On the Trail of Geronimo — page 280: what you’re looking at

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266 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. was not of a nature to show the imprint of a moc- casin clearly; but, if either of the two wanted any additional proof that the Indians, whatever their strength, were accompanied by at least one of the female members of the Harland household, it was furnished by the sight of a piece of faded calico, that had caught on a projecting bush and was fluttering in plain sight. Lieutenant Whitcomb picked it carefully, almost tenderly, from its resting place, and _ closely inspected it. “Tt couldn’t have been worn by any of the Apache squaws?”’ he remarked, inquiringly, pass- ing it to his companion. “No,” was the sneering response of Ray; “ no American Indian ever committed the offense of wearing anything as clean as that.” The pursuit, if such it may be called, was con- tinued only a short way further, when, to the astonishment of both, the trail divided, one branch turning sharply to the right, while the other veered to the left. ‘“T don’t understand that,” said the lieutenant in a guarded voice, glancing furtively around. “ There are a good many things in this business conmichvookss