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"One of us ought to remain at the post, Henry. I do not like to leave it in the hands of strangers." "But they are not all strangers," pleaded Henry. "Some of the men we know very well. We can leave Sanderson in charge. He knows what to do, and so does Jadwin." "Well, I'll see about it," said Mr. Morris.
Sanderson groaned and tried to pull Streak up. But the animal refused to heed the pull on the reins and plunged forward, unheeding. There would have been no opportunity to save Soapy, even if Streak had obeyed his master. The first few steers at the head of the mass swerved around the fallen man and his horse, for they could see him.
He stood, a grim smile on his face, watching Dale as the latter walked to the door. When Dale stepped out on the porch Sanderson followed him, still regarding the movements of the other coldly and alertly.
The leather-faced captain grinned quizzically. "Which does he go shy on, Mr. Toomey, the love or the fear?" he asked. "Both," said Toomey, shortly. Then his stern face relaxed, and he laughed good-humoredly. "Fact is, I think we'll have to be sellin' that there grizzly to some zoölogical park. He's kind of bad fer my prestige." "How's that, Job?" asked Sanderson, expectant of a story.
XI. A large "PREFACE" to a book written at the command of Charles I. by Archbishop Usher, and published by Dr. Sanderson, entitled "The POWER communicated by GOD to the PRINCE, and the OBEDIENCE required of the SUBJECT. London, 1661." 4to. Second corrected edition of this work was published in 8vo. 1683.
Sanderson was at the head of the horse Dale rode. His eyes were blazing with suppressed fury, brought on by the other's threat. "There's goin' to be a new deal in the basin. From now on I'm runnin' things an' they're runnin' square! I ain't got any use for any law but this!" He tapped the butt of his six-shooter significantly.
"A great deal," answered Jadwin hurriedly. "We must get back to the trading-post without delay." "Why?" "The Indians are going to make an attack. The Miamis are up in arms. Pontiac has told them that if they do not destroy the forts and trading-posts the English will soon wipe them from the face of the earth." "The Old Nick take Pontiac!" ejaculated Sanderson.
Then we can ease them through, an' the rest ain't worth talkin' about." "Devil's Hole is the only trail?" inquired Sanderson. Carter nodded. The others confirmed the nod. But Carter's desire for an early start the next morning was denied.
"Yes. This is their second year, I believe. I know they were there last spring, for they called here." Sam gave a low whistle. "We are making friends first clip, aren't we?" he murmured to his brothers. The boys related a few of the particulars of the accident and their experience at the farmhouse near the railroad. "Oh, that's old Mrs. Craven!" cried Minnie Sanderson.
"What can you do, little puss?" said this gentleman, quite surprised. "You look about large enough to play with dolls, like my Nina." "I'm almost fourteen," said Katie, drawing herself up to her full height and trying to look sedate. "I'm two years older than Nina; I'm as old as your Bertie, Mr. Sanderson, and I must make some money." "Must you, indeed?" said he, beginning to be more interested.
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