Beadle's Dime Novels No. 95 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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82 _ BPH PRPBRS, perfect mimic, and ,could, counterfeit any voice he chose, ‘and — maintain it in a long conversation. Such was the man who was well and widely. known in his time for daring deeds as a spy and scout. He hurried. off, at a quick pace, toward the north. He. had changed his dress of homespun for one of buckskin, in- imitation. of the voyageurs who. formed part. of the French army. He had peree shpniges of cree which he wore to suit oceasion, A. few miles away desea camp be-atirend anew trail i in the woods, one that had been crossed within the hour, . He looked. at them closely, and by his, unfailing wooderaft, was able to say that both were white men who had passed that way, though one wore Huron moccasins. He had fallen upon the trail of the two Frenchmen, who had spent some time, as we have seen, at Ann Wylde’s cabin. They had traveled slowly that morning, and been foreed out of their course by finding the camp of Johnson in their path. Thus it happened, that when Eph struck their trail. they were but a few miles ahead. As the trail lay in his course, he studied it, and followed it quickly. _ In an hour he was rewarded by seeing Moran ‘and Chattillon strolling on over the forest-path toward Champlain, laughing and Jesting with each, — as they: went. He kept them in view. | -At-noon they sat joa to eat by a /zuaning brook, and the scout crept near them in the bushes, and listened to their con- versation. He knew them both, and gathered enough from their talk to learn their errand, and the. course they would take; He could have shot down one of the two, and matched himself with the other, with every prospect of success, but such an idea meyer entered his brain... He only cared to elude them, since their destruetion could work no possible good either to himself or his cause. They rose after they had finished the meal, took a good draught from the running brook, and went on their way, un- conscious of the crafty enemy concealed:in the bushes, | Eph rose, with a ‘chuckle, when they were out of hearing, and. made.a wide circuit, designing to leave them behind him and reach Crown Point that nlghé. He succeeded so well, connmicloooks. conn)