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THE TRAPPER’S CAMP. In a deep defile among the Black Hills, far out on the western plains, three men had made a camp. They were of that wonderful race who have done more to develop the resources of …
THE GRIZZLY BEAR. Ben Miffin strode on in advance of both the others, leading his horse, loaded with camp utensils, by the bridle. This man was known far and wide upon the prairies, as a skillful tr…
THE MOUNTAIN DEVIL. They had hardly passed forward a dozen steps, when they were startled by a sudden cry, which resembled nothing earthly. At the same moment came the shout of a masculine voice, ev…
THE TRAPPING-GROUND. The stream on which they halted was one of the tributaries of the Missouri, the Cache la Poudre , which flowed through the passes of the Black Hills not more than forty miles fr…
TREED BY A BUFFALO. The people in the roofless cabin had slept soundly, after the visit of the wild thing known as the Mountain Devil. Millicent came out, blooming like a mountain rose, and drew fro…
THE MESSAGE. Jules and Jan waited for the trapper to speak. They knew by the expression of his face that the arrow meant something more than any ordinary shaft. “What does it mean?” at length asked …
INDIANS! As he spoke, the wolves scattered right and left, and ran in terror up the gullies at the sides of the pass. The men in the trees remained still as death, one from terror, the other from ca…
SHOWING HIS COLORS. Next morning Ben was on his feet early, and mounting the white horse, he went away alone, leaving Millicent in the care of the Dutchman and Jules. He whispered in the ear of the …
MIFFIN’S LEAP. The trapper had not been long in finding the Indians. They were merely a hunting party who had come out upon the plains for buffalo, and who had turned aside for the purpose of rootin…
THE SUCK. The river upon which these scenes are laid, was a narrow stream, sometimes flowing smoothly over a sandy bottom, and at others leaping downward with all the force of a mountain-torrent. Th…
