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58 RED BELT, THE TUSCARORA, coward! Oo-lum-lsah’s lodge is readily found.. The chief will be there, when the White Leopard seeks him.” With that, the savage strode out, jostling the other so rudely that the chiefs and warriors noticed his conduct. But Wild Hawk suddenly paused, as, just then, the sinewy, towering form—taller, by some inches than his own lofty fig- ure—of the old Tuscarora, Man-e-wa-wa, brushed by him The Mingo gazed keenly at the stately frame of the aged sav- age, and ‘then as & deep shade—may be of suspicion—passed over his face, he gently touched the other, and said in a low tone: “T, Oo-lum-lah, greet thee, my prother! Many moons have waned, many snows have fallen, since the great Man-c-wa-wa darkened the council-tent with his shadow; and yet, to-day he has not spoken, and his old-time words of honey and wis- dom have not been heard.” The tall savage turned, though for an instant his frame slightly trembled. “ Oo-lum-lah, the Mingo brave, speaks words of truth,” he said. “Many long seasons of shine and snow have gone by, since Hfan-e-wa-wa stood in the village. His home has been on the distant prairies, where his wigwam is stretched, and where he hunts for his squaw and pappooses. As for his clo- quent speech, the day for that has passed. too ; for Man-e-wa- wa is now an old and a riven oak, and the wind through his branches makes not the music of old, The aged tree rears not its head, as in its spring-time and glory.” With that he was about to pass on, when the Mingo again spoke: ~ “ Another council will be held to-day, my. brother, after the sun has begun to fall. Oo-lum-lah, on his return from his mis- sion to the great father, captured. a young pale-face brave. He is known as the Leaping Deer... Perhaps Man-e-wa-wa has_ heard, his name? This young brave hunts and fishes with the great warrior, the Leau. Wolf, whose scalp we would hang in qur lodges. The Leaping Deer. willbe put, to the rack, unless he tells us where.the Lean Wolf and.the rene- gade brave, Red Belt, the Tuscarora, hide themselves from our sight. Will the great Man-e-wa-wa come to the council-tent, and see the pale-face break his faith, or suffer what few can comicbooks.com -