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HARRISON'S INCANTATION, Arg Harrison bent over and whispered to Lewis. He rose and — went out, and the General again addressed the Prophet. ) “ My brother shall see what power I have,” said he, rising. He took a bayonet and drew a circle on the ground, waved his arms over his head, and mumbled some words of pretended incantation, At the same time the curtain at the back of the tent was lifted, and the Indians saw Captain Wilson standing bound to a tree in full view. There was a movement of sur- prise among them, and they looked at one another in bewilder- ment. - The curtain descended, and Harrison gravely resumed his seat. a ‘What says my brother the Prophet, and the chiefs of the Shawnees ?” | “Ha!” said the Prophet. “ My brother is great medicine. This is the man who came to us. Does my father know his name? . The Indians would like to hear it.” “The Indians call him the ‘Charmed Tongue,’ but the white men call him Captain Wilson.” There was another surprised movement on the part of the chiefs, the prophet alone remaining immovable. He knew that there was no jugglery in this, and that, in some way, Har- rison had seized the agent. Always ready to kick down the ladder which had aided him, the Indian at once laid all the blame upon the shoulders of the unlucky captain. “Charmed Tongue very bad,” he said. “ He speaks, and the Indians listen. I am glad my father has found him out. He will trouble the Indians no more. Will my father light a fire for him and burn him, to-day or to-morrow? The In- dians would like to see him die.” . | “No,” said Harrison. “ White men do not seek such ven- geance as this. They will put the white man in prison, where he can do no harm, and when the war is over, they will let him go free.” The Indians nodded gravely. aa “ My brother is very right. Why should they burn the. Charmed Tongue? It is not their way. But the Indians like a great light and the cry of the warrior at the stake, Give him to the Shawnees; they will prove that they love - their white brothers well. Zhey will burn the Charmed Tongue.” : gue comicbooks.conr