With one swift kick Zane scattered the camp-fire.

The travelers waited with bated breaths. They could hear nothing save
the beating of their own hearts; they could not even see each other.

"Better go to sleep," came in Zane's calm voice. What a relief it was!
"We'll keep watch, an' at daybreak guide you to Fort Henry."




CHAPTER II

Colonel Zane, a rugged, stalwart pioneer, with a strong, dark face,
sat listening to his old friend's dramatic story. At its close a
genial smile twinkled in his fine dark eyes.

"Well, well, Sheppard, no doubt it was a thrilling adventure to you,"
he said. "It might have been a little more interesting, and doubtless
would, had I not sent Wetzel and Jonathan to look you up."

"You did? How on earth did you know I was on the border? I counted
much on the surprise I should give you."

"My Indian runners leave Fort Pitt ahead of any travelers, and
acquaint me with particulars."

"I remembered a fleet-looking Indian who seemed to be asking for
information about us, when we arrived at Fort Pitt. I am sorry I did