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Full Title	Diamond Dick, Jr. rights a wrong; or, The trace of the turtle nugget / by W.B. Lawson.
Author	Lawson, W. B.
Date Added	9 January 2014
Format	Journal
Language	English
Publish Date	1898-03-26
Publisher	New York : Street and Smith
Series	Diamond Dick, Jr. : Boys Best Weekly > no. 76
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	Diamond Dick, Jr. : Boys Best Weekly, no. 76, March 26, 1898. Trace of the turtle nugget.
Topic	Dime novels > Specimens.
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Disclaimers	Disclaimer of Liability Disclaimer of Endorsement

OCR 8 DIAMOND DICK, JR. ance of her face, and he caught her by the arm as she staggered slightly. “Say, little girl,” he asked, “is it as bad as this ?” She looked up into his honest eyes. “Yes, itis,” she said frankly. “I have had nothing to eat to-day. I (lon‘t know what to do. ” “Well, I know what to case. Here is money, all present needs, and as soon as I recover that nugget and right the wrong---” “No, no, I cannot take money from you, sir. You are a stranger to me, and I’d rather die than that. I will go on till night, and if by that time I have found nothing, the bay will end it all--” “Well, I guess not! Accept it as a loan from me, to be paid back as soon as you come into your little fortune. I mean it as honorably as if you were my sister. Here, take it, go and hire yourself a room in some respectable quarter, and then send me word where you areehere’s that you want for do, in my card.” “How can I ever thank you enough,” she said, with tears in her eyes as she now took the money and car(l. “I do just what you say, for I believe you and trust you. I believe that Heaven has sent you to me in answer to my prayers. I was in despair when I stopped to look in at that window, but there I found the Turtle nugget-and-and--” “And there I found you," said Bertie. “I’ve got'a friend who’s a parson, and I’ve often heard him say that all things work together for good to them that lean on Providence. For the present so-long, and don't forget to send your address.” will CHAPTER III. BI<ZR’I‘IF. PLAYING DELICATE CARDS. Diamond Dick, Jr., lifted his hat at parting, and with a word of thanks and assurance the girl hastened away. Chris Ross and Bryce Byers had been RIGHTS A WRONG. walking a little behind Bertie and the young lady, and now Bertie turned back and rejoined them. “What hev ye done with ther leetle gal?” Kris-Kross inquired. “She will be all right for the present,” Bertie answered. I want all the points you chaps can give me. " “And that will be mighty little, I‘m afraid,” said By-By-to give them their handy appellations. “The gal told ye everything that was to be told, Ireckon." “As far as she knew it, yes. But you recognized the Turtle nugget at sight, there in that shop window, and as you are from that same Squaw creek country perhaps you can tell me something more.” “Come, now, “Not a durn thing more, I opine,” said Kris-Kross. “Ye see, the news of the lindin’ of a nugget like that, and the tragic incidents that follered, was bound to spread through all the mining camps on the crick, and everybody was sorter lookin’ out fur the Turtle nugget.” “And so was we,” finished By-By. “And the minnit we seen it in that winder, we knowed it. That’s the long and the short and the whole of it, pard IVade; but et ain’t the end of et, if we kin do anything to help git et back fur that poor gal. I be darn ef I wouldn’t do desprut things fer her, after the tears I seen in her eyes.” “’I‘hat’s right,” approved Kris-Kross. “Well, if that’s all you know, of course it‘s all,” said Bertie. “I want you to keep your eyes and ears open, though, if you are going into this thing with me.” And this they both heartily to do. Bertie held some further talk with them, told them where he was stopping while in the city, and made an appoint- ment with them for that evening. They were to meet at the Thistle Club. Diamond Dicl<, ]r., strolled back the promised most