Beadle's Dime Novels No. 231: The Texan Trailer — page 44: what you’re looking at

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“ Doonder and blitzen !” he exclaimed, a she plunged after it, still grasping his gun, with a vice-like grip. He managed to secure the bundle just as it was ‘sinking, but it was only a partial success. The indispensables re- mained in his hands, but the shoes, with the carefully knit stockings wadded in them, vanished from his view, He groped around in the water some time for them, but they were not to be found, and not a litle disappointed, he made his way to land, nurrowly escaping a total submerge cre he succeeded. ~ He concluded that this way of crossing was not without its dicadvantages, and he wus not clear in his mind that he could recommend iis adoption to his friends. But, Hans was a sort of philosopher, and donning his pants, put himself in the best condition possible. ‘At this juncutre it oceurred to him that perhaps Katrina would be somewhat concerned. at his absence, and he regretted _ that he had not made known his intention before he started in pursuit of his bear. He debated the matter awhile, but saw no practical way of remedying the matter, and resolved to give it no further at tention. Child-like, he still felt the desire to keep moving, under the impression that he was getting further and further away from his peril. _ He had not accomplished any considerable distance, when he found that he was unequal to the task of what would have been but sport in bis boyhood, He was not walking upon @ carpet, nor anything like it. In the darkness he could not pick his way, and the part of prudence was for him to stup. “T dinks I takes a nap, and shtarts when de morning comes to-morrow,” he murmured, as he selected a suitable spot and stretched himself upon the ground, where, for the present, I leave him, sleeping the sleep of innocence and health, COME XOO<S.COnn — - <