Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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te _ TANGEE.. 15 “Now you better go back, Tangee ; this wind’ll nip the hair right straight out o’ yer head... The cabin o’ the Jolly — Jack’s the properest place for a gal on a day like this.” The wind and the water roared so as almost to drown his rough voice; but the tones which auswered him chimed in and through the storm, clear and high. “T should smother in there to-day, daddy. It’s so nice out here, I wouldn’t stay back for any thing.” “ But you'll freeze up solid, like a water-cask.” “Then [ll thaw myself out. No more talkin’, daddy; I like to be out as well as you. And if any thing should hap- pen, you know I'm a good hand to pick up, and ’ve got sharp “ Yes, yes, Tangee, you’ye got an eye like a captain’s glass, You can see as fur as a telescope. Come along! come along! I neyer did see sich a gal in my born days.” She ran by his side, and they went down closer to the sea, until they eame to a bit of rock which stood up out of the. sand. This was their point look-out, and on this they clam- bered. “Do you think there'll be wrecks to-day, daddy?” “Tf thar are any vesselsthis side of the Gulf stream they'll have a tough time to keep off the sands, I reckon. . Nothin’ but steam could head or quarter this storm comin’ ‘from the nor-east’s very nose. Look sharp, Tangee ; do you make out any thing off to the north—thar, just beyond that - spit, follerin’ it out with yer eye.” A fresh blast tore the girl’s old hood from her head, but she paid no attention to its loss, _ So slender, so frail, as she stood there, you would have thought a breeze would have swayed her! Yet the little form did notquail. Her wet frock flapped against her limbs, and her long black. hair flew out like a banner ; but her cheeks grew redder with the kiss of the cold sleet, and her eyes shone like diamonds with the intensity of life-wwakened in her by this sight of the meine elements of which she seemed a part. She might have been fourteen, not large, but looking fully her age, with a skin as brown as it was smooth, and hair and eyes of the intensest blackness. If the mermaids had thrown her ashore, after stealing her from some southern island, her . - comicbooksicom i th ee a, je - a * = -