12/27 "There ain't no chance in the world of any redskins being in the woods, so far out as this. The hope of scalps will have taken them all down close to the fort. We can land safely, now." The word was passed down the line of canoes, the boats glided through the screen of foliage, and the men landed. If we left them in the water, one might break adrift and float out beyond the trees. Some redskin or other would make it out, and we should have a troop of them on our trail, before an hour had passed." "There's no marching through the forest now, Nat," James said. |