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REVENGE. ; ‘89 looked more carefully. As he did so, a thrill passed through him, for he thought that he recognized his bitter enemy, the chief Nip-muck-we. Partly descending the hill, he gained a closer view, and was convinced that his impression was cor- rect. Yes; there was no mistaking the ungainly form and waddling gait of the Fat Bear, who was moving slowly about, examining the horses, and muttering to himself. The heart of Kotselo grew hot, and his dark eyes gleamed, as he watched the destroyer of his fame. What an oppor- tunity to take an ample revenge for the wrongs that he had suffered at the hands of the chief, and for the wrongs that La-la had suffered! As he thought of the bandaged face of his Star-in-the-grass, and thought of the ignominious position in which he had been placed by the envious and jealous Bear, his indignation became more fierce, and he laid his hand upon | his knife, as he crouched in the shade-of a tree. Jt needed — but a little more provocation to whet his appetite for revenge, and impel the crouching tiger to make his spring ; and that provocation was soon supplied. The chief shortly came to a horse which Kotselo recognized ” as one of his own, as the animal which .was to bear lim on the war-path that day, and of which he had been so uncere- ~ moniously deprived. On this horse Nip-muck-we laid his hands, stroking it as if he felt the pride of ownership. The heart of the, red-plumed warrior took fire in an instant; he clutched his Knife with a.tighter grasp, and glided down into the meadow under the cover of the trees. Then he stole quietly along, mingling with the animals, and crouching, at times, on the grass, until he reached the horse by which the chief was standing. After a moment’s hesitation, he rushed upon him with his knife. Two blows were sufficient to com- plete the bloody work, and the Fat Bear fell to the ground ‘with a groan. Satisfied that he had secured his revenge, the young warrior hastily collected some branches and grass, with which he covered the body of Nip-muck-we, and then sped back to the village. Reaching the lodge that was occupied by La-la, he put aside the folds of skin hanging over the entrance, and saw the. red-skinned beauty seated, with her face buried in her hands, and weeping bitterly. -This sight fired his blood still more, _comlclbooks.conn