“What is he going to do?” thought our hero, rather alarmed.
He was not long left in uncertainty.
The Indian drew from some hiding place in his raiment a stout cord, and proceeded dexterously to tie Julius to the tree.
“Don’t hurt him!” exclaimed Carrie, terrified, thinking that something dreadful was going to be done to Julius.
The Indian did not deign to reply, but proceeded to perform his task so thoroughly that Julius felt uncomfortably cramped.
When it was accomplished, the Indian turned to go.
“Go ’way,” he said. “Soon come back. Stay here.”
Julius felt that he was likely to obey the command, as there was not much chance of his breaking his bonds. But there was one hope yet that somewhat encouraged him.
“Feel in my pocket, Carrie,” he said, “and see if I have a knife.”
Carrie obeyed, but the search was unavailing.