In Barracks and Wigwam — page 102: what you’re looking at

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92 How Gray Fox Resented a Blow. | you to surrender. You know what will be the conse- quences if you dare to fire on me or my men, Jack Hark- ness i The name had slipped out unaware, for the captain ad no intention of admitting that he knew the desperado’s past title and record. But the mischief was done now without recall. A rush of hot blood turned Harkness’ face purple, and he gritted his teeth; a deadly fury shone from his bloodshot eyes, and there was also something of tear and terror in his glance. “That seals your fate!’ he cried, with a horrible oath. “If the game’s up for me, captain, it’s up for you, too. Here goes for your heart, and Jack Harkness never misses his aim.” With a diabolical grin on his face, the ruffian pointed one of the big revolvers at Captain Norman’s breast, pur- posely delaying to pull the trigger that he might enjoy his victim’s suspense a little longer. The crowd in the room were hushed and awe-stricken, and not a man in- terfered by word or deed. With trembling hands, Cor- poral Otis dived for his pistol, but it was caught on the buckle of his belt, which had shifted around to one side. With a howl of drunken rage the desperado pulled the trigger, but just at that fateful instant Linn sprang to his feet directly in front of the counter. With both hands he grabbed the maddened man by the ankles, and jerked’ on them with all his strength. Bang! went the big revolver in the air, and over and backward went Harkness, landing out of sight, and with a tremendous crash, behind the counter. Amid the cheers and shouts that greeted this daring act, a prudent desire to escape must have penetrated the ruffian’s stupefied — brain, for an instant later he rose to view at an-open door which led to a rear apartment from the corner of the bar. (Vega Dar’ i ie om + oS com cba 00 oks com Nae ee | reican Be, rt 4 ayy » : vie, .