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- Moawee, and would shut me up in his STILL ANOTHER 8UITOR. 53 “You are greatly mistaken, and you have. no. cause. to trouble yourself,” replied Hetty. “I love the Frenchman no better than I love you, Tellikee, and not nearly as well, for yeu are the brother of: Moawee and my yery good friend, while the Frenchman is a stranger, and I am afraid of him, I wish that he would never come here any more, that I could never see him “Tf the White Rose does not love that bird with the fine feathers, why does she make her voice so sweet when she speaks to him? Why does she tell him so many pleasant things, and send him away smiling? She never coos like that in the ear of Tellikee, and never makes him glad with such good words.” “Tt is because I am afraid of him that I speak to him in that way—not because I love him.” ket “ellikee must make the White Rose so that abe: may speak pleasantly to him. Why is sheafraid rench- man? Tellikee will not let him hurt her.” = taste “You could not prevent it, if he should choose do it. _ He is a friend of Saloueh, and sees him often. If he should: ik ah ne ag pag Pan gts ler this place, the young chief would Bes ) be very unhappy.” ee would not let him take away the White Rose.” - ~~ You could not help it. I was his prisoner, and he has a ent to claim me, according to Che Se Ae eT kees.” pee 7 © Flow did you get away from him?” _ How did yor care of two of his wartiors, while he went, jook after my father and my mother, though I sae edie bal both been murdered. It was near the river that he left me, among the trees, and the warriors al- lapel me, by ae about, although. they Kept a. wate upon , a caye,.or hole in eae caeci>. vered explored a long time Ml aio a aivver by bushes, so that it was not easy to be i ABD, and I had only stumbled upon it by aceident. I us an 5 or, & thas eg slipped through, the bushes, down into the 5 d, at a moment when the Indians were comicbooks: com -