The next morning the train resumed its march in peace and safety.
It was a month later, and spring had fully come. Once more the vast wilderness was in deep green, and little wild flowers sprang up here and there where the sun could reach them. Two youths, unusually alert in face and figure, were loading pack horses with heavy brown sacks filled to bursting.
"This powder has kept dry and good all through the winter," said the larger of the youths.
"Yes, Henry," replied the other, "and we are lucky to come back here and be able to take it into Marlowe, after all."
Henry Ware laughed. It was a low, satisfied laugh.
"We have certainly been through many trials, Paul," he said; "but, with Tom, Sol, and Jim, we bore our part in turning the allied tribes back from the great war trail."
Paul Cotter's face was illumined.
"Kentucky is saved," he said, "and I shall be happy all my life because of the knowledge that we helped."
"It is surely a pleasant thought," said Henry.