Beadle's Dime Novels No. 97: The Doomed Hunter — page 89: what you’re looking at

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and reflecting upon the strange circumstances which had be- fallen him for the past two days. Noon came and passed. Ralph felt satisfied that if the In- dians had intended to make any search in his direction they would have reached the lodge long before. Reasoning thus, he sallied out, and sought for such roots and herbs as would serve to satisfy his hunger. It was no pleasant task, but he could assuage the demands of nature in no other way. True the gun he had brought from the Indian town was loaded, and he might have shot something with the single bullet it contained, “But in that case he would have been almost weaponless, and who could say how valuable a_ bullet might prove to him in the proposed enterprise of the coming night. Having satisfied his inner man as far as possible, Ralph re- turned to his cave, and sitting down upon the stone he had formerly occupied, mused till he fell asleep. ~ When he awoke he perceived that the time for action - was near. ‘The sun was already low behind the distant hills, and by the time he could reach the scene of operations it would be quite dark enough for his purpose, Shaking more priming into the pan of his piece, and shutting it very care- fully, he turned his face in the proper direction. It was quite dark before Ralph reached the vicinity of the ‘Indian town. As there was no moon during the early part of the night, he could have no more opportune time for car- rying out his purpose, if other things should prove favorable. His mind was somewhat troubled, as he neared the place, to observe that a crowd was gathered very near the building 4 he wished to enter, engaged in some CS paicais rite, the na- ture of which he did not comprehend. He was filled: witlk- the liveliest fears for a ti on reaching the vicinity, which the darkness enabled him to do without observation, he saw that the performance boded no ill to Nancy. The idea naturally arose—could he not rescue her while the attention of : dians was directed in another channel ? The supposition. vas speedily negatived when he crept be neath the walls o ‘the building, and peered in upon the- 3 mates. Nancy was there, pale and sorrowing. With her — a3 was the Indian princess, whose love Ralph had rejected, and — a sentinel. ~The latter, with a gun in hand, divided his at- ¢ Comiclbooks.Ccomn) 2