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THE CAPTIVES. 55 CHAPTER VIL CAPTIVITY. a kel Fors had been stunned by the shock of her father’s death, , and submitted, like one in a trance, to beled away. by the mur- - eontumacious and belligerent captive, was Tiny, a son of the > derers. -The long-continued march was nothing to her. She | took few measures to aid pursuit, until they had nearly.reach- ed the end of the journey. She was mounted on her favorite horse, and on either side rode a savage. They were four horsemen.’ The Indian of the East was not the Indian of our western plains. There, upon the backs of untamed mustangs, they emulate the feats of the Arabs, in their daring and splendid horsemanship. But the Hurons sat but awkwardly in their saddles. Hence, they did not care to give the girl a chance to try a race, for she sat her horse with the grace of a master, while her hands held the rein with a careless ease. They offered her no indignity, and’ she submitted quietly to what she could not help, and rode on with them, looking out for every plan to escape. On the mar- gin of the lake she managed to drop the paper which was found by Sam while the Indians were in consultation upon a plan to elude their pursuers. Once, as if by accident, her horse took fright, just after the Indians had been taking unusual care to cover their trail, and dashed into the bushes, where she ~ quickly broke down branches on both sides, while pretending - to give all her strength to the management of the animal. For the first time, An-ga-wam got angry, and thundered out some order to his guards. They seized the bridle of her horse on either side, and dragged her back into the path, while the chief rode on, fingering his tomahawk in a transport of anger. - Se Has There were others in the train of captives—several slaves of Middleton’s, trudging along on foot. Among these, end a most giant. He defied the Indians, in anything but choice language, to come on an’ tryhim a hack. Jest to rile him a little, get ’ : -Connichoolks.conn vt - x