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x troopers town the street, gathering in n along the way the little knots of privates and non-commissioned officers be- longing to the batch of unruly’ recruits who had not eo "What the ‘Troopers Found, eS dared to either join their comrades or interfere with their drunken rioting.. The crowd of town-people fol- lowed discreetly in the rear, wishing to share the he without its attendant dangers. The head of the procession came to a halt in the mid- dle of the street, equi-distant from the saloons of Jack- son and Thompson on the one side, and Black Mike’s dive on the other. In both there were boisterous yelling and profanity, and from the latter there came suddenly a frenzied chorus of howls, followed by revolver shots and flying missiles. | Tom Benwood pushed up to Captain Norman’s side. “That’s Harkness amusing himself,’ he said, as the din changed to laughter and brisk clatter of feet on hol- low planking. “I hate to see you go in there, captain; you'll get the ruffian’s first bullet. I’d go myself quick enough, if I had the use of this pistol arm. Better bring your whole force down here, sir, an’ surround the place front and back—then you'll have the drop on ‘em.” Captain Norman smiled grimly. With all his faults he was a brave and intrepid man, and the last one to shrink from doing his duty, no matter unde ® what cir-_ cumstances. ‘Hush! no noise,” he whispered, in reply to the mar- — shal. Then, with a gesture to the crowd to keep back, he stealthily crossed over to Black Mike’s dive. His men followed, Linn among the foremost of them. On the sidewalk the little group paused. The screen door of the saloon was closed, but one of the slats was missing, and through this aperture a fairly sweeping ~ or view of the interior of the dive could be had. j —_ i cGComicbooks.co