Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 78: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

80 THE LOST CACHE. alarm your people, young lady, for I will just step across on my bridge, and then you can introduce me to them.” Without any more words, Harry Chenault stepped quickly across on the tree, holding his rifle in his hand, and was soon by the side of Kate, who blushed and trembled yet more, as she saw how handsome he was, and knew how sweet were the tones of his voice when he was near her. “You are even more beautiful than I had thought you,” said he; “ but I may not say that now, however much I ad- mire your beauty. If you will lead me to your father and brother, I know I can soon convince them that they will be much safer if they will, camp with my party, for there are many Indians on your side of the rayine, and we have built a fort that will resist all their attacks. If you will show me where your friends are, I am confident—” He was interrupted by the sharp crack of a rifle, that echoed from the forest, and by a shriek from Kate. In an instant, as it seemed, a white man came bounding toward them. «Look out for yourself, Kate !”’ he shouted, “ for the wood is full of Indians. Father! Téte Bois! The red-skins have surprised us {% He need not have said so, for the fact was sufficiently evi- dent, as he was followed by more than a score of whooping and yelling Indians, who fired their fusees and arrows as ery rushed after him. “ My dear brother !’* exclaimed Kate, as she threw her arms around the almost breathless fugitive ; “‘ have they hurt you ?” “ot yet, Kate. Take care of yourself, my dear girl, for they are right on us. But who is this? Where is he from ? What is he doing here ?” “You have no time to talk, sir, » quietly aneninted Chenanlt. “Tam a friend, and that is enough-for the present. Do you see that bridge yonder, over the ravine? Take your sister _ Across, as soon as you can, for you will find friends and safety on the other side. I will defend the pass#ge with my life.” As Harry spoke, he raised his rifle to his shoulder, and sent a bullet through the head of a savage who was advancing up- on the group. John Brainard, who was cool and collected, notwithstand- ing his surprise and rapid flight, at once perceived that the ~ comicbooks.com a