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cee CHAPTER XXIX. AN UNPLEASANT AWAKENING. | a It generally takes a man some time to get his thoughts — S and recollections into lucid shape when he comes back — ~~ to consciousness after a period of insensibility. It was 80 with Linn when he wakened to find himself, much to us his surprise, still in the land of the living. On first opening his eyes he believed it to be all a _ dream, and even when he was convinced otherwise, he was still too dazed and weak to POriprenene: what it |) meant. | - He was lying on a rude litter, with his head slightly — — elevated on a pillow fashioned out of a bunch of grass. 4 He was in his stocking feet, trousers, and blue flannel | 4 ie, shirt ; his boots and jacket were missing. ee The litter was made of boughs fastened together with ee ona of hide, and it was being borne along with a rapid but easy motion by four stalwart Sioux warriors, each of whom held a corner. In frént were a score of _ braves, some on foot, and some on ponies, and Linn — _ knew by the sound that more Indians were followings behind. a _ The party was pushing on steadily and swiftly, as _ though fearing. pursuit, and at present the course was _ through a lonely mountain defile. To right and left of y the narrow trail towered pine-clad hills and precipitous ee ae Ete Louse straight overhead ngs i 4 7a) : 4 ‘ ¢ ; ii : » LS a + oe - PT. es. > OR a ee 2 ve i me Sy Lee eae 5. apts ae ie Ser ne