y awake now. Every faculty in him was alive, and
he pierced through the Shawnee disguise. He knew who it was. He knew
who had come to save him, and he sprang to his feet, exclaiming the one
word:

"Henry!"

The hands of the comrades met in the clasp of friendship which only many
dangers endured together can give.

"How did you get here?" asked the shiftless one in a whisper.

"I met an Indian in the forest," replied Henry, "and well I am now he."

Shif'less Sol laughed under his breath.

"I see," said he, "but how did you get through the camp? It's a big
one, and the Iroquois are watchful. Timmendiquas is here, too, with his
Wyandots."

"They are having a great feast," replied Henry, "and I could go about
almost unnoticed. Where are the others, Sol?"

"In the cabins close by."

"Then we'll get out of this place. Quick! Tie up your hair! In the
darkness you can easily pass for an Indian."

The shiftless one drew his hair into a scalp lock, and the two slipped
from the cabin, closing the door behind them and deftly retying the
thongs, in order that the discovery of the escape might occur as late
as possible. Then they stood a few moments in the shadow of the hut and
listened to the sounds of revelry, the monotone of the story-tellers,
and the chant of the singers.

"You don't know which huts they are in, do you?" asked Henry, anxiously.

"No, I don't," replied the shiftless one.

"Get back!" exclaimed Henry softly. "Don't you see who's passing out
there?"

"Braxton Wyatt," said Sol. "I'd like to get my hands on that scoundrel.
I've had to stand a lot from him."

"The score must wait. But first we'll provide you with weapons. See,
the Iroquois have stacked some of their rifles here while they're at the
feast."

A dozen good rifles had been left leaning against a hut near by, and
Henry, still watching lest he be observed, chose the best, with its
ammunition, for his comrade, who, owing to his semi-civilized attire,
still remained in the shadow of the other hut.

"Why not take four?" whispered the shiftless one. "We'll need them for
the other boys."

Henry took four, giving two to his comrade, and then they hastily
slipped back to the other side of the hut. A Wyandot and a Mohawk were
passing, and they had eyes of hawks. Henry and Sol waited until the
formidable pair were gone, and then began to examine the huts, trying to
surmise in which their comrades lay.

"I haven't seen 'em a-tall, a-tall," sa