Every time I look at him, I am reminded of Byron's Corsair, who, you know, was '-- the mildest mannered man That ever scuttled ship or cut a throat.' I don't mean to say that Arthur would cut any body's throat, but I do say that if he should happen to get angry at any of us, we shall wish him safe in Kentucky, where he belongs.

I can't very well avoid introducing him, but, after what I have said, you will understand that I do not indorse him." The conversation was brought to a close by the near approach of Arthur Vane, who presently dashed up to the porch, and dismounted.

Frank and Archie made a rapid examination of the new-comer.

He was dressed in a full suit of buckskin--hunting-shirt, leggins, and moccasins, the latter ornamented with bright-colored beads--which set off his tall, slender, well-knit frame to good advantage.

He evidently possessed a fair share of muscle and agility, and that, according to Archie's way of thinking, was a great recommendation.