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32 THE DOOMED HUNTER. With saddened faces their march was resumed, and contin- ued rapidly till the sun was sinking low. The wounded sav- ages, being weakened by loss of blood, were compelled to fall behind, and. were soon, Ipat sicht of. | Ralph endeavored to draw from Elk’s Foot some of the particulars in regard to the fight, and although that personage was somewhat reserved, he finally succeeded in gaining the details. It. seemed that the whites had sent a single: man forward to spy the land in advance of them, and hunt for the Indian trail wherever it might seem.doubtful. The scout had noticed the willows, and at once suspected an ambuscade. Making a circuit to the rear of the position, he saw. the scalp-lock of a brave waving above the bushes. To send a bullet through the betrayed head was his first act, and one which gave the signal for a general fight. .The Indians poured in a fire upon such of their foes as were within sight, but..without.. much effect.. They rose up as it was given, and received a wither- ing volley from the whites, As the latter took to . trees or threw themselves upon the ground, they presented no. certain aim for the Indians, whose willow thicket, was little protection against the powerful rifles of their foes... In a very few. min- utes the savages were so decimated that they simultaneously abandoned the conflict, and fled for dear life. The little band which was now pushing through the wilderness showed how fatal the battle had been... Near sunset the party halted, built a fire, ate such food as they had with them, set a watch, and threw themselves mnen the ground to sleep. : It seemed to Ralph that he had but just begun to, doze when he was awakened by a rough hand. upon. his shoulder, and the voice of Elk’s Foot said: _ “ Come, pale-face. Wego on now.” Rousing himself he saw that the party was easy prepared for a start, The wounded Indians had come up, and. were replenishing the fire, as they intended to stay there during the night. The light of day had gone, and only the. pale, watching stars remained to guide the savages upon. their course. These, however, were quite suflicient, since they were well acquainted with the country through which their route — Cconniclooolksseomnn