Beadle's Dime Novels No. 310: Foghorn Phil — page 27: what you’re looking at

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AN UNSEEN FOR. 29 nary back through the silent halls of the still old forest, ed the startling sound. A hundred echoes caught it up "nd Carried it on, to und fre among the hills in quavering, Mlling intonations. r “By Jupiter !” exclaimed Colonel Aylesworth, “no fog- °rn on earth could beat that shout, Phil.” iy Ho! ho! ho!” chuckled the scout, “ that’s nothin’, colo- _—“*! Tf you’d hear one o’ my reg’lar ole war-hoss screamers, You'd shake in yer boots.” 7 ; “Well, I have no desire to hear, then, but it is time the ‘Ptain was responding.” : pcurecly had these words fallen from the colonel’s lips ere ; lttle cloud of white smoke was scen to puff out from a "mp of bushes on the north shore—thé crack of a rifle split air, and Aylesworth, with a cry of agony, staggered for- ‘rd, clutching wildly at his brow, then, with a groan, sunk Bate to the deck—shot down by the hand of an unseen v \ CHAPTER V. RHYMM FOUND WOUNDED. _* Gop of mercy !” cried young Bassett, springing to the Side of the fallen friend ; “the colonel is killed |” he clash of firearms was the only response to the young Man’s excited words. Scarcely had Aylesworth fallen, ere make trapper and trader sprung to his yvifle, and the next mo- "nt they fired into the bushes from whence had come the “ath-dealing missile that laid the colonel low. he report of the rifles was immediately succeeded by a cry na aony issuing from the bushes, telling the traders that their ais shots bad not been fired without effect, and the next. the ap they saw a Sioux warrior, dressed and painted in all ‘idcous paraphernalia of the war-path, stagger from the “Shes and fall lifeless to the enrth, with bis bead hanging ved the edge of the bank. ‘ By the ragin’ cats 0’ the Big Horn!” exclaimed Foghorn comicbooks.com