Pulp Fiction, 1883 · page 48 of 100
Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 48: what you’re looking at
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ae Mets ri fy Ee | Los Me > “yy 50 ‘DEADWOOD DICK. him alive, so as to collar ther reward. So ’cordintly, when I yell ‘go fer him,’ ye’r’ to sail in and capture him.” “Remember, I have twelve shots in my grasp, and shall drop that many of you, at the first hostile move- ment!” Deadwood Dick supplemented. “So if you have any worldly effects to leave behind, you will do well to appoint an administrator of your affairs before the enter- tainment begins!” The miners locked from one to the other. The man’s cool demeanor, coupled with his daredevil repute of the past, did not ¢xactly inspire them with an over-abundance of courage, nor a yearning to compete for the honor of having him prepare them for a pine box. The trio, Raymond, Miles and James, noted this fact, with scowls of displeasure. “Go ahead, you fools!” the mine-owner roared. “You twenty able-bodied men surely, are not afraid of yonder single scoundrel. Go ahead! I'll give you five hundred dollars out of my own pocket, if you take him’ alive!” Still the men hesitated. Death for at-leastiseverai of their number’stared them in the face, should they attack the sport,‘and weli they knew it, and as each man placed a higher rate of value, than the offered regard upon his life, they yet lacked the courage to “sail in.” Matters stood at this stage, when a cool voice cried out: “There’s no use of setting those fellows on him, gents— -I have a bead drawn cn his heart; so step forward and ‘secure him! It was even so! Gold Brick, the gambler queen, stood in the rear door- way of the Palace, and her eye gleamed along a rifle- barrel, the aim of which covered Deadwood Dick’s heart. — Dick saw her as soon as the others did, and a low, bitter laugh escaped him. “You are right, gentlemen. Where your combined force of human bull-pups couldn't have taken me, I ‘surrender to the charms of the fascirfating mother-of sin, woman!” — he said, restoring his weapons to his belt. “Come and take comicloooks.comnn =