Buffalo Bill's black scouts, or, The trail of the outlaw band of Devil's Den


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Buffalo Bill's black scouts, or, The trail of the outlaw band of Devil's Den

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Buffalo Bill's black scouts, or, The trail of the outlaw band of Devil's Den
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1!0([tlJtldut OA UtlJJ011 [ '1Jtid SJ 01 1 H PP\ '(nd puti r.1 \ eekly. By Subscriptlon $2.50 per yea1. E1ltered as Second Class Matter at New York Post O[fice by STREET & SMlTH, 2.?8 1-Villiam St.,/\'. Y. Price, Five Cents. THe':: Al..lTHopt.Of l .. O e I L.l:.ii THE INDIANS FLED IN WILD PANTO AS BU ALO BILL AND THE TR OPS CHARGED THEM AT FULL GA LOP. \

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lheOnfy PublicoJion authortted l1Y the Hon.Wm.f.(oij Issued 1Veek!y. By :'iubscrrption $2.50 per year .. Entered as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 2J8 1/iam St., N. Y. Entered accordmg to Act of Congress m tile year 1901, m tile Office of tire Librarian of Congress, WasllingtoJZ, D. C. No. 9. NEW Y ORK, Jul y 13, 1 901. Price F i ve Cents. ALO BILL'S BLACK SC UTS; mo O R h\ 1 The Trai l o f the O u tlaw B a n d of Devil's Den. B y the a uthor of "BUFFAL O BILL." CHAPTER I. THE GUARD OF HONOR. e lCJi B ff 1 B"ll f \ u a o 1 appo111tea or a special purpose, Chief of .\UO Scouts of the 'l'eutii United States Cavalry, a regiment of si black troopers, was off on one of his loile aud c:lari1w <:> J!'llils to reach the command at its frontier post. 'apJle loved the adventure and danger attending his p 'psion, yet sought it also for the benefit be could brino-"' 1.! those who dwelt upon the advance borderland, and r m. ended upon j11st such men as himself to protect them >aru n the redskins of the Wild West If\! he noted sco11 t !tad been ordered to Port A:=;pen for duty, as the commandant Major Armes had .ba the request tiJat he sliot1ld on accouut of the 3 a-q lireatened hostility of tiJe' Indians, a11d. also, as Buffalo 31 ill was the man who knew that country better than, atl ny other frontiersman. no.i Major Armes also had been much trouble d by the law. sd ss bands of gold hunters who had s ou ght to imadc the Indian couJJtry, risking massacre, and keeping the redskins constantly worried over the determinati on of these palefaces to get a foot110lu in their h unting grotmd,, and then force them fu rther toward the ''Lan d of the Se.tti ng Sun." lVIany bands of the lawless invaders of the beautiful Big Horn country had recklessly penetrated the m o untain and valley recesses in search of the precious yellow metal, aud they bad thus avoided the chain of soldiers the Government had put there to keep t hem o u t. Oue baud after another had met its doom i u the forbidden laud, and been wiped out utterly by the Indians, who had left not one of them to t ell the story of the mass :icre. They had their lives in their owu hands, and, against a ll warniu-gs and efforts of the soldiers, ltacl broken through the mili tary barrier aucl penetrated the Iudian country, to meet there quick deatl1. se\ era1 ernigra11t t;aius, with \\"0111e11 ;:;;id chi>

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THE BUffA!LO BILL dren along, bad foolishly ventured, and Bnffalo Bill liad reported that the groups of whitened bones he had found told the story of their fate. Though the soldiers were trying to protect their coun try from invasion, the hostile Sioux were as bitter to ward the m as toward those who sought to hom es there, and war, merciless and unending, had been declared. ''If I had Buffalo Bill, as my chief of scou ts, I believe be could, with his knowledge of the country, of these Indians, and his great skill as a frontiersman, head off these would-be settlers and bands of gold seekers from what they regard as a promised land, and this done, the Sioux would be more willing to make peace with the army, realizing that our desire was to protect them." So wrote Major Armes, the commandant of Fort Aspen, in seeking to have the general commanding to allow him to have the rnluable services of William F. Cod y as chief of scou ts. Aud the letter further said: ''The Tenth Cavalry of Colored Troops alsc, needs just s uch a man as Buffalo Bill to steady them and give them p e rfe c t confidence in the one who leads them upon deadly trails. ''They one and all have perfect confidence in Buffalo Bill, believe that h e bears a charmed life-as I also am inclineCl to believe-and they know that the Indians dread hin1, regard him with a certain superstitious fear, and his influ ence is very great along the whole border. ''I tliercfore respectfully urge that he be sen t to Fort As pe n for a while at least, if only to bring confidence to the garrison." The result of Major Armes' letter was that the next courier through to Fort Aspen brought dispatches statiug that Buffalo Bill should come very soon, and that, spoken to npou the subject, h e hucl said that, instead of making up a scouting ba ud of white scou t s, he would pick colored soldiers to be hi s allies. In other words, be would have a company of black scouts from the Teuth Cavalry. Major Armes at once notified the garrison that Buffalo Bill was coming to Fort Aspen, and his inteutiou was regarding the band of black scouts. There was excitement at once iu the garri son, and the colored troopers were delighted that the great border man was going to show hi::; coufideuce in them by taking his scouts from their regimen t. "Now we'll blow d e Injuns off de farm." ''You better believe I speaks fer bein' a nigger scout." "Anuudder nigger heah does say de same." ''Kander if Massa Bill gwine ter brack bissef up so as ter look like us?'' '' \Y 011 't dem red niggers git up an' lead us bra ck scouts arter 'em?" .I "Au' I g u esses dem palefaces as wants ter go inter de v Promise d Lan' will tarn back an' settle somewhar e lse." Such remarks and others of a like kind ran the rounds h of the colored troopers, when they h ea rd the good news that Buffalo Dill was coming, aucl better still that he iu tendcd to pick men from their regiment for his -scouts. h Major Armes was rnnch pleased, and knowing about the tiJJJe the scout was expected, he ordered a negro ser-:r vant and twenty men to take the trail as a guard of ta honor and meet him a day's ride from the fort. The sergeant and his picked men were as proud as i 1 peacocks a t the dnty aud the envy of all the rest of the il regiment, who had to remain behind. Had the colored troopers had their say, all would n< have gone to meet the scont and Fort Aspen would have 'O bee11 l e ft without a garrison. Auel so the b lack escort set out upon the trail to meet ia the noted scout. CHAPTER II. CORRALED BY INDIANS. :Va 110 ea The sergeant in command of the escort was Mobile Buck, and he was so enrolled. He was a fine soldier and a brave one, and had won his rank for his good qualities. Sergeant Mobile Buck was very cautions, however, and he wisely decided that it would be bette r to have au ut advance guard of one man to take chances of an ambush, than to liave his whole force in danger, so he kept a f F : trooper well ahead. ri1 \\'hat that solitary trooper thought of his beillg seT l ectecl for that post of honor will nev e r be known, as sacrific e saved the sergeant and hi s other men. ut It was when some thirty miles from the fort, and whenost ueariug the time for going into camp, wild. yells were T heard half a mile ahead, aud soon back came the coloredJg trooper's horse riderless. '' This and the yells told the story, and the sergeaut was)r : quick to tnke advantage of a retreat to a little hill, rockyncl and wood ed he had found only a mile back. A He ordered his corporal to r etreat there and go iutme camp, against the advi ce of several of his men that tlmc 1 sakst place to fall back on would be the for t, and in '': hurry, too. iid But Sergeant Mobile Buck called to two of his men tc Tl with him, alld he set ont to the troublolo1 ahead, how many Indians there were, and what be haoem better do under Vie circumstances. Tl'. He soon discovered more than he cared to, for full: st lrnlf a hundred Indians were in sight, with no tellinpuld how mauy more were hid den nearby. 1 e e Back he rode to tl1e retreating place, fully convince Th k:e 1

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THE BUff AlO BILL STORiES. ,hat the advice offered by a few, to fall back on the fort, as wise. But he disco vered as he came in siglit of the hill, that he corporal and his meu were iu trouble, for there were number of Indians there a l so, advancing to the attack. "'I'hat cuts off retrea t, said Sergeant Buck, and he '1rnrged for the hill with his two companions. This charge checked the attack of the redskins and r eatly please d Corporal Black, who did not not belie his ame, as he was as black as charcoal. The corpora l was only too to be relieved of command, aud have the sergeant assume responsiility. f We are in for it and no mistake, corporal. How aiany IujuDs have you seen?'' said the sergeant, as he into the retreat. "Some says dere is hundreds of 'em, but I hain't se e n at many yit, though I has seen more'n I wants ter," rvas the re ply. ''There were about fifty that ambushed Buck, maybe and perhaps as many yonder, so we are cut off I 'ear." "Did dey kill po' Brick?" asked the corporal. "I guess they did, for they are Injuns.'' "An' scallip him, too?" "I don't know, for that wasn't easy, as his hair was u ut close.'' 1 "So hit was, but mine hain't," and the corporal felt a f his hair, which feared was long enough to get. a rip on. The sergeant smiled, then took in the chances of de i s ending the hill, bei11g glad to see that the corporal bad 11t the horses in as s ec ure a place as could be found and :n osted his men in fighting positions. re The corporal might be scared, but bis military train g stood him in nee d. "Grass, but no water here; yet we can hold 'em off asjJr a wl.Jile, for so me man has got to slip out to-night c.y d go back to the fort for help," said the sergeant. All liad bceu listening eagerly to his words; but each 1 t 1e looked away at this suggestion, fearing he would be b i c man picked out to go. 'i\bybe Massa Bill Cody come along and sabe us," id the corporal. t There was a cheer at this, and it showed just what the bl lor ed troopers thought of Buffalo Bill's powers to help 1a em. The sergeant seemed please d, also, and he set to work 1U 1 strengthen his position, place his men where they in,uld do the most good and ordered them to throw up e earth about each one o f the m so as to protect them. ice They were only too anxious to do this, and worked ke beaveni. ''There they come-steady, men and wait until I order you to fire!" and the sergeant spoke calmly. The Iudians had now united their fortes, and it was evident that they belonged to the same band, had been watching the troopers for some time and had arranged to ambush them a ll, only the advance guard of poor Brick, sent ahead by the sergeant, had spoiled tbei r plan. as they had fired on him with their arrows, believing that the others were close u po n bis heels. Having united their two bands, a hundred in number, all came with a rush upon the entrenched troopers, yelling like madmen, their ponies at foll speed and sending showers of arrows them with an occasioual shot from a rifle, where a brave was so unfortunate as to have firearms, then not common among the redskins. "We've got ter do 'em, men, or they'll down us,'' shouted the sergeant, and a moment after be cried: ''Aim to !" Some of the troopers may have fired at random; hut more did not, and down went ponies and riders, whiie the repeating rifles o f the soldiers keeping up their rat tle, and deadly rattle it was, checked the onward rush of the redskins, for they wavered, turned and fter-1 for the shelter of the nearest timbe r. The c olored troopers n-ere jl1bilaut with delight. Without a white officer they had beaten off the red skins, wl1owere five to one against them, and killed or wol1nded a number of braves au cl ponies. Sergeant Mobile Buck was a hero of heroes aud be felt it, too. Whatever his men might fe e l about it, he, at least, was glad he had come. It gave the sergeant confidence, and it helped the men. One trooper had been killed, shot through the throat with aa arrow, and three others s li gb"tly wounded. But the dead man was remover! out of sight, and the wounds of the three meu dressed, .veapons reloaded, tlic position strengthened and st1pper cooked and seut arou11d, for night was at ha11d. "I doesn't like ele m dead red Injuus lyin' out dere," said a trooper, witb an awe of the d('ad and darkness. ''Never mind, we'llhave more of 'em soon," said the sergeant. Then darkness came and the men waited, each man a sentinel, for there was no sleep for those black .defenders of the hill that night. All was silent and darkness, suddenly broken by the words: ''\Vho commands here?'' The voice was clear and1 stern, and came from a point close at hand. Then a ta 11 form arose from behind a group of rock s

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\fHE BUFFALO BiLL STORIES. "Massa Buf'ler Bill!" The cry came almost in a shout, and every man l ef t hi s position and rushed to where the scottt stood, for he it was, in truth, who had invaded the retreat of the corraled uegro soldiers. CHAPTER III. THE RIDE FOR HELP. The darkness hid the tears of joy iu the eyes of the colored troopers, at the coming of Buffalo Bill. The scottt had crept into the corral u11see n, aml h e said, sternly: ''If I could get in here, red. skins can-who is commander here?" "I am, sir, Sergeant l\Iobile Buck, and we were going to meet you, Chief Cody." ''I am glad to meet you, Sergeant Buck; but you have only colored troops?" ''Yes, sir, from the Teuth.Cavalry, and Major Armes told us we could come and meet you 011 the trail, aud mi ghty glad we are to see you, sir." ''I saw yo11r rna11 a11eatl killed, but could n o t save lii111, for he rode righl into all ambush I watching, a;1cl his doing so sa,ed m e. ''Then I m:it checl de,elopmeuts and saw you retreat h ere, so waited u11til dark to creep in for there are more Indians comi n g and you are in a bad way." "Oh, Lardy Lord'" "Goo l\Iassa abo,e hab marcy !" "\\'c is dead coons!" ')t!1cr r curnrks \Ycr e goiug the rounds, but Buffalo Bill iauc;liecl aucl said: ''You are uot dead yet, boys, and you made a good i1gl1L whcu they attack ed you; but you will uot be at tacked ag::ii11 u11til morniug, ::ibout dawn, aud then by a force large e nough to run you clowu." Jist you take us to de fort, 1assa Bill, fer you kin clo it, sah." said one. and al l h e ld th e same opiuion. "No, you could 11eve r lca1e h ere, a11d I'll h::ive to sneak out; but 111y h o rs e and pack animal are a mile away, 011 tl1e tr::iil to the fort, aucl I'll go there for help, a11d it will take three or four troops to do i t, too. ''The fort i s about twenty-five miles from here, and I'll make it iu three hours, for I'll hide my_ pack auim::il soon ns I ca n and I will be back with h elp iu four hours lllore. "That will get u s h ere just in time, ::incl yo u kee p 1rntch for a ll you arc worth, stre11gthen your position all yo u can, have your rifles aud revolve rs ready, and yo n can figh t them off, if th ey do attack, until we get h ere. ''Don't ycr think I better go wid yer, Massa Bill?" a s ked a trooper, who preferred to take bis chances with Buffalo Bill aloue to remaining with his score of co1. rad es. ''No, every man is \Yant ed here." "Dat's so, a11' I wish es you \\'as goin' ter stay, to sah," and th is r emark voiced th e id ea of all. ''Now, sergeaut, se nd your 111c11 back to their post. and let them kllow if they go to sleep some of the may vvake up i11 the Indiaus' happy hunting grounds. '' 'l'hen Sergeant Buck go with me to the encl of tl timber for I wish a 1Yorcl with you." The troopers were sent again to their posts of dut a n d the sergeant went with Btdhl o Bill to a gully_ 11 which he i1;tenclecl to retreat, for it was not guarded, h orses could not go that way. 1 "Scrgea11t, yo u haYe done well in your fight and appreciate your having come t o meet me. ''It saved me, and tell your men I want each one t them i n my band of scouts, so I have got my eye up them. ''You may have to fight again, but do it to the dea as I'll get help to you as soon as I can. "Goo d -night, aucl luck," and Buffalo Bill grasped tj hand of the brave negro who r ep lied: "vVe'll die game, sir, if we have to; but we depet 011 you, Massa Bi ll for you is the ouly man who c S
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THE BUFF l\LO BIL L S T ORI ES. 5 stream wildly rushed, an i ew, and it was not yet midnight. "Ho, sentinel let me in-I n m Buffa lo Bill, the scout es an d sou11d the a larm, for J1elp i s u eeded at once, or S ergeant Mobi l e Buck and hi s m e n will all be wiped UlC ut !" This startl iug salute and a larm at o n ce roused the exi ,arrison to nctio11, and Buffalo Bill dashed t o the h ead1ve 111artcrs of i\lajor Armes, a11d reported bis coming to broliat officer and asked for three troops of the T enth Cav mkftry to go to tbe rescue. ''God bless you, Cody, yo u shall have tbem, and to ithiu te11 rniuutes," cried Major Armes, and the order as given. 1ich Within half an hour, m o unted upon a fresh horse, Buffalo Bill rode away from the for t at t h e bead of over a hundred black cavalrymen, to the rescue o f Sergeant Buck and his band. ''I'll set the pace, Captain Keyes, and those who cannot keep up can follow. "We must make it within thr ee hours, sir," said Buffalo Bill, and Captain Edward Keyes answered: ''Go ahead, Cody, and we'll be with y ou." CHAPTER I V. THE BLACK TROOPERS AT BAY. As Buffalo Bill knew just how urgent the demand for haste mi ght b e come he set a pace that, though he knew many o f the troope r s might not be able to k eep up, yet many would do so, and tbese could make the attack on the Indians, while the others would constantly be eom iu g u p as reinforce111e11ts. i\Iajor Armes bad also promised to send a wagon with rations, a six-pounder gun, and a company of infantry, mounted, as a rese rve in case the Indians should be i11 still larger force than Buffalo Bill had s llpposed them to be. 'I'o the Black T roopers i11 the little bill retreat it was a sad sight to see Buffalo Bill l eav e the m though they knew that by his goi11g alone was there a chance for their resclle. They k11ew their danger, an
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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORI E S .. escape what he had warned others of, b11t he thought also of the men, shoul d he be killed or seriously wound ed, and how readily they would get into a panic with no o n e to govern them. So the hours passed, the sergeant going on his rounds every half hour, and one time discovering a dark object out 11pon the open plain, and which he was sure was not there when last he passed that way. ''Give me your gun, Benton,'' he said to the sentinel n ea rest the dark object. The trooper obeyed, and the sergeant took a rest with the carbine over a rock, aimed well and pulled trigger. A wild yell, a form springing into the air, measuring a few fee t and a heavy fall followed. "You must keep better watch, Benton, for that redskin would have plugged you in half a n hour more," said the sergeant. Benton was thoroughly alarmed now, and s:iid: "Vas, sah, you done sabe my life, an' I hain't gwine ter fergit it, m1ther. "You bets I is keep in' watch now, sergeant, I is." The shot had startled the troopers, as it was answered by yells from the Iudians across in the timber. But the sergeant continued bis round, and to each man he told of Benton's narrow escape, until several shots wer e fired at rocks fearing they miglJt be large groups of Indians. That a raudorn shot th11s fired sounded a death-knell a c hoking war c r y told. The sergeant had got the rifles of the corporal and of the other trooper slain, and kept them ready for u se when the time came. But be coutiuued his rounds through the uight and until the gray of dawn began to appear. T hen h e ordered all to be ready, for h e felt sure a n attack wou1d be made. That B u ffalo Bill had not got back was a cause of deepest anxiety, but the sergeant was brave and told his men that the scout with help was doubtless close a t baud, only waiti!lg for the Indians to attack the retreat, and this gave hope. Soon a dark i : a ;; was visible, moving out from the distant timber. The Indians vvere ad vanciug to the attack, and they were mounted. "Meu, we'll empty these extra guns at them first for they' ll reach them, and .then you fire ouly when I give the order," cried the sergeant. The three guns rattled forth their seycn shots each, and they must have hit hard, for the redskius wavered, yell ed like demons, and came on with a rush. ''Fire!'' All the rifles opened fire and the shots told, for fell and riders dropped to the ground. But the rush was on, the Indians were in heavy fore hundreds against a score of Black Troopers, and t showers of arrows, the maddened yells a n d the roar the chargin g ponies, struck terror tu the hearts of troopers. a "Hold 'em, m e11, or all is lo s t," shouted the sergeatl adding: "Re\olvers now!" ( But as the rattle of revolvers began and the redskt were almost u p to the retreat, above the wild yells of redskins arose the p iercing, thrilling notes of a bum followed by the ringing war-cry of Buffalo Bill, a1 stern command from Captain Keyes: m Ride them down, men!'' b( The bugle notes broke upon the ears of the redsk just in tirne to deprive them of their prey, for, whee : f t o oue side of the retreat, they drove 011 at full spe\ for they knew that United States cavalry was upon thfc aud iu large force. 8 "After them, men!" shouted Buffalo Bill, and Captain Keyes by his side, and nearly a buncJ.r< trooper s following they rode h o t on the heels of the ; ing redskins. 0 It was a snrprise, of the kind that cause stam p e de, and the Indians only sought to esc:ipe tl o pursners until they r eached a place where they con rally and am bush their foe s. )r But Captain Keyes was too good a soldier to be ca up) in a trap, with tired-out horses and m e n and be c a lld1 halt when his command drew near a h eavily tirnb< hill. 01 ''Halt here men, and let them think this is all ra force, while Cody, you go back, llleet the other men 01 fla n k yonder ridg e with tliern, or
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THE BU ff J\.l ... O BILL STOR!ES. "Yon did it, sir-you saved us, and just ill time, for .my men were giving \Vay. / "I lost fi,e killed, sir, and half a dozen wounded, though only two seriously. "It will do the men good, sir, this fight, and they'll l foliow you, Mr. Cody, to the devil!" "Aud I w:.rnt you and every man of them for my 3squahil It fairly dazed them with surprise and dread, and only ;cu he n shell after shell began to cras h among them, and aptai11 Keyes m ounted his m en for a rush on the ridge, id they break in a w ild stampede. These, too, saw that they were between two fir es, ptain Keyes and the force of Buffalo Bill with the u11, and there was but o n e way t o escape, and that was a d desert their ponies and take to the deep canyons lead c h ect g into the mountains where a horse could 11ot find 1otiug. folo It was hard for an Indian to do, to leave his pouy, but it was a question of life and death, and they fled on foot, thus making it a glorio11s victory for the palefaces. Sending a cvuricr to have his pack animal and a fresh borne brought him. Buffalo Bill went on the trail of the redski:1s to sec if they continued their flight or halted t o try and make an effort to reg::iiu their horses vvheu night came, and Captain Keyes came up with his men to go into camp with til e entire force. It was nearly midnight when Buffalo Bill, on foot, returned to the camp. ''They've got enough for the present, sir, and are ail on the jump for tlieir village; but I will go out mounted at
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.. I 8 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. skins, a foxskin cap upon his head, a tattered blanket, and a rifle, revolver and knife his weapons. Ee was a pitiable human being to look upon, and Buff alo Bill's heart went out to him in deepest sympatby, as he sat upon his horse gazing upou him in amazement at finding liim there in that wild country, appearing before him like a black apparition. CHAPTER VI. THE NEGRO MESSENGER. "Well, my poor fellow, who a11cl what are you?" asi;:ed Buffalo Bill, as he dismounted and stood before the tall and vagabond-looking negro. ''I is only a poor nigger man, sah, mighty near starved ter death, an' I'd a died soou ef I hadn't had you find me, boss," was the answer. "You look it, aud I am glad you had me find you, as ) :011 say,'' and Buffalo Bill s111iled. 'Fore Gor', I cl!cl, sab, for I seen you comin', and I lay low and goin' ter let you pass me by, sah, only I seen yer face and know'd yer were a good man. "If you lrnd bee11 a Injm1, sah, or one ob dem bad white men I has seen in dis country, I'd a jist pulled rny gun on yer a11d got yer horse an' rashuns ter eat, fer de Goocl Book do say dat preservin' o' one's life am de bestest law o' uatur', sali." "So you would have chanced killing me?" ''Yas, sah, audit wud hev been a big chance, too, as I has got but one load in my gun an' one in my re\o l ver.'' "Well, I am glad you didn't take the chances; but I would have found you, anyhow, as I inte11clecl to camp right here for the night." "Den I is sabecl, sah, I is sabed, fer I gits sometin' to eat an' sabin' Ille, sah, means a heap, fer dere is Jiyes depeudin' dis werry rninit, upon dis nigger, bad lookin' as I is." "Lives depending upon you?" ''Yis, sah, dcre is.'' "Where--But you must be fed first and then you ca11 tell me. "Sit tbere au cl I'll soon have a fire and cooks.upper." ''Boss, I is mos' so weak I bas got ter let you do de work, an' you see, sah, I is wounded, too." ''Poor fellow," and Buffalo Bill glanced at a bullet \\"Ottud i 11 the negro's side. Hastily the scout set to work, pitched his camp in a spot o n the bank of a littlestream, and, tabng from bis pack saddle a pair of extra blankets, he spread them ou the ground and t old the uegro to lie down. He quickly gathered some wood, built a fire among rocks, and after staking out the horses, started to prepare a veuisou steak, bac0 n hoecake and coffee for suppe The negro would have eaten ravcno11 sly, so nearl);.t starved was h e, only tlJe scout made him go slow and did not give him half what he craved. "I'll give you some more after a 1Nhile; but now I'l build a s helter for you, as I thiuk you'll !Jave to resD 11erc for a few clays, at least." a)) The shelter was built and made comfortable, a11cl tbed:o the scout cut off from the srnllen and bruise. if feet the deerskin coveri!lg that served as shoes, took li e linimeut from his pack, and after h;iving tJ;e rn:i:1 st<.:1 in. the water for some time, put it U1Jon them, aft le which he dressed the wouud in "his side, which, painful, was not serious. "Who gave you this?" m "A bad white man, sah, I met, and who pretended ti1P be my friend, but arter he heerd my story, he shot 1111ea au' he meant ter kill me, only I got oue in 011 him, sal "1'heu I heerd a mau call out, an' voices talking, sova lit out, thiukiu' they must be his frieu's, an' I con10 rapid, sah, thiukiu' I cud reach the fort afore I died." n' Buffalo Bill was now convinced that the uegro h:idt 1 secret of importance to t ell, so he gave him anot!i steak, some hoecake and a cup of coffee, aud \\'atch10 h it11 eat it with the look of a haH-s tan-ecl auimal. ''I am llliglity glad I met you, my man. \Vbat is ye name?" u ''Black Bill, dey c:alls me, s:ih." ui "All right, that is one boud between us, for my lHler is Bill. Diel you ever hear of Buffalo Bill?" fc "Is I hear ob him, :::ah? Iudeed I has an' cl ere hai:ilJ nobody liYin' dat hai11't." i "Well, I am Buffalo Bill." 1t The look o u the negro's face at this information fa1>U startled the scout. t "You is d e Yery man I is lookin' fer," exclaimed' uegro, fi1:ally, after he had recovered from bis surpri ''You were looking for me?" i'Yas, sah, for you, fer I knows you is Massa Bill, I does as he toie me jist how ye looked." "Who did?" "De gem man who sent me ter fiud yer, sah." "Who was it?" "l\fossa Jolin Hill, sab." "Ah! my old fri end John Hill?" "Dal's him, sali." ''I thought he went East." ''He did weut dere, sab, but he done come back.'; "Where i s he?" "\Vhar de debble cudn't fin' him, sab, fer he los'. '' "Lost! Where?"

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THE BUFFALO BllL S T O RIES 9 r "In de J3ig Horn country, sah, whar I left him au' t'otlie rs. D eres a heap ob 'em, Massa Buf' ler Bill, men, '\\immens an' chil'en." "When did they go there?" '' 11onths ago, sah. Yer see, sa\l, I ust ter b'long ter s D r. :Min er, a gent from de Souf, who hed los' his fortin '?Y de war; but I di
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10 THE BU ff A LO STORY ES. comrade tho11ghly comfortable, t11ounted his horse and departed on ];is trail to the fort. Black Bill iooked after him wi stfullyas long a s he was i1? sight, but, looking back, the scout saw him wave a farewell, and.muttered: ''I arn sorry to le a v e him, yet I must d o so as I ca11 do notliing el s e, for he could 11o t staud the ride to the fort and back, aud live s dep2nc1 011 quick work, if I am not mistaken." And the scout put his horse at a swift and steacly pac e. But he had not ridden lllany rnilcs, \\ hen, sucldculy, he saw au I11dian bound frollJ the grou11c1 allCl spring to the shelter of a tre e his bow and arrows in hand. It was a long shot and the. scout had to fire quickl y, and did so. It seemed as though there \\ as a double report; but the r edskin fell aud no others were visible. He knew that h e had killed the Iudian and rode to ward him, d ismounted a n d bent over the body, when suddenly a human form confronted him and a voice said: ''Pard, I guesses I'll take t he scalp o' this Injun, an' as I holds ther drop on you, ye'd better be kinder dis creet like." Buffalo Bi ll was certainly caught off his guard by the appearance of the stranger upon the scene where he least expected to see a llllmanbe iug, unless a stray Indiau. Yet it was a white man, and certainl y an odd-looking one. He was dressed in rudel y tanned buckski11 from head to foot, for he wore a cap of that material, ornamented with the tail of a fox for a tassel. He was a man of large s i ze, muscular b11ilc1, and looked hard as a pine knot, while his hair was long, unkempt and iron-gray, aud his beard, short and grizzly, half hiding a face by n o means prepossessing iu the features that were v isibl e. He V.'as armed with an old rifle, a m Llzzl e-loader, a revolver of rather aDcieut mauufacture, a couple of si11gle-barrc;. l pistol s a n d a large bowi e while at his back hung a loDg bow and two qnivers of arrmvs. The eyes that gazed upon Buffalo Bill with a triu111ph ant leer were vicious, small, and glittered wi t h hate, that seemed their natural expression. He held his revolver npon B u ffalo Bi ll to cover his heart, and seemed to feel that he was wholly lllaster of the situation. "Well who in thunder are you you o l d sinner?" demanded Buffalo Bill, seemingly not i11 the slightest degree taken aback by the suddeu appearance of one that seemed to be a foe. "I are ther Bad Man o the r B i g Horn," was the cool repl y "The what?" and Bi ll smiled. '"l'lie r B a d Man o' th er Big Horn." "Yo u don't m ean it?" 'I does." "\V ell, you do look as if you could get away with i .,d )' bighorn.'' ''Look a-h yur, stranger pa rel, is yer pokin' fuu ar/ me? aug ri ly the man. l:ol "No, you are poki11' that old guu at me," was cool re s p o n s e. 1 "\\'ho is you, anyhow?" asked the man, struck witl' tlie superb b earing and lrnnd so me, f ea rl es s face of scout. ''Sitting Bull," answered Bill rno s t innocently. ''Doe s yer take me fer a fool? "I knows Sitting Bull, an' he are a screamer fer lf Inju1i." "Like as not you are one of the renegades said to be 1 long to his tribe," was the bold remark of the scout. ''Nd, b11t I are friendly with th er Iuj uns." "That m eans you dare not live a1no11g your own r a ce, for you look as though you might have beeu a white:: mau once.'' The basilisk eyes of the stranger fairly b l azed at this,, and his brow grew dark with rage while he 1 I S qu1cdy: 1 '' Ef I are, yer'll never live ter tell tliet yer seen me." t ''I'll stake that I do. Come, put up your money, o rrn. make 110 threats.'' n "Wa-al, you is a bo l d one, and I'd like ter know yer i s haudle 'The boys ill camp ca l l me Buffalo Bill." Instantly the man's face changed again, growiug livid with passion, while he hissed forth: ''You is Bill Cody, is you?" '' 'vVhe u I am at J1orne that is my name,'' was the reply, aud Bill couti mred: ''Now tell ll1e your name, for the more I see of your a face the rnore I feel we hav e met before." ''We bas." "What deviltry were you in when I saw you last, old mau ?'' b "I"ll tell yer jist what I were doiug then. "It were a loug time ago, and yon was a mere boy "' then, a11d you was guide fer a train I went ter rob one = b niglit, and--" "You arc Ginger Sam, by Jove!" crie d Buffalo recalliug the mans face, after nearly twenty years. "I are." Bill, '' l remember you now, you miserable old sinner, and how you and your gang hired as teamsters to t11e train and intended to massacre all hands one night and get the booty." r

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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. 11 "Thet are so; hut you overheard two o' ther boys 1 \kin', and ther' were hangin' done by ther train people, t',d I'd he'' gone ther same if I had11' lit ont. "'-.''Yer tlmarted me then, Bill Cody, aud I has heerd yer
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12 THE BUFF J\LO BILL S T OR I ES. b elt, an d then with a sudden, violent wrench of the wrist tore the revolve r fr o m t ile outlaw's band and pitched it over with tbe other weapons. "Now, Bad. Man of 'th e Big Horn, I was born tired, and don't like work, s o take your knife and set to work t o b u ild a house under t his tree," said Buffalo Bill. "A house?" asked the si.uprised man. ''Yes. "What kind of a house?" "One that wi ll fit a dead man." "Yer mean a grave?" asked the outlaw, in a tone of horror. ''I do." "Yer don't mean ter kill me, and fust make me dig my own grave?" and the voice of the speaker was low and tremulou s. ''No, you are not worth burying; but I wish to bury that Injun there, and being lazy, as I told you, I want you to dig his grave." The outlaw seemed to feel relieyed in knowing that he was not the one to occupy the grave, and he at once set to work, and with bis knife began to throw out the earth quite rapidly. Buffalo Bill sat near, coolly watchiug him, aud keeping him covered with his revolver, and noticing the rapid work of the outlaw, be said: ''I guess you were sextou for some graveyard, Ginger Sa111, before you took to thieving?" "Thet are jist what I were, Bill Cody," and the man stopped in his work. ''And you took to ro!Jbiug by night the people yott buried by day, awl got caught at it, I guess, so had to dig for the West?" ''\Va-al, you hits things pretty squar', Bill Cody, ter they die! plant a Jeddy in my yard one day, thet wer11 dnrncd fool enough ter leave it in her will thet she were ter be buried in her di 'mints, an' t'other jew'lry. ''I know'd ther kin folks wnd dig h e r up some night, d I didn't, so I did, ;n' them as was comin' ter do it seen me an' I jist hed ter light out from them parts." "Well, you look the ghoul you. are, but go on with your work, for life's too short to listen to your sins, old man!" The ex-sexton resumed his work with a sigh, and soon had an opening which brought from the scout the remark: "No Injuu could wish for more than that, Ginger Sam, aud you are the boss grave digger of the Big Horn, whatever your other si11s may be. "Now wrap that Injun in his blanket aud lay him in it." "Won't yer scalp him?" ''No. Come, delay no further, but bury that man, fee I wish to be 011 my way," said Buffalo Bill. "\Vl!ar goin' ?" "You'll know all in good time." 1'he man muttered an oath, but obeyed orders, an when the redskin had been buried, Buffalo Bill boun Ginger Sam securely with one end of his lariat, an forced the rnan to go on his way in the lead. c After gainiug a point where the trail led across d river, Buffalo Bill said: 1r ''Cross over, Ginger!'' ''Wl!at does yer want ter cross fer?" was the respouse. h ''I ha Ye 111y rea s ons, so wade in." "No; I don't keer ter git wet." ''Very well; take the back trail for the gra\"e dug; it will hold two," said Bill, indifferently. re 1i'he outlaw shuddered, and replied quickly: "I' 11 cross the river." ( 11 "Right are you, Sammy, my boy." v Into the water they went, and once on the other shore,1 where a 1rnmber of trails divide d, Buffalo Bill selecteal the one that \Yould lead him to the fort. ,e '"I'het trail only goes up inter ther hills," said outlaw, 11ervously. ir 'It i s into the hills I wish to go." "Ther' haiu 't nothiu' up tbar yer wants." is "There's were you are off your base Giuger, for11 there is.'' "What does yer want?" ''I desire that you shall take the quickest trail fort." "I'll die fust," was the savage reply. ''You had better do as I ask, for I am not pal a \ 'er." "I' 11 not go a step." I to the> "The n I' 11 lead y ou there," was tile quiet reply. The .outlaw saw that Bill was in earnest, and1 bi s thoughts fla s hed like lightning through his brain. His gaze falling upon the lariat end, held loosely in the hand of Bnffalo Bill, his eyes suddenly gleamed with some inborn re so lve, and he said, resignedly: '' Wa-al, pard, as I don't know thet I kin kick yer, I' 11 do as you say." "Right, Sammy." ''Now move on!" :I The outlaw obeyed, taking the trail once more with) ; ] nimble step. At it wound along the edge of a ravine, through the bed of which dashed a ,strea m the outlaw suddenly 1 sprang oyer the precipice into the depths below. 1 r Buff a lo Bill caught hard at the end of the lariat, as it'

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 13 ned, bttt cottld not bold on, and the end slipped gh his halld, and a plunge following told him that pti\e had fallen iuto the waters below. CHAPTER IX. A ESCAPE. 1e Bad Man of the Big Horn !mew exactly what lie doing \\hen he took the seen1i11gly fatal leap over recipice. knew the hills and valleys, the trails and canyon s, did bis own cabin home, and seeing that Buffalo held the end of the lariat only, with which he was 1cl, anc\ that i t was not made fast to th e saddle horn 1roulld the scout's waist, the idea struck him to ip t a bold escape. knew the exact point, as the trail led along th e of the cliff, where he shonld jump O\"er, :111d 1Yatch1is chance h e did so, as the reader has seen. was 11ol i11 tli e strength of man to check liis descent hold upon tl1e lariat which Bttffalo Bill had, and \:i he ha,e done so, the weiglit of the 111an, pulling enly npon hi111, wonlcl either have dragged him his saddle or drawn his horse over the edge of the ipi ce. 1is Bnffalo Bill saw in the twi.nkling of au eye, and l y Jet go or the Jasso. jis thonght was, of course, that Ginger Sam had 1ptecl suicide alld had s11cceedcd. 1t, liardly 11ad the splash of the cle:ee11di11g form 1ed his cars, when he was on foot and peering over e recipice. .e saw that the water was swift-n111ni11g and deep, that the stream wound out of sight a fen rods below burni11g a rocky point. stantly he decided upon his course, and cast aside Hms a11tl outer clothing. Wait here, aud kicl: the head off anybody you see d 1g to steal my clothes and arms," h e cried to his e, and at once he took the leap. !l. was thirty feet down to the water, but he strnck alld without injury. tbe meantime, a perfect s1,,ii111mer, Ginger Sam jnst \1hat was before him, a ltliough his anus were d behind his back. eping under rnter until he bad rounded the point, h the current and his own efforts soon euabled him 1 he tlien rose to the surface and began to make for hore. was hard work, with only his feet to aid his efforts, r retarded as he was by his clothing and the lariat, ie made it at last, and under the shelter of the over t ing bill had just sat down t o rest, smiling grimly at his escape, when round the point shot Buffalo Bill swimming with tremendous strokes. The hunted 111an uttered a cry of alarm, and springing t o bis fee t darted away at great speed. But the scout bad always been noted for bis fleetuess 011 foo t, and h e bounded along at a pace that overhaul-eel the ontlaw, who wa h ampered, too, by his bound arms and the dragging lariat. Seeing that Buffa lo Bill was gaining upon him, he finally came t o a halt, aud sang out lustily: "I wilts, Pard Bill. Don't shoot me!" ''I lia1e nothing to shoot you with, Sammy, but I'\e a notion t o dro\rn you, a n swered Bill, as he laid no light hand upon the other's shoulder. ''Don't do it, Bill, for 'twant 110 fault o' mine. "Yer see, my foot slipped when I turned rouud t e r speak ter you, an' when I found my self fr ee, I concluded I'd try an' stay so." "As a scientific liar, Gi11ger Sam, yo u are way up; but come, you play horse, a nd I ll drive you back t o the tor ; of the cliff over which you accidenta ll y fell. Come, no funny b usiness, but go!" There was n othing for the outlaw to do but to obey, and he d i d that promptl y, taking a route that soon brought them t o where the faithful horse was standi;;g gllard most patiently in the spo t w here his master h ad l eft him. "Who'd a thought ye'd have jumped over the t prcci pice arter rne ?" said Ginger Sam, glancing at the plac e he had leaped from "Oh! I was cletenuined to capture yo u for I feel t!::;t you are too dangerous a man to leaye at large. '' ow, I am due at the fort, for I have important "ork 011 hand and do not wish to be delayed, so I will tie you t o a tree here until m y return, or I'll take you t o your cabi n for I a m sure you have a camp near. "Which shall it be?" "I'd be eaten up by b'ar aa' sich ef yer tied me t o a tree.'' ''So I fear, and that would keep you from being hanged, so where is your cabin?'' "Hai11' t got none." "All right, a tree will do." "I has. got a den." "Then l ead to it, and quick. JI 'rI1e man saw tha t the scout was in earnest, so said: ''We has got ter climb and l ea ve yer boss here, so untie my ban's fer we goes up thet cliff. JI "I'll do it, .and if you attempt to run look out for a shot.'' ''I'm inter it now, so I won't kick." BuITalo Bill then untied the man's hands, told him to stand on the cliff trntil he hitched his horse, and as he

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14 THE B UFF ALO BBLL STORIES. turned to do so, quick as a :fl.ash the man made the leap again. Buffalo Bill sprang to the cliff, but did not fo llow him. ''I have not the time to lose, and I won't shoot him when he conies into view," he muttered. Soon the man appear0ed, smiling boldly, and apparently believing Buffa l o Bill was in pursuit. But with his arms free, he felt the chances were that 1 he could get a way, a s the scout was n o t armed. ''I'll not shoot you tlii s though I could do so we'll rneet agaiu," shouted tbe scout. But the outlaw had at once clove deep, when he saw the scou t on the cliff rifle in baud. Tlie11 Buffalo Bill nwnuted his horse, after hiding e;.i11ger Sam's weapons, and rode rapidly away, for already had h e lo s t too much time H e pushed his horse k1rd, as he felt he could do so, with the animal to get rest at tile fort, a11
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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. 'f 5 a start was made, and, early that afternoon, the [Jlp of Black Bill was reached. o the sergeant and corporal the scout had told of his i11g upon tlte stan-ing and wounded negro; bnt to men the surprise was very great, upon corning across a lone camp. r la::k Bill greeted the chief of scout s with a shout, ng that he was gettiug well fast, and he knew he 1 Id be ready for the trail at 011cc, if need be. flf::\o take a couple of days rnore, for I do not wish to move until really able to do so." 1e chief of scouts did not remain long in camp, but ed, mounted on his pack anirnal, to go to the place re he bad left Ginger Sam aud try to pick up his fe was confident that the mau ha(l a cabin somewhere al there, as he had known the cliff trail so well, and heaping from it into the stream he could make a landancl escape. 1111e scout felt sur e that Ginger Sam was in that looking for gold, and doubtless allied 'l\'ith the In s, while again he might have another comrade with e was determined to know and capture the outlaw if e ould, to kill him if he had to do so. e reached the place where the man bad l anded from stream, and, to one of his g r ea t scouting skill, he u ily trailed the tracks of the large and heavy boots, 'eel as they had been with water. b t soon btcame a hard trail to follow, but after a mile cl into a cauyon, and there the scout beheld a small, )l" cabm. he door was closed and the scout slipped up cau > sly, to fiud it tied 011 the outside. : s was empty, but it was evident that Ginger Sam had 1 tliere, for he had changed Ji is wet boots for others. 3 'he ashes in the fireplace were cold, and Bllffalo Bill. ;1ed to grasp the situation, for b e said: n ,He came here and left without weapons; he has r and where but to the Indiau village to get more. That will take him a week or longer, so I will visit upou our return, for he doubtless has a gold fi11d v here, so that keeps him alone in these wilds, for 1 e e he certaiuly is. Ile ma y haYc struck it rich, and so will I when I LH him, as there are old scores to settle with that l.,, : o hen fastening the door as he found it, and retnrni11g : \'here he h ad left his horse, for h e liad followed the u 1 011 foot, Buffalo Bill started for the camp of his k Scouts. 11 greeted him with a hearty cheer, for they were anxious about his having gone on a lorte expedition, and Black Bill b eamed with delight. The negro courier from the penned-up settlers of the valley l!acl rnade himself solid with one and all of the Black Scotlts, who did all they could to hasten the reco\ery of his slrengtl1. He had recnperated wonderfully, aud was so anxious to start upo n tl1c trail of rescue that Buffalo Bill decided t o make a start the next afternoon and travel by 111dfday traib until Black Bill was able to stand '\\'hat the ot hns could. So the i1ext clay the chief and his scot1 t3 started upo11 lhe trail of rescue. CHAPTER XI. THE BLACK SCOUTS ON THE 'l''RAH,. Feeling that he was on a trail of rescne, Black Bill rallied so fast that he began to scout 011 ahencl, and on.: day as Buffalo Bill came llear to where the 11egro lay fnll le11gth upon the ground, h e had reached the summit of a ra!lge and "as gazing over at something he had dise:ov ercd 011 the othe1 side. Creeping up to the side of the negro, Buffalo Bill peered 01er cautiously, and he, too,'.' lay low," and ino tionecl to the comiug scouts to come quietly and see the that Black Bill h a d made. '' J\Iassa Bill, jist look a-youder, sah, and see what I ]:as fonnd," said the negro, as the chief of scouts droppe d at full leugth by his side a11d peered over the range. ''You can have them, Black Bill, for I don't "'ant them," answered Buffalo Bill, as he looked in the direc tion the negro pointed. The range was a lofty one, steep and rugged, but far clown i11 the valley beyond was the Big Horn R i :er. The stream wound its way along the rnllcy, its waters shadowed l1ere and the r e by graud a11cl lofty mot1ntaius. Bnt it was not the discovery of the Big H o rn RiYer tha t ri ve ted the atteution of Buffalo Bill, nor tl1e grand sceuery. It another sight more important tltan the river, more striking at that time thau the scenery. It was an Incli a11 \'iUage. The r e it was in the yalley, a hundred f<'jecs, at least, and with a large herd of ponies feeding near. It did not look like a permanent village, and the experienced eye of Buffalo Bill now told him that it m1s uot. It was an Indian village upon the march, and apparently baltiug there in the valley for rest and game for a few days. Oue by oue, the black scouts came U ? and dropped

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16 THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. down at full length by the side of their chief to pe e r over the range. They had expected some important discovery, but they saw more than they cared to. Not a word was spoken other than a low ejacuiation of surprise or a whistle at the s"tartling y ''In this way we can ge t by these redskins being seen. tl "The Indians will not know w hat stampedecd ] Jon i es, aucl we will l ea ve them to find out the be < ':V' they can." This plan of Buffalo Bill m e t n ith the appn t each man, though Black B ill seemed to regret not able to get a chance to '' skeer elem red Injuus si!l'0 he expressed it. ig Dowu the range, out of sight of the fodian camp the scouts until Buffal o Dill h alted at a spo t just 1 1 wbere the h e rd of pouies 'Ycre feeding. a Finding a hiding-place, the chief swept the with his g l ass, and soon cliscoyer e d t ha t there: only a coupl e of youths in charge of the herd, an< t wer e seated up o n thei r poui1:s i n the shadow of the 1 along the river bank. n ; ''There are boys in charge, pards, but night braves will come to reli e v e them, we may be i'l so we "ill be ready to move _the moment the sh;t deepen in the valley. ''Three of you go to the further end of the here mount, and we will go to the end near the Yilla;h when you start they'll follow under our driving. e '-'You take the l ead, corporal, and keep the f going at full speed when they get started." l J The men understood the plan, and in half an be 1 was dark. Of course supper \Vas not to be thought of then,\ while Corp ora l Milk led th e way to the lower end J i herd Bnffalo Bill and those with him rounded u)l ponies feeding nearest to the Indian village. Good ponies were caught without trouble, the s; mounte d, and with their lariats for brid l es began to the herd forward. IE 1'hc men lay low on the backs of the ponies, so r'. to be see n, and, as the corpo ra l aud those with t1 dash e d off on the leaders, the other scouts pt1shi11'E herd upon them, the two startled Indian bo y s g e t out of the way as the stampeded animals went f down the valley What stampeded them those two boys could nof but their shrill cries gave the alarm, as well as dir' thuuder of huudreds of hoofs. e

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 17 np e were braves in the village who bad ponies near repees, and as soon as they could they dashed off ui t. l-pt. tbe stampeded ponies had over a mile the start. I the warriors could get away and that meant a willrnrd cha se unl ess the poni e s stopped of their O'IVU icy ill. p .re were n o t over a score of braves who had ponies y and, as they came up on the two boys, the latter stran ge story to tell, of the "1Vhole herd raising ; w eads as one animal, uttering wild snarls and going l th ough possessed of eyil spirits. ; down the \alley swept the herd, and, as mile after e was go ne o \r the slow ponies and used up ou es to l ag b e l1ind. ? r Corporal Milk and his men l ed the way, and o Bill and those with him kept the pace a hot one, 11g the ponies that could run and endure the strain on the heels of the l ead ers. nf11iud th e m they kne w the 'IVarriors were coming all the speed tlley could tt1 try and head off tbe a stern chase is a long one always, especially the leade r s have a start of over a mile, and several thus pas se d b efore at last the shadowy outlines of ursuers could be seen. >n re rn ust pusb to the lead now, pards, at all hazards. )e -e haYe to desert our ponies, and, fortunately, we ;h the timber along the river to hide us," said Buffalo I ere ponies they rode then '\Vere pushed the harder, la h e y began to pass animal after animal. e center of the herd was reached, the n they forged r and nearer to the front, the ponies they passed 1g as they went by them, and thus checking the h rapid pursuit of th e braves in chase. la s t Buffalo Bill saw Corporal Milk's tall form n and the next mom ent the scouts were all bunched J 1 1er. to the right here. 11 la y l o w on your own horses now, and no one aloud, for there are a score of braves pursuing," :o Bn ffalo Dill. e word was passed in a low tone from one to the the scouts wheeled to the right, the shadow of h t imber along the river was reached, and each man uf.ed from th e back of the animal he. rode, pulled off I d lariat bridle from his pony and bounded into the er of the tr ees shed with the lariats to urge them on, the group of 0 s just deserted, though fagged out, ran 011 down valley, and suddenly in chase swept half a dozen es. l "They had gained well on us, but they'll soon head those ponies off and return up the valley," said Buffalo Bill. ''It was a successful stampede,'' remarked the cor poral. '' Ves, now to push along for a few miles, as soon as those brav es go back." This the braves were not long in doing, going back at a canter and driving the ponies so recently deserted by riders b e fore them, yet with no thought of the reason of the wild stampede. CHAPTER XII, BLACK BILL'S LONE HAND. After going a couple of miles the black scouts returned to Sergeant Buck and his men, and they all pushed on once more, flanking the Indian village. They came to a small running down from the mountains, and this the chief followed up until it was seen to come out of a canyon. Here was a good camping-place, so a fire was built in a crevice of the rocks, supper was gotten, and the scouts turned in for the night, well tired out after their hard day's work. Up with the light, they were determined to press on before bavi11g breakfast, and fortunate for them it was, as they had not gone half a mile, and were just neari11g the mouth of the canyon they had camped in, when Buffalo Bill, who was well in the advance, was seen to come to a sudden stop. The scouts halted also. 'l'hey saw their chief step cautiously back into a thicket, then move to the riglit and there stand gazing at what had attracted his attention and halted him so sudde nly. After a moment he motioned them to approach. They did so, and gaining a point of observation, beheld, not a quarter of a mile distant, a band of half a hundred Indians just into camp. They had picketed their ponies, and were gathering wood with the evident intention of having breakfast there. ''Those fellows are on a rapid march, and evidently belong to the village up the river, and are going home. ''I judge they have come from across the Big Horn, and have struck the trail of their village and now have halted for rest and food. "Pards, we cannot get out of this canyon until tlley have passed on, for we can't scale those cliffs, not being birds, and you know this stream tumblei; over a precipice at the head of this trap. "Corporal, you remain here with me, and we'll Sf

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18 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. what we can discover more _about that band, while the rest of you return up the canyon and take it easy." Buffalo Bill and Corporal Milk then remained in hid ing, watching the redskins, while the rema inder of the band returned up the canyon, which at its entrance was a quarter of a mile in width, but narrowed to a f ew f ee t at its end, and there the cre e k tumbled over a cliff into a waterfall. The Indians, the scouts saw, were some three score in number, and their ponies stood with beads lowered as though they had been very hard ridden. Several fires had been built, and the smell of broiling venis on floated up the canyon, while the redskins could be seen gathered about the fire, eating h eartily. There was a thicket near that hid half .of their camp i11g place, but Buffalo Bi'll quickly ran his field glass over the band and at last said: ''Those redskins have been up to some deviltry, I am certain. ''They have no plunder or scalps, but they have not been on a hunt, or they would have their g ame with them. ''Then, too, there is so much game in this country they would not have to go after it." ''They've been on a war trail near some of the forts, sir, and look as though they had be e n worsted in a fight,'' said the corporal. "Yes, that is about it. Doubtless they have been in the neighborhood of Fetterman, as they cam e up the right ba11k of the Big Horn." "Do you obsen-e any wounded amoug them, sir?" "Yes, now I am lookin g for wouuded, I see a number who appear to have been used rather severe ly in a fight. I see that they appear in 110 hurry now, having ctossed the Big Horn aud struck the trail of their village; but their arrival there will cause wailing instead of rejoicing -holy smoke! Look there!" Buffalo l3ill pointed toward the other side of the canyon, where, quietly walking out upon the p lain was 110 l ess a personage than the giaut negro, Black Bill. H e had come out of the cauyon, and was walking d e liberately down toward the Indiau camp, the latter not yet h av in g discovered him. ''Blast that darkey ''He will ruin us," cried Corporal Milk, as be looked toward the spot where Bnffalo Bill had.poin ted and dis covei;ed Black Bill going d elibera tely toward the Indian camp. will be killed if we don't save him Run, cor poral, and call the boys,'' cried Buff a lo Dill. He was about to obey when the strgcant came running Up, and not far behind hiri:J were the other scouts. "Do you see that nigger, chief?" Bh "Yes." st 1 He's mad or a trai t or. He was the re with l1 a d c canyon, and said he could sca1e the r e ds l o ''Then he got up and walked away, aud soo:1 t i di.:;cov e rcd that he had gone t oward the oliler;co1 the ca11yon. Bil "We followed, aud you see what h e has done.'1e n "Yes, perhaps h e has go t us into a hole fron the re is no escape. Scand rtady, m en, to see'' lo< ou tcbme will be." rn The men were all ready for a fight or a ract b might turn out for them. 1e Every eye was upon the negro, who now lH' off to recall. Bu He was walking ca lml y along, straight toward .on dian camp, aJJC\ they, strange to say, had not yet ir. ered him. :u They were still broiling venison :teak on theer sticks and eatill g it in a way that showed their bl by no mean s satia.ted. fir Feelillg secure where they were, confident th n would uot be pursued that far into their couut1st i10t k11owi11g that their village could not be O\' er.r. day's j ourney ahead of theln they were taking 11:?; coolly, to recover from the strain they had evi1 be en under for some ti me. Still ou the giant negro guide tvalked, while the conld only stand ready for actiou, watch him an for the finale. 11 He a1)peared not in the least disturbed as he toward the Indian camp. t But suddeuly there was heard a wild, almost une 1 cry. d It was of terror aud ferocity conmdngled, and ;l echoed by half a lnmdred throats, while it -Or1 s eyery braye to his feet. i d There was one glance of wild eyes toward the '1ri gigantic iu form, black as ipk and gliding, ratheie seeming to walk, toward them, and with yells of Jl they sprang for their ponies with an alacrity and e ner that sa id most plainly: '' 'l'h e devii take the hi11drnost !'' The r e w as not a.moment of hesitation, and thei t old the story of their stampede and terror, for lou heard i 11 their own tongue: 1 '' Tlle black spirit! The evil spirit of the Big Leaping upon the ir ponies, here and there tw o b 1 upon the back of one horse, leaving their camp ott saddles and all, they started off as fast as they e mot1!1t. F 'I'hey could be seen lashi11g their pouies furio us ] looking back in t error, and were all soon spread e l they sped up the valley.

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 19 )31ack Bill was s e en by the amazed and wntching I start in a run afte r them. to their flight and terror, and the blows I 1 t l : n p on the worn-ant po11ies could be dislinctly :1 woud ering s couts. e r couts could hardly restrain from a cheer, but s a id: e l1ember, bo y s, we are scouts of silence on this O l!l loo k at th e g i ant bla c k 11 In d i a n was now Yisible, th e la s t on e having ac bend in t h e valley that shut them out of sight. egro, ho we \'er, still kept on after them. v lie, too turne d the b e nd and disappeared. nffalo Bill gave no ord e r to move. ome time the y waited, but Black Bill did not udian camp r emained as the y had left it. 1e ere was a badly wounded redskin there he was t ble Jres still burne d, a11cl several Indi:rn ponies were ; h ; near, but no human being could be seen. 1tt st an exclamation came from several of the scouts e r 1 uide was returning down the valley, but was yet vi a way. l e CHAPTER XIII. 111 BI,aCK DILL'S PRISONER. 11, pards, Black Bill has not de serte d us, as some e f eared he had," s aid Buiialo Bill as ti.Je negro was urning at a rapid walk clown the valley. Cl, indee d, chief,., said the sergeant. 1d be kept his word about scaring the redskins '!though he took big chances to do so." scared them frightful." dn"t think an Iujun could get that bad scared." n't they light out lively." e 1 ey pushe d the bree z e b eautiful up the valley." qrnt cau se d d e stamped e?" :1 e ni g g er." \Yere the expres sions of the black scouts regard at had really b ee n a rnost complete stampede of dr s. u k Bill had, inde ed, kept his word, for the redad certainly been terribly frightened. Cf c came on down the valle y, the scouts wished to b to meet him to gree t him with a cheer. b t his Buffalo Bill would not allow. do not yet know who may have been left in the pards. ly t wait and see for when he wants us, he knows o to fiud us," said the chief. Upon second thought this was considered the wises t plan, and they kept in their place of concealmen t and waited. Down the valley in silence walked the guide, and at last reach e d the camp. He disappeared behind t he little thicket of pines, then reappe ared, and walking near t o a grazing pony, slung his lariat. The animal was cleanly caught and led back to the thicket. Then some minutes passed away, and once more the uegro reappeared. He was leading the pony, and upon the animal, supported by several saddles and blankets and tied there with lariats, was an Indian brave. That he was badly \Vounded the scouts co u ld see a t that distance. The head of the pony was checked up, so that he could not f ee d aud t heu he was led to the trail and started up the vall e y OJI the trail of the Indian village and the braves who had stampeded. Until the pony disappeared from sight around the bend the giant negro stood watching him. The11 be turned back to the deserted camp and disappeared in the thicke t. Still Bnffalo Bill did uo t allow the scouts to s h ow themsel ves. After another long wait, t he negro reappeared, and, looking toward the canyon, he beckoued several times. ''Now, pards, we'll go." With this Buffalo Bill led the way, and they wa l ked rapidly toward the Indian camp, Black Bill having returned to the thic k e t. When Buffalo Bill and his men reached the camp, they beheld a strange s ce11e. The redskins bad des erted everything. But that was not all, for they had left the bad l y wonnded Indian Black Bill had sent off and two comrades, t he latter ltaviug evidently just died of their \\ "Otmcls. Aud they had left still more, for, lying in the pin:! thicket was a prisoner. It was a white man. He was secure ly bound, pai11fully so, and, as the scouts rod e up, the y saw Black Bill km:eling by his side and unfasteuiug the thongs that were about his hands aud feet, which were much swollen. A glad cry broke from the l i ps of Buffa l o Bill as h e advanced toward the prisoner. It \\ as Don l\liller, a gold hunter the scout knew we l l. ''Ah, Miller, I am glad indeed to see you, and I have found it hard to b e lieve you dead," said the chief, "as I heard you were.''

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20 l'HE BUFF AL O STORiES. "Only half dead, J\fr. Cody ; but you have saved me." ''And glad we are to do so." ''All the rest were killed-I am the last of rny baud of hunters." "Yes, and t11e man I would h ave risked much to sa \ e for I have not forgotten what I owe you Pard J\Iiller. Scouts, this is my friend, a gold boome r captain, Don Miller." The men pressed about him and grasped his swollen hands, which Black Bill had r eleased. Turning to the negro guide, Buffalo Bill said: ''Well, Black Bill, you have kept your word and frightened the redskins into fits, so I know now surely that there is virtue in what you h aYe asserted about black spirits being a terror to the Indians of this Big Horn country.'' "Yes, sab, dey runs like de debbil when dey sees a nigger. ''I done tell dis gemman here so. "But, Mass a Bill, we must git out of here right quick, for elem Injuus will come ri ght back after dere prisoner in a short time.'' This was decided upon at once, and preparations to were hegtt11. ''Massa Buf' ler Bill." "Yes, Black Bill." ''Can I say suthin', sah ?" "All that you wish." "Yer see, sah, we must not disturb de camp 'cepti11' de geunnan and de gold, and as I bab sent ofI dat wounded I11jun he'll tell 'em about me. ''I didn't open my mouth t o him, was still as death, b!1t jist took him up, put him on a pony and tie d him 011 all right. ''Then I starte d him off. ''He think I am de blac k e\i l speeret of de Big Horn, and \\'lieu dey come back dey' 11 fi11d I has let de pri soner go, a11d wl1at I hab done wid de gol
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THE BU f f ALO BILL STORIES. 21 : foccs vent11ri11g there, lured to risk life and :tbhips an
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22 THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIES. day with the negiO, aud in a different direction, to try and come upon some scene Black Bill would recognize. If he '1id JJOt do so from that camp, he would to another, and in that time Don Miller would be as well as any of them, and they would sec what disco\ery could be made. But here the very first day of the search the chief of the scouts and the giant ncgro did not return. What could it rnean? Buffalo Bill \Vas not the man to get l ost anywhere. He could find his way in the darkness right through an 11 nkllO'iVIl COUil try. It was a taleilt with him-au instinct-aud his men never feared for him, save from an ambush from an e nemy or treachery. There were several of the scouts who still doubted the black guide. They could not feel the faith in him which their chief did. In sBite of the seeming honesty of the negro, they doubted him. He was an object of mystery to tben1-a man to dread. They coul d not belieYe that h e had started alone to find aid, to look up Buffalo Bill, and yet could not find bis way back to the point from whence he had started. It looked strange t o them. Now h e had gon e off alon e with the chief of scouts, and they had not returned. This to some looked like treachery. The scouts awaited supper for some time, and then ate it, as the chief and the negro did not return. The meal ,\ as, howe ver, 11ot elljoyed by any one. Bedtime came; and yet what could be done? No.one could go out at niglit to look for the missing chief and the negro. If nothing had bappC'ned, the n Buffalo Bill would find the \my to the camp in a mountain stonu. All knew that the scout did not go without his blanket, a i1aversa c k of fo o d, and was prepared to spend the night m1ywhere he might be overtaken. A search 0f the traps of the 11egro showed t1iat h e had gon e also pepared for a stay if necessary. At last the scouts decided to retire and put the best face on the 11011-return of the chi ef by saying that they had do u b tl ess goue so far, made some di scovery, and to c;-arry out their inte11tion had decide d to camp where they were for the night, to be on the spot early iu the morniug, rather than r eturu to camp. ''We will start on the lnmt, pards, if they are not here to b; eakfast, said Sergeant Buck. Da,Yn came, but the chief and the negro had not returned. One o f those who appeared to be most anxic the chief \\as Don i.\Iiller. P' He \\ an t e d to go on the search. u "We ,, ill all go, and divide in twos, and if 10 find their t ra il we will go the way we think ia1 have gone. l o "You t::.ke care of the c::imp, Mr. Miller, auca : of us, as.he gi,es up the will come i11;f r not wisli any man to give up t11:til he is cert nl : cannot find the chief and rn11sl get back here "\'es, I want every man back here in camp i:r: "You will see where we are located, and uok get lost. e ''Come right back to camp if any discover)ll aud, I tell you, boys, we rn ust find the chief. d "If h e has been treacherously dealt withi1 some of yon be ieve, then we know who did i h must find him. rt "Now, pards, let us be off,'' said Sergeant p 1 Such was the sergeant's speech to his com!ll they all started 011 their search. Aud in the loue camp Don M iller remaiue self, watching them a s they disappeared onJ trails, and musing to himself in a very detenn5 ''Buffalo Bill must be fonud, dead or aliv dead, he sball be avenged!" CHAPTER XV. UNSEEN FOES. When Buffalo Bill and the gtiicle lef t the g ether, the chief \Yent do\Yll the valley leading Big Horn mountains, \\'here the camp had bee. Jiopi ng to pass some sce11e that the uegro woul< sigl1 t Could h e do this, Buffalo Bi ll felt little do11b1 they cotild in that way fi11d the L os t \-alle { scout had perfect faith t!Jat the negro was sin that he l1ad sa id, and that it was not the c mind diseased. Brave a s he was, good plninsman, also, it readil y by Buffalo Bill how the Ee to find a giyen lo cality whe n h e had been guidr by some one else, a:1d had simply l e ft there to to fi11cl his way to a place where he c ould ge t hirn, the chief of scouts, who was, to be see r t o co111e t o the r esc ue of people in distress Why some one guide of the part stance--had not been se1Jt o n this mission B; had heeu unable t o find out from Black Bill. Stnrti11g out alone witli Black Bill, and b' rived, as it w<::re, almost upon the scene to negro had wi:;hed to bring him, Buffalo Bil,

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THE BUFF /\LO B ILL S T ORIES. 23 ps, he would tell him more than he thus far nd to encourage hi 111 to do so, he had said: 'l''Oll think we are near the Lost Valley?" rah; very sarti11." lo you tell by?'' d al1, derc is trees, au
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24 THE B U ff ALO BlL STOR IES lo the rescue of people who, if these two were a spcci rnen of them, did uot deserve rescue. ''I think I've g 'ot the b es t o[ this," muttered Buffalo Bill, and, sli ngin g his rifle at his back, he drew a revolver in each l!and. "Ho, Rocks, yer got him," Buffalo Bi ll heard, for he dared n o t look toward the speaker for fear of being s ee n. "It's ther nigge r, Lain't it?" asked the man w h o had fired til e shot. ''Sure.'' "How'd he get out?" ''Who knows; fer !'thought he'd gi\'e u p try in' long ago.'' "He didn't, though, if he's hem." ''No, h e didu't; but there ca n t be any more of 'em out.': "You bet ther hain't, and they won't be no more; so we'ye got it our way, s ure." 11 \Ve has, ef our two comes b::ick all right." ''They'll git h ere, fer gold will fetch 'em, you bet.'' "T.hen we'll be rich for our n at'ral iiYes." \Ve will; and hev something ter leave after death. "We played to win, ancl we got ther game; only I don't like this nigge r gettin' ont." M e, nuthe.r." ''l\lore might be gettin' out now." ''Not ef they' re comin' ther way lie d id; for thar hain't many men kin do it that I'm acq u ainted with." "No me; but I wishes our two pards '\\ould g it bnck with the horses, for it's after time some and pro visions is low." "Yes, and gold won't buy food in this country." "No; all we has got '\\'Ou't git us a meal if we was staning." '"!'hat's so; but s uppose we keep a eye on tber valley, for if we sees mor e of 'em gi ttin' ou t it means rIES. 11 The sudden appearance o f the chlef of the b.; before the1:1, appearing like all ai)parition 1 m e n, '\\'i10 had no thought of dang-er near, ca11 t o cry out in mingled t error and utter smpris1 p The form of the negro, \":liicil lli cy were ht half drngging along, trasdroppcd with a sndt was by n o rnca!ls showillg a prope r respect fo The t\"\'O men stood for all ill::;lant like f before them towered the tall, athlet ic form; Dill. l He held a revolver in each hand, and from th cm. l "Hands up, I said!" The men had n o t 11eeded the first commai3 from utter h elplessness, in their a111aze1<1ent Now they did heed, and quickly. 11 Buffalo B ill s tepped forwara toward the u him, unb11cklcd his belt, thus disaiming him 1 I and re\olvers, aud then drew t11e strap of h his bead. "l10\\', your turn, sir!" Tile 1:1an did not rno\ c. ''Step h e re, ql1ick, or I 'll reach you with1 t: The scout saw that tbe men had discovern '\\ere t wo to o u e, aml were plot ting resistancEr l But the liint of reaching for him with a the man quickly to within the length of' a nn. He, t oo, was of his belt of weaf' 1 nfle. s < ''Now, I wish to ti e you, and if I see the11 of fuuny husiuess, yo u will hand in your chia1 The m e n made 110 resistance, but they w ir toward each other furtiyely, and certainly w.rc t o escape. JC ''Lie flat on your faces, both of you, a 1 hands behind your back!" came the order. 01 "I'll ti e 'em, 1\'Iassa Buf'lcr Bill." The words fairly startled the scout; witll nerve. .1e It was as though a dead man was speak in w The t wo men uttered a yell o f fright, a i a ment, seemed about to risk bullets in the fah stitious fear. Had it bee n night time. the added dread tut brings to the superstitious wolild have ser:i l Oil the jump. he ''\Vhy, Black Bill, I thought tbat yo'w and, than!.;: Heaven, it is not so," said o,, earnestly.

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'ft!JE BU Ff f\i.O BHLl. STORiESo 25 5sa; it a call, for dat bulie t dolle 1ter my head, ai:d I g u es:;es will kill me yet. fol dizzy i n my bead like, but I kin tie dese ll right." b t he negro passed bis hand across his he:::d ri::t fro111 o \er his shoulder, and be;a n t o tie n, Buffalo Bill keeping them eo,ered with his :'. id aid ing in b i ncli11g them ;; e l ariat will do for them both, a11d keep the m 1 er -there 11ow we have the m ; but you cannot 0 see:n as though I could, sir, and the black n on the ground. I to yonr wound right off." is the scout placed the ,-..eapon s on the \' eeled the prisoners face t o face, and bound rith his own lariat. lack Bill," and h e began to exam iue the a 'n the cente r of the forehead; but, havi n g 1pward, the btJllet bad glanced 011 the frontal l o n g under the scai p for several iuches, and its way out, l eavi n g a long gash, uot strious, shock of the blow liad felled tli e black and i m uncouscioc;s for some : n in utcs. the wound with \.Vater from his c::inteen, a ud a up witl1 a bandage moistened wit!1 arnica, the re all right now, and d izzy feeling will o ff. u\ f l 11urt sah ; but it do feel like a mul e lied what you want, and we'll go to the camp of entlemen, for it t.a1111ot be far away.'' 1 1 had stood watchiug the every movement of ii aud taikiug in whisper s to each other. v in't got 110 ca:.up," sa id o ne, v r e, m e n. Yon sougl1 t t o kill t h i s negrn par d id that h e escaped death is a marvel. l beard 1JJOU said, aucl I know that you l iaYe a camp ou came from the ca:up of those w h o settled i u li so, Massa Bi ll fer I kuo\YS 'em both, one i ed Tol1l Vail and t'ollJer they calls Rocks. 1 wo pan1s, ai1c1 we a ll tl]..ollg h t dcy got k ilt de t arthquakc. I k1101Ys 'e111, sail; but why dey a kill me I doesn't k now, fer I 11e,er d icl 'em no den l t1JOL1ght cley was dead, and felt sorry tut dere llll1S t be two rnore of 'em, s:i h so look tin Biil." 1 h e re are two mnre of them, though they a r e jnst DOI\', but are due. I know a little about Jows myself, for they gave tbe111sehes a\niy when the thought they had killed you. Come, lead the "ay to your camp, or I'll fiud a way to make you, and which you will 11o t like." The scout h a d unwound his lariat, so that they could w a l k side by s ide, and the two men saw tha t there was uo uonse nse t o be put n p with 011 their part, so one said: "We has a leetle camp down the valley, if yer wants ter go there.'' "Lead the way. Black Bill, I'll help you, and, supporting the u egro with bi5 arm Buffalo Bill followed on behind the t w o m e n a s they shuffled along down the valley, the weapons of each man being hung about their necks so that they would have to carry them. The two prisoners walked slowly, partly b ecause their legs were tie d so as t o prevent rapid traveling, and also b ecause they did not wish to go. 'I'hey wer e livid with rage and fear, with hate and anxiety, for they did not know what would be their fate, while they saw their hope s da5he d to earth in a second of time. Do\Yll t lie valley they went for a mile, perhaps, the walk seeming t o bene fit the negro, aud, at last, they turned into a small canyon in which grew a grove of pines, aud at the bead of 1Vhic11 was a spring. "De ca uyou whar d e peopl e hunt fer gold not far from h e r e, Massa Bill," saicl the negro, and then he added: I jist g uesses dat's what dese men is here for, while t'o tliers is in ther Los t Valley, for something bad be e u de matter, ;;;irtin.'' The ca m p now came into" view, a stoutly built log ca bi n witb door aud shutte r s o f hewn timber, and u shed aloug the front. It was near the spring, was sheltered by the overhang iug cliffs a n d the pines, and, winter or summer, was a safe aud comfortabl e retreat. "De people built de cabin, Massa Bill; put it u p fer dere provisions, which dey kept here, ter keep from goin g back t o de \"alley, sab, every 11ight and dcy only all went o u ::lundays," ''So you did find your camp, eh?" said Buffalo Bill lo the two rne11, and be made the m fast to a tree, back t o bac:k 'l'hcu he spread the negro's blanket fo r him, upon the pine straw, a!l d said: 'Now, you li e dowu there, while I this camp, which i s a '.'ery Sutig affair, I sec.'' The t1rn prisoners muttered oaths, the black lay do\\ n at full length, aud B ufial o Ilill threw open til e door of t h e cabin and the shutter s, which gave li ght '\Vithin. It was a large cabin and there were a uumber of bunks i n it a long the rear wall. There were s h elves, t oo, with provisions, and a table

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26 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES.. I cooking -utensils, weapons and picks, shovels, axes and 'hatches. \ A haunch of venison hung under the shed outside, with ha con, hams, and dried fish, showing that the men l were still well s upplied with provisions. In a plot of ground back of the cabin t!1ere \Vere pota1 toes, cabbages and turnips growing, and places to store them away for the winter. "You fellows have had the best, I see, a11cl I am going to kl1ow about you before I am done with you,'' said Buffalo Bi ll. Then he added that he would cook dinner for all hands and draw ou the cabin's larder for his supplies. A fire was smould eri n g outside of the cabin, and this was replenished, aud s oon a dinner of roast potatoes, bacon venison, hoecake and coffee was prepared. Black Bill was asleep; bnt woke at the scout's call, saying that he felt much better, save fQr a headache. "It is well it is no worse Now, see what a good dinner we have; or, I may say;, supper, for it is getting late. I guess we'll camp here tonight and return to our camp to-morrow; or I will go and briug tlle boy s here, for you must keep quid for a few days." ''What is you doing here in the Big Horn country, anyhow?" said Rocks, as B11ffalo Bill untied the hands of the prisoners for them to eat their dinner. "That is just what I came here to ask you, aud, as a Government officer, I have t)le call "The nigger calls you Buffalo Bill." "Yes.'' "Is you him?" "Yes. "I has heerd of yer,'' sa id Rocks, ":atching the scout with interest. "So has I," Tom Vail added. ''You may hear of me before I leave this country of the Big Horn." "Did ther nigger bring you here?" ''About that." "What for?" Buffalo Bill was wil ling to b e questioned. He might find out what Black Bill had so far not made known to him. i2o h e answered: ''You know thi s country be lougs to the Indians and the 'Governme11t n ishes to protect them in it, and nill not send troops h ere, unless compelled to do so to punish. murdering redskins. "You men, and others like you, are aware that the Big Horn is rich with gold finds, care n othing for the Government's pledges to the Indians, and invade the mountains and valleys as gol d boomers. "This keeps the Indians restless, revengefol and hos-tile, causing them to kill bands of whites raid settlements away from their lauds, ae va the n1ilit: :l1'y to punish them sc:verely for Wl:cts boomers have driven them to do. ,e tt ''You are, therefore, law bre akers, au cl e b derers, for yon kill the fodia11s, and they a the g old boomcrs and rna11y innocent al ''Now, I know that there is a set tl e me1are though they may have done 110 harm to tl1ey are still Jaw breakers, a1JC! rnust leave te 1 ''.You'll have a li vely time getting tiler p jus Lost Valley out of this country, Buffalo "It may be, but they must go," the -JC)' reJoinder of the chief of scouts. d 1f( ,re : CHAPTER XVII. an :ss A DISCOVERY. au( Buffa l o Bill wo ul d h ave liked to have retut ow n camp that ni ght, but h e saw that J3lat11< still sorne,,Jiat dazed by the \YOt111d in his !lgh did n o t just !rnow how it would turn out. ;k l 'l'h c scout had k110\Y11 similar wounds [ a wh e n least expected, and if the negro nas l re, the two pri so ners he might lapse into unc011 aud there be a possibility of tile rne11 getting j1 The n too, he kuew wlint had been said s men of the parcls they w e re expecting. gE They were over-cl u e und might never .ch again, if they did happen to come that v1 ,,oul d menu sure death to Black Bi11, shouldtii there alone. !cl So the sco ut e two mt1rd ero11s scamps seem to btl! about." ] So musiug, Buffalo Bill weut on came out iuto a large valley, and, climbing t a l of t y cliff, looked about, glass in band. ., It was nearly sunset; and the rays of ligle-

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tes THE BUFF A.LO BHLL STOR!ES. 27 e valley, and the eyes of the scout f e ll ttp b11 w 1 ects th ere. l e turned his gla55 upo n them. i d e h orse m en!" be cried. y are coming this w ay.'' llte it after he continued: are two o f them, but they are leading five t o e t c I be lieve they are the pards of these brn r .P just returning. Illucky I did uot return to my camp. the Jef must be their t\YO c ont rad es; aud, if these nderers, they can be no b etter that are coming. re all of half a dozen miles away, and it will an d a half b efo re they ca11 reach the cabin ss V\ ill be in soon. a!ld prepare for them." retH1t took another l o n g look at the far-distant B l then descended from the cliff, walked rapidly s I gh the gol d canyo11, and reached the cabin k fel l. Is am sorry t o have to gag you, and make you I re, but I am cletermi11ed to b e upoll the s afe COil Ilg f u w e ll e n o ugh, Black l3ill, to help me?" i cl s sa h get s li c k s,. put a p iece o f blanket over the : r ,ch aud have it so you can ti e it hack of thei r v, 1 1 ti e the se men in their bunks, when they have =d and they will give us n o troubl e or a!1,iety." kill us," shouted Rock s thio: you do n't die so easily." omen, bound as they wer e, sou ght to re s ist, pg soon fou n d that they ,ere as children in the ik h e scout, <:llCl they were placed in thei r b1111ks, t there, and the g1gs pnt in their mouths so a could utter 110 so:111d. it this the scout gave each 0; 1 e a severe pinch, aqhe111 cry out, but a low groan was a ll that they ther. e see, I discovered some visitors coming, aur! who Ire are the pards of these two men com in g for w e wish 110 outcries of alarn1, for I shall cap-1) i also." ;t vo m en could hear, ]f they could 11ot talk, an d b tlicJ aud llloau ed at y\'lia t tlic:y h ea rd. Black Bill, liide i11 the pines, rifle in haud, a11d t o drop those m e u if t! 1cy attcn;pt t o run sah; I ll do it." ;be a shor t distallce oil in the pines. Arc you "Yes, sab." "All right. I'll wait in the ca bin to welcome them." 'rbe negro shouldered bis rifle and walked to a place of biding, with the scout by his side. Then Buffalo Bill returned to the cabin and closed the door, t o await the arriva l of the visitors. That the chief of scouts had made no mistake in bis surmise as to who the two horsemen were was proven by the sound of hoofs up the canyon. The guide saw by the moonlight t wo men, with five l ed horses, two carrying packs, pass by him. H e heard one say: ''I'll be sartiu afore I make a break, for we don't know what lias happened in ther three months v'1e has been away.'' "All right; I'll wait here, was the answer. The first speaker then rode on alone to the cabi11 and called out: 'Ho, pards, kin yer give a couple of friends lodgin' fer ther night?'' The two prisoners writhed in agony of spirit, but Buffalo Bill, imitating the voice of Rocks, and having l earneJ the names o f the two men, called out: "Hooray! Is tha t you, ] im Sims aud Alex Sands?" ''It are. Any one with you?" '' two pards is here. Wait tmtil I open the door, a n d you b e t we i s glad ter see yer, fer Tom is laid UP ji s t now and feeliu' mighty bad. "Hoopla! Come on, A lex!" crie d Jim Sims in a joyful tone. ''They are here, a nd all's 0 K., with the goose haugi11g h ig!i. The t o11e was exultant and Jim Sims leaped from his ho rse stepped to the door, a n d was sudclcu l y sei zed by the throat with a grip of iron, hurled to the dirt A oo r a11d heard the \ rnrcls: ''Utter a sound o f warnin g to your p a rd and you are a dead man!" 1'he man was silent with fright, a nd in a n instant, the lariat of B uffalo Bill had been passed round aml roi:j]d his arms, piniouing the m to h is body, while his \Yea pons had becu remo;erl.. "Come in, A lex, and see poor Tom," S'-id Bill, ::incl the other man, hav in g dismo11nted, iIJto the cabin to be f e lled his full l e n g t h by a stunning b low dealt him by Bnffalo l3ill full i n the face. "Ho, Black Bill!" call ed out the scout, and the negro sprang into the cabin at the call, h aviug followed the last m a n clo sely The latter found himself bound before he recovered from the scout's stunning blow full in the face, but he gasped: '' \Vho i s yer, cuss yer?"

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28 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. ''A Government officer on the track of gold boomers, four of whom we have just roped in, for there lie your pards Tom and Rocks, in as bad way as you are." "Is this one all secure?" "You bet he is, Mas s a Buf'ler Bill." "Buffalo Bill! Great God! That means w e hang, Jim Sims!" cried Alex Sands in bitter tones. "So you are Buff alo Bilf, is yer?" asked Jim Situs. ''Yes; anything else I can do for yon?" and the scou t naturally felt elated over his successful capture without firing a shot or having taken a life. ''No, cuss yer,_yer hev done t oo much.'' "We'll take the gags 011t of those fello\\'S' rnoutlis now, as we have these two secure," and, going ovr;-r to the bunks the two gags were remoYc t 1 ''They didn't know yo u Black Bill. e r blame tj1eai, for killing is their trade, ally wish to go free. Cinte men, and we'! g fost said tlt c s cout, w ith tto show of re wnrd l1is rison<.:r s U the four priso11 rs, who were greatly cast cS failt1r c t o bribe tlie 11cg ro to allow them tt n \Yhidt the y could o nl y do by putting the ch tl 'l'he y hacl, i11deed off e red hi111 half the gu-i hacl, a n d sa i d he could a cco111pauy the m 011 m 'l'liat the guide woulc1 ))ro\ e fal se to hiir dicl n o t for a moment believ e and he calfi j an
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THE BlJff /\LO BILL STORIES. 29 t ,1t by a miracle only, for he got a \YOtrnd that t clos e c a 11. sir, I suppose." 1 ilalo Bill t old of the discovery so far made, c pture of the goJcl boomers, and learning that ere scattered in search of him, b e said: urn sergea11t, aucl bring the o utfit here, for I me one clown the yaJley to meet you. ll oys do 11ot co111e in until 11igbt, come to-mor n will go with me now, and see if we cannot r cl isco,erics." Bnck at 0nce set off on the return trail, and c an cl 13eu went back dow11 the va lley. ,.,: eak i11 the cliff was reached Buffalo Bill led the steep hillside, and the two continued on e narrow pass. 11 ill had all iLiea that he would make some dis 1 going through that pass that severed the [{ drew the further end, they cou1d see t 1 e ope nin g that a large valley lay far below usau d or more f ee t. s had narrowed to less than a hundred feet, 11 solid walls of rock far above them. iihhin a short distance of the eud, Buffalo Bill euly a11d cried: 5 re, Scant Ben!" nd of the pass bas been bh1sted out with 11 If just what it was, Ben, and-we ha,e found 1e Lost Valley lies before us!" and l.luffa.lo ,11 rang like a trumpet through the p n s s. u f of scouts, siuce his meeting with tlie black t s t used up by starvation and w ounds, had 1nc1 set on the penued up settlers in the Lost 0 given his pledge to the negro to answer the 0 i1n for aid, to go with him on what to other t r have seemed an aimless trail. tlpushed 011 against all dangers, all obstacles, 1 1 ien ti o n was to triump h t fore him was tile Lost Valley. no wonder that a triumphant smile hovered _, mouth of Buffalo Bill and his dark eyes '\h joy. co111e to the encl of the l ong and perilous trail. =t bey stood, beneath thci r feet, and all arouud rocks were blackened with powder. ad bee11 a heavy blast there, as they could see. I t blast of powder had shattered the cliff, aucl ') rnall mountain of rock dowu into the valley It had broken off the edge of the cliff right at the end of the pass most abruptly. Right b eneath their feet the c liff broke off and went dowuward almost like an artificial wall for a thousand feet or rno re. 'rhe two scouts advanced to the edge and their eyes became riveted in wonder at what they beheld. Below them was a valley, or rather a basin, for it was surrounded on every side by 'towering cliffs. No break could be seen anywhere, no canyon pushing into the surrounding wall of rock. It was not a valley surrounded by mountain ranges, but a valley completely encircled by cliffs rising one thonsand feet. A valley that seemed to have sunk downward into the earth. But that was not all, for right in its center was a large lake, with wooded shores. The valley was a mile in diameter at least. And more, it was inhabited. That was what the two scouts stood so intently ob serving. Around the lake, iu the timber, were scattered a score of cabins. A herd of cattle, horses and mules were there, too. A group of wagons were in oue place. Men, women and children were also visible. 'I'he crowiug of a rooster was heard down in the val ley, and a flock of sheep was feeding right beneath the cliff 011 which the scouts were standing. For a long time Buffalo Bill gazed through his field gloss at the strange sight, and then without a word ho11decl it to Scout Beu. He; too, looked long and atteutively, and when he removed the glasses from his eyes Bufff1lo Bill said: ''How to get down there is the question." "There must be some way, sah." "I can discover JJO break anywhere in the walls. \Ve must sta;:l those people out pretty soon, for it will he slow traveling with a wagon train, and we must 11ot be caught 011 the way. Co111e, we will go after Black Bill." CHAPTER x1x. 1'HE RESCUE. Black Bill, revolver in hand, lay on the pine straw, guarding his prisoners, who were tied to trees in frout of him Neither the negro nor his prisoners heard the scout approaching, but the latter heard Rocks saying: "See here, uigger, don't you be fool enough to think all four of us is goin' ter haug, and that one of us won' t

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30 THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. git away, and that we will kill you sure as the suu shines if you don't let us go. "That fool, Buffalo Bill, has gone off trustin' you, and our horses hain 't far away, so we cau all pack some provisions on, load up with gold, aud be far away afore he comes back. ''As you say you are all OU foot, ther scouts kiu never ca tch us, and you'll git gold euough to last you all your days as a rich man." ''I'd ruther be a poor honest mau thau a rich one what had betrayed the gemman I owes my life to more than one time. ''You gemmen is as bad as you kin be, aud I'm outer your whole game now, though them iu the valley don't know it. "When dey does, your necks wou't be worth uothin ', I is a-thinkiu, gem mans.'' "Good for you, black pa rd." The negro sprang to his feet, and was face to face with Buffalo Bill and Beu. The four prisoners scowled and muttered curses. "Well, B lack Bill, we have found your valley." '' Doue found it, Massa Bill?'' "Yes, we went through the break in the cliff where you so nearly lost your life yesterday. ''I have sent to our camp after the boys; but it must have been a very hard and dangerous task, from what I have seen of the descent, to get that train down into that Sunken Valley, a very Devil's Den, I would call it." "De pass Jed through and down de side of de cliff, sah. It were mighty dangerous fer wagons, sah, bnt all right for de people ter walk. "Saturday nights dey all weut down in de valley ober Sunday. ''One Massa Bill, all wen t but four menhere dey is, right here now. "Dey had been working on de. cliff road, blastin' it out wid powder, for we brought our wagons along, with plenty of powder, sah. '' J i st at sunset dere came what we all thought was a arthquake or volcano, and de whole front of de cliff fell into de valley. '' Dere was rocks and fire and smoke go way up inter de air, and three people in de valley was k ilt dead. "When dey all got cie.ir senses de next day, Sunday, dey c ame to de conclusion dat de four men, dese very t gemmens here, hab let de powder git on fire0 de cliff and dem, too. y ''But I now know dat dese gemmaus lJ.l cliff 011 purposse, sah, dat dey might git all was found in de canyon and keep it. a "But, Massa Bill, dem poor people in (1 same as in jail, for dey couldn't git out." Buffalo Bill rep! ied: e 1 "Yon, Black Bill, are a hero, and as bw a mau as eyer lived, be he white, black, y1 skin. p "These four men did prepare that pov blow off the edge of that cliff and keep tbo-1 the valley, which you calll o st, aud the c people as well." Standing on 'the e ry edge of the precic Bill began to watch the cliffsides with his g.( ''Try and make them see you, Black Bf; scout. The 11egro fired his rifle, and gave a loud: J Many faces were upturned at once, woru ren were seen ruuuiug here and there, and arose as the uegro was recognized. The scene was a startling one, for the valley were wild with joy. Writing with a pencil upon seYeral pages book, Buffalo Bill put them in his handkercl it around a large stone, aud tossed it do1 valley. There was a wild rush for it at once. I "I told them that we were here, plannini out of their vall'ey. ''That I had noticed that the winding tr: face of the cliff h a d been blocked up llad fallen below, and also tJiat it wouLi reached by lariats from here, and we woud to rescue them.'' r "You'll do it, Massa Bill, and I kin see c a few lariats tied together will reach dee der." : 1 "We can blast the rocks out that fell au the trail, and we can bring that whole out1 valley, though it may take us a week, pe, to do so. J; ''I will write them what to do." c Another note was written and thrown de

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T H E BUff f\LO B ILL STORIE S n Hill himself picked it up, and his voice Oil tbe cliff: you, Buffalo Bill.'' -11 spare us some powder, we can blast this another pass furt!Jer along, wbicli you ca n c 1 to the trail." egin work to-morrow, for all my me u will ,'' was shouted back in the clear ton es of nd a great cheer told him he bad been pe filled eve ry heart. 1 1 week the scouts s l ept. in the va11ey, aud uing a11 bands went. to work r epairing :i: ess and s hoeing the horses aml mules, ious were made by the wo111cn for 1 aving :ch had so long llee11 to them a living tomb. eeks after tbe arrival of t.11e scouts, the at a tim e was taken up the l e d ge trai l ; the l hildrc11 followed, theu the extra horses l cattle, sheep and all that could be carried CHAPTER XX. CONCL SION. from the De\'il 's Den, as Buffalo Bill ken Valley, was a loug oue and slow, witb and all on lhe move, for chasms had to be llli l es a clay 1rns a fair rate of travel at 1 1 l ed the b y the spot where Dou Mil beeu buried, a11d this \\"as reco1erec1. hod time Fort A s pe n 1vas reached. : 1 iug the fort, Buffalo Bi ll appointed Don 1 de to th e wago n train, aucl, with hi s black rt.eel 011 a secret expeditio n. of sconts b ad a certaiu object in view, and ch one of hi s men to share the honor with >;:peclitio11 proved to be t!Je success he hoped t Black Bill also went along, for he had be shadow of Buffalo Bill, and was the hero b aud of black scouts. of Buffalo Bill was to capture Giuger Sam, 0 whom be fel t sure he would find at his cabin in win te r quarters. At uigbt the cr:ihln was reached and quietly sur rounded, and at daylight, when the cabin doo r was opened by Ginger Sam, he looked squarel y into the m u zzle of Buffalo Bill's revolve r Up went his hands and be said: "Wa-al, yo u wins ther game." I will, when I p lay my last card, Ginger Sam." ''What are that?" ''A rope," was the significant reply. "You don't intend ter hang me?" "Yes, \Vith four more of your kiud I found in the Big Horn and whom Major Armes will make short work of, as he will you, and that will about clear this country of such cattle as you. ''I knew you were bad as they make 'em, but I ha-ve a friend who knows you to be a reuegade a11d the secret instigator of half the Indian deviltry do n e here. ''I refer to Don Miller, whom the Indiaus captured, and u11dersta11ding Sioux well, he asked abou t you, a s he thought you might get them not to kill him, for once he had save d your life. ''But get your traps ready, for after breakfas t start for the fort." The next afternoon Buffalo Bill, his blnc){ scouls and bis prisoner reached Fort Aspe n and the welcollle the garrison gave t hem, and a l s o the rescued settlers, for they had arri \ed th. e clay before, wa s enougll to repay t he rnen all the hardships they had enclnrecl. "Another one to halig, Cody? ''Well, he's a little late, for the other four -were ban ged this morning; bnt it is never too late to do :i go od act, and tliere bas been a price on that man's h ead for a long time. ''Yes, t!Je four wretches who proved such traitors to the settlers, I had trie d at once, and th ey were quickly sen tenc ed, and to-rnorrow this man's l ife shall end, for white ontlaws must expect no mercy here. ''But, Cody; let me thank you for your splendid services in behalf of Fort Aspen a1!d its garrison, aud believe me, a foll report of what you have done shall go to headquarters without delay." So said Major Armes, t he commandant of For t Aspen, and soon from post to post al011g the border went the story of Buffalo Bill and his black scouts. -THE END. Next week's issue (No. ro) will be eutitled, "Buffalo Bill's BraYos; or, Trailing Through the Laud of Death,'' by the author of ''Buffalo J3il l.

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J The ,only publication authorized by the Hono Wm. f1 (BUFFALO BILL) -----'T:I-IE-----IE1 Our New 5c. Weekly I\ Sure Wi1 We were the publishers of the fir ever written of the famous and vi renowned BUFF ALO BILL, the most 1 scout, wonderful rifle shot, expert greatest Indian trailer ever known, popular hero whose life has been 01 cession of exciting and thrilling in combined with great successes and ; plishments, all of which will be tol1 series of grand stories which we sh'1J place befo re the American Boys. These exciting stories will a ppea r Hon. Wm. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill ) 1arly in our new Sc. weekly to be kno TttE. BUffl\lO Bill STORIES READ THE FOLLOWING 'TITLES 5. Buffalo Bill's Gold Guard; or, Fort Fet-7. Buffalo Bill's Phantom Arrow; c terman's Girl in Grey. 6. Buffalo Bill s Avenging Trail ; or, The Secret of a Grave. Ghost Dancers' Doom. 8. Buffalo Bill's Prairie Police; or, 1 coy of D eath Desert. LOOK OUT FOR THE QREAT STORIES STREET & SMITHt NEW YO

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JESSE Je-:!'se James. \VE were the :first pub-lishers in the world to print the famous stories of the Jam es Boys, written by that remarkable man, vV. B. La\\"SOn, whose name is a watr:li word with our boys vVe have had many imitators, and in order that no one shall be deceived ia accepting the spurious for the real we shall issue the best stories of the James Boys, by Mr. Lawson, in a New Library entitled "The Jesse Jam es Stories," one of our big five-cent libraries, and a sure winner with the boys. The fir s t four issues are: "Jesse James, the Outlaw. A Nar rative of the James Boys,'' J esse James' Legacy; or, The Border Cyclone,'' J ess e James' Dare-Dev il D a nce; or, Betrayed by One of Them," "JesseJames' Black Agents; or, The \i\Tild Raid at Bullion City." STREET & S:vuTH, Publishers, New York. BUFFALO BILL STORIES The only publication authorizCd by the Hon. Wm. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill.) Buffalo Bill. WE were the pnblishers of the first story ever written of the famous and world-reno\\"necl Buffalo Bill the great hero whose life has been one succession of excit ing and thrilling inci-dents combined with great successes and accomplishments, all of which will be told in a series of grand stories which \\"e sha11 now place before the A mcricn.n boys. The first of these stories entitled "Buffalo Bill, the Border King," appears in ;.Jo. I of our new fivc=ccnt libr:i.ry entitled'' The Buf falo Bill Stories." STREET & S1IJTH, Publishers, New York. THE best kt1own detective in the world is Nick Carter. Stories by this noted skitth are issued regularly in ''Nick Carter Weekly" (price five cents), and all his Nick Carter. worh: is written for us. It rn::i.y interest the patrons and readers of tl:e Carter Series of Detective Stories to know that these famous stories will soon be pruduced upon .the stage under Lll1 usually elaborate circumstances. Arrangements have just been completed bet\\ een the publishers and Manager F. C. \Vhitney, to present the entire set of Nick Carter stories in dramatic form. The first play o"f the series will be brought out next fall. STREET & S"'nTH, Publishers, Ne\\ York. DICK STORIES Diamond Dick. THE celebrated Diamond Dick stories can only be found "Dia mond Dick, J r.,The Boys' Best \Veekly." Diamond Dick and his son Bertie are the most unique and fascinating heroes of \Ve stern romance. The scenes, and many of the incidents, in these exciting stories are taken from real life. Diamond Dick stories arc ccnceded to be the best s tories oft he\ \Test. and are all copprightecl by us. The library is the same sizo an

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