Pulp Fiction, 1876 · page 72 of 100
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v3) THORNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, propriated one of their tomahawks, a scalping-knife and a rifle he ordered them to conceal themselves, and capture alive the two pale-faces that were coming that way; and having seen that his orders were obeyed, he rode on for some distance; then dismounted and hitched his horse. | And all of this time George Raymond and his daughter were approaching the woods, all unconscious of the score of Laman tigers that were awailing them in ambush. - George Raymond was just in the prime of manhood, scarcely forty years of age, a robust figure, strong, active and muscula) tall and commanding—in all, a figure of perfect manhood. ‘Nora Raymond partook much of her father’s nobility. She Was scarcely seventeen, yet nature had never formed nor art penciled a more exquisite, perfect, graceful nor lovely form than Nora Raymond possessed ; while every lineament of her features was regular and clear as an ancient cameo. Masses of short ringlets, black-bronzed like the raven’s wing, clustered about her well-poised head and a brow of alabaster whiteness. Black eyes, that seemed to look into your very soul, sparkled like diamonds from beneath their jetty fringe of lashes, and upon her cheeks the rose and lily blended their hues. _\ Mr. Raymond was riding a trained and spirited black horse, while his daughter rode a beautiful and graceful snow-wlhjte pony, handsomely caparisoned with saddle and bridle, which, let us say right here, was a present from her affianced husband, Captain Richard Stanfield, who at the time was on military duty at Fort Des Moines. In a short time the fxther and daughter entered the timber, and as their road was somewhat obstructed, they reined their animals to a walk, and still, all unconscious of the basilisk eyes «that were fixed upon them, the score of couchant human tigers that Jay in ambush for them, they rode on—on until they were right uponthem. Then, with whoops and yells, the savages sprung out, seized the animals by the bits, and jerked them back upon their haunches, throwing their riders to the ground. . Both were instantly seized and bound, and Mr. Ray- mond’s weapons taken from him; but, to Nora's joy, they overlooked 4 little silver-mounted revolver that was tucked | awe : Conmicloolkks.comn Fst, fw 4 - ao -o9