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OUT OF PRISON. 75 How did you get here? But I need not ask, for you have such a sword and spear ag my jailers~carry. Is it possible that you are one of them ?” “Entirely impossible, Miss Fanny. You need have no oar, for I have come to save you.” “To save me! Cun this be true, oram I dreaming again ? I dreamed that I was about to die a most miserable death—to be slain in cold blood upon a pagan altar—to be shamefully sacrificed by idolators,” “J know it. I haye heard the horrible story, and I have been nearly crazed with fear that I would be unable to save you from such a fate. It is through the providence of God that [am here now, Come with me, for I can at least take you from this place ' : “ How has this happened? I can hardly trust my senses, How is it that you.are here ?” “It is a long story, and I can not tell you now; neither can I ask how it is that you happen to be in such a predica- ment. I have practiced an imposition upon my Indian jailers, and I fear that it;will soon be discovered, and then they will seek for me to imprison me again.” | “ My father is here. I was captured with him. We must not leave him to perish.” | “Where is te? How can I reach him ?” “T do not know.” | “ Neither do I, and I can not search for him now, or take any risks, for there is no time to be lost, if you are to be suved. You must trust entirely to me, and I will do my best to serve you. I must first see that you are in a place of safe- ty, and then I will endeayor to release your father,” Fanny was ready, for she had no preparations to make. She took a last look at her prison-room, and gladly followed the young man, who led her out into the corridor, moving ag silently as. possible. No person was to be seen about the building, and they safely reached the passage to the outer air which he had discovered, crept through it, and were soon ensconced within the walls of the ruined pivraeanes or the mound. ; ecomicloooks.com /