remarked Joe, gleefully. "And now for a good rest."
They turned back, and as they did so the Indians gave a last shout of defiance and began to make camp for themselves. It was as if a lot of schoolboys, playing truant, had been rounded up, and as a last indication of defiance had given their class yell.
"Good riddance to you," remarked Hank. "I don't want to see you again for a good many years."
Collecting the things the Indians had thrown away, our friends rode on until dark, and then, out of sight of the roving redmen, they made a simple camp. They stood guard by turns, but there was no night alarm. The next day they reached the place where they had picketed the pack animals. Nothing had been disturbed.
"And now for Big B ranch!" exclaimed Blake, when once more the little cavalcade was under way.
"And glad enough I'll be to see it!" said Hank; "though I sure will miss you fellows."
"The same here," echoed Joe, and Blake nodded in accord.
They traveled on for another day, finding good water and plenty of grazing for the steeds. Their provisions ran a bit low, for the Indians had
