Beadle's Dime Novels No. 214: The Forest Monster — page 93: what you’re looking at

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TIMELY AID 95 “ There ain’t no more chance of doin’ that)’ replied the trapper, “ than thar is of ridin’ our borses_up them forty feet of rocks, that ar’ as straight.up and down as the side of a house. Ain’t that so, Steb ?” “ Astrue as Gospel,’ replied the old man, looking fixedly at the red-skins. “In the name of heaven, then, what is to be done?” de. manded Hammond, in desperation. “ Nothin’y’ was) the sullen reply of Tom, who had some- thing of the Indian stoicism in the presence of the inevit- able. “I ax only one —— “ What's that?” “That I could say gaadiy to the old woman and little ones at home afore I go under,” he answered, as he anew his hand across his eyes; “ but it’s no use.” “ Lamora,” said Hammond, suddenly turning toward the fair girl, “ what will became of you?” ji “I do not think they will harm me,” she replied. op am known to many, and will aon be pg to Kipwan aller—" _ “ After we are ‘fend. ” “ No—no, dou’t say that,” she said, with santa Hip. “ Bat > Fou satnateath sagen ds “And there ie for. yoni ‘thank ‘beaten for that ?" was the fervent exclamation of the young lover. ‘“ Lamora, the fature was all sunshine to us, but the night has come: ‘sooner than we expected. Go back to your Indian friends again, for, after Iam gone, you will find none so faithful. Bear me in re- | and I shall —— peapery_nterebenareel shore.” fies eal “ Don’t—don’t,”. plead the Poor gi, “bravely striving to u cele emit nt ee near me, Lamora, for ale my vat moment comes, as come it mus', let my Jast glance be fixed upon you—” “ Stop | step!” she wailed, “ or you will break my heart.” The Blackfeet took the matter quite leisurely. They had fhe whites in. their power, and ‘they: indulged in a few Whoops, by way of giving vent to their exultation, but still they made no immediate demonstration. — comlicloooks.com