TIM HOLT - RIDE TO THE SUN
by Gardner F. Fox
Originally written for TIM HOLT #19 (1949) and published by Magazine Enterprises
THE WAR ARROW quivered in the tree-trunk, humming shrilly. The shrill Kiowa war-whoop ululated in the cool morning air. Half a mile away, a red shadow slipped over the farther side of a paint pony and galloped to safety, yowling his taunts.
Lieutenant Rex Gordon of the 7th Cavalry. U.S. Army, turned a haggard face to his chief scout, the Pawnee sub-chief, Little Egg. He croaked with a dry tongue,"We must have help, Little Egg. We've no water, and not much ammunition. Three of our detail are dead, and only that medical orderly is unwounded! What are we going to do?Read More