Beadle's Dime Novels No. 309: Mountain Ned — page 18: what you’re looking at

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20 MOUNTAIN NED, As he spoke his robe expanded and took the shape of gi- gantic wings. With ashoutof derisive laughter be launched himself over the. precipice and went down into the awful depths. Mountain Ned, bending upon one knee at the brink, watched him as he went -down, assuming the appearance of a great double globe as the wings collapsed and sunk to his sides, and he looked up to meet the wild glance of the young mountaineer. “Ha, ha, ha! Will you follow now? Who can keep the trail of the Flying Scout ?” He turned and darting suddenly behind a point of rocks he was gone, leaving Mountain Ned filled with wonder, star- ing at the place where he had stood. CHAPTER III. VERACITY #NODGRABB. By this time the Dutchman had found a mean to cross the chasm and joined his friend upon the rocks. “ Dot vellers vas a vool,” he said. “ Dere vas no more of him left ash a crease-spot.” . “Do you think he is dead ?” “Deat? Of course he vas deat !” “You are mistaken, Jan; he lighted like a falling fea- ther, langhed at me, and ran in behind the rocks. Let’s see if we can get down on the level and take up the trail.” They searched about and found a crevice which extended from the top of the rocks to the level upon which the Fly- ing Scout had alighted so easily. After half an hour’s labori-_ ous work they managed to get down. “Hard work, strangers,” said a voice at Ned’s ‘elbow as he reached the ground, “ Mebbe you wouldn’t believe it, but I made that crack in the mountain myself, I shauna one day an’ the rocks were rent asunder,” “Who are you? demanded Ned, rather roughly, for he was Startled at the sudden apparition. But as he glanced at Ccommicloooks. conn >