Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 73: what you’re looking at

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; - DEADWOOD DICK, 73 taineer hobbled. from. the cave, and approached them. nines ipcaadahone: Raymond?” he. asked, peering, at them sharply. “What in the world brings you out. o’ setch a stormy night?” “I’ve come for the boy, Sol. It belongs to this gentle- man henceforth.” “Ye. don’t tell me! Won't ye. dismount, and come inside? I’ve a fresh fire ready for the lighting, an’ there’s a drap o’ Monongahela in the jug, The old woman’s got the chick put to bed, and I ’low it ‘ll take her sev’ril min- utes to git him fixed.” “Just as you say!” Raymond said, turning, to the doc- tor. “A drop of Sol’s bug-juice will take off the chill of the rain.” “I don’t mind if we do!” was the reply, for having taken a careful logk about, Dick bad not detected anything sus- picious, Accordingly they dismounted, and entered after the old man, who lit a fresh fire, which cheerily lit the large cave. There was evidently another apartment, for a slovenly- looking woman made her appearance from what was ap- parently a natural niche or doorway. “This way, Mag,” old. Sold cried, as he, brought his guests a couple of stools near to the fire. “Bring out the jug; an’ a couple of cups. These gentlemen aire wet, an’ want warmin’ up.” The woman courtesied, and did as directed, whereupon both the doctor and his guide helped themselves to a por- tion of the liquor. cae ingot. thn. child, condzs apd wee, wwill-be eles. ' Dick Xe -bundls up the boy well, for it is damp with- on Saetes eee taerees hat soon. aiaanee, Sean 5 tox he promot be sine smtiea Ms dealings snd hewp wy a Wile fellows: be said, when the woman wares “I like little boys—won't you Cconniclooolks. eon)