Beadle's Frontier Series #25: Indian Jim—A Tale of the Minnesota Massacre — page 36: what you’re looking at

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‘ . A stillness like chat of death succeeded this dreadf if inter” rnption, and then our two friends looked at each other. _“T’s my opinion, oo, that we had better complete thig - gketch-some other day,” remarked the artist, in’ his careless; self-posscssed manner, as he closed’ his portfolio and mLOSE wo his feet. _ “Don’t! don’t!” plead ‘Marian, in terror, © > you knot t ; Bow you are exposing yourself?” The words were scarcely out of her mouth, when a seond and third report. awoke the slumbering echoes of the lake, and the 2p, zip of the bullets around them, warned. the ‘two iat these a compliments were certainly intended for them. “Confound it! some renegade ‘aboaryginis’ are disgracing . their people, by this trickery—” Marian grasped him and pointed toward the Licad of the sake, where three Indians were seen leaping and running, and making their way with all specd toward them. Adolphus Ball eck. by this time, had come to the conclusion that if was ef the last importance that he shuuld act in a ver; decisive manner. “Be a brave girl, Marian,” he whispered, as he took her band, and dashed down the rocks toward the wood. Seeing that it was his intention to make a direct line for home, she checked him after they had gone a rod or two, and said: “ We can never escape them by running. We must hide eurselves.” The artist glanced hurriedly around, and the next moment - gnot off toward a failen tree, the roots of which were cnveloped #2 a dense undergrowth. - “In there, quick! Confound the kheors! squeeze in!’ “What are you going to do?’ she asked, as he remained -Panding on the outside. “Pitch for some other place! ’twouldn’t do to stay here: : They'd nab us both in ten seconds. Keep still, end don’t ste till. I come to you again.” - Young Halleck turned away, and pulling his hat over bis eyes, so that it could not blow off, “ran as no man ran be fore.” His practice in the gymnastics at home, had made him quite muscular and fleet of foot, but he was. by no means Gomichbooks (E@)