Klondike Kit's Chum, or, A Hot Strike on Vulture Hill — page 4: what you’re looking at

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KLONDIKE KIT WEEKLY. Bill was astonished. He could not understand the Dutch- man, but, thinking there must be soe he rushed 3 cause for his evident: fright, along the bank and out upon a neck of land that jutted into the river. The raft was well in shore. As it came along, borne by the cuzent, it would sweep past the point within easy - jumping distance. Bill -waited. The raft swept down, and when it was. abreast of him he jumped. The trick was successfully executed,. or cut with?’ asked Bill, and he landed on the logs with a jolt that almost tore the Dutchman off the mast. — ‘“Donnerwetter!’’ howled the Dutch- ‘“vhy did he did it!’ ‘“Vou're about the craziest Dutchman I ever met up with,’’’ remarked -Bill. Your old raft two wan ; ‘(Come down from these. poly minutes.’ % more than won't together “Took oudt, look oudt!?’ shouted the — Dutchinan, frantically. ‘‘Mein gott, you vill be eated up!’” Bill whirled about and saw an ugly black muzzle thrust through the end of the canvas tent. The inuzzle was followed by a vicious- looking head and a long, shaggy body. —The cause of the Dutclinan’s fright was instantly apparent. There was a bear aboard. Bill saw ata glance that the brute was of the variety known as the ‘‘silver tip,’ ‘Sone of the most dangerous of the wild | animals that the country held. The fact that Bill had left his rifle on the bank and had not about him SO much > 4 re, Ya as a jack-knife did not soetdbute to his. peace of mind. | Fora moment the bear squatted on | “haunches, sat up ‘and sniffed the air ; then. it dropped down and ‘made a bee line for — the unfortunate William. Laie ‘“Mein gootness!’’ wailed the man on ‘“Cdere von’t be so much as ~ E Sigg Ake, a the inast; ~ some gfease spots left mit you!’ ~ Chased by the bear, Bill began retreat- ing around the raft. “Have you got a knife, Dutoby, or a gun, or anything else that you can shoot keeping his eyes steadily fixed on the bear. ‘Haven't got a plamed ding but a hatchet, und dot’s all.’’ Sates ‘Where is the hatchet ?”’ ‘a Se “T Jost him oferboard der day after yes- terday.’? | Bill swore under his breath. Just at that instant the bear sprang for- “ ward, and Bill leaped back. Le As hard luck would haye it, his feet. caught in-one of the ropes that tied the and he went down in a > ~ logs together, a, heap. = ’ +7 He began to say his prayers, for he could hear the bear snorting and pawing along in his direction. : Bill's mishap, however, had wrenched — from its fastenings the rope that bound oe : 7 . # the logs, and the raft began to spread out se NS owt an ae and separate. ste See be ot ‘a we The mast toppled over and fell with a splash into the water, accompanied by a howl from the Dutchman. oe ee The bear was almost upon Bill when | oe: “4 they both dropped through the gapping a timbers into the river. SEE OUR NEW. vated OFFER—LAST PAGE. -_ | Sy, =) : 4 Yr, ° f comicbooks.com