Beadle's Dime Novels No. 142: The Sagamore of Saco — page 88: what you’re looking at

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99 THR SAGAMORE OF SACO. reg teach them what it is to follow the trail of the Androscog- n » . 5 The fierce fervor of the woman was not lostupon the council of chiefs, but they replied, aes ' Listen, daughter of Samoset! Thou shalt wear the eagle- plume, for thy conrage and thy wisdom are becoming to a chief.” . - “When arrived the Sacos at the meeting of the rivers ?”asked Acashee. --“ As the sun went down.” * Where is the Sagamore of Saco ?” ~ “He leads the expedition.” Acashee walked baek and forth, and then stooped over the conch of Hope, and listened. Apparently she slept, for she re- turned to the council-fire. ~ Tt may be that the effort at concealment had been too for the nerves of Hope, for hardly had the woman turned away when a low sound, like a human wail, escaped from the couch. Acashee again bent over the recumbent form, but there was no sien of consciousness, no winking of the eye, no . The panther rolled himseif over, stretched out his claws, and threw back his head, showing his jong, red tongue and glitter- ing teeth, and uftered a yawn so nearly a howl, that the woman believed the sounds identical, and the warriors resumed their ~< In an hour the moon will set,” said Acashee. “Our young warriors lean upon their arms. When the moon is down we light a fire adore the falls, at Stil-Water. This will be the signal for the Terrentines to join us. They will there leave their canoes in the hands of the women, and join our warriors on the bank below. The fire will warn our people how near to approach the falis, for the night will be dark.” “It is well planned,” said Acashee. “Has Wa-ain (White Spirit) spoken ?” asked an old chief. ~ “She has had a vision of battle.” “ How went it with the Androscoggins?” “There is nothing but victory to the brave,” she answered, evading the truth. The old chief was not deceived. He eyed her with a keen, penetrating look, but said not a word. Presently the group dispersed themselves to rest till the moon should set. The guardians of the cave inverted the torches, und a dim, sepulehral light played over the features of the sleeping warriors. Acashee retired into a distant recess, and there practited those incantations supposed to augur success in any contemplated en- . rise. Waitin till ell was silent, Hope gathered her little figure closely tor the floor of the cave,and slowly made seit tony Soaks comicloooks.conn