Jock Page #2

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his first taste of civilization

was Crooks' Corner. It was a wildplace,

a refuge for those running from the law.

But for Jock, it was just new and exciting.

It's called "Crooks

Corner" for a reason!

It's full of bad people.

I promised your mother puppy and now you

have to promise me you'll stay out of trouble.

- Promise?

- Okay.

Promise?

Crooks Corner, Crocodile river,

I'm just saying these names mean

something, baaak! Promise?

Come on! Haven't got all day.

I promise. I'll stay out of trouble.

Come boy, come on!

Come Jock.

Get away! Argh!

Scared?

Are you okay, Jock?

- Get off, ya mangy thing!

- Jock, Jock come back here!

Crooks Corner had the

only supply store en route

to the goldfields. It was

run by a greedy and ruthless

trader named Seedling.

Gosh!

Get away! Away!

Woah!

Huh? You'll get sick doing that.

The runt? Didn't think you'd survive.

You might wish you

hadn't. Come meet the boss.

George, the famous "fighting

baboon"of Crooks Corner.

George had toured with a

circus in his early years

and fought against dogs in wagered

battles. He never lost a fight.

That's better, keep up.

In all this time you get back

with a few skins and useless horns?

What are we gonna do with these?

Well I thought you may need them.

We need ivory! Alright?

This ain't a petshop.

What happened to you?

Get away from here!

Someone new in town George.

Hey hey! What are you doing with them?

None of your business, runt.

Why don't you pick on

someone your own size!

Careful Jock!

Hey wena, haisuga wena!

Hello, Fitzpatrick's the name...

My first encounter with Mr. Seedling

was neither warm or welcoming.

I... um... I brought this

crate up from the coast.

Ah yes, been expecting this.

I'd like a pan and shovel please...

...and a bag of salt.

You've got more chance

of HIM finding gold.

We're going to find gold boy.

Come see where we are going.

This is where I arrived

Jock, on a ship like this.

And that's where we met. Crooks'Corner.

This is Jim's Kraal,

where your mother lives.

We'll see her soon. And

this is where we're going.

Pilgrim's Rest, Gold by the ton!

That's where you are.

What's this?

Jock! He's my dog, cleverest

dog you'll ever meet!

Blow me down, it survived.

Well if he gets any bigger,

George can have a little sport.

Are you a missionary?

Not at all. I'm going to make my

fortune in gold. Pilgrims Rest!

The only way you'll find gold,

is if you pick it outta my teeth!

Stay close.

Ah, Miss Morris! How are you, luv?

Ewgh! I detest this place.

- I've come for my books.

- They're here!

Excuse me?

I mean, in the crate, we brought...

Just arrived from the coast,

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