I'll divide my men--thirty shall go after this rascally band of Peigans, for such I believe they are, and thirty shall remain to guard the camp.

Are you ready ?" "Ready! ay, this hour past." "Mount then, lad; the men have already been told off, and are mustering down yonder where the deer gave you such a licking." Dick needed no second bidding.

He vaulted on Charlie's back, and along with their commander joined the men, who were thirty as fine, hardy, reckless looking fellows as one could desire for a forlorn-hope.
They were chatting and laughing while they examined their guns and saddle-girths.

Their horses were sorry looking animals compared with the magnificent creature that Dick bestrode, but they were hardy, nevertheless, and well fitted for their peculiar work.
"My! wot a blazer!" exclaimed a trapper as Dick rode up.
"Where you git him ?" inquired a half-breed.
"I caught him," answered Dick.
"Baw!" cried the first speaker.
Dick took no notice of this last remark.
"No, did ye though ?" he asked again.
"I did," answered Dick quietly.

"I creased him in the prairie; you can see the mark on his neck if you look." The men began to feel that the young hunter was perhaps a little beyond them at their own trade, and regarded him with increased respect.
"Look sharp now, lads," said Cameron, impatiently, to several dilatory members of the band.