CHAPTER XIX
THE NEWSPAPER CLEW
"Do you think he'll catch that fellow?"
It was Phil who asked the question, as he and Dave and Roger watched the old miner disappear around a bend of the back trail.
"I don't know about that," returned Dave. "But if he gets the horses back it will be something."
"I should say yes!" cried the senator's son. "Why, we won't be able to go on unless we get them back!" he added, his face showing his worry.
"Listen!" exclaimed Roger a minute later. "Somebody is shooting!"
It was true—a shot had sounded out on the morning air. Soon it was followed by another, at a greater distance—showing that pursued and pursuer were drawing farther from the boys.
The boys walked slowly back to the campfire and commenced to stir it up, and then they finished their morning toilet. Dave heaved a deep sigh.
"I must say I don't feel much like eating," he observed.
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