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"Why, if ye rowled the bony et done wi' it, the sooner the better As to Indians I wait till I see 'easped Hu out a knife he made a fierce thrust at the speaker; but the others closed with hi I rose to co to lift his head, sahere I stood, the ht on my bloody face, and uttered a hoarse scream

"Death!" cries he, "'Tis on us mates--look, look yonder! Death and wounds--yonder he comes for all of us--O mates look! Yon's death--for all on us!"

But in thisonesparks and sht with a merciless fury and desperation beyond words A pistol flashed and roared and then another as I leapt hirling axe and darting knife I remember a wild hurly-burly of randoroans, a whirl of vicious arms, of hands that clutched; once I reeled to hard-driven sword-thrust, a knife flashed and stabbed beneath ot home with my knife and once a man sobbed and went down beneathand I after the and twice I fell; thus they reached their boat with soles to launch it as I staggered after them; but ere I could reach them they had it afloat and tued into the sea, wading after the a blow at one of the fro over ain they ell away and plying their oars lustily, whiles I, roaring and shouting, stood to watch them until the boat was lost in the distance Now as I stood thus, raging bitterly at htabout, hasted back to deal with the fourth Reaching the scene of the struggle, I came on the ht and his face well-nigh shorn asunder Seeing hi my hatchet, blade and haft, with the cleanly sand