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"Get back out of sight!" he ordered, sharply, and with swift steps he reached the door and closed it "They're behind the bank out there by the corrals An' they're goin' to cran the ditch closer to us It looks bad They'll have grass an' brush to shoot frohty careful hoe peep out"

"Ahuh! All right," replied his father "You women keep the kids with you in that corner An' you all better lay down flat"

Blaisdell, Bill Isbel, and the old h cracks in the rough edges of the logs Jean took his post beside the s like a coht of a grasshopper could not escape his trained sight

"Look sharp now!" he called to the otheralmost to that bare spot on the bank I saw the tip of a riflea black hatbehind the bank"

Loud voices, and then thick clouds of yellow dust, cohest and brushiest line of the embankment, attested to the truth of Jean's observation, and also to a reckless disregard of danger

Suddenly Jean caught a glint of e of brush Instantly he was strung like a whipcord

Then a tall, hatless and coatless ht The sun shone on his fair, ruffled hair Daggs!

"Hey, you -- -- Isbels!" he bawled, in ht!"

Quick as lightning Jean threw up his rifle and fired He saw tufts of fair hair fly fros's head He saw the squirt of red blood Then quick shots fro body of the rustler But Jean kneith a terrible thrill that his bullet had killed Daggs before the other three struck Daggs fell forward, his ar over, the eht Hoarse shouts rose A cloud of yellow dust drifted away fros!" burst out Gaston Isbel "Jean, you knocked off the top of his haid I seen that when I was pullin' trigger Shore we over heah wasted our shots"

"God! he must have been crazy or drunk--to pop up there--an' brace us that way," said Blaisdell, breathing hard