Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 48 of 100
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50 THE LOST CACHE. coul4, he, Burt Adams, wish for in this world—supposing he could get the gold. The gold and the girl—the girl and the gold—he thought and muttered to himself, longing and wish- ‘ing for both with such desive and passion as an ignorant and brutal man can feel. If he could only get them both—he eared not which came first—he would care nothing for the Crows, or No Smoke, or—well, he thought nothing of a God, or a Hereafter, or any thing of that kind. The gold~-and the eirl—the girl and the gold—he fed of the thought; and gloat- ed over it, as he led his dusky followers onward with such feverish haste that they could hardly keep up with him. | The other side of the mountains, thought: Burt Adams, would decide the question of the girl and the gold—the gold and the girl. Hither would be better than none, and both would be far better than one; consequently, he must have both. . Dak . - When -he reached the camping-ground of the last summer, of which Mus-to-qua had spoken to him, he made his allies ~ halt there, and wait, while he sent out careful scouts to exam- ine the country for “ sign,” especially of white men. When some of the scouts returned, and reported that they had not only seen “ sign” of white men, but had found a camp of the pale-faced wretches, Burt Adams was so overjoyed that the Crows began to believe that the Big Knife had gone crazy. “T told’ you so!’ he shouted, as he uttered a barbaric whoop. “IL told you so, and now we-will git ’em all, and hey’ thar’ skelps, and thar’ blankets, and thar’ powder and lead, and thar’ hosses, and—ef that’ should be a gal among ’em, she’s fur me, and I won’t allow no meddlin’ nor skelpin’.” He was not so joyful and confident after he had made a personal examination of the camp of the white men, but re- turned and reported that it was situated on an eminence, and appeared to be fortified. “ Jest the way they treated us afore,’ said he, in the tone of an ill-used man. “They allers seem bound to hey’ the advantage on thar’ side,-ef they ken git it out of hills and logs. Durned ef I think it’s a fa’r show.” ad DIZ The Indians, as well as Adams, were too impatient, too hungry, and too anxious for revenge, to wait any longer, and they resolved to attack the eamp that night, and did se. \ conniteloooks.com