Beadle's Dime Novels No. 231: The Texan Trailer — page 34: what you’re looking at

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64 WIE THXAN TRAILER. _ © Hallo ! there’s something now !” whispered Crockett, touch- ing the arm of the girl, “and by the hokey-pokey, if it ain’t a big bear !” A large lumbering animal could be seen, shambling awk- wardly over the clearing near the house, as though he were searching for something to eat. The great bear-hunter impulsively raised his gun. “ What are you going to do ?” she asked. “ Just wait a moment,and see huw nice I will drop that chap.” “No; you mustn't,” she interrupted, drawing down his arm, “ Remember the promise you made to Sebastian.” “ But he didn’t mean bears,” plead Crockeit, very loth to ~~ forego the pleasure of picking off the noble game. “ He meant every thing ; he meant that you mustn't make the least noise to bring the Comanches down < ets us, and you musin’t do it!” By this time the bear*had disappeared around the house, and the hunter reluctantly lowered liis piece. “ Would thar be any harm,” he asked, entreatingly, “in me slipping after the critter, atid chasing him away off in the woods, and then dropping him ?” “ And leaving me alone ?” “ Ah, me!” sighed Crockett, “I s’pose you're right, but b’ars is my weakness, and when I see one, ‘thar’s such an itching in my hands, that it’s mighty hard work to keep’ still; but I'll stick to you, till we get out of this muss.” — He asked as a boon, however, that she would consent to his standing where he was so as to bok at the bear, if he should put in an appearance again. Katrina could not well refuse this, but she took good care to remain with him, for after what she had witnessed, it was plain that he could not be trusted, in the matter of bears. Crockett stood faithful at his post for half an hour, care- fully scanning the clearing, forgetful of the absent Bungslager, and Sebastian, and of his own danger, and intent only upon seeing the animal which he bad hunted with so much zest in the years past in the wilds of his own Tennessee, - But nothing more of the huge creature was seen, an turn- ing disappointedly away, he and Katrina walked back in the Comichooks-com