. Plucky boys. ces off, the tall, erect figure of aplumed and painted savage. The form was thatof Nomantic, but the features, even at that neardistance, were indistinguishable. Just here they made a striking picture in the moon-light of the grand old forest Phil had sprung tohis feet, and was standing close to the Indian maidensside, one end of his gun resting on the ground, yetfirmly held in both hands. Sampson crouchedcouchant, ready for a deadly spring at a half-instants notice — aye, and what a spring it wouldhave been — while a few yards off stood the motion-less figure of Nomantic. But t
. Plucky boys. ces off, the tall, erect figure of aplumed and painted savage. The form was thatof Nomantic, but the features, even at that neardistance, were indistinguishable. Just here they made a striking picture in the moon-light of the grand old forest Phil had sprung tohis feet, and was standing close to the Indian maidensside, one end of his gun resting on the ground, yetfirmly held in both hands. Sampson crouchedcouchant, ready for a deadly spring at a half-instants notice — aye, and what a spring it wouldhave been — while a few yards off stood the motion-less figure of Nomantic. But the scene remained in tableau but for amoment; for suddenly from the Indian girl herselfcame a cry half of joy, half of pain ; and in anothermoment she was clasped in her own fathers arms. He had thought that all must by this time beover; and unable longer to control his bitter griefand longing, had stolen out to see if his darling-young princess were indeed dead, and v/aiting to bemade ready for her A FEW YARDS OFF STOOD THE MOTIONLESS FIGURE OF NOMANTIC, CAMP HAMPERFORD. 34 No words could express his astonishment, when,on nearing the spot, he saw her not only still alive,but reviving. Lifting her as though she were a child, and grunt-ing forth some strange sounds meant for thanks toPhil, who with rare presence of mind handed himthe bottle containing what remained of Davys luckyginger, he strode with his daughter back to thecamping grounds but a short distance away. But as the sturdy old Indian started away, thepretty creature turned her face towards Phil with alook in her starry eyes he never quite forgot. Touch-ing her pale lips with her slender finger-tips, shewaved her own sweet thanks, and half-bashfullyPhil smiled and waved back a sort of by-by. When half-way back Phil met the entire CampHamperford, turned out to rescue him, as HarryFord remarked. They explained that a dismal howlfrom Watch had awakened them, and then they dis-covered his nowhereness. It was
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