The Lost Trail by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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page 52 of 275 (18%)
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"The Miamis shall pay Deerfoot for his canoe."
"How will you make them do that?" asked Jack, who noticed the peculiar sparkle which the friends of the warrior always observed when his feelings were stirred. "I doesn't not believes dot you and dem cannot agrees mit de price," said Otto; "derefore you sends for me and I tells you what de price ain't, and if dey don't agrees, den I knocks 'em ober de head--don't it?" "Deerfoot will not need his brother," said the Indian, gravely; "but he asks his brothers to wait till he comes back" "We'll do that," said Jack; "that is, as long as there is a prospect of your return. When shall we expect you?" "Deerfoot will be with his brothers before the sun reaches yonder." He pointed to the place in the sky which the orb would touch about the middle of the afternoon. Then, warning the two to be very careful, and to keep continual watch against detection, he moved away, vanishing from sight in the woods behind them, instead of keeping close to the shore. He wept to the southward until he once more reached the spot which contained the remains of his canoe. He spent another minute in grimly surveying the ruins, and then, glancing down at the footprints, followed their direction. He had determined to call the scamps to account for the injury done him. |
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