Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 64: what you’re looking at

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68 HURRICANE BILL. And in this manner the outlaw revssured himself, while pressing steadily on toward his retreat. Why such haste? He knew that no man could follow bis trail through the niglt; and even if they could, ’twould’ be impossible for them to have made better time than he had sinee lcaving the scene of the interrupted feast. Yet be glanced often toward the Evil Land, as though expecting something disagreeable. Yet he believed his identity was unknown to the. Mexi- eans. He had told a cunning story and hed worn the mask adroitly. There was nothing to connect him with the no- torious Black Garcia in their minds. But supposing they should have suspected the truth, they were ignorant of his re'reat. Despite this belief, Black Garcia cast many an uneasy glance toward the Mal Pais. He was looking for enemies, Not for Don Munez and this neighbors. They were his countrymen, and, like himself, devoutly believed in the mys- teries of the haunted place. They would never dare attempt to cross it—particularly during the night. But those cursed heretics—the Americans—they had not religion enough to be- lieve in these things. Besides, they were in league with the — devil—at least they bore charms provided by him, else how came they to stand against stout men of the true faith, only yesterday ? It was for Hurricane Bill and Mustang Sam that Black Garcia was looking. And at length he was rewarded— most disagreeably, A tall figure standing upon a sharp peak, clearly outlined against the sky; and, despite the in- tervening space, Black Garcia recoguized his rival, the yellow- haired plainsman. A furious eurse broke from his lips as he saw Hurricane Bill wave his hat. He knew then that they had been dis- covered. ‘ “ Oroehe,” muttered the mountain outlaw, to the lighter of his followers, © you saw that? We have been followed— but it will be a trail of death to them! Go—ride as fast as your horse can carry you, and do not draw rein until you reach the retreat. Send the women and animals into the hole, and have the bridge ready for instant removal. Tell the men to prepare their weapons for hot work, and to await comiclooks.conn