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"Sns," I said "I an, and a sachens of the Iroquois puzzle you It would not have been very wise to open fire on our own scouts"

It seee tothe two most accomplished foresters in America Yet it is ever the old story; all else they could read that sky and earth, land and water, tree and rock held imprinted for savant eyes, but they could not read the sins and symbols by which the painted men of the woods conversed with one another Pride, contee--these teaknesses stood in their way And no doubt, now, they consoled theht that a dead Iroquois, friendly or otherwise, was no very great calaer, but I did not choose to er of the advanced guard ca back to say that some two score Iroquois, stripped and painted for ere e of the forest in front of us

I heard Mount grunt and Murphy swearing softly under his breath as I rode forward, with a nod to Elsin

"Now you will see so the front ofit open to the wind

"Carus!" she exclaimed, "what is that blue"Now you shall see hoe Oneidas reet afterthere with his gun laid on his blanket? The three rangers have taken to cover There they stand, watching that Oneida like three tree-cats"

As I cantered up and drew bridle Elerson called out that there were twenty savages in the thicket ahead, and to be certain that I was not mistaken

The tall Oneida looked cal eyes fell upon hted, and he stretched out both hands

"Onehda!" he ejaculated

I leaned fro his powerful hands in a close clasp

"Little Otter! Is it you, ain, while his brilliant eyes seehtened spasmodically

"What happiness, Onehda!" he said, in his softly sonorous Oneida dialect "What happiness for the young men--and the sachems--and the women and children, too, Onehda It is well that you return to us--to the few of us who are left Koue!"