Beadle's Dime Novels No. 215: The White Hermit — page 44: what you’re looking at

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_ “T think not. If he isin any personal danger you will _. gurely hear from him. He is doubtless lurking about the camp of the masked chief, seeking to gain intelligence, and it is evi- dent that he has already discovered that these fellows havé come over to spy upon us, and given us the sign. Ha! strike him! Do not let the villain escape!” Their conversation was brought toa sudden close. The _[ndian at their feet had been “shamming Abraham.” Taking advantage of their conversation, he rolled suddenly out of their reach, and leaped from the bluff, followed a moment after by Austen. But he was too late, for when he gained the sand below, the savage was already half a dozen yards from the ____ shore, astride of the log, paddling for his life. Austen raised his pistol, the companion of the one he had tried upon the pan- ther, but, as before, it missed fire, and the savage escaped. ~ IT do not like that,’ cried Austen. “He will tell them that some one else besides Bill Epps and myself are on the ™ es “ Hark !” cried Marstowe. rs _ They heard the signal which called the captain to the other Ss > i pealing out across the water. “I must go. Where is your boat ?” _ “Wait here a moment,” cried Marstowe, with eagerness, “T will bring it directly.” §pringing over the bluff, he disappeared in the darkness. A moment after the young man heard him call, and leaping down after him, found him standing on the shore, holding the light boat which Perdita had used. Austen sprung in and _ geized the oars, the old man sat in the stern, and the boat shot’ out in the track of the flying Indian. ~~ * Give way !” cried the old man, eagerly. ‘“‘ We may run _ that scoundrelly Indian down if we take care.” The boat seemed to fly across the water, under the vigorous strokes of the young captain, while Marstowe bent eagerly- “3 — tigi and scanned the dark space between him and the —! es ce he whispered. “ Row as you neyer rowed be- — fore. I will steer you upon him. He does not see us yet. One stroke with the right hand. Keep her steady. aut te Seaiig ay down to it; pull hard ” >) ss comicbooks.com -