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= & DEADLY EMBRACES 60 paused not, until he had progressed in this manner several yards. Then he suddenly sprung to his feet, and darted, like wind, toward the neighboring belt of dark woods, It was only for an instant that the man appeared in the broad space of moonlight, which streamed down gorgeously, ' behind the lodge, and then he was swallowed up in the for- > -est. - | When Wild Hawk had disappeared in the forest—in the » Opposite direction—he hastened on, wending his way toward | the village, at the further side of which his lodge stood. He slackened not his speed, now disdaining all caution. Suddenly a rustle in the bushes behind him fell upon his ear. Like lightning the wily Indian sunk to the ground. Just at this moment, Derrick Thorne dashed furiously upon him, exclaiming in a low; vengeful voice: * Now, at last, boasting Wild Hawk, we have met! Now We are both free; and now I ‘will teach you how to fling insult at a white brave, and he a king's officer !” The two strong men met in a deadly embrace. There was no flinching on either side. Their knives met, and fire twink- led from the tempered blades. But, as yet, not a drop of blood had been drawn. Thorne fought well and desperately ; perhaps he could do nothing else. He made a fierce effort to come to close quarters with his brawny adversary. But in this __ he was foiled. _ Wild Hawk knew his advantage, and determined to keep » it. He kept the white man at arm’s length, and watched his x ty. Suddenly, however, by a quick, vigorous dash, F got close in, and dealt a venomous thrust. The knife "was warded partially, but its keen edge ran like lightning _ Over the chieftain’s arm. With a low, sharp ery of rage, Wild Hawk sprung forward, and returned the blow. His knife fell with a heavy thud, ge Pitroing the fleshy part of Thorne’s arm through and through. Then quick as lightning he withdrew the blade, and was about _ to repeat the stroke, when the white man turned, and break- violently away, fled like wind through the bushes. an instant Wild Hawk had his bow in his hand, and had — : comicbooks. com Se |. , — - ——— , . a yan pail - ray +i faces + aa a _ 1h al hoe 4 —