The Blockade Runner — page 208: what you’re looking at

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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. 909 Nassau. Heah, no squirmin’ fo’ dis chile kin hold you fast till Gabrul blow his horn, if him wants to.” While the last sentence was falling from the darky’s tongue he was walking rapidly away, carrying Mardo with him, despite his struggles, which momentarily grew fainter, for one of the sable hands, which had the pressing power of a ES was at his throat, almost as delicate as a woman’s. A few steps brought Jupe and his prisoner to Cap- tain Powell’s house. He sprung toward it—and struck the door three times with his foot. A light ery from the lips of a woman was heard, as Jupe strode through the open door. “Heavens! it is Mardo the Malay!” exclaimed - Dora. “ Dis yaller dog prowlin’ round too promiscuously !” answered Jupe, surveying the startled trio whom he confronted—Bentham and the two women. “ Him spring on Jupe like a catamount; but dis chile too quick fo’ him. I'll fix him now !” At that instant the darky raised Mardo as high above his head as his long sable arms would elevate him. ~The spy almost touched the ceiling. Fire flashed from Jupe’s eyes. “ Him no git away like Black Tom did!” he grated. Bentham saw the negro’s intention, and bounded forward to prevent the deed about to be committed. “Hold Jupe!” he exclaimed. “No crime in this house !” “No—no! Massa Bob.- Dis snake shan’t craw! after you any mo’!” replied Jupe, retreating from be- fore the young gunner. COMIC oooks (©) 5}