‘ ' x * ~\\\.: “Mm Wwwxwwww ”' ‘ 77 ~~ \ \ s >\'\\\« ., - V . _ «n. -- , “MINNIE-ink..AlulcnnW-nw ‘ v llllll Ill IIIIHIHIHIHIH . V, , Copyrighted, 1885, by BIADLI AND Entered at the Pan 0mm At New York, N. Y., an Second Class Mall Mutter. Feb. ll. IBUS, 12.50 Published Weekly by Beadle and Adnms VOL VI ‘ Yen’- No. 98 WILLIAM Sn. NEW YORK. , “V‘g‘lv‘t‘lfl- N01 57' DEADWUIJD r, cmmm JANE, Thel '7 ~ Heroine of Whoop-Up. By E. L. ‘Vhoeler. é ‘ Deadwood Dick on Deck. Deadwood Dick'on Deck; CAL AMITY JANE, THE HEROINE 0P WHOOP-UP. A STORY on DAKOTA. BY EDW. L. WHEELER. Amos. OF “naanwoon DICK “ NOVELS, arc. ETC. CHAPI‘ER I. nAnxm' UP Tan wnoso ram. “ Dashing along thro' the valley and vein, From early morn till the day grows pale; Into the ‘ pockcfs' framed in flowers— Into the woodlaud’s shady bowers; Stopping anon by bubbling streams. Then darting on into rocky seams; Free as the eagle in its flight, ' Fearless in daylight, happ at night; Ever unfettvred to roam 8. out— Such is the life of the glorious scout. “ Searchin: for gold in the waters plea -_ Running a race with the mountain deer; Profiting well by tho miner’s abuse, Taming: with spur the buckin cayuse; Paying’ono‘s way, taking no ‘sluck ‘ Biting cold lcaxl, and sendm'r 1t bac : Friendly to friends, but deadly to foes, Gay as a robin, hoardin: no woos; Such is the l‘fe of the scnul. guy and frec, Such is the life that is suiting to me." On the clear air of an August night those words were distinctly waited in melodious song—a wild, rollicking harmony of weird music, such as none but is cultivated voice could producc. Mountains have their peculiar facility of carry“): and retain- ing sound. and it was long ere tho inst uivenng notes of the midsummer night‘s sons hall 1. ind out The tone of the singer had been one of those pure, intoxicating rivals of th-i flute; clear and strouz, wuth ower of sustentation. and culpable of instant movlu ation to the softcst, sw/ae‘est ( cgree. Even after the Singer had ceased in His son}; of the gay mon tainner. it sewrnvd as it the long. zulches and ., wmy mountain dcflles had become enthused with the glorious melody. and the spectral pincs sizhud a weird peculiar sound as if in a diapa- son accompaniment. The screams of the nizht birds had been hushed; the noisy streams and lcnnin‘: cascades wx-re seem- ingiylrss boisterous: 'wo mcn sitting down in the bottom of a narrow win lino: canvon or gulch. had ceast smoking, to listen to the songol’ the unknown nightingale. . A little fire was hurnin'z in class proxxmity lo a sharp bend in the course of the canyon. and near br was a single mar nee of canvas, and a coupln, of superannuah‘d-looxinQ mules stretched out on the grass. A few yards to the left, as you looked up t0ward the bend in thn canvon. rolled a wide. shallow stream of water. confined in its course h nearly perpendicular walls of rock, that towm‘e aloft in fur-ted piles. until in natural 'granrleur they termi- nated in misty maunraln peaks. The two men ai- luded to were sitting upon the bank of the stream. and they did not move until the RonTstress had ceased her melody; then they looked up and ex- changed klances. ‘ “ Beautiful. wasn‘t i‘. Sandy?" " Yes.“ replied the younger of the twain. as he re- sumed his pine. his eyes roving out over the nois rivi'r. dreamily. "I was not aware you had suc muniqu stars out here in your mining districts. A woman, wa‘n‘t it!" "Yes, a woman," repiiod Crime] Joe Tubhs. knocking the ashes out of his inc. and rvflllinp it with chipped plug. " At least i. icy say she’s 0‘ tho feminine sex. for W'ich i can'rsw‘ar. purtinr‘lar. An‘ cf she‘s a wen-inon. Lilill‘ ain‘t many bottnr hikers ‘twixt hayr. D'avIWoovl. an’ ther risin’ sun." “What rason have you to (ioubl. that she is not a woman. colonel?“ “ Wal. Sandy. l kcn‘t sav as I rcally doubt r t, for I s‘pect i-t‘s a solid f'l"‘ thct sbn 0.1" one 0’ thcr lineal descendants 0‘ that li-ntlo fruitful scrape in a certain garden. ye.ch ago, More thcr Aniediluvv. Bull ye sec how it is: in the gclorions State 0' Ohio, frnni which I war imporicd tcr this side 0‘ (her in mi- sphcre, ther ft‘ill‘lii‘ Sr x rinnvrally war hegar'oed in pctlicoats, an‘ lr-ft Lher male rcprcsentatives to wear tlwr lll‘W‘CiliW l" “ linmph !“ and a little smile came to Sandy‘s lips. " thun this nightingall- who has just favored us. wears tho ln'ecchcs herself. (ions shr- P" “ You pile up yer chips an‘ bet thel; she do. Sandv, and of you warn‘t an Eastern chap. an‘ but levtle usudlcrseuh wm-mon as we hcv in this (lcluctahlo Black Hills kuntry, I‘d say. ‘Sandv. gulout, pile yt‘r frunt foot, for‘a‘d. an' :50 in for Janie.“ “J‘mil- ~thal. s --r name. eh?" “ \\'al, I r ~rkon—Calamity June for short. I don't allow rhar's many who do know who she is. aside from her title. Sandy, tho' she don‘tcunl no fill'l.‘(‘l‘ off than up in NI'VHJifl. She’s a. brick, Sandy. and jest let et- pop right inter yr rnodrllc right hayr. that she ain‘t no no] l'f sho do wear breaches. An‘ ef ye ever have occasion ter meet thcr gal, Sandy, :1 *st rememhcr thcr words uv Colorado Joe Tnhhs on thcs ‘cre eventful night—'Thcr gal ain‘t no fool 0f she do wear breechns.‘ “ “I will, pardncr. I don‘t suppose becausea wo- man wears Yn‘lil‘ nttirn that sho is necessarilya fool: though whv a female must lower her sex by appear- insr in man's garb, Iseu not. She must ho an cocon- tric creature—rather a hard case, is shc not?" witha iittlc curl of the lip. “ ‘ Hard case,’ Sandy?” an 1 hsrc the veteran paused to clos one bye and bio v ontaclou-i of fragrant smoke; “wal, no. whei yo ask my judg- ment in thcr matter. She‘s a woman, Sandy, an‘ tho‘ thur's many who lay claim (or that n'nne who ar' below )ar. I don't reckon Junie ax" quite thet fur gone. ..h<~'s a dare-devil, Sandy. an‘ no mi like. She ar' the most reckless buchario in iher Hills. kin drink whisky, shnte, play kevr‘ls, or sw‘ar, of et comes tor at; but, ’twixt you an‘ um, I rcckon thnr gal‘s got honorleft wi‘ her grit. out o’ ther wreck 0' a youn: life. Oncet an‘ awhile thnr is astorv whis- pered about that she .war (lcserlel up at, Virginnv in.“ an‘ tuk tor thcs rovin‘ life tar hunt down ht'r false i'lVel"; another tlwt she hed bin married Mr II. Ni‘Vfl’ifl. brute. an' him over intor thes dvcslrict tF-I‘ cscap ‘ him: then thar‘s bin sum hard storivs o‘ hm- }ll) at Deadwood an‘IIayward. but I never h‘iicvc'l em ‘case they were ginnerallv invented by a your: 0: touzhs who hed -\ grudge arr‘iu‘ her. I never h lievevi ‘em. Sandy. because she war a woman; an‘ once I hed a wife an’ littln- golden-haired daughter-— sh» Inked like you, Stindy—an' I know‘d ’em ter be irood: thet’s whv I ncvyer kiln to" hell *ve all about Calami'y Jane!" and thvx old m:-n bowed his head on his arm at some sad recollection. “No! no!“ he Went on. after a fow moments of silence. “Jaiii'x‘s not as had as ther world would have her; hecausa she‘s not grit an’ ain‘t afeard to shutc ther caloot. as crosses her, peo le condemn h-‘r. I reckon ye kno‘ how et is, out ayr in ther Hills. Sandy—cf a femalo ken’t stand up an’ fight fer her richts. ct’s durned little aid she'll zit." “ So I should conclude from what observations I have been able to make, since I came West." was the replv of the young miner. “Is this Calamity Jane pretty. colonel?" _ " Wal. some might say so, Sandy; I am not nor- nal ter civin’ opinions o‘ ther external merits l‘f ther female line. 0' law years. fled sum experience _ ther ha'r on top 0 Deadwood Dick on Deck. 8 inthotiinoa leo‘years ,aforei ith Wmmfl come oumyr~war just fit? her art a certain widder war. when—w I never qfite ew what struck me, but I ly voted up ternnd myself carted up‘lnter steaks, an‘ my head gone. Likewise my Angelina. She had eloped wi‘ another galoot. Since then lalius withhold my opinion on ther beauty or humbglness o‘ ther opposite sex." ' “ . I suppose you wa’n’t sorry. eh?“ observed Sandy. as he arose. with a yawn, and picked up his handsome Sharpe's rifle. “Wal, no; i ken‘t sky's! am, sence ct turns out that ther Black Hills affords me more comfort an' enjoyment than hum uster wi' Angelina everlast- ingly browsin’ me down wi‘ a mop-stick. Whar ye go n'. Sandy, boy?" " Just up to the bend and back, colonel. to see that allis right, before turning in for the night," was the ' re lv, as the stalwart miner strode off. whistling so tlv some tune which was dear to the home in the East, which he had left to seek gold in the Black Hills country. After he had gone out of view in the darkness of the warm semi-tropical night, laden as it was with a strangely intoxicating perfume of man mountain flowers—f thevBlack Hills aretruly the ower land of Amer ca~Colonel Joe Tubbs resumed his pipe. while he gazed thoughtfully out over the noisy, shallow waters of Canyon Creek. “A mighty gond teller ar‘ thet Sandy, an‘ no mistake, but a queer stick. wi' all. Now. We've bin consolidated fer a couple 0‘ months as erds. in a s‘arch fer ther p men they call pol , an‘ I don‘t kno' nothin’ about ther chap. 'oopt that he claims ter hev cum from New York, an‘ ar‘ one o' ther s uarest galoots I ever fell in wi’. Quiet an‘ unobtru ve as a crippled cat—hain‘t much ov a talker neither- but them‘s often ther kind as hes got a sleepin‘ ti er in 'em." Colonel Joe ibbs had well described the young miner, Sandy, when he had said he was quiet and unobtrusive. He was quiet and unobtrusive—was deep and thoughtful—very seldom in a jolly spirit, though at all times leamnt and agreeable. Twenty- four or five years life which had passed over his head had left a man in every sense of the word-a man in hyslcal and ma ta! development—a man in will In great force of character—a man so quiet and retired as to seem almost a recluse: yet when gazing scrutinizingly at him,‘you could but e im- pressed with the peculiar force of the expression—— ‘still waters run deep." His form was stalwart and iron-cast, with strength delineated to the critical eye in every curve and uscle. His face was plain yet rather attractive, withdts firm mouth shaded by a. heavy yellow mus- tache, eyes of a dusky .brown. and hair light and worn long down over the shoulders. A face it was which a lady might'admire, and a gentleman envy, even though Sandy would not have passed criticism as‘being handsome. His attire was plain, censlsting of a buckskin suit, knee boots. and a slouch gray felt hat. Hewore no belt; no other weapons than- his rifle were visible about his person. Tnst was a short.stubby=man. with a genial face. reddened somewhat b long: ure to the sun. 'and more sc.‘perhnps. clove or the miner‘s fa- vorite. “taran"ler juice," 0 ially his nose. ‘He was an eccentric. big-hearted ellow,.pastthe middle age of man‘s worldrv‘existcnce. who had had much 'exp'erience in the Black Ellis. and never laid by a ‘cen This fact seemed to strike him very 'forcibl now. 'as ‘he sat waiting for Sandy's return. 8a y was ' the name-the colonel had given the young miner. when they‘had first met in Cheyenne. in lieu of another which the so-‘ealled Sandy had said was not for public’ears—nor private. either. "“N’n, not'a 'durnedsum total 0‘ one red hev ye laid , by.Joe Tubbs. out 0‘ all ther dust e‘ve handled. An' supposln' Angelina shed come- ck on ye {er arugula yer old age) hardy! whar’d ther ba‘r be ' at “ Then here‘s Sandy. too—squarest galoot in ther hills. an‘ l‘il bet on’t— bar‘s Sandy; lorter leave him a leetle mite when I shuffle off, for I got a peep at ther poor cuss‘s pocket-book, t‘other day, an‘ ‘twar dater‘n a flapjacx. No use 0‘ talkin‘; responsibilities ar‘ rollin’ in on yo, Colonel Joe Tubbs. an' ye‘ve at to clap yer hoof down 1111‘ bid far- well ter taranl er forever. Hell Sand , ar‘ that ye hack a‘ready ?" "Yes. colone. Di n‘t know but I might see the nightingale, but was disappointed." was the reply. as the young miner sat down upon a camp-stoo u ]take firefight. “ Guess she did not know of our camp ere. _ “Don‘t you fool yourself Sandy that al knows every krook an‘ hoel in ther hull lack Hil s proper, an‘ can lay her finger on (my cha hayrye kin name, wi‘out an trouble. Hello! w‘a hev ye got thar, aid?" udlng too small object that Sandy was urning over in his Lands and inspecting admir- in ly. Ez‘A piece 0‘ rock that got (‘islod ed somehow, up there around the bend. and rolled own in my path. Out of curiosity l fricht'd it in. What do on think of it, colonel?" and'with a peculiar smile, t 9 young miner tossed the rock over to Tubba. . “ What! thunderatinn, Sandy, 1W geld J 11’: mid.” and the colonel sprung hastily to the fire to examine the prize. "Yes, by thunder! et's gold. Sanvd'i, an' as big as my flat: durn my ducatsef ct ain‘t. ar'd e git et. boyeei—for Heaven‘s sake tell me wharf ' h don‘t ye git excited. Sandy. you galoot? it's gol l it‘s gold! Worth a couple orth.ee thom-an‘ at least calcylation. I sw‘nr!“ " No use of getting excited. is there, colonel?" and the minor stretched out with a yawn. “ If it‘s gold, [don't suppose it will ~hurt_ anybody. and if there‘s gold in the mountaineside around he bend, it will not run away in at‘l‘right.” . “ Sandy ye‘re a cerl ‘un. an‘ no mistake. Ye'd freeze ice in fly-time. I do believe. of ye were not in a kcnt thet is next door nel hbor terdpurgatory etself. underation. bo er, 9 1 only he a pint uv stifl old tarnnt‘ler h- ar. 1 d celerhrate over yer dis- covery uv a rich ‘ nd.‘ What shall we name rt, Sandyi~ther place must hev a name right in its in- fancy. just like ieetle infant hahbys hev. ' “All right. colonel. Call it Satan‘s Bend. Some- time we may find a better name.“ “ Agreed. Satan‘s Bond rt is, Sandy, an‘ hut fer .the want 0‘ a- int 0' good stiff iarant'1er, we‘d hey a gelorious celr ration." After the conclusion of the beautiful yet weird mountaineer‘s song, which Joe Tubbs had declared came from the lips of Calamity Jane. a erson on horseback descended a dizzy zlg-zag pat that led from one of the mountain peaks, into a narrow dark defile, but the matter of a mile or so Lbove Canyon Gulch and the infant city of Satan’s Ben “ Whoa! Steady, Trick—none o‘ yer funny busi- ness. now. Don‘t ye perceive that of yer were to tumble down this dec ivity with me, there‘d be no guardian angel in the Hluck Hills?" and herea merry pea! of laughter esca l the red lips of the speaker. “ Steady—a little urther—there! Good for you, old fellow! We're on safe footing. at last. I wonder if any one‘s around in these parts?" and the dark espeered sharp! into everyohadow in her imme- d are vicinit . uni»; I reckon the coast is all clear. and we mus get a-going for Deadwood. Trick. for there is no tellinR'hmv soon that delightful populai tlo‘rnfl may negd us to quell some row or do a suffering m .n ane hnwdescribed the eccentric dare-devil of the Blacklile in other works of this series. but as some may not have read them. it will require but little time to describe heragain. A female of no given age, although she might have ranged safely anywhere between seventeen l‘lYId twenty~three, she was thuJossessor of a form both graceful and womanly. a.qu that was per 4 I ' ‘ Deadwood Dicker: Deck. cuiiar handsome and attractive, though u n it were nee drawn by the unmistakable hand 0 dissi- pation and hard usage. lines never to beerased from a face that in innocent childhood had been a pmtty one. The llgs and eyes still retained in themselves their girlish eauty' the lips their full. rosy plump- ness. and the eyes t eir dark. magnetic sparkle. and the face roper had the power to become stern, grave or olly in expression, wreathed partially as it was in a semi-framework of long. raven hair that reached below a faultless waist. Her dress was buckskin trowsers. met at the knee by fucifuny beaded leggings. with slippers of dam- t pattern upon the feet; a velvet vest. and one of those luxuries of the mines. a boiled shirt. 0 en at the throat. rtially revealing a breast of ala aster urlty; a cut. velvet jacket, and Spanish broad- . rimmed hat. slouchecl upon one side of a regally beautiful head. There were diamond rings upon her hands. a diamond pin in her shirt-bosom, a massive gold chain strnn across her vest front. For she had ric es. this girl. and none knew better than she how to find them in the auriferous earth or at the gaming-table of Deadwood, the third Baden Baden of two continents. A belt around her waist contained a solitary revol- ver~ of large caliber; and this, along with a rifle strapped to her back. comfirlsed her outflt except we mention the fiery little exican black she rode, and the accompanying trappinfit. which were richly decorated an bespangled, :r lavish Mexican tea 9. “ I guess the coast is clear, Trick; so go ahead," and a {ark at the cruel Spanish bit and an applica- tion 0 spurs sent the s iteful caynse ciattering wildly down the canyon. w ile Calamity Jane rocked not ungracefull from slde'to side with the reckless freedom ecu ar to the California buchario. In- deed, I th air that an; Eel-son who has witnessed the dare-devil riding of: h eccentric girl. in her mad career through the Black Hills country, will a ree with me that she has of her sex no peer in the die or on horseback. ' . , ' The first time it was ever my fortune to see her. _ was when Deadwood wasbut an infant cit I of a few shanties. but man tents. She dashed ly down through the gulch one day. standing erect upon the back of her unsaddled c yuse and the animal running at the top of its 5 . ea i sluices and other obstructions—still t e 6 av retained her position asif glued to the animal's back, her hair flowing wild! back from be- neath her slouch hat. her eyes danc g occasionally with excitement. as she recognized some wondering pilgrlmmvery now and then or s giving vent to a ringing whoop. which was. credits. la in imitation if not in volume and force to that of a full-blown Co~ manche warrior. Now. she dashed away through the'narrow gulch. catching with delight long breathslof the perfume or flowers which met her nostrils at every onward lea of her horse, piercing the gloom of the night wit her dark loyel eyes. searchingly. lest . e should be surprised; ightlng a cigar at full motion— v dashln on, on. this strange girl of theHills went, on ‘her ily ng steed. ' ‘ The slowing and of her cigar attracted the notice of four men who were crouching in the dense shew dows. further down the gulch. even 1 as the hoof- strokes broke upon their hearing. “ That's herl' wled one. necking the ashes out of his pipe. wi an oath. " Reckon she would- n’t be all night. of we only had tience. Grab yer we: us, an‘ t ready, boys. he mustn‘t ns t time." I ‘ danger. urggshe saw toureddark itflaws cross bar :pat a rcayuserear u n lunches. - . ~$sm Trickrdon’t git skpsgred: hold up. you . reckon you’re barkin’ up the:- wrong tree 2" . o _ . . . ' >. Then there were three flashesbt light in the dark- escape ‘ ‘ ' » ‘Calamity Jane came on; she was not awareof her. ness. followed b as many pistol-shota—howls of and rage. an curses too vile to repeat here—a yell. wild and clear. a snort from the horse~thon the dare-devil rode down the man at the bits, and dashed away down the canyon, with adyell of laugh- ter that“ echoed and up and ovm the can- on w s. y “ I wonder who com sed thet worthy-quartette?" Calamit mused. as s e gazed back over her shoul- der. ” ckon at least a couple of ‘em bit therdust of not more. Could it have been—but nol I do no believe so. Deadwood Dick’s men ain‘t on the ram- page any more. and it couldn’t hev been them. Who- ever it was wanted my» life, that's plain, and I shall have to look out for breakers a or next time I shall not get of! with a simple scratch. ‘ CHAPTER II. nos. anon. csosvanon—au. mums. nm'ra. “ Ther world war made in six days, "rook ther seventh ter Kaiser‘s pup. We named this town in one day. ' Thor next. we Whooped Her p." ‘f Tmrr's a fact. stranger; me an‘ my man. Sandy. war ther o nators 0' this geolorlous town 0 Whoop-Ur. e war ther fu'st mortals who e or diskive a‘riferous in thes deestrict. an? we at ed our claim, an‘ made our pile. gou bet!” The speaker, Colonel Joe To he. stood in the door- .way of one of two or three-score of large frame shanties that were straw? along through Canyon Gulch. in the immediate v cinity of what once—only a month before—had been called Satan‘s Bend. The figich was now a successful mining strike, and asted of the name of Whoop. p. Everythin usuall found in mining strikes could you find in oo_p- p. It lacked none of the essen- tial oints refinisite to make it a fast mining-town of ‘ the lack H is. Saloons. groceries dance-houses, gamin ~dens. and other attractions had s rung np' alon e bank of Canyon Creek, in antic patlon of a ms of miners and adventurers into the new “lo- cate;" the influx had come. and consequently the place was a city. ‘ The opulation was heterogeneous. men and wo- men 0 all nations. nearly. and all professions were here in Whoop-Up. to at: their vocations. A Vigilance Commit had been one of the first orghnizatlons to spring up. and with Colonel Joe Tu be as chief. there was a prospect of better order than in some of the towns of the Hills. ‘ For a mile and a half along the only accessible shore of Canyon Creek. were strewn frame shanties and canvas tents almost without number. and the one street of the town'was always full tooveri'low- ing with excited humanity. The monotonous grind- 3 ing and crushing of orevbreakers. the ri of picks and hammers. the reports of heavy bias in the rugged mountain-side. the shouts of .rival stage- drivers. the sounds of music and tipsy revelry from dance-houses and saloons; the boisterous shouts of the out-door Chea John. dealer in “ h'iled shirts" and miners‘ furn shing goods. the occasions re- ports ot revolver-shots m be heard in the streets of Whoop-Up, no matter. ear reader. if it be‘dur- lag the day or during the night. when you pay your t. For in this latest mini success of the country of gold, there is no suspe on of bustle or business on account otnlght: in walking through the town you ‘ might wonder if these people never slept. because . the long. thronged street is even livelier at any hour of the night than when the sun trails a pathway of ht alon the bottom of Canyon Gulc . ' - ' hose p in board aha ties you mare not dwell- '. lugs. but devoted to “ hsiness " even though the business in many cases may be illegitimate. ‘ , ‘It is ,in the white tents or skin-lodges that the “ miner stays. when at “ home." . 7 Poor homes. in many cases. but the best that could- ' ‘Deadwood Dick on Deck.‘ be aflorded at present. for time meant money to these citizens and workingmen of thp- J) and money was what they were after-goldl gel in its shining nu gets. in veins of quartz or in glittering dust. 601 which men even risk oath to obtain— which means murder on the soul of many a man, and dishonor and min to many a woman. All these changes we have noted have occurred from the time of Sand ‘8 first discovery of gold in the canyon, up to the e Colonel Joe Stands in his saloon doorway. in company with a stranger, and looks up and down the busy. bustling main street. Yes. and morel—for the mountain-side is covered with busy prospectors; here shafts penetrate into its bowels—there, ‘way up a hundred feet above the town a gang are working night and day. blasting out rich uartz rock, which another gang transports down an nclined plane. by car-loads, to the mighty quartz crushers in the bottom of the gulch. Every- where the eye meets ascent: of bustling activity and energetic labor on the part of those men who toll for gold. Colonel Joe ’i‘ubbs no longer classes himself with the minin element, for as the single pard of Sandy, he is the chest man in the town. of course except- ing Sandy. U on discovering that they had chanced u n one of he richest quartz territories in the ills, the two men had at once gone to work.and staked 0! their claim, including in it over two miles oi'.the canyon bottom, and a rest share of the moun- tain-side' then when the rus i came in a great volu- minous t dal wave they leased of! a larger portion of their claim for high figures. reserving such por- tions for themselves as could be easiest worked and would be most rontable in eld. Sandy’s o fortune di not apparently affect him in the east. He works ten hours out of twent -four and was as quiet an undemonstrative as w en 'I’ubbs had first met him. He neither drank. caroused. nor gambled: minded his own business, and somehow contrived always to induce others to mind theirs. He had money—over a half a million of it—but no one. not even 0 d Joe 'l‘ubbs. knew where he kept it. The gang of miners who worked in his mine under him. were general favorites With him, and he with them. Tubbs. in the sudden flush of his pros rity had abandon“; the pick and cradle and starteg a “ how- tel." whic ti, wit one or two exceptions, was the ingest to be found in the magic city of Whoop-Up, an was liberal] patronized. or a post-office on one end of the bar ally and nightly drew a crowd. and v the lucky miner who got a letter from absent ones 4 in the “State " was naturally expected to set up the tarant‘ler 1 here]. And in that city of Whoop-Up there were no less than half a dozen different t-offlces. every mail- carryin sta eline havinga Iflewntdepotforstan- inran or ving. which generally was at some as- ’ loon'g: grocery store. ‘Consequently each stage line post-0 09. [his was the case in Deadwood. until Uncle Sam put in his say, and now there are but two post- ofllces there. The stranger. who in company with Colonel 'l‘uhbs of the Mastodon Hotel was surveying the scene upon the long street of the town. had re istered h mself as Honorable Cecil Grosvenor. of asking- , ton—“a sort 0' senator. ye see."Joe accepted. si- lenily. He was a short. stout individual, with a well-fattened ysique. a trimmed. iron- ay mus~ " tache. and h r to match: eyes of a stee y. glitter- inngay. so cold and peculiar in their expression as to most make one nervous; a general air of an - rioth over the average. being prevalent in e ~ man's exterior. These were a few notineablepoints; - oxide from the gentleman's elegant suit of road- cioth. silk Wat-lather boots. gloved hands ' ., and g - cane, along with a cluster diamond ' , pin on his immaculate shirt front. James Mt“ While the two men were standing and conversing. a rough-looking fellow came along and passed “no the hotel casting an inquiring glance at the Honor- able Ceci . as he did so, and giving Tubbs a nudge. “ Tarant, Joe 1’“ . “Go 'long in," was the gruiI response; “ thar‘s a bar inside, wi‘ a keeper." hiAnd the miner passed in, with a strange glitter in s 9 es. " het old cove must be the pilgrim I wont!" he muttered. " and i so, he looks in life like a. purt fat lay-out, on w'ich ter make aspec’. Guess I‘l lay low, an‘ watch fer him, an’ see ei' he knows who Ar- kansaw Ali is." - Outside. Honorable (‘ecil Grosvenor was steak- ing. “I Yes, it has the appearance of being a very lively strike !’ ’ he observed, setting his gold-rimmed glasses u on his nose, and azing up the dizzy mountain- s do, where. hundre s of fiet above, minors were toiling faithfully day and night. “i suppnse the place is controlled by corpnrmir ns and companies, is it not? and there is plenty of land for cash?” “Plenty 9' land. y s. sir; but ther fac‘ is. et ain‘t sech as raises the n’iiferous. Ner ther lodes Lin‘t mostly controlled h corporations, nuther. Win n all these Hills war nased off, sar, me an‘ my paid. Sandy, we jest about hed ther old rat by that inll.. an‘ we give the poor man a show fer-his money. Ef he didn t hev much. we couldn't give him much uv a stake. but give him as much as we ked. An' so we Elect-d et up. wi‘out leitin’ one capitalist he v a mm 11. het's how me an‘ my man Sandy did it up brown. Sand bein’ a fine calkylater. stranger." ” ou did wrong," Mr. Grusvenor said, with a shrug of his broad shoulders—“ very. wrong. One first-class cor oration would have old you male for your entire calm. by tl roe-fold t on you received rom the poor cusses you leasedl it to." “Mcbbe yer piirty, nigh right. stranger; but we pilgrims ain’t giiierally hoes. [an’ we divide up ekai - wi' ther boys. . D‘ye remember et. sir, l‘d ruther ‘a' not got a cent out o' ther hull business, than to have , sold et ter men who‘d hev bed at all under tin-ei- or ‘. ' four piratical paiis 0’ lists. an‘, w‘ile hoardin' up their pile, ground ther workin‘ mm down ter China- mun‘s waces—‘ washee shirtee for fivee centsl‘ Mub- be {a cum from out in Peiinsylvanla. a liar they do , the kind 0’ plnviii‘, stran er, bnt et's most orfnl sure that ye ken‘t play sec a trick out hyai- amen thcr horny-aster] galoots 0‘ this delectable Bin Hills kentry—no. sir-e-e-e!" I " Hal ha! ha! you are quite a working-man's en-, thiisiast. 1 see. Colonel 'hibbs," the Washingtoninn' ' said, with a hearty lau h' " but that is because you are unsoihistlcated ye . is man Sand , of whom you s a . I dare say is of the same min ,ehi“ I " a1, 1 on he ain’t far fruin at; an‘ as fer beln‘ unsophisticated. l reckon thar‘s them, an' not fur away. neither“. who‘s robably got as man rocks \ ter ther square inch as n l yer hig ‘hlooded stern . corporative galoots " , Oh. rs; no dtubt!“ Cecil Grcs'venor replied.‘ . with a s ht cough. “1 am going down around the head you er. to take a look at the town. If any one» should call and inquiregor me. tell them 1 will soon _ 1‘ ' " return. -da , s r. . “ Good-day teryye.“ Colonel Joe replied. ingulfln , «huge quid. and rotirlnfiglnto the her-room of l. s , famous ‘ Mastodon.“ ‘ t kinder strikes me that thet chap ain't ther pure (1;; , ‘twixt me an’ther bar gin' ther bedpo‘iiit.1%d it 5 in" loan.“ a see m, an’ pass s an . . e e' hes the‘ Sandy. of he is ulet. an‘ hnyr‘ss’hat , dzn‘t beligvet e lam ital hganmuch. . giggyegitm; i ve n.usanmeerandyan we :oig‘r’iii’soe Tubes, fer et‘s a scandalous m’ that I haven‘t had more n half a dosen‘decent awlgalhrl hull blessed foreman." hm ' ~ 1 McGeg, a as Char" for he knew that he ad in 1.. ter .‘ arpv ‘tlilbsghed 3. wit: u Deadwood Dick on Deck. no stronger or more liberal friend than the genial, cirr 'v-nosed Tubbs. " Sae nayr, pard, et’s your treat. ain‘t it. seein' 's this ar' ther furst time we’ve met?" and the miner who had glanced so closely at the Honorable Cecil Grosvenor, stepped u to the bar, gust as Colonel gee ‘was about dispatc ing a “ quota ion “ from the ottie. A “ You I" Joe said, lowering- the bottle and starin at the individual in a mixture of amazement an commiseration. “ You P Wu]. now, of thet ain't ther concentrated essence o’ cheek, may I he etor- nally banis'ie’l from my blersed tarant’lerl Who are you. ilgrim?" . “ al, sir, old hoss, I reckon of ye war ter arrange scv‘ral let‘ers tergether out o' ther classic shades o‘ a spellin'book, an‘ pin 'em tor ther wall wi' lead punctuation p‘ints. ye‘d hev ther cognomenical dis- covery 0‘ A‘gustus Van Horn." ' l “Eh? Van Horn! Van Horn? 1 don't think I know ya, iigrim, and I alias make it a p‘int never ter swa ler tangle-foot \vi’ a galoot as I don't know 2" And taking a slight nip at the bottle. the proprietor - of the Mastodon rcturnedit to Charity Jim. The man who had thus styled himself Aiiiz‘ustus Van Kim was dressed as a miner, and wore a. small arsenal of weapons belted about his waist. He was evidently about thirty years of age. with a brawny. iron-like form. the limbs esneciall. being in e and muscular. and a face that had a vi iainous an disagreeable expression, so red it was, either from sun exposure or the effects of strong drink. His sensual mouth was shaded by 9. str ling, grindy mustache, his eyes were fierce and bin shot _ and tigerish in their gleams. His hair was more the ‘color of the inner side of hemlock bark than any- thing else conceivable. and a deep. livid scar ran from his right cheek bone. near the eye. down across to the corner of his mouth—a scar so hideous in its aspect as to never be forzotten when once seen. This much of his exterior Colonel Joe took in at a cursory glance, then walked away toward the door. in evident dis’lain. But the other was not to be bluffed so easily, for he stepged quickly in pursuit, and slapped one.brawnv hen down on the colonel‘s shoulder with force. And almost before he knew it Joseph Tubbs found himself ranged alongside the hit:- again, and confronted by his villainous-looking v sitoi‘. . . “N w, jest yeou see hayr, old boss!" the individual and, “get me a drink 0‘ tarnnt’ler, an’ don‘t be so danced impardent, or ye midst wake up Wi’ a heel in yer constitutional system. this see, 1 war foolin’ ye about my coznomisti: appellation. fer thcr name I give ye ar‘ foreign ter my ownership. .By the way did ya ever hear uv a chip who hes aided himscl world-wills notoriety in ther Black ills kcntry o' void. by ther name 0‘ Arkansnw, AlhKcnnedy, the G!) oul—the leader of ther Dakota Damtes?" “Eh! what i—ytm that man?" Colonel Joe de- manded a strange terror seizlne him. for he had heard 0. Arkansaw Alf. who. with his band of Dan; ' ites. ha'i. hunted more than one victim to the death. ("Few/infideed, were there in all tin Black Hills who .had ya heard of the Danite devil and his deadly ,backers. . , “' Yes. I’m Arkansaw Alf, old man, but mind cf 9 vally yei' personal safety, mum’s the word tw xt vou and me. Ef ye dare to‘ betray me to the Vigi- lsntes. of which you are a member your doom is sealed. .And you know a Danite— coined galoot ain't noted for a ripe old age after our deadly eyes A - ' t upo . . yo‘ll elongate yer ears toward my speaking- l’ll arms a leetle fer er ersonal eddiflci- ‘ . ye kno‘ w'ata Ghoul s? al. of ye don't, ‘Webster defines at as an animal that feeds on flesh-— a demon that feeds on ther dead. We're Ghouls an’ Dnnltesn Ghouls for the reason that we assess ‘ many demonistic gifts, an’ of et cums tor a amine H in b, I opins we would not dissatisfied of we _‘ torohawawayonaleotlo umflosh. D appeared to be troubled wit an- ites ar‘ we. because as such we were reared from early childhood. under Brigham's watchful eye, un- til, at a still tender age. thar war sum thirty hea thy females wanted ter hitch ‘emselvcs up in harness w ’ us, an‘ we wm‘n't asreeable, so we sloped, au' sot up in business fer ourselves. Now, I reckon, ye hev more enlightenment on ther subject than any other man in ther Hills. outside 0' the gang, an‘ef ya don’t play snide, your carcass is saved. cep yer whisky, old man—all I want lsfreedom in thos lyere ranc , an' silence on yer part. I’m {layin‘ a eetle game, an' of ye git obtrusive. most ii e_1y a Deadwood un- dertaker will have occasion to Visit WhoopUp on a short notice. Good-day ter ye " and in the next moment the Ghoul had departed. I CHAPTER III. A WAIF ram SANDY rem. Wais'rnmoa merry tune, a man was descendin the mountain on the other side of Whoop-Up. 3% carried 5 Henry rifle in his hand. or maybe now and. then steadied himself with it to revent plu ' down the dizzy decline, while at is feet trotted a large Newfoundland dog,’nearly as large as a full- grown grizzly, but by no means as clumsy. . The man was Sandy! ‘ Looking fresh an healthy after almonth in the bracing mountain air. and not uncomel in his pic- turesque miner‘s suit; and then fortune ssmile upon him had/Parily banished his old habitual soberness, and ma, e him a frank and pleasant companion, even though he genereélllly bore that quite unobtru- sive disposition toward . , Few men in all WhoopUp‘s mile and a half of sin- gle street could s iy the they had ever chatted with or dpried into any of Sandy’s secrets—if, indeed, he ha an y, which was extreme doubtful, as he never a guilty conscience. He seemed to avoid any unnecessary familiaritv. unless he chanced upon some one he particularly fancied. None of the women, of whom Whoop-Up had an early and steady influx. ever attracted a sec ond glance'from Sandy ~w1ih‘one exception. There were perhaps two out of a dozen who were honest at heart, and ad been magnetically drawn there with the golden delusion of making mone ; the remain- ing ten out of a dozen were general y composed of that class found in every mining-city or settlement, andclnssed as " cubtful." . We alluded to an exce Mon. and she was a blonde propriatress of a gain lin den and dance-house- combined—lfadame Minnie 'ijilton by name. She ‘mi'zht have been classed among the doubtful by some; few knew anything about her more than that she ran the ranc known as the Castle Garden, and wore diamonds and silks. To be sure, the dance- lionse was of ill-repute. simply because the dancers were not over-bashful; but, said some, this did not necessarily make the madame had. I - She was a magnificent-looking woman, between twenty and thirty years of age—lovely both in face and form—a blonds beauty, such as was not to .bo S'lnd had met her once on being advised Cto go to the, astle Garden to exchange the value of some gold for reenbacks, Madame Minnie ever having a plenty'o the latter which she was willing torpant with, dollar for dollnr’s we ht. ‘ I And if Sind- 's pulses h quickened at sight of the beautiful londe. he was no more than a man- for all men in Whoop-U , worshiped at Madame found in all the ci'y of Whoop-Up. 'Minnie‘s shrine, and, siren hat she was. she had not the inclination, if the will. to repulse them for their volunteered admiration. So that it had come, that in passing the Castle Garden on his w Sandy had grown accustomed to nod to e beautt iul pro rletress. who generally stoodinthe doorway. about t e time he passed and on one or two occa- oi as he had even astonished tbe‘town. by stopping .. to converse a moment: ' If people nodded their heads and looked Who . i ' to .work.- . . Deadwood Dick on Deck. '7 Sandy made no point of it. but went on minding his own affairs after his old fashion. And remarkable as it might seem, that individual had yet to come who had made it his business to cross the oung miner or force. hint into a quarrel. The bul ying toughs who had any superfluous spite to vent upon their fellow-mortals, generally looked in an opposite direction from Sandy, seeming to an to him as an unhealthy subjcct to tackle. Today he had been on an early-morning hunt. for squirrels, up amon the beeches and redwoous which grew high up on t e v ry dome of the mountain, and havin hag ed a. full hand of game, was de- scendin t to (ice ivitous siding op osite the Canyon Gulch w erein lay Whoop-Up, in he warm Septem- ber sunshine. Many times he would have lost his footing but for his gun, and at last, wearicd by the exhaustion of his tiresome tramp, he sat down upon -a beetling ledge of rock, allowing his feet to dangle over the preci- me. p His faithful brute companion crouched silent] by his side, and for many moments the two aze off upon the grandeur of the wild scene, in wh ch from (lee dark deflles great mountains rolled and piled up nmassive sublimity to such a hight that their peaks were swathcd in a flimsy mist as in cloudlsnd. Great mountains of rugged rock, spotted here and there with chaparral and furze bushes, or peaked with grim, spectral lnes. “Nowhere docs aturc so forcibly illustrate the power of the Divine Creator as in the mountainous regions," Sandy muttered, as he gazed dreamin off through an opening between the mountain eaks. “I sometimes Wonder how it is that people 0 m t more devoutl worship God in His works. Eh? Buffalo,”—wit an npproving glance at the great canine, who lay with his nose between his paws, his eyes shining, and great bushy tail wagging to and fro—“ do you a )reeiuto the magnificence of our surroundings? 0! I hardly think your are edu- cated up to that yet. But something is the matter, and it‘s below us too, for I can son you squinting your eye down~hill. What is it, you rascal?‘ A brighter ex ression came upon the countenance of the dog, and e opened and 5 mt his mouth with a gape and a renewed wagging of his tail, while with one ear cocked forward and one eye half closed. he gooked over the ledge into the gulch some fifty feet e ow. Inthis direction Study gazed, going over every inch of the ground without discovering anything of particular: moment. Then he went over it again, and made a discovery which elicited a startled ex- clamation from him. What he saw was the l of some person protruding from a clump of furze hushesl ‘A person passing through the defile might have passed it time and again without making the discov- ery which Buflalo's sharp e as had made. "‘ It's a human arm Bu i” Sandy said, “ but we don‘t know whether t‘s a dead person oraliving one. Comel let‘s go down but be careful to make no noise. It may be some one 38161.1)!" Silently the miner and hisdog descend into the {:ulch. and creep stealthin toward the snot where he arm and hand protruded from the bushes. And the nearer the approached the greater was Sandy‘s assurance tho. ‘the owner of the hand and arm was ci'her asleep, or in the eternal sleep that knows no wakening. It proved to be the former. when Sand carefully parted the bushes, and gazed into the she tered little nuok. where a plump, graceful form was lying—that of a my of eighteen, with a. pretty, heardless face. which was so composed and at rest, in slumber, and curling chestnut hair which reached down upon the finely-shaped shoulders. A boy; was it a boy? The form was clad in male habiliments and there Was a boyish look to the flnelv-chiseled features, which defied the suspicion of femininltv in the sleep- ez. ‘ A lain frontier costume of some coarse cloth, neat y fitting the graceful form of only medium hight; the feet incased in knee-boots of a line lea- ther, and a Spanish wide-rim felt hat lyin upon the grass, were items of the beautiful slee er s outfit. \\ eapons he carried none, outward y exhibited— yet, here in the depths of the mountain, lyin in swvet repose, was the onthful waif—who was t? . Sandy asked himsel this question silently. over and over again, and Buffal r winked and blinked his eyes and shook himself, as if he were overjoyed at t e result of his discoverv. ' Then, when Sandy‘s glance was most admirln , the heavy eyelashes seemed to unclose with a star ; the eyes of dccpist, intense hazel were revealed: there wasalitlle cusp, and the form straightened mto a sitting position. Trrmr and consternation were hlcndc in the fair face, and the youth was trembling visibly. “Don’t In), {I iyrl toned, miss," Sandy said, respect- fully, rnisingl is sombrero and addressing her to a kmdly tolls'. “Iwould not have intruded. nly my , do: discovered your presence here, and c riosity prompted n to to come. ’ You call me miss; please don‘t—anything but that.” \Irs tl.c reply, in a paintd, lalf-regretful tone. “ How come. you lo know i“ ard with an ef- fort the waif gained a standing position, and there- by tln- full beauty of the sylph-like form became apparent. ‘ ‘_ i only surmised, because you did not correspond with your tnake-up—that is, you see, ma'am, you 100k loo much like a girl to be a boy." "And yet, I had the vain hope t tat I could pass mysvlf 011’ without being dist overed. Oh! it‘s a bit- tor disappointment, sir—a bitter disappointment!" and the eyes filled with tears. Sandy gazed at the round. hardly knowing what to say or do. Here to wrs, in the prestnce of a beautiful young woman whom he had discovered in her masquerade—a dih mma such as he would never have imagined likely to occur. “You are evidently a stranger in these parts, nm‘nm. are you not?‘ “Ohl yes, sir. All this country is very wild and strange to me, and its e0 ie are, even stranger. You must excuse me, 811‘, or not telling you of myself—it could not interest van, and 1 should be breaking a secret by telling. If—if I only could fare to hope that you would krcp my smret, I would go on, and maybe I should not be so unlucky in t e future.” “You need have no fear that I “ill betray you, ma‘am," Sandy answered, so much can] assion in his tone that it surprised even him, who was proof against emotion or excitement. “ It would he more to my notion to befriend you. You see, ma‘am, that in these rough‘mlning dis- tricts. a man‘s either ot to have high honor. or none at all. There’s no tall-way lusiness; you must be a man or a brute. I may say that I am looked upon as something: above the average, than h I don’t say it in vanity. .Nor', though there is a ittlc dangcrin it, I‘ll tell you what I'll do. and you can accept or refuse at your own option. “ vo got a little, shanty down around the bend in Canyon Gulch. where I live—the only board dwelling by t 10 way, in the mines. Now, 'ou are not fit to knock about here and there. 1 some vere to dis- cover you. as I have done, it might go worse with vou; and if you haven't any obljections in rtlcu- lar, I‘ll take you in as a pard. reckon a is so mus; tacho would make more of roman of you, and vou would then pass 111 You can turn a ban at cooking, and occasion . to avoid susrlclon, can peck away in the mine . As Ialways stick by a. para. ma‘am. if you go in with me, you can depend upon in. you ll be sure of at least one friend!" I‘Ohl thank God. sir; and I thank on. for your words are grate ful to my hearing. A riend is some thing 1 have not had for manyalon: (lry,rnd I 511011! 1 be more than selfish if Idid not accept and. 8 Deadwood Dick on Deck. appreciate your kind offer. But. sir. there is danger that my identity might be discovered, and then your honor would be compromised.“ “ulf’orget that you are a woman, and all will go we ' “I will. sir, and ma God bless you. for befriend- ing one of whom you now absolutely nothing. May your bones in me be fullv realized.“ “As I trust they shall. Now. as to the. future; have you enemies likely to disturb you?“ 3‘ One only, sir. but he is powerful. Don‘t. ask me to name him—l dare not; but I will watch for him. and steel myself. Ohl I have he s that he will never dream of seeking me here, a this far-away minin country." “Le us both hope so." Sandy reap nded, earnest- ly; "and, now, for a n'tme. I wni not ask you ours—«perhaps you would not care to give it. As 0 me, you can call me Sandy; that is what they all call me. You—let me see;“ and the miner reflected a moment; “we will call you Dusty Dick—' Dusty,‘ because of a little dust upon your garments or face, which can easily be. arranged. Remember that hereafter we are pards. and only Dick and Sandy to each other, leaving oi! ‘sirs.’ 'ma‘ams,‘ and other formalities which might arouse suspicion. Now, havin arranged this. you nmv remain here in your retrea .while I go to hoop- p. As soon as possi- ble‘I will return and bring with me such repara- tions as will eflectually disguise you. Wil you be afraid to stay alone over night, should I fail to get back to you?" “ I—[ don’t know: it would be very lonesome." " Well. then, I‘ll leave BuiIalo here for company and protec ion.“ Sandy replied, and bidding the huge dog remain behind, and shakin hands with his new pard. the miner shouldered s rifle and trudged oi! around the base of the mountain toward Whoop-Up. Charms 1v. user's nan—m A nan-r rues. Ann it came to pass that these people of \thop- Up did not hear of Sandy's new pnrd for Several days. after he had been installed in the miner's new home. and then they only gave the youth but a glance, for he was but ordinary-looking in his suit of miner‘s habiliments; and the little mustache which Sandy had dexterously fixed to his upper hp gave him a much more bowsh look. Very few comments were openly passed on Dick, who somehow siwa s managed to work an extraor- dinary quantity of ust onto his hat. taco anti cloth- ing. and he made bold to go about through the town and was unmolested. He superintended the culinary de artment of Sandy‘s cabin, and at odd times, when e had noth- ing to do, would go into ths mountain tunnel where Sandy and his men were blastin for gold. and look on, or maybe lend a helping ban . always waiting to accompany Sandy hem: at supper-time: for Sandy was the only mine-owner in Whoop-Up who did not work his mine ni ht and day. He was content with the gold m yi 'ld rom seven to six—ten hours. And well might be be, for his was the richest Cl'llm that bad Iyet been opened, with a vein of the valu- able ore t at was seemingly inexhaustible. Only one person questioned the young miner con- cerning his new pard. and that was the beautiful blonde fireprietress of the Castle Garden, Mtdame Minnie sjilton. Sandy stepped into her establish- ment to get a cigar, one even n , on returning from the mine. and found the pretty proprietress behind the counter in person. “Who is tint on have waiting for you outside. Sandy—the one t ey call your psrd i“ was the ques- tion put. as some choice Rdmu, which she knew were the miner‘s favorites. " Rather a young tenderfoot to be buifeting about in this rou h country, not?“ “ Well. yes." Sandy repii lighting one of the l Madame Minnie handed out a box of! weeds. “ That’s Dusty Dick. my cock and paid»— imported from the East, smut-where, i don't know just where. Run across him by accident, you see; took a notion to him and domesticated him.“ “ Ah! yes." Madame Minnie said, elevating her brows archl —" a very fine person, no doubt; but do you know w at I think. Sandy?" ” Well, no, can't say as l do—what?" “ Well. you see, between you and me—and I will assume t at we are good friends—l don't believe you are giving us epic of Whoop-U a square deal, or a man calcula ed to he as bones and honorable as you—though. of course, I wouldn‘t breathe an a word outside, for the world." ” Eh?" the miner said. gazing at herin well-assum- ed amazement—“what is this! Not giving you a square deal? What do you mean?" " This Sandy. I reckon Dusty Dick is no more of a man t an I am." “Dusty Dick a woman?“ ejaculated the miner- then he went off into a fit of laughter which seemet to convulse his whole frame—such laughter as he had never before emitted since his residence among the Whoop-U iaus. “ Why, you asionish me. Wait -——Dick, come ere. Confound it! where has the boy gone? Hold a bit. madame, and 1‘” bring the. b0 and prove to ou that your suspicions are unfoun - ed." and Sam y made a move as if to hasten out of doors in search of Dnstv Dick. "No! no!“ Madame Minnie made haste to in'er- pose, almost screaming; "don‘tl don‘t, for the world. Just think how ashamed I should bel I ac~ cept your word —indeed I do—only please do not call in the young gentleman." Sandy turned back with a. smile, and leaned against the counter. “ {y the way, ma‘am. it Just occ, 'to me that it woul not be more than fair. to ask f you are givin us a square deal. by keeping this rather dizzy an doubtful establishment?“ . “ Why—why—certainly: but really, you'll have to excuse me a moment, Sandy, as I see I am wanted in the ball-room. Come In some other time. and-I'll vindicate myself—come and bring in your pard to the ball." and then. with a gracious smile and how, the charming proprictrl-ss fluttered lightly away into the adjoining apartment. And she muttered to herself: “ Ah, yes. Sandy, you are as sharp as a needle. and a clever actor. too. for such a quiet fellow but you didn't deceive me concerning Mr. Dusty Dick—oh, no; but I won't give you away—of course not, when you are the only man in the town worth two rowsof pins, and the one i mean to extract a matrimonial offer from, inside of a month. And will I be fool enough to refuse you? Humphl we shall see.“ While Sandy trud red homeward along the busy street. smoking his c gar meditatively. “ That woman is. in the vernacular of the mines, a ‘ bricki‘ " he muttered. “ and likewise as handsome as a hour-i. though I am inclined to the opinion that bnuris are generally brunettes instead of biondes. She is sharp. smart. and has known refln nut, heretofore. How she did ‘ smell the rat ’ conc .rning Dickl I sometimes wish I had not put myself under such a responsibility; but yet, I hardly know how I could get along without my ard. Such company as [we isn‘t bought cheap. I I were tochoose fora wife between her and tin madame—«lash itl I scarce- ly known which I Slifl‘ll’l take. The madame—dint, baht The idea of talking so spooney E“ hiAnd he laughed to himself at the idea of such a t ng. ' Near his shanty. at the bend in the canyon, he met gusty Dick. whom be perceived to be pale and trem e. “ You overheard the woman. eh 9" Sandy said, pat- ting bar upon the head in a fatherly way he some times indulged in. “Oh! yes! yesl and I never experienced such a fright. Oh. am I discovered again, Sandy?" “Nol nol pard: the madame simply had an odd Deadwood Dick on Deck. 9 notion that I was giving these has of Whoop-Up an unfair deal, but I soon persuaded her out of it.‘ “I don‘t like that woman. Sandy," Dusty Dick said, slowly. “ She puts me in mind of a panther on the eve of springing upon its prry. I um afraid she will betray me to the town —and sacrifice your honor, which would be. worse than all eISe," "Don‘t fear, pnrd; she hadn‘t better pla knaves against kings, it sheknows when she is wul off. Be- sides, should she betray us, one alternative is left." “ What is it. Sandy?“ “You could marry 7M, and he acknowledged as my wife, Dick i" ‘here was a start and a swift, sudden glance, then a trembling all over, as if in n spasm. on the part of the fair masquerader, then she shook her head, gravely, an unusual hoarseness in her voice. “ No! not that, Sandy—um that. The alternative would be a pistol-shot through my lit't‘td, for I could never marr you—nor any one.“ - Sandy di not question her further; he had long been aware that she had a secret locked in her breast, but what it was he had not even dared to guess. At the shanty, Sandy had partitioned off an‘ apart— ment for Rusty Dick, with a lock and key to it, and this was Dick’s bed-chamber. while Sandy bunked down in the kitchen—and parlor combined. For a couple of days after the events just related, Dusty Dick was indisposed. and remained closely at the cabin. and having overworked himself. Sandy took a. couple of days off fora hunt in the mountains. which was very successful, for he each dav fetched home any amount of squirrels and smaller game. Elated With two days of success. he started out on a third morning. determined to put in a third day. as he had a good superintendent at the mine whom he could trust. As he was passing the Mastodon on his way. who should hail him but (‘olonel Jee, from the doorway. “Ht-y! hello, Sandy, you galooti Hold up a hit. Durn et. w‘at‘s gittin‘ inter ye, boy, tht-t ye don‘t , come around no more? Haven‘t forgot your old pard, I hope?“ “Oh, no; far from that, colonel. I do not drop good'friends so easily: but you see ldon’t drink my- self, and therefore don‘t find much occasion to visit saloons." ' “ Not unless there’s a blonde siren behind ther counter, eh? Ohl ve needn‘t try tcrstufl me, boyeel I saw ye a. few nights ago huzzin‘ the madame. San- dy, an’ I waru‘t the only one, n'nher. ’i‘wixt you an me, Sandy—an‘ ye seem sorter a son to me— I'd advise ye ter drap thet madame. She’s tuk a shine ter that galler mustache of yourn, and ye ken't tell w‘at migh happen. Sum 0' these female crit- ters ye ken t trust. Thar war my wife. Angelina, for instance. All I hev left ter remember that dear woman. Sandy. or“ a bald spot atop o‘ my head, an‘ a dent. in my eft ear, whar she did some extra-fine tooth-carvin‘." ‘ Sandy smiled through his eyes at the colonel's at- tem t to be facetious. “ on’t worry that the blonde madame will ever be anything to me " he replied. "My inclinations don‘t run particularly in that direction. But you must excuse me now. colonel, for I’m on for one more day‘s recreation in the mountains. I'll come around and fetch along my new pard some of these evenin " - “All right. Sandy: I’d like for see ther pilgrim, fer they sa he‘s good-lookin‘ fer ther times. But I say. ol bo , hold on a hit; I‘ve got a new card sauce I see‘ 1you last—n rich ol-i gnloot—a kind 0‘ Senator. or t e like, you see, who pays cash down, an‘ won't drink tarant‘Io-r; kerries his own cham- pagne inra big Sarytogel“ “ Some. speculator. I presume, oh 2“ “Wal, yes; I guess that's‘about ther caricature uv tilt‘i‘ mutter—calls hisself Honorable Something-or- other—name’s writ down on a copy-book inside—an‘ wants tor b‘y out these hull mines. I told him I reckoned 'ou wouldn't sell, but he sed he‘d come around an see you.“ “ Tell him he needn‘t ut himself out of the way on account of me,“ replied Sandy, as he trudged awn , "forl won't sell." “ iood fer ye. Sandy! Stick teryer bed as lung‘s thar‘s plenty o' feathers in ct. an ye‘ll eventun ly grow ter he a rich and influential citizen like my- self. An’thet reminds me thet I haven't hed but six ood snifters this whole blessed mornin‘ l" iich recollection caused the colonel to hasten his footsteps toward the interior of his establish- ment, while Sand continued on his way. accom- panied h ' his fai hful Bufl'nlo, and was soon out of Canyon xulch—far up among the wooded peaks of another range. “ No, I will not sell out.“ he muttered: “ would you. Buffalo?" with a glance at the, dog. “ I am re: alizing a handsome thing; out of the mine, and, bet- ter than all, am giving a gang t~fhonest. industrious men of families employment at payin wages. No doubt there are capitalists who woul like to step down into the little city of Whoop-Up, and asp the tvrant’s rains in their hands; hut they ll be mightily disappointed when they find that ve few poor men are so poor but what they can stan firm or their rights.” Sandy was an enthusiast on the labor question, and if the country lo-dny had more of his make and resolute mind, there would, undoubtedly. be a change for the better, when ever man would, in a greater or lesser degree, have an ndependence, and not be ground down or der the heel of the masttr of money. Sandy was a good shot. and he rarely fired the second time at the same. game. It look but one shot to settle the matter, as u tenet-oi thing. _ But, today, his luck must have forsaken him, for the day quickly pnsstd and night was creepin on, when he came to the conclusion that he should ave to return to town with only a pair of gray squirrels. lie was some distance away from Canyon Gulcl', and rather than go by a roundabout way, he fol- lowed a short natural corridor, or shelf tl-nt ran around the mountain to the side opposite Whoop- Up. In many places the ledge was very narrow and dancerous; in one instance his feet ha just struck upon a sort of plateau. when the. ledge he had left caved off, and went crashing down the. dizzy mount- ain-side hundreds of feet. It was a fortunate escape. but he found that it effectually out ch! his retreat. There was no mean- of getting off the plateau except by dropping a couple of hundred feet into a dark defl e below. And the vexatious part of the situation was not lessened when he discovered that he was not the. on] one on the plateau. For company he had a huge c nnamon bear, who was just crawling out from a hole in the rocks 1 Q (‘HAPTER V. A Morin—nos: CECIL AND 'rnn FEMALE ROAD-AGENT. DEEP down in a dark mountain pocket, not three miles from Whoo -Up, where the light of the sun never penetrated ecause of the matting of tree-tops which almost met overliead, a cam -flre was bright- ly burning. The bottom of the poc et was-level and of hard-pan rock, covered here and there by patches of moss, upon which a score or more of men in the wild. fantastic garb of rangers were sitting or re- clining. as the case might be. Others were engaged in laying upon musical in- struments, such as the vio in, guitar and flute, and the melody they made sounded weirdly beautiful as it rose and rolled away through the, mountains. N ow the men strike up in a grand chorus. in some favor- ite mountain song, the air purely rendered hr a pair of tenor voices, and the alto, barytone and deep, 1‘0 Deadwood Dick on Deck. thundering bass swelling out grandly with the melo- dious strains of the song. Then there comes n. lull, after which conversation takes the place of song. “I tell you what boys!“ said one brawnyfellow. who "eenn-d to feel himself a sort of ruler among the others. “ I tell ye, et ain’t halt w‘at ct's cracked up ter be. I‘d ruthcr g ) back ter ther road again and Eloy road-agent, instead 0’ regulator. I say it ain’t ali’ w‘at ct‘s cracked up tor be.” “ You had better not ’spress thva opinions aforc Deadwood Dick, Barker. cf you don‘t want tPl‘ swing ter ther handiest limb," spnkw up another. “ We‘ll all agree thct : t ain‘t half ther fun a-layin‘ idle that there is a-dnshin‘ about in the saddle, but at we're goin’ ter serve under Dick, we‘ve got tvr go and do as Dick sez; that‘s no two ways about that; yap hear me." Wal, then. I propose we quit Deadwood Dick an’ go back ter ther road on our own books," proposed the man Barker, lighting his pipe with a brand from the fire. " Hayr we've bin playin‘ pins :tn‘ thct sort 0’ thing fer six months or over, an‘ I culcylate we‘ve redeemed ourselves in thr-r cross 0' the World no more‘n w‘en we robbed ther stag!» an’ made every Resky pilgrim pony up. 'l‘har ain’t cnny 0‘ us as as got rich out o' bein' honest, I kin sw‘ar, an’ I pro se thet we mutinize." Sh! don‘t make so free wi' talk, Hen llarkei-._ E! Deadwood Dick shed he anvwheres in sight——" “Cass Deadwood Dick!" was the growling. sullen responSe; “cuss him, Isay. I ain't afoard 0‘ him, tellers; why need you be? lie don’t 0w«- us nothin‘, ner we him: so why s'icd we allus stick tor him? Now, for instance, w’ile we're lavin' heer idle, fat stages sire rollin’ inter and out o‘ VVhoonUp—two or three 0’ ‘vm each way. daily; an‘ not a single galoot dares ter tackle ther trail. I say it's a dumcd shame, an‘l purpose thet we remvdy tlmrdz-fect. Them in favor o slopin’ back ter ther old biznvss again will make it manifest by sayin' 1/" “Ii” " ll“ came in a chorus of voices. which em- braced the entire crowd. “ Hurrah fer ther road !" "All right, tellers; th--n thet settles ther matter. Grab yer weapons an‘ git for yer horses. for thar‘s time to reach the Whoop-Up trail before the even- ing-stage-comes along!" Probably there would have been a general stam- pede, only for the step that sounded close bv at this moment, and the words brought to hearing in a clear. ringing voice: “ Halt! you treacherous fools, halt! The first man that moves toward leaving camp risks death!" and into the nmlight strode the noted outlaw leader, Deadwood Dickl The old prince of the road who has figured in so many thril ing scenes and strange disguises; the dare-devil young captain who. of all men. had 5 read terror and alarm through the Black Hills coun . He was much the same as when we last left im in his village among the golden hills; (see Emma's Poosn'r LIBR my No «11. “ De UIWOO’l Dick's Eagles.) indeed. time used him lightlv, and there were no pur- ce tlble changes in him. He was still the handsome kn ght of the hills. and under his new main"? had done good. even if he had not fin-ed himva from thn bad reputation of having been a road-agent. Now, he stond confronting the score of mutinous spirits who haii lon sarwl under his orders. with a stern fire in his hlac eves—those eyes which were so all- owerful in their peculiar magnetism—stood with to] 0d arms and proudly haughty carriage. “Oh! it's you, is it?" growl .d Barker, savagely, "Well, say your say in a hurry, an‘ be quick, fer we‘re goin' ter stop thor stage tcr-night. an' make our pile, you bet. We ain't a—goin' tur bi' held in un- derno one‘s heel. in purtick‘ler, but lay fer luck, an’ shar‘ ekal." ‘ “ You are a. fool!" Deadwood Dick said, in a con- temptuous tone. “You deserve to be gibbeterh but you are not worth the trouble. (in! every one of you—I denounce you all as inutiueers, and you no longer are pards of mine. But, look out for me! I have not done with you yet. Every one of you will pay the penilty mz-tcd out to deserters. Beware!" hon with a strange laugh—his old, startling laugh, that had so much import in its meaning, the ex-rosd-agcnt chief turned on his heel and strode away into the darkness, leaving behind him a group of staring men. “ Ye liecrd w‘at ho sed, b'yoes!" demanded Bark- er. “I motion that we take the cuss nn’ hoist him to a limbl" To this all agrved. and a general stampede was made in search of Deadwood Dick. Which was fruitless, for the young chief was not to be found. From that night, the Black Hills country of gold was once more thickly infested with outlaws and road-robbers; no stage drove through the canyon trail without receiving a visit, and it was danger ms for a man to be abroad at night if he was known to have an ouncc of gold about him. The cessation of road robheryilmt had followed the reign of Deadwood Dick and his Regulators was now almostwin a day it $091210!l—«Slillé’l‘fll'dell liy a, reign of crime and uttvrdisreg'ird of the law, Dead- wood, Bayard. and Custer each established vigilance committees, and a reporter for the leading Dead— wood City paper got up an editorial, something after this pattern: “ Incense or (‘nnm—lt has reached us that the once notorious road-agent, Deadwood Dick, who of law-«with his men—has been playing Regulator and waging war against rufflanism is at last dead and under the turt’; and, now free from his control, his whole great band has again man the trail as road- agvnts, all nv.-r the Hills, and pandrrnmuilnn ( nsues. Peace to Dick‘s ashes; but we should haw- nislwd him a longer stay with us, as lw sccmcd to hold the controlling power of bgions in his hands." On this same day that Slndy had gonn- a hunting. only to be caged by accidcnt in with a huge cinna- mon, the Honorable - Cecil Grnsvennr was ri ng along through Canyon Gulch in its northern course, beyond where settlement and Whoop-UL) civilization had pitched its line of white tents, and (-yonrl even where the miner’s pick or the prospectors stall ha 1 yet reached. On either side the canyon walls rose rugignd and nearly pa-rpendicular to a great hight, an: close to the western side the shallow waters of Canyon (‘r ek gurgled noisily. ‘ ' Atrail ran along the eastern share. which had been made for the daily stage to Dcadwowd, and it was bounded on either side by thickets of various shrubs and chapnrral. “ The-Man-from-Was|iington." as he had been im- mediately nicknamed b the Whoop—Up-ites, sci-med in ill humor today. for 9. vented unnecessary spits upon his horse, and kept a sharp lookout on either side, as if expecting some one. A dark scowl hnwred about his eyes and forehead, and he ap- peared to be unusual y nervous. “ Curse the luck!” he growled, biting at the ends of his mustache, and glaring about as if he would like, to annihilate some person. “ (Jurse the liick,l say! Who could the woman be. if not h4 r! I thought her dead and under ground long ago and hen-.111 all prnlrtbility, she has turned up to devil me again. Ha! Ithougiit so," he concludeddrt'iw~ ing rein. as a female rider wheeled a. large horse'out of a shar bend square across his path.and pre- sented to liS view an outstretched arm and hand containing a shining revolver. “ Halt! that‘s right!“ exclaimed a clear female voice. which caused the Washingtonian to start in recognition. although the figure upon the horse was clad in black and deeply vailud. “I didn‘t hardly expect you,would dare come out here and may me, when I had the letter dropped in the Ma tndnn R:u~e§3 W . w.-.‘__m_ A. . surance. . and a few mangled remains of ‘ 2 never deviate from the b . 1-. cried fiercely. now nearly hesldc himself wit .. ‘y‘N-it one penny of mine shall you ever touch." ‘ ed cell: DeadwoodDick on Deck. i , h r / .1: House post-omoe: out I thought it would be well encugh to come and see. Therei therei don‘t at- tempt to draw a weapon, for you know l’m reckless. nnd would jus as liel shoot you as not." “ By Hewvenl can this be you. Marie?” the Honor- able Cecil managed to articulate, interrogatively. “Can it be possible. when I have all these years mourned you as dead?" ' “I reckon it's I. old hy ocritei“ was the cool (is- “Therei don't et me warn you of the danger of reaching toward your vest pocket again. It is I, or all that a. matter of six years left of me. afterrougninz it in the World I was cast upon." “Then, I thank God." said Honorable Cecil, wiih an attlmpt to do the devout. “Put down the pie- tol, Marie, and it me come forward and welcome you book." “Bah! don't be a fool old man:" replied the strange horsmvoman. wit a sneer which also re- semblnd a chuckle. "l don't want any spooneying or foolish acting on your part When but a young girl, I married you at my dying father’s wish,bev cauSe you were one of the lending stock and bond gamblers in Washington. worth your half a million ‘or more. The first year, I found you out to he an ugly brute. The seooml war you develo ed into a first-class savage, and finding my life wit ou un- endurablc. l pocketed your loose change. an . in the vernacular of the mines. l slopwl I 1 took pity on you; you never henrd from me again until last night. when you received my note to meet me here. ,Your name remained spotless in Washington. for a horrible‘ railroad accident occurred about this time. our wife were brought home and quietly interre . Am I not‘de- u tailing facts?" “ Ah! very true: and I mourned—" “Bnhl you old by ocrite: shut u your lyinfil‘hI: a ‘ won‘t go down your umble sen-an ’s throat. brings, you out here. sir?-—some villainy, l’d almost swear. . “ No. indeed, Marie. I am very poor of late ears. and came out here to try and retrieve what have V V lost in disastrous speculation." ‘ Yon lie. old man. You aim two among the finest Brownie-s in Washington. besides having half 3. mil- on's worth of secured bonds. and plenty of other wealth. I say you lie!“ ' " You 5 air plain. woman—shockingly plain fora woman w o figured as a belle in London society." “ But oh! so true, Ce Grosvenor. You know I d tr th. I saw you the day you came. here to Whom -Up. and instanth it wound to me that you would be perfectly over-, I joyed and willing tolr'au me some of vour wealth—" “Never-l never! you sheldevillwthe ca italist rage. “ You forget. Cecill" was the re ly. in n provok- ineg cool tone. “Just gaze into his tool I hold. and realize the discomfort contained in the‘ six load- These poor ‘ sells.’ too. to encounter in the hands of Mad Marie; who is pretty widely known as woman shootlst. ‘" "How much money do you want. curse you, to u quiet?” - ‘ , l knowing that you never go empty-handed I'lltuke what you have in your pocket-book. an that diamond pin Kgu so roudly display upon your immociflate sh rt- nt. ome. don't be omsh now. but put‘the pin ln‘your wallet, and drop it on’th'e ot ofgrsss there by'the roadside; then turn your new err one .' .. 'ousa. 'e‘r r' '.ouvrsro.'e exprlttgd. as he comy se' but I I ‘1‘ a. -. I habit o aleeglgggerlth one eyeyyopenz ere left on, . _ .to murder me some nil; t. We flab .‘P M the nun hurledthe wallet upon the grass. ed with im- re- ~ arm ed \ “ Ahl ou have a watch and chain. too. I see: but I‘ won't e so mean as to deprive you of all your gaudy adornments this time; so now, I guess you may go.“ ‘~ “Cm-so you!" The-Man-from Washington fairly yelled. as he hesitated to go. " You shall die hi this outrage. you——" “There! therei you old loafer. Don‘t hurt your tongue in addressing me with the idea of frightening me. for ljve heard men who could lay way over you at sw‘anng. Go. now. and if any one tells you you‘ve lost your pin and purse, tell them Deadwood Dick‘s men rubbed you. Don't for Iho world let any one know that a weak woman played road-agent to you. Go, now. I an . If you want me tlro a ‘vttol‘ to Mad Mario. in t e post-office ut Jot Tub s‘s ilnstndon, and I‘ll seize my pen in a vise-like gran to answer you. Adieu! my pistol covers you um. i ' you are out of sight." With oaths breukinc: from his lips, the defenth speculator headed his horse back toward the mining town. and spurred away in hot. hnale, folloued by a mockin laugh from his tormentor. " A t ousand devils overtake the she fury!" he nrltted, in the white hem of his rage. “ I‘ll hire somo . rufflau to hunt her up and cut her throat. own if it costs me a small fortune. She is getting cunning. but has triumphed over me for the lastl” 1 CHAPTER VI. A coxrucr wrm Baum. SANnr‘s was a situation few men could wish to confront. There he was safely imprisoned upon the plateau. . with the positive assurance that he must entlr in o ' . . conflict with'the huge cinnamon bear. who was crawling out of a sort of cave in the mountain-slam. with growls that were anything but music to his ear. / Since coming West Sandy had never chanced upon .« ‘ anything of the bear kind. and knew as little about them as the school~hoy at home. ‘ After crawling out upon the plateau, the huge brute squatted upon its haunches for a few mo- ments, and surveyed Sandy in evident contempla- tion of a fine feast. while Sandy stood still in his tracks. utterly at loss how to act. 0n rciiectlou- ' for a man can reflect a meat deal‘ln a. short Spflf'f‘ of .time if occasion demands—he doubted if his forly-_1 v four caliber rifle would do an service in nu attack against Bruin. for the reason hat he usm’l short car. ‘ dges withn small charge of powder. while it. takes. ,1 a heavy hall (77 rs. of powder and 850 gm of lcgrl) ; to successfully s oot ei her I: grind Ora clnntmou, x'r' Very few men can kill a grizzlyor lineman bear in. gnaw'mnning shots as it is. with the long 45 our _ re. , . . .- _ Bandy had learned this in conversation withold ' hunters. and consequently concluded that either llll‘ rifle or revolvers Wt-l'e useless. and. if used upon the brute. would act only to simulate his fury. while thev did no particular harm.‘ . . . . . . He accord nzly drew his knife, and edged out into the center of the plateau. nearer to the u V ly brut: ’ He had no desire tabs crowded’ofl iromt le plateau ‘into the-abvss below. ‘ ' " As he advanced the cinnamon reared upon ,hlnd gags. and came on. with p'ressd. in 'eyea coo upon sguar H. Hie between life end deathgand he set his teeth to gather in a firm determination to sell his life laden- u ' ' plausible. . - , . Bunnie. his huge Newfoundland, Md been new. hind. beyondwherethe lvdge'cnrel on. :,Wlth his i“??? Rafi“??? WW3" 95.3.?" "m 'lrn. ea in t‘ve enva .: On came the man r. with his frightful mm dia- tendui. nearer and nearer. and then Sondv again foruiard. and struck a, blow into. the animal's which provedl‘effectivc; lumen-noble It started a ll of blood. ‘ ntortunotcly baton-she ~ ddtdgc l miner received a tremendous slap from one of Bru- in‘s aws. which sent him reeling half-way across ‘ the p ateau. ' , He still was possessed of his senses, however, and turned to meet the innddened animal. Instantly drawing one of his Smith and Wesson revolvers, Sandy tired, in rapid succession, six shots into the gaping wound which he had cut with l is knife, then dodng and ran to the other end of tho plateau, flushed and excited. Something in the fight ad on enticement and charm for him, although he was confident that it was not the slap he had . received on the side oi’ his head. The bullets hail staggered the huge brute, and the blood was spurt- ing from the wound in a sickening sir: am; yet h» came lumbering back again with Li roar that seemed to ,zir the very rilnteoii~came on with furious rage an. frenzy depicted in the hairy countenance mid iii the pinkish eyes. Sandy drew his other revolver and stood firm. a new light in his eyes. When the brute was but three yards oil”, he fired two shots, with unerring 1m"- cision—one bullet into each eye of his ponderous enein . I with a flercer roar the bear rushed/ on, with blood streaming fromliis eyes and totally blinding him-— rushed on. straight off of the plateau. and went crashing h Alplessiy down into the lch far below. “Good enough! i couldn't have wait it myself. I was just getting ready to dispatch the brute; myself with my Winchester rifle!" exclaimed n vaice, and looking up. Si lay behold a fare peering down iit him from n. lwclze fur nbove.’ "Reckon you got. rid \ .of him just in time. for it would soon have been too dark for straight shooting." "‘I su pose so. 'Anyhow. I am not sorry that-I dispos of the brute How‘s ii. fellow to get out of this—do you knowi“ Sandy Asked. V " Maybe I can give you some assistance. I’ll lower one end of my lasso, and if you are good at climb- inz. you can get up here, from where I can guide You safely down the mountain!“ was tlie_repl\'. and then the face withdrew from sight, and directly one on.l of a. strong but slim r0 was lowered to the plateau where Sandy had ought and killed, his , cinnamon. . _ ,. Slingin‘: his rifle to his back, and securing his revulvers in their places, Sandy seizcd'tlie ro in his grasp, and up he'wcnt with the agility o a. true Simian. soon ulllng himself upon the ledge above, / whore stood hlB rescuer,‘a.nd the dog. Buffalo. ‘ " Calamity Jane!” he ejaculated involuntarily, for h t 9, features of the stronger he recognized nde-‘ scr ptlon he and obtained of the noted young female dare-«.levil. . “At our service, sirl" was thoreply, with a. cool ‘ XIIUZIJU 'fYou store as if I were something quite - v different from the ordinary mortal." r “ Yo s, nheml excuse me!" and the. miner stam- J m=red and blushed in confusion. “You—you see. . l'd' heard somuch concerning you, that l--[ really 'was surprised. You will pardon me. nnd—“ . ’ 1. “Oh, yes; you bet er boots! But ’twixt you and _ ime,pii.rdner you di remarkable execution in tho b’ur tight. f don’t b‘lieve thnr's another guloot iii Whoop-Up as could do the job in quickertimo. or - more scientific manner. Didn’t get nmy a tear?" “No! Ihed a remarkabl lucky escape." Sandy replied, marveling, even WM a he snake, at the wild beauty of the girl, of whom the mm of Whoop-Up told so many str go yarns. “l escaped with only 4" of my head." ‘ . I "Which did you more stood tiie-riapint of medi- .i‘ cine. It aroiinedvthe fight in you. It's all the medi- cine a. man wants: to brace him up." , y, ,‘ “ You discriminate between the two sexes, ch 1". . '> ‘ 3‘0 mainly: men need a. slap and women a slight. '. ‘l‘ towoke ’em 115). .Anyhow, that’s my logic. Shall I ‘ » conduct you own themounthin. or can you go it / E T: p o a it o i 5‘ ’D .n-You can guide me if you willI and take the bear 4' YoW‘P‘W-l ' . - ‘ , ' ' V Deadwood Dick on Deck. “Agreed. Give me a cinnamon to corn away for ‘ winter chuwiii'. What‘s your name. poi-d?" "They call me Sandy. here in the Ininesl"the miner replied. following carefully in the steps of the L’il‘l, as she began to descend a zig-zag mountain iith. p "Wlmtl ye ain‘t the clip w’nt helde old Jon Tllblls iimi thes Streak 0‘ gold mnuc, me e?" , - u “If I renirinber correctly. I was the rst one to j' find a nugget." . ’ " Wi-ll. you’re a. brick. Joe was tollin‘ me about you. G0! a. pard. I believe?" “Yes—Dust Dick." “ Like niysc f, a. girl in male attire!" “ What makes you think that, pray?” "I know it!“ Calamity Jane replied, with a chuckle. - ,. ' “It doesn‘t matter howl found it out. I don‘t . blame you for protecting the girl. nor her for ac- ceptiiig your protection, and all may go right until discovery becomes general. Then. come vou unto mu; I may oini out to youu way out of t ie mire." ' " Yo! I" and demanded. incredulously. - " Yi-s, I. by! 9 way. lvt me warn you to look out for breakers ahead. You cannot see them. I do not know in just what shape. they are going to come, but come they will. surely." “ How do you know? What have you discovered likely to endanger me?" “That‘s my secret. If I were to tell you. like as not, by some blunder, you’d bring: yoursvlf into doubln poi-ii, Now. you cannot comprehend my words, 1101' utter you Will. I‘ll keep an eye out, and don t 5‘0 l‘I-i'git it. ‘ “I n wk ill 1 can look out for myself, ma’am " i Sandy sni l. with u spice of independence. “Ali! hero we are at Canyon Gulch. now." “ Yes. and hero I will leave you, as on can rosin find your way now. Good-by. an look sharp around y in!" Then the girl dare—devil suddenly turned, and was lost in the gloom. while Sandy trudged wonderineg along into the “ids-awake town of Whoop-Up. “Exceedingly Strange, and. wonderfully beauti- ful,” lie mutt-red meditativelv. “ H-rrs isa magnetic beauty that atlrac/x ; the in nine isfnsuinnting. in, u voluptuous sense; little Dusty Dick is the most quiet and womanly; yet around the trio there hangs a mystery in each case, and the long and short of it is, I‘m getting interested with the whole. Well, well. if I can't take care of myself. Ion ht not to claimln right to the name of manm’Dick have with im; lilo/lame Minnie will not bother 'me if I keep away from her. and Calamity Jane— Well. I cnn‘t deter- mine much about her."‘ Neither could any one else in all the rough society _. ' in which the eccentric girl had for two years moved ' as a. “ bright, articular star. “' Sandy wont ome. and found Dusty Dick sitting in , the doorway of their unpretentious shanty. eng ed in picking at a. guitar, which bod been one of . “:0 miner’s gifts. . " ' “Ali! is that you. Dick? How have lthing‘s gone, ‘ during my absence?“ . v “ About in the usual channel, Sand ; a con lb of duelsabove here in the street.1 be eve, an cun- 1quniently workfor an undertaker, hedone been‘ in y. ‘ ~ , “Humphl it is strange that such» warfare mum. , constantly rage between fellow humans, isn‘t it? If all got along as wolltogether or {£3 end I. Dick. don’t think there’d be many do: And crimes to- answer for.” r “Ve true Sandy; but there's your snpperaweit-j inz. ins'dc. fgot hungry and ate mine." ' «, "That‘s right. nerd; never starve yourself in WM“. ing for me, for there’s no telling gist what minute I» may arrive. Ah! the odorme t at antelope-steak, is i-eell like the smell of the romised land. after a. , follow as been shunting-on, slain his maiden elm. immon b’ar." V . "A hmr, Sandy?’.si_id the beautiful eyes of Duty; _:.‘ VII-“k- _.__..._._._____._ _ _._ _._ . .__.. ._ _,___. _.;_._..« , -.._.._ .__ .c v Deadwood Dick on Deck. 13 Dick gazed up ianuiringly, calling a pleasurable flush to his brown c ieek. “Well, yrs -thut's what I said. You see, I and a big cinnamon got into a disagreement about our re- Bpectlve rights to a certain mountain plateau. and after his boxing me severely on the right ear. I tum- bled him of! into a gulch and teetotaliy smashed his bruinship. Being a somewhatlarger load than i felt dis osed to tote home, I surrendered his carcass to Ca nmity Jane, who chanced to be near." _ “That strange girl, Sandy, whom the people talk so much about?" “ Yes, the same." “ is she pretty, Sandy P“ " Well. es, in one sense of the word; but life here in the Hil s has—well, has ruined hcr pros )ects, one might say, for she has grown reckless 11 act and rough in language.” “ Yet she may have a true woman‘s [Hart under her rough exterior, which is as susceptible to love or pain as a woman of careful behavior." “Truly 8 km, little one. but she could not ever arouse ha] the adoration for her'in my breast, that I bear for you," the. miner said. an hour-s1 light glow- ing in his eyes. But he regrett d the words the next moment, for they brought such a pained expression over the features of Dust Dick. “You should not talk t at way. Sandy. You fur- get that I am only your ard— more Ican never be." “ Enough said, Dick; did forget myself, but will curb myself in the future. But get ready. for] am going to take you around to-night, to see the sights; I must do it to throw ofl suspicion. Calamity Jane ulrvndy knows your disguise. ' “ Sh' l How, pra t" “i give it up. S e knows. nevertheless, and will keep mum, i take it. Do you fer-l like playing your part to-night, in good shape?" "As well w-night, perhaps, as at any other time. I have mastered some of the vernacular and bravado of the mines. and will do as well as possible.” Sandy finished his supper, and fed But‘fnlo enough for an two men; then took his revolvers, cleaned and re oaded them, and thrust them into his bel:. Usually, unless going on a hunt, he never wore them outward] displayed, but something prompted him to have t em iaizdy to—night. Dusty Dick always wore. a single revolver at his waist, and despite the general feminine terror of ' tire-arms. he was no novice at a shot. When all was in readiness the two left the cabin, accompanied by Sand ‘8 inseparable companion, Bufl'a'o,‘ and debouched nto the single. long, crowded street ofthe town. It was about half after eight in the‘evenlng, and all places of busint-ss. of a score of various natures. were brilliantly lit, and the street was a strange and wild sight. of lights and surging humanity, from one end to the other. CHAPTER VII. sans? AKD 'ran “ HONORABLE." “Haul we will stop into this place where they play keno and taro. on can take a peep at the animals," said Sandy, and the accordingly entered alarge room in one of the s anties that lined the street, and found themselves in a bar-room. gaming- arlor and dancing-hall all combined in one thirty y forty apartment, un er one roof. Here were a long bar and many tables, which crowds of long- haired men were risking an losing; further on was a music-stand, beyond which a couple of sets, com- rlsing burly miners and roughs and gaudily-dressed emales, were dancing. After loitering about for awhile. Sandy signified his intention of departing. “ But let's have a little something at the bar first, to say we‘ve patronized the place. \\ hat‘ll you have, Dick?" in a louder one. “ Let out ther sherry wine for me ye galootl" Dusty Dick replied, ranging himself along the bar. and addressing the barkeeper. “ Hurry up yer stumps, or I‘ll get over thar an‘ grab a hold 0' ther ribbons myself." . The bottle was quickly forthcoming. and Dick swallowed a few drops of the wine, which was a wonderfully pure article to he found in the mines. Sandy took soda f. rhis. Then the twain left. the 218.09. and sauntertd toward Colonel Joe 'l‘ubbs‘s ‘ howtel,” at the upper end of the strret. Here a motle ' crowd was collectid in the great bar-room, for l e mails from Deadwood and the East had just arrived, and many an eager. anxious {Ininer was looking for a letter from the dear ones at ome. “I reckon there’s no mail for me,“ Surdy said, with a grim smile, “ for the simple reason that there are no dear absent 0! es in my case. you any," "Nor need I look for letters, either," Dick re- lied, sadl , “for none of the friends of my child- ood stoo the test. Ah! who is that remarkable- looklng pi rsonnge at the other end of the M om?" “ WhV. that ‘s the (Inn «Ir-vii, Calamity J1 no. Don‘t be afraid of her. but out your part if she mini s up " Although (‘olond Joe was busy at dealing (Ill. iis “p'izrn” to a long wage of red—shined iniint'rs, be £011an room at the bar for Sandy and Dusty Dick. “ Hello, Sandy. you hrss! range up alongside liayr, in ther stall. ot yer 'nnl along. 1m , eh'J" " Yes. Joe. this is usty Il‘ck, my ptll‘d. Dick. Colonel 'l‘uhbs, one of the olx'cst inhabilmits.“ The introduction u as [rl haw] dned ly a hearty handshakv, Tuhbs failing to notice the smallness or softnrss of Dick's hand. “ You may give us a couple of sodas, Joe,“ Snnily said; “you know we don‘t take anythirgstioiger. Will you join us, seeing this is the iii-st time we‘ve met since this morning 1!“ “Sandy. b‘yeeu ye brt yer boots I will! Why, it‘s a scandulous for“ thet l hwn‘t lied only sixtern real gm d sized shifters since a inner. Twenty in my reg'lar rations." “You'll get the ‘jims‘ if you don‘t stop thinking so much, Joe.“ "Ahal Sandy, then ‘s where y.- are in bird yer mark. I‘ve got a cast-iron tank inside 0' me. an' ct‘ll take years tertill npwi‘ r'izen. ’i‘m gond fer ter make a bar‘l look sicl.’ any day, an‘ don t ye for- 't it. ' “ i believe you. Joe. You seem to stand it rret'y well all except your nose- that is giving you away. ‘ “ better polis it olT. an‘ sell it for a colored meer- schaum, old man i" put in Dusty Dick. as they turn- ed away. Not being in a hurry. they stood lrnnin against the wall at one side of the bar-room. Sam 3' plifllnz awn at his cigar and both idly watching tl-o differ- ent aceaaround hem. Miners came in and aiplletl for mail, and Woo be to the purse of him as was so fortifnate. as to get a letter, for be was calculati-d to call up all of his acquaintances. besid+s treating the “ post-omce," which embraced Colonel Joe and three assistants. A man is conceded to have no honor in Wl‘oor-Up if he cannot “ respond," after being blt'SStd w th a letter from the “ States.” “ Do you see that villainous-looking rough, who is sitting over there. Sandy—the one looking this way 1" Dusty Dick asked, pointing out no less an in- dividual than the Danite Gl oul, Arkansas Alf Ken- nedy. “Ohl mercy, he has seen me motioning, and is coming this way. What shall we do?“ " ’Sh! or you will betray ourseli’. He won't do anybody harm, I reckon. ut on your 'cheek,‘ an‘ bluff him!“ . it was evident that the Dakota-Danna was in high dudgeon, for he came striding u with a blnster and aswagger, his eyes bloodshot mm the effects of the whisky which scented his breath. “See, here, . ounkerl" he cried, addressing Dusty Dick, with a erce oath,“1wanter know who ye war p‘intin’ at, over that d‘rectioni Do I owe ye anything, ord‘ye want ter make in ac naintanccl" ‘ Get out, you galootl" Dick rep ed. ndenendent- ‘l '14 Der. lwood'Dick on Deck. lv; “I reckon ye was lookin‘ this way first. What you blowin’ yer b‘iler-head ot‘l’ fer?" “ i’ll show ye, mighty quick, ye little cuss," the Danite replied. reaching for a weapon; but before he could draw one. the muzzle of Sandy’s revolver was shoved within an inch of his rcdtlt-ned nose. “ Hold up. pilgrim!" was the miner's calm advice: “ l reck in ye better be sure 0‘ yer game before ye raise your gun. If you ain't desirous of getting salted down for winter use, you’d better peg along in another direction, pretty ltvelfy." _ " Who are you f“ Arkansas A1 demanded, with a snarl. “They call me Sandy, fer short, sir; for long, I measure five foot ton.“ The Danite turnediaway with a frightful string of oaths, and then Sandy no lded to Dick. “ K»:ep watch of that fellow. pard. when he‘s near :IiPlolut, hereafter. He has a bad name here in the l s " “ Whois he, Sand ?" ” Arkansas Alf. t e Ghoul, they call him. He‘s about as bad as they make 'etu, they say." 'l‘ho two pards soon took their (ivpartnre from the mloon and returned to their shanty. To their coni- l)ined astonishment. they found the door unlocked. and on entering. found a light burning in the kitchen and a man si’ting before the bed of coals on the hearth idly fingering the strings of the guitar—a man 0 medium hight, with a handsome, form and frank, pleasant face, and such eyes as neither Sandy nor Dick had ever gazed into before—dark, brilliant. magnetic. He was attired in gray. fashionably—cut clothing, with a. diamond pin upon his shirt—front, and a silk hat upon his head. “i b -g your pardon, pilgrim." he ssi I. arising and bowing, as both Dusty Dick 3. Id Sandy stopped short our the door. “My intrusion here may seem unpardonahly bol i, but l have a paper here which 1 tv ust will explain all,” and he extended an envel- oped note. Sandy took it and stepped to the light, at the same time tearing it open. J " Hirmphl" he muttered. “ It is from Calamity .me.‘ ‘ S) it was and written in a neat, womanly hand, with the following result: “ MR. Sunk—Please keep this gentleman in your ranch until he chooses to leave. He will pay you liberal] , and you will confer a great favor on me. He is eadwood Dick. the ex-road-agont‘, supposed by everybody to be dead. Yours. etc., “ CALAMII‘Y J ANE." " Well, welll" Sandy muttered, with rather a grim smile. "that girl certainly does not lack for assur- ance. So you are Deadwood Dick, eh?" turning to the stranger. "At your service. Calamity let me in here, with the word that it would be all right, as I wanted lodg- ing until morning. If. however. I am in your way. I‘ll seek elsewhere—" "Perfectly welcome. sir. if you can accept of my accommodation. There’s my cot yonder—~I'll fix m 3 up a bed on the floor." "I beg your pardon, but you will let me lie on the, floor. 331 am Perhaps more used‘ to it than you, aftera rough l to of two years in the heart of the gold country. Please retain your own cot, the same as if I were not here." it was accordingly so arranged, for Deadwood , Dick would have it no other way, but rolled up in a blanket and lay down near the door. Dusty Dick retired to and locked himself in his own room. and Sandy stretched himself upon the cot without un- dressing. Thls was nothing unusual with him. When he awoke in the morning, at sunrise on the mountain-tops, Dusty Dick had breakfast already on the table. “Kellol where's the road-agent?" Sandy asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes and storms about. \ “Gone an hour ago." Dick replie i, dishing: up the meat and pouring out the coffee. “ Sandy, he was a handsome fellow.“ “ Well yes, Isupposo some would call him hand- some. ‘ve read of him. and they say he‘s a wild customer." “He didn't a pear so. He was dressnd more after a civilize fashion than any one I‘ve seen here yet." "Didn't fall in love with him. I hope? The 0 ll‘ fellow has already been bored by lovecliin—a sharp. wolfisli glcuni in his eyes. Ghoul, Arkansas Alf, and he followed the spoonid torinto his rooms, without a ward, having,r eVidI-ntly int ended a visit. Once inside, the two villains, so oppos to in per- sonal appearance. confronted and gaze at each other for a moment in silence. “Well.” (lrosvcnor said. iiiterrogatively. “I cal- culate y )1! must have intended paying me a visit. since you walkedin without invitation on in part?" “ Yas, [reckon ilu-t‘s about thcr size 0‘ t ier mat» ter.“ Arkansas Alf replied. grimly, as he strcrcl'ed himself into a comfortaqu seat upon the sofa. “ S t down. sit down; don’t standthur atarin‘ like a ghoul. I want tcr talk MT ye." The spcculator sat down, first, however. bringing out a bottle of chain ngne from a huge Smatoga, and setting it upon t in center table with goblets. “ Now go on," he said. “ Precisely," Arkansas Alf implied, scratching lln‘s ‘ in t le first plm-c, l calkylme yt-‘rc a fellow from Washing- ton. wi a name sutliin like (ironcnicyer, or—" “Glosvciior—Honorable CecilUiosvenor, at your service, sir." “ Yus. I reckon thet‘s about it. Once upon u time ye bed a pal-d up wliar ye lived who stole a. haul 0‘ money an‘ lit out for parts unknown." “ Alil yes-Jake McOinbcr. oh i“ “That‘s the galoot. Wal. Jake cum West, an’ we met an‘ got tor be pals. Jukc cuts a wcazand now ‘ 'n’ then; i am known as Aikunsiiw Alf, a Ghoul—a Dai-itc 0' this wicked land 0’ Dakota. You wrote tar Jake about comin‘ tor meet ye beer, eh?" “ Yes. and got no answer.“ “ \Val, that was because Jake war down sick, so he sent me and my boys over inter ther Hills. beer, tei‘ look after yer case." I “ Ah! capital. 1 was just trying to make a strike with a road-agent mum-d Deadwood Dick, but be was too sanrtimonious for my purpose." “ \Vliutl Deadwood Dick “lire and in Whoop-Up?" tho Dnnite exclaimed his face growing tigcrisli in expression, and his eyes evill gleaming. ‘ Yes. here. i ieckon. A to low in clever disguise, calling hhnsclf such, just left as you came up. So you are ready to ecrvc in my behalf, chi" and the speculator drumde niusirgly upon the table. “Yas, I rvckon so. providin‘ yc‘ve got pluity a” tin, and will 8111'“ out liberal l've not two als tex- help me. and wt- kin do ’most unythinf; in be way of sendin‘ off sinners on a lung pi griiiiage, or kiiockin‘ over weemin nr—" “ Olil you‘ll do. no doubt, if you are anything like the Danitcs l‘ve road of. What would be your price "well. my to take a woman and strangle her, and let her be found in a conspicuous place, dlfltl r" “ \V: l. lhct llt pends suinthin‘ on her size. weight, and flghtin‘ capacity. We kin ginerally send off a. female in furst rate style Icr fifty dollars." “ hiough said; I’ll givo a hundred dollars to at- tend to thc case properly. Then I have another woman for you to hunt up and annihilate. I'll double my offer on her when she is dead. Her name here. I believe, is Mad Marie. Then there is a man whom I wish disposed of." . " Phew !" the Danite said, With a detonating whistle of surprise; " you‘re right in for layin‘ u treasures, ain‘t you? Wu], name ycr subJects, an 1‘" go ter work." ' "Not just at present." the villainous speculator said; " I am not %uite ready yet. \\ hen I am I will let you know. on can easily be found, I dale sa ." deu bet, w‘en thar's any sech a lay-out!“ the rufflan replied. rubbing his hands togetherin devilish delight. “You'll gencrnlcly find me fer thcr lookin' dowu below. Ain‘t ye goin‘ ter treat More I go?“ “ch, help yourself; it’s the prime article, you‘ll find ;” and the Danite evidently did find it so. for be drained the- bottle before he arose to depart. , “ Nothinl more ye wish, now?" “No, nothing; you can go. When I need 'you I'll Deadwood Dick on Deck. M llnmt \'/-'1 up;“ and then the Dakota Dunits took his ( vow-tum. “ l-Ix! hu 1" The-Man-from-Washington exclaimed, :‘s he heard tho outlaw descending the stairs; “things are at last working into my hands just as I wish. That fellow is a tool that can housed repeatedly without reflharpenlng, so long as he is fed on Whisky and money. Sand ’s ardw-curso her; she shall go first, and then he shnl follow. I wonder—~" He did not finish the sentence, but pulled on his gloves. donned his hat, and descended to the street, cone in hand. Lighting at ci or. he sauntered down the busy street. and finally etched up in Madame Ma'ilton‘s establishment. e madame was behind the bar. engaged in shaking dice with a dirty miner, and was lookin most royally beautiful in a suit of silk and lace, wit diamonds at her throat and endent from her ears Her bloude complexion ma e her ever fresh and lovely looking. and then her superb form greatly hizhtened her personal beaut . She looked up with a slight rown as the Honorable Cecil entered and leaned against the counter. “Well, What do you want now?" she demanded, in a tone that was not particularly inviting. “Have you come here to insult me again ?” “Hardly!” was the reply. with a bland smile; “I deserved your scorn then, no doubt, for I was in an excess of champagne. No doubt you've been there yourself. I will step into the next room and be sent- ed; when you are at liberty, please join me." Madame Minnie ho wed and the speculator on into the ng-xt room. w are she soon Joine after chewing a miner out of the drinks. She seated herself, a deal table separating her from the \Vushingtoninn. and supported her chin Eetwleen the palms of her hands as she gazed at him can . Theie were diamond rings of great value upon her fingt-rs, and the loose sleeve tolling buck to tir- elbow revealed a round fair him that was perfection in itself. “ You are the most beautiful woman I ever met!" Honorable Cecil exclaimed, involuntarily, carried away by the power of her charming presence. “ And that leads me to what i was going to say. 1 am from Washington—Honorable Cecil Grosvenor, at your service. I represent a. great deal of wealth. and I have. no wife—no heirs to all my vast estates. My life is devoid of any sunshine whatever, not having a female c impanion on whom to lavish my bound- less affection. You are a beauty and can be refined —-would make a resplendent star in the Washington social worl'lma reigning belle among belles. How fancy you the picture; how would you like to marry me, and let me take you into a paradise of love, wealth. social distinction and luxury?"a_nd the spec- ulator stopped here, and gazed adminngly at the beautiful woman in front 0 him. As for Mudume Minnie. she leaned back in her chair and laughed so boisterously that the Honor- able Cecil began to feel uneasy and got red in the assed him, ace. " You old fool 1“ she exclaimed, by an effort con- trolling er merriment, “do you suppose I'd give up this 1:10 in») life here for the sake of meshing my- self in the social miseries you depict? No! a thou- mnd times, nol I know of all the delights y u pic- nn-e, but they don‘t‘tempt me. in Washington you have well-clothed, old-enamored dummies; here, in the mines, thong ofttimes rud‘séy dressed. you cun find mm. The difl’erence is. nshington is a refln ul hell, with nothing but imps and devils for inhabitants; Whoopr) is a. to h Paradise, with now and t en n sp nk ing of ange .“ “Ah! on look on the wrong side, my dear ma- dmme. " snnot I prevail upon on to 1.003;)” I would give my thousands for sue a glorious crea- ture as you— ’ “ Enoughl I would not bind‘myselt to such a man as you for your whole weight in diamonds. l know something of life after‘ ron’zhing it‘ so long. There is only one man in all the world whom I would for a moment think of marrying." ‘ “ And he is-»?” - “ It little matters to you who. He is handsome— quality you cannot boast ob—and is all that is noble and generous. Such a man I have it in my heart to love—no other. be be king or millionaire, sir." “ That man lives in Whoop~Upi" "Since you are so inquisitive. yes." ‘ i think I know to whom you refer—he is called Sandy, hero." ' " You are n. prctt straight guesser, old man!“ Madame Minnie rep led, lighting a. cigarette and pnfling away with the utmost composure. “The man is Sandy. But. for instance. how would you like to take a bride into your Washington mirrm with a cigar in her mouth and a botvle of tarant‘ler- juice under her arm for sickness? That's the way I alwavs travel.“ “Oh, thnt would never do; you‘d have to be trnin« ed, of course. But this man Sandy—do you know what he is?" “ No; and I care not what his past has been: his firesent is irri-proachahle. Anybody . will tell you no. . . “Probably, but present good bchavior cannot blot out or atone for the nst, you know. Between you and me. Madame ajillou. that man Sandy is a former. and a felon —a nun den r .’" " Saintly a murderer? I do not believe it. Cecil grosyenor. He is no such a man as would inur- er. “ But, there's where you mistake. He is outward- ly u, mnllemnn; inwardly, a demon.“ 1"tI,w0u1d lllll my chuncos in taking him for all t m ‘ ' ' “ Humph! and find yours-elf in a tiger‘s nest. B's- sides, you could not get him—he has too exalted no— tions concerning women 1" the speculatorsnid, rising to depart. “ if, however, you think better of my proposal, you can address me at the so-cnllcd Masto- don Hptcl." “ Very well. sir; but way do not watch anxiously for any change in my ccision, or you will surely be disuppointed." The Honorable Cecil bowed, with a bland, doubt- ing: smile, and took his departure, and Madame Min- nie watched him down the street. “ Sandy a felon !“ she mused. turning her gaze in the direction of the Lightning Lode mine; "Ican- not believe it of him. This is news tome. And yon- der schemer said I could not win him. Maybe not; but we shall see—we shall see. In the meantime"—— and a. strange gleam shot into her eye-“ in the meantime, something else." CHAPTER X. 'rnu snow FALLS a'r LAST. SANDY was working away in the mine, when one of his men a. preached him with a note in his hand. “ An 01 cuss gave it to me, sir!" he said. bowinr‘, Q‘ and sad give it ter Sandy; so I reckon as et must be er you.‘ - Sandy took the note and retired to a niche where alight was burning, and there opened the note. It was written in a neat business hand, slizhtly femi- nine some of the letters were, and run as follows: “ Skunk—Look out for the Washingtonian chap. Grosvenor, who stops at the Mastodon. He tried to hire Deadwood Dick to shoot you, but did not make a success of his intentions. He is a. double-dyed vll« lain, and will. no doubt. try some other villainous plan, as he seems desirous of getting rid of you." This was all, there beiirgg no signature. A faint smile of contempt wrest the miner's mustached mouth as he thrust the note into his vest pocket. “ So the old vi or really means business, does he?" he muttered, as 9 went back to his work. “ Well. let him proceed. Even if he kills me, the world wouldn’t mourn on log A?) He worked the day out. and went home at early dusk. The cabin door was closed but unlocked, and he opened it and entered. Dusty Dick'was sitting at the table with his head bowed upon his arms. crying—as Sandy could see that the slight form was tremblin with emotion. He put away his pick, pouch an rifle, and ap- proaclwd the table. “ Whatl crying. Dick? What‘s gone wrong?“ he said. laying one browned hand 11 on the flossy curls of the youth. " Has any one mo csted you?" There was no answer except‘a low moan from Dick for several minutes; then be raised his face to Sandy, such a tearful, agonized expression upon it, as the miner had never before seen. “Oh! Sandy, I thought you were never coming. and got so trigntened.‘ “ At what, dear?“ and the miner‘s tone was tender and sympathizmg as be bent over this disguised pardnel‘ of his, Whom be was growing unconsciously fondor of each day as the autumn days wore dream- ily hv. “ Who or what could give you affright?” “Oh! Sandy, it is the one man in all the world ‘whom I most fear—my encmyl Helms arrived, and found me. I was sitting in the doorway wh. n he assed, and he shook his clinched hand at me. God news how I ever got in here and shut the door—l ; do not. It seemed as it all objects were reeling round and around me.“ “You poor child." and for the fimt time Sandy seated himself close beside her. “ I pity you from the bottom of my heart, forit is a sin that one so young in: life as you should know the meaning of the word trouble. It is coming to the point that you are to be found out, and 1—" . “Dishonored.” Dick replied. dryirg her eyes. “God forbid. I will fl , and then maybe my enemy will follow and mur er me, and these people of Whoop-Up Wlll never know that you were harboring a woman.“ “ Nol not You shall not- think of leaving my prop tection. I have been your protector so far—I‘ll see you snfglthrough. Who is the villain who is molest- uu 'ou ' . " is name is Cecil Grosvenori" I ‘;"Wha.ti that inhuman wretch? :e ' " Yes. Cecil Grosvcnor. Can it be possible that you. too, know him?" ’ , “Knowhim? He is the bitterest for I ever had or have 10-day. It was to murder me that he hunted me u here in Whoop-Up.“ r “ ten Heaven help you. (or he will surely carry out his object unless you fly. It was to escape death at his hands that I came oi! here into this wild coun- By Heaven! not “What are you to him, Dick," the miner asked. “ that he should want to kill you?” , ‘ “I cannot tell you now—sometime. maybe. you shall hear my story. To tell you that the ever-ruiin curse. money. is the main object is quite sufficien . ~ What is the cause of his enmity against you 9” “It is a bitter story, Dick; i would rather not tackle it now. for I get stormy when I .tell it. But. as you say. you shall hear it sometime. -I never try tothink of it. for It makes me less than a man“ ‘ltis 'enough that Good Grosvenor isan enemy to both of us. and his enmity means evil. I shall make you, it al: Marry me. and we will leave this place by the next stage for California. where we can bury ourselves out of the reach of this man. 1' am rich. r and you shall never want for the comf rts of .a home. or the protection of a strong arm. It is use- " rim for me to tell you love you with a whole heart _' wyou must have seen this in my past actions. Will» w; you do it, Did! i” ‘ ‘ ,w was the sobér replvutinped mm . 0. an y spdnesé; “ l alumni. It you do not sh to hurt my feelings—i! you do love. me as you say you do— ‘please never allude to the suhject in ' “ t Dick!" and the miner. turned away. Al :1 s'gguid Deadwood Dick on Deck. mcnt. “But you will at least let me be your teeter as heretofore?” -' ' "UnlcssI had bt-st leave the place to escape _ foe; then how could you cxlcnd your kindness?" “You shall not no; you must stay with mo, and I will fight both of our battles.“ He stood before her a glorious love—lurid shining in his eyes, ,his arms folded iii-loss his massive Cht'St --stood there looking so grand and noble before the woman he loved of all others— the woman whom he dared not speak to of love. or in id to his mnnly hr: est for one wild ecstatic mum-m. ‘fWeii said and done. randy!" u cool. familiar vome Lxclalmcd. and the slaltlcd yards looked around to behold Calamity me standing just within. the room. leaning idly against lu-r rifle, hav- ing evxdentiy been a spectator for rmnr linu'. ‘ You are a noble mun. Sandy, and I respect you the more for this." “ You here. giril“ tho miner exciain‘ied, almost .harshly. “ You come and go like a how ring spirit. How did you get in?" ‘ “I came in close behind you, and mm closing of the door answered for both of usi" Calamity rc- plird. with a chuckle. " And why?" I " Berausel wanted tor talk wi‘ ye. Didn‘t expect I “hat I saw; or I should hcv Waltt‘d. You needn't feel confused, though, nor vvm d for I reckon. I'm 11 bout the only friend you'll have in Whoop-Up, di-' l'ectly. ‘lesx it’s Deadwood Dick." " Why so?“ i “ Becauseh—weii. you see. thet old chap from Wash- ington, who ye was jut talkin‘ about, has got the report Spv'et‘d that ye’re not (‘oin’ titer i‘nir shake—- that Dusty Dick, hero. is a gal—that you’re au-oii‘in sheep‘s clothin'——that you are a mi away forgtr nu’ i‘elon—an' so forth. an’ so forth. So ut‘s gt in; to, mil down hard on the honor ye‘ve built up lime in \‘hoo -Up, you see." . San y walked around the room a couple ri’ limos, abstractediy; then throw himself into a chair and bowed bisiu'ad in his hands. The. blow had been struck—the wry blow that he had been dreading cw r since Dick came. ‘ it had Struck bun in a spot more suscrptihie r-i’ be- ' inz wounded than any other compmu-nt par-t ofhim- self—his honor. as a man. ' I , A» "You are sure of this?" he asked. looking up. af- ter a painful Silence. “ You (il‘i' sure i“ “So sure that Iaccept the reports o'my tars. , Every gnioot on the strret has got his mouth full o'z’, ' " it. I kinder trigpetl the result, awhile azo: towiny I ‘ traced the report ler ets source—the Honorable Cecil ~r Grosveuur from Washington. ' . ‘ ' Tiger: was a short silence, then Sandy again s o e: .- P'Calamit . youllave shown a friendly disposition. '1 Eoiwafidius shape first we met, and I believe you are a r on i r l l l ' ‘ “ And you jest bet er boots on crusandiri" Was/ the reply in the girl s grim way. . "Mrs along. Sandy, i got, some very foolish n’otiona into my head ! about you but a. lvetle bit a 0. while I u or 12 ohm 5s. ‘ ter thet scene. 1 crushe out them thoughts-a— ground ’em under my hei-l. an’ ye can sec tin-r print 0’ a number three in the_tioor. back yonden-hy the -_‘ donr. Now, I am your friend.” _ . As she sgoke. the wild irl stood gazing ntvtho floor. as if t inking. even w ile speaking. and the e was a stran e mourntul rin ,to her wive- whic ' ,Sandy could ut interpret. '1‘ ie sudden bright look ‘ that mantind her countenance the next inomi ti hammer, was a relief to him andvalso to Dusty Di k. who stood leaning against the table watchingme): rival with burning gaz». - _ - r > ~ . ":Itfsaii right now Sandy " Calamity. Jane; said. .. smut-twain; , 1 r g . your . s i on. though \she may deny it: so at ‘ ye 'kin hitch cc .3 together; it's much better.“ . ' - ‘betray his emotion andydiuppoint- , »" You are a brave-hearted,ng girl, Janiei"Sandr V» , / Deadwood Dick on Deck. considerably afl’ected. ” and I scarcely know .' to thank you for your self-sacrificing confidence. ever i have an evaportunity to repay you. I shall assuredl do so. Wi you not tell us your story that we may ow you the otter?" “No! nol" and a fierce expression for an instant made the rlish face grow savage. “ Not now. Sometime will. You may have heard the varying stories about me, and may wonder why I lead tlus wild life of mine. Before I let up with et. I‘ve got a mm [a kill—one of the basest vilcst wretchos upon God's fair earth. For years I have been waiting for himtocome here and at last he has come. it is only a matter of time, now, till I kill him." " Surely you would not commit murder, girl?“ “Nol not murder—I‘ll wait tel he tackles me, then I‘ll shoot him in self-defense, ou seel" and a strings.l vengeful laugh escaped er lips. "You dgn‘t mow the extent of my wrongs or you‘d say s oot, o." “Probablyl” Sandy re lied; then after a moment —“ what would you adv se me to do, in the. event of what you have told us? Whoop-Up will evidently be too hot for us.“ “Don’t mind anything about it. but go along at your work just the same as before. If you are quizzedor pointed out, don't give ‘em enny satisfac- tion. 'le 5 et comes ter insult; then use yer revol- ver- in earnest. Stay and fight it out by all men. is. To leave. now. would be an acknowledgment of shame and uilt." "Very we , I will stay then, and fight it out. If they get me roused——-'-‘ “They'll find a ti er. you bet," Calamity re lied. enthusiastically. “ ood for you! If they wor { too cluss, kc? ‘em at a distance, and remember that you have riends near. You. Dusty Dick, can show your hand ter help vou ard, an’ you wanfier do it. Good;by; you can look or me again. at most any time. ‘ She then took her rifle and left the cabin, asquick- lyi as she had come, leaving Sandy and Dusty Dick a )ne. Outside. in the long. brilliantly lit street of the town. the surging, restless crowd had divided more into groups, and were eagerly discussing this hit of news with which the town had become afflicted. All believed Sandy to be a scam!) and hypocrite. for Cecil Grosvenor had spread his seed Wide and thick. so that it should take root. No one ventured to stop or breach the subject to I ’Calamity Jane; they knew her too well of old, to think of laying her against one she liked. She met Cecil Grosvenor near the Mastodon and stopped him in’his evening walk, by stepping direct- in his path. "See herel“ she said. pulling a revolver from her belt, and showing it under the astonished Washing- tonian’s nose —“ you old wretch, do you know what I'ves mind to do?” “Don‘t! don‘tl put down the weapon—what do you mean, girl?“ he gasped. changing from red to white in a twinkling. “ 0 you hear? put down the won on!” . “ o! I won‘t do anything of the kind, you cow- ard l" J one declared, coolly. “Ain't ye a sweet s ecimen o’ a hypocritical nul- nnce, tor call yoursa f Honorable So-an‘-So? I've a notion ter put a bullet clear through your head. Old man, do you know that you played a sham deal against Sandy?" An express on of devilish satisfaction came onto Elli: lspeculator’s countenance, and he chuckled m y. “It was my trum card. you see!" he replied. “It struck home we l. I see. judging by the discus- sion in the streets. I did the town a favor by ex- posing a disgraceful nuisance l“ " Look out you imp o‘ Satan." and the hammer of one of Csiamity’s No. 82‘s came back one notch; “ef ye go ter brazgin’, I’ll make further breathin on your part a thing 0‘ the past. I stopped ter tell ye that you’re an old villain. an’ if you try any more of your games you're a dead man. Do you hear?“ ‘ \ 'hat business is it to you that you interferm" Gro‘svenor sneered. eying the ’dare-devll girl sav- s e . “ ou’li find out ef ye play another trick against that man. Sandy. He’s my partic’lar friend, an‘ 'twixt me an‘ Deadwood Dick, he'll be taken keer f an‘ don’t ye forgit it." ’I‘hen the girl passed on. CHAPTER II. IN m amass—smov‘s Darnxsa—nus'rr D10! eons] 0mm Jana had not been gone half an hour, when there was a sharp Indian-like whoop, and a band of horsemen dashed out of the blackness of Canyon Gulch into Whoo rUp's single street. There were upward ofvseventy- ve of the outlaws, all well- mounted and armed. and masked—a reat crowd they appeared, as they rode yelling and ootin into lthfii town, firing, and with deadly efl’ect, righ and e . “ Road-a ntsl road-agents!" rung the yell of the surprised ownspeople and miners; “hurrah! to arms! sweep the dogs out of existence!" '1' is cry was spread universally from one end to the other of the ion street—was caught up b near- ly every tongue, an everything that was to e had in the shape of a weapon was seized by the crowd that sprung to the place of battle. And a battle in earnest it was to be. The road- ents had evidently come into the town with the inte tlon of cleaning it out. small, com ar- utively though they were in numbers; they ma. e a stand near the center of the town, and fought fierce- ly with carbines and revolvers. - Every shot they fired told disastrouslyu on the ranks of the rose ute defenders for a time: at en- couraged by the fearless fighting of old Bullwhacker and his Regulators, the crowd ress»d fiercely in upon the road-agents, determin ly, firing a terrible volley of bullets into their ranks. Of all the de- fenders in that desperate conflict, none did more ex- cellent service than the much-clothed leader of the Regulators, old Bullwhacker. He stood at the front, with a large pair of army revolvers in his clutch, flrine continually, until they were em tied; then his Evans repeater came into hand. an sent forth a deadly stream of fire wreathed lead. The man was wonderfully cool while others were yelling and excited around him, and many a poor fellow dropped deed. while he stood calmly in the midst of the aflray his garments seemin to turn aside the gen 11y bullets that hissed like lig tning—haii through e a r. v ' On—on waged the battle. the road-agents fighting like devils for victoryl the defenders imitating their example, to save their property and emulate their bravery. It was warfare in dead earnest—bullet for bullet. blood for blood. Sandy left his cabin when he heard the cry, and stood for a moment outside of the door, listening and watching the crowds that went past. “‘What is it, Sandy?" Dusty Dick asked. coming to the; Idiom; “ why are all the men rushing up the s11 c ‘ , “There’s an attack from the rosd~agents," Sandy repliedl drawing his pair of revolvers. and revolving the cyhnderto see that all the cartridges were right. “I reckon it‘s my duty to take a hand, too. if there‘s fighting to be done. Those rui‘lianly outlaws need to he killed, and now’s the proper chance. Go back in the shanty. and don’t admit any one except they give a cough and a rap." ' “ But. you may get wounded or killed l” Dick gasp- ed. in alarm. ‘~ How much would you care if I did/get toppled own" the miner demanded. almost fiercely as he Wheeled and confronted her, gazing strangely into the disguised face and beautiful eyes. l “Very, ve much!“ was the re 1 ; “but 0: on may be needrgd.“’ p y g y Sand obeyed and strode rapidly up the gulch. The fig ting was just around the bend, but when he got there the last shot had been fired; the road- agents had broken from the wail of humanity, and were dashing down the canyon at mad ape-ed, moun- tainward. It would have been next to useless to have pursued them, for are the pursuers could have not to their horses, the desperadoes were out of sight in the niifiit‘s gloom, which reigned he-yond where the Iig ts of the town reflected. And, besides, thrrcwns onou 'h to attend to on the scr-ne of battle, whore full t ree~scoro lay bleeding, either dead. dying. or wounded. Among this number, two-thirds Wt re townspeople or miners; of the road-agents only one man was found alive. and by Old Bullwhncki-r's order he was immediater strung up to a limb and paid the earthly penalty of his crimes. Fifteen were killed outright of the deft-odors. but, as it turned out, they were men wi'hout families. 0! the rest Who were more or less wounded, only three afterward died. Deadwood Dick on Deck. Was such aulisastrous battle with road-agents r«*- t ported hero in the East? Probably not; for tho Associated Pross dis atches have never yet ly-vn known to report one-t ird of the crimes orcasualties that occur in tin~ wild land west of the Missouri. Yot the above battle did occur, with the result we have chronicled. It was rather a doubtful victory on tho-part of the Whoovapites; yet they were in a measure jubilant over it. Ever care was otl‘ered the suffering and wounded: lSandy lmsclf made hold to step forward and pro- pose a purse for burying thoso who did not have sufficient money. liberally offering to donate fifty dollars. The men looked at each other. and then at the handsomeI minor, who had within this day been dia- honored in their eyes. One then stepped forward, a grim expression upon his face. “I ruth r calcylate we. don‘t nono o‘ us want none 0' yor money. Mr. Sandy!" ln- said, with a glancc- to ace that the crowd approved of his words. " “‘e kin accept o‘ yor proposal an' do tlu- liftiu‘ among us. You‘d bettr-r keen 'er money l’er that leotl-u critter we've got corralcr down at yur shanty: it‘ll t‘lliKP‘!'fl; l ycr spare cash tcr keep scch as her a- o n g “Look out!“ and the yellow-haired miner ad- vanced a pace nearwr, his face anl eyosflaming. “Hint if you dare that on 'thinz is wrong botwei-n me and myopard, and I‘ll reak every bone in your acoursed dy!" "I reckon we don‘t chaw back what we say, pil- grim. My name is Bulldog Brown, at yi-r s-irvice, au’ of ye want anything 0‘ me, jest sail in. We do pre- sume ter say that yer pard, Dusty Dick. is a woman, an‘ a rusty hy ocritp you be to~“ The follow d (in‘t finish the sentence, foNlie mincr fiercely lea ed upon him, and with a tremendous blow, whic would have staggered an ox, felled the brute to the earth. Then be bounded back, one of his revolvers cocked and ready in either hand. “ Now, then. wlicre’s the wretch who wants to re- at the insult? I‘ll lay him out in stiller shape than did this fool!“ he cried, glaring around, for he was terribly angered. There was an angry murmur in the crowd, and a general motion toward rushing upon the m'ner; but ‘it was not to come to battle, for at this juncture a man stepped forward with a pair of revolvers in hand. and stood alongside Sandy. It was none other than the Regulator. Old Bullwhacker. Ho waved back the crowd. and they stopped at his broken, for no man had over won such a popularity in Whoop- Up in so short a time as the much-clothrd un- known. "Hold! stop!“ he cried. in a clear, ringing Wilco; “ the first galoot who moves a step ag‘in‘ this minor ‘ hand. 21' will directl aftcrbe a dead man. Let there be no more bloo shed. There‘s been enough, ( 0d knows. Sandy did pvrfcctly right in knocking yonder nasty~ tomrucd hrum down for insultin‘ him as ho did. “As tor ther ard, I‘ll stika my pile she's all square. of Dusty ick he a woman.’ “ An‘ I. too; an‘ I‘ll lick thundrr out 0‘ any chap in the crowd as says she ain‘t l“ crii‘d a ringing voice; then came a Comanche-like whoop, and Calamity Jane bounded into the scene. immediately the five men left out of Bullwhack- 1'r‘S band, an several others, steppe-d ovr r to tho Rl-gulator‘s side This was the stran that broke the canwl‘s hack, and the crowd broke u and dispt-rsed. Calamity wont over to where Sam y was restoring his ri-voivers to Us belt. "One card in our favor,“ she said. with a low laugh. “You di handsome, but you should have , shot a couple of the cusses to show them yo warn‘t afraid. That's ther only way to git along out hayr. See what a change my contin‘ made; tht-y knmu-(l I‘m business clean through. Look out for ‘cm, for :iuiy‘lll ‘try you a lick again. Now, go home and go o )H . ' “ Not until Ihm'e thanked you and these who have defended nn-i“ Sandy said. wam‘Jv gt aspiug hrr “ i already owe you much— ow can 1 (“01' repay you?" " Once I might have been unmaidonly enough to have named a rcward, but that is past. I don‘t ex- port to 1:: t any—mover!“ She turned away abiugtly, but not before Sandy had caught a glisten in er e on which he knew to be tears. He was tempted to ollow hon-then came the picture of Dusty Dick in his imagination, and he resisted. He kindly expressed his thanks to Old Bullwhack- er and the others who had so bravely Htt‘ppcd ovor to his defense; then strode up the street toward his cabin with n on rriage as haughty as any kimr. Madame Minnie Iiiujilton ha seen him gonp to pin in tln- affray. and stood in her doorway “alch- ing, as'he came along with free. i-lustig stridrs'. ‘I was so afraid that you would get hurt. Sandy," she said. in an anxious tone. “I just heard that they made an attack upon you—how was it?“ “ They cast insulting slurs. and l ri-tnliutrd by knockin one down. vakon I should have not the worst 0 it. but for the intt-rrenl ion oflCnlaniily Julie and Bullwhacker;“and the miner laughed as if he shouldn’t have cared. “I wish I had been able to have come to your res- cue. Sandy. Come inside a few moments.’ “ What for?" “ I wish to give you counsvl." “ I have had plenty, Ihanks." “No—but come in: Iwish to speak to you con- cerning—w ell something of vital im ortance." Sandy hesitated a moment, then to lowed the bean- tiful blonde intoalittle room which shousml asa nrlor. adjoining the dance-house. llcre ho accep- ed a seat. and she also seated herself directly oppo- site him. across the little deal table. A flood of light from a lamp chandelier, falling upon her fair head and fl alures and bored wh to shoulders—for she was in a magnificent costunn—- had an additional effect of increasing her wondrous beauty: she knew it perhaps full as wcll as the n.an before hr-r and at on one of the fascinating smiles she knew so well) how to manage. After a moment of hesitation, she turned to Sandyzl “ Did it evi-r comeunder your notice. Sandy. ihata woman has not that control over her feelings, which is peculiar to men?" she asked, looking shyly into his eyws. “ if so. you will not think bad of me for what I am to say to you. Sandy, I love you!" ' “ What: you. whom I have not met a dozen timel —»yml love me?" the minor exclaimed. starting vio- lently, astonishment (li‘plc'i'll upon his face. " Yrs, I. You are astonishm —nmrly dinnfound- nth—yet. stilliyou survive between the siege of three madly idolatroul loves." 82 Deadwood. Dick on Deck. “Ehl how do you mean?" “ I mean that three women in this very town adore you—worshipryou as being the-only erfect man in the mines. irst of all is Dusty Dic , who has got you into all this trouble in the eyes ogfyour friends; secondly, ranks that eccentric dare-dc lgirl, Calam- ity Jane. She probably loves you in the fiercest, most intense manner. I fill the third place myself. I am beautiful. and of a generous, impulsive nature ——the very woman suited to you. I have money. in- dependent of yours. I have brought you in here to ask you to marry me. Earlier to-day Cecil Grosve- nor proposed and-I refused him. I wantyou. Sandy —wi I you take me?“ “No,” the miner said. with emphasis, us he arose to dep’tl‘t. “When I we t a wife I shall do the pick- ing and proposing myself." “Very well. It you don‘t want me. I shall not be flflended. Maybe you’ll change your mind. you now." “ Yes, maybe,“ Sand replied, with a low. sarcas- tic laugh. as he left t e saloon. Somehow he was out of sorts tonight—especially with such as the b :witching Madame Minnie. But h~ was not prepared for the discovery that aw-i‘te 1 him on His return to “ head-quarters,“ as he cullerl his shanty. The door was 0 en~the candle. was burning upon the table. but usty Dick Wis gun. .’ Yes. gone; but whn‘e? In some alarm the miner began to search nroun l the shanty. Nothing which had been Dick‘s \V“l,l missing except his rifle and ammunition. Hu-l be gone purposely. or had he been abduci'x l for murderous purpose by the instrumentaiity o.’ Cncil Grosvouor‘! 1 up, you know," Bronson replied. For a morue it hn stir) l in the c ~nter of the cohin. ‘ and tried to dz". - ly feeling crept (M :r him, and step ing out into the open air. helackevl the door after im. ' The crowds in the street were the same as at the brightest hour of day, only a little noisier. if any- thing. The music from the neighboring dance- houses, the shouts of drunken roughs the joiting rumble of incoming stages. were a few of the sounds that servei to make the night hideous. In vain San'ly rdanced around in hope of catching some glimpse 0 Dusty Di -k. Nowhere was the youthful pard to be seen among the throngs that sur at y. e was still standing. undecided what to do. when he henrda w=li-knowu whistle, and Calamity Jane came u . with 8. flourish. “He! oi what are you looking so dawn in the month about, Sandy?" was the sniutation. “You look as if you‘d lost your best friend?“ “So' I have. girl—one of them. Dusty Dick is one! ’ “ Gone? the deuce. you sayl“ “ Yes. gone I just returned, to fine the shanty empty." " She‘s around town somewhere, no doubt, and ‘11 be back directly." "No, i think not. Iln- rib and ammunition are both gone. Either all». h '3; l aft. l) rctuse 'of the dis- covery and talk. or has ‘JC 3.11.0.1u4L8d; which. I can- not determine." “ Et‘s the former." Calimit said. instantly. “To spare you further trouble, s c has pulled out. I wouldn‘t hev done it if it had been me, but she hasn't had the experience, you know." “ Has any stage left town within the last hour!" “ No. Why? Will you hunt'after her?" " Most assuredly." “Don’t do it. Give the matter into my hands. I know the mountains andplaoesbest. Go on at ur work: don‘t worry if you don‘t see me in t e am!“ CHAPTER XII. nuaoucsr. WAN saver-man. I A 80 Sandy went back to his shanty and passed a .uo in his mind which. buts. ion -- , sleepless night. for he was much troubled concern- ing the strange disappearance of Dick 0n the following morning he arose late. and after breakfasting ugon some cold meat, went to the mine known in 1hoop-Up as the Lightnin r Lode. it was a huze inter-mountain cavern, w icn had entrance through a narrow tunnel, only large enough for the passage of a mule and a single car. Inside there were many sections of the cavern where the rock was pierced with dark shafts and long passages. huge pillars supporting the ceiling of rock here and there. All this great work had been accomplished by drilling and giant powder. and the rich quartz rock was drawn bv dump loads out to the breaker and crusher in the gulch. At the entrance 10 th» mine Sandy met his sup ~r- intendent, a man of forty years, mide Bronson. “ Well, has everything gone right?" he asked, pausing a moment. " No; on the contrary, everything has gone wrong," Bronson replied, dubiously. “The mm. all but three or four. came and got their wages: nu hour ago. declining to work in your employ my longer. “Hum hi I expected it," Sandy replied. with a faint sml e. “ Let the fools go if they choos; D! you share their vu-ws of the matter?" " Well, n—no; but I'd kind 0‘ like to See it cleared “Don‘t know as "t 'n lix'v‘S so much difference. but then—“ " You shall Almow all in time. I was simply pro- “ wing a woman whom I found in distress. from the ~n-utzil villainy of a wretch who is in this ver town Y-w- lay. 'l‘hc disguise she had adopth when found .l ~r-—l only added a few finishing touches." “ Very well. Sandy. I accept the explanation and believe you. I‘ll tell the few men remaining. it would be better if you were to make this explana- tion general." “ I don‘t choose. Let it be found out without any interference. I crave no man‘s friendship.“ “What shall we do about more men IO work the mine?“ “ Stick out a lacard: ‘ More miners wanted at $2 50 per day.’ hat will fetch 'em. I was thinking of raising their wages tin other day. Be sure to hire none of the old gang. as new hands will answer better. I think." 0 And accordingly Bronson stuck out a placard in a conspicuous place: “ \Vm‘rnn——Twelve or fifteen new miners to replace deserters at the Lightning Lode. $2.50 .per day. Apply at once to the Superintendent.“ / This card caught the eye of Honorable Cecil Gros- venor, as he was returning on his handsome bay mare from a morning gallop down thn canyon. "The very opportunityfor ending the game!" and a‘ cruel. malignant smile came upon the sinister countenance or‘ the speculator as he grasped the thought. -“ I have the very plan in my mind. too. Iggy first work is to hunt up the Danite. and instruct m.‘ He gallope'i on to the livery. dismounted and hur- ried on to the Mastodon. a few doors away. 0 i search. he found Arkansas Alf in a rear room drink- ing wine and fleecing s. Texan border at cards. At Grosvenor’s mO'ion. he threw u the game. and they’went to the bar-room where t ey wererwon- the occupants of a stall, which was one of a doien which flanked a' side of the a artment. “ Weali” the Danite nterrogated. leaningvhis' arms upon the'tahle.‘ and gazing grimly attho aching- tonian. “ What's the lip?" , “ Nothing in particular: except that I am readyto have you go to work; ' You know where the m nine Lode m‘lne is?" “Becker: 1 do." “ And theman, Sandy!" “ Snrt'in sure.’ “Well, ’w' is the man I want put out of k.. uu .r‘rr -—— "My" . . r $42.. 3 -$ Deadwood Dick on Deck. . 23 Here is my plan. He has advertised for new work- men. You must go and make an application for a job, for you and our pants. Work cheap. and ask to b-.‘ allowed to s eep at night in the mine. At night you must work silently and cautiously. Charge every available place heavily with giant powder, all to be connected with one long main fuse. This you must run around the base of tlu- hill to where you can hide in the bushes. Be at your stand to-mor- row, just before noon. When the hands of your watch point to ten minutes of twelve, listen and you will hear a gun ri-port—then light the fuse, mount yourhorsu. and get safely into the mountains. I will he at the junction of the Deadwood and (i sslin trails. when you get there, and you shall haven. round hundred for your work." . " Ki-crcctl I‘m your huckleberry. you bet, Shall i go now?" the Danite asked. "Yesmako haste. and scour“ a job if possible. You'll find powdervnough for your purpose in the mine. Make everything surcm—uml remember I am not to be mentioned in the. matter.“ “ Very well, boss. What about ther two feminines ye s oke of?" “ ne of them I hear has escaped. i shall make no effort to secure her, as she will probably be, broung back by curiosity. The other Woman, Mad Marie, lknow nothing about, further than that she is in this vicinity. You will lawn to rely upon your detective. abilities to find her." “ I‘ll keep an eye out. Thet cha ), Deadwood Dick is a-goiu' ter take my i-ye. for tiar's five hundre dollars or more on his head, which I’d love ter tia- er. ' g The ruman then took his departure. He went to the mine, accompanied by two rufiianly-loolcing as- sol-iates, named Fletcher and Kniiurove, and hired out. to Superintendent Bronson, with permission to Mine in the mine. and protect it‘from being robbed during the night by outside parties. Calamity Jane, later that dav, left the town. and riding up the gulch. turned off among the mountains, through a dark, lonesome ravine, through the bot- tom ot‘ which a small crw-k dashed noisily, and where but little of the light of day over penetrated. She was mounted upon her thoroughbred cavuse, which had few rivals in the Hills. and well armed with a sixteen-shot Winchester rifle. and a brace of holster revolvers, besides those she wore in her belt. Every bit of a mountain knight she looked. as she rode along. scanning everything around her with a sharp game. ‘ , The further she went the route continued in the ascending. and winding up into the heart of the mountain wilderness. Suddenly she drew rein“ and listened intently. Ahead of her. around an abrupt bead, came clear and sharp the ringing thud of hoof-strokes—thon a fierce shout that echoed around the hills, with cl'ng« in; reverberations. ‘Hello! some one coming this way, I reckon!" Calamity muttered, wheeling her horse to one side, just behind a clump of manzinta bushes. "Either red-skins or road-agents, l predict, after some lone llgrim.‘ p She had not long to wait to learn that her prophecy was correct. A single horseman came dashing around the bend, with his horse running at full speed, while sitting with face backward. he was grasping a rifle in his hands. ready for use. ‘ He managed to retain his seat With as much ease as though he occupied a fronting position. which evinced superior horsemaaship. From her position, Calamity could do no more in the way of a glance than to make him out as a young man—his face she could not see. Nearer and nearer he came; then a hand of five mounted horse- man burst into view around the bend. yelling like so many Comanche red-skins. They were road—agent!) and some of Deadwood Dick‘s hand all armed with carbines of \\ Inchester pattern. an Wore in hot pursuit of the l"ll(' fugitive, whose easy riding so attracted Calamily's admira- tion, that she wheeled her cayuse out into ttu- ravine with a ringing shout. “ Let ‘em havv. “grim—ng et to ‘cm m:-- Him-s, uu’ l'll buck ye! iurral hou up thnr. you imps o' Satan. ft-r ef ye buck ag‘in‘ Calamity Jane yer bound ttr get snagged ag‘in‘ an earthquake!" The words were loud enough to bc‘hcard by iur~ suers and pursued; thT-n tln- girl dare-de\'ilr:,ist~(1 her rifle to ier shoulder, and Srllt a lcndm (h ath- dis atch with nnerring aim into the road agents, lill iug one outright. and wounding a horse. Seeing that he was reinforced. the fugitive opened fire. also dropping one of the dcspt-radoes from the saddle, although the wretch was only wounded. Three others were left, and they came on with furi- ous oaths and curses. boating their animals with the carbines to increase their speed, and thcn thing wildly. One chance hullut struck the fugitivv's animal :n the ear, and enetrated to the brain. Illelnliil) ti 0 poor brute egan to stagger, then stumbled and dropped dead a few feet from where (‘alamity hard tnken her stand. Luckily the rider was li'rllill'Hl, and he leaped lightly from the saddle, ant CSt’zqmd injury. At he same instant Calamity‘s rifle agnin cracked twice in succession and each uncrring lvllllvi du p- ped its man, either (lead or w: undcd. from tl'r sud» (lle. Seeing that he now had no chance, the Ft urin< ing outlaw turni'd his horse abruptly mound and took the back trail, urging his anima in mud des- peration. with both spur and voice. Bound to finish the victory. Calamity flu-d the remaining tl-ii-Im u cartridges in her i'( llt‘nif‘l‘, Lut only succeeded in wounding him, as he disappvnrt d from VlL'W. Then are turned tn the rescued fugitive. who was standing by his tlt'lul horse, and gazing at her in ad. miration and wonder. lie was a man of some five-and-twenty years. uith supple. ,handsomc form. and a light. jovial fut-e. which, while it ossessed no particular beauty, was a good-nature y good-looking face, with 11'!“ it features, dark brown eyes and hair. and a slip” dark mustache. He was attired in i'itizv-n‘s ":il'll, and armed with a rifle and a pair of revolvm‘s, Clearly. he was astonished at his sudd» n i‘t'Ft-l‘e, for he stood gazing at Calamity as it‘ she were some- thing more than mortal. And she laughed in lli‘l‘ cor-l way, as she crossrd one shapely limb upon the neck of her horse, am: it‘- turned the stare in genuiiw Black Hills fashion. “ Guess you war purty nigh at out glml to g1 l nu‘nv frum them agents. pilgrim, Vi urn‘t ye?“ she demand- ed, at len .h, while she lit a cigarette. “Inde-e I was!“ the man replied, with enthusi- asm. “ I’ve had all the road-n out ex erienct- i care for, since I‘ve. been fighting t e devi s for the lust half. hour. There were twelve of the follows wlu n they commenced the chase. a couple of miles back." "An' ye dropped ‘em all. eh?" “ All but the hree you fetched down and the tri- low that escaped." "\\'al,.then, you‘re a brick—that's all! Couldn‘t a-done better myself. Reckon you‘re a fresh 'nn in these diggiu‘s, eh?“ “I am. i only arrived at Deadwood yesterday, and, purchasing a horse, s<-t out for a ride to \Vliooy - Up wherever that may be, having no idea that the distance wa so great. But. excuse me, plcurv, you‘re a woman. are you not?“ “Well. yes, I reckon I am in flesh, but not in spirit 0’ late 'ears. Ye see. they kind 0‘ got. matters (ii:- comfu dled w‘cn I was created. an‘ I turned out to be a gal instead of a man, which I ought to 110v been." , “ Indeed! There is something in your face which reminds me of a girl I used to know six years rim. before i went East, from Denw r. Y. but is 3n ur name. nus-am ?" Deadwood Dick on Deck. “ Calamity J an», at yer service.“ “ What! Janie was my little swec‘ heart’s name i" the stranger exclaimed, drawing nearer. “ It can< not be that you are indeed Jennie Forrest—the same I once knew! She left Denver for Virginia City a couple of years after, since when I have never heard a word from her.“ “ Yes, I am J ennie—she that was Jennie Forrest,“ Calamity replied, slowly. “ But who can you b .’ ’ “I am Oh trley Davis—don‘t you remember me? Six years ago, on your sixti-enth birthday, you pro- mised to wait for me and become my wife!" “ You Charley Davis?“ tlr-girl vxclaimed, delight- edly; “ then thar‘s m paw—grab it! I'm glad to seo vou as a h‘ar is to ug a human." 8 stranger eagerly accepted the proffered hand and shook it warmly. whi e be gazed adiniriugly into the face of the girl-scout. “You have greatly changed, Jennie, but it is for the better, excepting your attire. Why dress thus, when the attire of your own sex is more becoming?" “Idon't allow ye ken beat men’s togs much fer handy locomotion an' so forth, an‘ then, ye see. I'm as big a gun among the men as any of '<-rn. An‘ ef ye're gom‘ to Whoop-Up, let m2. advise yo in one respect: snatch off that ii‘iled shirt, an‘ put on a flannel or caliker. Reckon thele set you up as a swell of ye war ter if in thet way." “Oh, l’ll run all t o risks. But, Janie, i-m‘t your attire rather unmaidunly, considering yoursox?” " Maidenly—unmaidonly!" Calamity muttered. staring hard at him. " Charley Davis, “lien you left me. with a betrothal kiss clinging to my lips, I was a maiden, and as modest as they make ’cm. But ter- rible chan '63 have come since then. I am now a world‘s dare-devil, people say. Ask me'nothiug. for I shall tell you the same measure—nothing. In Whoop-Up—this trail takes on there, by turning to your left at the canyon be ow—in \Vhoop‘Up you may by chance hear all that the world knows of the stxfiiryd ’ Go —hear, and then you will not be sur- p s i . ‘ She s oko with a fierce earnestness that was thrillt lug, am then drew up her bridle reins as if to go. ‘ Hold on] shall we not meet again. Jennie?“ Davis exclaimed. anxiously.U very Soon. I hog; ” “ Probably as I‘m generally around. . ‘hat brought you here, sir?" “ To hunt up a man whom the Government wants. I am a special police-detective, you know.” “Oh on are! Well, in Whoop-Up you kin take your pic out of all the worst devils in the West; so go a cod, and success he to you,” Saying which the girl dare-devil rode on up the ra- vine, leaving the stranger to pursue his way On to Whoop«Up afoot. CHAPTER Xill. DICK moans—ran nun: A MAGAZXNE. CALM”! kept on her course thro h the moun~ talus, penetrating many ravines an dark deflles. and scouring the ad ac.th timbers sharply. She was in search of the girl who stood between her and Sandv‘s love~Dusty Dick, unknown to either, who had fled from Sandy's protection. Why she had taken upon herself the mission, Calamity never could have told exactly. She was interested in Sandy’s welfare and happiness; perhaps this was what prompted her. But the day were away, and she found no traces of the runaway, and then head-11 her tired animal back in the direction of the mines. It was growing dark in the pine-crested hills, and she urged her steed along at a sharp gallop, the sharp clittering of the animal‘s shod feet upon the rocky trail causing long, detonating echoes to fill the night with weird sound. “ Go‘nlonz. Jacko!"‘si;e urged. anpl 'ing the spur when the. animal lagged. “ We must urry and at back to town, for there is work there for me. y this time that wretch. Arkansas Alf, is up to his daviltry, and I'm going to thwart the game." A couple of hours of swift ride brought her back into the bustling flash city. , Sandy sat in the door of his shanty. smoking an evening cigar, when Calamity rode up, and slipped e from t saddle to the ground. “ Any news?“ the miner interrogated, eagerly, a hopeful light shining in his eyes. ‘ None at all concerning Dusty Dick. G '933 she‘s hid whar she ain‘t goin‘ to be found so s1 you. Don't be discouraged, tho": I hain’t looked the whole. mountains through. She may have gone to Dead- wood." “ Probably we shall never see her again,“ Sandy replied, slowly. “ She may have killed herself." “ Nol nary a time! Thv‘t warn’t her layout. and don‘tyc fergit ct. I‘ll find her before lone, Sandy. Did you know of a man in Washington named Char- ley Davis?“ " I think not. Why?“ “ Oh. I don‘t ask for any partic’larreason. Thar‘s a man here by that name—didn‘t know but he might be an acquaintance of yours." “ No, I guess not. Going?“ for she'had remountcd with a nimble leap. “ Yes, I must be going. Did you get new men at the mine?” “ Yes, tWelve or thirteen, to replace the desert- crs.‘ After Calamity had gone, Sandy knocked the ash. es from his pige, and entered the shanty, locking the door after im To him the place now had a desolate. lonely look. since Dusty Dick was not there: he. could scarcely do less than fr-el sad, for with his whole manly heart he had loved the beauti- ful girl-woman. who had played her roll so wvll as his pard. and her absence se -med like that vacancy left by a surldon death. All the trinkets he had bought her. even to a handsome go“ watch. had bevn left behind, and with a. careful fondness, he in nrked the way she had loftl everything. and preserved the order, accord- nz y. Sitting down by the table. he bowed his head upon it, and closed his eyes woarily, for despite his pros;- perity and success in gaining worldly wealth. his life lacked much of the essential light which makes living even endurable. For a long time he rested thus with his head bow- ed; the room was in silence, only the faint hum {regain the bustling street broke the inondtone still- n ss. How long he knew not, for when be imagined him~ self to be awake, he was in reality asleep and in drealmland. The first knowledge he had of his hav- i ng been asleep. was when he was slowly awakened by the sound of a stealthy foolstep. He knew then that he was awake—assured himself of the fact by unclosing one of his eyes sufficiently to catch a ray of light from one of the candles that was burning in the room. He then immediater closed his eye again and by harder breathing, feigned sleep. Something told him to do so; yet what For the world he could not have told. Some one was in the shanty. but he knew not who. He felt a draught of air from the door, and knew that it must be open atrifle; besides, the noises of the street came in plaincr. At length he heard the stealthy step again. and intuition, rather than sound of movement, taught him that some one was approaching him. The next moment he felt a hot breath fan his cheek. and a pair of soft lips touch his forehead; then there was a swift, silent effort at retreating. With a cry he opened his eyes and sprung to his feet—reached ontand caught the f! in: figure by the shoulder, even as it would have arted out into the night. ' A moment later the two were face to face—the mim‘r greatly astonished, and Dusty Dick—for it was no one else—crestfallcn and confused. " Dink?"_Sandy ejaculated. in wonderment. " By licnvcn. this is beyond my comprehension!“ The name does not sound familiar. “ Lot Iii" no, Sandy." was the faint. choked reply. ‘- ltulem me. and let me depart.‘.’ “ No, not by any means,“ and the miner crossed the room and shut the door. “How did you get in? ——ahi Iforgot; you had a key. Dick. tell me, why (lid you run away from me?" and Sand ’2: tones were reproachful. yet tender. “ You cauno imagine how I missed you." s " llt was to save you from further annoyance, . tint y—‘ “ Poohl you were foolish to sup one you pould help . the matter in that way. Where id you hide?“ “ in the mountains. ‘ . “ And why did you return!" “ Because I couldn't sta away. I wanted one more glimpse of your kind ace before I forever left this place. Besides. I had' a frightful dream. last night. that you were in imminent danger. and l ‘ x A. could not go without coming to assure ninnlf that . v it was untrue." “ i “ Dick. you must not leave me. I shall not permit it. What could you do wondering about the world! -—and then. too. Grosvenor might again hunt you down. and ten to one on would not have as wil ing a friend to fight your titties as I. Promise to stay with me till I get ready to pull out. It won‘t belong. ‘ asl shall sell out th a mine soon at a sacrifice in ,or- der to izv-‘t out. In the mean time, let the fools talk who wish to." ' “And when you go you do not think me unwo- manly enough to follow you around wherever you might choose to lead?" Dusty. Dick exclaimed, with a spice of anger. ' ‘ Certainly not. unless vw can before that time effect some compromise. Perhaps you would allow me to Send you back East." "No. nol not while my enemy lives. He would quickly follow. for he has sworn to murder me, if it costs him a life’s devotier labor.“ “ Don't worry about him. i think his race is about run—am iositive it is. If he gives me further mo- lestation. ’ll shoot him, and done with it. ,r Will you promise to sta , and—and await developments. let them come as t ey may?" “ Yes. on one condition." “ Name it. and I promise to grant it beforehand." “It is that you will not mention the love for me you profess. until—well. until I give you permis- sion." ._ "I romise. Now. then. we will resumi.x the old life. t will be best for you to remain as strictly in the shanty as ossible, and never part company with your ruvo ver. Admit no one. unless it he Calamity Jane, Deadwood Dick. or the Regulator chief I ointed out to you once, who calls himself Old Bul whacker. These three Ibelieve to be warm friends. who can be trusted im licitly.” ' ' And so it was. at the midn ht hour, that Dusty Dick was reinstated in Sandy‘s ome. ‘ . About this same time. the man. Arkansas Alf, stood in a black shadow which enveloped the rear v part of the Mastodon Hotel ani yard. conversing in a low tone with Cecil Grovenoi'. .ul 0 had come “I. " Yas. pilgrim." the Danite was sayln , in a care-' ful whisper. “ everything is ready for the explosion, - v. as you d‘rected. you bet. Me an‘ ther b'yees jest finished a bit ago. The mine ar‘ heavily charaed wi' giant powder. an’ ther is sum thirty or more ‘ leads ' - V' runnln'ter ther main fuse. w’ich is soneatly hidden. that the won't be discovered." , i » “ I you are a brick." the. villainous schemer said. his tones expressing his satisfaction. “ 1 want I it to work right. you know." ' ‘ ' ’ “Et will. you bet! An‘ l've arranged it better. Jed etc-her will touch of! ther fuse in lplaice of me. for “mid ens icion. ye see, w‘ile I'm p ayin‘ of! drunk lieer’ at the Mastodon; then he an my other pard‘ll slope fer Deadwood whar they .ken lay low ’tll 1’ gitv rend tor jine 'em. 'D'uyle see?" , - _ t “‘ rtainly. Your p n is excellent. inasmuch as. ,\ ‘ _ Deadwood Dick on Deck. I have noticed that Cnlnniit Janethas been watch- ing you rather sharp. She ni ht suspect somethin‘. you know. but your plan prevents danger." v “ Curse Calamity Jane!" the Danitv- Ghoul ex- claimed. fiercely; “ I - haven't been able to get a straight head on her since I came here, or she d 'a’ bin a stifl' afore this. I‘ve [fat a grudge ng'in‘ her—l hev ou bet! What time ‘ye say!" “ lfieen minutes to twelve. l l be up here at the Mastodon. and shoot of! my revolver at some object, as a Signal for the fuse to lighted." “ Very well—4 her fuse shall he lighted. an‘ them in ther. which be blowed ter Kingdom Come.“ the Danite replied, as he strode away out of the dark- ness into the hnllinntly illuminated street of the town. As he left the shadow of the building. his sharp eyes detected a form skulking along ahead of him, and he at once recognized it as the same person whom the Honorable Cecil had pointed out as being the ex—road-agvnt. Deadwood Dick, in disguise. With an oath Arkansas Alf bounded in pursuit. and overtook the old rusty-looking codger in the middle of the street. “ Hold ll . you old ripi" he cried. slapping him on the shoul er, and whip ing out a forml able re- volver. “Jest hold yer osses. ef yer please, till we settle this matter!" ' The old man wheeled around in evident surprise. which had a perce tible tremor in it. " I‘ll show ye. d rectly. ye ornery cuss. I reckon yer road-agent days are about own I say. lluil- whacker,“ and the Ghoul hailed the Regulator. who chanced to be passing along, “come over beer an’ see tot, this ain't about ther size uv a galoot ye wan . ' " who've ye got?" the much-clothed road Regu- lator demanded. eying the old man and his captor- iii suprise. “What right have you’got to arrest a man iere in the strait?" ‘ “ The right 0‘ a citizen." the Danite replied. grim- ly. “ Bes des. I wantsum reward-mone . Thisman is no one else than Deadwood Dick. in isguise.” “What? this Deadwood Dick? I heard he was dead, in reality: anyhow. you‘ve had your trouble for our pains. Mr. Kennedy. for the Gov’yment hen wit drawn all offers of reward lately. because ov Dick‘s late valuable service as Regulator. ‘Ther stage fetched in the news not an hour ago." “I don't keer a tinkcr‘s cussl" the Danite replied, sullenly. “ Jerk off this di so. an of the Ra Deadwood Dick. I for one‘ lend a manager ther nearest limb. Hurray! stood-agent i . A crowd of miners had by this time collected. and as all were enemies of Deadwood Dick. it looked pr‘et‘tg fikiftish for the old man. in e ' whiskers. o a chop)" the Regulator said; “ seein‘ as ,how these men calkylate you’re their game. If you'rebIODeadwood Dick. I ken‘t do ye. much ov any said, in” a Regulator. Reckon you'll have to sw n2." ' - - “‘R’eqkon I won'tlh was the cool reply somehow sounded familiar to the crowd. ‘ E qumy forte ter perform gymnastics in theratmo- 's . of ther old s'onnygrafl' knowsetself.“ Then t e old man steppe . in his clothin . and Ms naked ground. reven ing a well-tit ing heath. Oi! then came the wignnd fa there. before the astonished . crowd stood —- not Deadwood Dick. but the dare-devil. Calamity Janet “A cute cuss. warn‘t ye Alf Kennedy!" she chuckled. rimly. “ Didn‘t know that ye war snag- gin‘ ag‘in‘ eath itself. did ye. you villain? Kai ha! which arb fell to uckskln suit be: style for Deadwood Dick?" . . r ‘ . 'foul Jane Forresti‘Wthe Dmite exclaimed. reeling back at the‘ sudden apparition. "Curse " Don‘t’curse me. Alf Kennedy! Ilia ,ljwho should g 25’ “ What inought ye be \vnntin’?" he asked. in a voice oot‘s i and.ter boost ’ ioss you‘ll have to pull off them false ‘ ' , taiu‘t i ' ‘ back a pace. touched a sprang .' H ie in beard.and ' ' all you bloodthirsty comets—how d’ye like; my" '26 Deadwood Dick on Deck. c‘irxc 1/0 a my (I-NII‘owr,’ Therm thl-rnl put up your pistol; i ain‘t a-zohi‘ to kill yo yef. l‘m reservin‘ ye till sum tim -. when I shall have time to attend ver funeral.” And, [Mr on her heel, she strode fearlessly away, while urkansas AlEmacle his ‘way'toward the Lightning Lode, to advise hispards. ‘ ‘ Honorable Cecil Orosvenor‘s a artmrnt at the Mastodon consisted of" a room whic over'ookezl the dark side of‘the gulch, and was lighted by a single window in daytinu-. At night his only light con- slstcd of a dingy lamp. After leaving Arkansas Alf, he entered the hotel which was flourishing under Colonr'l Joe’s smor- vision, and ascended to his room in an excellent frame of mind, for him. ' “ In a 311 wt time More the man who stands be- twlen me mi N. bi}; fortune Will be doadi” he mut— tered, exu tautly. "' Then I will go back East nu '— kcup well away from Washington. The rest of my davs can b ~ 3 out in wealth and luxury. Ha!" HA uttered he latter exi-iamilion as there was a crashing of glass, and a stone came hurtling into tl’L: room. On picking it up the speculator found it to be wrappo'l in white letter-pa . on which was wzit- lug. Examination disclose the following, which had been penned in a woman‘s chirography: “ Cnoin Gnosvnuoaz—You are playinga dangerous ime against a man who will in the end crush you. .f'or one, will help him do it. Your wife. “ MAD MARIE. “ P. S.———Your plots and schemes will avail you little—Smdg will triumph." CHAPTER XIV. 'rnn EXPLOSION AT rm: mun. ON the following morning Sandy went to the mine as usual, and found the gang alraady at work, with the exception of three men, whom Superinlondent Bronson announced as having left without claiming their wages. “The sauna three. by the way, who wanted to lodge in the mine," he said. . " Probany they made the best of their night‘s sta bv ) :ckotinz what gold th Iy could get," Sand 5a] , wit 1 a smile. “ After this we'll get a trusty g ard— my do; until», for instance. try few would at- tamot t) pass him, I reckon.” Ani unsusne :ting of. danger, or the diabolical plot of Cccil Grosvenor td blow up the mine, Sandy w Am. in to work along with the rest of the miners. Tin work of getting at the rich rock was prosecuted generally by blastinz with that strong explosive, "giant " powder. One bl ist often was sufficient to dislodge enough rock to fill a car, which was then drawn out into the crushing mill, near the mouth of the mine. Sandy wogked away this morning with renewed en ‘r (i, for he return of Dusty Dick had acted upon him ii 9 a rejuvenator; he f it twice the ambition to labor that he had before, while she was away. , Somehow, he felt that his whole existence was bound up in her keeping—she, little more than a‘ lstrangcr to him, whose real name even he did not mow. About twenty minutes bolero the steam-whistles were to blow for twelve o'clock, S mdy was arrested ii his work of directinra heavy blast, by a quick touch upon his arm. Wheeling about be confronted C ilamity Jane. The dare-devil girl’s face was flushed with excite- ment and her eyes had a dusky, scared expression. “H ~lloi You l" Sagdypaid, with a nod. “What can i do for yon—-" _ “ nich get out of the mine—there islno time for war s. Flvi every mother‘s son of you. for th mine'ii be blown to hinders less'n five jimes'" " She spoke in a swiftioud tone; then turned anl hurried toward the mouth of thi- mino. It dill not take San‘dy but an instant to comprehend, mil 2: ~ ordered every man to iiy, for his own lifc‘s calm, from the danger. ' Bronson nd himself were the last to have the doomed mine. and hurry out upon the str -am slior i, whom the other miners and Calamity Juno, were standing; A small crowd was gradually collecting, makingr wondering inquiries in regard to tho hasty stampwle from the mine. And they had but a moment to wait beforo Lliry were answered; , Simultan ~ously, almost, with the echo of a pin- .tol-report in the upper part of the town, thero n):- pcared, in the mouth of the mine, a hissing, Vivi l ’lle‘e of flame, which expired in a second. to be foi- owed the next minute by one of the most frightful explosions that: ever jarred the pine-crested moun- ta‘n : in the vicinity of 'Whoop-Up’s flash city. Notliinnr, of course, was seen of the explosion. but the thundering roar of the concussion echor-c far and wide, over hill and valley, and the jar made the earth tremble as if shaken by an earth uake. Sandy, Calamity, and the others standing in t e immodiat-I, vicinity, were thrown violently to the ground, but luckily r t-iainell 10 seriousinjuriea. The ‘n " N01“ Sandy thundered: " I will newer surrender, and he is a dead man who tries to take me! Calum- ity J ane, what am I to understand-have yen joined with this villain and betrayed us?" “ Wool. ot ruther luks that we, , don’t et?" th') dare-devil replied, with a grim smile: “but, ye rez‘. such ain‘t the case. When Calamity Jane zoos back on a pard, ye can calkylme on thor world’s comin‘ ter an end. Mr. Davis. you‘ll be kind enough todo yer duty, an‘ put Sindy‘s doubts at rest”. " Very well. My dutv, ladies and gentlemen. lies in airexting this man, Cecil Grosvenor. of Washin-z- ' ton, for bank robbery in said city, May lust; Re- gulators, seize him." . With alocrity the men obeyed, and even before -th 3 villainous speculator could gasp out his surprise he was hand :uél‘ed securely. ; “Curses and furiesl what means this outrazt-nu‘. insult to a law-abiding citizen?" he roared, livid wi'h rage. “ Release me!" ‘ “Sorry for you, Mr. Grosvmor, but that ain‘t in the line of my duty!" Davis repii'rd, with a snail ~. “I've been laying for you ever Since you left Wash- ington, and when we all accepted 0! your ofl'w of money this morning. the matter was arranged be- tween myself and these gentlemen and Calamity. You are my prisons", nnd must 0 back to Washlnr- ton and stand yourtrial as a de aulter and robin." “And, I dare sly, you calculate to take me along at the same time. eh i“ Sandy said. with sarcasm “On the contrary, no, Mr. Beverly. it is a nert of In business here. to implicate Cecil GrnSV'r' 1-, and re you from unlit. it you will listen, I whiz:- Iata on a little story: “ :verai years ago—it does not matter about dates—you were a. clerk in nbanldn -offlce, of which 0 rcil Grosvenor was the president. on had a small fortune of your own, and knowing this. this man, Gros venor, made friends with you—invited yo 1 to his grand home, which was by a beautiful and aristocratic daughter. are you Were tern ted by as fair and scheming asiren as ever reigne in the Genital, and led into dissipation. Once started yotl had no control over yourself, and soon lost your position and sunk deeper and deeper into the slour; s of drunkenness. Nor did you stop until you were sudden] awakened to the fact that you had squan- tiered al your own available cash. and forged our {employer’s name to the tune of five thousanc dcl~ an s. ' “Elise Grosvenor hurled this gross ch1rgo~iu your tics one day while you were riding along a sine) hiwhwey on the shore of the Potomac. ‘ . "At the time on were, as usual, full 01' liquor, and the tnunt'm dened you. In'an exam". of r?" j, yo: drew a istol and fired at her anl j’l_‘l; 9.‘ l..ii moment, 09c Gmsvenor contending after you in i«,l‘,' Deadwood Dick on Deck. hot pursuit. You saw lxim~—smv the frightened steed (If Elise Grosvcuor plunge ow-r tho dizzy hight with its ridH'; then you put spurs toyour horse. and escaped. You wring nnvor utter-w rd seen in the East. In this not true?” “All true!" Sandy replied, his head bowed and face pale. “\Vvll, it chanced that at tltisrtime an old uncle had died, and th‘pO-zitvd with (‘ccii Gl‘osvenor, for you a. fortune of some ilt‘h-cn thou-mid dollars. ()1 this you nl-vvxrlnww. nnd. as the world was ns igno- rant as you. it all \\'(-nt in to illi'l'L‘flS'} the Grosvunor millions. Since tlu‘n. C mil (".rosvwnor inns mndt- and lost nunuy—is now worth millions, lmt it is ull in under his hrotln-r's namo. llis lnl vst crimehns boon to lcavr Washington. oft-r robbing sow-val banks of large sums, he having official collimation with such hunks." “Exactly!” Cecil Grosvenor snid, iriumpltnnrly: “but, eve-n allowing: that all you lutvn said be true, you have not yet clxnrod Earl BOVt‘l‘ly of murder and forgery.” “ We will get to that presently.“ Davis said, with asmile. "Little less than six months ago. whilo searching for you, 'l n ,isted in a mid on n, taro—bank 11nd (lancwhouso in Knnnns (lily. Anion;r tho crea- tures there we found ono nt the point of death. and. from her lips. l copied down hordvinq confession. She was Id”sz arm-w or. onco tho Washington belle. She had not lr'cu ‘ yacht to Now 0; loans, to pursue a career which ended in (loath in a gmnhlintr den. In her confes- sion, Earl Beverly, she doolnrod you lobe innocrnt 3f the crime of hug My. One niL'ht, when you were stunt-ti -d by drink :21: and an accomplice had forged the_ checks. an i mvon them to you to get curbed, which you did. without.knowing of licrsin. So, I hnvc reh rrml the confé'sslow to the Washington au- thorities, and today, Earl Ilm'ei'ly,'you stand before tho world on inmzm-nt man I“ V “Thank God i“ was all that Sandy could find voice to utter; thin ho Staggered and fell in (I. swohn, strong, self-coutx‘ollod mnn though he was. The news of his innocence was too much f \rhim to hair. 7 ,. ' Carefully he was raised and borne into the caLln. by Davis, the det ctivc, and Old Bullwhacker. and anxtous hands workt'd swiftlv over him until ho was «restored to common-mess. Ho awoke from his in- sensxhility with a. start; then, when, he com retren- ded all he bowed his head in silent prayer. 0. had scarcely finished, when there was urine-shot, and Cecxl Grosvonor, who had been hit outside in charge: of aRezulutor, was seen to throw uplis arms and fall to the ground. Before those inside the cabin could reach him. his last. spark of life had gone out -—-he hm] played his his: game-card, and died» A hulk-l. If‘r‘om some unseen avenger had done the dead- ! y y wor ' _ , - Al: Sandy‘s re$uest a hasty search was made, but no one could he ound in the vicinity on whom to lay tlz‘ charge of the assassination. “‘lnm opinion, the blow has been delclt by that » woman. adame Mn iltdn, who cluimet to be his , Wlft‘ 1" said Charley twin. ‘ Leaving you hem. I wxll hasten to Whoop-Up, and learn if sue has been soon to leave the ton n." . .And hastily mounting his horse, the detective took his degnrture. ‘ - , , » ~ Thehe.‘dyb?f Cecil Groshenor was lifted and borne on Y‘. The clothhn: was carefully searched by Calamity Sandy. and as aresult some six thousand dol- , hrs were foundLin bank-notes. sewed in the lining 0! the coat. , , . ~ , ’ w: This mono was retained by Bullwhacker, to £176 over to the ptectivo. At sunset that night, all that . was of the flesh of the murdvred villain, was con- signed to the grove. after-bring laced in a rude with which the Regulators had nshlo‘ned out of some timbers. . Short] after, Detective Davis rcturnvd from W 00p '1'), accompanied l y n dclogation of citizens W10 came in behalf of the townspeople, with the re limit that Sandy should i» In: n to WhoopUp. his the miner consulted to do, after a time, dun . in: which he pro oscd to make the cabin his homo. So all returns to the town, (‘xcsipt live, there ho- ing Sandy, Dwt’ective Davis. (‘nlJnityx Dusty Dick, and the Regulator chief, Old Builwlmcker. Th y remained at the cabin. . Several days “'t re spent Llersm tIt' in the wilder- nlss; then, one night. a revert-ml {U l timrrn c mo over from DcadWOOd, and them was a urddinz in the little cabin, and Sandy, or Earl livverlv. and his pnrd, Dusty Dick—whose real name, was Edna Sut- ton —-were- made man and wife. ‘ » There was a «moral handshnklnn. and Snndv prrssed the hum of tho Regulator, Old lsullwlmvh or so hard. that to the surprise of all, 9. {also Lt'flltl dropped from Us face. and there stood reveald, : [5w (:r-7'm/d~ag,trnl, D'uu‘n'md Ditk .’ There was no use now of trying to play hin‘rart ‘ anylonzcr. and so the voting man removed it” of to on that. day when her horse ‘ loade into the Potomac, as supposed, but had lweu , rescued, and. with nor own Consent. was carried in a. . his dismiisv. Tic stntn that he had assumtd i', in order to boltpr fight against the sway of mast-Nit n3. . which hurl followed tlw (lcsertion of life! Rt‘i'l‘ ut~ rs, ' and now that the trouble had in onicauurmulmiupgl, U ‘ he 1 ad intende to resign and return to his homo in the Hills. ‘ ‘ \ A couple of days oftir the wedding at Remand I'cahin, all hands nturn d m Whoop-Up. «Xi-(Wt (1,0 ‘ Thr- l)rido and groom and Deadwood Dick. att. r, I after a kindly partin with all who had heon his . friends, set out to 10' n his wife. Lt One. who: War the sudden disbanu‘mg of Deadwood Dick's Lagles, ‘ had gonento Haywood City to hvo. , ‘ i L " Sandy and Dusty Dick (33 they are st I" universally, known in thr ir home in the mines). went tint to Dnadwood. and tin-n on a sight-seeing tbugtlu‘ough' the Hills. after which they returnch \\ noon-up, and 313m rectived with a rousing ovation by the crow . , -* They‘are now living therein NVhoo-Up's flash < city. surrounth by hosts of ardent “90637—th . {some day will have Sandy to represent, them in tho great Capitol at Washington—returning in‘honon to- thc clty‘he had uitted iu dishonor.“ ' i ,t :_ The murder 0 Cecil Grosvenor could notbo‘traccrl . to any authentic source. hilt Madame Minnie “a. ' .suflpectcd, and shortly after loft the mince. , ‘ * Davis [still li .ers around in the mines; an -it‘a the gossip that e and Calamity will soon start it: on abridal tour.» As to the truth of this. lgcaunotv say" I doubt much if Calamity will ever marques- pqc ally since Sandy isgone. She has heen cheated Out of her vengeance 11%): the Danite. rkimsas _ flit. for the Vigilantes of anwood recon y strum}, un 11 Joe for rcad-mzentr . . . . ha is still theyproprietor of the Mastodon in Who Up, and each day seems toadd a brighter tinge to is 21056:?“ yet. it’s a wandnlous fan? that he don't imbibe but twenty times in nfiholehlessed da ." » x V . , .. h - ‘5 'hi the tutor sudden] .‘disa 1 than”: on Emma... t3. oocuionnlli there is some new and odd churning;- cmtedln‘r. he mint-a, under which Deadwood, In senor-titty mungestokeepOnDock. \ '« ONE NOVELS? . ‘ ismmm & sou: r~ \ rates 8mm. ’1’. in. run: / .2 ’ocuw mans. 9E AD LEJS man, FIVE curs.\\ l w POCKET LIBRARY. ammawumwwmawwmmwmwmwwmwmwmmmmmmmwmmuflh—fi’cmmmmmm! 91 Mustang Sam, the King onhe PlAlnn. By Jon. E. i 142 Little Tt‘xmmha Young llusln.',_m'. ByOllCoomeL ‘, Bndxer. r. ‘ ' 148 Deadly "null; unFigllling Hre with Fms. By W The ocean Blondhound; M, The Red l’mtu of Jon. E. lSndger, Jr. lha Cuihbenu. lly Sunnwl W. l‘urre. 144 Little Grit. the WllJ Rid"; or. Bugle, the Stock 93 Phil Hardy. the Hun: lluynor, The Myslury of the Tvnllur‘s Duugm". lly Col, Pram» lngmbmu. Strongbow. "y Charla! Mama. ‘ v 145 The Tiger ol'TnnI; M. “'ild Knlu,lmndykock’n 04 Deadwood Dick unlleteuure. By E. L.“ heplcr. Angel. in G... n um. um“... 95 Buck Bnckrnm‘; Or, Be». Hm I-amnle Trapper. 146 The Cattle King; or, (.‘uninn‘a Right Bower. 3y i? Cnphun J. I". L. Allmnn. I Frunk Dnlnnnl. 98 9| t-Ednd Blek, the Spun. Delcctwo. By E. L. 14? Nubhy Nlek oi'Nl-vndu: or, The Scampi of tho an er. Siam“. 'll - Edward L. “'herler. I)? The Black Steed ol’the Pralrlen. By Jamel 148 Thunder olt- Tom; or. Thu Wolf-Harder of tho .. wan. _ ‘ Rocking. [1y Hnrry St. Geurgo OS‘Tgffifi: fifizent, or. The Boy Robnnon Cruwo. 149 go» l¥rtguf “:6 Blink Run”... m'fiw Road to . DD nonann mun..- MnnTrnrher.. ByE. L. “’huler. y “"‘~ 3 “W” 0""- 100 Nat Todd M, Thu “to of the Sioux Cnplive. By 100 The Mad Miner; or.D-ndy Rock'l Damn. By Edward S. E “J. 1“. \)’nldu Browne. 101 During Davy; HM Ynung Ben! lull". By Harry 151 The Se. Tran"; 0,, A vow w,” Kept. By / h “1"” ‘ " Cohl’reluu lngmlmnl. Th H lf—bl d‘ V ~ 10” fihgkf'lazflztffim e “ °° " “mm” 1592 Handy Dug-kc: or, The Tiger. or}th Pine. By 103 can», :15 "girl Slpfnrl‘;vt;lr. Flu Golden Idnl of ML. 1 “ “I'M” R- LBW“ / on. .wan .. 'eler. - ' ‘ ' ll B kk' B ‘. ' . 104 11:1“: "Black zflhlllolier; or, Jib Junk, the Old ‘68 xvflfiir‘m" w m A m "‘7 8’ Edw‘réL gr. y "gar lurvuc . . . V I 105 {lfnldu‘hmc‘llnrng the 3mm“. Donal-n. By .154 '5ng '33! grglggepfhfaefhgpb L-nc- on/ th- ‘rIYBILDTffl. ' ' "’ " ' 106 Nllhgdlnwk K“; or, tlw Daughter oflbo Rmcll. 156 (NM Plume, the lluy llnmlil: 0!. Th0 Kid-Glove By Jon. E. Rudiger. Jr. Sport. liy (fol. Prentiss lngrnllnm. "’7 {sfgriflfa’i‘f c.1533?) °" W mm“ 5"”““'“’"~ 156 wm “'lltlflre In the “'omlo. By c. Martin. - 198 gags glornlrln 'Kn, nu Whit. Minimum: 157 Ned Temple, n.- Bknmer Boy. By 1-.(:.H..uaugn. v . . ur I x. . , .. , . . aim-gee?“ :2:1:22:31::::.“.‘;::::;.;:.:-13:51:. [In “MOHI. Y 'v I . . 110 '5qu 1):;qu Ride” or, The Tenn Duelist. By “ “’W' H or|.r)wne. ll “13 llhk.fl'.. :g ¥gnnggollj,lll:u Kliazofdfloogllntckl.‘ HafiLJKh‘eolu. 160 y, ‘ W V“ w M u y cal P e 0 en! nn . y ‘npl. . flying a d. ' 18 Scar-Fact; Haul um Sllanmunm Hy OllConrm-l. “11%?! "gm"; “"2 WWW", °’« WW“ W “M 114 Piney l’nnl. zfu Mounhu'n Bn '; or. The Little “ ' 3 “r u ‘ "m' ' Arrow of 0m Adimndnch. By T. ‘. l-lnvbnugll. . 108 Little Hurricane, the Boy Cumin. By 0“ 115 Deadwood" chk's Bauble. By E. L. Wlleelcr. ’ Caoulu. . “a 2:" “’J‘M‘Mh" P°1“'R‘K‘°“" 163 Bentwood D‘lck’a Drenm: or. Tho Rival: at l e Fr.nk “cum-do Bynon w P Cod the Rand. By haw-rd L. “healer. Inlo Bill." ' ' , i I . ' y" 164 Tornado Tum: or, lnjun Jack from Rad Cuié. 118 ,w Ill Wildfire, the Tlmroughbrad_. By Chu. Mnrril. By T- C- Hlf’mlfib- 119 Bloyde RIII ,nr. Dudwom Dlvk‘l Hom- B---- 165 Bllfl'nlo Blu’n Bet; 0P,Thé GnmblerGuldn. B y 3! MWIPd 10 mm"- Col. l'renliu Ilmrnhnm. ' 100 Go her G! the Boy Tn e1}. 3 ~T.C. Hz luau l. . l . 191 litany Arlifitrong. theplnpuln)“ ula Clurb. ‘66 Wm “mu”? “1'” ind Lou'- BY Chm" Bucahridm New "3, (Jack Hnrknwny.) A hm" . , I” In: llupted Inner: (lugs); Skunk! Housman 16‘? Dandy Rock's Pledge; or, Hunlod lo Dam. ’ I. ‘ ‘ 0 Paula. By Edward S. y Gumga W. llmwm. o ' v m 50"“ 5m! ‘5‘ 3° “Mun” Bl'E-L'MW“ 168 I’Dend'wood le-k’n Wnrdz or, The and. mm. 2 lflfinfl e Ling)» In; or. The Boy Vixilnnu. lly mm. a), mum I“ Whom. I - Ir 5‘ n ‘ I“ The Lindfi’h-Iten: or. Tho League 0! Devil’. 169 The flay Chum Ion; 0;. Dutch Herman of flu Inland. By Cnpt. Maw” Rem. Muskmunnu. By mull Willvll. 1” wranglflg mfg: Bunk o‘I‘Ay M-«fmky no Bob Rookcu’l mum ror “to. fly Charlo- ' ' \ Orrin. l : ‘ non . l ‘ ' v . . ~ E31rk‘ilgx Might] I B :0; a) ‘ 171 Frank Morton. the Boy Hui-cum. By 011 Coomu. “- e re‘u c r. \- -. . orril. , . B' . 1” le Hittite boy Damn. Byaflll Emma. 17% The Y.‘nkc. R‘In.‘er ) MW“. Emu-u!" V 120 Go Trigger the Sport. MT 0 H-rhnukh. “’8 wick Péngl‘ff“ 5?“:6‘03", Th: F'"“"" A"”‘" 33' AG 9‘ Id .n'a"amr l. W- m "3“-"- . 1 I .mgy ‘idwnr‘d’hl..l:r"ia;oelertl “TE 3; I g“ l74zlfimad¥v lgock'n ; 11,111. Golden Hind. I De la 3‘. mn. . . an", r. ' y 7 . rnwm. y «y .I mam“..xlfimfilw‘llt‘mtz 1“ llatarl’c'mxlemamas)"WW , k of liesdwood. Hv Edward ‘ - l . q ,, mm... .9 . 11¢ Wlll Wlldqu’a Pluck; .1..le. um... mm. ild Rube. lhIHnnbr. '8nd I. Hm‘fllon Hahn". , Berhl "fl Mm“- Rfld.‘ MR.“ ‘35- :“a’ Rock, tlu Mu: kom ’Fqu. By G. Waldo V Inn“ Every “fallen”! rowm. ‘ , . ' - 88 1301,3110!“th lho 30v Dada". ‘ 3 Chan. Morrll. ' v . - _ 80 The Black diam. lov. Dlimy Lnn’étln Joopnrdy. Be.m°" P°°'“’t 14""le la hr .Illle l.) I“ y‘ew’ ‘ : . l, _ MM", r, ‘ ‘ dell-m. flvo can“ plr copy, or um h} nnnl un rmqlpt n! a; ‘ 140/ 30min slalom” the Klng Pln of Raul-Axon“. gnu “ch; ‘ ; ‘ ‘ , .V . mt. ‘ . ' 14‘. NEW ‘IWR'NQH. ‘lho Boy—Git] Dourlire. 'lly BEADLE ‘1 AnAM" Puml'h’fh u-ml 1.. Wheel". ' ~ - I . ,0! William Street. hqw lurk} I . ‘1' , ,;*