"And there is Si, too!" put in Josiah Socket. "And both are armed!"
"Hullo there!" sang out Bob, coming up. "What the firing about?"
"Indians," said Mark.
"You don't say!" cried Si. "Where are they?"
"Back of us," put in Josiah Socket. "I'm glad you have the rifle and the shotgun," he continued.
"We thought we'd come out to meet you and also to look for game," explained Bob. "I see the Indians now."
Two of the red men had shown themselves around the bend of the trail. They gazed in astonishment and disappointment at the new arrivals.
"Give 'em a dose o' buckshot," said Josiah Socket to Bob. "They deserve it."
"So they do," added Mark.
Bob brought up the shotgun and let drive. The gun scattered widely and both of the red men were peppered. With yells of pain they turned back and fled to where they had left their companions. It was the last seen of the Indians for a long time to come.