Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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2 THORNPATH, THE TRAILER ; OR, forth a small knife that had escaped the savages’ notice, and severed the cords that bound his lower limbs ; then, replacing » the knife, he sprung to his feet, and seizing his own trusty rifle from among those of the savages, he darted awzay into the gloom of the woods, Josinh Jenkins made good use of his legs, for he knew now that it was a case of Jife ordeath. He was naturslly a swift - Yunner, and upon this occasion fear seemed to lend wings te his feet, and it was but a little while until he hud puta safe distance between himself and the red-skins whom he had com- pletely outwitted, whether intentionally or accidentally, is a question of much doubt. Out of breath, Josiah stopped to rést and listen. Far away in the distance he could hear the faint yells of the baffled Sioux ; and hark! near him he heard the light patter, patter of soft footfalls. He peered about in the gloom, and but a few steps away he discovered a pair of small, bead-like sparks of fire, back of which he could dis- cern a dark; shaggy form. What was it? While the fugi- tive sat trying to answer himself the question, a low, sharp bark broke the awful silence. It was a wolf! Springing to his feet, Josiah dashed away. Another sharp bark echoed through the woods, and was answered back from . a dozen different points. Soon that ominous patter, patter fell upon the fugitive’s ear again, and then he knew that he was being pursued—not only by one but a dozen wolves. It was a situation to appal the stoutest heart. All around him the fugitive could see these bead-like sparks floating— he could hear the snapping and snarling of the hungry beasts ; and almost feel their hot breath in his face; every moment their number increased; every step they came closer an@ closer, until the fugitive seemed surrounded by a sea of shaggy forms and glaring eyes. Suddenly Josiah struck his foot upon a log and fell to the earth, aad in attempting to rise he found that he had pitched, . half the length of his bedy, into an immense hollow log. The wolves were at his heels, and there was no chance of - eseape or retreat, 80 he pressed himself further into the log, and succeeded, by furious kicking, in beating the howling %. commiclooOolks.comn