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The Black Range; or, Frank Reade, Jr., among the cowboys with his new electric caravan
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Noname's" Latest .and Best Stories are .Published in This Library. No. 68. {coMPLETE.} FRANK TousEY. Punr.tsHER, 3! &. 36 NoRTH MooRE STREET, NEw YoRK. {sr cnEINcTEg. } Vol. III New York, January 6 1 89! IssUED WEEKLY. c Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the yew 1894, by FRANK TOUSEY, in the office of the Librarian o f Congress, at Washington, JJ. C. The Black Range; or, FRANK READE, JR., AMONG THE COWBOYS WITH InS NEW ELECTRIC CARAVAN. By "NONA.ME."

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2 THE RLACK RANGE. The subscription Price of the FRANK READE LIBRARY by the year is $2.50: $1.25 per six months, post-paid. Address FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 34 and 36 North Moore Street. Box 27i!O. THE BLACK RANGE; OR, fttank Reade, Jtt., llmong the Gowboys With 8is New Eleetttie Gattavan. AN EXCITING STORY OF WILD ADVENTURE. By "NONAM.I;:," Author of" Frank Reade, Jr., With His Air Ship in Asia," Frank Reade, Jr., in the Far West," etc., etc. CHAPTER I. Not in the whole Southwest was its equal to be found. In a little basin ten miles to the westward several hundred or the ON THE BLACK RANGE, Cattle had been rounded Up, I TELL you, Haven Reed, that we cannot lay this loss of cattle all 1'here was a special reason for this. to the Apaches. The thert is too cleverly executed. I believe it is the It was by Gen. Vaile's orders and the reason therefore shall be seen work of white men." later. The speaker, a tall patrician looking man with a military bearing, On at swinging rode the Black River Ranch contingent. sat his mustang like a Centaur and emphasized his words by slopping Jerry Juke, Snapper Jake, and Vii Decatur were the euphonious his saddle pommel with !Jis doubled rawhide riuta. names or tbe three cowboys. He was Gen. Vaile, tile owner of the Black River ranch contiguous Perhaps half a hundred of these hartly, adventurous cowboys were to that famous tract of New Mexico grazing country known as the In Gen. Vaile's employ, but they were far to the northward with other Black R11nge. herds there gr11zing. Vaile was not the only cattle herder upon the Black Range. Deep Bottom, the place of the round-up, soon began to come into But his cattle numbered five to any man's one, and were easview. ily identilied by his hrarid. As the party rode on a great drove of cattle could be seen Of late dozens of tine e11ttle bad been missed from the herd. It had moving about the plain, while cowboys with snapping whips rode baffled the beat efforts to learn hat! gone to. around them to lteep them from a stampede. At lirst, very naturally the Apache Indians under Long Lance, who Soon Gen. Vaile's p11rty rode down into the depression. infested a diatant mountain chain, suspected. As they approached the herd was carefully inspected. Suddenly the There is nothing dearer to the heart of au Apache buck than a Rlice genetal pulled up his borPe and cried: of good steer's steak and no doubt many a critter did chsappe11r Look, Reel!! is there not one of Dane's cattle?" through the agency of the thieving red m11n. "What, thllt steer with the twisted born?" cried the ranchero. "No, But it was known that the Long Lance band were hunting one that is ours!" ,. hundred miles further north and still the theft of the cattle went on. "But it can't be. See tne brand?'' This seemed to disprove the complicity of poor Lot But what ly: horns and the other about his right leg. Whom do you suspect, general?" A pull in opposite directions and down went the maddened be11st. "Ahl'' replied the ranch owner, with a clouded brow. "Whom The tautness of the lariats held him helpless. :should I but our neighbors!" And the two men, Reed and Vaile, were enabled to dismount and Our neighbors?" leisurely inspect the brand. Yes!" It was the brand of Black Max, the herder on the next range. For "Pshaw! there are no Greasers hereabouts!" some moments Gen. '\"aile studied it. "Hang the Greasers! Who grazes on the next to ours?" Then Reed said: Max Dane, or Black Max as they call him on account of his being "Did you ever notice any similarity between Dane's brand and a native or this region." ours/" Black l\lax! I think I remember him. A dark, scowling fellow ;. There is the same cruss mark, hut the figure eight--" who came near pis toling you once?" "Wait!" said Reed, coolly. "Remove the upper left hand lobe or He is the fellow!" replied 'Haven, with a smile. He Is an ugly the eight, and the lower right hand-see-there is our brand!" .customer, l\Iax if!'. It would be hardly salt! to accuse him of the An astonished cry hurst from Vaile. theft." The two men exchanged glances. Yet, I believe he is the thief!" cried the general, with 'fhat looks like an altered brand!" "I shall investigale. Call up the boys and Jet's ride over to the "I will take my o11Lh that it is," said Haven Reed, firmly, "for I ronnd OJ>!'' know this steer to be ours from marks upon him!" Reed blew a small whistle. Then-Max Dane is the thief!" In a moment from the ranch sheds, which were built in the form of "Ellher be or some one of his men!" a triangle, three rough looking fellows sprung. They were instantly Vaile's face was like a thunder cloud. in the saddle, and away rode the cavalcade or live men. We are going to have trouble on account ?f this, Haven!" he The ranch was soon left far behind. Sllid. "I must see Dane at once and--'' To tl: e westward extended the mighty expanse of the range. Fat Ah!" cned the ranchero, excitedly. "Here he comes now!" out on the horizon, like low lying black clouds, was a mountain Down into the sink rode a dozen armed men. range. fellows they were. At the1r head rode a tall, mus This was the range of Black Mountains, and at their base and wind tached and dark-fe11tured man. ing out into the plain flowecl the slu;rgish waters or Flack river. He touched his sombrero at sight of Vaile and pulled up his horse. The Black Range was rightly named. Glad to see you, general!'' he said. "Fine day on the trail!" There was even a certain somberness in the air, thil hills were or Gen. Vaile ignored the salutation. He was thoroughly stirred np. black rock, the river black nnd silent, and the soil black as ink, while Dane,'' be said, "I think you and I had better make a wider dif even the grass was of the darkest kind or green. erence in our brands." But the Black Range was a most famous grazing region. Black Max started, and his face turned black as a thunder cloud.

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L THE BLACK HANGE. 3 "Eh!" he exclaimed, sharply. "What are ye driving at?" Our cattle seemed to get mixed up." "Wall yes. My cattle are hurd to keep together, for your herd is larger and draws them. But I have no trouble in locating my stock." Indeed!'' In fact, I bev cum over to-1nufacture of ma chines Frank Reade, Jr., bad long I.Jeen at work upon what be Ill tend should I.Je a masterpiece. He bad long entertamed a desire to take a trip into the Apache country of the southwest. . This new machine, therefore, was constructed w1th a view to safe traveling in that dangerous region. . . For the enlightenment of the reader, let us give a bnef description of it as completed. For the body of the New Electric Caravan, for such Frank called he had selected sheets of tine rolled steel. T!Jis was cleverly jointed and made water tight. The body of the Caravan was long and wagon shaped; with a higl1 dasher hom;which projected a ram some four feet in length. . At intervals in the Caravan's body were small, Circular wtndows like the dead-eyes of a ship. Here were the lower compartments and electrical engine rooms of the machine. Above these compartments was a deck completely encircled by a guard rail. Bu1lt ;Jp from the deck was a protective cage of Hnest of steel wire. At intervals there were small loop holes 10 the nettmg to allow of a rifle being tired from the interior. Above the netting was yet another deck with a round turret which bad its foundation in the main body or the Caravan. This turret bad loopholes and was as a means of wider view, Its interior was Iitten up with ritle racks and staujs of small arms, being a veritallie arsenal. Ahove it waved a small flag. And just forward near the dasher was the wheel-house, a small tower with !Jiate glass windows. Here was the wheel w,hich regu lated the gmdmg apparatus of the wagon. The wheels of the caravan were eight in number, there being four behind and fonr forward. They were very skillfully trucked, much like the wheels on a Pullman car. But they were extremely light and banded with grooved rubber tires. This with the cushion mllde t!Je Caravan as easy ridiug a carriage as one could very well wish for. Upon the turret there was placed a search-light of great power. At the rear of the Caravan there was mounted a very light but deadly dynamite gun, operated hy electricity and the special invention of Frank Reade, Jr. The interior of the Caravan was a revelation of elegance and comfort. The furnishings were of the richest description. Of course the compartments were small, but thAy were many. There was the main cabin, which was a combination or cabin and dining-saloon. Ofl from it were small bunks for sleeping. Be)ond were the cool< room, the eng ine room, and a magazine for the storing of all explosive material used. This had double plated steel s!Jutters, and was bullet proof This is an inadequate description of tbe famous Electric Caravan. Thousands of sigllt seers bad been admitted within a few days to see tbe wonderful mvention. In Franlc Reade, Jr's., employ there was a comical looking darky, named Pomp, and a joval Irishman named Barney O'Shea. One was as hlack as a coul, and the other had the reddest of hair and as comical a mug as ever the Emerald Isle produced. Barney and Pomp had been long in the employ of Frank Reade. Thev were faithful, sharp and smart, and popular as well. Where ever the flln.ous young inventor traveled the world over thE'y accom panied him. And half the success of his inventions depended upon the two-the Irishman and the negro. Moreover they were jolly company. Barney was a joker of the most original kind, and could play the Irish fiddle wlth a master hand. Pomp was a banjoist of a high order and brimful of plantation !ore. The two made a hot team. They were the best of friends and yet one was always engaged in playing pranks upon the other. "Be,2;orra, Misther Frankl" Barney bad declared when the young inventor announced his of going into the Apache country. "Yez cudn't take a thrip more to me loiking. Shure iL's a foine Injun foighter I am." "I have no doubt of it, Barney!" said Frank, seriously. "Huh! don' yo' bellehe a wo'd ob dat, sah!" cried Pomp, derisive ly. "I done know all about dat chile. He am gwine to run an sa be pat lubly red scalp ob his, if he knows hisself." Everybody laughed and Barney was furious. "Bejahers, av they got that wool av yures they d make a woolen blanket av it roight away!" he retorted. No doubt the two jokers would have had a ruction then and there, had it not been for tile interposition of Frank Reade, Jr. He put a stop to it, and sent them about their business. Thus afl'airs were and Frank had decideJ upon no definite course Cf action one day a man aopeared at the machine works. He a tall, sharp featured man with a well knit form. His keen ferret eyes were a characteristic. "Good-day!" he said pleasantly. "13 this Mr. Frank Reade, Jr.?'' It is!" rPplied Frank "My card!" Frank took the pasteboard. He saw the name upon IL at once. "ALVIN DEXTER, Detective, Boston,"

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. t 4 THE BLACK RANGE. "A detective!" he exclaimed In surprise. What can I do Cor you!" "You can do much!'' replleu the detective, quietly. "I trust that you will when I have told you my story." "H I can help you subserve the ends or I am at your ser vice!" replied Frank, "You can!" "Very good! Let me have your story!" "Are we beyond listening ears!" Come with mel" saitl Frank. Be fed the way into the private office. Both were seated; then the detective drew a photograph lrom his pocket. He handed it to Frank. Did you ever see that mao before?' he asked. Never,'' Frank admitted. It was the IJOrtrc.it or a dark, repulsive mao. He was a type or des perado. "Teo years there occurred a terrible murder out in Connecti cut,'' said the detective. "It was tile Howells' murder. You remem ber that the old farmer nnd his wife were slaugbtered by a farm hand named Danton Maxwell." "1'be Howells' murder!'' exclaimed Frank; I remember it well.'' "Good enough! That is the picture of Danton Maxwel!." "Well?'' Now I have l:Jeen on his track all these years. He escaped with ten tllousat:d !lollars of old Howells' money. Lately I have gained a clew as to his wheraabouts." Ah! is that su?'' "Yes, I have heard that he is out ir1 New MexicO herding cattle up on what is known as the Illack Rane;e. You may have heard of itT' "Very good I" admitted Frank; "but in what manner can I help you?" "There is no one else can help me so well. I understand that you are going down into the Apache country." I ha \ 1 thought of it." "Also that you intend to travel thither in your new Electric Cara van.'' "Yes.'' 4 "Good! Now the favor I have to ask or you in the interests of jus tice is to allow me to accompany you." "Impossible!'' exclaimed F rank. "I never take passengers." "That settles it then. But I thought I would apply t o you. How ever, I am down there in quest of Maxwell, and maybe I will see you there.'' Fr11nk extended his hand. "Young man," he cried, earnestly, "if I meet you down there I will certainly do all in my power to belp you. But I cannot take you as a passenger from here. I would be slighting many whom I have refused, and that would not be right.'' "I have gained my point," said th!! detective, arising. "It is your co-operation I wa!lt, not a free ride. or course you will admit the villain ought to be brought to justice?" "Certainly, and I will help you do it." "I thank you I'' Alvin Dexter, the detective, arose and went to the door. "I will meet you in the land or the Greaser,'' he said. "Until then, Mr. Reade, 1 wish you goolidayl" Frank bowed, and the detective was gone. The young inventor ruminated some time over the matter. He remembered the Howells murder very well. It was a fiendish and terrible deed. Surely it would b& a great triumph to now, after ten years, bring the murderer to justice. Frank, somewhat excited, touchml a 1->ell and Pomp appeared. "Pomp," said the young inventor, brusquely, "I want you to see that the caravarl is all ready to start to-morrow. Have it put aboard a car in and billed to Santa Fe. Do you understand!" "Yes, snbl" replied the darky, bobbing his bead. "l'se gwioe to do jes' wha' yo' sa.y, sah I'' Then be vanished. Frank Reade, Jr., lost no time in preparati(ln. CHAPTER liT. TN THS APACHE COUNTRY. THE world which had 1ts eyes upon the action or the famous young Inventor little
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I 'l'HE BLACK RANGE. Til en once more tlley began circling their horses about the Caravan, firing at the maclline the while. Still Frank would not allow Barney and Pomp to retaliate. We do not want to take human life if we can help it!" he declar ed, !Jut if we find it necessary then we will teacll them a lesson they wili not soon forget.'' "Begorra, I'd loike wan good thry at the varmints," said Barney, eagerly. Frank now started the machine toward the river with the purpose of fording, 'l'he l.lottom w,;s clear and sandy and the water shallow so that this was quit.e possible. The Apaches seeing this purpose at once began to draw nearer tlle Caravan yelling the while. Emboldened l!y the fact that they were not tired upon they came quite near. J:1st as tlle Caravan made tile bank of the river the precipitate attack came. Tile Ravages rushed thl'ir (Jonies np close to the Caravan anrl throw ing themselves otf to gain the deck. But Frank Rea
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6 THE BLACK RANGE. They were professed greenhorns, aml the cowboys winked and l clmckled at the prospect of a good haul. But pinnocble was too fiat for such sportive minds, and it was voted down promptly in favor of draw-poker. Of this simple game Barney and Pomp professed to know nothing Yet they were not loath to Jerry Juke dealt the cards. Ante all!" he said tersely. This was done. Thbo Snapper Jake threw down his han J and Vii Decatur called for two cards. "He am tryin' fo' a full bouse," ttougbt the astute Pomp, be am jes' got free o'.l a kind. I done fink I'll stay.'' Barney was out of it. It lay now bet ween Pomp and Jerry Jnke. There was a moment or silence. Then Pomp very cautiously took up a chip and placed it on the pile. Jerry grinned, and slapped down a whole fistfull or chips. I'll yo' ye fifty to better,'' he cried. "Now lea' see yer, sand nag ger." There was the faintest suspicion or a smile about the corners or Pomp's mouth. But be feigneu doubt. "Don' know 'bout dat, mah friend!" he said, cautiously. "Hab yo' got a stra1gbt flush or am yo' jes' bluffing?" "I've got enough tew beat yew, nigger!" ,said the cowboy. "Well, I 'spose I might see you one bettahl" said Pomp, slowly. 'l'he cowboy looked keenly at the darlY "Air yew bluffing!" "' Hain't nnffin' to say!" "I'll raise yew ten!" Jes' one bettahl" I'll it and call!" The others had been interested spectators. They bent forward now eagerly as the two players t-hrew down their -bands. The result was curious. Jerry Jake showed three aces. Certainly it was a good hand. But Pomp very quietly laid four nines upon the table. Who am tie winner?" he asked, innocently. All roared at this .but Jerry Juke, who looked disgusted. "Good fer yew, nigger!'' shouted Snapper Jake, pounding Pomp on the back. "Yew air all right-an' I'll risk yew"' Once more the game went on. This time Snapper Jake won a small pot. The game progressed merrily for some time. Then, as honors were about even, the festive cowboys thought they would have some fun. They winked at each other, and Vii Decatur turned and said: "I'll wager my buckskin broucho on this baud agio your money. What de>Y ye say?" "l'se jes' gwine to take dat, sabl'' cried Pomp. Dew ye mean it?" Ob co'se I does!" "Pot up the cards!" They were dealt, and as good luck bad it, Pomp a full house of I aces and kings. He stood ready to back it with all he had. Decatur's band was three jacks, and he bet boldly. The result was that Pomp won easy. The negro was dehgbted. Golly!" he exclaimed, "I jes' want fo' to take ontlook at dat lily hoss!" "Good fer yew, nigger!'' cried Jake, and then all the cowboys began to congratulate him. Dectaur appeared to be much broken up, and tried to get Pomp to release him. But the darky would not. "Well,'' said Decatur, "I'll make a race with ye fer him? He's the fastest mustang on the ranch, but I kin take old Spotletl Joe an' beat ye!" I'll do dat, frien'!" cried Pomp, whose racing blood was up. Pomp had once heen a very successful jocl\ey, and there was no doubt in his mind but that he could open the eyes of the cowboys. So otl to the corrnl they went. It was just at dusk, bot there was yet tlmll en11ugh for a raee. Decatur iaRsoed and led forth the very prettiest mustang of the lot. Pomp was delighted. "Ye've the king pin buss on the range, nigget!" cried Snapper Jake. "Now lea' see ye ride him." "Hob! jes' yo' len' me a sadd!e an I'll show yo'!" declared Pomp. Decatur brought out a saddle and it was placed on the mustang's back, he making little or no resistance. Then Pomp pulled his cap over his ears and advanced to mount. The mustang stood docile enough while Pomp mounted. But when the darky the reins acd slapped the animal's neck there was an Immediate circus. The principal actors were Pomp and the mustang. The question was one of mastery, and it required an area of a mile squure to sel tle it. The made a leap in the air, and began a system of gvrations which made Pomp dizzy. The darky, however, was a good rider and hung on. He saw the point of the joke at once, and grimly resolved to turn iL on the laughing and shrieldng cowboys, "Hang on, nigger!" Don't drop ofH'' "Lay him out!" These and other yells were given, and Pomp heeded them well. Round and round the corral went the darky and the mustang in the mad struggle for mastery. So long as the mustang persevered in this line of procedure Pomp was nil right. But presently he changed his tactics. CHAPTER V. FRANK PROPOSES TO DEFEND THE RANCH, THAT mustang was an expert in the art of bucking. Thus far he hall tried it iu every fashion upon Pomp. But in vain! Tbe darky still clung. Now, however, the mustang tried a chan::e of programme much to Pomp's sorrow. Turning suduenly after coming to a stop, the mustang reached arouuu antHnstantly gripped Pomp's toe, stirrup and all in its teeth. Tl.le hold wus a good one, and the darky gave a spasmodic yell or pain. The mustang went around lightning-like iu n circle and the uurky losing his balance went ofi. The fall broke the vicious animal's hol4 upon his foot and the mus tang galloped away wit;1 a shrill neigh of triumph. Tbe cowboys yell'Jd with deligbt as Pomp arose and cum;, hobbling toward them. What'll yew take fer yer pony, nigger?" Ain't be a 4uck jumper?" "Yew are a dandy rider!" These were the exclamations which Pomp had to face. The darky was very angry and sullen. Dar. am a'right!" be growled, but I jes' bet yo' de beer fo' de crowd dat none ob you una can stay ou dat boss's back so long us I tlHI." "I'll take yew, nigger!" cried Snapper Jale. Put up yer ca.3b.' "Mah wo'd am good!" All right! I'll take yer word fer it." The pony was lassoed once more, and Snapper Jake mounted. T<> Pomp's nmazemeut the cowboy bad no trouble with tbe mustang at. all. Pomp was now the laughing stock of the crowd. But be was to<> disgusted to appreciate the joke. Huh!" be grow leu. 1 don' llnk nobody kin ride a trick pony_ I was jes' fooled dnt was all." Darkuevs now began to settle down thick and fast. Every moment cowboys began to ride in from distant points, until fully half a score were on hand. All of them brought a thrilling report. It was rumored at the settlement below on Black River that Black Max had sworn tbe most dire vengeance upon Gen. Vaile. 'l'he general heatd this report not without some concern. He at once gave orrlers for the place to be carefully guarded, and that every man sbould have his pistols ready at band that night Tb1s may not be very pleasant for you, Mr. Rende,'' he said to Frank. "I have no doGbt you would rather be out of it.'' "On the contrary," saicl Frank, "I shall be pleased to be right in it, and I think we can give these rascals a good siege." "You don't say that you mean to help us!" "Certainly.'' The general wrung Frank's tand warmly. I sball ne. ver forget you,'' he said. Perhaps the most deeply alarmed person on the place was the general's daughter, Carlotta Vaile. She was a beautiful and accomplished girl, and the idol or her father's heart. rue home of the Vaile3 was in St. Louis, but Carlotta hacl begged permission to accomrany her father out upon his ranch. She was the only one of ber sex m a wide region about, and had only been enableu t.o reach the ranch by a long horseback ride, which few women could have made. While at the rnnch she had met handsome, dashing Haven Reed and the two had fallen in love as Jlrst sight. 'l'his was one reason why Carlotta was very willing to remain upon the ranch, aRd then she also enjoyed the wild freeuom of the plaius. Gen. Vaile would not have worried so much over any attack or the villain Dane had it not been for t .he presencE' or Carlotto.. The eveuing, however, was very pleasantly spent in the parlor of th& ranch. Miss Carlotta sang and played her guitar to the company. Tben Barney and Pomp contributed in their inimitable way with the fiddle and tlle banjo. 'l'his immensely pleased the cowboys and Barney and Pomp were favorites from that on. But at the hour of ten and just as Lhe party was breaking up som& exciting mcitlents occurred. There was the clatter of borses' hoofs, and a cowboy came riding madly into the yard. He almost tumbled from his horse and staggered up the piazza steps. It was seen then that his face was streaming with blood. Broncho Bill!" cried Haven RE.'ed, excir edly. "What is the matter with yon?" 1'he devils are coming!" gasped the exhausted cowboy. They finished me down here by the Forks!" Who is coming?" cried Gen. Vaile. Why, that pizen varmint, Black Max. He's got all of a hundred or more Greasers and cut-throats from Broken Bar. They're all com ing up hynr to wipe out this ranch!" Gen. Vaile turned deadly pale and reeled back. "My God!" he gasped, "this is awful I" Then be clutched Haven Reed's arm.

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THE BLACK RANGE. "Reed, my boy," be said, huskily, "I'm going to put great trust in you." "You can trust me to the death!" said Haven in a voice or steel. I want you to saddle tlle two best horses ou tlle range. 'l'ake Carlotta and ried Gen. Vaile, "that WJJ had better send Carlotta to Fort Myers?" "General," said Frank, quietly, "have no I can defeat a force twice as large." I depend on you?'' "You may." It was reckoned that the attacking party would reach the ranch shortly after midnight. Frank Reade, Jr., who had undertaken the defense of the ranch, now began to formulate his !>laos accordingly. The Caravan was placed at the gate of tlle stockade with the electric gun trained to bAar upon the praitie in front. Thf!n Frank took a great coil of wire and went out upon the prairie. With the help of Burney nod Pomp be rapidly uncoiled it and made several circuits of tile stockade, about a hundred yards distant from it. This wire was connected wih the powerful dynamos, and a terrific current sent through it. Then every flghting man in the ranch was stationed upon the stockade. With the search-light Frank could at will reveal any po int around the stockade for a mile or more. Thus prepared, lhe young inventor said to Gen. Vaile: "If they whip us now they must have some powerful artillery. And if they don't dismount my electric gun at o11ce, tile)' can't eveu do it with that." Gen. Vaile was now more confident, and said: "You are a wonderful man, Mr. Rende! I hope your plans will not miscarry!" "Have no fear of that," said Frank, "but if your daughter you fear for let her come ai.Joard the caravan. We can all escape in that, anyway, for they have not horses fleet enough to catch us." Indeed, I will avail mysell of that ofl'er, Mr. Reade. A stray bul let you know migtlt enter the stockaae.'' You are quite right, Gen Vaile." So Carlotta weut aboard the Caravan. She was certainty safe there. All preparations had been made for the attack of the foe. llut midnight came and passed. Still be did not come. Are our advices reliable?" asked Haven Reecl, in somewhat of doubt. "Mr. Alvin Dexter reported it so," replieJ Frank, Reade,[Jr. "He came direct .ftom Broken Bar." Certainly; the report was current there declared tlle detective "Indeed, there was much excitement over it.' "1 think there is no doubt of the villain's intentions," declared Gen. Vaile. But yet the attacking party did not appear. What did it mean! CHAPTER VI. AN ELF. C TRICAL SURPRI S E, HAD there been a picket, or an outpost, however, it would have been speedily dtscovered that the foe were advancing to the attack. But scheme was, Indian like, to effect a surr.rise. Their ponies were corralled some miles below, and tlle band or white men and ApachtJS, full three hundred strong, were creeping through the tall prairie grass toward the doomed ranch. The flrst intimation of thiH was received in a strange way. Suddenly Frank beard tlle dynamos click. There was a shock, a. brief flash of light out ou tbe prairie, and a terrible agoniz ed yell. Instantly the young inventor was upon his feet. "Hurrah!" he cried, there is the advance guard, and the first victim!" Instantly all was excitement in the stockade. The cowboys all rushed to their posts half expecting the foe to pounce right down upon them. But they diJ not. The wires so skilfully laid by Frank Reade, Jr. were doing their work. The young inventor had at once sprung to the searchlight aud sent its rays out on the prairie, The wires could not be seen as they were low on the ground, but the forms of the assailants cou!d be identified plainly. Seeing that they were discovered all reserve was thrown oti and they came to tlte attack furiously. In a uody tlley sprunpup from the grass and rushed toward tbe stockade. But tlley did not reach it. Instead they struck the deadly electric wires and the result was ter rible for them. By the score they were piled in an inextricable heap. of them received a ath stroke, but others not coming in direct c:m tact with the wire were shocked into insensibility. While, with every contact with the wire lightning flashes seemed to leap and play along the ground. Of course sue!! a mysterious and astounding reception as that had a demorahziug etrect upon the att!lckiug force. Especially tlle l ndiaus were terrified by the curious lightning flashes. To them they hart a supernatural meaning, and this was enough. They beat a hasty ond unceremonious retreat. The Greasers and other desperadoes of Dane s command had never seen an exbillition of electrical forces bafore. It was therefore n atoral that ti.Jey should be also impressed with doubt and terror. To them it seemed as if mines were being exploded beneath them, with the exception that there was no report. Several charges ware made, but each time the electric wires threw them into confusion. The result wos that tlley were obliged to beat a dismayed retreat. Out upon the darkened prairie they rushed pell mell. But they gave vent to their feelings in wild and demoniac yells The cowboys and Gen. Valle were elated as well as wonders .Lruck. The general came rushing aboard the Caravan wildly excited. Mr. R e ade, you have done it!" he cried. "Bravo! it is wonder ful!" "I told you tllat we would make it lively for them!" said Frank with a smile. "And you have done so. Your electric wjres did it." "Tbe best thing they can dol" said Frauk, grimly. "Is to:make tracks from this vicinity. I can a:mlhilate ten times their number!" "Indeed, I believe you!" The cowboys were riding their horses madly about the ranch yard, shouting detiance to their foes out on tuG prairie, and firing their pistols in the air. It was not long before Dane's gang recovered from tlteir repulse. They gathered upon a little rise of the prairie and returned the yells of the cowboys. H was plain that 1 hey had r.ot given up the contest. "I really believe they mean to attack us again," said Haven Reed. "You mny depend upou it!" declared Frank, "that is thP.ir intention." "Had we not better get ready to receive them?" "Wait a white!" Frank kept the searchlight full upon the group or desperadoes. This plainly did not please them, for it was most dazzling, anc\ its nature they could not comprehend. They kept up a rattling lire all the while. This was not without ef-

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8 THE BLACK feet ellber, for two of tbe cowboys who recklessly exposed themselves were badly wounded. The desperadoes now seemed to adopt neVI' tactics. They deployed in single lines uutil the ranch was completely sur rounded. Then tbe tramp of horses' feet was beard. Tbe truth was apparent. They had brougbt up the horses, and were about to make a mouGt ed "Well, they have good ph1ck," muttered Frank Reade, Jr., "but I lbink we can give tbem enough this time." Round and round the rancll the attacking party now rode. The pnurie seemed alive witb them. Tbe Apaches rode their ponies in their usual way, yelling like fiends. Nearer they drew their line to the rnnch. FranR knew that they must soon strike the wires. Tbe young inventor followed them w1th the search-light closely. Suddenly the crash came. One of the .Apache ponies came in contact with a wire. There was a terrific and horse and rider were tuml.Jled Ill a heap. But Frank Reade, Jr., heard a dismaying sound. Tbis was the rattling buzz of the .At once he sprang into the engine-room and saw the truth. The wire had sevt>red by tbe colliston with the Indian PQny, and the circuit was broken. Had the attacking force known this at the moment, they might have made a mud attack upon the ranch, and perhaps have car ried it. Fortunately they delayed their attack, little aware of the advantage they held. As soon as he saw that the cifcuit was broken, Frank knew at once the uselessness of tbe electric wires. He knew tbat a different mode of defense must bo adopted, and that at once. He shouted to Barney and Pomp, at:d then sprang to the l.Jreec!J of the electric gun. Quick as a tlask Frank placed a projectile in the breech. Then Barney in the pilot-house pressed tbe motive lever, and the Caravan ran out of the ranch yard. Out upon tiHl prairie it ran, a.ncl Pomp swept the circle with electric li.e:ht. Just where the largest crowd of the foe were, BarGey swung the head of tbe Caravan about. Frank took lightning-like aim and then pressed the electric key. The result was thrilling. There was a sligbt recoil, a hissing of air, and then tbe dynamite projectile was !au nched at tbe foe. It struck the ground right i!) lhe midst of a score of Apaches. There wns a territlc, thunderous roar aud an earthquake-liktl shock. Then a mighty blaze of light, and tbe bodies of Indians and tons of earth a.r.d stone were seen to rise in the air. Falling, the det:Jris formed a mound full ten feet high, a literal cav ern being made in the Round swept the Caravan. Frank thrust another dynamite bomb in tbe breech of the gun. again he drew aim and pressed the electric key. Another explosion followed and again a score of Apaches met their fate. The rest of the attacldng band had now paused aghast at the dead ly work of tbe destroj'ing invention. They had never 11een anything like It before and were wholly at a loss to underatar:d it. They could face a battery of Uncle Sam's guns but to atternpt to stand before this awful destroyer was too much. Til ere was plainly power enough in tho deadly gun to destroy them all. Satisfied of this, a busty and most disorderly retreat \VUS made. Frank sent the Caravan after them. Wherever a good shot could be made with the dynamite gun, it was ma1le. Dozens of the Apaches were thus slaughtered. But the white desperadoes seemed to bear charmed lives. They got beyond range and disappeared. For some miles Frank pursued the foe. Then he returned to the ranch. The battle was over. Tbe defenders of the ranch were victors. Gen. Vaile was overjoy ed. He wrung Frank'@ hand earnestly and cr!ed: But for you we should certainly have all and the ranch burned!" he declared. "It is a debt I can never fully repay, but 1 shall never forget.'' "Indeed," said Frank, warmly. "Do not think of that. I am only too glad to help you." Beautiful C11rlotLa Vaile was exuberant in her joy and gratitude. She expressed her warmest thanks to Frank. Then there followed a spell or merrymaking at the rancu. It was in the early hours before this bad ended. Daylight was at band. However, Gen. Vaile's fears were not over. He had called every cowboy on the to duty, and ordered them all armed to the teeth. We have to ride the range over:' he declared, "the \'illains have been haffied in their attempt to destroy the ranch, but they will attempt to atone for that by killing all of my cattle." Do you mean that?'' exclaimed Frank in surprise. Certainly I do!'' "Then stay! Leave your men here to defend the ranch. I will go out with you in tbe Caravan to patrol the range!" Gen. Vaile was overjoyed. Do yon menu tbat!'' he cried. Certaiuly I do!" How shall I ever repay you?" "You need not think of tuat. I ask for no better diversion than tbe bringing or these rascals to justic11!" l:lo the affair was settled. 'l'he cowboys in charge of Haven Reed were to l.Je left in defense of the ranch. Gen. Vaiie gladly went aboard .he Caravan. It was not believed that the villains would dare 11ttack the ranch again at once. They would not know !.Jut that tbe Caravan yet hovered in the yard. "1 hope we muy run down tl.at villain, Danton Maxwell!" declared Dexter, the "I wouhl like to take him bacl.: in manacle3 to the East." Perhaps we can run him down this time!" said l!'ranl,, confidently. "One thing is sure, if Wtl can sight him we will catch him, and you may depend upon it." CHAPTER VII TH STAMPEDE. THE Caravan at once starr, ed out across the range. Soon the ranch was left out of sight on the !Jorizon, and the Black River's gleaming waters could be seen ahead. Back of this were the mountaiuP. Here in a sort of coulee there was a round-up of several thousand cattle. They were in charge of half a dozen experienced cowboys. It was this part!cular herd that tile ger.eral was anxious about. He knew that the villains would be apt to strike thiS one tirst as it was the most valuable. If they could stampede and run it into the mountains they coulcl bold the cattle there foreve;. If not they could destroy, which would mean a hllavy loss to the rnnch owner. So it can be understood why Gen. Vaile was so anxious. The Car avan now rapi : !ly drew nearer to the coulee This was a sink or depression in the plain with precipitous sides. There was a narrow entrance to It from tbe lower plain, anu it fur nisbed an ell.cellent place for the round-up, for thtl cattle, or;ce in the spacious coulee, could be held as securely as in a corral, and by half the number of men. It could not be seen what was going on in the coulee until close upon it. Tht>n all distinctly beard the sound of tire-arms. "They have attacked our men!'' cried the general, excitedly. "Look! on my word there goes the stampede!" The rumbling sound of boors like distant thunder was heard. Then across the bottom lands the vast herd of long horns was seen gal loping. While in their rear were a hundred mounted and yelling Apaches. It was plainly tile purpose of the Inath to the whole gang!'' Leaving the coulee, the Caravan now followed the Apaches. 'l'he were drivrng tbe cattle straight fo1 the river . At this point it was easily forded. But cattle, no matter how great the stampe
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' 'l'HE BLACK RANGE. 9 No harm was done and every moment the white m&n were getting nearer. The Apache were alarmed. But now the cattle bad taken a fresh start and were across the river. "By Jove!" exclaimed the detective. "It looks as if we would lose them yet!" "No, no!'' cried Gen. Vaile, "that must not be!" The boggy ground having lleeu crossed Frank sent the Caravan ahead nt grent speed now. In a moment they were at the 1vater's edge. The savnges were upon the opposite bank. and with loud yells of triumph were rushing the cattte.toward a high '11\'al!ed pass. Frank sent the Caravan into the shallow river. When about half way across, however, a startling mishap occurred. The Caravan suddenly came to a halt. The utmoat of the electric current not move it forward or even backward. Dismay was in every face. What can be toe matterY" "Has something broken?" No," suid Frank. Nothing has broken. It is an obstruction.'' "Au obstruction!" exclaimed Gen. Vaile, iu surprise. "What manner or one!" "Probably a rock," replied Frank. We'll soon get around that." We will bo too late!" >aid Gen. Valle, hopelessly. Do you think so?" u Yes." "Why?" "Easy enough! If they get the cattle into that canyon it will be the last we shall see of them." Why not pursue them stl17" That w1ll he impossible. This vehicle cannot make its wny through that pass owing to the rocky formation. We could not cope with such odds on foot.'' Truly it was a hopeless outlook. But Frank Reade, Jr. was not disposed to abandon hope. That was never bia way. "At least we will make au effort to save your cattle, Gen. Vaile," be said. "Come, Pomp, you are a water llird!" Yas, saul" replied darl;y, promptly. Wha'ellber yer want, sah?" "Just pull olf your clothes, dive down there and see what's the matter." "A'rig!Jt, sail!'' The durky needed no second bidding. In an instant he had thrown off his clothing and then went over the rail. Barney wanted to follow him bot Frank would not allow him. "Pomp will do it alone,'' he said. "We will soon flud out the trouble.'' The darky dived several times. Finally he came up on the opposite side of the Caravan and erie
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10 THE BLACK RANGE. "Hurrah!" cried Alvin Dext11r, the detective, "that is the kind of talk!" "I believe that Dane has gone straight to Broken Bar!" declareu Haven Reed. "He has full sway over aeulen.ent now. It has become a nest of outlaws!" "For Broken Bar then!" cried Gen. Vaile. "Forward all!" Frank Reade, Jr., sprung into the pilot-houaa. Haven Reed released his fagged mustang and clambered aboard. Then the Caravan set out to the southwart1. Br oken Bar was a small collection of adobe !mts at the junction of the Black River and 11 tributary. The spot was once the aile of an ancient pueblo, and the were built up from the ruins of this. IL was a rendezvous for Greasers, cut-throats and gamblers. The respectable cowboy shunned the place as he valued his life and repu tation. It was true that Black Max was the demagogue of the place. His word was law in Broken Bar. Few dared gainsay it. Truly Vaile's neighbors were not of the most desirable kind. Yet the general hall always got along peaceably enough with all until the discovery of the cattle thefts of Black Max was made. Already the general saw that his only hope of future prosperity on the Black Range was tbe wiping out of tbe entire gang at Broken Bar. Now that he had the co-operation of Frank Reade, Jr., and his electric caravan this seemed a possibility. It was nightfall when the caravan reached the valley in which the Greaser town was situated. Already tbe lights could be seen in the gloom. And now a plan of procedure was discussed. To attack the place openly with the Caravan it was agreed was not altogether the best of taste. First," said Frank Reade, Jr., I think we had better ascer tain whether or not Dane and lila crew have returned to the town. If we learn that they are there, then we will be better JUStified 111 attacking the place." "Good!" cried Dexter, the detective. "Then I have a proposal to make." What is It?" "Simply this. Let myself and two or three others visit the town in disguise and size the place up. I would like especially to get a look at this Black Max!" "It shall be donfl!" cried Frank Reade, Jr. "I win go with you. :L..et the others be Mr. Reed and Gen. Vaile." "And Barney nud Pomp will stay with the Caravan!" "Yes!" Barney and Pomp did not demur. Tbey never questioned their employer's orders for wise and politic reasons. Yet either would have jumpe1 out of bia skin for the privi lege of going. Preparations were soon made. The Caravan found cover in a clump of cacti, not l:alf a mile dis tant from the Greaser settlement. Frank and Dexter, Reed and Gen. Vaile adopted the costume of Mexicans and darkened their faces with a pigment. Their disguises were exceedingly good, and they felt safe enough as thAy left the Caravan. They w ere armed to the teeth. Frank Reade, Jr., and Haven Reed were to be the spokesmen, as they understood the Mexican language better than the others. They set otr for the settlement With all baste. It did not take long to cover the half. mile. As they approached the collection of "dobys,'' they saw that all were lit up, and a great crowd of lawless men thronged the doorways and the main street. Various were the scenes witnessed. In some of the buildings men were drinking and throwing dice or playing at cards. Outside they were trading mustangs, practicing with the lariat, or playing musical pipes and :lancing. No women ever found access to Breiten Bar. It was essentially a "gander" town. Indeed, women in the region about were very seldom seen. As the four disguised men sauntered lei8urely among the Greasers they were not noticed, and certainly they did not arouse suspicion. Dexter, the detective, was keenly on the outlook. This was his prime opportunity, and be made the moat of it. Be was most anxious to get a glimpse of Black Max. There was no doubt In the detective's mind that he was identical with Danton Maxwell, the murderer. The detective's whole being thrilled with the thought that he might succeed in cupturing Ilia bird. If be should, hi3 fame would be established. His zeal can, there fore, be well unaerstood. The strolled observant through the town. Nothing es. caped tbeir keen a.nd penetrating gaze. In the center of tbe collection of dobys was a larger structure than the others. It bore the appearance of a hostelry, and sported a large bar and card room. This was crowded. Here the four spies paused. "I think this Is the most likely place to find our man,'' said Haven Reed. "All right. Let us enter," sail! Dexter. This was done. They fllell into the place. Newcomers were always expected to patrilnize the bar. Accordingly our quartette did so. The liquor was something vile, but they managed to swallow it. Then Reed called for a pack of cards, and they seated themselves at a table. They played friendly gam\ls to avoid suspicion. Their play was not noticed, however, for the swearing, drinking crowd or Greasers were too intent in their own handd. This is our best chance of finding Black Max," said Reed. "U he bas rei urned from the range, h e Will surely be t.ere!" Dexter, the detective, was on the qui vtve. Time passed, but he did not appear. Tb en, just us our friends were beginning to lose patience, a thrilling thing occurred. Two Greasers, at a table back of them, suddenly quarreled. Per christol'' hissed one, springing up, "you insult me, son of a. dog! Dare you say I cheat!" "Diablo!'' gritted the other, 11 you are a scoundrel and a Chief!" For that you sh::.ll die!" "Jesu! not until I have given you the length of my knife!" The table was overturned, and the players faced each other. The other gamesters looked up with idle interest. The proprietor did not interfere. So common a thing as a gamester's qtlllrrel scarce apy. It was certain that tlie two hot-headed Mexicans would bav& But at that moment a heavy step struck the thtPshold. A powerfu h framed man appeared. He was a giant in stature, with dark Hushed face and bloodshot eyes gleaming under the his seat. Now that he b11d bad his little joke and believed that his monarchy in the bar-room was established, Black Max relaxed his bullying manner. Walk up, everybody!'' he cried. Here goes for the crowd. Toss 'em up, yew drink mixer, and let's have the best ye've got." The Mexicans all flocked to the bat,. not daring to disregard the snmm(lns. But our quartette did not do so. In fact, if they had been allowed second thought, it was likely that for policy's sake they would have done so. But they were so intent in watching their man that this did not oc cur to any onP. of them. "As I live!" exclaimed Dexter, in deep excitement, I believe that. is my man. I think that he is Danton Maxwell.'' "I have a mind to ehoot him now like tbe dog he is!" exclaimed Gen. Vaile. But Frank Reade, Jr., said: 'I No, do not be rash. We wilol play him two for one yet." "All walk up!" roared the bad man of Broken Bar. "It's my treat. Every man walk up!" Then his blood-shot gaze was turned upon the four men who had yet kept their seats. He :!tared at them a moment. It was not possible for him to identify tbem as other than Greasers in their present dress. And the bully reckoned them as setting his authority at defiance. This inllamed his temper. With an ootll he whipped out his revolvers. I

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, THE BLACK RANGE. 11 Curse yet'' he yelled, didn't I for all to walk to the bar? Ara ye comingor not?" At that moment Alvin Dexter, the usually coolheaded detective, lost comniaud or himself and retorted: "We obey no mandate of yours, Da1:tun Maxwell, murderer!" The words rang out sharp and clear. The effect was astounding. The bully started back as if shot and lowered his pistols. He bent forward like a tiger at bay, and fixing his swollen gaze upon the other, llissed: 41 Who the deuce are youf' "I am a man of the law!'' cried Dexter, springing up and whipping out a pair of manacles. "You ure my prisoner in the name of the law. I arrest you for the Howells murder, a crime of which you are guilty!'' The daring detective, sprung toward the petrified villain. It seemed as if the wretch bad lost all command or himself. But only for a moment. Then a yell like that or a maddened wild beast escaped his throat. He brought up the pistols again but swift as a llash the detective struck them down. Both bullets went through the floor. Tben Dexter was at the wretch's throat. The two were enwrapped in each other's arms in a deadly struggle. The others, Gen. Vaile, Fmnk and Haven Reed saw that the crisis so mshly precipitated by the detective called for their co-operation. To refuse it would be f;.tal. To at.tempL, however, to arrest the villain there upon his own stamp ing groullll had been an act of folly upon the part of Dexter. Toe detective was plucky and had instantly got his man at a disad vantage. Unhindered, it was possible that he might have overpowered and secured him. But this was not permitteJ. Tile villain yelled lusty commands to his confreres, the Mexicans. In a moment the melee became general. In the midst of it, however, the detectiv9 managed to deal Maxwell a blow upon the bead wuicb knocked him senseless. But be saw at once that it was going to be impossible for him to secure his mao. Realizing this, he shouted to his floiends: Get into the strGetl Separate!" The others IJeard this. At once they fought their way out or the barroom. By this time the din had begun to call a crowd to the spot. But our friends had managed to overcome tb9 Mexicans in the bar room, and now held them at bay with loa(\ed revolvers. In this manner gaining tile street, Frank Reade, Jr., took the lead, crying: Break away, lads! Follow me!" With which he '\Jar ted to the rear or the adobe hut. The others fol lowed, and they had gained fully a hundred yards before the Mexicans were heard in their rear. The course taken by Frank Rende, Jr. was the beat possible one. It was toward the river and they reached its banks JUSt in time to escape the shower of bullets seut after them. Here was a mighty belt of timber and once in this they were safe. The gloom enabled them to easily distance their pursuers. At lengtll, breathless and exhausted they came to a halt. This was In a small chaparral. j No sound of the uursuers was now to be heard. They were safe. But not one of them had escaped without slight wounds. Dexter was the most disgusted of all. I wail a fool!" he cried. "I think you werl' unwise," said Vaile. You acted too soon!" ventured Frank. '' I know it!'' said the detective, disappointedly. It was my eng er liaste to make a prisoner of that. rogue." But your time bad not come!'' "I see it now." However, there waslitlle use in cryi(jg over spilt milk. So the best was made or the situation. "What is our move now?" asked Hrwen Reed. "I think we had better return to the Caravan," declared Frank. "So do I," agreed Gen. Vaile. "But-ought we not to make some atte::npt to learn the fate of Carlottar asked Haven Reed. "Yes," replied Frank, but I think we can do better with the Caravan now than witllout it.'' "All right." This settlPd the question. All set out to tint! the spot where Caravan was left. This was by no means an easy task. In the gloom it was extremely hard to settle the proper direction to take. It was not surprising, therefore, that the adventurers should run into most dangerous l!>callties and incur some exciting llxperiences. They had succeed know the result or that couference." "There is a way," said o.,xter. "How?" Follow them!" This move was instantly decided apon. The muffled tread of tb& Indian pomes could be heard in the distance ahead. This was sufficient guide, aud the white trailers !ollowetl it. Haven Reed, who was the best Indian tactician, led the way. For some while the part.y went on in this fashion. But this could not continue long, for the settlement was not far distant. Soon the lights of the town burst into view. Then the Apacheg were seen gathered in a lwot in the verge of the chaparral. Several of them had torches, and they &eemed to be signaling. 'l'he party of white trailers stealthily crept mto the chaparral and gained a point directly in the rear of the savages. Here they could see and hear and not be seen. Some time elapsed. The .\pacbes seemed to be waiting for something. Then a tall furm was seen coming up the slope. It was a white man, and as he came within the circle of light made by the glare ol the torches, the watching white men recognized him as Danton Maxwell. The walked straight up to Long Lance. 'l'hey gripped hands nnd then after a few guttural remarks the chief led the way Into the verge of the chaparral. They were now but a few feet from the white trailers and each held his breath m deepest excitement. EvtJry word could be plainly beard. "My rPd brother bas done well," the desperado said, In a gruff voice. "He has stampeded many of my white enemy's cattle" "My white brother speaks the truth," replied Long Lance. "I seek now the scalps of the strange men of tire who have slaught ered so many of my llraves." "You mean that curious chap with the electric wagon?" My white brother k!Jows.'' "Yes, and I don't understand why our men did not capture that devil. But we'll have him yet." "Long Lance awaits his white brother's commands." "Good! We must now rig up a new plan to exterminate the whole lot of them. Curse them! Not one must be spared!" CHAPTER X. BARNEY ANn POMP TO THE RESCUE. WHEN Danton Maxwell made this blood-thirsty remark he little dreamed that thP subjects of it were so near at band. It was well for them that their presence was unsuspected. Long Lance, the Apache, seemed to be pleased with the declaration of tbe villain that t!Jeir foes must be exterminated. The spirits of my dead brethren cry out for their blood!" saitl the Apache chief. "But my white brother has captured the pale face squaw!" "Right!" cried Maxwell, with fiendiah delight. "Ah! that was a rich prize. And she Is pretty, too. Egad, she bas my bean and she shall be my squaw!" At this brutal declaration Haven Reed gritted his teeth fiercely. Twice he raised his 1 ifle to shoot the dastard, but be lowered It each timo as he realized the folly of such a move. "My time will come!" he reflected. First, Carlotta must be saved!" All were in hopes that Maxwell would betray the spot wbere he held Carlotta captive. But he did not do this. The balance of the conversation between bim aD!l the Apacne chief, concerned an attacl;: upon mack River Ranch to be made on the mor row. "Every Greaser m Broken Bar shall be there!" cried Maxwell, fiercely. Tben the interview terminated. Long Lance mounted Ilia horse, and with a guttural adieu the whole cavalcade dashed away. Tb11y were almost Instantly out of sight. The villain Maxwell stood a moment in a sort of reverie. "The gnme is well in my hands,'' he gritted. "T!Jere is nothing to bar my eventually gaining possession of that ranch and the Black Range. Then I shall be a cattle prince, and Carlotta shall be my priocess!'' "Not this time!" said a gritting voice, in his rear. "Hands up!'" Like a flash the desperado wheeled.

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12 'l'HE BLACK RANGE. But it to feel a;cold pistol barrel against his fuce. A rough grip l But time was precious. It was foucd necesRary to give up the was on lus shoulder. qurlst. About him were dark forms. For a moment he was siUnned. Then He may turn up all right declared Frank. "I hope he may." a hitter curse dropped from his lips. This wish was ecuoed IJy all. The had made himself well" What devil 'a work is this!" be gritted. Who are ye?" liked. "You know me well!" said the hard voice or Gen. Vaile. "Now, But tbe question now was, what should bP done? Danton Maxwell, your life is in our hands. Yon must do our bid" There is but one move,'' declared Frank Renda, Jr. We wust wipe that den of vipers off tbe earth." 1'he white trailers in hiding in the chaparral would have heen worse What! Destroy the seltlementt'' asked Gen. Vaile. than fools not to seize the upp'lrtunity so gloriously given them. Yes. Have you any objections?" Even as Maxwell had been making Ius soliloquy the word was pass"Objections!" gasped tbe general. WtJII, I should say not.'' ed in wbi8'per from lip to lip. Then here goes!" Haven Reed was instnlllly at the Villain's shoulder, with his revolTile Caravan shot forward. ver pressed against the wretch's face. In a few moments it was in close rille shot of the adobe village. Maxwell wus a desperate and reckless villain. Here Frank brought it to a halt. Yet men of his class ever place the highest value upon life. He He was ever averse to taking human life, so he decided to first exknew tbat it would be death to disregard that command. plode a dynamite shell over the town as a warning to its denizens to So he simply said: leave it. Ye have the arop-I yield!" "H you should blow up the whole tribe of them it would be no Qutckly Alvin Dext er slipped the manacles on his wrists. He was crimlll'' dtJclared Gen. Vaile. now a prisoner. "I tltink this will be better," declared Frank. "H we drive them "Now," said Gen. Vaile, sternly, "we will give you one chance out of their den and destroy it tliat will be something.'' for life. Tell us, what have you 1oue with Carlotta?". You are right." The wretch was silent a moment. Frank elevated 1 he dynamo gun and inserted a time shell, to burst Tlten a hoarse lauglt broke from his lips. three seconds after leaving the gun. "Ah, that is my revengi>!" he cried, jeeringly. "I'll never tell. Then he pres3ed the electric key. No man on knows but me. Sbe will litarve nnd I shall have my Up into the air like a meteor shot the dynamite shell. There was a revenge!" slight parabola; then-one, two, tltree seconds, and--It was useless to attempt to get more than this out of the wretch. Crash-boom 1 He would l ie\li no more. There was a terrific roar and a fearful blaze in the dark sky as tbe At length, allandoning the attempt, Gen. Vaile sai.!l: bomb exploded. Every adobe dwelling in Broken Bar was shaken to "Come, let us take him to the Caravan. Once there, we will find the foundation. some way to get the trnth out of loim !'' Tlle Mexicam1 took the cue. So the party etlt out for tne Caravan. They had no desire to stand such a bombardment. Naturally cowAgain they were puzzled to find the way. But at length Frank arcls, they were now in aiJject terwr. Reade, Jr., got his bearings from the lights of Broken Bar. Out of the town, on horseback or afoot, in the wildest haste they It looked as if the party had the-'!}est of t!Je situation. rushed. And Frank now began his fearful work of destruction. They bad the arch villain a prisoner and it wouh.lnow seem to he He aimed the gun at the nearest "dolly," which was deserted. only ;n order to force a confesswu from him as to the whereabouts of In a frllction of a secont.l it was nothing but a heap of dust and Carlotta. debris. l'lleu they could descend upon Broken Bar, ar:d wipe it out of exAnd so, straight through the town, wen. t the destroyer. lstence and forever disband tile nest of ruffians there. With the coming of sunrise, not a dwelling was standing in Broken Then Black Range would be free !rom its most deadly incubus. Jt Bar, and every cutthroat and desperado was seekir:g aafety in the would not be difficult to keep the hostile Apache beyond the mountmountains. aius. Tlte cattle stealing gang bad this time recei vee! a lesson they could But, as near incidents were to prove, the best laid plans "aft not very well ever forget. aglee. But there was yet lots of work for the Caravan to do. The party had renclled what seemed a certain point of safety, when Alvin DextN's fate must be learned. Danton 1\iax'IVell must be capsuddenly lights flashed all about them, and from a chaparral near a tured or run down, and Carlotta Vaile rescued, score of dark forms rushed. These were all gigant ic umlerlakings, but Frank Reade, Jr., did An instant comprehension of tbe situation flashed upon Maxwell. not shrink from them. At once he t11rned the caravan toward the He was quick to act. bHls. Jesl! pity, cama1 d e s I" he yelled. I am a prisoner. Help!" A pass was found and threaded, and scon the machine was in a Instantly Haven stopped the desperado's mouth. and fertile valley in the heart of the mountains. But it was too late. But here were numberless biding-places, and it looked like a IreHis words bad been heard, and the Mexicans were instantly sur-mendous undertaking to find the man they wanted in that wildtJruess. rounding the party with loud yells and curS PS, All that day the Caravan searched th hills. Despair and utter Pistols !lashed in the darkness, bullets wltistled, and then came the hopelessness had begun to settle down upon Gen. VailP. close combat. The odds were too great, ami seeing it, Frank Rea.le, "Ah, I shall never see my darling again!" he groaned. "My Car-Jr., sltouted: Iotta Is lost!" Brenk fur the Caravan! Set!k safety and we will regain the pris"Don't say that,'' enid Frank, cheeriugly; "this Is only the fir@t oner yet." day of the quest." The order was obeyed. Tbe sun had just begun to gild th'e Western hill-tops. The Caravan The hold upon tbe manacled desperado was reluctantly released, at the moment was Rkirting a steep slope, when suddenly a startling and the Caravan's party broke away. incident occurrl'd. A running tight followed, ancl it was possible that the result might Those on the deck of the Caravan became witnesses of a scene have been serious. which sent the blood in hot currents through tht)ir veins. None there But at that moment a rumbling sound Jige distant thunder was ever forgot it. beard. Then a great and dazzJing light broke over thtl scene. Instantly Franlt Reaoe, Jr., shouted: "Hang to it, friends! l'he Caravan is coming!" Sagacious Barney and Pomp, hearing tile melee, had at once guessed the cnuse, and slarted the Cara,an to the rescue. They had come in the nick of lime. The Mexicans terrified troke and fled for the settlement. In a fpw secends tbe vicinity was clear. The Caravan's party at once rushed for the machiRe. Barney and Pomp, excited but overjoyed, met at the rail. "Bress de Lor', Marse Frank, yo' am safe!'' cried Pomp, joyfully. "Be jabers!" cried Barney, we t hought yez might be in this ruc tion, au' we cum down to help yez!" "And you came in tlte nick of time," replied Frank, happily. "I think we are all here. Let's count noses." Gen Vatle and Haven Reed were by Frank's side. But Alvin Dexter was missing. Where was the detective! Ha
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THE BLACK RANGE. Not II he could help it should he again get out of his sight. It was at this juncture that the IJomb exploded wuromgly over the town. At once there was a stampede. The Mexicans realized that Frank Reade, Jr., meant businees, and they dill not waste time In vacating so bot a locality. They spread in every each man for himself. Dexter still kept close watch of his man. Whatever command Max well had over the M e xicans was now lost. The v11lain began now to shirk for himslllr. He mnc.le hiq way hastily to a corral near, and catching the lirst mustang at band, mounted him. For a moment Dexter was dismayed. It looked to him plainly ns if the game was up. He was for a mo ment in a quandary. But just then a happy chance presented itself. Near IJy null hitched to a sapling was a horse saddled and bridled. Its owner diu not seem to be near. Neither did the uetective wait for the owner or his permission. He instantly leaped into the saddle. A touch of t he heel and the mustang was ofl. Maxwell wns just ahead. Out upou the plain rode pursued and purRuer. Others were riding in the same direction. So Maxwell for a time did not suspect that llll was being pursued. But soon he was clear or the fle&ing mob. He turned across the lowlands toward the river. He was now alone. Reaching the water, be quickly forded the stream. Reaching the other bank, be galloped away toward the bills. And now an idea occurred to D e xter. At tirst he had thcught or riding down his man and trying to cap ture him single hauded. But second caused him to abandon this idea. From tile course taken by tlle villain, Dexter reckoned that he meant to strike some objective point in tile bills. Might not tbls be the biding-place or retreat where be had taken Carlotta Vu1le? The thougllt endowed the detective with the resolution to kill two birds with one stone. Wby not slladow his man until be had reached this place? Tile detecti"l"e was resolved to do so. So he fonled the river and kept a respectful distance behind hi8 man. Fortunately 1\lnxwell did not look back. Bad he done so his suspicions might have been aroused at sight of the stranger pursuing him. Sool:! the land began to rise as the hills were rdachad. A steep ascent was made and then Maxwell into a narrow pass. The detect! ve urged his horse on. But when he rt>uched the mouth of the pass, Maxwell was not in sight. Fearful that be might elude him the detective basteneil for ward. But still be did not come in sight or bis man. Forward be dashed at full speed. Tbis in the course or a few mo ments brought him out of the pass. Into a little sink or depression among the hills he rode. There seemed no outlet. This was apparently the end of the pass. Maxwell was not in sight. But the pony he bad been riding was gra?.ing quietly in the glade. In spite of the dense gloom the tletective could see this. At once the correct ldea struck. Dexter. This was as far as Maxwell could go with a horse. Here he bad taken to his feet and was probably scaling some mountain path above. Realizing the logic of this, the detective acted quickly. He threw hlmsel! from his pony's back, and with the rein skillfully hobbleci him. 'fben be set about finding the path. Fortune favored the detective. As it happened there was but one point where the steep wails of the inclosure could IJe scaled. Here Dexter found what was a well-beaten path. He lost no time in following it. Up over ledges and steep heights ,l!e went. Soon he clambered over the edge of a small plateau. Back of this was tbe mountain wall. Tbe detective saw a bright light just ahead and the outlines or what lookedlike.tbe mouth of a cavern. It was now necessary to use caution. He crept forward stealthily. It was well that he did this. Suddenly In the gloom, a dark form towered up beside him. It brushed past him IL8 he crouched beside a bowlder. Outlined against. the sky the detective recogHized Maxwell. Once more the impulse was upon him to seize his man. But again he restrained himself. The desperado passed the verge or l.he plateau au<\ disappeared. That is queer!" 'l"luttered the detective. "Wtiere is be going?" He seemed to come from the direction or the cave. But there was no time to be lost in useleas rumination. The detective's first impulse had been to follow his man. But he put this as1de now and went on toward the cave. In a very few moments he was in a position whence he could see the interior. And was a slartling scene he beheld. A tire burned in the rtoor of the cavern. Rough mats and skins were thrown about and hung upon the walls. Upon a bench by the flre snt an aged Indian squaw, crooning and rocking herself bnck and forward. But back against the wall, the picture of despair, sat a beautiful young girl. It was Carlotta Vaile. The quick-witted detective read the situation at a glance. This was the prison of the fair captive, and the squaw was her keeper. The detective was not ten seconds in making up his mind to a plan or aetion He drew his revolver nod walked boldly into the place. The squaw started up with a guttural cry, and caught up a nUe. But Dexter said, starnly: Drop it! I have the line on yon and I w11l shoot!" Trembling in terror the squaw at once obeyed. The detective picked UJl a thong and bound her bands and feet ancl gagged her. Catlotta Vaile had sprung up With a wild glnd cry. "Ob, thank God! You have come to liave me!" she cried. I have!" said the lletective, "bot tell me quickly. Are others about!'' "Ob, yes, a fearful gang or ruffians and they are in the lower cavern." The lower cavern?" t "Yej just under this!" All, I see. But Moxwell-bas he not IJeen here?" He has just gone down to tho lower cave." Then be is apt to return any moment?" "Yes.'' Like a flash the detective bad formulated his plan or action. He took the young girl's hand. '' Come!" h" said. "I am going to suve you!'' He led her out to the path which extended down to the little gla(le where the horses were grnzing. You are not afraid?" he asked. "No!" she replied. He thrust a revolver into her band. If anyone stops you, slloot them. Follow this path down. Yon Will flgll two horses grazing there. Take one and ride for vour life. You can lind your way back to your falher's ranch.'' "Ob, yes." "Then go!" "But you--" I am going to bag my man. I menu to get bim before I go. She said n.o more. Down the pat h she vanished. The detective turned back to the cavern. Reaching it, he crouched in the sbadows at its entrance. He had barely done this when he beard footsteps nppronchin .... Maxwell was returning. "' Now his burly form loomed up io the firelight. He was at the cav ern entrance, and hall halted as he saw the squaw lying there, bound hand and foot. "Sdeath!" he gritted. "What's this!" Then, like an avalanche Dexter was upon blm. The detective threw him, and almost before the villain could think, ball manacles upon him again. Not a word!" gritted the nervy detective. "It will meon death I have bagged you at last, my maul'' A smotbered curse escaped the desperado's lips. But he was powerless. 'l'he detective thrust a gag into his mouth. Then he placed the revolver at his temple. "Now get up and walk!" be said. The villain obayed. Across the plateau they went. Soon they were descending by the path. When they reached tile glatle below lhe outlaw's horse waa found grazing. The other was gone. The detective knew that Carlotta had taken it. He made his pris-oner mount the remaining mustang. Then he sprung up behind bun, and still holding the revclver a&. his captive's head, said in a voice of steel: "You must ot.ey me in everything! If not I will shoot you. Take up tile reins and ride; no treucheryl" What could the villain do but obey. At that moment loud yells of discovery were heard on the blutr above. But it was too lar.e. The c.lesperado was too much of a coward to attempt a stand against such odds. He hall no doubt that the detective would keep his words and shoot. him. So he reined the mustang, and the sure-footed animal with its double load went galloping down the canyon. The plucky detective had bagged his man. CHAPTER XII. CARLO'ITA'S E!!IOA.I'E, IT required no slight nerve for Carlotta Vaile to follow the detect..lve's instrucllons. But she was a plucky and determined girl. She realized that liber-ty depended upon the move. Therefore she did not besitate to follow his instructions. Down tbe dark path she felt her way. Soon she reached the glade below. There were two mustangs yet grazing where thev were left. Now was a tine horsewoman! It wns easy for her, then, to catch the detective's mustang and remove the hobllle. Then she vaulted into the saddle.

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14 THE BLACK RA:KGE. Lest there might be misapprehension in the minds or our feminine readers, let explain that in certain parts or the w1ld Wllst lt is wholly customary for Indies to rille man-fashion, or astride. Ladies' saddles are an unknown quantity, and as mustangs are victous ami tncky, the safest way is ever the best. So Clulotta made no hesitation in mounting the mustang in the natural way, and giving hun rein, rode away down the canyon pass. Soon she hall reacheu the open country, and later came to the river. 'l'he lights of Broken Bar, or rather, the contlagration, was visible. She knew that her father's ranch was due northwest. So followed the river, relyiug upon i as a sure guide, until she sllould reach the Black Rauge. Then she would be at home with her surroundings. With gladsome aensations she galloped rapidly on. Even nL tllat distance to her ears !rom the doomed town came yells aull cries a!!d the crash of the explosions. She rode on through the darkness, the cool night air Calming ber cheeks. Her spirits rose as the air revivP.d her, and experienced a wonderful feeling o! buoyancy which was enjoyable. She had test ed the little hoQJe which slle rode eufficiently to know tbat. be was quite nimble on Ills feet. So slle felt sure of a good chance in a race for life should she run across lues. Carlotta had spent time enough on the ranch to learn much or the wild Western life. She had acquired quite a knowledge of border life and Indit>n war fare. Her luther's range was so contiguous to the Apache counlry, that collisions witb the hosttle savages were of almost occur rence. This proved a vast aid to her, as near incidents were :o prove. She bad ridden 111any miles along tile I.Jottom land. All the whi!e her senses were upon the alert. She k.new well enougb the danger of meeting a band of Apaches. In such a if she fell into their hands it was death. Therefore she kept constant w"tch. She could see I.Jut few objects on the wide plain between her and the horizon line, but she in Providence, and kept her horae as much as possible in tbe soft soil, so that his hoof beats were dulled. And now, presently, the east began to grow light. 'l'be Jirst hues of dawn began to appear. This wns most grar ifying, for she realized that It would be easier for her to lind her way. But just as this gratifying truth dawned upon her, she experienced a thrill of mingled terror and doubt. Just to the uortbP.ast, and riding as if to head her of!, abe sucldehly eapied a moving body of horsemen. They bad come into si;;ht suddenly as if risen from the plain, and almost in that moment Carlotta fancied that tbey had seen her. InstanUy she pulled up her horse. For a moment her he t\rt beat likt> a trip-hammer. It was an e.:.: citing moment, and she knew tbat her movements now would quickly decid9 her fate. Very coolly, however, she accepted the situation. Her nerve did not desert l!er. Her Jirst move, she told herself, was to make sure that the distant horsern11n were foes. They migbt be Inclir.ns, and again they might be friends. How was this to be determined? She quickly d3cirled. She rememhered that she had heard a cowboy tell his mat hod of de termining the nature of a band or horsemen in a precisely similar tix. Sue slippe d from the mustang's back. Holding the in one hand, she crouched clown and waited until the horsemen topped a nse in the praitie and were brouglJt sharp in outline against the easteru sky. Yes, they were Indians She could see their waving plumes, their irregular 1:ne and their long lances. "Come, ?Ony !'' she cried, springing to her feet, it is life or death for us. Now show your mettle!" 'l'he little steed pranced as she mounted him. A momE>nt more and of! he raced toward the hills. But in that moment Carlotta fancied that to her ears carne a yell. She knew that she was discovered. On toward the hills she rode. The coming of clay on the level plains is speedy. After the first light the sun rapidly rises ahove the horizon. It was broad daylight before Carlutta's horse reached the hills. She looked back and saw that the red men had Si)read their line out so as to cut off any attempt to escape north or south. They mean to drtve me into the hills," she muttered. "Ah, well, I am willing to go, for there I can find biding!'' She rode through a little defile n,ncl now was in a valley. Across this she dashed and followed a tortuous ravine. Then across another valley ami the pony began to show signs of !atigue. Carlotta pulled him up just under a clump or hemlock trees. There was no sign or sound of the red foe. She believed that she had outwitted them. At least there was no better place to hide. So she dismounted and touched her pony's knees witb her hands. He was trulned, and readily obeying, laid down. Dut Carlotta at that moment !orgot one important thing. She overlooked the fact that the savages would loll ow her trail. Not until the peril came did she realize it. "Tbey will do well if tbey lind me here," she mused. We will wait here a lew hours, pony. 'l'hen they will probably give up the quest and we can escape." But Carlotta had reckoned wrong. An hour passed by. Thus far nothing was seen of the red roe. Carlotta !elt sure that she batl eluded them, when her I.Jlood almost froze with a tbrillwg sight. Up a little rise of land at the entrance to the valley came sever-al of the Apaches. They were walking slowly, leading tbetr pouies and studying the ground. Like a jash all came over Carlotta. l'tli soul, they are trailing me!" she gasped. They will come here, even right to the spot!" In an iustant she was upon her pony's back, Not a moment must be lost. There was no time for hesitation. All dependearn!" said Frank Reade, Jr. "Howf" Why, take a run down there!" I am agreeable.'' And this move was decided upon. Indeed it looketi no more than fair that they should endeavor to ascertain the fate of the plucky detective. So instead of going to the ranch, the course was changed, and the Cnravan took a back track. But Carlotta had become .ieeply attache,1 to the little mustang wl:icb bud saved her hfe. "I want always to keep him," she declared. "He is a game little fellow." "But we cannot take him with us,'' said Gen. Vaile, tlubiously. "I have It," said Haven Reed. "Brand and bobble him and leave !Jim here. I will come out later and get him." This seemed the best plan. Therefore it was done. The little mustang was quickly given the Vaile brand and then left to graze. The Caravan DOW beaded toward the ruined settlement or Broken Bar. A quick run was made over the range. Frank showed bia passen gers what speed the Caravan eonhl attain. It was easily forty miles au hour on the level plain. Gen. Vaile was delighted. "You had bPtter come out here and settle with us, Mr. he cried. "This is just the country for you. With the Caravan you could soon clean out the Apucbes aud make life comlortable for catLlemen on this range." CHAPTER XIII. THE END. BuT Frank Reade, Jr., could not see the point. R11 shook bia head, Eaying:

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1'HE BLACK RANGE. 15 I fear that will not be possible. I appreciate your kind wishes, gtloeral, but my ties are all in Readestown." "I am coming to Readestowo to see you some time." "You will he very welcome. I always enjoy guests I will do .all in my power to eotertiao you.'' The Caravan had now come iu sight or the ruins of Broken Bar. It was the hour or noon. But not a living being was seen about the place. It was deserted Q.reary enough. "That is a blessing you have conferred upon us in breaking up that nest of vipers!" declared Gen. Vaile. "I am glad of that!" replied Frank. "I hope you will never have trouble with them again." "I feel sure we shall not!" Carlotta DOW directed the way to the pass through which the den or Maxwell was reached. The Caravan could not make way np there. But Frank and Bar ney, with the general and Haven Reed, armed to the teeth, went up. They gained the plateau and found the desperado's cavern. But it was deserted. The lower cavern was also round. 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Swal O\Y, b1 Tom Teaser 1'7 f frank Reade, Jr.'s New EleetrioSubmarine Boat" The 18 Young Sleuth in the Prize Ring; or, The Keen DetectS Short1 in Luck, by Pete r Pad Explorer;'" or, To the North Pol e Uuder the Ice. iv a s Fi&ht f o r a Life 9 Oit.aey Frow Ireland; or, A Green Sou of the Old He Frank Reade and H i e Hteam Tally-Ho. 19 Young Sl euth' s Dark Trail; or, Under the Pavemente of Sod, by Tom 19 ] frank Reade, Jr.'! New Electric Vau; or, Hunting Wild New Y ork. New Every 20 20 House of Phantoms; or, by Sam SmileJ 21 Frank R eade. Jr.'s" Wh1te Cruiser" of the OloudAi or, 21 Young Sleuth's Bes t Deal : or, l 'railing the C ity '\\' o lves. 12 The Mulcahey Twins, by l'om Teaser The SeArck for the Doa-Faee A Men. 22 Young Sleuth and N ell J1londin; or, 'fbe Girl Detect-13 The Village Sport; e r, to One on 22 Frank Reade, Jr. 1 aBd His Elect.rio Boat. ive1 Oath. u One of the R o,s of New Yorki or, 23 the or, 23 Young Sleutb and the "'olves of tbe Bo\very: or, Beut-'fommy :Bonnt:e, b7 Pelier Pad 124 Frank Reade, Jr., and. Hie Adventures With His r..atest io&e the Badgers' Game 15 Tom, Dick and Da"e; or, SohooldaJS in .New York, Inventio n. 24 Young 81eutb fAd tbe 11 Blld Man" From the 'est; or. ty Peter Pad 'l6 Frank Reade, Jr.'s New Eleotrtc Terror the'' ThunderGreen Good e Men Entrapped. 18 Toncbemup Academy; or, Boys Who Would Be er:" or. 'be Sea1eb for the 1'arta.r's Oapthe. 25 You Sleutb' s C on e y bland Jolt; or, BeAting tbe Boys. by Stun Smiley 26 Frank Reade, Jr., and Hie Air:Sbip 26 of New York; or. 17 Oorkel; or, Tbe Tric ks and 'fravels e t a Teaser r:revsil::r; Running in the Sil ont Thu2s 18 Three Jacks; or, The Wanderiul[s of a Watf, A Six Weeks' ]flight Over tbe Andes. 2'7 Young Sleuth On\ W est: or, The 1\Jys teJy of 7x'7 by l 'oJ.n reaser 29 {l"rank Reade, Jr.'s Grl3at Eleutric Trioycle, and What 28 Young Sleuth a .. d the Htu te () ourf!e Plotters; or, How 19 !Shorty Junio r : or, Tbe Son of his Dad, by Peter Pad He Ditl. for Charity. the Dnrk Horse Came in J lirs t 20 M111Jiga.n' s Bey, by Tom 'rea1er 30 Frank Rea.de Jr.'s New Eleotric Invention the u War-29 Yona,c Sleuth O hioaao 8 Trick; or, Working as 'fhree 21 l lbe HKzers of Hustleton; or, The Imps ot the riorC er. the Apaches ia Arizona. Men at One Time. Academy, by Sam Smiley 3l Frank .H.eade, Jr., in the Oiouds Baltimore Game; fJr, Shadowing Stolen 2'l Shorty J umor on Hie Ear; or, Always on a Racket, 32 Frank Reade, Jr. Wid! His AirShip tn Afriea. 31 Youna Sl euth's uo8ton Haul; or, The Keen Detective'.a fl ?im Jamn: 3d' of All JkArles, h : 's "t ::;ea ;: ::;e;rc: 32 San FrAnCil!eo Deal ; or, Tbe Keen De- 26 ere, b tat! 0 1 n 2 a: or, an ea 8 r. s tective.in C alif ornia. 26 t>horty and tbeCount: or, '11he'fwo Great lfnmul-led. 35 lt.,rank l:leade, Jr., Exploring Mexico in His New Air-33 Denve r Divide: or, For Half a Great. by Peter PAd Ship. 34 Young and th& Lady Ferret: or, The Girl Detecton '11e&Ser 36 Hunters; or, Frank Reade, Jr. in ive in Peril. by Smiley 37 rhe Jtlectric Man: or, Frank Rea4e. Jr., in Australia. 35 Cincinnati Search; or, Wurkinaa 29 London Bob; or, An English Boy in America, 88 '1'be Electriu Ho.rse ; or. Frank Ren.de. Jr and l:::l1s Fs.-86 Young; Sleutb'e Great Circus Case; or, Bareback Uill'a so Ebenezer Crow. 39 Last 31 Bob Short or One of Our BOJB by .Sam !Smile y of a Misein,: 1\lan 37 Sleutll tn l"ew Orleans; or, The Keen Detective a 32 A N ice Quiet '!loy ; o;1 Never Su'speotad, by Tom T ease r 40 Around tile Werld .Under Water; or, Tbe Wonderful I3S y '"lOOOOO G M t C I N 33 Shorty in Search of His Dad, by Peter Pad Cruise of a Submurine Boat. ouna eu a., ruue; or, on e ar o Jn ew 3.{. Stuttering t:;am, by Peter Pad 41 Frank Read a, Jr.'s Chase J'brough the OloHds. y YorkS. I ....,_ .. 35 '!'he Shorty., Trip Around 1.he World I.Jy Peter PH.d (2 Frauk Reade Jr.'s Seltrch roraSunl,en Ship; or, Work-39 onnJC eutb s St. LoUIM va.pture; or, Spread1ng a 36 Hildebrandt Jfit?.gum; or, My Qttiet LiLtle Uousin ing for tbe GoverAmeAt Double Net. . by1'om Teaser 43 Lost in the J-"'\od of Fire; or, Across the Pampas in the ({) at the 'Vorld s Fatr; or.. PJptng a Mystery 37 'l'ommy Bounce, Jr.; or, A.. Chip of the Old Block, Electric Turret. of Ohtcllgo., . , by Peter Pn.d 44 Frank Reade, Jr. and His Queen Clipper of the Clouds, 41 YounR" S!eu,tb s Dtscovery ; or, J be Keen 38 Twins; or. Wbich Was the Other? bJ 5!Lm Stniley Part I. I Detecttve 8 Insurance c a ae. . 39 Bob Rollick; or, Whac. Was He Uorn For? by Peter Pad 45 FrrLnk Reatle, Jr., and lJis Qaee Clipper of the Clouds, 42 Young SleHth anti tke Kma or Crooks, or, TracklDC 40 Tbe Shorty Ma.rried and Settled Dowu, bJ Pef.er Pad PArt II. Down ,the W