Beadle's Dime Novels No. 153: Mohawk Nat — page 29: what you’re looking at

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a glen. The bear looks out of the cover. Men with arins in their hands roam up and down, seeking for scalps. It is no place for women.” _ “It is no place for the children of the pale-faces,” replied the girl, erecting her proud head; “ but, fora daughter of a Huron, who does not know what it'is to fear; there is no danger.- White women! I have seen them at Quebec and at Montreal. What are they? Weak things, whom their hus- bands care for like dite birds... They do nothing but open their mouths for the bread which the men must bring them. They are not like the women of the Hurons.”” _ “No. ‘White men do not think that women should work. They are not strong enough for it.” _ © White men are kind to their women, They think of no- thing so much as t© keep them safe from harm. An Indian would not do so, but the white man is right. But the Sway- ing Reed is not here witliout. an object. You ask me why J come? Why do you come to the woods ?” “We eae een ie burned Stee and rébbed it,” “ Wore they Indians?” . “ Yea? > if “Were they Hurons ?” “We think so.” ’ Are these all’ your men ?” “ All but one,” replied Miller. - “You have not enough. Your enemy is stronger. Before you go forward, think upon what you do. An enemy lies in your path, having ten times your numbers. Others are com- ing. You are in greater danger than you think. Return to the great Wigwam. Even there you may not be safe,” CPE: SeSpere mip tet “To save you.” “ Are you not & Haren x Not all Huron. The blood that makes this cheek whiter than the other Huron maidens is white-man’s blood. That blood is strongest to day and it will not let me see you de- stroyed, as you will be if pgpangen See comicloOoks. conn