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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal Heart

Loyal Heart replied, with a smile; "they are now my brothers."
"Do you speak seriously?" cried Black Elk, with warmth; "can you really be on good terms with the Indians?"
"You shall judge for yourself. Peace is made between them and me, my friends. If agreeable to you, I will introduce you to each other."
"By Heaven! at the present moment nothing could fall out more fortunately," said Black Elk; "and as you are free, we shall be able to concern ourselves for other people, who are, at this moment, in great peril, and stand in need of our immediate assistance."
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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal Heart

Loyal Heart looked after his mother as long as he could see her; then, when she disappeared, and the steps of the horse that bore her could no longer be heard, he breathed a deep, broken sigh, and passing his hand over his brow, murmured,—
"All is ended! My God, watch over her!"
Then, turning towards the Indian chief who surveyed him in silence, mingled with respect and admiration—he said in a firm clear voice, and with a contemptuous look,—
"Comanche warriors! you are all cowards! brave men do not torture women!"
Eagle Head smiled.
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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal Heart

Let us prove to these bandits that we are executing justice, that in killing them it is not for the purpose of avenging ourselves, but the whole of society. Besides, their chief, by far the most guilty of them, has fallen before the courage and weapons of Eagle Head. Let us be clement without ceasing to be just. Let us leave them the choice of their death. No useless torture. The Master of Life will smile upon us, he will be content with his red children, to whom he will grant abundance of game in their hunting grounds.
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