The Story of Louis Riel: the Rebel Chief by J. E. (Joseph Edmund) Collins
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ear to the ground; the soft thud of a horse's hoof vibrated
under his ear, and he was satisfied. "But there is only one horseman. What can it mean?" He could not bear the suspense, and flinging himself upon his horse, he galloped out to meet the advancing stranger. It was soon told. The inmates had escaped, evidently long before the party got to the dwelling. The embers were very low on the hearth. Every article of value had been removed, and there were the prints of many hoofs near the cottage. "Scott has foiled me!" and the outwitted tyrant-libertine swore the most terrible oaths, that he would be revenged. "Off," he said to his confidant. "You must scour Red River over to find these fugitives. Wherever you see the girl, seize her, and bring her hither. The people must all know that she is a spy, and leagued with our most deadly enemies to thwart our cause. As for the father, catch him too, though I should not fret, if, in the capture, a stray bullet or two went singing through his head. Above all, Scott must be captured," and this was to himself, "let me lay hands upon him!" The horseman was riding off. "Stop! This old Jean has relatives in the territory; and with one of these he may be taking refuge." |
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