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_-“ Have you yourself no recollection of that terrible time ?” oo “Yes, T-remember it well.) It was a fearful experienc~ indeed, but it was so long since that I can think upo” _..without the shuddering you would suppose I ought to nd ..I remember the long ride in‘the emigrant wagon—the:hr0ck, the woods—the cutting down of the trees—the buildin; . the cabin—the ‘howling of the wolves at night—my sptub- _ with my brothers and sisters by the brook that ran near tat house—the dark night when we were all awakened from sleep by the whoops of Indians—the burning of the eabin— the tomahawking of my mother as she threw herself between ~ her children who were huddling together in terror—the ‘slay- ing of them—the brave bat useless fight my father made— how I was then cauglit up in the arms of a savage and borne away in the dark woods. Oh, it was a dreadful sight!” » And in spite of what Lamora. had said, her feelings over- _eame her, and she sobbed as if her heart was breaking. | .. Her lover was silent out of respect and sympathy for her, ~antil she! had regained her self-command ee when he said in the kindest of tones: _. _ | It was cruel in ——— up ome remembrance will you forgive me?”’,. ict Wye . a tds is past now,”? eal eer “Thea. follows. & summer -in an Indian village on the shore of some great lake, where _Lwwas treated harshly, and then, one day, Kipwan, an old man, and a Christian Indian, came to the village, and when he went away he took me with him on his horse. ‘We rode ‘a long distance until we reached his tribe, where I staid-until Iwas quite 2 girl, when they moved ee to this place, where we have been ever gince.”»)))) iw _, “™ And during. all; this time, did you feel no longing to re ita to. your father" <iiitis-4 Woda borttest! of wod mr ode “Yes; and I shed many tears, but I was: treated with great kindness, and the cee Shae parses wore. anion eal it ‘Sones disappeared.” - « And do: you — ae can’ snes siete’ the re- Leena a A ome § among those i and finally to die etlere ?”..’ Whee) Per" pey weds conmicldooks.com