"It is I—Tommy," replied our hero. "Oh! father, I never felt so glad in my life as I do at striking you."
"How did you find me out?" asked Smithers, who did not appear well pleased at the encounter.
"I heard you were here, and I started with a friend to discover you. The redskins killed my friend, and I came on alone."
The major had been listening to this conversation, and he beckoned to the boy.
"Where's your mother?" he asked.
"She came with father," was the reply.
Smithers smothered an oath.
"Father," exclaimed Tommy, "I've gone through a deal since I left Jersey City, and I've come here chiefly to see mother! Where is she?"
"Dead!"
"And little Alice and Harold?"