Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 41 of 92
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 135: The Cherokee Chief — page 41: what you’re looking at
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A STRAY FRENCHMAN. 48 haying been separated from ‘my companions, I happened to meet with ‘my young brother, Tellikee, the son of my old friend, Attakulls, Learning that Thad gone astray; he offered me his guidance and the shelter of his lodge, and invited me to dine with him. Both offers were gratefully accepted, and I would have been. still more delighted, if I ad known T Was to be favored with the presence of the beautiful daughter of Attakulla. I make my salutations to her, and trust that she will welcome me, although this may be the’first time that “The Frenchman is welcome,” coldly replied Moawee, “ if “How could it be otherwise? The wise ‘old chief) *your father, knows me well>and be knows that Latinac is a friend to his nation. How cotild Pbe otherwise than a friend to is Charming daughter as well as to himself But who is’ this?” ‘continued tlie Frenchman; cliangi the English language, and looking with wndisgnised ration at the blue eyes and clear complexion of What fair flower of the settlements is tiie that ha: kee, surely, atid by her-looks I should jadge in tie Stic) the Rogtish race”: - 2 > sete oil! £0 eet er Stet ae “ She is a captive who tak gent ot ago,” replied Moawee. ‘ Attakulla has ‘adopted her, and’ she” « “the White Rose of” the! Saluda,” said “Telit «Fas say brother never heard’of hier? She is’ more he fel than ihe: ied; “er yee aver tier (hi ee auieg™ Ua, aind her Lair is brighter than the'brown tassels of thie maize. ; vs My young brother: ts! enthusiastic ; he "18 -w'poet,” etd tar te Sjtton: with’ the charms’of this lily with the! azure ‘ é . \" Us i eyes, If he has looked upon her with love, it ‘is viseleas for for her. I lave, indeed, heard of the’ White | Tibet ate, but this is the first time that fortune has” agent” “nis @péeeh “to > . * fayored me with 8 sight of hér, I have ofteh heard her’ Deauty spoken of im the highest terms by Saloweh, the brave ‘anxious; I’ believe, to” young warrior of eee oe, he aie mm s0 ote . Sioa’