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Fred Frazer was on a holiday visit to his relatives, it being vacation time from school; and the three children were ready for any kind of adventure, and for every sort of fun. The children saw the old man before the old man saw the children; for the children were looking down the hill, while the old man, coming up the hill, was looking at his footsteps.
I removed the pistols which he wore in his belt, and as no one presented a better claim for them than Fred and myself, I divided with him; and during our long sojourn in Australia, he kept one, and I the other. He still clings to his, while I have deposited mine in the office of the American Union, as a sort of memento of times long past.
This waiting, however, did not at all suit the impatient spirit of Master Fred, and on Aunt Mary's going out of the room he gave expression to his vexation. 'Why can't I go into the garden by myself, I wonder? he exclaimed passionately to his mamma, by whose chair he was standing. 'Aunt needn't think that I should hurt the fowls; it is very unkind of her.
"Capital!" he said to himself, joyously. "Fifty men quietly introduced by the secret passage, and led right into the house. Why, we could surprise them all asleep, and the place would be taken without loss of life. What a result to an accidental discovery!" Then a damping thought occurred. "No," he muttered; "Fred will have remembered it, and made all safe. Perhaps let us get in, and trap us.
Fred read this sentence over and over again. To what purpose did Ginger discuss him with Mrs. Hilmer? ... Surely not altogether in the name of entertainment. Meanwhile, summer died, hot and palpitant and arid to the end. And autumn came gently with cool, foggy mornings and days of sunshine mellowed like old gold.
"I'm sorry that I cannot speak Swedish," replied Fred, in English; "so we must converse in my native tongue. You are welcome to share our camp. Have you travelled far?"
I suppose fellows don't think how their sisters look, although they love them very dearly; but when Fred said it, it opened my eyes.
"Hurrah!" called out Terry; "we're purty near there." "But we don't know how matters stand," said Fred; "even Deerfoot can not tell whether they are all alive or dead." "I know bitter than that," remarked Terry, appealing straight to the Shawanoe, who, without directly answering the question, notified them of an interesting fact: a thin column of smoke was rising from the cabin.
"All ready, sir," answered the squad, eager to push forward. "Then step light and keep your eyes about you. Smith, will you and the stockman defile to the left of us, while Fred and Jack perform the same duty on the right? It is the post of danger I offer you, gentlemen."
He walked along, indifferently rather than boldly, and he was sharply challenged when he drew fairly near to the house. "You can't go any further, youngster," said the soldier. "The staff has taken this house." Fred stared at him rather stupidly, but turned away.
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