Identifier: generalnelsonssc00dunn (find matches)
Title: General Nelson's scout
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Dunn, Byron A. (Byron Archibald), 1842-1926 Wilmer, Richard Hooker, 1918-, former owner
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Publisher: Chicago : A. C. McClurg and Company
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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?and he turned to his companions with a brutallaugh. But the guerrillas made a great mistake; theythought they were only dealing with two boys, andwere consequently careless and off their guard. With a sharp, quick look at Calhoun whichmeant volumes, Fred quickly drew his revolver.There was a flash, a report, and the leader of theguerrillas dropped from his horse. With a startledoath, the others drew their revolvers, but beforethey could raise them there were two reports soclose together as almost to sound as one, and twomore of the gang rolled from their horses. Theremaining one threw up his hands and began tobeg for mercy. You miscreant you, exclaimed Calhoun, cov-ering him with his revolver. I ought to send aball through your cowardly carcass, to be even withmy cousin here; for he got two of you, while Ionly got one. Oh, mercy! mercy! begged the tremblingwretch. I have a wife and children. You have; then so much the worse for thewife and children. I am not fit to die, he blubbered.
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Fred drew his Revolver, and the Guerrilla dropped fromhis horse. A FIGHT WITH GUERRILLAS. 247 That is plain to be seen, answered Calhoun.Now off that horse! The fellow obeyed with alacrity. Now hand me your weapons—butts first, re-member. The pistols were handed over. Now pick up that parole your leader tore andthrew down, and hand it to me. This was done. Calhoun sat eyeing him a moment, and thencontinued: I ought to shoot you without mercy,but I believe in giving a dog a chance for his life,and so I will give you a chance. You mount yourhorse, and when I say Go, you go. After I sayGo I shall count five, and then shoot. If I missyou, which I do nt think I shall, I shall continueshooting as long as you are in range; so the fasteryou go, the better for you. Now, mount. The man looked appealingly at Calhoun, butseeing no mercy, mounted his horse as quick as histrembhng limbs would let him. His face waswhite with fear, and his teeth fairly rattled theychattered so. Calhoun reined his h

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