Dick looked further. It was, however, the keen-eyed Roger who chanced to be the first to discover what they were searching for.
“This way, Dick; here he is, tied to this tree!” he cried.
As Dick leaped after him he saw that there was indeed some one bound fast to a tree, a white man at that; and the firelight disclosed the fact that it was Jasper Williams.
CHAPTER XXXII
A WELL WON VICTORY—CONCLUSION
The astonishment of Jasper Williams was apparent as he saw Dick and Roger Armstrong before him. Up to that time he had supposed the attack to be simply one of those ordinary Indian surprises to be expected when white men are hunting on ground that the tribes of the Northwest claimed as their own territory.
“Saving me seems to be getting quite a habit with you lads,” he told them, as his bonds were hurriedly severed, and he could grasp a hand of each. “How did the news reach camp; and what made the captain allow you to start out almost alone into this heathen land in order to rescue me?”
Dick quickly informed him concerning the reason for their presence.