Beadle's Dime Novels No. 96: Little Moccasin — page 11: what you’re looking at

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DECEMBER TWENTY-NINTH. 13 you quite sure, Captain Gage ?” exclaimed one of the party, who had not opened his mouth for the last hour; a very tall, sinewy, strange-looking man, with short, coal-black hair, large, glittering teeth, and a swarthy complexion, with the garb and air of a half-breed on the war-path. “ Most assuredly,” said Gage; “look for yourself, major. Yesterday was the'twenty-eighth, you see, and if you—” : But instead of answering, or moving to see the entry to which his attention had been called, his eyes were riveted on Perry, who sat crouching on a heap of cedar branches, , with glowing eyes and clenched hands, and leaning forward, as if just ready _ to spring at his throat. “ Thunder and lightning!” yelled Hannaford. “ What’s to pay now!” . 4 “Be quiet, Hannaford—leave the matter with me,” said Gage, stepping between the two. “ Upon my soul, Perry, you make my, very blood run cold—what is the meaning of this ?” “ Ask him,” said the major. “I have nothing to say; but _ Sf the man wants a quarrel, he can have it,’ and he turned away, and took his seat by the fire, without another word. Here came in a loud, triumphant crow—so natural and so clear, that Gage looked up to the roof in astonishment—and then a low caterwauling. “ Confound your nonsense, Charley Frost !” said somebody in the far shadow. ‘ Why can’t you behave yourself?” “ Yes, darling, only be a little more respectful if you please —too much freedom breeds despise.” “Oh, you be hanged!” said another voice, trying to smother @ laugh. “ Certainly, precious—any thing to oblige you ; but I say, governor, what are you goin’ to do with the major and the deacon ?—I shall be afraid to sleep in the same township with - ‘em, if you don’t interfere, and make ’em promise not to eat each other up, afore mornin’.” “ Hush your gab! shet up—had enough o’ your nonsense, Charley! Shet clam!” cried half a dozen of the crew, all speaking together. “ Shet clam ’tis then !” said Charley. “Stand by'to let go, lollipop !” hia ¢ connicloooks.conn