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The Lost Trail

CHAPTER I
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Teddy saw this, and his big, honest blue eyes twinkled with humor as he glanced upward from beneath his hat.
"I knows yees _prays_ for me, Misther Harvey and Miss Cora, ivery night and morning of your blessed life, but I'm afeard your prayers will do as little good for Teddy as the s'arch-warrant did for Micky, the praist's boy, who stole the praist's shirt and give it away because it was lou--" "_Look!_" From the very center of the clump of bushes of which we have made mention, came a white puff of smoke, followed immediately by the faint but sharp report of a rifle.

The bullet's course could be seen as it skipped over the surface of the water, and finally dropped out of sight.
"What do you say, now ?" asked the young man.

"Isn't that proof that we've attracted attention ?" "So it saams; but, little dread need we have of disturbance if they always kaap at such a respictable distance as that.

Whisht, now! but don't ye saa those same bushes moving?
There's some one passing through them! Mebbe it's a shadow, mebbe it's the divil himself.

If so, here goes after the imp!" Catching up his rifle, Teddy discharged it toward the bank, although it was absolutely impossible for his bullet to do more than reach the shore.
"That's to show the old gintleman we are ready and ain't frightened, be he the divil himself, or only a few of his children, that ye call the poor Injuns!" "And whoever it is, he is evidently as little frightened as you; that shot was a direct challenge to us." "And it's accepted.


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