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," 4 CHAPTER XY. Tne declaration of Sebastian Carsfield that the object seen by him and Crockett across the creek, instead of being a bear, was an Indian gotten up in that shape, let in a flood of light both. ) , “J wouldn't shoot!” added the Texan; “let us go back, where he can’t hit us, and we will watch it."s They carefully withdrew a few paces, and lying down flat upon the rock, peered over at the suspicious. object, They discovered little or nothing more. The. dark huge figure of the animal was scen for a few mivcutes, groping around in the undergrewth, when it took itself off and did ‘not come back. 9 “ Tihat’s the bear I see’d on the cledrin’,” remarked Crock- ett; “and that Katrina wouldn’t let me shoot.” “ Yes; it would have been a good thing if yon could have put a ball through it. I think it bas been by some such means that Hans Bungslager has been led on into the woods to his own destruction. | The night was so clear and still that the two men, alinost - unconsciously, fell asleep, as they lay stretched out upon. the The hours passed on, and when it began to grow light, Ka- trina awoke and advanced to the front of the cavern, and paused beside the two men stretched out there. et. Both were sleeping soundly, and she looked at them for a few minutes ‘with feelings of commiseration, ae “They are tired out and wearied,” she murmured ; “ they Very carefully she came down from among the rocks, and advancing to the edge of the ereek buthed herself in it, The water was'go cool and refreshing that she plashed her hand in it for several minutes. _ , a 4 “No thought of danger entered! her head, as she believe"? Comicghooks.co im > #