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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE, = -——(sé«iONSQ.' CHAPTER XXXVII. BOB YCUNGER’S FATE. The 16th of September, 1889. A life slowly ebbing away. A soul striving to break from its tenement of — clay. A criminal paying his final earthly penalty. Bob Younger has been in prison for thirteen ears, how long, how dark, how dreary, no one but ob Younger knows. A. young man when he entered, full of life and health and vigor, now prematurely old, emaciated by the dread disease consumption, and certain that ee not many hours, possibly not many minutes to live. During all this time he has been a model prisoner, performing his work faithfully, and proving most docile under the care of the prison officials. He has won the good will of the warden, whois . with him in his last moments, and the two brothers who stood beside him in the heat of battle, plotted with him in the silence of mountain and prairie fast- nesses against their fellows, shared hunger and pri- vation, wealth and prosperity with him, roystered together in glorious victory, fell together in bitter | defeat, are here to cheer him with what words of @ comfort they can bring to their sorrowful lips from out their sorrowing hearts. The sister, who, mayhap, has wept many a time over his dreadful misdeeds, or, who knows, even gloried in his fiery spirit and warlike prowess, is here to close his eyes after their last look upon the world which he has wronged so grievously. These thirteen lonely years have proved, to the credit of the dying jail-bird, a most wonderful con- trast to the years of violence that had gone to make up the record of his preyious hfe. , Eomicbooks (E(0)