Jesse James' daring deed; or, The raid on the Pine Ridge jail

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Jesse James' daring deed; or, The raid on the Pine Ridge jail

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Jesse James' daring deed; or, The raid on the Pine Ridge jail
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Jesse James Stories
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OF THE JAMES BOTS issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at Ne-.u York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 1'Viltia m St .. N. No. 8. Price, Five Cents. "AT 'EM, BOYS!" YELLED JESSE, AND WITH A VOLLEY OF SHOTS THE SCEJ\"E CHANGED LIKE MA GIC.

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A NARRATIVES Or hsucd Weekly. B y S ubscription $2.JO per yea1'. Entered0as S econd Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. Entered according to Act of Congress in tlle year IQOI, in the Office of tile Li/1Yar1'an of Qmgress, Waslling'to11. D. c,: No. 8. N E W YORK, Jun e 29, 1901. Price Five Cents. JESSE J!Mt:S' DARING Dt:l:D : OR, The Raid on the Vine Ridge Jail. By W B. LAWSON. /J ENDEi-lr IN PO V. VAN BUR CHAPTER I. 'A STIRRING SCltNI L "Hello! Here's a pretty fix! Now, w h a t in t h u nde r is be done, o l d fellow?" T he words were spoken by a you n g m a n w ho was ending ove r a fallen horse in the b u shes n ear a narrow o adway, and the remark was occasio ned by the clatter f hoofs that was growin g r apidly lo u der. The next seco n d a revolve r cracked sharply, a nd the orse that had just fallen and broken its leg was out of t s misery. Then N orrnan Taylor. a Pinkerton detective, who was the country on the track of J e sse James, disap ared beh i nd the bushes. As he did so; a party or twelve horsemen ca m e gallop g from the direction of the nearest village, a m i ning e ttlement of three hundred i nhabit a n ts, whi c h b'ore the a me of Gold City. Arriving \Yithin twenty fee t of t h e d e t ective's hidi n g l ace. they puiled up sh a rply and then rapidl y hid both t h e m selv e s and their ho1"ses in the bushes on tJhe oppos ite side of the road. "Well, I'll be hanged I had no idea of setting the style!" muttered Taylo r . "Now, what in rhundei is the meaning of all thi"" T h e r e's something in the w ind!" He parted the bushes so t hat a good view of the road way was afforded him, then his hand fell to his waist, and he made a startling discove ry. When his hor s e pitched forward he had taken a into a ditch, and, no doubt, his cartridge belt had snapped, for the a r ticle, wHh one pistol, was no w missing. The revolver in his possession was all that remained for his protection. He had been riding with it in his hand and now he was chag:ined to see that every chamber was empty. His last 1bullet ha
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2 THE JESSE Jl\MES S T O RBES. pla.y any actlv e roles i n the traged' ies of the Rocky :Mlounta i ns. Pie h a d not lo n g to w a it, for in less than five minutes after the last ma n was hidden, a group of six mounted I ndia n s appea-red upo n the c r est of the steep hill, and m a de their way slowly down i n the direcfron of the vil l age. Then another figure das hed o ver the brow of the hill. It was a beautiful girl of seventeen, mounted on a spirite d i broncho. As the young girl passed the redskins she looked back over her shoulder and smiled "Come on, Lone vVolf Come Star Eye!" she called back, gayly. "Why do you l ook so erce? No one will 'harm me! It i s a pity if Unitah cannot visit the village store once in a twelvemonth! They do not dare to touch me!" The words were hardly out of her mouth befo r e a shrill whistle so unded. Instantly the posse of men sprang from behind the rocks and bushe s and, with cocked revolvers in their hands, surrounded the girl and the redskins. "Throw up your hands!" roared a bull-like voice. The detective recognized it as belonging to Peter Ban ning, the siheriff of the county. Banning was heading off the little band, and was flo urishing two revolvers. As quick as a flash, the young girl rose in her saddle, and raised one hand with an imperious gesture, "Stop! Hold your fire!" she cried. "How dare you hinder our passage into the village, Mr. Banning?" The Indians had grouped themselves around the pony instantly, and now wai"ted sullenly for tthe official's an swer. "I ain't tryin' ter stop yer, Unitah !" said the man promptly. '"On the r contrary, me an' my men hev come ter see yer safe ter yer destination All we want is thet yer send back ther redskins." "V!hy s h o uld I do that? They are my friends and acting as my escort. They will not do any harm in the village, sheriff!" "See here, unitah: it."s our duty ter detain you now \\e've got ter, a11' them chaps is likely ter hinder us from
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THE JESSE Jf\MES STORIES. 3 in g by the Indians, \\?hose steeds had scattered in all direotions. As she rose to her feet, her eyes flashed angrily. "You shall suffer for this. Sheriff Banning!'' she' cried. "Your men have killed four of m:> loya l friend If it takes me all my life, I will avenge them!" Jesse James kept a bead on the sheri ff, as he called out to the two uninjured Indians: "The sheriffs horse is behind yonder boulder Star Eye! ::VIount it and take Unitah back to the encampment! I will keep these fellows, so they cannot follow you!'' "Thank you, Jesse James! Yon have saved my lib t erty !'' cried l'11itah, earnestl y "J will return the favor some day! In time Qf trouble, depend upon U nitah !'' The great outlaw raised hi s slouch hat and made a .graceful bow. then he kissed bis fingers to the girl, withr out taking hus eyes from the she:-iff. Star Eye had found the sheriff's horse. and another beside, and in a minute the two Indians were in the sad-s dies. 1 Jesse James backed r. he was close to toStar Eye, and said a few words to him in his nativ e I language. fnd. The Indian's beady eyes gleamed, and he grunted j ap-lkno" ingly. r o\ Fi e minutes later Star Ere was galloping back over thcl:he hills, with the girl beside him. pur "Kmv, you old coyote. get back to your nursery!" ried Jesse James to the she riff tauntingly. "It's lucky r hei .ve came in time to spoil your fnn So yo u would send nitah b:ick to Pine Ridge, would you?" "It's w"har he belongs, J esse James!" "I'm not so sure! There's n ot a man, woman or child 1ho can claim relatjonsh ip to her, and foe county only bot ;ants 1her to be its 'Servant!" "There's five hundred d olla rs reward for her return, an st ther same!" int "vVhich yo u will never get! Now, just drop that eapon, will you, <1nd then lead your posse back! I wiik.nt to be going!" hanlThe s heriff dropped his pistol in the road. He did not dream of disobe ying. atte If he had ventured to refuse, a bullet from Jesse [ angem es' unerring hand would have crushed through bis J doub.111 in about a second for 111'Now march. and don't one of you lo ok behind!" tred !!he outlaw. ''I'll \vai 1 t till Y0tive turned .the bend :'s siz 1the road, and it's death to the that looks over his stols >ulcler !" his y the ro:.td sicle. As the posse saw it, the _,. took to thei r heels. and rJic! not stop running until the b an d o i excited vil1agc s came up to them. I3y that time the robb ers had j oi11ed Jesse J::.;nes and ilhe \\'hole group of banc!it;;. accomn:i.nied by riw IncLa'ls that remained. were clattering up the hillside. As they disappeared, the detective. whose horse had fallen under h ;rn, and who had watched the whole pro ceedings fro:11 the bushes, sprang out. A frightened mustang was flonnckring in a t hi near by, and he had oniy to lead him into the ro:.icl <.nd pick t1p the sheriffs pistol. Then, snatching a blanket from one oi the cle:id Indians. he l'aulted to the saddle. wrapping the bla:; kel arcnnd his heac;l and body as he fairly bounded :.ifter fre outlaws. Taylor"s face was as bro\\'n as a berry fro:11 and. as his bree::hes were not tmiik e the Indians'. he w o uld pa s a;; a redskin 1\'ith an c ascia l obsc: 1 e r. :.\1o reoYcr, he was familiar with Indian and n;c:n-

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4 THE JESSE JAMES STO RIES. ners, and could talk the language of the Utes as well as a m,tive. Bending low o ver the broncho s neck, he galloped on, feeling convinced that he could deceive the outlaws, wtho ere apparently upon amicable terms with the Indians, <>ince two of them were now riding with the bandits. "They'll think I'm one of those dead bucks come to life, h e c huckled, as he urged on his steed. "Or, per haps, they'll think I'm an odd redskin that got lost in the sh uffie." A little spurt brought him in sight of the outlaws, who were riding hard, in order to keep Gut of range of whoever be following. Taylor did some rapid thinking as he suited his pace to theirs, and took an occasional ba:ckwa:rd glance over his shoulder. The pursuing band had halted long enough to pe him a start, and he was less conc erned about them uhan abE>ut those whom he was pursuing. Here was the very man he was after in plain sight of him at this minute, but t'he odds were decidedly in the outlaw's favor. "If Higgins and Philips were only here now," he mut tered. "It's just our luck to strike the trail within twenty-four hours after we divided forces." He referred to two other detectiv 1 es, who were his partners in the abase, but who had taken a different route, in the 1hope of heading off the bandit. The outlaws were almost out of sight now, so he in cneased his speed, and, as he rounded a turn, he almost rode in
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THE JESSE JJ\MES STO R IES. i ) Arriving at the foot of a high bluff, t he two outlaws scaled it. They were sheltered by clumps of bus h es from being seen, and the country stretched out before them in all its grandeur. The detective's horse had given out a mile behind, so that, for the time, at least, they we r e monarchs of the situation. Below them, not five mile s dista n t, down the mottntain side, was the Pine Ridge settlement. a n tJhe outlaw brqthe r s th r ew themselve.s upon the ground, tlie conversation turned in that direction. It was to be the scene of the bandit king's next ven ture, and, as they discussed their plans, they drew a motl e y array of false beards, masks, etc., from their capacious pocket:;, and proceeded to make sundry cha n ges in their toilets. 1 1 r th\ lo he ,te bu t ; m mi ys us<\_ CHAPTER II. A T.\LK THE OCTL/\ ws. "How much is there in the Pine Ridge bank, Frank?" "A paltry three thousand dollars "vVho does it belong to?" ''The miners. The hank has four hundred depos i tors." "Bah! I can't ste al fr o m beggars! How much is in the Tugget Company's store?" ... .'.\h bet ler picking! Carson, the manager of lhe co i1pany has just re ceive d ben th(Htsand dollars in gold. It's to go toward the new shaft ant. \V e 'll ha,e a inok at Carson's strong box to-night! Do you kno\\ where he keeps it?" "Yes in his s hanty. The place i s a perfect arsenal. sll He's been expecting a fr o m us ever since he came e al ed, here!'' The t1rn outla\\s laughed softly. e have good men just now for the job Jess!" Tihe outlaw scow led. -d l "They'll do! Bike By son is all right. and so is Ha wk. 'ea T hey're a nervy l ot take 'em all but they're not as good a gang as 1 had when I cleaned out this fellow Y \\Carson s predecessor. v\i e made eight thousand in coined eath gold and another five in nuggets.'' o d 1 "And old Ferguson. t h e president of the company, nearly had apoplexy over it! He bou n ced Peters the day and hi-red this fellow!'' and !::he pe o ple at the sett l ement haven't for, ed it!" ted \Vhile this conversation was going on, Jesse had disg uised himself as a typical ranchman, and Frank had assumed ihe appearance of a tenderfoot cow punch e r from A r izona. "\iVel l we must be moving, Jess." said Frank, prepa ring IJo m ount. "I told Hawk and One-Eyed Bill to meet u s at Mike's cabin at noon. \Ve'll need them both in the deal to night." "Yes. Now, remember, Frank, they arc to make away with the : stuff 1v-hile you and I engage Carson and the p re sid e nt, fur, of co u rse, we'll find old Ferguson sitting on :th e money!" "He'll watch in vain to-night! Tim Pyke, Carson's right-l1and man, will be waiting with two horses in the shadow of the courthouse. They can transfer part of the stuff to fom and he 'll take it to the clt1gou t i n Roaring Canon." "How about Mike, down at the cabin?" suddenly asked Frank. ''Is he to be depended on? The fellow has been acting queerly lately.'' Jesse shook his head, and a scowl crossed bis brnw. :Mike's dri1Tking too heavy or something. The fel low has changehe express on the Missouri Pacific. I guess I gave him a little tDo much money." ' A11d now he thinks you can't do without him." ''If I was sure he thought that, I'd find a way to de ceive him !" The outlaw's jaw set like stone as h e spoke He had a way of taking the conceit out of his men when he thought t'hey needed it. His usual method was by putting a bullet through them. Frank James drew his br.oacl-brimmed hat clown further over his eyes, and took a last l oo k at the &ettlement below them From where they were standing, they could see it distin ct ly Inistead of seeking the broad path that led down the mountain to the si;:ttlemen>t. the two now mounted their horses and struck into a narrmv trail that took them deeper and deeper into the heart of the mountains. The p,lace they were headi n g fo r was know n as "Mike' s cabin.'' vVho and what : Mike was will soon b e discovered. They 1had been ri ding perhaps twenty minutes, when Jess &uddenly exclaimed: '"HeHo Here's Mike now! What the deuce h as hap pened?" Both men p uHecl i n t h eir horses just as a curious figure leaped into t h e path ahead of them. It was a man of fonty, of gigantic stature, but with a very small h ead, and eyes that re se mbled a ferret's. He had been a horse thief before the James boys fm1ncl hin :

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6 THE JES S E J J\M E S STORI ES. After that, he joined in a dozen of all sor.ts, and, upon one occasion, Jess had given him rather more than his s hare of the "divvy." Then, as Mike had a bad w.ound in his foot, h e a l lowed him to live quietly in :his cabin, giving him the sole charge of a rope bridge ov er a dangerous chasm a short dis.tance from the cabin. This spot afterward became a rendezvous for the gang. They met here to plot their villainies itnd divide their pl under. Now, as the fellow landed directly before them, he held They're sakin' skins, .fhey tell me, an' b'ars, .an' ther loikes av sich crayturs." "Have they horses?" "Nar y the sign av ther same." "T1hey may not be detectives, Jess!" said Frank. "'flh eY, would never .think of looking for you there." "Detectives or not, I'll have a look at rhem !" roared t'he outlaw, as he star. ted forward. "Hang your obstinacy! You are worse than a government mule, Jes s It may only hinder our carrying out the robbery," he urged. up one finger warningly. "Bah! It \vill do nothing of the sort! We'll go on to Fleetwind. Jesse wonderful horse, snorited with the cabin and take a look at the rascals. Give me your fear as he approached. \ rifle, Mike! lt will look more as if I was hunting! If Tlie outlaw drew him down to his haunches. yiou need a weapon, you can use your pistol!" At t'he same time, he bent his head to listen. He motioned Mike out of .rhis path af.ter securing the "Shure, they do be afrher ye. Jess," said Mike, in a: rifle. voice. "Ther be two on em now, Pinkerton men, Then Mike received his orders from the bandit. ye kin ga!l11ble, an' waitin' fer ther loikes a.v ye in tiher He was to lurk in the bushes that bordered the path, cabin, bad luck to 'em!" and allow no one to pass except Hawk and One Eye. "\Vha.t the deuce do you mean!" He disappeared at once, and the two brothers rode on. "It's ther truth I'm tellin' yez Blasht ther hoides "That will prevent a sheriffs posse from surprising They tuk me nawares as I wor cl'anin' me shanty, an' us," remarked Jess. me not shure enough av ther identitias to fade the m wild-Then he glanced back at the bush behind which Mike cats wibh 'em!" ; was hidden. Jes'Se James glared a1: the man. 'l'I "There's treachery there! I feel it!" In an 1nsit.ant the bandit king had grown suspicious. li "But Mike knows you too well for that! He knows "How did rhey get ithere, you Irish hound?" he roared what it means!" "Who dropped the bridge over the gorge? Neither man Jesse muttered a curse, then rode forward in silence. nor .beast could come that way if you did not help them! A momernt later they were out.of sight of the Irishman. :) Own up, you whelp! You have turned traitor to your When the foliage had hidden them completely, somecaptain !" thing strange occurred. The outlaw's face grew purple as he spoke. Mike crept out into rhe path and shook his fi'St after He had allowed his frightful rtemper to blaze out in a them. second. "Ther d1vil take ye, Jesse James! Shure, it's ther The Irishman cros sed himself devoutly. loikes av Mike Mulligan thet'll secure thei: reward of"May me sCl'l.rl J.ie "in purga:tory if I r ifted 1lher finger av fered f.er ye! Thin I'll be the captain av ther gang meme to help ther sphalpeenrs !" self, if yer plaze, an' bad cess to thim as denies me Jess turned in his saddle and looked in all directions author-r-ity !" The re was nothing unusual to be seen upon the moun itai ns. He and his brother had been overlooking the path to the settlement for an hour. If two men had arrived at t'he cabin, they had come from the interior of the mountains arid over a chasm itihat was deemed impassable. h was hardly poS
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s n e-ter fe me : lai cap e th rd t be for of t :S. THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 7 Jesse JS over \1 ith the toe of his boot. "How'd yer cross the; gorge?" he asked. iDdifferently. ''Jumped it. H : :rn'd ye spose ?" 1yas the a11s1Yer. The outla\\' turned and stared. 'Then Yer must be ther champion long-distance jumpers of he said, coolly. "\,\i.hy, thet thar piece of horsefl esh of min e kin beat er kangaroo at jumpin', and I wouldn't wan t ter risk her n eck or my own at thet lhar gorge, ) oung feller The hun1ter stared ba-:k. coolly. There \\ as a grin o n his face. "Th et thar horse coulcln 't rig er springboard a s we did, stranger! 'Tain't nothin' of er leap if yer knO\Y how ter clo it.'' Jesse James half c!o&ed his eyes, and a dangerous light out from between his lid s "Yer kin he.v ther medal, h e said, "Yer not on l y ther champion jumper, but ther champion liar. Thar s nuthin' I lik e so much as er good yarn, stranger, an' thet one of yo1 1rn is sarti11'1y e r corker!'' The hunter smiled and went on rubbing hi s gun. He did not exactly know how to take the accusa,tion. J essc Jam es leaned against his horse and watched them cu riously. The great outlaw was doing some rapid thinking-. ''\ .\!'here is thet thar Iri hman ? .. said the other hunter, suddenly. "Ther feller we n t ter fetch e r bundle of fagots. an it looks as if he'd skun out fer so me r eason or tother." "D"ye mean thet .tha r 11easel-ey'ed hipperpota.mus. with ther red sh ir t an' buckskins?" asked Frank Jarne .. as he s lid clown from his saddle. "If yer do. I kin tell yer rig-ht hyar he won't b e back fer some time \V e skeercd thcr wits out er th er coward, an h e's sncakin' red-hot fer thcr settlement. I reckon n ow he thort \Ye 1n1z b::tndits er somethin .. The two hunters l ooked up again. They appeared t ) be a little frightened. "Great snakes! Yer don't say!" said one o f the111, stuUeriilg. ''vVhy, I 1nmlcl er sec! yer wuz er harmless cow puncher from tlher foothills yender." "An' w 'har in ther catergory of mankind \Y0ulcl Yer place me, stranger?" asked Jesse Jam es. grimly. He wanted to test the hunter's shrewdness. The fellow fini s hed l oading his rifle, and rai se d it as he spoke. ''Bein' as 110 1y ye ask me. I'd say ycr w uz fro:11 Arizony." he said. quickly "an', by ther l ooks o' thet thar bi.t of horsefle sh yonder, I'd say yer knew er thing er tw o erbout stock-raisin'." The bandit king laughed. This was just wha t he wanted. He was safe so long as he was mistaken for a ranchm a n fr o m Arizona. It w a s the hunter' s turn to ask a question, but before he did so he tossed a chip into the air and split it 1Yi.th a bullet from his rifle. .\s t\\'O pieces were falling, he jerked a revolver frc m his belt. two pieces fell to t h e grou1id shivered in to atoms. J esse James looked o n criti cally at t hi s bit of marks manship. VI/ hen it was oveT, h e patitecl his horse's neck soothing!_\". "J reckon. no\\', you air purty smart at guessin' yerse!f, stranger.'' said the marksman, indifferently. "It mou t be agreeable ter th er rest ter hear yer opinyun of us fellers ... Jesse took a chew of tobacco, while he leisurel y s i zed up his men. Then he la id one hand on the revolver tha.t stu ck ou.t of 'his pocke .t. "Yer compliments air ondesarved, stranger," he begu n. "I ain't see n ernuff freaks tcr b e able ter name all 0:1 'em. but jest as er rough guess, I'd say, now, yer wuz Pinkerton an' yer errand hyar is ter rid th:::: H.ockies of ther prince of clc,;ncradocs. The re \\'as a twinkle in h is eye as .:1c spoke t he wonk

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8 JESSE. 6i\MES STORIES. If a 'bomb had fallen in front of t'hem the two hunters would hardly have looked more astonished Then one of them reoovered himself and burst into a loud laugh In sp ite of 1tlhe clever acting, Jesse James had g uessed the itrutlh. That one second of dismay h a d proven to his keen mind that the 'Lwo hunters were detC'ctive s At !'hat moment tw o m o re figures appeared in the clearing. Jesse James smiled grimly to himself as he thoughit of the trap the deteotives were in. Vv'hetiher they knew him or not would not make any difference. He ha d only to make a sig11al, and the two sleuths would be riddled with bullets. But that w as not always his way of doing business. He was like a cat playing Wlith a mouse in his tneatment of det ecti ves. Of couroe. tl:e se two men were after the reward of ten tl :ou sand dollars which had been offe red for his capture. From t\YO to a dozen of them were on h is track all the time. 'fhe outlaw turned to the newcomers with an insolent stare. lk did not betray the fact that he knew them. "Hello! \ Vho ther devil h e you? 'Pea r s like we're goin ter hev er biz'ness meetin' of some sort!" he said, co o lly,
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THE JESSE JAMES 5TORiES. 9 \\'hat they knew was that they were in the presence of four desperate men, who would shoot them down like dogs if they but suspected their errand. Jesse James moved a little, so as to be at a from his horse. It was the final act that showed the detectives that trouble was coming. The tw o brave feilo\\'s still held their rifles in one hand. It would take but the fraction of a second to raise them to their shoulder s In th e meantim e they could pull a pistol with the other hand. lt was a trick that could not be outdone by any sharp-shooter in the Rockies. A moment's silence had fallen upon the little group. One Eye moved toward the door. The detective planted himself carelessly before it. A flush of anger mounted to the brow of Jesse James. This movement o n the part of the detective precipitated the battle. Jesse jerked two pistols from his belt, discharging them both at the n earest detective. At the same time he yelled to th e others : "Charge! At 'cm boys! Riddle the sneaking rascals!" A volley of shots followed. There was not a breath of intermission. A second later the sce ne in front of the cottage had changed like ma gic. The detec t ive who ha d guarded the door lay dead acro ss the sill. One Eye was breathing his last. :-Iawk was ,sroaning i:-: agony. Frank James had a bullet hole in liis wrist, from which the blood was oozi ng. Ignoring this, h e bent ove r Jesse, who was lying, face down, upon the ground. The detective who had taken the drink ass ist ed him as he attempted to raise his brother. There was a brief examination; then the two men stared at each other. "Jess ha s had a close call. But how in thunder did it happen ? That bullet struck him in the back, and you were twenty feet in front of him," said Frank, quickly. The detective jnmpccl. "Is he J t"SSe J arne:.; :"' Sure! 'kho the devil did you think he was?" CHAPTER IV. THE ESCAPE. The detective did not stay to answer his question. Jesse James was leaning heavily upon his brother as the detective sprang out to the nearest horse and dashed out of the clearing. A bullet from Frank's revolver followed him, but it did no damage. Five minutes later he was galloping down the moun tain s ide on a mad race to the Pine settlement. He was headed straight for the sheriff's office. Frank James had his hands full for the first ten min utes after the battle. In that time J esse had revived enough to hear the ac count of his injuries. "The detectives' bullets n eve r touched you, Jess. You got a plunk in the back that knocked you over. The bul' let struck your belt and glanced off to the right. It's ploughed a furrow across your side, but it don't amount to anything." "Where is he? where is the cursed detective?" roared Jesse ..Gone! And took my horse with, him, han g him!" gro\vle d Frank. Hawk was crawling to his feet, so, as soon as Je:;se's wound was bandaged, Frank gave him some attent ion. He stanched the flow of blood from his own wound b)'. tying a handkerchief around it. Jesse raged like a mad bull. His curses were all di;ected toward his hidden antagonist. 1t was plain tha t an enemy had been lurking in the bu shes, and imm ediately the outlaw became suspicious of the owner of the cabin. He was th a t had fired that coward's shot. Jesse grew purple in the face with rage, and his fingers :tched to get hold of the fellow. Hawk was able to 'Naik in a little while, and Jesse James was ready with his orders as soon as their wounds V.'('re all attended to. .. Drag the bodies inside of the cabin and IE'ave them,'' he said. savagely; "then get after Mike, curse him! fill his hide with bnllets and feed him to the woives !" '"The fellow tried to kill yo u, Jess! The traitor! An inch higher wouid have done it, too!" Hawk looked around behind the most conspicuous hiding places. "'He's probably half a mile from here by this time," said Frank. "He's a regular jack rabbit at jumping through bushes." We'll finrl him before 1 sleep! r0ared Jess(' James "B": C()IU: Gi1 \\' e must get T) the g;irg..: detec t in:: c;1r 1\ill set a pos'e afte r us! Y.-en be safe o:;l:;

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10 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. when \\'e 'v e crossed the gorge and th e bridge is up be hind u s!'" I-le sprang on his horse as s t e adily as though he was not injured, although the w ound in his back was paining h i111 se 1 e;-ely. l [a\'!-: crept into the bushes on one side of the trail and Frank o n the other. Then began the journey to the hidden bridge. Once acro ss this frail structure, they feared no posse in creation question was, h o\\' to get the horse over it. 1 incl \\'as a magnificent jumpe r, but he gorge was beyond her utmos t ability. \Ve'll have to hide her somewhere and take chances," thought Jesse as he pondered the situation. A bullet whizzing by his ear cut short his r eflect ions. "They're after Run for it!" he cried, softly, with
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