Beadle's Dime Novels No. 38: The Wrong Man — page 18: what you’re looking at

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20 THE WRONG MAN. ‘Hang me fora cheating Yankee ‘f I have ever seen any thing like that,’ he muttered, walking slowly toward it. The object, viewed from his stand-point, seemed like a pair of human feet and legs sticking straight up in the air. They remained perfectly stationary, a3 though they were held there by some supernatural power. As Overton approached, he observed that the feet were bare and were of a black color. “ By the powers! but that beats every thing I ever did see, If them ain’t a pair of darkey’s feet, then my eyes ain’t worth a copper. Just hold on a minute till I see.” Picking up a stone, he hurled it at the objects mentioned, striking one with considerable force. It was seen to twinkle a moment, and then both feet instantly disappeared, and in their place appeared the black, shining, grinning facé of Cato, a darkey belonging to the family of a Mr. Sedley, a personage who is to play an important part in our story. “Yah! yah! yah!” he laughed, showing a magnificent set of teeth ; “yah! yah! yah! dat you, massa Ovérton ?” “Have you got a new way of walking, you black dog ?” “Yah, yah! taking a nap, dat what dis child a doin’.” “Have you heard any thing I’ve been sayin’ ?” “ Hain’t heard nuffin’. Felt somefin’ on my toe-nail thongh , yah! yah!” t “If you've heard any thing I’ve said, and go to blabbin’, Pll break every bone in your black body.” “ Hain’t heard nuffin’,” repeated the negrd, kicking up his heels in greater merriment than ever. . “Say, Cato, come here,” said the hunter, in a more pleasant “Don’t catch dis child dat way,” said the negro, edging off from the hunter as though he feared him. “I don’t want to hurt you. Come closer, 'ye got some. thing to say to you.” “Say it out den.” . “T’m afraid some one might hear it if I should speak it cat here. Come closer.” “ Nobody but dis child in dese parts. Dis am his estates, and he doesn’t ‘low intruders to come around.” “What do you do when they chance to come ?” asked the ’ > cGommicbooks.com . — _—S-": = Fe. ee ee