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“the white men, '@ and fallin ¢¢ ari Id@fan woman. i the teeth of smoke clouds @runted the chief at last. “gal”. ‘Was lifted for a second to his face, but it sank instantly to the ground. He “Pontiac i# a mighty war chief. He fe the king.of the Ottawawas. His belt holds many scalps. His tent holds nu pons. #4 Alttitugt the night was warm the woman ‘shivered. “Pontlac’ in the voice was cold as fee and.sbarp as a razor edge—“Pon- tlac ip @ gon of many chiefs, and has no son. He has a great name, but it muat die with Pontiac. Pontiac is the father of six tribes, and of no eon. ‘ The’ woman's body bent forward until her face touched the ground. ‘The chief slowly rose, standing above the fire wjth bis red blanket wrapped close round his towering form. He did not look @t the crumpled squaw at his moccasined feet but out into the gloom: “To-motrow with my young men I @o on the hunt,” he said. “The rising @un will cee us on the trail. Tho ‘Women shall take the canoes and go back up the Mohawk into the country of the Delawares and shall wait the return of the hunting braves at the ‘West end of Cayuga water, where the village of the Delawares shall shelter themy'hn He turned on his heel and strode into the tent. The squaw, Outanie, did not stir, but lay face down. while the red ‘of the embers dulled and faded under the gathering ash. Next morning when the warriors were gone on the hunt, Outanle trans- mitted her husband’s commands to the women. Then she dismantled her tent, and stowed it in her canoe. Slowly and with eyes fixed on the misty blue of the ribbon of sky that dipped down between the green wood banks to kiss ‘the shining water, she stepped into’ te bark.” Her hand reachcd for the paddle, and with a dext«rous, awing of the blade she shot her frail vessel out into the full down- ward flow of the stream. Then she hi idle in her hand, Mohawk’s flow carried her south and ever farther and utanie journeyed on the breast of the stream. Her rifle found her, food among the banks, her fiab-line, too, was put to use, for the equaw.of Pontiac knew the ways of ‘wood. and stream. At the close of the third day's voy- age the Ottawawa woman paddled her boat lose to the river bank end buildings far more substantial ¢ban any she had ever seen had been erected, in the clearing. A palisade of logs five feet in height surrounded these structures. Her own’ peop! were not unaccustomed to the erec- tion of stockades for th of theif villages, and Outai conjectured that this was a fort, but ehe marvelled at the size and strength Of these homes. Then the truth dawned upon Her. This must be a fort of the strange people of whom she had heard far back in the wilderness, but dad never seen. ‘This must be a paleface settlement. She hauled her cance out of the water and hid it among the bushes that erew tifully on the pank. With @ steady step she approached t! fn the palisade. ree youl @tood at the. however, that Sointed. to. the west and uttered the mame of her tribe, “Ottawaw “4 sper nnen etuberiant™ said one of bbe: Ca addr me aother leaning against the wal wis san Ottewawe, the man ai “Woman,” he asked in the of the Delawares, “why are you so far from the lands of the Ot- tawawas? What does the woman of the Ottawawas want among the pale- faces: 1 Ly Outanie Dead-Branch,” the aquaw answered. m squaw of a chief, but have borne him no son. Therefore am I shamed among my own people, and I would dwell afar. I would dwell among the white peo- ple a0 that my lora may not see me cy joodsman translated to hi it is @ way they hav with @ shrug. “The poor toast, I would let her Durgomaster. Wer strong and may serve you as inter- preter, and she. will cost the settle- ment nothing, for these Indian wom, n know how to find their own food ‘Thus Outanie became attached to the settlement. As the hunter had declared, was not a drain upon the fron log camp, and she soon picked up ehough English to make her useful as interpreter. The forty famili: composing the ttle white settlement of Amsterdam were, for the most part, Dutch, al- though there were among them some few Engliahmen and Frenchmen, ‘These latter were the scouts and hunters; farailiee the Dutchmen and their traded with the, indians and Itivated’the cleared 5 “ganimer went swiftly from the forest THE CRYSTAL ROOD The Story of a Talis- man’s Strange Adventures By Mrs. Howard Gould (Copyright, 1014, by John Lane Company.) CHAPTER I. The Dead Branch. t fitful, uncertain, the wood fire burned before the tepee of Pontiac; the red ember glow showing two seated figures, One of them rose, glided into the deep gloom, and reappeared with an armful of fagots, which were thrown on the red brands, Agath tlie flames leaped up and the figure crouched down. It was the figure The nd form was motionless as a stone. The blaze when’ brightest @howed a high, hooked nose and a to by the shaven crown and the single ecalp lock holding the eagle & chief, Beneath the brow gleamed bold, coal-black eyes. In this stony man was the stem of a pipe and from his lips the cathe in slow, regular puffs. m eyes were full ing brow whose lofty effect was The glance of his crouching squaw of snow-laden galés and the fires smoked under many chimneys, Reluctantly, the winter withdrew at last into ts northern fastnesees, taking its shackles of ice off the rush- ing waters of the Mohawk. Once more the farmers went out to plow the fields and the hunting parties who had wintered at Amsterdam pre- pared for their spring excursion into the wild. From one of these hunters Outanie received a trust on the eve of hia departure. ‘this, my wife, Be you at her aide and nurse her and the child against my return. Then I shall give you beads and wampum.’ ‘The Indian woman's eyes bright- ened for an instant, but there was no sign of deepened interest on hi impassive features, nor was there change in the low note of her voice as she anewered: “They shall not hunger if Outante can find food. They ehall not die if Outanie can keep them alive. Warrior and hunter may go and fear no! Outante will care for white squat ‘The woodsman smiled with eat faction. He was less troubled in mind, faring forth into the forest, now that he knew this silent and competent woman would take his place at_his wife's side. ing through the Mohawk’s channels when @ new soul came to Amsterdam. It was bought with its equivalent. \* spite the skilful ministrations of Ou- tanie, the wife of the hunter died on the night of her baby's birth. The Indian woman bending over her saw the features that had been twisted in pain relax to tl semblai ry ot the peace that passeth .all ider- swung on her moccasined ni at the child lying placed it at its birth, on a rough crib at the other side o! the room, A strange smile lightened up her features. She took the child in her arma and removed from ie neck a small object which*the dyin; mother had placed there. is she thrust into the bosom of her deergkin. shirt. Wrapping the child in a blan- ket, she stepped swiftly and silently from the room and out into the night. ‘The rude streets of the village were deserted and all the houses in dark nes With her hunt knife Ou- tanie cut a square of deerskin from her tent and, binding it to a board, fashioned a rude conveyance for the child. This she strapped to her back, and having thus prepared hereelf be. gan her long journey toward the far distant lands of the Ottawawi CHAPTER Il. The Living Oak. /T was the month of corn on the upper Allegheny, where lay the seat of Pontiac, chief of the Ottawawas, and head of the six tribes. In front of the great house of Pon- tac the chief sat alone. A deep, ver- tical furrow cleft his brow, and his of gloom. Although the stem of his pipe was clenched be- tween his teeth, no smoke issued from his lips. For many minutes the ashes in the bow! had been cold. Some of the braves strolling by noticed the gloomy aspect of their chief, and one of them slowly shook bis head. “Ugh!” he grunted. “The heart of Pontiac ts like a stone.” Another puffed silently a few sec- onds before he made reply: “The tent of the great chief is cold. He mourns the lost Outanie,” Even as they spoke they saw « i? Cluster of figures at the forest edge, which was rapidly growing ierger as leaping boys and running squaws Joined it, The men now stood, at- tentively surveying this excited Broup. It burst asunder at last, and there strode out of the heart of it a tall, ithe squaw, holding, uplifted in her arms, a naked papoose, With the women and children trail. ing behind her, wildly waving their arms and uttering shrill cries of ex- citement and wonder, the squaw made her way to the tent in front of which sat the silent chief. Before him she paused, Pontiac gook the pipe from his lips and glanced up at her. Ugh!" he said, ‘Outanie comes back,” cried the woman, 4 high note of pride vibrating in her voice, “No longer Outanie, the Dead-Branch, but Outanie, the Living Oak, and the mother of a prince. Bi fa hold, great chief, the son of Pontiac She bent and placed the child upon the knees of the Indian. Pou looked up at her without change of expression. The only visible indica- tion of what was passing within his soul was the fact that he puffed slow- ly twice upon his smokeless pipe be- fore he spoke. “It is many moons,” he said at last, “since Outanie sat by Pontiac's fire. Her body did not shrink from him, She held herself straigit and proud and looked level into his eyes. “The great chief," she said, “re- buked his aquaw. The at chief greatly desired a son. He said noth- Ing of a woman child. How wus Outanie to know? The child on Pontiac’ It was beneath’ the dignity of a Warrior to question his equaw, but Outanie:knew that ity must be conauming the heart of the chief, 60 she went on. : “Outanie said in her heart, ‘My lord desires a son, If there come to him ® daughter of the Ottawawas the heart of Pontiac will not be proud, but bitter with grief. So I shall apart from my own people until the child {s born, If a woman child, then all the’ river bear us away and the ight of Outanie shall not offend the ‘es of Pontiac. If a man child, then shall Outanie return to her own peo- ple bearing in her arms as a precious gift a warrior and a prince of Pon- tlac’s line.’ So Outanie got into her canoe and sailed eastward and south- ward and so she came upon a village of the palefaces in the bend af the river bank, There was she sheltered through the snows, and there among the white men was the red child born in the third moon of the freshets. Outanie'’s strength was as nothing against the swollen river, so she came on foot througn the forests, She will sit by Pontiac's fire and ri en tn Peabo long house. I have spoken." ler thin features, her attenua limbs and thi reds of the ‘aser-aidn hunting habit, the tatters of her leg- sings and moccasins, all bore mute witness of the hardships she had un, Clergone. No notice was taken of these, however, Pontjac merely bowed his head gravely as a wign that hi ree satisfied with the explanation ad given. Pressing the child to her Beart one want into his tent, re were deep anxieties and dangers to be faced by Outanie’ ht punishment for her de- knew that the ception would be death and a dis- name among her people Bonorea should the truth ever 3 and there were so Taany woe tk which it might be revealed. But a few of these anxieties pressed upon her for the present, She was anne Ses Pe ne y in the day that i ‘ ling little the promise of ‘The child was called Rushing in the recollectio; freshetee m of the come in a dream and warned her Practise certain rites over him with the rise of every sun, by virtue of which he foretold ‘that the ohild would be a mighty chief and a war leader of many nations. Under cover of the belief thus created, she repaired each Morning to the forest to bathe the Uttle body in a vegetable juice which ghe used to stain its skin. After the first year had gone by a new per- plexity came upon her, The growing locks of the child showed a disposi- tion to curl. She knew that the hair of all her people was straight. Part of her morning's obligation thereafter was to grease the child's hair with bear's fat in order to keep it from curling. By these devices she made her fraud —sucei ‘ul, and Rushing Water, gaining in stature and mus- cular strength with each succeed|: year, assumed. as by right of birth, a leader#hip over the other Indian chil- dren, He was easily first in all their gumes requiring skill and strength. Then on a day in his boyhood came disgrace, CHAPTER Iii. The Lane of Death, N the bight of one of the nu- merous windings of French Creek Pontiac's camp was Pitched. The tepces had been erected in a clearing of irregular out- line some three hundred yards in dia- meter on the crest of a alight emi- nence which deflected the stream from its course. Heavy pines screened it from observation, The slope ran down from the site of the village on rie the northerly aide to an indentation in her the river ‘@inge of which with its heavy afforded an excellent Pa es covert for the canoes of the band. On the opposite side a slight trail wound through the pines to a ford beyond which was a portage much used by the Ottawawas, ‘Through this trafl, as the sun was eetting, there loped into the village three braves of Pontiac's tribe, driv- ing before them a slender Illinois whose arms were bound behind him at wrists and elbows with thongs of deerskin. The captive was a youth ecareely beyond boyhood, but the three dried tufts hanging at his belt indicated that he had attained a warrior’s rank. “What do my sons bring me out of the forest?” asked Pontiac. ‘The oldest of the three hunters an- den, upward sweep of the fire outside illuminated it fully, and each feature seemed to burn itself into the mem- ory of the Iilinois. “Dream face,” the young warrior murmured to himself. Cautiously he shifted bis position until bis ear was at the opening, and then in # low, clear whisper the words came to him: ‘To-morrow you run the ‘lane of death.’ Let my friend listen. The tall pine at the edge of the clearing has new markings—ono large one above a smaller one. From that tree the trail leads through the thicket. Follow it. There is a cance at the ford.” The Illinois nodded hia head to in- dicate that he understood. When he looked again for the face it had gone, Tho eer of the Illinois was tuned for ahe slightest sound, but not a twig snapped. Whoever it was that had unexpectedly given him swered: nd " Ly » Grink and comfort dexterously re- ‘A tree-cat whom we found asleep,” placed the log in its former Position he said. and withdrew in utter silence, The old chief bent one contemptu- ous glance upon the young Illinois, “Tree-cats shouldn't sleep in Pon- tiac’s empire,” he said, The eyes of the captive met those of the old chief without faltering. “These,” he said, with a glunce at the grim trophies at his belt, “are flowers that the Ulinois gathered in Pontiac's empire. The Miinois war- rior has a@ liking for the scalps of Ottawawa dogs, so he came into Pon- tlac’s country for more.” “He hag not paid for those he hae obtained already,” said Pontiac. “His own scalp is too cheap a price, but as it is all he has Pontiac's women shall have to take that from him. The chief turned from the captive to the hunters. “Let him be securely bound,” he said, “and kept under double guard. Let ‘no meat be gti him and no drink, To-morrow shall turn him over to the women and children.” A lovd cry of delight rone from the There was activity among the te- pees at dawn. Preparations for the coming entertainment were soon un- der way. Pine torches were cut, switches and clubs were distribeted among the small girls and boys, and the larger boys were armed with poles, seven or eight feet long, which had been sharpened to a point that was hardened in the name. Still older ys were given tomahawks and nives, and carefully instructed in their use #o that they might cut and tear but atrike no vital spot until the victim had reached the end of the lane. Then they were to full upon him and make an end, The warriore woyld take no active part in the torture, Their duty would simply be to keep the victim ia the lane and prevent his escape. The noon meal had been eaten when one of the braves assembled the wo- men and children for the game. The borders of the path of torture were two lines of women and youngsters, They were so arranged that for the firat hundred yards of the course assembled tribe, The Illinois was groi v7 f° hurled into a rudely constructed hut Gren’ alternated, Mate wanes wolding and Pontiac's dispersed, little pine torches and the children ‘armed Below that stood the older boys armed with their long pointed poles, and below them again stood the youths just below the Warrior's estate, with their knives groups gathering to discuss the enter- with sticks and clu! tain: promised for the morrow. nd be. ‘The fate for which the Illinois had been reserved was the one most cun- ningly devised to try the fortitude of a warrior, Pontlac had decreed that he and tomahawks. A double row of should run the “lane of death,” yet warriors with folded arma was Tined there was no sign of fear on the face outside the active participants and of the captive, who sat on his haunches uarded eac Cy t » te the peers eta e each end of the course. Rushing water had been ausigned a that night as he sat there, bound, he heard a creaking sound. He oe y ED spe. plaee eat iN glanced quickly at the two braves on guard inthe firelight in front of the Yea", Behind him, encroaching upon hut. ‘They sat like stone figures. Be- Montini nk ike a leader of the regi- hind him the slight creaking sound two treah moure oy ita bane pearing continued, Slowly altering his pos. (\, tion, he glanced keenly at the wall of | When this arrangement had been logs behind him. One of the timbers Perfected a fire was lighted and the moved slowly up and then inward. women were directed to ignite their torches by thrusting them into the Tho IMinois let his body recline as it pecking slumber, He felt a slight flame. They did this and resumed thelr places in the line. Then Pontiac touch on his shoulder, As he now faced the opening in the log there Talsed his hand in signa) and the two Was pressed to his lips a gourd of young warriors repaired to the prison water, held in a hand that had been hut, returning with the Illino! thruat in through the opening. The — He was # proud boyish figure as he captive leaned forward cagerly and #tood at the head of the line, h nk to the lust drop. The gourd still bound but hia feet free. Th: withdrawn, tators saw him raise his @; Tho parched throat of the Illinois over the tops of the trees had been relieved, and he listened in- the position of the sun in the h tently for some further sound. Then they yelled with rag At last there was another pressure coolly and contemptuowsly swept his on his arm and something was held eye over the assembled tribe, A second up to his mouth. His keen sense of of deep sllence followed. Then Pontiac #me!}l recognized the odor of dried signalied again and a woman standing deer meat. Eagerly the captive re- bebind the Illinois thrust her burning ceived the food, piece by plece. Fi- torch in between his shoulder blades. nally his hunger was eatisfied and the At the same instant the warriors who hand that fed him was withdrawn, — held him by the arma cut the thongs At the door the warriors on guard that bound his wrists and flung him replenished their fire, which had forward, burned low. Looking up, the captive “Run, eat of tho Ilnols!” they sald. w the new moon appear over a tall Shrili shrieks rose from the nquaws of the clearing. He and children, and the double row of it while it slowly passed cruel, eager faces bent forward. restricted fleld of his vision. The warriors did not join in the wild it vanished when an all but outcry, but stood with their arms Hist!" from behind at- folded in contemptuous silence. tracted his attention. As the turned The urging to speed was not need- arrow trom saw & face gasing ta ot bie. ry fhe vow atcina of cruelty, ey Sooert nor Robert Minor Next Week's Complete Novel in The Eveniag W the Harbor of Love By Ralph Henry Barbour ‘The young warrior singled out heng his head. olf Tooth ta — whose disability had one a ae r4 to the ford, cir canoes on the bank. ‘He was not haw age then!” cried Wolt ruaning forward stepped out Ne uestion, and ter the curious warriora who had taken part in the pursuit falling in behind. “The Rattlesnake has no fresh scalp at hia belt,” he sald quietly, his cold voice clashing on the silence lik: the slither eg a rapler blade on op- Ing steel. PON. fresh scalp hangs at my belt,” the Rattlesnake answered sternly, “but my Lan bar heavy word for the ears ‘ont ‘Lat i) Rattlesnake epeak,” sald chief. Werne Illinois carries the skin of hi skull unbroken because the Ottawawa camp holds a traitor,” said the young warrior. , a we “Can the Rattlesnake same 4 chiet asked, bear my weight. So I refused bas er ’ responded leadership of ihe pursuing party cause I know the fugitive was and the pursuers must be even > awit. ia is not the voice 4 singing bird, but the thing that true, my ‘i te tes Let ag or} ere. 88 waited jus ent ce roving from. teen inscrutable face to another round that im circle, His - on ate ae . out rising, turned the ‘frat ire at his left. “What ten other gravely. ory, welling deep at first the skull of the bear with hawk and wondered if it 8eee Twice I tried it on the ‘k. “That nigbt Pontiac to watch with Rattlesnake at, of ee re that I Lak ad my boat? Illinois broke the fine Rushing led the pursuit. In the neck trail the boy fell; I was Close od and his finger . cit Rooth. ‘Lat the chief behold the ‘All eyes turned on the accused. He looked at the Rattlesnake as if in azoment. anno dares ‘Ws much ® word to - his eyes blazing. me?" he biased. © Ny Ratt voices in A wild the young victim began bis race lore and of torture, His swift glance, had rage ot Oe Wan ot: ce “dream face” twelve-fold ac- picked out the of the preceding night among the tor- mentors, and there was hope in his heart notwithstanding the burn- ing brands that were thrust into his naked flesh, the birchen withes cused that cut into hs shoulders, and the pointed, speariike poles that were thrust into his body. Shriek after shriek accompanied the blows rained upon him, dut they came from the tormentors not the victim, who with eet features and pressed lipa, and limbs that only fal- tered now and again when a blow Eo ce eet te eeu on the following afternoon It was a we band of warriors and sagamores eee ca eects conree Gow Uoee Oho silently seated themeelyes around tac ace of honor, He already could see at the end of 't. re] er A toe Peet of Bence, it the older boys with their naked Op tne tribe. Within the circle stood The shame put uj knives and uplifted” tomahawks, and f them the accused, to bow him down Hi behind them the dark figures of the {Yo eo Ohne other the accuser, den. Only when the massed warriors standing with folded 21 totem had been siven and a low arms. But his quick eye had picked Rattlesnake, (A teen toi nd: before women, did he 1 Out something else. On hie left hand this, as a preliminary to the legal pro- stood UP in- doom, and tho line, Like a snake he turned as ceedings, @ medicine man ade Ot. chet sat on hile en hi “ ™ ” Pontiac signed to Rattlesnake to speak. "Wolf Zooth, terrible vvice, “the i" ng q the Hiimols ole teare the welfs ream, then we found hid. Wolf tears the wo! sor Aa the laurel the canoe in which conseeeee We he had escaped. It had been provia- poaey cat over his prostrate body and made toned for, straight for the note! ine ai 1e fat ealel by tie ence whe at apeaaseate™ athe aroancoment recognized by tl ning the fresh wood under the broken Derk. ¢ deep mgh ran through the assem- had Rushing Water, who stood near the ow let Gray Cloud speak," he the cl dozen braves who had point at which the young Illinois turned, Fas Rusted Ste emg ewes at bay Pr the head of the captive, bui now turned in quick pursuit, and with his followed the Restlonnake ia ore knife in his hand was the first 8 os cant eae bere Be 9 Ms pe Ooek eh tea ahaa is among the laurel at the north of the down which the Illinois had fied. . day before the Illinois There was a deeper note now in the Sen. . pond Y wait uproar, for the warriors had joined their hunting yelp to the hysterical his canoe at the ford at ihe, 906 of there was, silence cil assemble when the sun fa weat on the reerree ae owiy ross from his’ seat and He t. Wolf Tooth per- multted 1 Nimeet woatt 10 be bound and was thrust into nee nee which had shel- in eh ee cael fire was lighted meh do not lie.” ‘The other answered simply: “The words of Wolt true.’ As the weight of the verdict him became more and more the young warrior’s head beat and lower. yn him is outside interposed, but the Mlinols’s clenched fist landed on the throat of the Ottawawa with terrific force and the latter measured his length on the soil, ‘while the fugitive sprang like a down tate) in Uy “The tithe Chief, my father!” he cried. not Wolf Tooth who gave aid te Dunote warrior.” “Hal” exclaimed Pontiac, then?” omen and children. the trail. It was evenin: i = Glove a san ene of Rushing Water him put the bark on the beach and nating Water,” answered came two of the most noted of the through the trees to the doom trite's younger warriors--Wolf Tooth Gray Cloud has spoken.’ and Red ttlesnake, and behind ke ee ssater warrior, The brave indicated rose, and, real St the tral oai, be head of t! i + Sree tree that shows where the ne to the ford ine te twice if rooth cut the bark. Tew bier Wolt cut the 6 strike the tree with his tomahawk. I have spoken.” edhe witness resumed his place oe Rattlesnake again them streamed the whole band of warriors mad with an unsated biood- thirst. For a minute Rushing Water ke: close to the heels of the fleeing Iili- nois, but as they reached nerrow- ent part of the trail the boy etum- bled and fell, and Wolf Tooth, trip- ing on his prostrate body, lurched eadiong to the earth. Inetantly half @ dozen headlong warri heaped themselves upon these tw A ‘The first to extract himself was young Wolf Tooth who, although his ankle had been sprained, resumed the pursuit, The accident had saved the fugitive, however, The fact that the Ottawawas had laid aside their rifles and were armed only with their tomahawke gave him en added ad- vantage. le ‘ol un- harmed, and forning with a Joud returned and told me it was nothi: whoop of defiance, shook his fist at but the shifting of the Fon the his advancing pursuers. An inatant roune, Pontiac knows that Wolf later he had selsed the paddle of the Tooth was stationed at @ point near cance and was sweeping down the where the captive broke from the stream, while the baffled Ottawawas iim Ab ee eee ae the Srey creed om reac! head peresched thelr impotent anger from 1 tts, Win pursuit. “All know that Be fell and blocked the trail, thus giving ube ner time to get to the beach. All know that he refused the leader- ship of the pursuing party. He walks all right now, chief of the Ottawawas! What say you, my brothers of this househol tribe spellbound. if an fey wind had row. His face was of anger was tribe, but the chief atilled ét. the other. ing ni we heard a slight noise and Wolf Tooth went to the door and inquired. CHAPTER Iv. The Trail. T TERING short guttural cries of angry disapointment, the Ottawawa warriors surged back to the brow of the hill where their chief sat await- ing their return. The look on their faces and the snarl in their voices apprised him that they had been un- successful. He wasted no word in question, but his long arm snapped out toward the north, the index Anger extended, “The boats, quick!” he com- manded, “Let a dozen of the swiftest With the paddle make pursult. You, Wolf Tooth, shal) lead!" as “An enemy of our tribe who has pause, the scalps of our ple brought down to our valage, je sleeps under the guard of one who epeaks to him privately. He is allowed to escape through the weakness of a warrior of this tribe, He speede straight for the hidden trail, guided by the scars on the pine which the same warrior had cut with hia tomahawk, The pursuit is impeded by the same warrior. Bid- den to hunt and to the same warrior pleads injury. At the foot of the tran the captive finds the i ee: dae ~ m