Red Belt, the Tuscarora — page 33: what you’re looking at

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= x a A TAUNT THAT TELLS. 8 _ prisoner flinched not. He had seen danger many times before, Besides this, he knew that a word from him would summon Wild Hawk to his aid. “ Ay, Derrick Thorne! you speak boldly! Ah! I know that you are a brave man and can strike lustily, when your foe is bound! Ay! your knife has already drank the blood * “By heavens! boy—I'll teach you to forget some things /” furiously interrupted the man, springing forward and raising his glittering knife on high. CHAPTER VI. WHISTLING DICK TOSSES ITS LEAD. Raprwry the old hunter urged the boat backward into the heavy gloom by the bank. _ Red Belt had seen the broad flash of light which had star- fled old Sampson, and without showing any emotion, quietly took up his rifle. The bright glare had streamed from a clump of bushes di- rectly on the point of land at the south-east junction of the : two rivers, the Ohio and the Great Kanawha. The rays were ot partly screened on both sides and to the rear, but not at all ~ on the water front. Old Sampson sat perfectly motionless for a moment. Then > he said, in a cautious tone: ' “The forest is full of Our foes, my brother—red-skins. - I tae nae Weman woe And now, be hardly safe at the cave. We've no troops, and when we get ‘em, they're precious little account! Depend upon it, er cesicitnd, tyrammical Governor of onrs down at Williams- ‘burg, has something to do with this.” There was a pause for some minutes—the Indian replying Sg Bp his head, in the scalp-lock of which was Ree ge lems feather. oo to say, Red Belt ?”’ asked the old comicbooks. com * — £. be - a» 4a - ome ae