Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 69: what you’re looking at

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A HIGH PRICE FOR SCALPS. 43 oath good. Upon the return of Black Wolf after Gabe Best had superseded him in charge of Jack Byreton, he called the ruffian aside. | “Tnsult and wrong have half driven me mad, Wolf,” he said. “Can I depend on you to do me a service ?” “ Yes,” repled the half-breed; “ what do you want ?” “T want some good friend to sardine me the scalps of Wal- lace Burton and Big Ben Slawson,.. Remeniber our oath on the three crossed blades at the island... This Wallace Burton, if he dves not know the secret now will know it soon, and when he does, good-by to our hopes. I will give two thou- sand dolJars to the man who brings me the scalps of. these two men, and tem thousand if with them I get the genera which Repeater Ryan gave to Wallace Burton.” ~ “It wonld be strange if J should be the man to Gitte them to you,” said Wolf, with a strange gleam in his black eyes. “It would be an odd thing, Wolf,” replied Gaanete with BY furtive glance at the speaker, “ ana it would be a piece of good luck for you.” “May I go away for a day or two and try my luck ?” Said the half-breed after a pause. “Stay as long as you like if you only bring me good news at last, Wolf,” was the reply. The outlaw tightened his belt, looked to see that His wea- pons were in good order, and with @ short good-by to his captain, plunged into the forest. “*?Um, umpb ? as Repeater Ryan’ would say,” muttered Gaston. ‘At the least you have a bloodhound on your track, Mr, Wallace Burton. He» will. work~ bard for that money and I, will pay it with a right good will if he suc- ceeds. It ig closing in upon me, bat if I get through the month safely I shall do very well. But, a little Jove sweelens toil, and I think I will pay a visit to pretty, Maud Turner.” Calling Buck Bracer and two others of. the ruffian band, he gave them some orders in a low tone and then mounting he rode rapidly through the swamp in. the direction of Jess Turner’s cabin, coming Gut of the swamp near, the place where the old trapper and Wallace, emerged upon the day of the murder. After tying his horse carefully in, the edge * Comichbooksseom