PEERING OUT INTO THE GLOOM. 



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Lowering his rifle, Bob quickly 

 -itcd several steps, and then 

 listened a full minute, to hear the 

 dying struggles of his foe. 



While engaged in firing, he fan- 

 cied he detected some unusual 

 sounds, and he was sure of catching 

 them again, since the growl that 

 had reached him proved that the 

 wind was in the right direction. 



To his astonishment, however, 



nothing was heard above the 

 gale roaring about his ears. 



"Can it be I missed him ?" 

 he asked himself with a shud- 

 der; "he may have changed 

 his posture ; if so, he'll be on 

 me right away." 



Once again the lightning 

 came to his aid. The flash 

 was not as overpowering as 

 before, but it was enough to 



