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Ishmael, himself, moved among his tall children, like one
who expected nothing from the search, and who was indifferent alike to
its success or failure. In this manner the party proceeded until their
distant fortress had sunk so low, as to present an object no larger
nor more distinct than a hazy point, on the margin of the prairie.
Hitherto their progress had been silent and somewhat rapid, for as
swell after swell was mounted and passed, without varying, or
discovering a living object to enliven the monotony of the view, even
the tongue of Esther was hushed in increasing anxiety. Here, however,
Ishmael chose to pause, and casting the butt of his rifle from his
shoulder to the ground, he observed--
"This is enough. Buffaloe signs, and deer signs, ar' plenty; but where
ar' thy Indian footsteps, Abiram?"
"Still farther west," returned the other, pointing in the direction he
named. "This was the spot where I struck the tracks of the buck; it
was after I took the deer, that I fell upon the Teton trail.


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