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The Plunderer   By: (1869-1942)

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THE PLUNDERER

[Illustration: He leaned over her saddle, to where, as before something sacred, he stood with parted lips, and upturned face, bareheaded, in adoration. The Plunderer]

THE PLUNDERER

By ROY NORTON

With Frontispiece in Colors

By DOUGLAS DUER

A. L. BURT COMPANY

Publishers New York

Copyright, 1912, by W. J. WATT & COMPANY

TO

REX BEACH

WITH ALL THE AFFECTION THAT ONE GIVES TO A PARTNER WITH WHOM HE HAS TRAILED, AND MINED, AND ADVENTURED FOR MANY YEARS, AND NEVER FOUND WANTING WHEN BACKS WERE AGAINST THE WALL

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE I. Bully Presby 9 II. The Croix d'Or 22 III. An Ugly Watchman 36 IV. The Black Death 51 V. The Aged Engineer 71 VI. My Lady of the Horse 97 VII. The Woman Unafraid 114 VIII. The Inconsistent Bully 129 IX. Where a Girl Advises 151 X. Trouble Stalks Abroad 167 XI. Bells' Valiant Fight 182 XII. A Disastrous Blow 195 XIII. The Dynamiter 208 XIV. "Though Love Say Nay" 225 XV. "Mr. Sloan Speaks" 240 XVI. Benefits Returned 258 XVII. When Reason Swings 271 XVIII. The Bully Meets His Master 288 XIX. The Quest Supreme 303

THE PLUNDERER

CHAPTER I

BULLY PRESBY

Plainly the rambling log structure was a road house and the stopping place for a mountain stage. It had the watering trough in front, the bundle of iron pails cluttered around the rusted iron pump, and the trampled muddy hollow created by many tired hoofs striking vigorously to drive away the flies. It was in a tiny flat beside the road, and mountains were everywhere; hard cut, relentless giants, whose stern faces portrayed a perpetual constancy. At the trough two burros, with their packs deftly lashed, thrust soft gray muzzles deep into the water, and held rigid their long gray ears, casting now and then a wise look at the young man in worn mining clothes who stood patiently beside them.

Another man, almost a giant in size, but with a litheness of movement that told of marvelous physical strength, emerged from the door of the road house, and the babel of sound that had been stilled when he entered, but a few minutes before, rose again. He crossed to the well, and smiled from half humorous eyes at the younger man standing beside the animals, and said: "Bumped into a hornet's nest. Butted into an indignation meetin'. A Blackfoot war powwow when the trader had furnished free booze would have been a peace party put up against it."

The younger man, who had turned to pump more water, following the polite mountain custom of replenishing for what you have used, stopped with a hand on the handle, and looked at him inquiringly.

"It seems it's a bunch of fellers that's been workin' some placer ground off back here somewheres" and he waved a tanned hand indefinitely in a wide arc "and some man got the double hitch on 'em with the law, provin' that the ground was his'n, and the sheriff run 'em off! Now they're sore. But it seems they cain't help 'emselves, so they're movin' over to some other place across the divide."

"But what has that to do with us?"

"Nothin', except that it took me five minutes to get the barkeep' to tell me about the road. He says we've come all right this far, and this is the place where we hit the trail over the hills... Continue reading book >>




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