Red Belt, the Tuscarora — page 79: what you’re looking at

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A LIFE SPARED. 81 into his shoulder, when he had pulled you from between the logs on the Maumee, because he couldn't see a féllow-critter drowned before his eyes. But, my brother, though the Lean Wolf has long treasured up a score against you, yel he can not slay you now. The white hunter can not forget your kindness toward his brother, the Leaping Deer. No, no! §8o, he gives you your life now. But, mark me, Oo-lum-lah! be- ware of the day when you again cross Lean Wolf's path, for then we'll have no credits between us, and the old balance must ther be settled! Naw, Ill just take that tomahawk, and toss it away; "tis a dangerous thing to play with. Then—why, you had better be gone, for—yes—the Lean Wolf hears those coming who would not spare the Wild Hawk. Go, Oo-lum- “Yah; again the old hunter gives you your life. Go, and re- “member that the Lean Wolf, though he pulls a deadly trig- ger, has, at times, a squaw’s heart !” As he spoke, the old mun snatched the Mingo’s tomahawk, and with a single whirl, flung it far into the river. Then he arose to his feet. Instantly Oo-lum-lah sprung up, with the agility of a cat; for a moment he gazed on the old hunter. Then striding forward he grasped him by the hand, and muttered: “ Wild Hawk will not forget! He has found his master! dark days which are even now flinging their shadows around.” Then turning, he glided into the bushes and was soon out of sight and sound. ~ At that moment Red Relt and Roydon Howe, rhe had been floundering about in the ooze of the shore, burst through the bushes. The old hunter waved them to silence, and with- out entering into any explanation, beckoned them-to follow him, A moment more and all three, followed by Eagle, were creep- ing away again along the bank of the river. They paused not once, nor did they look behind. In ten minutes, they reached their canoe, which, on a hurried examination, they found to be all Hight. Quickly == in, followed by Eagle, they pushed from shore. The night was deepening, and the ‘pate, phosphorescent-like glow on the verge of the sky betokened the rising of the Let the Lean Wolf keep his ear open for Oo-lum-lah, in the - a ee comichooks' com com