Part 15 (2/2)
”I suppose I do--according to your notion”
”pawnee Brown shall burn--he shall burn slowly,” went on Yellow Elk, reat scout's torture last as long as possible
”Your training on the reservation hasn't civilized you much, Yellow, if that's the way you feel about it”
”I hate white rumbled the Indian chief ”They take all my land away and put me in a little yard to live I would kill all white rated his teeth
A moment later Yellow Elk nodded to the other Indians and all leaped forward and bound pawnee Brown fast to the fire-stake This done the redskins heaped the brush around the scout's feet
”Now the dirty white dog can die!” hissed Yellow Elk, as he advanced with a torch ”He can pray, but the white man's Great Father cannot save him! He must burn until his bones are as charcoal!”
And so speaking Yellow Elk thrust the torch into the dry brush and set it on fire!
CHAPTER XIV
dick TO THE RESCUE
”That ht which rushed into dick Arbuckle's mind as he heard the fatal words spoken in the woods near the river bank
He could not see either of the men, but he felt tolerably certain in his ambler, who had been run out of Arkansas City by pawnee Brown, Rasco, Clemmer and a dozen others
”Would you kill me?” ca his best to gain tie
”Kill you?” sneered Stillwater ”Do you think I' to put up with the way I've been treated? Notworth a thousand a week toto settle with you, and after that I shall hunt up pawnee Brown and the rest and settle with them, also”
”You'll have your hands full a-settlin' with pawnee”
”Bah! I am not afraid of him He had me foul over to the Golden Pick, but I'll be careful when next we ot you alone and 'dead an to smile ”You're mistaken Look behind you”
Stillwater started, but did not look back
”That's an old dodge, Rasco, but you can't work it off on ht here”
”Not yet!” cried a youthful voice behind Stillwater, and crash!+ down caa him with a thud to the earth
As Stillwater went down, Rasco leaped forward and came down upon him
But this movement was useless The rascal was more than three-quarters knocked out and lay for several minutes helpless
”I owe you one fer that, dick Arbuckle!” cried Rasco, gratefully ”Yer came in the nick o' time!” Now the peril was over the boomer dropped back into his own peculiar manner of speech