The Yankee Champion — page 157: what you’re looking at

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150 | THE YANKEE CHAMPION. | night. Soper placed his hand carefully upon the butt of one of his pistols. ‘‘Egad, Ryan,’’ uttered Dow, as he puffed with the effects of the exertion he had put forth; ‘‘this has been a sorry business for us. Out of our six brave fellows there’s only you and me left.’’ Ryan gazed upon the face of thé corpse, and a look of agony settled upon his countenance. “It’s bad!’? he murmured. ‘‘Egad, there’s no mistake. Now, what’s to be done? Let's leave this body here, and-clear out, I don’t want to carry it any farther, I don’t like it.”’ ‘*We must not leave it here. We must carry it to the woods and bury it. Some one may pass this way.” “And then what shall we do?’ asked Dow. “Good heavens, I don’t know!’ groaned Silas Ryan. ‘‘Luke Soper and the boy are at liberty, and I know not where to go. I must hunt up that boy by some means.”’ ‘“Didn’t you say Soper was coming back to help you take care of Wimper and Goss?” ‘Ves 33 “EKead, then let’s hide, and shoot him when he comes.’’ ‘Shoot him!’’ repeated Ryan, with a start. “Yes, it’s the easiest thing in the world. Wecan hide when we see him coming, and shoot him when he don’t know it. -Egad, that’ll be killing two birds with one stone. for you won’t do anything with the boy as long as he’s alive.”’ _ Silas Ryan trembled with fierce excitement. He pressed his hand upon his contracted brow, and for some time he stood in deep thought. comicbooks.co o +ee : é «oe “ = -~- 7 — Po ‘ <>) - e 4 + an Pom”