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Bushy

Chapter 3: LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

Oh, listen to me, Jip; you are so impolite! Frontispiece
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Oh, I’s all weddy, Papa! 5
Oo is well, now, Pete 20
The fatal miner’s lamp 26
“‘Go ’way, Shanks; you talked loud, too’” 36
“Yes, yes, I’ll dig you out,” she cried 40
She thought she heard her father say, “All depends on you, Bushy” 42
Oh, look, Rover, the lake is growing wider and wider 46
“Great heavens! Bushy, what has happened?” cried Shanks 48
Now, Tom, I am sure enough a little boy! 52
“Lie close and cling tight,” cried Mr. Sukolt, just as he, too, went out of sight 54
“How de do,” cried Bushy, throwing her net at one of the nearest ones 58
She caught the snake just below the head and held it with her slender, wiry fingers 60
Bushy fired again, and this time down he came 68
At the same moment came a report from Bushy’s revolver 74
Pickle and herring! but this is a dish fit for a king with a crown on 78
The dance was a veritable serpentine one of modern days 94
Oh, Ned, Ned, Ned, jump, jump for Padre’s sake, jump! 104
She gazed down in admiration upon what she saw reflected there 108
Bushy shot him, and he fell on his face across Tom’s body 120
“Those are the horns for me,” she said, and fired when the sheep was in mid-air 130
She held his head in her lap and kissed his big, sorrowful eyes 138
Bushy caught Jip’s mane in one hand and wound her foot in the rope that circled his body 152
Bushy! My God, boys, she is not here! 162
Rover was capering like mad about him 172
“Sh! Keep still,” whispered Bushy 184
Bushy gazed upon this picture in the deepest admiration 192
“I’ll hold you, Willie, dear,” she said 204
There, now, old fellow, keep cool; keep cool; keep cool, sir! 212
The instant Bushy realized her danger, she fired 222
Bushy’s home at Great Pine Mine 290
Good-by! 318