Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 84: what you’re looking at

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—« 86 THE FOREST MONSTER. to locate it, and when the flame flared up, the eycs of the hunters sparkled. “ Blars and buffers?” exclaimed Black Tom, ina frightéied undertone, as’ he Jooked: aes’ about him, “ don’ it pes every! thing ?” “Tt does that,’ assented old Stebbins, whose exit snatin was scarcely less; “‘ ef we can tote that home, earl ee end to our trappin’.” ‘Teddy threw on ‘the fuel, and the illumination was fotind amply sufficient. ‘The yellow nuggets were shining all about them, and all that they had to do was to gather them. There was something grotesque and’ weird in the scene. The vast, corridor-like cave, lit up by the burning wood—the shining glitter of the jagged wall—the three figures with their swarthy faces lit up, not by°the fire’ alone, but by the -eager passion that was stirring each heart to its utmost depths—all this made up a “saan bes ane eg gees and) —— ‘ap ng. oF A spell seemed to ‘piel ipo thcvthiels' for a. few vderate They were so overcome by this pulpable evidence of the im- mense wealth lying within their-reach, ‘that: teey were’ — to wait for the reaction. Stepping forward, old Stebbins | swung his pick over sang head, and buried its point several inches in the compact earth! Then, as he forced the voor ae several a aopped to the ground, “ Pick ‘em up,” he called ‘out; in ia husky’ voice, ¥ and ru keep yer busy.” » is AD Biove a 3 Dv lieeeine Teddy and Black Tom oie up this: sbesiaties and se posited them in the huge sack, made of bear-skin, that had been brought for that purpose, while the old hunter plied the pick with a vigor that amounted to fury. Only now and then did they speak, for they were Wietiged by strange emotions. ‘Old Stebbins seemed literally tireless. Thump, thamp, went his implement, like the throbbing of an engine. Now and then the fire was struck from the hardened point, and once it glanced with such violence as to fly from his hand, and go spinning, end over end, several yards away. - He walked to where it liad fallen, and picking it up, with- out a word, retorned to his labor, and droye it in nvain, the conmmiclooOoks. conn