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aS FALLECK IN A DILEMMA. paused to listen io the savages, who were hurrying throughtha = house, no doubt in quest of those who were supposed to be concealed within it.” “You may look there all night,” he laughed to himself; “ but, s : iit is the opinion of a certain gentleman about my age and a qe chance to meet again.” figure, that you will search a little longer before you find Mr Adolphus Halleck. Bonjour my Ss ities friends, unti 4 Deeming it imprudent to remain longer in the vicinity, he ~ aAmade his way toward the spot where Bri ainerd had promised ito be with the horses. To his amazement, nothing was ta be seen either of him or them. He was puzzled to under. — stand the meaning of this, with the feeling that he would e» counter some explanation ; but nothing rewarded his gaze, an# he begun half to fear that he had been ieft alone in the mid¢ of these formidable dangers. He went so far as to call the- name of his companion several times, in a suppressed yoice — but, receiving no answer, he ceased, determined,.for the future to be his own counsellor and guide. He was certainly in an extraordinary position—left alone, within gun-sbot of the band of Indians, whose deadly hostil- - ity could not be doubted. With no means, except those such as nature had given him, he was at a loss how to escape from — those whose vindictiveness spared no age or sex. Even he. begun to debate upon the most proper course for him t¢ pursue. To remain where he was until morning, wail be the same as surrendering himself into the hands of the Sioux, whe were in that mood in which it may literaily be ‘said, “ they thirsted for biood.” The hbouse,. outbuildings, and every . thing combustible, would be a mass of charred cinders by ‘ daylight, so none of them could offer the slightest chance foz concealment. To wander forth, alone, over the prairie, strike — 4 ing east toward St. Paul, he doubted not would eventually 3 ; take him safely out-of his trouble; but there was the f hysical - $exertion to which he was constitutionally opposed, ard te - which he had no intention of resc rting, until absolute. 7 com: ~ pelled to do so. “Hang it;” he muttered, “ what cun have becomes -f wu is: a and the horses is Hello |” (E() 0X00) S) : & - Pe oe com ~ - ~*