On the Trail of Geronimo — page 94: what you’re looking at

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86 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. flung from their seats, but it required an extraor: dinary beast to unseat them. The lieutenant could not mistake those reports, the wild shouts and the desperate charge down the highway. He knew that friends had come upon the scene, but he was in not only exceedingly bad but in very dangerous company. He was as liable to be struck by the hurtling bullets as were the warriors, and the hurricane style in which the cavalry did their work gave little time for explana- tions. The pony had no more than started on his fu- rious flight, when his Apache rider whipped out his knife and attempted to strike the young man behind him. He saw that his horse must keep the road for some distance, and the redskin would have all he could do to attend to his own safety without trying to carry off a prisoner. Had the lieutenant been seated in front, nothing could have saved him, but, provided he kept his wits about him, he had the advantage from being astride of the pony behind the other and with both arms around his waist. It was fortunate that in the flurry of the attack Dick instinctively tightened this pressure, as a GoOmicboo S (C©) pe a