Beadle's Dime Novels No. 92: The Twin Scouts — page 58: what you’re looking at

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60 . THE TWIN SCOUTS. While he deliberated, the guard was changed, and to the surprise of Tiny, the fellow whom he had treated so roughly’ went upon guard in his place. Tiny knew him by his swaggering walk, which had aroused his ire in the morning. The thought never entered his head that the fellow meant mischief to him, but he watched him, drawing the withe behind him, so that he could not see the ends. The savage, with the untiring patience of his race, stood quietly at his post for over half an hour, while the negro, who could think of nothing to do, just yet, and who was in no hurry to resume his bonds, eyed him closely. After a time, the guard peered cautiously about the camp, and saw that all was quiet. Then he took a hatchet from his belt, and looked at Tiny. The negro stared. What could the fellow mean ? | He was stealing cautiously toward him, holding the hatchet behind him. In an instant the truth flashed through his brain that the savage meant to murder him, in return for his ill- treatment in the morning. With admirable presence of mind, he kept his hands behind him, and watched the approach of his enemy. He came close to him, and seeing that his eyes were closed, stopped to look at him before he struck. “Aha! black man,” he hissed; “now me kill you!” To his surprise, the hand of the negro suddenly darted at him, and seized him by the throat. Such was Tiny’s vice- like grasp, that he could not cry out; he could only flounder helplessly in the arms of his enemy, and look savagely into his face. Tiny took the hatchet out of his hand, and threat- ened him with instant death if he dared to move. ni him of the head-dress which he wore, he placed it on his own head, and slipping away from the tree, bound the savage in his place, taking care to gag him effectually, This he accom plished by tying a small piece of cord about a short sticks, thrusting it into the Indian’s mouth, and tying it behind his ears, When sure that he was tightly bound, he retreated to a little distance, looking at him with a grin. Taking up the arms of the discomfited warrior, he returned to his station at the: ee i Comicbooksrcomn