Beadle's Dime Novels No. 231: The Texan Trailer — page 40: what you’re looking at

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ai) THE TEXAN TRAILER. At that juncture the dark form of the creature was discerned in the bushes on the other side of the creek. . Crockett caught up his rifle, but the Texan Interposed. “Hold on a minute; do you think that isa bear?” ' “Ym sartin of it.” “It looks like a bear,” replied young Carsfield, the Texan, “but, my opinion is that it is a Comanche warrior |” CHAPTER XIV. HANS BUNGSLAGER. I HAVE spoken of the feeling, or rather conviction, that came over Hans Bungslager that some one or some thing was following him. This conviction became more settled, and when he dismounted on the edge of the clearing net a particle of doubt remained. He walked forward where Katrina and Crockett were stand- ing, and referred to the annoyance, and then something else coming into his head, he forgot all about it. Walking back where his horse was standing, he was about to elevate himself to his seat, when he heard a pattering upon the leaves, and looking down the path, saw what appeared to to be a huge bear cavorting about fifty rods distant. ~- “ Doonder and blitzen | I dinks dat vos you !” he muttered, the instant he saw the creature, “ and I geis you now [” Rifle in hand, he started on a heavy run, determined to give the audacious brute his gudetus for his attempts to disturb bim. The bear seemed to take fright at his coming, and danced further away. Several times the Hollander raised his gun, but ere he could make his aim sure, the creature managed to get a tree between him and his fuc, who lowered his piece, and, with an exclamation of impatience, hurried forward to get a better position. This game at bo-peep continued for a long time, and Hans Bungslager was drawn mucli further away from his friends than he supposed. He was determined to shoot the intruder — —_ ~~ =a COMME OOS: aaa ~~ le