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 ly sleeping girl with much eagerness and curiosity.

The man who had carried Nattie off was a strolling Indian, and this was the temporary abode of his family. They had been several days camping below the village; and on this afternoon the man had been around town selling moccasins, baskets, and other articles, intending to strike tent on the morrow and start for their far-off haunts in the wilderness of the frontier. They had been hovering around towns and villages all winter, and, by their little sales, had collected a sum of money sufficient to supply their simple wants till cold weather should again return, and were now ready to rejoin their Indian friends, and lead the wild life of the woods again.

The old squaw got close to Nattie, who was still unconscious, and remained in the same position in which the man had placed her on the pile of skins. The little papooses, also, gathered near to look with wondering eyes on the pale