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"Yes, sir," I said; "thus will the Long House strike the Oneidas--when they strike"

"I have sent belts--as you suggested," observed Willett carelessly

I was delighted, but , easy manner: "I can account for Sir John, and I can hold hih the cowardice or treachery of Vermont; but I can hold him, too, if he ever dares to leave the lakes For Sir Henry Clinton I do not care a da, hearing nothing, and no s still kicks at Connecticut, t'other paddles aimlessly in the Atlantic Ocean But he's done for, Carus Let his own blood cleanse hiaunt Colonel replaced his pipe between his teeth and gazed meditatively into the north: "But where's Walter Butler?" he ara, sir?" I asked

Willett folded his map and shoved it into his breast-pocket "That," he said, "is what I want you to find out forme, his kindly face very serious: "I have relieved you of your command, Carus, and have attached you to my personal staff There are officers a-plenty to take your Rangers where I send them; but I know of only one man in Tryon County who can do what is to be done at Thendara Send on your belt to Sache House Carus, you are a spy once more"

I had not expected it, now that the Oneidas had been warned Chilled, sickened at the thought of playing my loathsome rôle oncehis keen eyes uponrush of repulsion surging up within me My every nerve, every fiber quivered for freedom to strike that blow denied ht to face ht to strike? Had I not waited--God! had I not waited?

Appalled, almost une wet my lashes They dried, unshed

"Is there no chance for me?" I asked--"no chance for one honest blow?"

His kind eyes alone answered; and, like a school-boy, I sat there rubbing my face, teeth clenched, to choke back the rebellious cry swelling my hot throat

"Give o"