Beadle's Dime Novels No. 85: The Fugitives — page 45: what you’re looking at

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THE RETURN. 47 “Thou therefore must see how — a is that one of us at least should escape to them.” “ Can not dot as well as one ?” Te “T trust so; but to guard against all contingencies, I have to propose this: Our presence on this island has become known to one’ of the heathen, and he, we have reason to fear, has communicated it to the others. by this time. Their allies are on both shores, searching for victims. . Thou: seest how natural it would. be for them to think we had fled to one of the banks, after discovering our danger, and they may have com- municated with them, so that preparations are made to entrap « What is it you propose li “That we wade up-stream as far as possible, and that thou remain there, while 1 make,my way to the mainland to learn whether it be safe for us.” “ You have already displayed so much wisdom in dealing with the red-skins that I feel like deferring to your judgment. I must acknowledge that they are an enemy with which I am not accustomed to fight.” “ Nor myself, either,’ smiled the Friend. “If all is well, I will whistle for thee to come.” seat “If there’s danger ?” ‘““T will return to thee, and we'll try another way. Good- by ,? Lieutenant’: Abingdon. weisheil the head of the gallant fight- ing Quaker until it disappeared in the darkness, when he turn- ed his thoughts to his own situation, and patiently awaited the signal for him to cross over to the mainland, and to the dear Ones at home, that absorbed so much of his thoughts. During all this time,in which we have so minutely narrated the experiences of a couple of our friends, it must not be sup- posed that repose and quiet had settled with the night upon the Valley. From every direction came the explosive crack of the rifle, the whoop of the wild Indian, the ery of the vic- tim, while the beautiful Susquehanna Valley was illuminated by the lurid conflagration of its buildings. From different points in the woods could be discerned the glimmer of the camp-fires, and around some of these were being enacted scenes which we gladly leave to the pen of the historian. connicloooks.coOnn —