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Mail rider's dash with death, or, The desperado of Poker Flat

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Mail rider's dash with death, or, The desperado of Poker Flat
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American Indian weekly.
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. EVERY ffBOY SCOUT" SHOULD READ"',THIS ,LON.EL .sPENCE R ... THE-M 'AIL RIDER'S DASH WITH DEA

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rHE ARTHUR WESTBROOK COMPANY, CLEVELAND, OHIO, U. S. A. Published We.ekly. By Subscription, $2.50 per $1.25 for 6 months. II NO. I. Copyright, 1911, by The Arthur Westbrook Company. Mail Dash with Death or The Desperadermin e British s till hunting "fer that thar ammernition." forth America, to the hamlet of Co nstable, to arrest THE RAT-A half bree d Indian m e mb e r o f the outlaw gang Club Foot George Ande r 'on, th e o utIa\ v Club Foot l ed bv F urn eaux the famous bandit. G eo rge i s "w<\nted" f o r many se ri o u s crimes. How 'the RED ON-An outlaw who thought he should have been constable became invQ.l ved in the hold-up and s ho o tin e l ecte d l eader of the Furneaux band after the r eal leader lip of two of the main business p oints in Constable and w as captured by \ I Vink Stone and Ned Ford. How Club h o w h e foIl owed his inner orders," m a k es good ret! blo od Foot George woke up the -pretender t o leaders hip h onors" dance in one's eins as they foIlow t h e c o nstable 's fine is a story of a fight worth' r ea ding. career of dangers successfu lly m e t and conq u ered. SHORTY ADAMs-'-A gun-man and member of the FurCARRIE' DENTON-Blonde, go ld e n -haired, pert, twenty, and neaux outlaw c r owd He cast his fortunes with C lub rich. But wjth all th ese t hin gs t o s p oil h er, s till a high Foot and play e d a d ev i o u s p art in the story of type of worthy girlhood. Her meeting wit h a chairi of the 0utl aw's ri se and fall. circumstances that link ed her in th e dange r s that surMoosOMTN-The Indian wife of the bandit Club Foot Geo rge. r o unded 'vVink and Ned Ford, s h ows how a girl BULL-The fierc e bu n-dog exec ution e r of the o utlaw gang, can worthily face grave dangers at the hands of the out-and who filled his part unwittin g l y so far as hi s owner, l aws of the far North-West. Carrie kn ows what' it Club Foot George was conc e rned means now to h o ld one's lif e at the ha zard of the r e-DOloHNIE ABNER SCATTERGOOD. Las t but n o t l east, in the list vo l ver, and why it i s that m e n are made of sterner stuff of characters in this s tory, as bec omes him, because he than women. She i s a sweet character worth a qui e t was always last," in the game of li fe but a good fellow C0rner in this story of de e ds o f stirring action and a merry one withal, in hi s chosen work as tutor to FURNEA l!XThat tells hi s story, bQefty. For Furneaux the Carri e Denton. . CHAPTER' I. of his belt and\swagge r e d out of the Dew Drop .A:N OU'I'LA W 's Inn. George, the outlaw, stuck his gun in the The weapon was still smoking.

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2 I. THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. The saloon rooked as if a cyclone had struck it. There had never been such a wreck of a place since "the tiny town of Constable, on the Constable River, British North American had been founded six months before as a fur trading post. But then, Club Foot George Amierson, had never / before broKen loose in the town, or ill: its most imposing saloon. "I sure shot-up this place," cried Club Foot George as he strutted along. But the self-glorification of the bandit was shortlived. '<, There came b.,ting on the air 'the swift tramp of a rushing horse. In the clear air the sound seemed to be the only thing stirring now that the pop, pop, pop of Club Foot George's Army revolver had stopped. The outlaw's face was with hatred. He knew the rider of the swiftly charging horse, and his band clutched his rev' olver as if about to draw it, but with a fierce oath, he seemed to decide that this was not the proper move to make . "Here he comes!" cried Ciub Foot George to self. "He outer be given hisen but I'll wait erwbile." The hoof-b' eats now turned into something actual. A horse darted around /l. bluff, along which the Emer s on House trail ran and there rushed into yiew, Wink Stone, the Mail Rider, who daily rode from Constable to Emerson House, a trading post of _the Hudson's Bay Company, one hundred miles away. Every other day Wink came tearing back over the same trail. A little bunch of endurance. A bundle of nerves, muscle and courage;' the Mail Rider: who kept two im, portant trading posts in communication with, each other and who thus was an important spoke in the whirling wheels of commerce of the North-West. Club Foot George limped along in disdain. The high boot he wore on his right foot with the great misshap e n heel that prqpped up' the foot, which was shorter than its fellow, was the deformity that gave the bandit his name. Muttering oaths, trailing, his "game" leg after ,the other, Club Foot George, tried not to notice the form of Wink Stone, as it came bobbing along on its beauti ful gray hOl'se. But Wink Stone was on the lookout. He saw the bandit. He pulled his horse to a standstill in one wave of dust and dirt. "Here Club Foot George," yelled Wink. 's a man looking for yon at Poker Flat. Club 'Foot George scowled. "At Poker Flat? Man lookin fer me, huh 1 Who was heY" Wink Stone looked down from his horse at the out. law. Wink raised one hand to his eye. His index finger was extended. With his thumb "and finger of his other hand he made a startling snapping sound. Club Foot George understood perfectly. The motion was that of presenting a very large re volver at one's head. "You're. wanted!" smilingly said the Mail Rider. "Get!'" The'll with it wonderful burst of speed the staunch and true Mail Rider went at his best speed onwa,rd to deliver the Emerson House mail to the post-office at Constable. With a snarl of :rage and half-fear, t4e outlaw. sunk into the forest depths that was trying to spoil .the work of man by growing along the trail and reclaiming .their own by drawing it' again into the wilderness. Wink Stone loped along until he reached the frame one story building the town of Constable called a post office. from horse which a.n' Indian hostler qUlckly led away to the stlJ,bles of the Emerson House and Constable, Coach and Mail Rider Express limited. The coach carried passengers and .the mail, once .every two weeks; the mail rider carried only himself, and incidentally the mail every other day each way. It was somewhat quicker to write a letter to either end of the company's baliwi<;k than it was to make one trip between them. But with liis day's work 'Over, and a trifle thirsty and weary, Wink soon had walked a cross to his fav orite inn, as the Dew Drop Inn, which many people" do-drop in" often, early and late, in the ham' let. .'" ,He stopped petrified ast0nishment at tl).e thres' hold of the saloon. "I'll be jiggered!" he cried to the solitary inmate 6f the place, "what has happened 1" -The inmate turned his face toward Wink. He ,sat on a whiskey-barrel, Wink saw, and while he did not move his body in the slightest, he did move his head. This gave him the odd appearance of a mechanical doll. / In spite of him self, Wink lau;ghed at the woe' begone face of the man on the barrel. He remembered him at once as Major Hunter, better known as Maje : the bar-keeper at the' Dew Drop Inn. Maje "blew in" to Constable twenty-four hours after it was started. He gpt a jQb as bar-tender-in the Dew Drop Inn, and he ;had held the j ob ever since, ex cept when he was "spifiicated"; that meaning he was on a "drunk." This ha' ppened with great regularity every four months. The rest oreach year Majewas the soberest man in, the hamlet. \ I Wink's eyes traveled from Maje's woe-stricken face around the saloon, There were the signs of a muss every where a muss in North Western language meaning a shoot:up of a place. Tables were over-turned. The bar was a tangle of glass broken into bits. A mjrror behind the bar was shh: ered. Every glass-lamp globe in the saloon was shattered. were' heaped abqut the room : iiome broken, others mtact, but all lying about helter-skel, tel'. \ "What's happened 1" cried Wink. "Oh, I know, who shot-up the place?"

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 3 lVIaje who was. st,aunching the .blood from his face, where, it had been laid' open by a knife-cut stared at Whtk., Wink spoke again. "Who shot ye up?" he ll:sked.' lVIaje did not reply. \ He tottered to the bar, selected two unbroken glasses from the wr-eckage, afte'r some search finding a bottle 9 whiskey, which he placed before the astonished'mail,rider" and then winked his eye. "Drink!" Majesaid. .' After each ,man had talfe:p. about three fingers of "red-lickker'! into their interiors, Maje tottered back to' the whiskey barrel and sat -down again. \ He went fast asleep immediately. "Here, you!'.',shouted'Wink. "Maje! Wake up!.!.' 'After some . above his head." '" "You being the gun'-man?" "Shore. The only other man in th' wen shootin' up' begins is, me Injun helper. He didn't: (Jount. Club Foot George hadn't got his gun out the Injun was out of that thar door." "Was ne runnin 1" Runnin' was;n't fast enough. Say, he was a flym I II bet ef he hamt changed his gait he's domned' Ileal' up tel' the Arctic Ocean by this hyar time. He! He! He'!" " l\faje his nose in his effort to get sober enough to laugh. '''Was that all?" All? Man thet was the begerning." "What happened next?" l\tIaje waved his hand in an, all covering gesture over the wreck. "'rake 'yar own view 0' Maje remarked with (ynicltl indifference. "Thar's a new scene disclosed tel' yar wonderin' eyes any ye look in the Dew Drop." I '-'Wink looked al:; lOut in confirmation of the woMs'of Maje. He .saw that any possible angle gave a new scen e of whlCh utter wreck was the key note. "Yes,'You were shot up all right." "Betcher boots Les' hev '!nother ball Y" M:aje staggered over to his beloved friend' .just then the whiskey bottle. ' "Not' more for mine," cried Wink. "I'm no whiskey stilL One drink after a day on horse back is enough for me." Wink bethought him that he was sorry he had warned Club Foot George of his danger at his home in Poker Flat by the arrival there of a member of the Royal. :N orth-West Mounted Police. "JIow did he opell"'up his game?" "He limps in, theoutlaw brute, and he ,says 'Gimme ,_ a drink'. I gin it. Then 'when my hans' was on th' bottle and th' glass ter sarve him-bang out comes his gun." .. Flat was, only a mile Constable. !t consisted of the following inv' entory--,-, A-One house. B-Club Foot George, the outlaw. C-Club Foot George's Indian wife. -'''Well, what thenf' "ThaI' ,vant no what, then. He natur'ally marches me outen tel' this whiskey barrel. He sets me down ,I D-One shack of boards in which dwelt 'one horse the, property of outlaw. 'l'hat ",vas a11. And Club Foot' George ?

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" J THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. No one knew much about him. Re drifted in to Constable one day on a raw-boned pin,to broncho. He lead a mnle on 'which was packed all his belpngings on the high-p,ealc saddle used for such occasions. Along side of the raw-boned pinto trudged Club Foot George's Indian wife, Moosomin, a tall-coppery colored girl of about twenty years of age, straight as an arrow, with regul ar features, and great pa thetieblack eyes But like her race, she walked and toiled while her husband rode with the c hi efs. For a few days, George Anderson, as ]1e would tell. all who asked his name that was his baptismal cogno men, lived at Consttlble, camping on the outskirts of the Then he moved over to Poker Flat wh e re he built the plant enume 'rated in the foregoing iuv entor:y. There he hacl since lived. Where he came from no one asked. P-eople r espected the veil of silence that m e n or women in the North-West drew over their past, There are some things that ought not to be asketl about in the polite world of tbe frontier. That was what your name used to be and where you hailed from! There was a suspicion tbat Club Foot George, for so his unfortunate deformity had been used as an identifying part tacked to his b y the Constable folk"had been a gun-man somewhere. That was Nothing was known It was aU mere suspicion. So Club Foot George had ljved for aboutr a year, until the day he had walked into Dew :Orop InJ;l and shot-up the place. 'rhese facts wandered through Wink Stone's mind. \ But why had Club Foot George shot-up the Dew 'Drop Inn 1 That was a qnestion, Men don't commit crimcs like the one that shdwe(l everywhere in the 'wrecked condition of the saloon in mel'e wanton freaks of passion. '1.'he time has gone by when a man can ride up to a saloon and SllOOt it up in mere wanton mischief. 'rhesc two thoughts went directly to the brain of Wink. With their arrivn l came a.nother The combination sent "Wink behind the. bar. Ris eycs took in th e scene at Ol1ce. ( Close agaiust the wall stood a large safe. ']'h e door of the safe, battered and torn, lay on the floor directly in front of t h e safe . It told its story. "'ehe shoot-up was part of a robbery!" gasped Wink. "Club li'oot Gcorg'e is guilty of the shoot up, which I see was also a hold-up. The Dew Drop Inn has been robben. Wink ran ha c k to Maje, "Do yon know how mUy h money was in that safe' ' he shouted. "Twent:r-five thousand cloHars!" stammered Maje. "That was the faro bank roll of the place--':an' we was keepin' cas h fer a lot of the boys. Thet 'uld make fifteen thou' more, and last week's receipts 0' the bar, an' a lot 0' stuff 0' the boys we loaned money on-say, thar's sixty er seventy thousan' dollars gone "That's a pretty big holdup for these parts," said an amused voice. The words came from the lips of a taU, broad shoulderpd man who i"qto the door, l ()oked about the wrecked, saloon. : II. CLUB' FPOT GEORGE PLOTS: '. '. Snarling like a woH /and swearing li1;:e a certain ar;my. in Fhp1ders ,'the (,JUtlaw, George Alldelpon" ,better knoWn abont ConstaOle and Poker Flat, as Olub Fo' ot : George, llUl'l'ied as fast ' as .back into 'the. depth's of the forest that ilinged ab ou ( its, girdle of gre(":11. "', .' > " George 'did not lack for speed in spite of foot. e He hurtied away, at such speed that soon he caught sight of a man, seated bn a)og . . : ." Hesicle the man were two horses. En c h animal was gl:azing 9n the e a.n. d about them! ., \ 'rh e man who. was holding their oriclles was taE, well formcd and handsome in a bluff, animal way. '11 His business was eniphasizecl his belt with revolvers and knives. There )Vere four h .uge guns, 'fi ve knives, whil e tW0 .'Fifies his legs. ", 'rhe y were of the meadly type: J,' ", '1'he mall whistled sqftly when he Glub Foot George stmuping along. ,.,', '''I"1his wa y,'.' he crjed, "Here I ani! ? .' The words indicated a meeting that had been prearl'anged. .' . "All right!" replied GruD Foot George as he hurried, if anything at a faster pace. , Soon Glub Foot George was ,standing besid e the tall man. .. 1' The extre me .. h e paid : that the stranger was of h rg hP.'repute;, in the, \ i t" J. mind of Club Foot Geofge. " 'r; "Well, did you win out 1" asked the ,stranger., 1 "Yes; Cap:n Fmueaux," criea Clup Foot G-eorge. "I ve pulled over the game." "Good! "I Joll ere d justructions." "Gooa again Tell about it." , .: "Siinplest thing )'OU ever saw. I jest hev'been' livm' in Po 'ker Flat since I drive Constable with me t I I t. I Injun 'wife,'" .. , , I kno\v that7 Proceed." "Then I nat 'ul like riow and th.en gets me liller et the Dew Dr-op Inn. ,'. '"\Vhere the safe full of money was placed ,1'" "Shore. They's get tel' knaw me pretty' well erpout ,thet thaI' saloon.'" "Of course " So I fixes the game tel' come offen air1y this mornun." -. "AllY" "I git.s ter that saloon about seven this m ornun." "Anyone there?'" , ,/ "No, Cap 'n, 'cept the bar-keep Maje Runter, Injun helper a"Qout thet thar gin-mill "I know Maje and I've seen the J;njun." Club Foot George stared.'

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THE AMER ICAN +NDIAN WEERLY. 5 ''', Ye hevJ 'Waal yal' was some risk. Thar's I'Shore! They hed the safe blown up fore I gets half a pritty big' r eward on yar head/fer Cap 'n Furneaux, the lamps in the saloon shot out." outlaw chief, yer; knows is wanted all arolmd this hyar "Uo! Ho! Great work. boy!'" No 'th West from one enQ. tel' t11'e 'tother. Ef I was you "Want it I ,wouldn't jest ,Yit 0' u?,again it was. Did they get all the boodle?" m;u,nts.', I'd hlle ,outm hyar woods, bOy, fer a. "Every dollars wutli.' They aint nawthin' left b u t spell. They's ain't, erg'qin' ter., stop give ye a trial the busted' safe wep t I lley's ketches Vo,u." "That's the way to pull off our work: 'knew YOU L '1'here was a sl;n,ile of disdain on the face of Flu'n,eaux. co-ald do it when 1 planted you there-did anyone the celebrated bandit. . -,' s:uspect who you were 1" Known alLover the gun-man fronti'er town as a thug, N aw. fooled em all." murderer, thief, hold-uip man, and outlaw, there never "How?" wa' s a man more' "wanted" by tb,e honest men .of the ter"I tole em/ me right name. ritory thaI,l FurnealL'C, outlaw and banq.it , I. Furneaux smiled grimly. 'f "That's so," he shouted, with a smile of hl'll(disdain, He well knew tIus was an absolute dis!!uil?e hali anger. "'I am not 100kecl uponwithr favor. Since tIle 'wild men 'vlw made UP most of the population of I left .mY -ten Veal'S age I have plazed 'frontier towns , a : '0 91ood an the Vest, h1J.t. ,," If vou did that," he I:eplied, "you have fooled them I'm notgo1D,g., to get caught yet . Not much!" j l3ufflcie"litly. 'J;'hy never would suspect yqu of anything ' Cap':r;I," said : Club Foot G eorge, 'ef I hed yar under vour real name." eddicat'ron I kl quit this game 'an' nevel: back. Club "Foot Geqrge winked. te r..it no more. 'Thev ain't naw-thin' in it fer an .,,, There's nawthin' more to do 1S there? he asked. cated man like ye v Yar kin make mazuma without en "How did you know,", here to meet me asked the a fer; it h)Tcu' at the encl 0 ,. a }:5 calebeer outlaw leader. gun. "r < 1" "I sure didn't know 'xactly, replled Club Foot Furneaux ,(. George "My WOlllan s e z she was pritty 'sure yOl1 .. ud .'" How 1 't' he rasked. , ,. <,' be about har." \ '(W4y Cap'n 0' fyllers P?t hes"'eddication "Oh, l\foosomin, ehf' er run:Q,in' just some 01c;1 hold:;-)lp in them "Y ass. She's a ,prettJr. go' od girl tel' me, a,n' makes /jig oro Canada, '..in them big cities 0 t the Unit'd a bette r w.ife hoI' I desarve. Sue l3ez you wer h ,ar. Sta:tes. : Them fell ellS' hez the Lor' with ,eli;i.;: They ha-int : Most better than you How did gott,er run an inch wen they see a .No'th West l\I[olmted sbe know I was here ? Po licemu n. Nei' does they 'se )lev tet 'run wen they "T dunno. There sh e is. Why not ask bel' sees an hones' m 'an the way ye does2-now ) Cap 'n, ye As h e spoKe the form of the Xndian wife of Club Foot gits yar stl,1ff L Olitten this last hold-up and pUll your hosGl?orge could be seen coming through the woods ses feJ,' them eGldicated hold-up spots. Say, they's got"How!" she said sententiously as she c ame near. ten these hyar beat a "How!" replied Furneau'X as he gazed curiously at Furneaux laughed again. the girl who returned his gaze with interest. ,"t am, thinkiilg, ; he said; "that,' y 6 ur):vprds are wise This r as the fu'st tim e that l\Ioosomin had seen the I'll think: them o"e1'; for' between us tile l'egalized h leader of the, outlaw band of C o nstable Riv e r, one of the 11'01d-up game ,has got this North-West (me bea:ten to most infalllons in the North-W e st. a pUlp . *0 in. t:h.qS,!'l I games . It, was a baIl,d witu ramifications. there's the )la!lter end. don t give a man a cell, all No one knew exactly who belonged to fitted up with hlxury, an easy job, good food ,and fun It is probable that, as circumstances indicated, Fur" for a fe,;v years as the re\ivard of stealip g millions out neaux, the outlaw" seiz ed upon this or that man, right here. TheY' don t c all that punJshmeut.' They l e ft, to help him in pulling ov er" some deed of liang a thief out here, rapine or blood. : But say, Ca p 'n, the eddicated thief has the As time went on th e se m en. having been suc c essful in best 0' ut J r e 'see-eveu In trickery eddica'tion counts." one c riminal ev ent undel: Fl1rn eaux' were .' .'Well, you'1'e right. ;But yon had enough in a loosely lmd e rstood g a n g cop:tpac,t with him, but e
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6 THE INDIAN WEEKLY. 'l'h ey knew that if they (lid not they would soon be caught and lynched by indignant citizens. In the cavern where Club FoorGeorge had his home in Poker Flat, there always stood an arsenal of weapons .ready for use to fit the conditions that existed around the desperado. It was for this reason that Furneaux bristle>d like an arsenal with deadly weapons and led one horse and rode another when away from his carp.p. He knew the time would come when he would need all the ho rses he had I to carry him away from an indignant population and he wouJd have to use all his weapons to repel 'attacks made upon his life. I Vague as was each man's mind in the two present in' 'the leafy expanse, and' equally vague as was the mind of the woman, some of the ideas expressed above float ed t.hrough their brains; they knew that they were a proscribed race and that at any time they might meet 'their doom. Furneaux broke the rather strained silence. He turned toward Moosomin and asked her why she was there. The dark eyes of the rested on her husband's face asking permission to speak, or a negative to the ques tion of the chief outlaw, Club 'Foot George nodded his head at his wife. Then she spoke. "There's been a man at Poker Flat' asking after my husband," the girl said in surprisingly clear English. She had been educated at all Indian Mission school. ,I Ah, cried Furneaux. "What kind of a looking man 1" "How was he dressed 1" added Moosomin. "Do you mean what kind of a man was he? What did he wear?" "Yes," replied Ftlrlieaux. Moosomin gazed full at her husband as she replied. '''rhe .man .vore the uniform' of the North-West Mounted Police," she replied. "Hah!" cried Furneaux; as his hand sought his rifle standing near leaning against a tree. rl'he hand of Club 'Fpot George grasped his rifle. ..... 'rhe two outlaws exchanged glances of deadly meaning. ""Ve are wanted for that last hold-up over 'in Yukon territory," hissed FUl'neaux. "I think this man comes to arrest us for that." "Arrest us? Ho! Ho! Ho! Nonsense Who tel' devil 'ud hev the nerve ter try tel' arrest us?" "He no catch us. Not much." These two exclamations broke from th.e Indian girl and her husband w;hen Furneaux had spoken But Fnrneaux was more experienced. He knew that the arriv' al of the young North-West Mounted Policeman would crystallize all of the dormant feeling against him and his band, as well as the fact that the outrage in shootin[ and holding up the Dew Drop Inn, was an act that citizens of Constable would not idly stand by and watch. The saloon was t.he club house of a great many of the Constable men folk, and they w.ould aid any at-tempt to bring the perpetrator of the act of injustice and robbery to ju;tice. Furneaux' mind was made up at once. He turned toward his companions. "Come with me," he cried, "Our lives or that of that Mounted Policeman are at stake. I'm g oing to round:I up that fellow with.the'warrant and kill him as soon as I get the chance." I "We'll hunt fer the chance, Cap'n," cried Club Foot George. "That thar feller is as goo a as dead right neow." ; ; Moosomin gl,lrgled in her throat indelig,ht at a mati: die with the savagery of her race that never can oe tamed byEnglish people. An,d for that matter not by any people speaking anystranger tongue. I Ill. .... A SEARCH FOR AN OUTLAW. -"Why, for sake, if'itisn't' Ned Ford!" When the mysterious form had entered the pew Inn, these"'were the words that burst from lIps of Wink'. Stone. . "It's Ned ]ford, all right," the speaker added, "but what he is doing here bea:ts. me. . "Don't let that worry you," came the rmgmg an swer from Ford. "I'm here not because I want to be but because I'm ordeDed here.;' . '\. The speaker wo 're the .uniform, of the Royal"NorthW est Mounted Police. , IHis ruddy face was lighted up by a pair of fine brown. eyes. His ,very close cut hair, was brown. ,He 'was broad shouldered; athletic, a goodly picture to look upon. ; . "I know you, Wink Stone," the man ha,ed as Ford, laughed. "I've known you for ten years. Stone laughed in return ani!shook t.he J!ew-comer warmly by the hand. . "Has it been that long, Ned he querIed. Ten years is a good long time "Well, we were then than we are v now,." cried Ford. "Let's see, were we in scl;tool back in Toronto together?" "'tV e certaiJily were. . "Then we separated-well here I am on the Royal Mounted Police and are y o n doing?" "Ridin' mail between here and Emerson House," replied Stone. . ; Well, we each of us do some horse-back rIdmgbut that isn't what I'm hear to talk about. I'll teH.,you if you want to know as it's 110 secret now As he spoke Ford gazed about the wrecked saloon. c You needn't talk, I've known for some time You're after the chap who shot up tliis place "You're "Well, it was Club Foot George, the outlaw. "I know it." "He shot-up this place this morning, and escapedand I was to blame for it. "To blame for what? Shooting -up the saloon ,or fo r t,he escape 1" "For the escap.e." Ah. That's too b'ad-but tell me about it." "Sure. You know I come riding through Poker Flat

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, THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY . each day I'm on the way back from House and' Constable. "Wen, when I came riding through Poker Flat today' I saw you." "'Saw me? What was I doing?" "Talking to Moosomin, the Injun wife of Club ,Foot Geo'r ge AndersoI\-" .. "Ha!" -"Now I know the uniform of your pretty well. So does most everyone ill the' North-West. I just made up my mind to the fact that you were after Club Foot George?" "You did, eh?" "I did,." 'A shrewd guess." "So it turned out!"', "'Vhy?" if were the miln talking to that coppery colored vIXen ,I'd not have warned Club Foot George!" ... Ford' s eyes made two exclamation points. "So you warned Olub Foot George ? "I md." f "When?" "Not three minute s after I saw yo u." ," "On the Emerson Honse trait" "You. that leads to the new Hudson's Company post at Emerson House, where they trade wlth the Indians and whites for furs? '''1 do." .. "You met Club Foot George ? "I did." "V\7hat was he doing?" '. I "He was along with his usual limp, snarling at fate! like the human wolf h e is I "Where was nis bun dog "I dunnp." "You don't-well, I do.'" "w ell, was ,surpris,ed that rib one knew where the dog was for .it's been the sidepartner of George's ever he into the t o wn, but as you know where he IS you mIght as well tell me." "I've locked him up in the stable with my horse. "What did you do 'that fo1'1" "To get a line on his owner. "Huh 1" "Why tlpt dog will follow Club Foot George into the other world, I guessj if he is loosed." "That's your pl'an eh?" "It is." "Inotnc;r words Y0t!are going to make the dog act as a detcctIye for' you 1" "Quite right." e "Good idea. That is it's a good idea 'if--" "If what?" : "If ypu make it work." .. , "Well, plans are all good plans up to the time they' don't work." "Then what?" "Or if they don 'f work they are bad plans. 1 "Guess you're right. But lowe you an apqlogy any way." "What for?" '''For putting that outlaw on to the fact you were after him." "That was...an error of judgment, of courie." ":tio question of that. But I }lave a 'good excuse.' "What is it?" 'I didn't know was you V;;ho was after George. "Oh, you didn't 1" "No." ', I, "Would you have told him then Y" 'You mean + would I have told him had I known it was you ?" "That's it." "Certainly not. Now I have abso l:utely no ;use for Club Foot George Anderson." "I don't suppose you have.'''' "But you see he 1;las been 'in our midst' for some time : I looked upon him as a friengly, townsman, who was ,up against the law. You know we don't lUre the law out h'ere--" '. ;., Or any of its-ah, its enforcers the, Royal North-West Mounted Police?" "Exactly. Feeling as I do on that question, why, I just, thought I'd tip George off, so that he could get away, not knowing he would get into any such dirty business as a shoot-up of l a saloon." (TOh ; old chap, don't apologize. I appreciate your feelings eve:r;t if it did mean trouble for me, but I know how y ou feel: It's the average feeling of any man, it seems to me. Love for a policeman, mounted or un mounted, doesn t seem to be in the average man." you are. Well. in, this case I erred, so as tCl write, " A lso so as to speak. You certainly have put me in a hole and yourself also." nWhy? .. "Did y ou know that the gang who assisted Club Foot Geor g e to pl1ll over this neat little trick, which ended in the, robbery of the Dew Drop Inn safe also paid a v isit to the post office here 1" Wh-a-t 1 "Ye p. They not only. shot up this plaC'e, nitro .. glycerined the safe but they robbe d the post office safe." "Jumping snakes!" "'rhat's what." )' Wink was thunderstruck. ... His blood boiled to think that he. had tried to ,do a. frieJ?-dIy act to a thug who all the time was how to rob and phmder the main monied centers of the 'town of Constable. "That hits me," Wink said. "I'm a mail rider. r belong in a way to the post-office department." "Guess you do all right." " "I was imot e:q.ough to give the tip to the outlaw" vvhe ;t ,if I hadn't he would ha:ve been arrested mately before he-no, by Jove, he had shot up the saloon and robbed the post-office before > he met me." "Yes, he had." "That's so-well, it was a mistake. I won't let h40 escape next time." "That's the talk." "But will I have a chance next time-Will there ever be a next time?" "There will, my lad: And soon," Joy was revealed on 'the countenance of the mail rider. "That's good words. Say em again." Ford laughed but complied "Then you've got the chance "and a-comin'

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. ... ,. "Why 1" The General was accepted as leader. The military "Do you know who th1s Club George "Anderson ability of the man having often been impressed on the rtms with 1" populace, by the who had a splendid memory "Not I i:Lnd remembered all the]battles ever fought from the Cri' "He rU:us with the bandit. mea to the Trapsvaal by English or C!1nadian trc;>ops, Wink jumped in the air, cracked the heels of his and was, as he told it, a prominent figtll!ein everyone. high-top boots together thrice in the air, and came Thls adaptability, gave him 'his name o';" General," down on the tips of his toes. ,for the nlilitary title in itself, from its m\liUlry' This step, known in all the dance houses, which he standpo int. he had 110 more claim to than a lot of mel) sometimes enlightened with his presence, as "The Bost-about ,him 'had to the nanieS they/were using. man's Knock," was viewed with much amusement by vVhar's ..the the G enera1 flourishing Ford, his anc,ient, weapon. (" "Hully cnts!" said Wink. "Yes, where is howLed a mob of ab0ut fifty p eo. This was all the speech he vouchsafed. ple \vho were wjth the General. ., "Y \,!s," added Ford, "Furneam:: is the head of the vVink smiled at Forel. , gang which has as one of its shining lights your friend; H-u-s-h! cried the' fuost melodramatic the gentleman you rescued, on ,e, Club Foot George." manner" That]8 why I (Jallec1 for the, General." Just what Wink said under his breath is not fit fo r The General straightened .up visibly. J publication. ' "Y e wanted th' mil-e-teer.)' abi1itee 0" me, 'did yuh',? "Relieves you, doesn't it? asked Ford. '\Vall, I' refi' t 1:>efoa11 in lnoney a I'm reddy,t' fight ",Vhat does?" 110W, ef me coun-tree calls me.'.' "A good cussin' out. I've often cnssed ont situations] "That's the stuff. General! I always kpeW' that .you in my time. It pays to not do so because when you a brave' man,': cried Wipk. "The' is .swear you get angry and anger is an emotion that sends Constab l e Ford her:e and I ineed you tOlhelp' us. '.' all the blood to your head and in the cas es of extreme "The same I'll .do !" cried the General. frenzy somet imes induces apoplexy." We ha';e the baI)dit Furn-eau,x, andollr of rus gang "Rats!" ,I, penned up in yonder salpon was shot-up 'by",' POl'cllaughed. C lub Foot George this morning. ,Now, we want yo u ,to "Now let.me tell you, that .. while 'we are joking here, head a forlorn hope and' go in and arrest the bandits YjOlll' f)riend and fellow citizen ? Major over : while we :sta.\' outsicie and catcll hini if 'OliLt.'" t lero, laS gone to sleep Some one ought to ta.ke him The General blinked swallowed hard, tu.rned white. away somewhere, sew up his face, for he has a vretty ']'he11 he shivh'ecl 1il):e an" aspen leaf in of wind. f,. nasty U llt thero, see to it this place is cleaneCl up .,' Oh, ho," he gasliecl feebly. of, cou rse ye had not deprive all Constable of its mOl'ning dram." send fer the old Ginera l fer his abjli-tee is so w ell "I'll nct the part of a good SamarittLn replied known in the 'tHin' line, I'lD v,,5cl yeo Wink. :But yon Wink. "Hcre goes." 'just . I'il rn'lJ home en git more amme rnition. This meant that h e walked to the cloor and let a This ole gun 0 mine haint got bltt charges i1)to ont of h iIll that could be h eaJ'd twenty miles, her an ,thet aint 'nuff fer the gang, she : s going t el' ;-),1'-01' l ess. rest. Now YOtl, jest hole 011. I'll be back iIi fiv e luinutes. With the all the prom.inent citizens of the town 'l'hen the General c1isapp 'eared w ;ith remal'lmbfe ce ler' who had been hi.dbil'Dig i)1 vario1;ts cellars, and rat-holes ,,' ity. / '". ) J, j ,t!,,l to es:'npe a POSS] e with the outlaws, came rl'he news 6f tli e outlaws being pem; ted in tl ,le De\v l'l1llt1lng' to scene, havJJJg recogn ized the sten.torian ;Drop In11 seemed to rush a.round the l'est the cries of Winlt. of i white-fa ce d citizens with alarming freed' orr. '" '['his particular yell he always gave when the last The shortage of ammunition soon b.ecame an appalling turn W,1S made and h e wa:s a few hundred from' the fact. .,' '\' In thr,ee: l1'I.i11utes there was not a soul left of the val-Had half the display of arms been made when the iallt "f h oltln p "'<1S in progress as it was when men came "Go11.e! The name of FUrlleaUX alone scared those ('hal'ging into the saloons iu answer to Wink's a famchaps half t.o (leath," cried For;c1. "" il i ,ll yell. there 11a"c been a tight wortil go ing 'It was a joke but it, had its serious side," said Wink, 10 sec b twoen the townsmen a;nc1 the outlaws. "in "Ytni se e what the mC1;{iclle.'invoking\ of the M y what a fine o1'ce of good shots!" cried Wink. nam e of Fnrneaux the outlaw, 'brmgs 'forth: It ,\Vher wero you feJio,,"F.i when the shoot-up and robc r eates a suddetl hiatns in 0\11' countrymen. What ,aid bery was go ing on?" can we expect ill a -fight w ith th e G neral Whittou, who led the populace, much as a "Not am" Yet. the fight has got to come." Roman wtlrrior leads his cohorts comprising a few "Betcher life. I'm in on it,,if it's the last fight of om., bow and a few spindle-legged "supes" in uniforms lives. Now then" comrade, whither way finqs us to' that 11('ver fit, was in the van of the throng. He bore gether on ow' bandit quest." a time eate n Army r evo lv e r. tb at would have injured "The good Lord onl y knows. But between us I'll tell the General more than. a bandit if it had exploded. you. I'm going to jump my hoss, go get that bull dog The General's title came to him along with the gun. of Club Foot George's and there y01'l are. The dog has lie had ney e r done anything but shoot it on King's got to do the rest.", I Birthday. and that had usually ended in the carting off "Kinder low down t1:ick, isn' t it, to make a dog trap' of the General for repairs. his masted. The Genei:al, therefore, was the self elected leade r "I ain't dealin' in the finer feelings you know/ when of his pos e of citizens. fighting Furneaux and his band. All I wa1ft with.

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., -I !)' THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 9 him is a gun and elbow room in to shoot it. A good fairy gave her the most r avishing yellow The dog is our only chance. Why; we be able hair that girl ever had. Blue eyes were thrown, to find Furneaux. in a thousand years in the forest about in as good measure. here unless we had t1).e dog to aid us '."" I Another good fairy presel}ted with a turn-up ., Suppose while' are huntiTlg the outlaw he 'starts nose that was pert' and pretty, and gave h e r face the in t.o hun:t us?, " ], ,\'. '! very thing t.o maker it perfect. ,0 "I see Ollr finish II, Nt/w, when you .. place these featUl'es in "3. 'perfectly /Whafs ") oval face, and give all these good points th e setting of 'repeople would be walkin g slow behind us to-mora beautful you /lave pretty near the acme of a row." I pretty, it be said, of a beautiful girl .of twenty' .. "They would at that." , years of age. "W e be .there but we wouldn't know anything Mounted on a fine bLa, ck horse that had thorough-about the ,gaitour_.old were taking.'" !Jred stampea'all'over him Carrie Denton was a picture "That's no merry jest! But you rustle and get the of good looks, good temper and p erfect health. pup. ,I'll ?rop over to the boarding house !lnd get a Her companion a tal) man, thin to lean scanti-supply of-ammunition." ncss. young: r4en then separated to get ready for ,what He wore a S01'. t 'of English riding costume, imported each knew' was a deadly entel'pl!ise, ,"" ,,' I from Scll beautiful form. the tr!'lil of the master ef the dog, outlaw, Club Her daillt y feet were shod in lon,g tan boots and Foot GeOl'ge.'-.' she rbde her horse astride in true and North-Wink ,and F'<' )lld armed t.o the teeth. each 'on a fast West fashion as if she al1d th e charger were one. horse, were all ready' to start when tlie General came \ "Dominie, the girl cried, "have you any idea ambling ;forward. '\ where we are 1", "I-I got 'th'awmernition," the Genera.l cried. "Indeed I have;" said the Alan., who spoke English ,Whar's,theml' baEdits1" J '.' :,,' well 'but,wjth a peculiar pron\J.nciation. "We are, "General, '" cried. Wink, "while you ,veere' g o ne Furdon't ye know, about two mll-es from somewhere that neaux and his men escaped. But they, have left Major > ah, to the'trail which will take us to, ah, Cono Hlmter, 'spiflicated' in your midst. Gcneral, you stable." t 0 deall old fraud, go into the saloon. There 'sno danger '1'he girl l aughed merrily. and you and YOUl' friends can charge all of the whis-"What a lucid explanation she said. "Why do key bottles that you wish to do. Help the Major, you 'not .give in way I halVe deme and state clearl y another valiant gent with a selfconferred for the lJ1formatlOn all concerned that you haven't title. See that his wounds are dressed-and General the slightest idea where we are 1" don't let a single whiskey ,bottle escape!"'''' , The clergyman smiled himself in spite of a shade of The General 'and the'remainder of the citizens with embarrassment that c rossed his face. -him"rll shed to t11elr battle; it was a fight ; t11ey fs, a matter of fact, now you put it .that way, I were doughty and willing t,o begin. 4i don t ,lu).o!,V where we aare, ah, any moah than the The bull dog was :hunied. to ,'where the' Mail Rider crows which are flying above us had seen Club iE'oot G\'lo"rge first, and' had then warned' 'An open confession is good for the souL' '" the girl him of the arrival.of Ned Ford with a warrant for adc1ed. "I am so glad to know that you don't know the outlaw's arrest. more about whel'e we are than I do.' I "IJook at ,the dog pull onthe chain" ,,hispered "O}l, I know wh ere we are, ah, very we-I-L ,\Ve Ford. I' ' aare in the great for-est some where near the town of "See! He is bolting for the forest!" returned but l how neaal' I reaaly don i t k.now. Un The goo'C1 dog sure enough 'impatiently began pull-derstan' that I am not ,but I should faw:ney that mg at the long larif!.t. \ we aare not. so very far from the town we aare in He soon was leading the 'vay, his eager nose press-search of, ah ? iug the eart/1, intent onlIJ on rejoining" his mastel" not' Tl,ie girl again. .. knowin.g, pO'or, brute, that lie might bring death his A girl usually laughi;! when she is twenty yeal-'S old unfortunate own er. and the man she is to is hea.' tutor, sixty-five if he is /1 day, and who was known to his friends as Domini e Scattergood. Domini o e Scattergood was employed to bring to an Eastern ed u cationa l polish Carrie DentQn, sole daughter of widower Charles Denton, quite the ricllest man I' in the thereabouts the' hamlet of Constable .. The Dominie had in hand the contract of his life. Carrie Denton was a out-of-doors girl, who loy,ed a horse better than she did a verb, and who e o\lld ,!3teer a four-in-hand line up of wild broncilOs down a

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10 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. dizzy path better than she could add a column of fig-what his other name was he had. almost forgotten, hiinures. self. .. These things did not appeal to Dominie Scattergood. "You see," continued, "we are not going to But he liked Carrie, who was indeed a lovable girl, attack any poor bandit. The reason why we are here and he liked his job, which was easy and better than is to argue with Furneaux, the famous outlaw, and I all tbe rest, ana had a good salary attached to it. try to convince him that he, is really better off in> his Carrie tu,rned her horse toward that of Dominie grave, than in -!,he business he is in. Our. friends who Scatte!good. I make up the 'S' ociety of Those Who' Think that Ban"You are the most provoking man I ever saw: You dits Ought to be Lynched,' have sent us out here to know more of Greek than you do of our lovely Brit-argue the question of reform with Furne aux. I feel ish 4merican forests and-goodness! Fairy, what's the that we will be successfuL" ". matter 1" Stone who once more winked at' Ford, settled \ back The last part of the girl's remark was addressed and gave another tug at the mouth of the dog. to her horse who had begun plunging about in the "I congratulate you both on your society," Carrie most unsteady manner possible. merrily: "It is a useful purpose you have in The horse had every reason to plunge about VIew. Now let us suppose that the outlaw refuses For there came stealing through the woods, attached with much heat and with many bullets to listen to the to a lariat of twisted rope, the fiercest bull do'g, ugly, argnment that you have Ipu.t to' him, that he, bow-legged, growling sa-vagely, and taken all in all, must stop banditing or be 'what 1" about as bloodthirsty a bit. of bull-dog as any horse WinK raised his wide white hat. had ever seen. "Miss Carrie Denton," he cried gra-vely, "then we "Whao! Whoa!" cried the girl excitedly shaH call in the law. Mr. Ned Ford represents the Her horse reared high in the air bn his hind legs,1aw. Step forward Ford" like a lawyer should, sure and then danced a bit unsteadily. of getting Il fat fee from your client." "Look out, Carrie," cri ed Dominie Abner in alarm. "In my' case, if Miss Carrie Denton to be my client The girl was not frightened. . .' I am richly paid for any I may 9,0 her by Her hand went up above her head, and she struck one of her charming f '. her horse a sharp blow with her descending fist beCarrie looked oyer towa)'d Dominie Scattergood . tween its two ears. "Didn he do that well?" she asked, "surprising Fairy came down with amazing promptness and be-what things men will do and say ih these woods.!' . gan dancing about in half fear, half 'anger. . f / "I dare say. the, ah, gentleman would make a valu-"Very well done," cried a voice. able plea to any outlaw who would, ah, stop to ,listen It was that of a man, and wh,en she heard it Carrie' to him, but ah, really, don't chew know, I don't think Denton turned bel' head to see the comely presence of any real bandit would, ah, stop to listen" ah, to the Wink Stone, while standing near mm was Ned Ford, .' '\.Of equally as fine a bit of manhood. laughter which followed rather ended t4e. con' '1.'he girl's eyes twjnkled roguishly. .. v ersation for the moment. 'Praise from Sir Launcelot, is praise irideed !' When' it was all over, the Dominie who had been she quoted. "The gentleman who has just paid me a gi!-zing in amazement apd much mystification wiped complimellt, he passes of his waking hours on liis brow and shook his he .ad gravely. .. the back of a flying horse, ought to be able to give ex"Re' ally, ah," he said, '''but ah, / really, don't' chew pert opinion as to the way a po or girl handles her now! But, ah, would you mind telling 'jrfe what you mal." are alllawfing at, 'don't chew know 1" -... Wink colored sHghtly. . f We' could tell you, dear Dominie," Carrie, "When girls like Miss Carrie Denton venture out "but we feel sure that if we did tell you, we would be in woods which are infested by animals, some of 'them mortified by feeling that you don't understand, don't of the bandit kind, she is taking long chances," replied yO'll; know 1" Wink with his usual easy air. "No, really, I don't lrn.ow-w..on't explain 1" Dominie Scatt.ergood was filled with dismay at onc .e.' The Dominie's face was filled with wonder at the "Good gracious!" he cried, "a bandit? Here in girl's speech. these woods? Let us at once return to the safety of "Not till the sugeons get here?" cried the' girl. our fireside." "Is anyone wound .ed?'! li).sked, the Dominie. Carrie did not turn pflle. He gave it up when the three laughed againl in great In fact she laughed merrily. ", glee. \ "Poor bandit," she cried, "just think! Our doughty' ".I love to hear you all chortle so merri-Iee," the mail rider and this gentleman with him, Ned Ford Dominie added as he smiled in content, "laughter and of the Royal North-West Mounted Police-with youth go hand in hand." on the 'Royal,' why really, its decidedly unthe outlaw 1 W e hear more of your infall' . tentlOns as to the outlaw," crIed Carrie . "What's unfai!'?" asked Wink. "It's not so much our intentions as to as his To think tbat you two .. gentlemen-to say nothing intentions. as to replied Wink. have a of this savage dog-are going to ah attack the poor queer habIt of kIllmg you first, and things ., , to you afterward." lonel.y bandIt. 1m. ashamed of you. ,', True indeed," replied the girl. Wmk .wmked at. Ford. "But Carrie, what a foolish remark. How could you It was hlS habIt of wmking when he was partlcu-explain anything to a dead man?" . larly pleased that had given him the name of Wink; lo' Or to some living ones? put in Ford.

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/. THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 11 The remark a general smile again. The Dominie having su):>sided Wink continued. 'I think if I were you I would not dare to remain in these woods in spite of your graceful way of poking fun at us," Wink added. "Furneaux, the outlaw is .noran easy man ,to deal with. It's positively danger ous for you to be out h'ere with only that aged clergy man as y6ur g\lard." Carrie was grave in a moment "Do not think that I do not take your warning in good part," she replied. '!.We may jest to keep away fear, sometimes. I'm not oV' erlooking the fact that if Furneaux tlie outlaw js about we are in,danger." i The bull-dog at this point made a frantic tug' at his twisted-hair rope leash. He gave a deep, f ull throated growl. A shot rang through the, forest The horse Dominie Scattergood was riding gave a great plunging leap. He came dQWll on his knees . The Dominie was pitched over the animal's head as it 'feU and diea. "rhe outlaws I" shouted Ford as his rifle sprang to his ShoUlder with the wbrd: I The weapon, a fine repeating heavy caliber gun, be gan pouring out its hail of shot at shadowy forms, stealing 'through the forest on all sides. Wink pulled Carrie's horse around toward the place ,from whence he and Ford had just come. He. motioned to Ford to take Dom i nie Scattergood up behind him. -' : Wink then turned to assist Carrie. "Ride fast, girl-; if you are not ready to die I" the gallant fellow shouted .. With the ringing shots from the outlaws 'cutting the bUshes about them, to which they replied with many answering shots, the beleagu ered party dashed onward 'in a race for safety: ,-The outlaws trailed behind tnem. The fierce oaths of the bandits cO,uld be heard as .they urged their horses forward. , CI.UJ>TER V. THE HAUNTED CABIN. I In the first few h1;mdred yards of the' desperate flight of the girl', Denton, her tutor, Abner Scattergood, Ned ford, the:.Royal North-West Mounted Policeman and Wink Stone, the pace w as a fiercely fast one. The outlaws were in such hot p\lrsuit and they seemed to be in such numbers that their shots ought to 'have cut the fleeing /party into ribbons But the bandits were handicapp J d by the' woods a n d verdure upon the trees. Wink Stop.e had been ,for years in and around the hamlet of Constable He knew the woods better than the outlaws ever would know them. Wink. knew the forest because he l oved it and in all his spare time lived in it. I The outlaws lived in the forest merely becaUse they proscribed to the haunts of vicious men. Thus they had no knowledge of woodcraft, and no wish to learn. They were good shots in the open, none better; but ill the 1!.alf light, half darkness of the forest with the infinite spaces, and dens e undergrowth, with shifting winds that made the direction of a bullet one of expert, knowledge of conditions, firing at a party of people plunging this way and that under the direction of an expert woodsman, who ne ver left a settled mark for a second any where among his charges, spoiled what was thought to be a sure victory for the outlaws in ad vance of the UJJ.dertaking "Don' t you let them escape howled Furneaux, who was fiercely ang, ry. "You have 'em, boys. Rush 'emI" Furneaux hims eli l ed the van of the charge. He was moupted on bis big black horse while behind him, oilly a jump in the rear, came Club Fod t Georg e now in the saddle of the l e d horse own ed by Furneaux, but every inch a man when mounted; club-foot or no club-foot; he was on horseba c k as good as any man who was not his better. "'1'har" the y goes," Club Foot George shrieked. "Kill 'em all ef ye can That gal's wuss nor them men. She s the daughter 0' a rich man. Kill her fust I" Carrie heard the howls of Club Foot George and she sat down on her horse and rode him hard. The girl made' a 'picture as her golden hair became unbound and covered her to her waist in its golden I Behind her rushed Wink Stone, as calm and smiling ilS a summer day. He directed the way by voice and gesture. First he would twist down a long corridor-like space between many trees \ only to whirl suddenl;Y to the left and then go rushing away a few feet in a rocky aml then would dart down some other unknown passageway. This made a merry chase for the outlaws. 'When we reach the top of this hill," cried Wink after a ,sudden turn, "everyone may walk their horses Carrie gave hiin a look She cou l d hardl': 'mderstand -what the' young mail rider : : -It s C ,t. ' J ;leI' foolhardy to stop horses and de scend into a walk even if the outlaws' shrieks and cries could now only be heard faintly: "You are sure that order is wise she aSKed of Wink. He laughcd a trifle grimly. "I don t give drders unless I know thy are wise,' he replied. "Any fool can give orders. It req.uires a wise man to g i ve an order that will s.tand." "Yes, returned the girl, "and a very firm man that does not ) change an order after it is given "In this case, we will see," Wink rejoined. "I feel sure that we can win by my order, better than if we con tinued this headlong pace which to our and could not last forever." Carrie nodded . "'1'he bandits being b etter mounted than we, that is having mor.e mounteq men, couid finally overtake us for among their numbers they would undo:ubtedly hav:e a horse that finally would be fresher than outs." "That's the way I figure it," answered Wink. I He turned to Ned Ford who was running along by his

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. horse's side, with his arm over the saddle, while on Ford, who saw the signaling hand 'of his friend, also the horse sat Dominie Scattergood. pulled up. "Ease up, Ned," Wink cried. "We are safe-for "I want von two to,stand underneath this tree," awhjle at least." Wink said Ford and the Dominie > "But no matter The party now came to a halt. who approaches don't shoot 'without a challenge:" The horses stretched their necks willingly as the)! "How shall I challe'n g e1?' asked Ford. I had been coming on at foaming speed; the lather on "HaLt'!"' saiel Wink. the animal's sides told how strenuous tIle pace had been. "If who ever. comes does nob halt-what then Wink led the way now. "Shoot." , ' He walked his horse directly at a wonderful tangle Wi\;h 'this, remark vVinkt and' Carrie dashed ahead of trees, shrubs, ro cky bits Ulel. they follow them, to the "retreat, 'l'he way was so inaccessible that even Ford began rl'went,r feet a'wav from whCl'e Ford and the Dominie to loubt the sanity of Wink. stood.under' a .tree Carrie looked back. I , "Where are you going, Wink?" he said. I She gave a cry as she rtlbbed he r eyes. Wink only replicd by pointing toward the apparently "Why wheI!e folre Fo'rd an d the Dpminie1" she asked' inpenetrable thicket and woods. ilJl surprise. were in plain 1i, iew :qot three, ; "You don't expect to get through there, do you?" seconds ago. No'vi' they are .gone." ,',"" '; Ford cried. "Man, a mouse could:l:\'t get through Wink sIj1iled slightly. there." Stand a moment, 'J he said: No reply came from Wink. The girl did as she was directed. ." I But his horse was not turned from the direction in "Now shut your eyes, : commanded Wink. 'TjJ.a,.t's which it was h ead ing when lford first spoke. right, I M your have his head. He -wont do any-Even Dominie Scattergood decided to speak. He had thing but g.raze been extremely' sil.ent so far on the tel' ible journey The gilll shut her. I, "': '" to escape the outlaws. "When I say' beg 'ln' CPUllt twenty slowly, thIS way, J I'I would, ah suggest, don\ chew know, Mister one, two, three, and so on." Wink, that you ah, aw: l'wather impeaed ou-ah chawnces Ve17J, good Then whart; 1" queried the ,girl: , of ab, escape by )Tour ah, unt01vard ';:tttempt to ah, "vVhen you have counted t,venty open y6Ul' 1 eyes battah down that forrest ahead, into which no horse 1'he girllool<;ed berore she co, rb.plied. possibly C01J,l d penetrate. We will find, this, ah' to be The s aina fringil;lg' row l of trees' shut' out 'the gaze so and when we wish to retrace ouah steps, the out. from the forest, "', laws ab, will have cut off ouah' egress, ah." The trees 'furtlter the spaGe bet;ween "No question but that is so-if we try to :rretIlace om' the two rows. "I'" steps, Ii c ri e d Wink. Carrie saw Wirlk seated on his horse 'not three fe .et As h c spoke h e advan ced directly at a wonderfully it seemed to lierfrom her ste' ed. large tree that stood in his path.' !" shouted Wink. "Loole out! You'll run into the whispered Carrie ,began counting. ,', Carric. When she said, "twenty" shc opened her eyes But straight at the tree went Wink. She was alone! Just as l!"ol:d was about to grasp Wink's brielle rein, .In the 'brief :time that it took her to begin coUnting thinlting that the mail riderhadbeensuddenly.taken .. at onte and t@. end 'in.kI Stone.< had utterly,' with a fit of insanity, Wink rounded the tree, struck his disappeared, although gi l d we'll knew thllit he had hors e with one of his 'spurs and as the anima l jumped' been directly in fro:r;tt of "her not,three/feet away in into a lope in North-West style ,"vithout the prelimin 'ary\ the timc it'took her to make her: count. 1 trot, went prancing down a wide grassy spot, Carrie gasped. easily twenty feet w ide, aDd which lead in a sort' of, There was something uncanny and 'ghost.like about circl e the entire performance. 'fhe crowd followed him now thoroughly sure that "What can it the girlsaid. "How can" a Wink was sane. man no pigmy man' but a big, man, -mounted {In a "Isn't this great 1" cried Carrie. "Why, this is a horsc that is no Shetland pony, but a big horse, sud-beautiful spot, Heal' thc birds sing over our heads! denly disappear inte nothi:r;tgness Y" How the broad, splendid maples ll1tertwine over our Carrie looked backward. heads! 'l'his \ trail, is a dream of green -turf-how did T ,hen she looked 'forward, you know of it?" She stared at the ri.,Kht a!1d then at the left. "I knew," replied Wink. "'l'here 's many a secret In no direction could be seen Wink Stone. buried in these primeval forests The gi':rl felt her heartalmost"stop beating. 'fIle two coulel hear the thud of the rushing horse "Good gracious [" she cried. "Is this a ghostly carrying Ford and Domin ie Scattergood rigjJ.t behind ([en 1 Can a man 'and a horse vanish like tha,t? iliem. 'l'.he going was so easy tlUlt the big bfJ-Y horse that Ford owned ha.d 110 difficulty in following after the two more light1y weighted animals, even if the pace had been modulatcd to the double load Ford's beast was carrying. 'Wink held np hjs hand. He at the time stopped his horse. A voice smote upon her ear. She almost tumbled off of her horse. There; coming down at a fast, from tHe ap-parently impenetrable that marked the left of where she stood, was Wink. He was smiling as he came Fl'Iong. The girl stared at'Iriin 'vaguely.

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "What kind of a: place is this1" she asked. "It is a clump of trees that stQod in a spot that years before had been the center of fl clearing. "Hush!" whispered Winie "Ride fast !".\ A lightning blasted pine tree stood in the center of He spurred his horse as. he spoke cleared spot which Club Foot George saw was one Carrie l f(}llowed after Wink in mechanical fashion. of those desolate .thatsometimes are to be found '1'hey had riot g one but a short' distance, after the girl 1n great forests where a fire has stopped the growth of had been told to follow the young man, when a cry for hUlldreds of y'ears it seemed. I escaped her. The cleared spot in its center held a marshy place, "Dook.! !:\he' said: 'See 7 There are two men thexe where toads, frogs, serpents, and water rats held! high b eside the road. u ' , .' ; Winlf,;.clid pO, t sto p afte:p spoken so Oarrje" Even Club "Foot Georg ,e, to whom was alropst an 'rushed after him, ' 'alien feeling, shud dered at tne spectral loneliness of the "Why are tWQ men there ahead of us!" added scene before him. Carri.e. Why it's the same men 1 saw 's Fnrneaux I came quickly to where Club Foot the Dominie and, Ford, Ho,v did they come here 1" Geor ge stood. ,.I Wink did not answel'. .' He was anxious and showed it. <"Dhey were to1(1 ubt to he1:e they are dght The y havo disappeared," 11,e replled to the words ahead in our path, and we l1a've not retrace1!.our steps 'of. George. "Has the earth swallowed them sin{le w e l ,eft tll 'em," the girl exclaimed. The look on George's face caused the outlaw Carrie t1!e same questions to th' e Dominie to ask hurriedly if he was ill. a fe:v seconq.s later. "Naw. th' :J;Datte1', 'cept I'd like tel' know ilid you :rh, ove 1'.' she 3IsJrecl. <;>f 'him. ,. ,whar them people Wink F.ord, and thet gal 'o' We haven't' rllo'Ved. We obeyed orders and re-and the old geezer, her too-tor went ter." ma:ined tight here,WJl3,t do you ah, mean "So would I," replied ]lu:meaux. "Now, you men, When the D9minie had thus replied Oarr ie was puzsearch the woods about here! Shout for me if you see zled. trail of the missing party." '\, Shy tur,ned t,o Wink for, an exp lanatio,;n. .' '1'he of outlaws, SOIne ten in number WheJ;l she bel' gaze fell upon a cabm, rUdely scattered at thell' clllef / s c.ommand. CQnstructed which stood apparentIy' orily a /I}JOW then," said Furneallx to Club Foot few hlmd;eed feet away. ; ,I "what's the ; matted ,"Where did that cabjn come from1 1 the .girl asked ,"Nawthin," .replied GeQrge 'cept I don' see whar in' a ,"It was not e}'e a mQment s people got ter." ago l' know that It was not because I looked in You gave the alarm that they were CQmlllg l?ack direc,tion and saw but tIle fore$t. Winlc Stoue, neal' our camp. Now tell 'me all ,that you saw. I was about tpat !laqjn!' :',. 'I",, ill such a hurry catcll the party tl1at I have nQt had cabi:r;t," crif:1d Ston' e in a deep voice, "is' a a chance to see you or talk tQ you oefore." haunted cabin. The grounds you are are known 118 Club Foot George swore a mighty .oath. the haunted grounds surrounding the c3ibin of mys. 'Et was me c1awgp the outla-w replied. "They has ; ,... me dawg, 'Bull. I miss hi:q1 wen I shot up ,the Dew 'Leading way, the ell.tire ; party !:IQon reached the Drop Inn. TheY has him shore." cabin '. .' ,', )j?;ura' eanx opened his eyes" very wide. Suspended .on a tree they saw hanging the skeletou "Your dog he cried. ''In the name of all that's , of a man. ,. wonderful what has dog got to do with the party 'rIM fl.eshless bones of the head, the dark caverns we have lost track oH" wher. e eyes were flashing with happiness or' anger, CIll, b Foot George again. , ," stood .out 'P4lder, their eyes until their, fl.' esh crept in "Thet thar feller Willk Stone, hez pinched me d'awg hQrror The skeleton appeared to have a gr}n upon its en he's made the dawg scent me out hyar. Thet face: The sightless eye sQckets were turned toward di:nvg 'ud folIeI" me tel' the hot place but he'd in' me. that washidden in the doorway of the cabin See?" in a deep shadow. Furneaux was no fool. W;ink jUrbped back in fear. .... saw. Ai. second sk eleton hand was aiming a revolver at his "That Wink Stone is a man after my desire," head, the Furneaux cried. "I wish I had a man like that in my As Wmk' Stone dodged" the revplver aimed at him band"-why he has ,brains and knows how to get to by the skeleton was exploded things. That's the best plan I ever heard of. No way on earth CQUld he have found us if it hadn't been for yo.ur .p,og. Bull is the best d!tective I ever heard, of." CHAPTER VI. B4FFLED BANDI3.'S. Club Foot George was able to dig lip a coup le .of new oaths that fitted the situation. "I'm \ sure that I hav'e trouble ahead," added Fur: neaux "nQw that I see how things are coming a;; tQ this dog of yours. A man who has the head on him to make the dog of Club Foot George lead him to YQU,' is SQme man. I'm sorry; qut .one of us has gQt to cash in. There isn't room in the North-West for Wink Stone and me." "They h ez me llup yit," cried Club Foot George.

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----------------, 14 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "'l'het's wots eatin' me. Then-;-wall-I'll tell. yah all '.'It's mysterious, truly, what become of them,". erbout ut." Furneaux repli ed. "I saw. them rush down a long Good. Go on." lane-like space in the forest back' there. I hurried' after "Wall, I was on Wiatch fer them critters, fer I knaws and came directly to this spot. I can't s.!le what hapI that thaI' Wink Stone an' he's some fitin' man. l sez pened to them, can tel' meself thet he sees me an' warns me thet a ?tarnal Club Foot George looked fearfully. arouD.d him. Mounted Police-mun was down tel' me house at Poker he said in a low td)J.e. "Thez en old hunter -Flat arter me. I had the heart tel' kill him then, ,an' thet I met oncet who knows these woods like some w'y I didn't do him then I can't say, Arter Wink meTh kllaws a book." warns me he teks tel' the town 0' Constable on his big "YesY" I hoss, fer I meets .'im on the trail whar he rides wit Club Foot George crept nearer, odeI' mail. An' I knaws he sees me a jumpin" fer these "Say, Cap 'n," he whispered, "that thaI' hunter tells yar woods arter he warns me." me thaI' uz a hanted cabin, about hyar." 'I
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tHE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. ,. "We've seeri the tracks of them people we are' after. "Good, rejoined Furneaux. Where were they'" "They's hid tel' that thar clump 0' -trees," cried Shorty. "Thar they don't go no furder." "They don yelled FUTneaux. \, "They don't go n9 furder," repeated Shorty. Furneaux leaped on his horse and drifted like a figure of ,rage across the space that separated him from Shorty and where the bandits were standing in a group curiously looking at plain tracks of a party of three horses, and t4e funny little steps printed in the soft earth, by the running feet of a dog. "Hyar C;tp'n," cried The Rat, a tall half-breed Furneaux looked in the indicated direction. He saw the tracks plainly. His eyes glance d back toward the woods across the clearing. -;-, ' FlirneauX saw how it was. I \ The tracks were unmistakable until they reached the blasted tree'in the center of the clearing. The-re they were fainted but they skirted a marsh. Next they came directly toward the great rocky hill, covered with a wild tangle' of impenetrable shrubbery, it seemed to Furneaux" careful brooding eye. I "There the vanish," cried the outlaw. It doesn't look to me as if they could go further in that
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p... . .. ,,.. . o / 0 ...... 0-0' THE AMERICAN INDIAN vVEEKJ.;Y. .. I ,. ... ,II, 1 But. w,hen the skeleton quickly began to take him. t h e running all that '\Vink and had been self 'apart and to throw himself back into t4e in,ter ,ior saying and no,v he came in a,t the death with a reof the cabin the amaze of the Dominie ,was shown in mark'of his own ,> 'the expression he only used when thoronghly clis"I cries, I voices talkiL!-g, fierce oaths, maved:'," ; II ',' an(l--" said the (,' ," < :As for she was hal of hel::') j .The. party had engaged i.:ru WIts, ". to thelr, own conversatIOn ,that they had almost for-But she made no effort to run away showing .that one gotten that a band of fierce outlaws lurked outside of can, be frightened and not, flee from fear, ',-' the?r refuge aw .aiting tIiem to kil1 them. ' Ned Ford had pulled weapon its hol ster 'rhe words' of the s ufficient ,to aBd was prepareel;to fight.ii 01:1t with ghostly or healthy hack to each ,One in the beleaguered; a sense of people, wl ien' Carrie's, sense '0. humor came ,to her their danger. '" , rescm!'. ,,' 'rathe r staJ;lel up let twenty s-keletons take Sh e Jaugh e d until sh e could laugh no 'mor,e., snap-shots at me with guns, said "than have Jt se e me<;l:, utterly that a 11calthy pba,nt01l1 to f a c e one shot me by FnrnJat'tx! outlaw." o b ,ulds o gravely': right befo 'f o h e r. ta,ke" off his bead,_, ,. "f' l le &h0sts here are frierleUy at that" use 'it as a hat' with: whi c h pow at her, and'th' e toss pared to that dnt there,'" drylY :put in Forel. it away from'him, to b e follo'wed by almost all tbe l est "rt to tb' a t we might engineer, a scheehis bones. ,sa:v, I've got a plan," acl.dec1 Wi.uk. "It's a good p1IJ.D rrbe girl's c ries caused Wink to grin. a t that. Ily G eorge and the d'l'agon, ![Ill try it!" Ned Ford joi ned in tbe jo: y -fest. ,Ii "What's :vour asked Fora briefly But the .,'" >'1' >.. ,; "YO'll oorne h e r e ,and:I'll Wink I ,G'ot ble ss m y SOJl7!" he tril;tM. "Wha' t h e to I his fri e nd, "while Carrie tries tp lite ske l eton that was, get the D omi;nie to U.now where h\l is and what we are ThIS was tb e only time that "the Dominie ev e r all d o i 'bg.'" , be e n kpown to app;oach. profane language. C al'ri e a ccp rc1ingl,\' with m ental. feot, n & es 'and,: an The Dominie saw that his e :xcitement hadl11lxed 11j m chart, n ianage d to g e t tll1'ough Dominie's ,,and h e bied. t o tl'aighten up, t f l ematte p b y a furthe r h a ir some of: th e facts tUat had trans-pired remark' i I '." ' ",' ,;. ,> ',\ ,:, .. a t t a c k e e T b y outlaws.,. \ ,.' .".,' r I don t n:;ean c1al11ned ske leton,! be c 'tied "1 m e a n Wil?k and managed to get, to that s ke1eton of.. the d amned!" ( the pIth o f tlielr c ondltlOll qmckly. This was worse than the original, r e marl" h ec ause 'uYo ll ih e al' th e outlaws of WinJ\. whil e it was up to the s c h eeh'lle of the Dooonie 8 .views ; Yes; "I'm no t de a f," r e jo'ined Forel. it often iSI1 t wise to p'lless som e v i ews npon a mlscellan"Come h e r 'e, then." \' cous audie nce, which may p.o;ntail1' pe'o}!>1e' who dj ;ffe l i Vink i?ullec1 FQ'rcl gently to 'the trc;:es from i, ' '. ',' ," s o 100se L ,,v ',gro ,;y.Iing together that they, ma.de a p erect "As to whethe r it's' a ,skeleton dal11lled "or a damned s hi eld fro m e v en ten f e et"b e ybnd them.' i skeleton, we v on t arg ue," dryly l eplj 'ec1 Wink. Wink pulle d the s c r e en of Ij3aves aside w ith great "W1\at w e will do, h ow ever, is to ,try anel find how we c aution. q.re first b y one skeletqn th.en at by' i F o w l look e d tlll'
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THE AMERIC AN INDIAN 'WEEKLY . "'Phis flask more flasks on my horse, tied ton was riveted in 3, staple that had been driven int(} 111 my saddle-kIt-oh, perhaps four or five pounds. the tr.ee. ,. I've got ljounds-that's enough.!' \ The so old that it shivered almost at a ','What's powder' got to 'Clo with trapping the ,outlaw touch. ' Furneaux." '. ' '1'he skeleton hung {together, however, and Winlt j "Yol1 go and get the' skelet<;>nchap tied to yonder on the ground where it lay white and tree. The other fellow in the door thre"\\ ; mmself away sepulchl:f;l on the green turf., so we can't us e him." But -there was a wonderful discovery made when the-:' Get the skelet.on .hanging ,to the tree 1 Not much! skeleton was removed. "Whv, 11ot1" (' '1'he1'e hung a square block of wood. "He"might b e a shooting skeleton." The wooel was about six inches 10nO' ancl about ten "Nonsepse., has no gun in his fieshless hand. lIe inches wiele, gave i,t an out of '=lproportion look can't .sh?ot off even his mouth for he lIas nothing left" t l1atfwoulcl, ,VinJ / said, "cause anyone's gaze to be hut Ius Jl:HV bones and his teeth where' h1s nps used to l'lveted from its shape alone," as soon as the-hanO'." sJwleton waS r en1(lved ., .. therfs ma?J', a I ghost mow .. the of was p ,ut there to be seen l'L1l(,1 glbber at one ana I don t wallt to see a confounded ,questlO:t:J,ed Forel. skeleton h i s t eet h at me '''Undoubtedly.'' . ,Vink sneered. "By whom 1 " '01 h 1" " "Iodon't kn 1., say, e crleC, you re a fine policeman!" ',,' OliV.. "That's it. I'm a policeman all riO'ht but not a "Can you imagine 1" gh?stlron.e. Tn tackle anything up to 0; ;ertain point I -the ghostly g(:lnts aren' t name d in any of my war-Dld you know anytlung about this place b efore rants. '.' you steered us h ere 7" But as, h e spoke Ford hurrie d tovvard the hanging :: Yes no." skel e ton although he 'had I3poken half ill jest halt in 1 S 3., dollbl e-barreled answer, so pleas e trans" earnest at that. (, ,;' late It .. He approached ,the skeleton with c J are. ,. I knew sO.mething about this place, but .not much. I' He' had experj ence ih tri,ck skeletons twice "before this ,,' 'I What did you know?" .' h da)T. ' "T, t has been ,tradition in all the 'great Nolth-West t He h 'ad seen, this particular chap indi cate a nice place the Sea-l?ira.te and Morgan, ha:d: ,to have head bIOII'll; to bits by a second ske leton hlcl the greater part of hIS loot III the North-West and he hachl t much cop'$dence in the good '.' of the he was to detach from its perch. YOl\I;;ean the Buccaneer of the Spamsh :Main, John S? Ford CirCled the, l1anging "1\[?fgan1 " 'IJ1Ite a skeleton domg an lmearthlv the white I do. swung arollnc1 as did Ford, k eeping its gJlastly .' He whose was world wide, and who led the grlllnmg faci:l turned the
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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WiEKL.y. "Well it was The Mail Rider's Dash :with Death, all right." . 'W asn 't it 1 I was only j:ust about six good ahead of Fllrneaux, the bamdit who had made his ,brags that he would kin me, when we got in, this haven. ", "Then there was the Club Foot, George, .the Desperado of Poke?: Fl(d, weil he was in tht;l ruiming-it certainly was a narrow space in which to figure one's self out of. An errol' in judgment would have ended in our deaths , There wasn't any chance .for jU'dgment in this matter. We were sure to be caught if we contin1+ed on as we were "That's right." 'We th, erefore had the only; possible chance to get" away in taking the one we did." ., Weli, that! s true." 'So we played the'" only chance in sight and won out." \ , "When 1" Almost irrlmediately." "Why "1'4 rather wait until I execute the plan. ,.Then I'll tell yo, u all about . ,' "What a provoking man. Well, I never could a man see .things 'from my view point." . "Of course not. You remInd me of the woman that tried tQ make a: squash up into onions." "I see the application. Well, you are an onion-like man, nothing about you but an onion-y look, at that. I'll go over to Ford and bother him: "All right. Don't make love to the skeleton he is carrying'?" '. "Why not?, ; "Because the. skeleton fuight take you "You don't 1" "Oh, not at 'all." 'Thank you, Stone!' "Glory be--" said ,Ford. Wink laughed again. "Miss Denton, you are entirely welcome." Carrie ran ahead with Ford and, half in jest and somewhat in temper, asked, him if he knew anything , 'N ow then, we'll play in another chance," he cried. "You get that skeleton. Hoist 'him up on your shoul der. He's only a dead thing now. Darn it man, are y ou afraid? Dead men aren't dangerQlis. It's the living we have to "iear. , x Fprd soon 'had the skeleton on his shoulder; its head grinning, behind his, and its bony legs and remairis of its feet sticking out like a sign board on ',..a country road. "" '-, 'Whither way 1" Ford cried impatiently. 'What in the, world are you going to 0.0 with that skeleton 1 Bury it?" cried Carrie who had now re .turned with' the Dominie watched the scene ,with a puzzled air. .' "Come on," cried Wink. "Never mind the horses or Club Foot George's dog. I've niade the, dog look aIlY way" but George wont care. The dog is the better for the run he has had, eh?" "Exactly," said Carrie; "and we are -the better of his master by our run, eh?" "Stop talking for six minutes and get your weapons r e ady, ,,' replied Wink. ' "What a very arbitrary young man you are," the girl replied, but she pulled out her revolver and examined it carefully . So did all others and there was afierce bristling \ of weapons that showed the party knew their danger and proposed to defend tlieir place of safety to the last ditch.. "WeIH" asked. Carrie of Wink as they strode along tied their horses to a tree near the cabin, along with -the dog r "Well what? said Wink, l "Have you notning to say to me 1 "But what shall I say 1 \ "Aren't yon goin g to tell me as to your plan?" "It's simple ,"What is it1" "It's simple," , "But that. isn't te1ling me anything 'abouJ; it." "I know it isn't.", , Aren't you going to tell m e 1 "Tell you. what 1" "Of'yonr plan.' "Yes, about the plans of Wink. "Oh, yes '," cheerfully replied Ford, was good enough to tell me ,of them." "Isn't that Now you will tell me?" ; "Oh, no. You'll have to go to Wink for explanatIon. ' .. t' I "Has he the foot-notes, the diagram, the blueprintand all that sortof thing of the plan he h'as?" \ "Don't think he needs one: It's' very simple." "So he told me Carrie then over to talk to the Dominie again. -' Soon Wink beckoned.to her. When sh e had reached his side he asked her to take a 'pear him and where he could be sure that she .' "There may be some smart bUllet work here" Wiclr explained,. "and 1 'd like to take you home to your dad alive, if I could." " "Tha?k you," rejoined "I'd much rather go alive and not dead:. That would be my prefl'lrence lf your plan, Mr. IS to allow me to live." "N ow you .are set," replied Wink, "1 '11 tell you the plan. I m gomg to try to kill Furneaux the out-1 aw:. Before the girl could reply, she saw Ford hoisting the skeleton alongside of a sapling to which he tied the grewsome object. Then he sprinkled something blaCk all around the skeleton. "What's he spl'inkling there?" cried the girl. 'Powder," answered Wink, 'come over bere Domi nie, and' get ready 'to scrooch if the bullets come this way." "Look out, Stone i here they come," cried Ford. left the Dominie and Carrie with a whispered mJunctlOn to bend as near the earth as possible to escape any shot that might, be fired. "Let her gO'!" Wink cried to Fo:cd. There was a matph'soon glittering in Ford's hand. ; It was laid. on a tiny line of powder that ran back to the greater mass sprinhleq. about the skeleton. ,:' Carrie saw as if in a dream J;he fiery line run backward. , < She saw the fierce race Of Furneaux and' an Indian half-breed come from nowhere, :then there was

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN ,WEEKLY. '\ a "woof!" powder ignited and gave 'out' a sheet of flame, through which rang the shot of a rifle. Then Ford darted forward and she saw him returning dragging a prostrate insensible man, while another laid still outside the, leafy bower which was now closed again. .....' "This way, hurry," she heard the yoice of Wink cry. Somehow she was standing by the side of her horse and Wink was trying to help her to mount. She mounted quickly. '. The Dominie and Fo.rd ; she was sure;'were strappmg a gagged and blindfolded man on the horse of Ford. She was, hurried forward by a gesture of Wink's and soon she was by his side, eager to learn what had happened. "Who is tha:t man you )lave g ,agged and bound back there 1" she questioned. "That 7 Oh, that's Furneaux the outlaw. My plan w as to capture him." You have." Wink nodded. 'Don't stop to talk," Wink urged, "ride fast!" Carrie could hear the growls of the bull dog who was being led away from his master. CHAPTER t VIII. SURPRISED OUTLAWS. No longer wondering but sure that their leader, Fur nealix 'lay there dead, the two outlaws rushed to the :;;till form. "This is ,the Cap'n, poor fellow, I wonder who shot 'im---":no by thunder. this ain? t no Cap 'n Wurneaux, this hyar is thet half-breed feller in oUr band. The !" : Gosh! So it is. Say, he was hit through the head. Blown most 0' the top 0' his heaP. off. One 0' them repeatin' rifles ,did that. Waal he's dead, but--" "Whar's the Cap'n 7" The two men looked at each other with wonder. Then the facts began to piece themselves out to each slow witted brain. "Some ope / hez whacked the Cap 'n," shouted Club Foot George. "The Cap 'n 's body mus' be hyar in these bushes," added Shorty Ad3,!.Ds. i I "Boys begin er sarch," suggested Club Foot George. They searched but could find no body. 'He mus' bin taken prisoner," howled Shorty, as Club Foot George darted up the hill toward the bushes. Club Foot George caught, 'just then, a glimpse of the hanging skeleton. ':. His fearful screech was worse than the yeh of an in-furiated catamount. . Good Gord yelled the frightened bandit". "Helup! Heltlp , His screams brought Adams to his side his dreaded gun at full cock ready to shoot any invader. But he was nerveless in a minute. He did not have'strength enough to pull the trigger to his gun. "My Gord!" Shorty howled. "A ghost!" In turn otqers of the. bandits lurched up the hill only . to retreat in white-faced yelling dread. : Club Foot chargmg o ,ver In the directIOn Club Foot George in spite of his game leg was twen1?' the shot,. when It over the Cleared spot, and feet in the lead of the fleeing bandits when camp was dIed away m ech?es m !he forest be;vond. reached. -Shorty -Adams m turn came boundmg also to the' spot. The rest of the band came streaming on behind like "Who fired thet shot 1" yelled Club Foot George. a flock of geese going South in the fall. "'Twant me, shouted Adams. "Whar 's the Noone even thought of the body of The Rat. 'n 7" Wild animals could it if. they wished, or could I dunno. .Ain t he thar. fester back to dust agam unwatched and unburIed. "Naw." ,,, In the fierce light that 'beat around the life of an out"He must l?e. Oh, Cap n .. law in the Nor-th-West there was no time for burial of Both outlaws paused to hsten. a dead member of .an outlawband, especially when the There was no sound save fo:r: runnmg feet of the dead man was a half-breed Indian. other members of the. band trymg m haste to reach the Tpat night there was a long consultation held by the S P?,t where sho: had ,hee!! fired. outlaws. . Oh, Cap n, howled Shorty thIS tIme, at the top of First a new chief was elected. hIS The man to whom the honor fell of taking Furneaux' Agam no . place was Club Foot George. [fhe perspIratIOn was drlppmg from the face of Then the band decided that in all probabHity that Shorty and Club Foot George. . Furneaux was a prisonet to Wink Stone and his party. Eachoutlaw was thoroughly frIghtened., "You boy\> knaw shrieked Club Foot George "thet "Whar d 'ye suppose the Cap 'n 's gone 1" wen our real' leadel: the Cap 'n comes back ter ef he Club Foot George. ever does cum back thet this hvar 'lection 0' me don't, "I d'.l1?-no! Say, George, thar's summin up thar in go?'" ,. woods thet looks ter me like a man a "Sure, we does," replied Shorty Adams speaking for the band. "We aint er tel' haz ye lead us long lfr. arter the Cap 'n cums back." pomted. .,,' Club Foot George walked over to the camp fire. Pmt yer fingure lower, George crIed, thar s the '.11here was boiling on it a great kettle of whiskey place! I see ut myself." , 'nch' Both men sa:w a heap of something lying in the edge ,pu . af the timber. .' Club scooped .. up a tIll cup fUll of the al-There was sQmething about the uncouth pile that sugmost bOllmg mlXture. gested a dead man. He offered it in tUpl to the bandits.

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, l' I ,I / THE WEEKLY., I Not one would taste the mixture. on the green turf; each man \"ith his fists raised in trqe "1 ajnt bad eJ;lough yit," said Shorty Adams, "tel' pri.ze ring' fashion drink me lickiiel' boilill' hot." The great hairy chest of Qh.,b Foot George was rising Club Foot George grinned. and falling easily fo r he had stripped to the waist for He lifted the cup to his IQ.outh and without a blinking the fight. 'J' of his eyes draine d ev ery drop of the fiery stuff, He felt no fear of the resl1lt st00d on his well 'rhell Club Foot Georg e turned the cn,pupside down leg awaiting, the of his without to show that he ha, d swallowed ev ery dTop. fear. '. ,. < I don 't m e lickket' made right fer babies who R e d Thompson was taller than Club Foot Geonge by us e nussin -bottl es, Club Foot George yelled, I several in c h es., '. wante r tell y e that I m b a d clean, through I ana skin,'wn s pinker; he was "softer" to use a I drinks m e booze boilin' h o t an' 1 aint a-goin' tel' take traine r s expre ss ioD, and not nearly as well muscled as no sas s frum an y man in t h is hyar gang. '. his antago nist. . Ch,l, b F oot Georg e thus h i mself in lilis Th e r e ,was not muc h opportunity to judge of the ship o f the b ancl., ",vind" of eitller man, but in spite of their ponstant One g r eat hulking ou t l a w, R e d Thompson was not whi s k ey drinking, the v e r:)' worst thiJ;lg men who wish to sure tb.a t b e was pl ease d with t h e el ection of Club Foot, l e ad in athletic e v ents"can do /they had led such a con G eorge . l stant out door life thai there was enough irn \Vall, w e a in t all 01). u s g'ot us e d tel' drinkin" as ye e a c h to fig}lt ,,;ith and the battle must nee ds be a fierce h ev, s e n se ye h o ld up unarme.d men in sal()ons," Reel o ne e v ery b a11dit thought. ,. dra wl e d. "Rqund On e crie d D ead-Shot Bill who was ., Yar a sn e akill lia r c ri e d Club ,Foot Georg e "ef the seLf con,stitutej:l r eferce of the fight. Now, gents ye m ean l n y hoI -up 0 the D e w ,Drop Inn,. ,trhet bar-h )'a1" is t e r b e m odified I..JQ,ndon Prize Ring Rules k ee p M a jor Hunte r h a( l a gun all right. I jest nat' i y 'rhar' s tel' b e fiv e m.inute rOl1nds . Ye' two men must got the drop o n UID, so h e can't ,kick 0 unfairn,ess, ,b;:.ak o l ea n but you soon as el,' man gits to his "l; was a q1-1ic k jump fer' a gun 8 Jnd get's thaI' fust. "', k n ees Itn0c)out count ten; as e A man wot "Thet's the way y e tells eh 1" sneer,ed .Red Thomp" aint up on his feet arter ten ez counted is out fer good son angrily now t r ying to assert himself ana get a The contestantsno9.decl,. following in the g a ng. I '1' ,,', t', "It ai:nt no reall P. R. Rules, 1 growled one of C lub George as serted hi:r;nself by' one 'long look the' gang, "ner' it aint no Mar:kis 0' Queensbury i n return at Red. ,ru1es-" , E f y.e t el' dispute the 0 this hyar ' It' s Furneaux' rules an' t!!.ets the, b est that is about l ect ioll. C lub F oot Geor ge ,sh01\tedlustily 1 ,1'11). hyar e m ; they is tlle rules 0' this hal' gang, 'and f e al' e the t el' put' up a. fight fe r me title," gan g " That's the stuff. ;Fight fe r i t boy, an' We: U see what "Hail! H a iJ! The gang's aU h ere, what ,the --do Cl1ms 0 c ri c d Shorty '''Iill s e cond ;ye, e f w e care 110W;'.' san g the outlaws with fierc:1 ye WaI:jts Club Foot "rhey l i a(l adopte d tbis tune their ga.ng tune. "1'].1 second ye, e f y e Griec1: Jack "Now' t l 1 e n sh a k e han's f erroun' one," cried Deadb e tter k110WI1 in the gan g as Coyote Jack, to Red. Shot ']lha ye r. ., "A fi g h t' fe r t h e l ea d e r s hip, c ri e d the bl1ndits, A s h e spo k e t he t;W? silently sh po,k ha;nds. "Hurrah!" shouted anoth e r Th o mp s on darted' dllJectly at Club Foot 0:eorge. 'The "Good spo rts," ye ll e d a third, ,latte r bad. crouc h e d down and whi .rled around like a W e a iIi' t see p a goo d fight in er long cl;iecl piv'o't, a waiti,n g his antagonist. st.ill a n oth e r outl aw, ., 'u' Tb e 'tvvQ iU'len, ficldle d a second. I ill I I, .' In Furne au x band the r e had b ee n a rule.l.made b y The 'brawny right. of Red Thompssm swung for the b andit the r e was to be no fighting George's head. with any d e adl y w e apon in 1 ; h e many fiE!Tce diffilren ces G eorge and tne blow went wild, sent of opinion that w e r e comin.gup iD. the band. his l eft directly at tri e flpot over the heart of Thompson. W e are n t s o r h an y Furneaux us e d to urge "that growled the stru'ck bandit. w e c a n s pill eac h oth e r s b lo od and take each 0ther's But as took the blow he swung with Ius left in a liv es. 'If th el'e', s an y thin g that goes to a .gang' s vote ,straight arm j ,olt which lawled on GeQrge's 'forehead and we can't a g r ee on it, the n a fight be' and rippe d up his s c alp a as easily if done with twe en all) two m e n ou e r epresentmg each slde,LoIldon a Imif e ',' prize 'ring rules. Th e winn e r gets the thing he tought. "Fust blood fer Red Thompson," cried the referee. for. Th.e los e r take s his loss e s like a manl no hard, TheI'e was a wild gleam in the of Oluo Foot fe elin' afte r." ,', Georg e as he slowly limped toward Thompson, who not This poli c y mad e a strong card in the Furneaux gang. looking G e orge in the face but once, ana not liking It k ept within very good boun,cls, made sport I what he saw, began m,aking a of it, a,11d slowly fQI; all the band and didn't lessen its numberS as it' ,swung in a c ircle about Club F00t.. I might if d e adl y w e apons w e r e used in the arbitration Re,d was a mystery of the leapmg panther style of of every misundersta nding. fightmg. this rnle the, battle be /tween,' Ch1.'):> , ,His f9 otwo ,rk wf'ts and J:1e b:1gan into Ge01; ge George :and Red Thompson was not an .unsual one, Wltl: leaps. thouo-h s e v e ral who supported George for leadershIp HIS blows began to tell. I felt t11at he ought not to have allowed himself to go into He was fhe better boxer of two. the fight as he was handicappe d by his game leg. He seemed to put them over where he liked. But in a trice th e two m e n stood facing each other George s eyes soon shut.

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. nose ,was ble'ecling and he was covered with blood. Two blows on George '8 head' quicker than Thompson was fresh, and while 'he had given many he could take Ito put up his hands so unexpected was blows few had been returned. the knocked him clean off his feet. .SaX/Red's got GeQrge whipped to a frazzle I Bntbefore Red could follow up his advantage he was nrst round 1" cllied one [of the outLaws. over on his feet, and up again, and the two men were at 'rhh' bandit to looked at a 'red,spot'constantly each other hamn,ter no of, s?ience, no increasing the he!irt 'Df Red 0'11 ,\lis left side' or. It up" arms bke flales, < mel 'said orie selltence. . a.nd Ju t grnnly and whackmg at each other I'Two hund' tel' on e-hund', thet GeDrge goes six l1ke twO' mad thmgs. . rDlID 's,," he 'o/''hispered. '. '.' 'l'i;me!" cried'the .referee, as he rushed under the "Ji)'one!" cried the Dther banclit "thet's easy money SWlllglJ)g arms and fauly tOJ;e the two "men apart. fer " Both men were showing punishment. 'rhe b.etting then became fast and furious. SODn the third round begun, and jt, went just two '1'here were a few half hearted blo,YS given on each seconels,. ,. side 'and ,when the Refe'l ee called" time" at the e !l d Red went m as usual bormg for hIS man. the' round both men wer'e not 111 'the nnest cDnclition Club Foot GeDrge put on directly, straight from the and it seen that each had more respect for tlie othe; shoulder on Red's.jaws. th ,an when the' battle began. blo)v .put Red into by-bye land in a That is why the manly art of bDxing' has got the gunThe c leanest knockDut I saw! crIed the play of the savage b ,eaten. referee as he cOlmted the fatal ten. The second rDund opened with another panther-rush It was half an hour later before Red came out of the bv Reil. mysterious sleep Club Foot George's hig fist had handed 'He bored into Club Foot George and seemed to rain to him. blows upon him without a return. As for. soon had washed :om hIS "Give it, to him, Red, howled Thompson's friends. patched up and was. clipp.mg out "Put it to him hot! Ye hev hinl gDin now!" a bJg cnp full of bDilmg punch agam as If nothmg had The friends 0' Club F06t Geo1'O'e was down-happened. llearted. <> The banCiits sat around in admiring silence. "Is our man licked? saici one Df them in an urider"Say, bo{s," cried one, "ef that thaI' don't 'tone to a man with a real' pI'ize-fighter reeoJ;'d. show !hJS band hez gDt er.leader, all rIght." "Licked! You mak' e me sick! He hasn' t begun to Yet, tIns man who had fought WIth courage, and won fight yet." a fine. ba ttle of not two hours before had Tushed The speaker knew, what he was talking about. away fear-pamc a skeleton. In Dne of his panther-like rushes George got t@ him. Mall 1S a anImal. He caught red aroUl;Id the waist, cross-buttocked him, and sent him head first to the turf with the wind pretty nearly knocked out of hhri. Red rolled over g 'ot to his knees. Quicker than a streak of greasedlrghtning C lub FODt George was over the prostrate man. "Look, out, George," his friends Cl'jed. LODk out', for a foul! Don't 10s e this fight on a foul! 'had his wits about him, hO, wever. Hei'wafted until Red was on his knees. Whack! Biff! Right on his nose, again on his chin, came two swift powerful half al'm jolts frDm Club FDOt George's fists. Red went down as if a locomotiv e had hit him. I "One,'two, .three, four, five, six, seyen eight,' "droned tne referee. "Get up, Red! Get up! You'll be coupted out in a second . Get up! '< These shouts come from. friends Df Red Thompson The vDice of Club Foot, George's second could be heard roariiig to his over the din. "Watch him, Ge 'orge," roared t he second. "Watch him! Y DU 've got him! When he gits up on JIis knees let him have it agin!" ' Nine, came the steady of the referee. But Re'd Thompson was no fool. The two swirt punches taught him a lesson. Before the referee 'Could possiJ)ly saw the fatal" ten" which would give a knock
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. \ "They have," sheepishly rejoined Wink. "Hum. 'Thanks for'the compliment. My boy, just "Have you no other plans?" j I one question have I 'to ask you." "I'll tell you one I have time." "Ask it." '. '.' What is it?" "What were your orders from the Inspector' of. the ,eA re-markable wedding journey!" North-West Mounted Po!ice as to your mission Carrie blushed and whirled into the house in a hurry. Soon her head reappeared: "I was told to come here and arrest Club ,Foot George, "I hope you are not going to take that journey alone, who was wanted in Yukon territory for..,).'obbing miners are you?" she asked just bef0re she disappeared for the of their gold, too much gun-play, running off with the time being. daughter of an Injun and marrying her-selling whisky Wink stood staring after her, to Indians, oh, Lordy, man, I don't know half the "If anyone goes on a wedding jOllrney with me, crimes that chap has committed," I 'twill be you ; my girl," muttered Wirik. "Your j .ust Was anything about Furn' eauX?"., the kin,d of Ii girl I think would make me the kind of "Nothing. He was not known to oe here at all. He a wife I've been 10Qking for.", was supposed to still be up Yukon way." Wink then hurried to meet his side-partner, Ned "Hum. Nothing else said to y@u1" Ford, who in his capl;lcit'y of a constable in the Royal "Nothing. That is nothing o,fficially." North-W i est Mounted Police had, been given full char' ge "Oh, then there was something said to you ?"of Furneaux the outlaw. "Y-e-s.'! . "Well? questioned Ned Ford of Wink. "Tell me all tliere is to it'. If you don't I can, 't help "Well what?" replied Wink. 'you. Tell all your orderl' man, or I cllon't help you. '.' "Well what next?" "W-e-I-I. Inspector Pearl said to me jus' t as I was "1 dunno. The next thing is up to YP,?-." leaving 'Now I want yo u to get that chap, Club Foot "Up to me?" George if you can on that warrant you have. But it is "Yes:" a goo d many hundred miles towhere you must go, "Why?" , 7 there's only the almost trackless wilderness about you "Don't you see that it must be. The bandit is yours. most of the way. It takes twice as much to carry two, l' ain't a-chasin' bandits for a living." twice as much as it does If you should happen to "Well, neither am I." \ no.t get tp.at fellow, and came back, aldne, and that fel"'''In this case you've got some trouble ahead ef you, law was never heard of again, why I wouldn't shed a even i:: you are 'not a professional bandit catcher.". tear: "''. "Why? "So I thought. The Inspector also told you never to "How are you going to ge t that bandit over to Emer-state that he had so for if you did he would son Honse, he can be jailed? There IS no deny it down to his grave." here." "He did--':but how did you know?" "Form a posse and take him over." "I'm going to start a 'detective agency soon, right ,{ "A posse 1 Where?" here. I think I can make a go of it. I've got one cop 'Here in this town." stopped in the first round." "You'd be better off if you'formed: a posse in the "But your plan:-what of that?" forel't among the rabpits. Who is there here to help "I was thinking of that. It would seem to me that you 1". I have one that with your kind permission I will put "There's some men here! ' ( (. over to-night." But they wone' do anything for you. There's, "What is it 1" that hot air General Whitton. He'd be a fine game for "None of your business." a fighter when your posse was rushed by Club Foot "I like that." George and: the bandits, whom you may rest assured "So do 1. You know you have your inside -' orders' aren't going to let you capture their leader and get to forget Club Foot George, somewhexe between here away with it if they know it." and ,Fort Coppermine, where the Inspector has his head-Wink spoke the bitter truth the young ,.policeman quarters?" knew. "Well, you might look upon it that way." It was a desperate chance he would take to .... try and "And you have no orders at all as to Furneaux-he move his prisoner to Emerson House but he would have is out of the photograph entirely." to take it, he feared. "So you migh,t term it. "I hatEl to try and get that chap moved to EmeT.son Now my plan is to get rid of both the bandit FurHouse but I rear I must try. There's no jail here." ne'aux a,n' d Club Foot George at once." "WhatO" -"Where have you got Furneaux confined ? t "I b k f 'ld' I h "That's my plan." \ n a room ac 0 thIS bUl' mg-mean In t e back part of the building where he's safe for the pres"How? Lynching,.won't do?" ent.' "No; Pd be afraid there would be no possibility of "Ah. pulling off that. There's not enough .. sand among the "Why do you say-' 'ah ?' men in this place to lynch a kitten." "Because I prefer not to say Oh-I like Oh; "Then what is your plan?" than Ah, but I preferred saYing Ah' to Oh, this time, be"Haven't got any." cause I've said Oh sO' much to your remarks lately that "I thought you said you had: it's getting monotoneus." "I mean I haven't got any to tell you. All I want "Well, I suppose you have a plan to present. You you to do is to tight and say nothin,g. D,l do all usually do.'" the thinking, plallning and acting."

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THE AMERICAN INDIf\N WEEKLY. ou won't p'ut me in a nole with the department Y" "N ary If you don't get promoted for faithful / CHAPTER X !!ervice I'll be very much surprised." B'efore acceding, Fora thought pretty carefully over the plan of Stone's . He knew that so far as Furneaux 'was concerned he did not care a hill of white beans whether took him to Emerson House or not. Emerson House had full quota of outlaws to deal 'with and needed no mQre. There was there anyway, but a fur trading p o st. E!llerson Hous e was so named to indicate of the .,posts of the Hudson's Bay Company. In the past the\'company usually their trading forts, and them pretty well fortified, but SInce they had ceded all their prQ pert,y to the Dominion of Canada, excepting t en acres of land around eac"h of their old forts, they had usually named their new fur trading posts Houses. Thus Emerson House had gained its name from the first postmaster for the company as the r e igning head of the Hudson's Bay Company at this post or house as it was called, he having been a Mr. Emerson. Just what he could do with Furneaux was a poser after he had got him to Emerson House '. A sheer stretch of seven hundred miles lay between Fort CopperD?-in:e and' E merson House, and how to transport a crImInal ready at any time to battle for his life, was a graver question than getting the to Emerson House. "Sometimes I have to go on for days and guess at the trail after I leaVe Emerson House for Fort Copper mine, thought Ford. 'Well, J'll do the best I can. I 'lliet this friend of mine, Wink Stone, tryout his plan. It won't do any harm. Wink knew that he was dealing witli a bandit who would kill him in a second had he power, was not very /Scrupulous as regards the manner in which Fur neaux was disposed of. I If he had fiis way, he would have walked 'up to Fur neaux confined as he was, put a to his head and blown his brains all over his prison with mu
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THE 'AMERICANNINDIAN WEEKLY, -well here ,he was, with only a t en-foot dr-op in soft bull-dog of Club Foot George was still biting at the mud betwe e n him and lib'erty, throat of the dead"bandit, What did h e care for the wild night The do&, was still lariate d but he was unmuzzled, He would risk w etting and a night hid in the woods "Some' one left the of Furneaux' room open weaponl ess rather than be carted back to aeathfor last night, Th ey slipped his something to .he kne w that now' h e had b een captured that unless h e let h im get' put of his handcuffs and to cut his rope was res c u e d by hi s outlaw band, that h e would be with, t 'see," said Ford to hims e'lf, aoomed and would be SOOi1el' or later returned to his He stoCld lost in thought for a mome.q.t'. ,old cell in, D awsoJ;l tO' be ex,ecuted for murder, Th e n he -stepped to his window.' ,\ "They'll not get, nle this trip; he crie d with a H e his l:' ifle, merry laug h. "Th ere goes one handcuff. 1fe t
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I THE INDIAN WEEKLY. \ "How was ut?" ,'Cantiously Shorty began to whirl about the hapging .. Thet thaI' tree et is th 'beginning 0' the inside skeleton. o thaI' Vve two fellers, me an' you'll ,g<;> thaI', He was pop-e ye 'c1 when he saw the skeleton wnirl an' see what we kin see I guess we a in't ergoin' t el' aboutso that itshead and the socketless eyes were fin;' np trOll ble in "gittin' tel' wot we want?'" '" facing.'hiin. "Good!' IJes' s t art." Shorty tried the natural trick of trying to go in Without saying a single word to anyone in the gang, the opposite dire0tion. Club Foot GelDJj'ge 'and 8 horty Adams hurried away' to Once more the skel eton swung in the opposite direcWilld up the mystery of the disa.ppearance of.' Wink Lion. StOl e and his party bearing away the outlaw, almost fainted in his surprise. a captive. 'I, What was the inside reason for this whirling skele-'1'hc two bandits went on foot. ton, thought Shorty. They soon the blasted tree with the maishy He decided that playing pee)r-a-boo wjth a ske leton spot of awe, a nd shud,dered as they saw a flock of was not what it is cracked up to be. buzzariis tearing t h e flesh of their-dead gang member. Shortv sat down. rr,he Rat, sti)lla,v wher e the sllOt from the rifl e of His eyes wandered to where C lub F,:oot George was Win k Stone had er:tterecl the half-breed's bram. stealin g along tuward the cabjn door. . '''rhet's hard fate," snrlily said Shorty Adams George ,had thought 'it wise to try and get within the "Yon bet 1 gts wot w e may come to any, minute. a : nd so he walked quickly to where h e saw the I've ofte n be e n a thinkin lately thet this llyar outlurking/skel eton in the doorway. lawry ain't a payin' game." "Hyar's another one," cried George, I 'll go inter }'Dev ils, man, i n course it ain't, but ef we didn't thct-room en see wots thar." stick it, say we'd have tel' gd to work 1:') Clnb Foot George hurried toward the figure in the an,vthin's better th311 a goin' tel' work. Say, do orway, every 'ti)1,le ;r thinks 0' work, I quivers cIaI' thr, ough ShOl:ty AdamS watched_with all his eyes me " Say, so (loes I." I' He saw, a movement on the par, t of the lurking skeleThis rather l1uive 'sal excuse for cntering careers of ton. c rime occupied t i re men until they r each'e d the cabin, Then there' ca ll1e a quick shot. in whi c h had hung the skeleton that in suc h uncanny Fop 1 fashion had doffed his head, than his hat, to The skeleton had raise d its arm with remarkable Dominie Scattergood. The i:ik,leton had in some occult arl.d mystic fash ion lliclmess It had fired a I'evolver directly at the head reunited itself. of the stelllthily -approaching outlaw. Club Foot It hung again in the shadow of the doorway it George. had performed such spectral tricks fOl: the startled Club Foot George hurled shriek of pain out from DOpllnie, and others in the beleaguered party. his lungs, Its companion spectre again swaY ed in the wmd havging t.he tree. It was the he, e,er made. How it conld have unwound itself f r om the place Tbe skeleton s aIm thIS tlme was truer than when It where it ",:as used as part Stone's plan to had fired 'at Wink; Stone. :valked ba. 0 k to ItS ?ld. tree, :vas Clu b Poot George spun round on his heels. J1anglllg by '\"mk, and tie l:tself to ItS ongUlal Then as a great tree in the forest fans under the pOSItIOn was a posen, that of conrse Club Foot George aHd Shorty Adams co,uld not understanct s axe.. ClUb, George on They Jmew nbthing of what had previously ; transIllS race, dead wlth a bullet through his heart. pired and they were in a tremor of nervous rear when The skeleton then took off its hat, bowed low, and they the swaying skeleton. on tree and the began throwing itself. backward into the misty depths mysterlOUs second lUl'kmg m, the shadow of of the m';st e rious cabin the c100rwav of the cabm. ", . . "Gosh! ,, cried Club Foot George. "Wull ye look at I j m ally wlth Its the skele-t11et skeleton hangin' up pu that t haI' tree, U g-h 1 ton k down' WIth a s hr\' el'lng little motIOn, to the A iit or seized the ol.ltlaw. s ame pile of bones that th e of Wmk had beheld. A spook scared him as nothing e lse would, A wiJ i d soughed through 'the skeleton hanging in the He wonlcl have faced anything but the "terrors of tree th e stl.,Pernatura l worlil, 'It' sCf:'med to' be chncklin g with gllastly glee at the Ac1arps was equally terrified. His wal:\ white as c h alk. form of the outlaw which lay face down, ana with a His open mouth staring eyes, and his tTemb ling rapidly w idening patch of blood surrounding_ its. form showed t hat he was oil the verge of a nervous stolid st.illness. 9 01la pse.. The brooding mountains and the mysterious forest, "1'huDder' 1" cried Shorty, "This hyar 'mus' be the watched with qiliet glee as Shorty Adams fled from the hanted cabin thet a ll tbe old frontier men taLk of." scene back to the outl aw camp. "'It mus','? cried Shorty. "Now when w e m,ove II' erbo 'ut we must watch thet thar skeleton thar 'hangin' Then the silence ,lV'as broken by the chuc r IDg ,up c&refu ll y. He's the chap thet they say I)hoots an' laughter of a livin g man, who seemed to think :people thet git .inter ther game hyar. qniet corp,se of C lub Foot George a thin' g to at.

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I THE,AMERICAN WEEKLY. CHAPTER XII. CARRIE DEN'rON DEMANDS AN EXPLANATION. trees and unless you knew the inner plans \ of the maze you would just lfeep wandering around in an indef ... inite period and ciJ;cle until you found that you were getting nowllere--", Wink Stone faced Carrie Dentou"later 'in: the day, "In fact you were traveliJ;l.g really in a circle." with his usual nice merry way. Now .;r know i something about the con r struction of a maze." \" : "Now I don't want any more fooling,;' cried the "You .... do?'" girl. "Wink, tell me all about the mystery of the "Yes.'.' \ :-. halmted cabin." "Well q", "Why should I?" "I had heard of all the facts of the rich man's fool' iNo hubby should evel" have any secrets from his ish expenditur.e of cash 'to keep intact a fifty cent ,. hunting lodge from old hunters up here ana. when we "Good theory but how about the when were being chasea ,by Furneaux' gang I just thought oh when are you to become wifey 1" uf the maze , "Whenever you're ready, sir; she said," laughed How diil you hit it so well?" 'the girl. ,"l'hai t was pure luck: I hadn't an' idea how to reach "To-morrow?' it but seemed to have a sense of an inner direction "Yes. You might get a chance to ride out of my, that made me act as I did, and which ended in our life if I didn't mari'Y you quick-and I'd.hate to have getting into safety in the depths of the, maze." that happen-this promise b eing conditional you un' That. action undoubtedly saved our lives 1" derstand." -"I won't go that far, but I will say! it solved then a Although over joyed as'-lle possibly \ could be, Wipk,' very notty problem:" \ .. asked the attached to the promise made by "I see something now." Carrie' . "'What do you see?" \ -"The conditions," the girl replied rubbing the place "I see how you disappeared on your horse." on her cheek which the reddest, "are these:" "Oh, you dQ?" . ;You must tell me all about the haunted of the, "Yes. "l'he reason why you disappeared when I cabin in the woods closed my eyes and very foolishly obeyed you by "That's easy." counting twenty, 'you simply waited up-til my eyes were "All right, tell it then. J' closed and then rode off.'" "A goo d many years ago there lived out here a rich "You are right." and eccentric New York State ma:n.'? "The green trees along each side of the maze, and "Oh 1 He came from over in the United States?" the green turfco, ncealed the fact that you were riding "Yes." 'away 'along the riIll : of a half-circle." "Well, go on:" "You're on.' "He was robbed in some way by a of outlaws "And when your horse had jumped ,about ten to out here, in the cabin, which you call the mystic cabin, twenty-five feet, with my eyes closed, you had swung and which he cal le.d his hunting cabin and it became along the half circle of trees to the maze so I known as a 'place to rob any old time by, the bandits c011ldn't see you, when I opened my eyes." of that' day.'''' I Admirable You're a wonder in seeing "I see." ',. . Don, 't laugh at me. But let me tell you, young "Well the rich old duffer who only used it-the mall, it shows me that when I am married to you, that caoin I mean-a few months in each year, but who had I mustn i.t shut my eyes If I do Lord only knows where it filled "vith things, began to get angr He you will ride to." argued that the cabin was where he once a year got Wink grinned 'near to nature,' shot big game, arid had a lot of sport "I've got another thing to tell you," added the girl. for a few months, and it pught to be left lindisturbed. "I' see now how you showed me the haunted cabin one "Certainly it had." minute, and no cabin the So he put in a care taker when he was out .of the "How?"" country. " "By the maze agai n i, "What became of the care taker?", "Exactly." "He lost three in a few months." "'No question of it. Things wene way; If "How?" you look down one of the mazey corFidoJls that really 'Outlaws got them," go td the cabin-there it is, If you don't it vanishes, "Oh. and there's more angles where you can't see it than "Yes, Then he got kinder hot about the collar and there is where you can." being a sort of a natural mechanic ne began to make You've hit it! plans to keep his property intact." "Of course . But there's one thing I haven't hit." "What did he do1" "What is that1" "First he had a lot of trees planted about the cabin." "How the skeleton game was worked." "What good did that do him 1 "'rh[l,t puz zled me a long tIme." \ He made them in a queer way." "Did YelU finally get to the bottom of that 1" "How was "I did." "He used the idea of what is known as 'a maze.' "Well; well! non't you see how impatient I a:rp.'" "I see. I see." "I do." \ "You could enter the trail oI' green turf betwee? the ,"Then tor goodness sa,'ke gratify my

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, \ THE AERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "That 's easiest thing in the w6rll Now we will take up the question of the ske leton hanging on the t ree. "Yes. <" H,e was 'run .by a complicated of clock works, strings, and time locks to just keep a,ny burglar out of the biggest bank on earth." "Is it possible 1 "It assuredly is." "Then explain it all to me." "With great pleasure. It was this way-the skele ton was in connection by wires with a board that en c ircled it. This board was so deftly covered with grass that when T stepped 9n the board I did not know it, but' supposed I was on the turf." "Yes." "When I went to the right the pressure of my feet o n the board set in motion an electric battery and this battery made the skeleton swing to the right." , 'I ng-enious, ,wasn't it 1" "Very. When I tUl'ned in the opposite direction the c on c ealed springs and wires made the figure turn that wayalso-'-" "And added to fears that seeing a skeleton swinging on a tree, seems to come over the bravest man." Yes, I fan cy that is it. But so much for the swing ing skeleton : N ow we are come t to the chap in the doorway.'" "You mean the' skeleton that fired at you with a revolver ? i"Yes." "The shot sounded real, didn" t it 1 "It was a re!11 bullet i n a real rev ol v ,er," cried Wink. The only real thing about the entire performance was the bullet, powder and revolv er-the rest wasw ell 1 '11 t ell you and you can judge." "Oh, do,',' replied Carrie, "I' m d ying to knoW' all a bout it. '1'he 'best thing from a mechanical standpoint that I have ever -seen was in the mysterious figure that lurked within the doorway of the haunted cabin "Why?" "He was hung there l;Jy a set of wires. When one stepped on the door-sill of the cabin, he released a spring underneath the doorsill that started a clock-wilrk arrangement going "Oh I" the ghost raised its arm,. and fired al shot neatly where the heart of the usual manwould be beat ing in the.' usual body "Then that was all there was to that mystery?" "Exactly. I Then your escape ) was a wonderful one I "It was. I don't see how I happened to be so lucky. The entire arrangement was exceedingly simple all on t he plan of a spring-gun in the chicken-coop of Une' Abraham. Wben tbat colored individual goes for the c hicken, off goes the gun, and down goes Unc' Abe, with a charge of shot in his black skin. '! "It's all very plain but one thing. "What. is the one thing1" "How did-that skeleton take off his head, how, and then th. rqw himself away, so as to speak." "Just a lot of wires and clock work. One bit of wire pulled the Mad of tb' e skeleton off its confolinded shoul/ ders-say, that, chap had me dead leery for awhileand made thing give a grotesque bow." "Yes." another set' of wires one by one pulled off bone after bone, and swung them back into the interior of the cabin." "He 1 He I That then is how our skeleton friend en gaged in the pleasing pastime of chucking himself into nothing ,put his back-bone "That was the way." 'Instead of a mystery with a lot of ghosts, and a lot or hair-raising on one's head ,in fright, we have a lot of wheels going roup.d, a bit of wire, some rope, two skeletons and a -man behind setting up his little puppet show; "My dear girl, that's all there is to ghosts in this world, or life in :t either-we are all the puppets of some one who is 'pulling the wires that move us.' "I guess you're right." Girl and man mused a trifle and then they took up the thread of their conversation again "There's one mystery and. I want you to unravel it for me, if you will-for I suspect that you can." "Possibly-well, go ahead and ask me about this last mystery." "Who opened the window and let escape to his death, beneath the fangs of Club Foot George's terrible bull -dog?" I Wink laughed. Then he grew sob er. "Tbe plan was arranged b y-now if I would tell you, I'd be sure that you knew, now wouldn't!1" 'Of course." "But as it is Y.,.ou are guessing that I ma y know, whether I do or not 1" "Yes. "Nowmy dear girl, get ready for the wedding to. morrow, yours and mine--and don't let sucb things as how a dead bandit, died worry you." This was the oilly repl y that C arrie Denton Stone could ever get in a:fter years from her husband, one of the successful pi.oneers of the business of the NorthWest, Wink Stone. And as a matter of fac t dead outlaws are dead out laws; the matt,flr of how they died is onlY' a slight un necessary detail; outlaws dead or alive are not of much use in this merry world. r > CFrAPTER XIII. SEARCHING FQ,R THE TREASURE. Wink StOlle went directly to the post-office to meet Ned Ford, the brave young constable of the Royal Mount ed Police, to see if he had news of importance to impart. "Nothin' doin,'," cried Ned .. "I've had! that fellow FU,rneaux buried since you were here." , "Where did you plant him 1" "Up in the woods." "Good plan I"

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. \ ,I' "I thought so. There's one thing to say to you th'at's in my heart." "Say it.", ,"That w as the best over plan I' ,ever What planS" ' , Letting :B'Urneau x escape to be killed bJ C lub Foot George's bull-dog." I, Oh, that the way the outla,v die d was it "fI-u-m! Don.'t you "How do r knovv:?" 'II thought you put up ,the "1\fe , ' Y es, I' irate .i\lorgan, people for J t ears of reseal:ch have 110t ollnd itw elr'we the'two boys : "We 'are-why what' s ' 4 S Ned spoke he pointed to something that was b e on the hiUside. "That-;why it like a macle gr' ave. + mean there on the hill. What .are you studying the ,for 'ml. All, yes, I see. It does 100k like a new made grave." \ like one? Why yon darned fQolit is one." . Wink looked again. I I J. ."Yes,it is one. Npw suPP?se was burled, up here?"

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, THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY 'f Thei'e seems to be a headstone there. I 'm to see ,what is on seems tp be some letters on -it." As sp,oke Ned fhIng himself from his horse and, rushed ONer to the mounel. ", I "By thunder! '" he cried. Wink milelly amazed. "Why thlmder asked Wink. "Say, do you know wliat head-stoJ;le says to thi.s grave 1'" "Do I look like a man who make s'lit his busin ess to g u(', ss what tombstones say joking." l'I'm not. I'm very s erious." ',' ');'his tom1;>stoue say s that 'Club Foo t George the outlaw is burie d "Well of iU ,,I d0n t care two cent' s whethe r C lub Foot G eorge ,the outlaw i s buried the re, or h e r e o r any where else. You a 'nd I are not a bit intereste d in the. grave of Club Foot G e 6 r ge As lon g as h e i s filling one somewh ere I'm' p erfectly satisfi e d. I can' t r a ise G e ol'g e from his grave, bo y oh and I t ell y ou not for, publication ; but a s a n evide nc e of go"Od faith, that I wouldn't raise Georgi e if I c ould ? " "Look here, WilJ-k, Y0U are b ehind/this sudden talc-lUg off Qf George the outla' w ,_ ( Say a,ip. 't yon going pretty far You blamed the d eath of Furneaux on me. N o w yo u r e trying to 1 -he clemls e o f C lub Foot Geor ge o n m y shoulders Say, a re y ou trying to make me a l:eg ul a r bandit-,killer b y wholesale 1 Now how do y on suppo se George di.ed ? leader and associate Club Foot G eorge, nothing has ever been -heard of him or the rem.ainder of the Furneaux gang. .. '1'he seem. to be that they "s,k:ipped" after losing two leaders ."Now the n an we have to do is t9 go in and get our gold!" cri e d Ned. "The way is clear! There's no bandits now t o dispute the loot '0 John Morgan with us. And I want to g e t things going. It takes time to build a mill i on dollar house in New York Cit y n "Tha t 's right, rejoined Wink. "I want do I fig1.U'ing too, as to the best route by which one can see the w orld in a y ear and' see i t a:il, both coming and g o ing. Th e two m e n then. hurried into the cabin They l a u g h e d when the y saw the bones of the flying s k e l e t o n ab out them on e ve r y side. '1'he1'e :in the middl e of the c ab i n was a great c hest, j us t coye r e d with earth. X ed gras p e d Wink by the arID. "Gosh! h e crie d Lo ok! the re s J ohn Morgan' s mill io ns! I .. "By t hund e r! I gu e ss y ou re right." "" W ith bul g i ',ng eye s, r e d f ace s, and h earts that beat like trip -hammers the 't wo young m e n drew near the fate d c h est. -"He re's wh ere w e win out,", said Wink in a jo yfui t o ne. H e re's wher e we get to t h e millions!" cried Ned in a h appy tone A fe w swi f t t>trokes with his fo o t let Wink get his h ands unde r the great chest . "I cap't really imagine but if I as in the no ve l writing b i z I wouldn' t go far toward gue ssing :th_at sOl1}e one that George would SOODF or late r \ vant a better plot than to fancy that som e one fix e d all these wheels and springs, and that when Club )foot G e orge cam e alon g he got tangled up with the shooting skeleton, and got' h is' at its hancls-of c ourse As Ned sto oped down to h elp, he s a w 'engraved on the c h e s t these words-'l h e T re.asur e of John ][ orga11, P irat e Look," h e whisp e r e d to 'Vinlc "Se e that inscrip tio n! " Wear e r i ch for lif e howl e d Wink. H is s t alw:;trt arms fle w t o the c h est. Ne d a ided him t don't know any thing and care less. Outlaws don t cut much ic e with me." -"It looks to me, Wink, you darned fraud, and g enera l all !lound liar) that I can report that while I did serve the warrant, by a fignre of spe e ch, that as a m atte r of 'the outlaw Club Foot George got lost in the woods !" I 'And is qui etly, thugs ought to b e-pretty deep I fancy." "Hot; deep did you dig his grave, Wink, 1 "Me? What did I have to do with digging Club Foot George's grave -:You go in land ask that ske le-ton why it shot George, if it did shoot him 1 This it may a s / well be remarke d was the last thing eyer heard of ClubFoot and as for Sliort y r I '" Ada /illS and his gang, what became of them was never \ lea:rned. From the time that rushed awayfroDl his dead \ ' '1'11e m e n worke d like n ends and at last the box or wa s wre n c h e d loo se . I n a fe w moment s of ex.cite d yet happy labor the c hest wa s broken op e n "row to touch our milli o ns! shoute d Ned as plunge d his hands in the ch e st. did the same. But the chest was empty !! Th e o nly thing that it contained was b o r e this word" Sold." 'rHE END.

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Gasparoni, the Italia n Detective; A Strange Tale of City Life Rat's Gang. 'r Fate;. being t h e sequel' to "Gasparoni the Italian 2fl The'Twin Shadowers; or A SUpriSi\lg CaSTe of Mistaken r 93. T.he S l'cret Specia Detective; or Old Transform" on the Trail. 21. The Smuggl e r s of New York Bay; or he River Pirates reatest The .Sh.dow of a ,Crime ; or the ( Iron Duke's" Strange Case. Crime. 95: The Secret of the Kidnapped Heir; A Strange Detective Narrat ive. 28. B lack Raven, the Terro.r o f the G eorgia Moonshiners; or The Moun96. Foiled hy a Female Detective; being thc scquel to "The Kidilapped t a in..:en; Las t Stand. Heir." 2!l. Pnmasking a V illain; or The French petective's Greatest Case. 9 7 ,Old Ironsides" in New York; o r The Daughter of the G. A. R. :W. Snare d by a Russian Duke; or An American D etective Among the 98. The T rish -Detective; or Fergus C onnor's. 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Manfred; tbe V entriloquist D e t e ctove; or Wonderful 41l. Mont eCristo Ben, the Ever Ready D e t e ctive; A Narrative of Re-"Shadows" in New York. markable Complications. 120. 'i1d Madge' or The Female Government D e tecti ve. 50. Old Terrible. the Iron Arm Detective; or The Mystery of The Beauti-121. Old Electricity in New York; or Wayne 'Winthrop's Trail ful Heiress. "Dead Secret." 'I'he Stain of Guilt; or "Old Puritan" to the R escue. J 122. Gamal the Hunchback; or The Adventures o f a Ventriloquist. 52. A Conspiracy of Crime; or F oi)ing the Kidnapl1ers. .' .' 123 Seth Bond, Detective: Or the Mystery o f an Old ManstOn. lI3. "Old Irons ides" in France; or Trailed by the Giant Detective. 124 Galloway, the Petective; or Running th,e Crooks to Earth. 54 The Beautiful Myst ery o f 'Paris; being the sequel to "Old Iro n -" 125 Old Sl euth's Quest; or A Fair Daughter s F ate. s ides" in France. 126. Pres t o Quick; or The Weird Magician D etective. 55. 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Standing Alone at the Head of Its Class The ADlerican Indian Weekly PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY This great weekly i s a r adica l departure from all other five -cent weeklies that are now being published. It has the greatest stories of frontier l ife, of Indians and of the far West that have ever b ee n issued. The s t ories are l o nger than th ose published in a n y other five cent library, excep t the celebrated OLD SLEUTH "WEEKLY. They are all edit ed by Colone l Spencer Dair, the most celebrated Indian Scout, Bandit Tracker and Gun Fighter of modern ficti on. A new number is is s ued every Thursday. LIST OF TITLES No. lo THE OUTLAW'S PLEDGE ................................. .. or The Raid on the Old Stockade No. 2 TRACKED TO HIS LAIR ............................... o r The Pursuit of th e Mid night Raider No. 3. THE BLACK DEATH ............................... ...... .. o r The Cur s e of the Navajo Witch No. 4. THE SQUAW MAN'S REVENGE ......... ......................... or Kidnapped by' the Piutes No. 5. TRAPPED BY THE CREES ................ .................. or Tricked by a Renegade Scon No. 6. BETRAYED BY A MOCCASIN ..................... or The Round-Up of the IndianSmug gl e r s No. 7. FLYING CLOUD'S LAST STAN D ....................... or The B attle of Dead Man's Canyo n No. 8. A DASH FOR LIFE . ...... ...................................... or Tricke d by Timber '''' olve s No. 9. TO. 10. THE DECOY MESSAGE .......... . . ..................... or The Ruse of the Border Jumpe r s THE "MIDNIGHT ALARM ............................... or The Raid on the Paymaster's Camp No. ll. THE MASKED RIDERS ...................................... or The Mystery of Grizzly Gulch No. 1 2 LURED BY OUTLAWS . ........ ....... .............. or The Mounted R a nger's D es perate Ride TO BE PUBLISHED ON THURSDAY February 23No. 13. STAGE COACH BILL'S LAST RIDE .......... or The Bandits of Great Bear L a ke March 2 -No. 14. THE TRAGEDY OF HANGMAN S GULCH ..... o r The Ghost of Horn Mountains March 9 No. 15. Ma r c h 16-No. 16. THE TREASURES OF MAcKENZIE ISLES ............ or The O utlaw's Drag-Net HELD UP AT SNAKE BASIN ....... .............. or The Renegade's Death-Vote March 23-No. 17. THE :MAIL RIDER'S DASH WITH DEATH ...... or The Desperado of Poker Flat March 30No. 18. THE RED MASSACRE ...................... or The Hold-Up Me n of Barren Lands April 6 TO. 19. THE MYSTERY OF THE ARCTIC CIRCLE .......... or The Robbers' Round-Up April 13-No. 20. HOUNDED BY RED MEN ................ or The Road Agents of Porcupine River Apri l 20-No. 2l. THE FUR TRADER'S DISCOVERy .......... . . o r The Brotherhood of Thieves Apri l 27-No. 22. THE SMUGGLERS OF LITTLE SLAVE LAKE ..... or The Trapper's Vengeance May 4 No. 23. NIGHT RIDERS OF THE NORTI-IWEST ............. o r The Vigilantes' Revenge May ll-No. 24. THE' SPECTRE OF THUNDERBOLT CAVERN .. or Tricked by Midn ight Assassins The AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY i s for s a l e by all new sdea l e r s and b ooksellers, o r it will be sent to any address postpaid by the publishers upon rec e ipt of Gc per copy, 10 copies fo r 50c. All back number s always in stock. THE ARTHUR WESTBROOK COMPANY CLEVELAND, OHIO, U. S. A. .,10.


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