Mohave County miner., 1882-11-26

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 the attacking forces and the prime
 object of his attack Over she goes
 like wheel, but she is up again,
 her face streaming with blood and
 her eyes swelling. The elder girl
 has contrived to secure a waist hold,
 and locked her hands behind his
 back. His fists fall upon her upturn- ed face with frightful force, but she
 keeps her hold. The other two girls
 are pressing him hard from behind,
 but his elbows work like battering- rams, and one steps back with her hand pressed tightly to her breast, and a look of agony in her eyes. Now he whirls suddenly, planting ponderous blows upon the face and head of the girl, who, on her knees, still clings to his waist with a death
 grip. He fairly raises her from the ground as he spins, but her hold
 never relaxes. His earlier victim
 again dashes at him, and Is rewal ded with a crashing stroke on the mouth. She reels, but recovers, and darts again, to receive his fist on her neck with force that whirls her half a
 dozen paces of and drops her like log. Not a word is spoken. The thud of his fists and the heavy breath ing of the struggling contestants are the only sounds. The last rally of the prostrate girl has enabled the rear party to catch the buck, and one has twined her arms around his neck, while the other hangs to his right wrist. His left hand is still free, and it fairly wrinkles in the air as he
 batters the maiden at his waist. Her grasp is like iron, bui her head reels and sways as his heavy hand falls on 1t with a noise that reaches the far
 thest side of the irregular ring. Her eyes are closed, and her breath comes convnlsively. Were the fourth girl
 there to grasp that arm, the fight
 would soon end. The girl behind is
 choking him, and he employs new
 tactics. Grasping the kneeling girl
 by the throat, he pounds the face of
 the one behind him with the back of
 his head, No vanity prompts her to
 let go. She tightens her grip, and
 buries her face in the back of his
 neck. The fourth girl is up, stagger
 ing and dazed. Brushing the blood from her eyes, with an angry motion,
 she approaches him, crouching as she moves. If the blow he has in store for her reaches the mark he will have another chance. for the girl at his waist is growing faint, and he can easily dispose of the other two. She comes at him like cougar. The blow is delivered full upon her breast. but she graSps his wrist, and writhes up his arm Now he is beset with danger. The two on his arms and the one at his waist pull him forward; the girl behind, still strangling him, throws her weight on his back. In vain he attempts to Straighten. The kneeling girl bends, m her despairing struggle, until her hair hangs on the l ground. The other three show the muscles rigid in their arms as they 1 press him down upon their kDecling 1 sister. Suddenly he springs back with marvellous effort ot strength. ! The fairting gIrl at his waist finds htr hands torn apart. But that tri
 umph was his defeat. With a crash 1 he comes to the ground, three girls upon him. One plants herself upon l his face, and the other two kneel on | his arms There is struggle, and then the youngest rises, with wild l yell, waving the apron in her hand. l Her yell is echoed by low a moan, as the mother of the prostrate hunter
 staggers out of the circle; and by 8 l grunt of satisfaction as Pole-cat re | cognises the victory of his girls. To. morrow, Somewhere up the river, that disgraced buck will be found with bullet in his brain"