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| A RUN FOR IT. «69 away toward the bluff, followed + by the yelling Blackfeet, He was an excellent runner and easily kept the lead of his pur- suers, as he toiled up the ascent; but he would soon have been tired out, had he not met succor in the shape of Bill Bush, who stood at the nome" of’ the slope, with his rifle Bening right at him. ot! “ Shoot the next man, Bill!” shouted Steele, and the sharp crack of the’ rifle told ‘that the work was done. The Dela- ware brought down another, and Carver a third, and the In- dians were staggered for a few moments by this: unexpected resistance. While they were thus in;-confusion, the friends gained the place:at which they had left their horses, and the whites mounted and: rode rapidly away, distracting attention from the Delaware, who ran off in another direction. As none of the Blackfeet were mounted, Steele and his friends were soon out of sight of their pursuers, who. V GHEE up the chase. "In the morning they cautiously returned, and-were eaieined by the Delaware, when they proceeded to discuss plans. for their fuiture ‘operations,’ None of them. had any thought of abandoning the undertaking, but, the greater the difficulty, the more.eager they were to carry it out. Frank Steele, in parti- cular, since he had seen Ellen Carver, was so excited and im- patient, that Bush could hardly restrain him from making some desperate attempt. It was-agreed that nothing could be done in the daytime, and they were unable to form any definite plans for the night. They determined to go, after nightfall, and sta- tion themselves as near the encampment as possible, and then the future must take care of itself. _ They sallied out from their hiding-place at dusk, and posted themselves at the edge of the bluff, from which they. looked down on the camp. It was not long before they noticed an unusual commotion among the Indians, and heard sounds of j joy and exultation. "i “The war-party has -returned, and has gained. a victory,” said Frank. .“ The whole camp will be awake, and aE sER, and we will be able todo nothing to-night.” There was nothing for it but to wait, and they waited, until late in the night, when the sounds of exultation were changed to wailing and lamenting. areas S.COm