Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 40: what you’re looking at

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44 HURRICANE BILL, from his animal and darted out of danger. With a wild laugh of exultation, Hurricane Bill plunged forward and the next moment found him beside Mustang Sam. i “ Whov-oop! I said Pd jine ye, pard, an’ I didn’t. tie,” laughed Hurricane Bill, as he wheeled buck-skin so as to face the narrow entrance. “ But why didw’t ye run away from ’em? | What’s wrong wi’ the blackie ?” “ Arrow—’feard he’s bad burt—but look out!” “ Let ’em come—they’ll soon sicken of it,” coolly rephed Bill, cocking his revolver. “I could whip # tribe hyar, my- self, an’ wi’? you—thar ain’t red-skins enough this side o’ h—1 to faze us—not much |” ‘¢ Then Vl look to Aer—I dropped her under kiver, when I turned,” added Mustang, leaping from 'Tornado’s back and disappearing amid the bushes. Hurricane Bill followed his example, so far as dismourt- ing was concerned, and then glided stealthily forward under cover of the bushes until he could peer out upon the level plain. He saw the Apaches gronped beside the entrance, jabbering together excitedly. From the few words the scout could catch, he knew that the party was about equally di-. vided in. opinion, a portion urging an immediate retrent, the Others wishing first to wipe out the three pale-faces. One of the party who had already been wounded several times, de- clared that it was rank folly to think of attacking such big medicine men in that place, where not more than two braves could advance abreast. With their medicine guis which never needed reloading, the pale braves could kill the Apa- ches one after another as fast as they could advance. There was no Other way to reach them, except by the narrow pass. Therefore he voted for a retreat. The Great Spirit was an- gry with his children, from some cause, and it wou.d be more than folly to tempt iis displeasure further. . “JT reckon iv’s time to put in my vote? chuckled Hurri- cune Bill, as he covered oue of the Apaches. Again the-terrible qedpoimsbokic unerring ly. And then, with yells of dismay, the Apacbes tarned and fled in digutder, thinking only of leaving the region that had been so fatal to_ them, that day. ~“ Take it cool, pard,’ laughed Hurricane, as Mustang Sam ° | comicbhooks.com