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7 . ~.eF “NCWe po now,” said ‘the Sioux, descending through. the : house to the ground. Young Brainerd was too apprehensive -* gnd anxious ‘to leave his. post; and, as the artist had already “pid his friends good-by, he’ deemed it hardly worth while. to “repeat it; so the two mercly waved their farewells, and. the- : wagon moved. away. | ~ he animals which drew these five persons, were of the gonsiderable strength and bottom, were not very swift of foot, & -ajtbough, when urged to their utmost, they could go at quite rapid rate. | Phe artist.and his friend maintained their position upon the roof. “As we have hinted before, it was directly beside the chimney, and was reached from a trap-door. It consisted simply of a few slats fastened to the shingles, so as to offer a ~ pecure footing. Taking things in his usual unconcerned man “ner, the former seated himself, and holding his glass in hand, — settled it toward his departing friends, with the intention o. watching them as iong as they remained in his field of vision. rdimary kind used upon a farm, which, while they possessed Young Brainerd kept the standing position, with his hand -ppon the chimney beside him, so that he had every portion of the horizon at his command, Although such was the case, itmay actually be supposed that his gaze constantly wandered to the east, where his dearest friends on earth, must for:some ~‘4ime be visible. ‘@tanding thus, and gazing away over the prairie, he again - ‘gaw the Indians pause, as if they had once more changed _ their minds, or else were carrying out some subtle laid plan for the capture of the little band of fleeing fugitives. “ Halleck, what can those infernal red-skins mean?” ~he “‘gsked, feeling sick at heart at the repeated disappointment,’ ~~ “when hone had seemingly reseived itseir into certainty. “What can they mean?” repeated the artist, without ' ‘Towering the glass, “I don’t suppose they mean any thing in particular; it strikes.me you are mighty -suspicious. . You | attend to your part of the horizon, and {I will attend to’this > portion. ss “T tell you,” said Brainerd, knitting his brow with anxiety, = “TI can’t feel easy regarding matters in that direction... & ___ hooks much as though there were a scheme afoot which none GEomichbookssGo