Rocky Mountain Sam — page 125: what you’re looking at

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116 ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. He was interrupted by a burning tallow ball striking him 'fullin the mouth, and while he was spluttering and cough- ing overits contents, another one of thesame sort squashed on his ear, setting fire to his head dress of crow’s plumes, and giving him an aspect decidedly more unique than pre- possessing, as, with a sounding yell, he leaped from the saddle and plunged headforemost in the river—whose tur- bid tide was already ruddily discolored with Indian blood— out of which he presently emerged, making for the opposite bank. - The renegade had barely time to fully take in what had happened before another fire ball struck his horse on the neck, causing him to rear and plunge badly, and he just recovered himself securely in the saddle in time to see a brawny warrior upon one side of him stricken to death by a -down-darting rocket-stick piercing his eye, while another on the other side received a double-headed Dutchman, which exploded directly uncer his chin, tearing away his necklace of bears’ claws, and half of his throat with it. “Curses on them! Will nothing rid us of this fiery pest?” sroaned the renegade, as a bullet seared his rugged cheek. ‘“‘T must make one more effort to bring them to the seratch. We must not, dare not, give in to these wasps.” But now, in addition to the rain of fire from above, and the rain of bullets from the deadly breech-loaders of the hunters, hand-grenades began to drop among the huddled braves, exploding with a great noise, and terrible effect ; but still Firefoot made his last effort to organize another charge. And such were his indomitable energy and mag- netic influence, that he would, doubtless, have succeeded, notwithstanding the superstitious fear that had taken pos- session of his followers, had not, at this moment, the pro- fessor lannched upon their heads three or feur dozen of those fire-tailed, hissing fireworks, know as ‘‘serpents.” Hither and thither, they darted and flew, hissing fum- ing, andspitting like veritable serpents, and now and then exploding with a burst of blazing sparks. This about completed the demoralization of the savages. They rushed in every direction, screaming with pain as well as terror, and their ponies bccame frantic, and almost un- manageable. | Kiven the renegade saw thatit would be useless to attempt to maintain their present position; and ag the entrance to mm Comicbooks.co