Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 84 of 92
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 135: The Cherokee Chief — page 84: what you’re looking at
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- . hand of Saloueh was raised, grasping his tomahaw 86 SALOUEH, THE CHEROKEE. 2 “You shall repent of this.” ie, “You will not live long enough to make me ny ges of it.” “ What do you mean? Have you brought me here to mur- der me ?” “Why should I not? You have plotted to-marder me.” “Who says so?” = “ Last night you tried to persuade Fiftoe to Kill me you might take the White Rose, You have deceived have lied to me, and you must die, Latinac.” The Frenchman quailed before the flerce @ looks of the young chief. He was unarmed, wh Saloueh and their companions held their rc in their. hands. The force was too great for him to ve to oppose it, and he thought only of flight; but tha hopeless. He turned, and ran actoss "e plateau, “ - right a yell the chief hurled the shining weapom ~It whizzed in circles through the air, and its sharp edge sunk into 4he brain of the fugitive just as he reached the brink of the preci- pice. At the same moment a bullet from Fiftoe’s rifle passed. through his body, . 4 Gap Basnchimen suttered his ‘death-ery,''ab HUH over the - _ ledge, and was dashed to pieces on the rocks “ He deserved to die, whether he lied or not,” said Salouch, as he took the hatchet which an Indian brought back to him. “If the White Rose was in that lodge he has taken her away or has frightened her away.” “That was the lodge of Tellikee, the son 1 of Attakulla” said: one of the warriors. “I know where to find him.” “You do? Why did you not tell me so before?” ~ As the warrior knew nothing about the White Rose, and did not know for whom the chief had been pcerclane, his answer Was easy and satisfactory. “Lead the way, and take us to Tellikee,” onda’ Saloueh. “Somebody has been here before us, and we have no time to -lose.” The man hastened to obey, and the party padbetia’ as comicbooks: com | + , ;