Beadle's Dime Novels No. 95 — page 46: what you’re looking at

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48 EPH BETEES. 8 ’ “T’ll gin ye fair warnin’, stranger, thet ef ye move hand or foot, ’l mount ye like a horse. I will so. I ain’t none of yer kind to b’ar malice, but ye can’t keep this up, and make. fun out of it.” . “Tl have your heart’s blood for this!” hissed Jaques. . “In course, ef I let ye; but I won’t. -Now, yew keep still, or durned ef I don’t tie yew so tight yew can’t even peep. Old woman, don’t you say a word! Youset the durnedsneak . on me. Miss Maggie, I guess I'll be off. I won't take that meal here, as I am a little afraid it wouldn't taste good. Come here.” Maggie came close to him, and h whispaiet: “Be in the et woods by the spring this arternoon. Come alone.” Maggie nodded, while'‘the old woman looked on suspiciously, but said nothing. The scout shouldered his rifle, took away the powder-flask and balls of Chattillon’s weapon, cast a comical look-at the group, and walked away. He met Tom at dee door, backed by a young 7 nearly as short as himself. “ W’at de debble mek’ all dis row ?” asked Tom. “ Little dispute,” said Eph, shortly. _“ Brought little Dave, dat’s my brudder, to help you. Sure you don’t want us ?” “No,” said Eph; “thank you. Take good care of your young mistress, boys, and if she is in trouble, try to get word to me.” CHAPTER V. ° CHATJILLON’S WOOING. . ‘. JAQUES CHATTILLON had made up his mind to marry Mag- gie Wylde. He had never thought, for a moment, of the pos- sibility of rejection;.and when he left Fort William Henry, he was as gay a young lover as could be found in the United Provinces. A week spent in her saciety had made his cgse eang@ie Peregew ee ae , COMIclookxs.ComM