Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 35 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 126: Old Jupe — page 35: what you’re looking at
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NO JOKE. 37 . _«urned a shade paler, but smiled still, thinking Mx. : y Was growing rather coarse in his jests. | ‘Omain’t no joke, ma’am, as you'll find to your cost, ’m afraid. People are sick of this kind of work, and they've made up their minds to put a stop to it, no matter whose fin- gers get pinched.” | He spoke rudely, betraying his own belief in her guilt, to the young creature, who had arisen to her feet, and stood look- ing at him with wide-open, incredulous eyes. “What you talkin’ about, sheriff? screamed Mrs. Miller, darting in between him and Mary, as if her mother’s love were stronger than the strong arm of the law. “ Ain't you ashamed of yourself, when you see what her health is, comin’ here and givin’ her such a fright ?” “JT miean just what I say, Mrs. Miller. I’m sorry for you, for I don’t suppose you're implicated in it; but Mrs. Bryant has been passing counterfeit money, and she’s got to suffer the penalty—that is if she’s convicted. We shall give her a fair trial, certain. Nothing shall be done out o’ the course of the law, though some of the citizens are greatly excited. If she Can prove herself innocent, when she is tried before the court, Well and good; if not, I s’pose she'll be served like others who do the same.” : “ Who says I have passed counterfeit money *” Mary looked angry and resentful, rather than frightened ; she by no means realized the danger of her position, “Two hundred and fifty dollars of the three hundred you paid Jordan yesterday, was filled. Very cleverly done, or it wouldn’t have taken Aim in, even for an hour.” sa esha “TY took that gold of Mr, Brown and two other merchants, as I can prove; I locked it up the day I received it, and have never touched it since until yesterday.” | “ “They remember very well that you exchanged notes for gold; but, unfortunately for your case, not that kind of gold that you paid for your lot. There’s other cases known of your passing counterfeit bills, in small sums; but I’m not here to try you; the court’ll do that. Tve a search-warrant to search the premises.” Mr, Miller lifted up his clenched hand as if to strike down the officer of the law. 126 2 comicloooks.com