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('3‘ .. 1 0-,!55-51’ There was but one cuartz mine, known as the Big Bear, and this on y gave employment to the forty odd miners of the camp. 0 course there were other inhabitants—~gam- blers, saloon-keepers, toughs and the other in- evitable dramatts personw, peculiar to all moun- tain mining-towns, so that, all told, the popula- tion was nigh about a hundred souls. The most important personage in the camp was George She don, owner of the quartz mine, and literally “boss of the burg.” He was the moneyed power, and never lost any opportunity to impress the fact upon those with whom he came in contact. ‘ ' He was unmarried, at least so far as the deni- zens of Buckshot were apprised;—a tall, power- fully-built man, with a cold, stern face, keen gra e es, and iron-gray hair and side-whiskers. e c aimed to be but thirty-eight years of age, but many doubted his veracity in this matter, as he looked to, be every bit of fifty. If he had any friends in the camp it was be- cause of his money, not for his good qualities of ' head and heart. One of the resorts of the camp was the Jack— Eot Saloon, kept by a hard-visa ed old sport, nown by the sobriqupt of “ 01d ackpot.” Thesaloon was the largest cabin in the place, and contained a bar—room and gaming—ram), combined, besides a couple of living apart- ments. At this place the miners Were Wont to assem- ble after their hard day’s work, and either leave their earnings at the bar for “ bug-juice, or to risk them at the gaming-tables. And as a mat- ter of course, they lost many times oftener than they won. " Sharps" hanging about, ever stood ready to fleece them at a moment’s notice. The most expert gambler of the lot, was J ack Tur- ner, or Rowdy Jack as he was most commonly known—a dark, sinister fellow of twenty—eight or thirty, with eyes, hair and mustache as black as 'et. e always dressed with sportish cle ance yet with scrupulous care, and his immacu ate shirt- front blazed with diamonds. He was known and generally feared as a des- perate man. He had already shot and killed three men, since his advent in uckshot, and of- ten made his boast of having started the first cemetery. v In gambling he seldom lost, and when he did, it was invariably to draw his victim on. One warm summer’s night, when the soaring full moon threw a mellow radiance upon the rugged camp, the Jackpot drew not its usual throng of devotees of chance. The night with- out was so beautiful few people cared to remain indoors. r - A Consequently-the gamblers sat idly at their tables. An ugly scowl rested on Rowdy Jack’s face as, at his table, he puffed his cigar. He was ever in a disagreeable mood when there were no victims to fleece, and would then fre- quently give way to blasphemy. But one man in the camp, outside of George Sheldon, at such times dared speak to the youn desperado, for fear of getting‘shot, and the was Old Jackpot—a hook-nosed, ferret-eyed scoundrel, who never was so happy as when the mone flOWed into his coffers. ‘ Jackpot had a lovely daughter of sevent:en, who was fairly worshiped by every man in the camp, and especially by Rowdy J ack—hence it was that the gambler and the saloon-keeper never quarreled. _ George Sheldon had also set his heart on win- ning the fair Adele; but of that more anon. Rowdy Jack sat at his table to-mght, Inward- ly cursing the luck that did not send him a “customer,” when there entered the saloon‘a character most strange to see in that far-away camp. ’ Curious people often dropped into Buckshot Camp, but this man literally “ took the bun!” He was no more nor less than a hand-organ grinder—p bent and decre it old fellow, who walked with a staff, and w ose closed eyes sug- gested that he was blind. . His attire was ragged; his face was covered with a strag ling gray beard. Slung to is back by a strap was a. hand- organ. and perched upon the organ was a. mon- key, dressed up in a dirty red coat and a. fez ca . , . 1 gore was the most refreshing noyelty that had ever struck Buckshot, and that it was ap- "prpciatod was evidenced by a number of min- ers cro'wding into the saloon after the beggar. Rowdy Jack’s eyes gleaned wickedly.’ He was one of matches-401' you can’t call 5 them men—who take a sort of insane, deli t in ftm'turing anything weeks and, more he pleas r. themselves; mam moment beset. eyes upon the organ~grinder he made up his mind to have some sport. Rising from his table he approached the or- gan tramp and slapped him on the shoulder. “ Hello, old man! Who are you, and what I d’ye want here!l Speak up, before I blow the : top of your head off!” ‘ ‘ Please, sir, do not ill-treat a 1001‘ old blind . man!” was the trcmulous reply. ‘ I have trav— I cled long and far, and am‘ ver weak. I have no money to buy food with. ‘ ’ill you let me , play you some music for a few pennies? I Any— thing,r you can do to assist a poor blind man you will )e rewarded for in heaven!” “ Bah! get out! I don’t expect to winter thar. My name’s Rowdy Jack, and I’m booked for the other place, where coal-stoves or" hot all the time. hat s your name, you old ape?” H g” “ “That’s your name, I say?” “ Alvin Green, good sir.” “ Ha! ha! ha! Alvin Green, eh? Well, see here, you must be mighty green ter think 0 can play that screechin’ haml-m‘gan ’round this urg. ” “ It’s a very good organ, sir.” “ Don’t care a continental cuss for that! You can’t play the thing in this cam . So just sling it down on the floor, so I can rick the stutfin’ out of it!” ' “ Oh! no! no! geod sir! It is the only means I have of earning a few )ennies toward my sup- “port. I beg of you, sir, 0 not harm my organ.” “ Get out, you Italian mongrel! You do as I tell you, or off goes the to of yer cabeza!” “I am no Italian, sir. II’m an American, and l a poor, almost sightless man.” I Just then, Old Jackpot stepped from behind E the bar. I ' I “I say, Mr. J ack,” he said, “it wouldn’t hardly be fair for to take the man’s organ from him without giving ’m some show for his white?” Rowdy Jack scowled. I “ Why not?—how d’ye mean?” he demanded. “ I mean gamble for it—toss dice to see whether the man keeps the organ or you give him fifty dollars. That will be capital fun, you know.” Rowdy Jack uttered a rowl, but assented: “,All right, it’s a go. f the old cuss wins he kee his organ, and gets the fifty dollars. If he oses, he keeps his organ, but has only an hour to get out o the camp. D’ye hear, old rag— ba g” ‘gYes, good sir, I understand. But‘ I shall have to trustAm ybur honesty.” “Of course ye will. D’ye s’pose we’d cheat ye, e infernal old tramp?” . “ ’11 see that you ain’t cheated old man!” cried a ringing, voice—a voice that was so strange to the crowd that they wheeled about, simultaneously. They beheld, standing near at hand, a. girl of beauteo face and figures—a. girl with midnight eyes an flowin dark-brown hair—a girl at- tired in stylish, e egant-flttin gray suit of male attire, including .atent-leat er shoes, and a jaunty white slouc sombrero. She stood there, .smilin ,while she twirled a light cane in her right and. ‘Who the devil. are you?” Rowdy Jackide- managi, in great surprise. “ ho am I?” was the pert reply. “ Well, if you want to know, I‘m an an 91 without wings —-a regular la-lah, you bet! hail from Texas- way, an’ down there I’m known as Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher. Are you happy to meet me i” CHAPTER II. ' run MONKEY .THE MASTER. THE girl’s words and manner rather nettled Rowd ‘Jack, but concluding it might'not prove a disa vantage to play oflf graciously he bowed low, and said: ‘ ' “ It affords me the greatest pleasure to know ygu, dear lad ', and I hope 0hr acquaintance my extended ar into the future.” “ You’d better wait» till you know me first, before you go to makingowishes too fast, cap- tain,” was the retort. “ ahead wi’ your dice- throwin’. I’m going to see that the organ-grind- er has a fair shake.” '- "‘ You are?” “ You bet I am!” ' ~ “D’ye mean to insinuate that we would rob the man!” Rowdy Jack demanded, bristlin up. “ I wouldn’t shake dice with any man wi my eyes shut," was the 0001 answer. “ I’m cussed it I ain’t a mind to slap your mouth for you, Miss Sassytonguel” “ You miglgt get your nose pulled, if lyeu try it on!” was e undaunted answer. “ era’s a school down in Santa. Fe just fer learnin" the nose-pullin’ biz and I’m a graduate.” A ri he of laughter from the crowd caused Rowdy ack to utter a low, muttered oath, - n ‘ 8612113 ‘ gean ce. “ I’ll see about that. as soon as I get through with this beggar; mind ye that l” he snorted. He then turned to Alvin Green. “Come up here to the her, old ra -bag, if you’re going to throw dice with me. ’11 show you .you’ve got into ther wrong town. Set out the box, bartender!” Old Alvin felt his way to the bar, and the box was )laced in his hand. . “ 0w cup your dice,” ordered Rowdy Jack. “ Three throws, ace counts seven—highest man wins.” “I fear I don’t know much about games,” Alvin said, in a tremulous tone. “ I never gam- bled in In life.” “That on’t make any difference. Go ahead and throw.” The order was obeyed. Alvin threw three times scoring only sixteen. “ No good,” Rowdy Jack declared, contempt uousl . “ I can beat that first time.” “ Cup your dice,” ordered Santa Fe Sal, who was standing; near, “and keep your hand on the bottom end of the box. No monkey- business when Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher, is around l” “ Curse you!” the gambler gritted, and then on ) ed his dice. i111; threw, and scored two aces and a five—r nineteen. “ Hurrah! I’m the winner!” he cried. “ The organ and monkey is mine. Take off the organ, old rag-bag, an’ beer me play a tune on the cussed thing.” “No! no! no! no!”A1vin cried. “You wasn’t to have my organ even if on won. You was to let me have it and leave t e town.” “Git out, you fool! That’s a likely story. The bet was, if you won you was to have my fifty dollars; while if I won, I was to have your organ and monkey. Ain’t that right, ‘fellersi” And the desperado whipped a pair of revol- vers from his coat-pocket, and glared around at those present, as much as to say: “ I’ll dare any man to disagree with me!” And that was what he meant. Woe be to the man who refused to say “ no.” , “ That was the, bet!” agreed Old Jackpot, keeping an eye on the weapons, of which he had a mortal terror. “ That was the bet, an’ the monkey and organ is Rowdy Jack’s!” choruscd the crowd. » “ Oh! great Father of Mercy, it is not true!” cried the beggar, bursting into tears. “ You are trying to rob me! you are trying to rob me! Pipe! Pipo! don't let them touch my organ!” This was evidently addressed to the monkey, just as Rowdy Jack seized Alvin roughly by the shoulder. ’ The monkey evidently understood its master’s order, for, with a vicious squeal, it leaped on top of the gambler’s head, and began to claw and a bite with all its might. Rowdy Jack yelled with pain and aifright, as he tried to tear the monkey from his head, while the tcrowd looked on, m open-mouthed amaze- men . ‘ Santa Fe Sal saw that here Was a chance, and Alvin by the ann, she hurried him out of the sa con. _ “ Now make 03 as fast as you can—get out of sight, at all events. I’ll not let Rowdy Jack fol. low you.” v . “ But Pipo! Pi o!” I. “ Never mind 1m; away with you, if you wish to save your bacon l” Alvin did, and dodged around the corner of tfie saloon with an alacrity he had not previously S 0W1]. Santa Fe Sal smiled, faintly, and turned to ro-enter, the Jackpot, at the same time drawing a pair of revolvers, and cocking them. As she did so Pipo came flying from the saloon, and disappeared around the corner, in pursuit of his master. ‘ Santa Fe Sal then re-entered the den. _ Rowdy Jack stood in the Center of the room, mapping the blood from his face, and swearing, an groanin , alternately. . - - ‘ He was in eed a. fearful spectacle. ' His face and head were clawed and bitten in of - t shocking manner and his left eye had been.‘ nearly torn_from its socket. , j, verily, Pipe had got in his work with a van-A The gambler real]. was inexcruciati agon ‘ '- and raved and damaged like a madman}lg . i ' y? ‘ “ Ten thousand devils! Chase the old hellionl ' Ten hundred dollars to the ones that take him” , dead or alive] After him I sa ! Wh do you; stand there, likes. pack 51‘ gar;r idi yh, when; you see that! am nearly 11111111811237" . . l a, - .Ferhapaa-dozen men mode a rush “wit-d, . 1 j I ‘ 7 5m. any n;- door, only to find the doorway blocked by Santa Fe Sal, whose revolvers were leveled straight at them “ Back!” she cried, in unmistakable tones of 1 warning. “Back, you hounds, or I’ll let day- - light through every one of ye! For shame! to seek to run down a blind and crippled man! Back! you hounds, or die!” The men halted, for there was no mistaking the girl’s purpose to shoot. “ Let a man of you dare to draw a Weapon, and he’s adeud man!” Sal continued, undauntcd- ly. “ I never fail when I pull trigger! Cowardsl to bound down a man who cannot see. You dd serve to be shot every one of you!” ' The men exc anged glances, as they shrunk back. . Their hesitation all the more enraged Rowdy Jack and be fairly shrieked: “ 0 on! go on! curses on you! I’ll pay ye as much to capture the girl as the beggar!” ere was an extra incentive. A thousand dollars was not to be made every ay. And Rowdy Jack was as good as a bank, so far as pay was concerned. . “Hurrah! boys, come on!” one of the gang cried, making the initiatory move. forward. But, it was to his death, for the right revolver of Santa Fe Sal spoke sharply, and a bullet land- ed in the rash man’s brain. With an unearthly yell he fell in the path of his comrades, and they again recoiled in real terror. “That man earned his fate!” Santa Fe Sal cried, “and if any of the rest of you want a funeral just notify me. I’ll leave you, now, and you can hunt old Alvin Green, if you are so in— clined, but don’t come foolin around me, or down goes your shanty, for m a slasher who always gets the drop!” And keeping them covered with her revolvers, she backed out of the saloon and disappeared. The next instant, the miners rushed out after her, with vengeful cries, but she was gone. There were plenty of trees in the camp, and it was therefore an easy matter for her to quickly conceal herself. Then too, no street having been laid out, the houses were built without any conformity to line, so that one could dodge from one to the «other without being detected. A general and exciting search was made for "the daring girl, in which nearly all the citizens joined. But all to no use. . Had the earth 0 ned and swallowed her, Santa Fe Sal coul not more effectually have vanished. At last, when it was nearly midnight, the miners were forced to give in, beaten and dis- comfitcd. The man killed had been a~thrifty miner—his name was John Hall—and the excited citizens all united in swearing vengeance on Santa Fe Sal, and resolutions were ordered drafted, offer- ing a reward of sufficient amount to secure her immediate capture. Neither had the search of the camp revealed the whereabouts of old Alvin Green, the organ- grinder. What had become of him? And what had become of Santa Fe Sal? We Innst leave that for later chapters to re- veal, while we take up another thread of our story. For, dear reader, not to be behind the times, Buckshot Camp boasted of a mystery. CHAPTER III. THE MASKEI) ernGER, SOME two months. prior to the events of this eventful night, a little Stranger made its ap- pearance in the nnmn -cam of Buckshot—a. pretty, chubby, flaxen- 841‘ boy, about; two years and six months of a e. He was found one mornlnga by 81} early-rising miner named Tyndale—found lying under a great oak tree, fast asleep. _ I A remarkably pretty child. its features indi- cated that it had ten born 0f refined parents, as did its tasty clothing. The clothin , however, was besmeared with blood-stains. t at appeared to be several days if not weeks old. . Here was a rime m ste ,that created an un recedented uror in ucks ot Camp. ow came the child where it was found? . Whose child was it? What did the'blood—stains mean? Murder? , It would seem so. . Tyndale took the child home to his Wife, and soon after, all Buckshot knew of the “ find,” . 3 Santa. Fe Sal, the Slasher. everybody flocked to get a glimpse at the new- comer. The little fellow seemed frightened at first, and inclined to cry, but gradually he brightened up, and appeared to be hap y. He could speak a few wor s, but all questioning failed to elicit whether he had been taken from mother and father, or not. He did not seem to know the meaning of any of the usual parental pet names, nor to know his own name. Nor was there a clew as to his identity, all of which increased a mystery, which seemingly was destined to remain unsolved. A search of the surrounding country was made, but all to no purpose. No trace of anything that would throw light on the matter, was to be found. The nearest settlement or habitation to Buck- shot Camp, was a good tu'o days’ ride distant. The little. stranger’s description was taken there, but nothing could be learned, in regard to the child. Everybody in Buckshot took a liking to the little stranger, and everybody prophesied that its coming would bring luck to t it) can) ). It would seem that it did, for the. ig Bear mine soon after began to pan out better. Among others who appeared to take a decided fancy to the child was George Sheldon. Stern man of the World though he was, the sight of the little fellow seemed to melt his cold, un- loving heart, and he offered to undertake its support and education. Lo it was phfced in charge of a widow of the camp, whose husband had been killed in the Big Bear nnne, by a premature explosion, and George Sheldon thereafter contributed liberally to Hannah Hayes, and the child, which was named Bertie right, on account of its sunny ap )earance. Veil, Bertie grew and thrived under Hannah Hayes’s care, and became the pet of every one. He grew to talk more plainly, but the secret of his past still remained a dead letter. George Sheldon was a wealthy man, and be spared neither money nor 1 ains that the widow and her charge should have every comfort and luxury they could desire. Once a rumor got afloat that it was not alto- gether improbable the mine-owner and the. widow Would eventually marry, but those who knew of the forlner’s infatuation for ()1d Jack- pot’s daughter, Adele, smiled at the idea. Hannah Hayes treated little Bertie with all a mother’s care, and appeared to be entire] ' wrapped up in him, never having had a chic nor c ild of her own. She had often expressed a fear that some one would yet come along, and lay claim to her pet but no one had come, and the chances increased daily that Bertie Bright’s past would never be revealed. On the night on which the jamboree had oc- curred at the Jackpot Saloon, Hannah and Bertie were up quite late, for the child was playful and ha ipy, and (lid'not want to go to be( . At last, however, his little eyes grew heavy, and Hannah tucked him away in his little bed, and he was soon sound asleep—so pretty and in- nocent, these slumbering babes, that it must be ahheart of stone that wouldn’t melt to gaze upon t em. Hannah then closed the bedroom door, and re- turned to the. living apartment of the cabin, to [titteilid to a few little duties ere. she herself re- II‘0( . She was thus busily engaged, when there came a rap on the door—plainly a masculine rap it was too. “That must be Mr. Sheldon,” she said. half- aloud. “I Wonder what he can want, at this hour?” She hastened to the door, unbarred it, and flung _1t wide open, naturally expecting to see the mine-owner, for she seldom had any other evening visitor, except when new and then, a miner’s wife Would dro in, for a minute. As she _o ned the 'or, a stranger stepped uickly Wit in the cabin—Ta 1 man, wearinga ull mask, and enveloped in a long.r cloak. As he did so, he pushed Hannah away from the door, and close and barred it. “Silence!” he ordered. sternly. "- Utter a cry, and I’ll blow your brains out! Sit down, onder, and calm yourself, for I mean you no rm. - “ 0h! sir, who are you, and whatever b11118s you here?” _ “ Do as I bld you, madam I” sternly. White and trembhng, Hannah obeyed, 1191‘ heart ming to rise up, and choke her. - With is back against the door, the stranger drew a revolver from beneath his cloak, and toyed with it in a significant manner. “It matters not who I am, madam,” he an- swered. “ I came here, on a matter of busi- ness.” “ Business, sir—what businesscan you have with me?” “ I came to ask some questions. If you an. swer them correctly, all will be well for you. It not, all will not be well!” “ ()h! I will answer them, sir, if I can!" “ Quite sensible of you!” He. was silent a moment, in thought. Then, he. went on: “ About two months ago, a child was foundin thisramp, was there noti” “ Yes, sir.” “A boy, or girl?” “ A little boy, sir.” “ About how oldt” “ Two and a half, sir.” “ Quite pretty I” u me.’ “ What kind of hair and eyes!" “ Quite light.” “ \Vho found the child?” “ Mr. Tyndale.” ' “How was the child dressed?” “ In an embroidered white dress." “ Could the child talk?” “ Only a few words, sir.” “ Was there. nothing on the child by which it cOuld be identiiiml‘t” “ Nothing, sir.” “ You have the child in keeping?” Hannah hesitated. “ Wh do you want to know?” she asked, anxmus y. The stranger uttered a dry cough. “ I'm asking the questions—yin: answer them,” he said, gruill '. “ I have the child,” Hannah acknowledged, keeping an eye on the revolver. “ Did you adopt the child?” “ No, sir; I am keeping it.” “ On your own means?” “ No, sir.” “ Who supplies the means, then?” “A kind gentleman, who took a liking to the little one, fir.” “His name?” “ George. Sheldon, sir.” “ Ahem! What has the child been named?” “ \Ve named him Bertie Bright, sir, because he is so bright and pretty.” “ Who selected the name?” “ Mr. Sheldon.” “ He is Very much attached to the child i” “ Yes, sir.’ “ “'as the child in any way injured when found ?” “ No. sir. His clothes were covered with blood, but he was uninjured.” , “ Is Mr. Sheldon a married man?” “ No, sir.” “ Ever been married?" “ I don’t know.” “ Any scars or birth-marks on the child's bed i” “ o, sir.” “ I wish to see the child.” “ Oh! sir, he is asleep.” “ That don’t matter. I want to see him, and will see him.” “ Oh! sir, you are not going to take him away from me?” annah cried, in distress. “ Oh! please don’t, for I love him so dearly.” “ I shall not disturb the child. Lead on.” Hannah took the light, and they entered the adjoining room, where Bertie. was s.ee in he masked stranger knelt beside t e cradle, and gazed for several minutes upon the angelic face. Once or twice Hannah fancied she saw a. quiver pass over his stalwart frame; but if this were so, it was the only emotion he betrayed. At last he arose, and they left the room where he once more took up his position against the door. ‘ “ I suppose you treat the child kindly?” he sdid, dryly. “ Oh! yes, sir. it could not get an better treatment than I give it; I never have had an children of my own, sir, and I love this litt e swagger as I would one of my own,” ' “ our husband is not living, I take it.” “ No, sir. My husband was killed in tho mine.” ' “ How long ago?” . “ Nearly a year, sir.” ‘ “ Then, I suppose you will be getting married again soon.” “Ohl my, not What makes you ask that! Whom would I marry?” “ Sheldon I” “ Indeed, no—I shall never , In"?! M“- s‘yr» .~ 4 Santa. Fe Sal, the Slasher. i: Sheldon; he has intentions in another direc- tion. ’ “Ah! how is that?” “ It is talked that he is after Miss Adele J ack- t.” ' ' " Who 5’” “ Miss Adele Jackpot.” “ Jackpot?” “ Yes, sir.” “ That’s a hot old name!” And the visitor gave a perceptible sneer of disgust. ‘ I must be going!” he said. “I am deep] obli ed to you for the information ran , me am, and am glad to see the chi] in such good hands. As longsr as you remain single he shall not be disturb .” “ Is the child yours, sir?” ' “No. And, now, before I o, I want you to swear before Almighty God t at you will never mention my visit here, to-night, to a living soul. Swear as I have directed !” Hannah hesitated, then slowly obeyed. “ It is well!” the stran er said. “ Your oath is registered. Break it, at your peril! One more question: Have you those blood-stained clothes?” “ Yes. I washed them, but the stains wouldn’t come out.” . ‘ ‘ Good 1 Keep them! Under no Circumstances, whatever, give them up to any one.” “ Very well.” “ Good-night 1” And without further ado the stranger left the cabin, and Hannah barred the door after hi ,, m. Out under the soaring moon, the stranger paused, and gazed steadily up into the blue vault of heaven. Gazed thus, for several minutes, as if trying to netrate beyond the skies. hen two words escaped his lips, in a sort of agonized whis r—-— “ Florence! lorence!” A moment more and he turned, and strode away among the gloomy pines, and became lost to WOW. CHAPTER IV. A VILLAINOUS THREAT. MISS ADELE JACKPOT was counted the pret- tiest girl in Buckshot Camp, and was universally admired and respected. She was as charming in manners as she was pretty of face and figure, and so hard at contrast with her hook-nosed, old skinfiint of a father, that many doubted if a drop of his blood flowed in her veins. She was wont to rove about the camp of her own free will; was a good himtress, and often took a pilgrimage up the mountain-side, not get- ting back until a late hour. And she seldom returned without a full game- ba . 8n the day which opens our story she had set out on one of these trips, armed With her gun and plenty of ammunition, and finding ame scarce in the lower hills, had wandered gar up the mountainside—much further, indeed than she had supposed, until she found night comin rapidly Ol . So, aving secured only a few birds, and a 'rabbit, she set out on her return to Buckshot. But, although she hurried along briskly, night overtook her some miles from the cam ,and the moon came up and soared high in t e starry vault of the heavens, ere she Sighted the lights of the camp below her. She was et a full mile distant from the camp, but now elt a comparative sense of safety, and, very much fatigued from her tramdp, s e seated herself for a moment on a b0 1 er, to rest. ‘ As she did so_ a man stepped from a clump of bushes, and confronted her, at which she gave a little scream of alarm. Then she saw who it was. “Oh! is it on, Mr. Sheldon?” n “ Yes, my ir Adele. I heard you were out on one of your jaunts 11115) the mountain, and coming ed lest had befallen on, I came to lookyouup,” the mine—owner d, gal- lant] . “ 'Fhat. was, veiiy kind of you, I am sure,” Adele said, “and am sure Will thank you for our interest in my beh f. ’ “ apa, bah!” Sheldon said, snapping his fin- ers contemptuously. “Do you know Adele, I on’t believe a drop of‘Old J ackpot’s blood runs in our veins?” ‘ 0b! howcan yousayso,sir? Iamsure he has been a very good parent to me.” “That be as it me , the contrast between you two is too strong or me to have any doubts about the matter. He’s of the brute species; you are an angel. Adele, do you know I had more than one purpose in coming to meet you to-ni' ht?” “ r. Sheldon?” “Yes, Adele; I have something of the utmost importance to say to ou—something, I fancy, that ou already antiCipate!” “ b! no, sir. I do not know—I—I—do not understand you, sir!” “ Then, dearest Adele, I will make it lainer for you, so that you will understand. on are aware that for some time (past, I have been pay- ing you my addresses, an have made you pre- sents of several little trinkets, as tokens of my esteem. Have you not guessed why I, who am naturally so cold and distant, have warmed toward you? It was because I have grown to love on and want you for my wife!” “ h! 'Mr. Sheldon!” “Nay, do not feign to be surprised, for I know you have anticipated this proposal, and are in a measure pre ared for it. You know I love 1you—passionate y and devotedly; that no one e se but your lovely self could ever find a place in my affections. Mine is not the mush- room love of callow youth, but the sincere affec- tion of mature years. And now, Adele, become my wife, and become the love-light of the hand- some home I will shortly provide for you !” Adele was silent for a moment, her gaze bent upon the ground, and it was evident that she was in deep contemplation. Finally she looked up, an expression of reso- lution u on her fair face. f‘ N o, . Sheldon. I cannot marry you,” she said. “Cannot?” he a ed, taking a step nearer to her—“ cannot? glean you not?” _“”You have no rig t to ask such a question, s1r. “ I have the right! I love you, and I demand that you give me the reasons why you cannot inarr me!” he cried, passionately. “T ere are various reasons. In the first place, I do not love on, sir.” “Bah! a fig for t at! You would learn to love me, once we were married. Besides, con- sider that you will be marrying wealth and station.” “ I care not for that. It would be no tern ta- tiongor me. And I could never learn to ove ou. y “ Your second reason, girl?” “I know nothing of your past record. You might have a dozen wives living, for all I know.” “ Why, I was never married in my life !” “ I am not supposed to know about that.” “He! that is equivalent to saying I am a falsifler!” “ I said nofhing of the sort, sir.” “Your third reason?” “Is that I could never consent to marr a man old enough to be my father. So let t at settle it. I have no more to say, and must be gomg.” “, top!” the mine-owner cried, turning purple with rage. “ You do not know whom you are dealing with, girl! Dare not move an inch un- til you hear me out, or it will be the worse for you. I am not the man to brook. defeat—ah! no. I see how it all is. at black-hearted gambler, Rowdy Jack, has stolen you from me! “That is false!” Adele cried, warmly. “I detest him as much as I do ou!” “Ha! You detest me, 0 you? Curse you girl! I’ll make you crawl at my feet yet—mind you that! You ought to be well aware that I am master in Buckshot Camp, and my word is law. Now, do you again refuse to marry me, . Adele Jackpot?’ “ I do now most positively refuse!” was the prom t answer. “ en you are lost. My wer in Buckshot Cam is such that my wor is above question. You ave scorned and rejected me, andI will have reven 0. When I return to the camp, ev- ery one shal know that you are no longer a re- spectable and moral character. That is all—you may go!” An . the wretch laughed in demoniac tri- “"i‘z” oor Adele! White as' death, she paces, and then .pausin .. uttered but a single wo : “ Monster I” Then she fell to the ground in a deather swoon. At the same moment there sprung from be: bind a huge bowlder near at hand a man, who, with indignant mien, confronted the ‘ villainous mine-owner. ' red away a few 0 looked back,‘and in, He was as fine a specimen of manhood as (me could wish to gaze u on—tall, 'wellerOportioned, and with the broa chest and swelling muscles of a Hercules. His face was clear-cut and classic of feature, yet dark and swarthy as a Spaniard’s. His eyes were black, his graceful mustache, goatee, and 101g, flowing hair of the same color. is attire consisted of top-boots, gold-fringed pantaloons, a pleated white shirt, with broad collar thrown ogen at the threat, a purple velvet jacket, an a Spanish sombrero, pinned up at the left side With a diamond-studded star. A handsome, dashing and picturesque-looking fellow, but the glitter in his midnight. eyes caused George Sheldon to quail. “ Cowardly villain!” the stran er hissed, “ you little suspected that your dev ish threat was overheard 1” “And care less!” Sheldon replied, trying to put on a bold front. “What may be your name, my fantastic Greaser friend?” ‘I am a Spaniard, you cur, and you know what a Spaniard’s hate is! As for my'name, it is Don Juan Carlos, and I am a man in whose veins th'e princely blood of honor flows fast and with exceeding warmth. You, sir, are a mono grel our and a ruflian !” “ Take care, sir, how you talk to me!” Sheldon cried, turning red with rage. although in his heart of hearts he feared this dashing stranger, and wished himself well out of his presence. “ You ,plainly do not know who you are talk- in to. E To a contemptible wretch and monster!” was the quick retort. “ I care not if you were a king you low—lived scoundrel; I fear you not. I over eard your conversation with yonder in- nocent maiden, and your villainous threat to ruin her fair name, out of revenge, because she refused to marry you. Oh you coward— you demon! I’ve a notion to kill you where you stand. _ “ But n0' it shall not be said that Don Carlos stained his hard with a coward’s blood, for he is wont to meet on] brave men. ‘ “ Mind you, owever, George Sheldon, or whoever you are, dare to asperse yonder girl’s fair name ever, either by word or insinuation, and I will put a dagger through your black heart if I have to follow you to the furthermost limits of the earth! “ Go, now, and thank Don Juan Carlos that you still live!” The Spaniard’s right forefin er pointed com- mandinfgl toward uckshot amp and without a word eldon stalked away, and disappeared down the mountain side. ‘ He was only too glad to accept the order to o, for the stranger had inspired him With real rror. CHAPTER V. SHELDON AND SANTA’ FE SAL. , AFTER Sheldon was out of sight, Don'Juan stood for the space of five minutes gazing down toward the twmkling lights of the mining-camp. His figure was drawn erect, as though be ex— pected some foeman to attack him; his hands, white and soft as a woman’s, were clinched un- til the nails fairly cut the flesh. His face was dark with passion, while his eyes gleamed with a ven eful light. Thus he stood, wit out utterin a syllable, un- til he suddenly seemed to remem r poor Adele, lying so white and silent, only a few feet away. He went quickly, and knelt by her side, and azed into her face, which was upturned to the gm: of the moon. . “ Beautiful!” was his comment, “and yet, that wretch would have ruined herfair name, for the sake, of revenge. Ah! George Sheldon, I’ll watch you closely! You are fast nearing the end of your rope.” ' ' He at once set to work at chafing Adele’s hands, and trying to restore her to conscious- nese. There was no water at hand, but he finally got her blood into circulation, and after a con- vulsive shuddering, she opened her 97‘ 8- She gazed upinto. his face, Searchligly, and I then arose'to a Sitting posture. . “ Has be gone?" She ,' mtha shudder. “ Yes, dear lady. sent the dastardly wretch away, and on have nothing more to fear from him, for if e seeks to defame, your character I have sworn tekill 'him. I do not believe hewill dare run the riskot incurring my wrath. does, he is adead man i” ' “ Who are you, sir?” I “ A stranger in these parts, who erriv in time ,fofidv‘e‘ ou ' ."from»a worse ate this: merely tvlie mythmt. My name is .. . - A" .. I-l‘”: we»; .“ ..l" Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher. 5 Don Juan Carlos, lady, and I am a rover of the Wide world.” ‘-‘ Then, pray accept my heartfelt thanks, sir, for our timely interference. George Sheldon is a ad, bad man. I never knew he was such a base villain, until he intercepted nie to—night!” “ Ah! that’s it. A person never knows aman until the true test comes, but it is morally cer- tain that the had pomts in a person will come out, sooner or later. There’s not a shadow of a doubt but what Sheldon is a thoroughbred vil— lain, but I don’t believe he will trouble you any more. If he does, I’ll not be far away. and I’ll agree to dirpose of his case, in short order, take my word for- it.” “ You are very kind, sir, and I wish I had some way of repaying you, but, unfortunately, I did not bring any money—~” ‘ “ Tut! tut! l’ray do not insult me by offer- ing to pup mo 1'! u' protecting a Woman from the vi lainy of a human demon. Any man with a spark of honor in him would protect an insulted woman. Your name is—” “Adele. My father keeps the only saloon in the camp.” “ A poor place for a young lady like you, is it not?” “ Oh! yes, sir. I have often tried to coax my father to go out of that low business, but he will not. But, you see I never enter the saloon. We have living rooms in the rear.” “Ah. I presume you have a number of beaux?” “Oh! no. I have no bcaux. All the people treat me kindly, but there is none among them I would accept as company.” They convei‘sed for seine time longer; then the Don escorted her to the outskirts of the camp, where they bade each other adieu, the Don reiterating his promise to see to it that George Sheldon did not molest Adele, a second time. l'v'hcn Sheldon left Don J nan, he hurried rapidly toward the mining-camp, hopim1r to cool down the rancorous assion that burned within his breast; but l‘apli walking acted more as an excitant than a sedative, for by the time he reached the edge of the camp, he was in even a more furious state of rage than when he left -. the dashing Don. “ Curses on the fellow! Who can he he?" was the question the excited mine-owner puzzled himself with. “ Is he really some perambulat— ing Don as he claims? No, no! I dont believe it! He speaks English well, but has the a men rance of a Spaniard. Yet I do not believe 0 is what he represents. He made a threat against my life, unless I let up on Adele—curse her! I won- der if he would put it into execution. It won’t do me any good to run any risks—l’ve got too much at stake. Still, the fellow may be a spy, and it won‘t do me any llill‘llb to have him silenced. I wonder how I’ll work it?” ' He ineditated on the matter, as he walked along, but did not appear to arrive at any c011- cluswn. On reaching the camp he went direct to the Jackpot Saloon, where he_ learned of what had taken place there, earlier in the evening. The dead miner’s body had been removed, and Rowdy Jack was at the local doctor’s, get- ting fixed up. . . After hearing the details of the affair, Sheldon went thoughtfully to his own cabin. It was not the largest in the cam ,but was the mo comfortably furnished, and casted of li le luxuries foreign to those far-away 'min ng abodes. Unlockingr the door, the mine-owner entered the habitation, and then closed and barred the door ter him. As e did s0, his nostrils were greeted with the odor of tobacco smoke. He detected it more readily, because he did not use the weed, him- ’ self. “What the deuce does this \mean?” he ex- claimed. “ Hello! who 15 In this cabin?” No answer. _ All was intensely dark, and Silent. ~ “I’ll mighty! soon see who 18 in here!” Sheldon growled, groping around. _ _ , He at last found a lamp, 11!? It, and turning the light on, glared about only to utter a start- led ejaculation of astonishment. Seated in an easy-chair, with her feet elevated on a writing-table, and a cigar between her fingers, wasno less a person than Santa Fe Sal, ap arently In full possession of solid enjoyment. he nodded nonchalantly at the mule-owner, and pointed to a chair. “ Take a seat, guv’nor!” she said, “and make yourself at home. Nice evening out!” George Sheldon. stared at her, as if he could not believe the ewdence of his senses. “ Who in thunderation are you?” he demand- ed, sternly, “ and what in the deuce are you do- ing in my cabin?” ‘You’r’ a reg’lar old boss on expletives, ain’t ye?” Sal observed. “ So this is your shebang, ist it?” “ Yes, this is my shebang!” “Oh! so it is! How absent-minded in me to forget it. Take a seat! take a seat!” “ Will you tell me who you are, and what you are doing here, or will you not?” thundered Sheldon. “Why, cert, old socks—cert, I will! Down whar I cum from they call me Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher, ’cause when I git inter a soiree, an’ hev a six-inch bowie, I kin carve the hull crowd, in no time!” “ Ha! you’re the niurderess!” “ The what?” “ The murderess of—” “ Whoa! slow up there, now! A little of that goes a good ways. I’m not a murdercss, nor anything 0’ the sort. I put a pill in thet fel- ler’s cabeza, ’ca’se ’I’d told him if he come for me he was a dead man. He came, and you bet he went, quicker’n he came. I was justified in saltin’ him, ’eause they wanted to skin an old organ-grinder and me, too.” “ Nevertheless you are a iiiurderess, and your 11 ck will my the penalty of your crime!” “ They haven’t got me yet!” “ I can very easy give the alarm!” “But, come now, you wouldn’t do anythin so mean as that, would youf” and Santa Fe Sa smiled sweetly, while a cocked revolver came up within the scope of Sheldon’s vision. “ You’d better take a scat, George. You look awful tired and tuckered out. Your nasal ap— pendage don’t indicate that you are addicted to the‘ilowing bowl or I should recommend that you take a dose of invigorating essence, to brace you up. Sit down, (icorgw—sit right down, and make yourself at home. No hurry ’bout callin’ in yer finest police, just yet;———I’in in in . particu- lar hurry. “’hcn I fall in \\ i’ an old fagot like you, 1 like to have a pleasant chat. So sit right dowlif” ' During this haranguo Santa Fe Sal’s weapon had kept on a dead line with the mine-owner’s heart. and he was fully conscious of the fact; so, with a smothered oath, he sunk upon a chair. Santa Fe Sal then laid her revolver upon the tab! x. within easy reach. “ How did you get in here?” Sheldon growled. “Oh! just walked in, in the usual cvcry‘day style. I found the door unlocked, and, as the night was rather warm without . at that particu- lar moment, I thought I’d come in, and cool off.” I “ You lie !—-the door was not'unlockcd !” “ Oh! well, maybe it wasn’t; You see I am so absent-minded, sometimes, that I get the horse before the cart. Anyhow, I got in. Af- ter I found you lived here, I was glad I came." “ How so?” “Oh! because. Knowin’ you was a bi -bug, I concluded of course you’d be in nee of a secretary, or a clerk, and ef any one can suit you, lean.” ' “You’ll get a clerkship in a better place than this camp, before the night’s over 1” was the grim response. “Not a bit! I’m to be your clerk from now, on. I’m a person of great influence, especially in law matters, should your affairs get mixed up in court.” a George Sheldon winced. “ See here—you‘re a detective!” he declared, more sitivel than interrogatively. San a Fe Sa laughed. “ Well, I don’t mind telling you that I’ve read seyeral stories about detectives,” she retorted, With a shrug of her shoulders. Sheldon shifted uneasily in his chair. “You are here after me?” he said. “ I was I” “ Then, wh are you not now?” “Because want a clerkship!” “ To the deuce with that! What do you want of that?” “ Well, you see, I’ve got myself in a boat by that scrape at the saloon, and need powerful in- fluence. I heard before I came here that you ran the town, and make its people walk a chalk- line. You can take sides with me, make the people keep their books off from me, and I’ll clerk for you.” Sheldon Whistled. “Ah! I see,” he said. “ And for that. you throw up the charge {IOU have against me?” “ You’ve hit the bu ’s-eye 1” Sheldon reflected. “Well, now, see here,” he said. “ I do con— trol the‘will of the big majority of the peeple in one way or another, but this matter of es- pousin your cause is a ticklish one. It depends according to what sort of a charge you have got against me. Do you see!” Sal nodded. “ I have a bench warrant for your arrest for ' “ Ah The mine-owner drew a sigh of relief, as much as to say: “ I am glad it’s no worse!” Aloud. he said: “A bench warrant will take a man wherever found?” “ It will—- anywhere in the United States, or T01‘1'It( )ries. ” “ Are there others on the case?" “ Yes. But I am the only one who traced you here.” At this a strange gleam entered the mine owner’s eyes, that Sal apparently did not notice. “ Then you swear that, if I free you from all danger of disturbance by our people, you will throw up the job, become my clerk, and work to the end of screening me from that charge?” “ I swear it!” Santa Fe Sal declared, lilting her hand. “ Very well! I’ll fix it. You remain here, and I will go and see. what I can do. Under no cir- cumstances leave the cabin, as tin-re may be spies in the vicinity who would gobble you up - and, once you got in the hands of the mob, I could do nothing for you.” “ Very well. When you return you will find me here.” So George Sheldon took his departure, a dia— bolical smile wrcathing his countenance, once he was outside the cabin. That he meant mist hief was evident! CHA PTER VI. DE'i‘Ec'IIVEs 1N COUNCIL. SANTA FE SAL Vlk‘il enough knew, by Shel- dcn’s ready acceptance of her pro )osal, that he had an object in view, and that object was clear to her mind. Having told him that she was the only one in the. camp representing his Denver case, if he could set the mob on hei', and thus secure her destruction, that would iid himself of his only immediate enemy. “You are the fool, Mr. Geor e'Sheldon,” she muttered, after he had gone. ‘ You shouldn’t believe everything you hear. As you propose to play the smart on me, an reroh‘.” She arose. tiptocd to the door, and listened. All was silent without. The hour u as so late, many of the miners apd their families were in bed. Liiting the latch, she found that she could oyen the door. This. in some degree, was a surprise, for she had had an idea that Sheldon had secured it on the outside. Such, however, was not the case, and she was free to step out in the open air. She had little fear of spies being in the vicin- ity, as it was not probable that any one had known of her presenCe at the cabin prior to Sheldon’s leaving it. And so it proved. Most of the cabins in the im cdiate vicinity were dark, and she had no difllgufity in stealing away and getting beyond the confines of the camp. Then she hastened along the mountain-side to the southward. She continued on, without pausing, until she had gone mayhapl three miles. At this point er further progress was inter- fered with by a terrible abyss that crossed her path. It was, perhaps, a hundred feet from side to side, and its walls ran perpendicularly down- ward, to a considerable depth, while above the mountains towered far toward the sky. From the depths of this mountain seam came the faint rear and rush of water. . Searching carefully around, Santa Fe Sal soon succeeded in fin ing a ine cone, which she ignhited with a match, an soon had a bright lig t. She then bent over the ledge, and held this firch to get a View into the abyss for some dis- nce. ' On the side where she was, a thick net-work of robbery. committed in Denver!” she answered. m heavy vines began at the edge of the ledge. and ’ ran down the rocky wall until they could no longer be seen. _ “Yes, this is the pomt,” the girl said, “and now for the descent. It isn’t every one that Evould have the nerve to try it, but I guess! ave.” ' She flung the torch into the abyss, and watched its downward descent. Down, down, down it went, with great 1‘90“- ‘ .i A fi'j'wfi‘rgl, 1‘5“?- '- ‘ m thorou h! p - “fiThenjha 4'? the” SlaSher. ~ is: :‘r' 7 Santa. Fl? ity, until the flame seemed but a spark, and then finally disappeared altogether. ‘ Then, securing her weapons properly, Santa Fe Sal caught hold of the top vines, and swunIg herself over the edge of the recipice. t was certainly a daring, if not foo hardy under- taking. The vines creaked and swayed under her weight, and it seemed as if the slender strands, that ran to the top of the cliff must give way, and precipitate the venturesome girl into the depths of the yawning chasin; but, judging by the fearlessness and agility with which she Went downward, she had tried the novel ladder before. Many minutes were consumed, before the bot- tom of the rift was reached. Here all was densest darkness. She stood still at the point where her feet touched the stone bottom, and putting her fin- gers to her lips, blow a shrill whistle. The elfect was startling. I The sound went detonating loud and distinct along the rocky ,Walls, until, after several sec-- ends, it died out in the distance. A few moments after the signal the li ht of a bull’s-eye lantern burst forth, only a ew feet from her and a man up )roached. " Is that you, Sally?’ he asked. “ Yes, here I am.” “ Then, follow me!” He turned and retraced his footsteps, Santa Fe Sal following. For a uarter of a mile, they proceeded, and then sud only came upon a large camp-fire, in rounding a curve. The fire was located under an extensive ledge of cuts reading rock, so that/no reflection of it teach the top of the chasm, above. Seated around the fire, were three rsons. A One. and the most noticeable, wast eSpanish— looking individual whom we have before met— Don Juan Carlos. The second person was of about Don’s own age, but a true American in personal appear- ance. - _ He was tall, well built, and had a handsome physiognomy, almost be h in up once, lit 11 by a pair of brilliant( ark eyes. is face was cigan shaven, and his hair cut close to his head. His hair, however, was as white as driven snow, and there Were care-lines upon his forehead, stamped the by some deep trouble. ‘ Near him, 11 the rocks, lay along-haired wig, showing that he was wont to conceal his white hairs, when in public. The third person was old Alvin Green, the organ-grinder, and near at hand were his organ and monk ——the homely beast that had done such fear! havoc to Rowdy J ack’s good looks. The man who had conducted Santa Fe Sal to this scene, was a sharp—featured, ferreteyed fel- low of diminutive stature, whose looks would not favorably impress a skeptic that he was any too honest. The appearance of Santa Fe Sal caused the men about the camp-fire to rise, and give her ' words of welcome. ,. “ We were afraid some ill had befallen you, lady” the man with the gray hair. said, “ 9. ve been anxiously waiting for your comin .” _ » _ “ I am rather late, that’s a fact,” the girl de- tective answered, “ but I suppose Alvin has told you one of the eausas.” , “ es, indeed, and that was one of the causes for our uneasiness. ‘Tell us how you came out.” , Santa Fe Sal complied, by g1an in detail all that had occurred from the time of Alvin’s [light up to the time of her leavmg Sheldon’s cabin, and setting out for the r1ft_ rendezvous. “The shooting of the miner is likely to prove detrimental to our interests,” the gray-haired man remarked. “It bars you from the freedom of the camp, at I. time when so ,much depended upon on.” r . “ ot at all, Mr. Bell,” Sal re lied, confident- . “ In the morning, I shall in the camp “ again, as bi as life, and thce as natura .” 1’ “But, in isguise, of course?” _ “ Cert! I have a g 1y assortment of (11.?- guises, concealed near the cam , and when it comes to ‘ makin’ up’ I’m a reg :- stage actor.” .. “ So Sheldon is we . and on his guard?” . “You bet! He don tmean to be taken from the camp, without a. fight.» He’s got big backin’. and a boodle to pay for it. How did you make out, Mr, Ball?” ' . _ “ Good. There's. not the shadow of a doubt but what your original suspicion was correct. I satisfied.” - . 'is all required, except the They will be hard to get, I fear f unluckythe crowd got on to Alvin,» 1’s. ' n ,the Don replied whereupon be related his , and it 3‘ con-' hard, for it renders his ‘ fake,’ practically out of the race. I don’t reckon youd like to try it over again, eh Alvin?” ' And Santa lie Sal laughed heartily. “ No; one trial of that kind is enough!” the old man replied, his eyes wide open, and form erect, showing conclusively that he was neither blind, nor decrepit. “ Did you see any one besides Sheldon, that a finger might be pomted at?” Ball asked. “ No one, in particular. I had no time to ob- serve in fact. I can do better, to-morrow. The ideal have is, to spot Sheldon’s most intimate ally, and he’s our man to work.” “ How about Rowdy Jack, the man who pitched onto me?” queried Alvin. “I haven’t forum! an opinion, yet. There may be something in him, and there may not. About the only thing that’s troubling me, now, is how we are going to get Sheldon out of Buck- shot. He will be ready for us, and you can bet ever man in the camp will swear by him!” “ see no other way than to let Mr. Bokus. here, fetch us the backing he claims he can get,” Ball responded, looking at the man with the fer- ret eyes and sharp features. Santa Fe Sal also took a keen look at the man, who withstood the scrutiny without flinch- m r “ I am not quite sure about Bokus,” Sally said, directly—“ not quite sure. He may be solid meat. but it may also be indigestible and worthless.” “ If you think I’d go back on you, afterwhat you’ve done by me, you are very much mis- taken” Bokus spoke up, with spirit. “ Didn’t you nd me starving and wounded, in' the mountains, aiweek ago, and didn’t you take me in and care for me? Do you suppose I’d be in- grate enough, to go back on you?” , “ Maybe not. You say you were put on arole, for sleeping at your ,ost—that is, ban- ished from the camp, with t eprivilege of re- turning in a week ’9” ' “ Yes. The week expired yesterday.” “Discouraged at the reproof, you sought to seek civilized parts, but was shot and wounded by some unknown person?” “ Yes, ma’am.” “You claim that this Captain Clymer is an outlaw, and is your half-brother?” f“ Heis. We are all outlawed, the whole fifty 0 us. 3 . . “ You claim Clymer will do anything you re- quest him to do?” “ He will. He never has refusedme a favor. But he is stern, as to diseipline. I had been firipki’ng, or else I’d have never neglected my 11 . o ‘ “§(ou claim that Clymer and his men are working a secret mine, and are well armed, and hoised, and are dos rate and daring fellows, always ready for fig t?” “You bet! They’re a wild set of fellows, and life in the mines is dull, and they would like no better sport than ride into a camp, and obble all the bug-juice they could get holdfif. know I could get them to back you just for the sport and whisky they could corral. My step-brother is as big a devil as the rest.” “ But, it doesn’t look likely they wouldleave their secret mine, for fear some one would in- vade it.” “Oh! they do that, frec‘niently, leavin one guard behind. When they do, they- ta e a night’s ride through the mountains and raise such a pandemonium that they scare the wolves right into fits. If you want ’em, all ou’ve 0t to do is to say the Word, and I can get. them or “ How far from here is this secret mine?” “ That’s a secret I am bound by oath not to reveal. As long as I furnish you the assistance you need to accomplish your pu , you ought not to ask me. If on want t e men, I can have them in the vicinity of Buckshot camp on twenty-four hours’ notice.” = “Very well. I will give you notice when to start for them. And now, Alvin, that your. glad-glam“ racket is dished, what are you going 0 “That’s for you to say,:Santa. You’re the boss and I am under your instructions.” “Well, I’ll see if I can’t trump 11X some sort of a part for you in the morning. 3 for your case, Don Carlos, I have not been able to do v anything yet. But 1 h to to-morrow.” “I have alreadymadgpoene ’discovery myselifd’ “The. girl, venture upon 1: A mountain-side. Adele, reminds me of the‘ one I seek, and she is living with Buckshot.” . . v g “ That man bknown‘as Old’ Jackpot l" e the man who keeps the saloon in ‘ ‘ ...~ ' “I don’t know. You have the case, and 1 will leave you to work it out.” . “Very well. Alvin, you and I return to Buckshot in the morning. The others will re- _ main here for a safer place does not most in Arizona. If things wor ' ri ht to-morrow, you can bet Santa Fe Sal won’t up the case!” e long in winding. CHAPTER VII. 'rnE MADAME FROM EUROPE. SANTA FE SAL had not misjudged (icorgc She]- don when she formed the opinion that he meant- her mischief. That was the may thmg the villain- ous mine-owner did mean, in dead earnest. “ Curse the irl!” he muttered, as he made his way toward ,t e Jackpot Saloon. “ She’s a de- y tective, is she, and wants me for the Denver . " safe-robbery? Perhaps she wants me on other . charges also? She’s a cute one, that’s flat, and as cool as a cucumber—too dangerous a person by half to be in my way. She’s got into trouble, , and wants me to help her out on the promise of .' withdrawing the charge she has against me. That would be a fine thing for me to do now, wouldn’t it? Yes, Miss Santa Fe Sal, as you call yourself. I’ll hpr you, but it will be mto the scrape, instead of out!” When he reached the Jackpot Saloon he found a matter of fifty people still gathered there en- "agcd in discussing the tragic death of John. all, the miner. The appearance of Sheldon tended to check the confab, as all were anxious to know what he proposed. ' ‘ ,. r. . ‘ , “Come up, he s, and have something,” was the proposal, w en he entered the bar-room. “I see you all look thirsty.” And be tossed a ten—dollar gold—piece to Old Jackpot, as a ‘.‘ tip ”' to let the crowd have what they wanted. ‘ Nor did they refuse to drink, as may be sup- sed. v p0When the “ treat ” had been imbibed, Sheldon looked the crowd Over, and said: ' a “ Boys, I have been thinking over the matter of the shooting of John Hall, and have come to the conclusion that it was a foul and atrocious crime!” , The crowd uttered a murmur of approval. . “ That’s jest our sentiment,” Spoke upa rninen, “John was as squar’ a man as that was in the - camp, an’ ef he was a leetle hasty in'venturin’ for’a’d, contrary to the gal’s orders, she hadn’t no bizness to plug. him.” ‘ “ Of Course not. It was a foul and a bare- facedmurder, and lynching is the fate the of. fender should be treated to when she is caught. . She is evidently a desperate character the very, ‘ ‘ fact that she sports around in men’s clothing is against her, and casts a re roach on the a.er reputation of your wives an daughters. I say the woman ought to be strung up without mercy!” . , “Hurray! hurray! Of course she had!” I chorused the crowd. “But where is she? She L" ca’n’t be found—she’s sloped!” “Nothing of the sort. Now, look here. I ,- know just where she can be found but before I tell you, you must promise me this—that you will follow me with the utmost stealth, or she 'mavvgive you the slip.” . ‘ “ e promise! we promise!” cried the men, in, one voice. “Lead ahead, boss!” ‘ '2 “Get your» halter ready before you 0, So there may be no- delay 1” Sheldon or ered. “There’s a tree right near where she; will be found!” ( . , ~ No time was lost in procuring the la, ' t, andgl making a noose of one end of it that wmild'hav A l"? gone 1ctredit to the mythological Judge nnse . ‘ - Then cautioning his followers again to‘silence Sheldon led the way from the Joe pot. v ‘ ' l , Out-of-doors the camp was quiet. ' Those who had not been at the saloon were at home and m. theirbedsv- . . a . Silently and like so many grim shadows ofthe night, the gang stole toward the Sheldon cabin, _, in the mellow light of the soaring moon. l ’i ,9, At last the cabin was. reached and by the to; mine-owner’s directions, the men died to either’ side of the doorway. . . V Then Sheldon opened the door and; stepped;- {Efflftbe room, a smile of triumph playing overt. s ace. - ' .. . The next instant, however, he uttered ,a bit- lter malediction, that brought the crowdtqfihe oor. . . , . . p d “ S e’s gone! she’s‘ he!” Sheldon; cried. , “ Qui klscour the neig borhood, arid we be abletonab her yet!’ ' . ., I , With yells of r at being detected the sec... ' 0nd time, the gang gen tobeatabout in every; ~ ' direction, but of course they hadytheimhbqr -»_ ._.n _ ._ .5, A:,.'. ,i, Santa. Fe Sal, the Slasher. 7 nothing; and at last, a crestfallen crowd, they went back to Sheldon’s Cabin and demanded an ex lanation. The mine-owner gave the full particulars—of course screening himself as much as possible—— and succeeded in lulling the sudden ill-feeling that seemed to have arisen. That ended the disturbances of the night, so far as Buckshot Camp was concerned. The next day dawned bright and clear, and the miners were, as usual, early astir, and went to their work, which left somewhat less than half of the iopulation about town. Among the noticeable things to be seen about the camp were several c1'oil Rowdy Jack had made, before being strung up. This man’s name was Big Bloomer—at least that was the name he Went by in Buckshot— and be was envious of Pete Painter—a rival as it were, for prestige among the miners. Some there were who looked up to him as a sort of leader; but Painter undoubtedly had the lion’s share of popularity as far as the tWo men, were concerned. “ I tell you what it is, boss,” Bloomer said in c nclusion, “Jack’s charges have lost you a heap of popularity with some of the boys, and I’ve sounded ’em all, and find out a good many of ’em don’t think used to. There’s Pete Painter’s crew—I’ve hecrd some broad hints thrown out by them that the matter orter be investigated but the boys as tellers me they allus goes as I do.” Geor re Sheldon smothered a curse. This bit of news gave him no little uneasiness. “ So you think some of the boys are inclined to turn on me, eh?” he said, grating his teeth. “ I wouldn’t be 3" ~risod, sir.” “‘Curse theml ook here, Bloomer, I’ve al— ways found you a close-mouthed fellow, where your own interests were concerned.” “ Waal, I Should smile, boss. I ain’t no blah- snoot, nor never was, nor I ain’t no fool—you can bet the Big Bear mine on (hat I” “ Exactly. Now, in regard to Rewdy Jack’s story, some parts of it might prove to be true, and some might not. Again, when the thing gets noised around, detectives may make an at- tempt to yank me out of the town. Don’t you see?” “ On course I do.” “ Arid, in 011% Such an attempt be made, then is the time Painter and his gang would be most likely to go against me. Eh?” “ You’re a-shoutin’, boss.” “ Now, I don’t intend to ever be taken out of Buckshot, if I ham to fight till blood runs down the mountain-side.” “ Bully for you! Bully for you i” g0 won of'you, as they I “ Are you with me, Bloomer?” “ Tooth, temper an’ toe-nail, boss.” “ Good. You will never have cause to regret it. If it Comes to war, and we win, I’ll make you boss foreman of the mine. Now, then, how many of the boys are there, who regularly fol- low on?” “ can count on twenty—five.” “Not enough. by a quarter. Now, look here, Bloomer. See how many men you can get to stand up for me and tight torme in case of trouble. Understand?” “ Yes.” “I’ll Jay every man who can be relied on, twenty- ve dollars—the more, the better.” “ Kcrect.” . “And for every man you get over, I’ll give you, individually, ten dollars.” " “ It’s a bargain.” “Very well. Now, don’t be hasty, but go careful. Work it up on the quiet, by all means, and it' possible don’t let Painter get the cue.” “ Depend on ct, I’ll fix it, boss. There’s a lot 0’ the boys wants money had, and they’ll bite. If I get fifty men?” “ All the better. You get fifty men you can rely on, and I’ll give you a hundred dollars be- side your commission. ’ _ The then separated, Sheldon gomg toward his ea in. “ The devil’s to ay, now !” he gritted. “Why in thunder didn’t put Rowdy Jack out of the way before he ot an opportunity to open his mouth? Curse iml This is liable to make me a heap of trouble. This matter of Painter and his gang turning against me, is bad, too, for when they discover that Adele is missing, the will naturally lay her disappearance to me. f Hannah only gets the girl, Santa Fe Sal, I’ll take care she never does any one any harm again. This is a desperate case, and only des- 1 pm ate remedies are to be used, new.” 1 He remained at the cabin, until most of the crowd had gone into the Jackpot, then he made , a careful approach to Madame Samuels’s tent. A light was burning inside, and he entered without ceremony. “ Good-evening.” the madame said, in a soft, oily voice. “\Vhat (an I do for you to—night, l‘ir. Sheldon?” ! “ How do you know my name?” “ You were pointed out to me.” “ Do you know where I live?” “ I do.” . The mine-owner hesitated a moment. “ It won’t pay me to spare m< ney at this stage of the game!” he reasoned, so, aloud, he said: “ How is business?” “ Very poor.” “Town is no good, eh?” tt N0.” “ Suppose you will leave soon?” “ I expect to.” “ Where for?” ' “.I have no place in View.” “ How would you like to stay here?” “ What to do?” “Guard a woman, who is to be kept hidden for a few days, to carry out a den.” “ I am not particular what do, air, as long as it fetches money.” . ‘ _ “Then, I’ve a job for you. The price is one thousand dollars, for not more than ten days.” “ Count mo engaged, then. That suits me!” “Very Well. You can be relied upon?” “ Perfectly!” “Enough said! Rap at my cabin door, one hour from now, and be ready for biznessl” “I will be there, sir!” Bowing, Shelckn withdrew from the tent. “ So far. good!” he chuckled. “ If things work this way, I’ll win my gait e, yet!” CHAPTER XV. A LETTER FROM THE DEAD. THE miners who had claimed that it was Santa Fe Sal who had rescued Rowdy Jack from a certain death, had not been mistaken; it_was the daring girl detective, who rode like a light— ning {lash down hrough the ca , caught the swaying body of he gambler, in er arms, and at the same time out the lariat b which he was suspended—then dashed on, be ore the aston- check her. . Straight out of the camp, and then slantmse down the mountain-side she rode, holding Rowdy Jack across the saddle-bow, in front of her. For half a mile she procaeded thus, then, ab- ruptly headed her steed back 11 the mountain, again, finally reaching the w ed bench, Where she and Robert Sheldon had consulted. 8. hours previous. few . ’ ‘ - ished Regulators could raise a hand or voice to . - law—1‘.“ ,1:— ~- .. p... .-v—.—-—;-.; a: Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher. 13 Within one of the moonlit aisles, she drew rein, and dropped the form of Rowdy Jack to thfi ground, after which she dismounted, her- se . Jack had returned to his senses, but being bound, hand and foot, was of course helpless. She dragged him to a tree, and leaned him up against it, in asitting osition, so that the moon- light streamed down t rough an opening in the tree-tops, full u n him. He recogniz her, as she stood before him, but did not offer to speak, until sgoken to. “ Well, sir, how do on feel y this time?” Santa Fe Sal demand , surve ing him keenly. “ I feel that my chances for ife are somewhat better than they were a few minutes ago,” he replied, with a shrug of his shoulders. “ I thou ht it was all up with me, then.” “ on’t be too sure but what it is now!” Sal said, in a. way that implied a threat. “ It’s a pre certain fact that you deserve a fate worse than ynchin .” “ Maybe I 30,” was the answer. “I know In gist record ain’t as clear as it might be. But 'dn‘t knife old Jack t.” “ I am satisfied of bat. It was George Shel- don who did that.” . “You are right. I’m .a purty hard cuss, oun woman, an’ mebbe it would ’a' been the st if you had let ’em lynched me. But, bad as Ive been, I argue that Sheldon knocks me clean out 0’ time for downright meanness and villainy.” _ “ Probably you are right. Do you know, Rowdy Jack, who and what I am?” “I allowed, the first I saw of you, that you were a detective.” H I am 1‘. “ And you’re after me?” “ Not in particular, although, accordingto the story you told at the lynching-tree, I should ar- rest ou.” . “ id ou overhear what I said?” ‘9 I dig and made up my mind to rescue you, and see if I could use you.” “ In what way?” “As evidence against George Sheldon.” Rowdy J ack’s e e sparkled vengefully. “ You can bet ’11 give him away, now ” he gritted, “after his cowardly attempt to get rid of me and Old Jackpot.” “ Do you swear that what you told the crowd is true?’ . I “ I dol As God IS in witness, I uttered the truth, and nothing but t e truth. “It was George Sheldon who killed Florence, his son’s wife?” “ It was.” “ Did you ever see George Sheldon’s son?” H No.7 “Where did you meet George Sheldon first?” “In Buckshot. We got acquainted at the card- table. I and Jackpot got acquainted with him about the same time.” “ Sheldon hired on and Jackpot to intercept and kill Florence heldon?” “ He did.” “ How did he come to do this?” “ I guess he sized us up, as bein’ on the make. Anyhow, he pum awa at us until he found we were’n’t particular w at we did, so long as we got the pay“ for it. Then he come out and told us what he wanted done, and we made a bagfiam. We umped him too, until we got his 3) .dgigcp, and he gave us the story as I told it n1 . r ‘ hat terms did you make with him?” “ Ohl we bled him, and don’t you forget it! First we told him we would do the job for five hundred, cash down. He came to time, an’ afterward we told him we’d made up our mind we couldn’t do the .ipb short 0’ five thousand apiece. He kiCked 11 e a steer, at first, but it wasn’t no use. When We tom h We’d give him dead away if he dldn’t come to t e, he'p‘anked down the cash. ” “ Then you set out to commit the crime?" “ ” “He accom nied 011?” “ Yes. He’gaafrafd We“ Play him for a sucker.” “ Where did you find Florence Sheldon?” t» “ About fifteen miles south of Buckshot,” “You told the crowd that you and Jackpot both fired at her?” “We did“; She was coming 11 the gulch. We three were crouching in the bus 98, near the trail. Sheldon ordered us to fire. an’ we let drive. Our bullets ‘went wide of the mark, however.” “ Then—” » ‘ h “The annawoman ut spurs to her one and died to ride past 1:3. as, get around a bend In the gulch. Sheldon got mad, snatched my I not sorry. If ‘I can rifle away from me, and fired, hitting the woman plum in the forehead, and killing her instantl ." “ Wel ?” “ Sheldon ordered me to bur the woman, an’ fetch the kid to Buckshot in t 6 dead 0’ night, and drop it. Then he an’ Jackpot started back for Buckshot.” “ You buried the woman?” “Yes. I fixed her away in the best shape I could, for I felt mighty guilty, tho’ I didn’t harm a hair of her head. ’ “ How is it the child has not recognized either of you three in connection with the murder?” ‘ We were all masked. Then the kid was 'too youxlilg to talk then?” “ ow is it that Sheldon has supported the child?” “Dunno, unless he got tackled by remorse, and felt in duty bound to do it.” Santa Fe Sal paced to and fro for several m?ultes, in meditation. Finally she paused, and as er : . “ Dld on search the clothing of Florence Sheldon efore you buried her?” “ I did.” “What did you find i” “ Nothing but a paper and a few cents in monay.” “ hat was the paper?” “ A confession.” “ Ah! What did you do with it?” Rowdy Jack hesitated a moment. “ Sup sing I tell you—will you set me free?” e ask . “ You shall be set at liberggl as soon as I can arrange to confront Geor e eldon, and char e him with the murder,” anta Fe Sal repli . “ ensign then1 I shall hold youua prisoner l” ‘ es, an a r on eta outofme on n shoot me?” y g y 9a ’ 1 “ 13y no means. When I give my word, it is aw. Jack eyed her a moment, as if in doubt about her kee mg her word. Final y be said: “ Very well. You have given me your word and I will trust on. In be inside pocket of my vest you will nd the document.” Santa Fe Sal at once proceeded to unbutton his vest, and in a moment had possession of the coveted document. She unfolded it eagerly, and holding it in the moonlight, read it carefully over. It was written in a neat style of chirography, and ran as follows, having neither date nor place of writing attached: “Oh! God, I wish I were dead, and but for my poor innocent child, I would not hesitate a moment o‘ldll myself. ' Mine is a lost and mined life, and I have naught to live for, except to protect little Bertie, and for veg )eance—ayl bitter vengeance. erhaps'I may never live to et this vengeance, and so I Will leave this behind, as a warning to others not to do as I have done. ' ‘1 When I married Robert Sheldon. I was a belle of Chicago 3 fashionable society and worth a, hundred thousand dollars in cash. rt was a promising business man, and I loved him. After we were mars ried. hawever. he would not go into societ , and I felt constrained to stay at home, too, alt ough it caused me many a sad and lonely'hour. and shut out much of the hap iness I had Ereviously known. “Finally came the. awful shoe . Robert was ar- rested for forge , and sent to prison for ten y ars. “I ad come 0 one of the first families and will acknowledge that I was both proud an vain, and when the disgrace of my husband's crime became publicly known, I felt that I could not live through he mortliicatlon and shame. Oh! it was terrible, I could not go out, except everybody stared at me, and I fancied I could hear them say—'- ‘There goes the wife of Robert Sheldon, the forserl’ “ Mother came to me, and coaxed me to go home, but when 1 went father turned me and mv' boy out, of doors, saying I should not indict my disgrace on him. I tried to kill myself and child, then, but was revented, and then—then came to me that demon Bi human guise, George Sheldon, my husband's father. “ With his oily tongue he essa ed to m3]; 9 hate my husband, and I thought Iydid. My sheage over the disgrace was so great, that I g , reckless. and when George Sheldon put the devil into my head, I was too weak to battle with him, and oh! God. save up my life and hope. forever. “He romised to arran e a quiet divorce, ifl would‘a rward mar an elepe with him. ‘ 1 con- sented. I knew "0'11 s or law, and fell awlulns', victim to his villainy. “ The so-called divorce was granted. and we were. married. and left 0 lease for the West. A few rs "skew-:1 s I has tartan. ov on m sone ' us it was then too ate to 'tsrn'baclr.‘ I In its In to the treachemus Quicksand of shame and , and there W88 no we of retreat» ' ‘ “Then. I “W. th‘fjo was tiring of me. and ,I was only die—that was all I ask . Ind prayed for. But death would'not come. and ' was by this time too much of a coward to take my' own miserable life. "At last came the worst of all. I awoke one morning, to iind him gone, and with him. all my mone except a couple of hundred dollars I happen- ed to ave in a locket. The wretch left behln Jim 3. statement that the divorce was a sham. and that l was uilty of bigamy, and if I attempted to follow him. me would have me put in jail for that crime. “Uhl the monster, how I hatt himl and how I yearn to find him, and kill lliml He has ruined in its and all hopes of ha pine-ss forever. but I WI 1 have revenge. Poor Ru ertl What must be his opinion of me. He would never forgive me, were I to wander back. Perhaps. howuver, I may meet him, on the day of qudgment, and he will know how sincerely penitent am. May God guide me on- ward—onward to vengeance “FLoacha Saunas." There was a perceptible moisture in the eyes of Santa Fe Sa , as she folded the paper, and placed it in her pocket. “Poor wron ed, misguided creature!” she murmured. “ he never lived to get her ven- eance, but her sorrow-stricken husband will ke it in her stead l” Aloud, she said, addressin Rowdy Jack: “ I have no time to tarry onger here. I have work to do yet before I sleep, and so I will tie you to the tree, and be off.” “ For the love of God do not leave me here and defenseless. Some one will come along and murder mel” Jack cried, iteously. “ Bah! no one will vis t- this ove, unless it is Robert Sheldon and party, an I will leave a note pinned to your vest, so that they shall not harm you until return.” She procured a larlat from her saddle-bag, and bound him securely to the tree in a sitting position, after which she wrote a note and pin- ned it upon his vest. Then, lariatin out her horse, near at hand she set out on oot, on her return to Buckshot catnip. “ ow, there is one course more to pursue. The child of Florence and Robert Sheldon must. be ut beyond the reach of the murderous wre h who has ruined so much happiness. He is so great a villain that, did he think his chances of esca were slim, he would murder the child out o spite. Yes, I’ll have the boy, or know the reason wh . And, as for you George Sheldon, your coxl of rope has unwoun nearly to the endl” __ l CHAPTER XVI. SANTA rs: SAL eons DOWN. 11' did not take long for Santa Fe Sal to reach the outskirts of the mining-camp, and .by skull:- ing about, she was soon able to ascertain that the lace had resumed a state of quiet. any cabins were dark, showing that the oc- cu ants had retired for the night. light still shone from the window of the Jack t Saloon, but there were no particular soun s of revel within. There was no a person abroad, as far as the girl detective could ascertain, though the hour was not yet midnight. After making t e reconnoissance, Santa Fe Sal lided toward the cabin of Hannah Ha es. “ wonder if I will find the old al up?’ she soliloquized. “ ’Tain’t likely, but s ne’ll get us), all the same, or I’ll climb to the roof and o the Santa Claus act of going down the chim- nc .” When she arrived at the cabin, she found . that a ray of light shone out through the crack in under the door, which seemed to indies. that the widow had not retired for the night. After listening at the door a moment, Santa Fe Sal rapped gently upon it. _ Directly footste s were heard Within the door was unbarred an opened, and a flood of hght streamed out. “What’s wanted?” Hannah Hayes demanded, from thethreshold. “Are you Mrs. Hayes?” Sally asked quietly. “ I am. Will you step in?” The girl detective entered. Hannah closed the door, and then handed ha;- guest a seat, surve ing her with curiosity. ‘ ii “ Yes. I m m Hayes, she continued. “and you are also a woman,,if I mistake not, despite your masculine attire. ’ I ‘ Oh! yes” was the reply. “Pm San“, Fe Sal, the Slasher, right up from New Mex.‘ 91995.“? never see’ * a gal in man‘s togg‘bo, ore e ‘ «do, indeed. I should think on would-be ashamed to'dr'essthatwa _» “y > ' “on: It ain’t nothin’wheny . tuned to it, you know. ‘ I’m bobbin’ aware! and the petticoats I’d havegto buy, , gittln‘ ’fiin tore. would bankruptm so. 193'” 'HrI.‘ ayes, are you?” ' 14 Santa. Fe Sal, the Slasher. H I am.” “You look like sort of a first-class Widder. 8’ ose you are a Cliristyun eh!” ‘ No, not exactly that, a though I always try to live a straightforward life.” “That’s right. No one makes anything in the long run, by doin’ bad. S’pose you never heard of me, before!” Here was a poser. Hannah didn’t want to sa " no,” outright because that would be a fa sehood, and falsehoods were contrary to her conscicntous scruples. ' ‘ “ Why—why, it seems to me I have heard some one mention your name, but I am sure I never saw or knew you.” “Oh! there‘s not a bit of doubt but what ou’re right on that score, Hanner—iiot a bit. haven’t bloomed around this hyer camp, only a few da s. I am a detective!” , Hanna put up her hands, with a well as- sumed look of horror. “Mercy 011 me! a what ‘2” “A detective, ina’am—a ferret—~a sundowner of a sleuth, an’ I make it my biz to run crooked people into the jug.” d“”But—-but—I am not bad! I am not crook— e ! ‘ “ Dunno ’bout that. But, sit down. I’m in no special hurry.” Hannah first placed a tea-pot on the stove. “Well, well!” she said, ‘ so you’re a detec- tive, ch’! How strange! As soon’s the tea warms, we will have a cup of tea together, and on must tell me all about yourself. But, sure- y, you haven’t anything arainst me? 1 have never committed any crime?’ “ Maybe not. But, on see, I have found out that you have a child in your possession, which is not your own.” “ You mean little Bertie i” it 1703.” “ So I have, and he has been lucky to have so kindafriendus I, if I do say it. I just wor- ship him. And Mr. Sheldon pays me well for keeping him.” “ He does, eh?” “Yes, indeed! Oh! I hope you have not come to take him away from me?’ “That’s precisely what 1‘ have come to do. The child has a father living, and must be re- stored to him.” “ Oh! dear! oh! dear! lVliat shall I do? How can I ever get along without him? Oh! miss you won’t take him away, to-night? You rwill ct me keep him with me until morning? Oh! please say you will!” and Hannah burst into tears—genuine ones, too, for she really did love little Bertie, and the thought 'of giving him up mined her, exceedin ly. Santa Fe Sal saw t at her grief was gen- uine, and so she answered: I “011! Well, Mrs. Hayes I don’t sup the matter of a few short hours will mak any articular difference, if ou promise me I can ave the child, when I ca 1 in the morning.” “ To be sure I will promise, and I am so thank- ful to you, for not taking him away, to—night. W hen you call in the morning, I Will be more read to part with the dear little soul.” “ er well. You act like an honest person, and so will grant your re uest. I must have a look at the child, to—night, OWever.” “ Certainly. Step this way, please.” Hannah took the lam ), and led the way in— to the bedroom, and slie allowed Santa Fe Sal to gaze down u )on the little boy, who was sleeping sweetly in is cradle. After the girl detective had satisfied her curiosity, the two women went back to the main room again. "‘ Now, you nnist have a cup of tea with me, before you go,” Hannah said. “ Tea is a great thing for the nerves, I think. Do you take sugir in it, miss!” v ‘ No. \Vhen I drink tea, which isn’t very often, I always take it straight.” Hannah bustled about, and got down a, couple of on from a shelf, and poured out the tea, the or of which filled the room. She then gave one cupful to Santa Fe Sal, and kept the other herself, and they became seated, across the table from each other. “‘ I suppose you don’t know whose child your young protegee is?” Sal observed as she stirred er beverage to cool it sufficiently so she could drink it. “No, I do not,” Hannah truthfully replied. “And I guess no one else does, except it be yourself.’ . “‘There’s where you are, mistaken. Geo e Sheldon, who has been providing for the fitrge fellow‘s support, 13—” Here Santa Fe Sal raised her cup of tea to her lips, and took several swallows. "“ at’I} splendid tea,” the Said, as'sho set ..'. 4.3..._~ .__.g__ ——.....- v... the cup down on the table. me a match ?” “ What do you want of a match?” “ I want to smoke,” and she took a cigar freiii her pocket, and bit the end off of it. Hannah arose, and went into the adjoining room, her face so pale, that She was afraid the girl detective would notice it. She did not return to the main room, for several minutes, but stood in the darkness, trembling with apprehension. “ M God! I hope I have not killed her!” she gaspe . “ I am almost afraid to venture out there again. Oh! why did I ever enter into the villainous compact with George Sheldon?” She waited a Couple of minutes longer, list— ening intently, but could not hear the slightest sound, in the next room. Finally, summoning up courage, born of des- peration, she entered. A scream of horror immediately afterward burst from her lips, and it was little wonder that there did, considering her guilty nervous- ness. Standing erect, but partly supported by one hmid resting on the table, was Santa Fe Sal. Her face was deathly white, and her eyes fair- ly protruded from their sockets, as they rested upon Hannah Hayes, with a wild, awful glare. “ Ha! you have poisoned me l” Sal gasped, her breath coming hard and spasmodically—“ you have—ah—dru rged—ine—J’ She reeled, fore she could utter another sentence, and went crashing to the floor, where, after a few slight struggles, she lay as still as though dead. Hannah stood gazing at her, transfixed with horror, uiitil— There came a loud rap on the door, that aroused her, and she heard the unmistakable voice‘bf George Sheldon cry out: “ Quick! let me in. It is Hie—Sheldon!" She staggered forward and" unbarred the door, and the in inc-owner entered. A demoniac chuckle broke from his lips, as he saw the girl—detective lying before him, white and senseless. “Ha! ha! You’ve done your work nony Hannah!” he cried. “I heard her fall, and knew what it signified!” “Oh! I am afraid she is dead!” Hannah re- plied wringing her hands in anguish. “ onsense. She’s all right. but the devil’s to pay, in another direction!” “ Oh! mercy—:what is the matter?” “ Matter enough. Pete Painter and two- thirds of the camp are up at my cabin clamor- ing for admission. There’s not a minute to be wasted, or we are both lost. You must take the boy and fly. At the lower end of camp, you will tinda horse. Mount it and ride for your life. Do not stop, until you are miles from ere; then keep on, till you reach Prescott. Wait for me there. Here is a thousand dollars. Ask no questions, but do as I bid you. Your veIi:ly soul depends on it!” e thrust a roll of notes into her hands and ushed her away: then he hastily raised Santa _ e Sal, in his arms, and bounded from the cab- in. Wild with alarm, Hannah hastily thrust the money into her pocket, and put on her shawl andhonnet. Then, she darted into the bedroom, and snatched up little Bertie, and bundled a blanket around him. Hastening from the room, she left the cabin and ran toward the point where Sheldon had said she would find a horse. Up in the direction of Sheldon’s cabin, there were wild and vengeful yells. On ran Hannah. . She reached the point where a horse was stand- mg. She essayed to ain seat in the Qaddle, but a strong hand caug t h d of her shudder, and a stern authorii ative voice said: “ Hold up, madam! I’ll take charge of that child, if yog’ve no objections!” “ Will you get CHAPTER XVII. CONCLUSION. _ THE scene of our story changes once more to the cave in the mountain-side, whither George Sheldon took Adele, after abducting her from the Jackpot Saloon. , . It is nearly twenty-four hours since the occur- rences narrated in the precedin chapter. . A bright fire burns within t e care, illumin- ating every part of it. , . Seated beside each. other at one side of the cave, bound'hand and foot, are two persons. One isAdele; the other, Santa Fe 83.1.; _, \ \ I i 1 ' \ I . ,. , «Ll . A... p. L. ., w v - .g- ,.. w V. ,1!) ,."' , -, . A spar,— ‘ V‘ V H " a’V‘ ,J‘rf’, v. ~ " ... .J” ‘ '. ‘5. r A. L‘nLI'l . ‘N v...“ 4'»... .u-Y 7}} Aw 3 Both are now awake, but very ale from the effects of the werful drug they ave only re- cently slept off. I At the fire, engaged in roasting apiece of ven- ison, the reader beholds Madame ‘ainuels, the clairvoyant, who is acting as jaileress over the two captives. “ Do you think there is any doubt but what George Sheldon will return?’ Santa Fe Sal de- iiiandcd. “ None whatever,” the madame replied, “un— less the mob should get hold of him, and he will take rood care they don’t, you bet!” “ e mob?” “Yes. Near] all Buckshot is up in arms against him for liilling Old Jackpot and stealing Adele. Oh, he will be back, sure enough. I’ve got his plans all down pat, you see.” “ What are they?” “ch11, when he comes, about the first thing he intends to do is to smother you, and thus re— vent you ever after from following him. en he will also kill Adele, if she still refuses to marry him, and after that he will take his money, which I have found to be secreted under onder stone, and leave for parts unknown. ‘liat is—maybc !” “And you will permit him to escape?” The madame laughed dryly. “ \Vait and see!” she said. “ Didn’tI tell you- I have 0t everything arranged for a grand finale! , ou never knew me to lie, I guess.” Just then heavy footsteps were heard, and George Sheldon entered the cave. His face and eyes Wore expressions.0f baffled ra e, and his manner was extremely nervous. ithoiit a word to the madame, he advanced toward Santa Fe Sal, a devilish gleam in his 9 'es. “ So at last I have found you out!” he hissed, shaking his clinched fist at her. You lied to me! You said you came to Buckshot alone, you she fiend!” “ Ah! did I?” “ Yes you did, curses on you !” “ Am what makes ou think I didn’t?” “I knew you didn t. You came here on the lead of a party, and as the chief detective in the employ of my deadliest foe, Robert Sheldon! You came here to secure me on the charge of murder!” “ Are you sure?” “ Of course I’m sure!” “What makes you so sure? Any one is liable to be mistaken once in a while, you know 1” “Bali! 1 make no mistakes. Robert Shel- don and the fellow Don Juan Carlos are both up at the camp, and my son has explain d who he is and what his grievances are, and the whole camp has extended him a hearty welcome, and ’ have volunteered to assistin the search for me. But they shall never take me alive—oh, no! They will find me smart enough to outwit them ct!” y As he s oke he drew from his hip— ocket a keen—edged) knife, and examined it wit a dia- bolical chuckle. “No! they shall not outwit me!” he cried. “Nor shall you live to gloat over the result of your detective Work, young woman. To you I am indebted for bringing these hell-hounds after me; to you I am indebted that my crimes ever became exposed—so here and now you shall die for your pains. When you came nosing after me you struck the scent of the wrong man. You reckoned without your host, in the fulles. sense of the word. And now, as you die, so ‘ perish all meddlers who call themselves detec- ' tivesl” . He grasped the gleaming weapon firmly in his right hand, and took a step forward, murder gleaming from his flashing eyes; but a hand clutched him by the shoulder and hurled him back, and he found himself confronted by Madame Samuels, in whose grasp was a cocked six-shooter. leveled full at the mine-owner. “ Stand!” she cried, in ringing tones. “ Dare to move a muscle, and I’ll_ put the contents of this weapon through your Vile carcass!” At the same instant both Santa Fe Sal and Adele arose to their feet .the ropes that had ap- parently bound them fa! in to the floor. “ Yes, George Sheldon! Sal cried, “ our; game is u , and your cards worn out. 011 ave play stron and cute but the strongest players eventu y lose. on are my pris- oner! ‘ George Sheldon had turned deathly white, and the knife fell from his nerveless grasp to the floor. “ Traitress I" he hissed, glaring at Madame Samuels, “ who are you?” , . “ Who am I?” echoed the madame, With a I laugh; ‘f why, I Green, the detec- I at}. , 22' ';,1:-" 'w-via' " 1". ,-,_~;. v awndzg-fwfilgsflw-fl .~. Jar“ ”‘ , ;~ IV'M‘JMJI‘ b -..‘" I“? Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher. I tive firm of Santa Fe Sal 8:. Green, at your ser- vice!” l x . And, sure enough, as the vail was removed, .‘ the sharp, smoothly-shaven face of Alvin Green « . was ex used to view. ~ Sheldon uttered a torrent of oaths, and cast a . g , glance toward the cave entrance. I “ You dare 3” Alvin Green reminded, in a ‘ . . *;. stern voice. “ I’ll riddle you it' on try it,” 1 ' ’ “Give me your handshf Santa *‘o Sal ordered, -- producing a pair of handcuffs. “ There’s noth- “ ‘ " ing for you to do but surrender, and save your- self the pain of being shot!’7 She had no difficulty in hundeuiling him, and then ordered him to go and sit down in one cor- ner of the cave, which he did. All his spirit seemed crushed, and he was weak and nerveless. , Alvin Green procce‘lcd to divest himself of his padded female attire, underneath which was his pro or clothing. ' e and Santa Fe Sal then‘ held a low conver- sation together, after which Green left the cave. , Santa Fe Sal waited some twenty minutes; then she drew a revolver, and ordered Sheldon to rise. " He seemed to infer that some important event was about to take dues), for he became seized with a fit of trembling as he arose. ’ “My God! where are you going to take. me? What are you going to do with inc!” ho gasp- ed, in piteous tones. “ I am going to take you before the man you so terribly wronged!” Santa Fe Sal replied. “ I am icing to take you to your son, Robert‘ Sheldon, and place you at his mere l” ,“ Oh! for the love of God do not 0 that. He r will kill me. Oh! have mercy on me, child—I beg of you haVc mercy. You shall have all of my worldly, possessions if you will but permit me to esc “ ary an escape, me daisy! You’ve got to come to Limerick, this time, and take our rations same as other rufflans do. nght a cut facewtarch! Make an attem )t to run, and I’ll give ye a pain in the back. ‘ome along, Miss idelel’,’ ' . In single file they left the cave and marched away toward the mining-camp, where a bril- liant reflection against the sky showed that large bonfires had been built. As they entered the cam and neared the Jackpot Salm , they passed tween, two lines, of men, draw up in grim array, each man 1 i pped with a cocked revolver in hand. eq'vllhey came to a halt just in_front of the Jack- pot, and as they did so the veice of Pete Painter out: sag urrah, boys—hip! hip! hurrah for Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher!” _ . Instantaneously a mighty shout rent the airm res use to Painter’s request. he girl detective then wheeled George Shel- dcm about, facing a knoll just opposxte the J acka pot Saloon. _ ' .Hpon this knoll, firmly erect, With folded arms and uncovered head, stood Robert Sheldon. His face was slightly ale, but every ieaturg was composed and stern in expression. . ; ~ Beside him, on the ground, sat the little waif, .33 Bertie, in the charge of Don Juan Carlos. 3 The face of George Sheldon was ghastly in its Elinor, as he faced the son, whom he had so fear; lly’ wronged. , “ George Sheldon!” . -' It was the son’s voice that rung out clear and -’ stern. I ' ' The mine-owner_trembled, and his gaze drop. to the ground in front of him, ‘ s H Georg-e Sheldon,” the son repeated, “ do you kn w me?” . i , 0 . . I V nod of tblezfead was the only ‘eply_ k 3 :“W . ‘ a“ Robert Sheldon!” was the almosbmudible ~-,answer. ) . ' “. Yes, I am Robert Sheldon, and you, I am so to say, are my own father. ntlemen’” .‘tOjt e crowd, “most of you have heard m . . , but for the benefit of those who have no I 101106 more briefly narrate 1t. , ‘- 'fs““'.A.tew years ago my father and I were in ‘ the commission and brokerage business in Chi- c330, and were doing so well that we considered 1 Wk“ .89 ' nch. I married a you Y 01’ W and everything went well (or me. _ . h 1 "‘5 Gradually I grew to behave that my father was jealous of In business talents, for I made more moneyt didb private speculations, ‘which he was too nu to enter. .1 nger 9/ ‘35 / “After I was sent to Joliet, my father in- duced my wife to marry him, he having pro- cured a bogus divorce, and they went away together, taking with them not only mywifes fortune, but all the money my father could ‘ulSO. “They came \Vest. My father soon tired of my misguided and wretched wife and deserted her, stealing all her money, and leaving her and the child to starve among strangers. ' “ Less than a month after they left Chicago, I was pardoned from prison, it having been dis- covered that my father, not I, was the author of the. forgery. “ I then took the trail of Vengeance, and never have left it, since. I svmre to have revenge, nlnd recover my child, and I lived for nothing (‘ SC. “I Chascd the guilty couple, until I found out about the dedcrtion. Then, I lpst all track of them, but understood that Florence—she that was my wife—had gone in pursuit of George Sheldon, for the purpose (if killing him. “ I never gained a clew of their whereabouts, until I employed Santa Fe Sal and Alvin Green. They have figured the whole case out. I have got my long—lost child, and before me stands the wretch who ruined my home, and murdered my wife. George Sheldon, what have you to say for yourself?” “ Nothing!” was the reply. “ Do you deny your guilt!” ‘ 6 N0.” “ Then, what do you expect—mercy?” There was no reply. The mine—owner’s gaze was fixed upon. the ground, in a stony stare. “ You need expect no mercy!” Robert Shel- don went on, “ for you are a doomed man. It has been my intention to fight you, and kill you, but‘ I have changed my mind. You must die by one of two methods. You see yonder a. noosed rope, suspendml from the limb of a tree. Underneath is a box. By standing on the box, you can put your neck through the noose, draw it taut, and jump off the box, into eternity. You will thus have the satisfaction of being your own executioner; or, if on do not like this method, say so, and you wil be tied to a tree, [and u committee of ten men will draw lots to see which one shall take 8. Winchester rifle, and int two bullets through your heart—one bullet or each murder you have connnitted. Take your choice, rememberng you have only five minutes to live, in either case!” ‘1‘”My God! Have mercy, my son, have mars. C _“Silence! Speak not to me of mercy! De- ctdela, and act upon your decision 1” was the cold re y. . 1th a shudder, the wretch glanced at the danglmg noosela few yards distant, and then at the array of grim faces on either hand. N00 3 face expremed sympathy for him. A deep groan esca him. and he walked un- fitefldll)’ Over to the 011, and dropped upon his knees in front of his grandchild. ThuS he remained. with bowed head, for a moment,‘as if in prayer; then he kissed the child, and arose. , ' With a firm step he walked forward to meet his doom. He reached the box, and was ass'sted to get upon it. . I Without hesitation, he thrust hishead through the noose, and by bearing down, drew it tight around his neck. . Then standing erect, he said: » . “I have no regrets, ex_cept that I cannot live to warn all men against the curse of sin. Adieu l” " Then— . But, let us draw the curtain! Little needs to be said in conclusion. Not many days after the closing tragedy, Don Juan Carlos and Adele, otherwise Mabel McDon- ald, started for Mexico, where the latter subse- quently came into posession of her fortune and was married to the Den. The services of Cap Clymer’s men, who had been brought to the vicinity of the town, were not needed and they went back to their secret mine, of which we may some time write. It was Don Juan who had rescued httle Bertie from Hannah Hayes, and then warned her to leave the country under penalty .of death. . ROWdY Jack was released, and left for parts pipknown, no doubt glad to escape with his 9. . - - RobertSheldon did not Mimi}; flag a I . hliipt, for, though the citizens avowed heir, he refused oven to enter an; mine, returned East. \ r. I 5'; pn'enhl‘euflwr J0“ m, Old Rnnlunnho And Santa Fe Sal (otherwise Sara Wilmot), came with him, and became his wife. hile, at frequent intervals, roaming from lace to place in the Far West, may be encoun- ered an mld-lmking specimen of humanity \ calling himself Alvin Green, who totes around a hand-organ, and who is accompanied by a monkey. THE END. Beadle’s Hall-iljmé library B" “'M. G. 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Oregon. ‘ 321 Deadwood Dick's Dozen: or, The Fslrir ol'Phsntom Fists I47 Deadwood Dick‘s Dueats: or, Days in the Diéginus. lizoat‘ilwooltlI llgilol‘i‘fisinllfinced; or, ins Terrible endetts. ea woo c s In. 405 Deadwood Dick in Dead City. 410 Deadwood Dick’s Diamonds. 421 Deadwood Dick In New York; or, A “Cute Case." 430 Deadwood Dick's Dust: t-r,Ths Chained Hand. . Beadiwood gift. Li's-4’ Mirna- Crimson Crescent Sign. ' ea wom c ', r. s, e nnce. 45B Deadwood Dick, Jr.’u Full “and. 458 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Big Round-Up. 465 Deadwood Dick, .lr.’n. Racket at Claim 10. 2%}; il“"‘.l“’°°‘.‘r lil‘i' 1"?" i'.”"'il‘.°" “‘1' ea woo c ', r. s, og c cc ve. 481 Deadwood Dick. Jr., In Deadwood. 401 Deadwood Dick, .Ir.’s, Compact. 496 Deadwood Dick. Jr.‘s. Inheritance. 500 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Di ngs. 508 Deadwood Dick. Jr.'s, De veranee. 515 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, i’rotegec. 522 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s, Three. 529 Deadwood Dick, Jr.'s, Danger Ducks. 584 Deadwood Dick, .lr.’s. Death ilunt. 539 Deadwood Dick, Jr., In Texas. 544 Deadwood Dick, Jr., the Wild West Vidocq 549 Deadwood Dick, Jr., on ills Mettle. 554 Deadwood Dick, Jr., In Gotham. 561 Deadwood Dick. Jr., in Boston. 567 Deadwood Dick, Jr., In Philadelphia. 572 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Chicago. Deadwood Dick. Jr., Afloat. Deadwood chk, Jr., In Denver. Deadwood Dick. Jr.‘s, Decree. ” li““.‘i“’-°°:l iii“? .1 "i {‘°°"°‘i“.""‘.i’““”' ca woo c', r., a lone' san . Deadwood Dick, Jr.'s, Loadvi’ile Lay. Deadwood Dick. Jr., In Detroit. Deadwood Dick, Jr., ill Cincinnati. Deadwood Dick. In. In Nevada. Deadwood Dick, Jr., in No Man‘s Land. Deadwood Dick, Jr., After the Queer. Deadwood Dick. .Ir., In Buffalo. 6:4 Beagwom: Blot, JJI'.’I. {.‘hase Agrogs the Continent 660 Dglid 333:: min»: Julio's: Imugllfatnfc on?” 666 Deadwood DIc ', Jr., Back In the Mines. 672 Deadwood DIc Jr., In Durango; or, “ Gathered In.” llgeadlwood Ri'clfi, iris, “Isl-of'ery; or, Found sFortnne. on wood c ', r. s. as! e. 690 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Dollars. 695 Deadwood Dick, Jr., at Danger Divide. 700 Deadwood Dick. Jr.'s, Drop. 704 Deadwood Dick, Jr., at Jack-Pot. 710 Deadwood Dick r., In San Francisco. 716 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, Still Hunt. 722 Deadwood Dick, r.‘s, Dominoes. 728 Deadwood Dick, r.’s, Disguise. 784 Deadwood ch , .lr.’s, Double Deal. 740 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Deathwatch. 747 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Doublet. 752 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s, Dcathblow. fl aaaaaaaaauuma hawa»——ccecz~ awaeblfiactchi 5'" 758 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’ , Desperate Strait. 764 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, Lon land. 770 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s. Dci’eat. 776 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s. Resurrection. 782 Deadwood Dick. Jr.‘s. Dark Days. 7 Deadwood Dick, Jr.. Dolled. 792 Deadwood Dick, .Ir.’s. Double Device. 797 Deadwood Dick, Jr’.s. Desperate Venture. 802 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Diamond Dice. £07 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, Royal Flush. 812 Deadwood Dick,'.lr.’s, llcad-oil'. 816 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s. Rival. I 4 BY WM. 6. PATTEN. 629 Violet Vane, the Velvet Sport: or, The Jubilee oi Jaektowm 668 Violet Vane’s Victory; or. The Jasper City Clean Out. 698 Violet and Daisy, the Posy Pards. 705 Violet Vane‘s Vow; or. T e Crafty Detectlvs’s Craft. 724 Violet Vane’s Ven canoe; or, The Wipe-Out. 780 Violet Vane’s V er lot: or, The Game at Codin City. 741 Violet Vane, the Venlflloquist Vidocq; or, S ort vs. Spart. 750 Violet Vane, the Vanulshod; or. The Life truzgle. 768 Violet Vane’s Vision: or, The Fiery Hsnd of Fate. 489 The Diamond Sport: 0'. The Douhlo Face of Bed Rock. 519 Cap-tars nyster t or.l"lve in One. 581 Da J Dare the port from Denver. 5747 Old Bombshell, the Ranger Detective. 604 Iron Fern, the Man at Fire; or. Among the Vulgar“, 619 The Boy Tram Detective: onThn Double GripWitness 641 Dismal Dave’s and Yard: 0r,Ths CluetoCspt. Claw 651 Bound Boy Frank. t a Young Amateur Detective 82 W id Vulcan, the Lone-Range Rider. 714 Old Misery ths Msn from Missmll’l- 774 Clear-Grit Cal, the Never Sav-Dle Detective. 7M) Barn Sheridan, the Secret Service Special. 806 Cow‘boy Steve, the Ranch Mascot. BY COL. A. F. HOLT. 811 Headlitht Harry’s Fly-er; or, Duke Derby. 678 gead'light Harry’s Hazard; or, The Lightning Exp“. etec vs. 69; H adlight Harry’s Haul; or, The Rsilrosd Psrds. 1s ligadligh't'flarry’s sn-enx or, me Madge. 759 Headlight Harry’s Heritage. 1’94 Headl ht. Harry’s Hung 0r, The Cache or Gold. 599 Black uckskln: or.‘l‘ho sshd Men oststh Canyon. go Kenneth, the Knife-Kin . or, The Doomed Six. 5 Little Ll htfoot, the ilot of the Woods. 528 The Dan y Sport; or,Ths King Pin Consplrstor. Other Novels by E. L. Wheeler. 80 Roseme Bolt; nr, Nugget Ned, the Knight. 84 Rosebud Rob on Hand; or, ldyl, iln- (lirl Miner. 88 Rosebud Rob‘s Rea pearancc; or, Photograph Phil. 121 Rosebud Rob‘s (‘haflcngfi 01', Cinllnrucn ('hlp. 277 Denver Doll. the Deter live Queen; 0r. The Yuulrce‘s Surround 281 Denver Doll‘s Victory: or, Skull un-i Crossbones. BN5 Denver "011’! Der-0y ; or. Lillie Bill's Bonanza. 296 Denver Doll’s Drli't; or, The Bond Queen. 86" Vrekn Jim. the Gold-Gatherer; or. Th» Life Lottery. 37. Yreka Jim's l’l‘lze; hr. The \Volveu of \l'akc-Up. 885 Yreka Jim‘s Joker or, The Rivals of Red Nose. 889 Yrekn Jim’s New liolc; or, Bicycle Be“, 894 Yreka Jim 01’ Yuba Dam. 209 Fritz. the Bound-Boy Detective: or, Dot 1..-.-tl.-Gmne. 218 Fritz to the Front; or, The Ventrihrquist Hunter 244 F-erra Ram, thr Frontier Fern-t: or, A Sister's Devotion. 24H 8 erra Ham’s Secret; or The lihmdv Footprints. 253 S erra Sam‘s Para; or. line Anch ol 8 Vista. 258 S erra Sam’s Seven: or, The Stolen Bri e. 884 Kangaroo Kit; or. The Mysterious Miner. 889 kangaroo Kit’s Racket; or, The Pride of Played-Out. 89 Death-Face. Detective; or, Life in New York. 69 The Bo ’ Detective; or, (bill kill-A, the sharpshooter, 96 \Vatch-l'lpe the Detective; or, Arabs and Angels. 11? Gilt-Edged chk, the s m mam... 145 Contain Ferret, the . aw York Drmtivo. 16! New York Nell, the Boy-Girl Detective. 226 The Arab Detective: or, Snourer, the Buy Sharp. 291 Turk, the Boy Ferret. 825 Kelley, Illcke A: (30.. the Detectives ofI’hlladelphin. 845 Manhattan M ke, the Bowery Dru-dive. 400 \Vrlnklca, the Night-“hitch Detective. 416 High Ilat Harry, ths Rinse Bull Detective. 426 Sam Blabsldes. the Buzzer-liar; Detective. 484 Jim Beak and Pal, Private Detectives. 26 Cloven Hoof, the Buii'nio Demon: or, The Border Vultures. 82 Bob Woolf; m‘, The Girl Dead-Shot. 45 Did Avalanche: or, “'th Edna, the Girl Brigand. 53 Jim Bludsoe. Jr., the Boy Pin-nix. 61 Buckqu-n Bill; or. The Red lilile Team. 92 Canada (‘het : or, ()ld Anaconda in Sitting Bull’s Camp. 118 Jack Hoyle the Young SDcculutcr. 125 Bonanza Bill, Miner: or, Madam Mystery, the Forger. 138 Boss liob the King of Boothlacks. 141 Solid Sam, the WW Road-Agent: or, The Branded Brows. 177 Nobbi Nick of Nevada: or, The Sierras Smmps. 181 \Vlld ‘rank the Buckskin Bravo; or. Lady Lily's Love. 236 Apollo Bill, the Trail Tornado: or, Rowdy Kale, 240 Cyclone Kit, the Young Gladiator; or, The Locked Valley. 278 Jumbo Joe, the Boy Patrol: or. The Rival Heirs. 299 A No. 1. the Dashing Toll-Taker. 808 ’lea Jane. the Girl Miner; or. the Iron-Nerved Snort. 330 Little nick-Shot; or, The Dead Face of Dsggersviilo. 858 First-C ass Fred, Ihe Gent irnln Gopher. 876 Nabob Ned: nr, The St‘i‘l't‘i. nt’Sluh City. 882 Cool Kit, the Kirz ni Kick; or, A Villuin‘s Vengeance. 438 Santa Fe. Hal, the Slasher, or. A Sun’s V'cnecuncc. ‘86 Sealskln Sam. the Sparkler; Ur, The Tribunal of Ten. BY J. O. COWDRICK. Broadway Billy Novels. 490 Broadway Billy. the Bootblsck Bravo. 514 Broadway Bill ’s Boodle; or, Clearing sStrange Case. 536 Broadway Bil y’s ‘Dlilikilty.” 557 Broadway Billy’s Death Racket. 579 Broadway Billy's Surprise Party. 605 Broadway Billy; or,Tlic BnyDctoclive’s Bizlnninr. 623 Broadway Billy's Dead Act: "7. Th“ LPIEIW ofchen 669 Broadway Billy Abroad; or, The Bonthinck in Frisco. 675 B roadway Billy's Beat; nr,Beatiug San Francisco's Finest. 6R7 Broadway Billy in Clover. 696 Broadway Billy ill Texas; or, The River Rnstlcrs. 708 Broadway Billy's Brand. 711 Broadway Billy at Santa Fe; or, The Clever Deal. 720 Broadway Billy’s Full "and: or, The Gsmin Detective. 785 Broadway illly’s Business. 78% Broadway illly's Curious Case. 753 Broadway Billy in Denver. 762 Broadway Billy’s Bargain; nr,The Thn-c Detectives. 769 Broadway Billy, the iii-triuvvr Detective. 775 Broadway Billy‘s Shadow Chase. 736 Broadway Billy's Beagles: or, TheTrin'I Quest. 766 Broadway Billy's Team: or, The Combine’s Big Pull. 790 Broadway Billy’s Brigade; Or, The Dead Alive. 796 Broadway illy‘s Queer Bequest. 809 Broadway Billy Bailled. £05 Broadway Billy's Signal Scoop. 810 Broadway Billy’s “'Ipe Out. 560 Ellver-Maak, the Man of Mystery; or, The Golden Keys. 869 §lsasta, the Gold King; or, ForSeven Years Dead. 420 The Dclective’s Apprentice; or, A Boy Without s Name. 424 Clbuta John: or. Red-Hot Tunes st Ante Bar. 489 Sandy Ram, the Street Scout. 467 Disco Dan. the Daisy Dude. 506 Bediil‘ght Ralph the Prince ofthe Road. 524 The .nglneer Detective; or, Rediight Ralph’s Resolve. 548 Mart, the Night Express Detective. 571 Air-Line Luke the Young Engineer; or, The Double Case. 592 The Boy Pinkerton; or. Runnlnu the Rascals Out. 615 Fighting Hal-r the. Chief of Chained Cyclone. 640 Bareback Bet , the Centaur of the Circle. 647 1 pewriter Tilly, the Merchant’s Ward. 659 oonlight Morgan, the -‘ Pitenest ” Man of Auto Bu. BY LIEUT. A. K. SIMS. 589 Torn-Cat and Pard; or. The Desd Set st Silver City. 622 Tom-Cat’s Triad: or. The Adair at Tombstone. 681 Tom Cat’s Terrible Task; or, The Cowboy Detective. 688 Tom-Cat’s Triumph or, Bisck Dan’s Great Combine. 546 Captain Cactus the haparral Cock; or. Josh‘s Ten Strike. 568 The Dandy of Dodge; 0T. Bustling ior Millions. 576 The Silver Sport; or. .losh Peppermint‘s Jubilee. 588 Saii'ron Sol, the Man With a Shsdow 601 "apps Hans, the Dutch Vidoeq; or, Hot Times at Round-Up 611 Bllda Barnacle, the Detective Hercules. 646 Cowboy Gld. the Cattle-Range Detective. 657 Warbl “I William, the Mountain Mountebsnk. 665 Jolly Jeremiah, the Plsins Detective. 676 Signal Sam, the Lookout Scout. 689 Billy the (:‘vypaivg Spy; or, The Myster 0! Two Lives. 699 Simple film, the roncho Buster; or. For iz Stakes. 712 The Mesrnerist Sport: or, The Mystified Detective. 733 Toltec Torn, the Mad Prospector. Kansas Jim. the Cross-Cut Detective. 761 Marmaduke. the Mustanger Detective. 778 The Rustler of Rolling Stone. 785 Lone "and Joe. the Committee of One. 801 Kent Kirby, the High-Kicker from Killbuck. BY BUFFALO BILL (Hon. Wu. F. 00(1)). 8 Kansas King: or, The Red Right Hsnd. 19 The Phi‘ntom 88y: or,The Pilot of the Pnirle. 55 Deadly- _ye. the nlrnown Scout; or, The Banded Brotherhood 68 Border Robin flood: or The Prairie Rover. 158 Paley Frank of Coiora or or, The Trspper’s Trust. t-l—I ‘ w i BY COLONEL PRENTISS lNGRAHAM. 72 Dick Doom’s Death-Grip: or, The Detective by Destiny. 77 Dick Doom‘s Destiny; or, Tln- River Blacklez‘s Terror. H4 Dick Door"; or, 'l he Sharpe and Sharks oi New York. fill-i Dick Doom In Boston; or, A Man of Muny Musks. 96 Dick Doom in Chicago. 0!! Dick Doom In the “lid “'esl. 808 Dick Doorn's (‘lean Sweep; or, Five Links in a Clue. 808 Dick Doorn’s Death Clue. 818 Dick Doom’s Diamond Deal. 749 Dashing Charlie; or The KcnluckyTenderioot’s First Trail. 796 Dashing Charlie’s Destiny; or. The Renegade’s Captive. 760 Dashing Charlie’s Pawnee Pard. 766 Dashing Charlie, the Rescuer. 497 Back Taylor, King oi the Cowboys. 737 Black Taylor, the ('(nnanchels ('a rtive. 748 Buck Taylor's Boy's; or, The Be Riders ofthe Rio Gmdo 560 Pawnee Bill, the Prairie Shadower. 718 Pawnee Bill; or, Curl, the Mad Cowboy. 719 Pawnee Bill‘s Pledge; nr,’i‘hu Cowboy‘s Donrn. 725 Pawnee Bill: or, Daring Dick. 692 Bedfern's Curious Case; m, The Rival Sharps. 697 Redfern at Devil’s Ranch; or, The Sharp from Tens. 702 Redi'ern’s High “and; or, Blue .lucket. 707 Bcdfern’s Last Trail; or, The Red Sombrero Rsngers. 668 Red Ralph’s Ruse: or, The Buccaneer Mldshi man. 674 Red Ralph's Bold Game; or,'l‘he Wizard silor. 679 Bed Ralph, the Shadow-er, or, The Freebooter’s Legacy. 644 Butterfly Billy’s Disguise. , 650 Butterfly Billy, the Pony Express Rider. 656 Butterfly Billy's Man ilunt. 662 Butterfly Billy’s Bonanza. 565 Kent Kingdont or, The Owls oi the Overland. 570 k'cnt Klagd-on s Shadowcr; 0?. the Card Queen. 575 kcnt Blagdon‘s Duel; cf, The Surgeon Scout. 586 Kent klngd on’s Doom; or, The Buckskin Avenger. 545 Lniltte Bun Down ; or, The Buccaneers oi' Burrstsrla, 550 Lafittc’s Legacy: 0r. The Avenglng Son. 555 Lailtte’s Confession; or, The Creole Corsair. 520 Buckskin Bill, the Comanche Shadow. 525 The Buckskin Brothers in Texas. 530 The Buckskin Bowers; HY. Tru- Cowboy Pirates. 585 The, Buckskin Rovers: or, The Prairie Fugitive. 540 The Buckskin Pnrds‘ Quest: or, Captain Kit-King, 508 The Royal Middy; or, The Shark and the Sea Cat. 507 The Royal Middy‘s Luck; ur,’i‘hc Hunted Midshipm 511 The Royal Middy’s Foe. 450 \Vlzard “'Ill : or. The Boy Ferret or New York. 454 \Vizard “'Ill’s Street Scouts. 474 \Viznrd “'Ill's I’ard; or. Fh-ra, the Flower Girl. 483 “'Izard “’lll's Last Case; or, The Ferrets Atiost. 429 Duncan Dare. the Boy Refugee. 433 Duncan Dare’s Plot: or, A Csbin Boy’s Luck. 487 Duncan Dure‘s Prize; or, The Sen. Raider. 441 Duncan Dare’s Secret; or, The Ocean Firefly. 402 lsodor, the Youn Conspirator: or. The Fatal Longue. 407 lsodor’n Double ‘har-e; or,Thc Bo Insurgent. 412 Isodor's “far-Cloud Cruise; or, 'lthlhi Yachtsman. 216 Bison Bill. the Prince of the Reine. 222 Bison Bill’s Clue; or, Grit, the Bravo Sport. 804 Dead Shot Dandy's Dilemma. 808 Dead Shot Dandy's Double; or, Keno Kit. 814 Dead Shot Dandy’s Deilancei or. The Bog Bugler. 607 Dead Shot Dandy’s Chief; or, The River etectivq. 245 Merle Monte‘s Leap for Life. 250 Merle Monte’s Mutiny: or. Brandt, the Buccaneer. 264 Merle Montc’s' Treasure Islan . 260 Merle Monte the Condemned. 276 Merle Monte’s Cruise: or. "The Gold Ship” Chsse. 280 Merle Monte’s Fate; or, The Pirate‘s Pride. 284 Merle Monte’s Pledge; or, The Sea Marauder. 107 The Kid Glove Sport; or. Little Grit, the Wild Rider. 204 The Kid Glove Sport’s Doom; or, Butl‘slo Bill, .59 Pony Express Rider. 7 Ruth Redmond, thc Girl Sltmlower. 63‘ Orlando, the Ocean Free Flag. 617 Ralph. the Dead-Shot Scout. 602 The Vagabond oi‘ the Mines. 597 The Texan Ds-iectlvc: or,Thc Black Bravos. 591 Dclmonte. the Young Sm Rover; or The Avenging San", 580 The Outcast Cadet: or. The False Detective. 495 Arizona Joe; or, The Bay l’ard or Texas Jack. 487 Nevada Ned. the Revolver Runner 468 Neptune N ed, the licy Coaster; or, Pirate in Spite. 462 The Sailor Boy “’andcrer} or. The Barn Guide. 446 llaphazard Harr : or.The Se. Sea grace. 393 The Red Claspt' "nude; or. The yLieutensnt. 887 \Var nth \Vfll. the Traitor Guide. 333 The ndian Pilot: or, The Search for Pirate island. 877 Bonodel, the Boy Revert or. The Flaglsss Schooner. 287 Billy Blue-Eye‘s 01 the Rio Grande. 287 Lone Star. the Cowboy Ca tsln. ’ 229 Crimson Kate, the Girl ruiler; or, The Cowboy s Triumph. 116 The llnssar Captain: or. The Hermit of Hell Gate. _‘- 111 The Sea-Devil; or, The Midshipmsn's hmcy. 102 Dick Dead-Eye, the Smuzgrer ; or, The Crutse of the Vixen. 75 The Boy Duelist; or, The Cruise of the Sea.“ on, 62 The Shadow Ship; or,Ths Rival Lieutenants. 24 Diamond Dirk; or, The Mystery of the Yellowstone. 17 Ralph Boy, the Boy Buccaneer; or. The Fugitive Yacht, 7 The Flying Yankee; or, The Ocean Outcast. LATEST AND NEW ISSUES. 814 Ace High, the Frisco Detective. By C. E. Tripp. 815 Broadway Billy’s Bank Rocket; onle City Detec- tive’s Big Haul. By J. C. Cowdnck, 816 Deadwood Dick, Jh’fl, Rival. By Edward L. Wheeler. 817 Widcawake. the Tl'llll-boy Detective. By Col. A. F. Holt. 818 The Hustler Rogue-Catcher. By Wm. R. Eyster. 819 Dick Doom’s Girl Mascot. By Col. Prentiss Ingrahsm. 820 Nobby Ned, the Tenderfoot Detective. By “'m. G. Pnlun._ Ready April ii. 821 Broadway Billy’s Blair- BY J. C. Cowdrlck. Ready Aprl 18. A New Issue Every Tuesday. 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