Tip Top Weekly No. 61: Frank Merriwell in the Mines — page 23: what you’re looking at

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FRANK. MERRIWELL IN THE MIN 8. 73! lamp he possessed. Then the others en- | Blossom hovered near. There was such a tered, Boze striding in in advance of the/look of happiness on the face of the. old boys, having thrust his revolvers into; man that it made Frank’s heart swell their leather holsters. ‘with a feeling that .1t was good to be liv- ‘“Wa-al, hyar we am!’ cried the giant, ‘ing and there to witness the miner’s joy. with an attempt at hearty cheerfulness.: Little Blossom was happy. She ca- ‘An’? we got hyar all right, too. Didn’t;ressed her grandfather, she sang like a no galoot dar’ tackle us fer that thar! bird, and she laughed like the ripple of boodle. Ef they hed—wa-al, I'd pro-/ falling water. vided a subjec’ fer a funeral ter-morrer. an And what of Bruce Browning? Frank The boys piled the provisions on the, nearly fainted when he found the big fel- tude tabie, and that table was loaded. ilow stripped of coat and sweater and aid- ‘‘Now, Toots,’’ said Frank, gayly, ‘‘I:ing Toots about the cooking. - want you to get into gear, and show, ‘Here! here! here!’ shouted Merri- what you can do in the way of cooking. | well. ‘‘Have you gone daffy, Browning? Start up a firein the stove, boys. Let’s! what are you doing?’ - have a jolly good meal here in short or-/| der.” ' : oe) : : a oo young man,’ said Browning, gravely. » Wa-al,”” said Boze, hesitatingly, “TiS vou may not be aware that I know not don’t judge I’m needed hyar no longer, ja little of the culinary art, and I have SO L reckon I'd better git out.”’ _ ,| decided to prepare some dainty and tooth- _ Not by a long distance!” cried | some morsels for your pampered appetite. Frank. ‘‘Just you make yourself as com- | Subside and sit down.” _ fortable 0 te | | as you can, Mr. Boze. You areal «pnig is a crazy night, sure enough!” guest here and you are going to stay toljanohed Frank. © va fale wat . ; ghed Frank. ‘‘Don’t you think you’d supper. We will have some music and |hetter Jet Toots do this” work, Bruce? some singing and a jolly time generally.” you Know too many cooks spoil the _ ‘The face of Ben Boze lighted up with), ob,» | _ P a look that was good to see there. ‘“Thankee,’? he said, removing his hat. . ‘‘It’s rignt good o’? you ter invite! me ter stay, but don’t go fer ter tackle no ‘mister’ onter the front o’ my name. |": i I ain’t used ter it, an’ it makes me _ ner- this hot stove. : , vous. An’, before ther court. proceeds} So Bruce was left to assist the colored any further, I want ter say right hyar | boy, which he continued to do, to the nn- that you’re all right, ef you bea tender-| bounded astonishment of Merriwell, Rat- foot. I’m takin’ a great big shine ter'tleton and Diamond. | ; | you, an’ when Ben Boze takes a shine ter} Frank talked with Little Blossom, and anybody—wa-al, I reckon he’s goin’ ter;she told him all about her life and her ‘‘Now don’t let that worry you in the least, my friend. I am simply. aiding Toots to hurry things along, as I do not Stan’ by ’em as long as thar’s a gasp 0’ | pleasures. He found she was, indeed, - wind left in his old hide.” | | happy; although she was blind. Then Ben found a corner and sat down onabox, | HO eat _ A fire was quickly built, water was) Warm within. brought from a spring not far away, and| Toots set the table. The supply of Toots, relieved of his coat and sweater, | dishes was limited, to be sure, but it was his sleeves rolled up, exposing his black!decided there would be enough to go arms above the elbows, began to prepare}round by washing them ‘‘between a meal. | courses.’ 7 | The face of the colored boy shoneas he} What a jolly party it was! How they worked, and he whistled gayly such tunes; laughed and joked and talked! And what as ‘Suwanee River,’? ‘“‘Old Folks at|a supreme look of contentment and satis- Home,’ ‘‘Nellie Gray,’’ and so forth. | faction there wason the face of Ben Boze, _ Old John North was given the most/as he sat back in the corner and watched comfortable chair in the cabin, and Ljittle| what was taking place! The ig. ‘bull- ‘Re kind enough not to bother me, wish him to ruin his complexion over The door of the cabin was kept open, as the heat of the stove made it rather COMiCcoooks (SO)