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up brightly, after Joe had thrown some light sticks on the embers, the fire revealed a much disordered camp. The Indians had rushed over it as a squad of football players might tear through a rival eleven, leaving devastation in their wake. The only consolation was that Hank had managed to prevent the animals from stampeding, and the possession of their ponies, in a country where foot travel is almost out of the question, was a big factor.

"But they got almost everything else," said Blake, as he looked about the temporary camp.

"They made for the grub, that's sure," spoke Joe. "I guess they were hungry."

"But why they didn't try harder to make off with the horses is what I can't understand," spoke Blake, as he continued to make an examination of the damage done. "I thought that was what they were after."