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This had been selected between two cedars, whose 

 lower boughs served as rollers, upon which he only 

 had to raise the boat to be secure from observation. 

 His gun at his side, and wrapped in his blanket, he 

 fell asleep. 



The fatigues of the day procured the young 

 Englishman several hours of profound and un- 

 troubled slumber, but at the end of that time he 

 was tormented by a strange dream. He thought 

 he saw the corpses of Eosa and Canondah lying pale 

 and bleeding before him, whilst over them strode 

 a fantastical-looking monster, a knife in its claws, 

 levelled at his heart. He turned round, he fought 

 and wrestled, and strove to seize his gun. The 

 desperate struggle awoke him. 



That which had been a dream had now become 

 reality. A grim savage really stood over him, one 

 foot upon the canoe, in his hand a tomahawk, which 

 he waved above his head with a scowl of triumph. 

 One blow, and all would be over. Quick as thought 

 the young Englishman raised his rifle, and pointed it 

 at the breast of the Indian, who started on one side. 

 The tomahawk descended, but, fortunately for Hodges, 

 his sudden movement overturned the canoe at the 

 very moment that the blow fell. This saved his life. 

 Clasping the knees of the Indian with the strength 

 of desperation, he brought him to the ground, and 

 threw himself upon him. The deadly scalping-knife 

 was about to pierce his heart, when he caught the 



