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“o's AN ILL WIND,” ETC. 41 “Then Kotselo will go alone,’ he said. “The avengers of blood will be on my trail, and I shall not care if they slay me, for I shall be alone. You will live, and will be safe, but I will die, and you will forget me.” As he slowly walked away, La-la removed her hand from her face, threw back her streaming hair, and, with a wild cry, . rushed to his side. “ Kotselo shall not go alone!” she exclaimed. “ Wherever he goes I will go. If the avengers of blood slay him, they must slay me also. I am ready.’ Pressing her to his breast for a moment, the young warrior took her hand, and hastened in the direction of the meadow in which the horses were pastured. When he reached the knoll from which he had first seen the chief walking among the horses, and came to the tree to which Frank Steele was bound, a sudden thought seemed to strike him, and he step- ped up to the prisoner, and quickly cut his thongs. Frank was asleep when the red-man returned, but woke in surprise as soon as he was freed of his painful and inconveni- ent bonds. He stared at the warrior, but could not compre- hend the meaning of this strange proceeding. ) “Come with me,’ said Kotselo. “ You are free. Be quick. Horses are below, and you must lose no time.” Young Steele then understood that, by some strange dispen- sation, a friend had beed raised up to him among his enemies, that his life was to be spared, and he was to be released from captivity. As he rose to his feet, and stretched his cramped limbs, he thought of his fellow-prisoner, pretty Ellen Carver, and felt that he could not go, and -aichin her in the power of the savages. “JT do not know what this means,” he said, “ but I thank you, and am glad to go. But there is a young lady here, who was taken captive and brought to the village with me. If I can see her, and take her to her parents, it will be far better than saving my own life.” “ Kotselo does not know where she is,” replied the Indian, “and we have no time to seek her. I haye killed the chief, and the avengers of blood will soon be on my trail. You may fly with us, and we may be safe; if you stay here, you can not help the white maiden, and you will die.” - comlicbooks.c com *