On the Trail of Geronimo — page 252: what you’re looking at

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240 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. CHAPTER XXVIII. CLOSE QUARTERS. JOSH JOGGENS now had the Apache just where he wanted him. The power of the Indian’s own blow had thrown him far enough forward to bring him in exact range for the cross counter of the tremendous right arm, which went forward like lightning, and with the force of a piston rod. It landed, too, precisely where it was intended. Striking the Apache, a little in front of and below the arm, it sent him spinning a dozen feet. Then he stopped, because his heels encountered some- thing which checked him, and he lay as though his neck was broken. From the fact that such an affray could take place without interruption, though the time occu- pied was very brief, it will be understood that matters were going on at a lively rate in other quarters. Indeed, there was not a member of the squad CoOnniclooolkks (C(O) i