Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 76: what you’re looking at

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78 TIM, THE, SCOUT. “Our great father at Washington wishes to see him,” said Harrison, who could hardly forbear a smile at this mod- est request. “He must go to him, It is well that he should,” “Tet it Be so. But my father has not, said that he will go away and take his blue-coats out of the ‘Indian country. We do not feel safe while he stays with so many warriors. If my brother likes to come with a few men, he will be very wel- come in the Shawnee lodges, But they haye not food enough for so many.” ee 2 “Let not the Prophet fear. The blue-coats will not ask food of the Indians. They have enough of their own. They brought it in wagons from the great towns, because they were afraid they would have to stay here and fight, their brothers, the Indians. This made them, very sad, and they were sorry to do it; but they did it for all that.” 5 They will not have to fight the Shawnees. Then they will go away.” “We wish to be sure that the Shawnees are really our friends. Once there came a General* into this country. The chiefs came to him with lies in their mouths and hatred in their hearts. They said they loved the white men, And when they had lulled him to sleep with their lies, they de- stroyed him and his army.” “This was bad,” said. the Prophet, conscious that he was thinking of doing the same thing. “Let my brother camp here and he shall see that the Shawnees are friendly. . Does Harrison wish to see Tecumseh ?” “Yes; Tecumseh is the friend of the English. He hates. the blue-coats. But he is chief of the Shawnee nation. We will wait, here until we see him.” “Tg there any thing we can do for the army. of our bro- ther ?” “ Nothing.” | “The Indians would be very glad. if they could. do some- thing for their white brothers.” Harrison thanked him, and the deputation of chiefs slowly took their way out of the camp, and returned to the Andie) town. Harrison looked around him and said: * Harmer, ha . COMmMICMIOOKXS {COR