Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 88: what you’re looking at

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92 THE WRECKER'S DAUGHTER. caught, and I may grab up another baby yit, to bring up for somebody else. No, no, little gal, | shan’t never forsake the Jolly Jack while her timbers hold together; so don't gammon about that.” “Then we'll al have to come and board with you every - summer,” said Oliver. ‘“ You won't object to an upper cabin being added, and give us a few slate-rooms, on *the upper deck ?” “ Don't know "bout it,” answered Joe, walking out to the front, and taking a reflective look at the Jolly Jack. “ She’s about the pink now; I shouldn't like to give her a top-heavy look,” ion chain bemnitntetiamiaalesioudetaenn imate side, and make them our place of summer resort. Depend upon it, you can’t shake us off; we'll stick to you like bar- Skee report that Hardy Joe's girl had found her true father, and that he was as rich as “ all Californey,” flew up and down the beach, and Tangee’s old associates began to gather about the cabin, until quite a crowd was collected there, the first evening of her arrival. The good news was announced to 4 them in a neat speech by Oliver, which they answered with three hearty cheers. Mr. Gifford, senior, gave one and all the iy being happy for a week, and a grand “ jollification ” “ We've had company since yer went off,” said Hardy Joe to Tangee, when they chanced to be alone together. “ee “ Who ?” ’ “I reckon ye could guess if ye’d try hard. Mr. Wade was here last Tuesday. Didn’t stay long, when he found ye was gone, I told him ye was down to the city, buyin’ yer weddin’ * Ohy fier she gould not help exclaiming. “ Sorry I didn’t know how things was goin’ to turn out. | Ain’t to blame, am I, fer not forecasting what was goin’ to happen? Twarn’t down iu the almanac, and so I warn’t pre- pared. Sorry, gal, fer 1 took a real shine to Arthur Wade. Keep yer eye out, and mebbe ye'll see his suicide in the mors he looked fit ode eqmeanty Ding whim: De went 4 3 sia, — - “ comicbooksre com