Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 89: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XI. The Deciding Game. Without delay he set to work perfecting his plans for giving the rustlers.a warm reception. Consulting with Jack, he learned that it was their.inten- -tien to. attack. from the northern approach ta the camp, and it was likely they would make a dash into the thickest part of the camp first. He therefore ordered.all hands to arm fully, and secrete themselves in the shanties bordering on the street, from which they could pour a destructive and continuous volley into the rustlers’ ranks as they dashed down into. the to “evs a neber of men were to remain about the street to prevent suspicion being aroused, but were to take to cover when the first shot was fired. | Dick had thrown off his disguise, and-was here, there, and everywhere, arranging his plans,-and his prompt _action. was well received, even by those who had at first been inclined to distrust him. “Things are working well!” Jack, the guide, said, as he -kept close to Dick’s side wherever he went, “There is only one thing wrong.” ; cComichbookscom)