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ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. 221 change seemed to have invested Big Horn during that long and lonely ride. There wasa quiet dignity about him which he had never displayed before, and his language was no longer uncouth, but respectable and well chosen. He suddenly snatched off his cap, placed his rugged face close to the renegade’s and exclaimed in a low, deep voice: ‘Robert Scarlet, is it possible you don’t recognize me?” *The other shook his head doubtingly. _ *T know you as my enemy—as one whom I had great cause to fear,” was the reply. ‘‘But that, is all.” ‘“‘Have the scars of battle and the impress of a savage life, then, left no vestige of the once comely features of him whom you once called.a friend in Montreal in the old days?” said Big Horn, bitterly. ‘‘Of him you so cruelly betrayed, whom you robbed of the only woman’s heart that ever throbbed in unison with his?” Scarlet turned deathly pale, and started back as if he had received a blow. ‘Great Heaven! Roger Blake! is it possible?” he gasped, with a shudder. He sat backin his seat, completely overcome. Big Horn regarded him for some moments with a terrible smile; but his voice was not so harsh when he spoke again. ‘‘Robert Scarlet,” said he, ‘‘that’s over and done. Let by-gones be by-gones.” ; ‘“You don’t mean to say that you forgive me?” said Scar- let, incredulously. ‘Be that-as it may, I have long had in my mind the mode of punishing you; for, in spite of your falsenessto me, I have respected the devotion with which you have sought for your captive mother; and [I’ve also had reason to believe that you’re not altogether sane; at least you were not wholly responsible for what you have done.” At the mention of his mother’s name, the renegade had dropped his face in his hands with a hollow groan. ‘Robert Scarlet,” went on the hunter, ‘‘years ago I res- cued your poor mother from the hands of the northern Blackfeet; she’s been in my keeping ever since—she is in my keeping now.” The renegade’s face was terrible to behold, as he sprang to his feet. ‘‘What!” he almost screamed. ‘‘You mean to say that GComicbooks con