There is hell to pay west of here; the stations at Arkansas Crossing and Low Water were burned last night." "The devil you say," burst out the driver hoarsely, his startled eyes sweeping the horizon.

"Injuns ?" "Sure, plenty of signs, but I have n't seen any bucks myself.

As soon as I discovered what had happened at the Crossing I struck out on to the plateau, and came around that way to warn those fellows at Low Water.

But when I got sight of that station from off the bluffs yonder it had been wiped out.

Then I thought about this stage going west to-day, and came on to meet you.