Beadle's Dime Novels No. 47: Tim Bumble's Charge — page 54: what you’re looking at

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&3 TIM BUMBLE’S CHARGE. consideration. It was months before I was well, and com- pletely cured of a longing to encounter the Indians. I pre- ferred after that a home of my own and the blooming girl in the log-house for a wife. “And aunt Margaret was your nurse?” sajd Arty. “ Not this one, my dear; that Margaret sleeps in a grave in the prairie-land.” Somebody proposed music. Frank whirled himself round : toward the piano and dissipated the sadness that had settled upon the little company by a vigorous sweep up and down the keys, breaking into a lively barcarole, until singing and mirth became the order of the evening. In one week from that time there was a wedding in the mansion—and Coraline became the wife of the only hope and heir of the Lattisons. CHAPTER VIII. A TERRIBLE SHOCK. “Business, sir—a—I—really can not tell, sir. I’ve left your nephew, sir. I really couldn’t stand it.” 3 : - “What? You don’t mean that you’ve broken the partner- ‘ ship ?” - “To be sure I do, sir, and I prophesy that Lattison will go to the dogs—to the dogs, sir.” “Why what do you mean, sir?” ° “ Just what I say, Mr. Reynolds. Lattison is a queer fish —a little unSettled I should think. Zounds, sir, because [ was somewhat attentive to his handsome wife, he picked up @ quarrel with me; in fact, once or twice as good as told me to leave the house. I won't put up with an insult, sir, from -. any man, and so we are no longer friends. Besides, he’s liy- ing ruinously. Why, his father’s fortune is all run through— that stud of his would break any man but a millionaire.” cComichooksrcom -- 2 od == r all