Beadle's Dime Novels No. 94: The Mad Skipper — page 12: what you’re looking at

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“ Yees! yees!” cried the dwarf: “Me notice she look sharp at me.” | “ You were very rash in venturing from your retreat,” con- tinued the young girl. . | “Ay ay!” cried Frank. “It was done in opposition to my wishes. A thousand thanks!’ he added, his eyes beaming gratitude upon the maiden, “a thousand thanks for. your timely warning. Will you permit me to inquire how you knew where to find us ?” ) “T did not know there were two,” she answered, blushing. “TJ tracked your friend by the impressions of his. shoes upon the soft ground.” ~ “You area noble girl !” cried the young man, impulsively, “and to venture out in the rain all alone—” “ Apain let me tell you this is no time for compliments ” she interrupted, frowning and smiling at the same time, “If you would escape being quartered in the hateful calaboose, come with me at once!” : * Most willingly will we do that,” answered Frank. “ But you will get wet through and take cold. Please accept this jacket.” She shook her head and darted off like a fawn, followed by the two seamen. They soon reached a little wooden building, situated in a deep valley; and having ushered her two companions into a small room in the upper story, the pretty “pilot” shut the door and locked them in. . “Well, Joe,” said Frank as the two seated themselves upon a trunk at one side of the apartment, “ here we are, both mide prisoners by a girl. She is certainly a wonderful crea- ture—so mocest and yet so resolute,” “Me think him glorious!” cried Joe, with enthusiasm. “ Unless I am much mistaken, she is a native of the United States, and I am therefore at a loss to account for her being here.” ‘“Yees, yees, you right; him no Chiloe. Him speak too good Enylish for that, and— - _He paused suddenly, as his glances fell upon the head of @ skeleton on a shelf opposite to him, while an expression of horror oo his brow. Crossing. himself, he shrunk into a : comicboakes.coun | |