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CHAP TART.

THE MAN-TIGER IN THE

TOILS,

“That man is a terror, or wishes strangers to think

he is.

be’a stranger at

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not to know the iper.
“J am something of a stranger here; but who is
the man you cali the Man-Tiser?’
“Ti you asked Tiger that you'd soon find ont, for
d teel insulted, as everybody in parts know
Tom, the leer.

“As I do not know him, please tell me?

mil doit, and domt you run of sure-deata by
buckin’ agin’ him in any game.”
“Is he so dangerous, then?’

“It is jist that and more.
“He is a man-tiger, indeed,

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hen he’s aroused;

he's a terror from avayback, the worst man in these

general silence in

path, but peaceable as a lainb

parts, when on the war
then not drinkin’ firewater, as he is now.”

Tiger do when he 1s nop kine
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Vertes tates a Bh :
Viet does Vie

y Grande.”

fame, ti he is not airaid to own

the & Rio

ver toward |

“Sh-—! don't let
funeral of a stranger about your size. W
um Lom and. liger, and the iast name a Lees
cowboys boot.”’

“I think I know his

him hear vou, or there be a
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bane

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face, and———
“Just listen to him talk now,” and there was a
the Trails Cross saloon, as tie
Man-Tiger was shouting, a man’in cowboy dres SS,
large in form, over six feet by a couple of inches, a
giant in looks, and with an evil face, which a heavy
beard and long hair did not hide. He was heavily

   
     

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armed and had the look of a desperado of the worst
Une eS

The Man-Tiger was open ae
was interesting, at least.

“Pards,” he shouted out, as he good before the
lone bar of Trails Cross’ popular saloon.

“Any man that wants ter pick up a clean five thou-

sand dollars can do it, if he’s got the nerve ter try for
it by tackling me, Tom, the Man- Jiger, Lets or ot
Texas, for that js the sum set on my head.

“I’m outlawed, and one the hangman is lookin’
fer, so who wants itr’ ne .
haves the way he allus. shouts when Be is
drinkin’, stranger gard,” a

“Does no one attempt 10. get the price on his
head?” Ce a

“They ain't such ee a here now, pard.”

“T think I'll make a try for it, for 1am sure I know
the fellow.”

“Pard, do you want to commit suicide?’ and the
man who had volunteered the information about the
Man-Tiger looked pityingly upon the stranger, who
Said:

“Tt is but man to man,”

and what he said

g

lo, it isn't, for Tigers) more than a, giant im
strength, quick as a broncho, a dead shot and ‘he
sworst hand with the knife in these parts.

“Don’t throw your life away, pard, for I likes. you,
even if I don't know you. Peay, even Monte
Jose, is afraid of Tiger, io he has a big death list.”

“Whois Monte Jose?’

“A gantbler, square as they ele them, afraid of
nothing, and a dandy from wayback.”

“Why should one man fear another ?”

“Don’t know, stranger, but they do.”

“The Tiger is telling again that there is a price on
his head, and I'll know more about it,” and the hand-
some eee arose to his feet and seemed to be
measuring the distance between the desperado and
himself. : :

, Anybody wants ther price of my head kin git it—
if he’s got ther narve!”’ shouted the desperado, and
his eyes fell upon the stranger, but only an instant,
aut then roved about the large saloon as though
>» nig for some one who wanted to earn the money.
ine desperado held a revolver in hand, ready to kill
any man who made a motion fo draw. a. weapon.

'h2 man who had been talking to. the stranger saw

um suddenly turn his back to Tiger, take from a

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“turn of it ab out his head, fairly shoot the coil from

“twist of his Jariat had secured the ruffian, and a slash

and his lasso securing his arms, he stood gazing at

modest reply.

the response.

    

  

hook on his belt a lariat, and, quick as a flash, with a

  
 

his hand... : a
In a flash the noose was over the upraised hand of
the outlaw, drawn taut and the Man-Tiger was
dragged forward and downward to the floor ne ter-
rible force.
With a bound lik ke that ofa panther upon its prey,
the stranger was upon the fallen desperado, a quick

of his knife cut the belt of arms, leaving Tiger wholly
at his mercy.

And all this was done in. such ‘a short: ‘space of
time that even the victim of the stranger’s wonder aa
skill in lasso-throwing could h ardly realize what had
happened. a : a

A moment of clenee fell upon An - then, as the |
crowd realized what had happened, one shouted:

“The Tiger's claws are clipped at labile ©

There followed a burst of wild applause, and a
crowd closed in around the stranger.

The latter was in no way excited by his achteve-
ment, but with his foot holding the despefado down,

him, with a smile upon his fine face, that wore an
=xpression of amusement rather than triumph.
At last order was called for among the excited
crowd, and a voice asked:
“Say, stranger pard, what might your name be?”

“My name is Buffalo Bill,” was the stranger s

ane Bill ihe aes king!" : as
“We has heerd. 0’ yer; pard!) cried one of th a.
crowd, and a cheer followed the words: a
“The border king who clipped the Tiger’ s claws!”
Then ‘came a growl from the giant desperado, as
he lay upon the floor.
“Did yer say yer name were Butfals Bal?” he
gasped.
pes.
“Ther bordér kige? 2 i
“That is a name my comrades give meé.” co
“I knows yer.’ :
“And | know you.’
The man’s face whitened still more, as he heard

But he gave a lig ht ae 1 and SBI (0 es
Waal, I allows I is floored, and you. is ther king
bee o° ther ‘hive, Buftalo Bill. we

 
 

 

 

 

 

  

- “Fist undo yer lariat and let me up, and I’ll stand
drinks for ther crowd, for I ought ter, bein’ as I has
been roped in so clever.”

ST shall not loosen my lasso ‘until I have these on
you, for, as I said, I know you,” and, quickly draw-
ing a pair of,steel manacles from his pocket, Buffalo
Bill slipped them, with a sudden snap, upon the
wrists of the desperado, securing his hands thus be-
hind his back. =

Then he unloosened his lasso, coiled it and hung it
upon the hook in his belt.

“Say, pard, this hain’t a squar deal, for I has owned
up I was beat, and we stands for fair. play ee
Tiger urged.

“You have had more fair play than you deserve,
and, as you have said, there is a reward on your head,
dead or alive, I want itl” men

“T were jokin’, fer yer don’t. think ia ah fool
enough ter say sich 4 thing ef it were true.’

“Tt will be a sad joke for you, Tiger.”

voce here, pards, you hain’t ther men ter see a
stranger chip in and use me like this, when I say I
has got enough, and is willing to stand drinks and
cigars all round?”

This appeal struck forcibly a
a cigar free was all that some of the gane were there
for; so one looker-on, known as Deadly Dick, said:

“See here, stranger, when a man’s down we hain’t
ther ones ter see him kicked, so let up on him ef yer

few, for a drink and

knows when yer is in good health. Hain’t [ talkin’,
pards
Pully a score of men asserted that Deadly Dick

was talking, and they gathered the closer about the
border king and his prisoner.

‘They saw a chance to make a little something out
of Tiger for rescuing him, and it was worth seeing
how far, at least, they could play a bluff game upon
the stranger.

He was too dangerous, from his appearance, for
one man to buily, but a crowd made it different. _

Deadly Dick felt that he had made a hit, and he
turned to those who had chimed in with him, when,
quick as a flash, Buffalo Bill’s lariat fell over him,
and he was jerked off his feet and fell upon the form
of Tiger, still lying at the feet of the Border King.

Vea. tor the first, tinte, Battal lo Bill dropped. his
hands upon his revolvers. —

‘He did not draw them, bat, facing the crowd,

cried, sternly: —

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them.

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“See here, men; I claim Tiger as my game, and the
reward upon his head as mine, and I do not intend to
be bullied by any set of cutthroats!”

There was something so utterly fearless in the
border king, as he stood facing the score of men

who had followed the lead of Deadly Dick, that he
won a cheer from the well-disposcd of the crowd,

  

‘ while Monte Jose called out:

“You have won the game, pard, and I'll see that

you rake in the gold, and there are men here to back

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up what I say
The yell that went up at this was answer enough.
in the ane. and the followers of Deadly Dick,
who still lay upon the floor under the foot of Buf-
falo Bill and upon Tiger, slouched back out of the
way, no longer anxious to have attention drawn to

CHART IIOR ie
HE'S WANTED.
“Vow l dowt want, said Buttalo Bill, as a fe.

moved his foot from Deadly Dick, and, loosening his
lasso irom about him, set him on his feet and sent

. him flying into the ide of the crowd, who shouted

with
champion of ‘Liger.

Then turnine tothe datter ne pen) over,
heavy weight though he was, raised him to his

laughter at the sorry figure cut by the would-be

while he said:

“But you [ do want

“Whar ?”’

Mio the tert”

OWhat terz”

“T said that I knew you!”

«Yes, but you don 1”

Ot are 4 Boos I believe?”

“IT gambles some.

“Tl bet you a hundred to fifty I can call the tur:
on you.”

“Done! jist let my
out o’ my pocket.”
- “No, Vil trust you for the money.”

“Waal, who be ;

“ou said there was a reward of five thousand on
0 head?”

“Twas joking.”

“You were not.”

‘Waal, I knows.”

, and you go with me.”

hand free, so I kin git my money

  

        
    

 

 

   
   
  
  
   
    
   
  
  
  
   
   
   
  
   
  
   
   
  
 
  
   
 
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
   
   
  
   

 

 

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“There is a price on your head, and I shall get it—

you are too dangerous a man to let at large.”

“Vou is talkin’ nonsense, Buffalo Bill.”

“Am I, Tom Tresco, deserter from the United
States Army?” was the quiet response.

All saw the livid hue that swept over the face of the
Tiger, and heard a sound like a moan come from
between his shut teeth.

You lie | I am not Tom Tresco. I was never in

the army.”
“Indeed! Then what does that India ink mark on
your wrist mean—T. DOS: are
“T saw it when you held your revolver over your
head, and knew you were the man I wanted.”

“Tsay itisa lie! A pard oO’ mine put his name on

my wrist as | put my namé 6n his. “His name was
Tom Tresco, and he was in the army; but he is 5 dead
now.”

“Vil take my chances in taking you in as Tom
Tresco, deserter, robber and murderer! and we leave
to-morrow for the fort.

“Back! all of you! 1 know this man, and I shail

kill him, if you press me, and then fight it out with
you!’ cried Buffalo Bill, so that every man realized
he was in deadly earnest.
_ The crowd, who had been backing Deadly Dick,
had again shown a disposition to interfere, and they
were pressing toward the prisoner as though to at-
tempt a resctie, when the words brought them to a
sudden halt. |

‘Say, gents, are it lawful fer a stranger ter come
inter Trails Cross and cut such a high figger?” called

out one of the crowd, who appeared to have more

grit in him than Deadly Dick had shown.
“T came here as a stranger, and I saw this man
fing a defiance at you all, with no one to take it up,

so I chipped in, and, having bagged my game, I don’t —
- intend you shall take it from me,’ and Buffalo Bill

stepped squarely forward in front of the crowd.
“Vou talks big fer a feller as plays a lone hand,

young man,” said the man who had taken upon him-

self the leadership of the party.
-“If-you object, interfere; that is all,’ wa asciie oon
Dae

The man elanced bark at his: iolioriers to see if

they were ready to back him in what he did, and he
4- seemed oe by what he saw, ree ee

quickly: o nd
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Come, let Tiger go, or you answers ter me.’

In an instant, he was covered. by Buffalo Bill’s re-
volver, quicker than he thought a man could draw a
weapon, and sharply came the words:

“And you answer to oD) Do you wilt, or shall I
touch trigger?

“Quick! for life is too short to fool!

“T knows jist when I has got enough, pard. i

But the man made a signal as he spoke, for the
crowd pressed closer, and revolvets were drawn, and,
by the quickest of movements, Buffalo Bill whirled
Tiger in front of him, and, with a revolver now in
each hand, held on either side of the prisoner, said,
in a derisive tone:

“Now, gentlemen, to find my heart t you must shoot
through your pard’s body.

ay when, for IT am ready!” and Buffalo. Bill
smiled serenely. © * ae

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“Say, pards, don’t shoot! for the love 0’ God, don't.
shoot!’ shouted Tiger, who had been thus suddenly
made a breastwork of to his own terror. —

What the result would have been it is hard to say
had not Monte Jose, the cee just then come to

the rescue with:

“Gentlemen, fair play, say I, and the border king
shall have it, for he won his game squarely and shall
have the stakes. : :

“Who of you are with me in my play?”

Monte jose was well known all along the border
as a man of iron nerve, liberal to a fault, and one.
who hit what he aimed at. AS

He stepped to the side of Buffalo Bill as he uttered |

‘the words, and faced the angry element that pressed

lim to set Tiger tree.

His eyes met those of Dan, the man who had as-
sumed the leadership of the rescuers, and the latter
said, as he saw that the crowd was with the gambler :

“You hain’t no right ter chip in dere, Monte Jose.”

“Tt is a right I take upon myself, for no plucky
stranger like that one shall be set upon by a pack of
dastardly coyotes who would not dare to meet him
single-handed,” was the quick retort. oa

“Waal, as yer has chipped in, and insulted me as
well, we'll jist settle it as to whether the stranger
walks off with Tiger or not.”

“Is that a challenge for me to fight you? :

= oe cu d understand English, you ‘d know it

were.’ a
‘lam fie and ee Dan so name your Bod,
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a pati Dick’s my man, Monte Jose.”
_ “And T shall ask the border king to serve me.’
“Pardon me, but this quarrel cannot be taken out

of my.hands, sir, though I thank yer for your kind-

ness in coming to my aid.

‘My prisoner there is a fugitive from justice, and,
if that man considers him worth fighting for, he must
meet me—no one else,” and Buffalo Bill smiled.

“Does yer mean you is ter meet me, stranger?”

: asked Dan, with a show of relief, for he knew what

Monte Jose was with a revolver, and he did not know
how well the border king could shoot.
“I have no desire to meet you, or any one clse.
“This man is my prisoner, and | intend to take
him with me, and, as that gentleman was so kind as
to come to my aid, I do not intend he shall risk h
life to help me while I look idly on, so, if you wish to
settle whether I lose or hold my man by a duel, all

right.”

A chorus ‘of voices shouted at this arrangement,
and Monte Jose said:

“You have the call, pard, so I throw up my hand;
but Pll see that you have a square ce) and no
marked cards run in on you.

. “How shall it be?”

“Let that man decide to suit himself, and I am sat-

isfied,’”’ was Buffalo Bill’s cool response.

_ “Well, [ve some experience in these little affairs.
“You being the challenged party, | shall pots how

the game is to be played. 7 ‘
“Is thats square, patds?”’ and Monte ae appealed

to the crow rd.

“A chorus of yells assured him, and Dan and hie fol-
lowers needed no more than this to see that they

w ere greatly in the minority.

Up to this moment, Tiger had been a seemingly i in-

terested looker-on, but now he spoke up, and to the
: pom

“Gents, ally
An instant silence followed this appeal, for eve

qnan present congratulated himself upon having es

called a “gent,” * whatever that might mean,

... “It strikes me that this lectle matter c’u de be Bet- *:
“fled atween ther young feller thet calls himself ther

border king, and yours truly, [.6 bein” lee inter-

OG Ge ik ee ee |
| oy : sho need: a. en oi voices, a thus |
. encouraged, | Tiger. continued : ae

That's

“Now, Vin obliged ter: : Deadly. Dick. ail oh and

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‘ther others jek chippin’ in ter help me out; but I

. wheel and fire at the word halt,”

fires ‘before the word halt!

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wants no mani ter ight my fights as long as 1 am able.

‘ter do it, so I says thet ef ther border king kin settle

whether I goes with him, or stays, by fightin’ with
Dan, let ther scrimmage be atween me and him, with

‘knives or revolvers, as he may please.”

A roar of applause greeted this suggestion of
Tiger, and put him at once again in favor with
the crowd.

But Buffalo Bill said:
“No, I shall not cheat the hangman by Kill ing you,
for you go with me, unless Dan there calls in my

checks.”

Tiger looked Se onee 8. and Dan did not beam.
with smiles at the border king’s decision, while some
one suggested to leave it to a vote of the crowd, ©

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“I leave it to no one. If that man backs down
from his challenge, [let him go. [seek no trouble,”
was the determined response of Buffalo Bill.

“Gentlemen, the duel must decide it, and my friend
is ready,” called out Monte Jose.

‘“Pard, 1 am ready to arrange the biz with oe

“Back to back, step off at the order march, and
was Monte Jose's
businesslike arrangement of the duel.

“Does that suit you, Dan?’ Deadly Dick asked,
with a glance at Buffalo Bill, whom he did not care
to be too near.

“Tt does,’ Dan replied, and something in the eX-
pression on his face caused Monte Jose to add:

“And I shall shoot the man dead who wheels. or
p

*An applause followed this decision, and Monte
Jose called out: ou a

“And you are satisfied, barier king ?”’

“T cotild not be more pleased,’ was the reply, and
he added:

“But I shall see that you don’t skip while 1 am not
watching you,” and he sat Tiger down on a bench
with a force that made his teeth rattle, and, with a.

few dexterous turns of his lasso, ae aae a there

beyond escape.

“Now, sir, lam at your service,’ ‘and he act oe

litely to Monte Jose, who at once led him toa posi-
tion in the center of the long room.

On either side now the crowd quickly lenned
leaving the ends open for the bullets, should the
shots miss, and a moment alter Dan walked to. oe
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“Don’t shut off Tiger’s view, please,” called out
Buffalo Bill, as he noticed that the followers of Dan
were crowding around the bench on which he had
tied the prisoner.

Many laughed at this, for they saw that the border
king’s desire to give Tiger a chance to witness the
duel was that he ae not be cut loose by o friends
and skip. i .

So the bench was s pulled up in front of the crowd,
while Buffalo Bill said, pleasantly:

_ “It would be a shame to have the man most in-
terested shut out from the fun.”

The offhand manner of the border king somewhat

dampened the spirits of Dan, who would have liked

to have him show less indifference to danger.
“Back to back, gentlemen,” ordered Monte Jose,
and the border king took position promptly. Dan
then stepped up and stood with his back to him.
“You know the terms, and you are not to draw un-
til the word halt!
“The man who plays false, I trump ae my bullet

in his heart.

“Are you ready ?’

Both responded in the ape and then, amid
the stillness of death that followed, came the com-
mand of Monte Jose, the gambler:

“March!”

‘They stepped off promptly together, no one know-

ing except Monte Jose how many steps were (0. pe

counted.
When each man had counted seven, 8 rang out
the command: . oe ¢
iilalet: °

" Dan was noted as a tolaee hand i in , drawing ne
firing, and therein lay his hope; but his weapon had
just left his belt when the crack of the border king’s
revolver was heard, and his bullet shattered the hand
of his adversary. Then came the calmly-uttered
words of Buffalo Bill: :

“T did not wish to kill you, but don’t forget that

you wear my brand.”

CHAPTER IIL
TRUE AS STEEL.

That Buffalo Bill could shoot as well as he threw

a lasso the shattered hand of Dan gave thorough

evidence. Se
The man was completely cowed by it, and was

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silent under the cutting words of the border king,

which gave him his life, but left his brand upon him.

The act of Buffalo Bill in sparing the life of the
man showed that he was merciful, and he had
wounded him simply to save himself, for all knew
there was no mercy in Dan’s makeup.

“Vou are lightning with your revolver, pard, and
I congratulate you upon the best shot I ever saw
under the circumstances.

“Tam glad to know yod, and ie Monte Jose
offers his hand in friendship, he means all that he
says,’ and the gambler held forth his ee which
Buffalo Bill shook warmly, while he said:

_“T have to thank you, sir, for my life perhaps, for
those fellows intended to corner me and rescue

Viger.

“You have, indeed, stood as my friend, and I ap-
preciate ity: !
“What will you do now?”
“Get my prisoner to a room in the hotel, and then
leave for the fort.”
“You really believe him to be the deserter you
spoke of?”
“I know it, sir,’ and Buffalo Bill glanced quickly
around to see that no one overheard him.

d

“T have been on his track for three months.”

“Ah! then he is as good as hanged.” )

“About that, sir; but now let me thank you again,
and say good-night, with the hope that we may meet
again.”

“T guess we will; but I will accompany you to the
hotel, for it is better.’ :

“IT thank you,’ and, going up to Tiger, who was
still bound by the lariat to the bench, and sat scow!-
me with a savage countenance, the border king said:

“Now, i we will seek rest, for we start early
in the morning.’

“T told you that my name is not Tresco.”’

“Never mind; you remind me so much of ae
that 1 cannot help ca alling you by that name.

“Tam ready now.’

“You nearly killed my pard, Dan, for He ll lose 1 his
arm. ’

“He is in great luck not ioilave lost his like,” was

the quiet response, and, having unbound his prisoner,
Buffalo Bill turned to the crowd, who was watching
him, many ef them with admiration and a liking: for
his nerve and skill, and, raising his sombrero, he said,
pleasantly:

  
    

 

 

   

 
   

  
 

 

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oT bid y d-night, gentlemen.”
1 id you good-night, gentlemen.
' “Good-night, border king,” came in a roar of

voices, while one said:

“Luck to you.”

Then a voice called out:

“Come again when you want more of the same
kind, for there are lots of Tiger’s style floating
around Trails Cross.’ :

Out of the door went Buffalo Bill and his prisoner,
Monte Jose having’ previously slipped out to await
his coming. :
As he did so, Deadly
crowded toward the door.

Dick and his followers

It was proof that they meant mischief—to try

conclusions outside, and secure the prisoner, as there
were full a score of them.

But the better element present at once saw their
intention, the landlord of the place shouting io

“None of that dirt shall be played on that ma

Then the crowd surged toward the door, and
Deadly Dick and his followers fell back ccleay and
soon after dropped out of the saloon one by one, for
Dan, accompanied by two pards, had already de-
parted in search of the doctor. The bullet had done
ugly work, breaking the bone below the wrist.

The hotel was a shanty, only deserving the name
through the fact that “lodgings and meals” to
be had there, such as they vere.

Wire

Buffalo Bill had put up there upon his arrival, his
horse being then in the stable, and, receiving a room
with two cots in it, he went there with his prisoner,
accompanied by Monte Jose.

- Having seen his'ne sw-found friend to his quarter
the gambler turned to go, when Tis iver growled:

“Vie remember you for this nieht’s work, Monte

ee
VAI right, don't pee ine
“You, played into this stranger's hand to-night

agin a friend.

“If trying to cheat me at cards, lying in wait to kill

and rob me is friendship, then you are m~ friend, for

l had always suspected you, Tiger, but now I am sure

that my suspicions Wiehe COPUGCT,
“The border king has got you now, and, if you do
“manage to escape the gallows and come back here, |

“will warn you-now that it is to be war between us.

“And: pard, let me watn you that you had better _e
On your guard until you get well out of Trails Cross

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

with your prisoner, for Deadly Dick has a bad

‘lowing, and they are as treacherous as.snakes.

“T thank you for your warning, Monte Jose, and

3

shall be cautious.”

With this the two parted with a shake of the land,
and then Buffalo Bill bound the prisoner to the cot
he was to sleep in, though not so as to make him un-
comfortable, and also turned in himself for the night.

It was just dawn when he awoke, roused his pris-
onet, who was either sleeping, or pretending to be,
and then went to the hotel office.

The traps of Tiecr were secured, for he was stop-
ping there, and his horse was in the stable. so thither
Buffalo Bill went with his man, when he had settle
the score of each.

He had noted some ugly-facec
about, and they, too, had gone toward the stable.
As the border king approached, out stepped Monte

nen, hanging

jose and greeted him.

“Vou see, pard, a few of my friends concluded to
set up and see you off, as we discovered others were
going to do as much for you,” and, with a laugh)
Monte Jose motioned to the ugly-looking gang seen
hanging abeut. pa

Yau are idee a iriend, Monte Jose. and I will
not forget you.’ oe

“Well, be careful on your trail, for it’s a long one
you have to travel,’ and, with this, the gambler and.
his half-dozen pards waved farewell, as the border
off with his prisoner, while these who had
scue walked sullenly away. oe

king rode
intended a re
The border king had been content with ironing the
prisoner’s hands when he had him. at Trails Cross,
but, bemg of a merciful nature, as soon as they were
off on the trail hé hadshown his utter fearlessness of

the man and trust in himsell by taking the handeufis
off of one wrist.
He had his weapons, and so felt no dread ofan ¢es-
sae eG.

Once, when the trail was a little rough, the hor Se
of Tiger had lagged behind.
to be a well-trained animal,
every word and sign of his rider.

“] shall have to keep a close wa atch on that man,’
muttered the border king, and he did so, without ap-

He seemed mun alae

pearing to.
The trail ied-over-a :
sighe the leader into a marrow chasm where a

br
oo could not readily turn for fully sixty feet,

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This ee in the ridge Buffalo Bill lad entered,

and, tas Vigers horse neared if, the knees of his’

ian gave a pressure, and, like a pivot, the splendid

animal wheeled on his hind legs and darted away:
Over the ridge Buffalo Bill was just in sight, and

following down the winding trail he would have had

‘to get within fifty feet to secure a shot at his man.

Then; too, he would have had to ride cut of the
split in the rocks, turn his horse, and by the time he
same back to where the prisoner had started from,
the latter would have all of a hundred and fifty feet
the start, and, the winding trail preventing a shot for
a mile or more, it would all depend upon the speed of
the horse.

All this Tiger had studied as he went alon

He knew the place well, for it was upon his trail to
his ranch, and he determined to make a bold dash for
freedom.

He had an idea
kill him, but carry him

a
S&S
a
is

that Buffalo Bill did not wish to
in alive, so would not fire

upon him if he could.

But the border king was not caught napping, and,
as quickly as the horse of Tiger wheeled, that quickly
had his lariat, taken slyly in hand, been sent flying
backward, and the noose caught the steed at the very
start around the neck, bringing him to a halt, and
choking him to a standstill.

' At the same instant, he had leaped from his saddle
and sprang upon the ledge, and, leaving his well-
trained horse to hold the other animal, he had, with a
bound, reached the side of Tiger, who, feeling that
his horse was secured, had tried to escape on it

“alt! hands up, Tiger, or Vil oe trigger!” cried
the border king.

Tiger glanced back at his captor, and promptly
obeyed, ere he had run half-a-dozen paces.

“You're a quick one with a lariat, Buffalo Bill, and
hain’t slow with a weepon, nuther,” was the remark

_of the prisoner.

“Long experience in dealing with just ae slip-
pery rascals as you are has taught me what I know,”
was the response.

“Come, yer hain’t-goin’ ter put ther bracelets upon
me agin?”

Ul certainly ami |

nis syer afectd ome, thet yer had ter icon mic:

Pa

“Some day it will be my turn.” Le
“Yes—every dog has his day,” and the irons were

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

*

slipped upon the wrists, the lasso taken from the

neck of the prisoner's horse, and, mounting, they
rode on their way again.
he trail led down into a valley, and here a hait

was inade for a rest and dinner, and beyond their way
ied over a ridge to prairie land, dotted her and there
with a clump of timber and crossed by an ccasional
stream. . oe

Buffalo Bill had purposely left the regular trail,
not caring to risk an ambush from any of Tiger's
friends who had gone on ahead to be in wait for
them.

He had seen a trail he did not like, and so branched
off by a longer way.

As they got well out upon the prairie, he came toa
sudden halt.
| His keen eye had detected some moving object in

the laa ber or the motte, or clump of treés, to the

right.
say. Viger. we are we ell up toward the Comanche
country and may have to run for it; but then you
ave well mmounted and so am 1, so, if at comes to a
ie

race, we necd lave no fear,
“If yer see [njuns, pard, does yer

7

r intend ter let
me be ironed, so as I can’t help my self?”

“No, if it comes to a close call, Tiser, I shall set

9

you free and give you your weapons to help defcnd -
aie

yourse

“Waal, you is generous-hearted, and I thanks you;
but I does feel so awful Skittish with them irons on
me, | wish yer'd take em off.”

“Wait-a moment,’ and Buffalo Bill’s eyes were
os ahead in o timber mottes.

At las Stal ena a ited an Said:

“There are indians tn the timber to the right and

lett of us, and we must dash through.”

bON RS - eneyeer] Pp?
Wihv not go back, pard:

‘Because there are Indians following on our trai”

ober ee m ere be! Then we ts done fer?”

“Oh no, not yet; but I will take your irons of, and,
ait Comes tO a os [will give you your weapons.”
“Now, yer is a,@ent from Wayback, gard Bil
The border king at once took the irons off of his
prisoner, and then said:

“Now, come, we must ride for our lives, and run

the gantlet between the bands in the timber yonder.”

Away the yO. horse 5 bounded, a ae lead-
ing, the prisoner close behind.

As they did so a band of half-a-dozen redskins

   

    

 

 

 

       
 

 

  

darted out from a clump of timber on each side of
their path to head them off, and a glance behind him

showed the border king that there was another party

of braves pressing on in pursuit.
Instantly the border king unslung his rifle and
opened fire, as he rode, first on one side, then the

oe his prisoner, as he thought, following behind;
but Tiger had turned to the right-about, af was
flying back with all speed directly toward the pur-

suing Indians.

eae neem

CHAPTER IV.
"TREACHERY,

knowing that he need
aches if captured,

Peeling oe that. Tiger,
expect no mercy from the Coma
would know re t his present a
close to him ane running the gantlet between the
bands coming from the a of timber, the border
king momentarily dism
mind, and devoted |

One shot to the

. lay in Sticking

his attention to the redskins.
band on the left, two to the one on

the right were fired with coolness and precision, six
shots in all, and at long ange.

Then he brought his rifle down to note the effect
of his fire.

Fle had spotted a white horse on the left and had
hoped to bring him down and trip others over ae as
he fell

ire fad Deed stul, for the white horse had

aud. two men close tipor

i heels had ta et a tumble over him.

On the right, two shots had not been thrown away,
lone as was the a fora horse had fallen, and a
rider had been knocked cut of his saddle

ee 1

range I will

co p to
my a and 1 will give you your weapons to take
Care of the party on the lett.’

n we get just between the bands, ride u

So said the border king.

But no answer came, and then, as he listened, he
atic cae 10 of hoofs close behind him.
Quickly he wheeled in his saddie to behold his pris-

oner two Lae ed yards < away , flying like the wind

straight to the band of Indi ans in pursuit. of}
le has proved traitc a
a Ww fas a fool to trust

lim.

  

ssed the prisoner from his:

redskins, while a third was lying near the ¢

 

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“It is taking big chances on “my own escape, but I.

Wil TiSk a shot-at him. +

Oo saying, he wheeled, brought his horse toa halt,

and quickly leveling his rifle fired.

A shout of triumph broke from his lips as he saw
the horse of the prisoner go down, and his rider fall
heavily.

But at once he said:

“Poor horse! T hit you instead of your ridet

Again he whe eeled in his flight, throwing ca
into his rifle as he went along at a terre ae for
his aoe ue racer was urged by the spurs to do his

rery bes

lie rea Oo that he had a desperate gantlet to run,

Dn

oe more,so by his stopping for his a at

ee

Tiger,
erved himself to his task and went along

+

But he n
with his eyes roving from side to side, as he counted
his chances of ue
thin closer range, his wile stowly
he meant to be de-

ae as he got wi
11S Bo t shoulder, for

ei
<4
O
m4
Se
os
ex
i)
ct
©
ne

here

A scattering of the | band was at Ouce seen,
several shots, and again his wild cry
the wild prairies.

but. he
pumped out
rune out over
Ten up ito his lett s
shoulder,

again ae wa

houlder went his rife tee he
, feat few nen can ac.

iwery was hear

Fy

fired from, either s

complish, and once ¢
Another moment, as, to his amazement, the two

their pace, he shot through the

A yolley of firearms a him, one shot cutting
4 4 x “4 ais 4044
through his sombrero, his sadaie

horn and a third wour a ne
neck

But he was merciful, and, as the Indians did not
follow, he did not fire again.

He was not a man to take life wantonly,

Dismounting, to give his horse a breathing spell
at the stream, he took his handkerchief, bathed the
slight wound in the animal’s neck and bound it up.

Then he looked back over the prairie with the
expression of one 1
There were the three bands of Indians,
mear the spot where he had at last fired, all in a
group, and in their midst was Tiger on foot.
Four horses lay dead upon the prairie, and two
| roup, with

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thinned
power, but I was too busy to take particular notice
and he patted

a) / :
roveral bending over him as though he was badly

~onnded. .

This sight seemed to interest Buffalo Bill im-
cnensely, and, taking from his saddle a small field-
a he turned it upon the redskins, who were about
“ score in number

ANE last waiter a one look, he said, in a tone of de-
fisiom: :

“Indians! Comanches! and mounted upon Ameri-
can horses, not Indian ponies! —

“Indians with no bows and arrows, Comanches

without lances and with no rifles—only revolvers.

‘A strange lot of Indians they are, for the face of
every one of them weuld wash white.
TOU tiaey served their purpose, which was to res-
Tiger. |
Yes, Deadly Dick, you have sich your
pose, that 1s certain. .Ah! binding Tiger toa
se to still carry out your cheat, are you? and fool

{ Py

ake

“Well, I am not so easily fooled as you think; but

I shall see you to think .so,"..and, with a tight

laugh, he rode away irom the shelter of the willows

on the bank of the little stream.

ob

only wish [ had known you were not Comanches
sooner, and that you had no rifles, for | would have
ut the population of Trails Cross, all in my
until after we got through, old pard,”’
his horse affectionately.
Then he breke out into a laugh, as he continued:
“Now, was I not cleverly tricked after all’
‘What will Monte Jose have to say, and the man at

Trails Cross, back there?

“Hell tell them that it was proven that he was not
the man-[I claimed him to. be. :

“Well, I have set out upon the trail of Tom Tresco,
and I shall go to the end of it.

“Now, to head for Tiger’s ranch and see how much

of a cattleman he is.”
With this, Buffalo Bill eld on until he was well
out of sight of the band upon the prairie.

Suddenly, he drew rein and turned back to the first

stream, where he haited, as though to camp for the

might, for he staked his horse out to feed, and built
a small fire to cook his venison and coffee.

Then he turned in for a sleep, and at dawn was in
the saddle, going back over the trail he had come.

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

the put rpOse
as

When he had had his breakfast and started tipon
the back trail, Buffalo Bill rode with caution. — —
He was sure that the party who had rescued Tiger
from him were convinced that he believed them In-

dians, yet they might lie in wait for him, in case he

should return, and he avoided every clump of timber
and rise that t he could, dreading a lurking foe there.

But he found none, and went on his way back to
where he had last seen the rescuers.

“As I thought,” he muttered, as he drew near the |
spot and beheld the numerous tracks.

“Ves, shod hoofs tell the story that they were
not Indians.” ae

Coming to where the three bands had met, he saw
red stains upon the ground, and then the tracks all
led in one direction—off toward the range of hills
far away to the right. ;

He followed the trail slowly, for he did not wish
to be too close upon the party.

“They are a dozen ot so too many for me,” ne
said, witha laugh. | |

He preferred to cross the trail up among the hills.

But he found no trail to cross, and, therefore, went
down the range again until he could discover it,

It had. evidently /not crossed the tauge, aout
branched off to the right.

Buffalo Bill appeared to understand just why, for
he went along quietly and soon saw where the trail
turned, and from his position he could see that it
again went over the prairie, but diverged from the
one by which the party had come to the hills.

‘Right where the trail turned, the party ha ad halte :
and camped for the night. a

Over under a pine on the hillside, and upon the
wavy bank of a rivulet, he beneld three graves.

They had been freshly made, and across. thent had
been piled timber to keep the wolves from digging
up the dead.’ 7

“One will tell the story, 1! oo 1.1 hardly need any
better proof than I have tae f, he said, aloud.

“It is a bad business, this, opening a grave, but
then I suppose I should do so to make a certainty
detbly sure.” :

With this, he removed the logs from, one of the
graves and began io throw out the loose earth with
his large stivrup, which he took from the saddle for
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he recalled that his own hand had taken the life of
the man in the grave.

‘Those who had buried him there had not slighted
their work, for the grave was a deep one, and the
others slain had been placed in separate resting-
places. : |
_ He dug on until at last he felt his hand touch a
body.

It was enveloped in a blanket, bound around with
a Jariat. ;

Unfolding the blanket,
crossed, and the face washed of its
was a white man.

“I remember him—he was one of Deadly Dick’s
band at the saloon the night beiore last.

“Ee played Injun once too” often, and,
vot free, it cost three lives to rescue him.

“Well, I have nothing against him now,
low, so I will bury him again as { found him, though
I doubt if he would do as much for me.”

Buffalo Bill began to envelope the body in the
blanket again, when he stopped suddenly.

His eye became riveted upon tHe palin. of the jeit

Bil bev id” Iam—Hands

red paint, for it

if Tiger

poor fel-

hand of the corpse

here, pricked in most skillfully,
stripes and all, tattooed by a master hand in India
ink.

2 Well!’
the lips of the border king;
on a Jew’s face!

““Yiger, and more; it means that this man is one
of a band, of 1 am mistaken. But I am in re hurry,
so I'll see if the others are branded as this one is. If
so, the live ones who wear aS brand are my game,
for it implies a great deal.

He did not then bury the body he
but went to work throwing the timber off the other

eae
graves.

was a tiger,

and the words broke very forcibly from
“all as plain as the nose

had exhumed,

> CIAL TEIN XV.
A STARTLING DISCOVERY.
‘The task was completed at tase, and he had the
other two bodies unwrapped before him.
. Then he took-up the right hand of one.
An attempt had been made ‘to 1 ee it, as a: prepa-
ration for burial, but it was unsuccessful, ter, the dirt
was of long standing, and the man chad beon a

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

a1

stranger to soap for many a long week, if appear-
ances spoke for anything.

Then Buffalo Bill took up the leit hand, and ene
through the vista of dirt, was sec.) the tiger.

The face, too, he remembered to have seen at the
saloon two nights before, and among those who had
been Dan’s backers. ae

“Now for number three.’

One touch of the hand, which was small, doe
and clean, and the face of Buffalo Bill, the border
king, blanched white, while from his lips broke the

startling words: |

“Great God! This man has been buried alive!”

Instantly he dr ropped his head upon the breast of
the man, and listened with his ear pressed close to

his heart.

“It beats faintly! The man is alive!

“Now to see where he is wounded!”

There was a wound in the head, the bullet having
entered at one side.

Down to the brook sprung the border king, fille
his sombrero with water, and quickly bathed the
wound and the face. .

Then he rubbed the pulseless hands and limbs,
poured from a small flask he carried some liquor into
the mouth, and bathed his face with it as well.

and

It was a long task, but at last re.piration began,
at first in gasps, then slowly, and with more regu-
larity, until the warm blood began to course through
the veins, and life came swinging back into the becy
which had been, some hours before, placed in the
grave as dead.

Raising in his arms the form as tenderly as though
he had been an infant, he bore it away trom the sight
of the other bodies, and placed it upon his own
blanket. :

He was all tenderness now, this strong, nervy man,
who held no fear and would kill a foe without mercy.
He had a big heart, and it was in the right place!

He was revealing now that human nature gov-
erned him by his treatment of this enemy, who had
sought his life in his strength, and now, in his weak-

ness, appealed to his mercy.

He arranged the blankets for him, gave him an-
other swallow of liquor, and sat clasping his oe
for fullan hour.

At last the eyes ea POs and looked
squarely up into the skies,

Buffalo Bill spoke, in a low, wontle voice:

  

 
 

 

   
   
   
  
 
  
  
   
  
    
      
         

   
   

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“You are all right now, pard, so have no fear.”
The eyes closed again, and it seemed an age before
they were reopened; but at last the lids parted, and
the eyes were fixed upon the face of the rescuer.
“Well, pard, you'are better, 1 am glad to see.”
There was tio start of surprise, no recognition, no
reply, but the eyes looked steadily into those of the
border king, who again spoke:
“You got a wound in your head, but I

have not
examined it closely. May I do so now?” 2

Still no reply, and, taking silence as consent, Bill

turned the head upon one ae and critically exam-
ined the wound.
The bullet had torn along the aide of the skull, just

over and beyond the left ear, feacrurine the bone, but

not penetrating to the brain.

“T don’t think it is so bad as I first easlhe i
at do all I can for you, pard, and then take you to
where you will be cared for,’ and he went to his
saddle and took from the pocket several handker-
chiefs, along’ with a bottle of witch hazel, and, satu-
tating the cloths, bound them firmly upon the
wounds.

“We plainsmen have to be our own doctors, you
know, pard, so I go prepared for shots and bruises.

- “Now, take a nap while [ get ready for the trail,

for it’s forty long miles to where | shall take you;
» but there aoe ll find a doctor, aud. good quarters, so
cheer Up,

still no reply, no sign of recognition; so he went

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

“Now, we are ready, pard,” ” he said, in a ve

way, and added:

“He is a mere boy, not over sivhieen; but the

brand of the tiger is in his hand.”

back up the hill to the graves, bound up the remain-—

ing body in its blanket, as he had the other, and.

placed each in its grave.
Then he worked hard and rapidly, filled in. ay

graves, replaced the timbers upon them, over the -

empty one as over the others that held bodies, and,
going to his horse, saddled and bridled him.

The blanket taken from about the man who had’

been buried alive, he took, as also the lariat, and, ad-
justing his stirrups, he led the horse up to where the
wounded man lay. a
“Come, oe we will take the iat now.
help you. x

He aided him to rise, and no word came. from
him.

Then, seeing how weak he was, he scout ‘raised ‘
aim bodily and placed him in the saddle, wrapping?

his blankets about him as a ae ae fastening
them wt the lariat. . Og ve i Re as

Let me.

eh

Down the bet went Buffalo Bill on foot, his horse” :
following with the wounded man, silent and seeming ie

to be in suffering.

Reaching the valley at the base of the foothills,

Buffalo Bill skirted the range, keeping up his steady

walk for a couple of hours, his horse oe pa

tiently.

Several times had he spoken to the wounded man,

but each time he had received no reply.

It did not anger him, for something told him that
the blow he had received was a severe one, and that
it might have dazed him utterly.

Still he was determined to keep his eye upon him, |
for the man might be playing a part, and only watch-

ing a chance to escape.

Turning to look at him from time to time, he met
that same stony stare which looked at him, yet ap-

peared not to see him.
At length he halted for rest and food, and again

o
oe!

spread his blankets for the wounded prisoner, if che
could regard him in that light. ,

He placed the form upon them, bathéd hig head
and saturated the cloth once more, after which he
bound the wound up as before.

The wounded man was given the best the

which he drank greedily.

Once more te he started upon his journey, for
he was anxious to get the man under the care of a
skilled physician as soon as was possible to do so,
and, having to walk

he lay upon the blankets.

What he saw was a yoldhe Sod eely over eighteen —

he seemed, with a face cast in 2 refined mold.
His hair was black,
shoulders about his neck.

His form was slender, graceful and wiry, and clad~
_4d the pants stuck
in boots, the tops of which came above the knees.

in a Suit of corduroy, sack coat,

His eyes were largé, but now: expressionless. ~
Under 4 different: circums tanees he would have ca ailed 2
him h nandsome+-2 oy handsome young man. vase

His weapons were-gone, ‘aid he had evidently beet 2

SCOURS
had, but cared for nothing except a cup of coffee,

the distance himself, he knew
that it would take him all night to make the journey.
He had regarded the wounded man ees as

and hung in curls below his’

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THE

hastily wrapped in his blanket and buried, his com-
rades taking only hig arms.
Such was. the individual now thrown upon the
mercy of the border king in 80 strange a manner,
and the one who was now as gentle to him as he
would have been to a Wornan, muttered as he trudged
along: :

“It was a sad day for you, my young pard, when

you left the shelter of your home and came West.
“Well, t only hope you will vet well, and maybe a

can convince you that you and I ought to be pards;

not you and those cutthroats that follow Tiger's

lead, for Lam fully convinced that Tiger is the leader

of an outlaw band.

“Well, it will be a pleasant duty to find out, for, as *

I have set out on Tiger’s trail, I'll see the end of it.’
Just at dark another halt was made, and the

wounded man was given an hour’: § rest, while his

wound was again dressed most tenderly.

Still not a wofd did he utter, no reply would he
make to any question, only the deathlike stare which
he had had since the border king had first seen him
open his eyes,

“T only hope that you are not playing a part, pard,
for 1 would hate to have to wing you, as perhaps you
may reform from your evil ways.

“But I warn’ you that I will stand no monkey busi-
ness if you go to skip awaydrom me in the darkness.”

But if the man hgard and tinderstood, he played his
part to perfection, for not an expression on his face
revealed the fact that he was conscious of the threat
made by the border king.

Thus on through the night, with several halts,
a went.

At each halting- place the scout had moistened the
ae given the man a rest of some little time, and
done all in his power to make him comfortable.

Twice he had made coffee for him, and each time it
had been swallowed with the greatest relish, ee
food he would not take.

The last part of the way lay. over prairie lands,

and, as the dawn drew near, afar off was visible a
“Yonder is where we halt, pard; where you see the
lieht.” ,
_ But still no reply from the wounded man. —
The dawn came and revealed.a beautiful rolling,

prairie for miles around, which was broken.a couple.

of miles ahead by a slight ridge, heavily timbered,

  

BUFFALO

   

BILL STORIES, 8

and along the base of which ran one of those crystal
streams which so often break the landscape of Texas.

Upon the ridge some daring settler had established
his home, a commodious structure of logs, contain-
ing half a score of rooms, and completely surrounded
by a shed, which served as a-piazza.

It was fenced in, with a garden in the rear, ek-
tensive outbuildings, some cornfields over on the
slope, and prairie pasture lands for miles around,
whereon many cattle were grazing, with also a large
herd of ponies and a flock of sheep.

It was a periect border home, luxurious for that
far land, and its owner had dared settle down where
at any moment a band of Comanches might make a
dash upon him, or, what was equally to be dreaded,
lawless raiders from across the Rio Grande might be
tempted to loot his hacienda.

 

CRA TER Vv ic
SOLDIERS. RAN GH.

Soldiers’ Ranch was one of the finest and most
hospitable homes on the Texas frontier.

Captain Edward Hass, as he was more generally
called, had been a surgeon in the United States
Army, stationed at a fort on the Rio Grande, and
had been with his troop of cavalry when they had
rescued from an outlaw band a beautiful Mexican
girl captured and held for ransom.

It was Surgeon Hass’ pleasing duty to escort

‘Marie Inglez to her father’s home across the Rio

Grande, and the friendship thus begun ended 1h her
becoming Mrs, Hass in less than a year after.
Asher father had left her a goodly number of

ane and Surgeon Hass didnot care to make a

Mexican of himself, though he had been most willing
to have a fair Mexican turn American, he had re-™
signed from the army and established for himself a
home in Texas.

It was upon the very spot where the rescue Ho

Marie Inglez had taken place, and he had at that

time remarked if ever he had a ranch, that would be
where he would pitch his tent.

A’ number of cavalry, whose term of enlistment
had expired, were easily persuaded to turn from the
blue to the buckskin, the sword to the lariat, and be-
come cawbeys at ‘Soldiers’ Ranch,” as the doctor

had named his home.
And here

oe ae his a with his -

  

  
 

  
  
 

 

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beautiful wife, half-a-dozen peon servants, who had
followed their loved mistress from the Mexican
hacienda to Texas, and a score of gallant ex-cavalry-
men turned into cowboys. ON

The danger of the site of Soldiers’:-Kanch caused
the surgeon to organize his men into. rangers for
protection, and the cowboys of several other’ ranches,
far distant from Soldiers’ Ranch, joined the band,
which at once became known as minutemen.

A gallant lot they were, too, as they had shown
in a number of hot fights with the Comanches and
lawless invaders from Mexico.

A perfect soldier,.a genial gentleman and hospita-
ble host, Captain Hass was known and respected far
and wide, and never did-he fail to answer a-call for his
services as physician, no matter what the hardship of
his going would be. i

A child, a little daughter, had been born to them
aieen) (thre captain and his wife moved to Soldiers’
Ranch.

The little belle was at once taker
father, to make a es Sir out af cer, ashe ex-
pressed it.

' His training outdoors, with her mother’s
within, ee to make an accomplished lady as
wellas a heroine out of the ittle daughter.

in charge by ae

training

q
1

The cowboys. @ ceced Buffalo Bill as he came
across the prairie with a cheer of welcome, for all
knew what his courage was, and acknowledged his
superior skill as a prairie man. if

“What have you there, Border King?” asked one,
as he saw his greeting to the wounded man was not
returned.

“A poor fellow who. has been wounded, and I am
ha ae on to have the captain try his surgical skill
upon him.’

So on he went, while the cowboys returned to their
duties, discussing the coming of the border king, and
convinced that he could tell them much more about
the silent stranger if he had cared to do so.

Upon his piazza sat Captain Hass, awaiting the
coming of his wife and daughter to go into breaktast.

He was a handsome man, of soldierly form,
bearded face and with a bright eye that looked
straight into your own as only an honest man’s can.

He spied Buffalo Bill afar off, took a glass from a
bracket. and, turning it upon him, said, in a tone of
pleasure: |

 

‘tain, as he returned to the piazza.

     
 

“Tt is the border king, and on foot! And he has a
comrade with him, who rides his horse.

“They travel slowly for men whom a good brea
fast awaits, but his friend must be wounded from the

way they come.’
‘Then, seeing the cowboys

said, with some impatience:

cory

Che boys will detain him, I fear, for they miust
know all that he can tell.
“No; he comes on, with only a sh: rt delay.”
Se ens inside the hall, he called out: |
“Marie! Belle! there is an old friend coming
across the prairie, so be ready to welcome him.

‘And he has.a pard with him, too,” added the cap-

Across the stream came Bill and his wounded com-
panion, up to the wrise.to the gate, which a peon threw
open for him, amd,.as he reached the rack where
horses were hitched, Captain Hass met him.

“Bill, J] am most glad to see you, for you have

given us the go-by for several':months.”

“And I am glad to get here, Captain Hass, for 1
have hoofed it since noon yesterday, coming from up
in the Blue Range country.” : :

“You look haggard and tired, but I'll soon freshen
you up—oh! your comrade appears to.be wounded?”

“He is, sir, and I brought him to you here, think-
ing you would care for him.”

“With all my heart.

“Come, my friend, you are welcome here, and 1
will soon bring you round all right.”

The captain ee Bills significant look as the
latter said:

“i. thought you would give him the little room off
your little cthice there, in the yard, and he will need
some one to take care of him, sir.”

“Old Lulu, my wife’
one in the world. —

“Come, we will go to the cabin at once.’ 2

Tenderly Bill took the wounded man from. his
saddie, and half-carried him to the little cabin of two
rooms, which stood apart from the main house, and
was known as the “office.”

Captain Hass, who was a skilled surgeon, at once

®

s old peon nurse, is the best

sent tor. Lulu, the peon nurse, and the stranger was

soon placed upon a bed and a dose of, medicine, ad-
mrster ed,

"he said,

“Twill look at your wound presently, sir,’

gallop toward him, he —

    

   

    
 

 

 

 

    
     

  
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ashe left him in the care of Lulu, who ucemed to
know just what to do.

But the sttanger vouchsafed no reply, and as the
captain and Bill left the cabin together, the latter
said: |
OW. hat do you think of him, sir?’

“Mad as a March hare.”

“Vou think so, sir?”

“Did you notice his eves?”

“Wes, captain; but might he
*possum?” aM

‘Not he; that man is mad.”

“Well, sir, so I feared, but IT yet wished to’ have
your opinion without having told you anything about
Dig, a

“The wound has made him so; Cody, and when |
look at it‘l can tel just what his chances are.

ree has fever coming on, Bedl the wound may be
a na:

not be playing

 olic ie not enter his head, sir, but glanced
on the skull, fracturing it.”

"Well, 1 shall soon know, for | gave him some-
thing to put him to sleep, and after - breakiast we will
see to him. :

“But who &

PIediG sir l

You.

yes sir

st hitn i

vine a deepens; bu.
to your room, and while youl
what you have to

come, I will show you
he up I will hear
o tell, if you care to have me know.”
“Oh, yes, sir, 1 wish you to know all, and I neet
your service and advice, for if that man was conscious
of wee I took him from I do not wonder that he is
“Vou interest me, Bi i: but here is your room, and
Iam a good listener.”
“With this hint the border king made known to
Captain Hass, in confidence, all that he had passed
Captain aiter the

VY Ol’ see, Pass, le said,

ranchero had listened attentively to all he had to tell,
“T volunteered up at the

fort to capture the Man-
Tiger. a
oh wagon-train was robbed some time ago by a

man ¢ answering his description, though | his fol owers

were Comanches.
‘Then the Santa Fe stage

 

e was held u up p by one in an

  

‘and its passengers robbed.

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.to show that we are

was buried?”

   

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“T went to his ranch, and found that he was absen
from it at the time of the two robberies, and so !
told Colonel Miles that I would see if I could not cap-
ture Tiger and prove the robberies upon him.”
“A bold undertaking to capture that man from all
I have heard of him, Bill; but have you given up?’
“No, sir; 1 will take ae yet.”

CHAPTER VII.
HE MUST ELVE.

Mrs. Hass, speaking English with an accent that
was very fascinating, sale the border king in a way
that showed how welcome He was.

Both her little hands clasped over his honest one,
and said:

“itis kind of you to come to us sometimes, senor,
not forgotten.”

e.Belle, her daughter, went up to the border king, -
and, grasping his hand, said, in her frank, sweet way:
“lam so glad to see you, Chiet Cody, and, knoWw-
ing how welcome you are; why do you’ come so
seldom?’
soldiers’ Ranch was noted for its bountiful table,
and, in spite of his fatigue, Bill enjoyed his breakfast
immensely. |

“And now to that poor fellow, captain.”

“Do you remember when you shot him?”

“Yes, sir. 1 think he rode a spotted horse, now If |
recall his dress, and | aimed at his head, though the
range was long

“Was he not
laws grouped around?’

“T think not, sir, for, being wounded in the to
and lying motionless, they supposed him to be dead
and threw him across a horse, to carry off to where

the canes one you saw the out-

they buried bim.”
“But why should such men take such pains to bury
their dead?”
Superstitios
are super stitious.
“IT believe you are righ

n alone, sir, for, being ¢riminals, they

ys

t; but when do you think he

“About dawn,

sir, and the men hastened away.’
“So he was how |

long in the graves
“Perh jape nOt Ong! |
All this time the captain was getting out the sur-

gical instruments he would need, sending for warrm

  

     
  
 

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“water, and preparing for what might have to be done
in the way of an operation,

4

Being ready, he went into the room, and the two
sat down by the patient.

Taking his pulse and temperature, the captain

then unbandaged the head, cut away the mass of
curling hair close to the scalp, so as to expose the
wound fully to view, and then began to probe to see
just what damage the bullet had done.

The border king watched him with the deepest at-
tention, for somehow he had become strangely inter-
ested in this unknown youth.

Taking away pieces of the bone, the captain
cleansed the wound thoroughly, and then said:

“T believe he will live, Bill; yes, he must not die,
for in him rests the solving of this mystery of the
branded hand.”

“AT! ! you think he a

“He will betray his companions to you,
significant response of Captain Hass, and it set the
border king to thinking.

All he had. done for the wounded prisoner had
been fromthe goodness of his heart.

He had not thought of the future, or what use the
man might be to ce

aoa rescued from such a fate as would have

een his but for the border king, the young man
ae regard the claim of his preserver upon: him

 

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above all other claims.
He would be willing, Bill thought, to tell all he
knew about the band, of which the brand in iis hand
showed that-he was a member.
Tiger had been considered a vanchero upon a
uall scale, wild and reckless to desperation when on
a spree, cS not one who had been guilty of any law-
less act beyond his shooting scrapes under the influ-
ence of drink.
Of him nothing was known other than his boast,

when he got maddened by liquor, that there was a

price on his head.

Those: who had taken him at his word, with one
oe had regretted it, and the reader knows
vat Buffalo Bill was the exception.
A

LG

iad suspected the man of being a fugitive from
istice, and knowing that one answering his descrip-
ha

 
 

tion a killed and robbed a paymaster and deserted.

irom the army, a man by the name of Tom. [resco,
he had jumped at the conclusion that he had his man

When he saw the “l. 1. U.S. A. 4m India ink on

was the .

sO many

the right wrist as he held his revolver above his head,
deiying the crowd.

Having started upon this trail, Buffalo Bull aan
to stick to it.

Whether the Tiger had the star and tiger brand
on his hand or not He had not observed.

That he had been most cleverly rescued from him
he did know, and he was sure that there must be an
organized band, of which he was chiei, to have SO

. well planned and executed the rescue.

The band, if such existed, was for a purpose cer-
tainly lawless, and to run them to earth the border
king made up his mind should be his work.

Holding the position of chief of scouts of the gov-
ernment, he had a dating, able lot of men to. call to
his aid if need be, and, after a long talk with Captain
Hass, he said:

“Now, my duty is plain, sir, for I shall 2 to. he:

fort, get an indefinite leave from the colonel, and
post my boys as to what I wish them to do.”

“They will be better than soldiers, Bill, in an affair
of this kind,” said Captain Hass. :

“Yes, so I think, sir, and I shall use them to the
best advantage; but now I shall go to the fort and
return by Tiger’s ranch, and’see if I can catch him

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a

hére
“Be careful, for if he has a band, as you suspect,
some of them he evidently keeps within call.”

Nes, sir, doubtless; but 1 shall go prepared

gainst treachery.

WE esis. Ol tiene) shall oe rn to Trails Cress

nd see if he has returned there. :
“And there, too, you must, be careful, for if he had
scuers at short notice, they will be there,

“Yes, sir, but f have a friend there in Monte Jose,
the gambler, of whom ! spoke, and there is a better
rails Cross, that held the lawless ones
in check, or I would never have been able to have
eotten away with my prisoner.”

“Weil, Cody, I have confidence in you, and you

know just what you are about. —
“It you need any aid that I or my men can give
vou, donot hesitate to ask it.”
-"1 thank you, sir; but now, please, tell me Js
what you think of this wounded man?”

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“When I break his fever I will know if his reason
has. come back to him or been destroy fed by the
shock.”

“If his reason is gone, oe aa a
“Well, I believe that I can, by a surgical opera-

tion, restore him to reason.”

“T sincerely hepe so.”

“The wound is not a fatal one, unless inflammation
follows.

“Fle is young, in’ good health, and has‘a strong
constitution, and may pull through to perfect restora-
tion, while, again, though physically restored, men-
ta o he may be a wreck.

ooo Lat present see his case; but he shall have
every attention, and old lulu seems devoted to him
in a wonderful degree, from some strange reason I
cannot understand; but she acts as though she knew
him.” -

‘This is strange, and it would be well sir, to keep
a watch on her and ra out.”

“Ves, I shall do so.’

“Especially when he is recovering, for he might
pretend to be worse that he really is, and some night
might give us the slip.”

“Tl see that he does not do that ; put you consider
him a prisoner, then ?”’

“Well, sir, I hardly know how to consider him.

“Yo all intents and purposes, he suffered death for
his crime, and was buried.

“Now I dug him out of the grave, and though |
believe I would set him free if he asked i still |
hope to discover trom him, as you suggested, some
clew to the lawless ‘band of which he surely is a
member.”

“Well, Bill, I'll $ee that he recovers, if recovery is
possible, and that he does not escape from us, so rest

_aSsured on that matter.”

“*T will, sir, and now I must Say good-by,? and
hali-an-hour after the border king departed from
Soldfers’ Ranch.

COP Wy ET.
TWe TIGER oS “DAD,
-. Buffalo Bill wended his w ay to take’ the a o oS
would lead him on to Fort D UL
ecles rode like one ever oti the. alert for ance’ from
instinct and a long habit of w atchtulness, rather

 

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than as though he was looking for a a
peril to bar his way.

Not a leaf rustied by the wind, the spring of a an
bit in the brush, or a squirrel in the trees but caught
his keen eyes, and his horse seemed to have the same
watchiulness about him, for his ears were constantly
pricked for some discovery.

Tie knew of a camping-place off the a a short
distance, some miles ahead, and so he io on his
way until he reached it.

A fire was soon burning in a cation, sheltered from
view, his horse had been watered and was feeding
upon the tender grass, and the cowboy chief soon
broiled a tender steak, brought with him from
Soldiers’ Ranch, and ate supper with the relish of a
soed appetite and perfect digestion.

Then he wrapped himself in his blankets, and went
to sleep like a man with a consciousness of having
wronged no man intentionally. ,

Bright and early he was on his way again, and,
coming to a cressing of the trails, he halted like one
in a quandary. | :

At last he mused aloud:

“He would hardly return so soon to Trails Cross,
and so must have gone to his ranch.

“Yes, I will go by and make a call, for he only has
a couple ef cowboys with him, I have heard.”

So the border king branched off on the trail that
led him toward the Kio Grande.

lt was late in the evening when he dismounted
upon a hill, and, creeping up to the top, looked over.

There, a mile away, rose a hill like a ¢ugar loaf,
yet connected with the range upon which he stood
with a low but ruge@ed ridge, that could not be
crossed by a horseman. me

“Ah! new I discover a secret of that ridge I aid
not know before,’ he said, as he turned his glass
toe ie a

Atel hough one cannot cross it, between those hills
and yonder sentinel-like mound, from there here is a
trail along it that can be followed.

“this gives Tiger a good chance : escape in the
rear if crowded in front.

“Well, he has a snug cabin here strong as a fort,
and mighty few cattle. . .

“{ guess I'll take the ridge trail to the cabin, if I
can find the end of it while daylight lasts.’

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would have failed who were less skillful prairie men,
ug was successful, just as night came on,

“We will see if yonder cabin is hospitable giokes
to give shelter to man and beast,’ he said, as he re-
turned to his horse. :

Bidding him follow him, the cowboy chief led the
way on foot, and entered upon the ridge trail lead-
ing to the sugar-loaflike hill a mile distant,

Tt was night now, and as he went along he heard
the loud baying of a dog.

“Ah! that won't do,

“1 must not let him know that I have found he
has a way of retreat.
~“Come, pard, we will go back and approa ich the
cabin by the regular trail. |

With the patience of an Indian, and taking every-:

thing that barred his way as a matter of course, he
retraced his steps to the hill, and, flanking it, wound
off toward the solitary cabin of Tiger, far from the

nearest settlement and so utterly alone.

"He approached the hill from the regular trail, and
again heard the loud barking of a dog.

As he drew nearer, another dog joined in.

“Big dogs from their bark.
' “Ah! a third chips in the chorus.

“Well, Tiger is determined to know when he has
visitors coming, be they friends or foes. :

“It is too dark for him to recognize me, au he is
here, so I'll ride up and be ready for him.

“Some one is at home, for ae is a lieht in 1 the

cabin.
“Tl bet ten to one it was not put there to welcome

me,” and he laughed,

Fle watched the cabin closely as he approached,
and beheld a flash of light, which showed that a
door had been quickly opened and closed,

“Ah! somebody came ae then and has position on

me; but I must go on now..

Te show that he was not making a quiet approach
upon the cabin, he called out to the dogs: ee

“Oh, stop your barking, dogs, for you have roused
everybody, if they are not deaf or dead.”

It was a disappointment to the border king to find
the place guarded by dogs, for had it not been he
could have Peonnc eed most thoroughly on foot.

As he drew nearer, although he was well aware
that some one was lur king i in the shadow, doubtless
covering ‘hina with a rifle, he called out:
“Ho, there! can a wayfarer get shelter and food?”

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womat, a ‘egress ‘and aman.

‘AVho are your’ asked a voice Nearer to him than
he had supposed him to be.
“A scout, pard, and used up by a hard ride.
“T saw your light and came hete.” .
“Are a“ alone ?”’ a.
“My horse and myself are all.”
‘WWhere are you from?” ae -
“The lower settlements, and bound nee rd to
the fort.” :
“Adi right; | guess ee can get shelter here.”
“Thank you, pard; but whose ranch is this?”
“Thomas Tracey's.” .
“Well, you are a bold ‘man to settle this far from
help in time of need.”
“Iam not Tom, Tracey, but. his herder.”
“Ah! and is the boss at-home?”
“No, but we are expecting him soon.’
“All right, pard; now show me where I can put

up my horse, for he’s the first to he cared for.”

The man, driving back the dogs, led the way. to.

the rear of the cabin, where there was a shelter of

logs, and some haystacks near.

‘“Vou'll find hay in plenty, and can put him in|

there, for our horses are down in the corral.”

Having seen to the comfort of his horse, Bill fol-
lowed the man into the cabin, and what he beheld
there took him completely by surprise. oe

As he approached the cabin he saw that it was of
logs, with an open space between, and two rooms on
either side, while in the rear was a small hut, evi-
dently used as a kitchen and eating-room.

The cabin was stoutly built, and looked as though
it might stand a siege of an enemy for days. 3

It was upon the top of the hill, with steep, rugged
ground on either side, but: sloping off gently toward
the rear, and in front was a broad trail, coming
straight up to a stockade wall that surrounded the
acre of land that comprised the summit.

The light he had seen came from the kitelion in
the rear, and he had not observed any sign of the
large ee being occupied until his guide threw open
the door, and said:

“Walk in, stranger, and feel at ene

‘Then it was that Bill Cody met with a surprise,
for there before him was a large room, with a rag- :
carpet upon the floor and considerable furniture.
: ie

Ther re were. an the room three persons

    

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chief, for she was scarcely over twenty, and very
pretty in face and form.

In her hands she held a’ ‘Spanish guitar, as though
she had just been playing upon it when interrupted
by the coming of the visitor.

As the scout beheld her he doffed ie aro
quickly and bowed, while he said:in a-courteous way:

“T did not expect to intrude upon a lady’s pr eis
when I’tame here, and I hope you will pardon, mae,’

The woman gave a slight start, but 1 rose aay,
and said:

“You are welcome, sir, and in the absence of my
husband, you will have to submit to « ey for I
ain Mrs. Tracey.”

Bil was almost overwhelmed by what she said.

This beautiful creature the wife of the Man-Tiger,
the wild ranchero, as he was called?

He could hardly believe he had heard aright, yet
he dared not exhibit surprise, it not ae oe
that he knew Tiger.

“T-thank you, miss
said.

“You bave not allowed me the pleast ure of know-
ing your name, sir?’

 

I beg Suedon, dat he

“My name is” s Cody, madam, and I am a scout at
Fort D

“Well, you are welcome, and Aunt Venus had a
called us to supper when the ks announced your
arrival,” : oe

“Aunt Venus’ awas the old negress, who acted as
cook. ae 1.
“Then, in the same easy way, She continued:
“You will find friends here in these two gentle-

 

“men, who care for my husband’s nee cowboys,
Doc Barney, and Si Dunn.”

The two cowboys greeted the stranger with a nod

‘at this introduction, and Mrs. Tracey led Bill out to

supper, es Aunt ‘Venus had gone to set another
plate.
The two cowboys followed, ‘and the border king
distinctively overheard one whisper to the other:
“It’s Buffalo Bull.”

| the visitor made himself very agreeable at tie
suipper, and asked Mrs. Tracey if she was not aira ae

to live so far away from ail helps
“On, ‘no: our house i is 2 stout, one, cand. ‘the Indians

would get only lead if they came, ‘for we are not 5

 

    

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“And do the Deas never make a dash upon
you here?”

“No, we are not troubled by them.

“The truth is, my husband has a taauoe that
keeps Mexican raiders and Comanches away.

“You may have heard of him, Mr. Cody?”

“Mr. Thomas Tracey I believe is his name?”

“Well, he is better known as the Tiger, or Man-
Tiger, of Texas.” ;

ah, yes, | have heard oi him,”
the berder king.

“Yes, he has a reputation that is pretty well known
as a very deadly foe and desperate character, and yet
I have ye found poor Tom as gentle as a woman
in his nature.

“I wish you could have seen him at Tesi Cross,”
thought Bill, but he simply bowed, and concluded it
was a case of “Beauty and the Beast.”

innocently said

The border king greatly enjoyed Aunt Venus’
good cooking, and after supper they adjourned to
the sitting-room again, off which was the sleeping-
room of the strange woman, as Bill regarded her, for
certainly it was a mystery to see this beautiful crea-.
ture dwelling there; and, more still, as the wife of a
man who was a very demen in his nature, and an

outlaw and desperado.

Will yeu sing something for me, please?” asked
the berder king

“T will sing yah pleasure for you, Mr. Cody, for
I often do so to amuse the boys here and Aunt
Venus.”

The “boys” were the two cowboys, with faces that
Bill was not at all drawn to, as be had ae de-
cided:

“iS Si Dunn and be Barney are not rascals, their
faces give their natures the lie,” he had said to him-
seit. :

Running her fingers lightly over the strings of the
guitar, she asked:

“What s style of music do you like, Mr. Cody? ”

“Any you care to sing.’

A number of songs she sung, and when at last
Buffalo Bill went across the open hall, to the room
Si Dunn led him to, he found himself . the
question over and over again: _

“Can that woman be wicked ?

Can her face hide a devil’ s heart?”

This room had the same air ef comfort which 1 was
to be found in the rest of this trontier house, show-

      
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ig the hand of a refined woman and good house-
keepet.

He supposed that the room next to him was that
of the cowboys, and, though he felt no fear of an
attack, of underhand work, with that woman in the
house, he looked well to the chances of defense and
escape,

He knew well his ates, for, after all, Tiger
might be about the cabin, perhaps in it, and if so a
plot against his life was sure to follew.

lf the desperado had not returned home, or sent

- word of the affair at a Cross, then he had noth-

ing to dread.

But he had been let into a secret which he had not
suspected, the presence of that beautiful woman in
the house of the desperate fanchero.

30 Bill lay down upon the cot, with his hatid con-
veniently near his revolver.

Hardly had he left the sitting-room, howéver,
when there was a change in the manner of be Ose
present.

The man who had shown him to his room re-
turned, and said:

“All right, captain.”

Then a wide plank in the ceiling was removed, a
rope-ladder fell to the floor, and a man descended
into the reem,. ee ,

A man of giant stature, long-haired and bearded;
dressed as a borderman, and armed thoroughly.

“Well, I nearly smothered in that rat-hole, wait-
ing for that fellow to go to bed,” he said, roughly.

Then, turning to Aunt Venus, who was present,
he continued:

“Bring my supper in here, Black Venus.”

“And why was it necessary for you to ¥i de from
one man, Tom?’ calmly asked the woman.

“Did he not tell you his name?” i

Pes iagys 1.

‘Tt is Buffalo Bill,”

“So I heard Si Dunn whisper to oe Barney, and

he heard it, too.”

YOu know new, then, Valerie, why I nid from
him ??’

“No, t cannet guess why.

“He is but one man, though I admit one who looks
every inch a man and who could be : a angers foe,
or good friend. .

“T liked his appearance.’

“Well, I don’t, and as ae only ten minutes

ahead of him I had no time to tell you what hap- y
pened at the settlements, = ee that man was_
the main mover in.

“When I tell you he is dled Known as the Border
King, Wild Rider and the Demon Scout, you may
understand why he is to be feared, Valerie,”

“Ah, yes, 1 know him under his border r name bet-—
ter than by his own name.

"So he is the border king, i is he?”

SS 39

“Well, he looks it; but Hee is your supper, and
when you have eaten it tell us all about your trip.”

The man laughed bitterly, but ate his supper, and
then turned to his wife, and said: :

Ui Weyer came fo eas death before in my life as I
did at Trails Cross

“T have feared trouble for you at your every visit
there, Tom.”

“Still have to co; but I cannot ae my love for
| drinkit maddens me, and for, once I met my
match,’

“Ah! can that be true?”

“iL was ete in fact.”
of man?’
Lert thi room half-an- hour ago.’
: o sh
ees
“I am interested, so tell me all about ity) and the.
woman showed a strange interest to know what had
happened, while Si Dunn asked:

Bill was t6G

“Does yer mean, cap ‘n, that Buffalo

wmany for you?) .

“1 cant beleve ai, ’ Doc Barney said.

“Maybe yer wasn’t feelin’ jist well, honey,” Black
Venus said, in a growling tone. :

“I was never feelings better in my life, for I was

» drunk.

“T had just won considerable money, and I threw
out a defiance | am given to when liquor makes a
fool of me.

“But before, when Vhave ae so, it was the man
who took it up that led ‘the funeral procession, while

this time I very nearly did a0.

te 68.

But you were not wounded, Tom! eo
UNo, Valerie’ |
oPray relieve my suspense,”
patiently. c
“Well, I had my revolver. thised, ready to. drop ‘on .

’ the woman said, im-

the man I saw ace to draw, when all ofa sudden :

 
 

  

that Hasso demon dropped his lariat over my arm,
and I was dragged to the floor and ironed in an in
_stant—before I understood what had happened.’ co

“This is, remarkable, Tom.”

“It is true, and my pards chipped itt to help me
out, but it was no use, for he bettered Deadly Dick
and put a bullet into Dan’s wrist, and took me off a
prisoner, for Monte Jose and others backed him up,
and our few dared not be too brash.

“They would have rescued me that night had it

not been for Monte Jose; but they tried it on the next

day on the trail, and here | am.”
“But how, Tom?”

“Well, they played Comanche, headed us off an a

showed up in three bands, ahead and in our rear. .

“Cody took my irons off, and said we would dash
‘through, while, if it ee to a hot fight, he would
give ie my weapons.’ |

“That was manly 1 him.”

‘Bah! don't say anything iy his favor, Va
‘I hate him worse than I doa
ning row.”

“What do you mean?”

vl am tellne you how I escaped.”

“Ves, and.| am anxious to know.”

“We made a dash through, the scout ae
tifie, and doing it well, too, when
back to the party behind. :

“When he saw me, he stopped—close pressed as he

snake, but if is my in-

his
l turned and ran

was=—and sent a shot at me that
“Then he got through, but, had my men ha
ae could never have run the garitiet he did.
“We put for ‘the hills, planted our
men disbanded after leaving the
by slow trips, and here I fi fii nd the border kk ing on my
a coming in not ten minutes behiad me.
“No ow, do you ye e he is alone, that is
tion?” ae

killed my horse

dead, and the
e tance, | coming here

the ques-

po OPAPP TR Fo)
A PLOT.
Incresponse to the question of the

‘Tiger i the
scout were alone, S1 Dunn responded: ere

 

“He surely is, cap'n, for them dogs never barked |

When ycu coine, as they know d yer, and W vhen,
just gore sce at t of a stranger. afar off, i
let us: “fniow. © oe) :

 

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

e erie, for.

he wi

ae fle:

  

21

 
 
   

“Then he came to thet house, seein’ ther light, and.
they ery ag in. | Oa

“Now, ¢f he hed any pards with him, then they
would let us know.”

“That looks reasonable, Si.” te

“Did you not say he was alone, aiter you ef t him,

Tom.

Ves. ae 2

“Well, he has just come. By here to see if you had
returned, 7. ine you good timé to reach home, and.

+

wishing to see where and how you lived.

“But has he not trailéd me, for he ts the best trailer
in the West?”
it may be.
“And he knows | am here.”
' Pérhaps he does.
"Then he has come here to attempt my capture?”
Lae ould look so, Tom.”

o6rs 4
inen ti

39

qat settles it with him,’
a

ee TN reese cb as PE AeA ee?
What do you mean:

“lL piean tO Will Bim. that is all,

CONT 4)
N ©.

tilat Man isin governmént service,
and if he disappears, mind you, 1 say disappears,

fore. LO),
then.
quarrel with you found out,
and you will no longer be able to live in your home,

li be fockeéed up, his

and just wien afieirs seem brightening in our life.”

5

spall Lak tui, Viaiewe!

Oa. l the fnista ces OF your nis, Lom, this will be
the fees One.

Ohi TP shall let it be thought the Des
killed him.” .

a cannot deceive the mien who will be set to.
find out what h is fate has been.”

ae i do net kill him, he wi ue all ane?

“No, why should he now?’

ce

Pre hasan idea that. |
Il mean, i
The

am—well, you know who.

 

at the words, and aa

CER : ee ea
Pres prepared now foi that purpose.’
Het fh nk not.

Cor 1

Then w hy is he here?”

The womam was silt ut, and’ again the te er said:
ey No one KNOW: s he has come here nat ae is alone,

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yes flashing, while she said, in a voice that was full
Oi meaning:

“Dare to play that game and I will befriend him
nyselt.

“No, if you are afraid to
to face, yeu- shall not ass
ence!

The ranchero was silent.

He did not show the tiger in his nature then, aud
the two cowboys seemed to stand in awe also of the
featless woman who had been so suddenly arouse
to resentment.

"Weil, Valerie. i you decide against me, I must
yield,” tamely said Tiger, and his bearing carried out
the assertion of the woman to Buffalo Bill that ne
ranchero “was as gentle as a woman toward her.’

cent

Now, you are acting as you should, Tom, for the
border king is not a man to be killed from an am-’

\¥

eet a man squarely, face
Sinate hin in my pres-

bush, for then the government would avenge him,

mark my werds.

“Ti you think he has comrades with him, let Si and
Doe make ‘a complete circuit of the place, each car-
tying a dog with him, and returning before dawn.

“Alter breakiast, he will go.on his way, mark my
words, a there will be mo: reason <0 dread hi heel
nore,” : :

The ranchero gave a quick elance at the two cOoWw-
boys, and replied::

ihen you two can make a scout) around the

ranch, and see if there is anything suspicious about.
“Twill go and see oe off, and then return to rest,
or | am worn out.’
He went out with the two men, and, once away
irom the house, he said:

“That man must die!”

“Yes, cap in,’ was the reply of each,

“But not here.”

UNO, capi:

“I will leave the house before dawn) and will take
position at Red Rocls, for] he must go that way.”

UIAe Ss sute 10,7) said:S

You, in case he a go by the Cave Tra il,

Strike for there as soon as he leaves the ranch; but .

he must see you here when he leaves.”
PWes. cap hi
“Tf he passes Red ao in safety, the
out for him at the cave.’ a
PAE bevthere, Capa, said Si.

ee
you look

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

in an in$tant the weman was upon her feet, her.

  
  

“Me, too, cap'n,’ Dioc answered.

“Te must never pass those two points.

No, indeed. ao

“But what shall we tell ther madam, cap n?”

“That the cattle have strayed, and you are going ©
etter them.

“AL right, capin, well eit thar. ;
_ And back into the cabin went Tiger, while the two
cowboys each took a dog with him, and on foot made
a scout around the ranch, to meet at the ridge near
where it joined the range, and to come in together
before dawn and arouse the ranchero, so that he
could depart, unless the presence of comr ae of But-
falo Bill being about was discovered.

“T will leave the place just before dawn, Valerie,”
aid Viger,
[But wie

1, wish to be away when Buffalo Bill gets up

99

Ww

You can keep m your room there, and he would
not know it.” ca

“True, if he made no search; but T believe firmly
that he has Comrades near, for brave as he is, he
would not dare come here alone.”

“Well, where will you go?”

“To one of my ‘retreats, and one of the hoys.can
ind tell me if he starts away all right.

Ww

Q
©
es
ret
1)
(a)
o>

best, Tom: but I cannot under-
id why you should fear Hak one man as you do,
when you have hed wont too oiten to terrorize a
rer count odds,” as
fay that I told you he charged
me with being Tem tr ‘esco, and he saw this brand
upon oS wr. ist
‘li lam taken, I hang, for there will no mercy be
shown ea man whom they arrest as Tom Fresco.”
The woman was silent'a moment, and then said, in
a low tone: :
“I can understand your dread now, Tom.
“You must deed keep clear of Buffalo Bill.”
William Cody sleptewell in spite of his surround=
woke found the sun was up. --
He made-his toilet, and, stepping out upon the
piazza that surrounded the cabin on all sides, found
Mis. Tracey seated in an easy-chair and reading.
oS must be oe as Mr. ey is so much
away from home,” said Bill. heart :
HOt no, you are in error; for he is seldom away
from nome, and left only ten days ago for a tun to the

 

  
 

 

 

 

  

settlements, where I never care to have him go, for
_he has many enemies and is sure to make more; but
these people do not know him as he is in his home
life, and judge him by what he is when under the in-
fluence of liquor, for, I am sorry to say, ne at go

upon his periodical sprees.”

Buffalo Bill was silent.
stood the man?t ~~ , :

_ Was he really the one he had charged him with be-
ing? .

Or was he unknown in his real life to his beautiful
wife? =
His home was a pleasant one, when he had been
led to believe it to be a mere hovel.

He found there a beautiful woman of refined taste
and hospitality, where he had not deeméd such a
thing possible.

Two obtrusive, though villainous-looking, cowboys
alone seemed to have charge of the cattle, and an old
negress presided over the kitchen.

There were hali-a-dozen savage-looking dogs ous ing

about, but they showed no flerceness toward him, as
their mistress accepted him as a guest.

The scout confessed to himself that he was puz-
zled.

Secing the two cowboys comi
Mrs. Tracey said:

“Your herse has been well cared for, Mr.
and now we will go in to breakfast.

“But, ui you are in no hurry to be on your way,
pray remain as lone as it suits your pleasure.”

‘This did not look like an anxiety to get rid of him,
but he was not one who took all by appearances.

Aiter b reaktast, Si
as he said he
have. departe Aaah

well, but Mrs
her hanc k, ae :

“Lam glad to have known you, 4

Could he have misunder-

1

ne ftom the corral,

Cody,

brought his horse to the door,
and the border king would
thanks and a formal tare-

nust-go,
many
cae ey stepped forward and offered
she said:

Ar. Cady, and you

must always stop when you come near us, for | wish
you to meet my Le and be friends with him.”

th ores something—
and then had

Cody telt hi
he did not remember afterward what
to take Sis extended hand.

Vlauck ter-yer. pard,” sa

veave other same, parc,’
he came forward.
osAnd, springing
about to-ride away, when-ihe w

stace flush and 1

 

id Si, plea santly.

Doc Barney. added, as

lightly into the saddle; he was

man called out:

 

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

he would
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23

“May I ask if you know a man in government
service, Mr. Cody, who is known as the border
king oo

“1 am called the border king, Mrs. Tracey.”

“Then you are Buffalo Bill?”

"Yes: madany.

“How glad [ am to know you, sir.

“We will see you again, Mr. Cody?”

“Yes, madam, thank you,” and, raising his som-
brero, he rode away.

“Well! so that is the home of the Man- Tiger, is
se

“And that is his wife?

“lf Thad not seen what I did, and know just what
that Tiger is, | would never have believed it.

“Now, he is deceiving that pretty wife of his, I] am
Sure.
it will be to him when he

“But what a surpri se

comes home an o Anis T have paid him a visit.
iL avonder a c1e would wish to see me again if she
knew now I had roped her husband in?

Star of Vexes! but Lohave hall a

mind to lie in wait for Tiger and never let him reach

his home.

“No, he may not return for weeks, and I must get

the trail to break up the band

hand, for i liger is not
trai!

nioy tne Lone

the scouts ay for

ot outlaws of the bran

their

cue : aim away the
y ‘y 7% Zh
i L

POM]

4

ne fort, and he rode on at a swilter
vood rest.
caution of the scott chiet had saved his

when, but for it, he would

pce, his horse naving had a ;
life ol; many an occasion,
atten (ite a dra,
was self-protection, and where
if it came to the

where he would

lt was not fear, it
ha

ave sought big
1OL take

scratch. ne did

have to contend see an assassin.
So, as he rode along, Buffalo Bill grew suspicious.

c
ile a not seen : ranchero at his home, there

reason to aie

Yet
turned at once!
he had seen him go there,
D art, natural
than that liger would hee in wait for him, for, know-
ie could readily head him

li he was on the watch,

and would see him det and what more

8)

if
1
4

mg-the country as he did,

off somewhere on his trail.

*

The border king knew that part of the country,

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24 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

Two-years before he had been ambushed at ce
Rock, ffteen miles from the Mission oe anch, by s
Comanches.

Three of a8 co whboys had been killed, and himself
and several others wounded.

He would pass the Red Reck Spring, he knew, by
following the trail to the fort, so he grew more and
more cautious. .

“Now | think of it, that was a ni iel ht attack, and I
wonder if they were really Comanches or white
men?’ mused Bill.

“J am inclined to think that they were outlaws dis-

guised as Indians.

"Well, Pll take a look at Red Rock before I ride
by it, for it is a place where many a poor fellow has
lost his life.”

So, as he drew near the locality,
turned off the trail, and soon found a
his horse.

Then he went on foot, rifle in hand, bya flank
movement te approach “he spring.

Reaching a point of es u peeped ovei
into the va alley, where the spring v ras located.

Putting his glasses to his eyes, he ee ered a whistle
His moment he Co thi ough them.

the border kin
hiding-place for

‘Well, holy smoke!’ he said, in a way of exclama-
tion.
oer

“here he is, as large as lite, and twice as natural,
just waiting for me to come aleng so that he can add
to my weight severa! ounces of lead. :

“Now he knew I was - his house and must take
the trail:

“Ewonder if his wife and the cowboys, yes and the
Black Venus and the dogs were in the secret

“Well, now to get the ‘drop on the Liger, for i
Come to it)

Across the open stretch he went, his rifle in hand,
and gained the shelter of the rock, ee

Up this he cree and ‘then rested to collect fis
streneth and nerve, for his trip had | been a. lar do one,
part of the time upon his knee

Feeling sure of himself, he oS over the rock.

There was the Man-Tig iger not twenty-five feet
from him. a

The Tiger was nerved to the work before him.

ile would kill the cowboy chicf, and that would
end the feud between them. cae

Keeping his eyes on the hill over which the trail
wound, he said, as the time passed:

“Curse him! why don’t he come?”

“lam here, Piver,” was the unex
in the rear.

A. yell broke from the lips of Tiger as he eed
his hand upon his rifie to turn upon his foe, ce quick
as a shot, the lariat of the scout was thrown, en-
circled his body, and he was dragged to the pioaid
Le as his captor, with a mighty leap, reached | his

ode.

{s

pected answer

 

  

‘Tye got you a ae i ae

Po Lne Donde king!” asped the prisoner, his arms
held tight to his Side - the lasso coil, and lying
upon his side, as he had been dragged with the terrific |

Cri
As ue scout spoke, he was winding his lariat
closer until he could disarm his prisoner. pes
‘This ‘ one, he slipped upon his wrists the handcuffs
which he took from a pocket, and which Tiger had.
before made the acquaintance ‘of.
Then he allowed his S prisoner to rise, and said:
“Now, come with me, and show me where your
horse is.’

9

‘‘T am on foot.

“Well, you shall walk while I ride; and I will, keep
a lively pace.”

“My horse 1s yonder in the mesquite thicket,” was
the reply, as fee did not like walking. —

ol right, ae aiiele Bill went in the direction
poken of, an the re was the horse, hitched to a tree
and muzzled.

“Now mount
Che prisoner ieee '
The feet of Tiger were not bound, but. once in his
saddle, the scout made his handcuffed wrists fast to
the fas “ge Sac dle horn.

ok the stake rope and led the  harse to

ee o had leit his own animal. —
“Where are you, going? ©
O Set my horse.” =
ae land tie ee seemed es
You must be very cautious to watch ali the places
188 Where a. man eon Deane neheds sneered

ta

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; well that I flanked the Red Rock,
My

 

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2.

Ah, yes--some ot the kind who rescued you from
to them, and,.
t keep a guard

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Thev did not reseue me. for I rat
ARDC Vie CCS EONS 12 SPS ee Oy Tali
ratan nes +1
pretending to join them, they did
; n

me after a da 4y or so, and | ae

i £e u
BN i p 4c 1h 33
“Tiger, does death turn an Indian white?
CONTA 1 5 ZU Ja ;
Vhat do you mean:

pe
ed
6

“Does a Comanche become a paleface after.he
passed in his checks? _ oe

“The other night you spoke in border dialect, ap-
pearing like an uneducated man, and now you have
forgotte: nto ae s you did then, so 1 am more than
ever convin od lat you are Tom Tresco.’””

“Tam not Tresco, though he was my friend.

oh ee a Ge py one and, though I am desperate

undet the influence o liquor, | am not.a bad man at
Beatin 24 | Cs

“I wall’ say more, that there is a very strong re-
semblance between the man Tresco and myself, and

   

 

  
 

  

if I am taken to the fort, I will be strung up as the
man you accuse ime of being. c

You will, indeed.”

“Now, you are not a rich man, Cody.”

“No, Iam inconveniently poor, Tiger.”

“Well, Ull give you in gold five (ove ad dollars,
if you will drop this idea “that Iam Tresco, and let
mie 20 Ire. 7

-Vourcould not bribe me. to ae that which I
deemed wrong for any sum you might nan act was
the stern rejoinder. j

“Then my life be upon your head, if I am hanged.”

“So be it, jor my life came devilish near being on
your head just now.

“No, Fve got you a
to you.”

“You will find the Cave Frail eee said the Tiger,
with a sigh, as he saw that Buffalo Bill could not be
bribed.

“For you, yes,’ was the smiling rejoinder, and the
‘scout took the trail to the fort, and, without further
adventure, reached there and turned his prisoner
over to Colonel Miles.

Then the colonel and the scout had a long talk,
iter which Buffalo Bill gave orders that his Men

aan Bue

again, cp get, and shall hold on

isskin ee follow him at ogce on the trail
to Sota jers’ Ranch, whither he went without rest as
soon as he Lee red his bridle and saddle to a

ire esh horse.
it t was after dawn when he again rode up to the ex-
surgeon's home, and Captain Hass met him as he
Dace and said: ae
oN Your man is all
‘operation that restored him to reason.
“tHe knows what he owes a you, and is aware that
Old Lulu has recognized him,
in his family.
“ne tact is iis mother
ative Of mitie——and his father
“The boy owas k
9 to a iawless ile by
i obe what he is.

was an American—a rel-
a Mexican officer.

his outlaw captors, and aS

» le wishes to be bélieved to be dead, but he will

evide you to the retreat of the Man- pee gic Says,

and your escaped prisoner is Tom Tresco and the
i ry) j

outlaw chief.
SG ‘00 odtand | have
you shall hear all
to be os oo
oy re ctreat

ort, doctor, and

Ce lan- ‘lige ery’

fo.
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Sy
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CHAPTER xX,
CONCLUSION.

falo Billo talk x

the youth whom he had saved

thougl h ansious not roo MOTE ve

eas a roid
an on the

Fer an hour did Bu
Benidel,

grave, and,

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

the captain went by the

men. Bul, tor | performed an

for she was a servant

me : to Soldiers’ ce where
idnaped witen verv voung, brought

"how my ‘Sco! “its are.

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25

weakened condition, he got all the information
necessary from the boy to make his raid upon the
Man-Tigers’ retreat.

Buffalo Bill further learned that Valerie, the ae
of the chief ef the Man-Tigers, had met the man in
Galveston, become infatuated wat him, and followed
him to his border home; but he, the boy, knew that
her eyes were at last open to just what he was, and
she intended, with him, Harold Benidel, to escape
from the life they led and go to Mexico, for the
woman had a fortune in jewels. :

It was just nightfall when Buffalo Bill and his
scouts rode away from Soldiers’ Ranch, Captain
Hass and twenty of his cowboys accompanying
them, and, going by the trails the boy had directed,

the retreat of the Man-Tigers was reached, and the

attack made at dawn.

The result was the complete destruction of the
band of Man-Tigers, and among those slain were
found the two cowboys of the chief’s cabin, who had
been on the search for their outlaw leader.

With their booty and the few prisoners taken, the
cowboys returned to the fort, while Buffalo Bill and
Man-Tiger cabin.

It was open and deserted, save for the dogs; but a
note addressed to her husband read:

You will find me gone, for now I know you in’ all your
wickedness.

You told me the boy, Hareld Benidel, whom I intended to take
with me and return to his people, had been killed by Buffalo Bill,
so | go with Black Venus alone, and you need never expect to
see me again. In fact, 1 believe the great scout, Cody, will yet
eapture you and hang you. Good-by. Your unhappy wife,

VALERIE. |

falo’ Bill; and he went on
the wounded youth was
told all, the scout then saying:
pard, f wil!

“So that ends,’ said B

say good-by, for you
our home in: Mexico,’

CONT SNe te i
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and, two hours after, the Man-
men paid the penalty of their

the gambler, going from Trails

ereeted with cheers,
Tiger chief and hus
crimes, Mente Jose,

Cress to see the execution.

Rien END.
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A Bear Story.
(By Maylon EH. Bush, Mich.)

When I lived in the woods in the Red Lake region in the
northern part of Minnesota, I made the acquaintance of a boy
My mother had gone visiting

I went up to Nddie’s one day, and his father had just killed
alarge bear. This made Hd and I crazy to. go hunting, so we

sarranged to tell our fathers that we were going hunting squir-
_rels, as Mrs. Button had gone with my mother.

My father had a fine rifle, and so did Mt. Button. The next:
‘day I started for Nd’s house’ He got his gun, and we started
for Diamond Point, a kind of cape in the lake that was full of
ut two o’clock and roasted
Some sqtiivrels that we had shot. Then we begaa to beat the
-prush. We had not gone more than a quatter of a mile when

we heard a crash, and. we both jumped upon the trunk of a
alien tree.

Tn about a-second a deer came running past, and
-we both fired. The deer fell, but got up again and ran away.
Our rifles were repeaters. We were tired, so we sat on the

tree about ten minutes when we heard a kind of a snarl or

-growl, and a latee black bear came We
‘both were scared, so Ed said: a
“Vou stay here while I go around behind the bear.” 4

‘““Go along, then,” I said, and he started.

He got down and tried to sneak around, but the bear saw
him and started after him,and I fired at the bear and hit him
inthe hip. This turned him on me, and I shot at him again,
-butatrandom. I dropped my rifle and‘unsheathed my hunt-
‘inp knife. ;
I stubbed my toe and fell, and the bear was on me in no
time, :

lumbering along.

I was scared and began to shout. Eid came up and buried his”

hanting knife in the beat’s back. The bearleft meand went
after him. a SMA
broken my wrist—but up I got and fired at him and hit him in

the hip or hip bone and broke his hind leg, but on he went on

cLnTee. sites 8
1d began to call for help, and I picked iu y knife and
Ha began t 1} for help, and I picked up my knife and
a j ae ; See gC
‘away I went. The bear could not go fast, so soon caught up
swith himyand buried my knifein his back nearv-ikVse Down
fie w

  

My left hand was now useless, for the bear had’

 

nt and I on top of him, but he got hold of my foot, as I
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as getins up, and as it was moccasined he bit my foot prétiy
ard. :

I grabbed a piece of knotty wood and began to hit his nese
with it. He soon let go and when I got up I could not see Hd
anywhere. I went back, got our rifles, came back to the bear
and finished him, I was-too lame to walk back home so I
skinned the bear, made a fre, roasted some bear meat and

“stayed all night, Next day father and Mr. Bution came out

aiter me. : i
iid was always afraid to lookin my face again, He said hs
knew he was a coward. ens :

 

An Exciting Time.
(By Ray G. Towse, Pa.)

I will relate a little adyeniure that I had last summer.

A party consisting of four boys; including myseli, decided to
eamp on Chartiers Creek. '

The first three day passed along without much sport, but on
the fourth day we were about to eat our meal when two
tramps camie.futo our camo. We only had air rifles with us.
“We have come a long ways to dine with you,’ said one of the
tramps, bub we were too frightened to make any reply.

Meanwhile one of our boys had slipped away for help, and
as the tramps were about to take possession of our camp he
artived with afarmer and two of his hired men, who drove
the tramos away: hi

Ii was very exciting while it lasted. Afterward when we
went camping we had our fathers with us.

An Adventure with a Panther.
_ (By Russel CHfiord, Le Gear, Mich.)

One bright. moonlight nicht 1 was called to arise quickly
and go fora doctor a distance of some twenty miles, as my

mother was taken suddenly wl.

I hurriediy went to the stable and saddled one of the finest
horses in the barn, a fine black mustang. My way led through

a dense forest which was often frequented by wild animals, but

   
  

       

  
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my horse being fleet of foot, I felt corep rarely safe. As we

neared the middle of the forest my horse appeared restless.

Suddenly the noble animal stopped, backed, reared on his
-haunches, then dashed madly forward.

And when I could tein him sufficiently to find the cause of
alarm I could hear at the distance of some hundred paces the
angry cries of a panther, It is enough to say I did not return
home that night.

Shipwrecked,
(By Wm. Steele; Mich, ) :

When I was nineteen years old I shipped on a sailing vessel
from Mobile to Bristol, England.

On the night of the ead. of January, 1900, we were off the
coast of Engiand, and about 250 miles of shore. A northeast
gale struck us, and carried ever y piece of sail and the masts off

the ship and came very near swamping us.

The next morning wé tried to get the only remaining boat
over the side to. get into it when ‘a big wave hit the veasei and
knoeked the boat and me overboard.
ute had come, but <

again,
We drift ed for three days and four nights, expecting any

“minute to go to the bottom, but a Getman steamer called the -

Barcelona picked us up and brought us to New York.

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wy Wouldn't Like “ be 2 a Soldier.”
(By Archie Brazingion, Mina, )

Last Christmas I and two other friends went ott hunting.
One of the boys had a .g2e-caliber rifle and the other had a .32-
caliber, The latter had a defect about if so that when you
would go to cock it sometimes it w ould § stay and sometimes it
wy ouldn't, a

One of the other boy ys had just pneu WwW ith its owner for
a few moments and had shot ata squirrel.

He had taken the empty shell oui and was
carttidge.
away from him.
hammer slipped: and the gun went off. It struck the poy about
half way between the ankle : andthe knee.

The other boys carried bim a ways, then get.a neighbor to
take hima home. ‘he doctors took out several pieces of bone.
Then first thing he said when he awoke was: | :

“TF wouldn't want to be a soldier,”

The bullet was a .99- -enliber. shot. The boy isn’t able to-walk
without es now. ee ee ee

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urns, New York, i

An Adventure in a Duc!
(By John 3

Oa. April a6, 1gor,a number of friends and myself decided
to go ever to otr village park across the river in a.boat and

play baseball. There were about eight other boys besides the

ones that w ere left on shere, and as we were’ as anxious to go.

overt there as the rest we decided to 20) t00. 3...
There was only one boat to go in and as that would only
hold eight the ¢ ‘est of us hunted around until we found a duck
boat, which is about two inches above water line. The rest of
thent got: to the other side all sate and sound, but, alas! We
that went in the duck boat were doomed to a good wetting.

“As the boat leaked the water came in through the leaks. ,
rapidly. When about in the middle of the creek our we eight ©
We all went down, bat:
_only.two ofus could swim. As my clothing was the heaviest of as

and that’of the water sank the boat.

any, 1, of course, went to the bottom like a stone. .
: “One of the boys dove down and got hold of my ‘vollar and

{hold of it until a boat came from the shore and rescued
[got the nearest drowned of any of them I of course:

WAS: ‘to the most. After we had got on land the basebal
cacal ihae Hedpnca and we went home, a badly, frightene
crow

I thought my last min- —
as. luck would have it, one of the ere wo
threw a rope over and Teaught it, and was drawn on board :

pultiog in a new |
The other boy was sitting about six or eight feet
Well, he got it in ‘all right, but att then the,

_ him 1 was going ott to sec if I could

“happened to

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Holding Up the Tramp.
(By Laurence Willey, N. H. )

I will tell my readers of my adventure with a tramp.
One day I was going to a smali town a few miles from the

, eity.. There was a man a few steps in front of me going in the

same direction.

He stopped and waited +ill I caught up with him. I was
taken by surprise for in a minute he grabbed me. -

Just then I heard a whistle from an approaching train. I
had been walking down the track. He made for the woods
just as the train went by. Then he turned my pockets inside
out.

He got a revolver that I had and seventy-five cents, and
then let me go. I followed him, then grabbed his coat ‘tails |
and pulled him down to the gr ound, and got what belonged

“to Me.

I eovered him and told ae to ge,
I have never seen him and never want to any more,

An Exciting Experience.
(By Curtis Seward, Pa. )

lam now twelve years of. age, and when I was about. seven

“years of age theke was aman in our town that had a ring in

his nose and everybody was afraid of him. Women and chil-
‘dren scarcely ever ventured out after dark,

One day while I was playing with my playmates I happened
to look around and seeing this man with the ring in his nose.
coming down toward us, I ran to my mother and eried for
her to open the gate , but she did not hear myecry, So I ran
and hid behind a tree. After a while I came out from behind
the tree and he was still on the street. I was stire to watch
him until he was out of my reach. Ae,

The man disappeared ina very short time, and then I ran
home. My mother toid me if that man ever got hold of me he
would eat me alive. I never had such an experience since and
when I think of it it makes me shiver.

My First Deer: es
(By Alva Tewers, Me. ‘ es
On the sth day of January a chum of mine, Andy Arnold,

and myself were hunting on the Upper Peninsula of Michi-

gan, about twenty miles due north of a small town named
Gladstone.

We had been there then about ten days, and Andy, who was

a tian about forty-five years old, and had fought Yndia sg anc
all ‘kinds of-heasts on’ the p} ais, andin the mountains of ae
great Northwest, had killed two deer, a bear and about two
dozen turkeys w me TL had only about seven turkeys to my

ma) eredity

Thad had ee preity shots, but I aways was afflicted with

‘a violent attack -of Huck ague at the mom ent, and I had missed

with a great deal of regularity. Of course I felt a little blue
to think my partner could get close enough to a deer to dill
them with a Spencer repeater, while i could not kill them
with ie impr oved Savage rifle that i was carrying. But to go
back to my story. On the morning of the sth Twa trolling
around our camp, and about 150 yards from ‘the sha vek T

a fre sh deer tr ack a, ae

kill him without iting ee iknow lashes. utit,”
knew if he was alone who would kill the deer, and
to kill it myself, so Twent back to the shack where Andy was
sewing up a tent in his hunting shirt, got my rifle and told
get atdtkers: ;
I also ‘took the ‘pains to put some ‘canned | bisei
chunk ofvenison in wy pocket when he wasn t looking and
was teadyto start. > ae
' Fle tetd nie not to get lost and Isaid T we eae aad away I
went, J followed that track amtil about 2 pom, and then as I
90% ahead I saw my deer rise up from a little
bunchotbrish andshakechimself and begin to look around.

» He was only about.one hundred yards away, and I threw: my
“ rifle to my shoulder, took quick aim ne fired. :

 
 

  

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When the gun ctacked he bottnded away into the brush and

I thought I had missed him, I took his track again, and about

twenty yards from where I fired at him I found him stone

_ dead with a bullet through his heart, I quickly dressed him
and swung him up oh a limb out of reach of bear or wolves.

And then it came over me all of a sudden that I was lost. I.

started i go as straight as possible, bit found myself walking
ina circle, oa

_ At length at nightfall I sank down, tired out. I was awak-
ened late that night by Andy, who had followed my trail.

 

A Close Call.
ng (By Grover C. Parker, Texas.)
One beautiful morning of about two years ago a lot of us
_ boys concluded we would stay ot of school and go hunting
and fishing, Well, about 9:30 a. m. we met ata railroad bridge
about a mile from town and started for a pond seven or eight
milesaway. We were about two hours making the distance.

When we reached the pend we fotind plenty of duck and a

great many fish. First we shot a few ducks and then took one

of the ducks to bait our hooks to fish with. We caught a few

fish and sat down to eat our dinner. When we had about fin-
ished eating we heard a freight train whistle.

_ One of the boys said, ‘‘Let’s vide that train home,” and all

said, All right,” for we were tited out walking.

The train stopped to get water ab the pond and we climbed
up on the cars fora tide. It had gone aboit a mile when we
concliced it was going too fast, and wotldn’t stop at town.
So we all jumped off. Some of the boys hurt their feet when
they jumped off. But Teame within an inch of getting run
over. , é :

That broke me from riding trains.

A Noble Creature.
a (By E. J. Nieman, Iit.) :
Early in June my cousin and I went ona hunting trip. I
was visiting my uncle in Iowa at the time. -

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nearariver. It was near the Iowa River. We took a large

dog with us. He was a Newfotindland. Late the third evening |

when we had gone to sleep we heard the dog barking

furiously. We jumped tip and ran outside the tent. When the —

dog saw us he barked louder than ever. At last he started on
a run for a cliimp of bushes that grew near.
Presently two green eyés flashed in the darkness and a large

gray wolf landed from the bushes and made for the dog. A.

fierce contest ensued. We were afraid to fire at the wolf for
feat of hitting the dog. At last the dog got a grip at the wolf's
neck, and he soon dispatched it, But he had a deep wound at
his neek which bled freely. :
His eyes grew weaker, At last he turned over his head and
died. We felt very badly for the loss of the faithful creature,

In the morning we butied him where he met his death fight.

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An Adventure with a Wildcat. =>
(By William Gander, N. Y.)

It was abeut nine o’clock in the evening on a warm summer’s
night. My friend, John Harris, and I wete going through a
valley over in the back of the Fishkill Mountains. This val-
ley is called Hell Heilow, becanse of its wild animals. ne

Suddenly we were startled by a neise, We turned our heads.

We saw that a wildeat was almest upon us, and we started to’

run,

The wildeat saw this. He gave one spring and landed upon
my back. He tore my coat clean from my back. He would
have killed me had it not been for my itiend John. Luckily,
he had a tevolvet with him. He shot at the wildcat. He shot
the second time, and killed it that time, but the bullet struck
my atm and I carry the sear to this day.

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for these stories and read them, boys. They are of the most fascinating interest.

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Col. Daniel Boone; Nos. 5 and 6—David Crockett; No. 7—General Sam Houston; Nos. 8 and 9—Lewis Wetzel;
Nos. 10 and {1—Capt. John Smith; No. 12—Wild Bill; No. 13—Dr. Frank Powell, the Surgeon Scout; No.
14—Buckskin Sam; No. 15—Seneca Adams (“Old Grizzly” Adams); No. 16—Pony Bob (Bob Haslam);
No. 17—Major John M. Burke (Arizona Jack); No. 18—Kit Carson, Jr3 No. 19—Charles Emmett (Dashing
Charlie); No. 20—AILf Slade; No. 2i—Arizona Charlie (Charlie Meadows); No. 22—Yellow Hair, the White
Boy Chief (William Burgess); No. 23—Broncho Billy (William Powell); No. 24—Squaw-Man Jack (John Ne Ison);

No. 25—Major Lamar Fontaine (the Sharpshooter King); ‘No. 2 26—Buck TE aylor (Kine of the ey No.

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No. oO Paice Fi

The hero of this sketch of the men of Borderiand left his
home from the fact that the longing to see wild life among the
Indians caused his father to allow him to go out to the Indian

Territory to visit an uncle who had a ranch there.

But Gordon Lilly, in his early boyhood and years of home
life, had shown a wonderful skill for getting into mischief,
while he was daring to recklessness and always willing to take
the part of the under dog in a fight

ie was brought up to-ride weil, shoot, swim and take care
of himself in trouble, and of others who needed his aid.

He attended a country school and wasa good s scholar,
parce fellow and of a well-proportioned form, though a
ta

But between the teachers of the school and Gordon there
was war continually.

The cause of Gordon’s dislike for the fonchou which seemed
fully reciprocated, was on account of the boy having one day
offered himself for the thrashing which the master was going
to give a sickly little fellow for some trivial offense.

The teacher showed his evil disposition by whipping Gordon
soundly, deliberately intending to whip the little oo teo,
although he had pretended to accept a substitute.

This “Gordon stoutly. resisted, and the result was a rough-
and-tumble fight, in-which the boy got the worst of it,. though
the teacher did not: come off uungearred.

From that day there was bad blood between thee chee and
Gordon.

Among the girl pupils attending the school was a maiden of
sixteen, the daughter of a poor but well-educated iarmer, and
his only ebild.

Her name was Della Hunt, and she was gentle, lovable and
the belle of the county since she was fourteen years of age.

Upon her the tutor, Ross, seemed to have centered his | love,
for he was partial to her at all times in her studies, aided her
more than any other of the scholars, and was only too glad
when recess came, when he could give her a lesson in- draw-
ing, a. tttition that was wholly gratuitous, as it was not in-
cluded in the school exercises.

‘That Della was deeply IM PI SRRCd with the handsome. young
teacher there could be: no doubt.

- Ross, however, had one strange habit, ‘and that, ‘was to

mount ‘his horse on Friday afternoons, when school, was Over,
and go, no one knew where, until Monday morning.
He was wont to say that he visited an old friend in the
mountains, but Gordon’s keen eyes showed him that, the
teacher often looked very blue after his trips, and all day
Monday would nod in his chair and generally neglect ce
tions.”

One Beiday Gordon did not appear at school and as ‘usital
Ross departed after hours for his weekly trip.

‘But he had not gone very far before he met a young oi ‘on
horseback, who said she was a stranger in the mer es and
was going ‘to seek relatives living in the mountains. ©
_ She frankly confessed to the teacher that she had no near
kindred, her parents had died in the city, and with.what
money she e had, which was considerable, she was going to buy
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il (Gordon Lilly).

Ross promised her his aid, and the two rode on together + tO-

ward the mountains.

The following Monday the teacher was at his desk, ooking
pale and haggard, but Gordon was still absent. .

As school was closing, Ross told the selblats they were all
invited with their parents,to Farmer Hunt’s. home on the
coming Wednesday, to the marriage of himself and Della, the
maiden ending. ber ‘school life that day to become his wife,

Delia blushed and hung her head, and then burst into tears,
and kissed all the girls, “and shook hands with all ihe boys
in farewell, and then Ross led her to her horse, placed her in
the saddle, "and was mounting his own animal when he saw a
patty of some thirty horsemen. coming toward the school-
house. |

Ata glance he recognized them as the parents of his pupils,
and turning ee pale as he descried Gordon at their head he
called out:

‘Come, Della, for your life, come with me!”?

Involuntarily, she obeyed, ‘and they darted away in “rapid

flight, to the surprise of all the school children, while with

loud cries the horsemen started in pursuit,

Both the teacher and Della were well mounted, ‘and they
sped away like the wind along the mountain road, while the
farmers came on in hot chase. _

But Gordon was also splendidly qmounted, on awity roan,
which had won many a long race, and he began to gain on the
fugitives very slowly, and at the same time rapidly increase
the distance between himself and his companions.,

Every now and then he would observe Della glance back,
and recognizing her father among the purstiers, attempt. to
draw rein; but Ross would at such times: mercilessly lay his
whip pon ber horse-—and the enraged and ea animal
wotld-again fly onward.

Gordon in the meantime had drawn near ‘enough a0 see
that the teacher held the rein of Della’s horse, and’that he
seemed to use force to make her accompany him, and he urged
his roan mare to:greater speed, for he knew if Ross reached
the mountain path 2a hundred vards ahead of him, he could
hurl stones down upon him that would not only keep him: but
the entire number in chase at bay, as one man could hoid that
steep pathway against fifty. s
‘Phat Ross always went armed. with a revolver’ Gordo also

knew, ‘but he had his own trusty Colt’s, a prize he had won at.

a shooting match and: did not fear the teacher and 80: noe
on.
Nearer and nearer the fugitives: at ew to the mountains ‘pass.
Soon he urged Racer, as he had named Ais Ls and saw
that he was gaining tapidly.
Three times he raised his revolver, but aan a his atm,

‘lowered. it, until, seeing that be’ must fire or, the. _teacher

   
 
  

   

escape, he pulled: Es IBBOT. 2 ae
“Phe black horse tidden by ‘Ross’ one a “mighty bound
swerved, s0., badly. that. his rider was compelled. to rel,
D ella’ i, and at this instant Gordon again fired, and the
bisa went down, hurling the teacher over his head. ae

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bullet in his left arm. But he instantly rettrned the fire, and
Ross sank forward upon his face. © *
“Oh, Gordon! you have killed him!
“How has he ever harmed you?” ‘ :
‘Ross! Ross! speak to me!” said Della, who had reined up
her horse as quickly as she could, rode back, and springing to
the ground, threw herself by the side of her lover.
Gordon's heart seemed too full for utterance as he saw the
maiden’s deep grief, and he stood in silence and with bowed
head nearby. oa | | :
But just then up darted the first of the farmer pursuers, and
it happened to be Deélla's father. ‘
“Oh, father! he has killed him!” said the maiden, raising

her téar-filled eves,

“What, dead?” gasped the farmer. Dae a
“Yes, 1 killed him, and Della is angry with me, so please
tell her what he has‘done,” said Gordon, in a trembling voice.
‘‘Gordon, this is no time for accusations over his dead body,”
said the farmer, and the others coming. up anh examination
proved that the bullet had glanced on the skull, stanning not
killing Ross, who soon rallied, and was taken to a farmhotse
which was his home. Under the physician’s care he was not
long in recoveting, = :
Della learned from her father that Ross was a wild young
lawyér from a distant city, who had a client who had left his
forttine to his niece. fies
_ That client was the brother of Marmer Hunt, and they had
not been on good terms for years, but the approach of death
made the tich bachelor leave his all to Della; and he told Ross
where his brothet lived, and that the heiress was to come into
possession of her mheritance when she reached her eighteenth

birthday. nee : f i
To get control of this fortune, the wild, dissipated lawyer

had sotght the vicinityof Della’s home, become a teacher, and

was to have made her his wife had not Gordon, with a skill

that madé his name famous in after years as a trailer, dis-.

guised himself asa git] and met the teacher ot his weekly pil-
erimage. ; poe hc Me
Once in the mountains, he had robbed the supposed maiden

of all her money, for Gordon had his all with hiny, and then

taking her horse, had left her, as he believed alone.
But Gordon was swift of foat, followed after him, and reaeh-

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the horse and then gene on to the its.

inga villageten miles away, found thas the teacher had sold

 Thither Gordon followed him upon a horse he had gotten

from a farmer, a friend of his father, and having discarded his
female attire searched about the streets for his foe.

At last he saw him with a party of others, and by inquiry .

then going to the saloon to play cards. © By
“Ym only a boy, and they won’t let mein, but I'l yet ex-
pose Mr. Edgar Ross,” he said, aloud, and his werds were
heard by a lady who was passing, and who wore a heavy veil.
“Y heard you speak a name I know well, young man: are
you acqitainted with Edgar Ross?” she said. er
_ Gordon was surprised: that he had spoken aloud, but told
the lady all he knew about Ross, and frankly said he hated
him for whipping him,as he had, and intended to be revenged

found ottt that he was called a gambler in the town, and was

upon him. >

Phen Gordon heard. her story, and it was that she was the
wife of Ross, whom he hid poisoned and believed dead, but
who had tracked him to prevent his marrying the maiden who

had inherited the fortune, and which she suspected was his in-

tefition. ae
~frordon then proposed that she should go with him to his
fathet’s, and when they arrived there-on Monday Farmer
Hunt was sent for, and the whole story of Ross’ villainy came
oat. The neighbors held an indignation meeting, and mount-
ing their horses started for the schoolhouse to arrest the
teacher, and the result is already known.
> Ross was taken back to his old haonie, tried and convisted for
the attempt to kill his wife, and sent to prison, while Della
roon got over her first love, and married a worthy young
Parmer,
As for Gordon, he became a hero, and, thirsting for ad-
venture, mounted Racer one dav, and atmed with tifle and
revolver, and
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One night he was attacked in his lonely eamp by two

tramps, whom he had given a supper to and allowed to sleep

- by his fire.

Bat they had forgotten the dog, Buffalo Bill, who sprang
upon one as he crept, knife in hand, upon the sleeping boy.

As the other tramp fited tpon the dog, whom Gordon Lilly
had named after the gtéat scout about whom he had read so
muuch, Gordon also fired and the man fell dead.

The tramp held by Buffalo Bilin a death grip was so badly
injured that Gordon mounted his horse and rode to the neat-’
est village and reported what he had done.

A ttial followed, with a delay of days, but property and
weapons fotind on the two men—fot the second one had died
--showed that they were desperate characters, and the boy
was allowed to go on. his way.

Ata farmhotise where he put up for the night, the farmer,
learning that the boy had some sixty dollars, tried to kill and
rob him that night, but got a bad wound for his trouble, as
Gordon suspected him.

Ih a swollen stream one day he would have been drowned
but for his doz, who came to his rescue and aided him ashore,
when he was tired out from trying to release his horse from
some tangled brushwood in whieh he had been catight, -

His horse was drowned, but the brave boy swam out and
case from it the saddle, bridle and outfit, and got them
ashore. —

‘His things were all wet, blankets and provisions, and his
matches as well, so it was a hard night for Gordon and his
dog; grieving for his much-loved horse, the boy had to wait
until dawn, Oe vi ;

Catrying all his traps, he tramped on until noon before he
edmée to a hamlet, and it took nearly all his money to buy a
horse and provisions.

But he bravely went on his way until the Indian Territory |
was teached, and wotn out and sick, he rode into a Pawnee
Indian village. coe

‘The Indians saw that he had a high fever and was delirious,

and eared for him as best they could.

Ta his delirium he would eallfor hisdog— "Bill! Bill! Bill!”
—and se the Pawnees named him Bill. i,

It was loag weeks before he recovered, but at last he did so,
and a Pawnee warrier was his gwide to the ranch of his uncle,
where he was mést cordially received.

The guide was well paid for his services, and the youth
found that, im his long ilinees, net a thing had been taken
from him by the Pawnees, :

One day a distinguished visitor came te Gerden’s uncle—~
the man of all men he wished most to see ee

it was the great scout, Buffalo Bill, and he was told to look

at his namesake, the dog. .

The scout also heard the youth’s story of his long trail, and
said: a ue
_“Every man chasges his name out here, and I shail call you.
Pawnee Bill.” ie

The youth was proud of bis same, given him by the scout,
who told him to look him up at the fort if-he ever wished to
20 scouting.

Soon after his uncle, having sold aut his interests in the
Territory, left for the Hast; but Pawnee Bill refused to go and
went to live among his old friends, the Pawnees,
For two years he lived among them, and was then appointed
Governiient interpreter, after which he became a scout, and
won fame as one of great skili and daring, serving in several
Paci Near, Date 8

Then he became again a Government interpreter, and later
an agent, as he was known to possess wonderful influence
among the tribes id :

When the ‘‘Boomers” began to enter the Indian Territory
Bill. woh a great reputation, and knowing the country, per-
fectly, he was the first to get acrots the line in the “‘racé far
homes,’ and thus gained a homestead there.

Going to the East, he took with him his wife, a beautiful
girl whose love he had won, and who was known as the Belle
of Borderland, and who could tide, shoot and throw a lasso as
Well os any wiandinitive Territery. soo Soe ae oe. ee
To-day Pawnee Bill and his handsome wife have a fine home
inthe Indian Territory, and the latch-striag of their door is

ever hanging on the outside for those whe care to visit them,

  
 

 

 

  
  
 
  
  
  
 
  
 
 
  
  
  
  
  
 
   
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
  
  
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
      
        

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23—Bufiale Bill on the Trail ef the Renegades; or, The Masked Marauders.
24—Buffalo Bill’s Lone Hand; er, Fighting Bandits and Redskins.
25—Buffalo Biil’s Warning; or, Male, the Mexican’s Death Deal.
26—Buffalo Bill and the Prairie Whirlwind; or, The Three Avengers.
27—Guffalo Bill Entrapped: or, The Phantom of the Sterm. :
28—Bufialo Bill in the Den ef the Ranger Chel; or, One Chance in a Thousand. !
29—Buffalo Bil’s Tussle with Iron Arm, the Renegade; or, Red Snake, the | 3 |
Pawnee Pard. | C a
30-Bufiale Bill en the Roest Trail; or, The Redskin Heiress. i
31—Bufialo Bill’s Peril; or, Geing it Alone in Dead Man’s Gulch. . I
32—Buffale Bill in Massacre Vallev; or, The Search for the Missing Ranger. oat
+ 33—Buffale Bill in the Hidden Retreat; or, The Captives of Old Bear Claws. | i
34—Buffalo Bill’s Disappearance; er, The Stranger Guide of the Rio Grande. |
35—Buffalo Bill’s Missien: or, The Haunt of the Lone Medicine Man. ce |
36—Buffalo Bill and the Woman in Black; or, In,League with the Toll-Takers,
37—Buffalo Bill and the Haunted Ranch; or, The Se ance of the
Ranchman’s Daughter. :
38—Bufialo Bill and the Danite Kidnapers; or, The Green River Maccacre,
39—Buffalo Bill’s Duels or. Among the Mexican Miners. ~~ oo
40—Buffalo Bil! and the Prairie Woives; or, Hunting the Seges of Boneyard |
Gulch. a
41—Bufialo Bill at Painted Rock: er, After the Human eee oF io
42—Buifalo Bill and the Boy Trailers; or, After Kidnappers in Kansas. ~~ : |
43—Buffalo Bill in Zigzag Canyon; or, Fighting, Red Hugh’s Band. : a
AA—Bufialo Bill’s Red Allies; or, Hand to Hand with the Devil Gang.
45—Buffalo Bill in the Bad Conde: or, Trailing the Veiled Squaw.
46—Buffalo Bill’s Trail of the Ghost Dancers; er, The Sioux Chief's: Secret. |
‘47—Buffalo Bill’s Deadliest Deal; er, The Doomed Desperadoes of Satan’s
Mine. : ae oe
48—Buffalo Bill’s Secret; er, Fae Trail of a Traitor.
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