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JOSE. 189 “Give heed, now, Tehohpee, to the indorsement of the white chief,” Bob interrupted, in a loud, im- pressive tone. The Indian straightened up and slowly ap- proached. Baumann began to read in a measured tone, and with all possible emphasis. The savage narrowly scanned the young man’s features, as though intent on catching each syllable as it dropped from the reader’s lips, anon changing his scrutinizing look to the faces of the others, who with sober mien and a faint nod of the head, ap- peared to attest each sentence enunciated. “And you promise that all you have said is con- tained in your signs and nothing else?” the savage shrewdly asked, when Baumann finished. “I do, indeed, and Tehohpee would do well to bury suspicion!” the latter replied, squarely meet- ing the Indian’s glance. “T can trust my brethren, and Tehohpee him- self will guide them until they are fairly upon the trail of the Apaches,” was the reply with which the speaker took the note, carefully placing it in a small leather bag which he wore under his blouse, suspended by a thong. “Tehohpee is ready to guide you,” he then said, turning to the entrance and throwing back the skins that formed the door of the lodge. Bob had lightly swung the bags containing their provisions over his shoulder, and with a brief, “Rorward in Heaven’s name!” stepped into the open air, followed by the others. The open space in front-of the lodge was now completely deserted. Not a sound was audible in the lodges scattered promiscuously about. An occasional whinny from the grazing horses was the only sound that dis- Eomichooks (E(e)