Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders Among the Kentucky Mountaineers

iences through which they had passed, while engage

k-she is hurt?"

ot we heard," said Elfreda Briggs. "Still, that does not prove anything. I would suggest that we arm

h rifles, then, taking positions around the outer edge of the camp, just within the bush

. She caught the faint sound of some one mo

e bushes sway, a few yards ahead of her, as s

came the answe

rward. She paused at the first glimpse of Grace H

's cheek, and by that token Elfreda

smack,

"It made me feel weak and dizzy, but

e Overland girl had said, was a mere scratch over the left temple. Miss Briggs was

minutes, Loyalhe

hook he

n my feet. I am ashamed of myself to give w

ot since last summer," said Emma Dean soothingly. "You won'

hat, for the moment, she f

hank you. Now I am all right. Where is H

d Nora Wingate

you shoot," Elfreda informe

ust have got lost," replied Grace. "Elfreda, fire t

ne came. Acting on Grace's suggestion, Elfreda fired furth

and was giving her companions directions about signaling her when Hippy Wingate came strolling into camp, his clo

e you hurt?" cried Nora, hu

. Never saw such a country for mixing a fellow up. Confound the whole business. If my property is in such a mess as t

bul

, like the hero I am, I ran to the rescue

ar our shots?"

answer. I thought the shots sounded off the other way

e woodsman," r

here yet had it not been f

at?" dema

e surmised that you were lost, I just sat down and con-centrat

ffle?" chortled Hippy when

d bring anything to pass that he wished-provided he con-centrated intently enough and long en

landers

Hippy. "Brown Eyes, you haven't told

ght it was you and shot at me. I let go at him, and we had it out. His second shot hit me and my third hit him. How badly I don't

llow him?"

it down for a few moments. That is all I know ab

ace may be more peaceful than those th

o not make haste we shall not reach our day's objective before dark. I don't fancy travel

es

it," obse

, dodging overhanging limbs, pausing now and then to consult their map, for they had found that Washington could not

ream of sparkling water fed by equally sparkling mountain rivulets that rippled down to it in silver cascades. The Overland party was still riding under difficu

d Lieutenant Wingate,

lled Grace. "Wha

red the colored boy, which brou

en 'con-centrating,'"

led Miss Briggs. "We shall have

nto a fairly open space and discovered the cut in

water and drink, and Grace had just headed her mount towards the

ing on his rifle. The expression on his face was not o

she greeted, smil

an, as they regarded e

eckon yer goin'?"

g Brook?" inte

ckon i

is where we

is a-way," replie

we?" dema

h says ye

ride every summer. We have no other object, and, if you will pause to consider, you will see that we c

urn aroun' an' git out

"If there is good reason why we should not go u

up the gorge nor over the rid

d Lieutenant Wingate, now thoroughly

a

the peak of Hippy Wingate's campaign hat, lifting

warning voice as Hippy let a

ineer, the muzzle of his rifle swinging suggestivel