Beadle's Dime Novels No. 96: Little Moccasin — page 31: what you’re looking at

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OVER THE FALLS. 88 disappeared. No longer a child of wonderful beauty, with just enough Indian blood in her to ripen early, she was now a woman—gloriously developed, with large, laughing eyes, and imperious bearing—a leopard in her graceful, undulating moye- ments,.a tigress in her wrath. That she-had not been a mur- deress indeed, was owing to the hand she had just kissed ‘so lovingly, and her look said so, as she went up to the side of ‘Smith and listened to their hurried arrangements. “There was indeed no time to lose. The expedition was to consist of nearly a hundred men armed to the the teeth ; and for aught they knew, though fixed for the last day of the year, it might be under way at this very moment. “«God help us if it should be so!’ said Peter, as the thought crossed his mind—‘ but why not tell me all this, Oonanee dear, instead of taking me away off into the woods ? “ Oonanee smiled—and then, for the first time, it flashed over a mind, that her whole object was to get him out of he anger. “<The sleigh! the sleigh! God forgive you, Canatide, if I 8hould be too late !’ said he. “Into the sleigh they sprung. The whip cracked and rat- tled, the snow sparkled, and just as they whirled round the out- skirts of a wide clearing, they saw afar off what appeared to be the beginning of a great fire in the direction of the village, “*Lay on the whip, Jim |—lay it on for your life ? scream- ed Peter. ‘ Make them spring to it—or we may be too late, after all! See! see! the scoundrels are upon us, and have probably fired the village. Hurrah, there! hurrah! Give it to ’em I’ “The horses were doing their best; and as the roar of the . Falls grew louder, the fire, which geomed moving to meet them half-way, grew redder and fiereer. Signals went up. Occasional musket-shots were heard—then two or three volleys, and then the booming of heavy cannon from the Canada shore+with Shouting and screams of horror and wild hurrahs—growing louder and louder at every plunge of the furious young horses.” “ Great God! Almighty Father !”. murmured Perry, throw- ing himself back on the pile of cedar-branches, and trembling all over and moaning piteously. ’ “ As they came all at once in sight of the Falls, they saw comicbooks.com *