But up they went, and my shots were spent, and
at last they disappeared,—
One minute more, and we gave a roar, for the
Injin had leapt,—and cleared!
A leap for a deer, not a man, to clear,—and the
bloodiest grave below!
But the critter was smart and mad with fear,
and he went like a bolt from a bow!
Close after him came the devil's limb, with his
eyes as dark as death,