Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 15 of 100
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MUCH IN LITTLE. | 17 expected to rest herself by an occasional ride in one of the wagons. At the close of the first day’s journey, the train halted, for the purpose of preparing the evening meal, and camping for the night. As it was in charge of a skillful and experienced leader, the same precautions were taken that would have been used if already in a hostile country. The wagons were so arranged as to be available for purposes of defense, the horses were turned out to graze, and guards were posted te the camp. After supper, Morris Brainard requested his son oa daugh- ter and the half-breed te accompany him a short distance be- yond the camp, where they seated themselves, leaving the Englishman to take care of the fire and the cooking utensils. When the men had lighted their pipes, Mr. Brainard informed them that he had brought them there for the purpose of mak- ing an important communication to them. “ At about the close of this"month,” said he, “as near as I can calculate, we will leave this train, and strike off into the 4 wilderness by ourselves.” “Why is that, father?” asked Kate. “TI supposed that you intended to continue with the train until it reached the settle- ments,” | “T would do so, but I have some business to settle, before taking a final leave of this country. I have some property on the other side of the mountains, which I wish to secure, if I can find it, though I must admit that the question of finding it is a doubtful one.” “Tt must be a curious piece of property, or a very small one, if it is so hard to find,’ suggested John Brainard. “Tt is small in size, but large in amount—a great deal of value in a small compass. In fact, John, it is gold.” “Gold in the wilderness!’ How in creation did it get ‘there? And how, in the name of wonder, did you find it?” “ Where else should the precious metal be, but in the wild- erness? You would not be likely to pick up gold in the streets of the settlements. It was placed there by the hand of thie Almighty, in the natural course of creation, and I have no doubt that that whole region of country is ch with it.” é 4 . pe oe anaes —_—— <<. Saal - Ccomiclbooks.com