In the gray of the early mornin' when all were asleep and the other watch dozin' I felt cold steel between my wrists and my buckskin thongs dropped off.

Then my feet were cut loose.

I looked round and in the dim light I seen my young brave.

He handed me my own rifle, knife and tomahawk, put his finger on his lips and with a bright smile, as if to say he was square with me, he pointed to the east.

I was out of sight in a minute." "How noble of him!" exclaimed Betty, her eyes all aglow.