Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 46: what you’re looking at

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48 TEM, THE SCOUT. “Do not suppose I thought so, Lizzie. Imerely spoke of — that as the strongest argument to prove my love. But TI am ashamed that I spoke of it at all. I think I have proved my love before.” 5 | “J never doubted it, Ed. I wonder where Tim is now; _ good Tim, he is always ready to do any thing forus. I hope he has not fallen into the hands of the Indians.” “ He is not likely to do that,” said Ed. > “ He knows their tricks too, well.” . “Thrue for ye, thin, me boy,” cried a cheerful voice, “and here is Tim himself to the fore.” As he’ spoke, the scout emerged from the bushes, and stood before them, a good-natured grin overspreading his jovial face. : “ The top ay the morning till ye, Miss Lizzie. Sure it’s a sight for sore eyes to see ye ag’in, afiher the sights av copper- coléred haythins I’ve been among since last we met. Arrah, musha, it’s a sad thing to have to go into the middle av an Injun village, and me hatin’ the black bastes as I do. Hoot! bad luck to thim.” “ Where have you been, Tim?” asked Ed. “Been! Sure ve been to Prophet’s Town, just.” ‘ Prophet’s Town !” shouted Ed., leaping to his feet.“ And you have brought away your scalp safe! But you didn’t go into the town ?” “That’s your mistake, Masther Ed.,” replied Tim. “TI walked intil the town as bould as a Hon, wid me friend, Cap- . tain Wilson.” all “ You will have to explain that piesa to the General, Tim. It looks like consorting with the enemy.” “ Phat else would it look like, thin?” replied Tim, coolly. , “T was doin’ that same thing.” “T am sorry to hear you say it, Tim. What induced you to go with him ?” - “ Sure he hired. me to go,” replied Tim. “He giv’ me five goold suy’rins in my fist. And by the same token, I have — them now.” “You have taken pay for your services ?” asked Ed., sadly. a. “Troth I have, thin. An’ I'll do it agin the same way. ° Commicloooks.conm