Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 68: what you’re looking at

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72 THE GIRL TRAILER. “Ob, yes; wait untel you feel the redshot irons and then T’)]l talk to ye. It kain’t be did.” “ But 1 must go!” cried the youth, stamping his foot furi- ously upon the sod. “ How dare you lie to me pe | 4 Lie | }?) The hand of the old borderman drbwpéa to” his knife-hilt, but he could not draw it against a boy. “ Be keerful, little critter,” he enjoined. “Td swaller a man for that word you spoke.” 7 iat 4 “ You gave me yours word that de should 8°, if, the lieuten- ants agreed.” . * Did 1?” | ST oT Be : “ Certainly ; do not fear that I will be untrue, for I will go into the work heart and soul, The Indian will not be more wary than I, nor more cunning; so let me go.” “I keep my promise; git /” ‘Phe boy snatched up his rifle and ammunition, and without giving Turner time to change his mind, plunged at once into the woods, moving like one who was no stranger there. Old Jess looked after him with a strange, questioning glance. CHAPTER X. A BAFFLED WOOER.—A FEARFUL DEED. Two days passed by. Gaston Foix had not been idle. He could see that the inhabitants of the lake region were now thoroughly aroused and that the time of the Secret Brothers, the men who had preyed-so long upon the fruits of honest toil, was short, and that they must leave for “ green fields and pastures new” or run the risk of the swaying limb. He was not the man to die easily, and determined to mark the last-days' of his stay by deeds which would be re- membered’ long by alk He had not forgotten that day at Huntsville when the scourge was laid upon his back by the hands of Big Ben Slawson.. Against lim as well as Wal- lace Burton and Repeater Ryan he determined to make his” Conmic xoolks.cormnn)