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"Yet there are fates possible to a woman more to be dreaded than death"

"Ay, and frontier bred, I knoell, yet none so bad as would have been the knowledge that I was guilty of ingratitude My life, rateful for aught this day, it is thatyou from that blow Tell me, was it not a woman at whose command the combat ceased?"

"It was; a white woman at that, unless my eyes deceiveda veritable queen in the sunshine"

"So I thought, a fair face enough, yet not devoid of savage cruelty Her presence bringsme feel I may have less to fear in the future than you If a woes, she will not be altogether without heart to the supplications of a woman"

I felt less assured of this, yet it was better she be buoyed up by all possible hope, so ventured upon no answer There was that in the Queen's face as she gazed down upon us that made me doubt her womanliness; doubt if behind that countenance of wild beauty there did not lurk a soul as savage and unta her barbarous followers What but a spirit of insatiate cruelty could anie? Thinking of this,our captors quickly challenging my attention Fresh shouts and cries evidenced new arrivals These caan crawling noisily about us, chattering with our surly captors, or scowling into our faces with savage eyes boding no good It would be unjust were I to write that these felloere a brutal lot, as such words would be void of that truth I seek to convey I lived to learn thatthem had the stuff of which true es, scarcely touched by the virtues or vices of civilization, a people nursing within their , and infla about on the stiffening forms of their stricken warriors, all alike exhibited in eyes and gestures how eagerly they longed for the hour of vengeance, when iony of their victi a finalwas at hand; yet some authority, either of chief or tribal custoer,