BY
PERCY K. FITZHUGH
Author of
“TOM SLADE, BOY SCOUT OF THE MOVING PICTURES,”
“TOM SLADE AT TEMPLE CAMP” ETC.
ILLUSTRATED BY
WALTER S. ROGERS
PUBLISHED WITH THE APPROVAL OF
THE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS :: NEW YORK
Made in the United States of America
Copyright, 1917, by
GROSSET & DUNLAP
“But suppose they shouldn’t come.”
“Son, when I wuz out in Colorady, in aplace we called Devil’s Pass, I gut a grizzlybacked up agin’ a ledge one day ’n’ heving onyone bullet ’twas a case uv me or him, as yermight say. My pardner, Simon Gurthy,who likewise didn’t hev no bullets, ’count uvbein’ stripped b’ the Injins, he says, ‘S’posin’ye don’t fetch him.’ ’N’ I says, ‘S’posin’ Ido.’”
Jeb Rushmore, with methodical accuracy,spat at a sapling near by.
“And did you?” asked his listener.
Jeb spat again with leisurely deliberation.“’N’ I did,” said he.
“You always hit, don’t you, Jeb?”
“Purty near.”
The boy edged along the log on which theywere sitting and looked up admiringly intothe wrinkled, weatherbeaten face. A smilewhich did not altogether penetrate throughthe drooping gray mustache was visibleenough in the twink