Noon
He still hesitated , but Mr Tidey joining his entreaties to mine , he put his horse into a gallop , ordering his men to advance . We now moved forward at as fast a rate as I could desire , the guide keeping his eye on the ground . Mile after mile of the level prairie was quickly covered , we in the mean time looking out for the plumed heads of any redskins which might show themselves above the horizon . Noon was approaching . I saw the guide attentively examining the ground . `` Indians have passed this way , but they have swept round again , off to the southward . It would take us much out of our way to follow up their trail , and I think it likely that we shall fall in with it again . ''