Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 17: what you’re looking at

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THE SURVEYOR. 21. Carroll. Red hair, gray eyes, lively tongue. Rides with a high Mexican saddle and a single spur. Has a gift of the gab werry rapid, and—” | “Found !” roared Old Jess. “ Rod Phelps, my boy, I’m Mighty glad to see you.” “Same to you, old man. I’m been tramping after game, Other employment failing, and I thought I’d come this way. Did you want any thing particular of me ?” “A little job of surveying.” : I’m your zooseberry ; trot out your job and let me tackle ings While he is unstrapping his game-bag let us take a look at this border surveyor. He is rather below the medium hight, With powerful shoulders and well-shaped limbs. His face, framed in russet brown beard and mustache, is manly and honest. The curl in his upper lip und the twinkle in his blue eyes bespoke a nature full of humor. In short he was & perfect specimen of the borderman, quick on the trigger, but ready to do the fair thing by every man. “ The girls have dug out,” he said, as he threw the game- bag on the ground. “Did you ever see such a little devil as Jennie Carroll? And yet, stranger, I’d like to see the man, ig or little, that would dare insult her when Rod Phelps is y.” “This is Mr. Wallace Burton, of York State,” said Jesse, “and he’s one of your sort too, Rod. A high old boy—he Sea regular out and outer. He’s the man that wants you to do a job of work.” Where is it ?’ queried Rod Phelps. “ Section forty ; up nigh the lake.” “Section forty? Have you got your papers all right, Mr. Burton? Beeause if you have not ’'d recommend? you to be mighty quick about it for there is a man squatting on that SeClion that is hot to take up the land. He told me day be- fore yesterday that he was going to buy it in to-day.” | “Who is it ?”? demanded Jesse, “T thought you knew that. It is Gaston Foix, and if there is a dirty scoundrel on the face of the earth he is the man. I tlon’t care if be gs Jennie’s cousin; he is a low thief all the Same. Have you got your faust mustang yet, Jesse t” y Conic sxooks.comn)