Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 23: what you’re looking at

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THE COMPACT SEALED. 25: « you, to lead you against your enemies, and to fill your lodges With scalps.” “ When it comes to skelpin’,” interrupted Burt, “ it may be allowed that I’m thar’.” “He will stay with you, and will lead you, but you must obey him. Will you promise me, for my people, that they will do so ?” The warrior was silent, but bowed his head as a token of _ assent, Mus-to-qua took from his breast a ring, that was suspended from his neck by a leather cord, and handed it to Adams. It was a heavy gold ring, and was set with a red stone that was _ curiously carved. “T took this,” said he, “ from the hand of the man whom I killed, from the hand of the white man who buried the gold in the cache. ” Let the Big Knife take it; for it is his, and it will tall my people that he stands in my place when I am gone.” “Thank ye,” said Adams, as he examined the ring, post tried it on his bony fingers. “It would .be wuth suthin’ in the settlements, and I don’t object to keepif’ it. Hello, what’s the matter with the chief?” Mus-to-qua’s head fell back, there was a rattle in his throat, his lower jaw dropped, and his eyes glazed—he was dead. “ Reckon ye’d better call some of yer women to tend to him,” said Adams, as he sauntered away. . “Tt can’t be that the Injin was lyin’,’ he muttered. “A tall, sharp stone, in a line with a barked pine, and a round stone under the bank—lI must remember that, fur the thing is wuth tryin’.” : CHAPTER IV. THE HAYSTACK——WHERE IS THE NEEDLE ? “I THINK this must be the spot, Harry, or near it, for we are just above the forks of the river, and I suppose we may as wall strike camp. What do you say, Ben Farrar ?” “Didn't think you were so green, Mr, Myers. Aceordin’ coniclooks.com