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184 JOSE. rest, and one word from him would set Tehohpee right,” “T know of whom my brother speaks,” replied the Indian, lowering his eyes. “He is a captive in the hands of the Apaches. Makotopah, the alien chief, who lives among them, was shot ere yet the strife commenced, and the pale-face was selected to be sacrificed should the black wing of death lower itself over the Apache.” Baumann changed color while Bill’s eyes were fixed in shapeless terror on the Indian’s lips. Bob, as though he were partly imbued with the feelings - of his companions, only uttered a short “ Have cour- age!” in German. “You hear my words; the great spirit reads your heart, Tehohpee,” he at last continued; “do you know where the Apache has his wigwam. and will you point out the trail that leads to it, on condition that the other chief of the caravan will testify to your merciful intervention, in order that the Co- manche may anticipate with heart assured the presents of his Great Father in Washington?” At Bob’s last words a faint commotion could be observed among the Indians standing round, who had hitherto observed a hushed silence, while Black- Bird looked slowly up with an expression of doubt, and said: 7 “Where is the chief of whom you speak?” “He stands before you,” replied the old hunter, taking a step back until he was at Baumann’s side. “You yourself saw me carry him from the field.” Baumann realized the importance of the move- ment, and with a bold face met the Indian’s look. The latter seemed bent on penetrating his innermost GOMIGhHoOoksS.co m