Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 77: what you’re looking at

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* D - 0 a e- — \ Pe FOE. FOLLOWS FOE, _ “Look here, Jake Ryeburn,” said a voice which the old man readily recugnized as that of Simon Atlee, “if you —~ don’t come out of that hole, I will hunt you out almighty- quick, There is no use in keeping dark any longer, and you — cs may as well know that I am here. 1 didn’t come to kill you, s e an end of you, and if you don't < but now I mean to mak up yeu and your give up, I will set fire to the house and burn whole tribe. I will, by satan! You haye killed ove of my men, and you must die!’ " “T wish it had been yourse claimed Jacob Ryeburn, . “I am_not a lee, and I dare you to do your worst. It is nearly day, and I will soon have help from the fort, when you will be caught, like a rat in a trap.” “ You needu’t calculate on that, you old fool,” replied At- lee, “ for we caught the nigger that you sent to the fort, and the woods ure full of my Injuns.” “J didn’t send any nigger,” chuckled Ryeburn, “and you will make nothing by lying about it I advise you to keep. out of the way of your Indians. | Look out, Mary, and see if ‘that isn’t day breaking in the east.” “ Yes!” joyfully exclaimed Mrs. Ryeburn. light. Hark P~ _ The report of a tifle in tl —- & yell. Almost at the same ‘but not’at those in the loft. and shoulders through the opening in lf, you murdering villain !” ex- r- fraid of you, Simon At- > ‘oe Bare una te, ol, an “Tt is getting 1e woods was heard, followed by moment, a slot was fired below, An Indian bad inserted his head = the chimney, and a bul- be! © 4) Oe let from the ready rifle of Will Atlee had pierced his brain. E ~~ “Confound it!” muttered Simon Atlee; “we are ina fix oh” here. Tie red-skins are outside, and day is breaking, and y d that other show “rage Buck Turl is dead. I woncer who fire = Stuff that fellow’s body into the hole, boys. W _ @ fire quick, and look out for ourselves.” : The directions of the old ringleader were obeyed. Bedding and other articles were piled in a corner of the room, in spite of the efforts of Jacob Ryeburn to get a shot at the assailants, : and a bright light below soon told him that they were = tempting to set fire to the house. et, a soni tice a ee a ; SouuleBooksicom “* : » “- » 4 4 — e must make 4 - * C ' : oe ;