Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 16: what you’re looking at

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18 TH, THE scour. men, pumped all the sécrets he could from them, examined the fot and took a note of the number of guns, and walked back to Detroit in the face of day.” . “Who is he?” ‘Tim Whalen is his name.” “Fim! And d’ye mane to tell me, captain’ dear, that ye dared to think me no betther than that dirty blaguard, who boasts that he is a betther man than me wid purty Nora O’N seit at Detroit? Be all the saints, captain, that’s too much.” “Do you know him ?” “ Know him; the old Satan fly away wid him soon, that’s all, the black baste | Know him! Avy all the imps from the pit was to be brought up here, and set fornenst me, there’s not a thafe av them all whom I hate,worse than I do that same Tim Whalen, barring Tim Murphy of County Kerry, Ireland ; and he don’t count, for I broke the head av him wid a-small sliver av blackthorn, at the Tipperary fair, five years ago. But where are we going now, captain dear ?” | “We are going to Prophet’s Town.” ’ This was rather more than Tim bargained for. -Tecumseh might be at Prophet’s Town, and if he was, the great. chief knew the scout’s face well, and would detect him in a moment. He debated within himself whether he had not. better rap his employer on the head, and actually drew back his hand for the purpose, when the thought that perhaps Tecumseh might not be in the village, restrained him. © : “D’ye know where is Tecumseh now, captain dear?” he . asked. “TI does be afraid of that Thin; he looks" sO pai and feroxious.” Tim was very fond of long words, and rarely, if Bee got them right. But he made a shot at the word he wanted, and whether he hit it or not, he was satisfied al] the same. : “You may well say so,” said the other. “Tf the truth must be told, we have no General in our army who can ap- proach Tecumseh in martial bearing. - But, you need not fear to meet him. Tecumseh is away on the trail, speaking at the council-fires of the nations, urging them to rise and do battle to free their land from the invaders. They seem to forget that what the Yankees leave we will take. It is only a change cComichbooks com