Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 12: what you’re looking at

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14 DEADWOOD DICK. accept o° the conditions?” “I haven’t heard of ’em, yet?” “Oh! true enuff. Waal, when ye git to Right youll encounter Gold Brick, the only woman I loved!” “Indeed!” ‘“Yas—she runs the Palace, where fortunes change every night, on the turn of acard. She plays a game, an’ don’t allow no other kind to be played, nuther. You will find her a most dangerous woman meet and resist. dale ne tye thgares y Steet: Ay beautiful demon. She winds men around her finger, erally, at will In the first place, I — your that you will steel yourself against the wiles of woman.’ St. Cecil laughed; it seemed so absurd. “I can saicly promise that, I am henceforth impreg- nable against the attacks of the fair sex,” undisguised bitterness in his tone. A faint smile hovered about Crazy Chet’s lips. “You say ‘henceforth?’ I know why—but, let that pass. Ycur past is no secret to me. You have made promise Number Cne. Now, for the second This gambler you will find, has luck to beat the devil, and it is impossible to unnerve her, by” oss, or to break her Ci ail things, she seems proud of this fact, j pref i He you believe ne, when I say I saw her lose a hundred and fifty thousand dollers, on a game of draw, and then laugh- acs Silas Sale ters eae pane Oo Pee sae r “Seems like a pretty hard mouthful to swallow ad- mit!” St. Cecil declared. “Did. she de it?” “Wok te: feline 400k Sot “eee sear’ we Uy SS ten Oe out, and wisely pocketed his boodle, and skipped the town.” “She must have a private mint.” “Suthin’ quare about it. D'ye kno’ what she did wi’ Comicbooks.con _