Chapter VIII.
GETTING READY TO CHASE KAH-GO-MISH.
It was noon when Cal Evans opened his eyes, and even then the lids came apart reluctantly. He saw his mother sitting by him, and Vic was peering in at the door, but he did not quite understand matters.
"Mother," he said, "are you all safe?"
"Yes, we're all safe—" she began.
"He's awake! Mother, may I come in?" shouted Vic. "Cal! we had such a time. We all dressed up in those old uniforms and played soldier. I fired at the Apaches from the roof."
Cal struggled to sit up, and found out how sore and stiff he was, while he exclaimed:
"Vic, did you? There was an attack? You beat them off?"
"Scared them off," said his mother. "Why, how lame you are!"