Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 32: what you’re looking at

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Y DEADWOOD DICK. “Oh, no! Avalanche; I came in horse fashion. Least af all persons did I expect to find you in these parts, until P per eetotnen A Ditto héeer—great ham-bonc, yas! Whar’s ther posey, pay nee nike en rt dryset cloud ‘seemed to overcast the ex-outlaw’s handsome ae “Dead, I could hope, Avalanche—but, alas! I know that hope is vain!” “What? what? Them words from you, boyee? Speak up —what’s ther matter, concarn ye! Hev ye hed another fallin’ out?” “Not exactly, Avalanche. We've parted and sworn en- “Because you don’t know the circumstances, my friend. i know you well enongh to be certain that even you could attach no blame to me, did you know the circumstances.” “Mebbe, boyeco—mebbe. I know ye thort the world o’ C‘lamity, an’ I’m cussed ef it mustn’t be a strong p’int as w'u'd drive ye away frum the gal.” “Well you may say so, when I tell you that she bore me a child, in which my whole father’s love was vested.” “Go ahead, boyee—go ahead! I’m deeply interested, an’ want ter heer about ther hull affair.” “You shall hear all, Avalanche—tho’ would never think of telling any one else. ara 'e'seneey was think or talk of. ina secluded little home up in the Sierrae, where I had @ | ceomicbooks.conn | :