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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The White Scalper: A Story of the Texan War

Black-deer said, "they are dead, it is true, but we have brought back their bodies with us, and their scalps are untouched."
"Good," said the sorcerer; "how many warriors have fallen?"
"Only ten."
"How did they die?"
"Like brave men, with their face turned to their foe."
"Good, the Wacondah has received them into the happy hunting grounds; have their squaws bewailed them?"
"They are doing so."
The Seer frowned.
"Brave men only weep with tears of blood," he said.
Black-deer fell back a step to make room for the widows, who stood motionless and gloomy behind him; they then advanced.
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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The White Scalper: A Story of the Texan War

At this supreme hour, when all appeared lost and the cause of liberty was about to be eternally buried under the pile of corpses, an irresistible movement suddenly took place in the terrified crowd, which opened like a ripe fruit through the bloody track thus made by main force. The Jaguar now dashed forward, splendid in his wrath and despair, brandishing his machete above his head, and followed by his brave cuadrilla. A cry of delight saluted the arrival of the daring freebooter, who had been obliged to cut his way through Colonel Melendez' Mexicans, as they vainly strove to stop his passage.
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Portrait of Gustave Aimard Gustave Aimard The White Scalper: A Story of the Texan War

Loyal Heart could no longer endure this hideous spectacle; he dashed through the people in front of him, and, putting a pistol to the prisoner's forehead, blew out his brains. The Comanches, furious at seeing their vengeance slip from them, gave a start, as if about to rush on the White man, who had dared to rob them of their prey: but the latter drew himself up haughtily, folded his arms on his chest, and looked them full in the face.
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