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54 THE DOOMED HUNTER. back, bringing the rifle and pistols, with a quantity of ammu- nition. | “Your powder-horn was nearly empty,” he said, holding up the one he had brought; so I took mine, which was almost full. There’s near a hundred bullets in your pouch, and when either pele reduced come to me—lI shall always have a supply.” Ralph thanked his brother, and took the Se ce which he quickly disposed of. Then he slipped the pistols into his belt and slung the rifle over his shoulder. 2 je “ Now I feel like a man again!” he exclaimed, “ Lendme . one of your knives, Stephen, for I have nothing to cut my food — with, as I spoiled this thing digging out of the Indian cabin.” He threw down the battered Indian blade as he spoke, and Stephen sprung to bring the required article. In a moment he reéntered the apartment, saying, in a hurried tone: “The house is being surrounded, Ralph; I fear all is dis- covered! You must hide, quickly, or they will find you.” “Never fear for me. Jo you be abed and fast asleep. I will take care of Ralph! Go—you know nothing as to where I am—I have been here, but am gone.” There was something in his manner so impressive to the hearers that they could not refuse compliance, and imme- diately stole from the room. No sooner were they gone than Ralph slipped into the chimney, and was soon hidden from or- dinary observation. He had scarcely vacated the apartment when a loud knock resounded upon the door. . Stephen now gathered more fully his brother’s meaning, and in a drowsy tone asked who was there. “Never mind,” was the savage reponse. ‘“ Open the door ; we want that murderer that’s in here !” “There is no murderer here,” said Stephen Rilley. “Neyer mind. Open the door or down it comes, this very minit !” As Stephen was already dressed he fumbled about for a moment, and then opened the door, looking exceedingly sleepy. “T don’t see what you mean disturbing a man at this time 0 night,” he said, rather petulantly. But no heed was paid to his words, and the excited rabble + Cconmiclooolks.comn)