Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 65: what you’re looking at

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A DOUBLE TRAIL. 69 me at the mouth of the pass. We will teach these dogs that it is dangerous work to press the tiger to bay. Go—quick !” Oroche obeyed without a word. Jvan looked as though he would have liked to share the mission, as he glanced back and saw the pursuers dashing recklessly over the rough ground, but he dared not say as much. Black Garcia had —jittle merey for cowards, when in bis own band, Carmela gave vent toa little cry of delight, as she realized the truth—thut friends were in sight and working hard to rescue her. Black Garcia laughed, bitterly, sneeringly : “ You are overjoyed—instead, you ought to weep,” he said, coldly. “ There are your friends—all that the Apaches left alive. They are fools—blind, unreasoning fools, else they would have remained at home, giving thanks for their escape. Instead, they come here, following me. But they rush on death. Look your last upon them. In half an hour more they will vanish from your sight forever. In an hour, not one of them all will be alive. Take your last ook, I say.” “ They will rescue me—I can recognize the bold Ameri- cans,” murmured Carmela, a bright light shining in her eyes. “This is a double trail. To us it means life and happi- ness. To them it means death and annihilation. See yon- der!” and the outlaw uplifted his finger, with a mocking laugh, “ That black speck—and there are more—dozens of them! Do you know what they mean? They are vultures, They know tbat a feast will shortly be prepared for them. I will be their provider. And they will whet their bexks on the bones of your father, your brother—and your insolent heretic lover !” Carmela shuddered and turned faint at beart. > a / * “= 7 Comic ooks.conm