Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 59: what you’re looking at

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A BIT OF MUSLIN. 61 went on it, t fédtitie away the branches with their axes, and leaying a few at the sides to hold on by. They. cotiplicently ‘surveyed their work, Jeft their axes among the bushes, and crossed the dreaded haath.” _ As Harry thought that the voice had come from a point at a short distance beyond ‘their ctossing-place, they walked’ in that direction, carefully examining the ground as they went. ‘Suddenly, Harry darted forward, picked up a bit of dark ‘Inuslin that was hanging on a bush, and held it out triumph- antly. “T told you so!” he exclaimed. “I knew something would come of it! Now tell mé again, Sam Myers, that I was dreaming, or my wits*had gone wool-gathering. Here is the Proof to confound you.” >” «TJ don’t choose to be confounded,” answered Myers, as he ‘took the shred of muslin and xiii nied it. “Your proof is a ‘good one, Harry—a proof that some one has been here. This little scrap of civilization has not hing on that bush a great While, or it would have been frayed. ‘and faded. “And see here, Harty, there are marks of fect on ‘the ground.” “Yes, indeed ; we are not- the only sojourners in this wild- erness. The yoice was a human voice, and I really heard it.” ©The next question. is, whether it was the voice of an Indian or a white woman, _ Are you sure that it uttered. the words that you mentioned pete __ “As sure as I'am that T am ipiithiny to you. “T could not forget them.” «We have had a pretty powerful demonstration of the fact that there are Indians in this vicinity, ind I suppose they -thust have a white woman as a captive among them, for no Indian woman would be wey to sing such a song, I can Account for it in no other way.” “Tt will be glorious if that turns out to be true. What a | tomantic affair it will be to rescue her !” | ) ae All the more romantit, I suppose, because it will probably | be a perilous attempt. We will take a smoke over that, my _ doy. I’m blessed, if here isn’t a way down into the gully | ) Suppose we look in there, and see what the hole i is made of,” : 4 Agreed. ea . “Myers leading the way, they descended a small ravine that | 1 comicbooks.com