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The Daughter of the Chieftain : the Story of an Indian Girl by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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uneasiness. They seemed nearer to the scene of the conflict than
they had supposed, and--since the people had been continually
swimming the river, and taking flight in the woods for the same
point that was the destination of the Ripleys--it was quite
certain that some of the pursuers were not far off.

"We must make as little noise as we can," said Ben, when the party
were about to start forward again: "for there can be no telling
how close we are to Indians that are looking for us.'

"I think it better for you to walk a little way in front," suggested
the mother, "so as to warn us in time."

"The plan is a good one. I will keep in sight of you, and the minute
I see anything amiss, will make a sign, so you can stop at once."

This course was adopted. Ben carried one of the blankets flung
over his left arm as if it were an extra garment, and steadied the
heavy rifle on his shoulder with the other. As you remember, he
was tall for his years, strong, and with rugged health.

Had the weather been cooler he could have Kept up this method of
traveling for hours without fatigue; but the heat made it trying.
True, at that season of the year the foliage was dense on the trees
and shut out the sun's rays, except in the open spaces and natural
clearings which they now and then crossed; but the vegetation also
stopped whatever breeze was stirring, and obliged the members of
the party to halt many times to rest and cool themselves.

Mrs. Ripley had but few extra things to carry, and showed less
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