LIVELY TIMES. 



This was only a startling assertion, but the director more than half believed 

 Bob was right. 



" I can't understand it," he said; "those people have the reputation, so far as I 

 have heard, of being on fairly friendly terms with white people." 



" But Jack saw a party of them that were torturing a prisoner to death, and he 

 shot the leader." 



" I don't believe they were Korahs, though they corresponded to the description. 

 As it was, it was not a white man they meant to kill." 



"But it was a white man who shot their leader " 



" Hark ! " interrupted Mr. Godkin, referring to the words that Jack Harvey 

 was instructing Pongo to The fact was that the 



translate 

 chieftain. 



to the Korah 



Texan could control him- 

 self no longer. His manner 

 and loud tones proved it 



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"I SAW HIM! I SAW HIM!" EXCLAIMRD BOB. 



"Tell the old scoundrel that I know the young man is in one of the huts, and ii 

 he isn't produced, we'll open fire right off." And he handled his Winchester in a 

 most suggestive manner. At that moment an exciting incident took place. 



Bob Marshall still had his eyes on the hut, at whose door he saw the swarthy 

 faces of more than one native appear and vanish, as though they were trying to keep 

 watch of the visitors without being seen. Suddenly a pale countenance was thrust 

 forward, and withdrawn so quickly that, had not Bob been looking at the exact spot, 

 he would not have caught the glimpse of the face. 



" / saw kirn / I saw him /" exclaimed Bob. 



"Where?" demanded Jack, turning sharply upon him. 



