The Lost Trail
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wn in childhood as one possessing a vindictive spirit that could never forgive an injury-as a person who would not hesitate at any means to obtain revenge. It so happened that he became desperately enamored of the beautiful Cora Brandon, but becoming aware, at length, that she was the betrothed of Harvey Braisted, the young missionary in embryo, the disappointed lover left the country, and was never heard of by the missionary until he made himself known in the singular manner that we have related at the
otion, set out for his cabin. It was his wish to give the hunter a Christian burial; but, for the present, it was impossible. These dying words rung in his ears: "The Indians took her from me, and went up north wi
but which had been visited by him without success. The prize was too great to be intrusted in the hands of another, an
de, and asked for his company upon the eventful journey. The savage cheerfully complied, and the two set out at once. It was a good distance to the northward, and when night came down upo
uninteresting to the reader. Suffice it to say that, just as the fourth day was closing in, they struck a small
ef or leading man, and shortly stood in his presence. He found him a short, thick-set half-breed, whose age must have been well-nigh three-score years, and who, to his astonish
rom him by members of this tribe, who had retained her ever since. The chief waited sometime before replying; he seemed debating with h
hat minute scrutiny of the most trifling objects peculiar to us at such times, he caught the sound of returnin
e missionary and his reclaimed jewel, sitting side by side, her head reclining upon his shoulder and his hand dallying with her hair, were holding delightful communion. She looked pale
on from the Indian arrested attention. All l
tic ocean in, wid Ireland on its bosom as a jewel. The chances are small of yees iver gitting another glimpse of heaven-that is, of Miss Cora's face. The darlint; if she's gone to heaven, then
d at each other significant
to his feet, and carefully making h
nds; but, he had learned from a trader who had recently visited the Red River country, that there was a whit
p from their sockets. His mouth opened wide, and he seemed, for the moment, confounded. Then he recovered his presence of min
the missionary said, after having
ess Cora? I sometimes thinks me own ghost is out on the s'arch without me body, an' I shouldn't be surprised to maat it some day. But I'm m
Indian as company, and
ment at seeing his master so far away from home. He did not look up until they
fore!" exclaimed Teddy, retreating a step or two in genuine terror. "Saint Patherick, Saint Pether,
Teddy, restored to my husband in
t, but yer own swate self. Oh, I feel like a blast of powder ready to go off!" And again he danced a singular commixture of the jig and cotillion, much to the Indian's
guised, who was thus plotting his crime, the Irishman's astonishment can hardly be described. He was irritated, also, at his own stupidity. "That Teddy McFadden iver should have been so d
ways, and she once feared they would never allow her to leave them and go to her own humble home. Finally, however, they reached the Clearing, and, as they walked side by side across it, opened th
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