{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0080\u00a2v", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "t\\np\\ni", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 t\\nCHAPTER I\\nTHE SIOUX OUTBREAK\\nIt came about that in the summer of 1862, when\\nmany friends of the Union almost despaired of the suc\u00c2\u00ac\\ncess of our arms, and the most important battles in the\\nfield had gone against us, that a vicious outbreak oc\u00c2\u00ac\\ncurred among the Sioux Indians of Minnesota. These\\npeople, known also as the Dakotas, are the most power\u00c2\u00ac\\nful tribe on the continent, and for a time they spread\\ndeath and destruction, and caused a reign of terror\\nover a large portion of one of the fairest States of the\\nUnion.\\nThe outbreak occurred in the month of August, and\\nwas so sudden that, as is generally the case, hundreds\\nof settlers were caught wholly unprepared. Recruit\u00c2\u00ac\\ning for the Union armies was going on at the time, and\\nafter awhile, when other troops had been sent into the\\nState, the revolt was quelled and summary punishment\\nvisited upon the most guilty\\nNear the central part of Minnesota is a romantic\\nsheet of water about three miles in length, known as\\n1", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nMan-yo-han or Sleeping Water. On one shore stood\\nthe dwelling of grim old Captain Swarthausen, a vet\u00c2\u00ac\\neran, who was at home just recovered from a wound\\nreceived on the Peninsula. He had no family of his\\nown, his housekeeper being Mrs. Muggins, whose hus\u00c2\u00ac\\nband looked after outside matters. The captain\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nnephew, George Havens, was fighting the battles of his\\ncountry with the Army of the Cumberland.\\nOn the opposite side of the lake was the home of\\nJohn Fielding, a young Quaker, and his negro servant\\nPompey. The two were actively preparing the house\\nfor the parents of Fielding, who intended to remove\\nthither from Philadelphia in the coming autumn.\\nClose at hand, was the residence of the Prescotts, in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncluding the head of the family, Hugh, who was a\\nwealthy consumptive, his wife, two daughters, Lillian\\nand Edith, and two negro servants, Cato and Elijah, or\\nLige,\u00e2\u0080\u009d as he was always called. Dinah, the cook,\\nwas the mother of Cato, who naturally was her pet and\\npride.\\nIt so happened that on this memorable day in Au\u00c2\u00ac\\ngust, the Prescott household was increased by still an\u00c2\u00ac\\nother in the person of Augustus Pipkins, a Chicago\\ninsurance clerk, and cousin of the young ladies, whose\\nmost puzzling problem, after his visit had lasted several\\ndays, was to determine which of the fair sisters he ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nmired the most.\\nThe Sioux outbreak reached Sleeping Water in a\\nmost peculiar manner. The younger members of the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3\\nPrescott household had gone for a sail on the lake, and\\nthe three lusty negro servants were lazily fishing on the\\nbanks of the lake, when a dozen Indians, in their war\\npaint and fully armed, came from the wood as silently\\nas so many shadows and made all three prisoners.\\nIt need not be said that there was consternation, for\\nno one expected mercy, but the incident was accom\u00c2\u00ac\\npanied by another whose full significance was not un\u00c2\u00ac\\nderstood until sometime afterward. One of the Sioux,\\nknown as Jarrik, an under chief, greeted the negro\\nLige with a grin, and, taking him to one side, talked\\nwith him in broken English. In truth, the two were\\nold acquaintances, and the African, surly and reserved\\nby nature, had furnished the chief more than once with\\nwhiskey.\\nWhile Cato and Pompey were bewailing their fate,\\nLige suddenly made a break for liberty, heading\\nstraight for the Prescott house, where young Fielding\\nhad gone. Several shots were fired at the fugitive,\\nbut they must have been poorly aimed, for he was un\u00c2\u00ac\\ntouched, and being admitted by Mr. Prescott, told his\\nstartling story, whose full meaning was instantly un\u00c2\u00ac\\nderstood by all.\\nMeanwhile Captain Swarthausen had exchanged\\nshots a short time before with the same party of ma\u00c2\u00ac\\nrauders, so that he knew what was in the air.\\nThe house in which Mr. Prescott and his family had\\ndwelt during the last two years, was partly an exotic\\nand partly a native of Minnesota.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "4\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nIn the first place he had had a neat little one-story\\ncottage made in St. Louis. When this was put up in\\nproper shape, he had it taken down and set up again on\\nthe shore of Sleeping Water Lake, it going through an\\nexperience very similar to the habitation of Captain\\nSwarthausen.\\nIt had stood here but a short time when he discov\u00c2\u00ac\\nered that it was altogether inadequate to his wants. So\\nhe brought carpenters and masons from the nearest set\u00c2\u00ac\\ntlement, and erected an addition so large and roomy\\nthat it was really the main building, being two stories\\nin height, cut up into convenient apartments, and con\u00c2\u00ac\\nstructed in the best style possible.\\nThat portion of this Louse which migrated from St.\\nLouis, of course was simply frame,pwhich barely pro\u00c2\u00ac\\ntected them from freezing during the first fearful win\u00c2\u00ac\\nter that they spent in their new home. To prevent the\\nrecurrence of their suffering, every part of the building\\nwas filled in with stone, and the red pipestone clay,\\nwhich is so plentiful in this State.\\nAt the same time Mr. Prescott did not forget that his\\nfamily incurred some danger in this solitude. Not that\\nhe ever dreamed of passing through anything like the\\nMinnesota Massacre, for, had he believed such a catas\u00c2\u00ac\\ntrophe possible, he would have been the last man to re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmove his defenceless ones to their new home; but he\\nknew that there were wild animals, which, when driven\\nby hunger, were daring and ferocious; and evil men\\nsometimes tramped through the border counties, ^.nd\\nwere not the most pleasant companions to encounter.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\np?-\\nWith these facts staring him in the face, his house\\nwas built. All the lower windows were protected by\\nmassive wooden shutters, and the doors were bullet\u00c2\u00ac\\nproof, and secured by such a series of bolts and locks\\nthat it was far easier for a man to cut and hack his way\\nin than to burst them from their fastenings, or to suc\u00c2\u00ac\\nceed in picking the locks and bolts.\\nOf course this building, although the strongest one\\nthat stood along the lake, was not a fort, and could not\\nbe made to answer for one. It was vulnerable from al\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost any direction, and the dry, seasoned pine which\\nentered largely into its composition made it as com\u00c2\u00ac\\nbustible as touch wood. The flames could be easily\\nstarted, and when once under way would rage with re\u00c2\u00ac\\nsistless fury.\\nThen there were no means to stand a siege, even if\\nthe element of fire should*not be employed by the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians. There was a small quantity of food in the house,\\nand not enough water to last more than a few days.\\nThe Sioux really could not have chosen a more fa\u00c2\u00ac\\nvorable time to attack the settlers. Captain Swarthau-\\nsen was shut up in his own building, not only unable to\\nget out and render any assistance, but sorely needing it\\nhimself. Pipkins and his two cousins were on the other\\nside of the lake, while the two negroes were already\\nprisoners in the hands of their enemies.\\nThe forces were scattered and divided, and a half\\ndozen Sioux, with a little circumspection, could fall\\nupon them in detail and destroy them all.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nCaptain Swarthausen and Mr. Prescott could be\\neasily burned out, Pipkins and the girls were defence\u00c2\u00ac\\nless, and could not hope long to escape discovery, so\\nthat so far as human foresight was concerned, there\\ncould be but one result to this expedition of the red\u00c2\u00ac\\nskins.\\nThe barn belonging to the Prescott house was situ\u00c2\u00ac\\nated within a stone\u00e2\u0080\u0099s throw, directly back of it. Noth\u00c2\u00ac\\ning could prevent the Indians from entering and firing\\nthis, and should the wind blow toward the lake, the\\nhouse would be certain to follow its fate.\\nIndeed the sagacious Quaker had detected unmis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntakable signs of the Sioux having already ensconced\\nthemselves there; but, as there was not a breath of air J\\nstirring\u00e2\u0080\u0094the zephyr which had wafted the boat across j\\nthe lake having entirely died away\u00e2\u0080\u0094there was little\\nfear of a conflagration breaking out at present.\\nThe long summer afternoon was wearing away, and\\nnight\u00e2\u0080\u0094dreaded night\u00e2\u0080\u0094the time when the treacherous\\nred man steals to his work, was close at hand.\\nThe sky was clear, but the moon was in its last quar\u00c2\u00ac\\nter, and afforded so faint a light, that there was good\\ncause for our beleaguered friends to fear the worst. No\\none dared hope that their enemies would remain idle\\nduring the favorable darkness so close at hand.\\nIt was not strange that two men should come into\\nthe thoughts of the whites\u00e2\u0080\u0094two men whom, of all oth\u00c2\u00ac\\ners, they longed to see.\\nThese were Red Plume, a friendly Sioux, and Jubal", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n7\\nJudkins, or Old Jud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d as he was more generally\\nknown. These strange characters were companions\\nwho had often visited the Lake settlements, and had al\u00c2\u00ac\\nways received such hospitable treatment, that they\\nformed a strong attachment for the settlers, and both\\nLillian and Edith had been the recipients of many curi\u00c2\u00ac\\nous mementoes and trophies of the chase from their\\ndusky friend, and his hardly less dusky comrade.\\nWas it not more than probable that these men knew\\nof the uprising of the Sioux? And if they did, would\\nthey not appear on the ground in time to befriend their\\nimperilled friends.\\nThese were the questions which suggested them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves, and to which Captain Swarthausen, Mr. Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott and Fielding could not fail to give favorable an\u00c2\u00ac\\nswers.\\nAs yet none of them had any idea that Red Plume\\nwas already on the scene of action, and was just getting\\nto work. It was Greek against Greek/ and there was\\nto be no child\u00e2\u0080\u0099s play.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER II\\nTHE CANOE UNDER THE BANK\\nEverything within the Prescott house was speedily\\nput in the best condition for defence. Mrs. Prescott,\\nquiet, calm and self-possessed, never speaking above an\\nordinary conversational tone, moved hither and thither,\\ncarrying her great grief with her, and doing the hun\u00c2\u00ac\\ndred little things which are none the less necessary and\\ninspiring confidence by her freedom from the appear\u00c2\u00ac\\nance of anything like despair.\\nDinah had an immense kettle of water boiling on the\\nstove.\\nAll I wants is de chance,\u00e2\u0080\u0099\u00e2\u0080\u0099 said she, in explanation,\\nand if I doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t scald some of dem niggers\u00e2\u0080\u0094dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all.\\nEf dey don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t bring my baby back, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll bile \u00e2\u0080\u0099em all.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere were four rifles in the house, and an abun\u00c2\u00ac\\ndance of ammunition. Prescott and Fielding, as a mat\u00c2\u00ac\\nter of course, were each provided with one, although it\\nwas to be remarked that the young Friend thus far had\\nremained true to his faith and had not discharged his\\nweapon, although the opportunity of effectually doing\\nso had not been lacking.\\nLige was also given a gun, and he seemed eager for\\na chance to help punish the marauders.\\n8", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n9\\nAll I wants is de chance,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll pay\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099em for takin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 Pomp and Cato, and \u00e2\u0080\u0099suitin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t doubt it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Mr. Prescott; \u00e2\u0080\u009cdo your\\nduty, Lige, for you can see that our safety is yours, and\\nif you behave like a man I will not forget you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes, sah,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the hearty response.\\nWhen Mrs. Prescott came to the upper story, and\\ntook the position assigned her, the whole four sides of\\nthe house, or more properly the different directions\\nfrom which an assault of the Indians was possible, were\\nunder the surveillance of those within the building.\\nThere were really but the two points from which\\nthey looked for danger\u00e2\u0080\u0094the rear toward the barn, and\\nthe west, but, as apparently the most unlikely points\\nwere aptest to be the very ones selected by the redskins,\\nFielding counselled all to relax none of their vigilance\\nfor an instant.\\nIn the meantime, the young Friend had taken his\\nstation at an upper window, which commanded an un\u00c2\u00ac\\nobstructed view of the lake, and with a small but pow\u00c2\u00ac\\nerful field-glass, was anxiously searching for the sail\\nboat in which Pipkins and his cousins had set out upon\\ntheir pleasure excursion.\\nVerily there is danger on every hand,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he mut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered, as simultaneous with the spiteful crack of a rifle,\\nthe bullet cut a clean hole through the window pane,\\nand passed within an inch of his face. It behooves\\nme to be more careful.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMoving a short distance back, he succeeded in pro-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "IO\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntecting his face, while he retained the same view of the\\nlake as before.\\nHe first ran his eye rapidly over the water and shore\\nand along the island near its centre, but not a sign of\\nlife was visible. Everything was drowsy and seem\u00c2\u00ac\\ningly at rest on this hazy afternoon.\\nThe yellow pine of Captain Swarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s little cot\u00c2\u00ac\\ntage could be partly seen through the shrubbery, but\\nthat too was silent, and devoid of all appearance of life.\\nThe broad, silvery head of the Crescent River, where\\nit started on its wanderings for the Arctic Sea, was the\\nonly break in the wall of green vegetation which en\u00c2\u00ac\\ncompassed Sleeping Water.\\nFailing to see anything with the naked eye, Fielding\\nraised his glass and scrutinized the distant land with a\\ncloser gaze. He at first directed it toward Captain\\nSwarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cottage, and plainly discerned the form\\nof an Indian creeping under the bank, as if he were\\nseeking a new position. The Quaker watched him a\\nfew minutes until he disappeared in the undergrowth\\nwhich was so plentiful here, as everywhere else.\\nHe now directed his glass toward the river, and a\\nflush lit up his face as he distinctly saw a stealthy move\u00c2\u00ac\\nment under the bank.\\nAt first, even with the aid of the telescope, he was\\nunable to make out what it was; but as it slowly crept\\nalong under the partial shelter of the undergrowth, he\\nmade out that it was a small Indian Canoe in which a\\nsingle person was seated.\\nWhoever this individual was, it was plain that he in-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "THE RED. PLUME\\nII\\ntended to conceal his movements, and so skillfully did\\nhe manage it, that when Fielding removed his glass and\\nlooked at it with the naked eye, he could detect nothin\\nat all.\\nStill he crept along until one-fourth the circumfer\u00c2\u00ac\\nence of the lake had been passed, by which time the ca\u00c2\u00ac\\nnoe was less than a mile distant. Here the man halted,\\nas if fearful of coming any further.\\nAll this time Fielding was doing his utmost to detect\\nthe identity of the stranger, but as yet he had not suc\u00c2\u00ac\\nceeded, for only a slight portion of his body was re\u00c2\u00ac\\nvealed, and that only now and then, the boat seemingly\\nimpelled by a power of its own.\\nOnly the stern of the canoe could now be seen, and\\nfor a long time that was as stationary as the island in\\nthe centre of the lake. Then the Friend distinctly saw a\\nhunter\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cap raised over the gunwale of the canoe, and\\nslowly waved to and fro, as one would swing a bell.\\nThis was done only once or twice, and then all was\\nmotionless again; but it was enough. The eye of the\\nyoung man sparkled as he laid down his glass, and he\\nwalked back and forth in no little excitement.\\nMost grievously am I mistaken, if that is not the\\nhunter Judkins, and he is seeking to communicate with\\nthe man, Red Plume. We have need of such friends as\\nthese.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe picked up his glass again, but at this moment\\nMrs. Prescott touched his shoulder, and whispered:\\nI am afraid something wrong is going on. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nlike the actions of Lige; please come with me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER III\\nRED PLUME\\nWhat dost thou see?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Fielding without\\nmoving out of the room.\\nI think Lige is signalling to some one in the wood.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI placed him there because I thought he would be\\nless likely to see the heathen than thy husband; but\\ntruly I was mistaken. Do thou remain here while I go\\nto him, but let me caution thee against approaching the\\nwindow too close. It was a narrow escape I had from\\nmy rashness.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt was the wish of the young Quaker to come in upon\\nLige so softly as to detect him in the act, whatever it\\nmight be, but the fellow caught sight of him, and was\\nas mum and motionless as the furniture of the room.\\nHast thou discovered anything?\u00e2\u0080\u009d he inquired, as\\nthe African looked around at him.\\nNuffin.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHave seen no indications of the heathen\\nCan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t \u00e2\u0080\u0099zactly say dat, Mister Fielding.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPray what is it? asked the latter, his conscience\\npricking him at his misjudging the fellow.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve seen two or free of dem sneakin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 round de\\n12", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*3\\nbarn, and dere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s lots of dem in it. \u00e2\u0080\u0099Spect dar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s whar de\\ntrouble will begin.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThou talkest sensibly; keep a bright look-out.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes, sah.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFielding passed to the room of Mr. Prescott, who,\\nwith rifle in hand, was cautiously peering out of the\\nwindow commanding the approach of the wood, he\\nhaving changed places with Lige, who had the rear of\\nthe house under his guardianship.\\nThe young man was in a dilemma. Fully aware of\\nthe violent temper of Mr. Prescott, he dreaded to\\narouse it by awakening his suspicion of his servant,\\nand, at the same time, it seemed necessary to put him on\\nhis guard.\\nFurthermore, he wished to place the negro under\\nsurveillance, without having him suspect it. The few\\nwords of conversation that had just passed between\\nLige and Fielding had almost, but not quite, convinced\\nthe latter of his honesty, and he desired to have the\\npoint cleared up, and to dissipate that dreadful sense of\\ninsecurity which was constantly creeping over him.\\nHe exchanged a few words with Mr. Prescott, inci\u00c2\u00ac\\ndentally mentioning that the Sioux were undoubtedly\\nscattered and concealed, so as almost entirely to sur\u00c2\u00ac\\nround the house, and that they would not be long in\\ndiscovering an unguarded point.\\nThis was all that he felt safe in saying, when he re\u00c2\u00ac\\nturned to his station; for he had a strong desire to\\nwatch the movements of that canoe that had come out", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "14\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nof Crescent River, and moved so cautiously around the\\ncoast of the lake.\\nI trust thou misjudged thy servant,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, as he\\nreturned to his station. He seems to be on the alert,\\nand quite trusty.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt may be so, John, but I am sorry that he was al\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed to re-enter the house. I would rather have him\\non the outside.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo thou endeavor to look in upon him when con\u00c2\u00ac\\nvenient, and if thou seest anything wrong, instantly ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nprise me of it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith this admonition the two separated, Mrs. Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott going to the end room, which was her own bed\u00c2\u00ac\\nchamber, and was at the opposite side of the house from\\nwhere her husband was stationed.\\nDirecting his field-glass toward the point where he\\nhad seen the signal from the canoe, he was not a little\\nsurprised and disappointed to find that the latter was\\ngone.\\nThe place was so fixed in his mind that he could not\\nmistake it, and there was nothing to be seen. Old Jud,\\nthe hunter, had changed his position in the few minutes\\nduring which Fielding had been absent from his post.\\nThe sun was still an hour high, and his slant rays\\npenetrating through the woods in many places, lit up\\nthe surface of the lake, giving it a glowing splendor\\nlike unto molten gold.\\nTurning his gaze toward the house of Swarthausen,\\neverything was seen to be as lifeless as if no living", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*5\\nbeing were within miles. If the family were still be\u00c2\u00ac\\nsieged, it was with the same persistent quiet with which\\nthe Prescotts themselves were surrounded. The Sioux\\nwere probably waiting for night, before striking what\\nthey intended to be the final blow.\\nFielding was gazing in this wandering manner, not\\nknowing where to look for the canoe, but supposing\\nthat it had been drawn so far up under the bank as to\\nmake it invisible, when he made another discovery, that\\ngave him greater wonder than before.\\nFrom the source of the Crescent River, where the\\nlake poured out its surplus water, he saw another boat\\nissue, following precisely in the track of the canoe,\\nwhich had preceded it by something over an hour.\\nAs he scrutinized this, however, he observed that it\\nwas of different construction, and considerably larger\\nthan the small vessel, and like that, contained but a sin\u00c2\u00ac\\ngle person.\\nThe wonderment of the Quaker was not a little in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncreased when he recognized the boat as the identical\\none in which Pipkins and the girls had crossed the lake.\\nThe sail and even the small mast was gone\u00e2\u0080\u0094proof that\\nthe individual controlling it was taking every means to\\navoid observation.\\nFielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s first thought was, that the party had been\\ncaptured, and this was one of their captors proceeding\\nto some point with the boat.\\nBut he could not satisfy himself on this point, as he\\ncould think of no reason for such a course being pur-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "i6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nsued. There must be some other explanation of the\\nsingular proceeding.\\nSteadily the large boat followed in the wake of the\\nsmaller, taking precisely the same course, but checking\\nits speed before it had proceeded to so great a distance.\\nNow and then the Friend resumed his glass, and at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntempted to follow the movements of the boat with his\\neye, but found it so difficult that it practically amounted\\nto nothing.\\nThe next moment the mystery of the occupant was\\nexplained. Something red flashed out upon the air, and\\nthe eye of the Friend sparkled again.\\nVerily, it is Red Plume!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IV\\nTHE FUGITIVES ON THE RIVER\\nRed Plume, the friendly Sioux, had suddenly pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nsented himself to the cousins on the other side of the\\nlake and warning them to keep out of sight, departed\\nwith the boat to give what help he could to their\\nfriends, who were in great danger.\\nThe sisters sat side by side. The face of the elder\\nwas blanched with her great fear, and she held her right\\narm around the waist of the younger, whose head was\\npillowed on her shoulder, while her face was covered\\nwith her two hands, pressing her handkerchief as if to\\nkeep back the overwhelming sofrow.\\nIn that hour of supreme woe, the sisters, with the\\ntrusting faith of childhood, were sending up petitions\\nto the Great Being for the safety of those whom they\\nhad left behind, and who were in such dire extremity.\\nNot a tear moistened the eye of Edith, who seemed\\nto be gazing through the interstices of the under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth, up the river and across the lake to her friends,\\nwho in turn were looking for her; but who shall doubt\\nthe great woe that was weighing her down, and almost\\nchecking the flow of the life-current in her veins?\\n17", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "i8\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nLillian was swayed like a leaf in the tempest. Her\\nframe quivered and shook, and the hot tears dropped\\nthrough her fingers, while she nestled, like a frightened\\nbird, closer to her stronger sister, who drew her warmly\\nand lovingly to her embrace. The arrow aimed the\\nhighest has the farthest to fall. Naturally light-hearted\\nand joyous, with spirits like the morning sunlight, her\\ndepression was all the greater, and the darkness the\\nmore gloomy, when the change did come.\\nThey sat without speaking, for what could either say\\nto comfort the other? There was but one Source to\\nwhich they could look, and the hearts of both were\\nearnestly fixed upon that blessed Refuge.\\nPipkins sat at the other end of the boat, now and then\\nlooking dolefully and askance at them.\\nJingo, this is rough! he repeated, as he began ner\u00c2\u00ac\\nvously searching his pockets. My pipe has gone out,\\nand I hain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got a match.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs is apt to be the case with those similarly circum\u00c2\u00ac\\nstanced, he examined each pocket at least a half-dozen\\ntimes, continually pulling furiously at his pipe, as if\\nthere were a spark lingering somewhere in it.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo use,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he finally exclaimed, with a despairing\\nlook. The pipe is extinguished, and I hain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a match.\\nI say, Edith, you hain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got such a thing as a lucifer\\nabout you?\\nWhen he had repeated the question several times she\\nmerely swayed her head, without removing her fixed\\ngaze from the direction of the lake.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\ni9\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t \u00e2\u0080\u0099spose Lil has any?\\nBut no attention was paid to the hint, and he did not\\npress it.\\nJust as like as not we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have to stay here all night/\\nhe soliloquized; and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll catch cold, and be laid up a\\nweek. If I had a match it wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be so thundering\\nbad\u00e2\u0080\u0094bless the Lord!\\nAll the time he was fumbling and thrusting his\\nthumbs into his pockets, and his exclamation was\\ncaused by his fishing up the fraction of a match with\\nthe phosphorus upon it.\\nAin\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that jolly, now! he added, as he twisted up\\nhis last love-letter, the better to catch the flame. Then\\nbending down, so that his body and the two sides of the\\nboat kept away whatever puff of wind might be in the\\nair, he carefully struck it upon the dry, painted board.\\nThe result was all that he could wish; and, a few\\nseconds later, his head was enwreathed in the volumes\\nof tobacco smoke that issued from his mouth.\\nThat mends things somewhat. Lillian, confound\\nit! what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the use of feeling so bad?\\nBut neither of the sisters paid any heed to this prac\u00c2\u00ac\\ntical question; and, after surveying them a moment or\\ntwo, he added:\\nEdith, hangnation! what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the use? If you keep on\\nthat way you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll make me feel bad.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis he considered an unanswerable appeal; and it\\ndid cause his cousin to turn her dark eyes reproach^\\nfully upon him.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "20\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHow can we help it?\\nI know\u00e2\u0080\u0094I know. But then cheer up\u00e2\u0080\u0094what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the\\nuse? Try and keep it back on account of me. If you\\ngo on that way you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have me in the blubbering busi\u00c2\u00ac\\nness, too, before long.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe few words uttered by Edith seemed to open her\\nheart, and, for a few minutes, her grief was more vio\u00c2\u00ac\\nlent in its manifestations than Lillian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s; but, by-and-by,\\nit spent itself with both, and they became more calm\\nand composed.\\nDuring these trying moments Augustus Pipkins sol\u00c2\u00ac\\nemnly smoked his meerschaum, and wondered which\\nwas the shortest route back to Chicago, and, whether, if\\na favoring breeze should spring up, it wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be a\\nwise plan to crowd on all sail down the river, and get\\nout of this dangerous neighborhood.\\nHe said nothing while his cousins were in the tem\u00c2\u00ac\\npest of their grief. When it had passed over, and they\\nhad calmed down and uncovered their faces, he ven\u00c2\u00ac\\ntured to console them in his own peculiar way.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe the folks are all killed. It would\\ntake considerable time for the Indians to do that.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDolph, how can you talk so! was the reproving\\nresponse of Edith, who could scarcely restrain another\\noutburst.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094I meant to comfort you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he stammered; but\\nthat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the way I always put my foot in it. I told our col\u00c2\u00ac\\nored washerwoman, when she was blubbering about her\\nlittle boy that kicked the bucket, that she ought to be", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n21\\nthankful for it, because, if he had lived to grow up, he\\nwouldn t have been anything but a nigger; and never,\\nafter that, would she put a smitch of starch in my shirts,\\nexcept just where I didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI wonder whether Red Plume will get there soon\\nenough to help them said Lillian, whose face showed\\nthat some degree of hope was returning.\\nI think so,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied her sister. If\u00e2\u0080\u0094if he had not,\\nwe should hear the shots of the Indians, and see the\\nsmoke of the burning buildings; but I haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t heard the\\nreport of a gun since he went away.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSh!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAt that instant the distant sound of the rifles fired by\\nthe Sioux, as Lige rushed into the house, came across\\nthe lake, and penetrated the concealment of the girls.\\nWhat does that mean asked Lillian, trembling\\nagain with her nervous fear.\\nOh, that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s nothing! replied Pipkins, still smoking\\nhis pipe. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve read in Cooper that the redskins fire\\npromiscuously when they get a chance, and it ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nlikely they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve killed more than one or two of your folks;\\nbut then Cooper always makes his females get shot at\\nthe last minute, so we won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t quote him as authority.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI wish old Jud would come,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Lillian; why\\ndid I not think to ask Red Plume about him?\\nThey seem to be together nearly all the time,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied Edith.\\nI tell you what,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins, with the air of a\\nman who was about to reveal a tremendous secret,\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got a plan! v.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "22\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHe puffed his meerschaum more vigorously than\\never, while the cousins looked as if they did not under\u00c2\u00ac\\nstand what it meant.\\nYou have a plan for what? inquired Edith, seeing\\nthat he was waiting to be questioned.\\nFor our escape. Would you like to hear it?\\nSupposing his scheme included all he received an\\naffirmative reply.\\nWe must keep out of sight till dark, as your friend\\nRed Plume remarked. But when it is fairly dark, we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nhoist sail, and let her went, till daylight, when we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nlie-to till night, and keep the thing up till we reach some\\nof the settlements.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t mean for us to go and leave father and\\nmother behind? asked Lillian, in amazement.\\nThe idea exactly.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou cannot be in earnest, certainly, Dolph?\\nNever more in earnest in my life. We can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help\\nthem any by staying, for like as not they are all killed\\nby this time\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere, there, don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she plead, raising her hand\\nand turning her head, as if to ward off the fearful pro\u00c2\u00ac\\nposal.\\nBeg pardon\u00e2\u0080\u0094at it again, I see\u00e2\u0080\u0094but what I wanted\\nto get at was, that it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the best thing all around, for we\\ncan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help them. If they\u00e2\u0080\u0099re still alive, they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got their\\nhands full, and will be glad to get us out their way, and\\nthey won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have us to think about\u00e2\u0080\u0094don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you see\\nBut neither of the sisters would consent for a mo-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*3\\nment to any such movement. It looked too much like\\ndesertion, and besides, they would be disobeying the\\nparting injunction of Red Plume, who certainly ought\\nto be able to give the best advice about such matters.\\nIt was undeniably the truth, that the plan of Pipkins\\nwas a good one. There was every prospect of their\\nbeing able to reach Forest Grove, the nearest settle\u00c2\u00ac\\nment, by using care and circumspection in their move\u00c2\u00ac\\nments but, when the young man found that his scheme\\ncould not be forced upon his cousins, he seemed to feel\\nthat some explanation was necessary.\\nYou see it ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t myself that I care about, girls\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nthat has never once entered my head\u00e2\u0080\u0094but it is you\\nWe do not wish to leave the vicinity until our par\u00c2\u00ac\\nents can go with us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI was about to say that my vacation expires this\\nweek, and if I expect to reach Chicago in time, I ought\\nto be on my way this very night. Old Blifkins gets as\\nmad as thunder when any of the clerks disappoint him.\\nThat is the only thing that gives me any anxiety.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou ought to be home then, by all means,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied\\nEdith. Lillian and I will go ashore and wait in the\\nwoods, while you can take the boat and make a good\\nstart to-night.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPipkins started, and looked earnestly at the speaker,\\nbut her face was serious, and his heart throbbed at the\\nunexpected hope thus held out to him.\\nHe was seated on the very prow of the Boat, so that\\nhe was perched quite up in the air.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "24\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWhat answer he would have made to this proposi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, had the opportunity been given, it is impossible to\\nsay, but just then Lillian started, and half rose to her\\nfeet, with such an expression of terror upon her face,\\nthat Pipkins instantly slid down from his perch, and\\ndemanded what the mischief was now on hand.\\nI saw an Indian coming up the river in a canoe.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere?\u00e2\u0080\u009d fairly gasped Pipkins, crouching down\\nand glaring about him, as if there were instant danger\\nof collision.\\nIt is a long way off. I saw something move just in\\nline with you. I took it to be an insect at first, creeping\\nover your coat, and was about to speak, when I noticed\\nthat it was a canoe coming up the other side the river.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the young man, cautiously look\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in the direction indicated by Lillian.\\nNor I,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Edith.\\nIt has gone; it seems to be coming along the shore,\\nas though the Indian was trying to keep out of sight.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIf that is the case, I think we had better get out of\\nthis,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins. Let us get nearer shore and hide\\nin the woods somewhere, till the savage goes by.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you think there is any danger of our being\\nseen\\nShouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t wonder, but I can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t say sure.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nGrasping the limbs and undergrowth (the mast hav\u00c2\u00ac\\ning been previously unshipped), the boat was drawn as\\nclose under the bank as was possible.\\nA hurried debate followed as to whether it was best", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n25\\nto remain where they were, or to step ashore, and go\\nfurther into the wood. Pipkins was anxious to do the\\nlatter, and Lillian was inclined to think it was best, but\\nEdith, with characteristic sense, said that the boat\\nwould be as likely to be seen, whether they were in it or\\nnot, and if seen, an Indian would require but a few min\u00c2\u00ac\\nutes to trace them through the woods. Nothing, there\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore, was to be gained by leaving the boat.\\nIt was decided that each should keep his or her head\\nbelow the gunwale, so as not to be seen by any one pass\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, and wait before raising the head until sure that the\\ncanoe had disappeared around the bend above.\\nSh! down whispered Lillian, I see it again,\\nonly a little way off.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEvery head was ducked, and for the next five min\u00c2\u00ac\\nutes, the listeners could hear the pulsations of their own\\nhearts. Then Edith called the attention of Pipkins to\\nthe fact that he was smoking, and might betray their\\npresence by that means. Loth to allow his pipe to go\\nout, and yet sensible of the risk, he held it down in the\\nbottom of the boat, giving it a slight puff now and then\\nto keep it from expiring altogether.\\nSoon the soft dip of a paddle could be heard, and\\ntheir hearts almost stopped beating as they speedily\\nlearned that it was approaching.\\nStill praying that they might not be seen, all kept si\u00c2\u00ac\\nlent; but nigher and nigher it came, until the rustling\\nof the undergrowth showed that the canoe was close at\\nhand, and coming still closer each second.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "26\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHardly conscious of what he did, Pipkins raised his\\nhead, and no pen can picture his horrified consternation,\\nas he saw the boat less than a dozen feet distant, and\\nheading straight toward them.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER V\\nOLD JUD\\nWal, now, if that doesn t beat all natur! ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclaimed a gruff, cheery voice, as the tiny canoe glided\\ngracefully beside the larger boat, and a grizzled, rough\\nborderer looked over in it at the blanched faces and\\ncowering forms. Thar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s my little Rosebud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nadded, his homely face relaxing into a pleased smile, as\\nhe recognized Lillian, and my Queen Edith,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nadded, turning toward the sister; and, if I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t pow\u00c2\u00ac\\nerfully mistaken, that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Spider Legs.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt would be hard to picture the relief experienced by\\nall, as they recognized in their visitor, not some fero\u00c2\u00ac\\ncious Sioux in his war paint, but Old Jud, the hunter,\\nthe very man, whom, of all others, they were longing\\nto see.\\nHe shook hands with them all, and then inquired\\nwhat was meant by their peculiar situation. In a few\\nminutes everything was told. During the narration, he\\nsat perfectly motionless, with his keen gray eyes fixed\\nupon Edith, as if he did not wish to lose a word she ut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered.\\nOld Jud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d as he was commonly called, was a man\\nabout fifty years of age, tall, thin to emaciation, with\\n27", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "28\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nsparse, iron-gray hair, and a short cropped grizzly\\nbeard, which covered his face to his eyes. His teeth\\nwere as sound and clear as pearls, and when he laughed,\\nwhich he did frequently, by expanding his broad mouth\\ninto a still broader grin, and opening it without making\\nthe least articulate sound, it added not a little to the pre\u00c2\u00ac\\npossessing character of his face.\\nHis brows were heavy and beetling, the gray eyes\\nshining beneath like the watch fires of the soul. His\\nskin was as brown as a nut, and his muscles like iron,\\nand, furthermore, his great height was made to look\\nmuch greater than it really was, by a decided stoop of\\nthe shoulders.\\nSuch characters as Jud generally own a horse or\\na dog, or more generally both, but he owned neither.\\nWhat was certainly rather curious, he seemed to dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nlike a canine animal, but regarding the equine, he\\nshowed no dislike, but rather indifference. He was a\\nsort of amphibious animal. He reached and returned\\nfrom his hunting and trapping territory, by means of\\nwater, never travelling across wide stretches of prairie\\nor open country, when on one of these expeditions, un\u00c2\u00ac\\nless he was compelled to do so; but he was nearly al\u00c2\u00ac\\nways to be found in the vicinity of some stream, which\\ncommunicated directly with the navigable rivers below.\\nAlthough Pipkins had never noticed Jud, yet the lat\u00c2\u00ac\\nter had taken his measure some time before, when\\nhe had seen him at a considerable distance, and he\\nformed no very exalted opinion of him.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n2 9\\nMe and Red Plume was on a hunt yesterday,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nhe, in answer to the numerous questions, speaking with\\na quiet deliberation that was peculiarly effective in giv\u00c2\u00ac\\ning hope and confidence to his listeners, when we seed\\nthings ahead that looked rather squally. We come onto\\na camp-fire, about a dozen miles down the river, this\\nnoon, and the redskin said right away that it was a\\nparty of his people on their way to the lake. I wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nso sartin of it, but he started ahead on the trail, and told\\nme to hurry along with the canoe.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you come together? asked Lillian.\\nWal, the principal reason was that I thought as\\nhow we might need the canoe. You see, if there is\\ntrouble, and it looks as though you folks had better\\nleave, we\u00e2\u0080\u0099re gwine to take you off in boats, being as it\\nwill be handier to manage than if we tramp through the\\nwoods.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen you do think we shall get away together\\nasked Lillian, her face all aglow with the bright hope.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what we\u00e2\u0080\u0099re going to try to do, Rosebud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied the hunter, his grizzled features lighting up with\\naffection as he looked upon the trusting girl.\\nAnd we are to wait here? inquired Edith.\\nDepend on it, gals, that what Red Plume told you\\nwas for the best. There ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t many things about the\\nwoods that that \u00e2\u0080\u0099ere redskin don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know. What airthly\\nuse can you be there\\nBut suppose the Sioux withdraw,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Edith,\\nand no one is injured in the house? They will be safe,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "30\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nbut how will it be with us, especially if they find out\\nthat we are somewhere in the woods? Indeed I think\\nthey must know it already.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNo doubt about that; they couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help seeing you\\ngoing across the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen is not our situation dangerous\\nYou forget you\u00e2\u0080\u0099re hid.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWe remember that, and remember, too, that the\\nfirst man coming up the river discovered us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat was your own fault. I seed you afore you\\nhauled yourselves further under the bank. Even then I\\nwouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have got eyes on you, if it hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t been for\\nSpider Legs roosting up on the bow as if he were stuck\\nout for a clothing sign, and puffing away like a steam\\nengine.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see the smoke, now, did you? inquired\\nPipkins, sojnewhat red in the face at this personal\\nallusion.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhen you hauled the boat further under, and he\\nhopped down from his roost, I couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see hide nor\\nhair of you\u00e2\u0080\u0094but all I had to do was to foller the streak\\nof smoke, and that brought me straight to the spot.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThunder! exclaimed Pipkins, as he knocked the\\nashes from his meerschaum, if that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the case, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll shut\\nup shop.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen we are to remain here until you or some one\\nreturns\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the idee.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut for how long? asked Lillian.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3\\nVery likely till morning. When we\u00e2\u0080\u0099re trying to\\nhelp the others, I won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t forgit to keep an eye in this di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrection, and somebody will be along to see you by day\u00c2\u00ac\\nlight at least.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI hope they will be friends remarked Pipkins,\\nwith a ghastly grin. You see we haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got as much\\nas a revolver\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat would you do with a revolver, if you had\\nit? laughed Jud.\\nA man who has fought as many duels as I have has\\nsome right to be considered a pretty good shot,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied Pipkins, with a desperate attempt at bluster.\\nIf I get a chance I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll send you a cannon to practice\\non,\u00e2\u0080\u009d laughed Jud; \u00e2\u0080\u009cand that reminds me that young\\nHavens has come home rather suddenly to help put\\ndown these Sioux.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere is he asked Lillian, rather more eagerly\\nthan her cousin liked.\\nI heard he was down at Fort Grandon, but it ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nlikely he\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be able to git up here in time to be of any\\nhelp. But it won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do for me to wait; Red Plume is\\nexpecting me; and keep quiet\u00e2\u0080\u0094cheer up, and hope for\\nthe best.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd with this parting, the hunter sped swiftly up the\\nstream; and, if ever earnest prayers went up to the\\nThrone of Grace for the success of a daring undertak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, they ascended from the hearts of the two sisters as\\ntheir friend vanished from sight.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VI\\nTHE TWO SCOUTS\\nWe have already shown how the hunter Jud, after\\nleaving the river, coursed along the shore of the lake,\\nhalting at no great distance from the Prescott cottage.\\nIn doing this his object was to communicate with and\\ndiscover his Indian comrade, Red Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0094a delicately\\ndifficult task, when at the same time it was necessary\\nto avoid the other treacherous members of his race.\\nHis supposition was that the friendly Sioux was\\neither in the house or in its immediate vicinity, and he\\npurposely exposed his canoe to any one in the building\\nwho might be looking out upon the water for him. He\\nknew his dusky friend was expecting his appearance,\\nand one glimpse of the boat would be sufficient; so he\\ncautiously advanced as near as was prudent, and then\\nhalted under the bank.\\nWhether Red Plume was in the house or not, he\\ncould not determine. As yet he had received no notifi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncation of such being the fact; but, to make sure, he\\nmade the signal we have described, by swinging his\\nhunting cap over the stern of the canoe.\\nReceiving no response to this, after waiting a short\\ntime, he shoved his boat further under the bank, con-\\n32", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n33\\nvinced that the Sioux had not succeeded in entering the\\nhouse. It now remained for him to reach him by some\\naudible signal, such as was in common use between\\nthem when hunting.\\nThere was great risk in making an outcry, for no\\nmatter how skillfully he might imitate the call of some\\nanimal or bird, it would be sure to reach hostile ears\\nthat would suspect its meaning.\\nFortunately, the necessity was saved him; for while\\nhe was hesitating, the bushes parted, and Red Plume\\nstood before him.\\nThis remarkable redskin had been looking for the\\ncanoe of his friend, and had seen it from the first mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment it entered the lake, and, as soon as it halted, he\\nmade haste to join his friend.\\nThe meeting, as a matter of course, was cordial, as it\\nalways was between these two singular characters; but\\nit was not their custom to indulge in any demonstra\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions such as would have been natural between two\\ncomrades of long and tried friendship. There was busi\u00c2\u00ac\\nness before them.\\nA few minutes sufficed for Red Plume to hear all that\\nJud had to say, and to impart the information he pos\u00c2\u00ac\\nsessed.\\nThe Sioux were mostly on the other side of the\\nhouse, in the wood, where several of them were holding\\nthe house under close surveillance, but they seemed to\\nbe waiting until the cover of night before making any\\nfurther demonstration. There were several of them in", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "34\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthe barn, although what their ultimate intentions were\\ncould only be conjectured.\\nThe hunters decided upon attempting two perform\u00c2\u00ac\\nances, both of which were perilously difficult, but\\nwhich they believed could be accomplished. Red\\nPlume proposed to enter the cottage, acquaint the in\u00c2\u00ac\\nmates with the precise condition of affairs on the out\u00c2\u00ac\\nside, and instruct them as to the course for them to pur\u00c2\u00ac\\nsue in the attempts that would probably be made by the\\nSioux in the course of the next few hours.\\nBut before doing this, it was determined to free Cap\u00c2\u00ac\\ntain Swarthausen from his enforced imprisonment, as\\nhe and Muggins would add not a little to the strength\\nof the party, which needed every arm and gun that they\\ncould possibly procure.\\nThe Sioux had learned that the captain was now be\u00c2\u00ac\\nsieged by only two Indians, while the others were con\u00c2\u00ac\\ngregated near the Prescott house, so as to be prepared\\nfor an assault or any peculiar method of attack that\\ntheir leader might wish. Before it could be prevented,\\nthe hunters could steal upon these redskins, speedily put\\nthem hors du combat, and release the beleaguered fam-\\nily.\\nThen, with the additional force thus gained, there\\nwas some prospect of doing something against the main\\nbody of redskins.\\nAs it looked as though it might be necessary to get\\nthe Prescotts out of their house, and to flee with them,\\nthe cautious Red Plume determined to make everything\\nready for this contingency.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n35\\nAccordingly, he sped with all haste to where the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives were concealed in the river, placed them in as se\u00c2\u00ac\\ncure a place as possible in the wood, and then propelled\\nthe boat to a point as near the building as it was discreet\\nto approach.\\nBy the time this was done the sun was setting, and\\ntime had become precious. A half hour later the two\\nhad approached within a few hundred yards of Captain\\nSwarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house, and began carefully reconnoit-\\nering it.\\nThe result of this was the discovery of the curious\\nfact that one of the two redskins referred to had with\u00c2\u00ac\\ndrawn and joined the main body, while the other com\u00c2\u00ac\\nposed the entire besieging force.\\nThe audacious villain was stretched out on the bank,\\ndirectly in front of the house, where his own body was\\neffectually protected from any danger from those\\nwithin, while with loaded rifle, he commanded the en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntrance to the building.\\nHad those within been aware of this curious situa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of affairs, they could have emerged from the back\\nwindows and walked away without fear of disturbance;\\nbut Captain Schwarthausen very naturally believed that\\nevery portion of his home was continually scanned by\\nhis enemies, vigilant and watchful for the first oppor\u00c2\u00ac\\ntunity to accomplish their design.\\nWhen Red Plume became certain of the precise con\u00c2\u00ac\\ndition of affairs, he took upon himself the task of dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nposing of the savage who was taking matters as coolly", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "36\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nas if he had everything his own way, and w T as going to\\nwait until the ripe fruit fell into his hand.\\nWith the stealthy, crouching tread of the panther, he\\nstole upon his unconscious victim, who looked continu\u00c2\u00ac\\nally in the front, and never once in the rear. When the\\ntwo grappled, the struggle was brief and fierce, but Red\\nPlume emerged from it without a scratch, while his an\u00c2\u00ac\\ntagonist never emerged from it at all.\\nIt now remained to apprise Captain Swarthausen of\\nthe raising of the siege. As Red Plume was in the\\nusual paint and dress of his people, the probabilities\\nwere that he would not be recognized, but would be\\nfired upon the instant he showed himself.\\nAs it was now almost dark, there was some fear that\\nJud, in his half-civilized dress, would also be subject\\n(although in a less degree) to the danger. On account\\nof the proximity of their enemies, it would not do to\\nhalloo or make any outcry, as their suspicions would in\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly be aroused; so, perforce, he did as follows:\\nPlacing his hunting-cap on the end of his ramrod,\\nhe waved it back and forth over his head, to show that\\nhe had no gun with him, and at the same time had\\nsomething to say to those within.\\nCaptain Swarthausen at this moment was on the\\nwatch, and detected the figure approaching; but in the\\ngloom, rendered deeper by the shadows of the trees, he\\nfailed to identify it. Believing it to be some device of\\nhis foes, he raised the hammer of his rifle and drew a\\nbead upon it.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n37\\nBut while his finger was already pressing the trigger,\\nit struck him that there was something so un-Indian-\\nlike in the appearance of the form approaching that he\\nlowered his piece again, and scrutinized it more closely.\\nStill unable to make it out, he hailed it,\\nHalt! who comes there\\nThe hunter obeyed orders, and called back his name.\\nThis was sufficient, but the captain did not under\u00c2\u00ac\\nstand precisely how matters stood.\\nBe careful, Jud; we are surrounded by Indians.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThar isn t a redskin near you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the reply, as\\nhe strode toward the door, which opened before him.\\nLor\u00e2\u0080\u0099 bless you, Jud! exclaimed Mrs. Muggins, as\\nshe threw her arms around his neck, and hugged and\\nkissed him in her transport of joy. I can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t tell you\\nhow glad we are to see you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen \u00e2\u0080\u0099spose you don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t try jist now,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he replied, not\\nrudely disengaging the muscular arms which were al\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost suffocating him.\\nCaptain Swarthausen and Muggins shook him cor\u00c2\u00ac\\ndially by the hand, and almost overwhelmed him with\\ntheir exuberant delight.\\nWhile they were talking, Red Plume appeared beside\\nthem, with the suddenness and silence of a shadow, and\\nhe was greeted none the less warmly.\\nIt required but little time to state what was wanted,\\nand to agree upon their course of action. Mrs. Mug\u00c2\u00ac\\ngins was to be taken down the river, and left with\\nLillian and Edith, while her big husband joined the ef\u00c2\u00ac\\nfective force that was to operate against the Sioux.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "38\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nAnd I shall have to leave the house entirely unpro\u00c2\u00ac\\ntected remarked Captain Swarthausen.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t jist see how you\u00e2\u0080\u0099re going to help it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied Jud.\\nNor I neither; so don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t let me delay you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMrs. Muggins was placed in the canoe of the captain,\\nwhich, when not in use, lay moored under the bank,\\nwhile Red Plume took upon himself the task of convey\u00c2\u00ac\\ning her to the retreat in the woods.\\nAs the good lady moved away, she gave her trem\u00c2\u00ac\\nbling husband her parting injunctions, enforcing them\\nby threats of the direst penalties; and there is no tell\u00c2\u00ac\\ning when she would have ceased, had not her escort per\u00c2\u00ac\\nemptorily ordered her to do so, from fear that the tu\u00c2\u00ac\\nmult would reach the Indians further up the lake.\\nA few minutes later, Red Plume safely deposited his\\npassenger in the wood among the startled but pleased\\nfemales, and near the soundly sleeping Pipkins; and\\nwith an additional word of cheer, he bade them good-\\nby, and swiftly vanished in the gloom.\\nThe Indian that had fallen beneath the hand of Red\\nPlume furnished an additional rifle, so that all were\\nnow armed. Muggins was not the best of support in\\nsuch a crisis as this; but, as he was removed from all\\nfear of his spouse, there was a good prospect of turning\\nhim to some account.\\nIn the increasing darkness, it was impossible to see\\nacross the lake. As the readiest means of reaching\\ntheir destination, the four men entered the canoe, which", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n39\\nwas pressed down to its very gunwales, and under the\\nskillful propulsion of Red Plume, they sped with far\\ngreater swiftness than they could had they proceeded\\nthrough the woods.\\nThey had gone the greater part of the journey, when\\nsome alarm was caused by hearing the Sioux signalling\\nto each other. The Indian stopped paddling and\\nlistened.\\nThey were low, tremulous whistles, that had a won\u00c2\u00ac\\nderful distinctness in this still summer night, and most\\nof them came from the wood near the house, although\\nseveral showed that some of the redskins were at quite\\na distance in another quarter.\\nI wonder whether that concerns us? remarked\\nCaptain Swarthausen in an undertone, looking inquir\u00c2\u00ac\\ningly toward Jud.\\nCan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t say; I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll ask Red Plume.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe savage shook his head to signify that it had no\\nreference to them, and resumed his paddle.\\nAlmost immediately the canoe slid softly to the\\nshore, within a dozen feet of where the other two boats\\nlay, and the four men stepped softly out.\\nHere we are to stay,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, by way of explana\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, till Red Plume comes back agin.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut suppose he doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t come back inquired the\\ncaptain.\\nIn that case he will send me word.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSend you word repeated Muggins, in amaze-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "40\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nment; how in the name of creation will he do that?\\nJust as you heard them redskins do a few minutes\\nago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAh, I understand.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VII\\nTREACHERY\\nFielding the Friend, when he discovered that both\\nRed Plume and Jud, the hunter, were in his immediate\\nneighborhood, became so interested in watching and\\nspeculating upon their movements, that he forgot\\nwholly the suspicions that had been renewed in his\\nbreast regarding the fealty of Lige and for the time the\\nnegro passed from his mind altogether.\\nThe only one who kept the suspected party in mind\\nwas Mrs. Prescott. More than once she softly stole to\\nthe door of the room; but, after she had done this sev\u00c2\u00ac\\neral times, and detected nothing suspicious, her misgiv\u00c2\u00ac\\nings fled, and she ceased her visits almost entirely or\\nmade them much more rarely. She concluded, too, that\\nFielding would take all necessary precautions, and that\\nit was all important that she should not neglect her\\nduty as sentinel.\\nAnd thus it came to pass that Lige was left to him\u00c2\u00ac\\nself for the greater part of the time. The cunning Af\u00c2\u00ac\\nrican heard the cat-like step of Mrs. Prescott, although\\nthe good lady could not have believed it, and he knew\\nwell enough the art of dissembling.\\nIn the heart of this evil negro rankled the most vin-\\n41", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "42\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ndictive feelings toward the persons whose safety he held\\nin his hands. The Quaker had detected him in stealing,\\nand had spoken honest words of reproof; Mr. Prescott,\\nwhen provoked, had punished him severely, and the fel\u00c2\u00ac\\nlow\u00e2\u0080\u0099s bosom was filled with intense resentment toward\\nhim and all his family.\\nLige was looking for Jarrik. Between this merciless\\nSioux and the treacherous African a sort of under\u00c2\u00ac\\nstanding existed, and both were working for the same\\nend.\\nWhen he felt secure from detection on the part of\\nthose in the rear, Lige leaned his head out the window,\\nRooked carefully around, and waved his hand. Not a\\nshot was fired, and he was convinced that the chief had\\nnot only seen him, but that he had understood him.\\nIn the course of the next ten minutes the traitor saw\\nsomething flit from one tree to another, and then dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncerned the tufted head of an Indian cautiously pro\u00c2\u00ac\\ntruded to view. Lige shook his hand again, and the\\nredskin darted to the tree nearest the house which of\u00c2\u00ac\\nfered any chance of screening his body.\\nFor the space of fifteen minutes matters remained in\\nstatu quo. The Sioux manifestly was waiting until as\u00c2\u00ac\\nsured that the coast was clear.\\nLige signalled to him several times, and finally he\\nglided, with marvellous speed, across the clearing, and\\nreached the shelter of the kitchen, without being seen\\nby any of those upon the watch, excepting the traitor\\nwho was luring him onward.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n43\\nIt was necessary for the savage to ascend the side of\\nthe kitchen and come across the roof, before he could\\nenter the room where the negro was impatiently await\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him. The lower story was so secured that he could\\nnot force an instant entrance into it, and should he at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntempt to work his way, the noise would reach and alarm\\nthe ears of those within.\\nHere, therefore, he crouched, directly beneath the\\nshelter of the shutter, waiting until assured that it was\\nsafe to clamber up the roof, and into the building.\\nSuddenly the trained ear of the chief heard a noise,\\nas if the shutter were being cautiously unfastened. This\\nwas better still, as it would open the way for his brother\\nwarriors to swarm in after him.\\nVery softly and stealthily was the shutter dallied\\nwith, while the redskin fixed his eyes exultantly upon\\nit, and waited for it to open.\\nThe next moment it was shoved back, and he raised\\nup and thrust his head and shoulders in preparatory to\\ndoing the same with his body.\\nMuch lub pale face ob night\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAt this interesting juncture, a kettle full of scalding\\nwater was dashed full in the face of the grinning red\u00c2\u00ac\\nskin.\\nAin\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you ashamed yourself, you big nigger, tryin\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nto steal in de house dat way. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll tech you how to \u00e2\u0080\u0099buse\\nmy baby Cato.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd the furious Dinah jerked the shutter to again,\\nand fastened it in a twinkling, while Jarrik, the noble", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "44\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nred man,\u00e2\u0080\u009d leaped high in air, with a howl of agony, and\\nplunged headlong for the lake, to check the intense\\npain that was driving him wild.\\nVerily it would be doing an act of kindness to put\\nthee out of thy fmisery,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Fielding, who witnessed\\nthe headlong flight, and understood what it meant.\\nAnd I will consult friend Prescott to see what he\\nthinks.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut friend Presco tt needed no consultation. He\\nran to the front of the house upon hearing the out\u00c2\u00ac\\ncry, and as Jarrik plunged beneath the water, and\\ncame to the surface again, he offered such a tempting\\ntarget that it was accepted, and when the Sioux sank\\nbeneath the water a second time, he remained there.\\nBaffled, chagrined and malignant, Lige knelt at the\\nwindow, feeling that his revenge had only been post\u00c2\u00ac\\nponed.\\nIt was now quite dark. None of those within the\\nbuilding came near him, and he sat alone, looking for\\nsome further sign from his dusky allies.\\nHe had not long to wait. A little more to the left,\\nhe dimly made out a form, stealing forward on his\\nhands and knees, following almost in the footsteps of\\nthe destroyed chief. Glancing around to make sure\\nthat he was not observed, Lige leaned out of the win\u00c2\u00ac\\ndow and beckoned to him to come on.\\nf The savage made several signals with his hand, as\\nhe advanced, which gave the African great uneasiness,\\nas he feared they would attract the attention of Field-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n45\\ning or Prescott. But all was still, and by-and-by he ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproached the kitchen so near that he was shut out from\\nview.\\nThe traitor now impatiently looked for his appear\u00c2\u00ac\\nance upon the roof, but the minutes wore away, and\\nnothing was seen of him.\\nIt could not be supposed that he was about to com\u00c2\u00ac\\nmit the same blunder as his predecessor, and lay him\u00c2\u00ac\\nself liable to the same fearful consequences.\\nWas he not rather waiting for the deeper gloom of\\nthe night Or was he making ready to fire the build-\\ning?\\nPerhaps\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nBut at this moment the form of the Indian suddenly\\nrose over the eaves, and he crawled over the kitchen\\nroof with the agility of a monkey.\\nThe overjoyed negro raised high the sash, and stood\\nback so as to give him free entrance. The next instant\\nthe redskin bounded through the window into the\\nroom.\\nIf the treacherous negro had been infuriated at the\\nmishap of Jarrik, who shall describe his sensations\\nwhen, at this juncture, he recognized the Indian whom\\nhe had just admitted as no other than Red Plume, the\\nchivalrous friend of the whites", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VIII\\nTHE CONFERENCE\\nSo overwhelming was the chagrin of the negro,\\nLige, when he found that he had admitted the Indian,\\nRed Plume, that it was impossible for him to conceal\\nhis emotions.\\nWhar de debbil you come from he asked, stand\u00c2\u00ac\\ning motionless, and staring at the Sioux.\\nHooh! much glad to see you, returned the latter,\\nwho, it may be conjectured, had some suspicion of the\\npredicament of the African.\\nI didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know it was you muttered the latter, to\\nhimself, but in words that were understood by the iron-\\nlimbed Indian. For one moment the latter stared\\nfixedly at the negro, and there was a dangerous gleam\\nin his eye, as he rested his hand upon the handle of his\\nknife.\\nIn that one moment Red Plume was debating\\nwhether to bury his knife to the haft in the dark,\\ntreacherous bosom before him, or to wait a little longer.\\nOnly for a second did the mental struggle last. Well\\nwould it have been had the first thought of the Indian\\nbeen acted upon then and there, and the negro been\\n46", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n47\\ncast out of this life into the other, even had it been\\nwithout a second\u00e2\u0080\u0099s warning!\\nBut the grasp of Red Plume loosened upon his wea\u00c2\u00ac\\npon, and without a word of explanation, he strode out\\nof the room into the apartment where Mr. and Mrs.\\nPrescott were impatiently awaiting him.\\nFielding, as the night closed in, and the partial\\nmoonlight illuminated the lake and wood, had detected\\nthe stealthy approach of Red Plume, who established\\nhis identity by means of signals, so that the young\\nQuaker instantly announced the fact to his friends, and\\nthus secured his immunity against injury from those\\nwithin.\\nWith the cunning, characteristic of his people, the\\nSioux effectually concealed his individuality from the\\nsavages around him, so that his unchallenged approach\\nto the beleaguered building can be readily understood.\\nAlthough aware that the friendly Sioux was in the\\nbuilding, yet Fielding deemed it unsafe to leave his\\nstation; so he gave that privilege to the parents, while\\nin the silence of the building he was able to overhear\\neverything that passed between the parties.\\nOh, Red Plume! exclaimed Mrs. Prescott, rush\u00c2\u00ac\\ning forward, and grasping one of his hands in both of\\nhers, tell me where are Lillian and Edith Are they\\nsafe Are they alive\\nDey alive.\\nFtave the Indians got them\\nNo\u00e2\u0080\u0094they hid in woods.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "48\\nTHE RED PLUME\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cOh, thank God!\u00e2\u0080\u009d ejaculated the happy mother,\\nsinking upon her knees in her gratitude to Heaven.\\nThey are safe! they are safe!\\nMr. Prescott stood trembling like a leaf; for a mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment he was unable to speak, from his efforts to repress\\nhis excitement.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cTell me all about it, Red Plume.\\nThey went down ribber in boat\u00e2\u0080\u0094me find \u00e2\u0080\u0099em\u00e2\u0080\u0094hid\\nin woods\u00e2\u0080\u0094Sioux can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t find\u00e2\u0080\u0094wait dere till me come\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nor till Sioux go away\u00e2\u0080\u0094den come in house agin.\\nYou cannot understand what a load you have lifted\\nfrom my heart, responded the father, taking the hand\\nof the Indian, and pressing it.\\nThe dim light of a kerosene lamp, turned down, was\\nburning in the room, so that the three could easily dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntinguish each other.\\nI suppose Pipkins is there?\\nYes, dey take care ob him,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Sioux, who,\\nwe have reason to suspect, was not without a slight\\ntinge of waggishness in his disposition.\\nAnd where is Captain Swarthausen\\nHe out dere\u00e2\u0080\u0094wait fur me\u00e2\u0080\u0094he wid old Jud.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cOld Jud!\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed the delighted Mr. Prescott.\\nAnd is he with you? We have more friends than we\\nimagined.\\nHello, up dar! called out Dinah, who, from the\\nbototm of the stairs had been listening to the conversa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, whar am my baby Whar Cato\\nDunno, was the reply of Red Plume; no seen\\nhim.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n49\\nWal, Red Plume, if you want me to be your friend,\\nyou jist find dat baby, and brought him in. If he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s been\\nrunnin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 into trouble hisself, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll gib him de biggest\\nspankin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 dat he eber have\u00e2\u0080\u0094but Lor\u00e2\u0080\u0099-a-massy! de way\\nI lub dat little feller am orful! Don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t forgit to brought\\nhim in.\\nAnd with this parting admonition, Dinah went away\\nfrom the foot of the stairs to resume her guardianship\\no f the lower story of the building.\\nMrs. Prescott, the mother, had heard that her chil\u00c2\u00ac\\ndren were safe; that was enough. She asked no more.\\nAll thought of her present danger sank out of sight in\\nthe remembrance of that blissful truth.\\nRed Plume passed to the upper room, followed by\\nPrescott, where Fielding was awaiting him.\\nI am right glad to meet thee, quietly but cordially\\nremarked the Friend, as he shook the hand of their\\ndusky visitor.\\nRed Plume was an Indian, with an Indian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s shrewd\u00c2\u00ac\\nness, and it was plain from his manner that he held the\\nquiet Quaker in profound respect, if not friendship.\\nHe answered all his questions, and succeeded, in his\\ncharacteristic way, in imparting all the information at\\nhis disposal, regarding their friends upon the outside,\\nand their expectations of rescuing those within.\\nThere were two probabilities regarding this assault\\nof the Sioux\u00e2\u0080\u0094the first of which was almost too good\\nto come to pass. That was, that being discouraged by\\nthe vigorous resistance with which they had been met,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n5\\nthey would withdraw and steal away during the night.\\nTheir backwardness in making any determined at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntack on the building, gave some slight probability to\\nthis; but Red Plume had no belief in it. On the con\u00c2\u00ac\\ntrary, he knew enough of his race to understand that,\\nhaving lost several of their warriors, they were not\\nlikely to depart until this account was made even by\\nthe death of an equal number of their enemies.\\nHe did not deem it at all unlikely that runners had\\nalready been despatched for additional help, and that\\nthe morrow\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sun might shine upon a hundred yelling\\nmiscreants all clamorous for the lives of the innocent\\nones within and without the building.\\nRed Plume, therefore, advised that they should keep\\nup an unremitting watch, and resist to the utmost every\\nattempt of the Sioux to gain the least advantage. If\\nthey should make an assault there was a prospect of\\ncreating a diversion; and if it was found that the\\nbuilding could not be saved, the flight would be at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntempted under cover of this in the rear.\\nThere would be great peril in such an effort, but\\nthere was no choice between it and death, and there\\nwas hope, that under the confusion and turmoil of an\\nunexpected assault of the whites upon the Sioux, it\\nwould be possible to hurry the inmates into the boats,\\nand shove off into the lake before their escape could be\\nfrustrated.\\nRed Plume showed his good sense by examining\\nthe interior of the house from top to bottom. He had", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n5 1\\nbeen within before, and had a general idea of the ar\u00c2\u00ac\\nrangement of the rooms; but in a crisis like this, he\\ncould not be master of the situation, without an unmis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntakable acquaintance with the entire structure of the\\nbuilding.\\nPrescott, with lamp in hand, led him on this search,\\nand the black eyes of the Sioux took in every weak and\\nstrong point, as one would have viewed a panorama\\npassing before his eyes.\\nWhen the survey was completed the friendly Indian\\ngave his views in the single comment:\\nMuch fear fire! look out barn!\\nA sort of understanding was arrived at between the\\nfriends without and within, so as to enable them to\\ncommunicate with each other and then Red Plume\\nmade ready for return.\\nThis was hardly less difficult than his approach, as\\nthere was no knowing but that the Sioux had pene\u00c2\u00ac\\ntrated the ruse, in which case they would riddle him\\nthe moment he showed himself.\\nNothing was said of Lige, although there can be no\\nquestion but that he was in the mind of every one; but\\nRed Plume managed to slip out of the window without\\nthe negro knowing what was going on, and then slunk\\naround, so as to be out of the range of his rifle.\\nHe stole along with the stealth of a panther, con\u00c2\u00ac\\nscious that the eyes of more than one red Indian were\\nfixed upon him, and when he had reached a proper", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "5 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\npoint, he started with the speed of the wind toward the\\nwood.\\nCrack\u00e2\u0080\u0094whizz went the rifle of Fielding, pointed to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward the swiftly-vanishing fugitive, who had little fear\\nof being hit by that piece.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IX\\nAN INDIAN STRATAGEM\\nOur duty as historian requires us now to bestow a\\nlittle attention upon the more humble characters in this\\ndrama.\\nIt may be truly said that Pomp and Cato were in\\nthe lowest depths of black despair when they found\\nthat Lige had escaped, and they had been peremptorily\\nrefused the only opportunity they saw of following\\nsuit. They had held strong hopes of being sent to Mr.\\nPrescott as the bearer of some message, and it is easy\\nenough to understand what the result would have been\\nhad the Sioux sent either or both of them upon such a\\nduty.\\nThey had their arms securely bound behind them,\\nonly their lower limbs being left free, while it was be\u00c2\u00ac\\nyond all human possibility that either could get away\\nwithout help from others.\\nAt first sight it may seen strange that the Sioux\\nshould have preserved the lives of the two Africans,\\nwhen it would have been such an easy matter to put\\nthem out of the way, and have done with them. This\\nthey undoubtedly would have done had not the leaders\\nentertained hqpes of turning the colored youths to ac^\\n53", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "54\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ncount in the designs which they meditated against the\\nsettlers. More than one of these dusky strategists saw\\na probability of the buxom Africans being made to play\\nquite a prominent part\u00e2\u0080\u0094one which they would find to\\nbe fun for their captors, but death to themselves.\\nSo the poor fellows were cramped up together on\\nthe ground, while dark forms were silently passing\\nback and forth and around them, and never once were\\nthey free from the scrutiny of more than one pair of\\nbasilisk eyes.\\nThey could only conjecture what the occasional\\nfiring of a gun and the whoop of the Indians meant;\\nbut when Jarrik, the chief, received the sousing from\\nDinah, and ran howling to the lake, where he was put\\nout of his agony by the merciful bullet of Mr. Prescott,\\nthere was great excitement created among the Sioux.\\nHad not their chief received his quietus at the instant\\nhe did, there would have been a rush and an assault for\\nthe purpose of rescue; and there can be little doubt of\\nthe result, at a time when there had been no commun\u00c2\u00ac\\nication, and consequently no understanding between\\nthe besieged within and their friends without.\\nGor a\u00e2\u0080\u0099mity, dis yer\u00e2\u0080\u0099s beginnin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to wear onto me,\\ngroaned Cato, just loud enough for his sable com\u00c2\u00ac\\npanion to hear. I feels bad.\\nSo does I, wailed Pomp. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t b\u00e2\u0080\u0099leve dem\\nInjins likes us much.\\nO golly! I bet de ole woman\u00e2\u0080\u0099s mad, added Cato,\\nreferring to his parent. She don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t offin git mad, but", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n55\\nwhen she does, she makes de fur fly. Do you remember\\nPomp, last week when I fell in de lake and tored all de\\nseat out ob my best pants. Well, dar! didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t she light\\non me I haint \u00e2\u0080\u0099zactly got ober de whalin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 yet dat she\\ngub me.\\nMassa Fielding nebber git mad, said Pomp.\\nWhen we begun fixin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 up our house, I built a fire out\u00c2\u00ac\\nside to warm my hands and afore I knowed it, I had\\nde ole new building burnt down. I \u00e2\u0080\u0099spect Massa Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning would tear round den, but he jist looked at it kind\\no\u00e2\u0080\u0099 quiet like, wid one ob his grins, and den said, wery\\nsoft like to me: \u00e2\u0080\u0098Pomp, thee must be more keerful in\\nhandlin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 fire!\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDo yer know what my ole woman would done, ef\\nyou had been me, and she had been Massa Fielding?\\nOb course not.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhy, she\u00e2\u0080\u0099d jist cotched me, by de nap ob de neck,\\nand chucked me head ober heels into dat fire\u00e2\u0080\u0094dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nwhat she would.\\nHebens! gasped the horrified Pomp, I thought\\nshe lubbed you more dan dat.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cSo she does, and dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s jist de reason she\u00e2\u0080\u0099d do it. Ef\\nshe didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think nuffin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 ob me, she wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t take no\\nnotice ob me.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDen I\u00e2\u0080\u0099d rather she wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t lub me so much.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDo yer know jist what I b\u00e2\u0080\u0099leve?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Cato, as\\nif a sudden thought had struck him; his friend an\u00c2\u00ac\\nswered in the negative.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cEf dey\u00e2\u0080\u0099d jist let de ole woman loose, an\u00e2\u0080\u0099 I\u00e2\u0080\u0099d gib a", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "56\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nyell, she\u00e2\u0080\u0099d come tearin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 out yer in a minute, an\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nwouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t dese yer darkies run? I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve a good notion to\\nset up a screech for mammy, jist to see de fun.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBetter not, replied Pomp, who had not much\\nfaith in the proposed scheme. Dey\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll jist grab her\\nafore she gits time to yawp.\\nThis seemed so probable that the son concluded not\\nto call upon his parent just yet, but he was one of\\nthose spoiled children who was sure to beseech the\\nhelp of his mother, at the very moment, perhaps, when\\nall under heaven depended upon his own exertions.\\nI tell you what, I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to stand dis! ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclaimed Cato, after some minutes had passed in silence.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cHow yer gwine to help it? was the pertinent in\u00c2\u00ac\\nquiry of his companion in captivity.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll tear round arter awhile, an\u00e2\u0080\u0099 make \u00e2\u0080\u0099em let\\nme go.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere is no telling what these sable prisoners would\\nhave attempted had the chance been given them; but\\nan unlooked-for occurrence took the expected oppor\u00c2\u00ac\\ntunity from their hands.\\nWhen Red Plume made his flight from the be\u00c2\u00ac\\nleaguered house, his identity was not suspected, even\\nafter he had entered the wood, and by a circuitous\\nroute hastily rejoined his friends.\\nIt will be seen that this individual, on account of\\nhis race and tribe, enjoyed a vast advantage, which no\\nskill upon the part of his friends could counterbalance.\\nA few minutes after his return, one of the hostile", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n57\\nSioux approached the spot where the two negroes were\\nsitting upon the ground, and roughly commanded Cato\\nto get up.\\nWhat yer want of me?\u00e2\u0080\u009d inquired the African,\\nwith no little trembling. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099s jist as cumferable on\\nthe ground as a standin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 up.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cGit up! commanded the savage, kicking him vio\u00c2\u00ac\\nlently.\\nWal, why don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you ax a feller, as yer oughter?\\nwas the sullen response, as the negro rose, sulkily,\\nto his feet.\\nThe moment he took the standing position, the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian seized him, and drew him toward the clearing.\\nLet go! you hurt! you\u00e2\u0080\u0099re a pinchin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 me.\\nHere the object of the Indian speedily became mani\u00c2\u00ac\\nfest. He was about to make an attempt to approach the\\nbuilding, probably for the purpose of firing it; but,\\nknowing how vigilantly it was watched, he hit upon the\\nplan of using Cato as a shield.\\nPlacing the African squarely in front of him, he\\ngave him to understand that if he struggled to free\\nhimself, he would bury his knife to the hilt in his body.\\nAt the same time he had liberty to shout to his ut\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost.\\nThis was to make sure that the whites comprehended\\nthe manoeuvre, for it was not to be supposed that they\\nwould kill the negro for the purpose of penetrating the\\nmotive power behind him, and yet they might do that\\nsame thing before they comprehended the ruse.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "58\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nGolly, won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I yell! thought Cato, when he un\u00c2\u00ac\\nderstood what they were driving at. \u00e2\u0080\u009cI bet I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll raise\\nthe ole woman, an\u00e2\u0080\u0099 den I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want \u00e2\u0080\u0099em to shoot me.\\nShortly after the thick, burly form of Cato moved\\ncautiously out from the wood, propelled by the Sioux,\\nwho took care to shield himself behind his spacious\\nform.\\nThe negro walked slowly and heavily, afraid to\\nstruggle, but using his lungs with a power that was\\npositively fearful.\\nMommy! dey got me! dey\u00e2\u0080\u0099re shovin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 me long!\\ndar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s an Injun pinchin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 me! why don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you come out an\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nmake \u00e2\u0080\u0099em stop\\nThis performance was witnessed by those within,\\nand, as may be supposed, caused the greatest excite\u00c2\u00ac\\nment. Mr. Prescott had his rifle to his shoulder, at\\nthe first appearance of the dark form on the edge of\\nthe clearing and his finger was already pressing the\\ntrigger, when Dinah screeched:\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t anybody shoot\u00e2\u0080\u0094dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s my baby!\\nGood heavens! you spoke just in time! exclaimed\\nMr. Prescott as he lowered his piece, and shuddered\\nto think how near he came to killing his own servant.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cPerchance thou mayest discover some portion of\\nthe heathen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s body and perchance thou wouldst like to\\nshoot, called out Fielding, as he descended from his\\nposition and joined those in the second story.\\nI rather think I would, replied Prescott, eagerly\\nlooking for the coveted chance.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n59\\nI tell yer, don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t yer shoot! called out Dinah, in\\ngreat excitement; dat yer\u00e2\u0080\u0099s my baby, and yer better\\nnot touch him.\\nI think I can get a glimpse of the redskin\u00e2\u0080\u0099s head,\\nbut there is too little light, and the risk is too great,\\nreplied Prescott, lowering his piece again.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cCan we not instruct thy servant what to do?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nasked Fielding, plainly excited, although it did not\\nshow in his voice.\\nIf he only knew enough to turn his head, but he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\ntoo frightened to do anything, except to yell for his\\nmother.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt so happened that Dinah had been among the first\\nto understand the ruse, as she recognized the appeal of\\ndistress at once, and, as was natural, became fairly\\nwild.\\nWhat child ever called to its mother in vain What\\ndanger will not the parent, whether it be brute or hu\u00c2\u00ac\\nman, undergo for its offspring? Who will stop to\\nthink of the consequences when the imploring arms of\\nthe helpless one are stretched toward us\\nRemembering the doting affection of Dinah for her\\nlubberly son, Fielding rushed to the lower story to\\nprevent the apprehended catastrophe.\\nHe was not a moment too soon. The colored lady\\nwas in the very act of unfastening the same shutter that\\nhad served her purpose so well once before, when the\\nFriend was at her side and caught her arm.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "6o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThee must not do it! he said, in a low, but unmis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntakably earnest voice.\\nI tell yah to let go ob me! screeched the negress,\\ngrowing frantic at this interruption on the very thresh\u00c2\u00ac\\nold of her effort at rescue, and attempting to wrench\\nherself free from the man.\\nBut the latter held her with a grip of iron.\\nDinah, wilt thou not suffer thyself to be per\u00c2\u00ac\\nsuaded? Serious consequences will surely result from\\nthy obstinacy\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut at this juncture Cato\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cries increased tenfold in\\nvolume and passionate intensity, and his mother be\u00c2\u00ac\\ncame furious.\\nIt was no time for argument; and, throwing his\\narms around the barrel-like form of the cook, he\\ncarried her, struggling, across the room and into the\\nother apartment, where he drew the door to, fast\u00c2\u00ac\\nened it, and then hastened to the shutter.\\nBy this time Cato was within a hundred feet of the\\nkitchen window, and his approach was viewed with an\\nintensity of interest which it would be impossible to\\ndescribe. Startled, and somewhat bewildered by the\\nturmoil below, Mr. Prescott hastened to the assistance\\nof Fielding, while his wife, with a rapidly throbbing\\nheart, hurried to where Lige had been left alone and\\nforgotten.\\nJust as she came in, the negro was in the act of\\nraising his gun to his shoulder. She screamed.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t, Lige! Don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t! don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t!\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n6 1\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009c.What\u00e2\u0080\u0099s de matter?\u00e2\u0080\u009d he asked, somewhat sullenly,\\nas he lowered his piece and turned impudently toward\\nher.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Cato out there.\\nI know dat, I guess.\\nThen what are you aiming your gun at?\\nAt de redskin behind him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do it. You will hit Cato.\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you think I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know nuffin he de\u00c2\u00ac\\nmanded, in the same insolent voice. Dar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s \u00e2\u0080\u0099nough\\nmoon for me to see Cato and de Injun ahind him.\\nAnd the negro again brought his rifle to his shoulder.\\nLige, you shall not! exclaimed Mrs. Prescott,\\nalmost beside herself at the fellow\u00e2\u0080\u0099s insolence, and seiz\u00c2\u00ac\\ning the gun-barrel in her hand, and turning it aside.\\nHe muttered something, but did not dare openly re\u00c2\u00ac\\nsist her, although his nature was evil enough to have\\nmurdered her on the spot. They stood silent for a\\nmoment, when the attention of both was called to a\\nscene of the most exciting character.\\nCato had reached a point about twenty feet from\\nthe kitchen, when the Sioux behind him gave utterance\\nto a frightful shriek, and, with a spasmodic struggle,\\nfell over on his back, stone dead, his bronze skull bored\\nthrough by the ball of a rifle whose spiteful crack was\\nsimultaneous with his death-cry.\\nSo sudden was this that both Fielding and Prescott\\nwere certain that the fortunate shot had been fired by\\nLige, who instantly rose to the highest point in their", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "62\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nadmiration and confidence, while the African was\\nequally positive that the Sioux had received his quietus\\nfrom those whom he hated so cordially, and who were\\nin the room below.\\nA moment later Cato got an idea of what had hap\u00c2\u00ac\\npened, and realized that he was now standing between\\ntwo fires; but whether to retreat or advance was the\\nall-important question, which he probably never would\\nhave been able to decide, had not his mother burst into\\nthe room again, and shouted to him to come at once to\\nher.\\nThere was no mistaking that command, and the\\nobedient boy came plunging toward the window, the\\nshutter of which was opened to receive him, while the\\nbullets of the Sioux began whistling all about them.\\nThe moment he was within reach he was seized by\\nthe muscular arm of his mother, and, without help of\\nhis own, drawn headlong into the room, where she be\u00c2\u00ac\\ngan at once to cuff and box him most unmercifully.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098Til larn ye how to stand thar and never mind yer\\npoor old mammy! You\u00e2\u0080\u0099re such a wicked heathen of a\\nbaby that you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll never live to grow up! Take that,\\nand that!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER X\\nIN THE WOOD\\nSafely removed from these scenes of peril were the\\ntwo sisters, Edith and Lillian, with Mrs. Muggins and\\nAugustus Pipkins, to whom, in their state of anxious\\nsuspense, the time passed with unutterable dreariness.\\nAll excepting the young gentleman from Chicago,\\nwho, placing his hat between his knees, had lain his\\nhead back against a large tree, and was \u00e2\u0080\u009cdreaming the\\nhappy hoyrs away.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe coming of Mrs. Muggins was a relief to the\\ngirls, who felt the need of one of their own sex, as well\\nas pleasure at the proof that another of their friends\\nwas placed beyond the great danger that menaced the\\nrest.\\nIsn t this orful! exclaimed Captain Swarthau-\\nsen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s housekeeper. Just as like as not when we wake\\nup in the morning we will all be dead!\\nNot so bad as that, aunty, I hope, said Edith.\\nOur friends are safe, and Heaven will not forsake\\nthem in the hour of their extremity.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cMy gracious! what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s that?\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed the old\\nlady, startled by the stertorous breathing of Pipkins,\\nwhom as yet she had not observed. Just enough moon-\\n63", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n64\\nlight made its way through the interstices of the trees\\nto reveal the form of the unconscious young gentle\u00c2\u00ac\\nman. I declare if there ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that city chap out here,\\nwhen he ought to be with the rest of them, helping to\\nfight the infarnel Injians.\\nTut, tut, aunty! He isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t accustomed to this part\\nof the world, and he could not be of any assistance to\\nthem. At least, neither Jud nor Red Plume care about\\nhaving him with them.\\nIt don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t make no difference, continued the\\nstrong-minded female. All the greater shame for\\nhim. Do you s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose I\u00e2\u0080\u0099d let my husband sit here, while\\nthe Injians was a-tryin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 for to kill me?\\nThere, never mind, added Edith, in her mild\\nway. It is not worth while to discuss the point.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2There can be no good come from it, and it does not\\nplease me to hear you talk thus.\\nThis was quite a palpable hint, and even the some\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhat naturally obtuse Mrs. Muggins took it.\\nPipkins, therefore, slept on without any further de\u00c2\u00ac\\nrogatory remarks upon his rather heavy breathing.\\nAt this juncture, however, the high pitch to which\\nMrs. Muggins\u00e2\u0080\u0099 voice had attained produced its effect\\nupon the delicate tympanum of Pipkins, and he awoke,\\nstaring around in the gloom, and, for a moment, not\\nunderstanding where he was.\\nO-ah! he muttered, rubbing his eyes. It looks\\nas if I were out on a picnic, and they had forgot me;", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 65\\nor\u00e2\u0080\u0094no, it can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be that I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m tight \u00e2\u0080\u0094and it kind of looks\\nthat way, too.\\nTo test the matter, he rose to his feet, and was much\\ngratified to find that his head was level.\\nThat settles that point, he added to himself.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cBut it ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t clear yet, and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m afraid I shall have to\\nget some one to introduce me to myself. Hello!\\nIt had all flashed upon him in an instant, and peering\\naround in the gloom, he caught sight of his cousins.\\nThat was decidedly good! Ha! ha! he laughed.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cT really forgot where I was for the time. But hello!\\nI think I see another lady with you.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s me, was the sharp, shrill exclamation of Mrs.\\nMuggins, as she straightened herself up with the sud\u00c2\u00ac\\ndenness of a Jack-in-the-Box.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhat the deuce are you doing here?\u00e2\u0080\u009d inquired\\nPipkins, who never held any particular like for the\\nvirago.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099m come here to take care of you; that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I\\ncame for.\\nYour husband sent you, I s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose, added the ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nquisite, significantly.\\nI go where I please, without his sending me, was\\nthe spiteful reply. Why ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you with the men, a-\\nhelping of them to shoot these orful Injians\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMrs. Muggins\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nInstead of being here\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMrs. Muggins\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWell, what is it? she asked, stopping short.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "66\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHow is your health\\nOh, you! she fairly ground beneath her teeth, un\u00c2\u00ac\\nable to do justice to her feelings; and then she began\\nlaunching her invectives, when Edith interfered, and\\nordered her, peremptorily, to stop. She had lost all pa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntience at the tongue-lashings of the housekeeper, and\\ntold her that she must either cease, or go away where\\nthey would not be disturbed by her.\\nThere was a quiet dignity about Edith Prescott\\nwhich was impressive. It was the triumph of a refined\\nmind over a gross one. Mrs. Muggins held the young\\nlady in no little fear, and she did not hesitate a moment\\nto obey her. Instant silence fell upon all, broken by\\nLillian, who said to her cousin:\\nDolph, ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you afraid of catching cold\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWell, yes; I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t used to sleeping in the woods,\\nand I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m apprehensive I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have some trouble before get\u00c2\u00ac\\nting broke in. If I only had a light for my meerschaum\\nit wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be so dem\u00e2\u0080\u0099d rough.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNever mind about your pipe; we have got to re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmain here all night, and you can get along without\\nsmoking as well as we can.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nP\u00e2\u0080\u0099raps I could, if I hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t learned it when I was\\nyoung\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSh! interrupted Lillian; I hear something!\\nSilence fell upon all, and, while listening, they dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntinctly heard a rippling on the edge of the river, evi\u00c2\u00ac\\ndently caused by the motion of a paddle.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cGood!\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed Pipkins, in an undertone;", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 67\\nthat s old Jud or Red Plume, come back to keep us\\ncompany.\\nPerhaps it is not, said Edith, who could not un\u00c2\u00ac\\nderstand why either of their friends should return at\\nthis time, when she had reason to believe that they were\\non the other side of the lake.\\nYes, it is! said the delighted Pipkins, starting in\\nthe direction of the sound.\\nThe young lady would have added a word of warn\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, but he was immediately beyond the sound of her\\ncautious undertone.\\nThe sound which had caught their attention was so\\nslight that the young man was compelled to stop every\\nmoment or so to listen. Thus guided, he made his way\\nto the edge of the water, where he caught sight\\nof a canoe with a single occupant. A moment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s scru\u00c2\u00ac\\ntiny was necessary before he could make out that it was\\nan Indian in the boat.\\nHallo, Red Plume! I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m deuced glad to see you, for\\nit\u00e2\u0080\u0099s getting to be the greatest bore\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nBut it wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t Red Plume!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XI\\nA HEROINE\\nAugustus Pipkins dashed headlong back to where\\nhis terrified cousins awaited him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIt isn t Red Plume! it s another Indian! and he s\\ngoing to kill us all!\\nIt would be difficult to describe the confusion that\\nfollowed. Mrs. Muggins began her unearthly scream\u00c2\u00ac\\ning; Lillian, with a gasp of terror, started to flee, when\\nher arm was caught and held by Edith.\\nWait, sister; you know I have a weapon.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nCowering like the wounded bird, she shrank against\\nher sister as if there was safety in her presence.\\nThunderation! I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m going to climb a tree! mut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered Pipkins, who threw his arms around a small sap\u00c2\u00ac\\nling, and was up among the branches in a twinkling.\\nIt was the fact that the Indian was a hostile Sioux,\\nwho, however, was coming up the river, without any\\nthought of there being any one concealed near the\\nshore, and he would have passed in ignorance had he\\nnot been arrested by the sounds of words which reached\\nhis ears.\\nHe was a painted fiend, fully fitted to be the compan-\\n68", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n69\\nion of the merciless devils on the other side of the lake,\\nand who instantly checked his boat at the prospect of\\ngetting the blood of some innocent victims.\\nHe started hastily after the fleeing Pipkins, and\\nwould have overhauled him very speedily had he not\\nbeen checked by his own habits of precaution. Not\\nknowing who composed the party of fugitives, he made\\na brief reconnoissance to be certain of the danger he\\nhad to encounter.\\nWhen this reconnoissance was finished, Pipkins was\\nperched in the tree, Mrs. Muggins had partly ceased\\nher screeching, and Edith and Lillian were standing, si\u00c2\u00ac\\nlent and waiting.\\nHad it been during the day, an observer would have\\nnoticed that the elder sister held her hand in her bosom,\\nin a manner which showed that it was not the emotion\\nof fear alone which actuated her.\\nShe gazed fixedly in the direction of the expected\\nsavage, and with her left arm thrown protectingly\\naround Lillian, she awaited his approach with the calm\u00c2\u00ac\\nness of a marble statue.\\nThe truth was that that delicate right hand was rest\u00c2\u00ac\\ning upon the handle of a small, beautiful single-bar\u00c2\u00ac\\nrelled pistol\u00e2\u0080\u0094a present from Fielding, who, perhaps,\\nthought it was as appropriate for her to carry as for\\nhim to own.\\nBut a few minutes passed when the savage strode\\nforward and looked about him. Whether he had seen", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "7o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nPipkins ascend the tree or not can only be imagined,\\nbut certain it is he looked up and raised his gun.\\nBlazes! don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t shoot! called out the terrified man.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll come down and surrender.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith which he slid as nimbly down the tree as if it\\nhad been oiled expressly for that purpose.\\nThe savage evidently intended his demonstration as\\na summons to surrender, for he lowered his piece. But\\nthe evil dog meant mischief. As he turned his head,\\nEdith saw the glitter of his eye, and she knew that\\nthere was murder in it.\\nAs the party stood, Mrs. Muggins was within an\\narm\u00e2\u0080\u0099s length of the redskin, while the sisters were\\nsomewhat to the left and double the distance away,\\nwhile Pipkins was almost behind him, endeavoring to\\nedge around so as to interpose a tree between him and\\nhis dreaded enemy.\\nMrs. Muggins had become silent, and for a moment\\nnot a word was uttered by a single member of this sin\u00c2\u00ac\\ngular group. But the housekeeper could contain her\u00c2\u00ac\\nself no longer.\\nYou\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll get it, you bad, good-for-nothing dog! I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nlet you know we have friends\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPoor woman! they were the last words she ever ut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered. At that instant there was a lightning-like move\u00c2\u00ac\\nment of the Indian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s arms as he threw his body slightly\\nforward, and Edith caught the flash of the knife-blade\\nas it was sheathed to the hilt in the bosom of the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n7i\\nwoman, who sank down and expired without another\\nword.\\nThis wanton murder roused the whole devil in the\\nSioux\u00e2\u0080\u0099s nature, and with a slight whoop he swung the\\nreeking knife overhead and made toward the two girls.\\nIn the indistinct gloom of the wood the redskin\\nlooked like a demon of the darkness as Edith saw him\\nstriding toward her.\\nLillian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s head was buried in the dress of her sister,\\nand she saw nothing and knew nothing of the frightful\\nscene that had just been enacted.\\nNever a limb moved Edith Prescott, except to draw\\nher hand from her bosom and raise her right arm.\\nThe muzzle of the pistol almost touched the forehead\\nof the Indian, when the trigger was pulled, and the\\ntiny bullet went clear and clean through his brain, and,\\nwith a spasmodic upthrowing of the arms, he fell over\\ndead.\\nIt was done almost in the twinkling of an eye. The\\ndischarge of the pistol followed close upon the knife-\\nthrust, and the murderer and his victim lay side by side.\\nThe sisters were safe, and so was their cousin, but\\npoor Mrs. Muggins was dead at their very feet.\\nIt was several moments before Pipkins got the truth\\nthrough his head. He knew that Edith owned a pistol,\\nbut he had no suspicion that she had it with her, and it\\nwas his supposition that the shot had been fired by the\\nIndian himself.\\nBut as he saw the two sisters still standing, while the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "72\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ndark form of the Sioux was stretched before them, he\\nbegan to suspect that there had been a mistake made\\nsomewhere.\\nI say\u00e2\u0080\u0094say\u00e2\u0080\u0094Edith, who fired that pistol? Was\\nit you, now? Where\u00e2\u0080\u0099s that Indian? Is he dead?\\nHe is dead, and so is Mrs. Muggins! replied the\\ngirl, her feelings giving way now that the danger had\\npassed, while she covered her face.\\nI see she has left this world of sorrow,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the\\nunfeeling Pipkins, that is, she has shuffled off the\\nmortal bucket\u00e2\u0080\u0094no, I mean has kicked the coil\u00e2\u0080\u0094hang\\nit, my Shakespeare has got a little mixed.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFor the first time Lillian uncovered her face and\\nlooked about her.\\nIt is a singular thing this,human nature of ours!\\nWho shall explain its contradictions and inconsisten\u00c2\u00ac\\ncies?\\nThe stern, dignified, magnificent Edith Prescott was\\nnow shuddering and sobbing in her sorrow; the petite,\\nairy, fairy Lillian,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was without a tear or a tremor.\\nIt was almost as if they had changed their natures\\nfor the time. Leaving the side of her sister, Lillian\\nwalked to the prostrate form of Mrs. Muggins, stooped\\ndown, and placed her hand upon the face.\\nIt was still warm, and a thrill of hope went over her\\nat the thought that, perhaps, she was living; she for\u00c2\u00ac\\ngetting, in the terrible shock of woe, that the body had\\nnot yet been given time to lose its vital heat.\\nThen she called her by name and raised her head, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n73\\nreceiving no reply, she attempted to place her hand\\nupon her heart.\\nAs she did so, she touched the awful wound from\\nwhich the life-blood was silently flowing.\\nShe realized the truth, and with a faint exclamation\\nof horror she sank back, fainting, upon the earth.\\nNow, this is what I call confounded rough!\u00e2\u0080\u009d mut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered Pipkins, who was hardly equal to the scene. If\\nthings keep on in this way, we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll all go to the demnition\\nbow-wows. Come, Lillian, don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t faint\u00e2\u0080\u0094try and make\\na man of yourself; and, Edith, hangnation! what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the\\nuse? Look at me! I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m just as good as ever I was. I\\nain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t afraid of anything. Do try and act like sensible\\nmen.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe great grief of Edith was only temporary in its\\nmanifestation. By a powerful effort she subdued her\\nfeelings, and became herself again\u00e2\u0080\u0094calm, serene, and\\nself-possessed. Kneeling down beside Lillian, she\\nsoothed her with a few gentle words, and the two arose\\nto their feet, prepared for any duty that might appear\\nto open before them.\\nWhat shall we do asked Edith, directing her\\nquestions to Pipkins, who had moved as far away from\\nthe dead bodies as possible, without going out of sight\\nof his cousins.\\nLet\u00e2\u0080\u0099s go to Chicago; there ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t any Indians there.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe must leave this place; I cannot stay in sight of\\nthat\u00e2\u0080\u009d she said, pointing with a shudder toward the\\ndark form of the body of the savage.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "74\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nIt is a deuced unpleasant sight, and I would be sat\u00c2\u00ac\\nisfied never to look upon the noble red man again, as\\nlong as I live.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYet we cannot leave her here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow are we going to help it Do you expect I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m\\ngoing to tote her round on my back? I rather guess I\\nain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t. What good will it do Ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t the poor thing as\\nwell off here as anywhere else? and,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added, in a\\nvoice which was heard by no one but himself, ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nher husband better off than he ever was?\\nIt seems cruel to leave her alone in the woods,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nEdith, looking mournfully downward, but we can in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndeed do nothing; we cannot bury her, nor can we take\\nher with us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMy views exactly,\u00e2\u0080\u009d Pipkins hastened to say.\\nLeave her here until matters are settled. The men\\ncan come here and put her under ground after all the\\nfolks have been killed\u00e2\u0080\u0094there\u00e2\u0080\u0094there\u00e2\u0080\u0094I didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t mean\\nthat; don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t go to whimpering, Lillian, at every mistake\\na fellow makes. I meant to say, that after the Indians\\nhad all been driven away from the other side the lake,\\nand everything has settled down serene like, why we\\ncan all gather here and give the late Mrs. Muggins a\\nfirst-class burial\u00e2\u0080\u0094that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I was driving at.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut where shall we go? If we wander off too far,\\nthey will not be able to find us, and Red Plume told us\\nnot to leave this place.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think you were going to shoot one of\\nthese interlopers, in aboriginal shape,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Pipkins,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n75\\nwho seemed to be totally wanting in his sense of the\\nfitness of things/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 and who, as we have shown, could\\nbe light and frivolous at the most solemn times.\\nIf you have any special admiration for a Sioux in\\na state of suspended animation, Edith, we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll camp\\naround this specimen; but the only thing I admire\\nabout him is his blanket, which I will confiscate.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs the Indian had fallen, his robe was mostly under\\nhim. Pipkins, however, did not hesitate to draw it\\nfrom beneath him, with such abrupt violence, that the\\nbody turned almost entirely over.\\nThere! exclaimed the exquisite, stepping to\\nLillian, and throwing it upon her shoulders, that will\\nhelp protect you from the night dew.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHad a rattlesnake dropped upon her shoulders, the\\ngirl could not have started with a more convulsive hor\u00c2\u00ac\\nror, than when she felt the loathsome garment descend\\nand clasp her.\\nFlinging it to the ground, she sprang away from it,\\nas if it were a deadly peril. Her cousin coolly picked\\nit up.\\nWill you take it, Edith?\\nNo; I would perish first.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAll right,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Pipkins, as he folded it about\\nhim, and strutted back and forth, I find it very com\u00c2\u00ac\\nfortable. You know that I dress rather\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is, rather\\nwell \u00e2\u0080\u0094and this will help protect my clothing. But we\\nmust proceed to business. The question is, whether we", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "7 6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nare to stay here or somewhere else until morning. I\\nbelieve we all favor moving away.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat is true,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Edith, but I meant that we\\nshould go a short distance; that is, so as to be beyond\\nall sight of what is here, but not to desert our friend.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes; let us go,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Lillian\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009c but we have no\\nboat.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Indian has left his canoe on the bank.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want any,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith; we will go only\\na short distance, and that by land.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe three moved cautiously forward, the man at the\\nhead treading with something of the air of a conqueror.\\nIn fact, Augustus Pipkins never experienced a\\ngreater sense of his importance, (which is saying a\\ngreat deal,) than he did, when acting as guide to his\\ncousins.\\nSh! not too fast! he whispered, turning about,\\nand making a warning gesticulation. We ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t out of\\ndanger yet.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHave you heard anything asked Edith, shrink\u00c2\u00ac\\ning back.\\nThere was a slight rustling, that sounded to me\\nlike the tread of an Indian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s moccasin, but I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t sure.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEdith Prescott hastily stepped to him and whis\u00c2\u00ac\\npered\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t go any further in that direction, until you\\nascertain.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nStay here till I reconnoitre, then.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe ladies stood motionless, while Pipkins began", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n77\\nstealing forward, with no more expectation of encoun\u00c2\u00ac\\ntering an enemy, than he had of meeting his employer\\nin Chicago.\\nThe fugitives had started directly toward the river,\\nand the young man was now but a short distance from\\nit.\\nBut he had gone but a few feet further, when a shiver\\nof terror ran over him, as he heard an unmistakable\\nmovement in the bushes directly before him.\\nJingo! and I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got anything but my pipe,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nthought he, as he paused, undecided whether to retreat\\nor to stand a moment longer until satisfied of the nature\\nof the danger.\\nHe listened with a throbbing heart, but all the sound\\nthat reached him was the dull report of a rifle, which\\ncame faintly across the lake, and told of the situation\\nof their friends.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t hear anything, and, maybe, I was mistaken.\\nGood heavens!\\nAt that instant a dark body came suddenly and al\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost noiselessly out of the water, and in a prone posi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion rapidly approached him. Pipkins turned to flee,\\nbut in his haste, fell headlong to the ground, and ere\\nhe could rise, there was a rushing sound, and the\\ncreature, whatever it was, had vanished.\\nJingo! what was it? he asked, rising on his hands\\nand knees, and staring about him.\\nSome wild animal,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Lillian, laughing out\u00c2\u00ac\\nright, at the ridiculous figure her cousin cut, and for-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "78 THE RED PLUME\\ngetting for the moment the fearful peril which im\u00c2\u00ac\\npended over all.\\nI think it was a bear,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Edith.\\nDidn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I frighten him, though I never saw an ani\u00c2\u00ac\\nmal run like that!\\nWhich was frightened the most, you or he\\nasked Lillian, endeavoring to suppress her laughter.\\nMe! What\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the matter with me? demanded the\\nirate Pipkins, rising to his feet. That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the way to\\nscare a bear; haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you ever heard, that if you get\\ndown on all fours, any wild animal will run, because he\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t understand to what species you belong? Having\\nno gun to shoot him with, that was my plan of action.\\nI say, Edith, you had better reload that pistol of\\nyours.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI have nothing with which to reload it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied.\\nWhile they continued speaking, Pipkins was search\u00c2\u00ac\\ning up and down the bank for the Indian canoe. He\\nhad little difficulty in finding it, and called the attention\\nof his cousins to it.\\nAt this instant, Edith caught the arm of her sister\\nand drew her back.\\nThere is another enemy,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she whispered.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098\u00e2\u0080\u0098No; he is a friend replied Lillian, who spake\\nfrom the heart.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "Q\\nCHAPTER XII\\nCOMPANIONS DU VOYAGE\\nHere our pen must linger a few moments, while we\\nturn aside to record an incident which, in its results,\\nhas an intimate connection with the closing events of\\nthis history.\\nOn this same eventful afternoon, a small canoe was\\nmaking its way up Crescent River, toward Manyo-han,\\nor Sleeping Water. In it were seated two men, a Cau\u00c2\u00ac\\ncasian and American, the latter of whom was using his\\npaddle with all the skill and power characteristic of his\\npeople. He was a diminutive, weazen-faced, dried-up\\nIndian, known as the Otter, and for a dozen years past\\nhad served as a runner between the different frontier\\nposts, having during that time done good service for\\nGeneral Harney, and other commanders in the West.\\nAt present he was stationed at Fort Grandon, a post\\nsomething less than fifty miles distant from the scene\\nof the incidents we have narrated, and he was now en\u00c2\u00ac\\ngaged in rowing Colonel George Havens up Crescent\\nRiver to his uncle\u00e2\u0080\u0099s, Captain Swarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s, where he\\nwas to make a call and then return to the fort and take\\ncharge of the forces there during the temporary ab\u00c2\u00ac\\nsence of the General, who was the commandant.\\n79", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "So\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nBut Colonel Havens had two days yet before he was\\nto assume his new duties, that is, two days from the\\nmorning of the one upon which he left Fort Grandon.\\nHe calculated it would take the better part of a day to\\nreach his uncle\u00e2\u0080\u0099s, and something less to return, so that,\\nif no accident occurred, he would be able to spend sev\u00c2\u00ac\\neral hours with Captain Swarthausen, and get back all\\nin good time.\\nWe have spoken of his proposed visit to the Cap\u00c2\u00ac\\ntain\u00e2\u0080\u0099s. This was his nominal errand, and yet, it may\\nas well be confessed at this point, that on the shore of\\nthe beautiful Sleeping Water was a far more powerful\\nattraction, it being understood at the same time that\\nthe young officer was not lacking, in the slightest de\u00c2\u00ac\\ngree, in his affection toward the one who had been such\\nan indulgent friend to him.\\nBut airy, fair Lilian \u00e2\u0080\u009d\u00e2\u0080\u0094this Rose in the Solitude\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094this Flower of the Wood, this personification of rip\u00c2\u00ac\\npling laughter, of sparkling eyes, of pearly teeth, of\\nmerry light-heartedness, of sunshiny hair, of the very\\ngrace of movement and poetry of motion, with her pe\u00c2\u00ac\\ntite form of matchless symmetry, whose light foot\\nshone like jewel set in a dark crag,\u00e2\u0080\u009d and whose voice\\nfloated over Manyo-han, like the trilling notes of fairy\\nmusic\u00e2\u0080\u0094this was the one who, months before had won\\nthe heart of the handsome young officer, who had lib\u00c2\u00ac\\nerally feed the Otter to get hence to the lake, without a\\nmoment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s unnecessary delay\\nThe Colonel reclined in the stern of the canoe,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nquietly smoking his Havana, while the iron\\nskin kept the light structure skimming like\\nup the river.\\nWith every mile they advanced, it seemed as 11\\nheart throbbed faster and faster, for was he not ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproaching closer to the one who had scarcely been ab\u00c2\u00ac\\nsent from his sleeping or waking thoughts during the\\nlast six months\\nHad he not heard that sweet laughter in the midst of\\nbattle, above the scream of shell, the thunder of can\u00c2\u00ac\\nnon, and the shrieks of the wounded and dying? Had\\nnot that spirit-like form floated in the sulphurous\\nclouds above him, even in the din of the fight ?\u00e2\u0080\u0094had it\\nnot beckoned to him in the cold moonlit sky, when on\\nthe silent march ?\u00e2\u0080\u0094and now when the fates of war\\nhad carried him so close to the reality herself, he was\\nnot the one to turn his back upon his own good fortune.\\nAnd so he lay back in the boat, and indulged in those\\ndreams so blissful to the young lover, in which hope\\nbuilt her fairy castles, and the future was robed in all\\nthe roseate hues that heart could sigh for.\\nI am soon to see her,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he muttered to himself, smil\u00c2\u00ac\\ning at the thought, while his heart gave an additional\\nthrob. She does not expect me, but she will be none\\nthe less pleased for all that.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd then the Colonel pictured their last interview\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nthe moonlit sail across the lake. Fielding, the young\\nFriend, handsome, gallant and modest, was kind\\nenough to attend to the sail and rudder, although he", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nSerial assistance from Edith, who sat be-\\nand seemed not at all displeased that the\\njss of the boat compelled them to keep so very\\n_,n each other.\\nBut he and Lilian were in the bow, and the broad\\nsail, intervening between them and those in the stern,\\nmade them as much alone as if they were in the soli\u00c2\u00ac\\ntude of the desert.\\nAnd sitting there, he held the delicate white hand in\\nhis own, and, after a vast deal of manoeuvring, suc\u00c2\u00ac\\nceeded in drawing the golden curls against his breast,\\nwhere he resolutely held them, looking down upon the\\nangel-like face, and wishing in his heart that the moon\u00c2\u00ac\\nlight voyage might continue forever.\\nColonel Havens, as a matter of course, had heard of\\nthe outbreak of the Sioux in Minnesota, and the Otter\\nhad given some intimations of the settlers in the vicin\u00c2\u00ac\\nity of Sleeping Water Lake being exposed to danger,\\nbut he had not reflected seriously upon it, and it did\\nnot now disturb his meditations of the happiness that\\nwas so near at hand.\\nThe afternoon gradually wore away, and still the\\narms of the Indian worked with the untiring steadiness\\nof a steam-engine, and, lulled by the soft motion of the\\nboat and his own soothing meditations, the young offi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncer gradually sank into a drowsy sleep, from which he\\nwas aroused by the sudden stopping of the boat.\\nWhat is the matter he asked, starting up and\\nlooking about him.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n83\\nThe Indian made no reply, but motioned to him to\\nremain silent. They had reached a narrow portion of\\nthe river, deeply shaded with woods upon one side,\\nwhile a level plain on the left stretched up the stream\\nfor a fourth of a mile, where the forest was resumed,\\nmaking each bank of the stream dark with the luxuri\u00c2\u00ac\\nant foliage.\\nHavens knew that something was wrong, and he\\nstared in every direction and listened acutely; but, as\\nhe neither saw nor heard anything unusual, he asked,\\nrather impatiently,\\nu What\u00e2\u0080\u0099s up, Otter?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSee, there,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the redskin, pointing up\\nstream, toward the beginning of the woods on the left.\\nThe Colonel followed directions, but could detect\\nnothing unusual. While he was looking, the Otter,\\nwho spoke English like a native, fixed his beadlike eyes\\nupon him, and a peculiar smile added several addi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntional wrinkles to his parchment-like face.\\nYou see nothing? he asked a few moments later.\\nNothing but the prairie and the woods beyond.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLook sharp now.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI have done all I could.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLook above the trees.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAh! now he saw it. A thin, dark column of smoke\\nrose perpendicularly upward like the faint outlines of\\nsome shaft of iron through the trees, and told of the\\nunmistakable camp-fire beneath them.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "8 4\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWhat of it? he asked; they are a party of red\u00c2\u00ac\\nskins I suppose.\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nYes; they are Sioux.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAre you afraid of them\\nYes, they kill all the white people; they would kill\\nthe Otter, too, for he is the friend of the white people.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nColonel Havens sat bolt upright, and a chill of terror\\nran through him, as he recalled the accounts he had\\nheard of the Sioux massacres; accounts, too, that he\\nknew were based on truth.\\nGood heavens! and what has become of hert he\\nexclaimed.\\nOf whom?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nCaptain Swarthausen, and our friends who live\\nalong the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThey are in a bad place.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen why do we tarry here? Let us hurry to their\\nrelief.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Otter dipped the paddle, and sent the canoe\\nswiftly and silently up the stream, until he was close to\\nthe woods, and not far from the camp-fire.\\nYou stay here till I see who they are.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith this the redskin stepped lightly out of the boat\\nand disappeared in the wood, while his impatient com\u00c2\u00ac\\npanion had nothing to do but to await his return.\\nBut scarcely ten minutes had passed, when there was\\nheard the sharp crack of a rifle, followed by a frghtful\\nshriek, which he was certain came from the Otter, who\\nmust have been detected and shot, almost at the mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment he came within sight of the camp-fire.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 85\\nWhat to do the Colonel was unable to decide for\\nsome moments\u00e2\u0080\u0094whether to retreat, advance or remain\\nwhere he was. Satisfied that he must now face the\\ndanger alone, he stealthily worked his way up stream,\\nuntil he had gotten fairly beyond the neighborhood of\\nthe camp-fire, when he plied his paddle more vigor\u00c2\u00ac\\nously, and thus it was that he glided by the shore where\\nthe fugitives were concealed just at the moment the sis\u00c2\u00ac\\nters descried him.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIII\\nLOVE AND JEALOUSY\\nThe recognition was mutual and simultaneous. Shy\u00c2\u00ac\\ning his canoe sharply against the bank, Colonel Havens\\nsprang out, and warmly grasped the hands of the sis\u00c2\u00ac\\nters, while it was only by a strong effort that he pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nvented himself from catching Lillian and pressing her\\nto his heart.\\nWhat does this mean? he asked, in amazement.\\nEdith, in a few minutes, explained everything\u00e2\u0080\u0094how\\nthey came to be there, what had happened on the other\\nside of the lake, and why they were waiting.\\nHavens was astounded.\\nI never dreamed of such a thing; and so Mrs. Mug\u00c2\u00ac\\ngins is dead, poor soul! I will go across the lake to the\\nassistance of our friends,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, making a movement\\ntoward the boat.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; you shall not,\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed Lillian, stepping\\nforward and laying hold upon his, arm.\\nIf you could be of any assistance, we would tell you\\nto go,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Edith; but Red Plume and Jud would\\nbe displeased to have you go there. If they could see\\nyou coming, they would send you back.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nStill the Colonel hesitated, his impulses drawing him\\n86", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n87\\ntoward the scene of danger; but second thought con\u00c2\u00ac\\nvinced him that Edith had spoken the truth, and he\\ngave over his intention of crossing the lake.\\nSeveral times Augustus Pipkins had coughed and\\ncleared his throat, but in the excitement of the occasion\\nhe was not noticed, until Lillian suddenly recollected\\nherself, and introduced the two gentlemen.\\nExtremely happy to make your acquaintance, sir,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nsaid the exquisite, raising his hat, and bowing in his\\nmost elaborate style.\\nThe officer politely returned the salutation, but in\\nthat single second, when their hands touched, the\\nsharpest pain of his life thrilled his soul\u00e2\u0080\u0094the poignant\\npang of jealousy, that goes through the heart like the\\nthrust of the Italian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s stiletto.\\nWhy was this popinjay here? What if he was the\\ncousin of Lillian Did that give him the right to play\\nthe gallant to her The marriage of cousins was not so\\nunfrequent an occurrence as to make it at all improba\u00c2\u00ac\\nble that these two were betrothed. Indeed, the proba\u00c2\u00ac\\nbility was that they bore such a relation to each other.\\nIt is singular how much a jealous man can think of\\nin a very few minutes. Colonel Havens did not remem\u00c2\u00ac\\nber that either of the sisters had ever mentioned the\\nname of their cousin, in his presence, until now.\\nWhy this reticence? Why this studied silence re\u00c2\u00ac\\ngarding him? Did it not point to the dreadful fact of\\ntheir engagement?\\nSuch were the questions which seethed through the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "88\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nbrain of the lover, and his own answers to which almost\\nmaddened him into turning around and going down\\nthe river without exchanging another word with any of\\nthem.\\nBut enough sense remained to prevent this consum\u00c2\u00ac\\nmation of rudeness.\\nYou were approaching the river when I came up,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nsaid he; why was that\\nWe cannot remain in this place, with its dreadful\\nassociations,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Edith. We were going to move\\nonly a short distance.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI see you have a boat; why not go with me to Fort\\nGrandon, where you will be safe?\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sensible,\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed Pipkins; I second\\nthat motion. Let us once get into Fort Grandon, and\\nthen they can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t hurt us, even if they do kill all on the\\nother side of the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou may go, cousin; but Lillian and I will remain\\nhere.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd why will you stay here? asked Havens.\\nIt would be a living death for us, so long as we\\nknew nothing of their fate,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she answered. \u00e2\u0080\u009cWe prom\u00c2\u00ac\\nised Red Plume and Jud to await them here, and there\\nmay be a great deal of danger between here and Fort\\nGrandon.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Colonel recalled his experience in coming up the\\nriver, and he coincided with the speaker.\\nYou will remain with us? she added, inquiringly.\\nI must be at Fort Grandon to-morrow night, or", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n89\\nrun the risk of being cashiered; but, if my presence will\\nadd any additional security to your situation, I will not\\nhesitate a moment.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe deuce of the matter is that my furlough will\\nbe up before I can get back to Chicago,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins,\\nand I shouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t wonder if I got cashiered, too. That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nwhy I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m rather anxious to be under way.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou are welcome to go whenever you wish,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nEdith, with quiet dignity. We can very well spare\\nyou.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOf course, I can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t go unless you go with me, and\\nI still hope you will change your mind.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI may as well tell you that there are Indians down\\nthe river.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nConfound it! is that so Then I guess we\u00e2\u0080\u0099d better\\nwait,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Pipkins. I say, if we are going to\\nmake a change of base, it is time we were at it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSuppose we go up the stream a little ways,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nColonel Havens; you will then be nearer your friends,\\nand more likely to see them when they come down\\nstream.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis proposal was acted upon. Pipkins was some\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhat amazed when Lillian took her seat in the Colonel\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nboat, but as it was too late to prevent it, he acquiesced,\\nand assumed the lead with Edith in the stern of his ca\u00c2\u00ac\\nnoe.\\nThey moved only a hundred yards or so when they\\ncame to rest, where the overhanging limbs and under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth were, if possible, still more luxuriant.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "9 o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWhen they had halted, a sort of couch was made for\\nEdith in the bow of the boat, while Pipkins wrapped\\nhimself up in his great-coat, and speedily fell asleep in\\nthe stern.\\nAs Havens noticed this arrangement of matters, he\\nspoke to Lillian:\\nHave you any objection to remaining in the boat\\nfor awhile?\\nShe consented rather reluctantly, as it struck him,\\nand he dropped a little ways down stream, so as to be\\nbeyond ear-shot of those who were in the other boat.\\nFastening the prow of his canoe to a limb, he was then\\nat liberty to say what he chose to the vision of loveli\u00c2\u00ac\\nness beside him.\\nHis first remark was very characteristic of a lover.\\nThis is the time I have longed for, for many a\\nmonth, and the hours will now fly on golden wings.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI am sorry you cannot remain longer,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied\\nLillian, who was thinking of father and mother on the\\nother side of the lake.\\nHad I dreamed of anything like this, I would have\\nmanaged to have my leave of absence extended; but as\\nit is, I must leave at daylight at the latest, else I shall\\nnot make Fort Grandon in time.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut you said there was danger on the way.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere seems to be danger everywhere, as much in\\none place as another. It even found you out in your\\nhiding-place.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt was my cousin\u00e2\u0080\u0099s fault. I do not think we shall", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n9 1\\nbe disturbed again, but you probably will in going\\nback.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIf I came safe, is there not reason to hope that I\\nwill be equally fortunate in returning\\nHe had not told her of the death of the Otter, else\\nshe would never have assented to his going back alone,\\neven though he incurred the risk of being dismissed\\nthe service.\\nShe was oppressed with sadness, and as the sense of\\ndanger draws kindred hearts nearer together, they\\nseemed attracted toward each other, and again Havens\\nfelt the delight of holding that sunshiny head upon his\\nshoulder.\\nIt was indeed a pure happiness for which he was\\nwilling to brave ten-fold the danger he had encoun\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered, and which really imperilled his remembrance of\\nthe time when his furlough expired.\\nFor some moments they sat in silence, she enfolded\\nin his strong arm, and the hearts of both overflowing.\\nThen he felt a tear drop upon his hand, and he asked, in\\nthe softest of voices:\\nWhat is it that troubles you, Lillian?\\nFather and mother\u00e2\u0080\u0094shall I ever see them again?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLet us hope for the best. If you wish it I will go\\nout upon the lake. Shall I\\nShe instantly nodded her head in the affirmative\u00e2\u0080\u0094a\\nreply which somewhat surprised him, and he repeated\\nit.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "92\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nLet us go part way\u00e2\u0080\u0094near enough to learn what\\nhas become of them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe next instant the fastening of the canoe was\\nloosened, and it began moving slowly up the river.\\nIt was Haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099s wish to pass their friends without\\nattracting their attention, but the vigilance of Edith\\nprevented. Although her companion was sound asleep,\\nshe was not; and, as they came opposite, she inquired\\nwhere they were going.\\nWe shall not be gone long,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Lillian, evad\u00c2\u00ac\\ning a direct reply. Wait here for us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEdith added a word or two, which were not intelligi\u00c2\u00ac\\nble\u00e2\u0080\u0094so the lovers passed on, and soon were beyond\\nsight and hearing.\\nColonel Havens handled his paddle very gently, and\\nit was with some trepidation that he found himself en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntering the lake, on the banks of which such stirring\\nscenes were enacting at that very moment.\\nThey had gone scarcely a hundred feet, when Lillian\\ngasped, with a shudder of terror:\\nLook Nook!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat which had arrested her attention was the sight\\nof a burning house directly before them.\\nHavens paused and looked fixedly at it, while he felt\\nthe canoe tremble from the agonizing sobs of Lillian.\\nScanning it carefully for a moment, he quickly\\nturned his head.\\nIt is not your house, dearest; it is Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n93\\nInexpressibly relieved, but still doubting, she looked\\nup.\\nAre you sure\\nI suspected it from the first, but I did not mention\\nit until I felt certain I would raise no false hope. Don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nyou see that your house lies off here, and Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s is\\nmore to the right he asked, pointing away in the\\ndarkness.\\nA closer examination confirmed the truth of the\\ncolonel\u00e2\u0080\u0099s remarks, and, as may be supposed, lifted a\\nheavy burden from the heart of both.\\nBut if they can burn one, they can burn the other,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nshe added, after the fire had begun to die away.\\nPerhaps they can, but it looks to me as if Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house was not defended at all. I listened, and\\nheard no sound of firing; did you\\nShe was obliged to say that she had not.\\nThen the only wonder is that it did not go before.\\nWhen they come to make kindling-wood of the other,\\nthat will be a different thing; they will find several in\\ntheir path who will have something to say about the\\nmatter.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut how can father and mother get away asked\\nthe daughter, who had racked her brain for hour after\\nhour in attempting to answer the question herself. If\\nthey are besieged there, who but God can relieve\\nthem\\nMore unlikely things than that have been done.\\nWhen I heard that Red Plume and old Jubal Judkins", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "94\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwere mixed up in this business, I felt more hope than I\\ndid before. That Red Plume, especially, is one of the\\nsharpest redskins that ever lived. You ought to have\\nheard some of the stories of his exploits that the Otter\\ntold me in coming up the river.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDid you have a companion?\\nPart way,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Colonel, somewhat embar\u00c2\u00ac\\nrassed but he left me a number of miles down the\\nriver.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere was the ever present sense of danger, so long\\nas they remained so far out on the lake, and Havens al\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost unconsciously worked his boat back toward the\\nhead of the river from which it had issued.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAll in the gay and golden weather\\nTwo fair travelers, maid and man\\nSailed in a birchen boat together,\\nAnd sailed the way that the river ran;\\nAnd they were lovers, and well content,\\nSailing the way the river went.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLilian was silent and thoughtful. Her fears were\\nfor those on the other shore, while he who h A d the pad\u00c2\u00ac\\ndle could think of scarcely anything but her.\\nThere is a witching power in the moonlight, and it\\nthrows its magic veil over the homely as well as the\\nlovely, softening down each roughness, and making all\\nbeautiful.\\nAnd there was just enough of the silvery, gossamer\\nlight to give a spiritual loveliness to Lillian Prescott\\nsuch as had only visited her lover in his dreams of the\\nangels.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "They had scarcely gone a hundred feet when Lillian gasped,\\nLook look P. 92.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "V\\nU", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n95\\nHe looked down upon the snowy forehead and face,\\nwith the beautifully pencilled eyebrows, and delicate\\nnose, and perfectly cut features, the small, symmetrical\\nform, and, like a true admirer, wondered why the\\nwhole world did not hasten to Sleeping Water to pay\\nadoration at her feet.\\nAh! if I can but claim this fair one,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he reflected,\\nthen shall such happiness be mine as all will envy.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut the same old Shadow again hovered over him.\\nWas Lillian as trustful and loving as she should be?\\nWas not this quiescent languor born of indifference\\ntoward him, as well as of anxiety about her parents\\nTrue, she could not but feel the keenest anguish for\\nthose who were in such frightful peril, but she ought to\\nhave had a single thought at least for him at her side,\\nwho was never tired of gazing in her face, of listening\\nto her words, and obeying her slightest command.\\nThe most ardent love is the most selfish, and the tor\u00c2\u00ac\\nment of jealousy is the keenest in that heart which is\\naffectionate above all others.\\nColonel Havens fought the phantom like a hero, but\\nit would not down. He endeavored to thrust it behind\\nhim, but the hated figure of the Chicago exquisite con\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly hovered before his eyes.\\nHe was a cousin of the family (so ran his medita\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions), and, consequently, had visited them before, and\\nfrequently. He and Lillian had known each other for\\nyears, and, unless he was welcome and well-treated, he", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "9 6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwould not be likely to remain so long a time in such an\\nout-of-the-way place in Minnesota.\\nThe lover strove his best to keep away the frightful\\nconclusion, but it came like the thunderbolt of the quiv\u00c2\u00ac\\nering lightning. She and this insufferable Augustus\\nPipkins were betrothed lovers!\\nYes: the more he thought of it, the more convinced\\nof its truth did he become. He reasoned that any man\\nwho could dress well, look feminine, and talk vapid\\nnonsense was certainly the most popular with the other\\nsex; and, consequently, he who could lay claim to\\nneither of these attainments had no hope when brought\\nin contrast with him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhy did I leave Fort Grandon?\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the next\\nquestion which he asked himself, in his bitterness of\\nspirit; why did I come here to have my feelings lacer\u00c2\u00ac\\nated in this manner Fool that I was to suffer my love\\nto go out to any one of her kind!\\nEverything that came to his mind only confirmed his\\nbitter suspicions. The fact of Pipkins remaining so\\ncontentedly with Edith showed that he was so certain\\nof Lillian that he was willing to trust her with any one.\\nWould he not have done the same thing if he had\\nbeen given the promise of Lillian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hand? Certainly\\nany man would not fail to show that confidence in the\\nwoman of his choice.\\nHe was certain, too, that when she stepped in his\\nboat, it was done with a hesitating reluctance, which\\nproved that her heart went in the other. Did he not", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n97\\nrecollect the painful throb his own heart gave as the\\nsuspicion crossed his mind\\nStraws show the way the wind blows,\u00e2\u0080\u009d especially\\nin love, and Colonel Havens felt that, if there was any\\nreason for a person in the world to feel utterly misera\u00c2\u00ac\\nble, he had it. It was the contrast with his former hap\u00c2\u00ac\\npiness and exultation of feeling that made him so com\u00c2\u00ac\\npletely wretched.\\nA lover whose sensibilities are warped by jealousy is\\nnot apt to be considerate in his words, nor is it likely\\nthat they will be understood by the one to whom they\\nare addressed.\\nLillian,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, as he again dipped the paddle\\ninto the water, and moved slightly away from her,\\nyou said this Mr. Pipkins is a cousin of yours?\\nYes.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEven that monosyllable \u00e2\u0080\u009ctouched the lover; why\\ncouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t she use an additional word or two\\nHis home is in Chicago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat attraction can he find in this part of the\\nworld\\nThat is a singular question, and I might ask it,\\nwith more propriety, of you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI might have known it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d thought the half-de\u00c2\u00ac\\nmented lover. Instead of placing me on an equality\\nwith him, she puts him first.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOf course,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he said aloud, he would naturally be\\nattracted toward his cousins, and would be glad to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "9 8\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nmake them an occasional visit; but it seems to me he\\nhas a very lenient employer to allow him to spend so\\nmuch of his time away from his business.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSo he has,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Lillian, as she leaned over the\\ncanoe and plashed the cool water with her hand,\\nAnd he must find a special attraction here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nadded, as if he would probe his own wound to the bot\u00c2\u00ac\\ntom.\\nPerhaps he does,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the same indifferent reply;\\nso indifferent indeed that it almost maddened the\\ncolonel.\\nThe truth of it was that Lillian saw he was foolishly\\njealous, and she was willing to allow him to feel so.\\nShe was somewhat provoked that he should appear so\\nforgetful of their surroundings, so regardless of the\\nfrightful peril that hung over all, as to show that he\\nwas thinking only of himself and his admiration of her.\\nBesides she possessed the trait which seems to be the\\ninevitable characteristic of the gentler sex\u00e2\u0080\u0094the disposi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion to coquette with a man, to make light of his love,\\nand carefully to conceal her own.\\nShe understood what the matter was, and she had no\\ninclination to clear away the clouds, as she could have\\ndone in an instant by a word.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhat is his full name?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAugustus Adolphus Pipkins.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Colonel laughed somewhat scornfully.\\nPhoebus! what a name.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you like it?", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n99\\nIt is splendid\u00e2\u0080\u0094magnificent.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you really think so she asked, looking up in\\nthe most artless manner.\\nI never heard its equal.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI am glad to hear you say so; some persons think it\\nis not a good name, but I cannot see why.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI suppose he is good company.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIndeed he is; we have had many a pleasant sail on\\nthe lake, and I do not see how we could get along with\u00c2\u00ac\\nout Cousin Dolph.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I thought,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Havens to himself,\\nbut loud enough to be heard by his companion.\\nYou seem to be interested in our cousin,\u00e2\u0080\u009d contin\u00c2\u00ac\\nued Lillian, looking up again in the face of her lover.\\nI was not aware of any special interest.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen why so many questions about him\\nSimply because I had nothing better of which to\\nspeak.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOh! that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s it! He has been here several weeks, but\\nis now anxious to get back to his home again.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes, I saw that he was; such persons generally are\\neager to leave when any danger appears.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIf I am not mistaken Colonel Havens expects to be\\nat Fort Grandon to-morrow evening.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow that cut! the young man flushed, and barely\\nchecked the hot reply that came to his lips.\\nI have professed a willingness to stay, but I am\\nbound by the honor of a soldier to return.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Dolph promised to be in Chicago at an earlier date\\nof C\u00c2\u00ab", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "100\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthan he now can possibly reach there. Should any one\\nwonder, then, at his anxiety to fulfill his promise?\\nI see you are his champion,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Havens, impa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntiently. I wonder whether you would defend me so\\nviolently.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI do not know of any one who would attack you so\\nfiercely, in your absence.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThus it was; every reply of that golden-haired little\\nbeauty was like a Spanish dagger, sharp and keen,\\npiercing to the very heart.\\nI have said nothing of your magnificent cousin\\nwhich I would not say gladly to his face.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen why not wait until you have the opportu\u00c2\u00ac\\nnity?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI do not care enough about him to meddle in his\\naffairs.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian laughed softly.\\nHow strange! when he seems to have occupied\\nyour thoughts to the exclusion of everything else, ever\\nsince we have been on the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIndeed,\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed the lover, in a voice which was\\nmeant to be of a polar frigidity.\\nHow strange! If we are to judge of one\u00e2\u0080\u0099s thoughts\\nby his words, you surely will not deny that my hand\u00c2\u00ac\\nsome cousin has occupied a large share of your\\nthoughts during the last half hour.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI am sure not so much of mine as of yours.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPerhaps you are right,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied, in her in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndifferent manner, as she leaned over the boat, and dal\u00c2\u00ac\\nlied with her hand in the water.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nIOI\\nI am sure of it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Havens, compressing his\\nlips to keep back his feelings.\\nI will not dispute you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFor the time the girl had forgotten the shadow upon\\nher heart. Now that her mind had been withdrawn\\nfrom the appalling gloom which enfolded her so long,\\nit was curious that it kept itself away so long.\\nThis man loves me,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she reflected, as she leaned si\u00c2\u00ac\\nlently over the side of the boat. He is brave, and no\u00c2\u00ac\\nble, and manly, but he is jealous, and he has no reason\\nto be so, for he is the superior of my cousin in every re\u00c2\u00ac\\nspect. He is handsomer, too, yet he is jealous all the\\nsame. It will not hurt him if I give him an additional\\npang or two.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd so the wilful beauty said nothing, nor did she\\nlook at her companion, who toyed with the paddle and\\nkept the boat gliding slowly and quietly down the river.\\nAs for Colonel Havens, he had succeeded in making\\nhimself the most miserable of men; he even believed\\nthat he could look upon the girl before him with in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndifference. If she preferred such a man as her cousin,\\nhe was very certain that he should not object, nor\\nwould he care. The world was large, and there was a\\npath of glory already opening before him.\\nThere is a love of independence which is natural to\\nthe human heart. If crushed, it seeks to rise\u00e2\u0080\u0094if re\u00c2\u00ac\\nbuffed, it resents it; and so this lover was longing to be\\nat Fort Grandon, to place himself at the head of his", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "102\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nmen, and lead them to victory that should crown them\\nall with glory.\\nLillian noticed that the canoe was now moving quite\\nrapidly, and she looked up in the face of her compan\u00c2\u00ac\\nion; but he avoided her gaze, and applied his paddle\\nwith more vigor than ever.\\nYou seem to be in a hurry/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 she said, as they began\\ngliding down the river.\\nSo I am.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHer heart misgave her. Perhaps she had trifled too\\nlong with him; she had misjudged his sensitive nature.\\nMore than once she was half persuaded to apologize\\nfor her cutting words, and confess that he stood first\\nand foremost in her affection; but pride, so frequently\\nthe barrier to duty, stood in the way, and her lips were\\ndumb.\\nAnd all this time the light canoe was carried by oar\\nand current down stream, until they reached the place\\nwhere the other boat was lying.\\nPipkins, as a matter of course, was asleep, but there\\nwas some natural surprise felt upon the part of the\\nColonel, when, as he glided close to the boat, he saw\\nthat Edith was unconscious.\\nPropelling his canoe close to the other, he brought it\\nto rest, and silently waited for Lillian to leave.\\nProud as ever, she stepped softly over, and stood in\\nthe centre of the other boat.\\nGood-by,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the colonel, in a low tone, as he\\ndipped his paddle in the current, and glided away.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n103\\nGood-by/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 she replied, inclining her head, but\\nmaintaining her standing position in the boat.\\nAt every stroke of the paddle the heart of Colonel\\nHavens sank deeper and deeper, until it seemed as\\nthough his strength were about to desert him entirely.\\nBut he resolutely refused to halt or turn back, unless\\nshe relented.\\nHark! was not his name spoken.\\nHe paused and listened. All was still\u00e2\u0080\u0094could he be\\ncertain that she really had called to him, he would have\\nturned about and bidden her good-by once again\u00e2\u0080\u0094such\\na good-by as his heart prompted him to give.\\nBut he could not be certain, and he would have died\\nrather than commit such a blunder. So he held his pad\u00c2\u00ac\\ndle suspended and listened; but, if his name had been\\ncalled, it was not repeated, and saddened almost to de\u00c2\u00ac\\nspair he resumed his oar, and turned his face resolutely\\ntoward Fort Grandon.\\nLillian Prescott had stood and watched the vanish\u00c2\u00ac\\ning canoe with emotions scarcely different from those\\nof him who sat in it. Her heart reproved her for what\\nshe had done, and crushing down her pride, she called\\nin a voice which sounded to her like that of another per\u00c2\u00ac\\nson.\\nGeorge!\\nHe did not look back, and she did not notice the ces\u00c2\u00ac\\nsation of his paddle.\\nHe is too proud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she reflected; he heard me; but\\nhe spurns me, and it may be I deserve it\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "104\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe tears came in her eyes, and when they cleared,\\nthe canoe was gone.\\nWhen fairly beyond sight of her who had made him\\nthe happiest and most wretched of men, Colonel Hav\u00c2\u00ac\\nens bent to his paddle with renewed energy, and sent\\nthe light vessel skimming like a water fowl down the\\nriver.\\nHe could only conjecture as to the time, but he was\\ncertain it was far beyond midnight, and he had no right\\nto loiter on the way.\\nThere was danger ahead, but he cared nothing. In\\nhis present mood, he would as lief plunge among a\\nhorde of yelling Sioux as to continue his monotonous\\njourney without encountering any peril.\\nBut hard work is a good thing to cool the brain, and\\nas he placed mile after mile behind him, he began to\\nthink more sensibly of what had occurred during his\\nvisit to Sleeping Water Lake.\\nI was hasty,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he said aloud, as he allowed the boat\\nto float awhile with the current, but her words cut me\\nto the quick. She has wounded my feelings, and I hope\\nhers have been touched; but how different from when I\\nascended the stream!\\nThe thought of the joyous expectancy with which he\\nhad driven the canoe up current, and the gloomy de\u00c2\u00ac\\nspondency with which he returned, brought more than\\none heavy sigh from him.\\nHe could not withdraw his thoughts until he dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncovered that he was in the vicinity of the place where", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nI0 5\\nhis comrade, the Otter, had been shot. Here considera\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions of personal safety changed his meditations for the\\ntime.\\nBy this time it was broad daylight, and there was the\\ngreater need of caution.\\nHe kept close to the shore, moving with the greatest\\nstealth and silence, and frequently listening for sounds\\nof danger.\\nHe was proceeding in this manner, when a rustling\\nin the bushes overhead startled him, and he looked up\\njust in time to see a dark body drop lightly in the boat\\ndirectly in front of him.\\nCatching up his gun he was about to fire, when he\\nlowered his piece with the exclamation:\\nHeaven save me! it is the Otter!\\nSh! there is danger\\nAnd the weazen-faced redskin picked up the paddle,\\nand began working the boat himself.\\nWith his care and skill, he soon got it Safely past this\\nperilous neighborhood, and then with his wrinkly\\nsmile, he explained matters.\\nHadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t left you but a minute,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he began, in his\\nrapid way, when I scented a camp-fire, and climbed a\\ntree. Hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t been there only a few seconds, when half-\\na-dozen of the Sioux came right under the tree\u00e2\u0080\u0094looked\\nup and saw me\u00e2\u0080\u0094fired\u00e2\u0080\u0094didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t hit me\u00e2\u0080\u0094but I dodged\\nand yelled, and made them believe they did\u00e2\u0080\u0094fell to the\\nground\u00e2\u0080\u0094didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know me\u00e2\u0080\u0094took me for a white man at\\nfirst, and then begun to ask my name\u00e2\u0080\u0094one of them", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "io6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nknowed me\u00e2\u0080\u0094were going to kill me\u00e2\u0080\u0094but I palavered\\nwith them\u00e2\u0080\u0094made some of them believe I was going to\\nhelp join them in this massacre\u00e2\u0080\u0094they gave me a show\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094I got a chance\u00e2\u0080\u0094slipped away\u00e2\u0080\u0094knew you would be\\nback by morning\u00e2\u0080\u0094climbed this tree\u00e2\u0080\u0094dropped into the\\nboat\u00e2\u0080\u0094so, that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe same day, the two reached Fort Grandon, where\\nwe must leave them for the present, and give our atten\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion to more stirring incidents.\\nWhen certain that her lover was gone, and that he\\nwould not return to them, Lillian Prescott sat down in\\nthe canoe beside her sister, discovering for the first\\ntime that she was wide awake.\\nLet me wrap my shawl about you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith; it\\nwill protect you from the night air.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nClasped in each other\u00e2\u0080\u0099s embrace, the two reclined in\\nthe stern of the boat, which, with its unusual weight,\\nsank almost to the gunwales.\\nEdith was quiet, and Lillian supposed she was\\nasleep; but she was mistaken. Although the elder sister\\nhad said nothing, yet her woman\u00e2\u0080\u0099s instinct told her all.\\nShe knew that Lillian, nestling close at her side, was\\nweeping with a combined grief, such as her heart had\\nnever known before, and she gently, but more lovingly,\\ndrew the dear one to her heart.\\nBut no sleep was to visit their eyes that night.\\nEdith was beginning to relapse into drowsiness,\\nwhen she felt her arm grasped with startling force, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n107\\nrising suddenly bolt upright, she pointed toward the\\nlake, and fairly gasped:\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cLook!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA bright star-like point of light could be seen gleam\u00c2\u00ac\\ning like a point of fire across the lake. The intervening\\nundergrowth partly obscured it, but it speedily in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncreased in size, until a broad glare of fire was reflected\\nagainst the sky.\\nThe Indians have fired the house,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Lillian,\\nin the same terrified whisper.\\nPerhaps, it is the house of Fielding?\\nNo; that burned when we were out on the lake.\\nCaptain Swarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s has gone too, and they have at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntacked ours. Hark! what is that\\nIt is the sound of guns.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd they are shooting them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt may be our friends who are firing,\u00e2\u0080\u009d responded\\nEdith, who, at the same time was far from feeling the\\nhope with which she endeavored to inspire her sister.\\nIndeed she was sure that the long dreaded crisis had\\ncome at last!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIV\\nTHE STRUGGLE IN THE LAKE\\nRed Plume had been not the least interested specta\u00c2\u00ac\\ntor of the stratagem of the Sioux, who had used Cato\\nas a shield in approaching the house.\\nFrom his position he calmly watched the movement\\nuntil it became manifest that there was no one in the\\nbuilding that dare fire, when he picked off the redskin\\nhimself.\\nIn the bedlam that was then raging all round, not a\\nmember of the Sioux party detected, or even suspected,\\nthat the fatal shot came from outside the building. They\\nlooked upon the exploit as another evidence of the\\neternal vigilance of those within, and took the\\ngreater care to keep themselves beyond their range.\\nOld Jud, Captain Swarthausen and Muggins were\\nunder the dense shrubbery along the lake, to the west\\nof the Prescott cottage. From this point they were\\nwatching, with lynx eyes, the proceedings, and waiting\\nfor the moment to mingle in the fray.\\nAt present it was the part of prudence for both the\\nmen to remain invisible, as a glimpse at either would\\nbe enough for the Indians to detect them, and the old\\nhunter saw no prospect of his doing any good.\\n108", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n109\\nAs the shouts and whoops of the Sioux reached his\\nears, his eye sparkled, and a grim smile illuminated his\\nface.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve fought them varmints before, and have raised\\nthe h\u00e2\u0080\u0099ar of more than one of em in my time; and the\\nway things look just now, I shouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t wonder if there\\nwas a little more of that business done atwixt now and\\nmorning.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t the kind of fighting I am used to,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplied Captain Swarthausen, although I did some of it\\nin my younger days, when I was stationed on the fron\u00c2\u00ac\\ntier. I have no objection to standing up before a civil\u00c2\u00ac\\nized foe and blazing away at each other; but may the\\ndevil take such a style of war as this.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see the sense of fighting anyway,\u00e2\u0080\u009d observed\\nMuggins, who seemed to think it his duty to enlighten\\nthe others. If everybody in the world was like me and\\nFielding there wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be any such thing as war or\\nmassacres.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nJust there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the trouble, Snoopy. The world, as a\\ngeneral thing, happens to be different; and we have to\\ntake it as we find it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose so,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the philosophic assent of the cor\u00c2\u00ac\\npulent gentleman, who had not a very clear meaning of\\nwhat was said.\\nThe conversation ran along in this desultory manner\\nfor some fifteen minutes longer, but it was noticeable\\nthat Jud took no part in it. The reason for his silence\\nwas that something had attracted his attention, a short", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "110\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ndistance away, and its character gave him no little un\u00c2\u00ac\\neasiness.\\nIt was while looking toward the house that his keen\\neye detected a flash of water, such as is made by the\\nleaping of a fish. It was on the other side of the clear\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, which extended from the lake down to the house,\\nand at a corresponding distance with his own.\\nHe narrowly watched the place while the pointless\\nconversation at his side was going on, and, as he antici\u00c2\u00ac\\npated, soon saw the dark form of a canoe put out from\\nthe shore and start directly across the lake.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the game, is it he muttered, and then\\nspoke to his companions.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got to leave you a while. Thar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a redskin\\ngoing across the lake, and I must foller and see what he\\nis after.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe cautioned his friends to remain where they were\\nuntil Red Plume gave them different orders, and then\\nstealthily crept to where the canoe of his Indian friend\\nwas lying.\\nBy this time he could only catch the faintest outlines\\nof the swiftly vanishing boat of his enemy, but he cared\\nnothing for this, as he knew well enough the direction\\nit was pursuing.\\nInstead of following in a direct line after it he turned\\nto the right and coasted along the lake until certain he\\nwas beyond all likelihood of being detected, when he\\ndipped his paddle deep and sent his frail boat skimming\\nlike a bird over the water.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n111\\nPropelled with the skill and power he possessed, it\\nwas not long before he struck the opposite side, at the\\nbeginning of Crescent River. Here he backed his boat\\nunder the shore, and waited the coming of the other.\\nOld Jud was morally certain that he was consider\u00c2\u00ac\\nably in advance of his enemy, but he was somewhat dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nquieted by the fact that he could hear nothing of him.\\nOn such a still night, when they were removed from\\nthe turmoil and tumult upon the other shore, the slight\u00c2\u00ac\\nest sound could be heard a great distance.\\nHe leaned his head over and held it close to the\\nwater, and still hearing nothing, he lowered his ear un\u00c2\u00ac\\ntil it was beneath the surface, but still nought reached\\nhim upon which he could hang the least probability of\\nthe coming of his foe.\\nThis satisfied him that at that moment there was no\\ncanoe beside his own anywhere in the vicinity. Whether\\nthe redskin whom he had seen put out from the other\\nbank had detected his danger and turned back, or\\nwhether he had already landed at some other point, was\\nmore than he could determine.\\nHis great fear was that the savage had eluded him\\nby touching shore and pursuing his journey on foot.\\nThis was a possibility, but it was not a probability; and\\nthe more he reflected upon it the more satisfied did he\\nbecome that the Indian was aiming for the mouth of\\nthe river, with the intention of taking advantage of its\\nswift current and its general course.\\nStill, as moment after moment passed away, he al-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "11 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nmost unconsciously toyed with his paddle in the water,\\npropelling his boat slowly forward, as though he were\\nimpatient to meet his expected foe.\\nIn this manner, and almost without knowing it, he\\nhad advanced out upon the lake until he caught the out\u00c2\u00ac\\nlines of the island, which, as will be remembered, stood\\nvery near the centre.\\nNot a little surprised to discover what he had done,\\nhe abruptly halted. At this juncture a slight but famil\u00c2\u00ac\\niar sound struck his ear, and with a powerful sweep he\\nshot his boat backward, with the intention of driving\\nit out of sight.\\nBut he was too late. At that moment the dark figure\\nof a canoe shot to view from behind the island, and\\nonly the suddenly reversed movement of the hunter\\nprevented a collision between the two boats.\\nThe Indian who occupied the smaller canoe was a\\ncowardly dog, who was probably more noted for his\\nfleetness as a runner than anything else. Almost any\\nof his race would have advanced instantly to the attack,\\nwhen confronted by a single foe, and engaged him in\\nmortal hand-to-hand combat.\\nBut such a thought did not seem to enter the head of\\nthe Sioux for a single instant, and he abruptly started\\nto retreat, heading toward the shore which he had left\\nbut a few minutes before, while Jud followed hard\\nafter.\\nIt would have been an easy thing for the hunter to\\nhave ended the matter with his rifle, but he wished to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nIX 3\\nkeep what now seemed likely to take place from the\\nmain body of Indians, and just then the stillness which\\nhad settled upon lake and wood made the firing of a\\ngun fatal to his purpose.\\nScarce a score of feet were necessary for the fleeing\\nIndian to discover that he was overmatched in the\\nrace, and his white foe was overhauling him very\\nspeedily. Seeing that there was no hope in this course,\\nthe savage suddenly plunged overboard, going like a\\nloon far under the water.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYou won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t get away from me in that style,\u00e2\u0080\u009d mut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered Jud, who was terribly in earnest, and resolved on\\nusing up this redskin.\\nWith paddle poised in hand, he awaited the rising of\\nthe bronzed head, which came to the surface a short\\ndistance away, when he shot toward it.\\nThere was a curious sense of honor about Jud Jud\u00c2\u00ac\\nkins which prevented him ending this contest, as he\\nmight easily have done, within the next dozen seconds;\\nbut it seemed so unfair to him to remain in the boat\\nwhile his antagonist was in the water, that he made a\\nleap toward him, and thus placed themselves upon an\\nequal footing\u00e2\u0080\u0094if such a term can be used where\\nneither of them had any footing at all.\\nBut the dusky dog had no wish to encounter, even\\nunder these parallel circumstances, the terrible Jud, of\\nwhom he had probably heard before, and the minute\\nthe hunter was within striking distance, he sank out of\\nsight.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n114\\nJud, with his knife between his teeth, dived after\\nhim, missed him, came up first, and calmly awaited his\\nreappearance; but second after second passed away,\\nand he saw nothing of him. He glanced in every di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrection, so as to make sure of not losing him in the\\nsemi-darkness, but nothing was to be seen of him.\\nHe\u00e2\u0080\u0099s gone under for good,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he thought; so\\nblamed skeart that he daren\u00e2\u0080\u0099t come up again.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nTo make sure he swam slowly around in a small cir\u00c2\u00ac\\ncle, but with no better result than before.\\nThere lay the two canoes from which the occupants\\nhad leaped, silent and motionless. The faint moonlight\\nreflected from the water, gave the hunter quite an ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ntended field of vision.\\nThe keenness with which he scanned the whole area\\nof the circle that bounded his vision, made it impossible\\nfor a fish to come to the surface without being discov\u00c2\u00ac\\nered. Jud was satisfied that the Sioux, although a\\nskillful swimmer, could not have gone, at the utmost,\\nmore than fifty feet under the water, while the radius\\nof his vision was more than double that.\\nWhat other possible solution of his continued disap\u00c2\u00ac\\npearance than that he had been drowned\\nThe island was a hundred yards off, so that the\\nSioux could have taken no advantage of its proximity,\\nand it was physically impossible for any living creature\\nto remain under the water, without breathing, for the\\nseveral minutes that had already elapsed since the sub\u00c2\u00ac\\nmergence of the redskin.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nIT 5\\nThe action of this fellow in leaving the main body of\\nthe Indians, and heading across the lake toward the\\nriver, satisfied Jud that he was a messenger who had\\nbeen despatched to some point to procure help in the re\u00c2\u00ac\\nduction of the house and the destruction of the inmates.\\nIf, therefore, he could be cut off, without the knowl\u00c2\u00ac\\nedge of those who sent him, it will be seen that a vast\\ndeal of good might be done, and it was not at all un\u00c2\u00ac\\nlikely that, could it be accomplished without the dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncovery upon the part of the others, the lives of the en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntire party of whites might be saved by it.\\nThis will explain the caution and determination with\\nwhich the hunter undertook the business.\\nNever mind\u00e2\u0080\u0094he is gone, and it amounts to the\\nsame thing,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he muttered, as he swam leisurely toward\\nhis boat. They\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have to send another messenger,\\nafore they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll get any more of the skunks out here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe rested some minutes, listening for sounds from\\nthe scenes of the recent conflicts; but the silence still\\ncontinued. During the single dive that he made, Edith\\nPrescott had fired her pistol, and killed her man,\u00e2\u0080\u009d so\\nthat the report had not reached him, and he had no sus\u00c2\u00ac\\npicion of what had happened there during the last half\\nhour.\\nPerhaps five minutes had passed, when Jud dipped\\nhis paddle in the water and started toward shore. At\\nthis instant he observed that the other canoe was gone!\\nBy the living jingo! he exclaimed, with one of\\nhis quiet laughs, that was a powerful smart trick!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "n6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nSo it was. The Indian, when he made his last dive,\\nhad gone under his own canoe, and came up on the\\nother side of it. While Jud was looking wonderingly\\naround for him, he was working his own boat toward\\nshore, so slowly that it was unperceived even by the\\nsharp-eyed hunter; and when the latter, with his face\\nturned partly from him, sat listening, he improved his\\nopportunity to the utmost, and succeeded in a very brief\\ntime in putting himself beyond all danger.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XV\\nTHE TORCH\\nWhile Jud Judkins was engaged with the Sioux\\nupon the lake (and so cleverly outwitted, as we have\\nshown), a scarcely less interesting encounter had taken\\nplace upon the land, with the prospect of producing far\\nmore serious results.\\nAfter the hasty admission of the negro Cato into the\\ncouncils of the besieged, there was comparative quiet\\nfor some time. The Sioux had received indisputable\\ndemonstration of the fierceness of resistance they had\\nto encounter, and they held off until they could devise\\nsome less dangerous means of bringing the whites to\\nsubmission.\\nIt was about this time that the messenger was sent\\nacross the lake, for the purpose of procuring reinforce\u00c2\u00ac\\nments, and was compelled to turn back by the hunter\\nJud. The truth of the matter was that the Indians had\\nbeen so weakened by their losses that they saw their\\npurposes could scarcely be accomplished except by ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nditional help, or by springing some unexpected and un-\\nprepared-for scheme upon them.\\nThey had already suffered so severely at their hands\\nthat they were incited by the basest of passions\u00e2\u0080\u0094re-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "i8\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nvenge; and there was no mercy to be expected if any of\\nthe whites should fall into their power.\\nThe great ally upon which the Indians counted was\\nfire, and it was this that our friends feared more than\\nanything else. Could the torch be applied to the build\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, and the flames get fairly started, it would burn\\nlike touch-wood, and the death struggle would be pre\u00c2\u00ac\\ncipitated upon them.\\nThe barn was in dangerous proximity, and there was\\nno possibility of preventing this from being fired, and\\nboth Prescott and Fielding wondered that this natural\\nrecourse had been left so long.\\nBut the Sioux had sufficient reasons for their for\u00c2\u00ac\\nbearance. In the first place, the night was so calm that\\nit was only a possibility of the flames reaching the\\nhouse, while the broad glare would be likely to expose\\nsome of them to the unerring rifles of those within.\\nThere were several shadowy forms flitting in and\\nout the barn constantly, only waiting until the spring\u00c2\u00ac\\ning up of a breeze, or until orders were given to apply\\nthe torch. The horses had already been removed, and\\nthere was almost a quarrel over the division of\\nthe plunder.\\nAmong the shadowy figures that were sometimes\\nwithin the barn, was Red Plume, who, in this manner,\\nkept himself informed of the movements of his ene\u00c2\u00ac\\nmies.\\nThe incipient wrangle which began, on account of\\nthe rival claimants of different parties to the horses", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n119\\nbroke out again, and became serious, three separate\\nwarriors mingling in it and drawing their knives.\\nIt would have been a good thing for the whites could\\nthis have continued until it came to blows, as every in\u00c2\u00ac\\njury inflicted by the Sioux upon each other was pre\u00c2\u00ac\\ncisely so much gain to our friends.\\nUnfortunately, however, the man who succeeded\\nJarrik, as leader, was equal to the occasion. Seeing\\nthat his followers were becoming too much incensed to\\nlisten to reason, he seized one of the horses by the head,\\ncut its throat, and then sent a bullet through the brain\\nof the other, settling the dispute, as did the captors of\\nMiss MacCrea, a hundred years before.\\nThere being nothing left for the redskins to dispute\\nover, they naturally stopped disputing, and all became\\nserene again. They accepted the situation, and were\\nonly the more eager to avenge themselves upon the\\ninnocent.\\nAs the time passed, the vigilance of those within,\\nif possible, increased. Mrs. Prescott and Cato took\\ntheir position near Lige, who muttered that he did not\\nneed their presence, and seemed specially vengeful to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward his sable companion.\\nMrs. Prescott, however, would not allow the servant\\nto depart, and so the three remained together. The\\nhusband was equally faithful in guarding another side\\nof the house, while Dinah was omnipresent, and kept\\nher kettle boiling hot, ready and anxious to give", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "120\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nanother bath to those who had so maltreated her\\ninfant.\\nFielding was a sort of general-in-chief. He had re\u00c2\u00ac\\nturned to his station in the third story, from which\\npoint he was unremitting in his vigilance. His prin\u00c2\u00ac\\ncipal aim was to detect and frustrate the strategic\\nschemes of the redskins, and at the same time be on\\nthe lookout for any signals that his friends might make.\\nGreat as was the peril that had hung over the party\\nfor the last few hours, the Friend had fired his gun but\\nonce, and that, as will be remembered, was aimed at no\\none, and only intended to assist Red Plume in his\\nflight from the building. Up to this point, he felt that\\nhe had been a consistent Quaker, but there was no tell\u00c2\u00ac\\ning how long that pleasant feeling would continue.\\nThe dim moonlight was just sufficient for the whites\\nto detect any insidious approach of their foes. The\\nhouse being surrounded by a clearing on every side,\\nany savage was thus exposed to their bullets, and hence\\nthe necessity of the extremest caution in any attempt\\nthey might choose to make.\\nThe danger incurred by the Sioux has been made\\nclear to the reader. It was not only necessary to reach\\nthe building, but to remain there until preparations\\ncould be completed, and a fire kindled.\\nOnce beside the house, the inmates could not fire\\ndown upon their assailants, but they had a potent ally\\nin Dinah, who harbored her boiling water with an ap\u00c2\u00ac\\npreciative sense of its value, while the windows and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n121\\ndoors made it easy for them to open suddenly, do what\\nshooting they chose, and close and secure them again\\nbefore any harm would be likely to befall them.\\nAll this was understood by no one better than the as\u00c2\u00ac\\nsailants themselves, whose tardiness in making any real\\ncourageous attack, is thus explained.\\nThe vigilant Fielding was alone in the upper story,\\nintently scanning the lake and clearing, watching and\\nlistening, when a slight noise on the roof, directly over\u00c2\u00ac\\nhead caught his ear, and drew his attention in that di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrection.\\nThere was a small trap-door here, secured from\\nwithin, and barely sufficient to admit the passage of a\\nmoderately-sized man. The slight rustling, when it\\nstruck his ear, was immediately beside this, and he sus\u00c2\u00ac\\npected at once that there was an Indian on the roof\\nseeking to enter the building from that direction.\\nBut how came he there? was the question which\\nthe Friend involuntarily asked himself.\\nThat he had come up from the kitchen roof was his\\nfirst supposition\u00e2\u0080\u0094but, when he came to reflect upon it,\\nthat seemed impossible in the face of those below.\\nThen he reflected that he might have taken advantage\\nof some adjoining tree; but this was still more im\u00c2\u00ac\\nprobable, as there was no tree near enough to make it\\npossible, even for such a gymnast as Hanlon.\\nHowever, it was certain that some one was there,\\nand it was no time for speculation or theorizing. If he\\nwas there, it was for no good.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "122\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe great apprehension of Fielding was, that he\\nwould set fire to the dry material of the roof, before he\\ncould be prevented.\\nThen came the hope that perhaps it was Jud or Red\\nPlume; but sober second thought dissipated this\\nlast hope.\\nThe treacherous savage could be heard slowly crawl\u00c2\u00ac\\ning along the roof as if he had not yet reached the\\npoint he was seeking, although, as we have stated, he\\nwas in the immediate proximity of the trap-door.\\nThe latter was secured by an ordinary wooden but\u00c2\u00ac\\nton, but as the outer side offered no projection for seiz\u00c2\u00ac\\ning it, this was all-sufficient.\\nThere was no light in Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s room, and taking\\none of the chairs, he placed it directly beneath the trap\u00c2\u00ac\\ndoor, and stood upon it, so that his head was brought\\ndirectly beneath it, and he could hear distinctly any\\nmovement upon the outside.\\nStanding thus, he listened, but the slight disturbance\\nhad ceased. Satisfied, however, that only a few inches\\nseparated him from one of the heathen, he became\\nthe more alarmed at the profound stillness.\\nSoftly he turned the button, and then gently pressed\\nupward, but the door did not move. He pushed with\\nmore force, but with no better result. Then he knew\\nthe reason why.\\nThe Indian was upon it!\\nFielding stepped down again, and picked up his gun.\\nHe was certain that the Sioux was crouching upon the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n123\\ndoor, and he was none the less certain that the three-\\nquarter inch pine board of which it was composed,\\ncould be perforated by the ball, as though it were card\\npaper, and the Indian slain by the same missile with as\\nmuch ease and certainty as if he stood clearly revealed\\nbefore him.\\nHe raised the hammer of his gun, but immediately\\nlowered it again, and set the weapon back.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIt may be Red Plume; but, even if a heathen, I\\nwill not needlessly shed his blood.\\nOnce more he pressed against the door, and it\\nyielded. The Indian had moved off it. Raising it\\nscarcely an inch, he peered through the narrow open\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, and his heart gave a leap as he saw a small star-\\nlike point of light, on the lower edge of the roof.\\nThe Sioux had already set fire to the building!\\nAs he gazed, the Friend caught the outlines of the\\nIndian in a stooping position, and intently busy with\\nhis incendiary work. He had gathered together a little\\nbunch of dry twigs, which he had probably brought\\nwith him, and by means of a common lucifer match,\\nhad ignited them.\\nThe blaze as yet was but a mere point, and he was\\ncarefully nursing it by encircling it with the palms of\\nhis hands and gently blowing it.\\nIt would have been the easiest matter in the world\\nfor Fielding to have thrust the muzzle of his gun out\\nof the trap-door, and doubled up the redskin like a\\njack-knife. But he hesitated. So long as there was a", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "124\\nTHE RED PLUME\\npossibility of accomplishing his purpose in any other\\nway, he was not willing to shed blood, and he thought\\nhe saw his way clear.\\nWhen the Quaker assumed the upright position upon\\nthe chair, his head and shoulders protruded through\\nthe uplifted door, and he quickly but silently laid it\\nover upon the roof. At the same instant he leaped out\\nas nimbly as a monkey, landing, in a stooping position,\\nwithin twenty inches of the redskin.\\nThe latter heard the rush and thud as he struck the\\nroof, and leaving the blaze to itself, turned his head\\nwith the quickness of lightning.\\nBefore the contracted pupil of his eye could accom\u00c2\u00ac\\nmodate itself to the gloom toward which it was turned,\\na clenched fist struck him in the face, very much after\\nthe manner of a sledge-hammer.\\nHe threw out his arms and endeavored to clutch his\\nassailant, but he was taken at too much disadvantage,\\nand went off the roof backward.\\nGo thy way in peace! remarked Fielding, as he\\nsaw his heels disappear over the eaves.\\nAnd the Sioux obeyed him.\\nSubsequent discoveries led to the supposition that\\nthis Indian struck upon his head, and, as he fell quite a\\ndistance, he never rose again.\\nIt was the work of a few seconds for Fielding to\\ndash out the tiny blaze, which was just then beginning\\nto eat into the roof. He then made a hasty survey, to\\nbe sure that the fire had been started nowhere else.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n125\\nFinding nothing, he leisurely descended through the\\ntrap-door, and fastened it after him.\\nVerily, the heathen are seeking to encompass our\\nruin,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was his truthful reflection as he quietly took his\\nstation and looked cautiously forth for signs either of\\nhis friends or enemies.\\nFielding had acquitted himself brilliantly, beyond\\nquestion; but when he had cooled down somewhat, and\\nhad time to reflect upon the extraordinary occurrence\\nin which he had participated, he was made more uneasy\\nand apprehensive by it than from anything that had\\nhappened since the beginning of the siege.\\nIt was unaccountable to him how this Indian reached\\nthe highest portion of the roof without detection. He\\ncould not believe that it had been done through col\u00c2\u00ac\\nlusion with Lige, who, as he believed, had made such\\na splendid and timely shot an hour or so before, and\\nbesides, even if he was treacherous enough to do such\\na thing, he had companions with him who would detect\\nthe scheme the instant it was attempted.\\nThe cause for alarm was the probability that the\\nIndians had found some way of reaching the most vul\u00c2\u00ac\\nnerable portion of the building, of which the inmates\\nknew nothing, and which, if they should discover, they\\nwere unable to stop.\\nWhile the Quaker was thus reflecting, he observed a\\ngradual lighting up of the lake in front of him. He\\nfound that his range of vision was becoming more and\\nmore extended, and but a few minutes passed when he", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "126\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ncaught the faint outlines of the island far out in the\\nlake.\\nAt the same instant the glow was reflected against\\nthe sky with a peculiar redness which left no doubt in\\nhis mind as to what it meant.\\nA moment later, Cato came tearing up the stairs,\\nfairly wild.\\nO de gracious hebbin! Massa Fielding! what do\\nyou s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose de darkies hab done Dey\u00e2\u0080\u0099re set fire to your\\nhouse, and it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all burnin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 up! Golly, ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t my old wo\u00c2\u00ac\\nman mad!\\nI thank thee, Cato, for the information, but I dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncovered it a few minutes ago. Do thou go below and\\nassist thy kind mother in watching against the stealthy\\napproach of the heathen.\\nThe negro stood for a moment staring in blank\\namazement at the dark form of the Quaker, just visible\\nagainst the field of partial light behind him. Then he\\nturned about and retraced his steps, muttering:\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t b\u00e2\u0080\u0099lieve he\u00e2\u0080\u0099d get mad if somebody should set\\nfire and burn him up.\\nCato carried the intelligence of his reception to his\\nmother, who was indignant that the matter was taken\\nso coolly by the one principally concerned.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s jis\u00e2\u0080\u0099 like some folks!\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied. \u00e2\u0080\u009cWhen\\nyou was out dar, singin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 out to me in your sweet voice\\nto come and help you, he jus\u00e2\u0080\u0099 put his arms \u00e2\u0080\u0099round me,\\ngive me a big hug, and wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t let me go out to you.\\nWal, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m sartin if he doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t care, doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n127\\nAnd with this philosophic conclusion she bustled\\naround the room, and examined the water to see\\nwhether it was boiling.\\nDar ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t any dat water to spare, and, Cato, you\\nmustn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t get dry\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nO mommy! burst out the infant, I know\u00e2\u0080\u0099d dar\\nwas sumfin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 I forgot! I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m jist as dry as a fish.\\nThe probabilities were that the boy would not have\\nbecome sensible of his condition for a long time but for\\nthis reminder upon the part of his parent.\\nShet up!\u00e2\u0080\u009d said she, spitefully; jis\u00e2\u0080\u0099 like you.\\nWhich would you ruther hev, one ob dem darkies crawl\\nin de winder and kill us all, or go a little dry?\\nBut the spoiled child could not be reasoned out of\\nhis crying mood, and he knew he had but to persevere\\na few minutes longer to succeed. So it came about\\nthat a large portion of the hydrogen on hand went\\ndown the capacious throat of Cato, and the stock of\\nwater, as a consequence, was rendered much less, and\\nall the more precious.\\nNow, you go up stairs and help Lige watch, said\\nshe. M You ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t no good hyar, and de next thing will\\nbe you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll ax for sumfin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to eat.\\nThus reminded, the son all at once became raven\u00c2\u00ac\\nously hungry, and there was no quieting him until he\\nhad surrounded a fearful quantity of food.\\nThen, reflecting that there was nothing more that\\nhe was capable of doing for the benefit of his corporeal\\nexistence, he made his way to the second story, where", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "128\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthe othe r negro was alone at his station, Mrs. Prescott\\nhaving rejoined her husband a few minutes previous.\\nCato was in the best of humor, and slapping the\\nother African on the shoulder, asked him, in the heart\u00c2\u00ac\\niest manner.\\nHow yer gettin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 dong, Lige?\\nThe latter started, as if he had been detected in a\\nguilty act, and turned savagely toward him.\\nWhat yer hit me dat way fur Don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you know\\nnuffin\u00e2\u0080\u0099?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Course I does, I tinks I knows a good deal, and\\nmy mommy says I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m the smartest colored gentleman\\nin Minnesota.\\nYour mommy is a big fool!\\nBetter be keerful, Lige; dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s dangerous to talk\\ndat way.\\nLige looked at him in the most contemptuous\\ndisgust.\\nWho\u00e2\u0080\u0099s afeared ob you\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cI didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t mean me; I meant mommy. If she should\\nhear you speak so unspectfully ob her she\u00e2\u0080\u0099d \u00e2\u0080\u0099light onto\\nyou.\\nOh, dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s it! What you come up here fur\\nTo help you watch.\\nAnd reminded of his duty by his own answer to the\\nquestion, Cato leaned forward and took a stare out the\\nwindow, and then stepped back again.\\nWall, you can jist go back, fur I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want yer.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDat don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t make no difference: mommy told me to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n129\\ncome, and if I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t she\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll make me. She don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t keer\\nfur you.\\nYou jist go back, and tell her I sent you.\\nGit out! I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to do no such a ting. You\\ntalk as though you was boss round dese parts.\\nIf there was any one in the building who suspected\\nthe fealty of this evil fellow, Cato was certainly not\\namong them He had been associated with him for a\\nconsiderable time and only knew him as a sullen, sulky\\nnegro, who often muttered threats against his em\u00c2\u00ac\\nployer, and, in fact, with all whom he came in contact.\\nBut these, even when they came to the knowledge of\\nMr. Prescott, were looked upon as the harmless ex\u00c2\u00ac\\npressions of the chronic discontent of Lige, and were\\nforgotten as soon as they were uttered.\\nCato feared his mother more than he did Lige, al\u00c2\u00ac\\nthough he had several bouts with the latter, who was\\nwas his master in every respect, and, if he chose, could\\nhave picked him up and cast him out the window.\\nBut the infant had no fear of any such calamity be-\\nfalling him. His mother was within striking\\ndistance, and he had a voice which, it has been shown,\\nwas all potent to bring her through any danger to his\\nassistance.\\nSo Cato backed up against the wall, and gradually\\nslid down until he reached the floor, where he took an\\neasy position, so as to do his duty as sentinel, with as\\nlittle personal discomfort as possible.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "3\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWhen you see anything, Lige, jist let me know and\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll git up and take a look.\\nYas; you go to sleep, replied Lige, hoping to get\\nrid of his companion through the aid of somnolence.\\nYou needn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to sleep,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndignant retort of Cato, at this slur upon his vigilance.\\nI kin keep awake as long as de next feller; longer too,\\nif I want to.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWho said you couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t, you big fool But nobody\\nwants you here, and if you\u00e2\u0080\u0099s agwine to stay, you kin\\njist as well shet yer eyes as open them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI tell you I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t sleepy\u00e2\u0080\u0094not a bit.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEven while he spoke, the words of Cato became\\nthick and heavy, and Lige knew well enough that he\\nwould be unconscious within the next ten minutes.\\nSo he kept him mumbling and talking aimlessly, un\u00c2\u00ac\\ntil, finally, he was overcome\u00e2\u0080\u0094his head drooped, and\\nhe knew no more of terrestrial things.\\nIn the meantime, the conflagration of Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nhouse went on without interruption. Once started,\\nthere were no means at hand to check it, and not one\\nof the four men who were crouching outside enter\u00c2\u00ac\\ntained any thought of interfering with this work of the\\nSioux. When the latter had made sure that it was\\ndoomed, they set up a series of howls and whoops,\\nwhich continued a few minutes, when they all de\u00c2\u00ac\\nparted.\\nLess than half an hour had passed, when old Jud", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nI 3 1\\ntouched the arm of Captain Swarthausen, and pointed\\nacross the lake.\\nThat looks as though they hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t forgot you, Cap-\\ntin.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThunderation! muttered the latter, as the deep\\ngloom at the point indicated was lit up by a rapidly in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncreasing light, which soon revealed the house of the\\nsoldier enveloped in fire.\\nAin\u00e2\u0080\u0099t it lucky we left there when we did? whis\u00c2\u00ac\\npered Muggins, cuddling down as though fearful the\\nblaze would reveal his hiding-place.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know whether it is or not,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the\\nCaptain; if we had staid there we might have pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nvented this.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNo, you wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Jud; they\u00e2\u0080\u0099d burned\\nthat up, and all of you in it, if you hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got up and\\ngot, jist at the time. Do you know what that is all\\ndone for?\\nI suppose because they wish to injure us all they\\ncan\u00e2\u0080\u0094I can see no other reason.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got the idea, so I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll give it to you.\\nThey\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve burned down the Quaker\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house, and there\\ngoes yours. The next will be the barn, and then every\u00c2\u00ac\\nthing will be ready to open on this house here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t understand what you mean.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou see they want to fix things, so if they do git\\nthe folks out, they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have a fair chance at \u00e2\u0080\u0099em. They\\nmight manage to git into Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house, and if druv", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "i 3 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nout of there, might be able to reach yours; so as to save\\nall that, they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve burned \u00e2\u0080\u0099em both down, and if they\\nhave to leave here, there won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be any other that can\\nbe turned to account. Do you see\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes; but they haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t burned the barn as yet.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll go next, and then it\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll begin to git hot\\naround here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Muggins, taking the hunter literally;\\nwe\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll have to crawl out into a cooler place, where the\\nfire can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t reach us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be so easy,\u00e2\u0080\u009d laughed Jud; that\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be\\nabout time for us to take a hand in the business.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWell, it may as well end one way or other. I only\\nwish my nephew, George, could appear about this time,\\nwith a squad of Minnesota cavalry, that have been in\\nthis kind of work before. The greatest enjoyment for\\nme, in this business of war, is to see a big body of the\\nenemy, especially when they are such a set of devils as\\nthese, at the very moment when they are sure of suc\u00c2\u00ac\\ncess, pounced down upon by a lot of fellows, wild and\\nfurious as a tornado. I have helped in such matters\\nmany a time, and I tell you it is the keenest kind of fun,\\nand makes an old soldier like me proud of my profes\u00c2\u00ac\\nsion.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see much chance of that happening.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNo; George is not far away, but he is too far to be\\nreached in time to help us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cI am afraid so,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Captain Swarthausen;", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*33\\nand if these reinforcements do not come to the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians, I see no reason why we shouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t hold our own\\nagainst them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNor I, either,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the emphatic response of old\\nJud.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XVI\\nTHE FLAMES\\nIt seemed as if the Sioux were exhaustless in their\\nschemes for reducing the besieged cottage without re\u00c2\u00ac\\nsorting to an open attack.\\nThe house of Captain Swarthausen burned fiercely\\nfor a time, but it had hardly begun to die away, when\\nPrescott, from his lookout, became aware of still an\u00c2\u00ac\\nother stratagem of their enemies.\\nOn the edge of the clearing, at the point where both\\nthe negroes had first presented themselves, he detected\\na movement, which, for a time, he was unable to com\u00c2\u00ac\\nprehend, but which he knew was another demonstra\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of the Indians.\\nWhat caught his eye, was a dark, irregular body^\\nwhich it was impossible to identify so long as it re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained in the gloom and shadow of the wood; but\\nwhen shortly after it moved out into the clearing, he\\nsaw that it was a number of boards or planks, rudely\\nfastened together, and intended, no doubt, to serve as a\\nbullet-proof screen in their advance against the build\u00c2\u00ac\\ning.\\nAgainst this device it was impossible for the besieged\\nto protect themselves. It was an easy matter for the\\n134", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*35\\nredskins to keep their persons hid, and so long as they\\ndid so, no bullet could reach them.\\nHere, then, was work for Red Plume and Jud. They\\nalone could frustrate the plan, and, failing to do so, the\\nmost unfortunate results were sure to follow.\\nThe Sioux penetrated the design, even before it was\\nacted upon, and noiselessly making his way to where\\nthe three men were concealed, told them, in his broken\\nEnglish, that the time had come for them to go to the\\nassistance of their friends.\\nPd like to go very much,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Muggins, if I can\\nbe of any help, but it seems to me\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is\u00e2\u0080\u0094that I had\\nbetter wait here until everything is ready. Don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you\\nthink so, Jud?\\nOh! we don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want you; you needn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be so skeert.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t frightened in the least. I am only speaking\\nfor the good of the whole company, you see.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nCaptain Swarthausen supposed, as a matter of\\ncourse, that he was to accompany the two, but when he\\ncrawled out and rose to his feet, the hunter gently\\nshoved him back again.\\nWe can do better without you, Captain; you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nhave to wait a little while for your turn.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe stared a moment, as if he did not understand the\\nmeaning of this repulse; but, convinced that there was\\nsome work to do whose nature was too delicately dan\u00c2\u00ac\\ngerous for him, he merely bowed and sat down again.\\nThe two scouts instantly separated, so as to approach\\nthe novel machine of war from different directions. It", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "136\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nrequired but a very short time for them to reach the de\u00c2\u00ac\\nsirable stand-points.\\nAs they did so, they saw that the planking or shield\\nwas carefully carried by three Indians, who were mov\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in a crouching posture, and were securely concealed\\nfrom the most vigilant watcher within the house.\\nThere would have been no difficulty in shooting an\\nIndian apiece from where our friends stood, and Jud\\neven thought that he could wipe out two with his own\\nweapon, by manoeuvring so as to get them in the right\\nrange.\\nBut both were anxious, if possible, to manage the\\nbusiness in such a way that the watching and observant\\nSioux would be deceived as to the directions from\\nwhich the shots came. So long as this deception could\\nbe carried out, it inured greatly to the advantage of the\\ndefenders, as it intensified the appreciation the aborigi\u00c2\u00ac\\nnes already felt of their wide-awake characteristics.\\nThere was but one way by which this could be done,\\nand even that was more likely to fail than succeed.\\nIf the Sioux should manage to place themselves\\nagainst the side of the house, they would be apt to ex\u00c2\u00ac\\npose themselves, before they could get fairly to work;\\nand to kindle their fire, they would be compelled to\\nleave their shell altogether.\\nBut whether, in the collection of their material with\\nwhich to kindle a fire, they would wander far enough\\naway to place themselves within range of the guns, re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained to be seen.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n137\\nThe probabilities were, that they would not, and yet,\\nif they did, then would be the opportunity of the\\nscouts.\\nAs one half of the ventriloquist\u00e2\u0080\u0099s art consists in mak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning his audience believe they are going to hear his\\nwords from the point toward which he has directed\\ntheir attention, so there was some likelihood that even\\nthe keen-eared Sioux would not detect the exact loca\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of the sharpshooters, who had taken upon them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves the task of turning back, for a short time at least,\\nthe great danger from conflagration.\\nThis consummation so devoutly to be wished,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nhowever, was frustrated. An entirely unlooked-for\\nand inexplainable action upon the part of the Sioux,\\nrendered unnecessary any demonstration from the two\\nmen, who were so eagerly awaiting the opportunity to\\nput two more of their enemies out of the way.\\nThe three redskins who were steadily advancing\\nwith their shield before them, had almost reached the\\nhouse, when they came to a halt, and remained sta\u00c2\u00ac\\ntionary for several minutes.\\nWhile they were standing thus, Jud heard a faint\\nwhistle from the wood behind them. Immediately\\nafter, the plank structure began moving, but in a back\u00c2\u00ac\\nward direction.\\nThis retrogression continued until the wood was\\nreached, when the shield was thrown down, and they\\nscattered among the trees, and all was still again.\\nNeither Jud nor Red Plume, with all their wood-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "138\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nlore, could comprehend the meaning of this singular\\naction.\\nP\u00e2\u0080\u0099raps they didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t start right, and are going to\\ntry it over again,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he muttered, waiting for the re\u00c2\u00ac\\nappearance of the curious structure.\\nBut minute after minute passed, and nothing more\\nwas seen of it. Convinced, at last, that this stratagem\\nwas abandoned, Jud stealthily made his way back to his\\ntwo friends, where he was speedily followed by Red\\nPlume.\\nHere the two hunters exchanged notes, and found\\nthat neither could enlighten the other. Nothing re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained to them but conjecture.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be hanged if I understand it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, scratch\u00c2\u00ac\\ning his head, and addressing himself particularly to\\nCaptain Swarthausen. \u00e2\u0080\u009cJust at the minute when it\\nlooked as though the blamed thing was going to do the\\nbusiness for them, they jist backs out, and gives it all\\nup.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou said they were signalled to?\\nExactly.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe signal was perhaps intended as a warning that\\ndanger threatened them, and they acted the part of dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncretion.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the decided reply of the hun\u00c2\u00ac\\nter. Ef the redskins had larned that we was waiting\\nfor the chance, how long do you s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose they would have\\nwaited before they\u00e2\u0080\u0099d sent a dozen bullets through us?\\nI see.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n139\\nYou 11 have to hit on something else, before you\\ncan tell us the reason they backed out.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIf you can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t explain it, there is no use of my trying,\\nso I give up the conundrum. But I do think\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSh! interrupted Red Plume, who was stretched\\nflat upon the earth, and who had detected something\\nsuspicious.\\nThe party, as we have intimated in another place,\\nwere concealed under a dense growth of shrubbery,\\ntheir hiding-place being reached by their crawling un\u00c2\u00ac\\nder it, and maintaining a prone position, so as not to\\ndisturb the vegetation around them.\\nWhen they conversed, it was in such cautious under\u00c2\u00ac\\ntones that they could barely hear each other, and there\\nwas no danger of their voices reaching the ears of oth\u00c2\u00ac\\ners for whom they were not intended.\\nBut, for all that, Red Plume had detected the\\nstealthy tread of a moccasin, and had given instant\\nwarning.\\nAt this instant none of the others had heard it, but\\nJud\u00e2\u0080\u0099s suspicions of the cause of the alarm were in\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly confirmed by detecting the same faint sound.\\nSome Indian was coming that way, certainly, though\\nthey could hardly believe he was searching for them, as\\nthey had used such caution and circumspection in their\\nmovements, that both were certain they had not been\\nobserved.\\nThere were savages all around them, but as they", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "140\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nmoved freely and without suspicion of being observed,\\nthey were the more easily avoided.\\nSoon the interloper came so near that all heard him.\\nHe seemed to be walking slowly by, as though he were\\nsearching for something. When directly opposite, he\\nhalted, so close, that even in the gloom Red Plume\\ncould distinguish the outlines of his figure.\\nHere he stood a short time, as if in the attitude of\\nlistening, and then, instead of moving away, walked\\nstill nearer, and parted the bushes.\\nAs he leaned over, he was visible to every one of the\\nfour men, who almost held their breath. Both Jud\\nand Red Plume clutched their knives ready for the in\u00c2\u00ac\\nstant use, which seemed inevitable.\\nBut the four were literally immersed in darkness,\\nand sharp as was the trained vision of the savage, he\\ncould not detect the slightest sign of them. He stood\\nonly a few seconds, when, apparently satisfied that\\nthere was nothing there that needed looking after, he\\nmoved on.\\nNot until he was fairly beyond all danger of hear\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, did one of the men break silence.\\nCracky! he was looking for us,\u00e2\u0080\u009d exclaimed Mug\u00c2\u00ac\\ngins, with a great sigh of relief.\\nIf he had been, he would have found us,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied\\nJud; but he s gone, and we will think no more about\\nhim. Red Plume!\\nThus appealed to, the Indian listened to something\\nthat was uttered in his own tongue. A few questions", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n141\\nand answers passed, when the old hunter turned to\\nCaptain Swarthausen, by way of explanation.\\nThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sumfin that looks worse than all!\\nWhat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s that?\\nIn the last half hour there has a breeze come up.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat of it?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a northerly wind.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd what of that?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s from the barn right square toward the\\nhouse.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAh! I see what you mean. That is bad, isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t it\\nYou seem to feel certain that they will fire the barn.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhen I see that, I am,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the hunter, point\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in the direction of the building referred to.\\nNo one saw the point indicated, but they knew what\\nhe meant, and every eye was turned to the north, and\\nimmediately the appalling truth burst upon them.\\nThe barn had been fired, and the wind was blowing\\ndirectly toward the house. No earthly power could\\nnow save it!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XVII\\nTHE FLIGHT\\nIt was far into the night when the barn burst out\\ninto flames, and a strong, steady wind blew it power\u00c2\u00ac\\nfully toward the light frame structure of the house.\\nFor some time those within the building held strong\\nhopes of escaping a burning out/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 but only a few\\nminutes were necessary to prove that nothing less than\\na miracle could prevent the flames being communicated\\nto the roof over their heads.\\nThen Fielding looked hurriedly about him for quilts\\nand blankets. There was an abundance of these, and\\nhe dashed down stairs to Dinah.\\nNow, if thee will help me,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he said, we will\\nspeedily saturate these with water, and I will hasten\\nthrough the trap door, and spread them upon the roof,\\nand thus perchance we may check the conflagration.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat do you mean by saterate them asked the\\ncook, with her knuckles against her sides, and her arms\\nakimbo.\\nWet them\u00e2\u0080\u0094soak them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat with?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWater, of course.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDinah shook like an immense bowl of jelly.\\n142", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nM3\\nDar ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a peck ob water in de house; my baby\\ndrunked \u00e2\u0080\u0099bout a bushel himself.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Friend recoiled, thunderstruck.\\nVerily, I am astonished,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, almost in a de\u00c2\u00ac\\nspairing tone.\\nIt would \u00e2\u0080\u0099stonish anybody to see dat baby eat and\\ndrink. Why, only toder day\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut the affrighted Friend did not stay to hear her\\nthrough. The next minute he was in the second story,\\nwhere Mr. and Mrs. Prescott were fairly stunned at\\nthe magnitude of the calamity that had come upon\\nthem so suddenly.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWe are lost! we are lost!\u00e2\u0080\u009d moaned the latter,\\nwringing her hands, and walking back and forth.\\nWhy do not Red Plume and Jud come to our assist\u00c2\u00ac\\nance? Have mercy, Heavenly Father!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nShe was constantly praying to Him who alone could\\nsave her, while the husband was beseeching help from\\nthe same divine source.\\nDo thee haste to the lower story, commanded\\nFielding, taking hold of each, and shoving them to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward the stairs. We will all meet there, and prepare\\nto rush from the door.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe two mechanically obeyed him, hardly con\u00c2\u00ac\\nscious of what they were doing, or what he had said;\\nand tarrying only long enough to make sure of his\\norder being heeded, the young man rushed into another\\nroom for Lige and Cato.\\nThis apartment was illuminated by the glare of the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "144\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nburning barn, and the instant he burst open the door,\\nhe saw the latter, curled up and sound asleep upon the\\nfloor, while Lige was in the very act of climbing out\\nthe window.\\nLike a panther, the Quaker leaped entirely across the\\nroom, and catching the negro by the arm, drew him in\\nwith such violence that he was thrown prostrate upon\\nhis face.\\nThe shock awoke Cato, who stared about him in\\nbewilderment.\\nWhat de ole Harry is de matter he asked, blink\u00c2\u00ac\\ning and staring around in the strong light. Dar must\\nbe a \u00e2\u0080\u0099clipse ob de moon, dat frowed Lige out ob bed,\\nand Master Fielding am picking him up.\\nBy this time the baffled African was upon his feet,\\nsullen and scowling.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhat you catch hold me dat way fur?\u00e2\u0080\u009d he de\u00c2\u00ac\\nmanded, clutching and working his fingers as if he held\\nan invisible knife, which he was about to bury in the\\nbody of the Friend.\\nThou wert running into great danger, for the hea\u00c2\u00ac\\nthen will see thee, and fire their guns at thee.\\nWal, won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t we git burned up if we stay h\u00e2\u0080\u0099ar?\\nIt is not our intention to remain here. We pro\u00c2\u00ac\\npose to leave the house, but not by way of the\\nwindow.\\nHow you gwine to git out den\\nGo to the lower floor, and when all is ready we\\nwill make a rush, and perchance through the assistance", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n145\\nof Divine Providence, and our friends who are sta\u00c2\u00ac\\ntioned on the outside, some of us may escape to a place\\nof safety.\\nLige stood without moving. Baffled at all points,\\ntreated with rudeness and insult, he was about ready\\nfor open revolt. The opportunity was good, when the\\nattention of those who esteemed themselves his masters\\nwas taken up with the terrible danger upon them.\\nBut when Lige looked up and saw the gleam of the\\neyes that were fixed upon him, he quailed, and obeyed\\nlike a whipped dog. Without a word he disappeared\\ndown stairs.\\nAt this juncture the voice of Dinah was heard call\u00c2\u00ac\\ning to her baby to hurry down, without an instant\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\ndelay, and it is hardly necessary to say that her sum\u00c2\u00ac\\nmons was not in vain.\\nOnce more Fielding ran to the upper story to see\\nwhether there was any possible means by which any\\ncould escape from the building in that direction.\\nBut there was none, and he hurried to the window\\nfor some signal from his friends. They were on the\\nalert. On the edge of the clearing, next the lake, he\\ncaught sight of an Indian, who instantly made a curi\u00c2\u00ac\\nous gesture with his arm; but the Quaker understood\\nit, and he made a returning signal as a promise that the\\nadvice of Red Plume would be followed.\\nAs Fielding started to move away, he heard a crack\u00c2\u00ac\\nling noise over his head which arrested him. Listening", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "146\\nTHE RED PLUME\\na moment, he sprang upon a chair, and slightly raised\\nthe trap-door.\\nHis worst fears were realized. The storm of blazing\\ncinders that filled the air had driven large numbers\\nupon the roof, and the twists of flame could be seen in\\na dozen places, spreading and burning with a fierceness\\nwhich showed how good a fuel not only they, but the\\nwhole building, were, and how speedily the entire\\nstructure would be reduced to ashes.\\nThe Sioux were wild with delight. They could be\\nseen leaping, and running, flinging their arms, screech\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, whooping, howling, and acting like so many imps\\nof darkness.\\nAnd justly so; for had they not triumphed at last?\\nThey had lost a few of their number, but now they\\ncould revenge themselves in whatsoever manner they\\nchos\u00c2\u00a3. The whole household were doomed, and a few\\nminutes more, and the victory would be complete.\\nThe ingenuity of the human mind is wonderful, and\\nthe shrewdness displayed by the friendly Sioux, in this\\ndreadful crisis, was amazing. It is a well-known fact\\nthat, during the Minnesota massacres\u00e2\u0080\u0094as has often\\nbeen the case before and since\u00e2\u0080\u0094brave men were stupe\u00c2\u00ac\\nfied by the appalling character of the danger which\\nburst so suddenly upon them. In one case a reeking\\nredskin leaped into a wagon, containing not only\\nwomen, but grown-up men, and tomahawked one after\\nthe other, without any resistance, the men sitting with", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n147\\ndrooping arms and stolid faces, and receiving the\\ndeath-blow without moving a muscle in defence.\\nBut Red Plume was one of the few whose mind\\nseemed to rise above every peril encountered. The\\ngreater its magnitude, the more fertile was he in his\\nintellectual resources.\\nThe truth was, he had been through such scenes as\\nthis before, and there was hardly a quickening of a\\npulse-beat, as he partly screened himself in the edge of\\nthe wood, and signalled to Fielding to bring himself\\nand friends from the front-door, and advance directly\\nacross the clearing, where they would inevitably be\\ncaptured without exception.\\nIndeed the young Quaker displayed an ingenuity\\nscarcely second to that of his dusky friend.\\nHe reasoned, that if the men ventured first, they\\nwould instantly be shot down to prevent their escape,\\nwhile the women coming after, would be.captured. As\\nthe latter calamity was unavoidable, all that could be\\ndone was to avert the former.\\nThe only method of doing this was for the fugitives\\nto rush out in a body. The presence of the females\\nwould probably prevent their being fired upon\u00e2\u0080\u0094but if\\nthat failed, there was nothing more to be done.\\nThe upper part of the house was one roaring mass of\\nflames, and there was imminent danger of the roof fall\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in every moment.\\nFielding unbarred the front door with his own\\nhands.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "148 THE RED PLUME\\nThou wilt place thine arm around thy wife,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nhe, addressing Mr. Prescott, and run for the large\\noak which is on the edge of the clearing.\\nBut we cannot reach it; the consequences will be\\ncertain death.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cThink not of consequences, but do thy duty and\\ntrust to God.\\nAnd you?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWill follow with Dinah and Lige and Cato.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhar dat baby ob mine? demanded the African\\nmother, whirling round, and catching him by his ear.\\nYou take hold my hand, Cato, and if you tries to run\\naway, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll whack you till you can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t stand.\\nIf by any possibility we should reach the wood?\\nasked Prescott, turning to Fielding.\\nKeep down the side of th e lake, and run as fast\\nas thou canst.\\nIn that solemn moment, when all stood, as it were,\\nin the very presence-chamber of death, it was but natu\u00c2\u00ac\\nral that an appeal should be sent up to the only Power\\nthat could stretch forth its hand to save them.\\nAnd the whole party, excepting the negroes, who, it\\nmay be said, had no realizing sense of their situation,\\nbowed their heads, and in silence sent up such an appeal\\nto God, as only the human heart can do, when the dark\u00c2\u00ac\\nness of death is closing around, and no mortal being\\ncan help. Thus the soul turns instinctively to the one\\ngreat Source of strength.\\nThe next moment Fielding drew the door wide open,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n149\\nand Prescott and his wife stepped forth. At this time,\\nthe burning barn and building lit up the clearing with\\na light stronger than at noonday, and many a dark eye\\nwas fixed upon them.\\nThe pause was but for a moment, when both started\\non a light run toward the point indicated by the Quaker\\nbefore starting.\\nThey had not gone one half the distance when the\\nsilence (which had lasted but a few seconds) was\\nbroken by a whoop, and, at the same instant, three In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians were seen running diagonally across the clearing,\\nin such a direction as to intercept them.\\nWe are lost! we are lost! moaned Mrs. Prescott,\\nabout to sink to the earth, when her husband supported\\nher. i\\nNever mind; they will only take us prisoners.\\nThe two made all haste, and, as they reached the\\nwood, found they were in the power of the trio of In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians, one of whom instantly took away Mr. Prescott\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\ngun.\\nAt this juncture, Dinah, the cook, holding her baby\\nby one hand, while her arm, which looked like the leg\\nof a piano, rested upon that of Fielding, sallied forth.\\nShe was of enormous size, weighing well nigh two\\nhundred; and, as may be understood, was not capable\\nof going very fast; but, under the urging and tugging\\nof Cato, she essayed a trot, which almost shook her to\\npieces.\\nScarcely a rod had been passed, when her foot", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n150\\ncaught in some obstruction, and she capsized, despite\\nthe heroic efforts of Fielding to prevent the catastro\u00c2\u00ac\\nphe.\\nVerily, I fear thou art grievously injured, he\\nsaid, as, unmindful of his own great danger, he en\u00c2\u00ac\\ndeavored to help her on her feet.\\nShould think I was! she groaned, coming up by\\ndegrees. Whar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s dat Cato Gone and runned\\naway! Ah, dar he is!\\nAnd she caught sight of her undutiful child ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproaching, just at the moment he was seized in the iron\\ngrip of a brawny savage.\\nDrop dat pet ob mine! she fairly shrieked, bear\u00c2\u00ac\\ning down upon the Sioux like a lightning express train,\\nunder tolerable headway, on a down grade; she struck\\nhim with a momentum that was irresistible, and the\\nIndian was shuffled a dozen feet or so before he could\\ncheck himself.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll teach you to be interferin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 wid oder folks\u00e2\u0080\u0099 ba\u00c2\u00ac\\nbies she exclaimed, making another lunge at him,\\nwhile he ingloriously retreated, amid the laughter of\\nhis comrades, and while Cato took shelter under the\\nwing of his parent.\\nWhar dat Lige? asked the panting Dinah, glar\u00c2\u00ac\\ning around for the other sable gentleman, but failing\\nto see him.\\nHe has fled, replied Fielding, who had seen him\\nslip off to one side and run in a different direction.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nWall, he has allers been a heap ob trouble; let him\\ngo.\\nThere were now something like a dozen Indians\\ngrouped around the captives, and their intention was to\\nkill every one of them, although whether to do it now,\\nor to wait until daylight, was a question which seemed\\nunsettled by any of them.\\nBut thus far everything had gone precisely as Red\\nPlume had anticipated, and it remained for him to give\\nanother evidence of the extraordinary fertility of re\u00c2\u00ac\\nsource at his command.\\nThe number of Sioux who held the captives in\\ncharge was so large, that while there was a good pros\u00c2\u00ac\\npect of their being overpowered, yet Red Plume knew\\nit could not be done without a desperate fight, the\\nlength of which would bring all the Sioux in the\\nneighborhood into it, and, in all probability, insure the\\ndeath of more than one member of the party.\\nHis object, therefore, was to divert the attention of\\nthe Sioux to another quarter, and to draw as large a\\nnumber as possible away from the prisoners.\\nSuddenly a peculiar whoop was heard from the other\\nside of the clearing, beyond and behind the blazing\\nhouse and barn. It was the Sioux call for assistance.\\nSomething had been discovered of a startling nature,\\nand the majority of the redskins made a rush for the\\nspot at once.\\nStill, they did not forget their usual caution, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "5 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthree of them, fully armed, remained in charge of those\\nwhom they had already secured.\\nThis, under ordinary circumstances, would have\\nbeen all sufficient, as these savages were armed to the\\nteeth, and the captives did not possess so much as a\\nsingle knife among them.\\nThe Sioux had barely time to disappear, when a\\nvoice at no great distance called to the fugitives:\\nNow run, right down dong the lake!\\nNo one saw the speaker, but Fielding recognized the\\nvoice as that of old Jud, and he lost not a moment in\\nobeying it.\\nNow is our time, friends, said he, for truly that\\nwas the voice of a friend. Heed not the heathens, but\\nmake all haste.\\nMr. Prescott and his wife made a rush down the side\\nof the lake, the Quaker, Dinah and Cato attempting to\\nfollow. Lige was still invisible.\\nAs may be supposed, they were hardly allowed to\\nstart, when they were fiercely encountered by the three\\nSioux who held them in charge.\\nNot the variation of a hair\u00e2\u0080\u0099s breadth of the original\\nprogramme of Red Plume had as yet occurred. This\\nwas precisely the number he had conjectured would be\\nleft behind to guard the prisoners, and that which now\\nfollowed was calculated upon when he laid his course\\nof action.\\nThe Indian who raised his tomahawk in the face of\\nMr. Prescott, in such a threatening manner, was sud-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*53\\ndenly stricken to the earth, with his head cloven by the\\nweapon of Red Plume, who hurled it while he was yet\\na rod distant. Almost at the same instant, old Jud\\nsprang forward, with a panther-like movement, and\\nburied his knife to the hilt in the back of the second,\\njust as Captain Swarthausen made a lunge with his\\nsword at the third, who dodged the blow with no little\\nskill, and succeeded in getting off in the woods without\\na scratch.\\nNot a second could be spared. In a few minutes, at\\nmost, the other Sioux would detect the trick that had\\nbeen played upon them, and would be back again.\\nPrescott and his wife resumed their flight, under the\\npilotage of old Jud, while Red Plume lingered in the\\nrear, which was really the place of danger.\\nDinah had rested sufficiently to recover her wind\\nand she now pitched forward again, like an overloaded\\nelephant, with the hand of Cato clasped firmly by her\\nown, while the kind-hearted Fielding still supported\\nher on the left.\\nIn this order the flight was begun, and kept up with\\ndesperate vigor, which it is almost impossible to realize.\\nEvery one fully comprehended that it was a struggle\\nfor life, and did his and her utmost.\\nThe fugitives had not yet gotten beyond the glare of\\nthe burning buildings, when several whoops told that\\ntheir flight had been discovered by the Sioux, and they\\nwere in hot pursuit.\\nIf they could get fairly within the darkness of the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "*54\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwood before being discovered, there was a good pros\u00c2\u00ac\\npect of escape, as the Indians not only were unable to\\nfollow their trail, but had no means of detecting the\\ndirection they had taken.\\nFully aware of this, Jud urged them to the utmost,\\nand the bulky Dinah threw her whole soul into the one\\neffort to get over the ground as fast as possible.\\nA person who for years has been accustomed to\\nwalking at a moderate gait, is very apt to think it an\\neasy matter to run; but when he comes to undertake it,\\nstrange pains and sprains occur in different parts of\\nthe body, and he is pretty certain to break down all at\\nonce, and almost as soon as he starts.\\nSo with the cook. She was just fairly under way,\\nwhen one of her ankles suddenly gave out and she\\ndropped as if shot.\\nDat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s orful! she groaned, as Fielding again\\nhelped her to her feet. I b\u00e2\u0080\u0099leve dat leg is broke. Jus\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nhear dem Injians yawp.\\nStrive thy best,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the mild-spoken Quaker;\\nthere is a boat close at hand, in which thou canst\\nspeedily rest thy weariness.\\nI should think I was doing my best, she ejacu\u00c2\u00ac\\nlated, as she managed to get on her feet again.\\nOld Jud would not allow Prescott and his wife to\\npause, when the accident occurred to the cook.\\nEf we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got to lose any one, it may as well be\\nher, he said, as he hurried them forward. Like as\\nnot she\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll sink the boat anyway when she gets into it.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n155\\nMrs. Prescott was exhausted, and began to lag, see\u00c2\u00ac\\ning which, the hunter seized her arm and almost\\ncarried her along.\\nIt seemed that the whooping Sioux were all around\\nthem. One thing was certain, they were not far be\u00c2\u00ac\\nhind, and the danger of discovery was growing more\\nimminent each minute.\\nThe boat in which they intended taking refuge, when\\nthere appeared to be any safety in doing so, was still\\nsome distance away, while, if the aborigines should\\ngain any idea of the line of retreat adopted by the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives, they could easily intercept them, and turn the\\nwhole party back in the woods again, there to fall into\\ntheir hands as soon as morning should come.\\nThus far our friends had been tramping through the\\nwoods; but for a short distance there was an open space\\nfor a hundred yards or so, and beyond this a dense\\nmass of undergrowth where the waiting boat lay con\u00c2\u00ac\\ncealed.\\nIt was the intention of old Jud not to expose himself\\nand friends to any additional danger, by entering this\\nplace, but to skirt it until the dense bushes beyond were\\nreached; but at the very moment he reached it, he saw\\nseveral shadowy forms move across the opposite end,\\nand he suddenly drew back.\\nThe varmints are there, said he; follow me,\\nand be careful not to speak a word.\\nIt would have been the part of prudence for the\\nscout to leave his friends where they were, while he", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "i5 6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwent forward to reconnoitre, but time was now of such\\nimportance that he took the more dangerous course of\\nallowing them to accompany him.\\nBut, hurried as they were, he could not forget en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntirely his usual habits of caution, and so considerable\\ntime was consumed before the cover of the under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth was reached.\\nWhen, however they got within this again, nothing\\nwas seen or heard of the Indians, and Jud stole for\u00c2\u00ac\\nward until he reached the edge of the lake, where he\\nwas pleased to find the boat lying just as he had left it\\nhours before.\\nPrescott and his wife took their seats in the stern,\\nbut the hunter did not enter.\\nStay here till I come back, said he. I must go\\nand see what has become of the rest.\\nThis was the very thing Prescott was about to ask\\nhim to do, and so he bade him good speed on his errand\\nof duty.\\nThe fact that nothing now was heard of those in the\\nrear, was ominous of evil, and Jud hurried through the\\nwood, expecting at every step to receive evidence of the\\nwhole three being in the hands of the Sioux, as he knew\\nthat the Friend was too chivalrous to desert even such\\nan humble individual as Dinah, the black cook, when\\nshe was in peril, though he incurred a fate similar to\\nhers, by remaining.\\nBut matters were found in a better condition than he\\ndared to hope. About half way to the point where they", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n157\\nhad parted company, he encountered Cato, who at first\\nwas disposed to run, but was quickly checked by the\\ncautious voice of the hunter, inquiring as to what was\\nthe matter.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cGolly! I was jist lookin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 for you.\\nSh! not so loud! Where\u00e2\u0080\u0099s your mother\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cShe\u00e2\u0080\u0099s gib out.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the matter?\\nShe tried to jump ober a log, and sprained de off\\nleg, and has gib out.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWhere is she?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBack yunder, a sittin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 on de wery tree dat she\\nbroke her neck ober.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIs Fielding with her?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYas; he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s got a limb in his hand brushin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 de flies\\noff ob her nose, and she sent me to tell you dat you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nhave to s\u00e2\u0080\u0099cuse her from runnin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 any more races at\\npresent.\\nIt won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do for her to stay there, said the hunter,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cthe varmints are rampagin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 through the woods.\\nWhere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Captain Swarthausen\\nJingo! I hain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t seen nuflin ob him since we\\nstarted.\\nIn the hurry and confusion of the flight, Captain\\nSwarthausen had become separated from the others;\\nbut knowing where they all were to rendezvous, he\\nhad probably purposely refrained from rejoining them,\\nand had continued on at such a prudent rate as to make\\nhim considerably behind Jud in reaching the boat.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n158\\nFrom the beginning, Muggins had been set down as\\nof no account, and he was despatched to a point a half\\nmile down the lake, where they agreed to call for him\\nin case the company got off without accident.\\nThose, then, who might still be considered in great\\nperil were Fielding, and Dinah and her son.\\nShow me where they are, commanded Judkins, in\\nhis cautious manner, and be careful not to make any\\nnoise about it, and keep your gab shut.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I allers try to do,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Cato, as he led\\nthe way. I nebber was much ob a hand to talk, but\\nmother always said I was, and I said I wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t, and so\\nyer see we had a \u00e2\u0080\u0099spute ober it, and couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t neber\\nagree \u00e2\u0080\u0098bout it nohow\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut the scout was in no mood to listen to the lo\u00c2\u00ac\\nquacity of the African, and he peremptorily closed his\\nmonth before he had time even to finish his sentence.\\nThe shouts and whoops of the Indians had, in a\\ngreat measure, ceased; but this was no evidence that\\nthey were not prosecuting the search with as great\\nvigor as ever.\\nThe burning buildings had been mostly consumed,\\nand only a dull glare could be seen where, a short time\\nbefore the whole heavens were illuminated. The\\nproperty of the Prescotts had been destroyed, nothing\\nbut the glowing embers being left where the handsome\\nhouse and barn had stood so long in safety.\\nOnly a few minutes were necessary for old Jud to\\nreach the tree where Dinah was sitting. As he came", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*59\\nup, he found Fielding endeavoring to convince her\\nthat it was possible for her to make some progress, if\\nshe would only put forth the attempt.\\nI tell you it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s onpossible! said she, somewhat pet\u00c2\u00ac\\nulantly; dat ar leg ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t worth shucks.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut I will do my utmost to assist thee.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAin\u00e2\u0080\u0099t no use ob talkin\u00e2\u0080\u0099\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; thar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s been a little too much of it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d inter\u00c2\u00ac\\nrupted the hunter, as he strode forward, in no very\\namiable mood. \u00e2\u0080\u009cYou can do as you please, old Mid\u00c2\u00ac\\nnight\u00e2\u0080\u0094sit on that log till you grow fast, or go \u00e2\u0080\u0099long\\nwith us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWal, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll hef to sit yar, den\u00e2\u0080\u0094Masser Fielding and\\nme baby can stay wid me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; they can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t, I shan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t let one of \u00e2\u0080\u0099em stay.\\nYou can set it out alone, ef you want to.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDinah had seen old Jud before, and she had no de\u00c2\u00ac\\nsire to thwart him, so she concluded to make another\\neffort.\\nBut she had really sprained her limb, and was not\\nable to walk of herself; but Fielding assisted at one\\nside, and old Jud at the other, while Cato offered to\\ncarry her shoes; and, supported in this manner, they\\nstarted for the lake.\\nThe latter, fortunately, was quite close at hand,\\nand reaching the bank, they let her down, gently, where\\nthey concluded to leave her until they could bring the\\nboat to her, while Fielding and Jud started off with the\\npromise of a speedy return. Of course, they could not", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "i6o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nrefuse to allow Cato to remain with her, although the\\nlatter would have been better pleased in almost any\\nother place.\\nOld Jud and Fielding had walked some distance in\\nthe wood, when the latter said:\\nAs it seems that I can be of no further assistance\\nto thee, if thou art willing, I will hasten to Lillian and\\nEdith, who, perchance, are in need of help.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe scout could offer no objection, and the Friend\\nvanished almost on the instant.\\nWhen Jud reached the boat, he found Captain\\nSwarthausen there and waiting for him.\\nWhere is Muggins?\\nGone on around the lake, I suppose. I haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\ncome across him since we started.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHave you seen Red Plume\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; but there were Indians all around in the\\nwoods, and it seems a miracle that we have escaped\\nthus far.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe hunter then explained that the rest of the party\\nwere waiting for them up the lake, and that he had\\npromised to return for them.\\nAs there was no telling whether it would be safe to\\ncome back to this spot, the whole party, numbering\\nfour, stepped into the boat, when the astounding dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncovery was made that it would not hold another per\u00c2\u00ac\\nson\\nThe vessel was simply an ordinary canoe, intended\\nto carry two persons, but capable of supporting double", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 161\\nthat number. The large boat, in which the younger\\nmembers of the party had crossed the lake, had prob\u00c2\u00ac\\nably fallen into the hands of the Sioux, as no one knew\\nwhere to find it.\\nHere was a dilemma, which brought a smile to the\\nface of the grizzled old hunter as he reflected what the\\nconsequences would be of dropping Dinah in among\\nthem.\\nThe boat would go down, and, like enough, she\\nwould float, and the rest of us would have to swim.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat are we to do, then? inquired the Captain.\\nI can see but one remedy, and that is for Prescott and\\nme to get out and foot it, while you take charge.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs this was, indeed, the only escape from the di\u00c2\u00ac\\nlemma, it was adopted, and Jud Judkins, with no one\\nin the canoe excepting Mrs. Prescott, began feel\u00c2\u00ac\\ning his way cautiously along the shore of the lake in\\nsearch of Dinah and her heir.\\nAs both Red Plume and the hunter had explained\\nto the different members of the party the location of\\nLillian and Edith, there were now quite a company\\nthreading through the woods, all converging toward\\nthe supposed camping ground of Mr. Pipkins and his\\ncharge.\\nFielding had an anxiety at heart, which he care\u00c2\u00ac\\nfully concealed when in the presence of others; but\\nnow, when alone, he sped through the woods like an\\nIndian upon the trail of an enemy.\\nHe knew, indeed, that the two girls needed the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "162\\nTHE RED PLUME\\npresence of strong arms, and one of them especially\\nhad scarcely been absent from his thoughts during the\\nmost fearful moments of the siege and attack upon the\\nhouse. It was Edith, the brave, the magnificent, the\\nreckless haste that the officer found necessary to check\\nhad never known before.\\nBehind the Friend came Captain Swarthausen and\\nPrescott, the latter burning with an apprehension that\\nseemed to increase each moment, and urged him into a\\nreckless haste that the officer found necssary to check\\nalmost constantly, lest both should be precipitated into\\nsome grave danger.\\nAnd ahead of them all, plodding patiently through\\nthe woods, and almost at his goal, was Muggins, who,\\npoor man, knew and suspected nothing of the tragic\\ndeed that the forest had witnessed in the darkness of\\nthe night, but he counted confidently upon meeting his\\nwife in the course of an hour or so at the most, when\\nthey would unitedly continue their efforts to escape,\\nand, perhaps, all in good time reach Fort Grandon,\\nwhere they might laugh to scorn the rage of the Sioux.\\nBut none of the party was out of danger as yet, for\\nthe redskins were in every portion of the wood, more\\nsilent than before, but more wary and none the less\\ndetermined in tracing out the fugitives who thus far\\nhad eluded them in such a clever manner.\\nThe last exploit had shown the Sioux a fact which\\nthey had only partly believed before. General occur\u00c2\u00ac\\nrences had led some of them to suspect that there were", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n163\\nsome outside parties assisting those within the build\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, but they were uncertain until the stratagem, which\\nhas been referred to, was tried upon them with such\\nsuccess.\\nIf there had been any doubt remaining, it was re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmoved by this, as well as by the testimony of their\\nonly surviving comrade, who had been left in charge of\\nthe prisoners.\\nWe have referred to the wonderful sagacity of Red\\nPlume. This will be more apparent when we state\\nthat, up to this point, his scheme of rescue had scarcely\\nvaried in the least from what he had planned at the be\u00c2\u00ac\\nginning.\\nThe gathering of the redskins around the fugitives\\nafter they had issued from the building\u00e2\u0080\u0094the diversion\\nby means of his own false signals\u00e2\u0080\u0094its success\u00e2\u0080\u0094the at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntack of the scout, Old Jud\u00e2\u0080\u0094the flight of the whites\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\ntheir separation in the woods, and their final con\u00c2\u00ac\\nvergence toward the point at the extreme end; all these\\nwere what he had counted upon, and what had taken\\nplace just as predicted.\\nWhen Dinah was deposited in the hunter\u00e2\u0080\u0099s canoe,\\nand her son Cato was placed near her, and he in turn\\nfollowed by Jud, it may well be supposed that the frail\\nboat was well loaded. In fact, a few more pounds\\nwould have sent it to the bottom of the lake; and when\\nthe leader took the paddle in hand he made up his mind\\nthat he was in no condition to run a race with any hos\u00c2\u00ac\\ntile boat. All that he could hope to do was gradually", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "164\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nto propel the boat toward the river, down which the at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntempt would doubtless be made to reach Fort Grandon.\\nAt first he was undecided whether to head straight\\nacross the lake for the mouth of the river, or whether\\nto coast the shore. Finally, he took the latter course,\\nadvancing with his usual care, and keeping in the dark\\nbank of shadow as well as was possible.\\nA common fear was now upon all the fugitives\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u0098-and\\nthat was, that day would break before they could get\\nwell out of the way of the Indians.\\nAs soon as it should become fairly light the Sioux\\nwould be able to follow their trail, if found; and what\\nthese people could do to the injury of the fugitives, it\\nwas very certain they would do.\\nSo, as old Jud gently propelled the canoe along the\\nbank, he not only was on the alert against running into\\nimmediate danger, but he was busily speculating upon\\nthe future, and what the prospect was of getting the\\nwhole party safely away, when they should all unite\\nand start upon their journey southward.\\nDinah, now and then, gave utterance to a groan, but\\nshe had gained such an appreciating sense of her dan\u00c2\u00ac\\nger from the scout as well as the Indians, that she was\\ntolerably quiet.\\nCato dropped asleep almost the moment he seated\\nhimself, and his mother probably would have done the\\nsame had not her sprained limb forbidden.\\nSlowly the canoe coursed along the coast until fully\\nhalf the distance was passed, when the faintest and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n165\\nmost tremulous of whistles reached the ears of Jud,\\nand, resting on his paddle, he replied in the same man\u00c2\u00ac\\nner.\\nWhat dat asked the alarmed Dinah.\\nShet up! commanded Jud, raising his oar in a\\nthreatening manner.\\nAgain the signal was repeated, and immediately\\nafter, the African sister discerned the outlines of a\\ncanoe bearing down upon them. She was about to\\nutter a screech of alarm, but another significant gesture\\nfrom the hunter prevented, and she cowered in silence,\\nwhile the boat came up like a shadow.\\nOne single occupant in it only, and he was Red\\nPlume. Laying himself alongside, the two exchanged\\na few words, and then Cato was awakened, and com\u00c2\u00ac\\npelled to step into the other boat.\\nThis partially equalized matters, and the two boats\\nheaded across the lake toward the mouth of the Cres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncent River, the Indian taking the lead, and old Jud fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowing close in the rear.\\nAt the same time, the growing light in the east\\nshowed that the eventful night was drawing to a close,\\nand only a few minutes more of favoring darkness re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained.\\nDay was indeed coming\u00e2\u0080\u0094a day not less fraught\\nwith incident and peril than the dozen hours that had\\nalready passed away.\\nThe two men who, it may be said, were the direc\u00c2\u00ac\\ntors of the little party, were veterans enough in wilder-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "i66\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nness and frontier life to dread the rising of the sun\\nwhich was to guide the merciless Sioux in their relent\u00c2\u00ac\\nless tracking of the fugitives through the wood, and\\nthey now drove their boats with astonishing speed\\nthrough the water to where the helpless females and\\ntheir equally helpless companion were awaiting their\\ncoming, hopefully, and yet with the trembling appre\u00c2\u00ac\\nhension of those who had learned, in some degree, the\\nfearful peril that impended over them.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XVIII\\nTHE MEETING\\nUgh, now! this is a bore! Here I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been out over\\nnight, a mark for the dew to aim at, and liable to catch\\ncold, and\u00e2\u0080\u0094atchew!\\nMr. Pipkins awoke at an unusually early hour for\\nhim (that is, when the sun was but a few degrees\\nabove the horizon), and throwing off his blanket, sat\\nup in the boat, and made the remark above given,\\nrounding off his period with a terrific sneeze, which\\nbeing repeated several times, excited considerable ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nprehension upon his part.\\nJingo! a few more explosions like that, and the\\nend of my nose will be blowed off! Fact is, I always\\nconsidered a sneeze as a human earthquake, from the\\nway it shakes a fellow up. Hello! there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Edith and\\nLil asleep yet. Wonder if they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got a cold?\\nThe young man stretched his limbs, yawned, and\\nseemed gradually to collect his bewildered senses.\\nNo; it isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a dream! he suddenly exclaimed, as\\nhe slapped his knee; there was a young fellow here\\nlast night\u00e2\u0080\u0094that Colonel Havens from Fort Grampus,\\nand he took Lil off in a canoe and has brought her back\\n167", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "i68\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nagain; but what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s become of him? That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the ques\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, as the immortal William observes.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAfter a moment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s severe cogitation he shook his\\nhead.\\nI give it up; it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a conundrum I can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t answer. The\\nonly solution I can give is that he was so smitten with\\njealousy when he saw me that he brought Lil back and\\ncommitted suicide. But, by jingo! I must stretch my\\nlegs.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe canoe was so close to the bank that he had only\\nto step upon the land, and he did so without disturbing\\nthe fair sleepers remaining behind.\\nThe latter awoke shortly after his departure, and,\\nas may be supposed, were both thoughtful and sad.\\nThey instinctively turned their eyes toward the lake, as\\nif they would penetrate to the other shore and learn\\nwhat had there taken place during the hours they had\\nslept.\\nAll was still, but what did it signify?\\nWere father and mother still living? Was this op\u00c2\u00ac\\npressive silence ominous of death? Was all hope\\ngone?\\nEarnestly and fervently the sisters prayed to Heaven\\nin their dire extremity\u00e2\u0080\u0094prayed not so much for them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves as for those who they hoped, but hardly dare\\nbelieve, were still living.\\nMaking their ablutions in the clear water of the\\nstream upon which they were floating, they stepped", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 169\\nupon the bank and awaited the return of their compan\u00c2\u00ac\\nion.\\nHe was not long in making his appearance, and he\\ncame with the question, while he smoked his meer\u00c2\u00ac\\nschaum\\nLil, where is that Colonel that was here last\\nnight?\\nHe went back hours ago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t he stay?\\nHe was compelled to return.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut he ought not to have been compelled when his\\npresence was needed here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe offered to remain but he could be of no use,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nreplied Edith, and he must be many miles away by\\nthis time.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOh! it doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t make any particular difference,\u00e2\u0080\u009d re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmarked Pipkins, in his lofty way, he didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t strike me\\nas of much account, anyhow.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe is a nephew of Captain Swarthausen, and one\\nof the bravest young men in the country,\u00e2\u0080\u009d Lillian\\nhastened to say with considerable warmth.\\nOh!\u00e2\u0080\u0094ah!\u00e2\u0080\u0094I am sure I have no objection; but I\\nhave just become aware of a highly important fact.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe sisters looked inquiringly toward him.\\nWe haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t had supper or breakfast, and what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nmore, there isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a very brilliant prospect of getting\\none at present.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAll were ahungered and faint, but the girls had\\nscarcely thought of food. Indeed, there was nothing to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "I/O\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nbe gained by thinking of it, as it was entirely beyond\\ntheir means to procure any.\\nIf I only had a fishing-line/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 said Pipkins, looking\\nwishfully at the water, I might persuade some of\\nthose fish to come out, and then I suppose you could\\nclean and cook them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou have matches, else how came your pipe lit?\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes; I discovered several stowed away in the cor\u00c2\u00ac\\nner of the side pocket, under the arm of my duster.\\nWhen you can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t eat it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a very good thing to have some\\nof the weed about you; but for all that, I would very\\nmuch enjoy throwing myself outside of a porter-house\\nsteak just now.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOh! if father and mother would come,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nLillian, gazing with a longing and inexpressible sad\u00c2\u00ac\\nness toward the lake.\\nBy cracky, but that reminds me of something I\\nhad forgotten entirely,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins very earnestly, as\\nhe removed his pipe from his mouth. I took a little\\nwalk up the river bank, and if I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t very greatly mis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntaken I saw signs of Indians coming down the shore of\\nthe lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs if to give emphasis to his words, a rustling among\\nthe undergrowth was heard at this moment, and imme\u00c2\u00ac\\ndiately after Captain Swarthausen stepped forth to\\nview. Behind him came Fielding and Muggins, all of\\ntheir countenances lit up with pleasure as they greeted\\nthe girls.\\nBut the faces of the latter blanched with a terrible", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n171\\nfear, and Edith was barely able to gasp out: Father\\nand mother! where are they?\\nNot far off,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the cheery voice of the Cap\u00c2\u00ac\\ntain. Red Plume and Jud are coming down the river\\nin a canoe. Your father came most of the way through\\nthe wood, but he got into the boat again with your\\nmother, and they are close by.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd the rest?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Lillian.\\nDinah and Cato are with them, but the darkeys\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Lige and Pomp are in the hands of the varmints/ as\\nold Jud calls them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nImmediately after the large sail boat which had\\nbeen used upon the lake floated in sight, and in it were\\nall the others that had escaped from the Sioux, except\u00c2\u00ac\\ning Jud, who was immediately behind in his own ca\u00c2\u00ac\\nnoe.\\nIt was an affecting meeting, and many and devout\\nwere the thanks that were sent up to Him who had so\\nmercifully brought them thus far through the dangers.\\nFor some moments the others stood in respectful si\u00c2\u00ac\\nlence, until the parents and children had recovered\\nfrom the agitation of their meeting, and then the start\u00c2\u00ac\\nling question came from Muggins,\\nWhere is my wife f\\nThe sad truth could not be concealed from him, and\\nEdith took upon herself the painful duty of telling him\\nhow she had died. The poor man was overcome with\\nterror and grief for a time, and then he asked to be\\ntaken to her.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "172\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nEdith led the way, while Captain Swarthausen and\\nold Jud followed. The body had not been disturbed\\nduring the night, and was found precisely as it had\\nfallen.\\nThe sharp ashen paddles were brought from the\\nboats, together with a sort of anchor from the larger\\none, the fluke of which served very well as a pick, and\\nwith these rude implements a grave was dug, in which\\nall that was mortal of the woman was placed; and\\nwhen the imperative voice of prudence commanded, the\\nhunter led the sorrowing husband away from the\\nscene.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIX\\nA KEG OF WHISKY\\nIf there ever was need for hurry upon the part of\\nany poor fugitives escaping from vengeance, there was\\nneed now for our friends to hasten on their way down\\nthe river to Fort Grandon.\\nIt had been broad daylight for over an hour, and\\nthe opportunity was given the Sioux to take their trail,\\nwhich, if followed for a slight distance, could not fail\\nto give the savages a clue to the general direction, and,\\nin all probability, to their destination.\\nNone realized the true condition of affairs more than\\nRed Plume and old Jud, who showed a haste in their\\nmovements, such as was rarely displayed by them.\\nMuch as the entire party needed food, there was no\\ntime to wait for it now. All of them, excepting the two\\nscouts mentioned, were placed in the larger boat, of\\nwhich the sail was hoisted, and, assisted by wind and\\ncurrent, it sped quite rapidly down stream.\\nSome distance ahead of it went old Jud, alone in his\\ncanoe. He was the feeler thrown out in front to\\ndetect the danger that was before, and to warn and pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nvent the larger boat from running inextricably into it.\\nRed Plume, in his feather-like canoe, went up stream\\n173", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "174\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nand into the lake, his aim being to penetrate the in\u00c2\u00ac\\ntentions of the Sioux there, and to do what he could\\nto divert them from a too rapid pursuit of the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives\u00e2\u0080\u0094a task which, it will be seen, was the most deli\u00c2\u00ac\\ncate and dangerous of all.\\nHe was pleased, but surprised, that none of the red\u00c2\u00ac\\nskins had as yet made their appearance at the point of\\nembarkation; for, as several had walked the entire dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntance, they could easily trace them to the place.\\nAs he emerged into the lake, he kept close under the\\nundergrowth, on the western bank, and, with his keen,\\neager eye, scanned everything in his field of vision.\\nThe morning was clear and sunshiny, and he could not\\nhave been given a better opportunity for reconnoiter-\\ning.\\nNear the centre of the lake rested the gem-like is\u00c2\u00ac\\nland, as quiet as at \u00e2\u0080\u009ccreation\u00e2\u0080\u0099s morn.\u00e2\u0080\u009d All around the\\nsurface of the water was scarcely rippled by a breath of\\nair, but in some places was of dazzling brightness from\\nits reflection of the rays of the morning sun.\\nOn his right were the charred remains of Captain\\nSwarthausen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house, and beyond the island could be\\nseen the black and smoking ruins of Fielding\u00e2\u0080\u0099s and\\nPrescott\u00e2\u0080\u0099s property; but strain his vision to the utmost,\\nhe could see nothing of the Sioux themselves.\\nWhere could they be?\\nWith all his shrewdness, Red Plume was at a loss to\\nunderstand this silence upon the part of his race, and\\nhe sped rapidly along the shore of the lake toward the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n*75\\nruins of the building, with the resolve to find out what\\nit all meant.\\nIt is a characteristic of the American Indian, that\\nwhen he is doing nothing he is the most certain to be\\ndoing something; and the friendly redskin was certain\\nthat the curious quiet boded no good.\\nWith lightning-like suddenness he stopped paddling,\\nfor his trained ear had caught a suspicious sound. It\\nwas very faint, and so distant, that he was certaki it\\ncame from the immediate vicinity of the ruins of the\\nPrescott house.\\nPulling his canoe up under the bushes, he carefully\\nconcealed it, and passed silently through the wood to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward the point which had been the scene of such stir\u00c2\u00ac\\nring events during the last few hours. On the very\\nedge of the clearing he came upon the entire Sioux\\nparty, and one glance was sufficient to explain the cause\\nof the delay in the pursuit of the fugitives.\\nIn the centre of the group was a small keg of whisky,\\nor rather a small portion of a keg, for the greater part\\nof its contents had already gone down the throats of\\nthe red men, and they were in a maudlin state of drunk\u00c2\u00ac\\nenness, so ludicrous in its manifestations, that even the\\niron face of Red Plume relaxed into a grim smile as he\\ngazed upon them.\\nAbout half were lolling upon the ground; some were\\nasleep, others dubiously dancing, and quite a number\\nwere doing their best to give a war-song or speech, the\\nlatter of which was intended to be a thrilling recital of", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "176\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthe exploits of each particular speaker upon the war\u00c2\u00ac\\npath.\\nThese men had need of the strong will of a deter\u00c2\u00ac\\nmined chief to stop this maudlin scene, but unfortu\u00c2\u00ac\\nnately, the chief was the drunkest of the entire party,\\nand had his arms clasped very lovingly about the neck\\nof Lige, whom he evidently looked upon as a long lost\\nbrother.\\nThe African was in about the same condition, and\\ntwo more precious fools it would be difficult to imagine,\\nas they executed a sort of bear dance around each\\nother. Indeed, the best man in the company was\\nnot half sober, and the whole thirty could have been\\nshot and scalped by a half dozen of their own race, had\\nthey come upon them at this time. They were not cap\u00c2\u00ac\\nable either of acting on the offensive or defensive.\\nNo one will deny that whisky is a curse to humanity,\\nbut, in this case, at least, it had served a good purpose;\\nfor it cannot be considered possible that the fugitives,\\nafter congregating upon the opposite side of the lake,\\ncould have escaped the Sioux, had the latter been in\\ntheir natural condition of mind and body.\\nIt is certain that the redskins could have speedily\\noverhauled them and it would have been an easy matter\\nthen to have picked off every man and woman from the\\nshore, as the latter had no means of protection against\\nthe bullets. Crescent River was a very small stream at\\nits beginning, and great as was the skill and courage\\nof Red Plume and old Jud, it could have availed", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nm\\nnothing at such fearful disadvantages. The two hun\u00c2\u00ac\\nters were stirred by a deeper anxiety than any of the\\nparty ever suspected at the time they started down the\\nriver, and correspondingly great was the pleasure of\\nthe friendly Indian when he discovered the drunken\u00c2\u00ac\\nness of the Sioux.\\nAs he crouched in the woods, narrowly watching\\nthe performances, he wondered where this whisky came\\nfrom. It was not to be supposed that the savages\\nbrought it with them, for they were incapable of carry\u00c2\u00ac\\ning fire-water any distance at all, unless it was\\ntransported inside their organizations, nor was he\\naware that there was any such property in the house.\\nHad he known that there was, he would not have failed\\nto suggest that it should have been given as a peace\\noffering to the screeching demons on the outside.\\nStill it was by no means impossible that Mr. Prescott\\nowned the article, and that the Sioux had discovered it\\nsomewhere among the outbuildings, just at the mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment to prevent the pursuit which was so much\\ndreaded.\\nAll this time Red Plume was wondering what had\\nbecome of Pomp, the negro, who worked for the Qua\u00c2\u00ac\\nker, Fielding. Lige was as muddled as any of them,\\nand was among the first that he saw when he caught\\nsight of the group as he came up.\\nIt was hardly to be supposed that Pomp knew\\nenough to escape, even when his captors were inca\u00c2\u00ac\\npable of taking care of him. When last seen he was a", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n178\\nsecure prisoner, and the only solution that Red Plume\\ncould give was, that the poor fellow had been put to\\ndeath.\\nQuite a number of the Sioux had been slain, but\\ndeath was not a welcome visitor at such a carnival,\\nand he was carefully kept out of sight.\\nConfident that they had not buried their dead, the\\nscout withdrew from the immediate vicinity of the\\nparty, and began a search for them.\\nHe was not long in finding the ghostly collections,\\nlaid side by side, as if waiting sepulture, and at their\\nfeet lay the form of poor Pomp, who had been toma\u00c2\u00ac\\nhawked and mangled in such a dreadful manner, that\\nbut for his color and dress, he could not have been\\nidentified among the others.\\nQuite a quantity of the guns and weapons belonging\\nto the Sioux were arranged upon the ground near this\\nmorgue. Indeed, the appearance of everything indi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncated that the redskins had gone deliberately upon this\\nspree, and had made their preparations for having,\\nwhat is vulgarly termed, a high old time.\\nRed Plume experienced no compunctions of con\u00c2\u00ac\\nscience in appropriating a number of the choicest\\nknives and rifles that he found upon the ground. He\\ncould have carried the entire stock away, but that he\\nwas fearful of arousing the ire of the owners, and pro\u00c2\u00ac\\nvoking a pursuit, when there was a strong probability\\nof none at all being attempted.\\nSo he took only a half dozen or so, which he care-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n179\\nfully bound up, and then started on his return, passing\\nby the vicinity of the revel, so as to assure himself how\\nit was progressing. He had been in such performances\\nhimself, and he knew what a powerful fascination they\\npossessed for his race, so that there was every proba\u00c2\u00ac\\nbility of the present one continuing through the en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntire day.\\nIf it was certain that this revelry would last until\\nnightfall, these redskins were to be counted out in\\nreckoning up the danger to which the fugitives were\\nstill subject. A twelve hours\u00e2\u0080\u0099 start was all-sufficient to\\nplace the fugitives entirely beyond their reach.\\nThe carnival was raging high and higher. Warriors\\nwere crawling on their hands and knees to the keg, and\\nclawing and hugging it for the fiery fluid it contained.\\nNot a little was wasted in their dubious attempts to\\ncatch it in an old tin cup which had been picked up\\nsomewhere. Men rolled and tumbled over each other,\\nshouted and whooped, and sung, struck out danger\u00c2\u00ac\\nously with their knives, loved and quarrelled, and did\\nthe hundred supremely foolish things which an intoxi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncated man is sure to do, or at least to try to do, when\\nsome one as brutish as himself is joined with him.\\nNothing could be more satisfactory to Red Plume\\nand he made haste to join his friends down the river.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XX\\nDOWN THE RIVER\\nAnd all this time the fugitives were speeding down\\nCrescent River toward Fort Gran don, helped forward\\nby favoring wind and current, hopeful, yet trembling\\nand apprehensive, glancing furtively backward and\\nforward, and on either hand\u00e2\u0080\u0094for danger was all\\naround them, and there was no telling from which\\nquarter it would first come.\\nSeveral hundred yards ahead the canoe of old Jud\\ncould be seen now and then, as it rounded the curves,\\nwhile he sat bolt upright in it, plying his paddle with\\nconsummate skill, and seeming never to look back at\\nthose who were so implicitly following his lead.\\nAs a matter of course, for the first mile or so the\\nonly thought was of the Sioux in their rear, and not\\na second passed that there were not some of the party\\nlooking fearfully back for the expected and yet dreaded\\nRed Plume, whose coming, for once at least, would\\nbe anything but welcome.\\nBut as minute after minute went by, and nothing oc\u00c2\u00ac\\ncurred to alarm them, hope began to rise in the breasts\\nof all, and the few questions and answers exchanged\\ngradually took upon themselves the form of a general\\nconversation.\\n180", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n181\\nIt was about this time that Captain Swarthausen\\nlearned that his nephew, Colonel Havens, had been\\nover this same ground, or rather water, the night pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nvious.\\nThunderation! is that so he exclaimed, when\\nfirst he heard the astounding intelligence; and why\\ndidn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t he come to see me?\\nBut the Captain, as he sat controlling the rudder of\\nthe boat, answered his own question before any one\\nelse was given the opportunity.\\nOf course he did come to see me, but he hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t the\\nchance; and George has been in the West long enough\\nto know considerable of the nature of the \u00e2\u0080\u0098noble red\\nman of the woods, as some of the novelists delight in\\ncalling him. But he inquired about me, Lillian, cer\u00c2\u00ac\\ntainly?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOh, yes; and was very anxious to see you. He was\\non the point of starting several times, but we dissuaded\\nhim.\\nSensible girl. But I suspect he found a very good\\nsubstitute for me.\\nAnd the old officer smiled very significantly, others\\nlooked knowingly, and Lillian blushed charmingly.\\nFact of it is, he is more anxious to see his uncle\\nthan I ever knew him to be before, and this place which\\nhe professed to detest at first, has of late become won\u00c2\u00ac\\nderfully attractive to him.\\nSo it has to all of us, Edith hastened to say, for\\nshe knew her sister was pained by the pointed meaning", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "182\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nof the words of the Captain, who was all unconscious\\nof the wounds he was inflicting. Do you not find\\nthe place more pleasant to you than you did at first?\\nI admit that I do, provided you except the last day\\nor two from your question. Just now, I think, we are\\nall pleased with every mile we can put between us and\\nit. Isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that equally true?\\nThere was no denying te truth of the Captain\u00e2\u0080\u0099s re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmark. For the time, Sleeping Water was nothing but\\na terror to them.\\nBut it cannot be always so, added Edith.\\nThere must soon come a time when we shall be as\\nsafe there as if we were in the city of Chicago.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd safer, too,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the Captain, who, as was\\nwell known, held no special admiration for this thriv\u00c2\u00ac\\ning village of the West. Fact of it is, I would about\\nas lief be back in the ruins of my house as to be in that\\ninfernal city, where I was knocked down in broad day\u00c2\u00ac\\nlight and robbed. If I had the power, I would declare\\nmartial law there, and give some of them fellows jus\u00c2\u00ac\\ntice\u00e2\u0080\u0094an article about as scarce there as it is in the city\\nof New York.\\nYou mustn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t condemn the place as a whole for\\nwhat happened in some portion of it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Edith,\\nwho was glad to divert the officer from the line of re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmark with which he had opened the conversation.\\nI was there twenty-five or thirty years ago, he\\nsaid, and came still nearer to losing my life.\\nIt must have been a small town at that time.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\ni8 3\\nCaptain Swarthausen laughed.\\nRather; it was in the dead of winter, and I was on\\na hunt with Lieutenant Duffield, when we lost our way,\\nand were chased by a pack of wolves. We crossed the\\nriver on the ice, and right where the centre of Chicago\\nnow is we had to climb a tree to get out of their way.\\nDid both of you succeed in escaping\\nWe escaped from the wolves, it is true. There\\nwere over a hundred of them under the tree all night,\\nyelping, and howling, and leaping up, till more than\\nonce I thought they would get up among the limbs and\\ntear us all to pieces. For a while it was fun for us, and\\ndeath to some of them at least. As fast as we could\\nload, we fired down among them and every time we did\\nso we killed one, and he was snapped up and devoured\\nby the others in a twinkling.\\nYou might have continued that until you had slain\\nthem all, remarked Prescott, quite interested in the\\nconversation.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what we thought at first, and we kept up the\\nfiring until we hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a charge left between us; and\\nthen, I believe, there were more wolves under the tree\\nthan there were when we first scrambled up it, and the\\ntaste they had had of blood made them ten times more\\ncrazy for ours than they were at first.\\nWhere did they all come from\\nFrom everywhere. It was a bright moonlight\\nnight, and the snow made it lighter yet, so that we\\ncould see for a long distance; and, whatever direction", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "184\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwe looked, we could discern the lank, gray imps skit\u00c2\u00ac\\ntering over the snow-crust like mad, and all coming to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward the tree, in which we were shivering to death.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow did it end?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOogh! but it was cold,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Captain, shud\u00c2\u00ac\\ndering at the remembrance of his fearful adventure.\\nI never suffered so in my life. When we found we\\ncouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t shoot any more, we tried to keep our spirits up\\nby jesting, laughter, and story-telling; but I tell you it\\nwas up-hill work!\\nWere you there all night?\\nEvery minute of it, and you can be sure it was the\\nlongest night I ever spent. I sang all the songs I\\nknew, and so did Duffield; but we could hardly hear\\neach other for the din the wolves made; and finally we\\ngave that up. By-and-by the lieutenant told me he was\\nfreezing to death, but I laughed at him, although I had\\nabout made up my mind that that was the fate await\u00c2\u00ac\\ning both of us.\\nBut you were mistaken.\\nPartly so. The lieutenant was as brave a fellow as\\never lived, and when he told me he was freezing, for\\nall I ridiculed the idea, yet I knew he spoke the truth.\\nHe sat close to me, and I pinched him and struck him,\\nand he did the same for me; and we kept climbing up\\nand down among the limbs, until our hands became so\\nnumb that we couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do it any longer, when we got\\nastride the same limb and braced ourselves as best we\\ncould. It wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a half hour before I saw Duffield nod-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\ni8 5\\nding, and by-and-by his head drooped against me, and\\nhe would have fallen if I hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t caught him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWas it the cold that affected him?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott, while all the rest listened to the reply.\\nIt was that, and nothing else. The poor fellow\\nwas freezing, and no mistake. I cuffed his ears, pulled\\nhis hair, rubbed his arms and legs, shook him, and\\nshouted in his ears, but it did no good. He roused up\\nonce or twice, and mumbled something about feeling\\nsleepy, but I couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t make him realize his condition.\\nIt is a curious thing about the effects of cold that the\\nstrongest and bravest men are often the first to suc\u00c2\u00ac\\ncumb. Duffield and I were stationed at one of the fron\u00c2\u00ac\\ntier posts, about twenty miles away, and we had been\\nthere something over a year when this happened to us;\\nand, during all that time, he had never met a superior\\nin running, leaping or wrestling, or in what we called\\nvim. It was believed that he could stand more expo\u00c2\u00ac\\nsure and fatigue than any man in the garrison, and yet\\nhere he was going into that coma which means death\\nand nothing else, while I, although suffering intensely,\\nwas never more wide-awake in my life. But it has al\u00c2\u00ac\\nways been the same. You know when Fremont got\\nlost in the RockyMountains\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is, when his guide\\nlost him\u00e2\u0080\u0094the hardiest men of his party died from their\\nexposure, while Fremont himself came out of it with\\nscarcely any suffering at all. I didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know what to\\nmake of it, and was expecting every minute to follow\\nhim; but I did not. My hands and feet ached with the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n186\\ncold but no part of mybody became benumbed. I knew,\\nas long as they hurt me, that I was all right. By-and-\\nby I found that Duffield was a dead weight against me,\\nand then it was all up. He was frozen stark and stiff,\\nand I had to sit there and hold him on the limb to keep\\nhim from falling down into the jaws of the wolves that\\nhowled and yelped harder than ever, as if they knew I\\nwas cheating them of their prey. But I hung on, and\\nsat there, till broad daylight, with one arm around the\\nneck of the lieutenant, and with the other hand clasped\\naround a limb to help steady my own body; and, if ever\\na poor fellow had the horrors, you may be certain that\\nI did.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd when morning came, what then\\nSome of the wolves went away, and some stayed\\nbehind. By this time it was very evident that, unless\\nI got help pretty soon, it would be all up with me. I\\nhad no ammunition left, and even if I had, both of our\\nguns had fallen to the ground, and were being clawed\\nto pieces by the ravenous devils below. They had\\nceased their yelping, but they kept moving around the\\ntree and looking up, and licking their jaws, as if they\\nknew they had but to wait a little while longer for a\\ndainty breakfast.\\nJust as the sun came above the horizon I heard a\\ngun go off, and then there was a halloo. A few min\u00c2\u00ac\\nutes later I saw a half dozen Indians and white men\\ncoming toward me on snow shoes, and I knew that I\\nwas saved.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n187\\nWho were they\\nThey had been sent out from the fort, and had\\nbeen hallooing and hunting for us all night. When\\nthey came in sight the wolves scattered as if a grizzly\\nbear had dropped down among them. A couple of the\\nIndians had to climb the tree and help me down, and if\\nI hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t been rolled and rubbed in the snow until I\\nscreeched with pain, that would have wound up my\\nearthly career. We carried Duffield back to camp,\\nwhere he was buried with the honors of war and a\\nbetter soldier was never put beneath the soil.\\nThat was your first visit to Chicago? Were there\\nno cabins anywhere in the neighborhood\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes; plenty of them, scattered here and there\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nbut those that lived in them were too mean to come to\\nour assistance, or it may be that they were so used to\\nhearing the howling of wolves that they didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think\\nit worth while to pay attention to it.\\nBut the noise of your guns ought to have reached\\nthem.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I think, and that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what makes me\\nmad when I think about it. That, as I just said, was\\nmy first visit to Chicago, and I have told you what hap\u00c2\u00ac\\npened to me the last time I went there; so you see I\\nhave no particular reason to like it, and every reason to\\nhate it.\\nIt isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t likely that a third mishap would befall\\nyou, laughed Mr. Prescott, if you should venture\\nthere again.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "i88\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nIt would be just my luck to step upon some stray\\nbombshell, and set it off by the friction of my foot, or\\nelse have some scallawag put an infernal machine in my\\npocket to blow me sky-high.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe story of the Captain, and his comments, were\\nthoroughly enjoyed by the listening fugitives. It is\\nnot to be supposed that Augustus Adolphus Pipkins\\nwould have permitted this attack upon the city of his\\nadoption to have passed without a characteristic de\u00c2\u00ac\\nfence, had it not been that he was sound asleep\u00e2\u0080\u0094his\\nhead in the bottom of the boat, while his feet were\\nresting upon the gunwale, and his fireless meerschaum,\\nwith its stem in his mouth, was resting upon his\\nshirt front, upon which it had spilled the most of its\\ncontents of tobacco and ashes.\\nThe great forte of the young man seemed to consist\\nin dress, smoking, and sleep. To keep the flies from an\u00c2\u00ac\\nnoying him, he had tipped his hat down over his eyes\\nand nose, and in this picturesque situation he was al\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed to sleep in peace, while the conversation went on\\naround him.\\nGet off my feet! called out Dinah, giving her\\nhopeful a thwack on the side of the head that sent him\\nbackward on the stomach of Pipkins, awaking the lat\u00c2\u00ac\\nter gentleman rather more suddenly than was pleasant.\\nWhat the blazes is the matter?\u00e2\u0080\u009d he demanded,\\nshoving the negro from it. What the deuce you sit\u00c2\u00ac\\nting down on me for?\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cShe done it, Cato hastened to reply, pointing to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 189\\nthe indignant cook, who looked as if she would very\\nmuch like to do it again.\\nIs she your parent? asked Pipkins, as he righted\\nhimself, and took the sitting position, Your honored\\nparent\\nNo\u00e2\u0080\u0094she s my mommy.\\nPlease present my compliments to your distin\u00c2\u00ac\\nguished mommy and request her hereafter not to drop\\nyou upon my stomach. It wouldn t be so bad if there\\nwas anything in it; but not having tasted any food for\\nsomething less than a week, you will see there is danger\\nof collapsing my internal machinery.\\nThe negro stared at the speaker in a way which\\nshowed he had not the remotest idea of what was\\nmeant. Dinah had been shifting her position further\\nto one side, at the imminent risk of upsetting the boat.\\nHold on! called out Pipkins, as he found his side\\ngradually rising out of the water; this boat doesn t\\nseem built to travel on one side.\\nWho you talkin bout demanded Dinah, indig\u00c2\u00ac\\nnantly.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIf you\u00e2\u0080\u0099d only be kind enough to anchor in the\\ncentre of the vessel, we would have but the single\\ndanger of the bottom going through. As it is, we have\\nthe additional danger of capsizing.\\nEf you\u00e2\u0080\u0099d only talk Merican, folks might stand\\nwat yer s drivin at, and the irate cook shrugged her\\nshoulders, and turned, as far as she could, her broad\\nback toward the exquisite, and all the party smiled.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "190\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nPipkins looked about him\u00e2\u0080\u0094first at the inmates of the\\nboat, and then at the surroundings. In the forward\\npart sat Mrs. Prescott, with Edith\u00e2\u0080\u0099s head resting upon\\nher shoulder, and near her was Lillian, with her head\\nupon the breast of her father. The family were re\u00c2\u00ac\\nunited again!\\nA fearful peril had impended, and was still impend\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, over their heads; but the great danger had passed,\\nand all were more thankful than words could express\\nto the kind Providence that had indeed brought them\\nthrough all in such a wonderful manner.\\nNear the centre of the boat sat Dinah, she having\\nhitched along until the vessel had righted, while her\\nbaby was sitting at her feet, within striking dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntance.\\nBetween the parties mentioned Pipkins had stationed\\nhimself, in the genuine American attitude, with his feet\\nhigher than his head, when he was roused in the man\u00c2\u00ac\\nner mentioned.\\nIn the rear were Captain Swarthausen, Fielding and\\nMuggins, the first skillfully guiding the boat, while\\nthe latter sat sad and silent, no doubt reflecting upon\\nher who was sleeping her last sleep in the quiet and\\nsolemnity of the summer woods. Such meditations we\\nhave not the right to intrude upon, and with a sigh of\\nsympathy we leave him to his reveries.\\nThe boat was large, and there was ample room for\\nall. A fine cool breeze was blowing, and were it not for", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n191\\nthe horrible fear that threatened them, and for\\nthe physical discomfort of hunger which each felt, the\\nride could not have been more pleasant.\\nLooking beyond the confines of the boat, Pipkins\\nsaw that as they descended the stream it rapidly wid\u00c2\u00ac\\nened. Brooks and creeks were continually pouring\\ninto it, until its volume must have more than doubled\\nin the space of half a dozen miles.\\nThe shores continued deeply wooded, and at this\\ntime of the year no scene could have been more en\u00c2\u00ac\\nchanting. There were occasional open places, covered\\nwith rank green grass, which seemed to be the doors to\\nthe vast prairies beyond. Plere and there, faintly out\u00c2\u00ac\\nlined against the hazy sky, could be seen the blue moun\u00c2\u00ac\\ntain peaks, some of them in the far distance, looking\\nlike conical clouds resting stationary in the summer at\u00c2\u00ac\\nmosphere.\\nIt was hard to realize that this was a land of\\ndeath \u00e2\u0080\u009d\u00e2\u0080\u0094that the green woods and the plains beyond\\ncontained human beings fiercer than the panther, and\\nmore merciless than the tiger as it laps the blood of its\\nvictim\u00e2\u0080\u0094that the fields, while with harvest, were tram\u00c2\u00ac\\npled by the infuriated Sioux as they shot and murdered\\nthe inoffensive settlers, and that at that very moment\\nthere was wailing and mourning through the land, and\\ncries were uttered for mercy, when there was no mercy\\nto give.\\nBut so it was; for the ten thousandth time since the\\ncolonization of this country the wild Indian, with toma-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "192\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nhawk and torch in hand, was raging through the settle\u00c2\u00ac\\nment, visiting upon the innocent a terrible retribution\\nfor the sins of the guilty.\\nFully two hours had now passed without a sign of\\ndanger.\\nMost of this time old Jud and his canoe were in\u00c2\u00ac\\nvisible. Now and then he would be detected stealing\\nalong under the shore like some strange inhabitant of\\nthe deep that was feeling his way back to the sea, and\\nthen he sped directly down the centre of the channel,\\nas if courting observation from any who might be\\nalong the shore; but all the time he maintained the\\nsame distance in advance\u00e2\u0080\u0094the meaning of which was\\nthat the river ahead gave no sign of danger.\\nBut where was Red Plume\\nThis was the question which had been asked re\u00c2\u00ac\\npeatedly, and which no one in the party dare undertake\\nto answer with any degree of certainty. The contin\u00c2\u00ac\\nued absence of the Sioux gave them all the liberty to\\ndraw the breath of relief; but, as yet, no one thought of\\nabsolute safety.\\nSuppose that aboriginal American has had his\\nskull perforated with a bullet by some of his own race,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nremarked Pipkins, as the sail-boat skimmed swiftly\\ndown the river; under such circumstances it is hardly\\nto be expected that he will be able to paddle his own\\ncanoe.\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nThe great fear that was upon all had been hit by the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n93\\nexquisite in his own peculiar style, but it touched every\\none.\\nJust what I was thinking about,\u00e2\u0080\u009d called out Pres\\ncott from the front of the boat. It would be terrible\\nif such were the case.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt would be the phenomenon of the age if such\\nwere the case,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Captain Swarthausen, speaking\\nwith more confidence than he really felt, but still with a\\nsort of general belief of what he said. He is too great\\na veteran in the business to be caught in such a mishap\\nas that.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut accidents will happen,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the erudite obser\u00c2\u00ac\\nvation of Pipkins. I can recall one or two occasions\\nwhere there is some reason to fear I committed a blun\u00c2\u00ac\\nder. Red Plume, I believe, is the name he plumes him\u00c2\u00ac\\nself upon,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added with a triumphant smile, as he\\nlooked about to see that his diluted pun was appreci\u00c2\u00ac\\nated. Red Plume no doubt is as skillful and as wide\u00c2\u00ac\\nawake as\u00e2\u0080\u0094myself; but who will pretend that he is ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nempt from accident? If he is, I will try to insure him\\nin our General Accident Company, for it will be a good\\nthing for Blifkins and the rest of \u00e2\u0080\u0099em, and perhaps for\\nme also.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d stoutly asserted Captain Swart\u00c2\u00ac\\nhausen, as he shied the boat toward the centre of the\\nstream. We are all liable to mishaps, but I do not\\nconsider it possible that any such thing should happen\\nto him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPipkins became quite earnest and rose to the stand\u00c2\u00ac\\ning position. He then braced himself and spread out", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "194\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nhis arms like an orator, and might have looked like one\\nhad he not persisted in keeping his pipe between his\\nteeth.\\nYou understand, in a matter like this, you must\\nlook at both sides of the question, and looking at it\\nthus\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAt this juncture Augustus Pipkins suddenly turned\\na summerset, fetching up among the Prescott family\\nin the bow, but for whom he would have gone over\u00c2\u00ac\\nboard. At the same instant Captain Swarthausen\\nsprang up and lowered the sail. The truth was that the\\nboat had run upon a bar in the river, checking it so sud\u00c2\u00ac\\ndenly that a man standing up could scarcely have\\navoided what really happened to the speaker.\\nThe latter, however, was of such a slight build that\\nhe was scarcely injured in the least, but hastily scram\u00c2\u00ac\\nbled to his feet.\\nThunderation! Til bet five to one my pipe is burst.\\nNo it isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t, either,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added, the next instant, as he\\nturned it over in his hand. But I say, Captain\\nSwarthausen, didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t the anchor catch rather sudden\\nlike?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSh\u00e2\u0080\u0099d think it did! groaned Dinah, who had tipped\\nover upon Cato, and had to be assisted back again on\\nher seat. Never got so shuck up in my life. A little\\nmore and it would\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been the last of poor Dinah.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA little more and it would have been the last of us\\nall,\u00e2\u0080\u009d observed Pipkins, as he carefully brushed the dust\\nfrom his hat. If you had gone rolling through the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nx 95\\nboat it would have been like an elephant turning sum\u00c2\u00ac\\nmersets.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou\u00e2\u0080\u0099d better shet up,\u00e2\u0080\u009d retorted the cook; if you\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll fetch you a whack dat\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll send dem ar\u00e2\u0080\u0099 pipe-\\nstem legs of yourn higher in de air dan dey went\\nafore.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI apologize for my rudeness,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins, raising\\nhis hat over his head with an exceedingly polite bow.\\nBut the boat was fast; and while this nonsensical\\nbadinage was going on, Captain Swarthausen and\\nPrescott were seeking what was necessary to get it off\\nagain. It was running so fast at the time of the occur\u00c2\u00ac\\nrence that it was stuck immovably, so long as its freight\\nremained the same.\\nHowever, in so small a structure, it was evident that\\nthere was no great difficulty to be overcome. A shifting\\nof the passengers from the bow to the stern, or perhaps\\nthe disembarking of one or two, for a few moments,\\nwas all that could be required.\\nOld Jud was out of sight at the time of the accident,\\nso that they were without his advice or assistance.\\nThe first effort was made by shifting all to the rear\\nof the boat, and then pushing with might and main\\nwith the paddle. But this failed.\\nWe men will have to get out and put our shoulders\\nagainst it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Prescott.\\nI can suggest a far better plan\u00e2\u0080\u0094an admirable one,\\nin fact \u00e2\u0080\u009d\u00e2\u0080\u0094said Pipkins, as the others made ready to act\\nupon this suggestion.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "ig6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nAll listened.\\nOur joint weight is about equal to that of this sable\\nangel in the centre; so, instead of a half dozen or so\\ngetting out, why not let one do it, and answer for all\\nHow are we going to get her back again asked\\nPrescott.\\nA sensible question, and one that is unanswerable.\\nI give it up. But Cato here is barefooted (and I think\\nit would ruin any man to furnish the leather for those\\ngunboats, unless he did it by contract). Let him make\\na beginning.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMy baby shan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do no such thing\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut a word from Prescott was sufficient; and Cato,\\nbeing nothing loth to display his agility, rolled up his\\ntrousers and leaped lightly over the gunwale into the\\nhard earth upon which they were fast.\\nThen our friends again took their places in the stern,\\nthe African applied his shoulder, and the bow was\\nfairly lifted clear. Springing back into the boat, the sail\\nwas hoisted and they proceeded hopefully upon their\\njourney.\\nPipkins looked longingly down stream.\\nI wonder whether that pilot of ours ever becomes\\nsensible to such a thing as hunger. Pve heard of people\\nwho would as lief go a week without eating as not, but\\nI suppose it depends a good deal how a man is brought\\nup. I haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t trained for that kind of business, and it\\ngoes rather tough with me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n197\\nI think he will make a halt at noon,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked\\nCaptain Swarthausen.\\nWhy do you think so\\nIf I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t mistaken, he made some such intimation\\njust before we started this morning.\\nPrescott inclined to think he had heard something\\nlike it from the scout, and so they took comfort in the\\nthought.\\nThe hopes and fears of all were awakened by the\\nsight of the scout rowing cautiously back toward them.\\nFearful that something was wrong, Captain Swart\u00c2\u00ac\\nhausen lowered the sail, and slackened the speed as\\nmuch as was possible, without coming to a dead stand\u00c2\u00ac\\nstill.\\nIn a moment Jud was alongside.\\nDo any of you feel hungry he asked, with a\\nmanner of perfect simplicity.\\nThere was no ambiguity in the reply, and he has\u00c2\u00ac\\ntened to say:\\nA half mile down the river is an island; we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll stop\\nthere and have dinner.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd without another word he shot ahead again.\\nWonder how he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s gwine to gib us dinner,\u00e2\u0080\u009d grunted\\nDinah, when he haint got nuffin to gib us dinner\\nwid.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere is probably a hotel down on the island, kept\\non the European plan,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Pipkins; or I should\\nthink the native American plan would be the thing in\\nthese parts.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "198\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHe must be intending to take a little hunt for\\ngame.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOr for fish,\u00e2\u0080\u009d suggested Prescott. At any rate, we\\ncan make up our minds that he wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t invite us to\\ndinner unless he had some means of providing it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nShortly after, as they rounded another bend in the\\nriver, they caught sight of the island\u00e2\u0080\u0094an oval in shape,\\na few hundred yards in length, and a rod or two in\\nwidth. The stream sensibly widened at this point, so\\nthat there was a goodly breadth of water upon both\\nsides.\\nThe island was sparsely covered with trees and vege\u00c2\u00ac\\ntation, and would have been the objective point of any\\nexcursion party of the neighborhood, so that the most\\npleasant prospect was before the party, whose eyes\\nwere strained toward the little gem upon the river.\\nThe cravings of nature will tempt a man to brave\\nany danger, and so intent were the fugitives upon satis\u00c2\u00ac\\nfying the demands of hunger that not a look was cast\\nbehind to see whether they were free from danger.\\nHowever, in this instance it made no difference, for\\nhad they looked with all their eyes they would have\\nseen nothing to justify the slightest alarm.\\nThey were yet some distance from the upper end,\\nv/hen Pipkins began to snuff the air, turning his head\\nfrom side to side, with a very knowing look.\\nI tell you what, I smell something cooking,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nsaid, while his eyes sparkled. There\u00e2\u0080\u0099s mischief or\\nfish brewing.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n199\\nSeveral smiled, believing the speaker was only jest\u00c2\u00ac\\ning fish was wafted to them, and not all the odors from\\ning; but a moment later the unmistakable odor of cook-\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAraby the blest could have imparted the pleasure\\nthat this gave.\\nThere is something peculiarly appetizing in the odor\\nof fish, as distinguished from other food, and it al\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost maddened the half-famished fugitives as it be\u00c2\u00ac\\ncame more decided, with every fot they advanced\\nnearer the island.\\nIf you have any bowels of compassion,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pip\u00c2\u00ac\\nkins, turning toward Captain Swarthausen, you will\\nnot slacken up gradually, but go ahead as fast as you\\ncan, until you can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t go any further, and then stop right\\nshort.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut the old veteran had learned prudence, and prob\u00c2\u00ac\\nably believing Pipkins had received enough of stop\u00c2\u00ac\\nping short,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he rounded-to with the cleverness of an ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nperienced navigator, with the boat just resting upon\\nthe hard yellow sand of the island, and the party\\nstepped upon terra Urnia, dry shod.\\nAs yet, they had seen nothing of old Jud; but never\\nonce did they lose the insidious, delicious odor that\\nfilled the air.\\nIf that is carried off over the land for any distance,\\nit will wake up every man in the woods, and fetch him\\nthis way, bareheaded, on a full run, with his plate be\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore him, yelling for something to eat.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "200\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nAs may be supposed, Pipkins was at the head, plung\u00c2\u00ac\\ning forward like mad, and calling upon the others to\\nfollow him.\\nThey were not slow in doing so, for as the magnet\\ndraws steel, so did the odor draw them irresistibly\\ntoward it.\\nA few rods through the wood and undergrowth and\\nthey came upon a small fire, over which Jud Judkins\\nwas leaning, with several goodly-sized fish opened and\\nimpaled upon the prongs of a stick.\\nAnd beside him, piled upon some large, clean green\\nleaves, what did the furiously hungry party see?\\nA great cone of the choicest fish, cooked to the per\u00c2\u00ac\\nfection of crumbling brownness, with the clear white\\ngleaming through, and the luscious plumpness such as\\nto tempt the daintiest epicure.\\nThere was enough for all, proving that the hunter\\nhad prepared some of his food before he turned about\\nand sped up stream to notify the fugitives that an early\\ndinner would be furnished them at this point.\\nAnd such a meal\u00e2\u0080\u0094so rich, so delicate, so delicious, so\\nabundant! Never was a dinner more thoroughly en\u00c2\u00ac\\njoyed, and never was a party more benefited by the\\nbreaking of their long-enforced fast.\\nWhen Augustus Pipkins had eaten until he could eat\\nno more, and then had filled his meerschaum, and\\ntouched it off with a match, he expressed himself as\\nhappy.\u00e2\u0080\u009d After awhile he became more mellow, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n201\\naffirmed that the special service that Jubal Judkins had\\nrendered the entire party deserved some recognition at\\ntheir hands.\\nI am undecided as to what it shall be,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, as\\nhe stood in the centre of the group, with his pipe in his\\nmouth, and his hat in his hand, as though he were pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nparing to make a stump speech.\\nI thought first of presenting him with a handsome\\nsword\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat in the name of sense would he do with such\\na weapon demanded Captain Swarthausen, with a\\nlaugh.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the question I have often asked myself when\\nI have heard of your sword piesentations in the army,\\nand I finally gave it up, and thought of a gold medal;\\nbut the objection to that is that it costs too much.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nGive him a gun or a brace of revolvers, or some\u00c2\u00ac\\nthing like that,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Prescott, and he will appreciate\\nit\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is, if you can get him to accept it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA very good idea, but these things are deuced ex\u00c2\u00ac\\npensive,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the exquisite. I had determined that\\nthe first handsome silver-mounted revolver I could buy\\nshould be presented by Augustus Adolphus Pipkins,\\nunless some one should be thoughtful enough to present\\nhim with one before I can do so.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs soon as we reach a place of safety, then,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nthe Captain, \u00e2\u0080\u0098die shall have as fine a brace of pistols as\\ncan be found.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd when I get back to the office I will draw up a", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "202\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nset of resolutions, in my best style\u00e2\u0080\u0094that whereas, Mr.\\nJubal Judkins has, etc., etc., therefore be it resolved\\nthat the thanks of the undersigned are due, and are\\nhereby tendered, etc.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIn the meantime, the subject of this discussion was\\noccupied in passing around the outer edge of the island,\\nin accordance with his usual cautious manner, and he\\nhad no suspicion of what was going on in his absence.\\nBut a half hour later he made his appearance among\\nthe group, with the announcement that Red Plume was\\ncoming down the river, with a haste which betokened\\nimportant tidings upon his part.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXI\\nlove\u00e2\u0080\u0099s longings\\nNever until now had Lillian Prescott realized how\\ndeeply and truly she loved George Havens.\\nThe handsome young officer had interested her at\\nfirst sight, as any prepossessing young man will interest\\na young woman when brought in contact with her; but\\nthat interest had grown into a fervent affection such as\\nshe had never suspected, until it was brought home to\\nher so vividly by her late experience.\\nShe remembered their first moonlight sail upon\\nSleeping Water, and the walks and conversations they\\nhad had upon the smooth shore of the lake; she recalled\\nthe embarrassment he so frequently displayed in her\\npresence; his hesitating words, his awkward manner,\\nand his sudden flushing in the face, when she looked in\\nhis countenance in her careless way; his broken sen\u00c2\u00ac\\ntences, when he sometimes attempted a compliment\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nhis chivalrous devotion to her, which seemed ever\\nlonging for some opportunity to prove its sincerity, and\\nthe undisguised delight he manifested at the slightest\\nacknowledgment she made of his devotion.\\nThen she fell to musing upon himself. His modesty\\nprevented her learning more than a very little of him\\n203", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "204\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthrough his words; but his uncle, who was justly proud\\nof him, was by no means so reticent.\\nShe had heard him discourse upon his bravery, his\\nmagnanimity, his attainments and skill in his profes\u00c2\u00ac\\nsion, and the brilliant future which seemed opening be\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore him. It was his nephew who graduated the first\\nin his class at the Military Academy, and it was he who\\nhad immediately entered the service as Colonel, and\\nhad already attracted the attention of the authorities\\nabove him.\\nI am a captain in the regular army,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the old\\nofficer, and I have been thirty years and more reach\u00c2\u00ac\\ning it, and it is an honorable position, if I do say it my\u00c2\u00ac\\nself. There are few who came from West Point when\\nI did who have lived to claim the title of captain, and I\\ncan go in as a general of volunteers whenever I am\\nready to accept the commission; but if George lives to\\nsee a half dozen years, he will be out of sight of me.\\nThat you may depend on.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMany a girl would have been glad of the love of such\\na man as Colonel Havens, and more than once Lillian\\nbecame conscious of a certain pleasure in the admira\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of the young officer.\\nHe was manly and chivalrous\u00e2\u0080\u0094one of those lords of\\ncreation upon whom a woman can lean for protection,\\nas the weaker does upon the stronger.\\nPipkins was a butterfly, a plaything, who was amus\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, as a parrot would have been under similar circum\u00c2\u00ac\\nstances.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n205\\nColonel Havens was thoroughly brave, while cousin\\nPipkins had only read of such traits, and knew nothing\\nof them from experience.\\nIndeed, there was no way in which she could com\u00c2\u00ac\\npare or contrast these two without manifestly to the ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nvantage of the former.\\nAnd yet each looked upon the other as a rival, when\\nsuch a thing was impossible. It was true that she and\\nEdith entertained a friendship for their cousin, and\\nwere glad of his coming, but had he been the last man\\non earth,\u00e2\u0080\u009d neither could have brought herself to love\\nhim.\\nAh! what would Lillian not have given could she but\\nrecall the last few hours Why did she treat him with\\nsuch indifference when her whole heart warmed toward\\nhim? Why did she not call to him in a voice which\\nwould not have failed to bring him to her side again?\\nWhy did she allow him to go, and carry away the mis\u00c2\u00ac\\nunderstanding, when a word or look from her would\\nhave dissipated every cloud\\nThen she recalled, with a sinking heart, the assertion\\nof Captain Swarthausen, that Colonel Havens would\\nremain at Fort Grandon but a short time.\\nSuch men are needed too much elsewhere,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he,\\nwhere there is harder work and more danger to en\u00c2\u00ac\\ncounter.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow probable that she would never see him again!\\nWhat more likely than that he would go down to the\\ngrave all unconscious of the great love she bore for", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "20 6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nhim And then, how miserable the fate awaiting her!\\nSo long as father and mother remained in peril, they\\nreceived the first thoughts and prayers of Lillian Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott; and when Heaven kindly brought parents and\\nchildren together, her joy was so great that she was\\nsure she could never be unhappy.\\nBut when the journey was begun down the river, and\\nshe sat with her head upon her dear father\u00e2\u0080\u0099s shoulder,\\nand the frightful peril grew faint and fainter with each\\npassing moment, then it was that her meditations took\\nthe turn we have attempted to outline, and the joyous\\nexhilaration of spirits sank, until it really seemed as if\\nher heart would break.\\nFor a time the tears coursed silently down her\\ncheeks, and her parents believed them the tears of joy;\\nand then, as she mastered her feelings somewhat, some\u00c2\u00ac\\nthing akin to despair settled upon her.\\nWhen the party disembarked upon the island, she did\\nso mechanically, and almost unconscious of what she\\nwas doing. She ate, as did the rest, for she was weak\\nand needed nourishment for the body.\\nThere was but one in the entire company who sus\u00c2\u00ac\\npected her secret, and she was her sister, the noble\\nEdith.\\nAs soon after the conclusion of the meal as it could\\nbe done, she drew Lillian away from the others, in the\\nhope of cheering her in her sadness.\\nThere was a coldness when you parted,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the\\nelder, and he was offended at some triviality upon", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n2 07\\nyour part, for I know you could not do anything of a\\nserious character to offend him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy did I treat him so rudely exclaimed\\nLillian, covering her face with her hands, and giving\\nvent to her pent-up grief. He did not deserve it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDid he say he would never see you again\\nNo.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen he certainly will, if his life is spared; and I\\ndo not know as it would make any difference if he de\u00c2\u00ac\\nclared the other way.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut I may never see him again?\\nDoes it look less likely than it did yesterday that\\nwe should ever meet father and mother again\\nBut something tells me I shall not.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNothing but Omniscience can tell you that.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI do not deserve it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the stricken girl. I had\\nno business to treat him as I did. He ought not to\\nspeak to me again.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat is one of the strongest reasons in the world\\nwhy he will do so. I do not deny that you have trifled\\nwith him, and acted wrongfully; but cheer up, dearest\\nsister, the future will make it all right.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you believe he loves me? asked Lillian, with\\nthe earnest gaze of a culprit who was about to hear the\\nwords that were to decide his fate.\\nEdith laughed.\\nI told you so months ago. Do you think I would\\nhave said it unless I knew it to be true?\\nBut do you think he does now", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "208\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nI am sure of it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI hope so,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Lillian, with more cheerfulness\\nin her manner; but I cannot be sure of it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nTry and dismiss it from your mind, for I cannot\\nbear to see you so sad. Let us return, or our continued\\nabsence will excite apprehension.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian walked toward the camp-fire, where she could\\nhear the merry voices of those who were congregated,\\nand who, to her mind, seemed forgetful that death had\\nbeen so recently among them, or that they were still\\nliable at any moment to his coming.\\nThey had walked but a few steps, when she suddenly\\nfelt Edith\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hand tremble in her own, as she started\\nand exclaimed:\\nThere he comes!\\nLillian started and looked up, and saw, not Havens,\\nbut Fielding!\\nAnd she smiled, for in that moment of woe did she\\nnot penetrate the secret of her own dear sister\\nThe discovery gave her pleasure, and freeing her\\narm from that of Edith, she walked away with a lighter\\nheart than she had borne for many an hour.\\nIt looked accidental\u00e2\u0080\u0094this meeting between Edith\\nand the Friend. The latter seemed to be wandering\\nabout the island in the most natural manner, and the\\nblush upon his unmistakably handsome face perhaps\\nwas caused by the unexpected meeting.\\nIt was somewhat singular that Edith, always so self-\\npossessed, showed something of the same confusion in", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n209\\nher manner, and replied to the matter-of-fact observa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions of Fielding in an abrupt way, that provoked her\\nat her own awkwardness.\\nUnconsciously, perhaps, Edith\u00e2\u0080\u0099s footsteps diverged\\nfrom the direction she was pursuing at first, and the\\ntwo strolled further and further away from the camp,\\nuntil they were at the lowermost extremity of the\\nisland, where they paused, and conversed in tones so\\nlow that no ears but those for which the words were in\u00c2\u00ac\\ntended heard them.\\nThen they wandered slowly back again, as closely to\u00c2\u00ac\\ngether as they could walk, and it seemed for a time that\\nit would be night before they could reach their friends.\\nAh! noble Edith Prescott, in watching the affections\\nof thy sister, hast thou not lost thine own", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXII\\nON THE ISLAND\\nThe return of Edith Prescott and Fielding to the\\ncamp of their friends was simultaneous with the reap\u00c2\u00ac\\npearance of Red Plume.\\nThe latter exchanged a few words with Jud, who\\nburst out into uproarious laughter, while the rest\\nlooked on as if they did not comprehend what it all\\nmeant.\\nYou may as well laugh,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the hunter, turning\\nto them; for them Sioux ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to disturb us very\\nsoon.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy not inquired Captain Swarthausen.\\nWhiskey!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd, overcome at the absurdity of the picture the\\nfriendly Indian had given him, Jud laughed more\\nheartily than ever.\\nIt was several minutes before the fugitives compre\u00c2\u00ac\\nhended what had really taken place, and then, as may\\nreadily be supposed, there was not a little wonder and\\npleasure expressed at this providential diversion of\\ntheir enemies.\\nIt is just the luckiest thing I ever heard tell on,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nsaid Jud, who seemed to feel a childish delight at the\\n210", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n211\\noccurrence. Red Plume and me just made up our\\nminds this mornin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 that there wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t more than one or\\ntwo of this party that was ever going to get out of this\\nscrape alive.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nMy God! was it as bad as that! exclaimed Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott, turning pale at the thought of what they had es\u00c2\u00ac\\ncaped.\\nIt was just that,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Jud, with compressed lips.\\nWhat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s to save you if they come down the river after\\nus, as we expected they would? We would have had to\\nmake a fight for it, and in a scrimmage such as that it\\nis easy enough to tell how it would have ended.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen we ought to get down on our knees and\\nthank God!\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Prescott, and all, including the\\nswarthy Sioux, sank upon their knees, and silently re\u00c2\u00ac\\nturned thanks to Him who had brought them thus far,\\nas He had guided the children of Israel through the\\nwilderness.\\nBut there was none so ignorant or credulous as to\\nbelieve that they were yet safe. They were many miles\\nfrom Fort Grandon, the nearest point at which they\\ncould feel any immunity from the treacherous Sioux\\nthat had now taken the war-path, and seemed actuated\\nby the spirit of demons incarnate as they raged over the\\nsettlements of Minnesota.\\nWhere did they get their whiskey inquired\\nPresott.\\nIt must have been in the house,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Captain\\nSwarthausen.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "212\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nDar wan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t a drop dar,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Dinah, \u00e2\u0080\u009c\u00e2\u0080\u0099cept a little\\nin a bottle dat I kept fur de rheumatiz, and I give Cato\\nde last drop ob dat fur de colic dat he said he got last\\nnight from bein\u00e2\u0080\u0099 \u00e2\u0080\u0099sposed to de night air too long.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes; he looks as if he was very liable to the colic,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nremarked Pipkins, surveying the buxom youngster\\nfrom head to foot. I think any man that stuffs like\\nhim would be apt to die with the worst kind of colic.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEven if we had had spirituous liquors in the\\nhouse,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Prescott, in answer to the remark of\\nCaptain Swarthausen, it would have been destroyed\\nbefore they could have lain hands upon it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDidst thou say that thou kept no liquor in thy\\nhouse? inquired Fielding.\\nNot unless it was as Dinah has said.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nVery frequently have I detected the odor of it when\\nElijah came near me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd so have I,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Muggins,^speaking for the\\nfirst time in a long while. V\\nGolly! dat feller used to get drunk as a cow,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nCato; hain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I seed \u00e2\u0080\u0099em stagger and tumble ober de\\nlogs\\nWhere did he get it?\\nI neber could find out; I tried to watch him once,\\nand he hit me ober de head wid a log, and I took de\\nhint and left.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIn what form was it? inquired Prescott, turning\\ntoward Jud.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n213\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cPappose barrel replied Red Plume, who was un\u00c2\u00ac\\nderstood to mean a keg.\\nThat explains a mystery,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Prescott. A\\nmonth or two ago I sent Lige down the river to meet\\nthe steamboat for a keg of choice Bourbon that I had\\nordered from St. Paul, and he came back with the ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ncuse that it had been lost off the boat. I thought it was\\nstrange, but I did not suspect him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe was the guilty one.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI see how he has hid it, and has now brought it\\nforth to conciliate the Sioux; and it has done us a far\\ngreater service than he imagined.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDidst thou see aught of Pomp? inquired Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, putting the question directly to Red Plume.\\nHe dead,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the instant reply.\\nHumble as had been the individual, this sudden an\u00c2\u00ac\\nnouncement of his death caused a shock upon the part\\nof all. It was a vivid reminder of the fiendish disposi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of the redskins, and of their malignant cruelty,\\nwhich made no distinction between the innocent and\\nguilty.\\nFielding was seen to turn away his head, and all re\u00c2\u00ac\\nspected him the more when they saw him brush the\\nmoisture from his eyes.\\nTwo of the party had already fallen victims to the\\nSioux, and a third was in their hands\u00e2\u0080\u0094although the\\nlatter individual was not of much account, no matter\\nwhere he was placed, and indeed the whites were\\nrather relieved at his absence than otherwise.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "214\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nNeither Red Plume nor Jud had seen anything of\\ndanger, either above or below the river, and it was con\u00c2\u00ac\\ncluded to remain where they were until nightfall, or\\nperhaps until next morning.\\nThis delay would give the party the rest which they\\nso much needed, and would not, so far as they could\\nsee, compromise their safety. If they could manage to\\nstrike the other river at such a time as to intercept the\\nsteamboat, they might be rescued without going near as\\nfar as Fort Grandon.\\nBut this proposal had met with a decided refusal\\nfrom both the scouts\u00e2\u0080\u0094Jud giving as a reason, that in\\nall probability the steamer would not run so far up as\\nthe river until the troubles were ended, and they would\\nhave their journey for nothing, while there was every\\nprobability of their being drawn into greater peril by\\nthis diversion from their course.\\nIt was agreed, therefore, to keep on down the river\\nfor thirty or forty miles, until they reached Fort Gran\u00c2\u00ac\\ndon. This course necessitated no disappointment, un\u00c2\u00ac\\nless it should occur before they reached there, but they\\nfully understood the point for which they were aiming.\\nAs soon as it was decided to spend the day and night\\nwhere they were, preparations were made to pass the\\ntime as agreeably as possible.\\nThe first consideration, in the eyes of the scouts, was\\nto make the sail-boat, which was now moored at the\\nupper end of the island, invisible. This told its story", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\nrather too plainly to be left in open view to whatever\\nIndians might be wandering through the country.\\nAs there was no means at hand effectually to conceal\\nit, Jud took it over to the other shore, towing it behind\\nhis own canoe. Here, by lowering the mast, he man\u00c2\u00ac\\naged to draw it under the bank, where the undergrowth\\nwas particularly luxuriant, and to secure it in such a\\nmanner that there was scarcely a possibility of its being\\nseen by any one going up or down the river, or even\\nupon the bank, unless accident should direct his steps\\nto the very spot where it nestled in the green and exu\u00c2\u00ac\\nberant vegetation.\\nAs there were some indications of a storm in the sky,\\nthose on shore employed themselves in preparing, as\\nbest they could, a shelter for the females. With the aid\\nof the sail and several blankets, a sort of tent was put\\ntogether, which was deemed sufficient to protect them\\nagainst any storm which would be likely to rise during\\nthe night.\\nAs for ourselves,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Captain Swarthausen, re\u00c2\u00ac\\nferring to the male members of the party, we must\\ntake it in the open air.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe night is quite mild, and the shrubbery is dense\\nenough overhead to keep off any superfluous moisture,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nreplied Prescott.\\nSuch nights as these are the delight of a soldier,\\nand often enough we have slept out of doors, when\\nthere were no trees to keep off the driving snow, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "2 l 6\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nscarcely a blanket to protect us from it, upon the\\nground.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I call carrying picnicking to an ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ntreme,\u00e2\u0080\u009d observed Pipkins, as he languidly puffed his\\nmeerschaum. Such exposure is apt to give a man cold\\nand make him anxious for the comforts of home.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes; one night like that would be the end of you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nreplied Captain Swarthausen, as he surveyed the femi\u00c2\u00ac\\nnine specimen of a man before him. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think you\\ncould ever become used to it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the reason why I have never tried,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the\\ncontented answer.\\nThe rest upon the island was a most refreshing one\\nto the entire band of fugitives. They had all been sub\u00c2\u00ac\\njected to such toil and trial that, with a feeling of even\\ntemporary safety, came a reaction, and there was not\\none who did not need sleep.\\nWhile the different ones disposed of themselves as\\nfancy dictated, Jud and Red Plume made a tour of the\\nisland. The former had told his friends to sleep while\\nthey had the opportunity, and he would alternate with\\nthe Sioux during the night, provided it looked safe to\\ndo so.\\nVeteran scouts as these two men were, and similar as\\nwere their tastes and judgments, a casual observer\\nwould have seen at once that there was some point of\\ndifference between them. Their views were dissimilar\\nupon some point which concerned the safety of the\\ncompany.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n217\\nIt was apparently a slight difference; but, when the\\nconsequences of a mistake in the wrong direction are\\nconsidered, it will be seen how vitally it concerned our\\nfriends, who, in all their dreamings, did not dream of\\nany such thing entering the heads of their guardians.\\nRed Plume believed that they were still in danger\\nfrom the Sioux along the lake. True, there was not a\\nstrong probability of these drunken savages starting\\nin pursuit of an enemy just then; but it was probable\\nthat they would be in a condition to do so by nightfall,\\nfor the simple reason that their whiskey could not hold\\nout much longer; and after a debauch of this kind they\\nwould be in as vindictive and merciless a temper as it is\\npossible for a degraded redskin to be.\\nOld Jud saw no danger at all. If the Sioux should\\nregain enough of their senses to be able to pursue them,\\nthey would regain enough sense, also, to see the useless\u00c2\u00ac\\nness of it, when there would be every reason to believe\\nthat the whites were far byond their reach, even before\\nthey could start after them.\\nThe dusky scout was not given to argument, and\\nwhen he found how opinionated his white companion\\nwas, he ceased to dispute, and signified his acquies\u00c2\u00ac\\ncence in his views; but Jud saw plainly enough that it\\nwas one of those things which was done purely for\\npeace sake.\\nThis conclusion was hardly reached when Red\\nPlume pointed to the eastern shore, a short distance up", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n218\\nstream, uttering an exclamation of displeasure at the\\nsame time.\\nThat which he saw was the same sign that met the\\neye of the Otter and Colonel Havens in ascending the\\nstream the day before\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is, the smoke of a camp\u00c2\u00ac\\nfire ascending through the tops of the trees.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDar In jin,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Red Plume, in his broken\\nEnglish.\\nYes, and there, too,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the scout, pointing^\\ndown the river, but on the opposite side, where a simi\u00c2\u00ac\\nlar sight was observed.\\nThis, then, was proof that they were in a neighbor\u00c2\u00ac\\nhood of great danger, and it looked as though it was\\na prudent thing to halt when and where they did.\\nOld Jud looked significantly toward his dusky\\nfriend, and smiled, but that stolid face was as inex\u00c2\u00ac\\npressive as a stone, and gave no indication of what\\nwere the thoughts of the Indian.\\nIf the night was to be spent here, it was necessary\\nthat some provision should be made, as only frag\u00c2\u00ac\\nments of the fishes remained. There was no good place\\nin the immediate vicinity of the island to fish, so Jud\\nentered his canoe, and pulled for the other shore, where\\nhe had met with such abundant good fortune during\\nthe afternoon.\\nThis left Red Plume with the duty of watching and\\nprotecting the entire island; but he felt fully competent\\nto do so, at least during the day, when he was able to\\nscan every approach with his eagle eye, and communi-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n219\\ncate with Jud, who was within easy signalling dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntance.\\nThe sky, by this time, was overcast with clouds, and\\nthere was every appearance of an approaching storm.\\nFaint rumbling thunder was heard in the distance, ac\u00c2\u00ac\\ncompanied by occasional flashes of lightning, and a\\ncool wind swayed the forest trees, and wrinkled the\\nsurface of the river.\\nThe storm, however, passed off to the northward,\\nonly a few drops falling upon the island, while it\\nraged, with great fierceness a few miles up the river.\\nOld Jud saw a fortunate turn of affairs in this, as\\nsuch a turmoil in the woods would be pretty certain to\\nobliterate all signs of the trail which had been left along\\nthe margin of the lake, and compel the Sioux, in case\\nthey should think of pursuing, to go it blind more de\u00c2\u00ac\\ncidedly than ever.\\nAny one who understood the nature of Red Plume\\nwould have seen, on the instant, that he was far from\\nbeing satisfied with the shape matters had taken. He\\nwalked back and forth, in and out among the trees, first\\nappearing at the upper and then at the lower end of the\\nisland, and scanning every portion of the shore that\\nwas visible.\\nThe long summer afternoon gradually wore away,\\nand still every one of the fugitives slept soundly, show\u00c2\u00ac\\ning how necessary, in one sense at least, it was that the\\nrest should have been obtained for them.\\nJust as the sun was setting, the canoe of Jud put out", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "220\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nin the river, and rapidly approached the island. As\\nthe scout drew his boat up the bank, he revealed a fine\\npile of fish which by some legerdemain, he had in\u00c2\u00ac\\nveigled from the water into the boat.\\nAbout this time, also, there was a general awaking\\nup of the party, and a universal sense of hunger among\\nthem all.\\nOld Jud having given some hints to Dinah of the\\nprocess by which he had prepared the fish, it was left\\nto her, while the others busied themselves as they chose.\\nMost of them took to wandering over the island, in\\nthe best of spirits, which were dampened, however,\\nsomewhat, by Jud stating to them that it was the wish\\nof Red Plume that they should expose themselves as\\nlittle as possible to view from the shore.\\nWhen asked for an explanation of this request, he\\nsimply replied that it was the wish of the Sioux, who\\nwould not have made such a request unless there was\\nreason for it, and the best thing they could do was to\\nobey it.\\nTo several of the men, Jud explained that there were\\nIndians at no great distance, and an unfortunate dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nclosure of the presence of the whites upon the island\\nwould be very likely to bring on a collision.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cDat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I tink,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Cato, who was listening,\\nopen- mouthed, to these words; \u00e2\u0080\u009cdar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Injuns \u00e2\u0080\u0099bout yer,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099cause I seed \u00e2\u0080\u0099em.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere did you see them inquired Prescott, in\\nno little surprise.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n221\\nWhen I was down at de lower end de island; I\\nwas lookin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 \u00e2\u0080\u0099bout; I seed \u00e2\u0080\u0099leven Injuns in one boat a\\nrowin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 \u00e2\u0080\u0099cross de riber.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhen?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Bout half an hour ago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou were asleep then,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Captain Swarthausen.\\nThe negro scratched his head, as if he were unde\u00c2\u00ac\\ncided regarding that matter. Finally, his face lit as\\nhe looked up.\\nDat be so; I dreamed it suah.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nShouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t wonder ef you seen it afore you see\\ndaylight agin,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Jud, in a voice which\\nshowed he was in earnest.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAre there no settlements in this neighborhood\\ninquired Fielding.\\nThere ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t exactly what you call settlements,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nreplied, but there are houses scattered here and there,\\nand they\u00e2\u0080\u0099re the ones that be catching it. Them\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the\\nkind of enemies the Sioux like to pounce down upon.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSuppose they should attack us upon the island,\\nhave we much chance of defending ourselves in\u00c2\u00ac\\nquired Prescott.\\nIf they don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t come too fast. You see they\u00e2\u0080\u0099d have\\nto come over the water, while we\u00e2\u0080\u0099d have the shelter of\\nthe trees; and that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s just the way the redskins don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nlike to have matters fixed.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThey would not be likely to make an open at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntack?\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "222\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nNot as long as there was any other chance. You\\nsee how they worked it along the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s one thing certain,\u00e2\u0080\u009d laughed Captain\\nSwarthausen, we ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t as likely to be burned out as\\nwe were there.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cThat is what I call fortunate,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Pipkins;\\nthere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s only one danger that I foresee, in case the abo\u00c2\u00ac\\nrigines should find out we were picnicking here, and\\ndecide to molest us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAll looked inquiringly at the young man for his ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nplanation of what he feared.\\nFinding we have intrenched ourselves here, they\\nmay throw up a dam across the water above and shut\\nthe water off.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow will that benefit them?\\nThen they can march upon us overland, just as\\nyour soldiers charge upon a fort or embankment.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPipkins seemed so earnest in what he said, that more\\nthan one laughed, especially Captain Swarthausen, who\\ndeclared that he was born for a general.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been told before, and if it wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nfor my confounded modesty I would have been a gen\u00c2\u00ac\\neral by this time\u00e2\u0080\u0094hello!\u00e2\u0080\u0094hark!\\nEvery one started, for at that moment they heard the\\nfaint discharge of guns, as if two parties were encoun\u00c2\u00ac\\ntering each other.\\nIs that up or down the river? asked Prescott.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s off here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Captain, pointing to the\\nright.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n223\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s up the river,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Jud; \u00e2\u0080\u009cthe way the\\nstream winds round and round.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the meaning of it?\\nThe scout shook his head.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s more than I kin tell; I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know as I ever\\nheerd them guns afore, else I might tell you who fired\\nem.\\nIt confirms what you have said, at any rate, that\\nthe Sioux are on every side of us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you think,\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Captain Swarthausen, that\\nit was our wisest plan to halt here for the night?\\nJud hesitated a moment before replying.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know how to answer that \u00e2\u0080\u0099ere question till\\nwe\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got through this muss, and found out what we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve\\nhad to go through. Red Plume, I may as well tell you,\\nwas opposed to our stayin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 here till morning.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy so?\\nWall, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hard to tell; but I think he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s changed his\\nmind, and concluded that it was the best thing we could\\ndo.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIs it better to go at night or daytime?\\nFrom the way things look, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s better to take the\\nday for it. You see there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s enough moon to show the\\nwhite sail to both sides the shore, and there would be\\nsome redskins that would be sure to see it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHardly as likely to do so, as during the day.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nJust so; but in the day time we\u00e2\u0080\u0099d have a chance\\nof seein\u00e2\u0080\u0099 where we was runnin\u00e2\u0080\u0099, and be ready to sar-\\ncumvent any trick of the rascals.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "224\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe conversation suddenly ceased, for the report of\\nguns was again heard, and all listened with great inter\u00c2\u00ac\\nest.\\nIt was just growing dusk, and there was scarcely a\\nbreath of air stirring the leaves, so that a slight sound\\ncould be heard at a great distance, even when ob\u00c2\u00ac\\nstructed by the woods. The plash of a small fish that\\nsprang above the surface, at a long distance up stream,\\nwas heard as plainly as if it were within a rod or two\\nof where they stood.\\nOld Jud was of an opinion that the guns which they\\nheard, were about a mile off, which was twice as far\\nas any of the others had supposed.\\nThere be farm houses here and there,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added,\\nand there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s no tellin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 what this means. It may be\\nsome of the settlers fighting for their lives. I will see\\nwhat Red Plume thinks of it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe walked away, and when at the end of a few min\u00c2\u00ac\\nutes he returned, all noticed the serious expression of\\nhis countenance.\\nThe redskin says it comes from the varmints and\\nsettlers fightin\u00e2\u0080\u0099, and he b\u00e2\u0080\u0099leves they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve found out we\\nbe here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cGood heavens! what don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t they find out! ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclaimed Mr. Prescott, not a little alarmed at this as\u00c2\u00ac\\ntounding intelligence \u00e2\u0080\u009cAre we never to be safe?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNot as long as we stay in this outlandish country.\\nI tell you, you folks don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know what a general clean\u00c2\u00ac\\ning out these infarnal varmints are making. Ef we", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n225\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t get into Fort Grandon afore long, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s my \u00e2\u0080\u0099pin\u00c2\u00ac\\nion we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll never get there at all.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe altered manner of the scout impressed all, and\\nthrew quite a chill over the good feelings which had\\nhitherto prevailed.\\nDid Red Plume give his reason for thinking the\\nheathen knew we were here? inquired Fielding.\\nNo; I s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose he hasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t got any partic\u00e2\u0080\u0099lar reason;\\nbut he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s been looking around powerful sharp since\\nwe\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been here, and has come to his \u00e2\u0080\u0099elusion on gen\u00c2\u00ac\\neral principles, I think.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen there is a possibility of his being mistaken?\\nadded the Friend.\\nI s\u00e2\u0080\u0099pose he might be, but the safest way in a thing\\nlike this, is to think he ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFurther conversation was interrupted by Dinah\\nshouting in a voice that certainly must have penetrated\\na mile:\\nSuppah\u00e2\u0080\u0099s ready, and ef you folks don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t come purty\\nquick, my baby will eat eberyting dar is fur you!\\nThis produced a panic, and in a very brief space of\\ntime, the fugitives were gathered around the pile of\\nfish, and eating with as keen appetites, almost, as\\nmarked their first meal upon the island.\\nThe fire had been kindled among the trees where the\\nsurrounding vegetation was dense enough to prevent\\nits attracting attention from the shore. This place had\\nbeen intentionally selected on this account, when the\\nfirst fire was started by old Jud himself.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "226\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe island itself, especially the upper portion was\\ncovered with a large quantity of drift-wood, brought\\ndown during many a previous freshet, and this made\\nthe best of fuel for the purpose for which it was used.\\nIt was observed by all, that Red Plume displayed a\\ncapacity for holding food, which, to say the least, was\\namazing.\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s eat a mouthful for two days, re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmarked Jud, by way of explanation, and he would go\\nlonger yet without sayin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 a word, ef it didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t happen to\\nbe handy.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a gift, said Pipkins, who was not a great\\nways behind the savage in his appetite; he and I are\\na good deal alike.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow do you make that out inquired Prescott.\\nWhy don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you see what capabilities we have in\\nthe gastronomic line?\\nBut you have not abstained as long as he.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s where the slight difference comes in; we\\nare like and unlike, you see. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t require the time\\nto develop my power in that direction; still, the power\\nitself is very similar in both cases.\\nAnd Pipkins laughed, as if certain that he had said\\nsomething extremely funny.\\nLillian, Edith, and her mother, were quite reserved,\\nand evidently did not participate in the hilarity of\\nspirits displayed by several of the others.\\nThe great loss which Muggins had suffered was con\u00c2\u00ac\\ntinually manifest in his action and appearance. He", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n227\\nhad not been seen to smile since he had learned the sad\\nnews.\\nNaturally of a genial disposition, this was all the\\nmore noticeable, and he had the sympathy of all, in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncluding Pipkins himself, who was not without a certain\\nkindness of heart, in spite of the triviality he displayed\\nso continually.\\nThe storm which had impended some hours before,\\nhad now entirely disappeared, and the sky was almost\\nentirely clear of clouds. The light of the moon was\\nunobstructed, and the night was to be a fairer one than\\nthe preceding.\\nThe fugitives were now so thoroughly rested, that\\nthere was some thought of resuming their journey, as\\nsoon as darkness was fairly settled upon them, but Red\\nPlume and Jud agreed that probably nothing would\\nbe gained by it. There was no island for many miles\\nthat offered such a good place of refuge as this, and it\\nwas no more than prudent to refuse to leave it, until\\nthey understood the bearings of the land before them.\\nFurthermore, there was strong reason to believe that\\nthe Indians had discovered the presence of the whites\\nupon the island, and would attempt a reconnoissance of\\nit before venturing upon an attack.\\nQuite late in the evening, after the females had re\u00c2\u00ac\\ntired to their tent, the sentinels were placed. Fielding\\ntook the upper end of the island, Muggins the lower,\\nPrescott one side and Pipkins the other, while old Jud\\ntook upon himself the office of general-in-chief, or", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "228\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nsuperintendent, it being his purpose to walk around\\nand see that each man did his duty.\\nRed Plume consented to take the rest which his iron\\nframe needed; for many an hour had passed since he\\nhad closed his eyes in sleep, or had given even his\\nstrained faculties a few minutes\u00e2\u0080\u0099 rest.\\nSo he folded his blanket around him, and lay down\\nbeneath one of the trees, where he could be easily\\nreached by a signal from Jud, and here he immediately\\nsank into that profound sleep characteristic of the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian race.\\nJud impressed upon each man the necessity of his\\nkeeping thoroughly wide awake, and each very natur\u00c2\u00ac\\nally intended to do so; Pipkins lighting his meer\u00c2\u00ac\\nschaum by way of assisting him in the matter.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIf you want to go to sleep, smoke your pipe, said\\nhe, as he adjusted himself in position; if you want to\\nkeep awake, smoke your pipe; that constitutes what I\\ncall the nicotine paradox he added, as he gave an\\nenormous whiff. I say, Jud, if I see one of the noble\\nred men of the woods endeavoring to steal upon this\\ndelightful island, I am to shoot him, ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I\\nYes.\\nUnless he gives the countersign, I suppose. What\\nis that?\\nYou may pick out your own countersign,\\nlaughed the scout, somewhat amused at the eccentric\u00c2\u00ac\\nities of the young exquisite.\\nE pluribus unum then, is the word,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he;", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n229\\njust instruct the others on that point, and tell them\\nthat it must be uttered in pure English, and not in the\\nSioux tongue.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDid you ever shoot a man? inquired Jud.\\nNever but once, and then it turned out to be a mule\\nthat somebody had killed before me, I never scalped an\\nIndian\u00e2\u0080\u0094that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s certain.\\nYou needn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t take the trouble to raise the hair of\\nany you might see to-night; but the minute you\u00e2\u0080\u0099re sure\\nit\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a redskin, blaze away.\\nAll right; I comprehend your instructions.\\nWith which Pipkins resumed his pipe and passed on.\\nMuggins, although generally of little account, was\\nsure to be reliable in any emergency to-night. He was\\nsilent and thoughtful, and would doubtless be glad of\\nan opportunity, although, in a slight degree, to repay\\nthe merciless redskins for the terrible affliction they had\\nbrought upon him.\\nHe quietly promised an obedience to the commands\\nof the scout, who gave him but little instruction, and\\npassed on to Fielding.\\nHere there was even less yet said. The Friend had\\nlearned an amazing lot within the last week or two, and\\nespecially within the preceding twenty-four hours, and\\nthe hunter had the good taste not to say too much to\\nhim.\\nPrescott was quite apprehensive, and it will be ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nmitted that he had a good cause. His residence in\\nMinnesota had been extended enough to give him an", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "230\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nidea of the frightful atrocities of which the redskins\\nwere capable, and, when it is remembered that he had\\nhis wife and two children with him, it would have been\\nunnatural had he been indifferent to the situation.\\nHave you any suspicion of the manner in which\\nthey will attack us? he inquired of Jud.\\nDunno as they will do it at all.\\nI know; we all hope they won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t; but, provided they\\ndo, in what shape may we expect them\\nSome of \u00e2\u0080\u0099em will come sneakin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 around at first, to\\nfind out whether we\u00e2\u0080\u0099re on the look-out for them or not.\\nYou won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have any trouble in seein\u00e2\u0080\u0099 them, \u00e2\u0080\u0099cause, as I\\nsaid, they won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t take extra pains to hide themselves\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nbut it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s them that come afterward, when they feel like\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099tending to business.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd how shall we look for them? Although, I\\nsuppose, that if we are sharp enough to keep up a good\\nwatch, there is no fear but that we shall see them.\\nNo; you know as much \u00e2\u0080\u0099bout that as I do.\\nHaving stationed and instructed them all, the scout\\nbegan his rounds, making it a point to come upon the\\nsentinels in such silence as to prevent their trim\u00c2\u00ac\\nming,\u00e2\u0080\u009d and putting on a vigilance, which was not a\\nfair criterion of their diligence.\\nFielding, as a matter of course, was wide awake, and\\nas keenly alert as a veteran mountaineer could have\\nbeen, so the scout passed on without letting him know\\nof his presence. Muggins was silent and watchful, as", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n231\\nwas Prescott, and Jud quietly went by them all, with\u00c2\u00ac\\nout permitting them to be aware of his proximity.\\nPipkins was sitting on the ground leaning against a\\ntree, and very silent\u00e2\u0080\u0094so silent, indeed, that the scout\\napproached closer, and looked in his face.\\nAs he expected, he was sound asleep!\\nTo test his watchfulness, Jud tramped about him\\nseveral times, and even stumbled over him, but he slept\\non; and he finally left him as he was, unwilling to dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nturb the slumber that must be so refreshing.\\nHe had moved but a few steps, when a signal from\\nFielding drew him in that direction. The next moment\\nhe was at his side.\\nIf I am not greatly mistaken,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the Quaker,\\nyonder is a boat passing down stream, at about an\\nequal distance from the island and yonder shore.\\nEre the deliberately speaking young man had fin\u00c2\u00ac\\nished his sentence, Jud was looking sharply in the di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrection indicated. He saw distinctly a large boat float\u00c2\u00ac\\ning downward with the current.\\nw Yes; yonder goes a boat, he replied, after a mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s scrutiny, and what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s more, it s ours \u00e2\u0080\u0094the very\\nsail boat I pulled under the bank.\\nIt may have floated free\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNot a bit of it\u00e2\u0080\u0094there be Injins in it!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXIII\\nMANOEUVRING FOR POSITION\\nThis was not a very pleasant discovery to make,\\nlooking at the simple theft itself, or its signification of\\nthe proximity of the Indians.\\nThe boat could be plainly seen as it floated down\\nstream, and the fact that it went neither faster nor\\nslower than the current, caused the belief of Fielding\\nthat it had merely drifted loose.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all a trick, said Jud; it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s done on purpose\\nto make us think that.\\nDost thou think there is a heathen in it?\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see any; but if there ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t any inside, they\u00e2\u0080\u0099re\\nwatchin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 \u00e2\u0080\u0099long shore, in the hope that some of us will\\ngo out to pick it up.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd must we lose the boat? Verily, we can ill\\nsuffer such a loss.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cWe can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t stop it just now; I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll go down to the\\nt\u00e2\u0080\u0099other end the island, and see what I kin see.\\nUpon reaching the lowest point of the land upon\\nwhich they were camped, the scout admonished Mug\u00c2\u00ac\\ngins to keep invisible and remain quiet; and then, lying\\nflat upon the ground, he carefully scrutinized the boat\\nas it floated away from him.\\n232", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n233\\nBy placing himself as low down as possible, the\\nscout hoped to bring the gunwales of the boat against\\nthe clear sky beyond, but found it could not be done\\nfor a few moments, as the dark back-ground of trees,\\non the other shore, interposed and prevented.\\nBut as the vessel drifted downward, it passed away\\nfrom this bank of shadow, and got below Jud, so that\\nit stood out upon the surface of the water, with nothing\\nbut the river itself in the back-ground beyond.\\nHowever, by this time it was so far away, that it\\ncould not be seen with very great distinctness; but,\\nscanning it as intently as possible, the hunter fancied\\nhe saw the head of an Indian moving along the gun\u00c2\u00ac\\nwale, as if he were stealthily changing his position.\\nHis supposition upon this ground was strengthened\\nby noticing a change in the course of the boat. In\u00c2\u00ac\\nstead of keeping on down the river in the direct line\\nit had been following during the last few minutes, it\\nwas diverted toward the bank which it had previously\\nleft, and continued steadily nearing it, until, as it was\\nabout fading out in the distance, it mingled with the\\ngloom of the overhanging undergrowth, and, although\\nit had vanished from view, Jud was certain that it was\\nat rest.\\nThe fact that it had gone out from the shore and\\nreturned to it at a point lower down, was proof enough\\nthat human agency was concerned in the business; but\\nthe hunter was somewhat puzzled to understand how\\nthe boat had been discovered by the savages.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "2 34\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nTrue, it might have happened by accident, but it was\\nso unlikely, that he was forced to conclude that he must\\nhave been watched at the time he concealed it himself,\\nand thus, without knowing it, he had been in the power\\nof the redskins, who could have shot him at any mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment while he was egaged in fishing.\\nJud conjectured that his enemies, knowing as they\\ndid that the island would be guarded by sentinels,\\nhoped to draw one or two of them in pursuit, and thus\\nuncover the approach to the fugitives, and give the\\nSioux the coveted opportunity of stealing upon them\\nunawares in the night.\\nWith this explanation, the prudence of Jud will be\\nappreciated in not venturing out after the boat. Un\u00c2\u00ac\\nquestionable as was the ability of our friends to make\\na good defence, there were none of them at all anxious\\nto bring on an encounter with their treacherous en\u00c2\u00ac\\nemies.\\nStill, the hunter was not disposed quietly to give up\\ntheir property, which was so indispensable to his com\u00c2\u00ac\\npanions in continuing their flight down the river.\\nWith only the two small canoes at their command, it\\nwas impossible to carry more than half the company.\\nHe was confident that, for the present, at least, the\\nboat would not be taken any great distance, and, when\\nhe was prepared to manoeuvre for its recovery, he was\\nconfident that he knew where to look for it. Until then\\nhe could wait on more important matters.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n235\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIf you see anything more, said Jud to Muggins,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cjist give a low whistle, like, and I will be here.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith this, he started toward the upper end of the\\nisland, passing on his way Augustus Pipkins, who, as\\nmight be supposed, was still sound asleep. Placing his\\narm upon his shoulder, he was forced to shake him\\nquite roughly before he could induce him to open his\\neyes.\\nPm afeared you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll catch cold, remarked the hun\u00c2\u00ac\\nter \u00e2\u0080\u009chadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you better put your blanket over you\\nPipkins rubbed his eyes for some time, before he\\nsucceeded in thoroughly awaking, but his self-posses\u00c2\u00ac\\nsion did not forsake him.\\nYou see, I knew there wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be any danger be\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore midnight, so I thought I would prepare myself by\\ntaking a little nap between now and then.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut I tell you, there is danger all the time; as\\nmuch now as at any time.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIndeed! is it possible Why didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you tell me\\nthat in the first place. I am glad you have mentioned\\nit, for now I will remember it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI hope you will, said Jud, as he changed his mind,\\nand walked back toward Muggins.\\nIt was about this time that Fielding, who was as\\nwide awake as a weasel, was startled by hearing a\\nslight ripple of the water, close to where he was stand\u00c2\u00ac\\ning beside a tree, which sounded differently from the\\nusual wash of the current against the sand.\\nKnowing the insidious nature of the redskins, he", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "236\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ncarefully took a step or two forward and peered into\\nthe water.\\nHe possessed a keen vision, and he used it to the\\nbest of his ability, but could discern nothing out of\\nthe usual order of things, and, after a minute or so, he\\nstepped back again, with his suspicions partly but not\\nentirely disarmed.\\nSome little time passed when precisely the same\\nsound was heard, and he again advanced and looked\\nout, but with no better success than before.\\nIt may be that the storm of a few hours ago has\\nraised the river somewhat, and the increasing volume\\nis what I hear upon the beach, he reflected, as he\\nstepped back to his place once more.\\nBut at this juncture he observed a slight swaying of\\nthe bushes along the shore, and immediately after, be\u00c2\u00ac\\ncame certain that an Indian, on his hands and knees,\\nwas stealing toward him.\\nThe Quaker stepped back and concealed himself be\u00c2\u00ac\\nhind the tree. The next second he saw the Sioux\\nslowly rise to a crouching position, and look search-\\ningly around in the darkness.\\nHe held this bent attitude for quite a time, not only\\nlooking but listening, while Fielding never once took\\nhis eyes from him.\\nStrange emotions agitated the Friend. He very well\\nknew that any other member of the party placed in his\\nposition would not hesitate to fire.\\nBy his side was his loaded rifle, and, in a twinkling,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n237\\nhe could bring it to his shoulder and send a bullet\\nthrough the brain or heart of the daring redskin, who\\nwas less than a dozen feet away. But all through the\\nfrightful experiences of the last day or two, he had not\\nknowingly killed a person, although he had some mis\u00c2\u00ac\\ngivings as to the ultimate fate of the individual, whom,\\nit will be remembered, he assisted off the roof he was\\nseeking to fire.\\nAnd although he was strongly tempted to shoot this\\nmiscreant, whose only object was evil, in poming upon\\nthe island in this manner, yet his nature revolted. He\\ngrasped the rifle at his side with a firm grasp, but he\\nmade no movement to bring it to a level with his enemy\\nbefore him.\\nVerily, I will defend myself if he leap upon me,\\nhe reflected; r but I cannot bring myself to strike the\\nfirst blow.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt looked very much as if he who struck the first\\nblow would strike the only one, as that would probably\\nbe an extinguisher, and he was not exactly confident\\nthat he would stand still, even, and patiently receive\\nthis infliction.\\nBy this time the Indian had assumed the upright\\nposition, and stood erect, turning his head from side\\nto side, disposed cautiously to feel every inch of his\\nway as he advanced into the wood, where he knew his\\nhereditary enemies were partly sleeping and partly\\nstanding guard.\\nAs he stood with his whole figure outlined, he dis-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "2 3 8\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ncovered a form of peerless symmetry, and a man who\\nwould make a most desperate antagonist in a hand-to-\\nhand encounter. Indeed, the iron-limbed scout would\\nhave carefully measured such a foe before grappling\\nwith him.\\nBut it was not fear that held Fielding motionless.\\nIt was the teachings of his life, which would not allow\\nhim to advance to the assault of the savage even though\\nhe knew he was coming with murder in his heart.\\nSeveral times he was upon the point of signalling\\nto Jud to come to the scene; but cautiously as he might\\nmake the call, there would be no concealing it from the\\nears of the Sioux, who was evidently listening for just\\nsuch a warning from whomsoever might be stationed\\nnearest him.\\nThen Fielding was momentarily expecting the com\u00c2\u00ac\\ning of the scout. Had the latter indeed proceeded to\\nthe upper part of the island, as he intended when he\\nfirst left Muggins, he would have reached this spot at\\nthe very moment the Indian displayed himself.\\nBut the savage having waited several minutes, began\\nmoving forward, keeping close to the shore, however,\\nand occasionally sinking down, so that for a short time\\nhe was lost entirely to view.\\nGreat as was the repugnance of Fielding to actual\\nwar, he could not consent to allow this miscreant to\\napproach the sleeping ones in the centre of the wood,\\nand he therefore began walking along parallel with the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n239\\nIndian, and keeping himself between him and the\\ncamp.\\nThe extreme caution with which the Sioux stole his\\nway along the shore, made it quite an easy task to\\nmaintain an equal pace with him, and to interpose\\nagainst any sudden advance upon the part of the sav\u00c2\u00ac\\nage.\\nHalf the length of the island was passed, when the\\nsavage suddenly vanished from sight. Fielding waited\\na moment for him to reappear, but seeing nothing of\\nhim, he supposed he had gone further down before ris\u00c2\u00ac\\ning to the upright position, and he therefore moved a\\nrod or so down himself.\\nBut still the Sioux remained invisible, and fearful of\\nbeing outwitted, the Friend hastily stepped to the edge\\nof the river, reaching it just in time to catch a glimpse\\nof the head of the Indian, as he swam swiftly toward\\nthe main land.\\nAt the same moment, a rustling behind him caught\\nhis ear, and turning his head he saw old Jud in the act\\nof raising his rifle.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cHold!\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Fielding, as he pushed the barrel\\naside; he has harmed no one\u00e2\u0080\u0094why harm him?\\nThe hunter lowered his piece with a laugh.\\nEf any other man but you done that Fd shoot him;\\nbut you\u00e2\u0080\u0099re a plucky dog, if you are a Quaker. You\\nproved that last night; but my principles is, whenever\\nyou see a redskin, shoot him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd therein has great evil been done the red man,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "240\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nfriend Jubal; for such a course must frequently strike\\nthe innocent as well as the guilty.\u00e2\u0080\u0099\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe there be any such things as innocent\\nIngins,\u00e2\u0080\u009d doggedly returned the scout; they may put\\nit on afore your face, but they will stab you to the heart\\nwhen your back is turned.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat thinkest thou of Red Plume\\nThis was an argumentum ad hominem, and took the\\nhunter all aback for a moment.\\nI look upon him as a white man anyway.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAh! friend Jubal, thou canst not get over the diffi\u00c2\u00ac\\nculty in that way; Red Plume is as much an Indian as\\nis he who just now fled the island, yet one is thy friend,\\nand the other thine enemy.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd you wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t let me hurt either one of \u00e2\u0080\u0099em.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBecause it was not necessary.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSuppose you should see him leanin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 over\u00e2\u0080\u0094wal,\\nsay Edith Prescott\u00e2\u0080\u0094with his tomahawk raised ready\\nto strike, and you stood as you do, with your loaded\\nrifle in your hand\u00e2\u0080\u0094what then\\nI pray thee, Jubal, not to force me to answer. 1\\nam a weak, erring man, and the voice of conscience is\\nnot followed as frequently as it should be.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe scout laughed again, for it was evident he was\\npleased with the Quaker, who was indeed a noble and\\ncourageous young man.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAh! you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll do,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he exclaimed, slapping him on the\\nshoulder; I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t afeard to trust you alone. I think\\nyou would be apt to strike rather powerful like, if some", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n241\\nof the varmints should press you agin the wall. But\\ntell me where you first seed this redskin that you love\\nso much.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFielding related what is already known to our read\u00c2\u00ac\\ners, Jud listening attentively in the meantime, and smil\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in his quiet way, when the Friend told how he had\\nmanaged to keep between the party and the savage.\\nLest the heathen should steal upon them un\u00c2\u00ac\\nawares.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEf you don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want to go into the scalping busi\u00c2\u00ac\\nness,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, just whistle to me, and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll take it off\\nyour hands.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nGoing to the upper end of the island where he had\\nhid his canoe, the scout entered it, and paddled close\\nalong shore in the direction of the point where Pipkins\\nhad been stationed as a sentinel.\\nHis intention was to give the young man a thorough\\ntest of his watchfulness, and in case he failed, as he\\nexpected he would do, he would withdraw him and as\u00c2\u00ac\\nsume his place himself, first calling upon Red Plume to\\ntake upon himself the office of general superintendent.\\nThe truth was, Jud began to feel that matters were\\ngetting too serious to permit any trifling.\\nThe water directly in front of Pipkins was quite\\ndeep, and the hunter purposely made quite a plashing\\nwith his paddle.\\nNot a little surprised, therefore, was he, when he saw\\na man standing upright with his rifle in hand, who\\ncalled out,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "2 4 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWho goes there?\\nThe hunter made no reply, but continued moving\\nslowly along, quite surprised at the watchfulness of the\\nyoung exquisite.\\nGive the countersign\u00e2\u0080\u0094hello! you came near get\u00c2\u00ac\\nting shot,\u00e2\u0080\u009d laughed Pipkins, as he recognized his\\nfriend.\\nJud complimented him on his vigilance, and instruct\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him to keep it up, he left his canoe secured against\\nthe bank, and crossed the island to sit awhile with Pres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncott.\\nI think I have risen above the boiling point in the\\nthermometer of Jud\u00e2\u0080\u0099s estimation,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Pipkins,\\nwhen he found himself alone again. I have demon\u00c2\u00ac\\nstrated my watchfulness beyond all dispute.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs a preventive against drowsiness, which seemed\\nconstantly creeping upon him, he had cleared away a\\nsmall path, back and forth which he was walking at the\\nmoment he discovered the boat and its occupant.\\nHe now kept this up for some time, but although he\\nhad his meerschaum to smoke, he still found it rather\\nmonotonous work, and again sat down upon the\\nground.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAll it wants is will\u00e2\u0080\u009d he reflected; anybody could\\nkeep awake a week, if he had a strong enough will;\\nbut I think it would be deuced unpleasant. I am going\\nto prove it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the easiest thing in the world to sit down\\non the ground and keep a faithful guard all the time.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFor a time it was very pleasant (as he had quite ex-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n243\\nhausted himself from so much walking), to sit thus\\nand smoke his pipe; but in spite of the Herculean will\\nupon which he had prided himself, he became sensible\\nof a sleepy feeling gradually stealing over him.\\nIt beats thunder! he finally exclaimed, impa\u00c2\u00ac\\ntiently, as he made a desperate effort to rouse up. I\\nought to sleep a month before I undertake this busi\u00c2\u00ac\\nness. Hello! that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s queer!\\nThis exclamation was caused by observing that the\\ncanoe left by Jud had shifted its position, and was\\ngradually drifting free. Springing forward, he ar\u00c2\u00ac\\nrested it just in time to prevent its floating away alto\u00c2\u00ac\\ngether.\\nIt must be that the river is rising,\u00e2\u0080\u009d concluded the\\nsentinel, as he replaced it in position, and took his seat\\nagain.\\nEverything went along pleasantly for awhile, the\\nnight being just cool enough to make it pleasant to sit\\nin the shadow of the wood.\\nBut nothing of which he could think could prevent\\nthe insidious approach of sleep, and he was relapsing\\ninto unconsciousness again, when he was aroused by a\\nsoft, grating noise upon the sand, and he looked up just\\nin time to see the canoe slowly sliding off the shingle\\ninto the water.\\nPipkins was fairly frightened, and he stood almost\\nspeechless with amazement.\\nBut next moment a doubt entered his mind. He\\ncould not be certain that the boat had changed its posi-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "244\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntion in the least, nor could it be seen to stir as he gazed\\nwonderingly at it.\\nWonder if I was dreaming?\u00e2\u0080\u0094no, I couldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have\\nbeen dreaming, as I wasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t asleep. I must have im\u00c2\u00ac\\nagined it, or heard something else, and confused them\\nin my mind.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA footstep caused him to turn his head, expecting to\\nsee a wild Indian at his elbow, but to his delight he en\u00c2\u00ac\\ncountered the pleasant face of Jud Judkins, the scout.\\nWell, you didn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t catch me asleep this time? said\\nPipkins, with a laugh.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; you\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll make a tol\u00e2\u0080\u0099ble sentinel after a little\\npractice.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow much practice would you say?\\nWal, some thirty or forty years; perhaps not quite\\nso long. Anything new since I was here?\\nPipkins was on the point of explaining his dilemma,\\nbut he was fearful of the ridicule of the hunter, so he\\nsimply asked the question:\\nThat canoe is just as you left it, isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t it?\\nThe scout surveyed it a moment, and then answered:\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t notice any difference. What did you ax\\nfur?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOh, nothing.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nJud eyed him sharply, but did not question him fur\u00c2\u00ac\\nther and admonishing him not to relax his vigilance\\nfor a moment, he moved away again.\\nIt was now quite late in the evening, and Red Plume\\nhad secured several hours of profound rest, enough, as", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n2 45\\nJud well knew, to suffice for several days; so he felt\\nno hesitation in going to him and touching his shoul-\\nder, the Indian awakening on the instant.\\nOnly a word or two was exchanged, when old Jud\\npassed on, and the Indian rose to his feet.\\nLeft alone to himself once more, Pipkins did his ut\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost to keep his senses bright and keen; but as it was\\nnow near midnight, and he had smoked till he was\\ntired, and had nothing further with which to amuse\\nhimself, he could not resist the somnolence which\\nspeedily came upon him.\\nEre he was aware, his head was nodding again, and\\nwhen he suddenly aroused himself, it was just in time\\nto see the mysterious canoe slide off into the water, and\\nbegin moving down stream with the current, and seem\u00c2\u00ac\\ningly at a swifter rate than the river could have carried\\nit itself.\\nBy jingo! if that don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t beat everything! he ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclaimed, making a dash at it, but it was already too far\\nto be reached with the hand, and he stepped into the\\nwater; but the rapidly increasing depth warned him of\\nhis danger, and he hastily withdrew.\\nStill the boat was drifting further and further away,\\nand not knowing what to do, the remiss sentinel caught\\nup his rifle, and began following it along the shore, not,\\nas yet, deeming it best (or, in fact, not thinking of it)\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nto signal to Jud to come to his assistance.\\nA rod or so was passed in this manner, when Pip\u00c2\u00ac\\nkins was more bewildered than ever by seeing an In-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "246\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ndian step into the water, directly in front of him, and\\nbegin swimming toward the stern of the boat.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be blowed if I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t fetch you! he muttered,\\nas he drew his piece to his shoulder, took deliberate\\naim, and pulled the trigger.\\nThe almost noiseless click of the lock warned him\\nthat something was the matter, and then the sentinel\\nsuddenly recollected.\\nJust my luck! the gun ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t loaded, and hasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nbeen loaded all the evening! Ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t I been in a fine\\ncondition to shoot somebody\\nWhereupon he began reloading his piece, and before\\nit was half done nothing more could be seen of the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian.\\nProvided Pipkins\u00e2\u0080\u0099s piece had been loaded, and he\\nhad taken a true aim, his bullet would have penetrated\\nthe skull of the friendly Sioux, Red Plume.\\nThis redskin had comprehended the stratagem of\\ntheir enemies, and reached the shore just as the canoe\\ncame abreast. He recognized the head of an Indian\\nin the water, at the bow, towing it, and the instant the\\nboat shut off his view, he noiselessly entered the water,\\nand struck out for it.\\nWith the skill which he possessed in swimming, a\\nfew strokes only were necessary to carry him over the\\nintervening space, and reaching up his hand, he allowed\\nit to rest upon the gunwale, while he floated with the\\ncurrent.\\nRed Plume could tell by the sensation of the water", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n247\\nagainst his limbs and body that they were not merely\\ndrifting with the stream, but that the redskin at the\\nbow was towing it quite vigorously. This was also\\nperceptible by a peculiar pulsation of the boat caused\\nby the strokes of the swimmer.\\nIt was not a part of the plan of Red Plume to allow\\nhimself to be drawn thus unresistingly into the snares\\nof the Sioux, who would be delighted at gaining such\\na prize as he. Pleasant as it was to float with the\\ncurrent,\u00e2\u0080\u009d such a course could only result in death to\\nhim; and when he plunged into the river, and started\\nin pursuit of the runaway boat, it was with the inten\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of bringing on a collision with the thief as speedily\\nas could be done with safety to himself.\\nIt was not probable that as yet the pilot of the canoe\\nwas aware of the passenger he had in tow, so that the\\nadvantage was greatly with the latter, who silently\\ndrew his knife from his belt and placed it between his\\nteeth.\\nHe was on the point of moving along the side of the\\nboat to attack his foe, when the acute perception of Red\\nPlume told him that the savage was doing the same\\nthing, and was advancing toward him. The pulsating,\\nonward motion of the canoe had ceased, and he could\\ndetect the faintest rustling of the water which told him\\nof the exact locality of his enemy.\\nWhen only a foot or two separated them, Red Plume\\ntook his knife in his right hand, and awaited the ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproach of his antagonist.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n248\\nAt this instant, the feet of the latter struck the legs\\nof the former, and immediately after his head came\\naround the stern of the canoe, with a scared look, which\\nshowed how unprepared he was for such a meeting.\\nRed Plume gave him no time to recover himself, and\\nin less time than we have taken to describe the meeting,\\nthe thief sank under the water, with not a spark of life\\nin him.\\nWhen totally lifeless, he was caught and held for a\\nmoment with his head above water. This was done in\\norder that his victor might scan his face and features,\\nand ascertain whether it was possible to assume his\\nplace during the next hour or two.\\nConcluding that the risk might be taken, he deliber\u00c2\u00ac\\nately scalped the savage, and then allowed him to dis\u00c2\u00ac\\nappear in the river, while he began carefully re-\\nconnoitering his situation.\\nScanning both sides of the river, he could see noth\u00c2\u00ac\\ning but the dark shores, and the solemn trees, all silent\\nas the tomb. No star-like point of light showed where\\nthe camp-fire was burning, nor did any of those numer\u00c2\u00ac\\nous bird-like signals betray the presence of the prowl\u00c2\u00ac\\ning scout.\\nJud had told him of the abstraction of the larger\\nboat, but had not said to which side of the river it\\nhad been taken, so that it was left almost entirely to\\nconjecture.\\nAfter carefully cogitating upon the matter, he con\u00c2\u00ac\\ncluded that it was the right shore, and his shrewdness", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n249\\nwas further proved by his hitting almost the precise\\nspot where it was nestling at that very moment.\\nHaving fixed his own landmarks, Red Plume began\\nworking the boat in toward land, and soon came so\\nnear that he discerned several dark forms moving\\nstealthily along the banks.\\nAt the same moment one or two low whistles were\\nexchanged, doubtless intended to guide the one who\\nhad the canoe.\\nAll this proved that the return of the Sioux was ex\u00c2\u00ac\\npected, and that Red Plume had a delicately danger\u00c2\u00ac\\nous task before him of personating the individual\\nwhom he had slain, as in all probability he would be\\nsubjected to a rigid examination, and, in case of sus\u00c2\u00ac\\npicion, to a searching scrutiny by those who were\\nawaiting him along the shore.\\nStill, he did not hesitate, and a moment later, as his\\nfeet touched bottom, he walked boldly out among the\\nIndians, where, for the present, we must leave him.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXIV\\nTHE VALE OF SHADOWS\\nWhile the events just narrated were taking place,\\nan equally interesting incident engaged the attention of\\nthe sentinels upon the island.\\nAt the very moment that Red Plume landed, Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, who still remained at his station upon the northern\\nextremity, caught sight of a canoe that put out from\\nthe other shore, and headed straight toward the point\\nwhere he was standing.\\nThe moment he made sure that it was aiming to\u00c2\u00ac\\nward him, he foresaw the probability of an encounter,\\nand, as instructed, signalled to Jud, who was almost\\nimmediately at his side.\\nI seed it, he remarked, as he came up. \u00e2\u0080\u009cEf this\\nis \u00e2\u0080\u0099nother trick of the varmints, we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll see if we can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nsmash it at the beginning.\\nWhat dost thou make of it?\\nThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s an Injin with the paddle.\\nDost thou see any more\\nThere may be more hid in the bottom.\\nVerily, he does not comprehend his danger, re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmarked Fielding, with some anxiety, as the Indian\\ncontinued unhesitatingly on his course.\\n250", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n2 Si\\nIf you wish to warn him, you can do so.\\nThis was uttered more in jest than in earnest, but\\nthe Friend instantly took advantage of the permission,\\nand stepping out in full view, he raised his hand and\\ncalled out:\\nI admonish thee to take heed where thou art com\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, for thou art running into great danger!\\nTo the surprise of both the whites, the Indian only\\npaddled the harder, and the next moment his canoe\\ntouched the shingle at their feet.\\nIt was then seen that he was the only occupant of the\\nboat, and as the little weazen-faced redskin stepped out,\\nwith his wrinkled face expanded into a vast grin, Jud\\nrecognized him as the Otter, the companion, as will\\nbe remembered, of Colonel Havens, in ascending and\\ndescending this same stream, the second and first day\\npreceding.\\nHe! he! laughed the singular individual, as he ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nvanced and took the proffered hand of the scoutain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nyou glad to see me\\nThat I am, replied Jud, with great cordiality.\\nI thought so, or I wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have come.\\nAnd I am right glad to welcome thee, added\\nFielding, as he also offered his hand, for I observe\\nthou art a friend.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere did you come from asked Jud.\\nFort Grandon.\\nDirect?\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "252\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nYes; I haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t paused a minute on the way\u00e2\u0080\u0094came\\nvery fast.\\nThou must have done that, indeed, if thou hast\\ncarried Colonel Havens to his fort and returned af\u00c2\u00ac\\nterward.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I done,\u00e2\u0080\u009d returned the Otter, with\\nsome pride.\\nWhat made you come back?\\nColonel Havens sent me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe did! What for?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI have a letter.\\nWith which the weazen-faced redskin drew a mis\u00c2\u00ac\\nsive from beneath his hunting-shirt, and handed it to\\nJud. The latter turned it over several times in his\\nhand, and then passed it to Fielding, with the remark.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s been so long since I larned to read, that I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve\\nforgot all that I knowed in that line, and never knowed\\nmuch to forget.\\nFielding examined the superscription, the moon\u00c2\u00ac\\nlight being just sufficient for him to distinguish, writ\u00c2\u00ac\\nten with a lead pencil in a bold hand:\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cLillian Prescott,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cSent by the Otter an Indian Runner.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nShe is with you? inquired the Indian.\\nYes; she is asleep, by the camp-fire yonder. If\\nthou wishest, I will hand it to her in the morning.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s just what I want; and now I must go.\\nWhy such a hurry?", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n253\\nI am expected at the fort.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPerchance there may be an answer expected to\\nthis, said the Quaker.\\nI was not told to wait for any, but was only asked\\nto see that she got it, and then to make all haste back\\nagain, unless I was wanted here.\\nHaven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you seen anything of redskins?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked\\nJud.\\nThe Otter started, as if he had forgotten this alto\u00c2\u00ac\\ngether.\\nThey are all around you\u00e2\u0080\u0094on both shores\u00e2\u0080\u0094every\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhere\\nAs he spoke, he swept his hand over his head to\\nsignify that each shore was swarming with enemies.\\nHow did you get through with your canoe?\\nI come up the river till I see sign\u00e2\u0080\u0094then I put my\\ncanoe on my head and went through the wood till I\\nsee the island\u00e2\u0080\u0094then I paddled out to it.\\nHow didst thou know that we were here\\nSo many of the Indians along shore\u00e2\u0080\u0094I knew that\\nsomebody was out here, and who so likely as you?\\nBe careful they do not take thee prisoner when\\nthou seekest to return.\\nThe Otter laughed his he! he! to signify that such a\\ncaution was unnecessary to one of his age and exper\u00c2\u00ac\\nience.\\nIt will be understood, however, that he had greater\\nneed of prudence than Red Plume, for he was so short\\nand peculiar in his appearance, that he could not but", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "2 54\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nbe as readily identified by his enemies as if he were\\na white man.\\nBut Red Plume, in build, dress, appearance and man\u00c2\u00ac\\nner, was the same as his tribe, and where his features\\nwere not liable to too close a scrutiny, he could easily\\nescape detection. He had done this so repeatedly that\\nit may be said he had scarcely any fear on the present\\noccasion.\\nComparatively little information was gained from\\nOtter, and shortly after he took his departure, aiming\\nfor the same shore whence he came.\\nHe had reached a point about half way distant, when\\nthe report of a gun was heard, and the bullet was seen\\nto skip over the water about twenty feet to the right\\nof the canoe.\\nWhat you shooting at?\u00e2\u0080\u009d demanded Jud, as he\\nhastened to the side of Pipkins, who was rapidly re\u00c2\u00ac\\nloading.\\nAt that confounded Indian, and if I can get loaded\\nsoon enough, Fll pepper him, sure.\\nYou mought fire all night without scaring him,\\nbut you may as well save your powder, for he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a\\nfriend.\\nBut he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s running off with another canoe. What\\na wonderful forte those dusky scamps have for steal\u00c2\u00ac\\ning boats.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s his own boat.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAh! that makes a difference. If he\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll only come\\nback, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll apologize for my rudeness.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n2 55\\nNo need of that, for I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe he knowed you\\nwar shootin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 at him.\\nWho is he, anyway?\\nJud explained the character of the savage, greatly to\\nthe surprise of Pipkins, who expressed a desire to cul\u00c2\u00ac\\ntivate the acquaintance of the Otter.\\nIn making his tour of the island, and explaining to\\nthe different sentinels what had taken place, the scout\\nfinally came back to where Fielding was awaiting him.\\nWilt thou take my place for awhile, while I go to\\nthe camp-fire he asked.\\nJud willingly consented, and the Quaker made his\\nway to the centre of the wood, where the camp-fire\\nwas burning quite low. He was hopeful that the re\u00c2\u00ac\\nport of Pipkin\u00e2\u0080\u0099s gun had aroused Lillian, so that he\\nmight deliver the letter to her at once.\\nHe was not disappointed, for as he came up, he saw\\nthe two sisters sitting by the fire, Edith occupying\\nherself with stirring the embers, so as to make the\\nlight more cheerful. They looked around in some sur\u00c2\u00ac\\nprise as he came up.\\nCanst thou not sleep in quietness?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, as he halted by their side.\\nIt seems that with what we had yesterday, we\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t require so much, replied Edith, with a blush\\nand a smile.\\nI trust I am the bearer of good news to thee,\\nsaid the Friend, after a moment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s pause; \u00e2\u0080\u009can Indian\\nrunner brought this letter to the island a short time", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "256\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nago, with the request that I should deliver it to thee.\\nWith which he handed the missive to the astounded\\nLillian. Then, with a delicacy which did him credit, he\\nbade them good evening and withdrew, that they might\\nnot be embarrassed by his presence.\\nAs he moved away, Edith looked after him with a\\nlonging, earnest gaze and Fielding, turning his head at\\nthe same moment, saw it as reflected by the camp-fire,\\nand he knew in his heart that she loved him.\\nWith a trembling hand Lillian Prescott broke the\\nseal of the letter, and by the fire-light she read the\\nfollowing:\\nFort Grandon, August 20, 1862.\\nDearest Lillian\\nForgive my manner of addressing you. I know it\\nwill be displeasing, but I cannot forbear doing so for\\nthe last time.\\nI have been at the fort only a few minutes, and my\\nfaithful attendant, the Otter, has consented to carry\\nthe letter to you, so that I cannot forbear taking the\\nopportunity of saying a few parting words.\\nI had hopes of being able to march to the assistance\\nof yourself and friends as soon as I returned; but I\\nfound orders awaiting which commanded me to go to\\na point a hundred miles distant, to take charge of a\\nregiment of cavalry that are ready to proceed to the\\nseat of war. I shall have an escort, so that no personal\\nrisk will be incurred.\\nI did everything I could to get permission to send\\nhelp to you, but am utterly powerless. The Otter has\\npermission to remain with your company, if you desire\\nit. There is such a panic through the northern and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n257\\nwestern parts of Minnesota, and such an urgent call\\nfrom the Government for troops, that my superior\\nofficer, who has just returned, peremptorily refuses to\\nallow a single one to go to the relief of the hundreds\\nwho are perishing for it.\\nI pray that you and your friends may safely reach\\nthe fort, which is the nearest point that offers any\\nsafety; but if Heaven so wills that you shall not, do not\\nforget that you have the whole, fervent, undivided\\nlove of my heart.\\nI thought, when you treated me so cavalierly, that\\nmy pride would sustain me in forgetting you; but I\\nfind my mistake. I cannot drive you from my thoughts.\\nEven during the busy minutes when I am preparing to\\nleave, and I am compelled to answer questions and give\\norders innumerable, you are not absent for an instant\\nfrom my thoughts.\\nI shall carry your image to my grave. Life, which\\nwas so radiant to me but a short time ago, is forbidding\\nand dark. Little care I whether I live or die, for that\\nwhich made life so sweet, that which fired my ambition,\\nthat which thrilled me with a pleasure never before\\nknown\u00e2\u0080\u0094all these have been taken away. They can\\nnever be replaced, and what is there to bind me to\\nearth\\nI cannot blame you for selecting another. You have\\nknown him long enough, perhaps, to discover virtues in\\nhim which I, in my blind jealousy, failed to see. The\\nmost that I can wish you is that he will prove as loving\\nand devoted as I know I should have been, had fortune\\nfavored me, as I once foolishly believed she A r ould. I\\nonly hope he is more worthy of you than he seemed\\nto me.\\nIf this parting had only occurred months ago\u00e2\u0080\u0094if I\\ncould blot from my remembrance the sails we have had", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "25\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ndelicious hours passed in your society, the looks that I\\nbelieved were something more than mere looks\u00e2\u0080\u0094in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndeed, if I could turn my back upon the past, and close\\nmy eyes to the thousand-and-one little things that have\\nonly fanned the flame that has been steadily growing\\nin my heart for months, then could I find happiness in\\nthe future, but not otherwise.\\nI leave you, carrying no harsh remembrance. If\\nyour own heart does not accuse you, I shall not.\\nHad you but called me, as I was leaving you, I would\\nhave rushed back to you. Disgrace, dishonor\u00e2\u0080\u0094all\\nwould have been unheeded had you but given your\\ncommands.\\nBut not a word. I listened intently, but heard noth\u00c2\u00ac\\ning. I looked back, but you made no sign. Your\\nheart was unrelenting; in truth, it never throbbed with\\nkindness for me.\\nThen why can I blame you? I cannot. Good-by.\\nGod be with you, and keep you, and make you happy;\\nand may you forget that your path was ever crossed\\nby so unworthy an object as\\nGeorge Havens.\\nP. S.\u00e2\u0080\u0094Please hand the inclosed to Captain Swart-\\nhausen. G. H.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXV\\nRED PLUME S PRISONER\\nA few minutes before reaching shore, Red Plume\\ndrew himself up in the canoe, and landed directly at the\\nfeet of those who were awaiting him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cOwaton is a brave warrior,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked one, as he\\nstepped ashore, meaning to compliment the supposed\\nIndian for his exploit in stealing the boat. Compre\u00c2\u00ac\\nhending his intention, Red Plume answered:\\nThe Yengese fired their guns at Owaton, but they\\nhurt him not. He went under the water, and the bul\u00c2\u00ac\\nlets passed over his head.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nGreat is Owaton. He shall be a chief of the\\nSioux.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs a matter of course, the supposed Owaton accepted\\nhis honors meekly, and made no reply to this high\\ncompliment.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAre the Yengese asleep inquired the same\\nspeaker.\\nSome of them sleep and some do not. Red Plume,\\nthe hunter Old Jud, and the Otter of the Cheyennes,\\nand many others are awake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis was a piece of strategy upon the part of the\\nSioux, as he could have no suspicion that the runner\\n259", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "260\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwas upon the island that very moment. He supposed\\nhe was somewhere in the neighborhod, and concluded\\nit advisable, therefore, to locate him among his friends.\\nIt will be seen, also, that this observation of\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cOwaton\u00e2\u0080\u009d directly witnessed his own skill and bravery,\\ninasmuch as he had succeeded in the face of all these\\nobstacles, where one of the others had failed but a short\\ntime before.\\nHave they guns and powder?\\nThey have guns and powder; they catch fish from\\nthe river, and they drink its water.\u00e2\u0080\u0099\u00e2\u0080\u0099\\nIt will be observed that Red Plume was doing his\\nutmost to put the situation of the fugitives in the\\nstrongest light, his object being to discourage the\\nSioux, and induce them to turn their attention else\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhere\u00e2\u0080\u0094an achievement which, we may as well state,\\nhe considered next to impossible.\\nWhile this conversation was going on, he was stand\u00c2\u00ac\\ning among a half-dozen of his race, in the shadow of\\nthe trees, where their forms were only dimly outlined,\\nand where there was scarcely a possibility of his iden\u00c2\u00ac\\ntity being suspected.\\nIn truth the mere landing of Red Plume in the\\nmanner narrated cannot be regarded as much of an ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nploit. Being of the same tribe as his enemies, and\\nhaving spent the first thirty years of his life as one of\\ntheir warriors who was always noted as a daringly\\nfierce enemy of the whites, there was scarcely a pos-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n261\\nsibility of his betraying himself, unless by some unfore\u00c2\u00ac\\nseen accident.\\nA few minutes more were occupied in asking and\\nanswering questions, the scout, as a matter of course,\\ngiving a glowing account of the strength, numbers and\\nwatchfulness of the whites. Finally, the others began\\nwalking away in the forest, Red Plume accompanying\\nthem.\\nSeveral rods were passed when he caught sight of a\\nlarge camp-fire, around which at least twenty Indians\\nwere gathered, while he knew that fully as many more\\nwere moving around in the woods and along the river.\\nHere an alarming surprise awaited the friendly In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian. With all his shrewdness, he scarcely suspected\\nthe startling discovery he made\u00e2\u0080\u0094that their enemies\\nwere the very Sioux who had so narrowly escaped de\u00c2\u00ac\\nstroying them upon the lake\\nAye, Red Plume was thoroughly astounded. He\\nhad held a vague fear of such a danger as this, and it\\nwill be remembered that he urged Jud not to make\\nmore than a temporary halt upon the island; but he\\nscarcely believed that those who were so thoroughly\\nintoxicated in the morning could be in a condition to\\ntake the war-path in the evening.\\nBut it was nevertheless true; and the same ferocious\\naborigines who had so desperately sought their de\u00c2\u00ac\\nstruction on the shore of Sleeping Water had environed\\nthem again, when they had paused to rest upon the\\nisland.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "2 62\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nSome cautious reconnoitring, united with conjectures\\nupon his part, enabled Red Plume to gain the facts\\nin the case. The lake party had probably used up their\\nwhiskey early in the forenoon, and the effects had worn\\noff toward night of the same day, so as to allow them\\nto comprehend their own situation. They could not\\navoid knowing that the fugitives had descended Cres\u00c2\u00ac\\ncent River, and they therefore started in pursuit some\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhere near nightfall, expecting to come up with them\\nbefore morning.\\nThe probabilities are that they would have passed\\nthe island without suspecting the presence of their prey\\nupon it, had they not encountered a dozen more of their\\ntribe, who had made the discovery, and were carefully\\nwatching their movements.\\nThe larger company halted, and the two united, both\\nfully resolved that not a white should ever leave the\\nspot alive. Their manoeuvres during the night had\\nbeen made for the purpose of weakening the fugitives,\\nand destroying their chances of escape by withdrawing\\ntheir canoes, and also with the object of learning their\\nstrength, and whether they were keeping up any sort\\nof watch against attack.\\nRed Plume was careful to keep beyond the circle of\\nthe light thrown out by the camp-fire, for it is almost\\ncertain he would have been identified, not only by the\\nwarriors themselves, but by the negro Lige, who was\\nlounging on the ground, smoking a pipe, and conduct\u00c2\u00ac\\ning himself generally as though he was among friends.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n263\\nIn the confusion of passing to and fro, it was no dif\u00c2\u00ac\\nficult matter for the Indian to withdraw from the others\\nwithout attracting suspicion. He sauntered carelessly\\nforward, until certain that he was beyond the scrutiny\\nof all, when he hastened to where he had left his canoe.\\nThe tiny vessel lay against the bank, just as he had\\nleft it, and a rod or so below was the larger boat, so es\u00c2\u00ac\\nsential to the escape of the fugitives from the island.\\nStepping softly into the birchen canoe, he moved it\\nnoiselessly down stream until he reached the larger one;\\nbut, while on the very point of unfastening this, he ob\u00c2\u00ac\\nserved that one of the Sioux was sitting in it, so\\nmotionless that he suspected he was asleep.\\nHere was a dilemma, and Red Plume paused a\\nmoment, undecided what to do. He had no doubt of\\nhis ability to extinguish the sentinel, but the ultimate\\nconsequences of an encounter with him were pretty\\ncertain to be the entire discomfiture of his scheme.\\nWhile debating this point with himself the sentinel\\nspoke.\\nWhat seeks Owaton\\nIs my brother here? was the Yankee-like answer.\\nHe guards the boat against the Yengese and the\\nRed Plume.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis then was the object of the savage in sitting so\\nmotionless in the larger boat. There was a well\\ngrounded fear that either the distinguished friendly\\nIndian or old Jud would make an attempt to re-capture", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0271.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "264\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nthe boat, and the sentinel was stationed here to prevent\\njust such a coup d etat.\\nRed Plume now resorted to every artifice possible to\\ninduce the Sioux to leave his station. He hinted that\\nthere was an important council at the camp-fire, at\\nwhich his presence was needed, and offered to take his\\nplace until he chose to return; but the faithful guard\\nsteadily refused, and fearing that he had created some\\nsuspicion in his mind, the scout withdrew, as if he were\\ngoing to rejoin the others.\\nIt was with something like chagrin that he sauntered\\nthrough the woods, in the direction of the camp-fire,\\nfor he found himself foiled on the very threshold of his\\nscheme.\\nThere seemed but one way of gaining possession of\\nthe coveted boats, and that was by stealing upon and\\nslaying the sentinel; and much as he disliked this\\ncourse, he resolved that if his second attempt failed, he\\nwould do it with all the stealth and vim at his com\u00c2\u00ac\\nmand.\\nThere was the additional incentive of the short\\nperiod now intervening between the present time\\nand morning. The coming of daylight would post\u00c2\u00ac\\npone any such attempt,\u00e2\u0080\u0098and in all probability would de\u00c2\u00ac\\nfeat them entirely, as it was not likely that the coming\\nnight would see matters in the same position as they\\nwere now.\\nImpressed with these facts, Red Plume returned to\\nthe river side again sooner than he had at first intended.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0272.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n265\\nPeering cautiously through the wood, he saw the\\nSioux sitting precisely as he had left him, except that\\nhis head was bowed lower, the chin apparently resting\\nupon the breast.\\nA thrill of hope shot through the breast of Red\\nPlume at the thought that perhaps he was asleep.\\nWatching him as intently as he could in the gloom\\nfor a moment, the scout reached out his hand and broke\\na twig. It parted with a quick, sharp snap, but never\\nonce did the Indian stir his head.\\nThe sentinel was asleep.\\nSatisfied of this, Red Plume lost not another mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment. He stepped as noiselessly down into the water\\nas a veritable phantom, and approached the canoe,\\nwhich he had re-fastened a short time before.\\nThis was easily loosened, and then allowing the bow\\nsoftly to touch his shoulders, so as to prevent its pass\u00c2\u00ac\\ning below him and striking the larger boat, he moved\\ntoward the latter, scarcely faster then the almost sta\u00c2\u00ac\\ntionary current.\\nHe had now approached the most delicately danger\u00c2\u00ac\\nous part of his task, that of releasing the larger boat\\nand starting it down stream, without alarming the sen\u00c2\u00ac\\ntinel within. When the proverbial lightness of the\\nsleep of the American Indian is borne in mind, the dif\u00c2\u00ac\\nficulty of this work will be fully appreciated.\\nThe wisp of bark which united the prow to a limb\\nwas parted with his hunting knife, and then the boat", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0273.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "266\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwas shoved out far enough to avoid the overhanging\\nbranches, and it began floating with the current.\\nRed Plume did not enter his own canoe, but support\u00c2\u00ac\\ning himself on the surface, man and boats were driving\\ndownward, as though each was part of some inanimate\\nobject, not a ripple disturbing the surface, while the\\ndaring Sioux who was performing all this took care to\\nkeep his head invisible from those upon the shore.\\nAs there was a bright moon in the sky, it was neces\u00c2\u00ac\\nsary that Red Plume should descend the river far\\nenough to escape observation whenever he should\\nstrike out for the centre; and, remembering the rapidly\\napproaching daylight, and the wonderfully delicate\\ntask he had in hand, it will be seen that he had enough\\nto engage all his attention and energy.\\nWhen they had drifted in this manner for several\\nhundred yards, he set himself to unite the two boats.\\nThis he successfully accomplished, although great risk\\nwas incurred.\\nHis next step was to enter his canoe, which was done\\nwithout any sensible jarring of the larger boat, and\\nthen everything was ship-shape.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nStill the sentinel sat with bowed head, never once\\nlooking up. Sleeping like a cat, the plash of the paddle\\nor a slight jerk of the boat would have aroused him;\\nbut none of these disturbing causes came about, so that\\nhis slumbers remained undisturbed.\\nA great deal of distance remained for Red Plume\\nto recover, and heading out in the current, he began", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0274.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n267\\npaddling across the stream, ever on the alert for any\\nsights or sounds, from the shore; but all was still, and\\nfar above him in the centre of the stream he could\\ndimly discern the outlines of the island, where his\\nfriends were so patiently awaiting his return.\\nGradually and steadily the Indian increased the\\nspeed of the boats until they were going at the highest\\nrate possible, and he soon reached a point as close to\\nthe other bank as he wished to go.\\nA grim smile lit up his features as he reflected upon\\nthe success of his attempt to outwit his enemies. He\\nhad not only recovered the two stolen boats, but he had\\nrun away with the man set to guard them.\\nHe no longer held the purpose of slaying the sleep\u00c2\u00ac\\ning Indian, but intended to retain him as a prisoner.\\nHe was removed so far from his reserves that Red\\nPlume felt he had him at his mercy, even if he should\\nspring overboard and attempt to elude him in that way.\\nAs to the ultimate disposal of the sentinel that was a\\nquestion to be determined by circumstances.\\nRed Plume still pressed forward with his prizes, and\\nwas nearly abreast the lower end of the island when a\\nwailing shout was heard from the shore. It was in\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly echoed by a dozen throats, and was the an\u00c2\u00ac\\nnouncement that the recapture of the canoes had been\\ndiscovered.\\nBut it was now too late to retrieve their error, and\\nthe Sioux leisurely approached his destination, as one\\nwho considers the battle ended.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0275.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "268\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nCrash! went a rifle, and the whistling bullet warned\\nRed Plume that he was the target of some one.\\nSurrender, I command you! called out Pipkins,\\nspringing to his feet, and excitedly flinging his arms.\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you undertake to run away with that boat\\nagain, or I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut Jud Judkins made his appearance at this junc\u00c2\u00ac\\nture, and extinguished the over-vigilant sentinel.\\nThe sudden uproar had as suddenly awakened the\\nprisoner, who started up with a bewildered air. At\\nthe same moment Red Plume leaped like a panther into\\nthe boat, and, with knife in hand, confronted him.\\nNot a word passed, but the savage comprehended the\\nsituation, and sinking down in the bottom of the boat,\\nsignified his acceptance of the situation.\\nIt was just beginning to grow light in the east as\\ncaptor and captive landed, and one or two of the senti\u00c2\u00ac\\nnels gathered around them to hear the particulars of\\nthe daring exploit of the scout.\\nHe did not seem to be communicative/but a few re\u00c2\u00ac\\nplies to Jud were sufficient for him to understand how\\nthe thing had come about, and not a little admiration\\nwas excited by his account.\\nThe two boats were fastened at the lower end of the\\nisland, in full sight of the Indians, something after the\\nfashion of the aborigines in leaving their scalp-lock, as\\na challenge to whomever chooses to come and take it.\\nThe captive was sullen and silent. There were no\\nsigns of fear in his face, for he was too accustomed to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0276.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n269\\nthis species of warfare not to be prepared for any and\\nall consequences. His black eyes had a defiant glitter\\nas they glanced from one to the other of those gathered\\nabout him, as if to say that he cared for none of them.\\nMuggins and Prescott kept their places, although\\nthey had some idea of what had occurred so near them,\\nwhile Fielding, Jud and Pipkins constituted a sort of\\nreception committee for the landing-party.\\nYou have drawn an elephant in the lottery,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nPipkins, addressing Red Plume, and what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s going to\\nbe done with him?\\nHe\u00e2\u0080\u0099s our prisoner,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Jud.\\nExactly; and how many men is it going to take\\nto watch him? If we only had a prison here, such as\\nwe have in Chicago, we might lock him up, and set Red\\nPlume to catching them one by one till we had them all\\nin durance, and then we would sail down the river with\\nbanners flying.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI think you ought to be able to keep him in cus\u00c2\u00ac\\ntody,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Captain Swarthausen, coming up at\\nthis moment.\\nI never had a special admiration for the noble\\nred man,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the exquisite. He\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a very nice\\ncharacter for the novelists to make heroes of, and he\\nmay be a handy fellow to be enfranchised after awhile;\\nbut no noble red man for me, if you please. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m will\u00c2\u00ac\\ning to let him go toward the setting sun just as fast as\\nhe can travel.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat dost thou propose to do with the prisoner", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0277.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "270\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ninquired Fielding, who manifested not a little anxiety\\nabout his welfare.\\nIf we can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do anything else/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 replied Jud, we\\ncan starve him as we did Jarrik, and scalp him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat would be wicked and cruel,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added the\\nFriend, with no little earnestness. He is a helpless\\nprisoner, and we cannot lay violent hands upon him.\\nWhy not try the effect of kindness upon him\\nWhat do you mean\\nTreat him kindly, and then let him go.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you think he would then induce the others to\\ntake their departure?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Captain Swarthausen.\\nI am not prepared to say that,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Fielding,\\nwho had learned too much, since his residence in\\nMinnesota, to indulge any such fallacious hopes; but\\nit might make a friend of him\\nThere was something more than a mere sentimental\u00c2\u00ac\\nism in this remark, and all appreciated him. Who\\ncould tell what good results might follow the plan pro\u00c2\u00ac\\nposed\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s purty sartin it won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t pay to keep him as a pris\u00c2\u00ac\\noner,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Jud, after a moment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s pause. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll ques\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion Red Plume, and see what ideas he has about the\\nvarmint.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe scout spoke to his friend in the Indian tongue,\\nas their communication in that was more easy than in\\nEnglish, and turned to his friends with a laugh.\\nRed Plume is very \u00e2\u0080\u0099commodating this morning.\\nHe says we can kill the varmint, or let him go, just as\\nwe choose.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0278.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n271\\nDidst thou propose the exercise of kindness toward\\nhim?\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes; and he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s willing.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen let us make the experiment.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe party began moving toward the centre of the\\ngrove, where the camp-fire had been kindled, Jud tak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning occasion to admonish Muggins against exposing\\nhimself, as it was an easy rifle-shot from the shore; and\\nthere was little doubt of the Sioux seizing every op\u00c2\u00ac\\nportunity of picking off all they could.\\nNo little consternation was created among the fe\u00c2\u00ac\\nmale portion of the fugitives by the bringing in of the\\nprisoner. Dinah, who was just beginning to prepare\\ntheir piscatorial meal, gave a fashionable scream,\\ndropped her fish, and threw up her arms.\\nMy gracious! what you bring dat darkey here\\nfur?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe wants his breakfast,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Captain Swart-\\nhausen.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAm he de one dat \u00e2\u0080\u0099bused my baby? she asked, be\u00c2\u00ac\\nginning to recover herself, and looking rather sav\u00c2\u00ac\\nagely at him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAsk Cato.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe young man, thus appealed to, took a cautious\\nsurvey of the Indian, and pronounced him innocent of\\nall ill-will toward him.\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t remember dat I ever seed him afore\u00e2\u0080\u0094suah\\ndat he neber \u00e2\u0080\u0099bused me; dat is, I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t tink he did.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDen he can hab his breakfas\u00e2\u0080\u0099 jist as soon as it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nready, and not afore.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0279.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "272\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nRed Plume motioned to his prisoner to be seated\\nupon the ground, but he refused, and stood with folded\\narms, sullen and defiant, apparently unconscious of the\\npresence of any one else near him.\\nThe captor did not urge his point, but seated himself\\nclose by, so as to be ready to interpose, should he make\\nany movement toward escaping from his custody.\\nWhile matters were thus, Lillian Prescott delivered\\nto Captain Swarthausen the note from his nephew.\\nAs may be supposed, the officer read it with eager\\ninterest, and speedily made known its contents.\\nBack at Fort Grandon safe,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, and ordered\\naway; so there is no telling when we shall see him\\nagain.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIs it out of his power to send assistance to us?\\nasked Fielding.\\nYes; he has done his utmost to induce the com\u00c2\u00ac\\nmandant to do so, but he says runners are constantly\\ncoming in with similar requests, and he has peremp\u00c2\u00ac\\ntorily refused to weaken his force by allowing a single\\nman to leave upon any such errand, so we are shut off\\nfrom all hope in that direction.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe will allow us to make a friendly call upon him\\nwhile on our way back home asked Pipkins.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes; he will give shelter and protection to all who\\ncome to him, but he won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help any one to get there.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI suppose he is driven to act sternly in the matter,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nsaid Fielding, always charitable toward his fellow-\\nmen.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0280.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n27 3\\nYes; I appreciate his position,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Captain\\nSwarthausen; \u00e2\u0080\u009ca commander can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be just without\\nbeing inflexible in his line of conduct.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you know what I would do, if I was comman\u00c2\u00ac\\nder of this department?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Pipkins, with an air\\nwhich showed that he had developed some brilliant\\nidea.\\nI suppose you would resign and go to Chicago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098\u00e2\u0080\u0098Not a bit of it; I would put Fort Grandon on\\nwheels, so that it could be moved all around the coun\u00c2\u00ac\\ntry. Thus you see it could be sent to any point de\u00c2\u00ac\\nsired, and the whole country would be protected.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou would institute an order of land iron-clads.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRather of perambulating forts.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNo comment was made upon this admirable idea by\\nthe listeners, so Pipkins added another observation.\\nThe longer I live, the more convinced do I become\\nthat I was born a military genius. Nothing is lacking\\nbut the opportunity.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAll this time Dinah was busily engaged in the cul\u00c2\u00ac\\ninary line, and she soon had enough fish ready for an\\nordinary Indian, and announced the same to Jud Jud\u00c2\u00ac\\nkins.\\nThe hunter took the choicest portions offered, and\\nspreading it upon some large green leaves, carried it\\nto the Indian and offered it to him. The prisoner\\nlooked at him a moment as if he did not comprehend\\nhis meaning; but, when it was repeated, he closed his\\nlips and shook his head. Jud spoke in Sioux, urging", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0281.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "274\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nhim to accept it; but he steadily refused, clinching his\\ndeclination with the characteristic remark, that he\\nwould feel no hunger while in the camp of his enemies.\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all lost,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, as he turned his back\\nupon the Sioux, and walked to where the others stood.\\nNo, it isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t lost,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Cato; gib me dat.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe fish being passed to him, the negro proved em\u00c2\u00ac\\nphatically the truth of what he had said.\\nThou hast shown him thy good will,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning; he cannot fail to see thy friendly disposition\\ntoward him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI propose that we cram it down his throat,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said\\nPipkins; that is, some other fish, for that delicate\\ninfant is already on the bones; then the Indian will be\\nsure to remember how kindly we feel toward him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIs there nothing else that we can do for him\\nasked the Friend.\\nNothing; except to let him go.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLet that be done, then.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRed Plume being consulted, expressed his willing\u00c2\u00ac\\nness, and the suggestion was carried out by Jud, who,\\nplacing himself beside the savage, faced toward the\\nriver, and signified to him to follow.\\nThe Sioux required no urging, and a moment later\\nthe two stood beside the flowing river.\\nGo to your people,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, in the Sioux tongue;\\nwe give you back your life.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe prisoner went without delay. The scout\\nwatched him until he had swam the intervening dis-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0282.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n275\\ntance and came out upon the main land. Then he re\u00c2\u00ac\\nturned to his friends, and translated the remark of Red\\nPlume.\\nThat varmint will be the first one to tomahawk\\nany of us that gives him the chance.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0283.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXVI\\nTHE RETURN SHOT\\nFrom one side of the island a narrow point of land\\nput out, and in the eddy immediately below this was\\nany quantity of fish, which were easily hauled from the\\nwater by the skilled hand of Jud Judkins, who was sub\u00c2\u00ac\\njected only to the annoyance of keeping himself out of\\nrange of the Sioux sharpshooters on shore.\\nWhile the morning meal was preparing, a sort of\\ncouncil of war was held, at which all were present ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ncepting Muggins, who persisted in remaining at his\\nstation until some one was ready to relieve him.\\nAs a matter of course, Red Plume and old Jud were\\nthe oracles. While both of them saw the sad error\\ncommitted in remaining upon the island until the great\\ndanger was upon them, neither could point out the way\\nof escape. The hunter took occasion to impress upon\\nall the peril to which they were exposed of being fired\\nat from the shore, and cautioned them against ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproaching the river.\\nThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll never be a minute all day,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, when\\nsome of the varmints won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t have their eyes on it, and\\nthe first chance they get they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll crack away.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd will they hit us inquired Pipkins.\\nThe distance is so short that they can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n276", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0284.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n277\\nThe only time that afforded anything like an op\u00c2\u00ac\\nportunity for stratagem was at night under the pro\u00c2\u00ac\\ntecting shelter of darkness; but, as there was quite a\\nbright moon, such a night as the one just past would\\nbe of no more benefit than noonday.\\nIt must cloud up,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Jud, the moon has got to\\nbe hid; there must be a regular storm that\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll make it\\nas black as a wolf\u00e2\u0080\u0099s mouth. Then, there\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be some\\nchance of sliding off in the dark.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRed Plume having manifested some dissatisfaction\\nat the departure of the Otter, without waiting to see\\nhim, it occurred to Captain Swarthausen that perhaps\\nthere was a good cause for it.\\nIt may be that he has some friends to whom he de\u00c2\u00ac\\nsires to send a message,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked the officer turning\\ntoward Jud.\\nThe latter shook his head.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; it ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that. There\u00e2\u0080\u0099s only a runner here and\\nthere that he consorts with, and no notice would be\\ntook of any message that he could send the Fort, no\\nmore than if it was from me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe result of the deliberations was the conviction\\nthat it only remained for the fugitives to preserve a\\nmasterly inactivity until nightfall again, unless the\\nSioux should make some demonstration against them,\\ncompelling them to defend themselves.\\nThis decided upon, all sat down to their morning\\nmeal, excepting Red Plume, who relieved Muggins\\nwhile he joined them. But before doing so, all knelt", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0285.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "278\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nupon the green sod, and in the cool shade of the wood,\\noffered up fervent prayers and supplications to the\\nGreat Being who had brought them so far through the\\nwilderness, and who alone could safely conduct them\\nthrough the danger by which they were environed.\\nAll hearts were solemn, for it was no time for levity.\\nThe shadow of death was across their path, and the\\nhand of man was powerless to lead them through.\\nEven the shallow-brained Pipkins for the time was\\nserious, and none joined more earnestly in the supplica\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions than did he.\\nWhen they rose to their feet, the eyes of more than\\none were moistened with tears, and for the time the\\nsilence was unbroken. Poor Muggins! erst so genial,\\nso childishly good-natured and frolicsome, so infantile\\nalmost in his reliance upon his wife and others, looked\\nso woe-begone and sorrow-stricken, that there was\\nnone who did not pity him. Pipkins regretted keenly\\nthe unfeeling words which he had uttered, although\\nshe had irritated him, and he would have given a great\\ndeal could he have recalled them.\\nBut, as this was impossible, he made it up as well as\\nhe could in kindness toward Muggins himself. He\\npresented him with his pocket-knife, lent him his\\nmeerschaum, and showed, in a dozen different ways,\\nthat underneath his trifling manner there was a sympa\u00c2\u00ac\\nthetic feeling for a suffering brother, which could not\\nforbear manifesting itself.\\nWhen the meal was finished, those who had acted as", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0286.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n279\\nsentinels during the preceding night, disposed of them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves so as to gain a few hours\u00e2\u0080\u0099 sleep, the guardian\u00c2\u00ac\\nship of the island being left entirely in the hands of\\nRed Plume, who certainly was well qualified to assume\\nsuch a responsibility.\\nThey won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t steal many canoes while he s watch\u00c2\u00ac\\ning,\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Jud, as he sat with his back against a\\ntree in his favorite sleeping attitude.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNo; nor dey won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t while I\u00e2\u0080\u0099se on guard,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added\\nCato, \u00e2\u0080\u0099cause when I undertooks to keep watch, I does\\nit.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been to sleep all night, so you can help\\nhim.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNot jist yit,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the African; I hasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t quite\\nfinished my nap. Wait till I wokes up agin, and den\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll do anything you wants me to do, dat is, if I wants\\nto do it myself.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe day gave signs of being one of the hottest of\\nthe season. Even at this early hour its warmth was\\nfelt among the trees, although a slight breeze prevented\\nit becoming oppressive so long as that lasted.\\nLillian and Edith, with their mother, strolled back\\nand forth for a short distance through the wood, tak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning good care to remember the warning of Jud about\\nexposing themselves to the fire of the vigilant Sioux.\\nTheir curiosity, however, led them to a point where\\nthey could part the bushes and gaze across the inter\u00c2\u00ac\\nvening water; but, although they looked long and ear\u00c2\u00ac\\nnestly, they detected no sign of their enemies. All was", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0287.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "2 So\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nas still and motionless as it must have been a thousand\\nyears before.\\nThe wonderful propensity of the African race to\\nslumber is well known, so that Dinah, although she had\\nslept the whole night through, glided off into uncon\u00c2\u00ac\\nsciousness again, with Cato, her baby boy, within reach\\nof her brawny arm, whenever she chose to wake. Thus,\\nfor the time, nearly all the fugitives were asleep, ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ncepting the females mentioned.\\nAs these wandered cautiously to and fro, they en\u00c2\u00ac\\ncountered Red Plume, who came upon them with such\\na noiseless suddenness that a slight scream escaped Lil\u00c2\u00ac\\nlian. The Indian stopped, and his grim features re\u00c2\u00ac\\nlaxed into a smile as he looked at the timid ones, whose\\nfright was natural enough.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Fraid? \u00e2\u0080\u009dhe asked, in his broken, jerky manner.\\nI was alarmed until I recognized you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied\\nLillian, but we are safer in your society than in that\\nof any one else.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe dark eyes of the Indian lit up with pleasure at\\nthis compliment, which he knew was sincere.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cKeep way from water,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added; \u00e2\u0080\u009cInjin ober\\ndere.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe looked a moment ago,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith, but could\\nnot see any.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDey dere,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added, more earnestly than before;\\nand then, as he was about to move away, he beckoned\\nto them to follow.\\nThey did so unhesitatingly, until they caught the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0288.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n281\\nglimmer of the water through the trees; then their\\nleader paused, and carefully drawing some under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth aside, asked them to look.\\nAll three did so, peering over the shoulders of the\\nIndian. Following closely the direction indicated, they\\nfirst descried a canoe drawn up under the bank, so that\\nonly one end was barely visible, and a little to one side\\nof it they distinguished nearly a half dozen Sioux,\\nsometimes halting and sometimes moving back and\\nforth with a stealthy tread, as if fearful that the noise\\nof their footsteps might reach hostile ears. It was like\\nlooking down into deep, clear water for fish, whose\\nbacks can scarcely be distinguished, except when they\\nglide from place to place. It was only when Red\\nPlume secured their gaze upon the very spot, that the\\naborigines could be distinguished through the inter\u00c2\u00ac\\nstices of limbs and vegetation as they moved along.\\nThe females gazed for a long time, as if fascinated\\nby this evidence of the danger menacing them, and\\nthen only withdrew when their friend gave them an\\nunmistakable hint to do so.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd they are the same who burned our house\\ninquired Mrs. Prescott.\\nRed Plume replied by a nod.\\nHow long will they wait there?\\nTill git us, or we git way,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the definite\\nanswer. \u00e2\u0080\u009cNo whiskey now\u00e2\u0080\u0094no drunk come\u00e2\u0080\u0094dey\\nwait.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cHow are we to escape?\u00e2\u0080\u009d asked Mrs. Prescott,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0289.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "282\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nlooking earnestly into the swarthy face before her, as\\nif she were about to read her own doom.\\nGreat Spijk tell,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the redskin, reverentially\\npointing upward. He tell Red Plume, and Red\\nPlume take all off from Sioux.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n(There was an earnest simplicity in the answer of the\\nsavage which touched the hearts of his listeners. He\\nhad the reputation of being a Christian Indian, al\u00c2\u00ac\\nthough his peculiar reserve and reticence prevented,\\nin a degree, the reading of the thoughts that frequently\\npassed through his brain. Jud had spoken of his way\\nof praying when they were alone, and his frequent\\ncommunings with the Great Spirit who ruled them all;\\nbut enough of his old nature remained to give him the\\nwildest pleasure when he tore the scalp from the head\\nof his victim, and held the reeking trophy aloft, and he\\nuttered his shouts of defiance.\\nBut there was one thing of which all were certain,\\nRed Plume was as intensely hated by the wild Sioux\\nof the North-West as he was esteemed by the white\\nrace, whom for so many years he had served with such\\nself-sacrificing devotion.\\nMore than once he had acted as guide to parties\\ngoing overland to California, and when the settlements\\nof the territories began in earnest, he proved of in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncalculable value to the forts, stations and settlers them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves.\\nPossessed of extraordinary fleetness of foot, with a\\nnatural keenness of intellect, trained by many a year", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0290.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n283\\nupon the trail and war-path, he was a man who never,\\nto any serious degree, had been outwitted by his ene\u00c2\u00ac\\nmies, nor had he ever fallen into their power, when\\nthey would have been glad to sacrifice a half-dozen of\\ntheir best warriors for the sake of securing him.\\nHe carefully scanned the shores, but discovered\\nnothing new, and turning his back upon the ladies,\\nwalked rather abruptly away.\\nLeft to themselves, they wandered off toward the\\nlowermost point of the island, where they carefully\\nrefrained from exposing themselves, but ventured upon\\nthe dangerous experiment of peering forth in quest of\\ntheir foes. They looked long and searchingly, but it\\nseemed as if even those whom their guide pointed out\\nhad all withdrawn further into the wood, for not one\\ncould descry them.\\nCan you see the canoe inquired Mrs. Prescott.\\nI can t make that out even.\\nNor could the others, proving that the Indians had\\nreally left, or that the ladies needed the keen vision of\\nRed Plume to direct their own.\\nI am sure I can find it, said Lillian, taking a step\\nor two in advance, for I do not believe they are gone\\nyet.\\nBe careful, warned Edith, placing her hand upon\\nher shoulder; you run great risk of being killed.\\nI do not fear\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nLillian uttered a shriek, and fell back in the arms of\\nher mother and elder sister, and with the bound of a", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0291.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "284\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nfrightened panther, Red Plume, who had heard the\\nspiteful crack of the rifle, was at their side.\\nWhere hit he asked, dropping on one knee and\\ngazing intently upon the pale face of the girl.\\nNowhere,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied, compressing her lips, and\\nbravely rising to the sitting position; it was the wind\\nof the ball before my eyes.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDe wind kill like ball,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the truthful remark of\\nthe Sioux.\\nNot always,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Lillian, who, for the sake of.\\nthe others, forced back the singular faintness that was\\ncoming over her. I felt it, and thought the bullet had\\ngone through my head for the instant, but I now begin\\nto think it did not,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRed Plume sprang to his feet, and examined the\\nlimbs and branches about them. It required but a mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment for the keen eyes to detect the spot where the\\nwell-aimed bullet had clipped off the bark and half-\\nsevered the limb of a tree in their front, which thereby\\ndiverted the deadly messenger just sufficiently to cause\\nit to miss the brain of Lillian by scarcely a hair\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nbreadth.\\nIt was one of those narrow escapes\u00e2\u0080\u0094so narrow, in\u00c2\u00ac\\ndeed, that the remembrance of it almost takes one\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nbreath away for a long time afterward.\\nWho tink do dat asked Red Plume, while a\\ncurious smiling expression overspread his countenance.\\nNot knowing what he meant, Edith replied by sev\u00c2\u00ac\\neral questions, until she learned that Red Plume was", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0292.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 285\\nseeking to learn the identity of the would-be murderer\\nof Lillian.\\nOf course none had the slightest conception.\\nDe Sioux dat I bring shore\u00e2\u0080\u0094den let go.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEven this positive assertion of their friend could\\nscarcely be believed, for they were at a loss to under\u00c2\u00ac\\nstand how Red Plume could assure himself of it.\\nSee here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, rightly understanding the in\u00c2\u00ac\\ncredulous looks upon their faces, me show him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIn the same cautious manner as before he parted the\\nbushes, and they looked forth and thereby plainly saw\\nthe head and shoulders of an Indian looking out from\\nbehind a tree, as though he were carefully endeavoring\\nto learn the result of his shot.\\nDat him asked Red Plume, with childish eager\u00c2\u00ac\\nness.\\nThere isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t enough difference between your peo\u00c2\u00ac\\nple\u00e2\u0080\u0099s looks for me to distinguish them apart at that\\ngreat distance,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Edith.\\nThe other two expressed the same opinion, and Red\\nPlume was thus deprived of a triumphant confirmation\\nof his remark at the time of the liberation of the pris\u00c2\u00ac\\noner.\\nStill we know you are right,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Mrs. Prescott,\\nsmiling upon the redskin, who apparently was not a\\nlittle disappointed.\\nYes; Red Plume never makes a mistake,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added\\nLillian, placing her white, delicate hand upon the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0293.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "286\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nswarthy, muscular shoulder of the Sioux with all the\\nconfiding faith of a child.\\nHe turned and looked the thanks, which he could not\\nexpress in her tongue. Then he gently moved her to\\none side, and took up his rifle and raised the hammer.\\nNo one suspected what he meant, until, with a quiet\\nswiftness, he brought it to a level, and pointed the\\nmuzzle through the bushes. Only an instant was it\\nheld thus, and then the stillness was broken by its clear\\nreport, and mingled with the sound was the horrid cry\\nof the stricken man at whom it was aimed.\\nNeber do dat more,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Red Plume, as he coolly\\nreloaded his piece; \u00e2\u0080\u009che bad Injun\u00e2\u0080\u0094he gone.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAll were hushed by this sudden shot and its result,\\nand while they admired the courage of their dusky\\nfriend, there was a certain awe inspired by this evi\u00c2\u00ac\\ndence of his anger that prevented their commenting\\nupon what they had seen him do.\\nNow go back,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, Red Plume keep watch.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHis advice was heeded, and the three walked\\nthoughtfully to where the camp-fire had died entirely\\nout. Here they found all wrapped in slumber, except\\nJud, who opened his eyes as they came up.\\nWhen I dream I hear a gun go off,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said he, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\npurty sartin that thar\u00e2\u0080\u0099s been one fired.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSo there has,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Edith. Red Plume did\\nit.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd what fur?\u00e2\u0080\u0094but here comes the chap himself,\\nand he can tell me all about it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0294.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "Neber do dat more,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Red Plume. He bad Injun\u00e2\u0080\u0094he\\ngone.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\u00e2\u0080\u0094P. 286.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0295.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "I", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0296.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME 287\\nAnd so he did in the course of a few moments. Then\\nthe two hunters conversed quite earnestly in the Indian\\ntongue, and Jud announced to the listening but mysti\u00c2\u00ac\\nfied ladies:\\nHe\u00e2\u0080\u0099s goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to leave the island.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNow asked Lillian.\\nYes, now, in broad day.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut he will be shot!\\nP\u00e2\u0080\u0099raps so; but he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s got some kink in his head, and\\nthinks he sees a way to play another trick on the var\u00c2\u00ac\\nmints. There ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t no use of talking, for he\u00e2\u0080\u0099s bound\\nto go\u00e2\u0080\u0094this very minute, too.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0297.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXVII\\nthe Quaker s wooing\\nIt was no ordinary feat to escape from an island\\nduring broad daylight, when it was under the close\\nsurveillance of the Sioux, on both shores, and yet Red\\nPlume accomplished it by his great skill in swimming.\\nChoosing a particular portion of the shore where the\\noverhanging undergrowth was the heaviest, he quietly\\nlet himself down into the water, took a long dive, and\\nwhen he came to the surface every portion of his per\u00c2\u00ac\\nson remained under except his nose, whose size was not\\nsufficient to attract any notice except when very near;\\nand in this position he supported himself on his back,\\nand simply floated with the tide.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOld Jud, who was intently watching the manoeuvres\\nof his dusky friend, followed with his eye the drifting\\nsignal, as the bee-hunter traces the bullet-like insect,\\nwhen it shoots through the air, until, at last, it was lost\\nto view, although the body was still within rifle-shot of\\nthe island, and of the Indians upon the shore.\\nEf I can t see him from here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he reflected, there\\nain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t much danger of the varmints setting eyes upon\\nhim.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n288", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0298.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n289\\nBut this comforting reflection was cut short by see\u00c2\u00ac\\ning a small canoe put out from the bank some distance\\ndown the shore, and begin paddling toward the centre.\\nIt can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be they\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve seen him,\u00e2\u0080\u009d muttered Jud, as a\\nchill of apprehension ran through him, \u00e2\u0080\u009conless they\\nspied him go into the water.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA long stretch separated the canoe from the island,\\nbut in the hope of deterring the Indians, the hunter\\nbrought his piece to his shoulder, and fired at them. It\\nlooked as if the occupants had no thought that they\\nwere the recipients of this compliment, for they pad-\\ndied ahead in the same deliberate manner as at first.\\nThe well-known fact of the greater rapidity and dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntinctness of sound in passing through a solid or liquid\\n(like water as compared with air) served Red Plume\\na good turn in this instance. The wash of the canoe,\\nas it left the shore, and the dip of its paddles, as it\\npassed out into the stream, were all heard by him, and\\nthe cause thereof was no matter of doubt for a mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment.\\nIt looked as if the fearless scout had placed himself\\nin a position of frightful danger; for great as was his\\nskill in the water, he had no hope in a trial of speed\\nwith a canoe propelled by his own countrymen.\\nStill, Red Plume preserved his imperturbable cool\u00c2\u00ac\\nness, and it may be said that he was not given an addi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntional pulse-beat, as he floated aimlessly downward.\\nAlthough matters pointed the other way, he believed\\nthe savages had no knowledge of the ruse he had at-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0299.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "290\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntempted. Some other object had caused them to start\\nacross the river.\\nBut, if such were the case, the aborigines had so\\ntimed their journey as to make it look very likely that\\nthey would intercept their bitter foe ere he could drift\\nbeyond their reach. It was one of those accidental\\ncoincidences which are often fraught with serious con\u00c2\u00ac\\nsequences.\\nIn his peculiar position, Red Plume was unable to\\nlocate the canoe, but above the faint humming which\\nthe submerged swimmer feels in his ears, he could de\u00c2\u00ac\\ntect the steady dip and wash of the paddle, and he had\\nnot a moment of doubt of the general course of the\\nboat.\\nGreat as was the risk, the Indian determined to find\\n014 to a certainty the precise location of his foes. He\\nwas sure of the side upon which he ought to look, and\\nhe suddenly threw his head forward, imitating the\\nmovement of a fish, as it is sometimes seen to leap\\nclear of the surface.\\nThe simple artifice was successful. The plash he\\nthus made was observed by the Sioux, but their eyes\\nwere turned in another direction, and they very natu\u00c2\u00ac\\nrally attributed it to the cause that Red Plume intended\\nshould be taken.\\nAs he performed the stratagem he caught sight of\\nthe boat, and saw that, from the direction and the\\nspeed with which it was going, it was certain to inter-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0300.jp2"}, "301": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n291\\ncept him very near the centre of the stream, unless\\nsomething was done to stave off the collision.\\nRed Plume had the choice of hastening his down\u00c2\u00ac\\nward progress, checking it altogether, or of accom\u00c2\u00ac\\nplishing the same purpose by shying off from the cen\u00c2\u00ac\\ntre of the river.\\nHe concluded, after scarcely a moment\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hesitation,\\nto turn toward the bank which was opposite the one\\nleft by the canoe, and driving himself down stream at\\nthe same time with all the strength he could summon.\\nHe could gather comparatively little speed from his\\nsubmerged position, and from the danger there was of\\nattracting the attention of the lynx-eyed savages in the\\nboat, but he did his utmost; and when the canoe had\\nreached a point that was precisely the same distance\\nfrom the shore as himself something like twenty yards\\nseparated them.\\nIt was a critical moment for the Indian, for had the\\neyes of the Sioux been turned toward him they would\\nhave been pretty certain to see the upturned face, as\\nwe see the bronzed countenance of a man gazing\\nthrough the window-pane; but, very naturally and\\nvery fortunately, the redskins were scrutinizing the\\nisland, and had no suspicion of the proximity of the\\nabhorred scout who had so often wrought them dire ill.\\nAt this time Jud Judkins was watching the canoe as\\na general scrutinizes the movement of his enemy. Great\\nas was his confidence in the sagacity of his dusky com\u00c2\u00ac\\npanion, it was not until the boat had passed consider-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0301.jp2"}, "302": {"fulltext": "292\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nably beyond the centre of the stream, that hope revived\\nin his breast. When, at last, it glided under the bank,\\nand the occupants landed, he drew a sigh of relief.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cGood!\u00e2\u0080\u009d he exclaimed, with sparkling eyes; no\u00c2\u00ac\\nbody but Red Plume could have done that!\\nThe afternoon was now well advanced, and all the\\nfugitives were astir. Old Jud returned to the camp,\\nand cautioned each against exposing himself or herself\\nto observation from the mainland, enforcing his warn\u00c2\u00ac\\ning by narrating the narrow escape of Lillian Prescott.\\nHe promised to patrol the island himself, so that no\\nnecessity could exist for any tempting the death that\\ncontinually impended.\\nThis enforced quiescence was naturally irksome to\\nour friends, who saw only an increase of danger in\\nevery moment that they spent upon this narrow strip of\\nland. A general feeling manifested itself that, if\\nanother morning found them there, they would never\\nleave it.\\nThe precise object of Red Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s departure could\\nnot even be conjectured. Even Old Jud, when ap\u00c2\u00ac\\npealed to, declared that he had scarcely a suspicion of\\nwhat it could be. That it was very important was\\nmanifest from the great risk he voluntarily assumed.\\nYou\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll hear from him in good time,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the only\\nreply he could give to their numerous appeals for in\u00c2\u00ac\\nformation.\\nLeft entirely to themselves, the different members\\nof the party killed time as best they could, and each", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0302.jp2"}, "303": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n293\\nin a characteristic way, and not forgetful of the re\u00c2\u00ac\\niterated warning of him who might now be regarded as\\ntheir commander-in-chief.\\nThe latter walked slowly back and forth the entire\\nlength of the island, down one side and up the other,\\ninsinuating himself among and through the bushes\\nwith the dextrous noiselessness of a weasel.\\nCaptain Swarthausen, observing the dejection of\\nspirits in Muggins, lounged upon the ground beside\\nhim, and did his utmost to interest him in the \u00e2\u0080\u009csitua\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 He succeeded far better than he anticipated,\\nfor to this officer was given remarkable conversational\\npowers, and he was quite pleased to see his friend cheer\\nup, and answer and propose questions in quite an ani\u00c2\u00ac\\nmated manner.\\nMr. Prescott and his wife sauntered a short distance\\naway, arm-in-arm, talking together in low tones, thank\u00c2\u00ac\\nful for the guidance that had led them thus far, and\\nonly praying that the protecting hand would not be\\ndrawn from them in this their hour of extremity.\\nLillian wandered off, seeking some secluded spot,\\nwhere she could find opportunity to re-read and study\\nthe letter that the Otter had brought to her during the\\ndarkness of the night; but when alone, she was\\nalarmed to discover that the precious missive was gone.\\nShe had lost it somewhere upon the island.\\nAugustus Pipkins filled and lit his meerschaum, and\\nthen lounged toward a different point from the others,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0303.jp2"}, "304": {"fulltext": "2 94\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nseeking some place where he might loll in the cool of\\nthe wood and enjoy his nicotine.\\nNow, if I only had a novel, it wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be so bad,\\nafter all, to stretch out and read yourself asleep; or if\\nI had a copy of some good newspaper or magazine, I\\nwouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t object to staying here for several days; but\\nI will seek some secluded retreat, and there I will en\u00c2\u00ac\\ngage in philosophical meditation,\u00e2\u0080\u009d and the young\\ngentleman passed his hand over his forehead as\\nthoughtfully as ever did the veriest bookworm.\\nDinah, the cook, opened her eyes for a few minutes,\\nand then shut them in sleep again.\\nCato remained seated upon the ground, wide awake\\nand whistling some melody, and contented until he be\u00c2\u00ac\\ncame hungry again.\\nHow it came about cannot be said with any cer\u00c2\u00ac\\ntainty; but, although Edith Prescott and Fielding took\\nalmost opposite routes, yet they had been absent scarce\\nten minutes when they suddenly came face to face in\\nthe wood, and both paused with a look of surprise.\\nEdith blushed, smiled, and saluted him, and the\\nyoung Friend showed scarcely less confusion, but\\nneither turned and fled. Old Jud making his appear\u00c2\u00ac\\nance at this juncture, afforded both considerable relief\\nin the way of giving them an opportunity of exchang\u00c2\u00ac\\ning a few words with him. But he tarried only a mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment and moving rapidly away, they were left to them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves again.\\nAccepting an invitation to do so, Edith seated her-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0304.jp2"}, "305": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n295\\nself upon a small knoll near at hand, while the young\\nFriend very respectfully did the same, only taking pains\\nthat a goodly distance separated them.\\nHow wonderfully we have been brought through\\ndanger thus far!\u00e2\u0080\u009d remarked Fielding, after several\\nmoments of embarrassing silence. Truly the hand\\nof God has sustained us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt is what I have been thinking of ever since I\\nawoke,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied, speaking the literal truth. So\\ngreat, indeed, has been the mercy of God, that I cannot\\nbelieve He will forsake us in this hour, when we can\\nsee no way of escape.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe surely will not, but He will not deliver us un\u00c2\u00ac\\nless we help ourselves. But for the watchfulness of\\nRed Plume and old Jud, what would have become of\\nus?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou need not except yourself,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith, look\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in his face; \u00e2\u0080\u009cfor father says all would have been\\nlost long ago but for you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe judges me unjustly. My belief is against all\\nmanner of warfare, and I have not fired my gun with\\nintent to kill since this calamity has come upon us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt is not the firing of guns that has saved us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut it has done an important part; without it, we\\nall would have been lost long before this.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd without the watchfulness and skill that you\\nshowed at the house, father says the place would have\\nbeen burned long ago. But I do not wish to force any\\npraise upon you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith, with a smile. I know", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0305.jp2"}, "306": {"fulltext": "296\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nnothing myself of what you did. I only repeat what\\nfather said, and you cannot ask me to disbelieve him\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNo, I would not make such a request of thee.\\nEqually hopeless would have been our situation with\u00c2\u00ac\\nout the presence of thy father and mother. If any\\npraise be due me, it must be shared with them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd thus modestly did Fielding parry the compli\u00c2\u00ac\\nments that Edith in her partiality could not refrain\\nfrom directing toward him. But he showed such a\\nreal antipathy to anything of the character that she re\u00c2\u00ac\\nfrained from carrying it any further.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIt would be idle to deny that great danger men\u00c2\u00ac\\naced us,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added, after another awkward pause,\\nwhen the heathen encompassed us all about; and more\\nthan once I was sure they would overcome us all, but\\nduring all that time I can say that I never failed to\\nthink of thee.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere was no mistaking these words, nor the earnest\\ngaze which accompanied them. Edith hung her head,\\nbut managed to find voice to reply:\\nI am glad to find that I was not forgotten by my\\nfriends. Not knowing how we were situated, all of\\nyou must have felt anxious about us. I am sure there\\nwas scarcely a moment that we were not praying for\\nour friends on the other side the lake.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYes; the heart of thy mother was wrung with grief\\nuntil she learned from Red Plume that thou wert safe;\\nbut not even then could we free ourselves of all anxiety,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0306.jp2"}, "307": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n297\\nfor there never was a time when thou wert not in great\\nperil.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEdith suddenly turned her head, as if alarmed at\\nsomething.\\nWhat is it? inquired Fielding, rising to his feet\\nand approaching closer to her.\\nI heard a rustling in the bushes, as though some\\none or something was approaching. It sounded di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrectly behind me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere is nothing there,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Friend, after\\nlooking at the undergrowth for a moment. Thou\\nwert probably deceived.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPerhaps so.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nVery likely as a means of protection, Fielding seated\\nhimself considerably nearer her than at first, and very\\nnaturally, too, their tones became quite low and tender.\\nIt sounded like the rustling of a bird,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she said,\\nreferring to the noise which had disturbed her.\\nVery likely it was,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the Friend. What\\nmore natural than that it should become startled at our\\npresence, and fly away But I will keep close to thee,\\nlest it may be the warning of danger.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nEdith made no objection to the proximity of her\\nchivalrous friend, although she could have given no\\nlogical reason why there was more safety within an\\narm\u00e2\u0080\u0099s length of him than within a half dozen feet.\\nBut had her heart confessed the truth, it would have\\ntold of the pleasure and delight of knowing that Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning was so near her. His handsome face spoke only", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0307.jp2"}, "308": {"fulltext": "298\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nof the nobility of the soul within. His deportment\\nwas consistent with his profession, and yet Colonel\\nHavens could not surpass him in true courage, nor\\ncould any arm be relied upon with greater confidence\\nthan his, when there was need of good, strong blows\\nbeing struck.\\nNow and then, Fielding looked over his shoulder,\\nto make sure that no terrible enemy was stealing upon\\nthem unawares; but as he became interested in the\\nwords of her at his side, he gradually forgot this pre\u00c2\u00ac\\ncaution, and found time only to gaze into her peerless\\nface, and to reply to the words that fell from her lips.\\nIt was hardly to be expected that the Friend would\\nbecome sentimental in his utterances, and yet what are\\nwe to think of such expressions as the following:\\nI feared that the hours would pass wearily to me,\\nwhile compelled to stay upon this island; but verily,\\nthey are gliding fast.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat is curious, indeed.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNot so, when I reflect upon the cause thereof.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd what can be the reason asked Edith, liter\u00c2\u00ac\\nally driven into asking the question.\\nIt can be none other than that I have peace and\\nquietness\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAh! I understand.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd am in thy presence, listening to thy words,\\nand exchanging thoughts with thee.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt cannot be\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFielding seized the arm of Edith Prescott, springing", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0308.jp2"}, "309": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n299\\nto his feet at the same time, and threw her forward\\nwith great violence, but still retaining his gripe upon\\nher arm, prevented her from falling. Startled and be\u00c2\u00ac\\nwildered, she turned her head to see what it meant,\\nwhen she observed him stamping his right heel upon\\nthe ground with a furious vigor, and with a glowing\\nface that showed that his fury was fairly roused.\\nThen as she looked, she saw something writhing\\nunder his heel, and only a second glance was needed\\nto reveal an enormous rattlesnake already crushed out\\nof all semblance of a reptile.\\nThe crotalus species, as is well known, is easily\\nkilled, and after the first stamp or two, its contortions\\nmay be said to have been involuntary. When Field\u00c2\u00ac\\ning ceased, not a spark of life remained.\\nThen he picked up the reptile upon a large stick,\\nand carrying it to the edge of the river, threw it in, and\\nwhen he returned to Edith he was as calm and self-\\npossessed as ever.\\nLet us leave this spot,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he said, leading the way\\nto a still more retired nook, where not more than a\\ndozen yards separated them from Augustus Pipkins,\\nalthough neither party was aware of it. But there\\nwas little probability of either disturbing the other, as\\npeculiar circumstances surrounded both.\\nWe must be careful,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Fielding, for it is a\\ngeneral belief that if you find one of these serpents,\\nyou are certain to find another at no great distance.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0309.jp2"}, "310": {"fulltext": "3 \u00c2\u00b0o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHow came you to see him inquired Edith, who\\nhad hardly recovered from her agitation.\\nDidn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t thou hear the whirr of his rattle\\nI heard nothing at all.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat rustling which first caught thy ear was made\\nby the reptile, as he lay coiled under the bush close by\\nus. Neither of us saw him, for we had no suspicion that\\nso dangerous a creature was so near, and it was too\\nsmall to conceal anything larger. While thou wert\\nspeaking, I heard the rattle, and when I looked up its\\nhead was drawn back to strike thee, but thou escaped\\njust in time. The rattlesnake is a sluggish creature,\\nand it was an easy matter for me to kill him before he\\ncould recover himself.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd, under Heaven, you saved my life, and I\\nthank you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Edith, laying her hand within that of\\nhis, while her dark eyes filled with tears, and spoke\\nfar more eloquently than did her mouth, when she\\nuttered these words.\\nWhen she attempted to withdraw her hand, it was\\nheld fast, and the two looked into each other\u00e2\u0080\u0099s counte\u00c2\u00ac\\nnance for a moment without speaking. They saw eye\\nto eye.\\nThere is feeling too deep for words, and it was such\\nthat swayed the hearts of these lovers, as they gazed\\nthrough the \u00e2\u0080\u009cwindows of the soul,\u00e2\u0080\u009d and saw an affec\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, profound, pure and fervent, such as neither had\\nscarcely suspected until now, but the revelation of", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0310.jp2"}, "311": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 QI\\nwhich gave to both a pleasure such as had scarcely\\never entered their dreams.\\nThey understood each other. The strong, manly\\nheart of Fielding, the Quaker, overflowed with love for\\nthe queenly Edith Prescott, and hers was filled with the\\nsame emotion\u00e2\u0080\u0094as deep, as pure and as profound.\\nBut while she gazed, her eyes dimmed from the\\ngathering moisture, and her sight grew indistinct.\\nThen she felt something drawing her gently toward\\nhim who was at her side, and when her head rested, it\\nwas upon the shoulder of him who felt that he gladly\\nwould have held it there forever.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0311.jp2"}, "312": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXVIII\\nAN UNSUCCESSFUL WOOING\\nAugustus Pipkins looked upon himself as thor\u00c2\u00ac\\noughly refreshed. He had undergone a night of terri\u00c2\u00ac\\nble watching and labor\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is all that had been spent\\nin watching and labor; but the few hours obtained in\\nthe way of rest, he was convinced were all that he re\u00c2\u00ac\\nquired.\\nBecause if they were not,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he reasoned with him\u00c2\u00ac\\nself, as he thoughtfully drew his hand across his mass\u00c2\u00ac\\nive forehead, then I should still feel the languor of\\ninsidious coma. That I consider as plain as a theorem\\nin Euclid, and considerably plainer, if it is expected that\\nI am to comprehend it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe walked meditatively along a short distance\\nfurther, and then, as usual, gave utterance to his\\nthoughts.\\nIf I can only bring myself to believe that this is a\\nquiet pic-nic that I am on with the boys, that there is\\nan abundance of champagne along, and that I am nobly\\ndenying myself the indulgence of it, why it won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be\\nso bad but what I may extract some enjoyment from it;\\nI can look upon myself as quite a hero\u00e2\u0080\u0094hello!\\nJust then he caught sight of Fielding and Edith, as\\n302", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0312.jp2"}, "313": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n303\\nthey sat with their backs toward him. He paused a\\nmoment, and then walked on.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a pity they don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t speak a little louder, for, as it\\nis, I am unable to distinguish their words\u00e2\u0080\u0094but that\\nlooks rather spooney to me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe walked on in the same thoughtful manner, but\\nseemed in a very serene frame of mind.\\nHowever, I have no objection to Edith taking up\\nwith the Quaker if she wants him, as he is a man of\\ngood moral character, so far as I can learn. It\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a\\npity, however, that he isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t engaged in the insurance\\nbusiness, so as to have something upon which to rely\\nto support my cousin in the style she ought to have.\\nLife insurance and school-book agencies are essentially\\nthe American professions. Everybody is going into\\nthem, and everybody is making money excepting me,\\non my eight dollars\u00e2\u0080\u0094but when I get back to Chicago,\\nif I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t strike out on my own hook, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be because I\\nchange my mind.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt so happened that Pipkins directed his footsteps\\ntoward the spot which was the scene of Lillian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s nar\u00c2\u00ac\\nrow escape from the bullet of the vengeful Sioux. Ap\u00c2\u00ac\\npearing as if it were as secluded a place as he could find,\\nhe spread his handkerchief upon the grass, sat down\\nupon it and began to smoke and meditate.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd just as he did so, he observed a piece of paper\\nfolded and lying upon the ground. By way of joking\\nwith himself, he whistled and beckoned with his fore-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0313.jp2"}, "314": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 4\\nfinger for it to approach. Then he leaned forward, and\\nas he picked it up, observed that it was a letter.\\nDirected to Lillian Prescott, too/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 he repeated, in\\nsome surprise, as he turned it over in his hand. That\\nisn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t my handwriting, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m sure, because I can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t write as\\nwell as that, for all I am a clerk in an insurance office.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe held it close and far from his eyes, but he could\\nnot remember that he had ever seen anything like it\\nbefore.\\nI should like to know who has had the impudence\\nto write to her,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he muttered, somewhat indignant.\\nShe is to be my wife; that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all settled. I haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nasked her yet, but there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s no danger of her refusing. I\\nnever saw a girl yet that wouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t jump at the first\\noffer, and I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe there is a female living that\\nwould refuse me. (That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s between me and myself, of\\ncourse.\u00e2\u0080\u009d)\\nNevertheless the young gentleman was sincere in\\nwhat he had uttered, although he had done it so\\nsecretly.\\nThat being the case,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he added, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s my duty to\\noversee her correspondence as far as possible.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhereupon he very deliberately opened Colonel\\nHavens\u00e2\u0080\u0099 letter, and read it from beginning to end. He\\nwas not only surprised but furiously enraged, that any\\none should presume to address her, especially when\\nthe letter itself proved that the writer was aware of the\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009ctender ties\u00e2\u0080\u009d that existed between the two.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0314.jp2"}, "315": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 5\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cThe scoundrel!\u00e2\u0080\u009d he exclaimed, clinching his fists;\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cif I ever meet him, I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll chastize him. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll teach him\\nhow to interfere between a young couple devoted to\\neach other. It\u00e2\u0080\u0099s time he learned the danger of doing\\nso. Here he has been like the serpent that, after being\\nwarmed, turned about and bit you. Such is the in\u00c2\u00ac\\ngratitude of the world!\\nPipkins carefully replaced the letter in the envelope,\\nand then put it in his pocket and resumed smoking,\\nthe sober air of thoughtfulness upon his brow over\u00c2\u00ac\\nshadowed by the vexation he had suffered from the\\ndiscovery.\\nA light footstep struck upon his ear ,and looking up,\\nhe saw Lillian approaching, her eyes upon the ground,\\nanc her countenance showing that she was disturbed\\nby something, very manifestly the loss of the letter,\\nwhich at that moment was carefully stored away in the\\nbreast pocket of Mr. Pipkins\u00e2\u0080\u0099 coat.\\nShe did not look up until only a few feet separated\\nthem, and then she stopped short, with a slight ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclamation of alarm.\\nO, cousin! how you frightened me! she ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nclaimed, with a laugh.\\nIs there anything very terrifying in my appear\u00c2\u00ac\\nance? he inquired, in his cool, self-possessed manner.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cNothing, whatever; but anything would have\\nalarmed me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat brought you here? he asked, well satisfied\\nof her real object.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0315.jp2"}, "316": {"fulltext": "3\u00c2\u00b06\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nI was looking for a letter that I must have dropped.\\nHave you seen anything of it\\nWhom was it from inquired Pipkins, endeavor\u00c2\u00ac\\ning to put on as stern a look as possible.\\nFrom a friend,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied in the careless tones of\\nindifference, looking about her upon the grass. It is\\nnot of much importance, but I should be sorry to have it\\nfall into the hands of any one else.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said her cousin, in the tones of a judge\\nabout pronouncing sentence, \u00e2\u0080\u009csit down here a few mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nments. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve got something to say to you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe girl looked wonderingly at him, not dreaming\\nthat he was really serious. He had such a way of af\u00c2\u00ac\\nfecting a solemnity when in the most trifling of moods,\\nthat she was sure such was the case now. She unhesi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntatingly took her seat beside him, as she would have\\ndone were he her brother.\\nThey sat in silence a few moments, during which\\nshe wondered what was coming, and he slowly puffed\\nhis meerschaum, languidly rowing away the smoke\\nwith his hand, as it kept drifting continuously into the\\nface of the girl beside him. Finally he removed the\\namber from his mouth.\\nLillian, dear, will you answer me a few ques\u00c2\u00ac\\ntions he asked, in a low, sad voice.\\nDid I ever refuse you?\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know as you did, and I hope you won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nnow.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNot if I am able to enlighten you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0316.jp2"}, "317": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n307\\nDo you know a young man named Havens\\nGeorge Havens, I think. I believe he is a corporal or\\nsergeant in the army.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian was at a loss to understand the meaning of\\nthis question; but believing that her cousin was jesting\\nunder the garb of seriousness, she answered with\\nscarcely a second s hesitation,\\nYou mean Colonel Havens. Of course, we all\\nknow him!\\nWhat sort of a fellow is he\\nBrave, handsome, gallant, talented and chival\u00c2\u00ac\\nrous.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPipkins turned toward her in amazement.\\nWouldn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you like to hunt up a few more adjec\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives? I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think those are expressive enough.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThey express my meaning,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied, with\\nsomething of her coquettish manner, and with a buoy\u00c2\u00ac\\nancy of spirits to which she had been a stranger a long\\ntime. Do you wish me to be more explicit\\nNot at all; fact is you are too explicit altogether.\\nBut why do you admire this fellow?\\nFor the same reason they all do, he deserves it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAre you sure of that?\\nThis question was one of those fearfully mys\u00c2\u00ac\\nterious ones that are intended to imply a great deal.\\nBy the figure of litotes it may be said that it meant to\\ninform his companion that she could not be certain of\\nsuch a thing; but for all that she answered unhesitat\u00c2\u00ac\\ningly.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0317.jp2"}, "318": {"fulltext": "3\u00c2\u00b08\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nYes, sir; I am sure of it!\\nI ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat is all very natural, for you have no acquain\u00c2\u00ac\\ntance with him. In such a case you ought to take my\\nword for it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nUmph! that\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cool! reflected Pipkins; she is as\\nindependent as if she cared nothing for me. She\\nhasn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t learned to understand me yet. She doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nknow what a terrible nature I have when aroused.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen, turning to her:\\nLillian, to tell you the plain truth, I have reason to\\nbelieve that this Corporal Havens\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nColonel Havens\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIs altogether unworthy of your love\u00e2\u0080\u0094I should say\\nesteem.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat reason have you for saying so\\nI have it from good authority that he is\u00e2\u0080\u0094that he\\nis\u00e2\u0080\u0094that is, real cozvardly a veritable poltroon.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat is your authority\\nLillian fired her questions with such bewildering\\nswiftness, that poor Pipkins was unable to answer with\\npromptness, and he regretted that he hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t \u00e2\u0080\u009cpre\u00c2\u00ac\\npared\u00e2\u0080\u009d himself for this business.\\nWhy\u00e2\u0080\u0094let me see\u00e2\u0080\u0094Colonel Jones, of Chicago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere did he learn it?\\nHe was with him at the battle of Bull Run.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAre you sure that that was the battle\\nCertain of it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Pipkins, determined to stick\\nto this point at least, now that he had made it.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0318.jp2"}, "319": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3\u00c2\u00b09\\nIt was at no other battle\\nNo other.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nYou are sure it was Bull Run\\nAbsolutely certain.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian laughed\u00e2\u0080\u0094that clear, rippling laugh of hers.\\nA shudder of apprehension ran over Pipkins when he\\nheard it. He felt like the soldier who hears the pinging\\nof the coming shell, and knows that it is going to burst\\nover his head.\\nI do not see what there is to laugh at.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nColonel Havens was not in that battle\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt took fully a minute before Pipkins could recover\\nfrom the shock of this reply, which was intensified by\\nthat silvery, rippling laugh of Lillian, who thoroughly\\nenjoyed the discomfiture of her cousin. He cleared\\nhis throat, and drew his hand across his brow, as if\\nstriving to awaken recollection, and finally said:\\nLet me see; by Jingo! I was mistaken.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThen you ought to apologize to Colonel Havens.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nConfound it! that ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t what I mean. I recollect\\nnow that it was not Bull Run, but some other battle.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat other battle 4\\nBut Pipkins was not to be caught again.\\nI have forgotten, I declare. It was on my tongue,\\nbut I cannot recall it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAgain that laugh of Lillian\u00e2\u0080\u0099s rang out upon the air,\\nand Pipkins began to feel as though he had been de\u00c2\u00ac\\ntected in something of which he ought to be ashamed.\\nIt won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Lillian, as soon as she could com\u00c2\u00ac\\nmand her voice. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe a word you say!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0319.jp2"}, "320": {"fulltext": "3 io\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWell, I consider that an insulting insinuation\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWho cares if you do\\nAnd the eyes of the airy, fairy girl sparkled so\\nroguishly and her face glowed with such merriment,\\nthat the young man found it impossible to bluster, and\\nsmiled in spite of himself.\\nCan you not be serious he asked.\\nCertainly I can, if there be any reason.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI have something to say to you\u00e2\u0080\u0094something in\\nwhich you are or ought to be interested, and I hope\\nyou will listen.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nNow speak the truth, \u00e2\u0080\u0099Dolph, and none can be\\nmore respectful than you will find me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAre you engaged to be married to Colonel\\nHavens\\nWhat a question! she exclaimed, with a laugh;\\nbut, at the same time, the painful thrill shot through\\nher heart at the remembrance of the parting, and of\\nthe letter which had come to her in the darkness of the\\nnight.\\nBut you haven\u00e2\u0080\u0099t answered it,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he persisted.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cIf you are serious in asking your question, then I\\ncan say no \u00e2\u0080\u0094nor ever have been.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nFor all that, he loves you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt was singular to Lillian that she should feel such\\npleasure at this remark, even though it came from such\\npoor authority as her cousin.\\nHow do you know that? she asked, impulsively.\\nHis letter shows it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0320.jp2"}, "321": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 11\\nWhat do you mean demanded Lillian, her face\\nflushing with indignation. What letter shows it?\\nPipkins very coolly drew the missive from his pocket\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094that missive which had caused her so much sadness,\\nand for which she had been searching so long.\\nI understand human nature well enough,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he\\nadded, to see that that fellow is fairly beside himself\\nwith love. If you don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t believe it, I will read this let\u00c2\u00ac\\nter out before all upon the island, and see whether they\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t agree with me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nPipkins was proceeding to unfold the letter, for the\\npurpose of indicating some particular passage,\u00e2\u0080\u009d when\\nLillian, thoroughly out of temper, demanded it of him\\nin such an unmistakable manner that he could not re\u00c2\u00ac\\nfuse it.\\nWhat business have you to read my letter? she\\nasked, all the laughter and merriment gone from her\\neyes, from which she was scarcely able to keep back\\nthe tears of vexation.\\nFeeling that it was incumbent upon him to demon\u00c2\u00ac\\nstrate the lofty wisdom of his course in this matter,\\nPipkins roused himself, and said, earnestly:\\nLillian, it was my place to do so. You are the one\\nwho have acted wrong in not bringing it to me in the\\nfirst place. am the one who ought to have read it\\nfirst.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe consummate assurance of the man was so great\\nas partly to dispel the anger of Lillian. His last re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmark proved that he was scarcely worth the dignity of", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0321.jp2"}, "322": {"fulltext": "312\\ni THE RED PLUME\\nindignation. She carefully replaced the letter, and rose\\nto go.\\nHold on! I ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t through with you yet,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he called\\nout; and, wondering what he could mean, she re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained seated, and looked inquiringly around at him.\\nYou mustn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t forget the situation in which you are\\nplaced,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he began, with all the solemnity at his com\u00c2\u00ac\\nmand. I must compliment you, madam, on notify\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him of my prior claim upon you, and I only hope\\nyou will ever act in such a manner that he cannot fail\\nto see it. I will call him to account for this imperti\u00c2\u00ac\\nnence\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhen Fielding affirmed that the poisonous serpent\\nwhich he killed had its companion somewhere in the\\nvicinity he spoke the truth, for, at this juncture, Pip\u00c2\u00ac\\nkins detected it gliding over the ground only a few feet\\nfrom where the two were sitting. With a gasp of\\nhorror, he pointed his finger toward the horrid object.\\nNeither dared stir, for fear of alarming the reptile and\\ninviting its deadly blow.\\nThe rattlesnake slowly glided over the grass and\\nleaves until nearly opposite where they sat, when it\\nelevated its head, waved it back and forth, and then\\nwent into a coil.\\nIt was so far away that there was no danger of its\\nstriking them so long as each party maintained its rela\u00c2\u00ac\\ntive position; but the trouble was that it had cut off\\ntheir line of retreat.\\nImmediately behind them was the river, and it was", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0322.jp2"}, "323": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3*3\\nimpossible to leave the spot without approaching closer\\nto the poisonous reptile; but both edged as far away\\nas they could without entering the water itself.\\nBy jingo! here\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a go! muttered Pipkins, when\\nin some measure he had become accustomed to the dan\u00c2\u00ac\\nger. What shall we do, Lillian?\\nCall for help.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t you try it. Just as like as not, if you open\\nyour mouth he\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll make a dive at you, and then it\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be\\nall up with you!\\nI cannot remain here in the presence of that dread\u00c2\u00ac\\nful creature. I would rather step into the river, and\\npass around out of its way.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cAnd get another shot from one of the redskins on\\nthe shore.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLillian recalled that this was the very spot where she\\nhad so narrowly escaped death a short time before, and\\nshe shuddered at the thought.\\nTo retreat or to advance was death. They were in a\\ndilemma, indeed!\\nWe cannot save ourselves,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Lillian. There\\nmust be some one near at hand, and I will not call too\\nloud.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t do it just yet,\u00e2\u0080\u009d Pipkins hastened to say,\\nLike enough it will take a notion to move off. Con\u00c2\u00ac\\nfound it! why did it stop just there?\\nIs there no stone or stick that you can throw at\\nit inquired Lillian, who began to think it was time\\nher companion did something to protect them both.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0323.jp2"}, "324": {"fulltext": "3M\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve been looking for,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he replied,\\ngazing down at the ground; but I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see anything\\nsuitable.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIf Colonel Havens were here, he would have killed\\nthe reptile on the instant.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThis fired up Pipkins, who broke a stick from a\\nbranch overhead, and advanced resolutely to the as\u00c2\u00ac\\nsault but he took good care not to approach too close.\\nBrandishing it overhead, he circled around the reptile,\\nfearful of coming near enough to strike, but keeping\\nhis eye upon his enemy all the time.\\nWhile circling in this manner his foot struck a stone,\\nwhich he picked up, and hurled at the elevated head of\\nthe rattlesnake. Fortunately the missile went straight,\\nand struck the very point at which it was aimed. The\\nreptile writhed and twisted over and over upon itself\\nfiercely for a few minutes, and then lay motionless in\\ndeath.\\nVery naturally, Pipkins was elated over the success\\nof his demonstration against their foe, and demanded\\nof Lillian whether it was not well done.\\nVery well, indeed,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied, and I am grate\u00c2\u00ac\\nful for our escape. But I begin to feel a terror for this\\nspot. Already death has threatened me twice, and let\\nus stay here no longer.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhere shall we go asked her cousin, halting\\nafter they had passed beyond the vicinity of the rep\u00c2\u00ac\\ntile.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBack to the camp, where father and mother are.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0324.jp2"}, "325": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n315\\nBut I had something more to say to you. I had\\nnot said all that I wished to,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he replied.\\nYou said enough.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe looked earnestly at her; but she was in no mood\\nto be trifled with, and so he was compelled to follow\\nher back to camp.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0325.jp2"}, "326": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXIX\\nTHE RAFT\\nWhen noon came, the heat upon the island was op\u00c2\u00ac\\npressive. Even the thick shade of the trees and under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth could not protect our friends from its enervat\u00c2\u00ac\\ning effects, and little was done except to lounge upon\\nthe grass and languidly converse upon the ever-im-\\nportant matter of their escape from the island.\\nAt meridian there was no one who asked for food\\nexcepting Cato. The substantial character of the pre\u00c2\u00ac\\nvious meals and the warmth of the day were such that\\nit was hardly natural that they should feel any degree\\nof hunger; and the pleasure of the coming dinner was\\nsomewhat marred by the knowledge that it was to be\\nof the same character as the meals already taken. No\\nfood had been brought with them, and were it not for\\nthe piscatorial skill of old Jud, they would have been\\nin a sad condition indeed.\\nThe scout kept up his ceaseless tramp over the island\\nand his vigilant scrutiny of the shores. More than once\\nhe had detected signs of his enemies, but they evi\u00c2\u00ac\\ndently contemplated no movement or demonstration\\nduring the day time, or at least while they were\\nwatched with such tireless sharpness.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0326.jp2"}, "327": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3i7\\nCaptain Swarthausen and Muggins had enjoyed a\\nvery interesting conversation, until they had tired\\nthemselves out, and they only exchanged words semi-\\noccasionally. Fielding was reclining on the ground\\nclose to Edith Prescott and her mother, both of whom\\nwere listening to his words, or exchanging questions\\nand answers with him. Quiet and self-possessed, and\\nwell-informed, he was always able to interest his audi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntors.\\nLillian, when she returned with Pipkins, seated her\u00c2\u00ac\\nself near her mother and sister, and joined in the gen\u00c2\u00ac\\neral conversation, while the young gentleman himself\\nrelit his pipe, smoked harder than ever, and employed\\nhimself in meditations of the most decided kind.\\nMatters were not in the precise shape to suit him, and\\nhe was endeavoring to decide himself as to how he was\\nto right them.\\nIt was no easy matter to settle this point, for he could\\nnot but admit that his cousin Lillian had quite a will\\nand temper of her own, and when she chose to assert it,\\nshe did it in a manner that was unmistakable. He had\\njust had an exhibition that confirmed that point.\\nIn his wanderings to and fro, Jud Jenkins occasion\u00c2\u00ac\\nally found time to saunter up to the camp of the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives and exchange a few words with them.\\nIt was about the middle of the afternoon when he\\nseated himself near them, with the remark that it was\\none of the warmest days he had ever experienced, and\\nhe added:", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0327.jp2"}, "328": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 l8\\nI am powerful glad of it, too.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t say that I am,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Captain Swart-\\nhausen. I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t particularly enjoy this climate, either\\nwhen the thermometer gets up close to a hundred, or\\ndown to twenty and thirty degrees below zero, as it\\ndid last winter.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t say that I enj\u00e2\u0080\u0099y it either, but if there don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\ncome a reg\u00e2\u0080\u0099lar screamer of a storm, I don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t see much\\nchance of getting off this place.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAh! I understand. You think this will bring the\\nstorm.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nVery likely; when you see such a hot day as this,\\nso fur north, it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s purty sure to kick up a rumpus among\\nthe elements, and bring the rain and darkness.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe can do without the rain,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins; but\\nI understand that it is the darkness you want so bad.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nJust that; but we won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be likely to get one with\u00c2\u00ac\\nout t\u00e2\u0080\u0099other.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhen I took my last peep at the sky, it seemed\\nclear as at this morning,\u00e2\u0080\u0099\u00e2\u0080\u0099replied Captain Swarthausen.\\nThat don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t make no difference. If I am not mis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntook, there will be one of the bigggest kind\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAs if in confirmation of the declaration that was\\nupon the lips of the scout, the faint rumble of distant\\nthunder was heard at this moment, and the faces of all\\nbrightened on the instant.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s coming, sure! added Jud. That\u00e2\u0080\u0099s what I\\nhave been waiting for for the last hour.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDo you observe that also asked the captain.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0328.jp2"}, "329": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3i9\\nA breeze was heard stirring the branches overhead,\\nand its grateful coolness even touched the perspiring\\nfaces of the fugitives below, and then came another\\nfaint muttering of thunder.\\nIt will be a terrible storm when it does come/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 said\\nthe officer; \u00e2\u0080\u009cthe air is full of electricity. What\u00e2\u0080\u0099s\\nthat?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA dull, increasing roar was heard, like the coming of\\na tornado; but it lasted but a moment, when it termi\u00c2\u00ac\\nnated in a crash that seemed to shake the very ground\\nupon which they stood.\\nWhat under heavens can that be? asked Pipkins.\\nIt was somewhere on the island.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a tree that fell\u00e2\u0080\u0094a tree that oughter stand a\\nhalf a hundred years longer.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy, then, did it fall\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0099Cause there\u00e2\u0080\u0099s a storm cornin\u00e2\u0080\u0099. You needn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t laugh;\\nit\u00e2\u0080\u0099s allers so. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve laid in the woods many a time at\\nnight, and heard tree after tree come crashin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to the\\nground, and nobody can\u00e2\u0080\u0099t tell what made \u00e2\u0080\u0099em, \u00e2\u0080\u0099cept the\\nstorm coming through the air.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut every tree must fall some time,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Captain\\nSwarthausen.\\nI know as much pr\u00e2\u0080\u0099aps about the woods as any of\\nyou,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the hunter, somewhat impatiently, and you\\ncan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t explain it that way. I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve seen the thing too often.\\nWhen a tree comes tearin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 down like that, in the middle\\nof the day\u00e2\u0080\u0094and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll warrant you a dozen have fell", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0329.jp2"}, "330": {"fulltext": "320\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nalong shore\u00e2\u0080\u0094you can make up your mind that it s a\\nsign of a powerful big storm.\\nThe scout had lingered as lpng as it was prudent,\\nand he now left his friends and walked to the upper end\\nof the island, scrutinized both shores, and then ex\u00c2\u00ac\\namined the fallen tree, which was comparatively sound.\\nFrom his position he could see far above and below\\nupon each side of the stream, but nothing of a suspi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncious nature was detected, and he instinctively looked\\nup the river.\\nHis experienced eye discovered something at once,\\nbut so far away that he could only conjecture its char\u00c2\u00ac\\nacter. At first it looked like some wild animal swim\u00c2\u00ac\\nming down stream; then he mentally compared it to a\\ncanoe, bottom upward; but at last he resolved it into a\\nsort of raft that was drifting with the current, and\\nwithout any propulsive power of its own.\\nBut from the moment he first caught sight of it he\\nwas well convinced that it was some contrivance of that\\npeople who never appear at a loss for means to mislead\\nand deceive their foes; and, accordingly, he kept his\\neye intently fixed upon it for a long, time, in the ex\u00c2\u00ac\\npectation of detecting a flash of the water that might\\nreveal the hand of the agent controlling it.\\nHowever, no such evidence was discovered, and he\\nconcluded that if an enemy were really there, he was\\nsmart enough to give no tangible evidence of his pres\u00c2\u00ac\\nence.\\nSuspecting that this might be some artifice intended", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0330.jp2"}, "331": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n321\\nto withdraw attention from the lower part of the island,\\nold Jud called to Captain Swarthausen, and explained\\nhis apprehensions, requesting him to take his position\\nat the lower point. This the officer willingly did, and\\nMuggins received permission to accompany him.\\nConvinced that it could now be done with safety, the\\nhunter gave his whole attention to the approaching ob\u00c2\u00ac\\nject, still looking for some sign of human agency in its\\nmovements, and still failing to detect any, except what\\nmight be termed a general evidence.\\nCarried forward in the direction it was now going, it\\nwould be sure to strand itself upon the shingle at the\\nupper end of the island\u00e2\u0080\u0094a termination of the voyage\\nwhich a Sioux would not be likely to make. When,\\ntherefore, he observed it turning to the right, slowly\\nbut surely, he could no longer doubt the inspiring cause\\nof the whole thing.\\nJud raised his rifle and examined the cap.\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s all right,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he muttered; when I begun this\\ntramping business, I used the old flint-lock, and some\\nof the Hudson Bay fellers stick to em yet. Only let\\nme get a chance at the top-knot of this varmint, and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll\\nspoil his fun for him.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nA nearer approach revealed that the raft, or what\u00c2\u00ac\\never it might be termed, consisted of two trees, with\\ntheir roots and limbs still to them. The latter seemed\\ninextricably interlocked, and between these two the\\nhunter was certain that at least one Indian was floating,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0331.jp2"}, "332": {"fulltext": "322\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nwith his black orbs fixed upon the island, and with\\nevery faculty on the alert.\\nAs it came opposite the point where Jud was stand\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, he walked down the shore, keeping concealed\\nwithin the wood, but halting and peering out upon the\\nnondescript every few minutes, until at last the lower\u00c2\u00ac\\nmost part of the island was reached.\\nNot once had a foe been seen; and as it passed on\\nbelow the land, he still remained invisible.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099d like to know what he has larned,\u00e2\u0080\u009d muttered Jud,\\nas he brought his rifle to his shoulder. Howsomever,\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll show him that we ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t fools in these parts.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith a quick aim he discharged his piece, burying\\nthe bullet in one of the logs, near the centre. He had\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098scarcely done so, when the tufted head of an Indian\\nrose to view, and he cast one long, searching look\\ntoward him, and disappear again between the trunks.\\nThe instant Jud caught sight of him he began re\u00c2\u00ac\\nloading as rapidly as posssible, but before he could\\nplace the percussion upon the tube, the Sioux had sunk\\ndown out of sight, and he was baffled again.\\nYou can go back and tell the others that there is\\none fool left here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the impatient exclamation of\\nthe hunter, at his own discomfiture.\\nHad Red Plume been present he would not have re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained on shore and contented himself with firing at\\nthe trees as they floated by. He would have dived un\u00c2\u00ac\\nder the logs and engaged the Sioux in a submarine\\nhand-to-hand encounter, and the probability of their", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0332.jp2"}, "333": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n323\\nbeing more than one to encounter would not have de\u00c2\u00ac\\nterred him for a moment.\\nOld Jud had done such things himself, but as his\\nyears increased, he had acquired a certain degree of\\ncaution, which caused him to weigh an important\\naction before undertaking it. He saw nothing to be\\ngained by the mere sending under of a redskin, ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ncept so far as it should demonstrate the bravery of the\\nfugitives.\\nHe kept the raft in view T as it slowly worked its way\\ntoward one of the banks, until finally it was lost to\\nsight.\\nCaptain Swarthausen and Muggins had nothing to\\nreport, having detected nothing whatever of a suspi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncious character.\\nBut, unexpectedly, Fielding had a report to give.\\nWhen the others were sent off as sentinels, he went to\\nthe eastern side of the island, (which was the less\\nthreatened side,) he, like old Jud, suspecting that this\\nmight be a stratagem to cover some other movement of\\nthe aborigines.\\nAt the moment the daring Sioux lifted his head and\\nshoulders out of the water, and the hunter was reload\u00c2\u00ac\\ning with all the speed possible, the Friend saw a large\\ncanoe glide a short distance under the bank, and then a\\ndozen Indians filled it with the silence and celerity of\\nphantoms.\\nHe suspected that they intended to seize their oppor\u00c2\u00ac\\ntunity and make a dash for the island while the atten-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0333.jp2"}, "334": {"fulltext": "3 2 4\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntion of the fugitives was called in the other direction.\\nBut the rifle-shot of the hunter\u00e2\u0080\u0094over which he\\nlamented as so useless\u00e2\u0080\u0094seemed to deter them, and they\\nfailed to make the start.\\nFielding never once took his eyes from the singular\\nscene, and stood prepared to alarm the others the mo\u00c2\u00ac\\nment it emerged from under the bushes. For several\\nminutes they remained stationary, and then the canoe\\nmoved back again to its place, and every savage sprang\\nout of it and disappeared.\\nIt was fortunate that this was done. But for the shot\\nof Jud, it is probable that a dash would have been made\\nfor the island. While it is hardly probable that the\\nSioux would have succeeded in massacreing all the\\nwhites, as was their purpose, yet, in the desperate en\u00c2\u00ac\\ncounter that would have been thus precipitated, it is\\nhardly possible that each of our friends would have es\u00c2\u00ac\\ncaped unharmed. It was, in truth, one of the lost\\nopportunities for the aborigines, which could never\\nagain come to them in a similar shape.\\nWhen old Jud learned the particulars from the\\nQuaker, he complimented him on his keenness, and re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmarked that there was still some hope of his becoming\\na tolerable hunter.\\nWhat do you think of that? asked the scout, as he\\nremoved his cap, and allowed the stiffening breeze to\\nblow upon his forehead.\\nWhat do you mean asked Prescott.\\nThat is what I mean!", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0334.jp2"}, "335": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n325\\nA regular rolling boom of thunder was heard almost\\ndirectly overhead. The rapidly darkening sky gave\\nthe woods the appearance of twilight, while the wind\\nblew almost without a second\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cessation.\\nWill you go without Red Plume? asked Captain\\nSwarthausen.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t want to,\u00e2\u0080\u009d was the hesitating reply.\\nSuppose he doesn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t return for several hours after\\nnight sets in\\nWhat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s the use of \u00e2\u0080\u0099sposing any such thing? the\\nhunter asked, petulantly. He\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be back here inside of\\ntwo hours, and he\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll be the guide in goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 down the\\nriver to-night, and I\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll foller with the rest of you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd with these noble red men that are waiting for\\nus to start,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Pipkins, perhaps revived by the re\u00c2\u00ac\\nfreshing cool wind.\\nLike enough,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Jud; you can be sartin\\nthey\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll foller powerful close if they think we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ve\\nstarted.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0335.jp2"}, "336": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXX\\nADRIFT\\nNight and storm, and darkness,\u00e2\u0080\u009d came together.\\nThe distant booming of the thunder increased, coming\\nnearer and louder, until the clouds echoed the peals.\\nThe moon was entirely hid by the dark, tumultuous\\nmasses of vapor that swept over its face. The red\\nlightning played back and forth through the black\\nmasses, illuminating them with a vividness tenfold\\ngreater than at noonday, while the advancing rain\\nlooked like the gleaming spears of an innumerable\\narmy.\\nAs night was closing in, and before the bursting of\\nthe storm, the scout had gathered his friends about him,\\nand given them his ideas of what would be done during\\nthe coming night. The whole party, with the exception\\nof Red Plume, were to embark in the larger boat. The\\nIndian would take the lead in his canoe, acting as their\\npilot until all danger was passed.\\nA general feeling of uneasiness manifested itself at\\nthe failure of Red Plume to appear, and Captain Swart-\\nhausen advocated starting without him. But he was\\n326", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0336.jp2"}, "337": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 2/\\neffectually silenced by the reply of the hunter, that if\\nhe were present at this time, no start could be made.\\nHe explained by calling attention to the lightning,\\nwhich was almost incessant.\\nTo embark at such a time would insure the certainty\\nof discovery from the Sioux, and failure would follow,\\nno matter with what skill the attempt was conducted.\\nSo all that could be done was to wait until the lightning\\nhad ceased, or so slackened as to afford some oppor\u00c2\u00ac\\ntunity for flight.\\nThe boats were moored some distance away, and\\nfearful that they might be blown loose, Jud passed over\\nto look at them.\\nHe was almost too late; for as he came up, he saw\\nthat the larger boat was still fast, but the canoe had\\nbeen torn free, and was already a dozen feet out in the\\nriver.\\nThis could not be permitted, and he plunged unhes\u00c2\u00ac\\nitatingly in after it. A few powerful strokes and he\\nlaid one hand upon the gunwale; but, as he did so, he\\nbecame sensible that the other side was in the grasp of\\nsome one else, and the thought of another attempt to\\nsteal the boats flashed through his mind.\\nThe hunter was not unprepared for such a contest,\\nand he reached down for his knife; but, at this instant,\\nan exclamation acquainted him with the fact that he\\nwas confronted by Red Plume.\\nRed Plume almost instantly came ashore, and the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0337.jp2"}, "338": {"fulltext": "328\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntwo had an earnest conversation of several minutes,\\nwherein the Indian revealed the following:\\nThere were between thirty and forty Sioux Indians,\\nincluding the party who came from the lake, and they\\nwere inspired by the most vindictive ferocity, the desire\\nof the majority being to massacre every one of the\\nwhites the moment they came into their power. There\\nwas so much risk in carrying prisoners, especially with\\nRed Plume and old Jud free (for they looked upon it as\\nimpossible to secure them), that this seemed to be the\\nonly safe course; and, in case the fugitives were over\u00c2\u00ac\\npowered, there was little doubt but this course would be\\nadopted.\\nOne of their chiefs and a number of their best war\u00c2\u00ac\\nriors having been slain, they could not give over the\\npursuit until these had been avenged. They had already\\nbeen baffled so continually that their impatience can be\\nreadily understood, as well as the reason why a large\\nnumber advocated a charge upon them, without waiting\\nfor darkness to assist them. They were the ones whom\\nFielding had seen enter the canoe, and who were only\\nturned back by the sober second-thought which fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed the firing of old Jud\u00e2\u0080\u0099s rifle.\\nRed Plume had mingled with the Sioux until he had\\nlearned fully their intention, which, as has been inti\u00c2\u00ac\\nmated, was to steal upon the island during the night,\\nand massacre all of the fugitives. They did not forget\\nthe probability of their attempting flight in the dark-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0338.jp2"}, "339": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n329\\nness, and they became remarkably alert with the de\u00c2\u00ac\\nparture of the day.\\nThe raft which floated by the island and drew the fire\\nof old Jud was an artifice to discover whether the whites\\nwere vigilant enough to make an attack unsafe. The\\nresult was not satisfactory, and there was a movement\\nto send one of the Indians and Lige with a demand for\\nthem to surrender, but with the real purpose of ascer\u00c2\u00ac\\ntaining their prospective movements.\\nThese messengers had not yet appeared, but Red\\nPlume believed they would come within the next half\\nhour. The incessant play of the lightning kept up such\\nan illumination of the river, that it would be impossible\\nfor a boat to leave without detection.\\nWhen this announcement was made, Jud and Red\\nPlume rejoined their friends, who, as may be supposed,\\nwere glad enough to see them both. An explanation\\nwas made of the dusky scout\u00e2\u0080\u0099s continued absence, and\\nthe probable coming of messengers from the shore.\\nThen all were instructed that, if the messengers from\\nthe shore made their appearance, no means must be left\\nuntried to convince them that it was their intention to\\nremain in their present quarters until the next day at\\nleast.\\nThe rain had almost ceased falling, but the flashing\\nof the lightning was as incessant as ever. It had lost\\nits fierce, explosive character, and now flickered and\\nflamed, as it is sometimes seen to do when unaccom\u00c2\u00ac\\npanied by thunder.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0339.jp2"}, "340": {"fulltext": "330\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nRed Plume, Jud and Captain Swarthausen were\\nwatching from the shore, when the first announced that\\na canoe had left the mainland, and was approaching. A\\nlightning flash, a second after, revealed a small boat,\\ncontaining the negro Lige and an Indian, swiftly speed\u00c2\u00ac\\ning across the breadth of water that intervened between\\nthe island and shore.\\nIt was allowed to approach undisturbed, until it\\nreached land again, and Lige stepped out, while his\\ncompanion retained his seat.\\nThe African stared about him for a moment, as if\\nwaiting for the vivid light to reveal his situation; and,\\nat the instant it came, old Jud called out, in his gruff\\nvoice:\\nWhat do you want?\\nThe negro started, and then took a few steps in the\\ndirection of the voice.\\nWho am dar\\nOld Jud. What be you after\\nDe In jins sent me ober to see you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe need not give in detail the conversation that fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed, in which Lige artfully endeavored to persuade\\nthe party to surrender. On Jud positively assuring\\nhim that they had no intention of doing so until they\\nwere made to, he next tried to find out whether they\\nhad any intention of leaving the island in the course of\\nthe night. Of course, Jud gave him to understand that\\nthis they had no intention of doing, as they would be\\nin greater danger, he cunningly insinuated, from the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0340.jp2"}, "341": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n33 1\\nIndians on the river than on the island. Having ascer\u00c2\u00ac\\ntained all he had been sent over to find out, and Jud and\\nCato proceeding to cross-examine him rather unpleas\u00c2\u00ac\\nantly as to how he came to be in such high favor among\\nthe Indians, Lige, evidently ill at ease among his former\\nfriends, at every lightning flash edged nearer and\\nnearer his canoe, until at last he entered it; and the\\nnext glance of him was in the boat, far out in the river,\\nwith the Indian paddling with all his strength and skill.\\nThey speedily rejoined their party, where no doubt a\\ngraphic account of the interview was given, with the\\nemphatic assurance that the fugitives proposed remain\u00c2\u00ac\\ning upon the island until the Sioux drove them from it.\\nThey had nothing left to do except to await the time\\nwith patience when Red Plume should give the word\\nto start.\\nSome excitement was created at this juncture by\\nhearing the Sioux signalling to each other.\\nThe general belief was that these calls were intended\\nto apprise each party of the other\u00e2\u0080\u0099s intentions, which\\nmeant a simultaneous advance upon the fugitives from\\nboth sides; but Red Plume, being appealed to, greatly\\nrelieved all by assuring them that nothing of the kind\\nwas meant. They were meant to satisfy the leaders of\\nthe Sioux that their followers were on the alert and\\nready for any movement.\\nA half hour passed, when the signalling among the\\nIndians having by this time ceased, Red Plume gave\\nthe word for all to be ready to enter the boat, being", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0341.jp2"}, "342": {"fulltext": "33 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ncareful not to do so before the permission was received,\\nwhile he started on a hasty survey of the island to learn\\nwhether any of the aborigines had landed.\\nNot a gleam of lightning lit up the Stygian gloom as\\nhe stealthily made his way through the saturated under\u00c2\u00ac\\ngrowth, but his ears were as alive as those of the pan\u00c2\u00ac\\nther, and the dip of a paddle would have aroused his\\nattention at once.\\nNothing, however, was discovered, and he rejoined\\nhis friends, and gave the word, and the next instant the\\nboats swept out into the current, and the eventful jour\u00c2\u00ac\\nney down the river was resumed.\\nAbove, below, behind, in front, and on either hand,\\nall was blank darkness. The Crescent River, swelled\\nby the storm, flowed swiftly down on its winding way\\ntoward the snowy waters of Hudson Bay; the wild\\nwind howled and moaned from the woods along the\\nshore, and not a star was overhead to guide them on the\\nway.\\nIt was too late to turn back, even had they wished to\\ndo so. The Rubicon was crossed. Before them lay\\nsafety or death.\\nWhich was it?\\ni", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0342.jp2"}, "343": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXI\\nDOWN THE RIVER\\nThose were critical moments to the fugitives. Not\\na word was spoken, even in whispers, and every heart\\nwas praying that this midnight blackness of the heav\u00c2\u00ac\\nens might continue for an hour more, or until the\\nswiftly flowing river had carried them beyond all dan\u00c2\u00ac\\nger of the Sioux, who were waiting so eagerly for their\\nprey.\\nSo dense was the gloom that not one in the larger\\nboat could discern the canoe of Red Plume, that was\\nscarcely a dozen feet in advance.\\nOld Jud stood upright in the bow, with one of the\\noars in hand, but even he was unable to make out the\\nform of his guide in front. The Indian now and then\\nmade a slight plash with his oar, and by this sound\\nalone was the hunter guided.\\nWhile it was desirable to gain all the speed possible,\\nyet the boats drifted with the current only. Little help\\ncould be gained by the use of the oars, while there was\\nimminent risk of the sound betraying them to the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians, who were undoubtedly on the river at that very\\nmoment, somewhere in the immediate neighborhood.\\nWith every rod passed, the hopes of our friends rose\\n333", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0343.jp2"}, "344": {"fulltext": "334\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nStill the boats and their precious cargoes swept\\nswiftly down stream, and still the utter blackness of\\nnight continued. Afar in the sky there had been one\\nor two of the faintest flickers of lightning, but they\\nwere mere scintillations upon the great world of dark\u00c2\u00ac\\nness below, scarcely penetrating the margin itself.\\nThe wind blew very gently, and every ear was\\nstrained to the utmost for the sounds dreaded above all\\nothers. When this silence rested upon all, a faint,\\ntremulous whistle\u00e2\u0080\u0094so faint and uncertain in its char\u00c2\u00ac\\nacter, indeed, that more than one of those who heard it\\nbelieved it came from the air above them\u00e2\u0080\u0094floated to\\nthem on the night air, and brought with it the chill\\nwhich one feels at the sure signal of some swiftly ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproaching peril.\\nAt this moment, when none of the company expected\\nit, a powerful, all-pervading flash seemed to set the\\nwhole atmosphere a-flame\u00e2\u0080\u0094shore, river and woods\\nstanding out with the distinctness of mid-day. Every\\nbreath was suspended and every arm paralyzed for the\\nmoment. So sudden was the gleam that neither Red\\nPlume nor old Jud gained a glimpse of the river in the\\nrear\u00e2\u0080\u0094the place from which the danger was appre\u00c2\u00ac\\nhended.\\nAnd out of all the party there was but one who saw\\nthe river behind them. That one was Lillian Prescott,\\nwho by accident was gazing backward toward the is\u00c2\u00ac\\nland, and who, in the blaze of the lightning, discerned\\ntwo canoes of Indians between her own boat and the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0344.jp2"}, "345": {"fulltext": "Old Judd cried out, in his gruff voice \u00e2\u0080\u009cWhat do you want?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094P. 330-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0345.jp2"}, "346": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0096\u00a0l\\np\\nf\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a05", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0346.jp2"}, "347": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n335\\nisland with both of them headed down stream and com\u00c2\u00ac\\ning in a direct line toward them.\\nOld Jud asked in a cautious whisper:\\nDid any of you see anything of the varmints?\\nLillian deemed it was time for her to say something,\\nand while the others breathlessly listened, she stated\\nthat she had observed two large canoes full of Indians\\nbut a short distance astern, coming directly after them.\\nQu\u00e2\u0080\u0099ar,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he remarked. You\u00e2\u0080\u0099re sure there ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t\\nno mistake about it\\nThe girl could be nothing else but certain.\\nOld Jud in his cautious way acquainted Red Plume\\nwith what Lillian had said. The hunter had observed\\nprevious to this, that the Indian was gradually shying\\noff toward the left, and he was compelled to use his\\npaddle with considerable power; but now the savage\\nbacked until the boats touched, and then stooping\\ndown, Jud grasped the stern of the little boat, and the\\nredskin began using his paddle stealthily, but with a\\npower which was felt by all.\\nHe kept turning toward the left; for, if the Sioux\\nwere so close at hand, the only safety of the fugitives\\nconsisted in keeping concealed in the friendly darkness.\\nTheir enemies, not knowing where to look for them,\\nwould be far more likely to miss than to encounter\\nthem.\\nAnother fact was observed at this time by the more\\nexperienced of the party, and it could not but increase\\ntheir uneasiness. Since the cessation of the storm the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0347.jp2"}, "348": {"fulltext": "33^\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nsky had begun to clear in a measure, and there was\\nevery prospect that there would soon be sufficient light\\nto see objects on either shore from the centre of the\\nriver.\\nAfter paddling for a few minutes in this manner, the\\nfugitives noticed the dark outlines of the trees upon\\nthe western bank.\\nHaving reached this point, Red Plume now rested on\\nhis oars, and they all drifted with the current again.\\nAs yet he had gained no idea of the location of his\\nenemies, except what was received from Lillian, and he\\nplaced implicit reliance in what she had affirmed to old\\nJud.\\nLaying his boat alongside of the larger one, the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian exchanged a few words with the hunter, explana\u00c2\u00ac\\ntory of his intentions, and then he vanished in the dark\u00c2\u00ac\\nness, his purpose being to learn the whereabouts of the\\nSioux.\\nOld Jud shoved the boat a little further out into the\\nstream, so as to be beyond danger of striking the shore,\\nand then sat down where he could say a word or two to\\nthose near him. After a little pause, passed in con\u00c2\u00ac\\njectures as to the result of Red Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hazardous ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nperiment, the sharp ears of the hunter detected some\\nsuspicious sound out in the river, and after attentively\\nlooking out in that direction, they all had the pleasure of\\nseeing the little canoe coming out of the darkness with\\nthe single Indian propelling it.\\nThe Sioux did not approach any closer to his friends,\\nbut taking a position a rod or so in advance, waited for", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0348.jp2"}, "349": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n337\\nthe others to follow. Old Jud thought this rather sin\u00c2\u00ac\\ngular, as he was quite anxious to hear his report of the\\nsituation; but he knew there was reason for it, and it\\nlooked as though there was a necessity for haste.\\nAccordingly the hunter plied his paddle with all the\\nskill and power at his command. This had no great\\neffect upon the boat with its large freight, but it served\\nto give it the direction which was necessary.\\nInstead of keeping to the left bank, Red Plume\\nheaded diagonally across the stream, so as to strike the\\nright shore. Old Jud followed him as dutifully as a\\ndog ever followed his master, but he felt at the same\\ntime that there was great risk in attempting to cross a\\nstream like this, when it was well known that a treach\u00c2\u00ac\\nerous enemy was at no great distance.\\nThe river was nearly crossed, when a short, wolf\u00c2\u00ac\\nlike whoop, came from the shore they had just left, and\\nRed Plume replied to it in precisely the same tone.\\nThis diagonal direction Red Plume continued until\\nhe had approached almost near enough to the shore to\\ntouch it, when he began floating down stream as before.\\nOld Jud was confident now, that the Indian would\\nrow back to him, and give him some idea of the move\u00c2\u00ac\\nments of their enemies; but, to his annoyance and sur\u00c2\u00ac\\nprise, he still kept his distance.\\nAfter drifting a half hour or so, old Jud began to\\nfeel somewhat impatient, and he gave the canoe a shove\\nor two, as a hint for Red Plume that time was getting\\ntoo precious to waste in this manner; but the Sioux\\npaid no heed to the movement, and he and his boat", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0349.jp2"}, "350": {"fulltext": "338\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nfloated along as though they were part and parcel of\\neach other.\\nPrescott, who was sitting near Jud, heard him mutter\\nto himself:\\nIt\u00e2\u0080\u0099s powerful queer what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s got into Red Plume to\u00c2\u00ac\\nnight.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAt this moment they reached the mouth of quite a\\nbroad creek, which put into the Crescent River from the\\nright shore. It had quite a moderate current, showing\\nthat, although it discharged a large volume of water,\\nthere was but a slight fall in it.\\nAs soon as the mouth of this was encountered the\\nIndian turned his canoe, and began paddling up stream,\\npausing, after he had taken a few strokes, to beckon to\\nold Jud to follow him.\\nThe hunter did so unhesitatingly, but with a misgiv\u00c2\u00ac\\ning for which he could scarcely account. Going in\\nopposition to the current, he was enabled to make com\u00c2\u00ac\\nparatively little headway, and Red Plume seemed some\u00c2\u00ac\\nwhat impatient, frequently paddling a short distance\\nin a circular direction, and then signalling to the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives to follow.\\nThere must be danger,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Prescott, or he\\nwould not be in such a hurry.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOld Jud made no reply; but those who were watch\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him at that moment saw him suddenly lay down\\nhis paddle, and as suddenly catch up his rifle. The\\nnext instant it was discharged, and their Indian guide\\nthrew up his arms with a fearful shriek, shot through\\nthe heart by the bullet of the hunter.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0350.jp2"}, "351": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXII\\nSIOUX VERSUS SIOUX\\nIt would be impossible to describe the consternation\\nproduced by the shot of old Jud. Prescott excitedly\\nsprang to his feet.\\nMy God! you have killed Red Plume!\\nThe hunter was then engaged in sweeping the bow of\\nthe canoe around, and hastening the boat back out of\\nthe creek which they had entered; but he turned his\\nhead so as to reply.\\nKilled Red Plume! he repeated, in the husky\\nvoice of passion; that ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t Red Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0094it\u00e2\u0080\u0099s one of\\nthe varmints trying to lead us into a trap!\\nA shudder of terror shook all at this astounding\\ndeclaration, and the hunter bent furiously to his task.\\nWhere is Red Plume then? asked Captain Swart-\\nhausen, as soon as he could recover himself.\\nI don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t know, and haint got time to think; but\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099m sartin that if we don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t git out here powerful soon,\\nthere won\u00e2\u0080\u0099t be a scalp left among us. So don\u00e2\u0080\u0099t bother\\nme with any more questions.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd paying no heed to the surmisings of his friends,\\nhe turned his whole attention to the arduous work be\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore him, and, with the assistance of the current, soon\\n339", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0351.jp2"}, "352": {"fulltext": "34\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ngives quite a rapid motion to the boat. Debouching\\ninto the river, he turned down stream, and continued\\nhis progress at a rate which all of the company would\\nhave deemed impossible until they saw it done.\\nIt will be remembered that old Jud was perplexed at\\nthe action of the Indian who took the place of Red\\nPlume, but his suspicion was not fairly awakened until\\nthe entering of the creek. Then he was close enough\\nto observe that the red plume which distinguished his\\nfriend, and which he had worn so many years that it\\ngave him his appellation, was wanting!\\nInstantly the thought of treachery entered his mind,\\nand by a powerful movement he approached nigh\\nenough to the canoe to gain a fair view of its occu\u00c2\u00ac\\npant. The result of this deliberation was such as to\\nmake him certain of the trick that was attempted upon\\nhim, and in the prompt manner mentioned he gave the\\ndaring Sioux his quietus.\\nThis singular interchange of canoes came about in\\nthis manner:\\nWhen the lightning gleam revealed the Indian canoe\\nto Lillian Prescott, the boat containing the fugitives\\nwas also seen by the Sioux themselves. Not only that,\\nbut they detected Red Plume in his canoe, acting as\\nguide. With the readiness peculiar to the aborigines,\\none of the latter instantly originated a stratagem,\\nwhich, if carried through with nerve and skill, could\\nnot fail to result in the destruction of the whole party.\\nThis plan was simply to substitute himself in the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0352.jp2"}, "353": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n34 r\\nplace of Red Plume, without attracting the suspicion of\\nthe whites.\\nThe major part of the Sioux were upon terra firma,\\nwhile about a dozen were searching the river in their\\nlarge canoe. These put into shore, where a smaller\\ncanoe was secured, into which the daring Indian ven\u00c2\u00ac\\ntured, and then went out upon the river to await his\\nchance.\\nIt was at this juncture that the vigilant Indian dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncovered one of the tiny vessels crossing the stream in\\nfront of him, and a little cautious manoeuvring re\u00c2\u00ac\\nvealed the interesting fact that it was the renowned Red\\nPlume himself, probably engaged in reconnoitring the\\nriver, and who had so narrowly missed coming upon\\nthe Sioux.\\nThe savage made his companions acquainted with\\nthe condition of things, stated his proposed plan of\\noperations, and then crossed boldly over to the other\\nshore to take the place of Red Plume.\\nWe have shown how cleverly this was done, and how\\nit all but succeeded. It was the intention of the In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians to decoy the fugitives up this creek quite a dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ntance, to the base of a series of rapids, where those upon\\nshore had congregated, and were waiting, prepared to\\nmassacre them all.\\nOur friends had actually entered the mouth of the\\ncreek, as we have already shown, when the suspicious\\nappearance of the head-gear of the guide awakened the\\napprehensions of old Jud, and the stratagem, so nearly\\nsuccessful, was discovered. __", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0353.jp2"}, "354": {"fulltext": "34*\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nNo doubt the Sioux were confident that they had\\nsuccessfully played a sharp trick upon their old enemy,\\nRed Plume; but, before the matter was ended, they\\nwere compelled to modify their opinion.\\nWhen our dusky hero shot across the river, so close\\nto the redskins that the single one in the canoe detected\\nhim, the discovery was mutual; and when this daring\\nenemy turned toward the other shore, Red Plume sus\u00c2\u00ac\\npected what game was up, and followed him far enough\\nto make sure of his purpose.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cVery good,\u00e2\u0080\u009d reflected the former; \u00e2\u0080\u009cif my brother\\ntakes the place of Red Plume, then will Red Plume take\\nthe place of his brother.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd he came back and unhesitatingly put himself in\\nthe advance of the hostile canoe. The occupants of the\\nlatter very naturally were surprised at this unexpected\\nreturn of their champion, and made several inquiries as\\nto the cause. Red Plume replied, that the whole party\\nof fugitives were descending the stream, but that the\\ntime had not yet come for the exchange of situations.\\nHe had little fear of detection, and managed his case so\\nwell that no suspicions were excited.\\nThe interchange of signals, and the action of the\\nSioux when opposite the mouth of the creek alluded to,\\ngave Red Plume an inkling of the plan for the massa\u00c2\u00ac\\ncre of the fugitives, and he therefore did his utmost to\\ndraw them beyond the place. This required consider\u00c2\u00ac\\nable delicacy and skill, but he succeeded at last, with\\nthe assurance that they would speedily return. A grim", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0354.jp2"}, "355": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n343\\nsmile of triumph lit up his face as he saw his enemies\\ndrawn away from their prey.\\nHaving drawn the Sioux away from the creek, Red\\nPlume conducted them a considerable distance down\\nstream, when he again left them, under the pretence of\\nmaking another attempt to secure the situation of guide\\nfor the fugitives.\\nIn spite of the confident assurance of old Jud, as he\\nplied his paddle, more than one of his companions had\\nserious misgivings of its truth\u00e2\u0080\u0094not of the sincerity of\\nhis belief; but there was the shuddering fear that an\\nawful mistake had been committed.\\nGreat, therefore, was their relief, when the genuine\\nRed Plume suddenly shot out of the darkness and laid\\nhis canoe alongside the larger boat.\\nA few words passed between old Jud and Red\\nPlume, and all was understood.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cThe varmints are right below us,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said the former\\nto his companions, as he turned the bow of the boat\\nacross stream again, and renewed his labor with the\\npaddle.\\nThere was a gradual increase of the moonlight which\\nwas perceptible to all, and which kept their fears con\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly alive, and caused more than one anxious glance\\nback upon the river.\\nThe two parties were now so close to each other that\\nit seemed impossible that they should much longer re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmain invisible. Sensible of this, both Red Plume and\\nold Jud approached the other shore with great care.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0355.jp2"}, "356": {"fulltext": "344\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nHere they were under the disadvantage of moving in\\na much slower current, which was more than compen\u00c2\u00ac\\nsated by the increased likelihood of escaping discovery;\\nbut the danger of this was so imminent that at Red\\nPlume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s suggestion, those who possessed rifles held\\nthem ready for instant use.\\nProvidentially, the result of Red Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s stratagem\\nwas a greater success than he had dared to hope. When\\nhe left the Sioux upon the other side of the river they\\ndrifted slowly downward awaiting his coming, and\\ngrowing somewhat impatient at what, to them, was a\\ncauseless delay.\\nBut as the time wore heavily away, and naught was\\nseen of either Red Plume or their own warrior, a vague\\nidea of something wrong began gradually filtering into\\ntheir brains, and they finally turned about and pursued\\ntheir way up stream again.\\nAs they did so, a sort of wailing whoop was heard\\nfrom the direction of the creek, and they paddled rap\u00c2\u00ac\\nidly in that direction. At the mouth of the stream they\\nmet a canoe containing three warriors, beside a fourth,\\nwho was stark dead and stiff from the shot of old Jud.\\nThe Indians at the rapids had become uneasy at the\\ndelay, and several of them, shortly after the dim report\\nof the rifle, began moving down the banks of the stream\\nto give notice of the coming of the boat. A consider\u00c2\u00ac\\nable distance away, they caught sight of the canoe drift\u00c2\u00ac\\ning with the current. They could see the form of an\\nIndian in it, but his head was bowed on his breast, and", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0356.jp2"}, "357": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n345\\nthere was a stone-like quiet about him which was ex\u00c2\u00ac\\ntremely suggestive. One of the Sioux swam out to\\nhim, when the truth became speedily known.\\nThe Sioux saw that they had been out-generalled,\\nbut they could not fail to understand that the fugitives,\\nin all probability, were below them in the river, strain\u00c2\u00ac\\ning every nerve to reach Fort Grandon ahead of them.\\nAccordingly, they loaded the two canoes with all that\\nthey would contain, and leaving the others upon the\\nshore, started in pursuit.\\nSensible of the value of time, Red Plume permitted\\nno further delay in the progress of the boat. Hitherto\\nthere had been no thought of raising the sail, as with\\ntheir enemies anywhere in the vicinity, such a conspicu\u00c2\u00ac\\nous object would have insured discovery; but that ob\u00c2\u00ac\\njection had vanished with the widening distance be\u00c2\u00ac\\ntween pursuer and pursued, and when Captain Swart-\\nhausen proposed it to Jud, he replied:\\nJust what I war goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 to do.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nDoes Red Plume think it advisable?\\nHe told me to do it, some time ago.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt required but a few minutes to put the mast in posi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion and elevate the sail. There was quite a brisk wind\\nsweeping down the river, so that all circumstances were\\nfavorable, and the fugitives swept southward at a much\\ngreater rate than the powerful limbs of the hunter could\\ndrive them with the paddle.\\nSo soon as they were fairly under way Red Plume\\nagain left his friends, and glided ahead and out into the", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0357.jp2"}, "358": {"fulltext": "346\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nriver, where he would be more likely to detect the ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproach of danger.\\nOld Jud, pretty well exhausted from his great labor,\\nseated himself upon the gunwale for a breathing spell.\\nThe night was warm and close, and the cool air, as it\\nfanned their faces, was refreshingly pleasant.\\nThe boats proceeded rapidly onward, and our friends\\npassed the time in conjectures as to what the coming\\nday would bring forth, when all at once Red Plume\\nmade a low whistle, which old Jud said was an admoni\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of silence, and accordingly, all conversation, even\\nin whispers, was forbidden.\\nShortly after, the fugitives swept round quite an\\nabrupt bend in the river, and immediately caught the\\nstar-like glimmer of a fire, apparently from the very\\ncentre of the river. The hunter instantly lowered the\\nsail, and despite the prohibition of Red Plume, he\\nwhispered to his friends:\\nThere\u00e2\u0080\u0099s another island, and there be a lot of the var\u00c2\u00ac\\nmints upon it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRed Plume instructed his friends to lie idle in the\\nstream until he could learn whether it was safe to at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntempt to pass by the island or not. As it was still a\\nconsiderable distance away, it was not deemed best to\\nobey this order literally, and so he contented himself\\nwith merely taking down the sail and allowing the boat\\nto drift with the current.\\nDuring the absence of their guide, old Jud occupied\\nhimself in scanning the suspicious fire-light, to see", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0358.jp2"}, "359": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n347\\nwhether any signs of human beings could be detected\\nnear it.\\nThe fire burned with a steady glare, which looked as\\nif it had been replenished recently; but, closely as he\\nlooked, he could detect nothing of any figures passing\\nbefore it.\\nIn the course of a half hour Red Plume and his canoe\\nemerged from the darkness, and he and old Jud had a\\nfew minutes\u00e2\u0080\u0099 earnest converse. The guide had even\\nlanded upon the island, and made a thorough examina\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion of it. The result was the discovery of a dozen\\nSioux, all stretched out and sound asleep by the fire.\\nHe could only conjecture what it meant, and that con\u00c2\u00ac\\njecture was that they were a portion of a party, await\u00c2\u00ac\\ning the return of the others.\\nAfter considerable hesitation, it was decided, in view\\nof the great importance of getting forward without\\nfurther delay, to make the attempt to sail by the island\\nduring the darkness, and without learning whether any\\nof their enemies were watching along shore.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0359.jp2"}, "360": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXIII\\nRED PLUME S JOURNEY\\nThe hunter carefully hoisted the sail again and tak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning advantage of the favoring breeze, the boat was soon\\ngliding smoothly and rapidly down the river.\\nIt was arranged that, as before, Red Plume should\\nkeep the lead, and that old Jud should follow the centre\\nof the stream, between the island and mainland. By\\ndoing this they gained the additional impetus of the\\ncurrent, and at the same time did not approach too\\nclosely the shore, where, after all, the real danger may\\nhave lain.\\nFor the purpose of greater safety all, excepting the\\nhunter himself, lowered their heads below the gunwale\\nof the boat, as they neared the glowing camp-fire. As\\nthe sides were not of sufficient thickness to be bullet\u00c2\u00ac\\nproof, no immunity from danger was secured by this\\nartifice, except in so far as it might deceive any foes\\ninto the belief that the vessel was devoid of all occu\u00c2\u00ac\\npants, save the fearless scout, who sat bolt upright in\\nthe bow, directing by word Captain Swarthausen how\\nto steer.\\nIt requires no ordinary nerve for a man to remain ex\u00c2\u00ac\\nposed to a secret shot, disdaining to adopt the ordinary\\n348", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0360.jp2"}, "361": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n349\\nmeans of safety, of which his companions are only too\\nglad to avail themselves.\\nBut old Jud never flinched, as, impelled by wind and\\nthe increasing current, the boat shot swiftly forward\\ninto the narrow channel, on the right of the camp-fire.\\nFrom his position he could see the dark figures of the\\nIndians stretched out as motionless as death, and\\nwhether all this unconsciousness was assumed or not,\\nwas a matter which would soon be settled.\\nRed Plume was already below the camp-fire, and old\\nJud reflected that, whatever occurred, his safety was\\nsecured.\\nHe looked intently in toward the shore as they went\\npast, but the same impressive stillness continued, and\\nthe next moment he drew a sigh of relief as he saw the\\nlower extremity of the island glide backward, and had\\nthe satisfaction of knowing the dangerous point was\\npassed.\\nThere was a general congratulation when the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives were safely beyond this danger, and Prescott re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmarked that all were indeed in God\u00e2\u0080\u0099s special keeping.\\nOut again upon the dark river, with their faces\\nturned southward, and the stiff breeze bowling them\\nalong at a rapid rate, the prospects of our friends\\ngreatly brightened, and a feeling of cheerfulness per\u00c2\u00ac\\nvaded all.\\nSeveral of the party took occasion to indulge in slum\u00c2\u00ac\\nber, while those who did not, chatted and talked the\\nhours away, until Red Plume awaited the approach of", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0361.jp2"}, "362": {"fulltext": "35\u00c2\u00b0\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nold Jud, and informed him that daylight was so close\\nat hand that they would be compelled to lie-by until\\nnight again.\\nSome distance further down stream was a small\\ncreek, up which the scouts would have been glad to run\\nthe canoe; but the time was too short to permit, and old\\nJud accordingly put in shore, and unshipped his sail.\\nThe stoppage aroused all the passengers, who were\\nnaturally alarmed until the cause was explained.\\nIt was necessary that the boat should be entirely hid\\nfrom the view of any who were passing up or down the\\nriver. Accordingly, it was drawn clear up the bank, so\\nfar indeed that there was no possibility of its being de\u00c2\u00ac\\ntected or stolen, unless by overcoming those who had it\\nin charge.\\nHere it was made into a sort of couch for the females,\\nwho were thus given the opportunity to stretch their\\nlimbs, and enjoy a few hours\u00e2\u0080\u0099 quiet sleep\u00e2\u0080\u0094a luxury\\nwhich, from the force of circumstances, had been de\u00c2\u00ac\\nnied them while descending the river.\\nAll, excepting the hunters, stretched themselves out\\nupon the leafy ground, where they were permitted sev\u00c2\u00ac\\neral hours of undisturbed repose, while old Jud and\\nRed Plume acquainted themselves with the peculiarities\\nof their position.\\nAnother matter now forced itself upon the attention\\nof all. They had been a long time without food, and\\nthe question was as to how the means was to be ob\u00c2\u00ac\\ntained for breaking this enforced fast.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0362.jp2"}, "363": {"fulltext": "THE RED. PLUME\\n35i\\nOld Jud relieved their minds on this point by inform\u00c2\u00ac\\ning them that, while they had been reposing, Red\\nPlume had gone off in his boat for the double purpose\\nof seeing what he could do toward obtaining some\\nfood, and also of reconnoitring. They had not very\\nlong to wait before a soft ripple plashed on the beach,\\nand down through the interstices of the bushes the\\ncanoe of Red Plume was seen to glide against the shore,\\nand the Sioux stepped out, picking up several large\\nbirds from the bottom of the boat.\\nAfter drawing the boat up the bank, he made his way\\nup among his waiting friends, when it was discovered\\nthat the birds in his hand were cooked!\\nNone the less enthusiastic for being subdued were the\\nexclamations which followed this discovery. The\\nSioux, appreciating the danger of starting a fire in this\\nportion of the wood, had prepared the meal a goodly\\ndistance away, and then brought it to them by water,\\ndoing it with a skill which shut off all possibility of pur\u00c2\u00ac\\nsuit.\\nThe birds were large, plump and luscious, and al\u00c2\u00ac\\nthough they made rather a moderate meal, it was suf\u00c2\u00ac\\nficient, and most keenly appreciated by all who partook\\nof it.\\nWhile considerable pleasure was produced by the ad\u00c2\u00ac\\nmirable meal furnished by their guide, yet he brought\\nother tidings that produced far different feelings.\\nWhen he first started out, he had serious intentions of\\nmaking his way to Fort Grandon, not to procure help\u00e2\u0080\u0094", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0363.jp2"}, "364": {"fulltext": "35 2\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nfor he was too proud to ask that\u00e2\u0080\u0094but to learn the most\\nadvisable route by which to reach it.\\nHe had gone but a short distance, when he turned\\nback, satisfied that there was no way possible of going\\nto the fort during the day-time. Less than a mile away,\\nhe came upon a farm-house which had been recently\\nburned, while the family, numbering seven individuals,\\nlay partly in the house and partly out of doors, mangled\\nin a manner too revolting to describe. There were signs\\nwhich showed that all this had taken place within\\ntwenty-four hours; and the Sioux were ranging over\\nall the surrounding country in their relentless search\\nfor the unoffending settlers.\\nUnder these circumstances, it would be impossible\\nfor a party of the number of the fugitives to make their\\nway, either through the wood or by water, without at\u00c2\u00ac\\ntracting attention. Between their present location and\\nthe fort was a large portion of open, settled country,\\nacross which it would be a difficult matter for a single\\nperson to make his way without detection.\\nHad there been any opportunity of succeeding, it\\nwas the intention of Red Plume to attempt to reach the\\nfort by a circuitous route through the woods; but he\\nsaw no chance at all, and it was decided to remain\\nwhere they were until nightfall, when the journey\\nwould be resumed.\\nNoon came and passed without anything of note tak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning place; but at that time, Red Plume, who was con\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly on the move, came in with the dispiriting in-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0364.jp2"}, "365": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n353\\nformation that their old enemies\u00e2\u0080\u0094the lake party\u00e2\u0080\u0094were\\ndescending the river.\\nThey had probably been searching along shore for\\nthem which explained their delay. He said there were\\nthree canoes of them, and in the foremost was the negro\\nLige.\\nThe Sioux descended the river quite cautiously,\\nshowing plainly by their manner that they were on the\\nlook-out for \u00e2\u0080\u009csigns.\u00e2\u0080\u009d It is scarcely necessary to say\\nthat they discovered none, and in the course of an hour,\\nvanished around a bend in the appropriately named\\nCrescent River.\\nShortly after their disappearance, several signals\\nwere heard, which looked as if they were in communi\u00c2\u00ac\\ncation with some of their kindred on shore.\\nNothing more was seen or heard of the party, and\\nearly in the afternoon Red Plume left the company with\\nthe declared purpose of visiting Fort Grandon and\\nlearning as nearly as possible the precise character of\\nthe intervening ten miles which lay between them and\\nsafety.\\nThe afternoon passed drearily enough to those who\\nwere left along the river. Occasional intimations were\\nreceived of the proximity of their enemies, but they re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmained undisturbed until nightfall.\\nWe will follow Red Plume, who, toward dusk, was\\na mile or two distant, speeding upward in his canoe.\\nHe had reached and entered Fort Grandon, and was\\nthus far on his return. Having made his journey en-", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0365.jp2"}, "366": {"fulltext": "354\\nTHE RED PLUME\\ntirely by land, he had secured a canoe, and was now\\nmaking all haste to rejoin the fugitives, who he well\\nknew were so anxiously looking for him.\\nHe had incurred considerable risk, both in going and\\ncoming, but by concealing his scarlet plume, he suffered\\nlittle delay in making his way through the hordes of\\nredskins that appeared to overrun the entire country.\\nAs yet he had seen nothing of the old enemies of the\\nlake, and he was looking for them. A mile or two be\u00c2\u00ac\\nlow the spot where the fugitives were in waiting, he\\ncame upon them, their canoes resting against the bank,\\nwhile they appeared to have been joined by quite a\\nnumber of others, and were holding some sort of a jolli\u00c2\u00ac\\nfication, most likely over some massacre in which they\\nhad found an opportunity of joining.\\nRed Plume had replaced his ornamental head ap\u00c2\u00ac\\npendage, so that there could be no mistaking his iden\u00c2\u00ac\\ntity, and paddling out to the middle of the river, in\\nplain view of them all, he stood up in his canoe and ut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered a shout of defiance.\\nDogs of the Sioux! why did you not prevent the pale\\nfaces from going away in the night to Fort Grandon\\nRed Plume cares nothing for you!\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWith which he sat down in his boat again, and tak\u00c2\u00ac\\ning his paddle resumed his course up the stream. But\\nthis taunt was not taken in meekness. An angry whoop\\nwas sent back, and a half dozen sprang in the nearest\\ncanoe and started in pursuit.\\nRed Plume allowed them to approach quite close,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0366.jp2"}, "367": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n355\\nand then raising his rifle took deliberate aim at one of\\nthe redskins and shot him dead. Then he plied his pad\u00c2\u00ac\\ndle with such skill that he gained rapidly upon them,\\nand firing their useless guns, they turned about and re\u00c2\u00ac\\ntreated, followed by his taunts and whoops of defiance.\\nOld Jud had heard and recognized the report of Red\\nPlume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s gun and, as may be supposed, had no little\\ncuriosity to understand what it meant; but as there was\\nno return shot, everything looked favorable to his\\ndusky friend, and he awaited his coming with very little\\napprehension as to his welfare.\\nThe scout came in his cautious and quiet manner,\\nand was among the fugitives before they knew it, old\\nJud being the only one who saw him as his canoe ap\u00c2\u00ac\\nproached.\\nAll were anxious to go, and impatiently awaited the\\ndecision of their dusky friend.\\nWhen all declared their readiness to start, they were\\nsurprised by learning that the remaining ten miles were\\nto be made by land. Red Plume showed the impossi\u00c2\u00ac\\nbility of avoiding the Sioux on the river, on account of\\nthe bright moonlight. The peril was hardly less by\\noverland, but they had no other choice, and it was\\ntaken.\\nThey started in the same order as before, Red Plume\\ntaking the lead, while a considerable distance behind\\nhim came old Jud at the head of the party. As it was\\nnecessary for the Indian, while their way led through\\nthe wood, to keep so far ahead as to be invisible, it was", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0367.jp2"}, "368": {"fulltext": "356\\nTHE RED PLUME\\narranged that he should communicate with the hunter\\nby means of signals.\\nAll being ready, the fugitives started, beseeching\\nkind Heaven still to lead them through the dangerous\\nwilderness.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0368.jp2"}, "369": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXIV\\nTHE OVERLAND ROUTE\\nThe moon shone with unclouded splendor, and but\\nfor the shadow of the. trees, the fugitives would have\\nfound little difference between the night and day.\\nThey moved quite rapidly until several miles were\\ntravelled, when unexpectedly the wood terminated, and\\nthey found themselves upon the margin of the open\\ncountry.\\nFrom where they stood, the land sloped up for a con\u00c2\u00ac\\nsiderable distance, so that it was as if they were^at the\\nbottom of a large hill. Up this they began walking,\\nRed Plume still at their head.\\nReaching the top they found that the prairie was of\\nthe undulating or rolling character, and that within a\\nfew hundred yards of them were the ruins of a farm\\nhouse. In the bright moonlight they plainly distin\u00c2\u00ac\\nguished the blackened ruins, telling impressively of the\\nfearful scenes that had taken place but a short time be\u00c2\u00ac\\nfore.\\nHalting but a few minutes, Red Plume started on,\\nleading his friends a few rods to one side of it. The\\nchimney had been made of stone, and stood silent and\\nblackened, pointing mutely to heaven as if indicating\\n357", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0369.jp2"}, "370": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n35 8\\nthe only refuge at such a time as this. A rough mass\\nof charred logs and boards, told only where a home\\nwith its happy inmates formerly stood.\\nThere were the outbuildings that had shared the\\nsame fate, the garden and the fields of corn and grain\\ntrampled by the infuriated redskins in their eager work\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094all these bore witness to the terrible devastation\\nsweeping over Minnesota, and to the necessity of the\\nstrong military arm to drive it back.\\nOur friends gazed upon these dismal ruins for a few\\nminutes only, and then they started down a sort of\\nrough road, formerly used by the farmers of this region\\nin going to the fort, or to the steamboat landing further\\ndown the river. This, however, was soon deserted, as\\nthere was manifestly great danger in following it.\\nThe Indian, silent and stern, held his place a rod or\\nso in advance, scarcely ever looking over his shoulder\\nto see whether he was followed, while old Jud strode\\nafter him with his long rifle in hand, his keen eyes dart\u00c2\u00ac\\ning from side to side, and behind him came Captain\\nSwarthausen, Muggins, and the rest of the party,\\nscarcely less watchful and observing than he.\\nTheir way for the most part led through cultivated\\nfields, but they had progressed less than a mile, when\\nthey came in sight of a small house, which had evi\u00c2\u00ac\\ndently been the scene of a fierce resistance. It was only\\npartially burned, and the fences and vegetation form\u00c2\u00ac\\nerly surrounding it were all levelled with the ground.\\nThe windows were all broken in, as is sometimes seen", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0370.jp2"}, "371": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n359\\nwhen the walls of a building have been saved from the\\nfire; and brave as was the conduct of the defenders,\\nthey had been forced to succumb at last.\\nWhile yet some distance from this, the party halted\\nin obedience to the stopping of Red Plume, who seemed\\nto look upon the battered structure with some distrust.\\nStanding in the open field, he beckoned to the hunter to\\napproach, while he requested the others to remain where\\nthey were until his return.\\nHe thinks that very likely some of the varmints be\\nthere,\u00e2\u0080\u009d he said, a few minutes later when he walked\\nback and rejoined them.\\nWhy not avoid the house by taking altogether a dif\u00c2\u00ac\\nferent route asked the captain.\\nWe\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll run into worse places\u00e2\u0080\u0094so we\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll wait here till\\nhe finds out for himself.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLook! exclaimed Pipkins, pointing toward the\\nbuilding.\\nAll eyes were turned thitherward, and in the clear\\nmoonlight two figures were seen to issue from the door,\\nand walk toward them.\\nDo those Indians see us asked the wonder-\\nstricken Prescott.\\nThey are coming to meet Red Plume.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhat does it mean\\nOne of \u00e2\u0080\u0099em is an In jin and the other a white\\nman.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe listeners were more mystified than ever. There\\nwas a significant smile upon the face of the hunter, as\\nhe said:", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0371.jp2"}, "372": {"fulltext": "3 5o\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe redskin is the Otter; and the white man\u00e2\u0080\u0094wall,\\ntake a good look at him, and make him out for your\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHe has quite a resemblance to my nephew, Colonel\\nHavens,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Captain Swarthausen, but, of course,\\nit cannot be he.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s jist who it is,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied old Jud.\\nImpossible! he is far away\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nOnly a couple of rods or so.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBut it cannot\u00e2\u0080\u0094\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe two personages were now conversing with Red\\nPlume; and to settle the question of the identity of one\\nof them, Captain Swarthausen abruptly walked toward\\nthe trio, while the others watched him with an interest\\ndifficult to imagine.\\nThey heard the exclamation of surprise, and then\\nsaw the captain shaking the hand of the young man;\\nand then they knew that the hunter had spoken the\\ntruth, and they were astounded.\\nAlmost instantly the parties mingled, and there was\\na handshaking all round.\\nJust as I suspected,\u00e2\u0080\u009d laughed Captain Swarthausen,\\ntaking upon himself the duty of explaining to the\\nothers the singular appearance of his nephew among\\nthem. When he was on the point of starting, there\\ncame an order countermanding the other, and instruct\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him to .wait where he was until further orders were\\nreceived.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nHow was it that Red Plume reported him absent\\nwhen he visited the fort inquired Prescott.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0372.jp2"}, "373": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n361\\nSo he was; but he learned that he was in the neigh\u00c2\u00ac\\nborhood of the fort, and was expected in every minute;\\nand Red Plume told the Otter by what route he was go\u00c2\u00ac\\ning to bring us in, if he brought us in at all. Shortly\\nafter, Colonel Havens returned, and learned the whole\\nparticulars, and he and the Otter started out to inter\u00c2\u00ac\\ncept us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd did Jud know of this? inquired Prescott.\\nHe knew that the colonel was near the fort, but he\\ndidn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t think it best to notify us, for fear that there\\nmight be a disappointment. Isn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t that so, Jud?\\nThe hunter replied in the affirmative, and a general\\nsmile passed round.\\nWhen Lillian Prescott comprehended that Colonel\\nHavens really stood before her, she could scarcely sup\u00c2\u00ac\\npress her feelings; and he felt her hand tremble as he\\ntook it in his own. She believed, all along, that if she\\never met him face to face again she would instantly ask\\nhis forgiveness with the meekness of an humble child;\\nbut a strange revulsion of emotion overcame her, and\\nalthough she bravely strove, she was utterly unable to\\nutter a word. She merely returned the pressure of his\\nhand, and made no response to his eager question as to\\nwhether she was sorry to meet him.\\nThe country is full of Sioux,\u00e2\u0080\u009d said Colonel Havens,\\nas the party stood all together; \u00e2\u0080\u009cif it hadn\u00e2\u0080\u0099t been for the\\nOtter I never would have gotten through.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nAnd how are we to get back again\\nThere will probably be fighting before we reach the\\nfort; but I hope we shall succeed for all that.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0373.jp2"}, "374": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n362\\nRed Plume and the Otter were talking together, and\\nit took but a few minutes for them to reach an under\u00c2\u00ac\\nstanding. Reinforced by this weazen-faced redskin a\\nstill better plan of procedure was adopted by the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives.\\nTheir route, it must be understood, led them over\\nroads, across fields, by the margin of small tracts of\\ntimber, and through a section which, for a new country,\\nwas quite well settled. As it was known that parties\\nof Sioux were constantly ranging over this territory,\\nthe great peril was of encountering some of them.\\nThe more certainly to prevent this, Red Plume, the\\nOtter and old Jud assumed the lead. The first was not\\nonly in advance, but was at considerable distance to the\\nright; the second took a position as far to the left,\\nwhile the hunter occupied the centre.\\nCaptain Swarthausen compared them to skirmishers\\nthrown out to feel the way. By adopting this plan, it\\nwas almost impossible to run into any great danger\\nwithout its detection by one or all of the advance\\nscouts.\\nTime was too precious to admit of any great delay,\\nand Red Plume had his party on the move within ten\\nminutes after the first greeting of Colonel Havens.\\nThe captain was so pleased at meeting his nephew,\\nthat for a considerable time he could pay no heed to\\nany one else, and absorbed his entire attention; but the\\nveteran could not help perceiving, after a while, that he\\noccasionally cast longing glances backward, where", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0374.jp2"}, "375": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 6 3\\nAugustus Pipkins was doing his utmost to entertain his\\ncousin, Lillian Prescott. He would have been blind not\\nto have perceived the cause; and, accordingly, he grad\u00c2\u00ac\\nually edged away to his place beside Muggins, who,\\nfrom some cause or other, seemed more dispirited than\\never\u00e2\u0080\u0094so much so, indeed, that he found himself\\nscarcely able to draw him out. When questioned,\\nrather sharply, however, he declared a wish that he\\nmight fall before reaching the fort; for, since the death\\nof his wife, he had no desire whatever to live, and\\nwould welcome the bullet that would take him away.\\nAugustus Pipkins affected a lofty indifference, as he\\nobserved Colonel Havens step out from the front of the\\nparty where he was walking, and await the approach of\\nthe rear, where he and Lillian were journeying side by\\nside.\\nThe young lover never would have done this had he\\nnot been encouraged by the pressure of the hand and\\nthe look of Lillian s face when they first encountered\\nafter their estrangement.\\nBowing politely to Pipkins, he supposed the latter\\nwould step aside and yield his place to him; but the\\nChicagoan chose to disregard his wishes, and walked\\nthe closer to his cousin.\\nWill you be kind enough to allow me a few minutes\\nwith Miss Prescott? asked the colonel, lifting his hat\\nwith the most studied politeness.\\nI do not see the necessity; she is under my charge/\\nwas the grandiloquent reply of Pipkins.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0375.jp2"}, "376": {"fulltext": "3^4\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nI will be obliged to yoii, if you will leave me for a\\nshort time/\u00e2\u0080\u0099 said Lillian herself, who, as may well be\\nsupposed, was not a little indignant at this response.\\nI regret that I must refuse to comply with your re\u00c2\u00ac\\nquest/ was the astonishing answer.\\nThere was no telling what this matter would have\\nculminated in had not Edith come to the rescue.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0098Adolphus, you will not refuse to give me a few min\u00c2\u00ac\\nutes/ she asked, as Fielding helped the case by moving\\naway, and offering his place to her.\\nCertainly/ said Pipkins, as, with all the grace at\\nhis command, he took his place beside the sister, who\\nstraightway devoted all her ability to entertaining him,\\nand withdrawing his attention from the couple behind\\nhim.\\nThe latter lingered and loitered until they were as far\\nin the rear as was prudent, and still they were silent.\\nNow that the opportunity so ardently prayed for had\\ncome to Lillian, she found pride struggling again in her\\nheart, and threatening to smother all the resolutions she\\nhad made.\\nDid you receive my letter he finally asked, in a\\nvoice so low that he knew no ears but hers heard him.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cYes,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she responded, in a trembling voice; \u00e2\u0080\u009cyou\\nnever should have written it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWhy not?\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nBecause there was no necessity for it.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cI thought there was; I had every reason to believe", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0376.jp2"}, "377": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n365\\nI treated you badly,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she said, forcing down her\\npride. I called to you to come back, but you would\\nnot heed me.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nI did not hear you,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied the colonel, as his heart\\ngave a great bound of delight at the confession of her\\nwho held all the love of his soul.\\nIf you had heard me, would you have come? she\\nasked, looking him archly in his face.\\nNo power could have prevented me. Never have I\\nknown such sadness as has been mine since I last saw\\nyou. When I found that I had a chance of assisting\\nyou and your friends, I came out with the Otter, deter\u00c2\u00ac\\nmined to do all that was possible, except to recognize\\nor speak to you. When I met you, I concluded to shake\\nhands, so as to escape occasion for remark upon the\\npart of the others; and then your actions led me to ask\\nfor the opportunity to say a word or two to you, and\\nnow that I have obtained it, what shall I say?\\nYou may tell me some other time,\u00e2\u0080\u009d she replied,\\nlooking toward him, while her eyes spoke the great love\\nthat welled up from her heart.\\nDearest Lillian, I cannot express the happiness this\\nnight has given. If my separation from you plunged\\nme into the lowest depth of despair, so has this meeting\\nraised me to the highest pinnacle of delight. If you\\nwere trifling with me, I was over-serious with you, and\\nimpelled you to your assumed indifference. But the\\ncloud that came between us, and that dimmed our\\nfuture, has cleared away, and all is well. Is it not so", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0377.jp2"}, "378": {"fulltext": "3 66\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nLillian answered with an inclination of the head, for\\nshe durst not trust her voice. Was she not as happy as\\nhe? Had one suffered more than the other? If both\\nhad been equally sorrowful, were not both equally\\nglad?\\nThey walked side by side in silence, but their hearts\\nwere in communion, and each felt that there was no one\\nupon earth whom they could envy. Hardly conscious\\nof the distance passed, they had followed instinctively\\ntheir friends in front, scarcely thinking of the peril\\nwhich was really deepening around them, until now it\\nmay be said they awakened to a sense of their situation,\\nand turned their thoughts to others as well as them\u00c2\u00ac\\nselves.\\nThey felt the propriety of rejoining the others, who\\nmore than once had looked at them in a way which\\nshowed that they suspected, even if they were not cer\u00c2\u00ac\\ntain of what was going on.\\nAt this time they were crossing a sort of prairie, cov\u00c2\u00ac\\nered with long grass, but uncultivated and unenclosed\\nby any fence or boundary marks. It seemed to stretch\\nfor several miles in advance, and was unrelieved by any\\nvisible object except a distant cabin, which, as dimly\\nseen, bore no signs of disturbance from hostile bands.\\nThe three scouts thrown out in advance were faintly\\nvisible, now and then, as they steadily made their way\\nover the prairie; but as yet there was no communica\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion between them and those in the rear.\\nIt was observed that they so shaped their course as to", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0378.jp2"}, "379": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n367\\nleave the house spoken of on the right. As the fugi\u00c2\u00ac\\ntives advanced nearer to this it was seen to be com\u00c2\u00ac\\nposed entirely of logs, and so far as they could judge,\\nit had not been disturbed by Indians\u00e2\u0080\u0094a circumstance\\nwhich more than one of the party was disposed to look\\nupon with distrust, although Colonel Havens could see\\nnothing in it to excite apprehension.\\nThe humble-looking structure was passed by a few\\nhundred yards, when the crack of a rifle was heard\\nfrom the front, followed by another, and another. Our\\nfriends paused, undetermined what to do; but they had\\nnot long to wait, when Red Plume, the Otter, and old\\nJud were distinguished running toward them at full\\nspeed, all converging in a manner which showed that\\neach was doing his best to reach the house that the main\\nparty had just passed.\\nInto the cabin! called out the hunter, in his sten\u00c2\u00ac\\ntorian voice; the varmints be coinin JJ\\nThat\u00e2\u0080\u0099s so,\u00e2\u0080\u009d added Colonel Havens. Hear them\\nshout\u00e2\u0080\u0094and yonder they come!\\nIt looked as if there were fully fifty of them, mounted\\non horseback, shouting and screeching like fiends, and\\nin full pursuit of the three flying scouts.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0379.jp2"}, "380": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXV\\nTHE PRAIRIE FIGHT\\nThere was no longer any thought of whom the set\u00c2\u00ac\\ntler\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cabin might contain, but all turned and ran\\ntoward it.\\nThose in the front, hearing the frenzied cry of\\nDinah, hesitated; but the captain waved them on again,\\nand then spoke to Muggins:\\nCome, we shall have to lend her a hand, for she\\ncan\u00e2\u0080\u0099t help herself.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRunning back a rod or two, they caught her, one by\\neither arm, and she almost ceased her efforts, relying\\nupon them.\\nAnd all this time some fifty mounted Sioux were\\nbearing down upon the scene, shouting, screeching,\\nwhooping, like so many fiends, and frequently dis\u00c2\u00ac\\ncharging their guns, and brandishing the weapons over\\ntheir heads.\\nRed Plume had not detected them until the whole\\nhorde dashed out of the woods in front, and bore un\u00c2\u00ac\\nhesitatingly down upon them. They could only fire\\ntheir guns and turn back with utmost speed.\\nAll three, being remarkably fleet of foot, reached the\\ndeserted building slightly in advance of the others, and\\n368", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0380.jp2"}, "381": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n369\\nhurried in. There was but a single door and window,\\nand both of these had been battered in, so that there was\\nno means of barring them against the entrance of a foe.\\nBut the rude hut offered shelter; and, satisfied on\\nthis point, they turned to the assistance of their friends.\\nPipkins was the first to enter, and immediately be\u00c2\u00ac\\nhind him came Prescott and his wife, Colonel Havens\\nand Lillian hurried immediately after, and then Cato;\\nbut Edith had stumbled, and, ere she and Fielding could\\nreach the shelter, an Indian horseman rushed between\\nthem and made straight for the girl.\\nA horrified scream went up from the mother, and she\\nfell swooning to the floor. The rifle of the Friend was\\nnot loaded, but clubbing it, he drew it back and awaited\\nthe onslaught of the savage; but scarcely a dozen feet\\nseparated the two, when the Sioux threw up his arms\\nwith an ear-splitting shriek, and rolled from the side of\\nhis horse, slain by a bullet from the rifle of old Jud.\\nSeeing how narrowly he had escaped, the Quaker\\nlifted the fainting Edith from the ground, and carrying\\nher as he would have carried an infant, made a dash\\nfor the house, and, assisted by many willing hands, was\\ndrawn within with his precious burden, just in time\\nfor both to escape a fearful death.\\nBut the return of Muggins, Captain Swarthausen\\nand Dinah was cut off, and a half dozen Indian horse\u00c2\u00ac\\nmen were already between them and the house.\\nThey are lost unless we save them! exclaimed\\nColonel Havens. Who will follow me?\u00e2\u0080\u0099", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0381.jp2"}, "382": {"fulltext": "37\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nWith which, the colonel leaped through the door,\\nclosely followed by Red Plume and the Otter, while\\nPrescott allowed himself to be restrained by the hunter\\nand his family.\\nThe assault of the Sioux proved that they were\\nmounted upon horses of all degrees of fleetness, for\\nscarcely two of them rode at the same speed; and, at\\nthe moment the three men rushed forth to the rescue of\\ntheir friends, about half a dozen were closing around\\nthem, and attempting to cut them down.\\nCaptain Swarthausen had drawn a revolver, with\\nwhich he had managed to arm himself, and coolly\\nawaited the attack. Muggins was without weapons of\\nany kind; and seeing that he could be of no assistance\\nto either of his companions, he made a plunge for the\\ncabin, in the hope of making his way between the\\nhorses during the confusion of the moment.\\nBy this time he was encircled by the furious horse\u00c2\u00ac\\nmen, and while he paused, bewildered and not knowing\\nwhich way to turn, he was shot dead by one of the\\nSioux on the outer edge of the circle. The poor fellow\\nuttered one groan, and expired without a word.\\nThere is no use of trying to stay here,\u00e2\u0080\u009d Captain\\nSwarthausen had said, a few minutes before. Fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlow me as close as you can, Dinah, and, with the assist\u00c2\u00ac\\nance of our friends, maybe we shall succeed in reaching\\nthe house.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIt was a fortunate thing that the captain possessed a\\nloaded revolver, for the Sioux appreciated that weapon.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0382.jp2"}, "383": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n37 i\\nAs an indication of what he could do, he sent a ball\\ncrashing through the nearest bronzed skull, and then\\ninstantly wheeled and pointed it at the next; but the\\nterrified redskin ducked his head, and threw himself on\\nthe opposite side of his horse, with such celerity that the\\naim was disconcerted, and the captain forbore to fire,\\nunwilling to throw away a single shot.\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0099m with you! shouted Colonel Havens, as he\\nbounded to his side, pistol in hand. Be careful, and\\ndon\u00e2\u0080\u0099t let them get behind you.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nSide by side the two soldiers advanced, firing in\\nevery direction, but with a care which showed their fear\\nof being left with empty chambers. The Indians kept\\nclosing around them, but their manoeuvres were not a\\nlittle obstructed by Red Plume and the Otter, who were\\nwhisking and dodging hither and thither with a dex\u00c2\u00ac\\nterity that could not be surpassed. Each held a long\\nhunting-knife in his hand, and fought with that weapon\\nalone.\\nDinah did her best to keep as near the officers as pos\u00c2\u00ac\\nsible, and she came near stumbling over them several\\ntimes. The greater portion of the distance was passed,\\nwhen a daring Sioux forced his horse between the par\u00c2\u00ac\\nties, and she found herself shut entirely from all assist\u00c2\u00ac\\nance.\\nWe have shown how Colonel Havens and Captain\\nSwarthausen had all they could do to attend to their\\nown safety; neither Red Plume nor the Otter paid the\\nleast attention to Dinah, caring little whether she es\u00c2\u00ac\\ncaped or not.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0383.jp2"}, "384": {"fulltext": "372\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nAnd thus it came about that she was left friendless\\namong her enemies, who showed a curious anxiety to\\nmake a prisoner of her.\\nTwo Sioux seized the bulky lady with a grip of iron,\\nand despite her furious resistance, she was cast upon\\nthe back of a horse, and one of them vaulted upon the\\nanimal behind her, holding her firmly in position,\\nagainst her most determined struggles.\\nThe horsemen then headed toward the woods, and\\nput his animal to a rapid gallop. Dinah, all the time,\\nnever ceased her struggles, despite their manifest in\u00c2\u00ac\\nutility, as the savage held her with great strength and\\nfirmness.\\nBut when he was yet a good distance from the wood\\nhe observed another Indian on horseback speeding\\ntoward him. He paid little attention to his brother,\\nexcept to see that he was better mounted than himself,\\nand that their routes were converging.\\nNearer, nearer, they came, until scarce twenty yards\\nseparated them, when the stranger shouted, in the\\nSioux tongue:\\nHalt!\\nNot a little surprised at such a command, the Indian\\npartly reined up his horse, and looked inquiringly at\\nhim. As he did so, he saw the upraised rifle flash,\\nheard the crack, and never saw or heard anything more.\\nMassa sakes! what\u00e2\u0080\u0099s going to \u00e2\u0080\u0099come ob me!\\ngroaned Dinah, as she rolled to the ground, with her\\ninanimate captor. I do b\u00e2\u0080\u0099lebe I\u00e2\u0080\u0099m shook to pieces.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0384.jp2"}, "385": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n373\\nRun to the woods and hide! called the other In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndian, as he sped away again with his horse at full speed.\\nAmazed and bewildered as the woman was at her\\nsudden deliverance, she yet had the good sense to obey\\nthe injunction of the Indian, and she accordingly hied\\ntoward the woods at her best speed.\\nChiefly through the distraction caused by the manoeu\u00c2\u00ac\\nvres of Red Plume and the Otter, Colonel Havens and\\nCaptain Swarthausen were enabled to reach the build\u00c2\u00ac\\ning, from which old Jud had rushed to their assistance,\\nand the three dashed in again, in time to escape any\u00c2\u00ac\\nthing more than a few scratches.\\nRed Plume followed the next moment, bearing in his\\nhand a reeking scalp, which no one knew how he had\\nobtained, and with a whoop of defiance he leaped into\\nthe building unharmed.\\nWhere is the Otter asked the hunter.\\nHe is lost! he is lost! exclaimed the panting col\u00c2\u00ac\\nonel. Is there no way to save him!\\nHe ain\u00e2\u0080\u0099t lost,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Red Plume; he go way\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nhe no come in. See!\\nAs he spoke he pointed out on the prairie, where a\\nthrilling scene was visible.\\nThe Otter seemed to be in the centre of a group of\\nfully twenty horsemen, who were pressing and riding\\nagainst each other in their efforts to cut him down or\\ntake him prisoner, while he dodged and leaped hither\\nand thither, avoiding their blows with an agility that\\nyvas little short of the marvellous.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0385.jp2"}, "386": {"fulltext": "374\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nSo absorbing was the spectacle that the other In\u00c2\u00ac\\ndians, who, from the nature of the case, were prevented\\nfrom mingling in the fray, sat motionless upon their\\nhorses, watching the efforts to make a prisoner of the\\ndaring scout.\\nAnd the fugitives, forgetful of their own danger,\\ncrowded the single door and window, and scarcely\\nbreathed, while all this was going on.\\nSuddenly, while they were gazing with rapt atten\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, the Otter shot from beneath a horse\u00e2\u0080\u0099s belly upon\\nthe extreme periphery of the circle of horsemen, and\\nran with astonishing speed directly across the open\\nplain to where the riderless animal of the first Indian\\nwho had been shot was cropping the grass.\\nBy the time his enemies had fairly comprehended his\\nintention, he was upon the back of the horse like a\\nmonkey, had turned his head toward the woods, and\\nwas going at full speed, with the twenty Indians in pur\u00c2\u00ac\\nsuit.\\nWe have shown how this was the fleetest horse of\\nthem all, and the Otter speedily left them so far behind\\nthat they gave up the pursuit; and, as already narrated,\\nhe came up to the captor of Dinah just in time to save\\nher and send her hiding to the woods.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0386.jp2"}, "387": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXVI\\nTHE LAST STRUGGLE FOR LIFE\\nA cheer of admiration went up from the fugitives\\nas they witnessed the matchless exploit of the Otter,\\nand saw him and his horse vanishing with the speed of\\nthe wind over the prairie.\\nThe iron features of Red Plume relaxed with a grim\\nsmile as he saw the triumph of his comrade, but he said\\nnothing. He knew what his manoeuvre meant from\\nthe beginning.\\nWith the disappearance of the Otter, our friends\\ncame back to the alarming truth regarding their own\\nsituation.\\nBack, all of you! commanded old Jud, turning\\nabout and spreading out his arms, as if he were driving\\nsheep. Keep away from the door and winder, or\\nyou\u00e2\u0080\u0099ll get bored with their lead.\\nThe struggle of which we spoke in the preceding\\nchapter eventuated in impressing the Sioux with a fair\\nestimate of the courage of the fugitives, and they\\nshowed a hesitation in attacking them in their strong\u00c2\u00ac\\nhold, which was noticed and commented upon by more\\nthan one of our friends.\\nThe horsemen galloped back and forth upon the\\n375", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0387.jp2"}, "388": {"fulltext": "376\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nprairie, and, from their position, continued firing sev\u00c2\u00ac\\neral dropping shots at the house, but none of which en\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered either the door or window.\\nThus matters stood, when Red Plume perceived\\nsomething crawling through the prairie grass, in the\\nvicinity of the house. It all at once flashed across his\\nmind that this must be the Indian who had been shot\\nby old Jud, and whose horse was afterward captured by\\nthe Otter. He had evidently been only wounded, and\\nhad hitherto lain motionless in the hopes that his\\nfriends might rescue him. Taking advantage of the\\nattention of the whites being directed toward his party,\\nhe was now endeavoring to crawl off to the rear of the\\nhouse, where he would be comparatively safe.\\nIt was not characteristic of Red Plume to allow any\\nsuch proceeding directly under his eyes. With a mut\u00c2\u00ac\\ntered exclamation to Jud, he lay down his rifle, placed\\nhis hand upon his hunting knife, and in a crouching\\nposture ran rapidly out toward the man.\\nWhen the chief saw Red Plume stealing rapidly\\ntoward him, he knew who was coming, and he strug\u00c2\u00ac\\ngled upon one knee, and drew his knife to defend him\u00c2\u00ac\\nself, for he expected no mercy from him.\\nThe friendly Indian approached with due caution,\\nand in the wounded condition of his foe, he easily dis\u00c2\u00ac\\narmed him. Then, instead of finishing him, he caught\\nhim in his herculean grasp, and ran rapidly toward the\\nhouse, which he safely reached.\\nThe Sioux were unwilling to give up their chief, even", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0388.jp2"}, "389": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3 77\\nafter he had been carried in triumph within the build\u00c2\u00ac\\ning. They rode back and forth over the prairie, in\\nfront of the house, as though they were bewildered, and\\nat a loss what to do. Red Plume and old Jud atten\u00c2\u00ac\\ntively watched them, and when one of their horsemen\\ngalloped up to within a few rods of the door, they saw\\nthat he wished to parley with them. He held up both\\nhands, as evidence that he carried no weapons.\\nWill Red Plume come forth and talk with his\\nbrother? he asked, in the Sioux tongue.\\nThe Indian unhesitatingly stepped forth from the\\nbuilding, and advanced half-way to the horseman.\\nWhat does my brother wish\\nLeaping Panther, the great chief of the Sioux na\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion, is wounded and in the power of Red Plume.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nRed Plume took him prisoner.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThe Sioux warriors are bowed with grief, for their\\nchief is with them no more. We will give six of our\\nbest horses if Red Plume will send Leaping Panther\\nback to his people.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe want no horses,\u00e2\u0080\u009d replied Red Plume, for the\\nSioux have more than we, and they could do us no\\ngood.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nWe will give you horses that will carry you to the\\nfort, and the Sioux warriors shall harm no one, if Leap\u00c2\u00ac\\ning Panther comes back to us.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nLeaping Panther shall go back to his warriors, if\\nthey will go away and allow us to pass over the prairie\\nto the great fort.\u00e2\u0080\u009d", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0389.jp2"}, "390": {"fulltext": "31 s\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nThe emissary immediately closed with this offer, and\\nrode back to his companions to acquaint them with the\\ngood news.\\nRed Plume now made known his plans. Upon the\\nreturn of the messenger, he would accept his offer, but\\nmake the condition that the Sioux should retire over a\\nhill a short distance away, and there await the coming\\nof their chief, who would be conducted to the top by\\nRed Plume himself. If these conditions were agreed\\nto, the Indian intended to send the fugitives out of the\\nhouse the very instant the Sioux were beyond sight,\\nand they were to take a round about way to the woods\\nand the fort.\\nOnly a few minutes elapsed, when the Sioux messen\u00c2\u00ac\\nger returned, riding still closer to the door, while the\\nrest of the horsemen hovered several hundred yards\\naway.\\nRed Plume waited with an assumption of indiffer\u00c2\u00ac\\nence for the savage to renew the conference.\\nIf Red Plume will return Leaping Panther to his\\nwarriors, then shall he and his friends go to the big\\nfort without harm.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nIf my brethren will go over yonder hill, and re\u00c2\u00ac\\nmain, then will I bring Leaping Panther to them.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThese conditions were not exactly pleasant, but they\\ncould not help themselves, and they announced their\\nacceptance.\\nAs the messenger was about riding away, Red Plume\\ncalled to him, and insinuated that, as Leaping Panther", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0390.jp2"}, "391": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n379\\nwas pretty badly wounded, he would like a horse to as\u00c2\u00ac\\nsist in carrying him back. This was another rather\\nimpudent demand, which was submitted to somewhat\\nreluctantly.\\nThe savage dismounted, and Red Plume advanced\\nand took his animal, leading him back to the house,\\nwhere there was quite a party deeply interested in the\\nproceedings.\\nRed Plume and his friends watched the messenger as\\nhe ran rapidly back to where the main body were await\u00c2\u00ac\\ning him. There he paused, and he could be seen con\u00c2\u00ac\\nsulting earnestly with them.\\nSuddenly, the whole band turned about and rode to\\nthe hill, and vanished over the top.\\nThe minute they had disappeared, old Jud said:\\nNow make yourselves ready.\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nThere were few preparations to make, and such as\\nthey were they were completed almost as soon as the\\ncommand itself.\\nRed Plume now placed his animal between the door\\nand the place where he judged their enemies to be.\\nThen he and old Jud stepped out, bearing, or, rather,\\nhelping to support the suffering chief between them.\\nBy this means the view of the Sioux was effectually\\nshut off from the door.\\nThe minute matters were put in shape, the word was\\ngiven for the fugitives to start.\\nThey had been apprised of the danger they ran, and\\nfully instructed as to what they should do. So they", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0391.jp2"}, "392": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n3^0\\nstole out like so many phantoms, one by one, until they\\nhad all vanished out of sight behind the building.\\nHere every one of them sank upon his hands and\\nknees, and began crawling away, keeping the house so\\nfar as possible between them and the suspicious eleva\u00c2\u00ac\\ntion that had been pointed out by old Jud, just before\\nstarting.\\nSome ten minutes were frittered away in assisting\\nLeaping Panther to the horse, and getting him ready to\\nmount. At the end of that time, matters were deftly\\narranged, so that old Jud slunk out of sight, and fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed hard after his friends, without any Sioux on the\\nhilltop suspecting what was going on.\\nAfter an extraordinary amount of labor, Leaping\\nPanther was fairly astride the animal; but it was mani\u00c2\u00ac\\nfest that the position caused him great pain, so Red\\nPlume pulled him off, and assisted him up on the other\\nside, not helping the unfortunate fellow much, but\\ngaining a few minutes\u00e2\u0080\u0099 precious time, which was all\\nthat he expected or cared to do.\\nAt last the two were astride the animal; and what\\nwith the several delays that had occurred it was fully\\nhalf an hour since our friends had started. Any fur\u00c2\u00ac\\nther delay would excite the suspicion of those in wait\u00c2\u00ac\\ning.\\nStill, Red Plume advanced with great tardiness until\\nhe had begun to ascend the hill, when one of the Sioux\\nrode over the hill as if to meet him. The captor in\u00c2\u00ac\\nstantly halted and waved him back.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0392.jp2"}, "393": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n38i\\nHis gesture was obeyed, and when he had disap\u00c2\u00ac\\npeared, Red Plume resumed his journey. Reaching\\nthe top, he saw the Sioux drawn up in a body.\\nHe sat motionless upon his horse, until everything\\nwas in shape to suit him. Then, suddenly lifting Leap\u00c2\u00ac\\ning Panther from his horse, he dropped him to the\\nground, wheeled about and galloped down the hill at\\nthe top of his horse\u00e2\u0080\u0099s speed.\\nSo suddenly was this done, that he had well nigh\\nreached the cabin ere his movement was fully compre\u00c2\u00ac\\nhended. Observing their leader fall to the ground they\\nsupposed he had been killed, and dashed forward to see.\\nBut a few seconds were sufficient to convince them that\\nRed Plume had honestly kept his bargain.\\nThe instant Leaping Panther could make himself\\nheard, he told his warriors that the whites had already\\nfled, and ordered them to be pursued.\\nThey lost no time in following Red Plume, and when\\nthe pursuing horsemen reached the top, they saw him\\nspeeding across the prairie, straight ahead in a direction\\nat right angles to the one taken by the fugitives, and\\nwhile some followed, others rode up to the house to\\nmake sure that their chief was not mistaken. They\\nwere speedily satisfied on that point.\\nRed Plume\u00e2\u0080\u0099s object was to draw the Sioux away\\nfrom the whites, but he failed. They suspected the\\nruse, and while some followed him, others went right\\nand left, it so happening that some six or eight of them\\ntook precisely the route by which they had attempted\\nto escape.", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0393.jp2"}, "394": {"fulltext": "382\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nIt was a cruel lot that condemned our friends to be\\ntrifled with by fortune, as they were now doomed to be.\\nThey had gone so far on their hands and knees, that\\nthey had deemed it safe to rise to their feet, when they\\nhurried forward with all the speed of which they were\\ncapable.\\nOld Jud, as usual, took the lead, and behind him came\\nthe others, the females bearing themselves like heroines,\\nand no one complaining.\\nOld Jud was not acquainted with this section, but he\\nknew the general direction to be followed, and he did it\\nto the best of his ability.\\nSomething like a furlong intervened between them\\nand the forest, when they saw his scared face, as he\\nlooked back and exclaimed:\\nThere they come! Make for the woods!\\nAt the same instant they heard the whoops behind\\nthem, and all started to run. There was a prospect of\\ngaining the cover of the trees, from which they might\\ndefend themselves, and they sped over the ground with\\nthe men supporting and encouraging the females, and\\nall still hopeful.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u009cStop!\u00e2\u0080\u009d commanded the hunter; \u00e2\u0080\u009cit s all up!\\nthere s no use of goin\u00e2\u0080\u0099 any further!\\nHe pointed toward the wood, from which the horri\u00c2\u00ac\\nfied whites saw another party of horsemen issuing di\u00c2\u00ac\\nrectly in front of them. They were thus between two\\ncompanies, and to escape from both was a moral im\u00c2\u00ac\\npossibility", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0394.jp2"}, "395": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XXXVII\\nTHE END\\nThe despairing exclamation had hardly escaped the\\nhunter, when Colonel Havens flung his hat high in air\\nand shouted:\\nSaved! saved! saved!\\nAt the same time he danced about like a madman,\\nand the next instant Captain Swarthausen and Augus\u00c2\u00ac\\ntus Pipkins imitated him.\\nFor out of the darkness of the wood came, not\\ntwenty mounted Sioux, but twenty mounted soldiers\\non a full gallop. The Otter had made all haste to Fort\\nGrandon with the tidings that Colonel Havens was sur\u00c2\u00ac\\nrounded by Indians, and unless a large force was sent\\nto his relief, his death was certain, and the commandant\\nsent twenty of his best Indian fighters, not knowing\\nthat the fate of the colonel was inextricably interwoven\\nwith that of a certain band of fugitives.\\nSimultaneous with the discovery of their friends, the\\nsoldiers fired a volley at the approaching Sioux.\\nThe sudden onset of the white horsemen created an\\ninstant panic among the Sioux, who wheeled about,\\nlike a flash, and thundered away over the prairie, bear\u00c2\u00ac\\ning a number of dead and dying with them.\\n383", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0395.jp2"}, "396": {"fulltext": "3^4\\nTHE RED PLUME\\nIn the space of ten minutes not a hostile Indian was\\nto be seen. And the relief had not come a moment too\\nsoon. Wearied and exhausted; tortured by anxiety\\nand fear; now revived by sudden hope, then paralyzed\\nby despair, the fugitives were scarcely able to walk.\\nThe Otter gave up his horse to Colonel Havens, who\\ntook Lillian Prescott in front of him, while the first\\nseated himself behind Red Plume. Some kind hearted\\nfrontiersman made a similar arrangement, by which\\nFielding and Edith were supported by another, Mr.\\nand Mrs. Prescott upon another, Captain Swarthausen\\nand old Jud upon another, Augustus Pipkins and Cato\\nupon still another, and so the whole party at last were\\nmounted, and turned their faces toward Fort Grandon.\\nSomething like a couple of miles still intervened, and\\nthey were slowly progressing, when, to their great sur\u00c2\u00ac\\nprise and delight, they came suddenly upon old Dinah,\\nwho had been lying concealed in the woods, and hear\u00c2\u00ac\\ning them laughing and talking, had hastened to join\\nthem. After an affectionate meeting with her son Cato,\\nshe was hoisted upon the back of a powerful beast, and\\nthey started off again.\\nWith such a strong escort, our friends bade farewell\\nto all fear, and Fort Grandon was reached an hour later\\nwithout any disturbance from the Sioux, who were\\nhovering in the wood.\\nThe subsequent history of the Minnesota Massacres\\nis too well known to need further reference here.\\nWhen safety had again been restored to Minnesota,", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0396.jp2"}, "397": {"fulltext": "THE RED PLUME\\n33 5\\nthe principal ones of those whose fortunes we have fol\u00c2\u00ac\\nlowed for a time, returned to Sleeping Water Lake, and\\nagain reared their houses and established their homes.\\nThe parents of Fielding the Friend occupied a pleas\u00c2\u00ac\\nant little cottage, and near them dwelt their beloved\\nson and daughter.\\nAugustus Pipkins, at last accounts, was still unmar\u00c2\u00ac\\nried and engaged in life insurance business in Chicago.\\nCaptain Swarthausen was now a colonel in the regu\u00c2\u00ac\\nlar army, which, he affirmed, was the culminating point\\nof his ambition. When away from his duty, which is\\nindeed rare, he makes his home in the \u00e2\u0080\u009cBird\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Nest,\u00e2\u0080\u009d\\nas he calls the delightful little cottage, where the gen\u00c2\u00ac\\neral and his wife Lillian, and their mischievous young\\nheir (named after the old veteran) consider themselves\\nso happy that they envy no man or woman on earth.\\nJubal Judkins, or \u00e2\u0080\u009cOld Jud,\u00e2\u0080\u009d as he was more famil\u00c2\u00ac\\niarly termed, was killed several months afterward,\\nwhile serving as a scout upon a military expedition. He\\nreceived a soldier\u00e2\u0080\u0099s burial, and more than one bronzed\\nface was moistened with tears, as they laid the honest\\nfellow away in the ground, there to take his long, last\\nsleep.\\nRed Plume and Otter moved further west before the\\nadvancing tide of civilization, and all subsequent record\\nof them has been lost.\\nTHE END", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0397.jp2"}, "398": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3199", "width": "2038", "jp2-path": "redplume00elli_0_0398.jp2"}, "399": {"fulltext": "THE FAMOUS\\nHENTY BOOKS\\nThe Boys Own Library\\nJ2mo Cloth\\nG. A. Henty has long held the field as th\u00c2\u00ab\\nmost popular boys\u00e2\u0080\u0099 author. Age after age\\nof heroic deeds has been the subject of his\\npen, and the knights of old seem very real in\\nhis pages. 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