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ASTONISHED, 49 As he had had a sufficient experience of the Yankee’s snor- ing abilities, he deemed it ddvisable not to-allow him to fall asleep again, and, accordingly, took him on another recon- noitering tour. They posted themselves, this tinfe, on a slight eminence at a greater distance from the camp, from which | they soon saw a sight that astonished both of them. They saw Kotselo rush down upon the plain where the horses were grazing ; saw him stab the chief, Nip-muck-we, and cover his body with bushes ; and then saw him hasten to the village. “ What that mean?” exclaimed the Delaware, without. at- tempting to conceal his surprise. “ Black Beayer knows that Red Plume—seen him in fight. Who he kill ?” As this question could not be settled by either of them, they waited and watched, until Kotselo returned, accompanied by the Indian woman. He went to the knoll, from which he had made the descent upon Nip-muck-we, and unbound a man who was tied to a tree, whom neither the Delaware: nor the Yankee had previously noticed. As the man rose to his feet, and they perceived that he was white, simultaneous exclama- tions broke from the lips of both. “White man !” said the Delaware. “’Spect be Cap’n Frank.” “ Darned if he ain’t white !” chimed in Ehew: “ By jingo ! I believe it is that good-lookin’ upstart.” While they were irresolute, unable to detetniine what they had better do, young Steele hastened down the hill with his - new friends, and the three mounted and rode rapidly away. It was then useless to attempt to pursue them, and the two scouts retraced their steps to the rear of the Indian village, in the hope that some opportunity might be offered them of dis- covering the whereabouts of Ellen Carver. “Darn my buttons,” exclaimed Eben, “ ifthat don’t take me right aback! That chap has run away, like a tarnal coward, and has left cousin Nelly, I s’pose, here among the Injuns. He put on airs as if he was all struck of a heap by her purty looks, byt when it came to the trial, he sneaked away to save his own carcass. Have you any idee, Beaver, what in natur’ it all means?” “ Black Beaver can’t tell. ’Spect Red Plume mighty much mad, and kill somebody.” | “Why did that white whelp go off with the Injun ?” comicbooks.conn si.