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Updated: September 1, 2025
The firing was now very fast, and, as long as the brilliancy of the night remained unobscured, much of it was deadly, but a great amount of smoke gathered, and, as it rose, it formed a cloud. The showers of bullets then decreased in volume and a comparative lull came. But the men of Slade and Skelly could yet be seen on the crests and slopes, and there was no indication that they would draw off.
I'd rather have to fight them here than have them attacking our innocent people at home. In the early part of the war Skelly called himself a Unionist, did he not?" "Yes, and he may do so yet, but names are nothing to him. He'd rob, and murder, too, with equal zest under either flag."
He continued to press savagely upon Skelly's throat, while the mountaineer rained blows upon his chest, blows that would have killed him had Skelly been able to get full purchase for his arms. He heard the heavy gasping breath of the man, and he saw the dark, hideous face close to his own.
But Sergeant Whitley held his cocked rifle in hand and he cast many backward glances. A great shout came from Skelly and his band when they saw the three take to flight, and the sergeant's face grew grimmer as the sound reached his ears. "Keep right in the middle of the road, boys," he said. "We can't afford to have our horses slip.
I tried to convince him that the pleasure had been all mine, and then inquired for Mrs. Titus and the Countess. "They're both here, but the good Lord only knows where. Mrs. Titus goes driving every morning. Roads are fine if you can stick to them. Aline said something last night about riding over to Fassifern this forenoon with Amberdale and young Skelly. Let's see, it's half-past ten.
A victory won by Skelly's men with Skelly dead was no victory at all to Skelly. The guerilla reined back his horse, and his men retreated with him. But the three knew well that it was no withdrawal. The mountaineers rode among some scrub that grew between the road and the cliff; and Whitley exclaimed to his two comrades: "Come boys, we must ride for it!
Travers replied with a sneer, which the mountaineer could not understand, except that it hurt. Skelly snatched out his pistol and fired wildly. Travers drew his and would have fired, although not so wildly, but friends seized him. Meanwhile, others overpowered Skelly and Travers is not excited at all, although he watches every movement of his enemy, while seeming to be indifferent."
The hunter had suddenly become the hunted. Filled with rage and venom he had expected an easy triumph, and, instead, he was now fighting for his life. Skelly struck again and again at the boy, but Harry, with instinctive wisdom, pressed his head close to the man's chin, and Skelly's blows at such short range lacked force behind them.
I think, too, that the bands there were two of them, one replying to the other belong to the Slade and Skelly outfit. Skelly has lived all his life in the mountains and Slade is learning 'em fast." "Then it behooves us to be watchful, and yet more watchful." "It does.
They were a wild-looking crew, mounted on tough mountain ponies, all of them carrying loot, and all armed heavily. The sergeant threw up his rifle, and with a steady hand aimed straight at Skelly's heart. "Halt!" he cried sharply, "and tell me who you are!" The whole crew seemed to reel back except Skelly, who, though stopping his horse, remained in the center of the road.
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