Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 23: what you’re looking at

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OLD CUB. » 25. “Dar; you knows ole Cub, don’t you? You knows he’s a darn ole fool, an’ will do any thing for. you in de ward, I wish you wouldn’t ask it.” : “ But I do.” Hix3 “Den Pll do it. But I tell you fa’r, Tim MeCarty——-Carty —Carty— Whalen, dat I wouldn't do it for you, not to save your life ; so dar.” “Ob, git out wid ye, Cub. Ye know betther. Ye love me aa disthraction, I know. But ye won’t own it, ye bla- guard.” : “You’s a liar!’ shouted Cub. “ S’pose I’s a fool, ’eause I’s brack, Tim McCarty? I hate to doit, but dar’s Missee Lizzie, an’ she say call um McCarty, an’ if she say call wm de debble, Is sure to do it. Do any thing muinpoe tell him, Cub will.” “ Ye’s a good feller, tlupis Gud; if yer feet are big as canoes. No use to deny-it, Cub, but it is well known that Dinah uses yer moccasins for cradles, and «8900 ones they make, too=+s0 roomy, ye know.” ,“ I tell you dat you’s a liar, Tim —MeCarty. Darn: it, I's got to say it, but I tink Whalen all de time. You tell me dat again an’ rl go to dat man an’ say, ‘Dis yere ain’t no more McCarty dan I be. He’s.a big outlandish liar, an’ he name is Tim Whalen, darn um hide.”, “Don’t make him angry, Tim,” said Lizzie, * You must remember that I am very fond of Cub, and that he is the best fellow in the world to me. I must. go and speak to father. You know he does not like to meet strangers.” In a few.moments she returned. and led them into the cabin. A table had been set by Dinah, and the two men were inyited to sit down and eat. While dcane so, and Lizzie was pour- ing out tea, the eyes of the agent were on the girl all the time, with a look half puzzled and wholly admiring. He was puz - zling his brain to make out where he had seen her before, and found it impossible to say. There was something in the’ beautiful face which reminded him of some one he had seen. in other days, some one who had been dear to him, but some- how he could not recall the person. Even-after they had risen from the table, and were preparing to depart, having no good excuse for remaining, he continued to study her coun- * ’ commiclooks. com