Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 78: what you’re looking at

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ry ae: 82° THE GIRL TRAILER, of our corrals in the next large swamp—just a handy night’s ride, and in that way work them out of the State. Then our’ men pick them out in small droves and send them to all points of the compass, to be sold for shekels of gold and shekels of silver; for we spoil the Egyptians mightily—yea, verily, do we so.” The nasal twang with which this was delivered struck the lad as intensely ludicrous, for he burst into a hearty laugh. Reaching the island, they found that the men had already imprisoned Maud in one of the huts, and ores Bracer stood guard at the door. “ She’s in thar, Cap,” he said, “an’ ain't she tearin’ mad! I believe my aval she’d raise the ha’r of this young man with you, she’s so cussid mad.” “She will get over that, in time,’ replied Gaston, quietly. ‘“T have yet to see the person, man or woman, whom I could not tame, if time and opportunity were only granted me, None of your insolence to her, however.” “ What’n thunder d’ye mean ?” “T remember what you said to her upon the day when we went to Huntsville, you dog.” “T ’members the day, too,” replied Buck, with a grin. To his surprise, Gaston caught him by the throat, and shook him until his teeth seemed to rattle in his jaws. “You dog, you thief, you low villain! How dare you re- mind me of that day? Iwill choke the life out of your in-: fernul carcass.” Buck Bracer grew black in the face ; his tongue protruded from bis mouth, and if some one had not caught the arm of the irate captain, one villain the less would have cumbered the soil of Minnesota, Gaston dropped his hand and stood glar- ing at Bracer, who was reeling blindly backward, 80 fall had been the clasp upon his throat. “ What had he done, Cap ?” said one of the men. “I’m sure I didn’t hear anything out of the way.” “He knows—the black-hearted thief!” hissed Gaston Foix. ‘Hold up, you fool; what do you stagger in that way for ?” “I won’t forget this,” said Buck, passing his hand across conniclooolks.com