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94 , RED PLUME imagination; her limbs gradually relaxed; she felt au oppressive sense of faintness, and then thought that she would give up all hope of beauty, if she could, but escape from that place. But she was powerless to move; and when she. tried. to ask the boys on tlie outside to, cease pouring water on the stones, ‘and:to let her. out, she could hardly raise her yoice above a whisper. Still, she held the string and the glass, with a per- ‘severance worthy!of any cause, until she could sit up no longer ; the string slipped from, her. fingers, the bag of pebbles draped, the glass fell in fragments on the stones, and. As-moo- tah’ rolled off her-seat, quite insensible. When about two hours: had expired, Eben announced to the old warrior that it was. then, time to go and see her, and they set out together. On the way, he assured the old fellow with the hard name that he should soon see, if As-moo-tah had obeyed his orders, the most beautiful squaw his eyes had ever beheld. / When they reached the aithansiae Lotsa: the Indian bond were still there; but they had ceased. to,pour water through the tubes, as the stones were cold, and no more steam issued from the crevices of the building. Eben consulted his harpoon, ‘muttering the usual gibberish, and then gravely informed the old warrior that the charm was. brokeu, for As-moo-tah had not done as he had told her to de... In proof of this assertion, he opened the door, and, there; lay the scattered stones in one place, and the broken glass in another, and the old woman, who was just: beginning to recover, was silting up on the stones. ‘They took her,out and dipped her in the river—for, she was! as lax asa wet rag rust, she recovered a Portion of her strength. ‘The old warrior was disposed to accuse Eben of swindling, of having so arranged the matter, that, it would be impossible ‘for the woman tofhold the string and the glass; but the Yan- kee, quite unexpectedly to himself was sustained by As-moo-. tah, who had not forgotten the effects produced by her excited! imagination, and -wassure that she had seen her face changing, and growing beautiful, until the glass fell. — é| Thus it was that the Yankee’s countenance bore an expres sion of partial satisfaction, when he met Frank Steele at night. Although Steele had told him not to follow, he watched ae : commiclooks.coiin » ‘