Beadle's Dime Novels No. 213: Squatter Dick — page 31: what you’re looking at

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ALF WAKER’S. 83 . CHAPTE R TV. Tre sun was not over an eur teh” when three horsemen anette Hoa Gee Waker’s saloon, on Chestnut street. A would have ‘hey ere te th them quiet farmers or | tn ot the three’ ‘outlaws, ‘Lake K | fh bis foe noe ri ivlered the house, and proceeded up'to the’bar.” After greeting the land- lord, who appeared to be of the same stripe, Keedy_ turned around and coolly scrutinized ‘the “pérgoris seated in the room, some talking, drinking, smoking or playing cards around the tables. His eyes sparkled a8 fie noted a short, sqtiit man,'who an- Falsha'ts Ws Guxingha ever by Slippery Dick of the green Dutchman, whom they were to pluck. ’ “Then: “Come, boys.” he cried, ‘in a ‘hearty, bluff tone, “come up St Te got the diibs ahd tio’ poor relations ear. that sted a is offer was eT ans Somatic uname on teal inal ty ia et tid Me fn aE and when the proposal was made to have a friendly game of cards, it was at once accepted by Wulff. Several games were played, the stakes ba Ws and he'was kindly aflowed to win, one after an ee “Tt ia “nals a ea how you do play !” exclaimed Luke, and calling for whisky. “They make pin Pat eel scarcely hear myself think! I aia you could beat me if it was more quiet” ~ “So?” coolly drawled Clinkinbeard. “TI dinks I kin schusd power acd ds im Sa yo T vas a pully blayer, Fis!” “Say, Alf, ha 't you got a quiet room where we can be by ? "Never mid the ot can stand it,” said ‘Keedy to the landlord as he brought the liquor. ConmiclboOolkxs.conn