Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 13: what you’re looking at

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WHICH WAY? ) 15 much about the Indians. Well, are you going to cross the river ?” “T thought per haps you could tell nie how I sini reach Harrison’s army.” : “Oh, I can tell ye that. Jist you cross the river and fol- low your nose, and ye will be gobbled up by some of his scouts in half an hour. They took me, the blaguards, and carried me till the Gineral. ‘ Whoare ye? said he. ‘ Tim McCarty,’ said I. ‘Where are ye goin? said he. ‘ To the divil, said I. ‘Go on! said he; and here [ am, got to the divil sooner than I expected.” “T thought perhaps you might be one of the Gotieral’s scouts, and “wouldn’ t mind giving mea little information to guide me on my way.” “T don’t mind tellin’ ye which way to go. I know the country well enough, but not a bit of a scout am I, any way. Ye’ve no need to go to the army.at all, av ye want to get to the settlements; ye’d do betther to kape south of the camp, after ye cross the river, for the blaguard scouts shoot without winkin’ at a man. They have no bowels in their bosoms, the bastes. Kape away from them.” “How many men has General Harrison ?” asked the tr aaa, em “How many? I didn’t shtop to count them.: But, this I will say: they are as audacious a looking set of. blaguards as you would wish {to see, wid their high caps, and their bayo- nets shining, and the buckles all over thim. Sure, it mut be a fine thing to be a soldier, only ’d be afraid av the dalls. I’ve heard they make no bones ay firin’ a loaded rifle at a man, an’ he av shootin’ back.” | a “You carry a rifle yourself.” “ 'Thrue for. you, again,” replied Tim, not in the least abash- ed, ‘I would make a fine show, out here in the wood, wid- Out one. But Pll go back to me own counthry, any way. Do ye know, when I come here, I thought I could scratch goold from the bushes, but niver a bit can I, I wish I wor back in ould Ireland, by a bit av a turf fire; any thing to get out ay tig.” I can tell you a way,” said the man, facing him suddenly, “T have been lying to you, just to get you to tallcin cing. Iam ee io