But this lasted only for a moment.

His fear changed to indignation, and a desire to execute vengeance on men who could be guilty of such barbarity.

It seemed as though the strength of a dozen men was suddenly infused into him; so, shouldering his rifle, he ran along the path with a speed that made it difficult for the Dutchman to keep pace with him.

But, fast as they went, the fearful sound grew louder and louder; and, finally, they distinctly heard the clatter of horses' hoofs, and voices cheering on the dogs.
"Hurry on, for mercy's sake," said the major.
"Mine Gott in Himmel!" ejaculated the captain, who was puffing and blowing like a porpoise; "I can't run no faster.

I guess it's petter we stops and fights 'em, ain't it?
I been not a good feller to run!" "You _must_ run a little further," said Frank.