river.

William, the younger brother, had to stay behind to fill with wood the
huge box beside the fireplace.

Indians had not been seen near the farm for many years, so John was not
in the least afraid.

As he went through the woods toward the river two huge Indians, with
painted faces, jumped from behind the trees where they had been hiding.

Before John could run he was caught, and his hands were tied behind his
back.

Then they heard William shout as he ran down the path after his brother.

John knew that the Indians might kill him if he warned his brother.

But he was brave, and before they could stop him, he cried out,
"Indians! Indians!"

The Indians were angry and struck at John with their tomahawks.

But he was not afraid; he faced the Indians bravely.

William heard the shout of warning, and ran like a deer back to the log
cabin.

The heavy door was shut with a slam, and John's father, with his rifle,
waited for the Indian attack.