Beadle's Dime Novels No. 231: The Texan Trailer — page 31: what you’re looking at

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ANOTHER SCARE. — Al seean, as he rode along ani recalled the fright of the horse rid- den by his friend. “I wonder if he was as big a critter as I shot yesterday? If he was I'd like to get a shot at him.” He held up his rifie in front of him, as he passed through a small patch of moonlight, to make sure that the priming was in good condition. * She's allers ready,” he mused, as he still held it. “I don't a like Injins, and I do like b’ars, and I’d a blamed sight rather shoot one of the four-footed than one of the, two-legged crit- ters, and if one should come ‘long just now—” “ Hilloa !” called Hans again, in an unusually cautious voice. Well, what now?” asked Crockett, turning his. head; ‘speak too loud.” “ My hoss is skeart ag’in.” - # What by ?” __. “T dinks dat bear ish follerin’ me,” replied Hans, looking htedly over his shoulder. “ Where is he ?” was the excited demand of Crockett, who thought no more of lovers or Indians. “ Do you see him?” “ No, but I hears him valk, and the hoss he don’t like it; “I dinks he pig bear or else he be Injin dat is trying to shte?" — : “I guess it’s more likely to be a red-skin than any ’ else,” replied the Tennesseean, instantly becoming very cA , -‘ Spect in his movements, “ and whichever it is, I've got ‘May gun on 'em !” . Sag aoe Sis , r ~~ rene : - CHAPTER VII. HEMMED IN. WHen young Sebastian Carsfield started in quest of Katrina Danesn, it is not to be supposed that he would permit any thing to delay him on the way. “s The fact that she was alone, at such a dangerous time as this, was enough to give wings to his feet, and in a short time he erossed the clearing and stood in front of the cabin from | which they had departed a few hours before. — — COMM OO Sei — <n,