Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 92 of 100
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94 THE FOREST MONSTER. -. Following the direction of her finger, Hammond saw the ¢aiion literally swarming with Blackfeet Indians! They were all mounted, and had completely blocked up the “way in front - them. “It’s no go thar!” exclaimed’ Black Tom, as he wheeled his horse about. ‘Tarn about and dash down the Aényon,; and ride fur life, fur we're in a bad fix.” | '_ “See there l’ gasped Lamora again. »» All, paused, transfixed) with horror; for their retreat was blocked up by full as many Indians as was tute advance | ar were eae Srp A ——- airs , — —___ | CHAPTER Xtv. CONCLUSION. | : t enowadell “deipaitiigeiviaiore indeed. | There were fully thirty mounted and fully-armed Indians in front of them, not one less in their'rear, and on the right and left rose ine per- pears ath myn a yen ping cation | “What was to be done? «= 5 The trappers had been ‘in manylteantel éituatioris and had passed througti nioré than one ‘frightful experience, but they had never been placed where they were so conipletely cut off from human help as new. No one could see a ray of hope. . Black Tom was the first’ to speak.': As the group’ huddled together, staring affrightedly at the hideously-painted miscre- ants that had ambushed and: so’ completély outwitted them, he said) in a voice that ‘was without trenior or quivers | * Bars and buffers? this is what Fr ee . d - * Is there no hope?” asked Hammond. - *T don't see the first shadow.” =" » *'Let’s set up a Tipperary: ecreech a Eharye rigeie hows through them,” said Teddy O’ Doherty, who clenched his lips, and meant every word he uttered. ~'* Can't we do: it ?”. asked Hammond, who saw in the! dar- ing proposition of the Irishman, the folorn but the only hope. conmiclooolks.comm