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& THORNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, of my friends are alive,’ and Mabel went on and related all her trials and troubles since Oakley first met her on the prai- rie, and wept as though her heart would break. Nora did all in her power to cheer and comfort her, and gave her much to hope for. CHAPTER XII. RICHARD IS HIMSELF AGAIN. Txe fugitives shaped their course directly south, keeping to the left of the grove, for fear of running into the power of the savages that Red Hand had left behind. After they bad ridden half a mile, a swell in the prairie hid Red Hand from view, and then they reined in their animals to a slow gallop, feeling that beyond his presence they had liitle to fear. But in this they were sadly disappointed. On gaining a command- ing eminence, they looked back and saw a party of several mounted Indians draw up before the solitary chief; then they saw one of the savages dismount, and Red Hand vault into the saddle, and, followed by his warriors, he dashed furiously away in pursuit of the girls. “ Merciful heavens, Nora!” exclaimed Mabel, “Red Hand and a band of his savages are in pursuit of us.” “True, Mabel, but let us hope for the best, and ride, ride for our lives,” replied pretty Nora, giving ber animal the rein. “ We had better turn toward the timber, for, if we succeed in reaching it in advance of the ehief, he can not follow us so fast as when we are in plain sight all the time.” So the fugitives turned at right-angles and rode toward the timber. Red Hand saw their intention and took across the to cut them off from their hoped-for cover: but, the maidens had little fears of this, for they were fully a mile in advance ; and when the forest was at last reached, the pur- suers were some half a mile behind. ‘The fugitives had begun to congratulate each other on their goud success, when unfortunately Nora’s animal stepped io Conmiclooolks.Colnn)