Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 35 of 116
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SIMPKINS AND THE GHOST. a not at all admiring the situation. The solemn stillness which now reigned everywhere struck a nameless terror into him, and when he spoke his yoice had an unmistakable quaver in ‘it. “Say!” There was no reply. “ Mr. Ghost!” Still no answer. . : “Mrs. Ghost!” The rocks only gave. back the sound of his voice, and he looked back at Tommy to see if it was not a sell. “ Miss Ghost !” he went on to say. “Gosh; that’s all the family, unless its a boy-ghost, and objects to being ‘ miistered. ; Say, ain’t yew goin’ tew speak ?” e “What do you want ?” said the voice, so suddenly and so near that the Yankee Jeaped from the ground. “T want sew speak tew yew.” - “Say on.” “Did yew say thet we would all get our throats cut ‘fore mornin’ ?” “Tt may: be so.” “ But, Mr. Ghost, don’t that seem rather harsh, so tew speak ? ~ Ain’t it carryin’ a joke tew fur. Now I like a joke as well as anybody, but garn a joke that gerstew. far. _Yew sf’ fool- in’, ain’t yew?” | “Take warning, vain man. Leave this feiniead never again set foot in its unhallowed precincts. There is death in the air youbreathe. I have warnéd your officers, I now warn you. Turn your steps toward the villages and never again be seen in the foot-hills of the sierras.” - “That's yewr delib’rit opinion, is it, mister ?” asked the Yankee. “It is.” . , “ Now, what’s the use of your bein’ so orrery? What good i is this place tew yew? Can ghosts eat or drink or dig gold? Course they can’t! It’s ag’in all reason that they should, and a good-natured ghost wouldn't act so darned orn- ery as yew dew. He'd ict a feller stay here.” “ Trreverent man, away !” “Jest as yew say. Of course, yew have a priory right, 147 2 . Re comichooks.com