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 cessful. Then, stepping as lightly as she could toward one of the openings which served as windows, she held up the fragment of mirror and looked in. Her surprise was great when she saw that her face was quite restored to its original color.

What had occurred since last night? She almost thought that her prayers were answered,—that her father had come, and delivered her from captivity.

But she looked toward the sleeping forms, and now noticed that the old chief's place was occupied. A chill struck to her heart as she thought that her appearance had been improved that she might be presented, in a more favorable aspect, to the dreaded Torch Eye. She had been many times told that the boy would return with his father, and that she was destined to be his wife. Nattie looked toward the sleepers again, but counted only the mats of the old chief, his squaw, the three papooses, and Black-bird. "Perhaps, then.