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206 —s THE FOREST MONSTER. He understood from what direction the deadly missile had “come, although he could not tell how far away the Indian stood that, had fired it. The Irishman was now enveloped in the gleom of the woods, and his self confidence returned. The experience which had beea his with the veteran prairie- men had taught him to move over the ground with the stealth and silence of the Blackfoot limself, and were he so fortunate as to be, appoaching his treacherous foe, he was certain there was no dunger of bis betraying himself. “’m moving as silent as a, fairy,” he reflected; “it’s a handy thrick fur a ‘chap in my sitooation—bad luck to it 2 In the darkness foot canght in a projecting root, and the consequence was, Teddy was thown forward flat upon his face. “ Bad luck to it !” he repeated, as he hastily scrambled. to his feet, “ hilloa, there ! hold on I say !” He heard a hurried tramp, and in the gloom caught a flit- ting glance of an Indian speeding rapidly away from him... ~ “ Howld on, ye dirty coward !” called out the irate Teddy, dashing after him, “ howld on, I say,.or I'll bate ye, omthsd ri bate yees if ye do.” It is hardly worth while to say that the Irishman’s com- ‘mand was unheeded. The red-skin whisked away, like a flit- ting phantom, and almost instantly vanished. Teddy pursued him for a short distance, but he was not much of a runner, ne his pursuit could not result in any thing but a complete failure. He was not given time to aim and fire his gun. His “ short and decisive campaign against the Blackfeet was a defeat! ‘Rate en Reread he mace his way ‘back to it; “it was all through that”. He groped around until he discovered the scene of his mis hap, when he revenged himself. by sii and ripping the mute offender to pieces. “Tt was yees that saved a coward’s life crn fala 3 be Hnlahod bie PeALAe Soe re and yees shall niver do the es ag’in. It may be said that it takes a hungry man to appreciate the same gnawing want in another, and so Teddy almost forgot that he had a couple of friends, something over half a mile ere APOGEE ORES, fx, nsonmsing. ~ ; Pea Secon