They tore off his upper garments, and discovered a small locket, containing a medallion of his mother, which the unfortunate youth wore round his neck.

This prize, which the savages no doubt regarded as a talisman of some sort, they both desired to possess.

They quarrelled about it, and commenced fighting over it.
Jack's hands were left at liberty.

In an instant he had seized his rifle.

He ran a few paces back, turned, took deliberate aim at the most powerful of his adversaries, who, with a shriek, fell to the ground.