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ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. ~73 a than a mile anda half,” observed the professor, cheer- ully. ‘“Yes,” assented the hunter; ‘‘an’ them boots won’t be worth much ‘to whoever. robs the body. Why, darn vour old magnet, professor! My knife and pistol are tryin’ to jump out of my belt to freeze to it.” This last exclamation was caused by old Max dragging up the magnet, with all its appurtenances. ‘You will find a heavy crowbar lying at your feet,’ said the other, calmly. ‘‘Apply that to the poles of the magnet, and it will so appropriate its attractive power as to preclude its inconveniencing us. It was in that way, if you remem- ber, that I nullified its influence when I first placed it in the balloon.” | : Sam did as he was instructed. ‘The crowbar flew up against the magnet with a sharp clang, and then they pro- ceeded, not without considerable difficulty in detaching the various articles still adhering to it. «Six guns in pretty good condition,” inventoried Sam, nine hunting knives, a trifle rusty, twelve tomahawks, and a powder-flask, without mentionin’ one stew-pan an’ a hand- ful of shoe-nails. Rather good fora single haul, if I say it as oughtn’t to.” “Yes,” said the professor, reflectively; ‘‘but we’ve de- voted too much time to scientific experiments—useful as they may stand the world in the future—and should now think about business. Suppose Fayaway begins to pump the heathen woman for information. Ah, this experiment of the magnet reminds me ofa range of mountains com- posed entirely of loadstone which I encountered in crossing the icy barriers of the great Antarctic Ocean in the year 1824. You see, my boy i te «That fascinatin’ history will keep till we git down, pro- fessor,’ interrupted Sam. ‘‘Give Fayaway a chance to talk with the squaw.” So great was the terror of the Indian woman at her posi- tion that it was some time before Fayaway could get any- thing outof her. At last, however, she succeeded in con- vincing her that, though the Booglebooby was a super- natural machine, and the White Hermit one of the princi- pal agents of the powers of darkness, she, Fayaway, and Sam were merely mortals on intimate relations with him, and that noharm would come to herif she would frankly (ele) Ecomicbooks