Pulp Fiction, 1908 · page 77 of 100
Beadle's Frontier Series #25: Indian Jim—A Tale of the Minnesota Massacre — page 77: what you’re looking at
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SATS | A NARROW: ESCAPE, eee a 2 at holwever: Hevédled ‘the t6bths” of “Several steieclnea: apt | lparently, “Secupied in driving. them.. Hoe Trijims driving cdttle 1” “added the’ Sioux. “What direction are“they’ following? ” } meee i “Coming at‘ ts—come’ by here.” Bee 4 STS. my ‘private opinion, ‘then, that-we shouted be déing a s : af awiBe thing by getting ott of the range of observation. No “ddubt“they ‘are’ well mounted, ‘and our horses are too X= 1: ih ‘ thasted to give ys much éonfidence in them.” fee ae * But'a’ difficulty now arose. To éscape this ‘new danger, $ py: a detour upon the prairies, would carry” thém $0 far out + Sa ‘of their course that’there was great doubt of‘reathing their “ $piénds before nightfalla’ thing which’ all were ‘equally, | anxious: to avoid. Be: ‘“\\ A few moments’ survey settled beyond dispute’ that the Indians were coming directly ‘toward them:* Riding a few ‘“handred-yards further, so as to be otit 6ftheir'range; our a urging dismounted, and made their horses lie dow, while —__ HOE: ‘knelt beside them,’ By this time, ‘the strangers had “approached so close that young Brainerd half believed’ they, ' had been discovered. | ee But the danger passed. A dozen or’ so 6f oxen™ and © dttle; ‘patiting and bellowing, came’ ttimitiltuously forward, » While''sdme ” ‘eight or ten Indians, shouting’ like madmen, ‘pdadel’ them on. “Had’théy not ‘been: occtipied in this tan- ao ‘ner; it is hardly’ probable our friends would have escaped = “discovery, They crouched low down in the grass, ‘holding “He hedds of ‘their animats’ flat against’ the’ and, ‘and i keeping their rifles ready for use at a second’s arning. 7 oe “SNOt tintil*they° were but moving specks in’ the*distance, “ wotld the Sioux allow his friends to remount’‘and move =— on again. The afternoon by this time was well advanced, * gnid’a pléasant ‘breeze’ was sweeping ovet the ‘prairie.. Fan ) away to‘thé east, outlined in the misty bltie of the horizon, 7a ‘ @Tatgegrove of ‘titiber was visible: It wa$ ‘here that’ Uncle pe ‘John; “his wife, “daughter, “and Marian’ Allondale ' were Bee 1 anxiously’ aWaitin® the’coming of their friends. | 2 s TE lot of the vagabofd Indians should’ sttiké"upon ‘the 3 * trail’ of “the wagon, ‘they might take it inté“their heads to. = &s ““ follow: it,” said’ the artist; “ir that’ case, we have no = ‘time — EEG: lose”... => “Such a bmg may occur, but the chances are that it will | o F te ee A - vy . fs ; tee s st: ° 4 ¢ 7 COMIC 5601 as | 4 )