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HUNTER AND HOUND. 15 bear, were white and silvery. But there was a wondrous deal of vitality in his leathery frame, and a hardihood, steadi- "ness and activity in his general appearance which was unmis- takable. Red Belt, the Indian, was a much younger man. He was clad in a chief’s dress, and was girded around with a broad leathern strap, of a dull, faded red color. To his back were his bow and quiver, and he leaned upon a long rifle. 55 The old hunter bent his ear and listened keenly, but no = sound came to him. He then slowly straightened out the crumpled wampum, and leaned down by the fire. | CHAPTER II. FOOTPRINTS ON THE SHORE. which we have been narrating, a young hunter suddenly paused > as he was striding along the banks of the river. This was at > a point some eight miles above the spot at which we have "chosen to open our story. | The man could not have becn more than thirty—barely *"— that; but there was about his face a sad, weary look, which A 2 gave him the appearance of one considerably older. He was "above the medium hight—slender, but firmly knit. His face | —that portion which was not covered by a thick, curling black =) beard—was browned by exposure, and by the healthful breezes ~ of the woods and mountains. A mass of long, raven-hued - hair fell far down his shoulders in wild unrestraint—the deer- skin cap which he wore fitting his head tightly, and allowing his luxuriant locks to fall away freely. He was clad ina. jaun'y hunting-shitt fringed with green. His leggings were of tanned buck-skin, handsomely decorated, and the moccasins’ wiiich incased his feet were profusely covered with flashing beads, and were strong and well made. z 2 The young hunter carried no weapon whatever save a large knife in his belt. Behind him, however, trod a powerful hound, watehing the other's movements keenly, and treading ~~ Ow the afternoon of the day, the events of the night of £ comicbooks. com ?