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-__— “S = —_ 16 THE TEXAN TRAILER, place so seaside that aad was scarcely a possibility of their being disturbed by the foes they dreaded so much. . Had she known what her friends had seen during the previous night, she would have been more careful in hér movements. She was about a hundred yards from where the men were sleeping, and sat down-on the mossy bank of the stream. for a few minutes to enjoy a slight. breeze that was fanning her face and that made music among the rustling leaves. ~The sky was clear, and the sunlight penetrated the wood with its revivifying influence; but for the disappearance of her uncle she would have been in the best. of spirits. The cabin had been swept away, but she and the two men had es- caped with theif lives, and to’ her, it seemed that scarcely any danger had passed. / She had sat thus some ten minufes or thereabouts, when a crackling of the bushes across the stream caused her to raise her head, and she caught sight of what appeared to be a large black bear. — Tt was only a partial glimpse that she obtained, and the animal seemed to be going away from her further into the wood, “T guess he’ hasn’t seen me,” she concluded, as something - warned her that she had already remained away from the wey 4 s cavern too long. So she concluded to wait a few minutes longer, as she felt a reluctance to awake the hunters, who so badly needed sleep. A short time after, she heard a ripple in the water above her, and she looked up-stream, but saw nothing. . For the reason she was a moment too Jate, Had she been a little more prompt, she would have détected that same “ Co- manche bear,” carefully wading across the creek, and using his hind Jegs in such a manner that he stood upright like a man. Katrina was unusually short-sighted to-day. Even when the water in front of her flowed by dark and discolored, she failed to take warning, and sat some time longer in a sort of _‘lreamy reverie, hardly conscious of what was going en about ut after awhile she roused herself to her situation, and with . ‘sigh rose to her feet, and started on her return COMME KOO K<S.COnN