Beadle's Dime Novels No. 215: The White Hermit — page 32: what you’re looking at

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THE WHITE HERMIT. hein not alone in the wigwam. A maiden of the Yengees, fair a8 @ white spirit, came and sat by my bed and soothed me -- nto rest. I felt a hand, soft as the hand of Natalie, the love : of Chenango, laid upon my forehead, coolirg its burning heag. on A voice, soft as the whisper of the robin, sung in my ear, and 3 -tulled me into rest. Why do I wake and find it gone from me? Did the Great Manitou send to me Natalie clothed in - the form of another, to give me rest ?” Yt was no dream, Chenango. A fair white maiden was ___ sitting by you when we came, but she is gone now.” Will she not come back to the chief and let him thank her ?” demanded the Oneida. <> _ *$he is here,” replied Austen. > Gliding forward with the same airy tread, Perdita, bright im her beauty and grace, stood at the entrance of the leafy bower, looking in at them. Beside her, with a countenance expressing = = utmost fear, was the old hermit who had come with Hun- Bill, to bind up the wounds of the Indian. He evidently \d-come in great haste, for his dress was disordered and he _ wore no hat. _ “Captain Austen,” he said, “ Perdita tells me that you have ct: - just encountered a portion of the tribe known as the St. Regis. _ Ts this true ?” See is air If necessary, my guide can corroborate my 4 = “Tt is unnecessary, sir. I ought to have known it myself, a but I must confess that in my haste I forgot myself completely, _ and did not look at the dead Indians, but thought only of the |, Wounded man. Who leads this savage band ?” “TT know nothing of him except that he is known as the mm | chief,” replied Austen. “I had a struggle with ‘this Jinan upon the bank of the lake, and I can vouch for it that he ~ bre portent of the greatest muscular power. I am no‘ a light weight myself, but I assure you that I threw him only by a trick.” “ Masked, you say ?” _ Closely. A thick strap passes from the upper part around | tote another passes under the chin, making the mask a | eohetigs It is put og with great, care. He is, too, , pany * *. bd - tia ” -, ot? = | a a 4 . oe a < : nd -—~ . “4 * : a 1 ee Ss as = * ys aie NR et ee Bae. ae