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FLIGHT AGAIN. 73 there had, no doubt, put those who sought his life doubly upon their guard. Extensive as had been his border and forest experience, he knew of no retreat where he might safely hide from. his numerous enemies. His only safety was in putting such a distance between himself and them as would render futile all their attempts against him. As his present course was toward the east, the very reverse of the direction he wished to take, he only continued it for such time as seemed sufficient to carry him beyond the savages’ reach. Then he turned his steps to the south-east, heading for Forest Valley. Not that he really intended to revisit the place, but an irresistible influence drew him thence. . | He traveled some miles in the new direction, and then stopped. Ife was uncertain as to the exact distance he might have traveled, and, as morning already was paling the eastern stars, he resolved to wait until its beams should reveal his whereabouts. He was far from feeling anxious for further adventures, if they could possibly be avoided. Daylight came at length, and Ralph soon satisfied himself as to his whereabouts. He was within ten miles of Forest Valley, in a region he had frequently visited. He was undecided which of two plans to pursue. Pro- bably he could remain where he was till late in the day, and stand comparatively small chances of being discovered. Then he could. shape his course toward Forest Valley, and seek an interview with his brother during the coming night. He could thus procure a rifle, and make another attempt to gain an asylum in the western wilderness. Failing of this, he must take to the forest, and endeayor to obtain a living from such berries and roots as he could find. Seeking a refuge as well sheltered from the casual passer as might be readily found, the young. man threw himself upon the ground, and was soon asleep. So deeply exhausted was he by the past nights of unrest, that it was nearly noon before he awoke, ~ , He would have sprung to his feet at once on seeing how high the sun had mounted, but recollecting the circumstances which surrounded him, used due caution before making any move. He was scanning the region before and around him, conniclooolks.eornn)