Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 89 of 92
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 135: The Cherokee Chief — page 89: what you’re looking at
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— A HAND-TO-HAND ENCOUNTER. 01 \ey “ Merciful God !’ she exclaimed, “I can not be mistaken. I _ see Warren Stafford and my brother!” “ They are looking about, asif searching for a path. Shall” I go and meet them ?” “ No, Tellikee. It is not-worth while.. Hand me a green branch, and I will wave to them.” The young Indian gaye her a branch, which she waved un- til she attracted the attention of those below. “They have seen me, and are coming up the hill,” said slie. “Come back !” exclaimed Tellikee, whose-qnick eye had caught sight of something else. “Come inside the wall, both - of you, for there are enemies about !” Hetty looked to the right, and saw several Indians on the narrow part of the ledge, and among them she recognized the well-known and dreaded formof Saloueh. Withashriek,she - threw down the branch, and hastily followed Moawee into the — inclosure. - After a few moments, Hetty, trembling with fear and anx- , ety, was clasped in the arms of her lover. The next mo- ment Catamarra and Attakulla were at her side. od 8 pee eae thane te 5 but Saloueh and up almost as soon as the others, and Matthew ne last of the Englishmen, was too late to she reached the gate. bMpelied to close the barricade and seize rifle, “sling ® Auakull and the others for assist- ; ‘ “- cet aanons: of the reach of the ee were lef grappled in al 6 eo Rout. pe els hat his life was staked agains of. “Th were clinched so — that tes could nt - comicbooks, com