"Fear not for water," cried a third. "He who could draw it from the rocks will not now abandon His own chosen people."
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"Amen! Amen!" responded the whole party.
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They were about to resume their journey when one of the youngest and keenest-eyed uttered an exclamation and pointed up at the rugged crag above them.
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From its summit there fluttered a little wisp of pink, showing up hard and bright against the grey rocks behind.
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At the sight there was a general reining up of horses and unslinging of guns, while fresh horsemen came galloping up to reinforce the vanguard.
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The word 'Redskins' was on every lip.
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"There can't be any number of Injuns here," said the elderly man who appeared to be in command. "We have passed the Pawnees, and there are no other tribes until we cross the great mountains."
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"Shall I go forward and see, Brother Stangerson," asked one of the band.
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"And I," "and I," cried a dozen voices.
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"Leave your horses below and we will await you here," the Elder answered.
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In a moment the young fellows had dismounted, fastened their horses, and were ascending the precipitous slope which led up to the object which had excited their curiosity.
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They advanced rapidly and noiselessly, with the confidence and dexterity of practised scouts.
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The watchers from the plain below could see them flit from rock to rock until their figures stood out against the skyline.
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The young man who had first given the alarm was leading them.
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Suddenly his followers saw him throw up his hands, as though overcome with astonishment, and on joining him they were affected in the same way by the sight which met their eyes.
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On the little plateau which crowned the barren hill there stood a single giant boulder, and against this boulder there lay a tall man, long-bearded and hard-featured, but of an excessive thinness.
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His placid face and regular breathing showed that he was fast asleep.
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Beside him lay a little child, with her round white arms encircling his brown sinewy neck, and her golden haired head resting upon the breast of his velveteen tunic.
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Her rosy lips were parted, showing the regular line of snow-white teeth within, and a playful smile played over her infantile features.
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Her plump little white legs terminating in white socks and neat shoes with shining buckles, offered a strange contrast to the long shrivelled members of her companion.
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On the ledge of rock above this strange couple there stood three solemn buzzards, who, at the sight of the new comers uttered raucous screams of disappointment and flapped sullenly away.
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The cries of the foul birds awoke the two sleepers who stared about them in bewilderment.
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The man staggered to his feet and looked down upon the plain which had been so desolate when sleep had overtaken him, and which was now traversed by this enormous body of men and of beasts.
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His face assumed an expression of incredulity as he gazed, and he passed his boney hand over his eyes.
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"This is what they call delirium, I guess," he muttered.
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