“I will go.”
Under the guidance of his Indian friend Ernest reached Lee’s Falls. The bank was closed, but the cashier was still in the bank building, having been detained after hours. Seeing him through the window, Ernest knocked and obtained admission.
“The bank is closed, young man,” said the bank officer.
“I know it, but I have a package of bonds from the bank in Emmonsville. I hope you will take them from me, for I don’t want the responsibility of them any longer.”
“Oh, you are the young messenger. We had advice that you would be here yesterday.”
“So I should have been, but for my capture by one of the Fox brothers.”
“And how did you escape?” asked the wondering cashier.
“Please take the bonds and I will tell you. I spent two nights in the outlaws’ cave. This afternoon I managed to get away.”
“But were not the bonds taken from you?”
“Yes, but I recovered them.”