Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 58: what you’re looking at

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62 HURRICANE BILL. —like many another unlucky wight-—fated to experience the truth of the adage——“ The best laid plans of men and mice gang aft agley.” He was beaten at every point by Mustang Sam, and finally humiliated—literally crushed to earth—caused to flee like a very craveo before the bright eyes of the maiden whom he had so surely counted upon winning. And he had noticed the evident interest of Carmela in the dashing American, had intercepted the balf-fearful glances of admiration that Hurri- cane Bill could not control... It waga bitter pill for him to have swallowed, and as he did not lack courage—as he after- ward proved—there would probably have been a tragedy to mark the feast day, even had not the Apaches put in &a ap- pearance, He fought desperately, carving his name in letters of blood upon the bodies of the Indians. He saw the rescue of Car- mela, and then, his heart boiling over with hatred and jealousy, he cut his way through the meee, and saw Hurri- cane Bill returning after having placed Carmela in—as he believed—a place of safety. In that moment a bold plan entered his mind, and he lost not a moment in carrying it out. ; Dashing across the corral he saw Carmela there half insen- sible, half-stupefied by the horrible scene in which she had been a helpless actor. She did not appear to notice Garcia as he passed by, and out at the burs. Here he caught up a - lasso from the pile upon the ground, and speedily secured one« of the mustangs that pranced around, terrified, yet loth to leave the spot. While thus engaged, Black Garcia uttered several shrill, peculiar whistles. It was a signal well known to his men, and as he beard it answered, all doubt of success left the Mexican’s mind. Hastily lowering the top bar, he leaped over and caught Carmela up in his arms, promptly stifling her faint scream with his broad palm. The yells and confusion still told of a fierce struggle beyond—the cry of Carmela bad not been heard. And with a hoarse laugh, the bandit spurred his horse to the leap. For a moment his heart fairly stood still as he saw two men rushing toward bim—but then he recog nized Juan and Oroche, hig trusty men. connicloooks.com