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Buffalo Bill’s Death-Deal 

OR, THE

Wandering Jew of the Wild West. l

BY COL. PRENTISS INGRAHAM.

CHAPTER I.
A DYING MAN'S CONFESSION.

“ AM: you Buffalo Bill?" ‘

“ I am so called."

“ I am dyin .”

“Well, it is a medicine that, sooner or;
later, we all have to take.” i

“Are you not interested in my passing
from life into the dark silence of the
grave?»

“Yes; as one man is interested in the
suffering and sorrows of a fellow-being
whom 160 not know."

“But you do know me, Buffalo Bill.”

“Neverto my knowledge did I see you
before."

“ Yet, twice before have we met. ”

“ I have a good memory for faces, but fail
to recall yours.”

“Do you recall charging into an Indian
camp ﬁve years ago and saving a man from
bein tortured to death by his red captors?”

“ t was at night, in the Platte Valley,
and the man was a sergeant of cavalry who
had been captured f"

“Yes; you saw that a white man was
doomed to death, and you took the chances,
though alone. of saving him.”

“ I remember; but I never saw him after,
for when I cut his bonds he sprung upon an
Indian gray. as I bade him to do, and, in
the darkness, we became separated, but I
learned afterward that he was bearingim-
portant dispatches and got through with
them in safety "

“I was that man, Buffalo Bill. "

“ Indeed? But, you are not a soldier
now.”

“ No. I am a vagabond."

“Better have remained in the army. I
hate to see a United States soldier in bad
luckI.”l f

“ e t the army for a purpose.”

“ Well. comrade, what can I do for you,
now. in your extremity i"

"Itold you that we had met twice be-
fore?"

. Where was our second meeting?”

” I told you that I had left the army for a
purpose?‘

” Yes.” And Buﬂalo Bill seemed to feel
that the man's mind was wandering.

“ That purpose was but half ful lied." g

“I am sorry, if the purpose was an
honest one.”

Biiil’ have a legacy to leave you, Buffalo

The scout smiled sadly, for again he felt
that the mind of the dyin man was wander-
ing. What legacy coul a self-confessed
vagahond of the lains leave to any one?

“ Yes. I shal leave you a. legacy,,
Buffalo Bill, and it is a duty for you to do;
a command which you must obey, from a
dyin man.” I
“ will do what I can, comrade, to
out any proper wish you may have; 1 would
not re use that to a foe; and you having
been a soldier, have a strong claim upon
me.” ‘

" I have a yet stron er claim upon you.”

" Ah! what is it?” g

"I told you that we had met twice be-
fore?” .

“Yea.”

“ You see me dying here?"

“ Yes, and I am sorry indeed."

“ Do you know the cause i”

"Yhu do not a pear to have been ill
Were you wound "'

“ Yes; a bullet is killing me for the doc~
tor told me half an hour a that there was
, that [had but a ew hours to live.
at, while my mind remained clear I
must make any statement I wished as to who
had been In enemy, who: had given me my
death-won .”‘

 
‘f I am ve sorry foayou, and if you wish‘
totals mew shot you and the circum-
stances, twill do what i can to ﬁnd the
mm ,,. . . .. .

"I have found him. I, know, him well,

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now, though I did not, when he gave me
this wound. ‘

“ lie is safe, Buffalo Bill."

“Then you killed him?"

“ Oh, no, not that, but, he will not es-
cape.

“When the doctor told me I must die, I
made him swear to me, by the love he bore
his mother, that he was telling me the
truth.”

“Yes, he told you the truth,
I can see that much plainly enou

“Yes, he told me how the bu let had cut
its way, and then swore that I must die, that
the wound would prove fatal within a few
hours.

“ When told that, I sent for you, Buffalo
Bill.”

“ And now tell me what I can do for
you?”

“Will you do it?" .

“ If it is in my power to do so, yes.”

“ I thank you, and I appeal to you to do as
you say—appeal by a claim I have on you
of which you do not yet know.”

“That of humanity is enou h."

“For a man like you, es; ut there must
be no mistake in this, or you must carry
out the duty I leave to you, because it is a
,sacred legacy—the le acy‘bf a dying man to
the one who took his ife."

“ My God! what do on mean?”

“ Just what I say, uiIalo Bill—that you
laced me here, your hand sent this bullet
ate my body and—hold! Ido not blame

you; not a word of censure do I utter, for it
was all through my own not.

"I told on that we had met a second
time, and 1 lat other time was last night.

“ I was almost moneyless, a Vagabond, and
I wanted to prosecute my search for one I
sought to ﬁnd.

“ I saw you coming, and [ determined to
kill you, to get your horse, your weapons,
and your money.

“ So I crouched down by the trail and
ﬁred on you—there, I see where the bullet
cut through your hat. Thank God it was
not through your heart.

“ Your horse sprun
but you ﬁred at me, an the
my body. ~

“ I fled from the scene, and came to this
cam . The doctor tried hard to save me,
but he cannot, and so I sent for you, Buﬂalo
Bill, to leave to you a legacy, a vagabond's
legacy.”

Boer pard;

n
s

away at my shot,
bullet is here in

 
CHAPTER 11.
BUFFALO BILL’s LEGACY.

BUFFALO BILL gazed upon the dying man,
as he lay upon a bed of blankets before him,
with a look of intense pity in his eyes. '

The surroundi s were rough and dreary
in the extreme, or the scene lay in the
mountain country in Colorado, at a time

‘when bold pion era, the army and the wild
following that hovers about advancing civili-
zation. a one had found a foothold there.

But!an Bill—W. F. Cody, Chief of Scouts
—was there in the discharge of duty. scout-
in , dispatch bearing, and with an eye upon
ev l-doers as a Government officer.

He had arrived in that wild camp late the
hi t before. had been ﬁred at from ambush,
he returned the shot, had ridden onto the
log cabin tavern, and, earl in the morning,
had been calleli‘from his b anket couch to he
told that 'n man who lay at death's door
wished to ,sv-e him.  ..,.

He havl quickly. hastened to him, to'ﬁnd in
a miner’s cabin the dying man whose confes-
sion has just been related, that the scout’s
own bullet had placed him there.

The two miners who had taken the wound-
ed man into their cabin 'and sent ‘for the
camp doctor, knew him only as as a wander-
ing vagabond who had been some weeks in
the mines, friendleas‘ apparently moneyless,
refusing to work, but roving aboutas though
he was searching for some one. as though he

had a purpose in view, and bearing every ap-

pearance of having-been a gentleman.

Wounded and suffering as he cam a, in the
night, to their cabin door, the two miners
had- cared, for him as best they could.

When told that he must die. when he had
made the doctor takeI oath to his being
'mortally wounded. he had said:

“ Go to the tavern. and you will ﬁnd there

Buffalo Bill’s Death—Deal.

 
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“Tell him to come to see a man who has
but a few hours to live.”

The message was delivered; the scout
quickly responded; the doctor and the two
miners retired from the cabin and the dying
va bond and Buffalo Bill were left alone.

uch was the scene; such the cause of their -

third meeting.
“My poor man, I am sorry indeed that

mfy hand has been the one to send you out of - I
ll e.

“I came here under orders, was ﬁred
upon, returned the shot, and as my horse
was hard to check, rode on, not knowln
that my return shot, ﬁred at random, he
done any harm."

“ It has done no harm.
moved from life one who were best in the

rave. now that another will make amends
or a wrong, will carry out the pu ose the
d log man has in vew, for you ave so
p ed ed yourself.”

“ o the extent of my power to do so, if,
as I say, the commission is a just one.”

“It is so and you can fulﬁll the pledge,
for you are great, powerful, while I was but
a poor unknown wanderer—a vagabond; I
have a legacy to leave.

“ Here,take from about my waist my belt
——therel oh! how I hate to show on that
every move causes me pain, for read in
your ﬁne face that you suﬁer, too.”

. “Could I do otherwise, if there was any
manhood in me, than feel for the sufferln
of another, even though I had not dealt t e
blow that caused it?’

“ You are human, though your rofeasion
is to slay. as mine was, when a soldier.

“ You have the belt, but it contains only
a few pieces of gold, put away for a rainy
day. when I could not be my way, or get
food, or kill and rob, for have done both
in the prosecution of my purpose."

“1 am sorry to hear that, but it is not for
me to reproach you now."

“ You are kind, Buﬂalo Bill, as I felt sure
you would be, for I am familiar with your
record, 1 know all that you are.

“Did I not I would not trust you now as
I do, with the legac I leave. you. -

“ As to the few p seen of gold in my belt,
give them to some r wretch such as I, or
spend them in plac ng me in the grave.

“ There are papers, also, as you see, in the
belt, with aminiature set in gold, a ring, and
other trinkets."

"Yes, and very valuable I should say,’for .

this minatur is set with precious stones.”

" Were I s rving. I would not have part-
ed with lt—there is a piece of aperpasted
over the face. you see, and anal: r over the
gold back, hiding the name. " ' i

“ Yes, I notice that. " ‘

“ I dared not look at the face or the name
againv—I may have to look in those eyes
some day in the Spirit Land—who know”

“ But those papers in‘your hand!”

“ Yes, I have them?” _

“ The one unsealed read when. I em f0“.
That will tell you all, who I am. W1!“ am.
what you are to do—that is the legacy I
leave to you, Buﬂalo Bill—hark! some one
ﬁled my name distinctly—did you not hear
, .

“ No, not" and the scout tenderly 0133M ‘

the hand of the d ing man.
" Put those th ngs safely any.” came.
after a few minutes.

The seout did so, while tho?wounded men's  “

eyes watched him closely.

When he had 3placed the belt around his .

own waist, he ag n clasped the hand of the
death-stricken vagabond, who said faintly:
“ You must keep your pledge to me.

" I will.” .

“Hark! A aln th recalling me!" .

A moment aIter thgydgctor looked into the
cabin door, and Buffalo‘ Bill beckoned to

him to enter.

‘ He came in with the two miners. and said:
“ He cannot last long. The end is near.”
" Did he tell you who killed him?

“ Yes; I know all."
“ He is one.” -
Buffalo

the  and sa‘ild: g! m I

“ wi a'a ex nses,so '6 m 0'
decent burlEl,’ ards."pe
“ Will you ‘ there—ea , in a couple 0‘

a horseman who came into the camps last hours?" “Red One of the 1!: here.

night. . - .

“Yes; I will be there.”

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CHAPTER 111.

some CHARACTERS 0F GRIZZLY GULCH.

LEAVING the miner's cabin, wherein lay the
body of the dead va abond, Buﬂ’alo Bill re-
turned to Grizzly ulch, as the mining
camp proper was called, and which was
situated in the very wilds of the Rocky
Mountains.

It was a typical mining settlement of those
times, twenty-ﬁve years ago, with all that
that meant, so no more need be said in ex-
ex lanation of the localit .

f its half a thousand, souls much might
be written, but with a few only has this
story to deal. '

The “ Hotel” was a large log cabin, with
bar, gambling saloon, oﬂlce, dining~room and
kitchen below, and the open dormitory and
afew alleged “sleeping rooms " above.

As only a board floor was between the
carousers below and the would-be sleepers
above, it can well be understood that the
“Crows’ Roost” was not a very desirable
place for a tired traveler to put up, as far as
accommodation went, though the table was
supplied with “the best to be had," which
was all right for a very hungry man, but not
for one with epicurean tastes. ‘

As was usual in. frontier camps, the land-
lord of the Crows' Roost, was a man of posi.
tion and inﬂuence, akind of multum in parse
individual, who owned a store, the coach line,
gambling saloon and a stable of horses.

He was magistrate, postmaster, Express-
agent and deputy marshal as well, and
though somethin of a “ hard citizen ” himself
when occasion, n his opinion, demanded
that he should be, he Was accordingly re-
spected, feared and shunned by those who
were of larger caliber in wickedness than
himself.

If “Captain John," for so he was called,
felt that it was the good of Grizzly Gulch to
remove a wayward brother from the camp,
he would quickl find some charge upon
which to arrest h m, and he beiiig the con-
stable would take him in hand; as magis-
trate he would try him, and the verdict be-
ing guilty, he would han him; after which,
ascoroner, he would “sit on the cor ,”
and send it to the grave with “ by the aw's
will” tacked upon the cofﬁn—which last
he, “Captain John,” would furnish for a
consideration.

A mild-mannered man was Captain John,
clean shaveu. always dressed in'black, look-
ing a cross between an itinerant parson and
a city undertaker, while his belt of arms
was always concealed beneath his long-tailed
frock cost, which, for convenience, had only
the top button fastened, so that he could
readily get at his weapons when needed.

He wore his hair long, and well kept, a
high hat with crepe around it in memory of
some one, no person dared ask him who, and
his gold spectacles gave him a scholarly look,

et concealed a pair of eyes that were small,
like, black as night and as piercing as
an eagle's.

Captain John was always generous to one
in distress. but those who were not in dis-
tress in some way did the paying for all such
bursts of generosity on his part.

A man of splendid physique, great stren th
and cat-like quickness, he always did is
own “ bouncing." and was not afraid of any

rson or anything, and the people knew

t.

‘One, of the day boarders at the Crows'
Roost. but who had his cabin and ofﬁce some
distance 01!. was the "medicine man "of the
camp, as he was more frequently called,
2:; who had out a neat little sign that

“ Encarta Doneuss, ’
“ Physician andﬁurgwn."

Doctor Douglass was a man of skill in his

feasion, was ever ready to lend a helping
ad, but his nature was intrepid; he was
He dressed well,

Would have been very quickly sat upon by
the roughs if he had not shown that he could
take care of himself when occasion re-
quired. .

If he carried arms no one saw where they

' were hidden, and yet he was known to be a

' 7 dead shot, and when im

u on now and

then, he had forced suc troub e seekers to

 Come out squarely and meet him, and a

1  couple of examples which he had made had

 
woii for him the respect, if not the affection
of the rough and tough element.

Like Captain John, a poor man he neVer
charged, but one with money had to pay
well for his services, and in his attendance
upon the two, rich and poor, no one could
see any difference.

A handsome man too, was Dr. Douglass—-
a gentleman, quiet and with no intimate
friend in the camp; so he seemed out of
place in Grizzly Gulch, and thinking men
wondered wh such a man “hid his light
under a bushe ,” as it were, in such a wild
and undesirable lace.

But, Eugene ouglass gave no explana-
tion of why he had come to the frontier to
practice medicine and surgery, for “gun-
shot wounds ” in that community soon be-
came his “ specialt .”

The two stage- rivers who came in and
left Grizzly Gulch once each week upon
different trails, were men not to overlook,
one being Lou Loring, “a man with a
record,” and the other Nervy Nat Hut-
chins.

These two drivers knew their duty and
did it, while they were not fellows to triﬂe
with, either upon the trail or when oﬁ duty
in camp. ,

It was the ‘. day of arrival for the two
coaches, the one from the eastward, the
other from the west, and when Buﬂaio Bill,
after leavin the dead vagabond, went up to
the Crows’ ost, he was greeted by both
Nervy Nat and Lou Loring, who knew him
yell], and were making their report to Captain
0 n. a ‘ .

CHAPTER IV.
THE ansrnrmsn vsesnom).

“ WELL. Loring, how oes it on the s
trail?" asked Buffalo BiiI of the driver w 0
had last greeted him.

“I was just telling Captain John that I
war held up on this run in to Grizzly
Gulch. ”

" No; and robbed ?”

"No, not robbed.”

“ You escaped them, then, with your usual
good luck, Lou 2”

“I escaped being robbed, Bill, and there
was but one man who held me up."

“ There were others near.”

" No, only one, and his motive was not
robbery, at least, he did no want gold, did
not ask for it, even.”

“ A strange road-agent, certain] .”

“The strangest I ever saw, Bll. Iwas
just telling Captain John about it when you
came up, and I’ll teilNyou, too, for it is the
same experience that ervy Nat here had on
his run out, and by the same man, though
he held Nat up ﬁfty miles from where I was
halted.”

“ I wish you would tell me, Lou, and I
would like to hear Nat's story as well.”

“ Well, Bill, it was at the crossing of Black
Water Creek, ten miles from here, and my
horses were drinking, when I saw a man
guiet ierise up from behind arock, just where

ake oyle’s grave is, you know, and he
called out in the polth way possible, and
with a strong accent: ,

“ ‘Don't move, mine frint, for I vas haf
you covered pretty quick.’

" Well, he did have me covered dpretty
nick. I had the reins in my han s and
idn’t move, but just looked at him and con-

tinued: a

“ ‘ Well, Dutchy, what you want?’

“‘I vauts a man who vas known as te
Vagabond Gentlemans—vas he mit you,
mine frint?’

" I told him that I was alone, that I did
not know the Vagabond Gentleman, or the
particular one to whom he referred, though
there were a number of that kind out in this
country, and asked him what in re he want-
ed, an ever sopoiite, he answe ;

" ‘I don’t vant noddings else; you can
drive on, mine frint.’

“ Well, I drove on, while he stood watchin
me, his riﬂe covering me until I was out o
sight." I

“ Well, he is a user one.

"But. describe im, Lou."

“ He is a tall man, broad-shouldered, with
long, iron- gray hair; and beard falling to his
belt. If he is nuts Jew he lcoks it.” ,«
“Hog was be dressed?”

u

 
” In ckskin. from moccasins to cap.”
“And armed ?"

 
“ With a repeating riﬂe and belt of arms."

“ Mounted '2”

“ I did not see any horse.”

“ Now, Nervy Nat, you, too, were held
up?"

“ Yas, Bill, I was, and by that same Jew
in buckskin.”

“ When was this?”

“ On my run out two days ago."

“ Where i"

“ At the Pink Cliﬁs, forty miles from here,
and, strange to say, right on Jesse Wild’s

ve, fer the feller were standin' on it when

seen him, with his riﬂe a-coverin’ me. "

“ What did he say to you?"

“ Now, Bill, I don’t talk good English, as
I well knows, an’ 1 can’t tarn what I does
say inter that Jew lingo, like Lou kin. but
he said about ther same ter me.”

“ Did not rob you i”

“ Nota dollar did he ask fer.”

“ But wanted to ﬁnd the Gentleman Vaga-
bond 2"

" Yes, that’s ther man he wanted, whoever

Buffalo Bill was silent for a moment and
then said:

“Captain John, it is a coincidence, but I i

came here to Grizzly Gulch to ask ou to
watch for just the man Lou and at de-
scribe; a person dressed in buckskin, with
long iron-gray hair and heard, tall form. and
who has halted the coaches, ingoing and out-
going, on several of the trai s to the forts
and camps.

“He has never robbed one of them, is
always alone, but his stran actions have
caused General Burr to sen me out to get
some clue as to who and what he is,» and that
is why I came here—to know if you had
heard of him."

“Not until the boys just told me of him,
Cody, for he is a new one on me, than h
perhaps I can spot the Vagabond Gent e-
man he is in search of,” answered (kptain

John. ~
this Vagabond Gentleman,

“A man who has been in and out of the
gulch the past month or two, and who would
not work, saying that he had not been
brought up to toil, but was a gentleman
thou h atramp. V

" be boys took a fancyto him, for he
sung well, played the uitar, recited for their
amusement and coal entertain them well

when in the humor to do so, and they helped ‘

him, be living about the camps anywhere
and everywhere.”

“ What was the man's name?"

"I never knew more than that he was

called Tramp, and spoken of as the Million- ‘

aire Beg er and Gentleman Vagabond."

“ I th nk the man you refer to was shot
last night. and now lies dead in the cabin of
the two miners known as the Brewer Boys,
for I just came from there, as I was sent for
by the poor fellow when the doctor told him
he must die. ,

“He is to be buried soon, and I will go to
breakfast now and then attend the funeral."

HWhy, I heard nothing of this murder,
an —"

“ Hold on just there, Captain John, for
the man was not murdered as I happen to
know.”

“ Yet, as the ma ‘ irate, coroner and
keeper of the place of rizzly Gulch, I must
sit on the case and 1earn.al about it, you
know.” ‘

“All right. As the lips of the'dead man
are sealed you will have to come to me for
what information you maywish to get in
yourkftriple capacity. Now I am going to

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set. ‘
And Buffalo Bill passed on into the break-
fast-room, the two drivers accompanying
him, while Captain John hastened over to

the cabin of the Brewer Boys. for‘if there '

was any fee to be made out of the death of
thechintleman Vagabond he was the one to
ma e t.

 
CHAPTER v.
A SERIOUS CHARGE.

CmamJomt ran Grizzl Gulch, as he

said, as a peaceful town shou d be run—that ,

is, with ﬁnes for misdeeds of minor nature,
death for crimes of any in nitude. and this

meant coroner’s fees, bur is and other '

sources of income,all of wh ch were divided
by the few men whoweie “ the ring.” __ '

 
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Buffalo Bill’s Death-Deal.

 
He had had his breakfast, and when the
others wentin to get theirs, he hastened away
to the cabin of the Brewor Boys.

He ound that the body of the Gentleman
Vagabond had been decently laid out, in a
new suit of clothes, boots, for to bury a
man there without boots would not be proper,
and a hat.

As Buffalo Bill had said that he would pay
“ necessities.”
A cofﬁn had been ordered also, and, as

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clothes had been bought, and the carpenter
shop that supplied what was facetiously call—
ed the “wooden overcoat,” he saw proﬁt to
himself in what had already been done.

But, the coroner's fee must be added, and
he at once began to question the Brewers as
to the death of the man, and having learned
that he had come to the cabin in a dying con-
dition, that they and sent for the doctor,
who, in turn, had sent for Buffalo Bill, Cap-
tain John at once decided that it was a case
for a “jury” to sit on, and went off to look
up half a dozen men.

A crowd sobn gathered at the Brewer
cabin; six men were polled ss jurors, and
the Brewer Boys repeated before them what
they had told Captain John, who, having
done that which would give him his fee, was
content with the verdict to the effect:

“That the corpse, name unknown, had
died by a bullet wound inﬂicted by hand
unknown.” -

Just as this had been rendered. a. man
step ed into the cabin and cried:

“ charge the Government scout, Buffalo
Bill, with murdering that man!"

All started at this.

Even Captain John was amazed, while
several voices said:

“ It’s a lie l”

The man who made this serious charge
was a miner and was known to be working
s rich claim.

That he called himself Dave Donovan,
and'wss considered to he s dangerous man
to triﬂe with, was all that was known of
him.
“At ther
tor say I lies,
wss replied.

Then, in response to Captain John's de-
mand . that ~ he should tell what he knew
:33“ the killing of the man before them, he

 
groper time, if any man wants
a can do so, and besnswer ,”

" It was last night; when i had started to
my lower claim, that I seen s man on horse-
bsck talking in the trail to one on foot,
and I lay low, not wishing fem to see me.

V, "Thor mounted man were Buﬂslo Bill

, ther man on foot were thet corpse ther, and

ther latter were threatenin’ somethin' that

he’d tell on ther scout, when, all of a sudden.

,  I- seen a ﬂash, a revolver was ﬁred, and
" ' . away dashed ther horseman on toward
camp, leavin’ ther other fellow lyin’ in ther

' w tn . I ~
 I “ As I'didn't want ter be know'd in it, I
4 «went on to my claim. and jist
* when I heard Buffalo Bill tell on is story,
  Csp’n John, so I accuse him 0 ther murder
"  I . of ther vsgsbond ent.”
 = All wer sston shed at this, sndeaptsin
’ , John at o co said he would arrest Buffalo
Bill and bring him there to answer.
j ;“And then hang him, for he shouldn’t
escspeif he be a scout,” insisted Dave
 a 'Dongvsn savagely: and others echoed his
  war 8. . .
  I in ten minutes Captain John wss back
   'withhis prisoner, whom he had found in
-’ " " the drivers' cabin talking with them.
. ' v “ [I'll go with on. Captain John, but put
 those irons u’ . or if you sttemptto plsce
I them on me ’11 kill you," said the scout,

 
‘  'he was not ironed; but went with,

 - Cs in John, Nervy Nut and Lou Loring'

t 1 v folyi ing in utter amazement, the former
  :v" ‘ . d'

 )‘ "15s 3 lie~ sg’in' him, for somebody as is

. afraid of him wants tsr'downhim, Lou, and
 himthrou h."~ ~ ’ I

lie,

"fﬁie‘nhetwe will. st," was the rep
Wbroughtipsfore the corpse, the
he v‘keomblned ms istrste and” \corgner,
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all expenses, these things had been purchased ,

Captain John owned the store where the

at back ‘

Cody was asked what he had to say, he re ' turned from the scene, Buffalo Bill went up

plied calmly:
“ In the ﬁrst place that man lies, for some
purpose of his own, for I did not meet the

man lying dead there in the trail, or have a : perhaps my life; but I did not know that the

word with him.
“ I was ﬁred upon from ambush, I return-

wounded my foe, until one of those miners
3 came to the Crows’ Boost for me this morning
‘ early, and when I returned I found a dying
man.

"' lie wished to make a confession to me;
said he had recognized me by the ﬂash of the
revolvers. and stated that my bullet had
: given him his death wound. Not knowing
i before he shot, who I was, he had sought to
rob me, take my horse and go his way

“ Here is where his bullet cut through my
hat, and when I had heard his story and saw
who he was, I having known him when he
was a soldier, I remained b him until he
died and told these men that would pay all
expenses of his burial.”

“ Yes, cap’n, thar was two shots ﬁred, for
I heerd them,” called out a miner, while
others were in favor of believing the story
told by' Dave Donovan against the scout,
eSpecially as the latter had confessed to hav-
ing met the Gentleman Vagabond before.

“I says he’s guilty, as ther testimony
shows, and if ther jury don'tso find him,
they’ll hev ter answer ter us,” cried Dave
Donovan. I

That his words were approved was shown
by the cheers that greeted them on all sides.

CHAPTER VI.
HELD UP ON THE TRAIL.

I'r began to certainly look dark for Buffalo
Bill at this stsge of the roceedings, for
Captain John had ssid noth ng yet to favor
him, while the jar would decide to meet the
popular will, for ear of their own safety.

Captain John was so inﬂuenced, also, as he
wished to keep up his popularity, yet he
knew that he must go slow where a Govern-
ment ofﬁcer wss concerned, and was one of
Buffalo Bill’s reputation, especially. .

As for the crowd, they were dead set
against any ofﬁcer of the law, and would as
soon, if not sooner, hang Buffalo Bill as any
man in the camps, and that was the way the
tide was setting with that wild, desperate lot
of men.

. - But, just then, a stern voice spoke out:’

“ Let me pass here, for this is infamous, to
accuse that splendid fellow!" ‘

The crowd gave way, and Doctor Eugene
Douglass stepped before the {dry and Captain
John, and s _ e in tomato ve their mean-
ing unmista en: ' .

“If justice was wanted here, why was this
trial being held while I, the one who attended
that man, was not sent for as a witness?"

" I didn’t know you oonldrtell anything
about the shooting, Doc,” slanted Captain
John,lunessily. . » ‘1

“ I can tell everything, for the d log man
told me that he sought to kill on not rob
Scout Cody and asked meta send after him,
and I did so.”

“Hessid thst he hsd aooni‘ession to make,
to him. if I was sure he would die, and the
Brewer Bo and I know that he did make
snchs con esslon,and this trumped up charge
sgsinst Buﬂslq Bill is done by those who
fear him as s, Goﬁrnment oihcerland wish to
see him hangedr'f‘gnlity or not guilt .

“ You; Captain John, should not sve tole
rated this outrage for a minute.”

“ rpon the testimony of Doctor Dou lass
tbsp sonar is released.” cried Captain John
I quickly, for he was evidently alarmed at the
hold stand taken by the fesriess medicine:

man. ' , x -

The tickle (3de at once cheered the “ ver-
dict,’,’ and many called upon Dave Donovan,
but he had already dissp ‘ - ‘

rhhvs the funeral then. ..

The body wss placed in the unpainted pins
bo,x, pail-bearers were easily found. sad the
procession was at once formed to ate the

“in :10“. Dower Douglass and the two.
stree- drivers heading 'the pm .u.

 
and . j body,  ,grsve wss‘vﬂliedi

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‘ = x  io'pested the burial scum over,
Estimating.

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grave, half; a mile distant, Bnﬂslow ilerspi ‘

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ed the shot at random, in the dark; rode on,  that if you had shot him you had but done
and did not know that my bullet had even ; your duty.”

pear . .
The coffin having arrived, it wss decided to '

 
to Eugene Douglass and said:
“Doctor, let me thank you for your kind-
ness in my behalf, for it saVed bloodshed,

man had told you his story.”
“ He had not, but I knew enough to feel

“Then he said nothing to you as to who
had shot him, and why?”

“Not a word.”

“And you-”

“ Simply lied, that was all, and I consider
that I did my duty, for I saw that there was
an element in the crowd against you, that
they awed the so-called jury, and even Cap-
tain John dared not oppose them on the
testimony given. That they meant to han
you I well enough understood so Isteppe
1n.”

“ Doctor, we are friends for life,” said
Buffalo Bill impressively, and the two men
clasped hands.

Going on to the Crows’ Roost Buffalo Bill
had dinner, then called Nervy Nat and Lou
Loring to meet him in Captain John’s ofﬁce,
where the four talked over the strange hold-
ups of the coaches by the mysterious persons
age known as the Wanderin Jew.

“I will go and try and p ck up his trail,
but let me simply suggest to you. Captain
J ohn. that when you he the power tocharge
me this morning, had you done so upon such
evidence, you and yOllI' whole camp would
have found that there were men enough to
avenge me; so go a little slow in future »
when a Government omeer is the one sc- , .
cused.

“ Now let me know what I owe for that
poor fellow's funeral expenses?"

“ We’ll call it square, as I made a mistake
I freely admit."

“ No, sir; I shall pay the bill,”snd Buﬂslo
Bill did so, after which he mounted his horse
and rode away from Grizzly Gulch, con-
siderably impressed by his experience there. 3,, 

He was nearing the spot where the Wsn- ' 2f ,1
dering Jew had last been seen, and twilight v
was coming on, so he made up his mind to 
camp unti the morrow, when suddenly he "a;  .
saw a part of horsemen ride out of s thicket : 
on his rig . “

They were five in number, but suspecting
no danger he never swerved from his psth.

In a few minutes they were close it n
him, when, ss he was shout to speak p e»
sandy, the leader. called out: , ’

“ on are Buﬂslo Bill are you not 2”

“ I am " ,

" Then I arrest you as the murderer of s
msin known as the Wandering Jew—Hands
u 1’

With the words the leader held his bowie4
knife close to the body of Buffalo Bill. -

CHAPTER VII.
A sURPRIsmo REVELATION. _ .- 

Tm words of the leader of the hersemen’ ~.’j:'
fell with startling suddenness'u n Bnﬂslo  
Bill’s hearing for he had. on, cipstsd ,no ‘
trouble from that quarter. ’ t '  5

Then, too, the ehsr , that he wss‘ the
murderer of the Wan erin Jew, s mys4
terious individual whom he sd never seen,
yet one whose trailahe was even then.in
search of, was enough: to surprise, if not
startle him. a j ,1

At ﬁrst he had believed the dye horsemen
to be troopers; then he noti that they
were not in uniform. and hsd concluded 
the were miners, whentbeysounexpectedly? ‘ ,,; I
made their charge of murder. . ' ‘7 .  

Sudden as it . all was. the scont’s‘ﬂm_,~. .- -,
thought and impulse was to resist, bdt, the"  
four followers-of the accuser were withins  . 
fest paces of him, each with a cooked revels ',  
verin his hand.  ‘j  ,‘

Resistance under such circumstances was ’  
the height: of ‘ rsshness, so Cody calmly ' w
asked: ,t , . .

*‘Whosreyoul” .  .

“Regulators in this land of lawlessneps,”- ' t
wasthereply. .. 1  ‘_ j .

H The Army is the Law out here,'snd first
alone I scknowlod e.” 
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I‘ .“ What is your wish?" .
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F. Cody Anything more to ask?"

“Where are you just from ‘2"

“ Grizzly Gulch mining-camp."

“ Where were you going?”

Buﬁalo Bill hesitated a moment as to what
to say, but then answurml boldly:

"iwas starting on the trail of the very

‘ man whom you just now accused me of
m urderin g. "

"That is nonsense for he is dead."

I “it is the truth; but tell me who and
what is this man you have called the Wan-
dering Jew?”

“ Do you pretend not to know ?"

“ I do not know."

“Then why did you say. a moment ago,
that you were starting upon his trail when
We came upon you?”

“That is true, for I was ordered by Gen-
eral Burr, of Fort Platte, to go to Grizzly
Gulchsand ﬁnd the man, or learn all I could
about him.”

“ And why 7”

“I will answer your question, though I
consider it none of your business.

“It was because he had been holding up
«inches of late on several trails, and though
not robbing them, General Burr wishes to
know his motive, or if his acts are those of a
madman.” ‘

“ And what did you learn at Grizzly
Gulch?”

f‘That he had held up the coaches out of
that camp.

" end so you followed him and murdered

 
“You list I am not one to murder any

“ Yet he is dead.”
“ Of that I know nothing.”
. " Do you say that, when on were arrested
fora murder in Grizzly Gu ch, tried in mock
fashion and set free. after which you boldly
attended the burial of the man you had
killed?" . ,
Buﬁalo Bill was silent for full a minute.
He had become indignant at the charge
against him, and had fearlessly branded it
_ as a lie.
w  Now he saw that his accusers were speak-
in of a diﬁerent man than the one he had in
ad, and his thoughts were busy before he
1’ ;‘ ﬁsh/bum made answer.
’ ' ' Atiength he responded:
f , " See here, this is a case of ﬁve to one, and
 in an ._ argument against such odds i would
.i-Qget t eworst of it; but, asI am accused,
‘. ;= ;;’ and held at a disadvanta e, I will explain
  as best I can, for see that you are
‘  on the Wron trail.” -
‘ “ How is t t?"
" You accuse the of murdering one called
e‘. 7irlYandei-ing Jew l”
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..."‘ He is a person I never met, but was in-
tending to trail when oul'came upon me.”
, ‘f‘Yet you were at is burial to-day, and
., ffwas charged in Grizzly Gulch with murder-
‘ ﬂing him.’
A T ffYou are away off, there, for the man I
awa‘s‘aecnsed ofmurderlng, by some fellow
 had a laid e egalnst me, and hence
.lied,Idid kl ,an —- . ,
‘ ’3“?- You admit the murder then?"
fifties here, I don’t like your terms, so be
maggcareful in your choice of words. V
‘t, Lﬂdikilled him, and to shoota mania
"self-defense is not murder.‘ 
., : “I was on my way into Grizzly Gulch
 last night, was ﬁred at from ambush. the
». ;.ballet cutting .this hole in my hat, which
‘*  can seeby the moonlight,’ and my fright-
"ed ‘horse bounded off with me. thou hI
fed ope shot in .the directionof the ﬁas .
3-1 kept ontto Grizzly Gulch; ,was sent for
down this morning toxsee a dying man,
found‘w been old soldier: my run-
, , "shiat‘had doneite work. » ..
,   "He had recognized monitor he had ﬁred:
‘ has he sou ht shelter in a cabin, and be-
ghqdied e wished to aakme to do a
i'} uty for him." ' ’

  
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Bu_ﬁ"alo Bill’sI‘IDeath-Degal. ‘

was none other than the \V'andcring Jew
Road-A gent.

But an instant's thoughtconvinced him that
such could not possibly be the case, and with
a light laugh, be said:

" Why, stranger, youare clear off the trail,
for it was positively no such thing.”

“ We’ll argue that later, and not here.”

“ Come, men, we’ll seek a camp, and then
get at. the truth. for this man must suffer the
penalty of his crime.”

With this the party started on, Buffalo
Bill riding by the side of the leader, while
two of the men were in advance, two in the
rear.

Escape under such circumstances was im-
possible, yet, as though knowing the daring
character of his prisoner, the spokesman or
chief held the rein of the scout’s horse in his
hand.

Coming to a clump of timber, leaﬂess and
charred, rom having been swept by a ﬁre
some time before, the party halted not far
from where a spring bubbled up from the
earth.

The horses were not staked out, as Buffalo
Bill had supposed they would be. The men
merely dismounted and surrounded him. for
he had leaped from his saddle and stood
before them, utterly defenseless, as his belt
of arms had been removed.

“Now, Buﬂalo Bill, we know you, know
your gallant record, and that you are chief
of scouts at Fort Platte.

“ But we also hold power. We are a band
who regulates this wild conntry, and act' as
best suits our purpose.

“We oﬂer you no ex lanation other than

to say that on have en arrested by us
for the mu er of one known as the Wander~
ing Jew.

“ Who be was, or what he was, concerns us,
not you. By your own confession you shot
the man known to us as the Wandering Jew,
and he gave to you a dyingrequest of a duty
you were to perform for him.

“ Did you accept the trust?”

“I did." '

“We know that you attended the burial
of the man you killed, that you paid all the
expenses; and we are also aware, from 'your
own words, that you were now bound u u
what you were pleased to term the trai of
the Wandering Jew, but which we are cer-
tain was noth ng else than to carry out the
Pinion bequeathed to you by him, to per-

orm.: '

“ It is false.”

“ So you as .”

" And so repeat. It is utterly false, as
is the fact that the man who ﬁred on me, and
whom my random shot killed, was the mys-
terious road-agent you call .the Wandering
Jew, and I, can prove it.” ,

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“ By both Lou Loringand Nervy list, the
stage-drivers at Grizzly Gulch." \ *

“ They are not here." ,

“ They are at GdzzlyiBGulch.” .

“ What proof have t y!" " i

“ Simplyy that the were held up ﬁfty
miles apart by this anderin-g Jew, one at
Black Water Creek, "and the last was halted ,

, while the Gentleman Vagabond was dying in 1

the cabin of the Brewer Boys."

These words seemed tolcreete a sensation,
for the ﬁve men step ’ apart. and oonversed
together for a few in also. ‘ ' t
Then they surrounded the scout who had
cooll awaited their pleasure.” .

,“ t is not for us to try you. Buﬂalo Bill,
but our dnt is to arrest and-.be sure you
shall be be for trial. if guilty its accused. _

"You make a statement greatly in your
favor if true. but which» ‘we doubt. - .' » -

“When we leave you to the judges w .,
are to try you. they must decide upon yo ,r
guilt or innocenoei” . _, ‘ v

“ And who a they. or .
hold me for pro .ecting mysel , even though '
I‘killed a score of frontier desperation?" -

"You will know who;we ‘are. or at least

 __  ' u that we have power topunish guilt; if ,we
All that man was the Wandering Jew," ﬁnd or; guilty. ‘ - - ’-
n‘lagasnsiesder, sternly. , '  , " ow telime what mission at wasthat the
‘  _ "a, ,v: . v, y - ' dyin hula; 1m til; you todo?" - ,,
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“Twenty dollars in gold, only.”

“ Where is it, or did you defray his funeral
expensos with it?"

“ I did not, for I paid the expenses out of
my own pocket."

“ Where is the money then 7"

“ In his belt."

“ Where is that belt?”

“ Sate.”

“ Where do you mean ‘2”

“ Where you will 'not get it..”

" You have intrusted it to another?”

“ I put it away where it would be safe, for
from my treatment by a few of the hard
citizens of Grizzly Gu ch Isupposed I might
be held up on m trail. to see if the Gentle-
man Vagabond id not leave a fortune.”

“ Did he leave any papers?"

“ He did.”.

“ Where are they ‘2"

“In the hidden belt.”

“You will either have to surrender that
belt or die,” was the emphatic rejoinder by
the leader of the ﬁve captors of the scout.

 
CHAPTER IX.
'rnn REFUSAL.

Evanv eye was upon Buffalo Bill, as the
leader uttr red the fatefull words. .,

But, there‘ was no fiinching, no start of
alarm; the scout stood calm and. unmoved,
surrounded by his accusers.

The moon had now risen well above the
horizon and at its full, fell brightly upon the

rou .
g thdstly looked the trees behind them;
deathlike silence and solitude rested upon
the plains before them,- and the scene was
weird and impressive. \

In answer to the last words of the leader,
Buﬁalo Bill remarked in a tone of sar~
casm:

“ Then you lied awhile since when you
said I was to be tried by others, for you are
my judges.” <

“ No; wexwill leave you to others, if you
refuse to surrender that belt with papers in
it. The gold we do not care for as it is
so small a sum, but the papers we must have. ,
at any cost.”

“Oh, you are millionaire footpads, road-
agents seeking onl papers that tell of rich
ﬁnds of gold and a i that?"

This was uttered in the same sneering
tone, but only to be regretted the/moment -
after. for the question came uickly:

“ Then these papers did tel of a rich mine
and how to ﬁnditf"

“ I do not know.”

“Why did you say so then 1”

‘f I did not say so."

“ What did tyou say?"

“I asked i you were the kind of athief
who only sought to ﬁnd bi claims?" 7

“ Which those papers to d of?"

" I do not know what these papers tell
not "having examined or read_them.”

. "Do you tell the truth?”

“ I am of a wholly dist
you—I do not lie, steal or cut thr
gold ”

" Beware!" .

“Of what?" ' .

“ Of the Jury of Five."

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V “ , have just been tried b a 1!! who
"could go you one better, an they id not; ;
scare me a little bit."'was the masking rel.
joinder. ‘ ' .
“ We seek to know the secret you hold, ,
and if you refuse to tell us, then you must
stand trial: so I a in ask: 
“ Did the Gent eman Vagabond not tell
you the contents of those papers?" ‘ y  ,V
“ No. he left them to me to ﬁnd out.” V J“ ;. ; ~-
“V ill you tell whizre that belt with  I
aperscsn befoundt" ' ‘ ‘ ‘
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drawn off, and he was thoroughly searched,
but nothing more than his own money was
found, and not much of that, as the bill of
expenses at Grizzly Gulch had been
heavy.

Then he was tied to a tree, his horse was
fastened near him, and, mounting in grim
silence, the ﬁve men rode slowly away.

Buffalo Bill was left alone in that weird,
desolate spot.

 
CHAPTER X
ALONE! "

THE men had disappeared.

How far had they gone? was the ques-
tion.

How long would they remain away?

Did they really intend to leave him to his
fate?

What, that fate would be he well knew, if
such was their intention.

Then he asked himself:

“ Who were those ﬁve judges they spoke
of?"

A thought came over him that it was the
intention of his captors to leave him there to
frighten him.

They might leave him for a day or two,
or even three, to starve him into subjec-
tion, to prove that they were in deadly
earnest. '

He was sure of one thing. and that was,
if left alone there, it would not be very long
before he had company. and of a kind,
too, he would not like in his helpless condi-
tion.

And they would be as cruel as his captors.
for they would be coyotes, ready to skulk
with fear from his path if he could protect
himself, but to attack him in great numbers
if they found him helpless.

The thought was by no means a pleasant
one to dwell upon.

There stood his horse, saddled, bridled,
and hitched by the rein, not the stake-rope,
to one of the charred trees, ﬁfty feet or more
distant from him.

Over the expanse of plain beibre him the
eyes of the scout roamed as far as the moon-
light allowed him to see. I

There was not a movin object in sight.

Upon his left were the arren trees rising
grim in the 'moonlight, and upon his right

is eyes suddenly rested upon several
mounds; at the head of each one a board was
standin . denoting but too plainly that they
were gr es!

“I never noticed those before. Who is
buried there, I wonder?” muttered the scout,
with sudden interest.

“ There are ﬁve of them—yes, just ﬁve—
I wonder if they are the Five Judges those
out-throats referred to, and who are to rise
ves to try me?

“Well, ’dlike to see a resurrection, just
at this particular time.

“ But, this is not far from Black Water
Creek, ﬁnd where the coaches have been held
up time and again, often ﬁred upon, and
that must be where the unfortunate passen-
gers who‘were killed were buried.

“ Poor fellows! But they are no company
for me just now i" ‘ v'

Thus musing his eyes lighted upon his
2% jacket and boots lying near, and he

“Wh , there is my belt of arms; too,
which t ey have left behind!

“ If I could only free myselfand get them
in my grasp, those ﬁve entlemen of the
road would have to ﬁght ard before they

“ Ah, g horse, what is it, for you are
getting nervous, I see?”

The scout's eyes were now on his horse,
which began to grow restless. , \

‘ “ Doh't like your surroundings, eh? I
don't blame you, for I don’t either.

“But, I am not so much alarmed, after
all. for on are there. good comrade!"

The orse uttered a low whining. as
though he had understood the words of his
master.

“Now I’ll just see how tight those fellows
did tic me." '

With this BuffaloBill began to dr‘w at
his bonds. v , -
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not tied his feet also. but when he tu ged st
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Buffalo Bill’s Death-Deal.

 
“ Why this rawhide lasso must have been
wet when they tied me!” he muttered, as he
pulled and pulled, ﬁrst with one hand, then
with the other, to try and slip it through
the bonds that several times Went around
each wrist.

“Well, I never knew I had such large
hands before—what a pity!" he mused in
the same indifferent, half reckless manner
that made light of every difﬁculty he found
himself in.

He knew, however, that he was only in-
ﬁaming his ﬂesh. and would cause it to
swell, if he persisted, so he relinquished the
attempt. to free his hands.

Then he turned his eyes again upon his
horse.

The animal was growing more and more
restless.

He seemed to fully realize that his master
was wholly helpless, and pulled harder and
harder at his reins, for some danger was
threatening of which his instinct gave him
knowledge.

Another moment and Buffalo Bill saw what
that danger was, and which he had half
guessod. ~-

He was no longer alone, for a score of
coyotes had suddenly come into sight and
were gazing at him with vicious, longing
eyes.

 
CHAPTER XI.
THE FRIEND IN NEED.

BRAVE as he was the sight of the co otes
coming toward him sent a cold 8 iver
thmugh the frame of the helpless and hapless
scout.

An arrival that he at other times despised
for its cowardice. as all do who know the
coyote, he now felt completely at the mercy
of the wretched brutes.

He saw that they had recognized by their
sharp instinct that he was powerless for they
already had approached nearer than they
otherwise would, and were snarling and
yelping in anticipation of a feast.

The movements of the horse disturbed
them somewhat, for the animal was making
frantic efforts to free himself, as though he,
too, ,was in bodily terror of‘ the ravenous
creatures.

As they came nearer, the scout uttered a
shout, and away they scattered.

, The horse seemed to feel that they were
gone, and he, too, then became quiet.

But it was only for a few minutes, as the
brutes soon returned, bolder than before.

Once more the horse began to struggle,
and once more the scout gave a shout.

Off went the cowardly creatures, but not
so far as before, and they the more quickly
turned back toward their intended victim.

Again and again the about of Buffalo Bill
startled them, but each time they went a less
distance frOm him in their retreat, and ﬁnally
did not run off at all.

But, as they began to sneak nearer and
nearer, they suddenly started 06, for the
now frantic horse, throwing himself back
ward upon the strong leather rein that held
him, broke it, and he fell over on his back
with a snort of fright and with a force
that seemed to momentarily stun him.

But he we quickly upon his feet, looking
about him.

“ Oh, poor boy, you are at last free to go
your Wu i Would that I were safely on
yOur bac ,” spoke Buffalo Bill, sadly.

Hearing his master's voice, the intelligent
and faithful animal came trotting up‘ to
him, uttering a low neigh, as though in sym-
pathy.

He put his nose close to the face of the
scout and whinnied a sin and again.

1 His intelligence to d him well that his
ter was elpless, and that he had tried
Mrd to get free to go to him. 1

Another moment and the startled coyotes
gained courage to come, snarling, back.

Instantly, with “a savage snort, the noble
horse started for them, his ears laid ﬂat
back, his head outstretched, and his gleam-
ing teeth showing white in the moonlight.

The frightenedbeasts of preieﬂed before
him, though not until one had en caught.
by the back between those 10‘” of menac-
ing teeth. and his bones were crushed like
pipe stems. ’

Then upon the brute the horse trampled
withssvsge hirymotilaiilifewascmshed out.
"My/brave, noble horse! , r ’ '

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i “Could I want atruer friend and better
I protector than youare‘?” cried the scout, deep-

ly touched by the almost human devotion of
his steed—an animal that had been his com-
rade for two years, on many a lone trail, in
many a deadly danger.

But, the horse now became the object of
closest interest to the coyotes, whose numbers
began to increase rapidly, until Buffalo Bill
saw that there were a hundred or more of
them. and in their midst he recognized here
and there the large, gray wolf of the mount-
sin!

The body of the dead coyote ﬁrst caught
the eyes of the ravenous brutes, and in an in-
stant it was torn to pieces and devoured.

Buffalo Bill fully realized what the fate of
his horse would be, and tried to coax him to
remain by him, for the two together might
be more than the coyotes would attack.

But the faithful horse had his ire aroused,
and in spite of the voice of his master, he
dashed into the struggling mass that were
ﬁghting and wailing over the carcass of the
dead coyote.

Whether he tripped on the writhing mass
or not, the scout could not tell, but, to his
sorrow and horror, he saw the noble animal
pitch forward, fall, and in an instant he was
covered by the bowling, snarling mass of
wild beasts.

A cry such as might come from a human
being, arose above the yelps, growls and
howling of the coyotes, and the faithful
horse was dragged to his doom, 8 most ter-
rible one, for the shouts of the scout were of
no avail now, and he closed his eyes to shut
out the approaching deathscene of his equine-
comrade.

He too well knew that his own fate would
quickly follow. '

Then, suddenly, there was a silence, and
the whole ﬂock went yelping to cover.

Opening his eyes, Buffalo Bill almost be-
lieved that what he beheld was conjured up
by hisimagination. ,

CHAPTER XII.
srx FORMS IN warm.
“ MY God! am I going mad?” _
The words were wrung from the' lips of‘
Buffalo Bill by what he saw.
His own utter helplessness, the coyotes

horse, had told even upon his iron nerves,
and he almost began to fear for his reason.

There came the ﬂight of the now frenzied.
beasts, ﬂying from their feast.

Certainly they would not have ﬂed, blood»
drunk as they were, from any ordinary foel"

No one or two men, even, could have-
driven them from theirprey without sending
a volley of bullets into their ranks.

But, no horsemen were in sight, no shots
had been ﬁred! ’

Still, the coyotes had ﬂed, skulking sullen-
ly away to cover.

—what was that something?
The Scout closed and opened his eyes.
several times to get the mist out of them.
His hands being bound behind the tree at
his back, he con (1 not rub-’the‘ lids. The

made a l as clear as early twilight. ‘

What it revealed to the staring eyes was.
the sight which had fri htened the co otes
from their feast, and w at it reveal had
made the scout momentarily believe that he
was losing his reason.

thirsting for his blood, the fate of his gallant =

Something had frightened them, certainly! "

moonli ht shone with a brightness which _

There, not two hundred feet from'him, he "

beheld a sight which would, indeed, have
driven a less iron-served man's reason from
its throne.

Filing into sight-00min , as it were, right
from the group of graves
coming out of the shadow of the leaﬂess trees-
above those lowl mounds, into the full
glare of the moon! ght, were six forms. ’

They walked, or rather s’eemed to glide
along, in single ﬁle. r ‘

They came with slow speed, and 9.

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They came not in a straight line toward
him, but in a zigzag manner, perhaps
following the trail, as it wound in and out—
a game trail leading to the spring near by.

And these six forms were clad in snowy
white.

.Not only from head to foot, but their
white robes trailed along a foot or more
behind them, giving them the appearance of
giant ghosts.

This height was added to from their heads
being covered with white pointed cowls.

The points of these hoods rose above their
heads half a fodt or more, and in each hood,
just where the eyes must be peering
through, were two round black spots three
inches in diameter,

In the center of these black rings there
must be small holes for the eyes to look
through, but they could not be seen.

This much the eyes of Buffalo Bill took
in fully, and also that their arms hung by

ing‘them.
his sight it was which had so startled
the coyotes from their midnight orgy.

And this sight it was that had at ﬁrst al-
most dazed the dauntless scout.

But a moment of calm thought and his
nerve was firm as a rock once more.

First, he Congratulatcd himself upon hav-
ing been saved from being torn to pieces by

no 'belief in the disembodied, uncanny super-
natural, lie muttered coolly: '

“If they were really ghosts, they are to
be preferred for company to the coyotes.

“There are six of them, so the odds
against me are increasing if they are spirits
out on a deathtrail.

" Now what are they about?"

They had halted; their arms were waved
wildly, but in silence; then they all pointed
down at the ground, when, from beneath
their robes, suddenly, appeared spades and
four of them set to work to dig.

\Vhat was it they were digging there for?

Was it a treasure?

The scout soon discovered, and it was by
no means a pleasant discovery.

‘f They are digging a grave,” he mur-
mured.

Steadin at their work they kept, until the
grave was ﬁnished. That done, they moved
n a body toward him, making no answer to
his questions. Silently unfastening him

hind him,_they led him to the brink» of the
grave, one of them pointing down into it,
while another aimed a revolver at him, say-
ing in a deep voice:

‘Now, Buffalo Bill, you are to be tried
for your life, here, over your open grave."

 
CHAPTER XIII.
OVER AN OPEN GRAVE.

Well it was for Buffalo Bill that he
had nerves of steel; that his brain did
not run riot with superstition, or t‘ne
sight he viewed there, in the moonlight,
as he was bound to the tree, certainly
would have affected his reason.

'His relief at the ﬂight of the coyotes
was followed by intense curiosity as to
who and what those six forms in white
might be. And what was their business
there?‘ >

He had watched their every move with
deepest attention; had seen them produce
their white spades, and four of them si-
lently begin to dig.

He watched the four go down deeper,
until only their heads and shoulders ap—
peared above the ground.

Two of the six had not lent a hand in
the work, but one stood at the head, the
other at the foot, and watched the’work-

 
ere. ,
Still not a word had been uttered, and

more impressive and incomprehensible. ' 1
_ ,At last they had ﬁnished and .moved

I I » toward him.
Is  9 ; sun no sound escaped their lips. ,

In his r112? recklesshalf humorous,

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lently proceeded to untie the scout from
the tree, but had been particular not to
free his hands.

“ What; going to take me, too?

“I do not mind bottled spirits, but I
don’t just like the graveyard extract, I
assure you.” ‘ '

Still no reply.

The grave was reached, the scout
placed in position, and the fateful words
were uttered that end the last chapter.

Whatever Buffalo Bill felt at heart, he
had too brave a nature, too complete con-
trol over himself, to betray the least fear,
and the eyes turned upon him did not
detect a ﬂinch, a. change of expression in
his face.

One stood behind him, a hand on each
shoulder, while another had ﬁrm hold of
his right arm. _

One faced him across the yawning
grave, and the outstretched hand held a
revolver leveled full at the breast of the
unmoved scout.

Another also stood just across the
grave, his hand pointing down into its
depths, and he it was who had spoken.

The others were grouped facing him,
and the whole grim scene was lighted up
by the ei‘fulgence of the‘ moon, then at its
full.

'i‘here stood the scout, coatless, hatless,
bootless, but unintimidated, though so
helpless and hapless.

11' die he must, they should see that
he was not a craven; that he did not
shrink from an appalling doom.

" ‘w hat am I to be tried for? " de—
manned Buffalo Bill, quietly, in response
L0 the words of the leader.

“ For your life.”

“ And who are you that claim to try a
man for his hie‘.’ Tell me that! ”

“Judge Doom, and his Jury of Five.”

“ That Seems to indicate that you doom
before trial; that your Jury of Five has
already rendered a verdict of guilty.”

" no; you die or live as the jury deter-
mines after hearing what you have to
say.”

" Of wlrat am I accused? ”

“ First, of murder.”

" Anything else? ”

 Theft.”

” Of theft, eh?
ers? ”

“ Facts.”

“ Facts? Then facts is a liar from way-
back.”

“ Speak not too lightly with your grave
yawning before you, for facts are stern
and truthful accusers.” I

“ Whom have I murdered? ”

“ A man known as the Wandering
Jew." _

“ Just as false as a liar can make it.
I never even saw the Wandering Jew."

“You were tried in Grizzly Gulch for
his murder.”

“ More lie to thequart. I was not; I
was tried for the killing of a poor, wan-
dering tramp, known as the Vagabond
Gentleman." ,

“ Yes; he was the Wandering Jew.”-

“ See here! I.discussed that matter
before to-night with you, or others of
your cutthroat gang, and told you that
I was proven to have shot that man at
random, ﬁring in self-defense, as I was
ﬁred upon, and the dying man’s own
testimony admitted as much, while, as a
proof that I had not willfully sought his
death, he left me a legacy, the carrying
out of a duty which he could not per-
form, so had to delegate to one he could
trust. “ _ ,

“ That man was, as I' have’ stated,
Rhown u the Gentleman Vagabond, and
the on‘eyou accuse me of murderi was,
at the very moment the othernfay at
death‘s door, holding up a stage ten
miles from Grizzly Gulch!

“That is the fact of the case, and you
make me tired in still charging two men
to be one and the same.”

Buffalo Bill spoke. in an impatient, in-
dignant tone, but was heard to the end
without inierruptidn.

Then the leader spoke: ' ' '
~ “ Suppose we. gaunt. for the sake of ar-
gument—though, mind you, we do not be-

Who are my accus-

 
lieve it—that the Wandering Jew was
not the man known as the Gentleman
Vagabond ? ”

“ Well, what then? ”

“You have, by your own confession,-
been guilty of robbery.”

“You have a tongue that can‘t be
trusted into uttering the truth, when you
accuse me of stealing, but give me state-
ment: In what way have i been guilty
of robbery?” was the hot reply.

“ You have asserted that the man you
killed left you a. legacy, but it is false;
in reality you robbed his body after
death of the belt he wore, and which
contained gold and important papers,
representing a fortune,” asserted the
spokesman of the masked six.

 
CHAPTER XIV.
THE SENTENCE.

There was no doubt of the indignation
felt by Buffalo Bill at this charge of the
masked and self—constituted judge.

The accusation of murder did not strike
him so keenly as did that of havrng com-
mitted theft, after the man’s death, and
his anger showed in his heaving breast
and flashing eyes, the moonlight reveal-
ing how brightly they burned.

The fear of impending death had not
moved him to show emotion, but the
charges of being a murderer and a rob-
ber did break down his reserve, and he
said, in low, suppressed tones:

“ You have me at your mercy, and,
after all this niummery, meant to inspire
terror in me, you may, or may not, kill
me; but I warn you that if you do not
now murder me, some day my time of
reckoning with you will come, and the
rope will be your ,end, you detestable
coward and villain!” ‘ '

The Jury of hive, as the hooded and
enveloped forms had been termed, had
not before uttered a sound, but, at the
words of the irate scout, they, with their
leader, or principal, burst forth in a
chorus of mocking laughter.

This derisive response to his threat
and ﬁerce. invective at once calmed Buf-
falo Bill, who said, in even tones now, as
he brought himself under perfect control
again by the quick exertion of his streng
will:

“Come, go on with your mockery of
justice, and have it over with, either for
or against me.”

“ It is for you to say whether you shall
go 'free or die here and now, Buffalo
Bill, by a. horrid death.” '

" To me it looks q e the other way.
You have the say so ; ot I." l

“ But what else have you to propound?
Out with it!" t

“It is fer you to say,” was the re-
sponse.

" What is it you wish? What is be.
hind all this iiummery and nagging?”

“Where are those papers which you
took from the body of the Wandering
Jew? ” ' I

“ There you go again, calling the man
I killed the Wandering Jew.” .

‘ Well, to please you, as you seem so
particular, where are the papers you
took from the Gentleman Vagabond? "

" Safe! You can bet high on that!”

“ What do you call safe? "

“ As I told you when you first rode
upon me like outlaws as- you are, and
wavered me with your guns-—”

“ Not so; we are not outlaws; we are
the Judge and Jury of Five, sent to try
:hose whom our Ranger Regulators cap-
ure. ~
“ They ran you down as one who was
‘guilty of crimes that should be punished,
or atonement made.

“ They bound you, and notified us, and
now we are here to know What atone-
ment you will make, or what punish-
ment’, you failing to do so, we will mete
out to you.” * .

" Well, whether you be the Regulatorsi'
or, the Jury, you belong to the same cow-
ardly gang, and it was just because I
suspected that such as you might over- .
haul me on the trail that I took the pre-
caution,_to place those papers, entrusted ' ,,
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“ That is for you to ﬁnd out.”

“ You refuse

to tell? ”

“ I do, absolutely refuse.”

“ Beware! "
‘ Of what? ”
“ Death! ”

“ I have told you that those papers are

safe, and that is all I will say."
“ Then you take your own life.”
“ No; you murder me.”

The “Judge” turned to the Jury and

waved his hand.

In silence they

moved to the other;

side of the open grave, and ranged them-
’ selves in a row.

Buffalo Bill watched them attentively. ‘

They faced him, and then the Judge,

standing at one end of the grave,-said, in ' 1

his deep voice:

“Jury of Five! "

“ Here! ”

The Five answered in chorus.
‘You are here to try a fellow-being
,to'r life or death."

“ We hear! ”

“You' have heard that he has taken
the life of a man in cold blood."

“ We have! ”

“Therein the hooded court and the

'Jury of Five lie like pirates,” interjected
Buffalo Bill, in his reckless way.

“ Silence,

prisoner.

You have been

given scheme to confess and to atone,
and have refused."

“ Better gag me, it you don’t wish to
hear the truth."

 3 , "Silence!"

, “Jury of Five, you have also heard
that this prisoner robbed the man whom

most valuable papers”.

‘ We have.”

i"

he killed of a belt containing gold and

“ Say, Judge, how do ye . and the Jury

happen to know how valu blo those pa-
pers are? ” asked the scout, now seeming
to have struck a new trail.

Unheeding the question, the masked

man went on:

            
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. quivered,‘ not uni-expres-
Lion revealed what he really felt,
have, waited ’

rged the Judge, atémly.
- waited for when",
.‘V wristwatch. 4t

 
' “You have also heard, Jury of Five,
that the prisoner, has been given the al- I
ternative of confessing where, that belt ‘
is, and of giving it up to us, and he re-

“ Jury of Five, I ask for your verdict.”
"-“ And your sentence? "

nfess your guilt,

giving into my

change my

CHAPTER XV.
 V arm WANDERING JEW. ,
 v, Even the, iron" nerve of Buffalo Bill
*' thrilled at the inhuman
hooded Judge.  ‘
. Even he was appall
‘, doom apparentli

sentence of the

_ ed at at. mun
*now to be enforced, and

teeth came the

regarded him in perfect
- A . "silence, the eye of motions resting iupon
., his face and trying to-Cread it. . ' ’, x 1"
. ,_ But it showed not what thoughts were,
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ing cutthroats and thieves could get . has ever come back to tell us just which

i was the best method of crossing.”

The men looked at each other now,
evidently disconcerted by the man’s ap-
arent uttcr indifference to death.

They (ozzld not understand such nerve
i‘Tild defiance.

I Stepping around to the side of the
I grave, the Judge held a whispered ccn-
vei'sziticn for several r.:inu‘.cs with the
! Jury of Five, their heads being all close
: together.

5 Then they were startled by t‘ie scout
Sl‘.‘-'l“"‘:

i “ II’ I only hazl a shotgun I’d get the,
,u‘hclo Cock cf carrion buzzards at one
I shot."

! An oath broke from the lips of the
l “Judge.”

The deemed man was actually deriding

E and seeming them!
I “ Buffalo Bill, you are a brave man, but
i now bring yo‘ur whole nerve to your sup-
: port, for you have but ﬁve minutes to
iVO.

l

 “I shall count these minutes out to

,you, and a word from you, before the
i live elapse, will save you from your awful
l doom."

“ Make it six minutes, Judge, one min-
ute for each of you.”

“ So be if, then; you have six minutes
in which to decide whether you live or
die."

“ Thanks. for nothing."

The Judge took out a watch, which the
moonlight revealed to be a handsome
gold one, and, catching the eye of Buf-
; falo Bill, the provoking prisoner asked
tauntingly: ‘

“ Who did you rob of that watch,
Judge? ” I

As no reply came. the scout continued:

“ I should have thought it would have
melted where yOur spirit came from,
Judge."

No response.

The Judge was looking at the face of
his watch.

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Theﬁrst minute of the six had passed.

(I  ’9 . ’

The scout was silent now.

Thus the minutes were called off.

" Bind him securely and threw him
into the grave! ” came the ﬁnal order.

But as the Jury- of Five moved to obey
there broke upon the night air a voice
which all heard: . , .

“Don’t kill ‘dot mans. for I'vas not.
dead. . .. ,

“ I vas be to Vandering Jew! ”

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' ran smear. . ’*
The words startled all who stood
around that grave. ‘ . ' ,
The Jury of Five stood like white
statues, struck dumb, as it Were, with
:surprlso. ‘ ‘ ‘* ,
The Judge, likeWise, stood silent- and
dazed, gaming in the direction whence
the Words came. ( ' I ' ‘ ‘_ *
BuilaloBill had turned quickly at the

- sounder the voice, to discover. the speak:

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The timber'was behind him, a hundred
or more feet away, and" the client’s =e es
fell .upon {the term of a man stand ng
therein the moonlight .asthou‘gh he had
just emerged ,tromfamo‘ng ' waitress; ‘
‘Yes, there he was, the man" described
by those who  seen blur-rs tall per-
son, with. broad shouldersg; dressed in
buckskin, wearing a cap, and‘with long
hair and beard. , ‘ ‘ v
This much the bright

. I-moonlight‘ re-
vealed. and more. " ' o-

. “ It, revealed that the, man} 27‘
the group or graves, [thump . were
. folded upon hisfbroqd..b : ., and that

"his gcyes were upon the group oil masked

' vtexmution‘ers and their bound prisoner.

Aﬁ'instant only hastoo‘d thus, while not

 
“sword was tattered by (the Judge and
Jury”; this  j. -; j   t ‘if‘
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heartlanthorci‘s. 1 ;,wen
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yaround his body, as a man does when,

no t

 
sprang back into the shelter of the tim— _,
her and vanished. ‘ r

“ After him! ”

So shouted the Judge.

He seemed to be suddenly brought to
a realization of the situation by the
words of the scout.

The spcil was broken, and like one
man the six sprang away in pursuit.

And Buffalo lfill was left standing
alone at the grave!

“ There he goes! " came back from the
timber.

“ Ilalt or we ﬁre! ”

As shots rang out, the command to
halt was seemingly not obeyed.

Ifut Buffalo I-l‘ill, now on the “ free
list” once more, did not tarry by the‘
grave. Cff he sprang, running straight
toward the timber. Quickly he came to
where his jacket, hat, boots, and belt
of arms had been thrown. These he
could pick up in but one way, which he
proceeded to do. '

Dropping to the ground, he rolled over
on his back, gathered the belt of weap- "
ons and boots, and, turning over again, _ .
seized his jacket and hat in his teeth. '; .

That accomplished, he sped away like \
a deer straight out across the plain to- 
ward where loomed up in the distance a '
range of hills. . ,

In his stocking feet though he was, ,1 
he ran easily, now and then hearing the ,  {3‘
distant report of a revolver, which meant ‘ '
that the pursuit of the Wandering Jew
was still kept up by his ghostly pursuers.‘

At last he came to a sink in'the plain,
and there halted, and dropping the
things he had safely carried, he lay down
upon his back—not to rest, for, draw.
ing his bowie knife from its scabbard,
he turned it over until the sharp side of.
the blade touched the thongs which
bound his wrists. . V

Holding the hilt in his two ﬁrst ﬁngers ,
and thumb, he began to work the blade.
back and forth, being most careful not
to let the keen edge touch his ﬂesh. ; r

The pressure of the blade soon began
to sever the rawhide thongs; strand alter
strand was out. The left hand was soon
freed, and to release the other was] that
work .of an instant. ‘ ‘*

The scout’s arms were still  has»
ing been bent back so long.“ The wrists. 2
were swollen, and the hands benumbed; *’
but, rubbing them together, the hands
soon recovered, and beating his arms,

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long was fully restored. Then, taklnbf
up his belt, he strapped it about 'his‘~
waist, with the grim remark: '  
“ Now, if the Secret Six come after.
me I’ll make ghosts in reality of some 0.! “
them. ‘ ' r x.
“ No burying me alive at this stage of“,
thegame!” ‘ . w. mﬁ »
‘ With thighs sat down and dreW‘onﬂ 
his boots. I ' , . .  
His hat was next placed on his head» "
and his jacket drawn on.‘ ‘ , j .
7 “ Now I ammyselt again—onlyatogtrp
and I don't like that much. .  r '
* “My, poor old horse, whatsttatoi,was:;.
'hiis! Bad as the one I was thmtsnsd‘j;

, coyotes suﬂer {or 
night’s‘work. ‘ ‘

“ New, which._way?_ , I» must keep cleii‘g
of those fellows, but 4I' must get back My.
get‘ my saddle, for in its‘secret pocket, _ .f-ﬁ ,
thapaporsjl would hays? given up re er _
than be. buried :' alive: but, much good, if 
wouldthe have done, the Judge undid! "
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have done ,me. An! there, coins some,
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The horsemen whom Buﬂalopill' saw

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Buffalo Bill’s Death-Deal.

 
« place, and would take them to the timber

where yawned the open grave which had
been dug for him.

It was, then, at the spring that they
were doubtless going to camp for the
rest of the night.

Not far from where he was the scout
observed a gully several feet in depth
upon the brink of which here and there
grew bunches of sage brush.

Instantly he crept to this gully, got
into it, and discovered that he would be
well hidden unless some curious red-
skin should take a notion to ride over
,and have a look into the hiding place.

He could peer through the sage brush
and get a good view of the horsemen
as they passed, not forty feet from him
as the open trail ran.

Having concealed himself, he awaited
the approach of the red riders.

They came along at a. walk, and in
single ﬁle, their leader being a dozen
yards in advance.

This leader, the scout discovered, wore
the full—feathered war-bonnet of a big
chief.

But, what most struck the scout was
the horse which the warrior bestrode.

It was as white as snow, with long,
gaunt body, cleanly built limbs, a small
head, and with the appearance of being
a long-enduring racer.

" My own beautiful horse Paleface,
that the Indians captured from the fort
two months ago!” the hidden watcher
murmured, his face alight with pleasure.

“ If I gave a call, I guess I could as-

, tonish that chief _a little bit, for Pale-
' face would come right to me.

“ Providence must have sent that four-
footed pard back to me, and I’ll have
him or lose my scalp!" . ,

So mused BuffaloBill as the Indian
chief went slowly by the spot where he
lay in hiding.

Then he began to count the chief's fol-
lowers as they passed.

There were twenty—one in all, and they
,led a dozen horses, all loaded down heav-
ily with packs.

They rode slowly along, as though
their horses were tired, and they them-
selves were worn out. .

“ They’ve been on a raid, and I’ll bet
have taken scalps as well as plunder and
horses in the settlement they must have

-struck.

, “ Yes, that Was the young chief Red
Spirit and his band, the most daring
Indian raiders to be found.

“ But I want Paleface, and will make a
big try to get him.

“I wonder how Judge Ghost and his
Jury of Five will get along with the red—
skins. for they must be back in the tim-
ber by this time.

“ They scared off the coyotes, but I
don’t know how it will be with the In-
dians. \I only hope that it may prove
a Kllkenny-cat affair, for my sake.”

The Indians had passed on, but the
scout still kept hisposition.

At last‘they faded away from sight,
like grim spectrea, in the moonlight,
,vanishing in the distance toward the

._/dark line which marked the timber
, where the scenes of the night just nar~
rated had occurred.

Waiting for some time, and hearing no

. shots, Buffalo Bill said:
"They have either not found those '

ghostly fellows in the timber, or have
passed on and not camped there.

“I will wait a while longer and see
what happens.”

qu half an hour longer he stayed in
his, cover, and still no sound came from
the timber; then the scout left the gillly
and began to wgk along the trail the
Indians had take .

As he approached the timber he sud-

, (1me saw some dark objects near it.

“ They are there, for those are their
horses, staked out this side of the spring.
~ " They must<be very tired, for I have
notheard a sound.

“.As for the'Judge and his Jury, they
iinu'st have seen the Indians'coming and
it out. .

»;;“,Now I'll go slow myself, for I don't

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wish a ﬁght or a footrace to-night, but
I must not delay, for it is a long way
to yonder hills, and there is no hiding
place between here and there when day-
light comes, and the dawn is not so very
far off."

So saying, the scout once more ad-
vanced, but, not wishing to be taken for
a man, he took a revolver in each hand,
stooped over, and using them for sup-
ports, began to approach slowly, in a zig-
zag way, as a deer would walk or move
while feeding along the trail.

As he drew nearer he saw the horses
of the Indians all staked out, and among
them was his matchless steed, Paleface.

But he also made another discovery.
An Indian sentinel sat on the ground be-
tween him and the horses, his arms
crossed on his knees, his head resting
on his arms, as though he were asleep.

 
CHAPTER XVIII.
A DARING VENTURE.

“If that redskin is not asleep, I’ll eat
my hat,” was Buffalo Bill’s comment.

‘ “ They are all dead tired if the senti-
nel gives up this quick.

“ Well, it's all in my favor, and if the
Ghost Jury didn’t carry off my saddle
and bridle, I’ll make a try for it as well
as for horse pard Paleface.

"The reds didn’t even eat supper be-
fore they turned in, and if I have to do
it, that Indian sentinel must breakfast in
the Happy Hunting Grounds.”

With this, Buffalo Bill, still in his bent
posture, approached the silent redskin
sentinel.

He was glad to see that the horses
were between him and the others in
the timber, for then, any sound that
might be made would be attributed to
the animals, some of which were lying
down.

Nearer and nearer the scout ap-
proached, until he was within a few feet
of the sleeping Indian. A moment be
there paused, then be replaced his re-
volvers and drew his knife, and with a
quick, catlike movement, he stepped to
the side of the sentinel; his left ham
grasped the red throat with a grip not
to be shaken off; then the knife did its
terrible work.

There was only a moan, the tired In-
dian never waking to a realization of
the manner of his death.

Gently the scout laid him back on the
ground, while he muttered:

“ I don’t like this work of killing. Had
he been a white man I could have forced
him to silence under fear of death, and
taken him prisoner—but an Indian, no!

“ He would have given his war-cry of
warning, if he had died for it that mo—
ment.”

Taking: the blanket of the Indian ward
rior, he wrapped it about him.

That done, he immediately sought the
spot where his dead and torn horse lay,
to ﬁnd that the saddle and bridle were
still on the mangled animal.

Quickly Buffalo Bill removed them, all
blood-stained as they were; then he
strode back to where the Indians’ horses
were, and beheld the forms of ‘the sleep-
ing redskins as they were scattered about
in the timber.

name in azlow tone.

Instantly the horse showed recognition
of his name and his master, rubbing his
nose against him, but snorting at the
scent of blood on the saddle and bridle.

But a low word calmed him, and Pale-

 
far" as hurriedly saddled and bridled,
W; stake-pin pulled up.

I '. "t at once led him from the

lhorses 1nd,, and .was preparing to

mount, when the bold idea entered his
mind to try and get the pack saddles,
and run off with all the horses!

I But he soon saw that the packs were
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safe among the sleeping .braves; that

mad‘ “is daring scheme impracticable.
But. up could at least stampede the

horses and leave the sleeping redskins

afoot: so all the stake-pins were! pulled
up, one by' one, the ropes fastened about“)
the necks of the horses, and then, in the

  
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glare of early dawn, as it was now, Buf-
falo Bill leaped into his saddle and start-
ed the horses off at a run, with a shout
and a shot.

As they bounded away in a stampede
he suddenly saw them dash to one side,
and found himself in the very midst or
ﬁve mounted warriors who were coming
to the timber!

He knew, in an instant, that it was the
rear guard of the party encamped in the
timber, and a glance showed him the
numbers he had to deal with.

Fortunately for him, he already had a
revolver in each hand, and the Indians
were taken completely by surprise, evi-
dently believing the guard was driving
the horses to water, until they saw the
scout and heard his shout and shot.

But, before they could' recover from
their surprise, Buffalo Bill had rid(il“l
into their very midst. and his revolve s
were ringing out death-knells at every
shot.

 
CHAPTER XIX.
THE STAMPEDE.

No man could realize more quickly
when he was in a desperate situation
than could Buffalo Bill, or act more
quickly and with better judgment to
extricate himself from it.

The thought that the Indians who had
passed him, while he had been crouch-
ing in the gully, and had gone into
camp in the timber, had not impressed
his mind in his anxiety to capture his
stolen horse Paleface, and on him make
his escape.

So preoccupied had he been in getting
the animal saddled and bridled, in paus-
ing to loosen the stake-pins of the other
horses, in spite of the dawn at hand,
that he had neither seen nor heard the
approach of the rear guard of redskins.

Only the fact that the Indians were
utterly broken down and slept late had
enabled him to accomplish what he had,
and when he had leaped into the saddle, ‘
giVen a shot and a shout to stampede the
horses, he suddenly, as the animals
dashed away, discovered that he had to
ﬁght for it to make his escape.

He had not feared the sleeping Indians,
for he was all of a hundred yards from
them and had noticed as he passed them
that only several of them had guns.

Awakened as they would be in alarm,
he knew he could place another hundred
yards between him and the reds in camp
before they could ﬁre upon him.

But he was indeed a surprised. man
when into the midst of ﬁve mounted
warriors he had ‘suddenly dashed.

’ Every one of the bucks was asleep as
they rode, their weary horses "guiding .
them to camp, and they, too, were rudely
awakened by the shot and the shout.

While they were collecting their wits,
Buffalo Bill took in the situation, and the
two who were handling their guns—for
the ﬁve all carried rifles—fell from their
horses, each brought down by a revolver
bullet, one shot from the right hand,
the other from the left.

Wheeling in his saddle, Buffalo Bill
fairly made his revolvers rattle as he
dashed .away, ﬁring now at the Indian
ponies, not their riders, his purpose be-
ing not to leave a redskin mounted.

One pony fell, throwing his rider heav- ,
ily; a second was Wounded in the leg
and was useless, but the third he missed,
for the daring rider rushed right on after
the scout; while the two horses, freed of
their riders by the ﬁrst shots, joined in
the stampede.

"I must stop that fellow, or he may
hurt Paleface or myself,” decided the
scent; so immediately halting, he raised
his revolver and took deliberate aim.

The wary brave, realizing that he could
not ﬁre ﬁrst, wheeled his horse to the ,
left, and threw himself upon one side of .

the animal, clinging with one leg and arm. -  ,

to protect his body.

But Buffalo Bill's wonderful aim   7'
true; the bullet struck the leg over the 

horse's back, and
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scout saw, for he held on to the pony.
though dragged a few rods before he
could halt him.

“You must go, too, pony,” cried the
scout, and dashing back toward the red—
skin, be emptied his revolver until he
saw the Indian’s pony fall.

Fortunately for the scout, the pony fell
upon the red rider, as he squatted there
upon the ground, his riﬂe at his shoulder.

That his aim would have been true the
scout believed, but the wounded pony
tumbled over upon him, destroying his
aim and evidenly crushing him.

The riﬂe was discharged, though, the
bullet ﬂew Wild.

Wheeling Paleface as though on a
pivot, Buffalo Bill darted off like an ar-
row in pursuit of the stampeded horses.

He was not a moment too soon, as the
Indians from the camp had run to the

. scene and were ﬁring bullets and arrows
after the venturesome scout, whom they
evidently recognized, for they called his
name several times.

The arrows fell short, but the bullets
pattered about the ﬂying horseman, yet
without doing any harm.

Knowing that he would be well out of
range before they could load and ﬁre
again, Cody gave his deﬁant war-cry, so
well known to the redskins, and contin-
ued on after the stampeded animals.

He soon skilfully grouped them to-
gether, and headed them toward the dis—
tant range, remarking dryly:

“ Well, I guess I’ve got horses to sell.
Yes, there are thirty-two in that band,
and Paleface makes thirty-three, so
there’s luck in odd numbers.

“ And not an Indian left mounted, for
that one left there is crippled and of no
use.

“But I have not yet done with you,
Mister L0, as you will ﬁnd out.”

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CHAPTER XX.
CUNNING OVERMATCHED.

Buffalo Bill’s capture certainly was a
valuable one, for though there were half
a dozen Indian ponies among the lot,
and they were good ones, the rest of the
herd were ﬁne ranch and road animals
the Indians had picked up in their raid.

Then, too, he had retaken his stolen
Paleface, an animal without an equal for
speed and endurance upon the border.

Outside of this valuable capture, the
scout had killed the Indian sentinel, shot
two dead from their saddles, and wound-
ed another, while the warriors in camp
had been left dismounted, nearly a hun-
dred miles from their village, and with
a large lot of plunder which they could
not possibly carry away with them.

. It was not to be wondered at that Buf-
falo Bill smiled in triumph at his vic-
tory, and muttered:

“After all, Judge Ghost and his Jury
did me a favor, though I can but feel
sad over the terrible death of my good
horse.

“ Just where the Judge and his Jury
are I should like to know about now.

“ Hold on, Paleface! We’ll slow up,
for we’ll halt on yonder little stream and
go into camp for a while,

“ Fortunately they left my riﬂe slung
to my saddle, and did not disturb my
haversack of provisions, so I am by no
means in hard luck.”

The scout by that time had ridden
some three miles from the Indian camp.
and coming to a rise had discerned a
little valley through which ran a small
stream.

Once there he rounded up his horse-
herd, and allowed them to get water
and then to go to feeding, but staking
his own horse as a decoy for them to
keep near. .

This done, he built a ﬁre and cooked
his breakfast of bacon, crackers and
coffee, after which he went quietly about
catching the horses and staking them
out.

“ I'll take you, old fellow,” he said to a‘
ﬁne sorrel, “ for I have no idea of being
left on foot, should a bullet catch Pale-
face, who goes with me too, as the Ghost

 
Buffalo 7 Bill’s Death-Deal.

 
might appear and round up my herd‘ Then they fairly ﬂew over the ground,

while I am gone.”
With this he resaddled and bridled
Paleface, mounted, and with the sorrel

in lead he rode back over the trail he had ‘
; he came to the body of the dead brave,

come.

Suddenly, as he was nearing the top of
the rise, he halted with the words:

“Well, I guess not!

“We’ll look out for redskins, pard
Paleface. They will think I will halt
here to rest and round up my herd, so
they hope to catch me asleep.

“ They know I‘m all alive, and they’ll
take the chances of the three mile run
in hopes they will ﬁnd me napping, so
I'll just take a squint over the hill to see
what I shall see.”

With this he, dismounted, staked the
two horses with the remark: “I’ll not

leave you free, Paleface, for I don’t know I

whether you've forgotten what I have
taught you while you have been in bad
company. One thing is certain: Young
chief Red Spirit has taken the best of
care of you, and I thank him.”

With this Buffalo Bill walked on up
the hill, threw himself ﬂat on the ground
and peeped over the hill—crest. A strange
smile quickly ﬂitted over his countenance
as he looked, and he muttered:

“ I was right; five of them. They are
not three hundred yards away, and on
the trot at that.

“ All of them have riﬂes, too, but I’ll‘

just show them the range of my trusty
tube.”

With this he brought his riﬂe around, ;

took quick aim and pulled trigger.

The Indian in the lead of the runners
went down upon his face and lay motion-
less.

The purruers had been coming along at
a rapid trot, and as Buffalo Bill had
fcrtunately suspected, beyond a doubt
knew of the stream and little valley and
believed that he would halt there for
the horses to rest after their full speed
run of three miles.

Evidently, as Cody had guessed, they
hoped to ﬁnd him off guard, and hence
took the chances; ﬁve of their best run-
ners and bravest warriors making the
pursuit. ‘

Could they have gained the top of the
rise they would have had the advantage;
but, fortunately, the experienced scout
was too well versed in their cunning ways
to be entrapped, and then being ﬁrst at
the rise he held the situation.

The four braves halted as abruptly as
did their companion who fell, shot
through the head, and their eyes at once
searched for a vantage ground.

There was none ; it was sure death to
tarry or lurk there; that they knew;
they could only retrace their way to their
companions and report what they had
discovered.

That decision was immediate; so as
one man they turned and took the back
trail on the dodging, shifting run.

Instantly Buffalo Bill sprang into sight
and uttered his never-welcome war-cry.

At this galling taunt the whole four
warriors, wheeled like soldiers and ﬁred.

“ Just what I thought; not one of
those riﬂes is dangerous at that distance;
but mine is.”

In turning to retrace their way, one
of the Indians had seized the riﬂe of their
fellow-comrade to carry it back to camp,
for ﬁrearms were to be treasured then
among all the tribes, even though the
gun was but an old Springﬁeld musket.

Rapidly on their way again they ran,
after seeing that their bullets did not
harm the scout, and were speeding at
their best when they beheld Buffalo Bill
ride into view over the rise, mounted
upon Paleface and with the sorrel in
lead!

Was their white terror going to ride
them down to their death?

CHAPTER XXI.
'rms nnsnn'rno WARRIOR.

The four red runners still faster urged
their pace. at the sight of the scout on
horseback, and seeing this the scout
again voiced his taunting war-whoop.

 
for that war—cry really “ meant busi—
ness " for them, as they might well un-
derstand.

Down the rise Buffalo Bill rode until

and then halted.
“It will never do to let him fall a

i prey to the coyotes, for he is as much

‘ human as I am.
“ Sorrel, you can carry him to the tim-
. her where some gentleman dug a grave
for me that will just ﬁt this warrior.”
I With his lariat he bound the body
1 upon the back of the horse. The ﬂying
j redskins, glancing back, beheld the scout
" pause at the body, not wondering what
the white man was doing with their dead
5 comrade, for they presumed, as a mat-
ter of course, that he was scalping his
foe.
i Having loaded the body on the sorrel,
} the scout continued on after the Indians,
1 who had taken advantage of his halt to
still further increase their distance ahead
of him.

When he again mounted they were

fully a mile ahead, and it would not have
been an easy task to have overtaken them
: before they reached the cover of the
timber ahead.
1 Glancing over the ﬁeld, Buffalo Bill
saw that all the rest of the Indians had
left the timber. They were heading to-
ward their village in the mountain
range beyond the plain.

They had witnessed the failure of their
comrades in their attempt to surprise the
wary white man and recapture the
horses, and so had set out rapidly on foot
on the retreat, leaving the runners to fol—
low.

That their dauntless assailant might
ride after aid they had a dread, and
wished to at least reach shelter in the
range and not be caught afoot by pur-
suers on horseback upon the open plain.

The four runners gained the timber
half a mile ahead of Buffalo Bill, but did
not halt longer than to get a drink of
water at the springs Then they pushed
on after their comrades, who were still
a mile ahead of them and moving at a
rapid walk, though the scout could see
that they were carrying some heavy
loads.

“ I’ll make you drop that plunder." de-
cided Buffalo Bill, and when he reached
the timber he found that some of the
plunder had been taken along. but much
remained, along with the saddles and
bridles of the braves.

The dead sentinel had been hastily
buried in the grave which had been dug
for Buffalo Bill by the Ghost Jury, but
it had only been half ﬁlled in, as the
redskins had departed in too much trep-
idation to properly complete their work.

The coyotes scattered from the body
of the scout’s dead horse and the ponies
as Buffalo Bill rode up, but he could not
resist emptying his revolver at them in
revenge and dropping several of the in-
satiate brutes.

“ I’ll just swing you up in a tree until
I get back, so the coyotes can’t get you,”
and that was the next procedure of the
scout. He lifted the dead redskin up
above the reach of the large gang of
snarling brutes, and with the lariat
lashed it there.

” Oh, yes, you run from me now, you
cowards; but last night you were deter-
mined to tear me to pieces,” and so say-
ing Cody rode after the retreating and
dismayed Indians.

He noticed that the four runners had
overtaken the others, and that all were
talking excitedly as they pushed on.

The plain was barren for miles, and
there was no place where they could
make a stand for a long distance.

The runners, who had had such a sad
experience, evidently told of the aston-
ishing range of the scout’s riﬂe, and this
had increased the pace of all in the re-
treat, it being advisable to ﬁnd shelter
from such a weapon.

At a gallop Buffalo Bill pursued, and
he could but be struck with the strange
situation, one man driving a crowd of red

 
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raiders before him, a third of whom
were armed With guns and all with bows
and arrows.

“ I don’t think they’ve got a long-range
riﬂe in the lot; but I’ll ﬁnd out;” and as

he came within range for his own weap— I

on he sent a bullet ﬂying over their
heads.

They halted
ﬂashed together,
short.

“Old smoothbore muskets, eh, with a
shotgun or two which they got on their
raid? I could pick' them off, one by
one, with no danger to myself; but I
don’t believe in killing without cause.

“Still, they must drop their plunder;
but I hope they will not leave their
wounded brave behind I see them carry-
ing. Now a shot to show them what I
can do, and that they must leave their
loot and do their best sprinting.”

With this Buffalo Bill raised his riﬂe
and ﬁred without particular aim.

A wild shout of rage went up as ‘one
of the braves fell, and for a moment the
band was terribly excited and undecided.

Then several shots wer sent ﬂying
over their heads by their enemy, which
reminder of danger stampeded them. All
went off at a run, scattering wide apart
as they ran and bending low.

Then several shots were sent ﬂying
loaded with plunder, so one by one the
bucks dropped their burdens; then a dead
brave was laid upon the trail, and to
Buffalo Bill’s great regret he saw the
wounded warrior seated on the ground
and to his ears came the doleful death-
song of the man now deserted by his
comrades.

instantly; their guns
but the bullets fell

 
CHAPTER XXII.
A SURPRISED REDSKIN.

“ Now I am in for it.”

So thought Buffalo Bill as he saw the
deserted brave seated in the midst of
the plunder hastily thrown away, and
whose wild, weird death-song came dis-
tinctly to his hearing.

Just why the scout had missed killing
them the Indians could not comprehend,
for they could not understand any feel-
ing that prompted mercy in his heart.

That he would be killed the deserted
brave felt assured. Why should he be
spared by this terrible red-slayer?

There lay his dead comrade, just killed
at long range, and he expected to soon
join his spirit in the Happy Hunting
Grounds of his people. |

The cautious white rider advanced at
a walk.

He did not believe the Indians had left
the wounded man a gun, but then they
might have done so, and he did not pro-
pose to be taken unawares and have, the
reds return to get his scalp.

He watched the wounded redskin close-
ly, kept his riﬂe ready for the slightest
move, but when he had come within
close range he swung the gun by its
strap to his saddle-horn and drew a re-
volver.

But the Indian showed no hostile sign;
he still kept up his death-chant.

Glancing over the plain Buffalo Bill
beheld the band still all on the run,
but from time to time glancing back to
watch the fate of their comrade.

He also noticed that they had scat-
tered singly and were stretched out in
a line half a mile in length.

But he was now close upon the wound-
ed and deserted redskin. No gun was
near him—n0 weapon of any kind.

His brothers evidently had not be-
lieved in leaving weapons with one they
regarded as good as dead.

The song continued. now more wild
and loud in its utterance; the helpless
warrior felt that he had but a few mo-
ments to live.

His eyes watched every move of the
scout: he beheld him dismount, revolver
in hand, and advance toward him.

Buffalo Bill saw a tall, well-formed
and handsome young Indian, wearing the
war-bonnet of a sub—chief.

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so daringly followed him, and who when
wounded had risen to his knees to ﬁre
upon him, but had been crushed by his
pony falling upon him.

He observed that one leg had been
rudely bound up, and there was a cut
on his head.

Still the death-song was kept up,
though the scout was now within a few
paces of him.

“ Let my red brother stop his death-
song, for he is not to die by my hand,”
said the scout in the Sioux tongue.

The weird song ended abruptly, and
the eyes of the young sub-chief were
ﬁxed upon the face of his fee.

“The Red Buffalo does not fear to die.
Let the great white chief kill him.”

“ The white chief neither kills wound-
ed braves, women nor children. Pale-
faces are not built that way.

“Let me see how badly the Red Buf-
alo is hurt.”

Then, to the utter amazement of the
Indian, Buffalo Bill looked at the wound
on his head, which had been made by
the hoof of his‘pony when he fell upon
him, and next at the leg.

The wound was an ugly one, the bul-
let tearing through the calf of the leg,
but the bone was not touched, and Buf-
falo Bill said: '

“At the spring I’ll dress that leg for
you. I could mount you on the sorrel
and send you after your people, to tell
them that Pa-e-has-ka“ does not make
war upon them, save when they strike
at his people. a

“The Red Buffalo has scalps at his
belt, I see, three of them, and one is a
woman's; but .it is your nature to kill
and scalp, so I cannot blame you.

“ Come, I’ll help you upon this horse,
and we’ll take your dead pard back,
and the booty too.”

It was no easy task to secure the dead
body of the redskin, the wounded brave,
and the booty all upon the two horses,
but it was done at last, and walking him-
self the scout started back for the tim-
ber.

Arriving there, his ﬁrst duty was to get
some arnica and bandages from his sad-
dle pocket, and carefully dress the bullet-
torn leg and the cut on the redskin's
head.

Then he took a look after the retreat-
ing braves, and seeing that they were
miles away now, he spread a blanket for
his prisoner to rest upon and told him
he was going to bring the herd of horses
up, as he was anxious about them.

Mounting Paleface, he took the pre-
caution to take the sorrel along also,
but within an hour was back with the
whole troop of horses, which he soon
had staked out about the spring.

“Now we’ll have some dinner, Red
Buffalo, and then I’ve got to go into the
undertaking business, for those two dead
pards of yours have got to be buried.”

The scout set to work to get dinner,
and demonstrated to the surprised red-
skin that he could treat even an enemy
as a man and a brother.

 
CHAPTER XXIII.

A SURPRISE.

Buffalo Bill would have preferred not
to have been hampered by the wounded
redskin; but as he was he determined as
a humane man to make the best of it.

He was anxious regarding a return of
the outlaw band, whom be designated
as “ Judge Ghost and his Jury.”

Should they return he knew that he
must ﬁght for it, and with big odds
against him.

He felt that they would naturally
come back to see after him, whom they
had left bound, standing by the side of
the open grave they had dug for him.

Seeing his herd of captured horses,
they would naturally so wish to get pos-

 
‘Buffalo Bill’s Indian name, meaning

‘ Long Hair.

He recognized him as the one who had 1 session of them that they would make a

good ﬁght for the prize.

But he proposed to defend himself, his
horses and his prisoner, as best he could.
and——

“I'll make the redskin help me ﬁght
them,” showed what a defense he would
make.

The six “ Ghosts ” had dashed away in
hot pursuit of the man whom they had
called the Wandering Jew, and whom
they had suddenly discovered to be alive
by his appearance there at the moment
of their horrible vengeance on Buffalo
Bill. ‘

From the hasty pursuit of him they
had seemed not only to be determined
to capture him, but to kill him rather
than he should escape them; that was
evident from their frequent shots at him.

This Buffalo Bill could not compre-
hend, as they were about to put him to
death for the crime of having killed that
very man! Why, then, should they have
pursued with the intent to destroy?

There was something decidedly strange
in this phase of the case, but just then
Buffalo Bill found himself too busy to
think it all over, and try and arrive at a
solution of the mystery.

He knew that the white-robed and
hooded men had appeared on foot; but
he had an idea that their horses were_
not far away, somewhere concealed be—
yond the timber through which the Wan-
dering Jew had taken ﬂight.

The Wandering Jew had also appeared
on foot, but was not his horse some—
where conveniently near?

So thought the scout. v

The Wandering Jew had also sped
away like a deer through the timb'fl', and
the pursuers had followed like avenging
ghosts upon his trail.

But, had they caught him? Had he
escaped them? Had any of their shots
killed or wounded the mysterious man?

This the scout was very anxious to
ﬁnd out.

As soon as he could bury his dead red-
skins he wished to make a short scout
through the timber and see if he could
uncover any trails.

He was anxious to ascertain if the
Wandering Jew had been mounted, and
also where the outlaws who had cap-
tured him had concealed their horses.

That the Wandering Jew had not ﬁred
a shot in his ﬂight the scout felt sure
from the sound of the ﬁring, it seeming
all together and to have come from his
pursuers; no return shot from the dis- _
tance was heard.

Having had dinner, watered his horses,
and staked them out again and made the
Red Buffalo as comfortable as possible,
Buffalo Bill walked over to his saddle
with the remark:

“ I forgot to see if the package is all
safe."

Under the skirt of his saddle was a
secret pocket, wherein he was in the
habit of concealing important dispatches
when carrying them from fort to fort.

From this secret pocket, the existence
of which no one would have suspected,
he lifted out a large envelope well ﬁlled
and considerably soiled. It was sealed.

“ That’s all right,” he said. “New to
bury my two dead Indians."

One by one he carried the bodies, the
one he had suspended in a tree and the
one killed by his random shot among
the retreating raiders, and placed them
by the half-ﬁlled grave.

With his tin plate he threw out the
earth until it came to the form which
the Indians had placed there, and then, -
side by side, he laid the others, respect-
fully clasping their hands upon their
breasts, and every now and then keeping
a bright lookout across the plains to see
that the cunning savages did not return
to again make a try to get the horses
and his scalp.

He had just spread a blanket over the
dead reds when he heard the ring of
metal against a stone, and looking up
quickly he beheld a dozen horcnmon close

 
upon him and coming straight for the
‘ grave in which he stood, waist deep!

 
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CHAPTER XXIV.
DEFENDING A FOE.

From the direction the dozen horsemen

came Buffalo Bill had not looked for
danger.

His eyes had been glancing now and
then across the plain, over which the
Indian chief, Red Spirit, and his braves
had retreated on foot, and then through
the timber to see that no foe was creep-
ing upon him from that direction.

The wounded Indian warrior, reclining
upon the blanket which the scout had
spread for him, had been watching his
humane act, burying the Indian ‘dead,
until, weak from loss of blood, and tired
out, he had dropped off to sleep.

So he did not observe the coming
horsemen, either.

They had appeared on the trail by
which the Indians had approached the
timber; and with the herd of horses be-
tween them and the scout, who was most
intent upon his work, they had come
within pistol-shot range before being dis;
covered.

Buffalo Bill was always a cautious
man. Constant living amid danger had
made him so; he had, therefore, taken
his riﬂe to the grave with him, and it
then lay within reach of his hand, along
with his belt of arms, but which he had
taken off while at work.

Upon beholding the horsemen close at
hand, his ﬁrst act was to grasp his weap-
ons and stoop down in the grave.

Here he knew he could make a good
stand. .

What he saw was a party of horsemen,
dressed as bordermen and armed with
riﬂes and with revolvers in their lts.

Their horses seemed to have been ard
ridden, and the riders had a haggard,
wearied look.

A quick count revealed just eleven of
the riders.

The first thought of the scout was
that they were his former captors and
JudgelGhost and his Jury of Five now
combined; but a keener glance showed
him that he did not recognize among the
{at any of the ﬁve men who had captured

m. ,

I Then, too, several of the faces he had
seen before; of that he felt certain. Who
they were, and what was ‘their busi-
ness? This was what he wanted to know
ere he came out of that grave, where he
was ready to ﬁght for his life, if need be.

But, suddenly, one of the men spurred
forwardand called out: “ Why, pards,
it's Buffalo Bill! ”

The men gave a cheer and the scout,
feeling that he knew their business,
sprang out of the grave and raised his
‘hat in salute, while he said to the lead-
er: ‘

“I have met you before, sir, but I
don’t Just recall where.”

“ My nam‘e is Reuben Benson. I am
from the Silver Mound settlement, which
the accursed redskins raided night he-
'- fore last,‘ and left a red trail behind
them. I saw you, Cody, when you were
in the settlement half a year ago.” ,

 
“ Yes, I recall you now perfectly, Mr. '

- Benson, but I am sorry your settlement
' has been made to suffer.” ,

‘i Yes, men, women, and children were
killed, a dozen of them, by the‘red ﬁends,
who set ﬁre to a number of cabins, and
then got awaiy with their booty and some
horses. 1 .

“ We. were on this trail.”

“ Your horses are there, as you see, Mr.
Benson, and I guess you'll ﬁnd considera-
ble of/the plunder, too.

“ I was so fortunate as to be near and
get it away from them.”

“ What, alone? ” ~

" Yes, sir, I am alone." , ,

" And you had no help? "

'“ No, sir, for luck came my way."

‘P There are, ,no comrades near of
yours? f’ ' r' ’

“ None, sir. The only one I have ith
me is yonder wounded redskin,” nd

' Buffalo Bill pointed to whereRed Buffa-
4 . 10 set upon his blanket,'his,eyes fastened
 ‘ upon the hot-same? v ' a.

:-  § He had beenawa‘ sued by the sound d

 
than I do you, if they are of the cow-

. This shot seemed to strike home, for

   
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voices, and the moment that he saw the ;
party of horsemen he felt that he would
be killed, and once again he began to
chant his death song in a low, hardly
audible voice. ‘

The attention of the horsemen had all i
been devoted, up to that moment, upon i
Buffalo Bill. I

They had seen and recognized their}
captured horses, and with them a number ‘
of others.

They had also seen the booty the In- .
dians had so securely tied up and fast—f
ened upon pack saddles, and seeing Buf— ;
falo Bill, the open grave, and no In—'
dians in sight, they supposed a party of '
cavalry had forced them to .drop their
plunder and ﬂy.

But at the words of the scout all eyes i
turned upon the wounded Indian, and
one of the horseman shouted out:

“ And I’ll get his scalp, curse him!"

He was spinning toward him, revolver
in hand, when Buffalo Bill leaped for-
ward, grasped his rein, and said sternly,
as he threw his horse with sudden force
back on his haunches, nearly unseating
his rider: “ Hold!

“ That wounded Indian is my prisoner,
and you shall not harm him.”

 
CHAPTER XXV.
THE scou'r's THREAT.

“ What! Do you dare oppose me in kill-
ing an Indian?" yelled the man, now
livid with rage at Buffalo~Bill’s check-
ing him as he did, and his words.

“I do, for the redskin is wounded and
a prisoner, and I will protect him."

“Not from me, you will not."

“ Yes, from you; and I tell you to
your face that none but a coward would
kill a wounded man who is wholly at
his mercy.”

“ You dare call me a coward, Buffalo
Bill?” almost shrieked the man.

“ Your actions speak louder than my
words, but I repeat, if you ﬁre on that
redskin I shall kill you.” ~

With this the scout stepped back and
drew his revolver, for he had buckled on
his belt before getting out of-the grave.

“ I. shall kill him, and I have the sat-
isfaction at least of knowing that my
pards will protect me from you.”

“I do not fear your pards any more

ardly stripe that you are, and ﬁvhich I
cannot believe of them.” . .

The words were arlessly uttered, and
the scout looked squarely into the faces
of the men he thus Bohfronted single-
handed.

“ Hear him, boys! He deﬁes us all.

“ But watch me send a bullet_ through
that redskin’s head,” cried the man who

had shown himself so determined to'killi'

the Indian.

“It will be the last act of your life,"
and Buffalo Bill stood ready to make
his threat good. .

The leader of the band, Reuben Ben-
son, saw this, and he knew Buffalo Bill,
and he called out to his companion:

“ Hold, Doyle, for the scout means what
he says, and you are in the wrong.”

“ Does that mean that you will allow
me to be shot down like a dog, Benson? ”

“ It is your quarrel, not ours, and you
were wrong to insist upon killing Mr.
Cody’s prisoner, and a wounded man at
that. ' I

“ You are man to man, and as you
sought the trouble, why‘ should I take
sides with you against a Government oili-
cer? ” ' >

.“ Yes, and all about laying out an In-
:lu’n," said another of the party.

” An Indian'is human, as you are, and
not to be shot down like a 'coyote. _

l ..“ Why did you not ﬁght them when you
the chance? ” hotly said Buffalo Bill.

some reason. for several of the ‘men
laughed, and one said:

" Yes, Doyle, if you had made a stand
at your cabin, instead of running for
help, they would have been checked , at

  
but that redskin was one of the leaders
of his red devils against our settlement,‘
for I saw him, and he aided in the butch-
ery of women and children, and burn-
ing our homes.”

“If I recall-aright, it was a party of
men from Silver Mound settlement who ~-’
came upon a small village of squaws,
children, and old men, a year ago, the
braves being away on a hunt, and shot
nearly all of them without the loss of a
man on your side.

“ The Indians have good memories;
they are savages; their training is to
kill their foes and avenge wrongs, and
they but hit back at the slayers of their
defenseless people, for they are from the
same village.”

Some of the party winced under the
words of Buffalo Bill, for they were of the
party he had referred to, and Dan Doyle
had been their leader, but he growled
forth:

“ You talk as though you never killed
an Indian, Buffalo Bill, while, if report
says right, there are scores set down to
your credit."

“ Unfortunately, yes, in the discharge
of duty, and in my defense; but I do not
fight women, children, decrepid old men,
and boys, nor do I slay braves wantonly.

“But this quarrel must end, for that
young chief is under my protection. I
am going to carry him to the fort, and
the man that kills him has me to deal
with. Now you know just what to ex-
pect.”

A malignant look passed over the face
of the man Doyle. ‘

He slowly returned his revolver to his
belt, dismounted, threw his bridle rein
to a comrade, and drawing his knife,
said in a sneering way: (

“ There is nothing mean about Buf-
falo Bill, so I will spare the life of your
red brother; but I wish to know him the
Inert, time I see him, and so I shall mark -

m. ’ ' '

“ You shall do nothing of the kind."

“ Yes, I shall take a lock of his hair-s- ‘
in fact, scalp him. That is the only,com-
promise I shall make.”

All looked at Buffalo Bill. ‘

Tall, slender, broad-shouldered, he yet
seemed no match for Dan Doyle, who was
several inches over six' feet, weighed,
ﬁfty pounds more t n d the scout,
and was noted for is great strength,’ '
having gained the nickname of “Her- ' "
cuies Dan " on account of it. ’

But Bu alo Bill stepped in front of
him and said quietly: ,

“ As you have put up your revolver,
I shall put up mine, but dare to lay hands , ~,
on that Indian and I’ll break every bone , ,.
in your body.” ‘ '

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CHAPTER XXVI. (
‘ HERCULES DAN.  

When Buffalo Bill uttered the last
threat he unbuckled his belt of arms and " _
laid them upon the ground, remarking 
quietly: . ' s

“ I feel that I am among rhqnorable : 
men, who will not take advantage of me - 
because I desire to, protect that Indian ». ’;
from this bully ” 

“ You are safe, Mr. Cody, without your  ‘
weapons. ,  A I,

“ But you are playing now into the  a
hands of Doyle, let me say, for he has v. ' . v.
no match on the border for strength—we ‘ "- :
call him Hercules Dan.” . .

“ And in spite of his great strength,-
he is coward enough to wish to kill a 
man at his mercy, and ‘I mean just what _ 
I said, that if he lays his weapons aside  r
I shall still prevent his harming the Red
Buffalo.” - , v .i,

“ If you can, you mean. . ‘ j

 
“'And you hear me shout, right now, “ ,
the Red Buffalo will have a better claim  ' ',,
to his name when I have done with him,
and, Government officer or not, Buffalo \-
Bill will feel sorry that‘die ever crossed . ‘
the will of Hercules Dan. You hear me
shout." , , 5 V 
"Yes,'\I've heard just such creatu, f
shout before. Do you dare utilside, ,' '

   
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The man quickly drew his revolvers  Doyle to carry out his threat against the
iredskin, though I hate every drop of

and laid them upon the ground.
“ And your knife? ”

‘ " 1’11 keep that to take the Red BUﬂa- ’ have suffered cruelly at their hands; but ,

lo’s scalp lock."

“No, no, Dan! "
voices; “ play fair! "

“ Throw down your knife! ”

“ Yes, Doyle, put down your knife, for
the scout is no match for you as it is,
and I ought not allow this fight."

“ Let him keep his knife in his belt;
I don’t fear it, or him,” retorted Buffalo
Bill, conﬁdently, and, turning to the bul-
ly. he continued:

“Now, if you are going to scalp the
Red Buffalo, go about it, for while you
are fooling here the Indians you pretend
to be so anxious to overtake are making
good their escape, though on foot.”

“ Is that so, Mr. Cody? " asked Reuben
Benson quickly.

“ Yes, I stampeded their horses, leav-
ing all the reds on foot, and they must
be now some ten miles ahead of you.”

“ Only a bluff to crawl out of meeting
me; but, here goes for the Injun's scalp."

With this, Hercules Dan started toward
the Indian, but with a bound Buffalo Bill
barred his way.

The men quickly gathered about, near-
ly all of them shouting: -

“ Put down your knife, Dan! ”

As though he did not notice the scout,
or, seeing him, felt no dread of an en-
counter with him, Hercules Dan kept on
toward the Indian.

As he neared Buffalo Bill he stretched
out his hand as though to grasp him, and
thrust him aside.

All there saw the giant’s arm struck

came a chorus of

. upward; a ﬁst was driven hard into the

t “ resolve.

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face of Hercules Dan, who staggered
backward, and would have fallen had he
not been suddenly seized in arms of iron,
raised into the air as though but a boy,
and hurled his length upon the ground
with a force that was sickening, his
knife ﬂying from his hand, and his body
lying motionless where it had fallen.

For a moment no word was uttered by
the crowd; they could not understand
just how it was done.

Hercules Dan had met his match in a
way no one had anticipated, and the on-
lookers could not believe their own eyes.

The silence was broken by a wild war-
cry of triumph.

It cartie from' the lips of the Red Buf-
falo, and his face was aglow with ad-
miration and delight at the wonderful
feat. ’

For once the stolid nature of the red-
skjn was broken through, and he had
expressed his pent-up feelings with a yell
of cummingled Joy and triumph in the
scout’s act, for he had been a close wit-
ness of all that had occurred, and as
BuffaloBill later discovered, a listener,
for he spoke and understood English
fairly well. V

“ I believe you have killed him, Cody,”

[remarked Captain Benson.

“No; brutes are harder to kill than a
human being,” was the cool but rather
embittered response of the scout.

Bending over the prostrate form, Reu-
ben Benson said:

“ He breathes all right, but the blow

and fall both stunned and knocked the

breath out of him.
' “ I hope none of his bones are broken."
" I think not, for he is a massively built
fellow. ,
“Get some water at the spring and
bathe his fees," said Buffalo Bill.
" And let me urge, Cody, that you go
on your Way, for‘he is a terror when

' aroused."

“ Nd; Captain Benson, I have not found
him so terrible, and this is my camp,
which I shall not leave until it suits me
to do so," was the ﬁrm reply of Buffalo
Bill, and that he had won the crowd
there was no doubt, for they cheered his

 
‘  .  CHAPTER xxvn.

. BIY‘F‘F'AL‘O BILL'S; REFUSAL.
'1' I .was‘ speaking only to save trouble,
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blood in the veins of his people, for I

I did not wish to interfere between man
and man unless forced to do so.

"I cannot leave here with Doyle in
this condition, while you can."

So said Captain Benson to Buffalo Bill;
but the latter replied:

“ And I have the Indian to look after,
and that grave to ﬁll in, for there are
four redskin bodies in it now.

“Then, too, I have a purpose in re-
maining here, and no fear of your man
Doyle can drive me out of my camp."

“ I guess you are right; but, see, he is
coming to.”

One of the men had gotten water from
the spring and bathed the face of Her-
cules Dan, who /was slowly reviving.

His face was cut over the eye, and al-
ready swollen from the scout's blow, and
he breathed hard and labored as he
came to, while his lips were red where
his teeth had cut them in his fall.

With an effort he asked: .

“ What was it, boys?”

“ He worsted you, Dan, that was all.”

“ Who? " -

“ Buffalo Bill." .,

" Didn’t a mule kick me? "

(I No.”

“ Didn’t I fall out of a tree? Or, what
was it? ” -

“Buffalo Bill hit you, and then gave
'you a tumble that made your bones rattle
like a bull in 9. china shop.” ‘

” Yes, Dan, he’s slight in build, but oh
my! my!”

“ He’s a giant from heel to scalp."

“ You were like a baby in his grasp,
Dan." ,

“ He just planted you one in the face
—and you should see how you look."

“ And then be tossed you up a few
hundred feet, inter ther atmosphere, an’
let yer drap! No wonder yer thought
yer hed tumbled out of a tree.”

’* An' a Government mule kicked yer."

“ Yes, and you didn’t scalp the Injuri,
Dan." .

" Yer didn’t even strike ther Injun's
trail, Hercules.”

While these encouraging and consol-
ing remarks were being made, Hercules
Dan lay perfectly quiet upon his back.

He was learning the truth and he had
time to think, to get over his anger, and
not make a fool of himself again.

“ Silence, pards! Don’t worry him, for
he can’t feel very good.

“ Let me see if any bones are broken,
Dan,” said Reuben Benson. '

“ I guess they are all busted, from the
way I feel, Cap’n.”

“ Not so bad as that, Dan, I hope.” ,

“ My lower teeth have been driven up
into my jaw, my upper teeth downward;
my skull is cracked, \and I feel as if I
was a bag full of loose bones.” ' .

All laughed, even Buffalo Bill smiling
at the queer conceit, the utter wreck he
had made of Hercules.

Nothing abashed, however,
Dan asked:

“ Did you see it, Cap'n Reub?"

u Yes." 'i “A

“ What did you see? "' r

“ That you wasn’t in it a little bit,
Dan, quicli clever, and powerful as you
are. ‘

“ Come, acknowledge you were wrong,
and let us have no more trouble,”

All saw the mali‘gnant’look that swept
over the bruised face, and knew that it
boded evil to the scout; but Hercules
Dan did not answer in keeping with what
his looks revealed, for he said:

“ All right, cap’n; I knows when I’m'
whipped, and I'll be friends with Bumlo
Bill, and won’t kill his dear Injun."

Buffalo Bill’s face ﬂushed, for he had
read the look of the bully. and,hea'rd
the words, but read between them. *'~-‘

So he stepped forward and replied
quickly: '

“I am no hypocrite, Doyle, and say
just what I mean. I am‘ perfectly will-
ingto let this quarrel end right here. but
we will not be friends. for no man shall

Hercules

call me pard who would do the act you
tried to do. '
i “ Let the matter drop just as it is.”
. Hercules Dan bit his lips, while the
lothers looked serious.
In their hearts they deemed the scout

f right, but they feared more trouble.
I At last Doyle said: “Will you not
I shake hands?” '
I “ No; for that means friendship, and I

will grasp no man’s hand treacherousiy,"
I and Buffalo Bill turned to Reuben Ben-
, son and said: '
g “ Captain, though I would protect a
wounded Indian, I would not shield them
on the warpath and able to defend them—
selves. These raiders should be pun-
ished, and though on foot they are armed
and outnumber your force two to one.

“ Those horses are comparatively fresh,
while the ones you are riding are bro-
ken down. All but the Indian ponies be-
long to your settlement, you know; so
take them and go in pursuit, for you
can readily follow the trail, and, in fact,
see them miles ahead.”

“I will do so; but you, Mr. Cody?"

“ I will remain in my camp here until
you return.”

“ But I fear that Hercules Dan can-
not go."

“ Leave him, then, for I will see that
he is cared for and gets into no mischief,”
was the smiling but signiﬁcant assur-
ance.

 
‘

CHAPTER XXVIII.
A MYSTERIOUS SHOT.

Captain Benson having decided to fol-
low Buffalo Bill’s advice, the tired horses
ridden there were unsaddled and staked
out, and the others prepared for the pur-
suit of the Indians.

Dinner was ordered cooked, and it
was determined to press rapidly on and

trike a severe blow if the redskin raid-
rs could be overtaken before they
rached shelter in the mountains. and this
Buffalo Bill said could be done.

Hercules Dan had been'aided to his
feet, and he shook himself together, and
declared no bones were broken, but he
felt sore, though able to push on also, for
he did not appear to relish remaining
behind with the scout.

The latter produced his arnica and
some plaster and gave them to the cap-
‘tain to dress the cut on the face of the
Hercules.

This done, Captain Benson walked over
to where Buffalo Bill was ﬁlling in the
grave, keeping his eye, however, upon
his enemy the while.

“ I see that you are keeping an eye
on Doyle? ”

“Yes, and I shall drop him in his
tracks with my riﬂe if he attempts to
shoot, or to go near that Indian." .

" I think he knows that, and he’ll not
attempt any nonsense, for the boys would
not stand it, now.

“ But I came to say that several of
those horses do not belong in our set-
tlement, so you are to keep. them, and
also the ponies, for we are lucky in get;
ting back the animals we do, and also
the booty the reds had to. leave behind.

“ Tell me how it all came about.”

In his modest way Buffalo Bill told
of his affair in Grizzly Gulch, his capt-
ure by the ﬁve outlaws, his being left
in the timber tied to a tree, the appear-
ance of the ghostly forms, and their
maddened flight after the Wandering
Jew, with his escape and trouble with
the Indians, ending his story by asking: '

“ Now tell me if» you ever heard of this
Wandering Jew? ” I ‘ ’

Without answering directly, Benson,
who held the post of magistrate in Sil-
ver Mound settlement, and was also cap-
,tain of the rangers, said: ' ,

“ You are a wonderful man, Buffalo
Bill. I know of no one else who could
have done what you have. "

“ You we modest in telling about ,your-

 
more credit than you have» given yourself
credit for.” =

  
self. but I feel sure that you deeerve‘ \

 
14

 
“No, I told all as it happened; but,
what about this Wandering Jew?"

“ Yes, I have not only heard of him,
but seen him.”

“ And he really is a Jew?”

“ Most certainly, and has the accent;
but is, all the same, a fearless fellow——
nervy as Navajo.

"He held up‘the coach into Silver
Mound settlement, in which I was a
passenger, with five others, and did it
alone; but he did not rob it; his object
was to ﬁnd some one he was looking
for.”

“ Was there a grave anywhere near
where he held you up?”

“ Now I think of it, there were a num-
ber, for he stood just where we had
buried half a dozen poor fellows who had
been killed by Indians, one being my

. brother, and let me tell you that my old

father and mother shared the same sad
fate at their hands.”

“ You have indeed cause for bitterness
against them.

” But can you tell me anything more of
this Wandering Jew? ”

“No more than I have heard of him
holding up another coach, but without
robbery.” ‘ '

“ Thank you. Please do not speak
about my being on 'his trail to any one.”

“ I will not; but dinner is ready and I
must be off." I

A quarter of an hour after the party
rode away on ,fresh horses. ' Hercules
Dan mounted with some difﬁculty.

The scout watched them ride away,

‘ and then turned to go in search of the

D  Buffalo Bill, and .he knew that

grew ' quitb v thick.

trail of the Wandering Jew, when the

"Indian called out in fair English:

, “ Paehaska great chief, so much heap
strong like mountain lion.

“ Him play with big paleface like pap—
poose; him save Red Buffalo from being
kill, from losing scalplock.

“ Red Buffalo Paehaska’s brother—
him big chief some time, bimeby, maybe

He held out his hand, which the scout

I grasped, Just as there came a sharp re-

port and a bullet clipped the ﬂesh of
Buffalo Bill's thumb, and carried off a
 of the‘gRed Buffalo’s extended
, an . . .

CHAPTER XXIX.

- AN UNKNOWN son. A

 That the Red Buffalo could understand
and speak English was a surprise to
the

wounded redskin had consequently heard

 ' all that had’been said between Hercules
’ x  Dan and himself..

When ‘the Indian had offered his hand

{in friendship, the, scout was only too
glad to take it, and yet,» at the moment

the two clasped hands, there camethat
wholly unexpected shot from somewhere
in-the timber. ‘ s a V '

> ‘The bullet had merely cut the ﬂesh of:
the scout’s hand, but a glance showed to

him that it had severed the first two
 1 joints of the middle ﬁnger of the Indian’s
 .right hand,.the piece dropping upon‘the
'j,;groun‘§i, while the blood 'spurted from the ‘
 wean . ' - i ‘ -

With a bound Buffalo Bill was at the
tree against which his riﬂe leaned. and
awayyin pursuit, for he hadvca‘ught sight
of a blanket—enveloped form; dying oi!
among the timber, which‘on, that side

 "But. suddenly, the nthought ﬂashed
iumn.him~‘~tha't if he went in persuit, of

the: ,‘unkn‘o' groan: the, Indian, Would
 doubtleeely bleed to deathn‘so,‘ halting,

 he threw hisfriﬂe tohis~ ‘shoulder and

 
"c scout quickly. Etied“ anvbuhks' ‘ kin; string
will  .,    K silitﬂe

took a chance5~shot at the dying form.

‘ V, ' ‘ ' Ths‘fugitive sprang into the air at the
“shot, staggered a fewmtena and went»
vdewn in a clump of brush. a , '

.‘ Th‘a’t was certainlyzacrack shot at,
 ﬁtting range,’,"~muttered the scout, Land ‘
" :unheeding the fallen man, he returns, .

hiljreddli‘n‘t prisoners  - .- ,
Tfi‘hennger  bleeding" freely; bht

  
e  and

ward a bit‘of lowland.

 
A‘_‘ , . > ...,. .. 4., .,
, , A1,

 Buffalo Bill’s DeathLDeal.

The ragged edges were clipped off, the
bleeding checked, and the broken bone
taken out at the joint, with a rough
skill in surgery which experience had
taught.

“Paehaska big medicine man!” said
Red Buffalo, coolly watching the work,
and without a wince of pain.

So far as he was concerned the finger
did not appear to be off his hand for all
the sign he exhibited that he suffered.

“You’rea dandy to stand pain,” ob—
served Buffalo Bill. admiringly.

“ Red Buffalo no squaw.

“ But, Paehaska hurt, too.”

“That is but a scratch,” replied the
scout, glancing at the slight wound on
his own hand, and, saturating a bandage
with arnica, he proceeded to bind it up.

“Who shoot?”

“ I don’t know; but he 'looked like an
Indian, for I saw only his blanket.”

“ No Indian! ”

“ You think so?”

" Yes, Red Buffalo see face.”

I!  ’l

“ He paleface.
ty quick bimeby.”

“ Yes, I'll go and take a look at him.”

“ Big shot Paehaska make; heap
good!”

“ Yes, it wasn’t bad," and Buffalo Bill
walked off through the timber, loading
his riﬂe as he went along.

" I’m in the graveyard business this
day, that is certain; but now, to find out
who it was that fired that shot.

“ If it is not an Indian, as Red Buifalo
says, it must be one of those outlaws,
or the Wandering Jew.

" In the latter case he is hunting me;
but I will soon know.

" His shot was at very long range; so
he has a good‘riﬂe, and it came very
near being fatal to the Indian or my-
self.

“ Let me see; he fell just yonder, where
those rushes are, and when I tired I was
dodging like a squirrel among the ,trees.”

The scout reached the bushes, glanced
about him, but saw no dead body; nor
did he see a live man. No one was
there!

He quickly looked all about, but with-
out avail. ' I

Not a person was discovered.

He looked at the pot where he was
sure the man had gone down.

There was the trace of some one hav-
ing fallen there, and, where a form had
crawled along for ﬁfty feet‘iupon the
ground. ~ , ,

Then there were tracks, tracks that
were made with a booted foot!

The Red Buffalo wasright; the man’
was no Indian.

c There was no trace of blood to show
that he had even been wounded.

' “ I may'not have "hit him, and it was
a clever trick of his to fall. v

“ Had I pushed" right on after him, be
alright have. brought me to a halt with a
I ot. ~ ' ' -

'.' I guess it was lucky for me the In-
diart’s finger was shot off.”. -

T e nature of the ground beyond was
such that trails 001116.be seen, the tim-
ber running in a narrow strip Idem: to-

Paehaska find out pret-

Re’turning-‘to the Indian, Buffalo Bill
said: ‘ '- ﬂ
“ on are right, Red Buffalo; he was.
white man.” ., ’ ? .' - ‘ '
“Where heh'” ’  I , I
u Gena-1’  I; ‘ .
I 4.1 No  H
' “No; 'it was “a

' dodge he played ; on

lime to fall." ' -

“Don’tyknow-him?!’ . x
' “‘No, but he wore boots.” v _
“ Maybe'catchjhimblindly-'1  .
"dyho‘pe so, for ,1»,- would Izlilie to know
who the gentleman is.” K ,' 3,, /- -

‘ _, . 1 CHAPTER xxx: ’3,
., V -. 'rn' moi-A REBSKIN._ ‘ 
, wish. ,0, y; d sienna: ran
..?]aue’¢&gﬁ"i . ,  _-.‘-I,t,,' , ,~._.V 2'

   
‘ I am gone, and tries to kill‘my, redv'ﬂ

’ 1111s,", and Buffalo 13m handed the In- .;

, pleasure, and he said quietl :

 'what his white brother says". ~ 
l l 2 Buffalo Bill, and he walked over to where’
: mountings-hint, rode away through 

 
who, to use a slang expression, had
“bitten off more than he could chew.”

He had an Indian prisoner on his
hands who was suffering from tWO
wounds.

Then he had not found the unknown
foe who had ﬁred upon them, giving him
a slight wound, and he must expect that
another shot would come from some
unexpected source.

The \Vandering Jew had gone off with
six prisoners at his heels, and both he
and the prisoners he wished to ﬁnd out' 3
about. ‘

There were no less than seven Indian

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‘ ponies and two good horses besides Pale» r
: face to be claimed by him as his proper4 - i
'ty, for so Captain Benson had decided. ;

These were to be looked after. 5

He was keeping camp for the return '
of the Rangers from Silver Mount City,
and he was anxious to go on the trail of
those who had fled from the timber, and
then get on to the fort with his prisoner
and the horses.

If he left Red Buffalo untied in camp
‘he felt very sure that he would escape,
and he could not blame him for it, and
he very likely would take the best horse
in the,lot to, go on.

That he was suffering from two wounds
Buffalo Bill knew would not deter the
Indian from going.

‘ He was well aware what Indian human ,
nature, pluck, and endurance could
stand.

If he bound the redskin it would but
inﬂame his wounds, and show that he
did not trust him.

“ I’ll risk the trust, and more, I'll leave,
him a gun, for if that white bully, Her— .r
cules Dan, comes back while I am away r
be can protect himself from him, for
that he’d shoot the redskin I am moral-
ly. certain.” _

So saying, Buffalo Bill went over to
where the Indian lay and said: ,

:Is the Red Buffalo my white broth— -
er. " . .

“Heap so.” ~ ' ‘ -

“ Will the RedﬁBu‘ffalo speak with a
straight tongue?!” _ '

” Yes, me talk heap straight.”

“ Then listen to me.”

“ Me hear.” ‘ , v

"‘I wish to go on the trail of the foe  
who wounded you and me’.” ‘ ‘ 

“Me hear.” b . . p

“ I may be gone one long walk; maybe
have long walks, and I wish to leave my. ;
red brother here in camp and not tie‘ 33.,
him.  3 ‘
f' I wish to trust the Red Buffalo and
feel that his togue is not crooked!” .'

“Me talk straight."  ,

" The Red Buﬂalo is my prisoner, and
I wish him to go to the paleface fort .
with me." ,' ‘ * 5 ., a f '

“Paleface brave kill me." " 

“ No, I promise you they will not; but _ . 
I have there a white brother, a big med- V ,
icine chief, who will make the hurts of' 
the Red'Buffalo well. u ' 4 n

v “ When he is'well Paehaska will give 
him pony and food. and let hlmgo backgi a
to his people ‘and tell how the palefaces’i
treated him. ; , g ‘_  ‘ 

“Will‘s. the Red Buffalo wait‘here in?
camp for "Paehaska to come back? ” s

‘.‘The Red Buffalo will wait here. His ‘
tongue is not crooked,” was the digni-r‘“
ﬂed reply. ' ' '

"'I. believe my red brother. , ‘

“Here, this is, Paehaska’s little gun,
and if the bad paleface comes back while

 
brother, he can defend himselfimut he
must not shoot him, or show the little ;
gun-unless the big =white brave attacks

       
diam one of his revolvers. . . g
“g ,The redskin‘s face lighted up with 

Burran a

    
"Me hear, me know. .Re
13"! believe that :you will,” answered“,
his horse; Paleface, was feeding, and

 
: 

her. : V .
‘ 9";

 
«to the spot ,where“ he

  
‘ l 1

 seen the tracks of his unknown foe, and .
» following them for a while, saw other"
i

trails.
.; There was one of a moccasined foot,
'l and he muttered:

“The Wandering Jew’s track, for he

 is said to wear moccasins."

 _ Other tracks were there; and half a
6 mile from camp, where the ground was
-! soft, he counted the footprints of the
' six men who had intended burying him
alive, but had gone off in pursuit of the
Wandering Jew.

The iatter’s tracks were also there,
as were the later and fresh trail of his
, unknown too.

3 ‘ “Thus far they were all on foot, and
l ‘ from their tracks all of them were on the

mighty jump when they passed along
' here,” said the scout.

Soon after he came to a thicket 'in a
bit of lowland, and here were traces of
where six horses had been hitched Close
together. ,

Apart from these there were the tracks
of a seventh horse, and the freshness of
.the latter trail told Buffalo Bill that the
last one found was that of the man who

‘ . i had wounded him and the Indian.

. But there was no other trail to reveal
that the Wandering Jew had been mount-
'ed.

The tracks all led across the lowland
and over a. rise that Was timbcred with
small trees.

“I will still follow the trails,” mut-
tered the scout, and he continued on his
way.

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., CHAPTER XXXI.
'j  3, A BETRAYED BY A TRACK.
“ " Following the trails up over the rise,
Buffalo Bill continued on until he came,
out of the belt of timber.
The fresher of the tracks he sawfol—
 10de on 'after those made during the
I} _’ night by his captors.
‘ I But suddenly he halted, for he came
upon a trail coming in on his right!
It was of one horse, and fresh. And
‘ more, it was made by the same animal,
' as the. tracks showed, that must have
' been ridden by his unknown foe.
“ Here is where he came in on his
way to the timber, but he continued
1 on, I see, not returning on his own trail
further than here.
A ‘, .“Ah! There is something.”
-.  He had seen some tracks ahead. »
Going to them he saw that they were
of the six horses he had been follow-
ing, butwhere they had returned thus
 f .far, and halted awhile.
 ; Looking back over his way he saw the
y  't-iinber where his camp was, and the
 plains beyond. ’
' "Ah! Now I know why they did not
return after me. -
' ' , .“ They got this far and evidently saw
 Captain Benson and his men.
‘ ‘ftYes, there is where they ,branched
-‘,:on, and at a quick pace, too, supposing
 I would send the horsemen in pursuit.
'1,- ‘-‘But the trail of my unknown foe
~“goes on from here, I see. '
 flint I discoverono trace of the Wan-
  Jew, or that he had a horse.
7 "I might as well go back now, I guess,
. Yalien: will be sunset by the time I reach
came-go. I’ll just see who that gentle-

,‘ ,{f‘

 
:

   
man is. .
 A horseman had suddenly ridden into
sight at short distance 01!. ,
‘, . That he had not seen the scout his
‘. wmanner showed; but hevquickly discov-
ered him, came to a sudden halt, then
"‘- ‘rode on.l ‘  ,' , ‘
' "EIt‘is a man-I sawt in Grizzly Gulch
“(at the funeral of the Gentleman Vaga-
, bond. I wonder if hercaii be my un-
 known foe. I'll go slow and see what
the has to say.” ‘, , f a

‘ As the man drew nearer, Buffalo Bill
called out: y r 
 “Ho, card. we meet again. for I'saw
won in .Gridzly Gulch. I remeinber.”

’. 1.“ Yes, and you are ‘Bui'falo Bill, the

 
)

   
v.

x

n, i striking appearance, well dressed

 
I to the saddle;

soon ""answered the other, who was a?

 
Buﬁe19_-3i11’s DeathtDesl:

  
mounted on a ﬁne horse and thoroughly
armed. '

“ I am Buffalo Bill, pard, if so you will. '
and I was following a trail of an ln~
dian who shot at inc'from ambush and
skipped. Put 1'“ give it up and return .
to camp. Won‘t you go, too? ”

“ I don’t mind, thank you; in fact. I‘ll
be glad to do so, for I’m tired, as I‘ve
been out prospecting for gold all day.”

“Didn’t see any redskins, did you?”

“Not a soul.”

They were now riding side by side
back toward camp, and Buffalo Bill
asked:

“What may I call you, pard, for my
own name is Cody, as you may know.”

“Yes, I’d forgotten to tell you my
name.

“I will give you the one by which
I am known in Grizzly~Gulch, for there
they call me Nugget Ned, from the fact
that in my prospecting I have found
some good-sized nuggets of the yellow
metal at different times.”

“ You are lucky,” and Buifalo Bill had
been taking his companion in from head
to foot in his quiet way, though not ap—
pearing to do so. >

The sun was abou on the horizon
when the two came to he lowland where
thegtracks were most plainly visible.

It was there, too, that Buffalo Bill had
seen the tracks of the 'Wandering Jew,
as he supposed it to be, from the fact
that the man wore moccasins. ' i

The scout’s eyes had 'been upon the
ground, and at a piece of rugged road
he drew back and allowed the man who
had called himself Nugget Ned to go in
advance.

Hardly had the latter done so when
Buffalo Bill quickly drew his revolver
and said: “ Pard, see here! ”

The man looked back to ﬁnd himself
covered,

He started, turned white, and uttered
a sound betwoeen an exclamation and a
curse.

“ Raise yourihands, pard, for my gun
covers you.” ,

“ What doyou mean?” cried the man
with angry ‘look and tone. ,

“ Obey, and then we will talk.”,

“I will notl; 1—” ‘

" Up with your hands, sir, or I will
kill you,” ,thundered the scout, and
quickly the man obeyed, while he asked:

“ Is this a joke?” ,

" It may be, but I don’t see it,” and,
riding closeup to the horseman, he took
from. him his revolvers, knife, and riﬂe.

Then he‘ slipped his lariat over his
head, and by a few turns made him fast

' “ Oh, but you shall pay for this, Buf-
falo Bill! ”' ' ‘
. " I will hold myself responsible to you
it I am wreng, Nugget Ned; but I be-
lieve you to be the man who shot to kill
me a couple of hours ago, wounding an
Indian and myself, and I base my charge
upon the tracks or‘,your horse, which
a blind man. can see made those right
there, but going in’the other direction.”

" It is false!" cried the man.

“ '1‘ tracks" betray you," was the calm
rejoin or, “and [will prove it to my
own satisfaction’:  '

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CHAPTER XXXII. , t
A return  ASSAssIN.

It was just sunset when a party of
horsemen, drawn out in airing, Struggling
line, came toward the timber in which
the wounded Indian was holding the
camp. » , ‘ , ‘

What were his thoughts no one could
tell, for his iace‘revealed nothing.

But he saw his.old enemy, Hercules.
Dan, among them, and, more; he beheld
that two of the horses carriedibu'rdens
that he knew were men. dead men, while
others appeared to be wounded._ ' c

They had overtaken the Indiana, that
was certain; and whatever harm they
had ipilicted u on them they hadnotgrea

not long before he learned that: the scout

 
turned unmet); edgfrom; the .

   
Up to the camp rode Captain Reuben
Benson, and not seeing the Chief of
Scouts he :l:i(.l(:%;»'("(i himself to the In-
dian, asking in English:

“\thre is Buffalo Bill?”

But the Red Buifalo was not giving
the fact away that he could speak Eng-
lish, and simply said:

“ How.”

It was the Indian salutation, and, call—
ing to one of the men who could speak
the redskin‘s language, Captain Benson
told him to ask where the scout was.

“ Paeliaska has gone on trail. An ene-
my shot at him and slightly wounded o
the white chief,” and the Red Buffalo
showed his wound also.

But the Indian could tell no more than
that the scout would be back soon.

“\Vell. there has been trouble here,
too, pards,”'said Captain Benson, and he
told the interpreter to tell the redskin
that they had seen his people retreating,
and had pursued them over a rise, Where
they had overhauled them, killing two
of the rangers, a couple of horses also,
and wounding slightly several of the
men.

They had also killed several redskins,
but the band had scattered and escaped
them by ﬂying over water—washed
ground, where the horses could not fol-
low, and so they had returned.

Captain Benson also told the Indian,
through the interpreter, that he had bet-
ter wrap himself in his blanket and lay
quiet, as the men were very bitter be-
cause of their comrade’s loss.

The Red Buffalo’s answer was char-
acteristic of a brave man, for he said,
with dignity, that he was a subchief,
and would not hide for fear of death;
that he was a prisoner of the great white
chief Paehaska, and if he was killed he-

did not fear death. for he would be
avenged.

Paehaska was the foe of his people, but
he would not see a prisoner harmed, and
if he had to die he was ready.

Captain Benson and the interpreter
both admired the redskin's pluck, but
feared trouble when Hercules Dan and
the others came up. ,

It was not very long before the others
did arrive, and their faces showed that V
they were in a revengeful mood. , 

They entered the timber at a point 
some distance from the Red Buffalo, who.
sat on his blanket, watchful and wait-
ing. ' . -
Hercules Dan had gotten an arrow  I
wound in his , shoulder, and though f :ﬁ 1»
slight, it made him very‘mad. ‘ I 

He also had not recovered from‘the
blow and fall given him by BuﬂaloBill
and the long ride and defeat had added
to his ugly temper and he was just ready
for trouble. . ' j

Staking his horse out, he went to the
campﬁre, where those who had arrived?
mat were preparing supper, and it was

        
had been ﬁred upon by some unknown. ' V
fore, and the Indian’s ﬁnger had been shot '
0 ..

“ Where is the redskin ? " he growled.
" Asleep in his blanket,” said and}. x
Hercules Dan’s eyes, glittered malig- ’
nantiy. . A  
_ The scout 'was gone, the Indian was at 
his mercy! -« _ .  g I 
He would. not shoot him, but would ’
knife him quietly, and if he didn’t wake 
up, why it would be supposed he died,
bled to death from his wounds. * . -
In a little while Hercules Dan strolled-
away from the campﬁre toward the -
horses. , ,,  ., ‘  
.But he made a ﬂank movement and,
was soon nearing the spot: when the In» 
dian lay on “his blanket,    ., i 
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Nearer and nearer Hercules Dan crept,
and when within ﬁfteen feet of his in-
tended victim, he stopped to make out
just where he was. ..

As he held his knife in hand, and the
rising moon penetrated the shadows, he
suddenly behold a revolver leveled at
him, an eye glancing along the barrel.

The hand that held the revolver was as
ﬁrm as steel, and the shock of the dis-
covery caused the would-be murderer
to let his knife (iron from his hand.-

 
CHAPTER XXXIII.
TROUBLE 1N emu".

“The redskin is more merciful than
you are, Hercules Dan.

“You can put down your gun, Red
Buﬁalo, for I have him covered now.”
'The voice was that of Buffalo Bill.

It came from back in the shadow, be-
hind the place where the redskin lay.

The Indian at once lowered his “ gun,”
for so all ﬁrearms are called in the Wild
West, and Buffalo Bill stepped into
view.

“Hands up, Hercules Dan! ”

“‘ What for? ” .

" Obey me, for I’ll stand no triﬂing
with such a coward—by such a brute as
you are.”

The man raised his hands above his
head, and, stepping forward, Buffalo Bill
took his belt of arms from about his
waist and picked up his knife from where
it had fallen. .

“ Now, march for yonder campﬁre, and
remember I am~close on your heels and
with a revolver muzzle at your back.”

“Don’t disgrace me before my pards,
Buffalo Bill,” whined the man.

“ Nothing could disgrace you; you can-

not get lower than you are.

"I shall show you no mercy, for I’d
be knifed the moment you got the chance
to stab me in the back.

“ March! ” The man did not move.

“Shall I encourage you with a pric
of the point of your knife? ” ,

The man started off briskly. .

Then the men gathered about the
campﬁre looked up to see a surprising
sight.

Hercules Dan advanced with his hands
above his head, and the scout was close
upon his heels with a revolver cover-

» ing him.

“ What does this mean? ” angrily cried
several voices.

“'It means, pards, that this scout is im-
posing on me because. he has the power,”
said Hercules Dan.

“Captain Benson, the man lies, for we
are man to man, as far as the imposing
dpon him goes. i

“ The truth is, I came back to camp a
few minutes ago with a prisoner, and was
staking my’ horses out when I saw this
human wolf skulking around tOWard
where the wounded Indian lies.

“I got there before him, {and he was
creeping upon the redskin, knife in
hand, when he was halted.

“ The Indian h d a revolver, mine, for
I had left it w th him upon leaving
camp, and thus held this cowardly as-
sassin up.

“ Had he killed him it would have been
all right under the circumstances; but
he did not, and then I came forward and
marched him into camp here. I claim

 I him as my prisoner as long as he re-

mains where I am, for I do not care to
have to kill him.” ‘ r
“ Well, yer can’t claim him, that’s all,”
and one ot’the men sprang to his feet.
“I was addressing your captain, not

' ,you; but as you have chipped in I‘ll re-

peat that I. caught this man playing the
part‘of an assassin. This is my camp,

. . and I shall' either hold him a prisoner

or drive him out of it, and I warn him

~ . that: "there are foes on the watch now not
. far away." '

"‘ Boys, do you intezid to let this scout.

' runihis camp, and ropein one of our

paras as v a prisoner, all to protect a
cursedxlnjun?" called out the man who
{had before interfered. . r . '

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“He can‘t do it! ”

“It shan’t be done! ”

“ Boys, We must back up our pard! ”

Such Were the utterances of the men,
though all (lid not‘speak.

Nor had Captain Reuben Benson yet
made reply to what the scout had said
to him. ‘

Emboldened by the support of some of
his companions, Hercules had lowered
his arms, but only for an instant, as up
they went again at the ringing com-
mand of Buffalo Bill:

“Up with your arms, Hercules Dan,
or, by heaven above, I'll send a bul«
let through you! ”

 
CHAPTER XXXIV.
l:l'l~‘l".-\i.() mum's norm STAND.

It was a critical moment there in the
little camp in the timber.

The moon beamed down serenely now
upon the men and their faces, moved by
the feelings that swept over them.

The ﬁre revealed all distinctly.

The cooks preparing supper paused in
their work to take part either for or
against the daring scout, who in the
discharge of what he deemed duty would
be'turned aside by no man or men.

Hercules Dan s‘.ood there with ha ds
upraiscd, trembling with rage and f ar,
livid and waiting. '

And Buffalo lliii now had a revolver-
in each hand.

Those whom he had supposed would
aid him against lawlessness were now
opposed to him at least four of the group
of now nine men had so declared them-
selves,, siding with Hercules Dan, mak-
ing ﬁve.

Captain Benson thus far had said noth-
ing. He was a quiet man, slow to move,
and did not ﬂy off the handle, so to
speak. ' '

There were ,three men there who
awaited his decision as to whether Buf-
faloBiii should hold Hercules Ned as a
prisoner. \.

So it was about the camp—fire, while out
in the partial shadow no ,one noticed
that there was an onlooker upon the
scene.

It was the Red Buffalo, and he had
hopped on one foot to a place near, and
had the'scout’s revolver in hand and
ready.

There was no doubt. as to who he
would take sides with.

“ Boys, does this scout run this camp,
or do we——one against nine of us now?”
cried Hercules Dan.

“We run it,” cried the ﬁrst man who
had sided with the big bully.

“ Hold on there, for I have a word to
say,” called out Buffalo Bill, and they
gave him attention. ’

“Do not in your desire to protect a
criminal forget that you are doing so
against an ofﬁcer of the law, for I wear
the shield of a United States Marshal,
and my duty is to put down the lawless
clan. \ , ~

“ You may kill me, yes, for you are
big odds against me, but you shall never
rescue this man, for at the first hostile
movement I shall send; a bullet through
his coward heart, and I advise you to
shoot quick, or I'll send some of “the rest
of you on the same road he takes.

“ wa, you know just what the situa-
tion is, so start the ball whenever you
please, for I am ready.” ,

It was a magnificent picture, that one
man standing at bay before manyhand
so thought even those who opposed him.

But it changed from the sublime to the
ridiculous in the twinkling of an eye, as,
having heard what Buffalo. Bill had
threatened, the “bone of contention ”
yelled out pleadingly: ‘

“ For God’s sake, boys, don’t move or
he'll shoot me—I know him! ”

A laugh broke forth at the eagerly—
uttered words of Hercules Dan, and then
Captain Benson spoke:

“ Let this stop right here, men!

“ Mr. dey is right, if- Hercules Dan

‘ little band under Captain Benson, and

 
did as he says, and we cannot doubt him.

 
As an ofﬁcer of the law he has the right
to arrest him, and we can but support,
not oppose him.

“ Then, men, you forget that the scout
recaptured our horses for us, the booty
the Indians took, and has already done
much to avenge us, so we must be with,
not againsc, him. What is your will,
Scout Cody? ” r

“I intend to secure this man, to pre-
vent more trouble while he is in this
camp—no, I will make him safe,” and
in a second Buffalo Bill had grasped the
arms of Hercules Dan, drew them behind
his back, and slipped upon the wrists
with a snap a pair of small steel.hand-
cuffs.

“I have to go prepared, sir,” he ex-
plained to Captain Benson, and then
added:

“ Now he’s safe, and at liberty to move
about, only 1 warn him if he causes more
trouble I shall hold him a prisoner and
carry him to Fort Platte with mewah,
Red Buffalo, you there? ” and the scout’s
eyes fell upon the Indian hopping back
to his blanket bed.

He made no reply, but all knew why
he had come, and men cast strange looks ;
at each other. “i

Again turning to Reuben Benson, Buf-
alo Bill said: j

“ Now, captain, let me tell you that 3'
while you were away I was ﬁred upon 3
by a man who wounded me slightly and ,, :7
cut a ﬁnger off for the redskin. 

“ I‘pursued and met him, but assured ‘r’
of my man by the tracks of his horse and
his own bootprints, I made him a pris-
oner, and he is yonder, tied to his saddle
and his horse staked out, but upon my
return to camp I saw far across the plain
a body of Indian horsemen coming this
way.

“They are some ﬁfty in number, have
evidently met their comrades retreating
on foot, and are lying in wait to attack
us to-night, not supposing that they ,
have been discovered.” 

“Ah! this is news, and we must pre- ?‘
pare for them; but we follow your lead, v
Mr. Cody," said Captain Benson, earnestk
1y.

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CHAPTER XXXV.
IN men's.

The men quickly acquiesced in the
words of their captain, that they were
willing to follow Buffalo Bill’s lead.

Several of them had not had experience
in fighting redskins, and others that had
realized that it was no child’s play.

The news of the scout, that the retreat-
ing redskins on foot had met a force of ’5: ,
their own comrades, and would return  "
to strike a blow. for their revenge, nat- '
urally believing the whites would not
expect to be attacked, quite excited the

 
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all were eager that Buffalo Bill should _
lead them out of their danger. .l 
“I wish you had been with us this -
afternoon, Mr. Cody, for you kno‘vir In- _“»
dians so well we would not have been led  .2
into a trap by them,” said Captain Ben- 5“
son, and he told the story of theirbeing
ambushed. I ,
“Your mistake was in not having a i -.
scout locate the Indians beyond the rise, =
and still making a pretense of pursuing , .12-1‘
them so as toscatter them completely," 3., '
said the scout. Then he added: “You‘  .,
s

. gash.   .,

 
are nine now, I believe.’ '
“Eight without Hercules Dan." ,
“ Count him also, for at the proper time  .
I shall transfer those manacles fromhis

hands to his feet, and he will have to 
ﬁght; but I shall warn him that I shall . If, A
stand no nonsense." ‘ .5 ;;

“Nor shall I, Mr. Cody,” assured Cap-
tain Benson. 'i“ The prisoner I have I
will also manacle about the ankles, ‘tor, 
fortunately, I go prepared for just such .  x;
as he, and he must also ﬁght, as his life “ y ‘
is at stake as well as ours.” it" a I

“ And we’ll make the Injun ﬁght, too,”
said the man who hadtaken the part of ,

Hercules Dan against the scout. -

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own people and to prevent his rescue,
éven if he would be guilty of doing such
a thing."

“You are right, Mr. Cody, perfectly
right,” said Captain Benson, and other
Rangers agreed with him, while the Red
Buffalo looked as though he had not
heard a word.

Turning to the Indian Buffalo Bill said
in his own language: “The Red Buffalo
must be bound after he has had his sup-
per, for there are foes here who would
kill him, pretending he was trying to
escape.

“ If he is bound they will have no ex-
cuse.”

“ Paehaska has spoken. The Red
Buffalo is his prisoner,” was the quiet
response, and he ate the supper one of
the men placed before him.

Bringing up his white prisoner, whom
he found tied in his saddle as he had left
him, Buffalo Bill asked:

“ Do any of you know this man? ”

“I have seen him in Grizzly Gulch,
but do not know him,” one of the men
answered.

“I know him. He is a gold hunter
known as Nugget Ned, and is an all
around man-killer,” Captain Benson re—
marked, adding: °

“ I said I knew him, but not other than
what I have heard of him, and what
was said was never in his favor.”

“ All right; he is a prisoner, and I
make a serious charge against him—ah!
what is it, Red Buffalo?” and Buffalo
Bill turned to the Indian, who had called
out to him somewhat excitedly.

In his own tongue the Red Buffalo
said: “I told Paehaska I saw the face
of the man who ﬁred upon us. I said
it was no Indian, but a paleface with a
blanket like blood.

“ That is the face the Red Buffalo saw,”
and the redskin drew his hand over his
face to indicate that the man he saw
had a long beard.

So had theprisoner. “And he has a
red blanket, or one like blood, as the
Indian puts it, rolled up behind his sad-
dle; and, man, his boot-tracks ﬁt those of
the man who ﬁred upon us, one of the
heels having a half—broken horseshoe
upon it, as he has. ‘

“There is no doubt in my mind that
this is the man.”

“ Gentlemen, I appeal to you that there
is a mistake. I am an honest gold hunt-
er. This man held me up and made me
his prisoner.

“ I am from Grizzly Gulch, and I hap-
pen to know that this scout was nearly
lynched there for murdering and robbing
a poor vagabond whom he suspected of
having gold. I ask you to set me free,”
and the prisoner turned toward the
Rangers. '

But Captain Benson quickly spoke up:

“ We know this scout and his record,
and that he is a Government ofﬁcer, and
I happen to know something of you.

“ Of his arrest in Grizzly’Gulch he has

told us, and he accuses you of ﬁring on

\him in camp to-day, and has arrested
you, so you are his prisoner and must
take the consequences."

The man said no more, and Buffalo
Bill slipped a pair of manacles upon his
ankles, and then did the same ofﬁce for
Red Buffalo, which caused Hercules Dan
to. mutter:

“Yer’ll all have ’em on by morning,
if you give him rope.”

 
CHAPTER XXXVI.
TO FIGHT FOR LIFE.
Buffalo Bill laughed at the words of

,Hercules Dan, which he overheard, and
I sat down to eat his supper with Captain

Benson, after which a plan of action for
defending the camp was entered upon.
. ” The Indians I saw numbered at least
ﬁfty horsemen, and they could not have
'cbme by that trail without meeting those
who were retreating on foot.

“They were a long way off, but‘my
glass revealed the number, and if they

‘  It did meet their comrades you may be cer-

 
tain, Captain Benson,
them up behind them.

This would add all of twenty to their
number, so we will have about seventy
to ﬁght.”

“And we, Mr. Cody, are but eleven.”

“Yes, but I have fought greater odds
often and won the ﬁght.”

“ How far were they off? ”

“ All of ﬁfteen miles, and it has been
nearly two hours since I saw them.

“ They have seen the camp ﬁre, know
we are here, and will send out scouts
and prepare to attack at dawn, for they
will not ﬁght at night unless compelled
to do so.

“What I desire is to have the camp
appear as though not suspecting danger,
and we will drive the horses into a lariat
corral among the trees when ready to
retire. ,

“I will go out and reconnoitre, and
then we will give the men their positions
and await the attack.

, “ The prisoner, Nugget Ned, has a good
long-range riﬂe, as I happen to know,
and you have the weapons of your two
comrades who were killed, so we will
have thirteen riﬂes in the ﬁght for our
ﬁrst volley, and our revolvers can do the
rest. _ i

“I will make a short scout now to see
just where they are and what about.”

With this, Buffalo Bill left the camp
and began a reconnoisance, one and all
the men now glad to have him for their
leader in a ﬁght that appeared to them
to be a most desperate undertaking.

Even Hercules Dan remarked to his
particular chum:

“ I’m right glad‘now that I didn’t get a

chance to kill Buffalo Bill, for without
him we’d just have been wiped out.
' “If he lets me have my gun you bet
I’ll use it the best I can, and if we whips
the redskins, why, I’ll call it quits be-
tween us and shake hands; but I’m dead
sore on that Injun yonder.”

Buffalo Bill was gone for Over half an
hcur, and slipped into camp so quietly
no one knew he had come until he stood
in their midst.

Then he said: “Captain Benson, I’ve
got to gag the Indian, for he would be—
tray to his comrades that we were aware
of their coming and ready for them, and
no_ one could blame him for it.

“He would warn them by a word or
two, and that would spoil all—no, I’ll do.
better, for he might still warn them if
he suspected our intention.”

“'Knife him," growled the particular
friend of Hercules Dan. ,

“No, I am not built that way; but I
have some morphine in my little med-
icine case, and I’ll drug his coffee, so,
cook, give us a cup all round, for he has
his eyes upon us." '

The morphine was produced and some
put in one cup of coffee, the man who
was serving as cook taking it to the red-
skin prisoner, who readin drank it, for
sometimes the white men can overmatch
the Indian in cunning.

“ Now, Captain Benson,” said Buffalo
Bill, as he sipped his tin cup of coffee,
“ I wish to tell you that I got pretty near
the Indians.

“ They are out upon the plain, while
their ponies have been left far back to
prevent making their presence known.

“ They are all there, the ones who were
retreating on foot haying come back with
them, and they can see our camp ﬁre
distinctly and forms moving, about.

“They sent out a couple of scouts

that they took

while I was watching them, and that.

made me come in. ‘

“ We must drive our horses into the
timber, conﬁning them with.lariats, and
the Indians will make attacks from two
points, to stampede our animals as their
main force charges the camp.

“ By having the horses close up we
will force them to attack in one direction,
and that will be from the plain,‘ not th
timber. . ‘

“ Now, we-will sleep in a circle around
our little camp, and we can form breast-

works of the plunder, old logs, and our

  
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saddles, and no man is to ﬁre until I

give the word.

“ You take the watch until after mid-
night, and then I’ll relieve you.

“The two prisoners have got to ﬁght
where I can see them, and the couple of
extra guns you have I will keep near me.

“Now get your positions, men, and
when I call you Wake up for hot work.”

Half an hour after the camp was in
deep repose.

 
CHAPTER XXXVII.
\VHAT BUFFALO BILL SAW.

The men laid down upon their blanket
beds with a full and stern realization of
what was before them. '

They knew that it might be their last
night of life; but they had conﬁdence in
Buffalo Bill, and accepted the alternative
with the calmness of brave men, such as
they were.

The hard breathing of the Red Buffalo
soon told that he would not give tl‘em
any trouble.

Nugget Ned did not appear to sleep,
for he seemed to have much on his mind;
but Hercules slept snoringly and well.

Captain Benson was on duty through
the night until two o’clock, for he knew
how very tired the scout must be and
would not call him. ‘

Buffalo Bill was awake the instant he
heard his name in a low tone, and at once
realized the hour, and that he had been
allowed to sleep more than an 'hour
over his time. ~

“ You should have called me sooner.
Take my blankets and turn in, for I will
call you in good time. Heard or seen
anything? ”

“ Nothing," and the tired captain
turned in and was at once asleep.

Buffalo Bill observed that Red Buffalo
was still under the inﬂuence of the mor—
phine, and Hercules Dan was sleeping as
though he, too, had imbibed a narcotic.

“ The third prisoner, Nugget Ned, he
found awake, and said:

“Can’t sleep, eh, from fear they may
surprise us? ”

“ What I do is none of your business,
Buffalo Bill.”

“ What you have done is, however.
Yes, and if you raise your voice again,
so that those Indians may know we are
on the watch, you will be the ﬁrst man
in this camp that dies. . ,

" They may be your friends—probably
are, if you are a renegade; but you will
ﬁnd that you cannot betray us.”

The man appeared cowed by the scout’s
words, as though his intention had been
discovered, and said:

“ Whatever you may think me, I am
not a'renegade, Buffalo Bill.”

“ I may wrong you; but a man who is
an assassin will do any act of crime: but
I have warned you,” and Buffalo Bill
went the rounds of the camp.

He found the men all sleeping, 'the
horses were all right, and all was as
quiet as'death, save the yelp of a coyote
now and then that scented the two un-
buried bodies in the camp.

Then Buffalo Bill went torthe edge of
the timber andf‘began to peer out over
the plain.

The camp-ﬁre had died down, so all
was dark in the timber, but out on the
plain all was light, for the moon rode in
a cloudless sky. __

The keen eyes of the scout searched‘

the plain thoroughly, and rested upon a
dark object a quarter of a mile away.
' “ There was no rock there I remem-
ber," he muttered, and he raised his ﬁeld
glass to his eyes. “ Yes, there they are,
and the captain did not notice them, as
they are moving in a mass, and very
slowly." ’

The object he gazed upon, by close
watching, he saw was moving, but the
movement was so slow it was only de-s
tected by the closest observation. ,

The Indians were grouped together, and

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With another glance at the moving
mass on the plain, he returned to the
camp and found all quiet there.

Nugget Ned was either asleep now or
feigning to be.

Passing on into the timber beyond the
immediate camp, Buffalo Bill saw several
coyotes suddenly scamper away a bun—
dred yards distant.

He had not frightened them, he knew,
but who had?

I “ They are coming by way of the tim-
‘ber, after all. We will have to ﬁght be-
tween two ﬁres,” he mused.

He then passed on further into the
timéber and took refuge behind a large
tre . ,

Then he waited for a moment and then
he saw a form coming noiselessly toward
him. .

Nearer it came, until the moonlight fell
full upon the tall form and bearded face
of one whom he knew must be none
other than the Wandering Jew.

CHAPTER XXXVIII.
A STRANGE WARNING.

To say that Buffalo Bill was some-
what staggered as the moonlight, pene-
trating into the timber, revealed to him
no less a personage than the mysterious
man known as the Wandering Jew, would

i ' be .to tell the truth. .

Often had he heard of this strange
i ‘ man, who held up stage coaches, yet nei-
) - their killed nor committed robbery, and
the description of him had enabled him
to recognize him when he had so un-
expectedly appeared before him, and
Judge Ghent and his jury, who held him,
I the scent, a prisoner, and were threaten-

ing ‘him with a most appalling fate.

That the coming of the 'Wandering
'Jew just at that time had saved Buffalo
Bill from the threatened fate he knew,

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'yet he had not believed the appearance '

‘of the man was for that purpose.
 he now stood before him, it was
proof that the pursuers in white who had
darted away after him had neither capt—
.  _ :ured him nor killed him; perhaps their
‘ ; shots had’not even slightly wounded him.
;  ' ‘ Seeing that the man was walking
"  straight toward the camp, Buffalo Bill
. v r stepped out from behind the tree he had
1 hi  a; sought the'sheltor of and confronted him,
;,   . ready to meet him either as friend or foe.
" ‘ _ The stranger halted, but revealed nei-
 vther surprise nor tear. . .
f‘»   1 There ’he stood, with the moonlight
 “jbcaming full upon him, and Buffalo Bill
Q. ._ ,‘regarded- him with deepest interest. ,
'   r  'He Was clad in buckskin from head to
 _ g  5 foot, for he wore moccasins, leggins, the
“W, hunting shirt and cap, all of dressed
 ‘ .deerskin. _
y; ' Upon his back was a large pack, some-
  'what resembling a soldier’s knapsack,
~‘ only four t’rhes the size.
' A blanket close rolled was upon top of
. the pack, also a roll of‘rubber cloth, and
 in riﬂe was slung to the pack. .
 a. What the pack contained Buffalo Bill
 could only guess at
. ,Theman was all of six feet, his shoul-
ders w‘ere broad. and he had come along
aw ha- stride that was ﬁrm yet noiseless.
 ~  swore his hair long, and his beard
22’91110 his belt.» in which were stuck a
,j‘pair of resolute and a knife.
.. 3 His face was a noble one.
‘takabiy Jewish. . a ‘ _
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and then come with a rush. Their plan  The voice was rich and full. but the
I will i accent was decidedly Jewish, and funny

in spite of the words he uttered, so full
of importance.

“ Ah! you were going to warn us, eh? "

“ I vas."

“ Where are the Indians? ”

“ Out upon the‘plains, creeping up close
now.”

“ How many of them?”

“ Dere vas seventy—two red mans dere,
and a couple of hundred more vas com-
ing quick.”

“This is news, indeed; but where are '

these two hundred more? ”

“ Coming from to mountains,
frient.”

“ And how do you know this? ”

“ I vas see mit my eyes.”

“ May I ask if you are not one they
call the Wandering Jew? ”

“Yes. I vas so calt.”

“ And who are you, my friend? ”

“ The Wandering Jew,” came the an-
wer, with all the innocence in the world.

Buffalo Bill looked at the man ﬁxedly,
but detected no sign of haying intention-
ally parried his question.

Then he would not press the matter as ‘

regarded the name, so said:

“ And what prompted you to come and
give us this warning of danger? ”

“I vas a white man; I vas humans,
and I don't want to see red mans kill
my peoples, mine frient, so I was come
to tell you, for I think maybe you vas
have some soldier mans near to help
you.”

“ No. we'are alone.”

“ I vas sorry.” .

“ How far off are the other Indians
you speak of? ” '

i‘ Some miles avay, but wind blow dat
vay, dey hear goons shooting, and come
pretty“ quick." ‘

“ Then our best plan would be to quiet-
ly retreat from here, only I felt they
would have scouts around us."

“ Dey vas have. for I vas see dem."

1“ You must ﬁght dem back, and maybe
help come to keeplte others off? ”

" Will you help us? " ‘

“ I vill help you. mine frient,” was the
low reply of the Wandering Jew.

 
CHAPTER XXXIX.

/ ' ‘ Tim AWAKENING.

The scout was in a quandary.

He had no reason to doubt the infor-
mation given him by the strange man,
who had voluntarily sought their camp,
for he knew 'himself that seventy of the
Indians were then creeping up slole to
the attack, and. the party of I redskin

horsemen. the retreating force led to‘

strike a blow *of revenge, might be fol.-
lowed by others not very far behind
them. . é

In that case the little band of whites
would have to make a desperate ﬁght of
it for life against overwhelming num-

bers. and with the chances terribly

against them. .

That the firing must be heard by some
minors or prospectors,, and help he
brought from the fort at Grizzly Gulch,
Buffalo Bill hoped would be the case;
but be trusted that he could beat of!
the first attack and then retreat. 

Toi retreat then w0ul‘d but bring on

discovery.“ and catch them away from~

halter of the river and the timber,
iekly he conned over the situation;

"‘3
and was at‘least glad to have the aid

of the Wandering Jew, though’he was a,

man whom he had been sent’away from
Fort Platte to run down, to either capt-
ure or kill as a road agent. " .=

“ Well, part1, I thank you for your warn.
ing, and the news you bring, and will
tell you frankly that Iwas already aware
of the Indians out there upon the plains,
and that they were imaging upon us to
attack at dawn. whiCh i new not very

ammo. But I did not know of still oth~
Vera, and. a larger,” force. also coming
' and we mutt)? to, meet them,

' nstjns,
. new.

  
mine i

, «intrigue i orderto . tire was the
flat “ as: fine:

i

i will see that we will be ready in a min-

? utc’s time for a ﬁght.” ‘

f “It vill be taybreak in haf an hour,”

and the \Vendering Jew took out a hand—

some gold watch and looked at the time,
the act revealing that he wore a large
solitaire diamond on the little ﬁnger of

} his left hand.

i “ Well. we have no time to lose; but

::did you see any Indians the way you

5 came? ”

‘ “ Only to scouts to give varning if you

vas try to leave te camps."

“Good: we can use our whole force

i when they attack. Come on, pard! ”

’ Buffalo Bill led the way to' where Cap~
tain Benson was sleeping, and he arose
at a touch on the arm.

“ Captain Benson, here is a gentleman

1‘ who just came into camp to warn us we

‘were to be attacked by Indians, and to
tell us that more are coming—quite a
large force.

l “ We must beat off this ﬁrst attack,
and hunt them so they cannot follow, for

 we will have to retreat rapidly upon

I 1(Ilirlizzly Gulch, sending a man ahead for

! e p- .

“ And more, Captain Benson—our good
friiendo here says he will lend us his
ten .”

, “All right, Mr. Cody, any friend of

'yours is more than welcome, and you
place him where he’ll do the most good,"
and, turning to the Wandering Jew, the
Captain extended his hand and thanked
'him, the stranger uttering no word.

The men were then awakened; the In—
dian prisoner was seen to still be sleeping'
and unable to warn his comrades, and
Buffalo Bill gave Nugget Ned a low warn—
ing, remarking: - ,

 If your weapon goes off by accident
before I give the order, it shall be your
last shot, Nugget Ned.”

The man hit his lips, but madeno re—
ply, and in 'ﬂve minutes the men were
wide awake. silent, and determined.

They could all see the dark mass on
the plains now, not three hundred yards

3 irom them, and knew that it Was their.

1 oes.

3 ward the timber.

The dawn‘ was near at band now, and ,

tne eastern sky began to grow light; seo+
ing which, the Indian man began to‘move
more rapidly.
5 . Upon one side of Buffalo Bill was
get Ned; upon the other, Hercules Dan,
while the Wandering Jew stood alone
some paces away, a tree for a shelter.
Nearer and nearer came the dark mass.
Brighter and
horizon.
, Two hundred ya.'ds away the dark
mass came to a halt. ,
But only for a moment; then it seemed
to roll on. again. I (
Fifty yards nearer, and then another
halt. ‘

' It wasthe calm before the starm. .
It was the gathering of the braves for.
lost in slumber. _ . ‘
Another moment, and the dark mass
would have sprung into action. /

war cries.

very nick of time came the voice of Buf-
falo Bill to break the stillness, shouting
in tones that wentlfar across the

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At the command of the com}?
tweive riﬂes ﬂashed, the red gla.

mingled moonlight and gray of-dawn“.

work, ﬁred into that mass of' red hu-

manitygls,‘ _ y .' - ‘ ;

The s‘thunder- tones of the  gi
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throats would have been uttering hearse

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they were not creeping upon sleepingi

 foes, to kill, scalp, and get back the

2‘. plunder and horses they had lost, along

with revenge that 7 would make their

hearts glad.

e “ They were stunned and crippled by the
r surprise and the fatal blow.

But there were two riﬂes that did not
cease ﬁring after the ﬁrst volley.

They were the breech-loading weapon
of Buffalo Bill and the repeating riﬂe of
the Wandering Jew.

While they were rattling forth shots
Captain Benson had seized and fired the
two extra weapons of the two dead
men brought into camp in the afternoon,
and the rest of the Rangers were re-
loading for another volley.

And none too soon, for the Indians,
hurled back by the ﬁrst ﬁre, were rally-
ing for a rush.

But the riﬂes were reloaded, and both
the Wandering Jew and Buffalo Bill had
a revolver in each hand, so that the
deadly music of the weapons began
again, and in dismay the redskins rolled
back from the ﬁerce hail of bullets,
dragging their wounded with them, but
leaving their dead, a dozen in number,
upon the ﬁeld.

“A glorious victory, Mr. Cody! ” cried
Captain Benson with enthusiasm.

“So far, sir, good,” was the cautious
reply, and he added:

“ And that riﬂe of our strange friend

‘ rdid wonders.

" But I will have to look at my redskin,

for he must give no secrets away, and

' the Indians will think from the rapid fir-
ing and deadly result we have been re-
inforced. '

“ Were any of you hurt? ”

“ I am going to see now,” and Captain
Benson turned away, while Buffalo Bill
walked over to where the Indian pris-

'1  oner was.

.i There lay the Red Buffalo sleeping as
.i 1“ calmly as before.

' , .‘ h The sound of battle had not aroused

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‘ hope I did not give him too much,"
u 9‘ and Buffalo Bill laid his hand upon his
‘  heart, then felt his pulse. ,
I " “No: he'll ’come round all right,” he
~. muttered; and, walking over to where
  : Hercules Dan was, he said: .
".‘g “ You fought well, Hercules, and I
r 1 shall release you, but do not let me
have more trouble with you on account
of my redskin prisoner."
“ You shall not, pard, and thank you. '
,1 “ We gave the reds a dose that they
, will not soon forget, and you are the one
. that really did it.”
‘ Buffalo Bill made no reply, but freed

 
., «Hercules Dan’s ankle of the irons.

if» r“ ,
'i‘ _ Then he walked over to Nuggett Ned
 3 and said: ‘ » ,
in! - "Hold out your hands, sir.”
.51. ~ “What for?"
 ‘, “ These manacles.”

. , , -‘ 'f You took them of! of that man to
  double iron me? ”
K  - .‘v ; myYes'n

"‘ Because I deem it best to do so."

" What have I done?"

 Captain Benson had just come up,
 watched the scout with interest,

{mingled with surprise. I I '

r v \JHe had seen him free Hercules Dan,

_ I and was glad, that he had done so."

- 9%,;1 .‘Now‘he saw him putting double irons

' " '.upon Nugget Ned. '

  “You have done, nothing," replied
"- _‘ inuaalo Bill, in answer to the question

i~ s ‘t‘sisoner. . " "

S‘E-Th SI“; peal to you, Captain Ben-

' ‘ . '- " why I should be treated
h .uis now treating me.” , ,

 , “moss ,Mr. Cody has some rea-
$1.." in He certainly is not one to
97:, mpted by malice, and knows

' - he! is about,” Was the captain’s

. y, while Hercules Dan, as though

ﬂattens to curry. favor with the scout

Mégmp intents. blurted out: ’ ‘

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air,

he did

not again iire it, but twice I~looked io-'

l ward him ii the second of time to save
my life, for he was simply planning to
kill me, and let it be thought I fell by
an Indian bullet.

“ The man is a murdering renegade,
and I shall see that he does no more
damage, while we can do without his
services,” and Buffalo Bill clasped the
double irons upon the man and secured
him to a tree with a lariai. just as Cap—
tain Benson stepped up to him and said
in a low tone:

“Mr. Cody, I came to tell you that
your stranger pard has left the camp."

 
CHAPTER XLI.
THE EXCHANGE Ob‘ RIFLES.

Buffalo-Bill appeared as much sur-
prised at the report given him by Cap-
tain Benson as the latter had been at
the scout’s story of the treachery of
Nugget Ned.

‘f Captain Benson. I do not care to
say so to all, but the man was the one
known as the Wandering Jew.”

“ Indeed? I thought there was some
mystery about him. Why, he never
opened his mouth to me.”

“I saw him coming to the camp and
halted him, and, as I told you, he gave
me a warning that redskins were slip-
ping upon us, and others were within
range of hearing of our guns.

” He certainly rendered us good serv-
ice with that matchless riﬂe of his, and
I shall not be long in getting a repeater
like it, for it ﬁres seventeen shots be-
fore being emptied.

“ But are you sure he is not about
the camp, for now that it‘ is light we
can see.”

“ He is not, for I went to ﬁnd him,

_to thank him, and found him gone.”

“ I am sorry, and as he seems to know
what he is. about, his going would indi—
cate that the Indians will not attack
again; for see! they have retreated, a
long way off, and appear to be discour-
aged.”

“ Yes, and no wonder, for it was a
terrible blow we gave them, as there
lie 9. dozen dead, as well as I can count
them from here, and they must have
had twice that many wounded more or
less seriously.”

" Easily that.
entered?" , ,

“Nodoss at all, save one of my men
slightly wounded with a bullet, and, a
couple of the horses killed.

“Their. arrows fell short, and they
zoomed not to have as many riﬂes as we

ave."

“No, and of short range and old

got onto the

style." '
“I am so glad you._
treachery of that Nugget Ned, or he
would hays killed you.”
" That 1was his ‘aim. But he’ll be
dangerous no more. '
“ Now, what do you say
“You know best.” .
“ Our riﬂes are much longer range

But what , have we

to a retreat? ”

while we can make a
Grizzly Gulch." . , \ _
"I am ready-«what is it, Talbot?”-
an‘d the captain turned to one of his,
men, who just then hastily approached
him. ' . ,‘ ‘

“ There an. plenty 01 more Indians
coming, and at a "run," Talbot an-
nounced. ' ‘ , , .

“Then retreat is itnpossible. .We

and'he went to have ‘a good look at the
coming redskins; 'while Talbot again

spoke: N - A , i V ,.
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than the few weapons the Indians have, .
and we can keep them at ‘a distance. -_
rapid retreat to‘

must. stick to our camp, ~and'one man
must; go for help," decidediﬁniialo Bill,

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that band yonder. and I see that they
5 have sent small parties out to surround
us.

“Captain Benson, we are hemmed in.
and your man cannot get away.”

“What is to be done, then,
Cody? ”

“ My ghastly captors, in their ﬂight
night before last, in pursuit of the
Wandering Jew, fortunately left their
white-handled spades behind them, so
we can form,a small fort, with the
horses about it, and if necessary kill
the animals'for further protection.

“The spring is near, you have ample
provisions, you told me, for several
days, and we can stand a seige, for am-
munition is plentiful.” ‘

“ Well, you order and we obey.”

“ Have two of your men lead the
horses to water, four at a time, and two
more cook breakfast, while the rest of
us can set to work making-our fort,
and that fellow Nugget Ned shall work,
too, for he can be made to do some—
thing.

“Now we’ll lose no time, for when
those redskins have held a pow-wow
with those we heat off they’ll make an
attack, beyond all doubt.”

Captain Benson gave his men the
necessary directions to carry out the
orders of the scout, and they were all
'busy at once, watering the horses,
throwing up dirt breastworks, and re-
ducing the size of their camp, to be
more readily defended.

The packs of plunder, the dead horses,
logs and saddles, were brought into
service, in making the breastv‘vorks,
which were built in a circle, and the
animals were to be corralled in the tim-
ber to one side, so if slain they could
form with their bodies a still stronger.
means of protection.

Buffalo Bill, having started the men at ~ *
their separate tasks, .was going over to
free the wrists of Nugget Ned from the
irons, and put a spade into his hands.- '.

He also wished to again pay a visit  .
to Red Buffalo, who lay on his blankets, _ ‘
slightly apart from the little camp,land  _
see how he was coming on. . . ; ~ -

0n the way he passed the spot where ' 4‘
he had stood during the ﬁght} and  ;.
where he had left his riﬂe leaning .2 
against a tree.  

But he stopped suddenly and gazed "-ﬁ-g
at the ride, then took it up. ‘ ., ‘ 
’ “Why. this is not my riﬂe!" he exo.‘}~_fs..
claimed in amazement. , ,_ - , - 

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“No, it is the repeating
Wandering Jew!

' “ What does it mean?” « . ,  1: '
Hastily he took a cartridge from his 7
panel: and cried: ‘ , M , .J
“ But my cartridges fit it—yes, and it 
is loaded. , 
“ Was this an accident, that he picked?
up the wrong gun by mistake?  ‘

9 a.

“ But his was not here when I'
mine! ‘ j_ g?
. “ Could it have been an wintentionsry
exchange, for mine is nowhere to be:
found?  ‘ “ . , I 
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CHAPTER xm. _i~ 
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change?     .
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He took up the riﬂe left him, and ex-
amined it carefully.

It was of large bore, the riﬂes in the
barrel were clean, and the sights could
be raised to a range of one thousand
yards!

There was one load in the barrel and
silili'teen in the magazine, seventeen in
a .

And the seventeen could be ﬁred with
fairly good aim, within a minute of
time, sooner if at random. ‘

The scout was pleased and mystiﬁed.

He looked all around for his own gun,
but it was gone.

Then he asked all the men about it.

No one could tell him save one, who
had seen the stranger ally walk out of
camp, a riﬂe on his shoulder.

Then the scout went to where Nugget
Ned was and said:

.“ You must go to work, and if you re-
fuse I’ll not only double iron you. but
gag you as well. Take your choice.”

“I’ll work.”

“ You are wise. Come along.”

The irons were removed from his

' wrists, but when the prisoner found
that his ankles were not to be freed he
said, bluntly:

“I’ll not work.”

“ Your hands are free, and you do not
need your ankles free to handle ,a
shovel.

“ Will you work? ”

“ Not unless I am free.” -
“ Men, it is better to have a dead ma
in camp than a live traitor, and as this
man is a renegade and a would-be mur-
derer, what do you say to hanging

him?" , ‘

“ All right! ”

“ Hang him! "

' “He’s no good!"

“ String him up!"

The shouts were in earnest, and the
face of the prisoner became livid.

‘f Will it be work or hang? ”

"I’ll work.”

“ Watch him, men, and see that he'
does his share,” and Buffalo Bill walked

‘ , \to .Red Buffalo’s camp.

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 , " ,Another moment and his
 ’ 'upon the face and form of Nugget Ned.

 1‘

The Indian was still asleep.
‘Rousing him with diﬁlculty, Buffalo
Bill gave him some strong coffee, and
then carried\him over to the campﬁre,
where two men were getting breakfast.
'Red Buffalo was placed upon a blank-

: et,‘ but seemed dazed.
He looked about him with ‘a curiosity
. he could not conceal.
“ He had gone to sleep in the night, and

" ,when his comrades were approaching

the camp.

He awoke” now in the broad glare of
day. ,l . ,
, His eyes wandered over the plain and
fell upon the heap of slain Indians, and
a strange look crossed his face, and he
turned hs eyes upon the scout, then
drank down the cup of coffee.

r Then his eyes began to rove again.

He saw the men at work, the little
,fon they were building, and then his

‘I .eyes lighted up as they saw in the dis-

tance the large band of redskins.
' He swept the cir'cle with his gaze,
.‘ and saw that the camp was surrounded,

" and a gleam of delight swept over his

]countenance.
eyes fell

' Buffalo Bill was watching. him closely,
for he had been dressing his wounds,
 putting (in fresh bandages saturated
:with amica. "
Instantly a ﬂash of recognition spread

 ‘.ovqr’the redskin’s face, and he called
out in his own language: ‘

"; “ White Fox, thelGold Chief is, like
trialled Buffalo, a prisoner in the hands
' 1~ of’hi's foes!"

‘\ t

 
.There-was a start at the words, and
Nugget Ned cast a quick glance upon
him, and his face grew livid, as he
heard Buﬂalb Bill's low-spoken words:
““I.was sure I was not wrong, for the

t,‘

 
.  is known to, the Indians, and is a

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.j‘ Yen; understand . what ' the Indian
master: asked Talbot. .-

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“Yes.” .

“ So did I, and he gave the white man
away as a renegade,” declared Talbot,
who spoke the Indian tongue well, and
then he added:

“ I have been watching those redskins
closely, sir, and their pow—wow is ovar,
so I think they intend to attack us
very soon.”

“ Yes, but we have time for breakfast,
and a little more work on our part,” an-
swered Buffalo Bill, as he swept the
plain with his glass.

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CHAPTER XLIII.
A DESPERATE SITUATION.

When Talbot made the report that he
did, and after sweeping the plain with
his gaze, Buffalo Bill beckoned for him
to follow and walked away from the

were now scattering from the spot
where they had been in council and
were mounting their ponies with the in—
tention of surrounding the palefaces
completely and closing in upon them in
a grand charge. ‘

When out of earshot of the camp,
Buffalo Bill said: .

“I see, Pard Talbot, that you have
fought Indians before.”

“ Yes, sir, I was an army scout in
Texas, and afterwards in the Northwest
here, until I got captured and spent six
months a prisoner to these same red-
skins.

“ But I made my escape and took to
digging gold as a safer occupation.”

‘,‘Then you have an idea how they are
going to ﬁght us? ”

“ Yes, sir, they will surround us com-
pletely, close in slowly until within riﬂe
range, and then dash in upon our little
fort, and, if we don’t check them, they’ll
enjoy a scalp-dance before night.”

“You are right, and I will say to you
that the chances are terribly against
our checking them.”

" They are, indeed, sir.”

“ We can ﬁght to the last, and then
the man who is not killed had better
mount a horse and make a break
through them as his only chance.” -

“ That is my idea, sir, and I’ll stick
close to you.”

“Now, what do you think of the In-
dian’s recognition of that fellow, Nug-
get Ned?” \

“ It was'a clear giveaway, sir.”

“ It was, indeed." ,

“ Why, he spoke of his being a pris-
oner, as he Was, to his foes, and that
proves' he has been an ally of the red-
skins.” .

“‘It certainly] looks so, and I sus-
pected him from the ﬁrst; but just why
he ﬁred at me, as he did, I do not know.”

“Your keeping the Indian from being
killed by Hercules Dan at least did
some good, outside of the humanity of
it, for it showed that Nugget Ned was
a traitor to- his own race, a renegade.”

“ Yes; but come, let us have breakfast
and then get ready for what appears to
be the hardest ﬁght of our liyes.

"I shall tell the men what they may
expect, and, when all hope is gone, if
any survive, the only chance will be to
mount a horse and break through the
Indian ranks, but escape in that way is
very doubtful."

The two new walked back to their
camp again, and found that all the
others had had breakfast and were at
work again strengthening the little
fort. ' '

The horses had all been hemmed in
into a small / space and held there by
lariats. . ,

Eating his br akfast quietly, Buffalo
Bill then put t e irons upon Nugget
Ned' again and made him fast with a
lariat to a tree, after-which, in a few
words, he told the men just what they

upon their throwing no shots away and
beating off the Indians in their ﬁrst
charge. Then he added: . '

 
ﬁring as they come with,tiieir guns and

had to expect and that all depended

camp to have a look at the Indians, who -

“ They will charge us mounted, men,'

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arrows, and you must not expose your
selves.

‘f You must be cool, aim to kill, not a
pony, but a redskin, and not a shot
must be wasted, remember.

“ Keep cool. for all depends upon it.

“But should they break in upon our
guard, then all of you who can must
spring for your horses, cut the lassoes,
stampede the horses and thus escape, if
you can; but this must be resorted to only
when our line is broken and there is no
longer hope of beating them off.”

The men heard the words of the scout
in perfect silence.

It was evident that each one under—
stood the full gravity of the situation
and would do his best.

Each one realized how much depended
upon him individually, and would ﬁght
to the last. '

Nugget Ned was silent, but there was
a malicious gleam in his eye as though
he knew the desperate situation the
men were in and that the Indians would
triumph, thus releasing him.

Red Buffalo, calm, his face emotion—
less, sat upon his blanket near Nugget
Ned, and the scout had not put irons
upon him or bound him.

His wounds had been dressed with
all care, and he had been simply told
to remain quiet, as he had foes among
the men who would be only too willing
for a chance to kill him.

But, as he sat there, to the surprise
of all he called to Buffalo Bill and spoke
in his own language, which the scout
replied to, and then, taking a pair of
steel manacles from his saddle pocket,
he put them upon the wrists of the red-
skin, just as Talbot called out:

“Hark! They are coming! "

 
CHAPTER XLIV.
BROUGHT To A HALT.

Talbot was right for he knew that
.the Indians had started upon their red
work the moment he heard the chorus
of wild, weird voices raised in the bat-
tle song. ‘ '

Buff 10 Bill gazed calmly out upon the
plain, or the sight was no new one to
him.

There were all of three hundred In-
dians in sight. ' ‘

(They were mounted upon their ponies
now and formed one grand, large ring
around them.

A half mile from the little fort, they
made a complete cordon about it, and
escape seemed impossible.

Here and there chiefs were picked out
among them, and the scout recognized
the young leader, Red Spirit.

He and his men were mounted now,
doubtless upon the ponies'of some of
the wounded braves and slain ones. I
' Back where the council had been held
there was a group of warriors, the
wounded of the band, watching with
eager interest the advance of their com-
rades‘ against their toes.

As they advanced slowly they sang.
and the three hundred voices made wild,
terrible, uncanny music, enough to strike
terror even to the bravest of hearts.

But when they had advanced to within
good riﬂe range and Buffalo Bill was
preparing to see what the rifle of the
Wandering Jew woold do\at that dis-
tance, the savages’ battle song suddenly
ceased. "

The circle of warriors just as suddenly
came to a halt! _ i

What did it mean? ,_

The scout was searching? the plain’
with his glass for the "cause, whilst Tal-

' bot called out:

I _" Something has gone Wrong with
them, sure!" _

“ I have it! ” cried the scout. ;_.

His glhss ‘was leveled upon the spot'
in the rear of the circle of braves, where
had been left the group of wounded and
the prisoners had been held.

There was a stir the e, and‘ a call had
come from behind t em which had
brought the circle to a halt.

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It was just then that the young chief
Red Spirit had been seen.

He was the highest chief of those who
had Joined his little band and he was
in command of all the redskin force in
the ﬁeld.

Watching him closely with his ﬁeld
glass, Buffalo Bill saw the Red Spirit
turn his horse and ride back alone, his
braves still remaining in the circle.

The men with the scout awaited anx-
iously for some word from him.

They saw that the Indian prisoner
had become excited.

He had heard the battle song cease;
the charge of the mounted warriors had
not followed, and he knew that some-
thing had gone wrong.

Nugget Ned also had become nervous
and watchful.

He, too, realized‘that all was not
right.

What could it be?

Had word come that help was ad-
vancing for the paleface band?

Had a scout reported that soldiers

.from Fort Platte were hastening to the

rescue? _

No one could answer. Had the In-
dians discovered that the whites were
too strongly intrenched for them and
meant to give up the attack?

No one vouchsafing a word, all eyes
were upon Buffalo Bill and the Indian
circle alternately.

The scout had his glass to his eye, and
would speak certainly when he knew
the cause of the cessation of that battle
song, the halt of the Indian line.

Presently he did speak, and all hung
upon his words.

Especially did Nugget Ned bend for-
ward to listen, and the fact was not
lost upon Buffalo Bill.

The Red Buffalo also, who yet kept
his secret that he could speak English,
was all attention to the words of the
scout.

“Captain Benson, some one has call-

. ed to the chief from the rear, where the

Wounded are, and he has halted the line
and is returning," said Buffalo Bill.

“Can a scout have come in and re-
ported help coming to us, Mr. Cody?”
eagerly asked Captain Benson.

Anxiously all awaited the reply of the
scout.

“ Some one is advancing from the
group in the rear to meet the chief,
whom I recognize as Red Spirit, the one

who led the raid upon your settlement.”

“ To me, sir, it looks like a white man

' who is advancing to meet the chief,”

said Talbot, who was making a telescope
of his hands.

“ Yes, I thought so myself, but I see
him distinctly now.” '

.“ You are right, Pard Talbot, it is a
white man, and none other than the

V stranger who was with us last night,”

said the scout, while to Captain Benson
he added in a whisper:
"Yes; it is the li’andermg Jew."

 
CHAPTER XLV. "
SOME MYSTERIOUS INFLUENCE.
To the naked eye of the men in the

little fort a man was seen advancing
from the council ground to meet the.

7011118 Chief, Red Spirit, who had left
the line of braves and was going at a

, canter toward the one whose call or sig-

nal had halted the warriors on their
way to battle.

To the glass of Buffalo Bill, and it
was a strong one, the one advancing
was now plainly revealed, and the
piercing glance of Talbot alSo had dis-
covered that it was no Indian.

5 : He was walking at a slow, dignified
‘Btep. and Buffalo Bill saw distinctly

the tall form, clad in bearskin, the small
cap and the 10118 beard and ﬂowing hair,
so like the Wandering Jew,

If not the mysterious man known by
that name. who was he? .
Could there be two men so much

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eyes, Buffalo Bill saw all that took
place.

He saw the Wandering Jew, if he it
was, halt and allow the young chief to
approach him.

The latter dismounted as he drew
rein, and'his attitude appeared to be one
of respect for the white man, whoever
he was.

There they stood, and the young chief
seemed to be talking excitedly.

At last the chief was seen to raise his
lance high in the air, and up‘ the top
of it was his war bonnet.

First he waved the lance to ‘the right,
then to the left, and Buffalo Bill said:
“He is calling the chiefs to council.

“The Wandering Jew has certainly
given him some news he deems of im—
portance.”

As a. proof that the scout was right,
Talbot said:

“That's what it is, sir, you see! the
chiefs are leaving their bands and going
toward the Red Spirit.”

From the center of their separate
bands the chiefs were'seen to start and
go at a gallop toward the Red Spirit and
the Wandering Jew’;

There were six of them, and as each
0 e arrived he dismounted and grouped
h¥mself about the head chief, facing the
white man.

“The Red Spirit is talking now,” said
Buffalo Bill, and he -was seen to be
speaking in a somewhat excitable man-
ner.

Then the scout added, after a few
minutes:

“ Now the white man is having his
say, and he is as calm and digniﬁed as
a judge.”

Soon after the scout continued:

“ The other chiefs are taking a turn
at the talk ng now, and there appears
to be a di erence of opinion, as among
palefaces.”

“ Yes, the lot of them seem to be
against the head chief," Talbot said.

Turning to Nugget Ned, Buffalo Bill
asked:

“ What does
Ned? ” ‘

The man had also been watching the
group of Indians with deepest interest,
and he answered promptly:

“It means that the Wandering Medi-
cine Man has brought news that is of a
threatening nature to them, and the
chief, Evil Spirit, does not wish to give
up the attack, that’s what it means, and
I guess he’ll have his way, for he has a
big inﬂuence.” '

Buffalo Bill laughed and said:

“ How easily you were entrapped into
showing that you were a renegade, Nug-
get Ned!

" I thought,I’d catch you!

“So you know all about the Indians,
do you, and the one who has stopped
their attack on us is known to them as
the Wandering Medicine Man, is he?

“ What more can you tell us?”

The prisoner was white with rage, and
he muttered an imprecation upon the
scout, while he saw that he had indeed
betrayed himself to all gas they gazed
upon him in a very ugly manner.

“Well, Mr. Cody, you certainly are

it all mean, Nugget

clever in getting at the truth,” said

Captain Benson, and he added:

“ There is not the slightest doubt in
my mind now as to the fellow being a
renegade.” ' _

“ I was sure of it from the first.”

“Yes, he put his foot into it that
time,” Talbot added.

The attention of all was now again
drawn to the.chiefs and the wandering
Medicine Man, as Nugget Ned had call-
ed the white man in their midst. 1

There was, beyond doubt, some cause
of excitement among them, and then
Buffalo Bill said: .

“ They are returning to their com-
mands again.

“ Now, Nugget Ned, we will see if the
Red Spirit has his way or not.” ,

Each chief was seen to rejoin his
braves and to say a few words to them.

 
i Then, band by band, they turned
I about and rode away, Red Spirit return-
fing to the council ground whither the
‘ white man had been seen to go!

A short halt was made then, but soon
they moved off, and in half an hour not
i a redskin was seen on the plain save
the dozen slain.

 
CHAPTER XLVI.

BUFFALO BILL MAKES A RECONNOISANCE.

The men in the little fort drew a long
sigh of relief when they saw the last
redskin disappear over a rise in the
plain.

“ They have gone, and now we can
pull out for home,” said Captain Ben—
son, with great delight at the prospect.

“No, captain, not yet,” Buffalo Bill
rejoined. -

“Why, what is the matter now, Mr.
Cody?”

“Well, sir, it appears that the Indians
have gene, that the Wandering Jew, or
whoever he may be, has had a strange
inﬂuence over them to move off; but red-
skins are the slyest people on earth and
the whole thing may be a trick.”

“I don’t just see how, Buffalo Bill?”

to have us believe they have gone and
when we get out of our stronghold here
to pounce upon us and wipe us out, lit-
erally.

“If they have gone in good faith, sent
off by the inﬂuence of that white man,
there are malcontents in every hand,
and these may drop out from the others
and lie in wait for us.” \

“Mr. Cody is right, sir," put in Tal—
‘ bot, whose opinion had great weight
with Reuben Benson.

“ Then what is to be done, Mr. Cody? ”
asked the captain.

“I will go out alone, sir, and recon—
noiter, so that we will not be entrapped
if we leave our fort,” replied the scout.

“Would we not behaving time, sir,
for me to take oneside and you the
other?" asked Talbot.

“ If you wish, for we can find out in
half.the time if we both go, and you

reply.

With this, Buffalo Bill saddled up
Paleface and:Talbot got his horse, and
the two rode' away from the ion, the
scout telling Captain Benson to be very
careful as to keeping a close watch and
also to keep his eye upon the prisoners,
as well as Hercules Dan, who had been
given his freedom, and was loud

who had ever vanquished him. -
But this very ﬂattery caused the scout
to watch the man more closely. ‘

in then to report two bands of the red-
skins, who had gone off on his side
of the little fort, had pressed on far
miles, a sure indication that they at
least had not returned. .

Buffalo Bill having told Captain Ben-
son to keep the men at work strengthen-
ing' the little barrier, they wished to

saying there was no longer any danger

then upon their homeward trail.
But Talbot told them that the two

and Silver Mound settlement, and they
would be caught in the open and de-
feated if they started then, for either

six to one. . ,
“Visit until Buffalo Bill returns,"

we can do.”
It was nearly sunset when Buffalo Bill
was seen coming over the rise.

tired. , ‘ .-
As the scout rode up he watered his

horse at the spring and then staked 

out, while he said: , 
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when he has fed awhile, for initialized,f

“ In the ﬁrst place, it may be a trick '

know Just what to do,” was the scout’s‘ Y

in singing the praises of the only man ‘

Talbot was gone until noon and came,

knock off when Talbot made his report, '
of the redskins and they ought to‘be 

hands he had trailed were between them,

force of the redskins outnumbered thech

added Talbot. “ He will know Just what ‘ ‘

Paleface. was in a canter, but seemed  z:

    
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“Did you ﬁnd any Indians, Mr.
Cody? ”

“Plenty of them, and we will be at-
tacked to-night."

The words fell with a damper upon all
who heard them save one, that one be—
ing Nugget Ned.

His face lighted up quickly with a
gleam of pleasure, and, looking up
quickly, Buffalo Bill saw it and said:

“Oh, yes, Nugget Ned, you are re-
joiced, I know; you have expected their
return; but your life is not a safe in—
surance Just now.”

These words changed the look on the
man’s face, especially when Hercules
Dan supplemented:

" Let us hang him, boss."

As for the Indian prisoner, he made
no sign to show his joy, and Buffalo
Bill went on to say that all the bands
had gone out for a. hunting expedition
save one.

The one was the band of Chief Red
Spirit, who had been mounted upon the
extra ponies of the other forces. lie also
had been strongly reinforced by the
braves who were in ill humor at having
to relinquish their prey from what the
white man had told‘them. ‘ ‘

“ In twos and threes the malcontents
under the other chiefs have beenjoin-
ing the Red Spirit all day. They have
scouts around the camp to prevent an
escape; so there will be a larger force
brought against us to-night, or, rather,
before dawn, for they are arranging to
attack us, believing we think they are
gone and will not“ be on the watch as
before. -

 “ But they are mistaken,” said Buf-
falo Bill, who had made his report in a
- tone too low for either Nugget Ned or
the Red Buffalo to hear. '

 
CHAPTER XLVI.
_ 'rnn scou'r's LAST sso'r.
If at ﬁrst there was any grumbling
because they had not been allowed to
.go home, the men now realized that it
.would have been madness to have, made,
 , "the attempt‘with, their small force and
 to have been caught .in' the open.’
‘ They had conﬁdence that Buffalo, Bill
 would do what was best, and Talbotéwas
.. / thordu‘ghly the same way of thinking as
 was the scout, and his opinioncarried
 . much weight with his companions. "
a , ‘ 4'- " He had also reported having seen
.'. ém'any small trails leaving the'main ones
, V "of the bands he had followed, and these,
*he‘ﬁfel’t, after hearing about Chief Red
ﬁagle, were the braves who had gone
" todoin the latter.’ ' ' . ’
‘ " “A certain sign among those who would
‘ .defy '~the decision of the other chic s
.3: myouid soon show the braves that the e
' ﬁne one leader who intended to act, and
‘fpo‘mthgiy dropped out of their bands to
n‘ m ' ‘ ‘

,7 gl'l‘hus had the Red.Spi‘r‘it, as the segut
. ~reported,‘gaincd a large following
' «ofthermost.reckless of the young braves.
._ :As Buﬂalo 111 was sure that Red
{Bu-flak suspec (id be; had beenidocto‘red“
m‘hight before and after his noonday
, ,1 Would take nothing to eat :or drink;
eiknewi that some plan must ‘.be all-f.-
rdngedto prevent his betraying to his
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the horses, so that they did not know
where the men were and thus would
believe they were all asleep save the
man on watch.

To still further carry out the decep-
tion, this man was told to go in after
all was quiet and take his seat by the
fire, which burned low, so the prisoners
could see him and believe no one was
on watch at all.

But they were badly fooled, for both
Talbot nd Buffalo Bill had slipped out
of the mp and were lying in wait far
out, while Captain Benson sat by, the
works, Wide awake.

Thus the night passed until the dawn
was near; then Talbot came in and
reported all quiet in his front, save a

'scout or two skulking about, for he had

seen them.

Next Buffalo Bill came and found that
Captain Benson had awakened all the
men upon 'l‘albot’s report and they
were there awaiting his coming.

There were ten in number, all told,
to fight, for Nugget Ned was not to be
again trusted with a gun and was in
double irons. . I

But the Red Buffalo had not been
ironed by the scout.

“They are in large force and crep-
ing up as they did last night. You can
see them yonder in the moonlight," said
Buffalo Bill.

The ten men were silent and ready for
action, the three extra riﬂes having
been double loaded, as were all the
others, for the ﬁrst volley and stood
where Captain Benson and Talbot could
seize them after ﬁring their weapons.

The scout rejoiced .in having the re-
peating riﬂe of the Wandering Jew and
also the' breech-loader of Nugget Ned
to aid them. .

“Men,” whispered Buffalo Bill.

“. If they should break in upon us and
I see that all is lost, I will give the or-
der to mount, and those who can do so
lie low on your horse and dash away
with the stampeded animals.”

Nearer and nearer crept the dark
mass, and ,it‘was seen to be larger than
on the night before.

The defenders of the little fort would
have a larger force to ﬁght!

But not a man ﬂinched from the or-
deal he was to pass through. Nugget
Ned and {the Red Buffalo, if awake, were
awaiting the attack with hope, for "they
had not heard’a sound to tell them that
the camp was’ awake, for the, man on
Watch was apparently fast asleep near
the fire, which had now almost died out.

But his ride was with the others to
use, and' if" asleep he could soon get to
his feet when rudely awakened.

“Now, men, be ready..." for they 9
preparing for a rush and we must cagh
them when grouped close. Fire!"

With Buffalo Bill's command ten riﬂes
flashed all: one, then followed the shots
of the three extra guns and therattle
of the scout’s matohless repeater.

The blow .was a staggering one and a
complete surprise, and momentarily the

Indians shrunk away from the gelling
laid solmany .

rain of bullets which had}
of” their‘comrades low. 'i . ,
‘ But a. wild yell went up from behind
the defenders, and thenthe words in the
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“The Red Buffalo ,tells his braves to
come on! He is. here a prisoner! "

The answer to this came from-a hun-

dred throats, and the mass of red hu-
manity camebounding, up .thehlil. _ '
" Take yourgrevolvers, imenl " shouted,

Buffalo Bill, and ‘a terrible ’Waf was/be:

'gun."ja.s the men fired theirlp'isto‘is, at,
short,;range,“ While: shots and arrows?

were hurled "into the little fort by _' the

  
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lead of his braves, and Buffalo Bil
cried:

“Take my last shot, chief!”

With the crack of the last shot in the
revolver, the Red Spirit fell dead, while
Buffalo Bill, seeing but half his force
left alive, cried: ,

“Now to your horses and ﬂy for your.
lives!”

 
CHAPTER XLV‘iI.
t TRUE TO A FRIEND.

The ﬁre of the Indians under their
chief, Red Spirit, had been fatal to the
brave defenders of the little fort.

There had fallen Hercules Dan and
three others dead, several had been “I
wounded, but Buffalo Bill, Captain Ben-
son and Talbot were unhurt.

When he saw that all was lost, Buffa- ,

10 Bill had giVGn the order to save them-
selves by ﬂight upon the horses.

The animals were nearly frantic in
their rope corral, but Captain Benson
reached the barrier ﬁrst, followed by
two of his men, both the latter wounded.

The captain cut the rope barriers with
a slash of his knife and managed to
mount a large and ﬂeet horse, though i
without saddle or bridle. '

The two men following him were shot
down by the arrows of the Indians, and i
a third, man was knocked down and 
trampled to death by the stampeding ,‘
animals. ‘

Talbot made a spring for a horse,
grasped his mane, but was dragged off
his feet and fell heavily, and a brave was
upon hlm‘ere he could rise.

Buffalo ,Bill had tried to reach his
splendid horse Paleface, but the animal
was already away, and the scout sprang
toward a pony, when he felt himself
grasped about the neck by a pair of ' is
strong arms and heard the words: 5

" The Red Buffalo‘ will save his white
brother.” " i,
’To have gone on then in an attempt to ‘ g '
escape would have been madness, and  
the scout realized it, ,sopalmly said: . '

“ I can meet my death as a brave man 4" --
if I must.” . ‘ i , I

The Red Buffalo had come from his:  
retreat, had hopped to the side of the  "'
scent, and Just then the braves had ,: .;

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blood-curdling yells. ‘

In the early morn they reached the: l
body of their dead young chief, andythey,  ’
had lost heavily, so were maddene’dﬁt‘j V.
their losses and triumph as well. jig. * 
,But above the chorus of yells camels I , -
voice commanding and stern.  f . ‘ . l :i- 
It commanded’sllence at once, and all; .; 3i
heard: H g ' '  
“ The Red Spirit has gone to the Hap- ‘  . ,'.- 
py Hunting Grounds, and the Red Buf-
falo is chief now. Who . disputes his 1 ‘3
title?"  . ‘ . ,  I,
Not a voice' was'heard in the negative. 9
He was the next in rank to the Red 
Spirit; he was. one. of the bravest of his
tribe, ’and had won many honors, so  

was beloved and respected by ‘all.

They remembered that in their gilisht‘
on foot he had demanded to be left alone

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be seen, that his life (had-ghost! spared-ix,-
by. the greatwhlte chiefIRaeh-aska, who
had taken him to his camp,.iﬁressed his. ‘
wounds, and r cared for him like! a‘,‘ 1?
brothers; ' ,' "  - ‘ 

Now‘ he claimed his right to  
mainland notone dihnuted. him.  ~

“The chief, Renguffalo. is glad that
his Warriors were so brave.“ . ' , _  .
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" But let not my young men cast
‘ angry eyes at my white brother, the
great Chief Paehaska, who stands by my
side. '-

“He has saved my life, he has dressed
my wounds, has led me, and I have
much to tell of his goodness.

“He is a mighty chief, and will go
with the Red Buffalo to his village.

" But he must be bound, that he can-
not escape.

“ There lies the paleface who was our
prisoner, but escaped.

“He is not dead, and will be taken
back to our village.

“ Let my braves bind him.

“ Then let my young men take the
scalps of the palefaces and go and bring
back the horses.

“ Now bring the White Fox to the Red
Buffalo.”

This speech of the Red Buffalo, as he
stood on one leg and supported himself
on the shoulder of Buffalo Bill, was well
received by the braves, and Nugget Ned,
whom he had called the White Fox,
was brought before him, the scout coolly
taking the manacle keys from his pocket
and etting him free, with the remark:

“ ou win this game, Nugget Ned.”

‘ " Yes, and I’ll see that you die by tor-
:ture when we reach the Indian village,
Buffalo Bill," was the savage response
of the renegade, as he was freed of his
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CHAPTER XLVIII.
'rwo PRISONERS.

‘ .At the threat of the renegade white

man, who had proven to be just .what

Buffalo Bill had suspected him of be-

ing, the young chief, Red Buffalo, ap-

peared as though 'he intended to resent
, it in behalf of his prisoner, for such the
scout was.

But instead, he said in a digniﬁed

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manner;

“The White Fox is the friend of my
people, in council and in their village,
~ "1 but he is not a great chief in battle, nor
 does. he lead Warriors upon the trail.

., “‘ The Red Buffalo is master here, for
.. ,thehead chief. Red Spirit, has gone to
inhtlie Happy Hunting Grounds.

" The Red Buffalo is wounded, and suf-
-~fering, but his braves will obey him, and
 if. the great white chief Paehaska had
" not been his friend, he would now be
dead.

,t " The Red Buffalo will take Paehaska
F",  to his village, and the White Fox has no
 tongue in the council against my pale-
. _i.face,brother. '

I ‘ "‘ So the Red Buffalo has spoken”,

,  3 A. glance about him showed Nugget
v, {filled that the braves were all impressed
 th‘e words/of their new chief.

,{ " ' ' Whatever their fear and hatred of But-
rj. , fal'o'Bill, they looked upon him with ad-
u it“s: Irritation as a great chief.

r. w, ."I-fhey regarded him as one’ whose
 triendship they, would be glad to have,
,f‘isnd instantly would they have turned
 «Minot Nugget Ned had their young
 ,lchief so, willed.

‘ ' Unsci‘the cunning white man felt that he

Mould hide his time.- ‘ j '
 fItjhe, could not then wreak vengeance
upon the scout, later he would have his
we, when heiyvas' a prisoner in the
f -, ia'n‘ village. ‘ '
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“it Hrhite brother of the Red Buffalo.”

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Indians began to look after the results
of their capture.

They had retaken their plunder, and
their braves were bringing in the scat-
tered horses.

The Red Buffalo seemed to be taking
an inventory in his mind of just what
the result of the victory had been, and

was seated upon his blanket a hundred I

feet from the two prisoners, when he
heard:

“ The Red Buffalo must have my
horse—the white one, or the White Fox
will take him.” I

He gave a nod to show that he under-
stood the words of the scout, and the
brave who just then came up with Pale—
face, all saddled and bridled, as his
master had left him for ﬂight, was told
that the animal belonged to the Red
Buffalo.

“Take the big' sorrel, too,” said Buf-
falo Bill, speaking in English as before,
the braves who heard him not under-
standing it, and supposing that he was
talking to his fellow prisoner, Talbot.

The Red Buffalo showed himself quick
to take a hint, and the sorrel was accord-
ingly appropriated, and just in time, as
Nugget Ned came up to take both horses.

The scene in the camp was a. sad'one
to the two prisoners, and by no means
a reassuring one for themselves.

Scattered about lay the bodies of their
late comrades in the ﬁght, seven‘ in
number, and all of them had been
scalped and robbed of their weapons and
clothing.

But there was one of the gallant band
missing, and that was the captain, Reu-
ben Benson, who had been successful in
remounting his horse, a ﬁne one, and
dashing away with the stampeded ani-
mals, -

" The captain escaped, I guess, Tal—
bot," remarked Buffalo Bill. '

‘-‘ It looks so, sir, and Heaven grant
that he did.”

.“ If so, he will report that we were
killed and General Burr will send a force
to attack the Indian village, that is, if
he has men enough at the fort to risk
it, for he had asked for reinforcements
before I left.” '

“ Well, I hope we'll be aliva to see the
ﬁght; but I doubt it,” was Talbot’s re-
sponse.

“ Don't give up, pard, for I am already
planning an escape, and I had it in view
when I, got Red Buffalo to claim those
two horses, for I know them.

" See, they are opening the graves, and
will carry their dead with them, but
scalp your two friends whom we buried,
and leave their bodies with the others to
the coyotes.” ’ '

“ That is what they will do, and they
are going to move from here soon, I
notice.” ' ' '

Both were right in their conclusions,
for the two white men were dug up and
scalped, and the Indian's dead packed on
poniesto carry along with them.

" All of the horses have been brought
in, Talbot, except Captain Benson's!”

“ Yes, and none of the Indians have
reported killing him, ,so he got away;
but now for the mare ," and thexpris-
oners were mounted upon ponies and the
start was made for the Indian village,
Nugget Ned accompanying them.

 
CHAPTER XLIX.
veneer NED UNMASKED.
It was a long, hard march to the Inc,

dian’village for them as. wellas the" '

pristners, for there was booty to. cum;
a large number of dead also, and“, fully. a
third of the braves were mere, or less
severely wounded.  . . I

Nugget Ned kept well in the lead. but
lost no opportunity, when,l the Chief. Red,
Buffalo was not near, of. t reatening But:
falo Bill and Talbot with-a terrible fate
when they reached the‘v-village. ,' ‘.

. ‘thotifhave seen that I’ have inﬂuence“
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head chief, Black Eagle, is my friend; he
owes me his life, and I believe I have
spent months at a time in the village,
and every time I visit them, i go loaded
down with presents.

“ You see, I wish to be their friend, for
I am a gold miner, and do not care to be
molested in roaming about this country.

“ Why, I was the one that told them
i to make the raid upon Silver Mound
§ settlement, and they got plenty of booty,
 horses and some three dozen scalps by.
’ it.

“ The next place they strike will be
Grizzly GUICh.

“So,you see I am right in the swim
with the redskins, and I tell you now,
Buffalo Bill, that what I say goes with
Chief Black Eagle, and you will find out
that I will be the one to condemn you to
death in my own way, for the Red Buf— .
falo is too young a chief to have much
inﬂuence with his people, though I ad-
mit he has a big following.”

So Nugget Ned ran on, telling of his
base nature, and the two prisoners calm-
ly took in all that he said, Buffalo Bill
asking:

” Will you tell me why you shot at me
when in camp the other day? ”

“ I don’t mind telling you, now I
regard you as good as dead.”
~  Let us have it.” '

' “ You killed the Vagabond Gentle-
man? ”

“Yes; I cannot deny it; in fact, have
no reason for doing so.”

“ He left you a belt containing papers
and gold." ’

“ Granted.” . .

“ The papers contain, as you doubt-
less know, a full description of a rich
claim, with directions how to get there,
and a map.” .

“ Indeed, I was not aware of that.”

“I begin to feel that you were igno-
rant of‘the fact, as when he was dying
he did not say much, I learned, and you
regarded him as a crank, and so turned . ,r
the belt over to another.”

“Ah! and who?”

“ Either Doctor Eugene Douglass, the
medicine man of Grizzly Gulch, or Cap-
tain John, the boss of the mining camp,
as he is called.” ~ \

" Ah! you think I turned the belt over
to one of them to keep for me? " ' g

“ Yes, I know you did, or to the Brew- , i . ,;
or boys, in whose cabin theiGentleman f ‘ ', 
Vagabond died." ‘ ‘ 

“ You can take your choice.” .

“I will, and more, I' shall get that
belt, for they do not know its value, at
least the one who is keeping it." ' . l .. 

" Is that so?" ; ' ' 

“ It is, for you left it to be bent tor~ 3
you." . " > ' .' 

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" But how will you get it?” “it "
»" Why, I shall go to the Indian vii-r  *3
lage, see about you first, then return .to '
Nugget City, and state that I‘ escaped, 1‘ 
from the Indians, and had joined you 1 
and Captain Benson in defendingyour T .
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“I shall, tell how you were terture'd' 
to death by the redskins, and I Wasthe  -.
sole survivor of the‘party.” ‘ . ' ‘ '

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“ Then [shall decide which of those 
Ixnamed'has “belt, and will say that 
you, before you ‘died, asked me to go't‘it. 1
and. told ‘me what to do with it." . 

“,1 see, that will be a great schemeth
your part,” and Buffalo Bill cast-a q" ,
raglance at Talbot, who seemed to 
stand the look. ' ‘..  

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who the man was who drove the red-
skins off from their day attack upon
us? ”

“ The same that visited the camp at
night and pretended to help you ﬁght
the redskins.”

“Ah! a renegade, like yourself?"

“ Yes; but, unlikeme, he is a crank.
In fact, I think he ismad, from his ac-
tions, and the Indians think so, too, and
there is.where he has a strong hold upon
them.”

“ But, who is he? ”

“A Jew doctor, who came out West,

on a scientiﬁc survey; a geologist, botan-

 
“ Now we are going to camp.”

When the Indians went into camp for
the night, Buffalo Bill called to Red Buf-
falo, who was riding his horse Paleface,
with the scout’s saddle and bridle on
him, and suggested that he again dress
his wounds.

As they were painful, the young chief
was glad to have him do so, and thus
was seen the strange spectacle of the
white prisoner, after having ﬁnished
with the' Red Buffalo, engaged in ban-
daging up and dressing the wounds of
the braves, whom he had called to him

‘ for the purpose

ist, I have heard, who was captured by ’

the Indians at a time that there was an
epidemic in their village, and by his skill
he checked it.

i‘ But, he roams about the country, does
not live among the Indians, and is, as I
said, a crazy fool, though, as you saw,
he has inﬂuence among the Indians, and
kept them from attacking you the other
day."

“ How did he do it? ”

“ He told them, so the braves gave
me to understand, that you had me and
the Red Buffalo prisoners, and would put
us to death if they attacked us.

“ The Red Spirit wished to take the
chances, but the other chiefs were
against him, and so the attack was not
made, I am glad to say, and we were
not killed, as I believe we would have
been by you, or your men.”.

" But the Red Spirit decided to come
back and risk it?"

“ Yes, and got you and rescued the
Red Buffalo and mysc T," and the re‘ne-
gade rode on in advance again, leaving
the two friends to ponder over the fact
of his so completely unmasking himself.

 
CHAPTER L.
,Nuaanr NED wms.

When Nugget left the two prisoners
alone once more, there was no one near
them save the tvm guards who rode be-

‘ bind, and who could not understand En—
glish.

They were both ironed and bound to
their horse as well, but ‘they could look
for no better treatment, and, in fact, Red
Buffalo had ordered that they. should not
be‘sbused! ~

“ Well, Pard Talbot, that renegade gave
himself dead away, so sure was he that
we were as good as already on the trail
to the Happy Hunting Grounds,” said
Buffalo Bill.

_“ He did, indeed, but he does not know

at Captain Benson escaped, as I feel

ure that he did, and we have the satis-

faction of knowing that if we do go un-
der, and he returns to the settlements
he will run his head into a rope end."

“Yes; but we must see to it that we
do, not go_under, and get back to pun-
ish him ourselves, for I never say die
until I am in my grave! "

“ You are right, Pard Cody, and if there

V is a loophole of escape we will get away.

“ You, I guess, stand the best chance,

for the Red Buffalo will fight for you, if

‘ need be, but I guess I’m gone up, though

I don’t'give up by any means and shall
. be ready to take advantage of all that
comes our way.” «I

" That is right, pard, and something
tells me that we will get there.

, “ But what do you think of What he
said about the Wandering Jew? "

“v’Guess he’s about right."

“ Somehow I do not believe he used his
inﬂuence to save Nugget Ned and the
Red Buffalo, for he did fight well, and
did not pretend to, as the renegade did,
and he did come to warn us.

‘ =“No, the man may be mad, a crank,

or whatever else the renegade calls him,’

but he is not a traitor to his own race,

' . I ensure.”

" I hope not, and 'you talked with. him

I ‘l'fandknowhim hest.’

“ Do you keep our eyes and dare open.
gr  I will do the same, and
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It was evident that the scout made a
decided hit in his favor by this act of
humanity, as Talbot said:

” That was a dead center shot on your
part, pard, for they are all pleased.”

But Nugget Ned was not pleased, and
showed it in his "looks.

The next morning early the march
was resumed, and it was nearing sunset
when the band drew near the Indian
village in the mountains.

Runners had been sent on ahead, to
tell that the Red Spirit had been killed,
the Red Buffalo was chief, numbers of

'warriors had been killed, many were

wounded, but Silver Mound Settlement
had been burned, many scalps taken,
plenty of booty and ponies captured, a
battle with Rangers had been won, and
more scalps taken, while the great white
chief Paehaska, had been captured, and
the Gold Finder, as Talbot had been
named when among the redskins, had
been recaptured.

In spite of their losses, the Indians
felt that they were more than balanced
by the splendid results, for Paehaska
alone, as prisoner, was worth the scalps
of a dozen braves. ,

When the band marched into the vil-
lage, singing their War-song of victory,
the whole population turned out to see
them. .

The heroism of‘Red Buffalo in leaving
himself as a sacrifice on the trail had
already been told by the runners, as well
as his having been thrice wounded and
become chief by the Red Spirit’s death,
and he was welcomed as a hero of he-
roes. ‘

There was weeping for the dead, and
wailing galore, but the.shouts of Victory
soon silenced all, and when Buffalo Bill
and Talbot were thrust into a tepee, and
securely guarded, the whole village. was
wild with excitement, and brilliant as
day with camp-ﬁres-

The‘ prisoners were glad to find rest
for themselves after the exciting and
fatiguing days and nights through which
they had passed, and they were soon fast
asleep, unmindful of the terrible din
about them, and the death that seemed
to be hanging over them.

The next morning a grand burying
scene was the order of the early morn-
ing, and the village echoed with wild
lamentations of those mourning for their
loved ones. .

In the afternoon a great powwow was
called, and then began a fight for mas-

.tery between the renegade White Fox

and the young chief Red Buffalo, as to
who should have his «way.

It did not take the prisoners long, un-
derstanding the Indian language as they
did, and the signs that meant‘so much,
that, in spite of his heroism and influ-
ence, the day was going against the Red
Buffalo. _ ‘

Had it been any ordinary man the
young chief might have saved his pris-
oner, but with Paehaska in theirpower
the whole village was wild to see the
great white chief die by torture.‘

And so did White Fox, the gold chief,
carry the day, and it waswith the most
malignant face of triumph that be en-
tered the tepee of thetwo prisoners and

1 said: '-

" Well, Buffalo Bill, I told You'I would
win, and «I havecome to tell-,you that
you and y,
to iivaﬁso‘t land‘rocpll. your forgotten
prayers ,dlprepare to death.”

  
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CHAPTER LI.
BUFFALO BILL’S SCORN.

If the renegade white wretch, Nugget
Ned, had expected to see Buffalo Bill
and Talbot turn pale and cower before
him, he was mistaken, for they simply
looked at him with unmoved faces, and
the scout answered:

“ Why, we expected that.
something new.”

“ You put on a bold face now, but just
wait until you are tortured and see how
you will change.”

“I feel that I can die as other men
have, renegade, and you can just look
on and see.”

“Ah! that is just it, for that pleasure
will be denied to me.” I

“Haven’t the nerve, eh, to look on? "

“ Not that, for I am no coward, and
I hate my own race, for I have been
badly treated."

“Yes, a fugitive from justice for your
crimes, you think the whole world has
gone wrong; but, why can you not stay
to see Talbot and myself die? "

“I am going away.”

“ No! How we will miss that villain-
ous face of yours.” ' .'

“I am going to Grizzly Gulch, now
that I am sure you left the Vagabond's
belt there, and get it before it is opened,
as it may be if it is known you were cap»
tured.”

“I see; and you are going to get it
from Doctor Douglass, Captain John, the
Brewer boys, or whomever I left it with.
and so become the possessor of a rich
gold mine? "

“Yes; that is Just it.”

“ And won't stay to see us die?"

“ I dare not lose time, and the Indians
granted the Red Buffalo’s request to
allow you to live for a week.”

" Very kind of them; but now do us a
favor.”

“ What is it? "

“ Go hang yourself, shoot yourself, or
do anything to get out of our sight,"
said the scout, momentarily losing his
calmness as-he gazed upon the cruel face,
of the renegade. .

The latter only laughed, and replied:‘

“ I go, but I am sorry I cannot oblige _

you as to killing myself.
. “You won’t be lonesome, however, as
the squaws and children will soon begin
to visit you, and both of you will un-
derstand what that means." ‘

They did indeed, for it meant petty
insults and torture from the women and
children.

But the renegade, raising his hat with
mock politeness, left the tepee, and soon

Tell us

,after they saw him ride out of the vil-

lage alone, evidently in haste to return
to Grizzly Gulch and secure thetreasure
which‘ he felt that he now would get. , ,

To obtain the legacy left to Buffalo
Bill by the Gentleman Vagabond, he
had followed the scout from the mining
camps to kill him, believing that he
would ﬁnd it on'the body of the man he
had slain.

By a strange oversight, from where
he stood when he ﬁred, the Red Buffalo .
had been hidden by a tree, but, seeing

that he had missed his aim, andthat n- ' -'

other person was in the camp, he ed
with all speed, not anxious to have Buf-
falo Bill upon his trail. ,1

This much he had explained to the
Red Buffalo, who had made it known to
the scout. ,

“ Well, pard, if we cannot escape we
are surelv doomed,” said Buffalo Bill,‘

as he watched through the opening in , '

the tepee the renegade ride out of the
camp on his trail to Grizzly Gulch, 'in
spite of the fact that it was nearly sun-
set. ,  I
" Yes, Mr. Cody, and being here in the

centre of this Indian village does not,
look much like escape for us," answered . f -
Talbot. 1 L

“ No; but I don’t give up. Death to me 
‘yet looks a long way off, and we may be“, ,

able to get away. But, look! there
comes a man over that bill. It is notan

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gazing upon came better in view, Buffalo

Bill said, earnestly:
" As I live, it is the Wandering Jew! "

 
CHAPTER LII.

A MAN OF mronrtxttrz.
Thertwo prisoners in the tcpee in the
Indian village kept their eye; upon the
white man approaching. ant. wnom
falo Bill had pronounced to be none

other than the Wandering Jew.
But a short while before, from a trail
that branched oiI just outside of the vil-
lage, from the one the man was now

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Gulch.

“I am glad that he left before the
Wandering Jew came," said Buffalo Bill.

“ You really think it is the Jew then? ”
asked Talbot.

“I know that it is him.

“Yes, I recognize his upright form,
clad in buckskin, his long hair and beard,

‘his lope, and he walks as a man who

wore moccasins, and not boots With

heels.” ' _

“ He is the one who aided us in th
ﬁrst ﬁght in the camp."

“ Yes, and left his repeating riﬂe in
place of my breech-loader, which, though
a ﬁne weapon, was no match for his

\“ He has a riﬂe slung at his back

now.”

“ Mine, doubtless."

" And is on foot.”

“ He never appears to ride."

" And Red Buffalo has your riﬂe now,

‘ 'or rather the one the Jew left."

» “Yes, and all the rest 'of my out-
fit, and now he has yours too, Talbot."

“ Little good it will do me now."

1“ Maybe not, and yet I have confidence
in the/Red Buffalo, that he does not
wish to see us die.” _

“ You, you mean, pard?” said Talbot
sadly.

 " Well, we leave or stay together,
Pard Talbot, for I am not one to save
myself and leave a comrade to die.”

"‘ I know'that, indeed, and I hope we
may escape.” ,
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tongue:

“Who was the palefacc who came
into the village to-day‘.’ "

The squaw was not unkind, for she
was the mother of the Red Buffalo,
and knew that she owed it to the scout
that her son had not been killed; in
fact, the whole camp knew all that Buf-
falo Bill had done for the young chief,
and that was why he and Talbot had not
thus far been abused.

“ it was the Wandering Medicine Man,
a paleface,” she answered.

“Is he a prisoner? ” innocently asked
Buffalo Bill. ‘

The answer warmed up the old squaw,
and she went back to her first knowl-
edge of the Medicine Man, and told all
that he had done for her people, and
how they loved him, though they bitterly
hated the palefaces. save those who be-
came redskins at heart.

She also said that the mighty white
medicine man came and went at his
own will, and held great power with her
people. -

That he was a man pf much impor—
tance in the tribe, and she had heard,
that he had come now to the village to
tell of a strange dream that- he had
had, and to beg the chiefs to do his will
and save their people from destruction.

Suddenly, as though alarmed at having
said so much, the old squaw hastened
from the tepee, and a few moments
after the night guard came in, and, roll-
ing his blankets about him, lay down to
rest, anexamplp the two prisoners fol-
lowed, though not to sleep, for their
minds were busy in the coming of the
Wandering Jew.

" CHAPTER LIII.

AN INDIAN'S FRIENDSHIP. .

The old squaw Bending Willow was on
hand early with breakfast for the prison-
ers, and after looking about to see that
the guard was some distance away, she
said: .

“ The son of Bending Willow, the great
young Chief Red Buffalo, tells her words
for the ear of Paehaska.”

" Woll,‘ Paehaska’s ears are open;
what hes the Bending Willow to say to
him? ’9 replied the scout.

The squaw, standing in the entrance
to the tepee, and where she could see the
approach of‘ the guard or any one else,
said in a low tone that the chiefs would
not listen to the words of the Red Buf—
falo and spare the great white Chief
Paehaska. . '

The wandering medicine man had
come to the villageand told Black Eagle
how he had had a dream in which he had
seen Paehaska a captive of the Indians.

Then the dream had faded andhe saw
an open grave in which Paehaska lay,
slain by the Black Eagle and his people.

Another vision had come before
him, and he had seen the Black Eagle
and his people shot down and hiding fog
their lives, their village in ashes, an
their foes were paleface soldiers who
shouted asthey killed: 7 '

“ You, have killed Paehaska!

.“ We avenge him!”

 
But the Black Eagle would not listen .

to the wandering medicine man, but told
him that he did have the Chief Paehaska
a prisoner, and a comrade also, and he
intended to‘klll them, and would
those who came to avenge. .
Then the old squaw went on to so.
that the Red . Buffalo loved “his people,
he had their good “at heart, and he wished
to save! them. . .,  , ‘ ' . .
He. loved his white brother, Paehaska,

and would not see' him' d’ie,-. and.” he

had told the Bending Willow to ask him
how to make sleep come: on the Indian
guard, as he had on him when in the

in slumber, she, the Bending Willow,
would come and lead the Paeh‘as'ka"
where he would find, his own-horse _,
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Buffalo Bill listened to all she said,
and then replied:

“ Paehaska thanks the Bending Willow
and the Red Buffalo, whom he knows is
wounded and cannot come himself to
see him; but he will not go unless his
friend here goes also.

“If the Bending Willow does not help
both to go. then Paehaska will stay and
die, and the red people will have to ﬂy
before the paleface soldiers,‘as the Wan-
dering Medicine Man declared they did.

“The Paehaska has spoken.”

The Bending Willow turned without'a
word and walked away, while Talbot
said: '

“That settles it, pard, and much as I
admire you for your act, I am sorry, for
you did wrong, as one victim is enough."

“She will have more to say when she
brings our noonday meal.

" It is lucky I have the keys of our
irons, and then I have some morphine,
too, so we can give that red guard a
sound sleep while we skip.

“So the Wandering Jew came here
with a dream to save us, and he knew
best how to inﬂuence the Indians; but
they were too glad to get hold of Paehas-
ka to let him go; but you mark'my words,
he will try another game to free us."

“ I believe that he will.”

“Oh, yes, he won’t stop at dreams.

“ He’ll try something tangible next
time.”

The Bending Willow came at noon,
Just when the brave on guard over the
prisoners was eating his dinner a short
distance away. _

Standing where she could see him, she
said in effect that the Red Buﬂalo had
heard What the Paehaska had spoken,
that he would have the other paleface
captive also set free.

She said that she would bring a good
supper, and a dish all Indians liked, but
they must not eat of it, for in that she , ,
would put the “ bad medicine ” to make v ,'
sleep come, and the guard would eat 
that, for she would bring all just when.
the brave’s supper was brought. ~ '

When the brave was asleep she would '
come and guide the Paehaska and his '
brother to the spot where the horses
would be ready. ~

With this the squaw departed, and Buf-
falo Bill said: . - ,  ‘

not ~  ,‘y

 
“ There was no need of telling us
to eat that dish the brave would like, for
it will be a dog stew." . ~

“Yes, but I hope she won’t get the
morphine powder into the wrong dish, as _
we would be in a stew.” ‘_ p * 

“ Decidedly. ‘ V

“ No, I guess she’ll be careful."

‘ I hope so, Pard Cody." , I i

“ It looks as though we were going to .1 I, ;
escape."  

“It does.” .

" And the Wandering Jew is still in
the village.” . ‘ :
“ Yes, and is remaining for a, pure“; 

 
1 Andst the friends talked on, and the  “

fight'

.‘ stew, for pathfaoesido not; like-i".  

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paleface camp. and when the bravegwas H:

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| day passed. .

With the night came
was to guard the prisoners, and soon
1‘ after his supper was brought‘to him. ' ¢ . ‘x
i But'ereche could begin to eat it, up 
= came the Bending Willow, and the 
tempting ﬂavor of dog, stew made the bold. 
, warrior smack his lips and look envious-w .
aly at the prisoners, who should be  

the braver   

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The Bending Willow seemed hurt that
her epicurian dish was not relished by
the prisoners, and pretended to be angry
that the Indian guard should eat it all.

But she soon departed, and Buffalo
Bill at once proposed to go to sleep.

This the guard (lid not seem to object
to, after his hearty meal, and be
stretched himself across the entrance to
the tepee, and that the Bending Willow
had made no mistake with the powder
they soon discovered. as a kick or two
failed to arouse the Indian.

The ﬁre burned low, the village be-
came quiet, and only now and then an
Indian or two could be seen stalking
about, wrapped in a blanket, though the
weather was not really cold.

At last a form appeared in the en-
trance of the tcpee, bent and enveloped
in a blanket even to the head.

A slight touch of the foot failed to
disturb the sleeping brave, and the visit-
or uttered no word but motioned to put
a blanket about them, and then the
prisoners should follow, for their arms
and feet were free of the irons.

They silently arose and obeyed, and
the three mufﬂed forms stole away‘in the

darkness ijust as a silvery glow appeared.

over the mountain, indicating that the

moon would soon rise.

A walk of half a mile and they came
to the corral, and here the scout and
Talbot found Paleface saddled and bri-
dled, and by his side the large sorrel,
also equipped for the trail.

A bag of provisions hung to the saddle
horn, and there also were the riﬂes and
weapons of the two men.

Motidning for the two men to mount,
the blanket-enveloped form, still bent
over as with age, led the way for near—
ly a mile, where a trail down the moun-
tain was found, and silently pointed to it,
then turned to go.

“ Hold! You are not the Bending Wil-
low,” said Buffalo Bill.

“No, I vas te Vandering Jew," came
the reply. i,

“ I half suspected it. ,

“We owe our lives to you then, my
dear sir.” i

“ Te Red Buffaloes vant to save you,
and to Bending Villow vas going to try;

, but I talks mit to young chief, and tell
him I vas help you ail right, and no-
podies know noddings. '
“Good night, mine frints.”
“ But wait, my dear sir, and—”
But the Wandering Jew was ' gone,
stepping quickly from the trail into the
thicket, whither he could not be followed
on horseback. ‘
“Well, Talbot, what do you think of
that? ” asked Buffalo Bill.
' “ He saved us."
5! v u Yes.” .
‘ ' “ And was in with the Red Buffalo."
.-,. “So it seems.”
i ,. “ It is best, for the young chief will not
' be suspected.”
“ No, not the Bending Willowa
“ If ,they suspect the Wandering Jew, I
havean idea that he can take care of
himself.”
“So I think, but my idea is that the
red gentleman who so loves _"dog stew,
will be the scapegoat.”
H No.”
5‘ u  not? H
'2, ~'-’ “ You remember what we heard the
9' Indian guards talking about your won-
" derful powers to put any, one to sleep, if
-you willed? ” " ,

4: Oh, yes.”

V“. “A _ “an”; . 1.‘
‘31 ,1 . .

U " twas drugged in our little pit, but thought
' , you had put him to sleep, and, as from
' the dose of morphine you gave that In-
diantguard, they will have some trouble
awakening him, the reds will believe you
ut him under a spell, and ,he will not
9 blamed for it, either. '
 ,“ But now we must push the breeze out
"of thief} , ‘ v' -
. 3X 4“ Yes, indeed, for we will have to go
., slow until we strike good traveling on
' .tthe'ilowlandsi’” ’

 
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“ The Red Buffalo never knew that he ‘

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; the mountain, and halted only after sun-
{rise at a small stream for rest and
l breakfast.
I The Bending Willow had prepared
them only some cooked Buffalo meat, but
they were content, and congratulated
themselves that she had not given them
dog stew.

l “Which way ﬁrst, pard?” asked ’l‘al-
bot, as they started again. for from there
they had either to march off to the left
to go to Fort Platte, or to the right to
Grizzly Gulch or Silver Mound Settle-
ment.

“ First to Grizzly Gulch, for our friend
Nugget Ned must be looked after, and
then to Fort Platte, for by that time the
Indians will be in force after us and
ready to do damage,” was Buffalo Bill‘s
reply.

“Yes, ﬁrst after Nugget Ned, if Cap-
tain Benson has not already gotten him
into trouble,” continued Talbot.

 
CHAPTER LV.
A VILLAlN UNMASKED.
Riding as they did, at a good pace,

i Buffalo Bill knew that it would be after
‘ nightfall before he and Talbot would

reach Grizzly Gulch.

But this was just what he wished, as
he did not care to let Nugget Ned get
word of his being in the camp.

He had an idea, as did Talbot also, that
Captain Reuben Benson had gone direct
to his home at Silver Mound Settle-
ment, to report the fatal ending of
the pursuit of the Indians, and that
all had been killed by his party, and
Buffalo Bill as well, for he did not know
that he and Talbot had been spared. \

If he had gone to Silver Mound, then
he would not know of Nugget Ned’s es-
caping death also by his being the ally
of the Indians.

On their way the two pards came upon
a trail they knew was the renegade’s, for
Buffalo Bill, it will be remembered,‘ had
followed his horse before and well knew
that he and Talbot had bhen spared.

The sun set when the riders were yet
half a dozen miles from Grizzly Gulch,
and they decided to ride in as quietly as
possible, put up their horses 'at the
Crow’s Nest, and then seek Captain John
and ﬁnd out just where Nugget Ned had
his home. ‘

They reached Captain John’s corral,
put up their horses, and found the land—
lord in his office, giving him a start as
he looked up and beheld Buffalo Bill
standing before him. _

“ Buffalo Bill!

“My God! What a start you gave me,
for I believed you dead,” he exclaimed.

"No, I am very much alive, as you
see, and so is my pard
bot.

“ Shall I tell you who told you we
were dead? ”

“ Nugget Ned, a prospecter and an all-
round good fellow, as you must know.

“ He said that he was the only one
who escaped in the massacre of those in
your camp.”

“ He lied.” .

' “ See here, Buffalo Bill, Nugget Ned is
my particular pard, and as square as

and I will fallout."

“ As to our falling out, Captain John,
I care neither for ‘your friendship nor
your hatred; but I repeat,that your par-
ticular pard Nugget Ned lied, for we are
here.” _

" That is true; but it is rather a hard
way of putting it, after all Ned did for
on." r r
y The two -pards laughed, and Buffalo
Bill said: .

"See here, Captain John, I do not
wish to believe you care to uphold a
,miy‘dering renegade, thief and one who
{is all else that is bad." ‘
- "I do ’not: but do you make this
' chargeagainst Nugget Ned?,". .
“I do, and more, as you, shall bear.

 
  And so the two friends rode, on down for a watch, more infamo‘usidoes‘ not Stepping close up to him

side of one door,

here, Fred Tal- -

steel, so don’t slander him to me,'or you‘

 
live, as I am here to prove to you and
be responsible for my words.

“But ﬁrst, tell me what Nugget Ned
reported to you? ”

Captain John seemed impressed by the
words and manner of Buffalo Bill, and
said:

“ He came back yesterday,
peared to be half dead.

“He told me of warning you of danger
from the Indians, and that you did not
believe him; but that he remained to aid
you all in the ﬁght.

“In the attack by overwhelming num-
bers, you, this gentleman and himself
were spared to be taken to the Indian
village; but he, speaking their language
and having a good friend among the
redskins, planned the escape of you two
and himself, and was successful, though
you and his friend were overtaken and
shot, he escaping on his own horse, kill-
ing the chief who rode him.”

“Well, Captain John, he has told you
a tissue of infamous lies. a:

“ He ﬁrst tried to kill me in camp.
and there is the wound he gave me.

“Now, you shall have the whole story
of his treachery and infamy."

And the story was told from the shot
in the camp, to Nugget Ned’s leaving the
village, believing that Buffalo Bill and
Talbot would be tortured to death by
the Indians.

“ Now, Captain John, where can I ﬁnd
Nugget Ned, for he shall be my prisoner.
or a dead man within the hour.”

“Well, Buffalo Bill, I certainly am
deeply pained and surprised; but I can—
not doubt what you tell me,'and in fact,
my eyes are opened by it to things I
could not understand in Nugget Ned’s
life. -

“I will send for him to come here,
for to attempt to take him in the saloon
where he now is, would cause more than
one death.” '

Captain John called one of his Chinese -
servants and sent him to the saloon.
after Nugget Ned, who was not long in.
coming. I

Buffalo Bill and Talbot stood just out-
while Nugget Ned
and Captain John

and ap-

entered the other,
said abruptly: I /

“ Ned, Buffalo Bill is not dead, as you ‘
reported.”

“ My God! ” broke from the man’s lips,
and, white as a corpse, he leant heavily
against the wall. ' '

“What disturbs you so, Ned?”

“ It was such a shock, for I was sure
he was dead. '

“ Where is he, Captain John, and how
did you get the news?” and the man’s
teeth fairly clicked together'with terror.

“ I am here‘, Nugget Ned!

" And you are my prisoner! ” ,

With the words Buffalo Bill stepped
into the door behind the renegade.

 
CHAPTER LVI. ‘
A HALT ON THE TRAIL

If Captain John had needed a proof of
Nugget Ned’s guilt, as accused by But—
falo Bill, he certainly had it in the face
and action of the man.

Again the renegade saw that Buffalo
Bill had him covered, and he beheld with’ , , -
him Talbot, whom he had also said was  ‘  
dead. _ . - " "

But he could not have drawn a weapon
had his life depended upon his doing so.

He was livid, trembling, and wholly
unnerved. . “

The dream of his guilty life, to obtain ~
a fortune, he saw fade from him in an
instant. v ‘

And more, he saw the gallows rise be-
fore him for his crimes. . ‘ . .

Even more, he felt, with no tim for l 
delay and trial, that he wah liable o be ,
seized and hanged by the miners as a‘ '
renegade. . ‘ ‘ . _

So it was‘ that he stood unable to move; ,, L,

or utters word. 1 ._ .« .
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slipped upon his hands the manacles he
had before worn when in the little camp,
and which the scout had brought with
him from the Indian village.

The touch of the iron seemed to revive
him, and he faltered out:

“ Captain John, do you believe the
charge that I am a renegade? ”

His voice was low and faltering, and
the answer came quickly:

“ Who said you were a renegade, Nug-
get Ned?”

A cry broke from the lips of the
man, when he saw how he had betrayed
himself, and Captain John continued:

“You have accused yourself, Nugget
Ned. ‘

“I have always liked you, and did
not believe you were leading a double
life.

“We have had business transactions,
and you have always acted square with

‘ me; but you were playing your part to

win double from me. _

“I am not a good man, don’t profess
to be, am out here to make money, and
take care of myself as best I can; but I
am no outlaw, desperado. road-agent or

renegade, and I tell you now that you de- ,

serve to hang, and doubtless will, if
Buﬂalo Bill don’t get you quickly away
from Grizzly Gulch, and I urge it, though

l, ‘I'd get a coroner’s fee, for sitting on your
a body, and another for hanging you.

“No, Nugget Ned, I’m not of your
stripe, if I am no saint, and had as I
may be, I thank heaven that I am not
playing in the same game with you.

“;What will you do with him, Mr.
Cody?”

“ I shall start for Fort Platte, as soon

as you can have some provisions put up ‘

for us; give us a pair of your best horses,
and some supper.”

“But you need rest.”

“ Yes, but this is no time for a man

i to think of rest, for if I am not mistaken,
in less than twenty-four hours a thou—‘

sand warriors under that old scamp
Black Eagle will be sweeping along the
settlements, and I advise you to get
every man you can together to defend
Grizzly Gulch, while Pard Talbot will
start at once for Silver Mound settle-
ment to warn the people there, and at
Sunrise Hill also.” '

'“ And you will warn the fort? "

"Yes, I shall push. on to Fort Platte

with all speed, to tell General Burr, who .

will doubtless send a large force in this
direction totry and catch the redskins.”

“I hope‘so; but you are not going to
take your prisoner with you? ”

“You bet I am."

n “ But I can keep him here."

“No, the men might hang him, or he 

find some way to escape.

1“ If I get ,..im to the fort, he will, be'

tried and executed, and that will put a
damper to this renegade business among
white men."

“ Suppose you are attacked on the'

way? " -

" My first act will be to kill my pris- .»

oner,” was the stern reply, and Nugget

Ned shuddered at the possibility. ‘
Seeing that Buffalo Bill was deter-

mined to go, Captain ohn made the ar-

l-rangements for his departure to the fort,

and Talbot’c going to warn the other
settlements.

’ ‘Half an hour after the scout and his

’ prisoner rode away from‘ Grizzly Gulch
on the long and perilous ride to Fort,

Platte, while Fred Talbot, also well
-mounted, started off in the opposite di-
rectionBon his mission of warning.

But uffalo Bill, to the surprise of his

’prisoner, did not take the direct trail:
out of the camps, but went on up thej

gulch until he drew rein at a. small
cabin, the door of which was open, while
,a ﬁne. tenor voice~Was heard within
singing an old-time ballad.

At the call. of Buffalo Bill the occu-

‘kpa'nt ‘of the cabin ceased his Song and

’ stepped to the door.

for/killing the gentleman vagebond.

    
CHAPTER LVII.
A PLAN THAT WOULD NOT WORK.

When Doctor Eugene Douglass ap-
peared at his cabin door he came like
one who was prepared to greet friend or
foe, for his hand rested carelessly upon
his revolver.

By the light shining out of the open
door he recognized his visitors and called
out, in a friendly way:

“Ah! Buffalo Bill and Nugget Ned.

“Dismount, gentlemen, and come in.”

The doctor had failed to see that Nug-
get Ned’s hands were manacled, and his
feet tied beneath his horse.

But the scout said:

“Thanks, doctor, we have no time to
dismount, and I only called to say to you
that the belt I left in your keeping please
retain under the same conditions as be-
fore.”

“ I will, Mr Cody; but I had gotten anx-
ious about you, as you did not return the
next day, as you expected to do, and then
I was sent for to go to Silver Mound Set-
tlement, for the Indians played havoc
there, and I only returned a few minutes
ago, and was about to' go up to Captain
John’s to see if you had left any word
for me with him.”

“ No, but your absence accounts for
your not having heard any news; but
ask Captain John to tell you, and still
keep the belt for me.

i  I must press on now, so good-night,
and—”

“Why, Nugget Ned is in irons!” cried
Doctor Douglass, for the first time oh—
serving the fact.

“Yes, but I have not time to explain
now, yet Captain John will.

“ Good-night,” and Buffalo Bill rode
on with his prisoner, leaving the aston-
»' ished doctor looking after them, and
wondering what the matter was, for Nug-
get Ned was regarded as one of the solid
men of Grizzly Gulch.

His having been called away to Silver
Mount Settlement to look after the
wounded there had accounted to Buffalo
Bill for his not having seen the rene-
gade or heard his story of the massacre
of the scout and Captain Benson and his
men. . ‘

Buffalo Bill and his prisoner continued
9 on the trail, that soon led out of the
3 gulch and into the one leading to Fort

Platte. '

The moon came up as they rode along,
and though a couple of miles were passed
over in silence, the prisoner at last broke
it with the remark: -

“I say, Cody, are you not fond of
money?”

“I am.”

You work for gold?”

“Yes.”

“And would like to earn a nice little
sum? ”

“ If I can do so honestly.”

“Bah! What is hogesty?"

“ Nothing to a thie , but much to an
honorable man.” -

“ Do you know an honest man? ”

' “ If I did not know many I would be
a very poor specimen of a man myself.”

“ Well, I am on earth for what there
is in it for me.

“I am here to stay as long as I can,
and am not here for a ﬂying visit, if I
can have my way.”

“ So I judge.” _

” Circumstances brought me out to this
border—” ' ‘

“ For’ your health you came, I guess.”

“ Yes, I did not care to die of the rope
fever, and when I got here I set out to
make money.

“ I tried prospecting, made friends
with old Black Eagle, so I could have the
good will of his tribe, and go where I
pleased, and I tried to get gold as best I
could."

“ And did get some by criminal acts? ”

" Well,*I got it, and that’s enough for
you to know.

“I have considerable laid aside, too;

 
, _ but if I am to hang what good is it to
 , It was, Doctor Eugene Douglas, who met“; , I ' ' '
i. - had so well testiﬁed in behalfof the scout

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“ None.” \
" Then, if
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i

 
I live, I can get more,and,

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so I have a business proposition to make
to you.”

“ Well? ”

“ You are taking me to the fort? ”

(l YeSI!)

“Your testimony will hang me?”

“ Guess it will.”

“If I should escape by your being
chased by Indians, and the chances are
that you will be, you would not be to
blame.” '

“Yes, I would.”

“ How so? ”

“Knowing, then, what you are, what
damage you could do with the redskins,
and have done, I’d be to blame for not
shooting you when I saw there was a
possibility of. your escaping."

“But suppose I told you that of the
twelve thousand I have in' gold you
should have half; that I would take you
now to where it is hidden, and let you
have half, if you allowed me to escape,
what would you say? "

“That I could promise, and then go
with you and take it all, and while go-
ing there I would be losing valuable
time that might cause the loss of many
lives, and that I can neither be bought
to sell out my honor, or let such a man
as you are escape.

“Come, I hear the sound of hoofs be-
hind us, and we must ride on—no, some
one may be sent to overtake me with a
message, so we’ll wait for them here,
or rather ride slowly and let them catch
up,” and the renegade answered only
with deep imprecation upon the man
he could not bribe to do wrong.

 
CHAPTER LVIII.

HELD AT BAY.

The moonlight enabled Buffalo Bill
to see, as he rode along with his pris—
oner, a party of horsemen come into the
valley behind him and follow along on
the trail after him.

He counted them, and saw that there
were seven.

Why such a number should be sent ‘

after him he could not understand, if a
message was to be delivered.

Or, perhaps, they feared meeting red-
skins, and so a. number had come along.

Then he suspected that they had come
to continue on with him as an escort,
perhaps sent by Captain John.

Just then he came to apiece of rugged
traveling, where the horseshad to go
in a slow walk, and at the same time he
heard his name called.

“ Ho, Buffalo Bill, we have information
for you," cried.a voice.

,The scout at once halted and faced
’about. I

But he did not release his hold on the
bridle rein of the horse ridden by his
prisoner, and he slipped a revolver out
of ‘his belt with his right hand, holding
it concealed, but ready for quick use.

A moment after the horsemen dashed
up and halted in a group, facing him,
while the leader said:

“Buffalo Bill, Captain John sent us
after you to say that he has news that
the Indians are between you and the
fort, and he wants you to ride with all
speed for help, and that you‘may have
nothing to detain you, he says we’ll
guard your prisoner safely back to the
gulch, where he’ll be kept safe for you."

“You tell Captain John, please,, that
I am going on as rapidly as the horses
will stand, but that I can take the pris—
oner with me. i

“ How he got his news about the In-
dians I do not know, but I'll wager big
money that there are none between here
and the fort, and will not be before
to-morrow sometime." 7

“ Then you won't let us take the pris-
oner back? " ‘

“No; for I can take care of him and ‘,

myself. too.”
“Well, you better.”

\

“ I say no, and as I do not wish to de- ‘

lay longer, I’ll say goOd~night.” 2- .
“ You won’t, though." 2‘.
, 1‘ What do you mean?”
1 ‘-‘ I mean that yen give up Nugget
to us." . ' . ,. r , “

   
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Buffalo Bill’s Death-Deal.

 
“That I refuse to do.”

“We don’t want to kill you, but you
must give up our pard.”

“Ah! that is your game, is it?”

“ It is.”

“Well, I suspected as much.”

“Now you know it, you know what to
do.”

“I do, and shall'do it."

Quick as a ﬂash Buffalo Bill thrust his
revolver muzzle hard against the side of
Nugget Ned, just over‘his heart, and
said sternly:

“ If you want him you’ll have to take
his dead body, for I’ll pull trigger it you
make an attempt to draw a revolver.”

The men were nonplussed at this bold
move, and seemed hardly to know what
to say or do.

At last one blurted out:

"‘ That’s only a. bluff game 0' his,
pard."

“Before heaven, I mean what I say.

“Go, or I’ll pull trigger on Nugget
Ned!”

There was no misunderstanding the
words or the tone. <

He meant what he said.

And Nugget Ned realized it.

So far he had been silent, but whether
he knew the men Buffalo Bill did not
know.

The scout,'however, thought that Cap-
tain John had told of the renegade's
capture, and some of his friends had
quickly mounted and ridden on after
him to rescue their pard.

That he believed Buffalo Bill was in
earnest, Nugget Ned showed by his quick

. and earnest cry:
9 , ' “ For God’s sake, draw off, men, for
he means what he says."

"Do you mean for us to back now,
Nugget Ned, and let him take you on to
take your chances?”

“He will kill me as he threatens, I

, know.”
 ‘ The men were silent. The eyes of the
  ' scout were on them all, and a movement

 v - of a hand would have been the signal
1%.?! for him to pull trigger.
But as they sat in undecided mood, the
’ 3' quick clatter of Coming hoofs caught the
' , acout’s acute ears, and he said: I \
" Say what you’ll do, men, for others
~' . are coming, I hear.”
  . They, too, now heard the sound, and
' the leader called out: a J
, .. " We tried to save you, Nugget Ned.
'  that man’s nerve was too much for
‘us-i-ta ta.” ' r
' With this they dashed away at full
speed for. a thicket off to one side, just
2'; as a party of a dozen horsemen came in
Jslght, riding at full speed along the trail.

—.—J———

v CHAPTER LIX;
‘ 'THE MIDNIGHT RACE. ~~
_. ,. Knowing that the nature of the ground
 Tfor‘the next half mile would not allow
' Eof-ﬁight, Buffalo Bill determined to hold
‘ his ground, come what ma .

    
" his disappointed prisoner, who, however,
gained a ray of hope in the thought that
*' the newcomers might be still another
" party of rescuers. ' l

  the first hadtaken to their heels,
:jhowiever, he, could, not ‘ understand. ~’
eats the. second party came wen into
,view‘. in the‘ valley the‘moonlight revealed
dozen-of them; riding at. full speed.

.. ' Bpholding the first party dash away,
a voice called out:;: , ~ ; ‘
," There theygo. pardsl .,
 g.“ But have,§they' killed Cody and res-
Tcnjed thepri‘soner'i'" . > ‘ v
."?‘No, Codiy i’sall right; and so is his
' ' her,” called-bank'- the about, greatly

 
liedgiierswere notices; . . a ., V~
a“. V meat, motel: and: noxcame the
" eel» med than: ran séu
. ,v  . "Fake wo-mt'n”   1'
or re  hoe

  
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r" .80 he still remained in the trail, with,

‘  toyed by the names” that the new-1

’-,_ with Doctor ,‘Euge‘ne‘ Douglass

thank you, and those good fellows with
you, though it looked dark for me awhile
ago.”

“ We got wind that a gang of rescuers
had gone after you to take Nugget Ned,
for Captain John told what had hap—
pened, so I called for volunteers to come
and block their little game, and here we
are, though we had to ride hard for it.”

“And most grateful am I to you all,
dootor.”

“How did you save him from them?
for they are a bad lot, I hear; in fact,
know.”

“I offered them their pard with toes
turned up, and that bluffed them.”

“Better let me take him off your
hands, Mr. Cody, and save you further
trouble, for that tree over yonder has
the look of one that would make a good
gallows.”

This significant suggestion caused
Nugget Ned to start visibly, but Buifalo
Bill replied:

“ No, pards, though he deserves hang-
ing, 1 must give him up to General Burr
and let his fate be there decided.

“Doctor, I thank you again, and your

friends.
‘ “ Keep a close watch out for redskins,
and I’ll be back as soon as I can with a
good force of soldiers to give the Indians
a lesson and avenge the settlers of Sil-
ver Mound Settlement.

“ Good-night, all."

The men gave a. cheer, and some of
them called after Nugget Ned in no
complimentary manner as he rode on by
,the side of Buffalo Bill.

Once the scout had gotten over the
rugged part of the trail, he said:

“Now, Nugget Ned, we will press on
with speed, for I have had delay and
trouble enough to-night.”

“I don’t feel very well—a kind of
faintness; If you Will only ride slow for
a few miles I’ll be all right, I guess,”
said the prisoner. ‘

For a moment Buffalo Bill seemed in-
clined to yield to the request from a feel-
ing of humanity, and said: v

“ There is a stream not. far ahead,
and-—" - -

Yes, yes, if I could rest there fora
quaqter of an hour I would be all right,
I am certain.”

Stopping suddenly, Buffalo Bill grasped
the manfs hand and laid hisiingers upon
his puls'e. , ' '

Then he said sternly: ,
fraud, and I see through your game."

“What game?" faintly said the, man,

from his saddle. . 4'

“ Why, I know. somethingof this coun~
try myself, and ,Isaw the way your
would-be rescuers went when they Iran

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“ Five miles ahead isa splendid place
for an ambush; and by hard riding they
can] beat me" there, and the result wOuld
be our release and my death, and you
suspect that such is-their intention.
‘ “ Now ride for it, or I will lash you
to your saddle and take no stock. in your
cries of pain, for I know you. ‘ '

“ Come,
quences.”" - ‘

A muttered curse showed that the man
knew his’gam‘e had failed, while Buffalo
Bill’start‘ed the two. horses forward in
a rapid run. '  ‘ , . \
_ He knew that 'he' had to .rideghard-to
get to the place Where’the' trails crossed
before the rescuers.  '  
’ . Once Nugget'Ned tugged arthe reins
to check the speed of his horse, but he
"did not "ti-xii: again, aszuifalo Bill said
sternly; ,,. \.\ ‘ =,
.' i‘ Do that again, sit, and you shall feel
the pointef my bowie knife."  
:sopn thev'horsos new, and having been
ridden; eta moi! ,
,‘ti' «they/wane computatively fresh, and

  
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“ Nugget Ned, you are a most infamous.

and [he reeled as 'though about to fall

Obey,'. or take the conse- '

crate pace up to; that,

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mar: ”  “

  
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was along a rocky ridge, :1 good spot 
for the rescuers. '
A moment of silence and Buffalo Bill
cried:
“ We are ahead of them, though they
are riding hard.
“Our horses are the freshest, so you
are safe, Nugget Ned, and so am I.”
The prisoner groaned, and continuing
on, they dashed past the place of intend—
,ed ambush all of two hundred yards
{ ahead of the intended rescuers.
As the ground was soft beyond, the
hoof falls of the two horses were not  ,
heard, and the chase was given up. ‘  .
Long before noon the next morning  ,
Buffalo Bill rode into Fort Platte with ' '
his prisoner, the two horses completely
used up.

 
CHAPTER LX. '32:;
THE scou'r's REPORT. 
When Buffalo Bill presented himself
before General Burr the commandant of
the military district of which he was
chief of scouts, his pale, haggard face

caused the general to exclaim:

“Why, Cody, are you ill?"

“Oh, no, sir, only tired."

“ You look as though you had gone '
through a spell of severe illness.

“Sit down and let me order something .
to brace you up, for I know you have
an interesting story to tell, as I saw you
come in with your man in irons.” ,

“ Yes, sir, but he is not the Wander- - ;
ing Jew, but a dangerous character, as - '3 i"
you shall bear. ‘

“ I left him in charge of the sentinel , '
outside, air, until I had reported to you; .‘ ij-l "
but just let me ask you to issue orders « ~ +'
for all the troops you can spare for w k
immediate and forced march, tor-there ‘  
is need of them.” ' ‘ a, » "

“I have conﬁdence enough in you,
Cody, to order the men out before hear-
ing your story,” and the general called
his orderly and sent for hisadjutant.

That ofﬁcer put in his appearance at“.
once, being 'then on his way to head-
quarters, and the general asked:

“ Now, Cody, how many, what arms,
and where to go?” , . V  1

“ If you could mount five companies ,
of infantry, sir, send with them three ' 
troops of cavalry, and a light battery. .

I think you will have need of all, with" .
half of my company of scouts." ‘ 3 3  , V

“ Give t e order, adjutant, for the T 
troops Chief of Scouts Cody hasnamed, :  '
and have them in the saddle within two 
hours, if it isthat urgent, Cody.” ' ',

“ Yes, sir,it is. " . ,  ,9;

“There‘will be old Black Eagle tog, ‘
ﬁght, and bacon muster over a thou-  
sand warriOrs, perhaps more, and hols 
out for scalps. , , .  ,

“He ,wiil' strike Grizzly Gulch, sweep?“
down upon Silver Mound Settlement;
which a band under Red Spirit has just" "
raided, and return by Sunrise Hills set-
tlement; or_ he :will strike the latter‘nrst'
and come around by the‘gulch, perhaps“
threatening the fort, if he is successful;
in the settlements." * - ‘1 v ' 3 ‘

“ This is startling news, indeed, and I
will go myself infcommand, taking‘ Six
hundred men, so as to make a complete.
blow ‘of it; and yet leave three hundred
soldiers at the fort”. _ ‘-  
"-‘i‘he adjutant went off towpersonaiiy.
see about the ordering 'out of the trod ,‘
and have them-supplied with a we 33;“
rations, to be carried on pack
while ambulances,” instead .fof'7vng’ons,‘ -
would be taken along‘for-‘the wounded,”
as they could be driven more rapidly.“

' While the general was ,llstening,‘ at!)

Buffalo; Bill’s story. of his; ,adveirtm‘
sinceleaving the fort, he went-on w h
preparations for going with (the 
mend, and having heard rail,”'he said"? . .
‘3 "‘Yes. :I remember r-S‘erses t”
,Rockweii, for he was one"

  
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and died in the camp at Grizzly Gulch,

and known as the Gentleman Vagabond.” .

5‘“ "Yes, sir, so they called him.”
“ Yet he left you a legacy, you say? ”
“ Yes, sir, in a duty to perform; but

fearing I might be held up, I left the belt ,

with the money and papers with Doctor
Eugene Douglass at the gulch.

“The belt I did not even look at the
contents of, but the doctor had some
sealing wax, and made me seal it up.
though I told him to see to it if harm
befell me, and it is still in his keeping.”

“What you tell me about this man
surprises me, and I believe, after all, he
, may have left some valuable secret."
 “Perhaps so, sir, and others believe
, l ‘ the same, for the Ghostly Judge and Jury
. “I told you of wanted the belt, and the
 i; y aprisoner I have with me sought to mur—
' der me to get possession of it; so they
must know something of it.”

_ “ You Were to search for some one to
give it to, he said‘h" ,

f“ Yes, sir, but I do not know who, no
Yet having had my directions.”

. , - “. And you did not ﬁnd the Wandering
’ ' 'Jew so black as he was painted? ”

 “ He cannot be, sir, if he‘does not rob
. V the coaches he holds up.”

“ That is true.”

 " He is friendly with the Indians, yet
, .he may not be a renegade, sir.”

" Well, you must look him up another
time.‘ '

'.‘ NOW, what ,scout goes as chief in
“ Your, place? "

1111 my place, sir? ”

,. Yes, for you are not able to go after

:11“; week of unrest and work you have
a .'

 
" 4‘ “ ’w..x...»‘_-m..  mi“,

  
I'm only sleepy, sir, and will go.”

all go at once to bed, and leave
ward to call you in three hours.

ban you can overtake the command

by night, ‘ and that much sleep means
“ 1‘ t0 a man like you."
“ It Will make a new man of me.
I ,“Ifut the prisoner? ”
‘ ;' Ill 366 that he is taken care of until
r return,” . .
n H9 18 cunning, sir, brave and desper—
atieéhyghile be has gold to buy his freedom

  
ll

 
 {If understand, and he shall have a

treble guard over him." .

  
I ’CHAPZI‘ER LXI.
m3 WARNING BY THE CAMPFIRE.

When'Buﬂalo Bill was called by one of
51”” he found that the day was well
 Why .was- I 'not called before, for I
kimt dead asleep I would not have
ﬂattened: until the judgment day?" he
Med Marilyn . ' ~

“Wine Séneral’s orders, sir, fer he
., mime I s110nm go on double duty for
' ' . nth'v‘if i called you, or allowed you

  
, ' Bill mounted one of. his best horses
» ~‘dashed out from the fortJUBt 853119

 
. endurance and speed. and he
: himself two hours and a half to
N _ke,f,..the ride, for lie-knew. where'the
11’1ng would encam'p'. 
that: setting
v rt has .mgt

  
hl‘sjhcijse mined up :to,
at a sweepgg

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The sun set, but his speed was not
slackened. " .

Darkness came—still the splendid
horse was kept at his pace, the reins
held well in hand by the scout, whose

eyes were piercing the gloom ahead to I
pick out a way for the animal that he i

might not stumble or fall.

At last there gleamed far ahead a score
of camp—fires, and as he dismounted be-
fore the general, he said:

“ I am here to report for duty, sir.

“I have‘ made the ride in just two
hours and a half from the fort, and Wish
to thank you, sir, for the good rest you
gave me.”

“I'm glad you are here, Cody, for I
have something to show you.”

“Yes, sir.”

“ Read this.”

The general handed the scout a slip
of paper upon which was written in
pencil in a bold hand, yet broken Eng-
lIShI Q
“ To the

“Commandant of teSoldiers:

“ The big chief Black Eagle vas make
a raid on Sunrise Hills Settlements, mit
ﬁfteen hunder brave mans.

“ He vas go by te Willow valley Trails,
and come back py te Silver Mounds and
te Grizzly Goolch.

“I vas go to te Forts to tell te Cap-
tains, but I vas see from Lookout Hills
te soldiers coming, and so know dat they
knows somedings, so I vas write vot 1
write. '

“Te Vandering Jew.”

“ Well, Cody, what do you think of it? "
asked the general, when the scout had

i read it. -

“ It is funny, sir.”

“Very; but what importance do you
place in it? "'

“ Much, sir.”

“ He asserts just what you told me

' that the Black Eagle would do, going

just by Sunrise Hills Settlements.”

“ Yes, sir.

“ But where did you get this? "

“ The scouts ahead saw a ﬁre start up
just here, when half a mile away, and
when they came up they found a. small
camp~iire, and near it, fastened in a
stick, was this bit of paper, which they
brought to me.” '

“ That Wandering Jew knows what he
is about, sir.” '

“ Yes; but he says the Black Eagle
has fully ﬁfteen hundred braves.”

" Yes, sir; I said a thousand or more,
you remember.”

“I recall that you did; but we have
force enough to whip them if we can
catch them.” «

' “ Yes, sir, and we must." ,
‘ “What’ number or men can Sunrise
Hills Settlement turn out! ’i '

“ About eighty ﬁghters, sir, I learn."

“ And Silver Mound Settlement? "

“ Fifty, sin”. , .

“And Grizzly Gulch?” ,

“ Two hundred ﬁghters, sir.”

“ Three hundred and-thirty, all

told.”
“ About;that, sir." ’ '

“ And where is the best placeito strike-

the Indians?” ' . .
“ Going the way the Wandering Jew

says they are, they are ﬂanking Sunrise '

Hills. and will come up unexpectedly
in the rear of the settlement," and then
push straight for Silver Mound, from
which place they will move upon Grizzly
Gulch. ‘ .

“ Now they cannot reach Sunrise Hills
before to-morrow night, and we can pass
Grizzly Gulch and meet them at, Silver
Mound." , ’ ' '

“ That is just it, and have the‘settlers
of the two lower settlements fall back
before them, and add to our strength,
with the men of Grizzly Gulch!" ,

“ Yes, sir, and ambush them with half
of your command and»the'settless,'while
you send a troop of cavalry, com~

panics of infantry. and a couple of. gunst.

ottoWard Lone Mbuntain to shake than;

'u it their retreat,» aft r th have been}
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"I will at once send couriers to the
settlements to make known that I am
coming, and the plan, and—”

“ I will go, sir.”

" Then if you do, you go empowered
by me to take command of the settlers,”
said the general quickly, and he added:

“ But can you stand the long, hard
ride? ”

“Yes, sir; never fear for me, for I’ll
keep up.”

Half and hour after, Buffalo Bill was
mounted upon a fresh horse, and"riding
toward Grizzly Gulch at a swift pace, for
he knew the great importance of warning
the lower settlements of their danger in
time for the women and children to re—
treat and the men to rally for action.

So much, then, depended upon the
night ride of the gallant scout. -

CHAPTER LXII.
THE FLIGHT AND PURSUIT.

When the moon rose late, it found Buf—
falo Bill pressing on along the trail, his
horse at the same swift and steady pace.

He felt sorry to have to push the ani—
mal so hard, but human lives were at
stake, perhaps by the score, and the
dumb brute must perish in a good work
if need be.

So hard did he ride that it was not yet
dawn when the scout rode into Grizzly
Gulch, and halted at the cabin of Doctor
Eugene Douglass, who quickly learned
what the settlers might expect, and was
told to form the men as quickly as possi-
ble.

Gamblers and drinkers were still up
in the saloon, but Captain John was
aroused and told the news, and he said,
he would have the men on the march to—
ward Silver Mound within an hour and a
half at furthest, all well armed and
mOunted, and would halt to await the
falling back of the settlers from below.

Buffalo Bill now mounted his match—
less horse Paleface, which it will beare—
membered he had left at Grizzly Gulch,'.
and having had a hearty meal, he‘was
miles away from the camps, when the,
sun rose.

The smoke of Silver Mound Settlement
came into view by ten o’clock, and the
ﬁrst cabin Buffalo Bill came to was that
of Fred Talbot.

The two pards greeted each other,
warmly, and Talbot heard what Buﬂdlo
Bill had to report, and said that the esti-
tiers were aroused, the cabins were being ‘
stripped of their furniture, and the wo-
men and children wereready to retreat
on Grizzly Gulch, as he had reported a
probable raid of the Indians.

He had also ridden on to Sunrise Hills
Settlement and given a warning, and the
men had rallied for a light before he left,
so would not be surprised by the red~
skins. v ‘

“ With such a force against them they _

 
'will stand no show.

“ I will go on at once and have them,
retreat on this place.

“ But what about Captain Reuben Ben-
son, Talbot? " e v , , ._
“ He escaped all right, but was wound-i ‘
ed, and he believed us all dead. - N 

“ I will take charge here in hislplacoaj
as he is hardly able to be up.” H '

‘f I need a fresh horse and-,agood

" Take the sorrel, for he is fresh. and
you know what he can stand. ..  .

“ I’ll get you an early dinner, toe.” .

“No; give me a snack and I'll eat it ‘ 
as I go along, for not a minuteis to he i; A
10 at), . . . p ,

again in the saddle, mounted u, n the ‘
ilne sorrel, and the animal wasput toms
 pace' .‘ ., a - V ' ‘1 ' Vi " 1‘; "L
It was half-past teno’elock, and nearly 
ﬁfty miles to Sunrise Hills, so.
Bill,knew that he mustfmake it, and g

the~ settlers on. the retreat, .befom m .  '

as the Indians would a‘ttack about night-f

The mam therefor-canother , Q '
did animal to be ridden down, 

 
moi”  

    
In ten minutes more Buifalo Bill 

    
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“ I am not sparing myself, good sorrel,
so you must suffer also,” said the scout,
and mile after mile was left behind, and
two hours before sunset the brave sorrel
dropped dead as Buifalo Bill rode him up
to the ﬁrst cabin in Sunrise Hills Set-
tlement.

To his great delight, the scout found
the settlers ready to ﬁght; but when he

 
told them the forca they would have to ,
‘ urged, for he said that he knew Paehas-

contend with, that there was a place to
get the Indians into an ambush. by the
soldiers, the settlers left their homes to
be destroyed, and, with such things as
they could hide in the timber and rocks,
not to be found in the darkness, and car-
ry with. them, all took up their march
for Silver Mound Settlement.

While they were preparing to go Buf-
falo Bill‘ had gotten his supper and had
an hour’s rest; but he was aroused by
one of the rear guard, who reported the
Indians not two miles away, as reported
by a scout.

When night‘came on, the settlers, miles
away on the march, saw the bright light
in the skies, the reﬂection of their burn-
ing homes, and they were all glad indeed
of the scout’s warning.

Just before dawn the tired band
reached the deserted Silver Mound Set-
tlement, the Indians now close upon
them, and even behind them the‘ ﬂames
shot up from the little cabin homes that
were also left to destruction by the red-
skins.

Two hours more and the women and
children were hurried ahead, the men,
joined by the Silver Mound settlers,
formed in the rear, and the redskin,
mad at not having surprised the two
places, conﬁdent in numbers, and thirst-
ing for scalps, charged down upon what
to them appeared to be a band of a bun-
dred men, at whose head they beheld
their escaped prisoner, Paehaska.

Wi h wild yells they came on to be
met y a volley of a hundred riﬂes, and
next to see rise up a still larger force of
settlers, as the two bands from the lower
settlements were joined by the men of
Grizzly Gulch, and the ﬁre of so large a
force staggered them.

at only for a moment. Revenge was
sweet, scalps galore seemed within their
grasp, and on they came over a thousand
strong, to suddenly hear the roar of ar-
tillery, to be met-by volleys of infantry
tire, and ﬁnd themselves caught in a tight
,with a large force of gallant Boys in
" Blue, who had cleverly entrapped them.

I

 
CHAPTER LXIII.
run FALL os- BLACK EAGLE.

The settler that had suffered the most
felt himself amply avenged when he
gazed upon the dead-strewn ﬁeld of bat—
tie, after the Indian army under Black
Eagle had rushed upon General Burr and
his brave soldier boys.

Driven back under the terrible ﬁre, the
redskins had at first seemed stunned by
the unexpected repulse, and were only
brought to a realization of their losses
and perilous situation when they saw
the soldiers forming rapidly for a charge
under cover of their artillery.

, Then they broke in wild confusion, and
started on a rapid retreat by the nearest
trail to their village.

They had left dozens of dead
behind them and scores of wounded.

Their horses were tired out, they had
'no food, for they had depended upon get-

ting ali they wished in the settlements.

‘ Anticipating, too, that they would cap-
ture a thousand or more horses, many
‘ more cattle to drive back, and be loaded
down with plunder, while their belts
hung heavy with the scalps of the pale-
faoes, they were so shocked, so utterly
undone by the cruel blow that had
dashed to earth all their plans, that they
could only ride homeward, sullen,‘ de-
spairing, frightened, and fighting back
the pursuing cavalry only when pressed
too hard. _ ,
‘  .‘Thustthe retreat went on through the
x‘ day, the worn-out redskins longing for

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braves a

 
Buﬁ'alo Bill’s Death-Deal.

night to come on, when they could scat—
ter and elude their foes.

Witlf the escape of Buffalo Bill and
Talbot from their village, the Indian
guard being still under the “sleeping
spell,” in which the scout had placed
him, the Black Eagle and his braves were
for pursuit, and a blow upon the settle-
ments.

Against this the Red Buffalo had

ka, and he would give warning of such
a raid which he would SUSpect' them of
making.

But‘ the chiefs all thought differently,
there would be no time for warning,
they would strike the lower settlement,
come on up and return rich in horses,
cattle, scalps, and plunder.

All wounded as he was, the Red Buffalo
had gone at the head of his band.

And the Red Buffalo it was who was
new defending the rear upon the re-
treat, which the Black Eagle led.

He and his braves had seen Buffalo
Bill commanding the settlers, and the
young chief’s words regarding Paehaska
had come true.

They saw him, too, in the lead of the
pursuing soldiers, and more than ever he
became a man of terror to them.

But night was near, and then the pur-
suit must end.

Just ahead were the mountains, that
would give them shelter.

But no! out of the timber, from among
the rocks, and upon the mountain sides,
shot ﬂames of ﬁre, and the deep roar of
two guns, with their bursting shells,
mingled with the rattle of riﬂes, car-
bines, and revolvers.

Black Eagle fell dead from his horse,
other chiefs were killed, and the mass of
Indians, hemmed in as they were, stood
still, to be shot down, only a gallant few
making a dash and cutting their way
through to safety.

And that daring band was led by the
young chief Red Buffalo, hardly able to
sit on his pony from other wounds he
had received. ‘ ‘

Seeing that no resistance was offered,
the man in command spread out his force,
ceased ﬁring, and with the pursuing sol-
diers coming up surrounded and made
prisoners a thousand warriors. , I

They were strongly guarded, but fed
well, and when the orning dawned were
given supplies, their weapons and ponies
taken from them, except those needed in
carrying their wounded and dead, and
the sorrowful, almost despairing braves
were told to go to their village and bury
the hatchet forever against the pale-
faces, who would be their friends if they
allowed them to be.

And to their village they went, and in
the sorrowful council held that night,
though his wounds kept him from being
present,‘ the Red Buffalo was made the
head chief of the tribe, in spite offhis
youth, for he had shown himself the
bravest of the brave, and the “ man
with a level head,” as But!an Bill ex-
pressed it. ‘

, And Buffalo Bill came in for his share
of glory, after he awoke the next morn-
ing after the battle, for he had slept

through the night without a dream or.

a waking. ‘

He found the general enthusiastic in
his praise, the ofﬁcers alsd, and the men
cheering him on as he passed through
the camps.

But when the soldiers took up their
march to help build up the cabins in the
settlements, for winter was coming on,
Buffalo Bill set out on a lone trail, mere-
ly“ telling General Burr that he 'was go-
ing to ﬁnd that mysterious character, the
Wandering Jew.

CHAPTgJR LXIV.
ND-UP

THE .

When Buffalo gill left the army camp
to go upon his search for the Wandering
le he returned ﬁrst to Grizzly Gulch,
whither Paleface had been taken at his

 
/

. request by Doctor Douglass.

He wished to ride that matchless horse

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upon his. trail, and also he decided to ﬁnd '

 
out just what the contents of the Vaga-
bond Gentleman’s belt were.

If of value he would be glad to know
it, and if not he could dismiss the mat-
ter from his mind.

The papers might be worthless, his
“ legacy " be but the dream of a diseased
mind.

With Doctor Douglass he would exam-
ine the belt and ﬁnd out.

As he rode into Grizzly Gulch, which
had escaped the torch of the red raid-
ers, he was greeted with cheers upon
every side, for the scout had become
the idol of the miners.

Doctor Douglass he found alone in his
cabin, resting after his untiring duties
among the wounded, and he promptly ac-
cepted his invitation to spend the night
in his cabin.

“ I have come, doctor, to look over that
belt with you, and then to start upon
the trail of the Wandering Jew."

" I hope you may find him, Cody.”

“ I will if he’s above ground, and still
hangs out in the Wild West.

“ But there is another trail I am anx-
ious to ﬁnd.” '

“ What is that? "

“I told you of my experience in be-
ing captured by ﬁve outlaws? ”

” Yes.” '

" And of these men leaving me to chase
the Wandering Jew? ”

“ I remember."

“Then up came Judge Ghost and h
Spectre Jury of Five." 

“ Yes." ,

“ Now I wish to ﬁnd out who they are,
where they are, and Just what their call-
ing is.”

“ Good! ”

" Fred Talbot is as keen as they make
a man, and he has joined my company
of scouts, so I have set him upon the
trail of these men, to begin in. the set-
tlements, and I wish to have you help
me, too.”

“ I’ll do all I can, Cody."

“ Just spot every man you think is do-
ing lawless work, ’and make a list of..

them."
I’ll have to write down

a

" Oh, Lord!
the town! "

“ Not so bad as that." '

“ I understand what you want, and I’ll

do it, for I have already spotted several.”

“I’ll describe the ﬁve men who held
me up, as well as I can, and you may
happen upon them, and if you meet Tal-
bot Just compare notes.”

“I will; but now we'll have supper, .
and then investigate that belt."

When supper was over the two friends
sat at the table with a couple of lighted
candles between them, and the doctor
brought forth the belt of the dead Gentle.
man Vagabond.

Buffalo Bill broke the seals he had put
upon it, and the contents were taken out.
First came the gold——forty’dollars i

amount. \

Then there was the gold, gem-set min-
iature, with name pasted over the face.

The paper was removed, revealing the
face of a beautiful young girl.

The name at the back was

“ Beulah Von Leer."
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There was a lock of hair in a small
leather case, a tress, of red gold fully four
feet in length!

Then there was a ruby ring of rare
value, and a lady’s watch and chain, Set
with diamonds, while attached was a
gold locket, containing the miniature
likeness of a very handsome man.

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“‘Well, doctor.”

" Do you not notice anything peculiar
about this face?"

" It is a very handsome man of twenty-

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‘eight or thirty, I should say.” .‘

“ Nothing else? "

“ Well, he has something of a Jewish
cast of countenance, I should say.” ' a
“ You are right; he is a Jew." - ‘ .
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haps more."

“ Well, now to these papers.”

“ Yes, the instructions first. What I
have seen interests me more in the Gen-
tleman Vagabond.”

“ As they do me.”

There was one paper marked:

“ instructions."
Opening this, Buffalo Bill read:
“MY CONFESSION.

“The one who ﬁnds this must do as
directed, for it is the will of a man in
his grave. By so doing he will right a
great wrong."

Then the scout went on to read aloud
the “Confession,” as follows:

" My name is Burdette Burr, and I
was well born, and inherited a fortune.

" But I loved a beautiful girl, who did
not return my love, and it drove me to
dissipation, gambling, and at last result-
ed in a desire for revenge.

“ The maiden I loved had married an-
other, and he was a Jew, by name Marco
Von Leer.

“ He came West after his marriage to
ﬁnd gold to rescue his father from finan-
cial ruin, through having indorsed for
friends.

“ He hoped to find a mine in Colorado,
which he had bought to help a poor
friend in distress, a hidden claim.

" A fugitive from justice for forgery, I
sought the home of the absent Marco Von
Leer, and sent a bullet through the win-
dow, aiming at his wife’s breast, as she
sat with her husband’s father at supper.

" I saw her fall, and ﬂed. I then came
West, and joined the army under an as-
sumed name, that of Roger Rockwell.

“ Then I served three years. and learn-
ing that Marco Von Leer was at the fort.
still in search of his claim, which he had
not thus been able to locate, I took his
life when on the trail, and robbed him

of all you will find in this belt.

“ It may be that it turned my mind.
for a year or two passed as a blank.

“ Then I was aroused by seeing old
Marco Von Leer here, on the frontier,
and the shock made me ill.

“When I recovered I was seized with
a desire to ﬁnd the father of the man I
had murdered, and give him all that I
took from his son, and that means a
fortune, for the papers I have reveal
where the gold mine is that the young
Von Leer was going to when I shot him
from his horse, robbed him, cursed him,
and left him to die on the side of the

. trail.
“ Now, I beg of you, the one who ﬁnds
v these papers, should I die, to carry out
' 'my wish.

' " It is a legacy I leave you, to find old
Marco Von Leer and give all over to him,
for he is now in the Wild West seeking
for his son. and he will, I know, reward
'70u tenfold.
“ Neglect this bidding from a man in
a his grave and God’s curse be upon you!

" The Gentleman Vagabond."

' . Well, Cody, this is remarkable."

. It is doctor, that, and it tells us who
- is the Wandering Jew, and who he is
onuthe Search for—his son’s murderer! "

And. this map and these directions
m:;'exactly where to find the gold

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V Marco Von Lear." ""1011!!! Jew,

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CHAPTER va.
concnusrox.

The Wandering Jew was fou
1» Buffalo Bill. nd’ and

It was the third day of his search after
leaving the doctor’s cabin. that he saw
.a small camp-tire.

Approaching it on toot. and noiselessiy,
he called the name of the man he saw
5 seated by it preparing his supper.

 
Buffalo Bill’shDeath-Peal.

31

 
" Marco Von Leer, I am your friend.
I have important news for you.”

The Jew sprang to his feet, saw who
had spoken to him, and the two men
clasped hands.

Then the scout told his story of the
Vagabond Gentleman’s death and con-
fession, and in turn learned that he was
the one whom the Wandering Jew
sought.

To his joy, also, Buffalo Bill learned
that neither of the would-be assassins’
shots had been successful, for the beau-
tiful wife of young Marco Von Leer had
recovered from her severe wound, and
was then in the East.

The son also, left for dead by his foe,
and robbed, was found by miners, taken
to their cabin, and made his way in time
back to his home, where his wife and
father had heard his sad story.

Marco Von Leer senior had been a phy-
sician of eminence, and, a devoted stu-
dent of geology and botany, he had
roamed for years over plains and mount-
ains, and there became an expert woods-
man, hunter, and scout.

Thus had he won favor with the red-
skins, and they had been his devoted
friends. -

True to his white foes, though avoid-
ing all of his race in his wandering
search of the man whom his son had told
him had been guilty of crimes so infa-
mous, he had sought only to save his
people from the savages, as the reader
has seen.

Through the night the two men, Buf-

falo Bill and the Wandering Jew, talked,
and the latter learned of the scout’s hav-
ing the papers that told where the mine
was to be found.
‘ Together, the following day, they
went there and found the claim, staked
out years before, fairly rich in gold, and
had Buffalo Bill been willing to accept it,
he would have become the partner of
the Wandering Jew in a gold mine.

But he was not to be paid for doing his
duty, his conscience rewarding him, as
it had in numberless other instances
where he had rounded up the lawless
men of the Wild West.

In due course of time, leaving his mine
to be looked after by Doctor Douglass,
Marco Von Leer took Nervy Nat‘s coach
eastward to tell his loved children the
glad news he had for them, and on his
way he stopped at Fort Platte in time
to witness a military execution.

It was of Nugget Ned, who was paying
the penalty of is crimes, with half a
dozen other out aws whom Buﬂalo Bill
and Fred Talbot had run down, and
whom the scout recognized as his captors,
and later those whom he had called
Judge Ghost and his Spectre Jury.

THE END.

 
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614 The Showman Detective; or, The Mad Magician.
609 The Texas Tramp; or, Solid Saul.
446 J ourne man John. the Champion.
‘12 Larry e. the Man of Iron.
406 Old Pop Hicks, Showman.
878 John Armstrong, Mechanic.
326 The Whitest Man in the Mines.
310 The Marshal of Satanstown; or. The League
803 To Notch Tom, the Cowbo Outlaw.
295 0|. Cross-Eye. the Maveric -Hunter.
290 The Lost Corvette: or, Blakeley’s Last Cruise.
$4 The Three Frigates; or. 0 d Ironsides’ Revenge.
277 The saucy Jane, Privateer.
272 Seth Slocum. Railroad Surveyor. 0
215 Old Double~Sword; or, Pilots and Pirates.
258 A Yankee Cossack: or.The Queen of the Nihilists.
>347 Alligator Ike: or. The Secret of the Everglsde.
242 The For: Devil; or, The Ski r o! the Flash.
280 The Flying Dutchman of 1 .
B6 The Mad Husssrs; or. The 0‘s and the Mac‘s.
215 Parson Jim. King of the Cowboys.
211 Colonel Plunger; or, The Unknown Sport.
m6 OueE e. the Cannoneer.
198 The as in Red; or, The Ghost of the Old Guard.
187 The Death’s Head Cuirassiers.
174 The Phantom Knights. '
159 Red Rudiger. the Archer.
13% Nemo, King of the Tramps.
115 The Severed Head; or. The Castle Coucy Secret.
108 The Duke of Diamonds.

98 The Rock Rider; or. The Spirit of the Sierra.

96 Double Death; or. The S v of Wyoming.
The Irish Ca tain. A Ta e of Fontenoy. .
The Bed Ra ah; or. e of the Indies.
Thomas-tan Spy; or,TheStarry Cross Brothers.

 
in JOSEPH n. BADGER. JR.

907 Maverick Mark. the Man from Nowhere.
898 Silky Steele, the Stay-in Sport.
884 The S tter~Spnrt‘s Neck-Tie Part .
870 High- ater Mark; or. Silver-Tips d.
862 Riata Rob. the Ran e Churn ion.
8.55 The C wbov (‘hief s Sure-S 0t.
848 The Rival Red-Hat Sports.
837 Curly Kid. the Cheyenne Sport.
824 The Soft Hand Drtwctive.
815 The Soft Hand's Clutch.
m9 Dan Dunn the SOftrHﬁDd Sport.
796 The Frisco Detectlve’s Thug-Tangle.
789 Sam Car . the River S ort. , ‘-
780 The D Sport’s Dou le.
77l Pnn' ce John, Detective SBeciaL
763 Dandy Den, the Denver etective. -
751 '1 he Man from Texas; or, Dangerﬁeld, the
Doctor Detective.
pstakes Sam, the Silver Sport.
720 The Secret Sir or, Old Halcyon.
712 The Man of Silk.
705 Bantam Bob, the Beaut from Butte.
693 Kent Kasson, the Prue er Spart.
683 Bob Breeze, the Rounder Detective.
675 Steel Surry, the Sport from Sunrise.
668 Solemn Saul‘s Luck Streak
3:1 Ellie Get-ngera Sililarpky Sc f
i " vert p ‘t-eve, t e S raper rom Siskfyou.
645 Gopher Gabe, the Unseen Detective.
636 Dandy Darling, Detective.
627 Mossback Mose, the Mountaineer.
617 The Gri Sack Sharp‘s Even u .
597 Big Ban y, the Brigadier of B mstone Butte.
588 Sandy Sands. the Sharp from Sun City.
576 Silver-Tomﬂed Sid; or. Gri Sack £13fp’8 Sweep.
564 The Grip k Sharp; or he SemphsofSodom.
555 Grip-Sack Sid. the Sample Sport.
647 The Buried Detective; or. Saul‘s Six Sensations.
541 Major Magnetnthe Man of Nerve.
535 Dandy Dutch. the Decorator from Dead-Lift.
527 Dandy Andy, the Diamond Detective.
514 Gabe Gunn. the Griulifmm Ginseng.
504 Solemn Saul. the Sad an from San Saba.
495 Rattlepate Rob; or. The Roundhead's Beprisal.
488 The Thorou hbred Sport.
474 Daddlgo -Eye, the Desoot of Dew Drop.
466 Old ugh and Ready, the Sage of Sundown.
458 Dutch Dan. the Pilgrim from Spitsenberg.
450 The Bustier Detective. I
443 A Cool Hand: or. Pistol Johnny's Picnic.
4‘38 Oklahoma Nick.
438 Laughing Leo; or. Sam’s Dandy Pard.
426 The Ghost Detective: or. The Secret Service Spy.
416 Monte Jim. the Black Sheep of Bismarck.
409 Rob Roy Ranch; or, The lmps of Pan Handle.
4c: The Nameless Sport.
895 Deadlv Aim, the Duke of Derringera.
an 1) tr: urg. the Ishmael of the Hills.
879 Howling Jonathan, the Terror from Headwaters.
872 (Baguio Crisp, the Man with a Record.
867 A yal Flush; or, Dan Brown‘s Big Game. -
$0 Jumping Jerry. the Gamecock from Sundown.
365 Storm Steve. the Mad Athlete.
861 Nor‘ eat Nick. the Border Detective.
845 Masked Mark. the Mounted Detective.
339 Spread Eagle Sam. the Hercules Hide Santa:
331 Chis Charley. the Gold Nugget Snort.
324 Old orked Ligh thine. the Solitary.
817 Frank Lightioot. the Miner Detective.
an Faro Saul. the Handsome ﬁercules.
$92 Moke Homer. the Boss Roustabout. .
28‘ Pistol Johnny; or. One Man in a Thousand.
8&3 Sleek Sam. the Devil of the Mines.
257 Death Tra Di gs: or. A Man 'Way Back.
2l9 Elephant om. o Durante.
241 Spitfire Saul. King of the. Rustlen.
233 The Old llov of Tombstone. ‘
201 Pirate of the Placers: or. J in‘s Death Hunt.
197 Revolver Rob: or, The Belle 0 Nugget Camp.
130 Old ‘49: or. The Amazon of Arizona.
170 Sweet William. the Trapper Detective.
165 Joaauin. the Terrible
154 Joaquin, the Saddle King.
141 uinox Tom. the Bully of Red Rock.
127 So Scott, the Masked Miner.
119 Alabama Joe: or. The Yasoo Man-Hunters.
105 Dan Brown of Denver: or. The Detective.
88 Big George; or. The Five Outlaw Brothers.
71 Captain Cool Blade: or. Mississippi Man Shark.
,6? The Boy Jockey: or, Honesty vs Crookednem.
64 Double-Sight, the Death Shot.
50 Jack Rabbit. the Prairie S rt.
(7 Paciﬁc Pete, the Prince 0 the Revolver.
45 Old Bull s-E e, the Lizhtnm Shot.
‘40 Long-Hal Pards: or. The rs of the Plains.
30 Gospel George; or, Fiery Fred. the Outlaw.
28 Three-ﬁngered Jack. the Road-Agent.

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573 The Witch of Shasta; or. The Man of Cheek.

we Topnotch Tom, the Mad Parson.

464 Sandvcraw. the Man of Grit.

464 The Night Raider.

489 Salamander Sam.

no The Old River 8 rt; or. A Man of Honor.

«1 The White Croo ; or. Old Ear-It's For-trea. ~
889 Colonel Double-Edge, the Cattle Baron's Pard.

886 Silver Sam, the Detective. ‘

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Dauntlehs Dick knight of the Deck.
5 y Sprite, the Set Witch. x
8i6 to Sea Sweeper. .

\ BY DR. NOEL DUNBAB.
666 The King of Crooks.
858 Number One. the Dead-set Detective.-
850 The Planter Detective.
730 Duke Despard, the Gambler Dtmelist. .
604 The Detective in Bass; or, The Grim Shadow; ‘ 5
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BUFFALO BELL NOVELS.
By Colonel Prentiss lngraluun.

994 Buffalo Bill‘s Lone Han".

98. Buffalo Bill’s Mark -d. Bullet.

984 Buffalo Bill‘.;Lif'o Raffle.

97'.) Buffalo Bill‘s Relentless Trail.

964 Bulfa'o Bi.l‘s Ini'iiicihli-s.

960 Buffalo Bill’s Illue Belt Brigade.

9.36 B iffulo Bill’s Volunteer Vigilantes.

05‘.) Buffalo Bill at Bay.

943 Buffalo Bill’s Block Game.

936 Buffs] i Bill s Black Paid.

927 Buffalo Bill's Bluff; or. Dukv Dick the Snort.

921 Buffalo Bill‘s Quandary: or. Velvet Bill’s Vow.

915 Buffalo Bill and tho Surgeon-Scout.

909 Buffalo Bill’s League: or. Red Butterﬂy.

904 Buffalo Bill‘s Tangled Trail.

900 Buffalo Bill’s Rough Riders.

895 Buffalo Bill’s Secret Ally.

890 Buffalo Bill’s Life-Stake.

882 The Three Bills: Buffalo l’ill Wild Bill and Band-
hox Bill; or. The Bravo in Broadcloth.

871 Buffalo ill‘s Buckskin Braves.

869 Buffalo Bill’s Road~Agent Round-up.

863 Buffalo Bill‘s Den 1) Charm.

857 Buffalo Bill‘s Royal Flush.

851 Buffalo Bill‘s Double Dilemma.

845 Buffalo Bill's Redskin Ruse.

830 Buffalo Bill‘s Horsin Blue.

826 Buffalo Bill’s Sher l Shooters.

822 Buffalo Bill’s Best ower.

816 Buﬂalo Bi-l‘s Red Trail.

812 Buffalo Bill‘s Death-Knell.

794 Buffalo Bill‘s Winning Hand

787 Buffalo Bill‘s Dead Shot.

781 Buﬂalo Bill's Brand.

777 Buffalo Bill's Spy Shadower.

769 Buﬂalo Bill’s Sweepstake.

765 Biffalo Bill‘s Dozen: or, Silk Ribbon Sam.

761 Buffalo Bill‘s Mascot.

757 Buffalo Bill’s Double.

7 unalo Bill’s Big Four;or, Custer‘s Shadow.

748 Buffalo Bill's Flush Hand.

789 Buffalo Bill‘s Blind: or, The Masked Driver.

735 Buffalo Bill and His Merry Men.

731 Buffalo Bill‘s Beagles: or, Silk LassoSam.

727 Buffalo Bill‘s Bodv Guard.

722 Buffalo Bill on the War-(path.

716 Buﬂalo Bill’s Scout Shs owers.

710 Buﬁalo Bill Baffled: or. The DeserterDesperado.

697 Buffalo Bill’s Buckskin Brotherhood.

691 tiuffalo Bill‘s i.lind Trail: or. Mustang Maﬁfe.

667 Buffalo Bill's Swoop; or. The King of the nos.

658 The Cowboy Clan: or, The Tigress of Texas.

653 Kinﬁ‘s League;or.Buc Taylor in Texas.

649 Buffalo Bi 's Chief of Cowbors; or, Buck Taylor

644 Buﬂalo Bill‘s ilonanza;or. S ver CircleKnights.

862 Buﬂalo Bill's Gri ; or. Oath Bound to Custer.

829 Buffalo Bill’s Pie ge: or. The league of Three.

189 -'-'ild Billis Gold Trail; or, The Desperate Dozen.

175 Wild Bill's Trump Card: or, The Indian Heiress.

168 Wild Bill. the Pistol Dead Shot.

By Buffalo Bill.

973 The Dread Shot Four

969 Texas Jack. the Lasso King

839 The Ranczi King Dead-Shot.

8% White Beaver ’s Still Hunt.

807 Wild Bill. the Wild West Duelist.

800 Wild Bill. the Dead-Center Shot.

639 Buffalo Bill‘s Gold King.

599 The Dead Sh ot Nine: or. My Pards of the Plains.

414 Red Renard. the Indian Detective.

401 One-Armed Para; or. Borderland Retribution.

897 The Wizard Brothers: or. White Beaver's Trail.
894 White Beaver. the Exile of the Platte.

819 Wild Bill. the Whirlwind of the West.

804 Texas Jack. the Prairie Rattler.

243 The Pilgrim Sharp: or. The Soldier‘s Sweetheart.
88 Gold Bullet Snort: or. Knights of the Overland.
52 Death~Trailer. the Chief of Scouts.

9

By Leon Lewis, Ned Buntllne, etc.

778 Buffalo Bill‘s Ban; or. Cody to the Rescue.

682 Buffalo Bill‘s Seer. ~t Service Trail.

629 Buffalo Bill‘s Darin Role; or, Daredeath Dick.

517 Buffalo Bill's First rail; or. The Express Rider.
158 Buffalo Bill, Chief of Scouts.

117 Buffalo Bill s Strange Pard° or, Dashing Dandy.
92 Buﬂalo Bill. the Buckskin King.

BY ll AROLD PAYNE.

888 The Man from Mexico in New York.

872 The King-Pin Shark; or. Thad Burt’s Ten Strike.
861 The Tenderloin 81mm

853 The Quaker City C k.

844 Tracked to Chicago.

836 The Policy Broker‘s Blind.

829 The Frisco Sharper’s Cool Hand.

821 The Tramp Shadower’s Backer.

' 818 The Sham S tter's Shrewd Scheme.

816 The Grand ti-eet Gold-Dust Sharpers.

798 Detective Burr’s Luna'lc Witness

792 The Wall 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 Woman‘s Strategy.
728 Detective Burrnthe Headquarters Special.
718 Detective Burr‘s Spirit Chase.

706 Detective Bu rr’s Seven Clues.

696 Thad Burr. the Invincible: or. The “L” Clue.
690 The Matchless Detective.

080 XX. the Fatal Clew: or. Burr's Master Case.

BY (70L. THOMAS H. MONSTERY.
995 The Czar’s S y.‘
986 Iron Wrist. t e Swordmaster.
286 Champion Sam: or, The Monarchs of the Show.
150 El Ru lo Bravo, King of the Swordsman.

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WI Shadrach. the Sport Detective.

922 Gilbert Golds ur, the Dandy Sport.
905 Shasta Sam. he Sparkler.

877 Cool Creede, the Dead-Shot.

759 The S rt from St. Louis.

518 Roy Richard, the Thoroughbred.

 
BY (‘.\ I’TAIN "()‘VAIID HOLI'IES.

929 Genfll-mzin George, the Showman Sport.
91': (l-intuel Joe‘s Lone Hand.

903 The Train Defective.

896 Kent Keen, the Crook Crusher.

888 Nightshade in New York.

879 Falcon .ll‘lyiiii, the Flash Detective.

871 The (‘l'ook (,‘zh'hier.

859 (‘lew-llawk Kleene‘s Right Bower.

817 Hiram Hawk. llie llui'leiii Defective.

84H Major Bullion Boss of the Tigers.

831 Shadowing the London Defective.

817 Plush VolV'ef‘. the l)l'illf'i‘ l,f .~poiter8.

80:3 The Bogus Broker’s High? Bower.

788 The Night-II m- k I) for ire.

779 Silk Bibbon‘s ('r Fil-(llll.

766 lwteclive Zach. the lurondway Spotter.
‘2' The Dark Lantern lief. cfive.

736 The Never-Fail I) lecfive.

724 (‘aptaiiii Hercules. the Strong Arm Detective.
711 Dan Diiiiioii, ill: Gill-Edge. Detective.

701 Silver Stew. lil" Branded Sport.

694 illief)” (il'lp, lhe Seeiet Sliadower.

684 Velvet Vull, the Mystery Shadower.

67:4 The Dude Desperado

671 Jason Clew. flie Silk-Handed Ferret.

664 Monk More], the Mun-Huiiler.

651 Sol S liiiix, the Feriet Detective.

612 Red ard and YeIIOW

608 Silent Sam, the Shadow Sphinx.

592 Cu tain Sid, the Shasta Ferret.

579 Of Cormorant. the Bowery Shadow.

569 Captain Cobra, the Hooded Mystery.

559 Danton, the Shadow Sharp.

550 Silk Hand. t‘ e MolinVe Ferret.

543 The Illagnafe Detective.

532 J no r Javert. the Independent Detective.
5‘23 Reynard of Red Jack: or, The Lost Detective
512 Captain Velvet‘s Big Stake. '*
505 Phil Fox. the Genteel Spotter.

496 Richard Red ﬁre. the Two Worlds’ Detective.
48? Sunshine Sam, 9. (‘hip 01’ the Old Block.

480 Hawkspear. the Man with a Secret.

458 Coldgrlp in Deadwood.

460 Captain Coldgrip. the Detective

453 Captain Coldg‘rtigs Long Trail.

447 Volcano. the co Spy.

441 The California Sharp.

434 Lucifer Ly nx. the \\ onder Detective.

421 Father Ferret. the Frisco Shadow.

418 Captain Coldgrip in N ew York.

407 Captain Coldgrip’s None: or. In un Nick.
400 Captain Coldgrip: or. The New ork Spotter.
392 The Lost Bonanza: or. The Boot of Silent Hound.
382 The Bonanza Band: or. Dread Don of Cool Clan.
874 Major Blister. the S ort of Two Cities.

365 Keen Kennard. the heats Shadow.

352 The Des rate Dozen.

847 Denver uke. the Man with “Sand.”

340 Cool Conrad. the DI kota Detective.

885 Flash Dan. the Nabob. or, Blades of Bowie Bar.
821 California Claude. the Lone Bandit.

294 Broadcloth Burt. the Denver Dandy.

941 The Shadow Sport from Frisco.

BY WILLIAM H. MANNING.

948 The Red—Gloved Detective.

981 Frisco Frank at Glory Gulch.

920 The Montana Miner in New York.

908 The Doomsday-Den Detective.

899 The Double-Quick Detective.

893 Yellow Gid. of Dark Divide.

885 The Expert Detective‘s Shake-up.

875 Trap ing the RacecTrack Judge.

864 The olice Special's Dilemma.

849 The Genteel Sharper’s Combine

841 Graydon’s Double Deal.

838 The Sport Detective’s Grip.

828 The Athlete Sport About own.

8&5 TheCrook-De tective’s Pull.

790 Plun er Pete, the Race Track Detective.

782 Roy Rock, the Round—up Detective.

774 Steve Starr. the Dock Detective.

764 The New York Sharp’s Shadower.

738 Detective Clax ton, t e Record Breaker.

714 Gabe Gall, the Gambolier from Great Hump,
708 Spokane Saul. the Samaritan Sus ct
692 Dead Shot Paul, the Deep-Ran e

655 Strawberry Sam the Man wit the
646 Dark John, the rim Guard.

638 Murdock. the Dread Detective.

623 Dan erous Dave the Never-Beaten Detective.
611 Alksi Abe the ame Chicken from Texas.
596 Rustler Rube: the Round-Up Detective.
585 Dan Dixon‘s Double.

570 Steady Hand. the Napoleon of Detectives
568 Wyomilnig Zeke, tie Hots hr of Honeysuckle.
551 Garry can. the Man wit Backbone.

539 Old Doubledark. the Wily Detective.

531 Saddle-Chief Kit. the Prairie Centaur.

521 Paradise Sam. the Nor‘-West Pilot.

513 Texas Tartar, the Man With Nine Lives.

506 Uncle Honest. the Peacemaker of Hornets’ Nest.
498 Central Pacific Paul. the Mail Train Spy.

49) Border Bullet, the Prairie Sharpshooter.

486 Kansas Kitten, the Northwest Detective.
479_Gladiator Gabe, the Samson of Sassajack.

470 The Duke of Dakota.

468 Gold Gauntlet. the Gulch Gladiator.

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455 Yank Yellowbird. the Tall Hustler of the Hills. ; 1003 Gold Dan; or, Dick Talbot in U“ ' -By Albert
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449 Bluff Burke. King of the Rockies.

442 Wild West Walt. the Mountain Veteran.

487 Dee Duke: or, The Man of Two Lives.

497 The ivals of Montana Mill

415 Hot Heart, the Detective S‘pv.

405 Old Baldy the Brigadier 0 Buck Basin.

297 Colorado Rube. the Strong Arm of Hots ur. a
979 The Gold Dragoon. or, California Bl hound.

BY NED BUN'I‘LINB.

657 Long Tom, the Privateer.
688 The Sea S v

621 The Red iilgateer; or. The Midshipman Rover.

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584 Fire Feather. the Buccaneer King.
517 Buffalo Bill’s First. Trail.
861 Tombstone Dick. the Train Pilot.
122 Saul Sabberdai', the Idiot 
111 The Smugg‘er  iptalu: or, is Skippers Crime.
18 The Sea Bandit; or, The Queen of he Isle.
16 The White Wizard; or, The Seminole Prophet.

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Dick Talbot Sel‘len.
991 Dick Talbot at the Mines: or. Kentuck. the Sport.
98* Rocky Mountain Rob
976 Overland Kit: or, The ldyl of White Pine.
741 Disk lul‘iot‘s Close Call.
737 Dic‘r 'l‘slbof in Apache lend.

. 7371 Dick Talbot. the Bunch King.
.729 Dick Tulbot‘s Clean-Out.

Dick Talbot in No Man’s Camp.
351 Dick Talbot; 01, The Brand of Crimson Cross
36 Dick Talbot; or. The Death-Shot of Shasta.

Alken’s Fresh of Frisco Series.
885 Fresh, the Race-Track Sport.
660 The Fresh in Moniano: l r. Blokes li‘ull Band.
652 'l‘:-e Fresh‘s Rustle uf l"iii.leil City.
647 The Fresh at Santa Fl : l r, l i.» Hranre' Sharp.
556 l resh. the Sport: or. The H: Bur-ka nt S'ide Out.
537 Mean Against the Il‘ie‘d: or. Blnlrrr. the Lion.
497 The Fresh in Texas: or The Est-obedo Millions.
461 The Fresh of Frisco on the Rio Grande.
97 The Fresh in Big Walnut Camp; or Bronze Jack

Slken’s Joe Plienlx Serles.

965 Joe Pheni’x‘s Mascot.

959 JOe Phenix’s Double Deal.

954 Joe Plieiiix iii Chicago.

949 The Doctor from T. xas; or, Joe Phenix‘s Clue.

944 Joe Pbenix’s Right Bower.

865 The Female Barber Detectiv ; or, Joe Phenix in

Silver City.
799 Joe Phenix’s Great Blue Diem. nd Case; or. The
New York Sport at Long Branvh.

793 Joe Phenix’s Decliy; or The Man of Three.

760 Joe Phcuix‘s Lone Han .

749 Joe thix's Big Bulge.

745 Joe Phenix’s Mad Case.

708 Joe Phenix‘s Siren; , Tn Woman Hawkshaw.

700 Joe Phenix’s Unkno ; or. rushing the Crooks

681 Joe Phenix‘s Specials or. The Actress Detective

637 Joe Plieiiix in Crazy Camp.

682 J03 Phenix's Master Search.

6% Joe Phenix's (‘ombin ; r,the Dandy Conspirator

62) Joe Phenix’s Silent Six.

601 Joe Phenix‘s Shadow ; or.the Detective’s Monitor

419 Joe Phenix., the Kine of Detectives.

161 Joe Phenix‘s Great Man Hunt.

112 Joe Phenix, Private Detective; or. The League.
79 Joe Phenix. the Police Spy.

Aikeu’s Miscellaneous Novels.

9% The All-Around Athlete.
940 Captain Jack, the Scalper
935 The hawks and Wolves of New York
932 Detective Gordon's Grip.
9% Old Sunﬂower. the Silent Smiter.
923 Old Sunflower. the Hayseed Defective.
901 The Hotel Swell-Sharp; or, The Siren Shadower.
892 The Country man Defective.
876 Gold Button S rt; or The Miner Sharps.
842 Teton Tom. I e Half-Blood.
835 The King-Pin Detective. -
814 The New Yorker Among Texas Sports.
775 King Dandy, the Silver Sport. -
758 Gideon's Grigdat Babylon l'ar.
717 Captain Pat cGowen, tile Greencoat Detective.
674 Uncle Sun Up, the Born Detective.
670 The L htw eight Detective.
665 The Fr sco Detective; or, The Golden Gate Find.
618 Keen Billy. the Sport.
an Old Benzine the “ Hard Case " Detective.
594 Fire Face. the Silver King's Foe.
586 The Silver Sh arp Detective.
577 Tom. of Calif ornia; or, Detective‘s Shadow Act.
570 The Actress Detective: or, The Invisible Hand
562 Lone Hand. the Shadow.
520 The Lone Hand on the Caddo.
490 The Lone Hand in Texas.
475 Chin Chin, the Chinese Detective.
465 The Actor Detective.
440 The High Home of the Paciﬁc.
424 The Lone Hand; or. The Red River Recreants.
408 Doc Grip, the Vendetta of Death.
381 The Gy y Gen tleman: cr. Nick Fox. Defective
376 Black ards: Oi. The Rio Grande High Horse
370 The Dusky Detective: or. Pursued to the End.
868 Crowningshield, the Detective
320 The Genteel Spo tter: or. The N. Y. Night Hawk.
252 The Wail Street flood; or. The Telegrarh Girl.
an The Double Detective: cr.‘l‘he Midnight Mystery.
196 La Marmoset. the Letecuve Queen.
101 The Man from New York. ,
91 The Winning Oar: or. The Innkeeper s Daughter.
84 Hunted Down: or. The Lesgueo Three.
81 The Human Tiger: or. A Heart of Fire.
75 Gentleman George: or. Parlor. Prison and Street.
7:! The Phantom Hand: or. The 5th Avenue Heiress,
56 The Indian Mazeppa: or. Madman of the Plains.
49 The Wolf Demon: or. The Kanawha een.
42 The California Detective: 01'. The Wife es of N.Y.
81 The New York Sher : or. The Flash of Lightning.
27 The Spotter Detect ve: or. Girls of New York.

new ISSUES.

11!!) Buffalo Bill‘s Grim Guard. B 001. Ingraham,
1001 The Brand-Burners of Clmarrgn. By John W.

Osbon.
1002 Silver City Sam. By Joe. E. Bad er

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1004 Buffalo Bill's Death Deal. 87 Col. Ingraham.
100's root-Hills Frank. By J0s.E. Badger.
1006 The Sea Cadet. By Col. P. Ingraham.

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997 ‘lIIotstug 13:1. tl‘iIe Sport from Hard
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998 Captai ‘ Seawnif. Privateer. By Ned Buntline.
999 The Velvet Hand: or, The Iron Grip of Injun
Dick. By Albert W. Aiken.
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