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eo. <-2v 73 THORSPATH, THE TRAILER ; OF, tirely in the villain’s power, so they at once mounted thelt animals as bidden, Nora was allowed the free use of heft hands, and if was as much as she could do to keep from draw- ing her tiny revolver and sending a bullet throngh the braid of the miscreant chief; but such an act, she knew, would only bring the wrath of the other savages upon both her and - ber futher. Mr. Raymond's hands were tied behind his back, then bis feet were tied by a cord passing from one to the other un- der the unimal’s breast, so that it was impossible for him to escape, even from the back of his horse. — Mounting his animal, Red Hand attached a lead-rope to the bits of both the captives’ horses, and then fastened the ends of the rope to the pommel of his own saddle, thus taking control of all the animals; and with a captive on each side, he set off once more on his triumphant march to the village, the savages on foot following close behind. George Raymond spoke not a word, for his heart was too much troubled—not for his own, but his child's fate to which she was being carried. He studied every possible chance of escape, and there was but one in any way feasible, but even this was impossible, for a while, at least. The animal he rode was a swift runner, and it would require but a single word to send him flying over the plain had he not been fas- tened to the chief’s saddle with the lead rope; and all that he could do under the circumstances was to wait and watch for the chance; but, hardly had he come to this conclusion when the report of a rifle rung out through the forest and a bullet whistled through the sir and struck the ground a few feet in advance of the chief's horse. Before Red Hand and ‘the savages could fully recover from their consternation canse:l by the report of the rifle, George Raymond was flying over the prairie—guiding his animal by the swaying of his body. -The bullet that whizzed through the air Aad cut Ue lead-rope in twain / : Several random shots were fired at the fugitive, who soon disappeared around a point in the timber. ~ But who fired that unerring bullet ? _ Red Hand halted ani sent his braves in every direction in ws of the unseen, unknown marksman, but the search Conniclbooks.conn