Beadle's Frontier Series #25: Indian Jim—A Tale of the Minnesota Massacre — page 51: what you’re looking at

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go THE SAVAGES MOVING ~ ; Se sy aohe. fight straight to the house? What will it advanteg2 them to try such a foolish game as that ?” S -? - ae ‘ cae - I ie SSS a = ° ~ cave “JT can not answer, Dolph; I can only tell you that it is | = hard to understand the working of an Indian’s brain. Shrewd end cunning as we know them to be, they sometimes do things which are strictly incomprehensible. és Young Brainerd again took the glass and ree tha the savages had arisen to their feet, and both bodies hace ited. All of them were discernible with the naked eye but their movements, as thus viewed, were uncertain. “My heavens! they are coming!” exclaimed Brainerd, scarcely able to repress his excitement. “The deuce! keep quict, old boy, don’t let the folks dowm below sce you, or they will be frightened.” ‘, Frightened | and isn’t it enough to frighten any One. Why, they'll be here in a haif hour. ” “That ain’t so sure; if you'll only look a little sities : you will sce that they are not coming this way after all.” Such proved to be the case, although its knowledge brought only a temporary reuef; for the movements of the savages were so erratic and uncertain, that there was no divining their object. They had scarce begun taking to themselves a little comfort at their fortunate change, when they deviated again, and now moved directly toward the house. These strange Indians could not ayoid seeing the farms house, and beyond all doubt had debated with themselves, whether to approach it or not. While young Brainerd wag — almest beside himself with consternation, they altered their course for the third time, taking such a direction, that, ifcon: __ tinued, would lead them several miles away froma the house No words can picture the anxiety with which Will Brainerd -gurveyed their motions through the spy-giass. Slowly and — eimost impercept ibly, like the movement of the hour-hand — around the face of a watch, they went further away on the circumference marked by the horizon, until they had passed fully forty-five degrees, without approaching appareatly any = closer to the house. “ All right!” exclaimed Halleck, “ those red-skins wouldn’s ; disturb you for the world.-I have read enough books Qo know something about them.” f , Eomichbooks com _ A yea TAY r AEE Se PF fe iy ae ihe Le aS oat ? tt pe sy ye "48d, = Why 4d ae Aad . Z ; Ain yy 4 " Ne eR a Spel \ i + : ‘ . fia . ae ey > Re w 7 a * »¢ v4 » Be t 1T , m wd af 7 ’ > a CL Uy wou it : y. ofa = _ tae