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Ralphson, G. Harvey (George Harvey), 1879-1940

"Boy Scouts in Mexico; or on Guard with Uncle Sam"

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"Don't get excited," laughed Nestor. "We're getting along pretty well.
We've found the mine, and we've taken three prisoners. If there was a
fourth man in the mixup that night, we'll soon know who he was and why
he was there."
"I wish I knew whether the munitions of war got across the border,"
Frank said, after a pause.
"The mountain has been remarkably quiet to-day," suggested Nestor.
"What does that mean?"
"Don't you think the men would be making a lot of noise if they had
arms in their hands?" Nestor asked.
"Perhaps they are making noise somewhere."
"They may make all the noise they want to, if they keep off Texas soil,"
replied Nestor.
"I have been talking with Stevens," Frank went on, "and he gives a doleful
account of the situation in New York. They left nearly two days after you
did, you remember. It is said that Cameron is not likely to recover, and
that he still, in a rambling way, talks of Fremont as the person who
assaulted him. That looks bad."
"It is fortunate that we got the boy out of New York," replied Nestor.
"Even the temporary captivity he is undergoing is better than the Tombs."
"I'm afraid he's on the way to the Tombs now," Frank said. "He surely
is unless we can do something immediately. The big rascal may come upon
a band of outlaws any minute that would be too strong for us to attack."
During this talk Jimmie had been searching for nuggets on the eastern
side of the chamber, finding a small one occasionally when the light
was turned toward him.


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