An unearthly yell greeted the appearance of the grinning monster, and the Indians fled wildly to the woods.

"Quick, Joe! Light up the other one! Don't you see that's what scar't 'em so ?" demanded Obed; and at the appearance of the second fiery face the savages gave a final yell and vanished in the forest.

Mr.Moore and daylight came together, but the Indians did not return.
Thurlow Weed earned his first quarter by carrying a trunk on his back from a sloop in New York harbor to a Broad Street hotel.

He had very few chances such as are now open to the humblest boy, but he had tact and intuition.

He could read men as an open book, and mold them to his will.