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Identifier: huntonsnowshoes00elli (find matches)
Title: A hunt on snow shoes
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Ellis, Edward Sylvester, 1840-1916 Prittie, Edwin J
Subjects: Children's stories, Canadian
Publisher: Chicago, Philadelphia (etc.) The J. C. Winston Company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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to pay for the meat weate? The red-skin mumbled something in his owntongue, and eagerly accepted the money, drop-ping it into his capacious trowsers pocket,where the jingle of the pieces seemed to fillhis soul with happiness. This looked as if the matter was settled, andthe lad waited, with some impatience, for theirrifles to be handed back to them. When at lasthe made bold to ask for the weapons, he wasnot only refused with great rudeness, but thefleshy Indian, who appeared to be a sort of chiefor leader raised his knife in a threatening man-ner, and pointing to the north, ordered them tomove away. Frightened, and angry that they should betreated thus within a comparatively short dis-tance of their own home, the lads had no choicebut to obey, and side by side they moved off ontheir snow-shoes, the three Indians followingthem closely, and looking as if nothing wouldplease them better than to shoot down theirprisoners. What do you suppose is the meaning of all 1 3(t i. 55*rt 1 S- a*vT
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THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR, LENOX ANDT1LDEN FOUNDATI- THE INDIANS 127 this ? asked Clarence, after they had walked ashort distance. I think they intend to take us further intothe woods and slay us. They are all murder-ers, as you called them awhile ago, and thatdirty, fat Indian has the wickedest looking faceI ever saw! I wonder where Pierre is? *l He is our only hope, said Sydney. Theyhave our guns, and can do what they please withus, but they wont be able to manage him sowell. Hell raise a rumpus when he overtakesthem. I dont believe they know he had us incharge, else they would have been more care-ful how they treated us. It must have been thesmoke of their camp-fire that we saw. Such proved to be the case, for in a quarter ofan hour they came to a spot where the snowhad been cleared away, and a large fire thathad been burning all night, was still smoulder-ing and sending out a grateful warmth. The appearance of the camp showed thatthese Indians had spent some time there.The

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