Black Arrow, the Avenger — page 74: what you’re looking at

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73 BLACK ARROW, THE AVENGER. Jim Baker was the hound. Now, ef you sin’t Black Arrer, who in “— are you?” . “If you are not Sam ‘Houston, who in thunder are you ?” replied Whetstone, with equal warmth. -“Lam Jim Baker, and T ain't ashamed of oes name.” “ You are an infernal fool !” : . “No raseally spy shall call me that twice ipo ‘éxétitiched Baker, as he rushed upon Whetstone. The latter darted»forward as he rose to meet his hiveeaaby: and caught him around the waist. With a gigartttic effort he threw the stalwart backwoodsman clear over his head. But Baker, as he performed his summersault, snatched at his op- ponent’s top-knot, and, to the surprise and consternation of ull, the hair came off in a mass, leaving the crown of Whetstone’s head as bareas an egg. The loss of his hair made a great transformation in the man, arid’ those who were near him fell back as if a ghost had started up before them. “ Ben Bioop !” exclaimed Roder and several others. - “T knowed it!’ shouted Baker, as he struggled to his feet. » It was ‘not for nothing that Nat Whetstone’s single eye had been roving around, seeking a chance to break’ the circle of which he was the center. He knew the weakest point, and used his knowledge instantaneously. Hardly had Roder ex- claimed “ Ben Blood !” when he burst through the ring, fling- ing-adide; Letore they could thinkof* nme deere ‘men who stood in his way. oder qndihjw-nian! haid-iearilly wecteshed tri tists ditabe, ment, when the fugitive reached his horse. It was but the work of an instant to slip the bridle, mount, and drive his spurs into the animal’s flanks. Crack went half a dozen rifles, and the ‘ballets flew around him as he rode off at a tearing gallop; but he was safe, and was soon so. far wpe — of — was abandoned. )*te” t a. iv » 4 . ' ' - + s : . - Ff ds re ——_—. , u% Comiclooolks.comn