Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 41: what you’re looking at

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SECTION FORTY. 45 “The fool must die in his folly,” he suid. “ Now-to keep my oath.” = % He entered the bushes and was gone, and shortly after the beat of hoofs was heard and a compact body of mounted men, twelve in number, passed through the woods toward the lake. © Every man was clothed in, black and, every face con- : bs ; if] : : cealed from view by a black mask, Rod Phelps found Turner and Burton ready to. go, and, leaving his borse, for he did not want him now, he prepared. for work, Jennié Carroll saw him go, and would not come out to welcome him, and she saw his bright face grow sad as he tramped away with the tripod on his shoulder. “CA few hours’ hence and she would have given the world to recall that hour, but it was not te be. When he marched with downcast eyes past the little cabin and out into the woods beyond, she little knew that the fate in store for him. would change ber in a moment from a merry, careless girl.to a woman, mad for vengeance, Out of the yellow sunlight and into the shadow of the woods which shielded his form from view. She saw him no more, The surveyor’s, parly reached the boundary of. “section. forty,” and began an “ angle.” For some hours they worked on until they arrived at a point near the cabin of Gaston Foix. A long canoe lay upon the beach with the paddles beside it, but neither Buck Bracer, Black Wolf nor Gaston Foix weré anywhere about, for Jess tried the door and found it locked. | “They've dug out,” said the squatter. “It’s mighty funny, too, cause I 'spected a muss with them this day of grace. I did, by mighty snakes. Is that bit of an island in your bounds, Wallace ?” 3 “Yes; I noticed it when I was over here before, and as I did not want to have any one squatting on the island in front of me, I bought it in. This bay may be a great shipping poiut some day, and then I shall want my little island.” “Let's go over there and look,” said Rod Phelps. “ Tt Seems to me from here as if some one had been digging on tlrat island,” “Nonsense.” “T'll tell you what I'll do with you,” said Phelps, laugh. comic ooks.Ccom