“Friends,” said Black Arrow.
At that instant the cry rang out from Ralph Radcliffe, and they beheld the boy running over the grass pursued by three redskins, and also saw Pomp dash to the rescue.
“Forward!” shouted Van Dorn.
[CHAPTER XIX.]
KILLED BY THE STEAM HORSE.
When Frank Reade fell from his seat to the ground, stricken by the bullets fired at him by the enemy, he lay perfectly motionless upon the hard plain, and any one would have supposed him dead.
Such, however, was not the case, for he had only been knocked off his balance in consequence of the leaden bullets striking with their terrific force against his head-piece.
The well-made metal covering saved his life, but it could not help to preserve his balance.
Down he went, and when he got down he stopped there, for his wind went as soon as he struck the ground, and he lay there insensible.
Barney was fighting like a tiger just let loose.