Pulp Fiction, 1883 · page 58 of 100
Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 58: what you’re looking at
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60 DEADWOOD DICK. - “Aha! then my boy still lives?” “It do, but whar I don’t know.” “We must find out, Avalanche, and get possession of him, before she does. She shall never have him!” the sport s2id, fiercely. “But come. We must eway from this spot, lest we be discovered. I will see you again, when I want you.” “All right. Not hurt; aire you?” “Ch! no. Merely a scratch.” The old scout wes soon out of sight. Deadwood Dick still stocd near the shanty-cabin that had served temporarily 2s his prison, seeming deeply absorbed in a reverie, then he aroused, and approached the grave, and peered down the tomb. All was dark, and a none too pleasant smell came from below. “I opine some one is dead down thar, be it Crazy Chet or no,” he mused. “As I don’t happen to have a cent left, to invest in this graveyard lottery, I allow I'll go into the hills, and strike a camp.” He acted accordingly, soon selecting a suitable place in a sequestered glen, about three miles from Right Bower. Hete, he built a small fire to keep the wolves away, and stretched himself out for a nap, for om the morrow he intended to revisit the mining town. We will pass over the next two weeks, in the time of our ’ story; as being particularly uneventful. > Nothing of the gay and festive Richard had been seen or heard, although a notice had been posted in different places, at the instance of Stephen Raymond, offering a reward of five hundred dollars for Deadwood Dick, dead or alive. Some said this had scared the ex-road-agent away, but others argued that, ten to one, he was not very far off. ee The excitement was dzily increasing in the camp, for fresh and paying leads were being discovered, and the Raymond mine was opening up wonderfully, giving em- ployment to many extra men. The Palace was largely pztronized, night and day, Gold Brick having resumed chatge, and was evidently trying to redeem her former losses. A big shanty-hotel had been run up, alongside the - Cconnicloooks.comn)