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Otis, James, 1848-1912

"Neal, the Miller"


The stillness of the night, the soothing sounds of the foliage, moved to
and fro by the gentle wind, soon lulled him to sleep, despite his anxiety;
and when he next opened his eyes the sun was shining directly upon him
through the leaves; but neither Sewatis nor the prisoner could be seen.
Walter leaped to his feet, searched to and fro several moments in vain,
and then found a trail leading eastward across the river.
Sewatis had returned to his own tribe, and with him had gone, however
unwillingly, James Albert and the warrant for the young messenger's
arrest.
CHAPTER VI SEWATIS
STEPHEN was naturally surprised when, on being awakened, he was informed
of the departure of Sewatis with the prisoner; but he did not regard it as
a matter of any very great importance, save as it indicated that the
disreputable half-breed would not probably be seen in Portsmouth again.
"Most likely Jim Albert did some wrong to the members of Sewatis's tribe,
and that is why the old fellow hung around here, waiting for just such a
chance as he finally got. I don't see why we should trouble our heads
about it."
"I am sorry Sewatis has gone. In addition to being of great assistance to
me, he was a companion, and now I shall be entirely alone."
"In that way it has worked you an injury," Stephen replied, carelessly;
"but on the other hand, you need not fear the half-breed will hunt you
down again in behalf of Sam Haines, which is more than a fair off-set.


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