Beadle's New Dime Novels, No. 49 — page 50: what you’re looking at

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* Fs ‘ = » yw ) - ' ‘ 5A THORNPATH, THE TRAILER; OR, “See here. my red beauties,” he exclaimed, somewhat net — tled, “that’s a game two kin play at.” He rose slowly up out of the tall grass, but he saw no red-skins, although ~ he could see the tall grass moving where they stood, evidently , loading their rifles. Thornpath stood motionless, with his rifle still leveled, waiting for the sight of a ved-skin, for he knew that he now had the advantage. He bad not long to aait. Presently he discovered a tuft of hair, then the head of a savage appear above the grass very slowly. It was enough. A quick aim, and the rifle eracked. The red-skin leaped half his length above the top of the grass, uttered a yell, and fell dead at the feet of his companions. “Hal ha! ha!’ laughed the old Trailer, “I jerked that red ehild o° the old primeval forest outen his moccasins in & jiffy, so now we've but six to trouble us.” “ Suppose I try one, now,” said Frank. “ Better not, boy; they’ve got the advantage now, jist as I had it by gittin’ my head up afore Hey did. Jist hold on and Til fix ’’em ; a new ijee’s slipped into my bead.” At every few steps throughout the swamp were small mounds or hummocks thickly covered with grass which had grown some six to ten inches taller than the main body of grass, These tussocks were from six to twenty inches in di- ameter, and were quite dense and of a darker color than the rest of the grass, owing to their having growing more rank. Taking out his scalping-knife he crawled to a mound and cut the grass all carefully off. Then, with Frank's assistance, he had the grass arranged carefully in am upright position ‘around his head and confined there by means of a buck-skin siring. No one, not seeing the hunter's body, could have told but what the grass around his head was a natural tus- .“ Now, [ll try the varmints ag’in,” the Trailer said ; “ you load the guns, Frank, and I'll do the shootin’.” Placing his hands upon his knees to brace himself, the cld hunter began to raise himself up so slowly and easily ihat Frank could scarcely see him move. It was ten minutew be fore he had fully straightened himself up, and, when be did, he discovered, through a small opening in the grass, five of the savages louking directly toward him; bul, as there was Commicl@OolkSa con)