Beadle's Dime Novels No. 298: The Hussar Captain — page 12: what you’re looking at

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16 THE HUSSAR CAPTAIN. Soon the hum of voices broke on his ear and he quickly glanced in the direction of the sound and then loosened a pistol in its holster, but otherwise he remained unmoved, bis eyes intently watching the aperture through which his host had disuppeared. The next-instant there entered the tall and muscular form _ of his strange guide, followed by a negro fully his equal in — size and possessing a bright and intelligent face, and for a man so large, a quick and active movement, “ Qaptain, I left you longer alone than I intended; but I had to go some distance to seek Rebel, my servant here, who — was gathering firewood in the forest.” “Your cave also bas a passage leading to the land ?” said Captain Tarjeton in an inquiring tone. “ Yes, sir; but one equally well concealed from all curi ous eyes as is the river opentng; but now, while Rebel pre- a ee lll pares us a repast, we will discuss matters of deep moment | to both of us,” and the host drew a chair up to the fire and sat facing the officer, who gazed with interest-upon his ma- — jestic and graceful form, and bold face, which was almost hidden by the gray beard which fell nearly to his waist, Having thrown aside the long and heavy cloak that had enveloped him, and the storm hat he wore, he stood revealed in the garb of a hunter, for his dress, hunting-shirt, leggins, moccasins and all was that of a frontigrsman, or hunter, while in his belt he wore a brace of pistols, besides a lung knife and a broad and curved blade, partaking of both the cimeter and yataghan of the Kast. Though the glowing locks and beard were almost white, and indicated age, there was something in the clear, smooth complexion and bright, steel-gray eyes, that Caused the officer to believe him yet, comparatively, a young man, and his quick movements also aided in this belief. For a moment he seemed unconscious of the fixed gnae upon him, but then smiling, said : “ You doubtless think us a strange pair, Rebel and myself, captain? And, in trath, I believe we are; eh, Rebel ?” — ae = OE “ Yes, massa, we is strange folks, me Wink,” answered the negro, in a voice so deep as to cause the officer to start and_ end his gaze also upon him. Comicbooks.comn 7