CONTENTS
- [PROLOGUE]
- [CHAPTER I.]
- [CHAPTER II.]
- [CHAPTER III.]
- [CHAPTER IV.]
- [CHAPTER V.]
- [CHAPTER VI.]
- [CHAPTER VII.]
- [CHAPTER VIII.]
- [CHAPTER IX.]
- [CHAPTER X.]
- [CHAPTER XI.]
- [CHAPTER XII.]
- [CHAPTER XIII.]
- [CHAPTER XIV.]
- [CHAPTER XV.]
- [CHAPTER XVI.]
- [CHAPTER XVII.]
- [CHAPTER XVIII.]
- [CHAPTER XIX.]
- [CHAPTER XX.]
- [CHAPTER XXI.]
- [CHAPTER XXII.]
- [CHAPTER XXIII.]
- [CHAPTER XXIV.]
- [CHAPTER XXV.]
- [CHAPTER XXVI.]
- [CHAPTER XXVII.]
- [CHAPTER XXVIII.]
- [CHAPTER XXIX.]
- [CHAPTER XXX.]
- [CHAPTER XXXI.]
- [CHAPTER XXXII.]
- [CHAPTER XXXIII.]
- [CHAPTER XXXIV.]
- [CHAPTER XXXV.]
- [CHAPTER XXXVI.]
- [CHAPTER XXXVII.]
- [CHAPTER XXXVIII.]
- [CHAPTER XXXIX.]
- [CHAPTER XL.]
- [CHAPTER XLI.]
- [CHAPTER XLII.]
- [CHAPTER XLIII.]
- [CHAPTER XLIV.]
- [CHAPTER XLV.]
- [CHAPTER THE LAST.]
THE GOLDEN BUTTERFLY.
PROLOGUE.
I.
"What do you think, chief?"
The speaker, who was leading by a half a length, turned in his saddle and looked at his companion.
"Push on," growled the chief, who was a man of few words.