Beadle's Dime Novels No. 95 — page 78: what you’re looking at

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80 EPH PETERS. , ° Jaques had also retired to rest, aa was, to all appearance, ‘slumbering; but, after lying an hour, he arose and issued from the tent. He found the chief of the Hurons nodding over a fire, and sat down by his side, lighting a pipe as he did so. “Tg my white brother in pain ?” asked the Indian. “ Surely _ the white chief was wrong when he wounded his brother with the long knife.” “You looked. on and saw it domes replied the young Frenchman. “Is the chief the friend of his white brother ?” “Let him try me; thy white brother is too fast. Whenhe fought with the white chief,.the blows came so quickly that his ‘red friends could do nothing; and they have often seen the young white chiefs fight each other with long knives, and shake hands when it is done, in the great wigwam at Mont- real. Surely they toner that you would shake hands to- day.” “The chief is getting old,” said Jaques, “and his blood is growing cold. Did he not see him strike me in the face ?” The chief has a heart yet, and he saw the blow. Why did not my young brother bury the steel in his heart ?” “ Because he is more skilled in the use of the sword than [.” “The short guns of my white brother were in his belt; he should have taken them out and fired a bullet at the ‘ Sway- ing Oak.” “That would have been murder.” | “ But the white men do so,” persisted the savage. “They do so very often, and I have seen them. It was at a house where they give fire-water for pieces of wampum. One of them struck the other, as you have been struck to-day. He struck him back, and they went out together into the woods. There came two other men who talked together much, while the two who were to fight said not a word. I stood in the shadow of the trees and saw one of the two who talked much, walk so many steps,’—holding up his hands, with all the fingers extended,—‘“ and then one of those who sdid nothing was placed where he started to walk, and the other where he stopped, looking at each other, The other man who talked much, put a short gun in the hand of one who talked not at all; and the other who talked much, put another short gun comiclbooks.conn