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CHAPTER I.
THE SHADOW (’UFFIN.
“ RUARING Rn'kn' was a roaring camp
in a double sense.
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onous roar, and occasionally the camp did
some “ roaring ” on its own account.

The name of the camp was the same as
that of the river, as is the ease in many in
stances throughout the land. The camp had
borrowed the appellation for Want of some-
thing better, and it had been found to an
swer the purpose.

It was, at the time of our story, one of the
most important hydraulic mining-camps in
all Nevada.

The product was silver.

The falls of Roaring River were nearly a
thousand feet in sheer descent, and from the
level above an enormous pressure of water
was obtained, by means of heavy iron con-
duits.

There was a large population, and the
town had many of the conveniences of a,
place many times its actual size. There
were several stores, a big hotel, a bank, an
Express Office, a newspaper, a school and
two churches; and there were saloons almost
without limit.

The hotel mentioned was the “Lullaby
Roost," s0~called because it stood close to the
falls, the noise of which drowned almost
every other sound and made sleeping an
easy thing. -

Ierhaps the most popular place in the
whole camp, of an evening, was the bar-
room of Lullaby Roost.

It was the largest single room in the whole
camp. 9..

Elegantly fitted up, it fininished space for
dancing and fee ambling. providing music
for the former an everything necessary for
the .atter.

The camp had electric lights, the power
being obtained from the falls at no expense,
and by night the saloon of the Lullaby Roost
was a blaze of ii ht. The front of the room
was almost all g ass, and the rear was one
expanse of mirrors.

To this room attentionis invited.

The business of the evening was going at
full blast, and everybody was tryin to get
all the enjoyment possible out of t e fleet-
ing hour. ‘  '

Above every other sound was the heavy,
dull roar of the fallsg'hut this was a constant
monotone, and when ears were once accus-
tomcd to it other sounds could be distinguish.
ed when the senses were alert. - _

Of a Sudden, ejaculations were heard. ,

Men andwomeu looking in the direction
whence. they‘ came, beheld’a sight that
startled them to say the least. '

There, about in the center, of thelwell~
lighted room, suspended in mid-air by
means invisible, was a coffin of regulation
sizeand orthodox shape; somber, mysterious.

« " What‘ther mischief d’ye, make 0’ that ‘3”,
demanded~ the [mayor of the young city,
Anthon Pitts !by name, better known as
“Mad nthony'.” I g ,

“ Durn me of I know what ter make of ct,
Mad Anthony,” somebody responded, in
tone of. alarm. I

.“ It is some trick, that’s what it is,” cried
Joseph Mainerd, the proprietor of the

“ Lullaby Roost. “ Don’t you see; it is only a
shadow!" , ' \ ,
True enough; now that they looked more

closely they could discern objects through,
the heavy, paitlike spot, but this only-

‘ Served to add to the mystery and to the
terror of the superstitious. , e V

‘ Mad Anthony, the .mayor,'tsll, broad and

rfuil~bearded. with hat/set back upon his
forehead and left hand thrust into the pocket
of his jacket, where he usually carried it,
strode forward and thrust his right arm into
the shadoWed space, while thogcrowd looked

son. ' _‘  \ i A 1‘

i Immediately, andflheemih 'ly frdm {the
shadow-coffin itself, was heat” ogrpgm'and
eye?) :he face of the irononerved mayor paler},
s i: ty: .  r ‘

‘ , What did a mean? , ’ .

A crowd quickly pressed around, all eager,

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to see and bear, but the mayor and Joseph
Mainard were the only ones who had ven-
tured to go very close to the mysterious
shadow.

Many a person, in the crowd rubbed his
eyes, or hers, to make sure of beingr wide
awake, and that the shadow-coffin was no
illusion. But, that was needless, for the
object was too plainly visible to all to admit
of any mistake. There it was, as we have
described it.

“ \Vull, I ber durn L” cried the mayor,
withdrawing his arm into the light and step-
ping baek a pace. .

“This joke has been carried far enough,
Mr. Joker,” spoke loudly the proprietor of
the place. “ A pretty good trick, we have
to admit; but, enough of it, if you please!”

This brought forth another groan from the
shadowy shape.

Both the mayor and Mainard fell back an-
other step, looking at each other, and the
crowd widened the space around the shadow-
coilin perceptibly.

The saloon of the Lullaby Roost had never
witnessed anything like this. The room he-
came so still that nothing was heard save the
steady roar of the falls. The electric lights
seemed to make everything ghostly.

All eyes were upon the coffin, and not
more than half a minute had elapsed since it
was first discovered.

Even while they looked, a change seemed
to take place. 7

Certain outlines of the coffin appeared to
grow darker, while others assumed a lighter
aspect.

Then, suddenly, exclamations broke from
the lips of all, as the form of a "body took
shape within in the dark Outlines, and with
cries of terror most of the women fled 'with
fright.

“ Enough of this farce!” cried the pro
prietor, loudly.

“ Durn me of ,I know whether et’s a joke
or not,” said the mayor, just loud epough
for Mainard to hear. .

"‘ You don’t? I thought you had aharder
head than that, Mad Anthony."

“ It is mighty spooky, you’ll allow.” .

Whisperings were oing on upon every
hand, and any num er of fingers were
pointed at the coffin, which every moment
seemed to grow more and more distinct while
they looked upon it. ’

“ Ther place is ha’nted,” one man de-
clared. ‘ ' « . ’

“ That’s what et aire,” another.

“Enough for me.’,’ ‘

" Are. you all tools?" cried the proprietor,
who did not care to have such areport as
that get out. _ “ Are you all fools, I Say? I
tell you it is some trick 1” '

“Then, mebby you will kindly explain
what th'cr trick is.” .

“ I will explain something to the miserable
trickster, when I find out who‘he is." ,

Something more than a minute had now

passed, and the shadow object was becoming
startling .in its distinctness. It was becom-
ing a perfect picture in black and white.
‘ The coma outlines were almost like ebony,
in hue. while the “figure within was white as
It was the figure
of a man, but there was something oyer the
face so that it could not hescen. Every-
thing in the room looked ghostly—ghastly.

Andgeven’ yet the cofiln was Spwtml‘; 0b-
jccts coulde seen through it. ‘ j
l The mayor and/the ‘proprietor wire whis-
pering together, excitedly, and with every-
body else, the excitement was reaching a
highfitch. ‘ . _

l u donly above‘every other soundmvoice
callcdbutz. .1 '   ' U V ' '

“‘Beho it . 
,Noncwconld ten whence it on go, but there
was no mistaking the word,'a the shadow-

, . . comn riveted attention. 5 V
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of the seeming Corpse in the coffin was slo'w-

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ly drawn aside, and when the dead face was x.
revealed a cry barst from the crowd, a cry ,
of terror.

The face was that of Joseph Mainard, cold
and white in death.

That man reeled backward as if he had re-
ceived a blow, pressing one hand to his fore
head while with the other he seemed as if
trying to motion the dread object away.

“ Behold 3”

Once again, above other sounds, that mys-
terious voice called out, but the crowd need-
(-d no urging.

They could not have removed their eyes
from the shadow-coffin if they would, nor
from the man whose double, or self, seemed
actually to be contained therein. They were
chained.

“My God !” gasped Mainard, clutching at
a table for support.

“ It was my merited doom,‘ came a voice
from the shadow-coffin, in deep. sepulchral
accents. “ Behold, the wages of sin!”

With a hollow groan, Joseph Mainard fell
to the floor, and immediately the shadow-
coflin began to fade rapidly away. The
spectral aspect began to disappear from the
room, and in a few seconds everything was
as it had been before. -

A loud, general sigh of “relief broke from
the crowd, and the hum and buzz of ex-
cited talk began, but it was quickly inter—
rupted, for just at that moment a stranger
entered the place, who, looking’around for a
second or two, hailed the crowd with a loud,
cheery salute; but in the same moment he
seemed to realize that something out of the
usual was on the tapis, and he advanced to-
ward the center of the room.

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CHAPTER II.
CENTER-FIRE, THE STRANGER.

THE new-comer was a man worthy of
passing notice. ,-

About thirty years of age, or even younger '
than that, he was an almost perfect specimen
of physical manhood. I

Good-lboking, he had piercing, magnetic
blacks es, 3 black mustache, and his dark
hair fel in a. rich cluster 11 on his broad
shoulders. He was about t 8 medium in
hei ht.

‘ e was clad afterthe manner of the usual '
Wild West sport.

With a handsome ne li ee silk shirt he
wore a Splendid iie loose y notted and held
with ‘ii. pin. n A : ’
‘ Hit a ‘ci'o--‘oi:eplendid.fit, and be-
came hint t. .85: hat was a ‘broadbrim-g
med felt ot .lno’ quality, and hisfeet were in—
cased in patent leathers. a

Every eye was upon him as {he "advanceti
into the room. ‘ t

, “ What’s up, citizens?” he asked.

“Who are you?! demanded ‘Mayor Pitts,
gruffly. ' .

“ Why, I am something ofasport. coming
and going‘at will,” was the easy rejoinder,

’ “ Oh! you sire?” , . i .

“ Yes.” a, r 3

“And mcbbe you had something ter do

"with this businessri’, - \ . * ‘
ive me credit far more than lsi‘due " *

“You
me, sir. he fact is, I do not know what
has been going 011;” i ’

“ Well, her deuce
what.” u .

“ Somebody bemgetting a pill?”

has been to pay,‘_that‘s

know nothin' about at?" g .4
‘“ Must 1 swear to It? Is this man dead 7" -. ,,
indicating the proprietor, .who still lay on V

’ “ No, he ainft dead; bnly fainted." .  -
" ainted?” and the strap er showed some ,_
surp se for Joseph Maine: did not looklike 1
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sir, is Edgar Vandorn-
‘ . “ Great Scott!”
. “ What's the matter?”
“ Is that the shortest you’ve got?”
“ Sometimes'I’m called Center-fire, the
Self-cooker, sir.”
“ Lord Harry! That is almost as bad as
the first, only it's easier to remember.”
" Yes, I think so myself.”
Everybody was paying attention, full of
'interest.
In your western town, people live by ex-
citement, almost, and with each new cause
- the last is forgotten, or nearly so.

“ And why the deuce are you called that
aire?" demanded the mayor. “Come, you
might jest as well interdoosc yerself in full,

" while ye are about et, stranger, an' be done
with etl"

“ Well, you are piling it right on, sir, and
no mistake. But, 1 have no objection to com-
plying with your request. 1 am called Cen-
tor-firer because that’s where I'm set to hit,
every time; and the Self-cooker, because I
lose no time in getting down to business
when occasion requires."

“You seem to have a good opinion of
yriifirself, a mighty good Opinion of your.
so ..”

“No; l ;merely give you the information
you ask for. And, now that I have answer-
Ied your questions, maybe you are ready to

./ rimswer mine. That will be no more than
air."

  

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me?”

“ I inquired what has been going on
here?”

“ Oh, yes, so ye did, that’s ther fact. Ef
you had been hyer you would know what was
goin‘ on."

“It would be a strange thing if I didn‘t,
that's true. But, the man is coming to, 1
see,‘ and maybe he will have no objection to
telling about it. I am interested, I assure

J’Ou- .
r , Willingihands had by this time given help
,. . to Mainard, and he now opened his eyes and
looked around.
The moment he recalled what had happen-
ed, the capression of his face told it.
dA look of terror appeared, and he shiver-
~e . , _
The crowd resumed its busy buzz, and
the new-comer was the center of interest,
"with the'mayor and Mainard as secondary

 ‘ Ill “inn, 1".

‘9 Asiterthat," the mayor; 'v' 'u iii :ider,
_"I ain’t got no ob’ectious-‘tt ' 6, rmy-
sell, only. I wan ter and -7. = that ye

' didn’t know already; and I ain’t~ satisfied on
' i that head yet. ”' . ‘
~'  v Mainard was getting upon his feet.
v' ' ‘tThen you can't accept my word for it?”
asked the stranger. "
“Your word is all right, but you don’t
. back at n with proof. You 'pcared on ther
:: scene mtg ty soon after at happened."
j  “And still you keep me in the dark con-
, . cernlng what has happened”. : t
 p v " Et was a ghost-coffin,” some fellow call-
1  ' ed‘out.‘ ‘
a: ' “ A ghost-coffin? That is Something out
  the usual, I should say. I am sorry. that I
,  \fwas not here a little sooner to see it.”
' ‘ "“ Who is this man?” asked Mainard, of the

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' f-Iesponse.‘ “ Says his name is Center-fire.”

  

 

, dw’trlck, sir?"
 .‘ "491 have had nothing to do with any trick,
gentleman? now with“ a certain ring of
’ sternum tn his tone. " Since I am» the ob,-
~;ie.ct‘of.-ynur s pieion, I demand to know
‘ ‘happe here."
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“Well,‘we’ll tell ye what happened,”
spoke up the mayor, taking it out of the
hands of the proprietor. “"here was a
ghost-coffin seen a few minutes ago, same as
you jest now hearn tell, and inside of that
coffin was ther dead body of Mr. Mainard

' here, ther sight of which sort 0’ knocked him

out 0' time."

“ And you think that I had something to
do with it, eh?"

“ It looked so.”

“ Well, I hadn‘t, so please set your minds
right as to that. And you think it wasa
trick, do you, Mr. Mainard ‘2”

“ Of course it was a trick!” cried the pro—
prietor of the place. “ What else do you
think it could have been? It was some man-
ner of optical illusion; but, it was a shock
to m nerves all the same.”

“ 'm mighty sorry that I wasn’t here to
see it, gentlemen. I have a liking for
anything that smacks of the mysterious, and
I would have made an effort to solve the
riddle if I had been on hand. liven as it is.
I would like to hear all the particulars of it.”

“ Come, let me have a talk with you, my
man," invited Mainard. ” I‘ll tell you the
whole story. " ‘

“ That is to my liking, sir."

The proprietor of the hotel conducted the
stranger into a little inclosuro that marked
the hotel office.

The clerk was there, but Mainard dis-
missed him for a time and invited the stran-

er to be seated, taking the clerk‘s place
himself for the time being, so that they could
be alone.

“ You smoke?" he asked.

T“ Yes, that is one of my vices, sir,” the
response. ‘

The proprietor extended a box of cigars,
and Center-fire took one of the weeds and
lighted it. -

“You say you like to solve the mys-
terious?” questioned Mainard, then.

“ Yes, when it is anything that can be
solved.”

“Then, you are something of a detec-
tivei’?

“ Mi ht be called an amateur.”

“ We 1, I’ll tell you what I’ll do, young
man." I
Mainard himself was a man about fifty
years of age,~jud ng him by his looks.

“And what is t at?” I

“ You find out the person who played that
trick on me, and point him out to me, and
I’ll ive you five hundred dollars, spot cash!"

“ ut, can you be’ certain that it was ‘a
trick, sir?” questioned Center-fire. ‘ I have
known of some mi hty mysterious things in
my time, and may e this was, something on
the supernatural order."

‘ A n the face of the, hotel proprietor
pal , sli htly, but the sport saw him set his
Jaws bar and knew that he was determined
to let nothing overcome him as he had been
overcome the fir t time, He told the story of
mt had happ ned', about as known to the

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“CHAPTER III. \
'rnn suns-rams or run snADow.

Trrsr spent about half an hour to ether.

When they reappeared in the ma‘ n saloon.
at the end of that time, everything had re-
assumed its normal conditions. .

Music and dancing were ‘in order, and‘all
the games of the evening were in full opera-
tion. Gambling was a egitimate business,

= and was carried on in plain sight of all.

Of course, the strange‘eVent'wasstill talk.
ed about among the idlers, but it was some—
thing that had now passed into history.

The leading game of the room was the
faro~bank.   ‘ ' ~ .
Center-fire and Joseph Mainard parted

company. soon after coming out Of- the little"

inclosure. ,.
The sport sauntered around. the room, and

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finally found himself near the faro~table, at
the end of which was a vacant sent into
which he dropped, at first making no motion
to play. 1

” Make your play, gentlemen!”

The others did so, but not the sport, who
seemed to be thinking.

“ Are you coming into the game, sir?”
asked the dealer. “ You, 1 mean, sir,” to
the sport direct.

“Beg your pardon; was thinking about
something else, just then,” responded the
sport.

“ The chairs are for players, only, sir.”

“ That being the case, I’ll be a player.
Give me some bones, if you please, and see
how gracefully I can lose them."

He handed over some money with a care-
less air, receiving chips in exchange. some
of which he placed on one of the cards near
him, and the game continued, but without
excitement.

While Center-fire was playing, the mayor
of the camp came and stoodjust at his right,
looking on. .

He had been there but a few moments
when a queer-looking character approached
the table.

He looked something of a cross between a
preacher and a horse-thief.

Beginning at the bottom, in description of
him, he stood in a pair of rough, stogy
boots.

Then came a great stretch of long frock-
coat, open in front and disclosing the fact
that its wearer had on no vest, but only a red
shirt, and that without a tie.

He was capped off with a coarse slouch
hat, black, like his coat, and he had chin-
whiskers and long, straight hair. He was
rather long and lanky in his physical make-
up, and any one would have judged him to
be fifty years old. ‘

Coming straight to the table, he rested his
fin ers upon it, rolled his eyes to the ceiling,
and in a loud voice admonished: . i

“ Ungodly sons, desist!”

All the pie ers, and all who stood near,
looked at him n amazement.

“ What’s the matter with you?” demanded
Lacy Mulvern, the dealer at the game. “ I
guess you are in the wrong pew, old man.”

“Nay, nay, this is my place, misguided
mortals. Let me prevail upon you to close
this nefarious business at once. never more to
open it. Know ye not that this is the broad
highwa that leadetb—" ‘

” Th is no place for a sermon, old
san timonious,” interrupted Mulvern. “We
dea in goods of another kind, here. Get
out of my way, please, for you are inter-
rupting the game. You had better reserve
your remarks for the women and children,

n Sundany

By this time quite a group had gathered
round, and the attention of the whole room
was being drawn that way.

“ Will you not heed the admonition?
Will you not—” _

" And will on not get out of the way?
Come, now, d man,.don’t let us have any
trouble about this matter.”

“ That is what Iam most eager to avoid,
misguided son. I call upon you to close this
game in peace, and take with you my bless-

ing. There are other occupations in life far v

better—~” ~ 3
“ There, now, that will (it); stop right
where yen are." \
Mulvern pushed back his chair a little,
and made ready to get upon his feet, seeing
which, the old fellow stepped back a pace.
“Yen refuse?” he asked.
“Certainly I refuse." cried Mulvern.
“You xvii not heed my appeal and close
the ' ." ' ' ‘

" at do you take me fort Do you i

think we 'arefools here?” ' I

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word along that line, old sorrel. Gambling

is legal, here, whether you know it or not,

and we have just the same rights as the
man next door has to sell flour and salt. "

“And nothing that I can say will in‘
duce—"

“ You have said too much already.”

“ You still' persist—”

“See here! Get away from here, will
you?"

By this time every eye in the room was
fixed in that direction, and a great crowd
stood around the fare-table.

As he uttered the words last quoted, Lacy
Mulvern shoved back his chair with his
legs and leaped up, and he pointed at the
strange-looking man, face stern and eyes
flashing.

“Then it is no use for me to try fur-
ther—”

“Will you go?”

“Persuasion will have no efi’ect—”

“ Hang it! must I use force with you, af»
ter all?”

“No, no!" cried the old fellow, holding
up both his hands, palms outward; “it is
not necessary, not necessary at all. Since I
cannot persuade you, since you will not
heed admonition, since force of logic would
evident] be lost upon you—give me a bun—
dred do lars' worth of chips!"

The laugh that broke from the crowd was
hearty.

As he said this, the old fellow reached for
a. chair and drew it up and sat down.

And not only sat be down, but he pro-
duced some money and Counted out the sum
he had named and shoved it across the
board.

The saloon of the Lullaby Roost seemed
to be having its full share of excitement this
evening, if not indeed an unusual supply.
What would be next on the tapis?

Center—tire, the sport, laughed as heartily
as any one at the old man's sudden and
strange change of tactics.

“ What can’t be cured must be endured,
eh, old man?” he remarked.

“ Where argument availeth nothing, force
must be brought to hear,” was the sober re-
sponse.

“ Force?”

.1 “ I can think of no better word, ofl-hand.”
“ And still I fail to understand you,.sir.”
“What I mean is where persuasion can-

not accomplish its ob ect, other means must

be used.”

“ I am still in the dark, sir.”

“ What I mean is this, then: Since I could
not grevail upon this misguided 1young man
toe so his ame from choice, must com-
pel him to c ose it of necessity. 1 will break
his bank!”

“ Ha, ha, ha!” laughed Mulvern, the crowd
“ That is about the richest I
ever heard, old man!"

“ I hope your bank is the same, sir."

“ I think you will find it too rich for your
blood.”

“ We'll see about that, later, on. Let the
juggernaut roll along.”

5 he said this, the old fellow put his
whole ‘ uantum of chips upon a single card,
i’nterloc ing his fingers across his breast
while he awaited the result of the

His card presently came out, an — e had
won!

Again he played, putting the whole
amount upon another ‘card, and again he
won!

The dealer looked concerned, and Center-
flre eyed the stran er with interest. He had
considered himsel scrhething of a player at
this game. .

Some of the players who had not been
meeting with success, now placed their stakes
with those of the “Old Saint,” as some one
had dubbed the man.

" That is right,” the old fellow welcomed
this move. " ger we make it the

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sooner will my object be‘ accomplished.

 

Well may you look Concerned, Mr. Dealer;
you are bucking against fate—and Jacob
Mundy."

Whether the man would have succceded in
his expressed object or not, cannot be told,
for about that lime anolhercxcitcment arose,
and one so great that all playing for that
night, in the saloon of the Lullaby Roost at
any rate, came to an abrupt termination.

A murder had been committed, by some
person unknown, and the victim was no
other than Joseph Mainard!

CHAPTER lV.
(‘U.\ll'l.lt‘A’l'l(lNS (‘REEPING IN.

Tm; discoverer of the crime was one
Dudley McGluken.

Dudley was a jovial, good-looking young
Irishman, with a splendid mustache of which
he was proud, and curly red-hair.

lie was popularly known as “ Birdie.”

\Vith a weakness for the girls and danc-
ing, he had just finished a set on the floor
and was escorting his partner to a seat, when
he saw that something w‘s wrong with
Mainard.

Ile sprung to his side, and immediately a
cry of alarm drew all attention in that direc-
tion.

“ What is it, Birdie?” was eagerly asked.

“ Phwat is it, indade!” was the cry.
“ Misther Mainard has been murthered !”

Men sprung to the spot immediately, and
it t0ok but a glance to confirm the terrible
report.

The proprietor of the hotel was sitting in
a chair, in an accustomed place a littlein the
shadow out of the glare of the electric lights,
a look of horror on his flute and his eyes
fixed in death.

McGluken had torn open the man's vest,
and the front of his shirt was red with his
life’s blood.

The whole company stood appalled.

“ Who can have done it?” cried one Char-
lie Bachert.

“ D’ye moind dhe shadow-coffint”exclaim-
ed McGluken, with accent of terror.

“That was no trick, Birdie, sure as you
are born.”

f' Dhat same it was not, dlren. Oi was
shure it was some koind av a banshee, dhe
minute 01 saw it, so Oi was.”

” And on remember the words the man
in the co u said ‘I” queried " Posey " Glover,
the girl with whom McGluken had just been
dancing, who had been one of the few wo-
men not to run away from the sight.

The attention of the whole room was now
centered there.

Mayor Pitts. Center-fire, a sport named
John Klein who had sat nextto Center-fire
at the faro-table, and others, Ihad pushed
their way to the front.

With them was the queer-lookin stran er
who had given his name as Jaeo Mum y,
and who had been dubbed “Old Saint.”

” What's that?" eagerly inquired the Self~
cooker Sport, picking up the remark of.
Posey Glover. ‘ “ That was something I did
not hear, that the figure in the coffin said
somethin .”

“ Did t
mayor. ~

in N0.” _

“ That was queer; must have been some.
thin’ in ct, after all.”

“Well, I should say 90, b the looks of
this,” agreed the Self~cocker port, grimly.
“ But, what was said ?‘.' .

“ Hang me cf 1 kin remember the words
exact—"

"I can. Mr. Pitts," interruptedPosey.

“ Then you tell et, gal."

" What the man in the cofiln said was
this: ‘ It Was my merited doom. Behold,
the wages of sin! ”

The Sell-cooker Sport gave , a low
whistle.

Mainard tell ye?” flashed the

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“ I did not hear that part of it," be said, "
“ What did Mainard tell ye, then?” asked

the mayor.

“ Everything else, I imagine."

“ And what did he want you to do?”

“ IIe desired me to find out who it was
had played him the trick—for such he con~
sidered it.”

” Well, cf et was, this is a worse one,
that‘s a sure thing.”

“ No discounting that fact, sir.”

Others had taken up the body and laid it
on a table, and a doctor was making an
examination.

“ Is he sure-enough dead?” inquired Mad
Anthony.

" Couldn’t be any deader,” was the reply.
“The knife went straight to the spot, and
death was instantaneous.”

“ And who can ha’ done at? This hyer is
somethin’ that has got ter be looked into, i
ruther opinc. Men 0’ Roarin’ River,” rais-
ing his voice, “did any one see this hyer
deed done 2/”

No one answered.

“ Did anybody see any one near ther land-
lord ’fore he was found dead Y”

It seemed that no one had, since there was
still no reSponse, and the mayor proceeded
to question still further.

“ Wal, who was ther last man that seen
ther landlord alive?” he demanded.

Still no response. ' ,

“ Come, we have got ter git at this thing,”
Mad Anthony urged. “ Somebody was ther
last man that talked with him, an’ we must,
get a startin’ p‘int." -

“ I saw him come this wa , when he left
the office there with me some little time ago,”
spoke up the Self-cooker Sport.

“ I spoke t' him myself, just after that,”
said the mayor. ,

“And Oi
dhat last set wint on dhe ilure," declared
McGluken.

“ How do you know it, Birdie?”

“ Because, he spoke to me.”

“ What (lid he say ‘2”

“He sw, sez he, ‘Ye are still at it, are
ye, Birdie?‘ And Oi sez, sez Oi, ' Dhat
same Oi am, Misther Mainard; ()i woud
dance dhe two legs off me fur dhe sake av
dancin' wid Posey Glover.”

“ That has no bearing on the case, further
than to show the one fact that the murder

was committed after that time,” remarked

the Center fire Sport. 1

“ And how are we goin’ to get any clorzter
to st?” demanded the mayor. .

“Did any one see him alive after that?”
asked the sport.

No one responded.

“ Don’t be afraid to speak out,” the
stranger ur ed. “We must get the truth
out of this i we can.” -

“That’s what's the matter,” said John
Klein, the other sport mentioned. "” If you
will take hold of it, Center-fire, I will help
all 1 can.” '

“It is every man’s duty to take hold of’

it," declared the new-comer.

“You may count me in, for all I’m
worth.” spoke up Jacob Mundy, 01‘ “Old
Saint ” so-called.

“Look hyer,” cried the mayor, turning

suddenly full upon him, struck with a new
thought, and forcibly: “Had you any-
thing to do with this crime?”

“ Me!" in test amaze.

“Yes, you! That jest kem to meyWhen
you s oke.” -

by, m good sir, Was I not-at that
card table wzen the thing he pened? ’

‘ Yes. I know yo was. a that’s jest the
p’int. \Mebby you got up that excrtement
a-pur to draw 'tention—"

“ y good, sir. I mustprotest.
rank injustice, By what stretch of the im-

agination you can make such a charge, 13.6, -  . ‘

nuts to me. My mission is one of re.

orm—”

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for such a charge as that.”
“Don't you brother me; I wouldn’t own

was condemnin’?"

“ That is true; but, the end justified the
means. Iintended to break the bank and
give the proceeds to charity. The dealer
would not accede to—” .

“ Where’s what ye won? How about
charity wi‘ that?"

“ Charity begins at home, sir!"

In spite of the awful moment, this sally
' elicited a laugh, which only served toincense
Mad Anthony.

“ Men of Iioarin’ River," the mayor called
out, “ I ain’t satisfied with this hyer gnloot,
and as mayor of this camp I order his arrest

'till we have time ter sift this thing!"
- Here was excitement.

“ I protest! I protest!" cried the long
coat-ed stranger. “ There is no sense in
such an arrest. [’pou what grounds is it
ordered, sir?” \

“ (in ther grounds that I have a suspieion
hat you ain't straight: that is whatgronnds.
When you made that. ’eitcment at. ther table,
then was a bully ehanee fer this deed ter be
done—"

“ That’s So, Mad Anthony?" Voices inter-
rupted, and hands seiZed the stranger.

“And am I the only stranger in your
eamp tonight?" the prisoner demanded.

. , “ Was that excitement the first that has been
f experimeed 
i; j At this, glances were east at (‘enter-fire,
the Self-coeker Sport, but' he boldly met
. every eye.

, ~ “ lf 1 must be arrested, I demand justice,"

\ the lullg‘ACOatml stranger Went on. " If there
are other strangers in this place to-night,
arrest them all, or let me go free. Treat all
alike, Sir Mayor.”

Still more menacing glances ‘were cast at
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CHAPTER V.

THE SECRET SHOT. (‘0)!MOTION.

“WHA'Ii have ye got ter say for yerself,
young man ‘2” asked the mayor.

“This is the second time suspicion has
been pointed toward me,” responded the
«Self-cooker Sport. .

3 " An’ the more’s the reason why you should
 45* ‘ have somethin’ ter say. Thar is hoss sense

i . in what this sanctimonious old hypocrite has
offered. Not that I’m against ye.”

“ You are not far short of it, sir. ”

“ Wull, what 6’ e say?” '

“ All Ican say s this: I am innocent of
everything concerning the events of this
[night here.” I V

“ And the same say I,”chimad in the long
coated stranger. ‘,'All I want is a fair
chance, and equal justice done. If you ar-
rest me, arrest other stranger-sag well. Isn't
that about right?" ’ ‘
 “ Let's lookat this thin
‘  .\1i09ed the Self-cooker Spo .
. Well?" said the mayor.
“Mr. Mainard himself held me to be in-
‘ 110th of any part in that coffln trick. and
engaged me to try to find out something
about that. It was my intention to do so.
Now that the mystery has doubled, I am
“- more than ever eager to sift it to the bottom. ”
 “ What has that got ter do with ct?"

.t -“ You want this matter explained, don't
.,  your". ‘ .

 a“ You‘ can bet your life that we are goin’

iii-'- ,19llflvectcxplaiued1", . ,

 “Walk”! stand ready tolend you all the
_.;‘itidin‘m \tpo ,er. Does that look as if I am
 guilty ‘ .auysliare in it?”
. f'anownscand exactly,” cried the on
Saint, “I a willing to do all‘I can to
. bring about ’the punishment of the guilty
the. Release mmands see if Iam not as

a ‘ minute,” pro-

  
 

  

. V “ Nay, nay. brother, you have no grounds

J' ye! Didn t you take a hand in ther game ye

news had reached the outside.
way, and had had many followers.

out;

Iainard has got ter he ’venged!”

" That is ther right talk!” echoed another.
“ Make prisoners of ’em both, anyhow !”

“ And let the real murderer escape while
your are fooling away time in this fashion,”
sneered the Self-cooker Sport.

“ We will be makin’ sure of two suspects,
anyhow," the unseen first speaker made re-
joinder. ‘

“ Well, you must not attempt to arrest me,
that’s all."

“ What's that?"

“ You heard what I said.”

“ See hyer, what do you lialkaylate ter do?"
asked the mayor.

“I am innocent of any share in these mat-
ters, Mr. Mayor, and l shall resist arrest if
it is attempted."

“ ’l‘her deuce ye will! Men, make sure of
him, too. lbegin ter have a sneakin’ sus-
pieion that these two fellers ar' into this
thin;r together, and it is our business to find
out!"

Several men sprung forward to obey the
mayor‘s command. .
Before anybody could realize what was
taking place, three or four of them had
tumbled over.

And with such force had they tumbled,
too, that they carried to the floor with them
several otluxrsfwiih whom they had collided
in the act of falling,

'l‘he sport’s fists had done it.

Having cleared the space immediately
around himself, the young athlete gave a
leap and was upon a table, and in his hands
he held a pair of glittering guns, with which
he promptly covered the crowd.

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claimed. “ Does anybody else want to make
me prisoner?” ~

The mayor, as everybody else, was looking
at the man in amazement. .

“ Durn me of he ain’t a self-eotker fer a
fact!"

So one fellow expressed it.

“I can generally take care of myself in
a. scrimmage,” was the ,1 cool res 0 so.
“ What are you going to do about filth.
Mayor?”

“ What do you mean ter do with them! ’ar
guns?" demanded Mad Anthony.

“ 1’” play some music with them, if you
want it that way. I am not going to be
taken prisoner, so don't make any mistake
about it. If you try it on, somebody islgoing
to get hurt.” ‘

“ And what of we let ye off?”

“ In that case, I am going to try to solve
this mystery for you.”

“Mad Anthony, I think you have made
a mistake here," now spoke up John Klein,
the sport. ‘ -

“ How is that, John ?"

Klein was a cool, level headed fellow, as
every one knew. I '

“We know that this cntleman did not
commit the crime himsglf, for he was at
Lacy Mulvern's table when it took place. "'

(‘ Me too!” cried out the Old Saint.

“Yes. you too," admitted Klein. “ We
know that neither of you did the deed."
."Then. what would you do- about ct?”
asked the mayor, who had some respect for
John Klein’s opinion in matters.

“I would let them go, and we will get
down to business and try to put the crime
where it belongs. It seems to tne’that is the
right view to take of it. We haVe no
proofs.”

“ That "suits me.” eried the Old Saint.

 

goo‘ ,‘ d’as mv word.”

By this time a part of the crowd was be-
ginning to show a Vengeful spirit, and'the

Mainard had been apopular man, in his
One man somewhere in the throng called

“Hang ’em both, an’ then you’ll be sure to
get the right one! Ther death of Joseph
A,

mayor,
free. but we'll hold this one till ther thing is
settled.”

“ Greatly obliged to you,” said Center-fire,
with something of a tinge of sarcasm in dis-
guise. “ You are accepting the situation
just .as it stands, which is a very sensible
thing to do.”

“ What d’ye mean?"

“ Just what I say, sir.”

“If you hold me you must hold him,"
complained the Old Saint.

By this time there was a great mob out—
side the doors, and the room was packed
with people. ~

The roar of the many voices almost equal-
ed that of the falls, and many of the hot—
headed ones were eager that somebody
should hang forthwith.

Seeing Center-fire, the Self-cocker, on the
table. with his weapons in hand, it got noised
that he was the man who had killed Main—
ard, and from the front part of the room a
cry for his life went up.

“ You will find that I am running this
’thing my own way,” Mad Anthony made re-
Spouse to Jacob Mandy. “ You are my
prisoner, fer the time bein’.”

“ And you will have to show your author—
ity, sir, or there is going to be some trouble,"
apprised Center-fire.

“ How is that?”

“ Don’t you hear? They are beginning to
. bowl for somebody to hang.”

l “ Then you jest tell ’em ‘to step their
j howlin‘ an’ that I say so; we have got a
i prisoner and know what ter do with him."

His reason for delegating this to a strangrr
was, no doubt, because the man was in atom»
mending position on a table, while he him—
self was with the general throng.

(‘enier-fire raised both his arms, WeapOrs
still in them, and motioned for the crowd to
become silent. '

“ Men of Roaring.r River,” he spoke as loud-
ly'as he could, to make himself heard plainly,
“ there is no .call for an rash Work here.
Your mayor has made an arrest, but there is
no proof against the prisoner as yet—”

“ You ar’ the galoot. we want,” sung out
one fellow.

“ Well, my man, maybe you would like to
come and take me," the Self-cookerinvited.
“ Nothing can be gained by rashness, let me
tell you. and you may make a serious mis-
take. Let us go slow in this matter, and I ’
pledgo'you my word that I will do all in my
power to aid in finding out the murderer.”

Barely had he ceased speaking,"when the
report of apistol was heard from a distant
corner. ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘

The. Center-fire Sport reeled and fell fro
the table, shot.

Ready hands caught him as he came doors.
and the next moment Mad Anthony leaped
upon the same table.

“ That was a cowardly thing ter do!" he
shouted. at the same time pulling a gun from
his hip pocket. “ Let ther man what ddn‘e et
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plunk him!" , V
He looked in the direction whence‘tbe
shot had come, but could not, or
course, single out the man who flredyit. and
while he was inquiring if any one knew
who had done it. there arose a great com-
motion on the outside. Pete was a rattle ‘
o; revolvers, and the ma ‘ yelling of scores
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omen-nan: snows Hrs mum.

_ FOR a moment all action within the saloon
ceased.

Then there arose a shout, and all in the
forward part of the big room made a break
for the doors.

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And out they went, despite the fact m

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bullets were flying and there was a fair
chance that somebody would put himself in
position to stop one of them.

Mayor Pitts leaped down from the table
and turned to where several men were caring
for the Self cocker Sport”

John Klein was the principal of these.

“ Is he dead, 'John '1” the mayor asked.

"No; he gota blunt on the head, but it
was a close call,” was the response. “It
was the leather band of his hat that saved
him, nothing else in the world. I would
like to know who it was fired at him, forI
rather like the stranger ”

“ You think he is square?"

“ I know he is."

“ How d'ye know ?"

The sport whispered a word in the mayor’s
ear.

“ The deuce ye say!” the mayor exclaim-
ed. “ Hold fast to that other prisoner,
boyecs, and lodge him safe in the cala-

e II

" You have no right to do that,” protested
the risoner.

“ e deuce I haven’t!”

“ I mean no right in justice, sir. There is
no more against me than there is against this
other man."

“There is the fact that the murder was
done while you was makin' that ’citernent at
Lacy Mulvern's game, and that makes it
look ’spicious against you. We'll take care
of you, anyhow.”

“ Sir, I protest, I protest! Give me——-”

“Take him off," the ma or shouted.
"Lock him up, and see that e stays thar
till we have time ter deal with him."

“ But, I am innocent, sir; I am—"

“ Yes, tell all ther boys there is no pmof
a inst him yet," shoute the mayor. “But
a the same hold fast to him.”

The long~eoated stranger was dragged
away, shouting his protests, and the mayor
turned his attention a sin to the Self-cooker
Sport, with whom ohn Klein was still
busy.

The noise outside was still kept up, but
the firing was not so close by as it had
been at first. I

Some of those whom the Self-cocker had
knocked over were attending to their in-
jured eyes and noses, and one fellow de-
clared he thought a mule had kicked him.

"I don’t wonder at et," declared ’the
mayor. “ We didn’t know jest how bad et
was loaded; hey, Klein?"

“That’s what’s the ,matter,” the home
sports eed. - t

“ Is‘ a cominhto?”

(I Yes."

In another moment the Self-cooker Sport
opened his eyes. ‘

For a few seconds he appeareddazed, and
then he raised his hand and felt of his head.

" Did I get” it bad i" he asked.

" Notas bad as on came mighty near get-
ting it,” answers Klein.

9 How long have I been on my back ?"

“ Maybe two or three minutesl”

“ Oh, that is not much of a loss, then.
Bugyherois the Old Saint? Did you let him

“ You can bet yourlifeiwe didn’t!"

" Just as well, ’ as he made an eifort and
got up, staggerin a little at first. “ I have
asuspicion somet ing like your own, that
overvthing is not square with him."

, " Yes, and I beg your pardon ferthinkin'
you was in ct.”
* The Self-cooker 8 art looked, at the mayor
sharply, and from h m to Klein. who gave a
"quiet signal for him to say nothing.
" I want to speak with you in private,
tiemen," Center-tire said. ,

f“ All right; we can step right here."

" Where is all the crowd? t _

" Gene ter see ther fight."

, itmghtrt ‘
l " es; thar’s another battle on between

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“ Then you have some mine-rivalry here,
have you?”

“ Well, you can bet hard that we have!”

This was said in a way to give the impres.
sion that it was a matter of no slightimpor-
tance.

They had now drawn aside from the others,
and the stranger said:

“ I suspect that you know more about me
now than you did before this mishap, gentle-
men."

” Wull, ruther,” drawled the mayor.

" We know who you are, sir," averred
Klein.

“That’s what Ithought.
know?"

“Not another one, I uess."

" And you will keep it still?"

“ That's what we will,” the mayor prom-
ised, speaking for both.

“ You see,” said the Self-cooker, “ I am
here on business, and it mi ht not be well
to let it be known that I am eadwood Dick,
Junior.” .

“ Ef I had knowed ei, ther wouldn’t been
any sech fool work on my part, sir," said
the mayor, humbly.

“ That was all right, as it stood at the
time of, it." admitted Dick. “I’m sorryl
had to topple over some of your good men,
but there was nothing else I could do."

“ Except to be arrested," laughed Klein.

“ And that I couldn’t allow to happen if I
could prevent.”

“ Right enough."

“ But, what is your opiné of ther hull mat-
ter?" asked the mayor.

“ It is a mystery. I’m sorry I was not on
hand to see that wonderful spectercofiin.”

‘5 And so am I, too," declared the mayor.

“ There is no doubt but Mainard was right
in declaring that it was the work of human
agenc —-in fact, we need no one to tell us
ghat; it IS evident he had reason to know

t. I!

“ You think So?"

“It is plain enough. He withheld from
me the words that were spoken, while he
engaged me to find out the author of the
mischief."

“And what did it all mean i"

“The words give us our only clue,"

“ And you take it that Mainard had done
some crime ‘2" ‘

. “Yes, undoubtedly.”

" And now revenge has been had for it.”

“ That is the way it looks to me, now that
we know a little more than we did.”

, “ I reckon you aire about ri ht,"
Ned Anthony. :“ Anyhow, Ma nard
on ther dead list, ripe fer a funeral.”

“ But, about this mining war; is Colonel
Bio dow’s mine involved i"

” e is one of the fl liters, sir.”

“ Then it looks as I would take a hand
in that matter, too, before I get done here."
Kl“iYou came to see Blondow‘t” asked

6 u.

" Yes."

“ About that strange case of his?"-

Do any others

ut in
now

“Since you know my secret, through no,

fault of mine, I will trust you.” . t

“You need not be afeerd ter do so,” as~
sured the mayor. ” You ar’ no stranger to
as b reputation, an' we’ll stand by ye. ’

 take, you at your word, then. ’

“ And that’s why you are here?"

‘ “ That is it; I have come to find Biondow’s

missing child.” ‘ ,

“’ W ell. it is to be hoped you‘can find him,
for the old man has been almost out of his
{read ever sence the little‘feliow was miss-
“ .H t

" Has‘either of you a suspicion i”, .

" We think the same as Blondow himself

:--—that Tramwell knows something about it.”

." But there is no proof ?” '

“Not a pinch.” .  ‘

“ Well, mind that-you keep what you have
learned,,and I’ll. do what I can toward sift-

ing this newest mystery for you.” :

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Their talk. was carried on for a few’rho-‘a .
ments, when they parted company, themayor ,-t" ’
turning to give his attention to the murdered;
man and the business of that matter, while '
Deadwood Dick and John Klein went out
upon the street in company. ‘

There was a lively time a little further up,
the gulch, where the two mining-camps
were located, and they bent ther steps in
that direction.

CHAPTER VII.
THE REASON FOR THE TROUBLE.
DEADWOOI) DICK felt that he had struck a,
lively town. ., .p
we have said of it, it was a roaring . 
town in more ways than one, and it was Liv—iv} i;
Certainly a roarer in one way. . ‘ 
Outside the saloon, the falls made such a ,3 .
noise that Dick had to pay close attention to .4 1;
his companion to understand what he said. =
Klein, however, being used to the roar did
not appear to notice it.
" A wonder that noise don’t set you crazy, “
Dick observed.
“ We don‘t notice it," was the response-‘
“ You won't mind it after you have been
here a month or so." V «' ‘\
“Ihave no present thought of remaining , .2;
that ion , But, about this mining difficulty: w 
what is it all about? They seem to mean
business, I should say."
“ You can bet your life they do. I think
this will be the final battle."
‘ “ Then they have been at it before?"
“ Oh, yes.”
“And which is in the righti”,
"Well, it is my opinion that Blondow is-
in the ri ht." '
“ Gla to hear that, since I must throw m y
weight with him in the matter of his missing
boy. What is it about?" ’
.“ A piece of ground claimed by both.” ’

 

 

“ Valuable?" , . , ‘
“Mighty. The best spot in’ the whole- .3
gulch. " " ‘ \ l‘

“ No wonder they both want it, then."
“Not a bit.” , a  p ._
“ And you say Blondow has: the bests?  ' ’

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is
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claim?" _ ‘s t ,.
“Yes, so I think. You see, he was the  ,.

first here, and he took up an old claim that "  . ;;' 5

had been abandoned.”  .- § ,

l . {’3 .‘ y

“ The original a ers called for three oer-A {v  ‘
tain lines of certs n ength running in certain -, ! ,;“ .1
directions, but the fourth was omitted, some ., “ ‘ 
how.” . ‘\ , ’_ i t

“ Bad." ‘ v

“ Yes, but it is to be inferred that it would” ,
have been a straight line‘," like the opposite,  ,. jg
thus forming an ,oblon s uare.'and t Seems’   -,
to me that it was mere y t no mistake of the
man who wrote up the papers.”

“ Very likely.” - ‘ 3 

“ But, alone comes Bill Tramwell, an 3 .
finding this v. gable ledge, he stakes out H 
square that takes it in. but by so doing. one ‘,
corner of his claim runs awa up into
Biondow’s claim, where the miyssin H119»

   
  
  

 

    
  

   
 
  
  
   
 
 

aunt-shell.” , ,,  
“ It is plain to me that Blondow is in the
right." ‘ 'l 1 q' i  :
*}“That is my opinion, and most of‘the "h
best man of the camp think the same; but "
Tramwell has a big following among the.
rougher element. and he has been be 
ho] his ground." 'u I- 
" But, you think they are now preparlnfg
for the final fight." « ' .  V
" Yes. 'Tramwell has ,pre ared to W615i:
the led e. and. Blondow saw that he shin
not dot"  ' ‘ ~ .
“ what was the shooting about. M
on?” . . ~t  . 
“ Well.’ I hardly know, for I did-notfthin
itwould, be a fight by night, for that’s a b

   
  
  

     
   
  
  
   
   

  
   

time for 'gunning.”

   

    
   

   

 .“And what about the missing boy?” he
i made inquiry.

' , there is nothing about it, only
that Charlie Blondow has not been seen for
nearly a month."

” And on what ground has Tramwell been
suspected?"

“ On the ground that he is the openly
avowed enemy of Colonel Blondow.”

“That appears a good reason, but what
could be hope to gain by stealing the child '2"

“ Give it up.”

“ How old is the boy ?”

“ About ten years.”

“ His mother here?"

“ Dead.”

“ I see. Well, I shall try to do what Ican
in that matter.”

“And if you succeed you will have the
old man's blessing, if nothing more, for he
dotes on the boy.”

“ Has he no other enemy than Tramwell‘?"

“ Not that I know of. except Tramwell’s
minions, and they are a hard lot."

“ I include them all with Tramwell him
self. Well, we are nearing the scene of
action; can you get me into Blondow’s
domain?”

“ YIes, I guess so; we’ll work around this

way.

Klein led the way.

" How shall I introduce you ?" he asked.

“Privately, by my right name: but if
others are around, then let it be as Center-
fire, the Self-cooker.”

“ And you are a self—cooker, too, by the
Lord Harry!” ‘

“ I have to be, in my line of work.”

They passed all around to the south of the
scene of the fight, for shooting was still go-

. ing on in a dcsnltory manner, and finally

came out upon a narrow ledgetrail.

Here suddenly, they were challenged.

“ Haiti"
“ Here we are, Short,” responded Klein.
, “ Who are e?"

, “ John Klein, and a man who must see
Blondow at once."

“ Thought at was you, Klein; pass right
along."

They went forward, and ere long were in-
side the mine-inclosure, for Blondow had
been obligedtolclose in his mill, etc.

“« Where is Colonel Blondow?" asked
Klein. 9

, - “Right out thar at ther front,” answered
 g ' the man addressed. ' '
.v  .“ Is be busy ?”

 

.t-  ,
-  . ' 5" Sounds likeet, don’t at? He is peggin'
f. f” l . 109d at Tramwell's cusses over. on t'other'

Bids." 1 .
“Shall we go to the front?" Klein asked.
, ,' “ Certainly," answered Dick. _
, ’ .Theyin‘oved on, and ere long were among

 

the defenders behind the ,stockade fence
around the mine. . ’

“Yon, Klein?" he said  '
b0; YBS. find lime: r... tr; see you, some-
. y U 870' in or.” ‘
». , “ NY)? Deadwood'Dick, funior?”
, " The same," assented Dick.
 " Thank God!” ‘I r
 The mine owner caught Dick’s hand and
virus; it. . «
“But, I am here tinder another name,”
x,‘ .pnnouneed Dick. “Just as wen to remain
 unknown.”  =
(’1‘ Beater, perhaps. What. do you call
’ ' ’u , ‘ r, v

  

 
  

‘  '3 “’del, Ihave given -mmee aledgar
‘~: ‘ Xaddmnbrecker, but as nobody'is likely to

' r llama-(Web! that I have 'adopted a snappy
Madon- ‘ besides-3’ . . 

' "‘ , adan‘dyl" interrupted Klein. ,\

  

‘ .~ 9.“ Qatari? ,
' A"Oe er-tire, the Self-cockerr”.
" .  is something unique, I'll be

   

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, ' ’ Tile minéaowner was soonfound. ‘

'sihle, you see. "

Deadwood Dick. J r.’s, Double—Decker. =

“ Yes, you are right. I am half afraid
they mean to attack me and burn me out be—
fOre morning.”

“ They have a larger force than you ‘3"

“ About twice as big.”

“That is bad. You have a good fence
here.”

" Yes, but it could soon be battered down.
“’0 are keeping up a. show to hold them in
check.”

“Mr. Klein has told me about the case.
You feel sure that you are in the right, I
suppose."

“I know I am in the right, and I mean
to fight while I have a leg to stand on, too.”

“ And I must throw my weight with you.”

“ I had been praying that you would
come."

” We will look over the ground to-morrow,
and drive them over the line.

“Drive them! Didn't you just hear me
say that. they double us in numbers? I am
satisfied to hold my own.”

“ Yes, I said drive them, and that is what
I mean. We will use a little strategy as an
offset to their superior numbers, and I think
we will be able to do them up."

" By heavens, Center-fire, if on can do
that for me I will give you a hail" interest in
the minel”

" Oh, no, I'll serve
than that, sir."

CHAPTER VIII._
DEADWOOD men’s SUGGESTION.

COLONEL BmNDow gave some directions
'to his men.

Having done that, he, Dick, and Klein re-
paired to the main office for a chat.

” What opened the fight to-night?” asked
Dick.

“Why, some of my men were running
ina cart load of provisions, preparing for
a siege, when they were discovered and at
tacked."

“ Hal” ‘

“ The rest of my men ran out to their help.
and there was a lively time for a little
while." '

"Anybody get hurt?"

“ Two of my men get slight wounds;
ditén’t know what the result was on the other
8 C.” a
you think if they made an attack
to-night t iey would overcome you, in spite
of the ,fence, do on?"

“ That’s what fear.”

"I have an idea.” ‘

“What is it?”

Dick spoke one word, no more.

“ Great Scottl’,’ cried Blondow.
didn't Ithink of that?”

“Because it did not happen to come to
you. I suppose. sir.”

"Se , rather, that I hadn't the inventive
mind or it.”

"No. the thought did not come to you,
that was all. Have you\ got a-supply of
“ Yes. a big lot of it.” '

" And how about the other mine?"

“ All they have got is in use.” , '
“Excellent! A ter we gave them the
idea, they would play the same trick, if pos-

1

you for a less reward

 

u 

’ “But, ,they can't. do it! By heaven, Dead-
wood Dick, we have got them right where
we want them, no mistake!” ' ,
“ So I think myself. Sets force of men
at work and extend the pipe to the fence,
and carxy a supply there to run it further if
necessa y." i '

“It shall he done, Great Scott! we’ll .be
a'ble to flush them clear opt ,ot the gulch, it
We get'n fair shot at them with the water.

, Everything was changed inn. moment. '

There is forCe enough to upset a house!"- ‘ ‘ ‘

That is to say, the prospects on the side of . '

  
   
  
   
   
  
   
  
    
  
   
  
   
 
    
  
    
   
  
     
   
  
   
   
    
  
  
  
   
  
  
   
  
    
   
   
 
    
   
 
  
  
   
    
 
  
   
 

defense, but could carry the war into the
camp of the foe, despite numbers against
them.

\Ve have described the camp, with the
great falls of Roaring River.

The pressure of water for mining purposes,
a thousand feet in vertical pipe, was-enor—
mous, and the wonder was that it had not
been thought of before.

Many a time had the miners seen the
finger of water, as it came cracking and
snapping from the nozzle of the pipe, hold
in abeyance a bowlder of many tons’ weight
until they could escape from under it.

No force of men could stand before it.

The men of the “ Royal ” were jubilant
as soon as this plan was made knowu to
them.

A force was set to work immediately, to
carry the pipe to the fence, while the re-
mainder of the men kept up a show of de-
fense with their rifles and revolvers.

Every man had been cautioned not to let
the secret out.

Meantime, Klein had returned to the
camp center, and Deadwood Dick and Colo-
nel Blondow retired to the office of the
Royal for a private talk.

"Well, you came here to attend to the
matter I wrote about, of course,” the colo-
nel observed. ‘

“ Yes, sir, I am here to find your lost bov
if I can.” '

“ And God grant that you may succeed.”

“I hope it may be so.”

“I told you I would give the particulars
upon your coming.” ~

“ Yes.”

" And still there is little to tell. ‘he boy
is simply missing, and I know not where he

I

p.-
m

.“ You have accused this man Tramwell?”
“ Yes. "
“ And what does he say?”

he Would want of my brat.”

"And that is the Question: what would,
he want of the child ‘2".

“I give it up.”

“ Still you think him guilt .” .

“He would do anything Ii) his power to
injure me. ” ,

“ You have some other reason for think—
ing him the abductor, perhaps.”

“ The fact that the boy did not disappear
until after the war opened between us,
mainly.”

” And you can suspect no one else?" '

“ No one."

“ gho is your heir, after your son?”

|( a?! I \ I

“ That opens another view?”

" Strange that I did not look far enough
for that.”

“ Then, there is something in it, you
think?"

“ No, there is nothin in it, sir.
the thought that made e exclaim.” '
“ Then, there is no heir?”

“ A hundred of them, sir. A host of

\

i

would not amount to much, divided among
them all.” ‘ v

“No possibility of any one nearer than
these cousins?” _ , ,
“No, the come next.” ' g

“ Then 1 ere does not appear to be much

besides this man Tramwell?”
“ Not that I am aware of." I “
“ Well, tell me about the disappearance 0
our boy.” ' g .
“It will be a month in just three days,
since it happened." . ’
"A long time, but still he may be found,
if‘living.” ’ ‘ - - ,'
“ I hope so.’,’ ‘ . ,
“ Well, the particulars?" ' .

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the defenders. ,-

 

:~ I“  ‘t-You‘Jeern-to’be having it livelyd/ie‘re,
4?; 7 galoiOnel mqumvf’ ‘ "

 
 

Now. they were not only sure df means 0! ,
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coming here to my oflice, and that was 
last seen of him.” _ , v ‘

  

” Merely sneers, demanding to know what _

It was

cousins, and the like. The property I own ‘

in that view of it. You have no othe‘renerny 7

“I left h m at the house one morning, on ,

 
    
     
     
      
      
       
       
        
        
    
      
    
       
          
     
       
     
 
   
    

    
 
     
 

Deadwood Dick, J r.’s,’iDouble-Deckelr.l

 

 

“ You keep house, then?"

‘( lyes'DI

“ 1 am told you are a widower?”

“That is true. i have a. trusty house-
keeper, however.” '

“ And what said she?”

‘ “ She said that (‘harlie had left the house
about an hour after I left, saying:r he was
going to the office to isee pupa."

The man was nearly overcome while he
told about it, proof of the strong afl'ection he
had for his boy.

“ \Vas he in the habit of going anywhere
else?"

“Only to school and home again.‘

v

“ He had been cautioned about the falls?” .
lic- ‘

“ No child is allowml near the falls.
Sides, he was afmid of the water."

“ That seems to (“SPUHU of ihnt, then."

“ I feel sure that was not his late.”

“ And you have no clue, other thun what

’you have tuetitiomui'r”

" I am afraid that is oil I can suggest."

“This Seems to h:- a town of mystery,
You have heard about the Mini. utthe Lull-
uby Saloon‘Z':

“ Something about it."

“ Strange thing."

" Yes, it'l littVt: gut. it. straight. ' You in-
tend to tuke hold of that, too?"

“ do. Were you well acquainted \\’lill
Nttinard 1’"

“ Yes."

“ lCVer know anything; in his discredit?"

“No more than the average mortal has
scored against him, sir.”

“ Well, it in plztin tlmi. he had a foe, and ,
tukcn ;

one who desired his lilo—":tlltl luts
it."

“ No disputing that."

“ And the (presti'nn is, who was that foe?
You have never heard him speak of having?r
n particular enemy?"

“I never have. In fact. he was rather
(lose about his atl‘uirs."

"There is reason to' believe that it was
it matter of reVenge, for some wrong the
man had done in the past. But, all that will
have tohe sifted. I will now take leave,
Mr. lilondow. Curry on the work, and
meantime I’ll scout around a. little."

 it shall be pushed with all haste, rest as-
su'red.”

So they parted.

/

I

CHAPTER 1X.
CENTER-FIRE Axo TRAMWELL.

WHEN Center~firc, the Sell-cooker, got
back into the town proper, he found achauge
in the appearanceo the Lullaby Roost.

Nearly all the lights were out, and the most
brilliant spot in the camp had become Sudden-
ly the dullest, out of respect for the dead
proprietor. ‘

J ust across the street from the Lullaby
Saloon, was another called the ltousesup
Ignnch, in contrudistinction, which was some-
t ing at a. rival to the former, but not so ele-

gant. .
With‘tho Lullaby in darkness, however,

It the Rouse up loomed up resplendent.

t Center-fireflentered this resort.

, He had learned, by the way. that this was
the head unrtcrs of Trumwell'a bad lot, and,
in fact, 0 I'l‘ramwcll himself.

The place was throng'ed,’ for many who had
been forced out of the Lullaby thus enri y in
the’ evening. had come hero to finish the
night's amusement, for the death of oneciti-
zen was little check upon the populace.

Dick, was recognized the moment he enter
ed the door. - «

Exclamation greeted him.

“ llere he is!" was one thing that reached
his ears. ‘ ,

“ Yes, here I tun, citizens, as large as My,
' and still. a-kicking," he oheerily responded.

" Is. inanstepped forward toward him.
p“ You are the sport who kicked up the

4 , I

rumpus over in the Lullaby awhile ago?" he
,askcd. .

“ I'm not the man,” answered Dick.

“ lut, they say your are, and if so, I want-
to1 scrape acquaintance with you. that is
al 

“ And whom have I the honor of address-
ing?"

“ William 'l‘rumwcll, owner of the Prince

minc."
“ Glad to know you, Mr. 'l‘ramwcll, hut

 

there is u mistake in identity on your part."
f‘No 'mistake ut nil?" some fellow sung
out. “ lie is the galoot l"
lliek looked to tind the man, but he was
not. to be seen.
“ That's complimentary, to he called a
.guloot," he said, laughing.
.“ Are you not. (‘1 nter lire the Sell-rocket",
SU—(‘nlled'f' demanded 'l‘rnmwell. .
“ Yes, that's my handy name, sir."
“ Then why are you tryng to deny it?"
"You tt-zlatul me il' l “:15 the man who

' kicked up the l'usw in Lullaby. and I said l

was net; hut,you have got my name all

- right."

“Then it wann't you, eh?"

“ it. was not." i
v “ Well, what do you
inatter'?"

“No more ilmrt tillers who “we there,
llr. 'l’ramwr ll. illéttil 2t oyster".- to me, as l
Suppose li, is itt ytttt,” ' - '

“ And ll is :t mystery to me, sure enough,
I hear that. you have (dirt Med :1 tit‘it‘l’illllttl‘

ltn 1w ahont the

‘ tion to Hill. lllt‘ mutter, it you can."

“ Well, i have Hid that I Would like to
get at the ort'stt-ry.”

" (‘otne this way, and let’s have a chat."

” Agreenble to me, Sir."

Tt‘ntnwell led the way down the room till
he found it place where they could take
seats. ‘ _

When seated, he said: i

“ Now, i don't know much ithout you, but
if you are anything of a detective I want you
to go into this thing to win.”

" l (tout lay claim to much distinction in
that line, sir.”

“ No matter; maybe you are some gOod at.
it.” '

“ Remains to be seen."

“ lf'you can show me the slayer of Joscllh
Muinnrd, I will give u thousand dollars."

” Whewj"

“I tneah it."

“I presume you do, sir."

“ And you will try for it?"

“I will." ‘*

“ You see, Mu'nnrd was my friend, and I
want to avenge rim.”

“Have you any suspicion who killed
him?’ \

“ No; it is all a blank to me."

“ What do on think about. the arrest that
has been mm c?" '

upon. seems to me. He must be set free.”
"no will have to be, if nothing more“
than more suspicion can he brought to bear
'aguinst him. But’, the point taken wana
good one.” I . ,
“I admit it, sir." .

confederate here, that will make it look bad
for him." . , '

” You are hwnre that’you are looked upon
with suspicion?” l

“ Yes, 1 our uware of the fact."

“And you resisted arrest; when it was
attcm ted." ’

“ ell, you can bet 1 did. I am not
putting myself in the hands of a mad mob,
if I know it.”

"That was one poin that looked bad for
you, for there was 0 duo er, no more
than there hasbeen for the to low who was
arrested. An'd he/declnres he is innocent,
too.’ g .,

“ I have no proof to the contrary."

l

 

p“ Then is it‘right to hold him?"

“ There is not'much to hold that old crank 4

, , the wrong.”
“And If item be shown that he had a

 

“I am not mayor of your town, sir.” .

“And if I were, that man -would ,vhe',
freed.” 4 

“ You, then, hold him innocent?” .

“lie must be, until he is proven guilty.”

9 It

“ii ell, I know nothing about it. on
want me to find out the slayer of Joseph
Muimtrd.” .

“Exactly, sir." i

“ Well, l‘ll undertake it, but I don’t pron:
ise to succeed. By the way, you are OWIlt r
of one of these mines that are in battly array
against each other, I believe.”

“ Yes, and almost owner of both of them."

“ Ilow is that?" '

“ My line runs pretty thl up into Blon
dow’s supposed possession".

“ Yea] have heard something about it.
This Fi‘t‘lllQ to be a decidedly lively little
rump."

“ it. is a roarcr, you ltet! 'lllandow ran up
uguinst. the wrong man when he ran up
against me, and he‘ll find it. out so, too, he-
t'ore l eel. done with him, he can bet his
tvhiskcrsi'

“ Then you are in the right. I take it."

“1 mean to light it out, right or wrong.
i staked a claim where there were no other
lines reeordml, and 1 mean to hold it."

“ Well, of (ours-ed know nothing about

; it, but it. looks to me as if. that line of Blou-
tdow‘rt would raturally run straight across,

makingr :1 square, and if i were he I would
certainly defend it."

“ You would?"

“ You ltt'll”

“ it. \\‘t)‘.lltl he no use."
“ .‘d-iyho not, but I would do it just the
some." ’

" And what if you were in my place?
\i'lutt would you do in that case?"

“ You want a square answer, of course?"

“Certainly.” ,

“ Well, then, I would not be in your
place. In stakingr a claim, I would not have
passed those corner stakes of Blondow’s,
even though there was no line across the
end."

“ You wouldn't?“

“I wouldn't.” - .

“ Then you politely tell me that you think
he is right and I am wrong.” '

" That is the way I look at it. You would '
not have placed your claim in that shape.
had it not been for a certain rich ledge,
would you ‘2" ' v

“I admit that, certainly. I ran my lines
to take in all I could, where other lines did
not already stand." .

“Disregarding the fact that Blondow's
line ought to be there, even if it was not.”

“ See here, Mr. Center-tire, are you fight-
ing for him?”

M 1 would be on that side, if either."

“Well, ydu are mighty cool about: it, tell-
ing me so to my face, anyho . " What Will
be your price to join issues w ,me‘ in this
illiflfi?” .
“ Ir. Tramwell, you can’t buy me at an
rice. When I go into a thin of this kind:
it. is on the side of the right. e Dry time, and
I have told you that I believe you to, be in

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CHAPTER X.
, wnk'r scum; mus? , .
A DARK look came into Tramwal‘l-‘I lice.

He looked steadily at the Self-cooker ' M

Sport for some
again. ~ ' 1
“ See here; are you on the other side?" he
then demanded, abrupt] , - v ' \ g. p
I You have heard al 'I have to say on. 1.
that‘hcad," answered Dick: \" Let, “3 drop.
it and turn to sumethlng else.” ,
“ What else?” - t
“ You wanted me t aid you in finding-the ’ '
murderer of Joseph alum-d.” ', » ~ 
“If I “amt have 3'03 With me all non-mi.

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:don’t want you at all. If on are
with Blondow, we are enem es. ”

/“ You are blunt about it."

“ I am as frank about things as you Were
a moment ago."

“ Well. so be it. If I engage with Blon-
dow, I must oppose you, of course. A man
cannot serve two masters."

“ And why should you serve either, in
this case?"

“ That's the point."

“ You had better keep out of it. and keep
your hands clean of the whole affair. It will
be better for you."

“ You think so?"

“I know it.”

“ Does that imply a threat ‘2"

“ Not of necessity; take it. as you please.”

Just then, the mayor of the. camp ap
proached them. He had eome in a moment
before. and but been looking around.

“ llyer ye aire, eh?" he greeted.

“ Yes, here I am,” answered
Cocker Sport.

“ Wall, there is the deuce to pay."

“ What. is it?" ,

“ Some. of ther boyees aire a-whoopin’ fer
your arrest. and lodgin’ in ther calaboose
along With that other cuss."

" 'l‘hut so?"

“ Straight as a stick."

" What has set them onto me again?"

“ Ye see, that saintly old tratid got one of
'em to take a message to ye. and ther fellcr
gaVe et away.”

“ indeed?"

'l‘v'amwell was looking from one to the
other, questioningly.

“ is it anything that throws more sus
pieion upon this man, mayor?"he made in-
quiry

‘ lit
light."
I “ And don’t you, then ?"

“ No."

“ Why not?"

“ Because,l consider that other feller a
rank old fraud." '
f “ And why lave you come and told me

, this?" asked the sport. And it was some.
thin‘r that puzzled him.

“go that you could be.» on your guard.
You have promised to do what you could to-
ward findin' out who et was killed )Iainard,
and I am in favor of lettiu' you have a fair
chance. ” - x

“ But these men you speak of are not, eh?"

“ They mean to lodge ye in ther coop, ef
they kin do ct."

“ I‘ll do my little best to Make it interest-
ing for them, if they try it on, that's all};

” So I have told ’em." '

“ I guess they are coming now."

“ So they aim. sure’s you’re born!"

“ And my advice to you is to surrender,"
said'Tramwell. ‘

".0 No, thank you!"

About a dozen rough-looking fellows en-
tered the'salOOn in a body, each man of them
with a gun in his hand, and they were 100k.

going in

the Self-

might, of ye looked at et in that

I

I v. ing searchineg around.

“ Hev ye seen him 7" their leader called
out.
‘i‘ Seen who?" asked the‘man at the bar.

‘C‘That cuss what calls himself Cock-of
tliei-_Walk or Gomethin’ like that."
" Thar he is!" another cried out.

 -. ‘He pointed to where Dick, the mayor and

»‘,~,'rmm well were sitting.

‘ “ With a growl they all made for their prey
in a body, and it looked rather dubious \for
the sport. ,

He rose up to greet their coming, and was

a _ {is cool- ss ice.

, "‘ You want me i" he asked quietly.
“ Y”. Wo’wants yout"
“ What for do you want me?"
‘f We‘ar,’ ggin’ ter lock ye up.” .
“ Auyou ure about that?"
‘ We mean ter take ye, or make cold meat

 .of yet one Or t‘dther."

~if you ur‘ mayor of r i.’

 

Deadwood Dick, 'Jrl’s, Double-Decker} '

" Well. that is not very pleasant to think
about, truly, but, before you proceed to
business, what is all this about?”

“ You aire a darn lyin’ sneak, that’s what
et’s about ”

“ Mistaken, gentlemen "

“ \Ve have proof of et‘?"

“ An' what is your proof?”

“Didn‘t that cuss in ther ealaboose try
ter git Jack hyer to fetch a message to ye?"

“ \Vhat of that? What was the mes
sage?’

"Why, he said as long as ye were both
suspected. he thought it would be better fer
you to give up an’ join him in ther jail,
when there might be ashow to escape by
workin' together “

" And you have taken stock in that?"

"1)urn et' ain't et proof enough?” \

“ Ask your mayor "

“ We don‘t ask nobody, we have come
hyer on business."

"I think ye had better go slow~ boys,
spoke up the mayor, “l have given this
man his liherty—”

“ An‘ you ean’t llli) ther hull town,

n

wn
We have ther proot',
now, that this man is guilty, an' \H: mean ter
have Mini"

“1 think the hoysare rizzlzt, mayor," said
'i‘i‘aiuu i'll

lliek mu’ through it all, or thought liedid.

lint he looked at. it. in two pays, hardly
knowing which was the right explaration.

Perhaps it was a mixture of' both, .laeol)
Mund.’ and 'l‘ramuell might he working to
gethz-r against. him. lint, he was inelined to
his iirst-thoug'lit; that Mundy had had to do
with the shatlow‘cotlin and the murder that
followed.

if that were so, then it was possible that.
Mundy feared him, and wanted to 'make
sure of‘putting him where he could not work
out the truth. Perhaps a confederate was
the one who had fired at Diek.

" l'lf they aire, that is a better way than
this," growled Pitts. , ,

“What is ct?" demanded the leader.

,“ Leave ther man free. and let’s see what
he will do toward findin’ out ther murderer
of Mainard.”

“ An’ have him put ther crime onto some
feller what never done et a tall!" cried the
leader. “Not any, thank ye; we have got
onto him. ,and he has got ter come wi' us.”

“ What have you got onto?” asked Dick.

" Onto you, that’s what. Didn’t yer pard
ner give Jack a fiver to find you an' give ye
that message?" ' . .

“And would henot be a fool‘to do that
it he and l were really partners in any
kind of crooked business? With me free,
there would be a better chance for his es-
cape.” ‘

“Now ct’s no use your talkin', you has
got ter come with us. "

“ I have, ch?”

” You bet!"

“ Well, begin to take me, will you? You
will find thatl am not only a self-cocker,
bugi'a double back-action knocke‘r-out as
we ." .

The Selfcocker Sport stepped back a
pace and at up his fists.

'l‘hele ‘er of the dozen advanced upon
him with revolver aimedin; his head, and
the others stood ready. _

Tramwell got out of the way with haste.
but the mayor stood his ground and tried to
persuade the fellows to desist, but that was
now useless. They were bent on making
the sport their prisoner.

They Would probably have some sport
doing it. __

CHAPTER XI.
sens-coexists Gm'r.

'i‘mt. ringleader was one Bullion Buil-
whnck. so called. a y

lie-was about as truly had a man as the
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town of Roaring River Could scare up at
short notice. '

It was his boast that he could whip any
two men in the gulchgin a fair fight, and
the general impression was that he could
do it, too.

If Deadwood Dick had known this, he
might have thought the fellow was looking
for fight just for the sake of a. fight, and
for the satisfaction of “doing up” such a
sport as himself.

This, however, was not the case, the man‘s
mission “as as he declared.

“Begin ter take ye?" Mr. Bullwhack bel-
lowed. “ \Vhy, you fresh young beauty, I .
have got ye a‘ready."

“ Oh‘ have you ‘r”

Bullion made, a reach with his left hand,
holding: his revolver with his right ready for
business.

But his reach was not quite successful.
intact. it was an utter failure, so far as lay-
ing hold upon the Self-cooker Sport was con-
('el'nerl.

lliek irushed the arm aside, seized the
wrist of the hand that‘ held the revolver,
and, to the gre 1t surprise of everybody.
the great llull‘.\l‘.::('l{ began to howl and
dour-e.

ltezuiwoed lliek's strength of arm was
.lltliou zh it was his left hand.
he lzad given the fellow‘ s wrist such a turn
that he  as almost. eraZed with pain for a mo—
uu tit. and his revolver dropped to the iloor.
'l‘he etlu rs looked on with amazement.

“ llvve you got me?" demanded the Self»
eoelaer.

“ Let go?" was the howl.
love 0' goodness, let upi"

“ Have you thought better about running
me in?“ demanded Iliek. “\Vill you give
that up?" u -

“ Go fer liim, boys!" yelled Bullion. “ Shoot
ther cuss like ye would adlog!"

“ And hang for it," cried‘Dick. .

“ Don‘t a man of ye dare to shoot," cried
the mayor. “ Bullion begun et; let him fin—
ish ct." '

“ But. he. has a good case against the man."
declared TramWell. ’

“ Course l have!" ,

“And I have got a good grip on you.”
countered Dick, grimly.

“ Let up!"

“Nix !"

" At him, boys!”

“ Yes, at him, tellers,” echoed he called
Jack.

They moved forward all together, evi-
dently bent upon business, now, spite of
what they had seen of the prowess of their

~" Back!” cried Dick.

He was having a struggle with Bullion,
now.

“ No, at him!" Buliwhack ordered. “We
have got him now, sure!"

He thought he had him himself, but he
immediately saw his mistake, in a great
manner. \, .

The Selfcocker Sport had merely let go his
hold in order to take a better, and-he swung -
t e fellow clear off his feet. "

' nee, twice, he swung him, and the next
time‘ he caught the, others of the gang with
Buliion's legs and heels and sent them top-
)ling over like so many ninepins, depositing
ir. Bullwhack among them.

“ You had better run,” suggested the.
mayor. ' t

“Run? What for?“

“ You life ain’t safe.“ . g

" Safe here as anywhere. I guess."

~ “ hey will shoot ter kill. now.”

“ You had better get out of range, than.
[No ube your taking any risks, where you
have nothing at stake”, ~ . .

“ \A’Vhat d‘ye take me fer?"

' “ ' prett good man." I
_ "Well, I'i’n good enough to stand by ya
in this thing.” a

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' tions.

I  queried Tramweil.

i {Dar er, and yetmore dark, it grew.
Then appeared an outline of white, the '

‘ fascinated.

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t.v_

“All right; if you will do that We can
probably pull through. But, let me chip in
alone, first." '

“ All right.”

The men on the floor were squirming and
cursing, trying to get upon their feet in all
haste.

Most of them had lost their guns in the
sudden upset, and were at the same time
making'a wild scramble to get hold of them,
alrlld it looked bad for Deadwood Dick just
t en.

But, he was Deadwood Dick!

“Get up, you pack of lighting hyenas!”
he called out to them. “Get up here, and
let me have a little pistol practice at you 3"

He had now drawn his own peerless guns.

With the drop on them, he certainly had
the advantage for the time being, if no one
else chipped in on the sly.

" Yas, we’ll it up!" bellowed Bullion
on will find out that we
site up, you kin bet high that you will!
Et means yer life on a limb, now, fer you
ar’ ther cuss what killed Mainard.”

“ Thet’s what he is!”

“ At him!"

“String him up!"

“ Give him ther knife!”

They certainly meant business.

And so did Deadwood Dick, as they were‘
likel to discover. A

" {old on, now, unless ou have spoken
for your long boxes,” the lf-cocker called,
out,‘bringing his guns up to line. “The
first rman to lit a gun will get a bit of cold

, lead

There was a grim ring to what he said.

Even Bullion Bullwhack went" slow about
itlé'for he had a wholesome regard for his
a in.

Just how it might have terminated, cannot
be told, for suddenly something occurred to.
claim all attention. and the men who had
come for the sport for ot their errand.

The Rouse-up Ranc , like all other places
in the town, was li hted by electricity, and
of a sudden the ight took on a ghostly

Peek ‘ .

Those who had been in the Lullaby at the
time of the appearing of the coffin, felt a
chill, in spite of themselves.

Their eyes sought the center of the room,
cx ecting the same vision again.
or were they‘mistaken in their expecta-
A dark sha, e was seen. ' r

Bullion Bu lwhack and his followers look-
ed at it with mouths open. and ,Dick had
nothingto fear from them for the“ present

Exclamations and ejaculations were heard
on every hand, and scarcely an arm but was

'pointin at the dark shape hanging in mid-

‘air, call ng the attentiOn of some one else.

“ What is all this about?" Dick asked.
“The shadder-coflin again!" exclaimed the
mayor. , j x
" Ha! is that so?"

“ Sure.” . -
" The thing that was seen in the Lullaby i”
“ Is that all it was?"

“ You jest, wait!” rejoined the mayor.

I. The shadow was growing darker speedily,

. and now its outliries could not be mistaken.

There it was, a coffin beyond an chance of
mistake, and yet it was only as adow, for
men could’see one another, and other objects,
throu hit. i

semi as it had‘ been lathe other saloon.
Those who had seen it there knew what
was coming, and shrub of awe came over

a the whole crowd. ‘lt. was a moment of ter-
’ ‘ror todma '
a

ny. ‘ .
yet all stood I their ground, as if

Deadwood Dick: id close attention to,

 every‘particular, try g to explain the rays-
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for if it were a trick he believed that the
electric lights were used to produce the of
feet, somehow, but just how he could not
explain.

In fact, he could discover nothing.

Darker grew the outlines, until the coffin
was quite black; then the white outlines
within grew whiter.

The form of a person was plainly seen,
with something over the face, the same as
on the other occasion, and the crowd fairly
held their breath, some of the men as pale as
death.

Then, at length, the same hollow voice
saying;

“ Behold!”

CHAPTER XII.
TRAMWELL A MARKED MAN.

THE crowd strained to see.

Every eye was fixed upon the shadow-
cofliu.

They could not have looked away if they
would; they were asif bound.

Slowly the cover was removed from over
the face of the corpse in the coffin, and the
face was disclosed.

An exclamation of horror broke from the
crowd, and one man present fairly uttered
a scream, turning away and staggering blind-
ly toward the wall.

That man was Bill Tramwelll

The dead face that was revealed in the cof-
fin was his!

“ It was my merited doom,” came avoice
from the shadow apparition. “ Behold, the
wages of sin!”

Immediately the specter began to fade
rs idly away.

he words spoken had been the same on
the former occasion in the Lullaby, and they
struck terror. '

“ What infernal trickery is this ‘2” almost
screamed Tramwell. “What does it mean,
I demand? Who has dared to make me the
subject of such a hideous joke?”

“*Et will be no joke. ef it turns out the
same as it did with Mainard,” remarked the
ma or. “That was est what his ghost said,
an et wasn’t but a cw minutes an’ be was
made ready for his box.”

Tramwell wiped the perspiration from his
pallid face.

" I denounce it as a hoax," he cried. .“ I
have done no great sin, and I'm sure Main-
srd never did. I tell you it is all a hideous
joke!” i 5
Djirhcre is one thing sure,” said Deadwood
1c . ‘

” What’s that?" demanded the mayor. ;

, The shadow was now gone, and the lights
were the same as they had been.

” It is certain that the 01d Saint had no—
thin to do with it this time, and I can swear
.thatfi had no part in it."

’ “ Plain enough,” agreed the mayor.

" Et. Would have been more to ther p’int,
ef it had been your cussed mug in ther
thin ,” gowled Bullion Bullwhack, address

 

ingt e lf~cocker Sport. “You will need
a‘ box ’fore Tramwell." .

“ {11; be I will; who can say?"

(I no,

” You are so prone to mistakes that there
is no dependence to be put in what you say.”
1“ Make 'no mistake about ther fact that, I
have got you marked, and that ,1, am goin’
ter have ’venge 'on yo fer-what ye‘have done

' this night let me” .
like the present, Mister Man. K

“No time
Put up or shut up."

The fellow had had enough. evidently. for
he strode muttering away, and lus followers
with him. _ ~

The whole room was in an uproar of ex.
citement, and ,Tramwell was the center of all
attention, every eye being fixed upon him.
He was looking around apprehensively in
all directions. 3 ‘_ a .

“ Oi wouldn't be in Iyure place fer a farm.”

 

declared Birdie FMcG‘luken. “And as or

        
  

was, ()i would go and hole meself'ayvayféf
good spell.” "

“Think I’m afraid?"

“ Oh, no, sir.”

“ Then what are you talking about?”

"Oi am talkin' about phwat 0i would
do an’ it was mesel’.”

“And I'll tell you WhatI will d0,"an-
nounced Tramwel. “1 will give a thou—
sand dollars to the man who will solve this
riddle " .

“I guess your thousand is safe,” said the
Self-cocker Sport. ‘

“ Then you give it up?"

“ No; but it looks as if- it was the real
thing, and no trick about it. I think if I
were in your place I would do as this young

away.” . .

The room was in a whirl of excited com-
ment.

Impossible to catch more than the mere
drift of it all, for to quote would be to over-
run our space. '

Tramwell walked off to a corner, eying
every one with suspicion as he did so. and
he had not recovered his composure, or any-
thing like it. He fairly trembled, as all
could see. ,

“ He is hit hard, it seems," remarked Dick
to the mayor.

“ You are right he is, pard," was the re-
sponse.

“ There must be something in it all.”

“You kin bet there is. He will’be in it
himself, if he don’t look out.”

“Well, I have struck a lively towu this
time, sure enough! I wonder where our
friend Klein is?" ‘

“ I give it up." ' ‘ 1

” Hal here be is, now.” .‘ “ - g

“ Speak of the Old Boy, and you have him
at hand.” , '

John Klein came _
around, and seeing Dick, advanced rapidly
toward him. _ .

“ Come with me,” he said, hurriedly.

“ What’s up?" Dick asked.

“ I don’t know; come along.”

“ Well just as you say.” “ .

Dick still had a gun in hand, and was on
the alert as he folloived the local sport out
of the room. ,

He had nodded an adieu to the mayor,
giving himia hinttp have an eye upon Tram- l
Well for the time, and the mayor had re-
sponded by sign that Dick understood.

1
i

It would ave been a difficult matter for
an assassin to have done . him harm and get?
away unseen. 7’ '

lowers around him, and finally left the sal n
their protection. .‘ -'
But, to follow Dick.

as the were outside. , . , , »
“ l'l’i be ban d if I know; there is a mys-l
tery on evary ush to-ni ht, it seems to me."

place in the saloon here?" . .
“ Yes. yes; and)“ is wonderful)! -
“ Where are you leading meif’
" To the store of Widow Bachert.”

“ And who the deuce is she?”

saw in the Lullaby.” .

“ Don’t remember him. " ‘ 3 .
“.No matter; she is a woman who camp,
and started a store'." _‘ g
“ Was a widow then?” i . » h
“ Yes; and Charlie was only a boy."  

g.. _

“ Yes; but nothing in that,”’
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has ju teeth! a host/5
"S enaghost?” , . , x 

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“Be hanged to you!” growled the man. 

man has suggested, go and hole myself!

in, leoking eagerly. / '

. But, ever eye was open the marked man. ‘ ’ ‘

Tramwell presently got some of his folf'. 

and sot off infthe’ direction of his wing, tin or .' .

~ Whatisit?" he asked of Khaki, as'soon  i. ‘ x

“ You have heard w at just now tcok '

.« Mother of Charlie Bachert,. whom you“: 

here‘abontthe time this camp'begsu to boom‘r.‘ - 3 "

 

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" Exactli."
" And w at have I got to do with her hav-
ing seen a ghost?"

“ Confou’nd it, nothing; but, you are Dead

‘- wood Dick, and as this seems to be apart of

the whole mystery, yourplace is right there. "

“ How did you learn about it?”

“ I happened into the store a minute after
she had seen the thing."

“ And what was it like? The spooks seem
Was it
the shadow-coffin?"

" Noyshe says it was her dead husband."

“ Strange."

“ I'll rattle it off to you in few words. I
dropped into the store to make a simple pur-
chase, when the woman burst out of the back
room with her eyes almost starting out of
her head.”

” No wonder, if she had seen a ghost "

“ I asked her what was the matter. and
she excitedly told me she had 'ust seen the
ghost of her dead husband, an that he had
spoken to her! She wildly cried for her boy
Charlie. and urged me to bring him. She

had heard, of course. all about the apparition

in the saloon, and the death of Mainard. and
she feared for her boy.” .

“ I see."

“ Well, I pacified her for the moment, as
best I could, and urged her not to say a word

‘to any one else and said I would bring Char-

lie to her 'ust as soon as possible. I found
started him, and thenl scouted
around mighty lively to get on track of you,
forthe reason that you are the man of all
men to take up the matter. if there is any-
thing in it. - It is just possible that this be-
longs to the other case, too. Here we are. ”

CHAPTER XIII.
ABou'r ANOTHER APPARITION.

Dnsnwoon DICK was interested. _

He had paid close attention to what Klein
had said.

They now came to a stop before a little
store which Dick had before noticed.

It was a neat little place, with a display
of men's code in the windows, and other
light artic es. «

They entered.

Near the rear of the store stood the mo~
ther and son, talking earnestly.

Dick remembered having seen the young
man in the Lullaby Saloon, and he noted he
looked somewhat concerned.

The woman's face was pale, and she trem-
bled. She l ked at Dick in a searching
manner..andt en at Klein in an in airing
way, and hardly seemed to like his blinging
a stranger.

“Mrs. Bachert. this is a friend of mine.”
said Klein. “Mr. Diekwood, let the intro-
duce you.“ r

Dick had to smile at the odd twist the
gait gave his name, but he acknowledged

e introduction in]. manner that made the
woman re rd him in a more favorable light
immediate y. ,

“ I am glad toyknow you, as Mr. Klein’s
friend, Mr. DickWood," the woman said.

“'And he tells me you have had a scare.”

“ More than a scare, sir."

“ Will you tell me all about it?”

“ What good can that do, sir?"

“ I ‘will tell you. Mrs. Bachert,” spoke
up Klein, quickly. " We have made up our

 

l

” . minds‘to solve the mysteries of this night, if

' possible, and this maybe a pm; of the

whole."
“ And even if not," added Dick. “ we may

I be able to clear it up.”

, “‘ That is impossible, sir. "

’ |~ tawny?"

 we

. "HOW can you hope to explain the my;
0! a ghost 7"

1.11m, no believer in. ghosts, madam.
Y0“ Saw something tangih e, or you saw

' ‘ nothingatall.” x .K

, "‘ Do you gymider me crazy ?"

"‘.“I do not. i.
r i fix} .

 

“ I saw something plainly enough."

” Then it was real flesh and blood, and it
only remains—”

“ Real flesh and blood! Why, sir, I could
look right through the shadowy formas it
stood before me."

“Then it was some illusion, madam.”

“ (.‘ome! (Tome with me!” and she led the
way into the little rear room.

The two men followed her, her son com~
ing after them, looking terrified.

It was a neatly furnished apartment, with
a round table in the middle of the floor, on
which was a lamp.

By this table was a chair, and on the floor
was some sewing, just Where the woman had
dropped it in her moment of fright on seeing
the "host.

“gee!” she said, pointing to the chair. “I
was sitting there, sewing, when the light
seemed to grow peculiar, and looking up, I
saw someth ng like a white shadow, if you
ever heard of such a thing, there in the cor-
ner.

“ My work fell out of my hands, and I sat
as if turned to ice, unable to take my eyes
off the dread sight. I never had such a feel-
ing in my life. I wonder that I did not fall
dead with fear. 1 was powerless to utter a
sound, or to make a motion. Did you ever
have nightmare? It was a feeling like that.

“ The white shadow grew more and more
distinct, as I looked at it, and in a moment I
recognized my husband. who has been dead
these ten years or more. Can ou wonder
that I was terrified? Cau‘ you lieve now
that it was a ghost, just as I claim? I can-
not be mistaken, for the face was too
familiar, the face of the man I loved better
than I loved life itself.”

"‘And are you positive as to its being a
shadow ‘2”

“ I saw that chair right through the
shadow, sir, and the figures there on the wall
paper.” \

“ No question about that part of it, then.
Mr. Klein told me that the apparition spoke
to you, too.”

“ Yes, yes."

" Do you mind telling what was said i”

" Not at all, though I would not want to
have my story made public.”
it f" It shall not be, if possible to withhold

“ You may trust us, Mrs. Baehert," urged
Klein. .'

“,I know I can trust you, John.”

“ And I vouch for my friend."

“ It is enough. Not that there is any-
thing that sLould be a secret, but I am of a
shrinking disposition.”

“ We understand." .

“ Well, the shadow called me by my name,
Eliza. just as Charles fused to speak my
name, but I was unable\ to make in re—
spouse, as I said. I could not even n my
head or move a finger.

“It spoke my name again. and said fur-
ther: ‘At last, the day of vengeance is at
hand.’ i! ‘ '

" And was that all?" asked Dick.

:He and Klein looked at each other.

“ N0. that Was not all; " ‘ r

“ What more?"

“ After a pause, it added.
have been prosperous for them, but itter
their end. One blo‘w has fallen, the other is
pending! ’ ”

“ Remarkable."

“The two cases certainly must run to.
gather," decided Klein.

“ I think, 80.” agreed Dick. “P Was there
anythin further, madam, that you can re.
member ” '

“ Remember! Every word of it is branded
upon my brain forever!" '

“ Pray let us have the whole of the re-

markable matter, then. so that we may know

where to begin its solving. "a
“ I tell you you will never solve the mys.
“rib” ‘ ,

“The. ears!

 

“ I think we will.”

“ Could you have seen the ghost as I saw ‘
it, you would see the folly of any such
design."

“ Perhaps "

“ Well, there was another pause, and then
my dead husband said: ' My revenge is all»
too tame, for the great wrong, but I send
them in haste to answer before the great
judge of all. Farewell.’ And that was all."

“ And what happened then?”

“ The ghost waved its hand, just as Charles
used to do, and was gone.”

“Suddenly?”

" By fading rapidly, till it was gone, and
then the light was the same as it had been
before."

The two men looked at each other.

“_It was just the same as the two ghost
scenes in the saloons.” said Klein.

“ Exactly," agreed Dick.

“ I have told mother about the one I saw,”
spoke up Charlie Bacliert. “ There must
hrive been the same agency at work in them
a1 ." -

“ Precisely the same,” agreed Dick. ” You
do not believe in ghosts, then?"

“ I never did, but what am I to think
now ?”

“ Oh! it was his host,” cried the widow.
“ Nothing else .coul have appeared and dis-
appeared in like manner.”

“Well, it is hard to dispute it, madam,"
said Deadwood Dick. “but I am hard to
convince, in that line. I think we shall find
an explanation, somehow."

"I fail to see how.”

“ Well, madam, may we sit down? I de-
sire to ask some questions.”

“ W’hy. certainly. Pardon me for keeping
you standing.”

“ Don't mention it; I know you did not.
think. I only mention it now for your own
sake."

They took seats there in the little room,
the son near the door in order to have an.
eye upon the store.

“ What you have said, madam, makes me "
eager to hear more,” Dick observed.

“ But, I said that was all, sir."

“ I know, so far as the ghost was con-
cerned, but there is more in connection with
what the apparition had to say.”

The woman looked down at the floor . for
some moments. '

“ It is of the past,f’ she said. "

“ Seemst to me it is decidedly of the pres-
ent,” disputed Dick. “ Will you ,answer ‘
one uestion ?”

" rtainly, sir."

“ Do you connect the death of Joseph
Mainard in any manner with what was said.
by your ghostl visitor?”

“ 1 do. sir. have every. reason to believe
that he was one .of the two meant.”

“ Mother, I think you had better stop,”
spoke up the son. '

CHAPTER XIV. '»
wmow nacnna'r's sroa‘r. .

DICK and Klein looked at him in surprise.

What'harm could, possibly come from the
woman’s telling a 1 she knew about the mat—
ter? ‘

” Why do you as. that?” Dick asked. _ ~

" Because, troub e may come of this, per-
haps.” . ',

“ In what way ?”

“ You are a stranger to us.”

“ I am not a stranger to Mr. Klein here. ”

“ My mother cannot prove that she saw
what she claims. to have seen.” . '

The woman looked at her son in amaze.

What had that to do with it?

" What do you mean. Charlie Y" she asked.

" I will tell you what I mean, mother. We
do not know this man, as I have said before,
and Mr. Klein may be mistaken in him." . .‘

“ No, nol, there is do chance for mistake,"
Klein hastened to assure.
him the same as you would trust me,” .

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He knew Deadwood Dick by reputation,
:and that was enough.

"' You may trust me, sir,” Dick assured.

“ Yes, I know, but how far? Suppososus-
picion should point to my mother as the
slayer of Mainard, what then?"

“ Good heavens!" the woman exclaimed.
"‘ Impossible!"

“ Not at all impossible," said her son.
“Somebody killed him. and you have now
said enough to connect yourself with his
affairs.”

“ But, sir, appealing to Deadwood Dick,
“ you could never suspect me of such a deed
as that, could you? Besides, I have not been
out of my store all the evening, so I am
clear.”

“You are not guilty. madam, and are not
li‘keiy to be suspected," l)iek assured her.

“ Suppose she is," spoke the son.

“In that case. I will. make it my business
to establish her innoeenee.”

“ You may trust my friend fully," Klein
again urged. “ You cannot find an abler de
fender, the World over, than he.”

"Then pray tell me the story," Dick re-
quested.

“ it goes a longr way lm-k,‘

y‘

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said the no

man. “ but I supme you Want it from the. ‘

beginning?"

‘- X'US U .

“ Charles Baehert and ‘ Joseph Mainard
Were rivals for my hand—" '

" ila! that is a good starting point," Diek
had‘ to interrupt. “ lut', pardon me for
breaking in upon you, madam "

“ (‘t-i'tainly, sir. i loved Charles, but I
did not like Muinard at all, and I gave him to
understand it so, even though (‘lutrles was
poor and he was rich. I married Charles
.li:iebei‘t,.” -

“ l follow you, madam.”

“ Well, Mainard vowed that he would be
rcvenged upon me, and that i should some
day repent havingr spurned his love, to rh-
pcat his own words. I had a dread of him
for a time, but it wore away and I thought
no more about him or his threats.

“ ()ur boy was born, and we removed to a
Western town, where for some years we
prospered beyond our dreams, and it looked
as if we must, in a few years, be able to re-
turn to the scenes of our early day s, in-
vdependedt for the rest of our lives. But, a
shadow was upon our pathwa , and the tide.
so to say, turned against us al at once and
we went down and down.” '

’ “ Bad luck met my husband at every turn,
and it seemed as if some evil influenca must
he at work against him, but we could not
detect where it. was.”

“ It was hard. certainly.” ‘

“And yet. the worst was still to come.
One day my husband Was missing, and I was
almost crazed with concern for him. He
had grown despondent, and I feared that he
had t kcn his life. ” 1'

“ as that the case?"

“Give me time andtl will tell you all. I
cannot help these breaks.”

I “Certainly.” «, -
‘- “You see. sir, Charles had a suspicion

that some enemy was at work against him,
V and he had taken a terrible oath that he
would find him out and bring him to ac-
count.” :

“I see."

“ And so it was that I could not fix upon
anything concerning his fate. Sometimes I
thou;ht that he had killed himself; then
again I would think that he~had found his

' foe and had gotten the worst of the encotm-

icr. Be that'as it might, I never saw him
again." ' . . i
“ And that'is all?" ‘ ’ '
“Thatis all of that. I gathered together

the little I could, and started anew, alone

 r and unaided, save (Or the little help Charlie
" *1 could give me.

"About that time, or soon after, two

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against my husband’s business, and they
closed and took it all, beginning in the same
line themselves. '

“ Those two men were, as I speedily
learned, Joseph Mainard and William Tram-
wcll, and then a suspicion dawned upon me.
I went boldly to Mainard and faced him, ac-
cusing him of some knowledge of my hus-
band, and of having ruined him in business
for the sake of the revenge he had threat-
cued."

“ What was‘the effect?"

“\Vhy, he showed greatest surprise at
seeing me, sayinLr he had no idea it was my
husband he had bought out. lie had for
gotten the name, he said. He wanted to
lend me assistance, but i refused. I had no
proof against him, so could do nothing, and
so I had to sit by nud'sec him amass wcnllli
out Oi" my husband‘s inn-.iness, while i
mourned my husband, not knowing his
in“).

“ At length a letter was diseoVered, in my

should not mourn for him. it was impos
'asmiii. with everything:against him, and he
would not li(' a burden in my way il‘ l eould
better myself by his, death, so he would in
that, manner set, me free. llesnid he thought
‘I had made. a midakc in marrying him, any-
how."

“ And what did you think of that?"

“ l denounced it at once as a forgery. It
was not like my husband at all "

“ iut, you said that it was in his hand-
writing."

“ Yes, so I thought.

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it was very like
“ And you have said that. ho had grown
despondent " '

" Yes, yes, so he bad.“

“And it is possible that his mind gave
wa '." I

” I have thought of that, but I never be-
lieved it."

" Then what was your suspicion?"

“That the letter was a forgery, and that
Joseph Mainard wrote it."

“What made youthka that? Ilad you
anything further than mere suspicion to
back it up?" '

“The fact that as soon as, or pretty soon
after. he‘ learned of the letter, which could
be taken as proof that Charles was dead, he
began to sue for my hand, but I made him
the same answer as at first."

“ And you have never heard of your hus-
band in 'ali that time?” '

“ Never." '

“ Which was proof that he was dead.”

“ I have long looked u on him as dead.
Of course he must be dea .”

” Why ‘2” ' '

“ Have I not seen his ghost?”

“ I take that as more in the way of proof
that he is living.” '

The woman smiled sadly. ,

“ No, no,” she said. “If living, he would
have come to me. While I do not believe
that he lz-illed himself, I do believe that
he whs murdered.”

“ And that Majnard killed him.”

“He and Tramwell.”

“There is room for suspicion, now, mo-
dam." - '

“ If it could only be proven.” / '

" Can you tell me more?”

" That is all.’-'

" But, how come you here?”

“Yes, I will tell you that. I could not
prosper at the-old place; something seemed
to be at work against me, so I pulled tip/and
came to this new cam .~ But. Mainard fol-
lowed me, and finally ramwell ethic. t00-"

“ And with what result?" ,

“ With the result that, secret] . I have been
persecuted. by some one, but could never
get proof against anybody. Mainard has
, persisted in his attentions, but I spurned

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husband's handwriting, telling; me. that it ,
vus his intention to take his life, and that l ,

silile, the letter said, for him to begin lii'e'

per. I have laid it all to the account of those
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CHAPTER XV.
'rnE snnneocxnn srou'r NABBED.

Dion and Klein remained for some time:

Much more was said, but the foregoing
chapter contains all the points of interest in
the woman’s story.

Enjoining upon her the necessity of silence
until they could investigate a little, the two
sports finally took leave and passed out upon
the street.

The evening was now about spent. «

“ Thz'tt was a strange matter,” remarked
Klein.

“ A deueedly strange matter,” declared
3‘ Dick. “ What do you make of it?”

1 “' I agree with the, woman.”
‘ “ ’l‘hat Mainard was the. foe with whom
her husband had to deal, ell?”

“ Elxuctly.” ,

Yes, that is certainly the way it looks.
3 Rut, it is my opinion that llachert is in the
land among the living."

“ l eunnot help thinking SO."

"' And that his was the hand that settled
‘I Mai'nard." '

u x'cs.”

lloth were thoughtful.

“ \Vell, where to?"usked Dick.

“ I am inclined to spend the night at the
Royal. I want to see the fun if there is on
which."

“ it will'bc grim old fun for somebody."

“ Yes, i agree wi 11 you in that,” assented

 

Klein. “ Why, have you anything else on
hand?"

“I Would like to Visit the Prince."

 lla!" “ 

“ Why not?” .

“ You would run a risk."

“ I am used to that, I can assure you.”

“ But, what isto be gained?" /

“I want to look for that lost boy.”

“ And you think he is thcrc‘l”.

“I believe Tramwellv knows where he is,
anyhow."

They had stopped while they talked, and
ware speaking in low tones.

It was on a corner of two streets, where
the shadows lay. thick around, one of the
electric lights being missing.

Of a sudden it full score of men leaped
upon them. ‘

Klein was sent to the ground with a blow
that rendered him insensible, and the gang
laid hold upon‘the Self cooker Sport. .

Dick did not have time to draw hisv'gu‘nn
so sudden had been the attack, but be m,
it interesting for his captors just the an ,

before he was OVCrcome,

The odds was too great.

‘He recognized in his mast obstinate an
tagonliat the fellow known as Bullion'Buli-
whac '. '

biased in his ear, as soon as they had him
down upon his back. “What is yer opine
of things in general?” ' '

It was impossible ‘for Dick. to‘repU’» f0?

1 hands were at his throat and also over his

mouth, and the knee of- Bullion Bullwhack

in a tight place. . I

“ How’n thunder d.’ye think he is goin’ ter
speak ?”another demanded. “ Don’t kill him;
ther boss said take keer—” v y

“ You shut yer head, cussed fool!”
- But, enough has been let fall to apprise
Dick that these felloWs were not acting alone,
but that there was a head to their doings.

Dick had ceased to struggle, for he feared.
for his life if be resisted further, and it .was
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discerned what had taken place.

Picking their prisoner up, half a dozen of
the fellows carried him away down the
darkened street, while the

fool witnesses.
The six with the prisoner made haste.

long. on the premises of the Prince )line.

Here was a huge building.r that had former-
ly been used a miners‘ boarding-house, and
into one of the rooms of this building the
prisoner was carried. '

There was Tramwell, and
followers.

“Hello! what have you there?" he de-
manded.

“ A prisoner," answered Bullwhack.

“ So I see; but, what are you going to do
with him?"

" Keep him."

“ Yes, but why have you brought him
here?"

” Yer see. ther mob is bound ter hang him,
it? we have brought him here ter save his

1 e.” ’

“ Oh, well, if that is the case we will take
care of him, of course. I will do all in
my. power to protect him, in spite of the
danger I run in doing so. I have nothing
against him." ,

Dick understood all this by-play, of
course.

'iWhar shall we p'ut him?” asked Bulli-
whack.

“ Take that gag from his mouth, so he can
speak," was the order. '

It was done.

“ You heard what was said ‘1" Tramwell
asked.

“ Certainly,” returned Dick.

“,And you can understand that I am run-
ning some risk by thus befriending you, of
course."

“I am well aware that you are, sir, and a
mighty big risk at that,” was the grim re-

some of his

joinder. “ It is a risk you are not asked tb
assume.”

“ But, these rflen want me to take care of
you."

“ And I don’t want you to.”

"I you are freed you will persist in fee.
ing t e danger?"

“ Most assuredly. "

“ And at the risk of your valuable life. I
must comp] with the request of these good
citizens an ' hold you for the rest of the
night, an how.”

“ Say.’ demanded Dick, “how far can
yoh see into a pine board, my good friend 1'"

“ What do you mean ?"

“I mean to as that Icon see just as
far. This whole’ t ing is so plain that it is
a disgrace WWW to carry on the deception
further.” -

“ Would you hint that I have ordered your
capture?” '

" Yes, of course !”

Tramwell leaped \to his feet,

“ Release him. men, and ’at once!” he cried.
“ Let them hang him if they want to; I
wash my hands of him i” a
, “ But, et's b ther mayor's orders that we
‘ hev brou ht im hyer," protested Bunion

BullwhacE. “ He said he must be tooken
keer of at any cost, an' ther jail was no safe
place.” - n .

There was a button missmg somewhere in
their scheme.

This was the part the Bullwhack should
have played at first. for then it would have
s more to reason.

ck smiled.

" It is all as weak. as watered milk,” he
" Whatever on are going to do, do it
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I “if 0"demili." growled Trsmwell. ,

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Sir.

“ I am aware of ii.‘

“ Suppose I release you, will you give me
your Wnl'tl that you will remain here and not
rush out into danger?"

“ Not by a good deal!"

“ That settles it. then; men, take him down
below and secure him till the mayor Sends
further instructions. "

“ And make surethat I am well secured,
too."cricd chk fiercely. “ There will be a
squaring of accounts when I get on deck
again, and don‘t you forget it, my friend."

Dick was tempted to accuse the man of
murder, but he did not dare risk his life so
far. just then.

Trauiwell laughed, and the prisoner was
taken up and carried out of the room and
down a flight of rickety stairs to a damp,
dismal hole beneath, where he was secured
to a stout post.

And there he was left, his captors taunting
him as they withdrew with the light, lock
ing him down when they closed the door.

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(‘IIAPTER XVI.
A s’rnmx or rmm‘ LUCK.

Drzanwoon DICK was decidedly out of the
race for the time being, '

It was the fortune of war, and he must
grin and bear it. It was not the first time
by many thth he had been overcome.

“ Well, they have got me here, that is a
fact,” he said to himself. "And, by the
looks of things they mean to keep me, too.
I wanted to visit the Prince, but not in just
this manner."

They had not disarmed him; probably had
not thought of it. Or, leaving him so
securely bound, had not thought it necessary,
it might be. But, the first was probably the
reason.

Dick tugged at his bonds, but there was
no getting loose.

His captors had made sure of one thing,
and that was that he should not get out of
their hands till they were ready to let him

0. .

He had been gagged again, and his hands
and feet were securely tied, besides which he
was doubly secured to the post, which was
one of the supports of the building.

lt did not tare Dick long to discover that
escape was out of the uestion. ,

He must wait and trust to fortune.

There was nothing but the bare floor be»
tween him and the room above, and in some
places the light .came through the cracks and
holes.

Of course, there was not enough lightto
make things visible in the dismal hole, but
the cracks served to render plain the voice
of the men in the room, and Dick could hear
what was said.

At first. when they had returned to the
room, their talk was about him, and whether
or not he had been left secure.

Finally it took another turn.

‘ " Is everything read for ther ’tack?" he
heard Bulliop Bullwbac ask. ,

“ Everything will be read by daylight,"
answered ,Tramwell, “ and t en is when we
will go for them."

" And what is dyer plan?”

“ We will divi 9 into two parties, and one
will make a rush to the right and the other
to the left. ” '

“ What‘s that fer?"

” It will force the defenders to divide their
number and rush to two points of defense at
once, and then we shall have them where we
want them.” ‘

“ But, we‘ll be divided too, won’t we?”

" We are two to their one.” '

“ Yes, that’s so, but—”
“ Wait till on hear all. When we have

got them div dcd, we will make a sudden

 

rush for the center of that fence, all together,
and carry it away and be in possession be-
fore they ean tell what has happened.”

“ Hooray!" ‘

“Bully for you, TramWelli”

And the fellows shouted over the plan as
explained.

“ Nor is that all,” added the chief villain
of the lot. " We will then have their force
divided, and will be right between the two
halves. They won't dare to shoot a gun at
us."

This called forth more cheering, and one
of the fellows proposed a drink on the suc-
cess of the thing.

Deadwood Dick saw that it was a geod
scheme, and one that might be carried out
as planned, unless the men of the Royal
could be warned.

Gradually the talking overhead ceased, as
one after another left the room, till at last is
seemed that all must have gone out, or else
those remaining were asleep.

Numerous times Dick had tried his bonds,
but in vain.

lie had known at first that it would be
impossible for him to get loose without aid,
but still he tried.

While he was trying hard to think of some
plan by which he could draw attention, in
order to get a chance to fight his way out, if
he could but get the use of his limbs for a.
moment, somebody touched him.

For some moments he had been standing
perfectly still. and the person who had
touched him seemed to be groping around ,
in the dark.

Dick had heard some slight sounds, but
thought the rats had made them.

The person drew back, instantly.

Dick caught the sound of a quick. hard
breath, as if of fear, and he wished himself
free of the gag that he might speak.

There was not a sound, for some moments,
and at length Dick gave vent to a low moan.
as ifin pain. and listened. He was sure he
heard breathing close to him, and his ears
were keen to catch the slight sound.

He repeated the noise.

Immediately he heard the softest possible
footstep, receding from him, and he knew
not what to make of it.

Whoever the person was, it scemed that he
was frightening him, or her, away from
him. and it was possible that this very person
might prove a friend, if he could but gain
attention.

He repeated the sound he had made seve-
ral times in succession, and dOWn in his throat
tried to articulate—“ Help me 1”

This last, be repeated.

Presently a faint, frightened whisper was
heard saying:

“ Mister?”

Dick repeated the effort at framing the two
words. '

“ Mister?”

This time it was nearer, and Dick reco -
nized that it was in a rather weak, childis
voice.

All Dick could do was to repeat again
what he tried to frame, and this time it seem-
ed («(1)1 him as if the words must be understood
arig t. .

The next moment a hand touched him

N

a in.

g1Dick stood still, and it felt around his per-
son till it came to his hands. tied behind
him and to the post, when the little voice
exclaimed:

“ You a prisoner, tool"

" Yes,” Dick tried to say.

Like a flash it had came to him that this
might be Blondow's missing bog!

The little hands felt upward ll they came
to ,his face, when immediately the fingers
tried to nnfuten the 
- It was not essy\to u the knot, but pres.
ently it run done. i

" ask God i” were Dick’s first‘wordn

" be are yout" asked the boy.

  

 

   

  

 

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“ I-am looking for you, if you are Charlie

Blondow. ”

" And I guessyou wouldn't found me in a'

hurry, think ye would? But, lfound you."

“ Well, put your hand in my pocket, my
boy, and get out my knife and cut the cords
that hold me. Take care not to cut me while
you are about it, though."

The little fellow obeyed, and Dick was
soon f reed.

“ You are a trump!" Dick exclaimed.
“ Now, tell me about yourself, my lad, and
how you came here."

It was too long to quote as he told it.

He had been lured into the house by one
of Tramwcll’s tools, had been made a pris
oner, and had been confined in a Sort of cage
in another cellar.

For along time he had been busy trying
to dig his way out under the wall against
which his cage was situated, and on this
night had succeeded in doing so. He was

. groping around when he touched Dick.

This contact liadierrificd him out of his
wits, almost, and it had required a good deal
of courage for him to speak.

" Well, we will try it together, now," said
Dick, “ and Ithink we shall be able to make
a go of it. I am going to take you to your
papa"

He had lighted a match ere this and taken
a look at the little fellow.

The boy was very thin and pale, but his
eyes were bright and his face was intelligent
and full of strength of character.

At the same time the boy had taken a
ood look at Dick, and the latter had noted
y the expression of his face that he felt bet-

ter for having seen the face of his friend.

Dick examined well the cellar they were
in, and found that a tpair of double doors led
from it at the rear 0 the buildin .

These Were hooked on the insi c. It was

uite probable that they were fastened out-

s do, too.

On trying them, however, Dick was
amazed to find that such Was not the case.
He opened one, with silent care and can-
tion. ‘ ’
’ There came no challen e, and stooping,

he bade the he get upon is back and take

hold around his neck, and to hold fast, no

matter what happened. And the little chap
‘ lobe ed the directions.

' ith him on his back, and with weapons

in hand ready for any emergenc , Dick can--
' a ‘ tiously made his way up out o

the cellar,
and took a widé detour in the direction of the
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CHAPTER XVII.
ATTACK AND DEFENSE.

NOTHING happened along the way.
~ Dick met no one, and made his way un-
seen to the
Royal had before challenged him and Klein.
“ Halt!" was the order. ‘ _
“ You bet!” said Dick, cheerfully, but in
low tone.
" Who hre you?“ -
> "‘ The same man who came in with Klein
‘ durin the evening.”
‘ - " e have to bemighty keerful." _‘
’ “ I have got Blondow’s lost boy with me.”
, “ What! you boy found Charlie?"

.. "Is that you. TOggyi" piped the nine

fellow, calling the! man by his popular

name. . ,
"‘ Sure it is, lad! Thank ther good Lord
 {cumin safe, again.‘ Pass ‘riggieton with
,, ‘ tin, sir, fer thar couldn't be no
, ofg’er “motions.” i

,, mine. , . r , ,

~ gore hehsited for Blondow. \ .u "‘

 h’e‘ colonel was soon forthcomingyand at
3i ht of his sonhe wept for joy. a

- , * embraced the little fellow. kissi

 again and again. and owns v return the

~"- eutbrsees fondly. '- , ~ - ,

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point where the sentinel of the

tier proof

Dick‘ hurried on, and was soon in the'

him ‘

 

“ Where did you find him, sir?" the father
demanded.

" It was he found and rescued me. sir,"
was Dick's response. “ He was a prisoner
at Tramwell's mine."

“I was sure of it, curse the wretch!"

Dick briefly told his experience.

"‘ Yes, we heard about it," said Blondow.
“ That is, we learned that you had been
taken. ’

“ How did you learn that?”

“ Klein crept in here, more dead than
alive, and told of the at tack, and five of my
men are out lookingr for you."

“ Have you any understanding with them
concerning a signal by which they are to be
called in?"

“ Yes.“

“ What is it?"

” Two rille shots, close together."

“Then let them bc‘flred. You will need
all your force at daybreak.”

“ What‘s up?”

“ An attack will be made at that time.”

“ We are prepared for it. And, we have
an extra stretch of pipe all ready.”

“How far will it reach?"

“ Within throwing distance of the Prince
buildings."

“ Good! 5W0 will make them think there
is a second deluge on hand, if I don't mis-
take.”

“ You bet!"

“But, let those shots he fired.”

The colonel gave the order, and it was
executed promptl .

Deadwood Dick then told of the plan of
the attack. as he knew it, and Blondow list-
ened attentively. -

“It might have fooled us,” he admitted.
“ In fact, it very probably would ‘have done
so. But, thanks to you, we are now fore-
armed." '

" No thanks, to me at all, but to our brave ‘

little boy here."'declared Dick. “ He would
have made good his escape without any of
nay help, I certainly believe,,while only for
h m I would be a prisoner still.” ,

Dick paid a visit to Klein, where he was
lying on'a rude bunk in one of the buildings.
and found that he Was quite badly hurt, but
not dangerously.

From that time on preparations were made
for the daybreak attack. ,

The situation was explained to all the men,
fully, each man was given his work to do,
and it looked as if success must be won.

Deadwood Dick was in charge, actually.

The plan Was, that when the attack was
made, the men within the inclosure were to
divide into two parties and start off in two
directions.

They were to go with a whoop and yell,
to give the im ression to the enemy that
they were fall ng into the trap, but they
were to stop and turn back again to the real
pomt ofattack. - .

There the fence had been weakened, pur-
posely. I . . ‘ ‘ I ,

When the rush was, made against it. it
would fall easily, and then .the fun would

begin. -

'nowin‘g the character of Tramwell and
his followers, and havin a little score of his
own to settle, Deadw Dick was nothing
‘loth tobeon the side of the Royal-in the

frag. ,
tlength daylight began to ppear. ,
Every man was at his post, aiid each had
aclear understanding as to what was ex-
pected of him. .

When it grew lighter, so that objectscould
be iairl well distin ishedm terrific yell
was In deniy heard a the direction of the
Prince. and themcame the charge.

Whoopin and elhng they came, as if
tryin by t cir‘ n e to drownthe roar of
the fals._ . A "  :

They divided as titiey rsn,_'half.running
to, thezright and hat to

the'lsft. and as if '
alarmed by this action, the defenders set up "

 

a yell within the inclosure and ran to the de-
fense.

Tramwell in person was in charge of one
body, and Bullion Bullwhack was in' com-
mand of the other.

The ruse within deceived them utterly.

Dick had reason to believe that they had
not yet discovered his escape, and they
would not have suspicions of the true state
of affairs.

They whooped and yelled the more, and
ran the harder and faster, until they con
sidered their scheme well carried out, and
then of a sudden they wheeled and ran for
the center.

By this time the men within the inclosure
had returned quietly.

The shouting of the enemy ceased, when
they turned, until they came together, when
they rushed at the attack with a wild whoop.

Right up against the stout fence they
dashed, hoping to give it such a strain that
it could ’be broken down; but, what must
have been their surprise when it fell before
them easily!

In they went, heels over head, and in a
moment all was disorder with them.

Then began the fun. in earnest.

It was truly a new kind of warfare, but
it proved an effective one, for men could
not stand for a moment against the terrific
fgrce of water that was suddenly turned upon
I em.

The moment after the fall of the fence the
water was turned on.

Six menwere at the nozzle of the pipe, in
order to hold and direct it with ease and dis-
patch. and Deadwood Dick directed them.

Bullion Bullwhack ot the first dose.

He was falling head on‘g over the fence. as
it lay flat, trying in vain to stop himself,
when the stream of water caught him and
picked him up.

“ There you go, Bullwhack!" cried Dead-
wood Dick. ,.

And there he did go, true enough! He
was picked up bodily and sent headlong.over
the heads of those behind, and others fol-
lowed him instantly. .

It was no battle at all, for it was all one-
sided. That stream of water did the whole
business, clearing the way wherever it was
turned, and just as soon as the mob saw
what was up, they wheeled and ran, while

the men of the Royal cheered with a vimi ,

The stream of water was kept turned upon
them, and not a man escaped at 'least a
severe drenching before he could get out of
range. ,

One who escaped with little harm done,
was Tramwell. ,r '
He had dropped back from the attack
upon the fence, and the first thin he saw,
as the fence went down, was the ydranlic

means of defense. '

Not only that, but he saw his late prisoner
there to ‘direct it, and was the first to make
the effort to get out of ran e; and he met
with fair success, but not wit a dry skin.

As soon as the mob had been put to. flight,

Dick signaled for the water to be closedofi. w . 

A hundred men ran out thelbther stretch
of pipe, which had already‘been boupled in
one length, and this was uickly attached to
the first, and reached neafiyto‘the Prince.

Another signal, and the. water was turned
on again. ' ' " ‘

The enemy had now all taken refuge in
the buildings around‘.the Prince, but their '

shelter was all too'frail, up they soon found.  =
I icked off the ‘chim. gt-

neys, tore off the ailing es like so much chad,"  g

gped out the timbers' r ‘ ‘ ‘

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and in lessthnn a quarter of an hour the ,, ‘-

The finger of water .

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and buried them arou

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a. 5' ‘ turned upon the buildings, to give the ras-
 ‘ cals time to escape with their lives.

But, they were utterly defeated and rent-
ed, and the men of the Royal were com-
plete masters of the situation A cheer went
up, in which the majority of the people of
the town heartily joined.

Blondow. shook hands with Deadwood
Dick.

“That was well done, mighty well done
he exclaimed.

“And I think your enemy has had a lesson
he will not forget," assumed Dick.

'.“ He will not forget it, that is just the

py

point," observed the colonel. “He will
plan revenge." '
“Well, fight it out with him. He will

probably go to law. now, and collect dam-
l ages, if he can, and I suppose there will be
\ something to pay, but that rich ledge can
stand it. ” '

“Yes, more than stand it."

“Mi‘sther Blondow! Look ye here, be-

! gorra!” .

So cried Birdie McGluken,.as he came run—
ning up with something ill his hands.
’ “ What is it, Birdie?" Blondow asked.

“ Dhe original map av dhe Royal, sure as
you’re born!”

“ And where did you get it?” asked the
mine-owner, taking it eagerly.

“Sure, dhe wather washed it out of
‘TramWell’s ranch, when it wint down in dhe
flood,” the jolly young Irishman explained.

Blondow examined it, and found that it

/ was, indeed, the missing document. .

And upon it was the missing line that was

, wanting upon the later records, and here
was proof of Tramwell's villainy.

Barely had this news been received, when
word was hrou ht that Tramwell had been
found murdere , with a knife, killed in pre-

.' cisely the same manner as had been Joseph
- )lainard' '
Then came freshly
coffin. . ‘ I
Deadwood Dick hurried off to the scene of
the crime,.and found Tramweli dead with a
lookgoi‘ horror on his face. -
The excitement ran high, as may be sup-

posed.
MadlAnthon , the mayor, had no word of
l , sympathy for amwell, but he did want the
1‘ ‘l : mystery cleared up.
3 And so did‘the people, but they were
doomed, in a measure, to disappointment, for
it was never to be. made clear to them as a
whole, though it might be eXplain’ed by in-
. ference.
" As the excitement abated, recollectio‘nwas
. had of the man in the jail.
 , l The people demanded that he should be
xj :hrou htto trial.
' “W on they went to get him, though, it
' was, found that he was gone, without the
1:31]?ng - of the guardsmen around the

[to mind the phantom1

But there was a written message.
It was this; ~ ' .
. “ MAYOR AND Graphs:—
“ Permit me to‘ bid you a kind adieu.
Your guess concerning me was not altogether
wrong; let that suffice; The same power
that could produce such things as were seen
giast night, could take me out of yoursnug
1,11.th calaboose. ,Asweet raven c has been
 mad. Two Wretches got their ust deserts.
.  oflapolo to Center-fire, the self.
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It was found, later, that Lacy Mulvern
was missing in the camp.

Not that much was thought of it, till a
note was discovered in his room at the hotel.

And that note, while it cleared away some
things. only addee to the mystery surround.
ing others. It was in these words.

“ DEA'mvoon DH‘Kt—

“Drop the case where it is. It is ended,
now. and further probing can do no one any
good, If you push on, you will only gratify
your personal curiosity, for you have noth-
ing else to gain. And. you may be unable
even to gain that much. I understand it all,
and am lending aid where it is deserVedg As
to the feud between Tramwell and Blondow,
there was a woman in the case.

l‘ 11- 1‘1"!

“ Who is Deadwood Dick?" demanded the
crowd, as soon as this was known to them,
and Center-fire, the Self-cooker, had to own
his identity.

Then the (camp let itself loose, indeed!

Dick went apart with Blondow, the mayor,
and others immediately connected with the
matter, and Blondow made a further state-
ment.

The woman mentioned was a lady for
whose hand he and Tramwell had been
rivals, and the stealing of the boy had been
with the object of so distressing Blondow
that Tramwell could carry his point.

But, in that he. had. overreached himself,
for the lady in question had loved the child,
and it only warmed her heart the more to-
ward Blondow in his sorrow. Something
further that came to light made it plain that
Tramwell had intended to kill the child,
eventfully. .

Blondow’s housekeeper had had a hand in
the abduction, too.

She , herself loved Blondow, and Tram
well had entirely made a tool of her, and a
willing one, for the carrying out of his de-
8 gns.

Being a widow and a woman without
heart, and aving a son of of her own, she
cared nothing for Blondow's child. She
had rather, in fact, that he were out of the
way, and hence her part in the matter.

In the course of the day John Klein recover-
ed sufliciently to be around, and he and Dick

together set about solving the remainder of

the mystery. 1
But, it seemed that it was already finished.
What more came to light amounted to but
little, while Certain obstacles arose which
served to make the shadows all the darker. .,
For some reason Deadwood Dick stopped

short.

What had he discovered? ‘

Perhaps it was that Jacob Mund , or
“ Old Saint,” was the missing Charles hach-
ert, and that Lac Mulvern was a younger
brother of his wi e, the widow Bachert.

Sup ositions for which there were some
groan s. \

One thing that was discovered, was a sort
of instrument, something after the manner
of a stereomonosco e, but having a chamber
for the receptipn o a powerful reflector.

This was found near' the edge of the falls,
as if the attempt had been made to throw it
over into the river.‘ ‘

Within this thingrelmined a bit of mag-
nesium taper. ,. ‘ ‘ .

Did this explain. to a degree, the mystery
of the shadow-Collin? And of the ghost Mrs,
Bachert had seen?

Let the reader say. .

For Once, Deadwood Dick felt that he had
made a poor success; and yet, what would

glhadmléeen, so t?i Say, timdoublc-decker,
an e been on so in th casosArom
first to last... He had accomplished the lead
ing purpose that had brought hlm‘fio Roaring
iver.  ' ' ' \
He. dehlinedg‘however, to accept any re-

ward beyond his actual expenses, saying

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that Charlie Blondow would have madegood
his escape just as well without him; if any-
thing, the balance of obligation was the
other way: but Col. Blondow thought dif-
ferently.

Before his departure, a rousing reception
was given in his honor.

 

The Widow Baehert and her son quietly
disappeared from Roaring River, after a
time, and were lost to the world.

Whither they had gone, no one knew,
but we, with our higher privileges, may
venture a guess. And yet it need not be
called that; we will lift the curtain a little
and let the picture suggest.

Afar off, in a pleasant home, neither rich
nor poor, but happy and contented. we see a
family of three; father, mother son. Their
name is not Bachert; very little is known
about them. They are honest, humble
people, who love one another fondly.

THE END.

 

NEXT HALF-DIME LIBRARY, No. 917.

Flash Li—ghtning,

THE MOUNTAIN MASCOT;

on,

JERRY JACOBS’ DOOM.
BY CHARLES MORRIS.

 

A very strong and well-told story by the popular '

writer. It is unlike his other stories, In which the
gamin and gamin life are so powerfully and delight,
fully delineated, but, like them. it is clear-cut in
character. and certainly novel in all its conditions.

While it is a romance of the mines, as they are, it
is also the romance of two young lives that. by a
strange fate. are permitted to run together by the
guardianship of an old prospector who nobly illus-
trates the best side of human nature. His charac-
ter. indeed. is a creation that will excite admiration,
and the work, as a whole, would make a splendid
sta‘ge drama.

That readers will give the story a glad welcome
we can well understand.

Beadle‘s Halt-Dime library.

BY CllA 314E! 102818.

18 Will Boner-n, the Boy tho.
8. PM! Ilnrd ,tho Boas Boy.
20 Picayune can or. Nioodemhl, the Dog Detective.
80 Detective Diet: or, The Horo In .
All Mund-can: Ilnrry, the Bootblack Donal”.
41' Will W I the .
59 Black Bean, ill Wildfire I Boost.
gum Hen-y the Harbor Polk. Boy.
3: all? rm" “rash-“s.
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70 A Tum-m; or WI" wnmlyu Win and lace.
mm or, slymrlu of Now York.
1 Ibo-t u“ aux Rd'll'l'li'uan '
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l 89 Bob Roe (on; or, Driven to the all. m .
l 96 swarms of, not hochtt’a Mt for me.
1900 hark P. the Tiger King. ‘
1312 Dull-g Dave, the Dani? Wm.
'50 To. Ton-er or, The B at Sheep 0! the hook.
835 8.1- 0 a 1:. M mium aptly.
985 B I, t «sag-r .
as: T‘:":. “mou- ”‘A0f, six-£33.? an and m. dug.
' lilek Duh 07, 0“ .V II -
a. You"  or, Rollicklng Mika‘o 'I‘rnii.
Jolly J! the W's Ap notice. -
y Jt:" ob; or,Tho oun Detodtivo.
The WM- 03nd: on?» can; Hammond.
305 [Duh-way. of Dakota; nr, A “'utom Luna Qum City.
.4 Ralph Ready, the Hotel Boy Douctlvo.
4| Tony Thor the Vagabond Detective.
The Repor- r .nemflve; or, run Flyer'a Bill-rd.
861 Wide-Awake Joe: or.A Boyofth‘flmoa. . i
. the Le velert or. The Bloodl ot the Roda-rd.
¥Ig the River-Rat Metlvo. .
in n or,Tlu nan-pm cum. .
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Wu. the Pinko Parrot. ; . ‘
ll! Brleh the Jolly Vagabond. /
WI «Awake Jerry. Detective: or mums-l Abb-
‘7’ Dots-div: e 3 0?. TM “Valery of Fm Hearty.
“'lll Mr Ru ea: or, How He Vaughn-rum ‘
’ 1 “00". the Boy Firm- : or. Tao sum for dual-pal.
but! The Secret Fen-tee Bo Reactive: :
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Published Every Tuesday Each Issue Con

‘BY EDYVARD L. “'ll EICLEIK.
Deadwood Dlvk Non-la.

llluk', Hm l‘nm'o ol the Rand.
llvk'a llt-IInIu-c: 4-1, llouhh- Bongo-rs.
IID’Ilcll." Ila lllll‘lflglflofinr, Bull's). Bun
(" n ,- 'aai 1-.
Dlt-k'n Bonanza: n', The lenlom Mini-r.
Dick In Danger; (Jr-,(Jmannull.
Dlek'n Eagle-n: or, 'l'ln- l'ur-h ol Fluod Bar.
lDIvk on Deck: Ur. i'ulunoitv .2 'rl.-.ill~~ llurnine
llIi‘k'H Lilli Ant: “Li‘unluru-y Charlie.
Dick In Loaddllo.
“Lurk Die; Ire; Ior, The Double Crow Sign.
' ' an (-icci. \e.
Dlek’n Double: or. The errqon‘n Gulch Ghoul.
lDIok'a llonw Bane; or, Illnmle liill.
Dli'k'u Ill]: Rtrlkr- or, A Home tul'tiold.
Dick oi‘ Dradwuo i or, The, Picked Party.
Dlek’a Druam; or, The Rivnlaol the Road.
lllol"! “'ard; or, 'l‘lw Black lllll’s .li’Zv'lWI.
" d M  lll'oollll :nor,falaullly.laue's Adventure.
ea wo e ' u em (a.
Deadwood lDlek'n Death-Plant.
Gold-Dun. Iok. A Ronmnce ol' Rough-o and Toughn.
Reagwoog  3h  Hal} ho Splrlt of Swamp Lake.
ea woo e ' a on ‘ra .
Deadwood llk-k’a Deal; or, The Gold Brlvk nl0rezon.
Deadwood llll'li'l lDoaem or, The Fnkir nl l'hnntmn Flats
Deadwood Dick’s Dueatrg or, [lays in the Dhnrinzl-
goagwood‘ llglielé’flcin‘u-‘nucd; or, In. Terrible Dominio-
ea woo e a ,‘aln.
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Dead wood Dick In New York: or, A “Cule Clue."
Dea wu Diok'a Dial; M, The Chained Hand.
Deadwooh “‘11:.  unfil'hfi- Crimauu Crescent Sign.
woo e . r. I, e am-e.
wood Dick, In? Full Iland. _
wood Dick. Jr.’n. Dix oand-l p.

Dick, Jr. a. Rae et ai. (flaim 10.
wood Dick, Jr. ‘orral; or, Ham-luau Bill.
woo: gilt-t. :Ilr. ' D63 l‘leieo‘tflive.
woo ‘ o". r., n ea aoo .
wood Dick, Jr.:-, tL‘ompaet.
woo:  '. Jr.’-. I’I'Ihe'lrltanee.
woo o , a on.
wood Dirk, Jr.’n. lDe u-raaoe.
wood Dick, Jr.‘a Protegec.
wood Dlek. Jr.’u,1 ee.
wood DIek’, Jr.’a, :Dan‘o I’m-kn.
wood Dick. Jr.'e. Death llunt.
"'qu llloll' 5'" Ir" 3%“; \ldoc
woo c , r.,t:e ' 'eat ' q
Deadwood [Du-k, Jr., on IIIII Mcttle.
Deadwood lchk. Jr., In Gotham.
Dead wood Dirk, Jr.. in o-ton.

:ead woodd Bit-t, Jr., in {filadelpblm
eat woo 1- ', r., a 3
Dead Wood Dick. Jr"
Deal wood Dick. or” In Denver.
Deadwood Dick. .lrna, [Du-rec.
Dea< Wood Dirk Jr., In Beelaebub’tl Bruin.
0 [Dem wood Dir-k. Jr., at (‘om- Inland.
Deadwood chk. Jr)!» Lem!“ le La
Deadwood Dick. Jr., in Detroit.
Deadwood l4. r., in (‘lnelnuntL
Deadwood k. r., In Nevada.
Dick. Jr” In 30 Mau‘t- Land.
DIvk‘. Jr., After the Queer.
Dir-k Jr.. In Ihtl’aio.
Dir-k. Jr.’-. (‘haee Aeron- the Continent
lllek‘. Jr., A om: the smugglers.
Dick, Jr.’a uunrnnoe (Pa-e.
Dlr-k, r.. aek In the Mines.
Dick. r., In IDurungo; or, “ Gathemd In."
'Dlolt, Jr.’e, DIM-ovary; or, Found nFortune.
lllok’. Jr.’a, Dazalc.
Dick, .Ir.’-. Dollar-I.
Dick. .lr.. ai. Danger Divide.
Dirk. Jrh, lDro . r
l Dick, Jr.. at dark-Poi.
- (- r., In 8 n Francisco.
D” k, .‘I'rl’a, fill I “not.

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Deadwom Diok, Jr.'-.
Deadwood Dick, Jr.’-,
Deadwoor Dick. Jr.‘-.
Deadwom Dick, Jr.‘-,
Deadwood Dick. Jr.’n,
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woot l ek. ’r’a, lDer-oy Drink.
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woot Dlek, r.’n. Double Drive.

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ISO Ton-Oat ad Pards «v.11» Dead Sat at Silver City.
a” Tog-.0". Triad: or. 'l‘lw Aflalr at Tomlmone.
on To. Cat’e Terrible Tank; or The Cowboy Detective.
‘88 Ton-Cat’s Triaav I or. Black Duf- Gnu Cambium
‘4‘ gand- Cdctl i£e haparral/Conh; or. Jmh'e Ten Stilt:
868 be Dandy fl 0'. Rmtllug ior Million. -
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s a Ialhoa sol. the M n Wlth .31:
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dd 0o Old the Cattle-Bun Wm.
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405 do I, are h. the Plum baked".
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(Diher Notch by E. L. “'hccler. i
MD Rosebud lloh; or, Nugget Noll. ch»: lx’niuhz.
K4 Rout-had Iloh on Hand: m, lull, ll... (:le Wow.
38 Ila—chad lioh'a lieu m-urunve: m'. l'lmlngml'h l'hil.
I2I Rout-had IlolD‘a ('ha longe; nr,(tmnm..un «hip.
27? Denver "all. the “rim [h e Quw-n: v-r, 'l'hu- Y)\lllu‘~"~ Nm'n-und
2"" Dean-r Doll's YIt-iory; ma skull and (‘rms‘u u“...
255 Dem er Doll's Douay; or. Lille Bill's: Bonanza.
296 Denver IDoll'a lDrIi‘lz or, The l‘mnd Queen.
36" D rcku .llm. ilu- iu'ulll-IiullIi-m-r: m.'l‘h.- Lire [mm-n.
879 Y roka Jlm’n l'rizv: ur. 'l hw “MW. .4 “m... 1‘... '
also Yreka Jlm‘u Joker; 0r. Tl..- Rivals (:1 1M None.
as» Yrekn .llln‘vl Non Ilolo: ur, Eloy-l.» lien,
894 \ reka JIm oI' \ aha Dual.
20” ll‘rIIz. the lkmnddloy Dotaruw: or, hot lm-lh- (hum,
2l3 Fritz lo the Front: or, The Yanirlluqulsi Hunter
2 d l Sierra Sam. lln I'rnnll-‘r P‘v-rrrl; ul', A Malt-1* Ih'vnllnn.
24H Morra Ham'- Sevroi: or. Thu III...an I‘tmllurlllls.
258 Merra Sow-’3 Ford; or. rm» Anng oi Big Vista.
258 Sierra Sam‘v- Seton; or.'l'lw Slulon Bride.
mu Kangaroo Klt: or. The dl)‘nlerlnl|n Minor.
.89 Kan aroo kli’n Burke : W. Th-- huh-pl l'Im-M-HHI.
I59 Dent -l“a('(-. lh‘iw‘llu‘; or, Lil:- iu New York. v
“D The “(DY "i‘Ii‘OIhC; (Il'I ill lIl Hill“. Ill" Sharp-hunt“,
96 \YIIIl'lI-l‘lyo lhn- llulwlin“, or, Aral-s and Angels.
11: Gilt-Edged hm. u.- 5 url. mm“.
145 Contain Fer-rot. the 'm York human.
16! New York No", me llny-i-‘irl Detu-tiw.
226 The Arab Deirril‘e i "T. 511ml» I, the ll“; Sharp.
891 Turk the Boy Ferret.
825 Kelley. lllek’ev A‘ “0.. lllw ll-‘lw tin-u nl l'hilmlvlphlu.
843 Manhattan .‘llkt', the Bowery "hurl-Hr.
400 “'rIlIkle-a. the Night-“Huh llrterilve.
4:8 lll‘ll “at Harry. lhe limw Bull Metal-live.
4 ll l‘mn Nah-Idea. the Begum—Hm- Dom-live.
484 Jim Beak and Paul. rlvnte Detectlvu.
26 Clot i‘ll llool’, tlu- llnll'ulo “moon; or, Th.- Bnrdur \ nllurea.
32 Bob Woolf: on The Girl Dumrshuzl
45 “Id A‘ulanollez or. \l'llIl Edna, the (Girl ilrigand.
58 Jlm Blndaoe. JIM the Hay Phrnix.
GI Buokhorn "III; or. The Red Hill.) Team
98 Canada i'llet; or. (lld Anaconda in Sitting Bull's ('amp.
Ill Jaek lloyle the Young Snerulatnn
1.5 Bonanza "Ill. MIner: or, Mudnm .‘lvutsry, [he Forger-
188 Ila-a Iiob the King of Ilnnlhlnvlu.
141 Still] Slim, lllr‘ llm Road-Agent: or. Tho: BrumIml llrown.
17? Nohb Nll'k of Nevada; or, The Slerrnu Svanupu.
1‘1  ‘V'llllk llll‘ D114 kshlll Bravo: on Indy Lily's Love.
'3“ Apollo “Ill, tlw 'l'rail Tornado. ur. mely KM».
’40 (‘yoloue Kn, lllv‘ Young (ilndlntnr; or. The» Iun'lxwl Valley.
378 Jumbo Joe, ilw lluy Patrol: or. The Rival Menu.
.99 A No. l. the Duhan Toll-Taker.
308 'l.Iza Jane, the '-‘lrl Mlnor; or. the Imn-Narved Snort.
880 Little ulz-k-flllota or. l'he Doad Fm: or Daggersvilldc
858 l‘Ir-i-C an Fred. lhe Gent ll’nIII Gopher.
'7“ Nabob Ned: or, The Srrn-t 0| 8| l» City. .
ll”. Cool “It. tho King nl Kidx; or. A \lllain'q Vu-nm-antfi.
“8 flflltfl Fe Dial, the Sluhur; or. A Sun‘u Yu-ncwulw.
‘8' Mlllkln Sam. the Sparklor; or The ’l‘: ibume of Ten.

BY J. 0. CIDWIDIRN‘K.‘
Broadway Billy Non-In.

490 Broadway Billy. the Boothlnck Bravo.
514 Broadway Bill "a Boodle: nr. Cleaning «Strange (‘uel
586 Broadway Bll y‘a ‘Dlinkilty." ‘
657 Broadway Billy's: Death Racket.
579 Broadway Billy‘- Surprl-u- Party.
005 Broadway Billy; or,'l‘lu- Buyrbvwrtnuvnnmlunlnr.
698 Broadway Bllly‘a "and AM: or,le lmnmwolvaen
869 Broadway Illy Abroad: «r. 'l'lw lluulhlm-k in Fri-m.
675 Broadway Bllly‘a Ih-II: 0".lln-ntlnu San It'rnllcilco'll'dtlell.
09%? Broadway Billy in Clover.
696 Broadway Billy 'In Texan; or, 'l'lw ltlwr Rnatlm.
708 Broadway Bill)":- Brand.
Bll y at Sanin Fe; or. ’l'h», f‘lrro-r Du].
' Bllly'l l'nll "and: onle i-‘mnln Drhtctive.
y llllly'n Dunne-I. ‘
83 Broadway Bllly'u (‘anoua Fur-o.
8 B oadwny Billy In Dean-r.
8 B oadway llllly'n But-cal": or, 'Y‘ .- 'lhr--»- Delt't'ilv
9 Broadway Billy, lhe Rth-wr [Mm m...
roadway llilly’a Shadow ('hntw. »
fill Broadway llllly’n Beagle-n: or. ’l'lmTrln's Quat.
7H6 Broadway Bllly‘n 'l‘eam: nr. 'l‘bu (‘mnhim-‘s ltig l‘ull.
790 Broadway llllly’n Brigade: or. Tllo- Dvad Alive.
196 Broadway lilly'a Queer Beaver-t.
£00 Broadway Dilly Bailled.
fl?b Broadway llllly'n SITDDBI flooop.
H 0 Broadway liilly’u “ pe 0m.
$115 Broadway Bllly‘n Bank Racket.
11%| Broadway Billy's Blair.
826 Broadway Billy Amoa Jeni-y 'l‘hngn.
7488 Broadway Bllly’a “Mill "
RID Broadway Billy": Big Boom.
844 Broadway llllly'u Bi Bulge.
849 Broadway llllly’n $1300 000 “any.
850 llroaduay llllly‘fl Blln : or, The Nnulhlal'k Stowaway.
MIR Broadway Billy In l.ondou.
MIN Broadway Bllly Shadoa- London Sluma.
M4 Broadway Bllly‘n From-II Game.
880 Broadway Billy and the llomb-Throwcrl.
986 Safety sum, lln- Cwlo Sport.
9 0 Jumping Jaok‘u nbllee.
M7 Battery Bob, the Dock Deirdilvo.
3‘0 Bllvehfluk the Man 0! Myrna); or, Th.- (Juldon Kaye.
.09 Shanta, the I'll-Id Khan or, For Seven Your Dead.
“It The lDeioetIvc’aA prenik-e; or,A.‘Boy Without-Noon.
484 CIbaia John: m. ed-Hot Tunel at Auto Bar. A
9 Dandy Earn, the Street Scout. '
40? Diana Dan. the Dull ' Dodo
506 "64’",th Ralph D 0! Prlnre of the Road.
594 The .nglneer Deieoiive: or. Redllght Ralph'l Resolve
548 Mart, the leht I: It" Detective.
531 Air-Line Luke l 0 Y'Jllnl Enllndm'. or. Thv Double Cole
5 I 'be Boy Pinkerton: or. Fanning the Bulcall Out.
612 Flghtin' llarr‘ the Chi"! of (‘h-Inod Cvcloue.
“4 Bareback not , the ('vnlaur ruf‘the Circle.
“47 Typewriter 'l'llly, lhv Mrrrhnnl'a “'nrd.
“MD Moonlight. Mor an tho" Plrenm”M-n of Ante Bet.
894 Arizona Dlrk‘n lac-oat.

BY WILLIA‘d Ii. EYflTEli.
190 Dandy Darkog or.1‘ho Tlnn of High Plno.
.10 Van Frank I 0'. Dnndv Durlm’n (lo-Down Paul-
I!“ The Ila-tier Rogue-(‘atr-her.
8.8 Rev l’eie’l Double Dodfie. ‘ ‘
3:: TIe-To fl ori : or, High hustling at Slnnen Flat.
3 Monte Iaul. d.» loo-'0. »
901 Diamond Dave. the Gilt-Edge Shooter.

BY BUFFAIAD BILL (Boa. WI. l‘. Oody).
Ci Ki .Thlid lhtfl d.
I.  was: 3' yr°or.°‘l‘h§ l’llot 57m Pralrla.
y. nhaown Sol-oi. or, Thr- Bondod Brotherhood

oador '10:!!! flood I or. The Prolrlo Rover.
Bauer 1?.“ of Colorade or. Tho Tomr'u Trut.

BY "AROLD PA "NE.
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Ran. (be "her In": or. ToIIIv-n the Frlocn Sharp.

8’. over: Bea In Chinatown.

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BY C"ll"NEL l’llEN'l‘lSS lNGllAIIAM.
New York Nni‘n Double.
New York \ai'n In Colorado.
New York Nat In Gold Numn-I i‘nmp.
33"9 New York Nal’n Deadly Ilonl.
fill-13 New York Nni'a (‘rook-(‘ltauu
N77 )t-w York Naif- 'l‘rulnp (‘aI-d.
7| five“ York Nut and (he ilrrn‘r ir‘hmda.
6' New York an'u Masked )Iawvi.
D New York Nat. lhv 1.1mm; D-hu-liw.
Dick Doom'a Kldnnpncr Knock-(Dal.
~ DIr-k‘lloom’n 'I‘en fill-Ike.
llluk anqu‘a I‘Vluah Illnld.
Dlek Doum'a IDt-aih-Grlp: my 'llw TIL-.13.. lv‘. 7':
"(‘k Doom‘a Dov-tiny; Ur. '1 h- Rlxer Blmllleg‘. 'l . lrur.
lllvk "00]": or. 'l he M arlw :uul Slmrln ol hn-w \ .- I .
DIt-k' Doom In "onto": or. A Man at Many :‘lhflhr.
Dick Doom In i‘hlenxo.
IDIrk Doom In the “ lld “'rnt.
lDlek lDooIn'a i'lean l3“ rep; or, Flw links u. n( 1‘ ‘4.
Dirk Doom'a llouih i luv.
Dlek Dooln’a lDIaInond Deal.
H19 llli'k‘ Doorn’a Girl Mart-oi.
s29 llli'k‘ Doom’n Shadow Hunt.
#85 IDlvk Doom’a BI; llval.

‘ Dan-him: ('harllc; m-,’l‘l.e Karim-l.) dernmu‘» Fin: l‘r: ..
Dal-blag (‘llarlir‘a Destiny: or. The lhmumlr‘s (.14....
luahlltx (‘harlle’a l'uuneo I’ard.

Dav-Mug Charlie, the Rum-nu.

“lurk Taylor, king at the Cowboya.

luck Taylor. the ( nnmllt'he'u (‘n 'liw.

lurk 'l‘u ‘lor'a Boy-a: r-r,1‘h~ Fm Klu'rrflv why Ril- 41m d...
’uwnec III, the l'mlrlv Shadower.

’Itwnee am; 0r;(‘arl, e.\lad('owlmy.

’nwnee lllll'll l lfdflei or, The (voila) ‘g l'lm-nl.
'ownee Bill: or, Darinngrk.

Kedi‘ern'a i‘nrioun Case: «I, Th. Rim] Slvnvpe.

Torn at lDevll'n Ranch; or, The sharp mm. Tuna.
li'ern’u High "and; or, lllue Judo-t.

fern’a Lani 'l'ralh r-r,’l‘|-.e Red Surnhrrro Range”.

Ralph‘s llllleg nr,The Bucumm Mid-hi mam.

Ralph’a Bold Game; or,’l‘he \rlenrd .ail-r.

Ral the Shadow-r, or, The Freeboolcr's Légmy.
lllly‘a lDIt-galee.
llly, tho I'oxn‘ I‘xpfell Rim-r.
lllly‘a Man lnni.
initcrily l “137’: Bonanza.

Kent “Inf-Ion; (n, 'I hr (in ll oi the nVrl’Illld.
Kelli. Klnmlon’a l-hado“ art or. the find Queen.
KQIDE Klngdon‘a lluel; ' r, 'I‘nr Surgeon Smut.
(out. Klnxdon'a Doom vr,'l'he Hm'knkln Awnuvr.
AIan "Ill! llnw n; or, l'he Fuunnr-vrs ol Burrainlat.
.nfltle'l Legaoy: or. The Avenglnz Son.
Lafliie‘a Confer-along m, 'llli'(.l’t.i'li‘ Ct-l‘lnll’.

And l-‘lfly Dillon.

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89? Bob o’ the Bowery : or, The Prlnce or Mulberry Shut.
415 {be Vagabond Detective: or, Bowery Bow. Boom.
45’ lot,- ur Bob, the Street-Boy Detectlve.

460 The awyer‘a Hhadow: «.r Luna Legacy.

4” Jaunty Joe, the Young Hone-King. I

491 Forty film. the Young Forryman Delecilve.

50 Fl“ PoInta l'hll. the l’nn-IIu-nl Pr'm'e.

509 Jack J era. the Butcher Boy llrlrlillvr.l

5 il TariyarTI'au or. Five Points Phil’s Mrnngule.

5 6 North lily r Nat. thv Pler Detective.

588 Wrefltlln .liex, thu- Pride ofthu Slxlh Ward.

541 Jell’ File or. llw Stable Boy Deiecilve. ,

551 Nick Nettle, the no ' Shadow: nr,'l'he Old “'t'll My-u-ry.
559 llarlem Junk, ihe mo.- Boy Do-m-tlvo.

589 Brooklyn Ben, Idle On-Hls-Own-Hook Detective.

57? Pavement Pete the Secret Sifter.

588 Jae-k-o'dmntorn, the Under-Sen Prospector.

“03 Wide-Awake Bert. ihr Street—Steer".

014 “'lllatlllifl claoob, ihr- Deter-ilw’s Aid.

028 no ’ lumbll'hov, the Harlrm Hummer.

689 fluorine final th.‘ Ex'm'u-Truln Ferrel. ,
649 Gamln Bob, lla- llmwry Badger; nr,S('00pln‘ a Sllppgry set,
“58 Sky-Rocket Bob. the Llie-Snrer. , -
6R8 'fialipeter Sol. the New York Navigator.

694 “ploy Jim, lhe ‘Dnlv One of Hla Klnd.

706 Tom Thlatle. ihv Bond-Harm Deiei‘ll‘u

717 Moaqulto Jack, the Hustler Gamlu.

7.8 Donnie D If "W Brown S rt’n KM.

744 Dlok of i, e llouka. the . lght-“utch.

765 Flipper Flynn, the Street Patrol.

7‘?! Foxy Fred‘s Odd l’ard: on'l'ho-lKeener'l Huge Huntlu.
7’" Cant-0E Pale, lht- Scapegoat Detevtlve.

524 Bowery llIlIy. the Home Bouncer.

387 The Bl Four «film Bowery.

£46 Buck, i c New \ ork Sharper.

850 The Grand Street Arab.
$55 The Wen-i. Broadway Gamln.

300 The Boat-Club Mal-cot; or. Dan Dm-kcr'a Double Pal
864 The Union Square Baggage Boy.

8??! The Street’Al'ab’a Bllntl.

“#6 The Five Points l.od¢ia3 llouae Janitor.

890 Ace "I‘ll, tht- Trmnu (‘nnl Delu'ilvr.

N93 Fiflh Avenue Fred, the Valet Detective.

899 Baaement Bert, the Boy (‘nhhlor Detective.

008 Billy Blue-Blanca, the Dodgen-Iihe Dorks.

901' Reddy But-her. Dell-Boy 441-44.

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