His hunger was so consuming at that moment that, forgetful of the red-skin sitting so near, he began knawing the bone like a famished dog.
Never did food taste sweeter and more delicious! If the boy's jaws had been a little stronger, he would have crunched up the bone also--but he cleaned it of its nutritious covering so speedily and cleanly that it seemed as if done by some wonderful machinery.
When he found that no more remained, he clawed about in the semi-darkness for more and found it.

Indeed, it looked very much as if the Kiowas had left one of their rude meals prepared for some expected visitors.
When fairly under way, Fred did not stop until he had fully sated his appetite, and there proved to be enough to satisfy all his purpose.
Then, when he craved no more, he awoke to a keen realization of the extremely perilous position in which he was placed.
"I had better dig out of here," was the thought that came to him, as he glanced furtively at the motionless figure.

"He doesn't see me yet, but there is no telling how soon he will." And now the extraordinary good fortune which had attended the boy up to this time seemed to desert him.

He had scarcely begun his return to the cover of the rock, when he felt a sudden desire to sneeze coming over him.

He grasped his nose, in the hope of checking it--but it only made matters worse, and the explosion which instantly followed was twice as great as it would have been otherwise.
Poor Fred was in despair! He felt that it was all over, and he was powerless to move.