Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 57: what you’re looking at

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FOLLOWING AFTER. ‘61 not # word to throw to a‘dog. T tell you that T’aii’ a frietid of Gaston Foix and he’s your cousin. Yow don’t saapect him of liaving any thing to do with Rodney Piielps’ death?” “T don’t know what to think,’ she cried, wildly: They quarreled last night; I heard of it, and tie! migtit have struck Rod down in*his anger. | Tell him when you see'him that Jen Carroll-is on the trail of ber lover’s murderer, and when she finds him woe be'to' him! Tell him from mé this much more—that he has-enemies who would make me beltt¥e that he could tell me how Rodney Phelps died.” ” “ Pll remember—T’ll'tell him every cussid word, only don’t be too rough on a chap. Can I go now iS “Yes ; you are at liberty.” The man sprung tothe shéd behind the: obit and led out a horse. A moment more and he was’ flying throtigh the woods toward the camp of the Secret ‘Brothers bent on see- ing Gaston ‘Foix, while, trailing him by’ the sound of his hoofs, the Girl ‘Trailer folluwwéd after. Sbe had not believed every thing which had been told her, and was yet’ determined to see Gaston Foix in person. (The man’ rodé rapidly, but wherever he went Jennie ‘rode as. swiftly and silently upon the trail. Into the pathless swamp, unde tlie shadow of the great trees, she followed him, riding fearlessly into the midst of danger with her rifle on her saddle pommel in front. The way grew darker and more @bsoure, and she heard a strange weet sound and a confused sg eink as of many steeds. “Uncle Jesse was right about one thing,” muttered the girl. “The Secret Brothers are horse-thieves, dyed in the wool. Listen to that—only listen to that! It seems to me that they must have five hundred horses.” be The guide did not halt at the swamp‘island where the horses were corraled, but they passed so closely that the girl could see the corral. It was one of those flat, swamp islands 80 often seen, Well wooded, with plenty of grass and water, Containing in all ten or fifteen acres of good land. © This isl- and was literally covered with horses of all kinds, kept with- in bounds by a double wall of felled logs, about seven feet in hight. Through the spaces in these logs Jennie could see the Cavalcade, and knew where the horses—which had been Ccommiclboooks.conn