Frank Reade, Jr., and his new steam horse: Or, The search for a million dollars


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Frank Reade, Jr., and his new steam horse: Or, The search for a million dollars A story of wild life in New Mexico
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., N oname's" Latest and Best Storie s are Published in This Library. Entered as Second Class Matter at the New York, N. Y Post Offtce, Oct. 5, 1892. No 7 {coMPLETE.} FRANK TousEY. PuBLISHER, 34 & 36 NoRTH MooRE STREET, NEw YoRK { J JucE } Vol. 1 New York, November 5, 1892. IssuED WEEKLY 5 -I Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1892, by FRANK TOUSEY, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. Frank Beaae, Jr.., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE: Or, THE SE !\.RCH FOR A MILLION DOLLARS. By ' NONAME." f 1

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FRANK READE, JR., .AND HIS NEW STE M HORSE. The subscription Price of the FRANK READE LIBR RY by the year is $2.50: $1.25 per six months, postpaid. Address FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 34 and 36 North Moore Street. Box 2730. FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE; OR, THE SEARCH FOR A MILLION DOLLARS. A Story ef Wild Life in New Mexico. By "NONAME," Author of" Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man Chasing a Gang of Rustlers ',"etc., etc. CHAPTER J. THE N,.EW INVENTION. FRANK READE, JR., the prince of inventors, sat at a large table one day in the office of his extensive machine shops, which ha:l been built for the exclusive manufacture of his own inventions. Upon the table was a pile of papers, covered with drawings and hieroglyphic notes, which were comprehensive to the inventor alone. "'l'here," said the famous y0ung inventor, with 11 light of JOY in his handsome eyes. "Now 1 believe I have drawn every detail, and all that I need do now is to have the parts made and put togetller." So en grossed bad Frank been in his work that he bad not noticed the entrance of a man into the room. The visitor was one of the most comical looking characters that one might chance to see in a week's travel. He was of diminutive stature, but thickset and strong, A large head, covered with a shock of red hair, Eat upon his shoulder>. His features were of the ultra Hibernian type, with flat nose, heavy brows, deep upper lip and high cheek bonlls. An Irishman be was beyond all peradventure. Dressed in knee pants of corduroy, with velvet jacket and green stockings, he looked a fresh importation from Ireland. The top av the mornin' to yez, Misther Frank!" exclaimed the visitor in a rich brogue. Frank whirled about. Barney O'Shea!" he gasped. "Well, I'm glad to see you. So you have returned safely from your trip to Ireland?" I have that, sor." "Well, !Jow did you make it!" The Celt elevated his chm and took a strutting walk across the floor. "Shure, Mistber Frank, av Ireland was only free onct more I think she'd be the foinest counthry in all the worruld." "Ah, w1th America excepted." "Exceptio' no countbry, sor, mark me worruds. Och hone, it's a sad day for Ireland whin thim bloody Britisber s got their grip on it. I Shure, I looked in vain fer the castle av me ancisters, the Borus." And couldn't you lind it?" askeu Frank, with a smile. Shure, an' indade not. I beerd that they had moved it over for a summer palace for her bighcess, Queen Victoria, in England, bad cess to the thieves av Britishers." "Well, that's a sad case," agreed Frank. "I suppose it was some consolation to go and look at the ground where it bad formerly stood." "Shure, sor. that was only pain for me, I kin tell ye." And Barney O'Shea bad recourse to a green silk kerchief, all em blazoned with harps and little cherubs. Well, you have my sympathy, Barney," said Frank Reade, Jr., pleasantly, "and I'm glad you've got home safely. You have come in good time, for I have a great scheme on band at pre 8 eot. In fact, I have just completed the drawings for the greatest invention yet." The Irishman instantly put up his handkerchief and became ali eagerness. It mig ht be well to mention that Barney O'Shea was a very faithful servant of the young inventor. He had just returned from a vacation trip to the "ould'sod." Barney bad been for many years with Frank Reade, Sr., the father of the present young inventor, and had traveled the world over with him. "Shure, sor, its rful!" cried Barney, earnestly. "But howiver will yez dbrive the baste?" By these reins which will connect with the horse's lower jaw and by pressure act upon the throttle valve and also the whistle valve." But howiver will yez stheer the animile?" asked Barney. "That IS very simple," replied Frank. By this crank and rod through the dasher of the wagon which will turn tbe forward wheels m any direction and also the Horse. But now that I have described the Steam Horse let me t ell you about the wagon." "All roight, sor, '' replied Barney. Sll ure it's a wondherful ma chine." "The wagon Will have four wheels, the tires of which will be grooved The dasher in front will. have a crank and rod for the brake and steering gear. "Tbe body of the wagon will contain a tank for water, with pipes extending through the shafts to tile boiler. Also a receptacle for coal or wood, or any material suitable for fuel. On each side or the wagon are also lockers above the coal bunk ers for the storage or weapons, ammunition tools, stores, orj anything needed on a long trip across the country. "So much for the body of the wagon. Now over the wagon there will be aCtrap with four grooved standards Curtains of finest steel plates and bullet-proof are made to pull up or down as occasion re quires, on all sides. In these curtains are loopholes to fire tbrougb. in case of an attack from an enemy." Frank sank into his chair as he finished, and said: "That's all. Now what do you think of it, Barney?" The Celt mnde a grimace with his comical mug, and replied: "Shure, it's a big thing, Mist her Frank, an' I'm wid yez." "I am glad to bear you say that." "Wbiniver will yez have It made?" "Within two months."

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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW S'rEAM HORSE. 3 "Oeb bone, but wliativer will:yez do wid it!" "jWe will take a trip In it to tlle far West." Phwat will we ody could guess. But two months later., as Frank had predicted, the New Steam Horse stood finished and complete. A few of Frank's Intimate friends were admitted to see the wonder ful invention. All pronounced it the wonder of modern times. Among the visitors was a dangerous cranl;: who tried to ascertain the eecret of the inv ti()n. He curried a dyn mite cartridge and migllt have done it harm had not Frank caused his arrest. The New 8team Horse was a credit to Frank Reade, Jr.'s working force of mechanics. I It was all reudy for a trip and was ready also. The rumor was mrculated that the Steam Horse was to start for the Northwest on an Ind1an trailing expedition. But at tbe last moment a thrilling series of incidents occurred which gave Frank an object to pursue. Colleague of Barney's aud an old servant of the Reades' was a negro named Pomp. Pomp wa!.' certainly a unique sort of a character. He was short of stature and thick-set, with a genuine African type of countenance. But Pomp was as faithful as be was homely and much devoted to Frank Reade, Jr. Like Barney he was alwaya a companion of the inventor in all his travels, One day Pomp was just entering the yard of the Reade Iron Works when be was accosted l>y a mysterious-looking stranger. "Look here, my man," he said, in a low tone, "ain't your name Pomp?" Dat am a fac', sab." "And you work for Frank Reade, Jr.!" Bet yo' life I "Good enough! Now I want to see your )Daster." "Yo' wants LOsee Marse Frank?'' "Yes." "Well," sniffed Pomp, suspiciously, "why don' yo' jes' go right along up to his bouse and speak to him like a man, sab?" CHAPTER II. THE DETEC l 'IVE'S STORY. : THE stranger 8hrugged his shoulders. "There is a reason for that," he made reply, doggedly r Sah!" exclaimed Pomp. :"I say I baye a reason for not." ii > What am 1t, sah?" Can I trust you?" Well, sah, yo' can if yo' wants to." The fellow hesilatecl a moment. "Well," he said, tinnily, "the reason I don't go up to the house is because it is shadowed l>y detectives." Pomp was dumfounded. "Slladowed by detectives, sah? Did yo' say dat fing, sah?" "I did.'' Wbat yo' mean by it?" The fellow pulled a newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Pomp. "No doubt you have readjof that affair," he said, indicating a para graph with l>lnck headlintos. 'Deed and I bas, sal!!" said Pomp, as he read the article. The article was several months old and described an affair which bad created a tremer;Jllous sensation throughout the country. Thus it read: Further particulars of the daring robbery of a million dollars in gold and currency from tbe car of the Texas Express Company, at Hard Pan station on the M., N. & T. Railtoad Latest report has it that the train was slowing up at Hard Pan, when Conductor Lewis went into the express car. "To his surpri s e he saw Expre ss Clerk David Mayhew sitting in a chair to which he was tight y l>ound with ropes. "Upon the car floor lay the dead body or Messenger Clark', with a bullet in hiS brain. The safe door was open, and in the car door stood a masked mar., who leaped as the train slowed up and disappeared in, the darKn e ss. The train stopped a moment later, and a trAmendous sensation was created when it was learnetl that the small iron chest containing t-ae fortune of a million dollars was gotte. Clerk Mayhew was liberated and told a thrilling tale. "He says thai. as himself and Clark were bu>y at the deak, both turned, to be suddenly confronted l>y two men with revolvers. Both wore l>lack masks. "Mayllew surrendered, but Clark made a fight and was shot. Then the rol>bers seized the chest containing the million dpllars, which waa very heavy, dragged it to the car door, and at a certaiu point threw it out into the darkness. "Then one of the men removed his mask and went back into the train. The other leaped from the car as Comluctor Lewis entered. "At 'Jnce tbe train ran l>ack down the line, and a search was made for the chest of treasure and the robbers. "But not a sign of them could be seen anywhere. It was evident the robbers knew at what point to drop the treaanre oft, and that they had confe::lerates there in waiting. "That the treasure w1ll ever be, recovered is doubtful. It is be lieved tbat Duncan Darke, the noted bandit of upper Texas, is the leader of thelgang. Detectives are working upon the case, and it has even been reported that Frank Reade, Jr., the world famous inventor of the Steam Man, would take the case in hand for tlle express com pany. Great e xcitement is extant over the affair." Pomp's eyes b11lged as he reacl this latter statement "Well, did yo' eber hear de hl\e ol> dat!" he spluttered "Dat re porter bad a jolly bit ob Pall fo' to mix Marse Frank's name up with t!Je thing." "Ah, then Mr. Reade bas no idea of going?" asked the fellow, eagerly. '' Ob course he don'. Moreober, de Steam Man am broke all up into hly bits ob pieces." "But has he not invented a Steam Horse?" "To l>e suo', sah !" "Well, mebbe it's that, then. Are you sure that he don't intend going on a search for a million dollars?" "01.> co'se I "Well, tbat's queer. any rate, it is the general belief tbat he in tends doing so. In fact, that is why so many detectives are shadow ing him and his house. It is their idea to follow him up and get some of a clew to the whereal>auts of tbe robbers, and go in nod win the reward." "DA debbil yo' say!" gasped Pomp. "I should fink dat dey would do beUer fo' to go right out an hunt fo' de thieves, an' not trouble 'hout Marse Frank an' his plans.'' "Oh, well, it is only the snide detectives who are doing this. They haven't got the ability to get a clew in any otlter way." "Huh! don' fink much ob dem kind." "Neither do 1. Now I am a detective myself, but I am not here to shadow this place, but to see Frank Reade, Jr., upon very important business. However, I don't want these detectives to s ee me.'' "Yas, sah," sail! Pomp, slowly. What am yo' name?" "My name is Dan Burton." Pomp studied the fellow's face a moment and then said: "If yo' will wait a moment, sah, I link I can tind Marse Reade." "All right." Pomp vanished into a side room. It was not long before he re-ap peared. "Marse Frank am in de designint room," he declared. "He says he will see yo' in dar." Burton, the detective, followed Pomp through tbe inner building to a room in one corner where Frank at a ta!>le sometimes worked at his deBigning. The young inventor sprang up as his visitor entered. Burton advanced and introduced himself, shaking bands warmly with Frank. He stated the facts in the case to Frank just as he bad to Pomp. The fanwns inventor listened with interest. I have rPnd an account of this affair," be declared, but why should it specially interest me? The newspapers are tilled with ac counts of a like sort." "Very true," said Burton, quietly, "but I think you will be inter ested when I have explained the mattflr more fully." "I don't believe it," said Frank, po6itively. Why are these de tectives shadowing me and my house?" 1 I With the foolish hope that they will be able to fathom your plans in case you did make an attempt to recover the million dollars lost.'' "Well, they are wasting time here," declared Frank. "I have no idea of going in quest of the lost million.'' "You bave not?" "No, sir." smiled in a curious manner. "I think I can show you something that will induce you to go," be said. "I think not, sir.'' "A very le.rge reward is offered for the capture of the robbers. One hundred thousand dollars will be paid." "I care nothing for that," said Frank. "Let us drop the subject here.'' "One moment." "Well!" Did you ever meet a man namAd David :Mayhew?" Frank looked interrogatively at Burton. "What!" he "Not Dave Mayhew, of Silver Creek, New I Mexico!" "The same.''

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4 FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. "Why, he saved my life once when I was sinking in a quicksand. I shall never forgeL him." "I thoui]bt not. Well, this same express clerk is the same Davs Mayhew, 01 Silver Creek." "Ab, but he is implicated in no way with the robbers." "or course not. Yet suspicion is upon him, and lle has been arrested." Frank was astonished. "You don't mean it!" "Yes, I do. In tll{l lawless country where he is held, such a theft ls held pumsbable by death." Frank sprang to his feet. Never!" be cried, "they shall not harm a hair of Dave Mayhew's head. Why, I owe my life to tbat lad." I knew tbat you would not refuse to help him," said Burton, quietly. "D1d he send you.to me?'' "Yes." What can I do for him?" If you can lind the million dollars stolen ancl capture the thieves you will clear him of suspicion and win his release from prison; ay, save his life." "I will retract my statement ofa:rew moments ago cried Frank, forcefully. "I will certainly go to the a1d of Dave Mayhew. Yes, and at once. Before I retur to Readestowo I will have recovered that money and captured the thieves or forfeit my life." Frank touched an electric bell. Pomp appeared at once. Pomp!" he; said, authoritatively, get the Steam Horse.in read iness. Have stores and ammunition on hand and puck the machine in sections to be shipped to-night to New Mexico." "A'right, sah." Pomp uisappeared with this. Burton was much excited. Then you undertake the mission, Mr. Reade!" he cried. I do," replied Frank. God bless you! You will save Dave's life. I would ask a favor." "Wbatt" "That I may be one of your party." Frank shook his bead. "I am to decline, sir," he said. "Barney and Pomp are my only traveling companionson this trip.'' Well," said Burton, tbe detective, arising, "I have fulfilled one part or my mission. Now for the other part." What is that?" I am going to New Mexico by first train to work the case up on my own hook, If I cannot go with you, I can least go alone. I mean to win that big reward if I can," I wish you success!" Thank you! Perhaps we may meat in the far West." "I hope sol" Good-Clay!" The door closed and Burton was gone. From that moment Frank was busy preparing for his trtp west. There was much to do. The rumor of the proposed trip with the Steam Horse went out and all Readestown was on the qui vlve of excitement. The workmen quickly packed the different sections or the Ste:1m Horse In a special Cllr. 'i'hen a speci !locomotive was chartered to take the train through to -New Mexico. A great crowd gathered at the depot to see Frank off. Barney and Pomp were there, all equipped and ready for the trip. The excitement was most tremendous. It was known that Frank's trip was one or philanthropic Rort, and that it was also conneeted with the million dollar train roub ery. That he should go unhesitatingly to the relief of a frien New Steam Horse and its young inventor to New Mexico was to be not unattencled with frightful risk and periL CHAPTER III. THE COMANCHES. CRACK! It was the ebarp report of a. rifle which smote upon the air or the New Mexico desert. About as far as the eye could reach, nought but a level expanse of plain wa!! in view, save just in what seemed the center there was a clump or cactus. Not Iitty ya1ds from this clump:or cacti the Steam Horse bad just come to a halt. For a month the Steam HorPe, with Frank Reade, Jr., Barney and Pomp in the wagon had been traversing the Western wilds. Crossing this expanse of the desert they bad to the clump of cactus. They were really looking for water. Many of the cacti or a certain species are reservoirs of cool, pure water. Knowing this, Frank bad the cactus clump, for there was no sigu of water eisewhere on the plain. But just as the Ste a m Horse, driven by Barney, was about to come to a halt, there was a puff or smoke, the sharp report or a rifle and a. bullet struck the metal siue of the wagon. Pomp had been at the door of the wagon and was about to leap out. But he checke
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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. 5 "Ah! then you are or the same opinion. as myself that Darke was at the bottom of the deal?" Jackson no
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I ). 6 FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. But darkness was close at hand, in fact; was rapidly approachin"' and would be upon th e m by tte time the hills were reached. = Jackson seemed to be aware of this, and rode alongside. "I reckon we won't make the hills afore dark, capen," he said. "IL looks that w a y," agreed Frank. "It's quite a bit of a ways." "Yes." "What'll ye do?" "Well, we will keep on until we do reach them." "And then--" "We will camp on the spot." "That suits me, friends. I'll stay by ye until mornin'." "All right," agreed Frank. Jack son urged his horse on now all the faster. was r a pi dly growing less. Soon only a plain five miles bro a d lay b e twe c 1 them and the bas e or the hills. This was crossed quickly, but when at length they arriv e d at the Coot of a steop mount a in wall, it was clearly too dark to go further. So FTank s t opp e d the Horse and bank e d the tire s in the furnace. The co.al suppl y w a s short but as luck bad it, the spot upon wbtch they halted w a s !ltrectly over a vein of coal which ex ter.ded into th e mountain sid e That is luck," declared Frank; "to-morrow we will fill the bunk ere..'' S ._camp was quickly made. A lire was made from a heap of the coal, and an antelope sh(lt by B a rn e y in crossin g the plain was dressed The juicy ste ak was cooked over the lire and proved most palatable. All ate heartily and then sat down about the cheery lir e ." I lit w a s the time of year n N ew Mexico when the !lays were blazinoo hot a nd the nights frigid with the thermometer at 35 or 3 6 degrees. 0 One feels th e cold fully as much in that sort of chmate as in the Northwest with th e temper a ture at zero. It was jus t a good time for Barney to produce his fiddle and Pomp his banjo. Th e two comical chaps played Irish jigs and breakdowns interspersed with song s galore. Jackson s eemed to enj o y the affair immensely. lndeed it was a rare treat to the plainsman, and he guffawed in good earn es t. "Wall, I swan he exclaimed. "Yew chaps are a caution and no mistake. I'd like to have ye meet the rest of tber boys tber rang e." .._ "Perhaps the opportunity may come," said Frank, ple asantly. ''Wall, I ain t much on the musical biz declared Jankson "but I used to know a tune or two on this thing." He h eld up a Jewsharp as h e spoke. "Oat's rig-ht!" cried Pomp, "gib u s a tune, sah." Jackson Jid not refuse. He plac e d the Jewsbarp to bis lips and began. For a few moments his listeners were spell-b'lund at the amount of music that he actually succeeded in getting out of tbat Yankee instru ment. When be had finished all bad appl a uded well, and Barney cried: "Shure, sor, it's a wondh e r yez are wid that insthrument! I niver heard the loik e s av it afore.'' ' But it don't compare with the fiddle or the 'Janjo declared Jackson. "I only play for me own amusement." "Well, yez play well!" cried Barn11y. "Shure, I don t see why we can't play a du e t. Do yez know Garryowen?'" "Sore!" r e pli e d the cowboy. "Y.ez know the same, naygur," said Barney to Pomp. "Yez kin come m on the accompllmeut." ::Golly! dat harf so pretty !19 'Kitty Wells,"' objected Pomp. . Yez are a _101ar," explod e d Barney; "there niver was a chune yit mvmted the a1quel av Garryowen.' "Hub! Don' yo' call men liar agin, l'isb." The two b e lligerents glared et each other. Jackson saw the danooer at once, and quickly interposed. 0 "Bold on. pards!" be cried. "We'll play Garryowen an' then we'll play 'Kitty Wells' afterwards. That will divide it up.'' "'" All right!" cried Barney. Shure, that's fair enough." .;cc I'll agree to dat!" rejoined Pomp. The argument was settled and all now went to work. .. three instruments to work well together. Jackson had a splendtd bass voice, and with Pomp's tenor and baritone, the strains of "Garryowen and "Kitty Wells were nchly rendered. Frank listened with much enjoyment. When the ln.st strains dted out upon the air, Barney struclt up a jig on his fiddle. In a moment Pomp was upon his feet shufiling like mad. The dnrky was having a high old dance when suddenly an incident occurred to put a peremptory end to the merry making. Frank h a d cbanced to glance up the mountain side. As he did so his l!aze encountered a startling object. He was upon his f eet ln au instant. up!" be cried, sharply, "there's danger ahead." _In an 1nstnnt Barney's fiddle and Pomp's banjo went into their cases. sprang to Frank's side. "Shure, !tiisther Frank, phwativer is the matther?" cried Barney. Frank powted up the mountain side with his forefinger. -CHAPTER V. THE LIGHT ON THE MOUNTAIN, "Do you see that!" he cried. "What is it?" "It's a loight!" cried Barney. Phwativer is the cause of it?" This was a conundrum. It was certainly a ligbt, far up the mountain side. It gyrated for a few moments and then remained stationary. What did it mean? Surely, it was a mysterious thing. It was not lar_ge enouooh for a camp-lire, nor did it look like a torch. "' It appeared to be a red signal lantern, such as are used by trainmen for signals on the line. "lt'il a lantern!" cried Frank. "Sllure, sor, that's what it is," agreed Barney. Jackson stood like o, statue watching the distant object. He did not speak for some moments. Then be turn e d about with a deep breath and said: Don't ye think we'd better move:our quarters, capen?" "WI.Jat do you mean!" asked Frank. Jest what I said.'' Why sboul!l we move camp?" Bekase I believe that there'll likely be danger here Cor us pooty quick." Abl then you think that light indicates t!le proximity of an enemy?' "I do." ''What sort of a foe?" Why, hke enough Dun Darke and his gang.'' But do you think danger threatens us? They may not know that we are here." "If they don't they socn will," declared Jackson, co,olly., An' then they might make it warm for us." Frank hesitated a moment. Then he said: I guess you're right, Jackson; but I have got a,plan.'' "What is it, pard?" "Come with me and I'll show you." Frank advanced to the wagon and opened the draughts of the furnace and began to g e t up steam the Horse. , Then be pulled np the steel screens of the wagon. '" "Barney and Pomp, you get aboard,'' he said, authoritatively. The two servitors obey ed. Then Frank turned to Jackson. My friend," he s a id, tersely, "you're o. man of sand, I take it." "Try me!" replied the cowboy, tersely. "I will. You are not afraid to accompany me on a little bush scout up the mountain side?" Jackson whistled s o ftly. I see your g ame!" he said. I am with you.'' You will go?" "Yes." Bt:!jabers, Misther Frank: won't yez let me go wid yez!" cried Ba.rney. "Not this time," replied Frank, "but you may remain here with the Horse in readiness to fly if the pounce upon you, If the roe do not show up wait here until we return.'' "All right, eor!" cried Barney. "We'll do jes' as yo' says, Marse Frank!" cried Pomp. See that you do." Frank then turned to Jackson. Now we are rsadyl" he declared. Let us be off.'' WiLbout hesttation the two men at once struck out into the dark ness. Up the mountain side they went, side by side and with great stealth. Frank had located tht> position of the red light, so that he believed he could go directly to ft It was not easy work clambering over the rough tree trunks and ledg e s which strewed the mountain side. But slowly aud persistently they made their way upward. After a time they came out upon a rocky ledge from which a view of the plain below was to be bad. Nothing could be seen of the lights or the Steam Horse, which were undoubtedly bidd e n by the fringe of trees. But far above the strange red light could be seen "That is curious!" muttered Frank. "It seems as far off as ever.'' 9: "You're ri g ht agreed Jackson. "Wall, p'r'aps it's movinoo upward jes' the same as we are.'' "' "No." Frank gave a sudden exc l amation and pointed out on the darkened prairie. A strange sight wns there to be seen. Ill Twinkling in the blackness like a myriad of stare were a Iaro-e ni.lmber of lights. 0 There was sufficient halo from them for the two watchers to identify tbe dim ligures or horsemen. They were riding toward the hills, and were bearing torches or lan terns. "That's curious," muttered Frank, in amazement. "What on earth does it mean?" "It's Don Darke's gang!" declared Jackson, earnestly. "And they're a-comiu' right straight toward the hill." "That's true!" rejoined Frank, in consternation. "And the Steam Horse is right in their path.'' I

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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW S'l'EAM HORSE. N "Great guns!" gasped Jackson. "Ye're dead right!" "It Is a oad outlook." "Shall we go back and give the boys help?" Frank hesitated. l don't believe it is necessary," he declared. All t." "Baruey and Pomp will vary likely remember my instructions and keep out of the way of the foe." "Correct, boss! It's go ahead, t!Jen, is it?" "I think it best." "All right!" "But wait-see! they have changed th e ir course." This was true. The train robbers had seemed to swerve to the southward and were receding in that direction. Frank was much elated. "'!'hat iSJ.good luck!" be cried. "We may g o ahead now." Accordingly they cont!nued tbei!t climb up the mountain side. The purp o se of the red lig h t was quite plain n ow. It wus a signal or beacon for th e rAturuing patty. Beyond doubt Darke's stronghold was somewhere in thes e hills On up the hlllside t!Jey pusheu, l e ading the way. Soon the trees grew smaller auu more stuuted, and then they cama to vast ledges or granite. The summit was near and tHey looked for the red light. But it had disappeared. SomAwhat mysteriously it had vanished, and there was nothing left to guide the searchers now. For a moment th e y were irresolute. Then ll'rank sta rted forwa rd. "Never s ay die!'' he muttered. "We must go on at random now." "All ri g ht, boss!" agreed Jacl;son. Stumbling on in the gloom, a sudden cry from Jackson was beard and then a dull thud. Wtth horror, Fra nk realiz e d what bad happened. "My God!" he cried, "have you fallen, Jackson! Where are you?" All was the silence of the grave. Frank bent down and crept forwarJ cautiously upon his bands and knees. In a moment he had reached the brink or a precipice. Over this Jackson hr.d plunged, it seemed to his death. Frank was petrified with horror. He listened for some sounds from the abyss below. He shouted the cowboy's name agam and agalu. Then an inspira tion came to him. He drew a small pocket lantern from his pocket and lit it. Then, bending over the edge of the pr e cipice, te tlas!J ed it9 rays downward. Fif t e e n feet below he saw the lev e l land at the foot of the descent. The distance was n o t very great after all. Bat there in a heap lay the body of Jackson. Frank fastened the lantern to his belt and proceeded to climb down the descent. In a momont more he was bending over Jackson, but .Already the cowboy was showing signs of returning consciousness. He had be e n merely stunn e d by the fall. Not a bone wa.s broken and he was not badly injured. This was most fortunate. "Thank Heaven, you are alive, Jackson!" cried Frank. YE!s, pard, an' I'll wager me life 1 couldn't fall that distance agio an' escape alive "I don't believe you could." J a ckson s crambi A d to his feet. "I'm all right," he declar e d. "Only me head rings like a bell." "You will soon get over that . "In course I will. But do ye know, Mr. Reade, that just as I !ell I had a queer sight!" "What!" "Why, jest np there through the da-rkness I saw the flash of a light and a man's head an' shoulders in it." Frnnk was at once Inter e sted. "Where was this!" he asked. "Just up y:mder-a!JI" t He ceased speaking. Both men craned their necks and tried to penetrate the gloom, while curious sounds came to their ears. "What do you call it?" whispered the cowboy, shrilly. It ia the tramp of horses' feet," declared Frank, positively. So I thought!" Ah I see that!" A bright light suddenly broke the gloom far up the mountain side. Only for an instant was it visible. It was as if a torch had for one Instant been visible at a crevice of the clifT, only to vanish as the one carrying it passel! on. Without a word Frank and Ja kson started up the slope. They understood the situation at once. The train robbers had returned from a raid, and were making their way throu g h a defile over the mountainli. Arrived at the brow of the height, the two watchers looked down upon the other side. Their gaze wa.s at once rewarded by a strange sight. A narrow gorge, which might at times be the course of water, was thronged with men and horses. r Rough looking fellows they were, and at intervals one would carry a torch. It was a weird and strange looking parade. The two spies watched it with interest. "Them air Dun a>1uke's men," declared Jackson, positively. "I know it by the looks on 'em." "Indeed!" exclaimed Frank. Is Darke himself there?" "Yes-there be is, ju s t ap tbe defile a hundred feet or more." Frank gazed with interest upon the chief of the train roobers. CHAPTER VI. A SCoUTING TRIP. D uNCAN DARKE was a tall, powerful-framed man, with long curling black mustaclle, sharp clun, high cheek hones, and hawK-lik e eyes. In all the New Mexico wilderness no n:an was better known, or more generally feared. He was responsible for many a d e sperate rairl on ranch and rail r o ad. Many a home had been made destitute and many a crime lay charged al the door of the villain. He was literally a villain of the dyed-in-wool sort. Cruelty and love or bloodshed were his chief perquisites. Wherever he struck blo od flowed wickedly. Many efiorts had been made by law-abiding communities to capture and imprison him. Vigilant bands had scoured the plains and searched the hills. Battles had been fought to the finish, buL Darke : always came O(f victorious in all or them. It was saitive up into the mountain retreat, there to make slaves of them. The daring train rohbery on the M., N. & T. was but one or many such epis odes. Iu fact, the villain or g anized nnd k ept in existence a perfect reign of terror throughout southern New M e xico. When the rumor went out that he had not after all secured the mil lion d o llar prize, the excitement w a s inten se. Various theories as to the disappearance of the treasure were ex pounded. But none of them served to explain it. Searchmg parties went forth, but returned empty banded. Frank Reade, Jr., gazed with great interest at the celebrated bandit Of course, in the dim light of the torches, he had not tLe best sort. or an opportunity to study his features. But Frank saw that ha was not a man of the ordinary sort. "He will be a bard one to handle," he muttered. "You are right:" chimed in Jackson. "He's a wicked iutln!uu.al. ' 1 "Undoubtedly he is now on his way to his "Yes, I reckon so." -"What had we better do!" "Wait a bit." '!.he outlaws continued to lile by to fully the number of seventy-live. After they had gone from si ght and the gorge was still, th e two watcllers ventured to from thfilir concealment. "Come on, pard," whispered Jackson. "Let's catc!J en behind.'' Down into the gr>rge they Reaching the trail below, they crept swiftly along in pursuit or the outlaws. '!.'he torches were dimly visible in the distance, and keeping these in view, they crept on. The gorge was a long aud winding way through the hills. It seemed almost intermmable, but suddenly it came out to the brow of a mountain wall, jutting down a thousand feet or more. Upward was the same dis tance in sheer ascent. A path wound along the face or this. It terminated finally upon a shelf of rock, seemingly one hundred feet in width, and extending to the verge of the prec!pice. In the mountain wall back of the aerial plateau was a deep-mouth ed cavern. Nature bad endowed the spot with all the perquisites necessary for the stronghold or an outlaw. All this Frank and Jackson were enabled to see from their posi tion, which was in an angle or the cliff just where the path merged with the shalf. "Great guns!" gasped Jackson, "did ye ever see the beat of that, capenT ' "It is certainly a very secure retreat," agreed Frank. "Jiminy! however can we even with your Steam Boss expect to lick this hull tribe!" "We cannot do it very well," agreed Frank. What's yore idee the!\!" "Well, my plan is to work some scheme to capture Darke. How ever, if he has not got the million dollars stolen from the express com pany I don't know as iL wouhl be doing much toward gaining tile ends I have:expected to.'' Jest what I was thin kin', boss; only If ye capture Darke he'll like enough give evidenca to clear young Mayhew, eh?'' "Just so," replied Frank; "although just at present I don't see how we are to do it." I suttinly don't nuther.'' "At least, it is w e ll to know that we have gained positive knowl edge or the exact location or the robbers' den.'' ' J es' so!" "Now, I think we might as well return to the Horse." \

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I -_.,..--4 4M 8 FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. All right!" With th1s the two watchers started to creep back down the gorge in the shadows so dense. They made their way easily along the narrow path into the gorge. Here r.he darkr.ess was intense. It was necessary to proceed with the greatest caution. It wu.s odd that no guard was posted in the gorge. Frank: noted and marveled at this. However, it was fortunate for them that this was the case. Down the gorge they crept rapidly. Suddenly a startling thing occurred. Jackson paused and clutched Frank's arm. "Jericho! do ye hear that!" Faint from tbe distance came the shrill, ear-splitting whistle or the Steam Horse. Something was wrong. "They have been attacked!" cried Frank; "that is 11. signal to us I am sure." Great guns!" ejaculated Jackson. What kin we do, pard?" Back to the plam as quickly as possible." 1 : The two men started down the gorge at full speed. But now a startling sound came from their rear. It was the winding of a horn and the cl&tter of horses hoofs. "Tiley have tak'ln the alarm and are coming!" gaspell Franlc, "they heard that whistle." "I reckon ye're right, boss!'' cried Jackson. What shall we do?" "Come quick! they will be upoc us." Frank pulled his companion into the shadows by the side of the path. He was not a moment too soon. Crouched by the mountain wall the two explores Raw the horsemen go by at a full gallop. Down the gorge they swept. But just fifty yards beyond, the horse ridden by one of them stumbled and fell in a heap. The rltler was thrown instantly. The gang did not however, but kept on at full swing. For a moment, Frank and Jackson hesitated as to what move to make. 'l.'he horse lay upon its side with a broken leg. The rider was insensible in a heap in the path. Not one of the other outlaws was in sight. "Listen!" cried Frank; "do you hear any more coming!" "No." .. "I have an idea!" "Well?" "Let us make a prisoner of that chap if he is not dead." "What for?" "We can force him to give us much valuable information. Perhaps be can tell us about the million dollars." BQ.t will he?" "He might with a threat of death." "!"e'rea brick. Go a !:lead an' I'll folly ye anywhere." Frank ran quickly to the side of the prostrate out law. He was just in the act of attempting to get upon his feet. He bad ueen unhurt beyond a little shaking up aud a few bruises. Frank ln!tantly held a revolver at his head. rt "Hands up!" he said, sternly. "I have the drop!" !;_ The fellow obeyed. Who are ye ?" he growled. "A friend, if you obey orders." "What do ye want?" "Are you not one of Darke's gang?" The fellow dropped an oath as he replied tersely: I," I ain't sa yin'.'' ''No, but had better. There's a l ead pellet in this pistol." "Wall, neighbor, I 'low ye're rigllt. I am one of the gang." "Did Darke just go by with his men?" II" Yes." Who is left at the den?" The fellow hesitated. Who the devil are ye?" he asked. Whai do you want to know for?" "It don't matter. I want a truthful answer." Wall, I kain't say as thP.re's much of any one." Frank was silent a moment. He was busy ruminating as to what was now the best move to make. If he bad the Steam Horae on hand, with a clear course he would have considered it just the opportunity to gain possession of the out laws' retreat. But with only .Jackson to assist him It would be folly. Look here!" he said, bluntly. Where is that million dollars stolen from the Texas Express Company?" The outlaw gave a sharp cry. Oho!" he exclaimed, now I koow what ye are. Ye're a detective." "Well," said Frank, Impatiently, "what do you say about itt" I dun no where it is." Frank held the cold muzzle agai st the villain's temple. I want the truth!" he said. The outlaw shuddered. f.&" I kin tell ye one thing that Dun Darke ain't got it." "What do you mean!" "Somebody else has got t." "Who!" "iWall, now, ye ask me a hard question," replied the fellow. "Some on 'em believe the lJox was picked up an' carried off by Black Arrow, the Comanche chief. Dun has bin tryin' to git a on with the Comanches fer a long time so as to git the lJox back. Ye see, them Injuns ain't no use for it, only tbey think it' s valuable to the whites, an' they'll hold onto it fer pure cussedness." "I see," agreed Frank. "And now--" He did not finish the sentence. A warning cry came from Jackson. "Look out, pard, thar's mischief ahead!" From the gloom sprang a score of dark forms. The light of torches flashed upon the scene and a mocking voice cried: "Here's ther interloper, lads! Surrend er, ye coyotes, an' don't make a move or every one of ye are dead men!" CHAPTER VII. ADVENTURES OF JIARNEY AND POMP, BARNEY nne Pomp left witll the Steam Horse were not to be denied their share or thrilllllg experiences. As Frank and Jackson glided away into the gloom Barney groaned: "Shure, I don't see why Misther Fran!;; should be afther takin' that omadhoun along with him au' Iavin' a valuable man loike me at hum." "Golly! dat am a nice speech fo' yo' to make, !'ish!" scofi"ed Pomp. "He don' want no men wif him what woul
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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. 9 The light was no longer visible. What did it mea..? For a moment both were silent. Shure, it's too much foolin' we've been a-doing!" cried Bar11ey, picking up l:is rifle. In me moinu I kin see that we're in a danger ous place here." Golly, I jes' fink you'se right!" agreed Pomp. Dar may be 'cashun fo' us to git up an' git pooty quick!" herea moment later. Bejabers, I'm thinkin' that same mesilr. Now, phwat will we do?" Suab, Marse Frank tlone tole us to stay yer." "'l'hat is, if we didn't have thrubble, to drive us away, naygur!" "Well, we jes' aiu' been 'tacked yit by de enemy. No use fo' to move yit." "Ye're roight, naygur. I'm thinkin' it'll be the beBt thing we kin do to kape a good watch, though!" "You'se right dar!'' With tbjs conclusion the two faithful servitors with their rilles in Jnnd sat down upon the wagon dasher and began to wntct: and listln. Eor a long while they sat thus. Eully au hour passed. 'Iheu a startling thing occurred. Suddenly Pomp gave a start and nearly fell from his seat. "Golly fo' glory!" he scream eel. What ebber am dnt?" "Bejabers, it's tlze inemy," cried Barney. Around a ber1d in the mountain wall, coming from the northward as it were, was a hand of horsemen. Several of the leaders carried torches. In tlle light or these the others could be seen plainly enough. They were fully a score in number and wP.re riding rapidly. Straight toward the S:eam Horse tlley were coming. Barney was for a moment at a loss what to do. "Whurroo!" he cried, tlle Jivils will soon be on us, an' shure, if they surround it's a hard fight tllere'll oe." "Golly! Oat's right .. "Bejabers, I thiuk an ounce of previntion is worth a pound av cure. Shure, I'm goin' to rethreat." It was evident that the outlaws had spotted the lights from the Stearn1Borse, for they were yelling like mad. Barney knew Lhat. there was no use in trying to disguise mr.tters. A crisis ball been reached, and action was ro him it seembd important to Jet Frank know of the true state of afl'airs, so he pulled the whisLle valve. A sharp, shrill shriek went up on the night air. 'l'hen Pomp closed the steel curtains and sprang to the loopholes with his ril'le. While Barney sent the Steam Horse galloping cut over the plain, l'omp proceeded to fire at the pursuers. It was easy for him, good marksman that he was, to pick o!f the villains adroitly. 'l'he Winchester barked every five seconds until the magazine was exhausted. 'l'hen Pomp seized Barney's rifle. 'l'he Steam Horse could easily outstrip tbe horses of the outlaws. But this was not Pomp's game. "Keep de Horse jes' about so, he ndjured Barney. "Dat will jes' keep dem in good range yo' know." "All right, naygur." In this way the darky could speedily have exterminated the whole gang of pursner .s. But they evidently realized this and halted just in time. 'l'hey realized that tbey could not overtake the Horse. The deadly rifle was too much for them. Wheeling their horses back to the bill! they galloped. Pomp turned to Bnroey. "Jes' yo' brung de Boss 'bout, will yo', l'ish? I done fink we chase dem now." The somewhat curious turning of tables now took place. The pursuers became the pursued. The Steam Horse thundered after them like a dread messenger of death. At every stride it gained upon the outlaw band. Pomp worked the Winchester for all he was worth. 'l'ha outlaws werP. panic-stricken. They were now quite near the hills, when a remarkable sight was witnessed. Down through the defile galloped a number of horsemen with torches. They were the gang fresh from the den of Dun Darl,e. They met the tleeing party, and of course I.Jad explanations with them. This seemed result in a change of plan, for they all sought refuge 111 the line of woods along the mountain wall and opened tire upon the Steam Horse. 'l'he bullets fell against the steel curtains as thick as hail. But they could do Barney and Pomp no harm. The two servitors laughed in scom, nod Barney cried: "Shure, we'll give them spnlpeens all the fun they want afore we're done wid 'em. Whurroo! Foire away, yez bloody omadhouns, yaz can't hurt nobody!" "Golly! I jes' wish dey wud come out in de open field agio!" cried Pomp. 'l'he words were hardly out of his mouth, when suddenly the thump ing of feet was beard, and from the gloom of the prairie mto I the glare ollight from the headligh\ of the S,team Horse there gallop ed a motley crew of savages. They were Comanches, and they descended upon the Horae with wild yells. "Begorra, wud yez Ink at that?" cried Barney. "Give the divils a shot, naygur, an' I'll sthart the Ross!" "A'right, !'ish." Pomp began tiring at the Indians, wllile Barney opened the throttle and sent the Horse along at full spPed. It would have been poor policy to have stood ground, for the sav ages excelled in and would bavf.' done the Steam Horse great damage. So Barney Jet the Horse out for a run along the mountain's base. But the savages dill not pursue them far. 'l'be rattle of firearms \fas heard, and, looking hack, they saw that the outlaws bad descended upon the Comanches, aud a large-sized battle was in progress. CHAP1'ER VIU. IN THE HANDS OF THE OUTLAWS-A DARING ESCAPE. FRANK READE, JR., anrt the cowb,Jy, wete in a by no means pleasant position. The score or dark forms surrounded them. Surrender, ye coyotes, or both of ye are dead men." There no alternative. 'l'o resist was death. To surrender seemed scarcely better, hut Frank threw up his hands, as did Jackson. '; All right!" Go through 'em, boys! Take their weapons.'' A torch was Hashed in the faces of the two captives. A sharp ex clamation escaped the leader. Wall, I swow!" he cried. "If it ain't the feller what has bin par adin' these parts with that Steam Ross an' wagon." "Jericho! ye don't mean it?" cried another. Look fer yerself." It's a dead sure fact." a good catch." "You bet!" "We'll take 'em to ther deli' an' make 'em walk ther clill'.'' "Good! Won't Dun think Wtl've done a big job when he gets back!" "Haw, baw, haw! It's luck!" Tbe villair:s roared with laughter. Frank and Jackson were led away, with their bauds tied behind them. lL did not take long to reacll the stronghold of the outlaws. Here the two captives were led into a circle of firelight near the mouth of the cavern. 'l'hese score of outlaws seemed to be all that were left in the place. But the leader, a tall, gaunt individuo.l, seemed to take all re sponsibility upon his own shoulders without wa1ting for the return or sanction of Darke. lladr:'t we better wait till Dun comes back, Jim?" asked one of the gang. 'Tain't necessary," retorted the leader, quickly. "These chaps are our game. It's just what Dun would do witll 'em anyway.'' "All rigl.Jt!" "Set a torch out yonder ou tile brow of the cliff. Then make ready hnlf a dozen of ye to throw 'em over.'' Frank experienced a chill. It began to look as if their fate was sealed and thnt they were to meet their death m a frightful manner. "My soul, Jackson!" be whispered. j We are done for!" "B'gosh, it lool\s like it," replied the cowboy, coolly. "Is there no way that we can escape?" "I don't see any yit.'' lt can't be that these wretches will be so inhuman as to carry out their devilish purpose.'' Jnckson laughed coolly. He was certainly a man of nerve. They'll do anything," be replied; they're a bard lot.'' nIt will be death to go over that precipice.'' "I rPckon it will." "Well, we can't die but once,'' declared Frank, grimly. "We will make the best of it." "You bet. When Bill Jackson shows ther chicken heart, it will be a very col1 day, I reckon.'' The wretches were now busy measuring the distance to the edge of the clilr. "Stand 'em facing that way," cried the outlaw lead er. "Six of ye stand tack of 'em with rilles. If they try to dodge, shoot 'em down.'' Frank bad been quietly working on his bonds. To his great jgy he felt them yield a triflet. Hastily be worked upon them. A wild and daring hope entered his breast. If he c:mld only free his hands in time he believed that he could make a daring effort to escape. He whisp11red hoarsely to Jackson: "I think I can free my bands," he said. "If so--'' "Good fer ye, pard!" returnel Jackson in the same whisper. 'l've been tryin' the same dodge, an' l'm likely to git 'em free.'' "If we do, what is the move?" "I think we better cut for the cave.''

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' 10 I S I FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM ROR E. 1 ========================================7=======================================J' ":Rut that will be only into the trap deeper." "H we go in any other direction they'll us down. We kin git into the cave and make a hig fight:p'r'aps. It's certain death to do an,rthing different. Mebbe there's another way of gittin' out or the cave.'' Frank saw that Jackscn was rig!lt. Accordingly, he replied: "All right. We will adopt your plan, Jackson." He understood well why Jackson's bonos were loose as well as'bis own. bandits had not taken the pains to tie either very firmly. As a result, it was easy to stretch the hempen cord with which they were !:JOand. Had it been a lariat this would have been impossiule. In a moment Jackson whispered shrilly: "I'm free, Frank! How are you?" Frank tugged a moment at his bonds and then replied: I am the same." Good! we're ready to act, then?" "Yes." H old yonr hands as iC they were yet tied." .. or course." ,... "Now," whispered Jackson, "when I "give the word just take a bacl,wanl leap and cut into that cave. Jn course we'vf! got to take the chance of stoppin' a bnllet." "All right." Jackson acted quickly. With a sudden movement he struck up the rifle barrel and dealt th& guard a terrific blow. The fellow went down like a log. Loud shouts were beard behind, and Frank cried: "Quick, Jackson, they are after us!" But the cowboy neelled no biddir:g. they dashed on the gorge. Soon they began to descend toward the plain below. Sounds of pursuit had llied out in their rear. But now a thing became apparent. Just ahead "they heard the rattle of fire-arms and the evidence or a llattle. What can it mean?" cried Frank. "Have they attacked BarQey and Pomp?'' P'raps so," rejoined Jackson, "but I don't believe it. ney wouldn't make such a racket as that." Of course not; but what can it be?" "I have au idea." What?" l think it likely that tbe gang that passed us a while ago bave struck in witb some Jnjuns an' they're having a scrap." Both pressed forward as fast as their legs would carry them. CHAPTER I X. At this moment the leader of the band of outlaws shouted: [ON TO THE COl!ANCBE VILLAGE. "What are you devils whispering labout? KeeJ> an eye on 'em, DowN the gorge the two men ran at full speed. boys. It won't do 'em no good, for they can't escape. n Every moment the or the conflict IJecame louder and nearer The two prisoners trembled for a moment. It was plainly evident that a large SIZed battle was in progress. But the in charge only increased their vigil for a few moThe last one hundred yards lay before the two men now, and in anmenta. other moment theJ came out upon the prairie. Then they relaxed it as before. A thrilling sight rewarded their gnze. Only two men stood beside the pnsoners. Jackson whispered The plain was the scene of a terrific conflict between Comanches again: and Dun Darke's gang of outlaws. "We kin do it now, Frank. If you kin crack that fellow beside They gazed upon the scene with the deepest interest. you, I'll take care of my man." "It's dog eat dog!" cried JacKson. "I wonder which will win!" Tlle other outlaws were at the brow of the cliff, holding a discussion. "It is hard to say!" rejoined Frank. It is certainly a terribl& It wns an admirable opportunity, and they embraced it. fiaht." "Now!" gritted Jackson. "'Tiley were at a safe distance from the ctmbatants, so they Quick ns a flash be threw up his arms and struck the guard beside to watch the conflict him 11 stunning blow. "Do you know my sympathies with the Comanches!" cried Down the fellow went and Jackson grabbed his rille from his hands Frank. "They are no less our enemies, it is true, yet I woultl like to and went flying for the cave. see them whi;J the villains." Frank struck at his mac and partly felled him. "Same tbar, pard!" cried Jackson. "And as I am a liviu' sinner, Before the outlaw could recover, Frank was away like a fitjeting I believe they will do it." shadow for the cave. This seemed a fact. So was the daring move made that the shadows bid them The outlaws seemed likely to be literally cut to pieces. Their hand before the other outlaws could make a move. had bee n so badly deci;nated that not one-third of their original nomWith a roar of rage and fury the leader of the gang yailed: ber survive:!. "After 'em, I tell ye! Don't let 'em git away." And these were rapidly falling beneath the deadly fire or the sav-It was lucky for the fugitives that they chose tbe cave as a metbo(l ages. of retreat. "By Jove, they will be wiped out!" cried Frank. If they had tried to make the gorge they would have been overtaken Even as he spoke, the mere handful of train robbers left by bullets. to the mountain side. Into the cavern they rushed at full speed. The victorious savages pursued t!iem with fiendish yells and cries. All was darkness, and they were at a loss in what direction to go. Swiftly riding, the remnant of ,Dun Darke's band, scarce a dozen in But Jackson suddenly came to an abrupt halt by running into a number, came rapidly in for the gorge. blank wall. Frank and Jackson were just in time to find a hiding-place among "Hold on!" he shouted. '' 'Tain't any use to go further. Let's bold some rocks 'em oft' h e re. We kin do it." 'I'he train robbers dashed into the pass with the 8avages after "You're right!" replied Frank. "We can hold them off." them. This seemed not difficult. It was a thrilling scene, and Frank and Jackson watched it spellFrom the cave it was looking into the light and the outlaws were bonne!. good targets. Bui; soon the dark shadows of the pass hid savages and robbers At once fire was opllned. from view. Bullets came into the cave in a shower and Frank and Jackson "Jericho!" gasped Jackson. "I hain't seen sich a fight ns that. barely escaped them. for years." Bnt they sank down behind a spur of the cavern wall. "Now, the question is," said Frank, brusquely, "where are BarFrom behind this they picked olf the foe easily with their Winoey and Pomp with the Steam Horse!" cheaters. Even as be spoke a sharp cry escaped Jackson's lips. It was a deadly fire which they gave the outlaws. "Look yonder pard!" he cried. "What do ye call that?" One-two-three of them fell almost mstantly. Two more dropped Unmistakably out upon the plain was the peculiar headlight of the before they came to their sen8es. Steam Horse. Then they dodged into tbe gloom. Hurrah!" cried Frank, flourishing his arms. "We are safe. It. It was the opportunity. is the Horse!" Jackson gripped Frank's arm. The young inventor, without ceremony, rushed toward the Horse. "No w is our chance!" be cried. "Let us make for the gorge." Jackson followed on behind. All riaht!" Barney and Pomp we left at the close of a preceding chapter also Out of tbe cavern they glided, keeping in the shadows of the mountspectators of the terrific !>attle. ain wall. They had watched it with interest to the very last. I' Firm!;' had ceased now, and the outlaws, oblivious of the exact poAnd, as the outlaws were driven into the pass, Barney cried: sition of their foes, were doubtless trying to get up a stratagem to Bejabers, I'm not sorry, fer on me worrud I'd rather see the draw them out. Comanches lick the spalpeens." It was certainly the opportunity and the escaped prisoners saw it. 1 J" Golly! dat am a fac'!" agreed Pomp. Along the mountain path they glided. The two servitors, after the disappearance of the combatants in [ Suddenly Jackson halted and raised his rille. the pass, sent the Horse along toward the mountain. "Hanas up!" he said, sharply and tersely. "I jes' link dis am a good time fo' de return ob Marse Frank nn' A dark form stood before him in the dense gloom. dat cowboy," cried Pomp. It was n guard stntioned there by the outlaw leader. He did not at "Yez are roigbt!" agreed Barney, "an-Whurroo!" once obey the command. The Celt let out a regular wild Indian yell. There was a sharp !lash, a stunning report and Jackson clapped his The reason for this was apparent. band to his temr.Ie. The headlight's glare showed two familiar forms across The flame of the rille muzzle so near him had actually burned him. I the plain and waving their arms. But the bullet, fortunately, went wide of ite mark. It was Frank and Jacksoc.

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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. 11 The next moment !lite young inventor sprang aboard the wagon. "Golly }o' glory, Marse Frank!" cried Pomp, ecstatically, "l'se awful glad fo' to see yo' back agio. Fo' sho' I fougM yo' was done gone fo'eber." "Begorrn, Misther Frank, it's overjyed we are!" "And I am awful glad to find you and the Horse all safe!" cried Frank. Did you have any ruction with the foe?" "That we did, sor!" cried Barney. With this, mutual explanations followed, as well as congratulations. Jackson all this while had stood outside. Frank caught sight of him, and recalling himself, threw open the door. "Come aboard, Jackson!" he cried. "Much obleeged, pard, but I think I'll be crowdin' ye." "Not a btt or it,., returned Frank. "If you will, you shall join us Cor the rest or the trip." "Do ye mean it?'' "Yes." "An' will thar be room fer us all!" "If there is not, we will pretty quick make room." -..Wall, l'll agree," said the plainsman, corning aboard. "I reckon my boss is contiscntell by the reds afore tuis. Jimiuy! What a fine cuop ye 've got hete anyway!" All now sat down and soberly discussed the situation. "You see, the most important tiling or all," declared Frank "Is to recov e r that million." "Ke rect!" agreed Jackson. "Wall, we know one thing." "What!" "Dun Darke hain t got it." "So it would seem .'" "It is claime r : that Black Arrow has it." "Yes." Jackson brought his hand down upon his knee forcibly. "I have it," be shouted. Tbe others looked at him as if they thought him gone mad "Wha.t?" ask e d Frank, tersely. have got it." "Be jnbers, w e kin see that." "Don' yo' wan' to git rid ob it?" chaffed Pomp. Jackson glared at them. "I'm not jokin', neig ltllors, he said, coolly. "I mean bi?J." "Exactly l" said Frank. "Go nltead, Mr. Jackson." The cowboy shifted his tobacco from one cheek to the other. Then he hitched at bis trous e rs and s a t down. "The pint is just this!" he s aid, with a huge expectoration through one or the loopholes in the steel curtain "We know Duu Da r ke ain't g ot that money." "Yes." "They say Black Arrow has it, an' that he can't open the iron box." "Exactly." Now, I'll ( go two fer one the Arrow an' the most of his braves are up that pass now tightin' ther robbers." What of it?" Why, kain't ye see? Prob'ly he has left that box with the million dollars in it bum in his wigwam in the Comanche vlllage." said Frank, coolly. "Suppose that he bas. What good is that gomg to do us when we don't know wbere the Comn!lche village is?" "But I know where it is, pards." The a11nouncement creatt>d a sensation. All were upon their feet. "Do you mean it?" cried Frank, breathlessly. "Yns, I do." Then-why cannot we go and eurprise the villag-" "Exactly! I know what I'm talkin' about, pards. Thar won't be nobody tbar but a tew old squaws and boys. We kin skeer them out, an' git that iron box with the mocey, an' all afore the Arrer an' his band of braves gits back." Frank sprang to the throttle r&in. "Stand by my side, Jackson!" be cried. Show me the way!" The cowboy was qu i ckly by Frank's side. The throttle was opened and away went the Steam Horse. The gray light of dawn wa8 appearing in the east. The sound or firing in the hills was evidence that the battle was being carried on yet. The Stea.m Horse went galloping away across the prairie. Mile after mile was left behind, and tile dawn merged into bright daylight, when Jackson sudrlenly cried: "Do ye see that long belt of timber an' the chaparral next to ltr "Yes!" replied Frank. 1 in that timber you'll tied the Comanche village." "We certainly will reach it before the chief Black Arrow does." Oh, in course we will!" Faster went the Steam Horse and the timber loomed up near at hand. Even now they could see the long columns or smoke from the tepee fires or the Comanches rising above the trees. Into tte timber dashed the Steam Horse. Some Indian boys playing in the brush Oed In wildest terror. A clearing was just ahead. In the midst of it was the collection of tepees which made up the village of the Comanches. The ueltt moment into this clearing burst the Steam Horse. The effect was indescribable. Indian women with their pappooses fled screaming before the demon and boys and dogs scattered. The feiv braves sougi.Jt safety in flight. In a twinkling the whole village was cleared out. Round the encampment the Horse went at full speed. Barney and Pomp kept up a tiring an:l yelling to intensify the terror or the Indians. They succeeded most effectually. In l e ss than three minutes not a savage was in sight. But where was the chest containing the million dollars? Jackson gave a great cry. Look!" he shouted. An astounding sight burst upon the view of the explorers. Ther e in the center of the village green, was a huge pile of stones and ashes about them. In the center of this pile, which was evidently the bed of a hot fire, they saw the missing iron chest. It was battered and blackened with the action or the fire. But it bad not yet bee n opened. The box was tire-proof steel and the resort or the savages to this method of opening it had failed. "As I live!" cried Frank Reade Jr.; it is the box!'' "8o it is!" cried Jacl(son, j o yfully; "the go:ts lire wilt. us. Now, pards, let's get the box aboard as quick as W<' can." CHAPTER X THE TREAS URE RECOVERED, A cHEER of triumph went up fro m Barney and Pomp. Yo' kin jest b e t that we will," cried the darky. "I reckon de million am foun'." B e gorrn, it's another big thing for Misther Frank," cried Barney. "Shure, be's the most wonderful man aloive to-day." "I agree with y e," cried Jackson, "but gi v e us a lift, lad.'' The cowboy leaped out tbrJugb the door or the wagon. Barney and Pomp followed him. There was no tire in the ashes about the steel chest now and they hall no trouble in lifting it aboard the wagon. It added much to the great load imposed upon the wagon already. But there was no other way to do. Frank opened the throttle nnd with the others aboard andjthe steel treasure chest safely stowell start edlback for the open plain. In a few moments the Steam Horse was once more galloping over the vast expanse. It wns now in the middle of the forenoon. were hungry and weary and glad to accept the sug g estion that a go'>d place be found to stop and rest. After twenty-five miles run, near the hour or noon, an inviting spoL upon the banks of a wide river was found. There was a patch or emerald greensward, some clumps of cacti and a bubbling spring. A depression in the bank made a nice place to stop, as they could not form a conspicuous object upon the plain. ::Jackson shot an antelope, and Barney and Pomp soon had a good fire going. Water from the spring was brought, the anteloptl steak was served, rich and juicy. To cap all, Frank produced a bottle of rare old Burgundy, and this whetted the appetites or all. After the meal they sat down about the fire in various attitudes of ease. The warmth of the sun was such, however, that they were soon very glad to move back a ways. Barney found a cozy spot in the bank and did not notice a gopher. The Celt was dozing beautifully, whe n suduenly be experienced a chill. Something was moving neur him. An instinct told the Irishman, fortunately, not to move. He craned his neck a trifle ana looked down. Horrors! There, just at his thigh, was a monster rattlesnake fully six feet long. The reptile had crawled out or the gopher bole, and Barney's form lay directly in his path. It was an awful position. He knew well the deadly nature or the reptile and the full weight of the danger which threatened him. The least move meant death. The reptile would be sure to strike quick as lightning. Barney lay quite still. Fortunately he kept perfect command or himselt and waite:! re sults. He knew that if he did not move a muscle the snake would not lle apt to strike him. :;Now he felt the snake's body glide over his leg with slow, dragging motion. 'l'hrough his l:.alf-closed eyes Barney saw the reptile's gleaming eyes and the forked tongue darting in and out of his blunt mouth. It was qn experience to daunt the strongest and bravest man. He lived ages in that space of time. What would be the end? Barney was in a fearful state of mild. The nervous atrain was something terrible. Slowly across his lower limbs the big rattler crawled. The seconds seemed hours to the agonized Irishman. It seemed every moment as if be mus t give way to twitching -of muscles, which would have meant certain death.

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FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE. 13 Well, we bad better first mnke sure of it, pard,'' said Jackson. "I will volunteer to go ahead and reconuoiter." An' will I!" chim e d iu Barn!ly. "Easy!" crted Fran!,, authoritatively. "You and Pomp will stay here while Mr. Jackson and I will do that." Accordingly, with thetr ; i!les well in hand, the two men left the wagon and went forth to reconnoiter. Tbesskirted the face of the clitf, keeping a good lookout for the foe. Very soon they came to a point from which a iew or the outlaws' stronghold could be had. The result was thrilling. Not a person wa.s in sight. The place was as deserted as could well be imagined. All was the stillness or the tom b. It's just as l thought!" cried Jackson. Black Arrow's gang has wiped them out of existence." "It looks like it," agreed Frank, "but let us make sure of it." Together they crossed over to the plateau and made a brief search. There were traces of a battle aud a bloody trail led to the edge of the cliff over the valley. This told the tale. Eveu before they went to the edge or the cliff the two searchers guessed the awful truth. The savages bad slaughtered the train robbers and had thrown their bo J ies over the ve.ge. Below, tully a thousand feet, could be seen the pile or human bodies frightfully mutilated. It had 'Jeeu littltl short of a massacre, for the overpowering numbers of the savages made it such. "Ugh!" excluimed Frank with a shiver, as he turnPd away from the edge, that is a dreadful sight indeed "Ye're right!" agreed Jackson. "An' yet it was a fate they de served." "Oh, yes." Q1 Wall, pard that does away with some of yer plana." "Certainly! or course Duuca.n Darke was in that gang and is no doubt lying dead down there. There seems but one thing to do now." "Ahl" And that is to go back to the spot where we left the million dol lars, recov e r it, and strike for ciTilization.'' "Jes' sol" 11 There we can deliver up the money to the express company, and it is quite likely that Mayhew will be acquitted." "He oughter!" "or course." We can't gain anything by staying around here any longer.'' No; the savages no doubt have located the train rollllers' den, and there would be nothing left for us.'' 11 I believe ye.'' 11 So let us go back to the wagon.'' And back to the wagon they did go. Barney and Pomp bad been anxiously awaiting the1r return. Tiley listened to the explanation by Frank with deep interest. QQlly, Marse Frank, dem Injins did their wo1k up well, didn't dey?" cried Pomp.'' 11 BeJabers, I don't belave they've killed that spalpeen av a Darke yitt" cried Barney. Yez will see that he will tum up aloive some where yit. Shure, tbim kind av min have the loives av a cat." Jackson laughed at this. I don't know but that you're right, Barney," he cried. "Shure an' I am!" cried the Celt. "Yez wtll see that same.'' 11 Well, if that is so, and we can get our clutchea on him," put iu Frank, it will be a good thing." "Shure it'll not be aisy to do that." The Steam Horse was now beaded down the defile. Frank was at the dasher, and they had hurdly reached the plain when a thrilling thing occurred. Suddenly in the :defile juEt ahead tthere appeared six mounted Co manches. With a start, Frank put on the brake. But if the voyagers were surprised, the Comanches were more so. For a mome nt they sat on their ponies like statues. "Golly sakes!" cried Pomp, wildly. Jes' gib me my rille dar, !'ish!" But before anybody could make a shot at the redskins, they wheeled th e ir ponies nnd went clattering madly down the defile. Frank allowed the Horse to go along at a moderat11 gait. But suddenly turning a corner in the wall or the pass, all saw that the gorge wae literally jammetl with mounted savages. This was a startling fact. Such an obstacle it was by no means easy to dispute. For a moment Frank was In dismay. But there was no time to lose. The Comanches had started forward the at tack with wild yells. There were but two things now for Frank to do. The Steam Horse could beat a retreat, and a stand could be made further up the gorge. On the other hand, a bold dash could be made through the ranks of the savages. The latter was the most risky move. There was the danger or smashing the machinery or the Horse. But actlhg upon the impulse of the moment, Frank made the move. He pulled open the throttle wide, and ehouted: "Now, stand by all! Give them a volley right and left." Forward plunged the Steam Horse at a breakneck gait. The next moment it swept down into the ranks or the savages. The etl ect was terrific The weight of the iron horse was more than the light pot : ies aud their dusky riders could resi st. Dozens of them were overthrown, the, tee! knives upon the hubs of the wagon wheels cut a path through tb'El heaving, struggling mass. Now and again tb!l Horse seemed likely to capsize. But Frank held the reins steady, and on the monster went in its re sistless course. Barney and Pomp fired right and left, and many were their victims. In what seemed a few aeconds the Steam Horse broke through tha lines of the savages and weut tearing down the pass to the plain be low. Frank opened the whistle valve and _let out sharp shrieks or tri umph. Out over the plain went the Horse at a terrific rate or speed. Soon the pass and the bills were left well behind. lL was a com plete VIctory and a narrow escape from what bud seemed like de struction. "Jericho!" exclaimed Jackson, with a long breath. "I wouldn't run anothers gantlet like that fer the million dollars we kivered up 10 the saud out yemler." "It was a close one," agreed F.rank, "but we pulled through.'' Thanks to yer nerve and stidtly band, pard.'' Oh, no; it was good luck.'' I don't ngree with ye.'' The Steam Horse kept ou at a very swift gait across the plain. As a result it was not quite dark when they reached the spot on tile banks or the sluggish river where the million dollars hall been buried. Frank threw open the door or the wagon and sprang out. As he did so a gang of coyotes went scampering out of the green dell. The young inventor advancea to the verge of the dell and looked down. He lleheld an astouuding sight. There was only a hole in the ground where the grave had been, and the box containing the million was not in it. CHAPTER XII. THE TREASURE MI SSIN'J. WoRDS are wholly inadequate to express the sensations experienced by Frank Reade, Jr. For a tim11 he could not speak. He saw plainly that the box had been dug up. It looked as if thi3 had been done by But the box If was missing. Jackson wus now by his side. As the cowboy saw and reuhzed the &ituation he was dumfounded. "Grant guns!" he fillally ejaculated. "Wall, if that don't beat me. It's gone!" "Yes, it's gone!" repeated Frank. "Golly sake3, Marse Frank," cried Pomp, in horror. Yo' don' mean to say dat?" "Bejabers, here's bad luck amadhoun what sthole it!" cried Barney. Frank and Jaclq10n sprung down to the hole, and began to make an examination. "It is the work of coyotes," declared Jackson. "That is very plain.'' ;;"Yes," agreed Frank, "but coyotes couldn't take the llox away. "That is very true. And yet, pard, it's easy to see how somt< pil grim, goin' this way, has spotted it and took it along with him." "He certainly couldn't take it away single-handed. It is too heavy.'' "He mought have loaded it on titer back of a mule or hose.'' "Very trntJ. In that case, there ought to be a trail here a bouts.'' "Certain!" "As you are a plainsman, Mr. Jackson, perhaps you can find it." "I've lived on thE'r plains, but I ain't keen at a trail.'' "We ll.'' said Frank, "Pomp is an adept at it-we'll try him.'' Pomp was quickly on hand. He began to &earch for the trail, and the others watched with iu ler est. The darky quickly found it, and like a sleut hhound followed ita ramifications about the dell. At length, emergiug from the tangle, he struck out upon the plain. Then he said: "l'ae got it all right, Marse Frank.'' "Good for you, Pomp.'' "Dar am jes' six men in de pahty, and I reckon dey's white men." " Dey hab probably strapped d11 chest onto de back or a leu horse. Dey'R taken a course jeRt to de sonf Sill." Hurrah!" Frank, "now we must overtake them. I wonder who they are!" Maybe some of the boys off the range said Jackson. If so, then you'll have no trouble in gittin' it back, pard.'' "I hope not," salt! Frank, hopflrully. All now went aboard the wagon and the Steam Horse was sent on to the trail to the south ward. came on quickly, however, and this necessitated taking a random course.l

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I I I -14 FRANK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW S'rEAM HORSE. The trail had seemed to keep due to the south, so tile horse was kept going iu. that direction. The healligllt lit up the prairie ahead for some ways and tllere was sufficient starlight to make course. Until long after midnight the Steam Horse kept on at a rapid pace. Then suddenly Pomp, who :was on the lookout slloutetl: Light ahead, Marse Franlt. In au instant Fran'k was at the dasher. 1 Where?" he asked "Jes' ober yender in de edge ob what iooks like a clump ob trees." "That is a chaparral!" declareu the young inventor, excitedly. "And without doubt that light is a camp-ti:e." "Hooray!'' cried Jackson, "then we'll &oon catch the thieves." "I don't know whether you can call them thieves or not," said Frank, they may have round the box exposed uy the coyotes, and in that case ttey were justified in carrying it away." "Probably they couldn't open it." t Perhaps not at present. Tiley would find a way sooner or later." What s the move?" Strike into the edge of the chaparral, and creep down upnn them. If they haven't seen our headlight, we're all right." I believe ye." The Steam Horse was sent along until the chaparral was reached. As Frank had directed. it was kept close m the shadows, and silently made its way along until witllin a few hundred yards of the camp-tire. Then Franll: stopped the Horse and opened the door. "Come, Jackson!" be said, "let us take a little scont." "I'm with ye!" cried the cowboy, with alacrity. "Jest lead on!" Out ol the wagon they sprang and crept along for a ways in the verge of the chaparral. The uamp-tire was quickly in plain view, and at this moment a pe culiar noise was beard. It was like the ringing of hammer and chisel upon iron. In fact, this was qutckly proved to be the case. Ahout the camp-tire were half a dozen armed men. rwo of them were t.ending over ti]e treasure chest and trying to pry i L open with chisels. Jackson gave a violent start. "Heavens!" he gasped. "What a chanco. Tllnt is Dun' Darke." Frank was astounded. "You are right I" he cried, then be gripped Jackson's arm in a vise like grip, and rejoined: "Fate has played this into our hands. We must not let that villain escape." "Jericho! you're right!" whispered the cowboy. "But llow will we trap him?" Go t..ack to the Horse and bring Barney and Pomp." "All right!" J ackso n glided away. No sooner had he gone t!ran Frank was delighted as well as surprisewboy cut the fellows bonds, and said: Now then, make yerself sc a rce. It's luck fer you, Judge Lynch ain't holdiu' his court llereabouts this morning." The fellow said nothing, but be loo ked his ineffable joy at the re lease. He quickly slunk away into the gloom. Then Darke was placed in the W!jgon and his captors also climbed in The Steam Horse was given head and struck out for the south All that night this course was held across tbe level plains. Tbe next morning the party hulteu upon the banks of a small stream in the verge of an alkaH tract. Frank consulted a mactline of his in venlion for recording distance and saic!: "We are one hundred miles from our stopping place of last night." This brought forth a hearty cheer. "Good enough!" cried Jackson. "We ought to make the Texas line in two days more.' "I think we will," said Frank, confidently. "And three days more and we will be at Hard Pan." The spirits of all were high with the exception perhaps or Duncan Darke. 'l'he villain was sullen and defiant at first. he began to wax moody and downcast. At a favorable op portunity he addressed Frank. "Look here, Mr. Reade," he said, in a pleading vo1ce. "I know you ain't the sort of a chap to take unfair advantage of anybody." "No," repli e d Frank, "I never ir;tenJ to do that." Then ye'll be fair with me!"--' "I mean to." "If ye take me up to Hard Pan they willlyncll me." "Well, what of that. Don't you deserve it?" "Mebbe, but I haven't any desire t!Jat way." "Well, what can I do to help it?" Jest let me go. I'll swear never to croRs yer path agio nor that of any of your friends. I'll do any favor for ye. My life ain't nothin' to yo. u an' it's a heap to me. Jest let me go." CHAPTER XIII. THE END, FRANK gazed hard at the outlaw. Suppose I in your clutches '' he asked, "what wouldjou do?' "I reckon I'd let you off under these circumstances." I don't believe it," said Frank, with positive conviction. I re. ment>er that Mr. Jackson and myselC here were in the power of your men and they meant to make us walk over the cliff to an awful death." "But I mean to turn over a new leaf," pleaded the villain. "I don't believe it." "I swear it! Why should you hold me? You've got the money back and you can clear young Ma.yhew." But Frank would not listen to the wretch's appeal. "You are a murderer," he replied. "Hundreds of innocent lives have been taken by you in. your train wrecking career. It is but right til at you should expiate your crimes." The villain thereupon bitter curses upon his captor. Whatever compassion Frank had held for his prisoner vanished then. The days passed rapidly. The Steam Horse made a magnificent run across the long plains. times the fuel gave out, but each time a fresh mine of coal wns found to replenish it. One morning the Horse ran alongside a railroad track. It was the line of the M. N. & T. In a short while a guide board was seen which said: "Hard Pan, 40 miles." In one hour!" cried Frank. "If the plain is as smooth as this all the way we will come in sight of the town." The young inventor's prediction proved correct. At the expiration of an hour the small city of Hard Pan came into view. Men on horsaback and afoot, wagons and prairie schooners, all the evidences of civilization in a new country now became visible. Down into the main street of the town ran the Steam Horse. It' a appearance created a furore. In a jiffy the eRtire town was out and thronging the streets. Not a man, woman or child in Hard Pan, but was aware that the Steam Horse had been for a long time on the trail of Dun can Darke and in quest of the stolen million. The appearance of the Horse, therefore, created a mighty excite ment. J I I

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f FRaNK READE, JR., AND HIS NEW STEAM HORSE Frank went at once to the office of the Texas Express Co. The officials came in great delight, and Frank was literally with their gratitude, when they learned that the million x 2730. HIW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full Instructions for constructing a window garden eitb.er in town or country, and the mO!;t approved metb.orls for x aising beautiful flowers at hom.e. '!'be. most Jomplete book of the kind ever publisb.ed. l'rioe 10 cents. F o r sale by nil newsdealers in the United and Canada, or sent to your address, postage free, on receipt of price. Address Frank Tousoy, publisher, 31 and 36 North Moor6 Street, New York. B ox 2730 IIOW TO ROW1 SAIL AND BUILD .n. BOAT.-Fully illustrated. E\'ery boy should Know how to row and sail a boat. Full instructions am given in this little book, together with instructions on swimming and companion sports to boating. Price 10 conts. For sale by aU newsaealers in the United States and Canadn., or we will send it to your address on receipt of the price. Frank Tousey, publisher, 34 and 86 North Moore street. New YoJ.'k. Box 2730. 1i1J# TO FLIRT.--Jusi> out. '.rhe arts and wiles or flirtation are fully explained by this little book. Besides the various methods of handkerchief, fau, glove, parasol, window, and hat !lirta tions it contains a full list of the language and sentiment of flowers, is inter esting to both old and young. You cannot be happy with out one. Prtce 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 34 and 86 North Moore street,! New York. Box 2730. HOW TO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One or the brightest and most val uable little books ever given to the world. Everybody wishes to know how to beco!I!e beautiful, both and female. The secret is simple and almost costles&. Read thiS book and be convinced. "How to Become BP.auti!ul." Price ten ce.1ts. For sale by book and nf'lwsdeal ers, or send ten cents to Tousey, 34 and 36 North Moore New York. and it will be mailed to your addresil. post paid. BOW TO .ENTERTA:JN AN EVENING PABTY Is the title of a very valU able httle book JUSt published. A complete compendium of games sports, card diversions, comic recre ations, etc., suitable for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains m.ore for the money than any book published. Sold by all or send 10 cents to Frank Tousey, publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore street, New York, and receive it by return mail, .POSt .Paid. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECl'RICl'l'Y.-A description of the ll:sas of electricity and together with full for makmg Electnc 'l.'oys, Batteries, etc. By George Trebel, A.M., N.D. Containing over fifty illustrations. Price 10 lfor sale by ali newsdealers in the United States and Canada, or sent to you addroos, postage free, on receipt of price. Address l<'mnk 'l:rmsey, publisher, 31 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Dox 273(). t!OW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published It contains full instructions about guns, hunt ing dogs, traps, trapping, and fishing, together with descriptions of game and fish. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers in ths United Stat.es and Canada, or sent, postpaid, to your address, O'!l re ceipt of price. Frank Tousey, publisher, 34 and 36 Nortb. Moo:ra street. New York. Box 2730. flOW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handsome little bOok lust !ssuea bJ>: Frank. Tousey. It cont,airu; full in.structions in the art of dancing etiquette m the ball-room and at parties, how to dress, and full direc tions for calling off in all the popular square dances. The price is 10 cents, for sale by newsdealers, or sent from this office on r ece iot of t-rice, postage free. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 34 and 36 Nortb ... oore street. New York. P. 0. Box 2730. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.-A complete treatrse on the horse. Describing tho most useful horses for business, the i.Jest for the road; also valuable recipes for disflases peculiar to the horse. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers in tlle United States and Canada, or sent to your address, ))OStage free, on receipt of price. Address Frank Tousey, S4 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Box :ml{). BOW TO DO great book of mn.gic and card tricks, con tainiug full instruction of all the leading card tricks of the day, also tb.e most magical !l!usions as performed hy our h-ading magicians; every boy should obtain a copy, as it will both amuse and instruct. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers in the Unit ed States and Canada, or sent to !lny address, postage free, on receipt of price. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 31 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Box 2730. ._.:__ ...........

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The Funniest Stories Ever ARE PUBLISHED WEEKLY IN The 5 Cent ISSUED EVERY SATURDAY. Ask Your Newsdealer to Save You a Copy Every Week. THE FOLLOWING STORIES HAVE ALREADY BEEN PUBLISHED: 1. Two Dandies of New York; or, The Funny Side of Every thi.Jlg, by Tom Teaser 2. Cheeky Jim, the Boy From Chicago; or, Nothing Too Good for Him by Sam Smiley 3. Gymnastic Joe; or, Not a Bit Like His Uncle, by Tom Teaser 4. Shorty ; or, Kicked Into Good Luck, by Peter Pad 5. Mama's Pet; or, Always In It, by Sam Smiley 6. Tommy :Bounce, the Family Mischief, by Peter Pad 7. Dick Quack, the Doctor's Boy ; or, A Hard Pill To Swallow, by Tom Teaser 8. Shorty in Luck, by Peter Pad "W""ONDERFUL STORIES .ABOUT FRANK RE.tDE, JR., THE GREAT INVENTOR, Are :Published Weekly in the FRANK READE LIBRARY. Price 5 Cents. , Issued Every Saturday. YOU CAN BUY A COPY AT ANY NEWSDEALER'S. THE FOLLOWING STORIES HAVE ALREADY BEEN PUBLISHED: 1. Frank Reade, Jr., and His New Steam Man; or, The Young Inventor's Trip to the Far West, by" Noname" 2. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man in No Man's Land; or, On a Mysterious Trail, by" Noname" 3. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man in Central America, by "Noname" 4. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man in Texas; or, Chasing the Train Robbers, by" Noname" 5. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man in or, Hot Work Among the Greasers, by "N oname" 6. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Man Chasing a Gang of "Rustlers;" or, Wild Adventures in Montana, by "Noname" 7. Frank Reade, Jr., and His New Steam Horse; or, The Search for a Million Dollars. A Story of Wild Life in New Mexico, by "Noname'' 8. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Horse Among the Cowboys; or, the League of the Plains, by "Noname" 9. Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Horse in the Great American Desert; or, The Sandy Trail of Death, by N oname" 10. Frank Reade, Jr., Steam Horse and the Mys tery of the Underground Ranch, by "Noname" The Greatest Detective Stories Ever Written ABE. PUBLISHED WEEKLY IN THE YOUNG SI.tEUTH LICSR1\RY. Price 5 Cents. Issued Every Saturday. YOUR NEWSDEALER HAS A FULL SUPPLY The Following Have Already Been Published: 1. Young Sleuth; or, The Inspector's Right Hand Man. 2. Young Sleuth in Chinatown; or, The Mystery of an Opium Den. 3. Young Sleuth on the Rail; or, Working Agamst the Train Rob bers. 4. Young Sleuth and the Beautiful Actress; or, The Diamond Thieves of New York. 5. Young Sleuth's Best 'Bargain; or, $20,000 for One Night's Work 6. Young Sleuth's Night Trail; or, The Slums of New York. 1. 7. Young Sleuth Behind the Scenes; or, The Keen Detective's Great Theater Case. B. Young Sleuth and the Widow in Black; or, Tracking a Child Stealer of New York, All the above libraries are for sale by all newsdealers in the United States and Canada, or sent to your address, post paid, on receipt of price by Box 2730. FllANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 34 & 86 North Moore Street, New York.


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