The Forest Monster; or, Lamora, the Maid of the CanonEllis, Edward Sylvester
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The Forest Monster; or, Lamora, the Maid of the Canon
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Dime novels; Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction
“Yis,” answered Teddy, with a significance which the speaker did not
get.
“Well, you are right,” added Hammond, with great earnestness; “there
is enough gold within your reach to make you all rich, and I have come
here on purpose to show you where to find it.”
He paused and looked at them, and they at each other, but never a
syllable was uttered.
“Now,” he resumed, “it may seem that I am not entirely unselfish in
this matter. There is a young lady among the Indian tribe near at hand,
who has consented to accompany me home, and to become my wife. It was
not _gold_ that brought _me_ here--it was _she_; and,” said Hammond,
his face aglow with pleasure, “I have obtained her. Well, we are to
start eastward, on our horses, never to return here. You know, as well
as I, the dangers that beset such a journey, and it’s for that reason I
wish your company.”
“But how kin we go without the spondulicks?” asked Black Tom.
“I don’t wish you to do so, and therefore I am going to put you in the
way of obtaining all the wealth you want in a few hours.”
“Would you have told us ef it hadn’t been you wanted us to take care of
yerself and gal?” asked old Stebbins, with considerable bluntness.
“It is not I that wish to be protected and taken care of, but Lamora,
the lady who accompanies me; but I will answer your question. When I
first saw you in this vicinity and suspected what you were after, I had
not the remotest idea of imparting to you the secret I had obtained
from my lady; but, when I had seen enough of you to believe that you
were honest men, and deserving of better success, I suggested to Lamora
that we should put you in the way of instantly acquiring that for which
you were so anxiously searching, and she gave me permission, without a
moment’s hesitation, to do so.”
“That makes it all right,” said Black Tom, much pleased with the
frankness of their visitor; “we’ll shake hands on that.”
“Yis; that makes things plisent, as me cousin obsarved, whin he and his
gal broke their shillalehs over aich ither’s heads.”
“I exact only one condition,” said Hammond, “and that is that you will
each and all give me your promise to keep this matter a secret. It
has been long known to the friendly Indians near at hand, and to some
of the Blackfeet, and it is worth a great deal to them, while, if it
should become generally known among the hunters and trappers, you know
this place would be overrun with lawless men, and the Meagans would be
compelled to leave the home which they hope to keep for the remainder
of their lives.”
The promise was readily given by all, and then Hammond proceeded to
explain with great minuteness the very cavern which Teddy O’Doherty
had explored. The three listened, until he had finished, and then the
Irishman astounded Hammond, by remarking, with his peculiar chuckle:
“We’re obleeged to you, Misther Hammond, _but we’ve already been
thar_!”
CHAPTER XII. HUNTING WEALTH BY FIRELIGHT.
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