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In the woods both for a time outran the In- 

 dians. After several minutes Crandall ceased 

 to hear his partner, so stopped, then went back a 

 few steps and called. No answer. While lis- 

 tening, he caught sight of Indians sneaking up 

 among the trees, so he turned and ran on. With 

 boisterous yells the redskins gave chase. He 

 could hear the heavy breathing of a closely pur- 

 suing Indian. He set his swiftest pace. Finally, 

 when even the thumping of the Indian's feet 

 could be heard no longer, he stopped to rest. 



Crandall was twenty-seven years old, had won- 

 derful endurance, and was one of the best of run- 

 ners. But what had become of his partner? 

 Crandall feared that the Indians had captured 

 him but once more turned to see if he could not 

 be found. Doubling on his trail, he climbed a 

 tree near the edge of a wide, grassy space which 

 he had crossed a few minutes before. He com- 

 manded a good view of the grassy open and the 

 forest margin on the farther side. Here he 

 watched, hoping to see Williams burst out of 

 the woods. But he did not appear, nor was any 

 trace of him ever found. 



While Crandall watched, four Indians in single 

 file came trooping out of the woods. The lead 

 Indian was leaning forward, carefully watching 

 the trail. The rear one occasionally glanced 

 behind, while the others watched to right and 



