Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 93: what you’re looking at

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THE TWO SKULKERS. * 95 it more than probable that he had found it, and had either taken possession of it for his own use, or had concealed it in some other place. . He was determined to inquire into the matter, and sought an early opportunity for an interview with Adams, asking him when he meant to search for the white ‘man’s cache. “T have been there,” answered the outlaw. “ The esa has been opened, and the gold is gone.” “Who took him away? Did the Long Knife take him ?” “T hain’t touched the gold, red-skin,’ angrily answered — Adams. . “ The cache had. been opened, as I told ye, and you kin see that fur yerself. I think I know, though, whar’ the gold is, and ef you’ve got grit enough and a ood knife, you may go with me and hunt fur it.” “No Smoke will go, to find the gold that will make him a big man in St. Louis. Let the Long Knife lead the way !” Adams led the way, as_ his accomplice requested, closely followed by the Indian, who kept his hand on his knife, re- solved, at the first evidence of treachery, to stab the white man in the back. The outlaw showed no sign of treachery, but led the way, silently and carefully, until they reached the edge of the cafion in which the treasure was supposed to be concealed, when he — suddenly stopped, and motioned to his companion to do the same. Both halted, just at the declivity that led down into the ravine, and listened intently, with their ears close to the ground. “'Thar’s somebody down thar’,” whispered the outlaw, “ and I think thar’s white men in the cafion. Foller me, No Smoke, but be as still as a snake, and hey’ yer knife ready.” Adams drew his long knife, and quietly and cautiously glided down the declivity, closely followed by his Indian ally, who evinced an equal amount of caution. Just before the outlaw reached the bottom of the ravine, he again stopped, motioning back his comrade. Peering around a projecting rock, he perceived Mr. Brainard and Téte Bois engaged in their search. “Thar’s two of ’em, No Smoke,” he again whispered, “and one of ’em is the white man who made the new cache. \ comiclooks.com