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The Indian turned his pony, and was about retracing his steps, when

Julie rode up to him, and in her exquisitely timid little way, said

in a soft voice, "Faites mes amities a monsieur, votre chef" The Indian replied,

"Oui, oui," and urged his pony to the height of its speed When Julie

joined her leae to her chief?" Annette said, looking at the

bright, brown beauty "She need not have blushed at giving her

ht that she was an Indian lad"

"Oh, I forgot," Julie ainst the flanks of her pony

The savage was, evidently, not enamoured of the lonesome journey

back to his chief, for rumour had peopled every square mile of all

the plains arriors, and with hidden assassins And spread

across that arc of the sky where the sun had just gone doere

troops of clouds, of crimson, and bronze and pink; and in their

curious shapes the solitary rider saw ated to join in the war He knew that these

were the spirits of chiefs who had ruled the plains long before the

stranger with the pale face caht; and when their brothers began to lose

heart in the fray, they would descend froive to

each warrior the heart of the lion, and the aruar