Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 30: what you’re looking at

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32 TIM, THH SCOUT. The Prophet looked pleased. He did not like to have too many let into the secret of theif plans, which, as yet, were not known outside the council of chiefs in each nation. The braves knew that some great work was on hand, and that they were expected to have their arms prepared ; but, beyond that, they knew nothing. Ee This was the Work of the Prophew- He realized that se- crecy was the life of any such undertaking, and had taken great pains to keep the scheme from the common rabble, who would be apt to tell it to others.” “There ate many white men living in the indian country,” said Wilson. ‘ What will be done with them ?” “ They shall feel the sharp edge of the ax,” said the Indian, sternly. “There is one family I should like to save. Have I done any thing for the Indians ?”’ “The Shawnees love their brother. He has whispered in the ear of the English war-chief, and he is coming to help the Indians. What does my brother want ?” “There is a man who lives by Tippecanoe who is called the ‘Open Hand.’ ” “Tt is true. I know him. He is a good man, but the blood of an accursed race runs in his veins. Lint him die with the rest.” “But hear me. I do not wish him to die. I wish to save him and his family.” “ My brother asks a great deal, but it shall be done. But they Catt not stay in the Indian eter He must 60 away.” ‘ “ Feshall do so.” aa “ There will be time for that.: Tell him to take his dattyh- ter, whom the Indians name Sunbeam, and leave the Indian country, or the Shawhees will take his scalp. Do not tell this to the chiefs. Some of them would like thé Sunbeam to come into their lodge, to keep the lodge-fire bright.” “The painted haythen !” muttered Tim. The Prophet looked at him. “Did my brother speak ?” he inquired, in very bad Eng- lish. “ Niver a word,” said Tim. ~~» CONMMEDOOKS COM %