Beadle's Dime Novels No. 309: Mountain Ned — page 67: what you’re looking at

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ENTHUSIASM. | 69 up'the pace boys. The ground is as level as a_ball-room floot. Hark! By heavens, the Flying Scout is at them again With his shells !” As he spoke they heard the first explosion which an- nounced that the Indians had again found a lion in the path. Without slackening their pace they dashed on and met the Indians pouring out of the pass in wild confusion, urging their horses with knife, hatchet and broken lances to get out of the way of danger. Knowing the course they must take the Scott had reached it before them, and the first notice they had of his presence was a hand grenade hurled among ‘them in the warrowest part of the pass. If they had doubted in the least the supernatural character of the Scout, it would have been rank heresy to doubt it now. To turn and fly | was the first thought with the greater portion, elthough a party of perhaps seventy-five, following the lead of Silver Lance, rode on down the pass and made their escape. Silver Lance bore a charmed life, for not one of the flying frag- ments had touched him throughout that dreadful night, Those who turned back cared nothing for the rangers ; indeed, they did not dream.that the whites were pursuing so closely until they met face to face and the matchless weapons began to play upon them, Every thing like order was forgotten then, and without a show of resistance they were cut down or escaped by clambering up the rocks on either side. Many & pitiless Comanche massacre, many a bloody raid was avenged that night. A torch gleamed above them, and by its light they saw the Flying Scout looking down at them. 2 Aurrah for the Texas boys” he shouted. “Cheer for the gallant lads of the Brazos.” “Three times three for the Flying Scout !. yelled Rube | Best. “Old boy, come down hyar, an’ Pll gev’ ye the durned- - Uar-hug you ever hearn tell of.” | “Not yet,” replied the Flying Scout. “Our work is \but half-done if we delay. Ride hard for the Comanche village, Where Silver Lavee has fled with only seventy warriors, As- 8aj] them, and take all the women sendeaye you can, and you pee make what terms you will with them.” i “wi you go witli us?” eried Cainpbell. 8 comicboooks.com