In Kentucky with Daniel Boone
‹
›
Excerpt.....Away along the trail, at a place where the river bent sharply, a cloud of dust arose in the trail; and as the hunter rode forward he kept his keen eyes upon this.
“Horsemen,” he told himself. “Two of them, I reckon, judging from the dust.”
Nearer and nearer rolled the cloud; at length the riders within it could be seen. One was a middle-aged man who rode a powerful black horse; the other was a boy of perhaps thirteen whose mount was a long-legged young horse, with a wild eye and ears that were never still.....
Less