Beadle's Dime Novels No. 300: The Crested Serpent — page 38: what you’re looking at

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43 (HE ORESTRD SERPENT, sageway stretched before him, which he traversed as fast as jhe possibly could. It descended in devious ways, until, at Jength, it suddenly came to an end. Here be extinguished — the taper, and by a dexterous movement a portion of the rock where he had rested moved, and the starry firmament was disclosed to him. Leaving the mountain base, he passed its: its point toward the east, until he struck the trail that led to- the Aztec eave, and by a continued: swinging trot was not long in reaching the secret entrance, and once more stood in the Aztec chapel. , “My son, you are safe, and I am satisfied the one you serve is also safe.” “ Yes; mother, we are both ‘safe, and Senor Vidal is now lieutenant-colonel in the Tiger regiment. “Phat is as it should be. Be prudent, and we will have | Arnaud Boussard and “Murieta, the Arab woman, writhing in the agonies of death in this chamber.” Humfredo tben gave ber all the required information in reference to the aspirations of Boussard and Murieta, and Vi- dal’s supposed connection with the dead emperor, [turbide. “To-morrow I sball enter the camp of the Tigers. Then ' their fate will be sealed, for I will lead them. to their awful | doom so sure as the planets shine above us in their solemn beanty.” | “ Adios, dear mother; If must away.” : He kissed his mother’s brow and retraced his steps to the: outlet from the mountain’s side. Touching the secret spring, the rocky slab slid aside, and he stepped from the-passageway, and the rock moved back and closed ‘the aperture. With a rapid step he went forward, when a hand was laid upon his shoulder. Almost paralyzed with terror at the fear that his ‘secret was discovered, he stood as if rooted to the spot. “The young senorshas a secret,” said -a harsh voice, “ and the White Tiger of the. Tropics has fallen into bad hands. Ha! ha! old Lopez was. ont drinking the inspiring ardiente, -when he saw you take what-seemed a cold trail. What-have you in there, you young spying devils?’ and he keview 9d his powerful grasp upon Humfredo. - What was to be done ?.. The Mexican wasa man of great -gtrength, and there st ‘n0 "eepe from him. A combat with # | i) comlenooks. com * I :