Chapter

 1 2 |      me with some impatience.” John Strock,” said he, “are you
 2 8 | courage and intelligence. One, John Hart, of Illinois, was a
 3 11|   stopped in the Toledo depot.~John Hart, Nab Walker and I stepped
 4 11|  provisions were unpacked, and John Hart and Nab Walker spread
 5 11|   advance, I followed him, and John Hart and Nab Walker came
 6 12|      completely crushed, while John Hart and Nab Walker, no
 7 12|  Nothing new?”~“Nothing,” said John Hart.~“You have explored
 8 12|  distinctly through the night. John Hart and Nab Walker drew
 9 12|        with revolvers, hitting John Hart in the leg.~We fired
10 17|    deceased” after the name of John Strock, chief inspector
11 17|       I now recognized as that John Turner who had been mate