Beadle's Dime Novels No. 305: The Girl Scout — page 94: what you’re looking at

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98 THE GIRL TRAILER. ‘done, not a man of the Brotherhood was on his feet. “ Some found their graves where. first they stood, and some with hardier struggle died.” Frontier. vengeance is -terrible when once aroused, and mercy was not asked. or, expected. Big Ben, Jess Turner and Wallace raged like tigers, but some : whom the young man might have spared were struck down | by others. , “ That job’s done,” said Jess Turner, cool as ice, while he wiped his bowie upon the bushy head of the last man who had fallen. ‘“ Who has seen Gaston Foix ?” “ He ain’t been in the muss,” cried Big Ben. “I want him orful, but he didn’t show, and in my ’pinion he’s give leg bail.” “ This way!” cried Garry Forsythe, who had been stand- ing at the edge of the cover having Maud Magner dR charge. “Four men will do to follow Gaston Foix.” Leaving the men to take charge. of the wounded, Wallace, Ben and Old Jess followed the boy through the woods, we struck intoa sort of run and they followed at the same - pace, which quickly carried them out of the swamp. Half an hour later they stood before the cave and found the stone rolled. away from the door while the sound of angry voices was heard within. “Tl stand here to defend him,” cried a voice, which they knew as that of Jack Byspton- “You shall not strike.a wounded man when I am by.” ‘“ Look out, Jack!” hissed Gaston Foix. “ Pes. blood enough on my hands without yours, but he’s to blame for all this trouble and I will kill him. Stand aside, or I fire.” “J dare you to fire,’ roared Jack Byreton, as he shook his manacled hands in the air. 3 A. flash and report followed by a heavy fall was heard in the cave. Wallace and the rest rushed in just in time to see Gaston Foix, pistol in hand, rush into the dark passage over the body of Jack Byreton. As he looked into the. little room where he thought Maud was confined he uttered g wild cry of rage. “Gone, gone!” he screamed. “Death to all who stop me.” He ran out into the larger room again, where he suddenly Comichooksrcom