Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 34: what you’re looking at

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38 HURRICANE BILE. | rades he had slain or disabled ; the backward glance showed him over a dozen of the Apathes riding swiftly toward him, They had been defeated at the pavilion, and now, seeing this doubly-laden horse, had doubtless resolved to wreak their vengeance upon them. At first Mustang Sam felt like (dupa ae knowing what Tornado was capable of, even when doubly laden, as now. But then he saw, or felt, that the black was rinwitig heavily, as though distressed. And he knew that the arrow had in- jured some of the tendons of his leg. Yet the noble brute thundered on. He would not succumb to any thing less than death. Yet, as mile after mile was theives Mustang Sam saw that the Apaches were slowly but steadily overhauling them, The result could only be a matter of time. Still, as the range Of hills beyond loomed up nearer, be hoped to reach some point where he could make a stout fight for life, and make the victory a dear one to the savages. With this thought he carefully reloaded his revolver; a task easier than may be supposed, since he had only to bite off the end of the -paper cartridges, then ram them fiome. While thus engaged, Tornado reached the hills, and entered a narrow pass. A wild ery broke from Isidora’s pallid lips. * “ Holy Mother of Mercy! we are entering a pocket !” « - CHAPTER LV, HURRICANE BILL PLAYS A “ LONE HAND.” Born Hurrieane Bill and Don Blas Cavello went down before the mad rush of the Apaches, and it seemed as though their lease of life had about expired. But such Was not the case With Ifurricane, at least. The thread of his life was - net yet all reeled out. To his other border accomplishments, Hurricane Bill added that of a “first-class rough-an’-tumble operator.” This was and ¢s an accomplishment almost indispensable to a life along commiclbooks.com