brought the matter up to his consideration, and endeavored to find a
clue to the persons of the outlaws, whom he endeavored to describe.

On this point, however, he procured but little satisfaction. The
description which he gave of the individual assailant whom alone he had
been enabled to distinguish, though still evidently under certain
disguises, was not sufficient to permit of Forrester's identification.
The woodman was at a loss, though evidently satisfied that the parties
were not unknown to him in some other character. As for the Pony Club,
he gave its history, confirming that already related by the outlaw
himself; and while avowing his own personal fearlessness on the subject,
did not withhold his opinion that the members were not to be trifled
with:--

"And, a word in your ear, 'squire--one half of the people you meet with
in this quarter know a leetle more of this same Pony Club than is
altogether becoming in honest men. So mind that you look about you,
right and left, with a sharp eye, and be ready to let drive with a quick
hand. Keep your tongue still, at the same time that you keep your eyes
open, for there's no knowing what devil's a listening when a poor weak
sinner talks. The danger's not in the open daylight, but in the dark.
There's none of them that will be apt to square off agin you while
you're here; for they knew that, though we've got a mighty mixed nest,
there's some honest birds in it. There's a few of us here, always ready
to see that a man has fair play, and that's a sort of game that a scamp
never likes to take a hand in. There's quite enough of us, when a
scalp's in danger, who can fling a knife and use a trigger with the
best, and who won't wait to be asked twice to a supper of cold steel.
Only you keep cool, and wide awake, and you'll have friends enough
always within a single whoop. But, good night now. I must go and look