The Mohegan Maiden — page 43: what you’re looking at

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A STARTLING. DISCOVERY. 45 young Indian’s blood was up, and in the flush of such un- qualified victory, it would be perfectly useless to argue with him. He tore away the coveted trophy, and then the twain exchanged congratulations again. OF; Young Turner had lost all thoughts of dinner, and merely Stopping long enough to drink from the spring, the two fast friends set out again. They proceeded with caution now, since it was evident that the forest abounded with Narragansetts, despite their defeat at Hadley. “T hope we'll not fall in with any big body of them,” re- Marked Archibald. “If they should get hold of us, there Would be too many old scores for them to settle.” - “Not many Nar’gansett,” returned+ Christian. “Here few —there few. Most all gone home to look after squaws.” “I hope so, and hope they will be wise enough to stay there,” responded Archibald., “Ihave no desire to kill them or be killed by them. They need not fear that the settlers Will encourage any one in trespassing upon their rights, and all their resistance will, of course, be useless. True, they May kill some of us, but the end will be destruction to them- Selves,” Archibald was suddenly arrested in his talk, by a grasp "pon hisarm. “What is it, Christian?” he whispered. “ Nar’gansett !” “ Where are they ?” “There !” The pair had stopped upon a level section of forest, and ® little distance in advance of them was a perpendicular de- Scent of several feet. Here the ground stretched away again ‘2 another plateau. Toward this the gaze of the Mohegan Was directed, Archibald still failing to descry signs of the N arragansetts’ Presence, Christian led the way toward the abrupt precipice, — Abundant sounds from beneath, gave evidence of the presence of foes, r Archibald hung back as though loth to encounter the danger from which he had once been delivered within an hour, and would have refused to draw any nearer, had not Chris-. tian whispered in his ear, “Um got pale face; goin’ to burn him!” comicbooks.con