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154 | ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. | Big Horn shook his heaa. 7 : “This rooster was alone, jest spyin’ aroun’ like, I think,” said he, and then added, ill-humoredly, ‘‘Howsomdever, if you ain’t got no thanks fur my comin’ seventy miles to save your shanty, your condemned ole gas-bags kin bust up fur all I keer.” 1 The professor hastened to make amends for his seeming want of courtesy, and Sam proceeded to explain to his ‘“nard” in as few words as possible, what had taken place during the day. Big Horn was at first too much astonished to speak. “What!” he muttered, at last; ‘‘Miss Mollie scooped up agin,’ an’ the little brick with her? Wall, I must jest sleep over that afore I give an opinion as how things is.” He began to draw off his heavy boots without further ceremony, and Sam and the professor being also tired and sleepy, in a very few moments the entire cabin was hushed in slumber. ; bs It happened to be ‘eddy McGuire who was first aroused a httle before daybreak by a strange noise as-of something stealthily crawling over the roof of the cabin. At first he thought it must be some wild animal, but he bent his head and listened intently. | CHAPTER XXII. A WARRIOR FROM THE SKY, The sound of something crawling upon the roof of the cabin continued, until at length the listening Irishman was thoroughly aroused. He arose softly—making himself aware of the presence of Big Horn in the eabin—and, with- out dressing or awakening his companions, went into the next room, which was still dimly illumined by the embers of the fire, and took down his rifle. , ‘‘Be it beast or haythen,” he muttered to himself, ‘‘it’s myself that will soon discover.” The crawling sound had now ceased, and the mass or body of whatever had caused it seemed to be resting on the low roof of the cabin near the chimney. ‘T'eddy stood upon tip- toe, poked the muzzle of his gun against the roof at this point, and pulled the trigger. | iii (e(e) Gcomicbooks