Yet with a concentrated rage, which was superior even to the agony of death, the fellow lay kicking and striking, bounding about among the loose stones like a fish upon the shingle.
"Don't be frightened, ladies," cried the Colonel.

"He is quite dead, I assure you.

I am so sorry to have done this in your presence, but the fellow was dangerous.

I had a little score of my own to settle with him, for he was the man who tried to break my ribs with his Remington.
I hope you are not hurt, Miss Adams! One instant, and I will come down to you." But the old Boston lady was by no means hurt, for the rocks had been so high that she had a very short distance to fall from her saddle.
Sadie, Mrs.Belmont, and Colonel Cochrane had all descended by slipping on to the boulders and climbing down from them.

But they found Miss Adams on her feet, and waving the remains of her green veil in triumph.
"Hurrah, Sadie! Hurrah, my own darling Sadie!" she was shrieking.
"We are saved, my girl, we are saved after all." "By George, so we are!" cried the Colonel, and they all shouted in an ecstasy together.
But Sadie had learned to think more about others during those terrible days of schooling.