Beadle's Frontier Series #25: Indian Jim—A Tale of the Minnesota Massacre — page 63: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

® “rer . . ™ -- a os —— we Py? SS - < . “ke . ee oa a ty Se Jy ae = oS > 5 eel 2 ~< - } - - —_ ~J + ye a mn - r* ~ ~*~ “ * ~ he _ tioned savage said: = “White man—s’render—take scalp, if don’t! ” “ There seems to be no help for it, so here goes. I expect you to treat me in the chivairous manner, which has rendered | your people so distinguished throughout the world.” ~ “You go wid us,” added the one already mentioned, .turn- ing the head of his horse toward the burning buildings. Thus far, the savage who appeared last, had not spoken a q @ingle word, or made the slightest demonstration. He merely “ | PAUL INTERPOSES. . tes ot took his position to the left of the prisoner, who was thus guarded in a most effectual manner, The artist took the bes; view ibe darkness would permit of this personage; a strange thrill ran through him, as he fancied he detected a resem- blance to the Indian Paul, who had befriended him a short time before. Several times he was on the point of spesking, but he checked himself, and they rode forward in silence. Tire fact of his not speaking was singular, The artist was imagining all manner of things, v when the unknown one fell back a few paces, and the other, as if wondering what it could mean, did the same. Hialicck. fearing some sinister design against himself, turned his head to watch theiz motions. He Was just soon enough to see one of the Indians ride close to | the other, a quick sweep of the arm, and his first acquaintancea fell dead from -his horse. * You stay here,” said the survivor, whose identity could be doubted no jonger; “oder white man soon be here—lIniia efter women folks—catch up wid ’em—get dere scalps.” The speaker galloped rapidly away, leaving his audior in a whirl of strange emotion. -The hint which he had thrown j out regarding the danger of his friends, was but a confirma: ‘tion of a strange fear which “had possessed him since night- : ‘fall. He was now all anxiety to follow in pursuit of tha asm wagon, and he impatiently awaited the epproach of Brainerd, Again the scund of a horse's feet filled him with expecta tion. He made ready, however, to receive him, whether 9 friend or foe. He was not disappointed. A moment lates, - young Brainerd rode up beside, and, in a few words, leaned ee al} that, had en since his departure. —(eCoypaiel oxeyey eS} cee) * ii 4 yy ey és vt , d : a ’ Vai weds Ai BL (7 BA ; se unwieldy rifle. ee he cate call this into use, the fret-men = =