Jesse James' Desperate Game; Or, The Robbery of the Ste. Genevieve BankWard, William (Author at Arthur Westbrook Co. (Cleveland, Ohio))
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Jesse James' Desperate Game; Or, The Robbery of the Ste. Genevieve Bank
Ward, William (Author at Arthur Westbrook Co. (Cleveland, Ohio))
James, Jesse, 1847-1882 -- Fiction; Western stories
"Find everyone of their friends or relatives in the vicinity of
the Springs," declared the latter when he had been apprised of the
situation. Yet before they could put the plan into operation, the news
of the raid on the bank and the sensational imprisonment of young
Rozier was flashed throughout the world.
"That won't make any difference to us. In fact it increases the chances
of our success," asserted Wright when he read the report. "If Jesse was
shrewd enough to know that he could commit a robbery at the other side
of the state when everybody thought he was in hiding about the Springs,
he'll resort to the same tactics and come back here in the belief that
the search will be the hottest around Ste. Genevieve."
Convinced by the argument, Lull acquiesced in the proposition to
remain. And though their scheme did not catch the man they wanted, it
did catch one of the outlaws.
Having pursued their inquiries as far as they could, the man-hunters
found themselves balked by the suspicion of the natives for strangers.
And to remove the barrier, they finally pressed an inhabitant of
Osceola, Edward Daniels by name, into service as a guide.
A friend of both the Jameses and Youngers in their youth, Daniels
suggested that a visit to the house of the latters' uncle, Theodoric
Snuffer, at Chalk Level, might not be without result.
Accordingly they decided to visit the place a week after the looting of
the bank, that the outlaws might have ample time to return across the
state.
With an early start, the three supposed cattle buyers arrived at
Snuffers' just at noon.
John and Jim were eating dinner when the strangers stopped in front of
the gate and their suspicions were instantly aroused.
In response to a hail, the old miser went to the door.
"How do we get to the Widow Sims?" asked Lull.
"Turn to your left, about two rods from where you are, and follow the
path, through my field. It's about a mile and you can't miss it, for
there ain't no other shanty 'round."
Thanking Mr. Snuffer for the directions, the detectives rode on.
But as they went, the two bandits watched them from the window.
"That was only a bluff, asking about Widow Sims," declared Jim as the
man-hunters passed the path about which they had been told. "I'll bet
they're detectives. Let's go and look 'em over."
The proposition met with the instant approval of his brother and taking
an extra brace of pistols, they saddled their ponies and rode after the
man-hunters.
Rounding a bend in the road, the Youngers suddenly came face to face
with the man-hunters as the latter were retracing their course.
"Ed Daniels!" exclaimed Jim in amazement at the sight of his old friend.
"It's John and Jim Younger," whispered the traitor to Lull and then
whirled his horse and dashed into the underbrush.
Their astonishment at such action on the part of their old associate
was instantly explained.
"Throw up your hands!" commanded Lull, covering the outlaws with his
revolvers.
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