Chapter 38

           Hastilyperhapstootrulyconstruingthesinisterevidence,thehalf-franticfatherleapedintothebloodysaddle,andgallopeddirectfortheFort.

           Calhoun,uponhisownhorse,followedcloseafter.

           Thehueandcrysoonspreadabroad.Rapidriderscarrieditupanddowntheriver,totheremotestplantationsofthesettlement.

           TheIndianswereout,andnearathand,reapingtheirharvestofscalps!ThatofyoungPoindexterwasthefirstfruitsoftheirsanguinarygleaning!

           HenryPoindexterthenoblegenerousyouthwhohadnotanenemyinallTexas!WhobutIndianscouldhavespilledsuchinnocentblood?OnlytheComanchescouldhavebeensocruel?

           Amongthehorsemen,whocamequicklytogetherontheparadegroundofPortInge,noonedoubtedthattheComancheshaddonethedeed.Itwassimplyaquestionofhow,when,andwhere.

           Theblooddropsprettyclearly,proclaimedthefirst.Hewhohadshedthemmusthavebeenshot,orspeared,whilesittinginhissaddle.Theyweremostlyontheoffside;wheretheypresentedanappearance,asifsomethinghadbeenslakedoverthem.Thiswasseenbothontheshouldersofthehorse,andtheflapofthesaddle.Ofcourseitwasthebodyoftheriderasitslippedlifelesstotheearth.

           Thereweresomewhospokewithequalcertaintyastothetimeoldfrontiersmenexperiencedinsuchmatters.

           Accordingtothemthebloodwasscarce"tenhoursold:"inotherwords,musthavebeenshedabouttenhoursbefore.

           Itwasnownoon.Themurdermusthavebeencommittedattwoo’clockinthemorning.

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