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46 THE FOREST MONSTER. _ : i OTe PTER? er | BLACK 1 TOM’S ADVENTURE... Ox Seinesiene and Teddy O’ Doherty crawled carefully over the rocks and bowlders until they were near enough to ‘gain an unobstructed view of . ~~ patent Wwhien they paused, somewhat astonished. . Instead of seeing Blackfeet Tnaliins or miners, as they ex- paella they descried a single man reclining before the fire, gazing dreamily into the embers, as though lost in reverie. He held a long, beautiful rifle in easy grasp, but there were no signs of any meal in PRS pala, or OP aiay. thing that was likely to engage his attention. uns gues 5 He was dressed in a sort of mpottansaa'e! costume, with "his pants thrust into high, welLfitting boots, and he was unques- tionably handsome, with ‘fine, regular features, although the lower part of his — was | eomaanied by. a Yoxuriant’ auburn beard. “Phe athe’ i gheidentina ‘that adarissed nié so politely last night,” ‘exclaimed Teddy, in a whisper, although it will be seen that, when this interview took place, the Trishman~ was denied a view of the features of the stranger, so that this as- sertion was moré‘of a guess than any thiig else) The question now was, whether they should go ae asia make the acquaintance of this’ stranger, or quietly withdraw and leave him to his musings. As they were ‘engaged in thie hunt for gold, it was not’ very desirable to have any more partners than they already had, and so, after a short and ear- nest conference, the hunters stealthily made their way back to the cafion, and continued their way down it until they reached “ head-q ” Every thing here was found as they had left it, but there , were no signs of Black Tom. “ Where can he be?” was the question they asked of each other, and, as hour after hour passed away, they could do. no- thing but conjecture the cause of his absence. As they had COnmmcooOoks.corn