one
o'clock
No more should be allowed to go , was the confident promise , yet a fortnight nearly had elapsed since the frontier fun began . News of battle sweeps with marvellous speed through Indian haunted lands , and here were warriors by the score , come to strengthen the hands of kindred in the field , and , more were coming . The mirror signals plainly told them that . Yet it was now well nigh one o'clock and not another hostile move was made . Fox then was being held by stronger hands . It meant that Lame Wolf had listened to reason , -- and Stabber , and would permit no fresh attack until his numbers should be so increased that resistance would practically be vain . It meant even more -- that the Indian leader in chief command felt sure no force was yet within helping distance of the corralled troopers .