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So we trailed the Shawnees , us two , and come up with them one night encamped beside a salt-lick . Jim got into their camp while I was lying shivering in the cane , and blessed if he did n't snake back four of our hosses and our three best Deckards . Tha 's craft for ye . By sunrise we was riding south on the Warriors ' Path but the hosses was plumb tired , and afore midday them pizonous Shawnees had cotched up with us . I can tell ye , neighbours , the hair riz on my head , for I expected nothing better than a bloody sculp and six feet of earth ... . But them redskins did n't hurt us . And why , says ye ?