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98 BLACK ARROW, THE’ AVENGER. wa, if I hadn't given them a chance to take: some scalps. That affair of the train came off just in time, and this work followed it. I reckon they are pretty well satisfied, and that they will do some tall bragging over their white scalps wher they get back to their people. But they came mighty near missing those chances; when I put my head into the noose over at Captain Ferguson’s !” _ “Why did-you do that?” asked George. “Ido believe you would have let them hang you, if I hadn't begged you so hard.” “ Life was worth nothing to me just then, George. I had had enough of revenge, and was sick of it. It: wasn’t near as sweet a mess as I had thought it would be, when I. was off among the Comanches. Then, again, Il was sure, if I lived, 1 would have to tell you before long who I was, and 1 didn’t want to do that.” . “Why not?” aa ! 43 : ~“ Because— hark! Don’t you hear wagons?” Yes; George heard wagons, and others heard them, and in a few moments the train that had been attacked by Roder’s men came rumbling up in front of the house. fr. T." 7A; | . —" att, ivats dé + bs ‘. “OHAPTER XVI. CONCLUSION, — ‘<tlhcns Row'-tede thin Bigek:shanite: or Ben Blood, sail stip ped to speak to Tom Bulkley. before he hastened away from ‘the caravan, were concerning the intelligence that Jim Baker had just communicated to him. ‘He alsomgave the direction ‘and distnce - — oe and Colonel pres s plan- ation. © > Bulkley, who was dvehs veatylestioig densesubd designs] him, and who was anxious to reach the very place that had ‘been described to him, put Ins cattle to the wagons, and started cent queda sss as ‘the — of his wounded friends Rai ok: venene: tried Sowig) siti sthicidage-wad Past, and the Comiebockescom