“I can’t see,” replied Mason. “Is anyone there, Deerfoot?”
“Yes, plenty people,” said Deerfoot. “Many white soldier.”
“It must be Major Dement’s command,” cried Mason. “At any rate we’ll know soon.”
The four volunteers unconsciously quickened their pace, and in a short time arrived at their destination to find that John Mason’s guess was correct. Major Dement was there with a spy battalion of about one hundred and fifty men.
CHAPTER XXIV
KELLOGG’S GROVE
As they rode up to the fort the first person to greet them was Walt. He had seen them coming a long way off and hastened out to meet his four friends. He was delighted to see them again and showed his pleasure plainly.
“You’re just in time to see some fun, I think,” he remarked after a few moments had elapsed and the travelers had dismounted from their ponies.
“What do you mean?” exclaimed Robert eagerly. He at once scented action and was enthusiastic at the prospect.
“Two men came in just a few minutes ago and reported that they had seen some Indians about four or five miles from here.”
“Are we going after them?” demanded Robert.