Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 146 of 228
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 146: what you’re looking at
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136 MAUM GUINEA. - The sound of pursuit did not again approach so near them ; but they had been too thoroughly alarmed to recover even the small measure of repose they had enjoyed through the morning. The afternoon wore away wearily. As the dark- ness began to close up the mouth of the cave, poor Rose’s courage almost gave way. She was cold and hungry, thirsty and weary, her bones ached, and her flesh quivered; her mind was full of apprehension of wild animals which might be coming home to their lairs; she thought of Miss Virginia, and her pleasant chamber full of warmth and light—and again she thought of Mr. Talfierro, and nestling closer to her lover, borrowed from his superior smongie and courage, energy to endure her trials. . When it was quite night, they’crept forth, to drink of the waters of the lake, and to stretch their cramped and chilly limbs. It had been discussed whether they had better start that night, and try to make their way to the river, or wait where they were for a day or two, until the woods~ had been thoroughly searched, and the chase abandoned. As they had enough food to keep them from perishing, for a couple of days, and were now. probably more secure where they were for the present, they decided to remain one day longer in their hiding-place. When they had quaffed the water for which they had been longing many hours, and eaten the one biscuit apiece which Maum Guinea distributed, they gathered branches of hemlock, and arygpful of dry grass, which they carried into the cave, to make their damp resting-place more endurable. In order to break off branches where the dis- turbance would not be observed by any passing eye, Hyperion climbed trees, and selected them from the upper portions. It was a relief to them to bave something wherewith to busy themselves, and they were almost sorry when their work was done. Cconnicloooks.comnn)