Beadle's Dime Novels No. 310: Foghorn Phil — page 68: what you’re looking at

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~ 70 FOGHORN PHIL. It required but a few minutes for the scout to paddle the dug-out down to the raft, and having secured,it alongside, by means of a rope, sprung onto the flatboat, and said: * - Aj) alone are ye, Frank ?” “All alone, judge. The captain just went sore with that Spanish gentleman, Alfonso De Ramee, of Fort Union, who is’ in this neighborhood with -friends, and who is in trouble with the Indians. But, Dick, I never expected to see one of you fellows alive again. How many escaped ?” “ Twelve o’ the hull escaped the fight. and. the sinkin’ 0’ the island, tho’ we all got a glorious duckin’.. But see. here, Frank,” and he plucked Bassett to one side and polating down into the dug-out, said, in a roel do yeu see ’em fel- lers ?” Frank looked as directed, and to his murpwiagt Saw. half-a- dozen dark forms lying motionless in- the bottony of the creft. “ What does it mean, Dick?” Bassett asked. . | ; “ Mum’s the word,” raplied Dick, nudging Braise _“ they’re six 0’ the boys come to save you and the boat.” * What do you mean, Trout 2?” ““T mean this: thar’s five Injins this ele: minnte: on. this boat wrapped up among the robes and skins yander.” “ You're jesting, Dick !” « “It’s the Bible truth, Frank.” ‘““How did they get'on the boat? and how aid you find out they were here ?” “They got on at the island—crept out ae under jhe bank. One Belzebub Bumble, the scout of the Milk: Riverites, and a spy in the employ of the Big Horns, or some o’ them at least, put a bug in my ear, and so— ’Sh! hark !|—do ye hear that cricket chirrupin’? That’s the red devils’ signal fur the attack—ah ! there they come! Up, boys, and fight like wild- eats !— + Hurrah! weg hurrah for the tigers o’ the Big Horn !” : Up from among the bundles of robes and skins sprung five Indians, and at the same instant Dick’s six secreted compan- ions arose from the dug-out and leaped onto-the raft. The next instant the din and clang of a desperate band-to- hand encounter thrilled out in startling echoes on the mid- night air. Comichbooks.con ©