Pulp Fiction, 1874 · page 97 of 100
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~ A DOUBLE WEDDING, » 101 In a few days Rod Phelps was convalescent and the party at his invitation rode out to the place where he had been wounded. Maud, Jennie, Wallace, Old Jess and Repeater Ryan were of the party. The large canoe of Gaston Foix lay abandoned on the shore. “ Get into the canoe all of you,” said Rod. “Iam going to show you why Gaston Foix was ready to do cama to possess the land.” The canoe quickly passed over the narrow space’ ond the party landed. In the middJe of the island lay an iron bar, and taking it up, Rod struck the rock sharply. In- Stead of the sound of iron against stone they heard the peculiar thud which follows when a hard metal strikes a softer one. Stooping quickly Rod took up a detached frag- ment, and held it up before them, gleaming in the sun. “ Silver!” said Rod. “In the little space upon which we stand are riches enough to make you the wealthiest man in Minnesota. I congratulate you, Burton. And while we are on the subject, here is the paper which you signed, giving me one-third of the island. Take it back.” Wallace looked at the paper in silence. “T have no right to it,” ‘said’ Rod. “ Neither of us dreamed what we were doing when that paper was signed.” Maud was eagerly watching her lover, to see if his love of wealth would permit him to take back the paper, and her heart gave a great throb as be took it—a throb of anguish— for she said to her heart that now she would never be his wife. But he turned to Jennie with a smile, and put it in her hand. “Take it,” he said, “and keep it safe, for Rod might be mad enough to destroy it. On your wedding-day give it to your husband, for he bas earned it nobly by yous help. Do you think I am a rascal, Rod Phelps ?” “ Bully for you, Mr. Biicton !’ cried Old Jess. “I give you what you asked of me now, and welcome, but if you took back that paper, I'd see you durned fust.” Three months after, there was a grand double wedding at Squire Seth Phelps’ house, in Huntsville, when Wallace and Maud, Rod Phelps and Jennie, were married, There, too, were Old Jess, Ben Slawson, Repeater Ryan, the real, Simon- conniclooolks.comn