The Pioneer Boys of the Mississippi; or, The Homestead in the WildernessRathborne, St. George
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The Pioneer Boys of the Mississippi; or, The Homestead in the Wilderness
Rathborne, St. George
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Mississippi River -- Juvenile fiction
"You are right, it is a beautiful idea," he declared. "The only thing
that I like not is the fact that we cannot ourselves see how they feel
when they not be able to find the daughter. Ah! it is a noble scheme!
Let us then begin the good work by fastening the hands of our captive."
He took out some stout buckskin thongs, of which every borderer carried
a supply, as they were useful in many ways. Kate tried the best she
knew how to interfere with his brutal designs, but in the power of
those two men she was as weak as a babe, and before three minutes had
passed her hands had been tightly lashed together behind her back.
After that the trapper proceeded to secure her ankles in the same way,
so that she felt herself absolutely helpless.
"Now for the beautiful gag," said Jacques, when this part of the
undertaking had been completed.
He took out of the pack he carried a piece of cloth, which he managed
to fasten across the mouth of the girl in such a fashion that, while
she could still breathe with some effort, speech was impossible.
At any rate, they apparently did not mean to bring about her immediate
death. Perhaps they feared lest, in such a case, some of those hardy
English rangers might set out on their trail, with the determination
never to leave it until they had avenged the fate of Armstrong's
daughter.
"How will that do, Henri, _mon cher_?" asked Jacques, gaily, stepping
back to admire his own handwork, with the air of an expert.
"Capital! I congratulate you, Jacques, on being such a good hand at
such work," the other answered. "Perhaps Armstrong will follow the boat
down the river, and rescue the girl; but it will put them to great
trouble, and perhaps they will regret raising a hand to injure Jacques
Larue and Henri Lacroix."
"You carry her to the boat, while I go ahead to make sure nobody may
see us do the work," and, speaking in this strain, the burly trapper
led off, with Henri coming along in the rear, bearing the form of Kate
as easily as though she were a sack of feathers intended for a pillow.
It was found that a little bend of the shore intervened above, so that
the spot where the settlers must have landed could not be seen. They
caught a glimpse of the extreme outer edge of the tied-up flatboat,
which fact told the trappers they had guessed truly as to the means
taken by the Ohio settlers in descending to the region of the
Mississippi.
Henri deposited the helpless form of the girl in the bottom of the
dugout. Then, with a heartlessness that seemed to be a part of their
half-savage natures, the two French trappers shoved the boat away from
the shore.
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