Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 45 of 100
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Sod ing for the channel described by Granger, mntil their Patience was pretty well exhausted, they at last fuund it, an! beenan th -ir silent ascent, It was no very enviahle operation for four meonvin an open boat, to sei boldly into a place where they had every reason to expect a band of bloolthirsty desperadoes wera lurking, who would not feel disposed to treat visitors with mreh courtesy, But little they thought or cared about that. Thev kept on; and soon the rough, natural fortress loomed sudlenly. up before them. They reste! on their oars for a short time, to ascertain if they were discovere]; but all was silent as the chamber of death; so they pulled gently for- werd, threngh the narrow passage-way, and, in a few mo- ments, were floating on the still waters of the forest har- bor. A single glance showed them that the ‘ Black Vulture and its Tender” were not there; and as there was no ap- perrance of life within the camp, Hloward determined to lund and give the place a thorough examination, As this Was no very extensive affair, it did not tuke them long to accomplish it. “Well, boys.” s#X1 Toward, as they walked toward the boat after finishing their search, ‘1 fancy these free- thinking gentlemen are all off, and have lefi us in full pos- session of their camp, that, to all appearance, can't con- tain munch to pay us for our trouble. They bad quite a snug berth here, but rather out of the way, for my. taste."’ “Tf we could blunderinto that cave which the Spaniard told you about, Mr. Howard, we might fiud something worth while,” said Allen. **T do not think they would leave much plunder here; for they must have known the Spaniard woull betray them, Bat there is no use staying here any longer; it's as gloomy as a church-yard at midnight; let us be geing.” The proceedings of Howard and his party had not been entirely unseen ; at least one pair of eyes bad watched conmiclbdooks.conn