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“A JOYFUL @REETING. , rc Dave Connor joined him, and they rode away together. I left about the same time, and on the road passed seven Mo- hawks, who were resting on the bank of the river, not two miles from Connor’s house. Connor is the young man who told us you were taken.” “T know, I know. You saw these Indians near Connor’s house, you say. What were they doing there? Was Guy Johnson with them ?” “They were sitting on the bank under the trees. Johnson was not with them, then; but two horses were tied near by, which I could swear were those ridden by Guy and his friend David Connor.” _ “T must go, then. Oh, if any thing Aas happened while I have been dling here! Guy Johnson has no right there. [ must go.” . He was in his saddle as he spoke, but Russell stopped him. “ What is it?” he said. “Can I aid you, Edgar ?” “No, William. Go about your duty. I must be alone in what I have to do.” They shook hands and separated, riding in different direc- tiuns. Edgar spurred the black mare to her best speed, and pefore long -came in sight of the house of Connor. An in- definable sense of fear fell upon him. He saw that all was quiet about the place, and rode into the yard. Dick was standing near the door, superintending the saddling of his horse. He turned at the sound of hoofs, and held out both hands, uttering a shout of joy. “JTt’s the captain, hurrah! Hi, John, come out here.” John came out, manifesting his joy in a more quiet way > than his brother, and shaking hands cordially. “ How did you escape from the hands of the Philistines?” asked Dick. ae - Edgar explained his escape. : “Good. So, while we were raising the hothends of this section to rescue you, old Sampson Sammons beats us all. Miriam will be glad to hear this news.” “Shame upon me, that I have not soc er asked after her. How is Miss Miriam ?” “Well in body. Your capture has caused her great un Casiness of mind, however, as indeed it did to us all. We conmiclbooks.conn