You seem to have more sense than any of 'em, and I'll give you a little advice.

Let's see, what's your name ?" The Irishman gave it, and the hunter responded by mentioning his own.
"Do you put some one in here to keep watch night and day, and the minute you see the redskins comin' give the signal and run for your friends there.

Then if the red-skins foller, you must let 'em have it right and left.

If you find you can't hold your own agin 'em, you must make all haste to Fort Severn, as you heard me say a while ago.

Aim for the setting sun, and after you've gone fifty miles or so you'll be thar.
Good by to you, now; I'm watching the Injin movements in these parts, and, if the signs are bad, and I have the chance, I'll give you notice; but you must n't depend on me." The hunter leaned over the saddle, and warmly shook the hand of the Irishman, the two having conceived a strong liking for each other.
Then he wheeled his mustang about, and gave him a word that caused him at once to break into a swift gallop, which quickly carried him up the slope, until he reached the margin of the valley, over which he went at the same rate, and speedily vanished from view.
The Irishman stood gazing at the spot where he had vanished, and then he walked thoughtfully back toward the settlement, where all were as busy as beavers, getting their rude huts and homes in condition for living.
In doing this Caleb Barnwell was guided by a desire to be prepared for the Indian visitation, which he knew was likely soon to be made.