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2 bn 100 RED PLUME. . and tried to do for you, don’t you think you can make up your ‘mind to marry me?” “You have asked. me. too late, cousin Eben,” said Ellen, with a very serious countenance, “ for I am engaged to Frank Steele.” “Sho! Is that so, now’? So quick, too? That ain’t the way the business is done up in Massachusetts. But, as. it’s done, it can’t be) helped... I thought, bein’ cousins so, and -arter all I’ve been through, that perhaps—” “You must not suppose,’ interrupted, Ellen, «“ that I do not appreciate your love, your kindness, your goodness, your courage, and all you have done and attempted for me. I do appreciate them, and shall always thank and bless you for them; but, Frank Steele is the man I love.” < Wa-al, if there wasn’t any handsome fellers i in this hee 3 perhaps I might haye a chance.. Let it drop, cousin N elly,”” As soon, as the Fall set in, Frank Steele started, for the east with a train, accompanied. by. Ellen and. her parents, Nathan Carver being then quite able to travel. It was not Jong: after his arrival at his home, before he was mairied to the ‘fair girl whom he had met in the wilderness, - He estab- ‘ished himself as a fur-trader in Missouri, leaving his case- hardened father to attend to ireding and trapping, and fight- ing in the fargWest. ‘Red Plume was chesen as a chief by the Nez Percés, and Eben Gookin, having determined to remain in that region, concluded to. share the, fortunes of the dashing young waarior. THE END. . - - « HO * : Se" - 7% 7 a ; COmlicbpoks-com —