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TOM AND HARRY VANISH.
"How d'ye like that, Rafe ?" queried Jeff Moore, as Jim Duff stepped back and viewed the young engineers with a diabolical smile before giving the fatal signal.
"I don't like it," muttered Bodson.
"No more do I." "Shall we stop it ?" "Yes.

I'm sick of Jim Duff.

This night has turned me against the smooth-tongued coward." "Get busy, then, Rafe!" "Shall we stand the crowd off and set the boys free ?" "Pump both of your shooting-irons loose into the air--I'll do the rest," replied Moore.
Cr-r-r-rack! Pointing his weapons skyward, Bodson had quickly obeyed Moore's command.
"Now, what--" began one of the raiders, wheeling instantly.
"Rafe's going to give 'em a proper send off," grinned one of Duff's men.
"No!" shouted the other.

"That's a bluff.