Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 36: what you’re looking at

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40 THE GIRL TRAILER. out into the moonlight just in time to see a solitary figure. plunge into the woods, “ After him!” cried Wallace. “ Follow me.” “Steady !” replied Rod, catching. him by the arm, «J am a borderman, and know that it won't do to;go tearing happy-go-lucky through the woods at night after a man armed with a rifle. Snake it, my boy, snake it. Crawl in the bush like an Indian and then we will run these dogs to earth.” “ Who do you think it could be, Rod 2” cried Jennie, whose eyes were flashing wildly. “ A coward, whoeyer, it Was,” “Gaston Foix, or some one of his bloody gang,’ replied the young surveyor. “T say, that you speak falsely, Rod Phelps. Gaston Foix is not capable of a cowardly act.” “ He is capable of any thing mean or base,” was the quiet reply. “ Why did the dog assault Mr. Burton—a@ man who had never wronged him, simply because he happened to buy a piece of land which é fancied ?. But don’t let us stop fool. ing here, while the scoundrels eseape, . Come on, Wallace : : Tl show you some woodcraft,” “Tl go, too,” cried Jennie, snatching rifle from the branching antlers, which hung suspended from the wall, “Tl go, to prove that you are a liar, Rod Phelps.” “Look here, old girl,” said Rod, “you just stay in the house. I won’t have any fooling now—you hear me !” The young man dartéd out of the back-door, made a eir- cuit, and entered the woods, but, by the time they reached it, old Jess was seen slowly making his way through the forest. “Did you meet any one just now, old man?” cried Rod, eagerly, “Ob, ya-as, ya-as,” replied old Jess, “I met that ha-a’f- breed critter they call Black Wolf—the one that Aan up by the lake.” “Ts he not a friend of Gaston Hols te iets “They ar as thick as two thieves,” replied the old man, © What uv it.?” “Nothing much,” replied Rod; “ only—mind I say, only —he fired through the window of your cabin, just now, and only missed this gentleman by half an inch.” Jess Turner gave a war-whoop which would have done Conic xoolks.comn)