In Barracks and Wigwam — page 232: what you’re looking at

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Sy ibe Sheet were ee pore Oren in ge slumber. 222 aed in Tan “Others of Troop A heard your Srdece,” replied the major, “and can speak for you. By the way, Osborne, this is a remarkable thing about Deerfoot. Now that he is alive and with his father, Flying Thunder has no ex- cuse for carrying on the war. You say the young fellow - escaped from the cavern, and made his way back to Da- ‘kota.’ That is the iar he tells, sir, and I have no doubt it is correct.” “And you were an old friend of his, and also a friend of Bruce Cameron’s?”’ “Yes, major.”’ “Then Carlisle was your home before you enlisted ?” “Tt was, sir,’ Linn answered, in a low tone. : There was a brief pause. The major seemed to be thinking hard as he watched the lad. Linn saw trouble and recognition in store for him in the future, when he should be brought face to face with Captain Cameron, -and for a moment he was tempted to confess all to his commanding officer and ask for his aid. But before he could make up his mind the major said sharply: “It is time to prepare for action, and the minutes are precious. [jie down here in my tent, Osborne, and try to get some sleep. You need it badly. I am going to give Flying Thunder and his band a little surprise.” “J want to take part in the fight, sir,” replied Linn. “A very little sleep will do for me.”’ “Still thirsting for danger, eh?” the major answered, grimly. “Very well, Osborne, I will waken you before we start, and assign you to a troop. But see that you sleep in the meantime.” | With this Major Dallas hurried from the tent, and a moment or two later there was a stir and bustle through- out the camp. But Linn heard nothing of it. His —