Beadle's Dime Novels No. 309: Mountain Ned — page 83: what you’re looking at

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A GREAT CHIEF. 85 fore her and she made a hearty breakfast, while he stood by the door, the only mode of exit from the temple. When he had finished, he again bound her to tbe post, and leaving the temple, secured the door on the outside and went away. A rapid walk of half an‘ hour brought him to an elevated rock, from which he could gee the broad plain stretching away to the north, the home of his native tribe. He saw the rangers in their camp, and, rapidly déscending the slope, far away, the long line of warriors who followed Custodin, “They are coming—they are coming,” he cried. “Igo to meet them.” His horse was in the pass below, where he kept him when Visiting the temple. Descending the rocks quickly, he made a circuit and reached the village after the three chieftains had gone out to confer with the white men. He at once joined them with the result we L KBOW, : Blazing Star was too asia bouhd to permit her to cast off her bonds, although she made every effort to do so. Again and again she struggled, but after a time gave up the useless labor and resigned herself to her fate. After some hours, the sound of steps was heard outside, the door was flunz open, and Silver Lance, followed by the PICEA strode into the apartment. “So then, Blazing Star has always hated the Comanche ?” he hissed. “She did not intend to come into the lodge of Silver Lance.” “T would have killed myself with my own hand sooner,” was the proud reply. “Do not speak too boldly, Blazing Star. My blood is very hot against you, and in my wrath I might do something which it would not be good for a great chief to remember. A great chief! Hus not Custodin betrayed me? Have not the white men and the Comanche chiefs made me no better than a dog? See: I havé promised that the white man shall have his child.” “You will keep that promise ‘better than the one you gave before ?” “Yes; he shall have her. Minnitash, bring the little gar- ments wien were worn by the dadgliter of Mexico.” coniclooks.com