Pulp Fiction, 1876 · page 64 of 100
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68 THORNPATI, THE TRAILER; OR, . «Ugh! grunted the savage, gathering himself, “ pal ‘dog kick loud, but me kill,” and, seizing a tomahawk, . would have wreaked a terrible vengeance on the author of * soured ” stomach, had his comrades not prevented him. “ Mus’ no kill the Crovked Trail. Mus’ burn at the village said a savage, “ Not ez ennybody knows of, I won't burn, my beauties.” “He! he! he!” laughed a savage. “Too much green?” “T say, red-skin, how’s yer bread-basket sence I kick ye?” “That how,” said the savage, advancing, and giving tb? Trailer another slap, having no fears of being kicked, sine the hunter’s feet had been tied. '. But, scarcely bad he dealt the blow, than Thornpath mad? a lunge forward, aud gave the savage another drive in tbé stomach with his ead, that sent him spinning to grass a sec ond time, and from the effects of which he did not recovet 80 soon. “] sw’ar, red-skin, that war a bu’ster,” said the old Trailer; *how’s yer breal-basket now ?”’ » ©The only reply the savage made was a desperate casping for breath, and a significant shake of his fist at Thornpatb, who broke into a roar of laughter at the wheezing red-skin’s discomfiture, while the other savages locked at their friend as much as to say, “ Let him alone, then.” .. However, the savage did not renew his attack, and heré the quarrel ended. One of the red-skins, who seemed to be a leader of the party, advanced to Thornpath and said: “The great Serpent Trail knows where the wigwams of the pale-faces are, yonder,” and he pointed away toward thé north-east, in the direction of Slaugbter’s settlement, on the Checaugue river. “ Waal, what’s that your business if I do ?” retorted Thorm path. ~ _ “But the pale-face, Serpent Tratl, knows the quick trail,” the savage said, stooping over and running bis finger along ‘vpon the ground by way of illustration. “Be a fool if I didn’t, when I've tramped 1t as many times “ But the Indian only knows the long trail to the pale-faces’ Conmmiclsoolks.corn - 'a4