ComicBooks.com Register / Loginit's free!

Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 42 of 100

Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 42: what you’re looking at

📖 Open the full issue in the page-flip reader →
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 42: Pulp Fiction, 1870

A restored page from Pulp Fiction, 1870. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.

📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

44 ~ THE FOREST MONSTER: Here there was a demonstration of what this fearful crea- ture could do, when excited. by anger, and it sent a natural shudder through the whole three. “T tell yer,” said old Stebbins, in a solemn undertone; “it wouldn’t take mucli to turn. me back ag’in toward the States.” | Biack Tom was. oiled, a moment, and then shook his “ No; thar’s gold around us, and we'll stay long ’nough to git some of it to pay fur comin’ hyar.” “Td rather have the Blackfeet swarmin’ all. around, than that ar’ single critter.” “So would I; but how you goin’ to help it ?” “ Kaap with me,” said Teddy. “The baste und mesilf ar on the bist of terms, as me Bridget remarked whin she threw her parlor-sofa (that she used as a bootjack) at me hid, and by r’ason of me prisence wid yees, yell be thrated in the same ilegant sbtyle.” All this might be true, but there was little probability of it, and the two trappers were too great veterans in the service to place any reliance upon it. Indeed they believed it would be fatal foolhardiness. for the Irishman to trust himself in its power again. But they saw no remedy anaept to eptrest, and they were not yet prepared for that. So they returned to the brook and resumed their hunt for the gold, By this time the afternoon was well nigh passed, and little time was left.for them to continue their work. They had nigh reached the place where they had discovered the aurifer- ous particles the preceding spring, and they pressed on until they saw the yellow ore gleaming under the crystal waters, just as it had gleamed there for many a long year, “ Here’ssome of the stuff any Way,” said Black Tom, after he had lifted a lot in his: hand and carefully scrutinized, it. “ Yes; thar’s no mistake "bont that,” replied old. Stebbins. “ We kin begin work: right here, and make more ina day, than. in a, week by. trapping: So, what do yer say? Do we resoom 2?” — _“ In the mornin’; we'll take a sleep on it.” Gathering up their implements, they started on their re Copmiclooolks com