The Huge Hunter - Or, the Steam Man of the Prairies by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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Three weeks later the men drew rein in a tort of valley, very deep but
not very wide. It was on the edge of an immense prairie, while a river of considerable size flowed by the rear, and by a curious circuit found its way into the lower portion of the ravine, dashing and roaring forward in a furious canyon. The edge and interior of the ravine was lined with immense bowlders and rocks, while large and stunted trees seemed to grow everywhere. 'Yar's what I call Wolf Ravine,' said Baldy when they had spent some time in looking; about them. 'And be the same towken, where is the goold?' inquired Mickey. 'Yes, that there is what I call the important question,' added Ethan. 'That it is, of the greatest account, as me grandmither observed, whin she fell off the staaple, and axed whether her pipe was broke.' 'It's in thar,' was the reply of the hunter, as he pointed to the wildest-looking portion of the ravine. 'Let's geit it then.' 'Thar be some other things that have got to be looked after first,' was the reply, 'and we've got to find a place to stow ourselves away.' This was a matter of considerable difficulty: but they succeeded at last in discovering a retreat in the rocks, where they were secure from any attack, no matter by how formidable a number made. |
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