Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 95 of 100
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. THE MYSTERY EXPLAINED. 97 But they had caught sight of the hideous creature, and they waited for no further driving, but went tearing down the cafion, with the speed of the wind. J “ Now, out of hyar, afore they kin cotch us ag’in !” exclaimed Black Tom; “ let’s git on the open prairie as quick as light ning.” | The horses were put.to their full gallop, and a few seconds later stood upon the high, level ground, free from all threatened peril. The Indians had vanished with such precipitous haste that not one of them was in sight. teres 5 .. Our friends halted-a few seconds, while Jerval came plunging up the cafion after them. When he had fairly reached them, and began frisking around Lamora in his awkward way, Ham- “ Before we leave this part of the country forever, let me ex- plain a mystery to you. You have, like hundreds of others, been terrified about this wonderful animal, and I myself have heard many of the marvelous stories told about him. Let me say, however, that he has never killed a man, and never can, for he has not the ability, at least, when he appears in this “ What !” interrupted Black Tom ; “ do yer mean to say that he never chawed up nobody ?” mood | i “ Never,” laughed Hammond ; “ look here.” Stooping down, he busied himself for a few moments about the legs and body of the animal, and then uncovered him, and there stood before the astounded gaze of the trio a large New- foundland dog, that instantly testified its vitality by attempt ing to leap up to Lamora, to receive her caresses. “ Some years ago, when the Meagan. Indians located in this a section, they discovered the presence of gold about them. Know- ing that this was liable to be found by the hunters that were con- stantly going back and forth through this section, they hit upon an ingenious expedient. Kipwan, the chief, had been given a young, intelligent Newfoundland dog by trader, and, knowing the superstitions of the hunters and Indians, he got up. this animal, which was made altogether different from any thing that had ever been heard of before. Making 4 number’ of Cconmicoooks.conhn