Beadle's Dime Novels No. 309: Mountain Ned — page 49: what you’re looking at

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THE COLLISION. 51 forest of Jances moved rapidly across the plain. Then the stern command of De Forest was distinctly heard: “Give it to them !” . A terribly destructive fire was poured in which made great &aps in the advancing ranks of the Indians, but did not stop them. Closing up with deafening yells they came on boldly to the attack. Now was seen the most desperate sight in all warfare—a Texan charge! Slinging tbeir rifles, a pistol in’ €ach hand, the bowie between the teeth, and the rein. dan- gling free, while tlieir trained horses obeyed the touch of the knee, these gallant.men came on, down upon the long row of lances! There was something so fierce, so utterly devoid of fear, in the Texan advance, that the bravest among the Indians trem- bled, until roused to action by the war-cry of Silver Lance-as he thrust his long spear through the bosom of a Texan in the foremost rank and hurled him out of the saddle, a corpse before he touched the earth, A moment more and the lances were brushed aside by the strong charge of the Texan horsemen, and the pistols at close quarters began their deadly Work, Silver Lance was ubiquitous, He moved along the front, striking dowu every man who opposed him, until his lance- head was cut away from the shaft by a sweeping blow from the saber of the young Mexican colonel, who bore himself like a man. Then the Indians, obeying the command of their chief, broke up suddenly and took position in the mouth of the pass where they prepared to make a new Théermopyle in defense of their mountain home. | CHAPTER VIII. - tae PORE « THE COMANCHE WOOER. “Worran fer the Brazos boys!” cried Campbell, show- ing himgelf on the crest of the recks, and sending the ringing tones of his voice across the plain. y Halt them, De Forest ; give the lads a breathing spell.” : COMmic»ookxs.con