I told them to keep within two miles of us.

They have had time to ride double that distance, since we made the smoke for them." Another ten minutes elapsed.
"Hurrah!" Reuben exclaimed, "I can hear the trampling of horse's hoofs.

The moment they arrive, make a rush for your horses and charge." "I am afraid the horses are killed," Dick said ruefully.
"In that case," Reuben said, "we must get to our feet, and pick off the blacks as they run.

They will get up like a covey of partridge, as the horsemen come among them." A loud cheer was heard, and the little party, with an answering shout, sprang to their feet and, rifle to shoulder, stood expecting the blacks to rise; but the ears of the natives were sharper than those of the whites, and they had begun to crawl away before the latter heard the approaching horsemen.
Finding this to be the case, the party ran to their horses.

Four exclamations of wrath and grief were heard, for seven of the horses were completely riddled with spears.
Tartar, however, at his master's voice, struggled to rise to his feet.