This done he detached the pouch from the cord and running the cord through the cut in the bullet he bit the lead.
He tied the string round the neck of the dog and pointing eastward he said: "Home." The intelligent animal understood perfectly.

His duty was to get that warning home.

His clear brown eyes as much as said: "I will not fail." He wagged his tail, licked the hunter's hand, bounded away and disappeared in the forest.
Wetzel rested easier in mind.

He knew the dog would stop for nothing, and that he stood a far better chance of reaching the Fort in safety than did he himself.
With a lurid light in his eyes Wetzel now turned to the Indians.

He would never leave that spot without sending a leaden messenger into the heart of someone in that camp.