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re 5 we * 1. es s ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. 79 aloft and waved her hands, as though to encourage the at- tempt to rescue her. . | : Fayaway looked over, and assoon as she descried her be- loved benefactress, set up a scream of delight. ‘‘Prairie Blossom! Prairie Blossom!” she cried, clapping her hands; and an answering cry from below told her that she was recognized. ‘‘Hooray!” shouted Sam. ‘‘Let’s pounce right down on ?em an’ start the fight. All these Injun guns we captured are loaded, an’ we ourselves are well armed. What d’yesay, ° old man?” “It is worth trying, my son,” responded the professor, seizing the throttle-valve.” “Here, Fayaway,” said Sam, ‘‘take one of these shootin’ irons, and do your best when the time comes. By Jove! you are alittle trump!” he added, admiringly, as the young girl began te open hostilities by hurling the Indian stew- pan at the horsemen’s naeads. And at this moment there was .a shot, and a bullet whistled uncomfortably close to their ears. ‘he strange battle had already opened. : —— ee ee = CHAPTER X. THE FIGHT FOR THE PRAIRIE BLOSSOM. . - The skirmish hot, the ringing shot, The glitter of steel to steel, The shriek, the shout, the hurried rout As the ranks of the redskins reel! And over all, from its thunder-car, The Wind-Ghost flaunting its pennants afar. As the balloon came swooping down upon the enemy, Firefoot was observed to seize his captive’s bridle-rein, and hurry her away into a shallow ravine, thickly overgrown with firs and beeches, whence he speedily made his reap- pearance to join in the singular combat that had now com- menced. | ; The occupants of the car had left the savages little time to recover from their confusion. As they neared the ground Fayaway and Sam snatched | up rifle after rifle from those that had been ‘magnetized, Gomichoo ‘S ‘co