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game and his existence about the same time. 

 I then brought my gun to bear on the rest 

 who sprang on their horses and hurried away. 

 I watched them until they disappeared about 

 two miles off. 



The same day that 1 had a brush with the 

 Indians, the same band ran across a man 

 named Matthews, and two men who were 

 driving a herd of cattle, and by appearing very 

 friendly succeeded in throwing the men off 

 their guard. They approached them in a 

 friendly manner, and, after shaking hands with 

 them, called for something to eat — an Indian 

 is always hungry — and partook liberally. But 

 they were only watching for an opportunity, 

 and no sooner did it appear than the}' shot two 

 of them down. Matthews sprang on his horse 

 and dashed away in time to save his life, but 

 was badly wounded in the shoulder by a shot 

 sent after him as he was fleeing for his life. 

 This will show my readers how treacherous 

 is the red man of the forest, and how little confi- 

 dence can be placed in his professions of sincere 

 friendship. I never saw one yet that it was 



