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"Sure." From his inside coat pocket Jed took out a printed notice

offering a reward for the capture of Nick Struve, alias "Wolf"

Struve, convict, who had broken prison on the night of February

seventh, and escaped, after murdering one of the guards. A

description and a photograph of the man wanted was appended.

"Looks some like you. Don't it, Mr.--shall I say Johnson or

Struve?"

"Say Johnson!" roared the Texan. "That ain't me. I'm no

jailbird."