"One of them proposed to have some fun with the dogs. They tied us both
to a tree, and throwing a stick in the water, told us to get it. Of
course we struggled and tried to get free, and chafed our necks with the
rope.
"After a time one of them began to swear at me, and say that he believed
I was gun-shy. He staggered to the wagon and got out his fowling piece,
and said he was going to try me.
"He loaded it, went to a little distance, and was going to fire, when
the young man who owned Bob said he wasn't going to have his dog's legs
shot off, and coming up he unfastened him and took him away. You can
imagine my feelings, as I stood there tied to the tree, with that
stranger pointing his gun directly at me. He fired close to me a number
of times--over my head and under my body. The earth was cut up all
around me. I was terribly frightened, and howled and begged to be freed.
"The other young men, who were sitting laughing at me, thought it such
good fun that they got their guns, too. I never wish to spend such a
terrible hour again. I was sure they would kill me. I dare say they
would have done so, for they were all quite drunk by this time, if
something had not happened.
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