Beadle's Dime Novels No. 213: Squatter Dick — page 34: what you’re looking at

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36 SQUATTER.. DICK. the, deed) he meditated, and. with,.a, suppressed curse he would push. the bottle across the table, urging his adversary to fill up, and. drink with him. | This adjuration.was invariably complied with, but although the liquor disappeared, the desired result seemed no, nearer than an hour before, _. Keedy now whispered a. few words to Tadlock, which that worthy, received with a muttered remonsirance, saying that the other way was the shortest, and, therefore, the best; but disap- peared, through the low, doorway, and was -heard stumbling down the rickety stairs,. blaspheming, at every step... Scott now essayed to rise erect, but as be pushed back his chair, be recled and fell to. the floor, where, after an ineffectual effort to arise, he lay grumbling and muttering in a husky tone, _ Then, he, oe authors to. wai antes, tune, thromeb, his nostrils, snorin ‘Y- _Keedy Sheenvedl this with an 4 but Wulff ‘only emptied another glass and refilled his, huge pipe, shuffling the ae cards for another deal. Tadlock was, heard climbing up the stairs, and _afler once falling half way down them again, he entered,the room, bear- ing.a,¢apacious black bottle in one, hand, while the other was outstretched, to balance his drunken footsteps. . “ Hyar she am, boss, an’ all fixed up bully,” dropping it upon the table where Keedy caught it before it Falled to the floor... “Dry, up, yeu, drunken. fool ” Luke. explained, aperily, casting a side-glance at the. Dutehman, whose stolid. counte- nance betrayed no signs of haying heard the words. . Tadlock, muttering, to. himself, stepped. backwards and his foot striking against the sleeping form of Scout, he fell sprawl- ing full length upon the floor... Then he turned, and_ laying his head upon his comrade’s body closed his eyes, declaring that he would haye a snooze if, it cost a lawsuit. The door was now cautiously pushed open and the bloated visage of Waker appeared, but was withdrawn as paedy angrily exclaimed : . “© What the devil. do. you want? It’s only those drunken fools,... Now don’t you come up again, nor Jet any one else ~ come up until I. send for you, Tcan't pley if I am interrupted every minute ; do you hear?” connicloooks. corn