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“
He
didn
’
t
call
.
Don
’
t
get
excited
.
You
’
ll
ruin
everything
.
Get
back
into
the
ditch
again
.
”
But
Cutter
,
Phelps
,
and
the
old
man
Dabney
,
misunderstanding
what
was
happening
,
and
seeing
Osterman
leave
the
ditch
,
had
followed
his
example
.
All
the
Leaguers
were
now
out
of
the
ditch
,
and
a
little
way
down
the
road
,
Hooven
,
Osterman
,
Annixter
,
and
Harran
in
front
,
Dabney
,
Phelps
,
and
Cutter
coming
up
from
behind
.
“
Keep
back
,
you
,
”
cried
the
deputy
again
.
In
the
group
around
S
.
Behrman
’
s
buggy
,
Gethings
and
Delaney
were
yet
quarrelling
,
and
the
angry
debate
between
Magnus
,
Garnett
,
and
the
marshal
still
continued
.
Till
this
moment
,
the
real
estate
broker
,
Christian
,
had
taken
no
part
in
the
argument
,
but
had
kept
himself
in
the
rear
of
the
buggy
.
Now
,
however
,
he
pushed
forward
.
There
was
but
little
room
for
him
to
pass
,
and
,
as
he
rode
by
the
buggy
,
his
horse
scraped
his
flank
against
the
hub
of
the
wheel
.
The
animal
recoiled
sharply
,
and
,
striking
against
Garnett
,
threw
him
to
the
ground
.
Delaney
’
s
horse
stood
between
the
buggy
and
the
Leaguers
gathered
on
the
road
in
front
of
the
ditch
;
the
incident
,
indistinctly
seen
by
them
,
was
misinterpreted
.
Garnett
had
not
yet
risen
when
Hooven
raised
a
great
shout
:
“
HOCH
,
DER
KAISER
!
HOCH
,
DER
VATERLAND
!
”
With
the
words
,
he
dropped
to
one
knee
,
and
sighting
his
rifle
carefully
,
fired
into
the
group
of
men
around
the
buggy
.
Instantly
the
revolvers
and
rifles
seemed
to
go
off
of
themselves
.
Both
sides
,
deputies
and
Leaguers
,
opened
fire
simultaneously
.
At
first
,
it
was
nothing
but
a
confused
roar
of
explosions
;
then
the
roar
lapsed
to
an
irregular
,
quick
succession
of
reports
,
shot
leaping
after
shot
;
then
a
moment
’
s
silence
,
and
,
last
of
all
,
regular
as
clock
-
ticks
,
three
shots
at
exact
intervals
.
Then
stillness
