Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 8: what you’re looking at

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SS See She os Se TR Re = THE BOKDEK FOSS. _ “You made the red-skins pay dearly for the night's work, T have heard.” a I followed them, George, ani] not one of the party cross- ed the Ohio again; but that did not settle the account, All the lives in their tribe would not satisfy me for the loss of Mary. Iam adding to the account now and then, but it will never be closed while I live.” : “Tt is getting so dark, Walter, that we must select a place to camp. Did you ever know of such darkness before ?” “ Never, until last night. It was dark enough then— blacker than a wolf's throat. It seemed to me that I might cut out the chunks of darkness with my knife and carry them.” “T believe this night will be darker, Walter, if that is pos- - sible.” “T have no doubt of it. ‘There will not be a particle of light from above, and the darkness seems to rise out of the earth like a mist. The air is dull, heavy, and very oppres- sive. Jt is likely that we will have a terrible storm before. long, for such thick darkness, and such a murky condition of the air, are unnatural, and nature will make a strong effort to rid herself of such incumbrances.” “T would welcome any thing that would dispel this heavy darkness, We can go no further to-night. Where shall we camp, Walter ?” . . “Near the river, of course. We must have water for our horses. We are on Simon Atlee’s land, and I judge we are not far from his house. We might reach it, I suppose, but | you would not like to pass the night there.” g “No, indeed. I never want to go where I am not entirely ~ _ * “welcome, and you may be sure that I would not enter the” house of my father’s bitterest enemy.” * And yet you love his daughter, if reports are true.” - “JT do, Walter, and am not ashamed to confess it, for Kate is a splendid girl. She is as good as she is beautiful, and I wish I could marry her, and thus put an end to the trouble - between our families. But her father hates every one of the - name of Ryeburn, and of course I can have no hope of gain- ing his consent. I am afraid, Walter— but you won't oo wy thing about it, will you ?” ~ ot - ~ oe be — er ema ® ° : Ses Whhige t- one se —_ fp ee Oe a ee hs a os