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By the author of “BUFFALO BILL.”

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CHAPTER 1.
THE STONE WIGW 5M ON THE HILL.

A solitary hunter or trapper—he might have been
either, to judge from his appearance—was slowly pad-
dling down the broad bosom of the Illinois just as the sun
was setting in a glory of gold and crimson.

His keen eye wandered from side to side as he de-
scended the stream, betraying to the practiced eye the

“movements of one who had passed the best part of his

life on the frontiers or in the Far West, exposed to the
constant danger of Indian warfare.

His glance presently fell upon a flat-topped hill, of a
sort which abound on the banks of the river all through

that district, but which was of a much large size than its

fellows, and stood in the center of three smaller ones.
that as the spot,” muttered he in the canoe, shading

his eyes from the slanting rays of the sun with his hand,

and gazing long and earnestly at the hill.
Satisfying himself that his destination was reached, he

paddled gently on, going some distance past the spot be-

fore, with a deft turn of the paddle, he guided his canoe
into the left bank, and dragging it up under some over-

 

hanging bushes, went to considerable pains to hide it
from view. -

Taking his rifle from the canoe, he then very carefully
examined the lock, and assuring himself that it was in
working order and uninjured by damp, he loaded it, and
threw it over his shoulder, at the same time passing a
tomahawk of decidedly Indian manufacture through his
belt. !

He then struck inland, taking much pains to make a
“blind trail,” which he did by choosing his steps very
carefully, stepping on pieces of tree-trunk or stones, and
studiously avoiding all damp spots, where his eu oe
have made a plain imprint.

In this way he kept on until, after making a fe sweep,
he came again to the flat-topped hill; this time, however,
approaching it from the land side.

Skirting it for some distance, he at last found. a Aes
where several large bowlders formed a curious kind of
natural cavern. —

The hunter gave a grim smile.

“Ulwe is a good judge of a spot for a rendezvous; we
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Turning his glance up at- ie sky, in which the sun
had now entirely set, the hunter, gently and noiselessly as.
he had appeared, re-entered the dark shadow of the trees
which led down to the water..

While he had been thus engaged, : an la on the op-
posite shore came ee the river bank and. gazed
across.

He was naked to the waist, ie body. painted in. black
and white stripes, his face similarly disguised; his war-
lock was ornamented with a tuft of black eagle's feathers,
and on his head he wore a pair of small horns, projecting
from over each ear—a sign of. great distinction among
his tribe.

He carried a omaha of
arrows, and a scalping knife.

For some time hé stood gazing across the broad stretch
of. water, now and then casting his black, restless eyes

ior dow the streanie oe we

a. peculiar shape, how and

then, with the noiseless a oca to fae he

iescended ‘the river bank to a small creek.
Jlere he fastened his bow on top: of his. head, keeping
‘the string uppermost; then, seeing that his. tomahawk
‘a. securely. fixed-to his waist, he gently. waded. out into
‘the streany, and with a long, power ful nee commenced
-wim to the opposite. bent, ; Se
“he force of) the current took yp s some. Mises down
ane his .swina PSO. that when at last he:
emerged from the “wate
heaved with the exertion.

   

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amiaed, and: finding the string - had not been materially
Minred ne stood the weapon. against a. tree,

ae next divested himself of. his. scanty. ‘clothing, a
ith he wrung out the water; then his body having be-.
come fairly. ie Fae his. 2 COnIne.. and. turned

cad.

»y an ohaervcn his canoe wor ald ion ae eee to.

closely resemble that of the white man who had landed
some time before.

The Indian adopted Loy same ‘tactics, “only his move-

nrents were evel more cautious.

ite left positively no trail, ae flitted beat tee to

, more like some black ‘shadow: than a living man.

oe into the vicinity of the flat -topped. hill, he made

for the cavern -of bewilders,. and entering

, crouched quite
vat of sight in a corner.

i[e remained as motionless as one be the lumps a aoa

“bs which he was surrounded, and any one might have
stood close behind him without dis “ONeT img, > that there was.
any living creature near.

f en. iu
hunter, who had first approac hed. the ca NEO | came once
more slowly. toward it: oe oo

An hour,.or perhaps two, might have pass ed, ee

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_ His rifle. was held in the hollow
head was bent like one. who i is thinking and
the presence of an enemy.

When he reached the cavern he looked up at the moon,
which was: now almost wholly visible above the great
black trees that grew down to the very river banks.

He stood at the entrance to the cave, the moon’ Ss rays
falling directly. upon him, silhouetting his form against
the sky.

He was a fine- looking man, six feet high, straight asa
ramrod, supple as a tiger, and “active as a.deer.

He stood leaning on his rifle and looking across toward
the river, remaining almost_as silent as the Indian behind

 

‘him.

Half an hour passed, and the lower horn of the young
moon was. jtst visible above the trees, when the white
man glanced around him on all sides, as though fe ex:
pected to see some one advancing toward him in ‘the
moonlight.

But no one appeared, and all was still and quiet, save
the lapping ‘of the water on the shore some half mile he-
low and the Oe oie of a wolf | or r jackals meet 1 the
forest: |” fae a

i strance i) muttered the white man.

“The timé is past, and Ulwe has not-appeared.’- He
must be either dead or a prisoner, though I should have
thought he‘is-too-cunning for the rascally ee ‘

“T wonder where -he is?” cre

“Ulwe.is here,’ said. a deep. voice cae a dane,
wie started ‘and peered into the cave, while the redskin,
rising to his feet with all the dignity of an Indian chief,

stepped out into the moonlight.

“Does my brother Hawkeye doubt the prowess ue ‘his
friend? Does he think Ulwe has turned into a squaw to”
be. chased by Shawnees, ae are as. the dogs: that follow
at his heels ?” eee

“Hawkeye does not doubt the prowess “of Ulwe, for has
he not seen it grow by many deeds of valor s since Ulve
was a boy a his ‘father’ s knee?”

Speak not of my father, ee ‘Wolf
Ullwe sad. -

“He remembers with pride the gecat oe at the Le
licks in which Leaping Wolf killed seven warriors with
his own hand, but. the joy is blended with sorrow, _for
there Leaping Wolf lost. his life, Nous), he died” as A
wartion saould.’) 0 | :

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“Hawkeye. was he Pia ‘the oie man: es no
they both entered the cavern, when Ulwe, producing his
pipe, and filling it with tobacco, lit it and began to. smoke, ea
presently. passing the pipe to Hawkeye, who puffed a away,
no word being spoken. ‘ a

After Indian etiquette had been ee the duet sat
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mp Lhis he did by inquiring how it had fared with Ulwe
during the months they had been separated.

“First, I would learn if all has been well with my

brother,’ answered the Indian.

“All has been well with me,’ said Hawkeye;
have not yet succeeded in my object.

“T have heard of the rising of the Sioux, who seem to
have dug up the hatchet and gone again on the warpath
against the whites and the friendly Indians.

“Vou have heard truth; the Sioux, with their friends
the Blackfeet and the Foxes, have struck their axes deep
into the blood-smeared post; the lodges are deserted, the
squaws are left lonely, and the warriors are eager for
scalps.”

“Are the warriors going north or south?”

“T followed in their tracks for three days—they were
going north; but they will make a big camp at Wind
Gorge, where there will be much feasting. Then they
will go forth to get scalps.”

“If they go north, I have some friends who will be in
great danger.”

“Every paleface: will be in danger,’
stolidly.

- Hawkeye was silent for a few minutes, then he spoke
suddenly.

“Ulwe, had you any difficulty in getting to this rendez-
vous to-night?” 7

“What is there that is micult to a chief?’ demanded
the Indian, proudly
cannot overcome?”

e put §

answered Ulwe,

“True, you are a wonderful man.
plished your purpose? Are
“The squaw of Ulwe is well, and welcomed her lord
gladly; she would have had him stay among his people
and with his little son, Wahtee.”

“Tt is only natural.”

“My young men wanted me, too; they would like to
follow me upon a warpath, for it is likely many scalps
and much honor will be gained when the Sioux attack
the friendly Indians.”

“Why did you not stay and lead them?”

The Indian looked first surprised, then pained. °*

_ “Did I ever break faith?” he asked, simply. ‘When
#1 left my brother Hawkeye to go to my lodge on business,
did I not say I would meet him at the ‘Stone Wigwam,’
on Flat;top Hill, on the sixth day of the second moon,
when the hour of the moon showed above the fir trees
by the river?” —

Have you accom-
your people well?”

_ “Forgive me, Ulwe, I knew you would be here; but I
thought ye might have arranged to go back to your
young men.’

“Not until I hear my brother’s wishes.”

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“Are you perfectly free, then, to follow any adventure
that may crop up?” :

»Pertecthy

“Then I propose to travel oe and see what is hap-
pening to my friends, the Longhursts.

“Tf the renegade whom I seek is still with the Sioux,
he will leave no stone unturned to kill or capture all at
Longhurst’s ranch. :

“With your warriors we might hold our own and get
through the enemy to a place of safety, and I might do
my friends a service, while your young men will get plenty
chances of securing scalps.’

“Good! It is the very thing I should have proposed.”

Without more talking the two made their way to Hawk-
eye’s canoe, which they entered, and, turning its nose
upstream, paddled rapidly away in. the moonlight.

For an hour or more they proceeded until Ulwe sud-
denly stopped paddling and by a gesture warned Hawkeye
to be silent.

The canoe glided into the bank at a spot where the trees
were very thick, but at one particular point a view was
visible between them from the water.

Guiding the frail boat:to this spot, Ulwe bade Hawkeye
look, and he dimly saw the reflection of a fire, looking
in the distance like the glowing end of a fusee.

“Are they Indians?” whispered Hawkeye.

“No,” replied Ulwe. ‘‘Too near water.
Indians on horseback, camp on high grounds,
many tree.”

With these whispered remarks, Ulwe led the way, and
he and Hawkeye slowly and noiselessly approached.

They glided with that movement which none but an
Indian or those who have spent many years among them
can assume.

Presently they got near enough to see two men sitting
smoking before a small fire on which some beavers’ tails
were toasting. a
. The meat gave off a most appetizing smell, but the
Indian was intent only on aggressive action. ©

He prepared an arrow, and was silently fitting it to his
bow, when Hawkeye stayed his hand.

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here too

One of the two men had turned his head, and Hawk.

eye saw that it was a face he knew.

All along, by their clothes, he had known they were
white men, but now he recognized a friend. He imi-
tated the whistling of a wren three times in quick suc-
cession.

One of the men seated at the fire, a grizzled-looking
old hunter, pricked up his ears when ou. repeated
the signal.

“By Jehoshaphat, that’s a‘ friend!’ growled the old
man. “Thar’s only two men kin give that BIEN now,
which of ’em is it?”

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On hearing these words, Hawkeye rapidly advanced
into the glow of the fire.

“You can see for yourself, Ned’ Bates, which one it is.”’

“Blue snakes, ef it ain't Hawkeye!” said the trapper.
“Buffler, what did I tell yer when I saw that brace of
plover flying bang in the eye of the wind? I said we
should meet an old friend, and, by gosh, here he is!”

The second personage by the fire, who was none other
than the redoubtable William Cody himself, stood up and
shook Hawkeye warmly by the hand.

“The last man I should have thought of seeing!” he
cried.

“But come, sit down; you're just in time to bite.”

“And just in the humor. But I’ve got a friend—Ulwe,
chief of a friendly tribe.”
“He is welcome at our fire,” said Buffalo Bill.

On a signal from Hawkeye, Ulwe joined the group

at the fire, and, seating himself somewhat apart from the

others, spoke no word, but made a grave inclination of the
head with a grace peculiar to Indians of high rank.
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PR CEE Re OM Ds eM OC CA DINE,

Little was said during the meal, but when the pipes
were produced, Buffalo Bill asked Hawkeye in which
direction he was wending, and whether he had ant par-
ticular object in view. .

Yo this Hawkeye replied that he was dee north,
and stated his reasons for so doing.

“Then it’s more than probable we may be companions
for some time,” said Cody; ‘‘for, having just now nothing

particular on hand and being off on, a furlough, | am:
going as far as Macan, where, 1 intended to spend a

month with Ned here, Bapping and fishing, . for the sake
of old days passed together... __

“When I.fell in with Ned, | had just returned fon a
secret government ROT EROD which had occupied the
best part of a year,’

Ulwe, when. the three ae men settled nee
to sleep, propping his back against a tree, elected to keep
watch; and when Hawkeye, some hours later, insisted
upon his taking a spell of sleep, the Indian for a ene time
refused; but at length he laid himself dawn by the fire,

though every little, uncommon sound caused ue tO Start

again into wakefulness,

With the first streaks of dawn all were astir, and stay-
ing ouly to take a few mouthfuls of cold meat and bread,
they began to make their preparations for departure.

Buffalo Bill and Ned had horges, but Hawkeye and his ;

companion had only their canoe. Yet this arrangement

was not altogether without its advai

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the Sioux country. ie

Accordingly a very wary watch han ee and
the eyes of Ulwe, who sat in the stern of the canoe, roved
incessantly from side to side; not a bird fluttering in the
bushes or a fish splashing in the water but his gaze was
instantly turned upon it.

They kept on till midday, when the pangs of hunger
and the four joined

Making a fire, some fresh meat was quickly cooked and

cearen,

‘Little time was given to rest, and in little over an hour
all were once more on the move, the same vigilance as be-

fore being observed.

Tn this way they continued anal they came to a rapid,
over which it was necessary to carry the canoe. Hawkeye ©
and Ulwe landed, and, taking each an end of the boat,
began their journey around the portage

Buffalo Bill and Ned had signified oa ipeention of
tiding forward a mile or so in order to secure something

with their rifles for the evening meal, when they meant

pushing on to a spot fixed between them and Hawkeye,

‘and here preparing supper, as, on account of the lope de-

tour the two canoeists would have to take to pass the
rapid, they would not be able to reach the rendezvous |

till a good while later ue Buffalo Bill and his com-

pan
' The portage went a aoneerable way inland in ordet
to avoid the rugged nature of the land close to the water’s
edge.
The ascent, too, was very steep, SO prOets was neces-

: sarily slow.

Ulwe’s gaze was fixed upon the eround as he marched
along, as though he would learn the names of the very

animals or birds that had passed across it t during the last
few days.

Without any other warning than the deep ‘guttural
“Uch!” he came to a stop, and gently lowered his end of
the canoe to the ground, motioning ee to do like-
wise,

“What is the matter?” asked’ the hunter.

‘For answer the Indian darted forward and picked up
something which lay: under a bush just in front. It
looked to Hawkeye like a bit of colored cloth at first, but
‘as Ulwe held it up,.he saw what it was. — jee

“Moccasin!” cried Ulwe, in. triumph.

Hawkeye looked closely at it.

-“That’s Blackfoot,” announced Ulwe;
the beading.”

Hawkeye noticed that this was ex veeuted ina peculiar
fashion, though the moccasin was very much worn.

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enough on the soft soil,

“How long do you think that has been there?” asked
Hawkeye.

‘“Two—three hours; not more than one day.”

“How do you know?”

Ulwe gave a haughty smile.

“The chief is no squaw,”
signs of the forest.”

“Well, let us look for their trail,” said Caer. who
was almost as expert a workman as the chief himself.
The ground near where the moccasin had been found
was hard and stony, and a trail’ was difficult to find.

he said; “he can read the

Ulwe went to and fro, with his nose bent to the ground
like a well-trained hound. Hawkeye, leaving the Dela-
ware working there, went further afield.

Presently, in the bed of a partly-dried up brook, the
track of a moccasined foot was found. Then one, yb.
a dozen—ay, twenty, were discovered. He beckoned
Ulwe, who at the same moment had found signs of the
strangers, by following which he joined Hawkeye.

They then both followed the trail, which becanie plain
It was soon evident to such ex-
perienced hands as Hawkeye and the Indian that the
party had landed from the river, and had made the pas-
sage of the portage much as they were doing themselves.

They are going north to join the Sioux.”

The chief nodded his head.

“T suppose you agree with me that it is a war party?”

The Indian nodded again.

“No squaws; two prints of rifle butts.”

“But they have taken no trouble to hide their trail.”
“Blackfeet are clumsy dogs; no warriors,” and the In-
dian gave a contemptuous grunt. ;

The two followed the trail until it led to the water’s
edge, where there were abundant signs of the canoes hav-

‘ing been refloated, But some of the patty seemed to have
proceeded on foot, for the trails continued along the bank.

“Tt is useless to follow them any longer, I think,” said

Hawkey re,

“How about the Buffalo and Red Grizzly 3 ©) the latter
being the name Ned Bates was generally known by among
the Indian braves.

“I should think they could take care of themselves.

They are not likely to be caught napping.”

Ulwe smiled.
“White men are not warriors on a warpath,’ + he said,
“They not too careful.”

“True, and Buffalo Bill is recklessly brave. Chief, we

had better go a bit further and see if we can find them.”

Looking to their arms, they advanced some distance,
the ground rising gently in a sort of ridge.

Gaining the top of this, a good-sized plain was visible
below them.

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were both scanning this plain, when the rapid cracking of
rifles came faintly upon their ears:
At the same time, some two miles off, they saw a band

-of Indians with rifles in their hands rush out of cover on

to the plain.

The smoke of their rifles was still curling about them
as a couple of horsemen, firing as they advanced, dashed.
madly through them.

Hawkeye’s heart beat fast with excitement, for he did
not doubt that the two horsemen. were Buffalo Bill and
Ned.

These advanced at a swinging gallop, the Indians, who
were fortunately on foot, running after them, firing as
they ran. )

Hawkeve was congratulating himself on their escape,
when to his alarm he saw a second body of Indians, care-
fully ambushed, not more than a mile from where he Isy
hidden.

The two horsemen were coming straight toward them,
thinking only of the enemy behind, and giving no heed to
those in front.

The two whites soon outdistanced their pursuers, and
turning in their saddles, waved a derisive adicu to them.

Luckily, however, they did not slacken their speed, but
at a good pace came up with the ambuscade.

To their surprise a crackling volley sounded on each
side of them.

Hawkeye saw Buffalo Bill reel fora moment in his sad-
dle and put up his hand to his brow as his hat flew from
his head, but the gallant scout kept his seat, and firing

tight and left with his revolver, got through the pack of
veiine redskins.

Ned’s horse, either wounded or frightened even con-
trol, dashed off at right angles, and that at a speed which
soon put his rider beyond all chance of capture.

The Indians, who had recognized Cody, let the old

‘trapper go, and with one accord started after the re-

nowned scout, whose horse was rapidly carrving him
beyond the range of their rifles.

But scarcely a quarter of a mile had been covered when
its pace began perceptibly to flag, and its head ar aap

“almost to its knees.

Perceiving this, the redskins set up a delighted yell,
for they knew the noble beast was wounded.

Several of their number fired, and, after staggering
along another hundred yards, the horse stumbled and fell

heavily.

Buffalo Bill disentangled his feet from the stirrups as

the horse pitched forward, and, unslinging his Winchester

from his shoulder, began to run rapidly in Hawkeye’s
direction, loading his rifle as he came along.
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the band of Indians, fifteen in number, tore along after
icin Prey.

Buffalo Bill had a start, but, with his clothing and
heavy riding boots, he was handicapped against his al-
most naked adversaries. ,

The very moment the horse was down, Hawkeye, with

a cry of encouragement to Buffalo Bill, started off at full
speed to his rescue.
It was all downhill work from where he stood, and he
‘rapidly lessened the distance between them.
The redskins, perceiving a second white man coming

to Cody’s assistance, seemed to alter their plan, which had x

evidently been to capture the scout alive, and began tak-
ing pot shots at him as they pursued him.

/ On this, Buffalo Bill, alive to every trick and artifice
of his enemies, suddenly turned, and, throwing himself
flat on his stomach, sent three shots with lightning rapid-
ity among his foes, bringing down a man with each shot.

With loud cries the Indians opened out, but never for
an instant wavered in their advance.

To let them get too close was no part of Buffalo Bill’s
scheme, so he again jumped to his feet and started off.

The distance, however, was now terribly reduced, and
should one of the redskins stand and take deliberate aim,
he could hardly fail to hit his mark.

Their wild blood being thoroughly aroused, hive
they never paused a moment in their advance, but kept
on like hounds after some noble stag.

Hawkeye was now getting near enough to be of use,

and, bringing his rifle to the front, pr a to do his best —

to save his friend’s life.

Buffalo Bill stopped once more and faced his yelling
foes, determined, if his time had come, to go down with
his wounds in front.

A short, sinewy redskin, some thirty yards i in front of .

his fellows, raised his tomahawk to hurl it at his head, but
Hawkeye, taking a deadly aim, though every nerve in his
body tingled with excitement, fired, and the man, jovi
three feet into the air, fell dead upon his face.
Buffalo Bill turned his head, and then for the first time

became aware that help was near at hand.

_ Hawkeye gave a cheery shout as Buffalo Bill, dropping
-on one knee, sent the remaining shots from his rifle in
among his. foes, taking a life with every ball.

The rest, however, just as the scout emptied his rifle |
and leaped to his feet, closed around him like a pack of

_ jackals.

Hawkeye strained every nerve to get to Cody’s side,
_and shouted out to him as he tore along.

He could see the noble form with the long black hair,
towering above the colored war plumes of the redskins,
as they were driven back by the terrible sweep of that
deadly rifle, but they were pressing their prey very hard

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indeed, and victory had almost crowned their efforts,
when a couple of shots from Hawkeye’s rifle disposed
of two more enemies, and next instant he was in among
them, scattering them right and left and ae death
around.
_ The two whites together were too much for the dispir-
ited and panic-stricken redskins, and the only two unin-
jured survivors took to their heels and ran for their lives.

Hawkeye loaded and raised his rifle, but instantly
dropped it again, saying:

“Let ‘em go. They can tell the ee of this fight
to their comrades around the camp-fires.”’

Buffalo Bill had thrown himself on the ground, and
was breathing heavily.

Hawkeye now perceived, for the first time, fat he was
wounded.

The blood was trickling doar his face from a wound
just above his right Fone, and his left arm had been
slashed by a knife.

Hawkeye hastily looked at both, and found Le the one
was merely a graze along the top of the head, though
another quarter of an inch would have made it fatal.

The other was a flesh wound in the arm, and was the
more serious.

“The skunks wanted a better sight of ea sO
’ said Buffalo Bill, grimly.

The wound in the arm was bound up, and then they
both retreated toward the river.
_ They reached the shelter of the trees, and got to the
water’s edge. Hawkeye bathed the graze on the scout’s
head, and gave him a good drink of water.

“T feel pretty fit now again,” said the scout.

- “That was a stiff bit of work. I’m more used to fight-

ing with my hands than my heels.”

JL think a little of both have come into play this alter
noon. But what has become of N ed 2” fe
“I don’t know? He cried out to me, when we fell into
the second ambuscade, that his mare We hit, ne she
bolted with him straight for the river’
“Ty Saw that; but what became of him afterward I can’t
imagine.’

“Anyway, we'd better be moving. The whole o

will be after us directly, for they dare not go back to their

tribe without some scalps after so a of their band have

gone to the happy hunting groan ee.
“We'll get down to the canoe,” said Hawkeye.
“There is small doubt Le we i) have to take to the

water for. it.’’s

They retired rapidly, wading knee deep in the water to

hide their trail, and had almost got to the canoe, when a
round pebble struck the water just in front of them. —

Instantly two rifles dropped to the “ready,” while two
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They modal see nothing, however, and they stepped in
toward the bank, keeping a searching gaze about them.

Every now and then they stopped and peered to right
and left, but could discover nothing.

Presently another stone struck the water.

“Hist!” cried Buffalo Bill. “I saw an arm come out
from behind the big trunk over there; cover it with your
weapon, and [’ll advance.” |

This was done, when, just as Buffalo Bill got close to
the tree, deep chuckle was eae behind it; and a voice
said:

“T thought I should draw you two fellers ii. its no
good ‘foolin’ about out thar; the reds hev been watchin’
yer all the way down.”

ois tat sor

“Tt is. Ive been up i thie ence: of that young
sapling, and hev kept my eye on them.”

“And how did you escape?” asked Hawkeye.

“Why, my mare was hit in the flank by one o’ them
skunks’ bullets, and she bolted with me straight into the
river. I stuck to her as long as I could and tried to get
her into the bank, but she was half mad with pain and
fright and floundered about until we was ne nigh
caught in the rapids.

_ “I managed to slip off her, though, and get ashore, ‘but
it was a tough job.

“The ‘poor ‘oss was sucked along and went over the
falls.”

“Well, thank goodness, you're safe, anyway,’ said Buf-
_falo Bill, heartily.
and with fully a hundred Blackfeet Indians within three
or four miles of us on a track a boy could follow.”

“And we've a limited amount of ammunition,”
mented Ned. eo
‘oo 1 poink d havea sey whereby we can puzzle the reds
a bit,” said Hawkeye. “But I wish Ulwe w ere here to
help us. Have you'seen him, Ned?”

supple-

‘T have not, nor heard him.”

Then all three now coached their retreat until they
_teached the canoe, but no sight or sound of Ulwe did they
discover. te

Ned murmured some words expressive of distrust in all
Indians, but Hawkeye gently rebuked him.

“Depend upon it, the chief has some object in view,
and will turn up when we most need him,
can do nothing till nightfall.”

And now we

“If we remain here I should say we oud a good chance
of being scalped afore night,” said. Ned.

“Nevertheless, it is our only chance. Will you climb

that tall poplar there and keep a sharp lookout on Hae.

‘Biackfeet’s movements and also for Hs chief: ? a will

“But here we are without any hor Ses, ,

Bd SgORies a

then arrange with Buffalo Bil for our future move-
ments.”

This Ned did, He in the unaccountable absence of ‘the
friendly Indian they made their arrangements.

CHAPTER IIT,
TY RAS NG ee Gr ee aa VA ED

Up till the time when it got dark nothing was seen of
the Blackfeet.

‘Their dead and wounded were left just where they had '
fallen, and not by the slightest sign did the warriors be-
tray their presence in the vicinity.

This fact caused no surprise to the little party of ies,
who knew well that night was the favorite time for Tada
strategy. °

‘When he could no longer see, Ned as the tree
and rejoined his companions, who in the meantime had
been very busy packing the small stock of provisions in
such a way that in the roughest water it would not shift,
and. while they worked they conversed in low tones.

The’ small stock of ammunition was very carefully
wrapped in a piece of deerskin, and the rifles themselves

protected from damp.

Ned observed: all these dunes, and cast a questioning

_ glance at Buffalo Bill.

“hats to keep. our powder dry, 2 Ned, ay I’m much
mistaken if we shan’t want-all we’ve got, and that before
very long.” > aa i ’

“Sartain. But what’s the idee?’

“A risky one, Ned, but the: only one feasible under ihe
circumstances..

“Without horses, the lane would run us down ‘for

na certainty, and on the river the three of us in one small

canoe would stand no chance.”

“We must sarcumvent the red fiends. . “We've done its

afore times enough.”

a ect, and Sera keye here has a excellent plan.
He will tell you best himself what it reo 1
ele you know the big red rock in the middle of the

falls below us, Ned?” asked Hawkeye.

“Do I know a young fawn when I see it?” asked Ned,

“It’s known among the Indians as Pipe-bowl Cloof,
partly on account of its shape, and partly on account of
its color.”

“Quite Hehe Ned Well, on that rock ee are sev-
eral caves or caverns, and more than once before I’ve
saved my scalp by hiding there. It’s:a spot well known
to the Winnebare Sioux, and Uhwe himself showed: me
the place.” Re

Ned looked a bit surprised.

“How on airth are you a-goin’ to get there?” he.

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_ “In the canoe. If you and Bill will oO perfectly still,
I will engage to steer right into the cloof..

“I’ve done it before with Ulwe in the canoe, and I’ve.

been about on this bit of water until I know every rock
and every current.
“Pll bet a beaver’s pelt you don’t do if, said Ned,

“Tt’s no good taking the bet,” smiled Hawkeye; “for if
I lost I could never pay you.

“Tf I don’t make the cloof, aes the fall we go, and then
nothing much will trouble us.’

“That’s middlin’ sartain, too,’ mused Ned, affection-
ately patting the stock of his rifle.

“We must take the risk, Ned,” said Buffalo Bill; “and
I for one am quite satisfied to trust to Hawkeye’s skill? 3
“Qh, he’s a lad of grit, that I'll admit,” said Ned; “but
P ve got my doubts about that Indian, Ulwe. Where is
he now?”

No answer to this question being forthcoming, the
_ three took up the. canoe between them, and, exhibiting
the greatest caution, began to walk up stream to a point
far enough above the falls to be out of reach of the
current.
_ In thus advancing there was a good ae of danger, for
they had at times to cross open places, where, had there

been any of the Blackfeet ambushed, the white men would

have fallen an easy prey.

But at last Hawkeye deemed they | had got far siete
and the canoe being Fee the three seated them-
selves.

Hawkeye knelt in the stern, and with. his: paddle deftly
shot the canoe out into the middle of the river.

Then with rapid strokes he urged it forward, until, by
the increasing motion, it was found they. were in ue
power of the ever-increasing current.

To Hawkeye alone was the steering of the canoe in-
trusted ; the others sat quite still, holding on by each side,
prepared to keep their positions unmoved, no matter whet
the oscillation.

They were soon well within the fierce current, and the
whirling, swirling waters dashed around them,’ now
churned up into clouds of spray as it rushed over some
black, jagged rock, now pouring with mad velocity
through some narrow channel, a resistless mass - blacky-
green water.

From side to side the canoe went, avoiding rocks and
crossing swirling masses of foaming water in an almost
marvelous manner.

None but one intimate with every turn OL the river i
midstream could have steered the frail boat.
_ By and by the awful velocity at which they had pro-
ceeded seemed to eo an the. water in which they
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frothed oud tumbled, ae dashed along
than ever.

Ease “ wee y

Hawkeye kept the canoe in the calmer water, and their
pace considerably lessened, though the deafening roar of
the falls, to which they were fearfully close, rang like
thunder in their ears.

Then, just as they seemed to be running che into
a towering mass of dark-colored rock right before them,
a succession of flashes was seen on their left hand, and
something like pebbles spattered into the water around
them. vs

The towering rock got closer, and Hawkeye now plied
his paddle again in the black depths, while the swirling
masses of water ae and rolled by on each side of
them.

Later, as they entered into the daxk shadow of the great
rock, more flashes were seen on their left, and a few bits
of rock, chipped off the mass around them, flew about
their ears, though no sound but that of the roaring fall
could: be heard.

Hawkeye now guided the canoe along a narrow chan-
nel, perfectly dark, save for the straggling light of the
moon which came through from above, until a ee
bank of rock was reached.

He stepped upon the slippery hee
panions do the same.

Holding Buffalo Bill’s hand, who in turn held Ned's
they in this way advanced a considerable way along the
rock, drenched to the skin with the clouds of spray which

; bidding com-

flew around them, and in utter darkness, save for the faint

moonlight which in places fell upon the dark rocks.
At last they got out of the spray, and into a place where
the noise of the water was very much less. a
Here Hawkeye whispered .to them to wait, and for
some minutes he left them, presently returning with a
lighted torch. a
The adventurers now found themselves in a sort of
natural corridor, possibly worn out: of the solid rock by
previous water action, at a time when the river reached a
very much higher level than it now did.
The passage was perfectly dry, and was generally high
enough to allow of Buffalo Bill’s walking upright.
' Hawkeye conducted them along for some distance, un-
til the passage opeted out into a cavern, from which

several passages led out at angles.

Thrusting the torch into a staple fixed in the rock, an
implement clearly of Indian manufacture, Hawkeye
pointed to some heaps of brushwood in one Porser. and
invited his companions to be seated.

“Here we are safe enough,” he said, “and in a place
Where 1 fancy no Blackfoot will ever follow us, though
that they discovered our cance is without doubt, for I

  

  

 

 

 
 

 

 

 

   

saw the flashes of a on the bank, and heard the balls
splashing about us.’

“Now we're here, what’s to be our next move ?” asked
Buffalo Bill.

7 ihe enemy have seen us, and will try to follow us,
that’s certain.”

“First; we'll light a fire,” replied Hawkeye.

AVWe wean then dry ourselves and have something to
eat.”

He proceeded to a spot in one corner of the cave where
the remains of previous fires were still visible.

“We can light a fire here oo danger of discovery
by night,” he said.

“The smoke escapes through cracks in the rocks over-
head and defies detection. If those reptiles had not seen
us we could have defied all their efforts to trace us until
they tired of the hunt and went off.”

Hawkeye returned to the canoe and fetched some dried
meat, when they’ made a good meal, afterward ss
up their pipes.

“Details of defense were arranged, as the Indians would
be sure to make some attempt upon them.

Approach was only possible from up the river ad in
the same way that the whites had come, so it was a
necessary to watch one point.

Hawkeye took the first watch and walked up to a spot
of rock beyond where the canoe was lying, and which by
overhanging rocks was sheltered from the fine spray of
the falls which floated about like rain.

The thunder of the falling masses of water roared be-
hind him, however, and though he could see in the bright
moonlight a good distance up the river, HOE but the
_noise of the falls could be heard.

Hawkeye had covered himself and rifle with a ‘butcalo
hide, of which there were several in the cave, in order to
keep himself dry.

_ His ammunition he had in an inner pocket, and he sat
against the rock tolerably comfortable and with little fear
of a, surprise. ae :

A couple of hours might have passed when his quick
eyes caught sight of something coming down. stream
toward the rocks. . Be
- He soon saw it was a canoe containing three or four
watfiors.

He held his breath in admiration of their audacity, for
it was hardly possible they knew the rocks and currents,
as their own country lay many miles away. _

Yet, with marvelous. dexterity, an Indian who Benched
in the prow guided the frail canoe in and out and around

all obstacles until Hawkeye began to think he would, in

spite of everything, reach the narrow channel in between
the two divisions of the rock safely and. successfully.
He prepared his rifle for use, and got upon his feet,

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but by that time the furious current had seized the canoe
in its relentless grasp.

It hurled it this side and that side, while the foaming
water boiled around it, threatening every minute to
swamp it.

The steerer, not knowing which point to make for,
blinded by the spray and deafened by the roar, plied his
paddle wildly until a swirl of water took the canoe, dashed
it out into the left-hand current, and at a fearful oe bore
it along. :

In a minute it was past Hawkeye, and then above the

noise of the waters arose the death shriek of the four

warriors as they went over the fall and were sucked down
to eternity.

“I don’t think any more will-try that on,’ thought
Hawkeye, grimly, and until his watch ended he saw no
more of the redskins.

Both Ned and Buffalo Bill took their turn of ene
while Hawkeye slept, and when hé awoke and walked
from the cavern to the ledge outside, the sun was stream-
ing down in all the glory of an early summer morning.

CHAPPER TVe
THE REFRST ATPACGK,

The three adventurers stood together on the ledge be-
side which the canoe was floating, and gazed upon the
scene before them.

The sun shone upon the river, making the swirling
waters flash like silver spray in the bright light.

The jagged rocks that split the current of ‘the river
were mosily either black or green, but the one they stood
upon—the great central one that divided the fall into two
vast volumes of water—was dark red, and in 1. shape was
something like a pipe bowl.

* In the center was.a great V- shaped cleft, and it was
into this that Hawkeye had so skillfully steered his boat

the night before.

Away in front of. them ‘were numerous smaller rocks
scattered in the water, and a great black jagged mass
stood some two hundred. yards ahead; it was this one, by
its peculiar shape, that split the current of the river into
two portions.

The rich foliage on each a ee oe in ae
fresh morning, and the three woodsmen, used to the iree-
dom of the wide expanse of rolling prairie, sighed as thev
looked around upon their rugged, rocky. prison, for such
indeed it was to them, as, though their enemy could not
get to them, neither could they leave the spot.

A meal was prepared and partaken of, and they re-
turned to the ledge to look out, taking care to keep under
cover as much as possible, for they were in fe from
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A cou Bunt Bill ee ‘Hawkeye’ s arm. |

“Look!” he said, and, following the direction of his
finger, Hawkeye beheld a large number of redskins busily
engaged in dragging down to the water immense quanti-

ties of freshly- chopped down branches, which, after lash-

ing them together with green withies, they floated upon
the river.

“What-is their game now ?” asked Hawkeye.

“To reach us,” replied Cody; “though I don’t see how
they are going to do it.” i ee

‘Anyway,’ : growled Ned,
Tt won't be oy more comfortable here if they join us.’

So-saying, he carefully examined his rifle, then, extract-

ing a cartridge from his inside breast pocket; slipped it in,
and, taking aim at an Indian who was very busy floating
the wood, fired.

No result followed,. and Hoe ed, but wit th 20,

better luck.

Then Buffalo Bill loaded his sada piece, and, aa
ing rapidly along the barrel, fired. -

An Indian fell.

Another and another shot followed: and eten ae
redskins had fallen, the rest took to their heels and-ran.

“Your rifle doesn’t carry quite far enough,’’ said Cody;

“and soon I expect they will get out of my reach, though.

I half believe they wonder where the shot came from, for
the noise of the fall drowns the report.”
A number of puffs of smoke and: flashes were seen from
aniong the trees on the bank, but, the bullets fell short.
“Fire away, my beauties, and waste your ammunition,”
said Ned. ee will be theless for- vow if. we get to
close quarters.” ie

The mass of brand was then seen is be slowly mov-

ing up stream, propeled either by redskins in the water,
‘or by-ropes from the bank. .

~ Hour. after hour the work of adding to the great heap
went on, until it had assumed vast dimensions.

‘Fully two hundred Indians were engaged upon it, and
being quite out of range, rey exposed themselves freely
to view.

Canoes were fastened on the outside of this immense
heap, and by and by, all being ready, warriors got into
the canoes, others plunged into the water, holding and
clinging to the immense mass of brushwood, while others
on the bank, it was seen, guided the whole by means of

ropes, which they had that inorning or during the night.

manufactured.

The miniature floating forest began iow ly to float down

stream, the men in the canoes Ce out until they
bore it well into the middle of the tiver. Ihe ropes from

the bank kept the branches from going too far to the
right, and, the current not taking that effect. upon a mass
rs jmaterial that it did upon a solid boat, it soon

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became ovideut ie the ereat raft. would ‘most likely
strike the Pipe-bowl Rock.

Things began to look serious, and ee Bill asickly.
saw that something must be done. :
_ It was clear from the way in which thei ous kept
opening that the Indians were uttering wild yells ef de-
light at the success of their stratagem, while those on the
banks who were not hanging on to the ropes were oe
with delight.

“Pick off the warriors in the canoes,” said Buffalo Bill
to his companions, when the raft had got well within.
tange; and setting an example, he put a bullet in the chest.
of the savage in the foremost boat.

Hawkeye and Ned followed suit, and soon half a dozen
Indians had sunk into the water to arise no more. |

But now the great raft was gétting dangerously near,
and the current swirling and jostling the mass along
without any help from the paddles, the braves in the
canoes opened a heavy fire upon ee Bill vee his com-:
panions.

The three had to seek cover and to take careful aim
before firing, for, with their limited stock of ammunition,
none could be wasted.

Dae unwieldy mass got nearer, dashing among the
rocks, now straining with all its force at the ropes which
held it from the bank, now seeming as if, in spite of all
their efforts, it would fall away again toward the left
bank and topple over the falls.

But, with diabolical ingenuity, the Trae managed it
until it got so.close. that the wild yells of the Blackfeet
could be distinctly heard above the noise of the falls.

The three whites kept up a galling fire upon their ene-
mies, every dusky form being covered as soon as it ,
appeared. _

But the warriors in ‘the canoes were making them-
selves very annoying, and their bullets flew dangerously
near to the three friends, but as if by a Pe es
none of them was struck.

All of a sudden the Indians left off firing, though they
more than once presented their pieces.

“This ’ere mist ’as sp’ilt all their amminition,” chuckled
Ned.” “Now we can come out and ce ‘em oe like,
snipe.” ae a

He stood up, and, taking deliberate aim, fired, and
fetched a chief out of one of the canoes. His two friends
followed his example, and the execution among the In-
dians was terrible.

The redskins altered their tactics.

The great raft was not now mote than thirty bee
away and in fairly calm water.

Armed with only their tomahawks, a Auber ‘ek the
redskins threw themselves into the water and began to

       
 

 

 

  

 
 

 

 

 

 

  

“swim toward the ledge on which Buffalo Bill and his
companions stood. ,

In spite of the bullets which rained upon them, a good
many succeeded in reaching it, ae with demoniacal yells
of fury scrambled on to it.

‘ Then it was that the last of the whites’ ammunition
was expended. It was rifle butt against tomahawk, and a
fight was waged on that rock, the memory of which lived
in the minds of the Blackfeet for many a year. —

The Indians were puffed out with their long exertions,
or they must have prevailed, but the rifles of Cody and

Ned swept circles around them, while the ax of Hawk-

eye arose and fell till the ledge ran with blood.

Twice were the redskins driven back into the water,
only to swarm on again, until a yell from one announced
that the great raft was breaking away from the ropes and
would be hurled over the falls. .

The reds hesitated for a moment and gave the three
hunters an opportunity to breathe.

A fresh attack by Buffalo Bill decided them, and, leap-
ing back again into the water, they made for the raft,
signaling wildly to their companions to haul them in to the
‘shore again.

This they began to do, though when they got away from
the shelter of the Pipe-bowl Rock the force of the current
tore and pulled at the raft, wresting great pieces and
sometimes a red-skinned body off and dashing eu over
the falls.

Still the remainder got nearer and nearer to the ledge,
when something glittering like a flash of silver flew out
from the bank, coming close to the raft and appearing to
cause great consternation, both among those on the bank
and those in the canoes.

‘The raft, too, bobbed about in a most unsteady manner, |

several leaping from it and ae their chance at
swimming.

‘Again a bright a came from the bank, when the

raft swung around and around a minute and then bobbed

out into midstream, swirling this way and that, every
moment gaining impetus, until at last with a final plunge
it went out of sight of Buffalo Bill and his companions
and dashed over the falls.

While it was close to the shore several Indians had got
into the canoes at the corners, and cutting them loose, had
managed to paddle ashore, while a few had swum, but
the. greater portion had been killed by the three on the
rocks or gone over the falls to meet their death in the
waters below.

The disaster that had befallen such a large number of
the redskins filled the three white men for a minute with
a feeling of horror.

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of the Indians had been so sudden that for a moment it

upset even their iron nerves.

“It|seemed to me almost as though some.one threw a
tomahawk and cut the rope,” said Buffalo Bill.

“There is small doubt of that,’ assented Ned. “There
were two thrown, I can vouch for, and they were sent-
with an any oe aim, for did their work ina
marvelous manner.’

“I know only one man who can hurl an ax like that,”
said Hawkeye, “and that’s the Indian chief Ulwe. De-
pend upon it, Ulwe is there on shore and is working with
us and for us, according to his own notions of fighting.”

“Maybe he is,” said Ned, dryly, “and maybe he isn’t.
Anyway, he might as well have stayed with us, and then
we should ha’ known we could count on four men instead
Of three.

Hawkeye only smiled at Ned’s ill-concealed dislike of
all Indians, and they busied themselves removing all
traces of the fight on the ledge.

_ During the rest of the day nothing further was at-:
tempted against them by the Indians, though it was ob-
served that they were now on both banks of the river and
in great numbers.

“In all my experience of a long tite, I never remember
being in such a predicament as this,” said Buffalo Bull to
Hawkeye.

“Here we are pretty safe from attack, for no one can
get at us; but at the same time we can't get away, SO, as
far as I can see, if the scoundrels on the banks only have
patience enough, they are bound to starve us either into
surrender or till we die.” ae

“Tt seems to me as if we was in a kind of trap,” re-
marked Ned. ‘‘How on airth do we leave this place?—
not by the way we came, that’s sartain, for no mortal
boat could’ stem that current.”

“There is a way,’ said Hawkeye, Guiedy: “but L am
bound by oath not to show any one unless I get permis-
sion from Ulwe, who showed it to me. Do not despair,
my friends ; depend ae it, the. Indian will not desert

“9?

us.

CHAPTER VY.
THROUGH THE FALLS.

‘The night was a murky one.

Large masses of dark clouds flitted across the face of
the moon, occasionally quite obliterating it.

Hawkeye sat in the same place as on the proces night,
but his mind was uneasy.

He seemed to scent the approach of danger, and in that
wild and eerie spot the very uncertainty of the direction
from which the danger would come, or of the shape it
would take, tended to increase his uneasiness. ane

  
   

13.

. The noise of the fall precluded all chance of Hawkeye’s
ears informing him of the proximity of the foe; he could
be dependent upon his eyes alone, and on such a murky
night he was doubly at the mercy of a determined foe.
His gaze was fixed on the comparatively still water in
front of him, when, without any warning, a dark head
bobbed up out of it almost at his very feet.
Hawkeye jumped up and gripped his rifle tightly, pre-
pared for any emergency. .
“Ugh, my brother keeps good watch,” said a deep
voice, as the owner thereof proceeded to scramble up on
to the ledge and to shake himself like a dog.
-“Ulwe, the friendly Indian!” exclaimed Hawkeye.
“Ulwe himself come to save his friends,’ replied the
Indian.
‘How did you get here?”
“Tyo not speak too loud, though indeed none can hea
above the voice of the Water God.
“But enemies are near; they are as numerous as the
fishes in the water.”
“How do you know?” te
“T have been with them. But half an hour ago I left
them, and diving into quiet water, reached the channel

which I showed you years ago and taught you how to

navigate.

“T swam here, and there is not another Indian but Ulwe
who could have done this thing.”

Hawkeye looked with surprise at the muscular figure

before him, for he had indeed performed a feat that was

almost incredible.
Yet there he was in support of his statement.
“Was it you who threw the tomahawk and cut the rope
that bound their raft this morning?”
The Indian smiled proudly.
‘“Ulwe’s hand threw two tomahawks,”
both did theit work.

he said, “and

“The Blackfeet dogs sent some of their young men to —

hunt Ulwe,*but the chief drew them away from their fel-
lows, and the Blackfeet maidens will mourn for their war-
riors.. Look!”

He held up one end of the wampum belt that encircled
his waist, and Hawkeye perceived that five scalps, evi-
dently recently tore from the enemy’s Lands, had been
added to those already there.

“Well, you fight after your own fashion,” he said. _

“Ts not Ulwe a man, the first fighting man of the
friendly Indians? But we talk like squaws. There is
work to be done; the Blackfeet thirst for the blood of
their enemies, and in a short time they will be here.”

“Here!”

“On this rock.

The Blackfeet are cunning. They

have plaited ‘a long ey ve they have passed right
nded from two tall trees, one

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on each bank. The rope passes over at the back of us,
and along this the braves will pass until they reach the
rock, They will then make their way here, when they

‘hope to catch us in a trap.”

“Have you seen this rope?”

“Il have, and have overhead their plans.
idea, but we can defeat it.”

“The curtain of Minne-gah-tohl.”’

“Hush! Speak not that name. Before we seék the
secret way our mark must be left upon these dogs.”

Leaving Ulwe to watch, Hawkeye sought his compan-
ions, and told them what had occurred.

‘They were instantly on the alert, and, each in his own
way preparing for the fight, they rejoined the Indian.

“Tist !’? whispered the chief, pointing to a spot on the
rocks. a little distance behind them, and toward their left.

A thin black line seemed waving in the wind, looking
like a tendril of some sinuous plant.

They all kept in the shadow, watching this line, which
waved and bobbed about, until with a start they saw
that a black ficure was outlined against the sky behind.

If they had possessed any ammunition it would have
been an easy matter to pick him off, or even had the
Indian his bow; but this he had hidden upon the bank,
and so there was nothing to do but to wait in silence for
the attack.

it is a clever

Hawkeye and the chief had axes, Buffalo Bill and
Ned their heavy rifles, which made formidable clubs, and
all had strong knives, which they could use at close
quarters. ;

One after another the redskins were seen coming along
the rope, working their way across, hand over hand,
until their feet rested upon the slippery rock, when in the
darkness their forms were lost to sight. .

“We can't stay here to meet them, ” said Buffalo Bill
to Hawkeye.

“T should say the best thing would be make a stand
in the passage that leads to the cavern.’

“T will ask the chief what he thinks,” replied Hawkeye.

The chief was of Buffalo Bill’s opinion, so the whole ©
party fell back to the mouth of the passage, and being
quite in the dark, were entirely out of sight.

The width of the entrance would allow only two to
stand side by side, and there was a momentary disagree- —
ment as to who should fill-the post of honor, all being
eager to bear the first brunt.

Eventually Hawkeye and Ulwe, being ‘more suitably
armed for a fight in a limited space, prevailed upon theit
companions to allow them to stand first, there being aay f
no room to swing a rifle in. :

In this way they waited, firm and deterinined, but mio-
tionless as statues.

Presently out of the ledge beyond they saw. a figure,

 

 
 

  
    
 

Mping and crouching, peering here and there, every
nerve on the alert, knife in one hand, tomahawk in the
other.-;

The fret ee. was Siow ed hy a second, he by a He
fourth, and so on, until quite a crowd were on the ledge.

It was clear, from the systematic way in which they
were searching, that the passage would soon be found, and
then the battle would commence.

At last two stalwart warriors, advancing
found the entrance.

The universal. “Ugh!” faltered the discovery, and
numbers came crowding around.

The first two peered in, but saw oe in the dense
blackness; the pressure behind drove them forward and
they entered, two more close behind.

With. awful suddenness there was a groan and. a stmoth-
ered cry, while the two foremost Blackfeet toppled head-
long to the ground.

The two behind stood paralyzed a moment, and. that

moment was fatal to them.

They saw two shadowy forms in the blackness, there
was a faint gleam before their eyes, and four lifeless red-
skins lay welteri ing in their blood.

With wild yells of terror the rest turned and fled, while
Hawkeye and the Indian stood expectant.

“That's more than a red can stomach,” said Ned.

side by: eS

“To be killed neg oak seeing their foe 1 is too much for):

3lackfeet courage.”

Nevertheless, HI a ey minutes two braves were seen
crawling on hands and knees to the entrance, and when
they got near enough they seized the body of their dead
comrade lying nearést to them and dragged it away.

When they got it into the moonlight and saw the stab
over the heart which had ended his ‘Aife they set De
terrible howl. _ :

Moreover, ‘the man had been killed by the. ccly
Indian, who had afterward torn the bleeding scalp from
his head, and this ‘sight aroused the: Blackfeet to mad
S Lury.

They saw now that oe unseen foe. was mortal, and
raising their wat whoop, a dozen of them dashed toward

the passage, struggling with each. other i in their mad de-

sire to be first.

The foremost couple met the doom of their four fel-
lows, but almost before they were down two others had
taken their places, and the struggle became appalling

vit its ferocity, :

With knife and ax a and Ulge cut and hacked,
while their assailants, pressing one over the other, came on
with hideous, ear-splitting yells, often striking the roof
and sides of the narrow sRanraee in their mad fury and

_ blood lust. s
A tomahawk, hurled from behind,

   

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on the chest. Luckily the back of the blade came against
him or the blow must have been fatal.

As it was he staggered back, but Buffalo Bill stepped
forward and took his place.

He had some time. before possessed himself of the
tomahawk of a dead Blackfoot, and now, swinging the _
weapon around his head, he attacked the Indians.

His magnificent strength and the rapidity of his blows
drove them back, and again with cries of fear they retired.

The passage was entirely choked with corpses, which »
formed an impassable barrier to both attackers and
defenders. :

The Indian from his exertions was now breathing heav-
ily, and he stepped to Hawkeye’s side to ascertain if he
was much hurt. Deas

“It’s only a bruise,” panted Hawkeye. “I shall be all
right in a Tew minutes, and can take my place in the
front again.’’ .

“No more fight to-night; go now,’ said Ulwe.

Then, stepping up to Buffalo Bill, he said:

‘‘T have a way of retreat. By and by, Blackfoot will
fight again. Can you hold him back ten, fifteen minutes ¢”

CLA piv arid) daresay T shall succeed.”

“Good: In that time I come to fetch you. .

Then, taking Hawkeye, he hurried away toward the
cavern,

They went to the smallest ‘or the passages which led

from the large hall-like cave, and lighting a torch with

flint and steel, the Indian directed Hawkeye to assist him

in moving a huge bowlder from the side of the passage,

so that it nearly closed the opening. :
This was an almost herculean task and took some time.
Meanwhile the Blackfeet, now working silently, had

dragged their dead and wounded comrades away one by

one until the path was clear. A number of them then
threw their knives and tomahawks into the back passage,

by guess, of course, but several of them inflicted flesh
- wounds on Buffalo Bill and Ned, who pressed close to the

sides of the tunnel, retreating at the same time.
Then came another rush, which the two scouts met

with undaunted bravery.

Their axes wrought death and destruction around
them, and again the passage was choked with dead.

But the strain was beginning to tell even upon Buffalo
Bill’ s iron. frame, his breath came and went in spasmodic

gasps.

Hurled back once more and encumbered by their own

_ dead and wounded, the Indians had again paused in their
attack, and the respite was welcome to the two scouts.

They were wondering what the next move of their im-
placable foe would be, when the form of the friendly In-
dian glided up imperceptibly behind them.

He touched Buffalo Bill on the shoulder, and whisper-
     

   

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ing the one word “Follow!” retired again into the
‘darkness,

The two defenders of the passage recognized that it
was best to take Ulwe’s advice and, as swiftly as they

could, they went in the direction he had taken toward the

_ cavern. :
As the passage widened they saw the tall form of the

Indian in front of them, a lighted torch of resinous pine-:

wood now in his hand.

They all made their way quickly toward the cavern, not
‘a moment too soon, for the shrill whoops behind then
told them the Blackfeet were now in pursuit.

They hurried along, for to be caught in the open cavern
and surrounded could mean but one of two things—death
or capture, which would assuredly end by a lingering
death under torture.

They, therefore, quickened their steps, and soon saw
Hawkeye at the mouth of the smaller passage, impa-
tiently waiting for his friends. —

As they reached the entrance to the small passage a

band of Blackfeet burst into the cavern, and with horrid |

yells rushed across to secure their fancied victims.

These, however, darted into the passage, when Hawk-
eye and Ulwe, directing the other two to assist them,
exerted all their strength, and, with a mighty heave, rolled
the massive stone down into the opening, where it fell
with a crash that reverberated through the cavern, com-
pletely filling up the aperture and effectually stopping all
further pursuit.

The Indian now led the way through a regular maze
of tunnel-like passages worn out of the solid rock, until
they came to a black, yawning hole at their feet.

Here they found a ladder made of Indian rope, which
Ulwe descended, leaving his torch with Hawkeye, who
followed the Indian down. Then came Ned, and, lastly,
Buffalo Bill.

At the bottom they found they were in another cavern,
which, as they rapidly crossed, grew wider.

The air got fresher, too, ae they advanced the roar
of the falls, which they had temporarily got away from,
sounded now louder than ever. i

A sudden turn brought them out on a ledge and showed
the moonlight shining on such a scene, that Buffalo Bill
and Ned, to whom it was quite new, rubbed their eyes in
syonderment and admiration.

Right in front of them, but some yards beyond, was a

wall of water falling like a silver sheet from the rocks -

above them into the foaming basin below.
They were then actually on a level with the bottom of

the falls, which fell from above them. . Yet, save the

spray, they were perfectly dry.

The moon, w a was shining directly on the water,

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holding his breath for what seemed an age, he at last

shone through it and-made it look like shining mercu™
while the spray looked like silver rain.

“Great snakes!” ejaculated Ned, ob never see the likes
o’ this in all my life!”

“Tt is a magnificent spectacle,” said Buffalo Bill;
“though, for the life of me, I am‘ unable to account for
our being able to be here.”

“It is quite simple,” said Hawkeye. “The rocks above
over which the torrent falls are some dozen yards further
forward than that on which we now stand.

“The upper layer is granite, the under of limestone,
which in the course of ages has been worn away by water _
action.

“The upper ledge throws the volume far out beyond us,
but not being able to see the water from the banks it is
impossible to tell this, though it is a secret handed down
oe the headmen of the friendly Indians for ages and
ages.’

No time was left for wonderment or ees

Much was still to be done.

Ulwe led the way down over the now slippery rocks
until they stood upon the very brink of the dark-looking
water twenty feet below them.

They were now close to the curtain of the fall, and 1 ina
few words Hawkeye explained the next step.

“Attached to this rock is a chain,” he said.

“Holding by this we have to lower ourselves right down
through the fall, and then make a dive for it. The force
of the water carries you forward until yoy get beyond

‘the swirl, then strike for the ae bank, to which we are

nearest.”

“Tt seems almost like committing suicide,” said Ned.
“T have done it three times, and it is not such a feat as
it seems,” replied Hawkeye. .

“Of course, there is danger, but it is our only chance
of lite.”

“Do as I do; all will be well,” said the Indian; auth
which words he stuck his tomahawk through his belt,
and, seizing the chain with both hands, swung off into
the fall. :

~The three watched him with bated breath, fatit reach-

ing the level of the water, he made a aes and disap-

peared from sight.
Buffalo Bill insisted upon going next himself, and se-

curing his rifle to his back he started.

“On reaching the water, plunge deep and Se to your
right when the current throws you up again,” said Hawk-
eye, and Buffalo Bill followed the Indian.

Ned went next, and Hawkeye followed close aiter
him. ae
He took the plunge into the seething water and felt
himself hurled forward with indescribable velocity, but

  
 

 

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

   
   

Jamie to the ls again 1 and struck out wildly Me ie
Bi nay Lee an
He came Soca 4 to a form supporting something i in 1 the
Woe he

In an instant he saw it was Buftala: Bill: swimming

with one arm while he held up Ned’s head with the other.
“He struck himself against oe said Buffalo
Bill, Vaticd 1s half stunned.”

‘Hawkeye came to his assistance, and in ten minutes they
"had both reached the shore ee ie aan oy a inile below
the fall. ; ae

The tall ek of the ide was oedne ‘on the bank,
and seeing something was wrong , he plunged in again,
and assisted the two hunters in see | Ned ashore. —

He was ‘not a great” deal see but was considerably
bruised. ae

“He will soon be. able to arate ’ said Uhwe
“A little of the we man’s: firewater orond do him
good.” Neat :
“Bully for you,’
words, een ae ont
“Td give the best pelt I ever fed! Lota toothful of
a. now, ae I ae I's shall never have t to 0 take such a
‘bath again.’
“Make for the Red Ash Wood,” said Ulwe.

“1 will join you there before sunrise. 1 have to finish
‘the night’s work,’ and with these words he disappeared,
leas the three white men to do their best to cai his
advice.

’ muttered: Ned, who had caght the

‘CHAPTER VE |
AN UNPLEASANT. COMPANION,

- The old: scout, ‘Ned. Bates, was: “considerably bpocked
avons

Less fortunate than his companions, he had. taken ne
dive a little too! much one side or the other, or had-been
‘caught firmer in the current ; anyhow, he had been.thrown
with considerable violence against a rock, and had not
Buffalo Bill been just within grasp of him when he arose
to the surface, his adventures would have. ended forever
with him there and then. es

But his. two friends, uset. to heen all inde a he
soon got him on his feet, and then, supporting each one
an arm, they started off out of the bright moonlight and
plunged into the shadows of the trees. _

Though the season was midstmmer ‘they were. all bit-

terly cold, their saturated garments clinging | to. their
bodies and causing them to shiver with the night air.

_. he brisk exercise, however, soon circulated their blood,
A they felt the advantage, of the motion after being so
Jong cooped up in the Pipe-bowl Rock. pers
Without any adventure they ‘reached Red Boh Wood,

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a very thickly-wooded spot situated at the top of some ris-
ne eee commanding a ae view of the country

around.

Hawkeye went toa nae well known to Ulwe and him-
self, and, taking off their clothes, they did their best by
wringing them and hanging the heaviest articles on the
trees .to. make themselves more comfortable.

Sul they. passed avery. uncomfortable hour until sud-

denly a crackling of dry leaves and twigs was heard, and
an instant after the shriek of an owl.

Hawkeye replied, to it, and the form of. the friendly Ins
dian stepped out of the shadow of the trees.

It was seen that he carried something over his shoulder,
W hich on. closer. inspection proved to be a young fawn
in splendid condition. .

This was a most welcome sight. ne

ve my brothers hungry: ?? asked Ulwe.

“T can answer “for us all, Tnjun,’ Vbeplied Neds were
nigh on starvin’.. Fightin’, and swimmin’, and marchin’
for hours is apt to make the stomach empty.”

Ly brother shall be fed,” said Ulwe, shortly.

Ee set to” work GigsIng a hole in the ground with his
tomahawk. . ee

Buffalo. Bill understood his idea, and he and Hawkeye
working with him, they soon had a hole two feet oo ead
four feet across hollowed Ot a

_ While those three then collected ‘dry “qood. Ned, as

well as he could i in the bad light, skinned and dressed the

young deer.

_ The wood being collected, Ulwe, with Aint and steel,
soon had. a spark. which smouldered on some dry leaves,
and in a few minutes was fanned into a flame. -

As the dry sticks crackled and blazed, all three of the
white men crowded around for the. welcome warmth.

- “Tg this safe?” asked Hawkeye of Ulwe, pointing to the
fire.

‘An Indian gives his enemies no chance. _

_ “There are no foes this side the river for ‘twenty ‘miles
around, and our fire could not be seen twenty yar ds off. i

“What of the Blackfeet: Pat
they are mostly on the Pipe-bowl Rock, and few, if
any, will ever reach the land. Seal |

‘But the rope—they can return oe) 1

“Ulwe. always finishes his work,” said the ‘Indian,

proudly. “It was to sever the rope that I returned,

ab eat the strands almost through on each side. Th e

‘first who. attempt to cross will break the rope and perish
‘in the falls; they must then wait for their a © te
rescue them, or take their chances by swimming.

~ We have seen ‘the last ot those dog gs and jackals.

+ “They can go home to their’ lodges; and mourn for

their young men who have found: warriors’ deaths.”
The venison by this time was making progress in “bake

  

 
 

 

    

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ing, and presently was ‘sufficiently cooked to ae the
a men.

They picked the bones clean, and then, warmer and .

drier than they had been for some long time, they lay
themselves down to ee rans turns, however, one at a
time, to watch. ;

In this way the best part of the day was passed. In
the afternoon, Ulwe having with his bow replenished the
larder, dinner was cooked and eaten, and, after a drink of
water from a spring which bubbled up some distance
away, the four adventurers began to feel pretty fit again.
“TE we only nd horses and a supply of ammunition,”
sdid Buffalo Bill, “we might dety anybody ; those are the
only requisites necessary to make us appreciate the fun,
and those things we must get.”

“What do you propose to do now?” asked Haw keye.

“Strike across country, due east, until we reach Fort
Hudson; there we shall be able to get what we want, and
shall learn all the news as well.”

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“Tt’s a good lift from here,’ ye Pawkeye ‘medi-
tatively.

“Five score of miles if it’s a yard,” said Buffalo Bill.

“Two days’ journey,’ ’ interposed the Indian.

“For an Jnjun, not for a white,” interrupted Ned.
“We ain’t all human deer like you and Buffalo Bill.”

Ulwe took no notice, and as the sun began to sink, the
small party made their ee for starting on their
long and dangerous march. | .

Their clothes were eee: me and dey were
rested.

Their rifles were thoroughly dried and Loe but, of
course, were useless until they got a fresh yee a
ammunition.

The Indian leading, they started off, Buffalo Bill and...

Hawkeye coming next, Ned bringing up the rear.
Hour after hour they traveled on, making a halt for
their evening meal, then continuing their journey.
Best part of the next day was spent in resting, when,
in the same order as before, they continued their journey.
‘During the afternoon the vigilance of the Indian and
Buffalo Bill had greatly increased, and, from numerous
half-obliterated traces, both saw that several parties of
_ mounted Indians had within the last few days crossed and
recrossed the country they were passing over.
“The braves are assembling BOI wilee here, : should
think,” said Buffalo Bill.
‘What is your opinion, Ulwe?”’
“My white brother reads the signs right.
“The warriors have met in twos and threes here and
gone forward a : Q
“We shall soon have si ignt/of
mistaken.”

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was evident they were in an ei Suara ues

 

‘They pushed forward ee fo in shee presefit con-
dition they were ill fitted to meet : an attack from any. Bige
number of redskins. aS

It was pretty late at night when, as they were cated
on the outskirts of a clump of enormous trees, the Indian
fell forward on to his face, as though he had been shot.

Hastening to his side, Hawkeye perceived that Ulwe
was lying with his ear to the ground, intently listening.

In a few moments he arose to his feet.

“Horsemen,” he muttered, “coming this way.”

All were immediately on the alert, Buffalo Bill, ee
long habit, bringing his deadly rifle around ready | for
action. = |

Remembering, he iovered the butt to the ona,

Ulwe paused a moment, as if thinking, then, moving in
among the trees, beckoned to the others, muttering:

“Climb tree; see all and not be seen.’

- Suiting the action to the words, he selected one ee

which the branches grew pretty low down.

He scon reached a big branch some distance ep, ae

" he made himself perfectly secure.

~The others similarly disposed of fic mlcclecs Haan
and Ned together in a. knotty old oak, and Buffalo Bill
some distance away in a similar tree.

By this time the thud of hoofs and the voices of. the
riders could be distinctly heard as they came nearer and

* nearer.

cli eae out of the darkness, a band of In-
dians became visible. doe

They were in their war dress, their» waving plumes fad
crests of feathers extending right down their backs, and
their long, tufted lances proclaiming them those magni-
ficent horsemen of the -prairie—Sioux.

They were coming along at a walk, laughing and ee
tering together—a sure sign that not one of them dreamed
of an enemy anywhere near, and that they had no very
serious business on hand.

Buffalo Bill was sitting on his branch, watching the
Indians and counting them.

There were fifteen in all, mostly. young men, one mid-
dle-aged warrior leading.

_Admiring the way. in which they code, Buffalo Bill was
lost in contemplation, when the rocking of the pane on
which he sat ‘arrested his. attention.

He strained his gaze, but through the thick a ad

distinguish nothing.

Yet it was quiet evident that some one was ae

ing him.

He was ina very awkward predicament.

To make any disturbance was to draw the attention of
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unless he wanted to lose his

“ade

HS eeven. it was one of his Someone but
no, none but himself had climbed that tree.
He drew his hunting knife and gripped it firmly.

The rocking of the branch got worse.

- Whoever it was was coming closer.

The thick leaves were suddenly thrust. aside, and Buf-
falo Bill beheld a pair of green eyes glaring at. him; a
huge; black snout and double row of gleaming white teeth
showed him that a great grizzly bear had smelt. him out
and meant attacking him.

Under ordinary circumstances this would have been bad
enough, but prevented as he was for his companions’
sake from making any noise and drawing the attention
of the Sioux to the spot, the situation was difficult indeed.

Yet Buffalo Bill never foes oe heroism was equal
to the occasion:

If must be, die he oa soorier than bring. trouble
upon his companions; and so he sat staring at the huge
monster, which advanced until they were literally face to
face, the keen, fearless eyes of Buffalo Bill staring into

“those of the monster until the huge brute quailed beneaih

their gaze, and he pufted his rue breath in the scout’s
face.
And thus, nine ie Pe ee within. a ‘stone's
throw, the two kings o the WY est sat cone into one an-
other's faces, ed ae

The first move was made by eae, who sent tiring of
his occupation, or getting stared out of countenance,

raised one huge paw garnished with murderous-looking

nails, and made a savage strike at Buffalo Bill's chest.
The scout was alert, though, and quicker than Bruin.

As the paw was raised, he slashed his hunting knife
across the back of it with all his might. The keen blade
cut down to the bone, and the huge brute, with a roar of
mingled rage and pain that seemed to shake the very tree,
drew back the injured member, and licked away the blood.

The pain, however, getting no better, the bear, thor-
oughly enraged, came on again, ae the most terrify-
ie roars and growls. :

Fortunately his first outburst had been so sudden that,
ringing out on the stillness of the night, it had frightened
one of the Indians’ horses, evidently a young and badly-
broken one. It had dashed off, almost unseating his
rider, and his companions, with shouts. and laughter, fol-
lowed him, their savage natures aroused by the sight of
the struggle which the Indian was waging with his horse
~~a struggle which could but end in the victory of the
rider, for their brutality to their horses is proverbial.

_ Anyhow the accident had the effect of taking the troop
of Indians away, ana they were. soon. quite out of ear-
‘snot, wich for Buffa.o Biil was a most fortunate thing.

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The bear tied approached again, when a second slash
from the keen knife elicited a fresh succession of terrible.
roars, the blade having severed the tendon of the front
near leg. nt

The beast, now reduced. to three bee reared himself
upon his hindquarters, and blowing forth the froth and°-
foam from his great mouth as he advanced, clambered
down upon the intrepid scout.

To come to close quarters meant instant death, for once
within the embrace of a grizzly, ribs, back, and arms
would in a moment be crushed to a shapeless mass.

Buffalo Bill’s presence of mind did not desert him in
this extremity, however.

In an instant he was standing on the branch, next he
had made a spring, caught a branch above him, exerted -
all his strength, and pulled himself up level with it,

“breasting the bar,” as an athlete would term it.

To pull up his legs, kneel, then stand upon it, was all
done as quickly as related, when he stood looking down,
his feet just above the bear’s huge head.

Had it not been for his wounded foreleg, the grizzly
would quickly have followed his prey.

As it was, he stood glaring, as if he were reckoning
what was best to be done. -

The scout,’ however, was quicker of thought than the
bear.

He ees his rifle, and with ihe ae pliable cine of
it, lashed his hunting-knife to the end of the barrel,
bayonet-wise, and taking careful aim, thrust it down with
all his might into the broad chest of the huge brute.

There was a roar of anguish; the bear in his death ag-
ony leaped up and caught, a ‘paws and mouth, the
branch that Cody was standing upon ; there was a smap-
ping, rending sound, and bear, man, and branch came |
crashing down together.

The bear fell undermost, and Buffalo Bill came full
upon his body, bouncing off again like a ball, however,
and rising to his feet a yard away, little oS wor se for his
adventure. :

The other three came running up at the same moment,
but the bear, save for a spasmodic ‘jerking of aS great

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limbs, was quite still.

: Buffalo Bill’s knife, da home with the hunter’ S$ un-

erring instinct, had reached his heart.

A few words sufficed to tell his fricnee all. that had

happened ; and the Indian, who had crept out to look after

the Sioux, returned with the intelligence that all was
well.
The noise ie bear had ee had not De sused their

suspicions, and they were far away, all danger being over

for the present. ee
_ “My friends,” said Buffalo Bill, “

help me skin this
gentleman,” pointing to the bear. pe

 
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“Some steaks off him will prove very. ne to us,

and I intend his skin to be yet mote useful.

© "T have a plan which, if it succeeds, ‘will get us out of

our present pickle and put us once more on an. co

with our friends the redskins.”

Without asking questions, his companions. did as they
were bidden, and the catcass of the bear, denuded of ekin
and the choicest part of the flesh, was left for the wolves
and jackals, while the small party followed in the tracks
made ee the Sioux.

“CHAPTER Mela
BUFFALO. BILL'S RUSE,

Buffalo Bill and the Indian walked ahead, deep in con-
versation. “The trail was as easy to. follow as a broad
path, though the direction taken was not that in which
ne had previously been traveling. —

- They covered several miles in this fashion, woul Buf-
falo Bill, dropping back to his two companions, the Ju-
dian went forward alone at a jog-trot, La

Buffalo Bill, who had up till now carried the bear’s
skin himself, passed his burden to: ‘Ned, and then detailed
his plan.

“Look here, my friends,’ he said,
by foot is very slow work.

“With a good horse beneath us we can go on for any
length of time, but we are only wasting time 11 this
marching. it
"Troe for you, Buffer,”
are yer goin’ to help it: ce
“Very. siniply. a

“Those Sioux that passéd ts last night have good
steeds, and counting the Indian we are four men against
them.

“What they've got we want anid must get.’

Is a bold idee, Buffer ;

We ey
And Ned paused corny
Open force is of io avail, ~~
“T have a plan which occurred. to me when one of their
horse es bolted on hearing the bear roar, |.
“If you'll take your instructions from meé and back 1 me
up, I think we shall soon have a good mount.

“Ned here, I know; cam play. the bear, but to-night I
propose to play him myself.”

Without further talk on the subject they. cautiously
advanced, keeping a sharp lookout for any signs of a
camp-fire or for the form of an advanced Tndian sentry.

A good many miles were covered, however, before they
met any cause to slacken their ‘speed.

_ Then Buffalo Bill extended his arm to arrest. the prog-
ress of his companions. a

a Tist” he said,
oe 1 Indian ele in front of us. and coming
toward jass).) |

ay leas)

aT cai
us long

ENS) 10

“this ne of ours

assented Ned; “though how

but. without firearms,

\

’ explained Hawkeye.
is war. plume in a moment.
-epend upon it,’
nemation of these words, Ulwe—tor he it
was—ta. arm and beckoned the three toward him.
a Whee they?” asked Buffalo Bill, eagerly. ig
‘ln aly ; valley about a mile south.” 5,

He has. seen

1.

fell into the

BILL STORIES,

“What watch do they keap?’
Bah! they are boys; they keep no. watch.
_-“Vhe old warrior is a Squaw, and his words are as
many as his wits are few.”
“Now, boys,” explained. Durtalo Ue
those. horses.

“In this bear’s skin I shall be able to pee ae
close and shall hide w hile the Indian secures four horses.
J shall then rush in ain 1ong the rest and stampede them,

a a going ie di iit

‘Ned, you will wait in.a certain spot we shall fix upon,

with. the rifles, e¢ Ge and we'll pick you up as we
pass, and keeping well behind the stampeded hor ses we
must drive them out of reach of the Sioux.

“Hawkeye, oe had better assist Ulwe in securing the
nags. at

‘Prese: pe linia being settled, they advanced 38

single file, the Indian leading the way.

0 very footstep had to be ‘carefully’ chosen, ang it was
a iong and tiring task advancing upon the Sioux camip..

_ Presently, however, the. olimmer of a fire was seen
some distance below them; then a second camé in, sight,
and the Indian camp. lay. beneath,

The dour adventurers circled tight ayenng to the. ex
treme left ee until they reached the bottorn
of the valley, being then on a level with the cainp..

AA spot was chosen, marked by a solitary tree of very
peculiar formation, and here Ned was.to avait the res Wit
of the attempt...

lf it met with bad success and one or all fie nu ids
hands of the enemy, he was to use his dis-
cretion, and either attempt a rescue, follow on their trail,
or do whatever he considered best under. the cireuin-
Pee. an :

Buffalo Bill, aang himself of his upper’ garments,
now got into the bear's skin, drawing the head ever his
own, and pushing his arms. into the fore paws of the
beast, while the’ hind: ones: totic ched the ground behind
ium. Nee
_ All being ready, they started. Ss

The Indian; lying flat on his stomach, ee thes Moise-
less, gliding motion of a serpent, began to advance. .

Hawkeye, from his long residence. among the Indians,
well able to do likewise, lowed. and lastly” came a huge
grizzly, rolling clumsily along. taking no Motice ot ‘the
men in front. of him.
In half an hour they had got quite closes to the: camp,
and not by -the slightest. sound. ee BaeY | betrayed ee
ee re

. They paused: to ee ue hee a the: ole
The horses were corraled together after the. Sioux
fashion, being also hobbled with “hide lariats. - Sd ea

They. were between.the little party and. the odie
around the camp-fires, and Ulwe directed dis. snake: like
movements straight toward them.

Lhe Sioux sat. in two groups around the fires, “which
were close together. .

They were mostly very young, and. very few among
them boasted the pepseeion tof: the mach-coveted scalp
of an eflemy.

_ The. old. warrior. ~ who. had charge ott en was. squat:
ting cross-legged | before the largest fire, and .was .evi-
dently recounting some former exploit of his,” in: which,
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the hearts of his enemies.
Fle was pointing to a particular scalplock hanging
from the haft of his lance, which was stuck into the
earth close beside him, and he had apparently got into
the interesting part of the narrative, for every face was
turned toward him, and the solitary sentry, who was

standing midway between the camp-fires and the horses, .

turned toward his companions, and advancing a little
nearer, strained his ears to catch the old brave’s words.

Now was the friendly Indian’s opportunity.

Rapidly gliding forward, he was soon among the
horses. .

As he and his companions had come along he had
taken care to pull up a few dozen handfuls of a sort of
grass that the prairie mustangs are particularly fond of,
and as he got among them he distributed this among the
four horses nearest to him. :

Seeing an Indian, they took little notice of him, and
continued munching unconcernedly.

-Gliding among them, Ulwe, with his razor-like knife,
severed the lariats.

Hawkeye had joined him, and had secured the Indian
bridles of the four horses selected, and stood waiting for
the signal from the Indian to mount and away.

In a minute everything was ready, and Ulwe took two
horses, leaving Hawkeye with the other two.

The vigorous chirping of a field cricket was then
heard among the horses, but the sentry, enthralled in the
tale his leader was telling, did not notice it.

Neither did he see a huge grizzly bear, which, with
unwieldy steps, approached the corral. The horses
pricked up their ears and pawed their feet as the wind
blew the odor of the bear’s skin toward them.

The bear got close to the small inclosure and lumbered
over, then, without any warning, a scene of wild fright
ensued. a es

A succession of fierce growls and roars broke upon the

silence of the night.
__ The terrified snorts of the horses were added to it as
the sharp claws of the bear scored their skins. a
_ One, two, half a dozen leaped the inclosure and gal-
loped off into the darkness.

Then two men leaped upon the backs of two horses,
and the shrill, ear-splitting war-whoop of the friendly In-
dian Ulwe was heard above the horrible din.

With pieces of the cut lariats, Ulwe and Hawkeye
slashed and beat at the madly infuriated animals, driving
them out of the corral in a wild, tumultuous rush.

But by this time the Sioux were all flying toward the
scene of action. Ulwe’s war-whoop had brought them to
their senses. |

“Quick, there is no time to lose! Up with you!” said
Hawkeye to Buffalo Bill, as he dragged the horse he was

leading toward the scout.

But the animal, terrified to death at the sight of the
human bear, screamed out in terror, and rearing upon his
hind legs, struck out at Buffalo Bill with his front hoofs.

A. second attempt to mount him made the beast worse
than ever, and it was as much as Hawkeye could do to
hold on to the animal, the lariat which he had twisted
around his right wrist cutting into the flesh as he

clung on.

Din

Peds and enlarging upon the terror which he struck into .

BILL STORIES, 19
Ulwe, thinking the others were following, had gal-
loped off, driving the whole herd of horses before him,
and Buffalo Bill and Hawkeye, armed only with their
knives, were left to face the whole band of Sioux alone.
“Take off the skin!” shouted Hawkeye, struggling
with the two horses.

Buffalo Bill endeavored to do so, but in his haste it
seemed to stick to him like glue.

At last he was free.

But a dozen Sioux, armed with tomahawks
were upon him.

He hurled the skin with all his might at the foremost,
tangling it about their legs and bringing several to the
ground. :

Three or four others sprang forward, however, and
seized him by the shirt. ce

With a mighty wrench Buffalo Bill shook them off,
Hawkeye at the same moment driving in among them
with the two horses, rolling several redskins over.

The old warrior who had been reciting the tale rushed
at Buffalo Bill, tomahawk in hand.

The scout stooped, missed the blow aimed at him, and
the next instant buried his knife in the Sioux’s heart.

Then a triumphant yell of victory, a vault on the bare
back of the horse Hawkeye was holding, and the two
terrified animals bounded forward.

They had great diffictilty in guiding them to the spot
where Ned had been left-
_ Reaching there, they fotind the friendly Indian had not
yet arrived. oe

“Of course, like a cursed redskin, he thought only of
himself,” said Ned.

With their goods, he mounted behind Hawkeye, and
just as the whole band of Sioux got within twenty yards
of them they galloped off.

A rattling volley, doing no harm, followed them and
the three gave an ironical cheer as they left their foes
behind. .

Two minutes later they met Ulwe galloping im ‘their
direction. va

He handed Ned the bridle of the horse he led.

“Ulwe knew his white brother would remember their
friend, so he went to drive off thé rest of the horses,”
he said, simply. :

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CHAPTER VILL
SIGNS OF THE ENEMY.

Two days after the events related in the previous chap-
ter the party reached Fort Hudson.

A hearty welcome was accorded them, and a very jolly
night was spent while they briefly related their late ad-
ventures and heard all the latest news of the district,

Fhe Indians were in great force, and had already com-
mitted a number of depredations.

There was a squatter with his family in the fort who
had belonged to a settlement that had been attacked by
the Sioux. : - eo

A good many of the whites had been killed, and sey-
eral taken prisoners.

He himself, however, had been able, with one or two
more, to escape during the horrible confusion of the mas-
sacre.

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assisted by a white’ man, who, although he adopted Indian
garments, was easily recognizable.
A hunter who had been in captivity among the Sioux

bore out this statement, and said he had several times.

seen the man who held the position of chief medicine- —

man in the oe and wielded a power second only to that

of the chief.

Depend upon’ it that’s that vagabond renegade white
Anson. I should not be surprised if this rising is not
of his doing,” said Hawkeye to Ned.

The news Hawkeye learned at the fort made him very
anxious to be on the move, and his companions were
equally eager for action of any sort.

All feeling quite recovered and equal to any amount of
rough work, on the following afternoon they jeft the fort,
four as brave hearts and sure rifles as ever ‘galloped over
the rolling prairie.

On the evening of the third day they got close to the
‘Longhurst Ranch, the home of Fred Longhurst, a friend
of all the scouts in the Northwest, but Ulwe found that
between the homestead and them was a large body of
Indians.

The whole day they had been Tallow on their trail,
and once or twice even had caught sight of a great crowd
moving steadily ahead and keeping ae together, show-
ing they had some common ob} ective.

Just ‘after sunset Buffalo I
the situation over the whole day, said:

“There seems to me to be little chance to get through
these vermin unobserved, and the best thing to do will be
to make a wide detour to the left and try to reach the
ranch before them.”

The two whites and the Indian agreed that the plan
was best under the citcumstances, and they put it into
execution.

Tired as their horses were, they had to put forth all.
their powers, and once beyond the danger of falling in |

with small roving bands of Indians, they dug i in spurs and
flew along ovet ‘the ground.

After making a wide sweep, they ened | again, this

time coming out some distance north of the ranch.

They approached as close.as was thought expedient, _

when they dismounted and held a short onal Of war, |:

To advance further on horseback would be extremely
dangerous, as there was small doubt the Indians were
very close by this time.

On foot the four adventurers would run much less
risk of discovery, and stand a better chance of getting
through their foes if the ranch should be surrounded.

The horses were hobbled and placed in a little, secluded
valley, where the grass was very peed: and where there
was a stream of ete,

Each man took a good supply of sy mu nition, and di-
feeling that he

vested himself of all. “superfluous clothing,
would soon be at grip with the enemy.

The Indian, indeed, wore only his moccasins and
breeches, his body showing the war paint of his tribe, and
his war plume with horns. proclaiming his rank.

They were just leaving the spot “where the animals
of the hands left.

were, when the hoof beats of a galloping horse were
heard rapidly approaching.
In an instant every man was on the alert.

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES.

Bill, who had been thinking .

The Indian undid a long lasso from his saddle bow,

     

while Buffalo Bill gave a glance at his rifle to see o
all was in readiness.

They had to move quickly, for the rider was coming
at full speed, and would soon pass them.

By and by they reached a sort of bridle path, leading
away toward the forest in the rear, and down this path
the rider was coming, straight from the direction in “which

. the ranch lay.

The Indian quickly slipped across, ae stooping down a
was quite lost to sight.

The other w ited, looking eagerly at the rider.

It could now be seen that, he was hatless, and he was
clearly a white man.

This seemed curious, unless he had been met and was

pursued by the Indians.
. Buffalo Bill was ready to ve hini halt hea he came
near enough, and all eyes were fixed upon the rider, when
something black, with a snake-like twirl, shot out from
the darkness, settled for a moment around the horse and
rider, and next instant, with a plunge and a roll, both
were on the ground.

‘The horse ‘made no effort to move, but:lay with the
blood oozing from his mouth, his neck broken; but the
rider leaped to his feet, and tugging out a Tevolver,
would have fired it at the three men who ran up to him,
had not Buffalo Bill held up his hand in a warning man-
ner, saying:

“Hold your fire; you have’ most likely fallen upon
friends.”

The rider, who was little more than a boy, stared for a
moment in open-mouthed astonishment, and dropped the
barrel of the revolver, when Ulwe, with noiseless steps,
came out of the darkness, one end of the lasso still in his
hand.

Again the horseman raised his hand, but Hawkeye,
with a rapid move, took the pistol from him.
oa Now, lad,. said ee Bill,
ait aid.

“Tell us your name and what makes you tide in such
a hurry at this time of night.”

“Ain't you Buffalo Bill?’ asked the lad, staring at the
renowned scout.

“Lam,” replied the scout.

cL knew it, though I’ve never seen you afore.

WL RECKON, Heaven sent you here to-night, and I'll tell
you what's happened, for 1 know all are friends when
you are with ’em, for I’ve heard so much about your won-
derful doings that I don't believe there’s an Injun born
as can hurt you.’

Smiling at this rambling statement, Buffalo Bill again
asked him why he was riding so furiously.

“Tt’s soon told,” said the boy.

“My name's Charlie Bethell, and me and my. father
lived down at the farm by Bester’s Brook.

“The night before last the Injuns See a took us

_ by surprise.

“We fou’t and fou’t until there was only me and one

“My. father was killed early in the fight’—here. the lad
paused a moment with a husky voice, as he dashed the
cuff of his rough coat across his eyes. ~

With a nod to each other then, these two. aoe oe :
award, the others keeping a little noha.

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Pi, my poor boy,” said Buffalo Bill, laying his
md on the boy’s shoulder.
' “Well, the man with me was a half-breed, and he made
Mierms with the redskins. He they took prisoner.” .
“How did you escape?”

“In the night the half-breed cut the thongs around my
' legs, and told me there was a horse tied to a tree for me

outside the clearin’.

   
 
   
  
  
   
   

- 1s now lying dead—-and | rode for the old home.

“It was in ruins.

“My poor father’s body was lying just where it fell,
and getting a spade, which happened to be lying out in
the grotinds, I buried it.

~“Then I mounted the horse and meant riding to Long-
hurst Ranch, to either help them or warn them, when,
just as I was almost there, I came right plump into a
bunch of the pesky vermin a-stealin’ up all around the
place. A

“They jumped up to capture me: and let fly with

_ -tomahawks and knives, but I just managed to wheel
( around the horse and get away, not knowin’ which way
") to go, when one of you lassoed my horse, and here I am.”
A short consultation was held, and it was arranged that
Charlie Bethell should remain and take care of the. four
rf __horses. i

i. He had a revolver, and was given a good supply of

cartridges. i a

| lf the ranch were set fire to during the night, he would
( know all. was lost, and was to ride away; if not, he was
_ to wait until he heard from either the Longhursts or Buf-
falo Bill’s party.

  
 
   
  
 
 
  
   
  
   
   

Y CHAT EHR: 120;
oe THE ATTACK ON THE RANCH.

As the night wore on it got very dark.

Heavy masses of clouds obscured the light of the
moon, and it was difficult to see a foot in front of one’s
i tace,

Gradually Buffalo Bill and his companions drew near
the ranch. re a

They had taken the precaution to blacken their hands
and faces with a little wet gunpowder, which made them
less conspicuous than they would have been.

They had already passed one or two bodies of Indians
who were creeping cautiously along, and once, had it not
been for the readiness of Ulwe, who-answered a question
put to him by a Sioux, the quartette must have been
discovered and all lost. ee

It soon became evident to Buffalo Bill that it would be
next to impossible to break through the cordon and get
_ ‘to the inhabitants before the Indians.

They had completely encircled the house, and were

 

 

creeping gently, quietly, irresistibly closer and closer, un- ~

til on all sides, with wild yells, they would rush in, deal-
‘ing death to all who resisted them.

As they got nearer it was clear to the scouts, who
moved just in the rear of the front line of Indians, that
there was no suspicion within the ranch of danger.

Every now and then lights were seen moving in one
or the other of the rooms, and the doors were wide open,

_. showing a lamp in the broad entrance.
| As they got nearer still the stockade shut out the view —

  
   
  

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. ' a

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of these objects, but the voice of a man singing, as he
was busy in the stables, could be quite plainly heard.

“We must alarm the people within somehow and put
them on their guard,’ whispered Hawkeye to Buffalo
Bill.

“We must, indeed, but how ?” :

‘I will risk all, and try to get through these vermin,

“Tf I succeed you will have to make a rush, and we will
get you in somehow; if they discover me you can attempt
either a rescue or can avenge me.

“Anyhow the noise of the scuffle

will put the Long-
hursts on their guard,

“Remember, there are delicately nurtured girls in that —

house, the daughters and wife of Longhurst.”
Buffalo Bill squeezed his friend’s hand, and Hawkeye
glided away.

He quickly came up with the Indians, and, by stoop-
ing low and imitating their movements, actually passed -
them.

‘He made for the gates of the stockade, and his heart
beat high with hope, when he suddenly came up with two
Indians who were a good deal in advance of their men.

To evade these two was impossible, and to get past”
them equally so, for the clouds had temporarily passed
from the face of the moon.

Presently they stopped, and Hawkeye had to stop also...

Then the two, noticing the form behind them, looked
suspiciously at Hawkeye, who crouched low and gripped
his rifle.

One called to him by several names, but Hawkeye did
not answer, when both of them arose to their feet and
came toward him.
| Discovery was now inevitable.

Hawkeye arose to his feet, and the moon, shining out
brighter than ever, showed him what, to judge from the
richness of their dress, he saw were two chiefs. —

The one, realizing in an instant that he Had a foe to

deal with, raised his tomahawk on high and made a blow

at Hawkeye’s head, but the latter, knowing that conceal-
ment was no longer possible, raised his rifle and shot the
Indian dead.
The other paused a inoment as Hawkeye rushed toward
him, then, turning, took to his heels and fled back to his
men.
As he did so Hawkeye noticed that his face was white.
He had found the renegade, then, whom he imagined
was the leader of the Indians—Anson was his name, and |
Buffalo Bill had been looking for him for years for sey-
eral crimes which he had committed. a ee
He turned to make for the stockade gates, but a dozen

- Indians, alarmed by the shot, were in front of him.

Right and left he emptied his revolver among them,
bringing several down, but they closed upon him: like
wolves, and would have tomahawked him to death had ~
not three more figures suddenly dashed among them. .

Rapid shots rang out in the darkness as Buffalo Bill,
Ned, and the Indian came to their comrade’s assistance...

The Sioux were shot or beaten down, and the four
made for the gate, loading as they went.

Another rush of Indians compelled them to turn, and
the tubes spit out venomous death among them once

“more.

Then the knives and clubbed rifles fell to work, and the -

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ay recognizing the terrible Eon of the won
scout springing from out their very midst, as it were,
turned tail, and, panic-stricken, fled.

Then, just as the gates were being swung to, the gal-

lant little band rushed in, running a great tisk of being
shot, for now the inhabitants, thoroughly. alarmed, came
bounding toward the stockade, rifle and pistol in hand.
_ Among the foremost was Fred Longhurst himself; and
. séeing Hawkeye, he (the rancher ) knew that friends had
arrived. Quickly he was put in possession of the facts,
and as quickly almost suggested measures: of defense.

He admitted that he was taken entirely by surprise.

To hold the stockade was impossible; he had not men
enough. ‘

~The gate was securely fastened, and then all the party
fell back to the house.

The attack might be made at any foment, though
the scouts, well used to Indian warfare, seeing that the
surprise had failed, were of opinion that they would be
left in peace for a little time.

And this proved to be the case.

Everything was arranged about the defense, and there.

was a great deal of handshaking among men who had
not met for a long time.

Mr. Longhurst. was particularly pleased to see Buffalc
Bill, Ned, and Hawkeye again, as was Hilda, his doughs
ter, ‘and Longhurst’ s wife.

Ulwe, who had been prowling about the inner cote
ever since they had entered the place, now entered, and
without speaking a word to anybody else, began to talk
to Hawkeye in the Indian language.

The ladies, at first sight of the tall, sinewy foure of the

chief, frightful i in all the grotesqueness of war paint and
with the joy of coming battle already dancing in his

eyes, gave visible signs of alarm; but Hawkeye. quickly

reassured them, and at a word from the chief. followed
him out of the room.

Buffalo Bill joined them, and their plans were soon
made.

Buffalo Bill decided that he, oun his thr ee friends and
six of Mr. Longhurst’s men, were to hold the ground be-
tween the house and the stockade as long as they could,
then they were to fall back upon the hotise, where Fred
Longhurst would command.

Measures for further defense would then be arranged.

‘Buffalo Bill posted his people in the most advantageous
positions, bidding them do nothing without orders.

Ned and Hawkeye remained with him, while the In-

dian went off to conduct his fighting in his own way.
_ The whites were all under cover and kept perfectly
‘still, but it was a long and trying work waiting for the
attack.

‘All the lights in the house had been extinguished, and
a dead silence reigned; save for a steady downpour of
rain, all was, still.

It must have been about two o’clock in the morning

when a painted face peeped over the top of the stockade.
Another came up to the right, one on the left, then half.

a dozen; they waited a moment, then began to climb over,

‘A number of sharp reports rang out, the heads all dis-
appeared, and everything was quiet.

Buffalo Bill passed the word to follow him, a his
people doing so, they mounted on a wagon which had

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been drawn up inside the stockade, and looking off
a dense crowd of Indians gathered together as if inte™
upon making a rush.

“Let them have it, boys!” said Buffalo Bill..
—and every man to take careful aim!”

Ten shots rang out, and ten men bit the dust, so dense

was the throng.
Rifles kept cracking

menced.

With terrible yells, they opened out, and rashing for
the stockade, began to clamber up.

Lead hailed upon them, and those who were: near the
wagon were clubbed to the ground.

But others came on, and avoiding the part of the
stockade where the defenders were, they began swarm-

ing over in other places. .

“We have given them a lesson,” said Buffalo Bill.
“Now we must fall back upon the house. :
“Keep all together !’’

‘They descended from the wagon and began their re-

treat; but their dusky foes were soon upon them. -

choreine their pieces as they ran, they. fell back to
tomahawks and knives, and with terrific whoops made a
furious onslaught.

But the whites were not to be dismayed.

Back to back they stood, pouring in death from rifle

and revolver among their foes.

Buffalo Bill’s form was seen in the very middle of

them, directing and encouraging, helping his men when
hard ‘pressed, and never sending a shot in vain.
From their right, too, a continual dropping fire was

maintained, and every time a rifle Hecicd there a SiOws |

went down. :
“That's the friendly Indian,”

a temporary pause.
The people in the house were keeping up a very hot fire

upon the Indians, too, but their numbers kept increasing, —
and for every man that fell, two seemed to take his place. .
Another terrific attack was made upon the gallant little

group, and, despite their splendid resistance, they were
driven back.
One or two went down—killed,
All were more or less wounded, and every man was
almost fagged out; but all knew they must. fight to the
death—there was no quarter; it was kill or be “killed. ;

Led on by.a chief whose bravery won the admiration
of all, the Sioux closed around the whites and made a
prodigious effort to bear them down; but Buffalo Bill

and Hawkeye made an equally great effort to resist them,

and though greatly outnumbered, they were for the time

successful.

The friendly Indian, too, had come out, and, “toma--

feet in hand, had pecailed the Sioux in the rear.

All their bravery, however, would have. been unavail-—
recognizing their ex-
tremity, sallied out, and taking the redskins by surprise, :

ing had not Fred Longhurst,

created a panic and temporarily drove them off.

Buffalo: Bill and his companions, almost exhausted i by.

‘®

tos

, while the repeaters kept up a con-
tinual rattle until the crowd of Indians seemed to melt.
_and dwindle into heaps on the ground.

But now their blood was up; the battle was com-

said ce ‘gin
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Rendous struggle they had waged, retreated to the
mise, taking their dead and wounded with them.
. Three of the hands had been killed outright, one was

Mnissing, and one severely wounded.
a N on had a cut on the shoulder with a Cahawe. and

both Hawkeye and Buffalo Bill had cuts and bruises. in-
numerable..

Hilda and Mrs. Longhurst were very busy, bandaging
and washing the wounds, and cordials. were given all
around.

Thosé-who were still fit to hance a rifle pallied around
Fred Longhurst, and from the windows kept up a fire
upon the Indians, who had renewed the attack.

Buffalo Bill and Hawkeye went to one of the upper
windows and took.a survey of the scene.

“Tt looks bad,” said the scout.

“These fiends are in such overwhelming numbers. that:

they are bound ultimately to succeed.”

“We may yet escape,” replied Hawkeye.

“Tf there were: no women ; with at I think we pond
but a poor chance.”

While they snake a lurid feflection Doped upon the
dark trees on the left of the ranch; a similar glow was
soon afterward seen upon their right.

“Good heavens! Do. you see that 2” asked Hawkeye.

“Buffalo. Bill looked to right and left.

"They have fired the building,” said Hawkeye.

Buffalo Bill thought a moment.

“This very occurrence may prove to be our salvation,”
he said. “Depending upon the flames, the reds will de-
sist in their attack, and wait.for us to be driven out.”

In proof of this the firing was heard to slacken and
almost cease.

“I will take half a dozel men, and keep the redskins
engaged in front of the house,” said Buffalo Bill.

“Vou meanwhile run around to the stables in the rear,
get the women and wounded away under an escort, then,
when all is ready, you and I, with whatever men are left,
will’ make a dash for it.

“We can join the boy, Charlie Bethell, and may be able
to hold our own against these dogs, whose horses must
be some distance away.”

“Tt is a good plan, and you know. the house here, and

_may be able to carry it out?

“Get about it, and I will see to keeping the attention

of the Indians engaged upon the front of the ranch.”
Both departed upon their several missions; very few

words were sufficient to explain matters to Fred Long-

 . hurst, who saw the soundness of the plan.

ae stables could be reached without observation from
the front of the house, and in the noise of Buffalo Bill’s

renewed counter- attack there was no fear a being over-

heard.

A dozen of the best horses were saddled, the women
mounted, the wounded fastened into their saddles, and
as many of the hands as could be spared, men who could
be trusted, and all well armed, passed unobserved through

the small gate in the back of the stockade, and were soon

hidden in the forest.

‘Fred Longhurst led them, and Hawkeye accompanied

them till they were out of immediate danger.
Two Indians suddenly started up in their path; but

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ax in one’s brain, while Fred Longhurst sent a bullet
through the other's heart.

“Now make straight for the valley I told you of; fe
youth, Charlie Bethell, is there, as are our horses. Strike
due west, and we will follow as quickly as we can.

A hearty handshake from Fred, and an entreaty. for
him to be careful from Hilda, and Hawkeye started on
his return to the ranch..

The flames had by this time ¢
were leaping up above the roof.

Hawkeye trembled for Buffalo Bill’s safety as he ap-
proached the place.

He dismounted, and, fastening up his horse, was ad-
vancing cautiously toward the rear of the house on foot,
when a dark form stopped before him.

Hawkeye recognized the friendly Indian.

My brother 1 had better palse before he returns,” said
We Tee

“But Buffalo Bill and the rest, they must be rescued.”

“Pah-e-haska—the great Buffalo Bill—stands alone,
the rest are all gone.

“The Sioux he into the house, and drove them from
room to room until they reached the roof.

ul escaped only by cutting through them.”

Come, then, Ulwe, if Buffalo Bill has met his: death,
let us avenge him as far as we can; if he lives, let us
share his fate.”

“Ulwe is ready,” said the Indian, and they advanced
rapidly to the back of f the ranch.

As they came in full sight of it, a terrible sight held
them spellbound.

There on the roof, standing out black and firm against
a background of flames, were the forms of Buffalo. Bill
and the big chief who had led the attack.

They were locked in each other's arms, and appeared
to be trying each to hurl the other down into the fiery
abyss above which they struggled.

“As the two onlookers gazed in horror, the figures on
the roof rocked violently, lurched, then disappeared amid
a cloud of. sparks.

The flames shot up, and where they had been standing
was a mass of fire.

erown fr erneadouety ; and

CHAPTER: X.
THE SCREECH OF THE NIGHT OWLS. . ae

After Hawkeye left the party of fugitives Fred Long-.
hurst, the ranchero, who was a close friend of Buffalo
Bill, and a bold, determined man, pushed rapidly forward,
keeping the women and wounded in the center, and riding
himself ahead, while the men rode at the side, behind.

They had got some little distance on their, way toward
the valley, which Fred Longhurst knew well, when they
were surprised by a small party of Indians suddenly bat- ,
ring their path.

Longhur sts men brought their rifles around, but be-
fore they could pull a trigger, from each side and in
front a “volley was poured into them, and several men ©
dropped from their saddles, while the horses kicked and
plunged with mad terror at the noise of the firing and the
horrid war-whoop of the Indians.

The whites delivered their fire, which cleared the red-
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“Close up,” cried Fred Longhurst,
these fiends. Don’t spare your horses.”

With a rush the horsemen dashed forward, and the In-
dians scattered right and left, though oS sent a good
many shots after the flying fugitives.

These, however, did no harm, and Fred Longhurst,
looking around, saw with thankfulness that his wite and
daughter were all right.

Four men, though, were missing, either dead or in the
hands of the redskins.

Without drawing rein they pushed on for two miles,
when the groans of the wounded compelled the party, for
their sake, to go easier and with less jolting.

In this manner they reached the place where Charlie
Bethell had been left by Hawkeye and his party.

The lad was in a state of great uncertainty, and was
just on the point of galloping off, for he had seen the re-
flection of the fire, and concluded all was lost. ‘

The whole party dismounted, and the wounded were
seen to.

One poor fellow was found to be dead, and old Ned
was in pretty bad pickle.

    

vand burst through

However, what could be done for them was done,

though the pid scout refused to go any farther with them.
“eave me my rifle and a pocketfi @: ce he
said.

“ve been in. wuss pickles than this, a allus come
out of ’em, but I ain’t a-goin’ joltin’ about the country like
this.

“Stow me comfortable under that small tree there by
the little stream, and trouble your head no further about
THe.

In spite of all remonstrances, the old scout was a
durate, and at last Fred Longhurst did as he was bidden,
though he determined to come back for Ned directly the
women were in safety.

They were just about to ‘make a fresh start, eg the

hoot of an owl rang out on their left; then it was re-

peated on their right, them here, then there, until all
around them the mourniul cry was screeching,

The men suspected something wrong directly, and,
rifle in hand, looked around them, when some one stepped
out of the blackness and a yoice in perfect English said :

“Lay down all your arms, if you please. _

“You are surrounded, and the first shot will be the
signal for a universal massacre.’

Bred Longhurst, thinking the voice sounded familiar,
stepped up to the speaker, =~

‘He saw a medium-sized man, dressed in the full pano-
ply of a Sioux chief on the warpath, but his face was not
only unpainted, but white.

He gazed a moment, then fell back a step.

: “Good heavens! can it be James Anson, and in this

garb?’

“I was James Anson once, till his own pepe turned
against him; now he is Thunder Cloud, the great ‘white

medicine’ of the Sioux,” and James Anson, the renegade,
a man who years before had been well known on the
frontier, gave a disagreeable laugh.

“W hat do you want 2” demanded - Fred Longhurst,
sternly. Ce

ee want you for one,” replied the renegade.

“You treated me rather badly in the old days, and now

THE BUFFALO

BILL STORIES.

I mean to take it out of you. Then I want your®
daughter, Hilda.
know, and I swore sooner or later she should be mine.

“There is plenty of room in my wigwam for her, and
any other white woman will be welcomed by the chiefs,

“For the rest of your men—bah, I don’t want them!
The young men of the Sioux can amuse themselves va
them. -

“Now, drop your arms; resistance is useless.

“We have tracked vou all the way from the ranch, and
every man is covered by a dozen rifles.”

“Vou infernal scoundrel!” shouted Fred Longhurst.

“Vour victory shall be of short duration, anyhow! !” and
he whipped a pistol trom his belt, but even as he was in
the act of firing it, a report rang out and a bail struck
him in the right wrist.

The revolver fell from his grasp, but he drew another
with his left hand.

Springing back to his fellows, he: bade them resist to
the last, and they sent a volley into the darkness.

Anson’s voice was heard giving an order anda troop
of redskins swept down upon them. They used only.
stéel, being evidently anxious not to hit the women.

The men made a gallant stand, but were outnumbered
by six to one.

In five minutes all were either slain or prisomers.

   

When the fight was over, the prisoners were taken be-

fore Anson, or Thunder Cloud, as his men called him.
Dog, tr aitor, murderer!” cried Hilda, drawing herself
to her full height, and gazing upon the wretch with flash-
ing eyes.
“You think you have us in your power now, but friends
are near us, and before you shall ever bend me to OMe

will I will tear your coward’s heart out!”

1?

“Brave words! sneered the renegade,
ways of taming mutinous squaws among ‘the SiOux,
“VWe shall hear what you will sav in a month.”

The few men who were still left alive were then secur ed

by having their arms fastened behind them, ropes passed

around their necks and secured to their captors’ horses,

while the women were mounted each in front of a war-
rior, and then at a swinging pace the whole disappeared
in the darkness, leaving old "Ned, who had been a witness
of the whole scene, still lying under the small tree.

SOAP PT
_BUFFALO BILL'S ORDEAL OF FIRE.

When Buffalo Bill had disappeared, in the manner al: %

ready related, Hawkeye and the friendly Indian had stood
for a moment spellbound.

Then Hawkeye swore never to leave the spot until, i.

knew for certain the fate of the wonderful scout, and
saying as much to Ulwe, he started forward.’

Not an Indian was to be found that side of the ranch,
and, curiously enough, the fire seemed to be confined to
the upper portion of the house.

- The two reached the back thereof ion discovery,
and entered by the door Fr ed Longhurst and the others
had escaped through.

‘The heard the: mad ‘shouts of the Sioux oo were over-
running that part of the house that was not in flames. —

Hawkeye had reached the end of the passage and was

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+ of the back stair, when Ulwe seized

if _ end stayed him, whispering:
fash) “ouie one coming.”

They waited, and presently the newcomer, having

‘reached the foot of the stairs, came slowly down the pas-
sage toward the still open door.

Hawkeéye had his knife ready, though he pressed him-
self against the wall to escape observation.

The stranger got opposite and passed him, when the
friendly Indian whispered:

“Tt is the great Pah-e-haska himself.”

Looking at his form against the light outside, Hawk-
eye saw that this was so. In an instant he followed, and
passiny an arm through Buffalo Bill’s, whispered his
name in the scout’s ear. a

Buffalo Bill gave a start and looked around, when
Hawkeye saw that his friend was very pale, and that his
hair was singed and his face badly burned. —

Quickly he and the Indian got him outside the ranch
and across the strip of open ground to the forest.

His tale was soon told. a

He and his men had drawn the whole attack of the
Sioux upon themselves, thus enabling the Longhursts to
make their escape. oe

They had defended the central doors as long as they
could, and when at last these had been burned and beaten
in, the defenders had stemmed the tide of savagery for
some time until driven up the stairs and from room to
room. ee SA
- The final struggle had been upon the roof itself.

Buffalo Bill and the big chief had fought the battle
out hand to hand, amid the flames, until the roof burst
in under their feet, and they had disappeared as Hawkeye

- had seen. —

The Sioux had been underneath when they fell right
through the very middle of the bed of fire, the flames
scorching and singeing them as they passed through

- them.

The Siotx had been underneath, and their combined
weight had carried them both through the burning floor
beneath them and ‘into a room below, in which the flames,
curiously enough, had gained no hold.

The force of dashing against the burning floor had
broken the Indian’s back, and when Buffalo Bill and he

_ together crashed into the second room the scout had for
some time lain insensible.

Coming to, liowever, he found a flight of stairs out-
side the door, which he had descended with a view to es-

_ ¢aping, 1f possible, when Hawkeye had so opportunely

found him. .
_ As they left the ranch behind they gave a backward
glance, and by the light of the still burning house saw a

- mad crowd of Indians waving cups and pannikins, and
dancing about in the delirium of intoxication,

They had found a number of bottles of spirits anda

barrel of rum, and all thoughts were now banished but
_ the one mad desire of the Indians of getting drunk as
quickly as they colild upon the white man’s “firewater.’

With the assistance of Hawkeye, Buffalo Bill pushed

on until they came to a small brook, when, falling prone,
_he dipped his face into the cool water, and ‘drank and

drank until he could not drink another drop. —
“Thank Heaven for that blessing!” he gasped.

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BILL STORIES. 25)

_/Every. mouthful has put new life into me,” and
rising to his feet, he declared himself ready to proceed.

“Buffalo Bill has passed through the ordeal of fire,”
he cried, “and it has been a near squeak, but I fancy it
will be many a day before the Sioux forget the raiding

They had now reached the spot where Hawkeye, had
left his horse, and a few minutes later the Indian ap-
peared leading two more native horses which he had suc-
ceeded in “lifting.”

All three then mounted, and soon after dawn they
reached the spot where the night before they had left
Charlie Bethell to find—the sign of the fight that had
been fought there, and to read the unmistakable signs of
the capture of all their friends.

They all bent their eyes upon the blood-stained earth
and down-trodden grass, and Hawkeye followed a little
distance on the trail of the renegade’s party.

He had reached the small stream when he heard his
name called in a voice he recognized. .

He looked about him, and presently saw some one
waving a hand from under the shelter of a tree.

He advanced, and looking down, saw Ned Bates. —

“You here, old chap?” asked Hawkeye, in some aston-
ishment. | ,

“How was it you escaped the general fate?”

The scout told him, and also what had happened to the
rest. 5

Buffalo Bill joined the speakers, and he and Hawkeye
examined Ned’s hurts.

With the skill of old frontiersmen, they did what they
could for him, and Ned declared himself ready and fit to
attempt a forward move.

By supporting him in the saddle they were able to get
along some distance, when the Indian drawing rein,
pointed northward.

The scouts gazed in the direction of the rolling cloud
of dust. oe

“Horsemen,” said Hawkeye.  -

“Can't be more redskins,” muttered Buffalo Bill.

“No Indians. White men. Riding in lines,” said
Ulyve 2. ne

“By the Stars and Stripes, ef they ain’t United States
cavalry I’m a thievin’ Pawnee,” said Ned.

Soon there was no further occasion for doubt: —) .

The blue uniforms and flashing sword scabbards were
plainly distinguishable.

Buffalo Bill and Hawkeye rode forward, and being
seen by the advancing cavalry, two of them detached .
themselves from the main body and galloped to meet the
scouts. : | :

When they got close to each other the two cavalrymen
slackened speed, and on coming up the foremost one gave
a glad shout of welcome. .

“As I live, it’s Buffalo Bill and my -old chum Hawk-
evel he cried.

“Surgeon Frank Powell!’ said Hawkeye, seizing the
soldier’s hand; and so it was.

He was with four squadrons of the Seventh Cavalry
sent up to quell the rising and protect the inhabitants.

Buffalo Bifl put him in possession of al! the facts, and
in five minutes the captain had told the troopers.

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A wild shout ie joy rang out as the men heard ticie
foe was near.

It was arranged that a few men abil be left with
Buffalo Bill and his companions, while the rest went at
top speed to the Longhurst Ranch to punish the Indians
who were almost sure to be still there. ;

They would then return and detach a party to go with
Hawkeye on the trail of the renegade, with the hope of
rescuing the prisoners.

Meanwhile, the scouts, tired with their long fatigues,
laid themselves upon the ground, ate in a minute were
fast ae

CTA DER tT,

CAPTURE OF THE VILLAGE.

On the second night after the meeting with the cavalry,
a body of men under the leadership of Buttalo Bill and
Hawkeye were carefully threading their way through a

dense wood and closing in.on a Sioux village situated in -

the center of it.

They had follow ed’ a ttail ot the renegade, ‘and at
last had run him to earth.

Night and day almost they had been in the saddle, aud

the indefatigable Ulwe and Buffalo Bill had at last found.

their camp.

However, the gavinee was not as silent as could be.

wished; soldiers are not backwoodsmen, and though no
man spoke a sound, yet every now and again a spur
would pingle, a sword scabbard strike against a branch
_and ring, or a man would stumble—sounds which the
sharp ears of Indians on a warpath would be sure to hear.
“The surprise will fail, Pm certain,’ whispered Buf-
falo Bill, : af
“Vm afraid it will,” answered Hawkeye, gripping his
revolver: firmly; ‘“but——”’
‘He had got no further, when a crashing volley rang
out from among the trees.
They had been ambushed,
Concealment was no long possible.
sword, rank Powell rushed forward.
“Follow me, my lads!” he cried, jee cheering, the men
rushed at the village. © ae
A tremendous resistance was mee with, the redskins
having to be driven back from every position, and in that
particular sort of fighting they had an immense advan-
_jtage, making use of every particle of cover.
Tt took a “good hour before they were well within the
village, during which time the soldiers lost heavily.
Then, however, they had it all their own nays and in
_the open drove all before theni.
Hawkeye was one of the first in the village, and seizing
a log from a great fire that was still blazing in the center
of thé inclosure, he rushed to the highly ornamented
wigwam which he knew would be the chief's
It was empty, though, but he tossed the buffalo rugs

~ Drawing ~ his

aside and gazed here and there, until at last he Saw some-

thing white.
Picking it up he saw it was a handkerchief, and 1 in the
corner were the initials “H. L.”
. “Hilda Longhurst! But where was she?” he thought.
He ran from the tent just as a great shouting rent “the
ait,

  

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BILL; OR eS

Two troopers had seen | 2 chief galloping
captive.

They had overtaken and slain him, rescuing: the
oner, who turned out to be Mrs. Longhurst a
faint, but otherwise unhurt.

Soon afterward Fred Longhurst and two: men
found, securely fastened to a stake, but not. seri
injured.

Two other women were found in a tent, leaving
Charlie Bethell and Hilda missing. —

Hawkeye continued his search: and. just outside

Re yaee stumbled over.a body; a groan came from it

-Stooping, he was shocked to see it was Charlie Be

sLaneeie a knife still sticking 1 in his chest.

Calling for assistance, they got him into the tare
and under Frank Powell’s treatment he recovered suth-
ciently to tell his story.

Thunder Cloud, the renegade, haa earned them off ;
they had reached their present. camp early in the evening.
Scotts had seen the aces and given were of its

- approach.

At the first sounds of firing, the Fenegade. bearing
Hilda with him, had mounted, and, accompanied by a

chosen few, ade off.

The lad, who was inferred, rushed forward and tried
to intercept him in order to save Hilda, when the ruffian

had plunged his knife into the lad’s chest,

Such was his tale, and during the night he expired.
Nothing could be done to follony ‘the renegade. . Frank

Powell's orders were simply to destroy the : party of In-

dians; that he had practically done, and rescued all the
prisoners . but one..
Their horses were
tip to move farther.
There was nothing for the cavalry to do but to” return.
Next morning the dead were buried with military
honors, and the soldiers started on their return.
Buffalo Bill an ad avr however, did, not accom
pany: them. :
“Twill never quit the trail of this cea
“until I have hunted him down,
If the rescue of your

some miles away, and were Co done

oud

him to account for his misdeeds.

“daughter; Pred, can be accomplished by human means,

ri ‘do it!”
“And 1. go ae my friend,” said the gallant Buffalo

Bill,

“God be with vou both,” replied Fred Longhur st, in a

choking voice. “My duty ties with my. wile, but ny

thoughts will go with you.

Ten minutes later the party waved a fad: ‘adien to the

-two scouts who were starting on the trail of the rencaeac.

bound upon a mission of vengeance.
THE END.

The ady enitires of Buffalo Bill and: Hawkey. | in ‘pur-
suit of the renegade will be related in No. 106 of the

BuFFALO BILL Stone s, entitled “Buffalo Bill on a Rene-

gade’s Trail; The White Queen of the Mandans.”
This story aie ae how Buffalo Bill finally ran Anson
down and will describe his famous fight with Great Ser-
pent, the Mandan Indian.
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aly Hunting Dream.
(By William Erickson, Annie, Minn.)

_ After coming home from hunting one day I cleaned my
gun, put away my cartridges, etc., and then 1 had my
supper and went straight to my bed and fell ae and
dreamed the following dream :
“My brother John told me that he had. seen the bear
_ that had lately destroyed cattle. He said that the bear was
: _amile on this side of the Big Bluff. So we started. We
each took a Winchester, knife and ‘revolver, and John
carried a hatchet in his belt. We took a little lunch aiong.
We took the trail for the Big Bluff. After we had gone
half a mile we rested for a while and got everything ready.
| John went.ahead and I came after. “John halted about a
i mile from the house and said: “Did you hear that growl?”
“I said “No.” Just then a big bear sprang from behind a
i, stump and was making for John.
4 John was surprised, but he got his gun up and shot at
“the bear and wounded it. This frightened me, and before
_1 knew anything the bear had knocked the gun from
bonne hands, and was making for John as fast. as he
could go. But I raised my gun and shot at the bear, but
I didn’t strike him. I shot again and wounded him. This
1 as him and then he struck out his paw and sent my
gun flying twenty feet away. Then John and I had to
“Use our revolvers. We shot about a dozen times at him,
i and struck him in many places.

After we had emptied our revolvers, John struck at the
ace with his hatchet, but before John could dodge him
the bear had John in his arms and was going to crush him
to death, but I slashed at the bear with my bowie knife.
‘He struck out with his paw and caught me, and then we
were both in his arms.

  
  

  
  

 

  
 

  

The bear was hugging us, but

T still had my knife in my hand, and then with all my
strength 1 drove the bowie into the beat’s heart. Over
rolled the bear, with us on top. The bear was dead. But
just then I awoke from my sleep and found that John was
sleeping by me, and it was nothing but‘a dream. But
still I was happy.

The Spanish Treasure Ship.
(By Arthur L. M¢Dowell, Dunbar, Pa.)

{t was a warm evening in the first part of May, when
everything was beginning to take on its summer coat of
beauty, and my cousin—a young man about my own age—
and myself had been sitting up quite late for several

nights talking and arranging for our trip to Brazil, S. A.

So on the night before our departure it was about two
o'clock before we retired and I went to sleep tpt ieeelys
and the following is what | dreamed:

We were sailing with a very good wind around - the
Atlantic Ocean, when the captain sighted a derelict float-
ing in the trough, and he hove to. He called me into his
cabin and told me that he ‘believed it was a Spanish
treasure ship that had been wrecked on a reef off the

‘Bahamas, and was partly loaded with nitro-glycerine, and

all other ships had steered clear of it for fear, of being
blown to Davy Jones’ locker. So he asked me if I would
be willing to risk my life in order to become rich beyond
my fondest expectation. I told him. “Yes

So we started in a small boat and drew up beside the
wreck, and the three of us ‘boarded it. We first went
through the larder in order to see how long she had been
deserted by her crew. We found everything in a de-
eayed condition.” So we knew that she had long been
    

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uninhabited. Then my cousin said: “Well, captain, let's
look for the treasure,” We started a thorough search,
and at last found it in the strong box in the hold of the
ship. It was all in jewelry and old coins. The coins were
all gold.

We gathered them together and rowed back to the
ship. When the sailors saw the brass-bound casks they
thought it was a treasure of some kind, so they wished a
fair division all around, and the captain told them as soon
as we landed at some’ port where we could estimate the
value of the jewels, we would divide equally among all
hands. But five or six of them thought they would like
to have it all, and commenced to talk of mutiny. So the
captain, my cousin and myself divided the treasure be-
‘tween ourselves, and concluded we would f y and signal
another ship, which we did.

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After being four days in a calm we were landed in.

Miami, Florida, and took a train from there to Newberry,
South Carolina, and from there to Washington, D, C.,
where we sold part of our treasure for a good price, and
each of us kept some of the stones, as they were very
rare We had about half a million dollars between 1s
besides what jewels we kept.

We a in Washington at the Belvedere Hotel,
on the corner of Pennsylvania Avenue and Third. Street,
‘and. 1 was showing mine to Mr. Hoadley, who was rt

proprietor of it, when one of the rubies dropped on the
floor and could not be found for some time. | happened
. to see on the thick Brussels carpet what I thought was a
drop of blood and reached for it with the intention of
rubbing it out, when my chair fell over with me and [
woke up and found myself lying on the floor, with nv
cousin up and dressed ready to catch the train for Con-
nellsville, where we were to change for New York to
catch the steamer.

A Deeam of Adventure.
(By Fountain Parrott, Kinston, EC)

. The dream which I am about to relate was dreamed last
“summer on the night before my friend, Mr.
patrick, and iny self. had planned a
Slough,’ as it was called.

That night as | went to bed I was naturally thinking
of our ‘fishing trip, but it wasn’t very long before I was

fishing trip to “Lumber

sound asleep “and I dreamed that it was almost day, atid
I found my rods and bait and my reliable.

that I was up.
- Winchester rifle, which I generally took on such occa-

Shirly Kale

sions, and went fae my friend, who was ready and waiting

for me.

Our trip was uneventful until we left our buggy at the
edge and plunged into the dense forest. Then the fun
- began.
" broad open glade, in mud up to our knees at every ‘step,
> when suddenly we heard a harsh grunting at no great dis-
tance. Shirly uttered a cr y of delight, turned to me and
said:
boar? These words were hardly uttered when without
the least warning, a huge bear rushed at him, as he was
in the lead, with its great mouth open wide exhibiting a
pair of tusks fully six inches in length. Its fiery-red eyes
and dilated nostrils, combined with that terrible mouth,
made a most ferocious picture. Shirley fired one -shot

“Fountain, [ll wager a sixpence that it’s a wild

We were’ now walking slowly along through a_

- pocket.

im my rear.

drew
carried a long dagger | shuddered.
side, and, seizing me by the throat, asked, ‘‘Where is that

‘forest, bad he said

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from his Winchester, the bullet taking effect 1
but not checking the terrible onset in the least.

I was almost “directly behind him when the huge cri
ture made that terrible plunge. I was sure he was lo.
My heart was in my mouth. Thoughts ran through 1}
brain with lightning rapidity. But the second though,
caine like a a “T can save him.” ‘The beast was na
him and had lacerated his face terribly. I drew my trust
repeating-rifle to my shoulder and fired directly at one Be
those sapphire eyeballs, and when the smoke cleared away
our formidable antagonist was breathing his last.

We then made a hasty retreat to our huge gy only to find
that a pack of wolves had attacked our horse and torn the
beautiful creature to shreds. Just as we looked up we
saw a large pack of hungry wolves coming toward us at
arapid rate, At this point | awoke, and’ found that | had
oversiept and had great beads of perspiration on my fore-
lead. I never care to have another such. a dream.

Attacked in Bed.
(By George N. Palmer yy)

One afternoon .J was Seas along the street, and
noticed a handkerchief on the sidewalk. I picked it up,
and seeing it was an expensive one, | placed it in my
I continued on my way, but on happening to
turn around, [ discovered a most villainous-looking man
As I had no suspicion that he was following
me, I thought nothing of the incident until I reached
home.

That night I was alone in the house,

, Brooklyn, N,

Happening to

glance through the.doorway of my bedroom, I saw the

man whom I had discovered on the street creeping in. [
the bedelothes around me, and when I saw that he
He reached the bed-

handkerchief?” 1 could not reply, but tried to scream
for help. He choked me until I knew no more, but before
I relapsed into unconsciousness 1 felt the dagger touch
my side.

Why the man followed me to get the handkerchief | do

not know. When I awoke, and remembered the above
dream, I gave an involuntary gasp of horror.

A Deadly Combat:
ie, Frank Salas, Los Angeles, vey

Having seen some’ wild animals at a park, | took to

dreaming about them. I and my brother were in a deep
: “Come, brother, let us go.’
So we started in a direction where we could dimly sec

a white spot that we thought was an opening. We had

barely got halfway when we saw it was only a large

2

as if some one was coming,

white rock and we sat down in despair and had to be
contented, only to hear the whooing of owls and yelling

_of wild animals. ‘
At last we ‘started away in a diferent direction, and”

walled many and many miles till we could no longer walk,

Then we lay down, but could not go to sleep because of

the cold. So when we were rested we started off again,
hand-in-hand. As we walked we heard leaves cracking

 

  
 

 

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“went a little distance further to get a look down the
_ He was about to return, when suddenly my ears
caught a sound that seemed very horrible, and in an in-
stant I was under an animal’s body, which had its claws
fastened to my breast.

I called my brother with a half-smothered yell, and he
soon came to my rescue, but the animal seeing him come,
pounced on him and for an hour or so a fearful strug gele
followed until at’ last my brother lay helpless on the
eround. At that moment I thought I heard a gunshot,
and right before me fell the animal—dead.

I. was panic-stricken when I saw my brother dead, but

just then I heard some one call: “Frank get up; it is time
for school,” and there was mother at my side. . When
I told them of my adventure in the wilderness in dream-
land, they said: “It’s a good dream to try for the prize.”

A Brush With Robbers.
(By Karl Swafford, Baird, Texas.)

One night | was very tired, so retired very early, and
was soon on my journey in dreamland. I thought I was
away out on the border, far from where I really was.

John and I were at our camp on the banks of “The Big

Goose.” I was getting some wood for the night when
John said - “Tam going over the ridge and see ‘about the
traps.” I had finished the work I was at and was. sit-
ting in the door of the hut, when I saw about fifty horse-
men coming toward me. I well knew they were robbers,

F. so | erabbed my rifle and started For a canyon about half
, 2 ‘mile away.

‘I ‘started up the canyon when 1 thought it was filling
with water. I saw a large rock about twenty feet fron
I got me a long pole and climbed up to the
rock. I then saw men and horses floating in the water.
By this time the water was kneedeep, and just then T heard
a scream behind me and a panther hit mein the back and
knocked me into the water. But just as I hit the water [

awoke ‘to find myself Satein bed. |b Ger whizz! but I was
a seared,

A Snake Dream. |
(By Me AL Pears, Port Smith. Ark.)

On the night of March 5, 1903, 1 dreamed a queer
dream for me. A friend of mine and myself were walk-
ing along the bank of a small stream, the water of which

was very muddy. We soon came to a place where we
wished to cross. My friend thought it was too wide for
me to jump. So he began looking for rocks and chunks
to throw in for me to walk across on,.but I jumped it be-
We walked

Mi moltont, Fears!’ Then

Just an a small ae spreading adder—ran up my

| trousers leg and bit me on the leg, and stung me too. I
| grabbed it and smashed it.
on the thumb. Then I took it out of my bosom by pieces.
| While I was getting the snake out of my clothes a man
| and a little child came walking up. He asked me whether
* I would take care of his horses for him while he went to

When I did so “it stung me

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BILL STORIES. 29
Fort Smith. I asked him how long he wanted me to
keep them. He said he did not know. I told him no,
that 1 was afraid they might get stolen.
Just then my friend came running up with some medi-
cine to put on the snake bite. I told him it did not hurt
and I did not think it needed anything put on it. But he
insisted. on putting the medicine on. He told me to
squeeze my thumb where the snake stung me. I did and
the water ran out of it. Then I woke up. | don’t know
what made me dream it. [ don’t usually dream much.

 

 

Tusseling With a Crook.
(By Olof Deane, Houston, Texas.)

It was the night before Christmas that I went to bed
feeling. jubilant, and it was not very long betore I was
amid dreams, and this is my dream:

I was. going down our back steps and it seemed to be
late at night, and I had a pistol in my pocket, when I saw
a man crouching down by the side of a house that was
just a block .from where we lived. He held a burning
match in his hand, and was setting the house on fire. So
I snatched up a rope that was lying by, and pistol in hand
I went for him. I just got there in time to see him jump
over the fence. He didn’t see.me, and almost ran into me,
but I just tock a bead aim and commanded him to throw
up his hands, which he did, and then I bound him hand
and. foot, and left him there, and ran to where the
fire was still burning and threw a bucket of water
on it. I then went to where I left my man, and some
way or other he managed to eet loose just as’ I got
there. He ran at me and we began to grapple with each
other. He got the best of me, and was trying to choke me
to death when I awoke, and found I was tusseling with
the pillow.

-A Blood Curdling Dream.
(By W..W. Van Tuyl,: Port Jervis, N. Y.)

Crack! crack! crack! As each report was heard a cry
of mortal agony followed it, I had. just started to. go to
bed, and had lain down, when I was startled by the com-
motion. Rising from my bed, I walked to my window
and peered out. At first I could distinguish nothing, but
on closer observation I saw the “Buckskin Boys,’.a com-
pany I had organized, str uggling with the Indians.

It seemed I was living in the early period of settler life.
Dressing as quickly as possible, {T hastened downstairs and
seized my rifle from a rack on the wall. Dashing outside,
1 rallied my band as soon as possible, and charged the

Indians.

It was a fierce hand-to-hand struggle, and doubtless we

would have been the victors if a laree, brawny Indian had

not grabbed me. 1 squirmed and twisted and scratched,
but it did no good. Seeing I was no match for the Indian,
I gave in. The redskin carried me to the Neversink River,
Ww hich was near my heme, and putting me in a canoe,
paddled rapidly across the river.’ At last we arrived at an
Indian village. 1 was rudely thrown in a wigwam by a
young ve Half an hour “passed and the same redskin
returned, and it was then I learned my fate.

“Paleface,” said he, “it is the will of the Great Spirit,
that you shall be tied to the Erie Railroad tracks’—which

 

  

  
 

  

30 THE BUFFALO
seemed to be in existence then—‘‘and left to your fate.
shall perish all members of the ‘Buckskin Band.’

I Sa for mercy, but received none. I was carried
to the tracks and tied there. Shortly afterward | heard
the toot! toot! of an engine in the distance. Great beads
-of sweat gathered on my brow, and I fainted from sheer
fright. Whether I was run over I do not know, but I
remember I awoke soon after. I shuddered at what my
fate might have been. But it turned out to be nothing
but a blood-curdling dream.

So

 

Alone On the Prairie. ©
(By Harry Welch, Ogdensburg, N. Y.)

One night this winter I went out with a party of my
friends to spend the evening at the home of a friend.
We had a very enjoyable time, and after lunch we came
‘home. We had ice-cream and cake and a lot of other
things. I ate four dishes of ice-cream, and after I got
into bed my head ached and I felt nervous. In a little
while I dropped asleep, and dreamed 1 was on an open
prairie, such as are spoken about in Buffalo Bill Weekly,

when all at once I noticed a band of Indians sweeping —

down on me.

I tried to urge my horse into a gallop, but it seemed he
would not move. I had a rifle with me, and I brought
down a couple of Indians before they were upon me.

‘They came upon me with a sweep and I was soon a pris-

I was taken before the chief and he orderéd a
He came up to me and pricked

Oner.
young, buck to scalp me.

_me on the nose with his knife, and was about to scalp me —

when I turned over and found my mother had me by the
nose pyins to ee me.

 

My Curious Adventure.
(By Frank Rodenheber, Harlem, il.)

I had just got through with reading the dream contest
of yotir book and went to bed quite tired. I soon was off
to the land of dreams. I dreamed that my friend and I
were riding along a lonely trail in the Western mountains.

We were talking quite low when we,were frightened by a... 1-4»
Our horses stood still on their haunches, giv-

low growl.
ing low whinnies and snorts. Pretty soon a large panther,

or “mountain lion, leaped in front of us in the trail, lashing
his sides with his tail.
beast more savage. At last he gave a deep growl and
leaped at my horse’s neck. I was too frightened to shoot
him. I fell with my horse, and we were just going to
shoot the panther when I awoke with a stat. I sat up in

bed too scared to go to sleep. So I waited till morning, —

and my brother asked me what 1 was kicking him for.

 

A Polite Clock.

(By John Ward, Worcester, Meee)
‘I.had a curious dream last night.

by the anchor which was. dragging on the ground two
thousand feet below, when we OES into the White

 

we decided to get in the waves.

“the skiff and turned it over.

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I dreamed L-went 4 up.
in the air in a balloon and was gone just two minutes by a
big sidewalk clock that was dragged from its fastenings .

 

 

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House grounds at Washington and were receivad
ored guests by President Roosevelt. When the clock VS
pulled from the ground by the anchor it started to climb"

   
   

 

the rope hand over hand and reached the basket just as

we were descending into the White House grounds.

When the President advanced to receive us the clock
turned a handspring and landed directly in front of the
President, shook hands with him very politely and of-
fered him its services as timekeeper in the capital. The
President very graciously accepted his services and in-
vited us to a spread in the White House. We sat down
and were about to partake of the most sumptuous nical
when I received:a thump 1 in the back and heard “Get up
and go to work.”

 

My Dream. . _
(By Albert Campbell, Pittsbur: rg, Pa.)

A friend and I were taking a skiff ride between Herr’s
Island and Twenty-fourth Str eet, on the Allegheny River,
when we saw the steamer Tide coming up the river. So
I was rowing at the
time. I rowed so fast it did not take us five minutes to
get alongside of the Tide. When I gave a vigorous
stroke and sent the skiff up to the wheel the paddle. hit
T thought I could not swim,
and the waves carried me down the 3 river, and all at once
I went down and came up. I did this three times. When
I came up the third time I saw my friend coming toward
me with the skiff, and he pulled me in. He had managed
to turn the skiff over, and then | awoke.

 

 

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73 Buffalo Bill’s Death Charm; or, The Lady in Velvet.

74——Buffalo Bill’s Desperate Strategy; or, The Mystery of the Cliff. ¢
75-—Buffalo Bill and the Black Mask; or, The Rafile of Death.
76—Buffalo Bill’s Road Agent Round-Up; or, Panther Pete’s Revenge.
77——Buffalo Bill and the Renegade Queen; or, Deadly Hand’s Strange Duel.
78—Buffalo Buill’s Buckskin Band; or, Forcing the Redskins to the Wall.
79—Buffalo Bill’s Decoy Boys; or, The Death Rivals of the Big Horn.
80—Buffalo Bill’s Sure Shots; or, Buck Dawson’s Big Draw.

8i1—Buffalo Bill’s Texan Team; or, The Dog Detective.

82—Buffalo Bill’s Water Trail; or, Foiling the Mexican Bandit.

83—Buffalo Bill’s Hard Night’s Work; or, Captain Coolhand’s Kidnaping Plot.
84—Buffalo Bill and the Scout Miner; or, The Mounted Sharps of the Overland,

85—Buffalo Buill’s Single-Handed Game; or, Nipping Outlawry in the Bud.
860—Buffalo Bill and the Lost Miners; or, Hemmed in by Redskins.
87—Buffaio Bill's Tenderfoot Pards; or, The Boys in Black.

88—Buffalo Bill and the Man in Blue; or, The Volunteer Vigilantes of Silver Thread City.
89—Buffalo Bill and the Outcasts of Yellow Dust City; or, Fighting for Life in the Blizzard.

go—Buffalo Bill’s Crippled Crew; or, Sunflower Sam of Shasta.

gi—Buffalo Bill and the Boy Scout; or, The Tenderfoot Tramper of the Overland.

~ 92—Buffalo Bill’s Young Double; or, A Yankee Boy in the Wild. West.
93—Buffalo Bill and the Silent Slayers; or, The Arizona Crack Shot.
.,--Btlraio, Bill’s Water-Gauntlet; or, The Mystery-Man’s Talisman.
95—Buffalo Bill’s Gallant Stand; or, The Indian’s Last Victory, ee
96-—Buffalo Bill and the Black Mustang; or, Dick Dearborn’s Death Ride
97—Butfalo Bill’s Tough Tussle; or, The Mystery of the Renegade Hermit.
98—Buffalo Bill’s Rush-Ride; or, Sure-Shot, the High-Flyer.

99-——Buftalo Bill and the Phantom Soldier; or, Little Sure-Shot’s Lone Trad 3

-100—Buffalo Bill’s Leap for Life; or, The White Death of Beaver Wash.
101—Buffalo Bill and the Dead-Shot Rangers; or, The Prairie Outlaw at Bay.
102—Buffalo Bill in Dead Man’s Sw ramp; er, Trailing the Red Man Hunters
103—Buffalo “Bill’s Pony Patrol; or, The Mysterious Boy of the Overland.
104—-Buffalo Bill in Disguise; or, The Boy Boomer at Danger Divide.
105—Buffalo Bill’s Ordeal of Fire; or, The Siege of Longhurst Ranch.

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