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Title: Logan the Mingo; a story of the frontier
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Ellis, Edward Sylvester, 1840-1916
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Publisher: New York, Dutton
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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dart back into the wood andclimb the limbs of a tree beyond reach of the raven-ing brute. Darkness and light were much the same o o to the fearful creature, and a flight into the woodwould render his work of slaying the boy so muchthe easier. Standing with one foot advanced and rifle clubbed,with the stock drawn back over his shoulder, theyouth had barely time to brace himself for the as-sault, which was made the next instant, with theviciousness of a cyclone. With a coolness remarkable in one so young,Arthur waited until the panther made his last bound,and was descending the parabola that would landhim upon his face and chest, when he brought downthe weapon with all the power he could concentratein his muscular arms. It was a tremendous blow, delivered with pre-cision, the stock crashing against the iron skull witha force that sent the beast tumbling over and over,snarling, clutching, and clawing, but leaping in-stantly to its feet for a second attack, with undi-minished fierceness.
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ARTHUR AND THE PANTHER Page 84 A Few Lively Minutes 85 Arthur expected it, and like a flash braced him-self in the same pose as before. But it will beremembered that his cousin was at hand and hebounded up the other side of the slope and camedown the incline at headlong speed. The clearmoonlight revealed the situation, and, dropping onone knee, he took deliberate aim at the panther, ashe was in the act of rising on his second bound. His cousin was in the line of fire, but Stantonknew where he was aiming and at the critical mo-ment let fly. The bullet bored its way through thebrain of the beast before the body could feel thefull force of the gathering muscles, and instead ofdescending upon or coming within reach of theyouth, it dropped short several feet, rolling over,snarling, and clawing in its death agony. Arthurrecoiled several paces and calmly saw the animaldie, as it did within the next two or threeminutes. Well, I guess that s all/ coolly remarkedStanton; let s load our guns and

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