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26 SALOUEH, THE CUEROKEE. A change quickly came over the countenance of Salouch. His face grew lip trembled, and he hung his head dlejectedly. a “ Forgotten her!” he exclaimed. “I can never forget her. She is always with me. I see her with the inside eye, but I can never touch her, and she will never speak tome. The heart of Saloueh is sad, and he will never We satisfied with any thing until he can find the White Rose.” . “Where is she? “What became of her? Why did you not keep her when you had her?” “J do not know how I lost her. I left her in charge of two of my warriors, and thought that she was safe; bnt, when I came to inquire for her, she was gone, and they could tell me nothing about her. They said she must be a spirit, or that she had been taken away by the Great Spirit, for they had not slept, and she could not have gone in her own form, or by mortal aid, without being seen by them, for they kept ‘strict watch.” - “It is very strange. Was there no trail ?” “ Nothing of the kind. There was not a track, nor any mark to show in what way she had gone. I searched for her. “tt wer er, not hve eat of et. and since then TI have her, nor have I heard of her.” — 3 Perhape the wartirs llpel her to escape, or sured her to do so.” Fie: Geeta i tt i ile te, ys « “Tt is impossible. wera tee wwe Fi trust you. They have never. to me.” ‘“‘ Perhaps she slipped away unscen, and went back to her own people.” . “She could not have gone away without leaving some sign »”y which she could be traced. Besides, she is not among the 3 , EES know ?” “The White Rose is very beautiful, and I could not help men gpak ther. The Inge of psa an ofa would speak of her. I have inquired of prisoners, and of s other English whom I have met, but they know nothing of Mive if she is not dead.” * conniclooolks.conn her. They say that her father and ac conaraiee +