A DANGEROUS MANCEUVRE 167 



fishing the pool out of which my capture came 

 the previous afternoon. Seeing that trouble 

 was brewing, and lively times might be the 

 result, I reeled up my line and crossed over. 

 The bank opposite the boats, and where the 

 officers stood, was very abrupt, the ground 

 10 feet from the river, being 20 or more 

 feet above it. When Captain 0. noticed his 

 companions at hand, he cut the mooring of 

 F.'s boat, necessitating his guide Lew poling 

 her to the shore. As she landed, an orderly 

 at the edge seized his pole, and pushed her 

 again into the stream. Fortunately, there 

 was a spare pole, with which she was checked. 

 That was a dangerous manoeuvre for that man, 

 as when old giant Lew took up that second 

 one, all the buried ugly of the Indian stood 

 out in bold relief, when he said, " D n you ! 

 Touch this, if you dare, and it will go through 

 you I Kemember ! " Fred, noticing this, and 

 knowing the terrible temper of his guide when 

 aroused, had his boat moved across to the 

 mill breastwork. In the mean time S. and 

 his guide, who were fishing a lower pool, see- 

 ing unusual commotion in F.'s neighbourhood, 

 had gone there also. As soon as F. left the 



