CHAPTER VI.

THE RAFT.

Slowly, silently and gently the boat glided onward--both Leslie and

Leland as motionless as death, yet with hearts throbbing wildly and

fearfully. The former stooped and whispered:

"There are three Indians on it, upon the opposite side from us. We must

pass beyond the log before they will be in range of our guns. They will

not fire until we begin to pass them. Take a quick but sure aim, and

drop down in the bottom of the boat the instant your gun is discharged."

Nearer and nearer came the canoe to the log, until but a few rods

separated them, but not a breath or fluttering of a leaf disturbed the

profound silence.

When at the nearest point, scarcely more than two rods would separate

them. Still onward the boat swept until its prow was even with the log.

"Ready," whispered Leslie, "you take the nearest one."

[Illustration: "Ready," whispered Leslie, "you take the nearest one."]

The next instant the enemies were in full view of each other.

Simultaneously the two rifles in the boat broke the solemn stillness.

But not a sound showed whether their shots had produced any effect at

all! Not a savage's head, however, could be seen! They either had been

slain or else had quietly drawn out of sight when they became aware of

the danger that menaced them. The latter was most probably the case,

although neither of the whites could satisfy himself upon that point.

As the thin haze from the guns diffused itself over the spot, the same

oppressive silence settled upon the water, and the same absence of life

was manifest in everything around. So sudden had been the interruption,

that, a few minutes afterward, it was almost impossible to realize that

it had actually occurred. More than once both Leslie and Leland caught

themselves debating this very point in their minds.

For a few moments the two remained concealed within the boat, for they

well knew that danger yet threatened; but, nervously excited over the

event, Leland, with a sad want of discretion, peered over the gunwale of

the canoe.

"Down, instantly," admonished his companion, catching his shoulder.

The report of another gun came at that very instant, and George dropped

so suddenly and awkwardly out of sight, that Leslie inquired with much

concern:

"Are you hurt?"

"Pretty near it, at any rate," returned Leland, putting his hand to his

face.

He was not struck, however, although the ball had grazed and marked his

cheek. The instant Leland saw that he was not injured, he raised himself

and aimed toward the log. No sign of an enemy was visible, and not

knowing but what there might be more loaded rifles behind the

contrivance, he dropped his head again.

Peering cautiously over the gunwale, the young man saw the raft

gradually approaching the Kentucky shore. The Indians possessing no

means of reloading their pieces without running great risk, probably

deemed it best to make a safe retreat.

The distance between the whites and the savages slowly but surely

increased, and when the former judged they were comparatively safe, they

arose and plied their paddles.

"Now if we can only come across Kent, I shall be pretty hopeful of

getting out of the woods," remarked Leslie.

"But how is that to be done? There is just the trouble."

"I think he will find _us_ if we only wait for him."

"I agree with you, that it is all that we can do. We will row

down-stream a short distance further, where we will be sheltered more

from the observation of our enemies, and wait until he comes, or until

it is pretty certain that he will not."

Leslie bent to his oars, and the boat again shot forward. Each now felt

a stronger hope. The depression of spirits under which Leland was

laboring began to undergo a reaction.

Leslie was naturally of a more buoyant disposition than Leland, and

seldom suffered those spells of melancholy which are so apt to affect

those of a temperament less sanguine. The latter at seasons was more

light-hearted than the former, yet adverse circumstances easily affected

and depressed him.

The locality to which Leslie had referred was a place in the river where

the overhanging boughs and underwood were so thick and luxuriant that it

was an easy matter to send a small boat beneath them and remain

effectually hidden from any enemy passing up or down the river.

Their plan was to conceal themselves, and thus, while affording

themselves comparative security, to keep an unremitting watch for the

appearance of Kent. They expected, and in fact were certain, that he

would descend the opposite side, which, from their hiding-place, could

be easily seen.

Leslie, with a vigorous pull, sent the boat under the sweeping branches,

and, coming to rest, remarked:

"There, George, we are safe for the present. An Indian might pass within

twenty feet of us, and not dream of our proximity."

"True, Leland, I feel glad that we are thus fortunate."

"See," continued Leslie, "what a nice arrangement. From my seat I can

keep a good view of the opposite side."

"How long do you intend to remain here?" asked Leland, whose fears were

ever on the alert.

"Can't say precisely."

"Remember that food will be necessary, and soon necessary, too."

"I am aware of that, yet we can do without it for some time. If Kent is

going to pass us, it will be during to-morrow."

"Leslie," said Leland, earnestly, "I have been thinking deeply upon our

chances of meeting him, and I must confess that they seem few indeed."

"I do not doubt it. They would have the same appearance to me, were it

not for one thing. I have been calculating, and though, of course, a

great deal of guess-work has been employed, yet I think that I have come

to a very nearly correct conclusion. I'm pretty positive that if Kent

reaches us, it will be in the neighborhood of to-morrow at mid-day. Not

seeing him, I shall fire my rifle. Kent knows the sound of it, and will

search for us."

"Perhaps he may not be upon the opposite shore."

"Which will be as well, yet I can think of no reason that would induce

him to cross."

"In the meantime, how do you propose that we pass away time and keep off

_ennui_."

"In sleep, if that is possible."

"I think it is with myself," returned Leland, with a light laugh.

"And the same with me," added Leslie.

"Well, the circumstances being favorable, I propose that we commence

operations at once."

"A good suggestion."

Both disposed themselves as best they could in the boat, and being tired

and fatigued, were soon asleep.

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