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The Prairie

CHAPTER XXI
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In this manner the chase was continued for many minutes, the horsemen gradually gaining on their pursuers, who maintained the race, however, with an incredible power of foot.
As the little speck of blue rose against the heavens, like an island issuing from the deep, the savages occasionally raised a yell of triumph.

But the mists of evening were already gathering along the whole of the eastern margin of the prairie, and before the band had made half of the necessary distance, the dim outline of the rock had melted into the haze of the back ground.

Indifferent to this circumstance, which rather favoured than disconcerted his plans, Mahtoree, who had again ridden in front, held on his course with the accuracy of a hound of the truest scent, merely slackening his speed a little, as the horses of his party were by this time thoroughly blown.

It was at this stage of the enterprise, that the old man rode up to the side of Middleton, and addressed him as follows in English-- "Here is likely to be a thieving business, and one in which I must say I have but little wish to be a partner." "What would you do?
It would be fatal to trust ourselves in the hands of the miscreants in our rear." "Tut, for miscreants, be they red or be they white.

Look ahead, lad, as if ye were talking of our medicines, or perhaps praising the Teton beasts.


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