On the Trail of Geronimo — page 121: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 111 CHAPTER XIV. A MASS OF ROCKS. IT was a startling discovery that was made by the squad of cavalry which halted at the bottom of the gorge to gather up the money that had fallen trom the bursted treasure box of Wells & Fargo. Hardly ten hours had passed since the smashing of the stage, and most of those hours were dark- ness, and yet every dollar had been taken away. Not one of the single canvas bags remained. ‘“T wonder whether Geronimo came back here alter his repulse last night,” said Lieutenant Dick. Windstrom and Joggens had dismounted, and now stooped down and began examining the ground as closely as a couple of Indians could have done. Whoever the thieves were, they could not help leaving traces behind, and those keen, expe- rienced eyes were sure to detect them. “They weren't Indians,” was the significant remark of Joggens at the end of a few minutes. ‘Then they must have been white men,” replied CoOnniclooo <S) (C(O) mM