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The Surgeon Scnfit to the Hascue.

A ROMANCE OF THE
FIGHTING BRAVES um Bucxsxms.

BY COLONEL PRENTISS INGRAHAM.

CHAPTER I.
THE SILENT WITNESS.

“AH! Indians! and I am in close quar-
ters.

“What! from the other Side. too?

” I am between two firms and in for it, that
is certain.

“But, so far, as I see but one coming from
the east. and one from the west, is is not so
bad, after all."

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was Buffalo Bill, introduces him at once to
my auditor, for William F. Cody has made
for himself fame that is world Wide. and his
title, won as a scout, Indian-fighter and
guide, is known in every part of the country
of which he is such an honored and magnifi-
cent type of the representative American.

It was away hack in the days of frequent
Indian wars, when the red~men were fight
ing hack the advance of civilization, and our
brave army was struggling to protect the
frontier from their ravages, a time that tried
men‘s souls, and made heroes in the fort and
on the trail.

Chief of scouts at Fort Ready, Buffalo
Bill was wont to go out from the post upon
Jung and lone scouting expeditions into the
Indian country to see just what the red-
skins were about. and thus give timely notice
of an intended (lash upon fort or settlement,
or to watch and report the changes of Indian
villages, so as to keep them under surveil-
lance.

lie was returning from such an expedition
alone and with his horse well worn, when he
halted early to camp, finding a piece of tim-
ber like an island in the sea, for it was sur-
rounded on all sides with prairie, and only
in the distance on the westward being visible
:1 range of hills.

There was a spring in the timber, thickets
of mulerbrush, some large trees and groups
of rocks scattered here and there—the very
spot for a camp, or a place in which to stand
at bay against a foe.

The tired scout was glad to have reached
so goid a biouvac ground, glad for his own
sake, and for his faithful horse, who so much
needed rest.

He had staked his horse out in abit of
meadow land, had spread his blankets. got-
ten out his haversnck of provisions, and was
cobecting wood for his fire when he suddenly
spied the form of a hors * and rider looming
up over a prairie riie to the eastward, and
fully a couple of miles away.

He naturally supposed that others were
following. and taking a glance around the
lxn‘izon, to his surprise he saw in the west—
ward another horse and rider.

Again he supposed that others followed
this one also.

He watched them attentively, glancing
from one to the other and then said aloud:

“ They are alone, that is certain, and that
means that it is a meeting at this point, for
each has seen the other by this time, and
shows no surprise. v

“Yes. and they are big chiefs, too, by
their head-dresses, and my glass will soon
show me their tribes.”

IIe leveled his field-glass, which was
swung to his belt in a case, first at one then
at the other, and mused aloud:

“ That one to the westward is a full-
fledged chief, to be togged out as he is in
all that fincry and feathers, and he is a
Sioux.

“The other is a Pawnee, and also a big
chief, high up in his tribe, as his war—bonnet
shows.

“ Their horses are also decked out in full
regalia, and their coming here to meet each
other alone either means a secret council
to bur the hatchet between their tribes
and umte against the pale faces, or to meet
each other in a duel and settle some private
affair between them.

“ No, they are in full war«paint and that
decides it; they have come here to fight.

“Now for me to lie low and see the
duel!

“ Yes. I’ll be a silent witness and chip in
only if I see a chance to make a deal to favor
the ale-faces.”

ith this Buffalo Bill crept away from
his point of observation to a group of rocks,
where he could lie hidden and see what took
place.

Of course if the red-skins, whatever their
motive in coming there, discovered his pres-
ence, then he must take the chances of a fight
with them.

But, this did not seem to trouble him in
the least, as he calmly awaited their ap-
proach.

CHAPTER II.
THE DUEL 014‘ THE RED GLADIATORS.

Tun two chiefs came slowly toward the
timber, each one in sight of the other now,

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for their trails were to the northward of the
motto, and bore obliquely toward it.

They were half a mile from the meeting-
point when the scout went into his place of
ambush, and a mile from each other.

“’l‘hevarc promptly on time,” muttered
Buffalo Bill.

“ I wonder how they would like me for a
second or for umpire?

“ They would drop their quarrel and make
war against me, I guess, so I must lie low,
for awhile, at least.”

Nearer and nearer the two Indians came,
and their eyes were fixed upon each other as
they approached.

Just as Buffalo Bill, who knew the Indian
character perfectly, had suspected they
would, they did net ride into the timber. but
halted within a hundred yards of each other,
and each dismounted and staked out his
pony.

Then they hung their rifles and bows and
arrows upon their saddles, and throwing off
their extra paraphernalia, began to slowly
walk toward each other.

It was half an hour before sunset now, and
the prairie was as quiet as a country church-
yard.

The ponics did not crop grass, but stood
regarding their masters as though conscious
that something of moment was on hand.

In the deep recesses of the timber not a
leaf stirred, and neither chief suspected that
therein lurked a foe who was the deadliest
enemy their tribes had wLet they wore on
the war—path.

Had they suspected then that the famous
and dreaded Pa-e-has-lcfi'r was so near, they
would gladly have made common cause
against him.

But it would have been the death—knell of
either. or both, to have then advanced upon
him, for his trusty VVinchcstt-r was at his
side, and they would have found him ready
for the fray whenever they wished to begin
it.

As the two chiefs advanced upon each
other to engage in the duel, their ponies
staked out behind them, their long war-bon-
nets of eagle-feathers falling almost to their
feet, their right hands clasping their long,
ghttering knives, while their left arms were
protected by a rude rawhide shield, and Buf-
falo Bill crouching in the timber watching
them, it made up a picture that was most
stirring and impressive.

Nearer and nearer they drew, each wary,
cunning, determined and fearless —~— each
thirsting for the life and scalplock of the
other.

Buffalo Bill now recognized them both—
“Knife Killer,” the great young Pawnee
chief, noted for his daring rushes upon his
foes and taking their lives with his knife
alone; and “Death Dealer,” the young Sioux
chief who was also famed for his encounters
with his trusty blade, in hand'-to-hand en-
gagements.

For some reason these two knights of the
knife had met to settle their difficulty with
a duel to the death, alone and with knives.

What their motive was Buffalo Bill could
not guess, but he was there, a silent witness
of the encounter, and he felt the impressive-
ness of his situation and re'oiced that they
had not brought their pic ed warriors as
seconds.

No, it was to be a duel to the death there
between them!

They Could have used their rifles, their
bows, or rushed upon each other mounted
and settled the affair.

But no, it was to he a. knife fight afoot,
each disdaining to take advantage of the
other. '

Like gladiators they advanced. ready to
leap upon each other when near enough, and
when either one saw an opening for a deadly
blow.

Suddenly the Pawnee chief, Knife Killer,
gave the wild war-er of his tribe and made
a bound toward the ioux. -

Instantly the cry was defiantly answered
by Death Dealer, and the two were upon
each other,

Two savage lunges Were made and the raw-
hide shields caught the blades, buried to the
hilt in them.

With a twist they were whipped out, and

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again descended, and each this time found
flesh to sheathe them in, for the Pawnee‘s
blade sunk into the arm of the Sioux, the lat-
ter’s into the thigh of his foe.

’l‘hen thick and fast rained the blows, of-
tener striking the shields thrust between to
guard the bodies, but now and then cutting
into flesh and graling on bone until the
ground reddened beneath the feet of those
deadly red duelists.

Suddenly, the Pawnee slipped. tried to
recover himself, but fell, and with a wild cry
his foe, though badly wounded, sprung up-
Olll him, his knife uplifted to deliver the final
b ow.

But, it never reached the heart of the Paw-
nee, for Buffalo Bill sprung from his hiding-
place and hurled the Sioux backward from
his prostrate enemy!

CHAPTER III.
A FRIEND non LIFE.

THAT the Pawnee chief was hurt there
was no doubt, for he was bleeding from half
a dozen wounds, but he arose to his feet,
knife in hand, and stood glaring at his red
foe, and also at the splendid-looking pale-
face, who had saved him from certain death
and acted not an instant too soon.

The Sioux had fallen in avily, when hurled
backward by the scout, but still grasped his
knife, though the foot of Buffalo Bill pinion-
ed his arm down to the ground.

Ilis other arm seemed helpless, for he thus
lay quiet, but defiant. and looking savagely at
the man who had prevented him from killing
his foe. .

“ The Death Dealer is badlv wounded—let
him drop his knife,” said Buffalo Bill, speak-
ing in the Sioux tongue.

“ The Death Dealer is no coward dog; let
the pale-face kill him!” was the defiant reply
of the Sioux, while the Pawnee stood like a.
statue, gazing at both.

“ The l’a-e-has-ka strikes not a wounded
brave. Ile would spare. the Death Dealer to
go his way. Let him give up his knife.”

But the reply was a defiant war-cry, and
secingthat the Sioux was determined to (ie
rather than yield, Buffalo Bill bent over, and
by an effort of his giant strength, twisted
the knife from the chief’s hand, and threw
it to one‘side.

As he did so he saw a change come over
the face of the lndian; a strange hue showed
beneath the war-paint; he grasped for breath-
and Buffalo Bill knew that the Death Dealer
had been continuing his fight after he had
received his death wound! but though death-
stricken. the implacable savage would have
killed the Pawnee!

Suddenly the head of the Sioux fell back;
his lips moved; he tried to utter his death4
cry of defiance but the sound ended in a
deatlrrattle and the chief was dead!

Quickly the scout turned to the Pawnee
and said, speaking in his language:

“ The Knife Killer is a great chief; he has
slain the greatest of the Sioux chiefs in a
personal combat, so the scalp. the pony, and
the weapons of the Death Dealer are his.

“ But the Knife Killer is wounded and the
Pa-e-has-ka will dress his wounds and let
him go his way.“

The Pawnee looked at the scout in amaze.
ment. He had stood on guard, ready to
fight the pale-face after the death of his red
foe. for he certainly expected to have an-
other combat to the death.

Yet, not only had the scout saved him
from the last deadly blow, when at the
mercy of the Sioux, but he now spoke to
him as a brother, not as an enemy.

He could not understand it, and so still
stood. bleeding from his wounds, gazing in
wonder at the white man.

Seeing that he was indeed badly wounded,
and would bleed to death, Buflalo Bill at
once unbuckled his belt of arms and placing
them at his feet, advanced unarmed appar.
ently toward the red-skin.

“My red brother, the Knife Killer, is
bleeding to death. Iwill help him,” he
said.

The Indian now realiZed that the scout did
not intend to be hostile after all cf his proof
of friendship: and more. he could feel that
be sadly needed aid, and so said, in a low

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chief will trust him."

" You are wise, chief, for you are bleeding
to death as fast as a horse can run," said
Buffalo Bill in his dry way, and leading the
Indian over to where his saddle was, he
hastily took from a pocket in it a little case
of medicines, lint, conrt~plaster and other
things needed.

Ile glanced over the wounds, nine in num-
ber, with the eye of one used to such sights
and experienced in caring for them, and
quickly filling his canteen at the spring, he
bathed off the one bleeding most freely,
stanched the blood, and drew the gaping
gush together and held it there with plaster.

The other wounds were then dressed in
the order of their seriousness, and when all
was done, the sun was just touching the
horizon.

The eyes of the Indian had constantly
wandered over toward the spot Where lay
the Death Dealer; he seemed to look as
though the scalp of his foe would be as
balm in Gilead to his wounds.

This Buffalo Bill saw and so said:

“Now tramp over and yank that scalp
from the head of the Death Dealer, and
you‘ll feel better; then come back and I‘ll
have your blankets spread for you, and get
some supper, for I happen to know that a.
(lying lnjun can eat a good meal, and you
are only about half dead.”

“ Pa-e~has-ka great chief. Knife Killer his

‘blrothcr for life,”said the Indian impressively.

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CHAPTER‘ IV.

TAKING nu} cushions.

WHEN the gory trophy of his victory, the
'scalp of Death Dealer the. Sioux chief hung
at his belt, the Knife Killer felt deculedly
better!

The sharp twinges of pain from his wounds
were as nothing to him in that moment of
signal triumph.

The scout had brought his blankets from
his pony and placed them in the shelter
of the rocks near where he had spread his
own.

Here he made the Indian lie down, while
he secured the saddle and traps of the Sioux
and placed them near him to look over,
while he led the two ponies to where his
own horse was and staked them out.

It was now dark, but Buffalo Bill had
built a fire, sheltered from view by the rocks
and surrounding thickets, and he was pre
paring a supper which greatly interested
Knife Killer.

He had some _'uicy venison steaks, bacon,
crackers and co ee, and he cooked enough
to allow for the very liberal appetites of two
men.

The Pawnee did not seem to wholly un-
derstand the situation.

There he was camping, being cared for
and fed, and having had his life saved by a.
pale-face scout whom his people feared more
than any other human being.

His people were at war with the pale-
faccs; the Pa ehas kn. had often followed
the trail of his braves and had led the sol-
diers to their villages, and his warriors had,
time and again, fallen under his deadly aim;
yet here he was with that same deadly foe
as thick as two brothers.

Buffalo Bill had stanched his wounds and
dressed them, had given over to him the
“trophies of his victory over the Sioux, and
was now iving him a substantial supper!

Knife iller ate in silence, either from be—
*ing lost in thought. or not wishing to sus-
pend eating for conversation.

Whatever the motive he ate heartily, and
the scout encouraged him in the act.

When at last the meal was over, Knife
Killer held out his gory hand for the scout to
take.

Buffalo Bill ignored the gore and grasped
it warmly.

“Knife Killer Pa-e-has-ka’s friend."

“Yes, the pale-face and the rcdskin are
pards, '

“ The Knife Killer is badly wounded, and
his white brother will take him to his peo
ple, to whom he will carry the scalp of the
great chief, Death Dealer.”

“The Death Dealer is a dog ofa Sioux.
He sent a runner to the village of the Pawnee

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for the Knife Killer to meet him here and
tight with knives.

“ The Knife Killer came; the Pa-e-has‘ka
saw all.

“ Knife Killer had given the Death Dealer
a wound to kill, but his foot slipped; he fell,
and the Sioux Chief would have killed him,
too, had not the white chief been his friend.

“ The heart of the Knife Killer is not bad;
he loves his white brother for saving his life.

“ He is badly wounded and would die,
but for the care of the Pa—c-has-ka, for his
village is far from here.

“If the white chief will go with him the
people of the Knife Killer will be his friends;
they will welcome him, and the tomahawk
will be buried between the Knife Killer’s
people and the pale-faces.

“Are the ears of the white chief open?”

“ You bet they are, chief, and drinking in
all that Knife Killer says,” answered Buffalo
Bill, iuhis dry way.

" I am taking big chances,” he continued,
“to go to your village, for a bullet or an
arrow quickly ends a life, and your young
braves do not idolize Inc to any alarming ex
tent, unless it is my scalp-lock; but I‘ll take
the risk and go with you this once, for much
good may come of it, if I can get the Paw-
nees allied with us against the Sioux.

“Yes, I’ll go with you, Knife Killer, and
accept your hoSpitality.”

Finding that the chief spoke English fairly
well, Buffalo Bill had spoken in that
language, and though Knife Killer could
not master all that the scout had said, he in-
terpreted it his own way, as a compliment
to himself and his people, and again held
forth his hand for the scout to shake.

Buffalo Bill then filled the chief's pipe and
his own with tobacco, and the two smoked
together like old pards.

At last, after looking again to the wounds
of the chief, Buffalo Bill said he would bury
the (lead Sioux, for the coyotes were howl—
ing about the body, and this duty of human-
ity done he followed the example of his red
friend and went to sleep, for it was decided
to start early the next morning for the Paw-
nee village, the daring scout determined to
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CHAPTER V.
A STRING or scnm’s.

THE morning dawned to reveal to the as;
tonished eyes of the Pawnee chief that he
was lying peacefully within a few feet of his
once most dreaded enemy.

He had suffered during the night, and once
or twice had groaned with the pain of his
wounds, and instantly the sound had caught
the car of Buffalo Bill who had risen and
gone to him.

Once he had eased the pain by applying
Pond’s Extract which he had with him, and
then, after a look at the horses and a scout
around the timber he had returned to his
blankets, the Indian grateful for his kindness
to him.

Buffalo Bill knew that he was in 8. dan-
gerous locality, a half-way ground, as it
were, between the hostile tribes, and a day’s
ride from the fort.

He might run upon a scouting party of
cavalry from the fort, but. he was more apt
to meet a band of hostile Sioux or Pawnees,
so he was very cautious.

He got up early and cooked breakfast, and
the chief still retained his appetite, though
he was certainly suffering and Buffalo Bill
feared that he was going to become worse.

He led his pony up for him. aided him to
mount, and ,with the pony of the dead Sioux
in lead, started on the trail for the village of
the Pawnees, riding slowly as it was an effort
for Knife Killer to sit on his horse.

It was nearing noon and Buffalo Bill was
looking about for a camping-place for sev—
eral hours' rest. when he glanced behind him
and said quickly:

“We have got to ride for it, chief, and
fight. too, for there are Sioux on our trail I"

Knife Killer glanced coolly behind him
and said, with no show of uneasiness:

“ Umphl Sioux come on our trail, find
grave of chief and want scalp.

“ White chief no fight for Pawnee, maybe
die; him ride on and Knife Killer die like
great chief.” ,

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your acquaintance with Buffalo Bill is lim—
ited, for I am not that kind of a man.

“ There are just nine braves in that band,
and we can cut that number down, a few,
and I have no intention of letting them, get
my scalp, or yours, either.”

“ Good, brave pale-face chief!"

“ Thanks; but there is a dandy place
ahead, where we can stand them off, for it
is a pool surrounded by rocks and sheltered.-
by trees, while there is grass about the little
basin and open prairie all around it.

“ It is not half an acre in size and I have
provisions for several (lays, not to speak of
your supplies and those the chief} Death
Dealer had with him.

“ Just hold yourself together. now, pard,
and we’ll strike a lope for the place I speak
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It was evident that the greater speed
caused the Pawnee great pain, but he stood
it without a murmur, and in half an hour
they came to the basin, the ideal spot for a
small party of men to stand at bay.

The Indians on their trail had dashed for—
ward more swiftly, when they discovered
that they had been seen, and were but a mile
behind when the scout and Knife Killer
reached the basin.

llastily unsaddling the horses and staking
them out, Buffalo Bill said:

“ Make yourself comfortable, chief, for
you need rest, and if I have to call upon you
I will do so.”

“ Me ready, now."

“ No, lie down, and I’ll take care of those
fellows at the start," and the scout swung
his rifle around for use.

The Indians still came on and, enraged at
the death of their chief, for they had opened
the grave and discovered his body, they de—
termined to rush right on upon their foes,
confident of their numbers, and not knowing
just who they had to deal with.”

Buffalo Bill calmly awaited their approach,
measured the distance carefully, then raised
his rifle and pulled trigger on the young chief

.who was in advance. '

Ilc dropped from the saddle at the crack of
the ritle,a pony went down at the second
shot, a warrior toppled over at the third, and
With his wild, defiant war cry, known to all
the tribes on the prairies, Buffalo Bill sprung
over the rocky basin, pumping out lead as
be advanced upon the red skins.

His first shot had checked their rapid
advance; his second had brought them to a.
halt; the third had made them half wheel
as though to retreat, and when he appeared
advancing upon them, his rifle rattling forth

deadly hail as he did so, they turned in wild l

flight, for there was no shelter near.

The war-cry had told them who it was
that facod them so boldly, and, as braves and
ponies went down, thinning the nine warriors
by three, and dropping four of their horses,
they did not halt for their dead, but stamped-
ed in wild flight, while after them rung the
also dreaded war-cry of the Pawnee chiefl}

“ Ilcllo, chief, you here?” cried Buffalo
Bill as he now beheld the Pawnee close be-
hind him, staggering along with his own
and the Sionx’s rifle.

“ Yes. me here. White chief heap bravo.”

“ Well, we have settled those fellows and
there is a string of scalps for you, for I don’t
raise the hair of my slain," said the scout. ‘

But, Knife Killer, did, and quickly took
the three scalps, stripped the braves of their
weapons, and then retreated with Buffalo
Bill, who said:

“See here, chief, if you don’t keep quiet
I’ll have you to bury yet, for you are in a
bad way." ‘

CHAPTER VI.
LOST scour.

COLONEL MABREY MARKHAM, the com-
mandant of Fort Ready, sat in bisquarters
listening to the report of a captain of cavalry
who had been absent for several days upon
a special scouting expedition, the real cause

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for which was to find some trace of the.

chief of scouts, Buffalo Bill.

The chief of scouts had gone off alone
several weeks before to try and discover if
the Pawnees were threatening an attack up-
on the settlements or fort. and though hehad
said he would return within a week or ten
days, he had not done so.

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When more than two weeks had
and he failed to appear, Colonel
had grown most anxious regarding the popu-

lar scout and had sent Caplain Oscar Emory

and his troop [0 look him up.
The scout, Buttons, had accompanied the
troop. He was known to be a good man on

a trail and an old Indian-ii hter, while her

was devoted to his chief, Bu alo Bill.

But, when four days passed and the troop
did not return, there was an officer at the
fort who went to Colonel Markham’s quarters
and asked as a special favor to be allowed to

0 upon the trail in search of Cody, remark-
ng:
“I am really alarmed now, colonel, for
Cody’s safety. and I would request leave to
go in search of him."

Thatlofflcer was the surgeon at Fort Ready,
and yet one who had won fame as a scout
Erin? Indian-fighter second only to Buffalo

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His name is Frank Powell, for he is still
alive and a man of great pOpularity and
holding high position in Wisconsin, the State
of his adoption.

To the army known, then as the “ Fighting ,
Surgeon," he was also known as a “ Sharp- ‘

Shooter," while the Indians had given him t‘ 0
names of the “ Magic Medicine-Man ” and
“ White Beaver.”

Between the Fighting Surgeon and Buffalo 4

Bill there existed a friendship most devoted
and true as steel, and many a desperate trail
had they been on together, many a time did
the one save the other’s life.

“ Well, Powell, Captain Emory has not
returned, and as i am growing anxious for
his safet as well as Buffalo Bill's, and I
know we 1 you your skill as a scout, I will
let you go on the hunt for them.

‘ Who do on wish to take with you?"

. 80 said Co onel Markham in answer to the

lighting Sur son’s request. .

. “No one. s r, save an extra horse, which

I will use as a pack-animal, as I wish to go
well supplied." '

‘ “ I wish you had gone with Emory; but a

‘ "troog‘is at your service if you wish.”
< “ bank you, no one. I prefer to go

one.

And that night the Fightin Surgeon started
 upon the traill g

The next afternoon in came Captain
Emor and his troop, and the colonel was
listen 113 to the report of that oflcer, when

' the two are resented to the reader.
Colonel

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I were being looked out for for them.
' 1. There was societ at the fort, and a
, Vcharming militar
 half a,hundred adies and children, with
-. lovely girls galore. and yet the handsome
and rich colonel stood more chance of being
~ ambushed by an Indian than he did of being
I captured by a woman.
‘ ‘ - Captain'Oscar Emory was one of the pets
‘ f the fort, po ular with commandant,
. officers. men an the ladies, and he had de-
fservedly won his spurs on many a hard-
ton ht field.

. has he had gone on the hunt for Bnflalo
.Bill,'with Buttons on his scout, all predicted
shat he would find him or learn his fate.

' Thenanxiet began to be felt for the
ace tain and 5 men, but' he came in in

a :sa ety. ‘

He had had a brush with a band of Sioux,
and handled them roughly, and he had
noticed that they had a captive in their

\ midst, a white man, and Private Frank Fen-
., ton, who had gotten much nearer the In-
dians than any one else. making a dash into
7’ their midst and rescuing Lieutenant Felix
v strong. who was wounded slight] and
' fallen ‘ beneath, his horse, which was k iled,‘
had reported that the Sioux prisoner was a
gap in appearance very much like Buffalo
, .v‘ , /
The band of Indians had been driven in

reheat as far as Captain Emory dared venv'

~ tune with his small force, and returningto
the fort, they had met Surgeon Powell, who
was following a small trail which, he said be
{cold stick to with the hope of, making

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one by
nrkham i

arkham was a handsome man of ;
fifty, a soldier with a record, a man of;
, means, and a bachelor who had escaped all i

amin it was of some;

CHAPTER VII.
THE FIGHTING SURGEON ON THE TRAIL.

DOCTOR FRANK POWELL started upon the

trail in search of Buffalo Bill like one who

i made a business of what he had to do, and
i one who knew just what was before him.

Buffalo Bill had given him an idea of the
way he would go before he left the fort, and
E the Fighting Surgeon felt sure that he
i could soon discover by his trail whether he
. had gone first to the Pawnee or Sioux coun.
‘ try. and knowing this he would know better
i where to look for him.

i It had been a long time for any trace of
' an ordinary trail to last, but then there had
1 been no rain and he knew the hoof-tracks of
' Cody’s horse well.
I He went first to a. small stream which
i Buffalo Bill would be sure to cross if he
i went to the Pawnee country before he did
i to that of the Sioux, for both tribes living in
I the mountains they were yet divided by a
' wide valley through which flowed a river
with a swift current and banks only here
4, and there broken so that adescent and cross-
ing be made. .

If there was no trace of Buffalo Bill's trail
at the stream referred to, Surgeon Powell
would make a bee line for a place lower
down the river where Buffalo Bill would
cross if he went first to the Sioux coun-
try.

The surgeon was thoroughly equipped
for along trail, being amply sup lied with
provisions and ammunition, whi e be car-
ried on his pack-horse an extra Winchester
rifle for use in close quarters.

The pack-horse was as fine an animal as
was the one he rode, and the pack was not
too heavy to carr on the horse he rode
should he be so nn ortunate as to lose one of
his animals.

With eyes as keen as an eagle, a nerve of
iron, indomitable will and endurance that
was wonderful. while he was a skilled trailer
and ludian-flghter, Frank Powell was the
very man to go in search of a pard whom he
regarded as he‘did a brother.

Going first to the little stream he camped
there for breakfast, for he had left the fort
at night. and a short search showed him
that the scout had crossed there, for his trail
was still visible.

This was proof that Buffalo Bill had gone
up into the Pawnee country, and strikin off
upon it the Fighting Surgeon followedft as
well as he could, keeping as directly as pos-
sible on the course the scout would be most
likely to follow when no trace of a track was
visible. 1 '

It was upon the next morning that he met
, Captain Oscar «Emor and his command.
1 and heard the reporto that officer, and what
the opinion was of Buttons and Private

falo Bill. ~

“ I hardly think Bill has been caught nap-
ping, or allowed himself to beIpenned up in
‘ a trap; but if he is a prisoner must i know
it, so I- will ush on as I am going. Captain
Emo’ry, and f, I make an discovery I will
come at once to the fort or hid,” said the
Fighting Surgeon, and so he parted with the
troop and continued on his way alone,

He was looking about for a noon campi g.
lace when he suddenly crossed the native
e was following. /

It was a fresh trail, or rather made some
line after the one oin to the Indian coon.
try, and was lead ng n the direction of the
Sioux country. r

Of course one so well skilled in lains-
craft as Sur eon owell at once turne upon
the last .t 1. an as he did so he decided
that Buffalo Bill had been up into the Pawnee
country, and making no discovery of an in.
tended raid of those Indians, was going to
take a look at the Sioux.

The trail was far more easily followed
than had been the one made some time be-
fore; and it showed that the scout he‘d been
riding leisurely along. '

At last a clump of amber was visible
ahead. and as the trail «led toward this the
Fl hting‘ Surgeon rode‘on more rapidly.

mething seemed to impress him with
the idea that he would make some discovery
 in that timber, and before long he came
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sincerely hope that‘hc found a good standing-
ofl place in yonder timber, which Ido not
remember to have ever visited," muttered
the surgeon, and he urged his horse on more
rapidly.

But as he drew near the timber he up-
preached cautiously, peered keenly into it
with his glass and soon after rode upon a.
pack of coyotes hovering about well-picked
human bones.

“ Ah! there was a tragedy here.

“ I must see to this,” and the Fighting Sur-
geon hastily dismounted and began to gather
the scattered bones together.

 

CHAPTER VIII.
THE BIG MEDICINE READING “ SIGNS.”

To one not skilled in anatom as was the
Surgeon Scout, the bones of a single human
being, of a form as large as that of Buffalo
Bill, taken into consideration with the trail
of the nine red~skins, it Would. have been
supposed that the non-return to the fort of
tin; scout was caused by his having been
s a n.

But Surgeon Powell quickly saw that the;
skull, so well picked of all flesh by the coyotes
and vultures, was that of an Indian, and he
muttered: .

“Sioux, and a large fellow he was.

“ Instead of killing Cody, he got in his

work on Mister Red-skin.

“But the body was buried, I see, and by
a white man, for no Indian dug that grave.

“ And then the body was torn out of the
grave, and not by the coyotes either.

“I will stop here over night, reconnoiter

allrd try and find out just what has taken
p ace."
So the Fighting Surgeon went into camp for
the night, and his close observation of the
surroundings resulted in his discovering that
there had been two other trails, other than
the scout’s, leading to the timber about the
same time that Buffalo Bill had arrived and
coming from opposite. directions.

The track of the nine onies was ap-
parently of more recent ate and three
tracks left the timber together. leading from
a small camp among the rocks, while, the
nine tracks followed on after the others.

“ This is the way I go,” decided Doctor
Frank. when he had c osely put all the
threads he had picked up, together, and saw
that Buffalo Bill's horse went off with the
two Indian ponies.

“ I think Buffalo Bill must have surprised

i those two Indians, killed one and bagged the: ~

other; but why did he not come on to the

fort with his prisoner?" said the surgeon

thoughtfully, and he added: , "
“Maybe those nine red-skins are the

Frank Fenton regarding the capture of Buf- 'cause

" I will know to-morrow.”

Hecamped in the timber all night, and
at the first peep of day was in the saddle
and ofl on the trail. '

It was nearing noon when he came to
where the scent and Knife Killer ’had stood
at bay. and he read the signs he saw there
well, for he drove the coyotes away from
the slain Indian ponies, and found a grave
which he knew held several bodies.

At once he set to work to open the grave.
which he knew had been dug by a white
man, whilein the little timber island was the’
remains of a recent camp, and the tracks of
three horses, two ponies, and the shod horse
of Buffalo Bill. V I

The grave revealed three dead Indians, and
that they had been scalped the Surgeon Sharp-
Shooter at once discovered. ‘

Be 'fllled in the grave and muttered to

himself: " v

“ Cody was at bay here. and he must have
made his Indian captive help him stand of
the ursuers, for he did some hot work.

“ ut who scalped the three dead Sioux,
for Sioux they are, and is Cody’s captive a
Sioux the others were trying to rescue, era
Pawnee? ' ‘
“ That is a question I cannot answer, but
from what I have seen matters do, not look
very bri ht for Bill's safety, so I; must has-

ten on, or if he is a captive: Colonel Mark “

ham will make a bold effort
Pawnee or-Sioux will show
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now I think of it perhaps Buffalo Bill is
the captive."

Again starting upon the trail, Surgeon
Powell discovered that Buffalo Bill's horse
and the two ludian ponies continued on to-
gether, and at a very slow pace.

There was evidence of frequent camps
made. and short distances traveled between
1.l'J camping places.

, The delays that Surgeon Powell had met
with had of course put him back considera-

"bly on the trail, but he pressed on and did

not camp until it was too dark to see the
trail he followed, and which, having been
made quite a while before, was very indis‘
tinet.

He had left the prairie country and was
looking for at noon camp the following day
when he heard distant tiring.

He quickly drew rein and listened, and
the shots came distinctly to his cars.

At once he rode on and at a gallop, his
pack-horse keeping up without urging.

Coming to an opening in the timber on
the range he was crossing he halted,
hitched his horses and creeping to some
rocks peered over into the valley beyond.

What he saw caused him to quickly un-
sling his ride for use.

CHAPTER IX.
RENDEBING GOOD SERVICE.

THE sight which Surgeon Powell beheld
was a stirring one. 1

He leuked over a precipitous mountain:
side into a valley, wherein, something like
half a mile from the range where he was, he
beheld a little rocky spur, or hill in which
some one had taken shelter to battle for life.

Around this spur were half a hundred red-
skins, and his experienced eye quickly told
him that they were Sioux.

They were dismounted, but their ponies
were not very far behind them, also forming
a circle around the hill where the party was
at bay. '

The Sioux were concealed by what places
of shelter they could find, a rock, a fallen
tree, thicket. and in several cases a dead
pony, of which there were four visible.

Who the party in the hill-top was, stand-
ing bravely at bay, the Fighting lSurgeon
could only conjecture, for they were con-
cealed from him.

But from the top of a tree rising above the

:thicket of pines on the hill fluttered a small

United States flag, and Frank Powell mut-

, ' tered:

"‘Bufi‘alo Bill' always carries a small flag
with him, and there is no party out from
the fort so it must he he.

“ If not, it is some small party on the way
to the fort. '

“ There, that was a good shot at long
ran e, and hark! those yells from the hill
are awnee battle-cries,” and the Fighting
Surgeon referred to a shot which had killed
in Sioux and which was followed by war-cries
from the party at bay on the hill.,

“That flag bothers me, when the war-cries
showed that there are Pawnees on the hill.

“ Can Buflalo Bill be there, I wonder?

“ If so, the Pawnqu are his foes as much
as are the Sioux. ‘

' “ Well, I fight for the flag, whoeverjt

waves over: and I have a good chance to“

open lively from here, and should bring
can
hunt cover, and stampeding them wil give
11%? party at bay 1:. chance also to pick them

“ Yes, I‘ll give a bugle-call, showing my-
self at one place. then mount and let them
«see me. and quickly coming back here will
open fire and empty both of my Winchesters,
which will make them believe there is a

‘ troop of cavalry coming to the rescue.

" Yes, I’ll show my flag, too "
With this Surgeon Powell went to his
ck saddle and took out a small United
tates flag ahd fastened, it toa stick. after
which he got out a small bugle, 'and went to
a point of rocks where he could be plainly
seen, when attention was attracted to him.
He had left his horses at another point.
where he could showthem, and'his Win-
chesters ware ready at the place where he
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All this time the rifles on both sides were
cracking and arrows flying in both direc‘
tions.

Suddenly revealing himself upon the rocky
point, the Fighting Surgeon placed the bugle

to his lips and clear, sharp, ringing sounded .

the notes of warning.

The first note caught the ears of Sioux and ‘
Pawnees alike, and wild yells came from the j

latter.

Dashing back from the point Surgeon
Powell threw himself into his saddle and
spurred into view at another opening, waving
the flag he carried.

Again he disappeared, and a minute after
he had reached his Winchesters, and as he
saw that the Sioux were retreating to their
ponies, followed by a ringing fire from the

_ hilltop he cried:

“That is Buffalo Bill’s rifle speaking now,
and it is doing splendid work.

"I will join in the concert, I
recognize my music, I am sure.

And the rifle of the Surgeon Scout also
began to rattle.

As soon as it was emptied be seized the
second one, and by the time he had fired the
last shot from this..the Sioux were in a per-

guess i He’ll

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fectsmmpede all around the hill, rushing r

for their ponies, and riding toward a com-
mon center beyond to join their forces and
go in rapid retreat.

But they did not escape scathless, for the
Fighting Surgeon had brought down several
braves and ponies, and driving them from
cover those in the hill-top had also killed
others, while loud and clear rung the battle-
cry of Buffalo Bill, it being promptly an-
swered by the brave officer who had rendered
him and those with him such splendid service
in time of greatest need. /

Seeing the Indian besiegers were in full
flight Surgeon Powell mounted his horse
and waving his flag showed himself to them
as they fled.

CHAPTER X.
INDIAN ALLIES.

“WELL, Bill, I have found you I am glad
to say, for I was on your trail; but come, I
advise that you start upon the back trail the
way I came, for those Sioux may not be so
badly scared as not to turn and see that but
one man stampeded them.”

“One man worth a score any day, Doc;
but do you mcan‘tlmt you are alone?”

“Yes, Bill, except my pack-horse hitched

hack yonder on the range," and Surgeony

Powell pointed ‘back to his position.

“ But the bugler, color-bearer and mounted
men I saw and the Sioux saw too?”

;‘ One and the same, yours truly, Buffalo
Bi l.’ ‘

“Just like you, Doc, to make a bigger
show of force for one man than a dozen
really ordinary men could make.

“ You were on my trail then?”

“Yes, but get your band started on the
trail and then I‘ll tell you all, and how glad
I am to see that you are alive, for all are
most anxious about you at the fort."

“ I‘ll move at onco,”and Bufl’alo Bill turn-
ed toward several Pawnee braves who stood
near him.

Surgeon Powellhad mounted his horse,
when the Sioux stampeded, and rode down
toward the spur, and Buffalo Bill had come
down to meet him apart.

When'he spoke to the Pawnees they, ran
back into their retreat, which had served
them so well. and instantly there appeared
seams of splendid-looking young braves,
all well mounted, but armed only with bows
and srroWs and lassoes.

Behind them came a motley 'crowd, also
mounted, ~of whites, nine in number and a
negro man and woman. .

“They were captives to the 'I’awn'eos.”
explained Buflslo Bill to Surgeon Powell,
and he added: . .

‘ “ They were released by chief Knife Killer,
and are returning with me to th fort, ,whilc
the young braves are acting as an escort and
are the dandiest lot of lasso-throwers I. ever
saw." «' , a ‘ ‘ l r
“ Well. Bill. you seem to; have struck it
rich up, in the Pawnee ‘countr . and I am
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Sioux that they may be encouraged to con-
' tinue their flight, for when 1 first saw but
‘ half a hundred I found when they'fled that
there were fully double that number."

“ Yes. all of that, though altogether with
‘; your aid we cut down their number bya
score.

“ We were jumped by them last night,
and fortunately were near that hill which
was a good retreat for us.

"‘ One of the captives, an old man, and two
of the Red Lassoists were killed, however,
and several are slightly wounded.

“ I am ready now to ride forward with
you, Doc.”

“ All right. but get on to your’Red Lariat-
Throwers, will you?”

Buifalo :Bill saw that the youn
were very cool] scalping the den
and he remarke :

“ Oh, yes, they are right in line in hair-
raising, and it will help us to have them
take back a few scal‘ps with them."

The party now being on the trail by which
the Sur eon Scout had come, the latter with
Buffalo ill dashed forward to the ridge over
which the Sioux had retreated. l

The Indians had halted a mile away, but
upon seeing the two horsemen come into
sight they rapid] moved on once more, and
were encourage ' by a few shots from the
Winchesters, which, in spite of the distance,
dropped their bullets into their midst.

“Yes, they are all of a hundred, I see; but
the are demoralized and we have nothin
to car from them now. / .

“ See, as we do not pursue they are hasten-
ing their flight, evidently thinking that
troops are moving around the ridge to flank1
them." '

“ That’s what they think, Frank, so we,
will wait here to encourage them in their
flight, and meanwhile you can tell me how i
it is that you happen here just in the nick of
time, for rifles were scarce in my outfit, and
ammunition mighty low.” V

‘.‘ Well, Bill, you did not turn up on time,
soyafter waiting awhile for you to come in‘.
Colonel Markham sent Captain Oscar Emory.
and his tro‘op after you, and I followed later.

“ I met Emory on his return, ‘the scout, ,
Buttons, having reported that he saw a white“
captive in the hands of a band of Sioux with,
whom they had a brush, and Private Frank
Fenton also saw him, and both said that it
was you. I l ’-

“But I came on and here I am, so now to‘ .,
your story, Bill.” I ‘ , ,

“ See there, Doe,” and Buifalo Bill pointed ,
to a much larger band of Sioux new filing;
into sight. ‘ "

braves - l‘
Sioux,

CHAPTER. XI.
'rnn “ Bro Munrcmn” COURIER. I I I
SURGEON POWELL needed 'no warning,

from Buffalo’Bill at what. he saw. ‘ . g
The retreating Indians, now a couplo’ of
miles away, had come to a sudden halt. ;
The were coming slowly along ‘u‘ntill. a
signal Came from those in retreat, when they
at once rode forward at a center. ‘ ‘
 There are a couple of hundred of them
i .’ ‘ ‘
“Yes, Frank, and more to come, for see
that fellow on the ridge is signaling to ,
others thdtare not in sight to us.”. 4‘ - . '
“ You are right, and our place is to make
tracks with full speed.” - , .
, “ Just so, but to try and check pursuit by,
a show of camping on the range and having
force enough to check them.” 3 _,
" You mean .by building camp—tires, no ,
that night iscomlng on 1" - l: .3
“Yes, and then’fnshing on throu h the..
night with all ,spes . while I dash” o to the

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the braves, Buffalo Bill and the other Paw-
nees set to work to build a. number of camp-
fires ou the range, for night was near at
hand, and the idea was to make the Sioux
believe a large force of cavalry was camped
there.

By this ruse the little party could get a
full night's start it was hoped.

She Surgeon Scout having decided to
be the courier to the fort stripped his horse
of all extra weight, carried only a little
food, and after a few words to Buffalo
Bill, started off, determined to reach the
fort in the shortest time posstble.

He knew the country well, and would fol-
low no trails, taking a. Course as the crow
flies, as near as it Was possible to do so, and
hoping to reach the fort by noon the next
day, and at once start a force of cavalry to
the rescue.

At the fort anxiety deepened for the fate
of Buffalo Bill, and a dread was also felt
that the desire of Surgeon Powell to rescue
his friend would cause him to be even more
reckless than was his wont.

Since Captain Emory's return there was a
general gloom mm the fort, for Buffalo Bill
was popular with all; he was the idol of his
band of scouts, and a great favorite with all
the officers, who always treated him as
though he held a commission.

Colonel Markham had begun to consider
the request of Buttons the scout to go out
with the company of Men in Buckskin under
the command o Buffalo Bill, to search for
their chief, and to send with them Captain
Emory and a couple of troops of cavalry.

He had just decided that he would do so,
when it was reported to him that a horse-
man was coming rapidly to the fort.

The colonel soon learned that the horse-
man was urging the animal he rode hard,
and soon after that his horse had fallen with
him, and failing to rise, the rider had at
once started on for the fort at a run.

Instantly 9. led horse wasdispatched to his
aid, and met him a mile from the fort, when
he was seen to mount and dash on at full
speed.

“it is Surgeon Powell!" cried the officer
of the day as his glass revealed the straps on
his shoulders, and he recognized the tall
form and handsome face of the daring officer-
scout. .

A cherr went up from the men as the
Fighting Surgeon dashed into the fort and,
raising his hat courteously. rode rapidly on
to headquarters, threw himself from his sad-
(lle, and was met by the colonel with ex-
tended hand and the words'

“ Welcome back, Powell.
newsof Cody?"

“ Yes, sir, and will you order a troop
at once ready for a hard ride. sir, with two
others and a couple of light guns to follow,
for there is a large force of Sioux hot on the
trail of Cody, and a party of captives, men,
women and children brought from the Paw-
nee village. .

” I will guide the relief, sir, by the most di-

You have

' rcct trail to the rescue.”

Colonel Markham saw that Surgeon Powell
wasiu deadly earnest, and he at once ordered
a troop in readiness, with Cody‘s band of
scouts as well, with acouple of other troops
and two light guns to follow with supplies as
Soon as they could be gotten ready.

Then he said

“ You have ridden hard, Surgeon Powell,
and your face shows it."

“ I hardly thought it possible to reach
here before noon, sir, but it is just nine
o’clock.

“ I killed my horse, but that is of small
matter in a rescue of human life.

“Ileft Cody at dark last night, sir, and
the demand for aid is most urgent.

“ I will go to my quarters, sir, and be back
in time to guide the relief.”

“ But, you are not able to go, Powell.”

“ Oh, yes, sir, for lam as tough as a pine
knot. you know.”

“ But tell me something of Cody and those
captiVes.”

“ I can tell you nothing, colonel, as I know
only that I came upon Cody. his captives and
a band of young Pawnee braves, who are,
strange to say. his allies.

“They were in a tight place. besieged by
Sioux, and my coming gave them a. loop-
hole of escape. when other Sioux appeared
and Buffalo Bill, the captives and the Paw-

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nees are pushing for the fort with all speed
and about halfa thousand hostiles upon their
trail, while I came as a courier for aid.”

" And nobly have you done your work,
Surgeon Powell; but I dislike to see you tax
yourself so severely, when the Scouts can
guide the expedition."

“ I know the direct trail, sir, and can save
several hours, and that means much.

“ I will go, sir, and be ready when the
command is,”and the Fighting Surgeon hast-
ened to his own quarters to prepare _for the
long trail.

CHAPTER XII.
FLYING FOR LIFE.

WHEN Surgeon Powell had left the party
under Buffalo Bill the latter prepared to
make the best of his situation, but said to
the captives, who seemed to feel that they
were doomed to be captured now by the
more cruel Sioux:

“If any man on earth can bring us aid
Doctor Powell is that man.

“ He has a wonderful horse there, and he
knows the country thoroughly, so while he
is striving to help us we must do all that we
can for ourselves.”

The camp-fires along the ridge had been
built, were a score in number, and the wo-
men and children had been sent on ahead,
one of the braves serving as guide toward
the fort, while Buffalo Bill and the Lasso-
Throwers remained behind to check any ad-
vance of the Sioux.

Reconnoitering with his glass, Buffalo Bill
felt sure that the Sioux would not tarry
longer than the first peep of day to advance,
and be ready in position then to attack.

Of course they would find their foes gone,
but with the captives and several wounded,
the party could not travel very fast, and it
was a long trail to the fort, so that the Sioux,
if well mounted, could overtake them by the
following night.

Buffalo Bill set the pace of retreat, slow
but sure. halting when necessary for rest,
and at dawn they had gone all of twenty
miles over the mountain trail.

They felt sure that this distance at least
was between them and their pursuers, yet
could not hope that it would long remain
thus.

There was a long halt then made for rest
and breakfast, and when the march was re-
sumed again the pace was more brisk, as by
daylight they could better see their way.

Arriving at a range through which the
trail wound, the Pawnee braves halted and
talked together excitedly for a few minutes,
and when Buffalo Bill came up he learned
from them that they were anxious to ambush
the Sioux. there.

The scout examined the position and saw
that the braves could hide themselves there,
leave their horses on ahead, deliver a fire
upon the Sioux, and then running to their
ponies, who would have had a rest, readily
escape before they could be attacked by the
main force.

” It is a good idea, and I will be with
you," said Buffalo Bill, and then he told.
them that from a. point some distance back
he had seen the advance guard of the Sioux
pushing on.

“There were about fifty of them, as well
as I could see with my glass, and they must
be well ahead of the others,” he explained
to the braves.

Then word was sent ahead for those in
the lead to push on until they came to a
good camping-place, and one that could be
well defended for the horses were getting
tired out and on account of the women and
children the scout felt that a halt must be
made, perhaps a stand at bay to fight for
life. and that the ambush contemplated
would check the Sioux he fondly hoped.

The ponies of the young braves were
staked out a mile beyond the ambush, and
the party went into hiding along the top of
a cliff at the base of which the trail ran, and
thirty feet beneath them.

The plan was to deliver a hot fire upon
the advance and then fly while they were in
disorder, cutting off as they could by being
on font. a distance of a quarter of a mile
which one mounted would have to ride.

It was a wait of little over an hour, when
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while Buffalo Bill crouched in a position
from which he could deliver a raking fire-
Witb lit-5 Winchester.

There were some sixty Sioux in the ad-
vance, and this was a sure indication that.
they had a large force following, one they
knew was strong enough to dare go near
the fort with.

The Sioux were pressing their ponies
hard, for they had discovered by the trail
that there were not over thirty in the party
they were pursuing, and they wanted every
scalp in the outfit.

They had also seen that they had run from
a false alarm, that there had been no cavalry
force come to the rescue, no soldiers around
the camp-fires, and the rapid retreat of their
enemy showed that no help was near at hand,.
while, as they expected to have a long start,
and they would not expect the Sioux to push
near the fort, they would be the more readily-
overtaken.

Enraged at their losses, their being driven
off by a ruse and the escape oftheir foes, the-
best mounted men were pushed ahead to.
capture the fugitives or bring them to a halt.
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CHAPTER XIII.
A ram oxr’rrvn.

01! came the Sioux, their ponies pushed
hard, for they felt that their fees could not;-
be over six miles ahead and they must catch
them before sunset.

That a small force such as they were
would bait for an ambush, or a fight, they'
did not consider, and hence they rode into
the gap with no thought ofdnnger to sudden—
ly have come down upon them a perfect.
shewor of arrows, a silent rain of death.

And following this rung out the deadly
music of Buffalo Bill's repeating rifle, and
the air seemed filled with dark, whirling
clouds as a score of lassoes went swirling
downward to catch over the heads and forms.
of the surprised, terrified and struggling
mass of red humanity in the narrow gap.

Out of the three score that had met that.
silent shower of deadly arrows, had faced the
rattling ring of Cody’s rifle and then been
entangled in the fatal coils of the lassoes,
about half went down, the others wheeling
about and flying almost without a return
fire.

\Vith wild yells of triumph the deadly‘
Lasso-Throwers then felt no desire to fly to.
their ponies, but half falling, half leaping
down the steep sides of the canyon, they
sprung among the dead and dying Sioux
with their scalping-knives and each one of‘
the Lasso Throwers waved aloft one or more
gory scalps in triumph.

But the warning cry of the cool-headed
white chief called them to retreat, and away
they sped on foot ere the amazed advance
guard of the Sioux had rallied in their flight.
when seeing that they were not pursued.

It was a rapid, bard run to their horses,
and mounting, they pushed on, frenzied.
with joy over the deadly blow they had
struck, while at their head rode Buffalo Bill,
stern and determined, as he muttered:

“ I want this band of Pawnces for Indian
scouts to fight the Sioux with, and allied
with my brave Boys in Buckskin at the fort,
I would not fear to face ten times our num-
bers.”*

The young braves rode along elated over
their victory, and regarding their white
chief with more awe and admiration than
ever. for he had planned the blow and re—7
treat, though the thought had occurred to
them.

Then, too, they had seen the deadly exe-
cution of his matchless rifle, and they wore
sure that he could lead them again to vic~
tory.

Overtaking the captives, Buffalo Bill
found that they had halted in a piece of
timber just off the trail, and through which.
wound a small; stream.

There was a rise there, with open country
about them, while beyond for many miles
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It was only a little after noon. and-yet
Bufialo Bill decided to press on no further,

but stand at bay there, for the force of In- ‘

dians would not come up much before night,
and a general attack would hardly be made
before the next morning. and by that time,
knowing Surgeon Powell as he did, he was
pretty sure that aid would not be very far
away.

Then, too, they were nearly fifty miles
nearer the fort than when the Fighting Sur-
geon started on his long ride for help, so the
rescue party would have that much less to
ride.

So, all things considered, Buffalo Bill de-
cided to make his stand there, and he was
glad to see from the nature of the timber,
that another ambush could be laid.

To do this, as the trail to the timber show-
ed distinctly, he had all the ponies led on
beyond it toarise acouple of miles away, and
there he built several fires, so that the smoke
would indicate a camp.

Back then over the trail the ponies were
led and they were hidden under the bank of
the stream so that they could not be seen by
the approaching Indians.

There was fallen timber there too, and this
was all arranged as a breastwork, where the
party could lie in ambush.

To any one approaching the timber not a
sign of an ambush could be seen, while the
trail leading on beyond would indicate that
only a noonday halt had been made there.

The women and children were placed in
shelter under the bank of the stream, two of
the captive white men volunteering to aid in
the defense, though armed only with bows
and arr0ws, while a young girl of eighteen,
the daughter of the old man who had been
killed back at the last retreat, said bluntly:

“I will use my father’s rifle and do the
part of a man, as death has no terrors to
me.”

Buffalo Bill urged against this, but the
brave girl would not lend the rifle to one of
the white men, and was so determined that
lie yielded with the remark:

“You are as plucky as you are pretty,
miss."

“I am not a coward, and if I am pretty I
don‘t knmv it, for since I was twelve I have
been a captive among the Pawnees.

“Like a dream it comes to me now of a
home, with a mother and sisters and a
brother; but the Sioux came and murdered
all and made my father and myself captives.

“The Pawnees captured us from the Sioux,
and thus we have lived, so I am as much In-
dian as pale face.

“I hate the Sioux, so will fight them,”and
the girl's eyes flashed fire at the memory of
her past.

CHAPTER XIV.

THE LIFE LIFT.

BUFFALO BILL gazed with admiration up-
on the young girl who had given him the
story of her past, her unhappy life.

Her father he had noticed was a man
of education and refinement in the past,
and though but fifty years of age, his
daughter had said, his hair and beard
Were white as snow.

He had, as a captive of the Sioux, taken
from them later by the innees, at once
asked to become as an Indian member of the
tribe. and this had been readily granted by
the Pawnecs, and he had risen to be a medi-
cine-chief in their tribe, for he was a physi-
cian and had rendered them great service as
such.

Why he had done so, had allied himself
to the Indians as one of them, Buffalo Bill
had understood even before the unfortunate
captive had said to him: _

“ I turned red-skin, Mr. (Jody, to save my
child. -

“The Pawnees had done me no harm,
but rather had taken us from the Sioux who
had killed my wife and other children, burn-
ed my home and run off my cattle, making
me a beggar in one night.

“As a medicine chief my daughter was
respected among the Pawnees, and I only
waited with the hope that some day we
would be rescued.

“That day ha come and you alone are
out rescuer.

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but if I shoull fall in this fight with the
Sioux, I beg you to care for my child.”

An hour after the utterance of these
Words the man was dead, slain by the side
of his daughter by the Sioux in their at-
l tack on the party at bay in the hill.

l Thus was it that Singing Dove, as the
Pawnees called the young girl, was left to
i the guardianship of Buffalo Bill, and fearing
that she might meet her father's fate he had
urged that she remain under the shelter of
, the bank with the other captives.
But he urged in vain, as, armed with her
farther’s rifle she took her place near the
i scout, as he lay in ambush, with the grim
i determination to do her part in the fight for
‘ life, skillful sharpshooter that she was.
The sun was yet a couple of hours high
when Buffalo Bill, who had been perched up
in a tree, looking back over the trail through
his field glass, gave a warning cry that indi-
cated that the Sioux were coming.
They were yet a couple of miles away,
. and the scout had noticed that there was, as
l before, an adVance guard.

But this time it was larger than the one
i that before had ridden into the ambush in
' the gap.

There were fully a hundred now ahead,
and they were keeping well up.

, To the scout’s idea this indicated that at
‘ least four times that force were following,
.1 and he only hoped that Surgeon Powell
1 would bring soldiers enough to not only
‘ drive them back, but be able to give them a
very severe handling.

i “They must be over an hour ahead of
‘ their main force, and the latter will hardly
' be up before sunset, so as they will not at-
tack at night we will have until dawn to
look for help and prepare to fight them,”
said Buffalo Bill as he took his position in
the line.

But his words Were heard by Singing
Dove who replied:

“If we can punish them severely here,
they will be very cautious about advancing
then, unless they hasten on their whole band
and charge us before night, for, as you say,
the Sioux will not fight at night.”

Buffalo Bill gazed at the girl admiringly.

She was tall, slender and graceful.

Her costume \i as a buckskin skirt, fringed

leggings, a tight-fitting waist and feather
head-dress, and she had shown much taste
in making an attire that was very becom-
mg.
Darkly bronzcd though she was, and with
blondc hair worn in lung braids, she would
never have been mistaken for an Indian
maiden in spite of her attire.

Her eyes were a deep blue, large and very
expressive, her teeth even and white, and
her features perfect.

“ You do not Seem to have any fear, Sing-
ing Dove,” said the scout, calling her by her
Indian name.

“ No. I have nothing to live for, and the
grave, my father always told me, was per—
feet rcst.

“ But, here come the Sioux,” and her voice
never changed its tone.

“ Yes, and Ihey come on with no dread of
an ambush here, for the trail leading beyond
deoeives them.”

Then in the Pawnee tongue he told his
braves. the two white men and Singing Dove,
to await until his first shot as a signal for
them to fire, and added:

“I shall pick off the chief on the yellow
pony."

The Pawnee braves were growing uneasy
under the long delay of the scout in firing.
for the Sioux were not over a hundred yards
away.

But Buffalo Bill seemed in no hurry.

He deemed it best to have them near
enough for the arrows to do good execution,
rather than fire at a distance beyond their

raili‘ge.

earer and nearer came the Sioux until the
Pawnees became terribly excited at their com-
ing so close, and then there rung out a single
shot.

It was the scout’s signal and the chief on
the yellow pony fell, while a second shot
brought down another chief by his side.

That second shot was fired by Singing
Dove, and a shower of Pawnee arrows fol-
lowed it, while the rapid rattle of Buffalo
Bill’s Winchester told that the fight for life
had begun. ‘ .

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CHAPTER XV.
A MOMENTOUB crusts.

THE Sioux were pushing along at as rapid
a pace as their tired ponies could carry
them.

Tth were riding well up together, but
lolling in their saddles as though tired out
themselves.

As soon as they had come in sight of the
little clump of timber, thcir keen vision had
detected the well—marked trail leading beyond
it. as though the fugitives had only made a
short halt there.

As they had not before visited the timber
they did not realize the splendid advantage
it presented for a place of shelter and an um-

ush.

They thought they could see through it,
and that foes lurked there, wary as they
were, never entered their minds.

Afar off on the plain they detected the
smoke of campfires, and it was just there
whcre the fugitives should be, and with the
level plain before them for many a long
mile, they rejoiced that they would catch
their foes without shelter.

The body of Sioux recoiled as though they
had run upon a line of bayonets, when the
scout’s shot killed their chief, the second
shot from Singing Dove brought down their
next leader, and then follOWed the shower
of arrows, the ringing of the Winchester,
not fired at random, but to kill, and the rat-
tle of the revolvers of the scout, in the hands
of the two white men captives.

Down went warriors and ponies, and
stunned, hurt, bleeding and dcmoralized the
Sioux reeled backward rapidly until they
ended in a perfect stampede to save life.

Back to the shelter of the bill they had
just left they retreated, while, wild Will] joy
the Lasso‘Throwcrs rushed from their retreat
and began to strike down the wounded and
tear their rcd trophy of battle from the
heads of their foes.

“The Pawnces have taken more Sioux
scalps under your lead, white chief, than
has fallen to them in many a day,” said
Singing Dove, as she stood by the scout
gazing upon the scene with a look of satis-
faction rather than pity or regret.

“ You do not. appear shocked at the scene, ”
said the scout, rather coldly.

"\Vhy should I. for did I not tell you
thatI was half Indian in my nature now,
did I not tell you that it was the Sioux who
killed my mother and my sisters and bro-
thers. and only yestcrday it was my father
who fell by their hands.

“No, I have no mercy for them, no pity,
and the scalp of the chiefI killed Ishall
wear at my belt, for the young Sioux slayer
told me he would bring it to me. ”

As the Singing Dore spoke, the Sioux
slayer, the young leader of the. Lasso-
Throwers, advanced with several scalps,
one of which, with a war-bonnet he handed
to the young girl, and. as she had said, fas-
tened it to her belt with the remark:

“ See, white chief?"

“I cannot blame you, poor girl,” said
Buffalo Bill sadly, and he added in an un-
dcrtone:

“She is indeed a half Indian by nature,
and one can hardly wonder at it.”

Then he turned to arrange his plans for the
attack of the Sioux, which he knew would
not be delayed if they arrived before night
fell in force. or if after darkness set in, by
the dawn of the following day.

The Lasso~'l‘hro\\'crs were placed under
theiryoung chief Sioux Slayer. so as to do the
most affective work with their bows and
arrows, the two men with the scout's' rc-
volvcrs were given advantageous positions,
and with them he put Singing Dove with
her rifle, while be determined to move from
point to point with his Winchester.

To have gone on, with the ponies broken
down almost, and delayed by the helpless
captives and wounded. Buffalo Bill knew
would be to have the Sioux overtake them
at night upon the open plain where there
was no shelter as where they then were. ‘

Supper was prepared and all partook ofit,
and then..as the sun touched the horizon
hBililfinlo Bill saw the Sioux filing out of the

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three abreast. Eac column branched 0!
as they left the hills, one to the right, the

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intended to surround the timber, to com-

pletely hem in their fees.
They seemed in no hurry, and were
evidently pent up with rage at the defeats

, they had met with, but were patient enough
to take a night’s rest and overwhelm their
foes in the morning.

‘ And as Buffalo Bill saw those two columns

a file out on the plain, growing larger and
larger, he began to count them until at last
he muttered to himself:

“There are many more than I thought,
nearly a thousand in number.”

V "They we are all to die by the hands of
the Sioux?” coolly said Singing Dove who
had heard him.

“ One only hope now is in the Fighting
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T : CHAPTER XVI.
THE SURGEON SCOUT'S DISCOVERY.

IT was Surgeon Frank Powell who set the
pace of the first party sent to the rescue of
,- ’ ‘ Cody and the captives.

. , Colonel Markham had decided to send
Captain Emory and two troops, also the
band of Buffalo Bill’s scouts, and have three
r extra troops and four guns follow as quickly
after as they could be gotten off.
g He feared that the force might be larger
to contend with than Surgeon Powell had re-
ported; and less than two troops of cavalry
would not do effective work.

So it happened that five cavalry companies
and a battery of four six-pounders, three
hundred and thirty men in all, were dis-
)atched to the rescue, Captain Emory, leav-
ing an hour after Surgeon Powell’s arrival,
I and the second force, under Major Melton,

' following in little over an hour behind him,
though he did not travel at as rapid a pace.

‘ It was 'ust after nightfall when Surgeon
‘Powell. who was in the lead, and showed no
sign of fatigue, came upon the smoldering
gflesdon‘tho plain built by Buffalo Bill as a

in .

Taking a dark-lantern Surgeon Powell ex-
,vantiincd‘ the' ground carefully, and at last
‘89. d: '

. , “ Captain Emory, they came this far and
’retreated by the same trail.”

‘ ‘ " What does that mean, Powell?"

A “With Buifalo Bill as the leaderitmeans
to me, Emory, that he saw that he was being
‘pressed too hotly to escape, and with an
, open plain before him he retreated to shelter
,he’had passed some distance back, doubtless
'_ a clump of timber on a stream several miles
from here that I recall now.”

I f‘ I see no camp-fires.” l V

“ Very true, and will see none. ‘ Just rest
our men here while Buttons and I go on to
 conngiter, a‘uId1 send af courier back ito
tony a'r ieton on, orinm oinon
we will nngd him by daylight." y p

‘ ' The courier was at once sent back on the
an, and. then Surgeon Powell and Buttons
tarted ahead, and on foot. V '

' twas-a couple of hours before they re-
mned, and Captain Emory was asleep on
 V blanket, his saddle for a pillow, when be
We! aroused by a touch on the shoulder.
“(we doctor, back again?" ‘

""What time is iti"

,‘ Eleven o'clock. "
," Any news?”
,~ T‘Iinve you had any word from Melton?”
‘ None, whatever.” ‘
,‘Send another courier after him and tell
im'to push‘ on if he kills his horses, but
 him half a mile‘ from here? ,
"fl‘vou‘have found the Indians then?" '
“Yes, Cody is corrnlled 'by them in the
mber i spoke. of, and is at bay, awaiting
their attack at dawn.”
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a note to Major Melton, written by aid of
the Surgeon Scout’s lantern.

The courier gone, Captain Emory asked:

“Now, Powell, what discovery did you
make?"

“ The Indians are camped in a circle
around the timber where Cody is corralled.

“ Buttons and I counted the ponies in the
line we came to, and at different points we
struck, and found enough to show that if
the circle was complete they numbered all of
a thousand warriors; but whatever their
force they will not attack at night.”

“ And you saw no rcd‘skins?”

” I ran upon one, but he is not dangerous,
now," was the significant reply.

“ You killed him?"

“Yes, he was asleep, one of the guards
over the ponies, and I fell over him, so had
to knife him.

“ They seemed to have no fear from this
direction and to be sure of their prey, and
were resting until time to move at dawn."

“ I am glad we have a large force, and
trust that Melton will soon be up,”

“Yes, for we can place the men and the
guns, and be ready to attack them before
they strike Cody, for their force could never
be checked by the few he has to do it with.

“We can open on them with the guns as
a starter, and then charge with three troops,
keeping the other two as a reserve and sup-
port to advance with the battery.”

“ We must be careful not to fire toward
Cody’s camp with the guns.”

“N0, and when Melton 'comes up I will
show them the exact position of Cody’s camp
and the Sioux lines, so that there will be no
mistake made.

“ If the major arrives by midnight it will
give men and horses several hours’ rest, and
they will need it, for this has, been a long
and hard rush from the fort.”

“ Yes, but no one will care if'Cody is res-
cued, brave fellow that he is,” was Captain
Emory’s reply, and he turned as a courier
rode up to report Major Melton coming rap-
idly on and onlya few miles back on the trail.

 

CHAPTER XVII.
AT THE BREAK OF DAY.

MAJOR Memos followed his courier very
quickly, coming along ahead of the com-
mand and accompanied by his adjutant and
an aide. - '

He was met by Captain Emory and Sur-
geon Powell, the latter placing the situation
before him and suggesting that Word be sent
back at once to order a slow march for the
battery, that no sound of its coming ‘might
catch the kcc ears of the Indians.

Made acquainted with the situation Major
Melton said: . '

“It is a splendid thing, Doctor Powell, to
be both a scent and an officer, and I wish you
to serve with me as adviser until the sterner
duty of looking after the wounded arises,
though I have one of your assistant surgeons
along, for Colonel Markham said it was best
he should come as long as Buffalo Bill was
to be rescued and you were in the lead."

“ I am at your service, major, with pleas-
ure; but have you decided upon your plan
of action?” ,

“ Oh yes, to carry out your ideas wholly,
take position with the battery and three
troops as a reserve, and have Captain-Emory
lead the charge with his two troops after the
firing of the guns.” , , ’

The command was seen up with the ad-
vance, and the tired horses were unsaddled
for a rest, and the soldiers, also worn cuts.
were glad to get a rest of several hours, well
knowing what the coming day would bring
to them. ' ‘ ‘

The story had gone the rounds, thatBuf-
fan Bill and his party, wherever they were,
had been cerralled by alarge‘ force of ndisns
who were waiting for daylight to attack
him, and that they were to anticipate ,the
attack in a short while when red work would
be the result. ' ‘ /

Defying fatigue Surgeon Powell went on
another reconnaissance, .and Buffalo Bill's
scouts had been turned“ over to his especial
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alizing that all their lives depended upon his
gallant friend who had made the ride to the
ort for aid.

Yet Buffalo Bill could hardly hope that
the Fighting Surgeon had made such a
splendid ride of it, or that the troops coming
to the rescue had pressed on as they had
done.

When Surgeon Powell and his scouts dis-
covered that the Indians were resting, with
no dread of other foes near than those they
intended to overwhelm at dawn, they re-
turned to the command and found the officers
too anxious to rest, all gathered at Captain
Emory‘s camp talking over the situation.

Hearing the surgeon’s report the major
ordered the scouts to go the rounds and
awaken the men so that they could saddle
their horses and be read to move as in an
other hour it would be awn.

Blankets had been wrapped around the
wheels of the cannon and caissons, the guns
and swords of the men had been carried in
hand so as to give no clanking sound and
trace-chains had been muffled.

Then the command moved slowly toward
the point of attack, Surgeon Powell acting
as chief guide.

When as near the Indian .line as 'they
dared go a halt was ordered, and the Surgeon
Scout, who had gone on ahead on foot return-
ed quickly and reported: ‘

“ They are on the move, major.

“ You see the dark spot against the hori- r
zon that shows the timber, so have the guns
trained to the right and left several hundred
yards, and if you do not hit the red-skins,
you will at least stampede their horses.”

“ All right, Powell. Tell Emory I shall
fire within five minutes,” and Surgeon Pow-
ell walked away to join Captain Emory and
deliver the message. '

It was just five minutes after that Surgeon
Powell was seated upon his horse at the head
of the two dozen scouts who had accompa-
nied the soldiers from the fort, while upon
one side was Captain Emory and his troop
and upon the other Lieutenant Felix Arm-
strong and his company, all waiting for the
firing of the cannon as the signal to charge.

The four guns had been trained as Powell
had suggested, two upon one side of the
timber, two upon the other, and as the dark-
ness began to grow gray, suddenly the deep
voice of Major Andrew Melton rung out with
the command: '

‘“ At the guns there!
” Fire!"

 

CHAPTER XVIII.‘ '
A BIG BALL-RAIN.

IT was with considerable foreboding that
Buffalo Bill saw the two columns of mounted
warriors filingout of the hills on either side
to surround him in his position, and a thonsrlt
came to him which caused him to sucklist
ask Sioux Slayer, the young chief, if lrclmd
abrave in his band who spoke the Sioux
tongue well.

The answer was that one of his young
braves, Scalp Taker, had been captured by

the Sioux when he was a youth and had spent . »

three years in their village. ,

Then he had made his escape While out on
a hunt with four young ’Sioux and he had
taken the scalps of the four. with him and
brou ht them to his own people, thus win-
ningH is name. , '

“ e is the brave I wish,4ind I’ll tell you
‘what’ he must do. ‘

“When the Sioux surround our camp to- '

night he must slip out in some way, capture
one of their best ponies, and ride hard for the
Pawnee village. , .

" He must tell the great chief, Knife
Killer, that we are in a close place, and yet
are expecting soldiers from the fort to rescue
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the Herm t's Can on, so‘ that if the Knife
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Taker, and he was asked if he could get
through the Sioux lines.

Scalp Taker was more than pleased at a
chance to distinguish himself, and having
made a few chan esin his appearance, when
it was perfectly ark he. slipped out of the
timber and disappeared.

Buffalo Bill felt relieved when he had dis-
atched the courier to Knife Killer's village,
or he was anxious that the Pawnees should

have a hand in the defeat of the Sioux, for
he confidently looked for relicfri'rom the fort,
and that their foes would be forced to re-
treat.

Too anxious to sleep himself, he bade the
others rest while he watched, and hearing
no shout of triumph, indicating the capture
of Scalp Taker, he felt sure that the young
brave had gotten through the lines in safety.

If he found a good horse he ought to
reach the Pawnee village before dawn, and a
cross trail from there would enable the band
of braves sent by Knife Killer to be in posi
tion by sunset at Hermit Pass. did they push
their horses hard, and the Sioux in retreat-
ing would hardly reach there until several
hours later, while he did not doubt but that
there they would make a stand to beat back
the pursuing soldiers.

It would therefore be a surprise to them to
find Pawnces already ambushed there, and
caught between two fires their losses would
be heavy.

At last the scout knew that dawn was not
far off and he went the rounds, awakin the
braves and the captives for the work of at
OK the attack.

He found Singing Dove awake and she
coolly said that she was ready for the fight
whenever the Sioux charged them.

Buffalo Bill had not heard a sound to indi-
cate that the soldiers had arrived, and the
stamping of the Indian ponies and an occa-
sional neigh had alone reached his ears.

At last he saw the gray light of dawn ap-
pearing, and said sterniy:

“ We may expect them now, 'so stand
ready to fight and die!”

His well trained eyes had seen the dark
mass of Indians closing in upon the timber
on foot, while following them were their
ponies led by the braves who had them in
charge.
But hardly had the words left the scout's
lips when there was heard the deep voice of
the major far out upon the plain, and follow—
ing his command came the quick flashes of
the guns.

There were four red bursts of flame, deaf-
ening reports. the shriekin of the shells and
then the bursting of them irectly in the In-
dian ranks. - -

The echoes of the guns had not died away
when loud cheers were heard, a bugle sound~
ed a charge and then came the thunder of
iron hoofs in the wild rush as the gallant
troopers bore down upon the Indians, 11. re-
volver in one hand a sober in the other;

The Sioux wore completely surprised, and
they stood in panic-stricken horror for some
seconds, hardly realizing that their intended
charge upon a few foes had all been changed
in an instant and they were were' now to
11 ht for their lives. ‘

ith the breaking of day the gunners
could see how to aim now, and shells were
thrown thick and fast among Sioux braves
and ponies, who fell dead and wounded un-
der the hot fire, while Captain Emory and

' his men and Surgeon Powell and the scouts

were upon them with merciless fury.

Then, too, from the timber came ,a hot
fire from Buffalo Bill and the Paanees, and
so. out n and confused were the Sioux that
only the r large numbers saved them from a
complete stampede.

Asit was, their head chief rallied them
for a fighting retreat back to the ran 3 the
way they had come, and as they ro e off
they beheld the rescue,of Buffalo Bill and
the party in the timber with him. all of
whom they had regarded as surely 'thsk

CHAPTER XIX.

A msrnnrous DISAPPEARANCE AND A son-
' ’ PRISED OFFICER.

IN the su‘rging of the hundreds of Sioux,

, "mounted and afoot, the stampeding of many
\ . of their ponies, the firing from the timber,

roar offthe guns, and burstingofthe

shells, added to the charging of the troopers
and scouts, and the wild elis of all, it
seemed as though a Dante’s nferno reigned
supreme for half an hour.

’i‘hrn. when day dawned fully it revealed
a field strewn with dead and dying braves
and ponies, while hero and there asoldier
and a military caparisoned horse dotted the
scene.

The Sioux were retreating sullenly to the
protection of the hills, while the troopers
and scouts were pressing them hard.

Passing near the timber Surgeon Powell
and the scouts had made no halt, but the
were surprised not to see Buflalo Bill due
out and join them.

Later Major Melton came up with the
guns and reserve troopers, determined to
camp upon the stream near the timber. He
at once rode into the besieged camp and
called out:

“ IIo, Cod , where are you?”

He behelt there several women and chil-
dren, a dead white man, but no scout ap-
peared at his summons.

" Pardon me, but where is Scout Cody?”
he asked, looking about him.

It was Singing Dove who stepped forward
and replied:

"He dashed out with the Pawnee band
when the last of the Sioux passed, and is in
pursuit of them, sir, and he asked me to
say to the commanding officer that he had
sent word to Chief Knife Killer to send sev-
eral hundred of his oung braves to Hermit
Pass, and to press t e retreat hard and he
would be there to head them off and deal
a severe blow that would send all of the
hands now on the war-path back to defend
their village.”

The words were delivered in a decided,
distinct tone, and Major Melton gazed upon
the beautiful girl with admiration while he
asked:

“Are you one of the captives rescued
from the Pawnee village '2”

“I am, sir; I am Singing Dove.”

“ Well, Miss Singing Dove, how is it that
Cody has recued you and others from chief
Knife Killer’s village, and yet has Pawnee
braves as his allies ‘2"

“ That, sir, Scout Cody will explain, for he
did not request me to do so.” ' l

“ And he expects to go to Hermit’s Pass
to join the Pawnees, and ambush the retreat-
ing Sioux?"

“ So he said, air."

“ How many Pawnt-es were with him?"

“Sioux Slayer and many young braves;
but hundreds will meet him at the pass. "

“ And I must push the Sioux that far?”

“ So he said, sir.”

“And there are other bands than these,
upon the war-path?"

“ Scout Cody so said, sir."

“ And the Pawnees have suddenly become
his friends ‘2"

“ They have, sir—good friend's i"

“This is remarkable; but Cody knows
what he is about, and I will push the Sioux
hard as I can, leaving a small force here with
you rescued people, and to let the reinforce-
ments that will come on know where we
have gone and why.

“ I will see 1“you later, miss,” and raisin
his hat Major clton rode on and orders
the commander of the battery to shell the
hills, hotly advancing as they did so. that
the Indians would not halt there to fight
them.

This was done, and the cavalr pressing
on hotly, large force thou h the ioux had,
they did not yet dare hat and fight their
pursuers., "

Flnding'that' the soldiers seamed determin-
ed to press the pursuit hard, the Sioux chief
suddenly decided to lead them into a tra
and or e them to follow as far as Hermt
Pass, t e very spot for a s ‘lendid ambush
that must wipe out the who of the band of
pale-faces who were on their trail.

There were other bands of Sioux out upon
the war-path, and to these couriers were
sent by the cunning chief, ordering them to
fall in behind the'soldiers, so as to cut them
off when they should retreat after being led
into an ambush at Hermit’s Pass. I

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flight, enraged that ' the could not have
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of early morning, he came to where a trail
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It was a small trail, comparatively, of not
more than twenty ponies, and among them
was a large iron»shod track winch caused
the Fighting Surgeon to exclaim:

“ Cody‘s horse made that track, a hundred '
to one on it; but does it mean that the retreat-
ing Sioux rushed through the timber and
on tured Buffalo Bill and his party after all?"

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CHAPTER XX.
CAUGHT IN THEIR OWN NET.

WHEN the Sioux reached the hills, full of
rage and hatred, they decided to make a dc-
termincd stand against the soldiers, who, out
upon the plain they could distinctly see were
but one-third of their number.

But recalling the pursuit, Captain Emory’s
men and the scouts under Surgeon Powell,
Major Melton at once planted his four guns
and began to shell the range.

For awhile the Indians stood it, but as the
range was gotten and the shells began to V
burst in their midst, and their ponies were
frantic with fright the red-skins began a has-’
ty retreat, and as they moved out the scouts
and Captain Emory’s men pushed rapidly
into the hills and opened fire with their rifles
and carbines. , ‘

Establishing a camp in thetimbers, with V
one gun and a crip led caisson, and a score
of able-bodied so diers to look after the ’
wounded and white captives, Major Melton ‘
pushed on in obese of the Sioux. ,

When they saw that they were being hots
ly pressed they began their cunning work to .
get revenge, and laid their plans to entrap
and destroy the soldiers.

They had sent couriers to the 'oivhcr hands ‘
on the war-path, with orders to center at
Hermit's Pass, and approach it so as to leave ‘
no trail that the soldiers would fall upon.

With a large force there, those retreating
before the soldiers intended to lead them
ri ht on into the pass and to their doom.

hen night “came on the Similx were still
sullenly retreating before Major Mcltmrt'
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them and quickly they would be driven on
once more. ’ '
The couriers sent to the other bands found
them readily, and word came back to the
head Sioux chief that other braves, cqualln '
his own force in number, would be at the
Hermit’s Pass in lime to aid in the destruction
of the hated pale-faces, ‘
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more uns, with ample su lies were coming.
(finick y on his trail to his support from’tho
ort.

Sending back word to halt one company
of infantry and the supply train at .tl a.
timber asa reserve, and push on with .ti‘ '
balance of the force after him, Major Mel a‘
felt that he was strong enough to cope a
all the Indians he might have to fight;
especially if Buffalo Bill kept his promise to»
meet him at Hermit Pass with a band“!
Pawnees, though just how the, chief. r I.
scouts was going to get control of a band. 0 4 -
warriors who were a short while before. his
deadly foes was a mystery not one, of the
officers of the command could fathom, ' “*
I It wasthe afternoon of the next day after:
'the fight at the timber, that the Sioux‘? t
within easy distance of the Hermit ’ '
and Major Melton not a mile behind them“

The range ran boldly before them. 
can on that cut ,it in twain, known as. ,
nil: slPsss, could be seen by the soldiers“
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All looked serene on the range, and the‘r .
treating Sioux began to feel happ over the
thought that they would soon lea their”fo
to death, for they had no doubt but that,
their comrades, the several handsomered’to
assemble, there and go into ambush, wep' "
hand and awaitin them. «2‘, ‘
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They had come to rescue the scout, and
yet though they had saved the party from
destruction Buffalo Bill, for reasons known
only to himself, had chosen to escape rescue
and had gone off with the small hand of Red
Ropers to place himself in the power of still
other Pawnees.

The secret of Buffalo Bill's alliance with
the Pawnees Surgeon Powell could not
fathom or understand; but he would patient-
ly await the result.

Nearer and nearer drew the Sioux to the
pasip, and the soldiers kept close on their
tra .

But, suddenly, while the red-skins were
et a mile from the range there was heard a
oud volley of rifles up in the pass, followed
by the wild war-cries of the Pawnees, and
answered by the cries of the Sioux evidently
taken by surprise.

What did it mean?

What could it mean?

The retreating Sioux had come to a halt
on the trail, for they were evidently wholly
surprised and astonished at what they
heard.

Into their midst a few shells were thrown,
at that moment, which set them in motion
again toward the pass from whence came
now wilder yells and the rattle of rifles,
showing that a battle was being fought
there.

"What does it mean?" asked Major Mel-
ton in surprise.

“It means. sir, that Cody and his Paw-
nees are there, attacking the Sioux sent there
to ambush us; and seel Yonder come re-
inforcements for you, Major Melton, so right
here must be fought a battle that the Sioux
will never forget—the battle of Hermit’s
Pass!”

Surgeon Powell pointed back over the
trail, to where, several miles away, there
were coming into view the mounted infantry
and two more guns hastening to join in the
fight

CHAPTER XXI.
DOOM DRIVEN.

TrrE Sioux, in spite of their numbers, hesi-
tated as to what to do.

The were in a trap, where they had in-
tende to cntrap their fees.

Their mortal enemies, the Pawnees, as
they knew by their war-cries, were at the
pass, had to attack their several bands, must
be in large force.

On their trail came a very dangerous foe,
the pale-faces with their " wheel guns," and,
could they have turned upon them and beat-
en down their horsemen, not far off they be-
held a force equally as large coming on, and
their vision revealed that they too carried
wheel guns.

In their despair they were almost ready to
stampede, but their chief had a cool head
and he quickly ordered them on.

The intention of the chief was to rush on
to the pass, aid their bands there in over-
whelming the Pawnees and then, united, to
turn and stand at bay to beat back the pale-
faces.

The stand must be made there at the pass,
for once the soldiers broke through it and
stampeded them, the trail to their village
was not such a long one, and there might be
more soldiers following those they saw.

When they had left their village in half a
dozen strong bands, with the double inten-
tion of surprising the Pawnees and the fort,
they had suddenly found the soldiers in the
field against them, and now they appeared to
have their old enemies the Pawnees, as their
allies against them.

Still more had the retreating Sioux to re-
gret, and that was the fact of their being cut
off from their village, for. unless they could
get through the pass, they would have to
retreat along the base of the range for many
miles before another opening could be found
to go through, and should the soldiers make-
a dash direct to their stronghold. they could
reach it ahead of them, and find but few
warriors there to offer defense.

So the Sioux made a desperate dash for
the pass, to rush through it and over the
Pawnees, and their intention was at once
seen by Surgeon Powell and explained to

1 Major Melton, who sent a courier back to
hasten on the reinforcements, and ordered
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ranks as soon as they could dash on to a posi-
tion ahead.

As the shells began to burst in their midst,
the Sioux were almost driven to desperation,
but still rode on toward the fight raging in
the pass.

But, ere they reached it the wild yells of
triumphant Pawnees arose above the roar of
the guns, and then came pouring out from
the base of the mountain half a thousand
horsemen, and many warriors on foot, driven
into a hasty flight by the Pawnecs who vic-
toriously held Hermit's Pass.

“ See, Major Cody and his Pawnees have
won, for that is pale-face generalship, not
red-skin tactics that has planned that blow
and victory.

“Now press on and you can drive the
Sioux to doom," cried Surgeon Powell, and
gaining permission from Major Melton, he
moved on with the scout company, followed
by Captain Emory and his two troops, while
the rest of the command deployed to hem
the Sioux in by a crescent of fire, which
would be strengthened by the reinforcements
then hastening on.

“ If Cody and his Pawnees—if it is Cod
-—can only hold the pass, we can, as POWe 1
says, drive the Sioux now to their doom,"
said Major Melton to the officers about him.

“ Cody is there, sir,” excitedly cried a
young officer who had been long gazing in-
tentl through a fieldiglass at the pass.

“ 0 you see him, gbert?” asked half a
dozen in chorus.

” Yes, I saw him ride out of the pass,
and there are hundreds of Pawnee horsemen
about him.

“ Cody is mounted on a white horse and is
placing his braves to resist the Sioux, while
others are pressing those who have just been
driven out of the pass.”

Every eye was now at a field-glass and
turned upon the struggling red horsemen at
the pass.

Then came at once cry after cry:

“ I see himl”

“Yes, it is Codyl”

“ Buffalo Bill is there!”

“ Bravo for Bufialo Billl”

" Now the Sioux are downed!” and as the
news spread down the line the cry was taken
up all along:

“ Buffalo Bill holds the passl"

Then cheer after cheer went up from the
soldiers, and back to the major came a cou-
rier to report:

“ Surgeon Powell says that Buffalo Bill
holds the pass, sir, with a large band of
Pawnees, so that you can drive the Sioux
hard upon him.”

“And we will,” said the major, sternly,
and the troopers were ordered to charge,
while the other two guns having come up,
unlimbcred and went into action, while the
mounted infantry formed in line for a
steady advance in crescent shape upon the
range.

Encouraged by the coming of their com-
rades, the Sioux driven from the pass turned
about and the whole mass with wild yells
and firing rifles and arrows, made a desperate
rush to break through the pass.

But they were met there by a force of
Pawnees under their white leader whom they
could not drive from their posts.

It is true they hurled them back into the
narrow pass, and the soldiers behind the
line was broken, but Surgeon Powell called
out:

“ See, it was a ruse, Cody’s trap, for there
they come back again.”

It was true, the Sioux had recoiled from
some unlooked-for danger they came upon
in the- pass, and wheeling to the right in
solid force they began their retreat along
the base of the mountain. leaving their dead
and wounded behind them, and followed
by the bursting shells of the guns, and the
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CHAPTER XXII.
THE HERO on THE PASS.

IT was a grand victory for the soldiers, a
terrible defeat for the Sioux.

As the latter started in rapid retreat, there
flied out of the pass half a thousand Paw-
nee braves, well mounted and armed. and
they began to press their flying foes hard,
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several slight arrow wounds, rode at a gallop
to the spot where Major Melton had halted
and was establishing a temporary camp.

“Ah, Cody, I welcome you gladly, :for
you are the hero of the pass, the man who
won the fight,” cried the major, grasping
the hand of the scout, who modestly re-
plied:

“Thanks, major, but I had about five
hundred fi hting Pawnee braves to help me
hold the ‘ioux in check, while you gave
them a terrible whipping—why, one shell
killed five of them, and their loss is great in
Warriors and ponies, and they’ll never for.
get this lesson."

” But have you turned Pawnee, Cody, for
you are fighting with red-skins now, making
it a case of dog cat dog?"

Buffalo Bill lauchcd and replied:

“ No, major, I have not turned red-skin,
but I am glad to say by a lucky ten-strike of
mine I got the Pawnees as our allies.

“The story is too ion to tell now, but
the Pawnees are our re brothers, and as
your men must be dead heat from their hard
work and the horses, too, may I Suggest
that you recall them from the pursuit as the
Pawnees will push the Sioux until they
cross the ran go."

“ I‘ll do it, for my men and horses are used
up; but who would not be to gain such a
victory f”

The order was given to recall the pursuit,
and then Major Melton asked:

“ But how did you hold that pass, Cody?”

“I sent to the Pawnee village, sir, as I
felt confident that the Sioux would retreat
by this pass, and asked chief Knife Killer
for a couple of hundred braves.

“ He sent me five hundred braves, and it
was well that he did, for the Sioux had
other bands there; but we were first on the
field, and came by the trail on the summit
of the ridge, for I met the Pawnccs twenty
miles from here.

“We lay in ambush, sending our horses
around by the slope, and so were hidden on
the ridge while the Sioux bands coming up
went into ambush in the pass.

” When I saw you coming and driving the
Sioux before you, I decided to attack those
in the pass before they were joined by their
comrades, and the first they knew of our
being upon the ridge was a shower of rocks,
arrows and bullets.

“ Of course we stampeded them, and driv-
ing them out of the ridge, we brought our
horses up and kept up the fight, falling
back when they made their grand charge.

“But I had left plenty of Pawnees on the
cliffs, with rock ammunition in abundance,
and retreating befere them we led them into
the trap and they did not face the music lon
before they fled, and again we charge
them.

“With you hemming them in, 'sir, you
won the bottle very quickl ."

“ You are the hero, 00 y, as I said, and
such shall be my report; but what red-skins
are those approaching now?”

“ Those are my Red Ropers, sir, the band
of the young chief Sioux Slayer.

"They throw a lariat as well as a Texan
cowboy, ride like Comanches, and the band
are fifty strong, less than I lost to-day and
they go back to the fort with me to enter
the service of the Government, if it will
accept them, as Pawnee scouts, and with
them and my own scouts, Colonel Markham
need have no more dread of the Sioux sur-
prising the fort and settlements.”

“And will they now ally themselves with
the hated pale-faces 7”

” Oh yes, sir.” ‘ _

“ What necromancy have you been guilty
of to win them over, Cody?"

“ The love of Sioux seal s has done it, sir,
for see, they are well supp ied,” and as the
Pawnee ht rsemen halted near the camp
Buffalo Bill pointed to the gory trophies that
hun at their belts.

“ must bear the story of it all some time,
Cody; but now present your az'de-de—eamp,
Sioux Slayer, I believe you call him,” and
Buffalo Bill called to the young chief to ap-
proach.

He did so with quiet dignity, and Bufialo
Bill said:

“Iwish my Pawnee brother, the chief,
Sioux Slayer, to know‘the white chief of the
pale-pace warriors, for he is his friend."

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“Yes, my gallant Pawnee Captain, I am
glad to know you. for you have done great
service to day, and from the looks of your
:string of scalps you doubtless deserve your
name of Sioux Slay er,” and the major of-
fered his hand, at the same time taking his
revolver froui his belt and givingit to the
young chief, to whom Buffalo Bill inter-
preted his words.

Sioux Slayer was delighted at the praise,
:and also the name given him by the major,
:and told the scout to say that he would take
it, and be known as Pawnee Captain the
Sioux Slayer.

“ He also thanked the major for the revol—
ver, and his warriors were called up and
each one grasped the hand of the white
chief, other officers pressing forward and
greeting them, and in many cases bestowing
presents upon them, an act that was par-
licularly appreciated by the Red Ropers.

 

CHAPTER XXIII.
BUFFALO niLL HONORED.

TEE worn out soldiers and horses were
glad to go into camp for a rest; but the duty
"they hs. come upon had been more than ac-
complished. for Buffalo Bill and those with
him had been rescued, and the Sioux had
met with a crushing defeat, so the officers
and men were jubilant.

There was also cause for gloom, as two of
'the officers who so bravel came forth to bat-
tle with the red-men, an a score of the men
had been killed, with quite a number more
wounded.

But the Sioux had lost most heavily, and
a couple of hundred good ponies had been
taken from them.

When all the reports came in, Major Mel-
‘ton heard with regret that Private Frank
Fenton had certainly been captured, as he
was not found among the dead or wounded,
:and nowhere could be seen.

His immediate comrades remembered that
he had said that he would capture a splendid
horse ridden by a chief, and get the war-
bonnet of the Sioux as well, and he had
dashed off alone, and since then had not
been seen.

Two other soldiers, late enlistments in the
.army, were also missing, and could not be
found among the dead or wounded.

They had been seen last with Frank Fen-
ton, and they were also set down as having
been captured, though in their case there
was not such regret expressed as for Frank
Fenton, as neither of them were very good
soldiers, and were unpopular with their com-
rades.

When Buffalo Bill heard of the supposed
capture of the men he seemed deeply worried
over the fate of Frank Fenton, a youth
whom he had taken a. rest fancy to:

Fenton had enlisted a year before, and
from the first was found to be a. perfect
soldier.

He could drill a troop as well as a cap-
tain, and explained this by saying he had
"been at a military academy before he came
West and went to cattle-raising.

The Indians had raided his ranch. and
losing all he possessed he had enlisted in the
army.

On a score of different occasions he had

reatly distin uished himself, and yet had
declined the 0 er of a corporal’s stripes and
afterward of a sergeant's.

In this last expedition he had saved the
life of an officer, then the lives of several of
the men at the risk of his own, and in a gal-
lant dash had killed a chief and two warriors
inahand-to-hand conflict, striking two of
them down with his saber and shooting the
other with his revolver, winning, a cheer
from the whole troop and compliments from
Oscar Emory his captain.

That he had been well educated all who
came in contact with him knew, and, a tall,
splendidly formed man. with a handsome,
striking face, he was a beau-ideal soldier, so
that universal regret was felt at his un-
known fate, and Buffalo Bill said:

“ It will go hard with him if he is a
prisoner to the Sioux, and I would like to
take my scouts and the Pawnees, Major
Melton, and see if I can recapture him and
the other two men.”

“ No, Cody, you have caused anxiety
enough of late without allowing you to

 

escape again, and I am determined that
Colonel Markham shall see that we caught
you, rescued you or run you down, what-
ever was the way of our getting you, and
so I shall send you with an open letter to
the fort reporting the battle, and allowing
you to give full particulars of the affair."

Buffalo Bill's face flushed at this, for he
knew that he had been selected as the one to
carry the news to the fort as a mark of dis-
tinguished honor, especially as he was to tell
the story himself.

So he raised his broad sombrero and said
with feeling:

“ I thank you, Major Melton, for the honor
you bestow upon me, sir; but I could pick
out many officers and men who deserve the
compliment surely.”

“ I shall not deny that, Cody, in the face
of all that 1 saw; but I have decided that you
shall go, so if you are not too much fatigued
you can start within the hour, and I will
have the letter ready for you.”

“ May I take Sioux Slayer, and his Red
Ropers with me, sir, as I wished the colonel
1to meet them and know that they are our al-

ies?"

“ Take them with you, Cody, by all means-
oniy be sure and show yourself in approach-
ing the fort, so as not to get a shell sent into
your midst, for all are on the alert there now
for red-skins.”

Buffalo Bill laughed and replied that he
would be crireful to show himself, or a flag
of truce, and the major asked:

“ Now about the Pawnees when they re-
turn from their scalp-chase?”

“ Surgeon Powell will meet them, and he
speaks Pawnee well, and it would be Well if
they returned with you to the fort, for it
would have a'good effect, and camping there
a few days would show them that we are
their friends, not their foes, when they bury
the tomahawk."

“ You are right. Cody, so bequeath your
red allies to Powell in your absence," answer-
ed the major.

CHAPTER XXIV.
SINGING DOVE warms A LETTER.

BUFFALO BILL started upon his ride to the
fort accompanied by Chief Sioux Slayer and
his band of braves, all seemingly much
pleased to be able to escort the great scout to
the stronghold of the pale-face warriors, and
which they had so often longed to enter,
scalping-knife in hand.

Buffalo Bill rode his splendid white horse,
a present to him from Knife Killer, for the
animal was but slightly wounded, and he set
off after an early supper, intending to go
some distance before camping, and, by an
early start to reach the timber where the
reserve was camped by breakfast the next
morning.

It was late at night when he camped, and
with but one brave on guard he and the
others were soon fast asleep.

But they were up before dawn and they
rode into the timber just about breakfast
time.

The officer in charge had seen them com-
ing, and gotten ready to meet hostiles, but
one of the captives had recognized the Paw-
nees as the band of Red Ropers and the scout
was then seen in their midst.

“ Well, Cody, what news from the front?”

called out Captain Grayson. the command-
ing officer, as Buffalo Bill rode up.
. “ A perfect victory, sir'. for Ma'or Melton,
ending in a stampede of the ioux, and
very heavy losses for them, though we suf-
fered also.

“ I am just carrying the news to Colonel
Markham, sir."

“ With those Pawnees accompanying you.
I hardly knew whether you had on tured
161:1 whole outfit, or was their p soner,

y')’

“ No, sir, the are my Pawnee scouts and
they did splendid work in the fight; but I
must ask your hospitality, Captain Grayson,
for breakfast for them, and supplies to go on
our way to the fort.”

“ Certainly, they shall be filled to the
muzzle, while you breakfast with me and
tell me the story of the fight, and I’ll order
the supplies gotten ready for you."

“ Thank you, sir. ” ‘

“ Then, too, Ihave here a letter for you,
Cody.”

 

 

" A letter for me, sir—from the fort?"

“ Oh, no, from a decidedly pretty girl,
our captive who was known as Singing
ove.”

“ Why should she \\ rite me, sir, and

through you?"

“ She has gone, you know?"

“The girl has gone, sir?”

“ She certainly has."

“ But how and where, Captain Grayson 7”

“ Night before last she took French ieave,
and left this note for you fastened upon the
tree where she had spread her blanket."

“ This is remarkable.”

“ Yes, and I could find no reason for her
going, and questioned every one about it;
but she had quietly slipped away, taking her
own horse, which they say was a fine one,
her father’s rifle, and some provisions sent in
to the camp for the captives.

“ I will get the letter for you."

The captain went to his camping-place
with Buffalo Bill, and from his case took a
letter and handed it to the scout remarking:

“ It is official, you see.”

“ Yes, sir, she doubtless got the envelope
from some one ‘1”

‘5 Yes, from the adj utant, and she writes a.
beautiful hand, you see.”

The letter was addressed in a fine feminine
hand to

“W. F. CODY—BUFFALO BILL,
“ Chief of Scouts.”

It was marked “Personal,” and upon it
was written:

“ The finder will give to the commanding
officer for delivery.” '

Buffalo Bill broke open the envelope and
read as follows:

“ DEAR Mn. CODY:—

“Do not consider it ingratitude in me,
after your kindness in rescuing my father
and myself from captivity among the Paw-
nees, that I refuse to accept my freedom,
gained at such a. great risk by you.

“I told you thatI was half Indian, so long
have I been a captive, and now that my
poor father lies in his grave, I would‘ have
no one to care for me among the pale-faces,
in own race, for I know of no kinder or
friends that I could call on,and I will not
be a burden to an one.

“ Though growmg up among the wild In-
dians, my father did not neglect my educa-
tion and he taught me much of the great
world, which now »I shun when it is in my
power to enter it, returning to my life
among the Pawnees as Sin ing Dove the
daughter of the white medicine-chief, and
where I will be respected at least, and ac-
cept all that fate may have in store for me.

“ldread to go among my own race, a
penniless girl, friendless and unused to the
wa s of those Iwould have to live with,
an it is better for me to return to my wild
life.

“So forgive me, Mr. Cody, accept my
sincere gratitude of all that you have done
for me and let me live and die as an Indian
girl, but your friend,

“ SINGING Dovn,
once known as .
“ PEARL FAIRFAX."

“ I have, for my protection and use taken
the supplies sent to the captain’s camp, your
revolvers loaned to the two white men, and
my father’s rifle.

“ The horse and saddle you know are
mine, and to avoid detention I steal awn
like a thief in the night, or perhaps to put 1:
more correctly, like an Indian."

Buffalo Bill had read the letter aloud, and
when he concluded it Captain Grayson
asked:

“ Well,
Cody ‘2”

“ I think, sir, that the girl must be rescued
from herself. she must be taken from the
life she leads in an Indian camp."

what do you think of that.

 

CHAPTER XXV.
THE RETURN OF THE scour.

AT Fort Read there was a great feeling
of uneasiness, w en the party under Major
Melton started upon the trail of rescue.

Fort Ready had a goodly number of
soldiers to garrison it, and needed them, but
to draw a considerable force away on a long

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trail could not but cause anxiety among
those who knew the situation. and the cun-
ning nature of the Sioux, who might make a ‘
fcint in one direction and pounce down with i
a large number of warriors upon the fort.

When the courier arrived from Major
Melton, asking for reinforcements, and re-
porting that the Sioux were in large num-

ers in their front, Colonel Markham at once
dispatched ten companies of the infantry
mounted and a couple of light guns, re-
ducing his garrison to one-half its original
number.

But those that were left were put on
double duty, the scouts were kept constantly
out on the watch for as;' signs of the Indians,
and had the Sioux real y intended an attack

‘ on the fort they would have found a warm

reception awaiting them.

As no other word came from the front
there was considerable anxiety felt as to the
fate of Buffalo Bill and those with him, as
also for the troops sent to the front under
Major Melton, for it Was well known that
the Sioux could place a very heavy force of
mounted warriors in the fie d, and the Were
cunning and desperatevfighters as wel .

"A party of horsemen approaching the
fort, sir," said an officer entering the head-
quarters of Colonel Markham the second day
after the fight at Hermit Pass.

“Dofigu make out who they are, Lieu-

tenant yd?”

" Not yet, sir, but word is to be sent at
once, sir, when they are known.”

Word soon came that it was a party of
mounted Indians approaching, and as they
were reported as not half a hundred in num.
her. general surprise was felt as to why they
were coming. ,

Buta call to posts was ordered, incase
they should be the advance guard of a much

. larger force and were plotting a ruse to cover
"up an attack. I
Then word came that ’there was a white
' man discovered in their midst, and in a
. shortwhile a wild cheer was heard at the
ystockade and Lieutenant Loyd came up at
" ,a double quick to report that Buffalo Bill
' was coming and those with him were Paw-
. nees. ‘ .

g V The cheeringl grew louder and louder as
the scout and is Pawnee guard reached the
fort, and riding in amid shouts of welcome
he dofled his sombrero and bowed again and
a in as he rode on to, headquarters, the In-

ans following him in single file.

Arriving at headgnarters Buffalo Bill
leaped from his and le, an orderly took his

ihorse and advancin quickly the scout met

Colonel Markham w 0 said earnestly:

“Welcome back, Cody. for we all con-
sidered on as lost to us; but how is it you
come w th s red-skin escort and not your

- 'scouts1”-

V u “Cy
our allies now, for Knife Killer and his peo-

‘ '“ pie have buried the tomahawk with their

white brothers.” ‘

J “This is food news, indeed, Cod ; but

’ they have ri den far so I will send t em to

 1 quarters. and have them well cared for,

_ while you come in and let me hear all that

"’f you know of the news at the front.

. 'Bn'flalo Bill spoke a few words to Sioux

; Slayer. who dismounted and advanced. fol-

 lowed by his warriors, and Colonel Mark-
 ham rested them in a most friendly man-
‘ ; char; ,1: s words being interpreted by the scout,
g‘who‘hlso told them that it was the wish of
 tthe white chief to have them go to quarters

j! j and be well taken care of.

1,  ', ~ The Pawnees then remounted and filed
’ led by a sergeant, while Buffalo Bill

the private quarters of the colonel

“and taking the letter of Major Melton from

- ‘. his pocket handed it to his commander with

the remark.

r . “I'was honored, air, by Ms or Melton’s

i ' » sending this letter by me, a re nesting

g thstI personallymform you of all t t has
taken place.”

, “Such a mission from Melton, Cody,

‘ means a special honor to you for services

. rendered, and I congratulate you indeed,

, and shall be glad to hear all that you have to

say, which I hope is nothing of a disastrous

‘- nature to our brave boys in the field. '

I , " 0n the contrary, sir, letme saythat Ihavo

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are Pawnee scouts, colonel, and

  

 

, won by Major Melton, and also a story
of mportance to make known of an allianod

I Was able to make with Knife Killer, the
great chief of the Pawnees, which makes
him and his people our friends."

“ Bravo, Cody, for that is of immense
value to us: but now to Melton’s letter,” and
silt? colonel motioned the scout to a seat near

m.

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CHAPTER XXVI.
rm: La'r'rnn.

THE letter sent by Major Melton was un-
opened and blonel Markham, taking it from
the envelope, hastily glanced over it.

It was as follows:

" CAMP NEAR Hunm'r’s PAss,
“ March 30th, 18—.

“ COLONEL MABREY Murmurs:—

“ sz—I have the honor to report to you a
complete victory over the Sioux, the particu-
lars of which I request W. F. Cody, Chief
of Scouts to make known to you, as to him is
really due the one grand triumph.

“ I say this without disparaging any one 1

else, but in doing so must not forget to state
that much is also due to Surgeon Frank
Powell, whose distinguished services I will
make known in my official report upon my
return, along with special mention of the offi-
cers and men I have the honor to command
on this expedition.

" Through some secret means, unknown to
me, W. F. Cody ained the Pawnees as his
allies, and, when reed from the siege he was
held in by the Sioux, and which we went to
rescue him from, he disappeared most mys-
terious] , with a word left for me, to reap-
pear at ermit’s Pass with half a thousand
braves under his command and there check
the retreat of the large force of Sioux we
were pursding, attack the other bands sent
there to ambush us, and thereby enable us
to gain the victory which was crushing in
its eflects.

” I regret to report the death of Lieuten-
ants Varney and Dillon, and of seventeen
men,-while the wounded number about sev-
enty, few, fortunately, seriously injured.

“ I shall camp here for needed rest, after
one of the most rapid rides with a force of
this size ever made. and then return by easy
marches to the fort, but if required sooner a
courier can readily find us.

“ All that you require to know Cody can
inform you of. as he is thoroughly osted on
my movements from the rescue o himself
and party at the timber to which Surgeon
Powell so ably and rapidly guided us, and
just in time to save them from massacre.

“ 1 have also to report. with sincere re at,
that Private Frank Fenton and two ot era
are missing, supposed to have been captured
by the Sioux. and would mention the con-
spicuous bravery of Fenton throughout the
expedition.

“ With respect,
“ I have the honor to be,
“ Your obedient servant,

“ANDREW MELTON,
“ Gom'd'g empeds'tion.”

When Colonel Markham had finished read-
ing this letter he held out his hand and said:

" I congratulate you, Cody, upon this well-
deserved praise from Major Melton, ‘but it
is just what I expected of you, and (if Sur-
geon Powell, too, for somehow you work to-
gether with wonderful cleverness and suc-

cess.

“Poor Varney and Dillon, and the other
brave fellows who fell with them. met the‘
fate all soldiers must expmt'and died with
their harness on.

“I hope none of the wounded will die,
and I deeplg regret this capture of Private
Fenton an the two other soldiers, whom
Major Melton does not name. ,

“It would have been better had they
been slain, for the Sioux are merciless in
their revenge.

“ Now Iain ready to hear your report of
the aflair, which from what the major writes
must have been a most signal victory." .

“ It was, sir, as on will understand
when I tell you that n rescuing my party

were ‘ moving

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"at the timber, Major’Melton had to face over '
a thousand warriors. .
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! to the attack when surprised by the troops,

who had made a most remarkable ride of it,
and were guided by Surgeon Powell into
position, guns and all, without the Indians
suspecting their presence until the cannons
opened on them.

"Driving the Sioux to the hills, Major
Melton shelled them in retreat toward i'ler-
mit’s Pass, where they had sent couriers to
have other bands 50 with all speed and am-
bush the comman , following them into the
trap.

"Three of these bands reached the pass,
almost together, and went into ambush, all
told numbering twelve hundred braves, so
that with those he was pursuing, Major
Melton had to face there over two thousand
warriors, outnumbcring him about five to
one and fighting from a strong position.

“ But his guns and charging troopers did
most efl‘ective work, and as the Sioux could
not break through the pass they were hemmed
in, sufiered heavily and were stampeded
along the mountain base."

“ You have given a very graphic account,
Cody, but from it no one would ever sup-
p‘ose that you were in the battle, and yet

ajor Mclton’s letter states distinctly that
you were there,” said Colonel Markham,
smiling at the scont’s modest report.

 

CHAPTER XXVII.
BUFFALO BILL EXPLAINS.

THE scout smiled at the way Colonel
Markham had complimented him, and re-
pied;

“Oh yes, sir, I was there at the battle,
but not with the soldiers, you know.”

“ Where were you?”

“ At the pass, sir. ”

“ Alone ?"

“ Oh no, sir, I had about five hundred
Pawnee braves with me."

“ In fact commanded a small Indian army
yourself ‘2"

“ Yes, sir, and good fighters they were."

"I should jud e so, to hold at bay two
thousand Sioux With soldiers driving them.”

“You see, sir, I had the pass, the advant-
age of position.”

“Yes, but how was it that you had the
Pawnees, Cody ?"

“Chief Knife Killer loaned them to me,
air, for when I was rescued by Major Mel-
ton, I went with the Red skin Ropers who
were with me to meet the band of w rriors I
had sent a courier to the Pawnee age to
ask Knife Killer to send me, sir.

“ He sent more than I asked for, and
placed them under my command, so we
pressed on to the pass, for I had Indian
scouts out who reported, as I felt sure they
must do, that the Sioux were retreating
that way to their village, and Major Melton
was driving them.’,’

“ And at the pass?"

f‘ My Pawnee scouts reported other bands
of Sioux coming rapidly to the pass, and I
knew that the defeated band had sent for re—
inforcements to meet them there and am-
bush the troops.

“But I was first on the field with
Pawnees. we bid our ponies, andtook posi—
tion on the clifis, and when the Sioux bands
came up they went into ambush in the gap
at the base of the ridge, so did not know of

our presence there until we attacked them, . '

which was when we saw the main.force
nearly up to the pass and Major Melton
pursuin .” _,

“ An you defeated those there?”

“We gave them a complete surprise, sir,
and rolling rocks down upon them stamped—
ed braves and ponies. .

“ We also held the pass when the whole
force came on and charged us, and caught
between the Pawnees n ambush, and the
troops pursuing them hard. the Sioux be-
mic-stricken, and fled along the
mountain base.

“ The soldiers and their horses were worn.
out, while the Pawnees and their rise were
oomparativel fresh, so I asked ajor Mel-
ton to recall is men- and let our al ies con-
tinue the pursuit, which he did.

“ That, sir, is the story of the fight.”
“ Yes, and a

you mana' d to get

our armyof Pawnee
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cr foes, a tribe one had every reason to fear,
and yet they suddenly became our friends.

“ Pray explain that, please.”

“ It is a long story, colonel, dating back
to my going upon the scouting trip which
caused you to send to look me up.”

“ All right, Cody, your stories always are
interesting, and lsball be glad to listen to
all you have to tell."

“ Thank you, sir.” replied the scout, and
then he went on to tell of his going into the
1ndian country. and the duel he had been the
sole witness of between the two great chiefs,
Knife Killer, the Pawnee, and Death Dealer
the Sioux.

“ The cause of this meeting alone, with no
warriors present,” the scout went on to say,
" Knife Killer kept to himself; but each cer-
tainly expected to be the victor and win great
fame by taking in the scalp. war-bonnet and
pony of the leader of the other tribe.

“Had I not been there both would have
been killed, sir; but I had a greater regard
for the Pawnee than for the Sioux, and you
may recall, sir, that some time ago I entered
the Pawnee village, to let them know that
their foes were about to attack them, as Ihad
seen the Sioux on the trail.

" 1 was held a prisoner to await the truth
of my story, but preferred to escape to put
Pawnee gratitude to the test, so did so, and
since then they have not been such bitter foes
of mine as before.

“Scein my chance to again help them I
saved their chief Knife killer from death,
dressed his wounds as well as I could, and
took him on to his village, being overtaken
on the trail by a band of Sioux searching for
their dead chief. '

“ To end my story, sir. Knife Killer. made
afirm friend, did all in his power for me,
and in the pow-wow held made me a chief,
at the same time agreeing to bury the toma-
liawk with the whites.”

“ Why Cody, you have accomplished
wonders." _

1‘1 Thank you, colonel, but there is more to

,te .”

CHAPTER XXVIII.
. A SPECIAL MISSION.

CONTINUING his story Buffalo Bill said:

“ As I had noticed in the vilage, Colonel
Markham, a number of white captives and
two negrocs, I told Knife Killer plainly that
in making terms with you that you would

- :not consider the matter unless the pale-face

prisoners were given up.

“ He did not wish to submit to this,
especially» as one of the captives had become
the head medicine-chief of the tribe, and he
had with him his young and beautiful
daughter, of whom I will speak later.

"But I was firm, so Knife Killer, who
was still suffering from his wounds. yielded,
and I was allowed to bring the captives with
me, nine whites and the two negroes. . .

“ Three of them were women and three
children. then there was the medicine-chief
I spoke of, two white men and the negro.

“ The Knife Killer appointed a oung
chief, Sioux Slayer as my escort, wit
band of young braves, orapartof them, and

strange to say’they are remarkable lasso,

throwers, and I named them my Red-skin
Ropers. . v

” On the way ‘We were met by a band of
Sioux and I stood at bay in a splendid spot
to defend, and there Doctor Fairfax, for such
was his name. was killed, with several of the
Red-skin Ropers. ‘.

" We were in a desperate situation when
suddenly we heard abugle call, and glancing
upon a cliff I first saw u. horseman, then an
officer on foot, and later came the rattle of. a,
Winchester." ,

_“ Frank Powell, by the gods of warl"
cried the colonel excitedly.

_" Yes, sir, though I supposed a“ large force

of soldiers Were coming to the rescue.
“ instead he was alone, but answered the
urpose just as 'well. as he stampeded the
gm x, rescued us,’ and starting our outfit on
the trail for the fort, came for aid as you

know. sir. ”

“ Yes and a splendid ride he made of it.
Cody," said the colonel. and B‘nfialoBill then

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and the story of his battle there, and again
a rescue through the courage and endurance
of the Fighting Surgeon.

“ When I was rescued, Colonel Markham,
I knew that my best plan was to make at
once to the mountains and get what I’awnees
I could to cut off the retreat of the Sioux.

" 'l‘he scalps those with me had receiVed I
felt sure would encourage Knife Killer to
send me the braves I had sent to him for by
Scalp Taker, a young brave who had run the
gantlet of the lines about us.

“ I was not disappointed in my hopes, forms
I have said, Knife Killer sent half a thousand
warriors, and they will return with Major
Melton, sir, to see you, and thus cement the
treaty between them and the pale-faces.”

“ They shall be most warmly welcomed,
Cody, and I will see to it that their leaders at
least shall receive presents of prisoners, while
gifts will be iven to the braves and sent to
their old chic , who certainly must be class-
ed as a very able general.

“This treaty of peace with the Pawnces
will be worth a‘great'deal to the Government,
and save many a brave soldier’s life, not to
speak of the good it will do for the settle-
ments.

” As for the Sioux we must fight them
still, as they will not yield until thoroughly
ell‘ibdued and it will take years to accomplish
t at.

“You have done well, Cody, and deserve
the thanks of Congress for your work; but
now about those captives?"

“ They will deubtlcss go to the settlement,
sir, and find homes, while the two negroes
can get employment, I suppose, as servants
here in the fort.”

“Very readily; but the daughter of this
unfortunate doctor you referred to."

" Yes, sir, unfortunate she is. indeed.

“ Her father was a practicing physician
East, a man of refinement and education,
also of wealth, I gleaned from the little he
told me.

“ He must have lost his money and came
West, settling in the Happy Home Valley,
so was one of the victims of the Sioux mas-
sacre there some years ago.

“ All his family save himself and daugh-
ter were slain, and he was ruined and taken
captive by the Sioux: he was the next day
recaptured by the Pawnees after a hard
battle.

“ The doctor and his daughter were taken
to the Pawnee village. where for her sake he
at once allied himself with the Indians, and
became a medicine-chief. waiting and hop-
ing to escape some day.”

" And was set free only to be killed; but
his poor child must be cared for, and she has
my deepest sympathy.

“ I will See what Mrs. Markham can do
for her."

‘ “ Colonel Markham, read this letter,
lease,” and Buffalo Bill handed over Sing-
ng Dove’s letter, and told, how she had left

the camp under Captain Grayson’s com-

mand. ‘

The colonel read the letter through slowly,
and then said sadly: ‘ '

“ This is unfortunate. .

" Can the poor girl have reached the In-
dian camp again, alone, as she was?” '

" I hope so. sir; but it is my desire to at
once set out on the trail to find out.

“ I would have done so, sir, when Captain
Grayson gave me the letter, only I had
orders to report to you, sir. _

“If I can now go to the village cf Knife
Killer, carrying him presents from you, and
reporting the"; his braves are, coming here to
see you, it will don great deal of good, and
i desire to leave to-night, sir."

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CHAPTER xxxx.
TRACKING A Fain FUGITIVE.

Tim request of Buffalo Bill Colonel Mark.
ham deemed it best to grant. .

He did not like to see the scout, after his
arduous services of the past few weeks, start
out again upon along trail, but he consider-
ed that it was demanded by the circumstances
of the case that he shouldgo.

First of all was that ,the young white _ I
‘ 'wasa man .vivgh’ a history, one who w

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IIer fate must be at once known.

Then, too. the going of the scout to Knife
Killer to report the grand victory over the
Sioux, and that the Pawnee braves were go-
ing to the fort with the pale-face warriors
who had fought the fight as their comrades,
would be a strong tie to bind more thor-
oughly the treaty made with Buffalo Bill.

Then, too, the Pawnee braves would tell
of their visit to the fort, how the big white
chief had treated them and carry back with
them numberless presents for their great
chief Knife Killer.| ,

\V hen the matter was all talked over, and
Mrs. Markham readily said she would give
the fair young captive a home with her. for
she and the colonel had no children, having
lost their only child. a daughter. some years
before, it was decided that Buffalo Bill
should set off with his Red-skin Ropers af-
ter supper that day, and push on to a ni ht
camp, ready to make an early start the ol-
lowing morning.

The colonel had a special parade for the
Red-skins Ropers to witness, showed them
about the fort to impress them with its
strength, and, by a clever device allowed
them to see the -companies twice over, thus
giving them the idea that there were twice
as many soldiers in the garrison as there
really was.

When they came to the time of departure
a dozen pack-horses were laden with provi-
sions, blankets and other presents for their
people, their chief was sent a fine horse with
officer’s saddle and bridle from the colonel,
and blankets and a sword and revolvers as
well.

They filed out of of the fort half an hour
before sunset, delighted with their visit and
greatly im ressed by the power of their
pale-face fr ends as they had now become.

At their head rode Buflalo Bill by the side
of Chief Sioux Slayer, who had fared most
generously in the way of gifts, and as the
scout passed out of the Stockade a salute
was fired in his honor, in recognition of his
winning the Pawnees over as friends, and
cheer after cheer was given him. cousin
his handsome face to flush with pride an
gratification.

Anxious to get on with all speed, Buffalo

Bill did not halt to camp until the fort was -‘

twenty miles behind them. .

Then a rest was made until before dawn,
when they pressed on for a couple of hours
when they halted for breakfast, the Red- ,
skin Ropersrejoicing in their having madam
friends with the pale-faces when they
enjoyed the provisions which had been
brought along by the scout. I

The scout followed the trail‘ they had
taken on their way to the fort, asit was his
intention to take the trail of the girl Sharp~

Shooter just where she had left Captain, Gray~ ' ‘

son’s camp. . »
Then too Buffalo Bill carried dis ntches
for Major Melton,,to be left with ptain
Grayson if the command had'not yeti-cached ; I
the reserve position. , ,
It was just sunset when the reached,‘
Captain Grayson’s cant , to do that-tho
major and his common had not yet return:
ed, but a courier had come in ' stating that; .
they would arrive the next day, and that the
Pawnoes were returning from the chaseof "

the Sioux having come up witba number of 

stragglers on foot and wounded warriorr
who were Very quick] and summarily dealt
with according to the ndinn fashion. ; V
The dispatch also stated that Bur eon .
Powell had served as’the white chief o the _
Pawnees in their pursuit of the Sioux-.‘an‘dj
at the request of their own chiefs was to
command them until they reached the fort,” ,
as he spoke their language wellnnd was _
known to them as the “Brother” of Bufislo.“
Bill. ‘ . , ,‘
Captain Grayson also told the scout that
there had een no tidings gleaned of Private
Frank Fenton and the two soldiers supposed,
to have been captured with him. 4 ~
“I regret poor Fenton’sgfate,Cod , and
only wish it was possible to rescue, imiu
some way, _ t : , -
“ He was far above the ordinary, as young
men go, and should have held a commission ~
instead of being an enlisted man. ‘ ‘
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cue him.

“At the present 1 am on the trail of that
strange young girl, Singing Dove, but when
, I have seen her, i shall see what can be done
7,7 . toward solving the mystery hanging over
Fenton. .

“ I may be able to get back this far with
her before Major Melton moves on to the
.fort, but should I not do so, [will leave a
line to Surgeon l’owull asking him to remain
I. .,., here until lreturn. keeping with him some
.1" of my scouts, and we will talk over Fenton’s
 probable fate and see what can be done,”

and Bull‘qu Bill sat up talking to Captain

Gruyson until late before he wont to his

blankets.

The scouts at the camp, after the flight of
Singing Dove, had found the trail where she
departed and followud it for a mile or more,
so Buffalo Bill knew just where to go and
strike it in the morning without taking the

‘ time to hunt for it.

It was just break of day therefore the

following morning. when the scout picked

. up the trail of the Singing Dove and, with
the Red-skin Ropers pushed rapidly on to
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CHAPTER XXX.
A STARTLING DISCOVERY.

, ~ WHETHER relying upon her skill in fron-
» tier craft, or ridiu at random merely to
. elude pursuit, Buffa 0 Bill could not at first

decide when following the trail of Singing

Dove after her departure from Captain Gray-
: sun's camp.
It seemed to indicate uncertainty of pur-
\ pose. as though not knowing her way, yet
trygng to keep within a certain radius.
1 * ut, after a few miles had been gone over,
gthe traittook a straight course, as though
Tithe young girl had gotten her bearings and
had gone in the right direction.

When Bufialo Bill noted this he found an

,explanation for it by muttering to himself:

' “ It was night when she left camp.

' " When the day broke she took ’her own
ideas of the direction of the Pawnee village
C and she has not missed it very far if she held
5011 as she was going here."

 " When he CXpluined this to Sioux Slayer he
6 ,found that the Indians had accounted for the
course first wavering, then holding straight
-‘.on just as be had done.

/ The tracks showed that the horse had been
’ .urged to quite a brisk gait, after the trail
V took a certain direction, and this seemed to’

,indicate a fear of pursuit and anxiety to get
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so, the scout followed it as fast as he dared
mfithe well-laden pack-animals.

5 hour’s halt was made at noon, and
.0001an resuming the trail the scout drew
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eluted toward the Sioux country.

a 'i the Singing Dove." .

.t " What do your braves say?" '
. The braves as they came up each one ex-
amined the new trail carefully and in silence.
Buflalo Bill waited for them to speak.
At last they did so, and it was the general
opinion that the trail was that of a small
w, of Sioux that had separated from one
the larger forces and were either on'
Tamas,- or were hoping to fall in with some
‘ bender Pawnees. . ' . »;. ,
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the others were following, and that it did not
branch of? from the others. .

But now and then the tracks of the girl‘s
horse Were seen and the trailers pushed on
with more speed, for it looked more and
more as though the ones who followed her
were Sioux.

Sioux Slayer did not recall that any small
band of l’awnees was away from the village
on a scout, and the direction from whence
the trail had come seemed to prove that they
were enemies, not. friends.

11’ l’awnees, the Singing Dove was safe.

If Sioux, she would be taken captive and
carried to their village.

Anxious regarding her fate, Bullalo Bill
pushed on with as great speed as he dared
force the pack horses.

At last, seeing that they delayed him, he
said to Sioux Slayer that he would go on'
ahead with a few of the braves and leave him
to follow more slowly with the others.

But the young chief was not to be cheated
out of a fight if there was to be one, and he
quickly pointed out to the scout that the
trail they followed numbered as many ponies
as they had braves along, and if they proved
to be Sioux, it would be a hot fight that
would follow.

So he suggested that he go along too, leav-
ing 'onl half adozen braves to come on with
the pac animals.

This being decided upon, the fighting-force
pushed on mere rapidly, and after an hour’s
ride were going at a great pace when Buffalo
Bill suddenly drew rein. I
, His quick car had detected a sound that
startled him. ‘

All were at once as still as death, and then
distinctly came to their ears the sound of a
rifle-shot. '

It was a long way ofl,land there came no
answering shot. ‘

Only that shot and the one that had attract-
ed the scout's attention were heard.

It came from'off on their right, down a
valley and appeared to be a mile or more
away. ,

Instantly Buffalo Bill dismounted, and
with Sioux Slayer went on ahead, the braves
following far behind.

A mile was gone over, then they "halted
and Beered over a ledge of rock.

W at they saw appeared to startle them,
for the scout held up his hand for the fol-
lowing braves to halt where the were.

They did so, and removing is sombrero
Buffalo Bill unslung his field glass and
peered through it for so long a while that
any one save an Indian would have grown-
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CHAPTER XXXI.
A GIRL AT BAY.

Wm Buffalo Bill had looked through
his glass until he had seen all that he wished
to, regarding the scene before him, he turn-
ed to Sioux Slayer who was quietly seated
'on a rock awaiting forhim, to speak. '

The braves sat ike statues on their horses
a few hundred yards distant also waiting

on or sen ng them back on the trail. ‘
. "Let m red brother remoVe his’ war-
‘bonnet an take this farrseeing eye of the
palofacesh ' . , . i 4

“ ow let him‘ look over at the chi, in the

v ‘ Valle ,smile away.

as he see?"

eyes, as the scout show _
moved it until the focus ‘fell upbn what he
wished to, see, and then suddenly started and
q’uicklyremoved it from his face. ' ,.
“They are a mile away, chief.
“ It is the far-seeing eye that brings them’

so near.

‘ “Let thechlef look again and tell Pa-e-

has-kn what he sees.” , I‘ . ‘ ,
Thus reassured. the chief again raised the

glass and what he beheld seemed to interest

him' greatly. . i I r ’ '

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with calm otience for the order calling them,

tones from them, and the Sioux would'be-

The chief" placed the fieldqglass, to his'
ed him how to do,'=

them to halt.
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The chief indicated half a hundred.

“ Where?"

" Around cliff point that rise high over
vallm'.”

“ Yes,

“ Does he see any one on the cliff?”

It 3:03. ’1

“ Who is it?"

“The Singing Dove.”

“And the Sioux?”

“Try to capture her, but she is too higlv
and beat them back with rocks.” '

“ Let the chief look again."

He did so, and while the glass was to his
eye there was heard a shot from down in tho i
valley.

Instantly Buffalo Bill clasped his hand
over the chief’s mouth, for he was about to.
give a war or .

“ The chic is mad!

" What did he see?” cried the scout.

Brought to his senses by the act of the:
scout, preventing his, war-cry, Sioux Slayer
said quickly:

“ Pa-evhas-ka do good.

" No let Sioux Slayer give war-cry whom
he saw Sioux fall from tree.”

“ What did you see?” quickly asked the
scout, taking the glass.

“ Sioux Slayer saw brave climb up the
big cliff, and Singing Dove threw rock, but

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“ She threw another rock, but it did not
kill Sioux.

“ Then she fire rifle and Sioux fall from
tree, dead. '

“Then Sioux Slayer want to give war
cry, but it was bad." ‘ '

“ Yes, it might have prevented our sur~
prising them, for we must attack those-
Sioux, chief." -

This the chief seemed only too anxious to
do, and Buffalo Bill recounoitered the valle
and its‘ surroundings carefully through his.
glass.

He saw that a spur of rocks jutted out.
from the ridge upon one side, nearly a mile-
distant, and it arose atthe end in a tower»
like cliff, rising with precipitous sides to the
hei, ht of a hundred feet. _ ‘

Igcar this cliff, almost against it, grew it. ‘
massive tree, the branches beginning some-
thirty feet up from the ground, and spread~
ing‘out so as to touch the c'lifi.

he tree was dead, having been killed by ,
a lightning-stroke, and the upper branches.
spread out over one side of the cliff.

Whether the girl had climbed this tree or'
not, to escape from the Sioux, Bufialo Bill‘
did. not know, but suspected that she had as:
the Indians sought to, reach her by that;
means, but in each case the daring attempt;
thus far had ended in the fall of the red--
skin, struck down by a rock thrown by the»
girl, or by a shot from her rifle. ~ _

The Sioux were camped about the base
of the cliff; and the point being separated ,
from the rest of the spur there seemed to g
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a flank movement, Could approach the cl '
within a few hundred yards, and then charge-
out‘of the, timber upon the Sioux, taking
them completely by surprise, I a

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driven into the. open valley the .Pawnees: .
would have greatly the advantage. , .
Noting these circumstances tn their favor,
the scout communicated his intention to the
Pawnee chief wholnt once decided that it
was justwvhst should be done. 5
‘ ,So back .to their‘ horses they Montana
leavingthe trail, now that they had found
the girl, they made'a flank movement along
the. top of t a ridge; and at-last came to"
where a descent to the valley could be made
by way of‘a can on: ‘ .
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throw her rifle to her shoulder, and with the
sharp report the warrior fell heavily to the
ground fifty feet below.

CHAPTER XXXII.
THE RED-SKIN Romans" Ti-Lniuunn CHARGE,

Tun report of the rifle was heard by the
I’awnees, but they made no move, silently
sitting on their horses, for they saw that
their white chief still held his position.

In a little while he motioned them to ad-
vance and they did so, riding slowly

Buffalo liili was now near enough to take
in the whole situation.

The ponies of the Sioux were fully three
hundred yards distant from their riders, the
latter, almost without exception, save several
guards, being grouped about the base of
the tower-like rock.

The summit of this rock seemed hardly
more than forty feet square, and upon it
grew several scrub pines.

The sides of the rock could not be scaled,
being precipitous and smooth, and as the
Sioux tried to reach the summit by the dead-
ly way of the large, lightning-riven tree,
that must have been the way the girl as-
cended and the only means of getting up
there.

Although the girl could have fired down
upon her foes, killing any one she chose, or
turned loose rocks over upon them, she
seemed to have no desire to do so save when
the made an attempt to reach her position.

but she had shown she could defend her-
self was revealed by the fact that several
dead warriors lay in a row under the shadow
of the clifl‘.

That the Indians could have killed her
seemed also an assured fact; but this they
did not make any attempt to do, preferring
to capture her alive, it seemed.

The warriors at the base of the cliff were
scattered about, occupying considerable
space.

Some of them were asleep, others were
talking together in groups, a few were idling
about but the greater number were striving
to find some way of capturing the girl, or
looking around for another warrior bold
enough to make the effort to climb the tree
and seize the girl.

It was not long before a young Sioux
brave did step out and offer to take the
chances of the climb up the tree.

His companions seemed greatly to admire
his pluck, in the face of the death of their
comrades, and as they gathered around him
when he approached the tree, Buffalo Bill
decided that it was the time to make the
charge upon them.

So it was that he signaled for the Pawnees
to advance, and as they drew near. the chief
himself leading his horse, the scout stepped
back and joined them.

“ I will empty my rifle upon them, chief,
and then mounting, will charge with my re-
volvers in hand, you and your warriors fol-
lowing,” he explained.

Sioux Slayer nodded assent, and the next
moment the Pawnees saw the scout raise his
Winchester to his shoulder, take quick aim,
and rapidly the shots rung out and the
leaden messengers went tearing into the
group of Indians at the base of the cliff.

A few seconds only did it take to empty
the rifle, and then. as the chief dashed up
with his horse, Buffalo Bill threw himself
into the saddle and with a revolver in each
hand dashed out of the canyon leading the
charge of the Red-skin Ropers.

The Sioux Slayer also had a pair of re-
volvers, which had been presented to him.
and well he knew how to use them, and
there rattled forth shots with those of the
scouts, while with their terrible war-cries
the Red-skin Ropers. whirling their lariats
about their heads, followed their leaders, the
white and the red chiefs.

The Sioux were taken wholly ofl their
guard, and caught in a trap they had not
looked for.

The Winchester had done ood work, the
revolvers also dropped their eadly hail into
their midst, and the Sioux turned in rapid
flight for their ponies. a few of them only
turning their weapons upon their foes.

But, led by Buffalo Bill the Red-skin
Ropers pressed hotly on the track of the fly-
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and caught about the neck, or form of the
braves, who were dragged to the ground by
ther relentless pnrsuers and either killed or
badly injured.

It was a thrilling, yet terrible sight, that
charge of the Redskin Ropers, and Bull'an
liill who had never seen them use their
lassoes as weapms before was impressed
with its deadly execution in their skillful
and merciless hands.

llaving cut the Sioux otI from their
ponies, the, l’awnecs at once secured the ani»
mals while they kept up the chase ot' the
fugitive braves as they ran to cover in the
nearest canyon and timber, panic strieken by
the charge of the terrible red l.asso/l'hrowers,
and seeking only to find a hiding-place from
their relentless pursners.

\Vhat the fate of the remnant of the
band would have been can be readily un-
derstood, had not darkness fallen upon the
Valley and checked the hunt for life and
scalps.

Having seen that the victory was won,
that the Sioux were flying for their lives
and their ponies had been captured by the
Pawuecs, Buffalo Bill wheeled his horse
and rode back to the base of the cliff to
come suddenly upon Singing Dove, who,
recognizing him and the lsedskin Ropers,
had quickly descended from her retreat on
the rock and calmly gazed on at the scene of
carnage going on before her.

CHAPTER XXXIII.
THE REFUSAL.

“ YOU have come after me, Buffalo Bill.”

So the Singing Dove said when she faced
the scout as he rode up, a half-defiant look
upon her face.

" l have, Singing Dove," was the reply.

“ \Vhy did you come?"

“ To take you back with me.”

“ How did you find me?"

“ 1 took your trail and followed you.”

“Why did you not let me doasl wished?"

“ Because you have no right to do so.

“You are a white girl, young, beautiful,
and have no right to bury yourself in an
Indian camp.”

“ Not if I wish to?”

I! No."

“ Have you anything to eat with you ‘2”

“ Plenty.”
' “ Give me something, for I am almost
starved.”

Buffalo Bill saw that the face was pale and
paggard, the eyes sunken, and he said quick-

” Poor girl, you have indeed been made
to suffer.

“ Here is my haversack of food, so help
yourself, and we will camp here now for the
night, so you will soon have a good, hot sup-

er' 1)

” I must eat something now, I cannot
wait," and she eagerly devoured a cracker
and a piece of venison steak.

Buffalo Bill saw that the Pawnees were
giving up the chase in the twilight, and com-
ing up toward the cliff, and he asked the

irl:

“ How long have you been here?”

“ Since the afternoon of the day following
the night I left.”

“ The Sioux tracked you?”

“ Yes, I looked around and saw them
coming. so rode on with all speed.

“ But my horse was lame and Ihad to
leave him here and hide.

“I saw this cliff and the tree, so Iclimbed
up to the top.

“ But they saw me and tried to make me
come down. for several of them spoke
Pawnee, and English, too.

“ When they saw that I would not, they
sent a warrior up to capture me, but I killed
him before he reached the cliff, for I had
taken my rifle up with me, slung to my
back.”

“ You are a brave girl.”

“I did not wish to be taken, and Ihate
the Sioux, for they killed all I love.”

“ And yet others made the attempt to
reach you?"

“Yes, they would not shoot me I soon
saw. 'and risked their lives to take me alive.

“ I threw rocks at those who came up
next, and knocked one brave off the tree;

 

 

but several came together, so I had to use
my ritle again, and that checked them

“I had no food, for it was on my saddle,
so I nearly slarved, and it was hard to
watch them day and night. -

“But I did do it, and i know I have
killed a number of them, only i did not, keep
count.

“ lint] believed I would starve to death
before long, and had you not. come I eould
not have lasted much longer. so you saved
me, and i thank you, llull'ulo llill, only i am
so sorry you wish me to go back with you,
for i will not go,”

“ lint you must.”

" No,"

“ Since I saw you there has been a great
battle.

“ Knife Killer sent me a number of war-
riors, and they, with the soldiers from the
fort, pave the Sioux a terrible defeat at Her-
mit's Pass.

“1 was sent to the fort with the news,
and there learned that you had gone when I
stopped at the camp, and Captain Grayson
gave me 'our letter.

“I toh Colonel Markham of you.

“lie is the commandant of the fort, you
know, and he has a lovely wife.

“They have no children, having lost a
daughter some years ago by being thrown
from her horse.

“ Had she lived she would have been
about your age.

“They were both distressed to read your
letter and to know that you had returned to
live among the Pawnecs again.

“ They asked me much about you, and I
told them of you, of your sorrows, the
death of your father and that you were a
splendid little woman.

“ So they told me that I must come after
you and take you back to them and that
their home should be yours, that you should
be as their child.

“Now you know why I am here, and you
cannot refuse to go back with me.”

“ But I do refuse, I will not go,” was the
firm response of the young girl.

 

CHAPTER XXXIV.
in THE PAWNEE VILLAGE.

THAT Singing Dove was firm in her de-
termination Bufialo Bill felt assured.

He could see also that her pride was the
motive that prompted her to decide not to be
a care and expense to others, those who were
strangers.

She felt her uselessness fully, and feared
that she would be an object of curiosity and
even dislike to her own race.

Poor child, she did not know that her very
misfortunes would open the hearts of kind
people toward her everywhere.

In spite of her father‘s teaching her, of
her having been twelve years of age when
she became a captive and the memory of
her childhood in a happy home, the sur.
roundiugs she had passed six years in could
not but influence her and leave their impress
upon her.

As she had said she was “ half Indian.”

She could ride like one, shoot a bow and
arrow and rifle with a skill many a brave
had envied, while she could follow a trail
and was famous in the village as a hun-
tress.

Her powers of endurance were wonder-
ful, and though she loved the sports of men,
her father having been a perfect sportsman,
she learned all the work of the Indian girls
as well, and many Were the pretty costumes
she had made for herself.

But her early life had instilled in her a
certain pride and knowledge, which had
made her feel that she would be a burden
upon others.

With her father she would have been only
too happy to go into the wide world.

But alone, no, she shrunk from it.

Of course she was sought after by the
young chiefs and warriors of the tribe, many
of whom loved her; but her father had taken
a firm stand there, one he could do as
medicine-chief, and stated that she was to be
his assistant, claiming certain superstitious
powers for her which he knew would pro-
tect her and thus she had escaped the
persecutions of Indian lovers, for persecution
would have been their visits toher.

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Buffalo Bill seemed to read the girl per-
fectly and to appreciate the way she felt. so,
. when she came out with her flat refusal he
urged no more on that subject, but replied:

“Well, Singing Dove, we will not talk
more about it now; but I am glad we got
here in time to save you from the Sioux.”

“Yes, I am very glad.”

“They knew of you as the Snow Lily of
the Pawnees, and so they sought to capture
you alive, feeling that it would give them a
great power over their foes.

: “You made a brave resistance, and were
fortunate in finding a place where you could
beat them back.”

“ And kill them?

“ What would your chief's wife and the
five ladies at your fort think of a girl who
killed men?"

There was a sneer in the tone mingled

 with sadness.

+5 . “ They would think that you were a brave
er” _ girl to be able to protect yourself, and ap-
' ~ piaud you for it.

“The mission of soldiers is to fight and
kill, to heat back foes, and they would re-
gard you as a heroine indeed.

“ No, no, you must not feel that way."

- “Well, I did not scalp them, did 1?" she
said naively.

‘c‘i No indeed, you left that for the warriors
to 0.

“But I am going on to the village with
you, Singing Dove, to see the chief, for the
colonel has sent him some presents.

- "Had the ladies known that you would
not return, many gifts would they have sent
to you.

“ All! there comes our rear guard with ten

ck-lmrses." and as Buffalo Bill spoke the
ndians left to come on more slowly, and
after whom a guard had been sent by Sioux
Slayer, to show them the camp, came up.

Camp was at once pitched on the bank of
a small stream and two and three together
the Pawnees came in from their chase after
the Sioux.

. I They were all elated over their victory
and Sioux Slayer said to Buffalo Bill:

“ The great white chief makes the belts of
'the PaWDees heavy with Sioux scalps.

-' “ He takes no scalps himself, but he leads
, Us on the war-path against our fees and my

braVes get plenty— will call my white
brother Ma-ne-ka-ta, "*

Bufialo Bill could not show any distaste
ate the name he was honored with, and so
thanked the young chief, who at once de-
parted to make known to his braves that he
had christened the great scout of the pale-
' faces Nia-ne-ka-ta. .

Supper was soon prepared. Singing Dove
cooking her own and Buii'alo Bill’s, and
then'a double guard was placed around the
camp and their own and the captured ponies,
:for it. was feared that some Sioux might at-
‘ tempt in the darkness to get a remount and
revenge at the same time.

" But the night passed without a disturb-

ance, the fugitive Sioux being only too

anxious to get as far away under cover of

the darkness as they could. .

1 After breakfast the scout had the dead
bodies of the Sioux buried and then the trail

wasgtaken for the Pawnee village.

:It was late in the afternoon when sing-
in their victorious war-song the Red Ropers

6 ‘into the Indian village with Buffalo
“'Bill and Singing Dove riding close behind
Sioux Slayer, who was in the lead. the
'- braves following them and their hearts filled
with pride at their victories and to see the
whole tribe turn out to welcome them.

 
   
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
  
  
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
  
 
  
  
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
  
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
  
   
  
   
  
 
 
 
 
   
  
  
  
    
 
    
   
  
  
    

 

CHAPTER Xxxv.
, ,- _' A CHANGE or HEART. w
,BanALo BILL found a warm welcome
from his friend, the chief Knife Killer.
,Th'e wounds he had received in his des-
perate duel with the Sioux chief were nearly
tealed, though he had been a great sufierer
and had a close call from death.
v He realizad fully that not Only had Buffalo
Till kept the knife 01' the mortally wounded
.bioux chief from being driven into his heart,

 
   

does of the'scont, and his skill in caring for
his wounds, been able to leave the timber
“when: the combat was fought.

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but til the would never, but for the kind«

back the pressing Sioux. and felt that he had,
after arriving with him in his village, re-
mained to see that he was out of danger be-
fore he had left him.

When he had made the offer for peace be-
tween the pale-faees and the Pawnces the
Knife Killer had readily agreed.

His tribe was not powerful, as that of the
Sioux, he was nearer the pale—face forts and
settlements and he had only revenge to gain
in a general way in keeping up the fight,

()n the other hand Buffalo Bill had once
before shown a friendly act in warning his
tribe of an intended attack by the Sioux, and
he had everything to gain for his people by
an alliance with the whites.

So he had readin yielded to the scouts
demand that the captives he held must be
released, though he had hoped that the
white medicine-chief and his daughter would
remain willingly.

When Buffalo Bill had sent for a band of
braves to come to his rescue, Knife Killer
had shown his willin mess to aid the whites
by sending the large area that he did.

The Scalp Taker, the young Pawnee who
had slipped through the Sioux lines and
brought the word, had told of the meeting
of the large Sioux band and the fight Buffalo
Bill made against them. and the rescue by
the also greatl feared Fighting Sur eon.

He he tol of the surgeon’s ri e to the
fort for help, the camp in the timber to
stand at bay. and he had ridden like the
wind to the village to ask Knife Killer for
his braves.

The day before the arrival of the party in
the village a band of braves had returned
from the Hermit Pass battle-field with the
wounded warriors, save a few who were so
severely hurt they had been left in the hands
of the surgeon to care for.

They told of the grand victory and their
belts were heavy with scalps, while they
had with them a couple of hundred ponies
captured from the Sioux.

The chief in charge of the band was loud
in his praises of the way the great white
scout had commanded them, and how the
pale-face warriors had fought, while ail
were awed at the braves of the big wheel

nus. .
g He told how the rest of the band 'had gone
on with the soldiers to meet the big chief at
the fort.

Of course there was mourning for the slain,
but the grand victory and the trophies taken
were a panacea that greatly soothed the red-
skin heart.

Under such circumstances, and when he
had another triumph to his credit and the
rescue of Singing Dove, there was of course
a warm welcome for Buffalo Bill from Knife
Killer and his braves and also from every
squaw and pnppoose in the village.

The return of Singing Dove was a lad
surprise to the Indians, who had hate to
give her up, and Buffalo Bill feared, now that
she was again among them and felt as thou h
she had come among kindred, as it were, s e
Evould not yield to his pleading to go to the

ort.‘ ’

But to his pleasure and surprise it had the
contrary effect, for when she returned to the
tepee where she had lived happily with her
father and found that he was not there, that
her» call for him was unanswered, that all
about her reminded her of him, and she
would. without his pro-once, his protection
flnd life very different in the Indian camp,
she at once made up her mind to act.-

Seeking Buflnlo Bill, the day after their
arrival in the village with tears in her beauti-
ful eyes, she said in apiaintive tone:

“ Will you take me back with you, Buffalo
Bill, after I refused to go? '

is gone, and Iain not an Indian, these are
not my people and I wish to go to the fort
and live among those of my own race.
“ I can work hard and pay those who are

kind to me, those who care for me. '

. " Will you take me?" v
i ” Yes indeed, Singintg Dove. and we will
start back tomorrow, or I have a duty to
perform that must not be delayed," was the
seout’s earnest response. '

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Buffalo Bill had not forgotten others who
he felt had an equal claim upon him.

Those were Private Frank Fentou.the dash-
ing young soldier, and the two who had been
Captured with him the day of the Hermit
Pass battle.

The seout had a belief that the Sioux
might delay in putting their captives to
death for a short while, and thus enable a
rescue to be attempted.

Ilc well knew that it was out of the question
to think of moving upon the Sioux village,
for there were not soldiers enough at the
fort, added to the company of settlers and
the Pawnees as allies also, to invade the
Sioux country with any hope of success.

The Sioux could put over four thousand
warriors in the field, not to speak of the old
men and boys who could aid in the defense
of their village. while the trail there was one
that they could have defended against an
equal force of soldiers even.

But strategy. Buffalo Bill well knew,
would accomplish that often which strength
would not, and so he decided to plot some
means of escape for the prisoners.

He had been much pleased with the man-
nor in which young Scalp Taker had per-
formed his mission in getting through the
Sioux lines and going to the Pawnee village
for braves.

The young warrior spoke the Sioux
language like one of the tribe, he knew their
village, their ways and their country per-
fectly, and he was anxious to distinguish
himself in some signal manner. ‘

So Buffalo Bill determined to give him a
chance to do so, and accordingly took him
aside and had along talk with him. '

He told him of his desire to rescue Private
Fenton and his comrades, and that he be-
lieved that it could be done with his aid and
that of the Surgeon Scout.

The Scalp Taker could go with them into
the Indian country, on foot if necessary, and
he could enter the village, locate the prison-
ers. and arrange for the rescue.

Once they knew where the prisoners were
held, and the guards over them, Buffalo
Bill felt that he and Surgeon Powell. aided
b the Scalp Taker, could enter the village,
disguised as Indians, and free the three pris-
oners. ,

At least they would make the desperate
attempt to do so.

When duty and regard for Frank Fenton
would prompt Buffalo Bill and Surgeon
Powell to take the risk, the Scalp Taker was
promised a fine'horse, military saddle and
bridle, and a rifle and revolvers, with blan-
kets and other gifts, not to speak of the fame
he would win, and the chance of securinga
scalp or two. ,

This was too much to resist taking any
risk, and so the compact was made one But-
falo Bill was to have the Scalp Taker accom-

pany him on his return.

It was also decided that the Sioux Slayer
and fifty young Red-skin Ropers should also
go along to scout as far up into the Sioux
country as it was thought advisable. and
serve as a support to the party in going and
coming on their rescue expedition.

This the Red-skin LsssoThrowers w‘ere
delighted to do, their young chief feeling no
envy of the regard felt for Buffalo Bill, but
rather bein desirous of following his lead.

The Hui e Killer was let into the Secret“
and frankly said that he was glad to have
his oung warriors ‘go with the white chief.

e was delights with the way they had
been treated at the fort, and more than
pleased with the presents sent to him. among
which was a supply-of provisions from Mrs.
Markham. ‘ -

He knew, too, that the large hand then
with Major Melton’s command would be

equally aswell treated, and that they would

also return well laden with presents.

' The only regret that he had was in again
losing the Singing Dove, but then he was-
silent as to h s esire to have her remain
against her Willa as she plainly told him that
she wished to return to her people, enduyet
would prove' that she had not forgotten him
and those she cared for in the Pawnee camp.

‘ It was just sunrisevthe next morning when
‘BuflaleBfli and Singing Dove rodeont of
the, village at the, head of‘ the-Redskin
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CHAPTER XXXVII.
1:ch worm AHEAD.

IT was the desire of Buffalo Bill to push
with all haste to the camp of Captain Gray-
son, hoping to find that Major Melton was
still there with the command, for he knew
that it was that otlicer‘s plan to remain near
the border of the ;Sioux country for several
days to show the Sioux scouts, who would
be watching the soldiers, that they were
ready to give them battle again should they

 

, seek to get revenge for the Hermit Pass

fight.

So Buffalo Bill pushed on for a hard day's
ride from the Indian village, and it was just
nightfall when they ascended the ridge ten
miles from the timber which had so nearly

roven the burial place of himself, Singing
gove and those with them.

In the distance there was the glimmer of
camp-fires that told the troops were still
camped there, so the scout decided to push
on for the camp, as he expected that a start
for the fort might be made at dawn the next
morning.

So the tired horses were urged on, the
braves being willing, assured that they
would get a hearty pale-face supper upon
their arrival and rest after it.

Singing Dove seemed tireless, and when
the scout asked her if she could stand the
fatigue of the extra two hours’ ride, she re-
plied that she could remain all night in the
saddle if necessary.

The bugler was just sounding “taps”
when Buffalo Bill was challenged by the
sentinel on the further outpost, and respond-

“ It is Cody, sentinel, and I have no coun-
tersign.

“Those with me are my Pawnee Pards,
the Red-skin Ropers.”

“Corporal of the guardl” sung out the
sentinel, and “ Post Number One," was
quickly visited by the corporal and the party
rode on to camp.

Major Melton was up and gave Buflalo
Bill a warm welcome, as did Captains Gray-
sson, Emory and the other officers.

The Singing Dove was escorted to the
camp with the other freed captives and the
were glad to see her return, while the Red}:
skin Ropers went over to camp with their
comrades and were well cared for, receiving
the hearty supper they had hoped for.

“ We start at dawn for the fort, Cody, if.

_\ our sharp-shooter. Fighting Frank, does not
bring in tidings toheep us here. for he is off
on a scout now, to see,“ the Sioux had re-

;inforced their beaten bands and were coming

'to head us of! in our retreat.”

“Had Surgeon Powell any reason for sup-
posing that they were moving in force,
:sir?”

" Well. yes, for he has been constantly on
‘the go with.your scouts and half a hundred
of the Pawnees, and they have seen signs
that led them to believe that the Sioux want-
cd revenge for their late thrashing, and
I really hope that they do, for we have
every desire in the world to accommodate
them.” '

“Well, Major Melton, if they are pre-
paring to give you a surprise on our re-
treat, Surgeon Powell will discover it,” said
.00 y.

' “I am sure of that; but you have had a
hard ride of it, so eat your supper and turn

. in for the night.”

This advice Buffalo Bill rendin took, and
he was sleeping soundly long after mid-
“night when he felts. touch on his arm and
{heard the words:

" t up, pard, for there is red work to be
(lone ” r ,

" Doctor Powell!"

“Yes, but keep quiet, for the camp is
supposed to be asleep and unsuspecting
danger.” I ‘

“ Then you made some discovery on your
scout?” -

, “ ,Yes. the ioux were so wild at their do»
feat, that the

p sent for reinforcements and.
have been watphing us from the mountains

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the same trail they retreated by and are in
very large force.

" You see we are almost under the shadow
of the hills here, and the meadow land be-
yond the timber drowns all sound of hoofs
even when made by thousands of ponies.

“As we surprised them here, coming
right across the open plain to do so, they
have decided that they can surprise us, com-
ing as they do out of the hills, across the
meadow land and shielded by the belt of
timber only a few hundred yards from our
camp.

“ So they are massing there over two thou-
sand warriors strong, and their ponies are all
muzzled to prevent a neigh or a snort of
alarm being heard.

“They will charge out of the timber two
thousand strung just at daybreak, and rush
right over the camp, capturing our guns,
stampeding our horses, and riding down our
men, while they will get scalps, booty and
stock galore.”

“ You‘ve got it all down due, Frank."

“ Yes, I heard the whole deal, Buttons and
myself, for we took big chances and attend-
ed their council uninvited.”

“ You do take big chances, Doc.”

“ Yes, like another person I know. "

“Well, let us go to the major and re-

)! ‘

“ My dear Bill, for the first time, in the
memory of the oldest inhabitant, you have
slept while others worked.

“ The major knows it all, every arrange-
ment has been made, the men are slee ing
on their arms, the horses corralled an we
are just awaiting the coming of our guests,
who hoped to completely surprise us.

“ The major said you should not be dis-
turbed until the last moment, so I allowed
you to sleep, but now get the sand out of
you'rl eyes for there is red iwork ahead of
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CHAPTER XXXVII
READY.

THE men, after havin been aroused,
were placed in position an allowed to sleep
again until called for the struggle.

The guns, with mufiied wheels had been
moved to one side‘of the camp, facing the
hills, to deliver a battery discharge several
times. and then go into their respective
positions to boat off flank movements.

The horses had all been corralled in the
timber. to prevent a stampede, and the
wounded and captives were placed under
the shelter of the banks of the stream. '

Saddles, harness and all else that could be
useful were placed in line as breastworks
for the men, and ropes had been stretched
across the plain at certain hights to trip and
throw the charging Indian ponies.

The Pawnees had been placed in the'front,
to deliver their the of arrows, and then
retreat behind the line of soldiers so that they
could open with carbines and muskets.

Once the charging line was broken the
covalry,-whose horses were saddled, and the
Pawnees and scouts, were, to charge out up-
onithe Sioux supported by the in entry and
artillery to fall back upon in case they were
too heavily outnumbered, or the fight was
more stubbornly resisted than it was ex-
pected that it would be.

Both Buffalo Bill and Snr eon Powell
made it very plain to Major Me ton that the
Sioux mightbe in still larger force than it
was believed, and thgt they would fight
most desperately to wipe out theirlate defeat
and avenge themselves.

The prospect of the horses. booty and
sealps they would secure would make them
fight with desperation, and if only the two
thousand the Surgeon Scout had estimated
them to number, they would still be three to
one against the force the major had, to resist
them with.

Major Melton had not left a thing undone
to insure success, and he had estimated that
his force, including the Pawnees, numbered
over six hundrcdhot including the artillery.

Still as though they been lying dead on
the battle field. soldiers, scouts and Pawnees
lay upon their arms awaiting the signal ‘to
sprintr to action

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as to cause no confusion or accident when
the Sioux moved to the attack. ‘ _ V I.

Then five expertsin scouting had ventured ‘
far toward the timber, crawling upon the
ground, and each one of them had heard
sounds to prove that the Sioux were taking
their position in the timber to prepare for
their charge at dawn.

Still as they were, so still that they would
never have attracted the attention of asoldier
sentinel on his post. there was yet sound ‘
enough to let Buffalo Bill and those with
him know that a very large army of red
horsemen were forming for a rush upon the I
camp which they intended should be a com-
plete surprise, and more, a perfect victory for
them. v

The bad no thought that it was known
they ind rallied their beaten bands, ‘rein-
forced them and were coming now to strike
back.

“We must retreat to the camp, for the
will soon be sending out their scouts to 100 I '
for the position of our sentinels," whispered _
Buffalo Bill as the five met together after 
having heard enough each one of them to
be assured that the Sioux were getting into
position.

Returning to the head narters, Buffalo
Bill and Surgeon Powell ound Major Mel- '
ton sitting in the dark with the captains of “
the various companies about him. , ' 4
“Well, doctor, you and Cody are back '
again?" -_

“ Yes, major.” ‘

"‘ And you think the Sioux are preparing '
to give us a surprise?" . . I

“ I know it, major; but Cody is the scout,
sohe will make his report." . l I '

“ Out with it, Cody, and let us know the “.
worst." , l ‘

“The Sioux are assembling in the timber, ,
Major Melton, and the are in very heavy
force, I am certain; in net, air, it would)»
well not to await their coming within easy
range. as was decided, but to fire the guns
the moment the start on their charge." -

"It is best.  guess, and we wi i do 30,?
and turning to the captain of the battery the
major gave him the necessary orders. _ 

After some further conversation.,it was
decided that all should go to their respective
posts, for it was just half an hour befch
dawn. , {'3

As Buflalo Bill went to take his position
among his scouts and Bed Ropers, hefound
Singing Dove there, and she said. earnestly

“Don’t send me away, for ,I have; In
rifle, and every bullet counts. "  4

Before he could reply there came fromthe
timbers. wild chorus of yells in two. a;
sand voices, the war-cries of the Sioux; yes;
they started upon their charge upon the
camp. ' , . ‘

   
    
   
   
  
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
   
  
   
 
  
   
   
  
    
   
    
  
  
  
   
  
   
      
   
    
   
   
  
   

 



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A CARNIVAL 0F DEA'IKs

'Trm Sioux expected their wildl yell to;
awaken the camp in. terror, andto creator‘s
panic, which their coming would oidthem in
turning into astompede. - _»  ,

The several hundred yards' they ham
ride, they expected to cover at full speed:
and in a minute, or little over, of time, that;
with one‘irrosistible and unresistedrush
he in the midst of their focuwhorn'
were well aware they outnumbered (on to
one. , - .

_ The Pawnecs theyheld a trudge “at”;
of ion standing, with adds bitan {on
their :2 lines with the whites. and the ’

that had beaten them at Hermit Pass. ,

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the score, and they beheld spie
horses, all their own, saddles, ._
pfins unnumbered and blankets and,
p es. ' . I  ..
So each Sioux had thrown, into. his ‘
in littering that preliminary warp

hatred of years, the‘ greed for gain an ,4
anticipation of a full revenge for all wrap a,
With bounds, as thou 11 starting uponfi,
race, the willingiand wel restedrponies had
,started on the grsndxehnrge. . . ‘ 
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rolled back from the hills when eight, V v

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discharge as the shells tore through human
forms, staggering horses and riders alike.
Ilardly had the roar of the guns ceased
when a perfect shower of arrows fell in the
faces of the Sioux, followed instantly by the
cracking of the cavalry carbines, and with
the steady muskctry fire of the infantry end-
ing up the lirst clash of the terrible serenade
“ of death.
’ Then the guns were ready loaded again
V, and the butth had hean in such deadly
, /_ earnest that the Sioux were the surprised
:' ,j_ ones and they staggered bar-k from the ter-
rors of red death. back upon those in their
rear, and a wild flight for the timber was he-
;  gun almost before the leaders in the line had
' reached two-thirds of the way to the
camp.
'Had the chiefs intended to halt their lines
shattered, bleeding, surprised and terrified
’ in the timber, the intention was of no avail
when loud and clear above the roar of fire—
’ 'arrns came the startling cries of Buffalo Bill
and his men, the yelping shouts of the Paw-
nees and tho cheers of the cavalry led by
Captain Emory, as they all dashed out upon
the confused, tottering, struggling, dead and
wounded mass of warriors and their ponies.
With yells, rattling revolvers, clashing
- sabers and the whirling lessees of the Red-
iiskln Ropers, the avengers were upon the
Sioux, riding them down, cutting them
down with keen blades, dragging them from
theirsaddlcs with merciless lariats, shooting
and kniflng them at close quarters, and bear-
ing them back before the irresistible ava-
" lanche of the charging squadron.
~ The cannon had ceased their angry boom-
ln , the musketry had ceased its rattle, for
it was the inning of the mounted men, the
cavalry, the scouts, the Pawnee horsemen,
and the carnival of. death was a ghastl one.
Through the timber the Sioux were riven
 like -a herd of frightened deer, over the
meadowdand, all seeking flight now, think-
ing only of escape from the fees that rushed
them to death and doom.
, On, on after the flying Sioux rushed the
soldiers, the scouts and the Pawnees, press-
,g them hard in their flight to safety in the
mountains. ' ’
, Some of them, to escape the. doom that
threatened, sprung from their ponies and
Mught hiding-places in the timber and
among the rocks, where the light of day had
notyet penetrated. ,
“Not wishing to allow his men to go too
for, Major Melton fired signal-guns to recall
them, and the oflicers in cemmand soon un.
_ what it meant and had the buglers
iii-nod the recall.
The Pawnecs, maddened by the'flght, and
‘ Sioux in full flight, pressed on and were
finmhdful that the moment the pale-faces
 the pursuit, the fugitives, seeing
j-ionly‘thdir red foes upon their track at once
hfbtted to entrap them.
frhey had begun to
 enou h to engage them. and larger
, I of ioux were about to surround
«  when Buflalo Bill saw through the
. using. ame and dashed to the rescue with
. rgeon owell by his side and his scouts

. 3 him.
‘Kozwas just in time to shout out in the
Moo tongue that they were being led in-

fit ' when. the Sioux began to close in
npomthemin vastly superior numbers. ‘ I
It then became a uestion of cutting their,

giving the Sioux revenge

art of the victory after all
mory took in the situation
, and disobeying the recall under
cumstsnces, came charging ahead
lth his troo era.
may result was electrical, for the Sioux at
unmbedad again and the Pawnoeo and
lowers rescued from their daugerand
bugle‘lagaiu sounded the recall, for. the
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Instantly the orders were given to ride toa
rise ahead 9. quarter of a mile and form there,
and the guns came up at a run, unlimbcred
and went into action at that point.

Under this new encouragement to move on
the Sioux continued their flight, the shells
burstingr over them and in their midst as
they climbed the hill until they were out of
range.

Then every soldier was made a” Good
Samaritan and the wounded were at once
looked after.

liut though dead Sioux were plentiful few
wounded were found, and the soldiers had to
look after their own comrades almost en-
tirely.

The wounded, soldiers and Indians, were
borne back to the camp, and Doctor Powell
and his assistant surgeon at once had their
hands full, all those who could aiding in the
good work of caring for the'suil'ering.

Major Melton had ordered those in camp
to have a good breakfast ready, and the re-
turning prisoners of the Sioux were soon
digcussing it, Pawnces and. soldiers side by
s1 e.

As the loss to the Sioux had been exceed-
ingly heavy, and the bodies must be buried,
the major knew that he would be detained
a couple of days longcr‘in camp, and have to
march more slowly on account of his addi-
tional wounded, so he decided to send an
officer to the fort with the hamlet this third
battle and victor won.

As Surgeon owell had been the one to
discover the plot of the Sioux, the honor of
being the bearer of the news was offered to
him and promptly declined with the words:

” 1 thank on, Major Melton, but I must
decline the onor, as my duty is just as
assuredly here with the sufierers as it was
in the front in action.”

“ Just what I knew you would say, Powell,
and I would have felt regret had you ac-
cepted the mission,” the major replied, and
Captain Emory, who had been slightly
wounded, was asked to bear the tidings to
the fort.

“ Not I, as the Sioux are as fickle as a
woman, and may again attack us and I'd
miss it. '

“ Send a courier, major, and that will
leave all at the fort to consider that each
and every one of us so distinguished himself
that to single out one for the honor of bear~
ing the tidings would .be unfair to the

others. "

“ Yes, sends. courier,” cried several of the
oflicers present, while Buflalo Bill said: '

“ Pardon me, major, but may ‘I offer a
suggestion, hit, that might do good just
now ‘I” ' _

" Certainly, Cody, fire away, if you are
not tired firing after your splendidwork of
,to-day, for let mossy that you coVered your-

: self with honor.”

“ Thank you, sir.  -
“ But I was oing to say, sir, that as our
new allies woul understand that it wasa
rest honor to carry the news to Colonel
arkham, and all can testify to the splendid
courage of the dung chief of my Red-skin
Ropers, Sioux layer, that it mi ht be well
to intrust him with the letter, an from the
looks of his string of fresh scalps, it will be
proof positive to the colonel that the Sioux
ave suffered very hear loss. ” ' , '

"All laughed at this an Iy of the scout, for
they had seen how busy the PaWnees were
in scalpi'n the Sioux, no one wishing tain-
terfere int 3 very ghastly work owing to the
late treaty of peace having just been con-
summated. ‘ ‘ v

“ Sioux Slayer is my man, Cody, and, as
you ,aayfthe colonel need not be told that,
the Sioux lost heavily; when he sees his
atria of gay trophies. ,

' “ e wil maker the sending of the chief
as im rcssive as ossible, just for the eflect
it wil havowith is comrades.” . ,

The letter‘vns accordingly ‘written'in the

presence of the assembled chiefs, thoma‘jor

dictating it to his Adjutant in an impress we
manner, and making particular mention of the
Pawnees, and especially of Sioux Slayer.

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pleased at the distinction shown their popu-
lar young comrade.

llaving received his orders, Sioux Slayer
Sprung upon his horse and darted away up
on his ride to the fort, carrying also a note-
from Buil‘alo Bill to the colonel, stating that
he had found Singing Dove.

CHAPTER XLl.
'rnn FORHO'I'TEN LETTER.

As the days passed and no other word
came from Major Melton, Colonel Markham
began to feel a little anxious.

He knew well the treacherous nature of the
Sioux, and though he had perfect confidence
in Major Melton and
knew that he was vastly outnumbered did
the Indians attempt a blow in revenge.

Then he recalled how far the command was
away from the fort, the dangerous trail for».
courier to follow, and decided that all was
well and the soldiers would soon put in an
appearance.

The colonel also could not but feel anxiety
for Buifalo Bill. ‘

He had gone off alone with a party of
newly-made allies, and to continue on to the.
Pawnee village if there were need to do»
so in search of the missing girl, Singing-
Dove.

At last the suspense began to be so great
that Colonel Markham decided to dispatch
an oflieer with a scent and small escort, to
see if anything was wrong at the front.

He had just told his adjutant to issue the
order, when it was reported that a courier
was coming toward the fort, and along the-
trail that Major Meltou’s command had
taken.

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dian horseman and he was forcingaseem~

in ly tired horse hard.

5n half an hour more Sioux Slayer drew:
up his tired horse before the ’coloncl’s quar~
tors.

He could not- speak English, and no one
was about the gate who spoke Pawnee. so
the officer of the day had a hard time of it'
until he recognized the young chief as one

who had been with Buffalo Bill and the Red-

skin Lasso-Throwers. .

Then the chief revealed hisletter, but
would not part with it, and the ofiicer of the
day of the day led him to headquarters,
sending to ‘the camps for an old hunter
who spoke Pawnee well to come and act as‘
interpreter.

The colonel recognized Sioux Slayer
at a, glance, grasped his hand, fearing evil
to Buffalo Bill, and was delighted when he
was given the letter, which, beside the ad—
dress upon the oflicial envelope had:

"‘ Forwarded ‘by
“ SIOUX SLAYER,

"‘ Chief of Bufalo Bill's Red-akin Ropers."

Sioux Slayer looked the picture of con-
tentment, though his face showed that he

had been a trusty courier, having not once

closed his eyes, or halted longer than for the
c%mfort of his hardy' horse, on the long
11 e. i

The old hunter had arrived, and Colonel ‘

Markham road the letter with,exclamations
of: delight at the third victory won and made
the news known at once through the fort.

Sioux Slayer was given a cordial welcome,-

and through the interpreter the colonel ex—

plained to him how much he appreciated his ‘

splendid services. while all examined his

strin of scalps with great interestif not ail-i

mirat on.

The letter told‘of the fight. and, how Sur-‘

geon Powell had discovered the plot. also of

the arrival of Buflalo Bill and his RedLskin ,

Ropersl in time to be of most'signal service
lathe battle; ‘ - , ‘ .  ‘ i
It gave the list of killed-and wounded

among the soldiers and so. ate, and Celenei.

Markham remarked earnestly: v

“ The odds in slain are appallingly against  .
the‘lndians, and Melton has gained these , ,

victories with the loss of but few-of his com»

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by Buffalo Bill’s letter that the fair young
runaway, Singing Dove, had been rescued,
and was returning with the command to the
fort.

But there was one, thing that troubled him,
and caused him to say:

“ It is too late to stop them now, orI would
do so. "

What it was that worried him was the fact
that (Jody had written:

“ Anxious to saw poor I’rivate Fenton and
his comrades, sir. I have enlisted in the work
a young I’awnee by the name of Scalp
Taker, who was for a long time a captive ol'
the Sioux and knows their village and its
surroundings well.

“Surgeon I’owell also has said he would
accompany me, and I will also take along
Sioux Slayer and his band of Lasso-'I‘hrow-
ers, when the chief returns from the fort.”

The fact that it was too late to prevent the
going of the scout on this expedition of at—
tempting the rescue of Frank Vernon and his
comrades, was that Sioux Slayer had not
given Buffalo Bill’s letter to the colonel with
the major‘s dispatch.

He had forgotten it, and having said that
he must return at. once to his braves, he had
been feasted and rested, and upon a fresh
horse given him by the colonel, had started
upon the trail that night, when awakened at
twelve o’clock as had been his wish.

Then he had thought of the scout’s letter
and giving it to the corporal told him to give
it to the colonel, as well ashe could make
him understand.

So it was after he had had his breakfast
that the colonel received the letter, and he
knew that no courier could overtake Sioux
Slayer then, or arrive at the camp until a day
behind him.

“ I am sorry, but I cannot stop their going
now; but I hope good, not evil will come of
it, for I would so like to have that gallant
young Fenton saved from torture," said 001-
onel Markham sadly.

CHAPTER XLII.

OFF TO THE RESCUE.

IT was a surprise to Major Melton and all
of the command, when Sioux Slayer put in
an appearance at the camp while he was still
supposed to be at the fort.

He had made the ride in wonderfully quick
time, and he gave his return dispatches to
the major with an air of proud triumph at
what he had done.

He had ridden his new horse hard, but not
to hurt him and his first duty was to care for
him as soon as he had delivered the major
his dispatches.

Major Melton smiled proudly at the words
of praise written to him and his command by
the colonel, and at once told his adjutant to
read the letter at dress parade that evening,
for the strictest military discipline was main-
tained in the camp.

In the time that the Indian chief had been
absent one of the soldiers had died of his
wounds, also a scout and several of the Paw-
nees;. but the other wounded were much im-
proved, and the major was anxious to start
on the return trail to the fort as soon as he
could do so and not risk the lives of the in-
jured men.

Consulting with Surgeon Powell that night
the latter told him that the wounded would
stand the travel, if he made only a few miles
each day, and it was decided to start about
ten o’clock the following morning and make
a distance of about ten miles the first day.

“I will leave Assistant Surgeon Beckwith
in charge, Major Melton. as I shall accom-
gany Cody on his expedition," continued

urgeon Powell, and Buffalo Bill just then
came up to the major's quarters.

“ Go with Cody on his expedition you
say, Powell?" asked the major with surprise.

“ Yes, sir."

“And what expedition are you going on,
Cody?” and Major Melton turned to the
scout who responded:

“ I have ,just come to tell you, sir, but I
have kept it a secret from all save Surgeon
Powell and Buttons, if I except my Red-
skin Ropers

“ I hope that you do not intend again to
place your valuable life in jeopardy, Cody,

and drag Powell and others with you?”

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“ Well, major. I suppose I must say that
we are not going upon a pleasant trip; but
we shall take no greater risks than the
duty we have to do actually demands."

“And what is it, (Iody‘f’

“The truth is. major, that I have formed
a very strong friendship for that splendid
youngr fellow Frank lr‘enton, and he is now

in the hands of the Sioux. with two other,

soldiers, and all are liable to he tortured
to death at any lime, and you know what
that means sir."

“Indeed I do, (lolly, and I feel for
youngr Fenton and the others."

“Now I belieVe, sir, with the aid of a
Pawnee, Scalp ’I‘aker, who was so longr a
captive to the Sioux that he knows them
thoroughly, that we can rescue those pris-
oners ”

“I fear not, Cody, though I hope so
sincerely."

“ We can at least make the trial and all
of us will feel better that it was made,
even if we are unsuccessful."

“But think of the risk, Cody, and we
cannot afford to lose you or Surgeon Pow-
ell, even to save a score of men.”

" You are very kind, major, to say so;
but there never was a man so useful that
he could not be replaced if harm befell
him, and I would be a poor specimen of a
friend, not to speak of a scout, if I did
nor make an effort to save Frank Fonton.”

“ But Colonel Markham, I am sure, would
put his veto upon your going, and Powell’s,
too.”

“ Iwrote Colonel Markham of my inten-
tion. sir, and that Surgeon Powell was to ac-
company me.”

“ And what did he say?"

“Sioux Slayer brought me no reply to
my letter, sir, in fact, sir, it did not require
one.”

“ Well, if Colonel Markhamagreed to your
going, by silence if not by writing, and said
nothing in his letter to me against it, I sup-
pose I would be overstepping my authority
to forbid your very reckless undertaking.”

"I am glad that you do not, sir, for I
cannot but believe we will rescue young
Fcnton,and, I trust, lose no valuable lives in
doing so.”

“ All right, Cody; you know what you
are about, and Powell is the best pard you
could have to tie toin such an emergency; so
I can only say go ahead, and Heaven grant
you win the desperate game you are goin to
stake so much upon, and return to the ort
in safety."

“We can but lose, major, if we do not
win, and neither Cody nor myself are reck-
less in spite of our taking often what may
appear to be big chances against us.

“We reconnoiter well before we leap,”
said Doctor Powell, now speaking for the
first time.

“Well. you always are successful, that
is certain,” was the major’s reply, and when
he heard" that Sioux Slayer and his Lasso-
Throwers, and Buttons, the scout, were also
going along, he felt better over the terrible
risk the surgeon and the scout were taking.

” And, Major Melton, when Doctor Fair-
fax was killed he left his daughter to my
guardianship. sir, and I wish to ask you to
kindly take her under your care until she
reaches Colonel Markham's home.”

“I will gladly do so, Cody,” replied the
major.

And he bade the surgeon and the scout
good-by, while the camp when aroused the
next morning discovered that Buffalo Bill
and his Red-skin Ropers had gone ofl on
some secret expedition.

CHAPTER XLIII.
ON THE WATCH.

As soon as she learned that Buffalo Bill
had left the camp, Singing Dove went at
once to Major Melton and asked if it was
true.

“ It is, Miss Singing Dove,” the major said
courteously. gazing with admiration upon
the beautiful irl.

“ Why did e not tell me of his going?”

“ Well, he wished to keep the aflair a secret
from every one it seems. ”

" He has been good to me, I owe him my
life more than once, and my father left me to
his guardianship.

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“He was the only friend I have and he-
was to take me to the fort ”

“ I believe that I can tell you a secret.”

(I \'08.n

"(Todv went on a. special service where
duty called him, and it was an expedition he
did not wish to be known, so it was merely
given out lhat he had gone on a scout to see
what the Sioux were doing."

" Ilnt sueh is not the ease then?" .

“ I will only say that in goingr he not only
spoke of you, and requested me to take you
under my espeeial espionage, but he left
with me a note for you.”

“ A letter!

“()h give it to me, for it may explain
all "

The major handed her the lctterlcft by
Cody for her.

It was in an envelope and unsealed, and
she looked at it Strangely and seemed to
hesitate about opening it.

“Why do you not read it, Miss Singing
Dove?"

She looked him straight in the face and
answered:

“ This is the first letter I ever received—is
it not strange?"

Major Melton gazed at her with increased
admiration.

Surely this captive girl was a very dif-
ferent being from what he had supposed her'
to be.

Then she slowly took the letter from the
envelope, unfolded it and read it aloud:

“ You will pardon me for leaving without;
seeing you, but I depart before dawn, and
Major Melton, to whose care I leave you,
and who will see you safely in the care of
Colonel Markham, will explain my going
and will befriend you as I would.

“ Hoping to find you happily instated its
your new home when I return to the fort,
believe me,

“ Your guardian,
“ BUFFALO BILL.”

Such was the letter that she read aloud,
and having finished it, she said:

“ I thank you, sir. and I will give you as.
little trouble as possible." '
“It will be my pleasure to look to your
ease and comfort, Miss Singing Dove, until
you are in the Charge of Colonel Markham,
and in any way that I can serve you. com-

mand me."

” Thank you, sir. ”

“ And permit me to congratulate you up-
on your splendid shot in the fight the other
(la .
‘3: I took occasion to speak of you to Colo- '
ncl Markham, and state that you not only
risked your life in defending .the camp, but.
rode in the charge upon the Sioux.

“ You are a very strange young lady, Miss.
Singing Dove."

“ I am not a young lady, for I am a poor,
unfortunate, friendless girl, ignorant. will.
as the Indians 1 have lived among, and know
nothing of the life] am to enter a n at the-
fort, and if you are to be my frien , you will.
have a great deal to teach me.”

“ It will be a pleasure to do so.

" Now, may I ask if you are comfortable
in your camp and have what provisions you.
wish?”

“ Oh. yes, I am comfortable, and I have
all I care for, thank you.

“When you are on the trail ma Ir’da
with you sometimes and have you tel me of
the fort and your people?”

“ Indeed you may, and I will be most;
pleased to have you.” and the major mut-
tered to himself as Singing Dove departed:

“ When that wild beauty reaches the fort:
men will love her and women hate her for
the hearts she will win.”

When the command pulled out on the- '
march, Singing Dove enjoyed seeing the-
scouts ride to the front, some of the cavalry
follow, then the wounded carried in ambu-
lances and on travail), and next the mounted;
infantry. followed by the freed captives, af~
ter which came the artillery. then more-
troopers and the Pawnees bringing up the:
rear.

Major Melton had kept his word and sent:
a. lieutenant for Singing Dove, having her
sitting in her saddle near him, as he took his
position to see the command pass by, after
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=As they rode along the major told her?
much that was of interest to her until, with
a propriety worthy of a society—bred maiden, 3
she thanked him and rode back to take her i
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TRANSPLANTING A wan FLOWER.

Tun march the first day on the trail was
for three hours only, when a good camping-
place was found, and Singing Dove greatly

. enjoyed the picturesque scene of going into
camp.

Doctor Beckwith gave all the‘wounded a
= ' call at once, and was glad to report to Major
 i Melton that no ill efiects were visible in any I
'1, «of them.

" Both parties of scouts and Pawnees went
out on a reconnaissance of the surrounding
country, but found no signs of danger,
' though when night came on a strong guard

“was kept on duty against a surprise.

. I The next day a start was made after a

' Jute breakfast, and twenty miles was the
' ‘dsy’s march, Singing Dove again ridin
for an hour with the major, to the envy o
.the Iyoung officers.

‘T a third day’s march placed thirty miles
to the credit of the command, and the
"wounded stood the tax well.

So the march was kept up until the fort
me in view.

Singin Dove was sent for to come to the
Jrout, an the major said to her:

“Do you see that flag flying yonder Miss

Singing Dove?" '

" " “‘ Yes, it is the fort ‘2”

, “It is, and very soon the Wild Rose of the

‘Mountains will be transplanted in another

atmosphere, amid other scenes.

‘ Are you not glad ?”

’ "I'do not know, for the Wild Rose, as

uspeak of we may but wither and die

amid the new scenes she is unused to.”

‘ No fear of that; but see how grandly the
looms uCp.

“ Yes, an they see us and are preparing

a give usa cordial welcome, so I must brush

tip-the boys and pull the command together

no it will be at‘ its best.”

I «:"Am I in your way, sir, in the front

more?" ,

' "No,indeed. so here you must remain,

,‘for remember I am your guardian now. in

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q’nmu be glad to remain it you will
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Yes, we are to have a salute I see.
The flags are going up ever where that
can be set, an the men are ein g called
their posts.” , ’ . :
was fort was looming up and Singing ‘
looked on with a strange expression
. . the: face, one of commingled timidlty.
and dread. '
“The major saw how she felt and wished
‘ comfort her by pointing out all that would i
 of interest to her.

command had been pulled together
cléletorder. and men and horses seemed
 the thrill of the occasion of coming
in 8!. three times victors.
The Pawnees looked on with interest and
certain awe, for the were approaching
had been adead ine to them in. the

mirand grim as statues they rode along,
9 at heart they were more than glad of
Lalllance With the pale-faces, whose
’ now began to appreciate more

   

over be
it, they are going to give us a salute
" the guns," uierhe major, and as he
» there-belched forth from the fort a
'e of smoke, followed by the deep roa
twelve'pounder: 1' ~‘
flan after gun was fired until the salute
,o ,victors had ended, then the flag was
u three times and cheer after cheer
wed from the garrison, when suddenly
‘ band broke out into’a .melodyof.
. ,hy phylum , ‘ »
“The Star Spangled Banner.” 4 ' . _ .
winches glanced atfiinging Dove
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’ A momentafter, asshe g ance
r she is. ,

She had never, to her recollection, heard a
brass band before, and it thrilled her through
and through, and she cried with enthusiasm:

“How grand, how beautiful!

“I shall like it here, I know I will.

“ I only wish that I was a soldier—but I
cannot be, can I, sir, for I am only a girl?”

“ Only a girl, yes, but one who will soon
know her power, yes, command soldiers
more readily than the chief can, or I am
greatly mistaken. '

“ Now we are entering the fort,” and the
command began to file into the garrison
amid the wildest of cheers, waving of flags
and handkerchiefs, and the deep booming of
the guns, again saluting the victor, while
the band played a lively welcoming air.

The face of Singing Dove was flushed
with excitement, her eyes ablaze, and she
did not see that every eye was upon her, did
not appear to think of herself until Ma'or
Melton halted, lifted her from the saddle
and as Colonel Markham advanced and
grasped his hand, said:

" And here, colonel, is the wild flower I
have brought to transplant in the fort.” ,

“God bless you, my dear child, you are
welcome to our hearts and our homes.

" Come, for my wife awaits to greet you,
to claim you for us as though you were our
own flesh and blood.”

Singing Dove saw before her a tall, mar-
tial form, a handsome, kindly face with
gray mustache, and a look that often dwelt
11 her father's eyes when regarding her.

Before she could reply it lovely-faced wo-
man came forward and said, as she greeted
the major:

“And is this beautiful girl Buffalo Bill’s
ward of whom he told us, ,and who is to
make her home with us?

“Ah, my child, how glad am I to take
you to my heart and tr and replace the
mother you knew only n your childhood,"
and the young girl was drawn away by Mrs.
Markham and found herself in a totally dif-
ferent atmosphere from what, she had
known.

Buifalo Bill’s ward, the Wild Flower, had
indeed been transplanted to bloom amid dif-
ferent scenes.

CHAPTER XLV.
run MASCOT on Fort-r READY.

On all the comments made upon the fair
captive, rescued by Bufialo .Bill from the
Pawnees, there was not a single one that was
unfavorable to her.

She was a beauty all admitted, her features
being perfect, her bearin dignified though
perhaps a trifle brusque in speech, and her
form was the perfection of grace.

There was a refinementabout her that was
marked, and never having heard had English
spoken, her father being a scholar, she made
no mistakes for others to carp upon.

The memories of her childhood had helped
her amazingly in the wild life she had been
forced to 1 , and there was nothing com-
mon about her. V ' r

She spoke of God as the Great Spirit. re-
ferred to heaven as the happy hunting-
grounds and looked upon hades as an abiding
place for bad Indians.

The ladies of. the fort were in ecstasies
over her manner of dressing in buckskin and
embroiderlng it, but the moment she saw
that pale-face women did not dress as she
did she was anxiousto getout of her leggings
and short'skirts. ,

Drawn at once toward Colonel Markham,
from his resemblance to her father, and to
his wife by her motherly greeting of her.
Pearl Fairfax felt at home the moment she

 

crossed the threshold of what she naively

called the Council‘Lodge.

A pleasant roOm had been fitted up for
her, the window lookin out upon. a fine
view of valley, river an the mountains in
the distance,‘with flowers growing in the
little garden on that side of the colonel's

uarters. ' l ' l ' , '

There was the neat bed, the bureau, easy-
chair andlall to makeher comfortable, and
she exclaimed when Mrs. Markhamtold her it
was to be her room: . I

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“ May I call you mother?” and she looked
up sweetly into Mrs. Markham's face, who
answered, as tears came into her eyes:

“Yes, I wish you to call me mother, for
you shall be my daughter, and we will learn
to love you very dearly, Pearl."

“Pearl! how strange that name sounds to
mc—it comes back to me now so sweetly, as
it did when I heard it long ago, for after w.
were captives, father and I, the Indians call~
ed mc Singing Dove. for I used to sing
about our tepee, and father called me Dove;
put I like the old name of Pearl—Pearl Fair-

ax.”

“It is a pretty name, but we shall change
it as the Indians did, and call you Pearl Fair-
fax Markham, for remember you are to be
our child.”

“ Yes, I am so glad. ”

“ And I am to dress as you do, forI notice
the ladies here do not wear leg lugs and
moccasins and short skirts, and I don't wish
to seem odd.”

“You shall have new clothes, some that
our daughter had made for her but never
wore, and you are just her size."

“ She is dead, Buffalo Bill said.”

“ Yes, she was thrown from her horse
killed." .

“Do not weep for her, as she- is in the
happy hunting-grounds and you will take
the long trail there to see her when you die.

“I wish she was here, though, to be my
sweet sister.”

“Would to Heaven she were; but it was
willed otherwise, and now you are sent to
take her place in our hearts.

“See, here is clothing and I’ll show you
how to put them all on, and arrange your
hair for you—wfiy, what a tiny little foot
you have, and rtle’s shoes will also fit
you, while your ands,'though brown as
chestnuts, are so small and shapely.” \

"I will soon learn your ways, and I wish
you to love me,’and the big white chief too
—he who is to be my father.

“ I am so glad Buffalo Bill said I must
come."

“ You were naughty to run away, and just
to think what a narrow escape you had.”

“Yes, for I woiild have taken my own
life rather than have fallen into the hands of
the Sioux

“I am not afraid to die, for I would
see my dear father in the happy hunting-
grounds, and he must be lon'ely on the
long trail without me—I wish he know
your daughter there."

Mrs. Markham turned away to hide her
tears, and soon ,afterjeft Pearl to her own
reverics and sought her husband.

“Mabrey, that beautiful girl has already
won’ my heart. '

“ She is as innocent as a little child, and
will be such a joy to us in our home,"
and Mrs. Markham told him of all the girl's
quaint sayingsand actions. ,

When it was supper time Pearl met her,
adopted father again at the table: and both
the colonel and ,his wife were surprised at
her table manners, and she explains i it by
saying: ' '

“ Father would not live as the Indians
did, and he made bone forks and spoons,
and we had knives some of the Indians had

otten in their raids, and we‘ made wooden
dishes, while we always had our table setv
just as we had down at our old home.

“I did the cooking, and I killed the game
and caught fish so we, got along veg well.
for father had a. garden too and rais ,vege-
tables, and be taught the Pawnees a great
many good things the pale-faces knew.”

That evenin colonel and Mrs. Markham
held a recspt on and they felt proud in
presenting their adopted dau hter to the
Officers and‘ their families, an
had expected to meet an uncouth,' awk-

ward ignorant girI were vastly mistaken and.

were‘charmed with her. .
She reeted Major Melton, and the ofilcers
she had met on the expedition as old friends,’
and naively asked why the warriors, mean-
ing the private , soldiers, were‘ not at the
council. ' a - . ‘.
“And this is the daring dead-shot that took
the trail alone to return to her Pawnee home,
\who stood by the side of her father when he
was'klllcd, and seizing his rifle fought bl! 

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water or slee , fighting as bravel
man would ave done, the lrl w o leaped
upon her horse and joined in the desperate
charge upon the Sioux?

“ She is a wonder, and I veril believe it
was her presence that saved Bu alo Bill and
his party, and won for us our victories, so I
name her the Mascot of Fort Ready.”

So said Major Melton, and his words were
greeted that night in the officers’ club with
cheers, and the health of “The Pearl of the
Plains. the Mascot of Fort Ready " was drank
standing b the gallant soldiers present. one
of whom, aptain Oscar Emory, called out:

“ And here’s to the health of Buffalo Bill
and our gallant brother officer the Fighting
Surgeon."

And this toast too was drank standing and
with a cheer.

CHAPTER XLVI.
SUSPENSE.

DAYS passed away, and the Pawnee baud,
delighted with their hospitable treatment at

:‘the fort, decided to return to their village,

and so notified Colonel Markham.

The each once asked to see Pearl before
their oparture, and she went to their camp
and shook hands with each one.

Colonel and Mrs. Markham had thought-
fully, knowing the Indian nature thorough-
ly, placed at her disposal numerous little
gifts for her to send to those she cared to
among the Pawnees, and this she did and
was made happy by the opportunity.

The Pawnees went back laden with pres-
ents, all who gave thinking that they were
getting off cheap in forming an alliance that
would be of such value to them in the
future.

Having hidden Pea'rl and the fort cod-by
the band of Pawnees started upon the r home-
ward trail delighted with all they had seen
and the manner of their reception.

But the days still went by and no word
came of Buffalo Bill, Surgeon Powell and
those with them.

Few in the fort knew exactly the mission
they had gone upon, but those who were in
the secret began to grow most anxious for
their safety.

The desperate danger of their undertaking

those who knew where they had gone, fully.

appreciated, and, as the time wore on and
no word came, Colonel Markham grew more
and more anxious.

Again and again he and Major Melton
would talk the matter over. '

Then they would send for Buffalo Bill’s
scouts and get all the information they could
from them as to the chances of the success
or failure of the attempt.

The scouts always were read to start in .

search of the missing ones. ut Colonel
Markham feared that they might in some way
counteract Buflalo Bill’s plans, so would not
let them go.

He argued that it was hardly possible that
the three white men and Sioux Slayer and
his Red-skin Ropers could all have been
killed or captured.

Certainly some one of them would have es-
caped an trap set for them, and so bring
news tot e fort.

This gave hope that there was delay in the
movements of the rescuers. but no chance to
send a courier with the information.

Pearl saw that the colonel was anxious and
frankly asked him ,the cause.

In the time that she had been there she had
im roved wonderfully. '

She had looked very beautiful in the pretty
dresses she wore, and when on horsebac
was the admiration of even the women who
envied her.

She was the same lovable girl to all she
came in contact, and was with men just as
she was with women, showing no pre-
ference and having no nonsense about her.

Her adopted parents had begun to love
her desperatelv, and it was not very long
before she had cpased calling the quarters
“tepees,” the soldiers “ warriors," the offi-
cers " chiefs, " the gatherings “ councils,”
referring to one putting on his full uniform
as “being in full war paint ” calling hats
“war-honnets,” addressing Surgeon Beck-
with as the “medieineman,” speaking of

her shoes as “moccasins,” her stockings as '
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as any as the ” Great Spirit,” and called heaven the

“happy hunting-grounds.”

But these little slips immensely amused
the colonel and he made no effort to break
her of them.

“Let her make her bad breaks, wife. as
the youn officers would say, for they are
clever an I like to hear them.

" Of course, if they were studied it would
have no charm, but, as it is, I like to hear
her Indianize her surroundings," he would
say to Mrs. Markham.

One da , when Colonel Markham and
Major Me ton were discussing the continued
absence of Buffalo Bill and his party, Pearl
entered the room and said:

“ Pardon me, father, but 1 know what is
troubliu you so."

“ AmI troubled about anything,Pearl?"

“ Yes, you are.” I

“You have 00d eyes to see it.”

“ Not when I read it in the faces of those
I love that there is sorrow in their hearts.

“You are troubled, and so is Major Mel-
ton, and mother and others that I have
seen.”

“ And you know the cause, Pearl?” asked
the colonel, with a smile.

“ Yes, it is because Buflalo Bill, that
handsome medicine-chief, and thc Pawnee
Lasso-Throwers have not returned to the
fort, or sent you word that they are safe."

“ You have read well, Pearl.”

“And if they are in trouble, I can save

them,” was the decided response of the

young girl.

CHAPTER XLVII.
AN OFFER 01" SELF-SACRIFICE.

Born Colonel Markham and Ma or Melton
were astounded at Pearl’s decide assertion
that it was in her power to save Buffalo Bill
and Sur eon Powell.

They ooked into her face and saw that she
had spoken with all honesty of purpose.

“ Well, Pearl,thnt is more than we can do,
with all our soldiers. and, if you can save
the surgeon and the scout, we must take

on into our council and know how it Can
6 done,” said the colonel.
“ Bufialo Bill went to the Sioux village to

try and rescue his friendtand others, is it not '

so, father?"

“ Yes, he seemed to feel that Private Frank
Fenton andtwo soldiers with him who were
captured by the Sioux could be rescued.”

“ How many went?"

“ The Scout Buffalo Bill, Sur eon Powell,
Buttons, one of Cody’s men, S oux Sla er,
the Pawnee chief, and his band of ed
Ropers."

“ And they went to the Sioux village or
near it?" ‘

u Yes.”

“ The Sioux would take their prisoners to
their village to torture them to death.”

“ Ver true.”

“ An the scouts hoped in some way to en-
ter the Sioux village and rescue them?’

" The did.”

“ Scalp Taker was along, and he had been
a captive anion the Sioux for a long while
and s eaks the rlanguage.” ‘

“ es," said Major Melton.

“ They are all great scouts and should not
be taken, even y going into the Sioux
country." I ,

‘.‘ Then why have they not returned?"

“ They are perhaps waitin to act. "

“ Whlyanot send me a con er, then?"

d " Per ps they are so situated they cannot
0 so.’ '

" Then you do not feel that they are taken
or killed ?” , .

“ Not when they are the great scouts they

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are, father.

“ The Sioux are a great tribe and cunning
as coyotes, as treacherous as snakes; but they
do not believe an one would dare come near
their village. so t ey would not be looking
for those who have ventured there. ,

/” They‘are in their village moping own

their defeats and plotting revenge, for they,

are not now on the war-path and have no
heart to go on the hunt for me.

‘ “ No, they are moody an savage, keeping
close to their'village.”
“ .And the prisoners ?”

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vlfnge, if they have not already killed
t em."

“ But, if Buffalo Bill and his party are
captured, on as. you can save them, Pearl?"

“ Yes, can, ether."

“ How could you do so?"

The girl was silent for a moment, the two
officers watchin her attentively.

At last she sa d:

“ As I understand it, your medicine-chief ,
is a great man among the pale-faces?” " _
" Yes, Surgeon Powell is a very remarka—

ble man, a most skillful surgeon and physi—
cian, a man of distinguished services and
one who has done much to deserve the
thanks of his Government and the regard of
his fellow-men. , 5,

“ He has been one who has led, in a mean. . x
me. much of the wild life that Cody has, '
and is remarkable as a sharp shooter and In-
dian fighter "' ,.

.” And Buffalo Bill would be a great loss to
the army '1" a 

” i know of no one, including. myself, ,‘Lj‘
whom we could not more readily spare. , a 

“ lie is a phenomenal man in many we s, ":4,
has won promotion hundreds of times by is: .
gallant acts, and yet would not take serif-2
ment if offered to him, preferring to be of;
of scouts to anything else, and to continue to »
do the desperately dangerous work he epb’
gages in to any other occupation." ' » :

" What about the other pale face?”

“ Buttons?"

“ Yes, father.”

“He is a good man, a thorough scout,
ranks next to Cody in the scouting band and
would be a great oss to the service.” .

“ Then there are the Pawnee Lasso: ‘
Throwers, father?” ,

1‘ Yes."

“ They would be a great loss to the Pawnee
tribe. and cast a cloud over the victories.
won." .-

" It would be so.” "
d “Well, father, I’ll tell you what I Will: '
o.”

“ Yes, my child, but no more risks, re
member." ‘ .

“ When I was ’in the Pawnee village 
Sioux held several meetings with our tribe
to see if they would bury the tomahawk W
twee? them and unite against the whites.". '

(I es." L V ’

“ The two villages met over in their sum».
mer camp, and the Pawnees and Sioux as
much of each other for several days. and?
Sun Eyes, then a youegfi chief and the son of
Death Dealer, the h chief of the tom
wished to marry me.

“ Of course In father refused, and” i:
two tribes parte without coming to an ,.
friendly terms and soon after went on the
war-Bath against each other again. > , V,

“ ut one do 11 Sioux runner eameto -, , ,
villa e and as ed Knife Killer, our- ' "
chie , for me to marry Sun Eyes. v ‘

" Knife Killer talked to my fatherandL
runner went back with a refusal. . . ':

“Soon he came again and offered. to!
render many white captives and 
their camp. in re rn or me. 1"

“Again my fat or refused. and than Death-w
Dealer sent Knife Killer the challenge.”
meet him alone and fight out the 'q ‘ ’
between them. -

“You know the story of that; but vow
the Sioux drove me on the cliff the t , 3

oun warriors of the once hand 0 _ _ , .

un yes, and he commandedthemg'j 
called out to me that he would make on ,
termsI would demand if I would

im.”
“ Well, Pearl?" ‘  ' t
"Now Sun Eyes -is the head chief,
what I would say is that I am only;
worth nothin in comparison to B
Bill, Sur eon well, Buttons and the ,
uses, an I will let you send word "to;
ve me for them". '
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self-sacrificing offer had better not be
ten down, but lmth he and Major a
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But the story of Pearl’s sacrifice could not
be kept a secret and one and all honored her
the more for the noble sentiment that prompt-
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CHAPTER XLVIII.
' THE SECRET MISSION.

WHEN Buffalo Bill and Snr eon Powell
rode away from the camp of ajor Melton,
they were side b side, with Buttons fol-
lowing and the awnees bringing up the
rear.

The two particular pards, Powell and
\Cody, held no fear but that Private Frank
Fenton and his companions could be res-
cued.

They had talked over their plans, and
went off with an avowed purpose in view
and knew just where they were to go.

“ I do not like the two men, Corbett and
Bostwick who were captured with Fenton,
but then I would none the less try to save
them, Frank,” said Buffalo Bill, while Powell
answered:

“Nor do I like them.

"Bostwick was sick once, and he was so
afraid he was going to die, so secretive
about everything, and begged to have only
his friend Corbett nurse him, while he in—
sisted upon keeping his clothes under his
pilglow, as though fearful he would be rob-
be .

“He disgusted me, and I never thought
he or Corbett would ever make good sol-
diers.”

“ How they got captured I cannot under-
stand, though why poor Fenton has not
been killed time and again when I expected
he would, is incomprehensible, for he was
so reckless he seemed to seek death.”

“And bore acharmed life," added Sur-
geon Powell.

When the party had entered the Sioux
country by crossing the range, which Her-
.mit Pass split in twain, they held a long
talk in camp one night.

‘ Both Surgeon Powell and Buttons also
speaking the Pawnee tongue, it was easg for
the three white men to converse with ‘hief
.Sioux Slayer and Scalp Taker.

As the latter had scouted with the Sioux
all over that country, and knew their favor-
ite trails and haunts, he was selected as the
one to guide the party through the Indian
country.

it was their wish to avoid all trails where
a Sioux might be met, or their own tracks
discovored, and to go with the whole party
to a camping-place which Scalp Taker knew
:well.

It had once been the situation of the Sioux

, village, but soon after going there they had
been visited by a terrible epidemic, and hun-
dreds were swept away by the disease.

As soon as they could do so the left the
dreaded spot, for, in burying their ( ead they
had discovered that they had hit upon the
burying-place of other Indians ages before,
and they considered that the Great Spirit
had brought a curse of disease upon them
for having gone there and disturbed the
bones of those whose spirits were in the
he pyhunting-grounds.

ince the had left the spot, years be-
fore, when calp Taker was first taken pris-
oner, no Sioux had been known to visit the
dreaded spot, the young warrior stated.

“That is the place for our camp, for the
’time has been too long for us to be hurt by
the disease, whatever it was, and if their
'village was placed there then, wood, water
and grass must be plentiful," said Surgeon
'Powell. ,

So it was that by a circuitous trail Scalp
Taker led the way to the desertedvillage of
the Sioux, the party covering up their trail
wherever it was possible for them to do so.

They found upon their arrival that the
spot was a small valley, well watered, tim-
bered and with grass most plentiful for their
horses.

The camp was pitched in a canyon, with
two ways of escape from it, and Where the
fires could be built among the crevices of the
clifis from which the smoke would not
escape to betray their presence there.

Major Melton had ordered the quarter-
master and commissary of his command to
an ply the party most liberally, so that they
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Game was plentiful of all kinds, the brooks
were filled with fish, and the arrows of the
Indians soon brought down (leer and birds,
while they caught some fine trout and perch
from the streams.

The spot, Scalp Taker said, was not over
fifteen miles, according to his ideas of dis-
tance, from the Sioux villages in which there
were some six thousand Indians, their
camps heing three in number extending for
several miles along a mountain stream, and
the trail to which was impassable to “ wheel
guns.” as he expressed it, in every direc-
tion.

And yet, far from help though they were,
within so short a distance of the Indian coun-
try, the daring rescuers and their Indian
allies, lay down peacefully to sleep that night,
defying danger, while Scalp Taker went
alone on a scout to pick out the best way to
the Sioux village;

He returmd at dawn, and reported that he
had gone to the ed e of the village, and the
next night Buffalo ill and Surgeon Powell
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CHAPTER XLlX.
IN THE ENEMr's LINEs.

LEAVING Buttons, and Sioux Slayer and
his Red-skin Ropers in the dreaded camp of
the deserted Indian village, Buffalo Bill and
Surgeon Powell accompanied Scalp Taker
upon his perilous trail by night.

They both had perfect confidence in the
young warrior, and going by night was their
safety. .

Both the scent and the surgeon were armed
with bows and arrows, in addition to their
fire-arms, as was Scalp Taker also.

They had gone prepared too to play Injun,
as they were painted, and decked out as red-
skins, in case they ran upon any Sioux, for
they might pass muster then, but not if there
wasa glimpse caught of their white faces
and garb.

Both Powell and Cody spoke the Sioux
tongue as well as several others, yet not so
well that they could not be detected in an
extended conversation.

Still it would he of service to them in a
tight place, and the Scalp Taker could not
be detected as not being a Sioux when he
spoke the language, so that he was safe un-
der ordinary circumstances.

It did not take his followers long to see
that Scalp Taker had made no idle boast,
when he said he knew the trails.

Though it had been long since he was
there a captive, they came back to him the
night before when he went over them, and
he now moved forward without hesitation.

It was ten o’clock at night when they came
to a ridge overlooking the Indian village near
its center.

For an Indian in his blanket to be roving
about the village at night was a common
affair, and so it was decided that the scout
and the surgeon, also playing red-skin,
should enter the camps and stroll about in
search of the prisoners, one at the upper,
the other at the lower end of the valley.

From their knowledge of Indian life and
ways, it would not be hard for either Buffalo
Bill or Surgeon Powell to locate the tepee
where they kept their prisoners.

The center, or main portion of the village
was to be gone through b Scalp Taker.

It was there that Sun yes the head chief
lived and the big medicine-men had their
tepees, and Scalp Taker felt that he could go
the rounds undiscovered.

There would be a‘ saving of time too if the
whole village could be visited in one night
and prisoners located, and in a couple of
hours, or a little longer the three men could
go the rounds of it.

The arrangement was made to meet in that
place, the startingpoint, and await for each
other until nearly dawn, and then take the
trail for camp, whether all three arrived or
not.

No one realized more than Buffalo Bill and
Surgeon Powell, hide it as they might, the
desperate chances they were taking.

Of course with the Scalp Taker it was dif-
ferent, for he was a bona fide Indian, and
could offer the excuse, if taken, that he had
come back to be a Sioux.

But such a story would not be taken if
told by the two greatest Indian-fighters on

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the border, and whom the Sioux regarded
with the greatest terror.

With a word at partin the three went on
their way, Buffalo Bill, following the direc.
tions of Scalp Taker, sauntering leisurely
along toward the lower village, enveloped in
his blanket to his eyes, and assuming the
stately stride of the Indian.

Doctor Powell, also enveloped in his
blankets, and remembering Scalp Taker’s
directions of how to go, too his way to the
upper village.

The Pawnee went straight toward the cen-
ter village, and any Sioux seeing them would
never have dreamed that treachery lurked six
feet high beneath those blankets.

Buffalo Bill had not gone a quarter of a
mile before he came to the first tepee.

There were several Indians lying about. a
small fire smoldering near, but no one noticed
him.

He soon passed near a herd of ponies just
driven in by their owner, and, as several
started to break away he called out to the
supposed Indian to head them ofi’.

Buffalo Bill did so, and then stalked on his
way.

The tepees now became more frequent,
and in some the inmates were sleeping sound-
ly, at others there were seen groups about
the fires, some cooking, others talking, for
an Indian eats when he is hungry, sleeps
when he needs rest, and is not governed by
set rules as to time.

One squaw spoke to Buffalo Bill, but,with
a sullen grunt, he passed on, paying no at-
tention to her.

A warrior called to him, addressing him
by the name of some comrade whom he sup-
posed that he was; but the scout did not
heed, drew his blanket higher about his
face, and passed on.

But his eyes were busy searching for the
tepee which would be conspicuous as the
prison of the captives.

Seeing a larger tepee than the others, he
boldly passed near it and heard the sound of
voices within.

That it was a Council Lodge be well knew,
and, taking the chances, though knowing
that it was death to an Indian even, as a pen-
alty for listening to thc pow-wows of their
chiefs, he hung about for a few minutes and
caught enough of what was said to learn that
they were still bemoaning their defeat and.
plotting revenge upon the pale-faces.

CHAPTER L.
A LIFE FOR A LIFE.

ONE thing that Buffalo Bill’s ears caught
that was said in the council tepee was the
utterance of a chief who said, violently:

“ We were beaten by the hated pale-faces,
our chiefs and our young men fell before
them like trees before a storm, their wheel-
guns struck us with mighty thunder. and
when we struck for revenge we only found
more sorrow for our people, until now we
have come back without a white man's gun,
a pony, a captive, and with onlya few braves
carrying the scalp-lock of our hated fees at
his belt."

Buffalo Bill would have lingered to hear
more, but he saw two warriors coming, so he
motyed on past the tepee, muttering to him-
sel :

“So they did not capture a prisoner, a
pony or a gun, by the statement of that
chief.

“Can he mean the immediate band he-
longing to this end of the village or the entire
outfit?

“ If they did not take a risoner we are on
the wrong track and are ta ing fearful risks
for nothing.

" I need not look for prisoners, after what
I have just heard, but I will take a scout
around the other tepees, to have a look at
the lay of the village, in case I may some
day guide a command up here.

“ It will be useful to be posted." .

So sayin he continued his walk until he
had crosse the better part of the village,
and then began to turn his steps for the
starting point.

With one less acquainted with stud ing‘

topography than Buffalo Bill, the vilage
would have been bewildering; but he had
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in finding his way back to the lone tepce he
had first seen in entering the lines.

The family had turned in for sleep, for he
saw no one. only an ugly looking dog made
a rush at him, his instinct telling him that
which the Indians had not discovered, that
there was an enemy in the camp.

A stern command to the dog did no good,
and to fire a shot would simply arouse the
village and betray him.

The dog was a savage one, and very lar e,
and recognizing Buffalo Bill as a fee in is-
guise in the Indian village, be rushed fiercely
at him.

Quickly Buffalo Bill whipped out his
bowie, and as the dog sprung at his throat
impaled him upon it, the bla e piercing the
heart.

Buffalo Bill dared not leave the dead do
there, so he grasped him in his arms, an
folding his blanket once more about him
strode on at a rapid pace.

When he at last reached the starting point
he found that he was the first of the three to
arrive.

He wrapped the dog in his blanket, to let
no trace of blood fall upon the ground, and
then stood gazing at the picturesque scene
spread out before him.

There along the valley for miles lay the vii-
lage, the lights from a hundred camp-fires
visible.

But all was still now, save the vicious
barking of Indian dogs who seemed to scent
danger in the air, or know by instinct that
harm had befallen one of their kind.

In spite of his danger, Buffalo Billenjoyed
the scene, and was standing with folded arms
lost in deep meditation, when with no sound
ofa footfall being heard, he heard a voice
at his side.

In an instant his hand fell upon his knife,
and when he turned he grasped the hilt.

It was a Sioux brave, and he carried a
string of game hung across his shoulder.

The qulck glance of Buffalo Bill showed
that the Sioux was alone, and, as he had
wrapped his blanket about the dog, he could
not hide his face and of course his mustache
and imperial would betray him, With his
growth of heard for days.

Once the warrior saw his face, and in spite
of the war-paint and the darkness he would

, know that he stoodin the presence of a white

man playing Indian.

Under the circumstances there was but
one thing to do, and the scout did it.

He turned quickly toward the unsuspect-

, ing red-skin, and while his left hand grasp-

ed his throatin a grip that prevented any
outcry or sound, his right drove his knife
hard against his side, and the blade sunk
deep and did its fatal work.

Gently the scout laid the Indian upon the
blanket enveloped dog, for the relaxed mus-

, cles told him that he was (lead, and hearing a

step behind him he turned quickly to face
any new danger that threatened.

 

CHAPTER LI.
A PRISONER.

WHEN Buffalo Bill turned to confront the
one whose step hchad heard close at hand,
he was nerved for whatever danger he might
have to face.

To his great relief though he heard the
words, as he saw two forms approaching:

“ Is it you, Bill, or an Indian?"

“I‘m on hand, Frank, but that is not
Scalp Taker with you?"

“ No, it is a gentleman whose company I
was forced to keep.

“I’ve got him bound and gagged, you
see."

“ A prisoner '2”

ll X763.”

“Look there!"

The scent pointed to the heap at his feet.

” Ah! a dead Sioux?”

(K Yesll,

“ Two of them?”

“No, the other is a dog, but I have got
him blanketed, to keep him from leaving red
stains that would look ugly by daylight.

“ The savage brute attacked me, and I
caught him on my knife; but, you hear the
mourning the rest of the canines are keeping
up for him.”

“Yes, they scent danger; but, we have
more on our hands than we wish.”

 

“Yes, a dead Indian, a dead dog anda
prisoner.

“We will have a picnic carrying them, so
let us get away before we have to take the
whole tribe along.”

" Have you seen Scalp Taker?”

“Not a photograph of him.”

“It will not do for us to remain here, for
we will make slow time with this funeral
procession. "

“ You bet we will, too, and we had better
move before we become chief mourners, for
Scalp Taker, not finding us, will pull for
amt?” ,

“ es that was our understanding.

“But, I’ll stra the dog to this prisoner,
and we will shou der the dead Injun between
us, if we can find a pole to swing him on."

A pole was soon found, one that had
served as a tepee-pole, and wrapping the
Indian’s blanket around him, the scout and
surgeon bound him so that each should bear
equal weight.

The dog was made fast on the prisoner's
back, and the latter was then made to walk
between the two scouts and then they moved
on.

It was slow and tiresome work,:stron g men
that they were, and Surgeon Powell asked,
after a couple of miles had been gone over:

“Bill, do you remember that we passed
around a narrow shelf of rock?”

“ Yes, it is not far from here.”

“ Scalp Taker said there was a small river
at it: base, and that it flowed very rapidly ‘2"

It Tea-H

“How about this dog going over there
for a cruise ‘2"

" Frank, it is the dog’s jumping -oiI
place.”

“And the red—skin?”

“Well, I’d rather bury him, but graves
are great tell—tales, and we would be late in
reaching the camp, if we carried him.”

" Well, let us send him after the dog, for
this is no time to take chances."

“ No, the Injun goes after the dog.”

The cliff soon came in sight, and ahalt
was made, the dog unstrapped from the
prisoner’s back, unrolled from the blanket
and swung over into space.

The stream was heard far below, rushing
rapidly alon , and the plunge of the dog's
body reache the ears of the two men.

" Good! he did not fall upon the rocks, so
we must toss the Indian the same way,
Frank.”

1 “Yes, but let us wrap him in his blan-
rot.”

This was done and the body was thrown
off over the cliff and went downward out of
sight into the darkness and depths below.

The loud splash was heard as the body
struck the water, and just then the prisoner
made a sudden bound to escape, for he
seemed to fear that he would be the next one
thrown over.

But he was not quick enough, as Buffalo
Bill tripped him and he fell heavily, while,
but for the scouts firm grasp upon him he
would also have gone over the cliff.

“‘ Good! I had not suspected him of that
clever move, Bill, though I should have
looked for it.

“It is fortunate you tripped him or he
would have gone, sure, and we would have
had to get out of this, as by daybreak we
would have had a thousand warriors upon
our track.”

“ You bet we would; but he is safe now,
and we will move on rapidly with him, for
day will break in an hour, and it will take
us all of that to reach camp.”

So, with the prisoner between them they
moved on once more, forcing him to keep their
rapid gait. ~ '

 

CHAPTER LII.
m SURGEON-scours s'ronv.

THE Sioux risoner was gagged, so could
not speak, an Surgeon Powell knew how
to place a gag so that it would admit of the
person giving no sound.

That the Indian was greatly alarmed there
was no doubt, but he did as he was told,
and seemed to accept the fate in store for
him stoically.

On pushed the two men with their pris-
oner, never minding their own fatigue and
only anxious to get to the camp.

 

The wondered why Scalp Taker did not
overta 0 them. for he was noted as a runner
and knew the trails so well he did not have
to hesitate as they frequently had to do to
find their way.

Day had dawned when at last they enter-
ed their camp in the canyon.

Buttons had been astir earl , in his anxiety
for his chief and Surgeon ’owell, and had
the Pawnees all up.

As they came into camp it was at first sup-
posed that the prisoner was Scalp Taker;
but this was soon seen to be a mistake and
all athered around the Sioux.

hen the surgeon removed the gag from
his mouth, but kept his arms tied as before,
and said to him:

“ We will do you no harm it you behave

yourself d do as we tell you."
His 1' ere then bound together, so that
he could run off, and he was given some

water to drink, as Doctor Powell well knew
how his mouth must feel after havin a
large silk handkerchief forced in it and tied
there for several hours.

The Sioux prisoner made no reply, drank
the water given him and seemed relieved,
while the Pawnee! appeared greatly inter-
ested in the gag which had so long kept him

uiet.
q The Red Ropers looked as though they
would enjoy turning him loose, catching
him with their iassoes and then scalping
h m.

Buttons soon had breakfast ready, and the
tired scouts ate with a relish, the prisoner
being also tempted to dispose of a good
meal.

But both Buffalo Bill and the Fighting
Surgeon were most anxious regarding the
non-appearance of Scalp Taker.

They explained to Buttons and the Paw-
nees, just how they had divided, and when
Buffalo Bill had told of his walk through the
part of the village he had reconnoitered,
what he had heard in the Council Lodge. the
killing of the savage dog, and then how he
had been forced to take the life of the Sioux,
he said:

“Now, Frank, what of your reconnoiter-
ing expedition, for I have not had a chance
to ask you '2"

“I went into the village between two te-
pees where there appeared to be a happy
fgmily reunion, for they were having a good
t me.

"This Indian prisoner here called to me
to come to the iepee, but as I was seeking
no new acquaintances I went on without
thanking him for his invitation.

“ I soon after got into the thick of the vil-
lage, and a miserable cur began to follow
and snap at my heels until I gave him a pain
by a kick in the ribs.

“I began to fear the dogs would betray
me, so many of them did I meet, and they
seemed to know that I was sailing under
false colors.

“ But I went among a crowd of red-skins
and got rid of the pups. after which I was
wishing to steer clear of Indians and dogs
too.

“In knocking about the camp I could find
no trace of where the tepee for prisoners
was, and fearing, as there were a number of
red-skins roving about for so late an hour, I
might yet be detected, I concluded to start
baciii to the meeting-place, going by another
tra .

“This I did, and I was just passing the
lhast of the tepees when I saw the prisoner

ere.

" He was on his way to his tepee, I judge,
but seeing me doubt ess recognized me as
the one who had slighted his invitation to
join him.

“ At any rate he called to me.

“I walked on and he came after me.

“I quickened my steps, and then he came
at a run, determined to see who I was, and
evidently thinking I was some one he knew
well playing it on him.

“ When I got down into a gully, and
away from the tepees, I turned and drove
my fist into his face and down he went
stunned.

“Then I held him by the throat with one
hand and tied his hands behind him with
the other, forcing the gag into his mouth as
I saw that he was reviving and would tune
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“Well, I brought him on with me then,
Bill, and. that is all there is of it, but I hope
that no harm has befallen the Scalp Taker."

 

CHAPTER LIlI.
urssmo.

Tar: day 1passed away and nothing was
seen of the awnee warrior Scalp Taker.

Expecting that they would have to be up
again all night, both Buffalo Bill and Sur-
geon Powell went to sleep soon after break-

ast, and left the prisoner to the care of
Buttons and the Pawnees.

It was late in the afternoon when they
awoke, and they looked worried when But-
tons told them that Scalp Taker had not ap-
peared.

 Then they decided to have a talk with
“"y the prisoner, and Buffalo Bill hit upon a

a clever way of gettin all the information out
of him that was obta nable.

The prisoner was a young warrior who
“g appeared to stand well as a Sioux, to‘ udge
;. r from his own account of himself tod to
 1 Buttons.

‘ He recognized both Buffalo Bill and Sur-

geon Powell, having seen them before on
several occasions, and he had been in the
attack on the scout when the surgeon had
frightened his band 01!, and also in the
three defeats the Sioux had met with after-
ward.

He was willin to sound his own praises
and Buttons ha encouraged him to talk,
but intimated that he supposed that he would
be ut to death.

V hen Buffalo Bill took him in hand to

uiesftion him he asked him if he was not a
c e .

' The red-skin was so
was not, yet hoped to_
‘ .» near future.

Then the scout asked his name, and was
told that it was “ Talk-too-much.”

, “I ho you’ll talk all you wish.” said
'Buflalo '11, and then he went on to tell him
_ that they had come there into the Indian
5 country for the sole purpose of rescuing
some friends the Indians had taken prisoners
at the Battle of Hermit Pass.

- Watching the face of the Indian they could
see a certain expression upon it that neither
of the scouts could fathom. ,

“ Those friends are now in the Sioux camp, ”

continued Buffalo Bill. ‘
v' ‘fAnd if your brother braves will 've

them tip to us, we will return you in t eir
 This was the tact Buffalo Bill had taken to
findout about Frank Fenton and his com-
panions, and now encouraged to talk, the
prisoner said that there were no prisoners in
the Sioux village taken at the fight of
“Hermit P

- ass.

 ,“ Were they put to death?” asked the
a scout.

0| 0".

7“ What was done with them?" ,

" None were taken there,” was the

   
   
 
  
  
 
  
  
 
 
   
  
  
  
 
 
 
 
  
   
  
 
   
    
  
  
 
  
 
 
 
 
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
  
  
   
 
 
 
   
 
 
   
     
    
  
    
      
   
   
  
   
   
  
   
 
   
 
  

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answer.

v i‘. Did not the Sioux have any white cap.

fives in their village?"

“Not one."

 "This about coincides with what I heard
 chief say in the Council Lodge,” remarked
Min Bil to the Fighting Surgeon.

: r " Yes; can it be possible that we are on a

‘ false trail, Bill?"

" "I hope not, for 1 had hopes that Fenton

 slive.” ' ‘

“ He certainly was not amon the dead on

. field, nor were Bostwick an Corbett.”

,. No, and their horses were not found, so

.phsy must have been captured."

1- ' " But by whom?" ,

,N, “ Perhaps Sioux from elsewhere than this

" ‘4’  were in the fight, and carried them

-' Ask the Sioux."

.3. .The lquestion was asked and the answer
“Ins that the Sioux from the village alone
were in the fights.

if». 111‘ Well, we must wait. for Scalp Taker and
 see if he will turn up."

“« And if not take the back trail fi’

 "' Yes, for we are on a false scent after
Fasten in this village I verily believe."

‘ :The prisoner was asked other questions

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in the village, bnt his 

proved that he was in a position to know all
that took place in the tribe.

That night Buffalo Bill and Surgeon Pow-
ell agsln started for the Indian village.

The did not intend to enter it, but they
wishe to seal! they could find Scalp Taker
in any way, or discover if he had been killed
or captured by the Sioux.

They Went rapidly over the trail and
reached the spot where they had parted with
the Indian, thinking that he might have mis-
understood the place to meet them, and was
in hiding near waiting for them.

But Scalp Taker was not visible, nor did
he ut in an appearance as they waited.

he village seemed more quiet than it
had been the night before, and yet neither
Cody nor Powell wished the other to make
the Venture of the previous night, though
each one was willing to go and reconnoiter if
the other would wait there for his return.

But this neither would hear to, and after
remaining until midnight they started upon
their return to the camp. .

“ If they have caught Scalp Taker, missed

oung Tallotoo-much, or failed to find the
Indian and dog I killed, it has all acted upon
them like a dose of soothing syrup, for the
villa e is as quiet as a graveyard to-night.”

“ es. Bill, and speaking of graveyards
let us get away from here,” and they walked
rapidl back upon the trail to the secret
camp in the canyon.

 

CHAPTER LIV.
THE scan? TAKER.

Axornaa day of rest for the two friends,
another night‘s tramp to the place where
they had last seen the Scalp Taker, and still
no sign of him.

When the third ni ht had passed in the
same way, Bufl'aio Bil said: ,

” We will go again to-night, Frank, and if
he does not show up, we must start upon the
back trail.”

“ I think so, Bill.”

“We are now doubtful as to Fenton and
his comrades having been ca tured, and we
have certainly done our duty u coming here
to look for them, for the chances were a
hundred to one that we turned up our toes
to the daisies. " V I

“ Yes.”

“Now Scalp Taker has doubtless parted
company with his scalp, poor fellow, and if
he does not meet us to night We will start on
the trail out of this country."

" Whatever you say I am with you.”

So ohce more the two friends took up the
long tram for the place which, they had
now visite four nights in succession, in the
hope of finding the Scalp Taker.

hey had just reached the rendezvous,
and were gazing at the lights of the Indian
village. when, rom their hiding-place the
saw two forms approaching. ,

“ Shall we hold them up, Doc?” ,«

“ Not unless the fall upon us, for we
ggfie’one more Ind an now than we want,
. “You are right," and as the scout spoke
the two forms halted.

" One’s a squaw, Bill."

“ Sure." j 4

They were not fifteen feet away, and were
conversing in a low tone, as they halted and
turned toward the village, apparently in-
;erested in the view of the lights of the camp-

res.

Then the two came forward again and
Buffalo Bill whispered:

“ Frank, it is the Scalp Taker.”

The two/forms were now facing the
hiding-place of the pards, and one said a the
Sioux tongue:

_ 'f Now we must hurry on, for if m white

brothers believe that I have been kil ed and
have gone, the Fawn Eyes will have to re-
turn to her te ee, , for she cannot walk.
and the Scalp ker must come for her
again." a

“ A love affair, or I’m a saint,”¢muttered
Cod§to himself, and then he said aloud:

“ our pale-face brothers have not left
you, ~Scalp‘v Taker. ”

Both Indians turned quickly, the woman
uttering a slight. exclamation of alarm.
while Scalp Taker- dropped his “hand upon

ks}! tabs on efensive. - ‘
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them, and Bufialo Bill and Surgeon Powelli
at once stepped out and confronted them.

“ The Scalp Taker is glad to see his white-
brothers, for he feared they had gone far
awa , as he did not come back.

” ut the Scalp Taker loved a little
maiden, whose father is a Sioux chief, and
her mother a Pawnee captive.

" He left her here when he escaped from
the Sioux, and he met her when he came the
other night.

“She is the Fawn Eyes, and she hid the
Scalp Taker in the tepee of her father, for-
her mother is dead.

“ The Scalp Taker has heard all that the
white chief would know, and he started to-
night on their trail, the Fawn Eyes going
with him to see if they had gone.

“If they were gone, the Fawn Eyes was.
to come back to her people, but if the Scalp
Taker found the white chiefs waiting for
him, he wished them to take the Fawn Eyes-
with them that she may go to the Pawnee
village with the Scalp Taker.”

The Indian ceased speaking.

He had told his story and pleaded his
cause.

The Sioux maiden stood silent and with
face downcast.

“ It is the same old story, Doc, whether
in palace or hovel, army post or Indian
cam , the story of love.”

" es, Bill, you know how it is yourself,
so don’t be hard on the girl and take her"
along. ”

“You bet I will,” and turning to the
Seal Taker the scout said:

' he Fawn Edges is welcome, and can go
with the Scalp akcr; but let us go at once,
for if the Seal}; Taker has not found the
white prisoners in the Sioux camps, we must
start on the back trail tonight."

“The Scalp Taker knows that the white
braves are not in the Sioux village.

“ The Sioux took no prisoners in the late
battles, and know nothing of the three pale-
face braves.

“The Fawn Eye can tell them with a
straight ton ue, for she knows."

" That is fiust the conclusion we had come
to, Scalp Taker, from what we had found
out. , ‘

“ You have done well, however, and I am.
glad that you have captured a Sioux priso
oner in the Fawn Eyes.

“ Now let us be off."

They started at a brisk pace. and the Fawn'

Eyes never once showed fatigue, and they

reached camp in time to get started on the

sack trail a couple of hours before the dawn
ay. s

' CHAPTER Lv.
THE BERMIT OF THE PASS.

THE Fawn Eyes had come prepared to
elo c with Scalp Taker, provided the sandy
he not left the camp, believing him ea ,
and there was a way for her to go.

If Bufl’alo Bill had gone with his party,
then the Scalp Taker wa to go into hiding
until the Fawn Eyes could get two of her
Ether’s best ponies and join her lover with

em.

That was the arrangement according to

Sea] Taker. and when the sunlight revealed
the awn E es, she was seen to be a very

 

pretty girl, t at is as far as the beauty of In- "

dian girls go, which, is limited.

She was young. graceful and plucky.

She had put her trousseau n a blanket
and brou ht it with her, carryin the bundle
herself a the way from the vi is e to the
camp, for, though a lover, Scalp aker be-
ing a warrior could not lower his dignity by
hearing a burden.

The gallantry of both Powell and Cody
had made them offer to carry it, but Fawn
Eyes declined, and they fell from grace in
her eyes for being willing to carry a bundle.

Apack-horse was given to the red-skin
maiden, and she seemed perfectly at home in
the saddle. and appeared to consider the giv-
ing( up of her father and people for Scalp
Ta er a very fair exchange.

The Seal Taker acted as guide on the rem
treat, and uifalo Bill told him that they

‘wished to leave the Sioux country by way

of the Hermit’s. Pass, so he bore

away in’
that direction. ‘

  

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.anxious to go carefully over the field and see
if any trace could be found of Private Fen~
ton or his comrades.

“ There used to be, some years ago, an old
hermit living near the pass, but I believe the
Sioux killed him, for no one has reported
seeing him within the past year,” said the
scout, and Surgeon Powell rejoined:

“ Yes, I have heard of him.

“ Some said he was a settler who had lost
his family, massacred by the Indians, and
others reported that he was a gold-hunter,
prospecting for gold; but of late I never
heard of him.

“ Do you know where his home was?”

“ No; but Scalp Taker may know of
him."

Scalp Taker was asked about the old. her-
mit, but could only say that the Indians
knew of such a man, and shunned him as an
evil spirit.

He had lived near the pass, he said, and
that fact had given the canyon the name of
Hermit‘s Pass.

“ Well. we will look up his cabin,” was
the decision of Buffalo Bill. and he felt very
sure, with the Red-skin Ropers along as
trailers, they could find the home of the 01d
hermit.

It was the afternoon of the day after leav-
ing their camp near the Sioux village that
they drew near the Hermit’s Pass, having
\come by trails which Scalp-Taker knew well,
up to within an hour’s ride of the pass.

As they neared the canyon, Buffalo Bill
was riding in advance and Surgeon Powell
was by his side, when the former suddenly
called out: v

" Haiti” ' '

The cause of this sudden command was at
discovering standing upon a rock a short
distance away the form of a man.

He was a white man, with long, wavy
hair and heard, (II'CSScd in buckskin of his
own make and tanning, and wearing mocca—
sins and a fur cap.

He was a man of large stature, carried a
belt of arms, rusty with age, and a rifle with
long barrel.

He gazed fixedly at Buffalo Bill and said,
in a deep voice, as though it was the most
common thing in the world to meet people
in that locality: '

“ Good-evening, pards.”

“I hope I see you well?"

“You do, pard, and we were hoping to
find the Hermit of this pass.”

“ Don't look any further.”

“Are you the man?" '

“ I know of no one else who lives alone in
these wilds.”

“I have heard of you, but supposed you

were dead, killed by the Indians, as no one I _
E “ it’s been so long smec I heard mine that ,
. I’ve about forgotten it, so just call me Her- ,

has seen you the past year.”
“ No, I‘m a rather healthy dead man, as
you see, though it may not be long before 1

do turn up my toes, and I cannot complain. E

as! I have lived my three-score years and
ten.” L

“Why live here?”

“Well, I came here years
rude, looking for gold.
“ He struck it rich one day, and we were
to go to his find the next morning,

"But the Sioux attacked our home that
night and killed him.

ago with a com

“ I never found the. gold-mine, and never ‘

will, rhaps, but I shall die tr ing.
“ I I find it, I’ll go East an die in lux-

u . ' .v
r‘y‘If I do not, I’ll go out here some night
like a candle, and my cabin will be my
tomb. ' . '
“ The Sioux don’t bother mo'now, though
I’ve got a lariat made of their scaips, for I
have avenged my poor pnrd Ben, avenged
him ten times over.
“ You are Buffalo Bill, are you not?”
“‘ Yes, men so call me." i, . ,
"' I saw you at Kearney, years ago, and
only once. I '
“But you have not a face toforget, and
you are one to keep your name knownby
our deeds.
“' Who is your pat-d?”
“ Surgeon Frank‘ Powell, of the army. t ,
. "‘ He is another man to see and remember.
~ ._ ‘ " I saw you- ,hoth not loogago in the fight
“. at the masondjre oicod at‘the whipping
~~y9u’«gave. . Sim bio
to as Ben,

oritwacimothcr w‘,

come to my cabin, for such as it is you are
welcome, you and your outfit.

“ Follow me,” and the old Hermit led the
way at a pace that belied his assertion that
he was seventy years of age.

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CHAPTER LVI.
sunrmsmc INFORMATION.

Tun Pawnees gazed with a kind of super-
stitious dread at the white-haired and heard-
ed old man, who walked at a pace that was
swift and apparently no effort to him.

He turned into a narrow canyon leading
into the mountain range, and coming to
where he had killed a deer and hung it in a
tree on his way out, he slung it upon his
shoulders and strode on, declining the of
for of Buffalo Bill to carry it on a pack-
horse.

“ It is:nnthing. so don‘t spoil me by light-
ening my load," he said, as he strode on.

The canyon grew wilder as they advanced,
and at last narrowed to a picturesque and
wild bit of seenery. with towering clifls al-
most shutting out the light of day.

But there was a stout log cabin perched
upon the rocks. and by the door fioweda
stream that fell in a crystal mass from a
cliff near by.

The cabin had two rooms in it, a perch
with roof of woven grass, and commanded
a fine view down the canyon, while beyond
there there was no passing. I

To one side of the cabin was a grave, cov-
ered with wild flowers, and at the head of it
was a board in which had been cut:

“ PARD BEN.

“ Killed 63/ the Simon, but avenged tenfold.”

. There was a rustic easy-chair on each side

of the porch, and one doubtless had been
Pard Ben’s. _

Within was visible a rude table, bench,
some cooking utensils and a bed, that was
all.

“ This is my’home, so welcome, pards.

“There's grass plenty in the canyon for
yourthorsesywood for fires, and I have fresh
meat and some vegetables, for I have a gar-
den down the valley. '

else, for I hav'n’t got it. -
“Here is fresh deer meat, so help your-
selves, and there‘s plenty for the Pawnees,
too, for I feel kindly toward them as they
hate the Sioux.” .' V
“ May I ask your name, sir?" said Buffalo
;.Bill, who, with Surgeon Powell, was deeply
; interested in the strange man. ’ ,
” Lord, man, what’s in a name?

 

' mit and that fitsme.

’ force coming out of the SIOUX country, Buf—
falo Bill. for they are in no happy mood after
the whipping you gave them.

“ Why, I thought, they had had more than
they wanted down there at the pass, when

' allof a sudden one day, I saw them going
pin ‘the war-path with about all their war-

' are.

i “ It was too late for me to warn you, and

two days later I found there was no need of

it, for they tore through the pass back to
their camp, wild with rage and howling like

mad.

“ Then I knew they had bitten ofi more
than they could chew, and I had a good
i laugh at them, and picked ofl a struggle: or
; two myself, for my Sioux scalp lariat’ was

i

’a not quite long enough, and I’m adding afoot
i or. so more for poor ard Ben."
i “ Where were you the day of the fight in
the pass." I , ,
“ Looking on, from a hidi ‘ place I have
' and tire ing in a piece of lea now and then
i for Par en’s sake; but that reminds me to
ask if you accounted for all your soldiers
: that day?” .' ‘
“ No, we did not."* . ‘
You found [all your dead and wounded?»

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“Any missing?" , i 3 v

“Water is plenty and I drink nothingi

“ But what are youxdoing with that small 1

and two others who couldn’t brag on their
good looks?"

“ Yes. did you see them?" eagerly asked
Buffalo Bill.

" I did."

“ When?”

“ The evening after the fight.”

” Where were they 7”

‘ Going south.”

“ Alone?"

“ Only the three.”

“ Do you mean that they deserted the;
Command?” was the question of Surgeon
Powell. ‘ ‘t

“Now, that is what I would like to
know.” ’

“ We supposed they were taken prisoners
as I said, by the Sioux.” t

“ Well, they were not.” “

Buffalo Bill glanced at Surgeon Powell
and then asked:

“Tell 'us, please, my Hermit paid, what
you know about those three men ‘2" I

“I know one of them to be a villain,
though he has never wronged me. 2

“ It was years ago when i knew him and
he was a wild boy then, and his life bf,
dissipation and extravagance ended in his”-
ruining his brother, for he committed acrime'
which his good brother, years older than he
was. bad to stand trial for.

“ They could not prove his guilt. sobe'fmm
set free. and went away a ruined man, under
a cloud, and what became of him Heaven
onl knows, but his wicked brothel-was the
gui ty one as I afterward found out, and 'I'
saw him the other day in the uniform of,
soldier, and having with him one pard of his
stripe in appearance, and a young many .
was in irons."

“111 irons?" , , ,

“Yes. buffalo Bill, his hands wereman‘a—
cled and fastened to his saddle." ' ,

“My \God, Cody, what does that mean?
cried Surgeon Powell excited] .

“I hope our Hermit frien
, plain it?" , i , ._ ,,

“ I‘m afraid not, for I saw them fromfmy
hiding-place, and they halted within a
yards of me. ' _

“The young man was ironed, as Ink},
and I know the other tvi‘o had him in theft!
charge, and at first I supposed he w I .
deserter, or had done some wrong. ,

"‘ Then I recognized Bostwick, the man
told you of, and I heard him say: . U
. “ 1t’s no use asking questions or kicking:
‘ for we have orders to take you to Mi,’
| San Juan, and there you wi l learn all? ,

3 wish to know, I suppose, so ask no m‘

! questions." i‘

| “ That was all I heard. ,pards, and
. they rode on; but the more I thought 0 > >
‘ the more certain I was that the young
dier was not the sinner of the trio. , *

“ When the Indians had gone, I took t
trail of‘the three soldiers the day attena
followcdwit until I saw that it led to the . ,
trail down into New Mexico, and than -
2 came back. and I can give you no 0
'. formation.” .

“There is no need of more, for, no
'know that Frank Fenton has been the,
of some conspiracy of those two the

‘ Buffalo Bill. . r . , - ,

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V A LONG, Lona ram).

Tun words of the Hermit of the
‘ pressed Buffalo Bill and Flu

de'ti‘ply. , . -  '

hey decided that they hadh'enrd . a v-
to cause them to consider'weliwh .
heat to be done, so the Red-skin . ta.
were sent ,into camp down the cany’o "

1 Buttons joined them and the Hermit. ‘ _
latter’s cabin and the "whole story's: “
‘ over again. ~ .' '

As night was coming on they'hrokb“

‘convemution to have supper, a, ;

l the four sat down in from. of the fi

3 began to discuss over ng‘ain the {aq-

i Hermit knew Bostwick asa villain in the 4‘

i_ one who had allowed his brother-id'th
for a crime he ' was guilty of,

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while both were unpopular in the command,
was a suspicious circumstance.

Then it was recalled by Surgeon Powell
that the two men had seemed to constantly
dog the steps of Private Fenton, and when
he had dashed away in pursuit of an Indian
chief in the battle of the pass, they had fol-
lowed him.

The llermit had seen them an hour after,
a mile from the pass, and then Fenton
was in irons, and the two men evidently
self-constituted guards.

They had made the remark that they had
orders to take him to Mission San Juan. and
there all information ended, save that the
Hermit stated that Private Fenton’s head
was bleeding from a wound.

“Well, Frank, what do you make out of
all this?" asked Buffalo Bill when all had
been told.

“ I take it that the two men knew Fenton—
that they enlisted in the army for the purpose
of getting him in their power, and cleverly
did so the day of the battle of the pass.

" Whether they are acting for themselves
or for some one else is only conjecture. So
it is as to their motive. We can only conjec-
ture as to it.”

“You are on just the trail I am. That
those men wanted Fenlon for a purpose, and
they plotted to kidnap him and have done
so, I think is certain.”

“Now where is this Mission San Juan?”

“1 can tell you, for I passed there once,
as taking the trail which the Hermit says
they did it must be the same one. San Juan
is in New Mexico, all of two hundred miles
from here, Bill."

“Were it a thousand I would go there.”

“Do you mean it, Bill?”

“Indeed Ido, for I am on Fenton's trail
to stay, and I shall see the end of it; but you
cannot go. for you are needed at the fort ‘2”

“ Yes, I must return, that is certain.”

“And you too, Buttons, must go back to
the fort and command the scouts in my
place." '

“I will, sir, but I would like to go with
you.”

“No, I cannot take any one without the
colonel's permission, and it would now re—
qllire too long to get that, as you know."

“But you will take the Redskin Ropers,
Chief Cody?"

“No, Buttons; they must go back, too,
for I would not dare lead them down into
New Mexico.”

“ You umst not go alone, Bill, so take the
chief, Sioux Slayer, or Scalp Taker at least,”
Surgeon Powell urged.

“ i believe I will,” thoughtfully answered
Buffalo Bill.

"Scalp Taker I would like best to have
along, as the chief must return with his
Lasso-Throwers; but I fear Seal p Taker
would not wish to leave his Fawn Eyes.”

“ Ass him, for my idea is that he is more
anxious to “in a name than anything else.
She can go on to the Pawnee village with
the Red-skin Ropers and await his return.”

On that suggestion of Surgeon Powell,
Buttops went after Scalp Taker. and upon
his coming back with him the Indian was
asked if he would go with the scout, leav-
ing Fawn Eyes to go on with the braws and
go to the tepee of his mother to await his re-
turn?

Scalp Taker was ambitious so at once said
he would go, for to accompany Buffalo Bill
alone he knew inc-ant fame for him.

“That Settles it. Scalp Taker goes with
me, Frank, and we start to-morrow, for the
Hermit will put us right, I know.”

“Oh. yes; and when you come back by
herelexpect to see Bostwiek wearing the
bracelets, for you will get him, Buffalo Bill,
as I know your style of doing things.”

“There is one thing, Frank, and that is
about the Sioux prisoner.”

“Yes. Ishall allow him to escape—you
see to it, Bultons for the Pawnees will wish
to take him to their village and torture him
to death.”

“And that must not be.”

' “ By no means."

“ I will see that he escapes to-night, sir,”
promised Buttons.

And so the matter was settled.

That night the Sioux prisoner did escape,
and it was hard to keep the Red-skin Ropers
from taking his trail in the morning.

 

L ‘ But Surgeon Powell called the braves to-

 . ‘ . ., «was;

gether for the start on the trail to the fort;
and, after a long conversation with Buffalo
Bill, the twoparted with a warm grasp of the
hand.

Buffalo Bill and Scalp Taker watched
them until they were out of sight. Then
they followed the Hermit, who went to put
them upon the trail of the two soldiers who
had their comrade in irons.

Half an hour after, accompanied by Scalp
Taker, and with a pack-horse in lead, Buffalo
Bill started upon the long trail to find Pri<
lvrttte Fenton—the longest trail of his eventful
1 e.

CHAPTER LVIII.
TIIE FIGHTING sunonon's RETURN.

THE suspense at Fort Ready was becom-
ing most intense for the safety of Buffalo
Bill, Surgeon Powell, Buttons, and the Paw-
nee Ropers.

Somehow it had leaked out, for there is
always a leak where a number of persons
have a secret, that Buffalo Bill had gone to
try and rescue Private Frank Fenton from
the Sioux.

Of course. when this became known there
was the greatest dread felt for the result.

All knew Cody, and that he clung to a
trail he had once started upon like grim
death.

They could realize the great peril of the
undertaking, in his invading the Indian
country even witha lar e force, and they
really enlarged upon the angers until it be-
came an assured thing in their minds that
they could never get back, any one of
them.

Doctor Powell was one of the most popu-
lar officers at the fort. All liked him, all ad-
mired him.

The ladies found in him a sincere. friend,
while the children were devoted to him as he
was to them. He was never so happy as
when with them.

Among his brother oflieers he was regard-
ed as the prince of good fellows, generous to
a fault, brave, self sacrificing and ever ready
to do a good turn.

The men had the same high appreciation
of him, also, To them “Doctor Frank ”
was everything—physieian, friend, adviser.

As for Buttons he was a. jovial good fel-
low, ever in good humor and always ready
fora fight or footq'aee or a funeral, which-
ever it might be.

The Red-skin Ropers also came in for their
share of sympathy from those at the post;
and Were it true that they were wiped out
by the Sioux it was feared the blow might
be a severe set back to further alliance with
the pale-faces.

So far all had gone one way, the pale faces
had been the victors; but, with a very severe
defeat, might not the Pawnecs regret an alli-
ance which had wrought only dire disaster?

Such was the state of feeling at the fort,
when Colonel Markham sent 'for Major Mel—
ton, one morning, and told him that he must
make another expedition into the Sioux
country, while, as they now were at peace
with the Pawnces, the fort would be in no
danger, so he could take four-fifths of the
garrison with him.

The major was just beginning to congratu-
late himself upon winning more victories,
when, into the post, rode two horsemen.

They were Surgeon Powell and Buttons.

Where was Buffalo Bill?

Where were the devoted Pawnee “broth-
ers " of the great scout?

Then questions flew from lip to lip, as
Surgeon Powell rode straight to headquar-
ters.

In his anxiety Colonel Markham met him
at the door, and grasping his hand he said
eagerly:

“ Thank God you are back, Powell—but—
Cody—”

“ Is all right, sir, or was when I left
him.

“I will tell you the story, sir, and wish to
report myself for duty. though I would
léarée given much to have gone on with

o .

“But, duty called me here, and here I am,
colonel 1"

“Yes, you did right to return; but, did
you come alone ‘2” ,

“Buttons returned with me, air, and the

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Red-skin Ropers under their chief, Sioux
Slayer, branched oif for their village—all
save Scalp Taker, the young Pawnee who
- was our guide into the Sioux country, and
who is a host in himself—a matchless man,
ir, if he is a red-skin."

“ And, pray where is he?" asked the com-
mandant.

“ lie went on with Cody, sir.”

"But where has Cody gone? What has
happened?”

“ Into New Mexico, sir, to the Mission San
Juan, for we discovered that Private Fen«
| ton and the others were not captured by the

i Sioux."

“It is better if they had been killed out-

r right, than live in torture.”

“But, they were not killed or captured,
sir.”
“Did you go into the Sioux country?”

i “Yes. sir; Cody, Scalp Taker and myself“

, Went into the Sioux villages disguised as In-

‘; dians.”

l “Great heavensl Powell, you and Cody

certainly bear a charmed life. How could

you dare such an adventure?
“But, what news have you of the three
men, if they were not killed or captured?”
“That Bostwick and Corbett are scamps,

: sir, enlisted to kidnap Private Fenton, and
have done so, carrying him a prisoner into

I New Mexico.

| “ This we learned from the old Hermit of‘

' the Pass, of whom so much has been heard,

‘ yet so little known.

l “ We all thought he was dead, but he is
very much alive, and he it was who saw
Fenton in irons, the prisoner of his two soldier
comrades.”

Then Surgeon Powell told the whole story
of the expedition to the astonished comman~
dant. '

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ON THE TRACK OF THE KIDNAI’PERS.

BUFFALO BILL and Scalp Taker were put
upon the trail of the three soldiers by the
old Hermit of the Pass.

They found that there were four horses-
which made the trail. This would indicate
that they had been joined by some one else,
or that the two kidnappers had prepared for
i the flight, and so had caught an extra horse
in the confusion of the battle to serve as a
pack-animal, or relief.

When the Hermit had seen them there

were but the three men and their three
horses.
‘ There was the sign of a halt near, which
indicated that doubtless, one of the soldiers
had gone back for the extra animal, leaving
the other and their prisoner there. for the
trail of the fourth animal came in from an—
other direction.

That was the way that Bufl'nlo Bill had
read the signs. The old Ilermit agreed with
him; and when Scalp Taker had it explained
to him he was of the same Opinion and so
expressed himself.

Buffalo Bill then bade the Hermit good»
by, thanked him for his kindness and rode
on his way with Scalp Taker, the pack-'
horse following.

Though it had been some time. since the
I trail had been made, there had been no rain

and the trails here and there were visible,

. Buifalo Bill taking his idea of which they

l would go from the nature of the country.

Then too his definite point was the Mis-
sion San Juan, and he had been directed by

. Surgeon Powell, who knew that part of the

i’ country, just where it:was situated.

i Buffalo Bill also had been on expeditions
down into New Mexico several times, so

5 was not unacquainted with the country and

‘ the people.

‘ He was well aWare that, at that time, the
two men could readily carry a prisoner

l through the country upon any pretense
whatever, and he did not doubt but that

:they would safely reach their destination
with Private Fenton.

I The young soldier, however. he well knew
was not one to submit tamely, and they
would find him no easy prisoner to get along
with.

i That they had gotten him into a trap,

‘ through treachery. Bnflalo Bill felt assured,
as they would have found him more than a.

I match for both of them in an open encoun-
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The scout made a good ride of it the first
day, placing forty miles behind them, and
camping early he gave the horses 3. long
rest.

The next day it was a ride of fifty miles,
and still here and there he came upon the
trail he was following, though at times they
lost it for miles at a time.

The third day leCt‘tl sixty miles behind
them, and they had begun to come now into
a country where, occasionally, there was
an adobe ranch. with a few cattle feeding
near it.

The scout spoke Spanish enough to make
himself understood, and claimed to be carry-
ing dispatches to one of the lower forts.

He learned that two soldiers had passed,
at the time be estimated that they should
have been there, also going to the lower
forts.

One of the soldiers had gone crazy, his
comrades explained, and they were sent to
take him to an old mission where he had a
brother who was a priest.

At first Buffalo Bill was startled at this
report of poor Feuton; then he realized that
it was a part of the treacherous plot, for, by
declaring Fenton to be crazy, no atten-
tion would be paid to anything he said to
those whom they met on the trail. ‘

Taking down the time that the three men
had pa3sed that ranch, Buffalo Bill also
learned that one of them wore anon-com-
missioned officer’s stripes on his fatigue uni-
form, and that they had with them a pack-
horse, which accounted for the track of the
fourth horse.

The sergeant had not said that one of the
men was a sergeant, and as both Bostwick
and Corbett were privates, it was certain
that one of them had stolen a uniform of a
sergeant for effect.

That he was on the right track, {and in
coming up with the fugitive kidnappers of
Private Fenton, he would unearth some deep
mystery and cruel treachery, the scout now
began to feel assured.

It was on the fourth day that Buffalo Bill
found that he would reach San Juan Mission
before sunset, and he said as at last the
adobe walls came in sight far in the distance:

“ Scalp Taker, we will play a little game
of bluff, too, so we will be prepared, for
those fellows may be there at the Mission.”

 

CHAPTER LX.
THE MISSION SAN JUAN.

As Buffalo Bill and Scalp Taker nearer!
the Mission they came upon a Mexican cow-
boy, watching a band of cattle.

He was a small, darlbfaced, hard-looking
fellow, and he glanced at the scout as he
came up with the look of one who though
dwelling upon American soil hated those
who were in authority over him.

Riding up to him Buffalo Bill spoke cour-
teously, and asked if he was from the Mis-
sion on ahead.

He replied snllenly in the affirmative, and
then the scout askt d who lived there.

“ Senor Migud Mora.”

" Was it not a Mission now?"

“ No, but it had been years before, but
now it was nearly a ruin, and Senor Mora
was not often there.”

“ Who was there now?"

“ Some visrtors, awaiting the return of the
senor.”

“ How many?"

“ Two American soldiers and a madman.”

“ Did he, the cowboy live there?”

“ He did."

“ Could he, the scout and the Indian be

.accommodated there?”

“ He would have to ask the man in charge
who, with his wife, cared for the place for
Senor Mora."

With this Buffalo Bill rode on, but went
gltfinly so as to reach the Mission after night-
a .

He found it to be alarge rambling, mix‘
ed adobe and stone structure, as strong as a
fortress and quite a formidable abiding-place
for the religious order that had once made it
their home.

But the main building was almost a ruin,
save one end of it where the senor lived
when he was there, and his servants had
their quarters.

 As they rode up to the massive gate in the

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wall that surrounded the structure, Buffalo
Bill saw a man standing there and who had
evidently been watching their approach.

Ile spoke pleasantly to him and asked if
he could remain all night with his Indian
prisoner, explaining that he was a scout
from the lower forts, who had been sent to
the northwest on the trail of an Indian who
had killed an oflicer at the fort and escaped.

“1 am a Government ofliccr, and I will
pay you handsomely for our accommoda-
tions, only I must ask you to give us a bid-
ing-place, and keep our presence here a
secret, as if the Indians got knowledge of
the capture of the man with him they would
rescue him. _

“It shall be worth your while, senor, to
do all you can for me, and not let a soul
know of our presence here.”

“I must let my wife know.”

“How about her keeping the secret?”

“ She‘ll do it, for she is a woman who
never talks.”

“ I should like to see her," dryly said Buf-
falo Bill; but the Mexican did not of course
appreciate the wit of desiring to see a wo-
man who could not talk.

“Is there any one else in the Mission 2"
asked the scout.

“ There are two soldiers here with a com-
rade who is mad. They have to keep him
in irons, and watch him very closely."

“When do they leave?”

“They are awaiting the coming of Senor
Mora, and have been here for some time, so
will remain until his return.”

“They know the senor, then?”

“Oh, yes; they are friends of his, and the
madman is related to him, I hear.”

“All right. Do not even let them know
that I am here With this Indian. Here is a
reminder that your wife shall have the match
to this when I leave.”

Buffalo Bill took from his pocketafcn-
dollar gold—piece and handed it to the Mexi-
can, who Was delighted with the generosity
of the fine-appearing stranger, and happy at
the thought that his wife would receive an
equal sum from him.

Quickly he led the way into one of the
wings Of the mansion, and said:

“ It is near the rooms of the Soldiers, senor,
but make no noise and they will not know
you are here.

“ 1 will look to yourliorscs, and then bring
you a light.”

“I’ll first make the Indian secure, and I
have some fresh meat your wife can cook for
supper for us, and for your other guests too,
and also some of the finest coffee you ever
drank.

“ Suppose I slip into the kitchen and give
your wife her gold-piece, so as to keep her in
a good humor.”

The Mexican believed that a bird in the
hand was worth a whole covey on the prairie,
so, wanting to secure the money, he led Buf-
falo Bill at once to the kitclien,where was his
wife just getting ready to prepare supper for
her guests.

But for the gold—piece, she would have
been in ill-humor at the addition of two
others, but the money caused her to smile
sweetly and warmly welcome the handsome
scont, who quickly explained the situation
and the necessity for secrecy.

He told her that the Indian was chained to
a bolt in the room he had left, and he was
anxious to aid her in getting snppcl‘.

So he got his fresh venison and birds,
killed that afternoon, and a string of fresh
fish caught at the noonday camp.

He also got out his coffee, and was so polite
and useful that the woman was charmed with
him and allowed him to aid ‘her, while her
husband was out looking after the horses.

As soon as Slipper was ready, the woman
took it in to her soldier guests, while Buffalo
Bill carried his and Scalp Taker's into the
room Where the Indian was awaiting him, his
hands manacled together.

“We will drink no coffee, Scalp Taker,
for I have doctorcd it; but all else goes and
is good,” said the scout as he set their supper
down upon a table.

CHAPTER LXI.
BUFFALO B'ILL'S GAME OF BLUFF.

SCALP TAKER looked wistfully at the
coffee, but Buflalo Bill said:
“Look not on the cofleo when it is

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doctored, Pard Pawnee. If you were to
drink a cup of that coffee you would go to
sleep and Gabriel's born could not arouse
you—no, not the war—whoops of the whole
Sioux tribe, until the effects of the drug I
put in it would wear off.

“Now, Doctor Powell put his medicine
case in my saddle-pocket by mistake, but it
wasagodScnd to me when I found it and
thought of putting it to use to-night.

“I am no doctor, but I prescribed enough
morphine to put those soldiers to sleep to-
night, and the man and his wife, too; but, 1
went more lightly upon the pot that the
woman took in for those we are after, as
they will have to travel to-night.

“ I only wish I could have seen my pard
Fenton to give him warning, but I could
not, so he takes a nap with the others.

“That villainous-looking Dago we met
out on the plain came in as I left the kitchen,
so he goes to sleep also, and he will slumber
as soundly as the man and his wife if he
loves coffee.

“We will have to keep awake, Scal
Taker, and attend to business, but I 19 t
my keys in my saddle-pocket, so I can act
unlock your irons until we go out to the
horses; but, you don’t mind playing bad
Injun murderer fora short while longer, and
you will see those same manacles upon one.
of those we are on the track of.”

Whether Scalp Taker understood all th‘t
the scout had said to him or not, hell
fully aware of the situation and had enter,
into Buffalo Bill‘s game of bluff and hr
with a will. ‘

The scout had decided to also play a game-
that would account for his presence there'
and having the Indian with him. and so he
had pmposed the plan to Scalp Taker to.
pretend that he was his prisoner.

Scalp Taker had readin agreed, and so far
all had gone well. ,

Returning to the kitchen in a little while
Buffalo Bill found the Mexican, his wife and
the cowboy eating their supper, and they had
just begun on the coffee which the woman
said was the finest she had over soon. !

“Yes, it‘s the best old Government Java,
and instead of keeping one awake is most
soothing to the nerves.

“ How are your guests?"

“All right. They have "finished their
supper, and were most glad to get the coffee
for she had none.”

“Then they are all right,” was Buffalo.
Bill‘s significant remark, and he said he
wanted something more for the Indian, who
had a great appetite, but would cook it hiin~
self and not disturb her.

So be put some more venison upon the fire,
and then went back to the Indian, whom he
led out of the room where he had been and
pointed into the kitchen through the open
door, while he said:

“ See there, Scalp Taker.”

“Yes, heap sleepy," said the Pawnee,
using the few words of English that he
know.

“ Yes, and getting more so."

The cowboy's light brain had been the
first to feel the effects of the drug. He had
gone to sleep with his head on the table.

The woman was trying to fight off her
drowsiness, while her husband had risen, and.
was supporting himself upon his chair but
seemed to bebcwildcred, and frightened, as
well.

“A few moments more, Scalp Taker, and
they will be in proper condition.

“I gave them more than I did the soldiers,
so they will have a long sleep. Ahl there
goes the woman‘s head into her plate, and
the man is making for the svttee to be down.
There he goes! Now all is well, and I’ll
take a look at their guests and our game,
Scalp Taker!”

So saying Buffalo Bill entered the kitchen,
followed by Scalp Taker.

He saw that the three there were fully
under the influence of the potent ponders
from Doctor Powell's wonderful medicine,
and having noted the way the woman went
with the supper for the guests, he drewa
revolver and went on into the wing where
they were quartered.

He was not so sure that the two soldiers-
might be wholly under the influence of the
morphine, and knowing that he would be-
rficognized he wished to be prepared for-
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Opening the door gently he saw Bostwick
asleep at his place at the table.
Lying on the settee was Corbett, while
over in the corner, chained to a massive
iece of furniture—the manacles still upon
; is ankles, though his hands had been set
 , free for him to eat his supper—was Frank
Fenton.
He, too. was unconscious, havingr sunk in
> his tracks where he stood eating his supper
3‘ 1,, ‘ . from off the heavy sideboard.
 "Scalp Taker, my game of blufl? and
brace wins, and we rule the ranch!” cried
Buffalo Bill with pardonablc triumph, while
Scalp Taker gave a war-whoop that echoed
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CHAPTER LXIl.
ON THE BACK TRAIL.

BUFFALO BILL could not censure Scalp
' 'l‘aker for his yell of triumph, as he felt like
‘ doing the same himself.
; I, He noticed that only Frank Fenton seemed
“to have heard the sound, for he moved, then
.raised his head and let it fall back again,
lee ily
. -“ e must get them at once out in the air,
Seal Taker.
7 “ ~ on shoulder the head imp,” and he
took up the form of Bostwick and placed it
n the back of ,thc Pawnee, who cheer-
‘fully bent to receive the burden.
, . Then, throwing Frank Fcnton’s heavy
form across is own shoulder. as though he
5 had been a hild, he stooped down and lifted
 the limber body of Corbett from the floor,
holding it under his arm.
«. “'Lead on, Scalp Taker, for we have bag-
”ged our game.” Ordered Buffalo Bill, and the
still manacled Indian leading, they passed
on out of the room, and through an arched
corridor into the open air.
Placing the unconscious men upon the
ground, Buffalo Bill hastened to the stables,
secured his keys and soon freed the noble
Pau‘nee. v
Then he felt in the pockets of the men un-
il be found the keys of the/irons on Frank
Fenton's'ankles, and set him free.
That done he got some ammonia out of
he army surgeon‘s medicine-case, which a
, istake had so opportuner given him, and
ntting it in some water, told Scalp Taker to
the the face of the young soldier, and con-
‘Itantly try to arouse him.
:While the intelligent Indian was engaged
n this duty, Buffalo Bill saddled upnll the
horses. his own and the kidnappers’ pack-
animal as well. to be ready for a start as soon
as Fenton would be awakened so as to ride.
In. the kitchen three Dagoes slumbered
undiy, but a call at the gate in the wall
suddenly startled Buffalo Bill and his Paw-
im'ee comrade.
HMt once put the Indian on his guard,
d. oing to the gate called out:
he is is.” ,
The Senor Moral Who are you?"
"Pardou, senor, but your man is busy,
,I came ' to open the gate for you—I am
with the prisoner from the fort. " ,
._' Goodl but, where is Bostwick?”
In the Mission, senor."
.Brut, you have the young soldier all
i! h 4 1 1
es, senor." ‘ , 4
Then we are in/ luck, for when we get
girl our fortune is made.” "
, And you are my prisoner. senor."
he man gave a yell, but the muzzle of
lo Bill's revolver covered him, and he
uickly dragged from his horse and
led; with the irons taken off of the In-

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48113, but your own words condemned
an accomplice in the conspiracy.
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oner’s saddle and bridle; then forcing him to
mount, the scout bound his prisoner securely
to the saddle-horn and left him thus for
future consideration, for he still had much
to do to carry out his purpose of rescue.

Upon investigation. to his fgreat joy the
scout found Private Frank Fenton reviving,
for he had not taken near as much of the
drugged coffee as had the others.

“ Buffalo Bill!" he murmured in a dazed
sort of way, recognizing the scout. ‘

“ Yes. Fenton, I am Buffalo Bill and here
to rescue you from the clutches of these
miscreants. So, arouse yourself from your
stupor.

“ l drugged the coffee you drank but your
captors are now far more under its influence
than you are, and so are the people of the
Mission as well. Now listen to me, for you
must rouse yourself. ‘

“ Do you hear what I tell you? Answer!”
1 “ Yes, I hear,” was responded, still dazed-
y.
“ You must exert your influence to shake
off the drug for our safety all depends upon
your regaining your senses quickly.”

“I am tryin
soldier. “I’ll o as you say

“Now listen to me and mark well every
word 1 say. I have just captured Senor
More, and he goes with us, too, to the fort.

“I have with me. Scalp Taker, the Paw-
nee chief, and we must all be far from here
when the day breaks.

“ Do you understand all I am saying to

on ‘2"
y “Yes, andI am trying hard to rally, but
my brain is so confused“ I will move about
and rouse myself.”

Buffalo Bill seized him b the arm and
walked him rapidly up and own for a few
minutes.

Under this heroic treatment aftera short
while Frank Feuton rallied greatly from his
stupor, and was able to aid the scout in
working upon the two soldier kidnappers,
but it was very hard to arouse them as they

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’ had drunk most freely of the coffee.

At last, however, the scout decided to tie
them in their saddles as they were and the
movement of the horses on the march would
help to arouse them. This was accordingly
done, the scout handling them with no gentle
hand.

When all was ready the pack-horse was
given to Scalp Taker to lead and the party
left the old Mission San Juan, closing the

gate behind them, and leading the three,

Dagos still slumbering soundly, so soundly
that Buffalo ‘Bill remarked:

“ I hope I have not killed them."

“ No danger of hurting a Dago with any-
thing to drink, Chief Cody,’freplied Frank
Fenlon who was now quite ‘himself again
while the two kidnappers were coming more
and more out of their stu or as the party
progressed on the trail, Bu alo Bill keeping
the horses going at a lively pace to put‘as
much distance between himself and old
Mission by daylight as it was possible to do.

 

CHAPTER LXIII.
A DEAD MAN'S sscnn'r.

Wr'rrr Surgeon Powell and Buttons it ain
safe in the fort, it was hoped that Bu alo
Bill would kee up his record for luck and
return before ong, bringing Frank Fenton
with him. ' . v

Yet it was,weli understood by allv at the
fort that he had gone 11 on the trail of two

desperate men and won d have much to con-

téztnd against in his rescue of the young sol-
er. 4 ‘
Pearl was becoming more and more accus-
tomed to her surroundings at the fort, and
daily winning the hearts of all she came in
contact with, while Colonel and Mrs. Mark-
ham congratulated themselyes over and over
again having found such a loving daughter
in the captive girl. ' , ‘
One day Pearl took outhan old morocco
wallet that had belonged to her” father, and
in lookin g it over had found a closely written
story of his life but which he had never

shown to her. a ' ,
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The colonel looked over the papers and
then read aloud the story of the dead man.

He told of his youth, his marriage, his hav-
ing received an inheritance and how happily
he was living, when an erring brother came
to him for help, and from that timea shadow
fell upon his life.

For that brother he had done all that was
in his power, until at last he had given
nearly all that he possessed in the world to
pay his debts.

Then a forgery was committed, and the
crime was traced to him when he knew that
his brother was the forger, but that brother
did not come to his relief, so he was tried for
the crime, but at last set free. '

His eldest son was a cadet at West Point,
and when the disgrace had fallen upon his
father, he had resigned, though he stood at
the head of his classes, and had gone, no one
knew where.

Going to the West, Dr. Fairfax had be-
gun life anew, practicing in a frontier settle-
ment and was doing well, when, one day in
ridliéig through a canyon he had discovered
go .

Search soon found that he had indeed
“ struck it rich,” and oing home he told his
wife of his fortunate iscovery. ,,

That very night the Sioux swept down
upon the settlement. His wife and three of
his children were slain; his home was burned,
and he and his daughter Pearl were carried
off into captivity.

The whole story of the life of the unfortu-
nate man was told, and Colonel Markham
read it with deepest ieterest. ‘

But more; he made the discovery that his
guilty brother, some years the doctor’s
junior, was named Bostwick Fairfax, and
that he had as a companion a man by the
name of Michael Moran who had been instru
mental in fastening the crime of forgery upon
the one who was not guilty. '

This man had once loved the lady whom
the doctor had married, and so it was re-
venge that prompted his act in trying to de-
stroy him.

What the colonel also discovered was that
the doctor's son, the West Point cadet, bore
the name of Frank Fenton Fairfax!

_At once the post commandant gave an ex-
clamation of surprise and said:

“Pearl, I do believe that the young sol-
dier, Frank Fenton, is your own brother.

“ He was a splendidly-drilled soldier when
here, and among his effects which I have
looked over since his departure I have found
proof enough to convince me that his name
is Fairfax.” '

"‘ But for these papers, this secret of a dead
man, I. never would have suspected it. but
new I am firmly convinced that Frank Fen-
ton Fairfax is your own brother.”

“And now he is away, his fate unknown,
and I have another sorrow to bear,” said
Pearl sadly.

“ Yes, he is away, but upon his trail is the
man of all others who will rescue him; and,
mark my words, Buffalo Bill will bring him
back safe and sound. He'll never fail upon
such a trail!”

“Heaven grant it!” said Mrs. Markham,
and she continued: ‘ ‘

“Now I think of it, Mabrey, there is’ a
striking resemblance between young Fenton
and Pearl.”

“ Indeed there is a strong likeness between
them, wife! Let me tell you, Pearl, that,
among/the papers left by your" father, is a
map of his mine, and directions how to find
it; and here is his will, leaving to yourself
and «your brother; Frank Fenton, all that he
may possess. , , .

“He adds that he fears the secret of his,
‘ gpld flnd ’ is known to one Michael Moran,
w e was dogging his steps, and he is ’sure:
that he saw the face of Moran at the wing
dow when he finished telling your mother of

his lucky discovery.” , ,
Just then. 'cheerin was heard without
and an orderly enters .
“Well, orderly, what is it?" asked the col
one . ' '

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and Corbett," and as he made the announce-
ment. the tall forms of Buffalo Bill and
Frunk Fenton appeared.

The welcome they received was a surprise
to them, though they were not long in learn-
ing the reason.

CHAPTER LXIV.
CONCLUSION.

WHEN young Frank Fenton lheard the
story which Colonel Markham had to tell
him —that Pearl, the fair sharp-shooter of
the fort, was his own sister, he was over-
wheimcd with delight, and admitted that he
was indeed Frank Fenton Fairfax, and Was
as happy as was his sister at the reunion be-
tween them.

The colonel at once wrote to the War De-
partment telling the whole story, and sug-
gesting that his former requests that Pri-
vate Fenton be given a lieutennncy be com-
plied with.

Then he sent the three prisoners East for
trial, for it was shown that Mom was none
other than Michael Moran—that he had
heard the doctor’s story of his mine. and
had plotted to get possession, with the bro-
ther, Bostwick Fairfax, of Frank and Pearl,
and thus secure all claim to the estate of
Doctor Fairfax, for property East, once con-
sidered almost valueless, had proven to be
of very great worth.

Even if they had to take the lives of the
true heirs, Bostwick and Moran intended to
get the fortune they plotted for, and for
which purpose two of them, Corbett being
their accomplice, had enlisted in the army
to carry out.

But their plot failed, through Buffalo Bill,
and they were sent to prison for their

v crimes.

Frank Fairfax did get his commission,
and to-day is an honored officer of the army,
while he also secured the fortune of his
father for himself and his sister—she now
being Mrs. Melton, for she fell in love with
the gallant major as he had with her.

As to Surgeon Powell and Buffalo Bill
they are to day heroes of real life, and all the
world knows where to find them.

THE END.

 

NEXT DIME LIBRARY, NUMBER .827.

Detective Walden's Web;

’

MAX MARLING,
Head-Center of the Silver Gang.

BY JACKSON KNOX.

The “ Mar'ing Mystery," as it is known in the De-
tective Bureau history, has here its full story, and a
strange one it is—in which a. girl of fine character is
the central figure both as victim of a deep-laid plot
and the heroine of a. series of acts, whose narrative
is decidedly attractive and stirring reading. She is

The Beautiful Type-Writer,

whose evil genius is a man of three characters and
of such consummate skill in his duplicity as to bathe
the whole detective force and scorn all plots and
schemes for his detection. It remained for the cele-
brated Walden to weave the web that finally en-
trapped the human spider.

The story is overflowing with the interest of the
race for the rogue. but greater even than that is the
interest which centers’ in the type-writer's love ep'r
nodes and the unique devotion which that love in
spires. Allin all it is one of

 

J acknon Knox’n Fine-1,
and will delight every reader. young and old.

Beadle's Half-Dime library.

BY BUFFALG BILL (lion. Wm. F. Cody).

3 KB!!!” King; or, The Red Right Hand.
19 The Phantom 3 yr or,The Pilot of the Prairie.
55 Iregdly-Eye. the Bnknown Smut; or, The BInded Brotherhood
08 [larder Rom“ “on.” or, The Prairie Rover.
I58 I nley Frank of Color-do: on Thu Trupper'l TruIt.

 

 

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BY J0 PIERCE.

878 The Street Arnb’n Blind.

397 Mob 0’ tins Bowery l or. The Prince 0! Mulberry Strut.
‘15 The Vagabond Detective; or, Bowory Bob’s Boom.
459 Hot. ur Bob. the Street-Boy Dctactlvn.

460 The Lawyer's Shadow; nr Luke’s um.

‘79 Jnunty Joe, the Young Honevxlng.

494 Surly Sim, the Young ForrymIn Delecil'l.

504 Five I’olntn Phil. the l’nvelneni Prince.

509 Jack Joggers, the Butcher Bny Detective.

516 Turtnr ’l hm or. Five l‘ointI Phil’s Menngll‘il.

526 North River Nat. the Pier Detective.

538 “'rentllng Rex, the Pridvol'the Sixth Ward.

541 Joil' Flicker. the Stnble Buy Datartivg,

551 Nick Nettle, the Ho ' Shndon; or, The Old Well Mystery.
559 Ilnrlom Jar-k. the Nice Boy Detective.

569 Brooklyn Den. the OnAililflwn-Hoak Detective.

577 Pavement Pete the Secret Sliter.

5H8 erk-o’dmntern, Ill.- Under-Sea Pro-nectar.

“03 \Vldc-Awnkc Bert. the Strrrt-Stwrar.

014 “'hlntllng Juvoh, thi- thvrtivr'n Aid.

623 Duck Bumblebee, the lilrh-m Hummer.

(I89 Sunrise, Sun] the Expreanruin Ferret.

849 Gnmln Bob. the Bprry Hnliger; or, Scooplug I Slippery Sol.
858 sky-Rocket Rob. the LliarSnver.

6H8 Snltncier Roi. the New York Naviutnr.

694 Spicy Jim, the Only One of PHI Kind.

706 Tom Thistle. the Road-Hun“ Detectin-

717 Mosquito Junk, the iluatierflnnlin.

726 Dennis Duil' the Brown S ort’l Kid.

744 Dick of the Dot-kn, the wilt-“ulch.

765 Flipper Fl 1|",th Street PItroi.

7?! Foxy Fred I Ddd l’urdt "r. The Kooncr’I Hugo HultlI.
7M Cant-(Hf (lulc, [he Scapegoat Deiertive.

R24 Bowery Billy. the Bum-o Bouncer,

i837 The Big Four of the Bowery.

R46 Duck. the New York Sharper.

850 Tile Grand Street Arab.

855 The “7th Broadway Gnmin.

Hill) The Dout-(llnll Maul-0t; nr, Dnn Decker’l Double Deni
864 The Union flour-re Baggage Boy.

ll" CAPTAIN FIXED. WIIITTAKER.'

15 The Sen-Cat; or, The Witch of Dorian.
29 The Dumb PI eijorfll‘h- ane’n Dlughtor.
48 Dick Darling. t o (my Express Rider.
1 no Lance and Ln-Iol or, Tho Children of the Choco.
154 The iiWurd lluntern; or. Tho Llnd oltho Eis huntllldon.
159 The Lost Ca tninl or, Shippnr Jabs: Colin's ruin.
.00 The iloy De oulnu or. The Brothan oi the Plumod Luce
l4 “'oll'gnng, the Rubber 0! the Rhino.
I49 Milo Ilomer the Animnl King; or, Round tho World.
I65 The Ti er Tamar: or. Tho Loun ol'tho Jungle.
.8] Blnek fink. the Demon Rider.
395 California Joe’s War Troll.

BY GEORGE C. JENKID.

‘86 Git Thar Owney flu Unknown-

49. Git. Thar ()wney'n Pledze.

518 The Demon Doctor; or, Dumlholnidhe Kid Detective.
581 I)uuble.0urve I’m“. 1hr Pitch" Detective.

“in! Flute. the Sillng Dotrciive; or. Ownny in I New Role.

608 The Pitcher Detective’n Fol]; ur, Dnn'u Double PlIy.
616 The Drum Detective! or. The LIItCrniIe nfthc BlIck Bur.
681 The Pitcher Delective'n Tou hoot Tunic.

78“ Larry the Thoroughbred; or, union on Every Side.
779 Iron "and. the ChIrmrd Drum-clu-

854 Uncle Sam’s Detective in Chicago.

BY EDWARD S. ELLIS.”

0 Blll Diddon, Trl or.
8 Seth Jone-r or, a Cnptlvu oi the Frontier.
10 Not Todd 3 or, Tho Fl“ ol' the Sioux Cup“...
.1 The Frontier Angel.
93 The Boy Mineral: or, The Enchnntnd inland.
189 The Hunted Iluntert 0"- Th° 3mm“ Hommlll-
854 The Half-Blood | or, The Punthor of tho Plnlnl.
IT! The Huge "unto" or. Tho Slum Pnlri. Mu.

BY WILLIAM R. EYSTER.

190 Dandy Durke; or. The Tiger: at High Pine.

210 Far» Frnnk: nr. Dandy hnrkh'n Go-Dowu PIrdI.

£13 The, Hustler Rog (‘uivheh

883 Poker I’rte'n Don Dmin

851 The ’I‘le-To flport; or, High llu-tling. at Sinnen’Flnt.

BY DLL CDDMES.

I46 Kit Dandy. Detwtivr; or, Silver Star, the Boy Knight-

168 ion Dandy III Texas! 0n “'9 Y0“!!! “mun!”-

EOR kit Dnmly'u (‘ntcilt (‘I‘yThe ilov Hercules.

422 Kit Bundy'n Right Dower; or. Bully Snthe BoyGiInt
444 K" "nudy’a snoop; ur, Little llurknkln. "It! Centaur.
4?}! hit "I y‘n Slit-k Sch : or.0hl Tom Rultier.

66] Kits Bundy’n Deliverance. "r. Banner liun.

«no kn, 3mm,»- pm-a; 0r,Dn|lniiell Dnn. the FreslnnCE.
791 Kit Bandy llattled UnThelnlI-nminut.

195 Kit llame In Red lulu: or. The Young Whirlwind.
799 Kit Ilundy‘u DIR lhln : Unsmidle King Sam.

504 Kit Dund.’n llrlgudo; 0". mm. the Mountain Guide.
158 Jack Draw. the Nemesis. 0;, Enqu Kit the Boy Damon.
lug Jugk Drew”. "mm or, Llltia Hurricane. the Boy CIptIln.
202 lek Drew In Deadwood; or, Prospect Pole.

27 Keen Knife on Guard; or, Anane Abe, the Boy Guide.
81 Keen-Knife. the Prince oi the l'nurm.

h Vagabond Joe, the Young WIndoring low.

18 The Dun-h Spy.

4| Luv-no Jul-k. thr- Younz Mustang".

58 The Border Killlll onThe SecretFoc.

Tl Deluwure Dick. the Ynqu Ranger Spy,

74 Hawk-eve llarr the Young Tram-er Rang".

83 Rollo the Do I anger?! or, The Helreu.
I34 finre Ehot Set, , th- 0 iflanmn.
3 E cor-Face soul. the SI on! Hunt"
hi old Solitary, the Hermit Trapper.
8 ' ‘igcr Tom. the Ten- Torn-r.
294 "Dollhln Dick; or Trapper Tom’. (lung.
DDS .Ittle \ lldlre. t a Yuung Prnlria Nnmnd.
.38 The Purl-on De tar-the: or The Little Ranger.
243 The D1gulled Culdel or. ii IM Rmnnh- Rum-
260 "n ‘vaI Dnn, the Younr Prnirie Ranger.

 
 

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I73 .Vlinklnln Mike, the Boy Shurpnhmtor.

290 .ittle Foxfire, tho 80 SM: or. Old Caleb Arbucllo.
800 l" e Sk Damon; or, ninboit, tho Ringer.
BS4 Whlp- In. Joe, the Bov Ranchero.

409 Ilerenlan ur, Dick, the Boy Ranger.

4|? Wobfoot one, the Turn Damn".

457 Wingedfoot Fred: M. H Pall? SIIIl-
463 Tnmnrue Tom, the Big Tapper Boy.

439 Stonewall Bob. the Boy Troinfl.

568 lllunderlng Basil, the "Inuit Boy Tnppor.
“53 Don Barr. tho Plnln- Fuel-nu.

670 Norway Neil, the Big Boy Mountaineer.
778 Ill Inland IIlrry. the Wlwd Rlflomnn.
898 P0 or Jack. the Detective Sport.

BY BUOKSKIN BAH (Mllor S... I. null.)

084 om Rocky I “no can or. Bonito In. Horn-Brant".
'46 Ginnt George; or. in Anz‘l of tho lion...
375 Arllonu Jack ; or. GIInt George’s Purd.
I97 Tho TIrnntuln of Tun-i or, GinntGoom'l Roman.
‘07 The strange Port]: or, ittis Bon’n Dun. Hunt.
818 Ker-whoog. Ker-whoa or, The annntulI nl'l'lol.
827 Creeping at. the 0nd or or. The Rod nndWhitoPIrdl.
382 Frlo Fred: or, The Tnnknwny‘l Trust.
8 14 The Fighting Trio; or, Rnttloinnlra, the Tonhwly.
849 Wild “'0”: or. Big-Foot Wallace to the Front.
357 The Rant-h Raider-l or. The Siege of Fort Pug-tor}.
dd} finnp-fihot, the Buy knngcr.
87s» Chlotn. the Creek: or, The Three Thunderboltl.
Bill Rnndern "ill: or Fric Frank to the Front.
892 Romeo Ind the lied-I: or, The Bela-mend Ranch.
404 Little Luv-Int: nr. Ppcnn Petc’l Big Rumplge.
fl; Triie [iii-“Y ftInmli ,enver‘ Old R k R.

’ ' e rec ‘rn an: or, at on tho In I.
449 Bluil' Bill: or, The Lynx oitha Laonny. m
455 thlla Lona Rial-l or. The Belle of the Clbolo.
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BY J. W. (DSBDN.

409 The Rival Clout:- oi‘Nothr’.

498 Cur-tun Burr. tin MIu 1mm liIrd Luck.

[587 Did llueke 'e. the sierra Simduw.

564 Powder P ll, the llo_\' Miner, or. The Man \l'ithoutnl‘ut.
609 lloil Dorrit. the Ken-run Detective.

820 Littl’c Li htnln ’n Lang-rel or, The lily-wry unn- lllnnd
688 Plul-ky FIIII. v. e iiuv i'rnnpulur.

751 Gold-Dual Dun.the1‘rnil Pnlrni.

755 Gold Dun! Dun‘n Ilutlu or, lit-china Roy, the Regulntor

BY CAPT. ALFRED B. TAYLOR U. S. A.

191 Bufl'nlo Billy. the Boy Bullthkor.
194 Duluth Bill I Be“ or. The Unmblor Guido.

BY Joi‘I-Il'll E. BADGER. JR.
5 Yellowstone J ark: or, The Trapper.
48 Dim-k John the Nomi—Agent; or, n! Outinw’l Beirut. ,
65 IIIIrrlcnnc Kill; 0!. lilu-tnnu Snm and Hi: PIrd.
llil Multnng Sum ; or,The King oi the PlIlnn.
186 NIgIrt-lluwk Kit: nr, 'i'he Dnulrhlor oi‘ the Ranch.
144 Duinty Lam-o the Boy Sport.
16l l’unthor Poul: ur,l)nimy Lnnre to the Rescue.
160 The lllm‘k (Hunt: or, Dainty Lane. in JeapIrdy.
lilH Dcudly llnnll; or, Flghling l-‘iru Willi Fire.
18-1 The no, '1 mun"; hr, Dainty Lunro on the Wu-P-th.)
203 The llo l’nrdn; or. Duinty lancc Unmulu.
$11 (‘Fflokel Cale, the rum..." crumnul City.
810 The llnrrnnon Wolf: M. “It! Hi‘fllll‘iui DOW!-
illil ’l‘lle Dim-k Ruler; or, The llnruv'l‘hievel' Lenguo.
335 Did Double Flnl or,'l'hc Strunnilnlde
35:. Th.- Kin-1v .n u..- You'll-1 nv lwnul Doono’l Lut'l'nitl
dill Kit Fox. the Border Hov Dela“.in
625 (‘hlnvupln Dan, the Day Trailer.
677 (‘h 0le n ‘ ll.
(Dill (illincnpln Dnn‘n Home fltrcteh.
“9H "III (‘ruzyu Ilw Mun Without n Hand.
70" Light-Henri. l Ilit“fl Legm' .
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T39 fill“- it n.- .. the Ill-ltilr: or,’l‘he Border Brngic’l Tn“.
748 Elly-db -. v tho Friendly; or, The Borer Brnglo’l MFA!!!

 

 

 

 

 

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or rgunounlher Jae. or, our Rnttlunnh. tho Chum-rm
175 Unplnln Arizona: or, Plldni-Lanlhnr Joe'l Big 0am. . ,
lilli Capt-In Mask; or, PItcnt-Lonthor Juv- Defeat.
Dill Denpnrd. the Duelist: or. Tho Mountnln vapirn.
838 A Tall h Boy; or, Tho Dw-rl'l Baum".
865 Little ornndor or, The Outcast- oi the Glen.
378 Little Jingo; or. the Queer PIrd.
588 Little Oh-my or, Cnupht in His Own TrIp.
401 Little ilhoo- ly g or, A Run for I Ranch.
408 Little Leather-l net-hen : 01, Old Jumba’nCnno.
“I Little All flint or. The Cur-I of Blood,
451 Colorado Rate. A Thin oltlw Min...
‘80 Throo Jolly Pnrdn; or. The Pain oi Paddy's Fist.
517 Jim Gladden'n Deput ; or,ThI Jolly Pnnl’n Cum In.
597 The Jolly Purdl to t :- Ilnu-ue; or, The JIck 0 Hour“.
547 Randy Andy; or, A Good Mun Down.
556 Lnrlnt LII; nr, The Cu! (or - Lilo.
574 Dld Weasel-top. the Man with tin-Don.
598 Keen Clem. the Ranch imp,
5 9 Jim Dandy the n-Nune sport.
(“8 Illlly “inn-n; nr,The Skolrtou'n Lognry.
«sr. ibkllrhomn Ill thr- Bl'Ie-Cunt Sicnul.
648 Happy llnrry‘n Bi Flnd; onTho Bl-nutliui Jezebel
664 Cheeky Charley he Special.

BY COL. A. F. "0LT.

l? Widenwnko. the TrnIn-hoy Dolrrllvn.
ll Ilendllght llurry’n Flyor: or. Duke Derby.
"3 Headlight. Ilnrry'n "nun-d.
ill llendllgllt llurry'n llnul; or, Tiil' Rnilrond Pnrdl.
$7 Ileadllght Harry'- leon: or. Mod Madge.
59 Headlight llnrry’n Heritage.
ht llarry'n Ilunfi or, Tim (‘nchc of Gold.
IMO "luck knklnx or. The Inkod Man or Donia Cum.
419 Kenneth, the Knife~KinK: or, The Doomed Six.
“5 Little Lilhtfoot. lha Pilot "f 0‘» Wanda.
5.8 The Dandy Eporu or,'i'ho King Pin Con-plrntor.

MISCELLAN E003 AUTIIDRB.

4 The Wild-"one Iiuntern. By CIpt. Mayne Bola Ind
Frederick WhittIllor.

9 Adventure- of Baron Munehnunon.

i. Gnl iver'n Trnveln. By Donn rum.

I4 Aiad dlni or, The Wonderiui Lump.

16 ll noon Crnnoe. (91 llluntntlom.)

18 Sindbnd the Sailor. iiil Seven Va nu.

20 The Son Serpent: or. Tin Boy Rob nlol Cram. By Jon

Lewis.
83 The Ocean Bloodhound; or. flu Rad Plths of tho
CIrribunI. B S. W. Pierce.
86 The Roy Cvlownr or. The Arnnn Que-n. By I lJ'lnn.
815 Ned \Vylde. tho Boy Scout. By Tun Juk.
51 The Dov "Men: or. Th- Underground Cnmp. By A, 0,1,...“
95 The Rl'vnl Raven; or. Thu Fruboom- of the Min-1m”:
Bv Limb-Col. Hucltino.
98 Robin llood. the UutlIwod [Ir]: or.Tho Murry Mon ol am-
wood. B Prof. Gildanluu.
105 0"] Rn e, tho Hunter; or, The Crow Cnotlvo. By Capt-h
HImilInn Holman.
119 The Mall Hunter; or, 'haCnvn ornmh. By Barium.
‘84 Tim-y. the Texan: or. The Young Chlmplon. p, aw
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198 Tligmlehnnz l’rlvnteor: or. Tho Pluto'- Stronghold. 3y
Hurry CIvond I .

148 flhnrp Sun" nr, Tho Adnuturu at I Nondiqu Boy. By J.
Alexander Patton.

“T Dually DIrreil. TrI plr: or.Th- Gmn Rum oltiio'ol-
lowuono.FB_v Edward,“  Y i B a L‘

Q I [r .u o Iw rr 0y. .

I30 Rilfib‘lmv. 2::n0u do; wr.DIvy crumm- 5....“ 1!:
By lnui n C. D. Wm.

on Reg dyad-gently“ Tum «mn- we... on
B I to n nmI .

817 Pint-30k Pete. tho Livon ha a... 1"”). ’, ll.
tenant Ali‘rod ’l'horno.

8.8 Thal‘kyml‘lftemvei 0': ll 30!“ "(ht {or “(and Honor.
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no ea‘ri'hun. the Rlver Rover: ".11" W I»
"m" B’ NT: ’“"‘.i"'éo.m... n ma A r mm.

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:7: g:i4i!lni=::'l':nl or. Ban'u Donhl- Much. ’B’yd Elana.
87“ Cnilfornin Joe'l Fir-t Troll. By Cowl Thom-i

Hover Mon-wry.
418 Billy Dumb-hell. tho CIIH Climber. By I'. I. Wlnthrop.
T5 The ill-oh Fhi . By John! Worn".
Cnmnnohe Mo Ind Ills Three [Ivholbloh Dr
Henry J. «mu.
58. The Cowbo Duke. By Edwin Brook. Porn“.
55. Ariel the At into. Hy DIvld Druid.
5“ Will Wilton. tic Bov hmt. Bv ll. lntoI.
Ml. Tim Dead “Menthol: Double. By Gould Carlton.
7'1 Maverick More on Ariwnu Ducal"; or,'l'ho Win-rd of
one. rm. By Will Llunboo.
809 Don Dnnton. the Gent from Donver. By Kin. Kano, oilhc
an 2’ s'iihircml'n c i s c r N
no I . i :- rlloo «- cot vo. y . . pp.
880 The Grim Lodger- ln Rog Alley; or, ltiun II).
of Numhur Seven. By Ben D. Haliidnv.
881 The Phil-ago Drummer-'1: Dog]. By J. G. Bethune.
341 Evil-igl- Charlie, the Cnt’n-l’nw Sport. By ill-mu
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848 Dnn. the River Sport: or, Failing the Frisco Sharp. 31
nvnid Payne. -
3i" “lily Brine. tho Swamp PM. By Gina F. Weliol.
879 Blue-light Bill, the Sapphire Fpnrt; or, The Denver Dulce»
tive's Lone Hflliii. By King Keene.

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BY 00].. PBEN'I‘ISS INGBAHAM.

£05 The List of the Pirates; or. Doiim Driven.

1561 The Wavr WolVes’ Detective; or. Trapping the
Gra 8 Connie.

791 The Co let-Raider’s Death-Chase.

718 Alizoiia Chin-1e, me Cm -k-siiot Detective.

704 Iiivisi do Ivan the Wizard Detective.

1635 The Redskin S - i R iv -r

679 R -vello, the Pirate Cruiser; or. The Rival Rovers

1672 The R »-i Rapier; or, The Sea Rover‘s Bride.

662 The Jew l)~tective; or, The Beautiful Convict.

«658 The (Lith y Chin; or, The ligress of Texas.

653 Lass i King‘s L pique; or. Buck Taylor in Texas.

'610 T .e Rov i"s Ret ihution.

«6:15 The Ex Buccaiierr. or, The Stigma of Sin.

6:10 The Sea Thief

625 Red Wings; or, The Goli Seekers of the Bahamas.

615 The Tliioe uccaiieers.

«610 I he Red Flag Rover; or, White Wings of the Deep.

605 The Shadow Silver Ship.

“6410 ’l he Silver Ship: or, The Sea Scents of ’76.

59:5 The Sea Rebel:

5‘7 Conrad. t.ie Sailor Spy; or. True Heavts of ‘76.

.561 The OllbllLWi-d Skipper; or. The Gantlet Runner.

.560 The )1an from \iexico.

.553 Mark Monte. the Mutineer; or. The Branded Brig.

.516 The Doomed Whal 1‘: or. The Life Wreck.

540 The Fleet Scourge; or. The Sea Wings of Salem.

1530 Tue Savnues of the Sea.

.524 The Se 1 Ch'iser; or. The Pirate Noble.

516 Chatard. the Duail-Slior Duelist.

510 El Moro, th 1 Corsair Commodore.

493 The Scouts of the Sea.

469 The Pirate l'iuntvr; or. The Ocean Rivals.

482 Ocean rl‘diDpSéUl‘, The Desperadnes of the Deep. '

476 Hob Brent. the uccaiieer; or. the Red Sea Raider.
1469 The Lieutenant Detective: or. the Fugitive Sailor.
457 The 5‘0. Insurgent: or. The Conspirator Son.
446 Ocean Ogre. the Outcast Corsair.
43) The (hie-Armed Buccaneer.
450 The Fatal Frimte; or, Rivals in Love and War.
425 The Sea Sword; or The Oce in Rivals.
418 [‘111; Sea Sir An: or. The Fugitive Privateer.
1399 The New Monte Cristi).
393 The ConVict Captiaii.
3&1 The Giant Buccaneer; or. The Wrecker Witch.
£377 Afl‘lah and Ashore: or. The Cor ~air Conspirutor. ‘
I373 Sailor of Formula: or. The B irnegzit Buccaneer.
369 The Coast Corsair: or. The Siren ot' the Sea.
364 The Set Fugitive; or. The- Quei-n of the Coast.
316 Ocean Guerriilis; or, Phantom Midshipman.
.341 The S -a Desperado.
1836 The M tgic Ship; or, Sandy Hook Freebmters.
~32?) The (*1‘1161'4111 iii Pirate; or. The Cut-zoo meits.
316 The liidi Lil .uccnneci‘: or. the Red Rovers.
30? The Phantom Pirate; or, The Water Wolves.
25l Tthm Owl; or. The Lady Captain of the Gulf.
1251) Cutiasi :iii 1 Cross: or, the Ghouls of the Sea.
25.”) The Pirate Priest; or, The Gambler’s Dau hter.
246 Queen Helen, the Amazon of the Overlau .
215 Re I [4121112 iiii : the Man of Chance.
.231 The Kid Glove Miner: or. The Magic Doctor.
224 Bi Lck Bear 1. 'he But-canei-r.
7220 The 800012 ‘1' Yacht; or, A Brother‘s Crime.
"216 The Corsair Planter; or. Driven to Doom.
'210 Buccaneer Bess t 1e Lioness of the Sea.
265 The (:11 iihl r l’iritc; or, Ladr of the Lagoon.
198 The Skeleton Schooner: or. The Skimmer.
161 l'he On -a l Vftlllpll‘l‘; or. The Castle Heiress.
The Sciirl :t Schooner: or. The Sea Nemesis.
177 Don Diahlo. the Planter-Corsair.
1172 Black 91111.6": or. The Golden li‘etters M stery.
162 The Mad Mariner: or, Dislionored and isowned
“155 The Corsair Queen; or The Gypsies of the Sea.
.147 Gold Spur, the Gentleman from Texas.
2139 Fire Ey -; or. The Bride of a iiuccaneer.’
‘84 Darkey Dan. the Colored Detective.
ti Buckskin Sam. the Texas Trailer.
B The Chevalier Corsair: or The Heritage
:1 The Sea Cadet; or The Rover of the IV oletts.
16 Black Plume; or The Sorceress of may mm.
)9 Caplain Kyd. the Kin! of the Black Flag.
'91 Montezuma. the Merciless.
‘! Merle, the Mutinewi; or. The Red Anchor Brand.
h Freelance, the Izuccaueer.
O The Pirate Prince; or, The Queen of the Isle.
I The Cretan Row-r: or. Zuleiknh the Beautiful.
8 The Dare Devil; or, The Winged Sea. Witch.

BY CAPT. FRED. WHITTAKEB.

£14 The Showman Detective; or, The Mad Magician.
609 The Texas Tramp; or, Solid Saul.
445 J ourne man John. the Champion.
412 Larry cke. ilie Man of Iron.
406 Old Pop Hicxs, Showman.
378 John Armscroag, Mechanic.
826 The Whitest Man in ihe Mines. .
‘310 The Marshal of Satanstown; or. The League.
408 To Notch Tom, the Cowho Outlaw.
$15 01. Cross-Eye. the Maveric -Hunter.
290 The Lost Corvette: or, Blakel *y‘a Last Cruise.
:34 The Three Frigates; or. Old Ironsides’ Revenge.
2?? The Stucy J ane, Privateer.
272 Seth Slocum. Railroad Surveyor.
265 Old Double-Sword; or. Pilots and Pirates. .
258 A Yankee Cossack; or.The Queen of the Nihilists.
247 Alligator Ike: or. The Snare: of the Everglade.
'242 The Fog Devil: or, The Ski er of the Flash.
230 The Flying Dutchman of 1 .
226 The Mad Hussu‘s; or. The 0‘s and the Mac‘s.
215 Person J im. King or the Cowboys.
211 Colonel Pin iizi-r; or, The Unknown Sport.
106 One Eve. the Cannoneer.
198 The Mar in Red; or, The Ghost of the Old Guard.
187 The Death‘s Head Cuirnssiers.
174 The Phantom Knights.
150 Red Ru liger, the Archer.
132 Nemo, King of the Tram s.
115 The Severed Head; or. 6 Castle Coucy Secret.
108 The Duke of Diamonds.

98 The Rock Rider; or. The Spirit of the Sierra.

96 Double Death; or. The Spy of Wyoming.
’69 The Irish Captain. A Tale of Fontenoy.
65 The Red Rajah; or. The Scourge of the Indies.

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3? The Russian Spy; or, The Starry Crosa Brothers.

BY WM. G. PATTEN.

795 Old Night-Hawk, the Crook Shadower.

766 The Prin e of New York Crooks.

756 Old Burke, the Madison Square Detective.
Double-voice Dan S Doubi- Disguise.

715 Double-Voice Dan on Deck.

Double Voic- Dan, the Always-on-Deck Detective
Double-Voice Dan, the Go—it Alone Detective.
The Sparkler Sharp

Hurricane Hal. the Cowboy Hotspur.

Old True Blue, the Trusty.

The Giant Sp rt; or, Sold to Satan.

Old Ping Ugly. the R mph and Ready.

615‘ Gold Glove Gid, tlw Man of Grit.

611 Aziec Jack, the Desrrt Nomad.

6:11 C )ionel Cord, the Santa Fe Sharp.

602 Cnpiaiii Nameless. the Mountain Mystery.
571 Old Dismal. the Raiig- Detective.

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; 545 Hustler Harry, the Cowboy Sport.

BY 0‘ P’l‘.\IN “0 “kill” HOLMES.
803 The Bogus Broker‘s Right Bower.
7‘8 The. Ni 'hl-H wk D tcc ive.
779 Silk R bbou's Cr sh-out.
766 Detective Zach, the Broadway Spotter.
751 l‘he Dark inutcrn Det ctive.
736 The Never-Fa l D iective.
72,4 Captain Hercules. the Strong Arm Detective.
711 Dan Diimnn, the Gi t-Edue Detective.
701 Silver Steve, the Branded Sport.
691 Gideon Grip, the 800195 Shadower.
681 Velvet Van. 1110 Mystery Shaduwer.
67+ The Dude Desperado
671 Jason Clew, the Silk-Banded Ferret.
664 Monk More], the Man-Hun er.
654 Sol S liinx. tho Ferict Detective.
612 Red ard and Yellow
Silent Sam, the Shadow Sphinx.
(In Main Sid, the Shasta Frrret.
Ck Cormorant. t c Bowery Shadow.
Captain Cobra, the flooded Mystery.
Danton. the Shadow Sharp.
Silk Hani, t o Molmvv Ferret.
The Magneto Detective.
Jitc t Javcrt. the Independent Detective.
5'33 Reynard of Red .i'u-k: or, The Lost Detective.
512 Captain Vi'lvet‘s Binr Stake.
505 Phil Fox. the Gentcel Spotter. '
496 Richard Rednrc. the Two \Vorlrls’ Detective.
46? Sunshine Sam. a Chip of the Old Block.
480 Hawk pear. the Man witha Secret.
4 R (J<)iil':rip iii Deadwood.
460 Captain Colditrip. the Detective
45:1 Captain Coldgrip’s Loni:r Trail.
447 Volcano. the Frisco Spy.
411 The California Sharp.
434 Lucifer Lynx. the H onder Detective.
421 Father Ferret. the Frisco Shadow.
413 Captain Coldgrip in New York.
407 Captain Coldgrip’s Nerve; or. In. on Nick.
400 Captain Coldirrip: or. The New ork Spotter.
392 The Last lfouanzaz or, The Boot of Silent Hound.
38:! The Bonanza Band: or. Dread Don of Cool Clan.
374 Major Blister. the Sport of Twn Cities.
365 Keen Kenndrd. the Shasta Shadow.
33': The Desperate D «zon.
317 Denv -r Duke. the Man with “ Send."
310 Cool C fired. the Dakota Detective.
335 Flash Dan. the Nahoh- or. Blades of Bowie Bar.
321 California Cln'irie. the Lone Bandit.
2111 Broadcloth Burt. the Denver Dandy.
276 Hercules Goldspur, the Man of the Velvet Hand.

BY J. (i. CO\VDRICK.
75:2 The SusBect Sport of Daisy Drift.
626 Ducnts ion, the Nuboh Sport Detective.
612 Sheriff SI illwooii. the Regulator of Raspberry.
598 The Dominie Detective.
591 Duke Daniels. the Somety' Detective.
580 Shadowing a. Shadow.
565 Prince Paul. the Postman Detective.
557 The Mountain Graybearils: or, Riddles‘ Riddle.
519 Old Riddles. the Rock Ranger
499 Twilight Charlie. the end Sport.
473 Gilbert of Gotham. the Steel-arm Detective.
452 Rainbow Rob, the Tulip from Texas.
436 Kentucky Jean. the S ort from Yellow Pine.
4%. Blue Grass Burt. the old Star Detective.
890 The Giant Cupid: or Cibuta J ohn’s Jubilee.

BY GEORGE C. JENKS.
772 Ca taln Corden. the Twister Detective.
755 Wi d P~te tho Broncho—Buster Detective.
726 Fearless Sam. the Grand Combination Detective.
719 Boston Bob. the S ort Detective.
572 Jaunty Joe. the or'key Detective.
554 Mad Sharp. the Rustler.
536 Rube Rocket. the Tent Detective.
5'26 Death-Grip, the Tenderfoot Detective.
507 The Drummer Detective.
43? The Giant Horseman v
898 Sleepless Eye, the Pacific Detective.

BY J W. OSBON.

759 The Sport from St. Louis.
518 Royal Richard, the Thoroughbred.

BY LEoN LEWIS.
797 Pistol Tommy. the Miner Sharp.
785 The Down-East Detective in Nevada.
773 Buflnlo Bill 5 Ban or. Cody to the Rescue.
699 The Cowbo Couriers.
686 The On’the- in: Delectives.
624 The Submarine Detective: or, The Water Ghouls.
484 Captain Ready. th - Red Ransomer.
461 The Silent Detective; or, The Bogus Nephew.
456 The Demon Steer.
428 The Flying Glim; or. The Island Lure.

BY DR. NOEL DUNBAR.

730 Duke Despard. the Gambler Duelist.
604 The Detective in Race; or, The Grim Shodower.
500 The True-Heart Pards.

BY DB. FR 'NK POWELL.

746 The Dragoon Detective; or, A Man of Destiny.
158 The Doomed Dozen.

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‘359 Yellow Jack, the

‘ 146 The Doctor Detective.

 

BY NED BUNTLINB.

657 Long Tom. the Privateer.
633 The Sea S y.
621 The Red rivateer; or. The Midshipman Rover.
581 Fire Feather, the Buccaneer King.
517 Buffalo Bills First Trail.
361 Tombstone Dick, the Train Pilot.
270 Andros. the Rover; or, The Pirate‘s Daughter.
1'22 Saul Sahberday, tho Idiot Spy.
111 The Smuggler Captain: or, The Skipper’s Crime.
61 Captain Seawaif. the l’rii'at (Ar.
23 The Red Warrior; or. The Comanche Lover.
18 The Sea Bandit; or, The Queen of the Isle.
16 The White Wizard; or. The Seminole Prophet.
14 'l‘liaycndaneizea, the Scourgemr, The “er-Eagle.

BY JACKSON KNOX—“Old Hawk.”

778 The Butler Detective; or, Old Grip's Grip.

770 The Showman Dole live.

762 Old Grip, lhe De cctive.

711) Capt in Clcw, the Fighting Detective.

732 The Hurricane l)l‘tt‘l‘thl—‘.

613 Cas‘lemainc, the Silent. Sifter.

616 )lagnus. the Weird Detective.

606 The Drop Detective.

511.3 Wellborn. the Upper Crust Detective.

582 Jorani. the Detectit 0 Expert.

574 Old Falcon‘s Double.

561 The Thug: Kiiig- or, The Falcon Detective'a Foe.
Falconbridgo. tie Sphinx DeteCIive.

536 Old Falcon‘s Foe: or. The Detective‘s Swell Job.

515 Short-Stop Majc, the Diamond Field Detective.

509 Old Falcon, the Thunderbolt Detective.

501 S i'iiigsteel Steve, the Retired Detective.

494 The Detectivws Spy.

485 Rowlock. the Harbor Detective.

477 Dead-arm Brandt.

467 Mainwaring. the Salamander.

462 The Circus Detective.

451 Griplock. the Rocket l‘etective.

444 The Magic Detective; or, [he Hidden Hand.

424 Hawk Heron’s De uty.

386 Hawk Heron. tho alcon Detective.

BY PIIILIP S. WARNE.

802 Dan Dirk, King, of No Man’s Land.
536 Captain Adair. lili‘ Cattle King
567 Cap'aiu Midnight. till‘ Man of Craft.
544 The Back to Back Yards.
522 The Chem ion Three.
502 Bareback Suck, the Centaur of the Plains.
472 Six Foot Si; or, The Man to “Tie To.“
431 California Kit, the Always J11 Hand.
401 Silver Sid; or. A “ Daisy " Bluff.
380 Tiizer Dick‘s Pied e; or, The Golden Serpent.
cstizo.
336 Jack Sands. the Boss of the Town.
299 Three of a Kind; or Dick. Desnard and the Sport.
280 Tiger Dick’s Lone Hand.
251 Tiger Dick vs. ironD s ard.
207 Old Hard Head: or. W iirlwind and his Mare.
171 Tiger Dick. the Man of the iron Heart.
111 The Gentleman from Pike.
80 A Man of Nerve; or. Caliban the Dwarf.
51 Always on Hand: or. The Foot-Hills Sport.
2‘.) Tiger Dick. Faro King; or, The Cashier's Crime.
4 The Kidnappvr; or. The Northwest Shanghai.
1 A Hard Crowd; or, Gentleman Sam’s Sister.

BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REID.

267 The White Squaw.

211 The Hunter‘s Feast.

228 The Maroon. A Tale of Voodoo and Obeah.

21% The Wild Huntress; or. The S uatter.

213 The War Trail: or. The Hunt of he Wild Horse.

268 The White Chief. A Romance of Mexico. '

200 The Rifle Rangers; or. Adventures in MCXICO.
74 The Captain of the Rifles; or, The Lake_Queen.
66 The Specter Barque. A Tale of the Pacific.

55 The Scalp Hunters. A Romance of the Plains.
12 The Death-Shot: or. Tracked to Death.
6 The Headless Horseman.

MISCELL ANEOUS.

566 The Dauntless Deteciive: or, The Daughter
Avenger. By Tom W . King.
542 The Ocean Drift; or. The Fight for Two Lives
B A. F. Holt.
534 Green Mountain Joe: or. The Counterfeiter's
Cave. By Marmaduke Dey.
366 The Telegraph Detective. By George H. Morse
353 Bert Brennan; or, The King of Straight Flush
Bv John Cuthbert. -
350 Flash Falcon. Society Detective. By W. J. Cobb.
312 Kinkfoot Kari, the Mountain Scourge. By Mor-
ris Redwing.
275 The Smuggler Cutter. Bly J. D. Conroy.
261 Black Sam, the Prairie hunderbolt. By 00].
J0 Yards.
190 The Three Guardsmen. B Alexander Dumas.
179 Conrad the Convict. By rof. Gildersleeve.
166 Owlet. the Robber Prince. By s. R. Urban.
152 Captain Ironnerve, the Counterfeiter Chief.
B George Lemuel.
144 The Hunchback of Notre ame. By Victor Hugo.
140 The Three Spaniards. By Geo. Walker.
133 Body the Rover. By William Carieton.
125 The Blacksmith Outlaw. By H. Ainsworth.
110 The Silent Rifleman. By H. W. Herbert.
102 The Masked Band. By George L. Aiken.
78 The Mysterious S y. By Arthur M. Grainger.
76 The ueen's Mus eteers. By George Albany.
68 The ighting Trapper. By Capt. J. F. C. Adams.
60 Wide Awake, the Robber King. By F. Dumont.
32 B’hnys of Yale: or, The Scrapes of Collegian.
11 Midshipman Easy. By Ca. rain Marryatt.
10 Vidocq, the French Police py. By himself.
9 Handy Andy. By Samuel Lover.
6 Wildcat Bob. By Edward L. Wheeler.
4' new tune emery Wednesday.
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BE'ADLE’SrDIMErflBRARY.

Published Every Wednesday. Each Issue Complete and Sold at the Umform Price of Ten Cents. No Double-Numbers.

 

BUFFALO BILL NOVELS.
By Colonel Prentiss lngraham.

812 Buffalo Bill‘s Death-Knoll.

794 Buffalo Bill‘s Winning Hand.

73? Buflhlo Bill's Dead Shot.

781 Buffalo Bills Brand.

777 Bufl'nlo Bill‘s Spy Shadower.

769 Buffalo Bill's Sweepstliko.

7’65 B fialo Bill's Di zen; or, Silk Ribbon Sam.

761 Buffalo Bill’s Mascot.

757 Bufl’atlo Bi i’s Double.

750 Buffalo Bill‘s Big Four.

743 B1111 do Bill‘s Filish Hand.

7519 llufl'ilo l ill‘s 1.11mi: or. The Masked Driver.
735 Blitfalo Bill : nd. H 5 Merry Men.

731 llulhlo Bill‘s Beag es; or, Silk Lasso Sam.

I .1’ Bull’a'o Bill‘s Body Guard.

722 Buflli 0 Bill on the W ir— nth.

716 Buff ilo Biil's Scout Shai owers.

710 Buffalo Bill Baffled; or. The, llesorterDesporadO.
697 Buffalo llill's Buckskin Brotherhood.

691 1111th Hill's Blind Trail; or. MustangMndgo.
667 Buffalo Bill's S loop; or. The King of the Mines.
649 Bulhlo Bi l's Chief of Cowboys: or. Buck 'l'avlor
644 BulIalo Bill’s lionai 20.; or. Si ver l‘ircleKnights.
362 Buffalo Bill‘s Grip: or. Oath Bound to Cuth
329 Buffalo Bill’s Pledge: or. The League of Three.
189 ilil Bill's Gold Trail; or. Thi- Desperate Dozen.
175 Wild Bill‘s Trump Card: or, The liidiaii Heiress.
168 Wild Bill. the Pistol Dead Shot.

By Bull‘alo Bill.

807 Wild Bill, the Wild West Duelist.‘

800 Wild Bill. vho Dwad Center Shot.

639 Buffal) Bili’s Gol/l King.

599 The Dead Shot Nine: or. My Pards of the Plains.
414 Red Renard. the Indian Detective.

401 One-Armed Pard: or. Borderland Retribution.

.397 The Wizard Brothers: or, White Beaver’s Trail.

394 White Beaver. the Exile of the Platte.

319 Wild Bill. rho Whirlwind of the West.

304 Texas Jack. the Prairie Rattler.

243 The Pilgrim Sharp: or. The Soldier‘s Sweetheart.
83 Gold Bullet Sport: or. Knights of the Overland.
52 Death-Trailer. the Chief of Scouts.

By Leon Lewis, Ned Buntllne, etc.

773 Bufl’alo B 11’s B'lll; or. Cody to the Rescue.

682 Buffnlo Bill’s Secr t Service Trail.

629 Buffalo Bill‘s Daring Role; 0 '. Ditrerleatli Dick.

517 Buffalo Bl l‘s First 'l‘rnil'. or. The Express Rider.
153i Bui‘fah Bill, (inlet of Scouts.

117' Bufl’ do Bills Strange Ford: or, Dashing Dandy.
92 Bufi’alo Bill. the Buckskin King.

BY WILLIAM H. MANNlNa.

SOS TheCrook-Detective‘s Pull.
790 Plunger Pete. the Race Track Detective.
774 S'eve Slurr. the Dock Dcti Clive.
764 The New York Sharp's Shadower.
738 Detective Cl-ixtcn. the var rd Breaker.
714 Gabr- Gull. the. Gambirlicr from Great Hump.
703 Spokane Saul. the Samaritan Sus )ect.
692 D -ad Shot Paul, tl‘e. Deep-Range ‘xplorer.
655 Strawberry :53. n. 1h: Man with the Birthmark.
846 Dark Joli i, the Grim Guard.
638 Murdock. the Dread Detective.
623 Dangerous Dave. the Never-Beaten Detective.
611 Al (nli Abe, the Game Cl icken from Texas.
596 Rustler Rube: the Round-Up Detective.
585 Dan Dixon’s Double.
575 Steady. Hand. the Napoleon of Detectives.
.563 Wyoming Zeke, the Hotspur of Hone, suckle.
551 Garry Kean. the Man “ith Baclbone,
539 Old Double lark. the Wily Detective.
531 Saddle-Chief Kit. the, Prairie Centaur.
521 Paradise Sam. the Nor’-West Pilot.
513 Turns '1‘ irtar. the Man With Nine Lives.
506 Uncle Honest. the Peacemaker of Horn -ts’ Nest.
498 Cuntral Pacific Pa! 1. the Mail Train Spy.
492 Border Bullet. the Prairie sharpshooter.
486 Kansas Kitten. the Northwest Detective.
79 Gladiator Gabe, the Samson of Sassajack.
470 The Duke of Dakota. '
463 Gold Gauntlet. the Gulch Gladiator.
455 Yank Yellowbird. the Toll Hustler or the Hills.
449 Bluff Burke. King of the Rockies.
442 Wild West Walt. the Mountain Veteran.
437 Deep Duke: or. The Man of Two Lives.
427 The Rivals of Montana Mill.
415 Hot Heart, the Detective Slpy.
405 Old Baldy. the Brigadier 0 Buck Basin.
885 Wil 1 Dick Turpin, tne Leadville Lion.
297 Colorado Rube. rh-~ Strong Arm of Hotspur.
279 The Gold Dragoon, or. California Bloodhound.

BY “A BOLD PAYNE.

806 The Grand Street Gold-Dust Sharpers.

798 Detective Burr‘s Luna. ic Witness; or, The River-
side Drivo D°ath-Mystery.

792 The Will Street Sharper's Snap.

784 Thad Burr‘s Death Drop.

742 Detective Burr Among the New York Thugs.

734 Detective Burr‘s Foil; or, A “'oman‘s Strategy,

728 Detective Burr. the Headquarters Special.

718 Detective Burr's Spinl Chase.

706 Det ~ctlv3 Burr's seven Clues.

698 Thad Burr. the lnvmclble: or. The “ L " Clue.

690 The Matchless Detective.

680 XX, the Fatal Claw: or. Burr's Master Case.

BY LIEITT. A. K. SIMS.
804 The King Pin of the Leadville Lions.
786 Chin-ago Charlie‘s Diamond Haul.
776 Chicago Charlie. the Columbian Detective.
758 The Wizar ' .King Detectlve.
723 Teamster Tom, the Boomer Detective.
709 Lodestone Lem, the. Champion of Chestnut Burr.
695 Singer Sam. the Pilgrim Detective.
688 River Bustiers; or. the Detective from ‘Way Back
673 Stuttering Sam the Whitest Sport of Santa Fe.
666 Old Adamant, the Man of Rock.
618 Kansas Karl. the Detective King.
552 Prince Primrose. the Flower of the Flock.
us Huckleberry. the Foot-Hills Detective.

 

 

 

BY JOSEPH E. BADGER. JR.

796 The Frisco Deteotlve's Thug-Tangle.
789 Sim Cory. the River Sp lrt.
786 T 9 Dead Sport‘s Double.
771 Prince John. Detective S eciul.
Dandy Don, the, Denver erective.
75A ‘1 he Man from Texas: or, Dangerfield, the
Doctor Detective.
744 Sweepstakes Sam, the Silver Sport.
720 The Secret Six' or, 0.d Halcyon.
712 The Man of Sill:
705 Bantam Bob. tho, Beauty from Butte.
693 Kent Kisson, the Fri-richer Sport.
683 Bob Breeze. the Rounder Drtective.
675 Slecl Sorry. the Sport fr. m Sunrise.
668 Solemn Snill‘s Luck Stri ak.
661 The Get-There Sharp.
651 Silverlip St vs. the Sky Scraper from Siskiyou.
6'15 Gopher Gabe, the Unseen Detective.
636 Dandy l) irling, Deteclive
627 MOSSlitlck Mose, llie Mountaineer.
617 The Grip Sack Sharp‘s Even up.
597 Big Bandy, the Ilrigndier of Brimstone Butte,
588 Sandy ands. tlic Sharp from Snap City.
576 Silver-Tongued Sid: or, Gi'ipSack Sharp 5 Sweep.
56-1 The Grip-S‘le Sharp: or. The. Sernphs of Sodom.
555 Grip-Sack Sid. lhe Sample Sport.
lhe Buiied Detective; or. Sal 1‘s Six Sensations.
541 Major Magnet, the Man of Nerve.
53.") Dandv Dutch. the Decorator from Dead—Lift.
527 Dandy Anily,1he Dinmond Detective.
514 Gabe Gum. the Grizzly from Ginseng.
Solemn Saul. the Sad Ian from San Saba.
495 Rnttlepate Rob; or. The Roundhead‘s Reprisal.
488 The Thor uglibrcd Sport.
474 Daddy Dead-Eye, the Dcsuot of Dew Drop.
466 0 d Rough and Ready. the Sage of Sundown.
458 Dutch Dan. the Pilgrim from Spitzenberg.
450 The Rustl r Detective.
443 A Cool Hand: or. Pistol Johnny's Picnic.
418 Oklahoma. Nick.
433 Laughing Leo; or. Sam‘s Dandy Pard.
426 The Ghost Detective: or. The Secret Service Spy.
l Monte Jim. the Back Sheep of Bismarck.
409 R lb Roy Ranch; or. The lnips of Pan Handle.
403 The Nameless Sport.
305 D 'adlv Ami, the Duke of Derringers.
387 Dark Durg. the Ishmael of the Hills.
37. Howling Jonathan. the 'l‘i‘l'l‘Ol‘ from Headwaters.
372 (‘aptziin Crisp. the Man with a RocOrd.
367 A Royal Flu" : or. Dan Brown's llig Game.
360 Jumping Jerry. the Gamecock from Sundown.
355 Stormy Steve. the Mad Athlete.
35] Nor‘ West Nick. th- Border Detective.
315 Masked Mark. the Mountcd Detective.
339 Spread Eagle Sam. the Hercules Hide Hunter.
331 Cnispa Charley. the Gold Nugget Sport.
324 Old Forked Ligh tnine. the Solitary.
317 Frank Lightioot. the Miner Detective.
302 Faro Saul. the Handsome flcrcules.
292 Moke Homer. the Boss Roustabout.
286 Pistol Johnny: or. 0 6 Man in a Thousand.
283 Sleek Sam. the Devil of the Mines.
257 Death Trap Diggiiiirs: or. A Man ‘Way Back.
2 . Elephant Tom. of Dlll'llllL'O.
1 Spitfire Saul. King of the Rustlers.
233 The Old oy of Tombstone.
201 Pll'd'e of the Pincers: or. Joaquin’s Death Hunt.
197 Revolver Rob: or. The Belle of Nugget Camp.
180 Old ‘49; or. The Amazon of Arizona.
170 Sweet William. the Trapper Detective.
165 Joaquin. the Terrible
154 Joaquin, the Saddle King.
111 E1 ninox Tom, the liul'y of Red Rock.
127' 8‘! Scott. t‘ e Masked Miner.
119 Alubnma Joe: or. The Yazoo Man-Hunters.
105 Dan Brown of Denver: or The Detective.
88 Big George: or. The Five Outlaw Brothers.
71 (‘nptnin Cool Blade: or. Mississippi Man Shark.
67 The Boy Jockey: or. Honesty vs. Crookedness.
64 Doubl ~-Sig‘it. the Death Shot.
50 Jack Rabbit. the Prairie Sport.
47 Pacific Pete. the Prince of the Revolver.
45 Old Bull s-Eye. the Lightnlng Shot.
40 Long~Haired Pnrds: or. The Tarlers of the Plains.
30 Gospel Georgv; or. Fiery Fred. the Outlaw.
'28 Three-Fingered J ack, the Road-Agent.

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BY \VILLIAM B. EYSTEB.

783 The King-Pin Tramp.

767 The Sport of Silver Bend.

718 Unc‘e Bedrock‘s Big Bounce.

707 The Rival RoVers.

687 Double Cinch Dan. the Sport With a Charm.

677 Mr. JackSnn, the Gent from Jaybird.

659 Gilt-Edge Johnny: or, Roldan and His Rovers.
650 Lucky Lester's one Hand.

694 Old Handcart's Big Dump.

622 The All Around S orts.

603 Desert All. the ll on With the Cougar.

590 Gentle J new. the High Roller from Humbug.
578 Seven Shot Steve. the Sport with a Smile.

568 PM Dude Detective.

558 Hurrah Harry. the High Horse from Halcyon.
549 Belshazzar Brick, the Bailiff of Blue Blazes.
533 Oregon. the Sport With a Scar.

1525 Fresh Frank. the Derringer Daisy.

503 The Dude from Denver.

478 Pinnacle Pete: or. The Fool from Way Back.
459 Mnior Sunshine, the Man of Three Lives.

429 fin r Trigger Tom of Red Bend.

402 Snapshot Sam: or. The Angels’ Flat Racket.
396 The Piper Detective; or. The Gilt Edge Gang.
375 Royal George, the Three in One.

356 Thr e Handsome Sports: or. The Combination.
344 Double Shot Dave of the Left Band.

333 Derringer Dick. the Man with the Drop.

800 A Sport in Spectacles; or. Bad Time at Bunco.
268 Magic Mike. ~lie Man of Frills.

229 Captain Cu‘slceve; or. The Little Sport.

214 The Two 0001 Spams; or, Gertie of the Gulch.
192 The Lightning Sport.

182 Hands Up; or. The Knights of the Canyon.

160 Soft Hand.» Sharp: or..'I‘he Man with the Sand.

145 Pistol Pards; or. The Silent Sport from Cinnabar _

 

 

 

    

ALBERT W. AIKEN‘S NOVELS.

Dick Tulbot Series.

741 Dick Talbot‘s Close Call.

737 Dic ( Talbot in Apache I and.

733 Dick Talbot. the RllnC' King.

729 Dick Talbol's Clean-Out.

72‘) Dick Tu hot in No M n's Camp.

384 Dick Talbot in the Rockii-s; or. lnjun Dick.
354 Dick T ll -ot: 01, The Brand or Crimson Cross.
349 Dick. the (ienrlemnn Roali~Agent.

107 Dick Talbot, of Cinnabar.

9:! Dick Talbot. King of the Road.

41 Dick Talbot in Utah: or. Gold Dim.

38 Dick T:ilbot’s iron Gl‘ll); or. " he. Velvet Hand.
36 Dick Talbot: or. The Do: tli Shot of Shasta.

35 Dick [‘albot at the Mines: or. Kcntuck lhe Sport.
34 Dick T lhot’s Fi-P: or. Rocky Mounrnin Rob.
33 Dick Tnluut at Whiie Pine; or. OVrrland Kit.

Alken’s Fresh oi Frisco Series.

660 The Fresh in Montana: or. lllivko's li‘ull Hand.
65?. T e Fresh‘s Rustic at Pointed City.

647 The Fresh nt Santa Fe; i r. 1h S'rnnge" Sharp.
556 Fresh. the Sport: or. The Big Racket ntS ide Out.
537 Fresw Agninsi the Fie d: or Blake. the Lion.

l 529 The Frnsh of Fl‘lSCO in New York,

497 The Fresh in Tvxns; (.r Tli Fncolnulo Millions.
461 The Fresh ol’ Frisco on the Rio Grande.

'73 ‘ he Frcsh in Ari-mun; or. C lil'orniu John.

130 The Fr sh in M xim; 01'. Captain Volcano.

97 The Fresh in Iii: Walnut Camp; or. Bronze Jack
77 The Fresh of Frisco.

Alken’s Joe Plicnlx Serlel.

799 Joe Phenix‘s Great Bluu Diam- nd Case; or. The
New York Sporr at Long Bran- h.

793 Joe, Phenix's Decoy: or, The Man of Three.

760 Jon Phenix‘s Lone liand.

749 Joe Pb nix‘s Big Bulge.

745 Joe Phenix’s Mud Case.

708 Joe Phenix's Siren; or, The Woman anksllaw.

700 Joe Phenix‘s Unknown; or. Crushing the Crooks

681 Joe Phenix‘s Specials; or. The Actress Detective

637 Joe Phenix in Crazy Comp.

632 Joe. Phenix‘s Master Search.

628 Joe Phenix‘s (‘ouiltin ; r.the Dandy Conspirator

6'20 Joe Phenix‘s Silent Six.

661 Joe Phcnix‘s blimlowwixfl‘e Delei-tive's Monitor

416 Jon Phenix., the Rim of Dl-lectivi-s.

39] Joe Phenix's Still Ilunl.

161 Joe Phenix's Grout Mnn Hunt.

112 Joe Phi‘lllX, Pl'lVflll‘ Dover-live; or. The League.

79 Joe Phenix. the Police Spy.

Alkon‘s Miscellaneous Novels.

775 King Dandv. the S’lvor Sror’.

753 Gideon’s Grig nt l’abylon l or.

717 Captain Pat IcGowcn, t‘ e (ircencont Detective.
674 Uncle Sun Up, [he Born Detective.

670 The Lightweight Dr-leclire.

665 The, Frisco Delcctiv ; or. The Golden Gate Find.
61:} Keen Billy, the mm.

607 Old Rnnzine. the “ linrd (‘nsi~ " Detective.

594 Fire Face. the Silver King's Foe.

58‘) The Silver Sharp Ill tectlve.

577 Tom. ol' Ciilifi rirn: « r. Di lei‘tive's Shadow Act.
570 The Actress Di motive: or. The invisible Hand.
562 Lone Hand. the Shadow.

520 The Lone Hand on the Caddo.

490 The. Lone Hand in Ttxas.
475 Cllin Cliiil. the. Chinese Detective.

465 The Actor Detective.

440 The High Hor n of the Pacific.

421 The Lone Hun ‘; or. The Hon River Recresnts.
408 Doc Grip. the, Vrndeita ol‘ Dvnih.

381 The Gy sy Gentleman: i 1‘. Biol Ft x. Delective
376 Black Beards: (l The Tail (v‘iridr Uiih Horse
970 The Duskv Dem ciive: or I‘rrsued to the End.
363 Crowningshleld. lh“ Deleclive

3'20 Tile Gentilel Spo mm: or ’l'l'e N. Y Night Hawk.
252 Thé Vail Street I load; (1‘. Tim Teligrm h Girl.
203 The Double Detective: ll‘.'| he Mii'nigllt Mystery.
196 La Marmoset. the Le 11 olive Queen.

101 The Man from New York.

91 The Winning Oar: cr. ’lhe lnrl-‘eerer’s Daughter.
84 Hunted Down: or. The l eague of Three.

81 The Human Tiger: or. A Heair of Fire.

75 GentlemanGeOrge: or. PR rli r Prison and Street.
7:) The Phantom Hand: or. 'lhe 5th Avenue Heiress.
63 The Winged Whale: or. The Red Rupert at Gulf.
59 The. Man from l‘exas; or. Ti 9 Aikansns Outlaw.
56 The Indian Mazeppn: 0r. Mrdm! n of the Plains.
49 Th ‘ Wolf Demon: or. Th.- Kannnl n ueen.

42 The Cnlifornia Di-tecti ve: or. ll 6 Wi'c es of N.Y.
81 The New York Shnrn: or. The Flash r f Ligl thing.
27 The Spotter Detective: or. Girls 0! New York.

LATEST AND NTW ISSUES.

809 Dan Du'n tho Soft-Hand Sprrt; or Tre Gam-
b'er Broker‘s Sl ort-Ftop. B Jos. E. Badger, Jr.
810 Fire-Eye. the Thug‘s '1 error: or, Cockney Bob’s
Big Bluff. By Wm. G Fallen.
811 The Man in Red; or The Island Rovers. By
Lleul. Harry Denies Perry U. S. .
812 Bnflalo Bill‘s Death Kneli; or. The Red Band
Riders of lhe Rockies. Py C 01- P- “graham-
813 The Sham Spotters Sl‘rmd Scheme; or. be.
iective Burr‘s Diam nrl Drop. By B, Payne.
814 The New Yorker Arron Texas Sports' or. De-
tectlve Tomlinson's Stil Hunt. Py A. w’. Aiken.
815 The Soft H'ind's Clutch; or.'|‘hv Night-Hawk
Chief‘s Right and M n. By Jon. E. Pride r Jr.
816 Buflnlo Bi 1‘: Red Trail: or. The Road-Rider
Reneznr‘o’s Run‘DOWn. By Col. P. lngraham.
817 Plush Velvet. the Prince of lpotlers; or, Pouno~
ing Bowery Lawyor Fimrks. l you t Fl. Holmes
818 Gentleman Dov»: the Dead Gmre port; or. The
Card 1199" of Silver Foam. By Wr . R. Eyster.
819 The Rvnl Monte Cristos: or. The Frtin-hman I
Play for High Stakes. By C l. P. Ingraham.
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Buffalo Bill Novels in Head e’s flime library.

 

 

830 Buffalo Bill's Boys in Blue; or, The Brimstone
Band‘s Blot-out. By 001. P. Ingraham.

826 Buffalo Bill’s Sharp-shooters; or, The Surgeon
Scout [0 the Rescue. By 001. P. ngraham.

822 Buffalo Bill’s Best Bower: or. Montebello the Gold
King. By Cnl. Prentiss Ingraham.

820 \Vhite Beaver's Still Hunt; or The Miner Ma-
rauder‘s Death-Track. By Bufialo Bill.

816 Buflaio Bill‘s Red irail, or. The Road-Rider
Ren~gade's Rim-Dawn. By Col. P. Ingzahnm.

812 B vlfalo Bill's I)»ath-Knel|: or, The Rid Hand
Rider’sof tie Rockies By Col. P. Ingraham.

807 Wild Bill. the Wild West Duelist; or The Girl
Mascot of Moonlight Mine. By Buflalo B ll

800 Wild Bill, me Dead Center Shot; or. Rio Grande
Ralph, rhe Cowboy Chief. By Buffalo Bill

794 Buffalo Bills Winning Hand: or, 'lhe Masked
Woman of th Colorado Ce uyon. By lngranam.

787 Buffalo Bill’s cad Shot; or, The Sr eleton Scout
of the Colorado. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

 

 

BUFFALO BILL AS HERO AND AUTHOR!

781 Buflalo Bill’s Brand: or. The Brimstone Brother-
hood. By COL Prentiss Ingraham.

777 Buflalo Bill's Spy Shadower; or. The Masked
Men at Grand Canyon. By Col. P. Ingraham.

773 Buffalfi Bill‘s Ban; or, Cody to the Rescue. By

n ewis.

769 Buffal 1 Bids Swoegstske; or, The Wipe—out at
Lasr Chance. By ol. Prentiss Ingrahsm.

765 Buffalo Bill‘s Dozen; or, Silk Ribbon Sam. By
Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

761 Buffalo B.il‘s )Ias ot; or, The Death Valley
Victim No. 13. By Col. Prentiss Ingrabam.

757 Buffalo Bill‘s Double; or The Desperado Detec-
tive. By Col. PI'PDl'iI“S Ingraham.

750 Buffalo Bill‘s llig Four: ot', Custer’s Shadow.
By Col. Prentiss lngral am.

43 Buffalo Bill‘s Flush Hand: or, Texas Jack's
Bravos. Bv Col. Premisx lngraham.

739 Buffalo Bill’s Blind; or. The Masked Driver of
Death's Canyon. By Col. Prentiss lngraham.

735 Bufialo Bull and His Mvrry Men: or. The Robin
Hood Rivals. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

 

 

731 Buffalo Bill's Beagles; or, Silk Lasso Sam. By
Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

727 Buffalo Bill’s Bod Guard: or. The Still Hunt of
the Hills. By Co . Prentiss Ingraham. .

722 Buffalo Bill on the War Pavh; 0r. Silk Lasso
Sam. the Will o'-the- Wisp. By Col. P. Ingraham.

716 Buffalo Bill’s Scout Shadowers: or Emerald Ed
of Devil‘s Acre. Bv Col. Prentiss lngrai am.

710 Burial | Bill Baffled: or, The Desarter Desper-
ado's Defiance. By Col. P. ingraham.

697 Biifi’ah Bill’s Buckskin Brotherhood; or, Open
ing Up a L >st Trail. By Col. P. lnr'rahsm.

691 Bufialo Bi'l‘s Blind Trail; or. The Daughter of
the Regiment. By Col. Premise lngraham.

682 Buffalo Bill's Secret Service Trail. By Major
Dang zrfleld Burr.

667 Bufial) Bill‘s Swoop; rr. the King of the Mines.
By Col. Prentiss Ingrnham.

658 The Cowboy Clan. or, The Tigress of Texas.
By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham.

853 The Lasso King’s league; or. The Tigers of
Texas. By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. .

649 Buck Ta lor, the Saddle King. Buflalo Bill’s
Chief of ants. By 001. P. Ingraham.

644 Buffalo Bill‘s Bonanza' or, ihe Knights of the
Silver Circle. By Col.  Ingraham.

639 The Gold Kin ; or, Montebello, the Magnificent.
By Bufiaio Bis.

629 Buffalo Bill's Daring Role: or. Darer‘eath Dick,
King of the Cowboys. By Leon Lewis.

599 The Dead Shot Nine: or, My Pards of the Plains.
By Buflalo Bill.

517 Buffalo Bill’s First Trail. By Nod Bunlline.

414 Red Runirrd. the Indian Deiectiye: or. The Gold
Buzzards of Colorado. By Puffalo Bill.

401 The One-Armed Pard. By Buffalo Bill. .

397 The Wizard BrOVhers; or, White Beaver’s Troll.
By Buffalo Bill.

394 White Beaver. the Exile of the Platte; or, A
Wronzed Man‘s Red rTrail. By Buffalo Bill.

362 Buffalo Bill‘s Grip; or, Oath-bound to Custer.
By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

 

 

329 Bufi‘alo Bill’s Pledge; or, The League of Three
B Col. P. Ingraham.

319 Wild Bill, the Whirlwind of the West. By Buf-
talc Bill.

304 l‘exas Jack. the Prairie Rattler; or, The Queen
of the Wild iders. By Buffalo Bill.

213 The Pil rim harp; or, The Soldier's Sweetheart.
Bv Bu aio Bill. Gowrnment Scout and Guide.

189 Wild Bill‘s Gold Tiail; or, The Desperate Dozen

y Col. P. Ingraham

175 Wild Bill‘s Trum Card; or, The Indian Heiress.
BV Col. Prentiss ngrshani.

168 Wild Bill the Pistol Dead Shot: or, Dagger Don's
Double. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

158 Buffalo Bil, Chief of Scouts; or. The Doomed
Dozen By Dr. Frank Powell.

117 Buffalo Bill’s Strarge Ford or. Dashing Dandy,
The. H itspul‘ of the Hills. By Major D. Burr.

92 Buffalo Bill, the Buckskin King; or the Amazon,
of the West, By Major Dangerfield Burr.

 

 

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n Cold Bullet S : or, the Knights of the Over
land. By Bu alo Bill. ,

52 Death Trailer. the Chief of Scouts- or. Life and
Love in a Frontier Fort. By Buflslo Bill.

LATEST AND NEW ISSUES.

927 Detective Walden‘s Web; or Max Marlin . Head-
Center of the Silver Gang. By Jackson nox.

828 Kirk King. the Man from Kirby; or. Short Catd
Charley at Boot Jack. By Wm. R. Eyster. .

829 The Frisco Sharper’s Cool Hand: cr. Routing
the Rookery Crooks. By Harold Payre._

830 Buffalo Bill‘s Boys in Blue; or, The Bnrmtone
Band‘s Blot-out. By (‘01. P. Ingraham.

831 Shadowing the London Deteciive; or. Harvey
Hawks’ Short—Slop. By Capr. Howard Holmes.

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