Beadle's Dime Novels No. 153: Mohawk Nat — page 38: what you’re looking at

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40 MOHAWK Nat. It was an Inctan in his war-paint ! To act suddenly in a case like this was a part of the train- ing of the young forester. Making a cat-like leap, he seized the savage by the waist, and tripping up his heels, fell heavily upon him. But, strong as Lewis was, he found that he had no mean enemy in the athletic red-skin in his grasp. One thing surprised him. The savage had uttered no cry, though startled by the suddenonset. They rolled over and over to- gether on the hard rock, grappling at each other’s throats, But, the great personal strength of the young captain made him morethan a match for the Indian. Struggling desper- ately, he managed to get first one arm and then the other of his savage foe, under his knees, With his adversary thus, he was able to draw his knife, and place it at the throat of the helpless man. Ashe did so, he was struck by the Indian’s bold demeanor. His face never changed, even while the keen point-of the knife touched bisthroat. The young forester had a chivalrous nature, and it went against. his inclinations to kill a person who would make no plea for mercy. The red-man was a strong-limbed, active-looking fellow, nearly as tall as his conqueror, and clad after the manner of the northern tribes. But, in the struggle his hunting-shirt had been torn open and Lewis saw the imsignia of the Onei- das. blazing on his breast. ._ “Ha?” he cried, “you are not a son of the Hurons. Speak.” “ Blackwing is an QOueida, Why should he fear to say it?” replied the warrior, “ Let the white man strike. He en say he has taken the scalp.of a great brave,” _ Lewis rose at once and assisted the warrior to rise. _.“ Why is this?” demanded Blackwing. re . “Ave not the Oneidas the friends of the Yengees?” “Is my white brother a Yengee? I aeioarth he came frome the: month. Thee we are friends ?” a 4 es.” ty 25 “ My brother is, “wery. song,” said Blackwing, toughiing the muscular arms. of his, late adyersary. “He isstrong as "Why is the Blackwing here? The villages of the Oneidas are far to the west,” COMmmicooolkkSaconn