Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 82: what you’re looking at

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8 THORNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, books; hunting and fishing together; sympathizing with each other in their troubles and boyish mishaps until a feel ing had grown up between them like that of brothers. And when they had grown to men’s estate, and the spirit of ad- venture led one to breast the dangers of the frontier, the other followed ; and though circumstances placed them in different positions, their old-time affection was just the same. And when Frank had told his friend of Mabel’s captivity, he re- - solved then and there to assist him to rescue her if it took them years; so, sending his men on toward the Post under his first lieutenant, Captain Stanfield and Frank set off alone toward the grove where Mabel was last seen. Unfortunately, the young men were captured by a party of ambushed sav- ages, almost the moment they entered the grove; and being bound and disarmed, they were placed upon their animals again and carried away toward the Indian village; and in this condition we find them when their captors halted before the camp-fire of their red brethren. Searcely had the involuntary cry escaped Mabel’s lips at sight of her lover, than she discovered what a terrible blun- der she had committed, for almost instantly the savages’ eyes were peering up into the dark foliage. “Oh, Nora! Nora!” she sobbed, in a whisper, “I have been a weak fool, but I could not help it; I have revealed our presence !” “True, Mabel, the savages heard you, but as they are not the ones that were with Red Hand, they know not but that one person is hidden here; and if one of us will hurry down before they discover both, the other may escape and bring friends to the rescue.” “Then I will descend, Nora; for were I to remain, I would be just thoughtless enough to reveal my presence. Good-by, and may God bless and aid you, dear Nora,” and Mabel at once began the descent, for the savages were pre- paring torches to examine the double darkness of their retreat ‘among the thick foliage. In a moment, Mabel, pale and sad, stood upon the ground in the full glare of the camp-fire. A low murmur of surprise cComicbookssacom