Pulp Fiction, 1871 · page 12 of 54
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~ 14 _ (THE TEXAN TRAILER. The hunter saw him twitch from the stinging pain, as, with an ominous, cavernous growl, he disappeared in the cabin, from whose interior were heard the heart-rending shrieks of the terror-stricken girl. Crockett became desperate. His rifle was of po further ase, and throwing it aside, he threw his arm back of his neck, and drew forth an awful-looking knife—a genuine Bowie, presented to the hunter by the daring little inventor himself. “ Panthers and wildcats!” he exclaimed, as he ran like a deer across the clearing; “that bear has got into the wrong pen, and ef he isn’t got out in a hurry, he'll raise the biggest —~—» kind of a rumpus, which I rather reckon he’s doing now !” In a twinkling, he was at the donr, and without hesitation sprung within. Only a glance was needed to understand the situation. The fair fugitive, upon reaching the interior of the cabin, had felt instinctively that there was no safety upon the lower floor, and had gone up the stairs in the corner, in a moreex peditious manner than she had ever done before. The bear evidently had not seen her, and was nosing around for her in the lower apartment. When the hunter bounded into the room, he was the very man he wanted to © see and he “ went for him.” Crockett had been in a hand-to-hand struggle before with ; these creatures and he knew what they were. He wasn't par- ticularly anxivus to be caught at a disadvantage, so when the — brute made a plunge at him, he dodged and slipped aside, the bear striking with such force against the door that it was banged to, an] the two contestants were thus shut together. “ Come up stairs! quick!” shouted the same voice that had uttered the screams. “Come quick or you will be killed! He will have you sure, if you don’t hurry !” Now, if this same voice had only remained quiet, it is not at all improbable that Crockett might have retreated up-stairs ; but, with his characteristic stubbornness, he determined to pay no heed to this appeal, while at the same time he was ac- tuated by a suspicion that perhaps the bear might invade this retreat, and endanger the young lady whom he was 80 * aoe comichooks.conn ——