Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 76 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 119: Blackeyes — page 76: what you’re looking at
A restored page from Pulp Fiction, 1867. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
78 BLACKEYES. : “She is, and she can speak no English. She was my nurse, and she loves me very much. Still, if she could understand you, I wowd caution you not to tell her any thing. While she knows nothing, she can repeat nothing.” Dolores remained at the small house, occupied with such matters as busy the minds of lovers, until late at night, when she returned to her own dwelling, leaving Luke Royston to pleasant thoughts and ecstatic dreams, The next morning, she mounted a steady-going mule, and rode forth from the pueblo, taking the same route that had been traversed by Padre Abrojo and Lieutenant Bent, on their way to the buried temple. In fact, she stopped at the same thick grove, passed through the same narrow and winding avenue, and went into the temple by the same entrance. ~ She walked around the corridor, looked at the sacrificial altar with a shudder, and entered, as if she was a privileged and accustomed character, a door at the side, leading into a room in which several women and ‘girls were seated , employed in sewing and braiding. Afier a general salutation to the group, ihe took a seat near the eldest, and commenced an animated conversation, in which several of the others occasionally joined. They had conversed but a few minutes, when they were startled by a rumbking noise, and by a shock which caused the stones beneath and about them to tremble violently. “ An edrthquake !” they shouted, and all rushed out of the room, and hastily threaded the passages, until they reached a larger apartment, in which another and more severe shock compelled them to stop and huddle together, like an affrighted flock of sheep. “The prisoner!” exclaimed the eldest of the women. “TJ must look to her safety, for our sacrifice would be lost if she should be killed.” She left the group, and soon returned with a young and fair American woman, who appeared calm and composed in the midst of the danger and excitement. All waited in terror for | another shock, but they were agreeably disappointed, for the commotion of the earth subsided. Dolores, attracted by the beautiful young American, who seemed lost among so many strangers, went to her and spoke comicboooks.conn