Frank Merriwell in Mexico: The Search for the Silver Palace — page 30: what you’re looking at

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bandits. They will be here soon. If you 's shore is his spook !?? ~ And then, as suddenly as, he had ap-|said Frank. _ down into the dark sness below. a | : FRANK MERRIWELL IN MEXICO. been declared aead 3 in the adobe hut near| The Westerner and the professor came Mendoza. | creeping to his side. “Tt is a resemblance—it must be a re- ‘What is it??? asked Bushnell. semblance!’ muttered Frank. *“Look, ” directed Frank. What do | Once more the man above uttered aj you make of it?” a warning : Peering down into the dark depths of “. | “Vou were trailed by a spy,’’ he de- _ Clared. ‘‘The spy saw. you camp here, and he has gone to bring ‘Pacheco and the silently. past, men and horses, as they were able to make out. T: ‘They must be the bandits !”’ escape, you must. move without further “But look!’ came cautiously from - delay | Frank’s lips; ‘‘they are riding swiftly, yet the feet of their horses make no sound !”? ‘That's right!’ gasped Scotch. ‘‘Great Jupiter can they be more ghosts ?”’ cen + Mysteries are promuiag each other, “Tt not only looks like my pard,’’ said _. Bushnell, hoarsely, “but it has ther voice . of my pard! Ef J ack Burk is dead, thet peared, the man above vanished from| Bushnell was silent, but he was watch- _ View. ing and listening. the gorge, they saw black figures flitting © ‘““Horsemen!’? breathed the professor. “Gone!” gasped Professor Scoteh, wip- ‘Like a band ‘of black phantoms, the: Ing the cold perspiration from his face. ‘‘I| silent horsemen rode along the ravine and never took stock in ghosts before, but!disappeared. Frank could hear the pro- now——?? fessor’s teeth chattering as if the man had “Remember his warning,” cut inja chill. Frank. ‘‘We had better heed it.’ - | “This bub-bub-beats my tut-tut-tut- ‘Dot vos righd,’’? nodded Hans. ~ |time! confessed Scotch. ‘I rather think “Ves, thet’s right,’? agreed Bushnell. | we'd better turn back. and let the: Silver -. (Well git ont of. hyar ina howlin’ hurry. Palace alone.’? | nt EEE. Jack Burk is dead, then thet wuz his) , ‘Rot!’ growled Bushnell. “Them ‘spook come to warn his old pard.??. lvarmints wuz Pacheco’s gang, an’ they | There was saddling and packing in hot | hed the feet of their critters m filed, thet’s 4 haste, and the little party was soon moy-iall. Don’t git leery fer thet. All ther -. ing along the ravine, | . | same, ef Jack Burk or his spook hedn’t ‘Bor at least thirty minutes they hast- | warned us, them onery skunks w’u’d hed os ened onward, and then the Westerner | lus ina consarned bad trap.”? ~~ found a place ‘where the horses could climb | This was the truth, as they all knew, _. the sloping wall of the ravine and get out | and they were decidedly thankful to the of the gorge. It was no easy task to make |my sterious individual who had warned '. the animals struggle to the top, but Bush- ‘them. .. mell succeeded in forcing them all up. | Bushnell now resorted to.the trick of *. When the party was out of the ravine |covering the trail,’ in order to do which ee every one breathed with greater freedom. jit was necessary to ‘muffle the feet of their - (There,’? said Frank, ““T do not feel as | horses and lead them over rocky ground, > if-we might be caught like rats in atrap.’’ ‘where their bandaged hoofs could make 7 ‘Frank | was the last to move from the’ ‘no mark. At length he came to a stream, | ravine, and, just as he was about to do so, land he led the way into the water, follow- . he seemed to catch a glimpse of some-| ing the course of the stream, and having - thing moving silently inthe darkness. _ the others trail along in single file directly “Frist!” came the warning from his’ | ‘behind him. _ lips. ‘Come here, Bushnell—professor. | When they halted again Bushnell as- _ Hans, stay with the horses. Be cautious, ‘sured them that there was little danger — ~ and come tively.” ‘that the bandits would be able to follow . He dung himself on his face in the|them closely, and they rested without shadow of a great bowlder,. and peered | motestation till morning. | At daybreak the Westerner was astir, €O NAUUCLo OO SS (CO)