It would be easy enough to elude his pursuers then.
Just as the sun went down, he paused on the summit of a slight eminence and looked behind for his enemies.
Not one of them in sight.
But he knew that they were still upon his trail, and it would not be long before they would show themselves, so he waited.
CHAPTER II.
THE WIZARD’S DEN.
One, two, five minutes passed, and the scout stood there as motionless as stone, with his eyes fixed back over the way he had come.
He held his rifle before him ready for instant use, the moment a savage should show himself.
He had made up his mind that there should be one the less to keep on his trail.
At last his eye caught sight of a form moving among the trees.
“Now, Susannah, my girl,” he said, as he sighted along the shining barrel, and look quick aim upon the foremost savage.