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Chapter XI.
Torch Eye.
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T an early hour on the following morning, Nattie awoke. The first sight which met her gaze was the garments which she had worn on the night in which she was seized by the Indian, hanging on a stick close to her head. She started up with surprise and delight. There were the brown delaine dress, the white apron, the balmoral hose, and the boots. She had never expected to sec them again, or to know their fate. They were taken from her during her unconscious journeying into the wilderness, and her dress had since been
