Beadle's Dime Novels No. 215: The White Hermit — page 38: what you’re looking at

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Sie cay Bele Mer) wT) D A “ ‘y & Ps a nt ee r = FF __ ~~ pizon quarrels with Injins not to know his gait pooty well by ~ P a & & “¥, | 1. <= e ! FF FF . we’e | ee “Sy ah & he | ; er . aa a »*¢ * - ’ : » ; a THE WHITE HERMIT. I Have more cause to fear this inasked man than any of the Indians who roam through this wild region.” 7] think I could do better alone.” e Impossible. T must go.” “Then this child must speak the truth. You ain’t young - enough to go into the danger I must go into. Can you crawl like a snake, and wake no echoes or rustle in the leaves? Can you walk as softly as a panther, and step on a stick with- - out breaking it? Can you tell the cry of a loon that #a - Joon from the signal-call of the Indian, and gee craft in every broken twig, and leaf turned over ?” “JT am afraid I am not an adept in these things.” “Then I guess Hungry Bill would do betier by himself.” ~ “You do not know what you say. This man with the mask troubles me more than T can tell. I must know him, I must find out who and what he is. Why does he wear a mask? Why does he not come out boldly in the face of day, and let all men see him as he is ” “ Doubtless he has his reasons for this,” replied the captain. “TY am half inclined to think you had better let Bill have his way. He is a born scout, and you would only hamper his movements, I am sure.” “You give me this advice ” “TT must.” _“ And you, Perdita ?” “JY do not think you have any right to risk your life use- lessly, father. Bill Epps knows every foot of ground along * the lake shore, and how to track the savages to their dens, Then why should you, who have no such knowledge, attempt ‘to follow his steps ?” “TI only wish Chenango was strong enough,” said Bill, “ ané wouldn’t we make the St. Regis hunt their holes? J reckon it’s about time to go. Let us arrange our signals.” * Yon are careful.” -* Got ‘to be, in these times. This boy has had too many | _ this time. Now look. You all know the call of the loon, Las don’t you ?” Bee mt Fee.” ek ie “Then let the loon-call be the signal. If I give it three comicbooks. _— en . . — L 4 hen Pe PS a eS . x Joel ais