, Aswildly they cry: ' I Catch on to the bicycle girl.” THE BICYCLE GIRL. BY CLARE FITZHUGII. We live in a very remarkable age, _ - And daily great geniuses see, Now who could withstand our dear Sarah Grand ‘ 'The man who c0mpo>ed “ Sm.“ Marie.» , But there is a balloon that outshines them all, And sets our poor heads in a whirl, led E'iison hope with his kiuetoscope ._,To rival the bicycle girl? She sits on her wheel with u' feeling intense, Her hair by the zephyrs is blown; She's wonderfully brave, for minus a knave, ‘ She knows she can go it alOne. “And dudes on the corners or c waked into life And give their mustaches u twirl, “ Just see her fly by, ‘ ' "’Oh what will shedo when the years have gone by .And nothing is left but the thought, 0! that glad girlish spring-will memory bring ,. .A pang for those pleasures once sought? So let her enjoy her so eet youth Wlllle she may, , We will not our sarcasms hurl, ,'_A.nd far be the day when sadly we’ll say ‘ Farewell to the bicycle girl. The Captaitlsftemy; ' EmcK DARKE, TEE RENEGADE. '5 Romance of the 01d East and the . \Vild “lest. ‘_ BY DR. NOEL DUNBAR, AUTHOR OF “TRAMP snmwowsn,” “DUKE DESPARD,” “THE POINTING FINGER,” ET(‘., ETC. CHAPTER Xi.lX.—CONTINUED. ' The escape of Dudley Delmont spread like wildfire through the country, and there were i . many who rejoiced that he had done so. . But the blame fell upon the broad shoulders Of jailer Grasp, an 1 after the first suspicion that Aubrey Moore Was at the bottom of it, peopl some to the conclusion that he was innocent. If any one suspected that Yesula had a hand In“, they kept their thoughts to-themselves, and W. ,even Aubrey Moore and the judge came to the conclusion that she knew nothing about it, while ijjlh'i‘ wisely held her peace. guns the days passed away, until one, two , i“mid three months had gone by and no word came :4 from the prisoner. . .Atlast the clipper ship returned, Yesula see- {pg it pass up the river one day as she was seated upon the bank, and at once she deter- mined to go up to Washington and learn from the captain all that he could tell her of Dudley Delmont. ‘ . She begged her father to accompany her upon “I shopping tour, and the day after her arrival took a carriage and 'drove alone to the wharf ,--where the ship lay. 5 The captain received her politely and told her that Mr. Jeffrey, for so Mrs. Jeffrey had regis- tered Dudley’s name, and his valet had landed at Panama, and there he had lost sight of, them. 3 “ Has he deserted me? 4" “ Has be given me up? i “ Nol no! he would not do that, and if I do ‘ not soon hear from him, I will believe that those u Diamonds have proved fatal to him. PA!!! I know what I shall dol. r . 7 I shall go to visit Clarice Jeffrey, for to her will first come, and I know papa will let ' ,- , while she Wrote me a few days ago beg- e to come. see Clarice, then, I shall go.” ,_ so saying, she returned to the hotel, and father was reluctantly persuaded to carry , on to New York and leave her, for without bright presence River Glade had little sun- : ibhelnitforthejudga But he ielded, and soon after left Yesula at anor, the J cfl'rcys‘ country-seat on 9 Hudson, while he returned to his home to ~count the days until his daughter’s return. CHAPTER L. . A MASTER. FOR ECHOLANDS. IT was certainly a pleasure to Yesula to get ' [way from her home for a while, and where she could have the devoted sympathy of her friend, lire. Jeffrey. ., The two had been schoolmates and chums, 8. Still they had shared the same room at boarding—school for three years, and their Vacations had been alternately spent With each er. Mrs. Jeffrey had married an army officer whose wounds had given him an unlimited fur- Ough, and as both had been well off they lived hr:luxury tit-their elegant home on the Hudson River. 7- Mbjor Jeffrey regarded Yesula as he would a sister, and she was ever welcome in his princely ' ‘ ~§I3¥ough Mrs. Jeffrey was two years the senior of 0 had heard from his wife the whole story of er love for Dudley Delmont, and he gave to hit his deepest sympathy, and, knowing how " ilh'o young captain had been regarded in the -~ my, felt assured that he was not guilty of the urge against him, while he had upheld him in his having releaSed Dick Darke, the renegade, dseverely criticised the court-martial which 9d imposed so severe and unjust a punishment v unhim. For several weeks had Yesula been a guest of , Jelfrevs, when she receiVod a bulky letter «$111611 she knew to be from her father. The judge was a poor correspondent and sel— .om W,r0te save to send here. remittance, and {hole his letters ran very much after this concise 8' “My DEAR CHILD:-— ' ' “ We are all well at River Glade, and no news Ihopgthe neighbors, so there is no need of writ- “ .you, except to send ‘you the within draft my bankers, and express the hope that you In enjoying yourself and will come home when 1you Wish to see your old “ FATHER.” But the present letter was a different kind of Wit, and Yesula was amazed, for never had her father written her-over half a page. She hastily broke the seal and read it aloud to Jeffrey as the two sat in the pretty re- tion-room together. 7 at was as follows: :“ MY DARLING YESULA :— ' This is an occasion when I have something write about, and so my letter will be a long “.Ihsve to tell you that the past three weeks have been very busy, and the reason is that Glands has found a new master. It was this way: I was seated upon the In one afternoon, wondering how much ‘.‘ H " mer you intended to keep this old home like a "graveyard by remaining away, when I received ’ r from New York. {It was from a. law firm there, and inclosed a - ’ for a large sum, instructing me to go over :Echolands, open the old rookery, and that a mot workmen were to be at once put upon 100. . z , 8m was to report to me to order what fur- ?l‘m'e I deemed necessary, without regardto - ' for the whole house, and all of that which 9'“ there, and not considered good enough,.was .. , Riven away to poor families. *' ~ "was to order carriages and horses for the ' 7 ' spud purchase a hundred slaves to be put Work upon the place. Th9 quarters were to be rebuilt in the best . GI sink. the parks cleared, roads put in perfect WT: and in fact not a thing left undone that _ “ I was also to purchase teams for the planta- tion, and have the wagons meet the boats on their uovvn—trip for freight that was to be sent for Echolands. “l fairly grew dizzy with the work ahead of me, and it was some time before I could read on and discover that the heir to Echolands had de- termined to come and make his home there. “ He had aiiias‘Sed a large fortune it was said, sleewhere, was a. bachelor and a man along in years; but he was fond of a life of luxury and in- tended to live it. “ I at once set to work, and, going to Rich- mond, l rought up a number of families of blacks, all of them g0od people. “ 1 had carpenters set to work on the quarters, and there arriVed halfa hundred skilled work- men for the mansion. “There were carpenters, masons, plasterers, and paper-hangers, and then came landscape gardeners and the Lord only knows what. “ I_ tell you, my child, With the negroes Working on tue fields, I had three hundred hands at Work on the estate. It was gran-l, and I en— joyed it. " If I needed money I only had to draw for it and the man who came to furnish the house took his plans and went away, to at once semi a boat— load of furniture. “ I wrote to the New York attorneys to ask in this heir to Echolands was a. Monte Cristo, or the ghost of old Croesus, and they told me that he was a man of vast wealth who" had given or- ders for work to be done with no limit to the price. “ So today Echolands looks like a king‘s abode, and the grounds are being made most beautiful. . “ The old gateway was torn down and a mas- sive one rebuilt, with a porter’s lodge adjoining, and they say that this new master of Echolands intends to be most exclusive. “ He has ordered the whole estate. walled in, so I put a force of five hundred hired negroes on that work yesterday. “Of course as his agent here I will meet him, and that will mean that you will, and if he. can resist falling in love with you then I will be doubly mistaken. “ But here they are after me with a dozen questions as to what is to be done next, and I must stop writing. “In about two weeks Echolands will be in all its glory, so come home in time to see it from gate to rear wall, attic to cellar before the grand mogul arrives. . “ My love to Kate and her husband. “ Not a word has been heard from poor Del— mont, and with his absence. and yours, Aubrey MOore looks as blue as indigo. “ I send you a check within for shopping; but don’t buy diamonds, for I am afraid of them, and, old as I am, will be fool enough to attri~ bute Delmont’s ill fortune to tI-ose accursed ill- omened gems he owns, and which you said you bad returned to him. 7 “In two weeks, remember, corne home, and bring Clarice and the major with you, and I'll show you a palace in old Virginia. “ Your loving “FATHER.” Such was the letter of Judge Yancey, and naturallv it, excited the curiosity of Yesula and Mrs. Jeffrey to know who this princely Owner of Echolands could be and what he was like. “ I will go as father wishes, Clarice, and you and the major must return with me.” “ 1 will be glad to do so, Yesulu; but do you know those Red Diamonds haunt me as they do your father?” “ And they do me now. .“Oh, that I had not given them to Dudley Delmontl" . . - And Yesula buried her face in her hands as the‘memories of the victims who had worn the fatal jewels flashed across her mind. CHAPTER LI. STRIKING IT RICH. VVHEN the clipper ship, which had borne Dudley Delmont a fugitive from his native land, arrived at Panama, as the captain had told Yesula, he and Grasp had at once left the vessel. Thejailer had acted in the capacity of ser- vant to Dudley, for he did not look like a man with whom the young planter would be travel- ing as an (qual, and he did not wish to cause any one to entertain the least suspicion against him. Grasp was in truth for more nervous than was Dudley Delmont, and seemed to feel that any one Who regarded him closely considered him a fugitive from justice. Crossing to the Pacific shore, the steamer was taken to San Francisco, and once in that city Dudley Delmont determined to part company with the ex-jailer. He did not like the man, for he was an acknowledged thief, and besides was coarse and uncompanionahle. So he gave him a few hundreds of dollars from the money he had fortunately brought with him the night he left The Retreat, and which was a considerable sum, and advised him to go into some honest business With what he had. Once on the Pacific Slope, Grasp lost all fear of being captured, and at once took Delm0nt‘s advice, and thus the two parted; but I mayas well remark here that no one would reccgmze in a certain millionaire merchant Grasp, the jailer, who, under an assumed name, has made a fortune, and at the some time is humored (among his fellow—men. Leaving San Francisco, Dudley Delmont Wended his way eastward, and in good time arrived at a certain town on the Overland Trail. Here he purchased a good horse and'outfit, and started < if alone one morning, as though he knew just what point he had in View. It was the evening of the second day when he rode into a Wild mountain country. _ ' But he seemed familiar with the locality, though now and then apparently at a loss just what course to pursue. . At length he appeared to be decided and rode steadily 'on, further and further into the Wild country. After picking his way among. canyons and hills, he at last came out upon a ridge where be— fore him stood a small cabin. ' ~ But upon it rested an air of desertion and deso— lation, and Dudley Delmont’s face clouded. “ He is not here, nor has any one been here for a long time. . “ Oh,.what memories of this spot come over of m“ How long I lay in that rude but and suffered a on untold! g“ Then it was bodily pain, and now what I feel is mental suffering. . “ W ell, I will go to the canyon and See if he belieVed what I told him and went there. ’ He turned his tired horse away as he spoke and rode back down the ridge. Reaching a valley, he turned into it and then rode up a narrow canyon. He had gone but a quarter of a mile when he saw a smoke curling up before him. He got his rifle readv and prepared to meet,a foe, for he was in the Indian country, and though there was a patched-up peace between the red- skins and p lie-faces, he knew that it was a very dangerous thing for a white man to Venture there alone. As he rode on and turned a bend he came to the head of the canyon, not thirty paces from him. son filled the canyon, a small cabin. rin trickled down the rocks at the back ofAitfpforngiing a. small rivulet, and the spot was one of intense seclusion. - In front of the cabin, cooking his supper over a small fire, was a. man. A d there stood, upon a. rocky shelfnup out of txde reach of waters, which in the rainy sea- flllmnmimumn u The frying of the meat in the pan and crackling of the fire had prevented the man from hearing the approach of Dudley Del- mont. But be fairly sprung into the air when he heard the Words: “ Hol Dick Darke, how are you?” The man dropped the frying - pan, leaped into the cabin door, and a rifle—muzzle ran out, and a shot flew past the head of Dudley Del- mont. Instantly Dudley raised his hands and called out: “ Ho! Darke, I am Captain Delmont.” “No, you are not, for I know him well,” came the response. “ Yes, I am, for I have shaved off my beard and cut my hair clOSe.” “ When did we last meet?” “When I released you from the Vigilantes and bade you come here.” “ Who 15 With you, captain?” “ i am alone.” “ Honest?” “ I would not lie to you, Darke.” “I believe you, sir,” and the man came out of the cabin, while Dudley Delmont rode for»;ard to the slope on which the but was situ- atei . “ I’m glad to see you, Darke, and to find that you are not at the Indian village.” “ I took your advice, SIP. and came here, once I saw that you had told me the truth.” " And you are no longer With the Indians?” “I go to the village now and then, but let them believe I have turned medicine-man and am studying the medicinal qualities of roots nnd herbs to go back to them some day.” “ Well, what luck?” “ Luck ?” “ Yes, in the mine.” “ Captain Delmont—for you are Captain Del- mont, I guess, though l’d never recognize you as you now appear—” ,_ . “ Yes, I am Dudley Delmont, but no longer a captain.” “ What, sir, have you left the army !” “ Yes; I was dismissed for releasing you, in- stead, of taking you on to the fort and hanging on. ” Oh! but I am sorry, sir.” “ No need of being so, for I do not care, and my consr-ience upheld me in What I did.” “Ir IS kind of you to say so, sir.” — “ Now tell me of your luck?" I “ Captain Delmont—for so I will still call y0u —I have struck it ricn.” ' “ What- do you call rich, Darke?” “ Well, sir, you Sent me here, and so we are pards in the mine. and l’ve got a fortune for us both, while, if ,I dared work it with others, we would become millionaires, for the gold is here.” “ Well, Darke, just now, like yourself, I am under a cloud, and I will tell you of it; but i have an army friend whom I can trust with my life, and I will write him, appoint a meeting, and have him take this mine in his name, with us for the company, as silent partners, and he. can work it for us for all it is worth. What do you say 3” “ Just what you do, sir, and more, I wish to go away from here and lead an honest life. I have been a bad man, Captain Delmont; but my heart was touched when I met you, and your kindness to me, when you should have hanged me, made me a different man, and l vowed to live a different life. “ Here I have been since we parted, working hard, and, as 1 said, I have a fortune for us both, and my share I intend to turn to good use, to try and atone for the past. “ Then, if your friend gets what I believe he will, out of this mine, we will have twenty times the wealth which I have gotten out of it, for though there are pockets here in the can- yon, up yonder in the hills there are rich veins of ore. “ Now, sir, take my hand and let us be friends, and you must feel that I mean all that I say, and when you hear the story of my life, as I will tell it you some day, you will understand how 1 came to be what I am.” The man spoke earnestly, and Dudley Delmont felt that he was honest in all that he said, and so warmly grasped his hand. ‘ Then Dick Darke led the horse of Dudley Del- mont back into the hills where he kept his, and the two sat down to the miner’s frugal supper, and to talk over the past and build up plans for the future. CHAPTER LII. MOST MYSTERIOUS. THE new master of Echolands had arrived in Virginia, and he had snubbed every one in the country, so that he was by no means a popular person. Before his coming, Yesula had returned to River Glade, and Major Jeffrey and his wife had accompanied her. The judge was in ecstnsies over their coming, and had E-holands and its master “ on the brain,” so to speak. He appointed the next day to drive over to the place, and show it off, and until bedtime he talked to tuezn about the grandeur of the home, until Yesula said: “ I am sure, father, we will be disappointed, after your very gorgeous description.” “ We shall see,” said the judge, with supreme confi ence, and they presently parted for the night. But the next day the Yancey carriage drove over to Echolands. _ It was a lovely spring day, and the air was balmy and laden with. the sweet scent of flow ers. As they drove up to the grand gateWay, a cry of delight from the. ladies proved that the first view was not disappointing. A porler was already there, a huge negro in a fine liVery, and he salute] the judge politely and permitted the carriage to roll through and up the beautiful driveway to the mansion. One glance at the mansion was sufficient to Show Yesula that her father had not exag- gerated. She had often ridden by the grand old mansion when it was in its gloomy Solitude, and had al- ways admired it. But now she saw what great changes had taken place. There were large piazzas added, bay windows without number, balconies, tur- rets and towers, and the structure looked like some grand old castle among the hills of Eng- land. About it were velvety lawns, flower-gardens, parks, and statuary and fountains here and there dotted the scene. Within all was on the same grand scale as without. Rich carpets were soft beneath their trend, rare paintings and prints hung on the walls, and heavy silk and veIVet portiéres Were over the massive doors. The furniture was elegant beyond compare, and as they went into the diningoroom and saw the array of massive silver. they thought in- deed that the new master of Echolands must be a Monte Cristo. . ' There were a score of bedrooms, a breakfast- room, smoking-room, library nd extensiva parlors, with innumerable little nooks and cor- ners, all prettily furnished. “ I sent him a plan of the house, and he sent back just what changes he Wished made in the architecture," explained the judge. The house already had its servants, well- trained negroes in livery, and all was in readi- ness for the master‘s coming. Then they Went to the stables, to find a tally- ho coach, carriages, buggies, drags and horses for all, with saddle animals that were invalu- able. , The negroquarters looked like a. flourishing little village, and a pretty chapel was being erected upon the lands at a lovely point, visible from the mansion. ' lf-l dian half-miner and his Having viewed the entire mansion and estate beaks! 3231313133.. lgng arid unkempt: and Said candidly that the praise of the judgé But at a glance Dudley Delmont recognized had not done it Justice, the major and ladies re. Wu add to the beauty and comfort of the es- Weeni- him turned, leaving Judge Yancey to overlook the llllliilllllli""'Iliilllillv finishing touches so as to be ready for the owner should he. come unwarned. That evening, when the judge returned home, Aubrey Moore was there, and all were startled by the words: “ He has come!” . “ Whit, Dudley ?”cried Aubrey Moore, spring- ing to his feet. ' 7 “ Dudley i” said Yesula. almost fainting. “ No! the master of Echolands.” H Ah I” It was a general chorus. queries thick and fast: “ W hat is he likeé” “ Is he handsome?" “ Is be old i” “ How old is he?” “ One moment, please,” cried the judge. “ He is not old, though his hair is snow— white. “He is as handsome as any man I ever saw. He is tall, courtly in manner, stern as an old soldier, and dresses in taste. He is a haughty man, and has brought several friends with him, driving down from the town. " He was delighted with his home, and told me to name my price for my services. Then he told me that he had come to live as a reclu~e and did not care to make acquaintances; but he introduced me to his friends and invited me to dine, and, as he lllslsted, I did so.” “ I shall call upon him, at least,” said Aubrey Moore. And he did within the next few days; but the master of Echolands Was not at home,'so the liveried servant said, and that was the Same re- mark to all visitors, until he became very un- popular with the neighboring gentry and their families. Now and then he was seen dashing along the country roads, driving his tally-ho and hand- ling the ribbons like a Rocky Mountain driver, while he had always from two to five friends with him, for visitors from away seem. d to be his friends and all he cared for. The judge rode over twice a week to see him at his request, and always dined at Echolands, and he was the only Virginian u ho was a guest at Echolands, for the lord and master had never returned a Siuule visit paid him, even by Aubrey Moore and the most distinguished plant- ers surrounding him. that it mepnt no one could understand, and it caused him to be voted an illbred fellow-a shoddyitel Then came the CHAPTER LHL , “GROUND SLOWLY. BUT THE omsr EXCEED- ING FINE.” WHAT it meant no one could understand; but, suddenly, all the neighbors had re- ceived invitations to a grand reception' at E :holands. The invitationswere most artistic affairs, and were delivered by a servant in livery, mounted upon a handsome horse. Not a soul of those invited were going to re- fuse, although they bad made most ill-natured remarks about the master of E:holands during the half-year he had been a dweller at his new home. Major Jeffrey and wife were also invited, and they signified their intention of attending. and so became guests at River Glade several days before, for Yes la and Kate had been asked to be the mistresses of the mansion for the gala night. At last it came round, and the Yancey car- riage drove over with the major and the two , ladies, and with Aubrey Moore accompanying them, for the judge had gone early. A young man, a handsome fellow, and in the uniform of a major of cavalry in the United States Army, received the guests, as his friend, the host, was detained for a while. The name of this officer was Major Duke Van Dorn, and he Won all by his courtly man- ners. As the guests began to arrive, the master of Echolands appeared and was presented by the mag r. His hair was snow-white, and yet his face was youthful. Anal such a face, with its superb black eyes, and perfection of feature! He was dressed in an army suit, which set off his splendid form to perfection, and his man- ners were Very elegant and fascinating, though a trifle stern. As all greeted him, he was pronounced to be a magnificent specimen of manhood, and was readily forgiven for holding himself alOof so lon . Tghe supper was in keeping with the grandeur of the house, and when all had feasted, the host arose and every eye was upon him, for they saw that he meant to speak. His voice was musical, and yet firm, and every word he uttered was heard by the furthest per— son from him. ~ What he said was as follows: “ My friends, I greet you, and drink your very good health, and Welcome to Echolands. “There is a saying that "The mills of the gods grind slowly, but the grist is exceeding fine,’and i will leave you to apply it to what you bear to night. “ Years ago an adventurer sought this part of the country to hide from justice, for crimes committed elsewhere. He got the good—Will of an old planter and became his secretary, and his ambition led him to continue his crimes, for be determined to get rid of the heir of his benefactor, and thus have all the wealth left to the daughter, whom he secretly married. “ He went, as a pretended Jew peddler, to the frontier, and paid a soldier well to kill this heir, but the soldier made a mistake, and shot his own brother instead! “ He secretly married the young lady, who had been left heiress by her father, who believed his son dead, and, pretending friendship, plotted evil. , " He attempted to assassinate the soldier when he came home, and with two hirelings, Brent Hastings and Reuben Rolland, made charges against Judge Yancey. “ He was married in the chapel across the river to the maiden Whom he had sworn to se- cure, for her property, and he had so well laid his plans that she was supposed to be drowned on her way back; but he shot the Coachman and ferryman, Black Ben, and thought she would drown, and yet she did not, for a man on the vessel that ran the ferry—boat down seized the unfortunate young bride and drew her on board. “ He returned to tell his story, not knowingr that his wife lived to testify against him, and though the vessel carried her to a foreign port, she was glad to go, knowing his perfidy, for he had her under his baleful influence. “ Again he sought to get rid of this soldier heir, and went to Washington to get the court- martial that tried him for an offense to punish him most severely. “He then plotted to get rid of him, and at the amateur theatricals which you all re- member were held at The Retreat, be loaded the pistol of his pretended friend with a bullet, thus getting rid of a tool who was dangerous, and having an innocent man arrested for mur- der. “ Though appearing a friend he was a foe, and the man I refer to is Aubrey Moore, Whom the detectives now have in irons outside, along with his ally in crime, Brent Hastings. “ The man whom he so nearly had hanged es- caped, through the aid of Miss Yesula Yancey, and went West, Where he had discovered a mine. That mine panned out enormous wealth, and, with one other, who has now gone to a foreign landto dwell, he made this gentleman, Major Duke Van Darn, a partner. “ Major Van Dorn has worked the mine until it has made its owners millionaires, and the one who disc0vered it came here, brought detectives with him and has worked up this case against Aubrey MOcTe, has found his sister, who is here to-night, to testify against the perfidious wretch who almost wrecked her life, and has Judge Yancey, who has knewn him since he came to Echola s, to vouch that its owner is none other than Du fey Delmont!” CHAPTER LIV. CONCLUSION. THE scene that foll0wed the announcement of the master of Echolands, that he was none other than Dudley Delmont, was a wild one; but when he removed the gray wig that he Wore, and all gazed at his face, they immediately recognized him! There was too much proof at hand for any one to doubt, and when Beatrice, long be- lieved to be dead, entered the room, l0oking as beautiful as ever, no one could do other than be- lieve. Had any one still doubted when Aubrey Moore, White-faced but calm,came in, his words would have shown all that Dudley Delmont said to be truth, for he said: “ I played a big game for a big stake, and I lost, so let me suffer as I deserve.” Brent Hastings also admitted his guilt, and that he had been hid away by Aubrey Moore, who promised him vast sums if success crowned his perfidious deeds. So no one could doubt, and while Aubrey Moore was taken North, to hang for a murder committed there, Brent Hastings was sent to prison for a long term of years. As for beautiful Beatrice. she ultimately be- came the wife of Major Van Dorn, to whom Dudlev had given The Retreat, on the very day that Yesula became mistress of Echolands, 'vhich Delmont had bought from Dick [)arke, who was the missing heir, but Whose misdeeds caused him to become a wanderer in foreign lands. in spite of h1s sincere sorrow for his evil past life. And the Red Diamonds? ‘ll’cil, Dudley Delmont did not Sell them, but, casting superstition to the four Winds, gave the fateful necklace again to Yesula, who has never known sorrow from its possession. in fact, she says that the Red Diamonds, a Haunted Heirloom though they may he, shall go down to future generations of Delmonts, who shallall know their strange history, as handed down from father to son. 'BUFFALO BILL AUTHOR AND HERO Stories of the Wild West. Beadle’s Dime Library. 52 Death Trailer, the Chief of Scouts: or, Life and Love in a Frontier Fort. 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By Col Prentiss [ngraham. 761 Buffalo Bill‘s )laxcot; or, Death Valley Victim No. 13. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 765 Buffalo Bill’s Dozen: or, Silk-Ribbcn Sam. By ‘Col Prentiss Ingraham. 769 Buffalo Bill‘s Sweepstake. Ingraham. 773 Buffalo Bill's Ban: or, Cody to the Rescue, By Leon Lewis 777 Buffalo Bill’s Spy-Shadower. By Col. P. Ingra- ham. 781 Buffalo Bill’s Brand. By Col. P. Ingraham. ‘ 787 Buffalo Bill’s Dead Shot. By C01. Prentiss In- graham. 794 Buffalo Bill’s Winning Hand. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 801) Wild Bill. the Dead-Center Sho :or, Rio Grande Ralph the Cowboy Chief. By Buffalo Bill, (Gen. W . Cody.) 807 Wild Bill. the “'ild “'est Duelist: or. The Girl Mascot of Moonlight Mine. By Buffalo Bill. 812 Buffalo Bill’s Death-Knell; or, The Red Hand Riders of the Rockies. By Col. Prentiss Ingra- ham. 816 Puffalo Bill's Red Trail: or, The Road-Rider Renegade‘s Run-Down. By Col. P. Ingraham. 820 White Beaver's Still Hunt; or, The. Miner ‘Marauder's Death-Track. 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