On the Trail of Geronimo — page 102: what you’re looking at

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D4. ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. middle of the highway, as if uncertain which way to turn. The second and third horsemen, who were on the point of repeating their assault checked their animals, and allowed their comrade to try his hand once more. “The poor wretch is bewildered,” was the thought of both, “and Sam will have an easy thing of it.” The latter galloped forward, with his saber ready for action, and with his gaze fixed intently on the redskin “Maybe you're puzzled,” thought the charger, “and maybe again you ain’t.” The moon, as if interested in the strange strug- gle, brushed the clouds from before its face and looked down with unobstructed vision. It was Sam Kirkland, a West Point graduate of two years before, who charged upon the Apache, with the resolve that he should not escape again. The center of all this disturbance seemed as if he was glued to the spot, but Lieutenant Kirkland knew better than to count upon any such favorable turn, and, like one of his comrades, he made a dexterous feint before giving what was meant for the settling blow. (C@