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CHAPTER: 1:

THE CANON, CBNTAUR.

Clearwater <Cafion, crossing the boundary line that di-

vides Colorado from Utah, near the southwestern corner

of the first-named State, is—or was—a narrow and tor-

tuous passage and a stream which was insignificant in
volume during eight months of the year.

There is no reason to suppose that the cafion has
changed materially since the date at. which it claims our
attention.

The stream is a srfiall tributary of the San Juan River.

At the period of the spring freshets, when the winter's
snows were melting from the mountain slopes, a roaring
torrent rushed between the perpendicular walls of the
narrow cafion. It tumbled over rapids and plunged down

from rocky heights into dismal depths.
Then, a month later, perhaps, the stream dwindled to a

shallow . brook. that gurgled and murmured softly in
the steeper places, splashing musically as it fell from the
greatest heights, and flowing silently along the almost
Tevel stretches.

In that country, September is a cloudless month. It
was upon a September afternoon that two men led their
horses along a narrow and dangerous descent that brought
them to the bottom of Clearwater Cafion.

‘The stream, what was left of it, followed its narrow

‘and shallow bed along the middle of the wider -passage.

For most of the cafion’s length, the two horsemen
might have ridden abreast on either side of the stréam.

At the narrowest points the horses would have to ford

the stream, but as the bottom was hard and gravelly and

the water not deep, there was no trouble about this.

_ to say,

BUFFALO BILL’S STRANGE PURSUIT:
PAWNEE BILL AND THE CANYON CENTAUR.

By the author of “BUFFALO BILL.”

One of them could not be described without prompt-
ing the reader to say, “Oh, that’s Colonel Cody, known
the world over as Buffalo Bill!”

And the guess would be a true one.

The other, known as Colorado Cale, was a small man,
so weakened, pale, and old- looking that he: seemed like a
candidate for admission to an “old men’s hospital” or a
“home for the helpless.”

Of _this individual the reader will at first be prompted
“He’s no good!”

But wait.
“Now, is it upstream, or down, Cale?” queried Buf-

falo Bill, as they paused to let their horses drink from

the stream.

“Wp, in. course,
downhill, though.”
“Room most of the way, with6ut fording the stream?”
“Hosses needn’t wet the frogs of their “feet. But it’s
the durnedest, crookedest, twist-upedest gorge that was

About three mile. Easy as rollin’

-eyer gouged in these hyer glorified mountings.

“Another thing, Cody, that makes me dread the rest
of the journey wuss than as if it was the tail end of my
hangin’ bee- »

Colorado Cale paused, and thrust a plug of tobacco
between his skinny. lips.

“What is that, Cale?”

“Gittin’ toward sundown.”

“What of that?”

“Time for Cripps.”

“Who is Cripps?”

“Ain’t you hear’n of Cripps, as they calls the Cafion
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lege feller from the [ast out this way a spell ago, got
me to show him the way up to the camp, and he seen the
critter. “Twas him as called it the Cen-tower.’’

“Centaur, probably,” smiled Buffalo Bill. “That name
refers to a.fabled monster, | believe, which had
body and running gear of a horse with the head and shoul-
ders of a man.

‘That's it—that’s the critter, (Il be ding-danged if it
ain't, only this thing has the head of a hoss, all right,
and the man part on’t rides on a saddle.
—ther whole outfit goes back’ard—tail-end foremost.”

“You don’t mean a

“Yes, I do. The head of the animil is whar the tai!
orter be, and the tail, which is jest as long and reglar as
any hosses’ tail, flops and strings right ‘twixt the critter’s
front legs!. CuriouSest lookin’ jigger ye ever seen!”

Vor the first time since Colorado Cale began speaking
of the creature called Cripps, Butffalo Bill ‘manifested
something more than a casual interest.. Now the famous
scout turned and looked his companion squarely in ne
face to see if he were in earnest.

“What is this nonsense youre telling me, Cale?” he
demanded.

Lavin’ truth, colonel, every ding: danged word on’t!”

“You expect me to believe that there: is a horse and
rider that go up and down this’ canon backward—rather,
that the head of the horse is where the tail should be, or
that it looks that way?”

“Shore fact) Ive seen the critter on foe ‘diferent
times, and Ishadn’t been drinkin’ ary one of the times.

-"*What's more, the rider himself ain't as he: “orter ‘be,
that is, if he was straight human and reg'lar.” —

_ “How about the rider?” pursued: Buffalo Bill, ahs,
.by this time, ee as lively an interest in the matter
as the other could have desired.

“Waal, the best way 1 can make ye understand is to
say that he sits so his knees aire tow ard the hoss’ tail,
which, goin’ back’ard, makes that part on him goin’ as
he orter. But his face is t’other way, and so he seems to
be leanin’ over back’ard, sorter starin’ up toward the top
of the ‘cafion.

Ete: ye, colonel, the whole outfit makes the ding-
dangest show ye ever seen. It gives me shivers every
time I see it, and it makes me dread’ comin’ through here
any W here near time for sunset.”

- Buffalo Bill made no. immediate reply. he were

moving at a*moderate pace, and he seemed to be deeply

considering the problem presented by the ae oe
ire which Colorado Cale had described.

‘Cale was superstitious, but Buffalo Bill was Agle at

 

least, not in the way which goes with childishneéss or ’

ignorance. Of course, the great scout, in his life;.-+had
ao many things, and had many experiences, which he
could not. have explained by natural causes, as he” ‘un-
derstood them. — ft

Almost everybody has iene or ioeeae some
things which it was not easy to ex fain. To acknow ledge
this is not to confess a belief in supetstition,

Buffa lo Bill did not usually pay much attention to the
tales cf “haunted cabins,” “ghost riders,’ and the like,
such as may always be heard from “the lips of the more
ignorant miners, mountain. men, and: ‘hunters.

Yet there was now and then oné whieh. aimed: ‘more
than a passing notice, and this one about t the Cafion: Cen-
ee seemed to be one Of them yi rae

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of books went. Yet Buffalo Bill knew him to be shrewd,
cautious, ‘and incredulous when it came to the common
“mysteries” and outlandish yarns which are always cur-
rent among men who live in the midst of wildness and
danger, w hether on sea or land. :

}S’pose ye think I’ve been tellin’ of ye a ding-danged
pack of lies?” observed Cale, at last, breaking the silence.

“TI haven't said so,’ returned the scout.

“Waal, ye better aot! Durned if I wouldn't fight if
ye did—I would, by mighty!”

“That would be a pity, Cale, since weve never had
any trouble. To tell the truth, this yarn of yours in-
If you have really
seen any such figure as you have described, of course it
means that there is some ny stery back of it—not a ghost
mystery, to my mind
-©That’s where ye aire 'way off, colonel!” Cale broke in.

"You think there is a ghost business about it?”

“Now yer grinnin’ jest as if ye wanted to hoot fun
at me! Waal, etin, if ye: wanter. 2hat eritter has
been shot at more times than ye could count on all yer
toes and fingers. And nary bit of lead never seemed to
pect at ity. ee

“You have fired at it?”
“The two first times I seen it.
oN as there no effect?”

“Nary effect. Critter kept right.on as if nothin’ hadn't
dropped.”

“Did you shoot at the man, or the horse?’
“Man fust time, hoss next. Both times the durned
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Nex’ time I dassent.”

once, and f reckoned it had a mind ter smash- through

me. But it sheered off jest afore it got to me, ae awent
va through the water.”

Wil 1en did you see this—this creature last 2”

“‘Less’n a week.ago.’

“How about others who. have seen it; for I suppose
you don’t depend on the evidence a yO own eyes
altogether ?”

“Mor’hn a dozen up to the camp have ne the critter.
Two, or three have iied shootin’ at it) Jest the same
luck asd had?) 2? ae aa

“Well, what has the thing done besides riding up and

‘ down the caion, showing off its figure and style for

public comfort and admiration? Have you ever heard
of its offering to do any mischief in any way!”

“That's somethin’ that a man can’t say about” positive.
Mischief has been done. Ye knows what fetches you up
to Chispa Camp, and “made ye send that message to, Paw-
nee. Bill, tellin’ him as to. whar you’ were a- goin, and

ee him to hot-foot it up this a-way to lend a hand.”

“The mysterious robberies which the mining men ‘have
suffered—yes. Do you connect these with the. eae
rider of the cafon?”

“EH tell. ye: Mountain Mike, an Te one was
up. to the camp six months ago, with a big bag. of- cust
and rocks, and bloomin’ full of whisky most-of the time,
besides bein’ a ding-danged good feller every way, was
found with a knife in his neck one mornin? Fight about
at this p’int. You wasn’t up in oe diggin: then, and
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it seems to have been done on the stamping ground of
this queer Cafion Centaur which yofi have been describ-
ing.” 5

“That's how*! figeered it, _And that ain’t all... Ye
know I told ye about two of the miners, and the daugh-
ter of another one ere sorter mysterious a month
aS! ey Pais

“fF remember that was a part of the report you brought

‘¢to me, and which I was to look into.”

“Waal, they all was swallered up, so to speak, ne
they was passin’ along this very cafion.’

“Was each of the three persons who disappeared in
that way alone at the time : re

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“The girl, too?”

“She was a nervy little un, fe would ride off alone
where I wouldn’t like to. Yas, she was alone.”

“Any money, gold dust, or valuables with her?”

“Tm ding-danged.if I know about that p’int.”

They rode on again in silence, and the handsome face
of Buffalo Bill was grave with the thought he was giving
to the subject.

It was beginning to grow dark in the cafion, and Col-
orado Cale suddenly exclaimed:

- “Thar,.1 reckon the Centower is comin’!

CHAPTER TT.
A STRANGE PURSUIT,

A flash came into the eyes of Buffalo Bill which those
who knew him best. would have said was the kind that
“meant business.”

                                        

ways ready.
But he clutched the weapon a little tighter as it rested
across his saddle. At the same time, he pulled his horse
out a little to one side of the sort of bridle path which ran
along on that side of the stream.

Colorado Cale followed suit.

It could be seen that his skinny, yellow countenance

became somewhat pale—and it may be said that few had

ever seen a sign of even the faintest sort of fear on his
peculiar face, although many had seen him in a situation.
that would have taxed the steadiest herves.

Somehow—and the old fellow could not have explained
why—the very thought or prospect of meeting the sin-
gular horseman called the Canon Centaur struck a sort of
terror to his heart.

Buffalo Bill was quick to read the feeling which un-
nerved his companion. He knew that it must have been
awakened in the first place by something extraordinary.

But there was no time then to attempt to fathom the
mystery, for the clicking of iron-shod hoofs on the rocky
floor of the cafion told that the horseman was close at
hand, and approaching at a spanking pace.

A bend in the cafion just ahead hid the horseman at
the moment. But it soon came into view, speeding down
the cafion at a furious clip.

A single glance showed Buffalo Bill that the predic-
tion of Colorado Cale was being fulfilled.

The Cafion Centaur was racing along the narrow space
on the same side of the stream as that which. the scout

and his companion were following.

It was easy for Buffalo Bill to doe why the
being called Cripps should inspire a superstitious fear

and dread in the minds of the mountain wove of that
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The description which Colorado Cale had given of the

. monster was no exaggeration.

Indeed, no description could be put into words that
would give an adequate idea of the grotesque and really
repulsive aspect of the figure as it came sweeping down
the cafion.

As Cale had ae the body of the horse appeared to
be going backward, although the legs were in the proper
shape and position.

The horse seemed to be of unusual size. a he tail, of
sweeping length, trailed between the animal’s forelegs.

In the dim light that prevailed at the time in the cafion

the exact color of the horse was not easy to make out.
But it appeared to be of a rather dark chestnut, or bay,
with one white forefoot.

. Its pace was that of a racer, and as it thundered around
the bend in the passage just above the spot where the
scout and his companion were waiting, it seemed to them
that they had never seen a horse travel as that one was
doing.

The rider, at first, could not be seen so distinctly. But
in another moment he became outlined with sufficient

‘distinctness for the description of Colorado Cale to be

again verified.

_ The form, that of a man, was rather tall in the saddle.
It was clad in mountaineer costume, wearing a tunic of
vivid red, with beaded fringe, evidently the handiwork of
the Navaho Indians.

He sat astride of a rather heavy saddle, but with the
arms, legs, and shoulders facing toward the tail of the
horse, yet in the direction in which the animal was trav-
eling. But the head and face were turned in exactly the
opposite direction—that is, toward the head of the horse.

Yet, as the rider leaned toward his hands, which were

stretched out in the usual position, as if holding the

reins, it caused him to appear to be bending his head over
backward, and staring up at the strip of sky which was
visible above the summit of the cafion walls,

A strange, weird, uncanny figure, indeed, and, as it
burst more fully into the view of Buffalo Bill, the latter
did not marvel at the impression which it had made on
the mountaineers who had chanced to meet it in the bw
light of the lonely gorge. .

"The great scout had time to swiftly take in all ihe
strange “features of the grotesque rider, while the latter,
seemed to-be bearing directly down upon our friends, as
if he did not see them.

As the face was turned in the opposite direction, this »
was not‘strange, and Buffalo Bill drew his horse yet closer
to the wall to avoid what seemed tobe the danger of a
collision.

Yet, at the moment when it appeared that Cripps, the

Cafion Centaur, must pass within arm’s length of the

border king, the former suddenly swerved to the right,
and plunged into the stream, which he followed obliquely,
so as to quickly cross to the other side without losing
much of his headway.

The water was beaten into foam by the swift strokes
of the animal’s feet, and an instant later the iron shoes
were clashing on the flinty rocks of the other shore.

The voice of Buffalo Bill rang out in a command that
caused Colorado Cale, to open his mouth in dismay:

“Halt, on your life!”

Did the mysterious horseman slacken his pace just a
trifle in obedience to the crisply spoken order? To the
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he certainly did net come to a stop, and if he slackened
for a moment, he speeded up again the next.

The rifle of Buffalo Bill was leveled with that light, ©

quick precision which was so peculiar to him.

Its report snapped against the falls of the gorge.

The mysterious horse made a tremendous leap, as if he
had been hit. “

At the same time a cry—seemingly feminine in its ac-
cents—came from the weird rider.

That cry withheld Buffalo Bill from trying a second
shot at the horse, as he had intended to do, choosing a
different ‘spot as a mark.

The natural chivalry of the great scout would not per-
mit him to take advantage of a person of the opposite sex
unless he were absolutely certain that she was of a most
dangerous and unscrupulous character.

On this score he had very slender evidence against
the so-called Cripps, the Cafion Centaur.

Although restrained from again attempting to stop the
mysterious rider by means of his great skill with the
rifle, Buffalo Bill by no means gave up the idea of stop-
ping the fleeing figure if possible.

_ Without. hesitation, the scout wheeled his own horse
into the stream, splashed across, and the next moment was
in full pursuit.

“Don't, Cody! for the Lawd’s sake!” yelled Colorado
Cale, in consternation, as he saw his companion flying
down the canon in pursuit of the mystic rider.

But Buffalo Bill paid no attention to the appeal. He

speeded his splendid horse up to its best, and seemed to
fairly fly over the hard trail.

But it was as if he were pursuing a wraith or a will v’
the wisp, for the faster he made his splendid horse bound
over the flinty floor of the cation, so much the swifter did
the grotesque animal in advance lead the race, —

Not knowing what else to do, and not liking in his
present mood to be left alone; Colorado Cale wheeled his
own horse across the stream and followed at the tail of
the race as fast as he could speed his own excellent
animal.

Despite his best efforts, however, he fell rapidly to the
rear, until he expected, momentarily, that Buffalo Bill
would pass from his sight totally.

Yet he was in time to witness another audacious at-
tempt on the part of the scout to stop the career of the
phantom horseman.

It was something which Colorado Cale would not have
had the skill to do, even if he had dared to attempt it.

It was a throw of the lasso, with a skill which was as
matchless as the great scout’s accuracy with the rifle.

But in this case it was not a time when skill or practice
told. :

Even at the beginning of the race, Cripps—-as we might

as well call the unknown—was as far in the lead as it was
possible for the lasso of the scout’to reach.
- At least, Buffalo Bill judged this to be so, and, al-
though he had thought of throwing the lariat at the out-

set, he believed that he would better wait until he had

gotten a horse length closer to the other.

But he soon discovered that there was no prospect of
closing up any part of the gap between them; instead, it
seemed to him that Cripps was slowly but surely drawing
away from him, and this decided Buffalo Bill to venture
the throw of the lasso while there yet might be time.

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in the air, and for an instant it looked as if it would drop
over the head of the*strange animal in the lead. :

That head, being in the rear, was, of course, the nearest:

portion of the “centaur” as a mark for the noose.

‘The coil fell, the noose struck the head of the fleeing
animal, and slipped off the nose! iat

Two inches closer, and it would have caught the game.

The miss was not the fault of Buffalo Bill.

Indeed, so accurately could he calculate distances in
lasso throwing, that he had felt sure that the noose would
fall short, and by just the amount that the result in-
dicated. \

Colorado Cale was not too distant to witness the auca-
cious attempt to lasso a “ghost.” He fairly held his
breath until he witnessed the result. ©

Then, of the two, his face showed an expression of
relief, and, as it became certain that Cripps would escape,
Cale muttered under his breath: | .

“Tl be ding-danged if I ain’t glad of it. If the noose
had ketched and held, I reckon Cripps would have dragged
Buffler Bill to kingdom come!”

CHAPTER It
CAMP -CHISPA,

In Camp Chispa, at the head of Clearwater Cafion,
there were just sixty-two habitations, all told. Some were
canvas tents, others more resembled Indian tepees, while
the most imposing were shanties of wood and stone—or
of stone and clay.

The two last-mentioned materials were abundant in the
locality, and, although heavy to handle, most of the deni-
zens of the place were ambitious to have a shelter built
of them, in the course of time—when they had leisure for
the construction.

The best of the stone and clay houses belonged to one
Kenneth King—or King Kenneth, as he preferred to be
called. It had two rooms on the ground floor, and quite
a spacious loft, :

King had no partner. He counted nobody in the camp
good or great enough to stand as his equal, which a part-
ner would be supposed to do.

But he had a slave, or attendant, or valet—wwhatever
he might be called. , vee

This individual was a Digger Indian—a short, loose-
jointed, stupid-looking redskin, of that most miserable of
redskin tribes.

King Kenneth was in the habit of bullying and whack-
ing this redskin, whom he called Scar-face, to his heart’s
content.

Sear-face didn’t seem very much to mind either the

whacks or the bullying. Sometimes an extra hard clip
on the ear or cheek from the hard palm of King would
make Scar-face open his sleepy eyes a little wider for an
instant,

But that was all. At least, up to the time which has
been chosen for his introduction, that had been all.

Buffalo Bill and Colorado Cale were on their way up
the cafion, and, drawing near to the camp when King
Kenneth came out of his shanty and found Scar-face
squatted near the door pulling at the pipe and tainting the
air with the vilest of tobacco fume aor

Up went King’s foot, and the pipe was kicked out of
the Indian’s mouth with such force that it flew clear over
the shanty roof,

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quickly, rabbing his lips and grinning, as if it were all a~

joke.
“You dirty barbarian!” snarled King, glaring at his
slave,
Scar-face extended his grin another inch in width.
“Why didn’t ye come in and tell me when ye got back
from the cafion, ye miserable root eater?’ growled King,
“Me come in, you ‘sleep, me wake up, me get whack,
whack heap lot times |”
“You pretend to say that. you found me asleep when

you got back, do ye?” :
| Me go in, you heap snore, me watch, you not
wake up, then snore two heap.”

eVan,

“You're lying now, Injun, and you know it. Own up,

‘you rooter !”

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“Yah, me lie,” admitted. the other, evidently ready to

own up to anything for the sake of peace.

“Ye just wanted to rest yerself and smoke, that’s what
you wanted to do, and that’s the,reason you didn't come
and report to me, as I ordered.”

“Yah, that it. Me lie bofe times—me lie hen me
say you snore, and me lie” gain when me say me lie fust
time.”

“Shut up your gibberish!
the cafion?”

Vea 2?

“What did you see down the cafion?
ing this way?”

“Yah. Col’rado Cale and nudder man.
heap long hair, ride easy, this way.”

And Scar-face swayed his body to and fro in a gro-
tesque attempt to illustrate the manner in which Buffalo
Bill rode a horse.

“Who was the other man?
Scardiace’|

“"No.. Never see “fore.”

“What sort of looking man was it?

“Some tall, some big.’

“T suppose that means that he was a big chap.
his face?

What did you discover down

Anybody com-

Nudder man

Didn’t you know him,

Short, or tall?”

And

gets here. Somehow, the thought of a stranger with
Colorado Cale makes me uneasy.’
“Ha Hee

“I asked what kind of a face did this str anger tae :

“Heap good face; hair on dis lip, more hair on dat lip,.
eyes heap keen, jes’ like hawk, look bofe ways same time.
Him ride heap easy, jes’ way me tell.” :

“Thousand devils! It can’t be—but, no, Bill Cody

would never come this far from his stamping grounds.

And yet; the fool’s description tallies with his make-up
oa LG
King Kenneth paced to and fro in front of fis cabin

~ for a minute or two

Scar-face sneaked around to the other side, groped

for and found his pipe, and slipped it in among his rags.

King Kenneth missed him at the moment, and made a
spring and caught the miserable slave by the throat and
shoved him up against the side of the cabin. He held
him thus until he felt the Indian’s body grow limp under
his hands. Then he released him, and Sear-face, with his
life nearly choked out of him, sank in a heap to the

ground,

‘Giving the prostrate form a kick, King wheeled and
strode down toward the cafion.

At the same instant a young woman, jauntily clad in

a tight- Aone bodice of . crimson velvet, trimmed with

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beadwork, and a short skirt of a darker material, came |
running to the spot and bent over the prostrate redskin.

The latter had let out a single cry of terror when he >
had been first sgiecd by King Kenneth, and the girl had
heard it,

“What! she a a ring of fierce indignation ine
her tones. “Has the brute murdered his faithful slave
outright? If he has, he shall answer for it,. I will see |

that he be called to account, if he were ten times King JJ

Kenneth!”
Out came a little flask, and a few drops of liquor went _

between the lips of Scar-face and drizzled down his _

throat.

He gasped, and opened his stupid eyes.

“He didn’t quite kill you, did he, Scar face?”

“Heap good—give Scar-face more.’

The Indian smacked his lips, and then licked them with ©
his tongue for a drop of the liquor which had dribbled —
down onto his chin.

“No, too much would make Scar- tice sick,’ said the
girl kindly. Nis

“Queen Kate heap good Scar-face.”’
“King Kenneth w IP dill you one of these days, if you
stay with him. What makes your”

“Hah: 20?

“Why don’t you leave your brutal master and never
give him another chance to abuse you?”

“Where me go?”

“Come to me. I will have work for you, and I will.
pay you for it, and feed you as well as I feed myself.”

“King Kenneth come make you give me up him ‘gen.”

“I would like to see King Kenneth make me do any -
thing.”

“Good! Queen Kate heap hoe Give Scar-face
knife, he cut off King Kenneth head when he sleep.”

There was a baleful flash in the Indian’s eyes as he
said this. It appeared that the choking, with the promise
of liberty from this girl, had aroused a spark of spirit
and vengefulness in the breast of the miserable redskin.

“No, not that. But you shall have a knife, and if he
attempts to seize you, or strike you, just slash ‘him with
it; That would be tair play.”

“Yah, that heap fair play,’ grinned Scar-face.

At that moment B uffalo Bill and Colorado Cale rode
into the camp at the lower end.

King Kenneth stood where he could observe them, and
a ferocious gleam came in his eyes as he beheld the king
of bordermen riding into the town with the air of a con-

-queror,

itis Buffalo Bill? he hissed. “A thousand devils!”

He pulled a. revolver, ‘and took aim at Cody, and
probably the life of the latter hung by a hair for just a
moment; but Kenneth happened to think that he was not
a dead shot with any kind of a gun, and certainly not with
the small kind. And to fire at Buffalo Bill and miss
would be sure to start something which would be the
finish of somebody besides Cody himself, was the thought
which restrained King Kenneth from hazarding a shot
at the great scout at short range.

Colorado Cale went with the scout to find accommo-
dations for his guest and horse, There was a saloon
where meals were served in the rear and lodgings fur-
It was a poor place; but Camp Chispa
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another glimpse of Buffalo Bill, nearly collided with Col-
orado Cale as the latter came out.. a

“Get out of the way, you dried-up specimen!”
King, and he gave Colorado Cale a shove.

Cale faced about. He sized up Kenneth, and then said:

“Ding-dang ye! ‘Take that!” and he fetched the ruf-
fian a crack with his left hand. “And this’—another
wipe with his right fist—‘“‘and t’other.”

The last was a kick that sent King Kenneth flat on his
back.

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CHAPTER IV.
A BULLY SUBDUED.

From a doorway, Buffalo Bill witnessed the encounter

between Colorado Cale and King Kenneth. The face and
figure of the latter had already attracted the notice of the
border king, and he had been on the watch to obtain a
better view of hint. | ; .
_. The form, more than the face, had seemed familiar to
Buffalo Bill, and by that subtle association of ideas which
comes to every one, he felt that this man would turn out
to be a relic of some past difficulty, quarrel, or crime in
which the scout had been called upon to take a part.

Aside from his interest in King Kenneth, Buffalo. Bill
could not help being entertained by the punishment the
big man was getting at the hands of the little, weazened
old fellow, who looked to be about ready to drop into his
Orave. —.

_ With Kenneth flat on his back, Colorado Cale would
-have passed on with hardly a second glance at him. But
as he turned his back on the man he had downed, a warn-
ing exclamation from ‘a bystander, who had witnessed a
part of the encounter, caused Cale to look at King again.

He saw that King, without stirring from the position in

_ which he had fallen, had pulled a gun, and was taking de-
liberate aim at the old man.

King Kenneth “had the drop,” and it was evident that

he meant to make use of it. But a command from the

doorway put a different complexion on the situation.
‘Drop the gan! 77
It was Cody who spoke.
Kenneth hesitated, and the dull red that held possession
of his face faded out, and a sickly pallor took its place.

Buffalo Bill ‘“‘covered’ him with a revolver.~ There
was not a quiver to either hand or eye, and King Ken-
neth knew what it meant for him to disobey or even to
hesitate, so he flung the weapon from him, as if it had
_ burned his fingers. Then he sprang to his feet, with an
oath, and the color came back into his face.

He saw that several of the citizens of Camp Chispa
had observed his encounter with Colorado Cale, and that
some of them were grinning over the way in which a big
man had been done up by a little one.

King Kenneth had a reputation as a bully which he felt
called upon to hold up at all hazards. He saw that it was
up to him to give that little, dried-up, old man a punish-

_ ment that would serve as a caution to others who might —

take a notion that King Kenneth was out of the race.
_ As he glared at Colorado Cale, he could not help won-

_ dering how it had happened that he had received two -

cracks and a kick, and been landed on his back, all at the

hands of such a mummy. Ce
Colorado Cale was walking back toward the saloon

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King came waltzing up in front of him with the air of one
who meant to clean out a sectionof the camp.
“Waal, I'll be ding-danged!” exclaimed Cale; “if I

‘didn’t reckon you had laid down to take a nap, King!

Didn’t the bed suit ye?”

A crowd began to gather. Rumors that a fight of a
novel sort was on spread like wildfre.

King Kenneth had his friends in the camp, and there
were likewise not a few who would have been pleased to
see him put down to stay down.

Colorado Cale had been one of those who came and
went in the camp, and, while he had no enemies, not many
claimed him as a friend. His eccentric speech and yarns
made fun for a crowd sometimes, but in a general way he
had played a rather silent part at Camp Chispa.

That the old fellow had knocked down King Kenneth
was a rumor that could not be believed until something
more should be done to prove it as a possibility.

“If I laid, down,” growled Kenneth, trying to keep down
the rage that boiled within him, knowing that a show of
dignity in the coming encounter would count with the
crowd better than any amount of bluster, “then it was be-
cause you /hit at me when I wasn’t looking for it, and
I thought I’d get out of your way in place of stnashing
I stumbled over a stone—that’s how I happened to
Pall

“Lawd! If I’d noticed there was any loose4tun about
I’d have picked ’em up, so’t I could ’a’ downed ye fair;
I would, by mighty! And now what ye want of me?
Want me to let ye hit back oncet, jest to square the
score?” ne

“No, I don’t want to be seen smashing up such a

/dried-up specimen as you are. It’s out of my line. But

you know I fell just because I stumbled over a loose
stone, and I expect you to say so before these gentle-.
Taet.., Ae

One of the bystanders, who chanced to be friendly to
King Kenneth, picked up a round cobblestone near where
the encounter had taken place.

“That shows what King fell over,’ said the finder,
holding up the trophy.

Carl hunched his narrow shoulders. If they had known

him well they would have known that he was getting

mad.

“I'l tell jest how nigh I’ll come to sayin’ that I knows
that ye fell over a stun, and that is, that ye’re lyin’, and
yé know it, and so 1s the g’loot that pertends to find the
stun that ye pertend to have fell over! That’s the truth
of the marter, ‘thout any fringes or furbelows, and I stand
ready to back it up or face it down!” :

Buffalo Bill was near enough to hear all that was said.
He was a man noted for his coolness and nerve, and it
was but natural that he should admire the same qualities
in another. He had observed the encounter between Col-
orado Cale and King Kenneth, and was surprised by the
apparent ease with which the old man overcame the one
who seemed to be in the prime of a vigorous physical
manhood.

_ And now the little, withered old man was boldly defy-
ing not King Kenneth alone, but all his friends in the
camp, as well. : a

Kenneth was fairly blue with rage. a

“See me tear him up and blow away the pieces!” he
roared. 3
With that, he made a rush at Colorado Cale.

If his hulking form had struck the smaller man, the

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latter might have been crushed. But Cale sprang to one
side with the ninbleness of a monkey, and, as the form

_of his opponent passed him, he struck out with one of his
small, skinny fists. -

The clip was about the same in force ae effect as’

it would have been had it been dealt with a carpenter's
hammer,
King Kenneth p lunged headions g past his adversary and
once more measured his length on the ground.  —
Cale followed him up, and stood over him, fairly dane-
‘ing with mingled glee and rage.
Se COE to fime, ye ding-danged boozer!” cried the old
man, in his high- keyed voice, which rose to a piping treble
when excited.

“Git up, and begin yer tearin’ up and bowie of the ©

pieces, ye. durned jay hawk! Climb on ter yer job, for
ye. don’t want to lose any time. Don’t lay there and have
another snooze while I’m losin’ valyble tune waitin’ for
ye. If ye’re sick of the scrimmage, jest say. so, and then
crawl off inter yer hole, and pull the hole in arter ye,
jod-durn ye!”

The one who had spoken up. ‘asa backer of Kine Ken-
-neth was at hand to hustle the latter to his feet again.
The big man once more faced his withered little : antag-
“onist, ‘and all could see that a big lump was swelling un-
der King’ s left eye, which was fast closing up.

vile Ww as bloody and dusty, and what pugilists | call

“groggy.”

But he had agreed to. tear. the little ‘man to pieces, and
he could see that the crowd was expecting him to fulfill
the contract, and he suspected that he might not have

gone to work about it in the right, way in the first. place.

Colorado Cale was quick. as lightning, and he had given
: the old man an opening in ‘that headlong rush which he
need. not have done.

King was sobered and made cautious, and he began to
spar with prudence and in a style that indicated some
epractice i thie art,"

But Colorado Cale did not wait to Bee off what he
could do in that line. He wasn’t in the game for “points.’’
He was there to hammer the conceit out of King Kenneth,
and he confined himself yy to that part of the

_progr at cai

For a minute it looked as if there were a dozen counter-
parts of Colorado Cale dancing about King Kenneth, kick-
ing and fisting alternately, and with a rapidity. which had
never. been exhibited. before 1 in any mountain camp in that

ew ic
King was cuffed and slapped and kicked all over, tntil

he felt as if he was being run through a thrashing ma- |

chine. If he got in any return blows they’ seemed to be
: without effect, and as for science, he found that it was
of about as much use to him as poetry.
. He fell backward before the storm of blows and kicks,
_ until at last he felt something against. his back. It was
the wall of the shanty. that contained the saloon, and he
-.could-retreat.no farther.

“Then Colorado Cale started a fresh course of treatment.
He got King by a grip with both hands, one on each side
_of the man’s round face, and banged. ae head gaint the
oSpone and clay wall) eo
“Let go! Mercy!’ I give ins east came jerk
ingly from the blue: lips: of King Kenneth,
“= Colorado Cale let go, and his adversary” ane int a limp
ue to the ground, - .

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“Ary gentleman wz he
inquired. And he began to dle ee the man wae had
found the stone which King Kenneth had fallen over.

But that ruffian scurried to the rear of the:crowd at a
rate which showed little inclination to champion the ae
of the boss of Camp Chispa.

More than a dozen of the better class of the miners
gathered about Cale to congratulate him on his victory.
But he got away from them as socn as he could, and: re-.
joined Buffalo Bill.

The latter, meanwhile,
covery. .

                                       

had made an important dis-

CHAPTER.
PLANS AND PLOTS.

The room secured by Buffalo’ Bill at Camp. Chispa for
lodgings was situated directly over the saloon. ue

The bed was a shake-down, pieced out with the blankets

which the scout had brought along.

There were neither table nor chairs in the room, ‘but at
one side there was a rude wooden bench which served m
the place of both,

The floor was of rough boards, loosely Gia and oat

plenty of knotholes, which served to ventilate the saloon

below, and in So doing to ‘Vitiate the atmosphere Of the

: chamber.

But it was the best there was to be had; with ‘all its
faults, and Buffalo Bill had occupied worse quarters ¢ even
than these.

Colorado Cale followed the scout up’ ‘the 'tickety” stairs
to the room we have described. Out in front of the
building, the crowd which had gathered’ to witness the

“conflict between Colorado Cale and King Kerineth was

‘still assembled, and, as there were two factions, one on
the side of Cale and the other championing ‘Kenneth, there
seemed to be a fair prospect of a general battle te settle
the final merits of the affair.
Cale sank upon the wooden bench, still” breathing hard
from his violent exertion.
Yet he did not seem to.be exhausted by. any means,
and the border king looked down at him admir ingly.
“Cale, you are a marvel!” he exclaimed... :
“Tay ding- danged if 1 know what a*marvil is, Cody.”
“You are one, soa marvel is what you are,’ ae
the scout, :
a Then. a maryil ain't eos to bre on till it he roar-
in’, tearin’ mad. And then it clinzbs right inter the scrim-

: mage and stays there till it can't scrim any longer.”

“T called you up here, Cale, to tell you something. that
I have discovered; and to ask you about.a point: ar two.”
“Go ahead with yer a then, 17 Bien eo off
so't ican hears | reckon:
“near that the man you were pols on in. “the”
fight is called Kenneth King, or King Kenneth,”
“That's the mark that'll git carved on his tombstun

-one of these. days if he don’t stop bein’ $0 danged keer-

Ss ey ou.had better wait and put on a real name.” :

Ww hat d’ ¥e meats i oe.
“He. was_under arrest three or four years “ago at the

military. post. of Fort Kearney, in Nebraska, for stabbing

a brawl over a game of cards, At that time

TSG shoud of names ?”
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“He escaped.”
“Where'd he go?”

Snothing of him. Then he started a record up there: by

more knifework,; in which I believe one miner lost his life
and another was badly done up. .
. “He got,the name there of being a bad man. He
called himself Kenny. Note again the resemblance to
Kenneth.”’ ne

“Them names sorter run in his head, I reckon.”

“That isn’t the whole of his story. From the ,Black
Hills, he jumped to Cheyenne. From there he went out
on a stagecoach with two or three other passengers, and
the whole outfit was held up and cleaned out. It was
reported that one of the passengers was a confederate
of the road agents, and, of course, it was this same cit-
q7eu.

“The name then was Kingston.
of the same old name, you see.” ;

“You seem to have his record down pretty fine, Cody.”

“T have been tracking him, off and on, ever since he
sy escaped from the guard at Fort Kearney. &
| Thad no idea of finding him here, though, andi:
count it a streak of luck. But he is slippery, and no
doubt he spotted me as soon as I came into the camp.

“If I hadn’t stopped for that useless chase of Cripps,
down in the cafion, we might have arrived here- before
evening had fairly set in, and then I could have had a
chance to arrange a quiet trap for catching this game, as
he probably would have been at work in the diggings in
the “daytime.” : oe

“Not so sure about that. King Kenneth ain’t very
much on the work. He’s bigger on the sneak and the
Dias ee

“Likely. «In any case, he knows I am here now, and
if he takes it into his head to light out of the camp, [|
can't stop him without throwing up the rest of*the busi-
hess that fetches me here. And I hate to do that. For
that matter, it is more than Ifkely that King may have
| something to do with the rest of the affair.”

“Jest what I’ve been thinkin’.”

“You say he doesn’t work much in the diggings?”

“No. He juggles with claims—buys, sells, and swaps.
He'd steal ’em if he could stuff ‘em into his pocket.”

“Has he a partner?” re

“Nary apard. But he has a slave—jest that, and noth-
in’ less.” oe ae

“How is that?”
| “A Digger Injun. The feller jest waits on King, reg'lar
nigger style. King ki¢ks, cuffs, and chokes the redskin
| jést when he feels like it.” :

“Did the redskin come here with him?’
1 believe so,”
“And do you suppose they. have been together for some
time, perhaps, before coming here?”
ooo pad that idee.” \ ae os
| “I want to see that Digger. _Where is their shack?” | ~
| “Want me to show ye to it while King is blowin’
Prourd Mere 82: ae he :
| “Yes. Get the Digger out so I can interview him. I
reckon the redskin can tell somé secrets, if I can only

Still another mix-up

| Manage to unseal his lips.” op ee co
“You bet he can; git him started. Wanter lay for him
“now 2” : |
“The sooner the better.”
“Here we go, then. But we don’t want to: get the red-

 

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BILL. STORIES.

skin into any kind of a hole so that his master will take
i OUL Colin ke
= We will take care of the redskin. 7
Colorado Cale led the way down the. rickety stairs. and.
out of the building by a rear door, unobserved ‘by. any of
COG, WomMaes i ce ee aa

Familiar as he was with every part of the camp, Cale
took Buffalo Bill across to the opposite side of the moun-
tain settlement.

The dwelling of King Kenneth was easy to find.

But they soon found that Scar-face, the Digger Indian
valet of King, was not in the dwelling.

“Ding-dang cur’s gone!” exclaimed Colorado Cale.

At the same moment a light from the window of Queen
Kate’s shack caught his eye.

He had not spoken of Queen Kate to Buffalo Bill.

“He might be over in the shanty yender,”’ he observed.
_ Uhe one that holds out there is always stickin’ up for the
Injun, to save him from the cruelty of his master.”

“Ah! that’s worth looking into. Who lives there?”

“Why, I’m ding-danged if I ain’t forgot to mention the

_ gal. She's the one.that’s a good deal more of a reignin’

queen in the camp than that g’loot is the king, well as he.
likes to be called that.”

“A young woman, then ?”

“Yes, han’some, dresses gay as ye please, has one of
the best claims in the diggin’s, and hires three men to work
it for her. Queen Kate, she’s called.”

“You think the Digger may be in her shack ?”

“Yes. She’s always tryin’ to git the feller to leave his
master, and promisin’ to stand by him. King may have
been extry ugly, and she coaxed the Injun to hide in her
slack : oe

“Possibly she may not take kindly to our interfer-
ence, |

“She'll take anything from me all right, Ye may be
sure she'll be willin’ to do anything to help down King
Kenneth.”

“Then we will try and see her at once.”

- Colorado Cale led the way to the cabin of Queen Kate.

While the shanty of King Kenneth was the largest and
best built of any in the camp, that of Queen Kate was

_ the neatest-and most attractive in appearance,

There were beds of flowers in front of the door, and
a mass of morning glories clambered over the window.
A\ light shone through the leaves of these vines from
within.
_Cale’s knock was promptly answered by the clear, mu-
sical tones of the girl miner. ae
Well, what is wanted?” the voiced asked.
“It's Colorado Cale, and he’s fetched a gentleman along
as 1s most partick’lar to see Miss Kate—a gentleman, as
I can vouch for from neck to heels.” :
The door was instantly unbarred, and Buffalo Bill
beheld a vision of womanly beauty and dignity such. as

he had not dreamed of seeing in that camp

_ Colorado Cale introduced his companion in character-~
istic terms, and instantly the girl invited them to enter,
closed the door after them, and then confronted-them in
the full light of the lamp which brightly illumined the in-
terior of the little cabin. ee Si ret
“T have heard of you, Colonel Cody,
justly famous assistant, Pawnee Bill.”

e

and also of your
she said, with ‘a

rare smile, “and your fame makes you welcome, as: it
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‘ ce a little before sunset.

«] reckon that is more than some of the citizens of
this camp will be likely to say,” smiled Buffalo Bill.

perhaps, . But there are those who will be glad to have
you here, I am sure.’

“Colorado Cale was just speaking about the Indian
servant of King Kenneth. We didn’t find him at his
master’s shanty.”

“He is here,’ was the prompt answer.
to see him?”

“Yes, 1f you do not object.”

She drew back a blanket which hung so as to shut one
corner of the room from view.

“Come, Scar-face, it is Colorado Cale and another
friend, who will not let King Kenneth abuse you.”

In response, the Digger slave of King sidled out of
the closet, and stood before the guests, grinning.

A glance at his face, neck, and bare arms and shoul-
ders disclosed the bruises, scars, and cuts which were the
marks of Kenneth’s brutality.

Despite his grin, there was an expression of lurking
terror in his eyes as he glanced apprehensively toward

“Do you wish:

the door, as if he feared that this: was some trap set by his

master to catch him.’

CHAPTER VI
A FRIEND tS “FOUND:

A Digger Indian may not possess much intelligence,
and in the case of Scar-face, probably he did not have so
much wit as belongs to average representatives of his
tribe. But he did have a kind of animal cunning and
something like instinct, or intuition, and his senses were

- alert, and his memory unfailingly accurate.

A glance at Buffalo Bill was equivalent to a recogni-
tion, as he had seen the scout coming up the canon on
This was the man of
whose peculiar easy riding he had ey to King Ken-
neth.

“You have nothing to fear from me, Scar- face,” said
Buffalo. Bill.

The great scout had a wonderfully winning voice and
manner when he chose to use them, either toward men or
women.

Scar-face orinned, this time in n pleasure.

“Me like look Long Hair, heap. Him ride horse dis

way,’ and the Indian mimmicked Buffalo Bill's saddle
movements.

“What!” exclaimed the scout,
the saddle?” 8
.“Yah, Down in gorge, little while ago. Me see.’
“You were down in the gorge when Colorado Cale and
I were riding up?”
“ec PY a Fe 33
‘Who: sent you down there?”
-* King Kenneth, him sent.
body come. Him act heap shake, ee like me act 8
me“’spect whack from Kenneth.” |
{Hie acted scared, you say?”
“Yah, when me tell *bout way you ride horse.”

~ You have seen me in

Mh! then he recognized me by~-the redskin’s descrip-.
Well, I don’t wonder, :

tion, and it gave him the shakes.
for: the denows that I have his fecord down: to a -dot..
-“Ft-can’t be that he expected to see me here, But he:
was afraid of somebody coming to interfere with his lit-
tle schemes. He has some plot simmering in his: brain,

THE ‘BUFFALO BILL STORIES. : a 9

fn want me tell if. any- :

not give.

that’s sure, and when he springs it it will be to he death
of those who stand in the way.

“Scar-face, have you been with Kenheth.a long while ge

“Long, long Wolk Him ketch me way out in .moun-
tains.”

“Out toward the setting sun, you mean?”

“Yah, way out dere. Him ketch and lick, lick, whack,
whack. ‘Him say dat make dog like master, make Injun
like jes’ same, But Digger not dog, him heap hate when ~
he get whack, whack.” :

“Good, Scar-face! I am glad you have the spunk to
hate a man for abusing you the way that bruté has done.
I’m going to give you a show for getting even with Ken-
neth. Ill promise to give you a chance to whack him
good and hard when I have him in limbo so he can’t hit
you back.”

The eyes of Scar-face shone between the half-closed
lids. There was a latent ferocity in his slavish nature,’
after: all.

“Good, good!” he grunted.

“Then, if you’ll do as I ask, and tell me all you can
about him, you will help me to get him in a tight place.
so that you can have the chance to pound his face for him.
Wall you do all I say?”

vols! ia you bet me help.”

“That’s the talk! Now, mind,and tell me the truth,.
every word, for I don’t want any lies. You had to lie
to Kenneth to save your skin. With me it is just the
other way. The truth is the stuff that'll save you. Un-
derstand?”

“Yah, me heap un’stand.
truth "bout Kenneth.”

The redskin kept his word.

3uffalo Bill held-a long, deliberate conierence with
Kenneth’s Indian slave e, and the points which he obtained
thereby were all, and more, than he had expected to get
from ‘any source.

Of course, there were many niissing links in the evi-
dence, but there was enough to implicate the redskin’s
master in crimes pce to entitle him to a dozen hang-
ings.

But this was. not all that was desired.
_ The miners at Camp Chispa had suffered Bey from.
a series of thefts and robberies, and others had been held
up and robbed in the cafion.

_ These crimes might, or might not, have been dictated
or planned by Kenneth King. i

But it. was certain tat he was the most likely object
Qf suspicion” |:

‘Had it been merely a question of bringing the man
to retribution, that end could have been brought about at
once. V4

The treasure which had been robbed and stolen, how-

Scar-face tell Long Hair heap |

ever, should be recovered, and King would hardly betray a

the hiding place of that, or the identity of his confed-
erates, unless it were under a pledge of mercy to him-
self.

This was a eae which Buffalo Bill knew he could
The man must meet his fate. He would never
live up to the terms of any pledge that he might give.
For this reason, the spotter scout would have to go
slow. or lose the most valuable part of the fruits of his
Gest nh
For one thing, he did not wish King Kenneth to fae
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Nor would it do to have him “suspect that Cody had in-
terviewed Scar-face. -

Th discretion of the latter could not be depended upon

power.
be kept apart.

Queen Kate heard all that passed ee the scout
and the redskin, in silence. But one watching her beau-

terést in the revelations W hich were draw n from the In-
dian.

ae inquiries in her hearing, for how did he know that
she could be trusted? He did not seem to have the
shadow of a doubt on that score.

“Now, Scar-face, go to bed and tes, ”’ said the scout
at last. “Dream of revenge on Kenneth, if you like.
And, remember that you will have to keep your tongue
silent about all that Long Hair has said to you. Jf you
go and babble it to ‘anybody, it will get to the ears of King

he used to pound you.’
“Scar-face heap keep still,’’ promised the redskin. |
Queen Kate.

brutal sort of advice and pledges ?”’

sah hope Sear-face may have the chance you have prom-
ised him, and that he will use it to the utmost,” said the
girl, in a low voice, which, although sweet in its tones,
was, nevertheless, full ot bitterness.

P Eben you would be glad to see this ie Kenneth meet
his finish ?’

the retribution that he deserves.”

“May [ask if’ OM are also a victim of any of his
crimes or brutality?”

a is something, sir,

Kea boute ioe it suffice, Mr. Cody, that I-hate that man

more than I do anything else on the earth or under it!”

“Vou shall not be annoyed by my curiosity. Rather, |
would be glad to have you know that, in case you may
at any time have need of my assistance either against
this enemy of yours, or in any other way, I am at your
command. :

“On the other hand, you can serve ine by keeping a

watch on the Digger redskin. | might protect him from

Kenneth, but if | were to do so it would make the man
I wish to quiet, a than excite, his suspi-

suspicious.
cions at present.

“So, after this, if I have occasion to tall with Scar-
face 1 will send word to you, and have
meeting, so that I may not need to come here to see him.
That will | seep King trom suspecting that | am Pumping
his former slave for pointers.”

“Certainly—that will be best, and you may depend
upon me in any way that I may be of help to you.”

“At the same time, Miss Kate—which seems to be
the only name by which you.care at present to be known

let me catition you to beware of King’s wrath, now
that you have taken the part of his slave.

“The man will be sure to try to get the Indian back.
He would rather the fellow be dead thear ta tHe service
of somebody else, for he will fear possible disclosures.”
“1 understand that, ” said the girl,
“The man will spare no means to get hold of the red-

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in casé the old master should again get the slave in his my help.-

But lew ould be all right as Jong as they could

tiful face might have observed that she took a vital in- -

She yonderet not a little that Buffalo Bill pursued all-

Kenneth, and you will lose your chance to po him as

When. the. Pee. had retired, ee ee ae to

“You may think, ne that I have giyen the redskin A

“T would be glad to have a oe in eens on him

that I do not wish at present to

.yOu arrange a-

skin, In ease you need help at any time, I think a word

sent to our friend Colorado Cale here, would be sufficient.

If ‘he couldn't manage. the matter har may depend upon
-[ merely wish,. for
of it as much as | can to keep down mado |

*Thank you, Mr.-Cody.” tin

The spotter scout and Cale tithhed: es go.

Buffalo Bill saw
hand, and that her eyes, looking up into his face, were
shining with a friendly light.

He took her hand, which was small and ony 3
shape, and the memory of its clinging touch was e
remain with him for many a day. ~

Colorado Cale led Buffalo Bill back toward his lodg-
ings by a circuitous route, for the scout was anxious that

his visit to the shack of the beautiful girl of mystery at.

Camp Chispa should remain a secret for the present.

As they approached the saloon they noticed that about

all the men of the camp appeared to be EN in the
vicinity. They were separated into two principal groups,
and in the center of one of them, which was immediately

in front of the saloon entrance, was King Kenneth.

The latter looked pretty badly after the drubbing he
had received at the hands of Colorado Cale. But all the
natural ugliness of his nature was stirred up to its most
savage depths.

He was haranguing the crowd, but in- cautious tones,
and a buzz of approval, with threatening gestures, erecicd
his words,

The other group of men were smaller than that under
the control of King Kenneth, and they were making: less
noise, but their manner was characterized by a quiet de-
termination.

Buffalo Bill would have liked ‘to join them, but his
desire to lie low for the present decided him to keep out
of sight unless there were a positive call for him.

Not so with Colorado Cale

“You might drop in with them and see w ae is going,”
suggested the spotter scout.

‘Jest the idee -I was munchin’ on. And if it’s any-
thing that ye want to take a hand in I'll see that ye
knows about it. Mabbe it’s s jest stirred up agin’ me 2 for
doin’ up King Kenneth,’

“If a serious-sized row is raised over that, I — want
to take a hand in the game just the same.’

~Mought be a ding-dang sight better to keep out. ten
nothin’ but an old mummy, but they forgot to plant me,
and so I’m goin’ to hobble eround ‘mong. ’em, and .if
ary g loot hits me a wipe, they'll diskiver that they ve
tackled the wrong corpse!” :

Buffalo Bill regained his lodgings unobserved,

Me had scarcely done so when a series of startlin
‘sounds came up from the crowd below,

CHAPTER VIT.
Tih TA o RULERS.

The only window in the room which Buffalo Bill oc-
cupied was a single seven-by-nine, with the pane» of

glass set in with tacks, and strips of learier instead a

eon

The scout could not obtain a view of the space “out-
side through such a window as that without removing the
glass, and he did this without hesitation,

The opening was not then large enough to permit

the present, to keep. on

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him to thrust his head through without removing a piece

of the wall.

He did this also and took a survey of the open plot of
land out to one side of the building where the larger

- group of men were assembled. ,

The smaller assemblage, which Colorado Cale had

joined, were not within the scout’s range of vision from

the window. But he could see enough already to give
him a fair notion as to what was happening.

Some one in the crowd had seen Colorado Cale in the
midst of the other party. Or, possibly, they had heard
the voice of Cale, for he seemed to be absolutely indif-
ae as to the danger of arousing hostility to him-
sel

In either case, a dozen of the ruffian element were
making a tush toward the other party, in the midst of
which was the one who had given the punishment to
King Kenneth.

“The fight 4 is with Cale and the party who stand ready
to back him,” was the conclusion of Buffalo Bill.

It was hard for the latter to remain inactive, know-

~ ing,.as he did, that justice was wholly on the side of the

old man and those who recognized his rights in the
case.

Still, the scout Aecnled to wait until ‘necessity. should
call him to take a hand in the game.

There were facts and points which could be goften
at only by prudence and “lying low.”

A great deal was at stake. If he had not come to
the camp at this time, Cale and his friends would have
managed somehow to fight out their battle without his
aid, and why not let them do it now?

So argued the scout. And events proved that his
choice at this stage of the affair wasethe wiser one. *

There was considerable yelling, and while the begin-
ning of the set-to was out of Cody’s sight, those en-
gaged soon came into view.

The invincible Colorado Cale was in the thickest of it.

They had evidently “gotten him mad” again, for he
was wading into the quarrelsome crew, all of whom
were more or less full of whisky, as if he went by steam.

King Kenneth was taking no active part in the méleée.

But he,was undoubtedly egging on the others. ©

-While: about a ‘dozen of the roughs of the camp had
been induced to’ make a rush for the old man, not more
than half that number stayed when they found that
Cale’s backers stood ready to put up a fight in the

‘defense.

The row had-been started without sufficient provoca-
tion behind it to allow of its reaching the dimensions of
a general battle. .

It must not be thought, on account of all that has
been written, that every man in a Western mining camp
stands ready to pull.a gun for the slightest cause, or
that the miners spend more time shooting holes through

each others’ hats than they do digging for pay dirt.

' Naturally a lawless element flocks to every new camp,
and there is considerable drinking, and some small
gambling.

Squabbles occur, and now and then somebody steps in
and tries to run the camp, but such an individual is usu-
ally squelched in short order, and it is seldom that he

can rally around him anything like a following to help-

him to run the town.

Therefore, knowing this, Baia Bill realized that

_ the conditions at Camp. Chispa were. unusual, . \

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Here the rough element was unusually large, and King ©
Kenneth seemed to have more or less control over quite
a nufnber of the men. This meant that there was some-
thing in the way of a league by which they were banded
together from the start.

What it really amounted to, according to the observa- _
tion of Buffalo Bill, was an attempt on the part of King
Kenneth to get his crowd to do to Colorado Cale what |
he could not do himself.

The scout stood ready to defend his friend and partner —

if the latter needed the help., But it looked as if he i

had more backers than he could use; for that matter, he
oe to be taking care of most of his assailants without
any help.

“The old fellow is the most spiteful fighter I ever
run up against,’ muttered Buffalo Bill. “He: evidently-
learned considerable of the science of self-defense in his
youth, and he hasn’t forgotten it, and, added to skill
with his dukes, he goes in with a reckless disregard of
consequence to himself, with a rush that carries every-
thing before it. Besides, he seems to be built of steel, ~
and age hasn’t taken the temper out of his muscles
or his disposition.

“Colorado Cale will éasily do up four times his own
weights of opponents in a scrimmage, and I’m not go-
ing to worry about him. Yet what an old mummy he |
is to look at!”

With this reflection Buffalo Bill coolly flung himself
down on his rude bed and fell asleep like’a baby in its ©
cradle,

Meanwhile, the scuffle (ee started from the attempt
of some of King Kenneth’s followers to down Colorado
Cale, ended about as suddenly as it began.

Cale tumbled three of his assailants in a heap vations
any help. ‘The other three who stayed in might possibly
have taken the wind out of the old man’s sails, for no
man could endure a fight when he had to tackle a

. fresh adversary every time he downed one.

But a dozen of the orderly miners rushed in at this
juncture and stopped the fight. They even had to re-
strain Cale, who wanted to prove that he had plenty of
steam left.

“There are surer ways, and chadeer ones, ot beating
that old mummy than in an open fight,’ was the remark
of King Kenneth.

‘The latter, as has been hinted, was stricken with a
sort of panic when he found that Buffalo Bill, the border

_ king and government scout, had come to Camp Chispa

with Colorado Cale.

His first impression, like that of any guilty man when
he finds himself menaced by the nearness. of an officer
of the law, was that Buffalo Bill had come to Camp
Chispa especially to bring him—King—to face tardy -
justice.

But as the hours of the evening slipped away and
the spotter scout did not appear to take any interest in
King Kenneth or his movements, the latter began to
think that his particular fears were unfounded after all.

Buffalo Bill had merely stopped King from firing a
treacherous shot at Cale when the latter was not look-
ing for it. After that Cody had seemed to pay no fur-
ther attention to the fugitive criminal from Fort Kearney.

“I forgot that I had changed my make-up and my name
so that there is small chance of his recognizing me,” Ken- _
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time, and he certainly should have newer lays than the
Bold one of Fort Kearney to be working up.

“No, I reckon he just fell in with old Colorado Cale
-by chance, and came up here to see what was doing.
Maybe he is looking for somebody else—and the some-
body else might turn out to be one of my faithfuls. |

. “But what of that? What care I, so long as 1 am
/clear? Let the cattle take what’s coming to them. They're
handy to have around when I need them, and when I
don’t, let ’em wobble!”

King Kenneth grew cheerful as his confidence in his
own security became stronger.

The fight with Cale had been a poor show-up for
him, and he cursed himself for provoking it.

But he had been in the habit of bullying all who

looked to be weak in mind or body, and Colorado Cale
certainly looked like a specimen that had been dug up
out of sore graveyard.
“It is the first time I ever made stich a cursed blunder,
and another like it would cost me every follower I have
jn the camp. Even now, I won’t be able to hold my
leadership of the gang until | show my nerve in some
special. way. SON

“There’s one that I can always“abuse when.I feel like
venting my ill nature—that’s Scar-face, the Digger In-
jun. Queer, but I have a sort of liking fgr that slave,
just because he lets me half kill him, and still remains
faithful. If [lost him I wouldn't know what to do.

“T’'ll go and see how he got over the last choking. I
was rather rougher than I meant to be that time. But
the thought that Buffalo Bill had come to this camp to
drive me out of it.just when I was getting things so they
would all go my way, made me feel like half killing
somebody.”

King Kenneth saw two of the most trusted of his
friends, and gave them a few hints about being cautious
how they carried sail while Colonel Cody stayed in the
camp. ;

He was surprised tos find no light waiting for him,
as the Digger usually had one lit.

He went into the shack, lit his lamp, and then.made a
plunge to drag Scar-face out from under his blanket.

But the slave was not there.

“Furies!” rasped Kenneth. ‘Where has he gone? Has
he sneaked off to escape a drubbing’. He'll get it jal
the harder if he has. I'll flay him alive—inch by inch
—until he howls for mercy 1”

Kenneth put out his light and rushed out of the cabin
and around to the spot where the Digger had fallen
limp under the choking he had inflicted on him sevetal
hours before.

But no sign of the slave did he find.

He searched the cabin in every part—all around it

enlarging the circtit each time he made the rounds, -
At last he thought of Queen Kate.

“She is always speaking soft to the tedskin, giving

him candy, and sweet cakes, and tobacco. Can it be
that he got extra scared over the choking I gave him,
and went to her? Or that she came along in time to
see him just as he was coming to?

“Pl] soon know. Ah! there’s a light in her shack. '

There is no one else near-to interfere. Why shouldn't
I call and see the queenly Kate, who defies me at other
times? I’ve a good excuse now.”

With this King Kenneth went to the door of Queen
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THE CANON CENTAUR AT CAMP CHISPA, —

“What is wanted?” asked the low, full tones of Queen
Kate, the girl mmer.

Kenneth intended at first to approach the girl as he
did everybody else, in a bullying way, but the sound ot
her voice decided him otherwise.

He had never heard her speak in just that tone be-
fore, and it cast a sort of spell upon him.

“TI wished to see you, Queen Kate, on a very im-
portant matter,’ he answered, in a persuasive voice, _

“Tt is late, Mr. King,” said the girl, still in that mild
tone.

“Why, that sounds almost friendly!” reflected King.

And this idea made him feel mighty good.* He gave
his own voice an even more pleasant ring to it the next
time he spoke.

“Sorry I couldn't have come earlier, Queen Kate.
But there has been a good deal to bother me to-night,
If you would only excuse me this time I'll try and get
around early enough to suit next time.”

On the other side of the door the face of Queen Kate
smiled in a way that might not have been quite so
pleasing to her visitor.

But her voice still had the velvety sound when she
said:

“Well, just this time, Mr. King.”

She unfastened the door and opened it, stepping back
to. allow him to enter.

He was so tickled over the friendly reception she was
giving him that he forgot all about the bruises on his
face where the fists of Colorado Cale had hammered it.

Ordinarily Kenneth King was a fairly good-looking
man. But on this evening he looked like a sad wreck,
a derelict which had been knocked about in a hundred
storms and.pounded on many rocky shores.

Queen Kate had to compress her lips to keep from
laughing in his face. é

Her cabin was furnished with several chairs, and she
offered her visitor one of these. :

“You see, Miss Kate,’ he began. “I fot home and
found no light in my cabin to-night.” ‘

“Indeed! And didn’t you dare to go in and light
one?’

“Ho! ho! you'll make fun of a fellow, just like any
young lady, won't you?” i

“I thought it odd that you should take the trouble
to come clear over here to tell me that there was no light
in your cabin when you got home.”

“It does look- queer, that’s a fact, But you see |

depend on my valet—servant—the Digger Injun—for

such things.”

“And if he doesn’t light up, do you have to call in a.

a neighbor to do it for you?’
“No, no—blast it all! You don’t seem to understand.”
I’m very stupid, no doubt, Mr, King.” ay
“You're very—very sweet and handsome, when you're
a mind to be!’ con

“And at other times you would have me understand

that I am very sour and ugly ?” |

She was frankly laughing at him then, and he knew it.

He could not understand her mood.

Heretofore, in leis experience with women he had

always been flattered and coddled by those of his. own

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moral grade, ad the good kind had ae seemed
afraid of ‘him.
This one bore a spotless reputation, and yet she was
so far from being afraid of him that she was making
light of his troubles.

It must be, he reasoned, that she was smitten with
an adimiration for his fine face and kingly bearing.
If he could have looked in a mirror just then and

seen the blood, grime and bruises all over his face, he

would hardly have believed it possible that she had

lost her head on account of his beauty. But when a’

man lets a stroke of vanity get a grip on him, he quite
losés his common sense.

Kenneth King made up his mind to begin making love
to Queen Kate without delay.

He rose and went over to her chair.
for her hand—and missed.

She stood up in front of him, her beautiful lips curling
with a smile which was not the kind of a smile a woman
would give a man to encourage a belief that he was very
much beloved.

King gtew impatient. She was tantalizing him, mak-
ing sport of him, he was now fully convinced.

Again he tried to seize one of het shapely hands, but

 

he had no better luck than before.

She stepped back away from him and began to appear
cold as an iceberg.

“Will you have the kindness, Mr. King, to tell me
why you came here to-night?” she asked, in a frigid

- tone,

“I—I came to see you.”

“Well, you have seen me, so now you may go.”

“About Scéar-face, my Injun, | mean,”

“Oh! You hadn't said that before.”

“You know where he ‘is. You're always coddling
him and trying to make him discontented. You make
him think that | abuse him.”

“T ‘reckon, Mr. King, that he knows that without
anybody telling Hit On ae!

“Fe’s mine—l've a right to do as I please with him.”

“T wonder who gave you the right: /

King uttered an oath.

‘Vou needn't call me to account for what TI do with
Where's the Iajun? Pell’me that,”

“Tf I knew where he was'l wouldn't tell you. | li you
think you can get me‘to tell you by standing there and
asking me the same question over and over again, you
will find out you’re mistaken, for'I never would tell you.”

King glared» around the little cabin room, and the
next instant made a dive for the alcove w hich was cur-
tained off, and beyond which Scar-face was that moment
crouching and shivering for fear that his old master
should get hands on him again. a

Click! it was, the cocking of a small, ae
revolver, which was as dainty as a toy.

“Stop, or d shoot)?

He stopped, and found that ne weapon covered his
heart with just as much steadiness of aim as it could

have done had it been in the hand of Buffalo Bill, the

border king, or had the finger of that other noble scout,
Pawnee Bill, pressed gently on the trigger.
“You are hiding him here!” he exclaimed, husky with

OU will get out or this cabin, Kenneth King, and
I give you one minute, and guess
Data biota: guesser, so beware!”

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Cold, steady, invincible were the voice and words of -
the mysterious girl miner.

King Kenneth hesitated for an instant only, and then, ©
with a string of oaths ripping forth from his lips, he

sprang to the door, flung it open, and plunged out into —

the night.

Once fairly outside, he turned about as if he would
dash in’ again. But before he could do so, the door
banged shut and the bolt slipped into the socket. _

Kenneth crept around to the side of the cabin where
there was a small window. Through this he ae
to peer.

It was open, and within it was dark. He shirt his
face close up, so that with another movement he might
thrust his head through the opening, and he was reck-
less enough to attempt it.

1a face bumped against something small, bare and >
cold.

It was the muzzle of Queen Kate’s revolver again, and '
a low burst of laughter came from her lips to mock
him with his defeat.

‘This time he turned and fled, .a strange terror strike
ing to his heart. It was the horrible, meaningless ter-
ror that at times will assail the souls of those who are
guilty of some dark crime.

When he reached the door of his own cabin, he was

- startled to find that there was a light gleaming from

within. s

Had he lighted his lamp before going over to the
shack of the girl miner?

Yes, he had lit it, but he was certain that he had
extinguished it before going out again.

He never left a light burning unless Scar-face was
there, nor would he have dared to do so.

Had the Indian come back, after all, and had the
girl miner been mocking him merely when she let- him
think that she had Scar-face under her charge ¢

He peered in at the only window, but could see noth-
ing except the shadows of some objects on the opposite
wall.

Kenneth King went back to the door and paused
there, trying to summon the courage to enter.

Tust then he heard the sound of muffled hoofbeats
on the turf.

They were approaching the cabin. He could faintly dis-
cern the outlines of a horseman comiyg from the direc-
tion of the cafion.

The horse was moving at a walk, and it seemed to:
be making directly for Kings’ cabin.

The man shrank close against the wall of the cabin
and waited for the mysterious horseman to approach.

There was no moon, but there was sufficient light —
from the stars to make objects at a short distance sith
ciently discernible.

Kenneth soon realized that there was something
peculiar and uncanny about the approaching horseman:

The next moment he saw that it was advancing back-
ward. The head of the horse was toward the cafon,
the tail toward King’s cabin. And the rider, his body
bending toward the rear end of the horse, seemed: to be
leaning over backward and staring up at the sky!

It was Cripps, the Cafion Centaur!

King stared, breathless, his tongue growing stiff and
his throat dry with a fear which it is impossible to de-
scribe.

Then he suddenly leaped to ae fect, dashed away

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from his shanty, struck out onto the only street of the
camp, and then, as he heard the sounds of the monster’s
hoofs galloping in pursuit, he could restrain himself no
longer, and a yell of blank, nameless terror burst from
his lips.

CHAPTER IX.

CAMP CHISPA BY DAYLIGHT,

As usual, the steady workers of Camp Chispa were ©

astir at an early hour the morning following the events
which had been already recorded.

The camp seemed pervaded. by a strange undercurrent

of excitement, which affected every individual in the
place to some degree.

Buffalo Bill partook of a hasty breakfast, and got out
of doors to observe the first movements of the people
of the young mining settlement. e

During the first part of the night the scout had slept
soundly, although he had a dim consciousness of having
heard once the sounds of a galloping horse and a weird
cry of terror. The sounds had roused him. And yet

-when he was awake he could hear nothing. :

He concluded that he had been dreaming and that
some trifling sound had been exaggerated by his sleeping
consciousness -so. that it had seemed much louder than
it really was.

More than three-fourths of the men in the camp ate
their breakfasts like any toilers, and then started for
the diggings, which were located along a sort of gulch
that branched from the cafion at their upper end.

Here there was no stream except while the winter’s
stlows were melting on the mountain slopes. _ Even then
it was usually an insignificant tributary of the larger
brook. ,

But here had been found “pay dirt” in such quan-
tities, and so easily panned out, that every square yard
of the ground in that Spot was staked out in claims.

The first and best of these claims belonged to Queen
‘Kate, the girl miner. "

She was usually on the ground through the day, and
her three hired diggers worked diligently. ay

But upon this morning she did not make her appear-
ance, and her men began work without having seen
the sweet face or gieard the encouraging voice of their
employer. ;
- It was known that she was fast acquiring a fortune.

Colorado Cale seemed to come upon Buffalo Bill by
chance, although their meeting was in reality by a pre-
arranged agreement.

“Anything to report?’ asked the scout.

‘Nothin’ that my own eyes have seen. ~ But there is
the ding-dangest rumor goin’ the rounds.”

“What about?”

“Cripps, the mysterious rider.’

“Well, what is the rumor?’ es

“That the critter rode right through the middle of
the camp about midnight.’

“Who saw the outfit ?”

“Jimson, one of Queen Kate’s diggers, for one. And
there are one or two others that are reported to have

seen the critter.” : eee
“That is interesting if true, though I don’t see what

particular meaning should be attached to the wander-

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it? Did the animal or man try to do any injury to any-
body ?” ‘

“That’s hard sayin’, One chap that had a big load
0’ booze aboard, and who laid down in the gutter some-
where to sleep, was waked up by the critter goin’ by.

_ “He says the Centower rid right down onto him, and
that it was all he could do to keep himself from being
trampled under its hoofs.”

What did he do?’

“Oh, he wa’n’t hurt none and crawled along the ditch
until the critter seemed to look off in another direction.
as if he was tryin’ to find somebody else to frighten.”

“It looks, Cale, as if that was the chief business of
this silent rider—just to find people alone and scare them
out of their senses.” ie

“I reckon that ain’t all that he’s drivin’ at. Ye know

one of those murders down the cafion—that of the Irish-
man——was pretty nigh proved onto Cripps.”
“TI don‘t see how it was proved, according to your ac-
count of the matter. Just because the murder took place
on the stamping ground of the mysterious rider proves
nothing. The thing rides and scares whom it scan, and
runs away from those it can’t frighten. You saw the
proof of that when I tried to overtake it last night.’

“Yas. But if ye had ketched up to it, don’t ye reckon
it would found some way of doin’ ye up?”

Buffalo Bill smiled.

"That would have depended which of us was the bet-
ter in a hand-to-hand tussle. I don’t pretend to say that
I can’t be beaten. For that matter, I reckon you would
give me about all I would care to do, judging by the way
you give odds and clean them ‘out in this camp.”

Colorado Cale grinned.

“I’m nothin’ but a mummy that they dug up when
they was diggin’ for pay dirt,” he chuckled. “And now
there’s a lot that would like to bury me ag’in, but I’m so
ding-danged slim that they can’t find a p’int on me big
enough to shoot at, my neck is too small to fit a noose
to or to choke, and I’m so slippery that they can’t git a
holt on me.

“When it cames to hittin’ of me with their fists, it’s
jest the same as ‘tis when they try the shootin’ game.
They can’t find a fair mark. I reckon they’ll try p’ison

next. There ain’t water ‘nough in the diggins to drown

me. Besides, ’'m so dried up, like a sliver of cork, that
I'd never sink’ ’thout a big stun tied round my neck.
“Ve see, Mr. Cody, I’m the sort to puzzle ’em when
it comes to gittin’ me out of the way.”

“It is lucky that you are not a pard of King Kennethis,
for I reckon the two of you would put up.a proposition
that would be too much for me to down. And I hate to
give anything up after I have started on it,” laughed the
scout. *

Then they dropped the joking and took up the more
serious part of the case. .

The mystery of the Cafion Centaur was one that it
was up to Buffalo Bill to solve, for otherwise he. could
not be sure that it had not a hand in the crimes which he
had undertaken to see punished, ,

_ One thing was tolerably certain; the Centaur had an
important part to play, and if it had nothing to do with
the murders and robberies of the miners, it was pretty
likely that it would have a chance to get at some of the
facts of the crimes.

In other words, it was either for or against law and

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order in the mountain camp. It could not well occupy
a neutral ground.

Up to this time tio one in the camp had seen Cri ipps
within the limits of the mining settlement itself, and its
coming on the night which had been unusually. full of
happetiings, therefore, meant a new departure, whieh: was
worth looking into.

It occurred to Buffalo Bill that it had wicted ne

camp because of his arrival there, and, perhaps, because
he had made such a determined chase of it in the cafion.

He proceeded to make thorough inquiries throughout
the camp, to ascertain how many had seen the cafion
mystery on its night visit t6 Camp Chispa.

3ut in this inquiry he missed one whose testimony
might have been the most important of all.

‘That was King Kenneth,

The latter was but little in evidence about the np
during the earlier part of the day,

It was rumored that he was at his nee fine to
fix up his bruised face so that it should be more pre-
sentable.

Near the end of the afternoon King ied forth, and
he certainly looked better than he had done when Colo-
rado Cale got through w ith him’ the night before.

While Buffalo Bill was making these inquiries about
Cripps, he was at the same time diverting suspicion from
the chief mission which had brought him to the camp.

He went down into the gulch and inquired about the
value of claims, and the idea got abroad that he was
looking. out fora speculation,

This, with the interest he seemed to take in the mystery
of the. cafion rider, were sufficient to set at rest the
worst apprehensions of King Kenneth, and this was the
chief end sought by the spotter scout at tite start, for
he did not wishto have Kenneth attempt to flee from
the camp until he had a chance to establish beyond: the
shadow of a doubt the guilt of the one responsible for
the murders and robberies in the locality.

By nightfall the scout felt that he had the ground
pretty well cleared, If he had no proof against King,
heat least knew whom were the latter's friends, whom
his enemies, and what sort of business he pretended to
be carrying on in the place,

It was near sunset when the men at work in the
gulch started to return to their shacks.

Some had been lucky, while others had not made
enough to pay their way for the twenty-four hours.

It was one of the strikes which turn out to be like

a gamble of any kind—the fortunes rose one oe and

tell the next.

Buffalo Bill had hoped to see Queen Kate at + the dig-
gings some time during the day. “But in this he was dis-
appointed,

He wished to consult her, but, as before stated, he did

not consider it prudent under the. circumstances to go |
again to her house.

“T wonder what has kept her so close to-day?” he
asked himself, that night, when it was certain that she

— would not make her appearance at the claim where her
men were working.

“Her men say she hardly ever misses going down at
least for a short time every day, It must be that some-
thing unusual keeps her close.

“Tt may be that she doesn’t dare " leave her shack

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for fear King will get hold of the:Injun again. But
I shouldn't think see would care to give up all her time
to the protection of the Digger.

“TT reckon it won't: do. any harm for me: 4: send old

‘Cale around to inquire after her.’

The spotter scout acted upon this thought.

Colorado Cale returned within twenty minutes.

“Queen Kate thanks Mr. Cody for his interest,”
grinned the old man; “‘any says that she and Scar-face

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aire O. K., and that they. kin take care of theirselves!”

CHAPTER xX.

ATOR AT HE Rion! a

Buffalo Bill was not a little puzzled by the response
sent by Queen Kate to his friendly inquiry.

“I should think she had taken offense at something,”
he exclaimed.

“Jest a ding- danged aie whim!” was. the verdict
of Colorado Cale.

They’ re always havin’ em,’

“Possibly. But she was ecieaty Enendly he we
were there last night.”

Shae s: yest) 1h) 8 female faa slaps ata feller
tee she has been extry sweet toward him.”

OR, AVOI, nor Queen Kate, needn't worry haw me
on that score,” said Buffalo Bill, flushing slightly. “1
was merely concerned for her safety on account of her
taking the part of Kenneth’s slave Injun, that is all.”

CAN course. Queen Kate and me both understand
that aire.

The scout could see that the old man was not in a
mood to treat the subject in a serious manner, so he
decided to drop it. At the same time he believed that
the response of Queen Kate had been prompted by some
impulse besides that of feminine coquettishness. The
scout knew something of women, as well as of men.

Since arriving at the camp, the scout had not once
mounted his horse.

The latter had’ been caréd for in a public stable, as
there was not sufficient feed in the camp for a corral.

He decided to ride down the canon after nightfall,
with the idea. of getting another sight at the Cafion
Centaur.

At the same time he thought that he would be giving
King. Kenneth a chance to mature whatever plots he
might be hatching. It was Buffalo Bill’s idea to. bait
the villain with a false sense of security, and so to have
a chance to catch him napping.

He found his splendid horse in fine condition, and im-
patient for exercise.

He flung on the bridle and saddle, which he found
where he had left them.

He was about to mount, when he thought to use his
usual caution in examining every part of “the trappings
as was his habit, when for any reason others besides him-
self had a chance to tamper with them.

With his pocket lantern he looked them over carefully,
and was about to close and return the lantern to his
pocket when his eye caught a gleaming point on the
seat of the saddle. .

At first he thought it was a speck of mica dust, which
had lodged there in his ride up the cafion the day before.

But a second look showed that he was mistaken.

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some impulse withheld his hand when ne was in the |

very. act. -

Fe looked closer at ae point of reflected light.

_ “Ha! it looks like the point of a needle sticking up
through the leather.
me in my mending kit, but I am never so careless as to
let them get stuck in my saddle in that fashion.

“But it isn’t a needle. Upon a closer look it seems to
be the point of a wire nail filed to a point. And—ah!
what is this?”

“This” was a greenish stain showing on the glistening
point that stuck up through the saddle.

In another moment Buffalo Bill had made a slight 1n-
cision in the leather and drawn out the piece of nail. In
doing so he took care not to touch the point.

Leaving the horse tethered in the stable, the scout
returned to his lodging room, carrying the steel point
carefully wrapped up in a piece of paper.

There, by the light of ‘a lamp, he gave ‘the thing a
closer examination, applying a chemical test, for which
he chanced to have the material at hand.

pes 1) thought! ie exclaimed, when he had_ finished
the experiment.

“That point has been treated with the deadly? ‘poison
which the Indians, as well as the savages of some other

races, use om their arrows)" spear pops: and other
weapons. . [t will
who is cut by the point.

-“T Have had’ one of the narrowest escapes of my life,

and all) behave to thank for it 1s the habit 1 formed
long ago to let nothing that is either curious or suspicious
pass my notice. :

"When a man has-enemies. he can never know
ot how they may strike.
knows how soon they may turn against him.”

when

This bit of philosophy came from the experience of.

the great scout. He was still a comparatively young
man, but the life he had led brought him. wisdom at a
swift rate.

“T haven’t much doubt as to the one who did this thing,”
he thought. “But 1 reckon | can wake him: up a. bit
before I get through. He will know that I ride out to-
night, and he will, a that I will never‘come back
alive.
as a surprise party.”

As the scout returned to the stable and mounted his
horse, he saw a shadowy figure flit away from the corner
‘of the building.

Then, as he rode down tow a the cafion, he was sure
that several men popped their heads out of the doors
of their shacks to gaze after him.

Even in the falling darkness, Buffalo Bill would have
sworn that at least two or three of these were friends
and confidants of King Kenneth.

“And they know of the plot to murder me in that
cowardly fashion on this trip!’ muttered the scout, with
a bitter curl of his lip.

“Of the whole crew there is not a man that dares to
risk a shot at me, not even from ambush! Which shows
the kidney of the man that I had to deal with this trip.

“Evcn the redskin enemies are superior to these. And
yet it is at the hands of such cowards that I have had
the closest calls. Not for a second can I relax my look-
out as long as [| a in this camp, or a alter King
has seen his finish.”

 

THE BUPPALO.

I carry needles and thread with.

cause swift and’ certain death to one .

When he has friends he never .

We'll see how he looks when | drop in on him.:

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As the princely horseman entered the deeper shadows

of the cafion, he was sure that he heard” the. distant

sound of a horseman i in.hissrear
But, when he halted, the sounds of pursuit ccaced es
Again the scout started ahead ; and again he heard the

pursuing hoofs.
So exactly did the sounds of the ao va. in unison |

that the scout was hardly certain at first that the other
hoofbeats were not in reality the echo of those of his
own horse.

3ut he soon became convinced that such was not the
case.

He was being followed, mather than pubened: for the
one in his rear certainly did not appear to be trying to
overtake him.

He thought first of Cripps, ~the Canon Centaur, but
decided that it was unlikely that the latter would be fol-
lowmg him in that manner.

The likely explanation was that the one who had fixed
the pinioned barb in the seat of his saddle was follow-
ing on his trail, like a coyote or wolf, waiting to see
him fall. :

He looked back. and tried to obtain a elimpse of the
one in his rear. But in this he failed, so he decided
tory a ruse:

Slackening the pace of his horse, Buffalo Bill leaned.

forward in his. saddle as if he were overcome with a sud-
den weakness.

Anien, 46 brought his horse to a standstill and seated
himself upon a fallen bowlder, close to the murmuring
stream that flowed along the bottom of the cafion.

In other words, he assumed the appearance of one
who had fallen ill, and who found it too painful to re-
main longer im the saddle:

All the while he listened for a nearer approach of the
pursuer. But he did not hear the hoofbeats of the other
horse again.

Even this did not throw the scout off his guard, how-
ever, and his eyes were as much on the alert as were his
ears,

While his head: drooped fons upon his breast, he
was in reality keenly on the lookout.

He was. soon rewarded by seeing a shadowy form
stealing down the gorge, on the opposite side of the
stream, and only a short distance above.

His pursuer had dismounted so as to approach more
silently. Probably he thought Buffalo Bill was begin-
ning to succumb to the poison, and that* the scout Sale
soon be in the throes of a painful death.

The follower paused and was watching the scout with

- a fascinated gaze.

Buffalo” Bill; with the strategy and patience of an In-
dian, had decided what to do.

He would remain in that position, showing no sign
of life, until the patience and curiosity of his enemy
should sbe exhausted. Then the other would be certain
to approach nearer to learn to a certainty the fate of the
scout.

It was a plan which in itself was as perfect as any
that could be devised to serve the main purpose of the

spotter scout.

The latter wished to know who was responsible fon

this cowardly attempt on his life, for there was a pos- —

sibility that his suspicions in that matter were not cor-
rect, for it was probable that he had more than one enemy.
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-It was possible, in fact, that there were others there

ae besides King Kenneth, who’ were afraid to be brought

face to face: with Buffalo Bill.

_- ..The minutes dragged their slow length, and still Buf-
is Bill remained as. ‘motionless as if che were es

dead or had swooned.
At last the patience of his enemy gave ane

He stole closer—paused—and again moved closer yet.

Still no sign of life from the scout.

Crouching among the denser shadows, the unknown
picked up a pebble and tossed it with a splash into the
water.

But Buffalo Bill seemed not to hear even that.

“T believe the devil is dead already!” breathed the ,
ter of iron-shod hoofs, and Buffalo Bill had heard the

watcher. And, with swift, noiseless steps, he crossed
the stream and advanced more boldly toward the scout.
Tt was King Kenneth!

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WILD WORK IN CLEARWATER CANON.

The one fact which Buffalo Bill wished at the mo-
ment to establish was settled beyond the shadow of a

doubt. 2
It was ‘King Kenneth who had placed the Beiconed
barb in the scout’s saddle.

And, though Kenneth little suspected it, he was at
that moment nearer to a swift retribution than he had
ever been before.

Buffalo Bill had a revolver clutched in one 2 hand, and
he heed not have stirred a muscle, hardly, to senda bul-
let through the cowardly assassin’s brain. . But that was
not what he wished to do, although he was momentarily
tempted to do it.

At the same time there rose in the scout’s mind a
problem as to how he should avoid that issue, without
betraying to the villain the fact that the latter’s crim-
inal intention was known.

Oddly enough, while hé had begn sitting motionless:

waiting for his follower to betray his identity, Buffalo
Bill had also been thinking of Mountain Mike, the Irish
miner, who, laden with gold dust and nuggets, had been
murdered in that cafion only a short time before.

Colorado Cale had) said that the Irishman had con-
siderable treasure with him at the time, and it would not
have been easy for the assassin to carry so much back to
the camp and conceal it there without moe observed and
exciting suspicion.

The chances were, then, that the gold had been hidden
in the cafion, to be taken. to another place at some time
when it should be safer to shift its hiding place.

Colorado Cale, and some others among the miners of
Camp Chispa, believed that Cripps, the mysterious rider,
was the unknown robber.

But Buffalo Bill did not believe this, and it was in
part to get some more exact data concerning the char-
acter and habits of the Cafion Centaur that the spotter

scout had planned this expedition down the gorge.

He saw that King Kenneth carried a rifle, and that. he
held the weapon as if prepared to use it upon the first
sign of life on the part of his supposed victim.

Cody was in a quandary—and it was one in which he
knew that an almost instantaneous decision must be
made. :
Should he drop hoa as he might easily do by the

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pressure of a finger, and trust to luck for the finding
of the considerable treasure which had been stolen and
concealed by the unknown robbers and thieves of Camp 7
Chispa ?

Or should he let King approach closer yet, and take
the risks of what might happen at close quarters in
case the man was bent upon making absolutely sure of the
fate of the scout?

Buffalo Bill decided upon the latter course, although
he realized that in doing so he was taking some risks
which might result in unpleasant consequences.

But at that instant another occurrence intervened, with
a result which had not been looked for.

From down the cafion there proceeded the sharp clat-

same rhythmic beat before under circumstances that ie
pressed their measure strongly upon his memory.
“Cripps, the Centaur
That was the verdict that formed itself in the mind
of.the silent scout.
His horse uttered a whinny of fear.
The animal drew near the scout and rubbed his nose

“against the shoulder of the latter, as if to arouse him.

At the same time King Kenneth started back, then

stood midway in the shallow stream. He listened, half ~

turned, half raised his rifle, as if to make sure of killing
Buffalo Bill by a shot, and then abruptly wheeled and
ran back to the other. side, continuing on up the cafion
as fast as his limbs would carry him.

At the same time a yell of fear burst from~his lips— -
a fear that meant more than the terror of death.

Buffalo Bill raised his head, and at the’ same time
reached up to stroke the nose of his horse reassuringly.

The scout then rose and sprang into the saddle.

At the same time King Kenneth disappeared in his
wild flight. The man was straining every nerve to reach
the spot where he had left his own horse.

That was not all.
were waiting for him only a short,distance above, and
in his fear of again encountering the Cafion Centaur, he
was anxious for their companionship.

The scout drew his horse aside and: allowed the strange
fizure, which we have already described, to pass within
a dozen feet of him.

_ As the grotesque being swept by, Cody’s horse let out
a scream of terror which was almost human in its accents.

But the hand of the scout on the horse’s neck seemed
to have a.soothing effect, for it did not attempt to break
away from the control of the moderately tight rein.

It was too dark at that point for him to see the mys-
terious rider as plainly as he had done the first time, but

‘it was distinct enough to assure him that there was no_

alteration of its Character cue features.

The scout might have tried another shot at either the
horse or its rider. -But he did not offer to do so, al-
though he had not a doubt at the moment but that he
could have stopped the ent of both, had he Core to

“try.

"One thing i is sure!” was his reflection, as the sounds °
of the Centaur’s hoofs died away up the gorge, and that
is, that King Kenneth has no friend or ally in Cripps.
Kenneth fears the being more than anything else, evi-
dently ; and anything that he hates or fears I’m inclined
to regard with favor; I don’t care how hideous or strange
it may be in looks.”

 

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So one point which had been in doubt in the mind of
Cody was settled by his exepedition down the cahon—
the very question, in fact, which he started out to solve.

He turned his horse and followed the mysterious rider
at any easy pace up the gorge.

He had not gone far when he heard the crack—crack
of rifles, and then the quicker sputter of revolvers. The.
reports were followed by yells which sounded like cries
of terror and dismay, rather than of pain or defiance.

“What is the;meanine of that, | wonder?” -

Buffalo Bull quickened his pace. His splendid horse
thundered up the canon at a clip that almost equaled that
of Cripps, the’ Centaur.

As he rounded a bend he was in time to behold a con-
fused bunch of horses and men floundering and scram-
bling as if they had become entangled with each other.

The firing, had ceased, but the yells and oaths of the
men. showed that there was something doing of a lively
sort, whatever it might be.

“That’s rather more than a. picnic, and I can’t just
make out. what there is to it,’ muttered the scout, as he
pulled up about a dozen yards below the spot where the
men and beasts were scrambling,

He listened to try to make out whose yoice proceeded
from the confused bunch. —

He recognized that of King Kenneth for one. Then
another oe him of the identity of the man. who had
been most anxious to back up King in the iets Ss en-
counter with Colorado Cale.

Other voices, and one or two names that were uttered,
told a similar story—in other words, Buffalo Bill was
assured that every man in the struggling crowd, and
there were six or seven of them, was a follower of King
Kenneth.

“Are they fighting together? Or what in the name
of wonder is the. matter with them?” cee

It was no wonder that the scout propounded the ques-
tion, for it was all an unfathomable puzzle on the surface,

The explanation, however, may be easily
here is the best place. for it.

When King Kenneth had fled from the approaching
Centaur, bent upon getting as soon as possible to his
own horse, his five companions, who had halted a little
farther up, just started down the cafion to ascertain what
made their leader keep so quiet.

They reached the spot where
just a moment ahead of him.

There they halted, and, as they did so, they saw King
running wildly toward them, and folldwing close, and
gaining at every bound, was Cripps, the Centaur !

It was'a strange spectacle, and one that the lawless
crew shrank from more than they would have done
from a posse of deputies led by a sheriff.

Their first impulse was to wheel their horses and flee.
But this would plainly have been useless, for the pace
of Cripps was far above anything that the best of their
horses could have shown in the race. :

The other thing to, do seemed to be to open fire on
the thing—to try the effect of a storm of lead, _

Up’ went their rifles, and it was these which Buffalo
Bill had heard at the beginning of the fusillade.

But either. their shots went wide on account of their
agitation and consequent poor aim, else Cripps and his
horse were invulnerable,

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Then the rifles were dropped and the revolvers began
to talk.

But Cae ine ead of being deemed oy ae ee ‘of
flame that met his approach, seemed to increase the fear-
ful gait at which he was traveling. A low, singular ery
came from the grotesque floure, the ‘phantom horse
slightly changed its course, and the next moment swept
dow n directly upon the ruffians,

The firing ceased then, and the men made (a wile
scramble to get out of the way of the mounted mystery
which was sweeping down upon them with the fury of
a whirlwind. Ee a

The attempt came too late. ,Cripps seemed to have
been enraged rather than disabled by the storm of lead
which had been pelted at him.

With a wild rush he swept through ea roughs
and their horses.

Two that came directly in the way were “knocked
over by the impact of the collision, The other horses
squealed with terror, plunged, reared, and flung their
riders onto the rocky floor of the eafion.

Then Cripps swept on, disappearing, a moment later, i
the gloom of the gorge.

It was a w ildly tertified crowd ce the mysterious
rider left floundering and squabbling in a confaised mass
among the rocks. And it was two or three minutes be-
fore anything like order came out of the chaos.

Despite his first terror, King Kenneth was the first to
recover anything lke a glimmering of sense.

Cripps ad passed, and they all lived. He was: no
longer alone with what he feared most of anything—the
phantoms raised by his own guilty imaginatidn—and,
as he believed, the one in all the world whom he had
the most cause to fear was dead.

King Kenneth sprang upon his horse. He was. him-
self again. He issued commands to his followers, they
all monnted: and, in a moment more, were riding at an
easy pace back to Camp Chispa.

Buffalo Bill went iAto the camp from another direction.
He put up his horse and reached his lodgings unobserved.

As: he opened the door of his room, he started back
in wn for, startled by the click of the lock, a man,

who had evidently been sleeping on Buffalo Bill’s make-
aan bed, sprang to his feet in an attitude of defense,

one was almost instant, however, and the two
men clasped hands in a manner that left no doubt that
ey held for each other a great regard.
‘Pawnee Bill!” cried Cady. “Right glad I. am to see
you, old pard.”

Then the two scouts fell to talking. Pawnee Bill.

showed particular interest in the mysterious horseman
of which Buffalo Bill told him, together with the events
that have been narrated.

“You have had your try at him, Buffalo Bill; it’s ae

fair that you let me have a chance at solving the riddle.”

“Go as far.as you like, Pawnce Bill, old pard, and |. am.

glad to have you arrive in time to take a hand in this
ee

“Good,” said Pawnee Bill,
am sure, for taking possession of your luxurious quar-
ters the way I have; but | was pretty well played out, and

Cale was kind enotigh to point your suite out to me. ky

will turn the place over to you now, so you can get a nap.
and take a look at the lay of the ‘Yand.”

“You will pardon 3 me, oe

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THE BUFFALO

CHAPTER XIT.
KING KENNETH GETS DOUBLY DESPERATE.

The next morning Colorado Cale heard some rumors
in the rumble of voices in the saloon that made him prick

up his ears.

ahéey were to he effect that Buffalo Bill had gone
down the gorge the night before, and that some one,
‘who chanced to ride up “through, saw him in a heap be-
side the stream, and that he appeared to be either dead
or very drunk.

=e Nt be ding danged if I believe a word of that non-
sense, muttered Cale.

He did not stop there to dispute the rumor, but made
his way to the room occupied by thé~scout as quickly
as his nimble old shanks would carry him.

He found the border king calmly shaving before a

small pocket mirror!

OW dal. it this. is Bill Cody’s ghost, “Tm ding danged
if he ain't mighty partick’lar about his looks!” was the
greeting of the old man. —

Colorado Cale went over and gave the scout’s hand
a grip of gladness, at the risk of making him slash his
throat with the razor: 4

“What made you think I had pegged out, Cale?” in-
quired Buffalo Bill.

~ That’ s what they're tellin’

“Who says it?’

“Tt seems to be mostly men of King’ s crowd:

“Too bad to disappoint them, but il have to this
time.

“Did ye go down. the cation last night ?”

‘T went down the caiion,’

“And was there a scrimmage?”

‘There was a scrimmage, Cale.”

“And was you in it?” :

“No, Cale, [ wasn't exactly int, and, for that matter,
all hands seemed to be rather worse,scared than hurt.”

“What in tarnation do ye mean?’

Buffalo Bill briefly told of the mix-up which Cripps
He likewise
told Colorado Cale of his conviction that the Cafion
Centaur was innocent of any and all of the crimes which
had disturbed the honest miners of Camp Chispa.

“Just what the lay is that Cripps is on is more than
I have yet figured out,’ said the scout, in conclusion.
“But U’m satished that the combination means no harm
to any honest man.

“T “would like to find out how the creature is made
up, and what kind of a game it.is that he is playing with
a lone hand. But I’m not going to risk another shot at
Cripps, nor even the throw of adlasso.”

“Why not, Cody?”

“Because a shot might strike a vital spot

“T reckon no ghost never has no vital spot,”
Cale.

“f agree with you, Cale. But Cripps isn’t a ghost,
you mind, and while he seems to go pretty well pro-
tected,’ I should hate to risk many shots at him, unless
I was sure that he needed killing.”

Colorado Cale reflected on this opinion, while Bufialo

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_ Bill stropped his razor and put it away.
Then the scout told of King Kenneth’s cowardly at-

tempt on his life, which was, of course, at the bottom of
the rumor of his death which was ‘being circulated at that

very moment.

BILL STORIGS. : 10

“Aire ye goin’ to show yerself to them this mornin’?”
queried Calc.
“I’m sorry, but I reckon I’ll have to. In fact, I’ve de- —
cided to go up and pay my respects to King Kenneth at
his own shack if I find him in.’

“Waal, Vl be ding danged!”

“It’s time that King and | get acquainted, don’t you
think 27.

“T reckon he'll get another fit of the shivers about the
time you get round.”

“Let him shiver. By the way, won’t you onugele me
up something in the way of provender? I want to eat
before I show myself, so that I can get up to King’s
shack before word gets to him that I’m living. Dve a
notion that I can give him quite a surprise, and that may-
be I can work him for a few points before he recovers
from it.”

Cale went down and bought a pie, which New Eng-
land concoction had found its way to Camp Chispa in
all its glory and mystery.

Buffalo Bill made way with the pie, and also with
some dried meat, which he chanced to have with him.

Then he~declared himself to be sufficiently braced to
face King Kenneth.

He went out of the building, as he had done Moe
evety time, by way of the rear door, and from thence
hastened across to the cabin of King Kenneth, ©

As he was approaching it under cover, the scout found
himself face to face with Queen Kate, —

She greeted him with her sweetest smile and held out
her hand, just as if she had not’ snubbed him when he
had sent Cale to inquire after her the previous morning.

“Were you coming té see me, Mr. Cody?” she asked.

“T hadn't thought of doing so this morning. I didn't
want to intrude on you.

“Intrude! Have I said you wouldn't be welcome?”

“T sent Colorado Cale yesterday to inquire after you,
and he thought you were rather short with him.”

“Queer that he should think so. As if I could be dis-
courteous when the kind message came from the only real
gentleman I have met since I-came to this region.’

3uffalo Bill looked squarely at the girl miner. In spite
-of himself, he felt something like anger toward her.

‘He felt that her wards were rank flattery; and that she
was not sincere. The great scout had a nature schooled
to craftiness when dealing with enemies, yet toward others
was/as open as the sun.

He had not come to Can up Chispa for fe purpose of
MEenne amusement for a coquette.

“T was going to pay a visit to King Kenneth,” said -
Buttalo Bill,

“Do you expect a warm welcome from him? :

“I expect to give him a surprise, and that is about all.
By the way, how is Scar-facer You have managed to
protect the fellow from his master?”

“T have managed. But King came to see me night be-
fore last and tried to make me give him up.”

“You don’t mean that he came to your shack?”

Just tat? -

“And you admitted him?”

“Yes. -And a little later I sent him away at the point
of my revolver. It was time for him to learn some-
thing, and I just wanted the chance to teach him the
lesson.”

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you to take no chances with that man. One who will
fight in the open isn’t so dangerous.
thing to get even with one’ he has a grudge against.”

“Bhank you for the warning, Mr. Cody, and I think
1 will heed it in the future. But I wanted to show him
just once what contempt | felt for him.
ing you from your pleasure.”

The strange girl gave the scout one of her brightest
smiles and passed on.

‘She is as much of an enigma as I have found at
Camp Chispa, where everything. and all the inhabitants
seem to run rather to the queer.

With this reflection Buffalo Bill made his way to the
door of King Kenneth’s cabin. And there he knocked
good and hard.

King was stirring about inside at the moment. Now
the scout was sure that the man came to the window
and tried to see through the window who was at the
door.

Failing in this, he pushed back a bolt he opened the
door just a crack.

Then a yell burst from his lips, and he attempted to
slam the door in the face of the scout.

But Buffalo Bill had planted a foot in the way, and
the door would not close. —

King pulled a revolver; but it was sent spinning out
of his hand, and his visitor coolly entered,. shut the
door, and stood with his back against it and looking
into King’s face with’a faint smile.

‘Paesoutlaw--for such the man was, and af the most
abandoned ahd dangerous sort at that—realized that the
time had come when he could not sneak off and escape
facing all the music that was coming to him.

So “he pulled himself together, and his brain worked

fast, as any man’s will do when he is in a close pinch or
crowded by circumstances.
- He mentally argued that Buffalo Bill could not pos-
sibly know to a certainty that he-—King—had had any=
thing to do with the secretion of the poisoned batb in
the. Seat of the saddle.

For that matter, he reasoned in that swift moment,
some chance might even have prevented .the barb from
doing its’ deadly work. Might it not be, even, that the
scout had used another saddle, putting it on in the semi-
darkness by mistake?

 

So it might not be a serious matter at all which br plate

the spotter scout to the shack of Kenneth King.

There was the old affair that was hanging over him.
3ut King knew that he was not alone in the camp, and
if it came to that he did not believe that Buffalo Bill
could get a following to help him hold his prisoner, even
if he made the arrest,

It took but the fraction of a moment for King Ken-
neth to reason out all the chances of the case in ‘this
guise. And it made him feel better.

The spotter scout faced him and smiled. That was
hard to endure. So King climbed up onto his dignity.

“Really, sir,” he exclaimed,
invited a visitor this morning, or that I asked you in
just now. What do you want?

ever had the pleasure of meeting you.’

“Don’t you know me, really: ? the scout returned,

“T noticed you when you came into the town night
before last.
that ie all.”

I have had a glimpse or two of you since,

BILL STORIES.

But he will do vany-

But I am keep-

body that they have any business with,

plain eae

“T wasn’t aware that I had -

I don't know as I have

SHlaventt you even heard me called by name?

“Yes, I’ve heard you called by name.
knowing a man.’

‘*That’s right, Kingsley !”’

The other “recoiled a pace and there was a glint in his
eyes wnich was like a flash of lightning.

“My name is King,” he said.

_ “How long since?”

“It was always that.’

“Maybe.
sailed under.”

“Out in this region a man gets called by different
names if he shifts “about from place to place. I reckon
you are sometimes called something besides Bill Cody.”

“My name was never registered as any other than.
The Indians tagged me by a name of.

William Cody.
their own—in fact, with two or three, as they do any-
To the public
in general, and my friends and enemies especially, | am
known as Buffalo Bill.

others.
diggings, and you know it. Im fact, | know you under
many of them, Have you anything to say on that score?”

“T have nothing to say to you anyway. I didn’t ask
you to come! here, and 1 don’t want you, and the sooner
i. get out, the hetter pleased I will be,”

Good and plain language, and it puts us on a good,
I didn’t come to please you, but
Tor a Dit OL.a plain talk, and when I go it will be after
the talk and not before it.”

King’s ‘eyes shifted to a corner where his fife rested.
He had. had only one revolver on his person at the time,
for he was not rigged’ for the street or the gulch. That
weapon the spotter scout had knocked out of his hand,

(iL Heres a Chair (back of you, (said. Buitalo Bill’ 21
want you to sit down in it.’

King was desperate. Yet he dared not refuse to com-
ply with the low-uttered command.

He dropped into the chair without taking his eyes from
those of the spotter scout.

CHAPTER XIII,
KING KENNETH’S DEFIANCE.

“First,” began Buffalo Bill, speaking in a tone that
struck terror to the guilty soul of the man before him,
“Lewant: to tell you that | saw you last night hie you
came down into Clearwater Cation to see me die!’

King gasped. But he pulled himself together again
and asked:

Vistrhat alle :

No, that asn't all. 1b just hinted that] knew some
of your old names, and the records that go with them.
The lort Kearney affair is old, and if you prefer to be

hanged on a fresher ch large, probably we ‘ll be able to.

oblige you.”
“Anything elsec) King spaniel.
“There's something else. Understand,
search for you that brought me to Camp. Chispa.”” (
‘Oh, it wasn’t that, then.”

“But the other’ matters drew my attention to you be-
cause I discovered that there wasn’t any deviltry around i

here that you wasn’t mixed up in in some way.

“Birst, there have: been a number of robberies in fe

camp. You know about them, and some can be proved

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be easy to place.

“Then there was the murder. of Mountain Mike and
the disappearance of the treasure he had with him at
the time, down in the canon.’

Ve deny any hand in that,”
paused.

“Of course you deny it.
down in that cation alone at night, or even by daylight.
You are afraid of seeing the ghosts of your victims!”

King wiped the sweat from his lips. At the same
time he seemed to be shrinking his body into a smaller
compass.

“There isn’t a man in the camp that isn’t afraid to
meet Cripps, that unearthly being that haunts the gorge,’
said King.

“No man fears Cripps as you do, although your partners
probably have no hankering after a meeting with the
queer outfit.”

A sudden gleam of hope seemed to come into the eyes
of ‘Kenneth King.

“Cody,” he exclaimed.
that thing last night?”

“Tt passed close to me.”

“And it didn’t scare you?’

“My conscience is clear.’

said King, as tbe the:

eu must have seen dat

“You don’t think it is a ghost—anything that isn’t of

this earth, do your’

“T never saw anything else on this earth, and I never
expect to off of it, like Cripps.”

“But you don’t believe in—ghosts—haunts—do you?”

Buffalo Bill found it hard to keep from smiling.

King spoke with an anxious appeal, as 1f he wanted this
cool-nerved man, who seemed to fear nothing that the
world contained, to brace him up with an assurance that
there could be no such thing as a supernatural being,
r “ghost.”

But the scout knew better than to take off the soul

® of this man the greatest form of guilty terror that could

assail a man who was superstitious and, to a degree,
ignorant,

“T believe that a man who has murdered an innocent
man, woman or child, is likely to see the ghosts of his
vicume as long as he lives, in one forth of another,’ de-
clared the scout, with a manner that carried conviction

® with it.

“ghosts”

He spoke his belief. Not that he thought that the
“shades” of a murderer’s victims actually dogged the
culprit’s footsteps. He only meant that the guilty heart
and brain would conjure up the shape of its victim for
its own torture.

Cripps was a mystery, even to Buffalo Bil, But that

| did not imply that it was not brute or human in a natural
sense.

King understood the scout to mean that he ees in
in the ordinary sense.

It served to increase his: guilty terror on that score,
and there was the chance that this terror might serve
the spotter scout later in his attempt to obtain a paftial

confession from the culprit.

Once more King braced up his own nerve by a power-

ful effort.

He was potteenicd by no ghosts then, and it was in

broad day, A man with euilt on his soul feels better
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“It makes no difference to me what you believe, any-
way, only as a matter of curiosity,’ he said, with a shrug.

“Perhaps not.. But it may make a difference what I
You have to face me living to-day by daylight ©
instead of my shade to-night, because I have become one
ef your victims. I reckon you would stand a better
chance with my ghost than with | me living.”

“IT don’t know what you mean.” .

“You needn’t take the trouble to deny that you placed
that deadly barb in my saddle yesterday, expecting me
to be wounded by the point of it when I came to use the
saddle.”

“T know nothing about it,” perused King.

“I’m not going to argue the matter with you. But
you will find that I have you in a rather close place.”

?You, camt prove a thing against me. J] have more
friends in this camp than you have.”

“Perhaps; but just now you can’t very well fine 7 em
up, you see. I counted on your being in a reasonable
mood; I thought you might want to offer some terms
for bribing me to let you off. But you seem determined
to let things take their course.’

A sudden light leaped into the eyes of King.

‘Aresyou a man to accept a bribe?’

“Not in money, for my own gain.”

“What are you driving at, then?’

“Vou have partners in the game you have been play-
ing. You might gain something by betraying them.”

VA One but you don’t agree to it.”

“And then there has been considerable value in dust
and nuggets taken from the miners who are now in the
camp, and perhaps they would make some allowances if
you made good on that score.’

“Do you promise re

at promise nothing. J only say that a straight confes-
sion won’t hang you any quicker, and it might at least
save you from being strung up without a trial, as will
be likely to happen if I turn you over to i mercy of
the miners here to-day, as the case stands.’

“As I have said, I have more friends hens than you
have, and you can’t scare me any by talking about turn-
ing me over to: the mercy of the men of Camp Chispa.”’

“Do you refuse to confess anything, or to offer to
give up any of your booty ?”’

“There's nothing to confess and no booty to give up.”

King had settled down into a dogged mood, “and the

scout saw that it would take a tighter clutch to bring

him to terms.

The spotter scout could arrest him then. But, as King
had declared, he had more friends in the camp than
there were good citizens to see that justice was done.

But there might be another way to bring the villain
to terms. .There are some who will not confess or give
up, even on the gallows, a secret or information that ‘will
be of benefit to the living. Probably King Kenneth was
a man of that stamp.

And yet this information must be gotten at in some
way. And King was not a man that it was safe to allow
to go at large.

Now that he had failed in the attempt on the life of |
Buffalo Bill, he would be likely either to flee from the
camp, seek another hiding place, or enlist the aid of his
friends in a desperate attempt to dispose of those of his»
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once, that would not recover the treasure which he had

hidden, and which probably some of his confederates

would dispose of afterward.

The situation was not as simple as it would appear on
the surface.

Buffalo Bill had more than one plan in mind for bring-

ing King Kenneth to terms. Not for an instant did the
scout question his ability to do this.

“There’s nothing to confess and no booty to give up!” :

This was the declaration of King. The words de-
cided the other upon the kind of pressure to nee to
bring him to terms.

“You have said the last word on that’score, eee
demanded Buffalo Bill,

“T save said the last word.”

“Then up with your dukes!’

“What?” gasped the man.

But he did not wait for the spotter scout to repeat the
command. His hands went up, and he prepared to oe
his plea afterward. ie

But before he could speak again a pair of steel brace-
lets were snapped onto King Kenneth’s wrists.

“You—you arrest me?’ he breathed, for the moment
overcome with consternation at the suddenness of the
scout’s action.

“Not yet. I wing you, that’s alk
repent at your leisure.’’

Before the outlaw could speak again Buffalo Bill had
left him alone, manacled, and with the door locked upon
him. | :

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GHAPTER XIV.
“DRAWING THE NET.

Buffalo Bill had snapped upon Kenneth so suddenly
that the latter did not have time to ask what might be
expetted next on the program. The man had, as he sup-
posed, considered all the chances of the situation.

-He had taken the possibility of arrest into account.
But im that case he had faith in the help of his comrades
in the camp.

There ‘were those among them whom he might ae
if he were allowed to face the penalty of his crimes.
‘To save themselves, if not for loyalty to him, they would
be sure to attempt his rescue. And as they would out-
number the law-abiding citizens of the camp almost two
to one, he felt that there was little question as to the
outcome.

One-or two other possibilities had occurred to King.

But among them he did not dream that the scout would
make a prisoner of him in this fashion, and give him
» no chance to call upon his friends for their support.

He was locked in his own shack. This stood quite by
itself, and he had always objected to visitors, even among
the members of his own gang.

tention of fulfilling the pledge.

BILL STORIES.’

He had hardly ever allowed a soul besides Scar-face
to enter his cabin. He had more than ont pe reason
for being exclusive in this regard. 2

Steel bracelets could not be broken or slipped . off.

_ His door was stanch, and provided with a lock and key |

as well as with a bolt for use on.the inner side.
And now he was locked in. To escape unaided he
knew to be a practical noe bia. ,

At tHe time he realized that he was dealing with a

man who would not make such an important play in a

game unless he had the trumps with which to win the

rest of the tricks.

“IT am lost!” muttered King Kenneth, under a sudden
conviction that this was only the first of the blows which
the border king was prepared to strike. —

What would be the form of the second ?—the third?. .:

—the last ?
The desperate man began to pace the small room.
It was early in the day. Would he be kept thus until
night? If so, what then? Somehow, Kenneth felt. that
then something would. happen to préy upon his supersti-
tious fears..

And that was his weakest point.
But with all his conjectures, he did not suspect the

take.

He was not long to be kept in doubt. ;

From the cabin of King Kenneth, Buffalo Bill went at
once to the shack of Queen Kate.

The strange girl greeted him with a quiet dignity which
seemed to exhibit’ another point in her character.

Yet, in a way, she had never seemed more charming
than she did then.

In a few words he told her of his errand. He even
gave the girl miner an outline of pis plan with regard
to King Kenneth.

“Good!” she exclaimed.
more just.
way to yield up the secrets more surely than by any
other means. A noose around his neck would not bring
out the truth unless it was under a pledge of mercy.
And that, as I passes it, you would not offer.” |

“That I could not offer to Kenneth King with the in-
And I don’t care how
black the man’s soul may be, I wouldn’t promise him
mercy under any inom unless, T was sure that I
could fulfill the promise.”

“Nothing could be better, or

“Some think no honor is ane to. criminals.” ee

“Honor is due to every being—eyen to a dog, or a
Digger Indian. And that, for one reason, is why: I fol-
low the course I have just outlined to you. Where is
Scar-face ?”

“He went out on an errand for me.
in a moment.”

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to have your. whack—

, your old master?’
As the scout asked the question, the redskin straight-
ened his squat figure.
“Yah, me ready, whack: him heap, pay back

all whack
him give Sear-face,’’

“You shall have your chance now. - I have
handcuffs on him, and he cannot strike back. He is help-
less the same as you used to be. It is just turning the
tables, and you shall have your whack at him, as |
promised, — eae

“T'll see that it isn’t carried, too. far: :
King shall have a taste of the suffering that he inflicted
without merey when he had the power over you. At the

same time he will have a chance to wind up that part of

his retribution by throwing up the secrets of the stolen
treasure, and where he has hidden it,

‘Will you dare tosgo into the cabin with your old
master alone if I give you a whip, and you are sure that

® his hands are confined behind his back 2”

Sear-face hesitated,
sale: for
how helplessly

It was hard for him to feel that it could be :
a moment with King Kenneth, no matter
the latter might be confined, :

But the assurances of Buffalo Bill at ne convinced

him.

The scout gave the fellow a light whip, which he knew

would inflict sufficient punishment if boas by ‘the
vengeful might of the ex-slave.

At the same time he gave the latter to understand ©

that he need not confine himself to the use of the whip
if he chose to inflict a few slaps and cuffs'such as he
had received so many times from King.

Again Buffalo Bill unlocked the door of King’s

The outlaw, tired of pacing the room, had sunk in a-

| dejected attitude upon a chair.
A singular flash came into his eyes as he beheld the

@ Digger, who followed Buffalo Bill into the dwelling.

“What is. this?’ he .exclaimed.

him for them ?”

“T think it time to turn the tables,” said the scout.
“Tor a long while Scar-face was your slave. If he didn't
do what you ordered instantly yee pounded and choked
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Sear-face. came inking into i sn with’ a: bundie:
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put some

But Kenneth .

shack,

“You think | con-
fided my secrets to my slave, and that you can work

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“T have told him that he can pay you back the score.

~ Whenyou' g get tired of being the slave of Scatr-face you
can say so, and maybe we can make terms so that | can

induce him to let up on you.”
A dark-red flame leaped into the cheeks of King Kens

- neth::

He saw Scar-face advance, grinning, with the whip held
close against his leg.

Then the whip was raised,

“Me turn whack now. Make Kenneth King cae
heap same like him make Scar-face. Now, dance, lazy
devil! that what him say, now what me say, him lazy
devil, him dance now, heap!”

Whiz! The whip fell, good and hard, across the legs
of Kenneth King,

‘Tt fell a second time, even a8 a roar of mingled rage
and pain burst from the lips of the outlaw.

_ The latter turned upon his former slave and rushed
at him furiously. i,

But Scar-face, knowing that the man’s wanda were
secure, merly sprang aside; grinning clear across his hide-
ous face.

The Indian was in reality possessed of a tough, wiry
frame and muscles of iron. ge

He might at any time haye defended aoe suceess-
fully against the assaults of his master, had he not been
restrained by the apathy of fear.

It was by the power of his will that King had in
reality ruled his slave all along.

Now, for the first time, the Digger realized that it
was in his power to make his former master how] with
pain as he had been made many times to howl at the
hands of the paleface tyrant.

The redskin dodged nimbly when the other rushed at
him. Then he struck again—and again.

He warmed to the work; he leaped and laughed in
fiendish glee as he saw King writhe and dodge in yain.
under the squirming whip.

3uffalo Bill looked on, his face showing his disgust
at the spectacle, Of his own choice he would have been
glad to end it—not because he felt that King was getting:

“more than he deserved, but because he took no pleasure

in seeing even the retribution of justice meted out.

But it would not be time to stop the brutal show until
the prime object of the encounter had been accomplished.
That object was the unsealing of the outlaw’s lips.

King could not realize at first that he could not, by
means of fierce oaths and an impetuous resistance. with
all the means at hand, cow the redskin into submission
again, '
But the moment the first blow had been struck, Sear-
face felt not the slightest trace of fear of his old master.

King strove to kick his assailant, and to smash into

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hands.

All in vain.:

Then, in his almost frantic efforts, without the help
of his arms to keep his balance, King tripped and fell
at the feet of Scar-face.

With a muttered ejaculation like the growl of a wolf
the Digger sprang upon the prostrate man.

Kenneth fought desperately to throw off his assailant,
but in vain, still. And a moment later he felt the stubby
fingers of the savage gripping his throat.

- Buffalo Bill still looked on, not offering to take a
hand in the strange encounter.

“Mercy! mercy!” gurgled the outlaw, while his eyes
seemed to be bursting from their sockets.

“Stay a bit, Scar-face,”-said therscout, laying a hand
on the arm of the savage.

The fingers: loosened their grip, Le did not entirely
let go their hold.

King dared not stir for fear that the eee ‘of his
assailant would close again with that terrible crushing
force.

“You want mercy, Kingsley?’ said the scout.

“Yes, yes! ~Take him off! Don’t let hin kill mie.”

““You nearly killed him the other night. You choked
him into insensibility. Why shouldn't I let him serve
you the same?’

“Don’t let him, I beg, if you have a spark of hue
manity.”

“You talk of humanity, Kingsley! But never mind.
You know what I want. If you are ready to tell me
the truth about all that I want to know, I will have Scar-
face let up on you.”

The lips of the outlaw closed quickly. He was not
ready yet to yield the secrets which would deprive him
of all the gains on his criminal career. |

“Go on, Scar-face; he hasn’t had enough of fhe treat-
ment. He thinks he will pay you back some time.”

Again the stubby fingers pressed into the throat of
King. The latter made a tremendous effort to throw off
the Indian.

But he could not. His head swam, strange ures
howled in his ears and the face of Scar- face grinning
into his seemed to grow as large as the moon.

“Give up!” he articulated.

Buffalo Bill fairly lifted Scar-face from his victim.

CHAPTER XV,
TE RIDDLE SOLVED.
Buffalo Bill had made a banner play at apn Chispa,
and the most important trick in the game had been won.

King Kenneth did not yield all at once.

rible threat hung over him, and he knew that Buffalo
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word.

Sear-face, the vengeful redskin, who seemed to be’ per-
fectly happy in torturing the one who had never been
merciful to him.

With such a fate hanging over a King could not
. have summoned the nerve to refuse any demand.
He confessed that he had. killed Mountain Mike down

in the gorge, and that the treasure, including much other
which he had obtained similarly from other sources, was

buried under the floor of his shack.

Buffalo Bill made sure that this statement was true

on the instant, and the amount found hidden under King
_Kenneth’s shack was a fortune in itself.

Kenneth at the same time disclosed the names of four

of the roughs of the camp who had been concerned. with ©
him in all the crimes that had been committed in that.

locality.

Seeing that his prisoner was made secure hevant any
possibility of escape, Buffalo Bill hastened to make use
of the information before suspicion over the absence of

‘King from his accustomed haunts should be excited.

The scout found Colorado Cale and told him ay
what he had done. '

“You know. the best men in the camp better than I
do,” said the scout.

are all hanging around the saloon at this minute.
“As soon as you can get the men together,

Lopes

“But theres a ie need lot of loafers that may
take it into their heads to make a fight in defense of
King Kenneth and his crew.”

“We'll corral the crew, and attend to the sympathizers ‘

in their turn if they think they can do anything,” was
the scouts order, )
The program was carried out to a.dot.: oe
Only one shot was fired;
time for, so far -as the ihe were concerned,

lige? ince 5” lost their nerve as soon as. they
knew that their leader had flunked, and that Buffalo Bill
knew. the names of all the pards of King Kenneth: ~

Aside from the half dozen who were put under-arrest, -
practically all the men in the camp rallied under: the
standard of the man who was winning out in oS Sees - i
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others who were afraid of him, shouted his praises... *
On-the evening after the round-up of the bad men at
Camp Chispa, Pawnee Bill made a ea excursion down
Clearwater Cafion. :
After reaching a certain 6 he waited amid- the
} silence and: gloom with Indian patience.
At last he was rewarded by. hearing moor eats on the
rocky floor of the cafion.
A moment later and Pawnee Bill saw the Cafion
Centaur come around a bend of the. gorge . at a pace
which was by no means rapid.

farther up, came down on foot and crouched in a niche
among the rocks, well concealed.

The mysterious rider approached him leisurely, and
| was presently just opposite to the spot where the scout
was concealed.

clutched the trappings of the strange-looking horse; he
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It was a woman’s voice.

Pawnee Bill reached out and pulled the mask from
the rider’s face. As he did this, a mass of gold-brown
hair that covered the real face was thrown back. and
§ Queen Kate, somewhat pale, yet more Handsome than
§ ever, was disclosed.

The shock of discovery made the brave but eccentric:
But she soon recovered

girl come near to swooning.
herself and made an explanation.

Colorado Cale had stated that a young, nervy girl had
disappeared mysteriously in the gorge some time before.
Kathrina Matterson was the name of that girl—and
Qin the guise in which she has played her ee in this
‘ story she was Queen Kate.

With her father she had been pursued down the gorge

Qby King Kenneth and his men. But being better
mounted than their pursuers, they had escaped. They
~@sought refuge in a narrow, secluded gulch a number of
| miles below the mining camp, where they discovered

- Ma rich deposit of placer gold.

@ Matterson, the father, stayed and worked the claim
"most of the time alone. At the same time they sought
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Then Pawnee Bill made a ‘sudden spr ing—his hands ;

The horse aed ilo its Ww id, frantic run, and from
the rider es rang a distinct cry of consternation.

A “phantom rider” served the purpose of keeping curi- —

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to trail betwixt its fore feet, and a dummy head of wood,
skin-covered, disguised the rear end of the horse.
The rider, usually Queen Kate, but sometimes her
father, covered the back of her head with a mask face.
Her own face was hidden by combing her long hair over —
it, or in the case of the man, with a wig.
The whole design gave the grotesque effect of the horse

traveling backward, and the rider also sitting and lean- ;

ing backward.

The scheme was suggested to Matterson and his daugh-
ter by a figure which they had once seen in a masked
street parade at a carnival in New Orleans. A similar

design has been carried out for the purpose of sport on

several occasions.
In the lonely cafion, of course, “Cripps”
to terrorize all who beheld the “Centaur.”
‘The occasional shots at it usually lodged in the wooden
head of the horse. The latter as well as the rider were
well armored with buffalo hide of several thicknesses.
Most of the shots, fired ay frightened beholiers went

found it easy

wide o: the mark.

Queen Kate seldom rode into the camp. But one car-
ried food and other supplies from the camp to her father
in the hidden gulch.

To these episodes in the lives of Pawnee Bill and of
Buffalo Bill little more need»be added.

Kingsley, or King Kenneth, as he called himself at
Camp Chispa, was legally hanged, and his partners, who
were arrested by the spotter scout, met the same fate,
except one, who received a long sentence to the peniten-
tiary.

-Camp Chispa was a hard-luck Ramp ” and was soon
abandoned.

The treasure recovered from King was restored. to
those who had been robbed, as far as. possible.

Queen Kate and her father cleaned up their find in the
hidden gulch, and then went farther south, where Buf-
falo Bill and Pawnee Bill were destined to see more of
them.

Scar-face stuck to the Mattersons, but finally became
a victim of bad whisky.

Colorado Cale, weazened and old-looking, was good
for many a scrimmage, and his career was by no nieans
wound up at Camp Chispa, and the scouts worked the
old fellow for more rollicking sport than would fill a,

book.

THE END.

“Buffalo Bill’s Strange Pursuit; or, Pawnee Bill and
the Comanche Captive’—a story of absorbing interest—
will be found in the next issue of this weekly.. The de-
scription of the sieze of the lonely | cabin in this, story
would alone make it a popular-one and sought for with

eagerness, but there are many other thrilling events nar-
rated. It is No. 589, and will be out August 24th.
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Many Birdmen Killed in Europe in May.

The prophecy of a death a day in the
passing of the experimental stage ‘of avia-
tion in Europe is fast being realized. May's
death toll was an exceedingly heavy one.
Here are a few, and the list is not by any
means complete: On the first day of the
month Herr Roefli was killed at Johannis-
thal, near Berlin. Three days later, at Nice,
Compte Georges De Robillard gave his life
for his love “of piercing the clouds. The
following day a Belgian, M. Obrecht, met
his death at Antwerp. On May 7 a Ger-|%

man aviator, Herr Pachmayer, was fatally |

injured at Johannisthal. On May ir Lieu-
tenant Deperoso, of the Italian army, was
killed at Pordenone. The following day
Herr Schmigulski was killed while flying
at. Cassel Fourteen days after the death
of Roefli occurred the castrophe at
Brookands, when: Fisher and Mason were
killed—-ten deaths within fourteen days.

Found Much Ice on Sealing Trip.

The unprecedented number of icebergs
in.the North Atlantic was the most striking
feature of the northward trip of Harry A.
Whitney, the explorer, who is at his home
at. New “Haven, Conn., after three months

spent’ sealing: in othe arctic: circle: Mr,
Whitney told, on his afrival here, how his
vessel was stuck in the ice pack for thirty-
seven days.

“Our worst. experiences,’ he said, “oc-
curred on April 16, 21, and\30, when the
ice almost got us each day.

“On. the first, of - these dave we were
-eaught, and after having remained sta-
tionary several hours, the ice began to close
in on us. It literally’ climbed over the
Neptune's sides and for the whole night
we dared not go below. We spent the night
on deck in heavy clothing and with pro-
/ visions .beside us. We were ready to
abandon the vessel at any moment,
~ “Then the ice eased up until the 2st,
when it repeated the performance. ‘This
time the jam lasted longer, and we were al-
most certain that the Neptune would be
crushed, or, at least, strained. so badly that
we could not use her again.
30th the tce caught us.’
ho Mia Whitney “brought back five live baby
Hood séals, which he will give to the New
York zoological park,

Indian Insurgent Ticket Elected.

Chief Bacon Rind and Assistant Chief
Henry Red Eagle, representatives of the
insurgency im the Osage tribe of Indians,
were elected at Pawhuska, Okla.,.at a tribal
meeting. This means that a protest. will
be entered at. Washington, alleging that
federal agents have not conserved the
Osage interests in a recent lease of 680,000
acres of mineral lands in the Osage sec-
tion. a

The lease was made to the satisfaction
of the old chief and his counselors,. but
when the terms of the instrument. became
known’ among the

there ‘was great. dissatisfaction:

- Again on the.

“members of the tribe} =
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Rind at once announced himself as ascan-4

didate for. principal chief, and’ got the -co-
operation of Henry Red Eagle. “Both made

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a canvass of the tribe, selected a slate. of
eight members of the council,’ and made
a campaign, The entire insurgent ticket
was elected.

Marconi Invents New Device to Save Lives
at Sea.

A new wireless device w hich will be valu-
able for saving lives at sea was disclosed
by. Mr. Marconi atthe recent Titanic in-
quiry in London.

Mr. Marconi, who was: “giving evidence

told Sir Rufus Isaacs, the attorney general,
that a member of the crew of a ship who
was not an expert in wireless or other
telegraphy might, if the international regu-
lations allowed, “stand by’ the instruments
when the operator was off duty and give
the alarm in.the event of a danger signal
being sent.

“But,” added... Mr. Marconi, .“Tchave a
certain feeling that in many cases that
would not be. altogether reliable. I have

another suggestion to make—I have given}. -

a great deal of attention to the matter since
the disaster—and that is to cause the wire-

less apparatus to ring a bell, thereby giving |.

warning that a ship wads in distress and
needed “assistance.

“In order. to make this. system effective,
it would be necessary to alter the regula-
tions of the international convention to
enable the danger signal to be accompanied

by..a long.dash or sequence of waves, which:

would last for a period of fifteen, twenty,
or thirty seconds. This would cause the
bell to give a prolonged ring, and ‘they
would be. able to know that a ship Te atee
assistance.’ (
“After the signal was given,
tor could be called 2”
general. i f
nies, te Mr. Marconi. “Some tests
have been made with apparatus, and | have

‘the opera-

considerable confidence that this plan can

De, employed. a

Remarkable - Experiments With Heart ees

An account of some remarkable experi-
ments made at the Rockefeller Institute for
Medical Research with tissues from the
heart, is’ given by Doctor Alexis Carrel,
director of the institute, in°a report just
published in New York. Doctor Carrel an-

nounces that he was ‘able to keep pieces:

of the heart tissue pulsating rhythmatically
outside the organism from which they were

fragments were preserved in eles jars, “in
suitable media.

The experiments are part of a series to.

determine whether or not the life of tissue

can be prolonged indefinitely outside the}

body. In this connection Doctor. Carrel ex-
presses. this opinion:
“Tt is conceivable that-the eos. of the

life of a: tissue outside ‘of the organism.

could exceed greatly its” normal duration

in the body, because elemental death might.
be postponed: yo Py a Epi opee a
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inquired the attorney.

The

bsequently.f-: developed . other ee
niques by which it may. be possible to. ob-
tain permanent life of: tissues). uy

In one of the experiments cited, a. Frage

factual operation. e« school
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ment of Geart tissue, cultivated in hyp-
tonic plasma, pulsated regularly for several
days and: grew. extensively.. Aiter two
months the tissue was dissected and a small
central fragment removed and put in a new
medium. It was found to be pulsating at a
rate that varied between 60 and 104 beats a
minute, Of this and other specimens, Doc-
tor Carrel, says:

“Generally, the tissues seemed, after -
time, to adapt themselves to their new con-
dition and very few cultures died spon-
taneously. In handling, the cultures were
exposed to many accidents and microbian
infections.

“In case of a bocal infer the part not
infected was resected. with a cataract knife
and placed in a new medium. Often the
culture recovered and produced » several
generations of cells that were’ free from
microbian infection. But when’ infection
was generalized, the tissues always died
rapidly. Many, cultures died of sepsis.”

Suffragettes Attack ‘Chancellor of the
Exchequer,

A sayage attack on David Lloyd-George,
chancellor of the exchequer, was made. re-

fragettes outside of Caxton Hall, in the
Westminster district, but beyond knocking
off the chancellor's silk hat the women did
no. damage.

A number of Weteeliveg, who were fol-
lowing. the minister, seized and held the
militant suffragettes, while Mr. Lloyd-
‘George jumped into a taxicab and drove
off. The women were then released.

Cotton Acreage Large this Year.

In. the face of the widespread agitation
among associations of cotton planters last
winter for a 25 per cent reduction in the
acreage to be planted in cotton this season
and the setback which cotton seeding re-
|ceived in the phenomenally late spring,
the Financial Chronicle, one of the recog-
nized authorities on cotton acreage and
crops,
crop put the reduction in acreage at only
0.54 per cent. <It figures the total number
of acres in cotton on the first of this month
at 37.377.270. actes, compared with 37.581,-
022 acres ea, in 4olt. The Financial
Chronicle's. estimate of acreage planted is
usually larger than that of the: government,
but in census years, when the department
of agriculture’s estimate is checked up by
the census figures, the. Chronicle estimate
has generally been found close to the cen-
sus figures. ee as

New Method of Gebtidy Niet ‘Recnie
the navy isto be carried out this summer
and fall. An exhibit illustrating the navy

is being prepared. to. be shown. at. eXposi-
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models showing the handiwork of the class.
The seamen gunner class of Washington
will display samples of the tasks performed
by the men under instruction, models of
naval guns afd carriages. The machinists’
school will exhibit models of moldings and
forgings prepared by the class.

The program thus far includes: Cotton
Carnival and Exposition, Galveston, Texas,
August 8 to 12; the Ohio Columbus Centen-
nial, Columbus, Ohio, August 26 to Septem-
ber 6; West Michigan State Fair, Grand
Rapids, Mich., September 9 to 13; Michigan
oe Fair, Detroit, Mich., September 16 to

- the Fall Festivities of the Knights of
A Sar-Ben, Omaha, Neb., September 25 to
October 5, and the Texas State Fair, Dal-
las, Texas, October 12. fo 2

A special naval electrical exhibit will be
shown at the Electrical Exposition, Grand
Central Palace, New York, October 9 to 10.
This exhibit will be more extensive than
the one prepared for the interior, and -will
be assembled for that occasion only.

A naval recruiting office has been opened
at Newark, N. J., under the New York Re-
cruiting Station. This station will also send
out a traveling party stopping a month in
a placé, and visiting Paterson, N. J., New-
burgh, Peekskill, Yonkers, New Rochelle,
NoYes and Stamford, Bridgeport, and New
Haven, Conn.

An_ itinerary has been prepared for a
traveling recruiting party in the Baltimore
recruiting district which provides for a
week’s stop in all the larger towns of
Virginia, -Maryland, and West Virginia.
Navy recruiting officers say the best field
for navy recruits is the mountain region
of these States. Next come the districts
in the Northwest where the German and
Scandinavian population is most dense.

Ex-minister to Washington May be Chinese
Premier.

The minister of education, Tsai Yuan Pi,
has gone to Tien Tsin, China. He did not
notify the cabinet of his intention, and it
is understood that he will not return.

‘Tang Shao Yi, the premier, who sud-
denly departed from Peking, and later an-
nounced from Tien Tsin his intention of
retiring from office, is preparing to leave
for Hongkong.

A growing faction favors the appoint-
ment of Doctor Wu Ting Fang, ex-minister
at Washington, to the premiership.

‘How Beet-sugat Cultivation Saved Wany
Utah Farmers.

The way that beet-sugar cultivation came

™ to the rescue of the Utah farmers when

they were almost at the last gasp was re-
lated by Thomas R. Cutler, vice president
and general manager of the Utah-Idaho
Sugar Company, at the hearings of the
government's suit against the Sugar Trust
before Wilson. B. Brice in the Federal
Building, in New York. Questioned by
Assistant District Attorney Knapp he told
how about 1889 it was evident that the
‘Utah,. must create a de-
mand for something they could grow, or

@ 0 to the wall.

“There was no market,” he declared, “for
They were unablé to pay

many farms were sold for taxes: The Utah

Sugar Cotepany was organized with no idea

of ue It tried to grow sorghum sugar
cane, he this was impossible on account
of frosts. Then the men who had put their

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money into the company looked for a sub-
stitute and many accepted beets.

“The first year only 1,800 acres were
planted, and the beets were poor. Only the
bounty paid by the United States and Utah
pulled the industry through. The next year
we lost 300 acres on contracts, and still
were able to get along. It was in 1893
that we began to make money, and since
then farmers have paid their mortgages,
and the agitation for factories has swept
through the country.”

The rest of the day Mr. Cutler told of
the starting of factories here and there,
and the reason for them. He admitted
that the tariff had assisted the growth of
the industry, but he expressed doubt
whether the prestige that comes from the
consolidation of small companies into a
large one would bring a higher price.

He admitted that the Sugar Trust had
endeavored to keep rivals out of their own
territory, and that this had led them to buy
up some rival concerns and to start their
own factories in districts which they knew
might be opened up by independents.

Cardinal Farley Approves Boy Scouts.

Cardinal Farley has approved the forma-
tion of local branches of the Boy Scouts of
America in the parishes within his jurisdic-
tion, in New York, and appointed Father
Hughes, a member of the faculty of the
Catholic college, to supervise a branch.

The approval of the cardinal was_ se-
cured on a condition he requested, which
the New York council assented to, viz.:

That there be a Catholic division of the

Boy Scouts, and that all parish branches |
. y e of labor and captains of industry to recog-

within his jurisdiction prefix the title
Catholic division before their official désig-

nation. Thus the branch, or troop, in course

of formation within the cathedral parish
is to be known as Cathedral troop, Catholic
division, of the Boy Scouts of America.
Each troop or branch is to be under the
immediate direction of the pastor or some
one designated by him who -shall be in-
formed of the progress of the movement,
and be consulted from time to time.

Sufftagettes to Boycott Great Britain.
A singular boycott is going to be insti-

tuted in New York. The American suf- ‘the laws for the District of Columbia.

fragettes, to avenge the tragic fate of their
British idol, Mrs. Pankhurst, recently sen-
tenced to a long term in jail for her conm-

nection with the window-smashing affair in.

London, have decided to boycott the trades
and industries of Great Britain. The boy-
cott is to be of a general nature, is to ex-
tend over all English-made goods of any
description, and is to remain in force until
Great Britain has granted the right to vote
to its women. Under the name of “Daugh-
ters of Liberty” the New York suffragettes
have formed an organization which is to.
carry.on a country-wide propaganda for the
anti-British boycott.

Western Army Posts to be Retained. —

Senator Warren made a winning fight in
the Senate, at Washington, on the adoption

which had been recommended for abandon-
ment by the chief of staff of the army.’
The bill, as it came from the House, pro-.

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the war department for abandonment. The
conference -report rejected this provision
and inserted in lieu of it a plan for the
appointment of a joint army and congres-”
sional commission to visit and report on the
future status of all the army posts in the
country.

The adoption of the conference report,
therefore, means the retention of Forts
Douglas, Utah; Boise Barracks, Idaho;
Missoula and Harrison, Montana; Mac-
kenzie and D. A. Russell, Wyoming, and
‘Fort Logan, Colorado, all of which had
been recommended by the department for
abandonment. Senator Smoot voted to re-
ject the conference report. Sutherland was
paired and did not vote.

Kentucky Assembly Denounces Sunday Golf.
Sunday golf came in for a severe de-
nunciation at the session of the general
assembly, at Louisville, Ky., when the re-
port of the committee on Sabbath observ-
ance was presented for consideration.
According. to thé report one hundred
thousand caddies are kept from Sunday
school by golf. “Sunday sports blight char-
acter,’ continues the yeport. “Nine-tenths
of those who enter prison started that way
by Sabbath breaking, largely by Sunday
sport.”
Recommendations of the committee, .of
which James Yearance, of New York, is
chairman, provide that the assembly reit-
erate its “strong and emphatic disapproval
of all secular uses of the Sabbath, all games

‘and sports, in civic life as also in the army

and navy; all unnecessary traveling and all
excursions, and urge upon all employers

nize the laboring man’s need of his weekly
rest. day, and thereby insure his greater
efficiency and happiness and the greater
prosperity of both capital and labor.”

The committee also turns the spotlight
on Washington, D. C., severely scoring the
capital for “continued and increasing laxity
in’ Sabbath observance.” oe Sunday news-
paper is condemned.

John W. Foster, of Wadinetod. DEC
secretary of state under President Harri-
son, said that the capital’s disregard of

‘the Sabbath was due to the people who

elect the members of Congress who make

Two French Airmen Have Fatal Accident
in the Fog.

Captain Dubois and Lieutenant Albert
Peignan, both officers in the French army,
and trained airmen, were killed when the
biplanes they were: piloting around the
military flying grounds, at Douai, France,
collided with terrific force in mid-air,

The two officers, who were close friends,
were unable to perceive each other while
flying through the early-morning haze. In
making a curve their machines collided
with an awful impact, the wires and canvas

‘wings became interlocked, and the two bi-

planes crashed to the ground.
Lieutenant Peignan was taken dead from
the débris. Captain Dubois died within

'an hour.
of the conference report on the army appro- |
priation bill, one important result being the
retention of all of the Western army posts |

Tells of Massacre of Mexican Trobe

Ambushed by Juchiteca Indians, 600
Mexican troops were massacred in the city
‘of Juchitan some time ago, according to
Willis S. Hunt, a refugee who arrived in
on the transport Bu-

of the appropriations for the coming year | ford.

on any of the army posts recommended by

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ments and shielding native warriors, the
women of the Juchiteca tribe welcomed
the Mexican troops and assisted in their
‘slaughter. The massacre was part of a re-
taliatory move to avenge the death of.
tribesmen nearly thirty years ago at the in-
stance of President Diaz.

Juchitan can be entered only through a
narrow pass. With colors flying and the
regimental band playing, the Mexican,
troops marched into the city. Not one es-
caped, Americans watched the pass for
days, but no stragglers appeared. Juchitan
is a city of about 40,000 inhabitants,

X
Corporate Earnings Show Large Decrease
in EOS S.

Corporate earnings in the United States
decreased $115,500,000 during ro1t. That
figure represents the comparative loss in
het earnings as reported to Royal E. Ca-
bell, commissioner of internal revenue, for
making assessment under the corporation
excise tax law. In a statement issued at
Washington, Mr. Cabell says the returns
indicate poorer business conditions last year
than in I9ro, particularly in the iron, steel, |
and certain manufacturing industries.

The gross receipts of corporations did
not suffer as great a ratio of decrease as
the net. ‘The returns indicate, the com-
missioner points out, that this was because
labor and supply men shared more largely |
in the receipts of the various companies
in 1911 than in 1910. This was. particu-
‘darly so in the case of railroads, he says,
which seem generally to have paid in-
creased amounts for labor “without a cor-
responding increase in income being indi- |
cated, in many cases an actual ‘decrease in
income being shown.”

The 1 per cent assessment on the i011
net earnings of corporations will turn into
the federal treasury about $28,278,000, |
most of which will be paid in June, against
$29,432,000 last year, a decrease of $1,154,- |
000, The amount probably will be aue-
mented somewhat before the close of the
fiscal year, Mr. Cabell says, bringing the
decrease below $1,000,000. Considering
business conditions in tort, he adds, this
may be considered fairly satisfactory.

The manufacturing conditions were re-
flected in the returns from Connecticut and
Massachusetts. In the former State the
\net proceeds decreased $6,109,000 and the
latter $11,332,000. The assessments for
Hawali, the commissioner remarks, indicate
an extremely prosperous condition on the
islands, the net earnings of the corpora-
tions increasing $4,274,000..

 

Nail Protruding from Car Causes Large
Damage Suit,

A large nail protruding from the side
of,a flat car is the direct cause of a suit
for $40,000 damages,

E. M, Gordon, of Atlanta, Ga., charges
in the suit which was filed in the city
court of “Atlanta, that on April 18 his
brother, W. C. Gordon, was employed as a
brakeman on the Gulf, Colorado & Santa
Fe Railroad, at Bellville yards, Texas,
The brother was going about his regular
business, Gordon alleges, when he had oc-
casion to jump from a slowly moving flat
car. A 30-penny nail, he says, was pro-
truding from the side of the car, and on
this the seat of his brother’s trousers was
caught.

At the same time that the brakeman
caught on the nail, the train’s speed was’

 

 

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increased and Gordon was hurled under
the wheels and killed,

E. M. Gordon brings the suit as ad-
ministrator of his brother’s estate and
guardian of the latter’s little daughter.

Perennial Rice Discovered.

A perennial rice has just been discov-
ered in Senegal, French West Africa. This
rice, which occurs wild, or semispontane-
ous in that country, is said to spread by
means of rhizomes, and may be propagated
by this method as. well as by seed. The
presence of this peculiar root system aids
the plant in surviving through even an
eight months’ dry. season, The great im-
portance of such a variety for certain dis-
tricts in the Philippines can hardly be over-
estimated. [urthermore, the plant is a
first-class forage crop, and. while probably
the yield is not so great as that of some
of the Philippine rice varieties, the starch
and food contents of the seed are fully

aS ereat asin the case of ordinary rice, |

while the protein is only a very little less,

Nations to Loan China Vast Sum. |
The reorganization of China has been

‘made possible by the complete understand-
‘ing reached by the bankers representing the
‘six great powers, the United States, Great
Britain,

Germany, France, Russia, and
Japan, to loan China $300,000,000. Russia
joined the five other powers in acquiescing
in the agreement, but stipulated a slight
change in the original formula. This was
quickly accepted by, all the powers, includ-
ing the United States. Ne

Although the official statement given out

iby the groups does not mention the fact, it

is understood that Russia and Japan specifi-
cally reserve the right to withdraw from
participation in the loan at any time, should
they. decide that their special political in-

terests in China have become jeopardized.

Russia and Japan tried to exact an agree-

ment that the loan should not be applied
‘in any way likely to compromise their in-
bterests,

The four other. powers refused
to agree to this, and it is understood the
final agreement was restricted to the financ-
ing of China, all political questions as such
being left to the powers.

Found After Three Years With Memory Gone,

Luther Manard Jones, former law partner
of the late William C. Whitney, and the
first secretary of the Yale Alumni Associa-
tion, was found recently in Streatham In-
firmary, in London, England, after a dis-
appearance of three years due to loss of
memory caused by abscesses on the brain.

Mr. Jones went to London several years
ago in connection with an important law-
suit, but was compelled to give up practice
owing to brain trouble. He afterward be-
came a noted antiquarian.

J. R. Quain, of Ottawa, Canada,’ a, life-
long friend, found Mr, Jones as the re-
sult of a year’s search.

Though Deaf, Graduates from Harvard in
Three Years.

George Draper Osgood, one ot the bache-
lors of arts at the Harvard commencement
exercises, and nephew of ex-Governor Eben
5. Draper, was one of the interesting fig-
ures in the long commencement procession.
He completed the work for his degree in

‘three years, although handicapped by hav-

ing been deaf since birth.
He had gone through school in the same

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time as ordinary pupils. At Noble and
Greenough, as at Harvard, his standing was
high. His ability to understand speakers
by the motion of their lips is remarkable.
Though he does not hear his own voice, he
talks readily.

He is fond of athletics, and at college
took part in football, rowing,and wrestling,

Woman Aviator Killed.

Mrs. Julia Clarke, of Denver, Colo., 28
years old, and one of the three flyiag
licensed female aviation pilots, was killed
at the Illinois State fair grounds, at Spring-
field, Ill, when the tip of one of the wings
of a Curtiss biplane in .which she was
making a flight struck the limb of a tree
and the machine was dashed to the ground,
crushing her skull. Mrs. Clarke left a
note requesting that if she were killed her
body be taken to Denver for cremation,

Suffragists to Sue for Libel,

A $200,000 damage suit is to be brought
by the women. suffragists against anti-
suffragists for accusing them of hiring some
‘of the women who marched in the big
‘suffrage parade, in New York, on May. 4.
This was decided at a meeting of the board
of managers of the Women’s Political
Union.

The statement is made in the second num-
ber of the first volume of The Women’s
Protest, the new: organ of the National As-
sociation Opposed to Women Suffrage. In
the recently issued number of The Protest,
under the heading of “Suffrage Parade Im-
‘pressive. But it Doesn't Stand Analysis,”
it is said, in a paragraph, in special heavy,
black type:

“Many of the college students, as well
‘as the working girls who marched, were
rinden ace,
‘who marched were paid from $3 to $5 a
‘head, and many of the working girls $1
to march. The excuse for the latter was
not a bad one—that they were paid in lieu
of half a day’s work, because Saturday is
a half holiday in most of the trades,”

The union which organized the parade is
sending a letter to each of the suffrage
organizations which took part in the proces-
sion, telling them of the statement, and
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their organization was not as free from
lanything in the nature of bribe giving
fas the union itself,

| The suit for libel will be begun as soon
as the formal answers have been received
|from the different suffrage societies,

Can’t Find Out Where Chinese Palace
‘Treasure Has Gone,
_ The new “Blue Book” on Chinese affairs
1s not very thrilling, but its references to
the vast hoards of the Manchu dynasty raise
a very curious question.

As recently as last November, Sir John
Jordan Was writing to Sir Edward Grey
to say that the palace treasyre was at last
being drawn upon by the government, but
he only accounts for one sum of $2,000,000,
Fle adds that this sum is believed to repre-

cumulations of “the old Buddha.”

J. QO. P. Bland states that ‘the hoarded
wealth of the “forbidden city” was esti-
mated to be $80,000,000,

 

the time of the Boxer rebellion, and was
‘duly dug up again when the court Ptarnee

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sent a very small portion of the huge ac-

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exact a pledge from Orville Wright never

/the air.

“Whales of the various species found in

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to? There must be some uncommonly rich

Doctor Says. Operations on Defective Children
Should be Made Compulsory.

The question of compulsory operations
upon crippled and defective children, which
was decided by Judge Sulzberger as en-
tirely a matter for the discretion of parents,
is vigorously protested by Doctor E. A.
Spitzka, the eminent brain specialist, who
assetts that such operations should be made
compulsory by legislative enactment.

Doctor Spitzka said: “Parents should
not be permitted to prevent an operation
upon a child when that operation is abso-
lutely necessary for the child’s good. The
good of the community should be consid-
ered first, and the laws should be made that
parents must be forced to hand over the}
child for an operation at the hands of com-
petent experts when it is deemed necessary
to have an operation.”

He referred to several well-known crim-
inals that he had seen electrocuted, and said
that had they been taken in hand in their
youth there would have been little chance
for them to turn out degenerates.

Will Ask Orville Wright to Stop Flying.

That his secrets may be preserved for
the benefit of humanity, the millionaire di-
rectors of the Wright Company will try to

to fly again.

The meeting at which this extraordinary
action will be taken is.to be attended by
August Belmont, Theodore P. Shonts,
Cornelius Vanderbilt, Russell Alger, An-
drew Freedman, and other prominent capi-
talists. As an argument for a favorable
decision from Wright, the directors of the
company have begun negotiations with
George W. Beatty to enter the services of
the Wright. Company as its experimental
ver

The directors believe that the success of
the Wright Company, which has paid a 20
per cent dividend on a capitalization of
$1,000,000 for the last three years, depends
upon the schemes for the development of
flying possessed only by the surviving mem-
ber of the Dayton brothers, and that the
common good demands that he stay out of
Orville Wright is regarded as the
most°expert aeroplane driver in the world.

Negroes and Whites Allowed fo Marry in
Germany.

The Reichstag, at Berlin, Germany, just
before its adjournment till fall adopted a
resolution sauctioning “mixed marriages’ —
that is, marriages between blacks and whites
in the German colonies. Both the Social
Democrats and the ultraconservative Cath-
olic Centrists voted for the resolution. That
the German press doesn’t agree with the

conclusions of the Reichstag is evident,

from the columns of space that is being
filled with discussion of the subject and
protest. j

- Wants a Closed Season for Whales.

Commissioner of Fisheries George M.
Bowers has written a letter in which he calls
attention to the threatened extermination
of whales in north Pacific waters, and the
desirability of a closed season by interna-
tional agreement. In his letter, Commis-
‘sioner Bowers says:

less and Jess abundant during the last dec-
ade or so. The whalers find it more and
more difficult each year to secure a profit-
able catch. In recent years the establish-
ment of whaling stations on the British
Columbia coast and one in southeastern
Alaska has caused a rapid decrease in the
abundance of whales off that coast. One
or more of the species are so near the point
of extinction that a closed period really
ought to be provided. This, of ‘course,
could be brought about through interna-
tional agreement. u
“It is believed that whaling operations
stitch as are contemplated will result very
soon in practical extermination of whales
on the Alaskan coast.”

This letter was, brought out by a protest
of American whalers against Norwegian
steamers being permitted to operate out-
side the three-mile limit in Alaskan waters.

Retells Story of Wagon-box Battle.

M. Littman, one of the few surviving
heroes of the famous wagon-box fight on
Piney Ridge, retold the story of that*battle
recently after his first visit to Sheridan in
forty-five years.

Littman is a wealthy manufacturer from
St. Louis. Not a date in the thrilling tale
escaped him, not an incident in the seventy-
hour Battle in which thirty-two men behind
the wagons of the camp held at bay a force
of from 2,000 to 3,000 savages’, and which
was ended by the timely arrival of reen-
forcements after the yaliant band had killed
nearly 1.500 of the Indians,

“The Indians were unaware that we had
just received new repeating rifles, and did
not know what to make of it when we con-
tinued firing without reloading after every
shot, Lieutenant Jenness was the only of-
ficer killed. They had been watching us
for days; they knew how small our force
was, and they thought they had us. We
each had forty rounds of ammunition with
3,000 additional rounds, After the fight I
found fifty-nine arrow heads and_ bullets
within a radius of a foot from my head.”

Littman knew nothing of the celebration
incident to the erection of a monument on
Massacre Hill until after it was over.

Working Class Saving Money
Western States.
The working classes are saving more
money than in the past, say internal revenue
officers, who base their statement on the
fact that Colorado and Wyoming people
consumed 1,530,000 gallons less beer and 18,-
900 gallons less whisky, and smoked 3,333,-

in Two

fore. :
This decrease in consumption will mean
that the-moneys collected by the govern-

year ending July 1, 1912.

Ex-Governot Morton Eighty-eight Years Old.

Levi P. Morton, former governor of New
York State, vice president, and once min-
ister to France, celebrated his eighty-eighth
birthday recently. He is active mentally
and physically, and goes several times each
week to the Morton Trust Company ‘of-
fices, in New York, to oversee his affairs.

Mr. Morton moved, a few months ago,
from No, 681 Fifth Avenue, Manhattan,
to the apartment house at No. 088 Fifth
Avenue.
in which he now lives commands a view of

 

north Pacific waters have been growing

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ooo fewer cigars last year than the year be-

ment will show about $80,000 deficit for the

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ton goes up there to look out over thee)
city. .

Every fair day he goes for a drive in.
the park. :

Lake Mysteriously Vanishing.
A lake called Lunkirk, at Northwich,
England, which was formed many years
ago, began recently to empty itself, many
millions of gallons of water disappear-—
ing, presumably into some old salt work- _
ings hundreds of feet below. Rumbling
noises like thunder were heard during the
night. 5 x
The lake covers an area of two acres,
and the water has already sunk twenty
feet. The lake is fed by a brook.
The Maerjelen Lake, at the foot of the
great Aletsch glacier, in the Canton of
Wallis, Switzerland, temporarily vanishes
about the end of August every three or
four years. The water returns during the
following winter and spring. ny
Scientists state that the phenomenon is
due to meteorological causes. . Owing to
the melting of the glacier wall the lake at-
tains a maximum level once in three or
four years, The pressure of the. great
volume of water. causes fissures to appear
in the wall until it becomes as porous as
a sponge. i ?
Most of the water eventually flows into
the Rhone, and disastrous floods are caused
in the Rhone valley in consequence.
The man who first arrives in the valley
with the news that the lake is emptying
itself is rewarded with a pair of shoes.

Rooster Did Not Like to be Imitated,
Lester Moffitt, four, of Brooklyn, N. Y.,
who ‘is visiting his uncle, Representative
William H. Burr, at Greens Farms, near
South Norwalk, Conn., went into the®barn-
yard in quest of excitement, and deemed it
wise:to crow at a large and dignified roos-
ter.

There Lester stopped. And there the
rooster began. It flew at the boy, fonced
him to the ground, and was ferociously
jabbing its spurs into the lad’s scalp when
Mr. Burr, summoned by Lester’s screams,
ran out and beat the bird off.

A physician, after taking seven stitches
in Lester’s head, said that the rooster, in
a few more minutes, would have killed
the boy.

“’m going back to the city,” said the
child to-night. “The big animals in the
park ain’t half as wild as Uncle Will’s
chickens.” ‘

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Pian to Reclaim Arid Lands of Mesopotamia.

‘Tn spite of its external troubles, the
Turkish government is engaged in advanc-
ing big schemes for the development of
Mesopotamia, which, when completed, will
result in the transformation of an arid
desert region as extensive as the Nile val-
ley into smiling cornfields,

“The sum involved in the huge irriga-
tion works which will be necessary to ac-
complish this transformation is put at some
$150,000,000, and the immediate concern of
the Turkish authorities is to plage a con-
tract for’the initial stage of the schemes,
which provides for irrigation works in
connection with the barrage which con-
trols the flood waters of the Euphrates, at
present under construction. :

Some idea of the vast importance of these

 

Central Park, and every fine day Mr. Mor-

schemes may be gathered from the fact
that their accomplishment will enable suffi-

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cient grain to be grown to affect the wheat
markets of the whole world. In the olden
days the whole of the Euphrates delta was
irrigated, and the luxurious growth of grain
excited the wonder of Greek travelers who
visited the East. According’ to Herodo-
tus, the soil yielded three hundred fold,
and there is no doubt that these alluvial
flats were one 6f the chief granaries of the
world,

The whole story of these regions is a
romance, . Precisians dispute, but it is still
the popular belief that the Garden of Eden
was situated here. In any event, in Chal-
dean times the delta was one vast garden;
the whole plain was studded with pros-
perous and populous cities, set in the midst
of engirdling areas of wheat. Indeed, it
was from this very region that wheat, at
first found in a wild and.uncultivated state,
was taken and gradually transplanted all
over the world.

This land, which gave birth to the world’s
food, is now a barren waste. The stu-
pendous system of dikes and canals, built
by the Chaldeans, at the present day, in a
ruined and sand-choked’ condition, cover
ste face of the country like a network.

Vheir ruin was accomplished by Turkish
nomads in the*eleventh century, by the
progenitors of the race which 1s now to
repair the ravages of their forbears.

Rides a Maddened Bull.

M. Mortimore, while driving a bull to
pasture the other day at Cheyenne, Wyo.,
in some way angered the animal and was
cornered in the corral by the maddened
beast. Mortimore was astride his horse, but
maneuver as he would could not extricate
himself from his perilous situation.

The bull was pressing him closer and
closer, and to save himself leaped from his
saddle to the back of the snorting bull.
Then began a series of wild plunges, but
Mortimore’s cow-punching days stood him
in hand, and he clung to the beast’s neck,

On one of the bull’s,rushes he went close
to the corral fence, and Mortimore leaped
from the animal’s hack to the fence, vault-
ing over just as his bullship. started to gore
him,

Resting Places for the Living as Well as the
Dead. :
The custom of many young women, down
in the financial district, to seek the grounds
“of Trinity Church and St. Paul’s Chapel,
in New York City, during luncheon hour,
has caused the Trinity vestry to prepare
to install benches in the two churchyards.
Many of the visitors find seats close to
the iron fence, which inclosé the cemetery
of Trinity and view the continual stream
that flows up and down Broadway.

The benches which will soon be ready |’

for visitors will be placed along the wall
on the Broadway side, both in the Trinity
churchyard and that of St. Paul's. .

It was also announced that Trinity Cem-

etery, at Broadway and One Hundred and
lifty-fifth Street, will be provided with
benches for the convenience of the many
mothers and children who spend ee time
there of the shade trees.

Army Mole Still Holds His Own.

The three-ton automobile truck has
proved a failure for army use, according
to Captain Williams, of the United States
army, who has been experimenting with
the relative merits of trucks and mules
for carrying provisions and camp equip-

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ment on the regular army “hike” from
Dubuque, lowa, to Sparta, Wis.

“The one-and-a-half-ton truck is a suc-
cess,” he said, “and I believe it will re-
place the mule. But the larger trucks must

ble for army use.”

Tats.

That American gunners are more effi-
cient in offense as well as in defense, are
two of the important facts brought out by
the battle practice of the United States
Atlantic fleet just completed off the Wine
ginia capes,

Steaming at full speed, the gunners
found little difficulty in hitting targets at
a range of 15,000 yards, a most remarkable
achievement when it is remembered that
at that distance the larger part of the tar-
get is below the horizon, leaving only the
upper part visible. A little motion of the
ship or the rolling of a fair-sized wave
was sufficient to obscure the target en-
tikelycy

A year or so ago, indeed, Rear Admiral
N. E. Mason,, chief of the bureau of ord-

findings failed at distances beyond 10,000,
or, at most, 12,000 yards, and that, as. all
the sources of inaccuracy at short ranges

|were exaggerated as the range increased,

at 15,000 yards their cumulative effect was
such as to make it doubtful whether a
hit at that range could be regarded as any-
thing more than a matter of luck, and it
is a fact that the gunners of European
navies regard it.as a waste of effort to aim
at a Sreater range than 7,000 or 8,000
yards.

Nevertheless, the records show that at
12,000 to 15,000 yards the battleship Utah
made no less than nine hits, while the
Michigan took second -place with seven.

The secret of this achievement lies in
the efficiency of the men behind the guns,
on the bridge, in the engine room, and
particularly of the fire- control officer -sta-
tioned in the cagelike masts, characteristic
of American battleships.

After the target has been located through

the telescope, a “ranging shot” is fired at
a distance of some 10,000 yards, The fire-
control officer estimates as accurately as
he can whether the projectile has gone too
far or fallen too short, and by means of
a telephone, by which he kéeps in, com-
munication with the gun crew, reports his
conclusions, and the second shot is based
upon them. Every shot fired subsequently
is similarly observed by the fire-control
officer, and the success of the tests depends
largely upon the Eger of his calcula-
tions.
The fleet, under the command of Rear
Admiral Hugo Osterhaus, consists of 21
battleships, including dreadnaughts, I ar-
mored cruiser, 2 scout ships, 12 colliers,
and I mine planter.

This last vessel is destined to play an
important part in naval warfare of the
future, for at the recent battle practice it
was found that mines might be used most
effectively against an enemy. Every bat-
tleship in the United States navy now car-
ries 18 of them, and the mine-planting
vessel carries a reserve stock of 400.

about four feet in diameter and contain
a big charge of guncotton and other high
explosives. As soon*as a vessel comes
in contact with them a cap on top ex-

 

be made lighter before they will be availa-.

Gun Trials Bring Out Efficiency of American

nance, reported that all systems of range}

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pledes the contents of the mine, which is
powerful enough toe disable aiiy Bee?
‘afloat.

They are submerged about five feet be-
low the surface of the water, about 18
feet apart.
become in planting them that a8 can. be
placed in a minute.

Contact mines have been in use for years
as a means of defense for harbors, but
it is now proposed to place. them in the
sea during a naval engagement, and_ to
govern the course of the conflict in such
a manner that the enemy will be either
driven or lured into their vicinity. By
international agreement, however, all mines

so used must be of a pattern that will sink |

one hour after being planted.

“Great work was done with torpedos,
too. Each vessel had two tries, and at a
range of 3,800 yards the Delaware got two
hits, while the Florida got one.a For the
purpose of these tests, dummy “torpedo
heads were used.

3attle practice is an annual feature in
the American navy. The ship making the
best record receives what is tnows as
the trophy pennant, consisting of a black
circle on a red ground. In addition to this,
every member of the crew gets a perma-
nent increase in salary, and the members
of the gun crew get medals in addition.

Last year the Michigan won the cham-
pionship, but it now goes to the Utah.
The Delaware, the Michigan, the New
Hampshire, and the Rhode Island made
excellent scores, and were not very far be-
hind the winner. “Those ships which did
not do so well were handicapped by weather
conditions or unsuitable: materials.

Last year, the skill of American gtn-
ners was put to a more practical test than
is afforded by the square targets ordinarily
used, The old battleship Teras, renamed
the San Martos, was used as a target in
Chesapeake Bay, the New Hampshire be-
ing selected to do the firing, the object
being to show the value of the “spotting”
system, to give information as to the ef-
fect of modern gun fire on an armored
vessel, and to settle some vexed questions
concerning’ the flight of projectiles and
their angle of impact.

Women Again Admitted to House of
~ Commonsi

Ce the woman suffragist outrage in
the House of Commons, at London, Eng-
land, in 1908, when women chained them-
selves to the grille.and then disturbed
the proceedings by shouting, the ladies’
gallery has been closed to all women ex-
cepting wives or relatives of members.

In 1909 a House of Parliament bill was
introduced in the House of Commons by
the attorney general. to make better pro-
vision for the pushing strangers, who
abused the privilege of et to either
house.

It was, however, objected, hat the peo-
ple who created disturbances would be
glad of the punishment and procedure laid
down in the bill,~which would give them
an opportunity for the advertisement ea
they desired.

The second reading of the bill was ac-
cordingly adjourned, and the bill was sub-
sequently withdrawn.

The members were not at all anxious

to take the risks attaching at that tinie

to securing admission for women to the
gallery.

Nearly four years have now elapsed since

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the outrage was perpetrated, and appar-
ently it 1s now felt by the authorities that
admission need no longer be restricted.

The speaker was questioned on the. sub-
ject a week or two ago, and replied that
he would consider the matter and aera
the feeling of the members.

mitted to the gallery. The old pravtine has
thus been restored.

If the privilege is continued, it may be
taken to be a sign of the times, woman
suffragist disturbances now. being discoun-
tenanced by public opinion.

New Cure for Tuberculosis Explained.

Doctor Gerardo Monari Balboni,.a. prom-
inent Italian physician of the North End,
Boston, recently demonstrated and ex-
plained, in the amphitheater of the Mas-
sachusetts General Hospital, Boston, his
‘treatment of pulmonary tuberculosis by in-
jecting nitrogen gas into the lung sac, so
as to fade biice the lung...

“Reports of cures by this treatment. have
not only been made by me, but also. by
physicians.. abroad: © In : Italy, » Professor
Forlanini, of the University of Pavia, has
been, for the last twenty years, improving
the method: up to the present day with great
success. Other physicians in .Germany,
France, and. many other countries have been
working at it with encouraging results.

However, very little work has been done}

in America till of late.

“The present, work has been done “quietly
in. the North End among the poor peo-
‘ple. Some patients, which I have shown,
are now practically cured.

“This treatment immobilizes the june? and
stops it from. working, and compresses. it,
bringing about. the followi ing result:

“It squeezes out the dead matter and
germs in the lung, and, by keeping the lung
quiet, gives the diseased part a chance to
heal. During the past few weeks I: have
been working with Doctor Samuel Robin-
son, of the Massachusetts General. Hos-
pital, and the patients that I have brought
here are not picked for the occasion put
are ordinary patients who come to me
every day.”

$200,000: Gift,

The City’ Bank Club, composed of the
clerks of hy Natronal City Bank, of New
York City, has received:a present of $g00,-
000. One half came: from James Stillman,
chairman of the board of directors of the
bank, personally, and the other half was
given by the bank itself.. The gift was-in
commemoration of the bank's “centerinial,

The club has. been in. existence naire
years. When it was. founded, Mr. Stil-
man, then president of the. bank, eave the
organization $20,000. The income has been
used in. providing entertainments for the
club members.

_ President Vanderlip, of the National
City Bank, said yesterday the $200,000 fund
is fou ber: used: for. educational, charitable,
and entertainment purposes. “Recently the
club has been talking of getting a country
home for itself.

Last year. the. National City Bank ot a
$10,000,000 “melon”? for itself, and. every
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Posed Long asa’ Biron.” ie
Baron: Richard.:-Von. Breiten was “merely
Richard “Breitenbach, embroidery ‘salesman
at. $15 a. week when a former acquaintance
called at ae headquarters, in ot. bouts,

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Mo., .to see the man who had successfully
posed as a German nobleman in St. Louis

and elsewhere for so long.

The pseudo nobleman was taken to New
Orleans, where he will be prosecuted for
obtaining money under false pretenses

from a hotel keeper.
Recently a few women have been ad-|

“Aiter, leaving New York several years
said the po-
lice informant. “He was with a woman he
called his wife and the countess. She
was a model—one of the women who wear
the creations of the French modistes to
the races and establish the styles for those
who follow such ideas.

“The man is well known to many dry-
goods and costume men of New York.
They knew of his connections here as long
as ten years ago, before he ever laid claim
to being a baron or anything else save a
salesman.”

Plans for the Celebration of Perry’s Victory.

Plans for the celebration of reny 8 vic-
tory over the British fleet in Lake Erie
during the War of 1812 have been made
by the Perry centennial commission. The
celebration occurs at  Put-in-Bay, Lake
Erie, in the summer of 1913. Major Gen-
eral Nelson A.. Miles, retired, and Colonel

|Henry Watterson were among the members

presents

- While a few minor denne remain to be
worked out, it is said a flotilla of torpedo
boats, destroyers, a’ | submarines and sev-
eral cruisers of a. draft. which will. per-
mit their passing through. the Welland
Canal will participate. in the ceremonies.

It is proposed to raise the old frigate
Niagara. from.the bottom of the harbor
at Erie, Pa., where it has rested since the
War of 1812, and have it occupy a promi-
nent place in the naval parade.

Expedition to. Try and Solve ‘Mystery of
Prehistoric Remains.

A eee called the. Mana, ene was
launched at Whitstable, England, will take
to the Pacific an expedition which will try
to solve the problem of the gigantic pre-
historic remains on Carter Isl a about
2,300 miles west of Chile

The party nee be headed by W. Scores-
by Routledge, M.-A., who will be accom-
panied: by his ae a geologist,
tist connected with the British Museum, and
a navigation officer and a crew. of four-
teen... -

The. A/ana, oe
for “good luck,” is
lary VaGnt aa)

In the island, which.
forty-five square miles,
raised immense platforms facing the sea
formed of huge stones fitted together with-
out cement. are of these stones weigh
five. tons. . Sometimes the sea walls are
thirty feet hich and two hundred feet long.

On the land side of these platforms
there are broad terraces, also of stone,
containing the pedestals on which stood
huge figures carved out of trachitie lava

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from an extinct crater eight miles away.

‘Most of these images fave. been thrown
down, but there are) 655, 00 them im the
island,
the commander of his maj-
esty’s. ship
ty-eight feet long. ‘The length of its nose

was, eleven. feet.
The figures ‘extend down to. the hips,

and the faces have teceding foreheads,
broad, adzelike noses, ‘thin lips, and power-

a scien- |:

there have been

j honored,

They vary in size—the largest was

‘ambrian, in 1906, and was six-|

ful chins.
tons. oe

It is evident that the work of smaking yy
the images and dragging them to the plat-
forms “suddenly stopped. One OL} thea.
theories to Cane this is that the island ©
is the pinnacle of a submerged continent —
which occupied the greater part of the
South Pacific, and possibly joined Asia and —
America.

Vast numbers of skeletons are aden the
platforms. The bones are probably those _
of people who were sacrificed to the great
stone images.

Some of the colossi weigh 250

Carty Injured Man on Engine Pilot.

An unconscious man was found beside
the tracks of the Lackawanna Railroad,
near Mountainview, N. J.. by men who
had been fighting a grass fire. A locomo-
tive was sent from Boonton to take him to
St. Joseph's Tate at Paterson, no car
being available for that work.

The man was hurt so badly that he could
not be stretched out in the locomotive cab,
so he was placed across the pilot, and four
men got on to hold him there. The en-
gineer then drove his locomotive six miles
cake Paterson. Before the trip. was over
the men who were holding the unconscious

man were hardly able to keep’ themselves

jand théir burden on the pilot.

In the hospital the man was identified
as Isaac Crothly, seventy ‘years, of , Net-
cong Nes).

Boston Weil Defended.

“We were caught napping at the: time
of the Spanish W ar, and while the lesson»
was a poe one, if the war had been with
a first-class nation it might have been cost-
ly. Since then, Congress has been more
generous, and ‘Boston is now. reasonably
secure from an attack from the sea,” said
Colonel Walter Lombard, commander of
the coast artillery, at the meeting of the

Boston chapter, Sons of the Revolution,
held in Faneuil Hall. It is doubtiul, he
thought, if a foreign ship would take the

risk of trying to get past our batteries and
mines, especially as artillery practice in 1911
attained a score of 78 per cent actual hits.

Would Create 150 Immortals.

About 150 American’ “Immortals” would
be created under the National Institute of
Arts and Letters bill which has passed the
House, at Washington: The bill, which
has yet to pass the Senate, would give the
institute a charter in the District of Co-
lumbia. Included in ‘the list of immortals
are artists, authors, musicians, and other
contributors to American education. Theo-
dore -Roosevelt is named, and Senator
Lodge is the only member of Congress so
George Ade and the galaxy of
Indiana authors are in the list. .

The House, however, struck from the list
the name of Francis D. Millet, the artist
who went down with the Titanic, and put
in his place the name of Albert Jaeger, of ©
New. York:

Fitst Chinese Divorce Suit in New York.

What is said to be the first Chinese di-
yorce’ suit in New York ‘State came to
light recently when the complaint in the
action of Mrs. Lillie James Lee against
Lee Hoo Soon was filed in the county
clerk's office, in New York City.

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Last Ball,

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Bill in the Aztec Cityee so) 5
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Bill and the Guerrillas...... 5
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Bill at Salt River Ranch.... 5
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572—Buffalo Bill and the Overland Outlaws ?

Billis> Pacific “Bowers... a.
Bill and Chief Hawkchce....
Bill and the Indian Girl....
Bill Across the Rio Grande..
Bill and the Headless Horse-
Bill’s, Clean Sweep.........
Bill’’s Handful of Pearls....
Bis Ee DlOm HOCS eee rec as.
BUESERaOs Motemn sc n ..
Bill and the Pawnee Prophet
Bill and Old Wanderoo......
Billig7 Merrye Waters ce
Bill and Grizzly Dan.......
Bill at Lone Tree Gap......
Biles Trail of Death. 0... -
Billvat Cimaroon Bar. .4.5. .
Bill and the Sluice Robber...
Bill OMpwOSt- RIVeNi .. 40 Nc ce
Bills Vw Phunderbolt. ani...
Billst Sioux, Circus. os.
Bills Sioux Maekleng a0 .1. ccc:
Bill and the Talking Statue..
Bill’s Medicine Trail........
Bill and the Knife Wizard...
Bill and the Red Bedouins..
Bill and the Prairie Corsairs
Bill’s Searlet Pick-up.......
Bil’s Mental Magic.......
Bill and the Lost Indian..
Biles: Conguectyeacee vu cet
Bill’s Waif of the West.....
Bil’s Juggle With Fate.....
Bill and the Basilisk.......
Bill and the Klan of Kan...
Bill and the Sorceress......
Bill in the Ute Outbreak....
Bill and the Border Belle...
BIS OS Geral aes weueen ae
Bil’s Clever Capture.......
Bill and the White Chief....
Bill and the Gambler.......
Bill and the Black Parson..
Bill and the Toll Takers... .
Bill and the Blue Masks....
Bill and the Valley Terrors..
Bill and the Ranchero King.
Bill and the Affair of Honor
Bill and the Ranger Robbers.
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Billeseindians Avitessvce. s.
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Bill on the Mexican Border..
Bill and the Conspirator Cap-

573—Buffalo Billand the Boy Regulators. .
574—-Buffalo Bill and the Red Buzzards....
575—Buffalo Billand the Red Butterfly....
576—Buffalo Bill and the Valley Vigilantes.
577—Buffalo Bill and the Silk Lasso.......5
578—Buffalo Bill and the Gold Boomers.... ! 5
579—Buffalo Billin Lost Valley..........
580—Buffalo Bill and the Apache Dwarfs..
581—Buffalo Billand the Red Rattlers....
582—Buffalo Bill’s Outlaw Allies.........
583—Buffalo Bill’s Queer Pard...........
584—Buffalo Bill’s Strange Prisoner......
585—Buffalo Bill’s Daring Drover.........
586—Buffalo Bill’s Young Trailer.........
587—Buffalo Bill and the War Hawk......

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