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a db em et sce op “ ~ THE PHANTOM CHIEF. 25 tonnded so awfully to the terrified girl that she shu lder- ingly closed her ears and drew back from the opening. ‘The trampling of many feet, spreading over a wide sur- face. ag though to cut off from some one the posssibility of escape, recalled her to the aperture, and by the gleam from camp fires and brands, as well as the moonbeams, she “was enabled to discover the direction of the general move- ment, and that an Indian was the object of pursuit. Siace the cry of mingled surprise and deflance which he had ut- tered at the beginning of the chase, he had been silently urging his way toward the creek, with the intention of dashing across it into the gloom of the forest beyond, where he might trust to his skill to relieve him from his pursuers. But the number of these rendered his experi- ment of very 4 fficult execution; and from his edving nearer to the river, it was evident that his chances of suc- cess were lessening. He was at length hemmed in to a very narrow passage, out of Marie’s view; but in a few minutes a huzza reached her ear, and the return of the vic- tors placed her again within oo hearing of their noisy conversation, ** Bill; that fellow had esiviiiies he was a little too late for the creek. I mean to dry this skull-eap the way old Crooked Timber showed us last week. But, bluzes! ~ how the thing bleeds!” Sick at heart, Marie called her uncle; recciving no re- p’y, she pushed aside the blanket-cyrtain and again called, when a rough voice, as though the speaker was just awakened, answered : **Is it the Colonel you want, some of the men.” ** What is all this noise outside ?”’ **Noise?” - ey es—something dreadful has happened. Do see what it is.” The other raised himself up, and listened to the shouts which came intelligibly enough from the camp, and then said : ~ “Ob, it’s nothin’ but Cresap’s fellows—they’re on a marm? he's down with comicbooks:com, > * rm ver eae % Seine *: we a a ee ™ ™ a le | ov : ir >» —