Give it to 'em, an' mebbe I'll get a chance at one o' them renegades." It seemed that Henry's words had an effect, because the boat of the renegades pulled up somewhat, although it did not regain first place.
Thus the chase proceeded down the Susquehanna.
The Indian fleet was gaining a little, and Shif'less Sol called Henry's attention to it.
"Don't you think I'd better take a shot at one o' them rowers in the first boat ?" he said to Henry.

"Wyatt an' Butler are a leetle too fur away." "I think it would give them a good hint, Sol!" said Henry.

"Take that fellow on the right who is pulling so hard." The shiftless one raised his rifle, lingered but a little over his aim, and pulled the trigger.

The rower whom Henry had pointed out fell back in the boat, his hands slipping from the handles of his oars.

The boat was thrown into confusion, and dropped back in the race.