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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 1765 which had fallen from the walls and ceiling, he de- liberately filled it to the top. | Taking a pencil and scrap of paper from his pocket he hurriedly scribbled a few words in the darkness, and placing this note on the rubbish, he fastened down the lid. In his search for the rubbish he ran across an old satchel, which he found in fair condition, and in this he placed the gold and some of the bills. | With the greatest of caution he now retraced his steps, and soon found himself outside. An old barrel, almost ready to fall to pieces, stood by the side of the house; in this he placed the satchel, and continued on his way, circling about — the house so as to intercept the police before they should come too near the building; but in this im-_ portant move he was too late. He had not proceeded ten paces when he heard a shot delivered by the guard, who had evidently dis- covered the approach of some intruder. , The next moment the echoes were startled by the ringing cry: . ‘To arms, comrades! ‘The police are coming’? CHAPTER XXX, . BOB YOUNGER’S ESCAPR. It took but a few minutes for Belton to reach his men. “Hold !’ he cried. ‘‘Why were you not more care- ful in approaching ?’’ . “We thought we were careful,’’ growled Jones, ‘but these fellows seem to see through the deep- . est night. I was certain we made no noise, but they either saw or heard us.’’ - “The next thing, since they have taken alarm,is — to prevent their escape. If we can but surround the — building, we may hold them until morning, when — we will have a better chance to capture them.’’ Hastily selecting four men, Belton led them around the building in order to guard the entrance to the stable, while the remaining men he left in eT papece ae | €omicbooks.co ee al _ Ra cays C. * 7a . 3