SATANIC ARRIVES 



watching the receding wagon a growl from Found, 

 at my feet, caused me to look down at him; and 

 following the direction of his look, down the ravine 

 toward the timber, I saw an Indian boy afoot 

 stealthily approaching, every now and then casting 

 furtive glances behind him as though fearful that 

 he might be seen by some one in the timber. I at 

 once recognized the boy as one of To hausen's 

 sons and, quieting the dog, awaited his approach. 

 Following a path skirting the edge of the water 

 in the ravine, when he had reached the platform 

 between our dugouts, he again looked cautiously 

 about and beckoned me to come down where he 

 stood. 



When I neared him he said in his broken English : 



"To hausen, my fadder, he say tell you, 'look 

 out! Satank comin'!" 



And then asked, looking anxiously into my face: 



"You savvy?" 



"Yes, but where? When?" I hastened to ask 

 excitedly. 



"Kin savvy senor," replied the boy, "that all 

 To hausen, he say, that all; 'look out, Satank 

 cominT Pretty pronto, I 'speck. Now I mus' 

 vamose. Satank he see me here, he kill me." 



And quickly turning he sneaked down the ravine 

 till he reached the brush and disappeared. 



To say that I was alarmed at the sudden shock 

 to my recent feeling of confidence is to put it 

 mildly; but I realized that there was no time to 



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