With noiseless steps the dark form moved to the door of the wigwam and listened for a moment. Then it lifted the skin that served for a door and peered out into the gloom of the night.
“Who the deuce can it be?” mused5 Boone, as, a helpless prisoner on the couch of skins, he watched the movements of the unknown.
“It ain’t Kenton or Lark6, I’m putty sure, ’cos it’s too big for either of ’em. Who on yearth can it be? A friend, anyway, and friends are allers welcome, particularly when a feller’s in sich a ’tarnal tight place as I am now. I s’pect they’ll roast me to-morrow, and eat me, too, for that matter, if I wasn’t so ’tarnal tough.”
Apparently10 satisfied with his scrutiny11, the unknown let fall the skin that served as the wigwam door, and again advanced to Boone.
“Say, stranger, this is a pesky fix,” said Boone, in a low and cautious tone.
Then Boone felt two powerful arms seize him, and roll him over on his side. As the hands of the mysterious stranger touched him, Boone felt a cold shiver creep all over him. The hands of the stranger seemed to be armed with claws like the paws of a beast.
“Jerusalem, stranger!” muttered Boone, “you ought to cut your finger-nails; they stick right into a feller; and why didn’t you tell me to turn over? I kin4 do that well enough, although I’m in a pesky fix hyer.”
Then Boone heard the slight grating noise that a knife makes cutting through leather.
The old hunter guessed the truth in an instant. The mysterious unknown was cutting the thongs13 that bound his arms.
“Go ahead, stranger!” cried Boone, cautiously; “you don’t say much, but you work well.”
A moment more and the bonds that bound Boone’s arms loosened. The tension gone, the stout14 deer-skin severed15 by the keen-edged steel, and the arms of the hunter were free.
With a grunt16 of relief, Boone stretched his arms in the air. Confined as they had been, the sensation of freedom was a pleasant one.
As carelessly the hunter extended his arms in the air, one of his hands touched the arm of the stranger. Again a cold shiver came over Boone.
“By hookey!” he muttered, to himself; “either your hunting-shirt’s made of bear-skin, or else you’ve more hair on your arm than I have on my head. I don’t understand this riffle a bit; but it’s a friend, anyway, whoever he is.”
Then the stranger cut the thongs that bound Boone’s feet.
Again the hand of the stranger touched the hunter, and again it seemed to him as if that hand was armed with the claws of an animal.
“I wish the derned critter would say something,” muttered Boone, slightly uneasy. “If he wasn’t acting17 so much like a human I should think that it was a pet b’ar that had got hold on me.”
The stranger rose to his feet.
Boone followed his example.
“It’s a pleasant thing to be free, stranger,” Boone said, trying to look into the face of the strange being who had[19] come so aptly to his rescue. But the gloom of the wigwam hid the face and form of the unknown with an ebon mask.
Besides, too, the unknown had taken a couple of blankets from a lot that lay in the corner of the wigwam, and wrapped one around his waist and the other over his head, when he had first entered the lodge.
The stranger stooped, took up another blanket, and gave it into Boone’s hands. The unknown seemed to possess the cat-like faculty18 of seeing in the dark.
As he gave the blanket into Boone’s grasp, again his hand touched that of the hunter.
“By jingo! his finger nails are awful,” muttered the hunter, to himself. “If his toe-nails are as long, I shouldn’t like to have him for a bedfellow. If he kicked any, he’d scratch a man half to death.”
The unknown took hold of a corner of Boone’s blanket and raised it a little in the air.
Boone understood what the unknown meant in an instant.
“You want me to put it round my head, eh, so as to kiver up my face?”
“I s’pose you mean yes by that, hey?”
Then a second tug came.
“All right, I understand,” said Boone; “but why in thunder can’t you speak and let a feller know what you mean?”
The stranger moved to the door of the wigwam, still keeping his hold on the corner of Boone’s blanket. The old hunter followed him.
At the door the unknown paused for a moment, as if to listen.
“Goin’ right through the Injin village?” said Boone, in astonishment.
The stranger answered as before by a vigorous tug at the blanket.
“Why in thunder don’t you answer a feller?” asked the hunter, thoroughly20 puzzled at the strange silence of the unknown who had come so timely to his rescue.
The stranger replied not, but raised the skin that hung at the door and passed out into the darkness of the night.
“I’ll see who it is, or what it is when we get outside,” muttered Boone, to himself. “He acts more like a brute21 than a human. Derned if I like a man that can’t answer a civil question. There’s a moon, so I can see what sort of a critter he is; but, by jingo! the same light that shows him to me will also show us to the Injins. This is goin’ to be a narrow squeeze.”
But the unknown had no idea of issuing from the door of the wigwam into the Indian village.
A single glance had shown the stranger that three stalwart warriors23, seated a few paces from the lodge, kept vigilant24 watch upon it.
Still keeping his hold upon the blanket, the mysterious being who had so astonished the old hunter by his silence, moved with noiseless step across the wigwam to the back of it, where he, by aid of his knife, had gained entrance to it. Boone, guided by the movement of the blanket—for it was almost too dark to distinguish forms—followed.
“Well, now, this is sense,” said Boone, approvingly; “we may stand a chance to get clear of the red heathen.”
Boone felt that the stranger was lifting his corner of the blanket into the air, then he flung it over Boone’s head.
“Wrap my head up? Of course; that’s a ’cute dodge,” and the hunter chuckled25 to himself. “If any of the pizen Shawnees happen to see me, they won’t be able to tell me from one of their own tribe with my head kivered up, ’cos my legs are kivered with buck-skin leggin’s, same as their own.”
Boone wrapped the blanket carelessly round his head, Indian fashion.
Then the stranger, who seemed to be able to distinguish the movements of the hunter, in spite of the darkness, passed through the hole he had previously26 cut in the skins that formed the side of the Indian lodge, and gained the open air.
Boone followed.
“Now I kin see who it is,” muttered Boone, as he emerged into the air from the confines of the lodge.
But, even as he spoke27, a great, black cloud came rapidly over the face of the moon and vailed its silvery rays of light from the earth.
All that Boone could make out in the darkness was, that, by his side, was standing a stalwart form, even overtopping himself in hight, tall as he was. But the form was wrapped so completely in Indian blankets from the head to the feet, that the hunter could distinguish neither feature nor limb.
“Well, dog-gone my persimmons!” said the hunter, in disgust, “I’d like to see what and who the critter is that I’m owing my life to.”
The stranger listened, intently, for a moment.
In the position the two were standing, the lodge completely hid them from view of the village. In front of them ran the turbid28 waters of the Scioto.
The stranger moved, slowly and cautiously, to the bank of the river.
Boone noticed that his footfall gave out no sound, and that, too, he moved with a singular motion, unlike the gait of a human. The hunter could see this despite the darkness that surrounded them.
“Jerusalem, what on yearth is this critter, anyway?” muttered the hunter, in amazement29. “He stands on his feet like a man, and he walks with the waddle30 of a b’ar.”
Boone, stout woodman as he was, tried in courage, a man that laughed at danger and faced death coolly and without shrinking, felt a cold shiver come over him as he watched the movements of the mysterious being who was so free in his actions and so sparing of his words.
The old hunter could not understand the peculiar31 feeling that was so gradually stealing over him. The hair upon his head seemed ready to bristle32 with fright.
“I feel as if I had jumped into an ice-cold river,” muttered Boone, with a half-shiver.
For a moment he took his eyes from the dark form behind him; when he looked again, the form was gone. Naught33 before him broke the denseness34 of the gloom.
The hunter rubbed his eyes in wonder.
“Jerusalem!” he muttered, “is it a spook after all?” The hair upon his head rose in fright as the thought crossed his mind.
A few paces and he stood upon the river’s bank. The waters of the stream, now low—it was in the summer-time—were some feet below the surface of the bank. One walking by the side of the water would be concealed36 from the view of any one on the level plain above, by the overhanging bank.
Here was an easy solution to the mystery of the strange disappearance37 of Boone’s silent friend. He had stepped from the level down the slope to the side of the stream, and thus hid by the bank had seemed to disappear.
But Boone was loth to adopt this explanation of the riddle38; besides, as he stepped down the bank to the water’s edge, he could not distinguish the dark form of the stranger anywhere.
“It was a spook, sure,” muttered Boone; “but, I may as well be making tracks for the settlement.”
Concealed by the bank, Boone proceeded onward until his progress was stopped by an unexpected obstacle.
He had come to the watering-place for the Indian horses. A road had been cut through the bank to the water, and in the road sat a brawny39 Shawnee warrior22.
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