Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 82: what you’re looking at

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86 THE GIRL TRAILER. CHAPTER XII. THE FATE OF BLACK WOLF. Buack Wot, the half-breed, was fully determined in his secret heart to be the one to bring his friend the news of the death of two of the men he hated so fiercely, and if pos- sible to bring the papers which formed the. claim of Wallace Burton to “ Section Forty.” The villain did not know the name of mercy, and undertook the task of murder as coolly as if it had been an everyday occurrence. He moved toward: Huntsville, having first cleared the swamp. No man knew better than Black Wolf the by-ways little frequented, solitary foot-paths, screened from observa~ tion by bushes and trees. He was passing through a patch of timber when he fell in with a man whom he could trust— 4 fellow who had not the pluck to join the band openly, but who did their dirty work in Huntsville as a spy. His name ‘was Dirk Hutter. Wolf laid his heavy hand upon the shoulder of the spy, and stopped him. “ Let me alone,” growled the man. “ I dai?'t 8 be seen talking to you. Don’t gain know that the Vigilantes are up*¢” “Are they? That is news to me, and I must hear more. Are you going to turn traitor, Dick Hutter ?” “ No, Wolf, no, no; upon my soul, no; but it isn’t safe to be talking here. Honor bright, is it now ” “1 don't know and I don’t care, You've got to tell me what is up.” . “T don’t dare.” ‘ Black Wolf caught the spy suddenly by the breast, and flung him to the earth, planting his heavy knee upon his bosom, Then he drew a knife, and pressed the sharp point against the throat of the prostrate man, who was perfectly livid with fear, “ Now you want me to cut your cussid throat from ear to ear; that’s what you want,” growled Wolf. “ Merey, mercy !” howled the coward. “I'll tell you every- thing.” Cconmicl sxoolks. Corn)