Scalp Hunters

The Scalp Hunters

Name: The Scalp Hunters
Author: Reid, Mayne, 1818-1883; Stewart, F. A. (Frank Algernon), 1877- [Illustrator]

作者：Reid, Mayne, 1818-1883; Stewart, F. A. (Frank Algernon), 1877- [Illustrator]
体例：题　章数：142
字数：530,567　来源：Project Gutenberg

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Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
CHAPTER ONE.
THE WILD WEST.
This is the "weed prairie." It is misnamed. It is "the garden of God."
This is the "rolling prairie."
CHAPTER TWO.
THE PRAIRIE MERCHANTS.
I drank off the refreshing beverage as desired.
CHAPTER THREE.
THE PRAIRIE FEVER.
CHAPTER FOUR.
A RIDE UPON A BUFFALO BULL.
I related my adventure to my wondering comrades.
CHAPTER FIVE.
IN A BAD FIX.
CHAPTER SIX.
SANTA FE.
CHAPTER SEVEN.
THE FANDANGO.
CHAPTER EIGHT.
SEGUIN THE SCALP-HUNTER.
I started at the suggestion, and looked towards Saint Vrain.
CHAPTER NINE.
LEFT BEHIND.
CHAPTER TEN.
THE DEL NORTE.
I appealed to the peons and loiterers of the plaza.
CHAPTER ELEVEN.
THE "JOURNEY OF DEATH."
CHAPTER TWELVE.
ZOE.
I was wearied, and slept again.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
SEGUIN.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
LOVE.
I bent forward, with a burning heart and trembling voice.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
LIGHT AND SHADE.
I made no reply.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY.
I drank up the wine. It made me feel more composed and tranquil.
I remained silent.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
UP THE DEL NORTE.
I put these questions to Seguin, and was answered thus briefly--
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
GEOGRAPHY AND GEOLOGY.
CHAPTER NINETEEN.
THE SCALP-HUNTERS.
CHAPTER TWENTY.
SHARP-SHOOTING.
There was a laugh from the trappers, and a voice cried out--
The Indian after a moment's hesitation, answered, "Yes."
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
A FEAT A LA TELL.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
A FEAT A LA TAIL.
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
THE PROGRAMME.
The chief continued--
When silence was restored, Seguin continued--
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.
EL SOL AND LA LUNA.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.
THE WAR-TRAIL.
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
THREE DAYS IN THE TRAP.
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.
THE DIGGERS.
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.
DACOMA.
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
A DINNER WITH TWO DISHES.
CHAPTER THIRTY.
BLINDING THE PURSUER.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
A BUFFALO "SURROUND."
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.
ANOTHER "COUP."
Then I heard a sudden exclamation, and a voice calling out--
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.
A BITTER TRAP.
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.
THE PHANTOM CITY.
I remembered the remarks of Seguin.
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
THE MOUNTAIN OF GOLD.
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
NAVAJOA.
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.
THE NIGHT AMBUSCADE.
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.
ADELE.
Again Seguin speaks in the Indian tongue, and with imploring accents--
CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.
THE WHITE SCALP.
CHAPTER FORTY.
THE FIGHT IN THE PASS.
CHAPTER FORTY ONE.
THE BARRANCA.
I saw that Seguin started as he heard it.
CHAPTER FORTY TWO.
THE FOE.
I stopped and listened. Yes; beyond a doubt I was going from them.
CHAPTER FORTY THREE.
NEW MISERY.
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR.
THE FLAG OF TRUCE.
CHAPTER FORTY FIVE.
A VEXED TREATY.
CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
A CONFLICT WITH CLOSED DOORS.
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN.
A QUEER ENCOUNTER IN A CAVE.
As the spring "clicked," I saw the eyes start. "It will be on me now!"
CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT.
SMOKED OUT.
I was still apprehensive that the savages might search the cave.
CHAPTER FORTY NINE.
A NOVEL MODE OF EQUITATION.
CHAPTER FIFTY.
A FAST DYE.
CHAPTER FIFTY ONE.
ASTONISHING THE NATIVES.
CHAPTER FIFTY TWO.
RUNNING AMUCK.
I scarce knew what I was saying.
I saw them untying O'Cork. He was to run first.
I did not halt, but ran on, calling as I went.
CHAPTER FIFTY THREE.
A CONFLICT UPON A CLIFF.
CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR.
AN UNEXPECTED RENCONTRE.
CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE.
THE RESCUE.
CHAPTER FIFTY SIX.
EL PASO DEL NORTE.
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN.
TOUCHING THE CHORDS OF MEMORY.
C THE END.