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THE HOSTAGE. 85 lifted her from the ground and bore her forcible down to the river’s brink, and soon the dash of oars through the water told her that all hope of rescue was gone. The dreadful conflict closed with the capture of Black Dick, who, with arms closely pinioned, was driven before the | troops, he and his men receiving many a hard prick from the bayonets of the captors, They soon encountered the two young colonels, Montagnie and Vinton, with Mr. De Witt, for the news of the contest had spread, and the return of the horses riderless had carried dismay to more than one heart. Galloping up to the Bald Eagle, wild and eager inquiries passed from mouth to mouth, Which were answered by the appearance of Katrina and Mequa, consternation depicted in every form of face and atti- tude. “My sister! my sister !” exclaimed Montagnie. The Bald Eagle darted down the bank; unmoored his canoe, divining at once the nature of the disappearance of the maiden, and with heavy strokes descended the stream. The capture had been so recent, that the chief soon discovered the object of his pursuit descending the stream, clinging so closely to the bank that the boat was nearly lost amidst its shadows; but nothing cculd resist the impetuosity of the strong arm of the Bald Eagle, whose canoe cut the waters with the speed of the race-horse. } “ Hold, or thy days are numbered,” he shouted nearing the boat. The wretch lifted a knife over the head of Blanche: “One stroke more, and I bury this in her breast.” Ramapaugh folded his arms; it was Robert, the younger brother of Dick, who controlled the fate of Blanche: “What is the will of the white man ?’ demanded the chief. “JT hold this girl as a hostage for my brother,” “Release her, and I will release the Black Panther.” “Washington will not yield him up; a price is upon his head and death only before him. He. shall not die unavenged, While there is a drop of blood in my veins.” “The maiden has not harmed the Black Panther ; why Slay the wood pigeon to avenge the blood of the wolf?” “T tell you, Ramapaugh, when Dick dies, blood shall be ... conicloooks.com