"Along the eastern bank a small Indian canoe, containing a single individual, was stealing its way - hugging the shore so as to take ad vantage of the narrow band of shadow that followed the Winding of the stream. There were no trees on either side of the river, but this portion was walled in by bluffs, rising from three or four to fully twenty feet in height. The current was sluggish and not a breath of air wrinkled the surface on this mild summer night."
Through Apache Lands tells the story of two brave buffalo hunters trekking through Apache lands to rescue a young boy from being captured by Apache Indians. The story is a quick read, a story aimed at the young boys of the 1800s. Today, it isn't hard to see the outdated and backward thinking that fills many pages of this story. We have the two brave buffalo hunters that can do no wrong and through Providence, outgun, run, and fight hundreds of Apache. Then we have young Ned who goes through the Herculean tasks of the Wild West: he survives a vicious thunderstorm with no shelter, kills an Apache, kills a rattlesnake, kills and cleans a buffalo, has another shootout with Apache, defends his camp from and kills a bear by shooting it in the eye (at night), defends his camp yet again from a wolf (although they hunt in packs), out rides hundreds of Native Americans, and has a stand off against a hundred Apache on a hill.
Ellis pens a ridiculous, impossible tale of the White Man overcoming nature and Native Americans through the repetitive divine intervention of Providence. Written today, it would mire in stacks of self-published e-books floating through the internet.