Everett T. Tomlinson, The Rider of the Black Horse — Chapter 13 (1904)
“ Not a man had been seen since he had departed from the fort, but Robert was aware now that all these things did not protect him from the sudden call, or the sharp report of guns of men who might be concealed somewhere within the silence of the woods through which he was passing. His anxiety increased, and, as he climbed the hill and perceived the humble abode of Dirck Rykman, not many yards in advance of him, he increased his precautions and looked carefully to the priming of his pistol. ”
