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ANOTHER CLAIMANT. Q7 girl, softly. “Your men struck down warriors on every oa but not a shot touched me, and every blade passed me x bite “T would have killed the man + who harmed you,” he Cried, | She half started toward him, and was about to give him her hand, when’a peculiar whigtle sounded through the ca- Non, She uttered a cry, and bounding back, disappeared in the mountain pass. ‘ CHAPTER IY. MINNITASH AND THE FLYING SCOUT. “SHE shall not escape me thus,” muttered Mountain Ned, 88 he bounded away in pursuit, never thinking that he would have any difficulty in overtaking her. But, when he reached ~The mouth of the pass into which she bad plunged, the girl Was nowhere to be geen. The rapid flight amazed him, but he kept on. down the pass at bis best speed, hoping at each “urn to come upon the flying girl. At length the pags end- €d abruptly in a rugged wall not quite perpendicalar, but Still a hard place to ascend. Sdlisfied that she must bave ’scended here, Ned sprung rapidly from rock to rock and Teached the platform above, As his head showed above the Tocks he heard a fierce yell and dropped back out of sight. A moment afier and the sound of angry véices*came to his Cars, : “Dog!” ‘screamed a voice in the Indian tongue; “ you have stolen the Blazing Star from my hands. Give her back to me or die.” | * < . Minnitash,” responded a hoarse voice “which Campbell "ecognized as that of the Flying Scout, “ beware of me, the — ¢stroyer. of your race. My arm is not weak or my strength Abaied, and if we meet in battle you must die the death. Go; Sve you your life.” As Minnitash is more than a prophet,” snarled the Coman- Che.” “@Hfe'{s a Warrlor, aud hfs foot does not go back from — ° connicloooks¢eomn