Beadle's Dime Novels No. 153: Mohawk Nat — page 14: what you’re looking at

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16 MOHAWK NAT. line of bushes about them. All at once his eyes began to blaze as if they were fires, suddenly lighted. He gave Lewis a hint to pat him upon his guard. His quick eye had de- tected an Indian glancing at them from the bushes. CHAPTER II. BARBED ARROW. THE quick eyes of Lewis Miller soon saw what it was which caused the change in the demeanorof Nat Hazard. A moment before the ranger seemed a listless fellow, with no thought beyond the action of New England rum. Instantly the braggadocio and trifler disappeared and gave place to the keen-witted, active forester, one whom no danger could daunt, nor common intellect outwit. He grasped his rifle with a firmer hand, and, as his quick glance passed from man to man, they understood, though they could not perceive the object, that something had happened which must put them on the alert. Not knowing what it was, they allowed the ranger to take the initiative, which he did by shifting his position gradually so that a single bound would take him to the thicket, from which the bright orbs were looking out at the party. In the midst of a sentence which was spoken in his ordinary, drawl- ing tone, he made a sudden leap and lighted upon the back of the spy as’ he was trying to spring to his feet. There was & short struggle, and then Mohawk Nat emerged from the thicket, dragging after him a young Indian, whose sullen, sav- age face was stamped with anger and fear. All were well enough versed in the peculiarities of the race to see that he was one of the great Huron nation, a nation always on the side of the French and by whom most of the massacres which mace this such a bloody period, were perpetrated. He was dressed in a hunting-shirt of tanned buckskin, reaching nearly to the knee, a pair of moccasins of moose-hide, and was armed with = knife and a gun of French make. He held the knife conmmiclooolks. Gorn ~*~