The trail of the Loup; being a history of the Loup River region . the grass at thetop, and lucky I did so, for at the last one I found them, not more than 100yards distant and on the lookout over the back trail. My heart thumped so 158 THE TRAIL OP THE LOUP loud I was afraid tbey would hear it, but I guess ttiey didnt, for in abouttwenty nainutes they moved west. I waited a few minutes, then went upthe bank and peeked a^ain. They were in plain sight, six of them wellarmed and watching everything. I kept to the left towards the canyon sothat I could see the boys when tbey came up. The Indians f
The trail of the Loup; being a history of the Loup River region . the grass at thetop, and lucky I did so, for at the last one I found them, not more than 100yards distant and on the lookout over the back trail. My heart thumped so 158 THE TRAIL OP THE LOUP loud I was afraid tbey would hear it, but I guess ttiey didnt, for in abouttwenty nainutes they moved west. I waited a few minutes, then went upthe bank and peeked a^ain. They were in plain sight, six of them wellarmed and watching everything. I kept to the left towards the canyon sothat I could see the boys when tbey came up. The Indians finally wentdown into the south pocket of the west canyon and I circled around expect-ing them to come out at the head of it, but after waiting a long time I madeup my mind that they had slipped out toward the valley, so I started backon the north side of the pocket, keeping a sharp lookout. Finally I discov-ered just a little smoke \u the canvon, and slipping along peeking over cau-tiously, I discovered them around a little fire eating a turkey they had stolen. Original Log House Built by Mr. William Draver South of Burwell in the Early Seventies. the night before from Dolph Alderman. How I wished for the boys then!But there was a misunderstanding. Instead of coming where I told themto they mounted their horses and went up the valley to bead them off. When I got home and found out why the boys had not shown up, I sad-dled my pony, went back and found that the Indians had gone and then pulledout for Pebble Oeek, to the north of the canyons, looking for their as I neared the head of the creek I saw some of the trapper boys com-ing and two of them cameover to where I was. They had gone^four milesbeyond, and seeing nothing had turned back. I told them the Indians werehidden somewhere in the canyons near Pebble Creek and they went tolooking. During this time others had joined us, most of them on foot,however. Two of us remained north of the canyons to see whether they THE
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