Jonny and the Comanches

Chapter 2: Trouble With Comanches

Early the next day Jonny was awakened by Clarence. "We have to go and get the cows. Somehow they go out last night." Jonny thought that that was a rude awakening. But despite the fact, he had to go. He slid his boots and trousers on and his gun belt and ran to the corral. He called for White-Foot. She came running and had already taken a liking to him. He swung a saddle over her back and galloped off with Clem, Clarence and Ben. They rode toward the creek and the willow trees and Jonny saw the cows grazing on the tall green grass. He rode over to the side of the herd and yelled like an indian. The cows stampeded and ran back into the grassland. They all chased them back into the corral and closed the gate. "Well I hope that does not happen again at this tim o mornin." said Clarence. After breakfast Jonny went riding with Charles way out into the rolling hills. A cool breeze was on the air. Charles rode up beside White-Foot. "Hey what about a dip in the creek?" "Sure that sounds mighty great right now." They splashed and had water fights for a long time. "Well my stomach is telling me we should be heading back to the ranch." "Yes me too." said Jonny. Something in the air felt awkward and Jonny knew that Charles felt the same way too. They were riding fast when all of a sudden an arrow whizzed past Jonny's head. He shouted to Charles, "Indians!!" as loud as he could. Charles galloped around and saw eight or ten Indians galloping east toward their house. Then from the other side of their house another group of Comanches started to surround it. Jonny galloped wildly shooting his revolver and Charles was doing the same. They got to the house before the indians did and they quickly leaped off their horses and flew into action. Karl, Clem and Ben grabbed guns and took posts at windows. Pa and Clarence took two other windows and Jonny and Charles took the front door. Ma stood ready to reload the guns with ammo. She had her own rifle nearby if needed. After a few minutes arrows pelted the house. Jonny tried to aim at some indians and wondered if he was scoring hits. It was hard to fight. The only thing to aim at was a faint indian up on the knoll. They had been fighting for about two hours and it was almost evening and they were getting tired. Soon the Indians slowly backed away up over the hills. "Well we held them off." said Clem. "Sure did buckskin." said Karl. The Rangers who had come a few minutes before followed the Indians a little ways to make sure they were not coming back. Soon they came back and said they had gone north. All of a sudden horror struck Jonny. "That's the direction of the Thomas's!! I'm sure they will attack them!" he shouted, thinking of Willy and especially Alisha and Natasha that they should fall into the hands of such merciless killers. "I think this boy is right." said Clem. "We need to save them from a slaughter!" without another word Jonny went to his room and put on his gun belt. The whole time thinking about Alisha and Natasha.