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Spectre of Thunderbolt Cavern, or, Tricked by midnight assassins
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American Indian weekly.
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EVERY ''BOY SCOUT'' READ.'t THI

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BY COLONEL SPENCER D AIR THK ARTHUR WESTBROOK COMPANY, CLEYKUID, OHIO, U. S. I. Published Weekly. By Subscription, $2.50 per year; $1.25/for 6 j [ NO. 24 Copyright, 1911 ;oy The Compan y. The Spectre of Thunderbolt Cavern, or KAYAMON VATTEMARET h e aged leader of a robber -chieftain househo ld. It co mpri sed hi s bea u tiful da ugh te r and t wo 1ndians, and m a d e tro u b l e for, a ll decent peo pl e around the ter r itory t hat sk i r t s ,Herschel Isl a nd B r itis h Nor t h Ameri ca. Vattemare, a lth o u g h o ld, h as h a d a wo n derful c ri m ina1 caree r. H i s r eputati on dots t h e annal s of crime in t h e Nor th\i\T est. O n e act of hi s a lo n e contributed t o t h e deat)1 of two brave sai lors and m arke d him a s a M id n i ght Assass in. T h e sto r y of hi s d ownfall i s o ne of t h e inner b i ts of crimin a l h isto r v of an hi s toric country AnELE V ATTEMAREThe da u ghte r of the outl aw w ho mar ried a n Indian nam e d O l anc h o o f The S p ear. H e r b r ains aide d t h e littl e c riminal fa mil y s h e was a memb e r of i n t h e wo r k of l ooting th e h o n es t p eo pl e ab out her. S h e fe ll a to t he J aw, and her own c upidi ty. Her great beauty' onl y made h e r d ow n f all t h e more p o int e d fdr s h e m i ght h ave been a d iffere n t woma n unde r diff eren t surro u n din gs. 0LANCHO OF THE SPEAR--,..An Indi a n a n d husband of Ade l e Vat te m a re, t h e o utl aw's fair 1 da u g h te r Crafty and t r eac h ero u s hi s death e n ded a w ild c a ree r in a w ild fas h io n after h e h a d atte mpt e d to murde r hi s wife Vyrr,o Doc-A C hip ewy a n m e m be r o f the o utl a w f a mil y hea d e d by I<::ayam o n Vatte m a re. His fight with a white ma n and hi s dea th i n a burst fo r f r ee d o m s ho w s so m e p h ases o f the NoriliWest. CLENNAll'l SLADE, a l ia s R A T T LESNAKE HANK-A young e astern man w h o h as a d ve n ture d hi s m one y in the whaler Arc tic Stm and. h as made m o n ey i n killing w h a l es, fur-trading, CHAPTE R I. A PHANTOM WAGER. The sun see m e d t o b e m a n y time s ordina r y size, and a blac k spot in. its center r e s e mbled a h and graspjng a d a gg e r. Dozen s of oth e r announcing daggers f r o m the Assassin s J and i n ge neral hus tl ing for marketable articles in the Bea ufort Sea a n d A r ctic Ocean. He gets tangled up i n a searc h 'for tl1e inn e r se c rets of a mysterious cavern known as ''Thunde r bo l t Cavern" and in his attempts to so l ve a mystery comes across ilie trail of the Vattema re family of o u t l aws How t h e young-roan wreaked venge ance o n t h e o u t l aws is one long ta l e of d i plomacy an d fig h t i ng. DIXON SQUIRE, aWlS SHORT CARD T OMMYDix asheis bette r known to hi s f r iends was a pa rtner i n the Arctic S tar w ith C l e n S lade He ab l y assis t e d h i s life long frien d and fellow a dventurer i n t h e game of k ill ing the bandi ts and J?layed a part i n the work of ending the depredations of o ld Vattemare and h i s 1ndi an t h ugs. CAP N NAT PooLECommande r of ilie Arctic Star and a w h a l e r of abi l ity H i s bro u ght a fortune to hi s e n lp l oye r s S l ade and Squi re. He knew how t'o l oo k after h i s s hi p and take a s ide sq uint at some brisk fig h t ing o f o utl aws to git hi s "bit of the outl aw loot. JoHN .PoMERT-Har poq ner of the A1'ctic Star. His untimely deat h was d u e to the depredat i o n of t h e band of Mid ni g ht Assass in s. ToM GRANNIS-His untimely deat h g i ves a wo r d picture of. the te rri ble dange r s that beset th e whaler when an at temp t i s m a d e to k ill a wh ale SAMMY DRAKED ri ve r of a S tage Coa ch which figures in a se nsati o n al h ol dup. BILL AcTONO l d l3ill i s a sai lo r and a character often seen amo n g tl1 e "ol d s l a ts that li ve by wha li ng. e d ge of t h e s un's crimson colo r ed disc pointed t o the central hand and its d agger. '' WJla t i s '' cri e d C l ennam Sl a de, as he pulled in his fin e blac k 'horse and with hi s gauntleted .hand p ointed acr o s s t h e tumblin g waters o f Beaufort Sea wh e r e i n t h e p u r p l e o f a l ate day in t h e A r ctic regions,

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I THE AMERICAN INDIAN I that edge o n Htrschel Island, ]n T:"nkon .. territory, British o tt"'h America, the sun had taken on this strange appearance. . Diredl) behind C l ennam rode Pixon Squire, his great f ri end, and whos e experience with the 'vilds of the North-W est h a d been gained on many a day and night of stress ... Dix S qu i r e raised his eyes in-surprise of_ a mild type. "H \ the Sign of the Spectre," h e said calmly and \\ ithnut e motion. l'le nJJam S l a d e gaze d at his friend with wide eyes of e u r i ositY. ''Tlte Sign of the h e asked. "What Speetr e? "Th 8 pcrtr e of 'l'hunderbolt Cwve1n," r eplied Dix . "Cl e n yon are the most curious cuss I ever met in my 1 if e!" Clen Slade ki c k e d hi s foot out o f his stirrups and .iumpecl off hi s horse. H e tlu n g t h e briell e back and the intelligent steed stJet<: h er 1 his h ea d and pawed the ground and appeared t o bt> "atching the uncanny phenomena cast by the sun ith quite as eage r eyes as his maste r , C l eJJ Slade continued to watc h 'the unusual scene with inrtniring eyes. T h e s nn s lowl y bnt surely disappeared as he watched. Th e aurora spiang into life and glided through the sky, l.eavi11g b ehind it what looked like a ghastly array of ske l etons. stapding out on the bluish clouds like phantoms. Th e gl'itn figures appeare d to b e pointing threatening fi.ng ets at the silent young watchers. 'l'hon the scene faded and the landscape returned to the usu a l appearance of a c old dreary, monotonous W11stc w ith 11.0 single feature that the eye could find ple asn r n in looking upon. t-;pcl!b onnd C l e u Slade stoo d watching the scene 11llti l ni ght fell in absolute darkness with the change J rom to night in a second with no visible tv vi ligh t. v V e ll!" Clen then ejacnlated as he turned toward Dix Sqni]e, for both young men were b etter known by the ir abbre: vintecl names than by their lo:pger baptismal on e s "\\'ell!" r eplied Dix. '' 'l' h a t 's the m os t wonderful scene I've ever b e h e ld','' r emarke d C l en. ' Y es, it's enough-out I don't like t 6 see j t. . \Vh v not 1'' "'l'h e.l'e s so mething about it that makes me shudd er.'' ".I stnck on getting nearer to < than I c:a n make a gooLl horse run-to get' away fh .. them.'' Cleu winked and laughe d / "Yo1t re sidl i'ng off your subject but in spit. e of your' b eing a little mixe d I know what yo u mean. It a;; Dix's turn to laugh at his mixed remark. "I suppose I m funny, but to talk man to man, I d on't like a close friendship with ghosts.'' A grin, fo llowed b y a londlangh,' was the only reply o f C l en S l a de. '' :;.J.. ghost!'' h e '' Oh you make m e laugh! '(.., 'l'here s no s u c h thing as a ghost!'' .. ''HoY\ do you know there isn't Y '' ,l jl q I Cj. Co "How do I know? Say, yo u make m e laugh 'again. \Nhy crmpbody lmotc s th,at there's_p.o such thing
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; I THE AlVIERICAP-' IKDIAN \iVEEJ(LY. 3 The cnuse w as now n earlv a :year old and the gen eral results had been gooch Financially the trip looked as if it would be a success and ou the eve of returning to civilization, for it was summer now in the region and was a chance to pull out any time without fea-r of icebergs, and floes and the .terrible dangers of a vast eternity of frozen waters heap e d up like mountains, and stretching away in ever direction, that comes along with the early winte r. The .':ln;M.c Stm had wintered at Hersche l Island 0 and had made a rather m e r F y winter of it; for a t the island is a settlement with a post of the Royal North West lVIounted Police, a Catholi c and Church of Eng land lVIission some trading stores, and an of the great fur trading company, The Hudson s Bay Company, whic h had a fin e postmaster in charge, so the long Arctic winte r had passed pleasantly. "I dorfit care if I los e remarke d Clen. "This trip has ]Jeen pretty fine for us.'' ''Hasn't returned Dix. ' "JV e have got some 1 twenty whales.''. "Isn' t that a great killing? The twenty will figure up som ething like "Then we got easily $10,000 worth of furs) .and I should say $75 000 w6"rth of seal oil musk-ox ivory, oh it's been a good trip! Take i t all in all and our receipts will be at least two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and it will take one hmidred thousand for ex pen$ es-talren all ill all we wlll split one hundred and fifty thousand between us-not bad, bo y .\_ren 'tyou glad I got yo u into this speculation? ' "YoJ I bet I am! I' took all that was_ left of m y for tune, aft e r my father's sudden death in New York," adde d C l e n ''and .put it into this adventure, because you bad made this trip before, and knew the country and-well you'd charm any man into putting his money in anyth ing.'' "Haven't I made good? crie d Dix. "I didn't have a cent when my father was alive and l e ss after he was dead. H e didn't live long enough after I was born to leave m e muc h of anything but au appetite for food. I had to hustle when I shipped as a cabiri -boy on an .4-rcti c whaler, it was because I thought the snow-balls and i ce up here would at l east b e fresh-where I was in New York, I knew I d get nothing but snow-balls 0 and i ce to eat that winter, and I preferred t h e fres h grown kind in t h e Arctic to those s oil e d bv the v e r y streets of the city.'' ''Lucky for me you shipped u here '' ''So it's turned out. There's something about this Arctj c game that gets to you. The lure of the frigid North; the solitudes, the wide stretc hes of land and s ea, the reeness-the air-say, I d.on 't want to go back to civilization to stcvy. I want to be an Arctic trader and whaler all m y life. I 'tn coming bac k here whe n we have cleaned up in the States.'' ''And you have shown me that ghost,''_ grinned Clen "You hop on your horse. I'll show you! I hate horses out here. A d<;>g-team and sled is better for our work,. but you wot1ld take the trail over here to White Horse Rapids, on the Mackenzie River-'-"-sav what did you want to come here for any way: ?' ' "Oh, just f?r fun. I. or s l eds; yo1;1 know, and this ltorse rides like a rocking-b.orse-oh, say, how far are we from the municipality of Whife Horse 'Bout five or six mil es. 'How far bac k to Herschel I s laucl 1'' '''Bout fift v -six miles if yo u could fly. Fifty -six millions if, yor;: have to go on hoss bac k over this trail. ' C l e r Slade shrugged his shoulders. H e did not feel like disputing the r emark, for in the three days it had t aken the m to r eac h t h e point they were in, h e had never. seen a worse road. "This i s the Cmmtr.) God Forgot? said Clen. "I'll aclmi.t t hat! Why, if tbe tl1.ing we have c om e over is a trail what do the y ca ll tmbroken COUll try up h e r e 1 ''I clon.'t clare to telL yon. I want to live!'' "1-Ve l l I suppose that l a foo l to come here to se e White Horse Rapids." '"You were." ''Thank yo u. But why 1' '' TheTe 's little h e r e-but the r a pids. The.r are rapid enough in getting out o t h e place to satisfy most exacting." "I don' t blame the rapids li.er e ."udging from what you say. I s t heJ.e nothing at White Horse Rapids, but the rapids Y " Oh ves! 'Ph ere's Kavanr on "attemare." "Who's v ' thi. ef, horse fur, cattle ivory m e n womenhe'll 1)teal an ything that h e can lay his hand on, from a red-hot stove to a chipmunk!'' ''Nice r eputation yon are giving .him.'' "No, I am -not giving him his H e got tlu:; reputation. I'm onl y t elling you wha t he's got in the way of reputation-don' t blame me. Oh I say, I clicln 't have anything t o do with the making of his repu tation.'' ''Well, no matte r who bitilt up t h e T eputation;as yo u put i t, he is a bad actor. i s u t h e ? ' 'l'h e worst ever! H e and his daughte r make up quite a team-" "His what? "His d aughter." H e has a daughter I should say, y es Good looking gala t that: "You don't m ean to sa v s o! Lives here wi t h the old man? 0 "Yes. Seems to enjoy i t too." "Here in this forsaken I ole?" h e re, a few mil es f r u m here.'' A11ybody e ls e li ve here?'' "Yes." "Eskimos-a f e w othe r white people about as bad as Kayamon, for h e i s k11o w n a ll over the t erritory by his first name. '' "No one "Not so yo u d be interfered wit h by the crowd." "Has Kayamon a gang of thugs about him? ''N-o. H e doesn't seem to be heading any gang so f a r as I've heard. H e i s a sort of solitary outlaw, who liv es on thieving, but the re's enough of a gun-man ab.out him to suit, you b et! He's mighty ca r eful in his shootin' to shoot before 'tother f ellow' ' "In other words a bad man." "You bet." "Any one else in this inte r esting fa "One more thief." "Who is he?" "InjUll. "What kind Y"

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TJ;IE If\DIA T WEEKLY. "Same olcfkind at that-the'no good kind. 'O r ans w erDix got off of his horse. "What ))ace? I1e hitched the a:QiDJ a l to himself in the NorthW:est "D1,.umo-\..a 'H' breed I gu ess." fas'hiqn of tra :iling his ]Jric11e on t h e g ro und b y pullmg 't it oveT his h"ad, and -St11an!te as i t m.a1 y .seem, a No.rth"\?Vha t 's his name?l 1 t h \ Vest 110rse ; s tTa1:o,ed to stand as 1f tled to a n e '' Olanch o t h e Spear.': 1 "'J,.In m " ill'. Don't get you.'' I ( (Don 1t those f eD.OW$ mak,e someth jng out of their ,game?" "1;7e-s. BJ+t what of it? ' Ob, othing! Thei r pile added :to my pile would make little bit ;mor e of my p'ile e h ?" ''Y-e-s.'' ":No w they have loote d good m any decent men, o t ll!is ent is gon 1g to loot them--" ''Or get ',. R j ght you_ are-oT get l Qoted.'' "Seems to me that yoUJ haven't any right to jump on tlwse l1aps. 'l'h ey n ia'y be outlaws of n bte, but as I Jlg a.s they d o not disturb y ou, what have you t9 "O and distmb the m ? '' 'rhe r:igl1t of the Strongest ArJU T,hey have money a d I n ee d more than I've got. So I go out and take their money-jf I can-;what's the diff e r ence b etwee n that method out h e r e and t h e method in more c iviliz e d c ommunities ?'' Djx Squiie did not answe r. "I clon t s uppose v e r y much h e remarke d "Only I to see a nice young man get 'his' out here. You stand about as much c h ance of getting to the cash box of Kaya
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' THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 5 lance en aft tha1; 's a pri c k e r a u a blubbe r-sp a de so e f w e don't git this f e ll e r 'taint ca u se w e ai n t recld y '' 'rhe old s alt ch e w e d his tob acc o again with a wide sm i l e H e was r eady for the fray. \ The g am e the c1 e w ilil ;now v vas the sport of Kings! Of all create d Jiving things t11e v'\lb a l e i s the mightat on e time it basks unde t t h e fie r ce rays of the sun at the e ct:uator; again it is a mon g the desert field s of the farthest'North; of all gam e p m suecl b y man for sp01; t or for profit a wha l e is the m ost sublime : On the sm fa ce of the wide ocea n the 'vhale se e ms a s graceful as a gold fish ; t o think t h a t the gJ. eatest of oth e r b e asts b y its side makes little more of bulk in compari son than the tiniest mous e and yet it appear s i u the o cean waste of wat, e r s about :it l j k e a d ainty fish (lartin g !li t h e r and thit'h e'l: in graceful abandon. "I-lo! 1-Io!" ye H e d Cap :Nat, "wa sn t I iight whe p I said it was a ri ght See the r e go es the c ow tha t is wit t his bull ou t to 'rhe great bulk of the c ow could n ow b e s ee n 1;us hin g fu rther toward the f a r outside o ce n b ey o n d t h e land lo c k e d b a y iu whi c h the whale s w e r e first sighte d. Y e p cr:i eel J olm Pomel)t "see b n ll 's wait in g fo r us. :Lt 's a kille r, an d i s w a itin' f e r us!'' 1 Cap'n Nat 'kne w what th:is m eant. 1 H e had of the d a n g e1! from ;;to whale calle d b y wha l e rs a "lnller" tha t lov e d noth n g 1Jetter than to a tt;;t0k w whale -bowt an
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G THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. The '"ords were harcli y out of his mouth when -the r o p e wonml itself about tbe waist of John Pomert. "Look qut, John!" yelled Cap'n Nat. '"Something has made t h e rope aft, kink!" H e had hardly time to speak when the body of poor ,John went h ea rllon g over the side of the boat, and disappear e d into the sea with the rapidly paying out line 'l'h e catastrophe was so sudden that all in the boat gazed blindly at t h e spot where the Harpooner ha.d just stood not a second b efore, now _...vacant of h1s form. Cap'n Nat gaYe vent to a volley of c urses. Thi s was his way of expressing his de e p at the probable loss of a man. Th e sailor s looke d at each othe r in dismay but no one left the oars .for no o n e knew how qui ckly his strength wa s t o be needed in repelling a rush of the whal e i:f. h e cam e to the s1.1rf ace and "rushed" the boat. The only course the n to pursue would be to row as as possible away from the danger with scant c h ance of escaping it. Cap'n Nat b e wail ed hi s la ck of' luck in not taking t h e motor-chiv e n launch attached to the A_r ct ic Sta1 ins t ead of the whale-boat. But it was too late fo r r ep ining. "She's a c omi n up," yell e d 01 e of the sailors at this j'lmCtnre, all whales being ''she'' to him. 1 '' Charge her and git another harpoon inter her 'fore s h e rnii!h es us," ye lled Cnsp':p Nat "a ],mll whale ain' t gain' t e r give up easy," As h e s pok e the ljne sla c k ened in the boat 'L'wo of t h e sailors began r n shing it on the windlass, for feal' it wouJ c l again kink; another kink in. the line m eant a11 6vertnrned boat and probable destruction of all in t h e whale -boat. The boat v,r as rushe d to t h e point where it was thought the wh a l e would "blow" aga(n. '- 'l'h e bnl1 in a few mom ents was on t he surface of tlie w atel again and the sec o 1d i t sho wed itself above water dap 'n Nat sent an<{lther, harpoon thE! animal from his harpoon gnn, whi c h explode d like a .pack of tiny fire-<)rackers Th,e whale seemed t o make the entire o cean boil whell' he was strnck tl1is time Albatross. gnlls the h agl e t s and the pettels came warmin g down to see the battle1 while the fins of s h arks h eca m e blac k on t h e w ater all hurrying to the ex pected feast. But th e whal e w as game yet. Tie had a Jot of :fight in him. H e wa s a "kill e r and meant to kill b efore h e s uf fered death. Nit lt 11cacl down h e rushed Rt the whale -boat. ''Give way, m e n, for your lives! ' c ri e d Cap 'n Nat. "It's Yom onlv chance for li fe to row awav from this :fell ow.!" 1 h e sniiors bent to t h eir oars and to r e the boat throu g h the wate r. rh e whale .wit h its tre m endous head sti cking out of t h e water a li ghth ouse ca m e fly ing t luo.u g h the seas. "I\e lo t man big brute," shri e k e d Cap'n Jat a he s hook his fist at th e whale, "cl'ye want any more f m y '' As he spoke the an im a l charged nearer and nearer. "He'll hit us sure! W e a r e all dead men!" shrieked Cap 'nNat. "Row for your lives!" C HAPTER III. THE GHOSTLY CONCLAVE '\Vhile Captain Nat Poole and his gallant crew were battling for' life, the t\vo owners of .the staunch craft, t h e .d.1 ctic S tn I' were gazing spellbound at a stran ge sight. ''It's a ghostly conclav e it seems to me," Clen Slade whispered to his companion; Dix Squire. Th e scene they looked upon wa:;; a wonderful one. Whe n the had been b:y in. liis i ety to win his wage r from. lns compamon, h e had pnlled away a shield to a great cavern. The cavern was now directly beneath the young men apc'l they were looking clown upon it; through large hol e in its roof. Tlie cavern was a: splendid one probably several hundred f ee t in width and almost the same in breadth. It seemed to have high walls at the sides, which were panneled off into dark r ece sses. Tn the center of this cavern stood a sort of throne u plm the throne sa.t a figure dressed. in white. There were stains on its white robe, and its' face ; was white and distorted by, pain, while upc;m its hea:d V:rasa long wide c u t, that seemed to be dripping blo od. Around this horrible figure, sat a great company of peop l e all clad in black. Th e faces o the m1lltitude were so dazzingly bright that n eithe r Dix or C l en could tell one person in the assemblage had they known them. There was an air of deep a.tte tion on the fa.ce s, howeve r, of all the black compa,n,y and eve r y one seemed to be facing the figure m white on the throne in the center af the cavern. The figure was trembling convulsively; the crimson stream of blood was still railing froin its :wounds. 'rhe n a voice rang1through t h e air. ''Woe! W oe! .Woe!'' it With the three words said slowly and with immeas ; mable sorrow in eac h word, the cavern became black 'as n i ght; there : was nothing more to see. Neithe r Clen or Dix stirred for fu\l y ten minutes. stood gazing clown into the dark cayern without a. word, white, distraught, astonished andfearful. C l e n was the fir s t one to rub his eyes and look utterl y astonish e d at his companion. ''Did you see h e questioned with affrighted eyes. "Yon bet I did !! ''There was a cavern wasn't there 1'' ''It s eemed to me so ' "Ydn saw that white 'figure on the "Yes." ... "Yon saw th e fignres in black grouped about the "Yes." "You saw t h e blood y ,stains o n the figure on the throne I'' "Yes." ";yvhat do vou think of it'!-" Dix shook i1is head. ''I don't know what to think o it.'' f:"Jeithe r do I!"

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 7 'l'he young men gazed at each othe r in the star lighted night and for a long_ space silence fell l)etween them. At length Olen took som e matches out of his pocket looked at them in a meditative manner, made a torc h of some grass and shrubs, lighte d the ,torch and tl:lre"v it clown the hole in the roo o the cavern into the in-. terJOr o the place where he had beheld the strange scene. 'rhe torch made a light that looked like 3: falling star down into the cave, fell to the floor o it, and then went out. $But its il.ery all had lighted up the entire interior oi the place. Each watcher had seen that there was nothing now sav:e t4e empty space o a huge cave with here and t.here a vagrant small animal like a water rat. "There's nothing there, whispered Olen; a superfhlous remark. "Absoh1tely nothing!" rei" lied Dix, which was another superfluous r emark. The two men gaze d at each other again.,.. "You win your bet. all ri'gh.t," c"iie d Olen. "They ,were ghosts, eh?'' There was snch an imploring note in the voice o the s p eaker that Dix would like to have told him that all he had seen :vas enacted b y li:ve people Now I am gomg to tell yon all I know about matter, and what the r e is said t o b e i:o. it,'' r emarke d Dix. "Yon can draw your own con c lusions. It's quite a long story;.''" "All right! Go ahead." ''There's a story h e r e among the Eskimos that this cavern is the home of a spectre that watches ov e r their fortunes.'' _. "Yes." "This speocre, the Eskimos think, lives in this cavern, whi c h is called Thunderbolt Cavern-now listen and Yon "will see why!'' Dix aside the coNcealing earth rom th. e hole in. the roof of the cav er;n and bade Ole n stoop down and liste n to the noise within the cavern. S.o Clen, put his hea d down into the hole and listened i'nt ently. '' is the roar, and crash at) i o thunder,'' Clen r emarked. "Yes! That is why the Eskimos called the cavern ''rhunderbolt Cavern.' '' "Oh!" ''They ca ll this spectre claim they now arid then, the Spci:t1c of Th-und erbolt Ccwern.'' "Oh I" claim t ha-t never do thev see the s p ectre and the ghostly company appea r i ; the cavt?rn, as w e l1av e clone, without some one in their tribe d:ving a v.j_olent
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THE AMERICAN I N D IAN WEEKLY. "'l'hat 's som1cl argument. Fight or not I'm with you. Give me liberty or give me d eath' '' Dix struck a Patrick H enry in l\!Iarch-1775-atti tude, and s hook his revolver holster, until th, e butt of a weapon that looked all business in the starlight. ( S lade crewed up his face greatly pleased at Dix' "Now then." Dix c ontinued. "Having s.ettled the de tinie of tb e of the World, made the clock start on its weary round once more, I as-k. without brin(7ing t h e blush of shame to the cheek of mod est:' ', what :'"Onr Imperial Highness proposeth to do next1 "If by that title you mean me, I ll telL you in a jiffy. I'm going to take a fall out o .J-:our friend Kayamon, the' t ,hief tlle bandit, and the general allround outl aw, you eithe r d id or ;not slander by your remarks as to his reptlta tion some time ago .'' "Oh!" "How e xtrAme l y sweet o f you-will it l)e Greeco Roman tyle orh ere ) QU both-put your hands ov e r your heallS i ndi vidually 'or c olle c tiv e l y or 1'1\ fill you full of shot!'' 'l'h e two men look ed up whe r e not tejl feet away' a doub le-banel ed shot-gun held to h e r shoulder stoqcl a woma n whos e dra-v,r n angry brows belied the silvct y t o ne in h e r voice. .. 1 U l e u Slade thought the gjrl with the 11nwavering shot)gun thp prettiest crep.ture he had ever seeJ. l. : l3ut h e ]mew after om: glance that s1le 011ld kill h i m if he rlid 1Jot o b ey her, so he shoved his h ands and connecting a ems over ')lis heap_ wit1 1 a grunt wh i le Dixo'f\ Squire uid t h e same ''Now you two young m e n havin g obeyed me just l ist e n h) my l ect n:ee, , cri e d the sweet girlish voice CHAPTER IV. THE MIDNIGwr J\SSASsl.Ns:)J Th\! whnle-bont irhp e lled tl1e rurms of the sailor;s c pm'I)ed the waters of the ocea11 \vhile the oars almo t snapp e d as the saiiors sent the craft along 'n 0 f the on -rush of the leviathan of the cleeT,I. 'J'he itnation wa s thrilling to every one on board. All w et old whal ers and all knew the danger. \ h il e e Yen effort w as made to escape every man kept his head and the whal e-boat of anything untoward happening to the most critical eye. 'l'he e tars w e re Jackies of long standing. ').'hey worked hard to escape but they made no panic biH demonstration Every mou kne-w that h i s life depended on his keep inohj s feet on t1te ground. and working with a w ill. Oap n Kat was c ool to all outward appearances He that further use of the harpoon was use l ess. But h e cleared away his bomb-lance, a contrivance often i use d in suc h perilous s ituations and one that sometimes sa'vecl the crew. The lance a shaft of poiutecl steel, fired by a bomb into the o t'ne times truck a vital part. "Row ye lubber !" screamed Cap'n Nat. "Here come th c r itter. I'll have one shot at h e r r ight now." 'l'h e w as now not more than fifty feet away. 'l'h e big bnJl had settl ed down somewhat in the wat e r and wn coming at the boat as i impelled with a sol e de. i e e fo r Ycngeance. The a n i mal was swimm ing with a wi l d spasmo di c start directl v at the whale -boat as if intending to d r iv;e it to a.toms its monstrous head. 'l'he patty cottld b ear t h e whale 1s huge jaws stri k ing toge t her with t e r i;(ic sound. "Kow!" howled Cap'n Nat, as be let dri ve the lance-bomb . 'rhe whale's enormous flukes were seen to be w hirl -ing up from the boiling sea. 'l'hey flashed above the entire after part of the whal e boat. Would they desc end a"P-d shiver the boat 1 .. W ithHghtn ing lil\ e rapidity the d,escendea JUst as the boat sw ept aro't1ndto give Cap n Nat a c hanc e to a i m h is lance-Uomb. Ijook ont!" Cap'n Nat, '.'Look out fe r th em. flukes! Gi.oe way, lwys o r I.Oe u;-m b e smps hed ir11to i n c h lJi ts 1 r ' As one man the sailors hurle d the boat f orward. t r e m endous flukes de sc ended upon water, bnt apparently escaped the boat by only a few feet. 'rhe sound as the ;flukes or huge tail struck t h e water ' vaF;-deafenjng But tl1e boat dance d upon the h e avjng foam swept unharme d ' :Ro:IV! Row! Rour l1owl e d Cap n Nat. "The crit t e r ma:y ag,ain.'' came a swirl ,o'f w&ter 1 'Ph re w as a;n whidpo61 t o ,be seen aucl t h e wh il.le .Ji. s ,appeared a;;; i& inth r;J;he c .enter cif its. vortex. "How's ,that!" ye ll e d Ca p'n Nat. "Tl1e c r ittei's dov e!'',' ,. In spite of his gramn1ar Cap 'ri :Na.t ,told the t r uth. The ani1nal bad sunk 'to the ocean depths. T his was e vid e nced b y the whirring of the windl ass as the' two lin,es began to pay or].t aS the monster @ank deeper and deeper. "J?e su;re the li1i'e h as c lear e d away, Tom Grannis," c .ried Ca:n'n Nat, to,. t h e sa ilor seated .aft whose duty it was to watch the lines when a wnal e was rushing of'{', 'with iit, to. aid all fie cou l d in tJi\e keeping of the1 1 ne c lear of k'in kfi. No answer ca m e ''Tom!'' ye lle h e Cap 'n. '' Oh, 1'om! Where 's T om Gra)mis? '' '.Fh e sai.l ors resting on their oars l ooked -over their shoulders to after part of the boat where T om Grall:nis ought to have be e n seated near the two w indlasses. IJ'he r c no o n e t h e re! A rm1. t hrough t hfl boat. 1 Befor e further examination. cou l d be mad e the' w indlasses stoppe d 1;evo l v ing. "We ve 1ost the critt.er! cried Cap 'n Nat. See, tlle rope's stopping!' Gap'n Nat rushed aft. ,Just at t h e boat's stetn was a w i de gaping opening just above the waterl i ne so that the craft di d not s ink. This opening was as ronnel and c l ean l y cu t as if made by a saw. T h e bloody toict too p l ainly of the fate of T om Grannis. He had been strickmnl own and torn throug h the si d e of the boat t h e moment t h e flu kes descen d e d and s u c h was the incal culab l e force of the b l ow t hat t h e m ain timb h s of t h e large whal e -boat w ere u nspnmg. "vVe have lost two men and we have l ost the w h a l e-,''

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THEAMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. sigh e d Cap 'n Nat. "'I'm putty sick o' this he r e v 'yage. Boys, r o w bac k t the ship!" I The .me n went ab o ard t h e ship with out f urthe r i n cident tal k ing i n low tones of the d o ub l e-disaste r. When. t h e w h a l e -b oa t had been ho isted t o its davits the crew around it. 'rh ey talked in l ow tones of the disaster. One of t h e men; B ill Acto n, looke d at the bloody edge pf the clean cut place and fingered the harpoon that was at.the end of the line coiled abou t one of the windlasses. Th e other line had parted and the whal e had run off with the harpoon and the line. fingered the harpoon. 1 Then he tu!ned' to one of the men near him. 1 "Whar did that harpoon get Bill Acton aske, d. 'Twas t h one thet poor Johri. Poill,ert, our Har-. pooner, stuck inter th' whal e wen we fust gits t ' th' critter,'' replied one of the crew of the ,v'hale-boat. "Ho! Thet's f1.mny! But 'taint one' o' our harpoons. 'fhethat poon didn't git offen the A1ctic Star. Thet aint no harpoon like tb,' ones we carry-;f never seen before.'' Cap 'n Nat heard the words and ran over to the side 1 of the whale bo at. 1 See! Thet aint our harpoon,'' added Bill Acton in drawling ma nner. "We ain't got aboard like et.'' "Nons ense replie d Cap':tl Nat. I'How'd any odder har'poon git aboard us-by gosh1 yar right! This ai1;1't harpoon!'' C.ap 'n at's fac e was wrinkl ed with his anxiety. 1 ' By Ge,orge! ,1 he added. ''What can this He looked over the harpoon. It was the hand-harpoon that ill-fated J"ohn Pomcrt had whirled at the whale just before he was dragged overboard. But the heftVY shank was made of iron, home moulclec L Cap'n Nat saw. I 'fhe npper shat was part of an o lder harp. oon and the flanged artew-head was crude and made :without doubt by hanc1; not inthe steel mm fo rged, styl e 6f the more modern weapon of offence against tl 1 e whal e possessed in abundance. on the A1 ctic Sta1. "It's not one o' o,ur harpoons," mutter ed Cap'n Nat after a minute exam i nation. "Bill A..cton i s right! But it's attached to our xope-no1 by George, thet ain't no)le o' om; rope ' Bm Acton cri,tica ll y and s l owly l ooked over t h e rope. h e remarked. "Et aint none o' our rope. T het rope's ten year o l d ef it's a day; ourn 's all new rope.'' 'fb-e eyes of the Cap 'n and the o l d sa i lo r m e t "Some one hez.'changecl th' rope an' t h h arpoon onto us cried Cap'n Nat. I '' Aint no question o' thet, '' said Bill Acton in reply, while a ronnel circle of interested sailors nodded and looked sober 'Th' re;=tson w 'y th' rope 'kinked an' weound ..about John Pomert," added Ca.p'n Nat, "was because some one took our new rope an' onr new harpoon an' left this old rope and this old harpoon in its 'place,." ''Sure,'' rem,arked Bill ''It was murder ter do that, cried Cap 'n Nat. "It war," shouted one of the listening sai l ors "But didn't John Pomert, the chief Harpooner, hev charge o' them l ines an' harpoons?'' "Yes,'' snapped the Cap'n. Then he bru n g th' trouble on to nimself didn't the sailor added. "He outer hev seen thet th' ha rpoon wasn't ourn n0r th' rope. ' "Yep," cried B ill Acton. "Thet 's true!" Cap 'n Nat n odded He kne'v. this was so. But the thing that was bothering him. was how coUld it be true. "Thet 's right," Cap 'n Nat said. "1'het 's rig_ht! But it don't seem ter me that I senses how th' rope and harpoon gets changed, and if they was changed, as we know they was, how it was thet J;ohn Pomert" didn't notice it.'' ,. "Thet's right," drawled Bill Acton-"but ets shore thet it ai:ot one o' ourn neythe r th' xope n e r th' harpoon . An' we've lost two men .'' ''Yep,' Cap 'n Nat, who saw that .. it was l;>est not to talk more with the crew. Sailors were queer sometimes, and got funny notio.Q.s. This all might breed any kind o a panic. So Cap'n Nat hurried to his cabm, calling his chief mate; Arthur to follow him as h e passed to it. The Cap 'n soon was talking to his assistan t "You heard dicln 't ye about th 'rope an' t h harpoon 1'' replied Middlebrook. "What d' ye think o' "Looks to me as if some one ha d sneaked the ship some time or other and made the "Thet s jest what I've bee;n thinkin.' "But the thing.that staggers me was how could any one ""et aboard 7'' 1:) ''Simplest thing you know of,. When e w ere m winter headquarters near Herschel's Island the Eski mos an' any one else had the run: of the s_hip." "Thet 's so." ''What was to hinde r some sneak coming aboard and watchin' his chances o sne 'aking away with the rope and tlie h a r poon puttin' his o l d truck i n its place -up here t hat !'opes worth a g o od many thousand dollars and h arpoons like ou r s are l ike blackberries, mighty scarce up here _at j umping off p l ace before you get to the North Pole." ''Shore!'' '' '!1he only thing you get up here like civilization is thieves it to me. ''Yep! Thar aint much difference 'tween th' city outlaw oancl the cou ntry outl aw, an' it's the same breed o' pups here, thar; out in these wi l ds or' back thar among t1lem cities. rrhe thi'e who tuck m' rope an harpoon h ez taken th' l ives o' two o' my best men. Fer ef et had qeen 01M' harpoon thar 'd been a good deal of whale by th' side o' thet ship hyer. E f thet whale wouldn't hev brought in this outfit about ten thousand dollars in whale oil. and whalebone, an' fu' rest o' him we cud sell-so thar s a money lo s every :whar. '' Cap'n Nat's brows grew darker a.11d darker. B i g swear words trembled on his lips. Say, I'd commit murder en a min nit." he cried "Ef I could fin' out who clone me thi dirt." '"fhat a in't hard or those who knows this territ 'y." Cap'n Nat ga-:e Middlebrook a sh .arp glance '' Whacher mean?'' the Cap 'n asked. "Ever hear q Kayamon Vattemare, outlaw ?

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10 fHE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "Naw. "Well, he lives hye1! He's the chap what bas got your h arpogn and your rope an d you've got his." roared the Cap'n with many strange and wierd oaths. "T 1at 's r ight," calml y r epeated l\Iiddlebrook. "You the whalin' season was looked to b e ove r All the rest of t he whaler. are 'homeward-bound.' Thi s c hap has about figured that you're going to l eave with the whali11g fleet, so he corralled your rope and harpoon, put his i n the place of it, and supposed that as you'd have no further use for the rope or harpoon in a s pr1son ers of Kayamori the outlaw. as the 'words wer e said Cap 'n Nat swore again. , Ho:w do you lr now 1 h e cried at length. For this r easo n calmly r eplied Midc1le'bro0k as h e extct!d e d hand to the Cap 'n . 'rbe hand held a note Whe11 Cap'n Jat bad read the note it made him Th e :not e stated. that his two partners needed ass 1stnncc and needed it badly. , ";'lwm two by h ec k need. m y h elp," s l a.outed Cnp l1 as he r ead tl1e note. "I'm O'Oin' to turn out of th1s c r e w an' go to h elp them -" fldcllebrook grasped Cap'11 Nat's ann in his powed11l b au d s . ".1?.01;. 1 do tl1at." h e said. "Don't.do that!. Ifyo11 do 1t '' 1ll sea l dea..th warrants of those men. B e ca refnl. I beg of The .M idllli!Jllt A ssass ins that stol e _YOUr ha1:p?on and your rope have the two owners of th1s lll t11 e ir c ] utches If you don't act w1th great car e C l en Slade and Dix Squire will b e murcle .red '' -CHAPTER. V. A SIIOT-GUN .\RGUMEN'r. 'l'herr is n o possible argunwnt that one c an set up in the face of a s hotg un. 'l'b c girl who had dra'\vn a bead on Cleu Slade and Dix Squire, was tall, lithe an d pretty as a spring mornin g S h e wore a clark suit of plouse and knickerbockers, whic h shO\Yed her graceful limbs, and left them free from the impediment that skirts would have added to them in the North-West desolate country with wide spaces of aln1ost d e s e r t land., and bits of fores t h e r e a'nd there. She wore a wide h a t and her great black eyes, and her black hair showed o ff t h e dead of h e r face, which was yet after all its pallo.r the face of a health)' girl of twenty year s or so. "Now, yo u men she called; whe n she was that neithe r C len or Squire was going to attempt to d1spute h e r command, "hands up,' come forward ihere, and t.ie these yonng men together." 'l'h e forms of two hulking savages came forward w ith stealthy, tread from the woods at. the, girl's c om-mand. One Indian was O lancho, the Spear, a thug of the kind; the other v vas \Vild Dog, a Chipewyan, and a noted c n t-throat of the t erritory. "Ugh!" crie d Ola.ncho. "Heap tie up white man!" Ti e deep f" said Wild Dog. "Cut hard!" He kept his word. When b e l1ad stopped binding up Clen and Dix tlle m e n felt as if they were bouuQ. i n iron bands. The blood seemed to b e starting from every pore under the pressure of the v;rillo'w withe s plac' e d upon them, which the Inc li aJas with true Indian dexterity .bound in the most crue l ma1m e r possible "Thr111 d er!" C leu said. "This hurts I tell you!', "Same h ere. Wonder what they are gojng to do with ns," return eel Dix. "We are in for son;te unpleasant time anyway. 1 The two men bore their troubles like heroes. But at the sam e time they h a d some curiosity as to their fate. They had not b ee n gagge d and, their capto;rs w e r e talking apart with the g i rL had plenty of time tb talk to each other. C len continue d the couv rsation. '' 'l'his must b e R a :yamon 's g irl. I mean the one that h eld us up," he said. "That's right! She's a wild-cat1 and has a very" .:teady hand OJ!! a gun, don' t you think?" "Ree-markably steady! I thOl\ght the next breath she wonld blow m v h ea d off i)l true female bandit stvle." "cc So clo I. Say, bnt she's a good-looker! "Nothing in or out of petti coats looks good to m e whc.n she h lds a gn 1 \ to my h ea d and say s 'Hold up Y01ll' hands "Pe l'haps you're r ight!" '' V\7h
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I THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 11 .,"Good_ looks and t emper do-?'t often go togeth e r. J am no.t hankermg after a wlfe of that stamp no1 am I hankering after any fnrther look at this young woman "What's her name?" 'Adele. '' "Aclel.e Yattemare. Not a bad name." "Name's better t han the ow ne1." ''What is she-French-Canadian 1'' "N-o. Jot exactly Her father i s a Frenc h-Cana. dian and her mother was a Chipewya n squaw. TheJ,; were married out here by a priest over at Hersc h e l Is land about thirty years ago. 'l'hey had two children Thi s girl and a son.'' "vYhat became of the son1'' ''He was shot in a salo on fight over at White Horse Rapids when tp.ere used to be a tov\r n of .that name there." '' The)7 planted the son h ow about the "That planted itself. Don't know why. It naturally quit easy like. It was a frontier town that lived on the trapper. By and b y game got scare up here, arid t;rapp ers did not trap hereabouts. So the town died and there's not much left there save the house of old Kayam. on Yattemare-he 's past seventy now-and t his girl and her Injun hubby, Olancho." "What becam e of OJ.ancho?" ''vVh a t becam e ofhim-what do vou mean? He was here a f ew minutes ago and von what be came of him when he began to bind us up '' "I mean what became of Olao cho when he married the girl? Her disposition would be to c h ase him out of the house with a broom.'' "I don't know' about that. They closav he's had hi s troubles. But au.yway, the girl's the worst t empered thing out of wild animal life in the North-West ."There's som e pretty nifty tempered thin_ gs in the wilcls. you know. 1 "w she's got an angry polar h eal a mile." ''Don' t like our outlook. '' "Neither do I. If she don't boil us in seal-oil we are lucky.'' ''I
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)2 THE AMERICAN JiNDIAN WEEKLY. there had b een thieves from the Vattemare gang at work, a; fact shrewdly and ye t not clearly proven. "In fact," saicl. Adele, "I am going t0 try and get som e of your ca sh to fill up my cas h-box for I heard you make a brag that you would get t o the one 0 f m y father 'Iii!'' nodded bris"W,y. "Oh yes," h e said. "I hear:d y u thi s time-also l e t me state to you tl;lat I did say that I was going to loot your father's and I'm goip.g to do it. Fur tl;ler l e t me tell yott that I am going to olean u,p your thieves' gang h ere in,cid entalJy." 'Adele's face was white with apge r at :fu'st. But the jo e o a prjsone1; bouncl and far from h)s threateu.ing er an(l the Vattemare gang of b andits, was to9 great fo;r her sense of h1: mm to stand. '.Ehe girllavg; c learl y unow clo you th ipk, Y.O 1 are going to accom plish ali. bis 1 ri e d Ade le. For answer Cl e n d1d a :tartling thing th, t created t error i n 1Jhe of his foe 01-JA.PTER. VI. A F ALL FOR LIFE. 0 1 J lade m a d e tb.e biggest g a1;1. d stand play of h is l'i:f:e l::Vigh t uo c l e r the of his foe$ h('l '\0\lu:ff o 'I1 whic]l h e r e e li ;oed and ;cit h a re so11uding era h h i .\rled hiin:;;eJ into t h e depths far bel ow. 1 WiJ ; h abso h 1 e nr:omptn e ss :Dix,, although h e h a d no til( jn advance, follow e d h i companiou in t h e same lUHDJl(ll'. By a wriggling of cenfine d Hmbs and a g r ea t writhe of l;lis body he followed CJen over the cliff and dow.m rinto the depths As Dix cras h e d t1uongh the tree s, the birds made a loud sc r eaming of many notes, a.Dd then a,ll was .st ill To Di:x;'s great as tonishm en.t h e f e ll only about fift ee n feet an .cl tl.l e fell 11pon a sanely b ank. 1 'l'h e faJll n early knocked the breatl;l out of him but h e ma1aaged t q get it back in a short space of time Just as h e was doing so he h eard the sibilant voice o f C le11 hiss in his ears. "Look out," C l eu said,., "come t his way!" "It's cleac easy to come runy you know, 'bound as I am," furious l y whispered bacli: Di'X. .A. smother ec1 laugh caused him to turn to where he sa w C len p e:r:.forrning the mo.' t astonishing ev olutions C le1,1 was s tam. ding by a ro c k, wit\! sharp, rough edges. lle was rnbbing liii wiHow g_ives on this rock and s lqwly b11t was free in g himse A h e c1id so, how ev.c1 h e wa.s making thel strangest kind of motions. His fa e was distraught w i t h tb' e pain of tryin g to stand upright bound, while his evolu tioJ;Js in att mpt1ng to cut t he willow ropes with the s harp eages of t h e rock, w r e as uncO"uth as a bear at a clancinO' party: "Do as I do," shrille d C l eo. "Hurry fo r your life! The men will IJ"e ql'l top of us in five minutes from the place w e jumped off.. H ea'l. t110se iDfernal bandits ye ll.'' 'rhe c ri es of the ou l a w s co1,1ld be plainly heard above \t:he party o n cli:ff "How clid yo u eve r clare to make this fall," Djx as h e assiduously applied his bonds to 'the other sie of the rock at which Clen was working and at the same 1Jime r epeated the eccentric motions of his fellow. "By using m y .bra ins cried Clen as he snapped hims elf free :;tt length and began rubbing his limbs to sta.:.;t c irculation. t1 -Soo n Dix. was f r ee also. clon t see what braj.ns had to do with that jump," said Dix. "You jumped off a rockiy bluff into what looked like a can:ro n two thousand feet deep. If_ your eom'in g out was not sheer bluff then I don t know what was "Bluff. You idiot! 1 WhY ; Dix I look e d dow1i wh jle that girl was tl1ings a,bout u s to the bluff and I saw a sg,uirrel run do w n a tree and then I saw 'him n0t two minutes later running along the e d ge of the c liff a,ncl jt seemed to me either he wq;s thq fastest squir rel I ever saw or he was the biggest jum'pe r b ecwuse ;it was easily ou.e hundred feet from the tree iu which I fi-rst saw to tihe pl'ace he was run ning." '' ViThat d oes that prove '' ''That h e was aib l e to run down the tnee to the grol'tnd and over the ground to the edge of the c liff. I argued from t hat there coul d n o t b e much of a fall froll'l where I was to t h e bott@om of tlie c l iff. Then I took a chance .'' \Vow! To0,k a c h anc e 1 I slionld say yo u did! It was >voncl,erful! }low in t l1e world you d ared take t h e chance, C len if yo1,1 'd fotm(l the bottom about ten 1 tmdred feet a,way instead of the ten or fift ee n feet, what you would h ave said woul d hacv.e b een a caution!" "Nonsense! I would not have said a thing. I could not l 1av e talked if I l1a, d wanted to a fall of t e n lnmdre d feef'' ''Well, i t wa:s the chance that won. I'm surprised at it. Very much surfprised at it. If it >asn t a nervy thing to do to l a un c h y ours elf on the evidence furnish e d tha.t sq 'nirre l into space J I'm a crazy man! Su pp0se there h a d been two squirrels, a,nd thjs .fact didn't chtwn on yo u before y ou jumpec11" ''I'd have to } ;tave it d,awn qu:.ic after I had jumped to know mucli about it. Bnt I f elt sure I had pi cke d the right squirrel. As it tmned out I did." "W-e-1-l, I 'll t e ll yo u I don't launch myself on to, the air over ca nyohs that look as if they d ow n a thousand eet or more on the sa y so of the bjggest squirre l that ve;r liv ed." C l e n smile d. '''l'hen,'' he adde d ''th e e were the trees It clidn 't seem to m e that thOSEl trees were half as t all a s looked-see they stunted J.naples-"-and they a ren 't only about sioc feet high. r1.1o look down on them. as we did above there i n the company of thos e outHt ;ws iook ecl as if we we re look jng clown i,u.to an iJ:nme;n)c:;e depth on top of trees far below us) but, r eal1y yo u s ee, we weTe only l ooking a few feet. The only danger of a jump see m ed to me that wewere l:louncl and might go down h ea d-first and break our foo l necks. As it is, :von "'c:;ee. >ve lauu1ecl on our-onch, I 'v13 wrenchecl. my b ac k a ll right--" "On ch! I 've wre11checl me eve r yw h e re," cri e d Dix. The two ymnijg men straighteoed and laughed merril y . "Funny game, isn't it,'.' remarked Clen. "Well, we've >VOB Otherwise wh at's the odds ? I would I,

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' THE AMERICAN WEEKLY. 13 rather have jumped off into the ten thousand-foot can yon you spoke o.f than have faced that girl further. I don't allow any one to rub it into me m::J.le or female." As he Clen dashed away hot footed down the banks of a w1de creek that along the sandy bank on which the intrepid men had fallen. They could hear above them a.s they crouched low in the shade of the trees and brush the oaths and shouts of their pursuers rn.shing forward at lightning speed down the side of the ravine, evidently thinking that the gully was a deep canyon and trying hard to find a place down which to clamber ''See,'' said. Clen, ''they are after us! They think the canyon falls down into great depths. I think we are saved if we run this way." S? SI?eaking C len ran stealthily through the woods 1mtll he was, as he supposed, far in the lead of his pur-suers. As Olen rounded a hit of roeky promontory, he sa;v d i,.rer:tly Mwarl of him the fonn of a man. The man was black-brovyed with a wealth of black hair that grew all over his fac e and fell to his waist. The hair tingecl with gray, a:ud while the eyeb ows of the man were also ):>lac k there was much gray with the ebon The winkled face showed the man to be well along i years. Bu,t l;lis form, due to hi(> long years of outdoor life, was erect and vigorous as a man still in his p1ime. "Halt!" The man yelled 'in a stern, yet low voice. "I-Iist up yer han' e'l I 'Il blow y' so full of holes thet y won '1i hold .water." A hugh revolver emphasized his WOJ.:dS. ''Trapped '' hissed Clen as h e f ell back before the raised weapon. Not so did Dix accept the order. He 1macle a grand leap forwa1cl jumped under the gun and pushing it upwar<;l fhmg the man backward on the as though he had heen a child. "Take that! 'snarled the ang1;y young man. The man "took it" hard because he clicln 't move but lay senseless whj l e Dix. his eyes still with bat,tle ligh.t 1an onward followed by Clelf. ''Did you kupw who th?t was ,'' grinned Clen as he ran forward and join,ed his running mate. "No. Nor I dicln 't care. I had no gun. He had a gun. I have a gun!" "It was the outlaw chief, old Kayamon Vattemare," replied Clen. "Well, I hope the fall has kmecl him! If I 'cllrnown it was he I would have .shot him with his own weapon." "Never mind. We have his gun and are free a"D.y way.'' "Not so free as you think jw;lging from the sounds coming l?ehind us. The outlaw pack is in full cry. They can take their time in following us for in this soft bottom land we make a tenderfoot could follow.'' "That's right," said Clen, "I know a way to obviate that." He made a hop, step a jump to a tree ten or :fif teen feet away. The tree was a fallen monarch of the forest He ran a long the tree to its end which was at .least fifty feet from where he 'jumped. Then Clen made another leap to a tree still further on and then climbed up one that stretched its head high in the air up the side of the canyon the men had beeu ruuning along. Tl1en when he had reached the top of the tree Clen made a leap to the top of the canyon,, which now was level with him; as the canyon from the po int where he hacl fust jumped into it had deepenecl1 as he and his companion ran along, so that the trees in effort to reach the upward light appeared to be growing talLer and tall er. This brought Clen, who was closely followed by Dix, to the tableliJre top of the plateaux similar to the portion they had stood upon when held up by Adele Vattemare, and about a mile from where she was now ;rush ing clown in the canyon in company with her h,usbancl, Olancha, and Wild Dog. "Hear them shrill out their savage yells," said Clen, as he paused to take breath. '' 'l'hey are yelling madly enough!'' replied Dix. 'l'here came a dead silence. "What do you think made asked Dix. ''What d' you suppose t,hat asked Dix again. ''The y hw e foun,cl the ruffian you b'it in the nose and robbed of his gun, replied Ole n. "Goodness knows they'll yell about it before long.'' The words were verified by a strenuous scream from tL1 e canyon. "Yes, they found old Vattemare! I wonder if the villain js dead?" dryly remarked Dix. "He was hit hard en,ough to kill most any man. I saw his heels go higher than his head as he went over backward.'' A snarl in which their ;names could be plainly heard came floating up from the canyon. ''They are next to us all right,'' remarked Clen. "It's time for us to cluck." ''Quack!'' replied Dix. ''Here they come I'm go ing to take a shot at Wild Dog any way.'' Dix steadied the revolver in his hands and the sharp report, and puff of smoke sent to the climbing Indian below a message in the shape of a lead bullet with a steel nose. ''You got him '' cried Clen as Wild Dog threw up his hands and spun about on his heeL. CHAPTER VII. / THE ASTONISHED OUTLAWS. In, the ot'ltlaw ranks nothing came so quickly as the escape of the two prisoners in the memory of Olancha of the Spear, his white wife, Adele, daughter of the outlaw, Kayamon Vattemare1 and Wild Dog, the Chipewyan . In the flash of an eye-lid Clen Slade and Dix Squire jumped into space an,cl went crashing into t h e depths below. No one of the outlaws believecl _but that the here was hundreds of feet deep. . That the canyon rose to a sort of sanely hilly space r1ght here, and was deeper two hundred yards either way from the outlaws was not known to them. They fancied that the uniform depth was tP,e same all the length of the canyon, which was only a deep fissure in the mountain over which they had passed earlier in the day. . Every one remembered the steep sides of the canyon as they descended them on one side and ascended them on the other to the point where they now were standing. The deceptive look of the trees beneath them; the

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. 14 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY entire arrangement of tbe scen i c effects s howed them t.o t h eir minds, that Olen ;:mel Di x h a d dashed themel ves to death. "rrhcy kille d themselves rath e r than get into trouble with u s / an .cl put up a ransom,'' shuddered Adele, her ey s c l ondy with thought. "Those men have sand!" T o a girl like Aclele the pos. ess ion of personal comage called in America "sand" is something to 9e more admired than brains; out there courage was needed more than brains; an ounce of physical strength was bett<'r than an onnce of brains in coping with mere physi c al con ditions as t h e trackless North-Wes t always holds. B u t Adel e while admi r in g comage bad some brains of her own. S h e ca lled her husband over to h e r h ere. yon," she cried, with the white woman's cont "ml;>t after all for the reel-man eve n if he her Lord and master. "Wh a t d'y think of that jump? "Both cl.,ead. H eap jump it. Canyon damn deep there,'' Olando ;;a id. "Ugh!" cried \i\Tild Dog. I go see." With extreme caution Wild Dog began to l e t himself down over the brink of the canyon, h anging on to shrn bs, and trees, and going clown gingerly lest he los e hi s footing and fall to the ground, which he assumed was many thousand fee t more or l es s below him. "I tlrink those chaps aren't dead," remarked Adele to her subn'lis sive husband who hardly dared say his soul was his own half i;he t im e, and whose name the g irl wonldnot b ea r calling always Adele V atte-mare. \i\Thy e h ? ; "'.L'hat c hap O len i s a pretty li,kely fellow I wish I'd met him before I married you-I'd never married voul'' oimicho sco-wl e d but b eing used to these little family jars said nothing. ''I wish yo n had m e t hin\ ,'' he growJed to himself . "Don't get stnly.'; sneered Adele. You aren/ t so many for a husballCl as you think'. I th{lre's anything m ea n e r thm1 an Injun I'd like to see him at that!" "Or meaner than a white wife," put up the now thoro u ghly angry A(lele calmly l eaned> forward and slap-ged her liege lord's face "Shnt up!" s h e said "I hate to hear you open your face." Except to shrug his shoulders the Indian made no movement; h e knew he was helpless. An angry woman ha s the best man in the world at a disadvantage. "Yon listen to me," said A d e l e "Those men knew what t he y were about-I will bet that the chap Olen knew what he was doing--" A wild cry from the scout Wild Dog ca me up from b elow. 'rhc n the branches of a stunted maple parted and there stood th!J Indian his head onl y a fe w feet away. "\Vhat d' y' think of that 1 gasped Adele. "I knew it! Thos e tre.es shielded us from knowing that the canyon here peaked a hill and that those men were 011ly risking a fall of a few feet.'' Adele's inte lligence told her that tmdoubted y the two men had in some way or other had knowledge of tpc fact that they were not jumping to death. ").Jot snch a sandy man as I thought," she sneered. "Bnt h e knows how to get out of a hard hole. Why Elidn 't I see this first ? Th e m e n have es'caped easily by this time.;, Acle l e knew that O l en and Dix in some way would free themselves from their bonds and escape. "Why didn' t I kill them both when I had the drop on them," she whisp e red to herself. "It beats all what a heart I've got!" 1 "You big fool! You tink white man ri-i-c-e S b you don' t k-e-e-1 him q"u e -e-k,'' crie d Adele's husband. "Yon now h ave to, f ig-h-t white man. He s-o-o-n know everything.'' Adele's eyes darkened with hate and r a ge. '' 'l'h a t 's the trouble We aren't safe a minute. He'll find out our secrets-- "Shet up," crie d Ol ancha. "Don/ t say n-u-t-t-i-n. Can't a-f-f-o-r-d t0 t-a-k-e chan st. Do n-o-t even t-a-1-k of dem tings!. D-a-n-g-e-r even to t-al-k 0f that 'ting!'' .1\dele nodded. The mysteries of the midnight assassins must not be talked about. That she knew. Nor m1;tst b e dis c o ve r e d by the two enterprising young men. 'l'hat she knew also. There were some things that had b etter be kept a c lose s ecret by the few members of the V ,attemare band, the girl knew, and she kne w further that if the secret w as discovered, the power of the family would be br0ken forever and there would be o:riiy one course to take; either te die -in the defence of the .secret or to run away as fast as circumstances would permit. "Or, thought Adele, "t.o murder tb.e two skunks that l had in the of my hands. What a fool I've bee;1!" 1 1 This by the way is what one always ''Come on,'' cried Adele to her husband, as she rushed d own ,the ascent to the side of. Wi.J.d Dog, who showed her how easy after all the two men had es-caped. -"No fall 'tall," grunted Wild Dog: "Not over ten feet," speculated Adele. "Easy people we were to let 'em get with it sne.ered tlite girl. ''Chumps!'' growled Ola.nc ho who h::j.d joined the .company. . "Dey smart men,') suggested Wild Dog. "Too smart for .us. I we don't get them they -11 break up housekeeping for the tribe of Vattemare I just guess.'' This remark was greeted b y sage shaking of the head by the two Indians. ''Well, it's up to us,'' remarked .A,dele. ''If. we don't get those men it's 'up to them to get us-any trail there Wild. Dog 1" This question was -asked of the Indian wlio was covering the ground like a pointer dog in his anXiety to find whic h way Olen and Dix had gone. "Ugh!" cried the. Indian at length. "I find heap rushed .forward as he sp oke followed by the rftmamder of lns thug party. "Look,'' cried Adele, they went see?" "Y-ep!" cried Olancho. "Broad trail slj ,ow.'' .AJl '\Went welltmtil the party darted around the turn of the rocks where Olen and Dix had met Kayamon Vattemare:

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, ...#. THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 15 'l'h e a o ed ruffiail nad returned t o earth. I Ii s had b een w o o l-gath e ring owin g to the t r e m e n d o u s bl o w h e h a d r ece iv e d H e wa;:; ki c king hi s leg s like a g iganti c .straddle -bug hither and thithe r in a n effort to ge t up. 1 ''A man! ' c r ie d A d e l e as s h e h alte d and gaz e d a h ea d Rs s h e saw the struggling f orm. "The n the man i s hurt-no, he isn't, w h y, it's dad!" A d e l e gave a shrie k o f surprjse ec ho e d b y her bus l r a nd and W ild Dog. S h e r a n hurriedly f o r ward with t h e Indians a h ea p goo d s ec ond. -crie d Ol a n c ho "it i s the old m an_!" These loud s h outs w e r e the o ne s C l e n and DJX a b ove their h eads as the two men p ee r e d clown m h Q p es of s eeing the i ; r pursue rs. ''Ur"'-h! Whe r e a1rv I gurg l e d Kayamon '! atte m a r e a s l:te f elt of his no se. "Wha t h appe n e d ? D1d the skv tumble in ? ''No his dutiful daughte r r eplie d. "You old skate hit y ou in _the nos e!'' , "Naw the old outla w rephe d No on e bit me. S k v f ell i11." Olan c bo grinne d and winke d at Wild Dog. If the sky h i t : v ou it hit y o u o n your nose," r e iuauk e d Adel e I n eve r saw a bigge r trunk out of a circus among the el ephants. It's a beaut!" Kay amon l aughed in spite of hims elf as he shut on e e y e abel peered at his nos e whic h indee d vvas a muchl y abuse d 0rgan. -"I r e m e mb e r two m e n c0n).in' a runnin' down th' ca n y on,'' the aged thug muttered. '''One tall, the otbe11 a little shorte r ?' querie d Ade le "Yep!" "The n what I h eel m e gun up and som e on e took 1t from me b y clod o-in' unde r e t. The n th' sky f e ll. Hokey Sna k e s I n : v e r s ee n a skv tumble in th' w a y thet did. 'You're c'i a zy i !fhe sky didn't fall. What p eued was that the y oung men-on or b9th-handed you one rtraight from the shoulder-and there you are.'' '' 'fhe r e I was,'' said _Kay amon he glanced the d ent hi s prostrart e form had made m the earth. But I m up" now. Here I am!" . 'fhe aged pirate look e d at Jus nos e n?w m horror. H1s wits w e r e c oming bac k ancl_lh e shook h1s fist a,nd danced in rage. ,, K \'" I ll' h a v e the blood of the man that h1t me? aya-mon howl e d and this was no idle threat coiTIJng from a man with his ;-ecord of blood. -kill him on sigh t One o' f ellers _gnnme gill?-. Olan ho shoved a b e aut1ful .45 in the old man's hand. . .. Kayamon had full y r e gain e d his s e ns e s now and was looking for trouble. I "Come on," he shrieked a s he rushed down t_rail afte r the fleeing white-m e n bound to take their hve s i f h e could find them. 'fhe party came at halt' wh e n had reache_d tree whe r e the ruse of Cl e n and DJX had b een tned m the hop e s of evading the p'arty of thugs. The effort only checked the advance. Wild Dog, who was scout for the quar tette, soon penetrated the of _the trml and the attempt of Dix and Clen to mislead h1m. "Ugh!" he c1: ied. "This way!" 1 lm s i t w as t hat t h e outlaws began a scen ding the stee p agai n and t hu s i t w a s tha t Di x t ook a s h ot at \ Vild D og whi c h t hat w orthy r ece i ve d smack in his shoulde r. A s t ee l-no se d bulle t of heavy ca l i b e r eve n i n the shoulder o f a n Indian produce s much confus iop. and as \Vild Do g th1;ew h is arms in t h e air and spun around o n b i s h ee l b y the impact o f t h e s hot, h e was "out" in a se c ond 'l h e v hi t e men d i d not await t h e further onslaught of the ene m y -Ins t e a d they charged head d own throug h the forest bac k to wh e r e t h eir h o rses w e r e an d in a trifling length of t ime w e r e away and r e t r a c ing t h eir step s o n horse b ac k to w ard H e r s c h e l I s l and, whil e b e h ind t h e y cou l d l r e a r the sbr i eks of v engean ce of t h e robb e r-b a n d '''fa Ta '' c r i e d Dix as h e w ave d hi s han d at the form o f A d e l e wh o was sending in effe ctua l shot ,in t h e di rec ti on of t h e t wo m e n. W ell, I ll w a ge r t hat we will see t hat girl later e h adde d Clen. They d i d unde r more s t artling circumstances! CHAPTER VIII. A STAGE-C O ACH H OLDU P Th e stagecoac h t hat runs b etwee n the point w h e r e t h e passe n gers tak e a b oa t a t H ersc h e l Island for Fort Andrew s e i ghty mil es away, rnns throug h t h e h a mlet o f White Horse R a pids. That is, it runs thro u g h t h e hamlet of Vatte m a r e for the re's n o one in t h e h a mlet h ardly save t h e outlaw and his band. F o r rr.asm1s. b est .kno w n to h i ms elf Kayam on V a t t e m a r e did not wish t o hold u p t h e c oa c h in spite o f the f ac t that it w a s fill e d with t r easures u s u ally i n t h e way of mone y and g old dust, b eca u se t h e O lttlaw knew that th e w ould purs u e a ro a d agent to his grave, but they would g e t him. The y had 'to do this b ec ause if they did not the:r would b e "he ld-up right along 'It was this reason tha t l e t the c oa c h b y t h e Vatt ema r e game wh e n it made i ts r egula r weekly trip. In winte r c o ac h b eca m e a dog sl e d and too k no p a sseng ers and onl y run when it c ould. In summ e r it ran quite r egularly, a lthou g h t h e l i n e had queer m otive pow e r for some t im e s it did its busi n e ss c ano e s s om etime s b y fur packets on d e Vious rivers, som e tim es b ? clog s l e ds s om etime s ]?y stage c o ac h es s o that no trave l e r s ov e r the line from Fort A ndre ws up could h ave an y ki c k c omin g on methods of trave lling. 'l'h e y had e v e r y thi n g eve n to walking. save st ea m lo c omotives! and any way_it was fun. On the c oa c h this trip was the driver 'Sammy Drake, who b y the way was diff erent from most stage-coac h drivers; h e kne w how to talk the English language 'rhere was also a bo y, Harry Willis in searc h of ad v enture and buying it at the expenditure of muc h of his father's c ash H e was 17 y ears old from Boston and knew a ,thing or two about the East if not much about the West. There was no one els e the coach this trip, so just as it was wheeling into Vattemare its driver Sammy Drake was considerabl y surprised to have a tall man with a bit of cloth on his fa ce for a mask1 with places

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16 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY: slit for e e ing and lneathing; his coat turned wrongside out and a big gun in his hands, pop out of thl:l bushes. "Now, t h en ? the Road Agent cried. "Hands up The celerity wh i ch Sammy Drake and' Harry Willis pierced the air with their outstretched hands was a caution "Ha! Ha!" cried the boy. "This is dead funny!". ''Shut up!'' snapped the outlaw. ''If you don 't, I'll make you food for worms.'' "Angle or death?". asked the bo y Sammy Drake sm il ed But i n a low tone he a dmonished the boy. "Be ca r eful! Some of these Road Agents shoot quic k. "Le t him shoot," replied the bo y. JHe can't shoot me but once if he does it quick. What I'm laughing at i !(he fact that I'm {1at broke. I haven't got a cent -and me liamouds are in pawn!'' 1 "What CJ; iecl t h e Road Agent. "Nuttin' from ye fer "Naw .. r e joined the boy, Harry Willis, "nuttin, as you put it, unless yo u want to eat me. I'm stone broke.'' ...r,. ''How about y ou, Sammy D .--'' questioned the li-oad Agent. "Me? Oh, I ain't got nathing," rejoined Sammy. "I blew my roll in at farp before I l ef t Herschel Landing with this coach.'' The out l aw swo,re in his hroat. ''How. about the treasure bo x 1 '' h e yelleq. ''Sling that onil. It's got money, hasn't lt i;n ''Providing Adele would run, I' she snapped. '' W:Q.ich she won't. You r e a fresh guy '' "Not as fres h as the charming Adele," mocked the Road Agent. "If she doesn t .care, I'll order this coach to ge onward, because you can't get money out of a stone or a couple of fellers .like that baby up there and1 Sammv Drake.'' Theie was an exp losion from Harr y Willis. He blew up like a reel-hot boile1;-. "I ain't no bo. b y he cried. "Come,clo: wn and I'll show you any time in pld Boston that I ain't!'' Adele l aughe d . ('Cute kid, isn t h e 1 'I she saicl. ('I'm half in love with him.'' Rattlesna k e Hank waved his revolver at Sammy Drl:).ke. ' "Drive on,'' he cried l!'m going to kee p all peo, ple gal would f a ll in Jove with off the job..i..-.she can't b e in l ove with her husband...,-he 's an Indian!' Aclele .'s eyes snapped. Th e stagec oach stwrtecl away while Samm y Drake and Harry Willis g l ee fully shook eac h other by the hands. ''Wow I the candy kid!'' c;r1ed. Ha'rry as he' took a big roll of bills out of his pocket. I "Dad sent me this p elf befor e I left Herschel L anding. Say, if there isn' t a couple of thou' here I'm a g oa,t! "Ha! cried Sammy. "Likewise Ho! Say, Kid, at l eas t ten thou;' in gold dust 'right inthat treasure b04 and I've gat a .. C0Uple o thou I o f my own stacked awa,y b esi des in a b elt about my waist. Wow! We get away, for it!" '' 's a bum Road Agent,'' cri ed Harry in dis gust. "He' took our word for it and not once put up a holler and tried to see if we were lying.'? Sammy winked. '' N-o-o. You're in wrong this trip!'' ca lml y replied Samm y '' '1'1 ere ain't a cent in the treasure box this trip. decided not to send any; stuff this trip for tbe reason t hat .the gold-dust b een all ab-sorheg up at the Island. In fac t there ain't, n9 dust there. 'l'heee a in t no hiUs. Th ere ain't nothing at all , ye lled the outlaw. '' 'l'hat s it!' crie d Samm y !..'There ain't enoug h stuff in this 'trip to pay the horses' feed. We only make it in hopes of doing some biz on the up trip.'' ','Seem ed t' me," h e said, "the Road Agent vvas busi er admiring Adele Vattemare t _han he was lookin fer golcl-sa.y he's plumb crazy! She's meaner than the hubby she has and h e is the meanest thing on tli'ls earth. Say, they both, ha;ve notorious tempers With this ;remal'k the, stage-coach went on J unrobbed. A remarkab l e1 r e .cord-but there was a secret reason why' itvvas not robb ed1 d eepe r tlian even Sammy1Drake 'l'he I s l anguage wa,s dreadful. I got h ere an' been stuck up like a fool," he said ''in tead of 'Sticking up yqu people at this gun's mout\1 Y" "You have," briefly rejoined Sammy. '' l:s tbere n,o cas h on the coac h ?'' "Not a s u e markee !" ''Is there nothing in any of your "Nothing. replied Sammy. "r ot a penny," added Harry Willis. There was the merry tinkle of a woman's voice. The party tmned their ey,es to the road-side where stood, gracefu ll y leaning upon.her rifle, the beautiful form and face of Ade l e Vattemare, the wife of Olanclio, The Spear, laughing in great m e rriment. you suppose that if there had ever been a chance to get away with anything on t his coach that I would not have taken it?" the girl cried gaily. "Who i this out ider that comes here, any way, in our Is there no honor among and Harry Willis kne .w. This reason will later. As 'bbe u ill'o bb ed coach drov e @n the outlaw' who called himself Rattlesnake Ha:i:J.k was busily engaged in' talking to Ade l e V attemare. ''We ll,'' h,e said, outlawing isn't much good any more. I ain't got a good thin' g in so long-" he shook his nead in. sadness: ''What's the. queried Adele. The outlaw pulled out a big roll of hills. Th e top one was a hundred dollar
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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 11 ''How you flatter! 'rhat.'s all that can make my eyes sparkle!'' . "Good! Then you stick to me and we '11 both wear diamonds. I'm ready and can make your eyes sparkle -every day in the week.'' '' Do:o 't let Olancho hear :you talking that way to me. He's pretty handy with weapons "I don't care hovv handy he is He can't keep his wife from: Uking to look at my money.'' 'l'he girl smiled. -' 'W e1l she said. "\Vhere did yon get that cash 1''. ''Same old way.'' "How was "Hold-u:gs, g amblin' robberies-you ought to know mel" though. They bring in the stuff in soap boxes Now, I'm going ter git th' coach thet hez it ef it takec; m e a year.'' "Oh!" "I suppose you know that the coach I just let go had probably ten or fifteen thou' on it-that ain't what I wanted.'' "Most outlaws would b e s a tisfied with that muc h. '1 "Y-a-ss. But you know well! as I do that the fir s t time the c oa c h is really, robbed is the last whack I'll ge t at h e r. 3:'he man that robs this hyar coach has got to skip the minni .te h e has robb e d the thing. For as soon as the re s a warnin' to the Stage Company', they'll start t' git that feller; and git him they will if he ain't fly "That' s why we've kept our hands. off the coach for "I suppos e I bad, but I don't." Rattlesnak' e Hank. "Who's he?:' so many' years.'' "I twig. \,al1, t e r give y ou no guff, I've fixed up a deal wharby me and m y partner is going to rob this "Pretty well known gun-man and o;utlaw up at Nome, on Alaska ,side.'' . "You may b e but I don't know as I'-ve ever heard of you:'' 1 "Yot1 wottld if I'd knowu h e w very' bright your eyes w e r e.'' ."Oh, drop thati! T ell me why yo u a re ''I eame to hold up that coach .'' "Where 'Non1e." "W y01, L might as w @ l iiltaye d for all the good it did y:ou.'' "Oh, I got what L was after." "Wliat was ''Information.'' "What was the ''That the big gold fro;m the uppe r West Y territory diggings l;tasn 't. com e ov e r y et. '' Ovm: in tb'e coach?'' "Yes." l "Did'n1t know that it went b y in ihc cqach. ' ''Say, you're a fine lot of outlaws! Why, that' s the cream chees e of th e .year! It's a melon vv.orth cutting. Say, gal, you're qeh1nd the times! Your old ,man ain't no good-and an In,jnn husband! Say what? Adele grew angFy at once. ,the most impudent man I met, she cried. "What right have you any way to come here a:pd talk this way to ''"What right have yon to call yourself an outla w ant'! let good things get by you the way you're doing. Y o u make weary!'' ''What things?'' . ''The coach-and fifty thousand dollars m dust on 1t in its treasure' box, and gold and silv e r in bars, wuth fifty thousand more-say, gal you liked my bank roll, 'think what it would wi-nd up, eh ? Say you an' I'd be liappy fer lif e on our share!" color deepened. She surely was extremel y pretty. "Say, we never heard of all this ? We didn't kn. ow there was enough gold dust hereabouts to make a rmg for a cJ:rild." "I suppose not. Say, gal, they keep it dead secret up at Hersche l Island that this is so. The Hudson's Bay Company don't let on that there's a speck of gold being bought by them! The Eskimos know all about it, hyar coach th' n ext trip down." "Your partne r ? Th e girl s eyes w e r e suspi c ious. "You b et!" "\iVhat' s lti s nam e ? ''Short C ard Tommv ' "A skin gambler, is Short Card "Bette r not sa y that-to your everlastin' good I t ell y e!" "Wh:y "Beca use Tommy i s a short-card man all right If the r e 's an y a c es in the p ack h e '11 hold em out fer him s elf h e nce his name Short Card. Every deck he deals w ith i s short some c ards, all right, whe n h e g e t s through a gamblin game, but say, he is squ eamisb about a n y one's t e llin him thet. I ve s e en him sho o t up a whol e compn'y f e r t elling him he was a 'skin an' e f y should sa y it t' him h e might f e r git yer a pretty gal.'' '' Oh L e t u p on my looks S a y where s this fighting pa'i:tne r of For ans w e r Rattlesn a k e Hank whistled long and shrill. A f ac unmaske d stuck itself out o'f the bu. sh es I t was the face of a man with a b eard, close c u t black and with a huge pair of old fashioned moustaches. H e w a s dre s se d like Rattlesnake Hank, in an old sui t of cloth es. p a t c h e d and dirty, held up b y a strong b elt in whi c h bristle d some very fin e r e volvers like R a t-tlesnake 's of high powex His h air was long and h e look e d a broke n down "sport," and outlaw to perfection. "Whadeyewant, Short C ard asked in a d eep snarling voice. "You!" "Whatdye l e t the coach gofe r ? aske d Short Card Tommy who e vid ently had a habit of running his weirds all in togethe r. "Te ll y' som e time-I want y ou to b eintroduced t m e n ex' wife ?'' "FI;aw! cri e d Short Card with a low wave of his time-stained sombrero. Short Card then pulled anothe r bigger roll of bilis from his pocket. ''I'll )Jet you fifty dollars ,'' said Short Card, ''that you're in wrong '' "He is all right," Adele. "He's a chump from

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' 18 THE AMERICAN INDIAN W E EKLY t h e w ord go. One hubby i s a H tha t I can stand fora lth q u g h I '11 agree tha t I w i s h I was si.ngle again!" 'l'h e t w o road-agents roare d. "?'ha t s the t alk ( Howe v e r I'll stop joking 'now," crie d Hattlesnake 1Iank. "In f act I'll t ell you what ) m h e r e for b esides holding up of the coach." \Vh a t i s i U querie d Ade l e now all curiosity. I w ant to know if the r e 's any c h a n c e git ye and .ver c ro wd inter es t e d in m y outlaw plans 1'' "You m ean to hold np the coach whe n it's going through vvith the tre a sure next asked Ade l e ,.... "Tha t 's wha t I m e an Ade l e turne d the -qne s tion ov e r in h e r active mind. S h e k n ew the situation of h e r fat h e r h e r husband and h e r se lf. . ) f the y r emained longe r in tne t erritory tlhngs might h e m a d e t o o hot for the m. there was the m yste r y that sh e had the key to and, t h e n t h e r e was the question of the A.?atia Sta? and the two own e r s o f the craft, Clen Slade and Dix Squire who bad esca p e d the earnest search of herself, Olan c ho and Wild Dog. Wonld no t Slade and Sqnire bring down upon them the entire /lrn ti c S tar If so, her old father, h erseJ, a'n d tbe two Indians w ere harcUy able to cope with the mariners; h e r e s eemed to be raised up two outJaws, d espera t e m e : n and the y would any way add to"' the fig h ting force that might have to meet. the sailors. Tt would oo no lunm to t emporize: h e r e Ade l e annotmc ed. "You fellows can talk it ov e r with You stay here and !'ll g o and se e dad. I 'Jl b e back in an hour. Possibly he want to tall,'to yo11. Will yon fellows wait here?'' rrhP-r e was a quee r g l eam in the eyes of Hattlesnake Hank which w a s answe r e d by a stra11ger glint in the eye s of Short Card 'l'ommy as Adele spoke. "Snre w e wiJl wait." c ri e d Hattlesnake Hank, "if yon g e t a mov e on y'gal." 'fhe two outlaws sat down, on a log to await Adele's r e tuxn as the girl vanis h e d in the trees. ' CHAPTEEIX. THE rLOT REVE A LED. Rattl e nake IJank a)1c1 Short Card Tommy sat like .tone s nntil the la&t. ouncl of the steps and progress of t h e hurry in g girl was follow e d b y the silence of the wooc1s. 'J'h e n Ila11k winke d at 'l'omm y G ood work, hoy!" he said in the well known ac1. r ent of C l e n Slade '.rommy no othe r than Ihx Squire twisted his face up into a knot and whistled. "She f ell for' it, all right, Dix said. "Say, I didn't think our old hunting suits wonld go over this way. lVIy, 'vhat a fierce outlaw you were-are, I fnean! A Jittle bit of a walnut, and a little hit of water make a g r eat dye-say, your own mothe r wouldn't know you.'' "'l'hat false b eard looks like the real thing. To say nothing of the hair that goe s with it. By crickets, yon 're the goods all right!'' Olen smiled. "If,we ain't the two outlaws, he remarked. : oiclu 't I hold up that coach in good "You did it with n professional air truly commendable.'' "I was sc:art half out of my wits fearing that we would have to rob the coac h 1in c ase Sm:qmy .Drake flung the tr-easur e box at 11s." "Sassy kid, that boy was with Sammy." "That's right. I knew the boywellrlast \Vinter. He was on our ship a lo,t of wap Sammy. I've taken many a dollar off him at draw-poker last winte r hut h e nevf)r tumbled to us.'' "If he did he didn't give in to it and let us know. I t e ll ) OU I didn't think it r equired so much to stand out and say 'Hold up your hands' in a gr1;1.:ff tone, but it does You know what you've got to do in the way of shooting whe n you -say that, if the P.assengers or guard don't fling up their hands and,. I was scared all' right for fear they wouldn't and I'd have to shoot . It woul'd mean you know that .if I didn't shoot I'd get shot f
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THE AMERICAN INDIAN1 WEEKLY. 19 so dead hard as one would think' out here-it would be safe enough to do it. Who'd ever know 1 Wli'b 'd ;rever look np a couple of dead outlaws as we are supposed to be ? ' The two d esperate young adventurers laughed at each other grimly. "Nice dangerous little game vve are up-against, isn't it?'' suggested Dix. "Plenty much exc itement" in this'for ours. But I'm going after the loot of that gang.'' ''Going to run away with the girl1'' "Heaven bid! I d rather elope with a tiger." ''You certainly made her think you were clean gone over her." '-. "Yep! Part of :the campaign." "If she tells hubby the Injun he'll make you look like one of those things they steam cabbage in." ''A cola der1'' "That's it. Dinner wouldn't be bad for me now. I'd eat cabbage and a 'bit of corned beef with pleasure." "r haven't had anything but cold sandwiches since we left the ship. Sanwiches wit pig in between as the 'witch' ain't bad for awhile but I'd hate to look a decent hog in the face.'' ''Judging from the piesent price of pork you would find it an expensive proposition to look any hog in the face-look out! Here comes your charmer Adele at a good swift canter. Seems a pity such a pretty girl is mar:t ;ied to a red Indian.'' '-'No acco'unting for tastes said the pretty gal when she the cow., ''Shut up! Here she is.'' Adele spoke as soon as she was in h;J.iling distance. "The old man said that if you'd come to -the shack he'd talk things over with you,'' Adele remarked. "How's hubby? asked Clen, falling back into his disguise as Rattlesnake Hank. "Is he anxious to see "Hubby appears to trouble you a more than he does me,'' Adele remarked. / ''There's some wives that ain't never much put out by a hubby,'' said -Dix ar;; he toyed with his Short Card Tommy make-up. -.... "You're aren't you 1" asked Adele. ''Like lettuce. '' ''Or grass,'' remarked Rattlesnake Adele lau.ghed at the two men. "I don't know much about general outlaws," she said, ''but you are two merry guys, only you don't string me as much as you think you do.'' 'rhe girl led the way rapidly to a trail through the woods Her agile form flitted ahead so rapidly that Clen and Dix had to work hard to keep up : with her. At the end of a mile of stiff climbing they all came out into a beautiful valley. It was sunk in a sort of crater like depression. the l)ottom of the depression was a spring of water . It bubbled UP. cool and invHing The spring ran over and made a clear .little brook that ran right down the hill to a point about half a mile away where it settled itself once and for all in the river which here began boi'ling and tumbling over the rocks in the well known White Hors. e Rapids. The :Mackenzie River, is in itself a noble stream, and its great fall of water in a narrow canyon with huge \. rpcks over 'vhi c h the water seethed and bubbled made a fine display. 1 ''Pretty place this,'' remarked Rattlesnake Hank. ''Sylvan scene. Wood nymph at my elbow, com ing here in guise of reel-man hubbY,". Great place for a hone ymoon-say, what's your name, ''Adele .'' \Vell, Adele what's the ciga r store Injun's name coming here towards us 1 '' my husband.'' "Nice name. Name got the owner beat, hasn' t V.,T ell, :Mrs. Olancho, introduce me t' the noble red-man.'' The introduction was made and Olancho, who had no knowledge of the com ing of thl! two men, was a shade more impassive than ever. He was a true reel-man and did not let what he thought appear upon his face "This is Wild Dog ,'? added Adele as that Indian started forward with his left arm in a sling, and his shoulder done up, showing where the bullet that Dix fir.ed at him had taken effect. "Bunged up, eh 1" 11leasantly said Short Card Tommy. "Ugh!" r ep lied Wild Dog. "Gun "Yep." "Git t 'other ''Navv.'' '' 'l'het 's bad! Git him so1ne other time, eh "Ugh!" Wild D og snarled and walked away. "Pleasant time a c o min, fer' feller thet shot up your Wild Dog, Adele. What kind o:f a dog is French poodle or fox hound1'' ''Bloodhound!'' "Dangerous beast to put about with. You'd better muzzle that fellow.'' "Hadn't you better try it1" asked Adele with a smirk. "I ain't hankerin' fer the job," replied Rattlesnake Hank. ''Only' man Dm after is your lord and master. I 'dlike t o make a charming of you ''Wish yon would,'' whispered Adele .with a shrew9glance at Rattlesnake Hank. "I will," that worthy said as he winked at Dix. "My, but you're going some," said Short Card Tomm y with a lifting of the eyebrows. ''Here's dad,'' 1 emarked Adele calmly as she mo tioned to Short Card Tommy to leave Rattlesnake Hank and Kayamon Vattermare together. The old outlaw Thoked at Rattlesnake Hank with two bright and inquiring eyes What he thought was not shown by his face. Rattlesnake Hank tried hard to get at the. mind of the old man hy a crafty search of his countenance Vattemare broke the silence. ''You two men are of our he asked in a hoarse growling voi.ce ''We are.'' "You are from "Yes." "When did you leave ''Three nio:Qths agp. '' "Place got too hot." I ,''.Strong-arm work?'' "Somewhat." )

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "Police after you ? "In droves." "Had hard time in skipping them?" "Hardest ever! They chased us far over the border into Brit1sh orth-America." "Oh !" "You have heard our plans from ypnr daughter?" Yes "What do you think of them 1 "Goocl-if they work. No good-if they don't." ''Do you declare yourself in o:o. the pot ? '' "Can't say yet. Got to have more light." "All right. We are here to give it." '' W1i did von seek us out?'' Where did you hear of tls?' ... ''At Herschel.Islan d.'' '' Oh! What asserted about us there?'' '' Oh, a lot of p(!ople said that you were the worst thief iJ;L the territory.'' "Did, eh ? What did you think of that statement 1" "'l'holl ght it was true. If it hadn't been and you're I an hone s t man, m m wrong. K ayArnon Vattemare laughed. "We ll I gue ss you ain't in wrong. I'm a thief all right!" "I don t know. I m not so crooked that I'd lie crooked in a b ed : but I'm some on annexing other peo-ple 's cash.'' Both of th e men grinned in. SYJ:p.pathy. your plan, suddenly V{1tHm; tare. "GooCl!" "I think von can make it stick." "So do I.'" ''There's only on e thing agin it thet I see.'' "What's that 1 '"rl\e get away." '' Oh that' s easy.'' "Don't be too sure." 1 "My pla n is to rob the coach aJld hustle back to the about a hundred "Al1!" I ' "Your fnjl!l.n people probably know the woods an, d can take us where we are safe from pursuit.'' <'The y Jc:o.ow the woods all right! I they might l e ad us wh ere the h'and or foot of a white man has nevc1 been seen. There's ma;n" y such places within a hundred miles of here." "Excellent! You see that's why I came to you I can stick up the coach and get the boodle but getting o-6: with i t through these wildernesses so easy after aiL" "I 1.111 P.erstan cl:" "Sn I '11 t ell you what I'll do." "What is it?" ''To show I mean biz my side partner and I will hold up the coach far enough down the road from here s that yqn won't be implicated." "Oh Are you t e lling me the truth? "I thought it was true. I have been here if it. wasn't." 1 '' Oh You're complimentary about our band.'' "I'm trying to be. They also said at Herschel Island that your daughter was the limit, and her husband wors e than the Hrrri:t. They classed her husband Olan cha and Wild D0g iu the class ofthieving Injuns. Vattem::tre's eyes snapped. "Dare :" ou say this to my face?" dSur-lee. Mter having said it I thus show you. why I came to you being of the same kidney, only not so ,:vell known I don't want an honest man, o r a timid thief to he l p me rob a Vattemare uocldecl "It takes a br, ave man to come heie and say wla.at you have to me he remarked. . "And a bra : v 'er to try ariel make4 love to O l ancho 's \vife," put in the voice of Adeie: "I think, pop, that when we stack up against a mall. like this we had better' go iu. with him. There's money jn him." "How ab.out our getaway?" asked t h e old man. '' \V e can talk it all over later,'' remarked Ade l e ''The Indians can belp u there. Olancho knows these forests like a 15ook." , "0ome on Hank1 it's all settled. Come and talk the matter o:ver me ,," the girt said as s h e passe!: her husaa;nd ; who loOsition.'' 1 "It's easy out here to get rid of a 'liubby." "That's right." . "\i\Tha.t are you going 'to do rith the big ba k roll you have1'' "Spencl. it-want an Easter bonnet "Where can you get one "Here isn't the only spot on earth." "True! 1 There's a somewP,ere : "You'll: have ,to hunt J t befpre the hold-up eomes off. "Why, fair girl?" ,. 11'f o taffiiy! B1,1t 'll tell you if you 'll answer me a question :'' ''Go ahead.'' ''About how manJo cartridges for revolvers and rifles do y ou a11d Sho:rt Oarcl :I'ommy possess 1" ''About rounds for each weapon." "Jf it rains-why, you'll get wet." , ''Don't see the don;nection in that remark.'' ''Simply this-you've got enough ammtmition to hold up the coaGp, but how. about three moritJ;ls' ing in the heart of the wilderness to .get awa,y Wlth this stuff we are going to get? We ca;n 't quit un. cler three months fro;m hiding out in the bushes?1 "That's right! "How long will your cartridges last when divided into three months?'' R-attlesnake Hank looked very grave. It did seem to him that things were going queerly fine for h i s side. He had tri ed hard to see how it was that he could send back to the Anitic F;twr fo1 help, and here this girl was giving him the chance he looked foF. "Wow!. Thet's bad," cried. "Say1 I'v. e got a plan.'' "What is it?"

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TBE A:rviERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY 21 . ''Send bac k to Island. f 'or tl;e Dix turned on h i s h ee l ,and started back for H erschel 'l'be girl t hought it ail over anc l saw that in a way Island. t h e p lan was a good one He was cai1tious ahd walked in the middl e of the 'road "I like yo u r p lan-but who would you slie so as to w rite. 'lie knew what assassination meant .aske d "No one of our gang can go. T h ere migh t be in t hat p ,art o f _the world. a shooting up if any of : w ent. We ar;e as popular He had not been gone ten minute s brisk walking ..as a skunk at a camp meetmg at Hersch e l I s land.'' whe n he saw Wild Dog prowling a long the forest glade "Don' t any one m e or my partne r. If it P.arall e l to him. -weren't for your bright e y e s I might go." "So they've s ent that thieving red d evil afte r me "What' s my bright eye s got to do with it? e h 1" Dix mutte r e d. To see if I'm on the l e v e l, e h 1 ''Going to bask in 'the h light.'' Dix plunge d i n to t h e wood s at right angle s to the "Stuff! Why don' t you s end Short C ard Tomm y 1 trai l and s lowl y b egan to circ l e arotmd so that he Rattlesn a k e Hank f eare d t h a t t h e glea m i n hi s eye s could g e t b el1ind Wild Do g without the India n's knowmight p 'ut t h e g i r l ''wi se to t h e f ac t that h e w a s l eading ing t h e fac t. Jt e r forvxa :ecl." H e sni c kered and said tha t the girl's, I 'll s ettle that chap q ui c k,"' c r ie d Dix to himself: ,pla n mi ght c l 9 ' Th e m atte r now ) )eca m e a c a se o f pursuit . "Y-e-s;'' h e "It will do a ll right. rrhat p lan On the one h and Wild Do g thought he w as pursuing do-w ell, I wil:l t alk it ov e r with Tomm y B ye Short Card Tomm y u11see n whil e Short Ca rel Tomm y by, sw eetheart." knew tha t h e -was p ursuing Wild Dog unseen . ''Go o n ' cl"i ecl girl wi t h a l a n guishing g l a n ce Matters i n thi s pos i ti o n drifted along for se v eral S o O l en in the o f H ank strod e h o u rs, as Dix w as careful to make hi s circ l es wide and a way. separa t e f r o m eac h othe r . "If Olancho i s n t h e s mil e d to hims elf, "he While the India n outlaw a n d t h e pretende d o u t l a w w1ll wake l;tp a corpse h a, ha. It s ee ms to m e tha t m y w e r e thus try!ng to t r y eac h other's purpose out, O l e n b ank roll is talkil)g wid o hood t o tha t girl faster than still in hi s R attlesnalce H ank garb, had r eturned t o the my blandishme nts. I shouldu t wonde r if she would' girl, Ad e le. ''play Lady M acbeth kill a fe w h e r se lf. n h e r mi:J;ld "Sweetheart,'. the y oun g m a n c ri e d I've s ent afte r O l a n c h o t h e Injun husbaud stands a l on e betwee n h e r cartridges."" and m y p ank roll H ey Tomm y The girl smi led. :d i x S qiiire J sl<, m c hecl' o'l'e r in t h e g nis e of Short Ca rel "You' r e a rushe r all ri g ht/: s h e crie d "You d o n t T 9 mm y, O i l t la.w fro m N o me, and side p artner of Ole n h ave to be shown. You se e things quick.'' Slade, Rattlesnake Hank. "Sure!" In a fe\v bri e f h e told of the c artri
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22 THE AMERICAN INDIAN .WEEKLY. "You see how things are? If we are to escape from here we have much to do. My husband is a good Injun, but unfortunate l y h e is an Injun and don' t see things. in white ways. '.rh e same can b e said of Wild Dog. Dad's too old to 'do business with any of us. He still holds nomina l lead ership in the family-but 'I have to do a n the'planning .'' "Ten me you married an "My dear man, when a girl is eighteen-I was eighteen when I married, eve n a red Injun loo1rs romantic to l1er. But a girl soon wakes up . You can't mix red ways and white ways-and-w en, never mind.'' A gleam m errimen t came ove r the face of Olen. '' 'l'hi s part of the plot works a ll right,'' h e thought. "I fear me we will have some kind of an explosion soon.'' Adele knelt down b efore a great stone. 'l'o outward appearances the ston e was part of the hill itself. But the girl grasped one cor ner of it, gave a downward jerk and the stone slid away showing a ladde r leading clow n into darkness There came an infernal roaring and bell.o1ving from the interior of the cavern dis c losed b y the open space. "What makes the roaring 1" asked th(l'man. ''The r e is a story the r e the Spectre of Tlmndm:bolt O rlivcrn: makes these :;;trange noises. They s 'ay that there's a ghost in ThunderboJt C aver n If it i s, it's a pretty substantial on e..' "Pretty substantia-l one ? w onde r e d O l e n. '' Oome clown and I'll show you,'' crie d the girl. Olen follow e d h e r into the depths of the cavern and clown the hiddeT in the darkness. H e coula hear the girl's supp essed breathing just a bead of him. H e shuddered for h e saw now that if she had a mind she could stic k a knife into him without any trouble and end his life and take his bank roll into the bargain. "I wonde r if I am a. fool to b e here with this girl," thought O len , Just then h e looke d up above him where at the top of the ladde r the r e was a circ l e o f light showing where the entrance to the cavern was. In the light as in a framG h e saw the face of Olan c ho '.rh e Spea r. framed in t h e circ l e of the day.' A f.)econd later all 1'i'as darkness above as the huge rock that had been pulled back :from the entrance by the girl snapped back into place under the force of the arms of the Indian husband. who thus took his revenge upon hi s wlrite -wife, i n trne Indian f as hion. '':I' h e re's no way of ovening the cavern from the in side," slu :ieked A d e l e "'11'-le a r e buried ahve in 'l'hun: dcrbolt Cavern by my jealons husband!" CHAP'l'ER XI. WILD DOG' S RUSE. 'l'h e circling process betw ee n the disgui s e d Di..-..:: and Wild D og, the C hip ewya, n Indian continued for some time. 'l'h e n WDd Dog, who had b e en puzzling why he was always breaking in a circle per e and there in his pursuit of his prey, woke up. "By dam," h e muttere d "Injun no chase! I be cl1ased by white man. Ugh!" He qui ckly hit upon a ruse to find out. Inste'ad of following the tracks of the white man pe shinned up a tree and waited. half au ho i u Dili; came by still in his disgmse of Short' Card rl'ommy and quite as pomptly as an arrow, Wild Dog jumpe d at the bac k of the white man from his tree, for h e saw in a moment tl)at it was up to him to kill the man who suspected him, be ore he had got back to the safety of Herschel Island \Vild Dog, however, found that h e was facing a man quite as cnnning as he. The white m a n when he in the twinkling of au eye that Wild Dog was jumping at him' by the shadow cast by the Indian from tlie tree, stepped aside and quick as a flash let Wild Dog land on his feet in the path instead of on the white ma)l's bac k. 'l'h e white fist shot out. Tt hit the man on the center of his nose. ;, vVild Dog's head hit the earth first. His f ee t came along afterward. Bnt: he was game. Tn a moment he was np and rnshii1g at his enemy like a man bmeft of his senses. '.rh e charge was m e t by Dix S9uire i:Q. a wonderful way Wild' Dog chaxge d with h ea d clown, crouching to es-cape the fist of Dix. . Dix made no attempt to meet the atttack With his fis ts Instead his attitude suggeste'd that he going to c los e with the Indian and. as the Indian was the stro:qger of the 'two m e n the issue of sucl1 a closing in was easy to be seen. The thought this was his chance to win and iri his blind rage did not appear to think of his weapons. But a change came over matters in the next half second. n ix's knee shot up. It caught the Indian full on liis face. The upward impulse of the white man's knee, gave it a terrible force. It struck t e redmau exactly in the mouth. Crunch! Came the sound of the impact. Blood, teeth, and fles11 seemed 'to melt under the stroke. Wild Dog' with a shuddering groan fell backward and la:v his blood running fast, and his face a gory '!Now, yon red deviL" grinned Dix. "Seems to me I 1 ho" T n voll how." Dix pulled out his hunting knife, calmly cut half a doz e n thongs from the deer-skin jacket of Wil d Dog, the n as calmly ,proceeded to bind him until he was safe' and fast, Dix picked up the insensible Wild "'Dog and with a bout the same ceremony he would accord a load of ]fay fhmg the 1Indian his back and him along a short space. ''You lay there. I'll come back for you in a second,". growled Dix as h e droppe d Wild Dog a1ongside 'of th e trail. Soon Dix returned with 011 e of the "hosses" which h e and Olen ha:d ridde.n The two aniillals had been "staked out" at the end of a long rop' e where .the brutes could swing to plenty of bunch grass and fodder, and being of the hardy V < ll'i ety ofNorth-West horses had been in fine shape all the hrpe. 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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 23 Immediately afterward auy one looking might have hyar fer maiw yars," adde d Cap n Nat. "I' m going seen the remarkable spectac l e of a white man, trotting ter hev y e tell me thet, eh 1 ' on a fine.-:horse along a narrow North-West trail with Still wild Dog said nothing. the i nsens ibl e body of an Indian, vvhose face form But his s il ence gave consent and affirmation to his were steeped in blood; before him whi.ch the white man words grasped with intense care. '' ever mind the brute. said Dix. "Let him go. -It was this strat)ge sight that late at night people at H e t going to run awa)r just yet. Get -me the carHerschel Landing saw. trjdge s get some of the boys together ana go back In the offing shone Hersc h el Island, l ook ing green and quick I m pretty w ell alarmed about O len as it is (lool in the summer air. He's alone in that gang of outlaws who will take his Behind tpe point of 't}1e island, not a mile away, rode life i n a minute if the y thought they dared to do it, the A r ctic Stm at anc hor. for all t h ey are a little afraid of Olen, and that gal's "Good," muttered Dix to himself. "There's the getting dead in lo ve with h im." -ship! Now fo1 a canoe.'' Cap 'n Nat roared. Dix knew wliere one was secreted "Olen was allus a masher," the Cap'n cried. "Now In a few moments more h e was bounc11ng 6ver the biltell us yer plan. Did ye lmow the t ef y e hadn't hove lows_ at to? spe_ed the of Wild _Dog blinking in s i g h t as ye did thet I'd been arte r ye termorrer at ]um the Inchaa havmg r e gam e d consc10usness some Vl7e fell ers j est was gettin' r edL I 'll leav e Sol Jones in charge of the ship; When Wild Dog saw the two wh:i'te men approaching eh h e was qnickl v resign e d to his fate. "Sol is se c ond mate and i\Iiddl e brook is first mate-"Sa;.-, wh: y cicl Olancho steal aboa1:'d the ship last ;. es. Sol wil1 b e jnst 'the man. Instruct him not to winter when we were in winter quarters here, ashed w eigh an c h or but await us here. We may need the Dix. pinch my rope and best, haTpoon s hip, soon t get out. to sea as soon as we c lean up the "How you know ihat? aske d Wild Dog, his gang->rill you attend to the sho r e part of the plot, . little e;. es twin\ling. , hil e I get the boys i11 line, aucl provisioned u p for the I know. \Ve l11{t) gone a "He say yon no tumble He n ee d rop e Se e? fre :(n a f e w moments a small boat put off from the n eed harpoon. See ? Yon go in' home., s s i de aud soon it was on its way to Herschel "Oh yes I see/\ answeiecl Dix. laud with Cap'n Nat on board to arrange there the st1ll "Say, do you know. that stealing cost the lives oj unfinish e d } )art of the plot outlined by Dix. hro of m:y men cri e d Cap'n Nat. "I'd ought to hang Dix watc h ed tile Cap'n until that doughty seaman ;. on high as that yard arm the1 :l;l! " as >Yell toward. s h ore The Indian look ed at Cap'n Nat as if he had The n h e thoughtfully l eaned o ;er the side of ship some new kind of an animal of an :i,nteresting variety. and \nttc h ecl the sparkling waters for a lon g t1me. But i n no way did h e appear to 1md erstand or b e es Soon h e ca ll ed a sailor to him. aucl t h e astonishing pecially intereste d in what was b eing asserted. sc e ne was displayed of a sailor throwing good provi"You fellers h ev bt::en doin all the stealin' about s i ons by the barrel over the ship's side

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24 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. In a few moments th(;l clark, peculiar l o o k ing fin s of many m a n-eating sharks began to appear to enjoy the f e a s t s o unexpecte d l y given them. Dix s cnmtered aft and began talking with Wild D og. H e questi on e d the Indian bancbt fo r quite a time. '11h e n as h e saunte r e d awa y not having gotte n muci 1 informatio f rQm the thug, h e apparentl y accidentl y ch opp e d hi s knife a l ongside of the Indian. A s t ealthy red hand graspe d it while a g l e aming Indian eye was s e e n to fla s h in joy Di x walke d -aft. His mutte r e d c ommand brought all q f the sai l ors aft to wh e r e h e stood. /; Di x s l o wl y wit h infin ite d e t a i l b egan t_e ll ang what was exp ec ted of t h e t e n m e n t o b e c hos e n to go wit.b him back t q the ohtlaw 's home Soon Wild Dog had don e wha t !Dix him to do H e h a d r i d hims elf of hi s bonds The I1.1dian waite d unW the circ ulation i1 h i s crampe d li m b s wa s a t its norm a l sta te. 'rhen with a bolmd h e l eapec;:l to t h e rai l of the ship and too k a long h eade r into the s miling s ea. A loud c r y esc a p e d a s a ilor who had s ee n the Indjan' s l ea p f o r e scape "Look!" the sailor ye ll e d "The r e go e s Wild Dog "I see, r e p l i e d Di x with a grave nod. "Now look! 'rhe India n took bu t f e w s t"rok es whe n a ste altli y fin INgan t o cut tt1:e wate r .in hi s direc tion "A cried a sail 9J;. "The r e He's got him!" 'rhe re' was a 1vild of arms a c'l:y 6f agon y, a deep ening whi;r l pooi and Wild D 9g had disappeared whil e a blo ody foam a ros e and on the piace whei e he h a d b ee n. "The sharks got h im!" whi sp e recl a sai l or. "We ll a n y way, w e didn't .hav e to hang him I d oubt ; w h ethe r we would have 1i cl the l ega l r ight to hang him. He r ich l y d e s erved danci:qg a t the arm on thin a i r but after a ll I m oblige d to those sharks.'' "Hully gee!" said the s a ilor who had assist e d Dix i n th:h v win g over the shark a ttiacting provi s i ons. I'd hate h ev Dix arte r 1111 e '' , "Any way," t hought Dix, "Wild Dog won t go bac k to sec his outlaw friends lmless h e goes as a g h ost.'' CHAP TER XIl-OLANC H o s REV EKGE. Tn a s e c ond O l e n S l a de, aUas R attlesna k e Hank, had pulle d a match from h i s 'pocket :;mel had twistedl,lp a so r t of torc h fro:in twigs grass a11d broke n tree bits t hat str e w e d the inte rio F of t h e cav e ' "Hnbby see:rps to h a v e it in for wifey," J;te sneered. "Bnt wifey. will ge t hnnk with )mbby, t he girl c ri e d h e r e y e s flashing. Thi look s lik e a plant," continue d Ole n. '' I t i s Th e Indi a n l ord of min e follow e d us h e r e and l1e aw u s g o down int o t h e cavern. 'rhe n h e s tarte d i n to shut u s in h e r e ' H e did it all right!" Yes. H e certa inl y b as u s imprison ed." ' W h a t a r e we to do ?'' "Dunno." C an t w e op e n t h e ro c k o n th i s sid e of the ' T mpos sibl e '' T t h e r e no oth e r way o u t?" I n ev e r knew o f any. I do n t t liinlc the r e i s But w h en O l e n thought of t h e hole in the roof of the cavern h e was not so sure t h a t t h e r e w as not any way o u t But he de t e i:mined not to l e t t h e girl s ee how h e felt. He m 'ade u p h i s m ind. t hat h e would t r y h e r out to s e e wlieth e r she was i n any conspi racy t o hold him up in t h e cavern with Nice hl.Jbb y you h ave, A dele," h e r emarke d You bet! I ll attend to hi:J!11if we ge t o u t -say, the r e isn t mu c h chance for our e l opemep. t t o c om e off.' ; Rattl esnake Hank smiled "Not s o any one would notice it. N o but t h e re's on e thing 1h at 1villr c om e off." vVhat s that." stage-coa c h r obber y ' Can t s e e w h y .'' ''Whv can' t are a r en't you Y ' 1Yes. " I m h e r e ain' t H" No q u estion of it. '' vVild Do g is-ah off on a sec r e t mission Rattl esnake Hank did not smi l e H e shrewdly guesse d that t h e man was afte r his s i de -partner, tb'e whi l om Short Card T omm y, but he kDew i f he was t hat ,'J.lom.my, ; when li e chang e d l:tis di sguise beciame Dix Sq uire, just about make hum for the Wild ;oo k i 1 I'm b etter fiVe to oE.e that Wil d D og never come s b ack," tho u g h t the m a n "\Ve e-1! The n t:P.e r e 's 3 r \nlr d ac;l," p u t in t h e di s g uis e d w h ale r. "My dad," l augh e d Ad. e l e "Say, what cou l d he Say, he's top b lind to shoot ,straight almost. H e d know better t han to ho l d l'lp t h e c o ac h i f t h e r e 'VfaS a mill i on aboard it', 1nstead o f : w h a t there is. '' yo u and r m u s t h old it up.'' "Not 1l8 b u t y o t i," c ri e d t h e gi rl. 'The barg ai n is t hat we are to be Ollt of you kno"'W'-I 9ur gm1g. " That's so. \ N e are J;>rett,y ,out of b urie d alive c l own here.''. "Tr ue , "However, I m : of the opinion that t h e e oach.. w ill b e h eld up t h e same.'.' : ' B y your dearly b e love d hus15an d '' Ade l e gave a shr ill shriek and sai d tliings i n a mqst mtladyli4:e vv.ay. "If h e dares I '11 cut his heart o u t-bu t he will," sh e \.vajled ''All t hat m oney to g o t o that thievi n g In-jun. What did I marry him fo r?" RattlE:snake away to hide his amuse -ment. "Say he said. "I'm going to ge t out, o How T asked Ade l e "Oh: n e v e r mind! ' W 1 1at a provoking man!'' ''Wha t a provoking g i rl!'' "How do YO\l make t hat out? "Bv the remarkabl e E)ase w ith w h i c h yo u keep t h e tn{th .. from me. How al5ol.lt the m y s tery of this cavern." '' ., "That' s w hat I sai d.

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THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 25 1 "There's no mystery here-excepting you." to tell you a11 abqut this gang and what we did to keep "I'm no mystery. I'm the m,ost transpa'rent thing straggli,ng Injuns .and superstitious whites away from you ever saw.'' us.'' then get'busy and tell me why yoUJJre talking "Yes. Go on." in riddles." "At certain seasons of t}le year up here just before Before an answer came Rattlesnake Han,k busied the aurora begins there's atmospheric conditions that himself in making a tiny :fire. in the center of the altcays make the Slm look as if it was a great many cavern. 1 times its ordina r y size and there's usually a black spot "What you trying to do, smother in the cente r that makes it look like a hand grasping "No danger." a dagger." "You b e t there's d a n g er. "Is that a "I don't believe it. "It is. I noticed that years after years for I was 'I do .'' born up here. So, when dad grew older and things be" Why?" gan to l<;>ok blue r for an old outlaw can't keep younge r "Beca-qse if you a :wtoky fire in a tightly shut outlaws off of his game, I faked up this stbry of the room some one's got to smother." Spectre of T l wmderboU C(l!l)ern. Rattlesnake Hank made no reply. He continued to '1 Who's the spectre?" cover mess w'itl1 dry sticks dry sticks with other ''I ani .'' dry sticks. and soon had quite a pile in the center of '' Oh! '' the cavern. "Yes. I'm a healthy yormg spectre too! Well, I let It's c ramp flnd chill dow:p. here," h e remarked that triclde out to the Eskimos, the gun-men, the casuaHy. I guess I'll light a fire." c,utlaws and the bad-men up "Then h ere's. where we "I understand." Hankma d e no reply. He lighted part "We were free." of his pile of fuel and sent a shower of sparks up into '"l'he other band wagon chaps kept away?" the air and toward the gloomy vault of the immens e "Yes." cavern. "Yon did all ) -ou r al<;>ne? Adele slirugged' her sj10uld'e1". She expected every "Yes." mome11t would b e a stifling smoke 'in the ''Then what?' cavern. J:rist ea(l the 1 roaring like distant thunder "I h a d found this cavern with tlie wind that roars seemed to die clown. 'l'b.is ,surprised h e r for the strange through it like a thunderbolt and d o you know what noisgs lHid peen the r eason for the cavern having. been I did?" called, 'l l iuncle rbolt ,Cate nl, she lmew; yet not onl y was "No." the. cave1n p.ot filled with smoke, but ..the noises had "I lured a party of Eskimos h ere, and got them to also Geased . look into the cavern. The n I rigged up that little com '' This. surp ises me,'' the girl crie d. '' L never edy of the ghosts and the bloody figure in the cente r thoug ht it possipl e that the nois es would cea se.' a1, 1d the shining faces all around.'' 1 Rattlesnake Hank smiled grimly. "How did yo u do it?11 "Look h e re," he S'ai. d : "I want yo u to confess how "1 was the b1ood y figme all in white. The multitude yo u frighteJ;ted 'peeple b y th e pict me 1of the spectres around me was m e r e l y a lot o;l' dummy figmes rubbed thi s cavern. 1 ]n' phosphorus. The ghostly lig bt was salt and alcohol Ade l e gave on e great gasp of surprise. Her face burned in a corner b y Olan c ho-that 's all the r e w as to grew white. it. \i\The n I showed it to the E s kimos b y the pee k sys" How did you know anything 1about the. tei:n. of looking in to the door, they r an, and I guess she asked. most of them are rmming. Of comse they tol.d all ''From the Eskimos.'' the r e was to it to every one they ever heard of, and "Oh! ; the Eskimos in turn told the white men and the .white '' IA7 ere y ou the men ca m e over in certain seas ons when I could work 'Che girl showed hei teeth. tl1e dagge r in the SllU game and my ghostly game to-"Not.all-only one. I say, did you e"er see us busy"?" Riilttlesn 'ake Hank npdded. ''All told it worked.'' "When1 "Finest tl1ing you ever saw. Well, that's all ex, '' performance.'' ( cept at tlie present time in this caver n are a lot of furs, ( 04! Wherewere q ge n eral plnnde r of our gang. It's val-uable but it's hard to get it c onv erte d into cash." "Lookiri&_ down the hole up there through which you Rattlesnake Hank was no fool. see the 's:J.Iloke and flame eddying and where after the H e r e was Ius chance. H e felt sorry for the girl. H e fire e scapes we are going to c limb too and get out." knew she was in a bad environment. H e thought of a There was added interest in Rattlesnake Hank, when plan. to clean up som e easy money. the girl's e)'(ls followed his pointing fing e r to the top of "Where's the stuff Y h e a s k ed. "If you p eop l e can't the caYern out of which the smoke was pou 'ring. g e t it out of t h e m e and m y pal Short Card "There's a hole there, isn't there?" she said. cc Quit e 'l' o mmy may be abl e to." a size' abl e one. I'm g l ad, for,yOl1 see weight one 'hun-').'h e girl.led the man to one side of the cave rn. There dred anc l thirty pounds, and there you are!'' in the half light from the bonfire. was a pile of furs, "I c an crawl throligh a m ighty small ho l e to save my p eltrie s of all kinds of a:q.imals. There was whalebone life." geDeral cordage and m erchaudise of goodly quantity. "There are others." cried the girl.' "Say, I m going There was a ship loa cl'of stuff. \ '" I

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26 TaE AMER IAN INDIAN WEEKLY. "I'll take t h e loot fo r mv 'hank roll !a Hank said quickly. "Ho w m n c h i s t h at?" ask e d the girl with brighten-mg eye s. 1 ' 're n thousand d ollars.' 'l'h e g irl thought a l o n g while. '''I' ell you what I'll do with you,'' she s aid. ''If you'll ge t m e o u t of the t erritory with the old m a n it's a pop! We've g o t some cas h back i,n the Unite d States i n bank. Se e? Rattl esuak e Hank .nodde d. ''Whe reabouts? ' 'In St. Louis.'' elW ell, I ll t e ll y ou. If I ge t yQu out of h ere safe, set y ou and, dad on, two good horses and give you t e n thou' will k i c k the tra il for St. L ? "Sure as yo u r e a foot h igh-and say, wi ll I se e you irr St. L. ? " ''Tha t ren,1ains to b e se e n,'' said Rattlesnake Hank, with a laugh. I get riddle d with hot when l h old up t h e coac h Ade l e awa y s o tha t h e r face cotli d not b e s e en. "Never mind," s h e said after a sec on,d "T-.his c ome s f1'om m a r r y ing a n Injun." Wit h o u t a word R a t t lesnake H ank c l imb e d up the r o t mcling side s of the caver n Soon h e assiste d A d e l e u p t h e s t ee p w i t h v e r y l,it.t l e l abor h e and t h e girl stood in the m o onlight. 'rhe girl had 011 ll,OW a white dre ss. It was h e r g hostl y outfit. a r e ) t O 11 goilil_ g to d o with t hat? aske d Rattle snake IIank. " W a i t s h e Th e tram.r,> o f a h orse c ou l d b e h e ard coming down the tra il qve r whic h t h e hill topp e d in '\V:h i c h w a s t h e caver n "It's a bout mjr clea r hubby c ame b y said A d e l e v i n d ictivel y S h e :fixed h e r self where, as t h e h o r se c am e a rotm.d t h e h e n d in t h e trail facing h e r its r i d e r wo u1d b e sur e to s e e h e r Soolil Olan c h o of the Spear came i nto H e stopped 1is ho1 s e > d li c h prap.ced and danc. e d .abo11t at o-l10stly figure a b ove h i m del e a d a n ce d a n d w a ve d hit h e r and thit h e r Her w h i t e hand po,ot c1 at h e r husband. H e r face s rmet w a s founcl the original c3!bl e and the har JlOOll, the-lack of whic h h a d c o s t the A1 cUc Sta1 wort h y lives of two of its c r e w W hen he saw t h e miss ing rope Olen wondered i f he ough t not to have. f e l t it his duty t o bring the fath e r and dau g hter-.to justi ce-but justi c e so far awa y in t h e wilds of the No r t h W est. CHAPTER XIII. I THE HOLD-U P OFF. In a nook hidde n from prying eyes of Indian or white, Rattl esnake Hank now once more in his garb of O l e n S l a de, and Dix Squire who luicl a l so cas t aside his masque r ading suit of Short Carel' Tommy was bus il y e ngag e d in g etting read y for the camp they had planne d "So Wild Do g w a s feel t o t h e sharks 1 remarke d O l e n. "It was a d ese r ve d f a t e It seems to m e that t h e D evil has rec ov e r ed. own. ' "How about your frien-f l A d e l e and Pop Vattemare ? Dix. "'l'hey 've gon e ''Y e s ' G on e ' 'l'o St. W h a t ? /. That' s the town they h eadecl for. " \ V -hy how did that come about? ''It w a s due to me, I guess. ',' ''Due to you-did yon l e t the m escape?'' / Not on l y cUd I l e t the m e s cape but I put the i i l in posses si o n of g ood iwrses to carry the m a t l east p art way clown the trail-say, have y o u got an y mon e y 7' Dix stared at O l e n. "Got a n money?" h e r e p eate d. Say, d i d the girl ge t to y ou r bank roll a ll "She did. I'm flat broke D i x broke into a m e ir y fit of laughter. "You are the funniest e v e r h e s a id. "To think that you ,afte r all your t alk l e t t h e g irl touch you u p fo r your c ash 0 -h-um -p! That's the way they it, e h ? ...._ "Oh, J don't know.

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-... THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 27 "Yon don't kn o w-oh I see You're keeping b ack something. good! Now cough up.'' "While I g a v e the girl the roll she gave me the best end of it for the roll. ' "I suppose so." 'Tnfact for tha t bank roll, I bought of her all the loot of her dad, and believe me, it' s worth a great deal more than I paid for it.'' Dix open e d his ey es wide ''Bought .stolen goods, e h ? Re ceiver of s t ol e n goods ? We-l-l! You're the limit I say!'' "I must say I look at it tha t way. lVIy plan is to k e ep the loot togethe r advertise for owners of what w e have fo tmd of the loot and the r e mainder.'' }G ood plan, p erhaps, but it' s )'ik e when a bank fails. Eve r y blooming chump in a town stops paying bills claiming he lost in the failure wh ether he ever had a cent in thebank or not. ' "Now don't you worry. I d l e t all the stuff go e x c ept the mos t e normous pil e s of whale bone, some of it fift y years old, that I sawno on e ca n possibly
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28 THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY . Oh. ''Lot money on boar:d '' ''Ho w muc h ?'' "Dun no H ea r htmd' thou' doll ar." "Woof! That bi g m o n '." "St{r e is "How y o u ge t mon'?" "Hold u p c o ach." "We ho l up Ye p. ''I cluuno-clan ge r u s ' '' w o t d a t 1 If we ge t ca sh n o n e:ver w ork more ; i f we get k ee l n o n eve r work m o re. Ugh!" i '.L'his point of: v ie w appear e d the othe r In I c bngresses of wive s-plenty to e at, drink, and s.r,noke -oh, w hat a good thing that coac h :Eor a l 'l! Ola11ebo. was immense l y p leased. H e saw how ni ce w as to pe without his white ',; 1 1 "Injun wi 'fe f:er I ujnn,1 h e mut'teieR. ( ':\V h i t e w1fe no h eap good .'' In fa c t the I ndian was as h eartily s i c k of Ade l e a s the girl w a s of him. '.L'he forest x:omance wa s no l onge r a r oman ce: But >v'ith Ind i a n superstition m a n c h o broode d d eeply over 'the > qtith of his wife and her "Tpis is l 'd ; / ast f,l e.. .. . Obnp ho fir Y J t l'tat "'nf e li _ad to hiu1 h,t;!;r d e a t h b eca u:se h e coul d not conce1ve h ow s le c ould esca p e f r o m the cavern. I t>hn t up gal and Rattlesnak e H Rnk t'gedde:t;',' h e saicl to hi:r self. Th e v like e a c h oth e r comp n y s t a y there .i'll ca,ern. Starve death l o n g g o t auk goodne s s." Th e Inclra n chuc k l e d when 'he thought o f the t .or m ents p l ace. 'tt pon hi s wi fe . I h eat d a t :wif e -gho s t," he c uuni.n,gl y adde d. "It sav 'vou thi s i s vour last ride., O lanc ho no ' 01 J ' .., ride dis tre ep He wal).c No gb.ost get bl:i dat, what?" This: w as the s c e'm e that the Indian 'haCl upon to ' the ghastly warning. The S pectre of .Thunderbolt C av ern did not appe a l to thi s r eel-ma n The of t h e cla:-r w as pas's ec11n th worlc of getting all in f o r t ll.e at.tack upon t h e lade n coac h whicl1 was clue to pass t)1:rough the danger o n s point. s e i ec t e c l for the b y Olap'clw in the f l ' \ ea r l y evening o the same c a y I .I T h e r e was, a furbishing of w e apons trying. on of war habiliments, for no Indian buc k wuu l d care to attempt su c h a s e rious business to the:q1 of a ctual holding up of a \vhite-m a n s coa c h, and rabbing it of, its tre astme, unle ss it w as clone in full Indian war-paint. The Chip e w yan war-paint. was adde d to e a c h fac ,e. The face s s oon b ecame fi,erce with bright c olor Each w a r garb was three r e d stripe s a c ross t h e face at interval s .'J'h e nalc e d bodi es, for Inclia1,1 stripped to h is w aist, wi n e, a l so s1Jri p e d in r e d the c o lor of b l ood, and th e sabl e strip of cle ath.

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.. THE AMERICAN INDIAN WEEKLY. 29 Some of the Indians put, on their polar bear-claw necklaces; others teeth of bears, or bits of elk horns. Each embleinindicated that the personal bravery of the Tndian l1ad gained the covetecL tropli.y. 'chief Jack wqre .his fine q ; uill war-bonnet! They .were a sa motley gang, terrifying, after all, fo:t every change in dress indicated that 'each savage n ature was. getting and more blood-thirsty, and more savage. 1 when the band was all tuned up for war it was a fighting man's band of Indian braves.and could only be 'stopped by })lenty, of cartridges. . "Now time go," cried Olancha all in the glories of his war-paint. Bu. t while a!l the others rode their Indian ponies Olancha walked. PonY was led by pne of the others of the party. About a qtiarter of a mile from the scene entire g ahg lecl their ponies into the sheltering woods arid Olancho, as general of the motley horde led the men into a where the horses were tied in a place of j concealment.; Then 'the Indians were scattered in the bushes around the hill 'or mo-emtain side. 'l"heir ord.ers were not to shoot tmless they heard Olalilcho shoot. when l1e howled1"Hold up your hands" jn true ., I oorder fashion to the stage-coacg. driver a,s he rattled np, the Indians were asked to rise up and give their intimidating war-cry, shake their weapons at the coach ap.d sink back t-o shelter until Olancho gave the cry of the hawk, Chief Jack and one other In<;l.ian, was to step fojl:ward and aid carrying off the trea' I sure box.., 'l;he box was to .b'e opened; the gold Q.ust and bullion H was to be tr'ansfer.red to sacks, each Indian of a stipulated number to be responsible for each sack, ancl th' e entire band purp0sed to ride into the forest fastness where a division was to be made immediately each man rush off to :his own, hiding "Never find us; never touch us," argued Olancha. ''Sure not,'' g1owled Chief Jack. riardly hadi the party gotten secreted when the'rattle of the coming aiong at good 'speed could M heard around the bend of the road about a mile off . ''All ready!,. cried Olancha. '' Ge' t )o:q. masks;'' 'l'h ere was a hurry to put on trifling little in true wltite man's fashion as a matter _of fact none were needed; the obscurmg hues of war-pamt was enOUO'h of a disguise for each red face. i5 \ The coach came swaying around into view. It soon was opposite the ambushed warriors. o'lancho with rifle at his shoulder stepped' int9 view. ''Hold up han's '' he shrieked as he covered a figure on the box of the co a eli with his weapons. ''Or I'll blow ye ter th' Arctic Ocean!'' 'l'he coach stopped like a flash. Every wanior in jumped up apd flourished his weapon, and gave the fearsome war-cry of the Indians. Crash! 1 There then came this sound from the rifl
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The Giant Detective's Las t Shadow; A Tal c of Hercul ean Detective Adven tu r e 6 The Si lent Terror; A Narrativ e o f G e n u ine Detect i v e Stra t e g y 7 Veiled Beauty ; or The Mrstery o f the Cal i for n i a H eiress. 8 The Mystery o f the S p aniar d s V ende t ta; o r A G reat D e t ective's D. .10. 11. 12. LK 14 1 5. Jarvclous S t ra t e g y . The Great B ond R obbery ; o r '! 'racke d b y a F e m a l e D etect ive O ld S leuth' s Greatest Case; or C aught by the King o f all D etecti ve s T h e Bay R idge 1\lystery; or O ld S l e u t h's v V i n ning Ha!Hl. S). a dowed t o hi s Doom ; or Foiled b v th e Yankee D e t ective 1 : rapping t h e Co unterfe it e r s ; o r T h e Lighmi n g Detectiv e on the Tra il. Trailed b y th e \V a l l Detective; or Badger's M idni ght Quest. 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The V e i l e d Lady o f t h e Rui ns; er Hamud's Ghas t l y Dis c over y F o i l e d b v a Corpse; o r A T a l e o f t h e Crea t Sout h w es t. N ight }law k1 t h e or the i\! ount ai n Out l a w s 'K idnapped i n New Y ork; or The Dange r s o f a Great C i t y Lured b y a Siren; or I n the Clutc h es o f a B eautiful B l ackmail e r O l d S leuth's Triumrr h : o r T h e Great Bronx Mystet y 1\ T r a i l o f Blood ; B eing t h e sew\el t o "Qld S l euth's T riunw h T h e 13and o f thla "Re d Oath; or R u n to Gover by a Covernment SPl' Tempt e(l b y a \\1o m a n ; or The French Detecti ve s N arrow E s c ape. The D ollar Conspira c v : o r O ld S l euth tQ t h e R es cu e /\cc userl from t h e C o ffin; or T h e Frus t ration o f a Dastardl y Plot Cooln ess A g oin s t Cu nning; or Traile d by "Faithful M ike. F o i l e d b y L o v e ; o r T h e M o ll v Mag u ires' bas t $ tan d. lJnd e r a M i llion Disgui s e s ; o r Manf r e d the Metamorphosi s t. Track e d by th e Man o f Mys t e ry; or M anfred's Grea t Triumph being a seque l to U n d e a M illi o n Dis g u is es The Huma n Blood-Hound; or T h e Bowe r y D etective o n t h e Trail. i\Japfrecl's Strang e s t Case; or Foil e d by t h e W eird Detqc t ive. Monte C r i sto J;le n _tbe Ever Ready D e t ective ; A Natra t ive of R e m arknbl e Compl ications. O l d Terri ble, the Iron Arm Detective; or T h e Mystery of The Beauti f u l Heiress. The S t a in o f G uilt: or "Ol d Puritan to the Res c u e. A Co n spiracy of Crim e ; o r F o iling t h e Kid11apper s O l d Irons ides i n France; or Trailed by the G i an t Detecti ve. The Beau t if u l Mys tery o f Paris ; b eing t h e s e q uel to "Old Iron sides '' in F rance. The Gy ps;)' Detective on the T rail ; or Sol v in g a G reat Crime The H alf-Bre ed s S ecret; A Narrative of Phenomen a l A dventure s The Italian s R eveoge ; A Thrillin g Narrati v e o f Adven t u re s. A Three-Fold Myster,y; A S traillht 01,1t Detective Narrati ve The M idnig h t League; or The Giant D e t e ctive i n Irel a n d T h < Secre t o f the Dungeon; being the sequ e l t o The J,{idni ght L e a g ue ." Gypsy_ the Long Trail Detec t ive; or Sol v ing a G reat Mystery. The Wei rd uet ective; or "Old Baldy" on t h e T r ail. A Terrible Mystery; .A Narrative o f P e c u liar Detective Tricks and Devices. The Strangest Mystery i n the vVorl d : o r Harry Brand's W i n ning P lay. \!'he Old Miser' s S ecre t ; A Strange D e t ective C ase. T h e O l d Mis er's Secret; A Strallge Detect ive Case. T h e Man of Mystery ; o r Mephisto tbe Detective. The Mysteriow; Detective; o r Solving a Great Ca!e. The A meric a n Monte-Cristo ; A Stra nge and Marvelous Narrative. 70. O n Their Track; being the c onftnuation o f T h e A merican Monte Cristo." r. 7 1. The O m nipresent Avenger ; tieing t h e c on t i nu ation o f On T h eir Track. 72. Tragedy and Strat e gy; being the conclusion of The Omnipresent Ave nger 7 3 The Gypsy Detective's G reates t 'Case; o r P h i l Trem a ine to the Res cue '.7 4. T h e .Shadows 61 New York; or The A merican Monte C risto's vVinn ing Hand. 75. The Old l\fagician's \ Ve ird Legacy; A Tal e o f Marvelou s Happeni n g s i n India. 1 76 A Myst erio u s Disappear ance ; A S i n gularly Strange Narrati ve 77. T h e R e d Detective ; A G reat T a l e of Mystery, 7 8. The V Veird \ V a rnings o f !:;at e ; or Ebeon's Strange Ca s e. 79. The Tre a s ure o f t h e Rockies; A Tal e of Strange Adventures. 8 0 B o n a nza Bard i e 's V\i inning Strike; Q e ing the sequ e l t o u T h e Treas ure o f t h e R o c k i e s 81. L ong Sha d o w the D e t ective; A Tal e o f Indian Strategy. 82. T h e i\ lagic D i sgui s e D etective; T h e Adven t u re s of a "Trans f o r m 83 . A Y o un& D e t ective's Grea t S h adow; A Narrat iv h o f Extraor d inary D etect ive D evices. 84 Stea lthy Brock, t h e D e t ective o r Traile d to the i r Doo m. 8 5 O l d S leuth to t h e A S t artling Narr ative of .Hidden Treasure. 86. O l d Sl e t t t h t h e Av enger ; b eing the s eque l to O l d S leuth to the .Rescue.." 1 8 7.' T h e Grea t J ew e l Myste r y ; o r The R i g h t Jllan i n t h e Case. 8 8 Jackson Cooper the Wizercl Detec ti ve; A Narrati ve o f 'Wonderf u l Dete cti v e Skill. 89. F o ili n g the Conspi r ator s ; or Daring 'rom Carey to the R e scu e DO. The B a n ker' s Crime; o r The \Vei rd Advet)ture s of J o e." r !H. Gasparoni the Jt(llian .Det ecti v e ; A S trange W ei r d T a l e o f C ity Lif e 0 2 T h e V engeance of Fate; bei n g th e sen u e l t'o II th e Italian \ fl:,!. The Secret S p e c i al D e t ective; o r "Old Tran sform o n the Trai l. 9;1. The Sh a d o w o f a Crime; or the u I ron Duke's, Strange Cas e. 95. The S e cret o f the Kidnapped H eir; A Detec t ive Narrative. Foile d b y a F e m a l e D etecti v e ; being t h e s e q u e l t o T h e K i d napped T j e ir , 9 7 "Old Tr o n B i d e s i n New Y'ork; o r The D a u g h .ter o f t h e G. A. R. !)Po. The T r i s h D e t e c t i ve; o r Connor's Gre a t es t Cas e D9. The o w Detect i\O'e; o r The Mys t e ri es o f a N i g h t. 100 D e t e ctive Thras h the Man-Trapper; A Story oJ Extraordinary De t('ct i v e Devl c es 1 01. "Ol d a t His Best; A "N[flrVC:"'lous Det'e c t iv e Narr ative. 1 02 Traile d b y a n Assass in ; t \ T a l e o f Italia p Ven geance 10 3 The Lus t of Hate; b e i n g the sequel t o "Tr aile d by a n 104. A G olden Curse! or T h e Harve st-' o f Sin. 10'1.' The Hote l Trag-edy ; or M a n f r ed's Greatest Detecti ve Adventure. l,Ofi. The i\lys tery of Room 207 ; b e ing the seq u e l to T h e Hotl!l Tragedy. J 0 7 (";arc:lemor e 1he D etecti ve: o r t h e King o f t h e "Sh adow e rs." lOR. The Fatal C h a i r ; bei n g the Bequ e l to <>ardemore, t h e Detect ive 10 9 ; r h e Mas k o f 'Mys t ery: o r The G1;aveyard Murdel'. llO. The T wi s t e d Tra i l : bein!f t h e sequel to t h e Mask o f Myst ery. lll B o oth )Jell; o r T h e Pnnc e o f D e t ectives Among the bdia n s 112. T h e U e"'tiful C a p t ive; b e in g t h e continuatio n of JJoot h B e ll. 113 ) IJe ll s Twisted Trail; being t h e s l'q u el to 'L'h e B eautif u l C aptive. ' 1 1 14 Tl1 e Wall Str e e t D etective : or' Har r y W e il the Lig h tning T rai ler. l,l!'i. The Ban ker's Secret; b eing t h e s eque l to The w all, Street D e t e c t i ve. 11 6. T h e W i z ard's Trai l ; or T h e Mvstery o f a Lost Caske t ,117.' The House o f 'My stery ; b e i n g t h e s e q u e l to The Wizard's Trail 11R Old S l eu t h in N e w York ; or Trail in\'( a Great Crim inal. 119. :.-v!anfred the V entriloouist Detective; or Wonder f ul M i d ni ght )n N e w York. } J20. Wild Mad g ; or''I'he Fem a l e G o v ermnent D e t ective. 1 2 1 O l d E l e c tricity i n N e w York; or Wayne W i nthrop's Trail o f a '' Dead Secret." . 122. Gamal the Hun c hbac k ; o r T h e A dventures o f a V e n tnloqmst. l2R S e t h Bon d, D etective; or t h e Mystery o f an Old Man s i on. 124 Galloway. t h e or t h e C rook s to 125. O ld Sl e u t h s Q uest; o r A Fair D a uf!hter' s Fat e. 12 6 P resto O uick; or The 1-Vei r d Magici a n D e t ective. 1 27. O i p l ron sides J;.on g T r!'il ; o r The G i ant D e tecti_ve put W es t 128. Forging_ the L mks; bemg t h e sequel t o O l d Lon g Trail. 1 29. O ueen Myra; or A Wom a n l s Great Game o f Hide and S e e k 1 3 0. T h e Duk e o f New York: or The A dven t ures o f a B ill io.,aire. 13 1 Prowl e r Tom, the D e t e ctive; o r T h e F loating Beaut y Mystery. 1 32. Man Again s t being the 1seoue l to Prowler Tom. 13.'3. O l d S l euth's Sile n t o r The Dead H a n d at the Morgue. 1 34 The Leagu e o f Fou r ; or The T rail o f t h e Man Track e r : 135. The Hou s e o f Fear; or T h e Young Duke s Strange Quest. TO' BE PUBLISHEI? O N F RIDAY. 3-1 3 6 Foile d b y Fate; bei g the s equel to The House of F e ,ar. F e b. 10-137 A Dash for M ill ions; or Old Ironsides Trail of M ystery. F e b. The Trail of Thre e ; or The Motor Pirates Last Stand Feb 24-1 39. A Dead Man's Hand; or Caught by his Own Victim. F o r sal e by all newsdealers and bookselle r s or sent, pC!)stage paid by the p ublis h e r s t1pon r e c eipt of 6 c ents p e r copy, 10 cof>ies for 5 0 cent!. Postage stamps taken the same a s m oney A ll back numbers always in THE ARTHUR WESTBROOK COMPANY, CLEVELAND, OHIO, U.S. A.

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,.. .:_:....:;\'_., .... -7""-._ ..... ____ ------ ----------- --Standing Alone at the Head of Its Class The Indian Weekly . ; l: ...... PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY -{ This gr a departure from all other five-cent weeklies that are now being published. It ha s th e ;rgrea tes t sto rie s o f fronti e r life, o f Indian s and of the far West that have ever befn i ss u ed. , The s t ories a r e l o n ger than th ose publi s hed in a ny other five-cent library, except the celebrated OLD SLEUT H WEEKL Y . They a fe edited by Col o nel Spencer Dair, the most celebrated Indian Scout, Bandit Tracker and Gu_n Fighte r of m odern ficti o n . A new is i ss ued eve;y Thurs day LIST OF TITLE'S t No. 1. THE OtlTLAW S PLEDG. E .................. .... ............ or The Raid o n the Old Stockade No. 2 J.;B.A CKED T O HIS LAIR . . ................... .... ... o r The .of the Midnight Raider N p 3 . THE BLACK DEAT H ....... ........ .... .... .... ... : ...... or The Curse of the Navajo Witch No. 4 T H E SQUAW MAN'S R E VENGE .............. ........... ....... ... or Kidna pped by the Piutes No. 5. TRA PPED BY THE' CREES . . .......... ..................... or Tricke d by a R enegade Scout No. 6. BETRAYED B Y A MOCCASIN .. ..... .... .......... o r The R ound-Up q.f the Indian Smugglers No. 7 F L Y I N G CLOU D S L AST STAND ......... .............. Q.l' The Battl e of D ea d M a n's Canyon No. 8. A D ASH FOR LIFE ............................... ............... or Tricked by Timber Wolves _No. 9 THE DECO Y MESS AGE ................... ....... ..... ..... or The Ruse of the Border Jumpers No. H ) THE M IDNIGHT ALAR M .............. ............... .. o r The R a id on the Paymaster's Camp No.. 11. THE MA.SKED R IDER S ...... ......... : ...... : : ............ or The Mystery of Gulch . No. 1 2 LURED BY OUTLAWS .............................. or The Mounted Ranger's Pesperate Ride ,"-r TO BE PUBLISHED, ON THURSDAY F ebruary 23-No: 13. STAGE COACH BILL' S LAST RIDE .......... or The Bandits of Great Bear Lake Ma r c h 2 No. 1 4 THE T R AGEDY OF H ANGMAN' S GULCH .... or The Gho s t of Horn Mounta ins Ma rcl1 9 No. 15. T H E TREASURE S OF MAcKENZIE ISLES ............ or The Outlaw's Drag-Net Ma r c h 1 6 No. 1 6 .HELD UP A T SNAKE B ASIN ...................... or The Renegade's Death-Vote Ma r c h 23No. 17. THE MAIL RIDE R S D ASH WITH DEATH ...... or The D esperado of Poker Flat Ma r c h 30-No. 18. THE R E:O MASSACRE . ................... or The Hold-Up Men of Barren Lands Ap ril 1:9 : T H E MYSTE R Y O F THE ARCTIC CIRCLE .... ..... o r The Robbers' Round-Up Ap ril 1 3 N o 2 0 HOUNDED BY RED MEN ................ or The Road Agents of Porcupine Ri ver A pril 2'1.. THE FUR TRADER' S DISCOVERY ....... ....... or The Brotherhood of Thieves A pril 2 7 .;--No. zz,: OF LITTLE SLAVE LAKE ..... or The Trapper's Vengeance May; 23. ')N l[.;l-IT RIDERS O F T H E NORTHWEST .......... . or The Vigilantes' R evenge Ma y 11-No. 24. T H E SPECTRE OF THUN D ERBOLT CAVERN . or Tricked by Midnight Assassins "':. (, 6 The AMERICAN I NDIA N WEEKI:.. Y i s for s ale by all newsdealers and booksellers, .or it w ill be sent t o ariy ai:ldres s p os tpai d by the publishers upon receipt of 6c per copy, 10 copies for 50c. All b a ck number s al wa y s in stock.. ..


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