Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 70: what you’re looking at

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7 THORNPATH, THE TRAILER ; OR, him such a powerful jerk, that the over-confident red-skin re Jaxed his hold and dropped head downward, below the huntef, who still held on to his feet. In a moment more, the beat) reached the hexd of the swinging savage, who at once madé a desperate attack upon the brute with his knife, cutting and slashing him in his face. This thoroughly maddened the fierce beast, who, seizing the head of the red-skin between his paws, was in the act of burying his white fangs in his brain, when Thede let go his hold on the Sioux’s feet, and both sav- age and bear went thundering down among the branches, and struck the ground with such force, that the hunter felt a per- ceptible shock of the giant tree. : The Indian was killed outright by the fall, but the bear got up, gave a fierce growl, and went lumbering off into the _ forest, closely pursued by a dozen yelling savages, that burst, like # hurricane, from the shadows of the undergrowth at that instant. CHAPTER XI. 4 NEW CHARACTER. Rep Hand was the first of his party to sleep off the effects of the narcotic, though, when he awoke, it was broad daylight. Gazing about him for a moment in a kind of stu- pid bewilderment, he suddenly sprung to his feet and looked into the tent, to find it vacant—his birds flown ! A string of oaths, too horrible to mention, escaped his lips ; and for a moment, he appeared like an enraged demon, and to fully demonstrate the spirit of his feelings, he walked up to his sleeping savages and gave each a furious kick, accompanied with an oath. By considerable exertion, he succeeded in rousing the brain-bemuddled braves to a true realization of - their situation, but, not until he had found the empty opium vial, did he know the cause of their sweet repose in the ~ “Oarse that old wench! fil drug her brain with s COmicbooks. conn) v