Dick sprang on Charlie's back, and the next instant was flying down the valley towards the camp.
He did not, however, fear being overtaken, for the gorge could not be crossed, and the way round the head of it was long and rugged; but he was anxious to alarm the camp as quickly as possible, so that they might have time to call in the more distant trappers and make preparations for defence.
"Where away now, youngster ?" inquired Cameron, emerging from his tent as Dick, taking the brook that flowed in front at a flying leap, came crashing through the bushes into the midst of the fur-packs at full speed.
"Injuns!" ejaculated Dick, reining up, and vaulting out of the saddle.
"Hundreds of 'em.

Fiends incarnate every one!" "Are they near ?" "Yes; an hour'll bring them down on us.

Are Joe and Henri far from camp to-day ?" "At Ten-mile Creek," replied Cameron with an expression of bitterness, as he caught up his gun and shouted to several men, who hurried up on seeing our hero burst into camp.
"Ten-mile Creek!" muttered Dick.

"I'll bring 'em in, though," he continued, glancing at several of the camp horses that grazed close at hand.
In another moment he was on Charlie's back, the line of one of the best horses was in his hand, and almost before Cameron knew what he was about he was flying down the valley like the wind.

Charlie often stretched out at full speed to please his young master, but seldom had he been urged forward as he was upon this occasion.