Beadle's Dime Novels No. 310: Foghorn Phil — page 52: what you’re looking at

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54 FOGHORN. PHIL. known dangers upon them. He searched among the sleepers and soon found the form of the other savage laying near the couch of Captain Rhymm. This discovery led him to believe that other savages were expected upon the island by the same way. If so, where was Jake Du Busk, who had been placed on shore to guard this leaning tree-the only access to the island, except by canoes ? The scout asked himself this question, and answered it thus: Du Busk had either been slain, or spirited away by the foe, who were to co-vperate with those under thé banks of the isl- and, Having made known his fears to the colonel, and having requested him to watch the two Indians already on the island, Foghorn Phil entered one of their canoes and went ashore, landing some distance above the island, Ue then stole down pear the feot of the leaning tree, and found that his worst™ fears were only too truly realized: Du Busk was gone / But near the foot of the tree he could see two or three shad- owy forms standing; and he could see they were savages, who were, no doubt, waiting an opportunity to crawl up the tree and drop themselves onto the island. This the scout re- solved to prevent at all bazards. The darkness was so intense that one form could not digas tinguish another, unless in the exact position occupied by the scout. He was lying flat upon the earth, and could see the Indians distinetly outlined against the sky through an opening in the tree-tops directly in range. For several minutes Phil laid perfectly quiet, waiting an opportunity to do something. At length he saw one of the Indians part from his companions, and come directly toward: him. The scout’s first thought was that he had been discov- ered, and at once placed himself in an attitude of defense: But to his happy disappointment, the Indian stole apast-him and went om up the river. Phil arose and fdllowed him. The savage went on about three rods, then crept down to the water’s edge, and gazed steadily for some time down to- ward the island. Phil, being close at band, watched his movements narrowly. He knew the Indian was watching for something at the island, and so he watched to see what it was. All at once he saw a quick flash like that of a fire-fly, in un- . COMIC OOKS. COM =