SURROUNDED BY KIOWAS 



and taking down Bill's bead necklace from the 

 wall I held it to his nose a moment to give him 

 the scent, repeating as I did so, "Go to Bill! Go 

 to Bill!" according to his master's instructions. 



Found wagged his tail and looked at me as 

 though he understood my wishes. I felt sure he 

 would first go to Tom and Jack, who would take 

 the cartridges, read my note to Bill, take off the 

 necklace and give him a fresh scent, and send 

 him on to the fort. 



The tired dog had before him a long and dan- 

 gerous run of about twenty miles, during which he 

 would have to pass twice through the cordon of 

 watchful Indians surrounding my comrades; but 

 it was the only hope of saving the men, and Found 

 seemed able and willing for the undertaking. 



I felt confident that if the Kiowas did not kill or 

 cripple him, Found would make the trip quickly. 

 He had already evaded the Indians in returning to 

 camp, and I felt strong hopes that his almost 

 human intelligence would carry him through. 



Pound's first move on going out of the dugout 

 was to go up on the roof and stand there for a 

 little while sniffing the air. Then he turned and 

 trotted to the ravine, up which he went at a run. 



My nest in the hay was a good enough point 

 for observation but not for defence, but I went 

 back there to think things over. 



The waning moon would rise about midnight. 

 If the Indians waited till then before attacking I 



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