Tip Top Weekly No. 61: Frank Merriwell in the Mines — page 19: what you’re looking at

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FRANK MERRIWELL IN THE MINES. . ae 17 you will do well to release the child. ‘and There was no sign of bluster’ about: drove her mother to death, it seems, and this, but the manner in which. it was you have never cared enough for Little | | spoken proved that Smith would do ex- Blossom to find out if she were alive or ‘actly as he said. dead. She has become attached to her) Powers was chagrined, but he did not grandfather, and it is not right for you to| display it. Instead, with all the coolness. take her away.’ he conld command, he said: | ‘Indeed! exclaimed the card sharp,| “‘All right, my friend. I see you have elevating his eyebrows. ‘‘How long since|the drop on me, and although 1 know. you were chosen to decide in this matter ?”? | nothing of the quality of your “marksmau- “I have the right that any person has ship, I “do not care to have you shoot at to aid the weak and oppressed against the; me.” strong and cruel. I knowlIam backed; He removed his hand. | up by the sentiment of the crowd present. | ‘‘Now,’’ said Smith, ‘let go of that Am [ right, gentlemen ?” i child, and permit her to stay with you or Then as if aroused at last, the rough} go to her grandfather as she chooses.”’ mencried: - “Very well, sir.”? ‘Vou are right!” Powers released Little Blossom, and The smile of scorn curled Doubledeal|with a cry of joy she ran into the old Dan’s lips still more. man’s arms. ‘‘And do you think I will be bluffed —— by a gang of galoots like this?’’ he ex- CHAPTER VI. claimed. ‘‘Why, the whole crowd can’t take the child from me! Iam its father, and I will keep it. The first one who tries to interfere will eat lead!” , - His free hand rested on his hip, and, 'chalance of a veteran gambler. His face_ everybody knew he was ready to draw. ‘seemed to say that one hand did not make Frank Merriwell showed no signs of /* whole game and he had not gone broke | (on the first pot. There was another time | sears | coming, and he had a few cards up his’ Will you permit the child to say | sleeve. whether she chooses to. go with ‘youOr; atthe first sound of Smith's ‘yoice, | her oe Y es asked.. John North had turned to look at him in , ita y shou ? Mee _ta startled, wondering way, but after some “Because you must! . Iseconds. the old man shook his head; The words were not spoken loudly, ‘guttering: and yet they. were distinctly heard by : ‘*No, no! I've never seen Wien before. every person in the room. They did not} The old. miner caught Little al come from Frank Merriwell’s lips, but | 'in his arms and covered her tear-stained the speaker was a man who had stepped | face with kisses, while she clung to him from a chair to the top of a table, where! ‘and sobbed. he stood, a long-barreled revolver in his “There, there, my poor darling!” he rd uplifted hand. Although that re-'said, his hand shaking as it tenderly volver was but partly raised it was point-| brushed back her hair, “don’t cry any in ne Be, at wan Powers. =F wonleimal more—don’t ery! It hurts your poor old e man from Mexico! exe aime gran’pa when you cry.” many voices.. | “II don’t wa-want to hur-hurt. you, b The eyes n the ree with the white |g gran’pa, gae-tein the little blind girl; air and the gambler met squarely. |‘‘hut he fuf-frightened me so! Oh, I. Lap was a dead. Suithe anally broken really and tr-truly thought he was going y the icy voice of Smith, who sai Ito tut-take me away from you! That is, if po eee toe for all cour bend wows ioe ar sl id gran ‘pa—that. sir, Ol Ww: TI r hand j|-would have killed me from the proximity of your hip. If you “TY didn’t think God would be. crnel try to get out a gun in doing so I shall|enongh to let him take you from me,’ shoot you.” murmured John North. ‘‘Surely God has SOFTENED HEARTS, The bluffer had been bluffed, but he Jaccepted the situation with the non- COMI1COOOKS (SO)