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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. —> 199 now avoiding this village, now that, creeping away unseen from this party, boldly attacking that, now advancing, now retreating, but with wonderful skill working their way slowly forward. ; Jim Younger was bleeding profusely from his wounds, and his life was almost despaired of, but they deserted him not, though his blood served as a ~ guiding trail to their pursuers. Hinally they arrived at the village of Shieldsville, and not knowing whether the people were prepared to resist or capture them, with their characteristic recklessness they dashed through the one street, shouting like demons and firing in every direction. They finally disappeared in the distance before the astonished inhabitants knew what had happened. — Onward they flew, urging their tired horses for- ward with such vehemence that at the end of a week — the poor animals became useless to them, and were cast aside. ity, Hunger p tee forced often to subsist upon the herbs of the eld. “This is awful, boys,’’ said Bob, “‘I can’t, for one, stand it any longer, so this farmhouse must serve as — a commissary department, even if we are killed in — the attempt to get a mouthful.”’ ‘‘Let’s avoid it,’’ said another, suspiciously ; ‘‘there may be armed people concealed about the place.”’ ‘‘Hadn’t we as well die in that way, then, if die we must? I’d rather be killed with a bullet than be consumed with this terrible gnawing at my vitals.” With the words he started forward in the lead of the others. ae | A woman was standing in the yard, and seemed somewhat alarmed at the approach of such a for- midable party. | | ‘““My good woman,” said Bob, politely, ‘‘wiJl you be so obliging as to sell us a chicken? I see-you can well spare one.’”’ In an instant thoughts of robbers entered the ressed upon them sorely, for they had> They were now on foot and in the direst extrem-