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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Scouts of the Valley"

The crossing was at a sudden drop between high
banks. Might not we go on, find the boat, and come back in it
down the river and into the Susquehanna?"
"That sounds mighty close to wisdom to me," said Shif'less Sol.
"Besides, it's likely to have the advantage o' throwin' the
Iroquois off our track. They'll think, o' course, that we've
gone straight back, an' we'll pass 'em ez we're going forward."
"It's certainly the best plan," said Henry, "and it's worth our
while to try for that hidden boat of the Iroquois. Do you know
the general direction?"
"Almost due north."
"Then we'll make a curve to the right, in order to avoid any
Iroquois who may be returning to this camp, and push for it."
Henry led the way over hilly, rough ground, and the others
followed in a silent file, Long Jim and Tom still carrying the
two smallest children, who soon fell asleep on their shoulders.
Henry did not believe that the returning Iroquois could follow
their trail on such a dark night, and the others agreed with him.
After a while they saw the gleam of water. Henry knew that it
must be very near, or it would have been wholly invisible on such
a dark night.
"I think, Mrs.


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