Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 94: what you’re looking at

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98 HURRICANE BILL. drawn aside for consultation on discovering the signal smokes. They would cover the retreat of. Don Munez and Carmela, feeling assured that even were the bandits to prove too heavy for them, they could easily give them the slip under cover of night, in those ragged hills, cut up with defiles and can- ons, filled with a thousand snug caches. | Don Munez demurred ; he did not like to leave his brave young friends to face the peril alone. But he was overruled, and finally, for Carmela’s sake, he consented to carry out his part of the programme as laid down by Hurricane. With Carmela on Tornado, and Don Munez on buck-skin, the quartette hastened on and entered a long, narrow defile, just as the bandits broke cover a quarter of a mile away, charging recklessly, with wild, devilish yells of hatred. “ Ride fer your lives now!” cried Hurricane Bill; and then, as the father and daughter dashed rapidly along the pass, the two scouts turned and coolly faced. the enemy, though keeping well concealed behind the bowlders, “Jest look at ’em! I don’t reckon they know who it is they’re huntin’ so keerless,’ laughed Hurricane Bill. “T reckon it’s the last hunt the biggest part of’em "Il ever take, grimly replied Mustang Sam. The bandits thundered on, rushing to their doom, with a strange lack of caution. But, after all, it was but natural for them to believe that the fugitives had fled straight on. Why should two men face a dozen? They, themselves, were not daring enough to suspect such a thing. “The blind fools!’ muttered Hurricane Bill, as the ban- dits rapidly advanced in a close clump. “ Take it cool, pard. Let ’em come clean to the mouth. . We kin wipe ’em out then, afore they kin think o’ fightin’ or runnin’ away.” And then, when the riders were not more than twenty yards distant, tlie two scouts leaped out into the open pass and sent a leaden hail of death into the bewildered bandits. The first shot caused them to draw rein; and then, as the sharp reports followed in rapid succession, each missile claim- ing a victim, the Mexicans sought to flee. But few of them ever lived to tell the tale of that massacre. Cool and delib- erate, yet quick as a veteran sportsman among a covey of quail, the brother scouts picked off the wretches one by one conmmiclhooks.com