Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 10 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 94: The Mad Skipper — page 10: what you’re looking at
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12 THE MAD SKIPPER. 5 “Been save long time—one year. Glad to spend him now.” “ Why have you saved it so long ?” The Portuguese colored, and hesitated a few seconds, be- fore hc replied : “ot little sister in St. Michael. ‘When me going to Ieave her for whale-ship, she ask me to bring her, when I come home, piece of red ribbon for her hair. So, first time me pet money, me put this real in corner of left pocket, so as not vo forget to buy with it what she tell me.” ‘By no means, then, must you spend it now!” cried Frank ; “ put it back in your pocket !” * Me get another one, some time,” answered Joe, “ which’ll do jast as well.” And before Frank could say another word, he quitted the cave. After a half-hour’s absence he returned with his cap full of boiled potatoes, and with several cheese-cakes and rolls pro- truding from his jacket-pocket. id " Me buy of an old woman living in the valley,” he said, as the two partook of their repast. “ Got pretty girl there, who play on guitar, and sing with very fine voice.” “ How old is she?” inquired Frank. * About seventeen, and oh, very fine girl!’ he added, en- thusiastically, “ brown hair and blue eyes.” “That’s an uncommon complexion for a Chiloe maiden, isn’t it ?” “ Yees, but some time you find all the same. Me see three or four that way in the town a me go ashore here five years ago.” “You are sure the old woman had no suspicions of your being a deserter ?” “ Think not, though me did notice she looked at me pretty sharp. Young one fix eye on me too!” added Joe, blushing deeply, while a soft light shone in his round eye. Frank looked at him steadily. The dwarf, with his short, bandy legs, cowhide shoes, thick litt’e red hands, big head and singular physiognomy, certainly was not calculated to inspire a maiden with the tender passion, and, on that account, his ee hoped he had not _— in love with the —_— hiloe Berea |