The Mate of the Vancouver — page 166: what you’re looking at

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. _. had been firmly convinced that I was | dead, 164 THE MATE OF THE VANCOUVER. . “Why .the thunder don’t you shake hands with him? There he is a-waitin’.” And John sprang across the fire and caught me by both hands. “Confound it, Mr. Ticehurst, how very unkind of you!” he said, with tears in his eyes. “I began to think you were dead.” And he looked unutterably relieved and happy, but bursting with some news, I could see. | “Wait till supper, Jack,” said I; “and then tell me. But Tm glad to see you.” I was too, in spite of his leaving the Inlet without asking me. | As to the man with whom he came, Mon- tana Bill knew him, and they spent their time in bullying the absent Hank Patterson. It appeared that Harmer had hired him to > come and hunt for me as far as the Columbia River, in order to bury me decently, as he ”