Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 39: what you’re looking at

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' YONDER’ HE’ Is. 41 unknown white men to eneounter before they — hope to go back to the United States with * coffers filled. Mish i] It will be recollected that on the night of Tecdy O'Doliérty’ s first encounter with the brute, he saw and spoke to a strange man that passed near him—a stranger who was on foot, and who netuoes to. pause and make are his identity to ‘him. The presence of this. white ‘man, they believed, indicated the presence of others, and it thus behooved our friends to use the utmost circumspection in their movements. They were scarcely a half day’s journey from their destination, and it lacked yet au hour or two of noon, when they feined' up their horses for what they intended should be the long halt. Here was capital hunting-grounds, and it was only a few *miles beyond this w it was better, and where they had spent several years i e business. There were hills and mountains, rivers, cra AR cafions, prairies, woods, and the most romantic diversification of land; there were abundant places where they could approach within a dozen feet of a foe, Without sceing him. t4 They kuew the ground well, and ‘the wonder was that as ‘gold seemed to be all about them in such abundance, they had ‘hever detected thie indications of it before. A secluded place was discovered, where their horses were ‘turned loose to roam free and get themselves in prime condi- ‘tion, pa Ge Dag hoe omareind to put their — in the same healthy state. In a rude, cavern-like structure, made. by dhe jansbiing? of immense masses of rock together in a remote period of the world, the trappers placed their sacdles and luggage, while, ‘carrying their rifles and oe, ribs > out upon a prospect- ing tour. “ T wonder if that ar’ critter is anywhar ‘bout yer,” marked Black Tom, as they moved away together. “ I don’t,” replied old Stebbins. “Why not?” “Canse youder he is this very minute.” As he spoke, the old hunter pointed upward 'to the top of & cliff, fall five hundred feet above them, and several hundred yards distane, There, in full relief against the blue sky, stood cCommicloooks.conn