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"
Ridiklus
ye
say
!
"
interposes
an
old
trapper
who
had
been
twelve
months
a
prisoner
among
the
Comanches
.
"
Ridiklus
it
may
be
;
but
it
's
true
f
'
r
all
that
.
Many
's
the
game
this
coon
's
seed
them
play
,
on
a
dressed
burner
hide
for
their
table
.
That
same
Mexikin
montay
too
.
I
reckon
they
've
larned
it
from
thar
Mexikin
captives
;
of
the
which
they
've
got
as
good
as
three
thousand
in
thar
different
tribes
.
Yes
,
sirree
!
"
concludes
the
trapper
.
"
The
Keymanchees
do
play
cards
--
sure
as
shootin
'
.
"
Zeb
Stump
is
rejoiced
at
this
bit
of
evidence
,
which
is
more
than
he
could
have
given
himself
.
It
strengthens
the
case
for
the
accused
.
The
fact
,
of
there
having
been
Indians
in
the
neighbourhood
,
tends
to
alter
the
aspect
of
the
affair
in
the
minds
of
the
Regulators
--
hitherto
under
the
belief
that
the
Comanches
were
marauding
only
on
the
other
side
of
the
settlement
.
"
Sartin
sure
,
"
continues
Zeb
,
pressing
the
point
in
favour
of
an
adjournment
of
the
trial
,
"
thur
's
been
Injuns
hyur
,
or
some
thin
'
durned
like
--
Geesus
Geehosofat
!
Whar
's
she
comin
'
from
?
"
The
clattering
of
hoofs
,
borne
down
from
the
bluff
,
salutes
the
ear
of
everybody
at
the
same
instant
of
time
.
No
one
needs
to
inquire
,
what
has
caused
Stump
to
give
utterance
to
that
abrupt
interrogatory
.
Along
the
top
of
the
cliff
,
and
close
to
its
edge
,
a
horse
is
seen
,
going
at
a
gallop
There
is
a
woman
--
a
lady
--
upon
his
back
,
with
hat
and
hair
streaming
loosely
behind
her
--
the
string
hindering
the
hat
from
being
carried
altogether
away
!
So
wild
is
the
gallop
--
so
perilous
from
its
proximity
to
the
precipice
--
you
might
suppose
the
horse
to
have
run
away
with
his
rider
.
But
no
.
You
may
tell
that
he
has
not
,
by
the
actions
of
the
equestrian
herself
.
She
seems
not
satisfied
with
the
pace
;
but
with
whip
,
spur
,
and
voice
keeps
urging
him
to
increase
it
!
This
is
plain
to
the
spectators
below
;
though
they
are
puzzled
and
confused
by
her
riding
so
close
to
the
cliff
.
They
stand
in
silent
astonishment
.
Not
that
they
are
ignorant
of
who
it
is
.
It
would
be
strange
if
they
were
.
That
woman
equestrian
--
man-seated
in
the
saddle
--
once
seen
was
never
more
to
be
forgotten
.
