Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 29: what you’re looking at

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“ FORTY MILES. . 81 of course, be some permanent and .ascertainable landmark, from which the clue can be taken_up.” “T don’t see what that has to do with it, and am bound to say that I am losing interest in the affair.” | The conyersation was interrupted by the approach of Ben Farrar, who bad been witnessing the proceedings of, the two young men during the day, with great curiosity, and who had Observed their moody countenances and disappointed looks when they returned to the camp. “T reckon you two had a big tramp to-day,” said he. “Indeed we have, Ben,” answered Matty Chenault; “ we have tired ourselves out, and all for nothing.” “T jist wonder, now, if I mought ask, whar’ ye’ ve been, and what ye’ve been huntin’ fur.” “We have been some four or. five miles about here, and have been hunting for nothing but a spring, that is somewhere in these parts, as we have been told.” “Ye may well say that ye’ve had yer tramp fur nothin’, "cause thar’s no sign of a spring anywhar’ about here, if my old eyes and smeller are good for any thin’.” “We may as well give it up, Myers, and get out of this scrape while we can do so with some degree of credit.” | “Ef ye want to see a spring,” continued the hunter, “ thar’s lots of them over toward the mountains, and one real hand- somé one that’s well worth seein’,” “How far is it from here, and in what direction ” asked Myers. “ Right toward the sunset, and some forty or fifty miles from here, as I reckon.” “ Forty miles !” exclaimed Harry Chenault, starting up, his face again animated, and his eyes flashing once more.. “ By Jove! Myers, you are right! We are on the trail again, and have nothing to do but to follow it up.” “The prospect begins to brighten,” answered Myers. “ West forty, to spring. That seems very much like our course and distance. Can you guide us to that spring, Ben ?”. “ Sart’in I ken, provided the sun. keeps settin’ in the same place. What in thunder are ye so bent on huntin’ up that spring fur ?” comicloooks.com