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The Final Challenge
He had collided with death before– often enough to know its face. Crouched in the dugout, he recognized it in the cluster of Seminole canoes that waited half shrouded in the morning mist. But life would mean nothing unless Mary, the woman he loved, was unharmed by these hate-crazed savages who held her captive. Suddenly one of the canoes swooped forward– the Seminole chief Chittamicco at the paddle. Like two hostile crocodiles the two boats rushed at each other. Chittamicco bent over and came up with Mary, bound and gagged, struggling in his arms. Rising to his full height, the Indian lifted the girl on one extended palm and, with a mighty heft of his shoulders, hurled her into the swirling water.
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