Fortunately he was built like Bicker, and donning a private's hat and coat made him look a good deal like that individual from a distance.
Slowly he waved the coats to and fro for five minutes.
Then an answering signal came back from some brushwood on the top of a distant hill the answer being similar to the signal itself, showing the message was seen and understood.
It is likely that the Indians and desperadoes were much chagrined to think that they would have to hold off for two days, but if so they made no sign.
The next day proved unusually warm. There was nothing for the boys to do in the fort, and they wandered around from place to place. At drill but thirty-eight soldiers presented themselves, all the others being on the sick list.
"I must say I don't feel very well myself," remarked Darry. "I can hardly keep my eyes open."
"Gracious! don't say that you're going to get sick too!" cried Joe.
"I won't get sick if I can help it," replied Darry. "But I feel awfully queer."
Joe did what he could for his cousin. But, with the limited means at hand, this was not much, and by sundown Darry was flat on his back, although
