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BA BONNY JEAN. dangerous situation, and the necessity for being prepared for an emergency. ‘‘There’s not the slightest doubt that they will attack you, Mr. Lee,” said John; ‘‘they do not like you anyway, and then you have some good horseflesh, and they mean to get posses- sion of it. I had my information straight from Coons, the darkey. He overheard some of the vigilantes planning the attack. Coons is grateful to me, for I saved his life when he fell into the river once, you remember, so he took pains to come and inform me. I rode off at once; but I thought best to go right on to the village for a good supply of ammunition, and I was delayed there all night by an accident; that explains my late appearance here.” ‘‘T wonder who these vigilantes are,” remarked Mr, Lee, nervously. ‘‘ Have you any idea?” | ‘“No. I would give anything in the world to know,” replied the young man. ‘‘ Their movements are certainly directed by some intelligent person ; but they commit their depreda- tions apa ‘masked, and its mighty hard to guess at their identity. ” ‘“*T shall never forget you, Averit. ” cried the old man, grasp- ing John’s hand firmly, for your kindness in coming to my ~ assistance !” ‘“Pooh! that’s nothing!” returned John—‘‘only a neigh- borly action. And now, Mr. Lee, to business. How are you off for weapons? We must be prepared for a lively time |!” Mr. Lee looked serious. | ‘‘Well,” he began, thoughtfully—‘‘let me see. ‘‘ There’s the big shot-gun ‘Just the thing !” interrupted John, gayly. ‘“And then,” continued his host, ‘‘I have a Colt’s navy revolver—a six-shooter—can carry as far as the shot-gun, nearly.” ‘Good }” cried John. Gomicboo cS (co)