Beadle's Dime Novels No. 96: Little Moccasin — page 66: what you’re looking at

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68 LITTLE MOCCASIN. “T hope so, with all my) heart!” said Gage,. interrupting him with such suddenness and with such an _ expression of sincere pleasure, that the major seemed greatly moved. ‘‘ Before the winter is through,” repeated.-the major, “IT have something on my mind—something in, my head—-which, hereafter, if you are the man I believe you to be, will cer- tainly bring,us together once more; and. now, once more, farewell! and:may God Almighty bless and keep you !” “And you too, mysterious man !” said Gage, as the other moved away without looking behind him, straight, toward the deep of the wilderness, and. steering due north. | “Just what I feared,’ said Gage to himself, relapsing into a brown study as, he.watched the course of the major, “and I would follow him, if I durst; but no—why should I ?—the man is altogether a man, and what business have I with his concerns ? Upon my word, I am half sorry, and. almost ashamed of myself, that I have allowed my inquisitiveness to lead me so far; but then—after all—how should I know that he had any thing to do with the little moccasin tracks; when we first followed them?” After. reasoning with himself a while, awe until he had begun to wish, almost, that he had not sent Fletcher on that errand, or to hope that he, might miss the way—almost, not quite—-he went among the men, and told them that. the mNar had been called away, suddenly, on Danineat. ! “The land !” exclaimed, Wili Bagley... “‘ Sakes alive !’ muttered Joe Sibley “ Je—rusalem !” said Charley, “Wall! if ever!” growled Hannaford—* and whet on arth are we gwyin’ to do without, him, I should be, glad to know, arter we are through with these diggin’s:?” “ Gone—really gone!” added Perry, in a sorrowful seach which surprised everybody. “And gone, too, without so much as a good-by | or a God bless youl or even a shake of the hand.” 4H “He begged me to do it for him,” said Gage, “ Well, then, here goes!” said» Charley, jumping off a log, and running up to the captain with both hands out.’ “ Tip us vour daddte, my boy—whoop !—hurrah !—cock-a-doodle-do !” The others followed—laughing boisterously enough to be comichooks, conn