"The Indians were
dangerous foes, too, even when they had nothing but their bows and
arrows."
"I wonder if I could learn to shoot with one of them," mused Rand,
drawing back one of the bows, a feat that required all of his
strength. "Say, boys, I've got an idea."
"Hold fast to it," counseled Donald. "You may no get another."
"Let's organize an Indian patrol, and we can carry bows and arrows."
"It might be worth thinking about," admitted Donald.
"That's what we wanted to talk to you about, colonel," said Jack,
"but I am afraid it's too late to take the matter up to-day."
"Why too late?"
"Because it is time we were starting for home," answered Jack.
"No trouble about that," replied the colonel. "I will walk back
with you, and we can talk it over as we go along. Let's see, there
are four of you here?"
"Yes, there are four of us," replied Pepper.
"Then you need two more to start with."
"Don't you lock your door when you go out?" was Jack's irrelevant
query when they were ready to start.
"Not usually," replied the colonel.
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