Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 60: what you’re looking at

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62 THE FOREST: MONSTER. “Lamora, you have granted my prayer ; you have come again ; you have allowed me to see you.” sul, Yes,” she replied, in a low, sweet voice, “you know that dead pra is your friend.” ter’ hope she is more than that?) , py « Fo) 0, no.’ mond; “ &yes were upon the ground and she shook her head Ine+ 82 indescribable sadness in her manner. mar She, was a white woman; she spoke the English lenemean weivently, and she. seemed to understand her own race. She + was. modest and reserved, and although one might reason- ably suspect,that she felt. no little interest in Hammond, yet it was no blind, reckless” passion, such’ as an ignorant person sometimes shows, but a puare,-maidenly emotion. “ Tamora,” said the lover, still holding her band-,and look- ing tenderly: down in her face, “ you.are a. white person of the same blood as myself; you live among the Indians ; do you not wish to return to your‘own kindred?” “ Why should I?’ she. returned, . in the same sorrowful voice. “I do. not know that L, have any relations living; I have almost. forgotten their: names. I have no one but a father, and be has long since sk vation that, he vined a child ales by the Indians.” | > . ~ ot How-old were you when -you were aim away nih vot I could not, haye been more than five years.” i enaniae it that you = ing ie so pias 2 af “ My tribe use the language, more than thelr own tongue.” . “ Was it the Meagans that stole you?” - bite Dobrnvot are) “ No; dcy would not dosuch a thing... I.was»stolen by the Sivux, shortly after my father had emigrated to the West: They-killed my mother and. sisters and: brothers, but father paps and I was carried away, captive.” «ea. |. «How, did you learn all this.” = J Vi “ Kipwany who is the chief of our Mi te Sf a aia’ father, ransomed me of the Sioux whe claimed me.as his booty, and mes him. he got the pantienlaty 6 my mis- fortune.” © in ~ sada ‘silent a sein: as if Jinsdowbt. to. askthe * question’ trembling uponvhis tongue, but he uttered it, connlicloooks. com