Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 186 of 253
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ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. 177 mayed, and a blind, furious rush caused the hunters and soldiers to again retire to their sheltered position. In the meantime, the balloonists being unable to handle the rocks to any further advantage, were busy fastening the scythe-blades to the sides of the car, as upon a former occa- sion, and restraining the dogs from bounding out of the car. ‘There, Teddy, fasten one more blade to your side of the car, and that will be enough,” cried Max. ‘‘Sam, stand by to cast off the anchor when I give the word.” “All right!’ responded Sam, with his usual alacrity; “but what are you going to do with that meat-can in your hand?” “It isn’t a meat-can; it’s a can of something else, and I sha’n’t use it until the last extremity. Cast off the an- chor.” Sam did so, the professor at the same time pulled the valve-cord, and the balloon and its appurtenances went tearing and plunging down the mountain-side like a tor- nado. eee “Sam, help Teddy to keep the hounds in, and don’t let ‘em out until I give the word,” cried the professor. The Indians were evidently a different set from those en- gaged in the battle of Cadott’s Pass, for they absolutely suspected nothing of the nature of the attack till the scythe- bristling car swept in among them, mowing them down right and. left. When they had passed once through the stricken ranks, and the Indians were either flying toward the mountains in abject terror, or were grouped together almost paralyzed with nameless fear, the professor suddenly sang out at the top of his lungs: ‘LET SLIP THE DOGS OF WAR!” The effect was almost indescribable. With Chawer in the lead, the whole pack of hounds burst from control with a terrible yell and launched themselves upon the terror- stricken hordes, Every hound, true to his instincts, sprang full at the throat, and it seemed that at the first charge each brought down a victim; and not a victim stirred again after having been once brought to the earth—the crushing power of those terrible fangs was so sure. Sam, the professor, and Teddy still halted in their career com comicbooks