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64 EPH PETERS. the elbow, tattooed with the juice of a plant known to the Indians, the figure of a fish, the emblem of her branch of the Huron nation. “My mother is right,” said the Fanon, “and the heart of Me-to-ne is very glad that it is so. Let us smoke with her.” The woman produced a pipe, and they smoked with her as with a warrior, a thing seldom done by an Indian. Soon after, theygrose and left the house, first leaving a paper in the hand of Maggie. She opened it and read: “Tam still alive,.and will yet claim my revenge. My hate “js the same. ’ “ JAQUES CHATTILLON.” She gave this note to her mother, who read it quietly, and putting it into the fire without a word, took her staff, and went out into the forest. Soon after, Tom came in, in con- siderable trepidation. He had seen a number of Indians concealed in the bushes, who did not act as any of the friendly Indians had done before. Maggie did mot know what to do, but called in the negroes,-five in number, and sent Tom out to scout. He came back soon after, with the report that the savages had camped upon the spot where they were first seert, some fourteen in number, and that “Ole Missis was with them,” sitting by the fire and “ making herself at home.” Not at all understanding this, and knowing that her mother would not go to the savafes except for some purpose of her own, she began preparing their meal, watched by the negroes like children as she did so. ~ “ De Lord!” said little Dave, “ why ole missee out dar wid dem Injins, Miss Maggie ?” “She will tell me when she comes back, Dave.” “But s’pose dey no let her come back, eh ?” “There is no fear of that; she went among them of her ~ own accord, and they will not attempt to detain her.” ae Dave shook his head doubtfully: _“ Wish I’s sure of. dat,’ said he. “ Ain’t, dough. §8’pose brudder Sim and I go out an fro’ dem Injins into de tree- < tops.” é “ Dave |” * “ Kin do it, Miss Maggie. No—tell you wot we mus’ do " : comichooks-cora “>