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ATTIE awoke next morning in a miserable condition. Indeed, so forlorn and wretched was her appearance that OS even the savage faces around her assumed some dull expressions of pity and sympathy. The old squaw alone remained sullen. She had, from the first, looked rather unfavorably upon Nattie, and told her husband that the Great Spirit would make the pale-face prove a curse to him, because he had coveted her as a bride for his son, Torch Eye, when there were enough young squaws of their tribe, smarter and handsomer than this