Vol. V.] [No. 56.
AUGUST 19, 1876.
BY BILLEX MULLER.
NEW YORK:
BEADLE AND ADAMS, PUBLISHERS,
98 WILLIAM STREET.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1870, by
FRANK STARR & CO.,
in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York.
“I’ve had a pretty good tramp to-day, that’s sartin!”Such was the exclamation of a tall, gaunt, ungainlyhunter,—Joe Napyank, as he dropped the butt of hisrifle upon the ground, and folding his arms over themuzzle, looked out upon the broad Ohio, rolling byin quiet grandeur.
“I’ve tramped nigh unto twenty miles without oncestopping; and, when a fellow goes that distancethrough woods, cane-brakes, and thickets, dodgingthe redskins and varmints, it’s no wonder if he’s aleetle blowed. Can’t be I’m too late after all.”
The thought seemed to bring him some discomfortfor a moment.
“No; it can’t be, no need of thinking that. I’vemade pretty good time, and have struck the river low’nough down.”
From his position, a view of the Ohio, for severalmiles below was afforded him, but the prospect abovewas cut off by a sweeping bend in the river. Thehunter—for such he evidently was—took a long searchingscrutiny of the river below, as if in quest of someobject. Suddenly he started.
“Yonder is something that’s sartin, but it must bean Injin canoe. Yes, I know it is.”
The object referred to was simply a dark speck,gliding straight across the stream. In a few moments,it struck the other shore and