Jesse James, Rube Burrows & Co.

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Jesse James, Rube Burrows & Co. A thrilling story of Missouri
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No. 7. BY Entered as Second Class Matter at Neu.1 York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St. N. Y. Price, Five Cents. THE BOLD OUTLAWS STRODE THROUGH THE 0HOWD AND NOT A HAND WAS RAISED TO PREVENT THEM.

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OF BOYS fssued Weekly. Dy Subscription $2,so per year Entered as Clau Matter at the N. Y. OjJiu, 6y STREET & SMITH, a 3 a Wi1/ia m St., N. Y. ntend accordm,I{ to Act of Congress in tlzeyear rqor, tn the Office of the L ibrarian of Dmgress, Washington, D. C. No. 7. N E W YORK, Jun e 2 2 1 901. Price F ive Cents. JESSE JAMES. R U B E B URROWS & CO. 1\ Tl1ril ling Stor y of M i s .souri: B y W. B. LAWS ON. \ CHAPTER I THE TRIPLE ALLIANCE The darkness of night had swept over the Missour i hills, and a peculiar gloom hung upon the wild land scape. A storm rumbled in the distance, the muttering thunder advancing to a loud grumble that was almost a roar, an PAGE 3 2 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. Such a thing would be dangerous. He inspected th e conditions Qf the case, and made up his mind as to his course. The roofs of the cabin was almost fiat, and could be easily reached. Without hesitation the prowler mounted. Just as he clambered upon the roof in a way that gave evidence of mucli ?trength and agility, a door opened in the back of the cabin. A flood of light illumined' the yard. A man came out. Could he have heard the detective? If he had he must have attributed the sound to some thing else, for he soon entered the house and closed the door. The man on the roof proceeded to carry out the design that had brought him there Groping around he discovered a tr apdoor. Perhaps he knew of its presence, or guessed the fad from instinct. It was not tightly fastened, for a steady puli broke tfie cord. that held it below, allowing him to draw it back. \Vithout a1iy hesitation, the man lowered himself through the opening. He found himself in a low loft, where he was com p elle d to stoop in order to keep his 'head from striking. It was a ramshackle sort of place, trembling under the weight thus imposed upon it, and to give way entirely. What pleased him however, was the fact that there were cracks and crevices in the floor, through which the light forced a way. Little difficulty spying upon those who might happen to be belo .w. Crouching down, the man glued eye and ear alternately to the largest crack nearby. The result was fairly satisfactory. He could hear much, and see something. There seemed to be three men below, if he could jud 'ge fr.om the variety of voices. Before he had listened two minutes, he was able to locate each o f them. One had the vocal organs of a bull, another spoke with a peculiar Southern twang in his voice, while the third spoke resolutely and clearly. Evidently these three men had been conspiring to gether with some evil purpose in view. He made this out with the first words h e caught, and also the fact that he had probably arrived on the scene of action too late to get the full benefit of the particulars. 111ey had arranged their schedule, and eiich man knew the part he was to take. The one \\hose voice b espoke him a leader appeare d to occupy suc h a position now. It was he who gave directions. "Marden," he said to the man with the thunder tones, "you won't fai l me?" I never did yet, Jesse James, and you kin depend on me at th e right time. I like you, and: I like your ways. This game s uits me to a dot. I'm with you, dead sartin." "And Rube, you understand your part?" "I reckon I do, old man. You'll fi'nd Rube Burrows your right-hand bower when the time comes for pulling a trigger. I'm in on the haul every time." Nice company this! Those names were the most feared and detested along the Mississippi Valley. Rube Burrows, though a young man, had made a notorious reputation for himself in Alabama, while for years, ever since the clo!>e of the war, Jesse Jam es had ruled things with a high hand all through Missouri, where his reputation as a train and bank robber had made him a terror in the land. Burrows had long sought to emulate the career of tnis man, and bade fair to equal him in his crimes. He was not so cruel in his disposition as the other, but possessed a cunning mind that made him an object of aiarm to the express company operating on Southern roads. When two men of this caliber came together trouble was bound to ensue. Flint and steel produce fire. Rube Burrows had long desired' to enter into some game with the old and more experienced train robber. The chance had now cQme, and he was bent upon im proving it. Who was the man in the loft, and what brought him to such a rendezvous? He was evidently not in sympathy with the object that had attracted the three conspirators. On the contrary, he was Qne of their deadliest foesbeing none other than Carl Whicher, th e famous Pin kerton detective, who had more than once come within an ace of capturing Jesse Jam es, thereby attaining a very high place in the opinion of the noted Missouri outlaw. Chagrined at having arri ved when their plans had a ll been discussed and arranged, he listened eagerly in the hop e that he might hear something to at least give him a clew. There are times w11en a hint is as good as a nod, and he could follow such a 1ea PAGE 4 I I / THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. bushvvhackers o f Missouri, from whence they carry terror to the hearts cf their enemies. Marden had been one of their number. issued to Besides this they had another scheme on foot w]:iich bad interested the detective. He took a stroll about town. After the close of the war he had retired t o the lonely been carefu l enough to disguise himself, h e did wilds and lived a hermit life. seldom seeking civilization not fear meeting any one of the three men, should the y except when necessity compelled him to do so. happen to JJe i n the place. The first view the man in the loft obtained of this Calling at the bank to get a bill changed, he noted how man was disappointing. the land lay there. From the tremendous bellow of his voice, one would As he was a stranger, more than one person eyed him naturally expect him to be a giant in stature. curiously, as though they would like to l,now what his Such 'vas not the case. business might be. In fact, the reverse was t rue, for Marden proved to be Whicher kep t his own counsel. a small, thoug h thick-set, man. He meant to play this game in his own way, and not Like most clwarfs, thi s man possessed immense power to call in assistance until the proper time came. in his body and arms. Makin g inquiries. he headed out of town for the house He could pick up an ordinary man and almost swing of a gentlema n by the name of Allen him around his head as though he were a baseball bat. On the way fate plnyed him a curious deal. Being of a surly disposition, he was shunned by most He had hired a horse, preferring to ride. men, which fact pleased the hermit just as well. while jogging along under trees and enjoying the After several minutes' listening, during which he beauties of the l andscape, he suddenly heard the thunder strived in vain to \earn more of the details of what he c horses' hoofs ahead. The first, indeed the only t hought th .at crossed his mind, was to the effect that some animal was running was convin ced was a dastardly plot, h e cautiousiy w ithdrew from the loft as noiselessly as he had come. He reached the ground safe ly, and was quickly swal lowe d up in the darl'mess of the night. .. CHAPTER II. A MEETING ON THE ROAD. When Whicher left the hut in the Missouri hills, he set off at once for the nearest town. what he had heard remained fixed in his inind in delibly. He might have learned more, but half a loaf was better than no bread. By adding one thing to another he could make out the whole case. One object he had in life. This was to defeat the plans of the three conspirators, and if possible, kill or capture the man who might be looked upon as their leader-the notorious Jesse James. The first thing he did upon reaching town was to seek a tavern and sati sfy his hunger. When this j o b was through with he felt like a new man and was ready to grapple with the business on hand He began to make careless inquiries. They were such as a stranger might ask, PAGE 5 4 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. At the same time the latter was overhauling him with out difficulty. Carl cast one glance back over his shoulde r. His attention, of course, was mainly taken up with the girl, but he had an indistinct view of a man mounted on a black charger, and rushing along in pursuit, about thirty yards behind the fas t-flying bay. Carl had already made up his plans. He knew what he was about. This would not be the first time by a long shot that he had stopped a runaway horse, although never before under the same circumsfances that existed at present. The road was narrow. In order to pass him by, the mare must come within arm's reach on e,ither side, for he occupied the middle. As he hoped and expected, the horse came up on his left. He saw its head just back of him, and forging on, steadily passing. I\ ow was his time. Carl suddenly leaned over in his saddle, and clutched the bridle near the bits. Once his firm hand closed over this, nothing could make him relax his hold. At the same time he drew heavily upon the lines of his own steed, reducing his pace. The result was as expected. Both animals were brought to a halt. Carl, flushed with victory, turned to receive the warm th_anks of the maiden whom he bad, as he believed, saved from possible death. What he saw amazed him. She sat erect in her saddle, and from her eyes blazed the fire of indignation. The small whip she carried was raised on high, and Carl half expected to feel its lash across his face. "Take your hand from that bridle! How da1"e you stop me, sir?" she cried. Carl would never forget the mingled anger and pathos in that sent a sympathetic chord vibrating in his heart. He realized that somehow he had made a mistake. "I beg your pardon, lady, but I thought yoi.1r horse had become unmanageable, and was running away with you," he said. At the same time he removed his hand. Just at this moment the other rider thundered up, and Carl saw a handsome man, older than himself, wearing a black scowl upon 'his face, which, however, just now was partially relieved by a smi l e of devilish triumph. Carl disliked him on sight. The man fastened his eyes upon the face of the young girl in a gloating way. "Aha! you though t to give me the slip that time, Susie, but you see fate steps in and takes a hand in the game. I hope you will change your mind now," he said. She flashed defiance at him. "I refuse to ride home with you, Major Prentice, after the manner in which you have addressed me. I consider you no gentleman, sir." He shrugged his shoulders. "Ah you will perhaps have reason to change your mind, Miss Susie. I simpl y p love to be a bold wooer. I _understand the ladies love such a man: who, having mad e up his mind, can be daunted by nothing." "Some women may, but I prefer a gentleman at all When I marry I hope to have a husband, and not a master," she replied, with a spirit that Carl greatly ad1mir ed. "And you are perfectly right, my dear girl. In me you would find a devoted "Pardon me, I do not car e to discuss the subject at all, and much 'less in the presence of a third party," she said, cold ly. "As you please. If you are ready we will continue our, ride home." I said I preferred to ride alone, sir." "Nonsense, you will allow me to accompany you. These roads are hardly safe nowadays, with so many strangers around." Carl took this to himself. He touched hi'S 'ha:t. "Lady, I was th:< innocent cause of your bei 1jf over taken. Accept my sincere apology, and allow me to remedy the blunder as well as I am able. If you would prefer to let me be your cavalier to you r home I shall see to it that: this gentleman does not annoy you with his at tentions." "Sir! exclaimea the major, frowning in a savage manner, and dropping his hand to his hip in a suggestive manner that those living in the South fully under sta nd. He 'had met his match, however. Carl looked him straight in the eye. "I know your kind, sir. Any ma n who would use vio lence toward a lady is a bully. Ay, scowl as you please; looks do not alarm me. If you wish anything more I am ready to accommodate you. I have met braver men itha n you ere now at the muzzle of the revolver." They glared at each otl1er as though recognizing mortal foes. Carl was in the right. He knew it, and the consciousness gave him additional strength of purpose. Perhaps he also felt the eyes of the fair girl fastened upon him, and this may have caused his heart to take on additi o nal determination. PAGE 6 THE J ESSE JJ\M E S S T OR I ES 5 At any rate it was the major who fin ally withdrew his gaze. M uttering a curse he w h irled his horse around. "You will hear from again, you imp u dent cur!" he grated between his teeth, at the same time urging his steed on. The words were flung back over h i s sho ul de r and the gallant major, a:s if fearfu l lest the other shou l d take a notion to send a bullet after him, bent low in the saddle. Car l was not in the habit of shooting at flying men-he only laughed as he watched t h e coward ca r eering down the road. Perhaps to himself he was thinking that the r e was quite a contrast between himself and the t!ngallant ntajor, and he may have been human enough to have gl(f r ied in the fact t hat the "itness of the encounter, the one most interest ed in the game, was the young girl. He turned in the saddle. .. CHAPTER III. AN Il\fI'EKD1NG STORM. He found a pair of roguish blue eyes fastened upon him. The girl was not a beauty, but she possessed a very attractive face and figure, and Carl W)1icher was a bach elor. Ther efore, he was deeply int e rested at once. "You hav e routed the enemy, sir," she said, with a clear laugh thc-,t seemed to break down the barriers of re serve between them. Ca rl cc11 oed it. "Yes, he seems to be in full r etreat, and I don't think we need expect any trouble from that source, for the present, at least." I thank you for your kindness." "Don't mention it. Only for my awkward blunder you would nev er have been overtaken by him. I only r eme died it as best I could." "Still, you braved his anger. There are few men in this section who would do that," she re ma rk ed, looking at him fixedly, as though searching for the hidden power that had enabled him to come out victor in the exchange of glances. "What! afraid of that man? Why, he is a coward, if ever there was one "He has the reputation of a fire-eater. I half ex pected to see him attempt your murder in cold blood. As it is, I regret that you should have made an enemy .of h im "vVhy ?" "He will give you trouble in the future." "Let him try. Two can play at. that game. I have defeated better men than he before. But I siilccrely lrnst your troub les i n connection w it h him are over, m i ss." A sad look shut down over her face. "I am afraid that would be too good to be true, sir Major Prentice has the reputation of being an obstinate ma n ; you heard him declare that fact h imself. He will not give up an object so easily." "The wretch. Some one ough t to hor sewh i p h im within an inch of his l ife. Do you mean he will persecute you with his attentions when he knows they .are clisag:ee able ?" She nodded her head. "Have you no brother upon w h om you can call, to giv e this man his due?" A negative shake answered him. "Your father?" "Is living." "In good health?" "Yes, indeed." "Why don't you tell him of th i s man's persecutions, and ask his protection?" ''There are two reas ons. In the first place, I am afrai PAGE 7 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES Somethin g i1,1 his frank admiration caused a blush to cree p over her face. Carl thought she looked b eautiful then. '"I cannot say n o Friends are too few in this ,s_ection o f the coun t r;:. and yo u have already rendered me a great srnice. You m11st come and meet my father." '"\\'ith pleasure m i ss, when I have concluded some busine s s that has brought me out of town. You have 1 ived here l ong: They were riding along s ide by side while thus convcrsmg. "'All my life."' s he r e pli e d. .. That would not mean a g r eat span," he said, gallantly, anu then continued: "Perhaps you could aid me in flnd ing a party." "Do es he live near by?" "I have reason to believe so, although my information \Y PAGE 8 THE JESSE J AMES STOR!ES. Noon came. Dinner was announced by a black major-domo, who would have done credit to a Southern plantation under the old regime. Carl \Y::ts invited. He would have protested, but one look from the blu e eyes of Susie Allen already had more influence with him than all the squires bellowing. So he remained. It was his intention to seize the fir s t favorable oppor tunity now to inform his genial host why he had sought him. There was a certain amount of reluctance about this, too, as he was not yet certain just ho w the old man would take it. Perhaps he would denounce him as a good-for-nothing interloper, m eddling with affairs that did not concern him. At any rate this had to be done, and the time. was passing. Dinner was served in style. Perhaps the squire would ask him to have a smoke at its conclusion, and over the ciga1s men generally become very friendly. That would be an opportune time to speak. They were quite a merry party, and Susie looked very sweet and domestic behind the coffee urn-for the squire insisted upo n having this American beverage at every meal. Carl was badly smitten. He had b een about to carry out his plans before on account of principle. Now he hac1 some interest at stake. Susie was a prize worth winning. The man who succeeded in getting her would lie an en-vied fellow. He admitted this. Perhaps she had a lover already. It would be one of his fir st dutie s to ascertain thi s fact as soon as possible If such should prove to be the case he was man enough to desert the field at once, but should he find the race open Carl me;:;:-tt to ente r v;ithout delay. So he drifted on. "My daughter g.enerally$its with me while I smoke my aft?r-clinner cigar"'' sa id the squire, reac hing after a qox. Susie arose. 'You must excus e me to-day, papa, as I have some-thing to attend to. I see you o n the piazza later." And she left the room. "Come, let us adjourn to the piazza." Soon they were comfortably fixed, and alone. Carl made sure of this fact. He had arranged his chair near that of the old gentleman. Both men had th eir feet elevated on the railing, American style "I ha ve something to tell you, squire." "Indeed. Please proceed." "There i s a shadow hanging over this house-a storm ready to burst upon your heqd." CHAPTER IV. PLOT AND COUNTERPLOT. At these words the old squire naturally seemed very much astonished. and regarded his visitor in a peculiar manner, as though he had doubts regarding his sanity. This was fully expected by Carl. He had made up his mind what course to pursue, and wa.s not to be balked by any ordinary difficulties. Hence, he viewed the astonishment of the old gentle man with utter indifference "Theso are strange words, sir." "Yes, they may appear so to you, but when I explain to you, you will understand better." "Then do 50 at once!" Carl had started the ball rolling now, and did not m ean to let it stop until the bottom of the hill was reached. At the same til11e he knew it was ne cessa ry that he should proceed cautiously, for the old man was more deeply concerned in the game than outward appearances indicated. "Squire Allen, before I tell yo u my story, I wish to be assured that you will keep my secret inviolate will you promise me this?" \Vith all my heart, yonng man, though I haven't the slightest idea as to what that secret can be." "Y 011 will soon learn, sir. I am, by profession, a de'tectiv e." The sm1ire "One Pinkerton's men he e: .. ...:laimed. "Yes, that is true." 'After the J arnes boys?" "1\g-ain yn11 hit the bull's-eye Rut I have a 1111ss1on hevoncl the mere desire to win the reward offered for their bodies dead or ali \ 'C." Then he wrnt on to tell of the murder of the detective by tho outlaws in the mountains. It was no news to the squire. All Missouri had nmg with it. At the s:-tme time he listened with !nte:c st fo 1 t11e man who related the story was one who had a great deal al stake. Then Carl told of his hunt. \Vben he came to the 111 the cabin, his auditor

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q-'HE JESSE JAMES STORIES. had shown such decided interest that he forgot to puff away at his cigar, which, in consequence, went out. The squire turned scarlet in the when he heard what the three desperadoes were engaged in discussing. Somthing came home to him. With difficulty he repressed a groan. Carl played bis cards well, and knew just how far to go in the matter. Finally he came to the encounter on the road, and painted Major Prentice in as black colors as a master hand might. This time the squire groaned outright-there was no mistake about it. He understood that the young man knew his secret, and hung his head in shame. Carl felt sorry for him. "I beg you to believe, Squire Allen, that I have no de sire to pry into your private affairs. It is my business to assist you if yo u will allow me. "I understand that you are in the power of this villain; t hat he h o lds an influence over your head, and threatens you with vful exposure." "And now?" "I shall defy him to do his worst. You have shown him to me as a villain, and an associate of train robbers and murderers. No maitter what happens to me, my hose sentiments, sir, and stand willing to back you up against even the power of this lawless gang. I.t will be strange if together we cannot devise some means of defeating them." His words seemed to put new life into the old squire. A look of determination came over his face that boded no good for the man w i ho was plotting bis downfall. "Young ma n, I trust Y (')U. Whether we win or fall, I place confidence in you. Advise me, and I will do what you say." This was far better than Carl had ever anticipated. Judging from the looks of the squire, he had believed there would be trnuble in getting him to believe the facts. At hearing the other's words he heaven a sign of relief and seemed pleased. "Let us look calmly at the matter, then, and see what these men inrtend doing. As I heard only a portion of what was said, it is necessary to supply the balance. "The three men whom I overheard plotting in that cabin have, i.t seems, entered into an agreement to assist Prentice in his game. "I do not know how muc'h of a money oonsideration he paid them, but besides t his it seems that Jesse James has a debt to cancel. Prentice did something for him once upon a time, and the opportunity h:as arrived when he can return it.he favor." "And the mcihod to be employed?" "As far as I could make out, it is a singular one. This man desires to appear as a hero in '!'he eyes of your daugh ter. He intends to rescue her from the power of the out laws when they have captured her." The squire laughed. "Bless my what a queer thing to think of such a plan. It would be a rough joke on the major if you should steal his nhunder." "Just whait I propose doing," remarked Carl, quietly. '"What! d'ye mean to say you'll take his place, and rescue Susie?" "Exactly. It's a pity the plan should be entirely given up. Somebody ought to reap a benefit from it af.ter all the trouble." "You are right, young man, an
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THE JESSE JAMES 9 way in which t11ey spoke I should judge that it was a woman, and one w 1 ith w:hom your daughter comes in daily contact." The squire dencheii his stout fist and brought it down upon the arm of 1 his chair with a tremendous whack. "Yes, I know who it is-a girl by the name of Doroth y owes us much but it is the nature of her breed to be treacherous. She has black blood in her v e ins, though you would never b e lieve it to l ook at her." "She is the one they on to drug the young lady's tea to-night. She wi.11 be carried off by the three men. At a certain time she will come to her senses and naturally cry for help. With that Major Prentice is to spring from the bushes-a fight follows-the brave man kills or puts to flight all of her enemies after a desperate encounter, and, of courise, the re s cued maiden falls inbo the arms of her savior." "Very fine, inideed, but we'll spoil ilie game for him we'H spoil the game," muttered t'he squire, gritting his teeth and nodding his head in a resolute manner. "You are right, sir, and now I'll tell you just how I purpose doing it." "Go. on, "The major must be detained, and you are the one to hols hand When everything had been arranged, they changed the subject,_ Susie joined them. Thus several hours pa s sed pleasantly and they saw the sun drawing near the western hills. Evening was not far away. ..., As he had already a-rranged with the old squire, Carl declared it positively necessary that he sh o uld go on He promised to see them soon again, and ventured to press Susie 's :hand at parting, which brought the blushes to her cheeks. Then he galloped down the road. Turning in the saddle, he saw a white kerchief flutter ing at the gate, and answered the sig nal with a wave o f his hat in the air. "Bles s t he girl ," he mutt{red, "she's tak en me by sto rm. I'm re ady to risk all I have, my life, for her sake." CHAPTER V. LYING IN WAI'l'. Carl rod e along for a short C o ming to a bend in the road, he c han ced to gla nce ah ead, and sa\.v approaching him a s!i:-glc horseman. In this man he recognized hi s ene my. Yes, it was Major Prenti ce on his way to the plantation of S q uire Allen. The shad e s of evening fcl! heavily ui1der the tree s at the point where Carl c h anced to be at the ti me, and he was sure the other h a d n ot n oticed him Obey ing a sudden impulse he nrgecl bL i10rse in among th e trees. Scref'ned by the trnclcrg-ro\';th. lie cou \cl see what p::tssed along the road without himseli b eing seen. j

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to THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. The major was passi n g by w hen his horse, scenting the orher an:mal near, gave a n eigh. Carl kn e\\ what the res. ult would be but was powe rless to pre v e nt it. His horse an swer ed. fosfantly tii1e doughty major drew r e in and turning in the sadclk, gbred long a nd earnestly in the direction whe n::e the s o und had come. B.e held a revo lver in his han d, and sat like a figure canc'Ci of sto ne in his sad dle. C:iri believed he would move forward to investigate, and kn o wing \\hat such a meeting meant, a l so drew his r e volv e r. Jt was a peculiar sit uation. Af.ter a couple of minutes Major Pre ntic e appeared to c oncl u de tha, t h e did n o t care to i n vestigate the source of the myster i o u s he igh. He rode on. i\s h e gallop e d clown the road, pe still k ep t the revolver ready in his hand, a nd lo oked hack over his shoulder, as thoug h n ot quite certain that the person conc ea led under tulie trees did not mean to assail him Carl was glad a m eeting ha
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l'HE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 1 1 The drug was slow in taking effect, but unl ess the squir e had made a mistake in the glasses it was bound to get there. Fortunately, Prentice was in no hurry. He had plenty of time in which to reach the rendez vous, and this favored the man who was following. At last he discovered the first indication that what he desired was coming to pass. The man's head moved from to side; he put up his hand as though dizzy. Carl chuckled. I-:Te felt satisfied that th e game would turn in his favor soon. In imagination he could see the chagrin rthat must come over the majo r when upon recovering from his stupor and hastening forward he di scovered that t:he drama had already been played and anot'her hero had taken his place. The actions of the man on horseback grew even more prono unced. He a ctually reeled in h.is saddle. T his became so serious tha
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14 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. reeled backward, clas ping his hand over hi s heart, and sang out : 'He's d o ne it-I'm killed, boys. Avenge me ." With w hi ch r e mark h_..e s a n k i n a h eap Carl had aimed di r e ctly at his body, instead of over his head. Meanwhile the others were banging away at a tremen dous rate, shouting at the sam e time Susie clapped her hands over her ears and sank nerve less at the foot of the c;ottonwood, but something caused her to keep her startled gaze upon her bold champion. She knew one of the desperadoes was down, but still the odd s were two to one. Carl
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THE .. JAMES STORIES. 11 tumbled over, and knew nothing until I came to, about a quarter of an hour ago. ""Striking a match, I saw that I was late, and made all possible haste to r ea ch the rendezvous to carry out my part of the programme. "I arrive here, only to be told that the girl has been rescued by some one you swear must have been me. Now, what in the wide world am I to think of this?" The quick mind of Jesse James wrestled with the prob. lem at once. "I begin to see light," he said, and at the same time frowned heavily. "Go on!" cried the major, grasping his arm. "The wine you drank with the squire must have been drugged. "I have already su spec ted it." "There is a plot that be ats our own." Suspicion at once pointed to the detective, Carl Whicher, who was known to be on their track. "How could he know abou t this unless some one has turned traitor?" The outlaw paid no attention to the covert insinuation back of this remark. "Fiends take him! He stole my revolver while I slept!" growled the major. "That explains another thing." "What?" "He aimed dead at us when he fired, and with any re volver than one prepare d for the occasion, we would have been slaughtered in a way we didn't calculate on It must have been your gun he used." "I had blanks in it." "That settles it, major. The man has managed to steal your thunder." Prentice gnashed his teeth. He wc+s in a humor to do something desperate-murder, wou ld not cause him to hesitate. "The man who crosses my path dies. I am ready to ;wear to that," he growled. None of the others were in the best of humor, for they felt they had been hoodwinked. If; therefore, the major proposed any bold scheme for revenging himself, they would, in all probability, join with him. General comersation ensued. Durin g the continuance of this, all minor details were iiscussed, and presently they understood everything. It was taken for granted that, after rescuin g the naiclen, the detective would
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THE JESSE JAMES STOR1S. 19 They sprang upon the porch. Some one seized the handle of the door and shook the whole structure, savagely. ''I warn you to leave us in p ea ce. We are all well anned, and will fight desperately. Go while you have the opportunity," called out the squire from the other side of the door. A harsh laugh greeted his words. "You old fool, do you know who you have to deal with. Jesse James is here-open the door, or we will break it in," came a voice. The old squire was undaunted. "Never, you wretch!" "Then you must take the consequences." "Remember, I have warned you. If you are a1l blown into eternity the next minute, it will be your own fault." Some one outside uttered an exclamation of alarm, and a shuffling sound could be he heard, as though the man endeavored to get away from the daugerous quarter. The squire's words caused no alarm in any other breast than that of the major. Something struck the door a terrific blow. It was an a..x. Rube Burrows had stumbled over it while advancing o n the house, and, believing he could make good use of such a weapon, took it along with him. This was the last straw on the camel's back. The squire had bottled up his wrath up to this mo ent, but when the house echoed with the blow given y the ax, the bottle burst. "Take it, then, you rascals!" With that he let fly. The gun sounded like a small cannon, and, no doubt, he believed for the moment a bomb had exploded ear by. Fortunately for him, he was out of range. Not so another of the party. Rube Burrows was swinging the ax round sideways r another tremendous blow, and, as luck would have some of the contents of the squire's gun struck the eel. Glancing off, one piece of lead cut a gash in the cheek the dwarf, while others peppered bim in other porns of his anatomy. He was painfully, but not seriously, wounded, and the wls he gave vent to as his hands wande red from one t to another as he sought to discover whether he had vered them all were simply astounding .Meanwhile Burrows wielded the ax. Suddenly the hammering ceased. What did this mean? Those-within were on the qui vi'z:e. hey expected a trick. 1ey cou!J hear foes outside conversing in low es, and this warned them that the enemy had not n
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22 THE JESSE JAMES STORBES. Huma n n ature, even of the hardened type r epresented b y this ruffian, cotild not st and such terrific punishment. Marden groaned. Carl could feel a shudde r pass through the frame of the other, and at' the same time his arms relaxed their hold. He was clon e for. Still, even in his apparent def e at, he may have won a victory, if h e had d etained Carl long enough for the two desperadoes to arrive upon the scene and get their work in. Was this so? The detective had done remarkably well thus far, and did not mean to be balked by fate if bravery could pre vent it. He turned like a tiger at bay. The rush of the oncoming outlaws could be plainly heard near b y, but they had not yet reached the scene of action. This lucky circumstance gave Carl another chance. He improved: it. Again seizing Susie's dear hand, he drew her away kom the scene of violence, nor was she unwilling to go. They passed among the trees. .Hardly had they gone, when two men came upon scen e "Marde n! hello! where are you?" called Burrows, thinking i t Yery significant that such silence had' fallen. A groan answer ed. him. "Strike a light!" called the Alabama man, and his confederate flashed a lantern on the scene. \i\/hat they saw astonished them. Both men lay there in their blood, apparently slain. The two outlaws ran on. Befor e them loomed up the house, and yet they had not sighted their intended p rey. What could it mean? Suddenly the space in fro .nt of the house was lighted up, as th e gray eye of a reflecting lantern was turned on them. Burrows, findin g himse lf thus betrayed, and expecting a shot, wheeled, with an ;oath, threw his rifle to his shoulder and fired. The sl :iot was succeeded by a crash of glass, a howl of pain from a man, and darkness shut down upon the scene in a manner that was little short of marvelous. While this lasted th e two discomfited outlaws crawled away, carrying the senseless dwarf along witb them. CHAPTER XII. COALS OF FIRE. Carl had reached the house with his precious charge, and was it may be set d ow n for certain, warmly wel comed by Susie's father, who had been almost distracted during the bri ef interval tha:t had elapsed. The r e was no time for explanations now. The det e ctive was certain that he had used up the 'd.l\
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24 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. There was little to be done in the local institution, how ever, at this time. Now and then some tradesman would come in and get a bill changed, or, perhaps, draw money on a small check. After eleven, however, they would have their hands full for the remainder of the day, for at about that hour the strong box arrived. \Vhen Carl sauntered into the bank he saw at a glance what a soft snap Jesse James and his comrade would have if the affair was allowed to go on in its own way. The railing was a flimsy affair, and the cashier and teller could not expect any sort of protection from this source. One man, with determination and a revolver to back him, could easily command the whole situation. It would pr-ove an eX!ceedingly fortunate thing for them if the detective succeeded in baffling the designs of the men who had planned to rifle the bank an hour hence. Carl walked over to the door of the rear room, where the oresident had his desk. H-e knocked. This had to be repeated before a gruff voice called out to enter. 'C pon opening the door, Carl found himself upon the thr es hold of a luxurious apartment. Evidently the head of the Stratton banking institution lov e d his ease Business might take him from home a few hours each d-ay, but he could do as good work seated in a comfo1t able easy-chair as another man could perched on a high stool. As. the young man entered the room, the president glanced up, frowning. He had given orders that he was not to be intruded upon during this, his busy morning of the month, and could not understand what his cashier could be thinking of to let t.his man, a stranger, too, enter. "Good-morning," said Carl, closing the door and deftly locking it. The president gasped for breath. Such audacity appalled him. Then an awful suspicion flashed into his brain. Was he shut iu a room with a madman or a desperate robber? In either case, the situation was enough to freeze the blood in his veins. He endeavored to be calm, since, life depended on it. Carl approached him, hat in hand. I presume this is Mr. John Hathaway?" "You are correct, young man," replied other, as steadily as possible. President of this bank ?" "Exactly, sir. What can I do for you?" "Nothing." As he spoke, Carl straddied a chair and leaned his arms upon the back. The fat president looked at him uneasily, as if wonder ing what could be d out a peculiar chill creeping over his person, for he k not what hour he might meet the owner of it face to while traveling in a luxurious Pullman, or seated i own of-flee. "That man coming here?" he said, slowly. "Yes, he is not far away. Before noon arrives heh to be riding away with tl;:at precious chest fastened t saddle." "Perhaps-you-are-he!" Carl laughed. "Thanks; but I haven't that honor. Jesse James no more active enemy in all the world than myself. h e lped to murder a relative of mine, one 'vVhicher, tectivc, and I have vowed to be a thorn in his flesh io1 "Then you are---:-a detective?"

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26 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. "Then we mnst introduce weight to that extent into the now empty case . "Ah!'' "Securely lock it. and then place upon it a seal that shall not be broken." The nresidcnt smiled. ''I begiu to grasp the idea," he said. 'It is time. The case can be kept on hand by the cashier. and as soon as the backs of the men are turned, he must whip the new one off his desk, subst ituting the other for it." This time the stout bank official chuckled and rubbed his hands together. ''An elegant plan, by my life." "\i\Then Jesse James and his men enter the bank. and cover the cashier with their revolvers, demanding that he hand over the strong-box, he can allow them to take it. "They will mount at once and ride away; the whole town wiil be aroused, and shots must follow them in their flight. ''Your strong-box will be safe, and the bank robber find hims e lf baffled for once This picture so pleased the pre s ident that he impul sively reached out bis hand and grasped that of Carl Which er. 'Splendid, sir I am more than pleased." "In fighting these men we do not always take notice of the manner in which the battle is won The end justifies the means. Often, in order to rea l ize something, we are compelled to descend to their methods, however distaste ful they may be." "I know that." "And in this instance, you see, I have planned to fight fire with fire. Now to get the case and arrange it.'' "I will attend to that." The nresident touched a be ll. A entered. "Bring me the empty rnse Mr. Garrison has under his desk-1ell him I want it." In another minnte the messenger laid up on the floor a small strong-box, about a foot in length by half that in width. It was fockecl. "Tha.t will do, Thomas, for the present. \i\Tait outside; I shall ring for you soon When the man had withdrawn, the president took a key from the safe. this he unlocked the box. Of course it was empty. There was a compartment for silver and gold, and also one for hills. Carl nodded his head "Easily arranged, if we only had some heavy stuff to put in it," he said. The president chuckled. "See her e how would that do?" He wadd l ed acros < s the room, and with some d1fficulty p icked up a bag from the floor. I t wa.s a twenty-five pound sack of drop shot and num bered eight. "Beautifu!.ly, if you had another." "There is a smaller one in yonder corner. :Hy nephe'\v left them here, intending to go on a crusade agains quail next month." "A:T1 they'll bring down better birds than quail. see how they fit." The twenty-five pound bag just filled the niche intc for si lver, while the smaller one fitted in the depart for gold. Carl rubbed bis hands with delight "Specie payment res11med," he laughed. "Yes, but what would our customers say if they 1 we were paying out lead instead of silver and gold?' Carl snatched up a newspaper, folded it and fille place kept open for bank notes. "::\,fight as well have the whole business clone," h marked, smiling. The case was now ready for closing. Carl locked it. ''Here is the key, sir." The oresident lifted the box. "Feeis exactly like the one that will arrive this m ing." ''Good "And lacks but one thing." The seal ?" "Yes.'' ''I leave that to your ingenuity to arrange. You the material handv." "Oh, yes." "Tt will not take you long." "Sa\' five minutes." ''Tl{en kindly proceed." The stout official did so. He placed a strong cord through the fastenings vided for the purpose in the lid and just below it. T hen a taper was lighted, some sealing-w1ax melted cord united with a heavy wad. and as it was coolit stamp was pressed upon i.t. leaving a plain seal. "There, how will that do?" asked the president, wi his brow with his handkerchief. "That will deceive him, never fear: We may cons the case won." CHAPTER XV. A'f ELJ!Vl')N -'rBN. The better part of the job had been accomplished, yet there was still something to he done. Carl glanced at the handsome little clock on the ma of the president's room. lt lacked ten minuto:s of "Is that clock rig'ht ?" "To the minute.'" "If the train is on time. then, in twenty minutes express messengers will enter with the iittle m chest?" "Yes." "Can vou call the cashier in-I wish to instruct hin what he. has to do. Is be thoroughl y reliable-keep senses abou
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THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 27 een such a situation and having a couple of loaded voh-ers aimed at one's bead, but he was glad to learn at the cashier was a man of some nerve. "Call him in, please." The president gave some signal, and immedi:aitel y the sb'<:>r entered. He was speedily put in possession of the facts, and ined heartily in the plan:s arranged to defeat the rob rs. All he had to do was to deftly change the strong boxes, icealing the one containing the valuables. arl cautioned him to keep his wits about him, lest in confusion he get the boxes mixed up and give over wrong one. his would be a blunder thait would be his ruin, and the hier pra.rnised to arrange things so there cou ld be n o h accident. 11 ha,ning been fixed he went bad< 1.o his desk, and n the pre1Sident called in Thomas to carry t h e box to front office: 0111ly one thing remains," said Carl. \Vhat is that?" You are all fixed in here. I want a few lines to the cl of the police force." 'he president kl1cw the value of time. T ithowt asking a question he drew the pad of paper to and dashed off a note. Till that do?" arl read it. J icely. I am off, but will see you a.gai n." en seconds, please. A r e you going to chase these ?" e'll have a try at them." hen I may 'have a chance," taking a double-barrel o-un down from the wall and breaking it open. I to be a great :\'imrod some years ago, when lighter 1y feet. Success to you, Mr.' Whicher." rl wasted no more time. s sing through the outer office he made a signal to the er, who was \Vaiting on a depositor, and the other ereth a certain purpose in view He was to h o ld the horses in readiness w hil e the othe1'S went into the bank. As they came out the alarm would be rais ed and at such a time sec'.)nds \\ o uld be worth' a great deal to them.

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28 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. This explained his presence. Only for snch a fact the others would not care to have him present, for he wa.s not an ornament to the crowd. They were riding leisurely along. with tihe evident in tention to kill a certain amount of time before arriving at the bank. Carl consulted his watch. 1t was almost ten minutes after. A whistle was beard up the track. The train, a few minutes late, was dra\vipg near the station. Soon the time for action \Yould come. Carl 1Yas perfectly cool. He !mew that ait least he had laid the tr-ain that was to balk the plotters, even should they get away alive. E\enits wonlcl now follow each ot11er in rapid success10n. ] t was lime for action. The three men passed the bank. To ha\'e halted in front of it might have excited sus picion, and t\1is 1Yas 1Yhat they 1ra11ted to aYoid. After the valuable case was in their possession, they did not care a fig 1Yhat :ohe town people thought or did, being perfectly independent in the matter. Next door to the bank was a store. T-t was a hardware place. Reining up in front of it, the two men left their sad dles. As Carl expectecl, Marden remained in his seat, hold-ing the bridles. All of the horses faced one way . They were carefuJ.ly arranged by the dwarf, so that not a second should be los-t by either of the two men when rt'hey came out of the bank .bea1'ing the coveted box. Jesse James stepped into the hardware store, as though to make a purchase, but he kept a close watch on Rube Burrows, who lounged in the doorway. From this point the steps leading up to ehe door of the 1bank c0uld be plainly seen. As yet he was not watching these. A liU.Je commotion down the street had aHracted his He knew w11at it meant. The express messengers were on their way from the depot to the bank with the valuable case containing the money. Burrows' eyes glittered. His teeth were tightly clenched, and upon his face came a look such as would become a tiger about to spring upon his prey. yet Rube had not indulged in any such game as 1'his. His work in Ala!bama 1ha:d been confined to stopping trains and crea .ting a reign of terror a r ound the region where he held ou 1t, killing a postmaster for medd'ling with his mai'l, and making himself an object of fear through the wihole State. It remained for Jesse James to initiate him into the of a raid on a bank. One need haTdly say that he took to it like a duck does to water. It suited his temperament, since he was of a socia.Jist nature, and believed the good things of this world shot be more evenly divided. As the crowd advanced, Rube saw the two men beari the strong-box. Of oourse every urchin around followed at it:Jheir he while a few' men 'iounging about the depot joined in procession. It near. Rube as yet made no signal. The air was warm, the sun shone, insects droned ov head, and the only sign of any unusual stir was where express agents and their attendant followers came h tling along the walk. They were now close at the foot of the banf< steps. Rube could see what attracted the boys. The men, for some rea1Son or other, perhaps to sh their badge of authority, each carried a revolver in ll hand that was not needed in grasping the handle of t trong-box. These weapons were the magnet that drew the bo around, just as molasses attracts flies. The men probably enjoyed being heroes for a bri space of time-the observed of all present, and made t mosit of their fleeting opportunity. Ko1\ ; they had reached the steps. They began ascending. Of course, the crowd fell back and watched them p beyond the doors of the bank. The time had come. Rube turned and raised his arm. Seeing the signal. Jesse James concluded his trifli purchase within the store. In a minute he had reached the side of his companio just outside the door. "ls it time?" he aJSked. "\Vait. They are just comin&' 014t, I reckon. ''You are right. In three mmutes we will be on t jump. The door opens-ha! the men come out-look t other way, Rube." CHAPTER XVI. THE BAJ'\K ROBBERY. 1 ever in all his life had the cashier been more strong tempted to speak forbidden things than when the two e press agents were in the bank. It seemed strang-e that he should allow these two arm men. sworn to gLtard the with their depart. Still, the inflllence of Carl \Vhicher was s-trong up him, and he refrained. The men handed over the chest. He took it in, placed it under his desk, and t01en, as reconsidering the matter, raised it again to the top. Then he signed the receipt. The express agents' work was done. One of them put out his hand as if to draw the b toward him, doubtless under the impression that it w the empty one thev were to take off. At fhis the cashier smiled. He said something in a laughing way, and the m turned to leave.

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THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. ) 29 Perhaps he looked wistfully after them, for he knew mt his next experience would be; but he had given his rd. Not by any look or word did he arouse a suspicion in minds of the two men. This was as it Should be. They turned and l e ft the bank. Burrows and his confederate were not paying any attion to them as they came out, and the express agents rely glanced casually that way. en !::hey leisurely descended the steps fhey advanced toward the outlaws. esse James kept one e ye on them, for he was not the n to let any person get the drop on him. he agents walked pas t, merely glancing at the stran rs in town. 1hen they entered a saloon a few dG0rs above and were t'o view 'Time!" rt was Jesse James who spctke. e immediately started up the wooden steps of the k. ube Burrows was at his side, his enthusiasm keeping e with that of the o ther. he decisive moment had arrived. o men who had lived for many years in a whirl of itement and danger it vvas nothing beyond the ordi y. oth were quite cool. 'hey knew just wiha t they had to do and went about with the aissu rance that cou.Jcl only come from long c-tice. uch a game was something o f a novelty to Burrows, ce his former experience had been i n a different line e went at it, under the guidance of the o1der ounaw, h the coolness of a veteran. aying asc ended the steps, they came to the doors of bank. hese they pusheJ open. The doors hung upon pivot ges, :11Hl could be pushed either wai. nee inside, Jesse James let his eyes fall upon the cash s desk. wi.re railing had been closed, a 1gai11, but the strong stood upon the desk. t's seal was in plain view. fhe cas ; Jiier appeared to be busily engaged in running r some figures on a slip of paper, and bein g preoccu d, failed to notice the presence of the two men just side the railing. At least he appea r ed not to see m. faking up a penknife just then. he laid his hand on precious package, a.s if to draw it tO\\ard him and cut ea!. 'Hold on !" be cashier looked up. is eyes met those of the man just on the other side the \\ire barrier. 'Did you speak?" onsidering the fact that he knew he was with otorious a person as Jesse James, the outlaw, it can be to the credit of the ca-shier tihat he maintained his lne ss to a remarkable degree. Thus he was able to play hi s part well. "Yes, I said hold on. Don' t cut that seal," remarked tlTe outlaw. The cashier fr ow ned. "I'm not accustomed to joking with strangers," he re-marke d b ending over the box. "This i;s no joke. I s ay, hol d on." 'n1ere was a strange clicking sound. The cashier hoked 2.gain. He turned pale. Through the wire bars a revolver protruded, and wa:; aimed directly at his head. Many a man before him ha 1 d. lost color a nd tremble d w.hen he found himself oovered by the weapon of J e sse James, for he se l dom missed his aim, and fired upon slight provocaition. 'Don't m ove a fing e r, cas hier. If you try to drop be hind your desk to the floor you'll reach there a dead man. Understand?" The cashier nodde d. "What does this mean?" he asked steadily. "Just this. They have delivered tihe wrong box here That one goes up the road. vVe have come for it." "vVho--are-you ?" Jesse James and Rube Burrows." "Good Heavens!" "If you resist yo u are a dead man." "I can do no t hing. Gentlemen, !lave your way," re-marked the cashi e r. "We generaHy do. Rube!" "On d ec k." "Mount the railing and lay hold." It was a singulai scene a stout depos-i.tor, who came in just then in his shirt s leeves gazed upon. One man cove r i n g t he cashier wit:h a : revolv .er; while a second was climbing over the wire rai.Jing on th e bank officer's desk. No \Yonder the amazed man stoo d rooted to t h e spot. He could l10t at fo:st comprehen d wha t such gym nastics meant. Burrows was athletic. Besides, he happened to be tall and powerful. It was no effort for him to climb up over the railing. Bending down he seized the lit.tie ohesit by one of the handles used in handling it. Without any apparent exertion he sw un g H1e we i ght of fifty pounds up over the raiJ.ing. Jesse James lowered it to the floor, at the sa m e time keeping his man covered, as he had an idea the cashier was dangerous He took it a ll so cool1y that it gave the outlaw the im pression that if such a man ihad 1 ha'lf a show he would drop down, seize a r evolver and open fire upon the:m. Rube Burrows landed beside the captured case. He bent over and it. "Art ready Jesse." "Then we are off. Good-day cashier-gi ve the presi dent Jesse James' compliments,"" with a 1augh as he caught sigh t of the fat ofiicia l peering out of hi s private room, his face marked with both fear and curiosity. "Call again," said the polit e cashier. "Tbanks-\r e'll consider it. Awav we go, Rube, and death l o the man who gets in the way."

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30 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. The two men made a rush for the door. It happened that the stout depositor in his shirt sleeves, who had come in to make good his bank account, was directly in their path. Amazed at the startling drama thus presented to his eyes, the man seemed frozen to the spot. He heard the words of Jesse J amcs and \Yould have given much to have gotten out of the way, but lacked the power to do so Consequently Jesse James ran him down, not forgetting to snatch the bills out of his hand, ere tumbling him over, through the door he was holding open. The fellow found his tongue at any rate, and gave ut terance to a shout. This was the spectacle presented to the eyes of those who chanced to be upon the main street of Strattan, at the hour of eleven-seventeen, and in the vicinity of the bank: There came through the open door a figure that first of all tried to stand on his head, and failing in this, went rollin g down the steps like an acrobat, giving out a whoop with each fresh bump received. Hardly had he passed through the doorway than a tall, man sprang into view. In one hand he earned a small box, which seemed to be quite weighty. Close behind him another man came. This party was not so tall as the first, but seemed as active as a cat. He carried a revolver in his hand, and flourished it above his head in a way that meant business. A few boys and loungers, having followed the express agents to the bank, still loitered about the foot' of the steps At sight of these things they-set up a howl. The truth was not immediately comprehended by them, but they saw that something out of the common run was on the tapis, and as is usual with crowds, they were ready to enjoy anything, from a dog fight to the lynching of a negro. The two outlaws found that they would have to burst through this crowd in order to reach their horses, or else go around. In the latter case time would be lost. It would also appear that they were afraid of even such a small g-athering, and Jesse James had always been se.-:s;tive to anythingthat looked like fear. He sprang over the fallen man who lay groaning at the foot of the steps. Taking a position in front of Rube, he advanced upon the crowd. "Scatter, you wolves, or I'll dDctor you!" The words alone were enough to frighten ordinary in dividuals. Besides, the fierce expression and the t1ueatening re vol ver did the business. It was not a valorous crowd. Boys composed the larger part of it, and the halance were _loungers, never known to p<:>s11ess much fighting ma ten al. They scatteired. It reminded Carl of a flock of sheep flying before t11e coming the wolf. Through the lane thus formed, the two bold outlaw dashed. By this time it must have en tered even the dullest min that they \\ere robb'.ng the Strattan Bank. Still, not a hand was put out .to their progres One man knew the party with the revolver. "It's Jesse James!" he shouted. The mae-ic of tha:t name \Vas wonderful. m'an, woman, and child in the State of Missou had heard of it. Of cour<;e, tl:e y entertained different feelings with re gard to it, some hating tle man as a border terror, others secretly sympathizing with him because he fought for the South. The 11ame was taken up. Fi:om mouth to mouth it ran. "Jesse James is here!" Il'Ien in the stores heard itj and. ran to the
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