Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 26 of 100
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28 THE DOOMED HUNTER. As thé young man knew there would be no heed given to the question, however often repeated, he tried the task of walking, and found that he succeeded much better than might have been expected under the circumstances. “You walk good,” said the, Indian, who watched the pro- ceeding closely... “Now we go.” The Indians seemed highly elated at. their success, and walked. along. quite rapidly, apparently paying little: heed to the prisoner, who walked among them with all the appear- ance of a free man. But the covert glances which were cast upon him from time to time, and the impossibility of leaving his place, satisfied him that. he was not henceforth to be his own. muster. At length they crossed Silver- Run, some deinnce above Forest Valley, and here he was allowed to drink of the pure waters, and also to bathe his neck and head., This pro- cedure revived him greatly, and gave the wonted elasticity and, vigor to his limbs. He was now able to keep pace with the savages without any undue exertion: It was almost daylight when they crossed Silver Run, and in a few minutes after leaving it the first. beams of the morn- ing sun appeared upon the tree-tops. The Indians now has- tened their degree of speed, which they could do with ety and traveled several hours before making. any halt. They then came to a stand near a bountiful spring which gushed. from beneath a large rock. Several of the men pro- duced dried meat, which was eagerly devoured by the party, after having been divided. Though Ralph; felt little inclina- tion to eat, he took a small piece of the meat, drank from the —-. en et ee spring, and then seated himself upon the ground to.rest and 4 think while his captors were satisfying their appetites.. He well knew where they were, often haying stopped at; that spring to quench, his thirst when upon hunting excursions. But if that — was the most direct course toward the Indian town, he feared that-it must be far distant. Their repast soon was oyer, and then, ‘Feating: their Scodblad frames for a brief time, the march was resumed, : Ralph noticed before leaving the place that one of. the - number was left behind, and special instructions: even him. . comrebooks.com mo a isnin