When all was quiet in the hotel, he commenced operations, for he had made up his mind to leave, which with the red man is paramount to an accomplishment of his design.

He found no great difficulty in removing the window of his lofty apartment, out of which he clambered, and with the agility of a squirrel and the caution of a cat, he sprang for the conductor and on it he slid to the ground.

He was now free to go where he pleased; but he had heard something about the cloak of Gen.

Brock; he knew too, that the friends of the General had offered fifty guineas for it, and now he would just convey it to them.
With the sagacity of his race, he surveyed the hotel, and determined the exact location of the show-room.

Stealthily and noiselessly, he entered it; found the cloak--took it and departed, chuckling at his good fortune.
As he was creeping out of the apartment with his booty, a thought struck him, which not only arrested his footsteps, but nearly paralized his whole being.