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88 BLACK ARROW, THE AVENGER. mean time the Comanches returned from pursuing the white fugitives, and were heartily welcomed to the camp. Tom Bulkley treated them freely to liquors, and distributed cheap presents among them quite liberally. In fact, the red war- riors were lionized and made much of, although dripping scalps - were hanging from the belts of some of them. Their enter- tainers did not object to the sealps, so long as they were the scalps of their enemies. Black Arrow showed no litile emotion while he was mov- ing about the camp, succoring the wounded and dressing their hurts. He often looked at Miriam Boyd; but it must have been the painful wounds, not her sweet face, that troubled him so much. -One of tie assailants who had been wounded was dragged out from under a wagon, and the attention of the im- promptu surgeon was called to him. As Black Arrow looked at this man, there was a savage expression on his features. “Hallo! You hyar!” exclaimed the wounded man. “ You've got me now, and I reckon you'll be fur —— - ha’r.” “Twill dress your wound first, Jim Baker.” | ‘The chief suited the action to the word, giving the ziitty as much care as he had given the innocent, and not a word was spoken between them until the operation was performed. “ You are a queer cuss,” then said Baker. “TI kain't rightly make you out; but I reckon I kin guess yer notion. You ‘want 'to’save me for the tortur’.” “ Would that be any worse than you treated me ?” “ Don’t know ds it would. But I mought tell you suthin’ you would like to know. It’s about the Landry folks.” ~ “What about them? Are they in danger?” — -“ Reckon they are. I will tell you, ef you promise to see Srey eee tag ak 2 that I kin try to lead a better “TI will promise, if you will speak the truth; but you must also promise not to mention my name to any oné hefe.” “Tt was agreed among us to take our revenge out of old Landry and his folks. Charley St. Clair pat us up'to it; ‘but Roder and the rest were willin’ enough. As soon &s this job could be got over—whether it worked well or not—they war goin’ over to March's Settlement to raise partic’lar thunder. comichooks.con