Beadle's Dime Novels No. 153: Mohawk Nat — page 48: what you’re looking at

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50 MOHAWK NAT. hideous vagabone before; now, oomparatyyely speakin’, he is handsome, He orter thank me. Iheern tell of a feller, one time, that had the biggest pair of lips on his muzzle you ever see’'d. Ob, they was awful big. Knew the man myself. He insulted a young chap one day, an’ the youth hit out at him an’ knocked his lips all to pieces.) When he cum to his senses ag’in, and looked at hisself in a mirror, he was a good- lookin’ chap. That blow had cured him of his big lips, ‘for- ever.” “Ts it possible “Tv’s more than that; it’s truth, Mr. Fox.” “ My name is Camille Devereux.” “All right, Camel Devil You. Can’t say I admire the name,” “You do not pronounce it aright.” “You'd better let me call you Mister Fox. That's what the Injins call you, ain’t it? It’s a purty name, too; but, it don’t matter. If you care to have me name you. something else, I'll do it,” “ Call me what you choose,” said the other, angrily ; “ attend to what, Fe been tying to tell you for 0 ong « time.” “Pm talkin’ now, myself, I was tellin’ you about this young man that got his lip bu’sted. He found ont that the boy that did the job was poor, an’ he made him a handsome - present for makin’ him a handsome man.” “ Enough of this, now listen tome. Let us waste no more time in silly badinage.” “Bad eggs! An’ silly! Look here, Mister Fox. I'ms plain hunter, an’ I won’t stand that from any man!” “You will drive me to do something I shall be sorry for afterward,” said Le Renard. “I ask you once again to listen to me. I know you at your real worth, and it seems singu- lar that @ man of your sense should descend to such silly speech and behavior. “You are a good scont, a brave man, an enemy worthy of my steel, whom I have sought to entrap for many a long day. F have you. now, and I wish you to listen to me, as between man and man.” Se on with -your proclamation ; you’ye got the pig by the ; what yer waitin’ for ?” GORME OO KSaCOnN