Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 50 of 116
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52 THE MAID OF THE MOUNTAIN. “Tm all right,” said Willis, who had wonderful endurance. “ What yer goin’ ter do ?” “ Ken yer hold on with one hand, and pass this yer eae yer shoulder with the other?” said Ben. “ You bet yer,” replied Willis, detaching his wounded ten hand from the rock. “ Toss that noose over my head.” _ Burt gathered up the lariat, made the noose wide, and threw it over the head, as required. Willis passed his left arm through it, and shifted his entire weight to that arm. ‘The pain must have been intense, but he hung on until able to draw himself up and get his right arm through the loop, which was now drawn tight under his arms. “Take hold thar, all of yer,” he shouted. “Tm a-goin’ ter jump onter that ledge under yer feet.” The men seized the rope ; the brave fellow let go his hold and leaped. His feet struck the ledge at which he aimed, tan ghaves. of aguin, and he was held by the sirong arms of en above. The next moment he was on the platform ofa, bats Shade alk. sigh We ain’t goin’ to waste about this yer. <r tegrated __ And they’re thar ; : Ce Sates | wg parire —enre “Down thar,” replied Willis, pointing into the savy. “Didn't Y hear" ‘em? Didn’t they shoot arrers at me? Look at this yer one in my arm.” Two or three men ran to the edge of the chasm and looked a eae see nothing whatever. thar ain’t nobody down thar,” said one. . “Then I'ma liar, Whar did I git this yerarrer, say? | k Jim Willis is a slouch, don’t yer? Yer all outjump, outswim and outfight any man in ¢ Raw mind & ielbyer. aoerpnesgy = aoe jump up and try met” ter git yer comb cut,” cried Burt, unmindful of that he had just saved the life of the man he wanted to “y ken. betula and drag out ee comicldoooks.com