Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 80 of 102
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80 RED PLUME. Te hoping, in the mean time, that it might be possible for him to - escape from the complications that surrounded him. He consulted his harpoon, with the usual gibberish, carefully examined the sky, and at last announced that the expedition would certainly succeed, unless there should be rain. The Blackfeet dignitaries received this information with all due gravity, and before noon a war-party, comprising most of the braves of the camp, set out for the prairie, after singing the war-song, followed by the acclamations of their friends and the anathemas of Eben. CHAPTER XIII. PITCHED BATTLES. Rep Pius rode rapidly, after leaving Bush and his com- panions, to bear to his friends and theirs the tidings of the threat- . ened attack of the Blackfeet. He first reached the camp of the white men, and communicated his intelligence to Captain Steele. That gentleman listened to his statements with great composure, and inquired concerning the probable numbers and arms of the hostile Indians, but seemed more particularly anx- ious to obtain information with regard to his son and his friends, and the white captive in the Blackfeet camp. The Renegade told him that Frank Steele, David Carver and Bill Bush were safe; that they had been joined by Black Beaver, and were encamped near the Indians, watching for an opportunity to effect the rescue of Ellen Carver and Eben Gookin. This was the first intelligence that had been received at Captain Steele’s camp of the capture of Eben. No one was surprised to learn that he had been taken, but all wondered that he was still alive. : = With regard to the captives, the renegade could only give the information that he had received from Black Beaver, to the effect ‘that Ellen was living, but that nothing was known of her condition, and that Eben was strutting about the éamp COMME DOOKS: Ole = 7