Lobo 



Something like compunction came over me, 

 as I prepared to deal out to him that which so 

 many had suffered at his hands. 



"Grand old outlaw, hero of a thousand law- 

 less raids, in a few minutes you will be but a 

 great load of carrion. It cannot be otherwise." 

 Then I swung my lasso and sent it whistling 

 over his head. But not so fast ; he was yet far 

 from being subdued, and, before the supple 

 coils had fallen on his neck he seized the noose 

 and, with one fierce chop, cut through its hard 

 thick strands, and dropped it in two pieces at 

 his feet. 



Of course I had my rifle as a last resource, but 

 I did not wish to spoil his royal hide, so I gal- 

 loped back to the camp and returned with a 

 cowboy and a fresh lasso. We threw to our 

 victim a stick of wood which he seized in his 

 teeth, and before he could relinquish it our 

 lassoes whistled through the air and tightened 

 on his neck. 



Yet before the light had died from his fierce 

 eyes, I cried, " Stay, we will not kill him ; let 

 us take him alive to the camp." He was so 

 completely powerless now that it was easy to 



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