Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 44: what you’re looking at

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a rr * : 18 THVURNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, sputtering soup which sent out a luscious odor, causing the | hungry and impatient savages to smack their lips with infinite gusto. After the soup was done, Miss Stump set it off the fire to. cool-—taking good care to set it in the shadow of a small bush near by—while she set about gathering a sufficient num- ber of dishes and spoons for the party. She found no dif- ficulty in finding the desired number, for the pantries and cupboards of the settlement had been thoroughly ransackel by the red-skins. Interposing herself between the savages and the kettle, Miss Stump dishing out the soup. She had filled two dishes and set them aside, and then by a dexterous fling of the hand, peculiar to the cook when she has burnt her finger, produced her opium vial, and, unobserved, emptied its con- tents into the kettle. Giving it a vigorous stir, she filled the remaining seven dishes and handed them around to the sav-. ages, taking good care to give Red Hand the Jargest. This the chief at once noticed and remarked : “You favor me, Miss Stump, by giving me the largest dish.” “ Daddy always gives the biggest hog the most swill,” was the indignant cook’s reply, and taking the two undragged dishes of soup, entered the tent. “Here, deary,” she said to Mabel, “I saved out two good dishes of the soup for us.” “ How thoughtful you are, Aunt Sally. If the charm works, the soup will give us strength to escape,” The captives ate their supper in silence. Their hearts were too full of hopeful anxiety for conversation. The min- utes went by, losing themselves forever in the great tide of the past. A quarter of an hour had passed, when Red Haad. ‘came and peered into the tent, und, finding al. right, wen. ‘back to the camp-fire. ‘Then seating himself, he took out his pipe, loaded and lit itand commenced smoking. The savages having finished their soup, placed the dishes carefally upon the ground, and seating themselves around the fire, commenced smoking also. . A quietude, ghost-like in its silence, now reigned, broken eal by the piping of a cricket in the big hollow lg hard by, "<4 = & SAX tas ee , Comicbooks7com * a... Tes =! ‘ — * - a = > -