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Dreaded storms we say, for such they are.
Suddenly they come, at times, and as suddenly

0, but their fury is great while they last.
Vhole clouds appear to drop bodily to the
earth, and in a few minutes mere trickling
mountain rivulets are transformed into raging
torrents, and hitherto dry gulches are swept by
seething avalanches of water.

On a lonesome trail that wound its tortuous
way through one of these mountain gulches,
with face upturned to the darkened sky, lay—a
manp .

His hair was matted with blood, with. which
his forehead and one side of his face, too, were
stained, and he was to all appearances dead.

He was young, apparently not more than
twenty-seven years of age, and handsome, even
now. He was attired in what had beon a fine
suit of rich velvet, and near by lay a fine white
felt hat, while his feet were incased in patent-
leather boots.

But, there was every indication that he had been
robbed. First, the condition in which we find
him. Then, his watch and chain had been jerked
away, tearing pocket and button-hole: his tie
of white silk had been cut oil? short: the front
part of the brim of his hat had been cutout, and
every button was gone from his coat and vest.
More than that, several inches bad been-cut
from the sleeves of his coat, and a strip about
an inch wide had been cut, or torn, from each
leg of the trowsers, where it had covered the
outside seam, full length.

And this man who had thus “fallen among
thieves," who was be? it was none other than
Richard Bristol—Deadwood Dick, Junior.

The redoubtable Richard laid low! How bad
it happened?

To explain, we must go back about an hour in
point of time, and show what took place then.

That hour saw Deadwood Dick, mounted upon
a ,large, spirited black horse, making his way
along through the silent gulch.

It was dark, true, but friendly stars flashed
overhead, antifnever more brightly, for there
was thin ‘tles' not the coming clouds. Yet
there - a certain oppressiVeness in
the at o

“I don deathlike stillness of the
air,” Dick remarked to himself. “ We are likely
to see a storm before we are many hours older,
old fellow,” he added, addressing his horse.

He urged the willing animal on as fast as the
darkness and the nature of the route would per-
mit, but their best speed was necessarily s10w,
and he was all unaware that two men were
prowling after him, on foot, their feetvmuflied
in rags.

Both these fellows were armed, andmppn an
evil errand bent. . 

Gradually they drew nearer to the lone rider,
using more and more caution as they no
preached, and then, ‘when they had come quite
near, or evidently as near as they dared ap-
proach, they stopped, and one raised his rifle to
his shoulder. ‘

They were at a point where '
enough light to enable them to see,
victim in outline, and theyot 
it. '

   
  

   
 

was just

There was a momentary ‘ ‘
and report of a rifle bro the nose of the

night. 1.;
t was a shot that Was only too-lite].

Without a groan, Deadwood Dick reeled and
fell fr the saddle.

He ruck upon the hard, unyielding trail
tortibly, and lay motionless, as we still fin

im.

“ Hal yer has done et, pardi” one of the mur-
derous wretches cried. ,

f‘ Et looks like at,” the other agreed’

With that, they both sprung forward
their victim lay.

As soon as the assassins reached Dick’s side,
the fell upon‘ him like wolves upon their prey,
eac trying to get the lion’s share of the plun-
der. ' .
One snatched away his watch and chain; the
other out the diamonds from his hat and scarf:
and so they continued until they had secured
eyer%viiluable he had possessed.

“ 0dull, we hev skinned him,” one then ob-
serv .

“ Thet aire ar’ what we hev,” agreed the other.
“ An’ I opine he’s dead, ain’t be?”

“lit” he‘ ain’t he will be. He’ll never chirp
am.

“ Then let’s take his horse an’ be gettin’ away

coolly.
to where

from soon’s we kin.”

:‘I’m with yer. But, who is tar have ther
hoes?” \r

“ We’l hev tor sell him on? dervide than

money.”

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“Ya , thet’s what we‘ll do. Wull, you ride
ther h eat, of yer wants ter, an‘ we’ll be mosey-
in’ or u ,”

No second invitation was needed, and the fel-
low bounding into the saddle, they made all
has 6 to get away from the scene of their crime.

A nd now just a word more of explanation.

[Deadwood Dick had recently brought one of
)zlis detective exploits to a successful ending, and
had not yet been able to discard his disguise.

He had put in a sudden appearance at a town
called Nutmeg Bonanza, dressed in a most daz-
zling manner, and sporting diamonds and mono
almost without limit. There, calling himse f
“Golconda the Gorgeous,” he had “ cut a wide
swath,” finally bringing his game to an end with
a round turn.

His business there being ended, he had 'set out
immediately, leavin the matter in the hands of
those whom it more osely concerned, be having
done his part. And he was on his way to the
place where he had taken on his fancy disguise
when he met with the terrible fate we have
shown.

Need fuller explanation be made? His display
of wealth had aroused the cupidity of many, and
these two had resolved upon having it at the
cost of murder. The); bad dogged his trail to
this lonely spot, and here they carried out their
foul design in tliamanne shown.

The indications of e coming storm in«
creased.

More frequent became the lightning flashes:
nearer came the sound of the thunder, and
finally a gust of wind swept up the gulch with a
wild wail.

Still Dick did not move, and it was only nat-
ural to conclude that h was dead. Nota sign of
life had he exhibi ' ' (fall from his horse,
now more than an V

Another gust of win pt mgh the gorge,
this time wafting awa the hat that had been
lying near the body, and tugging at the gar-
ments as though it Would te them off and carry
them away too. Yet ai er wild breath—-
rather blast, and down came the rain in blinding
sheets, accompanied Vb ,lightning and hunder
that threatened to rem "asundargthaive moun-
tains. ’

Deadwood Dick was deaf to it all. Limp and
lifeless lay his body, with the rain beating upon
it and the wind screaming over it at will.

The blood was washed clean from his face and
head in a. moment, and in the intervals of blind-
ing light it could be seen that his face had upon
it the hue of death, cold and grim.

Describe the storm? Next to impossible. It
did not last more than ten minutes, but it was
all that we have already iaid of such storms,
and more. The water had come down in literal
cloud-bursts. The wind had, in many places,
denuded the hills of every living thing, from
shrub to tree.

And the stopping was as sudden as the begin-
ning had been. The rain ceased, the wind was
gone, and it was over.

1' Yet that ghastly body lay where it had fal-
en. ‘

The storm was over, true, but there was
something more to follow.

In a little time a distant roar was heard. .
Nearer and nearer it grew, until finally the“
creating cause was at hand. A great, rushing,“
boiling, foaming body of water swept down the
gulch, Carrying everything before it.

   
 

man lay was high up, but in a few minutes t
seething waters began to reach for him even
there, as though hungry to embrace him in their
aboilin midst.

Hig er and higher they climbed, until at
llfsglth they began tolave and play around his

ear .

There the height seemed to be reached, and
there the halt was called, the waves tossing the
dead man’s hair about With gentle touch.

But Deadwood Dick was not yet done with
the world, though it had been a close call for
him, and after a long time his eyes opened and
a shudder passed over his body. as though with
the heart’s first throb as life returned.

For some time he lay there, looking up at the
stars, completely dazed, and at loss to account
for anything.

It was some time longer before he could ex-
ercise the wer of connected and reasoning
thought. but at length he raised his hand and
placed it to his head, as though he felt ain
there, as undoubtedly he did though still all!
benumbed.

Little by little consciousness returned and
suddenly he gave a great start and struggled to
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.. What In," apppmd ?" was his demand. ‘.‘

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The trail on which the body of the murderai '

   

have met with foul play of some sort. Where
am i? What raging river is this? I must have
been in it. Oh! h0w my head pains.”

now done many times.

“Shot!” he exclaimed. “'A bullet has punc-
tured me, sure, and it is a wonder that it did not
finish me. It has glanced off, though, and there
is some life in me yet. Now, who was the cuss
that did it? Let me think, where was I? and
whab— Hal I recall it now. I was riding

station from'whencex I set out for Nutmeg.
Some one must have. opped me our for the
sake of the dollars— es, that was itl I have
been robbed!” ‘ ' ,

It took but a moment for Dick to assure him-
self of that, when once the thought came to him,
and he soon came to realize how thoroughly it
had been done. /

“ They laid me out for dead, no doubt about
that part of it,” he reflected, “ and they haven’t
left me so much as a tooth ick. But, I’ll bet
they’ll repent of the job, if can find them,”
grimly. ,

In a little time longer Dick tried to rise, but
his head grew suddenly dizzy, and after a vain
effort to retain his grip upon consciousness, he
fell over, and there he remained, while the hours
dragged by. "

 

CHAPTER II.
A WARNING NOTICE FOUND.

daylight.

The sun,
warmed him back a ain to life. ‘

He sat u ) and loo ed around, wondering for a
moment w at had happened, to bring about his
being there.

It soon came back to him. He remembered
ridin into the gulch, and then his coming to
and nding himself wounded and alone.

With that came the recollection of the rushing
See where it was. But, there was none of it
left. The gulch ivasvnsm
most, as it nad‘bé'enlbefore the storm.

“Ha! it was a storm l" Dick exclaimed. “ I
remember, now, that the air felt like one as I
was riding along. It has been a scorcher, too,
by the looks of things. Perha it was, the
lightning that laid me out, an not a shot—
But, no, for here is where the bullet tapped me,
and the fact that I have been robbed shows
what I was shot for.

“ Yes it was for my wealth that I was popped
over. The dollars I displayed on my fanc cos-
tume no doubt got me into trouble. And sup-
pose they’re gone for good, too— But, perhaps

  
     
      
     
 
    

not. T re is some life ' me yet and the rascal
who ti __ ,maoxgr. § .' out that my dol-
lars wi l. hurrré . HY  14: done with the
matter. Let me so. 1., d ut one thousand

thr hundred and forty a - in gold in my
bel d on my garment -' ,'-
t?s.'_ hen my diamofl - -
o mthousand‘moge,’
6 chain stood“ me
I round numbers, the; .
{clean three thousand do! ‘
“ That is too much to
‘it. I must see what '
There may be a camp -.
and if there is, the e

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any miles from this,
may be there. It will
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to ,al d muddy—verily, I must
lor a  And the lgreat question
is I f i‘ to do about ti”

’That was the question, sure enough.

Dick had got up while thus communing, and
was surveying his damaged outfit as well as he
could.

He was feeling pretty much like himself again,
ex‘cept that there was a wonderfully sore spot
on his head, and that he was about furnished for
something to eat.

“ They got away with my horse, too,” be com-
plained. “ It seems that I was in for it all
around. But they did not kill me, and that is
the main thing. Well, I must get out of here.”

Having finished his inventory of profit and
loss. as it were, he proceed
surVey of his surroundings. . .

The range of vision was limited. q
sides the rocky walls hemmed him in, ,whilei-
the other directions the gulch soon curved .m
ing it appear as though he was in a n’ '
pocket that had no outlet. 

Evidence of the recent storm and flood fire
plain to beseen. The bottom of the lch'h'ad
been swept clean, but Dick noticed slimmer ‘

  
  

 

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through'a gulch, on my way back to the railroad"

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ahead that a big tree was lying where the water
had left it, and as he looked at this tree, that a
few hours before had no doubt been a thing of
beauty on the mountain-side, an exclamation
escaped him.

“ Blame me if that don’t look like the body of
a man, there by the tree!” he ejaculated. “I
must go and see about it. Yes," as he come
near, “that is what it is. Poor fellow! he was
less fortunate than I.”

'When he came opposite the tree, Dick left the
trail and climbed down to the bottom of the
gulch where the body lay.

He found that it was caught fast among the
smaller brancth of the tree, on the bottom side,
and was lying face—downward. ‘

Catching hold, he pulled it out and turned it
over, and found it to be the remains of a man of
mi“ '. .

He) had a mustache, and a stubby beard of
two weeks’ growth Covered the face, a face that
was not by any means bad-looking. The body
was of medium size, and was well filled out and
decidedly muscular. lThe face had evei'y.indi-
cation of health, and though the man was rouglr
l y clad, he showed personal care and cleanli-
ness.

His outfit consisted of a rough but whole coat.
a blue flannel shirt, :1 pair of rough boots and
trowsers of “ironclad” jean. A belt was
around his waist, in which was a single re-
volver. ,

“ Here is a chance for a trade of clothes that
is not to be despised,” Dick said to himself. “ I

' do not like the idea over-much, but, necessity is
urgent, and the poor fellow looks as though he
was healthy and clean. I’ll have to rob him, 1

‘ guess, and here goes.”

So Without any further Deliberation, Dick be—
gan to take the clothes from the dead man.
The garments were wet, of course, bu they
were whole and comparativer clean, and that
was the main thing.

Dick hung them out upon the tree where the
sun had full play upon them, and in a little
while they began to steam, in the warm atmos-
phere.

The now nude body lay where it had been

left, and as Deadwood Dick“ looked upon it he
felt that he had seen the man somewhere in
life. '
' But, where and when? Try as he would, he
could not remember the time or place, but the
certainty of the impression remained. The face
was familiar, he knew, but— Hal now be had
it. The dead man strongly resembled himself—
Deadwood Dick!

It was with something of a. shock that Dick
realized the fact, but so it was, as he could
now plainly see. Not that the likeness was by
any means perfect, but the general resemblance
was nite strong.

“ hat‘s what it is,” Dick decided; “ the
fellow looks like me. I wonder who he Was? 1
must bear in mind his appearance, and— There
is a mark on his arm!”

He sprung forward and looked closer.

It was only a small point of blue that he had
seen, but, on lifting thearm he foundtwo letters
worked in the skin in ink. /

These letters were “ H. W. ”

v “ Strange that I did not see them at first,”
Dick mused, as he studied them. “ But, thfin, l
ere

' they are, plain enough. What do they mean?
They are, of course, the initials of the dead
man’s name. I will remember them. H. W.”

Dick cast his glance aboutrfor a place where
he could bury the body. for he was too humane
to think of leaving it where it was, and his eye
fell u one. likely spot. It was behind a massive
bowl or where the rushing water had piled up
a. great has. of sand and mud. But, he had
~nothing wit which to dig.

That deficiency was soon supplied; however,
for near by was aflat splinter, of stone, several
inches broad. With that he set to work, and in
hqu an hour a rave was ready. Then in it be
hill! the body ofg the dead man, with all the ten-
derness possible.

“There, poor fellow, rest in peace, whoever
ygu are,” Dick said, as he finished covering the

dy. “ I know you not, but I have done with
youss I would like to be done by, myself.”

Dick laid stones 1) n the grave, so that it
Could not be disturbegfand then gave his atten-
tion to the fast drying clothes.

In half an hour more they would be ready for
him, so he threw of! his own outer garment, and
stood around in the sun to givo his underwear 9,
chance to d lWhilG he waited.

“I am al fitted out, exce for a hdt,”he
mused. “ I shall have to do Without thutluxury,
I guess, for the present— He! what is this?”

 

Deadwood Dick’s Dollars.

Something of a bright red color in the foliage
of the trees had caught his eye at the moment._

Looking in, more closely, he discovered that it
was the very thing he was wanting, a but. It
was a hat of the broad slouch pattern, and of a.
dark, rusty color. The inside of the crown, on
the contrary, was lined with a piece of fiery red
flannel.

Dick soon managed to get hold of it, and draw-
ing it out, examined it. _

t was not unlike other hats of its kind, exccpt
for the padding of red flannel in the crown.

That was something that Deadwood Dick could
not understand. In Arizona, it certainly was
not needed for extra warmth. But, there it
was, and what was it for? He was obliged to
give it up.

The hat as it was, was accepted and donned
with satisfaction and when, finally, the clothes
were dry, he drew the garments on and was
ready to leave the vicinity.

The suit fitted him well, and he felt quite coni-
fortable, once more. The boots were slightly
too big and quite heavy; but they Would answer.

By this time, too, his head was feeling much
better, and Richard was almost himself again.

Clumbering up the rocks to the trail, he set
out in the direction in which he had been travel-
ing the previous night.

He did not look like the same man. With his
slouch but, rough cont, blue-flannel shirt, jean
trowsers and heavy boots, no one who had seen
llllll as the Gorgeous Golconda would be likely
to recognize him now.

Some ten miles he had trumped, perhaps,
when he came to a sudden halt. '

In front of him, on a big tree, was a rudely.
printed notice.

It was to tho following effect, viz.:

“NOTICE!

“Pilgrims. this trail on yer right leads to the
grandulucent town of Honeysuckle. Rooms all full,
and no more citizens wanted. Keep away. We
doii‘t intend to haw. any more poppcrlation than
what We have got How.‘ it is ten big miles from
this point to the loan, so to saw viii-self a tr-nn )
ilicrc fur iiotliin’. don’t conic. You won‘t bk‘ al
lowed to 'tay, so save yurself the trouble of
comin’,_an us the trouble of turnin' owface-about,
or prOVidin’ you with a rope and on n.

" Yures, with my spurs on,
“ROBIN KERDOON, Mayor.”

Bristol read it through twice, and then smiled.

“That is a new departure, verily,” he mut-
tered. “ That takes the bung right out of the
barrel. For pure and unmitigated gall, Mr.
Robin Kerdoon, Mayor, you just set up on your
hind legs and bowl for the prize.

“I’m going there; that is settled,” he said,
grimly. “It is probably the nearest camp to
the point where I was robbed, and I may find
my three thousand dollars there. So, Mr. Ker-
doon, I’ll give you a call,” and the adventurer
faced toward this unknown wn of Honey-
suckle, walking into a danger f which be little
dreamed.

 

CHAPTER III.
THE AERIAL MESSENGER.

THE trail was none of the best. There were
indications that horses traveled it, but for a
vehicle it was impassable. It was ruggedly
rough, and in some places so narrow that two
horses could not pass abreast, while in places it
was dangerous.

’ The starting point, where Dick had found the
notice posted on the tree, was in a rather pleas-
ant valle . From there, the trail entered a
narrow cfile, hugging one side for a long
distance.

At one point Dick stopped. It was at a place
where the trail was not more than three feet
wide, at most. On the left hand a wall of rock
stretched upward, while on the right was a
sheer descent of hundreds of feet. Across the
canyon to the opposite wall was not more than
twenty feet.

“  nasty place, ” Dick muttered, as he took
off his hat to cool his head and to feel of his
Wound. “ A bad spot for two horSemen to meet,
by Harry! I would not care toget in such a
fix, and that’s putting it plain.”

He was about to replace the hat again, when
he noticed that the red flannel lining was quite
wet. though the outside was about dry.

“That is what keeps my head hurting.”he
muttered. “ I’ll turn the thing inside-out, and
see how that will work. -It may not be beauti-
ful to look at, but it will bemore comfortable.”

He suited action to the words. and replaced
the hat on his head with the red flannel on top.

He r a few minutes, and was about oin
0n when _he was startled by the sudden flig t o
a huge bird throng the canyon.

 

“ An eagle!” he exclaimed.

8 went on, but had taken barely a dozen
steps when back came the bird, and this time
flying nearer to him than before.

“ You try that once more,” Dick observed
quietly, “ and I‘ll try a shot at you, if this re-
volver is good for anything.”

He hardly expected to see the bird again, but
in a moment back it came, when Dick raised his
weapon and pulled trigger.

But there was no report, only the click of the
hammer.

The bird went on, but at slow speed this time,
and immediately it turned and egan to hover
right overhead.

“Blame me if this don’t bent snakes!” Dick.
ejaculated. “I’ll see what the fool of a bird
will do, anyhow.” I

There was plenty of light, as the sun was now
shining directly into the canyon, and it was
easy to watch the movements of so big a bird as
an eagle, and such this certainly was.

Suddenly, as he was still looking at it, Dick
uttered an exclamation of surprise.

Fastened to the eagle’s neck was something
white that fluttered as it flew. '

“ If it were a pigeon," Dick thought, “ I
would swear that it’s a carrier; but whoever
heard of an eagle playing that role?D Blaine
me if I don’t believe that’s what it is, thodghi
Lucky it wasn’t one of my own revolvers that I
snapped at it.” ‘

The eagle was now coming down, and seein
that it was coming right at him, Dick steppe
aside; seeing which the bird rose again, and -’
fluttered back and forth as if anxious to make a
landing. '

Dick hardly knew what to make of it.

It was lain that the eagle did not intend to
fight, so Sick resolved that next time he would
stand still and Sea what would be done.

Down the great bird came, and alighted right
upon Dick’s head, gripping its claws into the red
flannel that was sewed on the crown, and there
it sat, apparently contented and happy.

A sudden thought struck Dick.

Was the red flannel on the hat a signal known
to this bird? ‘

If so, what manner or mystery had he stum-
bled upon by taking upon himself the garb of
the dead man?

It seemed so wholly improbable that he could
not believe it, but, now that it came to mind, he
had seen this same bird several times before
that morning, but at a distance. I
, Reaching up, he took hold of the eagle, gently
and feeling its bold relax upon his bat, he lifted
it from his head and pnt’it on the ground. It
was about as peculiar an ex erience with a fowl
of the air as he had ever ha .

The eagle did not offer to stir from where he
had put it, and so, sitting down by the novel
message-bearer, Dick removed the paper from
its neck, where it had been secured with a fine
wire, and proceeded to open it. It was a. piece
of white writing-paper, without envelope, the
wire around the eagle’s neok’ having been run
through its folds.

Sgreading out the aerial missive, Deadwood
Die read the strange message:

“DEAR. Human—Where are
happened? Do you need my he ? Three days ab-
sent and not a word from you! hat does it mean?
Old hold}: was out allday yesterday, and I start him
at dayiig t to-day. Do not let him return without
some answer, or I shall go mad. I cannot imagine,
what is her ping you so long, and really fear the
worst. If you are alive, answer. As ever,

“ JACQUETTA."

on? Has anything

Dick read it over again and again.

He was trying to understand it, thoroughly.

The eagle stood patiently by, the while, Wink-
ing as solemnly as an owl.

‘ it is from a woman to a man, that is plain
enough,” Dick reflected. “ But, was it intended
for that poor fellow whose clothes I am wearing!
The name agrees -w ith the first initial on his ‘
arm.”

A sudden thought came to him. He had not
examined the pockets of the clothes he had taken
from the dead man. He had thought of it,
while they were drying, but not since. \' «

Now his hands flew from pocket to pocket,
rapidly, but little or nothing was found—no
money, no paper or pencil, and the absence of
such things ed Dick to believe that the man had
been robbed, as he himself had been.

Dick had had a pencil in his own vest pocke
or believed it was there, but he had not though
totake it out before rolling his clothes into a
bundle and cramming them into a crevice in the
wall of the gulch; that being the manner in
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answer this appealing message.
ing to write with, and nothing that he could
send back as a token that the message had been
read.

But, suddenly, he thought of something. It
was a simple tie he had found on the neck of the
dead man.

It was of blue stufl’, lighter than the shirt,
and Dick had put it on himself.

Taking that off in haste, he wound it around
the neck of the eagle, made it secure, and bade
the bird begone.

But, the eagle (lid not move, and Dick was
at loss how to make him go. He did not want
to frighten the bird, or hurt it, but he had to
start it somehow.

“ If I only knew the combination,” he said
aloud, “ I could no doubt set you going fast
enough, but I don’t. I take it for granted that
your name is Old Baldy, but that knowledge
don’t help the matter any. I see I must resort
to desperate means, so here goes.”

He had risen, and now picking up the big
bird, he threw it out over the yawning chasm.

That made the eagle use its wings. of course,
but it was only to rise a little distance, hover for
a moment asit had done before, and then settle
again on Dick’s hat.

“ I object to that sort of practice seriously,”
Dick complained. “ It may be fun for you,
Baldy, but it is hard on my wounded head. I’ll
start you again, and then if you don’t go I’ll be
tempted to wring your neck.”

He took the eagle from his head again, this
time dropping his hat as he did so, and once
more threw it out over the dark depth.

The bird rose and circled the same as before,
but, after a momentary pause, in which it looked
keenly down, it stretched its wings and soared
awe and was s dily out of sight.

“ ell, I’ve one it, it seems,” mused Dick,
“ though 1 don’t know how. There was nothing
different this time from the other, unless I used
a little more force— Hal perhaps the difference
was this red flannel on the hat! I had the hat
on before, but this time it was on the ground.”

Of course he could not tell whether be bad
guessed the truth or not, but there was certainly
something in the idea.

Picking up the bat, be replaced it on his head
and started on, but be had gone only a little dis-
tance further when, on turning a short bend in
the trail, he came face to face with half a dozen
rough—lookin men. I

Dick’s he. fell to his hip, but before he had
thought of drawin a Weapon, there came a wild
yell from the hal -dozen fellows, and as many
weapgns covered him. ’ ,.

“ 9 has got yer, has we?” the foremost of the
six cried.

“ It looks that way,” Dick agreed, smiling.

“Bet yer life at does!” chimed in the others.

“ And what are you going to do with me?”

'V Dick asked.

_“ You’ll find thet out "fast ernough, cuss ye,
when we gits you back to Honeysuckle again. ”

“ You can’t very well take me back again to
a place where I have never been,” Dick care-
]essl remarked.

“ hat!” was the exclamation, “ d’ye mean
for tell us that ye never was at ther town 0’
Bone suckle?” .

“ hat is just what I do say, ” Dick affirmed.
“ I had no intention of going there, either, till I
saw a notice warning folksto keep away, when
it entered my noddle that I’d callaround and see
what sort of a town it is.”

“ Wull, dast lyer gall, anyhow! Mebby ther
next thing you’ i say wull he thet you ain’tflen
Wilburt, what killed Daucin’ Dave. ” I

wood Dick quickly noted the name. It
co nded to the initials on; the dead man’s
arm. And he saw, too, that it wasa case of
mistaken identity. In V taking the dead man’s
clothes, he had run the risk of being mistaken
for him. But, little had he dreamed that any-

I thin serious would come of it.

“ all to be frank with you, I must deny that.
, nded. “ I never heard
the name of Ben Wilburt before in my life, and
that is certainly not m name.”

Thefiixmen laughe as though they looked
upon thisas the best kind of a joke they had
ever heard. .

“ Wull, yer has 01: a harder nerve nor what
we thort had.” he foremost of the band com-
plimen . “Yer kin stand ther and tell ut
that without winkin’ oncet. But. at don’t go
down. Yer has managed ter git shaved, we
anews, but thet don’t c ange yer name for go,
not a gel durn sight at don’t. You is t or
some Wilburt, an’ back to Honeysuckle yer

ther ter swing for the killi’n’o poor Dave
y e. D’ye hear my bezsoo?‘

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“I hear you twitter,” answered Dick, “and
now you hear me: You are likely to find that
you have run up against the sharpest snag you
ever struck in your life. Go on with the
funeral.”

 

CHAPTER IV.
OITTCROPPINGS OF MYSTERY.
k DEADWUOD DICK saw that he was in a bad
)OX.

But he did not quail. He was too well used to
that sort of thing.

The six men looked at one another, but at the
same time taking care not to let Dick haven.
chance to reverse the order of things and got the
“drop ” on them.

“ Look ’e hyar,” the spokesman for the six
cried, “et strikes me thet you hev been gittin’
yer narves tightened up sence We seen yer last,
Hen Wilburt. But thet don’t alter ther fax of
ther case any.” V

“ You will find that I have got a good share
of that article, nerve, if I get a fair chance to
prove it to you,” responded Dick. “ But if I
am Hen \Vilburt, as you insist, where have I
been for the past three days? From the re-
marks you have let fall. I take it that I have
been a prisoner at Hone suckle.”

“ In course yer has! but sort 0’ fool-talk is
at you is givin’ us? Wasn’t yer in ther jail
when ther flood kem an’ toppled et over last
night? Au’ hain’t we jest sot out ter hunt fer
yer kerkissl I sh’u’d snicker of ye wasn’t 1”

So, that was the explanation of it. That was
how )r Henry lVilburt met his fate.

“ hat is the way it was, eh?” observed Dick,

thoughtfully. “ I was in jail, waiting to be
ban ed, eh? And the—”
, “ ay,” the spokesman for the six suddenly in-
terrupted, “ s’pose you jest lift yer han’s where
ye won’t be tempted ter try ter draw thet aire
pop r, wullye? Et may save us ther trouble
0’ p antin’ ye prematoorly.”

“ Certainly, anything to be obliging, gentle—
men,” Dick cheerfully agreed, and, as there was
no help for it, he complied with the reasonable
request. '

“ Thar, thet looks more like biz,” the spokes-
man remarked. “ Now, ez you war a-snyiu’.”

“ As I was saying,” Dick went on)“ the flood
came and swamped the cnlaboose, and that was
the end of me, was it? W 11, it is some satisfac-
tion to know that much al out myself, anyhow.”

“ Gol durn yer pictur’!” the foremost man of
the six cried, “ do yer still mean ter try ter cram

.et down our necks thet you ain’t Hen Wilburt?

Ef ye do, then who in all blaze-s be ye? Come,
now, thet aire ar’ 8 fair question.”

“ As fair as can be,” Dick agreed. “ Now, if
I am on Wilburt, what are you going to do
with me?”

“ Hang yer, in course!" cried the gang.

“ Anl if I am not that man, \\ but then?”

“ We’ll hang yer anyhow, on gen’ral princi-
ples,” declared the spokesman.

“ Then it don’t seem to make any difference
one way or the other,” Dick concluded, “ All

on want is somebody to hang. Well, if you
think I’ll fill the bill, go on with the funeral, as
I said before.” 4

It was plain that the six were puzzled.

Dick could not know what manner of man
Henry W ilburt had been, but it was to be seed
plainly that his, Dick’s, showing of cool nerve
was more than these fellows were used to seeing
in the other man.

In int of fact, they had said as much.

“ ’ull, I ber durn l” the spokesman exclaimed.
“ Ther flood hev filled yer full o’ sand, anyhow-
Hen Wilburt, an’ thet sire ar’ a fact ez sure ez
my name ar’ Bob Jolly.” _

“ Bob Jolly is your name, eh?” said Dick.
“ That is a jolly name, an how. I suppose your
ever -day name is Jolly oh, eh?”

, “ bet aire ar’ whar ye make a mistake,” Mr.
Jolly informed. “I am called Que-ear Bob, for
short.” I

“ Hal that’s sol You have lost one of your
auricular members, haven’t you?” ~

“ Yes, but at took jest seven good men ter
chaw et 01!, an’ after that every one of 'em did
some tall chowiu’ on. lead. That’s ther sort of a
bob-tailed kangaroo I am, an’ you want ter bear
et in mind.”

“ Well, what are you going‘ to do about this
matter?” Dick inquired.

“Thet’s so; we kain’t 'fool hyar all day. I’ll
have two of ther boys hind ye, an’ then we’ll set
out for Honeysuckle, to ther tune of When
Johnn Comes' Msrchin’ Home, or somethin’ of
that k nd.”

“That will be quite the proper caper,” Dick
agreed, with a show of cheerfulness. - I .. I

He had been calculating the chances of attack-

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ing the whole SIX then and there, but had decided
against such a move.

One thing, he had no trusty weapons, and
then, too, he knew that his strength was not yet
recruited, after the “mind he. had recechd.

So two of his captors stepped forward, and he
was speedily bound.

When that was done one of the men was told
to lead the way, and Dick was ordered to follow
him. The others followed after Dick, and m
that way the procession Set out for Honeysuckle.

They had not gone a great distance when
Dick espied the eagle again.

It was coming t0ward them, down the gulch,
but was quite high up. He kept his eye on it,
and Will-ll it Cf'lllt' iicarer it stopped overhead,
as though watching the men on the lonesome
trail.

In putting on the hat, after he had got clear
of the eagle before, he had put the red lining
out of sight by turning the hat back to its proper
form.

He was soon glad of this, for, after watching
them for a few moments, the eagle soared away,
and waslost to sight.”

“ What in durnation be ye gazin’ at?” de-
manded One-ear Bob.

b I-(Iie, too, looked up, but was too late to see the
ir .

“ Wh , I’m counting the stars,” answered
Dick, so erly.

Mr. Jolly was right behind D'ck.

“ Countin’ ther stars!” be c ed, “ How kin

on see stars in daylight? Durn me of I don’t

gin ter belieVB you has gonecrazy.”

‘ Oh, I’m not half so crazy as you may
think,” Dick reassured. “That was only a
)olite way of telling ygau it was none of your
business, but your he (1 was too thick to ap- ,
preciate the point.”

“ Oh, at war, war at? Well, jest let me im-
press my boot on ye, so, an’ see of you kin ’pre-
sheate thatl”

With the words, he gave Dick a lifting kick
behind.

“You will eta-o

' you are a wee elder,” Dick gave warnihg. “I

will lift you twice, in the same place, in a man-
ner that will surprise you, so bear it in mind.”

“ Et ain’t no use fer on ter talk like that,”
Mr. Jolly declared, “ fer in a mighty sight less’n
a week you’ll be lifted in a muchly wuss way,
that I kin tell yer now.” «

“ You mean lifted with a re , eh?”

“ You betl Thar’l] be a re er old-time neck-
tie jolliflcation at Honeysuck e, an’ you'll wear
ther tie.”

D “Ehat is quite an honor, assuredly,” remarked

ic .

“ Et aire one thet you is welcome to.”

“ But, suppose I decline, with thanksl”.

“ That won’t make no difference in ther case.
You has got ter swing this time, an’ thar won’t
beno gettin’ out of et.” .

“ There may be another friendly flood.”

“ Ef ther is, ther jail won’t be in st, you bet,
for ther old one aire gone, slick sn’ clean.”

“ But, you will give me a fair trial, of course,”
Dick further debated.

“a fair trial nothin’l” cried One-ear Bob.

“ What on airth d’ye mean, anyhow?” be de-
manded. “ Didn’t ye hev yer trial, only yister-
day? An’ wasn’t ther verdick on plain e2 et
could be made? I opine thet you hev lost your
mind.” , ‘ r

“ I haven’t had any trial ‘at all,” returned
Dick, to that. “ I have been trying.r to impress
it upon on that I am not the man you take me
at, you seem togknow better ban 1 do
about it, so go ahead.” ’ ' ‘ -

“An’ mbich same on can’t do, nohoW,”de-
clded Mr. Jolly. “ ’e knows yer too Well,
Mister Hen Wilburt, an’ you can’t come no sicb
simple game ez that over us. No, I shed sneeze -
up a frog ef-ye kin.”

“ All right, .all right, have your own way
about it. Go ahead with the funeral, as] have
several times invited you to do, and we’ll see
where the mourners will come in before we are
done with the business." ,

“ Yes, you bet We wall. We is goin’ ahead,
and a half hour more will see you in Honey-
suckle.” .

After that the talk flagged, and they went on
in almost silence. a .

Finally they came up out of the canyon, for
the trail had been running upward all the time,
along the canyon wall, and they found them-

selves upon a broad plateeugthe canyon curving

abnme awe to the ri ht. . . ‘
They wereyhere swag upon the side of moon.
tutu, sn’d at their feet wuss-beautiful little vale

in pocket. . -  ‘ . .
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all told, and over against the opposite wall was
evidence of placer mining.

Most of the buildings were grouped together
on the higher ground of the bottom, but there

"are signs of others that had stood lower down,
" or. which had been swept out of existence by
; iie recent flood.

“ This hyar m" Honeysuckle, Mister “'ilhurt,”
=1 )ne-C-zii' lloh informed, with a wave of the “Pill.

“ Bci'ii's ye never sawn et afore,” put in one of
«no it? "i-l‘s‘. ,

'Jost so,” Bob accepted. “ An’ thar,” point-
; 1:, “thar is wher the jail uzii', afore et wur
fizone hence. Aii’ thur,” pointing in another
r "‘-i‘ Hon, “ flu is ther ti‘oe witnr you’ll most
i in .y i.v-t ther strength of a lariat. We calls ct
tuliiii I'Ecrdoou’s litter.”

“ And how do you got down to this enterpris-
ing burg !” Dcudwoo-l Dick asked.

' “(nor is cnougli for make us tired, you is,”

K-it‘clfll-C‘ll One onl‘ Bob, in a burst of (lle'll t.
“Jest c'l. ct' you’d ncwr sawn the place More.
Come erlong, an’ you‘ll find out.”

They starred on, and when they had crossed
the plateau, then Dick noticed a trail that Wound
down the slope on the northern side.

“Is this the only way out and Lin?” he asked.

“Yer tempts mo tcr kick yer clean to ther
bottom, yer docs,” One—ear Bob growled. “ Ef
we knowcd that secret way out, what you knows,
d’ye s’pose that we’d come all ther way up hyar
ter climb down ag’iii?”

Dick felt more and more interest in the matter
every moment. ‘

He had had strange adventures before, and
many of them, but this promised to be second to
none. '

To sum it up, he was mistaken for a. man
whom he knew to be «lead. That man had been
under sentence of death for the killing of another,
wlietlicr innocentor guilty, and the flood had
cheated the rope. He, it would seem, had known
of some secret way out of the pocket. No one
else knew where that way was. Then, the
mystery of the eagle, and the note it had carried.

All this, with the other minor points added,
was running through Dick’s mind, when on look-
ing up, he saw the eagle circling ovor the
pocket, high in the air. as though searching
dew for some object it particularly wanted to

ui .

He had an interest in that bird, t t he could
not deny, but he did not pay much ttention to
it now, for reasons easin understood.

CHAPTER V.
IN A DESPERATE STRAIT.

11‘ took considerable time more to get down
to the bottom at the gulch, but they finally did.
and Dick was led forward into the one street of
the town, his ca tors wildly cheering.

“ H yar we 5!” yelled out One-ear Bob.
“ Hyar we is, ther ten-teed terrors of all Arty-
zmiel An’ we’ve got ther varmint what killed
Dancin’ Dave, too, you bet! Git out hyar, you
lazy galoots 0’ Honeysuckle, an’ see ther prize
gamecock what went down in ther flood, and
what didn’t even lose a feather. Hustle out
hynr, we say, an’ t.)0t yer bazzoos as ter what is
ter be done with him.’

The crowd was coming, and by the time the
six men, with their prisoner, came to a halt in
front of the one saloon of the town, there Were
flfg or sixty men on the spot.

' oneysuckle was a town that boasted an even
hundred citizens. Which is to say, that had
been its figure of population previous to the sud-
den dcmise of one Dancni Dave. N ow the fold
consisted of only ninety— no."  ‘

' There was one that had gone astray, so to say,
and not so much that, either, as that he had
been waited over the range with a thirty-two
caliber bullet for ballast. ‘

He had been one of the worst eg in the
nest, had that name David, surnamed ancing'
but at the same time one of the most popular 0
the town’s citizens. . He had played the role of
right bower to Rabin Kerdoon, and he was boss
“of the roost.

Kerdoon was, as we have already learned,
mayor of the place, and lie wasnlso the proprie-
tor of the one saloon of the town, the “Bumo
nien' Retreat," as ’it was mo§t appropriately
named.

The mayor soon appeared at the door of his
salovu, a big, strong-looking map, with red hair
and heard, mi about the homehest mortal that
evsrlfli‘l’ blimm'i i d ‘3 h t h

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“Up erlong ther Thin Man’s Pass. He war
lieailiii’ this way, too, an’ pretends ter say tliet
he ain’t Hen \Vilburt.”

Kerdoon broke outinto a. coarse laugh, that
sounded more like the brnying of a jackass.

“Yer kaiii’t tell us that aim, ycr know, me
boy,” he decided. “ We knows yor too will.
We’ll lock yer up, and about midni .lzt w<-’ll give
you a send—i it [not will do ye proud, on" be u.
Consolation to ye in ther longr hereafter down
below.”.

" I suppose you will give me a fair clizmce to
prove that I am not the man you take me to be,
Won’t you?” Dick asked.

“ \tht’s tlltl‘ sense 0’ anything 0’ thet sort?
Don’t ye reckon u e knows yo? lit don’t make a
powerful sight o’ dilfcrence anyhow. ' ‘li’ storm
cheated us out of our fun last night, :in’ ther
lioyec: will kick cf they don’t have ct tcl'-ni;;ht.
I reckon you is booked, Henry, me boy, even of

you have had a skcem to prove that you ain’t ,,

yourself.”

“ That is hardly a square deal,” Dick com-
plained. “ I can give \'()U. preof that will satisfy
you, if you will let me.”

“ 011, ct don’t much mat ter one way or t’other.
You was licudin’ fer this camp, anyhow, the
boyecs tells me.”

“ Yes, l was, and docs it look llkvly that I
woulil come back here it' I had just had 8. nar-
row escape from hanging?”

“ lit might be jest like yer. .But, that ain’t to
ther p’lnt now. You was comin’ hyar (-t is fur-
bid, un’ we’ll have ter hang yer for that. any-
new.”

“ Well, you are about the worst-looking gang
of cut-throats, on the whole, I ever saw hunched
together anywhere,” Dick tirod out. “ Before
you get done with this Joli, y0u may find out
something that you don’t know now, and it will
pay you to bear it in mind. Go on with your
funeral.”

“ Ef you don’t keep a purty civil tongue,” the
ma. or warned “ we may change our minds an’
str ng ye up right now, without waitiu’ fer all
ther boyees ter be on hand. Take him off, Bob,
an’ see see that he’s locked up somewliai's.”

“ We’ll see that he don’t git away,” responded
Ope-ear Bob, and he and another rufiian laying
hold upon the prisoner. they dragged him away.

“ Where to now?” Dick asked of them.

“ We’ll show you in about two minutes,” was
the only satisfaction he got by way of answer.

At the further end of the town, and a little
apart from the general collection of buildings,
was an unfinished log cabin. It had no roof,
and there was no door or window in the places
that had been provided for them.

I uto this rude place Dick was led, and One-ear
Bob looked around critically.

“ Et wull do,” he decided.

“ But how wull ye fasten him?” asked the
other fellow. _ i »

“ I’ve got a chain an’ lock down in my shanty.”
was the response. “ Well put ther chain to his
feet an’ lock him fast to one 0’ these hyar bottom
lhogs, an’ 3.11 ther imps from below couldn’t git

lill out. '

“ That’s jest ther stuff, an’ I’ll go fer ther lock'

an’ chainMow.” .

‘ Yes, go, an’ while you’re about et, tell ther
boyees ter bring some boards ter nail up ther
doors.” ,

“ All right, an’ we’ll soon be hyar.”

The fellow started off, and Oneear Bob
Etoog guard OVer the prisoner, a. revolver in

an .

‘_‘ I on pose you won’t deny a. fellow some-
thing _to eat, will you?” asked Dick, in a. rather
conCiliatory tone.

“,Gettin’ hungry, be e?” Bob grunted out.

“ Hungry asa bear,” ick declared. “ Haven’t
had a toothful since esterday, and I feel the
want of it. Besides, ’ve got a hurt on my head
that wants attending to, and if you, 01‘ any 0'19
here, will dress it, I won’t forget the atten-

ion. .

Bob looked at him a moment before replying.

“ Yer say yer head dire hurted?” he inquired.

“ Y e8, look for oursell',” Dick answered.

Bob removed ick’s hat and took a look at
the wound.

“ Et war done by a gun, lure ez sin 1” be ex-
claimed. .

“ I know it was,” said Dick.

“ When war et done?”

2 some time before the storm last night.”
hen you was still in ther jail! Git out,”

clapping the hat back on his head again. “ you

can’t is me that.”

“ Well, whether you believe it or not, will
you get some one to see to the wound for me?”

‘ \Vhat’s ther use? In a few hours you will

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any, an’ as fer yer bein’ hungry, that don’t mat-
ter either.”

Dick turned away from the brute in disgust.

“ I was willing to forget that I Owe you two
kicks,” he said, “but now I’ll add two l'iiol'o to
the (It‘llt, so that it Won’t lack for interest.”

Bob laughed, and prt‘ly soon the other man,
and more with him, tonic, buck, bringing the
lock, chiiin, boards and so forth.

In order not to be roughly handled, when he
knew it would avuil him nothing, Dick submit-
tcel tnmely, and let the men do with lim as they
would. His star of good luck seemed to he be-
liinzl ii. cloud for the present.

The Cilflln that had been lrougl;t was a.
heavy oiio, with short links, and one end cf it
was put around Dick’s feet and secured there
“'ll h the padlock.

There was, as One-cur Bob had said, little
chance that he could get it elf, even with help
to do it.

That part of the work done, some cf the mud
plaster was knockid out from betucrn the bot-
tom log and the one ncxt to it, and the (-l:::in
passed through and made fast on tl.o outside
where it was entiri-ly out of reach.

“Thar,” cricd Bob, when the job was com-
pleted, “ I would like to see you git out 0’ that,
me noble Ilcnncry. Et Would puzzle ther dcnl
hiiiiscll’ ter git away, I am a. tliiiikii'i’.”

“ It 10oks as though 1 am bookcd to stay, and
that’sa fact,” Dick agrcid. “You can‘t most
always sometimes tell what is going to happcn
next, though.” he mlded, “and I may not ma-
terialize worth a cent when you come to look

or me.

“ We’ll take ther risk 0’ that. Ef yer do git
away, I’ll pertcshun ther mayor ter pardon ye,
be gum i”

“If I do at away,” warned Dick, grimly
“I will ma {0 things hum around here, and
don’t you forget it. I have got it in for you
anyhow.” I

Some other hot wcrds were exchanged, while
the men were boarding up the place that was
intended for a. door, and when that work was
done the men all went off to the Bummers'
Reircut to “ liilzrii'ntc.”

Deadwood Dick was left alone to his dismal
reflectionS.

What strange freak of adverse fate had
placed him in this uglyiosition? For it was
certainly not one to be envied.

His long walk, lack of food, the night’s ex-
posure, and his wound, all taken together, made
him miserable indeed. He felt that he was
growin weak, and realized that if he had to
spend t 6 rest of the day witlout food he was
likely to become really ill, to say nothing about
his “ound. ~

His hands were tied at, as they had been,
and now his feet Were eld firmly by the un—
yielding chain. m He was sitting in the sun, too
for it was pouring in at the unccvered top of
the unfinished cabin.

At one end was a narrow belt of shade, how-
ever, and he made up his mind to try to reach
it, it’ the length of his chain would allow.

Moving along as best he could, he Was just
able to bring his head and shoulders into the
shade, but no more, and there he threw him-
self down to rest,‘ since there was nothing else he
could do. r

While he was lying there, on his backlook-

leg up at the hot, brassy sky], he saw some- '
th ng th ope.

at ave him immediate

It was a urge bird, soaring slowly about over
the town. "

“ The eagle!” he exclaimed. I

At once he hogan to make eflort to get upo
his feet, and finally succeeded in 'doing so.

“ Now is the time to test the meaning of this
red lining in the dead man’s but,” he thought.
“ But, how am I to turn the hat inside-out?"

, He was puzzled to know, and at first it looked
im ossible. v
at a plan soon suggested itself, and he set
about putting it to t a test. He rubbed his
head against the logs till the hat fell off, and
then he sat down with his back toward it and
reached for it with his fingers. ,
- After some effort he got hold of it, and then
began the slow work of turning it as he wanted
it, which was finally accomplished. And that
done, he lay list down, and after a. good deal of
hard work managed to get . the but back upon
his head. But even when it was there he was
too tired to attempt to get up at once, and look.
lug, he found that in the mean time the bird had
disappeared from sight, and that his labor had
been in vain so far as concerned the present.

“No matter,” he mused. ‘ it is (long now, and

{agho bird docs come again, I will be m for
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CHAPTER VI.
A FRIEND IN TIME or NEED.
SOMETHING like ten minutes dragged wearily

y.
Bristol watched patiently for the reappear-

ance of the eagle.

At last it came, just as he was on the point of
giving up looking for it, for the time being.

Back it sailed into his range of vision, easily
and gracefully, and without a motion of wing
so far as the watcher could disCoVer.

Dick got upon his feet with all the haste cir-
cumstances permitted, and jumped out as nearly

into the middle of the log-bound space as the,

chain would allow, and there stood and waited.

He continued to watch the bird, uni was,
presently gratified to see it come toasudden '

stop. It remained motionless for a few seconds,
and then moved forward till it hung directly
overhead. Then, of a sudden, down it shot,
falling with a velocity almost too great for the
eye to follow.

It was but a moment, and the great wings
spread a shadow over the space within the un-

finished cabin, and in another moment the huge 1

bird settled d0wn upon Dick’s head. ,

I Here was a new problem, then, to be solved.

HOW was he to get the eagle from his hat to
the groule For that, from the experience he
had already had, he concluded, was the way it
had been used to.

It was impossible now, hoWever, so the next
best thing had to be, done instead. Dick leaned
back against the logs, and slipped to a sitting
position on the ground, wheii he rolled over and
deposited the eagle beside him, but and all.

He had echcted, almOst, to see the bird
stretch its wings and leave him, but it did not
do that. Instead, it stOod still, and began wink-
ing as solemnly as it had done on the other oc-
casion. And then for the first time he was able
to notice r. but it had brought to him.

,There was no longer any question about the
bat signal, and the fact that the eagle was well-
trained.

First of all to catch Dick’s eye was a small,
keen bowie-knife, which was suspended from
the bird’s neck by a cord. And then, more so-
curely fastened, was a small package carefully
folded and tied.

Dick gave attention to the knife first.

It was a godsend to him, and be appreciated
the thoughtfulness that had put it within such
easy reach.

.‘Moving carefully to the eagle, watching for
.the least show of hostility on the part of the big
:bird, he presently got hold of the knife with his
teeth and began to pull; then he gave a. jerk and

lathe knife was his.

( “ Good boy, Old Baldy!” he exclaimed in an
undertone. “ You have saved my life, I be-
lieve, and I am not ungrateful.”

But, how was he to proceed next? The knife
Was his, but, h0w could he make the right use
¢f)f it? What he wanted was to get his hands

ree.

He soon thought he had found the plan he was
looking -f’or, and ran his eyes along the logs be-
hiu‘l him, or on the side where he was fastened.

“Eurekal”

So he exclaimed, as he found just what he was
in search of. :

There was a crack where some, of the plaster
had fallen out, and it looked to be about wide
enough to admit the handle of the knife.

It was but a minute’s work to test it. Taking
the knife in his mouth again, the plucky detec-
tive got upon his kneés, and after a few trials
had the satisfaction to get the handle of the
knife firme fixed between the logs. ‘

“So far so good,” he muttered. “Now will
it stay there till I can free my hands? By hea-
vens! but they shall find that Deadwood Dick is
not so easily downed. But I must not for-
get’tpat I owe everything to the owner of this

in . ‘

Getting upon his feet, he put his back to the
wall and proceeded with the utmost care and
caution to bring the cords that bound his wrists
into contact with the keen blade.

The first trial was a ‘ failure. The blade
swung around so that no pressure could be
brou ht to bear noon it.

“ ll_ soon remedy that,” mused Dick.

Making use of his jaws again, he took the
knife out and replaced it with the edge of the
blade downward, so that all the strain would
come upon it in an upward pull, which would
onl tend to fix it the more rmly.

this time the eagle s silently by, seem-

ing to pay not the least attention to what was»

going on. ,
Dick now brought his wrists into contact with
the blade, again, to find that he had overcome

what had seemed an impossible difficulty, for,
in a. few moments, his hands were freed.

" Eureka 1” once more he exclaimed.

Now to see what the eagle carried.

Taking the knife from the niche, he cut the
' cords that held the package to the bird’s neck,
I and in the same manner opened it.
I The first thing to claim his attention was a.
penciled note.

It was worded as follows:

“ Dram liuxnvz—Thank God you are alive! But l
know you must be in trouble of some sort. Are you
a prisoner? lf' so. i send you the things I c-msidcr
most useful. l send a knife loosely tiel, so that y u
_ can easily get. it, and in this parcel you will find pic
per and pencil. Lot inc know at. once \vliorcyon
arc. if you need further hcip you know you can
I trust me. Take can- of ()ld llaldy, that he does not
‘ get shot. for that would be bad indccd for u<. An-
Sn'cr. As ever, .IACQUE'r'rA.”

Deadwood Dick was gratified, though puzzled.

tho was this Jacquetta? And where was shotl
l Certainly not far away. \Vas she the dead
man’s w1fe—-now widow?

He did not know, but that was what be
guessed. Anyhow, in her be had a true friend
in his present need, and one, of whom he, must
makeuse, even at the cost of the deception he
had to carry on for the time.

But there was danger, and great danger, that
the eagle might be seen and shot, aha, as the,
note said, that would indeed be bad. i ight be
not keep the bird there till dark, before he let it
go! But, no, for he was likely to be visited at
any time, when discowry would be certain.

No, he must take all the risks, and the bird
must return at least once more, bringing him
something to eat.

He examined the contents of the package.

It contained, as the note said, paper and pen-
cil. Besides, there were a dozen thirty-two-
calibcr cartridges.

But these latter were useless to Dick now,
since the revolver he had had, had been taken
away from him at the'time of his capture, and
there was no prospect of getting another.

NeVertheless, he stored them away in his
pocket, for they were as good, as gold, and a.
good deal better, too. under certain conditions.
More than once in his adventurous cart-er would
he willingly have given a handful of gold for
just one of the little jokers.

then the cartridges had been put away, he
took up the paper and pencil, and began writing
a message to the unknown.

It was presently done, and ran as follows:

“ JACQUETTAz—That knife was just whati needed,
for my hands were tied and l w: s about helpless. I
am a prisoner at Honeysuckle, in the unfinished log
cabin. A chain is around my foot, secured with a
lock. Can you send a need of stiff wire? I am
about starved. too. Send, if you can, just a crust
of bread and a little water. We must run the risk
of the bird’s being seen. I have been wounded in
the head. Dare you venture hero af'er dark. to
hel me away? i will need to be guided. Come
wel armed, forl have no weapons save the knife

on se-ut. When your come, Whisper your name, and

will know i: is you. Use the utmost care, for you
will be in danger.”

There was no signature, and Dick had. man-
aged to run the message to the very/bottom of
the sheet, in order to crowd out room for a sig-
nature.

He knew that he was asking a good deal of his
unknown friend, but, under the circumstances,
what else could he do? He could not go to her,
not knowing where she was, so she would have
to come to him.

The message written, it was carefully folded
and secured to the eagle’s neck, and he was
ready to send the bird back again.

But, how to start it? That was a secret he
had yet to learn. He could only try again the
experiment that had prom-r1 successful before, so
putting on his hat, with the red inside, he picked
up the bird and gave it a toss upward.

Immediately the huge wings Were spread, and
after a moment’s hesitation away the eagle
soared. »

Dick listened, expecting to hear a shout as
some one espied it, but nothing was heard.

So he concluded that it had got away unseen
for that time, anyhow.

With his hands freed, he now set about seeing
what could be done toward freeing his feet, too.

But he soon discovered that nothing could be
done. He tried to draw his feet out of his boots,
and so get free, but the chain had been too
tightly drawn to admit of that. Nor Could he
turn the other end of the chain around the log,
so as to get at that end of it. He w as a prisoner
sti .

As there was nothing he could do. further, he
laid his but down on the ground, with the red-
lined crown up, near the middle of the cabin,

 

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and crawled as far into the shade as he could
get. and laid down.

He fell asleep, there, and did not awaken for
some time.

When he did awake, finally, it was to find the
eagle had returned.

it was standing on his hat, where he had left
it, and was winking as solemnly as ever. ,

Secured to its breast was a package of con-
siderable size, and one that promised both food
and drink to the prisoner.

Dick speedily crepi‘over to the bird, and with
his knife cut the cords that held the package in
place, and prOCe-eded to open it.

Again “ Eureka!”

lie found both bread and drink. Thermwere
two pint-es of brcad. good and wholesome, with a.
piece of cold mmt between. And with it was a.
small bottle, containing some strong coffee.

Dle paid no attention to anything further
until he had made away with these, whdn he
began to feel like a new man at once.

Then he looked further into the I‘iackage,

‘bringing to light a small rat-tail file, a piece of

wire, and a quantity of strong, cord wound into
a ball.

Under other things was another :note in an-
swer to his.

it was in these words:

“ HEAR IIENRY:—Y()ll need not ask if Idnre ven-
ture here. I will be with you as soon as it is dark.
I will bring weapons, and if llt‘t‘i‘anl'V we will fight;
to the. deal if against those who have wronged us so
bitterly. Keep up your coinage. and be on the
watch for me after dark. I will not fail you.

" As ever, JACQI‘ETTA."

“God bless you, whoever you are!” Dick ex~
claimed. “ If your wrongs are such as Dead-
wood Dick can make right for you, they shall
be righted. But, I shall have a sad piece of
news to break to you when me meet.”

 

CHAPTER VII.

DICK GETS A CLEW TO ms DOLLARS.
DEADWOOD Dick felt more cheerful. -
And he felt ln-tter 'n eVer nay, since he had

had something t' unfl'fii'lnk. ""“' ' ’

He was on the point of sending the bird back
at once, but on second tlu ught be decided to try I
to free his feet first.

If he could do that, it would be a good piece
of news to send to his unknown friend, such as
he hated the part he was forced to play.

“ But, she cannot blame me, when she comes
to know all about it,” he reasoned. .“ Any one
else would have done the same under similar
circumstances. And I intend to repay it all, if
life is spared."

Taking up the piece of wire, he found that it;
would not answer his purpose, or at any rate he
did not think it would. It was not stiff enough,
but it was no doubt all the woman had had to
send to him. '

But the file gave him more hope. It would be
no small task to file off one of the links of the
chain, but it must be done, or— Hal a new
idea came to his mind just then. Could he not
bend the slender tail of the file, and with it
pick the lock?

He Set about trying the experiment. immedi-
ately. Putting the end into the lock. about half
an inch, be pulled, and found that it brill readily
enough, just as he desired to have it. He. could
not have found a better tool for the purpose,
had it been made to order.

The lock was one of the Old-style padlocks,
which were not hard to pick open, even the best
of them. .

Dick inserted the not cl key he had made. and
after one. or two efforts the look was opened.

“ Eureka l”

So the hero of a hundred exploits exclaimed.

The redoubtable Richard had every prospect
for soon being himself again.

And then this “ grandalucent " town of Honey.
suckle, as it was termed in the. notice posted by
its worthy mayor, which had been the means of '
getting Dick into his present fix: “‘9”. “318 town
was likely to be aware of his resencm

Dick penciled just a few T19! WUTdS. then,
and secured the papers to the neck of the noble
winged messenger.

After that, be relocde the padlock on his
feet, and put out of sight chrything the bird
had brought, and that done, be tossed the bird
up in the air and set it of! Him“ its 9W”).

His precaution had not been w hout fore-
thought.

Should any one see the bird, he reasoned,
there might be an instant rush for the cabin,
and his trick would he discovered.

e wagwise enough to guard. against that.
and it was lucky he was, for barely had the
bird risen above the logs of the cabin whens.

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shout; was heard, followed by several revolver
shots in rapid succession.

“ Great cats!” was the exclamation that he
heard shouted, “ jest look ’e thar l”

And then followed the firing, and Dick looked
after the eagle, expecting to see it come tumbling
to the earth. . .

But he was joyfully disappomted, for the fir-

ing was wild, and with a very few strokes of ‘

its powerful wings the noble bird, emblem of
freedom, was out of range and out of danger.

Other shouts were heard immediately, and a
general barking of revolvers was heard on every
side but'now it was altogether useless to lire.

“ ’m blamed if that wasn’t a narrow escape,”
Dick muttered. “ "hat fellowmmt be a poor
shot. He couldn’t hit a on the wing. But,
then, he has fired wildly, no doubt. No matter,
though, for I’m only too glad they didn’t hit.
But) now I must get into shape for an inter-
view, for they’re heading this way.”

So it was, A goodly portion of the crowd,
headed by One-ear Bob, were bending their steps
toward the cabin. .

Dick dropped to the ground, With his hands
behind him, and put on about as rueful a face as
he could cxtelnporize.

There was a hum of voices outside, and in a
moment more a hammer was at work on the
boards that closed up the entrance.

Some of these were soon removed, and One-
ear Bob and three or four others put their heads
through the opening.

“ Hillo!” Bob exclaimed, “thar ye be, aire

?”

“ It isn’t likely that you would find me any-
where else,” responded Dick, gloomily enough.

“ Haw! haw! No, I should opine not, me al-
lus kerdoodle, not with thet aire big chain ast
to yer hoofs. lVas thet bird in byar?”

“ That blizzard, you mean?” asked Dick, inno-
cently. .
“Buzzard be durnl” cried Bob.

eagle!”

“The dickens it was! Yes, it flopped down
here, but it went ofl’ again in a hurry. I took it
for a blizzard that had come to See if 1 had
starved to death yet or not.”

“ Haw! haw! No huzzard erbout that teller.
Thet teller ar’ a old timer round these parts, an’
we calls him ther Hummin’-bird 0’ Honey-
suckle.” _

“ You’ve seen it before, then ’9‘”

“Why, yes, durn et, an’ so hev you, too.
Come, it won’t be of any use fer you ter play off
any longer, Hen Wilburt. We knows yer, an’
thet settles it.”

“ All right, have your own way. You may
find out, though, after you have hanged me, that
you have made a big mistake. I can prove that
I am not that man, if you will give me half a
chance.”

“ Which we don’t intend ter do. Ther mayor
says et don’t make much difference, anyhow, an’
I reckon he’s about right. You jest stay right
wha‘r ye be, like a good leetle' boy, an about
midnight we’ll send ye off tor kingdom-come,
a-kitin’.”

This elicited a coarse laugh from the crowd,
and after a few more remarks of a like cheering
nature, Mr. Jolly nailed up the boards again,
and they all went off.

“Keep it up, my gentle cherubs,” muttered
Dick, with a meaning smile, when they had
gone. “ 1 Will be with you, before many moons,
and if there isn’t fun on deck then, you can pen
me up again, that’s all.”

The smile settled into a look of grim deter-
mination, such as boded ill for all who had had
a hand in the matter against him.

And Deadwood Dick’s threats were never idle.
He generally meant business pure and simple,
and most always “ got there with both feet,” as
it is npatly expressed in the West, that land of
quaint phrases.

By this time   \become evident enough
that nobody was goln to bring him anything
to eat or drink, thong he cared little for that
now, but he was storing all these items up
a ainst the town, to repay them with interest
W on the day of reckoning should come,

Being free, now, the natural desire to get out

“ Et war a

of his prison came upon him. It’was an easy a

matter, simplytoclimb to the top of the log
structure and drop over; but, would it pay?
ere were many objections to such a plan.
31:11:16 concluded to remain Where he was until
5
In the first place, he needed weapons. Then,
:1:de certainly be seen, and if not recap-
de ’ lenougli'to‘have risked fall this, he knew
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No, he would remain in limbo, and stick to the
first plan.

So, unlocking the chain from his feet again,
and putting the knife in a handy spot, so that
he would ~be prepared for fight, if occasion
required, be stretched out in the shade and once
more went to sleep.

When next he awoke it was growing dark, and
the town was becoming lively.

It is only when the heat of the day has passed,
and the miners have washed up and had sup-
per, that your Arizona town wakes up.

There was a good deal ot’ loud talking going
on, oil‘ in the direction of the saloon, and Dick
soon made up his mind that he was going to be
honored with another visit, for presently the
noiSe of voices came nearer.

Laying the chain over his feet, and placing
the lock so that it Would appear that it was
still locked, Dick leaned back against the wall
of logs, holding his hands behind his back.

He was in about the same pOsition as that in
which he had Just been seen.

“Onl he aire thar fast ernough,”cricd one
voice, as the crowd came near. “ We has got
him dead to rights, we has, you bet.”

It was the voice of the mayor of the burgh.

“ Yer kin bet yer life on et!" chimed in One-
ear Bob. “ ’l‘her gallus ducklin’ ar’ ready fer
ther ropeag’in, an’ it will take suthin’ wuss nor
another llood tcr save him this time.”

“ Wull, let‘s hev a look at him, anyhow,” de-
manded :tunothcr voice.

“ That’s what ye shell hev,” assured the
mayor. “Bob will knock ofl“ a~board an’ let
yer feast yer eyes on ther p’izen galoot what
killed Dancin’ Dave.”7

One of the boards was soon off, and several
evil-looking faces peered in at the prisoner.

“ Still right thar, be ye, sonny?” observed
One-car Bob, mockingly. “ Thet aire ar’ rip ht,
me icetle man. You hold ther fort an hile
longer, and after that we’ll stow ye away in yer
leetle bed, two by six.”

“Have your own way about it,” returned
Dick, carelessly.

“Which same ar’ about what we ’most allus
does,” retorth Mr. Jolly.

“ Whar is P’izen Pete an’ Bow—leg John?” de-
manded the mayor.

“ Hyer we is,” a voice answered.

“ Wull, jest come nn’ look et ther cuss, both
of yer, an’ see ef et ain’t ther right man.”

“I’ll know him soon’s I sot eyes on him,” an-
other voice declared.

There was a. stir in the crowd outside, and
presently two faces of a most brutal type pre-
sented themselves at the opening.

They were even Worse in stamp than most of
the others.

And as Dick looked at them, returning their
stare, something caught his eye that caused him
a start. .

The front of the brim of one man’s battered
broadbrim hat was pinned up. and it was held
in place by a CIUster of diamonds!

Dick recogniZed them immediately as his!
Now he had a clew to the man, or to the men,
who had laid him out and robbed him. And be
stored their names away in his memory, as he
had heard them called—P’izen Pete and Bow-
leg John. 9

.“ Yes, yes, he’s ther feller,” cried he with the
diamonds on his hat. “ He is ther galoot that
llgillednlhncin’ Dave, snre’s my name ar’ Pete

i r.

‘An’I kin surtyfy for them tacks,” put in
the other. “ You has got him, you has, boyces,
an’ now fer ther grand jnbei'lee. When nire et
ter come off?"

.“Oh, We'll have at later on, when ther lads
git inter good trim for ct,” the mayor decided.

“ Yas, about midnight,” added One~ear Bob.

“ Has ye" got anything ter say, pris’ner?”
Kerdoon u kal.

“I’ll toot my bazzoo later,” Dick answered,
sullenly.

The crowd laughed at this, and once more the
opening was nailed up and they went off to the
saloon.

Darkness came on apnea, and Dick’s jail was
like a dungeon. It was lighted only with a faint
glimmer that came .. from the peaceful stars.
Over in the direction of the salonn there was a
hum of voices that was growing louder and
louder all the time.

CHAPTER ViTI.

BY rm: SKIN or THEIR TEETH.
DEADWOOD DICK was growing impatient.
Another hour had dragged by, and his friend

had not come.
he noise over in the direction of the salgon
had by this time grown to a wild uproar.

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Dick knew that- it was not likely that the
crowd would put off their evil work till mid-
night. In fact, he now expected to hear them
coming for him at any minute.

He was all ready to climb the log wall and
leave the cabin at the first sound of alarm, but
he did not want to go away until he had seen
the mysterious Jacquetta, if possible.

Another hourpassed, and by that time there
was no mistaking the fact that the time for leav-
ing the cabin was at hand. The wild uproar at
the saloon had grown to a general dl‘llllkvll
bowl, and now the indications were that a de-
scent wasabout to be made upon the cabin for
the purpose of lynching the prisoner.

Dick resolved to wait no longer, and was just
on the pointof climbing the log wall when he
heard a voice on the other side.

“ Juvque‘dn!” was whispered.

It was the signal agreed upon with the un-
known.

“ All right,” Dick responded, “ I’ll climb right
over,” and he lost no time in doing: so.

In a minute more he dropped safely upon the
ground on the other side, and in the very dim
light could see the outlines of the woman near
him.

“Henry!” the woman exclaimed, and with
the word he was caught in her arms and a
show er of warm kisses fell upon his face. ‘

Naturally, this took him somewhat aback,
but he understood that the expression of fond—
Moss was for another, and he made no show of
returning it.

This the woman was quick to notice, and she
drew away, demanding in an injured tone:

“ Hare you no kiss for me, Henry t”

“No, no,” Dick whispered hastily, and with
pretended great excitement, “the danger is too
great. You do not know all. I have much to
tcllyou when you have led me to a place of
safety. See, the mob is coming! You must
lead me, for I cannot trust myself." I

It was true that the mob was coming.

Many of them bearing torches, and all singing
some nihl song, they were heading for the
lemtm‘ai'y jail, and were not a great distance
uVVHY.

“ Here are revolvers,” said the unkno“ n, has.”
tin thrusting a pair into Dick’s willing hands.
“Troy are ready for service. 1 have one for
myself. And now follow me, for there is not
an instant to lose, and we have got to cross this
open space right in front of them.”

- “ Lead on,” said Dick, “ and trust me to
follow. I cannot lead, for my head is sore
and—”

He would have added “mind confused,” but
he was saved the little falsehood.

“Come!” the “ oman interrupted, and with a
jerk at his am; She started and ran at her best
speed across the open.

Dick followed at her heels, and noticed that
she headed for the bare rocky wall on the south
side of the gulch.

They had not one half the distance when
the crowd reachet the log prison, and in a sec-
ond, almost, the boards were torn down from
the doorway. ‘

And then arose a maddened bowl, as the prison
Was seen to be empty.

“ Gone!” screamed One-ear Bob.

And “Gone!” yelled all the crowd in wild
chorus.

That there wasa live-1y wail then does not
need to be stated; it may be taken for granted.

“ Vi“ her in blazes aire ther cuss?” yauped One-

ear.

“ An’ how in all p’izen did he git out?” demand- "
ed the mayor, \\ ho had come out with the intcn~
tion of being master of Ceremonies.

These demands, and others, reached the ears
of the late prisoner and his companion, as the
continued on toward the south side of the gulc
at full speed. . _

There was a prospect for their getting: away
unseen, and only for a most unfortunate nushn p,
they might have done so. The mishap ‘was,
that the revolver held in the hand of the woman,
all ready for use, went off

The flash and report were seen and heard by
the bloodthirsty mob, and With a whoop and a
yell they turned their attention in that direction.

“ We are in deadly danger new,” cried Dead-
wood Dick. n,

“ Follow me, straight on, was the response
from the woman. ‘ We shall escape them yet.
It was an unfortunate accident, but we shall
cheat them. Come on, and keep close.”

“ I am right here,” ‘Dick responded.

“ It is strange you do not know where I am
leading you. You ought not to be in doubt

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all when we can stop to talk.”

Ever with the yelling crowd pressing after
them, thcv exchanged these remarks as they
ran.

Bristol could have outrun the woman, but he
could not lead the w ‘y, and had to regulate his
pace by hers. Conscquently the fast runners

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them.
“ How far have we got to go?” Dick asked.
“ A hundred yards further will see as safc.”
“ Do your best, then, or we shall be overtaken
yet. I do not want to fire if I can help it, for
ihut will show them where we arc.”
“ Don‘t shoot till you have to.”
The \\ Oman was panting, now, but she was
putting forth every effort, and in a few moments
more the bald face of the rocky wall was
reached.
Without; a pause, scarcely, the guide clamber-
ed up a rough ledge for a dozen yards or so, and
Dick following right after her, found himself
soon upon a plateau of considerable SIZE.
“We are safe now,” the woman panted.
“ Do you mean to say we can hold this place
against such a horde?” Dick demanded.
“Not by any means, but here they will lose
us, But, your voice, and your entire ignorance
of this secret— Say, are you Henry Wil-
burt ?”
“ If you could see my face you would have no
nee l to ask,” was Dick’s evasive response.
“ And see your face I must, and will, before
I lead you one step further.”
As she said this she raised her revolver, and
holding it close enough to the tried and true de-
tective 8 face, so that by its flash she might see his
features, she fired. 1
That shot brought another maddened yell from
the mob, and a volley of pistol-shots and bullets
. came pattering spitefully against the rocks.

if, was only by sheer good lu:k that the wo-
and Dick were not hit. ‘
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“ I realize it now,” was, the response. “I act-
, ed upon impulse, and without a pause to reflect

‘ what the result might be.”

Both had dropped flat upon the plateau now,
to escape the flying bullets that Were still com-

g~ .

“Well, does the sight of my face convince
you?” Dick asked.

“Yes, Henry, it does,” was the responss.
“ mine, now while they are not firing, and we
will give them the slip.”

“ Lead on, and I’m with you.”

There was a pause in the firin , and the fore-
most of the pursuers were actua ly climbing to
the plateau. -

The woman had caught hold of Dick’s sleeve,

and pulled him after her across the lateau,
until they were stopped by the rocky we. 1 at the
rear.
For the life of him Dick could not imagine
where the woman could lead him, where the
Others could not follow for they were now right
up? them. It looked as though she must be
ma .

Bu: there was method in her madness, as he
econ came to know.

She led him along the face of the wall for a
few steps, and then into a sort of natural niche.
To the touch it was like a corner in a room,
sharp in the angle, and with two walls spread

ing out.

‘ Push hard into the corner,” the woman now
whispered.

Dick obeyed her, and to his amatement the
two walls, parted, and let them pass through,
swinging back again into place as soon as they
v had entered. .

“ We are safe now," the woman laid, “ so let
us sit down here and rest. You will hear them
howl in their baffled rage. But, do you not re-
member this way of escape now , Henry?”

" I do not remember it stall.”.bick responded.
It mus be your wound that
hurt? You did not

“It is stran .
has done it. ow were y
tell me.”

“ I was shot.”

“ And by whom?”

“ I do not know.”
“Well. that may not be strange, perhaps.
you imprisoned at
oneysucklef’l
“ Because I was mistaken for another man,”
Dick answered. ‘

“ And who was the other man?”

“ I will tell you that later,” Dick evaded.
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citizens of the town,,I belie'vo, but had «coped
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“ Why not tell me all now, brother, while we
rest?”

Hal this was a point Dick had been wanting
to get at. Now he understood the situation bet-
ter. Tnis woman, or girl, perhaps, for he had
barely seen her face as yet, was the dead man’s
sister.

“ I have something of greater importance to
tell you first,” he mado reply. “ Let us wait
till  come where we can see each other as we
talk.

“ Well, I will do as you ask, but I cannot un-
derstand your strange manner toward me.”

She had found his haul, and prcssi-d it fondly.

He did not return the pressure in any degree,

I [mg din-w his hand gently away, saying":

“ Wait, wait, for you may despise, me more
than you caress inc now, when you come to
know all I have to tell.”

” On! what can you mean? Come, let us go
on, then, for 1 cannot hear this terrible sus-

pense. I half fear, after all, that you are not
my brother. Assure me that you are, will you
not?”

“ I an your brother,” Dick ansWered.

But he meant that 110 was ready to serve her
as a brother. in her time of need, as he felt sure
was soon to come.

“Thank heaven for your words!” she exclaim-
ed. “ Conic, we will go on. Let the inaddouc-l
devils out there howl all they will, they know
not our secret, and cannot possibly do us harm
now.”

She had again taken hold of Dick’s hand, and
allowing her to retain it, Dick was led away
into the darkness he knew not whither, and
gradually the sound of the mob died away in the
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CHAPTER IX.
A BRIEF GLANCE BACKWARD.

BEFORE following Dick Bristol and his fair
guide further, let us devote one chapter to the
doings at Honeysuakle.

The‘ population of that lively town has been
stated. When they were all at home, and before
the untimelv departure of Dancing DaVc, it had
numbered just an even hundred souls.

Now there was one less, and according to tho
unwritten rules and regulations of the burgh, a
stranger could be elected to the post of citizen-
ship to fill the vacancy and keep the roll up to
flush. But to gain that great honor the stranger
would have to get two-thirds of the citizens to
vote for him.

Now these rules and regulations had been got~
ten up and laid dawn chiefly bv Robin Kerdoon,
Dancing Dave, One—ear Bob, liowdeg John, P’i-
Zen Pete and someothers of the leading and niOst
influential citizens of the place, who made it n.
pomt to uphold the dignity of the law at the
point of the pistol. And so far they had suc-
ceeded in doing so with fair success.

Another point in the regulations was, that by
an abscuce of thirty days, without lesiVe, a citi-
zen lost his rights, and could only be reinstated
by a vote in the manner already Set forth, And
an absence of forty days wcs the limit, with
leave or without, that bein about the length of
time required for Robin erdoon to send out
and bring in the wpplies for his saloon. If that
had required fifty days, then undoubtedly fifty
da 3 would have been the prescribed time.

The first citizens of the town had been, accord-
ing to their story, Kerdoon, Dave Doyle, Peter
Piper, John Wolf, and about a. dozen others.
But somehow the story of the find had got awn y
from them, and in a. little while others poured
in until the town numbered a hundred. And
then it was that Kurdoon moved that a mayor
be elected, naming him .If for the ofice, and the
town be run according 0 some sort of rule. He
was elected, and then followed the making up of
the by-laws, as they have been described and
exnlamed.

The little valley pocket was a veritable ,bo-
nanza as a placer digglugs, and it was patent to.
all that the greater the crowd the sooner it would
play out, and the smaller each man‘s share
would be. And as soon as this View or the mat-
ter was set forth by the neivly elected mayor, it
was voted on the spot that not another man
should bx allowed to anchor there, no matter
who or but he was, or whence’he came. And
to put this law into practice, a stron guard was
placed on the only known trail that ed into the
pocket, and new-comers were turned race-about
as fast as they arrived. That is to say, it was

so with one exception.  '
The exception was a youn man who ave m. .

name as Henry Wilburt. 9 appear in the!
town one bright morning. and his coming-cam
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siderable annoyance, though they claimed that
they had never seen him before and did not
know who he was. Wilburt, on the other hand,
gave them the lie, told them that they had
usurped his rights, and game the Worthy centu-
rion, the mayor, notice that the valley must be
vacated in one month. 01' course he was laughed
at. Kerdoon sent for the captain of the guard,
and ounanded to know why be had allowed the
stranger to enter the valley. The guard was
amazed, and vowed that no one had passed his
men. And the young stranger upheld him in
the assertion. -

But he refused to tell how he had come into
the pOcket, and the guard was ordered to turn
lvim out, and lie was warned never to let biaface
be seen there :!;:,.'iill.
was again; and he (‘oiiiinuul to appear at dif—
fercnt link-s (luring,r the «lays that followed.

At last Kerdoon and Lis pang tired of this, .'

and warned him that mxt time he showed his
face there he would be shot on sight. and if noth-
ing rise would stop him, it was altogether prob-
able that that would.

Said one man:

“ Thar is great virtue in cold lead, the lad an'
of ye walue yer lil'e, et wull pay ycr ter heed
this hyer warnin’.”

But \Vilburt did not take heed. A few days
later he was in town again. And then it was
that the mayor rose up in all the dignity of the
powers in him vested, and ordered the young
man’s arrest.

It was one thing to order, however, and quite
another to carr the orders into effect, as it was
soon found. V ' ilburt saw that business was
meant, and struck a bee-line for the south side
of the pocket, Where he clambered up to a
small plateau.

It was {'ust about dusk, when there was yet
enough Jig it to see objects. but not enough to

make the aim of any but expert marksnzen cer- .

taiu. The youugman uasrallid upon to sur-
render and “come down out 0' that,” but he
only laughed at the Cloud in res louse. A vol-
ley was iired at him, and Le fill. t was thought
that he a as kill the

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leaders at the pursuers' bad climbed to the .

plateau, there “as no sign of the ycung man
there, nor was there a mark of blood to show
that he had been hit. Instead, a mocking laugh
came to them from some unknow n direction.

Then
secret way out of the pocket, a way ,of which no
one save young Wilhurtknew the secret. And,
the wise men of the pocket put their heads to-
gether to learn that score. at any cdst. ‘

It was decided that a man should he ata-
tioned near the plateau, the next time Wilburt
put in his appearance, and that he should be run
out of town the same as before. Then the man
at the plateau could watch and learn how he got
8WD .

ltzvas a pretty scheme, and it ought_ to have
Worked, but it didn’t. Things in this world
don’t always Work according to expectations.

1n a day or two Wilburt was seen again and
when he had been allowed the freedom of the
town for an hour or so, the crowd got after him.

It was growing dark, as on the other occasion,
and it seemed as though that hour was a
favorite one With the young man. The crowd
took after him with a rope, with wild threats
or lynching, and Wilburt took to his heels and
made for the plateau with a good deal 0f haste.

But, just as he was crossing the lateau, he
espied a man in the shadow a, and w ipping out
his revolver, he fired, and fired to kill, for he
had noted that the other fellow had a weapon
ulread in hand. , “ _ m.  j - . ,

His syhot struck'homn,,but Wiv’nothy
fatal, and with a mail of rage and pain the man

I sprung out upon him.

It was Dancing Dave, and havingdropped his
revolver when bit, he threw himself upon Wil.
hurt to lold him, at the same time shouting to
his comrades to hurry to his assistance. .

Wilbnrt tried hard to break away, but did
not succeed, and Lu the struggle the pair fell
over the edge of the plateau and down into the

ulch.
«8 When Wilburt came to. after the fall,
found himself in jail. Next day a fun _
jubilee was given in honor‘of Dancing Davxd,
qu on the day ffollowingi, jib; 893mg;
venanao oratan 911'.
p0 gy following night. But then
by the flocd, and “ray
with it.

banged on the
came the storm, follow

went the jail and the p 8011017, .
Such, in brief was the case. and that was ,
situation of a airs “ban our DeGdWOOd ck ' ,
made his debuts :1 fonts! himself mistaken for . f '

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disappointed, when cheated of the “fun” they

had been looking forward to.

They were about as villainous a. set of rascals,
to a man, as were ever banded together, and a
“ hanging-bee” was prime delight to their de-
based and brutalized minds, and they had
planned to make the occasion an alldiight’s
jubilee.

Of course they believed that iVilburt was
dead, but to make sure they had sent out a
party to look for his body, or at least some evi-
dence of his death. And what was the delight
of that, party, headed by One-cur livb, when
their escaped prisoner, :is they took D 'adwood
Dick to be, walked right into their arms.

The showing oi delight with which they es-
('Ul'Lt‘J him into Hrmeysuckleflias been shown
in a revious chapter. ,

A] through the long hours of bat day, while

Dick was confined in the unlin lied log cabin,

the worthy citizens were planning what a jolliii-

cation they would have when the proper hour
came.

The proper hour, according to the way of
looking at it, was when the absent members of
the flock returned, as most of them Were ex-
pected todo that night, and when the heat of
the day was over and their spirits had been
properly braced for the full enjoying of the
treat.

As the afternoon waned, the absent pros-
pectors and others began to arrive and along
toward night came two villainous-looking fol—
lows in whom we have an interest.

Their names have been mrntioned. They
were Peter Piper and John Wolf, better known
as P’izen Pete and Bow-leg John.

They announced their arrival with a whoop
and a. yell, as they bounded into the Bummers’
Retreat.

“llyer we be,” they yelled, “ther two on-
tamed cattymounts of ther‘ town of Honey-
sucklel”

An answering cheer welcomed them, and then
as the eyes of the crowd turned upon them. cx-

, clamations of wonderment began to be heard.

P’Vnii PM!) had the front brim of his hut
pinned up, audit was held in pin-o by a I'iii3thl'
of diamonds. Bow-leg John wore a similar
cluster on the frOnt of his flannel shirt. Both
Wore ten-dollar gold coius'on their coats in
lieu of buttons, and they were further gar-

nished with bands of gold dollars on their hats,
vests, sleeves and elsewhere. '

_“ Great horned toadsi” exclaimed the mayor,
his eyes bulging out with amazement at the
Sight, “ whar did ye strike at? Whar hev you
two cusses been anyhow? Et hits me hard thet
ye hev found a bonanz.” ,

“A bonanzz” cried One-ear Bob, in disdain.
“ EL aire more like et ar’ 3 rcglar mint!”

Toe two gorgeously arrayed fellows laughed,
enjoying the excitement and envy they hal
created.

“You is right, One-ear,” Pizan Pete declared;
“ 05 W8? 33 mint, an’ no mistake erbout et. Et
warlike two mints combined. Jest cast yer eye
on this hyer.”

He drew Out a flstful of bills as he spoke.

“ Yas, an’ on this hyer, too,” echoed Bow-leg.
And he made a similar display of wealth.

“Great Susan June!” gasped Mr. Kerdoon,
“ et aire good for sore eyes, an’ thet ar’ a fact.
But. what hev you been?”

“Wull, we have been ’tendin’ a. boss sale,
latterly,” explained Pete.

At this the fellows both laughed.

"Au’ after ther sale, we dervided up ther
stakes,” added J ohn,

And this made them'iau‘gh again, heartier
than before.

.“ Et hits me hard thet you two cusses hev been
out on the mild, playin’ a game 0’ han’s-up-an’

a pass-over,” One-ear Bob declared.

“ You has hit et, be Flam l”acknowledged P’izen
Pete, “But et war bigger game nor what ye
might think. We held up the Express on thcr

 railroad, an’ went through ther hull dern

qnwd.” ‘ . .

Thin statement caused more amazement than
flies, and was the story to which the two rascals

They invited the whole town up to the bar at

ell‘.3lx1)en8(a, and the next half-hour was full of
93990161 interest to that Villainous assemblage
01 roughs and toughs.

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 new arrivals having told the 31:0 Of
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“ \Vhatl” screamed P’izen Pete, “ yer don’t
mean ter tell me thet Dancin’ David ar’ defunct,
do yer? Ohi somebody hold my hat while I
howll Somebody hold me head till I do some
tall weepin’!”

“ Dancin’ Dave killed?” echoed Bow-leg John;
“ et kain’t be true.”

But, true it was; there was no getting around
that fuct.

“ An’ what’s ther wn’st of et,” went on the
mayor, “ ther cuss new sets up an’ tells us thct
he ain’t “'ilbur et all.”

“ Ther dick-ms he dote W'ull, jest let me hev
a peep at him,” cried l’ete, “ un’ l’ll soon settle
that p’iiit fer ye."

“Same here!” shouted John. “Let me look
inter his eye oncct, un’ I’ll proclaim ther truth
of ther case to yer.”

“ Oh! we has not him dead ter rights, no
doubt erbont that part of et,” said One-ear Bob.

“ Yes, but we wants ter see him anyhow,”
persi~ted Pete.

“ Yer but we does!” shouted John.

“ \Xe’ll try a few shots at his kerkiss, an’
see—

“ No yer don’t, boye's, none 0’ thet,” the
mayor interrupted. “ We is savin’ him over fer
a grand old necktie party tor-night. Yer
mustn’t go fv-r ter sp’ile ther fun, or ther boyecs
wull howl for gore.”

“ .i’» it yer life we wnlll” chimed in the crowd.

“ 0 l, well, cf thct nire ar’ ther programme,”
aim ml Pete, we don’t do nothin’ ter upset yer
plans. But, let us hev a look at ther cuss.”

“ Yes, but yer won’t git mad an’ shoot?”

“ No, no, honor bright we won’t.”

As if such a thing as honor were known to
any «'f them! '

“ Wlell, then, we’ll let ye see him,” the mayor
agrnn‘: . ‘

“ Are he so’s he can’t give ye ther slip?” in-
quire l Bowen-g.

“ Yer kin gamble high on that," assured One-
ear Bob. “ Ei' he can ontie his two hands from
nhiud his back, an’ chaw oil' a big chain thet
airc locked around his two feet, an’ fastened to
ther lititlmrl log of ther cabin, then he kin git
out.”

“ Ef thet aire ar’ ther case, he’s goin’ ter stay
thar. Whoop-eel but we’ll been hand at ther
hangin’; boy, John? An’ We’ll make old Rome
howl, you bet we wull. Et wull be a send-off
sich as he don’t desarVe, an’ that I’m sayin’ with
a full head 0' steam on.”

There was a great deal more of such brag and
boast, as they made their way to the cabin where
Deadwood Dick was imprisoned, and when they
came there the two follows were alloWed to look
in at the prisoner, as has been shown.

After they went h ck to the Bummers’ Re—
treat, they began from that hour to get them-
selves in proper trim for the coming event, and
when. later on, they all set out for the tempo-
rary jail, they were well primed for any hellish
wprl; that might suggest itself to their blunted
llllii( s.

But, when they opéned the jail, and found
that the prisoner Was gone— Well, there arose
a maddened how i, as we have already described
it, such, perhaps, as Honeysuckle had never
heard before. _

From that time till Deadwood Dick and his
fair guide disappeared from the plateau, the
movements of the maddened crowd have been
chronicled.

Among the first to reach the plateau were
Kerddon, One ear Bob, Pizen Pete and Bow-leg,r
John, and as they flashed their torches around
and found that the plateau was deserted, they
howled once more,

' There was, by the way, no other means of got-
ting to or leaving the plateau, besides that by
which they had come.

“ Whar in blazes be they ?" cried the mayor.

“ Who was ther woman?” demanded Bow-

v et up,” declared One-ear Bob. “ Et
must been her as helped him.cnt.”

" Of course ct war,” agreed Pete. “ But, whar
be they now?"

“ Jest like we told yer,” reminded the mayor,
“ther is a secret way out 0’ this pocket thet
only that cuss knows.”

“ Et looks like et.” I

Diet is fer us ter find etl” ‘
\ SO Cried Bow-leg John.

“ Which as me airs easier said than done,” the
ms. or answered.

“ Ve hev looked already,” One-ear further
explained, “an’ at ar’ no use. Et ksin’t be
found. -They in jest gone, an’ thet aire ar’ ther
last of ’em.” '

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ther trail,” whined

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“But, et ain’t,” reminded the mayor. “Et
ar’ roek, ez clean an’ bard ez flint. Not a mark
ter be seen on ct.”

They spent an hour there, searching over
every inch of that plateau. and tr) ing the sound
of the rocky wall in every direction, but the se-
cret they did not discover.

They were bullied, and knew it, and during
that whole hour tin-y made the air have a ten-
dency toward blueness and sulphur with their
mad cursings. ’

But, they were obliged to give it up at last,
and made their way back to the Bummers’Re—
treat, very much chugrined.

There were worse things in store for them
than that disappointment, however, had they
but known it.

And now to return to the fugitives.

Deadwood Dick followed his guide without
question.

He knew there was nothing to fear in the
way of treachery. He could not have been
safer in the care of his own mother, so far as
this woman’s, or niaiden’s, intention was con-
corned.

She believed him to be her brother, as now
he knew, and her outburst of affection at their
first nieetin had shown what her love for her
brother had eeu.

No, he had nothing to fear for the present,

but what would it be when he came to break

the terrible truth to her?

She led him for a considerable distance over
the hard, rocky floor, but at length she began to
move slower, as though using more Caution for
Some reason.

At length she came to a sudden stop, and
held him back.

“Stop! for your life!”

So she exclaimed as she held his hand in’a.
firm grip.

“ Stop it is,” responded Dick. “ What is the
danger? Can you see in the dark as well asln
the llziit?” ‘ ,

“ YOu know that I cannot, surely. But, do
you not remember this placo yell I am at the
rope, and another step would mean death to us
both.”

“ It is all new to me,” Dick had to admit. “ I
am like a babe in your true, almost, here,” he
remarked. '

“ W‘cli, here at our feet is a dtep rift in the
rock floor, with a ledge only about a foot wide
around it,” the fair guide explained. “ You
yourself put the rope up, so that no accident
could happen. Don’t you remember?”

“ It is all new to me," Dick declared.

“ And that rope runs on around, drawn close
to the wall, to serve as a guide  making the
dangerous passage.” .

“ A good idea, deeidedly,” Dick approved.

“ And still you do not remember the place.”

“It is as though I had never been here."

“ Strange. But come, pam your right am
over the rope, and we Will go on.”

“ All right; it is done.” ‘

“ You have got a good hold?”

“ Yes; if the rope is secure, I am.”

“ You can trust thetrope. New, c e on
keeping 'as close to the wall as you can. I will
go ahead.”

“ Look out for yourself,” said Dick, “and
have no fear for n 9.”

His guide started, and Dick followed after.

For a hundred feet or more they progreSSed,
when the end of the 'ope was reached.

“ We ampere no ,” the guide announced, as
she let goand stepped away. .

“ A re we past the cha sin?” Dick asked.

“Yes, by a dozen feet, or more. Now, give
me your hand again, and I will lead you home.”

“ There ought to be handy means, for making
alight, in a hole like this,” Dick remarked, as
they went along. ,

“We have torches just ahead here,” the girl
answered. “I took one with me, when I went
tx other way, but it was such a poor one that I
t ew it into the rift as won as I reached the
other end of it. You see, I was counting on the
one you had taken with you. But we came in
in such huste, and as '09 did not remember
anything, I did not thin 1t ,worth while to ask
you about it." ' . ‘ ’

“And you were quite right, too,” responded
Dick. “ I never held'a torch in this place in my
life, that I am aware of!” '

“Strange, strange, and your voice, too, it— ,
But you have suffered. and are perhaps worse
hurt than you think. We must hasten.”

They pushed along until presently they arrival
at a point where the fair conductress made an.
other stop. ,'

“ Hero is a torch,” she said; “ now we shall be
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In a few moments the flicker of a match was
seen, and soon after the torch began to g1ve out
its brighter 1i ht.

Deadwood ick welcomed the light, for he
wanted to See the face of his unkn0wn friend.

When he did see it he gave a start of surprise.

It was about as fair at face as he had ever
looked upon. The owner was not a day over
eighteen, her features were regular, her skin
tinted like peach, and her eyes Were large, black
and bright.

Dick was able to note this much while she was
blowing the torch to make it burn more freely,
and as soon as she had got the pine fairly ablaze
she held 1t up and returned the compliment.

She looked steadilyin Dick’s face for fully half
a minute, studying him well, and at the end of
that time she grew pale and staggered back
against the wall of the cavern, gasping:

“ Good heavens! you are not my brother,
though you are clad in his clothes. l know you
are not be. What does this mean? Speak!”

Deadwood Dick saw that the truth was known
to her. '

The time for explanation was come.

CHAPTER XI.
A PLEDGE or nonon.

FOR a moment Dick dill not speak; he was
trying to think how best to break the news.

“ Speak!” came again the imperative com-
mand. “ Why are you silent ’4”

“ I am studying how I ought to make certain
things known to you,” Dick replied, medita-
tivel .

“ on need not stop to study long how to an-
8wer one question, sir. Where is my brother?
Do you know where he is?” ‘

“ Yes, I know where he is,” slowly, solemnly.

“ And where is he? Tell me! oh! tell me, and
break this terrible suspense.”

“,:Will you not wait until we have proceeded
further? Until we have come out of this terrible
place, where we can talk at—” ,

“ No, no!” she interrupted, “1 will not wait
one minute. Telhme instantly, sir, where is my
brother?“

. “3',Well, if you will know the truth now, he
15-—

“ Not dead! Oh! do not tell me that!”

“ God help you, he is dead 1”

With a wild, piercing scream, the girl threw
up her arms and fell backward, and only for
the ready hands of Dick, would have struck
with force on the rocky floor.

“ Poor child 1” Dick muttered, “it is a sad
blow for her, no doubt.”

He laid her gently down, and then gifted up
the torch that had dropped out of her - nd.

For a moment- he stood idle, reflecting what he
should do now, looking Well around in the dis-
m‘al cavern in which they were.

In one direction was t a way over which they
had just come, and in the other lay the course
they had been making, while on both sides and
overhead were only t 9 hard, bare racks.

“This must come out somewhere,” Dick "medi-
tuted; “ so I’ll pick her u while she is uncon-
sciou and carry her. If can get her out of
this dismal place before she comes to, so much
the better.”

Sticking the torch fora moment into a crevice,
he lifted the girl in his arms, and then recover-
ing the light, started on up the unknown and
unending tunnel-like cavern, knowing not what
might lie ahead.

0 traveled a cpnsiderable distance in this
manner, and at last felt a. warmer current of air
strike his face.

“ I am coming out somewhere," he dwided.
“The air outside is naturally warm to What it
is in here.”

And his reasoning proved true.
out under the starry vault.

Here he stopped to listen and look around, be-
fore going further, for he had no appetite for
further danger just now; but,’ not a sound yas
to be heard. The place was as silent as the cav-
ern from which he had just emerged. On all
sides were the black outlines of hills. I .

While he stood there, he fancied he saw a faint
light some distance ahead, and looking to make
sure decided that he was not mistaken. But,
would it be policy for him to go to it?

While he hesitated, the girl in his arms sighed,
and he knew she was coming to.

‘ He laid her quickly down, and a. moment later
lbs 0 ed her eyes.

“ here am 1?” she asked, excitedly. '

“ You are with one who will be your good

friend,” Dick answered.

“ One who will be my good friend? Are you

not- Oh! you told me he is dead!” and she was
' upon her feet in an instant.

 

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“Yes, I told you he is dead,” Dick affirmed,
sadly.

“ But, you lied to me, then! You said you
were my brother!”

“ I did that to keep back the cruel truth for a
time,” Dick explained. “ Nor was it altogether
a falsehood, for with the words I vowed to my»
self that I would be a brother to you, through
thick and thin, and avenge for you Henry Wil-
burt’s death.”

“ But. you have on his clothes!
How (lid he the!
messages today ?”

“ No, it was not be, but I. He was drowned
in the storm last night. But, let- mo assist you
to your home, or place of shelter, and there I
will tell you everything. I owe my life to you,
and you may not fear to trust me as implicitly
as you would trust your own brother.”

“ Who are you i”

\ “ My name is Dick Bristol.”

“ I neVer heard of you, sir, and yet how much
like my poor brother you look.”

“ And it was that rewmblance which came
near costing me my life, and only for you, un-
doubtedly would. But, again l -t me assure you
that I am your friend, and that if it is in In
power to fill in any measure a brother’s place,
stand ready to fill it.”

The poor girl burst into a flood of tears, as the
full force of her grr‘at loss came upon her, and
she i'eaiized her helpless condition.

Dick stood patiently by, waiting for her grief
to Spend its force.

“ But, you deceived me,” she still insisted,
when she spoke next. “ Sec how—how you al-
lowed nw to greet you, and—”

“ Stop,” s id Dick, gently.
you refer. t was not my fault, it was so sud-
den. But, if you remember, I made no like re-
t ru..(Y0u mistook me for another, which I of

, , so knew.” 3”

' " But why did you use such deception at all?
Why did you allow me to think that you were
Henry when you knew he was dead! You have
only added to the severily of the awful news
you have brought me.” ‘ i ‘ ' "

“My life was at stake,” Dick offered in ex-
cuse, “and [saw no other plan. It seemed to
me that the band of Providence was in italuwst.
I would do the same thing again, under like cir-
cumstances. But once more let me impress upon
you that I now am ready to prove to you all that
I have pledged.”

" You mean that, honestly ?"

“ Indeed I do.”

“Are you willing to swear, on your honor,
that you will take my brother’s place, so far as
you, a stranger, can, and carry out a righteous
warfare that he and I have begun against our
enemies?”

“Is justice on your side in the matter? Are
your enemies those human devils at Honey-
sucklc?”

“Yes, yes.”

“ Then on my honor I do so swear.”

b The girl stepped forward and gave him her

and. ,

“ I trust you,” she said, simply. “ If you
betray my trust, may God deal WltL you accord-
ing to your deserts.’

“So be it!” responded Dick, and their hands
met fora moment in a. firm clasp.

The girl had now fully recovered from her
faint, and taking the torch from Dick, she said:

“ Follow me, and I will lead you to my tem-
porar shelter.” ' ,

“ V ill not our light be seen?” Dick questioned.
“It is not likeiv to be. It is next to impoSsi-
blc. for anyone to get into the place. At any i
rate, it is so difficult that no one would he likely

to trfv it.”

“ low is that?”

“ You see it is hemmed in all around by high
walls. On the side where the trail is that leads
to Honeysuckle, is a steep descent into a deep
gulch. Around the other’sides it is but little
better." '

“Then how came you to discover the spot,
and locate here?"

“ My poor brolher discovered the secret way
into the pocket from Honeysuckle, and from
this side found another way out, a way that he
would never have attempted to Come up from
the other side, not knowing such a place lay
here to welcome him. But, now the other way
is possible, since he made it so.”

“ I understand. Your brother, then, was the
discoverer of the diggings at Honeysuckle?”

“ No, but our father was. I will tell you all
about that later, though, when we come to our
destination.”

“ All right, I will wait.”

“,But, first, you must tell me your story.”

How is that?
lVas it not he that sent me the

“I know to what

 

“ And I am quite willing to do that.”

As they went on, Dick saw that he was being
led toward the faint light he had seen after they
had emerged from the cavern, and when, finally,
they came to it, it was found to be within a.
small cavern that opened out into the pocket.
It was the flame of a candle, standing on a rude,
home-made table, and gave out light enough to
illume the place so that Dick could survey it as
SOon as he stepped within.

In one corner hung a curtain, that a correct
guess led him to decide shut off the sleeping-
place of the fair J acquetta. There were some
boxes, a home—made chair or two, a camp stove
and some cooking utensils. and a chest.

That about summed up the entire fittirgs of
the temporary abode. K .

“ You left your light burning,” Dick ob‘
served.

“ Yes, 1 left that for Old Baldy, when he re
turns.”

Dick had forgotten the eagle for the moment,
and now noted that the bird was not there.

“ And where is he?" he inquired.

“ I sent him over to a point on the railroad,
where we have friends, and from where we were
looking for a party to come to our help very
soon. I told them of your danger, supposing
you to be poor Henry, you know, and urged
them to hasten.” ’

“I see, I see. That bird is a noble creature,
and quite a marvel among the lowls of the air.
It is a wonder he has not l’wcn killed. lie is
called the Humming-bird of Honeysuckle, over
at the town.”

“ Yes, so they have named him. He seems to
bear a charmed life. He has been fired at—
well, I was on the point of saying a thousand
times. He has neVer been hit, though, except
once, when a feather was knocked out of one
wing. You see he was always generally further
off than those who shot at him calcunated on
when they fire( .”

“ Yes, being so big, his appearance in the air

is deceiving.”
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storm, I was riding through a gulch some miles
from here. Somebody shot me, giving me the
painful wound my head now hears. I knew
nothing of it then, however. When [came to,
I was lying on the trail, robbed, and very weak
and dizzy, and a flood of water was sweeping
past me. I realized what had happened, but
snon fainted. When next I came to‘ it was day-
light, and the un was looking in open me. The
flood had all gone, and the gulch was about as
it had been before. I got up and looked around
me, and found that my clothes were cut up so
that they Were hardly fit to cover a tramp. But
they were all I had, and 1 was about to set. out
for some place, the nearest I could find, when I
made a discovery. In the bottom  the gulch

lay the body of a man.”

“And that man was-—” But the fair girl
burst again into tears.

“ You guess the truth,” said Dick. “ It was
your brother.”

 

CHAPTER XII.
JACQUETTA’S STORY.

Dsaowoon DICK waited.

He reSpected the bereaved one’s

Nor did he proceed until she had
and told him to go on.

” Well,” he resumed, “ I went down to where
the body lay, and examined it. The idea came
to me that here I could get a change (if clothes—
Yes. it no doubt sounds revoltin to you, but I
knew not the man, and my con ition was das-
perate. I took his garments and put them on,
throwing mine away, or rather cramming thorn
into a crevice in the rocks.” _

“And was there a mark on the dead man’s
arm?” the girl asked.

“ The letters H. W. were on his arm,”

“ Alas! my last hope. It was indeed Henry!”

“ There can‘be no doubt about that. Well, I
buried the poor fellow there in the gulch, and
then resumed my journey on foot. I was weak
and hungry, and my wound was sore, but I had
to press on, for it meant death to remain there.
Finally I came to a place Where I found a.
notice warning all men to keep away from the
town of Honeysuckle, and the‘spirit of advenr
tore rose up in me at once and I set out Without
any delay for that town.

“ On the way, your eagle appeared, and
swooped down a ‘ a me. I tried to shunt it, but
the revolver I  only snappod. Then the ..

down and ahghted on my head.”
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“ And now," Dick asked, as he finally con~
eluded his narration, “do you blame me, Miss
Wilburt, for the coul'Se I adopted?”

“ I do not,” was the free, full answer. “ In
fact, I do not see how you could Well have taken
any other. It was the only thing you could do.
I knew that the handwriting of the notes you
sent was not like Henryis, but I considered that
they were written under difficulties. Many
things made me ,suspicious, but I found a ready
exp-use for everything. Lovo is full of such
excuses, you know, when eVery hope hangs as
by a. hair.”

“ Yes, I knou'.
stool it all then.
if you are ready."

“ I am ready, and certainly willing, to tell
you all.”

“ Then please go ahead.”

“ I wi My name, as you know, is Jacquetta
My mother die-Jeome years ago. My
father was a miner, and an honest man, though
poor. My brother was all that is good and noble,
and he and I were like one.”

Her v01ce failed, and she wept afresh.

“ It was our father who discovered the rich
diggith at Honeysuckle,” she soon resumed.
“ He brought a. pocketful of the nuggets to
Prescott, where our home was, and turned them
into money. lie told no one where his find was,
but me and Henry. Ho laid in a store of provi-
sions, tools, and so on, and one night we three
set out for the new find, where We intended to
hide ourselves until we had amassed a fortune
for us all.

“ we used all possible secrecy, but it was evi-
dent afterward that we Were followed. And
that, too, by a man who had Seen father dis-
play his gold at the glam where he exchanged
t. His name was obin Kerdoon, and he is
no’w mayor of the town, and the ringleader of
the band of cut-throats that dwell there.”

“ I have seen the fellow.”

“ Well, we came to the valley, got our things
all moved in, and father and my brother started
to build the log-cabin in which you was impris-
oned._ They had it only about half done, \\ hen
one night about a dozen men came- own upon
us, and all three of us had to d . ; ,. our lives.
At flmtwe beat the fiends fl.” "Q ,,ather had
received a bad .‘wound in tlie‘ "
fight, and Henry decided that
awa while we could. '
“ e had before this discovered the wonderful
secret way out of the pocket, and hastily getting
what gold had been mined, and some provisions,
we left the pocket by that way, bringing father
With us. We came here to this cavern, and
here, next morning, our poor father dial. But
before he passed away he pledged Henry to the
oath that.he would drivo out the thieves and re-
claim his/rights.

“ Henry and I both promised to do that, and
from that how began to lay our plans. That
was some months ago. We went away, and
about a month ago returned here to begin our
warfare against the town. Henry went into
the town, and warned Kerdoon and his followers
that in one month they must be out of the valley
or suffer the consequences if they refused. They
laughed at him and ordered him away, warning
him not to appear there again,

“ But he did appear again, and several tithes
for, knowing the secret way, he felt that he
could escape them at any time. And finally he
was warned that he would be shot down at sight
if he did not keep out of town. I wanted him to
keep away, offer that, but he was headstrong
and would go, and went. ” ey tried to c ipture
mm, but no cscalll‘d by the secret passage, though
he had a hard run and close call that time, for
they were right at his heels.

“After that I  not i\ ant hinl to go any
more, but he insisted that he could get away as
easily again, and went. ,Poor Henry, it was
fatal. That was the last time I ever saw him,
and it was his last v1s1t. Erom the story you
have told, it seems that he killed a man while,

I understand it all, I under-y
And now for your own story,

 
   
  
 

I " : tter get

‘ trying to get away, or so I look at it, anyhOW,

and failin to escape. be was in danger of being
hanged. e was locked up, but the flood freed
him, only to claim his life in the end. Tour
anry. poor Henry l” '
‘Tbatseems to be about it,” agreed Dick.
6 cannot. get at the particulars, all of
‘1 till we can force theatory'out of some of
there rascals at the muzzle-bf a revolver. But,
m0. What was your planll How
W35. he going to oust the nun-pew from his
groundr’ ' ‘

.6‘It

H

seems cruel, but tho/plan in the only

one in could think of, and it is one that certainly ‘ ‘

minim success, it carried out. have told

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be out of the pocket at the end of 'one nioilth.
In a day or two that month will be up. Then,
were they not our it was my brother’s intention
to station himself on the high point yonder,”
pointing out at the towering peak of one of the
rocky walls, “and from there to throw hand-
bombs into the town until he had demolished
evi-ry biiildingoin it.”

“ Excellent!” cried Dick. “Just what they
deserve. lint, WLEI‘C would he get the bombs?”
Have you got them here?”

“ They have been Sl‘llb for, and e no doubt
on tho way. When Old Baldy retu us we shall
no doubt have word of them.”

At that moment Something stirred the air,
Causing the candle to flutter, and a dark ()l-jeot
dropped softly down before the mouth of the
cavern.

Deadwood Dick was upon his feet at the in-
stant, with revolvers drawn, but he saw at once
what it was, as the tame eagle walked proudly
into the place and stopped in front of Jacquetta.

“ The mention of his name brought him,”
Dick observed.

“ So it Would seem,” responded the girl. “ I
will see what word he has brought from our
friends.”

She quickly took a note that was attached to
the bird’s neck, and spreading it out, read it first
to herself, and then aloud.

It was as follows:

. “ DEAR JA('Qiii:'rTA:—Sorry to hear that chryis
iii trouble. \\ e set out immediately to come toyour
help. We. bring the supply of death-dealers with us.
Now the mine will soon be restored to you; that I
can safely iromiee. We are three in number. and
we will ma 'e it interesting for the rascals. Keep
up your courage. We know the trail to LonePine
Fork. but there you will bare to meet us. Unless
you do, it is not likely that we can find you. _

“ Faithfully, DICK PRINCETON.”

“ You will See by that,” the girl remarked, as
ihe stopped, “ that he is bringing the supply of

om is.’

“ And who is this Dick Princeton?” Deadwood
Dick inquired. ‘

A lllush that mounted suddenly to the pale
ggiceks told'fie tale.

“He—he is a friend of my brother’s and—
mine.”

f “ I understand,” said Dick, without hesita-
'lOD.

“ And our first business,” the girl went on, “ is
to meet these friends and conduct them to this
place."

“ Exactly. Do on know where this men-
tioned Lone Pine ork is?”

“Yes, it is the place where you saw Robin
Kerdoon’s notice posted on the tree. We will
set out for there about noon to—morrow.”

“ Very well; it shall be as you suggest. But,
as I have some interest in this town, outSide of
your case, no attack must be made Upon it until
I have paid it a visit. The men who shot and
robbed me are there, and I must square accounts
with them.”

“ The whole affair shall be under your charge,
Mr. Bristol, for I know that you are fully capa-
ble of bringing it to a right issue.”

“ I have the conceit to think that I am, any-
how,” Dick declared. “ And they will find that
Deadwood Dick is—”

“ What! You Deadwood Dick 1”

“Yes, since I have let it slip, I am he.
you heard of me?”

“ My brother knew of you, and more than
once I heard him wishing that he only had your
help!” ‘

“ Well, I am the man, and what I am able \to
do shall be done heartily for you and your cause.
No doubt we shall be able to drive the rascals
out ’of the pocket and restore your rights to
you.

Further talk was had, but it need not all be
set forth.

After a time the eagle was fed, when it retired
to roOst on a stick near the entrance to the cav-
em. as though on guard. Then the young girl
bade Dick good-night and went to her bed be-
hind the curtain. while Dick stretched out on
another bunk that had belonged to the dead
brother.

_ For a long time Dick heard the poor girl weep-
lDf-I. but finally all was still, and the next he
knew it was morning and the sun was looking in.

6 89mm; up, without any noise, and listened.

Hearing the regular breathing of the girl
whose guest he was, and knmving that she was
all right, he took up his hat and went out of the
cavern and turned his steps in the direction of
the peak to which she had pointed in the even-

Have

in .
gearing something followin him, he looked,
to discover that it was the eag 6.

Dick allowed it to come, but he walked too

—fast for the bird, and presently it rOse and was

soon high in the air, where it hovered over him
as he proceeded.

There was no trail to follow, but. picking his
way as well as he could, Dick soon had the satis-
faction of reaching the top, when, spread out
below him, about a long stone-throw out, hesaw
the town of Honeysuckle.

It was active with the awakening life of an-
other day, and most of the citizens he could see
were either going to or coming from the Bum-
mers’ Retreat.

“ Enjoy yourselves while you may,” Dick mut.
tered, grimly. “You will soon have cause to
know that the threat or poor Henry Wilburt
was not idle.”

When he had spent a little time there, he re-
turned to the cavern, there to find that Jacquet—
ta had just made her morning toilet, and was
looking anxiously for his return.

lly the light of day Dick was fairly charmed
with the sweet, pensive beauty of the maiden,
and the forenoon passed in her company was
certainly pleasant.

At noon, or a little later, they set out for the
meeting-place. __
CHAPTER XIII: ,

THE BALL BEGlNS 'ro noLL.

IT was about Iilid-afternoon. u hen three horse.
men drew rein under a big pine.

Besides their horses, they had a mule that
was burdened with a pack that was half as Lig
as himself.

The foremost of the three was a handsome
young man of twenty-eight, at a hasty guess.
The other two were older, and looked like vet-
erans of the mountains and the plains. '

“ Not here," spoke the younger man, as they
came to a halt. '

“Yes, but we are here,” came a sweet, girlish
voice, from a little distance away.

Looking in that direction, the three saw a
young woman running toward them, a man foi—
lowmg after her. ,

Those were Jquuetta W'ilburf and Deadw
Diekaland thv \ tlmrs were the persons they
a  to meet. i,
‘ng man, who was Richard Price
from his horse and ran to meet "
x ,"and when they met they embrac‘

‘ the young man turned to Dick, exclaim-

in :

‘5‘ Hello, Hen! Glad to See you out of your—"

But he'stopped, as there was no responsxve
light of recognition in Deadwood Dicks eyes,
and looked to J acquelta for some explanation.

“ This gentleman is not poor Henry,” she said,
with lips aquiver. “ Henry is dead. This
18-—

“ Dead!” cried Dick Princeton.

“ Yes, dead,” was the sad assurance. “Mr.
Princeton, allow me to introduce you to Mr.
glclllfird Bristol, better known as Deadwood

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“ Deadwood Dick!” the young man cried.
“ Why, I could swear that you are Henry, sir!”

“I am in disguise, as it has come about,”
Dick explained. “But, come,” he added, “let
us get off the trail as soon as we can, so as not
to be seen.”

“ Mr. Bristol is to have full charge of this
matter,” explained J acquettn. “ I will explain
all, later. t us follow his advice, now, and
get off the trail. You will soon know that it is
all right.”

“ l have no doubt about that,” declared
Princeton. “ l have heard of Deadwood Dick,
as :1 man of honor and of dauntless courage. I
am very glad he is here.”

So they turned aside'from the other trails,
and took the direction that would lead them,
finally, to the place where Jacquetta and her
brother had made their mountain retreat.

Explanations were made as they Went along,
and by the time they came to a point. ii here the
animals had to be left. the situation of affairs
was well understood by all. ’

The two men with Princeton, whom we have
not introduced, were two old vets of the West,
just as we surmised they were. But. they were
not so much at home in this rt of Arizona as
they were further south. heir names were
Obadiah Plnmtree and Roderick Juniper.

When they had heard all the articulars of
the case, and had Dick’s explanation of how he
intended to conduct the warfare, they fell right ,
in with his plans, as did Princeton also.

“ Et wull do ’em good,” declared Juniper;
while Plumtree echoed: .

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over into the pocket, to the place where the
cavern home was, was a matter of half a mile.

Dick, Princeton, and Jacquetta, went on,
leaving the two mountaineers to the task of
bringing the mule’s load at their leisure.

It was night, by the time it was all in the
cavern, safe, and the horses and mule had been
finally cared for.

There was :1 large quantity of the hand-bombs,
7. nd enough provisions to last the party two

\l".'1}l(3, if iiccessui'y. And the Work being done,
it i<tol took the affair in Hand and laid his
plans, making sure that everything was under-
stood.

And when he had done, everything was under-
stood perfectly.

“ New,” said Dick, “ for my disguise.”

“ Yer kin tzike ycr pick 0’ my duds,” offered
l’lu:"ree.

" .\ii’ ther same 0’ mine," chimed in Juniper.

" And that is about my only chance, I guess,
Since the stock is limited,” observed Dick.

" Hull on,” cried Jucquetta; “some of
father’s clothes are in the chest here. I will
get them out and you can take what you want
u." them.”

S.) she did, and finally, out of all that was
offered, Deadwood Dick selected enough to
transform his appearance wonderfully.

Going outside, he donned the new costume,
nn'l when he came back into the cavern, all ad-
mitted that the change was wonderful.

“ Yes; and all that is needed now,” Dick said,
“ is to change the appearance of my face a little.
'I will ask one of you to cut oil my mustache as
close as you can.”

“ It’s a shame to 8 oil it i” exclaimed Princeton.

“Can't help it,” ick declared; “off it must
C me, now.” _

So it was done, as he directed.

Dick next asked for grease, and taking it, he
rubbed it well on the under side of one of the
lids of the stove, and then smeared the mixture
of grease and smut all over his face," neck and
hands.

His own father could not have recognized
«.Iiizii! He was the Worst-lool»;ing specimen of the
nus “bum” that any of those present had

‘r set eyes upon. ‘ '
., IIyer I he!” he exclaimed, in a high, crack-
.c voice, striking an attitude. “ I am «a ' 1'!

Doyle, ther twin brother ter David Doyle 'nt
war shot, an’ don’t make no mistake. W'hoopl"
“ You will do,” was the general comment.

“ Now I will be off,” Dick said. “ Remember:
watch for my signal day after to-morrow, at
sunrise. You can hear what I shout, from the
peak up there. And have your bombs ready to
throw as I direct.” .

“ It shall be done,” promised Princeton. “ And
you,” he added, “ do take care that you do not
get trapped.”

“ I shall look out for that. Good-night.
Owing to the condition of my paws, I can’t shake
hands with you.”

Dick left the cavern and bent his steps in tho
dirioltion of the secret way that led to Honey-
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“ HyerI he! ther ontamed, four-horned, limber—
j’lnted old rollickin’ old humbug of ther woolli'est
part of ther hull woolly Westl’

So cried a hard- coking stranger, as be bound-
ed into the Bumm Irs’ Retreat.

And then he proceeded to dance a. few steps of
a lively shuflla, aftey which he came to a, sudden
stop, and struck a pose with his left wrist braced
against his hip and his battered but in his right
hand, in a would-be graceful bow.

Every eye was upon him in an instant.

And hard-looking he was, truly.

lie was dirty, his clothes Were ill-fitting, and
he looked like a bad specimen generally.

It was fully half a. minute before he moved or
spoke.

“ Feast yer eyes,” he presently broke out,
“fer at ain’t likely that ye ever sewn ther like
afore, an’ at aire pritty sartain thet yer won’t
never see ther like again. Hyer I am, ther
three-cornered cyclone of ther cloud clime, ther
rugin’ tornader what jest sets up on his hind
legs an’ howls when yer tries to cross him, every
timei”

After that he came out of his attitude, chirped
his hat on his head, danccd a step moreo the
fantastic shuffle, and demanded:

“ Sa-a y, teller galootsl”

, “ Wuli, what hire at?” asked Robin Kerdioon,
who was leaning on the outSide of the bar, while
his bartender was busy on the opposite.

, “Does an of yer know of a to 191’ in these.
“ports name David Doyle. but In gen’ly call-

’ «ed Donein’ Dave for soon?”

b Every man in the room looked at his neigh-
()l‘.

“’Ka’se ef yer do,” the dirty stranger went
right on, without waiting long for a reply,

“ hyer yer see his twin brother Dolly, what '

wants ter git some tidin’s of his present abode
o’ residence.”

” Thar was sich a feller lived liyer,” said Ker-
doon, slowly. '

“And whar is he now?" Dick—we know it
was lie—demanded.

“Ho war luiil away ter keep, a day or two
ago,” the mayor informed.

“ Whutl‘ the stronger screamed, jumping a.
foot high.

“ Ho him dead,” Kcrdooii made plain.

“ Great sneezin’ snaix!” yuupcd the new-
comer. “ What war hisuilin’, mister? Tell me,
for I wont ter know, quick.”

“ It war cold lend.”

“Hungry, Howlin’ Hanncri What! D’yer
mean ter tell me thet Dancin’ Dave ur’deud,
un’ thet his disease war lead? Screuniin’,
Screochin’ S'illy! Jest show me ther imp whzit
gov him ther pill, un’ SH) mo jerk out his back-
bone nn’ whale him tcr death with etl Oh!
this hyer ar’ too much, too much! Wlizii' kin I
go ter weep? Soy, nr’ ct so, an’ no foolin’ with
ther ’feckshuns of a pore twin?”

“Oh, et uire ther truth fast ernough,” us-
snrcd Kerdoon. “Yer kin ask One-cur Bob,
hycr, or any of ther boyees.”

“ Thct’s what ct hire,” Bob assured likewise.

“Biit, who’s ther feller what done ct?‘ 0h!
jestfiot me see him, nii’ef ther liglitnin’ don’t
strike his shanty, then yen kin kick me. But, I
opiiie he’s bceii planted long More. this.”

“ He’d ()l‘ti'r been,” agreed Kcrdoon, “ but et ar’
much to our discredit ter say thet sich ain’t ther
case et all. He guv us ther slip.”

“ Ohl .quss nn’ wuss! But, who war et?
Give :ne his name, an’ ther color of his hair, an’
of I don’t dangle his liver on my lorlgepole
ufore mornin’, somebody kin dangle mine.”

“ Et war a young feller named Hen lVilburr,”
explained Ono-ear Bob. “But, you won’t git
hi.ii, i'o-r no doubt he airo a hundred miles from
hyer by this time, an’ still a—goiu’.” '

“W'ull, ef thct’s thcr case, I opine et’s no
use,” Dick observed; “ but et nr’ hard tcr hev a
twin snatched away from ye like this, an’ right
in ther blOom 0’ health an’ beauty, too. Let’s
weep fer ther departed.” ‘

With that he turned away, and gave out a
wild, mournful wail that causcd all present to
snicker.

“ By ther way,” he cried, suddenly brighten-
ing up and facing around, “did he leave an
personal wealth 1ayin”rouud loose? Ef he di ,
I claim et by right 0’ next 0’ kin, fer I opine ye
can’t git no closer nor what a twin is. Did he
leave any sich? I hev come tr-r stay, anyhow,
an’ if thar’s anything fer me, why jest say so.
What’s yer yuup’i Don’t talk too fast at me,
nor all to cheat.”

He looked around at the crowd then, waiting
for some one tospeuk.

CHAPTER XIV.
. VOTING IN A NEW CITIZEN.

EVERYBODY waited for the mayor.

“You don’t seem ter know our rules hyer,”
that worthy remarked.

“ Mabby I don’t,” the dirty Dolly Doyle ad-
mitted. “What aire them ar’ rules to which
you refer?” I

“ Well, one ar’ to ther ’fect thet no galoot kin
come hyer an’ drop unkcr, onless we, ther cits
of ther town, put at tor vote, un’ decide in his
favor.” '

“ Ther dickins ter doost he can't!” cried Dolly
Doyle. “I’d like ter know what is oin’ter
hinder me from roostin’ hyer ez long oz please.
This hyer ground huint drifted out of ther
United States, hev ct?”

“Not to my knowledge at ain’t,” answered
Kerdoon, “ but the United States ain’t got no
finger in this hyer pie. We runs our tqwn to
suit ourselves, an’ We don’t take no advice from
strangers, nohOW. Thur ye hev et.flat from
ther flipper, an’ of ye don’t like it. do ther next
thing.”

“ west Susan J anei” cried Dolly, as he stuck
his thumbs under his belt and glared around,
“ this hyer ar’ ther newest thing I ever see yet.
So them sr’ your rules an’reg lashuns hyer,
be they? Wull, the ar’ good. Opine, of they
would only work, w ich in this byer case they
won’t. An’ now jest pick yer ears an’ hearken
tor mine. I gen’ly come when I please, go when ,
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hev got ary galoot hyer what kin put me out,
let’s see him.” .

“Hyer he ar’,”and One-ear Bob stepped to
the fore.

Dolly Doyle looked at him critically.

“ You?" be interrogated, disdainfully.

“ Yns, inc," retorted Onecur, “an’ ef yer
don’t bclievo ct, ketch on.”

. “Really, I don’t want ter hurt ye, sonny,”
Dolly parlcyed.

“Hurt me! Wiill, I reckon not. Et would
take just twelve an’ a half like you tor do thet.”

“Ef you’ll be responsible for ther Conseken-
ses,” Dolly still hesitated, “ 1’” see what ye kin
do. I warn ye thet I’m a. terror wi’ bells on
n hen i get sot n-goin’, though.” i

“1i:th \ie hum H‘l‘ll terrors before ter-day,”
cried Bob. “ Jest take thet fer a starter, an’
come for me.” i

As he said that, he reached out to slap" the
stranger in the face, but it did not work accord-
in to his programme.

nstend, Dolly ducked and gave Mr. Jolly a.
gentle poke in the brood-basket.

There was a bowl then.

One-ear wheeled around and made a charge
upon the greasy-looking stronger, as though he
intended to catch hold of him and fling him over
the mountains.

But again he was disappointed, for Dolly was
not there when he thought he had him. Instead,
that Spry individual caught him by the shoul-
ders, behind, and began to apply his boot to him
with Vigor.

“ One!” he cried, giving him a lifter. “ Two!”
with another that made him utter a grunt.
“ Three l” and he was elevated once more, as
though by steam-pow er. “Four!” and another
groan was brought out of him. “ And another,
jest for luck 1” and with that one Dick let go of
him and sent him sprawling on top of a table.

“ What d’ye think erbout ct now,'sonny?” he
demanded. “ Ef thur’s any one what owes you a.
good kickin’, yer kin send him a receipt in full
ziii’ tell him thet ther debt to" paid right up ter
date, with interest. Et‘ ye want more, jest come
fer”me ag’ili‘kth’mWW'lnuod for
o ' ".'»-..‘y 1. ca ' '

Mr. Jolly had by this time floundered from
the table. 
He was '6’ towering rage, and his face was
, tted w' purple clots of, his boiling-over
c oler. ‘ 4

“ What in blazes d’yer mean by thet?” he
screamed. “How did you know thet anybody
owed me a kickin’? How did you l’arn—”

“ Hold on ther, my wild-eyed gazelle l” Dolly
cried, interrupting, and he whipped out a re-
volver, “ two kin play at thet aire game. Don’t
you draw thet sire pop on me, fer' ef yer do
thar will be a loo hole in yer hull afore ye kin
wink. Better too yer hand of! 0’: thar, so’s yer
life won’t be in sich danger.” -

There was no way out of it, so Mr. J oily had
tocom 1y.

As or the crowd, they looked .on in amaze-
ment. They had never seen the like of this be-
fore. And with the acknowledged best man in
town, too. . ' .
“ a-ay 1” Bob demanded again, “ how did yer
know thet anybody owed me a kickin’? Come,
chir yer answer, quick 1” _

“ Don’t crowd ther pil rims,” Dolly advised.
“ I can’t answer any quic er than soon, nohow.
Ef I hev hit upon a fact in my remarks, why so
much ther better fer me. Did somebody owe
ye a bootin’ really?”

“None of yer durn business, that’s yer an-
swer. But, come, I kin lick you in a fair tight,
an’nl know et. ‘ Put up yer bones, and I’ll go fer

e.

“ Anything ter be obligin’” res onded Doll .
“ Up they :11", but I warn ye thett ey ar’ ha ,”
ez iron, when ye run ag’in km.”

“ 0h, shut up, and look out fer yer'eye.”

“ My eye is peeled, so come on.’

One-ear Bob made a jump, a lunge, and a

mow, expecting to end the matter at once, but
he made a mistake again.
. ,It was Deadwood Dick that he was “ bucking"
dgainst, had be but known it, but he didn’t, and
was probably too enraged now to have cared,
anyhow.

When he got there his op mm; was gone. He
had stepped nimbly aside, a d the force of One-
ear’s blow carried him ri ht on by, when Dick
gave him another gentle, loll 3| 6 remmder that
he was around.

« With a bowl the whim 1r Whipped out a
revolver, but again-he was balked. he stran-

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twitch of this hyer off finger o’ mine, an’ away
ye goes.”

It was of no use, so the bullwhacker had to
sh0ve the weapon hack into his belt again, with
as good grace as possible.

‘ Yes, but yer is a coward l” he yelled. “ Yer
won’t stand up an’ take yer dOse like a nun.
Yer dodges, yer lioes, au’ thet ain’t iightin’.”

“ Yer wants me tcr stand, then, do yer 2”
queried Dick.

“ In course I does.”

“Well, I’ll stand.”

“Thet aire ar’ all I asks. Ef you don’t lay
afore ye ar’ one-half a ininnit older, then—”

“ Then yo wnll luy yerself, ch!” brokein Dick.
“All right, me charmin’ cherub, we’ll 'hev it jest
ez you desire. Come on, now, an’ hit me one
right on ther snoot.”

“ Ef I do, et will sp‘ile ther beauty of yer mug,
ef ye hev got any beauty, which nobody kin sw’ar
to, fer dirt.”

‘ Et will be my funeral, of yer do.”

“ You bet et wulll” "

Mr. Jolly put up his fists again, and made
ready for another bold. rush.

He span-ed at the air for a moment, as if to
terrorize his opponent, and then at him he went
with a rush.

The dirty and greas Dolly stood his ground
like a rock, as he had een requested to do, and
this time he was found there, hard and fast,

One-ear Bob’s arms were brushed aside with
the utmost ease, apparently and in fact, and
then there was a. “ smack ” that Was louder than
a schoolboy’s first kiss, and away Mr. Jolly went,
end over end.

“ I never saw ther like!” ejaculated Mayor
Knrdoon.

“ Et do beat the dizzy Dutch!” exolaimed Bow-
leg John.

‘ Wonderful ter behold i” cried P’izen Pete.
Said one man: '

“ Ef thet aire ar’ a sample, mister, I don’t

wsnt': yard off ther piece, not by or durn sight
on .

_ .“ Right hyer et ar',” cried Dolly, with a. flour—
ish of his arms. “Anybody want a simple of
ther article? Et ar’ right on tap, an’ flowin’
like water. Step right up, thirsty pilgrims, an’
take all you want. I want ter make one job of
etwhile ther mill is runnin’.”

But nobody seemed to care for any, after what
they had_seen already. .

By this time Mr. Jolly was gettin himself
out of tangle in the corner where be ad been
dropped, and got upon his feet with a decidedly
shoe ish air.

“ or at a batterin’-rami”
bing his head.

This raised a laugh all round, and the dirty
stran er’s stock began to go up with a run.

“ ur et a batterinhram?” One-ear questioned

he questioned rub-

again “or wur et a lokymot what kem inter
kerlislon wi’mel Et knocked iYne silly, an’ I own
up ter at.”

“ This hyer ar’ ther article 0’ warfare what
done-ther job,” declared Dolly, as he displayed
his right 6st. “ Efye want ter tr et ag’in, why
jest come up to ther mark an’ wa e in.” 

“ No, I thank yer,” said the bruiser bull.
whacker, “ I respeckfully decline, this time. I
know when I hev'hed enough ofa. good thing.
Too mughlof et might tiprnhme stummick. Say,
mister, r you remar t at on ar’ 9. twin
ther late Dancin’ David?” y to

“ Sioh ,wur. ther burdensome
zoo,” responded Dolly.

“ Then, Mayor Kerdoon,”and,0 eoear turned
to the mayor, “I take ther floor 1’ move ther
motion thet we nommynate an’ select this gentle-
man to ther honor 0 full citizenship hyer, in
that place of, ther store-mentioned Dancin’ David,
defunct. What is yer warble?”

“ 'l‘het wull be jest ther cheese, creepers an’
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best thing yer km do, 1700, Beeln’ thet I’m goin’

Stay anyhOW.” _

ch a remark as this did not tickle the mayor
a!!! but having seen the powers of the stranger
maple. ed, he didn’t take it up.

. all, of thet ar’ ther senty mint of ther
‘BBI, so be at," he said. .
. Yet, yes et ar’ all straight,” cried out Dolly
himself. “ second ther motion an’ calls fer

WW. Whatis yersay killer-sinners?”
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‘fiwgfmoitl He’s a cit!"
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ye as one of us. You must uphold ther honor
an’ dignity of ther town, do your part in seein’
that ther law is maintained, un’ treat ther crowd
in honor of yer election."

“Jawin’, Jumpin’ Johanner!" cried the newly
made cit, “thet aire last condition ar’ onpossi-
lilo, ’kLise l’m strapped. But, ef my poor defunct
twin left anything, ter which I am duly entitled
by right 0’ bein’ next 0’ kin, why walk right up
an’ wet your whistles at his expense. Trot out
yer p’izen, Mister Barkceper, iin’ put at on ther
slate to my account, an’ of it never gets settled,
why, jest set at down ter profit an’ loss.”

Fi om that hour till after midnight, there was
a wild jubilee in the Biimniers’ Retreat and
about ever citizen, except the new-comer, who
did not lllt ulge himself, was pretty thoroughly
“ corned.”

And then Deadwood Dick, as “ Dolly Doyle,”
was conducted to the shanty of the late Dancing
David, where he retired.

CHAPTER XV.
DICK RICLAIMS HIS DOLLARS.

NEXT morning Honeysuckle was thrown into
a great excitement.

In several conspicuous places about the town,
were posted notices that made the citizens tear
their hair.

These notices were all alike, and all to the
same purpose, and a copy of one is a copy of all.
They were to the following effect:

“ \VARNING NOTICEl

“To ALL rm: nuansasus, Tmsvas, ounaws AND
wan-nor. or ran rows or aoxsvsnchs,—-
are ling:—

“ You are warned that unless you are out of this

ocket by daylight to-morrow morning, you diel

on have been warned before, with am nth's no-
tice. ]f you do not he d. on your own heads be the
terrible vengeance of the rightful owner of these
(Iiggings Hen Wilbnrt. This is no idle threat.
You w‘l find xthis out to your Sul'l‘OW, if you are
found ere after twenty-four hours. Be warned,
and go! My eye is on you.

“ (Si :neih

. “ TIIE vauno-liino or Iionarsccxua.”

“Durn their Hummin’-Birdl” cried One-ear
Bob. “Jest let me see et, an’ l’ll wing tber
critter.” ”

He looked up to the sky, as he spoke, and
there sailed the eagle, as though watching the
tovyln, and a general howl, was raised at the
sig t.

“ Et ar’ ther doin’s of that airs Hen Wilburtl”
cried the mayor. “ Pity we didn’t string him

, up soon’s we got him.”

"That’s what at ar’,” agreed the others, in
chorus.

Dolly Doyle was on hand, of course, to bowl
with the rest. '

“ Leavo ther diggin’s?” he cried; “ not by er
durn sight!”

“But, what are We going to do?” asked the
mayor, who was really troubled by the notice,
as he had good reason to be. “ Ther’ may be a.

ood deal in ct, yer know. I don’t want no cold
ead in‘mine.”

“What be we goin’ ter do!" cried Dolly.
“Why, we is goin’ ter stay in an’ fight at
out, that’s what; leastways Iain, ef I hev ter
do et all alone. Ain‘t we a hundred strong?”

“ \Ve ar’ when all ther boyees ar' hyer,” an-
swered the mayor, “ but ten or a dozen of ’em
ar’ away."

“Plenty left, plenty left." Dolly assured.
“ Ef we can’t hold ther fort, yer kin sell me for
a look-headed lizard, thet’s all.”

 little more of such talk as that fixed the
oitizeiisin their course, and it was decided to
stay and fight it out. 'Phey believed the could
hold the place against anything short 0 a regi-
ment of soldiers.

Ami. somehow, Dolly Doyle had come to be
tbe'acknowledged head in the matter ofpre-
Earmg the defense. He seemed to have the

neck of a born leader, and the others soon felt
the povver of his views and fell right in With
whatever he proposed. And it need not be
iide that ,he arranged things to suit his own
p ans.

He told every man to get hold of every wea-
pon he could lay his hands on, and to load them
all, and get all the ammunition they could and
have it ready on their persons.‘ Then, when the
time for the jubilee came, they would be ready
to full right in and pepper their assailants. right
and left. And that was what the citizeiis did,
and the rest of the day they went about like
walking Inemli, ‘

No work was done that do , but the citizens
treat, where they
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the more they talked, the stronger became their
determination to hold the pocket against all
comers.

It was about mid-afternoon when aloud re-
port was heard, seemingly down at the eastern
end of the pocket.

The report was louder than that of a rifle,
and in fact was loud enough for a small cannon.

“ \Vhat wur thet?” exclaimed Kerdoon, as he
sprung for the door.

Every man in the saloon followed, save one.

And that one was Dolly Doyle, the new citizen '

of the town.

As Soon as the exodus for the door began, he
slipped behind the bur, and in a flow brief nio-
ments had skillfully “doctorcd” the poisonous
stuff there displayed on the shelves.

This was one point in the plot that was to be
worked, and needs no explaining. It had been
carefully arranged for. A bomb had been
thrown, to draw the attention of the crowd, and
thus give Dick time to do what he had now ac-
complished.

No one discovered him in the act, for the at.
tention of the crowd was in the direction from.
which the sound had eoinc. In a little while,
however, he Was with them, in the front ranks,
and shouting with the loudest. And he was the
most vigorous in his demands to know what it
meant, anyhow.

No explanation being given or guessed, the
crowd returned to the saloon, all wonderin
Wihat the report could have been, or what it im-

ied.

p At a wonderfully early "hour that evening
men began to drop asleep just wherever they
happened to be, and others, many of them,
feeling so decidedly weary, sought their bunks.

“ Wull, I ber durn l” exclaim d the proprietor
of the Bummers’ Retreat, as he looked over his
domain about nine o’clock, “ ef I ever sawn any-
thin like this hyer. The durnest lot 0’ sleepy-
hea thet I ever did see.”

“Iopine you’re right,” agreed Dolly Doyle,
“ an’ hyer’s another what ain’t a big heap bEt‘
ter. I reckon I‘ll trot 011’ ton my roost. Et must
be ther reaction of ther great excitement of
ther day. Good-iii ,ht, mayor.”

“Good-night, Do ly; but don’t fail ter be out
at daybreak.”

“ I‘ll be out, you bet.”

So Dick went off to the cabin of the late Danc-
ing David, but, not to sleep. He would not trust
himself to close his eyes, for he bad business to
attend to.

It was about midnight when he went forth
again. The camp was dark, and every soul in
it was asleep.

“Asleep, clear up to the muzzle,” Dick ob-
serzied, as helooked around the place and list-
ene .

He made his way to the door of the saloon,
and looked in.

The door was Open, but the lights Were out,
and the loud snoring of the men lying around
made a lively discord. , ‘

Dick entered, and going behind the bar, found
a candle and soon had a ight.

And then he looked around over the fallen
braylps. a
“ here will be a surprise in store for you
when morning dawns, my heariies,” he mused.
“But it will he one that you heartily deserve,
for never in my me did I get into a den of worse
cut—throats.” ‘

Putting down the candlaon the bar, he went
from man to man, taking away every firearm
each ossessed, as well as ammunition.

Th s work he continued until he had visited
every man in the camp, secu1ing an the weapons

xcept knivils and flinging them by arnifuls into

a gully at the end of the wicket, a place from

which they could not readily be recovered.
That work done, he left the pocket by the-

~secret way and went back to his friends. to

whom he “reported progress,” and relatcd all
that had taken place in the outlaw stronghold.
Cleaning himself up, and reassuming the
clothes he had defied, tb0s_e he had taken from
the dead man, he was again,  those who had
known Harry Wilburt, very like that person.
The only difference was that now his mustache
was wanting. " .
Then after further talk about the lens of the
morning, he returned to Honeysuc le, Prince-
ton and the two mountaineers 0mg With him.
Dick noticed that the rock cor at the end of
the long cavern worked a little hard, and opened
with a jerky motion, but it closed all right after
the bad seed out into the pocket.
go led s'companions straightto one of the»
abanties, whel‘e
floor, sleeping never more sonndl .

two men lay on a bunk on than

These were Pinon Pete and Boa-leg John, the , i

 

 

   

    
  
   
  
  
 
 
      

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two men who had shot him down and robbed
him a few days before.

Dick had already visited their shanty, and had
recovered a good deal of his money and his dia-
monds, but there was still more s0mewhere, he
knew.

I don’t know how we can wake them up,” Dick
obsrrved, “ unless cold water will do it. There
is a spring over behind the saloon, and we’ll go
there and get some buckets of water.”

So they did, finding pails in the saloon.

When they returned, they gave the two
wretches a good bath, which had the desired
effect, for they soon sat up, rubbing their eyes,
and wanted to know “ what in all durnationuhed
broke loosa, anyhow.” /

“ But their eves soon fell upon Deadwood
Dick, and P’izen Pete exclaimed:

“ Durn me ef et ain’t Hen Wilburt!”

“ An’ we’ll capter himl” cried Bow-leg.

“I don’t thi‘nk you will,” returned Dick, grim-
ly, and he covered them with a revolver.

The fellows felt for their weapons, or rather
had already felt, and their ugly faces blanched
at finding them gone.

“ Tricked!” gasped Pete.

And“ Trapped!” cried John.

“ Yes, tricked and trapped,” assured ,Dick,
“ I am not Henry Wilburt, however, but I am
Deadwood Dick, whom you shot, robbed and
left for dead on the trail the other night. I
have opine to get my dollars!”

The two fellows’ eyes stuck out like two eggs,
and their jaws dropped open.

“ I am . iving it to you straight,” Dick as-
sured. “ ome, you want to trot it out, and
lively, or you will be swinging from the limb of
Kerdoon’s lifter before you know it.”

Dick had already secured some of his dollars
as said, taking with the rest the gold coins that
had served as buttons and braid.

“ Wnll yer spare us, of we gives at up?” Pete
asked.

“Yas, spare us, an’ we’ll give et all back to
yer,” cried John.

“ All right; restore it to me, and we Won’t
ban you,’ Dick promised. '

“ tar‘ a bargain. You’ll find ther kerdoodle-
um in a hole in ther ground, under ther middle of
ther table there.”

The table was quickly jerked out of the way,
and /the men with Dick began a search for the
treasure, which was soon brought to light.
Dick counted up, and found that only about a
thousand dollars of it had been spent.

The two rascals' hands were tied behind their
backs, then, and they were marched out into the
night, and taken to the saloon. There the
sleepers were still snoring their best. Dick and
the others there broke into Kerdoon’s strong
box and rifled it, as its contents pro erly belong-
ed to Jacquetta Wilbur-t. And as 'erdoon had
carried on a sort of private banking business,
the amount of gold on hand was considerable.
It was no robbery, but a. fair taking back of
what had been stolen.

That done, Dick led the others, with the two
prisoners, back to the secret entrance to the
cavern, and the prisoners were taken on under
charge of Princeton, Dick remaining.

Again he noticedvthat the wonderful moving
rock did not work well, and was yet more jerky
in its motion, as it closed.

CHAPTER XVI.
THE TERRIBLE RETRIBUTION.
MORNING .dawnedg and gradually the town
awoke, and the toughs began to assemble at the
saloon. ’
About the time all had got around, a man was

 

seen coming up the one street, who, when recoga .

nized, caused a big stir of excitement.

«It was none other than t supposed Henry
Wilburt, and he was walking along as coolly as
though there was no danger in Hone suckle for
him. but rather as though he own
place.

There was a general movement of hands to
hips, for weapons, for they could but infer that
his appearance “ meant business,” but when the
toughs to a man discovered that they were dis-
armed such a bowl as went up had never been
rivaled there.

Out came Mayor Kerdoon, boiling over with

. rage, and demanding to know what was the
meaning of it all, and who was at the bottom of it.

And then presently, went up a cry for the
new citizen, Dolly Boy 9, as he was not to be seen
in the crowd.

But when the mayor’s attention had been
called to Henry Wilburt, as Deadwood Dick
was supposed to be, then the bubble of his fury

out. .
“At him!” he yelled. “At him, an’ cut him

the whole.

inter mincemeat with yer knivesl Et ar’ him
whut’s at ther bottom of et all! Go fer him, 1
sa , an' chaw him all up!"

at by that time the personage in question
had carried a box out to the middle of the street,
at a good distance from the saloon, and, stand-
ing on it, with his revolvers drawn, he faced the
crowd.

He had them all at bay, and no one cared to
be the first to lead a rush upon him.

“Outlaws of Honeysuckle, give me your at-
tention!” cried Dick, his voice ringing out sharp
and clear. “ You had fair warniu to leave
this pocket, and you did not heed it. ow, once
again, I offer you the chance to go if you will.
If not, then let your doom be upon your own
bonds. In ten minutes from this your town will
be in ruins, and you will be dead among the
fragments.”

“Yer talks like or fooll” cried Robin Ker-
doon. “Don’t think yer kin skeer us by any
sich ghost-story ez thet aire.”

“ You will soon see, murderer: if you stay
here.”

“ At himl" cried Kerdoon. “Chop him all
up fine!”

“ Yes, mangle him so’s ye kin stir him with a
stick l” echoed One-ear Bob.

' But neither of these gentlemen took the lead
to do it.

“ You have been howling for Doll Doyle,”
Deadwood Dick Went on; “I am he; I gave
you the kicking I promised, Mr. Bob Jolly, and
now I am about to carry out my other threats
in regard to this hell-hole you have made here.
You had a notice of tliirty.days to get out, and
the time is up. You are still here, and now you
must suffer the consequences. If you do not
start in one minute, the fun will begin.”

“ You Dolly Doyle!” cried Kerdoon.

“ You!" repeated One~ear.

“Yes, I,” Dick assured. “And now, a last
chance: are you going or not?”

“In Course we ain’t goin’!" was the general

shout. “ An’, what is more, we defies yerl”
added the mayor of that Satan’s hotbed”,
, " Very well,” Said Dick, “you have sealed
your fate. Do you see that eagle sonring up
there? You have named it the Hunnning—bird of
Honeysuckle. Your fate rests with that noble
bird. One word from me, and it will drop
destruction and death into your midst.”

This was fiction, of course.

“ Haw, haw, howl” roared Kerdoon, but
forcing the laugh, for his face was now growing

ale; "thet aire ar’ baby-talk, an’ nothin’ else.
Ve’ll shc-w yer a trick wu’th two 0’ that. Canter
him, be rees, an’ We’ll string him higher’n a kite!”

But t e “ boyees” still held 063, wisely.

“ it is baby-talk, is it,” resumed Dick. “ Well,
see whether it is or not.”

He took off his hat, waved it over his head,
and shouted aloud:

“ Humming-bird of Honeysuckle, let thy work
of retribution begin l”

There was a moment of utter silence, during
which every eye was fixed upon the eagle; then
the silence was broken in a most startling manner.

A small object was seen to fall, as though
Vfrom the sky; there was a loud ex losion, and a.
great portion of the Bummers’ treat saloon
was blown to splinters.

“An idle threat, is it!” cried Dick. “What
think ye of it, now?”

But the crowd was too terrified and astonished
to move or speak.

H Boom 1”

Another great hole was blown in the saloon.
And then’ two more reports in quick succession,
one of them ri ht in the dumfounded crowd.

This brok‘e t is spell, agd with one accord the
mob drew knives and made a mad rush u-pon
Deadwood Dick.

Dick saw that they were now reckless in their
desperation; so firing and wounding the two
foremost in the van, he took to his heels and
started for the secret passage, with the bowling
crowd after him.

He had the start, by a good hundred feet, and
needed allot it, for the moment he on e to the
rocks he would be retarded by climb ng to the
plateau, and they might catch him there,

But, even as he ran, he heard the loud report
of the exploding bombs behind him, and the
ranks were being thinned at every discharge.

Still the pursuit was being kept up.

There were two reasons. One was, the desire
to take the life of the man who had called down
such a destruction upon them; the other, to es-
cape by the way he escaped himself.

Dick ran at his best speed, and soon reached
the rocks, where he turned and “ winged ” two
'or three more of the nearest pursuers, and then

 

up the rocks he sprung to the plateau.

 

It had been a mad chase, and it was not done

et.

y By the time he reached the top, others were
beginning the climb, so, with a bound, Dick
crossed the rocky space and sprung into the
niche that opened the secret passage.

But, to his surprise and horror, the rock re-
fused to move! ‘

He pushed, but pushed in vain! It seemed as
immovable as the very hill itself, and now the
enemy were upon the plateau with himl

Dick wheeled, and now firing not to wound
but to kill, dropped two more of them, as they
sprung after him across the open space, and
then once again exerted his strength upon the
rocks that held the entrance to the cavern
barred. /

Suddenly something snapped, and the rec
rolled back. But it did more. It toppled over
and fell, leaving the mouth of the cavern wide
0 ' 1'].
pDeadwood Dick sprung in just in time to es-
cape the angry knives that were almost upon
him, and ran with all his might to get to the
narrow footway mentioned in a previous chap-
ter.

After him rushed the mob, pell-mell, cursing
and shouting in mud frenzy.

Dick used exceeding care, as he neared the
place where the awful chasm was, and as soon
as his hands felt the rope he hastened out along
the narrow ledge.

It was so dark, even though the mouth of the
cavern was now open, that he could barely see the
darker chasm, and he stopped, knowing what
must happen.

And happen it did, for there was nothing to
save.

On came the mob, in mad pursuit, and then—

But it was soon over, and the last of their cries
of horror came back from the depths below like
the wail of doom. They had run madly right
into the jaws of a terrible death.

Dick retreated then from the narrow ledge,
and reloading his revolvers, Went out upon the
plateau. w , "rm": ,, , ‘

-~ The work otdestruction was still gomg on in
the pocket, and one after another the buildings
were being shattered by the bombs and leveled
to the ground. Some of the men were still to be
Seen running for the trail at the other side of the
pocket, by which they quickly disappeared.

Dick returned to the pocket, where in due
time he was joined by the others.

“ W hat a horror it was!” cried Jacquetta, cov-
ering her eyes to shut it out.

“ But, think of the murder of your father, and
the death of your brother,” reminded Bristol.

“ Yes, yes, it was a righteous Judgment upon
them, for they would hot heed a timely warn-
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And indeed such bad it been.

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The wounded wretches were cared for and the
rubbish of the demolished building was burned.
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pocket in the name of Jucquetta Wilburt,,and
then the party set out for home, leaving a few of
the least wounded to care for the others, but
Dick took along his two prisoners, whom he
turned over to the first deput sheriff he could
find, and they were ere long We lhoused in State’s
Prison for robbery and attempted murder.

When Honeysuckle, nndera new name, was‘

at length reinhabited, it was by the employees
and friends of the rightful owner, and there now
thrives a respectable “camp—as cam s in the
wild Southwesh'go, which «tou he an despera-
does, however, avoid as a pit o doom—as it was
to so man of their comrades.

Richer Princeton and J acquetta Wilburt
married, and are very happy in each other’s love.

The bodies of father and brother were recov-
ered and reinterred in consecrated ground, else-
where. '

They still have the tamed eagle, Old Baldy,

and will have the bird till it dies, if they liv. ’

until that day comes, for eagles are lon lived.
Deadwood Dick had tried to buy the b rd, but
that was impossible; Baldy was a priceless pal-
session to the devoted Jacquetta. .

The two old scouts, Plumtree and Juniper, all
still in the employ of Princeton and are wholly
ha py in his service. .

nd the redoubtable Prince of Detectives!

He left the pooket, restles wanderer that ho
had become, with t e admiration of all, which
was pay enough for 9 services he had rendered,
and sure that he would be “ called,” ere long, to
cope with villainy in some form—m which work
he seemed destined to live, or, mayhap, die; who
can say, which?

TH? 2ND.

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Deadwood Dick Novels.
1 Deadwood Dick, tin- Prince. of the itmnl.

20 Deadwood Dick's Dellnnce: “t'. llnuhiu Daggers.

2S Deadwood Dick in Diagniue: Ur, littll'nlo Huh
“5 “r'lltl into. the lioy t‘lnutie llut'nl.
‘ 42 Deadwood Dick’n Bonanza; w, The Phnntovn Miner.
49 Deadwood Dick in Danger: or, tnnnhn (iii.
5? Deadwood chk‘u i'Iagien; or, The l’nniant Flood itnr.
73 Deadwood Dick on Deck: ur. t'ulnmitv .lnne.tlu1 Heroine.
77 Deadwood Dick‘n Lani Act: nr, Corduroy Charlie.
100 Deadwood Dick in Leath illc.
104 Deadwood Dick‘u Dex ice: or, The D-mble Cross Sign.
109 Deadwood Dick an Detcethe.

I29 Deadwood Dick‘n Double: nr.'i”ltc tinrgnn‘s Gulch Ghost.
iii" Deadwood Dick‘s llolne Rate; or. liinutlu lliii.

i9

Captain (Track-Shot, the Girl lirignnd.

Samar-Coated Sam: at, The Blnr-k Gown.
Goid-Dunt Dick.
Deadwood Dick‘s Divide
Deadwood Dick’s Death rail

Deadwood Dick’u Big Strike: or, A timnunt'tinld,
Deadwood Dick oi’ Dead wood; or, The, l’it-kctl i’nrty.

" Deadwood Diek’n Dream; or, The itimln m lite, ltnnd.
Deadwood Dick’s \Vard; or, The Black iliii’u .im-hel
Deadwood Dick‘n Doom; ur, Cnlmnitanna‘s Adventure.

A ltmunnt-e ol' Rough « and Totnzhs,
Hr. The. Spirit ofh‘wmup Lake,

809 Deadwood Dick’u Deal; or,The Gold Brick olill'egon.

821 Deadwood Dick’n Dozen; nr, The Fakir ni‘l’hnntnm Nuts.

'4? Deadwood Dick's Ducatn: or, Rainy l)nys in the hit;—
mu , V

851 Deadwood Dick Sentenced; nr,'l‘uo Terrible Vendetta

862 Deadwood Dick’s Claim.

405 Deadwood Dick in Dead City.

Dead wood Dick’s Dlalnondl.

Deadwood Dick, Jr.

Deadwood Dick, .l r'n. Full ll
Deadwood Dick, .Ir'n.
" Deadwood Dick, Jr‘n.
Deadwood Dick, Jr'u.
Deadwood Dick, .lr‘n.

‘5

Deadwood Dick. r'n. (‘ompact
Dgadwood Dick, Jr's. Inheritance.

Deadwood Dick'n De verance.
Deadwood Dick‘n i’rotekee.
Dead wood Dick'u Three.
Deadwood Dick’s i) nger Ducks.
Deadwood Dick‘n l eath llunt.
Deadwood Dick Jr. in

Deadwood Dick on- lliu Mettlc.
Deadwood Dick, Jr. in Gotham.
Deadwood Dick in Bantu-i.

7 Dead“ md Dick, Jrllullhicwym
I?“ Deadnood lick, Jr. .iiload.

84 Deadwood Dick, Jr. in Des. .m-
22; 590 Deadwood Dick, Jr’n. Deere

t V 595 Deadwood

 

606 Deudwoodlflck Jr’u lmadvilie hay.
612 Deadwood Dick Jr. In Detroit.

(“8 Deadwood Dick. Jr. In Cincinnati.
624 Deadwood Dick. Jr. in Nevada.
680 Deadwoo
686 Deadwood Dick, Jr. Aft
642 Deadwood Dick, Jr. in i ufl’alo.

648 Deadwood Dick, Jr’s. Chane Act-on the Continent. .
Smugglers. '

I 624 Deadwood. Dick. J 1-. Among the

Deadwood Dick, .in In Philadelphia.

Deadwood Dick in New York; or, A “Cute Care.”
Deadwood Dick‘n Duut; or, The Chnined Hnud.

Deadwood Dick. Jr's. Defiance; or, Nickel-Pluto Ned.

orral: or, 801mth Bill.
Dog Detective
Deadwood Dick, Jr. in Dead“ ood; or, Mail Myltery.

Deadwood Dick’u Dlgfiingu ; or, Dr. DeathoGrlp’o Snoop.

exam
Deadwood Dick, Jr. the Wild \Veat Vidooq.

c.
Dick Jr. in iiceizebub’x Basin.
600 Deadwood Dick Jr. at (‘om-y island.

«1 Dick. Jr. in No Maa’n Land.
the Queer.

0 Deudw nod Dick, Jr’s. I'vlurunce Case.

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666 De
672 De
678 Dea
684 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s. Dazzle.

' Dick, Jr. Back in the Miner.
and Dick, Jr. in Durango; or. “ Gathered in.”
odd Dick, Jr’s. Dim-ovary; 0r, Found 1 Fortune.

Other Novels by E. L. Wheeler.

6 Cloven “00?, the Bufl'nlo Demon.
Bob Woolf; or. The Girl Dead-Shot.

9
, 89 Deathly...“ Detective; or. Life in New York.
or. Wild Edna, the Girl Brlgmd.

45 Old Avalanche I
53 Jim iiiudaoe. r., the tiny Phenix.

CI Huckhora "ill; or, The Red llitle Team
60 Gold "ilk-i

80 Ito-chad I oh; or. 'uxhet Ned, the Kn

the Shnr mhooter; or.,'l‘he “of Pencil".
K it.

84 idyl, the Girl \ilncr; nr. Rolelltld Rob on Hand.

88
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i V lack lloy e the Young Speculum.
‘1 ' Gilt-Edged Dick, u.» Spnrt moan.
A l‘ianamon Chip, the Girl Sport.
-15 Bonanza lilll, Miner.
IDS Dunn iiob the King nt'ltoothinrka.
141 Solid Ram tiu- lsm- Ruiningan
1435 Captain 1‘
16‘ V k

’hotogra
lanada L' et ; or, Old Aunt-undo in Sitting

i or hell, tho Boy-Girl Dehrtive.

runl., lh. iitlvimitin lirut'o.

‘ DD‘Fritz, the ii-mn:i»ii~.-_\ Detwliu‘,

2"! Fritz to the

826 Snoo‘rev. the H12 Sham; - r. 'l he Amt. I

": i0 ii i " 'l‘mii "‘prnhm.

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Denver Doll'n Victor
Weaver-Do ’1 Decoy
‘urk the oy Ferret.
hoover l ' ~
A No. 1, ill. Dnhtng Tull-Taker.

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arrogant;

. dam” Kit; or. The Mynurimu Minor.

threw K a no ‘et.

an attan Mike, the Bowery Blood.

,_ Fanlaa-lred, tho Gent from Gophu.
N Yrcka J In. the Gold-Gatherer; or,

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Blot: for.

1‘“ Drift; or. Tho Road Queen.

A vun’nn‘vm
‘ ‘ ,. Jim’l Joker; or, The Rlvnll of But on.
Well; m. The Lion of Lightning 1.04.. .

in PM“ or, lltilobtxd Rob’n Reap «mace.

uli’u Camp.

“Radar”, a; nr, Aran and Ange-in oil Great City.

cgret. til» Now York Detectiv’.
i c“? ‘Nobbi flick of Nevada; at, The Sierra. Sean
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flan-t: "r, The Bloodv_l"ontrtrlntl.
‘ ard; nr. The Angot at Big Virus.
even: or. The Stolan Bride.
the Hay Putrni: or, Thu Rival Heirs. I

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; or. Little Bill’s Barnum.

lane. m an] Miner; or. the Iron-Nervcd Snort.
'e ey, "take all 00.. the Ueiertlvel or Philulalphin.
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BY COLONEL i’RENTlSh‘ lNGilAilAM.

The Flying "unkec; or, The ()m-nu Outcast.
Ralph Roy, tln- ltuy litit-t-ntncr; or The Fugitive Yacht.
Dillllltlliti Dirk ; Ur. Tim Ni)>lt-r}' ol'tin- Yellowstone.
'l'he.fihndow §i|lp; hr, 'i'h» ltixnl i.lt'lllell:tltli.
'l‘lH‘ Roy Duelist; ul', Tile, (Iruisn of the Sen-“'0”.
Dick Dead-Eye, tiu- iiuy Smuytjn-r.

The Sea-Devil; Hr. 'l'lu- Mitidtiitnmn’n Legacy.

The lion-ac Captain: or. 'l he liutnitt ni Hell (lute.
Little Grit; or, H.- ..ie, the Stock-’l'emlcr‘a Daughter.
Gold i’lntne; or. llu- lililrlii we. Sport.

lily-on Bill. the i'l‘lllt‘e nl the Reina.

Grit. the Bravo Sport; hr. The \Vr‘tnun Trailer.
(‘rilnnon Kntel Hr. The t‘nnlmy‘a Triumph.

Lone Star. ti-v- ('nwtmy (‘nptuin

' .\I erie the .‘.iiddy nr. 'l in! Frenlnurc Heir.

The .Vl'idnhiplnau . ntineer; or. Brandt, the Buccaneer.
The Floating Feather: hr, .‘iel’lt‘, Hume‘s Treasure.
The Gold Hitlp; or, .\li-r|~-, the Cwilllelllnrll.

.“erle Vlonte‘n (‘ruinet m‘, " 'l he held Ship " Chane.
Merle Nionte‘n Fate: or. PM”. the i'irnte‘s Bride.

4 The Sea Marauder; or, Merit: Hunte‘s l’lwigc.

Hilly liiue-i‘ch—A, the llny ltm'cr tithe Rio (.‘rnntle.

The Dead Hunt. Dandy; or. licmtn. the Buy Buzler.
Keno Kit; ur. liruti Shut. ilnlltlyh Double.

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iii“! The lndlnn Pilot: ur, ’l‘lw Search l'ut Pirate island.

3“: Warpath Will, the, lioy l’hnntum.

398 Seuwait‘, the llny Lieutenant.

102 llodor, the Young (‘olmplraton or, The Fntnl league.
40? The Ilov inc-urgent; nr, 'l'ln- t'uhnn Vendetta.

The Wild Yachtuman: "r. The Wnr~Clouu’I Cruise.

Duncan Dare. thn ltny Refugee.

A (‘abin iioy'n Luck; or. Tile Corsair.

7 The Sea Raider.

The Ocean Firefly; or, A ~\litltiy’n Vengeance.

"aphazard Harry: or. The Smpegmce or the Sea.

450 “'lzard “'ill: or. ‘Iua Buy Ferret at New York.

45 i “'izard “'Ill’u Street Feoutn. '

462 The Horn Guide: or. The Sniinr Boy Wanderer.

465 Neptu nc Ned, the, ltuy Coaster.

474 Flora; nr, 't't'tznrtl Willis Vn nuoml Paul.

488 Ferrets Afloat; nr. Wizard Vill’s Lust Cue.

Newtda Ned, the RevniVHY Ranger.

Arizona Joe the tiny l‘urtl m'Tcxas Jnck.

Duck Taylor, King at th.- anb0yl.

The Royal .‘vi iddy : nr. Tile Shark and the Set. Cat.

7 The llunted liltinhi loan.

The Dutiawed “Id )7.

Bucknkin Bill. tin: (‘mnunche Shadow.
Brothers in Buckskin.

i The Bucknkiu iiowcru.

585 The line akin Rovcrn.

540 Captain Kn—Klnx, the Marauder oi the Rio.

5 l5 Lieutenant Leo. the, Son of Lafitte.

550 Lailtte'u Legacy: 0r. The. Avengint: Son.

.355 The Creole (‘m-ualr.

560 Pu once iiili, tl- intlr'w‘ Shitduuji‘f.

563 Kent Kin uoa, ‘~ Mud 1:71,.» «

670 Otiflline. l 1e ‘Ju‘ l \{unetu ’

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5‘0 'l‘he Dllicult Cadet; or, The False Detective.

5*“ The Bucknkln Avenger.

691 Delmqute. Um Yunng SemRover.

597 The iontng ’l‘exan Detective.

601‘. The ‘ agahond oi‘the Mitten.

60'2 The Rover Detective; or, Keno Kit’n Champions.

61? Ralph, the Dead-Shot Scout; or, The Rio Rutdrn.

64 i The Iiercuici illzhwayman.

650 Butterfly Billy, the Pony. Rider Detective; or, Bull-lo
liill's iioy Para.

656 Butterfly Billy‘u Man Hunt.

663 Butterfly “Illy’n Bonanza. i

668 The. Buccaneer Mid-chipmun.

674 The Wizard Hnilort or. Red Rfliph,tlte Raver.

679 The Sea Shadowcr; or, The Freehnotvr’th any.

686 Orlando, the Omaha Free Flag; or, The Tami-he Name.

BY BUFFALO BILL (lion. Wm. F. Cody).

3 Kflnlaa King; nr, The Red Right lhnd.
19 T 0. Phantom 36y: or, The Hint of the Prairie.
55 Deadly-Eye. the nknown Scout.
68 Border Robin flood; or, The Prairie Rover.
158 Foley Frank of Colorado; or, The Trapper’l Trult.

BY CHARLES MORRIS.

18 Will Some", the Boy Detective.

29 Phil llard , the lions Buy.

26 Picayune l’cte; nr, Nicodemus, the Dog Douctlvc.
30 Detective Dick; hr, The Hero in Raul.

4 ilaml-ome Harry, the Boothlhhk Detectin.
4 “'ill Wildfire, the Thornn hbred.

5 Black liens, Will Wildfire n Racer,

5 . Mike Merry, the Hurtmr Police Boy.

6 Will W'ildilre in the “'oodu. I
? Dilly lla‘ age, the Railroad Bo .

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7-! Bob Ilockett: or, Mysteries of New York.

ll Hob Roekctt, the Bank Runner.

‘ H8 The Hidden Hum]; hr, Will Wildfim'n Revenge.

1“? Fred Ilaiyard. th.- thu lit-qt lint; hr. The Sunmgien.

iflll iioh liockett; ~l'. [Mn-n tn the \‘l' all

196 Maudowed ' or, lt-La lowly!- 9 Fight 

'3th Dark 9 t’. the Tiger Kim.

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942 Thu Two “ lilting "3 0! mrvtiumlotlt Bill and Hi! Gang. t

2532 Dick Dalhaw t of. A Dakota damn fihtenfiu.

262 The Young I arm-t or. Rollicthi’g Miku’u “Tutti.

274 Jolly Jim. on. Detective Apyrpmipp. V .

23$! Jolly Jim's ah: 0!. The man: lletefllflo’ ,

295 The “'atcr- Ionnd: “nTi‘m Ymm  , ‘ltrod.

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841 Tony 'l‘horne. the. Vacant-11d Down '- ‘.‘ r-
853 The Reporter-Detective; or.'ro';l‘fl?“."
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5 Vagabond Joe. the Ynung \‘i'andoring Jew.
18 The Dnntl) Spy.
2'? Antelope Abe, the Buy (illitlt'u

Bl Keen-knife, lilo i’riltt'e nl' the l‘inirien.
4| Lanna Jack, lin- Young Mustnnger.
58 The Border King: or, The Secret Foe.
7i Delaware Dick, tlm Young li’tngcr Spy. '
T4 llawk‘eye liar-ry- th~~ Young ’l'inppcr ltmger.
86 Rollo, the Boy llnnzcr.
1354 Hare Shot l‘etii, th.- ltny ltillemnn.
143 Hear-lt'acc Saul, the Silent Hunter.
146 Silver Star, tiu- ltoy Knight. A
153 l‘llurlt' Hit. the iitt)‘ ih-nmn.
ltiii Little Texan, the Young Mustang”.

IT‘t Did .‘1Illliti'3. the Hermit 'l‘rntrtn-r,

182 Little Ilurt-lcane, tin l’vuy Cuntnin.

202 l'ronrect i’ete; m, ‘l'im intuit: Outlaw Hunters.
The ioy llercnien: or, 1 ln- l'I'uil'ltt 'I'rnmpl.

Tiger Torn, lili' Texas 'i'errnr.

Danhin Dick; or, 'l'rnH-cr ’l‘nnt‘s ('nstie.

Little \ 'ildiire, the Yuung i’tniric Nutnnd.

The Parson De tectivc; or The Little Ranger.

2 The Dlnzuiued Guide; or, i'ilti Rut-en, the Rnngfll’.‘

260 Dare-Devil Dan, the Young Prairie Ranger.

272 .“Ink-klu Mike, tlw iloy sharpshooter.

Demon : or, ltninlwlt, the Ranger.
334 “'iliptkillg‘ Joe, the. Hay Rnnrhcro.

409 llercnlcn or. Dick, tile lioy Ranger.

417 “'ehi'oot one. the Trump Detct'tive.

422 ill“! Sam, tlm Boy Giant oi the Yellowstone.
444- ilt e lleknkin. the Youth: Prairie Centaur.
457 “ inged‘t‘oot Fred; or. old l‘olnr Saul.

4615 Tamara? Tom, the Big ’l‘rn iper iiuy.

473 Did Tom Rattler, lite Red titer Epidemic.
432 Stonewall “0D, the Buy 'i'rmnn.

562 illnnderina‘ Bat-ll, thc Hermit Boy Trapper.
652 Don Barr, the Plains Freelance. '

66] Did Kit Iiandy'n Deliverance.
670 Norway Nels, the Big Boy Muttutuineer. I
680 Dauntlcrsn Dan, the Freelance, or Old Kithdy in Arch

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23 Nick 0’ the Night; or, 'l‘hv- itny Spy oi ’76.
B7 The Hidden Lodge; m The Littlv Hunter.
47 Nightin ale Nut; 0r, Tile Fore“. ('uptnins.
funk ; hr, ' "he Outlaws of the Oregon Trail.
82 Kit liarci‘oot the Wood-litiwk.
94 Midnight .Iacl. ; or, '1 he lio ‘ Trnppar.
106 Did Fruity, the Guide: or, I» “ hits Queen.
Kiowa Charley tile White Mnnnnger.
189 Jud e Lynch, Jr.: or. The ii1:\'\igllflnun
155 (ioltf’l‘rig er, tlu- S wrt; or, 1 in: HM Avenger.
169 Tornado om; nr, njnn .int-k From Red Core.
1"!“ Ned Temple, the liurtil‘l’ iioy.
I SN Arkunnnw; or, 'l h. Quw n t»: l“nlt"< Revenge.
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255 ('aptnin Apoilw the Ru L'ri‘in of Buwie.
26? Tile ilucknltin Detective1
279 Did \Villeh; M, The lillt‘ithltln Desperation.
294 D 'uamiie Dan 3 hr, The Buwle Blade of aochotopa.
808 Tim Mountain Detective: or, The Trigger Bar Bully»
816 Old El'lipli‘. Trump Card at” Arlmnn.
326 The Ten i’ardn: unghe 'i‘arrolr OI! Tnlre-Nptlco.
36 l“ B -naon or The ucen nt'tne new.
:45 l’iltfllellh Mnit; '0', Red Thnntierhoit’a Secret.
856 Pool Mum and Part” or 'i‘he'l‘omble Six.
866 \‘elvct Foot the lndiln Detective.
8““ Captain Outlaw; or, 'I he Bz-ccttneer’l Girl Foe.
396 Rough Rob: or, The 1 win Champion: at Blue Bin...
411 The Nikon {.nugo: or, The Rose of Ranch Robin.
4153 Felix Fox, t 6 Boy Swelter-
425 Texan Tram . the Border Rattler.
486 Phil r‘lauh. he New York Fox. ’
445 The (‘ity Yamnires; or. Red Rolfe - Pi non.
461 One Again-t Fli‘ty; or, The hunt Man 0 Keno Bar.
470 The Boy Shadow; or. Fall: Fox’l Hunt.
47'? The Exceluior Sport; or. The thlngton Spotter.
499 Single flight, the One—Eyed Sport.
509 Branded Den, the Night Ferret.
512 Dodger Dick, the Wharf-Spy Detective.
521 Dodger Dick’n Bet-t Dodge.
528 Fox and Falcon, the Bowery Shndmn.
538 Dodger Dick, the Dock Ferret.
3:8 Dodger Dick’s Double; or, The Rival Boy 
3 Dodccr Dick’s Desperate Cate.
568 Dodger Dick. the Boy Vidocq.
6T8 The Two Shadows.
532 Dodger Dick’l Drop.
594. Little Lon, the Street-Singer Detective.
610 Old Skinner, the fluid Sim-it '1 or, Tony Sharp on Guard.
626 The Champion Pat-do.
63'? Dick Donn. t‘ a Deck Boy Deter-tho.
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BY PHILIP S. “'ARNE.

07 Patent-Leather Joe; or, ()ld Rattlesnake. the Charmer.
175 Captain -\rlzollu; or, PoteneLvnthur Joe's Big Game.
1935 Captain Musk; or, i’nteut-Lenther Joe’s Defeat.
219 Denpnrd. tile Dlleliut: or, The Mountain Vampires.
88% A Tough Boy; or, The Dwalri‘a Revenge.
868 Little ’l‘orluulo: or, The ()uietlnts ol’the Glen.
31:: Little Jllluo; or, the Queer l'nril.
iih" Little Oil-my; or, Caught in His Own Trap.
401 Little Shoo-[t 13'; or, A Race for n Ranch.
405i Little Lentiler-Breechesz 01'. UM Juuibo’s Curse.
431 Little .\l| Kin; or, The Curse of lilood.
.31 Colorado K llte. A Tale ot'the ltlliies.
Fl" Three Jolly Punk.
51‘? .I III iilllddep‘n Deputy.
52? 1‘ le Jolly I’llrdi- to the Reneue.
.47 y‘alluh- Andy; or, A flood Mini Down.
'13 Lllrlut Lil; or, The (‘ast for a Life.
3' 1 Old “'eunei-top. the Man with the Dogs.

:5 Keen Clem. the Ranch imp.
9 Jim Dandy the No-Name Sport.
5 Bllly Bluzen; or,'l‘he Skeleton's Legacy.
0” Oklllhomn III. the “luv-“out Scout.
3 llllppy Harry'n Bil: lj‘lnd.
all} Cheeky Charley, the bin-cull.

BY CAPTAIN~ FRED. “'HITTA‘KEIL

15 The flea.()n(; or, The, Witch of Daricn.

39 The Dumb Page: UT. The DUE?“ “Himml-

43 Dick Darling. the Pony Express Rider.
150 l‘n'we “I'd Luna; or, The ('hildren of the Chaco.
154 prhe s“."r‘| '[untcrag or, The Lillid (lithe Ele hnnt Ride".
159 The Lont Captain: or, Skipper Juhaz Coiiln'e Erulse. v
.00 The no). "cdmuupg nr, The Brotlers of the l’lumed Lance.
214 “fin-flu...“ {he Robber of the Rhine.

0 r. ..-,-I the Animal King; or, Round the World.

‘I‘lllner: or. The League ot the Jungle.
'8‘ “look A _ k. the Demon Rider.
395 California Jon's “'ar Trail. .

BY HUGKSKIN 8AM (Mnior Sam. 8. nan.)

284 Old Rocky s " Boyees: or, Benito. the Horse-Breaker.
3% giant George; or, The Ang’l of the Range.

2 u' rizona Jack: or, Giant George’s l'imi.

$97 The Tarantula ot' Tam" or, Giunt George’s Revehgo.
307 The Strange. Pard: or, Little Ben’s Death Hunt.

818 Ker-whoop). Ker-whoa: or,'i‘he’l‘arantulrlnf'i‘sos.
B2? Creeping at. the (laddo; nr,The Red and White Pads.
832 Frio Fred: or, The 'l‘onktlway‘s Trust.

844 The Fighting Trio: or. Rattlesnake. the Tonkaway.
849 “'ilii \\ all: or. Big-Foot Walliwe to the Front.

3.?! The Ram-h Raiders: of. The Siege of F0" 1’"!!ny-
86 i Soup-Shot, the Boy Ranger.

8'25 (.‘illottl. the (‘reek 3 or, The Three Thunderbolts.

 

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8502 Romeo and the Reds; or, The lieleazuered Ranch.
404 Little Lariat; or, Pecan Pete’s Big Rampage.
41 ’I he Daisy from ‘Denver. ~
42 ’I he 'I hree Trailer” Of, Old Rnclly on the km”...
44.2 Bluff Bill; or, The Lynx oithe Inning.

Tu"- Littlo Lou.- .Rtar: or. Tit-v Hnilr of the Mic.

.3 i (,‘uehe Curl. the Chin. (liuut

BY EDWARD “'ILLETT.

Iii? Alla Scott, the Steamboat Boy.
199 It‘eatilerwelght the Boy Champion ol’the Muskingllln.
223i Ozark Air or, Featherweight Among the Outlaws.
282 'I“ile Typo Detective 3 or, Weasel, the Boy Tramp.
295 Fearless Phil; ur.'i‘he King ot’Quartzviile.
811 'I he Rovin Sport: or, The Pride ofChuckaluckCamp.
32‘} Nemo, the 'lieteetlve; 0r, Kit Kenyon‘s Vendetta.
340 Clip the Contortionist: or.’i‘hu Montana Vigilantos.

BY J. C. COWDBICK.
860 Silver-Mask, the Man of Mystery.
860 him-m, in... 1mm lung; or, For Seven Years Deed.
480 'I he Ireteetive’s A prcntlr-e; or, A Boy Withoutstms.
424 Cibutll John t or, [glut-Hot Times at Auto Bar.
489 Randy Sam. the Street Smut.
46? lilvseo Dan. the hills ' Dude.
490 Broadway Bill . t u Bnntblack Bravo.
5”“ Rediilzht ‘hllf , the Prince, ot‘the Road.
Broadway Bi 1 ’s Boodle.
524 The I-Inxlneel-i eteetive.
586 Broadway Bill)": ‘DiiiikiltYo”
54a Mart, the Nizht Expnms Detective.
55‘? Broadwa Blily‘a lieu“. Racket.
 Altruism: .Ilkeslhe Young Engine“.
e ‘ ulney py; or Brnndws liill ’s Sur rise-Part .

son The Boy Pinkerton. ' y y p y
6’05: “’lllluln 0’ Broadway; or, The lloy Diztective’s Biz inning.
til.) Filliltinw iillrr the Chief of Chained Cyclone.
62-: Brondvn ' Bil y's Bond Act,
640 Burt-hrs Both. the Centaur of the Circle.
647 1 'peu liter '1 lily, the Merchant’s Ward.
(559 oollllglli Ni orgnn, the “ Pizenest " Mint of Auto Bar.
3:9 firougwuy Ilaillliy, Air-on .

5 roa way 3' I est; (Infleatlll Ssn Francisco'sFinss .
68‘? Broadway Billy In Clover. g t

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89‘? Bob 0’ the Bowery: or. The Prince of Mulberry Strut
415 The Vagabond Detective; or. Bowery Bob’s Boom.
45% got: ur Boll? the Street-tiny Deg“.th
460 he awye 9 Shadow: or, Luke’s Laney.
472 Jaunty Joe, the You $Hol’le-Klng.
494 Surly film, the Your& nan W < \
4 Five Points Phil. ‘
’509 Jack Jogger... [he llutcher Boy Detective. ,
516 ’l‘urtar Tim; or. Five Points Phil’s Menagerie,
5‘26 North River Nat. the Pier Detective.
538 Wrentlin Rex, the Pridoot'the Sixth Ward.
5-11 Jet? It‘lie 'er. the Stnhle Boy Detective.
551 Niek Nettle. the Ho Shadow.
55')" Ilurlem Jack, the thee Boy Detective.
589 Brooklyn Ben. the On-ills-Own-Hook Detective.
T7 Ptu’elllent Pete the Set-int Sifter.
R JIIek‘-o'- Lantern. the Ulldi‘r'sflfl Prospector.
NOB “’lde-Awnke Bert. Llle Street-Strum.
“ll \Vhlntiillg Jul-oh. the Dn-tu-rtivo’s Aid.
“23 .Iluek Bumblebee, the Harlem Hummer.
39 flnnrine fimll the Exprt‘fiI-Tl’tlln Ferret.
£9 Gamin Boh.tiw liowo-ry liarlrc-r: or, Scooping s Slippery Set.
808 Sir an"..th oh. the Lila-Savrr
683 s«inn-tel- So , the New York Navigat'or.

.BY MAJOR HENRY B- sTi’l’DARD. Ex.seout.
00 Nuk. Ti (5 Dug-Out i‘ards.
.40 Ba lerlfifgtzln:’nr,"rhe Sword-men oi Minus.
'91 Ki -Glove It, the Dandy ot' the Rockies.
2?»: "m'd'c‘m'e K“ and "m" it“? if.“ the

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BY HARRY ST. GEORGE.

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BY ALBERT \i'. AIKED.
11 The Two Deteethen: or, The Fortunes ol 3. Bowery Girl.
76 Abe Pull. the Crow-Killer.
79 Hui Ginger. the (limit 'I rupper.
283 Joe Buek oi'Angeln and Ill! Boy Part].
4-}? New York Nat. 'l‘nle ot'l‘rieks nnd Traps in Gotham.
408 .\ on England .V lek; or. The Fortunes oi’a Foundliug.
461 Nimble .Vlek, the t'irr-us Prince.
493 'i‘llon Ted. llle Arizoun Sport.
510 (lool Colorado, the Hull-Breed Detective.
518 Cool Colorado In New York.
NY ti l‘LORGI‘) \Y ALDO BRO\VNE.
36 "tillin “00k lllr Mull from Texan.
90 i he Dreud Rider; or, The Texan Duelist.
9 The Tiger oi’ Talon: or. Dandy Rock’s Angel.
115 The M Iltl )llncr: or, Dandy ltivr'h‘s Doom.
131 The Golden "and: “r. Iiiliidy lii'i'h to the Rescue.
164 Dandy Roek’n Pledge: or, Hunted to Death.
173 Dandy Roek’n itivtllx or. The llsnntsd Maid oi'l‘aoe.
BY CAPT. J. I". C. ADAMS.
84 Oregon Sol; or, Nlt'k \‘i’hitllea'a Boy Spy.
46 illnnn- Eye. the Hunt Shot of the West.
54 Neil Hazel, the. lioy Trapper.
56 Nick \i' lllilien’n Pe : or, in The Valley of Death.
60 The “'ilite Indian: or, The Scout ot‘ the Yellowstone.
70 Old Zi 'II Cabin; or, The Grociihorn in the Woods.
81 nghtnrnz Jo, tile Terror ot the l‘rnirie.
85 Buek Buekram: or, lie-as, the iii-male 'l'mmwr.
2-17 Old Grizzly sslld HIM Peta; 0". The Wild Huntross.
251 [J‘zhbhmmc Lute; or, ()seeoln, the Firehrand.
25? Tile Loni Hunters; .ur,'l‘h.- Underground (~....p,
255 The Sealp King: or, The Human Thunderbolt.
BY ROGER STARBI'CK.
25 The Boy (‘uptllinz or, Th.» l‘irnte‘a Daughter.
[‘4 Th.- "Inpk pichnoner; or, Jih Junk. the Old TM.
259 The Golden Harpoon: or. ert Among the Floes.
34% Fire-Heeln; or, Illd Sk1nfliot, (he, Death-Shadow.
854 Big Horn Ike. the illll Tramp: or, The Odd Perds.
Bill The Phantom Light-house. "
870 Breaker Ben. the Reef-Runner.
B Y \Y ILLI A ll R E“ ETER.
190 Dandy linrko; or, The Tigers of High Pine.
210 Faro Frank; or, Dim-ly Darlze‘s Go-Down Pull!
B Y (‘OLON I‘ll. DELLl-Z SARA.

108 Tile Lion ot'the Sea: or, The Vulled Lady.
186 Cool Desmond: or. The Ganlhlrr'l Big Game.

BY JAM ES L. BOiYEN
107 One-E 'Od Sim: or. The Ahnndonml Forest Home.
110 The B llel. Hteed ot'the Pralrlen. A Story of Tsxu.
BY (7. lilfNNING CLARK.
185 Captain Paul: or, The [toy Spy n-i‘the Mountains.
.80 The Yankee Rajah. or. The Fate of the Black shared.
BY GEORGE C. JENKS.
45.3 (ill '“mr "Wiley Qt- Un‘n‘m-wn. I
492 (ill 'l‘iuir (iu‘ney'n Pledge.
“13 Tile liessson Doctor.
at“ Double-Curve Dun. tnv- Pitcher Detective.
598 Flute. tln- Singer lietm‘ilve.
608 The Pitt-her Deteeth‘e’n Foil: er. Dan's Double Play.
616 The Oeeun Deteetlle: or.'i'he l.a.~t(?ruimot‘the Black Bear.
681 lilo i’lteher Deteetive'n Toughth Tunnel.
BY CAPT. ALFRED B. TAYLOR U. S. A.

191 Buifnlo Billy. the Boy iiullwhai‘ker.
194 Buffalo Bill‘a Bet: NY. The GlnithY Guide.
BY CHARLES E. LASALLE.
50 Burt Bunker, lhe Trapper.
52 Tile “'illte Bllfl’nlo. A Title or the Northwest
. BY JOHN J. MARSHALL.
40 Roving Bell. A Story via Young American.
97 The Outlaw Brothers: of. The (‘aptive oi the Hsrpes.
.BY “’31. G. PATTEN.
489 The Diamond Sport: or. The Double Face of Bed Rock.
519 (in tlIn .tiynterz' ; ..r,Fiv.- in One.
OBI Do I) lmre the Sport i'rnm Denver.
587 Old Bombshell, tln- hunger Detective.
804- lroll Fern, the Man ol Fire.
6|!) The Boy Trump Detective: or,The DoubleGripwnneu
629 Violet Yulle the Velvet Sport.
641 Dir-null Dnl’e'l Dnnd)‘ l’tlrd.
6.31 Bound Boy Frtlnk. the Young Amateur Detective.
668 Violet Vlllle‘n \ ietory.
682 Wild Ylllean, the Lone-Range Rider
BY MAJOR E. L. ST. VRAIN.
298 Snneho Pedro, the Boy Bandit.
801 Lendville Nick the Boy Sport.
312 Itedtop Rube. the mum. Prince.
838 Brimstone Bob, and His Lightning Horse Qnsrtetio.
852 Tombs-tone Tom. the Arizons Boy ol“Snnd."
859 Duram-o Date. the \' urn; "hmm I- n \Vruatier.
871 Killgholt Phril, the Yiubfl Hard-Shell Detective.
880 Avalanche Alf. the Foothills Guide.
.90 Jaguar Joe, of the Mountain Mail-Lino.

BY EDWARD S. ELLIS.
a Bill Billion, Trap er.
Feth Jonen; or The CnvllVe| of the Frontier.
10 _‘.N at Todd: or. The Fate of the Sioux Cnptlvs.
.1 The Frontier Angel.
98 The Boy .‘iilner ' or,le Fuchmd island.
1.9 The Hunted lln tert‘, The Strnnle Harlem».
.54 '1 he Half-Blood: or, The Panther of the Plains. “
971 'I he Huge Hunter; or, The Siam Prairie Man.

.Bi' MAJOR LEWIS W (EARNIN-

878 The Three Tra er- .Th , Mountain Monster.
.88 Indian Joe; anglie Wing's..th of the Hills.

‘ BY FRANK DUMONT.
120 The Bran] (I II. (I: ,'rn M motMystAry.
127 Wild-Fl"; ethe Bosroi til); Roai‘l. n
140 Blue Blaze" or. The Break 0’ Day 305‘! Of flashy Bar.
171 Lhon Dan 3 or. ‘l‘hr Rivll Lumen.
185 EVil yet or, The Vultures of the Rio Grinde-

BY CAPT. MARK WILTON.
956 Your K t k ,.1‘h R d Luso.
.70 Bil-1.: d 131:; 0:, The Ri‘ot :i Keno Csmp.
'30 Jflll. t e Boy Tendert’oot.
BY BBACEBBIDGE HEMYNG.

89 Island Jinn or. The Pet oithe Family.
91 The Captain offiw Club; hr, The Rival Athletes.
101 Jack Harkawgy in New Yor ‘-

BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REID.

78 Blue Dick or, The Yellow Chief’s Von canes.
133 ii“. ii'i": "r‘.‘°‘i  Tit}: “a...” tastes-“"-
e on or. w I on.
.89 Tile a.13-...x5"e.llau or. The Lost Mountain.

«4..

 

BY JOSEPH I-J. BADGER, JR.
2 Yellowntone J luck: or, The Trapper.

4K Bltlek John, the “wild-Agent; or. The Outlnw’s Retreat.
65 lllll‘l‘ii'lllll‘ "ill: or. .‘illhliillg Stun Rinl liis Paul.

119 Hui-tung Plum ; or. The King ot'the Plains,

iii“ Night-illka Kit: or. The Daughter oftlie Ranch.

144 Duillty Lnnee the Boy Sport.

It'll Puntller Paul: or, liuim) Lillll'e to the Rescue.

160 The Bluek Blunt: or. linint)‘ [more in Jeopardy.

168 Dendly Darth; or, l’iuhtinu l’irc With Fire.

I'll The Boy Trailer-l: or. [minty Lance on the “'ar-Psth.

The lit) ' rank: or. liniuty Lant‘r liuuinnkn.

211 (‘rook’ei (‘Ille, the i'nlilbilll oi'i‘eh-stinl City.

310 The llllrrnnell “'oli‘: or, The, ileilllliilll Decoy.

3|" The Bluel.‘ Rider; m, Tl.» liorw Thi.-v.«s’ League.

885'! Old Douhle Fillt: or. ii... Strange Guide

8.35 'i‘ e Mill: oi the \Yood-r: rn lhniei Boone’s [.nstTrail.
449 Kit Fox. the Border Bov Detective.

625 (‘lllllellpin Dull. the Buy Trailer.
677 (‘hineltpln Dun'n fieeond Trull.

BY W. J. HAMILTON.

68 The Red Brotherhood: or, The Twelve Avengers.
66 Single Hulld; or, A Life for a Life.
7 )1 ud 'l‘onl \i'enterll, the Turin Ranger.

387 Ben Bird. the Cave King; or, Big Pete’l Scoop.

B Y J AC R FA RRAGUT.

815 Ned. the (,‘ahin Boy.
320 The flea flower-else: or. The Boy Skipper.
BY Lli“.l."l‘. II. D. PERRY. U. S. .N.
176 The Boy Runaway; or, The Burraneer ot the Bey.
180 The Sea Trailer: or, A Vow Well Kept.
192 Captain Kit: or, The Mysterx oi Montauk Paint.
BY HARRY HAZARD.
328 Arknnuaw Jack: or, The Seolirge ot the Mines.
829 Red-skill Tom ' or, The Demon’s Trail.
842 The Mountain Devil; or, Yellow Jack, the Outisw.
BY COL. A. F. HOLT.
899 Billek Bueknkln; or, The Masked Men of Desth Canyon.
419 Kenneth, the Knife—King.
435 Little Lighti‘oot. the Pilot of the “'oods.
6735 Ralph Itellwood, the Lightning Express Detective.

BY J. “H OSBON.

469 The Rival Glantu ofNowhnr’. "
498 Cuetun Burr. the Man lrom Hard Luck.
537 Old Buckeye. the Sierra Shadow.
561 Powder Phil. the Boy Miner.
609 Holly Dorrlt. .tlw \ett-mn Detective.
620 Little Li iltuinF‘n League; or, The Mystery oftne isisnd.
683 l’lll‘fky islIlIl. tie Boy Prospector.
' BY FREDERICK DEWEY.
818 Cimarron Jack, the King-Pin of Rifle-Shots.
478 Tnngemnlld, the Desert Detective.
542 The (‘uuyon Pa 19.

h i B" A R "‘1! 0. .BIRSOM.
440 Little Poxi‘oot, the Gold Bowl Kid.
55!! The Mire-Shot I'm-dis.
621 ’I‘rlltht‘ui slllllllfll. the “I’ecrwliar” Man.

BY Lil'IL'T. A. K. SIMS.

1546 Captain (‘uetufl’ the Chapsrrsi Cock.
568 Tile Dandy of Dodge.
516 The Silver Sport.
588 fluil'ron Sol. the Man With a Shadow.
589 Toln-(‘ut and Paul; or. The Dead Set at Silver City.
601 "slpp ' litllln. the Dutch \"ldoc .
till Blldlu Burllnele‘, the Detective
622 Texas Tom-(Tut n Triad
62“ Tom (‘nt'n Terrible Tank.
63! ’I‘onl-(‘slt‘v- Triumph; or, Black Ivnn’s GreatICombina.
646 (‘owhoy (lid. the Cattle-Rimes Detective.
657 W nrllllllg \Yiilillln. the Mountain Mountebm
66f» Jolly .Ieremlnlu the Plains Detective.
676 Signal/Sum. the Lookout Seoul.‘
MISCELLANEOUS AUTHORS.
4 Tile “'ild-llorse Hunters. By Cspt. Mayne Bold and
Frederick VVhittaller. _
9 Adventure-- of Baron Munch-noel. ’
19 Gulliver‘- Trln'els. By Deon Swift.
14 Aladdin; or, The Wonderful Lamp.
Iii Rollin-on Crnnoe. (91 illustrations.)
18 fllndhad the Sailor. His Seven Voysges.
29 The Sea Serpent; or, The Boy Robinson Crusoe. By .iua

Lama.
88 The Ocean Bloodhound: or, The Red Pirstss o! the
Cnrrlhm-s. liy S. W. Pierce.
86 The Boy Clown: or, The’Arenn Queen. Byl‘ 8.11111).
88 Ned “'yide. the Boy Scout. By Texas Jack. '
51 The Boy Rifles: or. The Under ound Camp. By A.C.-m
95 The Rival Rovers; or, The reebootsrs oi the Mississl -
By [Jenn-Col. Halsltlns.
98 Robin Hood. the Uutlswsd Earl: or.Ths Merry Men of!)
wood. B Prof. Gildersleeve.
105 Old Rn e, the Hunter; or, The Crow Captive. By Captain
umllton Holmes. '
112 The, Mad Hunter; or, lhe Cave of Death. By Buttons-n.
‘94 Tim”. idle Texan: or. The Young Champion. By George
Glenna.
128 The Young Privateer; or. The Pirate’s Stronghold. By
Barry Coven s .

1:8 slurp fluln; or. The Adventures ofn Friendloss Boy. By'J.
l

erculu.

Ale finder Patten. .
D ky Darrell. Trs per: or. The Green Rsnger of tile 1.].

low tone. By Edward met-so
961 Fergus Fearnallght the ow erk Boy. 3 G. L. Alba.
.66 Killh‘ar. the Guide; or,Davy Crockett's rooted Trail.
By Ensign C. D. Warren.
298 Red Class-é the One-Eyed Trapper; or, The Msid ot the Gill.

By Captain nmstoch.
817 I’eaeoek Pete. the Lively Lad from Ludvllls. By Lion-
temlnt Alfred Thorno.
8.8 The Sky Detective: or. A Boy’s Fight for Life and Boats.
By Mainr Mickey Free.
850 Led Ralph. the River Rover: or, The Brother’s n..-
venza. y Ned Buntllns.
865 Baltimore Ben the Bhotblscll Dstsstivo. Bay A. P. m
874 Gold-Built Tom: or. M’- Donnie Match. re. also...
876 (‘nlit‘ornin Joe's Fir-t. Trail. By Co one The.
Hover Monstery. -
g8 Billy Bomb-hell, ths Cliti‘ Climber. By I. 8. Winthrop.
5 The Billek flhi . By JnhnS Warner.
484 ficmayehe Dle' and His Three Iavinelbiol. Dy
IHYV . “in”.
I!!! “Heard-Arm, the mad 8 ort. 3 Arthur I.“
533 The (‘owbo Duke. 3’ dwin rooke Forrest.
559 Ariel the At iota. By David Druid.
585 Will Waters. tls Bov Ferret. Bv H. Eaton.
682 The Dead Deteetivc’s Double. By Gerald Cut»;
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