A Study in Scarlet (Serial Edition Cover) — page 149: what you’re looking at

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A STUDY IN SCARLET. 141 body tingle within him. A little way on one side of the camp was a low-lying heap of reddish soil, which had assuredly not been there before. ‘There was no mis- taking it for anything but a newly dug grave. As the young hunter approached it, he perceived that a stick had been planted on it, with a sheet of paper stuck in the cleft fork of it. The inscription upon the paper was brief, but to the point: JOHN FERRIER, FORMERLY OF SALT LAKE CITY, Died August 4, 1860. The sturdy old nan, whom he had left so short a time before, was gone, then, and this was all his epitaph. Jefferson Hope looked wildly round to see if*there was a second grave, but there was no sign of one. Lucy had been carried back by their terrible pursuers to fulfill her original destiny, by becoming one of the harem of the elder’s son. As the young fellow realized the cer- tainty of her fate and his own powerlessness to prevent it, he wished that he, too, was lying with the old farmer in his last silent resting-place. Again, however, his active spirit shook off the leth- argy which springs from despair. If there was nothing else left to him, he could at least devote his life to re- venge. With indomitable patience and perseverance, Jefferson Hope possessed also a power of sustained vin- dictiveness which he may have learned from the Indians among whom he had lived. As he stood by the deso- Jate fire he feit that the only one thing which could assue CORNIECLOO