CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
PURSUERS ON THE PATH.
Despite common belief, the instinct of the Indian is not always sure, nor his intellect unerring.

An instance of the contrary is afforded by the behaviour of the Tenawa chief and his subordinate Barbato.
About the buzzards both have been mistaken.

The second flock seen by them is not hovering over a horse, but above an encampment of horsemen.
Not correctly an encampment, but a halt _en bivouac_--where men have thrown themselves from their saddles, to snatch a hurried repast, and take quick consultation about continuing on.
They are all men, not a woman or child among them, bearded men with white skins, and wearing the garb of civilisation.

This not of the most fashionable kind or cut, nor are they all in the exact drew of civilised life.

For many of them wear buckskin hunting shirts, fringed leggings, and moccasins; more a costume peculiar to the savage.