Pulp Fiction, 1885 · page 1 of 16
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eel enti 7) hh 1) 4 Y j Ty =z K = . ra = < ¥ a Ne a ee Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., at Second Class Mail Rates. ee re + ee Vol, X VIL. ——_ = ——--- $2.50 a Year. Baby Sam, The Boy Giant cf the Yellowstone; OR, Old Spokane Joe’s Trust. BY OLL COOMES, ‘* HERCULES, THE DUMB DE- STROYER,” ETC., ETC, CHAPTER I. THE PLEASURE PARTY. Far up on the borders of the Yellowstone Park, on the rugged breast of the grim old mountains, Mary’s Lake lay sparkling like a jewel under a bright September sun —mirroring in its erys- ‘¢al depths the environ- ing peaks that rose thousands of fect above it on all sides. Dotted with several little islands and in- dented with narrow tongues of land cover- ed with the richest of foliage that was now all aglow with the soft autumnal tints, the Jakelet and its. sur- roundings presented as grand and romantic a picture as ever en-» raptured -the human neart or filled the mind and soul with the majesty and power of the Creator. A party of four per- sons, drawing rein on an eminence overlook- ing this lake, gazed in speechless wonder and admiration on the scene outspread before them. Two men and two women composed the party—all in the very prime of young man and womanhood. The eldest of the four must have been about five-and-twenty years of age. He was a man a little above medium hight, with a well-developed phy- bt rp a handsome, in- telligent face, dark- blue eyes and hea brown mustache, He sat his horse like a young cavalier, and no one looking upon Frank Rodman could have regarded him as AUTHOR OF Ve y, ipo 4 ~~ 48 . f i) ; , j : an d ° * . 4) ei . od 7 ud . 4 1.47 *% bd j fy 4 f ; *> = = Pad - arts j ’ f caf tir. & om / Oe; SP WSF / — > = _ = - - ; > e A , San ’ hd the 5 ee MM Jb a7, g > = i LLL j HUNT i/} f - iP ) (Lidl hss ° * 4 i] “iii ; a Me / y P 4 j > a i} / a if j / 4 ; 4 f 77 *“ME? WELL, I'M PLAIN KA-RISTOPHER KO LUMBUS BANDY. AND—’’ DETECTIVE!’ EXCLAIMED SAM. * ss i ba | = oor: cd r - ET ee ea my | l ‘ alallalfalal \\: S . . f ee _ Cy nee So - ier 4 : Frees ‘ WS Ww ‘ WRN aan MEAN WINN <a. WQY PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS, No, 98 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK. aught else than a gallant and manly young man. He was well-dressed and well-mounted, and carried a rifle and a pair of revolvers hung at his saddle-bow, At Frank Rodman’s side rode Miss Sarah Marshall, a blue-eyed, fair-faced girl of eigh- teen, whose ladylike bearing and vivacious spirit made her in every respect worthy of the atten- tion of her gallant cavalier. The third person, Frederick Sears, was a young man of two-and-twenty, strong and ro- ust, with an intelligent face and pleasant ad- dress, Like Rodman, he was well-mounted and armed with rifle and revolvers. At Sears’s side rode Wilma Rodman, Frank’s sister, who would have attracted more attention than any one of the four. She was, perhaps, seventeen years of age, with a form, while rather petite, possessed of all the graces of per- fect womanhood, and a face of rare beauty Copyright, 1885, by BEADLE AND ADAMS, ‘““NOT OLD KIT BANDY, THE MOUNTAIN 1 SHOULD LAUGH TO SMILE TRAT I AM THAT MAN,” Sic (: \ N Ni ‘ os : my! a - SX al eal ball ik AS . ' N August 25, 1S. ~ — e * e_——_—_—_——__—_ eee “ —— Price, 5 Cents. made radiant in its loveliness by its intellectual brightness and the peerless bearing of its pos- sessor. Her eyes, shaded with long dark Duhon. were of a dark brown, large and lustrous. Her rosy cheeks and dimpled chin had been touched with brown by exposure to sun and wind, but this hig rather to highten her beauty than te mar it. These four young people were residents of the Gallatin valley, and were on their way for a trip through the Yellowstone Park, of whose wonders they had heard so much. Wilma Rodman had been the leading spirit in getting up the party. She so dearly loved the wild, romantic and rug scenery of the mountains that she would give her brother Frank no rest nor peace until he had not only promised to take her to the Park, but had actually started on the trip. They were well se for the journey, eing provided with tents, cooking utensils and food, all of which were loarled upon the backs of four pack horses. They had come in by the old Bozeman trail, and before leaving home it had been ar- ranged that they ga into camp at Mary’s Lake fora day or two, or until they were joined there by a fifth yerson Who was to be heir guide during their stay in the Park. This person was none other than the noted Baby Sam, the Boy Giant of the Yellow: stone; and when they came in sight of the lake, its presence sent a thrill through Wil- ma’s breast that per- haps none of the others experienced—not that they were less enthu. siastic or less capable of appreciating the scene—but because it was the appointed lace of meeting with er big-hearted boy lover. Besides the young mountaineer their number was to t further increased by a party of three men, on their arrival at the Yellowstone Lake. One of these was W il- ma and Frank’s fa- ther, who, with an old hunter named Spokane Joe, was assisting one Professor Drood, of the Government. -ser- vice, in making some eological researe hes in the wonderful val - 7 : . Se : - i> ~ 9 : 7 ‘4 a é ys ' > Pi ; f >. LI?) . - Ss AS ‘? ’ “ Py 5 . pd, 4 As —— . ,f . . le / 4 — 2 G i; . ‘e2 ~ « ‘ S 2 ) Vas , jgy ; . , ) , . ‘f o #3 \ - j 4s ; 7 4 P . d j . ‘ j J - / ef, . a ali iy iif} ! 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