Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 95: what you’re looking at

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THE LAST AOT. 99 Three of the outlaws managed to escape. The remainder lay dead before the mouth of the defile. And the terrified fugi- tives were lent wings by the wild, mocking peal of laughier that rose from the lungs of the victors. | First reloading their weapons, the scouts took a hasty look at the fallen, then started out to catch up a couple of the horses that were still prancing around as if unwilling to abandon their late masters. With some little difficulty the capture was made, and then the scouts rode hard in pursuit ef Don Munez and Carmela. But if Hurricane Bill counted upon another stolen bit of conversation with the soft-eyed, that night, he was disappointed. Don Munez kad no wish to fall into the hands of Black Garcia’s gang again, and he pressed on at a killing pace, reaching his rancho just at day- break. . de immediately sent word to the neighbors, and placed himself at their head, forgetting his great fatigue, re- solved to avenge the daring Americans in case they had been overpowered, as he feared. Instead, he met them well and hearty. ‘There is little to add that the reader’s imagination can not easily supply. There was a little mourning over Don Luis. A little love- making between Isidora and Mustang Sam. Ditto between Carmela and Hurricane Bill, who finally mustered courage to ask the “ soft-eyed ” to repeat in words the message her eyes had telegraphed to his, when he won that tress of silky hair. A double conference with Don Munez, who almost forgot his grave demeanor and blue blood, so. overjoyed was be at the double confession. And he declared that he’d rather have the two Americans for sons-in-law than the proudest monarchs in the world, Then there was a grand feasi—a “holiday "——attended by every person for miles around ;‘un- less it were the few survivors of ‘the once dreaded Black Garcia’s bund. And first among the skillful contestants, were Mustang Sam and Hurricane Bill, with Tornado and_ buck- skin. Then came the fandango; after it, the ceremony which completed the “corraling”’ of our two scouts. For several days the festivities lasted. Then the newly- wedded couple settled down to every day life. They as- COMmMMCOOOkKkS.COhml