Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 43: what you’re looking at

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THE GLIMMER OF A CAMP-FIRE. 45 turn. By the time they were fairly in the cafion again it was fully dark, and, walled in as they | were on either hand by such high, rocky cliffs, the darkness became so profound that they could scarcely see a step before them. But they remembered the route too well to go astray, and they moved cautiously but unhesilatingly forward in the di- rection of the cavern that they had selected for their home, while at work in this region, At the upper end of the cafion, indeed hefore it narrowed enough really to deserve the name, there was a mass of trees and undergrowth, through which the three hunters..were making their way, when Black Tom uttered his low, sudden “sh!” of alarm, “The others.paused. and listened, and looked around to learn the cause of this signal of their-companion. Like the faint twinkle-of a star low down in the horizon, the three caught the glimmer of a camp-fire in this mass of vegetation and undergrowth. “ I knowed thar war others ’bout,” said Black Tom, after a moment's pause ; “ whether they’re red or pewereciineere tell till we find out.” ; “Let's do it,” said old Stebbins, and erp: et three set out toward the point of light, moving in the stealthy, silent manner that had become almost a second nature to them ; but they had not gone far when Tom paused and said : “ Go ahead and I’arn what yer can, and I'll go down to the cavern and wait for ye. Thar’s no need of all of us goin’ there.” ri The trapper moved away from them as he spoke, not wait- ing to hear their opinions; and, as each party met with a cur- ious adventure very shortly after, we will proceed to give them conmniclooolks. corn