Buffalo Bill's victories. Chapters 1-15

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bsrmi Weekly. By Su!Jscdptum $2.50 per yea .r. Entered as Second Class /I.fatter at (fie N Y. P/Jsf Office, zy STREET & SMITH, 238 William St. N. Y. Et1ter e d acco1di11K' to Act of Congress in tlie year 1qo1, i n tlte Office oft he Librarian of Congress, Washz'n.r;ton, D. C. No. 20. NEW YORK, September 28, 1901. Price Five Cents. BUff ALO BILL'S VICIO I[ By the author of "BUFF AL O BILL." CHAPTER I. TUE LOST T l lOO P 2 f.S. "Danfor th, our situati o n i s desp e r a te, though I would not have the men thiHk so as lnng :.is \ V e the s ligh t est ray of hop e:" aged, for they were c amped in a grassless, treeless, wate rless c o untry of rock a n d sand. About them towered rncky ranges on every side, forming a ba s in so desolate, so drbry, that no v egetation grew there, for they were in one of those desert valleys of A ri zona, s urrounded b y .. "I feel as you do, Captai n Ame s a nd think that a ranges of volcanic mount a in s strarnge fatality has dogged our steps eve.r since we were sent on this ill -omened exped i tion, for so i t seems now that the last o f our three scouts ha s been killed." "But we must make another effort to find our way out of this valle y of death, for it is nothing. more." The two who thus spoke were officers of the United States army, clad in the fatigue suit of the cavalry, and with the appearance of having been long in the saddle and seen hard service. Near them were half a hundred troopers, some forty mounted infantry and artillery men who formed the crew of two light guns. Then there were pack animals, a couple of ambulances and a seore of led horses. Beth men and h<:>rses seemed worn out and discour-In the night .they had been led int o the valley by t hei r guide, by a wifd and rugged way, vhere even the artilkw:y and caiss on whe els left no trail, an d then su ddenly, in the darkness, had come a whining so und a thud, a cry and the last of the three scouts who had started with the ex pedition had toppled over, a dying man, with an arrow stick ing deep in his body. A scor e of car bin es had fl.ashed to avenge him, but not a sound had followed the discha r ge, arid who had been the silent slayer of the guide no one knew. "Push straight ahead from here as the crow flies-do not swerve either to the right or left, er you are lost Ten miles away is. a pass out of this valley, with grass, wood and water beyond-stay here and you die--"


THE BUffALO_BiLL STORUES.. 'Tne voice of the dying guide had sunk to a whi sper; he uttered a few words more, that were not understood, .and' he was dead. Captain Ames, the commandant of the e'xpedition, de termined to obey the last words of the scout; so, bearing his body, they pushed on. They rode as straight ahead as t'hey could, and after several hours reached the other side of the valley. But there was an unbroken wall, and no pass could be found. The command halted', and the men went on foot in search of the pass. Suddenly there was a cry off under the cliffs. Men rushed there, and a soldier was found lying dead, an arrow in his throat. The men were ca1led togietiher, and camped in a circle around the horses and guns. The men 111ad a cold supper and water in their can teens, but the horses had neither grass nor water to drink, so it was a long and dreary night for them. Morning dawned and then the soldiers could see that they were in a desert valley, with not a tree, blade of grass, shrub or water n e ar. And it was seen, too, that ano!Jher of their number had fallen-a sentinel, who lay upon his post, an arrow in his brain. The same, silent, unseen and mysterious foe who I had dogged them for two nights and a day had brought down another victim-the three scouts first, then the two soldiers, making five in all. Search was at once made for the pass leading out of the valley, but nowhere could a break be found in the walls of rock. And in the har.d, flinty soil a grave could not even be dug for the dead, and so the bodies were :ta:ken along un til they could be buried. Around the death valley, close to the base of the rocky range, the command1 slowly marched, searching for an opening. But in vain did fhey enter canon after canon, for there was no outlet, and they were compelled to return The sun beat down upon them with relentless fury, but still they pushed on. At last it was decided to recro s s t'he valley and leave it where had entered. But th o ugh they recrossed to the spot where they thought the guide had led them in t o the valle y they could rro t fiad any break where they could g e t out. Strapped to a caisison, the guide's dead lips were for ever scaled, and they could o nly struggle on and h o p e fo r success at last. The hor s e s without water or food, w er e well-nigh used up; in fact, tw-0 of the animals lhad fallen by the way. At last, late m the afternoon, a halt was made, and Captain Ames had spoken the words !Jo Lieutenant Danforth of the artillery that open this story. After con versing together a few minutes, the two infantry officers and the lieutenant commanding .the troopers were callecl :into council with Lieutenant Danforth and Captain Ames, and their really desperate situation was discussed. Long and earnestly the six officers talked toge ther, and then it was decided to divide the command in two, each party starting out again to search for a pass, the one to the right and t'he other to the left, and to keep on until night, go into camp, and continue on in the morning unril they met again. Each party was to take one of the light guns, and, if a pass was found, it was to be fired as a signal, and to continue firing until the other gun an swered it. So they started, and halted only at nightfall. With the da:wn they again moved on, horses and men nearly used up now, but struggling on, until they again met, many miles from their starting point. But they had found no' exit from the "fatal valley." CHA,PTER II. THE MYSTERIOUS GUIDE. \ The situation was, indeed, a desperate one for the sol diers. They had been sent out from Fort Way to estab-p lish an ad;vance post still further west into the Indian country. The scouts, who were also the guides, and knew the country, were known oo be competent men and had led Captain Ames to several situations that wer e r good for an outpost; but, under his orders, he d es ired to) pus,h still farther into the land of danger and secure a ,\, position where he could liYe on the surrounding


THE BUfY !\LO BH .. L STO RI ES here timber would be plentiful and the gra ss a n d water i n a bundance, while the natural m e ans of defen se wo u l d a l so be all that was required. With this aim in view, the guides had p u s hecl on to ward a country lying beyond the desert lands and wh i c h one of the number knew, and told h ow th e n ea rest trail l ed through a valley that was shunned by all Indians and pale face s alike. To c r .oss the valley-and the guide ref.e rred t o kne w th e t t r a il-w o uld save a ride of forty o r fift y m i les, and s o the ma r c h was take n up, with the result that i n t h e n ight c a m p befo re entering th e d esert tra il, tw o o f th e s c out s I bad bee n s lain and th e third also b e ca m e a vic ti m, aft er leading t h e so ldi e rs into th e fatal valley of d e ath. Thus it wa s that Cap t ain Ame s found hi s little coml mancl with death staring th e m in the face, unles s they d e se rted th e ir hor ses guns, pack s and supplies, and clim be d over t'he rocky rid ge to make their way on foot a over the hundre d miles to th e fort. With a sad h eart Captain Am e s was about t o giv e the order to his men I to t a ke what provi s i o n s the y could, and, d e serting their faithful h o rses, t o pre pare for the hard and dangerous h climb over the loft y range when Lieut enant Danforth, who w as s weeping th e vall e y with his glass, called out, y in a voice that s tartl e d all: t, "The re c o me s a h o r s eman !" E ve r y eye wa s at o nc e cent e r e d upon the object that had caught th e lieute nan t' eye, and all beheld, s e veral miles awa y o v e r th e barren plain, a horse a,nd rider. The animal w as com in g along at an ea s y l o p e and hi s trail would bringhim dir e ctl y to the camp. Officers and men w e r e all excit e d n ow, and th e hors e s b. I cl 1 cl 1 1 pnc up t 1 e ir ears and gaz e upo n t 1 e commg 1ors ean f h d man, o r !:< e1r ms t mct seeme' to t ell th e m that help wa s d t hand. Nearer and n e arer he came, and th e glasse s of cl he office r s were l e v e l e d upon him, and t h ey s a w that he r e ode a fine ro a n h orse that had n o t th e w eary, gaunt to of their anim a l s ; that hi s e quipm e nt s e r e a h an dso me a 1c-xican s addle and bri d l e an d th e rid e r rod e with tl-:e y e ase of a peTfect horsem a n As b e dre w nearer it w as seen t hat he was a young man, attired in a hunting shi rt, bu c k s kin l eggings and top boots, a n d wea ring a som brero. His form was tall, gracefu l and s i newy, anJ h is fa ce was handsome, bold, and darkly bronzed. Ab o u t hi s wai s t wa s a belt of arms, and a repeating rifle was hun g to his saddle horn. As he came up, the men, feeling that they saw in him a rescu e r, greet e d him with a cheer, to which h e r e spo n d ed by raising l).is sombrero courteously, whil e h e halt ed jus t before Captain Ames and said: "Are you in command of this party, sir?" "I am, sir,' re s ponded Captain Ames. May I suggest that you put the man who guided yo u here at once under arrest?" '"That is impo s sible, sir, as he is dea ci." "You discovered his treachery, then, and s : hot him?" "No; our guide, Arizona Al, was not a traitor," responded the captain, somewhat warmly. "Arizona Al was your guide, then, sir?" "Yes." "I kn e w him well, and I will also assert that he was no traitor, though why he should have guided you here I am at a loss to understand." "\Ve were going to seek a situation for an advance post, which, he said, lay to the west of this desert basin, and he was guiding us through it when he was killed by an Indian in ambush, whp shot him with an arrow. Dy ing, he told us how to get out of here, but I confess that w e are lost, and were just about to desert our horses when we discovered you coming toward us." The explanation of Captain Ames s e emed to impress the stranger, for he listened with deepest inter-est an:d at tention, and for full y a minute made no reply. Then he asked: "Where is the body of your guide?" Captain Am es p o inted to the ambulance and said: "In that ambulance, with the bodies of two soldie rs, wh o wer e shot in the same silent and my.sterions way, whi.l e I may add that two more scouts were killed from ambu s h by Indians as we neared the valley."


4 ':fHE BUFF ALO Bl LL STORIES. The stranger dismounted, walked toward the ambu Jcmce, glanced at the bodies of the soldiers, but looked earnestly at that of the guide. "Poor Arizona Al!" he said, fe. elingly, and then asked, quickly: "Have you the arrows that killed these men?" A sergeant brought them to him, stating that he had kept them. "These are not Indian arrows, nor d1d any redskin fire them." ""Who else could have done so, sir?" asked Captain Ames. "White men," was the quiet response. "I did not know there were any white men in this counfry." v\Tithout heeding the remark of Captain Ames, the stranger said : "Here, sir, only death dn overtake you, so I will carry out Arizona Al's intention, and guide you to safety, for I see that men and horses are suffering greatly for water." CHAPTER III. THE UNKNOWN, Captain Ames once more gave orders for the command to get ready to move, and the men sprang as quickly as they could to obey, giving a faint cheer of delight, for their parched throats would not allow a good, old-time hurrah. "Now, sir, may I ask who it is that has so kindly come to my rescue?" asked Ca:ptain Ames, as he mounted his horse and rode alongside of the guide. "Can it be that you are alone here?" "I have two companions, s ir, to share my self-enforced exile." "And three men dare roam this Indian-infested cotm try?" "Under some circumstances; yes, sir." "Under what circumstances, I should like to know? and the officer eyed the stranger guide earnestly. "The command is ready to move, sir, so I will tak I my place in the lead," replied the stranger, and he ga'' a military salute and rode to the front, as though ious to escape further questioniing. Captain Ames did not like the mysterious manner 1 ) I the volunteer guide, and beckoned to Lieutenant Da forth to come and ride with him. "What do you make of that man, Danforth?" he askt! as the command started upon the march. "He is as handsome as a picture, rides superbly, a is a gentleman, or was born one, whatever he may ,. now." "That is just it-whatever he may be no\v." I "Did he not tell you?" "He said to call him simply .. fo He 11 he was out in this wild country from : a love of adventt and had two companions with him." "Strange!" "Yes; and he is not from any of the posts or se Y rnents, he said." "1-Ie is a mystery, indeed. fo But how quickly he as you that those arrows were not fired by Indians." "Yes; in some way, he very quickly discovered fact." ve "Simply call me guide," came the surprising reply. "And where is he now taking you?" "You must know this country, to be found her e alone. "I simply qsked him to guide us out of t11is So, may I ask if you belong to any of the frontier posts?" ley ." asked Captain Ames, slightly nettled by the man's refus"To the westward, or to return the way we carn(:v ing his name. "I s.ugegsted no way, other than to get us to wate11 "I do not, sir." grass as soon as possible; but he is going to the w "Then what else can bring you to this wild country?" see." "Love of a roving life and adventure, sir." "Yes."


l'HE B U FF.A L O B I L L STORIES. 5 "We will ride ahead and talk with him. 'With th i s the two office r s rode more rapidly, a nd soo n came up wit h t h e myste ri.ous guide. He wa s following no trail going straight on as th e crow flies, and appar ently knowing just what he was about. Some three miles ahead the wall of rocks mse lik e an impa s sible barrier, for so the command had fo und it; but the man was aiming straight toward the cliff. As they rode up, Captain Ame s said : "Guide, where are you taking us?" "First, out of this death valley s i r." "That is w ell; but we hav e been along the bas e of y o nd e r cli ffs a n d c o uld find i10 pass through them." a "Ther e is oi; c, h o wever, s ir and a fairly go o d o n e ." "That wh ee l s ca n pass over?" "Yes sfr; you can ca rry g-w1s and ambu l a n ces." "It i s remark::ble th a l w e co uld not find the way "No t whe n y c u sec a blind lrail it is, sir." "And \ v hcn o a t o f this v alle y which way?'' "Fi r s t to a good caimping-place fo r water and grass." '"Why did you not take n s to the east, back to the fort?" 0 !JI "Because this i s the qui c kest way for safety, s ir." "How do you mean 'for safety,' g u id e ?" For a mome nt th e man made n o reply, b ut h e said: "Cap t ain Ames, Ari w na Al knew this valley, and l e d se you into it, in tending to find a good position bey ond for a post; but h e did not know the country west of h ere ie as I d o nor did he know that you are in the midst of a very dang e rous upri s in g of the Navahoc India n s sad and weird record, but whi'ch is nevertheless, strong and comfortable, and with good water, grass a n d wood land at hand, something not oiten foun d toget her in tiiis part of Arizona." "I have ne ve r h eard of a fo r t b eing pla ce d in this coun .try, g ui de." "True, s ir, for none of thos e who built it lived to tell th e story; but yo u have heard of the mas s acre of Ma ior \ Vhe e ler' command, some y ea r s ago?" "Oh, yes; he and near l y a hundred me!1." "Y c s si r ; the y w e r e driven out here by redskins, and bu i lt that fort, hoping relief w o uld c c mc. None c a me, p m visi o n s gave o ut, they we r e dail y a tta c ked by Indians, w ho c o uld n ot c::irry t h e fort; but at l ast, to keep from st a r v ing, they were compelled to march out, in an at tempt to g e t ba c k to the post from w h e n ce t hey had star ted. They w e re to leave early in the night, and try to escap e through the Indian lines; but the moment the gate s were opened, the redskins, who were watching, rush ed in .on them and the massacre of all but one man followed, and h e was captu r ed b y t'he N avah oes. "I remember t h e sad sto r y well ; but it was n o t know n that any one escaped the massacre." "One man did Captain Ames." "And whe r e i s he n ow ?" "He is roving about th e country someiwher e, sir." "And it i s to thi s old fort you would l ea d us?" I t is, sir; as so o n as y ou hav e camped where there is water and grass; but here we are at the cliffs." And he rode on slightly in advance, and turned into what ap:d "Can this be possible?" pcared to be a mere break in the rock y wall, but which "It is true, sir, as I know. You have found a secret was a way, tllJO\tgh a rough one, to a cano n some twent y foe u pon your track since you came n ea r this valley. It supposed by that foe that yo u were o ut on a scouting intending to return soon to the fort, and m very trail leaL1in g back i s guarded b y a l a r ge force of ate ndi

6 THE BUff /\LO STORiES. brought them to the ill-fated fort where, years before, so double. Seen once, sir, Buffa.lo Bill is not one to formany brave soldiers bad 1<0st their lives. It was s itu ated upon the top of a barren hill, but strongly built, of heavy l ogs, stood on encl to form a wa ll, and with a log cabin at eithe r end to form a st r ongho ld. Only a couple of hundred feet wide, it extended twice that distance in length, the center being used as a corral for hO!"SCS. There we-re springs of pure water there, bubbling up from the r ocks, and all about the fort outside grass g r ew luxuriantl y But whitened human bones scatter e d all aoout, and unburied, showed what had been the fate of those who had b een there before them. "'Here yo u will be safe, sir, for, if attacked, you can kee p ten times you r force at bay, and attacked you cer tainly will be. "Remain here until I return to guide you out, for it will be certain death to l eave. "I will return as soon as I can." And, with a salute, the guide sprang into his sadd le and rode away. The m o ment he had disappeared from sight, Captain Ames sa id: "'It was a mistake w let him go, for though he led us here, we know nothing about him:---he is still unknown." "'Ca ptain Ames, I think I know that man, sir," said a sergeant who ove rheard the last remark. 'Then tell us who he is, sergeant," quickl y sa id the captain. "You have heard of a great scout they call Buffalo Bill, sir?" ''Yes, indeed; the great scout of the far Northwest; but be would not be down in Arizona, sergeant." "He might be, sir; but I saw Buffalo Bill once, two ye ars ago, and if he is not that man, then he is hi s double, sir." ''But why would Buffalo Bill, as a United States army scout, refuse to make himself known?" This see m ed to stagger the serge ant, who could only reply: "I do not know, sir; but it is either Buffalo Bill or his get." "Sergeant, go among the men and find out if any one else ever met B uffalo Bill." The sergea nt obeyed, but could find no other man who had ever met the great army scout of the Northwestern fr ontier CHAPTER IV. THE FAT .. \L BLACK ARROW. Ames at once set about making his command at h ome in the l'ort of Jl1 Omen, as the men called it, though it had promptly been re-christened Fort Dare, the n ame wh i ch the department commander haci ordered it to be called. With one of his guns mounted at each end of the stockade, to command the surmunding country, the infantry force divided to support the artillery, and the cavalry stationed in the center Of the corral, Captain Ames felt strong enoug h to beat off a large force, s hould be at tacked, as h e half-expected would be the case. The springs among the rocks furnished an abundant t supply of wat er, the valleys around the fort were carpeted with jui cy grass, and the supply of stores and ammunition were suffident to last a couple of weeks. So it was that the little g:i.rri son settled down to the routine of daily lif e in a frontier fort. Several days passed before Captain Ames decided that the men and hors es were suffic i ently recuperated after their march and suffering in the Death Valley to send a party to the main fort with dispatches containing his report and asking for supplies. He knew that w ithout a guide h e would have trouble in finding the way, for th e Death Valley mu st be flanked, and the y continue on around to the trail left <011 the outward march. Lieutena nt Horace Latimer, of the cavalry, with a cor poral and e ight m e n, we.re selected for the trip, the most experienced fmnt1ers111en of the command being picked out for the kmg and uanger o us trail \i\fith farewells


THE BUFFALO BiLL STORIES from all, they s tart ed u po n their way, Lieutena nt Latim er calling out: "Have n o fear for us for within a week We w ill be back with s upplies and reinforcement s." But that night a se ntinel o n his post was see n t o fall backward t o t he ground, and an arrow was found s ti ck-. ing in his heart. The next clay, one o f the soldiers, guardinothe hores feeding in the valley, was kiHecl from an ambush by a n unseen a nd no t race of the s la ye r could be found. At night, seated in the fort about the camp fire, the officers were discussing the secret foe that hatmtecl them at Fort Dare, \vhen an arrow whizzed through the air and Captai n Ames was wounded in the shoulde r though slig htly. "It is a black arrow, the same as tho e that were fatal to the others. I am more fortu na te than they were, poo r fellows," calmly said Captai n Ames, as he drew th e arrow from his shou ld er, and t urn ed to Suro-eon Marsden to dress the wound. Guards were at once doubled, though kept hidden, and every p r ecaut ion was take n to prevent a n other deathblow from the fata l black arrows. Dut, try as they mi ght, the unseen foe did his fatal work, for each day and night had a v i ctim of the fatal black armw, a soldier being either killed or wounded The week 'j)assecl away, and Lieutenant Latimer and his r einforc1ements clicl not arrive. Nor did the unknown wit h their cheers of j oy, and began to make their prepa rati ons for departure while the light of day yet lingered, for the sun was near its sett ing But sudden l y a call came from the sentry on the eas tern end of the stock ade, and h e reporbed to Ca ptain Ames that a horseman was coming at full speed across the valley, but yet miles away. Captain Ames and his o fficers under the excitement of the n ews, went to the s t ockade gate, while the m en crowded t h e walls, some of them l eaping o v e r outside. The horseman was now visible to all, and Cap tain Ames, t h rough his g lass, saw that it was n ot, as many had sup posed, tl1eir unknown rescuer fro m the Death Valley. Instead, he appea11ed to be "!mere yout h his face as darkly bron ze d almo st as an India n his jet-black hair was vvor n long, hanging in wav y manes u po n his shoul ders, whil e his cos tume was half plainsman, half M ex i can and picturesq u e with gaudy colors. Every eye was up o n him, and it could be see n that his hor se had been hard ridden, a n d was urged o n lik e the wind while, .as he waved hi s hand upon nearing the fort, the so ldi ers greeted him welcoming cheers, tho ugh none could g u ess what his missi o n was. CHAPTER V. TiIE MESSENGER. Up to the stockade clashed the messenger, h a lting sudguide r eturn as he had prom iS>ed to do. The supplies denly before the group of officers, and doffing hi s somwere rnnning low, and the deeds of the unseen s la yers had caused the men to grow anxious, and to fee l that the post was well named when they called jt Fort Ill Omen Captain Ames decided that there was but one thing for him to do, and that was to r.etreat from the ne1 ly cstablished i:;ost back to the fort from which he had started The officers, all called in council, decided that this 1yas all that there was to do, for ha rm might have befallen Li.e ut e nant Latime r, and 1.her e were jus t sup plies enoug h l eft to last the command back to th e fort. So orders were give n to prepar e for an early start th e following morning, and the men made the old fort ring brero and h o lding it in his hand Before Captain A mes cou l d peak, and w hil e all eyes were turned u pon the darkly-bronzed, handsome face, he 'Said: "I am h e r e to. inform Captain Ames, the co mm andant of th i s post, t hat the officer and men sent to Fort V\fay for reinfo rc eme n ts and supplies, were ambushed by the Navahoes, forty miles from here, and eithe r k i lled mstantly or captured "Vlhen was this?" asked Captain Ames, gazi n g earn estly int o the face of t h e yo uth who bmug-ht such sad ti dings. "It was two days ago, s ir.


THE BUFFALO BiLL STORIES "\ii/here?" "Just where they joined your traii at your camp before entering D eath Valle y "How do you know this?" "I sa w it, sir." ''Could you not have warned them?" I tried to do so, sir, but" was watching the Indians from the cliffs surrounding Death Valley, and had no id ea that there were palefaces near until I saw the red skins s udden l y burst cover, and soon after the officer and nine men as I counted them, rode directly into the am bush prepared for them, and in the firing that followed, and the da shing o ut upon them of the braves, I lost si,ght .of them." "Could they n o t cut their way through?" "They evidently made the attempt, sir, from the ir move m en ts but foU'nd it impossible. "Nearly a dozen so ldiers, l ed by a gallant office r as Li eutena nt Latimer was, should hav e cut his way thmugh h a l f a hundred or more Indian s." "True, sir, but 1."hey had half a thou sand or more to deal w ith." "So many?" "Y cs, s ir. "I did not believe the Navahoes could bring m o re than that number into battle from their whole village." "You ha ve been misinformed, s ir, for the Na.va h oes have three villages, situated within a miles of this fort, and so m e twenty-five miles apart, and well l ocated for d efe n se, while they can put in the saddle fiftee n hundred braves within a couple of days' notioe, and I b elieve the ir whole forc e is now on the move." "For what plwpose? The scouts at Fort Way made no such reports b efo r e our l eaving." "You are invading a c o untry s ir, which certain per sons a1' e determined to keep soldiers and settle rs out of, and their inf! uence has arou se d t he Na vahoes to strike a blow at you, such as was visited upon Major Whee ler and hi s command a f ew yea rs ago at thi 1 s very ill-fated fort." "Do you mean that my commg into this country has cau sed the Navahoes to .go upon the warpath against me?" "Yes, sir; that is it ." "And where are they now?" "A part of their force i s crossing D eath Valley, to prevent your r etreat by that way, another f.oroe is flanking the valley to th e sout h a third to th e north, so that you r every ret re at is cut off, and s hould you pu sh sti ll furthe r westward, you would: be driven into the Moqui country and annihilated." "I intended to retreat to Fort W--at dawn." "It will b e sur e d eath to do so, s ir. Remain here until help comes." "But h e lp will n o t come if Lieute nant Latimer and his m en are killed or captured." "Pardon me, 1 sir, but there has b een one who got through 1o the fort, and help i s now o n the way bo you." "Ah! who i s this one yo u speak of?" "One who knows the situation most thoroughly is awar-e o f the aissemb lin g of the Navahoes, and the im portance of b ringing to your aid a force large enough to beat them back, while he a l so knows well the nearest trail s to lead them b y." "To whom do you r efer ?" "To the g uid e who brought yo u h e re, sir." "\i\7 ho is he?" "A plainsman, sir." "Have yo u seen him lat ely?" "He it was, s ir, who put me o n tbe watch of the Kava hoes, while h e went on to Fort Way for help. He told me to see what their intention was, and ride with all speed to t hi s fort to warn you to be on you r guard, and to ho ld out against all odds until he brought help." "What is that mans name?'' "We call him c hi ef, si r ." "You are one of hi s comrades, then?" "Yes, s ir. 1He has another companion?" "Yes, sir." "Whern is he ?"


THE BU ff Ab.O B!lL "In our cam p, sir." he was, indeed l ike the guide, mysterion s Lieu t enant Captain Ames was puzzled. He dar e n o t doubt the Danforth r e plied. news brought him by the strange messenger, and Y'et how was it that th e my s t e riou s guide and one oth e r could dwell alon e in the mid1st of the Indian country and not be upon friendly t e rms with them? Who, also, we re the ones that he hinted at as having urge d the Navahoes to attack Fort Dare and wipe his command out, as had b een the case with Major Wheeler's expedition? "You could not guide us by a trail that would enable us to elude the red ski n s?" he asked. "I miKht, sir, but the chances would be de spe rate with so large a force though haH-a-d oz,en I could guide in safety. The redskins have sent their scouts ahead, sir, and will surely attack you at dawn, so be ready for them, as you have no sco ut s to report their movements. Within twenty-four hours relief shou ld; come to you." "Who is it that you hint that urged the Navahoes to attack us?" "Men who have nothing to lose, everything to gain, sir." "And who are you, l et me ask?" "A half-breed sir," was the ca lm reply. Then he con tinu ed, hastily: "I have warned you, sir, as I was told to do, and the Indians must not see me here, for half of ithe battle will be to su!'prise them when they expect to surprise you. I shall see the guide and t ell him the force of re dskins, and that yo u a.re prepared to fight them back, but t o hastw, the rider unheeding th e call of Captain Ames t o him to halt and his s udden going surprised o fficer s and men. CHAPTER VI. THE MIDNIGHT \'ISITOR. "\i\Tell, more mystery, gentlemen ," aid C aptain A'mes, a s he saw the young m essenge r disappear in the di s tance, riding lik e the wind "He gav e us. g ood advice and timely warning, though "Yes, and from what he said of the g nide, h e appears to be all right; but how sa d a rep ort he brings of poor Latimer and his men." "Sad, ind ee d, Captain Ames, though I hope that the doubt as to the death o r captivity h e expre ssed may give us hope they are p:isoners, and can be r escued. If you deem it best, though he did not give any encouragement of rescue, I am willing to try and g e t through toward Fort Way for help." "Well said, Danforth, and just like you, though you are about the last man I would allow to be sacrificed." "Why so?" asked the handsome lieutenant, apparently surprised at the words of Captain Ames. "In the first place, you are my adjutant, aide-d e-can'. p and adviser, and one of the best officers on the frontier." 1" You are very complimentary, Captain Ames." "And truthful as well. But, in the second place, you very rich, have a chance for rapid promotion for your gallant deeds, and are engaged to be married to Colonel Belden's ward, Miss Grace one of the l oveliest girls in army circles, and I am a good j uclge, too, of fema!.e loveliness, if I am a bachelor. "No, if harm befell yo u and Miss Soulsby came in a few weeks, she would never forgive me for allowing you to sac rifice yourself, even in the discharge of duty.'' The face of Frank Danforth had grown very serious now, and he r eplied: "Ames, you are about the best friend I have and some da.y I ma.y t ell you

THE BU ff ALO BitL STORiES. '''Sc arc down to short rations, and must shorten th:'m still more, f o r it will not do t o be starved out, as was poor iVheclcr, or to let th e horses s uff e r either; so I send the wh o l e force out to valley to cut grass with th eir sabrc::s, so that the animals can at least have a little food each day." Four s::ore men were at once set to w o rk cutting grass in the valley, and others in carrying it in blankets t o the I fort and putting it away Keeping up the ir work until after nightfall, they had the sat i sfactio n of knowing that the h o rses could be kept from starving for days A hospita l wa s establ i shed, the ammunition distrib uted, the hor ses all ti ed close t oget h er, and the cantee n s all filled at the sp ring while the men were told that t hey must live on onethird r atio ns. Then one-fourth of the force were put on duty, the others turning in for sleep. Thus th e h ou r s of the night passed away, but n o alarm had been given. Leaning back against the log cabin, half asleep, for h e w ou ld not r etire, Captain Ames was sta rtled by a t o u ch upoa his arm. 'vVas he asleep a nd dreaming, or was it t he truth that the m yste ri o us gui de stood before him. "The Indians are surrounding the fort, to atta c k just at dawn Have all r eady to fire just as soo n a s you see th e m adv ance, for they expec t to surprise you. "Lieutenant Danforth is out on the plain watching the!11, but he will come in when it i tim e." Captaii n Ames rubbed his eyes t o see if he was awake. When he l oo ked again th e guide w as n ot there. He had disapp eared as myster i ous ly as i1e had come. Eising, the captain saw his m e n s le e p ing n ea r by. Going to the stockade wall, h e fo und the se ntin els on the alert. \ Vhe r e is Li e ut e nant D anforth?" h e asked No one knew. S ent t o look him up, th e sergeant returned with th e inform ation that the lieutenant had pa ssed out of the stockad e gate at midnight, saying he would r econnoitre th e surround'ings of the fort, and returned to t he plains. Soon after the suppose d sco ut had out again, a11d all that he had said was that he was from the force coming to the reli ef of Fort Dare. Captain Ames was mystified. The one he liad seen had mJt been an apparition. It was none other than the un known guide-Buffa!() Bill, or his double, as the sergeant had asse r ted. Half an hour afte r Lieutenant Danforth was seen com ing toward the gate. Captain Ames met him the r e, and the lieutenant s:i.id, eager ly: "You saw him?" "The guide?'' "Yes. I went out to scout around, and met him. He reports Colonel Belden himself com i ng, with four-fifth s of the men from Fort Way, and that they will ar:ive tomorrow l!ight. I sent him m to see yo u and h e came back, and quickly haste n ed t hro ugh t h e Indian lin e s bef o r e the fo r t was all su r ro un ded ." "You aw the r edskins?'' "Yes, and there are hund r eds of them, at l east, and by this time they have surrounded the enti r e fort in a circle, half a mile away. They expect to give us a complete surprise, and attack w ith a rush in the ea rl y dawn." "Day will break within half an hour, so h ave all the men around and on duty. I will stan d by the g un on the so u th e nd, you tak e your posi'lion, as next in command, b y the gun o n the north end, and the ignal to open fire will be whe n the bugle sounds, and I will give the order when the Indians come in sight." 'iVith these orders, t he captai n to hi s post of duty, and in te n m i nutes the whole command\Of a hundred men we r e res tin g o n their arms, awaiting the s ignal to begin t he fight far life o r death. Ten minutes after th e bugle so und ed, and the fort seemed on fire wi t h the flashing of the guns, while the air resounded with the wild war cries of a thousand sav age r eds! ins, a s they had been surprised in their creeping up on a foe they had expected to surprise and overwhelm,


THE BU Ff ALO BILL STORIES. 11 but under the avalanche of l eade n and ir on hail from mu skets, carbines, revolvers, a nd the tw o pieces of artil ler y, they were huded back, staggerin g, bleeding, and dropping dead und e r the fatal fire of the brave so ldi ers at bay in the Fort of Ill Omen. CHAPTER VII. THE UNKNOWN I,J;;J\DS TI-U: WAY. "Ah, Guide, y o u are back again, and your h o r se shows that you have riddoe n hard, said the commandant at Fort Way. "Yes, s ir, it was a desperately h ard: ride, but I reached th e fort." "You saw Captain Ames?" "Yes, sir; yet only for a m0ment, to give him warning that the Indian s were surro unding his fort, to attack at dawn; but I m et out s ide o n the plains Li e utenant Danforth reconnoitering." "Brave Danforth, it i s jus t lik e him; but I am s ur prised that Ames allowe d him to take such ri sks." "He did not knE>w it s i r. As the li eutenant s t ep ped out, I saw him, and knowing that he was not an Indian, call ed him. "He told m e that he wa1 s watching fo r th e Indians, as the y had been warned by a h o r seman tha t they were to b e attacked b y an overwhelming force "\iVho could ha ve warned therh, Guide ?" "A comrade of mine, si r whom I told to do so, and who also r eported I am sorry to say, sir, that a lieute n ant and a s mall party sent o ut to go t o Fort Way and "I have a way, sir, that I mean no offense in saying I must keep to m yse lf for the present ," wa s the strange Peply. "When do yo u think it advi s abl e to move?" "At o nce sir so as n o t t o pu s h the hnrses too hard. I will guid e you through the Death Valley, and so place your command, s ir, that you can attac k the Indian s at dawn, and drive them : int o t he pass be yo nd th e fort, wh e r e yo u can crowd them u po n the Grand Canon and s trike them a telling blow." I will do as ym1 deem b est, Guide." The speakers were Colonel Arthur B elde n c ommand ant of Fort Way, and the rnystcrioll's guide, the unkn own :rescuer of C aptain A mes and his m e n fro m D ea th Val le y,' whom the ser geant had sa id was Buffalo Bill. It was nearly noon of the da y following th e ni ght visi;t of the stra nge guide to F.ort Dare H e had ridden hard t o get back to th e command, which he had l ef t, going into camp the night before. The n ex t morning Colonel B e lden had been on the march b efo re dawn, and had just go n e into camp when the untiring guide had re t urned. Constantly clay and night he had' been in the saddle, for he had ridden to Fort Way to warn Colonel Belden of the danger of Captain Ames. Orders had jus t com e from h e adquarters for Colonel Belden to leav e a small force at F ort 'Nay and go wi t h all the rest of his command to establish a post in the mid s t o f the Indian country. This was what Captain Ames had be e n sen t t o do, bu t feeling that his small force was n o t sufficient, Colone l ask you for r e in forceme n ts and supp lies, had been amBelden had at once started to his rescue, with all his ca v bu slfrd, and either killed o r captured by t h e r e d sk ins." alry, six guns and haH-a-dozen companies of infantry "This i s sa d n ews ind eed, bu t now to Captain Ames mounted five hund r ed all told, and leaving the sup You think he can h o ld out against the r e d s kins until we ply train to follow as fast as they could. arrive?" I do, sir, for h e i s a brave fighter, I j uclge, and not one to be caught napping." "He is ind eed, a good sold i er, and that i s why I se lected him for this work; bnt how did yo u get in and out of the fort wit h the Indians surro undin g it?" The mysterious rescuer had been the guide, and the other scouts had to admit that he knew trails whoHy un known to them, 1and was cutting off many a mile upon : the marc h But who he was, or what he wa11, no one knew, for no one in that Arizona military seemed to know Buffalo Bill by sight.


12 THE BUFF /\LO BILL Again on the march, the untiring man, mount ed upon a fresh horse, rode once mor e to the front and led the way to the Death Valley, which the Fort vVay sco ut s said could ndt be crossed. The Death Valley was entered! at the same place where Arizona Al had led the Ames command, and guided out of it by the u-nknown rescuer of that party. When Colonel Belden had his command in camp, be yond Death Valley, all were assur e d that the m y sterious guide certainly knewhis bu s iness well to lead them so unerringly through the lava valley, where no trail was visible. "Kow, sir, if you will advance in line, your cavalry on the flanks, and stretched out a mile in length forming a cresc e nt, you can hem the r eds kins in and drive the m up on the Colorado Canon as I stated. The position of the fort and its approaches are like this," and the guide drew by the firelight a well-executed map of the country ab o ut Fort Da re, and placed it befor e the colonel. After a rest anel: a midnight supper, the command was moved forward, and the g.uide led the way until he said the fort was not a mile away, and theY. must be almost upon the Indians. "The silence, sir, shows that they are preparing for another rush at dawn, for if the fort had been taken, we would find the Ind.jan camp-fires blazing, and they would be wild with their triumph," said the Guide. A short nalt, and the command was once more moved forward in line; but hardly had they gone a quarter of a mile when loud war cries from hundreds of voices re !Ounded ahead, a.i'lcl again Fort Dare was ablaze with fire, showing that the garrison was upon the alert, as be fore, and ready for a deadly battle. "They pretended to leave the fo11t, sir, but came back 'dt night, hoping surprise them, yQu may be certain, "The enemy is before you, sir, so my duty ends," said the Guide. In ordering his S()ldiers to advance to comb at, Colonel Belden did not think rrwre then of the unknown guide; but when the surpriseti' Indians, met by a terrific fire from Fort Dare that staggered them, in spite of their over whelming numb ers, suddenly found a large force in thei r rear, and heard the firing of half-a-dozen twe lv e-pounders > and the bursting of the s hells, they broke in wild dis o r de r and fled in terror dir ect l y into the trap which the strange r escue r had told Co lon e l Belden they would. But the stranger could not be found when the fight was over. Why had the strange r escue r disa ppeared so my s teri o usly after the good se rvice he had r endered? Had he been s lain, and was he l y ing dead upon th e field? If not, why did h e seek to conceal him self? If he was reall y Buffa l o Bill, why did he n ot make him self known? CHAPTER VIII. THE Al\IBUSH. It was an overwhelming defeat for the Indians, for the guns of the relief party sent shells bursting into their midst, the two six-pounders of Fort Dare were turned upon them, the infantry poured a storm of lead up o n them, and taking to flight O n foot, for their p on i es had b een cut off in a vall ey and were captured, the cavalry had fought with a rb:ne, revolver, and sabre, and the flying red s kins had b ee n most terriib l y punished. Scattered through hills and valleys, hiding in the tim ber and among rocky caii.ons, the Nava.hoes only sought to escape witih their lives, and make their way back to their v:Ilages as best they could. United, the two commands f e lt that they were more than a for all the braves that could be brought against them, and the soldiers went i11to camp. <;olonel Belden felt assured that Fort Dare was th, e very place for the advanlce post 'he had orders to establish, and Major Wiheeler and his men, whose bones lay scattered about, had been avenged As Captain Ames' party had lost h eavi ly in their gallant fight, and his ow n men h a d suff ere d in killed and wounded, Colonel Belden gave orders for the care of the suffe r e rs and the pf the dead to be the first


THE BUFF f\LO BILL STORIES. 1 3 uty, while he decided to send an officer and escort at nee to Fort Way with the news of the victory, and rd er s to hasten 6n !:'he supp l y train. The officer selected for this duty was Lieutenant rank Danforth, not only because Captain Ames recom tnend ed him for the service, but also as there was ex pe cted to arrive at Fort Way Miss Grace Soulsby, the oung lady to whom he was engaged "Tell Grace, Danforth, how it was that I could not wait her coming, and that I send you as her escort to his point, whicih is to be my headiqua .rters now, so here she will have to come." with a scout, sergeant and eight cavalrym en as an escort, Lieutenant Danforth l eft Fort Dare lat e in the fternoon upon his mission, flanked Death Valley, f.ound the trail of the colonel's expedition, and in a couple of days reached Fort Way, starting the supply train at once on its way to the new fort, as ordered. At Fort Way only one oompany of infantry, a section of artillery, and a rt:roop of cavalry were to remain, and as Lieutenant Danforth wished to send every soldier to the front again, he ordered the sergeant and four o f his men to return with the supply train, keeping the scout and other four men to remain as his escort, for Grace Soulsby had not yet arrived. After a wa it of several days the colonel's ward, who was al so his niece, ar6ved, accompanying a supply train bringing sto r es for Fort Way and 1other pos ts. lier hest when mounted upon her fine bay horse, fp' r she was a superb rider. At h e r saddle horn hung a small rifle, which she could fir e with deadly aim, for she had killed hig and small game along th e trail to Fort Way, and with the wives oi several sold i ers to keep her company, she said that she had greatly enjoyed the long ride and its clangers. Finding that Lieutenant Danforth was th ere to escort her on to Fort Dare, where her uncle 's headquarters had been transferred, and that the officers' families had gone on with the supply train, she had mad e no comment, but expressed a wish to go on alone, rather than wait for the deparbure of an!Qther trnin. I have but a scout and fou r inen with me as an esco rt, Grace, but I think you will hardly ne ed more, as there will b e little fear of Indians, after their terrible def e at. "We can make you quite comfortable the two nights we will be on the trail, for I shall carry an ambulanl.'.e along," said Lieutenant Danforth. "Do not take a n y trouble r on my account, please, Lieutenant Danforth, for I am used to roughing it,'' was the reply. But the gallant young officer did do all he could for the comfort of the beautifuJ girl, and her ambulance was fitted out with the best the fort could furnish, while his col1oted body servant, answering to the odd name of W r hite Black had been detained at the fort to go with the escort, for the negro was famous as a camp oook. A more beautiful girl than Grace Soulsby one would \ So it was that after a rest of several days at the fort, not care to see, and her natme was as lovely as was her face and form. But there ling e r ed in her dark eyes when in r e pose a look of sadness almost intens e, and those who knew her best sai d she carried a s o rmw of some kind in h e r heart, one which eve n her approaching marriage to the hand somest and richest officer in the army would not dispel. in a blue riding hab it, ornamented with braid and army huttons, and with a black s l ouch hat enc ircled by a gold cord and shaded wit:h a dark plume. shr lo oke d Lieutenant Danforth and Grace Souls.by started on the long t'rail to Fort Dare, accompanied by the scout, four troopers, and White Black, the latter driving the large ambUrlance devoted to the young lady's use and her bag-gage. But Grace Soulsby insisted that she W'<'.i>uld ride all the way in the saddle. As they were dra:wing near camp, near noon of the second day of their journey, Grace Soulsby and Lieutenant Danforth were well ahead, when suddenly from an ambush, came several rifle sh'Ots, and down in his tracks


t4 THE BU ff ALO B!lL STORRES sank tlie norse ridden by the young officer. B efo re he co uld himself from beneath his fallen h orse Lieutenant Danforth was set upon by three rough men, ont of whom dealt him a stunning blow with a r evolve r, wlJJe a fourth man, vvearing a ma sk seize d the r e ins of l;1e ridden by Grac e Souls by, and calied out: "Yon are my game, young J:ady, and it will cost a for1 une to sd you frer-, w hil e as for Frank Danfortb, I shall ::ang him for the grudge I owe him. CHAPTER IX. ( THE MYSTERIOUS RESCUER AGAIN. At the crack of the revolver whic h had sent a un erringl y that i t cut the rope suspending Danforth in mid air, letting him fall heavily to t'.1e groun Grace Soulsby shrank backward with a startled cry, wh t he GJshing of the horseman upo n the scene sudde n gave her h ope For a mom e n t she r ee l ed with the weakness whi1 "Up with him men, to yopder tree, if you have not n ear ly ove r whelmed h er, a nd, staggering backwar alrea dy kill ed h im !" I know that voice-you are Dean Vernon," cried Crace, r et aining her presenc e of mind in spite of the at tack upo n them and the words of the ma s k e d l eader o.f the desperadoes 'Yes, I am Dean Vernon, Grace S o ul s by, th e m a n \Yliom you refused to marry, the man whose iheart yo u ma de callous, a nd wh o m yo u drove West t o become an o u tlaw, castin g me aside as you did Cecil Kennon, an othe r man whom l o ve for yo u drove to the bad All beca us e you loved g o ld, and wanted to marry one who had a fortune, that man there, Frank Da.nfort11, my ha.ted riYal and whom you shall now see me swing up to yonder tree." ''Qh have m ercy npon him, for he has d o ne you no wrong! "It was I who refn se d your love, Dean Vernon, I whto co ns ente d to marry him. I am n o t rich, but take what I have and spare his lif e, an

THE BUff l\lO BlLL STORB:,sQ 1 5 t e r h avin g reache d lheir h orses mounte d in w i l d has te, d da she d All thi s Grnce So ul s b saw, and as s he stoo d l e anin g : e nains t th e t ree s h e hearQ. the receding fire of the out la w s O U their flight: I w h Bnt th er e befor e her lay Lieutenant Danforth, now d en sting up o n hns elbow and trying to understand the sitation. v hi At once she sprang to his side and cried: var "Thank Goel, they have not kill e d you!" : H "Did you see that man?" he asked, in Iow, hoarse tones, im. ressing his fingers upon his throat, for the rope was stll t bo1'lt his neck. de "The outlaw leader? Yes; he is dead." "No, no; the rescuer!" r c "Yes, he has saved us, and has gone in pursuit of the di < utlaws, two of whom he killed." thl "It is the mysterious guide of Death Valley. I saw m im, though I could not speak Ah! here comes na tie scout and his men." b f Grace Soulsby had taken the from about his neck, ea nd with an effort the lieutenant rose to his feet, bleeding ram a gash over his temple, where the outlaw had struck i!l bim the stunning blow, and with a deep, red mark about t ahis thrnat, where the rope 'had cut into :the skin. The scout had heard the firing and dashed on, the sol e.n iers close behind him, and the ambulance following. 0 In a few words Grace Soulsby explained the attack er from an ambush upon them, tbat the lieutenant's horse had been killed, and what had followed, adding: 11, "A moment more and Lieutenant Danforth would have e been dead; but, thank Heaven! that brave man was in time to rescue him, and I never saw a braver deed than his." is d "No; I owe my life to him, whoever he is, and it was ai daring, yes, desp erate deed of his to take the chances he did. Scqut, suppose you go with a couple of the men to -see if he needs aid, while we camp here." c The scout and two of the soldiers dashed awa.y, while th e other t\YO m en :mcl t l:e negro prepared to camp while th ey had dinner. Lieutenant Danforth, after a drink o f water and a swall o w o f brandy from his flask, felt r lieYed, :i.nd Grace most s killfull y dre s s e d the wound in hi s h e a d drawing it to gethe r with adhesive plaster whi c h s h e had wi t h her. The officer rolled up the severed rop e t o k ee p as a sou venir, and the soldiers took his saddle and bridle fro m the d ea d hors e and put it on the splendid animal which had b e l o n ge d to the masked leader of the outlaws, while th e y also took possession of the animal of the other man slain. "You must carry the l eader's body in the ambulance to the fort. I hav e a special reason for asking it," Grace Soulsby said. Wrapped in a blanket, the dead lead e r was placed in the vehicle, while the other. body was to be buried vhere it lay. Just as dtinner was ready the scout and the soldi ers came back, bringing a third outlaw, and he wounded in the leg. "We found him trying to get away, sir, but overhaule d him, as he was on foot andl wotmded. He says the res cuer's horse fell dead as he came up with him, and saw the animal 'lying there; but his rider threw his bridle and saddle on this man's horse, sir, and went on in pursuit of the other outlaw, this 0ne playing possum to es cape, for he pretended to be dead. When he saw us coming he lighted out. thought it no use to go further, sir." "No, for that brave unknown can take care of himself. Dress that fellow's wound there as well as you can, bu')' the deacl b0dy, and get your dinner, and we will JDUSh on rapidly to Fort :Sare to-night," said Lieutenant Danforth. Flis orders w .ere obeyed, and within an hour they were again in the saddle. Wit:h the prisen'ler meunted upon one of the captured horses, and the body the outlaws' lea:der in tihe ambul:ince, Hioy starte0. a.gain on the-

THE BU Ff AlO BILL STORIES. Lieutenant Danforth had suggested camping longer, the rescuer to return, but Grace Soulsby had urge(1 against this saying earnestly: 'No, he >vi!! not :-eturr: here; I am sure he will not. ... ;e spoKe no word to me, but went on in a way that showed hov., determ i ned he was to run down the last of ::hose outlaws." "Yes, and h e doubtless kn ows that we have help n ear," said the lieutenant. ''But who was he?" asked Grace, earnestly. "It is the man whom Sergeant Dale saysis the great scout of the Northwest, Buffalo Bill," announced Lieu tenant Danforth. CHAPTER X. STARTLING INFORMATION. It was jus t s unset whe n Lieuten ant Danfor th rode into Fort Dare with Grace Soulsby by his side, the escort and ambulance following. Colonel Belden was already established in pleasant quarters, which his wife had begun to make look most homelike, and the married o fficers had prepared for the arrival of their families before the supply train arrived bringing them along Fort Dare was being enlarge d and strengthened, cabins and corra l s were being buil t, and there was quite a vil lage of white tents in the timber on a ihill near by, where the soldiers were encamped. "Another month and Fort Dare will be one of the strongest forts and the most comforta:ble one on the fron tier," Co l onel Belden had sai d on the morning of the day of his ward's arrival. In s pit e ef its cruel anci weird mem0ries the fort was ai delightful one. The bleach04il. bones of the soldiera who had fallen with Major W:heeler had heen ga.theredi up and buried in a pretty grove on the creek ban k, and eve rything had b ee n done to efface the memory of that sad event. When it w as reperted that Lieutenant Danforth was returning and Grace was reC06nize

THE BUFF f\.LO BILL STORIES 1 1 r "He committed a burglary, I believe, killing an officer e'of the law who attempted to capture him, and went wholly 1d to the bad, 1 have heard." tq "It is Dean Vernon's bod y that I asked Li eute nant Ban! n forth to bring to the fort, for I knew you would recognize "Yes, uncle, I feel that I could hav e been conten:ted, if not happy; but you do not know that when father died two years ago he had so mismanaged the estat e Lieuten ant Danforth and I had been left together, that nearly h a lf of it had been covered with mortgages. him, though uncl e did not. "You, as my guardian, did not know the exact situas. "While Li eute nant Danforth lay insensible, the outla'\V tion, but the two executors have kept the facts hidden, and told me who he was and raised his mask. He said that ie I had, for love of gold, sent Cecil Kennon a.way, and he had gone to the bad." q "But Kennon was killed, massacred by Indians, I le heard." was a mistake, aunt, but I did not send him Sa way willingly, as you. know. Both you and uncle are 0 e aware that the fortune left to me was on certain condi"To get my legacy it was willed that I was to marry he one to whom the other half of the fortune was to go. "I loveJ another, but as my fath e r was desperately in volved financially, and needed my fortune to help him, to save him from ruin, yes, from death, for he threatened to take his own life, I consented to marry my co-heir in d the Trenholm inheritance. "I could not but admire liim, for he is a noble-hearted man, brave, and a true soldier; but my heatt was and other's. "I told Cc::ril Kennon just what I intended to cfo, and n he at once left home, and a year after we heard that he was massacred by the Indians; and do you know that it r was at this very fort, for he was, at the time, a guest of s Major Wheeler upon that ill-fated expedii.tion ?" "Grace, you are right, for I recall now that he was with Wheeler, though I nev er met Kennon, you remem b er. Your aunt knew him, however, and greatly ad r mired him, and we deeply grieved over his sad: fate, for .. we knew his love for you, and that he was the one love of your life. "But your father urged your engagement to Danforth, -and you yielded, and knowing what a splmdid fellow he tVas, I hoped you would be happy with him." by wise investments have done much to pay off the debts, and with my consent, Lieutenant Danforth has drawn his full income right along, mine being cut down to one fifth. Thus matters stand now, and when I become Mrs. Danforth, the estate will have nearly r eg ained its former value." am indeed glad to hear this, Grace, for your own sake and for Danforth's." "Yes, uncle, l know how you feel; but let me tell you a great secret, and I desire to seek your advice and Aunt Ellen's." "Yes, Grace." "Cecil Kennon is not dead!" Both the colonel and his started at this piece of int e lligence, and the former asked : "Have you proof of this, Grace?" I have." "You remember, he came out \Vest and became a scout, th e n went to prospecting mad e some money, and the last heard from him was that he went with Major Wheeler, not one of whose party escaped massacre." "So it was reported, uncle, but the man you know as the mysterious guide, and the ufllknown rescuer, is none other than Cecil I saw him to-'day for he it was who saved Danforth's life and rescued me." The colo nel was silent for a moment, and then said: "This deepens the mystery !" "How so?" "I hav e begun to believe fully that our mysterious res cuer, :md the man who has just saved you and Danforth, is really Buffalo Bill." "Can Kennon have taken that name-?" asked the Gf>l onel's wife.


18 THE BlJff ALO B!LL STOR!lES. "Oh, no, for it belongs to Scout William F. Cody; but others than Sergeant Dale now say that our strange and most remarkable rescuer is Buffalo Bill, and I believed it; but now comes this story told by Grace, that it is her old lover, Kennon." The col

THE BUFF A LO BILL STORIES 19 come my wife. But I am not willing, knowing all, that she sho uld, for her a un t told m e that s he recognized you the day you so daringly came to our re s cue and saved me. ,"Now, Kennon, r eturn with me to th e fort, and renew your old friendship w it h Grace Soulsby, w ho still loves you as dcar)y as yo u do her, while I will be happ y in o ne way that I clid not marry one whose heart could n eve r f be mine. "I do n o t know why you l ea d this wild life, but I arm .,. sure you have not been driven to it, so I say again, r e,, 1 turn to the fort wi1th me and be m y friend." The strange h orseman had regarded Lieutenant Danforth as he spoke, with a surprised and puzzled expre st, sion upo n his handsome and d etermined face. Once o r twice 11e see m e d a b out to bre a k in upo n the o r apidly spoke n and earnest words o f the officer, but becked himself and listened until the last words were 1ttered. Then, as Danforth h e ld forth his hand he said: l, I am more than willing to be your friend, Li e u te nant re Danforth, for yo u have proven yourself to be a brave man, and by your words, just n ow, a m os t n ob l e one. But I am n ot th e o n e yo u beli eve me to be." "What! Can--" al I heard all that you sa i d jus t now, tho u gh int ended or a noth er. I lis t e ned for rea so n s of my own, a nd whi ch cannot now explain But I am n ot the man yo n renamed, not Lieutenant Kennon. er "You cannot deceive me, for you are pl aying a part." he Lid "Y cs, I admit it, and I cannot just now expla in why I am doing so, but I must at least let yo u know enough of re, my secret to say again that I a m not Lieutenant Kiennon, nl b u t an army scout, just now p l ayin g a pa rt." ng nd "Kennon, I believe the same m o tiv e s t h a t prompted y ou to giv e up the w oman v o u l o v e d and exi l e yo urself 1 h ere in thi s w ild e rness-yes, and to l e t i t b, su pp osed 0 1 hat vou wer e d eadprompts v o u n o w to denv your iden. e r ity and say that ,-ou are no t Lieutenant Kennon." be "Lieutenant Danforth, you a;re .mistal(en, for I assu r e you that I am not Lieutena:nt Kennon." "'In Heaven' s name, wiho are you, then, for y o u are his d'oubQe, his very counterpart? No, no, in loo ks, size, age, in everything you are Lieutenant Kennon, for, though I knew him but slightly, as I said, he is not the man, to forget." Li eutenant D anfot'lbh, as an officer and as man to man, I shall tell you a secret "You may depend on me, sir."' "I am the army scout of the Nortbwesf, William F Cody, better knowni perhaps, as Buffalo Bill," was the startling response. CHAPT'ER XU. S'rII.I. IN The incredulous look that rested upcm the face of Lieutenant Frank Danforth, at the assertion o f the strange man that he was not the man he believed him to be, but in reality Buffalo Bill, .could not but be observed by the latter, for he said: D o yo n doubt me?" "Pardon me, if I say that I know when Cecil K e nnon came to the frontier, and enough of the great army scout William Cody, to know, that they cannot be one and the same man." "Nor do I claim it, sfr." "Then, as an army scout and Buffalo Bill why did you not make you r self known to Captain Ames?" "That is my secret, sir." "This i s very mysterious, indeed; but do you know Ken111o n ?" "I am not here to answ e r questions, nor am I hiding h e r e because I am a fug itiv e for some crime. I am in this Death Valley for a purpose I cannot now expl ain; but will say this much, that if yo u w ill meet me here in a couple of days, at noon, I will b e on hand to say what I can, o r cannot, und e r the circumsta n ces." "I will be here. But what about Cecil Kennon?" "I shall say no t hing."


20 THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIES. "Then it is not to Kennon that I owe my life?" "Your r escue with )'.OUr troop the othe r day, your escape from being hanged by outlaws, you owe to me, s ir, for I was so fortunate as tJo be on hand to serve you "And yo u are Buffalo Bill?'' "I am, sir, but r-emember, this is t o be for th e present a secret, save perhaps to Colonel Belden, whom y,ou doubtless desire oo make a report to .. _____ ) I will, and am glad t o be allowed to do so "But wiho guided you here, may I ask, ir ?" asked the sr.out. "The outlaw whom we captured through your daring aid; but wen' you not wounded, for Miss Souls by, the bdy who also owes her res-oue to }'IOU, be you who yo u may, to.id me that she thought you had been?" "Sl i ghtly, in the arm, benumbing it for an instant on l y; I it wa s nothing. "But about th e outlaw?" h e asked, inquiringly. "\!\'ell, I m ade terms with him to lead me h e re, oe liev lng th a t I sought Cecil Kennon, though I would have dCJne so to have found you, after all y our services.'' The scout smi led, but said: "The man's pardon was a part of yo ur terms with him, I s upp ose, sir?" "Yes." "I h ave no desire to break in upon your agreement, lieutenant, but all I ask is that'you bring him with you when you come to meet m e two days hence, and now, o f course, l et him know that you have him in yo ur charge when you come t.o this spot.'' "'But I have p ro mised him his pardon, and--" "I will not interfere with that, sir, nor in any way compromise you." "Then I will dther e on foot," s:aid the lieutenant. "You ca n take the trail of the horses, for I see thein tracks, s ir ." "Oh, yes, I can find him." "And it will be be s t not t o say that yo u saw me-untilu you r next visit." "I will be guided by you, scout," and the officer moved i away. When he had go n e a f ew hundred yards he lookedJ back, but the horseman had gone. 'I He had h a r dly gone fifty yards further before the na.'I ture of the caused him to lose the trail of tllll' horses, and h e at o n ce began a close sea rch to find theer I ':C tracks. It was some little time befo r e he could find them, bu'A at las'!: they showed again whe n the soi l became le flinly and he was moving at o n ce more briskly on hi!te way, when a shot rang out ahead, followed by a sren'A command o f "hands up." Then immediately came an'X other shot, and a third one. n < The lie ut en a nit h a lt ed quickly, and, a goad plainsmar'vh he sprung to the she lter o f a group o f r ocks, and waAl ready to meet a foe. l -< But, to his surpri se, out of a clump of bushes ahca w e there appea r ed, a moment after, the tall form of tr01 mysteriou. r esc u er. J1e 1 "Buff alo Bill-or Cecil Kennon! cried the officer. 11 t But, clearly tuttered, came the words:


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "Come on, Lieutenant Danforth, for he is d ea d." "Dead? Who i s dead? For I s uppos e d I was fired p o n ," and the office r moved o n, but in a wary way as e uttered the w ords H e was cert a i n l y very much mystified, and r egarde d l e rescu er in a strange way as h e walk e d up to him. "I do n ot w o nd e r a t your mistake, sir; but I saw a dodge o ut o f sight on your trail as yo u l eft me, and I 1t th:it he inte nded to run on and ambus h you "I ldt m y horse and ran across the l"iclge to t11at spur re, and was in time to see him tak e position, rifle in nd, to fire upon yo u. "I dislike to kill a man witho u t warning, so fired to r rn him, at the sa m e time calling out to him to hold up hands. 'He i nsta ntl y fir ed at me, and I then shot to kill, w hile .l t1 mi$tOok the shots and my order t o him as int e nd e d y ou."' d 'A nd again yo u place a lif e debt upo n me." Such d e bt s are common among men o { the plains, s:r, we r egard the m bu t lightly. 'I do not; but you kill e d the m an?" 1 'He lies yonder, sir."' 'hey walked to where th e man, a r o u ghl oo king char-1 er, lay d ead, a bullet in his for e head. "Do yo u know him?' ut"As one of a band of o u tlaws known a s the White and one of th e same band tlut attacked you 11 terday." r 'Ah! the fomth man, and who escaped you?" n 'I\' o, sir; h e did n o t escape me, for I killed the fou r th in and buried him th a t clay but this is o ne of the band a n which the others belonged." I a:Ah I see; but are t he r e many of them?" l 'Kot now, s ir, wa s the ve r:t s ign i ficant respon se, with !a words quickly added: th 'Once the band numbered a couple o f dozen." Danforth sa id no more, ju s t then, other I n to rrmark: We mu st 51,iry him." "I will see to that, sir, so you ne ed not be d e tain ed I will meet you as we have arranged,'" and with an t!hat showed his great strength he threw th e body o f the outlaw he had kill e d a.cross his broad shoulder s and walked back on the trail, l eaving the lie ut enant t o con tinue his way, wond ering &till more at this last meeting with th e strange man. CHAPTER XIII. THE LIEUTENANT'S STQRY. Li eutenant Frank Danforth reached camp witlii0ut further adventure, and found Scout Burgess close l y g uard ing the outlaw prisoner The o fficer made n o explanatien t o the SCQUt o t h e r th a n to say: "I shall return agai n for I desire t o ta l k with! Colone l B e lden before I make a c ertain move I have i n mind." The scout saw tha t th e offic e r did n ot care to say mor e about the affair, so wise l y asked no questio ns b u t sa d dled the horses and led the way to the trail back to the fort. The outlaw prisoner s ee med disappointed at hav ing to return to the fort but the lieutenant silenced h i m with th e r emark: I shall keep my tenns with you, my man, w h en the p roper time comes, never fear; but you must return now with m e to the fort, and again to ithi s camp, before I set yo u free." "If yo u let him free, sir, it's likie turnin' a snake loose," returne d Burgess. But Frank Danforth made no reply, and th ey moved on toward the fort. L eaving Scout Burgess upon their arri va l at the fort to take the prisoner to the g u a r dho u se, Frank Danfor th at once sought headqua r ters for a n interview with Co l onel B e lden. "Well, what luck, Danforth?" asked the colo n el. "Rather different from what I expected, sir, as you shall hear." "Diel the prisoner fai l you?"


22 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "Oh, no, sir, for he led me to where he said I would meet the rescuer if I waited, and I was left there while Burgess returned with the outlaw to camp." "And you met Kennon?" "I saw the rescuer, sir, but he is not the man we sup posed. "Grace could not have been mistaken, surely." "She was, Colonel Belden, or the man has deceived me." "How do you mean ?" "I will tell you the story, sir, but first say that Sergeant Dale is right, for the rescuer is the great scout, Buffalo Bill." "Ah! but have you proof of this?" "His word, sir." "That should certainly be proof enough." 1'It should be, sir, but I confess I am still mystified. He says his name m ust be kept secret, for I am allowed to make the fact known only to you." It is beyond my comprehension." "He says he has a motive for secrecy, sir, and will meet me two days hence, at noon, at the same place, and so I returned to have a talk with you, sir." "Did he know Kennon ?" "I think that he did not say, sir; 111 fact, I could get nothing out of him about Kennon, o nly that he had his own reasons for not making himself known; but I hop e to know his secret when I meet him again." "I hope so. In the meantime I shall tell Grace that her rescuer was not Cecil Kennon, though I suppose we m ust not yet tell her w ho he says he is." As soon as Lieutenant Danforth left the colonel 's quarters Co l onel Belden sent for his niece. Of course, she was deep l y si1rp r ised on hearing the sto r y of Lieutenant Danforth's t r ip, and when, two days later, the lieutenant departed to keep his engagement, ac companied by the pris oner and Scou.t Burgess, she waited anxious l y to learn tbe r.esu lt of his venture. CHAPTER XIV. THE MEETING. Leaving Scout Burgess and the outlaw prisoner camp, to await his return, Lieutenant Danforth went o1 alon e to the scene of his meeting two days before. J The young officer went on foot, for he had not forgotte v his strange escape of the dav before, and had an idea th:. c he might again be ambushed b y some one of the "Whi_ Navahoes." Making his way to the same rocky retreat where he ha_ been the day before in hiding, he was greeted with: "You are on time, Lieute nant Danforth." The speaker stepped out before him and was Buffa"1 Bill. The officer extended his hand, and Buffalo Bill said: c "I can relieve you now of your promise of sec recy, I believe there will no longer b e cause for my unknown. But did you bring your prisoner with yo u l "Yes, he is in camp with Scout Burgess." 0 "Then come w 1 ith me, si r, for I desire to have a ta. with you, and we will go to my retreat." a \i\Titho ut a word, the officer followed his guide, who Jc; the way through a narrow and l\Vinding cafion into t : mountains. n It was not over a dozen feet wide, and on each si1! wall-like cliffs towered to a height of severa l hundre d fei\ At each turn in the cafio n had been built a breast\YSe of rocks, making it possible for one man to hold it a score. :e After a walk of half a mi l e the cafi.on led into a srr, >) but fertile and beautiful valley, in which was a lake s1 by springs. The entrance t o this valley was strongly fortifi ed, wl.e u po n the sides of th e cliffs were little rockv r etreat s 1 l ; which a man c o uld r etire and yet command the wh basin Timber m pl e nty. pure water, grass m abunda;1ct le garden patch and a comfortable co.bin with two r()(. m made the spot an id e al retre3t. hi Three huge a nd sayc.; c-looking d ogs met the two 1e


THE B U f f ALO B!ll STOfUES. 23 t he entrance to the vall y, but showed no de si r e to ck the officer. You have, indeed, a delightful retreat here, Scout y, for so I must call you," said Danforth. 'It is, sir, and the tops of the surrounding cliffs can t y be reached by birds, while, through a cavern, near, h could make a retreat if driven to do so .' 11 The spot was well chosen, and yo u deserve credit for The credit i s not mine, sir, but h ere we arc, and please eated." 'a he officer saw that the ca.bin was comfortable, and nishecl w i th home-made and rustic forniture, while e were three cot beds an 1 h I knew very littl e u n til lately. came here to live. t will fir 'st state that I have a scout friend out here, to "He had dtiscovered some gold! here in the stream m I owe my life, and whom I induced to beciome a beds, and with this he the boy to Fort Wi1igate t o si sman fe 1e became devoted friends, and it was with the ,vo est regret that I heard that he had been in the" rhas ai e of Fort Ill Omen, and among the slain with Major e eler and his men. sm y a slrange coincidence, the commanding officer e ;Flatte :.\Iilitary District had been asked to allow me to e down into this Grand Canon country to ferret out V.'hi retreat of the band of outlaws known as the v Vhite 1ts l l 1 I a 1ces, at t 1e same time t iat a persona messenger h I l lo! to me a so as ong me to come. was, therefore, glad to obey the o rders of m y com1ce d cr, but I asked that the fact of my going shoulj ro ain a sec r et. f his request I made because the messenger urged it 0 11 te wish of the o n e who sent him to me. purchase horses and supplies, and be r eturned with all that was n eeded "They built their cabi n and, b y degrees, fitted them se l ves up, as now you see. Tho e ,dogs the b oy also got at the fort when little puppies. ,, 'But the man who was exiling himself had a to perform. "It was n o more than sec r et l y notifying the forts_ of the movements of the India n s, and also to drive from the trails .the outlaw band of Wh it e Navahoes ''He set for himself the task, was s lowly ca:rryi n g it out, when, in a fight with the band of ou1tla,ws, he was ... twice wounded and left for dead. "A_. bullet had glanced upon his head, him, and another had broken hi s leg. "He had recognized the leade r of the outlaw bind; and


24 T H E BU ff ALO B!LL STORIES. been recognized by him, as a one-time friend in th e past; but the outlaw, believing him dead, was contei1t to feel that he had wiped out a foe up on his p:ith and left him to become food for the coyotes. "But Pinto was upon his trail, and soon came along with his horse, aided him to mount, and him to his ret-reat "Taught by the medicine men of the Navahoes, and by his 'mother, Pinto had bcoQme a fairly good surgeon, rwl1ile my friend had also studied surgery, so that the wounded leg was skillfttlly set, the cut in the head dressed, and all left to time and gJow, 'Miss Soulsby, you tell me, recognized P leader as Dean Vernon, and she was right. "l311t she \';as mistaken in my case, as were you also< "But learning the full s ituati on of affairs from y.: when believing me Cecil Kennon, I decided to act, a:1 therefore, asked for this second meeting \v-ith you. 1 "I had known that m y friend suffered from so' secret sorrow; but he neve r spoke of it, and your \\ o< told m e what it was. l "I told him what I had heard, of your story, Y\: noble action in relinquishing your claim upon M: Soulsby, and urged him to come O'\.tt of his shell and' cept the situation as it i s, no longer remaining in ex "He has picked up much gold in these mountains!. make him comfortable; he idolizes Miss Souls by, 'f have said she loves him and that you care for no 11' without her love, so he has consented at last to take chances with you." r "He is right, for his chances are assured, and I { relinquish all claims, since it was but a barter, and nd love affair I shall be the first to congratulate tell him," was Frank Danforth's prompt response. c "Pard Kennon," called out Buffalo Bill. "Ay, ay,'' answered a deep voice from within the cal 1 "Come here, please, and meet Lieutenant Leaning on a cane, Cecil Kennon, came out of cabin, and Frank Danf,ort h strode forward and gras:J his hand. I "My God, what a striking resemblance!" cried D forth, looking first at one, then at the other of the m en. Though wan and pale froim s uffering, the strikint semblance of Cecil Kennon to Buffalo Bill was startl "Now, Lieutenant Danforth, you will have dinner'>< us, and th e n please return to your camp, and let Ytl prisoner go, for h e has kept his word to you, I beliy rhough it is to Mr. Kennon, not myself, that h,e owes.1 life." t "I do not wonder that he i s mixed," said Danfot and he added: e: "Yes, I will l et him go, up o n condition that he le. this part of the country." h "As you deem best, sir: and the n you and scout lei gess return !Jere, pl ase, in the night." '' "You. are willing, then, to have your retreat kn0 now"?" 1 "He and Pinto had ctH down the band by a dozen, and "Yes, for Bmgess is a scout at the fort, and it ma I subtracted a few more--fbur in a couple of days, as of serv .ice to him, ancl with the sk ill of a finished c


THE BUFF f\LO B I L L 25 ffalo Bill soon had il good dinner ready, after which lieutenant took his departure for his carrnp. 71/ithin a few hours he returned, accompanied by scout rg-ess, and reported that h e had given the outbw his rdon, a horse and outfit, and some money, and he was make all haste to get out of that part of tlhe cr:mntry. 0 cout Burgess was surprised at the snug Tetreat, and zed upon Buffalo Bill with admiring eyes, and won red that the two splendid-looking men he found there. 1uld be so much alike. 0 "Xow, lieutenant, there are five of us or will b e soon, ) d we can readily tcrke in the remainder of the band of hite NavaJ10es." "1 hough still a little lame, Pa rd Kennon can use a r n, and we will surprise the outlaws to-nighl in tl:eir reat" 'Then you know where it is, Scout Cody?" x(Not exactly, but we will when Pinto comes in as he ; II bring your late prisoner with him." s "Ah! y

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PRIZE ANECDOTE DEPARTMENT6 During the progress of the Prize Conkst for the b est anec do t e s sent i n by our readers, t his s p ace will b e evotcd to the publi::o.tion of those having the most lf we know what our readers can do, as the following anecdotes, which we have reccive d from time to time, ill s h ow. So don't hesitate, but send in your articles as soon as possible A .Boy's Ride \Vith a Maniac. (Written by Wlll \!Vcston, 15 years old, of Waltham, Mass ) I think arc not many readers of B11ffalo Bill Weekly o would care to go through the experience which I had lust ek. I am the soa of n stablckeeper of lhis city. On the day ln spenking of, a well-

" 28 THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. have experienced considerable difficulty in unfastening the cap, but I found it easy enough. My accomplishment will surprise : l1e to the end of my days. I was bending directly over the pipe, stomach down, when the last thread of the 'cap screw was loosened. There was a swish and a roar, and a million pound pressure sent a mighty volume of water a thousand feet into the air. It would have been a magnificen t spectacle bttt for one feature of which I was told afterward froze the blood in the veins of the assemhled multitude. As far as the eye could reach, and almost at the very top of this tower of water, a tiny speck slowly revolved. It was me, helpless and feebly waving my hands and feet in my terror. Fortunately, the tremendous force supported me, and the centrifngal power convexing to\\ard the sides of the tonent, kept me in the middle. Anyway, that was what they told me afterward. It wa3 wet work look\ng on, but for a few seconds nobody dared to move. Then a brave member of the Police Department his presence of mind and darted to the Park House telephone. A little later the superintenclent of the water works arrived on the scene, pale but determined. The same thought seemed to inspire the crow. d at the same moment, for five hundred voices exclaimed: "You must let him down easy." The superintendent needed no such warning. He knew that to shut off the supply suddenly meant a terrible for me, \Who had ceased to move up among the stars, and with a touch as light as a woman's, he began to turn back the swift tide in the main artery. Inch by inch the tower of water diminished; inch by inch that small speck of humanity descended. 'l'he excitement was at concert pitch. Everybody spoke in hoarse whispers. Finally a joyous cheer rang out. I was thirty feet from the grnund, and sco1es of were outstretched to receive nle. "Stand steady," was the order, and the last spoonful of water was turned off, and I dropped safely into the network of hands. A.n Encounter With a Bear. (Written by Bert Monroe, 18 yearsold, of Helena, Montana.) I would like to tell yott about an encounter I had with fhe hears, in which I came out victorious. I am an enthusi a st ic hunter, and I pride myself on being a sure shot. Last fall I kille d the largest bear that 1ias ever been killed in this section, and I refused seventy-five dollars for the hide. I started out recently for St. Peter's Missi011 on a hunting expedition. My journey took me up toward the head of Milk River, and while not expecting it, I came face to face with a bear, which emerged from what aftenvards proved to be a bear's den or lair. I succeeded in shooting the bear witli my rifle, but I 110 sooner did so than an.at .her one appeared. I killed this one in the same way, a third appeared. I killed this one also, and I was just abeut thinking that I was getting about all the bear I care'd for in one day when number four appeared. 'l'bis fellow I also killed, nnd I bad only one cartridge left in my magazine. I needed the cartridge, too, for a 'Lfth heal', larger than any of the other four, came out of his den and i:nade for me. I fired my last shot, and though it probably hit bruin, it did not do the business, for he cam'r straight at me. I did not have time to get another cartridge in the gun before the in furiated beast was on me. The animal made a slap at me which sent the useless gun flying out of my grasp, and I had just time to draw my hunting knife and give bruin :;111 ugly cut in the throat. In doing this I received a severe squeeze from the monster, and a fearful bite on the shoulder. Then I lo consciousness. It must have been only a few minutes, f q when I came to again, my ho!'se was between me and the bea The bear was evidently hurt, for be was making a feeble a tack upon.. the horse and was bleeding profusely from t!J wound in the throat. When the hol'se turned tail to his adve1 sary and began to kick, the bear made off to the brush, lea ing a trail of blood behind. I fottnd that I had been hurt the back and side, which had be e n terribly torn in my struggle. With difficulty I mounted my horse, which was nQ hurt, and rode t\YO miles to a point where men were at 'ro1 on a railroad grade of the G!'eat Northern. From there I w taken to the. Piegan agency. A party which went out t next day found the four bears which had bet'n killed, and trail of bloo

I e B OYHOODS o F F A MOUS MEN. I W e take p!easurdn announcing a new departmen t for BUFFALO BlLL WEEK.LY, i n which we will pre.r u1sent to o ur readers each we ek. the story of the boyhood o f some fam ous America n Who shall we select to head the list, boys? Who, o f all pers ons? W h y Bu ff alo Bill, o f cou rse, the ft. -, p urless K night of the Plain s and the King of Border m en. Read the fasdna t in2" account of his ea.riv career, I a s written by himself : tt No. I.-BUFF1\LE) BILL. Born i n a pretty cabin home on the banks of the Mis sissippi River iu the State of Iowa, over half a century ago, from my eighth year I was a boy pioneer, my i1J father having set out with bis family to seek a home in s t the then territory of Kansas. That long journey, whatever discomforts it might s have had for my parents and sisters, to me was the acme P of delight, as I had my pony, gun and dog, Turk, and most dearly loved the trio. On this trail I was rescued from an enraged buck I h ad wounded-my first deer-by Turk, a compliment I r eturned some days 1ater when my faithful dog, over heated from a long chase, attemped to swim a rapid 1 stream, and becoming chilled would have drowned had I not gone to his aid and brought him ashore. Those days of travel, nights of camping, and the game 11 that fell to my lot, I recall with pleas11re even now. When we reached the Missouri State line I had my first sight of a uegro. He grinned and gazed at me, while I was most serious, considerably awed, and gazed upon him with about the r same surprise I would have experienced had I beheld au angel with wings. n But we soon got acquainted, though I still stood in awe of him. When we reached Kansas my father established his 1 home in I eau tiful Creek Valley, near Fort Leavenn worth, and from this spot I was to start upon my career as a bo:der boy. I beheld my first Indian. If not such a surprise t to me as when I saw the negro, perhaps. one that gave me a shock, for the tales I had been tol::I of lhe red deeds of Mr. Lo were calculated to make me feel that distance would greatly enhance the view, on my part at least. This same India n later failc:d lo in::ipire me \\ ith admiration on account of his honesty, for he stole my pony, and only an argument in \Vhich I had the logical side of tbe question, my rifle covering him, convinced h im that I needed my horse a trifle more than he did. His ready admissio n that I was right gave him a de_. cided drop in my estimation and sent my self-conceit up correspondingly, although I had to confess that Turk was also a strong factor in regaining my pony. At that time Kansas was greatly stirred over the at tempted introduction of slavery into_the territory and many a settlement was divided again s t itself. Though desirous of taking n o part iu the struggle, my father, when forced to express an opinion, boldly stated his views, a circumstance that led to his being publicly attacked by a desperado, and his dea t h later from the knife thrust then given him. I was with him at the time and recall with pride that, boy though I was, I aided in my father's escape, and when he returned home, still a suffe rer from his wound, I saved him from a gang of ruffians, who came, as they said, "to finish him." We bid in a cornfield until the gang had searched and looted the house, to the great terror of my mother and my sisters. The exposure, suffering as he wa::i from his wonncl, undermined my father's strong constitution, f\lld having to keep in hiding to save his life, the end was hastened, an end that left my mother and her family of Ii ttle ones to struggle hard for existence against a cruel fate in a strange laud. Realizing the effort my mother would have to make to keep her lrnrne and rear her family unaided, I deter mined to ''put my shoulder to the whed" and lend a helping hand. ,.l'o do so I went to Leavenworth, some miles from our home, and the starting point for the overland freighters for the far West. Reporting to Mr. Alexander Majors, the bead and front of the many wagon freight trai11s drawn by oxen, that l!nd literally to fight their way through a hostile, almost uuknowu, couutry to carry supplies to the army, I boldly asked him to giye me a position that would


30 BUFF l\LO BILL STORIES. enable me to aid in the support of my motlier and sis ters. He looked me over with a smile-I was in my eleventh year only-and' Kearney the next clay; b11t I weut witi1 our rnen and au escort of cavalry back to our wrecked trains to find li< nothing l eft of it, for th e cattle h ad nm off \rith a herd ll! of buff a l oes a nd the Indians ha d take n \1:ia t boo t y th ey hi could and burned the wagons, th e lo ss fallia1; upon the n Government, which took the rcspollsibility for such n loss es. Wben I returned to Leavenworth with the r emnant of Id our trainmen I was paid in s ilver for my two months' ;rn service, and it was inde e d a proud m o ment when I 0 poured every dollar of it into my 111other's lap. \ll< It is said that 110 man is a h ero to his valet, but how ever true it may be, c ertain it is that I shone in a h reflected light of heroism in my own home upou my 1 return, and I am free to confess that I e njo yed it. ,,., I was n o t long at hom e, for I again weut with a wagon train to carry supplies to General Albert Sidney t: Johnson, commanding the United States Army seut to n snbdue the Mormons in Utah in the insurrection of i857. b r The train was a large one, and, on account of the h double d a nger from Indians and Mormons, and the Ioug e trail, the pay w as doubl e. 0 Again I went as a messenger, and again we were to meet with disaster, after completing six hundred miles of th e distance and near Bridger a halt was n1ade J.. o n G reen River in the Rocky M ountains, when we were e a surrounded and captured by a la rge force of ')! known as the ''Avenging Angels." Our liv es were spared by the Danites, but the supplies JC aud cattle were appropriated, while we took up our drear 'r march for Fort Bridger, which we reached after daily ; l da11gers. As two other trains had also been destroyed by the


THE BUfFA.lO BaLL STORIES. 3J h mons and the men had gone to Fort Bridger, with ter coming on, all had to go upon short rations. terribl e winter of suffering it was, firewood baviug hauled miles, and the cattle sla ugbtcred for food, rl staryatiou was staring us in the face wben a supply Ii in arri\'ed. once more a t my home, I found myself, at my 1ther's earnest request, metamorphosed fr9m what I li!,1s pleased to consider a "veterau plainsman" into a "d o oibo y ., A desire to be truthful compels me to say I was not a weat success as a scholar, and I recall Y ery vividly that tame in close contact with the pedagogue's switch as almost daily well-deserved incentive to more stucfy ''rd less mischief. tiA dog fight, in which my canine comrade, Turk, was !Ji mixer, a pretty girl, older than myself, and a rirnl, e a re the c a use s that led to an abrupt termination o f my rly school days, as I fled the scene of l earning to once F ain study iu the harder school of rough experience. d }\ note the pedagogue sent by my sister to my mother 01d not compliment me in the smallest fact, 1 1 t the coutrary for I was dismisse d and h eld up before tit school as a frightful example of what' 'sweethearts" t d "fighting dogs" might bring a boy to in the ;u From thence on it seemed that I was destined for an t venturous life upon the border, and although it kept tlie much away from home, I had the satisfaction of n 10wing that the money I earned greatly aided my othe r and s isters. Later I returned to duty in the West and went with 0 1e United States freight caravans transporting supplies n Fort Laramie aud again entered upon a life of Indian arfare. h It was on the Laramie Trail that I killed a lwge lffalo and in doing so saved the life of a little girl, au ne t pigra11t'sdaughter1 who was in the path 0 the enraged ;ute. ) 5 A F L I 1 rnvmg at ort aramte, was once more put upon t e Pony Express 1'iail as a rider, taking a nm of ) U1venty-six ::1iles from Red Buttes, on the North Platte, 'Three Cross in g s, on the Sweetwater. was while-on this that I made the longest rnn the Pon y Express Riders' record, doubling my nm of a Yenty-six 1fiiles. a11d in the place of 11 wounded com de, taking his turna continuous ride of three hnn-m ed and twenty-two miles -and riding twenty-one in mnking it. 1 From that time on events of interest and excitement wded fast into my life, and I felt that I was living in 11 1es and among people that were making history. t It was in 18 63, while I was absent from home, that my loved mother passed away, leaving to me her blessing. With her death my home tieswere, in a measure, broken, and thereafter I became indeed a plainsman, event foi lowing eveut in my life in rapid succession, thtts shaping my future career. Incidents that were as strange as fiction and romance crowded into everyday life, and with the close of the Civil War the Wild West became the theatre of busy action, and my service led me to become scout and guide in the United States Army. In such capacity I met the distinguished leaders of Civil War-Sherman, Sheridan, Miles, Crook, Gibbon', Merritt, Carr, and many more of that dashing, splendid corps of generals and Indian fighters. In those days of border warfare I met men who will ever live in history and whom I am proud to remember were my friends. My first meeting with the lamented Custer was a striking one, for he came upon me with au escort of but ten me11 on their way from Fort Elsworth to Fort Hayes. I i uformed the general that they were cut off by a band of Indians, and his hope of escape lay in a rapid flank movement. ''Lead and we follow you, scout,'' he tersely said, and I was fortu11ate in tak,ing the party through to Fort Hayes. As the ge!leral was on his way to Fort Larned and n ec ce la guide, he requested that I be sent with hiru, au lrnnor I appreciated. I reported to him the next morning, moiiuted upo11 a mule whose good qualities I well knew. General Custer eyed the 111 ulc suspiciously and asked: ''Do you think, Cody, that vehicle of yours can stand the strain?" I assme d him that the mule would lead him into Larned, and the general told m e to s e t him in JI otion, yet he looked doubtful as be said so. Off we started, and the general's thoroughbred and the picked horses of the escort kept my mule guessing for n early a score of miles, and I confess to having been a trifle anxious. ''Put on more steam, Cody!" said the general, and m y mule ac t e d as though he understood what was said, for h e slipped along at a pace that told on the general's thoroughbred and the horses of the escort before another twenty miles had llee11 told off! "Cody, tha t animal i s a glutton for going, and permit me lo say that bis rider travels as an Indian does-by i11sti11ct-for you follow no trails!". I was pleased at the compliment from such a source, and more so in behalf of my mule, for he led the way into Larned with a very tired string of horseflesh following him.


32 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. "Cod:}', that vehicle is a wonder, I must admit, and you guided us straight as the crow flies! ''If you are ever o ut of a job report to me-and bring your quadruped!" That night I returned alone on my mule, ran upon an Indian camp, dismounted to reconnoitre, saw the y were a party to avoid, and when I retraced my way to remount, was greeted with a bray of welcome like a fog horn from my ''vehicle,'' as General Custer had called my mount, with two redskins striving to force him along. A shot settled the dispute for one brave, the other fled and mounting my mule, I set him going at a pace that would have won Custer's h eart could be have him. I reached Fort Hayes before dawn, and from that day the mule' s uame was Custer, and he was classed as a thoroughbred. Later I saw much of General Custer, whose soldier's death all know, and it was during the campaign agai nst Sitting Bull in 1876, I accepted a challenge from Chief Yellow Hand to meet him in a prairie duel. It was fought in full view of General M erritt's command, and the army of redskins. The chief fell by my hand, and I got his scalp and war bonuet-the first scalp to avenge Custer's d eath. In this campaign were General Mil es, Merritt and Crook, as well as the lamented Custer. A s many stories have been told of bow I got my soubriquet of Buffalo Bill, it may be as well for m e to l1ere state that I first shot a match with Bill Comstock kuown as the' 'Champion Buffalo Hunter of the Plains," and in the run killed si xty-niue b uffalo to his forty -eight, thus t aking the champion's title from him. Wh e n the Kansas Pacific Railroad was rapidly pushing its way westward, I was employed at five hundred dollars a month to kill buffaloes for the workmen During the time I was thus engaged I killed more than four thousand buffalo, and the men, becoming tired of the meat gave me the name of Buffalo Bill, and ap peared t o h a te the sight of me, my buffalo hunting horse Brigham, and my rifle that r'bad gfven the cogno men of Lucretia Borgia. In a campaign under General Carr in a fight with the Sioux under the great Chief T a ll Bull, it occurred to me that if the redskin leader was killed it would be half the battle gained, and I set out to accomplish the work. I dropped the chief from bis saddle, and his horse ran into our lines and was captured, while the disheartened braves at once r;:treated. A curious incident in this connection was the capture of Chief Tall Bull's widow some days later, and, instead of feeling revengeful toward me, she rather felt pride in the fact that her husba nd had fallen l:Jy the l1aDd Pa-e-bas-ka-Long Hair-as the Indians called me. As memory delves d eep into an almost buried pas recollections of stirring events force themselves u p on n with an almost overwhelmi11g rush, a,nd it bard stem the flood tide of r em iniscences of life ou the fro tie r and its many strauge characters that made up a existence and happenings possible in no other land th ours. Around that Land of the Setting Sun dwells a glam of romance and daring d eeds tha t naturally have lur impetuous youth to seek to emul a te the heroes circu ir stances have made of man y m en who wore the blue a men who wore the buckskin, and h e nce some of th aspirants have fallen victims to their zeal. But has not the sea held tbe sa me charm and blam of romance and been the field of daring deeds thus als claimit1g its too willing victims? The history of our laud and its defe nd ers, of the s and its mariners, have been tinged with a romauce th makes very pleasant reading, and the further tirn rem oves us from the days of '76 of 1812, of '46 ti : Civil War, the deeds of the Western pione ers aud me in buckskin, and th e Indiau, in my opinion, th e great will be the interest cli11gi11g about them. ON STENOGRAPHY, TYPEWRIHNG AND REPORTlN AT REASONABLE PRICES. 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Jt:SSE STORIES Jesse James. 'WE were the :first pub-lishers in the world to print the famous stories of the Jam es Boys, written by that remarkable man, W. B. Lawson, whose name is a watch word with our boys. We have had many imitators, and in order that no one shall be deceived in 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 James Stories," one of our big :five-cent libraries, and a sure winner with the boys. The :first four issues are: "Jesse James, the Outlaw. A Narrative of the James Boys," "Jesse James' Legacy; or, The Border Cyclone," "Jesse James' Dare-Devil Dance; or, Betrayed by One of Them," "Jesse James' Black Agents; or, The Wild Raid at Bullion City." STREET & SMITH, Publishers, New York. BUFFALO BILL STORIES The only publication authorized by the Hon. Wm. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill.) Buffalo Bill. WE were the publishers of the :first story ever written of the fam ous aud world-renowned Buffalo Bill, the great hero whose life has been oue succession of exciting and thrilling inci-dents combined with great and accomplishments, all of which will be told in a series of grand, stories which we shall now place before the American boys. The first of these stories entitled Bill, the Border King," appears in No. I of our new fiveccent library entitled "The Buf fa.lo Bill Stories." &ffiRET & SMITH, Publishers, New York. NICK CARTER THE best known detec tive in the world i Nick Carter. Stories b : this' noted sleuth are ii sued regularly in ''Niel Carter Weekly" (pric five cents), and all hi Nick Carter. work is written for m It may interest the patrons and reader of the Nick Carter Series of Detectiv Stories to know that these famous storie will soon be produced upon the stag1 under unusually elaborate circumstances Arrangements have just been complete< between the publishers and Manager F C. Whitney, to present the entire set o Nick Carter stories in dramatic form. Thi first play of the series will be brought ou next tall. STREET & SMITH, New York. DIAMOND DICK STORIES Diamond Dick. THE celebrated Dia-mond Dick stories au only be found in 1a-111ond Dick, Jr.,The Boys' Best Weekly." Diamond Dick and his son Bertie are the most unique and fascinating heroes of Western romance. The scenes, and many of the incidents, in these exciting stories are taken from real life. Diamond Dick s nes are conceded to be the best stories of the est. and -are all copprighted by us. The library is the same size and price as this publication, with handsom e inuminated c e ver. Price, :five cents. STREET&: SMITH, Publishers, NawYot:k.


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