Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 15: what you’re looking at

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A DANGEROUS COMPANION. 17 English language—no very high compliment, by the Way, for he murdered English most unmercifully. “Say you will go,” said Wilson. Tim hesitated, and the agent slipped five sovereigns into his hand, and took up hisarms. Tim took his, looke doubtfully at the Englishman, and then followed him at a quick pace, a grin beginning to break across his face. CHAPTER II. THE FOREST HOME. “Ty is well for you that you agreed to go with me,” said the Englishman. “ Phy ?” answered Tim. “ Because if you had not, you would probably be a dead man now. Did you notice that I kept my hand in the breast of my coat while I talked with you?” ‘“*Deed I did, then,” said Tim. “ Phat did ye do it for?” “T had my hand on the hilt of a pistol, In case you had refused to come, I should have shot you dead in your tracks. I may as well let you know with what kind of a man you. have to deal. I allow no man to stand between myself and any object upon which I have set my heart, either for myself or for my country. I have always at. heart, - to serve myself; second, to serve old England, and no man’s life i is safe who puts mine in the least peril. If you had confessed your- self the man I took you th. or had not come it would haye been a sad moment for you.” “And who did you take me for, if I may be s0 bould as to ask ?” questioned Tim. “ For a scoundrel in the pay of the Yankees, ae goes into» the villages of the Shawnees, and into our camps and fortifi- cations, with perfect impunity. The scoundrel knows more about the defenses on the Canadian border than I do, especially in the west. = he went into Malden, talked with the comicbooks.com