Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 95: what you’re looking at

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THE FUGITIVES. . 97 '-distance at the right of their course, Will Atlee running to- ward them at the top of hisspeed. He had lost his feathers and paint in swimming the river, and he was closely pursred by a tall savage, who was gaining on him rapidly. Martha Garnet, with a scream, rushed toward the fugitive, and George Ryeburn drew up his gun, just as young Atlee stumbled and fell, and the Indian fell upon him, brandishing a knife, which he was prepared to plunge into the heart of the fallen man. Before the knife could descend, Martha Garnet dealt the savage a blow on the head with her tomahawk that cleft his skull, and Will sprung to his feet, surprised to see how and by whom he had been rescued. “ Did you do that ?” he asked, looking at the girl, who stood paralyzed by the sight of her dee’. “Are you here, George Ryeburn ?” a “ Yes, Will Atlee, I am here, taking care of your brother and cousin, who have been nearly murdered by the Indians, — Did you come from my father’s house ud S “ Yes,” stammered the young man. “I know what you went there for, I know all about it. ‘ Tell me whether my father has been hurt, or any of the | family.” : “ None of them had been hurt when I left there, and I reckon they are all-safe, Look here, George Ryebora ; you may just take your rifle and shoot me down. I haven t done . en harm, I believe, but I meant to, and you have a right ~* to shoot me. Neither I nor pies else can object to it, be- ~ eit, Iam ready.” ay er cata the humor for shooting you, though you have ” replied Ryeburn. “ There bas been attempted a great wrong, Tep y' vou had Gelder enough blood spilt since last evening. 0 ot ioe home now, with your cousin, and I advise ne oe fi ct - for a while, as some others may not be wi Mae an tet > alone. It was a great mercy that your own ™m Ash Mae - murdered by the Indians, when you were trying ; —* - a » Thank you ; I will go,” answered the humbled” 799%8 a “ Martha. : man. Come, Will ?” asked eA ee Si oue Yah on t ~ oe " | s 2 ;' Masts “Ts uncle Simon alive, * = Comichooks.com| ¢ = ° <=. 2 “ : ° —