Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 69 of 99
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THE JEALOUS SAVAGE. 71 and, after a few futile efforts which aggravated the pains he already endured, the sufferer desisted, looking anxiously for any passer-by to whom he might call for assistance. The place where he had fallen was the least frequented of ‘ny portion of the enclosure, and it seemed now that no kindly helper would ever again pass that way. He would have called for assistance, but could not. Of one thing he was-tolerably certain; the town still re- Mained in the hands of the Mohegans, and the fighting had Ceased, for not a single musket-shot had he heard in all the long time he had been there so anxiously waiting. Probably the time was not so very long, in reality, since each moment of pain and suspense seems in itself an age. Finally the young man’s heart beat again, more relieved, 48 he heard steps, and saw a single Indian approaching. Now he should find relief! The Mohegan was passing by at a little distance, scarcely regarding the pile of dead bodies beside him, when Archibald called his attention in that direc- tion, ; “ Help me!” he said, seeing that the other would pass by. The Indian paused, as the fuint tones reached his ears, and turned in the direction whence he came. He stopped on see- ing the white man with his strange load, and stood regarding him for some time in silence. | ¥ “Move this body, so that I can breathe,” said Turner, thinking that he was not comprehended. The Indian glanced quickly around, and then moved up nearer to the fallen white man, dropping upon one knee ag he did so. One hand rested upon a knife in his belt, and q-- baleful light shone in his glittering eye. | For a moment Archibald was somewhat frightened, think- ing a disguised Narragansett had gained the town, and wag about to kill him. But a second look gave evidence that he Was mistaken, for the person before him was a Mohegan whom he recollected often to have seen about the town.: And another fact he recollected: that the same Indian had always Seemed to regard him with peculiar feelings, whether of Jealousy or hatred he could not say. But he had no idea that the Savage would take advantage of his present helpless State. The Indian was just within reach of the white man, : comicloooks. con -