Red Belt, the Tuscarora — page 20: what you’re looking at

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Gece. 22° RED BELT, THE TUSCARORA. “ And Roy—in their hands! God stand by him!’ In a few moments, during which time Red Belt had re- gained his rifle, the canoe was found by the aid of the thong, hauled ashore and capsized. Then it was thoroughly dried out with tufts of wild grass, and once again launched upon the surface of the stream. The night was now far advanced, as the hunter and his friend crouched silently on the bank. The wind was still sweeping down the broad bosom of the river. No word had been spoken for a long time, when, all at once, the old hunter bent his ear. “Listen, my brother,” he whispered, in a low tone, “ and tell me what you hear.” The Indian leaned his head down, and for a moment spoke not. At length, as if his mind was made up, he said, in a low tone: “T hear the ripple of a canoe’s bow; it comes near the bank. Yes, I hear the cautious stroke of a paddle.” “Right, my brother. Be ready, for the time approaches.” . Then there was a perfect silence, unbroken save by the mournful wash of the river as it flowed onward in its ceaseless course. The old hunter softly untied the thong which held the boat, and drew the light craft noiselessly toward him. ‘Then he patted the head of the faithful dog, who stood beside him, and motioned Red Belt to get aboard. The young warrior obeyed, He had scarcely entered the boat, when a large canoe, high out of the water, swept by the spit. It came so close that old Sampson saw distinctly in it several dusky figures? but only two paddled. In an instant the old man raised his rifle; but then, the boat had shot around the point, and was out of sight. “T can not throw away my lead! and Whistling Dick has never lied !” he muttered, as, lowering his weapon, he stepped like a cat into his own canoe, and cast the head of the boat off. Then he strode to the stern; and taking the paddle, by a quiet, dextrous movement, he shot his boat out into the stream, and followed on after the other craft which had just a passed. On and on they went. comicbooks.com