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“ii Irishman’s Sweepstakes.

BY EDWARD L. WHEELER,
. AUTHOR OF "DEADWOOD DICK ” NOVELS, ETC.

   
 

 

CHAPTER I
HORRIBLE DISCOVERY.
DOLLARVILLE !

A curious name, and yet not a name unique.
It can be found in the postal-guide, but the
.. one there mentioned is not the Dollarville of
our story.

This particular place was a rapidly growing

 

 

 

 

 

  

and one of no mean importance. either.

It was the center of a rich mining and

ranching section.
it was early forenoon.
The main street of the young city was
thronged with people.
Excitement prevailed. crowd

and the

was greatest in front of the bank building. ‘

it was shortly after the Usual hour for
opening the bank. The discovery
been made that during the night the bank
had“ been looted and the night watchman
murdertxl! ‘

No wonder there was excitement then.

The man to make the discova was
James 'l'rilhnan. the cashier, when he
came to open the bank for the day's busi-
ness.

He immediately gave the alarm. and in
less than ten minutes the street was black
with people. in front “of the bank. eager
to learn the particulars of the matter.

Trillman had found the safe door wide;:

open, and every dollar and cent. of the
cash missing. There was no indication
that force had been used. And on the

floor, between the safe and the door, lay ,

the body of the watchman. a bullet in his
brain. '

Here was a mystery. ,

A man‘ came hurrying down the street
——a man for whom the crowd made room
——and he made straight for the bank and
entered.

He was about fifty years of age, of some-l

what commanding presence. with white
hair, and a close-cropped iron-gray heard.

It was Reuben Gorma‘n. the bank presig

dent. , -
[let us enter with him.

Already a number of men had been

admitted—the mayor of the town. the
coroner, and sew-ml others.

“What is this I hear?" dumanded the
president, as Soon as he entered.' “The
bank robbed? Peter Watkins dead? By

eavens! but this must be cleared up!

as any clew been found?"

" Not yet, sir,”fianswered the cashier.

“ How was the safe opened ?"

“That is a mystery, sir. Nd force was
used." " "

“ No force used! And yet you say that
it has been gutted completely.”

i “To the last cent, sir.” .

“ Here. we must stop short, If there is
a clcw to be had it must- be found. ~Send
for the district attorney immedldtely."

“ I am righthere, sir.” a man spoke‘up.

“ Ha! So you are, Spraker. I want you,

to take charge of this thing and investi:
gate it thoroughly." r j . v i

“That is w t I’ am re for, sir," said
Mr. Spraker,’ tepping Orward. “I am
taking in all the points of the affair-that
come to light. Wehave a puzzling case,
I am afraid. Mr. rGor'manJ’

“ No matter. You must, sift it and clear
it up. Take it right in hand, sir, and see
what you can do.” -

I Spraker was a small. spare man. with
thin face and glittering eyes;

He reminded one of a weasel, having
reddish hair. - i -

“I can’t do any more than is being
done. sir." he declared. "Go ahead. you
and Mr, Trillman. and I willltake in any
points that are brought out."

"We have touched nothing, sir.” spoke
up 'i‘rillman. addressing ‘ the president.
“We have been waiting for you. The mat-
ter is so mysteriousflhap We know not
where to begin."‘~ =~ “

“How was entrance gained?” demand-
ed Got-man. I ,1 ' ,

.“ That has not yet been ascertained, sir.”
answered the cashier; ‘
" ‘>Then it is hih time , , ~
Sprinter. you must be our detective.
td work":  .

that it, was. Mr.
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"camp" of the far West—a town. in fact, ' I do not lay claim to much ability in that

had ,

.. must have opened the door.
your keys. each of you?”

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line. i had rather that you Would carry
on the in—-”

" You are
start.“

" Well. I will do so. Mr. Triiiman, how
did you iind the front door?" , 3

"Locked." 4

"And you came in without trouble—-
that is, did the lock yield to your key as
usual ‘3" - . ,

“ it did, sir."

“And what did you, discover first?"

" 1 saw, first. of all. the door of the safe
wide open. but'in the very next instant I

too modest, Sir. Make a

‘ discovered poor “'atkins."

“ And you gave the alarm at once?"

“ Immediately."

“ Good! Now. how many keys are. there
to this safe? How many persons are stip-
posed to know how to open it?"

“i have one key, and I know the com-
bination, of course.“ answered 'i‘rillman.
"Mr. (lot-man is the only other person
supposed to know how to open it, sir."

" Why do you say suppOSed?" ,

“i only repeat your word, sir; but, it
is self-evident that somebody else has
gained the knowledge somehow."

“ That is positive.“ agreed the president.
“alt is certain that neither Mr. Trillman
nor 1 did the business, and the work be
fore us is to iind out who did. But, go
on. M-i'. Spraker."

“Who was the last to leave the bank
last night?" -

“l was." answered 'l‘rillman.

“And everything was properly secured
then?" .

“ It-was. I have always made it a rule
to examine Well before going."

k " {and what about Watkins? Had he no

e)"ll

" A key to the door, certainly.” ‘

“ I will see if it is in his pocket now."

» The attorney stooped over the body of

the murdered man and felt in his pockets,
and the key was soon discovered.

. .‘ “Is this it?" he asked, holdingit up.

"‘ That is it."" assured German. ,
“ Then, as he was inside, some other key
You haVe

I“ Certainly.” and the president produced
in s. , '
The ' cashier thrust his hand into his

pocket and, brought forth his likewise,

and held them up to sight.

“ This. then. accounts for all the keys,”.
said the attorney-detectives “Now, has
anybody, to your knowledge, had oppor~
tunity toduplicate these, keys? Have you
ever see-ii any one monkeying around the
locks?" . , I '

Neither Could/say that: he ‘had. It was
a mystery indech . )

"Well, certain things are facts? said
the attorney. "The bank was opened by
some one having a key, and the safe Was
opened by some. one who knew how to
I must question further." ‘
“Do so; sir.” ' ' .
“Did you, either or you, allow your
01' your possession last
night?" .~ , «y ' . -

“I did not"; answered Gar-man. _. -

“ Nor I." the cashier, immediately after.

“ then .there certainly" must‘ be‘ a du-
plicate—an extra key-aornewhere. V By
the way, Watkins could not have opened
the safe. could he?” *  ' ‘ ,

“ He couidnot.” ‘ '  i;

i“ It might be ofl'ered that" he admitted
some one into the bank. and wasui‘orced
to open the,safe; but since he did not
know how—",  ’

- “ Icannot hear1Watkins spoken of that
way, Spraker.“ interrupted the president.

“He‘ was an honest. faithful employee,-

and he has given his life in the defense
of our property, as you see.” *

 

   

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have been forced, perhaps, and then cruc-
ly murdered."

" Well, we have no proof. ’I‘hat'is what
we want." a

“ Let. us look around for a clew."

The little attorney thereupon went for-
ward to the safe, examining it with care
aind looking all around with close scru-
t ny.

Suddenly he. uttered an ejaculation
stooped, and picked something up. »

“What have we here?" he demanded.
“Part of a sleeve button, as I live! Is it
recognized? Does any one know to whom
it belonged? I cannot say that I ever saw.
it before." i

“ Why, Trillman, it is yours, is it not?"
asked the president, and he looked at the
'ashier as he put the qtiestion, only to
find that the cashier had becotne suddenly
pale. He had just examined his ends
and had made the discovery that the part
just found certainly belonged to him. That
discovery would amply account for his
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CHAPTER II.
TERRIBLY ACCUSED.

All eyes were immediately turned upon
the. cashier. i ,

This he knots, and it only added to his
confusion, if such it could be called.

" Y-«yes, it certainly belongs to me,” he
said, stammeringly. “I was not aware
that I had lost it.”

“ Maybe you lost it yesterday,” the
president offered in explanation. “I do not.
attach any i portance to this discovery,
Mr. Spraker, since Mr. Trillman is here
every day of his life.”

“ Why. certainly, sir; while it is to be
suppose that he lost it here, it does not
prove that he lost it here last night—that
he robbed the safe!"

1:: fixed his eyes upon 'l‘rlliman as he
s , e. , .
omehow, the cashier could not recover
from the confusion into which he had
been thrown. ' .

EverybOdy present watched him, and he
certainly acted enough‘like a guilty man
to make it: noticed. Perhaps .he was
guilty; that remains-to be seen. ’ _

“1—1 certainly waslnot in here after I
locked the doors last night,” he. managed
to protest. “The button is mine, and 0‘
course I must have lost it yesterday or
this morning.”

"Quite likely,” assented the'attornoy-t

detective. “You carry a pistol?"

“.What caliber?"

“Thirty-eight." ‘ ,

“WillyOu let me look-at it?”

“Do you mean to point suspicion at
me. sir?" V i - ' I

“The contrary. sir. Your agitation has
drawn notice to you, and I would aid you
in forestalling the chance of suspibion rest-

ing upon you." ., ,

“ I was naturallyfisurprised standing my
cuff-buttonlbroken and the missing part

.where yoti ‘found it, and I am of a nerv-

ous nature and easily moved. Here is my
weapon. Examine. it.” \

Herd-réw a heavy revolver from his hip
pocket as he spoke, and extended it to:
the attorney. ' ‘

Spraker took it, and" the moment he
looked at it his .face‘became serious! 5
‘ He looked the. cashier in the face .again.: ‘

“I notice that one chamber is empty,”
he said. “It looks as if it had been re-
cently fired.“ 1 ' l '. ‘
“One chamber empty?” ‘9ch Trill-
man. ‘ ‘ ‘ ’

“Yes; gee for yourself.” ‘ ‘

The cashier was now pale to the lips. V , ‘

“I was not aware of it," he declam 
“The' shot was not tired by m9, 1 Wm"
swear. to that!” ' ' ,  .

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could shoot it for you, I should say, re-
marked the attorney. "Mind, 1 am not
saying when and how you tired it; but
here is the empty shell."

‘ "'l‘rillnmn, what does it, mean?" asked
German.

“Just what I would like to know. sir,"
was the response. "I will SWear that my
weapon was loaded full the last time I
looked at it, and I have not had occasion
to use it for months. The last time '1 tired
it was at least three months ago. when
shooting at a target.“

“ This is most distressing.“ said the lit-
tle attorney, soberly. "Seems to me I
have only helped you out of the. mud into
the mire, Mr. Trillman. I had no idea but
your weapon was in order, and I meant. to
show by that that you certainly were not
the. man who killed Watkins, but now—"

“Contound you, sir! Do you mean to
hold me for this crime?" '

“ Not by any means, Mr. Trillman, for it
will no doubt be easy for you to prove
that you were not. near the bank after
closing time yesterday." .

“Mr. Gortnan, you do not believe that
I did this thing?“ '

“Certainly, not. Trillman; it is only a
mishap that things have taken this turn.
Mr. Spraker, give your attention' to the
case direct, and let this side issue drop."

“ Excuse me, Mr. German; but, as dis-
trict attorney, I must make note of these
things as facts in the case. Mr. Trillman
has declared that he did not tire this shot
from his pistol, and yet, here is the empty
chamber. Suppose, now, that the bullet,
when we get it, happens to be a thirty-
eight—"

He paused. with effect.

"I don't like the looks of this thing,”
said 'the president. "You might as well
accuse 'I‘rillman, and be done with it,
.Spraker. And you might as well charge
me with the crimes ashim."

“I am charging nobody, sir." was the
Quick} retort. “Circumstances have ap“
peared of their own accord to fix atten-
tion upon Mr. Trillman for the moment]?

“ With your help," the cashier muttered.

“You do wrong to anger me against
you, sir," the attorney reminded. “I am
desirous of helping you all I can, if you
will let me." I

“Yes, I see you ar~. Instead of wast-
ing your time with me, get down to work
and find the robber and murderer, and
you will do something. Or, it you are going
to arrest me, proceed.” '

The. cashier’s nervousness had given
place to indignation.

“ It is the thing I wanted to avoid do-
ing," said Spraker, 't'and yet the circum-
stances warrant it. . A part of your cum
button found here on 2the floor. and your
pistol minus one buuet. Indeed. Mr. Trill-
man, in the discharge of my oflice, I must

Everybody was shocked, {or no one would

new cool. V
- “‘hry well." he said. “All I ask is,
that you‘ will push the case and get at
Nobody will believe the guilty,

3W9 the rascaltime to escape.” t
“N.” Smile all be left untamed, Mr.

‘Trilmnfl ?

“ , W“ e locking the up "

“ Why; noggfltii I am forced to do

80. for 1100116 Would be more pleased than
1 to 899 you 20 free. The coroner must
decide it n moments of the case. and
then We see what has to he done. I
hope that 80!!) else 'wiil turn up

* meantime to clear-you."

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Not. another clew was to be found. and 7 “ And that is not a bad one. I see I

'no further explanation was to be had at '

that time.

Meanwhile. word had been passed to:
the crowd without that. 'I‘rillman was sus-
pected of having done the deed, and, not
knowing how slight the proot‘ was. a good
litany of the crowd adjudged him guilty
forthwith.

The next thing in order was the coro-
ner’s inquest. .

This place called I.)ollarville was one
where law and order prevailed, for it had
long outgrown its "camp" period of pro
gross.

Hence, the machinery of the law was
ready to be set in motion in a case like
the present. I'Iere “Judge Lynch" had
had his day. And yet. there was enough
of the Wild West remaining, withal.

The bullet was recovered, and was put
in evidence at the inquest.‘

It was found that it was of thirty-eight
caliber size; and more. that it was of the
same kind as those in ’l‘rillman's revolver.

There could be but one result. James
'i‘rillman was held for the murder of the
night watchman, and was charged with
having robbed the bank. But the ma-
jority of the peoole believed him inno-
cent.

It was argued that had he done the
deed he would have taken care to clean
and reload his weapon just as soon as
possible afterward. 0n the other hand,
it' guilty of the crime. he might trust to
his high standing to shield him from sus-
picion, and the revolver would not be
called into question.

But. there had come the misfot'tnne of
the broken cuff button.

There. was no other clew; suspicion
pointed nowhere else; and so 'it was that
the cashier was held for trial.

He wasqlodged in jail, and all Dollar-
ville was wild with excitement. This
caused almost, or quite. as great a sensa-
tion as thefirst discovery of the murder
-and robbery. - ,

The citizens were divided; the major-

held1 the cashier to be innocent. despite
appearances. The other element were 
.clined to think him guilty. and the low .st
class did not hesitate in declaring for an
old-fashioned lynching. .

There was at least one who believed
implicitly in his innocencm and that one

'as Betty German, the president‘s daugh-
ter.

She and ’I‘rillman were lovers—in fact,
were engaged. and. as can be imagined,
this was a hard blow for her. It stag-
gered her, at first, but she was quick to
rally, and made the vow that her lover‘s
innocence should be proven.

Secretly, and at once, she sent for Dead-
wOod Dick, Jr. ‘

. CHAPTER III.

I ARRIVAL OF A STRANGER.
«’The afternoon stage from the West
rolled into Dollarville in its usual style,
one day, a little later on.

Among the passengers to alight at the
Eagle Hotel was one who would claim a
scoond glance anyWhere, a man or me-
dium . height. but of almost faultless

figure. . ,

' He was dark, with bl hair and mus-
tache, and a pair of pi ci'ng, magnetic
black. eyes. .Clad in a business suit do!
‘good'materialand exdellentt fit, he made a
good appearance andwas noticed.

There were other passengers, of course,

   
 

  

but orthemwwe will not speak. ‘ ‘
“Room for one?" he netted}?! the
“Always room, for one here,” 'wasthe

    
  

 

This‘inan entered'the hotel at once. .
lord. immediately on entering.
cheery response. " ‘f First: come first

' land:
served, my motto.” .

am the first of this crowd, so give me the
best room you have got and nominate
your figure."

The stranger was blunt and right to
the point.

" All right. sir, will do that.
your name here, please."

He shoved out the register, as he spoke.
and handed a pen to the applicant at the
same time.

The young
quickly wrote:

RICHARD M. BRISTOL.

“There you have it," he said, putting
down the pen. “ I'll go right up and get;
rid of some of this travel stain. I guess."

“All right, sir, I will do that. Slap down
all on the let, when you turn at the top.”

“I’ll find .”

And with that the young man left the
room with as much confidence as if he
had been there many a time before and:
knew every part of the house.

We call him a young man; his age was
probably about thirty.

"That‘s what I call a party good-look—
in' blood," remarked the landlord, when.
his guest had gone from the bar-room.

" Ye are right whin ye say thot," agreed
a jolly-looking Irishman, in rough min-
er‘s attire, who stood near. “ He is a b‘y
afther the own heart. every toitne!”

" And you don‘t often make a mistake
in a face. Pat Conlon."

“ Bedad! Ye are right whin ye say
thot. too. Bob Gale. 0i w‘u'd trust dhat
feller wid me month‘s wages to dhe nixt
town and back ag’in."

“ What name does he give?" asked Joe
Spraker. the district attorney, who was
one of the group in the bar-room at the
time. And he stepped forward to look
and thUS learn. '

“ Bristol, hey? If I am not mistaken,
I have heard that name before.“

“ It's a name he naydn't be ashamed av,
anyhow‘.” averred the Celt.

“ That's so, Pat.”

That was all that was said at'the time.
Some others registered, and when the
mail had been sorted at the post office
the little excitement attending upon the
arrival of the stage was at an-end.

About an hour later the newcomer came
down, from his ream. looking as fresh as
a daisy after a shower.
iVery few were in the bar-room at that
t me. ‘ '
' He spoke th‘ the landlord.

“ There is a family living here by name
of German, I believe," he said.

“ Yes, Rube German is president of the
Dollarvilie Bank, sir," was theiresponse
he get.

“’What kind of a man is he?"

“ A solid man to tie to, every time.”

“ Much family?" '

“ Wife and two children." ,

“Must be the man lvwant to see. then‘.
I am here to look into the value of a mine
called the Hornet,- and I heard that Gor-
man was posted." ‘ v

" The Hornet?”

“ Yes." , ,

-“ I didn’t know it was for sale."

“And I am afraid it isn’t, either; that
is what I want to see about.”

“ Oh! Then you want to buy?”

“No, I am only an agent. Where does
thi man Got-mun live?" ,

“ ’hitecottage just on the slope the
other side of the mine; anybody outside:
kin point it out to ye." ' _‘

“I can find it. But, plentrot'flme;
take something at my expense, and I’ll
chat'with you whileyou are. not busy."
.“Well, I don't' mind” tha't:-= what’s
yburs?”. ' . » \ r , .

“ on. a cigar will do me." ' 

Slap down

man took the pen andl

   

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the bar from his own side and they be-
came confidential.

“Can you give me any pointers re-
garding that mine ‘3" the newcomer asked.
"I will consider in Confidence anything
that you may have to say.”

“ Well, I will say fer one thing that I
don’t believe you kin buy et fer love or
money.” ’

" That remains to be seen. By the way,
what shall I call you?”

“ My name‘s Bob Gale."

“ Well, Gale, if you can let me inside
with information about that mine, I will
see that you don’t lose anything by it if
our people succeed in scooping it in. I
want to know how to open the matter,

_ you see."

“And so, for a few minutes, the stranger
kept attention centered on that one sub-
ject, till it was uppermost in the land—.
lord's mind. "

He had an object.

The reader has recognized, of course,
that it was Deadwood Dick, Jr.; in fact,
he had registered his true name.

His real name, however. was so little
known, as compared with his soubriquet
of DeadWood Dick, that he could do that
without much fear of discovery, unless
some one happened to know hi by sight.

“ Has Gorman a personal i terest in
It ?" he asked, presently.

“Well, as to that, I can't say."

“ You spoke about his children—3’

H Yes.!!

“ How old ?_"

“Well, the gal is about nineteen, and
the boy seventeen, should say.”

"()h! Then they are not really chil-
dren, after all. Their mother is llying, I
think you said." i 5

“Didn’t mean to say that, if I did.
Think I said German had a wife—she is
his second wife."

"Yes, 1 see; I guess you are right
about that.” .

" Betty is a fine gal, Mr. Bristol."

“Plenty of lovers, then, no doubt, if
that is the case."

“ Yes, likely; in fact, every young buck
in town is stuck on her, bad; but, she
is ’gaged.” '

“ Then she has made her selection, eh ?"

“Yes. But, poor gal, her love aflairs
ain't runnin’ smooth by any means.”

“ How is that?”

“Her lover is in the lock‘up.”

“The mischief! This gets interesting,
Mr. Gale.” '

“ Haven‘t heard 7"

H No.” '

“ Why. it’s known all over—vleastways
I thought it was. Would you like to
hear about it?”

" Certainly.”

Thercupon was repeated the story of
the murder, and the convicting of James
Trillmain.

. “ It certainly looks dark for him,” the
stranger commented.

“‘ But, he didn’t do it, no more‘n you
did he didn’t do it, stranger; he is as in-
nocent as I am myself.” '

“And what are they doing to prove
him so,,then '3" .

‘t What kin they do? Everything is
against him. And that gal is just wor-
ryin’ her life out." ,

“What has she done?"

“ Nothin’ but cry, I. opine. Too blamed
bad, too.” , l

“ Of course it is too bad, if he is inno-
fient; but, as I said, it looks bad for

m. ’

proprietor of the Eagle was made busy,
and so Dick went out and, sauntered leis.
urely up the gulch to taken look around.

He thought it would be as well'to de-
fer his/visit to Miss German till after

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dark, for it was just possible that some
one would see him. and might watch him
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CHAPTER IV.
MORE MYSTERY HERE.

Dick kept his business to himself.

That is to say, his real business; he
talked more or less about the Hornet Mine.

After supper at the Eagle, he strolled
up the gulch again, and this time ap
proached the Gorman cottage and
knocked. '

A servant opened the door.

“ Is Miss Gorman at home?" Dick asked.

“ She is not," was the answer.

“Will she be in soon '3"

” We expect her eVery minute, sir. The
fact is, no one knows where she is."

“ Ha! How long has she been absent?"

“ Since some time after the arrival of
the mail this afternoon. Mr. German has
gone out now to have a search begun.”

" is he alarmed?"

“ Well, it is something he cannot under-
stand, nor any of us. She never stayed
away from supper before, sir."

” But you do not think anything has
happened 2’"

'9 My own opinion, sir, is that she is at
the Jail—"

“ The jail?"

“ Perhaps you have not heard—”

“That her lover: is there—yes, I have
heard that.”

" If she is not found there, then I shall
feel alarmed, too.”

“Her father has gone there?”

“ Yes."

“Andqus. German?” '

“She has gone out, too, and so has
Charlie—that is,‘Mr. German's son."

“You think some of them will come
soon?” 

“ Yes; they, will come back to see if Miss
getty has returned yet, I can well imag-

e.” .

The girl was bright and intelligent.

"Well, I will wait. May I come in?"

“Certainly, sir; walk in.” -

The girl stepped back for him to enter,
and he was shown into a neat room on the
right of the hall. ’

There the servant left him, and he had
time to look around and think a little
before he was disturbed. He had little
apprehension that there was anything
serious in the absence.

On the walls and the mantel were some
pictures. ' .

Dick rightly guessed who some of them
were. He said to himself: “This is Mr.
Gorman, this is his son, and this the
daughter.”

When he had waited something like
twenty minutes, and no one came, he
began to think he had better return to the
hotel and take chances of meeting Mr.
Gorman, but just then the door opened.

The bank president entered the room,
and Dick recogniZed him by the picture
he had guessed to be his.

He rose‘at once.

“ Mr. Gonnan ‘2” he asked.

“ Yes. \Vho are you?"

Dick gave his professional ‘card.

"The deuce! You are lust the man we
want here." i

“ Have you found your daughter?".

“‘ No; and ye must engage in the
search with us once.” '
“I suppose you were expecting me?”
"‘Why, no: why should I expect you?"

“Well, let's hold, on a little; maybe I
am pushing ahead too fast."

6‘ What do you mean, sir?"

“Are you really alarmed concerning
your daughter, sir?” ' _

“Alarmed! Well, I should say so! She
has never ghcen out like‘this Without our
knowing where she was."

 

“ You have been to the jail?”
“Yes; and she has not been there.”
“And—"

“ And I have called at every other likely
place I could think of, but no one has
seen her.”

“It does look serious, truly. Was she
in the habit of taking walks out of the
town?" '

“ She has not been out since Trillman
was arrested. You have heard about all
that?”

“Yes. Had she an enemy? Or have
you such?"

“Not that I know of."

“ You were not aware, then, that she
had written to me?"

“ No, sir; I was not aware of that."

“ Well, it is true. I came here to see
her, at her urgent request.”

“ 'l‘he deuce you did!" .

“What reason had she in keeping you
in ignorance of tliaLfact, Mr. Got-man?"

“ None whatever. I am both astonished
and puzzled.”

“ How came she to know of me?"

“I know not."

“Well. it does begin to smack of mys-
tery, sure enough. I expected to see her,
of course, but under these circumstances
I think it proper to reveal the situation
to you."

".It is quite right. But, what can we
do toward finding her?"

" What have you done?”

“I have alarmed the town, and every-
body is out searching.”

“Then there is nothing more that can
be done, I' should say, unless you can
think of something that-will give us a
clew."

" 1 cannot."

“ Had the bank cashier a rival?"

“ No, sir.”

“ But your daughter had many admir—
ers?"

"Oh, yes; but that was nothing; they
were out of, the race, and knew it.“ -

“ You do. not know of any one who took
it greatly to heart?"

“No. And, in any event, Trillman is
now safely 1' moved for the present, and
with a fair prospect that he may suffer
for the crime."

“You think him innocent?” -

“Why. I know he-is innocent! As in’
nocent as you are."

“You know it?"

“ Well, I would stake my life on it."

“ That is pretty good faith in him, then.
But, is it not possible that your daughter
had an appointment with some one?”

“She would not do that without her‘

mother’s knowledge,”
“ I have heard that her mother is dead.”
“ Well, I mean her step-mother, of
CourSe. She is quite fond of her.”
“ When was she last seen?"
“She was seen to go out the back way,

about an hour after the arrival ’of the y

stage as near as I can fix it.”

“ Who saw her?” 4

“The servants. They thought nothing
of it; she had nothing on her head and
no wrap."

“ Would
Weather."

“ True; but it indicated that she did not
think of going far, I take it."

“ You can’t tell anything about it, sir.
When you try to reason but a Woman‘s
acts, you deal with an unknown quan-
tity.” - - i/

“ Well, well, we are gaining nothing this
way. We must do something."

“ And. as I said, you have done about all
that can be done. If she is not found
within an hour, then I would say offer a
reward. and so stimulate the search.”

hardly need them such

“ And must evcrything lag on our part ?"‘ -

“ Not if you can put anything lathe.
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“And I fear that I cannot do that.”

" Have you been to her room?”

" My wife has."

“And found nothing to explain the
girl’s absence?"

“1 do not suppose she thought to look
for anything. She merely went .to see if
Betty was there. Come, we Will go up
there; maybe you can find something."

Mr. Gorman led the way, Dick follow.
ing. __

CHAPTER V.
I‘ICKING OUT A CLEW.

Just as they started up the stairs the
front door opened.

A woman and a youth entered the hall.
and Dick recognizml them as he had recs
ognized  Got-man.

“ Has she returned, Reuben?” the wom-
an hastened to ask.

" No, she has not."

“ And who is this?"

“Mr. Bristol, let me introduce you to
my wife. Mrs. (iorman. this is Mr. Bris-
tol, a professional dctectiVe, whom I am
about to send out to find my child." _

“ God grant that you may find her, Sir!”
spoke the Woman, fervently. "
“I am taking him up to Betty’s room,
added the bank president. “You had bet-

ter come with us."

“ What is the object?"

“Being a professional, he may learn
something that would escape our notice. ’
“True, true. Let us make all haste.“

She ran after them up the stairs, and
the youth caune with her. V

The woman was younger than German
by some years, and had keen eyes and
reddish hair.

She was hall and slender, and Dick
thonght there was a rescmblanee between
her and some person he had seen not a
great while before, but he could not think
who it was.

They were soon in the room.

It was a neat and pretty apartment.
It showed everywhere the refined taste
and habits of its occupant.

Dick took a rapid survey.

“Your daughter does some writing

1““
e

, he asked.

There was a desk by a window, and a
paper basket under it.

“ Yes, she likes to dabble in verse,” an-
swered the father. “She has had some
verses printed."

“With your permission, I ‘will glance
at things about her desk here. Ismay and
a scrap of writing.”

“Everything is open to you, 'sir," said
the woman, quickly. “Do whatever you
can that promises to explain the mystery."

Dick’went forward to the desk. .

On top was a blotter pad, with many
marks of blotted writing upon it.

I This he, took up, and, stepping to a look-
ing glass, he held'lt so that he could see
plainly its reflection.

He saw quite a little about brooks, and
birds, flowers. hills, rills, etc., and .even
caught his own name, Bristol; but noth-
ing of importance was discovered. The
blotter‘was too much used.

Laying that down, he pulled out the
waste-paper basket. - I l ‘

Picking up what lay on tep, he opened

’ the crumpled bits one by one. but he

found nothing to claim his notice.

While thus engaged, a little scrap about
an inch square dropped to the floor. and
he picked it up to put it again in the
basket with the rest, when half of a word
on it claimed his attention.

' The word was this:.

“Bris—-” ' 

‘Mentally, he immediately finished it—-
Bristol. V

The paper , had a slight yellowish tint.
and was easy to distinguish from the rest
in the basket; ‘

Carrying the basket nearer to the light
——the house was lighted by electricity. the
pOWer furnished at the mines~he began
searching for more of the scraps. And
he found many.

The others looked at him in profound
silence.

It was evidently a revelation to them;
they had never seen a detective at work
before.

For the youth, it seemed particularly
fascinating. I-ie gazed with eyes at their
widest. He had read many a detective
tale, but this had.not occurred to him in
the emergency.

lt‘inaily Dick had secured all the pieces,
or all he could find without dumping the
basket. A .

Returning to the desk, he turned on the
light of a bulb just over the desk and
sprlad out his scraps. Then he began
matching them, piece by piece—a slow
and tedious task.

Gradually the matter began to make
sense. and evon before he had done he
understood that his name had been forged.

When finally patched, the torn-up mis-
sive read thus:

“Miss Gorman—I have arrived, but
think I had better not come direct to the
house. Meet me at once at the top of the
gulch near the old mine holes, and 1 will
hear the case there. Then I can enter the
town a stranger. and will have no need to
call on you, and tints draw notice, per-
haps. Do not disappoint me; lam there
in waiting now. Respectfully,

“R. M. BRISTOL."

“ Do you want to read it?” asked Dick,
as he stepped away from the desk.

“Yes, yes," was the eager response on
the part of Mrs. German, and she was
quick to take advantage of his ofler.

Mr. Gorman looked over her shoulder
and the son looked on from one side, and.
so all three read it at once, and as soon
as they had done, all looked at Dick.
They were amazed. ‘

“ You see?” asked Dick.

“The note was not from you, then?"
asked the man.

“ Certainly not, Mr. German. Some one
has forged my name, you see."
“And with what object?"

“ That remains to be seen." .

“ Who can have done it?" questioned
the woman.

“ If I knew, madam, there would be an

interview between me and him in the very
near future,"~ answered Dick, grimly.
. “But the mine-holes!" exclaimed the
bank president. “The most dangerous
part of this whole gulch! Perhaps my
child has been killed and thrown into
them! Good Heavens! I shall go mad!"

“Do not borrow trouble, sir. Can you
think what object any one could have in
killing her?"

“No. no; but—” I '

“Then expect to find her alive. I have
pow a‘~ clew, and I intend to make use of
t. '

“ And what shall we do?" asked Mrs.
Gonnan. “Reuben, you must send men
there immediately to search—"

"Do nothing of the kind," answered
Dick. “I must go there myself, and
alone.”

' “But you are not acquainted with the
ground, sir." I

“ Would you like to accompany me‘?"

‘_‘ Yes, yes. We will go together.”

“But, Mr. Bristol—~” ' ‘

“ What is it, madam?"

“ Who can have used your name? And
why would our child go out to meet you,
a stranger?" ' « ,.

, She had not heard the particulars.

Dick briefly stated the points, to give

her an understanding.

 

“ Strange, strange}! she mused. “And

 

who, besides, knew of your coming, and
made such terrible use of the informa»
tion?”

“I cannot guess, madam."

“And why was it done?"

” Impossible to say. yet.
piled on mystery, it seems."

“ Yes, yes; that is only too true. But,
no matter what else is left undone, re-
store our Betty to our arms aliVe and
well!"

“That I will certainly try to do."

“ You have now a double motive, sir."

“ How is that '3"

“ Why, to aid us, and to learn who has
thus used your name."

“You are right. I must have a foe

Mystery is

= here, or a friend who is altogether too

friendly.”

Dick wet a sheet of paper and laid it
carefully down upon the scraps as he had
arranged thenn, That done, he took an—
other sheet and put.muci'lage on it.

Turning over the ’tirst sheet. the scraps
were turned with it, and the back of the
message was presented. Then he applied
the sticky sheet of paper, and. pressing it:
down evenly, he had the note in order so
that it could be preserved and read at;
any time.

Removing the first sheet then, he folded
the other and put it in his pocket, and an~
nounced that he was ready.

They passed down the stairs, and Mr.
(lorman led the way from the house by
the rear exit, which was the nearest to
their desired destination. They had a
lantern with them, but not yet lighted.

 

CHAPTER VI.
DOUBLE DEALING.

As soon as these had gone, Mrs. Gor-
man said to her step-son:

“ Come; you and I cannot be idle, Char~
liie.I There are still some other houses to
v s t.”

" But, whatis the use?” the youth ob-
Jected. “If she went to the mine-holes,
We might as well wait, now, till father
comes back, hadn't We?"

“No, no; I cannot remain idle, and
you must not. You run to Smith‘s and
Osmond’s, and I will go to Howard’s and
the rest of the houses in that direction.
That will finish it.”

“ Well, it you say 30—”

“ I do; I urge it! Hasteni”,

They went forth from the house to-
gether, by the front way, but separated
immediately and went in different direc-
tions. ‘~ ‘

The woman did not go'to the place she
had indicated at all. -

Instead, she Went around by the rear
of the town to the "orth, and came up
from the opposite direction, now with a.
shawl over her head so that her face
could not be seen, qnly her eyes.

She. peered in at the post office, and
then at the mayor’s office, which was the
official headquarters of Dollarviile.

She saw there the man for whom she
was looking. *

By'a signal she drew‘ his attention. ‘

It was Joseph Spraker. .

She moved slowly away, and presently
he came out and 0Vertook her. '

“ You?" he asked.

“ Yes; I must speak to you."

“ What is it?”

“He has discovered.” I'
“ W'ho—Iwhat ?"
“That detective. He is sharper than

88mm” 1.‘
“ Yen don‘t mean to 'tell me that he has
found—”

" N0. no; but he has now got a clew."
“ And what is it?"

“ The decoy note.”

“ The deuce!”

“You know.l was to look out for it, it!

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left in her room, and it was; she put it
in one of the drawers of her desk."

“And you know that, and yet did not
destroy it?"

“On the contrary, I did destroy it."

“ And still you tell me that he has
found it. You talk in riddles.”

“I tore it up into bits not bigger than
your thumb nail, some of them, and throw
them into the waste basket.”

“.Iénd he has pieced them together?”

(‘ es.”

“ You might have known it.”

“Might have known it? Why should

9,

“I told you who he was—the keenest
detective in the world, almost.”

“But. who would (haVe thought of his
looking there, when there was nothing to
draw his attention?" ,

“Deadwood Dick would have thought
of it—and he did, it Seems. You should
have sent it up in smoke; no other plan
is safe when a paper is to be disposed
of.” "

“ Well,‘ I will know better another
time.
“ Yes. but the mischief has been done

this time. Where is he now?”

“ He and Reuben have gone to the mine-
holes.” .

“ Confound it! They may discover the
trail!"

“It is night.”

“ Night and day are one to Deadwood
Dick. How long have they been gone?”

“ Not ten minutes.”

“ Then perhaps they can be thrown off
the track, even yet. If they have not al-
ready struck -the trail, I will take care
that there is none left for them to see
when it comes daylight.”

“ What can you do?”

' “ The tramping of another horse around

there will confuse things so that they

could neVer get it straightened out.”

“Well, I will leave you and hasten
home again.” \

“ Yes, do; and play well your role.”

“ Trust me for that."

They ’ parted, the woman hastening
in the direction of the banker’s cottage,
while the rascaily district attorney bent
his steps in the direction of one of the
low saloons of the place.

When the woman reached home she
found her step-son there ahead of her.

“ Did you find her,or hear anything of
her?” she asked.

“No; did you?”

“No; and I shall go mad if she is not
found. Heaven only knows what fate

, has been hers, poor child!”

- “ And have we’dcne all thattwe can do i”

‘f Yes, yes; we mustnow depend en-
tirely upon your father and this wonder-
ful detective'whom he mks engaged." I

f‘ I hope they .will find er. I am going
to“ the mine-holes to help them—~” ‘
n“){o. no: I cannot allow that, Char-

F’, ., , 4‘

“ But, why not?  Fat-her will not care,
and maybe I cube of some use.” ’
, “No, no; you must not go. It is :1 dan-
gerous place, and what if an accident»
' were to happen to you?" .
“ But no accident ,will'happenaJ

“You must not go. Charlie: it“ is my.

wish. You know what your. father has
said about your respecting my wishes."
“ Well, if you insist. of course-R“ . ,
“1 0, Charlie, I do! I beg of you not
to lea 9 me 'alone,- for we must comfort
each other in this._hour of. troublei.”
The Woman had. the affection of the
brother and sister. 4 ' , .v . '
In fact.-no‘-one Would have dreamed of
such double dealing. on her part;

1 one
Would havexbelieVed' her equal to  .
In the mean time. Deadwdod Dick and‘

.the bank president had made” their ,way

A

 

“This will be an opportunity for us to
talk," said Dick, as they proceeded in that
direction. "You say there was no sus-
picion against any one but Mr. Trill-
man?“

“No.”

“ And assume that the crime cannot be
proven against him?"

“I hope that it cannot; but Spraker
tells me he cannot avoid his unpleasant
duty. Spraker, you know, is the prose-
cutor." .

“Then he seems to think it will be
proven‘.”

“That is the way it looks. He has
urged me to put forth every effort for the
defense."

“Then he has a friendly interest in the,
prisoner?" - '

“Well, as to that I cannot say. but he
is a friend of my family, and has an in-
terest in my daughter.”

“ And how is that?"

“Well, her grief has been intense, and
no one could help having an interest
who knew her.”

“I see. I must see this man and have
a talk with him. If I find out all about
the prosecution. I may then be able to
work up the defense. even if I do not
succeed in finding the guilty person."

" But. would the prosecutor tell what
his case is?"

“ He will tell me, of course, if he has
the friendly interest you seem to think
he has."

“ That is so. You must see him as soon
as possible, after we have recovered my
child. I have no doubt but that he will
give you all the aid possible, secretly."

By this time they came to the mine-
holes and Mr. Gorman stopped to light
the lantern, cautioning Dick not to pro-
ceed till- he could see where he was going,
as it was a place full of dangers to any
one who did not thoroughly understand
the ground. _ ‘

CHAPTER VII. ’ r
COWARD‘LY ATTACK.
As soon as the lantern had been lighted

 

and adjusted, Dick could survey his sur-

roundings. , -

He recognized that it was a dangerous
spot indeed. It was where some shafts
had been sunk at one time or another, and
the timber coverings were beginning to
rot away. v _ ,' M

“ A bad place to straggle into in the
dark," he observed.

” Just as I told you.” , _

“The wonder is that the town allows
it to exist.” ' '

“It has belch ordered filled; there

is
only a delay in getting at it.” ’

“' Probably it will be done after some ,

one has lost his life here, that is gener-
ally the way.”

" Weii‘. now to begin our search. How
would it do to call my child's name?"

“ It will only draw attention to us. If

'she is here‘. alive; We shall hear from her,

undoubtedly.’

“ Heaven grant

“ Amen!” ‘ ..

With the lantern, Gorman' lighted the
way among the covered shafts. and Dick
kept close watch of. the grounds '

Suddenly the bank president uttered an
exclamation. ’ ' ‘ ‘ ,

He sprang forward a step and picked
up > something from the ground. which
Dick. coming behind,r._h d not seen.‘ '

a What. is it?” Dick as  .

“Leoki er-pistoiif" (I I . ‘- _. '

."Hai' That is Somethinsi, We can-read
the signs." I '* ' p  I

“What do you read?” ‘ j .‘ , ,t

“ Thatshe had occasion, to draw it. ibut'
'was overcome before she could use it.
She has been abducted; MnGorma‘n.“

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“ Or killed.” ‘i _

“ Not that, I think; no one had an‘ob—
ject in that. so far as I am able to see.”

“ And what object in the other?"

“ Possibly, to force a ransom from you.”

“I hope it is no worse than that. I
hope it is no worse.”

“ Let me take the lantern, please.’

Dick took the lead then and scanned
the ground with the air of the true trailer;
but the ground was almost like rock—in
fact. a good‘ portion of it was rock. and

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it was hard to pick out any signs that "

could be taken as meaning anything, es-
pecially by lantern light.

And, the farther they proceeded the
worse it became.

“ I am afraid it is of no use, by night,”
said Dick. “but the trail must be taken up
the first thing in the morning, and
pushed to the end.”

“ And you will do it?" '

“I will aid. 1 want the very best
plainsman that can be found in town.”

“That will be Pat Conlon."

“Who is he?" ' .

“Just what you have said. He is an
Irishman. who is at present, working
around the mines. when it pleases him to
work at all." - '

“I will scrape up, his acquaintance
when we go back.”

“But, let us look further before we
give up. Remember, my child is in peril,
and every minute is agony for me.”

p “I am willing to keep it up all night,
sir, but I am afraid so little would be
gained that all would be lost, for by
morning we rwould he played out, or

\ nearly so.” " -

“ Let us go to the end of the old mine
road. anyhow."

“All right; you know the ground and
I do not; if you think there is anything
to be found, lead on.”

German proceeded to do so, taking the
lantern again. ‘
. “ I shall try the other trail. as seen as
possible to get a starter on it," observed
Dick. . .

“ What trail is that?”

“The clew I hold."

“ And is not this the trail it indicated?"

“ I mean. I will try to find the writer of
the note and so follow lit/11p."

“Ah! I see!” ~

“Let me find the writer of it, and I
can promise you a clearing up of the mys-v
tery, I think.” . - ,

“ By the way, Bristol, did‘you connect
the two‘casts, the robbery and this.”

“ That is something I have been trying '1
- to decide, Mr. German. So far, I can find

no good reason for doing'so, and yet I
suspect that they
each other." , l
“ The some thought has come to me.”
“I-Iave you reason for thinking that.
way'" . I ’

“No, further than that both alarms;

at me.” i 
“And have you an enemy?" . , ' .
“I do not know it if I have.” ' ,
“ Well, it is what I declared it to be at;

first, Mr. German—a mystery.” I .
They were silent and thoughtful r‘to the

énd or their present destination, andlhel‘j p'

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discovered nothing more.

Where the hard ground and rock gave 
way to softer soil. nothing further'was. '
«found to “encourage then}. No true ,I'h‘ol‘, '

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sign of any kind; so they gave it

“It is ’no use, Mr. Gorman.” said lckrv'

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,“ Those. who have; been clever enough“ to

learn that I wascounng here have also .~ "

been clever enough to decoy your child,

in my name and cover, up their can, L
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even by daylight. Can ,we return withm‘ltf

going among the holes?” v . p k “L. "I,
“ Yes; We will follow the imitatiound.”

.“We, may‘as well put cutthe’ light!“
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This was done, and _ihey proceeded
slowly toward the town once more.

They Were engaged in mmversation,
in low it'lllt‘S, Dick doing his best to get.
hold of a beginning point, when. of a
sudden, they wore attacked from the rear.

A blow on the head dropped German to
the ground, and before Dick could make
a defense. three men were upon him.

“ Surrender!" hissed one. “ Surrender,
or you die!" r

“And die if I do, I suppose,‘
Dick, as he struggled fiercely.

“ No. we will give you one chance."

"Well. it is not a question of surren-
der,” said Dick, ceasing to struggle. “You
are too many for me."

“ You show good sense. If you utter a
cry we will knife you and throw you into
one of the mine-holes, to keep company
with others who have gone where they
can tell no tales.”

“ What are you going to propose?"

“Come with us and find out. Mind,
your life is not worth the life of a fly to
us, or certainly not any more.”

Deadwood Dick was shrewd enough to
see that there was but one chance for
him, and that was to accept whatever
terms might be oifered. His life was at
stake, and these men were desperate.

CHAPTER VIII.
STARTLED BY A QUESTION.
Dick Bristol was 'in a bad fix. ,
He had had: experience enough to recog-
nize the fact, too. ‘

 

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The men had spoken only the tin h ini

declaring that his life was no mo e to
them than the life of a fly.

'l‘hey led
of the attack, a man hanging on each

arm, so that he was rendered helpless, the ‘-
third man leading the way, and so they =

passed up the gulch.
[When out of sight of the lights of the
town, they turned into a narrow by-trail.
Along this they went for some distance;

then they stopped in a sort of basin, where '

it was too dark for Dick to see more than
the outlines of his captors. -

“New,” said the spokesman, in deep
tones, evidently to disguise his voice, as
Dick readily guessed, while the others
still held last to their prisoner; “now we
will state our terms.”

“You haVe got it all your own Way,"
said Dick. ,. .

“Just so; you have mighty little choice
in the matter» Still. as we have nothing

' against you, We mean,
chance."

“I accept it." x

“You are WiSO- The alternative isdeath
here and a grave in the mine-holes. You
have chosen wisely."

“ State the terms.”

“The condition is that you go away
from Doll'arville, drop thecase. at once--
and never return.” )

“ Well, I have got to do i .- I am not a

' 11001 altogether; I know a 8 thing“ when
I see it. That fellow Trillman is nothing:
to me, and I don’t feel called on to give
my life for him.” .

‘“ Then you swear that you will go
away ?n b ’ . V: ..

“ I swear it. Give me the chance, and
see how quick I will dust out." ‘

“All right." ' .

u

The manustepped forward. and: Dick,

felt the coldtube or a gun pressed against
his forehead. - =

“Let me {the you fair warning," the V
. = f We’let you ofl’ easy this time;

 I but.” We 03 , . you a air) it will go hard-
e willplkll you at once! Do,

than said.

'i' with you. 
iyou héar'f', r . x .
“ Yes: I hear. and heed."

‘.‘1t 18 well. You will, be bound and-

;ifgagged and left there for the rest of the

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him away from the scene

looked to be at first sight.

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night. To—morrow, about stage time, youi a chair at once, and the woman began im-

will be set free. by a man who will come
to you in disguise. This man will escort ;
you down to the trail, keeping you under 5
cover, and when the stage comes along'
you will stop it and get aboard."

“ Exactly."

“You will be watched from that 1110»
mean to break your Word and return here
you will be killed. This is no idle threat;
it will be carried out. Men. bind am gag
him, while I hold' this gun against this
head."

Dick's hands \vere brought together be-
hind his back. and were there sectn'ely
tied. Then his feet were served in the
same, manner, and he was laid on the
ground and a. gag was put, into his mouth.
rendering him helpless, and more than
ever at the mercy of his toes.

“ Now, a last word with you," spoke the
ringleader. “You have struck a snag that
you never looked for here. The job you
tackled was too heavy for even Dead-
wood Dick to handle. I guess You are
ready to acknowledge it now. Anyhow,
it is the fact."

Dick could not deny it, gagged.

“There is more of a mystery here at
Dollarville than you ever dreamed of, and
you have run up against men as smart as
yourself. We knew of your coming; we
have lain in wait for you; and now. as a
last friendly warning, your life depends
upon your obeying our orders to the letter.
Return here, and you die!"

With that, the three. walked away, and
Dick heard their steps die away in the
distance.

“ Well, Ric-hart,” he thought, “you are
in a double twist now. sure enough. You
certainly have got more titan you bar-
gained for. This case is deeper than it
But perhaps
there will be another inning, and you will
come to the bat again after a while. We’ll
see.‘ ' ,

Leaving him there, we return to the
scene of the attack.

Reuben Gorman lay where he had fal-
len, and as still as if he had been killed
by the blOW\ ' »

After a time he began to recover con-
sciousness, and when he. opened his eyes
it was some moments before he could
gather his thoughts sufficiently to realize
where he was.

His head felt sore, and, putting his
hand to it, he found a lump where he had
been struck. - i

“I wonder if 1 was left for dead?” he
asked himself. .“And what have they.
done with him? Heavens! Have they
thrown him into the mine-holes?”

The thoughtlent him strength, and he.
got upon his feet. '

As soon as able, he started in the direc-
tion of the village, and finally arrived at
the door of his own house and staggered
into the hall. ' ‘ f

His wife and son heard him.

V They were in the room on the right.
and came out immediately to learn who it
Was and what word was brought.

“Reuben!” the woman cried, springing
to her husband's aid. “What has hap-
pened to you? Where is the gentleman
who was with you?" .

“I-I don'tknow,”tvas the trembling
and excited answer. “We wereset upon,
and he is missing.” ‘ - *
3 “Good ’Hca’vens! Maybe he has been
klfled.” ~ ~ ,' ' -

“‘1 fear it.” ‘ ,
 ,“Now if you ‘had only let me' go,
mother, complained Charlie. ', ‘
v   might have shared the same‘tate.
"had I done so; I am, more than ever glad
that you‘did' not‘tgoffl , . i _ ' . 3 i

The wife and son helped t ‘ "bank W93“.

 

dent intoithel'ootn’, where he

breed upon, V

mediater to ascertain how badly he was
injured.

“ Never mind me." said Gorman.
for help at once."

" Yes. yes. (.‘harlie, go for men to come
and try to find that detective."

“ Whom shall I bring. father?"
youth asked.

“ Anybody——anybody3 Bring Spraker. if
you can iind him. and hunt for Pat Con-
lon. Tell them to come in haste, while the
trail is warm.”

Charlie hastened out. and the wife cared
tenderly for her husband‘s hurt, at the
same time inquiring solicitously about the
particulars of the attack. and whether the
assailants were known.

“Could you not see them—not one of
them?” she urged.

“I tell you I knew nothing about it till
1 came to.”

“Too bad, too bad. If you could have
seen only one of them. so as to recognize
him again, it would insure their punish-
ment.” .

“How do you know there was more
than one?"

"How—how do I know?" the woman
repeated, staggered for the instant by the
question.

“ Yes, how do you know? You seem to
insist that there were several of them. 1
don‘t see what has made you think that,
any more than that there was only one."

“ Why, Reuben. 1 would not think for a
moment that one man would attack both
of you. and the less so if he knew that
one was Deadwood Dick, who has such a
reputation. It was only natural that I
should say they in speaking of the per-
sons who attacked you." ,.

“Yes, yes; that’s true, that’s true!"

"Send

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, CHAPTER 1X.
. GOING 1T ALoxE.

In a brief time Charlie German returned,
a crowd with him, foremost among whom.
were Spraker and Pat Conlon.

. Several of them passed in,.and were
speedily put in possession of the leading
facts. . ‘ .

“The daring rascals!" cried Spraker.
“The pity is that they were not discov-
ered. So that man was Deadwood Dick,
was he? Too bad that he had to go under
that way."

“Bedad, Oi said he was a broth av a
by, dhe minute Oi-set me two eyes on.
him!" cried Conlon. “Oi knew it by dhe ‘
shape av dhe nose on his face, so (it did.
By Ilivvins! it we foind him aloive, it
is Pat Conlon will help him to run down
dhe dirthy bla‘guards!”

" And 1 am with you,” declared Spraker.

The others voiced the same declaration
eagerly. ' . ‘

That they had been honored by the pres-
ence of such a man as Deadwood Dick
and had not known it, was asensation.

“ But you must go and find him," urged
German. “Not a minute is to be lost. 1
am better now, and can go“ With you to the
place where the attack was made, and
from there you. must'pick out the trail.”

'fNo. no; you must not go, Reuben!"
protested'Mi-s. German. r

“There-is every reason why I must go,
if they have to carry me,” cried the
banker. _, , ‘

“Yes, yes." urged Spraker, “he must
go, and we will carry you, too, Mr. Ger-5
man, iryou feel too weak to walk. What‘
[do you say?" a a r .

“All I need is assistance," averted _
the banker.‘ “Two of you aid me‘a little, '

, so that no time will be lost. . Get lanterns,

torches. anything! That man-must be
round!" , ' p , . .. . .
“‘39 are might, he mustl,” cried Conlon.
“Oi am wid yen, crew-mime, an’ wiil‘be
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They were out and away as speedily as
possible, two men supporting German,
and two or three others carrying lights,
and in due time they reached the spot
where German had collie to his senses.

"This is the place," he announced. “It
was here 1 was struck down by that
coward hand!“

" And here is where the work must
begin!" cried Spraker. '

“ And, bedad, we‘ll begin it!“

Conlon was one who had a lantern, and
he began scouting around at once in
search of tracks.

But they Were almost impossible to
find, for. as if the place of attack had been
purposely chosen with a view to leaving
no trail. the ground was as hard as a floor.

And then the fussy attorney kept run-
ning in Pat's way, bound to be ahead of
him if he could.

One or two others were doing the same.

“ Begorra!” Pat suddenly cried, “if
yous goss0ons don‘t kape back, ye will be
:tt‘ther hearing av somethin’ drap, Oi'm
tellin‘ yez!"

"What do you
Spraker.

“Oi mane phwat Oi say, begob!”

" And you call me a gossoon 1'“

“Dhat same Oi did! l’hwat do you
know about a trail?"

“I am as eager as you, sir. and per-
haps know as much, if it comes to a ques-
tion of that!"

“ Well, it is Jest here: Ayther you drop
behind, or Oi give up dhe job. dhat is all
Pat Conlon has to say about it.”

 is no time for bickering.“ spoke
up German. “You know Pat is an old
trailer, Spraker, so let him have the lead
in this matter.”

“Well. I will; but I won't stand any
such names."

So the irate prosecutor fell back. and the
Irishman went ahead and bent to his task.

He kept muttering to himself. hoWevcr,
and what he had to say was by no means
complimentary to the district attorney.

The tracks were all confused; the few
that were defined, as Deadwood Dick him-
self had found it,“ were impossible tofol-
low by lantern-light. And there was an-
other ditflculty. ,

Charlie German‘s report in the town,
when he went for help. had been passed
from lip to lip, and by this time men Were
running to the mine-holes from every dis
rectiom, and it was impossible to keep
them from going over the ground where
the trail must be.

Finally, Conlon gave it up.

“Bedad!” he cried, “Oi give it up till
mornin', and by dhat toime dhe ould divil
himsel’ will not be able to foind it!"

Meantime the cry was—“To the mine-
holes!" .

It was the belief that the detective had
been murdered and his body cast into
one of these old shafts. .

All was excitement, and in less than

mean '3" demanded

" half an hour torches were burning every-

where. and a thorough search was in
progress—a search in the wrong place
and to the wreng end.

But the citizens could- not know that:
their intention was good and they worked
like beavers.

The name of the victim inspired them.

It were as J! an angel had visited them
unawares. this coming of Deadwood Dick
under a false name.

His fame was well known, and not a
man. woman or child. hardly. that would
have missed a hot d nner to have got a
look at him when a ire—for it was the
belicf‘thnt he was eertainlydcad.

German was taken back to the house,
Spraker going with him and swearing
as‘loud and strong as the dignity of his
office. Would admlt of. t _ .

Meantime Pat Conlon was lost sight of.

! He had disappeared, and, while no one
! thought to look for him, yet no one would
ihave found him, probably, had search
been made.

But had turned down his lantern, drawn
his coat around it, and proceeded alone
further up into the gulch. Perhaps he
had something in mind that he did not
care to eon'tide. '

“ 0i tho‘t he was a men av more sinsc,
on me soul Oi did." he went on, Com-
plaining to himself. " Oi don‘t know
phwat to make av him. Could it be
dhat he had an object in shpoiling dhe
trail fur the? Oi can't belave dhat av
him. as little as Oi love dhe jackass."

And so he went on muttering, but ur-
riving no nearer to a conclusion.

At last he came to ground which would
reveal tracks, if it had been crossed at
all, and there he Stopped.

He listened well, and. hearing no one,
removed his lantern from under his coat,
turned up the light, and, taking off
his hat, carried that it! the same hand to
prevent the' light from being seen from
the direction of the mine-holes.

"Begorra, Oi want to be alone, fur
wanst." he told himself.

He examined well the ground.

Something he saw seemed to satisfy
him, for he proceeded, step by step, along
the trail.

“ Four that wint and three that came
back. hey ?" he, presently muttered. “Oi
loike dhe looks av dhat molghty well, on
me soul Oi do. it tells me a tale in me
car. so it does. 0i smell a rat. begorra!"

He got down close and examined each
set of tracks with minute care, taking
plenty of time to do it.. -

“ ()i think 0i have thim well in moind,
now.” he said. finally. “ Oi will remem-
ber thim, and Oi‘ll have an eye out far
tracks dhe morry, if Oi live. Oi only
hope dhat Oi shall foind Deadwood
Dick aloive and kicking.”

He moved on, following the direction
from which the three men had come on
their return.

The tracks revealed that they were
three of the party who had gone the other
way only a little time before, and "be
guessed who the fourth had been, the one
who had not come back.

Finally the tracks left him.

The trail came out on a space of bare
rock, which continued for fifty yards
or more, and on the other side. where
the trail continued, the tracks Were not
to be seen. But Pat did not give up;
he had expected that he should have hard
work before he got done, and he was
ready for it.

CHAPTER X.
DICK'S NEW PARD. .

It was far into the night when Pat Con-
lon‘s work was done.

He made his way down into the basin
where Deadwood Dick had been left
bound and gagged. '

There in the bottom was Dick. helpless,
and almost chilled to the bone from ly-
ing on the/cold, hard rock for so long a
time, and at sight of him, Pat exclaimed:

." Begorra, Oi have found ye at last!”

Dick had heard m coming, had seen
the arm, and had een filled with hope
while he ited.

The Irishman put down his lantern and
made haste to relieve Dick of his bonds,
first of all taking the gag from his mouth
so‘ that he could use'his tongue.

But at first Dick could not make a
sound. .. _

“ Oi will fix ye. bedad!" his rescuer ex-
claimed, as soon as he had cut all the
cords that bound him. “ Here. let a drap
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He had jerked a. flask from his pocket,

and, removing its cap, applied it to Dick's
lips.

And, having done that, he set about
rubbing Dick’s limbs.

Under this process Dick soon began to
revive. and after a few minutw was
able to say something.

“ You have saved my life,” were his
tirst words.

“ Oi belave you are right, yer honor.”

“ And whom have I to thank for it?"

“ Pat Conlon, begob; short and swate.”

“ Well. Pat, I am your friend for life,
for this night's work."

“ Ye had orter be, begorra.”

“ How did you find me?"

“ By lookin’ fur ye."

Dick smiled, or came as near to it as
possible, considering how still? and cold
he was.

“ Well. look for that flask again,” he
said, “and let me take another pull at
it. 1 have got to warm up, somehow."

“ Here it is, sor."

Dick made use of it. and, handing it
back, bade the Irishman walk him up and
down a little till he got limbered sulfi-
ciently to go it alone. - '

This was done, and after about ten mlns
utes of the exercise Dick began to be
something like himself once more.

" That was as bud a tying up as I ever
got,” he declared. "I thought 1 would
die, and I certainly would had you not
come. They bound me so tight that the
cords almost cut my flesh. There was cer.
tainly no escape."

“ Do ye know who dhey wur, sor?”

“I do dot."

“But we will, begob.”

“As true as my name is Bristol."

“ And Oi am wid ye as long as Oi wear
boots.” asseverated Pat. ,

Dick held out his hand to him, and re-
ceived a warm and hearty pressure.

“Oi said to mesel' dhat you was a.
broth av a by whin 0i first sot eyes on
ye,” Pat declared. “and whin 0i heard ye
was Deadwood Dick, begorra, me heart
l'aped wid deloight!” ~

" Then you had heard of me?"

" Heard av ye? Begorra, dhat mon
w‘u‘d be a Wonder dhat hadn’t!”

” And are you inclined to aid me in
this work?"

" Haven’t Oi towld ye so?”

“But, there is a risk to run."

“ To dhe divii wid dhe risk!” '~

“You are just the kind of a‘ pard I
want, then. I know your worth, by the
fact of your finding me here as you did.”

“ Dhat was nothing, sor." ‘

“ It was everything to me. How did
you do it. anyhow?"

“ Well, a big part av' dhe way on me
hands and knees. Oi admit toye; but:
Oi was determined, ye see.”

“ Thank God you were!”

“ And phat now, sor?”, I

“ We will- et out of here, first of all,
for my capto have promised me another
visit soon."

“Dhe sooner dhe better, dhen. Come
along wid me." '

Pat led the way out of the basin on the
opposite side, and they went 011' into the
dark rocks and woods that ‘lay beyond.

Little was said until they came to a
place where Dick proposed sitting‘down
to arrange their plans of action, since it
was useless—worse than useless—to walk
around aimlessly. _

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mended to me," Dick then remarked. . " I
intended scraping acquaint‘ncei with you,
anyhow. Pat."

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it seems. sor." - _

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“ Oi will bet dhat it‘s dhe same skunks.”
“Not a doubt of it, in my mind.”

“ And we’ll make dhem sick, you bet!"
“I think we will, if they give us a
chancel”

“ Phwat is yure plan?”

“You have a cousin, Pat.”

“Who said Oi have?"

“I say you have.”

“ Well, ye are mistaken, dhat's all.”

“Maybe it is a brother, then '2”

“ Divil a wan!"

“Then it is a cousin.
better, anyhow."

“But, Oi say—”

“Let me do the saying, Pat. You have
heard that he is coming to see you, and
you will let it be known that you are ex-
pecting him. See?”

“ Oi guess Oi begin to see, sor.”

~“ I’ll make you see, if you don‘t. You
will watch the stage daily, but it is more
than likely that he will reach Dollarvile
toanorrow—which means to-day, seeing
that the night is so far spent."

" Yis, yis."

“You will introduce him, and make a
jolly time over him.“

“ hat same Oi will.”

“ Then you understand it?”

“ 0i do, begob." I

“That is enough for me to explain of
it, then. You and your cousin can have
ample opportunity to talk after he ar-
rives. Meantime, you will do 'all in your
power to strike the trail and find where
the banker’s daughter has been taken- to.”

“ Oi will dhat same."

“ And use your judgment. Have you
seer anything that has made you sus-
picious of any one ‘1”

" Oi have dhat same.”

” Who was it?"

“Dhat goSsoon av a Spraker.”

“ What have you noticed?” ,

Pat thereupon told of the incident in
connection with the beginning of the
search for him—Dick.

“You may be on the right track,” ad-
mitted Dick. “Have an eye out for him
on the sly, and as soon as your cousin
reaches town you will be able to make it
hot for any one concerned." - '

Andso they continued until their plans
were perfected.

Dick felt certain that in this fellow he
had found a Jewel. as the Irishmen them-
selves say.

They finally rose from where they had
been sitting, and Pat conducted his friend
out to the trail some distance from the
place where his captors had brought him
in, and there they parted.

“Begorra, but he is a men to tie to,"
Pat decided, as be bent his own steps in
the direction of Dollarville. “ Oi will give
him all dhe help dhere is in me, and av
we don’t make somebody sick and sorry,
1iltnvv’ill be owin’ to me lack of grit, d-hat is

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CHAPTER, XI.

' nuns SEARCH Ix vux.
, Pat Oonion had his thinking machine
‘ in working order as he walked along.

' Suddenly he came to a stop and
scratched his head with a vigor that in.
dicated that he had a nut to crack.
‘ ,“Begorra, dhat is so!" he exclaimed.
“But will it be best to do it much Oi
.wondcr! Oi must make no mistake in
phwat 0i do, or Cl may shpoil dhe whole
game for us."

The .thought that had come to him was '

this: By remaining near the rock basin
he could see who would ‘come to free
Dick and conduct him down to the trail,
and by following him might discover
theidentity of at least one of the rascals
against whom ,they were contending.

He thought hard for seVeral minutes. .

“ It-won‘i do,” he finally decided, resum-

 

 

ing his way to Dollarville. " No, it won't
do at all at all. It would be takin’ dhe
risk av bein’ discovered mesel', and dhat
would upset dhe plans av me cousin dhat
is to come; besides, it nioight fit me out
fur plantin‘, dhe which same Oi am in no
haste to experience, begobl Oi must be
found in me cabin in dhe morning.“

By the time he entered Dollarvllle, the
town had become quiet.

The search at the mine-holes had ended,
no one was seen on the streets, and few
lights Were to be seen anywhere.

At an early hour there was a knock at
Pat's door.

“ Who is dhere?"

“ It is Spraker."

“And phwat do ye be. wantin‘?"

“ I want to see you. Open the door.”

“ All right; just wait a minute."

Pat got on his clothes with no loss of
time, and opened the door.

There was the little weasel-faced at-
torney, and he looked at the Irishman in
a searching manner. which I'at noticed.

“ Good morning!" he greeted. “ You are
wanted, Pat, just as soon as you can get
something to eat and get ready.”

“ And who wants me?"

“ Mr. German.“

“And phwat fur?“ ,

“ To take up the trail to find his daugh-
ter, if a trail can be found."

"Yis, if a trail can be found!” Pat ~

echoed. “ Afther all dhe jackasses dhat
was out last noight, divil a chance fur it!"

“ Well, the men Were excited last night,
Pat. and no wonder."

" And you were wan of them."

“I have to admit it. Pat. and I feel
that I must offer an apology to yen for it."

“ Divil a nude av dhat; ye didn‘t know
any better, and so Oi excuse ye. Are you
to be wan av dhe searching party dhe
day?”

“ Yes. I suppose—”

“Dhen Oi am out av it. Oi want no
more av dhe same wid you—"

“But that will not happen again, Pat,
and I have offered my apology. .You must
not refuse, Pat."

“ And will you agree to take a back
seat?”

“Yes. I will agree to that.” 4

“Well, dhen, fur dhe sake av dhe gur-
l't‘l. 0i Will do phwat Oi can, and ye may
tell Mr. Gorman so. Oi could not refuse
him, anyhow." '

“ All right.
off .at once.” -, _

“ Oi will be dhere in a jiffy." ‘

Spraker turned away. but the next in-
stant Pat called him back again.

“ Oi say. Spraker?"

“Well?” Stopping.

“0i have something to show ye. It
won‘t take two seconds."

“What is it?”

, “ Come around here and see fur yersei'."

Pat stepped out and led the way around
his shanty, entering a small inclosed yard
in the rear. .,

Spraker followed impatiently, perhaps
wondering what he was going to see.

In that rear yard was a dog-house. and
Pat advanced to that.

“ Oi have some av dhe foinest pups here
dhat you ever saw in yure loife," he do-
clared. “If you Would loike to buy one
av dhem, whin dhey are a little older, Oi

But hurry, for we must be

'will let ye have yure pick av dhe lot."

But Spraker had stopped in disgust.

“ To the devil with you and your pups!"
he cried. “At a time like this, to think
of such things. I doubt whether Gorman
will appreciate your service so much. if
I tell him this."

“ Begorra, it has taken but wan minute."

“ And that is one minute lost. We'll
talk dogs some other,time.".

“All right. all right; just as ye plaze;
no omnse intended ye, sor, none at all.”

 

Spraker hastened away, as if his dignity
had been lowered, and Pat looked after
him with a grin as he closed and made
fast the gate.

Pat had chickens in his yard, and the
fence was of tight boards.

As soon as he had fastened the gate he
dropped down to the ground within, and
began examining Spraker's tracks.

" Begorra, he never tumbled wanst!" he
exclaimed. “Oi did dhat as nate as wax,
so 1 did, and, be Hivvins, av dhis isn't
wan av dhem same thracks 0i will ate
me shirt 2"

He examined it well, and when he rose
and entered his shanty, he was satisfied
he would have at least one pointer for his
"cousin" when he came.

Making his breakfast as speedin as pos-
sible, he soon put in his appearance at;
German's cottage.

There German himself, Spraker, and a
score ‘or so more, were awaiting his com-
ing, all ready to set forth upon the trail,
most of them mounted.

They had a' horse for Pat, too.

“ Now, Pat, if you ever did good work,
you must do it to-day," said German, on
Pat's coming up. "My child must be
found, and you are the only man to find
her for me. I put you in command."

“Thank ye. sor,” Pat acknowledged.
“Are you a-going wid us?“

“ I am, of course!"

" Dhen Oi make you second in command,
sor. And, by dhe same token——"

" What?"

“ Did yez foind dhat young teller last
noight?“

Pat was taking in Spraker from the
corner of his eye while he put this ques-
tion. -

" We did not, Pat," answered German.
“ I fear it is only too plain that he has
been murdered. God grant this mystery
may soon be cleared, and the evil ones
brought to justice." '

“ Amen! to dhat same, sor.”

Spraker". watched Pat closely, as the
Irislnnan Was aware, but the Celt gave no
open attention to him, yet had an eye
upon him as much as possible without the
risk of detection.

The little company started, and as they
left the house, Mrs. German called after
them:

“ Pat Conlon, bring 'my child back to
me, and I will never forget the service
while I live." -’

"Dhat same Oi shall thry to do."

They proceeded to the mine-holes direct,
but it was useless to think of finding any-
thing there. ‘

Where hundreds of tracks had been
made in every direction, wherever it was
possible for a foot to leave its imprint,
nothing could be hoped for.

There was but one chance, and evefi
that was a doubtful one. It was to widen
the circle until the limit of this confusion
of tracks was passed, and there take the
chances of striking another trail.

But it proved futile, utterly. Tracks
were found and followed, but they inva-
riably turned and came back to town
again.

Conlon, of course, understood how it
was, but he did not let it appear that he
did. He knew that the trail had been) hid-
den, and a hundred false ones made so
that to find the true one was next to im- ‘
possible. i '

At noon the search was given up.

CHAPTER XII.
GONLON'S COUSIN COMES.
When they rode back ‘into the town,
airs.» German met her husband at the
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She seemed to know the result by their
faces, and the fact that the missing girl
was not with them. ‘ ‘

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She covered her face, and subs shook her
form.

“ She is lost! lost!" she cried.

“ “'e have still one hope."

“And what is that, Reuben?"

“That she is alive."

“Maybe it Were better that she wore
dead.” ,

“ No, no. I will not say that. l‘erhaps
she has been taken to force a ransom out
of me. and if that is the case, I will glad-
ly pay it."

“ I should say, offer a reward,“ suggest-
ed Sprakcr.

“ l have done that.”

“Double it~treble it. Money must 'not
count fot anything. But, pardon me; I
carry my interest too far."

“I will give every dollar I am worth
for the restoration of my child,“ the
banker avowed. "But, at the. same time,
the murderer of poor Watkins shall not es-
cape his just deserts.”

"No fear thatnhe will, if it was Trill-
man.”

"Spraker, I insist that he did not do
that deed. Why will you oppose me in
it as you do?"

“Because I have no proof against any
one else."

“But he had no need to rob the bunk,
no need to stain his hands with blood, no
need to dip into crime.”

“How do you know that?"

“He was honest, happy, content with‘

‘his salary and little savings, and happy
in his engagement with my daughter, of
which I approved. If you can show me
a good reason otherwise—" .

“ I confess that I cannot, sir; but, every
man has his own private troubles, and
you cannot know but that Trillman had
his.” '

“ And do you know that he had.”

“I fear you misunderstand me. Mr.
Gorman. I am not eager to convict the
man at .all; nothing would please me so
well as to see him freed and clear of the
charge; but, in my office, I must take

things as I find them."

“ Well, it is useless to discuss it. ‘ There
are more important things than that to
occupy our thoughts at the present mo-
ment. I am going to send for government
detectives. I will re ort what has ha
pened to Deadwood ‘ick, and they ll
Send their best men in all haste.”

“The very thing. to do, Mr. Gorman;
strange that I did not think of it. If these
rascals can be run. down at all, they are
the men to do it. But it will take days
for them to get here.” .

“ That is true. and not another day must
be lost in sending for them."

' " Not another hour, Mr. German! I
would say, send a special messenger to

‘the nea est telegraph point immediately."

" It ,s all be, done. Pat, will you
go?" '

" Nothing would suit me better, Mr. Gor-
man; but dhe fact av dhe. matter is—”

“ I cannot take excuse, Pat. You must

“Yis, but Oi can't, Mr. Gormau. 0! ex-
pict a, cousin av mine by dhe stage any
day, and 01 must be here to meet him
whin he arrives.” , .

“ He can take‘ care of himself till you
return.” ‘ v

“ 01 would go. in a minute. sor, but any
man here can do as well as Oi, and so 0i

. would ask to be let off. 'Send wan av dhe
. darkey. b’ys; dhey are young and light,

and it will! be fun fur dhem.”

Gorman had someyotmg :ncgrOes in his
cnmloy about the cottage and stables. and
they were excellent riders, and German
had swift horses, ' ,

.' “Well. I sat do that," he said, ‘ “I
know yo}! would go, Pat, if there was no

one  ,. / v ‘ - .
‘_' Oi'd  me neck to ‘do it, not.”

   

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So it was arranged, and one of the dark-
ies was despatehed upon the liiissioll.

The town. meantime and after, was in
a state of suppressed excitement.

There was an air of mystery overhang—
ing the young city, and no one seemed to
feel perfectly tree to do or say anything.

There had been the robbery of the bank,
the murder of the watchman. the abduct-
ing of Betty tiorman, and, last, but not
least, the murder of Deadwood Dick, the
prince of detectives!

It needed but a spark to explode the
passion of'tlle people, and it would fare
hard with the guilty wretches if caught.

.But would they be caught?

The afternoon stage rolled into town at
about the usual hour, and with its usual
complement of passengers.

Pat Conlon was on hand to meet it, as
on the day before, and he had let it be
known around that he looked for a cousin
who was coming out to try his luck at
Dollarville. 

There were quite a few passengers on
top, and as the stage came to a stop there
was a sudden breaking out on the part of
one of them.

“Pat! I‘at!" he cried. waving his hat.
“Oi do be lookin’ on ye wanst more, Hiv-
vin bless ye!" ‘

“Ac-h! it is you, Tim!" cried Pat, with
an accent of gladness.

“ Dhat same it is, ’at."

“ Well, get down here and 1‘ave me
shake hands wid ye, ye jolly gossoon. ye!
01 am dhat. glad at soight av ye, dhat 0i
could wape without sorry, so Oi could.

0n the top of the stage was a typical
Irishman, with stick and bundle. having
the flavor of the "ould dart." upon every
crook and corner of him. His brogue
could be imagined before it Was heard.

“ And is dhis dhe place ye do be callin‘
Dollarvllle?" he demanded.

“ It is dhe same, Tim.”

“A'n' ye had called it Quarter-av-a-dol-
larville, it was nearer to dhe truth ye.
would have come, 0i am thinkin‘.”

“ Begob, it may be. dhat ye will be will-
in’ to be callin’ it It‘oive-dollm'ville before
ye git done wid it!” cried Pat. "Ye may
get good pay fur yure wurruk. but by dhe
same token dhere is good wurruk goin‘
onfur yure pay, allanna!"

The cousin by this time had got down,
and the two rushed into each other's
arms and embraced.

“What are you goin’ to do with him,
Pat?" asked one bystander. "He is too
green to burn.” , .

“Dhen Oi’ll kape him till he is ripe,”
answered Pat. "Oi‘ll buy me-a quart, and
begorra .Ol'll trate him well, be sure av
dhat!" .

“Has he got his life insure ?" ,

“No; but his stomach is, or Oi'd never
risk Dollarville bug-juice in it, Oi assure
ye. But, b'ys. wan and all, let me intro-
duce me cousin, Timmy Doyle, late over
from Limmerlck." ' V

The introduction elicited a cheer from
some of the crowd, and Pat conducted his
couslni off in the direction of his shanty.

On the way they laughed and gesticu-
lated, much as two happy schoolboys
might have (10110. but as soon as the door
clOsed upon them they dropped all that
play'and became seriOus. » '

“Bedad., but ye did dhat nate,.”, Pat
complimented. " ' '

“ You think so?" queried Dick. . -

“'Dlvll a wan could have done it nater.“

“Well, I tried to pass in the character.”
ye have, begdb!"

“What is the situation. now?”
Thereupon Pat. went over the whole
ground, since his parting with Dick, and

gave him‘ every 'polnt that he had been
motel!” our sx: .

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one, I'ai, but we will bring him up with
a short jerk, the first thing he knows.
This does not make the mystery any more
clear."

“ Not wan whit more clear, begorra.”

“ And there is work to be done."

“ A hape av wurruk, yer honor!"

“ Well. the first thing is to make good
our deception. You go and buy a quart
of jig-water, and we'll go upon one of the
lip-stavingest old tears, in make-believe,
that you ever heard of in your life!”

"Dhat same we will, begob. Whoop!

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CHAPTER XIII.
CHARLIE GORMAN’S COMMISSION.

Meantime, Reuben German had posted
a reward of five thousand dollars for the
rescue and return of his abducted daugh-
ter. .
Notices to this effect were in the lead-
ing business places of the town, and Were
drawing not a little attention; but, while_
many a man would have liked to earn
the reward. it looked impossible.

Betty German was missing as complete
ly as it‘ she had been taken up into the
sky.

There was one who said but little, but
thought much——her brother Charlie. .

Young in years. he had still seen expo
ricnce in and about Dollarville and else-
where that had given him some knowledge '
of the world.

After what he had seen of Deadwood
Dick's work in this case he desired to do
something himself. ‘

And it was needful that some one should
do something, now that the great detec—
tive had been removed. ~

No one would be likely to suspect him,
he thought. 1

He had no one to confide in, however,
for he well knew that his father and step- -
mother would oppose his plans if he men-
tioned the matter to them.

As for Spraker, he had taken a dislike
to him, since he had made everything
appear so black against Trillman, and
could not bring himself to make a eonfi- '
dant of him, although he knew that his
father and step-mother did. ’I‘riilman and
he had always been good friends, and
Charlie thought a good deal of him.

Cometo think of it, he was the very per-
son for him to confide in, 'for his whole
interests were identical with the finding of
Betty and the arresting of the rascals.

So he. went to the. jail, for Dollarvillc
had a jail—the genuine article. ‘ \,

It was of brick, with iron and steel fur-
nishings throughout, and divided into cells.

Trillman had a cell somewhat 'apart
from the rest of the inmates, wh were
men of the very worst type of border
rufliansdo‘r the. most part. ‘

Charlie was admitted for the asking.

“ Thank Heaven, Charlie, therein. one
who has not f gotten that I am here,"
the prisoner crie , at sight of the youth. '

“ No. I haven‘t forgotten you. Mr. Trill-
man.” was the response, as the two shook
hands; “butaevcrythlngflhas been in such
a boil :tha‘t ‘I couldn’t think of anything ‘
but Betty.”  '

“ What of Bettylf’, eagerly.

“She has been stolen.”

“ Stolen! ' My God! \Tell me all about it, ‘

Charlie!" '

And so the youth did, relating” all that _  " '

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“Why did they not let me ,know’he

fore?” 'Trillman asked.

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‘ “Father has sent a messenger to tele-
graph for government detectives, and has
put up a big reward.”

“ \Vould that 'l were free to join in the
search! Heatvens! this news is madden-
ing!‘ I cannot endure this confinement
longer, knowing that she I love is in the
hands of—Heaven only knows whom!”

“I came here to have a talk with you
about. it, Mr. Trillman."

“ What good can a talk do?
must act.”

“And I want to be the one to do that.
The fact is, I can’t be idle; I must play
detective, and See if I can't be of some
use.”

“ And you came to me.”

“I want you to tell me what to do.
There is no one else I could go to, unless
to Spraker, and—”

“ Curse Sprakcr!”

“ Then you don‘t like him, either?”

“Like him! In Heaven’s name, why
should I like him?”

“ There is no reason why you should, of
course, and that is the reason I am down
on him, because he has pushed you so
hard.”

“He might be excused for that, Char-
lie, but 1 have had ample time to think
over the whole matter, now, and I more

Somebody

than half believe that he has had a hand

in my misfortune.” '

“ You don’t mean it!”

4‘  do")

“ Have you any proof against him?"

“ Yes; I have and I haven’t. One thing,
I have reason to believe that he is in love
with your sister.” I ,

“Ha! ha! Betty wouldn‘t wipe her feet
on him!”

“ I know that, and so does he; and that
may be the secret of the Whole matter;
what he can’t possess he would destroy."

“ If I thought that of him, I’d—-”

“What would you do?" '

“Well, I don’t know What to do, that‘s
the truth of it."

“ You said y0u wanted to play detective
in the matter, and so be of some use in
the case.” ’ .

“ Yes, yes.” I ~
- “Well, let Joe Spraker be your game.
Make friends with him; be with him all
you can, hear as much as you can. and be
present as often as you can without his

' knowing it. You may be able to pick up

Something.”

f‘l‘ll do it! I’ll do it!" , ‘

“ But you' must take ‘care that your

urposo is not detected, for he is as wary
as as for.” " l

y “ I’ll fool him’.”

9' And another thing+~tell no one !"

“Not even‘ father or mother. But, of

“ I. think I can trust you, Charlie. Take
care that you find out Just what men he
is most intimate with,-seeretly,'and may-

be by the time the detectives get here, you

will have straight'int’ormation tor them.”
“ I only ho he is the man!”
“ Even if e is, it may be impossible to

trap him; but We’ll see whether my sus-

picion amounts to anything or not."

»“ How came you to'suspeet him at all?"

“Well, for the reason I told “you, and
101- another, but I doubt whether you could
understand if I told you." A ,

“ Then you don't so hany‘on my under-

; standing, eh ?” -

a“ Oh, I didn‘t mean it that way, Char-
le: but-you are wrong. However, I do

“ Net-dirt unless you want to." .
.f‘I will tell you. He was one of, the
first men to come to my call, when I gave
the alarm. after-.making the discovery of

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hold of the investigation. he ttu'ncd his
guns right on me. About the iirst thing
he did was to demand my pistol.“ ‘

“I begin to smell mice now."

“Yes, and it looks to me as if he knew
one chamber was empty, which 1 sWeur I
did not. and he meant. to show up the
proofs against me at once."

“But how could he know it, Mr. Trill-
man?"

“ That is just the work for you to accom-
plish, Charlie. Get proof that he did know
it, and you will open these doors for me
and allow me to walk forth a clear and
free man."

“I’ll do it, or give up the job."

CHAPTER XIV.
PLAYING A (:LEVE'R HAND.

Pat Conlon went out and bought a quart
of rum, as he had declared his intention
of doing, and, in buying it, he made his
boast that he was going to give his cousin
a warm reception and make him heartily
welcome, and send him off in fine style
before he went to work.

On returning to the shanty, however,
the quart bottle was put up on the top
shelf of Pat’s little cupboard, unopened."

When Pat and Tim made their appear-
ance, nevertheless, early in the evening,
they were both royally drunk, apparently.

They went rollicking along the street,
arm in arm, singing popular Irish songs,
and made merry with every congenial

spirit they came in contact with, dropping .

into all the popular resorts.

They drank a little, treated the boys
two or three times, and were well received
wherever they went.

The most popular place in Dollarville,‘
with a certain class, was the Barrel Sa-
loon, socalled, and there the two Irish
cousins settled down finally to spend the
evening. I

Here, usually, were congregated the
roughest class of the town. , .

They were not wanting on this night, for
the place was Well filled, and they were in
the majority. ;

The two Iri’slimen made amusement for
the whole room'for a time,‘ singing songs
and cracking Jokes at each other's ex.
Déuse, but gl'OWillg booster every hour.

Finally they were "‘not in it”; they had
become, in the common parlance, “coined.”

Only a little time before this, Joe Spra-
ker had entered the sateen. in a disguise
so thin that any one could penetrate it.

He had made other visits of this kind
before, and it was understood that he was
working in the. interests of his office when-
ever he so appeared, doing a little detec-
tive work.’ - '

On this occasion he sat down by a table,
alone at first, but he was presently joined
by slough-looking fellow, a stranger to
most of all present. v .

About this time, Pat Conlon tried to get
his cousin up and take 'him home, for
Tim had dropped his head on his arm
on the table and was snoring beautifully.

Pat was almost as drunk as the other,
toall appearances, but he did manage to
get Tim up on his 'feet.’

And then began the fun.

' “ Begorra! Oi will take ye—hic—home,

'ye' spalpeen, _and Oi have to carry ye‘

dherei”

‘ So cried Pat, as he reeled around and
around ,,with his helpless cousin, and it
looked as if somebody else would have to

carry them both, if either got there that

night. . .
“Oi—.Oi—Ol wantto sltdown,” mum
bled. Tim; ! ‘- * ,  '
“It-Lit is ‘wan‘tin’ to—hicl—to' break

_,yl}re‘ neck ye he,” hiccoughed‘Pat.

Oi~Oi-—-Oi want to rest.” ' ‘ '
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They had staggered around quite a lit"
tie. and when I'm cased his hold upon his
cousin the latter went down all in a heap
on a chair, and Pat took a header under a
’tablc. .

As it happened, Tim had dropped upon
a chair at the same table at which Joe
Sprakcr and his companion were sitting.

He rolled for a second. and it seemed
about an cVen thing whether he would re-
main on the chair or fall off on the floor.
but, with a lurch. he recova'ed and.
dropped his head on his arms as be—
fore.

" That teller is a case," observed Spra-—
ker‘s companion.

“ Yes. and the other is not far from it,.
by the looks of things. I never saw Pat
Conlon as drunk as that."

“Well, they are harmless.
you a—sayin‘?”

“I was going to say that I will see to
putting the notice on the door tonight
when the coast is all clear."

“All right; rand I will see that. every-
thing is all right with the gal till you git
ready for her. Then it is to be understood
that you are to pay me before I give her
1111-‘9 .

“Yes; and you are to swear that no.
harm shall come to her."

“Oh. that is old! I have told you a-
dozen times that 1 would take keer of that
part of it.”

” How is she holding up?”

“Oh! she is bawlin’ most of the time,.
woman-like.”

“ Well, it is too bad, but you see how
it is. I must have her, and there is no-
other way open to me.”

“ You are a deep one.”

“Yes: you ought to know how deep I
am. If I ever hear of your breathing a
word of what you know, ’the rope will go
around the necks of you and your» pards
so soon that you will see stars!”

“ I kin well believe it.”

“ You had better believe it. Now, let's
see, do we understand each other in the
game?"

 Yes, I guess so.”
be‘jfir‘ou knew what your own part is toe

“Sure I do.” ‘

“ I will have German let me meet you:
at the appointed time to pay the money
and get the girl.”

“ Yes."

What wur

“ I will pay you "what we agreed on, and: .

then I will bring the girl and the money
both back, and tell my story. But, first.
of course, there must: be the little sham
scrimmage at the cabin, in whiph you will
allow me to do the heroic.” V
Oh! yes. I kin afford to do that, for
money. But, in fact; you couldnft beg‘n.
to whip one side if me.” ‘ r

“I know that, of courseii but we wilt
have it hot, and finally I
you and rescue the girl. an I will“ look a
hero in her eyes, and if there is a spark
of sentiment'in her} heart, she» will regard.
me.” ‘ ' '

“ And whatyabout the other teller?”"

“Which one?” ' . -

“ Him in jail.” ‘ .

f‘Ohi 'I will either hang him or send
him up for a long spell; there is no help:
for him, now.” ' .

. “ But, I hear said around that Gorma
has sent for detectives.” ‘ ,
h “ We will be. done before they can get;

ere”. , v

“ But ,we don’t know where Deadwood

Dick is. That is athing that I-am‘ not. . ’

quite easy about." ,. , ~ ,
' . “ Well, I would like to know, too, but
it does not worry me. We have our‘cyesi
open for him. ,He could not come here:

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sends a big force along with you. what
then?”

“ Why, you feel, that is one of the
main points in the whole game. The
notice I will put up will declare that only
one man must come, or the deal will be
off and the girl will be killt .”

“ Oh, sure!"

“And I will otfer to go, and will go,
and that will make a hero of me and in-
-'sure my standing here for all time. And
then, when some of the bank’s funds are
found in that secret place in ’l‘rilhnan‘s
room, that will just put on the finishing
touch, you see. 0h! There can be no
miscarriage."

“ Well, I hope not, for I want to get my
slice out of it, and then you can bet I will
have business in other parts, mighty
.soon.”

“ A feel if you don't."

Meanwhile, I'at (Jonlon had got upon
his feet, and was at the other end of the
room. boasting how he would walk that
cousin of his home as see as he get his
wind, after. the first effort. anti thus he
was giving Dick full opportunity for
overbearing every word that was
dropped. '

They had played their little game ex-
ceedingly well, truly!

 

CHAPTER XV.
CLEVER CHARLIE.

Finally, Spraker rose and left the room.

He proceeded up the street, and was
shadowed by a youth who had been
awaiting his appearance.

It was Charlie German, who was
abroad without the knowledge of his
father or step-unethcr. »

The rasoally etlicial went up the street,
in the direction of the German cottage.

Charlie followed ,with the stealth of a
cat. .
Coming to the cottage, the man stopped
by the side of the Infamy, just outside the
fence, and made a s gnai.

It was like the call of a night bird,
which be repeated seventh-times before
there was any response, and, naturally,
Charlie wondered what it meant and
what was coming next.

Finally there was a slight tapping at
onset the windows.

At that the man ceased his signaling
and withdrew to the rear of the yard
fence and stationed himself ther: in the
deep shadows. .

Charlie crept after him and secured a
position surprisingly close to him with-
out being discovered, and in that manner
'both patiently waited, the youth (M m-
,bie with suppresse ’excitement.

Presently a soft tep was heard and a
voice whispered: -

" Where are you?"

“Here,” amen-ed the man.

‘Charlte German recognized the voice.
It was that of his step-mother.

"Had any one struck him a blow, he
could not have been more surprised, and
he almost uttered an ejaculation.

The woman came on to the fence. and
the youth was in a position where he
could overhear every word that was ut-
fered, if they spoke at all above a whis-
:per.

 Well, what is the word ?" the woman
:asked. , '
“Everything is working fine," the an-
:swer. .

“ That is good." 1‘ , -
“ To—night will finish the werk, or near-
ly so.” v

" 1s shesafe'.“ ,

“ Perfectly So, a d all right."

“I am glad  that. She must not
--come to, harm", r ' '

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“And what do you want now?"

“ We must have a final talk."

“ All right."

“I am going to pin a notice on the
front door of this house."

“What for?“

“You Would know if you stopped to
think. It will be the demand for the
ransom."

“ Oh! I see. .

“And, when I come in the morning.
you must lead your voice to support my
offer to go and pay the money and bring
the girl home."

“ Yes, yes."

“And then you will show the young
lady the debt of gratitude sho oWes the
hero—ahenU-the hero who has risked so
much for her.”

“Ha! ha!“ with a light laugh. "Yes,
I will itiagnify your heroic act. do not
fear."

" I will bring not only the girl, but will
keep the price of the ransom as well and
return that to (iornmn, and take it all in
all, they will have to recognize my Worth,
to some degree.”

“ You are a schcmer, Joe."

“Second only to yourself.”

“ And then the proceeds from the rob-
bery?"

“That is safe enough. A little must be
put where it will fasten the crime the
more securely upon_'l‘rillnmn."

“ We did not count on a murder, when
we first planned it."

“ True. but that is done now."

“ You said you had to do it?"

“ Yes."

“ Why?"

“ He recognized me."

" “ Then there was nothing else you could
do, of course; but I hate to see Trill-
man hang."

“ I think he will have to hang, however,
unless he sees tit to kill himself. It might

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“not be a bad idea to give him’the means
for doing that."

“Cannot we plan lzis‘tescape, instead?"

“Are you a fool? e is an innocent
man, and he. would never rest until he
had proven his innocence."

“ Well, well, I see we are bound. hand
and foot." -

“There is only one thing that worries
me.”

“ And what is that?"

“The fact that Dmdwmd Dick es-
caped." ,
th“t1'es; I tremble every time I think of

a ." '

" And, the, mystery is, who freed him ?”

“ I cannot imagine." -

“ Nor I. But, Satan help, him if he
crosses our path new!"

" No such mistake must be made again."

“ You can bet it will not be. How is
everything here?"

“All right. I am playing my role to
the flue point. I am all but crazed with
grief Ha! Ha!"‘

“You are agood one. Well, the end
wfll come, and no ‘one will ever sus
the part that you have played in it. Then
we shall control-riches, the thing We have
always longed for." .

u Yes."

There was some further plotting ‘and
planning concerning their work for the
mom-ow, and when they understood each
other thoroughly, they parted. ~

The woman made her way back to the

1 house. while the man passed around the

fence toward the front, and after him
crept Charlie Gonnan, who was hardly
able to convince himqu that he was not
dreaming.

Spraker crept close to the fence until
he came to the gate, and that he» opened
with the utmost caution and entered.

steps to the front door.

With the trend of a out he Went up the

 

He could be seen, in the dim light, by
any one who might be near enough, but
he made no sound that could be heard
ten feet distant.

There he was busy for a few seconds,
after which he retreated as silently as
he had approached, and hastened elf in
the darkness toward the town Center.

Meantime, others had been watching.

Charlie German did not give up his
vigil, but shadowed the rascal still fur-
ther, with almost the ability of a profes-
sional.

Spraker had an office over the office of
the mayor of the town. in a building
about opposite to the bank, anti he Went
there, letting himself in with a key and
closing the door after him.

Charlie crept forward and tried the
door. ,

He took ca to make no sound, and
found that the door was fastened against
any one who might try to enter.

It was better so.

Had it not been, the boy would have
ventured in, and discovery would have
been almost certain to folldw.

And others were watching him, with
even more caution than he himself could
exercise. '

After a while the man came forth.

No one was in sight, and, closing and
locking the door, he made his 113' to the
Eagle Hotel, where be lodged.

Charlie German believed that he would
see him no more that night, and was
right in his guess. so he gave up his vigil
and turned his steps hemeward in an ex-
cited state of mind.

He had not gone far when rough hands
Seized him. a hand was clapped over his
mouth, and he was a prisoner.-

 

CHAPTER XVI.
DRAWING THE CIRCLE.

Meantime, what of Pat Conlen and his
cousin?

Shortly after Spraker had left the room,
Pat went for his cousin again, to see
what he could do with him.

He was still so drunk himself, appar-
ently, that he could hardly navigate. and
the crowd looked on with a good deal of
amusement, well knowing there was fun
ahead.

. Pat got hold of him and tried to waken
him, but he might as well have tried to
waken a dead man, almost. -

He persisted, however, and finally suc-
ceeded in rolling him to the floor, falling
with him as he went down, and the crowd
appeared to enjoy it immensely.

The man with whom Spraker had been
talking was looking on, and so the two
men had to play well their parts in order
that no suspicion might be awakened
that they were not what they seemed.

Pat now appeared to get angry, and

gave Tim a few kicks to stir him up and '

put a little life in him. ,

And this had some effect, for Tim 0p—
ened his eyes, and with a “hike help,from
Pat, with another man holding Pat up,
managed to get on his feet. .

But he reeled and‘rolled as if the sa-
loon were being tossed. on a raging sea,
and the pro rietor of the place, to end
the matter hgfore any “Gable came 01' it.
paid a-couple of men to steer them safely

h( e. ' .-
Eese men had no easy time of it, but

performed their task and left the two.

Irishmen lying on the shanty floor.

When their steps had died away, both

sat up, in thedark.
“ How was that?” whispered Pat. ‘
“ It was immense." ,
“‘And phWat is dhe next on dhe p ,
grainme?" ,
“Tolshadow German's cottage." '
“Pliwat is going to happen there?"

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Dick told in few words what he had
learned, and the Irishman was jubilant.

He could hardly contain himself, and
Dick had to impress him forcibly with
the necessity for his holding himself
down. as he put it.

With little loss of time they were out
and going in the direction of the Gor-
man cottage, but taking care to remain
within the shadows, so as not to be ob-
served by any one.

Hence. it can be KUOSSOd' who the cap-
tors of Charlie Gorman were.

The boy was picked up and carried
swiftly away from the place of his cap-
ture, a hand still OVer his mouth so that
he could not cry out, and he was soon
safe within Pat Conlon's shanty.

Deadwood Dick held him while Pat
secured the door.

“ Now, me lad," said Pat, “ye nade have
no fear, fur no wan is going to harm
'wan hair av ynre head. All we want av
you is to warn ye to Rape still."

“ And keep still you must, too," added
Dick. “ I am your friend. We can help
you and you can help us, but we cannot
allow you to go alone on your own hook."

“Do you promise to kape still,” asked
Pat. ‘

Charlie gave a grunt. .

Dick removed his hand from over his
mouth.

" I thought I was done for," the boy
declared in a Whisper. “ I neVer had such
a scare in my life.“

” You might have been done for if you
had got into that. otlice with that rascal."
said Dick. “ Are you Charlie German?"

to Yes."

“ We thought so.
learned?"

“More than I can believe."

“ Then you doubt your own ears, do
you?"

“ It seems impossible.

“ Nothing impossible about it. But, tell
us all you overheard. What put it into
your head to play detective?" -

“ Seeing you do detective work. 811'."

“ Do your father and mother know that
you are out of the houSe'!”

"No; I Went to bed, as they thought,
but I climbed out the Window afterwards
and began watching Spraker.”

There was no light in the shanty, and

   

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9!

' they talked in guarded tones.

“ What Put it. into your head to shadow
him ‘2" asked Dick.

" Mr. Trilhnan told me to do it.”

“ Ha! Then he suspects him?"

“Yrs; he thinks he is the one who
robbed the bank.”

“ And he certainly is."

“ Yes. I know it. now."

“ “'ell, your story."

Charlie told everything, withhoming
nothing. and the others listened with
close attention.

“ It is wonderful," said Dick, whén the
boy" had done. " That woman is about
the sharpest of her class that 1 have
ever run up against.” V

“I can hardly believe it of . her."
averred Charlie. “ She‘ has alwa’ys
seemed so good and kind to Betty and me.
But there is no chance for doubt, after
what I‘have heard to-night." *

“ Well, what are you _ going ' to do,f’
asked Dick.

“ I thought I had better tell father."

“ Xou must do nothing of the kind."

as  ?n

“That would spoil everything. and no
set all our plans.”

“Then what must I do?”

“ Will you do tae-I direct '1"

“ Yes. if you are going to pescue
Betty.” ‘ . t

“We are 801118 to do that. and, what
shall have a hand in it, it
you want to.”

 

“All right; I will do just what you
say, then."

“Well. you must go home, get into
your room unheard and unseen, and it

must not be known that you have been 3

out."
“ I can do that, if no accident happens."

the morning Just the same as if you had
not heard what you hth'?"
“I can try it.”

“You must take extra care that she .

does not suspect you. If she does, I
'Would not kive much It your life."

"I think I can play t to part.”

“ If you think you cannot get back
into the house without help, Pat and I
can go With you."

“ I can manage it."

“Well, we will have to trust you, and
from what I have seen of you I am man
you can do it if you take reasonable care.
But now, another thing; you must meet
Spraker the same as ever in the morning,
and you must not let fall a word, or give
a look, that can awaken their sus»
piclons."

“ I will take extra good care, Mr. Dead~
wood Dick.” \

“ Then that is all, now. With what we
know. and are likely to find out, Mr.
Spraker's goose is cooked."

“ I hope they will hang him in the place
of Trillman."

“They certainly will."

The boy departed. ‘

“A party sharp lad. Oi take it," said
Pat Conlon, when he had gone.

“ As smart as they make them." agreed
Dick. “Now, Putt, there is work for us
to do, too."

“ What is it, sor?”

“ We must visit Spraker’s office."

“ Dhat will be no snap av a job, Oi am
thinkin'."

“ Maybe not, but it has got to be done.
Have you a revolver?”

“A brace av thim."

“ So much the better. I have a couple,
and I think we can make it hot for any-
body who jumps us."

“ By dhe same token, we will make a
thry fur it, begob!”

They made. no light, lest it might be
seen, but in the darkness of the. room
“they felt to make sure that their wehpons

‘were in order and ready for business,

and that done, opened the door and went
silently forth. -

In due time they were at the door of
Spraker's ofice.

CHAPTER XVI I.
FINDING THE I’LL‘NDEB.

Deadwood Dick had more than once
opened a locked door.‘ , -

He had no great difficulty in opening this
one, while Pat stood by and kept watch
for danger.

The door unlocked, they passed in. clos-
ing and lockng it after them, and made
their way up the stairs, where the Celt
led the way to the door of Spraker‘s room,
knowing which it was.

This, too, was locked, but it was Opened
as easily as the door below. '

They wore on the ground.

“ Now, what about a light?" asked Dick.

“ Dhat is dhe dlvll av it," assumed Put.
“A light will be Seen.“

“ We -must take. care that it isn’t. Does
any, one sleep in the building, "that you
know of?"

“Divil a wan!" '

“And I have noticed that there are shut-
tem!!! ‘ t

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“ I take it thatthey are closed.”

“ ’A‘sy to mind out.”

 

They groped their way to the windows,
and found that the shutters were all closed

“ And can you greet your step-mother in ,

‘in, and that there were curtains to the
i windows besides.

The curtains they pulled down. and
when that had been done, Dick said:

“I think that will do; I am willing to
risk a little light, Pat, and if it is seen we
, are here to defend the fort. that is all."
“Oi am wid ye, begob! Oi will stand
. to yure back till yure t’other side caves in.
share as me name is Pat Conlon, ochone!
Oi want to make it a double sure case
against dat skunk av a Spraker.”

! P“ We have got him on the hip as it is,
at."

“ Divil a doubt av it."

Dick now struck a match, and they
looked around.

On a shelf was a lamp, and this they
'lighted, but did not turn its light very"
. bright.

This enabled them to explore the inte»
rior of the apartment at their leisure, and
while Pat 'an-ied the light, Dick began
and made a thorough examination, no)
omitting anything.

There was a desk, a bookcase with books
in it, an old chest, some boxes, and a. few
chairs. .

That about comprised the furniture.

At the end of half an hour‘s Search
nothing had been discovered of any im—
portance. and Dick paused.

“ Begorra. it is a fool's errand we have
come on," inferred Pat.

“ I don’t believe it," demurred Dick-
“ We have not struck the right spot yet,
that is all."

“ Dhen, be IIivvins, dhe roight spot isn't
here, allanna !"

" It is here, I'at; we have proof of it."

“ Where is dhe proof ‘."'

“ In what that boy overheard.”

“Ha! ye are roighti We must go fur
it again."

“Put down that lamp and lead me a
hand with this desk."

“ Oi will dhat same."

He did as directed, and the desk was
laid over on ii: back. ‘
Dick then t k up the lamp, and exam.
ined the bottom of the desk with care,

and an exclamation escaped him.

” l have found it! See there!" and he
indicated a screw that seemed to hold a
secret door closed, and in its place.

“By dhe powers! ()i belave ye are
might!"

“I know I am right."

Dick had a screwdriver attachment in
a strong pocketknife he carried, and in a
few moments the screw had been removed-

A slight pull then opened the secret
door. and there lay revealed most of the
funds that had been taken from the bank,
tied in compact bundles.

“ What do you say now, Pat?"

“ Oi say it is dhe divil ye are!" ,r

“ Well, get the smoothing to put this in
and we will take it with us.” .

“ Ye want a bag."

“ Ought to haVe one.”

“And impossible to get it! But, hould
on!" . ‘

Pat pulled off his coat and vest in a
hm'ry, and imalediately his shirt.

He pulled the sleeves of this around the
neck and tied them in a knot. and. lo!'
there was a bag-that would answer all
the requirements.

“ You are :1 Jewel, Pat!" averred Dick.

“ Oi am a shirtless mon, begobl” was the
response, as he put on his vest and coat.

Dick‘ soon had the money all out of the
desk and wrapped up in this novel bag,
and the desk was closed as before and
stood in its proper place. = .

So far, so good; but Dick was not quite
done, yet.

He examined everything around the
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the note which he had. picked piecemeal

out of the waste-pamr basket in Betty

Gorinan‘s room, he compared the kinds.
' The paper was the same!

He took the top sheet of the lot. which
was a half-sheet, in the tearing of which
a notch had been torn in the separated
half, the piece still protruding on one edge
of the half.

That ended their work,” and when‘ they
had put eyerything in order. just as it had
been found. they put out the light and
made their way out. 

A little later they Were again at o L;
shanty, where the money was cart-iiiin
hid for the time being. I

Next morning this notice was found
posted on the door of hire (,iorman cottage:

“ Reuben (i-ormanml'our gal is in good
hands, and no harm has Come to her. If
~you want her. you kin have her by payin’
as five thousand dollars, and not a cent
less. Send one man, and only one, with
the money to Yaller Crick ,at oncet, and
We will make an even change. 'If you
.try to do any funny trick, the gal will be
killed. .. "OLD nirsixnss."

That there was a new sensation can be
.taken for granted.

Gorman‘ sent at once for Spraker.

' “ She must be saved!" Spraer declared,
.as soon as he had heard. “Not an hour—
not a minute must be lost, German!" I

“But who will go? Oh. if I could only
:send a score of men!“

" But, there is the threat.
riskthe life of your child.
what I will do."

"What is that?"

“I will go. taking the money with me,
.and will bring the young lady safely home
to you. And then. if I can get a clew', we
will run them till we run them off the face
ofthe earth!"

“ It will be a big risk.” .

“ I will dare anything to save your child,
Mr. Gorman.” ,

“, You. had better do as he says. I think,
Reuben," spoke ,u the wife. ,“Wc are
.at their mercy till 0 get Betty safeback
into our arms."

Charlie was present, taking in all that
was said, ' ' ’ ,

No one had a thought or suspicion that

{he knew what ‘he did; he was looked upon
as harmless by the rascally pair, and use-

less by the others. v

" It is , not the money I am thinking
about." saidGorman, ‘fbut it, is the gall-
ing thought of having to rpm in to them,

You would
I will tell you

and then allow them to‘esca‘pe unpunished'

after 'ards." . , ,

“ What else can be done? No doubt
they have spies in this very town. and
every move will be twatched‘closely. If
we try to play them false. they. may kill
your child,” argued Spraker.

“0h, Reuben. be guided .byhim," in-
“When we have
Betty in our arms, then you can send out
the whole town to hunt the villains down,
but for my sake save Betty first!”

Charlie could have struck her with a
goodwill. for her hypocrisy! ,

The notice had been taken down fro

, thcdoor; by ‘tlieione who had discovered
I“ it, Mrs. German. and so but

I few in the
town knew about it, or were Supposed to
know; but, Pat Conlon and his “cousin”

.knew all about it. 1

Finally, Spinker's argument prevailed,
and he went forth alone. ‘wltli the sunrof

V moneyln his possession.  t ‘

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yellowish tint. and. taking from his pocket  Mr. GOX‘llldll certainly had faith in his good

" intent.

' But another had gone, to Yellow (Jreek
ahead of him, and that, other was Pat (3on-
lon, who had set out, before daylight, and
was already on the groimd before Spraker

Pat had been chosen for this, because of
his experience as a plainsman.

He had secured his horse at a distance,
and was hiding at the appointed place of
1neetin;.,r before any one else rent-11ml
there. ‘

Finally he saw the man who had talked
with Spraker in the Barrel Saloon on the
previous night, and he, too. concealed
himself while he awaited the Coming of the
messenger from town.

Pat had the big end of the stick now,
no matter which way the game went.

If more than one man canie, and the
fellow did not choose to show himself, Pat
could trail him to the place where the girl
was hid. ‘

Finally. after a considerably long wait,
Spraker came loping along on horseback,
-and. when he had crossed the creek, he
drew rein and gave voice to a signal that
had evidently been agreed upon.

The other fellow came forth.

“Are ye all alone?” he asked.

“Certainly. I Would not have come
any other way."

“ Well. it is money talks. Here is what
I promised you for your share."

He tossed the follow a package as he
spoke, and when the man had opencd one
end and looked at the contents, he was
satisfied. ' ’

“ Come on!” he said.
word for the amount."

He led the way. Spraker following, and
Pat Conlon creeping after them both, and

“I will take your

in the woods.

Spraker dismounted at the door and fol-
lowed the man in, and in a few moments
the girl prisoner was led forth. A horse
with a side saddle was provided—dhe same
upon which she had been compelled to
ride to her place of captivity.

She was allowed to mount, before the
fellow demanded the amOunt of; the ran-
som.

"'Now, for that money," he demanded,
drawing a gun. “Fork it over, or you
will never leave this spot alive!"

‘,‘Here is your, answer!” responded
Spraker, jerking out a gun himself, with
a big showing of bravery. “Fly for your
.life, Miss Gorman; I will attend to this
fellow, or lose my life trying!"

“No, no, Mr. Spraker! You must not
fight! He will kill you!” -

But they had already opened flan

7 t, Spraher, then the other. but‘ neither
8091' ed to be a» good shot, and when they
had emptied siheir guns they sprang, at
each other. I  . '

The struggle was long and fierce—op
parently fierce. and Pat .Iionion was se-
cretly taking it all in, with a broad grin
upon his homely face. had, too, for some
moments. the girl ooked on helplessly.

7 ‘ Suddenly Pat saw her look around, slip

from the { saddle, and, with Wonderful
quickness, ishe caught up a club, and dealt
,Spraker's antagonist afhlow on the head.
Instantly the fellow sunk down; limp
and helpless, and Sprakermse up with a
look of greate‘St surprise upon his face.
Here 'as a nowadile‘mma: the tables had
been turned. Instead: or posing as a hero;
the girl was a heroine and he the rescued
man. . ' ' ' a
" Why 'did you do that?” he. cried. 
had it all my own wnv, and he. was .giv.

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out a new voice. and Part (30111011 made his
debut. “'l"row up yure hands, ye spal<

a hole in ye!"

Spraker was white to the lips, and he
obeyed before he could get over the first
shock of surprise.

I’at leaped upon him, and he was a
prisOner in a trice.

" Why, Mr. Conlon!” cried the amazed
girl. .
“Don‘t be surprised,” encouraged I’at,
cheerfully. “Dhis thafe av dhe wurruld
has come to dhe length av his rope, so he
has, and Oi’m dhe knot at dheend av
dhat same, so Oi am. He is dhe gossoon‘
pwhat robbed the. bank, killed poor Wat-
kins, and did all dhe rest av dhe divil—
ment!“ \

I’erspiration stood out on Spraker’s fore
head in great bends, an be tried to stam-
mer a denial, but he could not speak. .

Pat made sure of the other fellow, and
then said further.

“ Now, Miss Gor‘man, are dhere any
more av dhe same around. here, d’ye
know? Just throt them out, if dhere
are.” ' .

While they were talking the tread of
hoofs was heard, and, uftcr‘a moment of
listening, Pat raised his voice and called
out, in his hearty, cheerful way:

“ Conic roight along, me b’ys! 0i have
them dead to roights, so Oi have!”

There Was immediately a cheer, and
horsemen came, plunging through the un-
dergrow'tll—Deadwood Dick, Charlie Gor-
man. and a couple. of the colored boys
from German's stables. ,

The latter sent up cheer after cheer, on
seein their employer’s dailghter alive and
wel . v

The prisoners were mounted, Pat Con-

time, and when they rode into town, the
citizens came pouring out from every-
where to shout their welcome.

Deadwood Dick rode straight with them
to Gorman’s cottage, where they entered
before the fact 1 of, their coming was
.known, and Mr.” German and his wife
were taken by surprise. The latter turned
pale as death, but perhaps that would
have been considered only natural.

Immediately, hoWever, she rccOvered,
to play her part further, and ran to em-

posed. '-

‘.‘ We have had enough of that sort of
thing, madam," he said, coldly.

" Wh—wh-—what do you mean?” the
woman gasped. .'

“ What do you mean, indeed?" cried the
banker, indignantly. . .

“I mean, sir,” answeredblck, as,he
snapped a pair of handcuffs on “the
woman'swrlsts, “that this woman has
been at the bottom ‘of all this ’ trouble

Joseph Spraker.”

,,“ Good heavens! Reubenlv You will
not believe that against 'me—Hne, your
wife! It is false—4818a!" ; ‘

false it is," asserted Dick. '

German.
is,” suggested the detective.
_ “ It is the _5-truth,”
forcefully. “I overheard all that/"she
had to say toSlpraker. at the rear of the
yard last-night, and—~" ‘
tor tin-pretended one, an was I‘picked’nzp
M Dick told Mr.
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peen, or, by dhe powers! av 0i don’t bore

ion took chargeiof them, and the others I
set out for Dollarville without loss of'

brace Betty, but Deadwood Dick lnter- '

and myster , working your min. to, ale-s y 
vale her rascally brother, known here as .. g

“I have ample proot'to show how.”
“Mr. Bristol, it is. imiiQSSlblel”.gas-ped I I
“Ask your boy there how impossmle it: ‘ ) ,,
amid Charlie,  “

‘Ylth it» cry'“=tlie woman fell .in  faint. g7; ' ‘

and 'fdfupbn a lounge, and foi'thWIthlll'} “
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frotn jail, and Spraker and Mrs. German
Were put there in his stead.

'So, also, was the other fellow who had
been arrested. and the arrest of a third
soon followed; and so the whole of the
miserable wretehes Were, put where they"
could do no harm. ‘

At the trial they confessed everything,
since there was no use of denial, in the
faee of all the proofs amassed against
them. Sprakel‘ and his sister Were both
had, and had been from the first. They
had come, adventurers, to Dollarvilie,
and their first scheme had Worked splen-
didly—that was. the marriage of the sis-
ter to Mr. Gmanan. But. that. had not
paid them as Well asythey had hoped, so
they plotted further.

The reader has seen 1103' the whole ex-
tent of their piottings, so 'no need to
dwell upon it. Spraker was the one who
had robbed the bank. He had first stolen
the keys and pistol from 'i‘rilhnan, by
entering his room at the hotel. and by ex-
ercising mesmeric intiuen‘ee over the
sleeping cashier. had induced him to dis-
close the combination that would open
the safe door. After the robbery, in
which a murder had to be committed for
safety, the keys and pistol were returned
in the same manner.

The whole clique suffered the extrune
penalty of the law, finally.

The town of Doliarviile. gave Deadwood
Dick :1 great ovation, and the case was
«one that the citizens never tired of talk-
ing about. .

Pat Conlon. too, came in for a share of
the honors along with Dick. and the
Prince of Detectives declared that he was
.as good an aide as he had ever "worked.
with upon a ease. Naturally. Pat felt
.consideraible of pride.

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Rnlph Rudy, Ibo Hoisl Boy Doucllvo.

Tony Thorns, the Vszsbond Data-mu.

' Reporter-Detective: or, Prod Fiyor's Blissord.

AWI 0 Joe: or. A Boy nftho Enos.

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146 Kit Baldy, Detertivu; nr, Silver Star, the Boy Knight.

168 Kit Bandy In Texas; or. The Young Mustangor.

308 Kit Randy‘s (‘utehg or, The Boy Heroules.

428 Kit Randy’s Right. Bower; or,l'lnbySnm.lho noyGinnt
444 “00p; er, Little Buckskin. the Contour.
Kit. Randy's Slick Scheme; or. olilTOm Rattler.

Kit. Randy’s Deliverance; or. Banner Hm.

680 Kit Randy’s Fur-d; ur,Dnumleu Drm, the Freelance.
g3! lliilt. liturgy rah“?! 0r,'l‘lreintnnt(;innt. ‘

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799 Kit. linndy‘s Bi: Run-tie: or, Saddle King Sum.
804 Kit Randy’s Brigade; or, DnnI the Mounésin Guide.
53 Jack Drew. the Neurosis. or, Enzlo'Kit the Bov Demon.
17‘! Jack Drew‘s Drop; nr, Little Hurrirnne, the
2209 Joel; Drew in Deadwood; or, Prospect. Pole.

87 Keen Knife on Guard: or, Antelope Abo,the Boy Guido
Ii Keen-Knife. the Prince ot‘tho l'rnines.

' the Young Worm-ring Jew.
4i Lou-o Jar-k. the

58 The Border Bin
71 ilelavrnre hick.

iuin; or. The Young; “'hirlwlnd.

Young Mustang".

or, The Secret. Foo.
Young Ranger Spy.
V the Young Trsppor Ranger.
l an or; or, Th..- Helms.
lure shot lie-t , the
cor-Fare Soul. the Silent Hunter.
Did Solitary, the Hermit Trapper.
Tens Terror.
Dick; or, Trapper Tom’s Castle.
lidlre, the Young Prslrlo Nnmsd.
Ifloll "eta-t ve 3‘ or Tho Little Ru:
D-islulsed Gui e; or, ll
‘S‘vil "all, the Young Prsirio Rsnpr.
In Mike, the Boy Shsrpshooter.
Foxfire, tho Bo Spy; or, Old Csiob Arbucklo. .

Demon; nr, nlnbolt the RII‘OI’.
. ingJoe, the Boy Ram-hero.
409 "err-Isles; ur, Dick, the Boy Ranger.
4 Webi’oot Mose, the Trnm Detoctiva.
57 Wincodfoot Fred; or, it! Polsr Ssui.
68 Tom-roe Tom. the Hi; Trnpror Bay.
482 Stonewall Bob, tho Boy Trotsn.
M! Blundering Basil, the Hermit Boy Trsppor. .
85” Doll Barr, tho l’inlns Freelance.
0 Norway Nels, the Big 30v Mountaineer.
hlnnd Harry. the Wizard Riflomsn.
888 P0 or Jack, ills Detective Sport.

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BY CHARLES MORRIS.

Will flowers, the Boy Doiocilvo.
the Boss Boy.
te; or, Nicodemus. the Dog muslin.
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WIN” re, the Thoroughbrsd.
ck lieu, Will “'ildiire s Rscor.
Ike Merry the Hnroor Pollco Boy.
lidlre in the Wood
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kottr or, Mysterios of Now York.
oe set. the Book Runno
or, Will

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Jolly Vusoond.
«wake Jen-v, Demure; or Entombed Ailvs.
‘ e l or. Tao Manon othwiHl-losriy.
or: a Fan 1 or onor.
Boots. the Boy Fireman! : or, Too h
506 The Secret tier-vice Bo Detective.
ll l A b Ammc “'oivos.
rituals: or. T‘hegoli in tho Fold.
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Dsisy Downer".-
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BY CAPTAIN FRED. WIIITTAKEB.

The Res-Cot; or. The Witch orDu-ieu.
k)", Tho Don’s Dsnghhr.
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BY CAPT. J. F. 0. ADAXI.

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Dave, the Dsnd
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48 Rim-k John, the Road-Agent; or, o Oullsw's Rotrost.
65 Hurricane Bill 1 or, Mustang Sum snd His Psrd.
119 Mustsn SQIILOI’.TliB King oitho Plains.
186 Night-ifawk 'it; or, The Dsuzhter oftho Rsnch.
144 Dainty Lsneo the Boy Sport.
16! Panther Paul: or,l)slnv.y Lanco to the Boson
160 The Black Giant: or, Dainty Lsnco in Joe y.
168 Deadly Bush; or. Fighting Fire with Firs. .
184 The Boy Trailers; or, Dainty Lsncopn tho Wu-Psth.
208 Tho Bo Pards: or. Dointy Lsnce Unmuks.
.11 Crooke Cale, the Cnlibnn or' CoiutisICily.
810 The Burro-res Wolf; or, Tho Beautiful Decoy.
819 The Binek Rider: or, The liorso-‘i'hioros’ Loscuo.
.35 0 d Double Fist. wr, 'l‘ho Sir-nu Guido \
‘55 he Kiri: oi'the nods: or. Diurnal Boone's Lssi'l‘nli.
It Fox. the Border BOfiDoiociivo. ‘
hlm'ssplll Dan. the 0‘ Tanner. .
hineanin Iinn’s Set-on rail.
nine-pin Don's Home Stretch.
d Crazy, the Man Without A flood.
[git-lies". Lute'o Legacy.
ht-lleort. Lute’n Lost 'iraii.
Vvs b -. u the Shoshone. “L
Var; on r, ill: "nil-Bland; QT, Bardpr Beale gt 3";
V“ b -. T, the Hostile; or, The Bordor Besglo’s Troll.
verb M e the Friendly; 0r, The Border Reggie's Boy PM

BY T. C. IIAIIBAUGIIJ

8 Nick 0' the Night; or. Tim y Spy oi ’7‘. t.
7 The Hidden Lodge; or Tho rule Hunter. § ~ .4!
Nightly lg Nut ur, The Forest Cs ins. v 5' ‘
“and u 4"; er, ‘l‘he Outlaws of tho on Trait.
Kit 1 nrefoot, the Wood-Hawk; or, Old Powder-(m.
Midnight Jot-k; or, The Bo Trapper.
(Md Frosty, the Guide; or, T to. Vi bite Quoon.
Kiowa “Orley the White Moslsngor.
Jud L leis Jra (-r.'l'ho B.» “(n-nu,
“01:91?! r, rim 5 mrt; or, 0 Girl Arsngor.
Tornado on: or. njun Jock From Red Con.
Ned Tue-pie. tho Border Boy; or. The Mad Hunter.
Arimnsaw: or. The Qn-wn at Fate’s Rovon‘o.
Navajo Nick. on. Dev Gold Humor.
‘15 Captain Ballet 3 er. Lima Tonluiot's Cmssdo.
“I Plueky Phil: or. flour, the Ron Jezebel.
.41 Bill Brsvo: nr, Tn. Rough- of the Rocltlu.
.55 Captain Apolle rho King-Pin ni’ Bowl».
'0'! The Buckskin {Detectives or. The Rim: of Road-upon.-
879 Old Will-hr or, 'l'ho Buck-sin Imiuersloeo.
994 D nor-lie Don: or. ’l'hs Bowls Binds or (locum
80. The Mountnin Ileteetivo r or, Tho Trigger iior Bully.
318 Old Erilpso. Trumn Curd-ofAr-isons.
820 The Ten l’nrdst pr. ‘l‘ho Terror of Toke-Noun.
.88 iii;’ Benson: or. Tno Qnoen of the Lvso.
84‘ Pull”; flu“; or, Red Thunderboli’s Secret. .
56 Cool film and I’nw‘fr or Tho Tomb]: Six.
308 Velvet Foot. the lndrsn Detective. *
3’10 Captain Cutlass: or, ’i he Bv-ccsnoor’s Girl For.
390 Rough Rob or. The fwln Chsmplons of Blue Blues.
411 The Ellison mono: or. The Ross c Roach Robin.
4218 ii'eiix Fox. the Boy Spotter: or, Tho Gold Gsn’gofNew York.
435 Turns Trump. the Border Rattler.
“6 PM] Fin-h. the New York Fox: or The Mysloryoi'Roomfl.
us The City Vampires: or._k.a Rolie’s rim...
Mil line A tin-t Filly; or, 'I he Lost Mun oflno Bur.
470 'i‘he oy Shadow; or. Fall: Fox's Hunt.
477 'i‘ho Excelsior Sport: or. The Wuhhgtonflprmer.
‘99 wingie Sigh tho Downy-oil Sport. ,
50. bonded on. the Fish! Ferret.
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58“ Dis-Ir; the Dori: Ferret.
548 Dodger Dir-k s Double: or. The Riv-i Buy Mus.
“I Dos leer Dick’s Desperate Case.
8 or men. the Boy Vidorq; or, The Gong of Three. .4
578 The or. ill. down: or, Dedcar Dick’s Stop Game.
8. had or iris-R’s Drop ,or, The Man hamlet-sq.
394 “ti o Ln. tho Street- in." Detective. '1‘
01. Old Bldg-er, the Gold Shark: or. TnnyShs on Gnord ' "
m The Chump!” Yards; or. Thr Luciloro Silver Roi -
luck no... the Dock For Deboctive. ' '
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Hilly illusion. the Dov Beagle.
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noisy hell. the Pun-omens Dolocilvo; or, Tapping Big Gsmo.
lly “’lnks. the Bell-Boy Detective.
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“0 Ton arr-y, Torn. the Bed Wlurd
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843 Clip. the battery Ferrel: on, not .ours In! Play
89? ibnvy Doon’s Bl; Bonner.
90 Bondy Nugget, tho Bo" Shadow. \

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604 ro- For the an oi llro; 0r, Among the Vulgar“.
619 The Bo run) What or.’i‘ho Don-bio Gripwmass
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:74 Clear Grit Col, tho Nova-Ssr-Dlo Dotson".

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10‘ "0.1" ° . - ‘ *2. 889 into Jim'I New ole; or, Blcyclo Ben. 8‘? ",k , . y T “I, he
wood Dick 0 Duke; or. lbe Double Crou Sign. ..‘ Yak. "I. of Yub. n.‘ mek :‘ou‘n “ea I u...‘
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'8” I.“ I'M' I. "'e k,‘ 0- u o" ' "m ' n c “L .l' Frill to illc Frown or, The Venlrlloqulai Hunter 777 Ne“ .n-v- Benin,‘ 0, Th; Rh" .MMI.'T'mI'
149 if." d Dliek'I ".me ".Ifl 0" mum“ Bil". id ’4‘ file". “an” m. homi" Ian": 0" A 5m.” D"°"°'° 7‘4 Dit‘k I’M-x or 1 h. sharpl'nd Shark. or New York.
1 s I e“ "’1' ° ' B" ""1"" 0" A (;'"‘°° 0“, ' .48 8--erra flan-v- Secret; or The Bloody Footprlnu. 7,“ "‘4‘ ,n- h hon." or A M” an“, Huh.
6 k“ " "h"?! u”“' T' "if ' PM“ "'-" I58 8--erra San-'- Pard; or,‘ he Angelo! Bl Vluto. 1" mck ,oo- i. r“.- o '
1:? Real wood Dick‘- Dreaau 07+ he lulu ol’tho Road. .58 5‘". s...»- seve. on-rh. SW“ 3” m ’98 "0" h... h ‘he “ 13 “I”.
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“7 gr“ *0“. '9“: he”. "f"‘ 89 Deal -I"aee. Detective; or, Life in New York. 5" "0k 'u-i. “1...”. lg,“
"l eadwood Dick I "gill-I Iani. Oi. The llo Detective: or. Gold Rifle, the Shambootor. 819 "ck "u-I- “I” lm..
3 Hold-Dani i ; A Inance of Rourh- Ind Touhl. 9. “v.te._ ‘y. m, when"; 0" Ant). Ind Ann“. “.9 "Pk ’0"... Shin.“ "no-L
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891 Deadwood Diek’l Doaeoi or, The run ol'PlIIntoI-n Flau  art:   It»,  Sharp.

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44: Deadwood Dick. Jr I, Hi, In- Crhmon Crmonl Sln. mi ('Iu on floor, Ihn lIuIrIlo Demon: or, The Border Valium «’35 Hut-cc mm .., 0.5.,“ pf“.
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4?! Deadwood Dick. Jr.'a. form“; or Bowman Bill. .1 'luvkho"! I" ' 0(Ln | I; ' “fll. Tam "i C 70? {ed-fera'l Lao! 'l'raili or. The Red Somhreroihml.
426 Deadwood Ind", “59., no: "define. If: 3::gai‘l2et‘gfyr. m; simulator n Slitlux Bu I Imp.  bud l'gallptzn final-:46», Th. Bufi420a¥ldflul 
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49w Deadwood IIIek’. Jr.'I: Intern-nee. "3 3"" 2"” T; ,L'JFfi a”; “ff Th 3 N B 644 runerfly {Billy'n m-qu-e- A
500 Deadwood Dick. Jr.’I DI age. I“ "'“d 'fim'k 'f N‘ .o'd' "n 3. ° 'g'r’” '0'" 660 utierfly llilly, Iho l'onv l‘xpreu Rluer.
608 Deadwood Dick. aria. De veraaee. "7 NPb'f "' °h  kflnw' _' f"?',m‘".“"l‘ 656 utterfly Hilly'I Mon iluni.
515 no...“ luck Jr... ance‘ I!“ “lid rank I a .u" gr II fl'VO, o’r‘, .m} . yl Alva. .8. “Hula, Inllyyl Bon--‘~
628 Deadwood D ck. J.» 5, TI"... .36 Audio lllllp the 1M ‘ o'm‘do- 0"- °Wdy Km" 5“ Kent Kingdom 01"lheUIll oIthe Overlnnd.
” m-d'”¢ ’ “B. Jam, 1"..." n.1'k.’ .40 cyclone Kn, the Yongu Cindi-Mr; or, The Locked Valley. ‘10 Ke-t K'n‘do-.. 8..do‘.er; 0L"... CM‘ Que”.
as; Deadwood D eu'. Jr.'I, II...“ nu... '7 “h ’“v "" M “if; °'-'“" “W """- 515 Kent Kiagdoa‘a Duel; thhe sumon scout.
539 Deadwood n «I. Jr. In Texan. '9’ .A "m l. “" “"3" 7° 1"“ one (ent Kingdoa'n no... or,ThI suck-Inn Ave-m.
5‘4 ""d'm ' c 9 th “l. wnd w.“ WM .0. Liz. Jane‘ibe Mr Miller: or. the lIon-Nernd Soon. ‘4‘ “It” Ru. “0".” or. he “mnnun of Bunwb.
540 Deadwood lIIeL’. Jr: on IIII kettle  :roI'irilfc :1: ’13:?ihgfézlfio‘ardatfizy Dufln'm" 550 Laltte’e Legacy: or. The Annual Sou.
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695 Deadwood ick Jr., in Beellebub’a Baal-u. ‘90 Br..‘w.’ “my, m. Boom“). an“. u.“ up ".5: In. Stun-Boy Deioeil’ve.
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61! Deadwood D oil: In. in Detroit. 31 “:::d::: m" y'. no“; "and, 494 surly 9|... the Ylunrh lgyl'fllfl [tor-tho.
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eadwood l! ek. Jr., in Nevada; .05 numb", Billy or,'lhe Boy Detective IBlzln-loc. 509 Jaek J?Ien. "3° “‘c 9' y 1 M 0-”
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654 Deadwood Dick: III-"'Araong the Smugglers. mm u:::d::; Bill; i'lll Texas; or, The Rlver Rulilefl. 551 Nlek Nettle. iho Bo - Shldow: or,The Old Well Myuury.
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09:5 Deadwood «In. at Danger Divide.    l5'1an‘r'a-‘izi or. The Three Detective. :23 ilael-t "tablffie; the ".71.; Hummer.
70" "CO‘IWOM' 'i I. JP-"v "Polo 769 “roadway Iii y, Ihu Retrlmvr Dun-m". 689 Rum-lee flaul the .xme-Tmln Ferret. s“
704 lie-dw-od "It-k. Jun. at Jack-Pot. 175 Broadway m y‘l Shadow Chane. . 049 “main Bob.i I 3...",- mam: or. Swept-r t PM So!-
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eadw'ood lliek, Jr.‘I. Still III-It. m; “roadway 1" "'- Tm..." m, 1}... Combine! Bl. Pull. 6H8 saltpeur Roi. Ihe New York Navigator
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764 Deadwood DiI-k, Jr.:I, Lone "and. 526 "roadway "I y Amour Jeraey Til-II. 7i“ (‘aIl-ofl Pale, ihe Sen-moat Detective.
774 Deadwood DiI-Il, Jl’.,l, Defeat. ~88 "roadway III ’:I Rah . 824 flower Billy, the Bunro Bouncer.
776i Deadwood DII- . JI’.'I. lie-urrcetion. an” Broadway Ill y I “It lloom. fill? The ll Four of the Bowery.
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792 Deadwood Dink, JP."I. Double Device. :53 |;:3:d::§ m ;'. "ll-d; or,1‘h:‘?Io'thlack StowIwa. 8!:5 Th:  Broadway Gorilla.
:3; ueagwoog met. gran. "DJ-verfienil'enture. 862 Broadway iii y ll; laundon. nag  {loat-(Ygub Mas-oi! 4". “All; Docker'l Double Dal
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8:: “5:33:33  53.: $33?“- sso "runaway In J and the Bomb-Throwers. :33 {he mv; {git-1!; 1:33:13”??? Janitor.
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In Deadwood Dick. Jr ‘I I’rox. 90“ Emmy “"m' "w “It” s"""' 908 lillllemillue- lllaz’e thr had «with» Dockl-
Hlil Deadwood Dick: Jrzza: ('lutq- ..  6:33;;fflutlr'k;;eJI':‘I:::f¢i-'e!eouve 90? Rediii. “ll-he... "2“. no, K4_‘I_“' '
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~95 "tzdnzgd lnzk; J::I:: l,;:hieufi:‘vz‘.-°' 5.4 The {I‘IIIQQI' Deteeirivex or. Rodllght Ralph’o Retolve 931 Elm “no 'Ch-fl:ml:e:verg or, Fightlng the Tuughn “Inna.
mu DI-mlwood DiI-k. Jpn. Trade-Mark. 54” Mambo MIME: Yr;- m'crfl'f- ' H D N c - I ~ - K - ‘_
910 Deadwood nit-k. Jr., at 'IIB-Top. 5‘" Air-Line l;uke o ounIR-v-II I've—Inca“ e l 08 t0 I“ 923 Sol Hnarrve. DeteI-glvqs or, HIyued Rume) I Doublo
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04“ (Vowhof Hid, ihe Cattle-Kenn Deieeiive. 9‘" mo" 0 d‘fitv thr‘ulhrd I“. ..r 928 Dea'dzvood to 9 Bvl'i‘o I Wh" I." o! 0?. 0 TI *
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788 Tnlm Tom. Ihn Mad Proepeeior. ' A New lune Every Tool”.
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773 The Ila-tier of Rolling Stone. | Kan-o’- Kil'i on“. M Rich! Huntl- "m." m.“ n on“ ‘-
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