Pluck And Luck (no. 49) (1899 05 10)

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Issued Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at the New York Post Office, by Frank Tousey, No. 49. NEW YORK, MAY 10, 1899. Price 5 Cents, =m EJERROR OF THENORTH PLATTE. im, BY An Oto Scoul. The White Boy Chief’s complexion was a pure olive, with a ruddy tinge on the cheeks denoting the perfection of health. His eyes were dark hazel, and at times almost black,

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tS eee RP a A PLUCK AND LUCK. Complete Stories of Adventure. labied: Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year, Entered as Second Class Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post Office, November 1, 1898, ! Entered according to Act ce Congress in the year 1899, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, = ., by Frank Tousey, 24 Union Square, New York. > NEW YORK, May 10, 1899. Bi Price 5 5 Cents 3 THE WHITE BOY CHIEF, | ‘The Terror of the North Platte. — BY AN OLD SCOUT. ae CHAPTER I. THE SERPENT WORSHIPERS. . THE round dise of the harvest moon was just rising clear and red ver the verge of a huge range of rocks amidst the Blaek Hills* in akota, It arose higher and higher until the full orb appeared shed- ‘ding. a raddy light upon a strange scene that was transpiring upon a eS plateaa at the base of the mountains, Around the plateau were arranged in a semicircle a number ‘of In- dian wigwams formed of buffalo robes, which were decorated and painted with various mystic symbols of legendary Indian lore, alone _ comprehended by the chiefs and braves who inhabited them. One of these that stood in the center of the circle was the most pre- tious of the group, and was embellished with the most curious and Mico tracings of birds, beasts, fish, Us and reptiles of the eous description. eae A ita fire of fresh twigs and wood had been lighted that was ares eye was fastened on’ the velba every: 7 songs hushed, s forth shoots of flame and smoke of the most nauseating odor, paid which were gathered a number of old men and young pranees up the chant. ‘who stood regarding it with the utmost stolidity. At first he sang in extremely low tones, but gradually bis 5 For a brief interval not one of the group moved or stirred; he | grew louder until finally he burst out in fell volume, and se: i Light have been bronze statues for all the life they presented as they | gesticulated in the most frantic manner. He cast his hands w od silently watching the flames ignite until they burst into full | above his head, deseribing circles in the air, he beat his breast Bia laze and shot warmly up, vividly Maminating the huts and somber agely, and the flames burst swiftly from his mouth and nostril : Sant ills” with a crimson glare, } Then, rising from the stooping position hitherto assumed, oan? ‘ ‘Bat then a change ensued; each member of the group bowed hia fully erect, towering toa gigantic height, and leaped frantically b+ 1 head, and Unclasping | his arms began beating his bosom with a slow ward, swaying his working arms wildly above his head. 4) _ > motion as he commenced » low monotonous chant. Reaching the earth again he seemed racked with exeruciating ine iG Gradually the strain changed and grew louder and more lively in ternal spasms as he danced, gibbered and capered like a madma As.) re, and ag it increaged in tone each in turn began moving He roared, shouted and howled in the most startling ‘Manner, ‘No : d, encircling the fire in a dance of rough, but not ungraceful mo- | he was down upon his knees grovelling in the earth, where he writhed ‘ ‘sinuously to and fro like a serpent, Again he sprang up and leaped from side to side, fox, baying like a wolf, or shrieking or snarling like an owl or a With each successive change in the mystie rites, he tore icle from his person and tossed it'on the fire, First he ‘ipped out several feathers from the back of they reached the flames they snapped, spattered and ¢ cu like living snakes, casting forth a sickening aig and feet encased in close fitting leggings of various kinds of bi ds plumes, Around this singular and appalling apparition hung ecm of beads and wampum, buffalo and bears’ teeth, claws of bir and i beasts, and rattlesnake rattles that clattered viciously together with pf clanking, hissing sound as the hideous object crept, Grawled, wri and wriggled slowly giao the fire amid the circle of youey Indian warriors, It wa. the feast of serpents, and they were paying homage. the full moon. 5 As the strange shape aka every Indian ceased hi iid Ee ¢ \ ne ‘the party closed together a strange shape crawled through the |, tain of the ednter tent. aah head resembled a buffalo skull with curved horns and flaming crimson eyes, spurte of fire and smoke poured from the nostrils and n outh, while livid snakes crawled in and out of the temples and ie of the gleaming skull. \ Be: ji dy from the neck o the waist was covered with the skin of ¢ togeth ; which cast a purple i rey lames bie bristled ore i : agha blue wW on 6 me se thee odor. Then he threw ina buuch of herba. The “fire sparkled briltiantly, shooting a arbi

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2 THE WHITE BOY CHIEF, Perching themselves upon their haunches, they in turn produced a ‘species of reed pipe and a drum, formed from a hollow log, covered with thin snake skins, Upon these they began playing a low, monotonous tune, consid- i ! erably resembling that used by the serpent charmers in India. ~~ While thus engaged the medicine mau, for such was the position held by the presiding mummer, coutinued his antics, which momen- _tarily grew more frantic. He danced and leaped, shouted and sang , until finally, with a wild yell of almost superhuman agony, he feilin a limp mass beside the fire, panting for breath and completely exhausted. Then a stranger and more startling scene ensued, As the sounis of the maddened priest ceased, a dead silence fol- dJowed, with the exception of the plaintive notes of the rustic pipe and the tum-tum-tum of the drum. 2 Every Indianin the group was bending eagerly forward, with out- stretched neck and wide, distended’ eyes, / Presently another low hiss came from a slight distance, and at the - gound the medicine man partially arose from his recumbent position, and listened intently. The hiss\was followed by a low, sibilant rattie, which was repeated again and again, until nundreds of similar warning responses came from every direction. ' “Tt is the voice of the Great Serpent and his mates,” the priest in the Indian tongve, rising to his knees, adore his bidding.” At the command every Indian fell reverentially upon bended knee with bowed head, patiently waiting the coming of their godt whispered ** Bow and \ CHAPTER IE, Eh. THE WATER OF OBLIVION. As the Indian worshipers fell upon their knees with bated breath und abject mien, a Serpent’s head darted from a hole in the adjoining rocks, and then the wriggling form appeared and crawled slowly to- ’ Ward the fire, : P _ Auother and another followed in rapid succession, until the whole line of rocks seemed swarming with writhing serpents, which hissed and coiled among each other in an entangled mass, snapping and iting with their sharp fangs and gleaming teeth, displaying a hideous eed and appalling spectacie amidst the lurid light of the fire, which now ae “glowed brightly up from fresh fuel and herbs which had been thrown menor it by the Indian medicine man, i Gradually the writhing mass separated, and then each serpent came eens and wriggling toward tlre fire. ‘There were rattlesnakes and vipers, black adders and copperheads, \oopariakes and moccasins, large and small, some of them perfectly _ harmless, but by far the larger part were serpents of the most veno- ‘mous and malignant species, the bite of which signified death. As the noisome reptiles drew nearer and crept among the kneeling 2 0 worshipers, every Indian Gaigetoiuncnaling forth a hand‘and grasped ie writhing serpent. The imprisoned victim recognized its danger too late, but sirugeled eh es to release itself, It writhed and wriggled, endeavoring Bee *:) bite or sting the hand that held it, bat the attempt suémed fruit- ane _ less, for the captor held stoutly to his prey as he whispered and sang ee gently to it until it ceased its efforts and remained quiescent, ag if ‘ mastered by a spell of enchantment. Some there were, however, who were not 80 fortunate. + ~‘Now and then a smothered oath or guttural grunt attested that some one had been bitten. As if to show the speedy effect of the ) deadly venom, the muscles of the hand or arm of the injured party _ began to turn a livid blue and swell perceptibly. In another moment his eyes began to glaze and turn inward, as his head dropped upon his ineun and he seemed about to sink to the earth in excruciating spasms, <2 ‘under arc of some demoniac eel 0 See eae bet néw Nay = Palas * re mee, But the medicine man, who hitherto appeared to be acting | . fea lowers sand he orm | iy AR ing serpents with the deepest interest, and his black, bead-like eyes seemed fairly ablaze with all the magnetic influence of a basilisk. As he heard the warning cry that attested that one of the party was bitten, he hastened instantly to his side and applied a remedy to the wound. He then gave him something to drink from an earthen vessel suspended at his waist. If the man was too far gone to swal- low, he stretched his head back upon his knee, and forcing open his mouth, poured the liquid down his throat. Then placing his own lips to the wound, he sucked out the poison as well as possible, spitting it upon the ground, and applying a decoction of moistened leaves upon it. The medicine man’s measures were almost marvelous in effect. It seamed scarcély an instant after he had applied the apparently simple remedies before the patient, who had appeared in a dying con- dition, was able to rise to his feet and dart off in search of another serpent; and so wonderful was the strength and effect of the drugs that if he were bitten again the poisonous venom seemed to have totally iost its power, These operations kept the medicine man excessively busy for some time, bat Snally a triumphant shout from the crowd announced that every man held possession of a serpent, and then hia motions ceased. He appeared excessively fatigued, but he bore bravely up amidat the trying ordeal, and turning toward the serpents who were gath- ered en masse around the fire, he waved his hands above them, and muttering sometuing in the Indian tongue, the squirming mass drew - apart, affording him access to the fire. Upon reaching it he cast a handful of herbs into the flames, The fire leaped up with a fierce spurt, casting forth a radiant pink light, and a loud explosion followed, The blazing embers spread in every direction. Some of the live coals fell among the coiled serpents. The compact mass writhed viciously together and fought desperately among themselves. They vented the most malignant hisses and sprang their rattles till the night air seemed sibilant with the repugnant sound, But regardless of the perils that surrounded him, the brave medi- cine trod fearlessly among. the fighting serpents, and whispering — gently to them, caused them to make way as he sirode toward the fire, und raking it together with his staff, he replenished it with fresh fnel and resumed his incautations, The Indians, who, notwithstanding their accustomed bravery, had started back at the unexpected explosion, returned to their posts on noticing their leader's intrepidity, and the medicine tossed another — supply of herbs upon the fire, f The flames leaped up again. - This time a white silvery light, rivaling the resplendency of the moon, leaped up, and as it shone around, a soft strain of plaintive | musi¢ swept through the midnight air. Eh As the sound ceased, every serpent coiled itself up, and then a monster serpent, fully twenty feet long, came crawling down the cliff | ; and approached the Indian priest, The newcomer was as white as milk, and every scale shone and glittered in the firelight like shimmering silver. ¢ th Clasping their prizes to their breast, every Indian fell prostrate to the earth. Tnen sinking upon his knees, with bowed head, the medicine ex- tended his hands toward the mystic visitant, The serpent crept, gracefully toward, him, and weaving its glittering — coils around him, approached its swaying head to his lips. The meCicine man seemed whispering something to it, and as it. comprehending what he said, the reptile bowed its head, and darting — forth ita forked fangs placed them between his lips. ° A loud reverberant crash followed the serpent kiss. The compact was sealed! \ Aa the sound ceased the medicine man arose slowly to his feet. He staggered, visibly, and had it not been for the aid of his staff he « would have fallen to the earth. f But weak and weary as he was, he managed to salute the white ser- ie pent as it crept leisurely away, followed by its mates. (3) As the Great Sempent disappeared with its hideous retinue, the F medicine man arose to his feet and uttered a sigh; then holding up a K bail flask in 1 the moonlight, he regarded it eagerly for an 1 instant, and ; breast ee his oad i he wave them ae A ‘ |

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THE WHITE the chief of the tribe. He was an old man, and his hair was as white as snow. ; When they were gone the old man approached the medicine man, and said in low tones? “Ts the boy secure?” “ Yes,” ; “Shall we go on?” ees “Yes, Manitou has said it, and the White Serpent has conveyed his bidding, See!” He held up the tiny vial in his hand, and it sparkled in the clear moonlight like a diamond. The aged sachem bowed his head reverently as he witnessed the Sacred water, * ‘Tt is the water of oblivion!” said the medicine. ‘I have it from the mouth of Oki, and the White Serpent never ties! Come!” Striding toward the center wigwam, from which he had appeared at the commencement of the mystic rites, the medicine drew aside the " curtain which covered the opening and passed inside, followed by the White-haired chief, As he dropped the eurtain behind him, it seemed as if they were wrapped in total darkness, but as their eyes became more accus- tomed to the gloom, both saw a narrow shaft of moonlight penetrat- ing the interior of the tent through a rift in the side. As the light slanted downward in a radiant spray, it fell fully upon the features of a sleeping boy, who could not have been more than eight years old at the utmost limit. The child was as fair as a lily, with ripe, peachy cheeks, and a won- -drous mass of curls fell around his chubby neck and skoulder8 to the middle of the back, that shone in the halo like molten gold. “ He ia very fair, ” said the sachem, eying him keenly, ‘«He will be dark enough presently,” replied tke medicine, with a grim approach ata smile; ‘‘ mark the effect of this.” Lifting up the little sleeper in his arms, the medicine approached the flask to his lips. The boy opened his eyes sleepily, Lut as they fell upon the hideous trappings of the medicine, he pressed wildly pe back with a‘cry of fear, and seemed half frantic from terror. The priest éndeavored to quiet him, but the boy pushed off his hands and turned away his head, The Indian held him closely, and turnmg back his head with ease, poured the contents of the vial down his throat, The boy coughed and sputtered, endeavoring to force back the ‘potion, but the medicine man held a firm grip on his nostrils nacht he had swallowed every drop of the mixture, Presently the boy’s struggles ceased; his eyes closed, his jaw drop- ped, and as the priest laid him back upon the couch of buffalo robes his face presented the aspect of death. The old chief uttered a ery of alarm. ** Have no fear,” said the medicine; ‘* he’s not dead, but sleepeth.” A sigh of gratification swelled from the old man’s lips. “‘ He will awake?” asked he. é “Yes. Look!” ‘ i “The white features of the lad were turning an ashen gray, Gradu- ally the hue changed and the skin commenced to darken. ’ Several minutes passed, ‘The change deepened, and before fifteen minutes the boy’s skin —-wurned a pale copper color, almost as red ag an Indian’s, and his golden hair was a jet black. The chief uttered a cry of surprise, “ Have I not said it?” asked the medicine, calmly. * Yes, but when he awakes?” ‘“ He will know nothing of the past,” A the medicine man; “ he has partaiken of the water of oblivion!” i . (CHAPTER IL. THE DEATH OF WAKESAUKA, drew into their tents, leaving the medicine man standing alone with | River, had just dispatched a corporal with the relief guard to posh ing 4 piercing glance at the surgeon, ‘ the White Serpent. of the BOY CHIEF. pickets for the night, when a cloud of dust was seen rising far out upon the open prairie to the eastward in the direction of Snake ~ River. aD A ““T wonder what’s up now, lieutenant?” said he to the officer of the guard, as he salnted and pointed toward the rising dust. “ Possibly a party of western-bound miners,” replied the officer, looking up from the paper he was perusing. ‘ “I don’t believe it, sir,” said the sergeant; { come that direction; besides that, “tain’t a big enough party, s either, by the looks of the dust. I'll bet a day’s rations of navy — plug against a pint of blue head whisky that it’s some of them _ pesky redsking what’s been gettin’ inter trouble again, They’ ‘ve been raisin’ merry ructions lately, ’deed they have.” ‘¢That’s so,” said fthe officer, ** but if they try ony such games round here they’ll get their belly full!” ice “You bet!” coincided the sergeant, Meanwhile the cloud of dust was rapidly sxprenstiag the fort, and finally it developed itself into half a dozen horsemen riding a if desperately pushed, ‘emigrants don As they drew nearer it was discernible that they were Indians, although not in war paint and feathers, and in their midst they were currying what appeared to be an inanimate body between them. On reaching the fort one of the riders sprang hastily from th saddle and hailed the sentinel with a demand for ‘the white medi cing or doctor,” as the Indian tribes denominate the United States surgeons at the outposts and agencies. ~ <= The applicant was a tall young savage of lithe and willowy build, aud apparently eighteen years of age. His complexion was a pure olive, with aruddy tinge on th cheeks, denoting the perfection of health. His eyes were dar hazel, and at times almost black, as they appeared at present, owing to the intense excitement under which he labored. His clean-cut Grecian nose was pinched closely in at the nostrils, and his full, expansive chest swelled from the violence of his emo tions. His hair, which was black as ebony, fell in long, waving ma to the center of his back, and his lips quivered visibly as he m the argent appeal. . His costume was considerably better than that of his co ions, who appeared to be young braves Ye Pawnee reservati pireds It consisted of a deerskin hunting dress, with fringed skirts vichly embroidered with beads and quills, as were his moccasins, He wore legvings to match, and a tanned buffalo hide belt e circled his waist, in which was a brace of revolvers, a ae I knife, with a tomahawk suspended to a deerskin thong. r A well-greased lariat hung at his saddle bow, the latter app age not being a portion of the outfit of his companions. Across his shoulder hung a hunting rife, slung ready for instant use, and a silver-tipped powder horn and deerskin bullet flask a) mateh fell across his hunting pouch, while a single white plume bi the headdress denoted his :ank as chief. , He was superbly mounted, his steed being a black stallion of faultless build, with eyes, like an enele) and mettlesome and fiery as Satan himself. As the young Indian made the demand the surgeon of ‘the post chanced to be coming through the gate of the fort. i ‘What is it, my man?’ asked he, carelessly, as he heard ‘the ant quairy. ‘The young; chief's eves fairly blazed at the nengnelaagon ter of the surg¢on. “‘T am Waucanta,” said he, striking his breast sternly, and cast- = Pawnees, Ihave come to demand the life of my father, Wakesanka, the white-haired chief of our tribe,” “Whois your father?” oon the surgeon ‘in somewhat politer tones, as he cast an admiring glance at the handsome boy. ‘Is he at the post?” Fae 3 2 “No,” replied the young hited; ‘the ig here, and badly wounded. It was done Re one of, your race.” * is fol wers ag he spoke, and one of the horses, |

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: THE WHITE BOY OHIEF. —— 3 ; The officer bent over it, and looking at the still face with its - closed eyes, gently knelt down by the side. He placed his finger on the pulse, and shook his lead dubiously a look of concern crossed his features. * J, ig too late, my young friend,” he said, sadly $8 your father Res dying. No earthly power can save him.” *“*Qunnot you or your God give him life?” demanded the boy this arterpoon. 1’ll bet it settled his hash, and served him right! I’ve sworn ter kil! the whole caboodle of 'em if my breath holds out long enough. Let's see—that makes fifty on ’em in ten years—not so bad ‘for Old Catamount, as théy calls me, after all. I swore to make it, even with ’em when I found the poor gal lyin’ seniseless i in the road with her baby clasped to her breast, and her poor husband lyin’ dead alongside, with his body skewered with arrows, and hacked and mutilated beyond redemption, and ye kept my oath:’mazin’ well, by Jonah! She allowed when she come/to that sie’d another, a bright boy of eight, who'd been snaked away by the red devils before they struck her down for dead. It’s cussed queer, though, that they didn’t serve her a8 they did her husband, and raise her scalp, ° Maybe they took pity on her. Some folks allow that they’ve got hearts and con- Ke : sciences like humans, but they can’t stuff no sich fodder down the 5 eon—‘' at least, I will try.” crop of Seth Shirley! I don’t believe they've got anything but giz- He took his medicine case from i pocket, and opening it, se- | zerds and entrils like other carrion,, I’ve lived too long among’em 1 have wo power; God alone can,” replied the surgeon. Jected a small vial; pouring a few drops therefrom between the | ter believe different.’ It’s a dead wonder to me that they bain’t never The Indian stamped his foot and bit his lips with rage. I would speak with him before he goes to the hunting grounds of is fathers,” said he, ‘‘ but I cannot make him RESR, although I have called to him again and again.” - «TJ think that I ean do that much for you,” replied ‘the sur- of the senseless chief. put a slug of lead through my inards for the way I’ve served ’em ‘ The ‘dose seemed to act like magic, for the old Indian opened | gince, ‘deed it is, by Jonah! Bat Wl give ’em more yet, and run the bis eyes und gazed slowly around him, They finally rested upon | risks, I will indeedy!” aucanta—a wan smile penetrated his features as he held out his While thas confabbing with himself the talon, who was a man of some forty-five or fifty years of sage, had been making tracks briskly through the clearing toward a log hut that stood in the center of the platie, with an open space of sonie quarter of a mile cleared around in every direction. He stalked boldly on with long strides at a slash+ ing gait, looking warily around him as he proceeded. But Ronneg struck his gaze to excite his suspicion, The elearing seemed utterly deserted, with the exception of himself; not even a bird or a jack-rabbit appeared in sight before he reached | the cabin. wiry As he did so'a ray of light came pouring through a long slit at one side of the strongly-built door, and me sound a footsteps woe heard within. / ‘« The old gal’s allera on time,” said the trapper, smiling pleasantly | to himself. ‘*It beats the deck, not'ithstandin’ her silent tong gue, what an all-fired sharp ear she’s got.” bs Just then the door opered, and the old man stretched forth hia hand to greet an aged woman who stood inside, i i ia. well, my son,” said the old man, as he peraenes the of the hand. ou have but a few moments to live,” sia the surgeon, kindly; _ have anything to communicate to your son you had better | ickly ere it is too late.” A strange, far-off look appeared in the eyes of the dying chief, eines too weak to speak, He was evidently suffering from a “ qT he sitieon administered another es from his pocket case, It i d the desired effect; the wounded mat’s eyes brightened somewhat, making a, violent effort, he contrived to speak. tis well) my son; Manitou has called, cand T must obey his call. mone ne hundred years to-day, and Wakesauka’s race ‘is well run, vi nn Tam gone you must uzceed me, Be brave, be true, and obey a all that. I have com inded iro on Gaal the medicine man Had he looked upward instead, he would have seen the painted fea- tures of two Indians scowling malignantly down upon him from the edge of the er Dye: ? CHAPTER V. d WAUCANTA, THE WHITE SERPENT OF THE PAWNEES, x Ler us return to Waucanta, the White Serpent. | As the death wail of the Pawnee braves over their deceased chief died away on the evening breeze, and each Indian bowed his head de- jeetedly upon his bosom, the boy chief slowly arose from his kneeling posture by his father’ 8 corpse. For an interval he stood looking steadily At. the setting pun with ie his piercing eyes, as if he were watching the flight of his father’s spirit to the: happy hunting grounds, re His lips. were firmly compressed, and his nostrils pinched and Grawn, as the breath eame and went determinedly from his. heave, ; bosom, — te ‘ But not a tear dimmed: ye sight, or a sigh panes his. quivering lips. "Pius ss the boy chief, with his arms folded tighely oe 4 -bural from the group ot Pawnees, but Waucanta bow 14 his head upon the bosom of his father, CHAPTER IV. » \ OLD Gi rae oun, 4 nine. o’clock upon the evening of the evente “lescribed elfs outly through a mass ‘of tangted underbrash in ‘an near the edge of the prairie. them cat-briare!” said he, disengaging several stout do rugged hands; they’re wuss than pizea and irly tear Theloxeds outen a feller if they onct . Thank Jonah that I’m out’n the woods at. 10 eat the hoofs of an old army: ie blood followed the incision. “JT am sorry for you, my friend,” said ‘the kindly surgeon; aT ‘would to Heaven I could have aided ts farther, but it was impos der what the old gal’s aus iF | sible.” ty, for she kin jist be ; e) of omy tr to ths pues woe

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‘It will be needless,” replied the boy; ‘‘my braves will see to that; the old men will sing his death song; not a band but those of _ his own tribe shall lay touch upon his body, much leas the dese-; grating hand of the accursed race that brought him to his death.” * Be it as you please,” returned the surgeon; ‘‘I have made the offer, it is all that I can do,” Then a8 he turned away toward the fort he said, addressing the sergeant, who by this time had finished relieving post: *« See to it, orderly, that these men are furnished provisions, and serve them a ration of saa each.” “ Yes, sir.” And as he saluted the surgeon entered the fort arm in arm with the officer of the day, to go to supper, the call to which had just been sounded. , But the Indians, at the command of their young chief, utterly re- fused to partake of the proffered provisions, as they gently lifted the remains of the dead chief, and fastening him to the back of one of the horses, remounted and rode slowly away in the direction whence ‘they had come. ‘That looks bad,” said the sergeant to the corporal, as he shook his head dubiously. a Why?” ‘That fellow’s got his mad up clean to the top of his top-knot— he. means mischief, and don’ 6 you forget it, either—I never knowed a redskin to go back on his whisky before!” And with this wise prognostication the sergeant also went to quar- ters. struck off the prairie into a dense tract of pine and cedars, ' They had searcely entered it when the boy chief suddenly drew rein and held up his hard for his comrades to halt. They obeyed the signal instantly, and leaping from his saddle, Waucanta fell flat upon hia face and laid his ear closely to the earth. aH Presently he lifted it again and arose to his feet. a It is well,” said he, as if thinking aloud, ‘the old medicine of rh A the Pawnees approaches, but he comes too late; he should have come . - vefore,, and my father would have lived still.” The Indians bowed their heads as if coinciding with him. — Some minutes passed, and the rapid galloping of a horse was heard, and presently a horseman hove in sight. ' ‘t _ He was riding at.@ break-neck speed, but as he, approached the tS, party he reined in his steed and came to a full stop, te He was Mantego, the Indian doctor, whom we introduced to the * reader in the opening chapter of our story. «Tt is well,” said he, leaving from his horse and approaching the | White Serpent. : x «Tt is vot well,” was the stern reply. ¥ es Why?” Hooks’ 4 - The young chief went to the dead chief’s horse and drew ae the blanket that concealed the corpse, — The medicine man uttered a wild cry of pain, and tore his haic "frantically with kis hands. ‘ «Dead! hissed he; ‘ who has done this?” i , “The bullet of the Catamount!? replied Waucanta, bitterly. ‘ “May the curses of the Spirit of Evil descend upon him and wither ‘and blast him with their spells!” f ett ia recorded,” said the boy chief, “ When did it: happen?” “this afternoon,” replied Waucanta, “a8 we ‘rode through the rest the report of the white man’s fire weapon rang out shrill and shia p and ihe spirit of the ue tale chief was call home.” “So mote it be!” savagely. ’ «© Yog, but it was too late, the Gatamount was too awift of foot — was zone before 7 ve could fre in ray Meanwhile the Pawnee warriors rode slowly onward until they “cheeks, arched lips oud) clear blue eye up his band! May all the plagues of | utter darkness fall upon him~ | red devils would Maat me wuss than the old whal and swallow ma whole, but I'll b “days and nights, the way the post commissary; bet they co Jittle gal? Let’s see the provender, for I'm as hungry oo an army mule after a three: days’ fast on the great si Tee: ts $ ; t : vi Bore alin see te a = 18 ROE Yiiel tie eS ~ ‘THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. BO a he ee Se < oe . bing his hands with satisfaction, fail.” “They have sworn to die first!” PI “All hail to the new chief of the Pawnee nation,” said the m cine. ‘ Young men of the tribe, salute your pew commander,” Every brave sprang from his steed and gathered ia a cirele arou the medicine and the new chief, brandishing their Date and to hawks savagely in the air. : As they did so Mantego made a motion toward the White Baier The boy bent his body somewhat and bowed his head with reveren- ; tial awe, as he removed his headdress, The Indian doctor stooped down, and picking up a handful of fresh earth, toased it solemnly upon the youth’s forehead and upturned — scalp lock, then taking a flask from his pocket he poured some the contents over the long black flowing hair. — — ee ‘ Waucanta,” said he, in a shrill, ringing voice, ‘‘ f pronoane the leader of the Pawneeg. Braves of the tribe, salute your The Great Spirit wills it, and it is done.” Again the Indians brandished their weapons fiercely in the a, the shrill notes of the war whoop rang wali out through th rastling trees. i ; ‘«Menelonga and Onega will the fastnesses of the Black Hills. | CHAPTER VIL | THE NOISE ON THE ROOF, As Seth’ Shirley, or Old Catamount, crossed the thresh tole ors rude log cabin the woman drew to the door and barred it b ind h «You have returned at last?” she asked, 4 ** Yes,” replied the trapper; “ but what is the matter? By. you're as white asa cain all the afternoon.” Noy = The speaker was a tall, well-built girl of some twelve year. of age, dressed in a plain suit of homemade manufacture, and rude ag was the material and cut of the garments, it wai sible to hide the sweet simplicity of the ar face aie of shining g' shoulders aint to the very waist. child playfully to hig side and smoot ling down wae curls as re: a kiss upon her upturned face as she clung lovingly to him was you scared too, ny little wild rose?” ce “No,” retorted the child, smiling cheerfully, “and 1 she needn’t be neither. Why should‘ ye worry *hout you, 1t) you bave old thunder along? And when you haye him 1 other: safe.” petting it playfully with ber own, placed it against the ri of the broad open fireplace. 1s right ye are,” said Seth, with a chuckling int as his hands with gratification at the child’s ahaa roof tree without old thunders along; it would be life’s worth, little gal; it would, | by J Jonah! By g ay couldn't stoma : es But what yet { ¥ Oh, mother's got you. just lly venison atew, ; nice hot corn Redbers stm aI did, ore did it

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THE WHITE 4 BOY CHIEF, he crane, and poured the old man asteaming bowl of coflee to top off with. ‘+ You'll beat your motiier yet, little gal, 1f you keep on as you do now, and go her twice better on’ the chiu music. But whar on earth’s Death and Danger? The durned critter played me a mean trick, and give me the slip oe afternoon—'deed he did. I'll cut the hide outer him.” Tisey hain’t seen him,” rabiGA Clover, ‘* put take your supper, unele, and never fear but he’ll turn up safe pas sound before we go to bed.” _ **I dare say you're right, little one,” gaid the old man, bringing himself to anchor at the table and falling to like a famished man upon the edibles, that rapidly disappeared before his vigorous attack, ‘* and for that good word of yours I’ll let the old dog off for onct on your ac- count.” - ‘Mrs. Halliday, Clover’s mother, was scarcely more than fifty years of age, although her white hair and wrinkled face gave her a much ‘older appearance. Ag has been hinted at by Seth ina previous portion of the story, she was the widow of a western-bound emigrant, wko had been mur- dered by the Indians. Her husband, Reuben Halliday, an esteemed farmer, seaflihe near, t. Louis, having been seized with the California gold fever in 1850, 1ad sold his farm, and providing himself with a road wagon, had ried with his wife, son and daughter, the two latter aged respective- y eight ‘and two years, for the El Dorado of the West. On the way out, while near Fort Laramie, he had besn attacked 4 killed by the Indians, who carried off the boy, leaving the wounded he his condition Mrs. Halliday had been discovered by Seth Shir- ley, who took her to his cabin and nursed her with the utmost at- nt the poor woman’s nervous system had been so thoroughly pros- “tra a by the loss of her husband and boy that ber brain became affected, andjalthough she was perfectly able to perform the duties of a nor ekeeper, to which position she had been appointed by Seth, the ed States surgeon at Fort Laramie had pronounced it his opinion t unless some sudden and startling change occurred, she would imately sink and drift into utter imbecility; and thas it was ¢ to Mrs. Halliday’s loss of gene aden or ye ilgsd Sy oleae to snes being ablé to Mibcorer sanenine Gencitaiie the previous 'y of the unfortunate woman. ark!” -Mre. ey, sags the ‘ Pin just as they werd finishing ruil fa a scratching, rustling sonnd on the roof of the building, but essively low that it would have been scarcely noticeable to an said he, nodding his head signiticantly toward ber mother; ’ ‘ t don’t say nothing, and I'll see what it 1s.” vara He t to the large, open fireplace and looked eagerly up. a atic ad died down open the hearth, oa the chimney was dark aa desctontng sound came upon the roof, ee as it Catamount, seized his trusty rifle, and setting his teeth Nees began climbing up the chimney, 4 fipe _ CHAPTER Vil. } ni, DEATH AND PanoER, oe | that he contrived to poke out his head and reconnoiter the situation without alarming the occupants of the roof. It was an extremely dark night, the moon having disappeared be- hind a dense bed of clouds that were lowering up from the west, and the occasional flashes of lightning and accompanying roll of thun- der announced that a heavy storm was rapidly creeping up, But Seth’s eyes were as keen and piercing as those of his ecat-like namesake, and he could see in the dark with equal facility as by day, and thus, as he scarcely elevated the top of his nose above the chim- ney pot he saw the two Indians lying flat on the roof close to tbe eaves, ‘Ha, ha, my covies,” thought the old man, “ it’s thar yer ure, and up to a nice littla.game maybe, yer think, but I'll block it, by Jonah! I'd pick yer both “oft in less than a wink only that thar might be some more of the same kidney hangin’ around loose, What on earth shall Ido? By gumps, I’ve got it! Vil just drop down alongside an’ slice thar whizzens with my toothpick,” Suiting the action to the word, Seth slung his rifle hastily over his shoulder, and drawing his bowie knife he placed it between his teeth; then getting over the chimney top he commenced crawling down the sloping roof with the utmost caution, So careful and silent was the approach of the old trapper that, had not a mishap occurred, he would doubtless have succeeded in carry- ing out his intention of slicing the Indians’ throats; but, unfortunate- ly, just as he was on the point of making the attempt, his foot slipped on a portion of the roof, and with a sudden lurch he missed his grip, and came thundering down upon them like an avalanche, The two Spies could not have been taken more thoroughly by sur- prise if a landslide had indeed descended upon them, They were lying in wait where they were to use the same mode of entering the trap- per’s ranch ag he had used to quit it in search of them, hoping by this means to be able to take him by surprise, effect an easy capture, and | convey him to their camp in the hills, in compliance with the orders of the White Serpent. But as Old Catamount came bumping and thumping down the roof, making night lively with his curses, Black Panther and Gray Wolf drew their knives and elevated themselves upon their knees to receive him. 4) Bat the old man was io lightweight, and the velocity of his descent ‘gave him double impetus as he strack the two Indians amidships, ~and all hands toppled over the side of the roof and went sie jies to the earth beneath. The Indians struck first, as a matter of course, but Seth, who had unfortunately caught his foot in a knot iu the roof, turned a complete somersault and landed plump upon his ‘head, For an instant a thousand stars seemed to dence before his eyes, and a tingling sensation pervaded his spine, leading him to believe | that he had dislocated his neck. But tossing off the stagnant feeling by o stout effort of his will, he leaped to his feet, and grasping one of the Indians with a tenacious grip around the throat, he held him pinned firmly to the earth. “* By Jonah!” shouted he, as he tightened his hold wntil the red- skin’s tongue lolied from his mouth and his eyes darted from his head, ‘‘l’ve got you fast, my hearty, and I'm going to choke the lights outen yer!” The Indian strove to shout aloud, but the cry died in his throat with 2 guttural sound, and at the same instant Gray Wolf gah: te. his feet and darted to the assistance of his comrade, Seth’s back was toward him, and in the heat of the struggle he did not hear his approach ; but forgetting his instructions to capture the old man alive, the Indian drew back his knife and made 2 ‘atroke at the center of Seth’s shoulders, ; Seth felt the blow just in time tu save bis life. | The blade had struck the barrel of his rifle, and glancing es cut a keen slash in the deerskin hunting dress. Loosening his grasp upon the throat of the prostrate Pawnee, who was ia the last throes of strangulation, Seth leaped ple aside and turned savagely upon his assailant. “Gol durn yer ugly red picter,” shouted he, dicagtittg hard as He met a second stroke and parried it with his knife Bes us bio plug mein the pee do yer? Take that!” ;

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THE WHITE and at it they went, cutting and slashing madly at each other in the “most desperate and vindictive manner. sa The knife blades rang and clashed together, darting forth sparks of tire amid the darkness, and the hard breathing of the combatanis was distinctly heard, but they fought determinedly on, neither one. being willing to budge or grant an inch of ground, Meanwhile the half-strangled Indian, released from the remorseless grip of the old j Tapper, was beginning to recover his wind. Sitting up he gasped for breath, and stretching forth his arms sat for a brief interval watching the contest between Seth and his com- rade, ; He had fully enough of his single-handed contest with Old Cata- mount to be extremely cautious of attacking him alone, but as le grew somewhat stronger, noticing that Onega was getting decidedly worsted in the conflict, he arose to his feet and darted quickly be- hing the old trapper, elevating his tomahawk to deal him a death blow. But searcely had the deadly instrument been reared aloft when a ‘rustling sound was heard in the adjoining underbrush, and the next pe instant a thickset, sturdy-looking bulldog, with red, flaming eyes and protruding tongue, leaped from the bushes and darted -directly at the burly neck of the savage. With a howl of mortal terror the Indian’s nerveless hand ‘dropped by his side, and the tomahawk fell to the earth as he vainly strug- gled to beat off the maddened dog which was clinging like a leech to his throat. . ‘*Ha, ha, ha!” laughed the old trapper, as he witnessed the pro- ceeding and cut vigorously away with his bowie knife at his antag- ~ onist. «+ Death and Danger? has come at last! Iknew he wouldn’t fail me at a pivch, Go in, four-foot! I'll stand to you every time!” ‘The dog seemed to comprehend his master’s words, but he never loosened his grip, as he tugged savagely away at the throat of the | Indian, The Gray Wolf had met a more deadly foe than Old Cata- mount himself. ‘The trapper seemed so pleased ut the timely appearance of his dog that, for a second, he forgot his usual caution, but he ‘was cailed to time by feeling a cold thrill running through his guard arm. appa tae Panther had given him an ugly cut with his knife, Old Catamount turned hastily to return the blow, but the wary ‘savage had taken advantage of the proflered chance and ‘escaped inte , _ the bushes, aS CHAPTER VIII. CLOVER TO THE RESCUE. A ‘ Cuss my infernal carelessness!” roared old Seth, as he bound up wounded arm and uttered a string of oaths, “the red skunk bag aped!” Let go!” shouted he to the dog. ‘Go out!” ‘a second the bulldog ceased worrying the dying \savage and a.) eyed his master’s mandate,, darting swiftly away in pursuit of the Black Panther. Without pausing to look at Menelongo, Seth unslung his rifle bia 3 Teaped after the dog. ig “Away they both went slashing madly through the underbrush, the dog in advance, Seth couid hear him bounding onward after the treating savage, whose footsteps were still distinctly to be heard. “Tl bet he'll get him!” whispered he to himself, ‘1 never knew D ath and Danger to miss the game!” And then he ran on, looking carefully to the priming of his rifle. RB a few moments be could hear the pattering footsteps of the dog, ) then they suddenly ceased. What's up now?” whispered he js something wrong, V’ll bet!” — e words were scarcely out of his mouth before a blanket was 1 suddenly over his head, ee he felt. the noose of a lasso tight- out his waist. { > heard the guttural Pes te ofa number ce Indians, and BOY * CHIEF, 7 a But bound and trammeled as he was, he fought desperately to” release himself. 4 His arms were atill free, and he struck wildly out in the darkness. He kicked out front and rear, sending several of his captors to grass, but resistance was useless, and,presently he was borne to the earth and firmly bound with stout deerskin thongs, aud then he felt himself being lifted up and carried away by the strong arms of hia captors, Let us return to Clover and her mother, whom we left in the trap- per’s cabin when Old Catamount ascended the chimney in search of the Indians, For some time the frightened girl remained anxionsly watching the : wide open fireplace. She heard the struggle on the roof, and turned toward her mother at the sound, but Mrs, Halliday had sunk into a seat beside the fireplace and remained inactive and listless, ** Did you bear that, mother?” asked the child, but Mrs. Halliday made no reply. ' ase Clover went boldly to the door, notwithstanding the tumultuous — beatings of her heart, and listened attentively. ? She could hear the sound of the scuffle outside until it ceased, and — then she returned to her mother’s side and crouched down beside her. 4 “« Where is uncle?” inquired the child. - “ Hush!” replied Mrs. Halliday, looking steadily into” the “ene embers on the hearth, ‘I can hear them now—the death shots are ringing in my ears, I can see the flying arrows whizzing through the air! Ha! they have torn my boy from my side! they raise their hatehets . above his head—mercy! mercy! have pity on his mother! are ye ment? 4 will you kill a defenseless child? you have slain my husband; will you * take my all?” . The poor woman uttered a piercing shriek and rocked her frame __ unsteadily to and fro upon her seat. lies Clover regarded her with wild, staring eyes; she had never beheld YP her mother so terribly excited before. 2 ‘« Mother,” whispered she, twining her arms lovingly around the distracted woman's neck, ‘* look at me; have you not your ats Clover left?” Mrs. Halliday turned toward ber and regarded her with eyes blazing witk the light of insanity. ; “Yes, my child,” replied she, notwithstanding her terrible emotion, — ; ‘‘you are the only one I have left in the wide, wide world!” — The poor woman clasped Clover earnestly to her bosom as she moaned the words. Clover returned the caresses passionately. — “Mother,” whispered she; ‘ we are alone; there is no one with ts sq what shall we do?” ae * Hark!” whispered Mrs, Halliday, ee straightening hers up. “ What is that?” ; There came a low, scratching sound at the ear Clover cowered,by her side. vp z Again the mysterious sound ensued, accompanied by a plaintive whine, ; " “Jt is Death and Danger!” shouted the child, springing to her feet; ‘‘ it is Death and Danger, and we are safe!” a Clover bounded lightly to the door as she spoke, the bar, threw it wide open. As she did so Seth’s bulldog leaped into the room, His head was covered with 7a but his red, fiery eyes looked lovingly up into the face of his young mistress as he began tugging — at her skirts, “See,” said Clover, turning toward her mother, “Tt is well!” shouted the mad woman, with a piercing shr “The dog has come to lead us to his side, Our beret ger—we must go Lo rescue him!” And tossing a blanket shawl around the head of Clover, nigel another herself, she seized a brace of revolvers from the m darted out into the darkness after the dog, who led the way. ——— * « ai CHAPTER Tx, |) ah SAVED FROM DEATH.

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Fd phe oe ok oboe, A 4 PN beni “1! Bere. avn sap a cgi I Nie ink ATP omits dea ae So THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. a his utmost efforts, they utterly failed, antil he was forced from how you like it—Old Catamount ain’t dead yet by a jogful, as ye'll ali — heer fatigue to cease the contest against fate. find to yer cost before ye’re rid of him.” : Although his eyes and face were completely covered by the clinging The Indian uttered a howl of pain, and clasping both hands stoutly blanket, which utterly blinded and nearly stifled him, he realized that | over his injured pouch, staggered away a pace or so and fell on the they had branched off from the deer path that had been taken by | broad of his back, vainly trying to cast up his supper from the effect Death and Danger. of his internal agony. ' He knew this from the else of leaves and crackling of dry twigs Old Seth fairly roared with delight. The contortions of the disabled beneath their moceasined feet as they pattered swiftly on. savage seemed to afford him the greatest gratification; and so loud and _ He algo occasionally felt the sharp rebound of some stray sapling or | cutting was the laughter of the trapper that in less than a minute the branch, as, released from the hands of the advance guard, it rebound- | redskin leaped savagely to his feet, and raising his tomahawk, whirled ed back, delivering a sharp thump against some portion of his unpro- | it around his head, sending the whizzing weapon sala at the old _ tected body. ; man’s forehead. “Gol blame yer skulking carcasses,” shouted he, half mad from Seth witnessed the motion with no little alarm. He was so firmly | “rage; *‘ blame yer to fire and blazes, and cuss my pig-headed blind- bound around the arms that he covld scarcely stir the upper portion 2 ness that I didn’t keep a lookoat around when I lost sight of the dog. | of his body, but he endeavored to turn his neck as far as possible aside a might a knowed that some all-fired mischief was up; yes, indeedy, I | to avoid the death stroke. | : ‘might, by Jonah! I wonder what happened to the poor cur, though, On flew the deadly missile directly at the mark, and in another sec- Il wonder whether the red skunks hev cooked his goose—'deed if they | Ond it would bave cleft the prostrate trapper’s skull and brained him has and T ever get out of this scrape alive, I’ll have vengeance on the | where he lay, had not an intercepting hand caught it by the handle ‘i whole ‘cabc odle of ’em for every hair of his carkis! "Deed and I will | and restrained ifs course. ‘ _ that, by Jonah!” Hah!" shouted Seth’s rescuer, in commanding accents, “ What : And then his thoughts returned to the log cabin where he had left ; would you do?—how dare you disobey my erders” is housekeeper seated by the fireside on the broad hearth. ‘ What The enraged Indian cowered beneath thé glance, and bowed his mn earth will the old gal and little rosebud think of my pertracted ab- | head with shame. i sence,” continued he, communing with himself as the Indians bore him The newcomer was Waucanta, the White Serpent of the Pawnees, ‘swiftly along. ‘‘ Maybe they heard me piling down the bloody old “I was énraged beyond endurance,” replied the Indian; « did you ‘ ke a tumble bug, and if they did they'll likely enough conclude | Witness the indignity offered me?” % 5 in I’ve slipped my wid as wellas my holt. It’s pesky hard, it is, “Yes,” replied the chief, but you should have borne it patiently for x 5 by Jonah, that I can’t send ’em a message—if Death and Danger was | the sake of vengeance. You should have obeyed and trusted me to be | repaid for the blow—yours shall be the first hand to hurl the hatchet — when the Catamount is fastened to the stake—bat it is mine to deliver _ the death blow—has he not slain my father?” : The Indian bowed his head with reverential respect. “Tt is well spoken,” said he; “the White Serpent is wise-tongued! Ye “The White Serpent cannot lie,” responded Waucanta, “his — longue is not forked as others. Welememock shall arrange the blow. a But come, we have awaited too long already, and must resume our — journey to the mountains, for the death fire must be ready at the ris- i ing of the moon.” ih ad a Ha, ha, ha!” laughed Seth reassuringly to himself. ‘In that case it will never be lighted, for the devil’s own storm is brewing, unless 1, I’m Greatly mistaken, and I seldom miss my. geering on weather pre- dictions.” 4 ee But the hext instant his Hes ees cut short ay the me alive I might contrive somehow to do 80, but if the red ekunke has slit ah his whizzen Ym afraid the jig’s up, by Jonah!” He little thovght that the sagacious brute had been performing the very duty that he would have assigned himjhad he been at his side then for when the old trapper had fallen into the Indian ambush log, who had been several yards in advance, had been suddenly en down by the war elub of one of the secreted savages, but owing to the tough nature of the animal’s skull the blow had ‘simply L ned for a time, and when he recovered, exhibiting almost human gac - he slunk yaeey away to the cabin to ae Mrs. Halliday C) knew well was situated at the edge of Great Canon, on the fork of the Belle Fourche or Big Giegeite River, which girds the of the Black Hills. This river runs in a northeasterly course and into the upper waters of the Missouri, near Fort Bennett. he could tell, from the way they were heading, that they were ing toward the fort, and, as they laid him down to rest a bit, mised that they sb as taking him up the mountains, possibly by his: eaptors and borne swiftly away, As the party disappeared Death and Danger poked his. head une the bushes at one side of the path, and presently Mrs, aaa fol-— _ lowed, leading’ Clover by the hand, Fi ‘CHAPTER X. ” gaid his tormentor, kick- i “how does a like the situation?” THE BALL OF FIRE, felt 4s baarondad ‘Seth, “and I'd like a breath of fresh air, if yer t E want ter shut off my wind all ter ouet.” Tur bulldog gave a low, | significant sniff, but strange (0 say never uitered a growl, but taking trail followed swiftly on with his n the ground, while his red eyes blazed with an angry light. Mrs, Halliday followed closely in his tracks, keeping a sharp o be harmed. until yon are brought to torture, He will make out after the Indians, who were bearing Seth directly up the side « nce ¢ on fire and howl for mercy. ef | the mountains. ; ( ou all’ hanged first!” shouted Seth, abrily, “and ‘ian I| After pursuing this course for half an hour or more the red _ light may carve, cut, burn and burst my inards afore yell get a | an Indian camp fire was visible, and as the party approaches out of the Catamount—so put thas in bie’ pipe and smoke | barking of Indian dogs was heard. _As the sounds multiplied Death and Danger paused and “rubbe nodded his head ana indul ged in 9. ahtecing erunt. } nose against the damp dress of the mad woman, : nan crows: joud now,” said he, ‘but. wais nntil the wig- | She paused and patted his pideding: head, on which the blood : d men and IOS braves is reached, and: he'll ory an- | beginning to congeal, / © Busht” whispered she, in a warning tone, and the dog crept [peer SNe the bushes. Sie somewhat, thus afer Seth a cians! to breathe . “The White Serpent has ordered that not a hair of your

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} THE WHITE gathered around the party, and a host of Indian children came crowd- ing around. Then the captors fastened Seth to a stake in the center of the wig- ‘wams-near the fire. This being done the braves and old men gathered around Waucanta to hold a consuitation, while the. squaws and children went to the prisoner, and began mouthing and gibbering maliciously at him as | they procgeded to fling mud and filth into his face. é Now and then one of the women would dart suddenly forward and _ spit in his face, or strike him viciously with her open hand, while the youngsters amused themselves by poking sharp sticks into various portions of his frame. Seth knew it would be useless to protest, and bore the torment with the utmost equanimity, never uttering a groan, which seemed to dis- please his besiegers considerably, but the old trapper simply replied ~ to their torments with a mocking laugh. “Keep it up,” said he, derisively; ‘‘I can bear it as long as you, and a durn sight better, gol blame you all!” And then gritting his teeth determinedly, he calmly awaited the ending of the Indian pow-wow! Presently it ceased, and Waucanta approached, followed by his braves. Ata moticn from him the squaws and children withdrew to a slight : ‘distance, and the others surrounded Seth. _ The eyes of the old men were cold, stern, and determined, while _ those ofthe young braves scintillated with a wicked, vengeful light. “Tt has been determined that you must die,” said the boy chief, iN addressing the old trapper. fs «J know it,” said the old man, * but it ain’t goin’ ter happen to- night.” ~ “Flow do you know that?” asked Waucanta, ‘The voice of the Great Spirit tells me so!” The white man’s eyes are blind,” way the reply; “he is to die at _ the rising of the moon.” «The moon won't rise,” said Seth, ‘‘ the storm won't let it ap- Sed _ As he spoke the distant sound of thunder was heard. Jt is the voice of Manitou, calling for vengeance,” shouted the chief. “ Tt is the voice of the storm,” answered the trapper. g - The Catamount bas a lying tongue,” replied Waucanta, pointing to the east. ‘*Seel” Seth turned his eyes in the indicated direction, and to his intense surprise saw around, red dise slowly rising on the verge of the hills. _ “Thunder and lightning, what on earth is that?” gasped the mys- tified hunter, gazing in amazement at the strange sight. er _ Tt is the moon,” said Waucanta, ‘ Welememock, stand forth.” _- With a whoop of savage satisfaction, the Indian to whom Set bad BP. "a0 recently administered the kick darted into the circle, brandishing Fi his tomahawk threateningly around his head, His eyes were fairly blazing with a demoniac light as he ranged _ himself in front of the old trapper. - But Seth’s eyes never quailed beneath the vindictive gaze as he stood - grmty bound to the torture post, and regarded the savage with inefla- : ble scorn, «Me cut off Catamount’s left ear now,” roared the infuriated brute. ‘ Look out!” Poising his weapon for an instant above his head, and balancing imself stoutly with one knee bent under him and the other slightly “advanced, the Indian sent the hatchet spinning directly at the head of the captive trapper. — Seth could see it coming with a warning hiss, but he never budged an inch as the blade buried itself in the post close beside his ear, where could hear it quivering and, humming from the terrific fcrce of the blow, ad he moved or stirred it would undoubtedly have brained him on the spot, ‘but he knew, notwithstanding the Indian’s boast, that he dared ‘no’ harm a hair of his head, seriously, until the young chief gave the a, or took the initiative himself. He also knew if he displayed st fear that ae tormentors would: proceed to the utmost, yey i LR BOY CHIEF. cabmly facing Seth for a moment, as if considering the most vulne able point to assail and startle him from his jmpériurbable d meanor, , Then, quick as a flash, he whisked his bow from his shoulder, and fitting an arrow drew the string to the tip of his ear. Be Twang! Whiz! Ping! , The keen point of the barb cleft a tiny portion from Seth’s cheek, drawing a little path of blood, and causing him, as he afterwards re. marked, to feel as if a big icicle had been plunged down his spine, but he never moved or faltered, as the arrow pinioned his ie as closely | on one side as the tomahawk did on the other. ‘* By gumps!” thought Old Catamount to himself, ‘ that’s putty nice shootin’, and mighty sharp shavin’. I wonder what is the nae ; piece of deviltry they'll be up to?” , Gray Cloud withdrew, and Shemawgua, the Black Otter, took his place. 4 He, too, stood a moment in careful consideration, and then, with a ferocious yell, made a bound for the victim, eae Two leaps brought him to tke stake, and ay he reached it he drew oe his scalping knife and flourished it menacingly before Seth’s eyes; es then, slashing down with a quick cut, he passed it directly beneath the nose. ~ So hasty was the move that the’old man scarcely éotibralionae ite import until be felt the keen blade slicing between his mustache and nostrils, slightly severing the cartilage of the nose, and had nothis head been so securely fastened between the tomahawk and arrow it is doubtful if, with all his cool intrepidity, he’could have kept from dodg- | ing back at the attack, had not a sudden shout from the surrounding — Pawnees attracted his attention. a he “What in blazes is up now?” thought Seth, as he saw the young savage bound away with acry of alarm. ‘ What in thunder’s the row!” ‘oe He could see that there was something seriously amiss, for tt whole party had gathered closely around the boy chief and were ges ticulating and jabbering in the wildest and most incoherent manner, | but presently he saw Waucanta wave his hand toward the center : wam, and then one of the Indians ran toward it and knocked upon shield hanging at the side. ad A loud, clashing sound followed. ; : j ‘The curtains of the tent swept aside and an ols Indian appeare: the opening, He seemed questioning the messenger for a moment, and then pla ing his hands over his eyes looked anxiously towards the east, the tent. J shrieking to their wigwams, followed by their yelling Then Seth saw the Pawnee warriors looking anxious east. ball of As rolling ‘aoe the mountain side, at CHAPTER XI. THE SPIRIT OF THE FLAMES, As the astonished trapper beheld the strange phenom mi something tugging at his legs, and then he heard a. low ) claim: j ‘Don’t be frightened, uncle; we have come to rescue you!” Then Seth felt the thongs that secured his limbs severed bya knit and a revolver was forced into his hands, as the voio again: i life; your rifle is close behind youl”. _ The next. SOUTH a vivid flash of

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Blinding flashes of lightning followed in rapid succession, and the _ reverberating thunder shook the Black Hills to their very center. Meanwhile the mysterious bali of fire continued its course down the mountain side. It toppled over bowlder and hummock, and rolled amidst the pines and cedars, until it paused just behind the prisoner, hissing and sputtering in a frightful and appalling manner amidst the ‘pouring rain. The Indians appeared spellbound at the startling spectacle, and seemed unable to stir, when suddenly the flaps of the center wigwam opened and Mantego, the medicine man of the Pawnees, sprang out, _ garbed in his mystic robes, Leaping into the center of the startled group, he. waved aloft a couple of flaming torches, which he whirled threateningly around his ‘head, muttering his incantations in the Pawnee tongue. But the words seemed to have no effect, for the mysterious ball of 4 fire blazed on with deeper intensity than before. It darted forth scintillating sparks of fire, it shot up shoots of lurid - _ light; now it appeared almost on the point of expiring, and then. it _ seemed inspired with new life, and burst out with a fiercer glow than ever. Meanwhile the medicine man contin leaping frantically to and fro, gibbering and grimacing, bowing and kneeling, beating his breast, ‘hips, k nees and head with the butts of the blazing torches as he whirl- ed them excitedly around his figure. But all apparently to no purpose, for the hideous mummery had not the slightest effect on the mystic flame. ‘It is the spirit of flame!” shouted he, pausing in his efforts, with he perspiration pouring down his painted features in streams, The Indians bowed their heads with expressions of awe, ut the words had scarcely quitted the lipa of the medicine man gray, 4“ It is not the Spirit of Flame, it is but one of his agents; but if you do not permit the prisoner to go in peace, the spirit will appear to “He shall not gol” shouted Waucanta, in reply. ‘‘ He shall die 6 death——” nce Seth missed his aim, and leaping toward the stake, he is weapon again. lowed the shot, and one of the Pawnees fell to the n mortal agony. a body. | Agai in and again the deadly revolver was discharged with fearfal an every fresh shot an Indian bit the dust. t the chambers were empty in an instant, as, consigning the use- venpon to his belt, Seth leaped behind the stake to grasp his an instant Old Thunder was secured, and turning toward the ap- ching foe the old trapper sent a bullet crashing through the skull foremost brave. eir hands to capture bim alive. e old man whirled the rifle swiftly around his head, dealing lows in every direction. could a heat the crunching of an Indian’s skull at every stroke, varming foe were apparently getting the upper hand, when uick report of Benes revolver was heard sounding ndians uttered a howl of rage and sprang toward their victim —_— fas f “ THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. —, belt, which had not been taken from him when captured, and then he commenced firing away for dear life. Every shot told home, but the cautious savages formed themselves into separate parties, and moved to the right and left, endeavoring to surround Seth, and attack him front and rear. Meanwhile the storm continued raging with unabated fary. It seemed as if the flood gates of Heaven were opened, and the light- ning and thunder blazed and roared with terrible effect. During an interval, in which he had ceased firing to load, Seth again felt something tugging at his leegings, and stooping down to discover what it was, he found Death and Danger crouching at his feet. ‘*So, boy,” said the old man, affectionately patting the animal's head, notwithstanding his own danger, “* yer are safe, and have come to help me!” \ The dog seemed to comprehend his master’s words, for he returned the caress by licking his hand, and then lay down as Seth resumed firing. During the momentary pause, the Indians had managed to reach the trapper’s safeguard. A number of them began storming it in front, and Seth was blazing away, when he heard the deadly war whoop ringing behind him, Turning at the sound, he saw that he was completely hemmed si front and rear. ; “ Hal” shouted he, drawing a long breath, ‘‘ yer think you’ve sok f me, but ye hain’t—lake that!” : As he roared the words the old trapper discharged his last bullet, and clubbed his piece to make a final struggle for life. : The Indians poured over the bowlder, and leaped upon Seth from behind, and as they thronged around the mysterious voice was again heard. : “You have not heeded my warning!” it shrieked, in blood curdling accents, ‘' Behold, I come—I am the Spirit of the Flames!” wa As the sound ceased, Mantego leaped forward, brandishing his ; blazing torches over his head, j are) ‘«] defy you!” shonted he. A blinding flash of lightning, accompanied by 1 clap of TRAN ae ensued, followed by dense darkness. The next instant o tall woman appeared with the ball of fire in her iby hands. sp As the medicine man beheld her he cowered back with a cry of fear, and the Indians quickly followed his example. The woman reared the blazing globe aloft. The bright light seemed to cover her form with a supernatural glow, a8, tossing the ball directly from her, it fell upon a ache of the rock. aie A fierce explosion followed as a column of flame shot up to a height BY of fully fifty feet, illuminating the Black Hills and the Indian camp with a ghastly glare, Ne CHAPTER XIL \ “ees THE DEATH STRUGGLE. As the vivid shaft of flame reared aloft, shedding a blinding light upon the surrounding scenery, the apparition of the spirit of the é flames seemed luminous with an effulgent glory. ; at For an instant the whole air seemed on fire. ts A burning sense of suffocation appeared to seize those neatest toys) the blazing pyre, and several of the Indians staggered unsteadily to and fro as they gasped for breath, and ¢atching frantically at their throats or breasts, and then toppling over, fell into a molten creek of flame that poured down the mountain side, increased to a torrent ty the pouring rain.

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. Il power, his dog seized him by the leg and hurled him to the earth, where he lay gasping for breath, Meanwhile, the flames spread in every direction. It caught the light materials of the wigwams, causing them to burst into a burning mass, The squaws and children rushed shrieking from the tents, A and many of them fell to the earth in the last agonies of death. For amoment Seth felt as if his last hour had come, but as the fierce elemental strife subsided, the falling rain seemed to restore him, and he felt his ‘breath returning. At the same moment he felt Death and Danger licking his face, as a hand was laid upon his arm. “Come,” whispered a voice in his ear, ‘‘ we must be going; we have no time to lose!” Arising to his feet at the sound, he grasped the extended hand and | felt himself led hastily away. if For several minutes he hastened on, and then turning, he saw Mrs. ; Halliday at his side. : “ Great Jonah!” shouted he, ‘*is it you?” “Yes,” replied the woman, ‘ By the aid of God I have saved you; but come on. Clover is close beside us.” f ; Again they resumed their journey down the mountain, aided by the light of the burning stream, Then Seth regained his scattered senses. _--—s We are going wrong,” said he, hastily; “the red devils will miss us in a moment and follow in hot pursuit.” As if to testify to the truth of his statement, the shouts of the Pawnees were heard behind them, Death and Danger uttered a low howl. The dog had not been idle during Seth’s frantic struggle with his flendish antagonists. oc His jaws were dripping with the lifeblood of the Indians he had slain. ‘Shut up!” hissed Seth, as he gave the dog a kick with his moc- casined foot. The animal made no reply, but looked reproachfully up into his master’s face, “] mean ye no harm, boy,” whispered Seth, stooping down and } patting Death and Danger's head, ‘but vou must keep quiet!” “So must you,” said Mrs. Halliday, excitedly; ‘*come, do you not ‘hear them?” ; “Yes,” replied the trapper, seizing her by the hand and drawing her into the underbrush at the side of the path. ; They had scarcely concealed themselves, when the sound of the pur- _ suers’ feet were heard rushing by, and, as soon as they had passed, Seth heard Clover saying: ‘Thank God, uncle, that you are safel” _ *€J ain’t quite sure of that, Rosebud,” said he. ‘* We are in con- siderable of a pickle as it is; but I mean to circumnavergate the red divels or bust! I do, by Jonah!” ** But where shall we go?” whispered the half-crazed woman, whose overtaxed strength by this time was beginning to fail. - Never you mind, old gal,” replied Seth; ‘leave that ter Old Cata- mount; he’s a8 sharp as @ weasel and as knowin’ as a bevar; but as you remarked just now, we've no time to lose!” Then whispering a few words, he ied the way across the path just * taken by the Indians. Entering the underbrush again he passed hastily on, followed by footprints. 4 In this manner they proceeded on for nearly half an hour. By this time they were nearing the foot of the mountains. Here the underbrush became denser, and the tall cedars and pines _ grew 80 closely together, that the party was scarcely able to pene- trate among them. But Seth pulled aside the cat-briers and creeping vines stoutly with his hands, affording a safe passage for Clover and her mother, and as they passed on he tet go the tangled mass, which etn back readily to its original position, soa covering easly the stars ak to waa in the od until ted his comrades, who walked in Indian file, treading cautiously in his | ————— | held firmly on, planet. | we was safely housed. I’m some’ut dubersome about them cuss i skunks what's lookin’ for us. They allowed, howsomever, that they i was goin’ to roast me as you rose, and you didn’t put in an appear. ance in time to permit of that putty operation, so I suppose I must — thank ye for that.” Just then Death and Danger paused, and gave an apprehensive sniff. “What's up, old boy?” asked Seth, noticing the dog, who had stopped suddenly and turned, with extended ears and flaming eyes, toward the path through which they had just come, Presently he gave a low whine and_trotted a couple of yards back, where he paused, sniffing the air. “ There’s somethin’ up, sure as fate!” said Seth, rather acveeue “that thar dog’s more’n human ev'ry time he scents danger; don’t speak, boy, but look out—keep a sharp eye—soh!” Both Clover and her mother bent anxiously forward, watching: ! Death and Danger, as the old trapper uttered the words. 4 The place where all were standing was a small open space in th derse forest of some four or five yards in extent, and the moon shone clearly down upon the open plot. 5 Presently a pattering sound was heard in the distance, and as drew nearer Seth held up his finger with a warning gesture. ‘‘Hush!” whispered he, ‘* don’t speak or move for your lives; it an Indian dog, and he’s follerin’ our trail!” tL He had scarcely uttered the exclamation before the apdee bie parted and a huge, wolfish-looking, half-famished dog burst into t circle. He uttered a fierce bay as he bebeld the startled women, but his ery was cut short as Death and Danger sprang savagely for him. But the Indian dog was much the larger of the two, and as Dea made the attack he leaped nimbly aside and made a savage anap 6 his fore-shoulder. The gleaming teeth struck the mark, but Death leaped aside. retaliated with a counter cut that brought the blood from the oth side, A howl of pain followed, and the bite was viciously returned. At it they went in savage determination. ; They bit and snapped, growled and snarled, turning aia tthe leaping eagerly from side to side, with mad glaring eyes and Bien fangs. * ‘The fight was ferocious and furious, but at first the Indian q 3 telling hold on the left shoulder. Death roared with anger as he snapped savagely at the assailat and endeavored to tear him off, but the brute hung stoutly to hold, The animals fought stoutly across and around the circle, but De never uttered a cry, although his movements plainly denote he was suffering excruciating pain. bacae But presently things seemed to change as Death ahacr’ and seized firmly hold of his antagonist’s ear, chewing and lac } it in a hideous manner. ¢ But the Indian breed was clean game, for with a quick lure tore its lacerated ear from the fangs of Death and set a stoutly in the latter’s throat. : This hold lasted for several minutes, while Death writhe squirmed, endeavoring to free himself from the tenacious gr then both fell and rolled stoutly over each other, each strugelin orously for the mastery. But presently Death tore himself loose in turn and gripped the c th under the ear. The blood spurted like a fountain, almost strangling th abel i who held stoutly on, while the other vainly endeavored to nake self free. ; But Death, watching his chances, released his grip. T dog made a fierce grasp for his throat, but Death leaped b then forward, fastening his blood-stained fangs in the oe just under the fore leg. The Indian dog squirmed and uttered a howl of pain, “ How's that for oe, ‘roared Seth, age | his dog. z

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THE WHITE . BOY CHIEF. Jonah!” hissed Seth, ‘I forgot the Ingins. Come!” Raising his he brought it down with a thud directly upon the head of the an dog. f The bones of the dog’s skull crunched beneath the biow as it fell 2ad upon the grass. CHAPTER XIII. THE GRAPEVINE BRIDGE, * Com,” whispered Seth, as he tore vigorously away at his dog, i rho still held stoutly on to its dead antagonist, ‘‘we must get out of this all-fired quick or we'll all be snapped up surer than Jonah! Let ye brute, or I’ll brain ye!” The dog let go his hold at the command, and seizing Mrs. Halliday d Clover by the handé, Seth pulled them into the underbrush. They scarcely disappeared before Waucanta leaped into the clearing, lollowed by his braves. The next instant a shout announcec that they had discovered the eanwhile Seth was rushing swiftly on. Ten minutes elapsed, and then he came to a ravine which was some yards wide, the opposite side the rock rose straight up to the height of fully from his waist and whirled it hastily across the ravine. ext moment he hauled in the slack, to which was attached a it narrow bridge formed of wild grapevine. \ Attaching, this securely to a stump, he led the two women hastily r¢ 188 to a narrow ledge on the rock upon the opposite side. They ta followed by Death ard Danger. Then loosening another grapevine, he allowed it to swing across the ravine and | the fragile bridge. r ‘allowed it to return to its original position, Sans it hung like a ee against the rock, re ovi g a little to the right, he lea Mrs, Halliday and Clover behind a and entered alow, narrow orifice in the rock, carefully the: medicine man, was with them. ached the ravine ihe moon shone _calmly down into the oy was to be seen. ses!” shouted the boy chief, fairly foaming with rage. ‘‘He g caped us, The Catamount is not here. Search every inch of ‘ound; \e cannot be far away!” scouting parties started in various directions to obey the Mantego went up to Waucanta and said semaine in a low “that?” demanded the boy chief. 9 (uneleas to search,” was the reply; ‘‘he has crossed safe- other side.” seas F p you know this?” _ é u tells. me,” said the medicine, How has he crossed?” . has nol. been, told me yet,” raniied the medicine; “we must i ay and, search.” h chief stamped his feet with rage, while the foam fairly tr aes | his set teeth. Hh Ba BP eee ee ee a SE en ee ee ee ee ee ee ee ee at In this manner they proceeded on until finally the old hunter paused. “«T think we are safe as beavers, now,” said he, reassuringly; ‘the old sarpent himself couldn’t find us in this hole, you see, old gal,” continued he, addressing himself more especially to Mrs. Halliday. - ‘“*T discovered this cubbyhole one day while I was chasin a panther who sought refuge in this very spot. I was on this side, and I see him prowlin’ along that ledge just outside from the top of the cliff, I { gave him one for luck, but although I hit the varmint he managed to get ter shelter, and noticin’ a parrer path that declined down the rocks, I came down in search of him. I traced him by his blood into the mouth of this cavern. But when I got in I found that the durn thing, although desperately wounded, meant fight. I s’pected that the painter’d be dead from the big trail of blood he’d left behind, but I hadn’t got half so fur in as we are now, afore I heard a low, savage snarl and growl, and then the brute’s claws tackled my legs, as he set his sharp teeth ’mazin’ deep in the fat of my thigh. I don’t know who yowled the loudest jist then, bim or me, for I knew it meant death for one of us, 80 I just yanked out my old bowie, and watchin’ a fair chance carved out his inards with the blade. The cuss rolled over like a log, but he’d got such a stout holt onter my thigh, that J had ter rip out a goodish chunk of meat afore I got free. ‘Well, urter I'd braced up a bit, and got my wind, I did up the 1 wound, and fell to lookin’ ’round ter see what sort of a trap I’d : stumbled inter. I didn’t like it pretty well in the dark arter the tongh — tussle I’d had with the painter, so I went outside, and ascendin’ the bluff procured a few dry pine knots to use as torches, and then come back again. I found the painter lyin’ dead, and a ripper he was, to be sure. You've slept on his skin many a time in the old cabin, and so have you, Clover,” “Yes,” murmured the child, clapping her hands as she listened with deep interest to the story. ‘ Well?” « Wall,” continued Seth, ‘‘I rammaged round a bit, and found my- self in this passage, which branches off just beyond in two directions, the one leading into several subterranean caverns. The other curves round and round like a spiral staircase to the top of the rock. “Wall, I thought it ’ud be a fust-rate place to hide my traps and sking in now and then, especially ef ther cussed redskins hadn’t eyer* sot foot in it, which I couldn’t discover no manner of trace of; ‘go I jest went to work and found that grapevine swing and bridge that served us 80 fortunately to-night; and often since, I've been here and passed the night when away {otk ther old log cabin. “T’ve got a lot of pine Knots, skins and furs, and sich like, not to speak of some dried provender, and deer flesh, laid away for a rainy day, and as this has bee a rainy night, I don’t know but what they'll turn up solid just now.” ‘But don’t you fear that the Indians will track us to the other side, uncle,” asked Clover, anxiously, ‘‘and find that we’ve crossed, and follow?” “That's a ruther leadin’ question, little gal, as they say in the “g: courts, but I don’t believe the Indians know that you two were here as all; il’s me that they was lookin’ fur, and had it not been for ther special interposition of Providence and that are Spirit of the Flames, Vd been a dead Catamount as sure as that painter is that I was just speakin’ about; and likely flayed alive inter ther bargain,” Clover burst into a merry, childish laugh, ‘““Why, what do you mean by interposition of Providence, uncle?” © asked she, ‘“Why, the appearance of that thar Fire Woman,” replied the 3 trapper, seriously, ‘‘ what sot everything on fire and nearly burnt up - ; the whole caboodle of us. It was a perfect miracle!” F «« Why, there wasn’t nothing providential or miraculous about that,” said Clover, laughing more merrily than ever. ‘That Fire Woman 4 was only mother, and she produced the whole thing in the simples, manner.” rae “Stuff!” aspirated Seth, who had been walking on while talking; *¢tell that to the fresh fish at Fort Laramie; yer can’t make an old Catamount like me swaller it, by Jonah!” * And as he uttered the words he paused, and striking a light, ap- plied it to a pine knot, which he produced from an orifice in the rock, . ey as ee >. Be. _ sl a i ei te” A ee |

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/ THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. ae CHAPTER XIV. THE CAVERN OF LEAD. As the blaze of the torch flashed up with a ruddy light, a most won- derful spectacle struck the eyes of the two astonished women. They found themselves standing in a vast cavern of nearly circular shape, and probably six or eight hundred feet in circumference. The roof, sides and tessellated columns that rose in the center like the pil- lars of a cathedral, shone and scintillated in the flaming torchlight like molten silver, and so startling and brilliant was the effect that it fairly dazzled their eyes and took away their breath. “Mercy sakes alive, Seth!” gasped Mrs. Halliday, for once startled from her usual lethargy, ‘‘ what on earth is it? Is it silver?” ‘*Not so bad a guess, old gal,” said he, smiling at the surprise of both, ‘* But you're off track—it looks ’mazin’ like silver, but it’s only lead—but iv’ll be a snug fortune for some one, some of these fine days, and I reckon I know who.” 2 The old man placed his hand affectionately upon Clover’s head as he spoke. ‘*Findin’s keepin’, I believe, and this is the puttiest find I ever see,” The half-crazed woman made no reply, a8 she stood guzing be- wilderedly around. “Why, uncle, you don’t mean to lay claim to all this, do you?” asked Clover. “Yes, indeedy, I do, little one,” replied he; ‘‘ wasn’t I the fust one to lay livin’ eyes onter it, as furs L can see, and I mean to hold on like grim death! But I’m gettiog prime hungry,” continued he; ‘that mouthful of stew that I was swallerin’ when I heard them red varmints on the roof, didn’t holt worth a cent; so ] propose to strike a fire and have somethin’ to eat. Besides that I want some fresh \ bullets, for I’m precious nigh outen ammunition. It's lucky I’ve got a little powder store here in a dry hole in the rock, and by clippin’ off some of this lead and meltin’ it, I can cast all the bullets I want.” As he spoke, Seth went to one side of the cavern, and presently returned bearing an armful of wood, which he placed in the center and ignited with his torch. For a few seconds it spluttered and sizzled sluggishly, casting forth small puffs of smoke, until finally it burst into a ruddy flame and burnt cheerily away. Seth then brought forward a number of robes and furs, which he cast beside the fire, bidding the women to sit down and ary them- “selves. i This they readily did, and also partook without much persuasion of a horn each of commissary whisky, which Seth produced from some secret repository. Then Seth produced an iron pot, filiing it from a pure spring that formed in a natural fountain in the rock und flowed jn a small stream through the cavern. Into the water he tossed a handful or two of coffee, and presently the rich aroma of Old Gov- ernment Java penetrated the cavern with an appetizing odor. “I can’t give ye much of a spread, gals,” said the trapper, as he removed the steaming coffee from the fire and sat it before them, with « supply of sagar and a couple of tin cups,’ “but ter such as I have . ‘ye're heartily welcome.” He then produced some driei venison and smoked salmon, with some hard bread, which, with the coffee, furnished a meal to which - the half-famished eaters did ample justice. “‘ Why, uncle,” said Clover, ‘this is quite a treat, and quite equals some of those fairy tales you used to tell me on winter nights.” ‘© Yeg, you little rat,” said the old man with a grim smile, ‘but it - ain’t half as big a ghost story as that you was tryin’ to gul yer old _unele with a half an hotr since, about the Spirit of the Flames bein’ yer mother.” «That was Gospel truth, “uncle,” replied the child, “ honest Injan!” “Thar you go,” snorted the trapper. ‘‘ Who ever heard of an honest Injun in all his born days?” But it’s true, nevertheless, Sethi,” fopilea Mrs. Halliday, very de- terminedly. ‘Clover speaks the truth!” Was retorted the trapper, doubtingly, “yer can’t fool yer i ¢ ‘reiterated Mrs. Halliday, stoutly. ‘When you in’t-pay much attention to your ae myself were terribly frightened, and waited anxiously for your return, but as you did not come I scarcely knew what to do, until finally Death and Danger came to the door, and, scratching for admissi pulled us by the skirts, denoting that he wanted us to go with hi = As his head was torn and bleeding, I fearea that you were capture a or wounded, perhaps dead, and as some incomprehensible power i! pelled me to follow, I took down your ravoivers and quitted the cabin, accompauied by Clover.” 3 The doy, who seemed to be paying the greatest attention to every- ae thing that Mrs. Halliday said, here approached and poked his col nose into her lap, and caressing his blood-stained head with her fae: she continued her recital. ‘* Poor fellow,” said she; partially addressing the dog, ‘‘it was you indeed who led us to the Indian camp where your poor master w: bound to the torture stake, awaiting a cruel and lingering death, is impossible, sir, for you to imagine,” she said in coutinnation, she turned toward Seth, “how sadly startled I was at the terri sight. What could I, a poor old woman, do against such fea odds? But some unseen power impelled me to attempt your rescu and I determined to do so. Besides, Clover was so anxious to rush to your side that I feared she would and spoil all. I had frequently heard of the superstitious nature of the savages, and determined attempt your rescue by playing upon their credulity. A very simple plan presented itself, upon which I acted at once. It was just before the etorm burst, if you remember, that they commenced their bide tortures.” ; « By gumps, yer right, gal,” said Seth, scratching the end of. injured nose, where the blood had dried in a gout upon the top of grizzly mustache, ‘‘ as this sliced smeller’can testerfy to a dot.” ‘«* Well, at that time,” continued Mrs. Halliday, ‘I determin make the attempt, and accordingly sent Clover to your side to ¢ your bonds, hand the revolver, and tell you to be ready to. -atlem y to escape when the sound of a hoot owl was heard, trusting that if I could thoroughly startle and dismay the Indians, that we might all 2 get safely away during the excitement that followed. Well, y you kn q that you once told me that there was an oil spritig just above the s } where the Indian camp is situated, don't you?” “ Yes,” answered Seth, scratching his head, reflectively. “« Well, that’s just where I started for,” said Mrs. Halliday, when I reached it I rolled up a large bundle of moss and pitel knots compactly Ly see setting it on fire, and starting it s down the mountain side.” ” “ Um—um!” said Seth, nodding his head, “and the cussed varmi thought it was the Spirit of Fire.” es Exactly, and so I proclaimed it,” continued Mrs. Halliae ‘« when I replied that it was simply an agent, but if they di " release you at once tbat the Spirit of Flame would come and « them,” ** And, by Jonah, it did, too!” “Why, it was only me, you thickhead!” “What!” gasped Seth, ‘you the woman all on ‘fre that blo all up? Gas!” “Certainly, it was just gas,” said Mrs. Halliday, resolute I saw that they were unwilling to give you up I gave and you attempted to escape. Then followed the fight, and, shin; to the flaming fire ball, I lifted it boldly up, announcing myself the Spirit of the Flames, cast it from me on the rock!” r “Wall!” “Jt must have struck one of the veins through which the | gas escapes and created the explosion that followed.” ** By Jonah, yer right—what a head piece yer have got, old ¢ gal é it’s a consarned pity that it didn’t blow every buck, sag ; squaw, and pappoose to——! But who in blazes fired them si that did such all fired good service durin’ the eerimnmage while reloadin’ behint the bowlder?” ; pretty?” f “By Jonah! ye did that, little gal, yer are chain li shute; thar ain’t a shot in the country that can lay along! i yer do everlastin’ credit ter yer old uncle for te chin” y —yer do, by Jonah!” | : : Just then | Death and, Danger |

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THE WHITE CHAPTER XV. ; THE SILVER SERPENT AGAIN. i * _ As the dog pricked up his back and stood looking curiously toward _ the distant portion of the cavern, he commenced howling and whining in the most piteous manner. ** Why, what on earth ails the critter?” said old Seth, partially to imself, as he scratched his head, considering; ‘‘ he seems desperate afraid, he does, and that’s somethin’ I never see aie do afore. What is it, boy? Go for it like a good fellow. Never say fuck, it’s a nasty, "mean word.” ‘The dog turned and licked the caressing hand laid upon his back by he old hunter, but made no attempt to obey the order, as he ‘crouched shivering and shakiug at his master’s feet as if he were ‘Both Clover and her mother also seemed considerably surprised startled by the dog’s movements. Asad is it, uncie?” whispered Clover, anxiously. ‘‘ Is there dan- Ym oe if | know,” replied Seth. ‘The critter is despret struck and no mistake. Have you got any bullets left, Clover?” es,” came the quick reply. ‘ag give me some then,” said the hunter, ‘‘ and load yer own vers as quick as possible. I misdoubt me but there is danger but hee form I can’t make out by no manner of means.” yen both she and Seth stood waiting anxiously with their fingers pressed on the triggers of their revolvers, ely Death and Danger utteted another frantic howl, and g forward like an arrow from a bow. another instant he disappeared in the gloom of the cavern. d been absent possibly ten minutes or less, but the brief in- seemed an eternity to the anxious watchers, when the sounds aoe eth | med and stamped his foot Semen 228 ‘all alone to hisself. Maybe he's cotched another painter ettin’ the wust of it. It ‘ud never do ter let him go under onder what it can be?” whispered Clover, trembling Percept- 1e clung close to her mother, and strained her eyes ‘as if e] law, that Moses. fifeed, upa brazen, serpent that, all who look 1 it inight, ha BOY CHIEF. They could hear a rough, tussling sound as if some heavy body were beating the sides and flooring of the cavern with a flail. | Now and then a fierce bay came from the throat of the bulldog, and then the voice of Seth was heard encouraging him to new efforts. But after a time the sounds ceased, and then Death and Danger came tearing toward them like a whipped cur, and crouched trembling and panting at their side. The women regarded him with looks of terror. © What could it all mean? Presently Seth, too, appeared. He came running toward them. “T can’t make out what in thunder it all means,” said he, as he reached their side. ‘ It’s so all-fired dark in thar that I can’t see my nose afore my face; but it ’taint no painter—of that I’m certain sure.” ‘* What is it, old boy?’ continued he, as he noticed the cowering dog, and stooped down to pat his head; ‘at ’em again, don’t funk now, old chap.” But the animal made no attempt to move as he crouched there, trembling in every limb, ‘© 7’m dead ashamed of yer!” gasped the old hunter, with a motion of disgust; but as he uttered the words, Clover grasped his arm, and pointed excitedly toward the end of the cavern. Seth turned his eyes in the indicated direction, and a startling ap- f parition met his gaze. . Crawling toward them from the darkness came a long, gliding body, that glittered and shimmered in the firelight like molten silver.” | Seth uttered a shout of surprise, intermingled with dismay. The object was a silver serpent fully thirty feet in mete which came crawling leisurely toward them. } The shining scales scintillated and glittered in the firelight, and the — bead-like eyes shone and twinkled like balls of living fire. As Clover beheld the terrible object she shrieked aloud, and covered ey her eyes with her hands to shut out the hideous sight. oar ys (‘Great Jonah!” gasped Seth. ‘' This beats the old serpent him- self! No wonder the dog wouldn’t face it!” Meanwhile, the serpent had paused half way, where it elevated nearly half its length from the floor, and commenced waving its head — and neck slowly to and fro, with a swaying, sinuous motion as it daried — forth its forked tongue in an angry and threatening manner. «« By Jinks!” gasped Seth, setting his teeth firmly together as he . brought his revolver to bear upon the undulating head, “Til try yer mettle, be ye reptile or devil!” : But before he could fire, Mrs. Halliday seized bis arm with a ten- — acious grip. . “For mercy’s sake, Seth!” shouted she, desperately, ‘ don’t fire ag you value your life! Something tells me that my boy’s life is cen- tered in his!” ‘« Nonsense!” retorted Seth, striving to tear away the retarding | grasp, as he looked toward the woman, He saw thut her eyes were again blazing with the light of insanity. F i “Let go your hand!” shouted the old hunter, tearing himself free, R it « Don’t be a fool, old gal, if ye have gone clean daft!” ) As he pushed ber vigorously away iu his impetuosity, Mrs, Halliday — fell to the floor, but the next moment she sprang to her feet and — waving her bands aloft, she pointed sternly to the roof of the cavern. “J tell. you,” shouted she, ‘‘ that when the Jews were traveling | through the wilderness of Sinai, and were sore afflicted with a shower of living serpents from Heaven because of their transgressions of the re st

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF, | ! ae 1 cy. *." = a On Se ee ee ee f “1 don’t know nothin’ ’bout that, old gal,” said Seth, dubiously, as e he scratched his head, ‘for I ain’t much versed on scripture—but if he did it was nigh on to five thousand years ago, and they ain’t doin’ any such chicken fixin’s in ther present century by a long chalk! So here goes for a shot at old silver snoot.” As he spoke he blazed away. “Six rapid shots followed those discharged by Seth. They were fired by the hand of Clover. ; But although every shot was aimed with deadly precisicn, and each hit the mark, the bullets seemed to glance off the shining scales of the silver serpent as if he was gifted with a charmed existence, and the reptile remained where he was, with his body swayine steadily to : and fro as if utterly regardless of the leaden fusillade. CHAPTER XVI. A FIERCE CONFLICT. “Gon durn yer ugly picter!” roared old Seth, as he noticed the unmoved demeanor of the silver serpynt, ‘* maybe yer think lead can’t harm yer tough hide, because yer were brought up in a lead mine; but Vil try yer mettle again, hit or miss——hev yer got any more bullets, Clover” ** Nary a one, uncle,” “ Tarnation!” _ Seth fairly foamed at the mouth as he hissed the words, and turning he seized old thunder and brought the butt savagely down upon the y floor, drawing his hand to his bullet pouch in search of a bullet. But it was utterly empty, not a leaden messenger remained, The old man uttered a savage roar of bafiled rage. “ Curse the infernal luck,” shouted he. ‘I'd give a year of life to give yer one more shot!” The next instant he burst into a roar of laughter that re-echoed with startling distinctness through the cave, Clover looked at him in dismay; she tought that he too was bereft of his senses and gone raving mad. -‘Tt was a startling and terrible thought to the child to be there at midnight surrounded by two maniacs, with death staring her in the : face from the serpent intruder. But the next monient she saw that the old man was as calm as ever and perfectly possessed of his senses. ; The laugh had been occasioned by a happy thought that presented _ iself to Seth. f ‘He hastily brought his powder horn over the palm of his horny hand, and pouring out a heavy charge of powder, inserted it in the barrel of his rifle. Then ramming home a wad, he darted to the side of the cuvern, and cutting off a piece of the lead, whittled it into the shape of a slug, my and rammed that home in turn, i Then bringing the weapon across his breast, he placed a cap upon ——— failnre of his attempt. ‘ I ‘believe ye are case-hardened and chain fastened; but I'll try another gait, and if I don’t fetch ye this time Pll eat my bat!” : He darted forward as he spoke and aimed a telling blow at the ser- pent’s neck, swinging the butt of his rifle swiftly around his head to give redoubled impetus to the stroke, But as he brought down the weapon with terrible effect the serpent ducked down its head, and missing his aim, the force of the blow utterly carried the old.man off his feet, and taking a tumble he turned — ae heels over head upon the cavern floor, ; For a second Seth lay where he had fallen half stunned from the effect of the concussion, but the next instant he was on his feet Again : and dropping his rifle he seized his bowie knife instead. With a swift spring the hunter darted toward the silver serpent where it had coiled itself snugly up upon the floor, with his head slightly elevated and moving back and forth, as ics forked tongue — skot out and in, while it hissed threateningly at the assailant. But Seth’s mad was now thoroughly up. He would not have feared the very devil in such a condition, and darting forth his left hand he caught the serpent’s neck: just back ee 5 the head with a yise-like, tenacious grasp. \ The huge reptile darted up its neck witha lurch that nearly dis- located the old trapper’s wrist, but sticking stoutly to his hold, Seth f made a fierce cut at the uncurlipg coils with his keen-edged blade, i} The weapon glanced as if it had clashed against a kindred steel. ‘‘ Great Jonah!” gasped Seth, as the perspiration formed in great : beads down his brow and cheeks, ‘‘ the cuss is hard as flint!” length tossed Seth over and over pe the floor. But the old man held stoutly on, cutting desperately away with knife, vainly endeavoring to find some vulnerable spot to strike ata deal a death blow amidst the undulating and rustling scales, Meanwhile, Clover and her mother stood spellbound and bee spectators of the startling conflict. For a brief interval neither seemed able to muster up suffic courage to interfere in behalf of Seth, but finally, as Clover reco ere tended eyes that glared wildly at the writhing combatants Clove ognized alone the light of utter madness and imbecility. ‘‘ Poor mother,” moaned the wretched girl, “‘I can expect no he from you,” And then, crawling to the side of the dog, she vainly atroweita him to go to the aid of his muster. : But for once Death and Danger appeared to have lost his pluck, all Clover’s efforts seemed futile to make him budge an inch, Meanwhile the desperate and deadly conflict between Seth a silver serpent continued on with increased intensity. They fought savagely from side to side. i ing and crushing folds of the serpent’s coils. f The old hunter's breath was beginning to fail him.

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. ‘that death must come speedily if the terrible strain upon his throat lasted much longer, and was beginning to resign himself to his fate, when suddenly a shrill, piercing whistle rang through the cavern, and he felt the coils that bound him gradually loosening. CHAPTER XVIL A NIGHT ATTACK. As the strange sound reached his ears and the serpent’s coils with- drew, Seth felt greatly relieved, but for a few moments he could scarcely move, __ But as soon as he was able he looked up and saw the silver. serpent fawling swiftly away in the distance. ‘It is extremely doubtful that Seth, bold as le was, would have fol- wed just then, even had he been in a condition to do so, but bruised +! and shaken. by the recent desperate struggle, he simply sat upon his ‘Pm blamed if I can make out what in blazes that whistle meant,” uttered he, considering to himsélf, ‘*but whatsomever it was, it ife, and that'll satisfy me for the present. Dog my cata if I wake.” Clover made no reply, but pressed the old man’s band tenderly, as j ‘pointed ‘earnestly at her mother. Sel looked consideratingly at the crazed bli and tapped bis i} Eitiag them into it, half filled it with abla water, After it had cooled sufficiently, he approached Mrs. Halliday and g, gal, take some of this; it will warm ye up.” eee made no a as she looked up dazedly into his face, i ik effect immediately, tor Mrs. Halliday sank gently back upon h and fell a a calm Glumiber. 1 ihe ‘movin’ bright and bay in the morning,” @ vou going home, uncle?” asked the child; «“'T Gon’t feel a bit a “time, Rosebud,” replied Seth, grimly; “it wouldn't be ye what has occurred to-night. The red devils have drawn us, and they’d fetch us dead sure the next time. I’m goin rer ter Laramie for el until things blows over and the snooze while I cast some bullets, for we mustn’t be caught outen of - ammunition again in a hurry!” Clover obeyed the trapper, and snuggled herself closely beside her mother. The child, notwithstanding her assertion that she was not sleepy, was excessively fatigued, and as she watched the old. man moving around her eyes closed, and presently she was as sound asleep as her mother. Meanwhile, Seth got his bullet mold, and placing an iron ladle over the fire, which he had replenished with fresh fuel, he filled it with pieces of lead hewn from the sides of the cavern. When the contents were sufficiently melted to admit of use, Seth commenced casting his bullets, dropping them into a pot of water that he had procured for that purpose, This operation took the hunter some time, and nearly three-quarters of an hour elapsed before he had procured 4 sufficient quantity to suit his purpose. But having finished, he consigned the bullets to his pouch, and re- loading old thunder and the revolvers, he built up the fire ane sat down to await the coming of daylight. Although the hunter had no watch, he needed none to inform him of the lapse of time. He had been too long accustomed to the wild life of the plains to require a time-piece to tell him the hour of day or night; for his years’ watch of the sun and stars had made him per- fectly conversant with the flight of time and the tickings of the seconds, minutes, and hours as they flew rapidly away. Itis singular how wide-awake aud perceptive these old hunters — become in the far West, and Seth was a paragon of his kind and sel- dom caught napping, but strange to say, on this occasion he ae himself and dozed off where he sat. : | He must have gone’pretty sound asleep, for he suddenly awoke with 3 a lurch that nearly toppled him into the fire, “ Guss my blamed carelessness,” muttered he, sieepily, ‘*I was nearly offi—what’s that?” He was wide enough awake now. The exclamation was occasioned by a low growl from his dog. During Seth’s nap Death and Danger had been lying asleep, snug- gled up at his master’s feet. But as the trapper partially awakened with a start, the animal aprang erect with bristling back, and uttered the warning growl. ; In a second Seth sprang to his feet, rifle in hand, and cast his ayes hastily around the cavern. ] He could see that«Clover and her mother were still calmly reposing upon their couch of skins, but what was that crawling slowly toward him through the darkness? ' During his sleep the fire had burned down low, and the so attiikadiae’ ashes barely served to dispel the gloom; but by the dim light he saw Death and Danger make a sudden spring, and then the poner of a fierce scuffle ensued. CHAPTER XVIII. THE ESCAPE FROM THE MINE,

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THE WHITE If so, Seth, bold as he was, felt his blood cardle in his veins at the bare thought of another struggle with the terrible antagonist, But even if this were the case, it would never do to stand idly by in the darkness; he must go to the aid of Death and Danger, whatsoever might be the result; so seizing up a fresh supply of fuel, he cast it hastily on the fire. j For a second the smoke curled slowly up in a cloud toward the roof of the cavern, and then, as the wood caught and burst into a bright blaze, Seth saw the cause of the sounds, Prostrate on the floor lay the struggling form of a burly Indian, who was tugging stoutly at the neck of Death and Danger, the dog having fastened his gleaming fangs firmly in the savage’s shoulder, The two brutes were tussling fiercely away in the most. determined manner, bat it was. extremely difficult for the moment to judge which was getting the best of the battle, “Great Jonah!” hissed Seth, ‘how in thunder did he get in without my knowin’ it? I wonder if there’s any more of ’em in tow? Gc it, Old steamboat!” continued he, addressing the dog, lively and chaw the stuffin’ outen him, for it won’t do ter fire for fear of alarmin’ his pals, if there’s more on ’em about.” Death and Danger uttered a smothered growl, as if comprehending _ the encouraging ‘words, and turned his bloodshot eyes knowingly at his naster as he wagged the stump of his tail with canine satisfac- tion. i “ Shake him up es é And then drawing suddenly back, he made a fresh dive for the say- age’s throat, - But the Indian, notwithstanding his apparent age, which must have been sixty-five, to say the least, was as supple and quick as a lizard, and taking advantage of the momentary cessation of hostilities on the part of the dog, leaped nimbly to his feet, and, whipping out his knife, made a furious lunge at the dog’s heart. But Death was not so easily caught, for, as the keen blade plowed a nasty gash down his breast, drawing a swarth of blood, the dog sprang throat, drawing forth a shriek of agony and a fountain of blood at one and the same instant. ‘ , “ Well done, old boy!” shouted Seth, clapping his hands encourag- ingly. ‘‘ Sock it to him lively, he don’t desarve a show of mercy, and T’'ll leave it all to you. Yer don’t require a hand of help, yer don’t, by Jonah!” - Meanwhile, the ferocious animal was torturing and worrying the savage in a terrible and startling manner, The redskin’s tongue was lolling from his mouth, and his eyes started wildly from his head in mortal agony, as the death dew beaded _ his brow and temples. The death rattle was commencing to gurgle in his throat, but in _ dire extremity as he was, he fought bravely on to the bitter end, vainly “striving to beat off or release himself from the fierce grip of the tena- cious dog. _ Seth suw that the struggle was nearly over, and that all was up with ‘the Indian, when suddenly he heard a sound that made him look to _ his own safety in turn. Whiz! He dodged as he heard the noise, and a whirling tomahawk flew whizzing by his ear and struck with a thud aoe the side of the : By gumps! that was a ’mazin’ cloxe shave, but a miss is as good mile,” said Seth, as he leaped aside and ‘turned in the direction quickly aside, and, leaping up, set his sharp molars in the Indian’s | 3 | what they did, pul A Sima, after i BOY .CHIEF. tugging stoutly at the thong of the tomahawk to dislodge it from its position. ‘Here, none of that!” shouted Seth, as he drew his bowie knife and severed the deerskin strap with a quick mus “two can play at that game, old copper belly!” He sprang toward the Indian, knife in hand, as he aiitened the words. ~ But the redskin saw his danger, and, turning tail, ran swiftly toward the darknees of the cavern. t Seth saw the motion, and with a savage oath tarned and seized up old thunder, bringing it quickly to his shoulder and drawing a bead on the retreating savage. Bang! : The bullet followed the sound almost simultaneously, but the Indian had lowered his body, and was running from side to side with a Zi, zag motion that prevented its hitting the mark. Seth realized that he had missed his aim, bat drawing his revolver, he brought it to bear in turn, but before he could fire the Indian di appeared, and in his place appeared the towering form of the Silver Serpent, regarding the trapper with its glowing eyes and its writhin 2 Rs . form ready for a spring. Seth sprang aside just in time, for the next instant the gerpe leaped by him like an arrow from a bow and disappeared in a hol the rock, and as it did so Seth realized that his assailant had eff re his escape. { ‘* Gol darn yer ugly picter!” roared Seth, ‘* why on airth did 1 stay and give me a equare show?” But the next instant, realizing the peril of himself and t ing women, in case the savages should return reinforced 5 the side of Clover ané her mother, shaking them hastily by shoulders, As he did so he saw that the dog had killed the Indian, ' shaking and mutilating the remains. 9 Clover opened her eyes sleepily. “What is it, uncle?” inquired alte, sitting up and rubbin eyes, e “ Get up,” whispered Seth; ‘* we haven't a minute ter spare, Ros bud, if we get outen this with whole skins.’ Come, move livel As he hastened toward a passage branching off the main ch “m he called to his dog, who ceased worrying the dead Indian a lowed immediately. CHAPTER XIX. BN { , THE INDIAN BURIAL AND THE DOG-FEAST. NEARLY five hours have passed since we left Waucanto ai standing on the verge of the ravine, after discoverin; Seth, ‘ The reader will readily understand that neither | nor the medicine man were aware that Seth w: they been, they would doubtless have taken mp se

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before they proceeded to bury the murdered sachem with proper hon- ors belitting his age and rank. ‘ On reaching the devastated camp they found everything in confu- sion. ; Nearly all the huts and wigwains had been destroyed by the explo- _ pion and the conflagration that ensued, and several braves and women had been killed outright, while many others were seriously wounded and burned by the blazing oil. . Thus it happened that nearly an hour elapsed before Mantego had finished dressing the wounded and preparing the dead for burial. But % when tthe dead chiefs and squaws had been properly laid out, and the solemn death song ended, the burial party took up the dead and ‘marched in solemn cortege to the adjacent burial ground, ba On reaching the spot they found a deep pit, in which the dead were properly placed, with the exception of the white-haired chief, Wake- sauka. d ‘He was to be buried alone, and with proper honors befitting his rank and station. At first he was laid respectfully to one side, and then his favorite teed was brought to the verge of the deep pit in which both himself nd dead master were to be deposited. oo After a number of mystic ceremonies had been performed one of the ‘chiefs approached the horse and dealt it a death blow. ‘The poor animal uttered an almost human cry as it fell to the earth ; . the life blood pouring from its severed throat. But as soon as life had fled stout ropes of buffalo hide were stretched i yeneath ‘the belly of the dead steed,’ when it was lowered into the pit an propp 1 up in a standing position. $ ‘Then the old chief's body was placed in a sitting position on his horse’s back, with his bow and arrow in one hand and his scalping fe in the other. In his hunting pouch was placed a good supply of parched corn and : on, witha flask of water slung over his shoulder. These provis- ons were to sustain him on his journey to join his spirit in the pontine Berane, while his weapons were to defend ae from Daly hiding the old chief from view, amidst the cries and shrieks ‘attendant members of the tribe. eird and fantaetic manner. these antics had been continued for some quarter of an hour ore, an Indian dog was hastily borne into the circle. ( eg0 | ans Catbiy toward him and araeped him firmly by the te Ras. down with blazing face upon the ghastly orgies. | that his death is not avenged.” “ THE WHITE BOY CHIEF plunging his keen knife blade into the upturned throat, literally ripped him open to the midriff, completely disemboweling and displaying his palpitating heart and other members, as the red blood spurted like a fountain in the face of the sanguinary executioner. Then ripping out the pulsing heart with another quick stroke, he held it up, dripping with gore, as he also tore out the liver and cast them both on the flames. The quivering members hissed and sputtered, shriveled and scorched until the nauseating odor of burning flesh was plainly distinguishable, when the medicine man tore them from the fire, and, carving Sem piecemeal], distributed the loathsome repast among the waiting chiefs, who greedily devoured the portions allotted to them. This being done, the carcass of the dog was also divided into parts and distributed raw among the braves and ancients of the tribes, who placed them eagerly in their hunting pouches for future use. This portion of the ceremony babies ended, the medicine man again . arose to his fevt and resumed his fantastic antics and capers, Gradually, as his motions grew swifter and more furious, one after another of the sitting Indians leaped to his feet in turn and joined him in the dance, ' Round and round the circle they swept, gliding out and in among each other in mazy undulations that seemed to have no set measure or figure, but forming a dance of by no means unpleasing or ungraceful motion. Ae But gradually, as the dance continued, their leaps and springs be- came more violent and demonstrative. Their voices rang out shrill, sharp and guttural in savage tones, while they drew their knives, tomahawks or arrows, brandishing them menacingly around their ray foreheads. “ Some of the younger iaetaen of the tribe gashed themselves hide- ously on their bare breasts, causing the blood to flow freely, uttering . fierce shouts and yells, while their flashing eyes blazed with demoniac fury. ; It was a scene Of terrific intensity that might have gladdened the hearts of the fiends; and as the hideous saturnalia grew more fast and furious, the gray dawn appeared and the warm sun arose, looking CHAPTER XX. THE OATH OF VENGEANCE. ing his hands above his head, made a motion toward the Indians and waved his arms toward it. q In an instant the dance ceased, and each member of the group prostrated himself to earth in silent adoration, earl For nearly ten minutes they remained in this position, and then ah an exclamation from Mantego, they arose again, “ Braves of the Pawnee tribe,” riding his steed to the happy hunting grounds of-his fathers, to join them in the retinue of the Great Spirit; but he is ‘still sad at heart fs hehe: shont of rage ASS the ae man ee aperoy, and th As the sun arose higher, the medicine man stood still, and elevat- — said the old man, as hia voice ty A q re 4 i r ] d a (i ; ‘sii Bt. : ' r x F

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THE WHITE f & look of approbation; ‘‘the voice of my father, the white-haired cbief, calls from the sky for vengeance! I can hear it ringing in my ears, and his glowing eyes burn into myjvery heart. The hand of ‘i the white hunter is stained with the blood of my father, and himself _,and his accursed race must suffer the penalty of his crime.” i } Again the voices of the chiefs arose in savage response to the ad- \dress. ; ‘| ‘‘ They have lifted the hatchet from the spot where ’twas buried by a Wakesauka years ago, and they must pay the penalty for the deed, - Blood for blood—a life for a life—revenge for the death of my father!” Tho Indians seemed fairly maddened by the stirring appeal as they _ gathered closely around the young chief. en It is well!” shouted he, witnessing the movement with flashing eyes and heaving bosom; ‘it is war to the knifel” ‘¢Tt is, it is!’ shouted the braves, extending their scalping knives toward that of Waucanta, Every blade was crossed, and there, in the light of the rising sun, each in turn took the oath of vengeance! And then without a word, with solemn step and downcast head, each warrior returned to his wigwam to mount the war paint and pre- _ pare for battle. When all the young chiefs and old men of the tribe had dispersed, Mantego and Waucanta were left alone. “‘T have been waiting to speak to you alone since last night,” said : the young chief, addressing the medicine man. ‘¢ Well?” was the reply, as the old man regarded him attentively. *T would ask you something that has troubled me greatly since my father’s death,” said the boy chief. «What? * After my father received his death wound, his voice was silent ntil just before his spirit was called to his long home.” “Well?” ; “The white medicine at the fort restored him to his senses for a rief space,” continued Waucanta, ‘and he would have told me something hadjnot his voice failed him before he could give it utter- “ Well?” ‘« My father commanded me before he died these vary words.” ; “ What were they?” demanded Mantego, with | a gasp of excite- “ment. «Tt is well, my son,’ xi; my father, as he managed to speak ith great difficulty—‘ it is well, my son; Manitou hag called, and I must obey his call. £ am one hundred years old to-day, and Wake- 8 uka’s ‘race is well run, e brave, be true, and obey mein all that I have commanded you. Mantego, the medicine man of our tride, will tell you more. I can- ot do so—my sight fails me and I can hear the voice of the Great pirit ringing in my ears—you are not what—you seem—you are a— our name is——.’ These were my father’s dying words; what did ald read his soul, _ the wily fudisp never sated er flinched taeieaes the gaze, Thy do you not reply?” asked the White Rachels: nie: ‘Care him at once!” When I am gone you must succeed me. ; him ‘to Mantego. Pawnees,” said he, aid to speak? Is there any stain upon my niinke i T not BOY CHIEF. if thinking aloud, ‘It is this that troubles me so much, it is this that has troubled me more than all that has taken place since my brave father died.” ee A “ Are you sure those were your father’s last words?” demanded the medicine man, regarding the White Serpent, keenly. ‘They were! I tell you ihey were,” retorted the chief, stamping ~ his foot decidedly; ‘‘ they are still ringing in my ears. I shall * never forget them while life remains!” The medicine paused, as if in deep thaught, “Tf Wakesauka said that,” replied he, at length, ‘ his senses must have deserted him—his spirit must have been wandering when he spoke.” ‘I do not believe it—my father’s head was as clear as his tongue, i and that could never lie!” Mantego regarded the speaker with a look of malevolence, but he did not notice it, for his glance was cast momentarily upon th ground, But the medicine had no time to form a reply before a cry inter! rupted him, and looking up they both saw an Indian running haaily toward them. It was Onega, the Black Panther. ; As he reached them he addressed Mantego hurriedly. 2) “You sent me to the cave of the Silver Serpent?” said he. t * Yes.” t “Shemawgua, the Black Otter, was with me.” “ Yes.” ‘Well, he is dead,” replied tke Indian; “the demon dog of the Catamount has sucked his life’s blood, and the Catamount is 3 in the cavern of the Silver Serpent, with his white squaws.” The medicine man stamped his feet and tore his hair, uttering! : fierce cry of rage. ’ ‘*May the curse rest upon him,” shouted he; ‘we must capta Waucanta stood regarding them both, with a look of deep anttpe resting upon his face. CHAPTER XXI. ON THE MOUNTAIN TOP. MANTEao seemed almost mad as he received the news that Seth in the cavern of the Silver Serpent. He fairly tore his hair and gnashed his teeth with rage. - ; ‘« Here!” shouted he, addressing Onega, ‘go to camp and call | braves to ae warpath at once!” : Where are you Bae The Indian regarded him with a look of surprise, ‘and lool d fro ‘* No,” replied Waucanta, ‘* you will do pores of th ¢ ihe not?” pine’ Mania eine sy

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hen Shiai delete herp eee eee ied DRESS tA eT. fea ied gh ie : ae a: ee a es fi eg THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. The medicine gnashed his teeth, but he was too wary to. expose him- self, : ‘¢ What do you require?” asked he, as soon as he could control him- self sufficiently to put the questior. T would know what it all means,” replied Waucanta; ‘‘ what and » where is this cavern of the Silver Serpent, and what is the meaning of ‘the words that the Catamount and his squaws are there?” (3 At first the medicine seemed puzzled how toreply, but after a mo- ment’s thought he said: «You remember the ravine where we missed track of the grizzle- headed hunter?” 4¢ Yes.” Pier, close by that spot,” said the wily priest, ‘*is the cavern where the Silver Serpent, the guardian of our race, confines himself, Last night, after we returned to cump to perform the last. rites of : ~ ourzdead, I dispatched Onega and Shemawgua with offerings to him in behal? of those who are gone on the long journey. They. found “the Catamount, with his two women, asleep in the cavern, and at- ~ tempted ‘their capture, but the demon dog overcome. and killed hemawgua, and Onega was forced to fly to save his own life.” « And this is true?’ demanded the boy chief. ‘Tt is true ag the words of Manitow himself!” «Tt ig well,” said Waucanta. ‘Go! Call all to arms! We'must proceed at once! They shall not escape us this Ly by the spirit =a ‘of my dead father!’ As the young chief shouted the words, he looked sternly at the The messenger awaited no further orders, but departed at once. - ‘The boy chief was about to follow him when Mantego interrupted him. — «Why did you countermand my orders?” asked he. pps Because I am chief of the tribe,” replied Waucanta, sharply; ‘none have the right to command save me when I am present.” “But Jam the spiritual in command,” said the medicine. uy acknowledge that right a3 an advice,” said the boy chief, cisively, ‘but no further, When 1 reqnire advice I shall apply ; te you; but I allow none to arrogate my rer while I have life or ml to command!” 4 a ‘until he disappeared, ang then shook his fist savagely 8 ver be as he ‘stamped his feet with fury, and spat maliciously As the old hunter t ug return to Seth and his companions, rly in his -arms, as if she bad been a sleeping child, Death d Danger released his hold upon the throat of the dead Indian, sprang swiftly after Clover and his master. th retraced his steps a portion of the way by which he had entered vern, and then as the light of the fire at his back neene to fade a” ‘* 7 hain’t the slightest idea what time it is, little one,” continued the hunter, as he clambered up the steps, panting from his burden, ‘‘for I lost my geerin’ while I was sleepin’, cuss my carelessness; — we might all ’a lost our back hair, and been dead corpses inter the bargain; but I reckon it must be close onter daylight, unless I’m cone siderably out, but we'll find out as soon as we get on the open apes at the top.” : For a time he said nothing further, but presently a faint ray of light appeared like a flickering star in advance, and as they pro- fa ceeded grew brighter and brighter, until finally they all emerged from the darkness into the open light of day upon the broad plateau at the top of the cliff. F It was considerable of an elevation where they stand, and come ¢ munded a fine view of the surrounding country for many miles. Away off in the east the red disc of the sun was just appearing : over a forest of towering pines. To the west the sky was brightening up, but the full moon was still perceptible, although her clear light — ; was fading before the rising sun. “Thar,” gasped. Seth, as be laid his insensible burden down to puts a moment’s breath; ‘I’m .’mazin’ glad we've got so fur without stoppage, for I was awful afeared that we might be followed or find a pack of the skulkin’ devils waitin’ ter gobble us up, Bless me, what’s a that?” The expression was occasioned by something that had caught his keen eyes between himself and the rising sun. f05 Seth drew his hands quickly over his brows and looked anxiously toward what he had seen. — ‘‘ Blamed if they ain’t buryin’ thar dead!” said he, eagerly. ‘* Look, Clover, and ye’ll see somethin’ that maybe ye'll never haye. another” < Oo chance ter see in all yer born days.” ? f The child followed the direction of his index finger, and saw the qj strange Indian burial service that has been described in a recent chapter. For some time both stood eagerly watching the burial rites ‘oul, they were concluded and the sun burst forth with all its splendor upon the weird scene. They saw the Indians fall prostrate to the earth in silent adoration ‘ as the sun appeared, they saw them take the solemn obligation be- fore the medicine of the tribe, and then silently creep away to their wigwams, and as they did so Seth brought his hand vigorously down — upon his hip with a blow that sounded like the crack of a rifle. +“ Blame my cats,” shouted he, ‘¢ blame my cats! If the red jiggers ain’t takin’ the oath of vengeance an goin’ on the warpath; we must. hasten to Laramie at onct and post ’em up or the whole crowd ‘Il be © down on the garrison like a swarm of bees on a honey-suckin’ bear.” 4 4 As he made the remark a sound attracted his attention toward Mrs. Halliday, and turning round he saw she was sitting up and eoaing around in deep bewilderment. ‘‘ Where am I?” murmured she, drawing her hand wearily across: her brow, ‘* how my head aches and buzzes; it seems as if I could not | collect my thoughts.” , ‘Never mind, gal,” said Seth, kindly, ** don’t worry or take on a bit, ye’re all right, or at least yer will be shortly; come, how do feel, do yer think yer could Walk. a bit?” *‘ ¥ don't know,” replied the woman, endeavoring to rise and sinl i ing wearily back again, ‘‘I am very weak. Where ore we? It see! as if—but I can’t remember it at all—it is all a muddled blank her« 7

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. he, drawing out his pucket flask and applying it to Mrs. Halliday’s a: lips; ‘take a sip of this and it’ll fetch yer round all right. There’s rr ‘nothin’ like a drop of the old stuff to set yer on yer feet, or take yer off ’em for that matter; all owin’ ter how it’s used.” - The poor woman took a good stiff pull, an@ the liquor seemed to have a wonderful effect, for shortly after she had partaken of it she arose without assistance, and taking hold of Seth and her daughter's “arms, began her way down the mountain. / CHAPTER XXII. A MOMENT OF PERIL, iq In would have been much better for Seth and his companions had he remained watching the Indian medicine man and Waucanta after the _ Pawnees disappeared, for if ke had done so he would have seen the arrival of the Black Panther with the news of his discovery in the cave; but unfortunately for them this was not the case, and thus they went on, blissfully ignorant of the sad fate that was in store for them. _ As they proceeded slowly on Mrs. Halliday’s strength gradually 1 urned, for, notwithstanding her demented condition, she was a man of iron constitution and determined will, as the reader -has bably already discovered. : ‘They had proceeded on in the manner described for nearly half an our, and were near the foot of the mountain when Seth called a halt, and taking some hard bread and dried venison from his bunting pouch, divided a portion between the two women, who sat down to pee it. _ The spot where they rested was on the verge of a cliff overhanging 4 oe down which'a small stream dropped in a bounding caseade, ch had the appearance of a silver thread where it felt into a water ourse or flume at the bottom, rom appearances the place had deepen) been used by a party of prospectors in search of gold. __ There’s been some diggin’ goin’ on ’round here,” said Seth, as he hewed away at the fodder, ‘and 1 calculate that the chaps that struck ould have panned out pretty well if it hadn’t been for the redskins, hey were all killed, and that settles it as fur as they was concerned. e’s no doubt ’bout thar bein’ gold, and plenty of it, too, in this ry: spot, but it’s as much as a fellow’s weight of the yaller metal ia oncerned for a miner ter come suckin’ ’round these diggings, unless he is well backed, for it’s sure death; the Indians knows what’s whal, “and they don’t allow ne hangers-on anon tbar claims, they don’t: by ong shot, It’s nigh onter six years ‘ago that six miners, returnin’ ; n foot from the gold diggings, camped :lere for the night. It was ‘ty late when they turned in, but when they ’woke, bright an’ airly,: y discovered at onct that they’d struck it heavy, and it made their ts jump lively, you bet, when they made the discovery, _. The whole party were dead broke and nearly starvin’ for want of food, but. they were so pleased when they struck it they went to work at once and panned out a good pile the first-day. Wall, they managed kill some game and, made a snug meal, after which they lay down @ night, determined to work like beavers the next mornin’; but rn’t to be did—the jig was up—for. before mornin’ the redskins: nded them’and killed ’em ter a man, ced, card” ther phony a and ‘ther, first. umes eke this way iY see Me old man’ 8 Bis emigrants gave the diggin’s a wide berth after that; anyhow, I gave them decent burial, and that thar heap'of stoues, topped by a wooden cross, marks ther last restin’ place.” ‘« Poor fellows!” said both listeners at ouce, as their eyes filled with tears at the sad narrative. “Wall, that’s what happened ter them, poor devils,” said Seth, ‘‘and if every lover of gold got served the same way, maybe there wouldn’t be so many scootin’ for it as there is—and blame my skin if I don’t think it plaguy lucky that we’ve got outer it with a whole skin as well as we have.” Just as the hunter ceased’ speaking Death and Danger, who had been seated on his hanunches looking wisely up into his master’s fa as though he were taking it all in, sprang to his feet, and, sniffing : air gave vent to a low growl, “ Hey!” gasped Seth, leaping to his feet, ** what’s that, boy?” The dog ran a little way down the path with his nose to the ground, and then came bounding back uttering a low, ominous whine, aig “Ingins, by Jonah!” hissed Seth, grasping big rifle tightly and look-- ing hastily to its priming. ‘I’m pesky afeared we're in for it hot and heavy again.” Then taking the same path as that taken by the dog, he ran lightly = down the road and threw himself flat on his face. Presently he rose and came back again. “Tvs so sure as fate!” said he, as au anxious look stkconsa his fea. tures; “there's a whole swad of ’em, aud ther comin’ on on a — ran!” Clover’s face turned deathly pale as she looked anxtously af ae mother, but the demented woman seemed utterly unconscious oe the approaching danger. 4 Ls <} “We must try to hide somewhere,” said Seth, ‘*and possibly bicie may pags us without discovery.” eee | He looked eagerly about, taking in the surroundings at a glance, ; The road on which they had been eitting was barely three feet wide, — and scarcely admitted of two persons treading abreast. On th side opposite the ravine the cliff cae aiveety up—almost. iba: ularly. It was studded with dwarf pines and scrub brash, closely: interlaced ec with creeping vines and bitter briers. : It would be utterly impossible to hide therein, but on. the other side, directly on the verge of the sloping precipice, stood a huge bowld that Seth thought would prove a haven of refuge. Sif get Tn an instant he had seized Mrs. Halliday up by the arm-pits, pe placing her behind it, ordered her not to speak for her life, She seemed, notwithstanding that she was in one of her spells, to co prehend his meaning, for.as Clover crouched by her side she. ne her hand and pointed silently to her lips, ; Clover nodded in reply and placed her tinger on her tips in re and as. she didso Death and Danger lay down by her side, with cropped ears elevated to their highest extent, f Meanwhile, Seth had joined them. The bowlder was a large one, nearly breast high, and the backe the fugitives were directly against the edge of the yawning precipice, ts from which they were simply protected. by a few dwarf PE stunted brush. ; ‘« Keep perfectly quiet, ” whispered Seth, ‘and don’t dare to spe a word. Look closely to your revolver, little one, and if we're d covered don’t migg-a shot... 4) ! Ea . IT never miss, uncle,” replied the child, ooking bravely u .

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\ THE WHITE : ‘Ibis better that you both die by your own hand than fall alive into the clutches of the bloodthirsty wretches.” *«Do not fear for me, uncle,” replied she. ‘‘1I shall do my duty when the time comes.” The trapper was unable to speak as he silently pressed the little hand, and, raising the edge of his sleeve, he wiped the moisture from his eyes. By this time fey’ coulc hear the pattering of the approaching sav- ages’ feet. They were coming on a swift run. Would they pass without discovering their hiding place? This was the question that was uppermost in the thoughts of all. “On came the approaching Pawnees, _ Already the advance guard was appearing in sight. They were led by Waucanta in person, closely followed by Mantego. my best bullet to give yer a passing shot,” muttered I dared to, I would, by Jonah! But it wouldn’t do—it ontdift do.” Clover grasped his arm, fearing that he would do so in his excite- - ment, but a swift glance reassured her as the Indians came swiftly on in Indian file. Fortunately they were too eager to reach the lead cavern to notice the place where the fugitives had been so recently sitting, other- lise they would have undoubtedly discovered the tracks leading to their hiding place, but, as it was, they swept by until nearly half the arching party had passed. But then an unfortunate incident occurred. Directly in the cen- of the passing line appeared the towering form of the Black te; the passing Indians had heard the sound and turned front ard the bowlder. oa ta, and, realizing that they must be captured or die game, he mined to sell his life as dearly as possible. remember what I told yer, and give it ter ’em hot ard heavy.” s he uttered the words he arose and sent a death shot from old ander into dec center of the savages. owl of mortal agony followed the a that told of another ‘n’s life to Seth's account. s Seth reloaded Clover commenced firing with her revolver. She had a clamber up to take aim, but as shot after wie mS clearly BOY CHIEF, It took but a few moments for the gallant chief to effect this move- 4 || Ment, and then the whole party came pouring toward the bowlder as the hideous war whoop rang shrilly out with blood-curdling dis- — tinctness. It was a fearful moment; already the bloodthiraty savages were mounting the bowlder at every hand. Both Seth and Clover discharged their revolvers at the same in- 4 stant, and then Seth clubbed his rifle, q As he did go he stepped back, forgetting the yawning precipice be- hind him, to deliver a more telling blow, It was a false move, for his foot caught one of the trailing vines, and, remembering himself, he endeavored to regain his balance, ‘but it: was too late, for as he staggered back Death and Danger leaped up, seizing a stout grasp upon his master’s waist, and the next ee i both dog and mun went toppling over the precipice. CHAPTER XXIII. THE WHITE CAPTIVES. As Seth toppled backward to his fearful doom, Clover had inet dise a charged her revolver and paused to reload, ae She heard the old trapper’s startled cry as he realized his peril, node d turning, saw him fall over the verge of the precipice with his faithful dog clinging tenaciously to his bosom. y The sight almost froze her heart as she too uttered a terrified shtick, , and before she recovered sufficiently to relond the Pawnees came pour- — ing over the face of the bowlder and swooped down upon her. like ~ a flock of vultures, ; In a second Black Panther had grasped Mrs. Halliday by the hair of 4 ; the‘head, and, tearing it loose from its fastening, wrapped it around — his left hand as he lifted his scalping knife to bury it in the Asteuaee, : woman’s bosom previous to scalping her. oa But before the knife descended with dendly’ effect Clover sprang to her mother’s defense, and hastily drawing her own bowie, which had been a gift from Seth, she made a quick, impulsive cut at the bare bosom of the giant savage. M3 The keen blade told home just over the heart, and would doubtless have killed the murderous Pawnee in his tracks had not Mantego, ju as the blow fell, leaped before the frantic maiden and caught the mai scending arm with a vise-like grasp. Hh, ' The brave child, who was large and stoutly developed for vanes ; struggled desperately to release herself from the tenacious grasp, bat the old Indian held her firmly, as, his features wreathed with a Sebi smile, and shite fe his tomahawk, he prepared to deliver a dea blow. ** Pale maiden afraid now?” he inquired, leering in her face. » , ‘* No!” shouted she; ‘‘atrike like the dog that you are and end my mysery!’? i “Good girl!” said he, grimly, got much pluck 3 me take to my. wigwam and make white squaw by and by.” rt «No, no, no!” shouted Clover, desperately, realizing from the wor the terrible fate in store for her; “kill me first—I’'d rather die tha become your prisoner!” et “Good! die, then!” shouted he, elevating the haceliet tai i

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x THE WHITE BOY CHIEF, ‘* But she is my prisoner,” replied Mantego, indignantly. ‘*T care not,” came the sharp reply; ‘‘ Iam Waucanta, the White Serpent of the Pawnees, and my word is law!” The medicine removed his grasp from Clover’s hand with an ill- concealed motion of disgust, and turned away to hide his rising rage. Looking at the chief, Clover recognized in an instant that he was very handsome for an Indian, and as his piercing eyes sought hers with an equally admiring gaze her lids dropped and a warm flush suf- fused her face and bosom, - Where had she seen eyes like those before? They seemed to haunt her like a troubled vision, but for her life she yy seemed to experience the same emotions. **The pale face maiden need have no fear,” said Waucanta, in a -reassuring{tone. ‘Nothing shall harm her while in my care. It isfnot my, purpose to wage war on women and children, even if they are the _ kindred of my worst and deadliest enemy.” “If you mean my uncle,” said Olover, sadly, ‘‘you need have no : further fear of him.” 2 ‘*T mean the gray-haired hunter who killed my father; I mean the Catamount.” t “You need fear him no longer,” said Clover, ‘ for he’s dead—he ~ fell over the precipice just now, and he is dead.” “Good!” hissed the boy chief, with manifest elation, ‘* then my father is avenged.” __** You have said you mean me no harm,” resumed Clover, after a - moment’s pause; “if so, prove it by allowing my mother and myself e to return to our lonely home. My mother is not herself—she has lost , her reason—she is mad.” serit The young chief bowed his head as he looked with commiseration at _ the demented mother, and the other Indians followed bis example, for : it is customary among the Indians to regard a person bereft of reason ; as under the especial protection of Divine Providence. But the next instant Waucanta shook his head negatively. _ “That may not be,” replied he, “ at least, for the present, for we : have matters to attend to that will preclude the possibility of your be- i ing set at liberty; but have no fear, yourself and mother shall receive “no harm, and every attention shall be paid to you while under my fs ebarge.” Then turning toward Mantego, he conversed aside with him for “several moments. The old medicine seemed to agree with ‘the plans of the boy chief, for presently they both came toward Clover and her mother, and Waucanta signified that she was to accompany him to camp. meelng that there was no use to refuse or to attempt to create a scene, i, ‘Clover took her mother’s hand and silently followed Mantego. _ For a time, as they passed down the road, they were accompanied by the main body of the war party, a portion of them having been left behind to collect the dead and wounded and convey them to camp; but as they reached leve ground at the foot of the hills the warriors in struck due south toward the Platte River, while Mantego, in company ee with Clover and her mother, took the other route and ascended the a lis to the east of the ravine. ‘was unable to answer the question, and as her eyes fell the young chiey : } her heavily. I believe you, and I shall I beftiend yu ) witness sd semeneton enna by the: ex: i name?” the shaft of flame that still roared fiercely upward from the orifice in the rock. “ F But Clover was too deeply aggrieved at her mother’s condition and the loss of Seth to take much pity on the Indian squaws and children — : who gathered curiously around her as she was led into camp by the chief medicine. ; At first the squaws seemed disposed to plague and torment the captives, on learning who they were, but a stern gesture from Man- tego hastily dispersed them, and then he led Clover and her mother to his wigwam in the center of the camp. CHAPTER XXIV. THE MEDICINE MAN’S DAUGHTER. As the party entered the wigwam, an Indian maiden advane ward them. at She was scarcely sixteen years of age, and as the light fell throu; the opening at the top of the tent, Clover noticed that she was ve beautiful; in fact, the child thought that she had never beheld anyone ao lovely as she appeared. ** Menela,” said Mantego, introducing the white captives; ‘“ these are two prisoners, captured to-day. They are the :special charge of our chief; they are confided to your care; see that you pay mai due attention.” ‘ The Indian priest’s tones had a metallic ring that podets the whi eae, captives little good. eer The Indian girl advanced, and looked curiously into Clover’s eyes “Tt shall he so,” she said, after a moment’s pause, “the Whi Serpent has spoken; it is my duty to obey.” erry The old medicine man east an evil glance at the captives, igiihion the side of the tent withdrew, allowing the flaps to fall behind hin When he was gone, Menela advancedand took Clover’s hand, re. garding her closely with her dark, flashing eyes, as if she would read her thoughts, a “ Are you a friend of Waucanta?’ she asked, in antee decisi tanea, “Who is he?” inquired Clover, innocently. ‘ “The White Serpent of the Pawnees, the chief of our tribe.” — ri Ts he the one who captured me?” ‘ FER *t Yes,” Be. “I do not know him,” answered Clover. “I never saw him before to-day. But he said that no harm should come to myself or moth ry and, if so, I am his friend.” “And is this all? asked the Indian maiden. “ Yes.” ‘If it is so, he will keep his word,” came the quick reply, “ shall be your friend also. Who are you?” ay In a few words Clover told Menela all she saw fit of what ha curred, and informed her of the demented atate of her wre ? mother.

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THE Lifting the flaps of the tent as she spoke, the Indian maiden disap- eared. 5 Clover crept close to her mother’s side, nestling her head upon her bosom and caressing her white hair. The poor wuman returned the aresses, but made no reply to the terms of endearment that the hild poured into her ears. Nearly twenty minutes elapsed, and then Menela returned with a o aquaw bearing food, which was placed before the captives. Clover ate sparingly, but Mrs. Halliday devoured the food as though 8 e were starving. When the meal was ended the squaw cleared away the remnants; having disappeared, Menela went to the corner of the tent and re- ned bearing a cup in her hand, abies she aa to Mrs. Halli- War Menela,” was the eos, +5 tio only daughter of Mantego, reat medicine of the Pawnees; bat see, your mother is going to lover turned and saw that her hostess spoke the truth; her mother ate back, sleeping as calmly as a child. tated him backward over the verge of the precipice, ,wild ery he tossed out his hands, endeavoring to grasp g¢ to sustain and break his fall; bat the frail bushes parted his weight, and as his braye dog seized him by the waist, h rent plunging ‘over the cliff, [ down, they fell, toppling over and over in eddying circles, ‘Seth felt his brain whirling and buzzing like one in delirium. es seemed bursting from their sockets, and his breath came nt in quick, short gasps, until his senses totally deserted him, en all was hideous darkness, re into his hgad and caused congestion of the brain. jually, as his shattered senses returned and he realized 8, be heard a low whine close beside him, and looking in f the sound, saw Death and Danger standing upon a f rock that jutted out at the bntt. of ge tb and at WHITE BOY CHIEF. gazing eagerly down into the ravine; and from their remarks he judged they were looking for him. But Seth was too shrewd to afford them information of his where- abouts by a single movement, and thus he lay perfectly quiet until they had disappeared. Then he got up, and crawling cautiously to the butt of the i crept out on the ledge, Death sprang toward him with a whine of pleasure, and commenced licking his master’s face as if excessively pleased at seeing him able to move once more; but the hunter made him a motion to be quiet, and continued his examination of the ledge. Presently he uttered a slight expression of pleasure. He had discovered just what he required; an entrance to a cave. CHAPTER XXYV. THE CAVERN OF GOLD. Ir was lucky that Seth discovered the opening just as he did, for a8 he reached it a: huge mound of earth, accompanied by several large stones, came toppling down the cliff, and strack with a heavy thud upon the ledge, causing it toshake and totter as if it were about LO fall from the bed of earth that held it. The hunter dodged into the opening in the bank, accompanied by his dog, as if anticipating that a landslide was about to follow. But after lying quiet for a minute or more, without any further disturbance of nature, he peeped cautiously out and gazed up the bank, ; «By Jonah!” hissed he, half aside,as he hastily ducked in his head, ‘‘ things is gettin’ all-fired hot round here. What on earth’s — going to happen next, I wonder?” % He might well indulge in the query, for as he looked ont fe had a seen two Indians, with lariats fastened under their armpits, being low- ered down the sides of the ravine by their comrades, i For an instant Seth feared that he had been discovered while lying se senseless in the tree, but if this were the case, he must make the most * of it, and sell his life as dearly as possible. cae “How pesky unfortunate it is that I lost old thunder in my fall,” 5 he thought. ‘I wish ter the Lord I had the ae gal safe and sound again, I do, by Jonah!” f And as.if in answer to his prayer, when he looked out again, there was his trusty old rifle, like Abrabam’s ram of old, stuck fast in the bush at his very hand. “ Wall, ll be good jiggered if that don’t beat the speckled Jews!” said Seth, almost ready to shout with joy. ‘I was just wishin’ my heaviest for you, old gal, and ther yer are safe and sound, sure enough.” And stretching forth his hand, he drew the piece toward him and hugged it closely to his bosom. . In another instant it was loaded and primed, and ready for action, % and as it fell to his side Seth noticed something else that made him dance with delight. : It was a large, round stone that stood just inside the mouth of the cave, vt ; To roll it to the opening was the work of an instant, and whe was done it penpals sbnt out the Naa: baying Seth and Death in eo:

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‘THE WHITE — BOY CHIEF. the pattering of the Indians’ feet as they moved cautiously to and tro. ‘ r : ** Yes, he was here,” said one of the guttural voices. the marks of his body in the tree. He must have got an awful blow to tear the branches so.” , *« But he is gone!” said the other. **So it would seem,” came the reply, and ther the voices ceased as ‘* Here are Seth heard them moving around again. Several times the old man had to muzzle and throttle his dog with his hands to prevent his giving the alarm, but Presently, ‘one of ihe Indians spoke again. ‘* Here are his tracks.” «© Where?” “« Here.” *« Yes—but they disappear most strangely. can trace them no further.” _ “ He must have been so weak when he left the tree that he fell off “again.” : “That's it! prey is ours.” Seth rubbed his head thoughtfully. Them cusses is lookin’ arter my scalp, they is, and they think they’ll find me dead at the bottom, and raise it. Well, I wish ’em luck f _ when they do, that’s all, They struck me pretty close, though, they did, indeedy, and if it hadn’t been for the load of earth they toppled down while desceudin’, which covered my tracks, they’d struck me dead to-night just whar Iam. Wall, a miss is as good as a mile, and for onet I’m pesky glad of it. But I wonder where on earth this hole jeads to?’ I've a plaguy mind ter find out until the coast is clear enough for me to get down the cliff and strike out for Laramie,” - And then, as he proceeded to put his plan into execution, his : thoughts reverted to Mra, Halliday and Clover, with considerable trepidation, as he wondered what had become of them after his fall. Seth felt perfectly confident that the Indians had descended the cliff in search of his body; but before he began his exploration of the ecav- ern he took the best precautions to secure the stone at the opening as ; carefully as possible. z t Then he began crawling slowly along the narrow ‘passage that scarcely permitted of his sitting upright, gas cautiously forward with his hands as he proceeded. a f Death and Danger crouched sisal behind his master, keeping losely to his heels. — ‘Gradually ag they went on the passage grew higher and wider, | finally the trapper was able to stand erect, when his progress Let us seek him at the bottom of the ravine, and the “grew easier and more rapid. In this manner Seth had penetrated, as he supposed, some quar- ter of a mile into the bowels of the earth, when pis de sound of rush- ing water reached his ears, and presently a bright light penetrated the p passage just in front of where he stood. - For an instant Seth paused, undecided viienee't to advance or ee reat, baby his baton aot the best ot his pi and he pate ¥ and onidroaa scene gtruck his gaze. Kite ve P32 ‘th cen ts shies a Soe fire was Fidei ; Beneath him, from where he stood, he could see a large cavern, in- fantastic costume, enter the apartment and place a silver call te lips. j As he did so the same shrill, piercing whistle rang throug cabin as Seth had heard the previous night, when he was bein; crushed to death in the folds of the Silver Serpent. CHAPTER XXVI. THE WIZARD OF THE CAVE OF GOLD, { he saw a number of snakes of various species come crawling fr nearly every portion of the golden cavern. rock and drew forth a number of pieces én meat, which he eu and divided py them, And as the notes ceased Seth saw the Silver Serpent app 2 crevice in the rock, pate come crawling slowly pps be: fire. around his wise, approaching its awighie head ccareseingly 9 : his, lips. The man fondled the monster tenderly, and— ee y caresses the serpent released its hold and coiled itsel Pe feet. Then the man went to the receptacle in the roel again, in, 2 retarning with a curious shaped retort, placed it upon i ' Into this he poured a perfectly peliucid liqiia, which pr gan to simmer and boil, casting forth a violet-colored sol As the Silyer Serpent appeared it took all Seth’s” 8] Death and Danger from alarming the aya ag ha , -erystal itself. | The conjurer had scarcely completed option whe heard in the distance, to which he Slnslantly replied by the silver call. ™m an instant the Silver Serpent reared itselt from th enict position, where it remained swaying its graceft ies from side to side ag its eyes sparkled like black ane vans “) and out ; with lightning-like c

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‘man to fondle him, as it had previously done the wizard. ae “J have come for the magic elixir,” said Mantego in the Pawnee tongue, but Seth was perfectly conversant with the dialect and un- - derstood every word. «Tt is ready,” was the reply, as the sorcerer handed the flask to the Indian priest, ‘ but you must be extremely cautious in its use, a8 I know not when I shall have another chance to distill an- other vial.” ‘ “How long will the ‘contente hold good?” e . ** Ag long as it laste, unless the Silver Serpent meets its death, in , _ which case the charm ceases and the elixir will be powerless.” Seth craned out his head eagerly at the words, ‘ the Silver Serpent kis meets his death.” “Great Jonah!” whispered he to himself, “how on airth can that vai puahoent The devil himself couldn’t kill him; he’s tougher than lignum Vitae or cast steel!” i Bat the next instant he was all ears again, as Mantego asked another question: * And the result?” “The spell over the White Serpent of the Pawnees will be at an ; he will resume his proper color, and be restored to a knowledge he Indian medicine man utiered a cry of alarm, «Tg this the fact?” «Yes, in case of the destruction of the Silver Serpent by human But is not he an agent of the Great Spirit?” «© Yes, but bis mission upon earth only lasts until bis spirit is set : ree from its shell by human aid, when the clay returns to its kindred ail as does our own.” ; at can this be done?” , ‘oat assuredly.” “How?” asked the wily Indian, curiously. «By the use of a hatchet formed of the ore of this very cavern.” +h é | have one secured in yonder secret repository, ready for use in he serpent should become wroth and attempt my life.” / What, cuss is a wuss suske than ary a snake in the cavern, and pizen,” said Seth, sotto vove, a8 Mantego departed, “and: now a the very. ska in pee some infernal piece of Td like to know gitations were cut short by an exotamation from the -d, who seemed to be indulging in a soliloquy algo, a bold move,” said the strange man, ‘and worthy of the great chief like Wakesauka, who had seen nearly a century and left no kin behind. Ten years ago, nearly to a day, nd band beset and pillaged an emigrant traveling from Sb. ncramento, After robbing him of every valuable, they nd ce his elakinyene-ald gon from his dead mother’ 8. “THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. te ar a x a fen ae” 3 2 2 eo = Se 3 ; . tive to the trive ‘as his own son, sent to lim from the Great Spirit himself, but how to do it was not such an easy matter of considera- tion. In this dilemma he called upon Mantego, the medicine man, who in turn came to consult me in my retirement. “ Tn turn I consulted the spirits of the air, and learned from them that it would be possible to change the boy’s complexion to the proper hue, utterly obliterate his memory of the past, and render him the personification of what he was to be represented, an Indian child. ‘‘ For this purpose I prepared the proper potions, which were ad- ministered with the desired eflect, and to-day the White Boy Chief reigns as Waucanto, the White Serpent of the Pawnees!’ Seth’s breathing nearly ceased at the startling announcement made by the Indian wizard, ‘Ha, ha, ha!” chuckled the latter, rocking himself to and fro over the fire, “it was a bold move und ably carried out, and by this means the son of Reuben Shirley, of St. Louis, ‘who emigrated west under the assumed name of Halliday, is the ruler of the Pawnee tribe!” “Great Jonah!” roared Seth, unable to restrain himself at the dis- covery. ‘* The White Boy cee is my brotier’s child—he is my own nephew!” CHAPTER XXVII. A STARTLING DISCLOSURE, NeEARLy three hours bad passed since Mrs. Halliday bad fallen asleep, and Clover was seated by her side watehing her attentively, ( when the flaps of the tent were withdrawn and an Indian appeared in the opening. «You must come with me,” said he. ‘“« Why?” asked the child, looking up in alarm. “Tt is the orders of our chief.” Clover looked anxiously at Menela. f ** Must I go?” she inquired, “You must,” replied the Indian girl, ‘but have no fear, he will not harm you,” she added, noticing Clover’s frightened’ face. Reassured by Menela’s remark, Clover laid her mother’s head. gently from her lap and accompanied the Indian, p ; y He led her from the wigwam across the camp to another, and ushering her in, retired. As soon as she had become accustomed to the partial darkness, C Clover saw that she was in the presence of her captor,’who was — seated on a couch of skins. _Thaye returned,” said he, as he partially aroge and motioned her toa seat at his side; *‘ pray be seated,” } Clover feared to disobey, and sat down, «That is well,” said Waucanta, with a pleased smile, ‘‘ for I have ate returned to speak to you. I have promised that no harm shall befall you, and I shall keep my word. Do you know what I haye to say , to you, Rose of the pale faces?” Clover regarded him with a look of surprise. J cannot imagine,” she replied. Again the boy chief smiled. i «J thoughts | not,” said he; ‘but Waucanta is a man of few eee his tongue i not forked, and he must speak boldly out,” ‘ Se i be, wh “aw pt

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i : THE. WHITE BOY CHIEF. a _ You are very young, White Rosebud,” said he, ‘but you have ‘Tt is impossible!” * won my love; I have sent for you to ask you to become my bride!” Clover withdrew her hand that he scught to retain, and sprang to her feet with her face radiant with blushes. “ How dare you?” she cried, indignantly; ‘*do you call yourself a a man and approach me thus? Jam a mere child, but I hate you now," Wanucanta seemed deeply pleased at the spirit of the little beauty. * Yow old are you?” he asked, with another smile, a ‘*T am nearly thirteen,” she replied. ke ‘¢That matters little,” replied the chief, ‘you will increase in age a and beauty, and so shall my love increase as the moons come and go t until you become my bride.” Rie a Never,” shouted Clover, with her eyes blazing like balls of livid fire. «Twill die first!” Before he could comprehend her purpose, the child lad darted to- x ward the opening of the tent and laid her hand upon che curtain. « Stop!” shouted Waucanta, leaping up and starting toward her. * No!” replied she, firmly; ‘stop where you are or I plunge this _ knife in my bosom and let out my heart’s blood!” Waucanta uttered a cry of alarm and darted toward her, but before he reached her Clover raised her eyes 40 Heaven with a supplicating ook and lifted the blade to inflict a ria wound, __ Forbear!” shouted Waucanta. § Before the words were out of his lips the blow fell. j aa But before the keen blade reached her bosom a dark form bounded a ‘into the tent and seized the descending arm. A “ Menela!” shouted the boy chief, dropping his eyes to the earth with abashed mien. 4 . he Yes!” hissed the Indian girl, while her eyes fairly blazed with pas- ion, ‘cyes, and I ‘am glad I came in time to save the life of this brave I have heard all, thou perjured wretch!” I q - child. ‘But lear me, Menela,” said he, persuasively. “ ‘No, no, no!” \ a “ You shall,” HOE he, with his dark blue eyes flashing almost word!” > Fu I do, and defy your power as well!” ‘ -“ But listen,” retorted he, ‘‘ you must and shall hear me, My did not 4 propose to wed her yet. I would have given her time—one, two, even ree years should have been hers,’ and I would have waited pa- ently.” t Hi “Do you dare say ‘thie to my taco?” hissed the indignant Indian girl; ou who have Sworn to love me, sad me alone.” Yes, but I have my rights as chief,” said he; “ and I may choose my wives as I will.” say no,” was the firm reply; “ you are mine by betrothal, and mine alone!” “« Ay, but she should have been the second.” mn ust She should not, she could not; it hg ave been impossible; it” ould have been a crime,” Ley “Why?” / | Menela’ 8 eyes fell beneath his piercing gaze; she corned unable to eply. Bt, ey demanded he Sees sternly. black, “I am the chief of the tribe, and none may gaingay my = tance. ewuye ie eo gaa si Baratae I am under obligations to my father; ask him, and x will tell you all.” ‘‘T will not,” answered Waucanta; ‘I will not; you must tell me- a all, or itis ended between us, and the White Rose shall become my. bride.” *¢ Never,” shouted the Indian maiden, frantically, ‘‘ she is your me sister!” Clover fell upon her knees at the hideous announcement, with her hands pressed firmly over her bosom. Waucanta started back as if he had been stricken a death blow, and) his olive skin turned almost green. Pris “Oh!” gasped he. ‘‘T feel it all! What is this strange sensation e that thrills me to the heart? Am I dying? my father, my mother, my = sister, where are you? I am going mad!” and with o piéreing cry he ‘5 . fell fainting to the floor. — 3 CHAPTER XXVIII. ‘ THE LAST OF THE SILVGR SERPENT. Ler us return to Seth. ans e As the old hunter heard the announcement of ibiiddlan wizard he yi uttered a fierce cry, and gaye vent to his feelings aloud, = i oy The wizard was startled from his reverie by the ery, and looking up _ da liaaes saw Seth looking down at him with bid features working conviil sively. ; a ee leap to the floor of the cavern, and springing at the throat of the Indian, buried his fangs deeply in the quivering flesh, = The next instant Seth was clambering down the side of the rock. On reaching the cavern floor he sprang to the assistance of his rit at whom the Indian was cutting fiercely away with a large knife. i “Stop that, ye infernal sneaking cayote,” roared Seth, as he tor “the knife from the uplifted hand and hurled the wizard free from grip of the dog, “ that old bull pup of mine is worth a dozon of yc Let him alone. Death! lie down, what's yer manners when I’m speakin’, hey?” . The latter to the dog as he again sprang at the Indian’s throat, — The wretch leaped violently back, cowering with terror, as Seth fo a casual glance around the cavern, in which he saw that overy 1 eptile had disappeared except the Silver Serpent, which lay coiled up the fire ready for action, with its) Sk eyes set fixedly on h dog. But as before, Death seemed in mortal terror of apptoaching with ie the bound of the loathsome monster, taking care to keep ae afe dis miserable carkis, deed he is. as I reckon I shall sbioante fed Then, turning to the Indian wizard, he addressed him again:

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. “ Was that ell gospil truth yer was telling that injin mountebank | distress, and tien the folds loosened from the bunter’s frame, and the ‘about the white boy chief just now, hey?” % } serpent lay writhing in its death agonies at his feet. ‘ > Yes, every word.” : Seth uttered a gasp of relief as he stretched forth his arms and ex- _ ** And he really is the son of Reube Shirley?” panded his crushed chest, “ Yes.” “ That does for you, I reckon,” said he. _ “ How came he ter change his name?” ** Yes,” “ He got into trouble in St. Louis,” replied the wizard, ‘‘ and was Wus it a hnman voice that spoke? forced to keep quiet, so he changed his name until he could dispose Seth never knew, for a misty veil seemed to cover his eyes, and ‘of his property and come West.” when it dispersed he saw that the Silver Serpent was no longer at his ‘ _ Seth nodded his head. feet. But Death and Danger lay there instead, crouching and qiver- | ‘ “y see,” said he. ‘I hearn tell a of that, but I heard | ing as if he had been stricken with the ague. Linas 4 gain that he was dead. Well, and so he married under the name of Turning in the direction of the affrighted gaze of the dog, Seth saw ‘ Halliday, hey?” ee the Indian wizard lying in mortal agony with the deat serpent coiled vee ue u arouned his form, and its fangs deeply imbedded in his throat. y Yes.” ‘Seth nt again. f CHAPTER XXIX. bh Thav'll do for yew,” said he; ‘now give me the key ter that 4 y ubby | hole.’ MVD f MANTEGO’S LAST HOPE. «] Raven's got it,” replied the wizard. r Ye lie!” roared Seth, ‘I see yer openin’ it not more’n an hour Setu pressed his hand dr eamily across his brow, as if failing to ” ond, leaping upon the Indian, he bore him to the earth, and comprehend the strange events ‘that had taken place, ; com eee ced searching him for the key, urbe: could not find it, for His brain still Neomed dazed by the mystic cloud that had obscured — , “the ‘ion had spoken the truth, it for a brief interval. Yer a cute one,” said Seth. ‘* I suppose ye've been playin’ some ‘Can it all be true?” he muttered to binwelt, “or is it all a hideous i t yer hokus pokus on me, and sleight-er-handed the key away; but | Vision?” , a Sy ‘ Kon rl find it, or find some Other way of openin’ ther crib, but But there lay the dead wizard with the. moticnless ‘serpent goiled | have ter fasten Yeh down or ye "ll begin playin’ some new closely around his stiffening corpse. He could not doubt the evidence | ige. onter me,” f Kon oe of his senses, 4 d as” he Nase! the words Seth drew a stout cord from his hunting- , and Wrapping, it tightly around the Indian’s limbs secured him. as afi ‘mut ue getting, pEpoMe Ot Dip companions may return and snap me up, Come, Death!” And Be ba his rifle over his boulder, he consigned oe golde bam i=] o = 79 = 3 ° 3 co = >) & 3 oO 2" a ~) oad fo} = g- eo ° So =| 3 =) S ° i) [=> ‘3 Ss. 3 nz rr <5 Ss ag = cs = Da ‘m So io Rk he call rang shrilly through the cavern, Seth heard a hissing nd him, accompanied by a rustling noise, and the next in- e felt the hot breath of the Silver Serpent upon his neck, juick spring the hunter tore himself aside from the reptile’s anc darted to the hiding place in the rock, fou nd on reaching it that the wizard arias the truth, for ey was in ay lock. it ode him iat a short time to reach the place where te i ‘ hiding while the Indians were looking for him. ; «J wonder if any of the bloody cusses are hauging around yet muttered, as he went to the bowlMer that he had rolled to the of ei eave and drew it cautiously any the narrow wget He was followed closely by his dog, * Reaching the tree in which he had lodged on falling, , Seth dis 10 ered that the Indians had left one of the lariats dangling ‘from t ; | above, while the other was fastened to the roots of: the tree an down to the vale beneath. eur |) «1 don’t believe it would be quite date to go ae sai ‘Set himself; ‘‘ the infernal skunks may be loiterin’ boone below: reckon I’ll go up and troab ter Tack.” 42 ore ome ka Palling up the lower lariat, he fastened ‘it securely aro breast of Death and Danger, and securing it ‘around his a ow commenced clambering up the other, hand over hand. As the hunter aed the dog, ier: himeelt ab: yn bim again, hissing and writhing in the intensity of ; , | apicot masta ut it way too late, by ina aenohd J ‘ | It ait ut nom anner rot use, ol chap,” said Seth. dy, a1 “ Iva tried his rr = = = =e = eo 2 “Ss ep a Ss ow _& Se B = @ = ® Fr ee a2 3g a 2 ,. 5 ead ms o fo z 2 ; Be ee are ae ee ae

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. the red devils back, if I don’t hurry,” and renewing his efforts he | _ speedily reached the top of the cliff, Here he found visible marks of the desperate struggle that had taken place during the conflict. Numerous pools of blood were scattered here and there, but not an Indian was to be seen. “They have carried off their dead and wounded,” said Seth, ‘ but ‘what has become of the old gal and Clover?” 2 His heart turned deadly sick at the thought, but there was no time to lose, so returning to the precipice he commenced hauling stoutly “upon the thong that held Death and Danger. In a few moments the dog was safe beside Seth, and manifested his ay down the path, It was now broad daylight; the sun was nearing the meridian. ‘Tt will never, do to go to the Indian gamp alone,” thought Seth, specially at this time of day, but I must find what has come of ver and the gal. Lets see,” said he, as he sat down on the edge fa log; “ what's the best thing to do under the cirenmstances? I eckon I better wait till night.” “Just then he heard a rustling sound in the bushes a little way from where yee sal. iy « Ingine, sure as fate!” gasped the hunter, In an instant he was on his feet and looking eagerly around. ages It is my only chance,” he whispered, as he noticed the log. Tt was the butt of a fallen tree, and decayed at the heart. As ae as thought Seth pointed to the hollow, and Death darted he piconmty was none too soon, for scarcely had he concealed elf before a party of half a dozen Pawnees appeared in view com- ng up the path, and, as they reaéhed the spot, sat down upon the ree in which Seth was hiding, Let us s return to Clover. Ltoeig A ine ponnee Srige fell prostrate sits the floor of his wigwam he His whole frome seenied yaa me internal convulsions 7 cca his b ead eal oeeng but the whites were to be seen. ; ¢ doubled himself upjike a ball, and then straigt tening out again, oe eet eae tbe floor, imitating th movements of a - wild: cry of alarm Melons, darted toward him and knelt fran- is side. speak to me!” shrieked the Indian maiden, in a8 she again ndeavored to seize bs es F chief.” With a ery of savage rage, he tore his daughter from Waucanta’s side, and forced her from the tent, causing Clover Lo accompany her, and then kneeling by the prostrate chief, be grasped him firmly in his ¥ arms, But the mcyement seemed to inspire the sufferer with Breve ens ergy, for he struggled and fought more desperately than before. _ ‘* He must have the potion now,” whispered the medicine man to himself, ‘‘ alchough it is twelve hours too soon. I have never witnessed & him so terribly agitated before.” : ys And kneeling upon the breast of the prostrate chief, he withdrew a the crystal flask obtained from the wizard of the golden cavern ‘from his bosom, Ce Then pushing back Waucanta’s head, he approached it to his lips. But with a desperate eflort the chief tore himself free from the re- straining hand, and ieaped to his feet. Then there came a hissing, sputtering sound from the viai, a whit cloud seemed foaming within the glass, and with a sharp report it shattered into a thousand fragments in the hands of Mantego. be With a cry of.baffied rage the medicine mat leaped to his feet in turn and groaned aloud, and at the same instant Waucanta spran; hastily through the opening of the tent. - ah It was the very moment of the Silver Serpent’s death. The last hope of Mantego had perished forever. CHAPTER XXX. SETH’S PERIL, company with Clover. ‘‘ Thanks to the Great spi, he ‘a: sal last.” ’ x ‘ As she uttered the words aoe felt'a py ou her abe and | whispered Clover. : The Indian girl took her hand and pressed it tenderly. we ‘I meant just what I said,” she replied. uy will tell, yor a there must be no secrets between us in fature, I have cared more of my father’s secrets than he thinks I know, and I will con ‘in you and tell you all. My father is the great medicine but there is a greater medicine than him, Before he reached diet rank he ad an elder brother who held his position; 1 father and secluded himself in a cavern in yonder hills, still remains, while my father practices here in his 8! ead. three years ago, one night while my father considered me ale elder brother paid him a midnight visit, and during the-in er heard the story of your father’s death, and what, subsequently. red. After your father was killed, your mother fell insensibl earth, covering you with her shawl, ‘and thus it Spiga tes hills by Wakeseies the Saitek ve our tribe, Hg wae own son. Through a os of the ee ane | black, when ‘he was ts cipoxente to the tribe as the ai r ‘sauka, wtioge/tank he arenas at ‘the Un chiet’s

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THE WHITE BOY CHIEF. this!” murmured Clover, clasping her hands at the joyful intelligence. A oe “ That cannot be,” said Menela, stamping her foot decisively. myst. She must never know this, Clover; I have told you this in confidence, and it must remain a secret between us. Your brother does not even suspect it himself. Even my father does not know that Iam aware ‘of it, and it would cost me my life if it were to become known, May IT not trust in you?” Clover uttered a sad sigh. « T suppose it must be so,” she said, at length; ‘‘ am I not a pris- oner and altogether at your mercy?” 4 You shall lose nothing by'keeping my confidence,” replied Menela, _ pressing Clover’s hand warmly; ‘* trust me that I am your friend, and FAL I can restore you to your friends I shall most gladly do so. ha “But come, let us return to your mother.” And retaining hold of Clover’s hand, she led her to her/father’s wigwam. Let us again return to Seth, whom we left secreted in the hollow {the tree upon which the Indian scouts were sitting. There were six of them, ag has been already stated, and they had ~hosen the spot to eat their lunch. They were chatting cheerfally to- gether and munchiig the parched corn and dried venison, when sud- denly the rotten log cracked ominously, and before they could rise, g ‘ave way beneath their weight, precipitating the whole party without ios earning directly upon the back of Seth and his dog. Death and Danger uttered a fierce growl, and shaking himself loose, ae stened his faugs securely in the leg of the nearest savage. 3! The redskin uttered a howl of pain, and vainly strove to tear him- f from the tenacious grip, while Seth, upon whom the other five had llen in a heap, disengaged himself as hastily as possible and leapea , completely covered with the debris of the rotten timber. us Cuss yer infernal meddlin’ hides,” roared he, as he darted a tell- g blow at the face of one of the savages which sent him to grass wi he Ee blood pourivg in torrents from bis nose as he was endeavor- ut the other four were on their feet by this time, and came pour- ‘on him in a body with uplifted tomahawks and gleaming knives. emaetaly for Seth, his site was ek in the Secamre trunk ee were upon him, but, drawing his sities hg resolved to sell his 1 li 2 a8 dearly as possible. ; 1 ae down the back of his neck, where another batohet had wounded im near the shoulder blade. p 3 fully realized his dangerous position as he wheeled round and rou as eutung savagely to the right and left with his es dealing dian upon whom he had leaped and strangling the life out of i M td Death had been toing excellent service. After throttling their sabers, and in less than two minutes the fight was ended, and every Indian a prisoner. ; It took but a few moments for Seth to explain matters, when the officer in charge placed a spare horse at Seth’s disposal, and the whole party were riding rapidly away toward the Indian encampment. CHAPTER XXXI. CONCLUSION. WueEn Wancanta dorted from his wigwam he was nearly crazed from the effects of Menela’s announcement, besides which thespellcast upon him by the Indian wizard having ceased to work, a reaction had taken place that left him almost as weak as a child. Pes, | As he reached the open air he pressed his hands wearily over his throbbing temples, and sank to the earth in a state of partial insen- qn sibility. ‘| In this condition Mantego found him when he emerged fraud the || wigwam, and, making a few passes over the prostrate youth, he ren- __ dered him thoroughly insensible. eae ‘Then taking him in his arms, he removed him to his couch and left him in a calm slumber. uw Mantego was fully aware, from what had taken place, that the Sile 9 ver Serpent had ceased to be; that the spell was broken, and ‘that a when Waucanta awakened he would have a perfect recollection of the past. He felt that something must be done quickly to obviate the threat+ ened danger, for if Waucanta awakened and created a scene, his 3g power a8 medicine man of the tribe was ended forever. He would — have killed the sleeper where he lay had he dared to do so, but this : would have been dangerous under the circumstances; accordingly he — determined to call a council of the sachems of the tribe to propose the iB sacrifice of the white captives as a propitiation to the Great Spirit for A the loss of their late chief. y Tbe council was called at once, and after a deliberation of nearly an hour two stakes were prepared, and Clover and her pacice wer led forward to suffer death by fire. 2 The two women were securely bound, and the wood piled up ivontas oH them, notwithstanding their outcries and urgent appeals for mercy. But their merciless persecutors paid no heed to their supplications a as they completed their bloodthirsty preparations. ' Already the executioner had stepped forward to apply the torch, when suddenly a volley of musketry was heard at the verge of the. 4 camp, and the next instant the Indian pickets were driven in asthe United States troops appeared, and a sharp skirmish ensaed, But it was of extremely short duration, for it took barely ten min- utes to overpower apd capture every Indian in the camp. - Quite a number of the tribe were on the warpath, and the few braves” and ‘old men left made but a feeble resistance to the attacking party, — x : who carried everything by storm. i Mrs. Halliday and Clover were released from the stake, and although i they had suffered terribly during the trying ordeal, they were over- : joyed at meeting Seth, whom they had mourned as dead. [ven Death 4 and Danger came in for his share of caresses, and from his capers he seemed the happiest personage of the party, ao But 2 few words wil! serve to complete our story. a The whole party returned to fort Laramie in company with the ‘a troops, where Mantego was tried and punished for his crimes. . Tt took months before Waucanta was completely restored to reason, — puta cure was finally effected, and his sister and mother are residiogy th him at present in St. Louis. : | ae is sivtéiy recovering his proper hue, and although his hair i | still a deep black, no one who sees him would ever suspect ‘that e had formerly presented the perfect personification of a red man of plains. Mra. Halliday, although still an invalid and weak in intellect, is a very happy mother, and if the latest reports be true, Seth an nephew will go West im the spring to make preparations for work ing the lead mine, while a company. is organizing in St. Louis for similar purpose in connection with the cave of gold, bie : Both Seth and our hero are the einem lions in St. | ee ements ‘reported Saeaeed belle, will Nabe: teats a fei ee: ae Aye Fo *)

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ORK AND WI An Interesting Weekly for Young America, 32 PAGES. COLORED COVERS. PRIOR 6 CHNTS, ISSURD EVERY FRIDAY, — Every number will contain a well written story, detailing the interesting, startling and — py humorous adventures of FRED FEARNOT, a bright, honest, independent sort of chap, who Be has made up his mind to make his own way through life, and in doing so see everything to be ss seen, do all the good that can be done, and have all the fun possible. Nothing will be allowed in these stories that can give offense to the most refined minds, and we feel assured that theold — as well as young will find both pleasure and profit in following the harmless adventures ofthis _ bright young man who always tries to do right, at the same time using every effort to keep on top. ed a READ ONE AND YOU WILL READ THEM ALL. 1 Fred Fearnot; or, School Days at Avon. | am 2 Fred Fearnot, Detective: or, Balking a Desperate Game. as $8 Fred Fearnot’s Daring Rescue; or, A Hero in Spite of Himself. _. 4 Fred Fearnot’s Narrow Escape; or, The Plot that Failed. § Pred Fearnot at Avon Again; or, His Second Term at School. 6 Fred Fearnot’s Pluck; or, His Race to Save a Life. 7 Fred Fearnot as an Actor; or, Fame Before the Footlights. 8 Fred Fearnot at Sea; or, A Chase Across the Ocean. | 9 Fred Fearnot Out West; or, Adventures With the Cowboys. —_ 10 Fred Fearnot’s Great Peril; or, Running Down the Counterfeiters. il aaa Fearnot’s Double Victory; or, Killing Two Birds With One one. or 2 Fred Fearnot’s Game Finish; or, His Bicycle Race to Save a Million. 3 Fred Fearnot’s Great Run; or, An Engineer for a Week. Me 4 Fred Fearnot’s Twenty Rounds; or, His Fight to Save His Honor. — 5 Fred Fearnot’s Engine Company: or, Brave Workasa Fireman. — 16 Fred Fearnot’s Good Work; or, Helping a Friend in Need. Sis 17 Fred Fearnot at College; or, Work and Fun at Yale. 18 Fred Fearnot’s Luck; or, Fighting an Unseen Foe. A 9 Fred Fearnot’s Defeat; or, A Fight Against Great Odds. ae 20 Fred Fearnot’s Own Show; or, On the Road with a Combination. _ 1 Fred Fearnot in Chicago: or, The Abduction of Evelyn. _. 22 Fred Fearnot’s Grit; or, Running Down a Desperate Thief. , - For sale by all newsdealers or will be sent to any address on receipt of pr “ 6 cents. Address TOUS Oo i vale an EY, Publisher, ot 4 » * if VV A

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