José — page 208: what you’re looking at

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JOSE. 201 he suddenly beheld the forms of three men, two in the usual dress of the Apaches, but the third clad in a costume that was only too familiar, since it was cut off the same piece of cloth, and together with his own made up for the common purpose of serving as prairie garbs. He endeavored to concentrate his. entire force of will into his sight, yet although the uncertain light rendered an accurate discrimination of faces almost impossible, he felt satisfied that this was none other than Green. At the first impulse of his joy at seeing him alive he could have exulted aloud—he could have called out to him that friends were at hand to succor him even though impossi- bilities should have to be overcome. For the space of a second he bowed his head and pressed his hand upon his heart to allay his excitement. forcibly restraining himself, he then watched every motion of the three men with intense anxiety. The prison- er’s hands were tied at his back and were at that ° instant being released by one of the Indians. The latter'then fiercely brandished his tomahawk above the other’s head and pushed him toward the fire. Baumann involuntarily seized his rifle, but he with- drew his hand when he observed the two Indians, with the prisoner between them, seating themselves near the fire, and a squaw lifting a steaming vessel from off the hissing embers. The sun had long since cast its farewell beams on the highest summit and the deep shadows in the valley were only relieved by the glow of the dying fires. The Indians had dispersed to their respective lodges, and a pack of large hounds, alone, were still loitering about the smoldering embers, devouring the remnants of the repast that lay strewed upon the ground. Baumann had watched his friend and » comicbooks