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ing the “tlyest” town, the greatest gambling
center, and the most dangerous place for a
man of means of any place in its section of
the State. ,

Although by no means a city, it is a town of
considerable size, and boasts of a. considerable
floatng population.

Its [ll‘llll'lpal and costliest buildings are, as a

‘ rulc, dcvoted to the gambler—gilded palaces of
sin, many of them, where thousands of dollars
change hands, nightly, and which, in point of
elegance of arrangement and perfection of
management, rival those of any of" the more
eastern saloons and “ halls.”

Del Norm is a. sort of center of travel, from
the four points of the compass, Where men of
all classes , peculiar to the far “Test Congre-

ate.

g But seldom, of recent years, have the usual
saloon fracases of western life occurred in Del
Norte, although hundreds of thousands of dol-
lars change hands there, on every species of

ame with cards, every month of the year.

But, on the night we have to deal with—oc-
curred one of the most cowardly acts that had
taken place in a number of years.

And thereby hangs this tale.

It had been a pleasant summer‘s day, late in
the season. and there was an unusually large
influx of visitors into the plaCe—miners, pros-
pectors, rancher-es, herdsmen, (the so-called
cowboy) rangers, trappcrs, lmnters and the
whole 26 cetcra, that go toward making up
wild western life.

' TWo men met in front of the Southern Hotel,
late in the afternoon, about five o’clmk, on the
long piazza. _

Both were standing near together smoking
Spanish chcroots, and though they lad never
before met, it was but natural politeness that
they should fall into conversation.

One was a rather gaudin attired person of

" some five and forty years, whose cast of feature
and complexion pronounced him a Spanish-
American; swarthy skin, black hair and mus-
tache, and whose facial and (physical perfections
would attract attention an comment in any
audience. Then too, although his dress was

’ rat-her “loud,” 115 was rich, and he wore expen-
8ivo jewelry. _ '

The ot"er party was purely American; a
round manly face, honest brown eyes, a well-
developcd figure of medium stature, and a. gen-
eral expression of personal indewndcnce, and
integrity, were his notable characteristics.

His dress was plain and unassumii , albeit he
wore the convantional slouch hat and nee boots

of the West, and silver-mounted- revolvcrs were

in the silver-chased belt that encircled his waist.

A we th of carefully-kept dark-brown hair fell

in gr ceful waves over his shoulders; and a

pretty mustache adorned his hp. _

-. While the younger man placidly smoked hlS
cheroot and gazed up at the mountain-tops,
which reflected the sunset’s dying rays, the elr er

' man surveyed him rather curiously, as if im-
pressed with his manly beauty.

For, in truth, the young American was hand-

me—ay, noble looking. -

Finally‘the Spaniard uttered the words:

“ rm going to gamble fo-m'ght I"_

They were evidently intended for the ears of.

' the younger man, who immediately turned his
gaze upon the s kcr. _ '

“ Did on ad! recs me, sir ?” ho inquired. -

“Wel , yes, my friend, I did,” the Spaniard

ied, in excellent English. “(You are an

American, are you not?” ,

“I am.”

“ And proud to say it
"to be one of nature’s nob

“Richard Bristol." ‘

“What?” - ~

~ (“ As I said, Richard Bristol.” - .

n “Otherwise, Deadwood Dick, Junior?”

"Exact! . But how did_yon guess!” . V
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“ By no means. I am n. gentleman of leisure,
and the owner of one of the wealthiest estates in
New Mexico.
lessncss, [net with heavy monetary losses lately,

' and to-uight 1 am going to redeem them.”

“ You are foolish.”

“ lbe so?"

“ Do you not know the repute of Del Norte?”

“ Ay! and that was why I came here. There
was never a Mellique but what could handle the
cards like an expert.
to makeor to break. If I break—well, I don’t
know what. If I win, all right. 1 have been
crossed in love, and have but little care what
becomes of me.”

“Pshawl” said Dick, advisingly: “you look
like too sensible a man” to throw yourself away
for a. woman’s sake—to be so rash and inconsid-
crate. ’ .

“Thank you. But I have loved with all the
order of my Castilian nature, yet because I
was not nearly so young as herself she rejected
my love.”

“ Does she live in Santa Fri"

“ Yes. She is my bri:lher‘szuloptcd daughter.
Her rle nume I have never been able to learn,

but I do know that, although she hears the 1
name of my brother, she, is a nat1veborn Amcri- .

can, of presumably Yankee parentage!”

“ Her name?”
“ Donna INolal”
‘ ‘ Pretty ?”

“Beautiful asa houri. I never met her un-

til a few years ago, having been a long time "

abroad. When I began suit for her hand, I
thought, at fast, that she fancied me. Then,
my nephew, the son of a brother deceased, seem-
ed to draw 'her away from me. and
tio left home. Should I die without leavingr n
wil his nephew inherits my pro )crty, by the
provisions of my father‘s will. Sel‘ore it shall
ever go to him, will bequeath it to an entire
stranger. My brother does not need it, being
worth a million, at least, so, whenever I get;
ready to die, The Turrets go to whomsoever
I may elect. ere’s a. secret mine beneath the

place, rich in pre ions ore, but I have never s

bothered myself to vork it always having plenty
of money until Donna Nola made me‘ desperate.

“ Now, you know the substance of my story.
I have been studying you Well. You are a man.
I like ou, as I never liked an American before,
excop Nola. Now, listen. I am going to gam-
ble, to-night, at the San Carlos.
win—perhaps lose. There is no way of telling
just how matters will turn out.
the result, I have arranged all things. If I de-
tect cheating, there will be trouble. Someone

will get hurt. Chances are it will be myself. .

Now will you do me a favor?”

“ ertainly; what is it!" .

“This: If I am shot, take me immediately to
my room, at this hotel."

I ‘ I will most assuredly.”

“‘In all probability, I will not be shot dead.
A lawyer will be in Waiti in the room. In
my inside pocket you will
legatee, an my signature. If I am conscious, I
will direct the matter.

Will you take it, and see that my remains are
taken home?” ‘ .

“ I will. But, sir, why be so rash, and—”

“No ‘but’ about it, Bristol; no' words can
dissuade me from my purpose. Here is a valu.
able diamond, ring—an old family relic. Take
it. - Should it become your melancholy duty to
take me ' home, show this to my brother Pedro,
and it Will insure you'hls lifelong friendship and
hospitality. But, beware lest it' fall into the.
hands of my'nephew, Juan, for if so, it will
bring about your ruin. Now, remember what
I have told _you, Bri. Be at the San Carlos,
tonight, ant you will age me there. Make no
interference in any trouble that may occur, but

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. CHAPTER 1;.
T33 3” Cums manor; ‘
DICK BRISTO had listened to the words of
the Spaniard ,Wi b no small degree of mum:
meat. ,He had Studied the 'maur‘narré. Fly; in
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i the facts of the (71150,. \\ hen he said he was love-
deswmtc, 1‘“. .1- tools. we mortal men, to let a.
woman‘s pretty face and torn: run away with
our better M‘llrl‘l But, such is life.

“ It is incumbent on me to visit the San Car-
los, to-nigh‘u, and as lilo has been somewhat
stagnant of late, I tuipposc I might as well see
’ the thing out and perhaps prevent the. Spaniard
1 from carrying out his desperate purpose—

And to the San Carlos, at tin-appointed hour,
Richard betook himself.

The San Carlos was one of the gaming palaces
of Del Nortc, and perhaps the best Iatronized.
The exterior was not preteiititms, but the in-
terior was beautiful wuh fine furniture, costly
mirrors and pictures and an elaborately fur-
nished bar.

Brilliantly lighted, and the picture or ‘uxury
and elegant taste, no robin west of Chicago
- could be found to excel it. ~
1 Dick entered the place, paused near the door,
l glanced over the assemblage, and then abruptly
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That he had seen some one he knew was ap-
parent.

' He made his way immediately to the hotel,

1 held a short Consultation with the office clerk,

. and then Went to his room.

W hen he came down-stairs and left the hotel,
it was in the clever disguise of a black-bearded
{gent of Jewish blood—the makemp being per-

ect. ‘

1 He then returned to the San Carlos, which

I was comfortably well filled with devotees of the

; gamblin 'tables.

Jose ellique was seated at‘a table with
a genteel-looking. middle—aged man, and they
wore playing poker, each having quite a sizable
pile of chips before him. ‘

Although, perhaps neither Dick nor Mellique
were acquainted with the fact, this genteel-
lookiug individual was one of the most success-
ful card-players in Celorado, and is, ‘to-day—Dr,
Larry chg‘an, by name.

T here was another attrmtion within this
, gilded palace that seemed to have, even greater
l magnetism for the ordinary spectator than even
; the card-tables, and this attraction embraced
v three distinct features, a man. an ugly,
scrawny-looking mule, and an equelly via-lens-

? looking billy-goat.

The first—mentioned stood at the bar, while the
others stood near patiently awaiting orders. It
was a ludicrous spectacle in that elegantly-fur
nished saloon. .

The center of the group, who was a battle-
scarred, sun-tanned frontier veteran, was speak-
in :

E Yas yere we are, ther Great Terrific Tri-

angle, valanche, Jeremiaher 8:: Co., ther de-

vastatin‘ dccoction o‘ dcmoliton of the West—
ther rip-snortin’. screamin’, gougin,’ bumped-u
hurricane from Devil’s Delight. an’ we aire dr -

er than thcr cuvortin’ sin-icons uv thcr Desert 0’

Sahary. So produce yer bottle, gin—jerker, an’

let's irrigate our crops. Conic thm‘. set ’er'out,

' lively, or our b’ilers will alt dry. an’ we’ll e;-

plode an’ bu’st up'ther bull shebang!”

“Do you want a. drink?” demanded the dapper
; bartender, settirg out a. lass.

' “ Yas. by ther humpe -up ham-bone, 1 want
a drink l” the Annihilator roared. “ but I don’t
want none o’thet size narya time. Jest yer

: trot out a quart bottle 0’ rcg’lar (tuld hornet-

! juice. sech as would take the skin off’m a cop-

! per-lined b’iler. That’s ,{her medicine ' Tri.

.qngle imhibes, an don forget ter yap .the
stopper neither.” , ' ~ 1"

“ A quart of whisky Wlll cost you a‘VLold ‘,
man!” ,. ’ l  -"

“snortin’ snappin’-turtles! Is that aly'o‘ er
bigness, ye durncd lunk? Why, blast yo, We
paidr'u sawbuck many’s the time, an’ never,
winced er wrinkle l“ . ' ,

“Very Well, nerdooce yer filthy, and the p’izen
isforthcoming!” “ . -

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goin’ tcr pcrduce the throat—wet, or ani’t ye?”
A bottle was placed upon the bar. and the An-

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1“ Ball stuil' !” he said, with a dubious shake of
the bowl. “ Why, that aire stuff would kill an

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l I “ X .r another! Mebbe I ain’t much of a

judge myself, ’cause I never drunk more’n forty

bar’l. But I’ve got some one as kin tell a good
article 'ust as well as any revenue detective.

Hyar, eremiaher, jest pass yer lucid opinion'on

tlier vartues of this ’ere p’izcu,” and thrusting

the nozzle of the bottle into the goat’s mouth,
malanche allowed some of the liquor to run
d0wn his throat.

No sooner done, than Jerry stam 1 one foot
unwrily, and uttered a discordant “ au-a-a l”

‘7’ Thar, didn’t I tell 0? By ther great ham-
bone, Jerr knows g from had, every day in
a week. eer, you Prudence Cordelia, you kin
hev the rest, ye ommannerly beast.”

. And, to the amusement of the crowd, the old
, , man poured the contents of the bottle down the
‘ animal’s throat, at which Prudence nodded her
head and frisked ,her tail, as much as to say,

“ that’s the proper caper !” _

In the meantime, the antics of Avalanche
and his pets had not attracted the attention of
Mellique and Doc Keegan from their game, of
which Deadwood Dick, Jr., was an interested
spectator, as were several others.

The doctor was an expert player, but evi-
dently no match for the Spaniard, for he lost
steadil .

" Mellique's chips already called for several
- thousand dollars, besides an equal amount he had
i cashed.

Keegan’s usually bland countenance was be—

: . ginning to assume anything but a pleasant ex-
’ pression: while, as for Melliquc. he played with

a cool indifference, and manifested no particu-
lar satisfaction at his run of good luck.

The game was played on the square, neither
man showing a disposition to cheat.

Finally on losing p. big “ pot” Keegan uttered
a growl of rage. “

“ Curse your infernal luck!” he cried, are
"you cheating, or how is it you are continually
winning?”

“ I should presume you are old enough a card-
player, to detect me, if I had been cheating,”
was the quiet reply.

“ I’m not so sure about that!” was the retort.
“Some players are so clever at cheating, that

\ others cannot detect them.”

“ Then, do on accuse me of cheating?” Melli-
que demander , flushir‘ifi dark with anger.

' “ I did not say so. 9 will play the last game,
. and I’ll stake my last two thousand on winning.

If I lose l’m broke, and you’re in ten thousand
dollars.”

“ Very well.”

' Four thousand dollars were put into the pot.

Then a new pack of cards was procured, shuf-
fled and dealt. , ' .

“I call you!” Kecgan said instantly, after
looking over his cards, and laid down (our jacks,
with a. smileof triumph. . _

“That don’t scare me!” replied . the Other-
“ I have [our aces!” And he raked in the ot!

.( Keegan instantl leaped to his feet, an lev-
eled a cocked ratio ver at his opponent.

, _, “You havu robbed me!” he cried, fiercely.
1 W i “ I demand back the money you have Won from
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. “ You will not get it!” Don Jose retort/ed, also

i  i - 1 ing to his feet.

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P , ’s INHERI‘I‘AN’CE.
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Dick found no (iifiiculity in procuring assist—
l ance, and the Don was lifted from the floor and
; carried to the room that had been assigned him
{at the hotel. The lawyer was there, as ap-
pointed. .

Here the Don was deposited upon a bed, and
a doctor called in; but, when he had made an
examination, he told the wounded man there
was no hope for his recovery.

except the law er, who answered to the name of
Sykes. Be an the Spaniard Were then closeted,
for some time, after which DcadWood Dick was
recalled.

He approached the bed, and at once saw that
Mellique was failing rapidly.

“M friend,” the Spaniard said, “ I am not
much lon er for this world. The Wurst has been
done, am now, will you carry out my wishes,
as you promised?”

“ I will,” Dick re lied, gravely.
make a promise that Fdo not intend to keep.”

"Very well. I ought not to have questioned
your word, sir, for I know you to be true. But,
now listen: When I am no more, box up my re-
mains and accompany them to Santa Fe.

circumstances of my death, and show him the

come.

, “ Here are two papers. One is a private letter
to my brother the other is my will.
to Pedro, and he will make known to you their
contents.

Fe, and give me a decent burial. Of the bal—
ance, on me to see the Donna Nola, in private,
and give her one—half. The remaining» half on
are to retain as a present from" me. ,
here, Will accompany you to Santa Fe, to assist
in the provmg' ot‘ the will.
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. I have been, but my wife is dead.”
’ “ Then

it is my dying hope that you meet
it will eventually terminatein your marriage,

mystery that overhangs her life. ‘
“ And now last, but not least, let me give you

it is known how have left my (property, no
matter where you go, or What you 0, beware of
Juan Mellique! He will be your bitter enemy,
and, as an enemy, Juan is a subtle, dangerous

man!”

“ But, I do not understand, sir. Why should
he be my enemy?"

“Because, by making this will, I have disin-

as The Turrets—a property he has always hoped
and schemed to ssess.”

“gut, what has that'to do with his enmity for
me 1‘

“This much: that l have made you my heir,
and be will hate you with all the rancorous spite
of his evil nature!”

“ You have made me your heir, sir?” Dick ex-
claimed his surprise knowing no bounds.

“ Ay! even so.”

“ But, for what cause? I am naught to you
but a stranger, and others have stronger claims
upon you I” ,

“ No. I have seen fit to make you mv heir in
preferch to all others. The Turrets is yours,
and no one can rightfully wrest the propert
from you.

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“ Now, here. Take the money and the papers
and put them away on your person. Then.
leave me until I send for you, as I have some-
thing else to say to the lawyer.” ' l v ' :

Dick followed the, instructions and retired, 
wondering what would be the next exnefieiloeto ‘
mark his already eventful career. ‘ 3

Strange indeed had been the life he had led, .9
since the time he had first assumed the mime of 3
Deadwood Dick. Junior; and was be new on the I
verge of one stranger and more'nmmentous than 
all others?

After leaving the Don’s room, he went down- i

; stairs, left the hotel, and , sought the San Carlos

gaming~hall, for his curl was great to learn

‘ , it Doctor Keegan had been; filed.

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diamond ring, and he will make you thrice w el-‘l

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and that you will be the. means of solving the 

a warning: When on arrive in Santa Fe, and ;

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hub of a tree. “'e i‘cllers beer in )el Norm
don’t ’low no cold-blooded murderin’ a-goin’ on

’round this town, not by a jugl‘ul.”

“ Why, who shot the gambler?" Dick inquired,
for really, be had no idea himself.

“ Why, ct war thct old chap, over at the bar,
as was tryin’ to make hisself funny by stuflin
bug-juice down his mulc’s throat. Old Ava/4
' lanchc, he called himself, an’ be allowed he
‘ could clean out the. hull towu, but we jugged
him just the same!”

And with this information the speaker turned
‘ importantly away.

[ Dick whistled softly to himself.

' “Avalanche in jail, eh?” he mus-ed. “Well,
this is a bad go! I certain] had no idea of see-

} ing the old chap in Del Torte tonight. He

‘ turns up everywhere. Something must he done

’ to ct him out of this scrape. But what?”

'lhat ,was a uestion, and one, too, that in-

! volvcd considers le perplexity.

V If Melliue died. it was Dick’s intention to
leave for nta Fe on the. morirw; but now
this was not to be thought of, unless he could
free the Annihilator.

Avalanche must be libcrateil by all means.
But how i

, By casual inquiry Dick ascertained the loca-
tion of the jail, and quitted the San Carlos.

Outside the night was dark as Scygia—so in—
tensely black that one could scarcely see his hand
before his face.

The jail was some distance away, but Dick
soon neared it.

As he did so, a voice called out:

“ Halt! who comes there?”

I ‘1; Then there was the audible click of a. rifle-
oc .

‘. “ Humph! The calaboose is guarded on tho

outside,” Dick muttered. 'l'hen aloud he cried:

, “ It‘s rue—Smith!”

; " What Smith?”

“Jack Smith!”

“ Waal, Jack Smith, you just git up and
hump yerself on tlicr back trail, or I’ll flfldye full

I o’ plumbago. Don’t allow no one ’roun hyer
' to-night. Now git!” \
“You bet,” responded Dick, and he beat a r

“ “’hcn out of earshot, however, he paused.

“Now, see here, my fine fellow,” he mused,
“ you‘re just my mutton. I’ll approach on on
another tack, and lay you out. Ef you re out-
side, it stands to reason there ain’t no guard on
i the inside. I’ll get your keys, release Old Ava-
' lanche, and no one will ever be the wiser as to
‘ how he escaped. So look out for me, sentinel.”

Equipping himself with a stout club, which he
happened to run across, he made a wide detour
around the jail.

Then, with the stealth of a cat, he crept near
to the guard, whose tramp! tramp! tramp he
could hear.

Closer and closer he drew, until he could al-
most touch the fellow with his stick.

The guard was standing directly in frontot
the door of the jail, which was a small concern,
7 buliflt of stone. He was whistling softly to
se .

A little nearer drew Dick, then hauling of,
he struck the guard a heavy blow over the head
with the club,

Down went the fellow like a log, and did not
attempt to arise. A good reason, too, for he
was knocked senseless as a log.

Kneeling beside him, Dick quick! found the
key in one of his pockets. To unloc and open
the door was but the work of a moment. *

“ Avalanche! Avalanche!” he cried. .

“ Hello!” was the reply. “ Who’s callin‘l”

‘ :5? friend. Come, the do'or’s open. Harry
on . .-

The scout needed no second invitation, but
was out in the open air in a ji y. .i '

“ Great ham-bone, who aire.yel” he dammi-
edz‘fienng into Dick’s face.

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It is a large block-stone dwelling, set down
upon a spacious, well-shaded lawn, and has
evory surrounding and general appearance of
belonging to a man of considerable means, if not
of great riches.
he house itself is of rather odd shape, being
two full high stories in hight, and havmg many
odd “ L’s,” gables and WlndOWS.
It is ni ht, and the mansion is ablaze with
light, wh' e hundreds of Chinese lanterns are
swung from tree to tree, illuminating the
pounds. A wide iazza, as usual in hot Climes,
runs around the w ole house, and upon this ga -
iy dressed couples are seen promenading, whi e
rom within doors come the throbbing strains of
for 'chorean music.’
u let us enter—not the great, ele antly fur-
n' parlors where bevies of rich y dressed
people are whirling hither and thither in the
names of the giddy waltz—but to a well-fur-
nished library where two gentlemen are seated
at a table, w ereon are a bottle of wine and

glasses.

The one is a portly, pleasant-appearing gentle-
man, of fifty, with side-whiskers and a ruddy
face, and well dressed.

At a lance, he is evidently of Spanish-Amer-
ican bi .

The other is a young man, but little over age,
if that-15 decidedly good-looking fellow, with a
round, handsome face of manly expression,
dark-brown eyes, hair and mustache, his hair
sowing in graceful waves down over his shoul-

ers.

He is evidently a full-blooded American, is
dressed in the hight of New York fashion, wears
costly diamonds, and one would scarcely reco -
nize our hero, Richard Bristol, otherwise Dee -
wood Dick, Junior.

“ Yes, Bristol, my boy, I can never find sum-
cient means to express the gratitude I bear for

‘ou, for assisting me to keep back the truth, un-
til this momentous night!” the elder man Was

88. mg. ,

X Within an hour, Donna Nola will have be-
come Don J uan’s bride, and then one of the ob-
jects of my later life will have been accomplish-
ed. Juan is. rich in his own ri ht, and the loss of
The Turrets will but little 9. ect him. He has
won a rize of a wife, and will be content.”

“ I ear not, Don Pedro,” Dick replied, sober-
ly, “and I sometimes feel sorry I consented to
your reposal. When Don Juan comes to learn
that on Jose left a will, and who the real
hair is, and the trick you have played upon
him, I anticipate there will be a deuce of a
row l”

“ Pshawl no; Juan always listens to me,
like an own son, and I can easily quiet him

idown.”

" Well, perhaps: but, really, I have sincere
doubts about the matter, sir; while, as for Donna
Nola, it seems to me like a crime to force her to
nary a man she has no love for.”

“ 0 use to talk that way, young man. No
force has been used !”

l “ It amounts to about the same thing. She
. was given to understand before she consented to
the engagement, that when she was Don Juan’s
aflianeed wife, she would receive the history of
l her early life. This promise has not been kept.”

“ She told you this?”

“ She did, and more—that, marrying Juan, she

. was committing a sacrileg . for she positively
' hated her afilanced husband l” 4
‘ The Don’s brow darkened.
“By my soul, I don’t like this, from you, a

. est in my own house!” he sputtered. ,
e ‘ Can’t help it whether you do or not,” Dick
gbluntlyxeplied. “It’s sim l the truth. If the
; . takes place. it wi l a most unhappy

union, or the Donna Nola cares nothing for your

Wt! dare say you’ve an idea in your head that
. she cares more for you I" sue the Don

‘ :. «Ne; fir, I have nevor even intimated such a:

2 “ ‘ wl‘ Let us not quarrel. . Nola does not
are the map of my finger for you. Because
" fie has treated you with rather unusual cordial-
, ity,during your ste. here, you should not infer
Moire cares a 83' or eyou. She simply did it
- toBIpJuan. But, is the subject drop, The
'will'bemarrled, in an hour: and tomorrow
will take on to the Pines, and showm'yon your
’ a

.ostatc. _ _ V lup. hr wine, we will
hire a look mtdtbe par oral”
l The wine was drank. and they were about to

K, i i‘ p, g from the table,yhena young man strode

max-00m.   I, .
owes of about are  , us, and

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He wore a handsome full-dress suit, that ill-
became the angry scowl upon his face.

Striding up to the table, he slapped a note up-
on it in front of Don Pedro.

" Read that!” he cried.

The note was quickly opened and perused bv
the'Don, who immediately leaped to his feet with
an imprecation.

“Come with me!” he cried, seizing Juan by
the arm. “ We shall see about this.”

And they hurried from the library.

The note was left behind on the table.

lVith a faint smile, Dick picked it up.

“ I think [We an idea of the contents,” he
thought.

It was written on a tiny sheet of scented note
paper, and ran as follows:

“ Don Jenn—I have made up my mind that I can-
not marry you. So you may as well dismiss the
guests. LA."

“ As I thought,” Dick muttered. “There will
bewtrouble in camp, now. I wonder where Nola
IS

Since Dick had come to Santa Fe, he and the
Don’s beautiful adopted daughter had been much
in each other’s society and greatly to the disap-
proval of. Don Juan.

There was a little rustic arbor in the lower
end of the grounds, all covered over With vines,
and when they wanted to chat together they
were wont to meet there.

Dick bethought himself of the tryst, now, and ‘

uietly leaving the house, he stole away toward
t is green nest.

All was silent as he drew near, but the mo-
ment he entered the bower a pair of arms were
thrown lovingly about his neck, and a tearful
voice exclaimed:
 0h, Dick, is it you? Have you heard about
1

“ Yes, Donna, I even read the note.
ing to create trouble, I fear.”

“ I camiot help it if it does. 0h, Dick, I
could not marry that man whom I so despise
and fear!”

“Well, I can’t say I blame you. I dislike the
fe110w myself. Come and sit down, Donna, and
we will talk about it.”

“Please don’t call me Donna, Dick. I hate
that title. Call me just plain Nola, the same as
I call you Dick. Oh, tell me: what am I going
to do?”

“ Well, I’m afraid that will be a hard job
for me to do, Nola. I suppose the Don will be
incensed at you for refusing to marry Juan, will
he not?”

“ Oh. yes, he will be fearfully (may, and I
dare not 0 back to the house. I lieve he
would kil me, he has such a violent tem r.
Dick, you are the only friend I have .now. Iigor
Heaven’s sake, take me away from here! I will

0 anywhere, only to escape from here. You
i now I love you-you cannot hel from see-
mg that. It was for you I buoke o with Juan.
Perhaps, had you never come here, I should
have taken the fatal ste and sacrificed m self
to Juan Mellique. Bu now—never! arry
me Dick, and take me forever out of the power
of Don Pedro and Juan l”

She threw her arms impulsively about his
neck and burst into sobs, her head resting upon
his shoulder. .

“ ’Sh 2” Dick said, pressing his lips to her fore-
hea . “Your weepin may attract attention
this way. Don’t cry, or I’ll try and at you
out of this trouble In one way or anrgher. I
know you do like me Nola, but I am afraid you
have not known me long enough to be sure you
wouliilike to marry me.”

“ yes I have! There is no one on earth
I would rather have than you.”

“ Well, I’ll think it over. In the mean time,
do on not know of some kind family who
we d take you in and shelter on for a few
hours, until can see how the and lays and
make some needed arran meats?” , ~

“I know of but one p so. There is a minis-
ter and his wife. who live out on the outskirts
(if the town. I visit them often, out of charity
for they. are very poor: Perhaps they wo (i
take me in.” ,

“ Then lose no time, but go to them at once.
If they are good Clgistian people, and v you
them your story is ore is no doubt but what
they will let you in and care for you...' Here is
money. Pay them well. and remain with
until I call for you, be it in an hour, 'daYi‘month

0r ear.” _ W ,

" 0h, Dick! not so long as—P- ,

“Tut! tut! Fear not. for I will home as soon
as possible,,and when I do come. it Will be to

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‘ And when you are"
my wife, you are also mistress of "The Tar
rets.’ ”

“ What!”

“Just as I say. When you marry me, you
marry ‘ The Turrets.’ ”

“ By no means, my Nola.

“ Pray explain. I do not understand.”

“ Well, you see, before he died Done Jose left
a will, disinheriting Don Juan, and making me
his heir. This fact I communicated to Don
Pedro, here, who enjoined me to silence, until
after 1your marriage, fearing, were my inheri-
tance nown to Juan, it would create a rupture.
I shall keep back the truth no longer, now, but
make pre arations to take possession of my new
home an bride. But, you had best go while
you have time.” a

“ Yes, I will go, Dick, my darling, and pray
I may soon see you again. But, promise me
one thin : that you will not venture near ‘ The-
Turrets, until you have first heard my story
about the place.”

“ Very well, my dear. It shall be as you
wish.”

Then, after a loving embrace, they parted,
Nola hastening away out of the grounds, by a
rear gate. ______

CHAPTER V.

WRATH UNLOOSED.

AFTER watchin until Nola was safely out of'
the grounds, Die hastened back toward the
mansnon.

' “ I’ll wager I’m in for some trouble,” he mut—-
tered, “for no doubt both of the Dons will ac-
cu 6 me of_ bein the cause of the Donna’s
change of mind. at, let them accuse, and be
hanged! I ask no odds of them. Nola is mine,
in spite of them, and so is ‘ The Turrets.’ So,
what care 1? By the way, it occurs to me I had
better put my pa rs in a place of safe-hoe ing,
so that, in caseo trouble, I cannot lose t em.
The will has not yet been proved, and. should it
be destroyed, in claim to ‘ The Turrets’ would
be worthless. o—morrow. Sykes will return
from Santa Rosa and then the matter of the
will must and shall be settled. But, what shall
I do with my papers, for the present?”

He aused outside of the mansion, and delib-

ra .

“ I might intrust them to Nola’s hands, were-
she here,” he mused, “ but as she is not, I must.
dispose of them in some other way. But, how—
Where? Ah! 1 have it, now i”

That very day he noticed a tin tobacco-box
lying on the lawn. It would be large enough to
hold the will, the ring, and a few other private
papers he possessed, including his U. S. Detec-
tive warrant.

So he began to search for it, and in a few
minutes succeeded in finding it.

Placing in it such things as he “did not care to
carry about his person, includin the better por-
tion of his money, be firmly cosed down the
cover, and, proceeding to an obscure part of the

ounds, he cut out a square piece of sod and
En it aside.

Then he scooped out some of the dirt, and
wrap it up in a paper. Next he replaced the-
box in the hole, and returned the sod to its
0 ' inal position.

en, disposing cf the package of dirt, the" b
was completed, and he returned to the man on
and mingled among the dancers.

It was over an hour ere he saw anything of
either of the Dons, but finally they entered the
parlor together, looking anything but good-na-

tured.

Dick had not finiShed a waltz with Myra Hel-
lique the on’s own daughter, when, while
standing b andwatching the other waltners, he
felt a tone upon his shoulder.

Turning, he came face to face with Don Pe-

“ I would like to see on in the library, young
” the Don said,y and abruptly

awafi. I .
“ ow for it,” thought Dick, as he followed.
“ As Old Avalanche would say, ‘ there’s a hail—
storm of demolition about to burst forth._

The two entered the library and became seat.-

Don Juan w not resent. _
Don Pedro’s co wgs clandedwith an er,

“ Bristol,” he said, "‘ where is Donna on?”
'“ Donna Nola?” echoed Dick.
Where about the house.,lsn’t she?”

“No, sir, she is nOt 1’

“ Then, how do you expect me to know whoa? I
9 a .
g for . ;

ishe iszk, I saw her early in the eveni
ghouid suppose ishe would now be drags)?

the bridal minnow”

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“Indeed! Why, that is strange! What can
have become of her?”

“ You can best answer that question, sir, and
you must answer it I”

“I? Why, you talk foolish, sir. \Vhat do I
know about the Donna? I’ve not been dogging
her footsteps every minute to keep her in
sight!”

“That matters not awhit, sir. You know
where she is, and have got to tell or sulfer the
consequences. You’ve caused all the mischief in
my house you are likely to.”

“ ln,whab way, snri Have I not conducted my-
self as a gentleman since I have been here?"

" No, sir, you have not. You, knowing that
the Donna Nola was the aflianced wife of Don
Juan, have sought, by every power you posseSs,
to fascinate and inf atuate her. You have suc-
ceeded in turning her foolish youn head, and
she has broken oif the match with non at the
very bridal hour, and put disgrace upon the,
never—before dishonored name of Mellique. Ayl
even more—you have abducted the poor child,
and I shall hold you responsible!”

“ ’Tis false! I have not abducted our daugh-
ter! If she has fled, she did so on ier own ac-
count. As you well know by our previous in-
terview tonight, 1 have never put forth the
slightest impediment to the marriage; indeed.
in keeping silent concerning the inheritance, I
have favored the match. You are both unman-
ly and unjust in making this attack on me, and
you know it well!”

“Bahl you are a liar, and a double-faced
'scoundrel, and you shall answer for this night-)9.
disgrace with your life. Up—stairs Juan is lock».
ed in aroom raving like a madman. But for
me, he Would havo killed you, ere this!”

Dick smiled, provokingly: then he suddenly
arose, his face stern, his eyes flashing danger-
ousl .

“ Don Pedro Melliquel” he cried, “ I will listen
to no more insults from you. I thought you a
gentleman, but, now, I see that you are not one.
Understand this: I fear neither you nor your
nephew. I shall leave your house, and take up
my quarters at the Planicr’s Hotel. until I as-
sume control of ‘The, '

 

Turrets.’ You need no
longer $0ch to keep from Dun Juan the fact that
[am owner of tnat property, So, if you want
anything of me. you will find me at the l’lantcr’s.
Good—night!” and the young detective started
out of the, room, and left the house.

llc Went direct to the Planter’s Hotel, and
registered, and there learned where he could
iind a minister.

Then, to the minister’s he went, and o

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an interview.

lIis object in this visit, was to find the mum,
of the minister to whose house. Nola lxml 119:],
1nd where his residence was located, 1“”. he had
neglected to make these inquiries of N,,],,_

The minister gave him the desired informal-
't ion, and he took his (l'tlmrllire, The im,,,,,.,.,._
irllt‘fl clergym'in‘s name was Salem, ami I‘m-me
of an hour, Dick stood knocking at the door of
MP. qalcm‘s n; -t very Tn'llfli inl i'mi(-1m(-.\_

The summons was :iii:~‘\'.'ei'ml by a meek-faced,

neatly-clad middle-aged \‘xoin'zn.

IS the Reverend Mr. Salem at home?” Dick
asked, politely. , V

“ Yes, sir. “'ill you walk in ("

Dick (lid walk in, to Wllili: pl‘OVOd folio a large
but humbly furnished kitchen. the most conspic—
uous furniture of which wcr" a numherof clothes
bars, loaded down with laundry work.

There were three, persmxs in the room, as Dick
entered—the minister’s wife. He minister him-
self, a thin, consumptive-iichin}: man, and—
Nola, who, now arrayed in a calico dress, was
actually assisting Mrs. Salem at ironing!

She dropped her flat-iron plump on the floor,
however, who“ She saw Dick. and with a glad
(fry rUShcd forward t0 H1001; hinL

1‘ Oh! Dick, 110W glad I am to see yi >11 here,”
she said, putting": her arms about his waist. “ I
was so afraid you wouldn’t come, very soon.
See, I’ve been trying my hand at housework, so
I would lmow how to do things, when we are
Settled at The Turrets. But, come here: I ’most
forgot, I was so glad ’90 See you. Mr. and Mrs.
Salem, this is my friend, Mr. Bristol, whom I
was telling you about!” . _

Both the minister and 1115 Wife shook hands
with Dick. and bade him a cordial Welcome,

“It was Verv good of you to take Nola in,”
Dick said, “ and I will pay youweli.“

“Nay. Speak not of pay, $11" for the good
young lady has paid us a long Way ahead.
and Put us in comfortable circumstances. Had
she come penniless, she should have had shelter
She is a good girl. sir, and you may well be
proud of her, if you are to he married. But,
'We hope you Will not take her away from us,

 

so soon, for we love to have her here. She
has been a good Samaritan to us, in days of ad—
versity.”

“ I shall not take her fora few days yet. until
I get matters well arranged for her comfort.”

“ And so you are tobc the new master of ‘ The
Turrets,’ my friend?”

“ Yes, sir; so it is willed.”

“ “fell, I wish you all the good luck in the
world, but I have grave misgivings you won‘t
like the place, grand in many reslxxcts though
it is. If you live a year there. you’ll do better
than an one else has done since I’ve known
it, and ’ve lived here since I was a child.”

“ Indeed? Nola. was telling me something
about the place having a history. And, now,
dear, let’s have the story.”

“Mr. Salem can tell it better than I, so let
him. But first, tell me what happened when
you went back.”

“ Oh! the Don and I had a little grow], and I
changed boarding—places. that’s all. Now, Mr.
Salem, let’s hear about ‘ The Turrets,‘ and after
you are through, if Nola isn’t too proud tobe
giarried in calico, we’ll have a qiiiet little wed-

in .

‘33 t, I am too proud,” laughed Nola. “and
as I know the story, while Mr. Salem is tellin
it toyou, I will change this dress for the one
was to have married the Don in!”

And she and Mrs. Salem sought an adjoining
room.

 

CHAPTER VI.
THE TALE or run TURRETS.

“ WELL, sir,” said Mr. Salem moving closer to
the fire-place, for the owning was a trifle chill,
even for that warm climate—well, sir, it ain’t
often I’m called upon to speak of ‘ The Turrets ’
history, but since it’s you, and you’re to be its
owner, I‘ll tell you the story as it goes, not
vouching for its truth, you knew. “ “’ell, years
upon years ago, no one knows how many, ‘The
Turrets’ was built. It is a large stone stinc-
ture, in the heart of the mountains, half a day’s
ride northeast of here. Some believe it was
built by a wealthy Spanish robber, not many
decades after New Mexico was first C014 mixed by
Spaniards in 1581 ()zhcrs think it of the trou-
blous times of the last century when Indian up—
risings were l'rel 111cm.

“ However that may he,it stands there new.as
it has stood certainly for chr a century, a grim
irregular mass of pondcrous block stone, situa—
ted among the beetling crags, and surroinnie'l
by precipiccs, on three sides, the fourth lending
onto two thousand acres of the grandest farming
land in the whole territory.

“ It is a picturesque place, huge in size. with
castellzited turrets that remind one of pictures
of some grand old European castle. And yet.
while picturesque, there is something so un-
‘anny and nor-inspiring about it as to repel the
timid and fill the superstitiwus with dread.”

“ By Jove! I believe I shall like it 1” Dick dc—
deblared, enthusiasticallv.

The person shrugged his shoulders.

“You must have a queer taste, to like the
place because it is uncanny,” he answered.

“ Maybe so, but I like solitude and that which
is wild and odd. Have you ever explored the
honscr"

“No, indeed! and few ever have in this cen-
tury. Those who have, or claim to have done
so, tell wonderful stories of sights they have
seen, and mysteries they nive cncountcrwl: tell
of underground dungeons and dismal pas-nges~
from which emanateldiinl-ciii'dliiig sounds: tell
of hot and burnIncr blasts that sweep through the
mighty halls, and of various other startling
things.

“For the past forty years it is said to be
haunted by a nondescript, half human and half
beast, which the few who have seencould accur-
ately describe. as it appeared to them but for
an instant. and frightened them so that they
took to flight.”

“ How did the property fall into J 050 Mel-
lique’s hands?”

 

“ W011, through gambling. Fiftv years ago,
a Polish ex1le, named Pctroziski, together with a
Son, took DOSSGSSIQn of the place with the avowed
purpose of Spending the romaindpr of his days,
He. had plenty of wealth, and furnished the cas-
tle. with lavishtaste. His son. a young man of
twenty. and himself dwelt there in solitude, and
few ever Went near them,

“Finally, after a ten years’ residence. the son
came here and reported that his father had
mvsteriously disappeared, and that immediately
afterward. a demonish thing, half—devil. half-
I man, had made its alllx‘al‘ance. and continuous-
' ly haunted the halls and corridors, and so terri-

 

iied him, the son, that he had been forced to
cave.

“ The story was generally discredited, and so
a party of adventurers and curious ones accom~
panied the Son to The Turrets to investigate, and
he satisfied them to their utter consternation
that his report had not been fictitious, and they
fled from the-place in hot haste. Other visitors
reported seeing the same hideous object, which
gained the name of the Man-Dragon.

" Petroziski came back to this city and never
went near The Turret/s again. He however r-
feeted arrangements with the Government but
made him sole owner of the property. After he
did this, he frankly admitted that he believed a se-
cret gold mine existed beneath the castle, and that
the Man-Dragon was its guardian. Later,another
Russian came here and offered Petroziski an
enormous sum for the place, which was flatly re-
fused. This fact, coupled with that of the would-
ber-purchaser being a Huesian, set people to
thinking, and the place has since been regarded
as of riceless value.

“ ell, Petro had loads of money and wentto
gambling, and gradually his fortune melted
away until he got down to his last dollar. Five
{pars ago he played his last game with Don Jose

ellique, who was one of the luckiest gamblers
of the day. Petro had no mone , but offered to
play The Turrets against ten t lousand dollars.

he offer was accepted, the game played, and
Don Jose won. Petro then assigned the pnoper-
ty to Don Jose and shot himself dead.

“ And now you have about all of the story of
The Turrets that is known at the present day,”
Mr. Salem said in conclusion.

“ And a strange one it is," Dick declared ‘
“ Did Don Jose ever visit his purchase?”

“ Frequently.”

“ Did he ever see the Man-Dragon?”

“ (Oh, yes; but he claimed to have no fear
of it.”

“ Do you know if any one has visited the
place, recently?”

“ I do not.”

“ How about the furniture; I suppose that re-
mains.”

“\Yhat’s left of it, I presume. But, after all
these years, it can’t be worth much.”

At this juncture, the ladies entered.

Nola was arrayed in a bridal costume, and
leokcd inexpressibly lovely.

Soon afterward, she and Dick stood up, side
by side, in the presence of the minister and his
wife, and the divine, in solemn tones, read to
them the good old Methodist marriage service.
asked the all—important questions, and received
each an affirmative, and then pronounced the
benediction that made them man and wife.

At the express wish of both Dick and Nola,
M r. Salem was to keep the marriage certio
ficate, until they called for it. It was also
arranged that bola was to remain with the
Salems, until 'l'he Turrets was ready for her.

Soon after midnight Dick bade his bride and
the Salems good-by, and took his departure, for
the second time in his young life, a Benedict,
and a happy one at that.

CHAPTER VII.
THE WRONG MAN.

IVIIEN Deadwood Dick arrived at the hotel,
the office was deserted, with the exception of
the night clerk, and two wellvdrcsscd, respect-
able looking young men, whom at a passing
glance, he took for guests of the house, and so
paid no further attention to them.

He went to the office. got his key, and was
about to pass up—stnirs when he felt a tap on the
shoulder, and turning, found himself confronted
by these two men.

“ You will excuse me. sir.” one of them
said,, “ but your name is Richard Bristol, is it,
not?’

“That’s about the size of it,” Dick replied,
suspecting what was coming.

“ Ah! yes, just so. You are acquainted With
a ggptleman named Don Juan Mellique, are you
not.

“ I’ve met the character, on several occa-
sinus!"

“Yes, \Vell. Mr. Bristol, I have an unpleas-
ant duty to perform—something I have never
done before, and ouite distasteful to me. But
you know these little difficulties—”

“Rah! why dodge around the corner?” inter-
runtcd Dick. “ You have a challcnge for me,
eh?”

“Well. yes, Don Juan feels that ycu have
grossly wronged him. and thinks the most gentle
manly way to gain satisfaction for his wounded
feelings would be by meeting you in the duellol"

“ Well, I’ve no objections. When does he
want to fight. Sir?”

        

  

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“ In the morning, at sunrise.”

“ Any particular place?”

“ There is a little grove half a mile out of
town where such things take place—on the south
trail ’

a “ Ohl well, that will do.
choice of weapons?”

“I believe' it is customary to give the chal-
lenged party the choice.”

“ Yes, invariabl . I will choose revolvers, at
thirty paces. Te 1 the Don I will be on deck,

, a‘ndngive him all the satisfaction he may de-
Sire.

“ Have you a second, Mr. Bristol?”

“ Not as yet.”

“ Well, I am going to act for Don Juan, and I
brought this gentleman along, thinking perhaps
that you, being a stranger here, might want to
acce t his servmes.”

“ bank you. But I prefer to make my own
selection.”

“ Very well.

“ Good-night!

The challenge-bearers then left the hotel, while
Dick sought his room.

“ So they’re hot after me, are they '5” he mut-
tered.

“ Well, let ’em come! I’ll clean out the Whole

.. crowd. Doubtless Don Pedro has told J nan

~ A‘ about in heritage, and the latter thinks it will
" better his chances to  Illl‘ out of the way. Let
i H', ' him keep on thinking so. ‘IVc shall see,” said

the blind man!” .

 ‘ After cleaning up one of his pistols, which was
" besc for dueling purposes, Dick went to bed and

I suppose I have the

 ood-night l”

519‘.” slept- soundly until daybreak. Thethoughtof the
impending duel did not disturb his slumbers lll

_‘ ' the least.
,  . After a hearty breakfast, he had his horse

brought around from the stable, saddled and

 

 read for the trail.
"if ‘ ‘ here now, Cap?” asked Jim Burns, the
i; jolly young proprietor of The Plantcr‘s.
“33' - “ Off to fight a duel,” Dick replied vaulting
“ ' Into the saddle. l
“ The thunder you sayl Who are you goin’ to
'flght?” ‘
C. , “ Don Juan Mellique.”
"3, . “Ye don’t- say! Why, that cuss can’t
a“ ’ fight!” '
.’  “That’s none of my mince-meat. Be chal-
’  2 longed me.” '
,2; ._ ‘ ‘ Did, eh? Where’s yer second?”
" ‘ 11'," , . “Haven’t ot one.”
 ' “Sho’l V by, I wouldn‘t think of fighting
“  , x. ‘ that treacherous cuss, without a second. He’l
‘ It", I . ‘ do on, sure. Say, what d’ye say ter me?”

' ' , ‘ Should be glad to have your assistance, sir.”
“Then, just wait ’til I git my horse, an’ I’m
er duSenberry. An’ if there’s any monkey-biz-
eu, I’ll be thar! I kin jest shoot the freckles
1‘ . ofl flier moon, an‘ don’t ye fergit it.” And Burns
 ‘ 'darted away toward the stable, at a hop-skip-
. .. and-q-jump.
‘  ‘ Dick was not sorry of the chance to have a
 i god second, although he would not have hesi-
 _' ted to enter the battle without one.
' 'v ' ' He and Burns were soon riding away together,
and reached the dueling ground, shortly after

sunrise.
‘ None of the Mellique party had yet arrived,
and it was full an hour, ere they rode upon the

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13.
Don Juan was attired with scrupulous neat-
noaa; a sneering expressmn was upon his sinister
h ,

oe.
, “I sup you thought you’d get of! eh?” he
said, as a dismounted near where Dick was

1, es, Ilthou ht I’d dismount, not know-

» uwiZhed tOfl ton horseback,” was Dick’s
,. ~. to omder,igiven wi h sarcasm,

 ~  ‘Oh, you needn’t be sofunny 1” Juan growled.

 ;. /“ It won't amil you anything. I’m going to

'  kill you.- No one ever crossed Juan Mellique

‘ ind lived to b of it 1” «
,i v “No? Well, , at’s jolly! So you’re oing to
real browniare you? The ’s mce.’

me u
want it brown.”

‘ en! 0 et done up
Juanmflcfenoregfly. ' I , , .,
3 Eissecond and on Pedro_had accOmpanied

‘ 1.5.118 thine, was lost in getigikge'govtiin todbglslnfss.
t firty Ases weres 0 an e wo
 twig“ ositions at the ’ s. I ‘1

' {Demand to other secon oceugied-places
-. ,j‘Wd‘istance between the m uelists, am
« v; eietlxq‘grfigside of; the line over which the bullets

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“Now, gents," said Burns, pulling out' his re-
volver, " this has got fer be a sq‘uar’, bona-fide
funeral, an’ no monkey-bizness. Ther feller as
don’t go accordin’ tcr ther rules 0’ Hoyle, will
catch soincthin’ thet sounds somewhat like Hoyle
an’ ther same will come right out 0’ this funeral-
dispenscr of mine. So take heed an’ don’t be
hecdless.

“ Airo this ter be to ther death, or to a sort of
a wheel-barrow funeral?”

“And yonder stands the scoundrel who goes
down.”

“Don’t be too sure, sonny,” Burns suggested;
“ for ye kon’t tell how hard a cro‘bar can hit,
’til ye git basted With one. The order of the
hour is to continue to fire until one or t’other
sucks in his last whiff of oxygen?"

“ Not much!” quickly cried Juan. “ But one
shot is to be fired, apiece. If I don’t kill my
man in one, the duel is over.”

“ All right! Git ready, an’ when I yell three,
let ’er go, Smith!”

The opponents raised their Weapons, and took
deliberate aim.

The face of each man were a determined ex—
pression.

“ ()nc!” counted Burns.

H  I”

“ T/IIW' I“

Rang! bung!

'l‘wo yells went up: yells of human agony.

One from Don Juan, who staggered but did
not fall: the other from Don Pedro, who fell to
the ground, shot through the heart by his own
nephew’s lml let!

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CHARTER VIII.
SYKES Tum TRAITOR.

YES, the shot fired by Don Juan, and intend-
ed for Deadwood Dick, J r., had one wide
enough of its mark to strike Don edro, and
send him to tue earth.

He never moved after falling; the bullet had
done its work most effectually. Pedro Mellique
was dead ere the others of the dueling scene
could reach his side.

Juan Mollique’s right arm hung limp and use-
less by his suit), and his face was very pale, as he
gazed down at the man he had killed.

“ \Vaal, sir,” said Jim Burns, rising from be-
side the bod , “ ye said you’d kill yer man with
one bullet, uan Mellique, an’ you’ve did it, but
you killed the wrong man, though. You are a
murderer!”

“ I am no murderer!” Juan replied, haughtily.
“ It was )ure accident that my bullet struck my
uncle. here must bea flaw in the barrel of my
revolver, which is a new one I purchased this
morning. Of Course I am deeply
know that I am the cause of my unc e’s death,
but, as I did not shoot him intentionally, I can—
not see as I am to blame.”

“ Waal. it's or own mutton, not mine. Dun-
no how the £0 ks at Sante Fe will look at it,
then h. Hev e got enou h satisfaction?”

Deadwood Dick, “and as-for you, sir, permit
me to offer you an apology, and to assure you
that It is my hope that in the future we be not
enemies.”

“Very well,” Dick returned, with a boW;
then, putting up his revolver, he turned to

urns. “ We might as well be going, bad we
not?‘ ‘

“ I reckon,” the landlord replied.

nd so they mounted and rode awa , leaving
Juan and his second to look after the ead Don.

“ Waal. yo come out without a scratch,”
Burns said, with a chuckle.

“I nerally do,” Dick declared, with a smile.
“ I’ve men in a good many scrapes, but always
managed to Out whole."

‘- What di ye think 0’ the Don’s shot?”

Dick shrugged his shoulders. ,

“ It migh have been an accident, and it
mi ht not _” he replied; “Don Pedro was quite
ric , I believe, and Juan seemed to be quite a.
‘favorite of his. There are men strange things
happen nowadays, especially w ere there’s any»
,money atfstake. W i ‘ ;~ 

F‘ Darn :my 8km el.’ gt ain’t right than. A}?
. what d’ye think of the onls apo toys?” ,
“Bah! that-was merely a blin‘ ,ingended. “to
fist meal! my guard. Forewtain’ .' be

tes me with a deadly hatred, and  00
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murder me 013611}? if he dared , .
erous snake, and have not a,  that _he‘
will seek, git me outof the m?- =,;,.Butlet him
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“ It is to the death!” Don Juan cried, fiercely. '

ieved to .

“ have,” t 9 Don rep led; then turning to

forget that aire fact. An’ there’ll be ructions
raised in Santa Fe, if you ain’t found.”

When they arrived in the city, Dick stabled
his horse, and then made his way toward the
Mellique residence.

When he drew near the place, he watched a
favorable opportunity, and entered the grounds
by a rear gate, and makin his way to where he
had buried the tin box he up; it up, which done,
he hastened to leave the (lunds, but before he
could do so, he came sud enly face to face with
Myra Mellique, the Don’s daughter. ‘

A pretty girl was Myra, of the brunette type,

and she was as charming of manner as she was
pretty.
“ I by, good—morning, Mr. Bristol!" she said,
cordially, at the same time putting out her hand.
“ It is an unexpected pleasure to meet you here.
IVcre you at the houst'?”

“ No. I was just looking for a letter I lost.”
iiblwd Dick, not knowing what else to say.

“ 011! And can’t you find it?”
“No. ldon’t think on the whole I lost it
here.”

“Mr. Bristol, what was the matter between

you and papa, that caused you to leave the
ouse 1’

“ Uhl nothing serious. Ho accused me of
being concerned in the disappearance of Donna
Nola, and not liking that wry much, I ccn—
c uded to change qunrtcrs.”

“ Do you know where Nola is?"

“ I prefer not to answer that question. Donna."

“ Oh! it don’t matter. I am not pa rticularly
conm‘rned, more than that I’d just as lief have
her i eep awn v,” .

“ Indeed! \Vhy is that?”

“I should then, have a better chance to win
Juan for myself!”

“ Ah! then you want Juan, eh?”

“ IVcll—yes."

“ Then, Set your heart at rest that Nola won’t
trouble you. If you can win Juan, go in and
do it. 1 est assured that Nola will not interrupt:
your wooing.”

“ Thank you for that assurance l”

“ Not at all. Good-morning!”

“ Good-morning. Call and see me, some
time.”

“Perhaps I will.”

Then chk took his departure.

He had refrained from telling the 'Donna of
of her father’s death, for he knew a hysterical
scene would follmv, and he. had no particular
wish, just'then, for such a scene.

He made his way back to the hotel, and there
met Simeon Sykes, the Del Norte lawyer.

This Sykes was a little, withered-up, spindle-
shanked individual, with a homely phiz, little
peering eyes, and yellmrish hair.

“ Ahl that you. 8 kos? You’re inst the man

ha . “When did you return?”

“Only a little while ago. How aré things?”

“Oh! fair. I’m ready, now and, we will go
at once and prove the will, and have it recorded.
Then you will be at libertyto return to Del '
Norte as seen as you like.” ,

“ I don’t think I shall return there.” Sykes.
\replied. ‘ I rather like this place, and if you
pay me a fair price for my services, I shall,
without doubt, locate here.” ‘

“ Very well. Let’s go, now, and attend to the
will. After that is done. I intend to take a trip
to The Turrets, and see what sort of a place my
castle is.”

“ You will hotgo alone?” ,

“ Yes, unless you desire to accompany me.”

heard so much about the place that, really, I
am curious to 898 It.” ‘ ‘ ~ -' i,
“ Very well. I Will be glad of bur oonlifiuy.”
Theyeought the register’s o co, and ewise.
the surrogate’s but found that both of those en-
tlemen’wereput of town, and nothin coulg be
done toward legalizing the will until eir return
on morrow.  ' 1
Dick. however, left the win at the surrogate’s

provin it.

‘dulllnell' ' ‘ 'th dead b
ar y in the forenoon' 8 0d of Pedro
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became intense. anflmS. there Were two».
sides to the  1t. chanced that Jini
Burns of the Planters was popular all o'v «
Santa Fe, and hespared. no Dams to have itn '
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“All right. Jim Burns is the chap as won’t I ,

I want to see,” chi said, shaking. him by the ,-

“That I should like to do, sir. for! have V - 

office until the proper time ShOllld come for: ‘ '

fl He t on returned to the” 15.0], for it was not.” ‘1’
’ .his intention to startfor‘l'l‘he urrets until after. , .

   

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the people in regard to the. tragedy, and not the
least of these were uttered to the discredit of
Don Juan.

He kept himself pretty well out of sight dur-
ing the forenoon, but about noon he made his
appearance on the street with his arm in u
sling, and carried himself with an air of total
indid‘crence as to what the people might so y or
think.

Among others of his usual haunts was the
Bijou Club, a gaming-salmm patronized pretty
exclusively by the young bloods of the cit '; and
thither he made his way.

It was a gaudily-l'urnished place, fitted up
with a bar, chairs and tables, and costly pic~
tures and mirrors, and nanny other appurten-
anees calculated to lie pleasing to toe eye of the
sporting man, the array of liar-fixings being

eslgecially attractive.
1117 few persons “'l‘l't‘ in the saloon when lion

Juan entered, and these he was not inlimaleiv
acquainted with: so he scared himself at a table
and lit a cigar, at which he pulled away
leisurely.
That he expected some one to mcct him was
evident. for he glanced i'rcipiemly in the direc-
tion 01' the door.

Smile t'tll minutes after he was seated. Simeon
Sykes Walked into the saloon and N‘Hh‘d l:E'.ii~'cll‘
across the tubie from the lion. who nodded
familiarly.

“ 'Wcll, I see you are on time." he said. glanc-
ing; at his watch. u

” Yes, I always try to he. ’
“And I see that you are wingid.”

“ Curse it, yes! The (lll"l rcsuhcil disastrous-
ly not only for me, but for my uncle. who was
killed.” ,

“I don’t suppose, your' sorrow is deep,” re-
marked t-helawycr, with a shrug of his shoul
ders. “ I believe you hint’ml to me once that his~
will Was drawn in your fzi'voi'f”

“ ’Slii Breathe no word of any such thingr for
otherears to hear. The tide of public opinion
is already sirongrr a;r:iin.~t me than I care to
know. But, tell inc-klrn'c you any i-eu's!”

“ Yes. A i'tcr I left you. alter telling you of
the interview between Bristol and Donna Nola
in the arbor, I made it my llurlzit'ss to hunt up
the house of the preacher. SulOlll. I had little
difficulty in finding it, and by listening at the
door, I found that the Donna was indeed there.
Believing that DeadWood Dick would visit the
.ilace before morning, I hung about the neigh-

orhood, and at last was rewarded by seeing
him approach and enter the house.  then took
up my position at the door, and applied my car
at the keyhole. Thus I remained until I heard

Dick about to leave the place, when l was forced

to sneak away.” , _

l“ Sykes. you’re a brick! Here is a hundred

' for you, in payment for your services so far.

Go on, and tell me. all.”

“‘l’m afeard it won’t  very pleasant news
foflyou, sir, but I’ll tell It. The Salem wel-
corned Bristol; then they chatted awhile, and
amo other things, the preacher told Dead—

* woodlfiick the story of The Tux-rots and the non-

descfi t.”

“ Ahl What did the udi'l‘ntur‘?1' 583'?"

“ He expressed a good dealof interest, and
declared he should take 11 his abode at The
Turrets Within a. few days.’

, “\Ve‘ll see about, that!" Don Juan declared,
with an oath. “ One thing is certain. Thut
Yankee upstart will never rule at The 'I‘urrets.
But, ro on. What else?”

“ \ Veil, after Salem had finished his narration,

‘ . N018. and Dick ‘5th up and the preacher 'mar-

‘ ried them.” ~
“ What I” «

, The Don lenpml to his feet, his eyes fairly blaz-
’ in? with anger. ' t
I ’Just as I have t‘ld .you,” Sykes assured.
.coollya. “I heard Sa em ask the usual ques-
r tibns
iuhd'wit‘el” r .
. Why did. you not
come'md, tell me this at once?”

‘ ll‘The house was dark When I returned from
;. the trip to Salem’s.” , -
7' poanan sunk back 11130“ his seat, inflamed
With rage, . f ,
" Curses upon that Yankee loafer!” he hissed,
it is likely to knock. an my

,plalns m the head. gunmen me who name‘- the
‘ Was map led un er. ' . '
“Noll Norris.” ,-

“Furiesl her mini true name. Howdmgfig

mu!

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Sykes replicd.‘

_ heard the, affirmative answers given,
: “and heard the member pronounce them man

‘ as if I shall never See you a aim”

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l Marriage under an fl‘lrililied name does not make
. it invalid, by any means.”

“ Then this Deadwood Dick must die, and at
once, before the news of the marriage leaks out.
Witl! him out of the way, I can force Nola. into
submission to my “ill—Hy, I will do it, chn if
I have to use force! “he holds the marriage
certificate, Sykes!”

“ I do not know. The girl, most likely.”

“I doubt it. This Bristol is a shrewd devil,
and morc‘s the probability he has it on his per-
son. Sykes, I must set to work at once, and you
must help me.”

“How can I help you?
me to do?”

“ l lclp me put this man out of the way.”

“ Naryl I want: no murder on my hands.”

“ Not even if you are paid well?”

“ Not for the worlil 2‘7 '

“ \VHH‘ pcrhap< We can arrange it so he need 1
not be killed. ll‘ he can lll‘. imprisoned, why, I
can coerce him to terms liilll; will force him to
leave the country: and. that done, 1 can induce
Donna Kola. lo Iiix'miu) lily v. ll'c.” '

“ Well, in case lhr. I‘m '54 no murder I don‘t mind
{giving you a lending; hand. providing, of
((Illl‘n'l‘, y u are willing to pay me Will for my
scrvi cs,"

“ Very well. llclp mc to gel rid of Dick Bris-
tol. and l. ‘»‘.lll pay you any reasonable price.
licsiiiz‘g I will on ploy you to assist in Settling
up my uncle‘s while, aiul altogether, you can
make a snug little sum ol' llll‘lli‘y.”

“ Then, I’m your hum. I've been down to
harileu for nigzyi tum years, and 1 can‘t let it
chanccslip mcio turn an honest penny. I am
not quite so Rf‘l‘limilous as i might be had for- »
tune smiled upon me (‘iil'llcl' in life."

“01' course not. It does not pay men to be
too scrupulous in this present age. lint, tell me,
has Bristol yet larch :l‘l_‘.' steps toward settling
the matters in 1'1 yard to l he vrillf”

“ Yes. We xvi-tit: together tnis morning, to fix
up things, but ncithcr the surrogate nor the
registrar Were in lU‘.\l.l. thanks to the teleirrams
I had sent them from Santa Rosa. So Dic ' left
the will at the surrogatc‘s oilice for safe-keeping
until to-niorrow,”

“ By heaven! then he must never call for it,
and ‘The Turrets ’ is still mine! How can it be
arr-unwed, Sykes! We m‘ust work while there is
time}?

“ I think I have a. plan.” Sykes replied, and
then, ‘hending closer to the Don, he spoke low
and earnestly.

\Vhen he had finished the Don arose.

His face was flushed, his’eyes gleamed wicked-
ly, and his Whole expression was triumphant.

“ The very thing,” he declared. “ Do as you
have outlined, Simeon Sykes, and I will make
you a rich man 1”

CHAPTER IX.
Tm: Don’s REVENGE.

THAT nfternmn. armed with directions how
to find the place, Deadwood Dick, Junior, and
Sykes set out for a. visit to “ Tho Turrets.” '

They were well mounted. and equi mm with
everything necessary to make an exploration of
the weifij old mountain chateau safe and easy.

Before starting Dick had paid a stealthy visit
to Nola, at the home of the Salems, and made
known his proposed journey.

Nola was delighted to see him, and so were
the good minister and his family, but all ex-
pressed great anxiety when he mu .0 known his
proposed trip to ‘ The Turrcts.’

“ Oh, Dick!” Nola said, clinging to him fond-
ly, “don’t go. I am so afraid something will
happen—that some terrible harm will befall you.
Don’t go, for my sake.” '

“ For yourfiake, my bonny bride, I would do
almost,anythmg; but you must not try to deter
me ,from this visit to our future home, for‘I
fvant to see it,. before ‘takiug you them. my
Jewel. I am well armed, and mean to solve the
mystery of the place, if mystery there be. .
quiet all fears. and watch for my retum, for
when I (10, I Shall Openly announce you as my

fe. .

“ Oh, how brave and good you are, Richard.
and I am so very happy in your love, If I
should lose you, it would kill me, and I feel no‘w

“'hat do you want

 

“Such fears are unwor by of the nu et of
good sense that nestles in your mmnymfle. ead’
my pet; so cheer up. and you win see me back
at ten to-morrow, or at noon “the latest.”

 “Be careful. my son!” Mr. "Salem adjm-ed,.

“ ‘ e Turrets’
has an ominous repute. am u kno not what
evils may be lurking there!”

 

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them out, and, in another week, ‘ The Turretn"
shall be translormed into a fairy palace. Take
good care of my bride until my return, good
sir, and, above all, preserve the marriage-eer-
tificatel”

“Thy bride shall be tenderly cared for, sir
and as for the certificate it is already consigned
to a place of security.”

“Very good, and nm the Good Father re-
ward you! And, now, 1012;,” said Dick, turn-
ing to his bride, “ here is what money I have. I
Wile to leave it in your care until my ieturn, so
that if anything should hapl'cn to me, ‘ou will
be provided for, for a time at least. Iere is

. twenty thousand dollars, part of which be-

longwl to Don Jose Melli ue before his death,
and the balance to me. keep it. as l shul have
no use for i'noncy during my absence. These
papers you may also retain, for, though of no
really important value, they are things 1 would
prefer not to loan”

“ ()hl then, you know you are going into dan-
ger. Dick!“ Nola cried, clinging to him. plead-
l’i aw. do not go and leave inc! Ur,
at least, ii 5oz] “ill go. lot me accompany you.”

“ :s‘uch a thing is not to be thought oi. Noig,
dearest,” Dick replied. “ So. quiet all lcuis. ioi-
Lu'ill surely 1mm 1 to-nioriow sale one sound
as a dollar. (loud lvy. now. and ain‘t won-y
the least. ior I am amply able to lake cnreof
iiiyscll‘.“

And kissing her, and shaking hands “ith the
Sulems. Dick tool. his (ch arturc: and :i >hort
time afterward he and Sykes lO(l(' out (,1' Santa
Fe, (‘11 route for “ 'l he 'l‘urrets.” uliiz h lav sev-
eral league: to the 'ntil'll’ienst of 1hr in w Nexi-
('un metropolis, up in the great n.0uniain last-
messes.

But, as they Were moumed upon spirited
horses, Dick «V-alculuted they could reach Ine end
of their <lc>1iilmliun long lclore sunset.

Al‘lln'tl with a corrpass and lull directions. he

had little fear but u hat they could iii d the lone
residence; so both gu'lopcd will]; ulcrg. and
but few uords Wire interchanged. imh man
seeming more or less absorbed in his oun
thoughts.
, The horses covered space rapidly, and ere
mid-afternoon entered the mountains. The way
was now more rugged and the journey neces~
sarily made in slower linze. N9Vfl'll'it‘lt5fl, it
was not yet sunset, vi hen, after toiling,r up rugged
and dangerous trails, they cane suddenly out
upon a level aerial platcuu, from “hence. a short
distance below them. they (ould see “The Tur-
rets.”ns it rested among the crags in all its
solemn grandeur.

Like some citadel of medieval days it appeared
to the two horsemen, and they drew rein and
surveyed the picture for several minutes in
silence.

Gray and ghostly looked the massive and irre-
gular pile of granite, and the turrets that reared
their heads toWard the heavens. looked like so
many grim sentinels. To add tothe awesome
effect of the surroundings, were the steep moun-
tain—sides, with their densely matted forests.

“ ’Tis a picture for a master artist‘s brush!"
Dick exclaimed, ndniiringly.

“ It icniiuds ire moreof asepuleher for the
dead,” Sykes et'runted. with a shrug of the shoul-
ders. “ Whoever Luilt the place must have had
the chronic blues.”

“lkhawl The placejs Sim ly grand!" Dick
replied—“a. very castle in a ingless country.
Comel let’s trove on.”

They had only a slight radetor‘ewcnd. when
they came to another tab e-lund or plateau, up-
on which opened the main entrance to the
chateau, if such it might be termed.

This-main out once, “as :1 great hall with
arched partied and guarded by two louderous
doors. one of which stood :ijar. ,

Dick and ,8ykcs at once dismounted. and
tethered out their l'm‘srs', then they made pre-
parations to invade the place of mystery.

Lanterns were lit. n volvers drawn, and. for
the first time in their lives,_they set icotjn the

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great main hall. ,

It “‘th very wide, and the ceiling was far
above them. Evorythin was stone—41w floor,
the Walls, the ceiling. gwhexewas a piece of
wood to be seen. i.

t1Ifrom the maindhalilr ht?an Off. numerous
0 er ass es, an o i 886 P8888398 opened
doors lgadig to the various apartments.

Fully tWo hours were consumed in rapid e213 .  :

ploration of the. firstfloor of The Turrets. ‘lBy.
this time the shades Of night were gatheufiig",
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. what was originally worth perhaps ten thou-
sand dollars, was now worth scarcely a. tenth
of that amount.

Another thing, as tho minister had outlined,
were the strange and varying currents of air
that swept through the halls—now warm, then
chilling cold.

After exploring the first floor, the uppcr por-

‘ tions of the chateau were visited, and it was
near midnight cre every niche and nook had
lbcen cxamined, to Dick‘s satisfaction.

' Only certain rooms of the upper portion of
the building were furnished. but the furniture
was in a much better condition than that below
stairs.

Altogether, Dick found that he could pick out
a great plenty to furnish up in (v ~scy shape, what
apartments he and Nola: should need.

After finishing the exploration of the upper
part of the building, he and Sykes returned to
the grand parlor, on the ground floor.

“ Well so far, so good,”Diek said. “\Ve’ve
seen no ail-Dragon, as yet, and if one cxists
he’s taken good care to keep out of our way.”

“ Well, I’m glad of it,” Sykes rcplicd. “ I’m
clean tired out trotting about this old rookery.”

“ Pshazvl you've no fun in you. at all. I
don't intend to give in imiil I‘m explored the
infernal regions in under thisplacc. However
we will rest a few minutes, before we proceed
further.”

“ W'hy not wait till morning?” Sykes growled.

“ Because. I wish to stn rt back for Santa Fe,
in the morning,” was the reply.
must be proved and recorded, to—morrow, by
all means.”

Sykes made no reply, but therc was a strange

loam in his little sharp eyes that the detective
" not notice. -

After half an hour‘s rest. Dick arose.

“ Well, come aion ,” he said. “ It won't
take u; long to do t odown—stairs part, and
then wo’llhavo the rest of the night for slecp.”

“ No sleep for me in this place!” Sykes pro~
tested. 'Then, he leaped quickly to his feet, cry-

s: .

“ Look behind you, quick! ’i'lm Han-Dragon .’

Dick w iccled like a. lluzsh, lacing the door. f

It was a fatal action onhis part, for onthc
instant, he was conscious of rcccivin a, torri—
blow u )on thehcad; then his senses oft him,
and he lgncw no Iuol'c. .

When he returned to consciousncss, he found
himself still in the parlor, hut lying flat on his
back. The lanti-rn yet on tho tablc, rave forth
light enough for him to s30 that he was alonc.

Not only alon". but ho was securely bound
haul and foot.

. Thom was no «no in the morn.

Silence was cvri‘ywlim‘o. I

For some time, Dick “as: at loss how to ac-
count for his position, but, finally. rcamn came
back to him, and he remcniberml tho blow.

But where was the person who had assaulted
him! ,
“ Sykes is a. traitor," ho mused, " and his oil‘cr

hiaccompany mo hero, was but part of n. schcme

to cntrap inc. I see it all. now. an i I am fairly
in tho powcr of Juan Mclliquo. llcavcn liclp
poor Nola.” ,
For n )ward of half an hour, he lay thus,
until he had clearly collected his sons-es; thcn lzo
' stru {glad to a sitting posturc.
finally had be attained this attitudo, when 120
[yard footsteps approaching, and in a few
seconds, Don Juan Mellique entered the room.
His face were an expression of gloating tri-
umph, as he :11 )proachci the captive. and paused
just in front of him.
“‘Hol ho! So you are not (illlio so frisky as
usual, I see, do of a Yankee!” he cried, snccr-
“ You wgin to realizo, I trust. What it
moms to incur the displeasnronf a Melliquci"

“ Bah! I fear you not. wuro you a. dozen times
a Melliquol” Dick replied, “and if 1 ever got
rid of these bonds, I‘ll make you wish you

were never horn !" . .
y’ The Don laughed; tauntingly.
“Well, let me set your heart atrcst on that
score,” he replied. “You will never' get rid

' a 1 of these bonds, until you are safe in one of '
’ _,  tho dungeons beneath this bmldln , ,Whereyou

' will spend the remaindcr of your ays, in peace
' if, not in plenty; l have got everything ar-
ranged for your’cllsposal, an have, to assure
yo‘n' that you have looked for t e last time up
on the: light. of the (inter World. .
.“Héticuth “this place, fr. r below the surface
of tho'eart‘h, are many xnystcrious=- passages,
, leading» to, underground . us. Oneof these
-' mailman!!!” which is more
. ' ’ 116% will be your  re home.

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.me, but it will be [only in name, as I shall de~

stro all proofs of your marriage and force
the onus. Nola to become mine. ‘ 'I‘he Turrots’
shall also be mine, and while you are rolling in
the dungeon, underneath, 1 shall be reigning
like a prim-c, over your head. Ha! ha! rc-
venge is sweet—rcvcnge is swoct, indeed! How
like you the prospectus. you dog of a Yankec,
who darcd to cross my track?”

“You infcrnal wliclp, I command you to re-
lease mo,” Dick cricd,strugg1ing to burst asun-
d:r thothongs that bound him. “llclcase me,
I say, or by hcavcn, I'll have no mercy on you
wlicn I do get frcc!”

“ Pah! There is not the slightest possibility of
your ever gcil'ing fire. The dungeon l liaVe
pl‘cparcd for your 1‘c(',(‘.ptl( -n is hcwn out of solid
rock, and guarded by an iron door, of which I
am alone the possessor of the key. Once you
are locked within that ccll. you arc forcvcr
doomed to live on a diet of bread and water,
and dwell in ctcrnal darkness. All! hore comes
my trusty assistant now!”

Simeon Sykes it was who entered the parlor.

There was a snccring smile 11 )ll his face, as
he gazed down at Dcadwood l ick, but he re—
frained from speaking.

“ Well, Sykes, is the (lungcon all in rcadincss?”
the Don askcd.

“ It is. Sir. I fixcd it up as comfortably as I
could with whit things I had at my command,
and Ircckon the place is good enough for any
prisoner to live in.”

“ Very Wcll. It is no doubt good enough for
thoono who is going to occupy it. Search the
prisoncr now, Sykes, and then we‘ll take him
lvclow. Dcpriveliim of cvel'ything in his pock-
ets, and if you find the marriage-certilk-ate,
give it to me."

l‘vlws ‘oheycd the order, but found but little
in Dick’s poc {(‘tsz.

“No certificate,” he at length announced,
risintr to his fcct.

“ libero is the documcnt?” the Don demanded,
glaring down at Dick fiercely. “What have
yo‘l‘l done wnh thngcumcnt?” '

‘I haven t got '1“ Dick replied, composedly.

‘ ll be has got it, then?’

“ That’s emphatically norm of your business!”

“Ain‘t it? “'01), we shall so. You tcll inc
what has become of the certificate, or I’ll put a
bullet straight i hrongh your heart.”

“ Put away!” Dick rcplicd. “ I would prefer
death to the imprisonn‘icnt you have promised
mc! I

“Oh! no doubt but what you would. But, as
it lmppcns, I prcfcr to have you lch, that you
may feel the full scope of my vcngeanco. thpn
Donna Nola l-as bccomc my bride, I will por-
hnps introduce licr to you, in your subterranean
houdoir. Scizo hold of hTm, Sykes, and hcip to
d ‘aq him down to his dcnl” ,

Then the two villains grasped Dick bycithcl‘

arm and druggcd him from the parlor, Sykes ‘

carrying the lantern in liis left hand.

Out into tho main hall, then through various
passages, thence down flights of dusty stairs, and
t' rough more passages, tlicy dragged their \‘ic-
tim, until it seemed thcv must have I‘cachcd the
vcrv bowels of the ( arth. '

Finally thcy come to a halt 'n fr’mt of a
gloomy opcnirg in the solid rock, tho entrance
to tic. dungcon whcrcin Dick was to be im—
murcd. ‘

Into this dunk and gloom); hole in the rock the
detective was pullcd: thin the grated iron door
clnnged shut, and the lay turned in the lock
with an ominous click.

“ There you are, you Yankee dog!” cried Don
Juan in triumphant toncs, “and there you will
stay until you die. Once cach day "on will he
sorvcd with a bowl of water and) a crust of
bread, unless you prove a refractorypatient;
then, all rations will be stoppwl. After Nola
becomes my bride, I may conclude to be leni-

ent, and give You your libcrty, providing you ‘

swear to leave _ 0 country for good. But, until
then, you remain w cre you are!”

“ If I ever got frm, I will have your life, you
hell-hound!" Dick cried, fiercely. ' “ So. you
had best tremblp in fear of the day when I shall
get my liberty !’ ' '

‘f No fear of your ever getting fi'ce,“tlimi I” thug.
You w ’

'Don rotor-ted, .Withp. savage laugh.
find in me a mel‘Clless jailer. So, prepare to
make the best of your. situation. and .

yourself to the fate your foolhardinesis and in‘

I aolnnee hawa brought upon yourself!” ; r

‘ With“ he‘ll!” laugh. the villain ’eastiiiuvd

. u If you Will thrust your hands _ ugh ,th

opening. ; - tween the grates, Bykpskwil remove

the cords {rpm almut‘ your _  that You

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Dick complied. with this intimation, and
after his hands ware freed, the Don said:

“ Now, good-by! I may not see you for some
little time, but Sykes will bring you enough
broad to keep the breath of life in you, Take
care of yourself, and devote your spare time to
gucssing how old you will be when you leave
this 'ilace!”

“ lo! you detestable wretcht" cried Dick,
ficrccly, “and take with you my everlasting
curse!”

The only reply was a mocking laugh; then
both Sykes and the Don hurried awa , and
Dick was left alone to his fate—alone, in Sitygian
darkness, and in solitude profound.

CHAPTER X.
IN THE LIBRARY.

THE next day Don Juan returned to Santa
Fe, hut S kes remained bchind, at “The Tur—
rets,” to 'cep an eye out lost some one should
seek to find and rescue Deadwood Dick.

The Don had promised him large pay, and as
the lawyer was, as we have seen, impecunious,
he proposed to make the host of the offered op-
portunity to fatten his pockct-book.

It was the day sct for Don Pedro’s funeral,
and so Juan had plcnt y on hand to occupy his
utfcntion.

Thc funeral took place in the afternoon, and
was larger attende but Juan was not among
the mourners. Report had it that he was con-
fincd to his bed, prostratcd with grief but the
truth was, the on was locked in his (lead
uncle’s library, from actual fear of being con-
spicuous in public, lest there be an uprising
among the indignant citizens, and he be arrest-

‘.

Then, too, the absence of the family from the
house, at the funeral, gm'c him a much wished-
for opportunity to go rununaging through the
late Don’s desk and private papers, in advance
of any one else.

Whether or not Don Pedro had left a will. he
was not certain, and it was a matter of consid—

erable anxiety to him, for ballad strong cxpectfl’

tions of coming in for a large portion of the
Molly, ue fortune, if, indeed, not all of it. for he
had a ways been full as much a favorite with
the Don, as had Myra or Nola.

But if it should turn out that Pedro had not
left a will, then the fortune of course would go
to Myra, and he, Juan, W0le be “ left,” and his
calculations sadly shattered.

In this case, he was fully resolved what he
would do. Not to ‘on baificd, he would cm 10y
his new tool. Simcon Sykcs, to draw upa wil . in
his favor, and thus swoop everything before him.

Honce it Was that. (no the funeral cortege had
lcl't the house, Don Juan was locked in his late
uncle’s private library, prcparcd to make a.
thflilrough search of the place, in quest 0f 8-
ui .

Don T'cdro had lm'n a thorough business man,
and his library was furnished with all con-
vcnicnccs requisite for ihv: rapid aizdeasy trans—
action of liusincss, and having a strong distrust
of banking institutions lze kept his moncy in a
lame time-lock safe, of Eastern manufacture.

The first thincr Juan tried to do, on locking
himsclf in the library, was to opcn this safe. but
he found, to his chagrin, that it could not be
donc, until the following murnins.

“(‘urscs scize the safe!” hc growled. ' “If I
could only get into it, now, I could appropriate
part, of 1110 mmwy, without any onc’s licing the
wiser for it, I must conirivo in be here when
the safe unlockS. at Nine. to morrow 1”

As lll(‘l'0 was nothing to ho hoped for, for the
present, so far as liar sni’c- was conwrned, he
tui'ncd his attention lo the desks and drawers,
and lwguu to rummage through them minutely,

and scanning the Various documents with Which

the pigmn-holcs wcro stump. ,

So much W113 lhcre of his matter, that time
flew faster than he hm any idea of:,stil[ be
searched on, mig‘aticntly in hopes of finding-
something ‘ct the sought-for last will and temp

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“I reckon it’s no use,” be growled, at, last,

“There’s no will among these papers. It uncle

left Che at all, he most likely wit it away in his... "

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could only not into the safe. I“ be all right. I

p’rcsunic. Ila !” r ' ,
This exclamation wascauscd by a sudden dis-
covcry, ‘ .

, In rummaging phantom! of the de'sks, he hady _-

accidentally touched a 5601‘“ Spring. and

which were several D9

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liter-e it is:' Last Will and Testament of Pedro
Mellique, and dated but a month ago. Hello!
what’s this? ‘ Confession of a crime, by Pedro
Mellique.’ By the heavens. I never knew that
my uncle was a criminal. I must look into this
matter. Perhaps the confession is something
re arding the early history of Nola 1”

‘Whether it is, or is not, you will oblige me
.l.y handing me over the confession, and also the
will!”

“ I’Vhof.’ .lIyra’s voice?” and Don Juan
, wheeled around as if thunderstruck.

Yes! It was Myra.

The library door was open, and Myra stood in
the middle of the room, looking pale, almost
ghostly, in her mourning attire.

In her rirrht hand, she clutched a revolver,
which was IeVeled full at Don Juan, and was
cocked, ready for instant use.

The Don uttered an imprecation, as he saw
her, and the expression of resolution that
.gleamed from her tcar-reddencd eyes.

,The surprise was most unexpected.

“ Why. Myra, is it you?” he said. “ What’s
the matter with you? Put down that weapon.
It might go off!”

“ It will go off, too, unless you hand me over
those payers you hold in (your hand,” was the re-
‘fly. “ surpii ed you, id 1? And SO I meant.

played of! sick, at the church, and hastened
home, to find my poor father’s murderer playing
thief! Oh! you wretch! I’ve a mind to shoot
you down in your tracks!”

“ Put away that revolver, and don‘t be a fool,
or it Will be the worse for you!” Juan cried,
anvrily. “ D’ye hear?”

‘ I bear but I don’t heed!” was the retort. “ I
mean businem, Juan Mellique, and you’ll have a.
painful realization of it, if you don’t hand me
those papers. I’m in no mood for trifling.
Hand me those papers I” '

“ Curse you, they are nothing to you. They
are mine!’

“ Hand me those papers—twice l"

Don Juan looked viciously, and still hesitated.

“ Hand me those pa )rs! third and last
time!” fairly screamed ll yra.

This time Juan dared not refuse, and with an
oath he hurled the documents on the floor, at
her feet.

Keeping her weapon in hand, ready for in-
stant Ilse. Myra first picked up the will, and

iroceedal to examine it.

Juan watched her, like a lynx, expecting by
the expression of her countenance, to divine the
contents of the document; but he was disap-

' )ointed, for he could not see that she was in the
least surprised.

“ Well.” he demanded, interrowatively, “ what
bequests did your father maker? .

" Itdocs not bcqucath anything to you, sir,
. exce )t on conditions!” Myra said, haughtily.

“ Ah! (In condition“, on?”

“ Yes, on conditions.” .

.“ And what are these conditions?” Juan de-

mandeJ, eagerly. '

“They arc, that you honor the promise you
once made inc. Juan Mclhque—the promise you
dishonorably broke for the sake of my foster-
sister!” ‘

“ You mean for me to marry you ?” he
sneered.

“ That is precisely what I mean. When you
keep the promise ou made, to marry me, 1 will
five You one ha f of my father‘s money and
'anded property. Refuse, and you get not a

.. cent!” ‘

“ Bah! You can’t work that game on me! I’ll
not believe your father disinhcritcd me until. I
see the Wlll. And as for marrying you, that is
out of the question. There’s but one person in
the world whom I will marry and she is Nola.”

Myra laughed, sarcastically,

“ You‘ll never arry her!” she declared.

- “Sb ’5 gull? With he man of hcr choice, and

' I he’s ust the one to take care of her!”

1 . H shawl I know better. I can lay my hand
' 'oniNola’s shoulder. Within .1) minutes. and as
for that scoundrcl. Emmi. _’11 never cross my

, path, or ixmrl'ere Wltll my love affairs again l'

, v‘ . “ Ah! You brag 0} ma}. do you? ’Then you
- havemurdered him!‘

. u Well, I reel-Ion not. . However, I have
brought influence enough to bear to induce him
.. toguit the country. I have the flpld an open
' ‘before me, nbw, and N012}, Shall be, mine, in spite

ofanybodv or anything! _ *  " ‘

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heardth‘ia heartless declaration, ands

. the rev Iver at Don J nan. menacmgl .

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bitter enemy. ’Tis said that hell hath no fury
like a woman scorned, and even so will the say-
ing hold good. in my case. Nola shall never be
your wife. She is ton pure and innocent to be
come the wife of such a lbper as you. As a sis-
ter I love her, but she shall never come between
you and me!”

“ Bah! how will
snecrcd.

“ How will I help myself, Juan Mellique?
Why, before I‘ll see her your wife. with my own
hands I‘ll murder you !” she cried.

He glared at her a moment, perfectly furiou:
with rage, then, “'llll a vengeful cry, he bound—
ed forward, and bore her to the floor, at the same
time wrenching the pistol from her grasp.

Then, the gleam of a madman in his eyes, he
clutched her throat and choked her until she
ceased to struggle, and lay like one dead.

Seizing the-papers, ho regained his feet, put on
his hat, and rushed from the house, as'if pursued
by Satan and all his demons!

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CHAPTER XI.
BASER THAN THE BASEST.

NOLA passed a restless night, the one following
Dick’s departure for “ The ’i‘urrets ” being trou-
bled by gravest fears for her husband’s safety.

Prior to the hour for retiring the Salems tried
their best to cheer her up and cause her to cast
aside all apprehensions. but they illy succeeded,
for she could not dismiss from her mind the be-
lief that Dick was in danger.

After retiring, she could not sleep, and soon
got up and paced the floor all night long—a fear-
ful bridal night’s vigil.

It was a great relief when day once more
dawned, and long ere the forcnoon had half—ad-
vanced she began to watch cxpectantly for
Dick’s return.

But, the forcnoon passed, and the sun reacth
the meridian; still no Dick appeared.

“ Don’t worry, dcary.” Mrs. Salem said. sooth-
ingly, as, with a sigh, Nola turned away from
her patient watch at the window. “ It is quite
a distance to ‘lhe Turrcts,’ and your husband
no doubt overrated the timc it Woul'l take to ac-
complish the journey. Rest assured he will re-
turn all in good time.”

“No! no! I cannot believe it!" Nola. replied.
“ I cannot believe that he will ever come back
to me alive. I am haunted by some terrible
premonition of coming troublc. I secm to fool
that a gulf yawns betwccn me and Dick, which
can nevcr be bl‘i/lgcd. 0b! Mrs. Salem. if he
he should now. false to me, it Would surely kill
me. Oh! . know it would kill me!”

“Tut! tut! my dcar young lady. for you do
your husband an in justicc to believe he would be
so base!” Mr. Salt-m spoke up.

While his good wife cclioed his words.

“ Oh! I only how I do! I hope I do! But. try
as hard as I will, I cannot shake off this fccling
that something is about to happen tll'l will
change the win >1» fui'nrc coursc of my life."

“ ’l‘ry an ! think -.iii'<-rcntly, my dear: you’ve
kept worrying until you have worked )‘lllll‘M‘II
all into a fever of excitement. Bo path lit a lit-
tle while longer, and if he is not returned by
that time I will go and see what I can learn in
regard to the ma lcr," declared the minister.

" Oh, thank vou, air. You are both vcry kind
to me; and if hc should never return. will you
let me make my futurc home with you, the same
as if I wcre your l’nnghtcr? l have all this
money he left me, and it will lK‘ sutiicicnt to pro-
vide a comfortable homc for us for a very long
time.”

“To be sure you should rcinain with us, my
dear, in case there should be such a Hum,r as a
confirmation of your fears. Ilut. of ('OIII‘SL’, such
a thing is not worthy of a thought."

But, despite all‘this reassurance, Nola. refused
to be comforted, and was literally as restless as
a caged bird.

At last it came four o’clock. and still no Dead-
wood Dick had put in an appearam-c.

Mr. Salem now beg-in to show some symptoms
of anxiety, and at Nola’s pleading consented to
go forth and see it he could learn anything in
regard to whether Dick had returned to town or
m .

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He had not been gone long when Mrs’. Slalom
uttered an exclamation of surprise that quickly
broncht Nola to her side. '.

“ Why, look here." the good woman said;
“some one has shoVed this under the door. Good
stars-hand it‘s addressed tmynu. too. child!”

With a faint cry of alarm Nola snatched f rom
Mrs, Salem’s hand the enveloped letter, which
thrust in under the door, and
the wrapper. ‘

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uttering a piteous moan, she reeled and. fell to,
the floor in a dead swoon. ‘ v  ‘  

Nearly distracted at this occurrence, Mrs. Sa-
lem lifted the stricken form and deposited her
on the sofa. Then, rushed for the letter, to learn
what was the matter.

\l'hat she read was written in a masculine
hand, and ran as follows:

“ SANTA FE. September 10,18—.

“ Dmnnsr Noun-«I havo just returned from ‘The
Turrcts ’ to make one of the most alarming discov-
cries of my life. It comes in the shape of a letter
from one i ll'lVe long believed dead—from my first
wife, whom I believed to have been killed by t c lu-
dians, Met a year ago. She now informs me of her ‘
being alive, and is comim.r here to meet me.

"My God! dearest Nola, just sec what a position
I am I laced in. 1 cannot stay here; I must hasten
away to intercept her and mm her back. Nola, you
will forgive me, I know, for thus unintentionally
having wronged you. Heaven knows, if I could only
repair the injury I would do so. As it is. you must
see that I am powerless. As long as this wife lives
I can never be aught to you, even though I love you
dearly. I must flee forchr from here. never again to
look upon your face. Forgive me, Nola, and forget
you ever met such a miserable wretch as I am. I
am unworthy of your simplest thought. Destroy
the certificate, and wi 11 the good minister and his
wife to keep your secret no one need ever know that.
you were ever married.

“ As for me, my lips are sealed forever.

“ God bless you and forgive me!

Little wonder poor Nola had fainted!

Even Mrs. Salem felt like sinking through the
floor as she read the terrible news conveyed in
this lying letter.

As soon as she recovered her scattered senses,
she laid the letter on the table, and set to work'
to restore Nola to consciousness.

But she had undertaken a bigger task than she
could accomplish. ' Poor Nola’s swoon was not
simply an ordinary fainting spell, but was deep
and lasting, and stubbornly refused to yield to
ordinary rcstoratich. '

“'hile the good woman was buswd, doing all
in her power, her husband returned. and learned
the news, with a sad shake of the head, and both
he and his wife worked faithfully over the un-
conscious girl.

Finally they succeeded in bringing,r her back to
the light of reason, and with joy saw her open
her eyes: but it was only for an instant. for she
ahnOst innncdiately went into spasms, and had
one after another in rapid succersion, each one
growing harder than its predecessor.

Now thoroughly alarmed, Mr. Salem hastened
away and got a doctor. who looked grave when
he saw Nolu’s condition, but expressed the opin-
ion that he could bring her around all right.

He labored steadily until midnight. and at
last, succeeded in breaking the spasms by the
use of o )iatvs. He then tmk his departure, leav-
ing Nola sleeping praccfully, and promised to
l‘cturn early in the morning.

Thch was no slccu for the eves of the Salems
that night, and with grave faces they sat beside
and watched over their proteqee with as much
anxious concern as though she were in truth
their own child.

It was the darkest hour before day-dawn. and
all Santa Fe was wrapped in quict, when a foot-
step sounded outside the Salem dwelling, and
directly a light rap came upon the door.

Both the minister and his wife exchanged in—
quiring glances.

Only a moment before, the minister had been
cXprcssing it as hi opinion that Deadwood Dick,
Jr.. ncver was the author of the letter; and now,
ifs he heard the rap. he arose immediately to his

eel“

“ It’s Richard‘s knock,” he said, and immedi-
ately opened the door.

Instantly, headed by Don Juan Mclliquc, half
a dozen men pushed into the room, and the door
was slammed shut and locked.

A 11 the men but Mcllique were reu ghly drewed,
armcdfo the tooth and masked. The Don pre-
sented his usual appearance.

At sight of the intruders, both the mini:-
ter and his wife retreated to the sirleo the couch
where Nola lav, as if tn shelter and protect her
from harm; but Mellique only uttered a laugh
that was full of villainous significance.

“ Oho! so you‘re alarmed, you precious pair?”
he said folding his arms across his chest, and
glaring at them angrily. .
to find jourself in so imcnvaable a P03“? 01!.
“Tell, upon my word. I don’t Wonder. I’d feel a
uneasy if I were in your $10081? r

h Sir, what means'thi! intruswn. at so unseen!“
lv an hour?” MY. Salem demanded» “We
" 'Who are you, .and‘what do you want?” ' > ’

Don Juan hngbwv 1103.?de - . I

u Who drawer“ he said, With a leer.

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I’m the guardian of that girl
kidnapped from home, and
I’m Don Juan Mellique!”
“ ’ Tis false! You are not the young woman’s
ardian, nor did we kidnap licl‘ from her home.
he came to us of her own free will and sought
protection from your persecutions. You have
no claim upon her, for she is already the wife of
another man i”
“ Is that so? tho is this other man 3”
“Richard Bristol ”
“ Where is he? Show him up!”
“ He is not here.”
“ Aha! If that girl is married, where’s her cer-
tificate? Show that it' you please!”
“That is not possible, just now, for it is de-
ted in other bands for snfe—keepingl”
“You lie, _'ou old vagabondl Give me that
certificate or ’ll murder you !"
“ I repeat, sir, I have not got the certificate,
nor is it in this house.”
“ Who’s got it,'thcn, curse ye?”
“I decline to tell. Murder me if you n ill, you
ruflian,‘ but neither my wife nor I will give up

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yonder, whom you
’ve come for her

cate!"

“ Ye won’t, hey! “'ell, by the gods, you’re a.
bravo, ain’t you? lint 1'“ clip your spurs before
I’m through with you. Wake up that girl an”
tell her I want her. She belongs to incl”

“ Nol no! you shall not dis! url) lit-r!" llio min—
ister cried, excitedly. “ Your-minor awaken her
for she was taken Very ill to-night, and the (loc-

tor put her under the inlluenco of opiates. Sho
must not be disturbed !"
“ She mustn’t, hey! \Vcll we’ll see. Stand

aside there. you pair of idiots!” and drawing a
knife, the rutlian rushed savagely upon I hem.

“ Nol'nol you shall not touch her!" fairly
shrieked both the minister and his Wife, main-
taining their position in front of the couch.
“ You shall not touch the child!”

But vain Was their attempt to shield her.

With merciless fury the lion bore down upon
them, and his knife flashed swiftly through the
air. '

Two screams of mortal agony and the min-
ister and his wife fell to the floor.

Quickly , raising the insensible form or
Nola in his arms, Don Juan turned to his com—

“Quickl now!” he ordered. “Fire the she-
bang in a dozen places, for no evidence of this
crime must be left behind. No one knows the
girl was here, and we must be Well away from

are ere daybreak!” . ,

The order was obeyed. 'l he house was fired in
several places. Then the gang mounted and
sped away through the night as fa t as their
horses Would carry them: and when morning
dawned the Salem home was in ashes, and two
shapeless, indistinguishable masses of smolder‘
ing flesh Were left to speak of that nocturnal
horror.

The coroner impanelcd a jury tha‘t day, and a
verdict was renderml to the effect that the Sn-
lems came to their death through being inciner-
ated in their own house through probable care-
lessness with fire. .

' CHAPTER XII.
‘; OLD AVALANCHE PUTS IN AN APPEARANCE.

EARLY evening of the day following the fire,
Don Juan stood in the library of the Melliquc
mansion, gazing about him, in uiringly. .

He had just returned to e city, and had
stealthin entered the house, half afraid to let
his presence be known, for, guilty wreteh that
he was, he was now constantly aunted by a
tear of impending danger to his personal safety.

But, when he stood in the library, and saw
not, as he had feared, the distorted face and fig-
ure of Myra, lying ghastly in death before him,

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letter, after which she quickly disappeared.

sive. ‘
TillS was what he read:

“ JUAN MELL‘QI‘E. Mil/'11! rer and Monster:—

“ ,1 leave my late father’s roof, to-day, for a time.
During what time you have yet on earth, you can
occupy the house if you choose. Your days, how-
ever, ere numbered and you had better make what
reparation is possible. while you haVe life at your
command. 1 have taken all the money. so you will
never finger that. Beware! for you have but a few
more hours to live. A tigress is on your trail, and
hell hath no fury like a woman‘s hate. Mum."

Juan tore the letter into bits, and his brow
clouded darkly.

“ Curse her!" he muttered, venonionsly. “ I’d
rather have a dozen men to fight than her. I
must indeed be on my guard!”

Just one Week later, we look into the spacious
bar-room of the Planter’s Hotel.

It is Saturday night, consequently “money ”
night for many a thirsty piigrini. and the crowd
assembled to sample Jim llnrns’s beverages is
large and varied: while in the adjoining card-
room money is changing hauls rapidly, among
cXcited devotees of the game.

Among those ranged along the bar, we recog-
nize our Veteran friend, Old Avalanche, the
(Ii-cat Annihilator.

Evidently the old man had but recently ar-
rchd, for, after getting a drink, he drew away
from the. bar and proceeded to “size up ” the
crowd, who were continuallypassing into and
out of the. saloon. By—and-by, he took a look in-
to tho card room, but, evidently, did not find
the person he was lOiikIllg for.

Finally, he strolled into the hotel office, and
found the ever genial Jim Burns there presid-
1ng. \

“ Be you ther chap who runs this hyer sho-
bang, cap’n?” the Annihilator interrogated,
after scrutinizin Burns’s her'culean proportions.

“ Van], yes, allow I‘m somewhat that
same,” was the good-natured reply. “What
can I do for you, pardncr?”

“Well,” replied Avalanche, mebbe ye can’t
do nuthin‘, an’ then, ag’in, mobbo you kin.
Reckon how as mebbe you‘ve got a purty good
memory for names, eh ‘l”

“ Tolerably fair. Lookin’ fer some one?”

“Jes’ so. Ye see, ther war a friend o’ mine

of a corpse, an’ as he‘s most generally gittin’
himself into some tarnal deeflculty. I allowed et
behooved me to take a ’Waltz down this way an’
see what had become of him.”
“Ahl yes. You say he come in charge of a

corpse?”
“ Yes. A feller got sulivated, up in Del Ni-rte
an’ Dicka he tuk charge 0’ the stiff, an’ fetched
et bum.” ' -
“It was the body of Don Jose Mellique, a
gambler,” was it not?”

“ §amo cadaver, by ther great ham-bone,
es.

“And your young friend’s name was Bristol?”
“ Same chap—Dicky Bristol: better known
upner’. tho’, as Deadwood Dick, Junior. D’ye
know ther boy, ardner?”
“ Slightly. Lo registered here, one night.
You see, when he first came here, he put up
with Don Pedro, brother to the dmd man, but
finally, there was a. fallin’ out ofsome sort, and
young Don Juan challenge/i Bristol to fight a
duel. Your friend war goin’ to sail in an‘ light
without a. second, but I Wouldn’t hear to that,
an’ so I went along and seconded him, and—” .
“ Dickey got salivatedl" '
“Naryl He crippled Don Juan. while Juan
let fly a wild bullet an’ killed his Uncle Pedro,

 

he drew along breath of relief.

turning up the , light. “ Perhaps Y it is all the
worse for. me that I did not,- for she is a very
tigress, and now she will go for me in dead oar-
mst. 'She’s got the vengeful Melliqn‘e blood in
her veins, and she’ll never forget the\insult I
put u her. Humphl I wonder if there’s any
servants left in the housel’j, V. I ,
He rung a bell mnnnmcating With the ser-:
yants’ uarters, and pre. fly an old servitor of
the Mel uc’s made her appearance.
.- ,“ All! Olly. is that you?” the Don
. re' isryour wildness?7 ’ A p ,
. “ She is gone, sir)! i
',‘f e’l Grne'where’l” -
“F .1 don't know, sir.’ She did not tell me,
She bade satchel when she went.‘ ‘
- ‘ “ Did she have a Word behind for me?” 

s'a‘id;

stone dead.”
An’ what bekim of

“Great ham—bone!
Dicke 'f” ‘
“ loll, all I know is that he started, that
same day, for a place in the mountains, called
"I_‘he Turrets’-a spook old Jlace that was
Willed to, him by Don 080 Me lique, the dead
gambler. _ Since then, .I haven’t seen hide her
hair of him. , I warned him to look out for his
self, ’cause ‘ The Turrets’ hev got no good shakes
of a name, but he allowed he could take care of
hiss-wilt: ’ , ’
. V e sures thunder he’s got inter another
d&?ckelty,” the Annihilator declared, grimly.
“ D d any charge with him?” . ,I 
“Yes, a lawyer, named Sykes, what lame
alon with him; from Del Norte.” j . - l .
“ ,he owed up, yet?” u  .
, .“Hav n’t see’d him. Yer friend told me.
he want, that f‘he never came back to la

 

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Don Juan lit a cigar, and then opened the mis-

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duel with. Ye see, ther Don were expectin’ to
inherit ‘The Turrets,’ and when it leaked out -
that yer friend were the real heir et made the
Don hoppin’ mad, Then, too, I beliew tlmr was
a Woman connected wi’ the case, somehow—
sort o7 love case. ye know, an’ yer i'rii nd cut the
hip~holt on the DUI). That’s how ct come to flu-
ducl. But, come (round in the morning. uhen
I’ve got more time, and I‘ll talk with you." rnd
the host of the l’lanter's turned away, to attend
to other duties.

Avalanche was about to return to the bar-
room when he was approached and tapped III-on
the shoulder by a young man who, lounging
near at hand, had been an attentive listencr m a
the fore roing conversation-a very dandified- '1 ’ '
appearing young fellow he was, too. of below
medium lljgllt, With Small, womanish l'eaiures.
black eyes and hair, and a graceful little mus-
tache of the same color.

His attire was expensive and fasl'iirralalc. and
his general appearance was decidedly that of a.
sport.

‘° Ah! beg pardon.” he said, as thi- Annihilator
looked around, “but l chanced to overhear :i
smm-h of Vulll’ conversathm, and l infer that
you are in search of Richard Fl‘isl'ol '1"

“ Thct’s ther very idcnlcrcal hairpin l‘n: look»
in” for.” was the reply. “ Wth (10 mm know
about him i"

“ “'ell. not very much, I confess. I made his
acquaintance when he first came to Sonia Fe.
and knowing it was his intention to remain here
for some time, and that he has been missing for
a nutter of some eight days. i haw grave ap-
prehensions that he has met with foul play.”

"' Ye licv, ch!"

“ Yes; but I don’t care to say too nnwh open»
1y, hcre. If you will take a scat in (no of the
stalls in the adjoining room, we will speak fur—
ther lo the point.”

“ Kcrect! I’m with yer, pard, fer l’m power-
ful anxious consarnin’ Dickey, ’ca‘se I think a
heap o‘ him—by ther eternal ham—bone, yes!”

They were soon salted in one ( f the stalls. .-.
with a table between them; then the dandified ‘iv’wv
fellow said:  ‘

“ Let me see; what may I (all ya u?"

“ W'al, I opinc Old Avalanche hire i'nv handle
—ther Great Injnn Annihilator. an’ l'urst pard-
nor of ther Terrific Triangle, ’ou hem“:

“Ah! 1 believe I heard ll 1'. Bristol mention
you. in speaking of-some of his adventures.”

“ Did, icy? tfive], now. I tell ye Dickey an’ I
hev bin in some almighty clnss corners, an’
that’s why I ken‘t believe ther boy hev gone
under now.” _

“ W'eil, l be e hc lusn’t, believe me. But the
chances are that he’s a goner,”

“ What’s Vcr name?” i,

“ Myra Melliqnc.” I

“Oho! A girl, ih?” ‘ l

"Yes. but breathe not a word of that. for. '
were it known. I uould be in deadly peril. I ' 
have not as yet Leon discovered. haVe even ’
met my Worst enemy face to {acmend he has
not recognizcd me."

“ Who is your Worst ('ncmy?” '

“ My cousin, Juan Melli ue—the same party
who has been the death of cadu‘ocd Dick, pre- .
viding Dearlme l lick is really drnrl. You see,
both Dick and Juan fell in love with my foster-
sister, and she ran away. as I sumose, with  :- '
Dick, and pokiny they were Irarried. I think   i
that perha s Dick tock liCl‘ t" ‘Tlte ’l‘un'ets,’for
he Went t 101'!) after-the duel. At any rate,
believe Nola is a prisoner in Juan’s power at-
‘The Turrets,’ and if Dick is alive, no dcubt he
is a prisoner there, too. . s " '
' “Don Juan has been absent 1'] om town sev-
eral times duri. K the past wrek, an] I pla’ce no
other construction (11 his absence Ithan that he
has been to .‘ The anrets.’

“I have to.an it upon myself to recount it”.
and find thatcva available avenue of app" ml)
to the place is gnaw ed by men whom" I t‘lim‘e.
to he in Don Juan's employ. craft-re I were 1":
that Don is guarding Something, and what, were
)robablo than that it is Nola, or Dick, (tr rer— r ,
ups both?” i ’ ‘ '
“‘Ye’r’rizht!” the Annihnator‘dodtind. “1‘11 . .»
beta hen ag’in’ a hump-backed l 0f») F! ’1‘? right. , '
«An? of my pard Dickey or his ladylove is in any,
such a scrape as that, whythc’r Tenihc Triangle ,_
aire goni’ tor sail in, tooth and ice-nail, to git
’cm out!” ‘ ' ‘ '
“And I’m with you! =I_Wflnt10§‘t‘e them out ‘
of trouble: then {on my'fevwgfi 0" Juan "Mel- 
hqne, and-themecovej‘yflOf my l‘irhtsl But we ’
shall-have to plnyourf- cards sharp, (.ld man, to 
Will. It will take, all .OV‘,‘ mifruuitv to get past ,5‘ " ‘
the guards, and; 1!“? the, “id chateauijrAnd,"
even then, we may'notbe able to find those was . ,. i
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byrinth of mysterious hiding-places, where
one could.be hidden away 111 defiance of the
’shar st search.”

"I ever 'e mind,” the Annihilator assured.
“Jest ye s ow me thcr place, an’ we’ll do thcr
bizness of it takes a month 0’ Sundays ter do et
in.”
“ I’m with you. I’ll leave you now, and to-

morrow we will meet, and perfect further ar-g

ran ements.”

T 6 two separated, the Annihilator soon after-
ward taming in for the night, in a very anx-
ious and excited state of mind.

CHAPTER XIII.
FOR A FATHER’S sAKE.

A LAPSE of one month more.

Once more we are at the chateau-like 01d
structure among the wilds of the New Mexican
mountains.

, As we enter the great hall, and glance into
the parlor and other lower apartments, we no—
tice a great change since our last visit.

The carpets have been sweet, the windows
washed, the pictures rearranged. the furniture.
reburnishcd and repaired, and cheery fires burn
upon the hearth in more than one mom.

In fact, everything indicates that The Turrcts
now is a place of human abode rather than a
rookery for night-owls.

I The great hall and winding-stairs have been
newly carpeted. J ust outside the. grand en-
trance 8. liveried attendant, in Spanish costume,
1and armed with a magazine rifle. paces to and
. r0.

Passing up the stairs, we finally come to the
great front chamber, with vaulted ceiling and
antique carved panel walls. Here again we
find evidence of elaborate refurnishing. Just
without the entranco we also encounter another
armed sentinel, nearly a counterpart in appear-

to the one below.

Within the chamber all is warmth and cheeri-
ness, with n. cheery fire blazing upon the hearth,
the furniture and adornments tastefully ar-
ranged, and neatness and cleanliness visible
eve here.

In a partially curtained alcove is a luxuriant
bed of snowy whiteness, but it is now unoccu-
pied, for, bolstered up in a great eas ~chair,
near the fire, is the invalid for whom a1 these

, comforts have been specially provided.

A young lady, not yet out of her teens but
very pale and. wan, and evidently convalescing
from a severe illness—a beauteous creature, with
a face of marvelous sweetness, even though the
roses have faded from her cheeks, and her eyes
wear a wearied, saddened ex ression.

Arrayed in a Soft satin ressing~gown, and
wear-ingeher hair becomineg arranged, we still
recogn Nola. , ,
' A rettily-attired waiting maid, flitting here
and here, attracts the fair invalid’s attention,
and she summons her. .

 “Come here, Leonora.’

, “ Y my lady. What can I do for you?”

,“Ngzhing, only draw your chair, here, by
mine. I want to talk to you.”

Looimra. obeyed, and when seated the invalid
went on:

“I have been very sick, have I not ?”

. , “Yes, ma’am—vcry, vr'r sick. For weeks
you have been lingering at r eath’s door.”

“Would to God I had died. To live, with

«.me, is worse than death. I am at ‘The Tur-
rets’am not?"

“ Yes, ’am.” .

“ How came I here?"

“ I do not know, ma’am. You Were here when
I was brought here to am you.”

,. “Then, Iama rldoner?” ‘ ,

’ “No, not 0 ct y, although you will not be

" itted to cave the place,,without the mat-

“, } ‘ r’s ordeis.”

4, “ the master, You mean Don Juan?”
 x g,» as Inayampr ‘1‘, ‘ 
,, J', > “Then, God have mercy on me, if I am again
:7; lnhié power! Wherelsher": _ Y
 . "He has not been hem. for Several days. but
 at any minute- H‘ehas been very
~ (kind-and considerate toward. you, ma’am, and
“has sequineg dome allrm his or to make
your. dirk-cunelings pleasant. " _e be tearftu
watched!) our bulimia. when we 1 thought
.vou wm‘xiying, and everything for yonr'bene-
* '. “fiat money could procurey

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confident he gave up all hope. But, after the
railway accident, whereat your husband and
his first wife both lost their lives—”

“ VVhatl my husband dead ?”

“ Nay, not your husband, ma’am, for the
man had no claim upon you. He was a rank
impostor, ma’am, for not only was he married
to the woman for whom he so cruelly forsook
you, but has still another wife living in Texas,
as has since been proven. SO you have reason
to be thankful that matters never came t3 any
Worse pass than they did!”

“ No! no! This is not true, what you are tell-
ing me! I cannot, will not believe it. You are
but a tool of Don Juan, plaCcd here to poison
my mind against the only man I ever loved.”

“ You are wrong, my lady, I assure you.
What I have told you is true, and, so far as the
Don is concerned, he has never uttered a Word
of instructions what I was to say to you, my
only orders hcing to watch closely that you
wanted for nothing. He has been exceedingly
kind to you, and when you are a little stronger.
has a great surprise in store for you, which he
feels hopeful “i ll so soften your feelings toward
him. that you will consent to become his wife."

“ Indeed! And what is the surprise that
could soften my heart toward him?"

“ \Vcll, you see, my lady, Don Pedro is dead,
and since his (lculll papers 12:1 \‘0 Come to light i'c—
ycaling; that he vas- a. very bad man. lt .sc< ms
that years ago Don I’c/lro ('ollJnlii'.te_‘(l a. horrible
triple murder, and that your father, Nathan
Norris, was a witness to the crime, and threat-
ened to give Pcdro up to justice. Pedro, how-
ever, secured his capture, and ever since has.
held him a close prisoner in this place, hiring a
hideous dwarf to guard against your fathcris
escape. This dwarf being iartly demented and
afraid of strangers has in some. unaccountable
manner gained the sobriqueh if the Mairllragl in,
but he is simplya half lunatic of painful de-
formity, for I have seen him. He is Very sly.
however, and Idon’t believe Satan himself Could
catch him.”

“But. my father l——whcre is he?"

“At liberty about the house, but not as yet
permitted to leave it until the Don sees you.”

“ Ah! I see. The Don proposes to use my
father as an instrument by which to force me
to marry him?” '

“ I know not, lady, more than that the Don is
determined to have you for his wife, and I heard
him say that if you married him our father
should 0 free, a rich man. So, if Were you,
I woul yield to his wishes.”

“ Has my father seen melyet?”

“Yes, several times since you have been ill,
but you were out of your mind and recognized
no one.” -

“ Go, bring this man here, whom they sa is
my father,” Nola ordered. “ I will see iim
now.”

“ Oh! but, miss, I wouldn’t dare to, without
the master’s directions. He would be very angry
with me 2” .

“ Go and do as I direct!" Nola commanded,

authoritatively. “ If I am to be mistress of
‘ The Turrets ’ I will take command now!”
’ Leonora looked frightened. but, after hesitat-
mg a. moment, and. seeing that she was really
expected to obey. she arose and left the room,
while Nola composed herself as best she could to
meet the man who was reported to be her
father.

She fancied it would take but a glance for her
to tell Whether it was her father, or whether it
was an impostor, put up to lure her into marry-
ing the Don. ‘ '

,Although it was ten years ago, when she was
a child of eight, since she had seen her father,
she still retained in her memory a faint recol-
lection of how he then looked—enough. at any
rate, so that she still believed she might recog-
nize him. 

So it was with keenest interest she awaited his
comingl * ' '

Some ten minutes was Leonora absent; then
“the chamber-door opened and she entered, lead-
v-ing a man by the arm—a man some fifty years
(wage, With a tall, attenuated figure, thin tea»
 sunken eyes, and whose sweeping
 and, longihair wen-as white as driven

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He wds’oédriyiond, vet cleanly in appear.
ance. and 8:, " “(if handcuffs secured his 
together in rohtot him. i ‘ ‘ ' 7

He advanced dimly, hesitatingly Ward
Nola, as if fearful that  would repulse his
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each'other—m an instant
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 his.

‘ “ Father! my own long-lost father!  {this
really be you, or am I ' " g?” , ' r

“ ho, my child, I am your father, indeed, and ,
praise be God that I am spared to aze upon.
your face. once more—you, my little i ola, whom
I have not men for ten long years. and never
expected to see again, in this life. Verily, I could
now die, without a'murmnrof regret, for I have
lived to see you grow to a glorious womanhood,
the image of your mother who passed away be-
fore, you had grown to an age of understand-
ing.’

“Speak not of dying, dear father, when we
have but just found each other. For each.
other‘s comfort and happiness, I trust we have:
yet many years to live! ’

“Alas! my child, you know not all. Now
that you have come back from the. portals of
,death, at which for weeks vou have lingered,
We must soon art again. X'ou know not all,
my child, and —-I cannot. tell you!”

“I do know all, father—every thing. Juan
Mellique has sworn to possess me as his wife,
and to attain that end, in ill stop at nothing. He:
proposes to make you the instrument with which
to force me to marry him.”

“ Ay! ay! mv child: you Speak the truth
oily too truly. It is even so.”

“If I refuse to marry him he will cast you
‘ back into the dungeon."

“ Even worse than that. I l'caz'. Ho has told
me that if you refuse to marry lim, when he:
i asks you again, be. will have me killed before
‘ your eyes. Oh! God, it is teri'ible—tm‘riblel”

“ Be not in despair, dear father, for no harm
shall come to you. Instead, I will marry him.
and you shall be free, once more, to go forth in~
to the world wheresoever you will."

“No! no! my child, it cannot, shall not be.
You shall never sacrifice your pure young life-
to that inhuman monster, to save my life—n0
never! I am not afraid to die. BOINT death
than ten years more of imprisonment. Indeed.
now that God has spared me to gaze upon your
angel face, to take your hand in mine. and re—
ceive your kisses upon my i'urrowed brow, Ican
say I am quite content to yield up this troublous
life, in hopes of the great and glorious future. re-
dcm ption l” '

“ Nay, say not so. “'ere you a hundred times
willing and prepared'to go, it shall not be so.
I will marry Juan Mellique whenever he shall‘.
demand it, but. it need only be in word of'
speech. Once the knot is tied. and .you are free,
there is no law in the country to force me to
live with him. So, cheer u i, for all will yet
come. out right. I already feel nerved with a.
mighty and a righteous power and resolve to
outwit this demon, and I will do So!"

“Braver spoken, my heroic childl But I
shudder at the thought of your taking even the
name of such a detestable seoundrel l”

“ It matters little. The only man I ever
loved, but you dear parent, is now dead they
say, and so it matters little whose name Ibear,
as long as I have you to live for. So be of t:Jonod
heart, for I see brighter light beyond all ese
dark clouds that hover around us. Leonora
tells me the Don will be here today, and if he
asks me to marry him, and sets you free, my
answer will be ‘ ycsl’” ,

.“ Which proves that you have at last come to
your senses!" cried a men nt-to—be pleasant voice,
and Don Juan, fashionably attired, stepped into
the room. -

“ You will excuse me. I pray,” he 'added, '
urologetically, “ but I arrived 'ust in time to
catch your last words, and coul not resist the»
temptation to come in. ' .4 nd so, at last you will.
consent to become mine, Donna Nola '5” ,

“To save my father’s life, and secure his-r
liberty, I will make the sacrifice,” Nola re-
al. . I

xzed. '

“Noble girl! But. it need not necessarin be
a. sacrifice, as I shall ever strive to make you
content and happy. even though you my‘y9u=
bear no love. And, when shall the nuptial-
knot ,be tied, ma belle l’” ‘ -

“As soon as suits you, after I feel a little’
stay!) an; _ K " t a] ”
- y, ~morrow evoning. at eigh’ ,9 en-

“ As well, then as any time, 1811p. ." .
,“ Very well. We will consider 1 scuttled. ,
Mr. Norris?” ' v
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handcuffs. But, Isha
maining here until after the_c‘er€m0D5’-

“Certainly. 183m“ mam-1‘ ‘

“very wen. , g  You are now at Ii 7, K
to enjoy the W’melefy to the full . ‘

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'JHAPTER XIV.
m DURANCE VILE—AND OUT.

AND, now, dear reader, let’s return to one,
whom we have neglected too long—to Dead-
wood Dick Junior, in his dungeon.

After the departure of Don Juan and Simeon
7:! kcs, he stood leaning against the grated door
-o his cell, a prey to most harassing thoughts.

Here he was, a prisoner, far from human help,
with no prospect of ever leaving the place alive
——a situation to make the heart of the bravest
man quail within him. For some time he stood.
not even making an effort to release the cords
that confined his feet,

Finally, however, he sat down upon the floor,
:and slowly began'to pick aWay at the knot.

As soon as he got his feet unbound, he arose
and searched his pockets, and was in a measure
elated to find two articles had not been removed
from his person, namely, his watch, and his
small tin box of matches.

The first thin was to strike a light, and 100k
at the time, an he found that it was much later
than he had supposed—nearly three o’clock
A. M.

After winding up his watch—for that now
:seemed like a. near and dear friend to him—he
struck another match, and by its light Was able
to at a pretty fair idea of his new quartms.

he dungeon was about ten feet square by
weight in ,hight, and had apparently been blasted
but of the solid rock. The door of heav iron
bars swung on ponderous hinges, an was
secured by a lock that would scarcely have
yielded to the persuasion of a battering-ram.

At the rear of the room through a little groove,
ran a stream of pure water, that found its on—
trance to and exit from the dungeon by crevices
in the rock. '

The furniture was better than Dick had reason
to expect. There was a long Wooden sorteo,
With a pillow and several heavy blankets: a
chair, a smalltable, a buckct, wash-basin, towel,
and a tin cup. and in one corner, a pile of resin—
ous pine fugots.

Dick soon had one of these converted into a
torch, and thrust into a crevice; then, by count-
ing the fagotl and his matches, he figured it

out that he would be able to kcep‘himsclf in
light for a month or morc, providing he did not
burn it steadily. '

“ ‘Vell, that‘s one point in my favor,” he
mused. “ If they give mo bread enough, I
fancy I shall be able to kocp alive for a time at
least.”

The first thnty-‘four hours of his imprison-
ment passed without any one coming near the
dungeon, and so did the second.

By this time, l‘iaving had nothing to out since
leaving Santa 1%, ho was, of course, feeling
famishod. "

At noon of the third do ' Sykes made his first

loaf of“ broad through,
between the bars.
, “ Get your drink out of the rill,” he said
.grliil‘ly, and then hurried away,

After that, when Dick awoke each morning,
he found a loaf inside his cell door, but saw
nothing of the one who brought it.

And thus the days dragged on.

By thetimethe first week was up, the monot-
onv of the situation had grown almost unbear—
able, and the prisoner was beginning to feel
desperate. Already he had racked his brain in
vain, trying to invent some scheme of escape;
but at last he was forced to give up in despair.
Without outside nid there was no way of escap-
i from that underground cell in the rock.

190 first break to the monotony came the sec—
ond Sunda of his incarceration, rather unex-

‘e was lying on the settee, in utter

ssible of the fagots, when he heard stealthy
ootsteps approaching down the hall outside, and
saw the reflection of alight. '
A moment more. strange-lankinr: being,
“lanternin hand came to ahalt in front of the
door, and peered in through‘the grating.

.  The story of the Man-Dragon instantly flashed
. ‘across Dick’smind, and he sat up

on his bed
and surveyed the object without in, great curi-

‘ x o; beheld a short But powerfully-built dwarf,
. _ wilfh'a‘huge bump on his back; a thee lit up by
[a a

rgsi'and bright fir of eyes; a man past

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dish'hairlgrew straight upward, giving a fierce

effect.

He held the lantern so that the light streamed
into the furthermost part of the dungeon, and
fell upon the prisoner, at whom he glared
steadily. ..

At which Dick called out:

"I say there, Mr. Ogre, who are you, and
what do you want?”

There was no illlSWf‘l‘, except a hideous grin,
followed by a guttural sort of a chuckle; then
the “ ogre” turned abruptly away, and his cat-
like footsteps died out, in the (listunCc.

“Well, shoot me for a shrimp, if that ain’t an
odd sort of cuss!” Dick communcd. “ That
must be the individual they call Man-Dragon.
He’s ugly enough to frighten a midnight cat
into fits. I hope my abrupt address didn’t scare
him off. Even an occasmnal peep at such a
sight is preferable to this endless monotony.

He spent the remainder of the day in Conjec-
turc as to whether the dwarf would return
again, or not, and late in the evening his patience
was rewarded by seeing the ugly face once more
outside the bars.

This time the dwarf carried, in addition to the
lantern, a package done up in brown paper,
which, after some squeezing, he succeeded in
pushing through between the grates, into the
dungeon.

Then, he retreated, as silently as he had come.

Hastin lighting a torch, Dick proceeded to
give the package an examination, and found it
to contain several other packages.

Opening these, imagine his surprise to find
that one contained a quantity of chipped venison,
another some raw bear meat, a third a tin can-
teen of whisky, and the fourth a pipe, some
smoking tobacco, and a quantity of matches.

To say that our Monte Cristo was. elated
would be “ drawng it mild.” He felt like giving
a war-whoop of joy.

Such a streak of luck was something entirclv
unexpected, and he felt even though he might
not succeed in making his escape, he at least had
a friend in the dwarf.

The days dragged by, and lengthened into
weeks, but each day, a ackagc similar to the
first. found its way into )le’S dungeon.

But, now, the morning ration of bread ceased
to come.

Dick understood the significance of this!

Don Juan proposed to starve him to death.
Dick felt perfectly well satisfied that the stuff
brought him by the dwarf, was brought un-
known to the demon Don!

Notwithstanding that he was still a prisoner,
Dick could but feel grateful toward the dwarf,
and several times sought to express his grati-
tude in words, but the attempt proved literally
fniilc, for the grotesque crcaturo never spoke,
nor bynnyuctiou acknowledged that he compre-
heudcd tho prisoner’s moaning,

As silently as be came, thus silently did he
do iari'.

' 'bo days Wore away, until six weeks had puss-
ctl since Dick had entered upon his imprison—
ment. «

The same night that witnessed the meeting of
Nola Norris and her father. the dwarf once
more appeared at the door of Dick’s dungeon.
He brought only the lantern now. for he had
been to the cell once before that day, with pro-
visions, and his second visit was a matter of
some surprise to Dick.

As he apprimchcd the Cell, Dick saw that he
staggered, perceptibly, and then perceived that
there was a bloody wound in his left hrea 

Without so much a": a word. the dwarf pro-
duced a \key, unlocked the door, and entering
the dungeon. reached out through the grating
am rolocked'the door from the outside. '

Dickwatchcd this proceeding with no little
wonderment, but refrained from speaking.

The dwarf next placed the lantern on the
table, and thou seated himself upon the single
chair, and for a moment gazed steadfastly at the
prisoner, with his great wild'e'es. . '
“You are Deadwood Dick?’ he finally said,

 

“ Correct.” , '

“ And a prisoner of Juan Mellique?’

“ Right again.” ,

“ I am J areck Wolfraven, sometimes called by

“ The TurretS” has been my home. I have hid-‘
don myself away from the world because of my.
his'lcousness. I am now mortally wounded. and}:
fast nearing my CM. and to you I wanttomhke
my ante-mortem statement! 5 ' I

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caught me at it and gave me my death we

I escaped from the house, however, eluded pur-
suit, and returned here b a secret route known
only to myself. When have told you all I

ing on will avenge my death!”

“l 0 need to ask me that, for if I ever get
free, Don Juan shall surely die—the infamous
villain that he is!” was Dick‘s fierce reply.

“ Then it is well. Have you any of the whis-
ky left which I brought you?”

“Plenty of it.”

“ Then give me a swallow, for it will help to
keep up my strength until I have done.”

up, wonderfully.

“Well,” he said, finally, “for the past ten-
vears I have been in the em 10y of Don Pedro

ellique, now deceased. I ave acted as jailer
over a man who has been im risoned in a dun-
geon not far from this, and t ,9 Don paid me well
and instead of hoarding up my money, I have
spent the most of it toward providing for the
comfort of my prisoner, as he will tell you when
you see him.”

“ Do I know him?”

“He is the father of Donna. Nola, Don Pedro’s
adopted daughter. His name is Nathan Norris,
and he has been a prisoner here these ten years,
because he held the secret of Don Pedro having
committed an atrocious murder, and fearful of
being betrayed, the Don kept him locked up.”

“ Where is he now?”

“In the mansion above, where both he and
Nola are held as prisoners. The Donna has
been very ill for Weeks, and is only now conva-
lescing. To—morrow night, at eight o’clock, she
will become Don Juan’s wife!”

“ What! she marry that devil? Never!” and
Dick sprung to his feet, excitedly.

“ As I say. she will marry him, unless you in-
terfere, which you must do!”

“But, explain. I do not understand. Surely
Nola would never consent to marry the Don,
knovving herself to be my wife.” '

“It is to save her father’s life. The Don has
promised to set Nathan Norris free, providing
Nola marries him. On the contrary, if Nola
were to refuse. the Don has sworn to kill her
father before her wery eyes. So you see the fix
she is in. Having been assurcd that you are
dead, she prefers to marry the Don rather than
see her arcnt slaughtered in cold blood. No one
can rea ly blame her, either. But, you must be
on hand, to prevent the marriage!”

“ Ayl I will be there, if you will get me out of
this accurscd den. I will yet baffle that hell-
hound, Juan Mcllique—a fit companion only for
wolves.”

“ I will show you how to leave here. But,
first, here are important Iapcrs that I wish to
consign to your care. Here is the deed to ‘ The
Turrets,’ in Jose Mellique’s name, an the will
making you heir. These were stolen from the
surrogate’s office, by Sykes, and iven to Juan

who neglected to destroy them. gore is the will
of Pedro Melliquc, making hi~€lalll211t9rbis sole
lcgatee. I stole these away from J uan’s room,
because I hate him, but it was at the cost of my
life. I will show you, now, how to leave these
vaults, and then I will return to die. You had
best hasten at. once to Santa F9, (ll-\guise your-
self, and laysome flap to be present at the wed-
ding. I will add 1; mt Don Juan has five desper-
ate men guarding ‘lee 'lurretr,’ and you will
therefore act uccordinfl)’. Now, take my arm

and I will show you the way out. You will find
horses in the gulch. Whfl'h you will enter, when
you leave here, and You had best get out of the
neighborhood ns sog‘n us lossible.” .

Most willingly D1_ck tollk the key and unlocked
the door, then wumpcd with the lantern, and
supporting Wolfraven ‘eu his am, he stopped
from the dungeon. Once more a free man! ’
For some minutes they walked along through
winding subterranean pan-a es: then came to
where a stone staircase woun upward.

“ This leads to the mansion abovel” Wolfraven
explained, “SO. mark it well, for {911 may have
to use it 011 Your return. The exi is a little fur.
therbny” “ . l I i 1'
In a couple of minutes more they came to What
was: evnlently the end of the
{were confronted by a mass 0 bOWlders, bot

gPush this one side,” qufmven explained, 
du-ating one of the lot.

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swing; ensi y inward, as if on a pivot. ‘M
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lch below ‘The Turrets,’ ” the dwarf explained.

‘ Should you return this way, all you have todo
is to creep into the hole, ush against the rock,
and it Will admit you. ow, go, and may you
succeed in defeating Juan Mellique and aveng—

' me!”
mglot without sincere regret at leaving the
dwarf to die in that dismal solitude, Dick bale
him farewell, first counseling him to pra y to the
good Father of all for mercy.

Then he crept from the vault, and in five min-
utes was mounted and speeding away toward
Santa Fe.

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CHAPTER XV.
mncmo A wrrsnss.

Ir was scarcely mid-forenoon, when Deadwmd
Dick, Junior, arrived in the vicinity of the city,
the next day.

He did not ride immediatelygnto the place, but
to a chaparral in the neigh rhood, where he
hadsecurely cached a variety of dis ises.

Here he spent an hour or more; t en he had
under no a great change, for he was attired in
a fine roedcloth suit, with a silk hat, and had
the appearance of a gentleman of leisure.

He wore an iron-gray wig, and a stunning
pair of side-whiskers an mustache of the same
shadin , and, altogether, there was something
so deci edly foreigaagbout his make-up that he
could easily have n mistaken for a Well-to-do
nabob from across the Atlantic.

Certain it was, no one would ‘ have recognized
him as Deadwood Dick.

He went straight to the Planter’s Hotel,
add finding Proprietor Jim Burns at liberty,
sou ht and secured an interview with him.

T en, much to the hotel-keeper’s astonishment.
he made known his identity, and narrated all
about what had happened in the past six weeks,
and what was about to happen that night.

“Well, that beats a novel all holler!” Burns
declared. “ On course ye’r’ goin’ ter try to stop
ther weddin’?”

“ 150st assuredly. And I want your co—opera-

n.

“ All right!
nail!”
“Good. You’re the right man, in the right

lace. Now, who is deputy-sheriff, here, in
ante. Fe?” . . ‘

Burns took his pipe from his mouth, with an
air of vast importance. ‘

“ Waal, ef ther Circuit Court knows anythin
about hersclf, and she rather think she do,

n ter be thet same indevidual.”
‘ ndeed? Then, better. yet. I want you to
be at ‘The Turrets.’ tp-nlgbt, with a posse of
men who are not afraid to fight if it comes to
fight. I can get you into the house all right and
at a given signal, you are to rush in and arrest.
Melli e.”

“ ri ht! I'm ready to do all I can to fetch
the ass Limerick. An’ lhfir’s a man yonder
as I in count on fer one!” and he pointed out of
the window to where a man was passing along

I’m with ye, tooth an’ toe-

_ the street.

Dick was on his feet in an instant.
“ Old‘ Avalanche!” he ejaculated- I
“ J net 30. He’s been around here quite awhile,

a-lookin’ fera. teller about our size. Been a-

0

» scoutin’ up around ‘The urrets,’fer about a

I. i I Kantian

' )

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"mouth,

month tryin’ tar get later the shebang but
hain’t tucoeegggi. Guess the old chap’s ’bou’t gi’n

out in (118303
“ 0t he! But. call him in, and quiz him.
 worth knowing my be learned.
30ng of my presence.
obey , and the Annihilator was soon
theparor. , ‘
scout, what’s the best word?” Burns‘

 “ flay success!”

, .“ Bern’t much but 1 allow thar’s some

M. Cent's-,y’s we'll and Dickey,

as. My?” got an achln in me home that he’s
a

! pshaw! You mustn’t git downlin the

On what is your PM of success

W! old friend?”

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, a.” pm one o ther ni‘rd’g

eggs“ to turgogvidence agis’hg, an’

nemaawekmm ture the cues, (at, ‘m
113’. of two murders, enigma

 Dickey, I’ll make the Don hump!”

on as .
balm gzt Donna Nola shut, p‘,
’ . He stole her away from

s .7 J l
,. winter’s tan when eta 11’. killed
min  wits #ngwn hindsfiand

later
than ‘tbeh anato' thercrime.
iwllidthet “meager,

“Yes. He war one 0’ the gang as went to the
house. The Don done all the killin’.”

“ Where is the fellow?”

, “ I can get him in a jiffy.”

“ Then fetch him at once. A warrant shall be
got out immediately. Do you know if the Don
is in town?”

“ No; don’t know just where the beast is.”

“ Well, never mind. Mention nothing of an
intended arrest lest some harm come to the 'rL
W c’ll nab the devil at ‘The Turrets' to-nig t!”

Avalanche took his departure, and then Burns
turnéx'd tlo Dick. d

“ e1, w at oyou ropesetodo, ardl”

“I’ve hit upon the gory plan,” Dicpk replied.
“ How many men will you take with you?

I: Fright", n H I

cry we . ere is my p an. The party
must start from here, so as to arrive in the
gulch at dusk. I will show you how to gain en-
trance to ‘ The Turrets’ by way of the under-
ground vaults. Then, with one of your party, I
will leave you.”

“ What to do?”

“We will ride to the main entrance to ‘The
Turrets,’ and I will send in a card, requesting
an interview with the Don, representing myself
to be a lawyer who has come to see him in re-
gard to a fortune that has been left to a former
member of his uncle’s family, named Nola Nor-
ris, information of whose whereabouts I seek.
Avaricious scoundrel, he will bite at the bait,
and I’ll get the interview. Then I’ll play my
cards so well, that I’ll get an invitation to re-
main at the wedding. See?”

“ Good! You’ve ot a level head!”

“ At eight o’cloc the ceremony is to take
place. You are to be within easy hearing dis-
tance of three sharp whistles. W en you hear
them, you are to rush into the parlor and nab
your man.”

The plan was so promising that it was at once
adopted, and preparations were quiet] and
rapidly made for the denoue’ment whic that
night was destined to witness.

Your, the man who was to stand evidence
agginst the Don, was produced, and his affidavit
 en, and on the strength of it warrants were
issued for Juan’s arrest, and placed in the hands
of Deputy Burns.

Other necessary arrangements were perfected.
and by noon all was in readiness for a start for
“ The Turrets.”

In the mean time there is another scene of our
story we must not omit.

Don Juan had arrived in Santa Fe early that
morning, and in a couple hours’ time had started
oi! 'a posse of caterers for “The Turrets,”
equipped with everything needed for a grand
“ spread-out” after the marriage ceremony.
After this was arranged he proceeded to the
Mellique residence, and busied himself for a
couple of hours in packing up his and Nola’s
personal effects, for it was his intention to take
a bridal tour East on the morrow.

He had only just finished, when the door-
bell rung, and Simeon Sykes was shown in.

“ Ah! gomg away?” the scoundrel confederate
asked. on seeing the trunks.

“ Yesnon a two weeks‘ bridal tour. Nola be-
comes mine, tonight.” »

“ Ah! then, all’s Well, I infer.”

“ Well, yes—that is in one sense. In another,
all is not well. S kes, I was robbed of those
valuable papers, last ni ht. I caught Wolf-
raven in my room, at ‘ he Turrets. He had
broken 0 n a drawer, and secured the docu-
ments.‘ shot him, but he leaped from a win-
.dow and escaped. Sykes, you must go to ‘The
Turrets,’ take char of my men, and scour
the cauntry in searc of that accursed dwarf.
He must be found, and the pore recovered, if
it costs a fortune, I think mortally wounded
the cuss, and itma not be a hard matter to
find him. So take" of the case durfilmy
theme. and it youreoover the papers it be
another feather in your nose.” .

“And if I don’t?” kes asked, seating him.

ting a cigar.

and '

“Wth ml or ourwor
“Humphl Wye ,you 399,193
lique: I’m getting scretired of taking premises
for Pay, in sort of business won‘t work
any longer.” .. - .

“ What do you mean?”

,“ Well, I mean thatl’ve been playing in with
you long enough Without receiving any pay,
gong Iggcome here, to-day, to settle up accounts
a . v
. ‘f Indeed? It strikes me ' ’re tt' rather

I'headot yourself ain’t on? I gs mg
.“,Not a bit of it! t takes mom to. buy
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can settle up now, better’n after your wedding
trip, no doubt.”

“ Oh! well, I dare say it makes but little dif-
ference, so far as that is concerned. How much
do you want?”

“ The full amount of what you owe me.”

“ Indeed! And how much is that? I do not
know that any speciai price has been set.”

“ N o, for I allow I’m the one to set the price.“

“ Set it. then. I’ve no time to parley over
small matters like that!"

“ Correct. I want, for what I’ve already done,
a round ten thousand dollars.”

“ What?” Don Juan looked thunderstruck,
for a moment; then he burst mto a harsh laugh.
“You’re a £001, Sykes.”

“I’ve named my price, and I intend to have
it i” was the grim reply.

“ Have you one mad, man?”

“ Not at all, mean business!”

“ Then, you‘d better go to some one else. to
talk your business with. You’ll live to be. as
old as Methuselah before you do any of that sort;
of business with me.”

“ Will I ? VVe‘ll  I want ten!”

“ You’ll never get a tenth part of it!”

“ Then, look out for me!”

“ What do you mean?”

“Business! No wedding at ‘ The Turrete’ to-
night!”

Don Juan’s eyes gleamed dangerously at this.

“ \Vho will prevent it?” he hissed, venom—
ously.

“ I will,” Sykes replied, coolly. “ If my de-
mand for the ten thousand dollars is not imme—
diately satisfied, I will go to the proper author-
ities. expose all your criminal acts, and have
you locked up within the hour.”

The Don uttered a fearful oath.

“ You hell—hound, you dare not turn traitor l”
he cried.

“But I dare, thou h.” Sykes declared. “ So
decide at once. Shal I have my price?"

“ Never! I will see you in Tophet first.”

“ Very well. If I meet you there, you’ll.
knew, me. I must be going now, so 00d-
gunning!” and rising, he strode towar the

cor.

The moment his back was tn: nod, a pistol
gleamed in the Don’s grasp.

Conscious of his peril. Sykes made a ( uick
leap to get out of the room. but just too ate:
there was a flash, a sharp report, and with a
wild yell the lawyer reeled and went crashing
to the floor.

An instant later, Don Juan was bending over
him.

“ Dead, sure enough!” he muttered; “ and
now, I alone hold my secrets. I must secrete
his body, and away from here ere more intru--
ders come. Tomorrow I will mortgage every-
thing for whatever I can get, and flee with my
bride to rts of the countrv where the name of
Juan Me lique is unknown!

CHAPTER XVI.
A STABTLING DENOUEMENT.

J car as the dusky shadows were beginning to
settle over the landscape that evening. two horse-
men rode up to the main entrance to The Tur-
rets and drew rein. _

One was Deadwood Dick, Junior, in his dis-
guiss of an aristocratic-appearing foreigner;
the other was a roughly-divested chap, who was
well known in Santa Fe as an able iide.

The sentinel, who patrolled to an fro in front
of the entrance to The Turrets, at once advanced
to meet the new arrivals.

“ Who are you,.and what’s your businest
demanded grimly, holding his rifle in trendy
attitude.

“ I am
calledtosee usnonamstter of business,”
Dick explai . ’ -

“ The Don will not receive visitors to-ni lit,”
the sentinel replied. “ You will have to an-
other time.” ,

“ That will be irnpossible,'sir. My buriness is

flflgman "from the East whohas
ued

importcnt, and I must see him now. Here, I ’

will

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reaches him.” .‘
ness card, on one side 0! which was printed:
"Hans? oineox,
“ Gounselor at Law, '3 _,
“CHICAGO.”  
0n the. back of this Dick wrote, in  ~
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Giving this curl to the sentinel, he directed:

" Conw-y that to the Don, and he will under-
stand."

The man nodded and disapIK-arcd within the
mansion. He soon returned, however, and
said:

“ It‘s all right. Dismount and come in. The
Don will see you in the parlor.”

Bidding his companion await outside, Dick
dismounted. and was ushered into the great par-
lor, wnL-re, faultlessly attired, the Don received
.him politely.

“1 am glad to meet you, sir,” he said, “:11-
though I had given out orders not to be dis-
turbed. By your card, I infer that you are a
lawyer." e

“ Exactly, from Chicago, and arrived in Santa
Fe to-day, in search of a Miss Norris, to whom
a large fortune has been left by a distant rela-
tive. She had been a member of the family of
one Pedro Mellique, but I learned that Pedro
was dead, and the present whereabouts of Miss
Norris were unknown. An acquaintance of the
family, however, advised me to come here and
see you, suggesting that you might be able to
give me her address”

“ Quite right, sir; Miss Norris is here at pres-
ent, and is to become my wife at eight this even—
ing.”

“ Indeed! You are fortunate, for, in securing
her for your wife, you also secure a prize worth
having.“

“ Is that so?”

“Miss Norris’ fortune amounts to half 11 mil-
lion in money.”

Juan Mcllique’s eyes sparkled.

“ “fell, I should say that was a windfall!” he
said. “W'here is this money if it; is in that
shape?”

“In Santa Fe. As soon as I have made a
few necessary arrangements with your affianced,
the mom-y will be paid over to her. Can I see
Miss Norris?” .

“ I would prefer you should not, until after
the marriage ceremony.”

“ And why this delay!”

“ lVell, you see,” rcplied the Don, looking con-
siderably embarrassed, “it might not be advis-
able to let her know of her good fortune until
"the excitement of the Wedding is over. I am
marrying a poor girl, and it is a mutual case of
love, you know. But you also know what a
fickle thing love is, and how weak women are.
If Nola were to know of this fortune before—
hand. she might take it into her head to post-
pone thc nuptials, or throw up the matter alto-
gether.”

“ Well. there is something in that. Perhaps
it would be as well not to apprise her of her
good fortune until after she is your bride.”

“ I am sure it would be advisable not to. Not
that I have any mercenary motives in the case
but I prefer to marry her as a poor girl, and
then she can never throw it in my face that I
married her for her money.”

“Quite proper! Quite proper! Then, too. the
fortune will be a magnificent (lower for her.”

“ True enough!” Juan said, all eagerness.
“And now I can rely upon you to withhold the
joyful tidings until she has been made legally
my bride.” _

‘ As you wish it, it shall be so,” Dick replied,
rising, as if to depart.

“I will return to the city, and you can look
for my return to—morrow.”

“No, nol That is not; to be thought of,” the
Don hastily replied. “ I shall insist that you
remain as my guest for the night, and be present
at the wedding. After the ceremony we are to
have a little banquet in celebration of the event,
and it will be a fitting occasion for you to make
kno‘wn to my bride that she is an heiress.”

Dick made a. pretense of hesitation at accept-
ing the invitation, but the Don pressed him so
hard that he finally gave his consent to re-
main.

Night came on early in the mountains, and it
would be several hours yet before the ceremony
was to take place, and as the Don excused him-
self, on pretense of havingDsome preliminary
arrangements to attend to, ick was left to his
own reflect-ions.

“ The plan will work like acharm,” he mused,
as he sat staring at; the (grand old pictures with
which the parlor was a orned. “ The avaricious
scoundrel it at the bait. just as I expected he
would. and wants to secure his bird before she
gets wind of the fortune, lest she back out, as
she did before.

“ But. your exultation at the prospect will
pale sadly, Juan Mellique, and that, too, very
soon. You have played your cards with extra-
ordinary daring and cunning, but ygu have lost
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to down you, while, with hearts triumphant, I
will scoop in the stakes.”

The minister who was to perform the mar-
riage ceremony soon arrived, and with him
came several ladies and gentlemen from the
city, whom the Don had invited to be present.

Much to Dick’s surprise, the minister was the
same one to whom he had gone for information,
when in quest of news concerning the Salem
fannly~the Reverend J oscph Marston.

The time having come nigh for the ceremony
to take place, there was considerable expectancy
among the guests.

Dick felt more excited than he would have
been willing to admit, but managed to preserve
a calm exterior.

He knew that a crisis was near at hand.

What if, by any unforeseen contingency,
De inty Burns should fail to be at hand?

'lhen, there must necessarily be a scene, and
it Would devolve upon Dick, rsonally, to pre-
vent the marriage, if indeed, e must resort to
actual force.

Shortly before eight o’clock, the Don called
him out into the hall.

“Mr. Gibson,” he said, “would it be asking
too much of you if I were to request you to act
as my groomsman?”

“ chll, to tell the truth, I’m afraid it would,”
Dick replied. “I never filled such a position,
and as there are other younger gentlemen pres:
cut, I beg that you will excuse me, and make
your selections from among them.”

The Don bowed rather stifily, and turned
away, evidently displeased.

Dick returned to the parlor.

Promptly at eight o‘clock lhe bridal party en-
tered the mom. Nola. leaniing upon the arm of
her father. looking pale, almost ghostly, in her
bridal robe of White.

The Don was attended by one of the gentle-
men guests.

The party took their positions at one end of
the room before the minister, who awaited their
arrival, book in hand.

At sight of Nola, the reverencd gentleman
gave a start, and looked grave.

He shook hands w1th the afiianced couple,
however, and then motioned Nathan Norris to
step one side. A few words were exchanged in
an undertone between them.

When the minister returned before the Don
and Nola, his face had assumed a still graver as-

)ect.

I “My young friends,” he said in an impressive
tone, “when I was invited here to perform a.
marriage service, I was not aware who the con-
tracting parties Were. It now becomes my dut
however, to inform you that it will be imposm-
ble for me. as a minister of the Gospel, to unite
you in wedlock!”

“ What do you mean?” cried the Don, growing
pale with anger. “ VVhat’s the reason you won’t
marry us?”

“ I have a good and all-sufficient reason. This
young woman is already married.”

“ It’s false! it’s false!” cried Juan hotly.

“ It is not false. Nola Norris was married
some six weeks ago to a man named Richard
Bristol, the ceremony being performed b the
Reverend Silas Salem. The certificate Mr. L alem
placed in my possession for safe-keeping, and I
have it in my pocket-hook now!”

“I care not a fig for that.” fairly screamed
the Don. “The fellow Bristol was killed in a
railroad accident between Santa Fe and Pueblo,
nearly a month ago, and this lady is consequent-
ly a widow, and free to marry whoever She
pleases. I command you to proceed with the
ceremony, sir!”

“And I forbid *ou to!" cried Deadwood Dick,
stepping quickly orward and covering the Don
with his revolver, while, with his other hand, he
tore away his disguise. “ 1 am Richard Bristol
and I am here to thwart this detestable scoun
drel’s schemes. Juan Mellique, your game is
up! Dare to move amuscle and you are a. dead
man, you infamous Villain and double-dyed mur-
derer!” ‘

Then, casting the. false wig and beard to the
floor, Dick drew a Silver whistle from his pocket
and blew three sharp blasts upon it.

Instantly the parlor door swung open. and
Deputy-Sheriff Burns and his men stalked info
the room.

“ Juan MelliqUel” Burns said. advancing, and
laying his hand upon the Don’s shoulder. “I
arrest you, in the name of the lawl”

The Don had grown pale as death and he
trembled like a leaf.

“ In God’s name. what 'do‘ an arrest me
for?” he gasped. “What have done?”

“ You’ve done more’n you’ll ever get a chance
to do again, I’ll guarantee. I have a warrant

 

 

for your arrest for ihe murder of Silas and Rm
becca Salem, and, besides this, there are plenty
of other charges against you. So, let me have
your wrists, till I see what Size cuffs you
wear!”

Juan hesitated a moment; then, with a yell
of defiance, he made a desperate spring, suc—
ceeding in tearing himself away from the depu-
ty’s grasp, and at once bounding toward the
door; but, ere he could reach it, he was com
fronted by a pawn who had just entered.

That person was Myra Mellique!

In her hand she clutched a cocked revolver;
and her face was ale and stern with resolve.

“ Backl Juan ll ellique!” she cried, “ for your
time has come. You purposely killed my father,
and I’m here new to avenge hisdeath before the
law can wreak its vengeance on you for your
crimes.” Then there was a sharp report—a
scream of mortal agony, a heavy fall—then
another report, and another fall.

Don J nan—the demon Don, he might well be
called— lay stretched out upon the floor, welter-
ing in his life-blood, while across his lifeless
body was the inanimate form of the Donna.

The end had come, indeed!

The fatality of death had pursued the Spanish
house of Mcllique, to a point of total extermina-
tion, for, with the demise of Myra and Don
Juan, the last members ' of a once proud
race had answered the call of the Great Conn
mander.

Much space need not be consumed in telling
what remains to be told.

The double tragedy cast a pull of deepest
gloom over the great mansion. It was a house
of death, but not of mourning.

Defeated in their intentions of carrying the
Don back to Santa Fe, aprisoncr, Deputy Burns
and his pards made a capture of the roughs who
guarded ‘ The Turrets,’ and then set out for the
city, Avalanche remaining behind.

The Annihilator was greatly ovrrjcycd to find
Dick alive and well; but what was his joy to
that of Nola, who was once more I‘(St01(‘d to
the arms of her husband!

The night was spent by the inmates of the
mansion in conversation. Dick, Nola. and Na
than Norris each in turn entertaining theothcrs
who were present with narrations of their ex-
perienccs.

The following morning the mansion was lock-
ed up, and the party set out on their return to
Santa Fe, where they arrived in safety.

Dick immediately had the willmattcrsattend-
ed to, and then, having no desire for a further
residence at ‘ The Turrets,’ he offered the place
for sale.

A party of capitalists, imbued with the be
lief that there Was mineral wealth underneath
the grim old pile, soon came along and made
him a fair offer, and it was accepted.

W'ork was soon after begun at tearing away
the grim, uncanny edifice. Iand p1 cLalzly ere
this, not a vestige of it remains.

The bodies of Don Juan and his victim J areck
Wolfravcn, were removed to Santa Fe, and
treated to decent burial, while the rcmains of
the ill-fated Myra—the last of the Mellique race
—-were borne from the elegant residence to 8.
resting-place in the beautiful cemetery, where
a monument of exquiSIte design, l-rought, at
great ex )cnse, from afar. indicates the loving
care of ola and her hurl and. It was found,
upon examining her rapcrs and effects that She
had carefully arranged all her affairs and had
willed everything to Nola, her foster-sister,
“ as some atonement for the great wrong
he,- father Dun Pedro, had done to her father,
Nathan Nex'r‘i-j‘,” and, as there were none to
question the gift and rosscssion the sumptuous
place passed peaccallly into Nola’s kvfpmg and
occupancy. The lid of Simeon Sykes has
never been found. W at the demon Don did
with it is a mystery to this day. ,

Tired of his New Mexican ex enemies, Dick
accompanied by his lovely bride, fer father, and
Old Avalanche, at length bade adieu to Santa.
Fe. and set out for the more northern terri-
tories. .

The Mellique mansion was 19ft In charge of
its old and tried Servants—all 0f wlirm seemed
to rejoice in the change which bod turned the
turbulent current of their lives under the Melli-
que reign to one of Peace- ,1" ll'ell‘ NOW and
reverent, if su ,rstitious belief. they think that
Deadwood Dic had encountered-and overcome
Satan and his imDS. 811d “‘an him as one espe-
cially sent to destroy the Wleed, and to break
the evil spell which hung over the very name 1
Monique.

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809 Deadwood Dick’n Deal: or. Tim GUN Brick nfOretznn.
321 Deadwood Dick’n Dozen: UnTl'v 1’8le 0l'l'lmilttmiFlatt!
847 Deadwood DIt-k’n Ducatu: "n “lle in the Diggitigfl.
851 JDeadwood Dick Sentenced: or, the Terrible Vendetm.
862 Deadwood Dick’n ('Iaiiu.
405 Deadwood Dick Ill Dead I‘ity.
4ND Deadwood Itick’n Diamondn.
Deadwood Dick In hew \ ork; or. A “ Cute Case."
430 Deadwood [Howl Dug-1.; l r, ’l'ln- Chained liuiid.
Deadwood Dick. Jr.
448' Dead wood Dick, Jr.'i-. Dciiancc.
Deadwood Dick, Jh‘l. I‘lIii liulid.
Deadwood Dick. Jr.’~. RI Round-I'll.
465 Deadwood Dick, Jr-‘K. Iiuckcl tit (‘Iulm 10.
47l Deadwood Dick, '1‘. (‘ori-nl: or, iiunsuiuu Bill.
4m Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘~. Dot: chtccilve.
Deadwood Dick. Jr.. Ili Deadwood.
Deadwood Dick, Jr.’~. ('oiupact.
Deadwood Dick. Jim-M. liillt-ritiiucc.
500 Deadwood Dick. arr-I. Digging...
508 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘~. Deliverance.
51.3 Deadwood Dick. .lr.‘n. I’rotezce.
522 Deadwood Dick. J r.’n. Tin-cc.
529 Deadwood Dick. Jr.'-, il'uiigt-r Dunk;
534 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’~. Death Hunt.
539 Deadwood Dick. Jr.. in 'i‘l‘\il1.
514 Deadwood Dick. Jr.. the Wild \cht \‘idom
549 Deadwood Dick, Jr.. on Ill-I \Icttle,
554 Deadw'ood Dick. o'l'u, in Gotham.
5i" Deadwood ' Jr.. In Bolton.
"367 Deadwood Dick, Jr.. In Philadelphia.
522 Deadwood Dick. Jr., In Chicago.
578 Deadwood Dick. Jr., Afloat.
58-i- Deadwood Dick, Jim, In Denver.
4390 Deadwood Dick. J r.'u, Dccrce.
59.3 Deadwood Dick, Jr.. In Beelzebub'u Basin.
“00 Deadwood Dick, , at, Conuy “land.
606 Deadwood Dick, Jr.'~, Lcadvlllc Lay.
612 Deadwood Dick, Jr., In Detroit.
IDI'iHi‘VDOd I"('i\'. Jr” in (‘lncinuutL
62.; Deadwood Dick. Jr., In you‘d“.
680 Deadwood IDIcl., .Ir., in No Man's Land.
680% Deadwood Dick, Jr., A139,- ”ui Queen
642 Deadwood Dick. Jr., in Bulfulm
648 Dead wood Dick, In“, Chane Acronnthe Continent
654 Deadwood Dick Jr.. Amongtlic Smugglers
660 Dead Iood ’1‘, I- llllrnnoc (nun,
666 Deadwood Dick, Jr., Rack iii the gum...
(i7 Deadwood r-s In Du range; or, “Gathered In."
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690 Deadwood Dick. Jr. u. Dollarn.
69s) Deadwood Dick, Jr-‘v 8! Danger Divide.
700 Deadwood Dick. r. u. Drop.
704‘ Deadwood Dick, Jr" at JaekzPoL
710 Deadwood Dick, elf-i I" Bull l‘ rancllco.
716 Deadwood Dick, Jr.:l. Fiili Hunt.
722 Deadwood Dick, Jr. n. "owl-men.
728 Deadwood Dick, Ji'oi“! "hrllile.
784 Deadwood Dick, Jr. in. Double Deni.
740 Deadwood Dick, Jr.'-. Deathwatch.
747 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’n, Doublct.

BY CHARLES MIDR R18.

118 “’lll Some", the Boy Detective.
123 'llii Ilard ‘, the lions Boy.
rental-e {ti-to; or, Nit-"denim, 1:1; Dog Detectiv ,
ctec ve ck; or Th, Hon» in nus.
142 lpudnolue Harry, ihe iioulhluvk Detective,
147 \I [ll “'Ildilre, the Thoroughbred.
152 iiilfl'k “Ell. Will “'iidfire‘l Racer.
1",? “Ike NIOI'I'Y the Harbor Police Boy.
162 Will Wildfire in the Wood-i.
165 Billy Baggage. the Railroad Boy.
no IA; gran-ligand cor.I “"ill Wild‘t‘iro “Cos nnd Lone.
oc',. n..v,<-' ‘A' '.-.
 ng Rockett 1h» Bniik Willi. “w (r
183 The man.- Road or. Will Wiltlfira‘s Revenge.
13': I‘rfidlglatlétzgofiirh% $313-$110? olrl, The Smuugien.
c ' ~ ' o ' .
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206 Dark Paul. the Tiger King.
212 Dal-hing Dave. "W “Mid? Detective.
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885 51:33:33.... the Mgmntw Boy. ’
$49 The Two “ Blood: : oB Shenandth Bill and Rh Gaul.
one nick Runaway! on A nkotn Boy in calm".
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I 274 Jolly ."m. the Detectiva All rentice.

9H9 .Innv 9. Job; or, The oumr Detoutivo.
9.9 TheW‘i’Ili'i‘er-lloundz 0"- The Younx Thoroughbred.
80 D..huw., orbnkntgg nr, A Wanton: Lad in anu City.
324 Ralph Itea’dy, thin Hotel Boy Detective.
4 Tony Thorne, the Van-bond Detective.
358 The Reporter-Detective; or, “ed Flyor’l Bits-rd.
W Ida-Awake Joe: UIn A BOY 0' "’0 Timon.
. the Loveler; or. The Bloodl oi the Honky“.
Fire y Jack, the River~Rlii Detective.
The Lost 1”" er; or. The Eutrliiiped Cuhier.
438 Fred F'I‘yer, t, a Reporter Detective.
I‘Vm'ble Logan, the Pinkerton Ferret.
456 BI" Bflek, the Jony Vagabond.
A It. Jen-V, mist-live; or.  All".
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50‘ “00”. the Boy Fpom-n g or, Tao Shnrp {or the 8%
mi he saw“ “0" cc Bov Detective.
MM Jimmfi the RI or, A
’7 1""- l'llee oi PRIIIl-z or.'l‘he Wolt‘in the Fold.
‘55 Pl“°:z‘Psa:li an gtdoy Emulator.
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(Dillcr Novels by E. L. “'heeier.

26 (‘lovcn "ooi', thc iiumilo lDPIIIiIn.

82 "(ID “'ooli': ~i'. 'l'h» tiirl i)md».\‘hnt

39 Death-Face. llcii-ciive; or, liii‘t‘ in New York,

45') (Did AVaIaut-Iic; or, Wild Edna, the Girl Bl-ignnd.
51$ Jim Blininoe, .lr., the Boy lenix.

til Buckliorii Bill: or, 'l‘hv Bell liille Team

69 Gold Hille, ltic Sliariiniiootcr: or. The lioy Dengue,
80 Rosebud Roii- or. Nugget Ned, th - Knight.

9&4 “I; I, the Girl hunt-r; or, Rosebud Rob on Hand.
88 I’llcliofl‘l‘ll ll I'll“; or. Busehtlti Koii'a Reapimnranre.
92 (‘anada (' let; or, (lid Anaconda in Sitting Bull’s Comp.
96 \\'tiit-Ii-I-‘.yc: or. Aruhs nnd Angels of“ are,” (my.
18 Jack IIo_\le the Young Snet-ulutnr.

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Boi iza Bill. .‘iiincr.
"on! "0b the, Kin“r oi lioothincka.
Hulid Sam tin- ltny Road-Agent.
Contain ‘crret. the N-uv York Demo",
New York Nell, the Boy-Girl Detective.
Nobh ' N lck oi’ Neruda; or, The Sierra! Scamp.-
“‘I ll ‘ranlt, tin» lilil'itfiitili liruvo.
Fr tz, the BoundJioy Detective.
Fritz to the Front: or, The \‘entriloquint Hunter.
2‘26 Snooze-r. tlu- liuy Show: or. The Arab Detective.
236 Apollo Bill, the 'l'rail Tornado.
240 (‘ clone Klt, the Young (Glutiiatut
4 i N erra Sam, illl Frtlllllb‘l' Fern-t.
24“ Sierra Ham’s Secret: or, The liloodv Footprints.
253 l‘icrru Ru Nu l’ardt or. the Anng ni Big Vim.
25K Sierra h‘aut’u Eleven; or, 'l'in- Stolen Bridle.
278 Jumbo .loc. thi- ll".\' l’lilrvl: or. The Rii-ui Main.
277 Denver Doll. tl-I- ll-‘lr-t'tiu- (Queen.
Denvcr Doll's \ ictory.
9‘5 Denver Doll'n Decoy : nr. Little Bill’s Bonniiu.
nrl. the Roy Ferret.
e9“ Ih-nvor IDoII’n Drii‘i: ur. The Road Queen.
299 .\ V0. 1. the Dnnliiiiu Tull-Taker.
303 'l.lln June. the ‘r‘irl Mini-r; or, ill.- lion~Nerved Sport.
825 Kelley, Hickey .K‘ (70.. thi- l)l‘tt‘t'i.i\'l'31DfPhllAdPlpl’llfl.
330 Little QulgaI.-Hl|oi: or. The Dead Fuce of Dagger-wing.
33 K autztiroo Kit: Of. Tim Mysterious Miner.
‘89 Kangaroo Kit'il Racket.
343 \ialiliuiiuli Hike, the Bowery .Aloml.
358 First-Claim Fred, he Gout trnni Gopher.
3““ Vet-kn .Ilm. IlI'.‘ Gold-Uni hen-r; or, The. Life Lottery.
B78 Yrt-lta Jim‘s I'rlzm
Nalioll Ned: "r. The Secret ofSinl» City.
3*2 (‘uol Kit. ill K31”! " Kill-“i “I. A \"illuiii’s anzeunce.
3H5 \'rcka .liiu‘A Joker: or. The Rivals of Red None.
38!! Itinyvh- “on; or. ’l‘ht- Linn orLighuiing Lode.
394 Yreku Jim oi' Yuha Dani.
400 \Vrlnlgltw. thi- NiuhtrVViitch Detective.
4]“ High illit Harry. the. “use Iiull Detective.
426 Nam Slahnidcn. the Delmar-Roy Detective.
434 Jim Beak and Val. Private Detective;
‘88 float,“ Fe Sal, the Slasher.
“8 Sealnkiu Sam. the Sporkier.

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23 Nlok 0’ the Xlght; or, Til" Boy Spy of ’18.
3"" Tl“. "[ddon Lodge; or The Littlv Hunter.
47 Nighiluknle Nat: Ur, Tiic Forest ('u tu'inl.
64 Du...”- Juck; or, 'l‘ln- Hutliiws of the rogon Trail.
82 KM “urefoot the “'ootl-Illiwk.
94 .\l idllltht J neki ("’- TIN‘ WI" TWP?"-
106 Did It‘ropty, the Guide; or. The Wliiti- Queen.
123 Kiowa Charley the “'hiie Muslnngor.
189 Jud c Lynch Jr.: or. The va Vigilante.
155 (iolg'l‘rig er. the Sport; or, The (Girl Avenger.
li'it Tornado ' ‘mux hr, luiuii Jack From Red Core.
18 Ned Temple, thc Border iioy.
19H .‘rkallnuw: or, lie Quw ii oi Fate‘s Revenge.
207 Navajo Nick. the Boy Gold Hunter.
215 (‘aptaiu Bullet: hr. Little Tonltimt's Crusade.
23] Pint-Ry l'hll; or. Rosa, the Re i Jezebel.
241 Bill Bravo: or, The liuughn oftlm Rockiel.
255 (‘nptaln Apoli , Iht‘ Kine-Pin of Bowie.
The Buck-kin Detective.
Did “'inch; or, The buckskin Deciverndou.
ityniimlte Dan: or. The Bowie liiude of Unchetovl-
I lie Mountain Detective: or, The Trigger Bur Bully.
Did Eclipse, 'I‘ruinn Curd of Arizona.
3‘2“ The Ten I'ul‘dn: -»r. The 'i‘errorot'l‘iike-Notlu.
336 Bit: Berri-on; or, The Queen of the Lil-no.
845 I’iiile-I Matt 6 0'. Rcd Thumlprholi’n Secret.
“5‘! "(y-bi mu m U Pa" 3 0" The Terrible Six.
886 Velvet Foot. tlii- ililliiiii Detective.
3"“ ('uptaln (‘utlunng i-r, ’lio B celitieer’l Girl Foe.
8!)“ Rough “ob; or. The lWDII (‘lniiiipionn 01' Blue Bluel.
41‘ The silken Lain-o: or. The Rose of Ranch Robin.
413 Felix Fox. the liny Symitvr.
425 Texan Trump. ltit- iii-rtil‘f Rattler.
43“ Phil Flush. the New York Fox.
145 The I‘ity Yamnircn: m itod Roii'c'. Picenn.
46l (Due Acuin‘t Fifty; or, 'hu- Lust Man of Keno Bu.
470 The Boy Shadow : or, Felix Fox's Hunt.
477 The Ext-cl-ior Snort : 0". Thv Wuhingion Spotter.
499 Single. filzlii. thi- (inc-Fired Sport.
502 Branded Ben. the Night Ferret.
512 Dodger Dick. tlu- WhurilSpy Detective.
52! Dodger chltN Bent Dodge.
52.“ 1“th anti Falcon. lllt' ltnm-n Shadows.
58K Dodger Dicl... theflnmk Ferrel.
543 Dodger Dick’u Double: or. The Rival Boy Detective;
553 Dodger Dick’u Denperllto Case.
563 Dodger Dick. lite Boy 'v'idocq.
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Litt e Lon. the Sti-i-ct-Slnzer Detective.

{Did kinner. the Gold Shnrli; or, Tony Slurp on Guard.
"to (‘liampion Pardn.

Dick Donn. tin- Dot-it Nov Detectivr.

{I45 kit. the Pavement Sharp.

(E53 Billy Bantam, the Bov Beagle.

(i7! Jena-y Jed. the. line Hustle." on shadowing the Shndower.
“Ha llapny “DIED, the Boy M'unlclnn Detective.

701 Photograph Fred. the Camera Show.

715 Vi ido Awake Len, the Quaker City Ferret.

73% Daisy Deli. the Pavement Detective; or, Trapping Big Genie.

BY WM. G. PATTEN.
499 The '“N'W'Id “norm or. The ow. Bed Rock.
519 Omit-in My-tcrv: or.li‘ive In On: Fm or
581 Dal-J mire Nu- $port from Donvor.
687 Did BDIIIDIDC“, the Ranger Detective.
004 Iron Form the Man oi Fire.
619 The Bo); Tramp Detective: or, Tho Double GripWitneIl
629 Violet ‘ane. the Velvet Sport,
841 Diurnal Dave'u Dandy Pal-d.
651 Bound Boy Frank. the Young Amour Detective
can Violet. Vnnc’l Victory.
0‘3! Wild Vulcan. “w LOW-Rance Rider.
"D" Violet and Dainy. the Fur Pants. -
705 Violet Vnnc‘u Vth or. The Criu‘ty Detectivo’a Cult.
714 old Miner-y, the Mun from Minouri.
724 Violet Vanc’n Venn-once.
730 Violet Vane‘n Verdict.
741 Violet Vane, the Ventriloqulst V'ldoq.

 

 

  

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2.1 "Ilunund [HI-L; iii. The .\l_\'.~ii r) Ui‘Iilt‘. Ycllouatone.
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75 The Boy Dncllq; ul‘, 'l'h» (.iuisopt'tlm Semwoil.
D2 lchk Dead-E 'e, Illr'. isny Siiiitgglcr.

I The Sea-Dev l; M. 'i'lm ,‘lldrllllllllilliyb Legacy.

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6 The Illlnuar Captain; or, 'I he lluiuui at “all Gate.
7 Little Grit; or, Brine. illl' Stockll‘rinh-r‘s Daughter.
204 Gold I’quie: or. liiltiEiiu ltill. tlic l’niiv Ex tress Rider.
2|“ Bit-on Bill the Prince oi the Reins. or, iiiiidu liill’s Pluck.
222 Grit tlie iiravo Sport; or, The “'ninuu Trailer.

‘ 0'1 Kate; “Y, The Cowboy's 'I‘rluuiph.
litur, the Cowboy Ca tuin.
245 Merle the Middy ' or, "he Freelance Iii-tr.
250 The. Iiiidnliipman Mlltilll‘cl“ or. Brandt, the Buccaneer.
264 The Floating Feather: or, Mirrle Monte”: Treasure.
265' The Gold Ship; or, Merle, the Cl'nilellillr‘d.
276 Merle Monte'n Crnllei 0T. "Thr “0N Ship" Ch.“-
250 Merle Monte): Fate; or. l’enri, the I‘irnte’l Britta.

The Sea M arnuderg or, Merle Monte's Pledge.

2"? Billy lillll'- E31511, the lioy lim'cr i {the Rio Grands.
304 The Dead Snot. Dandy; or. lit-min. thi- Buy Bugler.
303‘ Reno Kit: or. l)l'iid Shot Il-iiitly's Deiihle.
3]»! The )I yntcrloun Marauder; or. The Boy Bugler's Tull.
377 Bonodei, the Boy Roi-tr: onTh-e Flugleu Schooner.
3‘“ The Indian I’IIot; or, Tim Sefllt’ll for Pirate inland.
387 \i'urpaili \l'ill. the Boy I’hilntoiii.
393 Seawall} the iii-y Llrliiellnlli.
402 Inodor. the Young (‘onnpirator: 07, The Fatal League.
407 The Boy Insurgent: .-r. ’l'ln- (‘uhnn Vi-ndetta.
4i;l Tlic “'ild Yacht—loan: tr. '1 h.- Wurtllouu’s Cruile.
429 Duncan Dare. Illl‘ ll|r\ Rri'uuw.
433 A ('ahiii Boy I Luck; or. Thu (“uranin
187 The Sea Raider.
44] Tile lit-eon Firefly : or. A )iiddy'a Ve' gonnce.
446 llanllazard Ilarry : or. The Soiiiwuruce ol‘the Son.
45" \l iZiII‘ll “'III: or, The iii i- Form. of New York.
dfi-l “’iztird \l'IIl'n Sircci Scoliiu.
4032 The Born I-‘ulde: or. 'l'lw >~titnr Bin “’nnderer.
46S Neptune .\cti. the iv) (intuit-r.
47 1 Flora: or, ‘ii l/Hl'ti \\ lii'ai izurionti l’nrti.
4"3 Form-tn Alltiiii: Mr. W turd Will‘s Lust Hum.
45‘? Nt-ilttla .Vetl. iln- iicvn'v-‘r li'ililfei'
495 Arinnin .ioe thv IS. 3‘ i'uril oi 'l'i-x-is Jock.
497 Back Taylor, K II'! cl ill" (‘t who”.
- 'i'Iie lio) ill \l ldtI)‘: or. 'I‘hu shark and the San Cat.
50? The Iluiiicd .‘iitlwiliplllilll.
'I‘ lit- "Hi In“ ed 3: Itde.
5‘20 Brick-kill Bill. ilvt» 1' :ltllCll" Shadow.
525 Brother-it: Biicl.~-kill.
52213 'I"ic liiici.~i.i i i‘mucru.
535 The iiuc “iii” litncrn.

 
  
 
 

 

 

5M I'utltoiii l‘ "Jilin. tlw \liirniidt-r ot the Rio.
5 ‘5'» lieutenant Leo. tln- Sou oi I.:ilittc.
550 l 'iliiic‘n Letrtic): 1r. Tile Ai'ciiging Son.
555 'I‘in- ('rculc ('olwiiii‘.
5ch I’.i‘.\ :l'w- ii'l. i' ‘i‘riiilll‘ Silililant‘l'.

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570 “illllillc. i‘ e ("i ii Qtiu ii.
{.75 The ‘wrgmln-Mcnui Detccih'c.

PM" The Univ-ant (‘udciz or. 'lhr False Detective.
056 The Iii'cl -' Ill .\\~‘ll',"t‘l'.

E'Dl ID»- lilisiilit'. ii 0 Ywiiivg Stu Row-r.
597 'i he \ tinny: Texan iDctccihc.

60'.) ",II ‘ \ ZI‘,":IIMHHl tri'ihc Milieu.

607 'l he [hiD‘N'r iDt-icciiw': hr. Kl'iltl Kit'u Champions.

" litiliuliy illc [Dl‘illi-‘llili Scout: or, The RioRaidere.

(Hi 'I ll(‘ Ilcrculcn lliglluayulau.

650 lIiitici-il)‘ Billy. the Pony iiiuer Detective; or, Buii'nle
liiii'n IiiiV l’lirii.

656 Butterfly Billy'n Man "uni.

61W Buttcrily Billy‘n Bonanza.

661-1 The Buccanccr ‘iitI-liipnian.

67-1 The “'Izard Fuilor: or, Rod Ralph, tlu- Rover.

The Felt Kliiidowcr: or. The i-‘rcen- ottr‘s Legacy.

686 Orlando. the (it‘cilil l‘ri-e l’lrig; nr,'i‘hc 'l‘uriiishud Name.

692 The Rival Shun“: or, {mli‘crm illt Secret Servici- Scout.

697 The Scarlet Sombrero; or. The Sharp from Tums.

702 Blue Jacket Bill: or, The Red lint RRHL'CI'I’ Red Hot Racket.

707 The Red Sombrero Rangers; or, Rvdfem'u Last Trail.

713 Carl, the }!ad Cowboy: or. The Lurint Queen.

719 Pins-not- Bill‘u i’icdzc: or, The (‘owlrol' Kidnnupor.

725 During Dick. Pawnee Bill's Ford; or, The Roi CuvnIiy Raid.

781 Ruth Redmond. the iiii Sluidmwr.

787 Back Taylor. the i‘ciiiunvhc'a (‘nplinu

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8 Kantian King; hr, The Rt-«l Right Hand.
19 The Phantom Spy: or, The Pilot of the Prairie.
55 Dcndly-iiyc. the I'iikiiown Scout.
6" Border Bolilti Hood: or, The Prairie Rover.
158 Fancy 1‘ rank of Colorado: or, The Trapper’n Trim.

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742 Bill,- “'inkn. the Bell Rn)- Dflemm or, Banking “1.
Meshes nt'ilie Golllt-ii Coil. By T. C. iiiii‘iulugli.

748 Back Taylor’s Boyn: "r. The Red Rider) or the Rio
Grundv. liy Col. Prentiss Illgrnhmii.
74—1 Dick of the Dock-I, the Night-“Mich; or, The WIMP
“'aii’I Dead Post. By Jo Pirrre,
7-15 Kant-all Jim. the (WM-"Ht Detective; or, The Roldan o! the
Range. By Lieut. A. i\'. Siml.
uiet Jack. the Sl‘crt’t Sll‘Vlf‘r‘ Spy; or, Too Much for Red
.eury. lly Dull Dunning. (hi illt‘ Secnt Service Corpl).
747 Deadwood Pit-Ir, Jr)” Double" ‘or, The Tnndem Team
t-f’ledily a 'i‘uiiingu. By Edwiml 1,, Vl'heclct.
748 mi‘WH'bllliit‘, the Friendly; or, The Border Beogle’u Boy
I'nrd. y Jon. E. Badger, Jr.
749 Din-thing (0,9er the Young Scalp-Taker: or.Tlie Kmtuclrv
'lflitlt'i‘itxit‘n First, Trail, 13y Col. Prentiss lngrnhnni. ’
750 Violet Vane, the vanquished: or, The. Life Struggle .3,
Shanty City. By \i'in. G. Patten.
751 Gold-Duct Dan, the Tnil Patrol. By John W. Osborn.
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752 Deadwood Dick «Dr-’39 Deathblow- or The Little
irons tit Inuit Chancz. By Edwlrd L. \Vhoelzlr. ,
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Deadwood Dick Novels in Beadle’s Half-Dime Library.

 

 

 

 

 

1 Deadwood Dick, the Prince of the Road.
20 Deadwood Dick’s Defiance; or, The Double
Daggers.
28 Deadwood Dick in Disguise; or, Buffalo Ben,
the Prince of the Pistol.
35 Deadwool Dick in his Castle;or, Wild Ivan,
the Boy Claude Duval.
42 Defidwood Dick‘s Bonanza; or, The Phantom
iner.
49 Deadwood Dick in Danger; or, Omaha Oil,
the Masked Terror.
57 Deadwood Dick’s Eagles; or, The Pards of
Flood Bar.
73 Deadwood Dick on Deck;or, Calamity Jane,
the Heroine oi' Whoop-up.
77 Deadwood Dick’s Last Act; or, Corduroy
Caarlie, the Boy Rover.
100 Deadwood Dick in Leadville; or, A Strange
Stroke for Libci‘tV.
104 Deadwood Dick’s Device; or, The Sign of
the Double Cross.
109 Deadwood Dick as Detective.
129 Deadwood Dick’s Double; or, The Ghost of
Gorgon’s Gulch.
138 Degdwowl Dick’s Home Base: or, Blonde
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149 Deadwood Dick’s Big Strike; or, A Game
of Gold.
156 Deadwood Dick of Deadwood; or, The
Picked Pertv.
195 Deadwood Dick‘s Dream; or, The Rivals of
the Ii ind.
261 DeadWood Dick’s “'ard; or, The Black Hills
J ez ibcl.
205 Deadwood Dick’s Doom; or, Calamity Jane’s
. Lust Adventure.
217 Deadwood Dick‘s Dead Deal; or, Captain
CrackShot, the Girl Brigand.
2731 Deadwood Dick’s Death Plant; or, Sugar-
Coated Sam.
2:372 Gold-Dust Dick; or, The Three Wild Men of
Eagle Bar.
26‘} Deadwood Dick’s Divide; or, The Spirit of
S avamp Lake.
268 Deadwood Dick’s Death Trail: or, From
Ocean to Ocean.
30‘.) Deadwood Dick’s Big Deal: or, The Gold
Brick of Gregon.
321 Deadwood Dick’s Dozen; or, The Faklr of
Phantom Flats.
847 Deadwood Dick’s Ducats; or, Rainy Days-in
. the Diggings.

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651 Deadwood Dick Sentenced: or, The Terrible
Vendetta.

362 Deadwood Dick’s (‘lniiii ; or, The Fairy Face
of Faro Flats.

46:") Dcadwoml Dick in Dead City.

416 Deadwood Dick’s Diamonds; or, The Mystery
of Joan Porter.

421 Deadwood Dick in New York; or, A Cute

Case.
430 Deadwood Dick‘s Dust: or, The Chained

Hand.

443 Deadwood Dick, Jr.; or, The Sign of the
Crimson Crescent.

448 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Defiance; or, Nickle-
I’late Ned.

453 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Full Hand; or, Sun-
flower Sam of Shasta.

459 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Big Round—up; or
Flush Fan, the Ferret.

465 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Racket at Claim 10;
or: Pnilo Fly, of Pnenix.

471 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, Corral; or, Bozeman
Bill of Binr Brace.

476 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Dogr Detective; 0r,
Humboldt Harrv, the Hurricane.

481 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Deadwood; or, Moll
Mystery.

491 Deadwood Dick, Ji'.’s, Compact; or, Prince
Pistol, the King of the West.

496 Deadwood Dick, J r.‘s, Inheritance; or, Monte
Cristo. Jr.

500 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’s, Diggings; 01', Doctor
Death Grip’s Swoop.

508 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s,
Fatal Footsteps.

515 Deadwood Dick, J r. ’s, Protege; or, Baby
Bess, the Girl Gold Miner.

Deliverance; or,

 

522 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Three; or The “Bel-
lerin’ Bull " of Bismark.

5‘39 Deadwood Dick, Jr.‘s, Danger Ducks; or,
The Owls of Oregon.

534 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Death Hunt; or, The
Way of the Transgressor.

539 Deadwood Dick, J r., in Texas; or, The
Ghouls of Galveston.

544 Deadwood Dick, J r., the Wild West Vidocq;
or, Leonora, the Locator.

549 Deadwood Dick, Jr., on His Mettle; or, Cap-
tain Crimson-Cowl, the Road Raider.

554 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Gotham; or, Un-
raveling a Twisted Skein.

561 Deadwood Dick, J r., in Boston; or, The
Cool Case.

567 Deadwood Dick, J r., in'Philadel hia;or, The
Wild West Detective anion t e Crooks.

572 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in, Chicago; or, The
Anarchist’s Daughter.

578 Dead wood Dick. J r., Afloat; or, The Prisoner
of the Weird Isles.

584 DeadWood Dick, Jr., in Denver. 0r, Cool
Kate, the Queen of Crooks.

590 Deadwood Dick, J I'.’.~‘. Decree; or, The
Prince of Purgatory Pass. .

595 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Beelzebub’s Bum;
or, The Old Man of Mount Mnb.

600 Deadwood Dick, Jr., at Conev Islam-3;“,
The “ Piping ” of Polly I’il rim.

606 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Leai ville Lay; 0“:
Bristol an i Bucket’s Boom. _

612 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Detroit; or, Turning
the Tables on Satan.

618 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Cincinnati; or, The
Clincher Campaign.

 

 

 

6‘34 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Nevada; or, The
Preacher of Pokerville.

630 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in No Man’s Land; or,
Golconda, the Gladiator.

636 Deadwood Dick, Jr., After the Queer; or,
Sawdust Sam’s List Green Game. .

642 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Buffalo: or. 4-11-44.

648 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Chine across thc(‘on~
tinent: or A Race for a Ruthless Rogue.

654 Deadwood ick. Jr., AniOng the Smugglers.
or, Cleaning Out the Gulf Gang.

660 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, insurance Case; or.
Cori'alinp: a CunninggTrio.

666 Deadwood Dick, Jr., ack in the Mines: or.
The Mountain Amazon’s Double Game.

672 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Durango; or.
" Githcrcd In.” I

678 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Discovery: or, Found
a Fortune.

684 Deadwmxl Dick, Jr.’s, Dazzle:
Nemesis of Nutmeg Bonanza.

690 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Dollars: or, The.
Hummingbird of Honeysuckle.

695 Deadwood Dick, Jr., at Danger Divide; or,
Developing the Dead Secret.

700 Deadwood Dick, Ji'.’.<. Drop: or, The So-
journ at Satan’s Spring.

704 Deadwood Dick, Jr., at Jack-pot; or, Mak-
ing Crooked Things Straight.

710 Deadwood? Dick, Jr., in San Francisco; or,
Kodak Rate, the Snap—Shot.

716 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Still Hunt; or, The
Second Round in San Francisco.

722 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Dominoes; or, The
Rival Camps of the Northern Border.

728 DeadWood Dick, Jr.’s, Disguise: or, Ivan.
the Man of iron.

734 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Double Deal; or, The
All~Arounil Surprise.

740 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’8. Deathwatch; or, The
Moving Mystery at MeXican Mustang.

747 Deadwood Dick, J it’s, Doublet; or, The
Tandem Team of Teddy’s Tailings.

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