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A DAY OF REST. 838 _ ~ And as they glanced around them, then at each other, there Was a silence for several moments. Each one, in his own way, was returning thanks to the Great Spirit for his care and protection. CHAPTER XYVI. OLD SAMPSON’S SECRET. THE cave was found in the same condition as that in which it had been left by old Sampson and Red Belt; nothing had been disturbed. The place looked and jel like home. The day passed slowly away. The hunters did not stir out at all, but, exhausted from their exertions of the past few days, spent the hours in deep, sweet sleep. So sound was their _ slumber, and so long did it last, that they did not see a large may Indian canoe, late in the afternoon, slivot, on the opposite side, around the bend, and disappear in the gloomy creek to the left of the bluff. -But such a canoe, at such an hour, did paddle swiftly by the cave, and soon glide out of sight around the clbow of the junction of the two streams. At length night settled down, and then a bright, sparkling fire cleamed on the summit of the cliff’ The gleams from that fire glowed through the interstices of the palisade, and high above it too, shedding a glittering light far and wide in the night. The hunters were at Inst awake. They were now thoroughly refreshed, and were sitting around the camp-fire. A sad and gloomy expression rested upon- their faces, as the crackling fire which drove away the noxious vapors of the night, flashed uupon them, seated so silently around. It was evident that there had already been a lengthened conversation between the three, and that it was not pleasing - jn character; that sad thoughts had been awakened in ine ee ew ene. eye 8 Dee . Eomicbooks:. com 5