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Here, too, are to be seen scores of Colt's patent revolvers, which, though furnished with but one tube, multiply the fatal bullets, as the naval cat-o'-nine-tails, with a cannibal cruelty, in one blow nine times multiplies a culprit's lashes; so that when a sailor is ordered one dozen lashes, the sentence should read one hundred and eight.

He wore leathern fringes on his shirt and breeches, and his sombrero was bedecked with much silver. His weapons were always in evidence; a pair of silver-mounted revolvers were the most noticeable among them. Because he called himself a scout some men used the term in speaking of him.

"And there are eleven of us here! We can set them on the run! Let's do it." "We have done almost as much on other occasions," said Clif, "but now we are armed with only our revolvers. They are five to one." "We have plenty of ammunition," spoke up the men, eagerly. "You know we took an extra supply."

Hill's best horses in readiness at midnight. One of the hostlers was to accompany us and when we reached Tambo, Thompson and I would take the train for Arequipa. I went to my room, packed my clothes, carefully loaded two revolvers and placed my trunk and other articles of value in the hands of my friends, with orders to send them to Arequipa after the sensation of my escape was over.

At nine-thirty our party, composed of twenty officers, all the mess waiters, and various other people mostly victims of robbery who silently attached themselves, and also some crack shots from the A.B.'s of the monitor, turned out somewhat noisily, all armed to the teeth with rifles, shot guns, blue flares, revolvers and clubs and dispersed into the surrounding gloom.

A long time seemed to have passed between sleeping and waking.... Throwing his blanket aside, he seized his revolvers. The night was filled with cries as if the camp had been attacked. But the disturbances was caused by the stampeding of the horses; three had broken their tethers and had gone away, after first tumbling into the reeds, over the hills, neighing frantically.

After the battle of the Little Bighorn, Sitting Bull would have probably won any popularity contest in northern Virginia without serious competition. On September 29, Mosby was back with his command; his wound had not been as serious as it might have been for the bullet had expended most of its force against the butt of one of the revolvers in his belt.

Eight of them there were, but they recoiled as a single man from the great Cossack. A single shot Ivan fired from his two revolvers and then they were empty. Quickly he reversed both weapons, and holding both by the barrels, he was among the enemy, striking right and left as fast as the eye could see. Down went a man on the left with a cracked skull.

At last they came so near that I saw that I must abandon my horse. So I jumped to the ground, and gave him a hard slap with the butt of one of my revolvers, which started him on down the valley, while I scrambled up the mountain side.

"Wonder who he is and what he wants here? He hasn't seen me though. Guess I'll wait and see what happens." The lad stretched out a hand carefully and drew toward him a camp stool upon which he had laid his clothes before going to bed. Without a sound he secured one of his revolvers and straightened to a sitting posture. "I'm ready for whatever happens," he told himself.