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44 THE DOOMED HUNTSER. had some hopes of gaining time, and it was with this purpose he commenced : “T have not seen the people belonging to the Wolf-Slayer’s tribe. Ido not know much of the Sleeping Fawn. I have not learned to love her. It requires time for a white man to learn such things, and he must see the maiden of his choice often, and in her daily works.” The savages listened patiently, for they would not interrupt him, but when he had ceased speaking the chief replied : “ Who loves the Wolf-Slayer’s daughter? Is it not enough that she loves the pale-face, and has saved his life? Let him marry her soon, and learn love inthe long summer moons !” “But, that is not the custom of my people,” returned Ralph; “I could not do so. .I must learn to love first—then I may marry.” “The pale-face is to be pale-face no more,” retorted the head chief, speaking almost perfect. English, and using very decided movements. ‘“ He must be Injun—or nothing.” “ But, I can not change in a moment,” persisted Ralph. “T must have time. You can not deny me that, surely ?” The chief uttered a grunt of impatience. “The pale-face talk well,’ he said—‘ make great man among the Injuns. Wolf-Slayer want him for son. Can have him? Sleeping Fawn is: impatient—she would know.” “When will the marriage take place ?” “ Now. Another sun must see him the husband of Sleeping Fawn !” ‘No, not so soon as that,” said Ralph, decidedly. “Must be.” “Tt shall not be—I will not be married thus hastily !’ the fearless hunter declared. “'To-night or never the pale-face must wed Sleeping Fawn !” declared the chief. “Then it shall be never /” was the unequivocal answer. The trio of savages seemed somewhat startled at this bold declaration, and the disappointed maiden uttered a low cry, as of despair. Rage and mortification appeared to blend in the visages of the men. For some moments not a person in the cabin moyed—the three Indians gazing upon the daring COMmiclbooxs:COhn