This mercenary act shattered the spell that held the Scouts immovable.
"Hands up!" yelled Scotty.
Like a flash, the outlaw wheeled.
"The tables are turned!" smiled the young Scout, grimly. "You're my prisoner, now!"
Realizing that resistance was vain, Red Rogers chose the end that suited his terrible career.
With a mocking laugh, he dashed past Scotty, straight toward the muzzles of the fifty rifles.
"Fire!" rang out the lieutenant's voice.
Crash! went the guns, and Red Rogers pitched forward, his body riddled.
The raid on the Old Stockade had been successful!
Rose and Scotty were soon married, and the girl was later awarded a large portion of the gold found in the outlaw's lair.