Beadle's New Dime Novels: The Specter Chief — page 30: what you’re looking at

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$4 THE PHANTOM CHIEF. gestions, it was concluded to take the canoe in tow, 21% run into the first favorable piece of shore on the southerm side, where it could be buried. The crew immeiately began the execution of this plan; and when the headway of the Flat-bottom was recovered, the canoe was dragging close alongside. f It was now time for the mid-day meal, which had been ’ deferred by the foregoing occurrences. Colonel Victor, Marie, and the Surveyor, with Butler, who had been re- quested to join them, retired into the cabin. Marie had no appetite, after the disgusting sight she had just wit- nessed, and for her sake Colonel Victor strove to give a cheerful aspect to affairs. The surveyor would have sns+ tained him, but in his eagerness rather overshot the line of probabilities, and it was evident to the depressed girl that the conversation was a little strained on their part. DBut- ler was always so cautious in his opinions of the! move- ments of the Indians, that Marie longed to hear from him some cheering expression; and in this she was not disap- pointed. He stated the circumstances which influenced . him to believe that the corpse was as yet not discovered, . and he was about relating an anecdote from his personal experience, illustrative of his reasoning, when a quick yell arose from the northern shore, sounding with startling clearness upon the ears of the party. All sprang instinc~ tively from the table, and Butler s'epped through the doorway, followed by Colonel Victor ani Fenton, The traders and settlers were seen on the right of the boat manifesting the confusion of a disagrecable surprise. “The game's up for this time!” said Long Jake, with a peculiar laugh; ‘‘the canoe got loose somehow; anl while we were cating, and the men at the oars were look~ ing ahead, she drifted away from us and set in behind the point of the island there; and we got the last look of let when that screeching imp gave tongue.” This explanation seemed not to satisfy Butler, whe fixed a searching eye upon the Indian, who was standing near him with great apparent composure. Bat the evil was too late fur remedy—the cance had been drawn inte . - ees CORMENOO SEO = > Vos = 7