Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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4 THORNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, possible for the sharpest eye to detect his himself for the ordeal, the old Trailer walled Ghith until Ke cuuak was within a few feet of the log, then he tlrust the heavy piece of wood forward, striking the prow of tlie canoe with such force that the savage on the watch was thrown forward headlong into the water. Jn an instant Thornpath had seized him, and that dreadful knife did its work, silently but with awful certainty, and the body floated away at the will of the current. All this had occurred in the space of a minute, the gloom hiding the actors and the cataract drowning the noise. When the canoe came in Contact with the log, the three savages burst into a roar of laughter at their comrade’s misfortune in tumbling into the water—snpposing, as they had come in contact with several others, but not so violent, that the log was merely driftwood floating down. Thornpath gave a low, savage grunt of discomfiture, and muttered some invective in the Indian tongue, then boldly scrambled up and seated himself in the prow of the cance where the savage had sat! And yet, the three savages were ignorant of the terrible and silent tragedy that had been enacted under the very prow of their canoe, so perfectly dense was the dark- ness, and so noisesome the little {orrent. All right again as the savages supposed, the canoe moved on once more, the darkness seeming to grow deeper and deeper as they advanced, The banks grew higher, and the low, drooping foliage of the trees trailed in the water, rendering the passage one of great difficulty—stil] the canoe labored on —slowly on, Presently Harwood'’s guard opened a conversation with one of the oarsmen behind him. This gaye Thornpath another opportunity to act. Leaning backward, he touched Frank's hand, and by its well-known clasp, Frank knew that Serpent Trail sat there before him. ' Harwood started with inward” surprise, bat, quicker than thought he realized his situation, and comprehended the daring feat his friend was performing for his rescue. The old Trailer had now but a few moments in which to pe Ad work, for, just abead, an opening in the forest At hifs feet lay the tomahawk of the dead eavage. comiciooolks.Ccomn