playin' us a scurvy trick, which he'll do, if he can."

I lifted up my rifle, as Tim also did his, while with a turn of my
paddle I steered the canoe away from the shore. Whether he had been on
the watch for us or not we could not tell. Fast as we paddled, he made
his way almost as rapidly through the swamp, and it soon became evident
that his object was to keep up with us. Replacing our rifles at the
bottom of the canoe, we took the paddles in both hands, and thus
increasing our speed, had hopes of distancing him. Should he, however,
reach level ground he might soon overtake us.

Ere long we were convinced that his object was hostile, for a bullet
whistled close to my head. Night was approaching, and perhaps he
thought we should escape him in the darkness, and so he endeavoured to
put a stop to our progress. If so, he was mistaken, for we managed to
keep down the centre of the stream, paddling with might and main. We
incurred the danger, we knew, of running against a floating log or a
snag, or sticking fast on a shallow; but it was better to run these
risks than be shot by Indians, for although we had only seen one there
might be dozens of them. It became more and more evident that the red
men had revolted against the whites. Perhaps the man who was following
us was one of those who had murdered the settlers in the houses we had
stopped at, and had seen us at a distance.

When morning broke we found that the river had greatly widened, and we
had every reason to believe that we had distanced our pursuer. Still,
it would probably narrow again, and should any Indians possessed of
canoes perceive us they might put off in chase.

After our long paddle during the night we both required sleep, but
thought it imprudent to land, lest we should be surprised. We therefore
agreed that one should lie down at a time, while the other guided the
canoe. The eggs and fruit we had brought supplied us with food, so that
we had not to land to obtain any. Tim insisted on my lying down first;
and just before I closed my eyes I saw him sitting bolt upright, and as
grave as a judge, with deliberate strokes moving his paddle from one
side to the other.

I was surprised to find, when I awoke, how low the sun had sunk. The
faithful fellow declared that he had not the heart to awake me--that I
wanted sleep more than he did. He then lay down, but insisted that I
should call him at sunset, as two pair of eyes would then be requi