"It looks to me as though the fellows who were pursued are the ones; what is that John has brought back?"
He held something in his hand. It was an arrow and a cap, the latter of which had blood on it. This was determined when a light was struck in the little compartment below the wagon top.
"Do you think it is possible they could have gotten these arrows since we saw them to-day?"
"They undoubtedly manufacture them with great facility, and the lack of them this afternoon would be no indication that they would be without them to-night."
John's intimation was right. They were seen beyond question, and without waiting for the initial shot, as before, they bounded across the open space, and the command was given to fire. The result of the shots was plainly seen. The rush ceased, and before the Professor could give the command for the second shot they reached the brush, and the ammunition was saved.
When morning broke, three forms were recognized lying in the clearing, but there was no sign of the savages beyond. John, without waiting for the word, moved toward them, and taking their weapons and searching their scanty clothing, took something from each, and brought them to the wagon.
The trophies brought by John were two pocket knives of English or American manufacture, and other small trinkets, such as any traveler might carry.
"This is interesting," said the Professor, as he looked over the articles. "How is it possible they got these articles unless from white people?"
When Harry and John went to the river for water, the first thing that caught Harry's eye was an arrow, which he carried back with him to the wagon and handed to the Professor.
"I think," said he, "there is another body lying over at the edge of the clearing, the one that John shot at the first attack."