Beadle's Dime Novels No. 231: The Texan Trailer — page 26: what you’re looking at

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al Deere Sr i ere : - eat’. the society of such a daring, chivalrous young man, as h- knew Carsfield to be, and he thought that at the tardy rate pur- syed by him and Hans, the two fleet-limbed lovers ought to be somewhere in the vicinity. But fully another mile was now passed and nothing was heard of them. Once again the report of a gun had been heard, but this time it was in another direction, and so far away, as to be quite a relief. Neither of the alarms had come from the rear, so there was no reason to fear that Cars- field and Katrina were in any difficulty. “T say, hilloa!’ suddenly called out Hans, in the husky, eager tones of one who is alarmed and excited. “TI say, hilloa !” “ Wal, what's the matter, man ?” inquired the hunter, rein- ing up his mustang until the horse of the Dutchman could approach no closer. “T hash sumfin’ to dells you.” “ Let me hear it then.” “Tt ish a good joke.” _ really seemed as if he would fall from the of his animal. He made several attempts to speak, but bef could make himself intelligible he broke off into im moggrate ge again. y Crockett lost patience. “You can stay there and laugh, while I go on.” d on! hold on, Mister Crockett—ain't it fooney—but ! haw! haw !—one great mistake—haw ! haw! ; wrong path, and we're furder away from de settlement dan when we shtarted! haw! haw! haw! haw! haw! haw !” And thereupon Hans began shaking seta until it GOMUCHODSs com 7? = P-*