Sandy had just completed winding up his line on the piece of smooth wood he had prepared for this especial purpose, when suddenly the voice of the sentry was heard calling out:
“Who goes there? Speak, and give the countersign!” for Mr. Armstrong had organized his little company very much on a military basis.
Of course every one started up, and many a hand reached out for the gun that was always kept within reach, day and night. Sandy and Bob were no exception to the rule, and they scrambled to their feet, as, from the tree-lined shore, came the word that had been selected for the night:
“Washington!”
It was Blue Jacket, coming hastily aboard. His actions told that he must be bringing important news; and a thrill swept through the hearts of the two lads at the prospect of immediate danger.
Mr. Armstrong was the first one to meet the Indian as he came crawling over the side of the flatboat, which stood rather high out of the water, despite the load it carried, thanks to the splendid construction of the craft.
“Get away—quick—many Indians, like the leaves of the forest—come creep up through trees. No say what, but slip loose, and run!” was the way Blue Jacket expressed himself.
Upon hearing these significant words, every one started to carry out his special part of the duty of freeing the boat. There was no noise—no confusion; and this spoke well, not only for the brave hearts that were aboard the boat, but for the rules of discipline instituted by the commander.
Two men jumped ashore, and proceeded to unfasten the ropes; though really this could have been done from aboard, as the painters had been so fastened that all it required was a strong pull. Others stooped to grasp the long, stout push poles, with which to urge the unwieldy craft ahead. Once in the clutch of the current, of course that part of the business would be ended; though they might continue to drop the poles over, and strain their backs, as long as they were able to touch bottom.
Others, still, crouched, guns in hand, ready to commence shooting at the first indication of the presence of the fierce enemy.