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Betty Zane

CHAPTER V
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The banks of the stream were lined with rows of canoes; here and there a bridge made of a single tree spanned the stream.

From the camp fires long, thin columns of blue smoke curled lazily upward; giant maple trees, in them garb of purple and gold, rose high above the wigwams, adding a further beauty to this peaceful scene.
As Isaac was led down a lane between two long lines of tepees the watching Indians did not make the demonstration that usually marked the capture of a paleface.

Some of the old squaws looked up from their work round the campfires and steaming kettles and grinned as the prisoner passed.

The braves who were sitting upon their blankets and smoking their long pipes, or lounging before the warm blazes maintained a stolid indifference; the dusky maidens smiled shyly, and the little Indian boys, with whom Isaac had always been a great favorite, manifested their joy by yelling and running after him.

One youngster grasped Isaac round the leg and held on until he was pulled away.
In the center of the village were several lodges connected with one another and larger and more imposing than the surrounding tepees.
These were the wigwams of the chief, and thither Isaac was conducted.


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