Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 63: what you’re looking at

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THE PERILS OF THE PRAIRIE. 6? 8nd; after makin’ Gyp kiss one of the horridest old squaws in they were goin’ to burn us alive; so I determined ©n one more effort for my life, and breakin’ my bonds like a tow string; I lit out like a streak of greased lightning, with Very savage at my heels. But I soon outrun them ; but jist as they left me, a pack of a thousand wolves got after me, and after strewin’ the ground for a mile with tbeir car- | Casses, I fuund this holler Jog and crawled into it and fainted With oyer-exertion. I suppose poor Gyp was roasted alive.” “ What time o’ night did ye drap into this log?” askec. “ Long enough before midnight.” “And didn’t you know that a party o’ reds, with Mabel Prescott and Miss Stump as captives, were encamped right there last night ?” _. “ Well—no—but I had an awful dream about—” ~ “Hark!” “Oh, salvation! the Ingins! the Ingins are on us!” ‘True enough ; while Josiah was relating his adventures, Seven savages glided out of the forest like shadows, and, ere Our friends were apprised of the fact, they were uponthem. - ~ Quick as thought Thornpath shot down two of them at a ‘Single discharge, but, the next instant, he was overpowered €nd thrown to the ground, his weapons taken from him and his arms pinioned. Josiah sprung to the friendly hollow log, And succeeded in getting about half-way in, when a savage . him by the legs and dragged him out. the captives were subjected to much cruel treatment, - %© the humiliation of the old Trailer and the fears of Josiah ; -€2d the natural failings of the latter were soon discovered, »€nd of course the savages took a barburous delight in tortur- ing him in every possible way. “Keep a stiff upper lip, Josiah,” said the old hunter; “grin and bear without a word, and they'll let ye alone.” “Waugh! pale-face, heap brave,” said a savage, walking /¥p to Thede, and coolly slapping him in the face. “Waugh! red-skin heap coward, and take at to settle Fer stumach,” exclaimed Thornpath, springing to his feet, and ‘Mig on the ground st» the stomach, that fairly doubled the ground at @ distance of ten feet away. | * EComichookssco an