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Deadwood Dick’s Dream;
THE RIVALSOOR’F THE ROAD.

A Mining Tale of " Tombstone.”

BY EDWARD L." WHEELER,

AUTHOR or “DEADWOOD DICK ” NOVELS,
“nosusun ROB ” NOVELS, “BONANZA
BILL, MINER," ETC.

CHAPTER I.
mannwoon DICK RELATES ms DREAM.

IT was a. warm August night in the month’s
latter half, and the scene was far beyond the
borders of civilization and settlement, Upon the
level prairie, at the edge of a motto of cotton-
wood timber.

Up in the starry blue dome the full moon
Wm: soaring with majestic radiance; a soft,
sprin'rlike breeze laden with freshness and
odor  flowers blew up from the south, anl,
altogether, the night was one of exceeding
beauty.

To a young cottonwood, on the southern out-
skirts of the motte, a man was securely bounl
with strong lariats, as if preparatory to the In-
dian exercise of roasting alive.

Not a great ways from where he was bound
burned a small camp-fire of twigs and buffalo-
chips, but the lone prisoner at the tree was the
only person in sight. Y

He was a man a trifle above the usual hight,
trimly built, with every development hardened
and nerved by constant experience and life
upon the trail for he was plainly a free rover
o the hills and prairies '

His attire consisted of knee-boots, with spurs
at the heels, light-colored pants, thrust in the
boot-legs, and belted at the waist by a handsome
cartridgebelt: above this a white flannel shirt,
with tastin embroidered front and collar—the
latter open at the throat. Then, he wore a
neat] itanned and fringed hunting-coat, which
comp eted his c03tume, with the exception of a
broad-rim slouch hat, which lay at his feet on
the grass.

In face the lone captive was at once prepos-
sessing. if not really hmvhome. His features,
regularly cut, were tinted with the brown of
health and exposure; his eyes dark an'l penn-
trating, his mouth flrin, pleasant and yet liable
to become stern in expression. His hair was
wornl pg. down over his shoulders, and his lip
adorn with a graceful mustache, with long
wavy ends. Taken all in all, he was as hand-
some a man as one co-ili have found in a year’s
search upon the‘ prairies—a man whom a reader
of character would at once have pronounced
brave, cool, reckless and faithful—true to
friends, and deadly to fees.

That his captivity at the tree had been short,
was quite evident, by the fact that the camp-fire
was only partially burned down.

Nevertheless he made frequent attempts to
break away, all of which were unavaiiiuiz. The
update that bound him were of strong buffalo.

.skin, cut in strips, and refused to yield their pur-
se

p0 .

“ Well, I suppose I might as well stop strug-
gling!” the prisoner finally soliloquized, with a
scowl. “ Hang me if 1 fancy my position, how-
ever. It‘s rather uncomfortable to remain long
in this one position, and then there’s no telling
when I am going to get away, if ever. This is
oil‘ the main trail, and it isn’t at all likely that
any good Samaritan will happen along in a
month or two, to cut me loose.”

The as ct was not encouragin , and the
risoner ad a keen appreciation o the fact.
{is place of captivity was some miles away
from the main line of overland travel, and the

chances were largely that no one would happen
along to set him free, until he should die of
starvation, or be torn to piece»: by wolves.

“ Curse that wretch, Cordova,” he muttered,
his brow darkening. “ I was a fool to take the
fellow into my confidence, for I have yet to
meet the first Mexican who is not treacherous.
I might have known he would have played the
traitor, but it seems I didn’t, and as a result
here I am-I, Deadwood Dick, the famous jack-
of—all-scrapes, tied to a tree. while my pardner
is flying away, to rope in the benefits of my
discovery, while all I can do is to remain where
I am and deliberate on what might have been
and also, what mav be in store for me. If i
could but get free, Mexico would have cause to
re rot the loss of one of its treacherous sons.

hi: just now the premeditated vengeance did
not seem liable to be consummated, and the
famous sport, ex-outlaw, and dare-devil of the
West could do no better than“ rest upon his oars.”

The camp-fire burned low, and the rays of
moonlight grew seemineg brighter. The great
range of prairie stretched oil’ in all nature's
beauty, until met by a dusky line, which the
human gaze could not penetrate. _

Eagerly did Deadwood Dick sweep the moonlit
landscape with his eagle us, in hopes of discov-
ering some one who won come and assmt him
from his dilemma. . _

And, as his good luck would have it, he looked
not in vain.

About an hour later his heart gave a bound,
as he detected something moving on the south-
eastern horizon.

At first he could not make out what it was, and
was filled with doubt, but gradually] it grew
larger in proportions, and by and by 0 had no
difficulty in making it out to be a company of
horsemen. . _ ~

Owing to the brilliancy of the‘moonlight which
aided in the extension of :via-uon, he was well
aware that they were yet miles away, which was
proven, as they V ew nearer very slowly. In
half an hour they ad ap reached so close, how-
ever, that he was enabl '50 make them 011‘? t0
be a detachmentegf the U. S. Cavalry, well
armed and moan -

There were about twenty men.headed bya
lieutenant and another person whose dress rank-
ed him as a U. B. Marshal. .

The discovery caused Deadwood Dick no little
concern; for, while there was a chance for his
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along the mining borders, from north to south
asaroad-agent and outlaw, and placards had
stared from many a tree and rock, offering large
rewards. ‘

But, these army officers have eyes and instincts
like hawks. and the prisoner had scarcel a
doubt but what he would be recognized. I he
could prove satisfactorily that, once upon a time,
by hanging he had canceled his debts to justice,
it might save him; if not, the results remained
to be guessed at.

In half an hour more the cavalcade had ap-
proached so near that they discovered the ex-
piring fire, and the prisoner. Then, at the com-
mand of the lieutenant, the main body drew
rein, only he and the marshal riding on.

In a few moments more they had drawn rein
and dismounted near Deadwood Dick, and stood
gazin at him in evident surprise.

“ by, hello! who have we‘ here!” the lien-
tenant cried. “Look, marshal—do you not
see? We’ve stumbled onto a bonanza, as I
livel If I am not rrrcatly mistaken this fellow
is the road—agent, Deadwood Dick!”

“No, not the road-agent, Deadwood Dick,
but the detective, Deadwood Dick, sir,” was
the calm retort of the captive——“ the man who,
by hanging, forever paid his debt, to justice,
then rose to take up a different life-trail, and
hunt down law-breakers, and villains, whether
they be professional outlaws or citizens.”

“Ah! so you admit you are the notorious
person who has so long made the name of Dead-
wood Dick famous, do you!” the marshal de-
manded, interestedly.

“I claim the title; I have never been ashamed
to own it, siri”

“ Then what are you doing here in such a po-
sition?”

“ Betra ed by a comrade, I was taken when
aslee an bound to this tree—then deserted.”

“V hat object had your companion in doing
this?” '

“ We were bound on a trail against a band of
connterfeiters, and I am of the opinion that he
was in some way leagued with them, and there-
fore left me here to starve, while he flew on to
their retreat to put them on their guar .”

“ Counterfeiters, you say?”

“Yes—a powerful gang of them, who are
doin a big business.” '

“ hat gan do you refer to? There are at
present savers operatin through the West.”

“The one I am after, believe to be unknown
to the authorities, \and at the same time the
largest and most perfect organization of the
kind in existence, west of the Missouri. When
.I learn what course 1you intend to pursue to-
ward me, I may be a in to explain more defl-

nitel .”

“V‘l’fell, sir, as a U. S. Marshal, it would be
my duty to arrest you as a desperate character
not safe to be abroad. But as a man, I propose
to give every deserving dog a chance, and
knowing of some good deeds you have done in
behalf of justice, I do not repose to molest
you now, when in a trap. Lieutenant, cut the
prisoner’s bonds. ”

The officer obeyed but evidently with bad
grace, and Deadwood Dick once more stood forth
a. free man.

“ I am thankful for your kindness, marshal,”
he said, “ and offer Iyou my hand in friendship.
It is not often 1 sha e hands with any man, but
when I do, I want to shake hands with a man
who has a heart-fa man who is honest and not
dis sed to kick a
be re utation. am one who fights for right,
to the oath. Several times I have been driven
from my own and have fought back. If a man
insults or attempts to run over me, I generally
try to pay him off in his own coin. I despise a
cheat, a tyrant, a liar and a. rufilan. I never
allow a foe to take me when I can hel it; I
shoot a scoundrel or rufilan when I think 9 is a
curse to to the public. When I'was a robber I
onl took from those I thought got their mone
dis ionestly. That’s the photograph of Dea -
wood Dick, and now if you want to hear about
counterfeiters, I am at your service.” .

“ I will give you my attention as soon as
preparations are made for the night,” the
marshal said shaking the sport’s hand. “ Lieu-
tenant, signal the men to strike camp.”

In the course of half an hour the camp Was
struck, and Deadwood Dick in company with
the marshal, the lieutenant and another individ-
ual with long brown beard, who was introduced
by the marshal as Mr. Akronelle, were Seated in
the moonlight apart from the soldiers, engaged
in smoking.

It was then, at the marshal’s request, that the
ex-outlaw said:

“ Now, about the counterfeiters I spoke of. I
wish to ask on if you evsr heard of such a per-
son as Phan m Moll, the Girl Footpad?”

The marshal ave a. start.

“ I have hear much of her,” he replied.

“ She holds out up in the vicinity of a recent
mining strike called Tombstone, don’t he?”
Dick queried.

“ As to that I cannot say. She was a great
trouble and terror to the miners and settlers

made it sickly for those who attempted to cap-
ture her.”

reckon. I had a strange dream the other ni ht,
and that’s what started me out. I don‘t 0 tea
dream, but when I do it is always verified,
afterward. In this dream, I imagined there
was a new mining-cam called Tom tone City.
This I have since tone to be a fact. I dreampt
that the town was troubled b road-agents and
counterfeiters, all under the sad of a female
called Phantom Moll. Now, you me smile,
when I tell on that I never card 0 sucha
personas P antom Moll, untfl her name and
vision came to me in my dream—which oc-
curred, b the way, about a week ages.”

“Oh! have heard of persons aming of
those they were destined to meet in the future.
but of whom the had never heard before,” the
marshal said, n ding.
your dream end?" ,

. “ I dreampt that I set out for the new mining-
camp with the intention of breaking-up the
gang, and after many adventures I succeeded.
and brought the oflenders to justice. This por-
tion of my dream is not so plain in my memory
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I dreampt that there was a young orphan—a
cripple by the we , who was owner by right of
heritage, of cousi erable mining territory. Her
name was Cora. Clydel”

As he spoke, Deadwood Dick was gazing at
his feet, but some subtle instinct told him that
one of his three auditors started, perceptibly.
He looked up, presently, scanning each of the
three faces, minutely, but failed to detect on
either a trace of surprise.

“I thought I befriended this girl,”ho con-
tinued, “and the townspeople rose against me,
and drove me out. I 17 en organized a band of
agents, and waged war, right and left, until
road-agents, counterfeiters and ruflians, were
all cleaned out, and peace and prosperity rc—
stored.”

“ And you put confidence in this dream, eh?”
the marshal asked.

“Yes. We were mining over on tho Bitter
Creek—I and a Mexican named Cordova—at the
time; and having perfect faith in the dream, I
.took Cordova into my scheme, and we set forth
for Tombstone. To—night, while taking an after-
supper na , the treacherous cuss must have

,partiall rugged me, and bound me to the

tee, w ere found In self, on awakening.
Taking my weapons and orse, he has sloped.”

The marshal was silent a moment.

“ Do you propose to pursue your origin-.11 pur-
ggse of hunting up this dream business!" he

ally asked.

“ Of course I do,” Deadwood Dick replied. _“ I
shall give the matter a thorough investigation,
and doubt not but what I shall find verification
for the best part of m dream.”

,, “Well, perhaps. , myself. have some rea-
son to believe that counterfeiters may exist in
that region. Therefore, as you are just such a
man as I believe would do good service, I will,
as is in my power, appoint you as one of my
deputies, which will put the law in your hands.
I will also give you an order by which you can
draw rations for yourself and men at any
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, CHAPTER II.
A “menace” AND ITS “mums.”

v THE road leading from Silverville to Tomb-
stone City was one of the wildest of all that
wild 'on. . Silverville, nestling uponasort of

’ mountain plateau five hundred feet above the

, level of the prairie, was simply a collection of
half a dozen rude cabins and a log tavern, with
a population of thirty or forty people, all of the
sterner sex.

No woman had yet lent her enchantment to
the paradise of Silverville, and yet there were
some marriages.ny inclined pil 'ms there, new 1y
to harness up at any eligi le opportunity.
Rising the mountain from Silvervdle, toward
the north, the stage trail ran on through a wild
district to a little placer burg called Gloryville,
to which all the regular mails were eent before
sturdy Joe Raop started a daily stage from
Glorywilled'o Silverville, and subsequently from
$ilvervilleto To us City, the new Eldoradn,
1n the depths of t e mountains. As soon as the
discovery of Tombstone bec me an assured suc-

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ways well patronized, and he made two trips a
week from Gloryville to Tombstone and return,
with Silverville the noonday station.

Joe Rapp was a shrewd, far-seeing genius, and
always had Some plausible excuse to detain
passengers at Silverville several hours longer,
each trip, than was neceSSary for them to su ply
themselves with luncheon at the “ House—t at-
Jack-Built,” which was the high sounding title
of the single tavern. As a consequence the pas-
sengers generally lubricated freely, and Joe got
a percentage on the “ ile ” sold, and as much as
he could comfortably hold himself. And those
who pretended to know (1 id asseverate that Joe’s
storage capacity was at least “a quarter of a.
bar’l. ’

Then the veteran Jchu would yell “’Boardi”
spring to a. standing position upon his driver’s
box, and away would dash his six iii-hand at a
furious speed which would make the old
“hearse ” as the ponderous vehicle was called,
careen from side to side in an alarming way,
that caused inexperienced passengers’ hair liter-
ally to stand on end.

Jericho Joe, he was frequently called, was
a reckless driv , yet, strange to say, he never
had an accident or mishap from this fault.

About a month after the meeting between
Deadwood Dick and the U. S. Marshal, the
“hearse” en route for Tombstone, drew up be-
fore the Silverville tavern, and came to the
usual noonday halt, while Jericho Joe yelled out
the pleasant announcement—“Thirty minnits
fér grub an’ likker!” which caused a greater
share of the passengers to disembark and rush
pell-mell for the bar-room, which also was pro-
vided with a lunch-counter. For the most part,
the passengers consisted of bearded, roughly-
dressed fellows, with mining outfits strapped to
their backs, although there were a few more.
genteel appearing and better dressed individu‘
uls, whose peculiar vocations might have been
classed either as adventurers, speculators, sports
or gamblers.

Among these was one man whose handsome
face, tast attire, and nonchalant manner pro-
nounced im to be the sport and daredevil,
Deadwood Dick. As he sauntercd leisurely into
the tavern, using a light sporting rifle as a cane,
he attracted more attention than he was really
aware of.

The miners eyed him with curious glances,
and whispered among themselves; the better
dressed passengers regarded him with some-
thing hke doubt in the expression of their
glances. . _

There seemed to prevail a sort of suspicion
against him, but what, he did not.know, unless
by some means unknown to him, [they had
learned who he was.

As he had ridden on top of the stage, over
from Gloryville, some of.the passengers
not obtained a. glimpse of him until now.

Without pa ing any attention to their
glances, he too a position at one end of the
lunch counter, and began to eat such lunch as
was set before him, resolved to avoid a dis-

turbance, if indeed there was any desire amcgzfi ~

the miners to create one, which he- so
was the case. _
Among those near his end of the counter was

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away, when the Senator emerged from the)
tavern.

“ Hello! What‘s the matter here? Have you

bibed a “horn” of whisky between every two
or three mouthfuls of victuals, and who seemed
inclined to be talkative on the subject of road-
agents.

“So there’s danger of road-agents between
here and Tombstone, eh?” he asked of Jericho
Joefitwho was stowmg away “fodder,” at his
r1 .

if‘Waal, I should ponder!” the pro rietor of
the “hearse” allowed, uring out a rimming
glass of a decoction soh for Old Rye, and gulp«
in it down. “Reckon you’ve never been over
this trail, eh?” ,

“ Oh, no—never. I just left my seat in the
Senate, at Washington, last month, in order
that I might come out into this country on a
trip for the benefit of my health.”

‘ Phewl Then you’re a. senator, hey ’9‘” Joseph
demanded, in sur )rise.

“ Exactly, my fiend.”

“ S’pose that’s ycr darter, out in the coach,

9” .

“Yes, that is my only daughter. It is more
on her account than my own, that I am anxious
concerning these robbers who, you say, infest
this trail.”

“Waal, I allow et won’t do ye much good to
worry, pard, fer jest as likely as not tlier
stago’ll git stowed, today, In Phantom M011
and her gang. hen she soz ‘ hoai’ it’s bizness
every time, an’ ’tain’t no hel for it, ca’so she’s
got plenty 0’ help tew back er—fit‘ty or sixty
mas ed cusses, armed to the teeth.”

“It is shameful!” his senatorship declared,
with indignation, which he in some degree
washed down with another swig of “ hug-
jnice.” “ I shall report the matter to the Presi-
dent on my return to the Senate, and he will
undoubtedly order the army to clear out these
outlaws.”

The remainder of the conversation Deadwood
Dick did not overhear, as he finished eating and
adjourned to the outside of the tavern to enjoy a
ciiar, which was more than he had done in par-
ta ing of the fru 211 repeat.

The sta e-coac was standing in the road in
front of t e tavern, and as Dick stepped out, a

oung lady was looking from the open door, and
g accident or on purpose, he could not tell
w ‘ch, she dropped a handsome feather fan to
the ground.

Natural gallantry promptedhim to step for
ward, pick it up, and return it to her, though
something told him that the fan had been
dropped on purpose to attract his attention,
rather than by accident. ,

“ Thank you] I am both surprised and pleased
to see you here,” a low, softly-modulated voice
said as he returned it.

“ 0 thanks are necessary, lady,” the ex-out—

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sum: you have mistaken me for some other per-
son.

“Oh,no—7not a bit of it. I knew you the
moment you left the stage. But there comes

‘papg; pray don’t let him see you -Speaking to
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the coach, and was in the act of sauntering

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dared to address my daughter, sir?” he cried
with a flaming countenance, as he inform:
and confronted the man from Dakota.

“If you refer to‘the youn woman in the
coach my dear sir, I allow that took the liberty
of picking up and restoring to here fan she
chanced to dro upon the ground,” Deadwood
Dick replied, loo ing the Washingtonian square
in the face. “If I have perpetrated any par-
ticular insult in so doing, 1’] apologize on a
postal—card first chance I get.”

The senator grow more red in the countenance
at this, and muttering some unintelligible ex-
pression, turned abruptly and entered the coach,
while Dick sauntered down the road to walk off
his surprise. . '

“Well, here’s a go, before I’ve even 0t to

my dream’s destination,” he mutter . “I v

fancy I’ve seen this noble senator somewheres,
but cannot place him now. His eyes are
familiar, and the puller on the lower rtion of
his face indicates that he has recent y shaven
off a heavy board. As to the girl—blame me if
I know her. She is good-lookin , has ot red
hair, and a pair of eyes with con ensed evil in'
them. What strange fatality has thrown me in
contact with her? Who is she that she knows
me, and I don’t know her? What has the future
in store with this meeting as a forerunner?
Humphl
these three conundrums at , all. As for‘ his
senatorship, 1— 1—1 don’t quite understand him

e . .

y He went back to the tavern wherelmost of
the passengers were collected outside the door,
supposing that the stage was about to start.
But to his surprise, he found that they were
evidently waiting for him, as some had drawn
weapons, and all glances were directed at him
in none too friendly an expression.

Jericho Joe seemed to head the party as spokes- _
man, and as Deadwood Dick came up, and
pausedi a few paces off to await developments,
he sai :

“ Waal, stran er, the aspect lakes kinder war-
like, eh? Lukes ike as of thar was liable to be
a funeral horeabouts, don’t it?” he said, in his
jocular way;

“I shou d sa it did.” the groans; Dakotan
replied, pleasan y. “What’s 1; 8 go? Pnepar-
ing fer a siege a ainst the road-agents?”

“ Waal, no—t at is, there’s a leetle deflckelty
uriz amongst the passengers, consarnin’ you,
which they’ve left me tew settle.” .

“ Difficult concerning me P”

“ Yes. 9 see the b yees hev somehow got it
inter their heads that you’re the famous road-
agent who aster perumbulate‘ up around the
Black Hills under the name 0’ Deadwood Dick
an’ of sech be the case. the’d jest as he! you’d
not take passage in the same coach With them

I reckon I’d better not meddle With "

from hyar on ter Tombstone, allowin" yeow are ‘.

in lea us with Phantom Moll an’ her gang.”

“, l that’s it. eh? Well, now, myfriends, set
your hearts at rest on one score. I am the
remarkable structure of humanit
Deadwood Dick. at I am in t e employ of

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my past career. If you can read, I have a paper
here which fully ex lains Why I am here—or at
least what kind of a irpin I am.”

And as he concluded he drew an official look-
ing document from an inner pocket and handed
it to the stagedriver.

Now Jericho Joe had at some distant day in
his past eventful life acquired the art of read—
ing and spelling. which enabled him to read the
document, which he did several times over

‘ whereu n he returned it to Deadwood Dick.

“We 1! what do you make of it?” the sport-
detective demanded, triumphantly. “Are you
satisfied?”

“Yes, I’m satisfied thet you’re all s uare,”
Joe replied climbing up to the drivers box.
“I allow the boys’ accept o’ anything thct
suits me. Eh, pilgrims? I pronounce Dead-
wood Dick on the square, and as hovin’ a legal
right tew go throu h to Tombstone on the
hearse—ain’t thet enu l”

"‘I reckon that’s satisfactory," one of the
miners said, and the others nodded assent.
u “ Then all aboard 1" Joe yelled, picking up the

nos.

ad in a few moments more the ponderous

vehicle rolled away down the rough, tortuous
mountain road into the heart of a wild, rocky,
timbered country, at a terrible rate of Speed,
the fractions horses at u gallop, and Jericho Joe
handling the triple pairof lines. and cracking his
whip dexterously, while be sung and cursed the
leaders, alternately.

It was not until they were nearly a mile out
of Silverville that Deadwood Dick made the
discovery that the man who had announced

. himself as a senator was one of the outside pas-

sengers of the coach, and the discovery caused
him to wonder what was the causa. He felt
sure that there was some good reason, or his
senatorship would not have left his daughter
alone in the coach below.

The afternoon passed rapidly.

The country they passed through was wild
enough. and yet of great natural scenic gran-
deur. In places the stage would whirl abruptly
around a narrow bend in the road, on one side
of which a terrible abyss yawned dark and
awful, and into which the stage frequently
threatened to tumble.

Night drew on, and the full moon rose bril-
liantly in the heavens as if to light the danger-
oufigail over which t e rumbling, joiting stage
ro .

“’Get yer pocket-books ready, boy's!” Jericho
Joe yelled, cracking his whip. “ We’re gittin’

[along nigh about the place where Phantom M011

0’ tryin’ ter ht, fer thar’s allus five to one in
her favor, an when she’s fired upon she allus
cleans out every passenger and sends him en
route fer the happy land 0’ Canaan, you betl”

0n rolled the “hearse” as if eager to en-
counter the dnsky knights of the road—on, on.
until Jericho Joe gave vent to a peculiar growl
and jerked his horses suddenly back upon their
haunches.

“Road-azantsi” he uttered: then the passen-
gers upon the top of the stage saw a swarm of
dash figures suddenly arise as if from the
bowels o the earth, and surround the stage—

an’ vher gangFmakes their appearance. No use

 

boarded, masked men, armed with carbines and
looking well fitted for their lawless occupation.

“Throw up your hands! Death to him who
offers resistance,” rung out the stern cry, on
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CHAPTER III.
PHANTOM MOLL AT HOME.

11‘ was a brus ue, business-like command that
those who were urdened with tplethoric pocket-
books failed to appreciate, an in consequence
thereof, several of the uninitiated drew and
cooked their revolvers, but were prevented
from using them by others who knew enough
of this road—agent business, to be certain that
fight was inadvisable, especially when the
knights of the trail numbered four or five to
every one of the passengers.

“ Come, gentlemen, dish over your valuables!”
cried a burly individual, who stood a little apart
from the rest, and seemed to be the commander.
“ If you will persist in traveling our road, you
must reasonably expect to pay toll. So fork
over your cash, chronometers, an’ yer jewelry,
deeds, chattel mortgages, and so forth, and you
can go on to seek Yer Tombstone. No mulish-
ness, now, as we’ve a private cemetery, around
the hill, yonder, where we chuck refractory
patients under the sod!”

Those within the stage forked over such
wealth as they chanced to have, and then those
on too were politely invited to rlisgorge—all ex-
cept Deadwood Dick and the senator.

The latter was not paid the least attention by
themed-agents; and when they came to Dead-
wood Dick, one of the masked men said:

“ You can irit oil? 0’ the stage, my friend. The
captain would like to see you!”

‘ I prefer to remain where I am,” Dick
replied, coolly. “ I have a ‘few dollars in
money, and if you prefer that, I will hand it
over.

“ Our orders is to fetch you. sir, instead of
your wealth!” the pokesman said, sterulv. “ 8')
you might as well climb down, first as last,
or we shall have to draw a bend on you. Dead
or alive, was what Phantom Moll said.”

“ “Tell, if this is the case, I presume I’d better
hang on to the life consideration,” Dick said,
jumping from the stage. “ I s’pose you’re sure
you’ve got the right man '9‘”

“ Oh, yes. Deadwwd Dick is too well known
for any mistake to be made,” the road-agent
replied, with a gruff laugh. “Go ahead with
yer stage, Rapp; we’ll call on you again, some
other time l” , .

Jericho Joe accordingly cracked his whip and
the stage rolled away. .

“A clever piece of acting. gentlemen,” Dick
heard the senator say to those on top of the
stage, in a sarcastic tone.

“ You are probabl, aware of the fact that it
cost our friend of eadwood no serious incon-
venience to stop ever With the outlaws—at least
he didn‘t shed any regretful tears at beigfi
detained. Hal ha! I presume we shall
learn a lesson.” '

Then the stage rolled on and the rumble pre-
vented Deadwood Dick from hearinrz more. ‘

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veins, however at what he had heard, for

he saw the stub this stranger had given him.

He knew in him he had an enemy, and doubted

not that it was he who had been the silent
irojector of the attempted disturbance at
ilverville.

His meditations were interrupted by a hand
bein laid upon his shoulder, and a voice saying:

“ eadwood Dick, do you propose to accom-
pany us willingly, or shall we have to bind and
carry you?”

“ on need not put yourself to that trouble,”
Dick replied. “I recognize the odds against
me and acquiesce. Proceed and I will follow.”

“ You are wise. Our orders were to shoot
you if you became bulky. You will permit us
to blindfold your eyes, then we will start for
headquarters.”

This was accordingly done, and Dick was led
off, with a man holding each'arm. By~ the
tramping be judged that the remainder of the
gang were bringing up the rear.

For fully two hours the march continued,
without cessation, ere a halt was made, and
the bandage removed from his eyes.

To his surprise he found himself in what was
evidently a mammoth cabin, With walls and
roof of eavy logs. ,

The main 9. rtment was at least eighty by
one hundred eat, and then there were board
partitions which suggested the existence of other
apartments.

The roof of logs was built of sound hewn
timber, at a stoe itch, and the crevices be-

flll with clay or mud. There

was no floor to the cabin other than the earth,

,and, what was most remarkable, not a window,

door, or, a mode of entrance visible any-

where, even m the partitions, except it were a

huge chimney of adobes which was built over a
fireplace atone end of the big room.

Deadwood Dick noted all these particulars in
a few glances, then turned to review his captors
in the light of numerous lanterns that were
hung about. They were a tough-looking lot—
roughly dressed, with belts at the waist contain-
ing small arsenals of knives imd revolvers' and
each man were a long false black beard and
mustache in addition to a\ mask of oilcloth that
covered all of the upper portion of his face ex-
ce t the eyes.

‘ You can roam about wherever you please,
now,” the evident sub-commander said, ‘until
the captain comes, because, as you will per-
ceive, there is no chance for you to escape."

“I see ou’ve got ratheratight pen here,”
Dick replied. “ I dare say, however, there is
more than one way to get in and out of it.
What time may I naturally expect to see the
captain?"

“Ohl presently. She‘s very busy counting
money, now, I guess.”

Then the man, who was called Cal b his
companions, turned away, and Dick was eft to
himself. a , .

The ‘place was provided with a rude bar at
one on , and goingto it, Dick purchased acigar
of the masked keeper, ht it, and then stretched
himself out upon a bench, a series of which ran
around the Sides of the rdom, to meditate upon
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How his little venture was destined to turn
out he could not foresee. As yet he had not re-
ceived very harsh treatment—indeed, his wea-
pons had not been taken from him—but he felt
that the arrival of the famous female outlaw,
Phantom Moll, would be the event of his future
destiny.

Then he thought of his official documents,
and knew that it would be disastrous for him
to lose them, as it Would put him out of ower
until he could a ain consult with the . 8.
Marshal, who ha issued them. Watching a
chance when no e es were turned 11 n him, he
took them from )is pocket, doubl them into
as small compass as possible—then sli ped them
into a crevice between the logs, w are they
would not be readily noticed, but where he
could find them, if opportunity came for him
to esca .

- He tfgn changed his seat to another part of
the cabin, feeling considerable satisfaction in
knowing that if he was searched, all they could 6
find was the small amount of money he had with
1m.
About half an hour later Phantom Moll ap-
peared in the main part ot the cabin. Just how
she entered Dick could not tell, as she was ap-
proaching him when he discovered her.

Of medium hight of women she was possessed
of a form strikingly beautiful, symmetrical and
graceful, as relieved by a neat-fitting suit of
male attire, with knee-boots, corduroy acket‘,
lightcolored pants and hunting-shirt, and aunty
slouch hat upon a shapely head, set 0 by a
wealth of wavy brown hair, which fell back
over her shoulders.

Her face above the point of the nose was con-
cealed behind a crimson cloth mask, but the
mouth and chin and the throat were fair to
view, and bespoke the fact that the whole face
was rather cpretty. Her hands were small and
shapely, an covered with numerous rich gold \
rings, with diamond settings. In her belt she ‘
wore a pair of ivox -handled revolvers of large
caliber, and a gli ering dagger with a gold-
mounted hilt.

Such were the points that Deadwood Dick no-
ticed of this female brigand, who approached
him unhesitatingly, her gleaming1 eyes sur-
veysilpg him sharply through the oles in her
ma . i »

“Deadwood Dick!” she said, pausing a few
paces from him, and speaking in an impressive

one—“Deadwood Dick, are you aware where
you are, and whom you are confronting?"

“ Well, according to my best eyeeith, I should
jud e I am in an outlaw strongho d,” Dick re-
pli , quietly, “ and accordingmtotpopular belief,
I should, infer that I was now 6 presence of
a . ’

“ In both of which conclusions. you are cor-
rect. I am a spirit—an embodied phantom
from beyond the grave to rule and lead for
others to follow.”

“ Well, now, on appearto berather ahealth
ghost, too,” Di allowed. sarcasticallv. “Hows ,
the other hosts and ghostesses, may ask?” a

“It ma rs not. Your words seem to in-
dicate that you doubt that I am more than
simply flesh and blood?" ‘

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struck the wrong chap to successfully play the
host on. I’ve had some experience in that
ne myself, and don’t take any stock at par
value.”

“ You are a strange man. Do you not believe
in things disembodied?”

“ Not on the present occasion. One reason is,
I don’t happen tonotice your angelic wings;
then again, your a pearance is so exceedingly
life—like and natura , that I dare to presume if I
was to stab you with a dagger, you d be a very
sick host.”

“ ou needn’t experiment any, in the matter.
I see you are not tobe fooled—so we will come
down to business. Follow me to my private
office, and we will converse in regard to what
dis sition is to be made of you.”

is matter-of—fact invitation Dick resolved to
accept, and accordingly arose to his feet.

Part of his remarkable dream was being
verified, accordin to his prediction, and he
was now eager to ollow it out to its end.

As soon as he arose Phantom Moll led the
way ‘toward one of the , artitions, which, as
they approached it, p in the center and
slid to either side enough to admit of their
passage when they slid to again, by some
means ick did not just then discover.

They were now in a narrow hall; passing
throu h which, and past several doors on either
side, t ey entered another room off of the end
of the ball. This proved to be a continuation of
the cabin, being in width and length about twen-

t by thirty feet, and provided with a board

001', which was covered with a carpeting of
bear and wolf-skins, with the furry Side up—a
mattin at once neat and luxurious.

The rniture consisted of several fur-covered

, chairs a round table in the center of the room,
on wh ch 3. lantern was burning—a couch of furs
at one side, and near it a fireplace, in which a
:few sticks were smoldering. In addition there
was a machine at one side of the room ntrongly
resembling a cylinder lprinting-press, above
which was a swinging-she f, containing an enor-
mous pile Of what appeared to be plates of lead
mounted on blocks of wood. These Dick at once
concluded were the plates from which counter-
feit money was printed.

0n the opposite side of the room was a large
open<front desk, containing numerous pigeon-
holes, each one of which contained several pack-
ages wrapped in red, blue and yellow tissue
paper, and numbered on the ends that protruded

mm the holes.

Dick took in all these points at a roving

lance, and then accepted the easy-chair that

hantom Moll set forward for him, after which
she seated herself facing him.

“ Now then, we are alone, and can talk busi—
ness,” she said, lighting; a cigarette. and blowing
a cloud of smoke ceilingward. “ What do you
think of my quarters?"

“I think you have a remarkably appointed
den,” Dick confessed, “where you might enjoy
an honest life very much. As it is, I cannot say
what enjoyment you have.”

“ Oh! I get along all right, never fear. ’Tis a
filly hfe we outlawed sinners lead—but. as you

ve been a road-agent in the past, I dare say

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ever, when I heard that you had taken up sides
against those of your own kind."

“ You are mistaken. My band of road—agents
were not desperadoes and cut-throats by choice;
it was only when dogged by the minions of jus—
tice that we hit back.

“ Nevertheless you were outlaws, and got the
name of being a desperate crowd. Even now
you are liable to be lynched whenever recog—
nized as Deadwood Dic ."

“ 0h! perhaps—again. rhaps not. I manage
to get along through li s with sufficient breath
for uman navigation. How came you to know
I was coming to these parts?”

“ Oh! I was posted soon after ou started.”

“By the cursed Mexican dog, arlos Cordova,

eh!”
“ Yes, b him, for one. I didn’t y much at-
tention to is report, until I learn of your be-

ing appointed deputy-marshal. Then I made up
my mind it Would be best to look after you.”

‘Ah! I think I see whence emanated your in-
formation,” Dick said, scratching his head. “ I
had until now quite forgotten the man Akron-
elle, who was with the marshal.”

Phantom Moll laughed lightly.

“ You are shrew at guessing," she said.
“Akronelle was the man. Did your remark-
able dream prepare you for capture by my
men?”

“Yes. I dreamed that I was captured, and
that I escaped.”

“That you can never do. You have two
fates to choose from. You are a shrewd, capa-
ble, wonderfully gifted man, who would be an
advantage to our gang as a member. Therefore
I offer you the pOSition Of captain of the band,
generalship, when you consent to
shoulder O‘ur obligations, swear our oaths of fidel-
ity, and submit to our rules of initiation. _On
the other hand. if you refuse, you have the chOice
of being riddled by the bullets from. a hundred
rifles, to-morrow, at sunset. flow like you the
prospect?"

CHAPTER IV.
aromas. WOMAN AND A DONKEY.

“I CANNOT say that I particularly admire it,”
Deadwood Dick replied ‘but forced to choose
between the two evils, Ishould prefer the chill~
ed plumbago to the captaincy.”

‘ Pshaw! you are very foolish. Death is ever
to be avoided, when life can as well be had.,
Here 1 ofler you a ition next tomyself in
rank, which means a ree and easy life, plenty
of money and every desired comfort that money
can procure.”

“And just enough rope to elevate me, when
the Vigilantes might chance to get hold of
me i”

“ Bah! they neVer caught Phantom Moll, at,
and I’ll wager you’re sharp. enough to eude
them. Supposmgl were to give you your lib-
erty, and you were to go over to Tombstone—
what think you would be the result? Why,
they’d string you up to the handiest tree as
being one of Phantom Moll’s agents,‘because
your fellow-passengers suspicioned you. and felt
that their suspicions were confirmed when they
saw you peaceably submit to the invitation of

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, yes; i was proposed an o ilgrun‘
on the stage that I was a mem r of you? gang,
or else the other passengers would never have
thought of it. I’ll have to kee his kindness
in memory, or I may forget to t ank him. If
your doubts as to my welfare hinder you from
granting my release, I beg you to dismiss them
at once, because I am well calculated to take
care of myself.”

“Because on have a little paper Yrom the
U. S. Marsha . Will you be kind enough to let
me look at it?"

“Impossible, as it is not in my possession at
present—nor do I fancy I should turn it over if

did have it.”

“Oh, wouldn't you? I may have diflerent
views of the matter. But superfluous conversa-
tion in such a case, Deadwood Dick, is useless.
You came to this region with a fixed resolve to
break 11 my band of road-agents and counter-
feiting uslness. I know you from repute to
be a great man—a man whom I have every
reason to refer as a friend rather than as an
enemy. on have refused two choices I tender-
ed on; I will now make you another offer—-
wh ch is ver foolish, as I have you in my power
and need no necessaril ofl’er terms. If you will

ve me your word 0 honor as a man that on

ing released on will at once and forever with-
draw all hostillty toward us and quit this part
of the country for good, I will y over to on
in good money five thousand do rs. Still t-
ter, join the band and marry me, and ‘on shall
have the whole command.”

“ Neither reposition can I find it convenient
to accept," ick said, decidedly. “You have it
in your power to release me or kill me. Do as
you choose.”

“Then you shall die to-morrow at sunset!”
the female road-agent cried angrily, smiting the
table with her cinched fist. “ on will find
that I am not to be trifled with.”

As she struck the table one side of her mask
became unloosened, and it fell aside, so that
Dick got an instant’s glimpse of her face ere
she hastily replaced it. It was a pretty face he
saw—sue a face as ill became the calling its
owner ursued and though he only obtained a
single ook at it, it was indelibly photographed
upon his memory. ‘

“ The mishap was opportune,” he said. “ I was
wishing for a view of your face.” .

“ I presume you’ll admit that it"s a pretty
face,” she retorted, not seeming to be much put
out.

“Too pretty, I should 'udge, to belong to a
robbexl'1 and murderessi" e responded, gravely
enou . \

“ on are insolent,” she cried, and pulled a
little cord that hung down from the ceiling.
“ You have till twelve tomorrow, to reconsider
your decision: failing in which, you will be shot
at sunset.”

Two brawny rufl‘lans entered at this uncture
and seizing D ck by the arms marched im out.
As he was about making his exit he gave the
bandit queenahaughty glance andsaid, with
biting sarcasm:

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you again directly, you may expect to hear from
me. al tal"

And he laughed his old peculiar wild laugh,
that used to resound weirdly through the gor es
of the Black Hills, in those days when he and is
trusty followers followed the golden trails. A

Instead of returning him to the main room of
the great cabin, the road-agents disarmed him
and thrust him into a side room opening oi! from
the dark, narrow hall.

Then they closed the door and locked it on
the outside, and Dick was left to his own medi-
tations.

His new prison was about the size of the queen
bundit’s apartment. but furnished only With a
pile of bearskins and a torch which burned from
a crevice in one side of the lo, walls.

The light, however, was we come and throw:
ing himself upon the pile of furs, he began to
consider what was best to do.

It was a matter, however, that deliberation
did not materially improve, as facts as they
stood, were not too leasant. He did not doubt
but what Phantom 011 would have him shot,
rather than allow him to escape and organize a
siege against her and her band, and, on the
other hand, he was resolved to risk the shooting
rather than join the rufflanl crew, and thereby
back out of the mission he ad set forth to ac-
complish.

These seemed to be the only parts of the case
to consider, for escape appeared to be out of the
question. .

He lay thus in deep thought, until a clock in
an adjoining apartment chimed out the hour of
twelve. Then, overcome with weariness, he *
dro ped of! into a sound sleep. When he awak-
en it was witha start. Some one was shaking
him by the arm, and on rising to a sitting poe‘
ture, he discovered that it was, udging ythe
form, a woman dressed in men’s c othes—in fact
just as Phantom Moll had appeared, except 
the present person wore a feather in her hat
and a scarlet velvet jacket, instead of one of cor-
duro .

Otherwise she had the same appearance as the

8 queen, both in symmetry and grace of
figure and in general attire.

‘Well, what do ou wantt’.‘ Dick demanded,
supposing it was n fact Phantom Moll. “ It
isn’ sunset, is it?”

“ ’Shi kee quiet if on value your life,” was
the whispe reply. ‘ I have come to set you
at liberty, so rise and follow me and plant our
footste cautiously, or we risk discovery, w ich
would 0 disastrous.”

“ But, hold! Before I leave this place ~ I
must get some papers I concealed in the main
room.’

“Here they are. I saw you when
cealed them. and took pains to get

on. '
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and thrust them into his bootleg. .“ I am placed
under great chums for this act alone.
Surely you are not tom Moll!”

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all probability never know. Enough that I ‘
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With his commission restored to him he was
glad enough to get away, where he could have a
chance to make and perfect plans for the cap-
ture of the powerful and defiant gang of road-
agents and counterfeiters.

Taking his hand in her own, which was soft
and small, she led the way from the room
through the door, into the hall, where she paused
and lifted up a trap-door in the floor, whereat
was disclose a s uare aperture, against one
side of which a lad( er furnished the only visible
means of descent into what appeared to be a
bottomless pit.

“ You descend first, and I will follow and
close the trap,” Dick’s strange resouer ordered.

Heobeyed and soon found himself standing
in what appeared to be an underground passage.
:Here he waited until his rescuer came down,
when she produced and lit a lantern, which
enabled him to take a survey of his situation.

They were standing in a long passage which
was barely high enough to admit of their stand-
ing. erect, and which was cut out of solid rock.

he masked female now led off .with the
light, and Dick followed, a silence prevailing
between them.

A few rods from the ladder the passn ge grew
wider on either side, and here Dick noted were
at least three—score of horses, tied to improvised
mangers. full half of the number being saddled
and bridled, ready for use.

Passing on, the vault grew narrower again,

’ and continued so for a hundred yards, when it

suddenly ended in front of a dense Jungle of
young pines, which was threaded by a narrow
pathwa , well worn, and barely wide enough to
admit t e passage of a horse and rider.

At the mouth of the vault a masked man was

reclining upon a pile of grass, but he merely.

uide led the

looked up with a grunt, as Dick’s
epths of the

way from the vault, on into the
jungle. r

Following the tortuous windings of the trail,
they, half an hour later, emerged u on the crest
of a small mountain, barren of iim er.

Here they came to a halt, and gazing back in
the direction whence they had come, Deadwood
Dick beheld a great stretch of dense pine forest
as far as the nakdi eye could reach, said forest
covering several neighboring mount'xins, and
presenting eve here a landscape of dark-
green, as views in the light of the spectral
moon, which hung low toward the western
horizon. '

Day was already gradually breaking in the
east, in which direction they were proceeding,
on gaining the mountain crest.

Before them the mountain descended grad-
ually, rough and rocky, and sparsely timbered.
into a narrow, o n valley which wound around
the base of snot er mountain, five miles away,
and through which valley ran a silvery stream
of water.

A trail descended from where Dick and his
rescuer stood, toward the valley—another trail
ran oil to the right in the depth of a steeper
mountain and forest.

“ There l” I have now brought you where you

can easily find your way to Tombstone City,” ‘

the masked guide said. “The trail to east, up
through the valley, leadsthere.” . '

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“ Thanks, I ,will take it and try to reach the
camp. In what way can I repay on for your
service in rescuing me, lad —f0r 1y know of no
other name to address you y?”

“ No payment is required, sir. I rescued you
because I heard of your capture by Phantom
Moll’s gang, and it was in my power to do so—
because I have always heard that you were a
brave, fearless man, who would ever fight in
behalf of honest and honorable women, rather
than against them!”

“ I am glad you have heard so well of me.
My life has not been altogether unchequered
with dark lines, but I reckon it has not been
entirely made up of bad deeds. But, before I
go, will you not favor me with your name——
some title at least by which I can remember
younin kindly gratitude for the service done
me?

“Well, if you persist. call me simply Belle.
Now you had best go, for if my—if Phantom
M01] 3 ould discover your escape, pursuit would
be given, and you might return a prisoner.
Also, never sleep except with one eye open,
while in Tombstone, for I allow you’ll find it
worth while to lookout for Number One, while
there. Have you no weapons?”

“Not at present. The road—agents appropri-
ated them.”

“ Then take one of my revolvers, as you may
need it. If I see you again, I’ll step up and take
it out of your belt, and you’ll know it has return-
ed to its owner.”

She handed him a handsome six-shooter of
business size, and then tipping her plumed hat,
she tur d and descended the mountain by the
right-h nd trail.

{Watching her until a jutting spur of rock hid
her from View, Dick thrust the revolver into
his lbelt,‘ and strode away down the eastern
trai .

By the time he reached the bottom of the
rugged valley day had fully dawned, and a
hazy red sun shot its rays athwart the crest of

'the eastern horizon.

After bathing his face and hands in the waters
of the clear, 5 rkling stream, he set out at a
brisk walk for ombstone.

Just about the time he came to a bend in the

valley, he spied a very scrawny and withal a
very demure-leaking donkey grazing composed-
ly along the banks of the stream.
No claimant for the animal was in view and
the donke was also bridled. Discover-in which,
Deadw Dick decided he would not his
journey on foot, but impress the donkey into his
service.

He had no difllcul in approaching and seem-
ing the animal, but w en he attempted tomount,
he found that he had a Job before him. The
donkey absolutely refused. to be mounted, and
showed an ugl dispOSition. But DeadWOOd
Dick was too 01 a horsemanto be fooled in this
way, and soon landed himself successfully
upon the donkey’s back, whereupon he threw
his arms about the neck and locked his feet about
the belly of the Victim, in triumph.

Then the donkey began to rear and snort and
buck, but failed to dislodge his unwelcome pas-

senger; whereupon with loud and discordant-

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gays. and ears laid back, he began to run at the
of his speed.

ang on for dear life did Deadwood Dick, and
it was in this rather ridiculous manner that he
made his first entree into the young mining—city
of Tombstone, amid shouts of laughter from a
crowd of idle bystanders, and the unearthly
brays of the donkey.

CHAPTER V.
TUMBSTONE.

Tun flying horseman, or rather donkey-man
soon attracted the attention of all the people 0
the mining—camp, and the narrow gulch street
was lined on either side by as rough and un-
couth a crowd of humans as Dick had met in
many a day, most of whom were miners, equip-
ped with picks and pans. '

The donkey continued his mad race until he
came opposite a large slab shanty, bearing
above its door a sign inscribed as follows:

“EUREKA SALOON.
’SniAN SAL, PROP‘R.”

Here the donkey stopped abruptly, probably
calculating to heave his unwelcome burden over
his head.

But he failed in that calculation, for Dick
still retained his hug, and remained seated.
Then, when he saw that the bad-tem red ani-
mal was likely to center off again, 9 quietly
slipped to the ground.

‘ Therel You can go, now, beauty,” he
laughed. “You struck the wrong side of an
earthquake, when you set out to buck off a
Dakotan, I can tell you.”

The donkey seemed to be cognizant of its de-
feat, for it laid back its ears and brayed loudly,
whereat the bystanders laughed.

Then Dick turned and entered the “Eureka.”

It was a. rough two-story building. The up—
per part, reached by an outside staircase, was
run as a boarding and lodging house, by an old
Dutchman, while the lower story, as indicated
lay the sign, was run by ’Shian Sal as a sa-

oon. I

On entering, Dick found himself in a long
roughly-finished apartment. containing a num-
ber of deal and gaming tables and chairs, while
at the op site end was a long counter or bar,
behind w ich was a large mirror, on either side
of which were shelves containing bottles, de~
canters and glasses.

A Chinaman, with a flat, comical visage and
almond eyes, not to mention a very elaborately
ribboned pigtail, presrled behind the bar, as
dispenser of liquid refreshments, and a single
glance at him satisfied Deadwood Dick that he
was “ nobody’s fool ” if he was a Celestial.

At the time of his entrance there were but,

two occupants to the saloon, aside from himself

. and the barkeeper.

One of these was evidently the proprietress,
and the Dakotan gazed at her in no little as-
tonishment, for he saw that. in feature. she very
closely resembled a face he had lately seen, else-

where. 4

And the face Was that of Phantom Moll, the
female road-agent! The eyes. the mouth, the
contour 0: features, the hair—all were those of

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his late captor. The form, too, was nearly the
same, though if anything more petite and ace-
ful, its symmetry of contour being reveale b a.
neat-fitting costume consisting of patent~leat er
to -boot:, pants of buckskin-colored cloth, with

od fringe upon the outside scams; 9. white

uck vest and white flannel shirt, with collar
open at the throat; a Wide-rimmed white felt
hat. pinned u at one side with a gold butterfly,
with diamon eyes, and a jaunty Jacket of same
color as pants. and likewise liberally decorated
with gold fringe. She wore a pair of service-
able revolvers in her belt, and a knife hilt
peeped from its sheath upon her hip.

Such is a description of the person whom
Dick saw seated at a table, engaged at a. game
of cards—a young woman apparently not over
eighteen years of age.

fsurprised when he gazed at the woman.
Deadwood Dick was more than astonished when
be surveyed the man with whom she was play-
ing, for e babeld his own likeness before him,
in every respect-a man whose form and face-
in every detail resembled the young Dakotan—
whose features, eyes, mouth, mustache, hair
and shape of head, were all a perfect counter-
part of those of Deadwood Dick.

His dress, however, consisted of a full suit of
spotless white duck, with slippers upon his feet
and a round scarlet smoking-cap on his head,
while/in his belt he were just an even half-
dozer. of dangerous-looking revolvers, all at
half-cock.

So forcibly was be impressed with the a r-
ance of these two persons, that Deadw ick
paused a few moments near the door and gazed
:traight at them, scarcely able to credit what

9 saw.

At first he was tempted to believe that the . “

young woman was indeed Phantom Moll, but a
closer study_ot her expression of countenance
Sonvmced him for the time bging, to the con-
rary.

But who was the chap who looked ’0 much
like himself?

That was a question he was obliged to pro-
nounce a “sticker,” until subsequent revela-
tions should answer it. ‘

The attention of the players was‘ finally at-
tractedto the watcher by a grunt from the
barkeeper, whereugon the young woman threw
down the cards an thumped the table with her,

st.
“Well! by blazes!” was her ejaculation. r

“Two of a kind, as I live! Do you see, Mis—
sourii—thar’s ycr double 1” r
“Humphl the fellow does copy my mug
quite creditably. I say, stranger, whats your
bizness’i”
“That depends somewhat u
stances,” Deadwood Dick repli
and not liking the queryan too well.
needn’t trouble to ask yours, perceive.”
And the Dakotan dropped into a. seat, handy

Y- .
“ By which I presume you mean to infer that

n circum-
. advancing,

I am a professional card-sharp?” the-counter- ‘

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pa“ Exactly. That‘s what I died you upzfqr.,
$311: knowing your name. No ofleme.‘

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“ You’d be crossing Jordan, I allow, it there
was any particularl !" was the reply, witha
hoarse chuckle. “ ay I ask who you are—as
I notice that you and I somewhat resemble
each other?”

“ Certainly!” Dick replied. “ The handle I’m
most familiarly grasped by is Deadwood Dick.”

“ The devil you say!” the counterpart gasped.

“Well, by blazes!” the young woman ejacu-
lated, springing to her feet. It struck me
that’s who you was, the moment I saw you.
Shake hands, Deadwoodl My name’s ’Shian
Sal-formerly o’ Cheyenne, ye sco~and I’m the
boss of this ranch, and am right glad to welcome

you!”
“ If so, why so?” Dick queried, shakin-T her
soft, warm hflnd as requested. “I don’t now

that I ever had the honor of your acquaintance
before?”

“Ha! ha! ha!” the girl laughed, merrily—-
“ do ye mind that, Missouri? The honor of my
acquaintance! PM he shot ef he ain’t the first
chap thet ever allbwed et was any honor to
"cum ’quwinted wi’ ’Shian Sal. But I allow I
ain’t no bad piece, Deadwood, ’cept that I like
to gamble, smoke, and occasionally take a
lemonade with a stick in it, and sometimes
I pop over a rouizh, jest to keep my hand
in and let ’em know Sal is old izness.
As for yer knowin’ me, probably ye never did
-leastwise not till now. But, you—by blazes,
I’ve allus know’d you since I first anchored over
in ’Shiau;.that is, by report. An’ when any
EEIODIE used to tell me you was a bad pill, I told

im he was a liar. Even the newspapers bed to
admit thet you never hurt anybody, ’less they
deserved it, or commenced the. row. And, says
I: ‘Ef I ever meet that Deadwood Dick. I’m
goin’toshake hands with him, because he’s a
chap after my own likiu’, who ain’t afeard 0’
nobody or nothin’.”

Dick smiled. a d his memory bounded back to
his faithful girl-gardner of many a by-and-gone
scrape, valiant Calamity Jane, whom this new
acquaintance reminded him of.

‘ ‘ I am glad to have met sowarm an advo-
cate,” he said. “By the way, how is the look-
out here in Tombstone?"

“Bully!” ’Shian Sal declared with emphasis.
“The miners is getting plenty of payin dirt
on the surface, an’ my shaft over in the b uff is

nning out some rich quartz. You bet yer

ots thet prospects airs boomin’!”

“ But hardly so for you i” Missouri said, ad-
dressing Dick, with a somewhat peculiar shrug
of his shoulders.

“Think not? Why?"

“Oh, because I am inclined to think the
citizens will object to your mixing; into the
population. Road~agents and horse-thieves are
shown but little mercy, here.”

“Presumedly, you are right. But you see I
happen to be prepared for any objections they
me have.”

‘ Good fer you, Deadwoodl Don’t let ’em
scare you, a bit. ’Shian Sal happens to own
quite a chunk of this town. an’ ef ye want help,
you come to me. I allow I’ve got a repertation
around .this hyar burg, fer bein’ able to take
keer o' myself an’ one or two ter spare. an' them

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inter the Eureka! Even Mister Mike Missouri,
heer, who claims to be the boss of the town,
don’t keer to say ‘ yes ’ to a dispute, when I say
‘ no.’ fer fear he’ll suddenly git sleepy, an’ wake
up in another camp.”

“ I don’t think I have ever confessed myself
afraid of you!" the gambler said, scowliiig.

“No, but you dassent call ’Shian Sal no bad
names, tho‘!" the woman replied, with a cool
laugh. “ Como, Deadwood, have a cigar, seein’
as this is the first time I’ve met you."

Dick accordineg followed her to the bar,
]where she ordered the Chinaman to set up the

est.

Then she took occasion to say in a low tone:

“ You want to keep your eye peeled, or you’ll
be surprised."

“ Eh? I don’t understand,” Dick said.

“ I mean to say, you’ve got an enemy in
cam i.” -~

“ s that so? Who is be?”

“A new pilgrim, who calls himself Senator
Clyde, and puts on more importance than a
young rooster.”

“ I’ve seen him. What’s his lay-out?"

“ Dunno. Got in late last night. Went
straight to work warnin’ the miners that the
noted outlaw, Deadwood Dick, had arrived
in the vicinity and joined the gang of Phantom
M01], and was n-goin’ to raise thunder, in
general. He come for me, an’ I told him he’d
better go take a sweat.”

“ What impression did he succeed in making?”

“ Big! way up! Why he jest set out the bu -
Juice an’ smokers for the hull crowd, and to d
em that it was necessary to organize a standing
band of Vigilantes, ready to string up every
road-agent who entered the camp, without talk
or trial. "

- “I dare say I shall receive a call, then,” Dick
said, with a dry laugh.

Then he explained how he had been captured
by the road-agents, and how the so-called sena-
tor hai taken advanta of the fact to hint to
the passengers that he, ick, had been captured
by his own men, as a blind.

“ He ex lained about the capture here, and
pronounced) it a blind,” ’Shiau Sal disclosed.
“ The miners kinder tuck to it, an’ I reckon as
how they’ll try to get up a row.”

“ Which would not surprise me in the least!”
Dick replied, a trifle bitterly. “ I seldom if
ever have located in a place, so far in life, that
they have not given me an invitation to bounce.
It has irown rather a second nature to me, to
be on t e watch for those who would strike me
and I rather fancy that they who fool around
me never make much money or success."

” Good for you! I like a man of your caliber,
who will fight back when Set upon. You stay
handy around where Iam. an’ if the pitch onto
you, just count on ’it that ’Shian Sa Will be in
the row.”

“ Don’t. I never want other people to en-
tangle themselves in quarrels on my account."

“ Paliaw! D’ve s’pose I’d stand by and see a
friend hurt? Not much?” ,

“ You are my friend, then?"

f‘ I gave you my hand, didn’t I? Only friends
ever get a grip at that. and you’re the first one
that has, here In Tombstone,”

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“ Then, if a friend, tell me one thingz—are
you not at the same time an eiiemyi—are you
not Phantom Moll?"

The girl laughed outright.

“No, I am not,” she answered, decidedly.
“ You are the first one ever to ask me that. Do
I look like her?”

“Enough so, that I could almost swear you
and she were identical.”

“ Well, is it any more strange a chance re-
semblance, thaii that existing between you and
Missouri?”

“ Hardly, I fancy. \Vho is he—what is he?”

“M would—be husband—if he could!” and
here iss ’Shian laughed a sin, inamusical,
hearty way. “ Oh, he’s a be pilgrim, is Mike
Missouri, as quick and ry as a cat, and handles
his tools, skillfully. e’s afeard 0’ me, tho’,
’cause I can ull a pop-gun jestajili‘y spryer
than he can. hen, too, he’d like to marry my
gold mine across the creek, not allowin’ thct he
keers a cent fer me. He’ll quarrel with you if
he can—so look out!"

Dick thanked her for her confidence, and then
sauntered to a seat across the room, where he
picked up a paper and began to read.

He had only been seated a few moments,
hower, when Missouri approached him, with a
dark scowl. \

“See be 6!” he said, in a gruff way; “ you and
I mightas well understand each other. The
say ou‘re quite a fellow on your muscle, whi e

a ow I’m boss of this town. Now, we luk
alike, an’ mistakes are likely to occur, so it be—
comes my duty to request you to vamoose, I be—
ing first to locate.”

‘ And it becomes my dignity to refuse," Dick
re lied calmly. “I don’t generally leave aplace
til I’m made to!”

“Then I’ll make youl” Missouri growled,
drawing a knife, and leaping forward, with a
deadly urpose gleamin in his eyes.

But the man from Da ota met him half-way
-—parried the blow of the knife with one arm,
while with his right flst he dc—alt the rufiian a
stunning blow in the face and he fell back upon

, the floor.

Just at this juncture the door 0 eiied, and a
gang of armed men marched into 9 room.

. CHAPTER VI.
ma MARSHAL snows ms TEETH.
QUITE a lively outlook was there now for
Deadwood Dick—for he had no doubt the squad
of men had come on business withhim. .
Missouri scrambled hastily to his feet, With a
string of oath, and laid his hands upon a pair

 

.of revolvers in his belt, but he did not draw

1: m, as the man from Dakota already had him
co ered. .

“ You see' you are not able to cope With me ”
Dick said coolly, “and Iadvise you to let Dead-
wood Dick alone. The next time you seek a
quarrel with me, I shall kill you, very likely,
instead of letting you go so easy.”

He then turned to meet the party of armed
men who were approaching him.

Evidently wise enough to accept a good piece‘
of advice when it was tendered him, Mike Mis-
souri went‘over to the bar and took a drink, be-
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him in person, and took pains to torment him
with a reference to his battle.

“ Well, you found the man‘ from Deadwood
to home when you called on him, didn’t you?"
she asked, with a grin.

“ Pshawl I only tried him to see if there was
any fun in him.”

“And found there was more than you had
bargained for, chi” the girl laughed. “You’d
better keep wide out of his trail, Missouri—he’s
an earthquake—a reg’lar volcaner, is that Dead-
wood Dick.”

“- Bah! l’ll lay him out, if I ever havea square
deal. I reckon the Vigilantes want him, now,
however,” and he nodded to the squad of miners,
who were headed b a burly, bewhiskered ruf-
fian—every inch a Six-footer, and evidentlv one
of the class known as “ had ’uns,” in the mining
districts.

Led by this chap, the Vigilantes a proached
within a few yards of Deadwood ick, who
had his arms folded and stood gazin at them,
while a cooked revolver was held 1‘ y for use
in his right hand; then, by an order from the
leader, the whole gang] stopped. ,

After clearing his t mat with a business-like
“ aheni!" the bullwhacker glared down upon
the Dakotan with all the ferocity he could sum—
mon, and said:

“ Young feller, you’re the very inderwidual
we w’u’d fasten our paws on. Are on aware
what august body stands before you?’

“ Estimating .you according to your personal
appearance, I should infer that I was standing
in the presence of the body of a combination 0
elephant, rhinoceros, kangaroo and what-is-it?”
Dick retorted, composedly.

“ Waal, ye jest hit it, youngter—I am every
irlilch a comfiinatioiii ol’kwhat e sod, 1an’ can
c aw upsec pigmes i eyouinasin e l.
Behold in me Frightful Fred, the ’gigifilng
chief, an’ ther great Caperin’ Cannibal o’ ther
West. I’m a chawist and a gou r, I am—a
reg’lar old yowltin’ he-wolf an’ wi dcat. I hev
chaWed up an’ swallcrcd a hundred sech
chaps like you, an’ when I want a meal I jest
waltz’ right up and bite off some galoot’s ears,
or nose!” .

“It you are really such an extraordinary
animal, you ought to be put in a. cage and sent
out with a traveling menagerie; Barnum would
make a fortune out of on ” Dick retorted.

“Oh, ye needn’t po {6 un, thinkin’ you kin
git away, for ye can’t do it. We’re the Vigi-
ance Committee of this h yar city 0’ Tombstone
an’ I, Frightful Fred, aire the chief-cook-an’-
bottle-waSier o’ the concern, an’ we’ve got or-
ders ter arrest ye 1”

“‘By whom iven.sirl”

“By ther c ief citizens 0’ this hyar town,
an’ fer the cause 0’ you’re bein’ connected wi’
Phantom Moll’s ganlgl”

“That is false. have no connection with,
that or any other gang; in fact, I came here on
purpose to hunt down that gang, and have
papers to prove that I am a Deputy U. B.
Marshall” . A

“Thet won’t «go down. pilgrim. We’re biz-
ness, we citizens o’ Tombstone, an’ don’t allow
ourselves to be taken in b no sharp. no matter
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United States—not fer we. We don’t like no
one ter settle hyar in this town whose reputa-
tion is had, an’ thai'fore we citizens did hold a
convention last night, nn’ passed the resolution
that no sech a chap as Deadwood Dick be ’lowed
in tlier town. So, now, either you kin git up
nn’ ,dust, or we’ll put yer neck in a noose, you
It’ll}!

“In the name of the law, I refuse to go!”
Dick repliel, his eves flashing. “ l have a legal
and lawful right to remain here.”

“Not when the eople tor a men say no!"
Frightful Fred repiied. “Heer’s a paper w’ot
’1] tell ya jest w’ot is w’ot!”

And he took from his pocket a large sheet of
paper, on which the following was written in a

V heavy hand:

“NOTICE!

“ Wh was: It has come to the hearing of we the
undersigned citizens of tin city of Tomlytomu that
anotorious cut-throat and desperado called Dead-
wood Dick is at large in this vicinity. and

" When-as: Said Deadwood Dick is under suspi-
cio'i of coming here for the purpose of rubbery and
g in aral outlawry, and is susp rcted of beini: leagued
\n‘iitfil the bloody hauled female foot-pad, PAD.qu

) z “

" Reolwd: That shall th snid notorious character,
D.H(I\VO’)II Dick, seek to enter our town on any pre-
text, or for any purpooao whatever, we the undersign-
ed. settlers and citizens thereof, snail, through our
Vigilance Committee, order him at once and forever
to take his departure; and

. “ Rasolved.‘ That if he shall refuse so to do, or
shall renew the intrusion at any subsequent perioJ,
he shall be captured alive and taken to the first
convenient tree and lynched—hung by the neck
until dead.”

Then followed a long string of signatures in
various styles of chirography.
When he finished perusing

thrust it into his jacket pocket, while the other
portion he tore into bits and scatterd upon the

cor.

“ I’ll keep the names for future reference as I
may want to repay a debt of gratitude!’ he
said, si niflcantly. “As for the other portion
of it, I ugh at it and refuse to go. I have the
law on my side; drive me forth if you dare, and
I’ll make this t0wn cause to regret the day they
struck the initial war-blow at Deadwood Dick.
Do you understand me, Sir Bullwhacker? I
refuse to go] So if you want the concert to
commence here, just warble forth the note. I
am ready to fight the gang of you, and you may
have heard that Deadwood Dick always comes
out right side up with carol”

And so confident and so eager fora scrimmage

did the man from Dakota appear, that the
Vi ilant/es stared at him in wonder.
., he man who had the assurance to boldly and
fearlessly stand up and invite the attack of a
dozen armed foes, must be more'than ordinary
mortal. they argued, and such a man was

a carefully inventoried, before attacked.

Even the bullwhacker, Frightful Fred. was
somewhat surprised, but the bullying element
in his combos tion was such as was not easily
(:0an by words. I -

“ on'd better surrender l” he growled. “Why,
of we was tar pitch outer ye, thsr wouldn’tbe as

 

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much as a grease‘spot left when we got through
with ye!”

“ Of you and your crowd—probably not,” Dick
retorted. “ Don’t think you can intimidate me
by blowing, my friend. for you cannot do it.
There’s only a dozvn of you, and I dare say if
you take pnins to search the records of my past
you can find chronicle of more than one occasion
when Deadwood Dick has cleaned out twelve
better men than you are.”

“ That’s true as preachin’, Fred Cook,” ’Shian
Sill declared, coming up; “and as I’ll shove in
my ‘sixes’ in any scrimmage you have with
Deadwood hyar, the likeliest move ye kin make
is retreat—fer I allow you know my style 0'
shootiii’. ”

“ Well, I’ll take yer advice, gal, lint ye recol-
lect thet I don’t give upbeat. I’ll cum back,
directly, wi’ ther hnll o’ the town ter back me,
an’ see of the infernal road-thief won’t cave
then!”

And directing his men to follow suit, he left
the saloon. When they were gone, ’Shizui Sal
turned to Dick. 4

“ Well, it turned out different than I expect
edit would,” she said. “I didn’t know but I
should have to set Ching Chang a-moppin’ up

ore.

“Which you woulxl, if things had not taken
the turn they did," chk averred.

“What are you goin’ to do?” she asked—“ stay
an:l brave it out. or vaunoose?”

“I shall certainly remain until it becomes so
hot that I have to go!" was the firm reply. “ If
you will lend me a revolver. I will go out and
saunter around town now.”

“ That will be risky.”

“Pshaw, no! It will only illustrate to them
that they’ve stirred up the wrong man for a
coward!)

She accordingly lent him her pair of weapons,
he promising to return them by evening. This
made him three, all of which he placed con-
spicuously in his belt, and where they could be
reached handily. ,

Then he set forth upon the main and only
street the young mining would-be city boasted
of. It Was not a large place, by any means,
having existed for only a few months. There
were a couple score of log cabins scattered about
on either Side of the creek, a grocery store, a.
milling establishment where uartz was crushed
and the mineral washed out, t 6 Eureka Saloon,
of which ’Shian Sal was boss, and another com-
bined saloon and dance—house further up the
street, which was in full blast night and day.
Then some sanguine mortal had started, as the
sign in front of a shanty proclaimed, a,
“THEATER,” particular‘emphaSis being given
to the sound of A. by its superior size. The
bulletin-board, which was papered with a hand-
printed bill, announced that a company of
Metropolitan Stars Would appear’ every night in
the “ highly sensational farce” of “ Uncle Tom’s
gnliiri,” the admission being placed at “four

its.’ ’

The appearance of Deadwood Dick upon the
street at once attracted attention from knots of
men. ,
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had nit work, for some cause or other, and he
righ y reckoned it was because of his presence
in the town.

They were grouped in various places, on-
gaged in conversation, the drift of which he was
well aware was toward him, but he did not be-
tray that he had paid any attention to the
matter.

Instead, he sauntered leisurely up the street,
taking a look at the town as he went, and
scarcely noticing any one whom he passed, yet
seeing all.

He had rather anticipated a street attack, but
none was 'ven. The bystanders whom he passed
surve ed im in sullen silence, and not a shot
was red.

In the course of his stroll he took in the dance-
house, but remained on] a few minutes after
which he returned to the ureka Saloon. zShinn
Sal called him to one side, as soon as he had en-
tered, her face more serious in expression than
be yet had seen it:

‘ ’ve been doing a little more promiscuous
scouting for you!” she explained. '

“ Oh. have you?” Dick replied. “ What suc—

cess did you have?”
“Enough of it, such as it is. Take my ad-
vice, Deadwood, and vamonse. If you don’t
lazes, to-

they’re goin’ to take you, sure as
nig t, and when they take you, your neck will
by the forfeit. At least that is what the sworn,
decision is!”

“You believe they mean business?"

“Yes, I‘m positive of it. Every approach to
the town is now guarded, and the sentinels have
orderstoshoot ou if on attempt to escape.
Tonight, at dus the w ole population will turn
out, en masse, and either take you and hang you,
or die in the attempt.”

“Well, according to that, I must have earned
my Tombstone in conning here,” Dick returned
facetiously. “I wonder if these worthy resi-
dents propose to put me in pickle after they
lynch me.

“I don’t know.
it!”

“I can stand it to be cool,” was the answer.
with a grim laugh, “because accordin to all
popular belief, y future residence may in a
somewhat warm rclimate.”

And then he laughed again recklessly.

“ You will try to make our escape before it
is too late, will you not?" ' hian asked, eagerly.

“No. I propose first to talk the matter
overi”

He procured, then, a large sheet of blank
g: r, and with a marking-brush and ink, which

1y chanced to have, be fixed out a poster,
containing the following: ‘

“ NOTICE.

"Deadwood Dick. the ex-road-aizent, and now a
muty-marshal, appointed by. U. S. Marshal Bird-
, will deliver an important address here this
evening, to the citizens of Tombstone. All are in-
zhited l‘t’o attend, and bring their shootin‘-irons with
em

Then did the Dakotan leave the Eureka, cross
the street. and tack the notice 11 n a largedry-
goods box which stood beneath t e outspreading
branches of a giant cottonwood tree.

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Later the notice was read and reread by a
crowd of wondering residenters, who were at a
loss to understand what was the next thin to
follow. Just as the sun was setting that m ht,
Deadwood Dick crossed over from the Eure
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CHAPTER VII.
A sox srsncn AND A msurnmucn.

HIS audience was already collected. A hun-
dred or more roughly—dressed, long-bearded
veterans of the pick and cradle were gathered
before the impromptu orator’s stand, and then ,
there were some women and children mixed in
with the uncouth audience.

Eve man had at least a con 18 of revolvers
in his It, and several also h an accompani-
ment of knife and rifle.

Taken as a whole the were not a. handsome
assemblage, nor too onest~looki , whisky
having left traces of frequent caro on more
than one countenance. Amo the crowd, as
he took his stand, Deadwood ick could not
see anything of ’Shian Sal, at which he ‘won-
dared, for she had been absent from the Eureka
for upward of two hours. Nor could he see
anything of Senator Clyde in the assemhl , but
looking across the street he discove him
seated at an open window, in an upper story of
the Eureka.

Tempted was Deadwood Dick to draw a re-
volver and shoot him where he set, as hewas
well able to do, but a. second thought admon-
ished him to hide his time.

After glancing hat-ply over his audience, he
drelw a cocked revolver in either hand, and,
so] :

“ Ladies and gentlemen: I am not su rised to
see you all here, for I felt sure you won d want
to hear what I have to say. As you may guess,
I am not an orator by profession, but when
called upon to defend myself, I (spine in ton 0
never fails me. Now, my erran here, nig t,
is to ask your kind attention to a few facts
which I shall administer to you, and ask your
sensible consideration of the same.”

“ Waal, go ahead wi' yer ark. I opine we
kin listen, anyhow!” one of the miners said,

grainy. '
“T ank you,” Dick replied, bowing. “ I will
try to be as brief as mible. To with:
years ago I had the oubtful honor o being a
road-agent chief. and by several offenses, made
In self a tar at for the darts of the law and its
vocates. , however, succeeded in escaping
as many times as attacked, until 1 finally gave
up the life for one more uiet and peaceful.‘
But, even then I was pursu and hunted for old
icores, until not long ago, was captured, and
un .
“inter being left for dead. I was 0113 down .
and resuscitated by a friend. and thus, while
I hung and paid my debts to nature and
justice, I came back to life] a free man“
whom no ~law,.in the universe could molest
for past offenses. Since then. however, I have
been molested. uentl . and find the some
greetin is extend me in your town, which'I
have sited as a servant of the law, ,rather/

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than as a breaker of it. I am here as a U. S.

Deputy Marshal, to arrest and break up a gang
of counterfeiters, who, allied with a gang of
road-a ents, exist in this vicinit under the
leaders ip of Phantom Moll. ow, gentle-
men, this is not chin, but fact, and I’Ve got the
apers to show for it. So what I want to know
is—what is our object in wishing to banish
from your midst, one whose plans it is for your
interest to second and promote?” »

There was a moment’s silence, after Dick’s
litti%;peech; then a miner stepped forward:

“ ell, young feller, ef no one else can't
answer you, I can—and my name’s Josephus
Washington Blathers frum Denver. Ye see,
I’ve roughed et thru this hyar mining territory,
all the way from h ar back ter ther first ex-
citement at Pike’s eak, an’ I‘ve bed a b’iler
full 0’ experience wi’ hoss thieves an‘ road-
agents, till I know they ain’t ter be trusted wi’a
gun's value. Tharfore, I allow yer forged

eguty papers, nor any other tricks, can’t hood-

us. We ve got ye hyar whar ye aire sure
an’ of we know ourselves. Phantom Moll will
lose one 0’ her shinin’ lights !”

“Is this the sentiment of the whole crowd?”
Deadwood Dick demanded, sternly. “Do you
Emir}? to recognize me as an officer of the

w

Agrim murmur of assent was heard among
the crowd.

“Then I pronounce you a gang of ruflans
ani law-breakers ourselves, and hear me
swear it—that I wil have the satisfaction my
position enables me to command—I will gather
around me a few faithful fellows and make it
so sick for the ones whose names were agended
to that paper today, that they can ve no
choice but fli ht or death. Only when you
come forwar , ask Deadwood Dick’s pardon

and join his band of Law Protectives, will you ‘

be safe!

“Now then, you have heard me. You can
have me as an ex-outlaw and citizen, or as a
law enforcer, who will make this town deserv-
ing of the ominous article it resembles in name
—or, you can refuse all that and sail right in
and take and lynch rne, recollecting that I shall
shoot the first man who sets the ball in motion.
and as many more as in my power. before I
have to submit to overwhelming odds."

“Then shoot me first!” the big bullwhacker,
Frighqu Fred, cried.

“Stop! stop! fly to cover!" a miner cried
pointing toward the bend, around which a band
of forty or fifty masked horsemen came charg-
ing at the top of their horses’ speed, uttering dis-
cordant yells the while.

Taken by surprise the street assemblage
thought of nothing but their own safety, and
made a precipitate rush for the Eureka and
other neighboring shanties. But a rattling vol-
ley from the carbines of the road-agents dropped
an even half-dozen ere they could escape. -

Then without a pause the cavalcade dashed
Innle down through the town, without pausing,
and isa peered around the lower turn.

When hey had gone, the Tombstoneites once
more began to creep forth from refuge, and
oongenially curse themselves for running. \

And for another reason, too.

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For in the excitement of the moment their
late orator, the lively Dakotan, had also very
suddenly disappeared.

The discovery caused the crowd to re-collect
upon the street and discuss the matter for the
loss was extremely annoying, when they had
been so sure of their man.

Some argued that he might have been caught
up by the road-agents and home away to safety;
others had conflicting theories without number,
until a street light seemed impending, when
Senator Clyde made his appearance upon the
scene.
“See here!” he cried authoritative]? “ stop
this wrangling and look about you. he cut-
law may not have got out of reach yet, if you
are spry. Search the tree above the box. Ten
to one you’ll find him snugly ensconced among
the branches.”

“ Ef ary galoot wants to 0 up thar an’ run
ther risk 0’ gittin’ his brains lowed out, he km
do it—but jest count Frightful Fred from Frisco
out o’ the ticket!”

“ Git a lot 0’ shot-guns an’ rifles, an’ fire ’em
up into the tree!” su ested another miner.

“ I have a still be r plan,” the senator an-

nounced. “ Some one tap the tree pretty deep
with an anger and plug it With wder and
leave a fuse sticking out. Then uild a fire
around the tree, and blow it to pieces. It will
be Ipretty likely to bring down your man.”
\ his plan was good, butdangerous to the man
with the auger, should the Dakotan be in the
tree; therefore. it was finally decided to bom-
bard the tree with a howitzer, which the miners
chanced to have.

The 'uvenile cannon was accord ingly brought
forth, oaded to the muzzle with powder and
slugs, and the muzzle pointed toward the top-
most section of the tree.

It was then touched 03, and a report followed
that made the hills echo. ,

When the smoke cleared away, they perceived
but very few branches upon the tree, the volley
having scattered and ri dled everything in its

at .

p Nor could they find anything of Deadwood
Dick. The only conclusion left, was that he had
escaped-an o inion which was confirmed by
’Shian Sal, w 0 came sauntering down the
street, about this time, and inquired the cause
of the racket.

“Why, you durned lunatics!” she cried,
laughing and slapping her hands—“you’ve
jest been tuk in an’ sold out fer a couple of
pounds of wder—sure’s preachin’. I see’d
Deadwood ick walkin’ leisurely out o’ town
apiece up the gulch, Jest as I cum in. Ax
where was be goin’, an’ be said to bring a de-
tachflnent of troops an’ clean out the town. Ha!

l a!”

“ RHa! ha! ha!’ eh?” Senator Clyde, growled.
“It must be quite amusing to you !”

“So it is! I’m tickled ’way down into my
gaiters. to know that Dicky of Deadwood has
come the skip over ye. A right smart chap is
DeadWood, an’ when fools pick him up for a
hunk of lead. they generally find out that he’s a.
dose 0’ burnin’ lava!”

“ Humphl one would think you were a friend

“ his! You’d better go home an‘ put on dresses,

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young woman, instead of espousing the cause of
such ruflians.”

“ He’s not half the ruflian you are, old
snoozori” the girl fired back. ,

“ What i—you call me a rufiian—I, a senator
and eminent financieri—I’ll box your ears for
that, in port miss!”

And e aimed to slap her upon the check
with the flat of his hand. But, skillfully dodg-
ing him, Sal dcalt him a stinving blow over the
left eye, with her list, which knocked him quite
over upon the ground. On rising to his feet,
his Honor and senator, instead of renewing
the attack, made for the stairway leading to
the lodging-house, amid shouts from the by-
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The next mornin placards were posted in

rominent parts of t e little mining-town, bear-
ing the following notice:

“ Fam \VARNING i—

“Tliis is one of Deadwood Dick's visiting cards
by which invitation is extended to the honest an
law-abiding citizens of Tombstone to at once join
Deadwood Dick‘s Law Protectives. as every man
who does not join this order, within ten days. is
doomed. All wishing to come over to the side of the
law, can wear a gold dollar upon his shirt front, at
six o’clock each evening. Damwoon DICK.

“ Deputy U. S. Marshal.“

 

CHAPTER VIII.
A CORNER IN RUFFIANS.

BY this extraordinary notice the people of
Tombstone were apprised that the man they
had turned so determinedly against, had been,
while they slept, in their town to laugh at them
in defiance.

Enraged to a great pitch they were, and no-
tices Were posted along the different approaches
to the town, offering large rewards for the cap-
ture of the famous err-outlaw.

Several days passed without bringing events
of any importance, but in this time the free
use of money, of which he seemed have a

reat quantity, Senator Clyde was working
himself into popularity. He also used his best
endeavors to create rejudice against ’Shian
Sal, ar uing that she ing an apparent friend
of Deagiwood Dick, was, consequently, not a
safe rson to be at large.

Sa 1y. was not long in learning; of the influence
that was being exerted agains her, but took it

uictly. She perhaps knew that there were

(dew within the contracted “city” limits of
Tombstone who would dare insult or tackle her
-—she on several occasions having cleaned out
more rou be than one in a free ght. There-
fore whi e the Tombstonin were likely to
hearken to Clyde‘s financial persuasions, that
was about as far as they were willing to go.

One evening about a week after the events
last narrated, a large crowd of the rougher ele-
ment were congregated in the Eureka, where
they were seated about tables smoking and
drinking, and conversing in an undertone, ever
and anon glancing at the handsome, queenly
fl re of ’Shian Sal. behind the counter.

is was evident that the drift of the converse-
tion was toward her, but if she noticed it, slz'

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made no Sign that she did—was outwardly calm .

and composed.

Senator Clyde was not present, but a burly
ruflinn, Jack McCoy by name, seemed to take
the senator's place as the leading spirit, for
later, in the evenigg, when all of the ang were

rctty well affect by frequent lu rications,
EIOCOY ul‘OSP, and said:

“Miss Sally of ’Shian I am called upon, this
evening to address you or a few short moments,
in behalf of the citizens r~f the illustrious city.
Et a?) cars by all popular belief that you are
not u 1_v appreciated as a citizen, and feeling
in syni thy with you they wish you well away
from t is town. herefore, you havin estab-
lished a business here, and they not desu-ing to
drive you from it by force, they have volunteered
to give you a thousand dollars, if you will quit
the town!”

“ And they put you up for their orator did
they?” Sally asked, sarcastically.

“I have the honor of being the s kes in ther
case ” McCoy announced, unblushingly.

“ ‘l‘hcn you had better 0 and bury yourself 1”
was the girl’s retort. “ f you should hp 11
to mind my business too much, you know w t
“pleases you will be utto for t e funeral—and
co us have raised ve dollars apiece at that,
since I come here to Tombstone.”

“ You don’t mean that you will resist the ap-
peal of the law, do you, girl?”

“ I mean that ef you think to bulldom ’Shian
Sal, you‘re OR the narrow gauge!" was the re~
ply. “ I wasn’t born in the woods to be skeert
out of my Wildcats, and at on don’t want a de-
crease in yer opulation be ore t e census,man
comes aroun next time, the lik 'est thing you
kin do is to keep right away from me.”

The speech had he effect to cause a scowl
among the auditors, for they now were well
aware that there was danger ahead for them.

SeVeral had been the occasions when some ill-
bred wretch had provoked a quarrel with her,
and a funeral had followed.

" But, see hyar. young lady, that ain’t a-goin’
to pass must/er in this crowd. We won’t lot at
pass. It’s ginerally known for a fact that {:3
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Dick, an’ you’ve got to get out at once, or suffer
the consequences. Refuse and we’ll draw our
revolvers and shoot you. business is business;
and the quicker ggu accept our liberal term!
the better it will for you!”

“I accept them so quick that I refuse very
decidedly i” Sal retorted sha 1y, whipping a
pair of revolvers from her be t. “Peanuts is
all you need say, if you mean fight.” .

“ Yes, by jimcracks, an’ ef ye kan’t say jim
cracks ner purtators, ner peanuts, screech out
cabbage!” roared a stentorian voice, belonging
to a stranger who entered at this juncture. v

" Hello! he continued. “ What’s tber mat-
ter? Is anything wrong? Has somebody struck
ile, diakivered a come , or invented a tent!
Do arybody want tew bet. that Grant ain’ our
next presidentl—hes any galont got a pocket
street railroad he wants to loan? '1‘ underation;
gentlemen, what is ther matter?" .

“ The matter is, old man that ye’d better git
right up an’ dust out 0’ here!” McCoy cried
bristling up with importance. “ This is a secre

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tribunal of ther citizens o’ Tombstone, an’ no
one is allowed heer ’cept citizens an’ newspaper
reporters l”

“Then I allow you’ve hit me on ther bull’s
eye, feller-citizens—right plum on ther spot 0'
magnanimous accomp ishment, fer a newspa 1'
chronic am I—a histrionic shinin’-lighto tggr
perfesh—ayl I am a seventh wonder o’ the
world gents, am l—Uncle Sam’l Sweetwilliam

from bruikshank Corners, Vermont, at yer sar- '

vice. I’m a nateral curiosity, too—a sorter
museum an’ menagerie consolifidacated. I‘m a
patent—right man, gentlemen—likewise am I a
copyrightist. I can also preach a sermon, ar
alawsuit, play a game 0 cards, fight a mi ,
drive a stage or arything else you’ve a mind to
set me at. Ohl I’m a snorter, I am, and in
name is Sweetwilliam. If ye wanter fight, p' -
grime, ye jest wire me a telegram and in the
prophetic jerk of a lamb’s tail, I’ll be ready!”

V A queer-looking old codger was the stranger.
He was clad from head to foot in overall stuff
of hemlock color—wore boots that must have
been at least twelve in size, an old Greeley plug
goggles to
match, while the greater portion 0 his face was
locked up in an immense bushy red heard.

The end of his nose, too, was suspiciously red,
as if he were in the habit of takings. Sunday
smile oftener than was healthy for the delicacy
of his complexion.

He was armed with four large caliber re-
volvers and a couple of knive, in his belt,
while the hilts of several cavalry pistols pro-
truded from the tops of his boot-legs proving
beyond peradventure that he was “ heeled " like
an arsenal.

And the crowd saw it, and hesitated.

I Hesitated—not because of any particular love
or respect for the man, but because once upon a
time in the earlier days of the town, there had
one day sailed into t eir midst a man of this

culiar t e, who had made his brags that he

ad sail own from the upper divide for the
sole purpose of havin a fracas and cleaning out
done it, tool

Not fancying his insinuations they had rubbed
against him and ageneral pitched battle en-
sued at the conclusion of which the man from
the 'vide announced himself as highly enter-
tained, and walked, out of town without having
received a scratch.

While behind him he left six dead men and a
score or more of wounded, as evidence of «his
prowess.

That was wh these Tombstoneites looked
down upon Unc e Sam’l Swoetwilliam with so
much doubt- and their estimate of him was not
decreased when he deliberately drew a pair of
revolvers and cocked them. _

.“Hurrahl do you see, gents?” ’Shian Sal
cried, deligh . “I’ve got a backer ri ht
from Bunker H' l, and you kin bet he’sa ar-
ling', too! So' if what you’re after is a reg‘lar
bony-tried picnic. news the time ‘ to set the
thing a-whirlin‘. Fer it ain’t no use 0' talking’—
Sally i‘rom ’Shian is goin’ ter stay in this hyar
town jest as lon as she pleases, an she an’

prove it by a large ma-

joril'fil .
“ ere seemsto be a divided opinion abou‘

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that!” Mike Missouri said, rising.
we take a vote on the matter!”

“Voting is unnecessary l” a stern, strange
voice cried, its clear, firm tones penetratinor dis-
tinctly to every ‘ when of the room. ‘The
man who raises a hand to harm ’Shian Sal shall
die by the agench one of the deadly tubes

azing at himl okl behold! the power of
Deadwood Dick you see!”

In startled alarm they gazed around them in

nest of the speaker, but could not see him.
The voice had seemingly descended from the
ceiling, and they were puzzled, until Sal cried
pointing toward the Windows on either side 0
the saloon:

“ Look, foolsl don’t you see the fix you’re in?
Dead wood Dick has got you at his mercy!”
ed’l‘hey did lookfithey saw—they comprehend-

“ I propose

Pressing against the panes of every window
were several rifle-muzzles, all pointingr upon the,
crowd of citizens who would have Shmn Sal
quit the town. Who were the men that
manned the deadly array of weapons could
not be seen, but the words of warnin had ad-
Biselg that they were followers of eadwocd

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All in the saloon stood gazing at one another
in doubt and silence, not knowmg what else to
do; then the same weird, stern voice spoke
again—this time seemingly right in their midst,
causing them to gaze about in consternation.

And this was the admonition:

“Listen, men of Tombstonel It is your
enemy who now addresses you—your enem
because you refused to have me as a friend.
have e(promised you my vengeance; I have
work to attain it, and now it is within my
grasp. This place is surrounded by enough of
my men to cut you to pieces. You now have
two chances—any man who wishes to join my
band, for the purpose of enforcing order and

uttina down lawlessness in this town, can
eave the front door, one at a time, where
they wil be received by my men, bound, and
taken to my retreat and the oath of Protectives
administered to them. Those who refuse to ac-
cede 11510 this oger  IIEall‘ked, andl one shall
payte nayo eir oy, per ‘ay,uni
the townpies rid of the rufl‘lanly crew that now
holds sway. If law cannot be had b reason
and sustained by the people, Deadwoo Dick is
just the lad as can and will enforce it. There-

fore the honest and eaceably disiposed will
helawlessan ruflianly ,

choose the best course;
can have what is leftl”

Following this address there was silence. It
was a struggle with many to decide which pro-
position to accept, while others drew their con-
clusions at once, in one way or the other.

" Come, gents—you see this 15 business. with
Dicky from Deadwood at the helm, and there’s
plenty 0’ pr ct—holes a-waitin’ for them as
don’t wanter a _ide by ther golden rule l” ’Shian
Sal cried, merrily. “Oh, et does me good to,
see y’e right whar ye can’t say yer soul’s yer
own

“ Yas, b’yees, I’ve allus observed that strict .
attention ter bizness allus brings things to a
focus. Now, gents, my name is Sam’l Sweetfi
William, an’ mebbe my say ain’t wu’th a row at

 

 

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ins, but I allow about ther starchiest thing ye
Ein (in is to jinc, fer l’ve hcerd tell some purty
hard stories 0’ him, and am goin’ to have a
brass stutter made o’ him, nn’ entered accordin’
tcr ther act 0’ Congress. Come, now—who steps
out first?”

“ I, for one, for I think I see a strong induce-
ment!” a man answered, leavingr the salmn,
forthwith—and he was one of the. principulmine
owners of the town.

His action literally set the ball a rolling, for
others followed his example, until there was a.
perceptible thinning out of the crowd. Nor did
it stop untll full hqu or more of the “commit-
tee ” were gone. The remainder, determined
men of the ruflian type, stood beneath the lamp-
light in the Eureka saloon, huddled together,
and engaged in a low conversation.

It was evident they were prepared, or at least
resolved, to stand their ground.

“Last calli” the stern voice of Deadwood Dick
was heard to say. “ Does any more desire to
acce t of the mercy of DcadWood Dick?”

“ er a man, beer!” one of the holder rebels
declare . “We ain’t o’ the stuff ter be skeered
out—not much i”

“ Then prepare to receive the consequences as
they are meted out to you!” was the reply,
coming from an opposite direction to the pre-
vious speech. “ Away, men, to the retreat, and
do your duty as I have directed.”

And almost immediawa the thud of many
horses’ feet was heard dashing away.

 

CHAPTER IX.
mssoum MAKES A mscovmw.

THEY were gone—these Protectives, as they
styled themselves—and it was not until the
hoof-strokes of their horses had died out that
the‘handful of men yet remainin within the
Eureka Saloon dared to give a Sig of relief.
And after the sigh they walked up to the bar
to a man, and lubricated with a liberal quantity
of the stufl sold for whisky, which, be it said to
the credit of Miss Sallfy of ’Shian, was the best
article that could be ound in that delectable
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hen the gang dispersed, to see what damage
the road-protectwes of Deadwood Dick had done
to other parts of the oung metropolis—all but
Missouri and Sam’l weetwilliam, and he soon
fell asleep, to all appearances, in a chair near
the rear end of the room.

it was not until this event that the man who
looked like Deadwood Dick ventured to speak.
He then approached the bar, behlnd which Sal
was standing, and leaning upon the counter, he
gazed at her steadfastly.

“ Sally Sheldon, what is the matter with you 7”
he. asked. reproachfully. “Have ou suddenly
grown crazy or are you only triéng, in hopes
of getting rid of me?”

“ Well, as I don’t experience any signs of in-
sanity, I dare to presume that the latter would
be the likeliest conclusion for you to adopt, if
any,” was (he. composed answer. as the girl
busied herself in arranging some decanters.

“But see here!” Missouri cfled,smitin the
counter With his fist. “I won’t have no 100 .

/

Since that devilish road-agent, whom I unfortu-
nately resemble, came here you have not been
the same woman you were before."

“Never was a woman——simply a al—that’s
all," Sal retorted. “ Reckon I m ’ghian Sal,
just the same as I used to be."

“ But nolt thewsamelto me.”

“ Hump 11 "as ever an bin to 0
Mike Missouri?” W 3  u,

“ Yes, you know you Were. We were on
fricndl y terms, generally speaking, and you had
acknowledged to me that you would marry me
some day in the future—~"

“ When I couldn't find any one else—ha! ha!
ha! Mike Missouri, you are a fool—a knave
and a fool. Why, do you sl )osc a divine creature
of m royal standing an good looks could
care or a miserable gambler and roue like you?
Pshawl they’d better put you in a cage instead
of me.”

“ Curse you! It is folly for you to trifle with
me in this manner, for I’ve sworn to have on,
gygid though I may have to dye my band’sin

“Oh, dear—don‘t gore me with any more
such tragic passa as, or I shall surely taint!”
Sally protested acetiously. putting up her
hands. “I do etest Shakespeare.”

“ Perhaps you also detest that internal road-
agent Deadwood Dick?” he sneered, fiercely.

“ O , ou bet I don’t!" she said, provokingly.
“I thin he’s jest old peaches—cream, an r
and all. Why, do you know, the very
chance I get I’m gain? to pit? to him!” , .

Missouri w fair y liv with rage, his eyes
growing w inexpression. '

“We shall see if {on will!" he hissed.
“ Henceforth will I ma 9 it my sole and only
aux-pose to hunt that dog of a road-agent down

death—then. if that does not cure you of '

.your idiocy, I’ll kill you too, and prevent any
one. else from getting ou.”

“All right. Just fore my funeral let me‘

know about it, so I can have a shroud made!” v

was the sarcastic retort, as Missouri turned and
stalked from the saloon, uttering unintelligible
curses. .

After leaving the saloon, the gambler strode
ugthe street toward the outskirts of the town,
w are he owned a cabin. in which it was his
habit to spend such portions of his nights as
were not devoted to card-playing, and aprecious
few hours they were, as a ru .

Wrapt in anger and jealous passion as he
strode along, the gamesterltailed to note that
he was followed, and that, too, by a woman.

She had been following him from the neigh-
borhood of the Eureka, and continued to shadow
him, at a respectful distance, until they were
just beyond t e edge of the settlement. Then
she gamed on him rapidl , overtook him, and
laid a hand upon his shoal er.

v “Sto l” she said, imperatively.

He w eeled about. as though shot.

“ Hello! the devil—a woman! What do you
want. madam?”

“I want you, Jacki” she said, throwing up
her vail. and revealing the  Of M158 Clyde.

 

“Hal ha! suchasu 6
Missouri like one struck dumb. a gray.
ish pallor gradually oval-spreading his counte-

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nance. and his hands opening and shutting, con-

vu‘l‘sgirrely. ” h
ou—youl e sped.
were dead 1” ga

“And hoped so—~in fact, made no effort to
save me, when I fell overboard that wild night
on Lake Erie. But I was luckil picked up, and
am 'ust as lively as a chip, ou t?”

issouri’s countenanco fel a trifle at the as-

“ So I perceive,” he said in a reluctant tone.
“But of all things, how in the world came you
to via 1: this place?”

“Oh, indeed! Why, I came with my papa—-
that is, my adopted papa, you see!” she said
as

“I thought you

y.

“ Ah! so you’ve adopted a paterfamilias to
manage you, eh? Well, I’m cussed lad of that.
It saves me the undesirable responsi ility.”

“ No it don’t, sir. You are m liege lord just
the same as you used to be. ut, say, aren’t
you lad to see me, Jack?”

“ ell, that depends on circumstances. If
you mind your own business, don’t- interfere
with my business and keep at a proper distance,
all ri ht.”

“ ut I won’t mind In business, Jack Jarecki
-no, indeed I won’t! ’ve found out all about
you and you’ll find‘I am just as shrewd as I
u to be. l’ve inquired all about you since
I’ve been here, and find that you are Mr. Mike
Missouri now, and a gambler. Also, that you
are'making love to a brazen iece who wears
pants, because she owns a god mine. Now,
this will never do, Jacky—never do. ' I’m
youth and you can’t git out of it, and I mean
tosticl: tighter to you than a bundle of wax.
Besides, I m considerably more of an attraction
now than I used to be, for you see the governor
has promised to make me his heir when he
shufles ofl.”

“Humphl romises, like hen-fruit, are often
unreliable. ho’s the aforesaid adopter?”

“Senator Cl del”

“ Phewl” an the gambler scratched his head.

V “ How well ‘heeled’ is he?”

“ Fifty thous."
“Pshawl ‘Shian is worth double. Reckon
you and I can't harness up again, dear. Too

"much at stake, you see!”

“Then you are a dead man 1" she said, draw-
inga revolver and thrusting it in front of his
Promise to own me as your wife or I’ll
kill you now!”

He had but one choice.

CHAPTER X.
mm INVALID HEIRESS.

EARLY in the following forenoon we will look
in upon another scene of our drama of the hills,
which was set within the interior of a humble
shanty, about a half-mile from the Eureka Sa-
loon, on the outskirts of the town.

The exterior was rough and unpainted like
the exteriors 0! scores of other similar habita-
tions in the vicinity, while the interior was by
no means a palace, but furnished in the primi-
tive style of most of the border abodes. Every-
thing was clean, however, from floor to furni-
ture, and evidenced the supervision of a neat
housekeeper.

 

There was for furniture a trio of chairs, a
table, stove, cupboard, a mirror and a few pic-
tures u n the wall and a bed in one corner,
upon w ich lay a young girl in a half-reclining
position, bolstered up by pillows.

W'ith a wealth of hair as crimpy and wavy as
the current of a river, reaching to her waist, she
was at once retty and attractive, with a pure,
prettily chisc ed face, a sweet mouth and pearly
teeth, and bright blue eyes that had in themselves
a world of expression. .

A young Chinaman was busy clearing away a
tray of dishes from a stand near the bed, when
there came a knock at the door.

It startled both him and the girl, for she
threw down the book she was reading, and raised
herself partly on her elbow.

“Someboc y knocked at our door, Sam,” she
said. “Who can it be?”

“ ’Melican man, mebbe—muchee go see 1'” and
the Celestial made haste to open the door.

The moment he did so, a man ste ped uncere-
moniously into the shanty, and do ed his hat to
the invalid.

And that man was none other than Senator
Clyde!

‘Ahl pardon my abrupt intrusion, young
lady, but am I not addressing the daughter of
the late Jas r Clyde?” he asked, in his blandest
manner, ru binor his hands togother.

“Yes, I am Ora Clyde." the young lady re-
plied, “and the daughter of Jasper Clyde, famil-
iarly known as Jack Clyde.”

“Then, by Jove I have found you at last. I
am Senator Clyde, from Washington, and your
own uncle, on your father’s side of the family.”

And his Dignity of the Senate walked for-
ward, and thrust out his hand, which Miss
Clyde declined to take.

‘ Excuse me, sir,” she said, “but you must
have made a mistake. My father never men-
'tioned to me that he had a brother.” I

“Very likely, as Jack and I never got along
any too Well—though it was no fault of mine.
He was of a different—of a more stern and.
exacting nature than I: therefore, we cut loose
early, and have never been within a hundred
miles of each other since.”

“Then, sir, how comes it that you are here,
now?” ‘

“Oh, as to that, your father wrote me previ-
ous to his death that I had better come out into
this section, and locate a claim—so I came, hav-
ing no idea that I should find him dead and
buried, on my arrival. ”

“ Yes, my father died some time ago—a very
long time. it seems to me, who miss him so
much. Will you be seated, sir?”

“ Thank ou, yes. I see that you are not yet
quite sati’s ed about the relationship existing
between us, but I assure you it is as I represent.
I am your uncle, and since  have come pre-
pared to spenda few months in this country, it

can offer you any assistance, you need not
hesitate to command it.”

“I don’t know that you can be of any assist
ance to me. sir. If so, and I deem it expedi-
ent. I will let you know."

"‘ But I understand that you are already in
some trouble concerning property here in this-
place, my dear.”

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“True, but I have confidence all will be
righted in the end. You see, my father was
one of the first ones to come here and strike
paying dirt, and he accordingly staked 03 a
considerable tract of land, an entered it, ac-
cording to law. Since his death much of this
territory hwI been confiscated by squatters and
roughs—indecd, all of the gold—bearing portion.
thereby leavmg me little or nothing out of what
should he a fortune to me.”

“ Well, well, this is a pretty state of affairs,
indeed, and must be 100 ed to. If you will
allow me, I will act for you in the matter. 0!
what value may this property left you by your
father he set at?”

“I believe he calculated it was worth fifty
thousand dollars at the time of his death, when
it was but little worked.”

“ Ah! then probably it would be' safe to place
its value at a hundred thousand, now. Pretty
snug little sum, upon my word. Now, then,
you are a woman, and besides, a crip le, 1 am
told, unable to leave your room. herefore
you will need some earnest and trustworthy
friend to guide your matters through for you.
Being your uncle, and feeling a natural sympa-
thy for you, why cannot 1 enter your service
and endeavor to recover and restore to you this
confiscated property‘ ”

“ Oh, sir, don’t now whether to trust you.
or not. True it is that it is my desire to recover
this property, ut you are a stranger to me,
and do not now you, nor am I inclined to
trust one unknown to me, as there are many
bad,,bold, scheming men in this mining coun-
tr .
Y‘True, there are. But it I give you my
word of honor as a gentleman, will you not
believe in me? Do I look like a man who is dis-
honest or has led a life disreputable? Far from
it. For years I have been a. steady, faithful be-
liever in the teachings of the ospel, and all
my life have been straightforward and upright
in my dealings. It is for no selfish pecuniary
motive that I wish to assist you, for I have a
plenty of wealth to serve me through my re-
maining years. It is only my interest as our
father’s brother that urges me to look s arp
after the interestsof my orphan niece.”

“ And, although I may be wron in so doing,
I will trust you,” Cora said, “ 'or surely no
honest man could Wish to deceive or cheat an
honest girl in my circumstances."

“ Certainly not—certainly not!”

“ But how will you go to work to recover the
claims?” _

“ I shall first make a reconneissapce and take
in the different points of the situation, and then
consult with you. In a few days, I have no
doubt something important can be done. I
will, now, bid you goodvdav, and send my
daughter, Celeste, around to call on you.”

 

CHAPTER XI.
A was“: or BULLET AND srrnL.

THE turn-over of a large majority of the citi-
zens to Deadwood Dick 3 gen , was the cause
of a great excitement during t e day, and men
and women might have been seen grouped about
the street in grim consultation. ‘

Though the young knight of the saddle had
promised nothing of the kind, these rebels
against peace momentarily expected an attack
from him and his backers, and plans of protec-
tion were discussed. About noon the larger
share of the crowd assembled in one bod , in
an empty shaft-house, on the opposite side 0 the
creek. and a general secret session was held, the
result of which was not revealed by those who
had a hand in it.

After that every man and woman wore a belt
of weapons, which seemed to an r that they
were determined to stand in open chance to the
will of the new ruler.

Little work was done during the day, about
the mines, and night brought the male portion
of the crowd again to the Eureka Saloon:

It seemed as if they had collected there for a
general drunk, for rapid “lubricating” seemed
the order of the hour.

To-nifiht no effort was made to disturb ’Shian
Sal, w o presided complacent] behind the
lunch-counter, leaving the Celest todeal out
the liquid inspiration on the opposite side.

The later grew the hour the noisier and more
boisterous grew the crowd, until appearances
seemed to indicate that a general row would be
the result. .

Then it was that ’Shian Sal coolly mounted
the bar with a pair of revolvers in hand, which
were cocked, ready for business. '

“Gents!” she said, in a business-like wa ,

“ you can’t have any more drink in t 6
Eureka to-ni ht. When men ain’t at no con-
traingver th appetites, et’s time or ’61:: to
111
q There was a murmur of dissent at this speech,
but no attempt made to dispute, for when the
1vloung' woman from ’Shian held weapons in her
and, there was but little use to dispute her au-
thority, with any hopes of success.

Shortly after the user old codger, Sam’l
Sweetwilliam made h s appearance in the sa-
loon, and sauntered about Without saying any~
thing to any one, but keeping a sharp eye on all >
those around him. There were savage scowls
among the rufian element in the room at his
entrance, and a general exchange of lance:
that seemed to indicate that there was oublo
brewing.

This trouble came to a crisis, when, as Sweet-
william approached the counter and engaged in
a conversation with ’Shiaa Sal, the n.
Frighttul Fred, arose strode across the floor,
and slapped Sweetwilliam heavily upon the
shoulder.

“ See heer, old teller it’s played out!” he
cried, at which the crowd began to rise. “ This
is a cussed onhealthy climate for rats, an‘ when
we ‘ketch ’em we ginsrallfi' work ’em up inter
pies. Tharfore, as we sme a large mice about
you, here yo 0!” . -

And, quick y leveling a revolver at the Verb
monter’s head, he fl .

The weapon was knocked upward however. by
gal, thus saving the intended victim from

oath.

Wheeling the next instant, Byeetwilliam
dealt the roman a. terrible blow, in the face,

 

strai ht from the shoulder, and this was the
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of Deadwood Dick, for Deadwood Dick and
Sweetwilliam were, as was revealed by the pre—
tended Vermonter pulling off his false wig one
and the same person.

Well enough did the young Dakotan know
when the rough, Fri htful Fred assailed him
that his disguise ha been “twigged,” and he
also realized with quick intuition that no mercy
would be shown him ——that if ho left the Eureka
alive, it must be his own prowess that should
hew him a path to liberty. For, aside from
'Shian Sal, he had no backing now to hope for,
his followers all being away in the monntains.

In an instant after the fall of Frightful Fred,
revolvers and knives were drawn, and a rush
Kluge at the young chief, several shots being

re .

Then, with a vengeful dyell Deadwood Dick
advanced, firing right an left with deadly ac-
curacy and rapidity, anrl literally mowing a
pathway before him toward the rear of the
saloon.

Standing behind the counter. ’Shian Sal also
used her own revolvers with telling effect.

Crack! bang! shriek—the saloon became a
pandemonium of sounds ;——men fell with yells of
pain—curses and oaths; the crack of revolvers
gdd clashing of knives prevailed on either

n .

It soon became evident that the ruflians were
fighting amon themselves; the room filled
With dense smo e, leaving the crowd in a film of
uncertainty.

ThrowingJ his empty weapons on the floor,
Deadwood ick drew a knife in either hand, and
cut right and left, hoping to reach an open win-
dow at the rear of the saloon.

But the right of we was contested by a line
of howling ruflians: ’ hian Sal saw the young
Dakotan s ger; she s rung over the counter
and caught h m ere he fe 1.

Then, to the amazement of the mob, a large
tra opened in the floor, 'ust in front of her, and
wit Deadwood Dick in er arms she gave a de-
fiant yell, and l d boldly down through the

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saloon above trembled with howls of baffled rage
from those who had been lucky enough to get of!
with their lives.

As soon as thoughts could be collected, and
an order whatever established, a torch was
Iig ted, and thrown down into the hole beneath
the floor, to ascertain if it were a cellar, well or
shaft, and a dozen pairs of wolfish eyes watched
the burning fagot escend.

Down—down it went a couple of seconds—
then there was a. “ chug,” a hiss and s uttering
sound, and all was~dark. The torch d been
put out by coming in contact with water.

“ That settles et. They’ve one to their death
in an old well of water I" ike Missouri cried.
gaIgt’:em alone an‘ see how they’ll enjoy their

“Get another torch and a pole,” Senator
Clyde ordered. “The water may not be very
deep, and there may be some way for them to

ma ”
Egorder was readily obeyed.
A' oou le of poles were soon produced, anda
«gelled to one, and lowered into the aper-

 

ture. Examination by such light as was thus
afforded disclosed the fact that the excavation
beneath the floor was a large cellar, which was
filled only partially with water.

The measuring-pole on being lowered revealed
that the water was not more than waist—deep.

On listening, nothing could be heard of the
fugitives, nor could anything be seen of them by
aid of the torchlight.

The walls of the cellar were apparently with—
out a bi'eak——wliero,then were the Dakotan and
’Shian Sal.

Echo answered, “ Where?”

Probably at the bottom of the cellar.

There seemed no other conclusion to draw.

“ I reckon they‘re gone to be eternal mer-
maids," a miner said.

“ There’s no way for ’cm to escape, as the
walls ’poar solid, an” as they can’t live under
water. it looks quite uateral thct they’re goiio to
visit old Neptune."

“Probably. To-niorrow, to satisfy our curi-
osity, we‘ll have the collar-bottom dragged,”
Senator Clyde announced. -

Then he took his do )ai'turo, chuckling to him-
self, now that he ha unexpectedly gotten rid
of one of his most thorough enemies.

Mike Missouri was also somewhat elated.

“True I have lost one prize,” he muttered,
“ but as a case of emergency 1 can turn back to
Celeste.”

On jumping through the trap Sal had dropped
upon her feet in the water, still supporting
Deadwood Dick partly over her shoulder.

“ Let me down," he quickly said. “ I am all
right again—l was only staggered for a mo-
ment. :Where are we?”

“ In acellar. Take my hand, for we must get
out of here quickly, if at all.”

He obeyed, and she led the way through the
water the darkness being intense.

’ A few steps and then she laced one end of a
stout rope in his hand, whic hung down from
above.

“ Climb now, if you can," she said.

He needed no second invitation, and, badly
wounded though he was, he wont bravely up-
ward, hand over hand.

A few seconds‘ labor brought him out of the=

impromptu bath-vault into a small closet,
or cupboard, provider] with shelves containing
edibles and bottles, and a door that he judged
opened into some other i: )urtment.

’Shian Sal soon joined iim and then drew up
the rope and quietly closed a trap-door, thus
making the means of their escape a mystery to
any one who might search the cellar.

“’Shl” she said, motioning him not to speak
above a, whisper. “ We are safe for the pres-
out, if we kee quiet. This closet opens into the
saloon, and w en the gang leaves it, the path of
esca is easy. Are you wounded, sir?”

“ es, I must confess I am,” was the reply, in
a fainter tone than Deadwood Dick was accus-
tomed to speak in. “I have received several
bullets and have lost more blood than I ever
lost before in a battle."

“ And there is no means at hand to help you.
Would to Heaven those rufiians would leave the
saloon, so that I could take you Where you
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CHAPTER XII.
MOLL‘s MANIFESTO.

BUT the roughs apparently were not inclined
to vacate.

The had been cheated out of their vengeance
ugon eadwood Dick-~thev had likewise driven
o the proprietress of the Eureka, and now they

roposed to drown the bitterness of their defeat
in an inundation of the ardent, as long as the
stock in band should last.

The first part of the ceremonies wasinaugura-
ted by their holding the Chinainun,‘ and pouring
whisky down him until he was oblivious of all
that was transpiring around him.

Then the rufiian, Frightfnl Fred, took the self-
appointed position of burkceper. and proceeded
to deal out the liquor in a liberal way that made
him the prime favorite of the hour, not forget-
ting to deal far more liberally to himself than
the rest. .

For a couple of hours the noise was deafening,
with singing, shouting, cursing and fightin ;
then a gradual lull followed, which flnall en -
ed. and all became silent Within the Eure n.

Overcome by incessant indulgence of their ap-
petites, they had evidently all fallen asleep—or
rather, into a drunken stupor.

In the closet, ’Shian Sal crouched upon the
floor, with Deadwood Dick lying across her lap,
while she chafed his hands and endeavored to
bring him back to life and consciousness, the
latter having long since forsook him, and the
brave girl was not quite sure but what he was
in reality dead, it was so dark and he was so si—

en .

It was with a rapidly beating heart and great
impatience that Sally waited for the last audible
sound out in the Eureka, and even when that
event came, she dared not leave her place of
hiding without allowing several minutes more to
ela se to make sure they were in a dead stupor
— hese ruflians whom Whisky had overcome,
when other weapons failed.

At last she carefully laid Deadwood Dick off
her lap, and rising opened the door into the
saloon, cautiously.

The scene she ad already anticipated. The
entire gang were strewn about on chairs and
tables, or on the floor. entirely oblivious of what
was oing on about them.

“ better termination than I expected,” Sal
muttered. “ The only pity is there had not
been p’izen in every swaller they took. Now,
then, to get Dick out of the closet and to a place
of safety. First, I must bring him back to con-
sciousness, so that he may be able to assist him-
self somewhat.” I

She partly raised and dragged him from the
closet into the bar-room, then procuring some
liquor from behind the bar she poured some be-
tween his parched lips.

Then tearing open his 'acket and shirt, she
made an examination of is wounds, and found
that there was, out of half a dozen flesh wounds,
but one that promised to long inconvenience the
invincible hero fr im Dakota, and this she dressed
and bandaged to the best of her ability.

The few drops of liquor soon had the effect to

and e gradually recovered consciousness. 88.1
had a. warm sling prepared for him, which he

color back to the wounded man’s cheeks, -

 

, drank, and it brought back to him something of

his former strength, so that he was soon able to
stand once more upon his feet.

“Heaven rewnrd you my young friend,” he
said, taking ’Shian’s ban 5. “ But for you, I am
afraid Deadwood Dick’s name would no longer
be a terror along the frontier. How shall I ever
be able to repay you?” .

“ We’ll not talk about pay now,” the girl said,
calmly, “ for escape is yet to be effected before
we are safe. This night‘s business closes m ca-
reer as a saloonist, and it behooves me to cop
shady; as well as yourself. Come! I have a lace
in view where we can remain in hiding unt' you
are able to be around again."

She took his arm and assisted him to walk
from the saloon, for his steps were yet feeble
and unsteady.

Outside the street was deserted and dark.
Further up the gloom thoroughfare were
heard the sounds of runs 0 and revelry, coming
from the dance-house.

Closing the door of the Eureka. behind her, Sal
led the way to the shanty of Cora. Clyde, the or-
phan cripple.

“ Here we will secrete ourselves to await fur-
ther events,” she said. “ Cora Clyde and I are
friends, and I know she will not refuse me."

Dick started, on hearing the name, faint
though he was. ' '

It was another of the names that wascon—
nected with his strange dream—but he was too
weak to question, at resent.

’Shian knocked at t e door, and at first there
was no response, but a second rap brought the
Chinaman to answer the summons.

“ Tell your mistress that it is ’Bhian Sal and
a wounded friend,” she said, in answer to the
Celestial’s stare.

“ Then come in at once I” Cora’s voice cried,
from within, and they accordingly entered,
where a warm welcome was accorded them\by
the cripple.

Explanations were duly made, by ’Shian,
that satisfied Cora’s samples against shelterin
as notorious a person as Deadwood Dick, an
she said: ‘

“ There is the room adjoining t s which Mr.
Deadwood Dick can use, and you, lly, can go .
up—stairs. I will have m Celestial servant ‘
wait upon you, when there is no danger, so that
you can remain secreted without detection."

“ If there should be any search for ua—then,
what?” ’Shian asked. '

“ I don’t know. I don’t anticipate a search.
If one is made—well, emergency brings inven-
tion, you know.”

Accordingly' the Chinaman assisted Dick to
his room, an carefully and, neatly dressed his
wounds, proving himself to be no inferior sort
of a surgeon.

Once quiet in bed the wounded Daltoth felt
eaSIer. '

It had been the first-battle he could remem-
ber, where he had come out so badly wounded.

But he was thankful that his wounds were
not more serious, and that the chance-sot speedy
recovery were in his favor. ,

 

The following day was a reckless one, in
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the previous night staggered about the streets
again in a state of semi-intoxication, and ready
for any deviltry or evil act that might strike
their fancy.

The Eureka was gutted of all its stock of
liqluors and edibles, and a division made.
I hon, Senator Clyde and Mike Missouri, who

seemed to have jomed forces, made a proposi-
tion that the watery cellar be dragged, and the
proof that Deadwood Dick and ’Shian Sal were
really dead, he established.

In this they were, of course, unsuccessful, as
no traces could the find of the bodies of their
sup osed victims. or did further search re-
vea the way in which they escaped. which left
the matter wrapt in impenetrable mystery.

Thus matters were forced to rest, and the
roughs of which the population now mainly
consisted, made merry over the division of
liquor as best they knew how.

During the day Senator Clyde paid a visit to
the shanty of Miss Cora, little suspecting that
his enemy, or rather his enemies were therein

' concealed.

“You see, I’ve been sizing up the matters of
your estate,” he announced, “and thought I’d
drop in and re ort. 1 find affairs hardly as en-
couraging as expected. The squatters who
occupy your lands area set of ruifians, at the
best, who, since the departure of many of the
better class of people to join the infernal rascal,
Deadwood Dick, may safely be classed scums
of creation. The worst part of it is these fel-
lows cherish a delight in warring with females,
especially ,you, as they seem to have a grudge
against you, for some reason or other.”

“ Because I am a respectable and honest girl. '

.I presume, without protection!” Cora said,
scornfully. “Such men deserve—well, I don’t
know what.”

“True they are rufilans of the deepest dye,
and {its} in order to have any deal with them,
one to keefi on the right side of them.
While you are ated by them, I fancy I am in
better standing, as when I came hither I at once
Eved the way with liberality, to gain pu-

rity You see there is nothing like popu arity
to business men. Therefore, though I cannot
handle your case successfully in your name, I
may be able to do so in my own.”

“ What do you mean, sir?”

“This. The property now is vested in title
to lyou, and so ong as it remains so these men
vri remain obstinate, but, were you to deed it
over to me—fora few days only, understand,
so that I could show them that they had me to
buck against—I could easily dispossess them,
without any trouble, and then quietly restore
the title to you, without their present knowl-
edge, until we get a better state of government,
you”see, and all would be serene and nice as

e.

“But I don’t understand, sir. lf I were to
sign of! to you why I should be the sameas
giving away all I have.” ‘ I
.» “Ostensibly, yes, but in reality, no, as I
should, as soon as I gained possession, deed the
prong back to on.”

“ ow am I to ow this to be so? After get-

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but wallet you will keep it, and tell me to go to
ass

The senator colored, and was fidgety.

“ Why, child, how can you judge me so
wrongly?” he said, rebukingly. “Do you for a
moment think I could be guilty of such an out-
rage upon a helpless orphan?"

“I don‘t know,” Cora said, doubtingly. “ I
have no positive proof of who and what on
are, and don’t consider it quite prudent to p ace
such unlimited trust in a perfect stranger who
may, or may not be my uncle, or who might, or
might not return me my property.”

“ But, supposing I was to do osit the sum of
forty thousand dollars in your and as security
—would you trust mo, then?”

“I should be more inclined to—yes. But, I
shall have to think carefully over this matter
before rendering a dec15ion.”

“Very well. I will call to-morrow, accompa-
nied by a lawyer, and if T can by honest and
faithful attention, serve my brother’s chi d, be-
lieve me it will be a great pleasure to me.”

Then tipping his hat politely, he took his de-
parture.

“ If it were not for his offer to secure me by a
deposit of money, I should still be forced to be-
lieve that man a consummate villain, as his very
presence causes me to shudder,” the orphan
said.

That same night one of the miners of the
town, while passmg along the street, was laced
in possession of a letter by a roughly ressed
man who dashed swiftly down the street on
horseback, and threw the letter in the miner’s
path—then away like the wind, ere‘ he was
recognized.

In some surprise the digger picked u the
envelope which he found and hastened With it
to the Eureka, where the crowd of the night
previous had assembled for a fine blow out.

Here he related his little adventure, conclud-
ing by holding up his letter.

“Let me have it and I will read it,” Mike
Missouri said. “ It may be something of impor-
tance.”

He tore oi! the wrapper, and then read:

"CAMP or Pamou Mean.
“To Psoan on Tonns'ronnz—

“I learn that by the late rebellion of the better

portion of your people you are left short-handed,

'and in but poor condition: to withstand an attack.

Your oppressor, I understand through a spy, is
about to make a swoop down on you with his band
of men, now over a hundred strong, and effectual]
wi you out and take possession of the town.

be ng his enemy, propose you terms: \Give me
charge of the town with my hand, you to Join the
same, but all to remain under the guise of citizens
and under orders from me, and I will make Tomb-
stone the hottest place Deadwood Dick ever tackled.
More, 1 will confiscate all the mining territory and
divide it among you and my men, and the inaugura-
tion of my scheme shall only take place when can
treat you to a celebration banquet over the lynching
of Deadwood Dick, whom i can produce almost im.
mediately after takin'r possession of the town. If
this plan is acceptable. build bonfires to night at
either end of the town, and we will be with you on
the dawning of day. ,

‘In good faith,

“ Signed a Mom.
“ P. S. If you refuse. Deadwood Dick’s men will

make mlnoemeat of you, sure."

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CHAPTER XIII.
IA TWOFOLD GAME.

AFTER a good rest, ’Shian came down-stairs
the following morning, looking fresh an
pretty.

Cora upon her bed, which she rarely ever left,
was partaking of her morning repast, which the
Chinaman had prepared.

The two girls exchanged friendly greetings;
then Sal gave an interrogative glance at
tile gloor of the room in which Deadwood Dick
se .

‘?How about Dick? Is he improving all

right?” she queried.

“At last accounts, yes," Cora replied. “I
sent Sam in last night before bedtime, and he
was then resting comfortably and feeling in
gond spirits.”

“ I‘m glad of it; he is a fine fellow and I ad-
mire him. You had a visitor yesterday?”

“ Yes; you overheard, eh?”

“I (lid, thoughI don’t often play eavesdrop-
per. I overheard his voice and wanted to learn
what he was up to."

“ Well?”

“ Well, it seems his aim is to get the manage-
ment of your property. Is this not so?"

“ Yes. He claims to be my uncle, and wants
to get my claims back for me.”

‘ And therefore wants youto sign 0!! every-
thin whim?”

“ or a few days, yes, until he can regain
possession.”

“Don’t you sign nothing. Mark my word

\for it he’s a. shark, and if ou turn anything
overto him, on lose. Besi es, I don’t believe
he’s our unc e.”

“ on don’t?"

“ No, I don’t.”

“Butas a guarantee of honesty on his part,
and claiming that it is only for my interest he
is working, he offers to deposit forty thousand
dollars in my hands.”

“ Humphl a clever scheme. Your claim is
worth double the amount, and he would be

makin forty thousand V613 easily, anyhow.
Takg’ hian Sal’s advice, an don’t sign noth-
in .

%I will do so, I think. You have always

been a dear good friend to me.”

“No more than you’ve been to me. You’re
the only one o‘ my sex here in Tombstone who
has ever acted as tho’ they considered me 0’
much account. By the We , I don‘t want you
totake in views alone. e’ll get Dick’ opin-
ion flrst, or he’s level-headed."

She knocked upon the door of the Dakotan’s
room, but there was no answer.

Waitin afew moments she knocked again,
this time ouder, but still no answer. ’

“ That’s queer. A man 0’ his nerve and vigi-
lance wouldn’t slee so sound without cause.
Have you a key to 8 room?"

‘ “ It is not locked. Open it, and see if he is
asleep."

Sal did 0 n the door—then ve a cry of
surprise. e bed was unoccup ed, and Dead-
wood Dick was not in the room. An open win-
dow showed the means of his flight.

“Heis gone!” ’Shian cried. Either he iv":

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taken leave of his own accord or has been kid-
na ped. Ah! maybe this will explain.”

he picked up a slip of r, which had been
staged under t 6 crack 0 t is door, and exam-
ine it.

The contents were as follows:

“ Miss CLYDE: I overheard and understood your In-
terview with that rascal who is palming himself 0!
as Senator Clyde, and think I begin to suspect who
he is. At any rate he is no uncle to you. Never-
theless, accept the forty thousand dollars, and keep ,
it until I can examine it.

“If he insists on your signing a deed, tell him ou
cannot do so without the consent of your guard 11,
being under age. and you can name me as your
guardian. This will check him until I can perfect

lans to restore law and order in this town, and at
he same time, your claims to you.
~ “Believe me sincerely yours.

“ Daaowoon Dian."

“ Bully for Dick 1” ’Shian exclaimed, enthus i-
astically. “ Didn’t I tell you he was level—
headed’! He sees ahead furder than you or I
can, an’ I’ve gotan idea that he expects the
money the senatoris so flush with, ain't genu-
ine. -
“Perhaps you are right. Anyhow, it is a ,
good plan he proposes, and I shall follow it, for

’d a hundred times rather trust him than this
other man, whom I always have feared.”

“ I thank on for that, because—well. because
I like him, guess, better than most men I have
met,” ’Shian confessed.

At this juncture Sam, the Chinaman, picked
up a ribbon from the floor of the room Dick had 1
occu ied, and handed it to ’Shian with a

“ l what is this?” the girl exclaimed,
ing back| and growing pale.

“I see into it now, Miss Cora. Deadwood
lDick ,,is a prisoner among the mountain out-
awsl

“,How do you know? What makes you think
sol’ ‘

“ This ribbon!”

“And what significance do you put in that
ribbon?" .

“More than I can tell you. It satisfies me
that Phantom Moll has been in this house, and
{hat sheand be; men tookt flick ygith them on
eavm , is aqua y a paren me

“ Thgen, what is toga done?”

“ You follow Dick’s instructions and I will go
to his rescue l"

H You?”

“ Yes, I! 1 want no better sport. Ha! ha!
There's a denouement looming u ahead, and
I’m going to have a flu r in i. Luckily, I
have a disguise always wi me, and it Will come
into play now.” .

She went to the room overhead, and soon re-
turned arrayed in a suit of well-worn overallsl
together with stogy boots, slouch hat, and in]
beard and wig of a brown color.

The tranggrmation was socomplete that Com
was en ri . ‘

“ Yohplook like a flrsthass rough !" she said,

merril .

.“ Anyd feel like,one," the girl replied stern] .
“I’ve got business to the fore—a do to 0
mafia the name of humanity I shoul have,
by all rights, done before. Good-by, now,

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putt; take care of yourself, and I will see you
a 1'.

She then took her departure, with a wild, de-
termined expression in her pretty eyes.

That afternoon’s stage brought a new man to
town, who was what might have been termed in
the vernacular of the mines “ old business,” for
he at once rented an empty shanty on the main
street, and hung out a hastily prepared sign,
which read:

“ PROF. DUGARME,
Dooron & LAWYER.”

Senator Clyde, on his we. to visit Cora, no-
ticed the sign. and also t e black-Whiskered,
seedy-looking individual in the doorway, and
gave a chuckle of delight.

“He’s my man when I want him,” he mut-
tered. “ Ha! ha! yes—maybe in more than one
sense!”

He was soon in the presence of the orphan,
smiling and bowing wit great suavity.

“ I came first to hand you the guarantee,” he
said, “taking it for granted that you will have
the good sense to acce t ”——and he handed her a
neat package of consi erable size. “ I will now
step down t e street and prepare a deed—”

‘ You had better wait, first.” Cora said, put-
ting the package under herlpillow, “ as there is
no particular hurry. I co (1 not Sign a deed
without first obtaining my guardian‘s permis-
sioni,

“Your guardian, girl?”

“A ! my guardian. Being under age, and
not in 1y trusting you, I have deemed it admis-
able to choose'a guardian to manage my affairs,
and therefore cannot sign or do anything legally
without his consent!”

gllyde shut his. teeth together to suppress an
0a .

“And pray, whom have you chosen as your
guar iian?” he asked with an unconcealed sneer.

“ A man, every inch of him. who goes under
a title well known throughout the West—per-
haps equally well known to you i”

“ What! not—not Deadwood Dick?”

“ The same 1”

“By the gods, this is bad. Why, child, that
man is a villain and an outlaw.”

“But an honest man, and a Deputy U. S.
Marshal l"

“Thisis madness. and I will not have any-
thing to do with our affairs, as lon as this
man is mixed up in them. Give me ck my
money. and I will go.”

“ On the contrary, by direction of my guar-
dian, I should hold the money as a proof against

’ you!” Cora cried and to back her declaration
7 ,

she leveled a cooked revolver at his breast.

,“ You are a villain, sir, whoever you are, and
your best action will be to keep veryAquiet, for
the money in the package you gave me, is known
to be counterfeit l”

The senator paled in an instant, and with
a Vile curse he turned and stalked from the
shanty.

‘ “Ten thousand furies take that devil, Dead-
wood Dick!” he h , trembling With rage.
“But for him that plan would have prospered
But, let him beware! My tw-n‘will come yet

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and he shall feel how little mercy I have for
such as he. And as far as the girl is concerned,
why, I have another and better scheme con—
cocted for her especial benefit. And I will tr
it at once. If I get her property—so good! if
fail, why, I’ll get my share of it when Phantom
Moll makes the divy.”

He Went at once to Dugarme’s establishment,
the front part of which was used as an office,
being furnished with rude chairs and a table.
The proprietor a seedy-dressed Individual, with
sweeping blac beard, and. matted hair, and
green goggles, was engaged in smoking a grimy
pipe, and nodded to a chau‘ as an 1nvitation,to
be seated. _

“ Do you deal in drugs?” the senator asked,
after a silence—“ that is, do you handle—well,
poisons?”

“ Poisons?” the man exclaimed, with a faint
French accent, giving a perceptible start.

“Y—ycs—that is—well, you see, to make the
matter plain, there is a private little matter
pending. wherein it is necessary for one party to
subside from existence. See ?"

“I comprehend,” the doctor nodded. “You
want to spill not ze blood, but have ze party

ie.”
“ Exactly—and naturally, too. It must first
make her sick and then throw her into a stupor
which will result in death.”

“I have ze very Zing ou want. It is ze oil
of many roots. One Zing e little drop of it in a
glass of water puts him to sleep and he never
wake.”

“ Good! Excellent! Supply me with a suffi—
cient quantity of this stqu and name your

rice.”
p “I charge you nossing till Isee if it works.
Den I charge you ze t’ousand dollare. See?”

“Very well. Give me the stufl? and I will
away.” ‘ , ,

The doctor arose and went behind a partition
soon returning with a small vial containing halt
a dozen drops of a thick, colorless liquid, which
he handed to the senator.

“One drop pe all you need,” he said. “Re.
turn ze rest to me.”

The would-be murderer nodded and left the
shanty. ,

“To-night,” he muttered “I will pave the
way for a funeral cortege. ha! ha I”

 

That night bonfires were lighted on all the
approaches to the town. to give the road-agents
of Phantom Moll notice that they were we].
come. and an hour later a gang of rough fellows,
wearing beards and masks, and armed to the
teeth, came swarming into the streets from all
directions.

Phantom Moll was not with them, but, stood ,

alone on the top of the mountain plateau, where
Deadwood Dick had parted with his rescuer,
after bein": released from captivity among the
road-agents. She was watching the reflection of
the fires upon the sky, which the moon had not
yet appeared to lighten.

“It is a move that at once increases my

forces, and nuts me in greater poWer,” she was’

saving. “Of course a divisionvof the band can

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citizens, and work on all new-comers in the
town!” .

“Yes, but your rule is at an end, though,
woman!" a stern voice cried.

The female bandit turned and stood face to
face with—’Shian Sal!

“ You 1" she articulated, in surprise—then she
removed her mask and a face the exact counter-
part of lShian's, was revealed.

“Yes, I,” the girl replied, sternly, “and I
wonder you do not tremble to see inc. ’

“Humph! why should 1’! Are you so dan-
gerous?”

“ In that much that you must meet me as you
agreed. A year ago, We parted as had friends
and sisters, to lend such lives as suited our
fancy, each swearing not to cross the other’s
path, under penalty of a duel. You have
crossed m path in sending your cut-throats
down to ta e possession of that town in which I
have property; also further, by'kidnapping my
friend, Deadwood Dick.”

“Bah! I own the first, but deny the last
charge.”
“ ou deny that you havo him in your power

asa risoner, dead or aiiw?”

“ do, most emphatically. You will need to
look elsewhere.”

“Not till one or the other of us falls and
wipes out the mutual grudge between us. No

' better time can be chosen, so draw your

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CHAPTER XIV.
THE DREAM FULFILLED.
IN a minute the girls, so greatly alike inap-
arance, stood confronting each other with
{gives in hand, the blades of which gleamed
with deadl meaning.
In each ace there was no trace of pity—noth-

ing but stemness and fixed resolve cxpressed.’

Each eye gleamed with intense hatred—each
right hand grasped its weapon as in a vise of

“When I count one—two—three, advance,
and may God be with the luck as well as the
unlucky one!” ’Shian cried, rmly. “If “on
A‘epent, even at this late hour, it W11] be better
than never, sister.”

“ I repent nothing!” Phantom Moll said, wi h
a bitter, reckless laugh. “ I hate you, and We (1
do the same o’er again. ” I

“Then you shall realize the meaning of my
promise,” ’Shian cried.

“One! two! three! staan on guard!”

And scarcely had she given the warning, ere
she lea ed forward, with knife upraised, the
fury o a young tigress having mastery of her

. hem

g.

But the duel was destined to be interrupted,
and in a manner quite unexpected to each of
the would-be contestants, for at this juncture,
Deadwood Dick sprung from the shrubberv,
close at hand and forced ’Shinn gently back,
while a half-dozen of his masked men made a
like entree upon the scene, and surrounded
Phantom Moll.

“ Phantom Moll, as you choose to term your-
you are my prisoner!” Dick cried, bowing.
with mock politeness. “ The tables are slightly
turned since last we met, and, as an officer of

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the law, I shall soon have the necessar honor
of turning you over to my superior o cer, the
U. S. Marshal.”

“ No! no! this shall never be!” ’Shian Sal
cried, “breaking looso; “ Bitter foe thou h she
has been to me, I will, as her sister, spare er the
fate of hanging, and avert the humiliation to
myself, by giving her her freedom.” ,

And, suddenly drawing her revolver, and be-
fore any one could prevent her, she leveled it at
the breast of the girl-bandit and fired.

With scarcely a groan the erriug young
woman staggered and fell lifeless in the arms of
fine of the men, who sprung forward to catch

er.

Then, crying bitterly, ’Shian turned and hur-
ried away.

Deadwood Dick made no effort tostop her, but
watched her with a pitying ex ression of coun-
tenance until she was out of sight.

“Perhaps it is better thus, as the woman
would have eventually met a more lingering
and dread fate. Several of you assist to carry
her to the stronghold, where, after destroyin
the counterfeiting plates, we will leave her.’

 

In the town of Tombstone the outlaws waited
for the coming of their girl ca tain, but she
came not; came not, when the dows of yet
another night began to fall.

A suspicion that she had been killed or cup
tured, which had possessed the outlaws earlier

r in the day, now grew to a conviction: so a

delegation of them waited upon Senator Clyde,
and related their worst fears.

“ It is bad,” he confessed, his brow darkening
“ for it she is lost, it is aloss we shall all fee
bitterl .” i

“ It is a loss that must be repaired.” (me of the
outlaws declared, “ for the gang will soon go to
pieces without a captain. Why not you .take
the sition?” .

“ oh, no! I am content with being the grand
chief,” and he laughed, villainously. ‘ Be-
sides, I have other work to attend to here. I
will appoint Mike Missouri as temporary captain,
and with half the men he must reach the.
rendezvous and rescue the. ‘tools’ and bring
them here. To lose them would be like losing
our all.”

A mngff the outlaws were at once selected,
and with issourl at their head. set out for the
rendezvous, which they reached, a few hours
later, where they were unexpected] pounced
upon by Deadwood Dick and over a sc of his
Protectives. ‘

A des erate struggle for victor-1y ensued—a
battle 0 death it was, on both si es in which ‘ l.
the clash of knives and the roar of firearms
took part in the chorus of screams and curses.

It finally ended, however, with the Protec-
tives doubtfully victorious, for they had lost at -
least a third of their men and captured but half
of the outlaws, alive. ,

And, what was worse, they had lost their
leader—brave, fearless Deadwood Dick, whom‘
every one of his men had learned to r t, and
regard as invincible. He had been With them
till nearly the last shot had beenlflred; then he
was suddenly missed .when victory was already K *
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A search for him resulted in vain. Nowhere
could he be found, and a suspicion that he had
been seized and borne elf by one or more of the
outlaws, became rife.

Revengeful over this loss the Protectives
drag ed the bodies of the slain from the cabin,
and, it said to their credit, gave them a de-
cent interment; then, returning, set fire to the
stronghold and watched it burn to the ground.

Deadwood Dick had given strict orders that
all the outlaws who were captured should be
taken to his retreat, which he had selected in a
mountain cave, overlooking the town, and in
close proximity to it.

To this cave the prisoners were conveyed, and
the report of Dick’s sudden disappearance was
communicated to the other portion of the order
of Protectives, a large body of whom had not
participated in the fight, being mostly the Tomb-
stoneites.

On hearing of the disastrous results of the

'battle and of the Erobable capture of Dead-

wood Dick, the full and within the cave swore
vengeance upon the heads of those within the
t0wn below, and preparations were made for an
attack.

The Protectives still numbered considerably
over half a. hundred strong, and were confident
of being able to score a victory, and accordiii -
ly, early in the following morning, an attac
was made :1 the town, and the darger share
of the crow killed or captured, only a few es-
caping alive to tell the ta 9 of woe and disaster
that had overtaken them during the cam Jaign
of Dakota’s famous young representative— ead-
wood Dick.

Thus the town was won for the better, and
those who had sensibly accepted Deadwood
Dick’s terms, felt that they were inadequate to
the task of expressing too many thanks to him
who had been the presiding agency of turning a
Ilawless hotbed of vice an crime into a quiet,
orderly town.

The next day the U. S. Marshal arrived with a
band of troops, to find that he was too late to do

an hin exce t rope in the prisoners.
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sing to d of Deadwood Dick and his ex-
ploits, he expressed himself as both surprised
and gratified that his de uty had proven such a
valuable agent, and or cred that a search be
made of the whole country for the young Da-
kotan or his body.

This search, with ’Shian Sal in the lead, went
on for several days, but terminated without the
hoped-for result.

11 the mean time peace, quiet and prosperity
once more reigned in Tombstone, and Corn
Clyde‘s claims had all been returned to her.

At the time of the attack upon the town
Senator Clyde had very suddenly disappeared,
and had not been seen since; but. as one of the
outlaws had made a confession that he, Clyde,
was one of the rin leaders of the gang—in fact,
that his daughter, so called,
was one of the decoys, Miss Celeste was accord-
ingly “pulled” and kept under guard. and a
shar outlook kept up in hopes of capturing the
sons. r. .

A few days later Cora Cl do was suddenly

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seemed to fail and she seemed to be sinking into
her eternal sleep.

» She rallied toward the evening of the second
day long enough to speak.

‘ I feel that I havo not long to live,” she said
“and must speak. I have some property, and
the profits thereof, after my death, I want spent
for the erection of schools and a church here in
Tombstone. The ownership of such property,
however, I shall carry with me to the grave.
Sallie, will you see that the deed to such is
placed in my coflini You will find it under my
pillow.”

’Shian nodded, tearfully, and then the cripple
sunk back, still and white, and just at sunset the
word went out about the town that Cora Clyde
was dead.

Kindly hands of the male sex shaped together
a coffin of planed boards, and tender hands of
the iiiiners’ Wives robcd the poor orphan girl for
the grave, and laid her in the coffin.

Then the shanty was locked, and the dead left
in quiet, as the funeral was not to take place till
the morrow.

 

Celeste was impriwned iii a shanty not far
from the late Eureka Saloon, and one of the
marshal’s men stationed at the door.

That same night, as she was about retiring,
the door opened and the senator entered.

He had a blanket thrown over his head and
shoulders, and was bleeding from an ugly knife
wound in the cheek.

“ Mercy! what is the matter?” Celeste gasped,
starting back in alarm.

“Nothing! I got this by having to kill the g

guard. Come! it is dark Without. We must
first go to the cripple’s cabin—then get miles
hence under the cover of darkness.” /

“Why go there?” Celeste gasped, hurrying on
her wraps.‘ .

“ Come! the girl is dead. The stuff I slipped
into her water worked. She has had the deed
to her property put in her coflin. We must
get that fly to Omaha, sell it, and leave for the
East. It will not be so bad paying a job, after
all, ha! ha! though the dew ’s been to pay all
around.”

They hurriedly left the place, and reached
the Cl (is shanty without discovery. By aid of
a dup icate key which the senator had. they
gained entrance to the shanty, and closed the

cor behind them.

Within all was still as death. A tallow can-
dle was burning dimly upon the mantle-piece.
The coffin was resting upon a table in the center
of the room, and looked grim and uncanny.

“Ugh! this is a cursed unpleasant 'ob,”
Clyde muttered, huskily, “ but it must be one.
Stand here near the door, ready to escape, and
I‘ll soon have the paper.” _

Then. in a hal crouching position he crept
stealthin toward the coffin. Nearer and nearer,
step by step, he approached, until he at last
hesitatmgly reached forth his hand to touch
the repository for the dead, when——

Suddenly, as if by magic, the lid was hurled
to the floor, and, erect and upright in the coma,
stood Deadwood Dick, with a pair of cooked re-

volvers leveled at the King of the Counterfeit-

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At the same instant the front door was burst
open, and the U. S. Marsha] and his men filed
in, while, simultaneously, from the back en-
trance, ’Sbian Sal and Cora appeared—the lat—
ter sup 0‘ ted by ’Shlan and Sam, the Celestial.

The bleau was com letel

“Senator Clyde, aids Akl'onelle chief of
counte’i'feiters, your game is upi”. ‘Deadwood
Dick cried. “At last I recognize you, more
fully. And you probably recognize the fact
that the remarkable dream. I unsus ctingly
told you of in the marshul’s Camp, as been
more or less fulfilled. The poison you pur-
chased of me—alias Dugarmc—has only served

to throw ou into this trap, and I now cheer-
fully han Esau over to the law, rejoicing that
Deadwood ick’s Dream has come to so pros-

perous an end. And to all present. I bid you all

a pleasant au revoir; havmg fulfilled my mis-

sion hero. I must away on the morrow to new

fields of sport and adventure, going;r happy in

the knowledge that I leave behind as a memento

of this little campaign a clearer and more
. honest record for the famous name of

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l Deadwood Dick. the Prince at the Rond. By
21 Wind 1.. \\'|n'e|rr.

2 Kan-4. n King; or, The Red Right Hand. 3"
Hindu u Hill.

The Flying Yitnkocl ur,‘1‘he ()cenn Outcmit. By
(701, Pr. 1'. Inurnlmm.

The Du blt' lhxugern. lly Edward L. Wheeler.

The 'l‘ u Dotti-liven; nr, The Fortune! of n
i‘mwm'y Girl. My Albn-rt \V. Alkun.

The l’rnlr-ie Pilot; or, The l’luntmn Spy. By
linfhiln llill.

The Bnii‘nlo Demon: or, The Burdoi’ Vulturel.
My Edwnrd 1.. “'hue r.

Antelo m Aim, llll! Boy Guide. lly ()ll Coemrs.

Ned “lvlde. the Boy Scout. liy “Tuna Jack"
(J. ll. ()nmhundruj.

nuifillo lien, Prince of the Pintnl. By E. L.“’heeler.

lhllph Roy. the My iiucnnvm-r. By C i. Ingrnhnln.

Nick 0' the Night; or, Thu Boy Spy oi ’16. By T.
i‘. llnrhnuL’ll.

Yellowstone Jnok ; 0r. Trapper! oi‘ the Enchanted
(u‘rnuml. ny Jum-ph e. mung... Jr.

\Vlld lynn. rim ilny Inndu Duvnl. ByE. l..\Vheeler.

I’lmnund Dirk: nr,'l‘hv, Mystery oi‘ the Yeliuw-
shine. _ lululwl I‘reniiulI-urnluun.

Kcolrknll'o. l’ri 'i‘ of the l'rnirh-e. llyOliCoomes.

0n- rml Sol: or, Nli'k \\'lllill"l’l Boy Spy. By (ant.
J.  C. Adnnls

Death-Face. the thm‘tive. By E. L. “'herler.

LII-pm Jlu'k the Ynunu Mustungur. ilv Oil Col-mes.

Ronring l’hllph Rot-kwood, the Reckles-
Rnliger. liv linrry St. Geomo-

The Bu Clown; or, The Queen 0! the Ardnn. By
Frnnk S. Finn.

The l’huntum Minor; nr, Demiwpod Dick'l
iinnnnzn. ily EtIWIlll'il L. \\ hueler.

The Semen” ur, The Witch of Dnrlen.
Frederick Whittnln-r.

4 The Dumb Hay. By 011 Cnnmen.
95 .“flttnllfi Rube; or The Night Herb 0! Ken-

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2’? Glues-:4 e, the Grant Shot of the Went. By Capt. J.
l". . . a runs.
28 The B y Cu tnln; or, The Pirate’s Daughter. By
linger . tnlh

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29 Dick Darling. the PonyErpreaI Rider. By Captain
I' rnderhrk W lliitnker.

30 “0b \Vooli'. the Harder Rufiinn. B_\' E. L. Wheeler.

81 Nightingale hat; or. The Fore-t Cnptainn. By
'1 . C. Hnrluulu‘h.

82 “luck Jnhn. the Rand Agent. By J. E. Badger, Jr.

83 "Hull"! 0". the Muskrd Terror. ivy E. L. “llerlrf.

84 “In-t. Bunker, tho Tru'pper. By wenrlze E. Lnnnlle.

35 'l‘AheCBloy Rifles; or, m Underground Cnillp. By

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86 The White B ffnlo.
iurel in the Norihwant. By Genrge E. Lunllu.

87. lelvn. Blindnoe. Jr.. the lioy Phenix. By Edward L.

in? 8’.

38 Ned llazel,t'ne Boy Trapper. By Cnpt.J.F.C. Adams.

Dirndl Eye. the Unknown Scout. By ilnifnlu Bill.

40 Nick 'hiiflcn’u Pet; or, in the Valley of Death.
liy Capt. J. 14'. C. Adnme.

41 Dcndwond Dick’- Enllou Or, The Yard. of
Flow! llnr. By Edunrd l.. Wheelvr.

42 The Border King; on The Secret Foe. By 01]
(hmllil‘ll.

43 01d (Hickory; or.l‘nndy Ellin'. Scalp. By Hurry
St. Moran.

44 The “'hltc Indian; Or, The Scontl oi‘ the Yellow-
Itune. Hy Cu ll. .1. . C. Adnml.

Buckhorn I’iiih or, The Red Rifle Team. By

Edwnrrl L. Wheeli-r.
The Shadow filling or, The Rival Lieutennntl.
iiy Col. Prentiss Innmham.

47 The lied Brotherhood; or, The
Avenue". By W. J. Humiltnn.

48 Dandy elm-k: nr, The Outlaw of the Oregon Trail.
By 1‘. c. linrlunuuh.

49 llurrlcune Bill; nr, Mustang Sam and Hie“ Pnrd."
lly Juan h E. Hedger, Jr. ’

50 Single glands or. A Life {or a Lite. By w. J.
Humilton.

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51 Patent-leather Joe! 0?, 01d Rankin-h. the
(Jhunner. By Philip S. “Unite.
59 The Border Robin lluod; or,'i'he Prnirio Rover.
liv lintinln Bill.
58 Gold Rlilo. the Shnrp-hooter; or, The Boy Detective
of the Black i-lilll By Edwnrd 1.. Wheeler.
54 Old Zip’n (‘ub u or,A Greenhorn in the Woods.
it ' (‘npt. J. F. Adnnir.
55 113- un‘nre Dick, thn Young Ranger Spy. By Oll
AIOIIIL‘I.
56 Dana Trim “'eaten, the Tum Ranger. By W.
. mu) tun.
5‘? Deadwood Dick on Deck: or. Cnlnmtty June,
the lierulne ni “'lmop-U v. By E. 1.. Wheeler.
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58 Ilnuniiieye llnrry, the rapper Rnnger. lly
Only-El.
59 The Bo Dueling or, The Crulu n! the Sea Wol I‘.

By (Jnl. rentlte lngrnhnm.
60 Abe Colt. the Crow-K lIz-r. Bv Albert W. Aiken.
01 corduroy Charlie. the Bay Bravo. By Edward L.

neuter.
62 “’Ill Somern. the Boy Dzlectlvo. By Chu. Morril.
By A. W. Aiken.

08 Flo] Gin or, the Giant Trimmer.
64 Rosebu Rob; or. Nugget Ned, the Knight ut‘ the

65 Iglullch. lBy Eillwnrdl LTW velar.
.zltn on he rrnr~itl Pail. B'C -
hill) .l. l".%‘. Adu’lill. . l ( w I r. ’ up
66 lfiit ¥ll|r0f001mllld Wood-Hawk. By T. C. liar,-
mnz :.
07 Roll». the Rev Ranger; or, The Helreu of the Galden

lit-rn. By ()ll Gunmen.

68 Idyl. the Girl Miner; or, Rulebnd Rob on Hand. By
Edward L. “'henler.

69 Ik-icotive Dick ; 3r, The Hero in Raga. By Charlie.

lorrln.

70 Sure Shot Both. the Bo ‘ Rliiunan. Binl Coomu.

71 Sharp Sunni or, The A ventuwa oinFrlendleu Buy.
By J. Alexundrr Putlen.

15 The Lion ofthe Ben; or. The Vlilnd Lady ei’Sen
’huziel. By Albert W. Minn. '

fl! Pho «graph Phii.tlne HOV Sleuth; or, Ron-bud Rob'-
Renppenrnnce. By E. L. “‘heeler.

74 Picayune Pete; or, Nlcuduu-un, the Dog Detective.
Br (,iuarlrl Morr I.

75 Inland Jinn nr. The Pet oftha Family. By Bruce-
hritlgu Hrmynu (Jnvk liarhnwny). -.

1'6 “’nteIi-Eye. the Sllndnw: or, Arab- and Angel: oi .
Grunt City. B ' Edward 1.. Wheeler.

77 ”lii'li ll)end Lye. the Boy Smuggler. By Col. P
ngrn nun. ' ‘

78 Deadwood Dick’s Device: or. The Sign oi the
he Ill“ (from. liy Ed. L. When er.

‘!9 The “lurk Muniungerr or, The Wild Hone
iinnten. iiy Capt. Muyne Reid.

50 Old Front ', the Guhlr; or, Mnknna. the White Queen
of the lilnr wet. By 1‘. C. Harbnuzh.

81 The flea Viper; or. The Mlduhlpmnn'a Legacy. By
Cnl. Prentiss inzrnhnm.

82 Seth Jone" or,'i‘he Cnptivu oi the Frontier. By
Edward 8. E in.

88 ctnliylu Chet, the Conntcri'eiter Chief. By Edward

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84 The Dumb Pu e; or. The 0010’: Daughter. By
Cnpt. Frederick hlttukal.

85 The Boy Miner” or. The Enchanted lllnnd. By
Edwur-i S. Ellil.

86 Jack llnrknwny in New York. By Brace-
hrldue liemyng.

8’? The liuuar Cnptnini or, The Hermit at Hall
Hate. By Cei. i’rentlu lnxrnhnm.

88 Dendwood Dickin Lendvillee~ or, A Strange
St-oke for Liberty. By Edward L. 'heeler.

9 Bill Biddon. Trapper) or, Lite in the Narthvut.

By Edward S. Ellie.

00 Tippy. the Texans or. The Young Champion. By
Georxe Gluten.

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91 Mustang Sam, the King of the Plains. iiiy Joe. E.

Rodger. . r.
93 The Mean Bloodhound: or, The Rail Pirates at“

the Carlbbuel. liy Slumml W. l‘vnri-e.

98 I’ll“ Hardy, the Bulls Boy; nr,’l‘lm lilysleryoltlle
Strongbow. By Charles )liirrin.

94 Deadwood Dick In Doteotlve. By E. L.\l’hei-li-r.

95 Buck Buckrnm or, liens. thu Fellmlc 'l'rllppur.
Hf' Cnptnln J. F. L. Adnms.

98 GI t-Edged chk, tllv Sport Dutective. By E. |..
“'hua or.

9’? The Block Steed oi' the l’roirlca. By Jill“!!!

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98 The Eco Serpent; or. The Buy Rohlnson cl'llfitnl.

By Junn law la.
n.- E. L. VVhevler.
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99 Bonanza Bill. the Man Trucker.
0 Nut 'l‘odd: or, The Fate of the Sioux Cnptive.
Edward S. Ellls.
101 ISM-light Davy: the Ynung Ben! Killer. By Harry
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103 C lit, the Girl Sport; or. The Golden idol uf Mt.
Roan. By Edwnrd L. Wheeler.

104 The Block Sl-hooner; or, Jib Junk, the Olil
Tar. liy linger Slnl'huch.

105 “on me. Hurry, tha Buotblack Detective. By
Chnrlea Morris.

106 Night-"ail: Klt; or, the Daughter of the Ranch.
By Jos. E. Bildger. Jr.

107 Jack "0310’: Lend; or, The Young Spec“ ator.
lly EKllVIH'll L. “'heelrr.

108 Rocky Mountain Kit, the “'llilu Mir-tunger.
B T. C. Hilrbaugh.

10!! '1‘ e Branded "and; or, The Man of Myltery.
Bv Frank Dunan

110 The Broad Rider; or, Thu Texan Duelist.
George W. Browne.

111 Born- “oh. the Kl": ofllnnthlnchr. ByE. L.\\‘hp¢ «r.

11% The llelplonn "and. By Capt. l\ we Rclrl.

118 Sear-Face Soul. the SllentHuuter. liy Oll('u..iuen.

114 Pincy Paul. the Mount-fir. Buy; or. Thi- Litllu
Arruw of tho Adlrundnnlta. By ’1‘. (3. llnrlmnuh.

115 Deadwood Dick’s Double. By E. L. Wheelpr.

116 Jubez Collin. Slii per. or, Lost in the Palm Regions.
By Cnpt. l“. \‘l'llittu er.
117

Fancy Frank, of Cnlnmdo.
“ Bnfl'nlo Bill.”
118 Will Wildfire, the Thoroughhrml. By (fling. Marl-II.
119 Blonde Bill‘i or, Deadwood chk’l Home Blue.
By Edward L. 'hceler.

120 Gopher Girl, the BoyTrlmmr. By T. C. Harhauuh.

121 Harry Arlnntrong, the ('npluin ol the Club. lly
Brut-abridge lielnyng, (Jan linrkau'uy.)

12' The Hunted Hunter; nr, le Stmuga Ilnraemun
ol‘ tho Prairie. By Edward S. Ellis.

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102 The Yellow Chleij'arfl‘he Half-blood’u Veugeiim-e

123 Solid Sam, the Buy Rand-Agent. liy E. L. Whi-eler. v

12.4 Judge 1 null Jun: ur. The Bo ' Vigilqu .
'l'. C. Hurlh’t’ugh. . l v

125 The Land l’lruten: or. This Lailglm ol' Devil’-
lulnnd. liy Hint. Maym Reid.

138 ltlue Blnxen; onThe Breiik 0’ Day Boy! of Rocky
Bur. By Frnnk Dulnunt.

13'? Tony Fox the Ferret; or, Bonl Bob’l Boa: Job.
Edward L. Wheeler.

138 1:11an Bean. Will Wlldfire’l Racer. Bv Charla
. (li’l’ll-

129 Eagle Kn, the Boy miiimi. lly OllCouum.

180 Gold Trigger, the Sport. By T. (‘. llnrhnuzh.

181 A flame of Gold |“or, Dendwoud Dirk‘n lill:
Strike. By Edward L. 'heulur.

182 Dainty Lance, the Boy Sport. lly J. E. Bullui-r, Jr.

138 “'lld-flros the Bonn allhu Road. By Frank llllnlont.

184 Mike Merry. ihn Hnrhor Police Boy. By C. Morris.

185 Deadwood nil-l. or Deadwood. By Edward
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I 162 Little Illll'l'll‘llne, lhc liivy l‘nymln. llv

136 0111 Rube, thd Hunter. By Cnpt. Hmnlltun Holman.

137 Dandy Rock, the Mun lroln Texus. By G. “'nldu
Browne.

138 Bob Rookett, tllu lioy Dmlgl‘r. lly (.‘llns. Mi l'l'ltl-

139 The, Blnok Glnnt; or, I’llllliy lAlllll'l} in Jeopardy.
ll“ Jonaph E. lluilger. Jr.

140 Cnptnln Arlzolln, the King Pix: of Rund-Agenlu.
in: Philip S. Whrnr.

141 New Yorl. Nell,
Edward l.. “'llEA‘lPl'.

142 Llnlc Tt'XIIn,lllu Ynuuzhlualuuger. ByOll (‘uonu-u.

143 lh-mllv Dinah: 0r,l"ighting Fire with Fire. liy

llmlger, Jr.

144 Little Grit, the Wild Kids-nor, mine,lhiismk
Tundrr‘s lInngv tar. By Col. Prt'llllfifi lngrlllmm.

145 The Tiger of'l‘nou; or, Wild Kilte,Duudy Rock’s
Angel. By Geo. “'ullln Browne. /

148 Tho;- (‘nttlo King; or, (‘urilnn’u Right Bower. liy

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tho Buy-Girl Datm'llvu. lly

. us.

l'rnnk Dunlont.

147 Nobby val" of‘Sevndxu or,'l‘ha Scnmpa ol' tliu
Sizrrus. lly Eilwnril L. \Nlluulur.

148 Thunderbolt 'l‘mn; or, The “'ulf-lli-nler 01' (he
liochiu. By Hurry 5t. Georgi.

1.19 Bob Roche“, the linnl: Runner; or, The Rand to
Ruin. By ('llarlel Murrls.

150 The Mad Miner; nr.Dmidy Rnrh‘s Doom. liy
ii. WnIdu Browne.

151 The Sea Trullor; or, A Vi,w Well lt'upl. By
Cnl. Prantiu lnumlmni.

152 Dandy I’m-l. ~a’cr, The Tigers ol’lligh Pine. liy
“'illlnm R. l‘lysti-r.

158 “'lld Frank, lllr Burkskin Ill-mm.
\\'hevler.

154 The Buy ’l‘rnilor-f r-r, lhiiuiy Lullce
Win-Putin. lly .lus. E. iudgur, Jr.

155 Gull] Plume, the Boy Bimilit: n!,The Kill-Glove
Sport. By Cul. l’renliu lngrnhunl. _

156 “'Ill “'lldilre in the “'oodn. By C. Morrla.

153‘ 'l'. L'. I‘lnrbuuuh.
By E. L. Win-.1...
uy Philip. s.

153‘ lidwnrd l..

on tllu

153 Deadwood lllck‘n Doom.

159 JCQtent-Iwnther Joe‘s Defeat.
lll’I-e.

160 Buffalo Billy, this Buy liullwhucker.
lugrahmu.

181 gob Rot-ken, the (‘rnckanmm or, Drlv n m the
’ull. liy Chum-A Murrw.

liy Col. 1’.

ml

Funnies. '

168 Deadwood Dick’s lit-emu: or. This Rivals or
this Rand. By Edward L. \\ hrelei.

16—1: 'l‘urnnrlo Tom; or. Injuu .lm-k {mm Rod Cure.
liy T. (3. Harbnugh. Kendy Mnrch L‘.

165 llnil‘nlo “HP: “at; or. The Ghiiimpr Gui-l».

Cal. Prentiss ingrahiini. Randy Murch H.

166 Wlll “'Iltlllre “'lnn and Lumen.

.\lurrlI. Remly llrlrxh In.

167 Dandy Rock‘s Pledge; ur. liu led to Dulh.
lly George W. Brown-s. Iliad) March vii.

168 Deadwood Dlok’a “'nrd; or, Tlll‘. min—li- Hill:
Jozetiul. B} Edward l.. Whuvlur. lienin Mnrrh 30.

By

By ('harlvl

halted Every “'cilnoudny.
lleadle’n Pocket lernry in fur Mnlu by all NowI-'
(lrlllel'l, film can“ per copy, or lent h_\' Inuil (Ill receipt of six
nonu ouch.
BEADLE A’ ADAMS. l'nhllnhera.
98 “'illlnm Street, New York.

 

 

 

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