The Prairie Detective: Secret Service Series No. 24 — page 76: what you’re looking at

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74 THE PRAIRIE DETECTIVE. ‘“Posey !’’ he exclaimed, with sudden vehemence. — ‘“Whoa!’’ responded Ryan, tugging at the bit of — his horse, which had taken fright at Dan’s ejacula- tion and the gesture which accompanied it. The animal pranced about for several minutes before it could be induced to approach again the man who had startled it. “Hire an’ brimstun! D’ye want to git my ’tarnal - neck broke? ’Cos ef ye do, jest holler agin like that.” : Dan was convulsed by his friend’s comical at- tempts to check his fiery steed, and as soon as he could’ recover his gravity, he proceeded to unfold the ~ plan which had just dawned upon him. “Why not lay a trap for Robinson to-night? Have you thought of it?”’ | ‘“Thet’s jest whar I war thinkin’ of when ye belched out an’ skeered my nag. I think it’s a good idee. Kin ye imitate voices?”’ ‘““How do you mean?’ “Why, kin ye make yer voice soun’ like it came from some other feller?’’ “Oh, you mean can I ventriloquize.”’ Ryan swung round in his saddle so suddenly that he came very near unseating himself, and then gazed fixedly but doubtingly at his companion. i. | “Ts it so bad az thet, old man?” he asked, in vague ~ wonder. Fe “What do you mean?” questioned Dan. — “Look a-hyar old pard,” continued the hunter, with extreme gravity, ‘ef I ever do anythin’_what’s mean or crooked, jest fire thet word at me agin. But ez long ez I’m a squar’, decent sort of a chap, | don’t ye chaw no more dicshunaries ’round whar I comicbooks.com