Red Belt, the Tuscarora — page 31: what you’re looking at

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TWO HROTSPURS. 83 > speaking English. “Don’t be telling me of a day that will » come, when yours is already almost here! Let that satisfy you. And hark ye, lad, should you ever stand face to face with Derrick Thorne, rifle in hand, rest assured, my fine fellow, that your courage shal] not die away for the lack of the pull- ing of a trigger. And, now—the less you say, the better! Don’t forget it !” The prisoner was about to reply when Wild Hawk suddenly awoke ; in a moment he was upon his feet, and with a threat- ening gesture strode toward the disguised white man. Derrick Thorne was likewise on his feet in an instant, his ' fingers feeling the coarse wooden handle of his belt knife— his other hand grasping his rifle. But the savage paused. “My brother, the White Leopard, should know his place when he walks the war-path with a Mingo chief!” he mut tered. - “And the white Leopard wishes the Wild Hawk to know that he is as good as any painted red-skin west of the Blue Mountains, and that he is ready and willing at any time and » under any circumstances, t» prove his word!’ was the hot Sejoinder of the white man. : A wild fierce fire leaped to the Indian’s eyes—a terrible >. frown wrinkled his brow, and clutching his tomahawk with a > #udden grip, he once more strode forward. But again Wild | Hawk paused, Rude, cruel, barbarous and untutored as he was, yet the Indian had control of himself. _ “Tis well, my brother! There are many dogs which bark © londly; bat—they fail to bite! Oo-lum-lab has promised © the great father at Williamsburg to conditict you safely through = the unfriendly tribes to our village on the Scioto. Oo-lum- _ Jah never broke his word. He bas thus far conducted you in _ Safety ; and a watchful band of twenty Mingo braves are still 5 pg further side of the Big River to guard the path we = oa Their camp-fires, White Leopard, are now lit in a hostile land, for your safety. We will talk no more now. When the Wild Hawk's mission has been accomplished—when _ my white brother has smoked the pipe, and told his tale to our people, then, should he choose to stand before Oo-lum- Tab, and say brave words, the time and the place shall not be comicbooks.: com = ~ es 4a am a ~ : 4