On the Trail of Geronimo — page 285: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 271 heard to indulge in laughter. His training leads him to avoid noises of that kind. But young Whitcomb had heard an Apache laugh as heartily as himself, and there was no mis- take in that sound ; one of the warriors in the camp on top of the bluff, from some unimaginable cause, laughed loud enough to be heard by the astonished officer among the rocks below. The fact convinced him that his pursuit as yet was unsuspected, and encouraged him to push on. It had become so dark that it was hard to fol- low the trail, and he gave over any attempt to do so. Instead, he sought the most direct means of reaching the crest of the bluff. The way was not difficult to find; but extra care was necessary 1n the increasing darkness, and because he found it necessary to keep his gun in hand, ready for an emergency that was likely to arise at any moment. The plucky fellow persevered and finally scaled the elevation. His reward was greater than even he anticipated, for almost immediately he came into full view of no less a personage than the renowned Geronimo himself ! Comlcoooks (C(O) mM