. ... Ned in the block-house, a tale of early days in the west . ained rapidly. The amazing daring of this pursuit can scarcelybe explained: the Wyandot was straining everynerve to overtake the fugitive, who was strivingwith equal desperation to reach the block-housebefore him. The red man held his formidable toma-hawk in his right hand, and was running straighttoward the building from which the shot was fired,and from which he must have known others werecertain to come. It was precisely as if a singlesoldier should deliberately charge upon a maskedbattery, of whose precise location he was wel
. ... Ned in the block-house, a tale of early days in the west . ained rapidly. The amazing daring of this pursuit can scarcelybe explained: the Wyandot was straining everynerve to overtake the fugitive, who was strivingwith equal desperation to reach the block-housebefore him. The red man held his formidable toma-hawk in his right hand, and was running straighttoward the building from which the shot was fired,and from which he must have known others werecertain to come. It was precisely as if a singlesoldier should deliberately charge upon a maskedbattery, of whose precise location he was well aware. As may be supposed, the Wyandot had not runhalf the intervening distance, when another bluepuff, floating aside from the loophole, accompaniedthe report of a rifle. Jim Turner had fired at theapproaching Wyandot, but he did it so hastilythat he missed him altogether. Is there no way of stopping him ?fi mutteredSam Megill, hurriedly bringing his gun to bearand discharging it; but, astonishing as it mayseem, he missed also. * in > W 75 o SI —-arfiM. THE NEW YORKPUBLIC LIBRARY A8TOR, LENOX ANDTILDBN fOUNDATlONSI L OPENING COMMUNICATION. 125 Jo Stinger was hastily reloading his piece,determined that the daring red man should notescape him, when Ned Preston dashed throughthe door and was safe. As the Colonel quickly shut and fastened theentrance, a heavy thud was heard. The Wyandothad hurled his tomahawk with such prodigiousforce at the vanishing fugitive that the blade wasburied half way to its head, and the handle pro-jecting outward, would have required a power likethat of King Arthur to draw it forth. CHAPTER IX. WITHIN THE BLOCK-HOUSE. TJAVINGr hurled his tomahawk with such ven-omous force at the vanishing fugitive, thebaffled Wyandot, for the first time, seemed tothink of his own safety. The momentum of his furious pursuit carriedhim almost against the door of the block-houseand directly beneath the overhanging floor, built soas to allow the defenders to fire dow
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