Beadle's Dime Novels No. 142: The Sagamore of Saco — page 70: what you’re looking at

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yy THE SAGAMORE O¥- SACO. - One look more! There, throned in the center of the crystal, was a miniature image of Hope! He fel] headlong to the earth, he knew not how or why; a feeling of exultation—a something by which he felt as if all sense of weight, of obstacle had been removed. It was but a moment, and the same cold, bony hand wrenched the crystal from his grasp, and was no more seen. The impression, whatever it might be, remained, and without trying to account for what he had seen, a new and abiding con- viction that he should once more behold the dear object of his lifelong thoughts took possession of his soul, He returned to the camp, buoyed up by brighter thoughts than he had experi- enced for long and dreary years. | It is well known that the images to be read in the “crystal stone” was 4 popular belief with the Indians, though only a few persons were gifted with power of sight. They believed the magician must be originally endowed with the power of ah vecoe = and he must educate and develop this power by a ong course of fasting and incantation. They believed, ’ that a person upon whom had fallen any great calamity became spontaneously endowed with this gift. "The mad-dog stone is a different species, used medicinally for ‘the cure of hydropbobia, and the bite of venomous serpents. This latter is of oriental _—— The sagamore would gladly have left all, and followed the oracle of the wizard, traveling toward the rising sun, where he now felt sure he should find Hope; but, as chief of*the tribe he could not cast off the duties it involved, or forget the grave decorums of the office. He must await the return of*the scout, and then follow the Terrentines and Androscoggins to their villages or hunting-grounds. Accordingly, he made ready for the eastern campaign. CHAPTER XV. ALONE IN THE WILDERNESS. In the mean time Acashee went her solitary way alone, Jashed by the furies of shame and revenge. So fierce burned the wild passions of her breast, she was unconscious of hunger or fatigue. She ground her teeth, and planted her foot as if she could erush these who were far from her, but whom her rage presented as visible objects. + A serpent crossed ber path, and she seized Pym set 2am Ae? ‘map as _ had seen ihe young boys of her people do, and with one fell slat-dash, sev- conmicldooks.com