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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 189 “Wait!” cried Jim. “I thought I saw a note, at — least a piece of paper lying on top of the rubbish. Let us see what it contains.” This hé immediately secured, and unfolding it, he — read the words: | ‘‘John Belton presents his compliments with the contents of this box, and hopes the band will be as uniformly successful in the future as they have been in this instance.”’ Then from each pair of lips came a choice selec- tion of oaths, such as terrified Myra, who had just arisen; even Miranda paused, though it must be con- fessed, half in admiration, at the torrent of profan- ity that overfiowed the cabin. “That explains it,” said Bill, in a sudden lull. “Oh, that man’s the devil!’’. “We'll never regain our self respect until we wipe him out,’ remarked Jesse grimly. ““T’d like, for my own information, to know how many times he has to be wiped out before he finally turns up his toes,’’ put in Cole Younger. “So much the greater reason why we should at- tend to the matter now in hand,’’ said Bob, who had in a manner regained his composure. ‘‘Belton may bide his time, for he is behind us; Northfield is in our front.’’ . | “True,’’ was Bill’s observation. ‘‘We must make a clean sweep of the bank to-day in order to com- pensate us for the loss of last night.’’ After a lengthy consultation it was decided that the owner of the cabin, Jake Sims, should take charge of Myra and detain her as a prisoner. Should they be successful in their descent upon’ the bank, they would return and take her away with them, unless they should be too closely pursued, and in case they did not come back in a reasonable length of time, he was to take her away in the night and leave her where she could find her way home. — Being thus misled as to the position of his house, she could not well lodge any complaint against him, and he would thus escape the charge of complicity - or be free even from suspicion. | “Tf that man Belton comes along,’’ said Jesse, in Gomicbooks