Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 39: what you’re looking at

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THE PERILS OF THE PRAIRIE. 43 the log, now gnawing and scratching at the sides, in all mak- ing such a fearful din that the cold perspiration oozed from _ €yery pore in the fugitive’s body. But, finally, the noise sub- Sided, and one by one the beasts shrunk away to their lairs, ard all became silent as the grave. ‘ _ Overcome by sheer exhaustion, Josiah Jenkins soon fell into & refreshing sleep, from whicb he was finally aroused by the Mound of human voices. ; Raising himself onto his elbows, and rubbing his eyes to follect his bewildered senses, he found that a small, dazzling Tay of light was shining in the log through a small knot-hole. Thrqngh this hole he peered out, and to his horror he saw that a bright camp-fire was burning within a few feet of the log, while around it were seated half a dozen grim and stal- Wart savages, among whom was the great chief, Red Hand. Presently, his eye caught sight of other forms and faces that _ Caused an involuntary sigh to escape his lips, accompanied hy ‘hat familiar exclamation, “ Oh, salvation !” CHAPTER VII. RED HAND AND WIS WARRIONS TAKE A Nar. __. Is carrying his captives away, Red Hand took no precau Mion whatever to hide his trail. He felt so positive that hw Plans had been so well laid and execnted that there would be Ro one, in fact, to follow his trail left alive after that day’s work, for he had distributed all his forces so as to kil ®nd capture all the male settlers and hunters belonging to the Post, jittle dreaming how imperfectly his object would be ac- When night came on, it found the chief and his captives tal miles from the Post, and just entering a broad prairie, he halted for a few moments to allow the ponies te raze, In the ogg egs was A ge el of four pal eee , = ail ey