The Maid of the Mountain — page 10: what you’re looking at

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12 THE MAID OF THE MOUNTAIN. - first, Lwas. justlike you. Every thing was against.me. I had just no luck at all. .1 could not pay. my bills, half the time ; and, as for,taking a hand at monté, or betting ona good-hand, I was nowhere. But, after a while, my luck came, and ¥ve got forty thousand, in the bank at ‘Frisco. Now, all I want __ is to lay out these red-handed ruffians, and then I will g go home tothe Staten” “TI don’t think Y shall ever leave California,” said Elliot. “ Tloverit. This wildlife I am leading suits me, and if we can only clear it of these vile Greasers, whom I suspect of being the instigators _Tobberies, if not the men who do the work, SF peed a pats one to dwellin.” _ “Do you think so, Tommy? Then you and I agree. There are some English and Americans in the band, but this cut- throat business is Greaser all over. No otber People on earth would do -cold- -blooded, murders... Ever since ,Fremont conquered them they, have hated us,and we must look for por code cog peti what is sho zens ba tie of commotion risen. near one of the fires of- ficers rose and walked toward it, Two rapgers had just come in, leading 4 Mexican as prisoner. He was a sullen-looking fellow, with the dark hair peculiar to his nation, and 9 malig- nant look in the depths of his black eyes. 7 ‘hat have you there, Pardee ?” asked the captain, _—-" | : yer, capting,” said the ranger, who was 9 Pike- fp open “ this, i vi a-crawlin’ round Pe | er ng ag ou * pany heavy. Jest ask him » whar he was wil ye a ~ pee ae ix‘ conmicldooks.conm