Buffalo Bill's victories. Chapters 156-168


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issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.so j>er year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York P ast Qtlice by S!"REET & SMITH, 238 W171fam S t. N. Y. No.34. Price, Five Cents. LIKE\AN APPARITION A STRANGER S T OO D BErORE THE EYES 01<' THE SURPRISED OFFICEUS -(CHAPTER CLVI.)

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IBO[bf1 . [> A WEEKLY PUBLl.CATION DEVOTED TO BORDER HI ls&tUd Weej/y. By SJtbscnption $2.so per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Ftlst by STREET & SMITH, 238 William SI. N. Y. E1tter e d accordinK to Act of Congre s s in tke year rqor, in the Office of the Librarian of Qin.!{re ss, Washingto n D. C No. 34. NEW YORK, January 4, 1902. Price Five Cents. BUff !LO ; BILL'S VICTORH: e By the author of "BUFF ALO BILL." CHAPTER CL VI. THE STRANGE GUIDE. A company of United States Cavalr y was encamped in the midst of a wild, mountainous country of the Southwest at a time when civilization was almost unknown in that wild l a nd, then p e opled by savage tribes a!ld ra i ded by outlaws from a cross the R i o Grande. But for the pro t e cting arm of the United Sta tes army the f e w pion ee rs settling there would ha v e been robbed aud drive n away, or m a s s acr ed, while the re was a bo11d of interest, if 11ot of s ympathy, be tween the host i le India ns and the outl aws that c au se d them to make war upon the s old i er and settler a l i ke. Acting under orders to hunt down a band of Mexi can outl a ws who had l atel y c ro ss ed t he Rio Grande, and wer e raid ing t h e ranche s o f A me r ican citizens, the troopers had follow e d their tra il and d riv e n them in t o a hid ing-place in the m o un tain country when as night came on worn out w i th their hard rid ing for several days, they had enc amped earl y i n the even ing, thei r horses be i n g almost completel y dead beat. command consisted of the captain, two lieutenants, a surgeon, and sixty men, all }Vell mounted, armed and equipped, yet a small force to venture so far in to the conn try of the fierce Comancl1es. They all knew their danger, yet were glad to press on, believing that before long they must overtake the Mexican bandits they were Jlllr s uing, and whose trail showed that they were some thirty in number, not over a da y's ride a h e a d of t h em, and tra v eling very slow, the latte r fac t pro.;in g that their hors e s were m o re nearly broken down than were those o f the troop e rs. / Having s e lecte d his camp for the ni ght, Captain Vernon Fie ld, a hand s om e offic er, yollng in years for the rank he held, a t once threw his scouts out to guard app roaches to t he encampment, and placed a l ine of sentine ls also a s an extra gu a rd, reali zi11g the danger of a su dd en attack by Comanches, wh ic'l1, thoug h none h ad y e t been seeri, might then be uncomfortabl y near them. An early supper was disposed of, and the men turned i11 for a 1011g rest, all except the scouts, senti nels and Captain Fields himself, for he had insisted upo n dividing the watches with his lieutenants.

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. Seated by the fire which was built i n a canyon smoking his pipe and chatting with Surgeon Sprague, Captain Field suddenly arose to h i s feet as he saw a stranger appear b e fore him like an appari tion, com ing from he knew n ot where The stranger was a tall man, broad shouldered, splendidly formed and dressed in a buckskin suit; the l egg ins being stuck in the tops of his boots Upon his head was a Mexican sombrero richly e m broidered in silver, and about his waist, half hiding liis belt of arms, was a silk sash. His face was as dark as a l\1exican 's, his hair brown, and worn lon g and a long silken mustache, t he ends curled upward, gave him a dashing appear ce. A s erape of gay colors hung from his shoulders i n t he gracefu l manner that the Mexi cans wear them, a nd altogether he was a most striking, handsome, strange-looking person Thougl 1 Captain Field did not realize it then, the stranger somehow bore a singula rly striking resemblance to Buffalo Bill, the famous army scout. Raising his sornbrebro courteo11sl y before Captain Field or Surgeon Sprague could utter a word, he said in a low voice: ''May I ask if you, sir1 are the commander of this troop?" "I am, sir-Vernon Field, captain U nited States Army, a t your service," was the prompt reply "You have a force, sir, 011ly of tiuee officers, five scouts and sixty soldiers?" Yon 11ave co u nted t liem a ll sir, so must know that they double your force of t h i r t y men." "I do no t understand you, Captain Field?" ''Are you not the leader of the l\1exican OtJtlaws, come to make terms wit h me, now I h ave driven yon up into the Comanche country?" The stranger smiled, but answered: "No, sir, I am not a bandit; but permit me to in troduc e myself as a Texan ran c hero "A rancheto up in this country?" "No, my ranch is far from here; bu t hearing that a party of so l d i ers had come he r e in pmsuit of Mexi c an o utlaws, I c am e on t o serve them as a guide, for I kno w this country well, and, in fact, wished t o extricate you from the danger into which the bandits l iave led you.'' "How do you mean?" "I mean that t he o utlaws are fr i en d ly with t Comanches-in fact, the guides are Comanche Indians, and they have led you into a trap." "Then you are not one of those Mexican outlaws?" The words were uttered partly as an assertion, partly as a question, and might or might not be taken offensively. HNo, sir, I am not a Mexican outlaw." "How do you know that the Mexicans and Co manches are allies?'' "I have known it for months, sir, for on<:e I was a captive of the Comanches, and also I have been a prisoner in the hands of the outlaws," so I know both well." "Do you know where these I\lexicans are now encamped?" "I do, sir." "Are there any Comanches near?" "There are 500 Comanches now surroundi11g your camp, sir." "Ah! you know this?" "I have been watching them for the past two hours.'' "May I ask if they have seen the Mexicans?" "They have, s ir, and they attack you with their combined force at dawn." "How did you pass my s entinels and enter my camp?" "I came by a way where no sentinels were sta tioned, sir.'' "And what was your real motive in coming to my camp?'' "I have told you, sir, that it was to save you and your command from death-to ac t as your guide.'' "An unknown guide?" and Captain Field spoke i n a tone of sarcasm. The face of the stranger flushed at the words of Captain Field, but he replied, quietly: "Yes, sir, an unknown guide, ye t I have no proof but my word that I wish to serve you, and I tell you frankly, tl1at t he ou t laws led you in t o a trap, for this i s what is called a blind valley, that is, having no exit save where you cqme in "With the narrow e ntrance blocked by an ambush, and the Indians firing down upo n you from the cliffs, t here will be no hope for you whatever." "Not according to y our wa y o f putting i t, sir, and I tell you frankly that I wish to believe yo u are hon e:-;t; but if there is no exit to this valley how did you ( t it?')

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THE BYFF l\LO BILL STORIES. 3 "I came here, sir, with the aid of my lasso, for I lowered myself from yonder cliff, where my lariat still hangs.,, "Ah! that is the way you dodged my scouts and sentinels?" "My dear sir, yonr scouts do not know this country, surely, for the places where they stand are not canyons, simply chasms that have no outlet, and the danger of an attack upon you need only be looked for from the way you came in, '?r from the tops of the cliffs, so you can realize how completely you are hemmed in.'' "It would s e em so from your description. What do you say, Sprague?'' The surgeon's reply came bluntly: "If this man is a villain, his fac e belies him." "Wake up Cole and Lane, please, and ask them to ome here. The surgeon went off to obey, and in a few mintes returned accompanied by the two lieutenants, ho regarded the stranger with surprise. In a few words Captain Field explained tlie situa tion to .them, and asked their opinion. I ''The man is one of the Mexican band, captain, and is h e re as a spy. I would not trust him on wa s Lieutenant Cole's quic k l "On the contrary, I believe he is what be says he rs," was Lieutenant Lane's response. The stranger showed no emotion at hearing either ff the rejoinders, nor even lo-oked at Surgeon Sprague, ho added: _,. "You are right, Lane, I would trust him.'' "I do not say trust me, Captain Field, so do as you please, for I know what the result will be to you and men. "Ent I would suggest that you order your scouts to f.ush on from their po s itions, and return and report f,he result, for it will take them bnt a short while to Biscover that this valley has not an exit through any of thes e canyons only b y way of the one that you bame in.'' "Lieutenant Cole, order the scout to advance and report the result to me without delay." The officer walked off to obey the order, and turning again to the stranger, Captain Field said: "If w e are entrapped, sir, and the trails guarded, ay I ask how you expect to guide us to safety?'' "The way I came into the valley, sir, over the liffs." "Yott mean that we must climb the lasso to the cliff above?" Yes, sir." "What conld we do on foot in this country sur rounded by hostiles? "Your horses, sir, are worked clown, as you know, and would be of 110 use in a flight; bnt with the fresh ones of the Indians you could not only escape, but by running off their ponies leave them afoot, for they could not recover fresh ones under twenty-four hours.'' "Your suggestion is a good one; but where are these Indian ponies?'' "As the Comanches could not ride in surrounding yonr camp, they went on foot, leaving their ponies in the valley severa l miles from here.'' "And guarded?" "There are nbout a dozen young bucks gnarding them.', "And yo ti could us to their horses?" "I could, sir, along a ridge I know is not guarded, for it begins at the cliff yonder where .my la5 s o hangs. "Following the ridge, it will lead us to a cliff, which we ruu s t also descend by means of a la sso, and then we are in the valley where the pouies are, and the braves who are encircling yon a re miles away. "My idea i s to climb the lariat with a number of others, which can be made fast to the pines there and low e r e d, th11s enabling the men to make quick work of it, aucl also draw up their s addles, bridle s and camp equipages. "We can carry them along the ridge and lower them iuto the valle}, where the ponies are." "Your plan is certainly a good one, a11d you in spire me with confiden ce, in SJ?ite of appearance s being against you. "But we must lose ou-r Mexicans, and the expedition prove a useless one.'' "I am not so sure of that, Captain Field, for the outlaws must retreat from here by one of the two and when y ou have made the Comanches be lieve that you, glad to get away, have returned to the fort. you ca11 divide yonr force in two com11Hmds and ambush each pass, for I will guide you to them, and you may be sure that the Mexicans will return across the Rio Grandt! as sure as they believe they r

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIESo can do so, for they would not have come up here had you not pressed them so closely." ''I am glad to hear that, at least; but here come the scouts.'' The scouts came in with Lieutenant Cole, and they were S
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\THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 5 "Thirty feet, sir and the la s soes could be made fas t to these trees." ''Where are the Indian guards?'' "Do y ou see that break in the range, sir, relieved against the sky?" "Yes." "That is the pass into the valley, and half of the guards are there, the others being over a mile away where there i s a pas s out of the valley." "All right; I will d e scend first with you." The 1as soes having had one end made fast to the stunted p ine s g rowin g on the e dge of the cliff, the cap t ain and the strange guide swung themselves over and de scen ded into the valle y Then the scouts follo w ed, and were o r dered to re c onn oitre while the men and th e traps. were being lowered. One las s o w as left in plac e as the last ma11 came down, and just th e n the scouts came back reporting that there must be hundreds o f poni e s in the valle y as they were sc attere d about, some staked out and others running loose. The staked animals were quickly brought up and br i dled and saddled, while others had the packs s trapped on them. Then the gui de s aid: "We can get upon the India n guard, sir, b y ad vancing on foot with the p onies as though they were grazing near. "To make a perfect s ucct! ss of it I would advise that no shot be fired, but that picked men rush in on the Indians and silently kill or capture t h em, and I will be glad to le a d the party to make the attack." ''Give me your hand, guide, for I have perfect confidence in y ou, an d you are no lon g er a t the muz zle cf a revolver in what you do,'' said Captain Field, frankly extending his hand to tbe stranger. It had been with sad hearts that the soldiers had left their horses behind them, for they were splendid animals and like comrade s to them. Only the fact that they could not go further with out several days' r e st, and could not be carried away with them the wa y the retreat had to be made, recon ciled th e m in lea ving them. 'l'here w ere as many of th e men who doubted the strange guide as tho se who trusted him, so that Lieutenant Col e had a large following in that respec t ; but wh en they foun d th e Ind i a11 ponies and W:".r e ag a in mounted, with so me 400 poni e s to dri ve off with them, a long with the traps and equipments of the Comanches left with their h o rses, Lie ut e n ant Cole wa s ab out the onl y one with pe r ha p s tw o o r three exceptions, who still had a b eli ef that t he stranger would prove treac h erous. When Captain Field s a id wh a t he d id, and offer e d his hand to the guide, the lieut e n ant had h as tened to remark: "I still believe, Captain Field, that y ou a re m ak ing a sad mistake." "If I am, Lieutenant Cole, as comman de r of thi s expedition, I will be the most to suffer if there is a mistake made, while if I fall, Lieutenan t L aue, who ranJ.:s you, will be in command, thus r eli e vin g yo u again from respon si b ility." This cutting repl y silenced Lieutenant Cole effect ively, and Capta i n F i eld, picking out a dozen sol diers, along with the sc o uts, s a i d : "Now, gu i de, we will foll o w your lead to capture that I nd ian guard and r e member, men, no s h o t must be fired un l ess to save life. "Lieutenant Lane, follow with the rest of th e force, save those who are surrounding the he r d of ponies to drive after us." With this the strange guide led th e wa y in the darkness, setti11g the example by not r i din g bu t leading his h orse, a spott ed pon y bea rin g th e s addle and bri dle of a chief. As they c ame in clos e r under th e s ha dows of the lofty range tlie d arkness deepened, but a g low ahead showed where a c a mpfire was fli ckerin g and the gui de whisper ed: "That is tbe p ass s ir, and we can get clos e upon them without b eing suspected." Shielded by their ponies, the men drew n ea rer and near e r to where the Comanches were lying to gu a rd the pass out of the valle y If it was as the strange guide had said, there were not OV!ir half-a-do z en Indians there, all, e x c ept o ne, bejng doubtless asleep "The on e on gu a rd st ands y onder u n der the cliff, and I will try a ru s e to get close to him," said the g uide, and h e to o k from the o u tfit on th e pon y he ha d appropri a ted the fantastic red bonnet of a chi e f and placed it tt pon hi s head Then, mounting, he rode on alone, leaving the captain and his men to s till a d vanc e beh i nd their ponies. They s aw him disapp ear und e r th e sh a dow of the /"

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THE BUFF J\LO BLL STORIES. cliff, but did not see that an Indian guard stepped out in front of him, believing him to be a chief It was the guard's last act, for with a sudden bend of the body t he guide grasped him by the throat, and quick as a flash a revolver fell upon his head with a crashing blow. Releasing his grip upon the Indian's throat tre form fell limp and unconscious to the ground, and the guide rode a t once toward the glow of the fire visible among the rocks. He motioned to Captain Field to come on with his men, and leaving two soldiers to hold the horses, the others came quickly forward. "Did you find a guard there?" whispered the cap tain. "Yes, he is off duty forever," was the low response, and the guid e casting his war bonnet across his sad dle led the way to the camp among the ro c ks. A few paces had they gone when they beheld a small fire, a nd around it lay half-a doz e n blanketenveloped forms, all apparently fast asleep. The guide, Captain Field, and the scouts moved ahead, the soldiers following, and with a bound the y threw themselves 11po11 the sleeping Indians, clutch ing at their throats to stifle an outcry, and endeavoring to use their knives. The struggle was short, fierce, and 011ly the hard breathing of the combatants broke the silence; but the soldiers hastened up and aided in mastering the half-dozen redskins, who were quickl y silenced for ever, for an escape, or a w a rcry might ruin all, so no mercy could be shown them. There was a halt made tliere for the rest of the command to c o m e up, and the ponies to be formed for a drive, the guide standing apart and waiting for all to be in readiness to start. That he could now be trnsted not a soul doubted, un less it was Lientenant Cole who was still blinded b y his prejudice against hi 111. But Captain Fie ld now believed thoroughly in his stran g e gnide, and wl1e11 the troopers came up with the herd, he rod e ahead with him, the stranger seeming fo know the country perfectly in the darkr1ess. Thus w as the retreat of the troopers begun, the long line winding, like a serpent, amon g the ca11yoi1s and valleys of the mountains and leaving the Co. manches surroul1Pi11g their camp, deserted by all save the horses. CHAPTER CLVIIL A LAME APOLOGY. When the day dawned the troopers, with their large herd of ponies, were fifteen miles away from the camp in the canyon which had so nearly proved fatal to them. The strange guide was still leading, with Captain Field by his side, aud as the daylight brightened over the range he said: "A mile ahead is a valley where we can ha1t for breakfast, for there is good grass there and plenty of water. "About the time we reach the camping-place the Comanches will be attacking your camp, so that we will rest an hour and still have a long start of them, while you know they will have only the Mexican outlaws' horses and those you left behind to pursue you with, and these ponies are fresh." "Yes, I feel no anxiety whatever, now, for you have saved my command from massacre, that is cer tain; but I regret J1aving to go back, even with our large capture of Indian ponies, without those Mexi can outlaws.'' "I do not thi11k you will have to return without themin fact, as I told yon, there are but two trails back to the R i o Grande, and one of them they will take, so we can ambush them on both and capture the entire party.'' ''You think the Indians will not accompany them?'' "No more. than a few as guides, I think." "We are strong enough to fight a large force, though if the outlaws had an e scort it would be harder to capture them." "Granted, sir; but I do not believe that they will have an Indian guard, as they will beli e ve you were satisfied with getting away and making a capture of their ponies, so will not further molest the Mexi cans.,, "Well, I rely upon your opinion t11oronghly, and I cannot tell you how much I owe to y ou for extricatin g us from the trap into which we had hast ened." "Do nol speak of it, sir, for I acted only from a sense of duty in saving you from what I felt would end in a massacre when I saw you pass on into the mountains on the trail of the outlaws." "You saw us pass, then ?" "Yes, sir." "vVhere were yon?" "A day's r ide from here, sir, hunting."

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THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. "And you have a ranch in this d angerous land, you said?" ''My ranch is some twenty miles from the trail you follow e d, s ir, and from where I s aw yon." "You certainly take big chances, for 110 other ranch is near you. "It is a big ris k, sir, a n d now and then I am the sufferer; b u t I like the wild life a nd its dangers, so dwell there with t he half-dozen cowboys I keep on m y ranch.'' Capta i n Field gazed iuto the fac e of the guide, for it was sunri s e now, a nd h e sa w it di stinctly and he had bee n a n obj ect of inte rest to the soldiers aud scouts who also wishe d t6 have a good look at him by daylight. He s a w a fa c e that was strikingly handsbme a nd expr e s s i ve, while in the large b lack e y es, fringed b y the lon ges t o f l as hes, there was a fascination that all must feel when he l oo ked upo n them. H e certainly was a m a n fa r bey ond the averag e, and what 11::id d riven s uch a m a n to dwell in a wilderness, amid the d eadliest da,ngers n o one could fathom. T hey had now reac hed the valle)i where there w as to be a halt m a de for breakfas t, and as the men file d and one who look s like a M exi ca n, as y ou mus t a dmit.'' "vV e would have taken greate r ch a n ces u o t to h ave fol l owe d his l e a d ; but I felt s u r e th a t y ou w o ul d m::ike a n apology when you s aw that yo u had wron g e d him. "No one is mor e willing to d o so, sir," and s tepping up to the guide, Lieutenant Cole s aid: ''Guide, I wronged you, I find, in s u specting you of treachery, an d I hope you will forget it. But you look like a Mexican, and in fact, have, I d e tect, just the slightes t accent in your Englis h, s o seeing y ou come into our camp, it was but natural I s hould mis take you for an outlaw. "Now, I guess we can trus t you." Ca p t ain Field's looks darkened at the word s of Lieutenant Cole, while he s aid in a low tone to Lie u tenant Lane: "By J o ve! the apology is w o r se t ha n i f he had said nothing-Cole i s an a ss." "Yes but li sten." 'rhe guide had heard the word s of Lieutenant Cole unmoved, and yet there wa s a brighte r glance of the eye, a s he replied in his gentle w ay: by whe re Cap t ain F ield stood with the g u i d e t h e men "As for your opinion of m e Lieutenant Col e, I followe d the e xample of Liellt enant L a n e a nd salute d care nothing whatever, and, a s your a pology t o me the guid e as well a s t heir co mmand e r implie d how yoll f eel, I receive it wit h the indiffe r-The larg e h e rd of p o ni es, and a splendid lot they ence it de serves, and he turned on hi s heel an d w a s were, a t once began to crop the juicy g rass whil e walking avvay whe n Captain Fie ld called out: having p l a ce d a guard around them, the men dis "Come, guide, you breakfas t with us h e re. Cole mo11nte d and b egan to prepare bre<1kfa s t, forg etting meant well, onl y express ed hims elf their fati g ue in t h eir j oy a t thei r e s cape an d all en"I expres sed m ys elf jus t as the guide ha s s een fit tlrn s ia stic in their praise of the stra ng e guide. to miderstand it, ' wa s the lieutenant's quick re s pon se. Lieute n ant Lane a t o nce ro d e up to t he guide, and 'l'o the r etort of Lieutenant Cole the guide made thtowing himself from the saddle said : no response, while Captain Fie ld and Lieutenant "Allo w me to thank y ou, s ir, for your re s cue of us Lalle both s ee med d eeply amazed a t the conduct of and mos t masterl y retreat." their brother officer. The g ui d e grasped his hand warmly an d replie d : Ignoring the junio r lieutenant, the g u id e turned to "I am e qually as g la d to have serve d you, li e u tenthe captain and sai d : ant, as yo u w e r e to e s cape." "I thank you, sir, but I have m y h a v e r sack of Liei1te11ant Col e had a ls o dra,vn n ear, but as he provi s ions on m y sa ddle, for I le f t my owu hors e sai d nothing to the gnide Captain F iel d remarked : ov e r unde r tlie m ountain yonder, when I followe d on "Mr. Co k d o you n o t d eem an apolo g y due to our,,. your trail la s t evening, for on foot it is not h alf the g o od friend t h e re, a s he h a s proven tha t your fears distance we had to ride to get here." of treachery w e r e without the s li gl1t e s t foun dation?" I'll send after your horse, for you must breakfas t "I d o owe him an apo logy, Field, and with us. will make it. "Thank you, I will, and I'll have time to go after "But we took big chances 111 trusting a stranger, him before breakfas t is ready," and throwing him-

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. s elf upon the spotted pony, be rode rapidly away in the direction he had pointed out. "He's gotten off now, and ten to one he ambushes us before nightfall," growled Lieutenant Coie. 'See here, Cole, what is the cause of your unmanly, if I may so express it, attack upon that man?" said Captain Field, wa rmly. "I do not like yo11r way of putting it, Captain_ Field; btlt I flatt e r myself I am a reader of huma11 na t ure, and that man has treachery stamped upon every fea ture." "On the contrary, I admire his face immensely, for it is manly, fearless, intelligent, yet a trifle sad," remarked Lie11tenant Lane. "I agree with y ou, Lane, it is a face to fascinate one, and he w ou ld be a dangerous fellow among the ladies," said Captain Field. "Yes, the serpent fascinates the bird," sneered Lie11tenant Cole. "Well, Cole, he bas saved us from certain death, and I wish yo11 to trea t him with the respect he deserves," sternly said the captain. 1 "Oh, I'll treat him a ll right;. but see how he re ceived my apology." "But such an apology, Cole," laughed Lieutenant Lane. "Well, I eased my conscience by it, and so let it go; but I fear we will yet rue meeting our m y sterio11s guide." "I will bear the responsibility if we do, so let the matter drop," said Captain Field, showing that he cared to hear no more upon the stlbject. Just as breakfast was announced by the cook of the officers' mess the guide was seen returning leading a large, jet-black hors e, _equipped with a superb Mexican saddle and bridle, mounted and adorned with solid silver. A gay serap e was rolled behind the cantle, thsre were saddle pockets on either side, with panther-skin covering, a lariat hung at the massive silver:encircled horn, and the knowing ones who glanced at the outfit whispered that there were hundreds o f dollars in the saddle and bridl e alone, while the horse was a magnificent animal. "I found him in the little canyon where I had hemmed him and he has had p lenty to eat and a rest since yesterday afternoon, so is good for a long trail," the guide remarked to Captain Field, who, with others, was admiring the animal and his equipments. The bteakfast b eing ready they all fell to in earnest, having vigorous appetites, and under the influence of a hearty m eal, Lieutenant Cole offered the guide a cigar, which was, 11owever, declined with than ks. After breakfast was over the guide led Captain Field to one side, and taking a piece of paper fro m his pocket, rapidly sketched with his pencil a map of the p osition where they then were, the deserted camp over twent y miies away and wl1ere lay the Indian village, with the two trails, one of which the Mexican 011tlaws must follow on their way back across the Rio Grande. .The map showed the skillful hand of an artist, and was just what Captain Field most desired. "Yon see, Captain Field, that we can all follow one trail to the first p nss, and leaving a part of your force there, I c a n then lead the others to the second pass, which is twenty miles away." "I see, sir. "Having come by the trail we are now on, neither the Mexicans nor the Indians will suspect that we wi11 double and go back to the passes, either one of which can be held by a small against a large force. "Should the Indians even escort the Mexicans you can check them at the passes." "And we can am bus h them there?" "Readily, sir, especially if the Indians do not come along, for yon can get the Mexicans into a trap at either pass from which there i s no escape." i'11hen I leave the arrangements in your hands, to place u s as you deem best, and we are ready to start when you wish." "It would be well, sir, to start at once, for should the Indians follow us here, and they doubtless will, discovering that our trail turned off toward the passc:s, they would at once know our intention; but should we hold on from here toward the fort, they will consider that .we have gone thither." ''You are right, sir, but how far will we have to travel on the back trail before we turn back?" "To the river marked here, sir, about a dozen miles away. "\Ve can cross and then keep on up the banks to a ford twenty miles above and there can recross to the pass."

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THE BU ff A.LO BILL STORIES. 9 "You plan well, and, as I said before, you are oui: guide, so we follow your lead. 11 "I thank you, sir, for your confidence in me, espe ciall y as I came to yon nnder very suspicious circmn stances, and I really do not censure Lieutenant Cole for doubting me. "But there is one thing I wish to ask of you, Cap tain Field, before I guide you to the passes." "You have but to name your terms, sir. 11 "Pardon me, sir, bu t you misunderstand me, though perhaps it was my way of expressing myself. "I do not wish pay for my services, though, after all, I do ask for terms,'' and the guide seemed greatly embarrassed. "Name your terms, please." "I ask, sir, in return for my services, that when your men fire upon the Mexicans they will be ordered not to kill the chief, and more, that you will gz've ltinz kis .freedom,'' was the surprising request of the mysterious volunteer guide. CH.APTER CLIX. THE GUIDB'S STRANGE DEMAND. That Captain Field was surprised at the demand of the guide there was no doubt, for his amazement was reveale d in his handsome face. He, however, expressed no surprise by words, but simply s aid: "Let me understand it, guide, just as you make the request." ''I ask you, sir, in return for guiding you to the passes, where you are almost certain to am bus h the returning l\Iexican outla ws, yes, and capture them, that you will allow me to take possession of the chief." "To avenge yourself upon him for some wrong do11e y ou, may I ask?'' "()h, no, sir, to set "You wish to set free this hated outlaw chief?" "Yes, sir." "Are you aware that it is Juan Elmo, the Mexi can?'' "I am, sir." "A man who is known, from his red deeds, as 'Butcher,' 'The Merciless,' and whom even the Mexi cans call 'The Devil'?" "'!'hat is the man, sir." Continuing somewhat warmly, the captain said: "A man upon whose head there is a price set of $s ,ooo in g old. 11 "That reward, sir, I will myself pay to your men if you give him into my keeping.'' "You certainly make a most snrprisi11g demand." "I ask for not another of the band, sir; in fact, will volunteer to guide you across the Rio Grande by night to the stronghold of the outlaws, where you cau capture a dozen more of the band, with quanti ties of booty, ponies and their complete outfit; but I do ask for this man Juan Elmo, the Mexican marauder." "And I canuot understand your p leading for the life of such a man, so must d ecline t o grant you r demand, guide." "I am sorry, sir, for my doing so you will wipe out a b and of outlaws, all save their chief." "Can I not do so and capture him also?" "N'o, sir." "Why not?" ''I will not guz'de you to the passes '' "Ah! that is it. But suppose I can find them, for I have here your map." "Captain Fiel d, I fully appreciate your desire to capture this man, and h e deserves death, I admit, but I will not see him go into a trap that will bring him to the gailows any more than I would aUow you and your men to be ambushed b y your foes." Capt
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10 THE BUfff\LO BILL STORIES. ha\ e been c ertain death, I will grant your demand, and if Elmo, the Mexican, is cciptured, he shall be turned over to you, for with his band wiped out, aud stronghold captnred, for I shall hold yon to yuur promise to guide me to it, he will be no longer dangerous.,' "I thank yon, sir, and I sincerely hope that he can be convinced that his career of outlawry must end," w
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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. '! 1 guide took up position ahead, where a view of the trail could be seen for miles winding around the mountain. Hardly had they taken position when the keen eye of the guide.detected afar off the coming of the outlaws. ''There they come," he said, quietly, and turning his glass upon them he continued: "Yes, tbey are coming, and at a quick pace, anxious to push on as far as possible to-day, and be able to cross th e Rio Grande before dawn to-night. ''Ah! as I told Captain Field, they have his deserted horses with theru, and I can only make out half-a-dozen Indians in their midst, so that there will not be over two score of them to fight, and the opening volley will reduce the number largely; but ask him to be careful to again warn the men to fire no shot that may kill or wound the chief." The two couriers at once started back on the trail at a trot, the guide calling after them: '''Say to Captain Field to expect them in about an hour." Then, having taken another long look at the coming outlaws, and the trail beyond, to see that there was no protecting force of Indians following them, he started back at a brisk walk to his own comman a. 'fuming off among the rocks he came, after a walk of several hundred yards, to a group of soldiers quietly chatting togeth1e r, smoking or sleeping. But at his coming they quickly sprang to their feet and saluted him politely. "They are coming, men, and will be al on g in half an hour. ''There are, besides the thirty outlq,ws half-a-dozen or more Indians, and they pave, I see, your own horses along, so you will get them back again. ''Be ready to come when you hear my signal, for I shall watch them p'ass, but, rem ember, the chief will be dressed in a handsome Mexican suit and wear a mask, 'while he always rides a or a snow-white stallion, so fire no shot to wound or kill him . ''No, sir, I want to see him taken alive and strung up," said the sergeant, and the mer; were of his way of thinking, for the y kuew not the secret of why they must not wouud or kill the outlaw leader. The guide then went to his place of hiding and it was all of half an hour. before the sergeant heard his signal to come with his men, aud he at once started with them at a double quick. But just as they reached the guide a crashing volley of carbines was heard in the pass that told them Captain ield had sprung the trap. CHAPTER THn OUTLAW CHinF. The guide, after leaving the soldiers, had been but a short while in position which was but a few rods distant from the trail, when he beheld two horsemeu approach ing. They were Mexicans and rode along with the cautious looks of scouts. Soon after came a horseman leading a score of others, who followed a respectful distance behind him. Though all were dressed in tbe Mexican garb, the one in advance wore a very elegant costume, elaborately trimmed with gold braid, while his sombrero was jet black and handsomely embroidered. In the front of the crown glittered the jeweled serpent Captain Field had spoken of and over bis face, concealing it perfectly, was a mask of woven wire. His saddle, bridle and equipments were very hand some and richly adorned, and he sat bis horse with the perfection of grace and equestrian skill. His form was tall, his shoulders massive, and he looked like one born to lead, even though he led men to deeds of crime. 'l'be meu who immediately followed him were all well mounted equipped and armed, and they also wore black sombreros which bad given them the name of the "Black Hats." Behind these came a drove of fine hors es, about a hun dre.d in munber, and the animals which Captain Field and his men had b ee n forced to leave in the canyon. Following these, a number of which carried pack saddles, were a dozen more of the "Bl ack Hats," driving the animals, and keeping them well up behind the advance force, while in their rear rode a Comanche chief and ten braves. The Indians had just gotten out of si.ght when the guide gave the sig11al, a nd the sergeant a nd his men quickly came and took their places in the stands already select e d for them. Then it was that they beard Captain Field's men open fire upon the advance from his ambush. When the captain gave the order, the two Mexican scouts were almost upon them, with those following within easy range. "Remember, men, fire on each side o f the chief, who, you see is masked and be c areful in your other shots also not to kill or wound him-now, all ready-fire!" The two scouts had bee n ordered to drop the Mexican and the soldiers had all aimed at the force with the chief, and the shots rang out almost as one rifle. Both of the Mexicau scouts dropped from their sad dles, and of the force immediately with the chief half-a dozen more fell, and also several horses.

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12 THE B UFF ALO BILL S TORll:So Hardly liad the rattle of the rifles died away when the chief called out in Spanish: "\Ve are ambushed, men! "Back to the Indian village, for your lives!" The force wheeled quickly, but the-soldiers w ere picking out their men now and several fell, while the retreat upotJ the horses and those in the rear threw them int o confusion, which was increased by the fire of the g uide and his force opening in their rear. The retreat had begun, when suddenly several of the Indians fell under the fire in their rear, and as the Mexicans crowded upon them they too were shot down by auother well-aimed vo ll ey 'Pick off your men now at will," ordered the guide, coolly, and a shot from the repeating rifle with which he was armed brought down the Comanche chief. Beaten in their front and in their rear, huddled to gether in terror and confusion, and seeing soldiers now advam:i;1g 11pon them, es cape upon either side was impossible, ti.le Mexicans yelled loudly for quarter. But their cries were silenced by tlie thnnder tones of their chief, who shouted out: ''Cowardly dogs! Do y o u cry for mercy from bullets, to cl ie later at the end of a rope? "Follow me and cut your way b ack to safety!" A che e r answered these brave words, and 'the Mexicans, to the number of a dozen, rallied around their chief, the remainder shrinking from the charge and holding up their hands for mercy As ti.le chief and those following him dashed away in the ride for life, the India11s al so joined them, and they swept back upon the guide and his men, who had barred their retreat. As ti.Jey rushed on they were met by a volley that brought down horses and men and sent the rest back in flight from the terrible tire, for a shot from one of the soldiers h 'ad brought the outlaw chief's horse to the ground, anti bis rider fell heavily and lay motionless. The scene in the canyon was a thrilling oue, even terrible, fur shots rattled viciously, the soldiers cheered, the outlaws cursed savagely, a11d the warcry of the Indians raug above all, with the answering cries of the scouts a11d the neighing and snorting of. frightened horses, all made tenfold more by the echoes that rnng back and forth from amoug the cliffs. In the midst of this scene the strange guide had run to the side of tbe fall e u chief of the outlaws. He him half dazed by his fall, but, conscious of his danger, he. was struggling to rise, and, s eeing a form approaching, he raised his reyolver and fired. But his hand was unsteady, his eye untrue from his fall and he missed his aim. Before he could pull trigger a second time the guide grasped the weapon aud cried: ''Hold Do you not know me?'' "Ha! What does thi s mean, that you are w i t h my foes?" and the struggled to bis fee t while he continued, savagely: "You are a traitor to me, and I will kill you!" ''I am here to befriend you, for your life is in my 'hands. "See! your men are cryiug for quarter, and not one will escape "Come with me-quick! or I will not answer for the result.'' The chief went silently along, supported by the arm of the guide, for his steps were still unsteady. The guide led him quickly among the rocls toward where he and the soldiers had been in ambus h and if seen by the soldiers 110 notice was taken of it. "Now y ou are safe, for there is a hiding-place among those rocks where you can remain until the command moves on. '' \Vben it does, come out, for you can see from yonder rocky po ,int when they take the trail. You \Yill find a horse rnddled and bri dled l ef t for ypu, and food and a cantee n of water as well for I will leave them. ''Your weapons will also be there, and you must disguise yourself as you have done before in visiting me, a n d make your way to my ranch, where I 'will soon join you, for you canno t cross the river until it is safe for you to do so. "Now I must be off or. they may come here." "One moment,'' cried the chief, eagerly. ''Yes.'' ''You are the traitor-who led these men here?" ''I am true to myself, and .my conduct to you now p roves that I am no traitor to you. "There is your hiding-place, and if you value your life go to my ranch and await my coming." With this the guide turned away, unheeding the call of the chief for him to remaiu. Twice did the masked outlaw raise the revoher he still held and take deliberate aim at the retreating form o f the guide. But each time he was prompted uot to pull trigger, aud the form of the guide disappeared among the rocks, a11d at once realiziug his danger, the masked outlaw ran quickly t o the cliff and climbed the rocks to the hiding place pointed out to him. When he reached the scene of the combat the guide saw that the soldiers had been too busy gathering up the prisoners and looking after the wounded to notice his departu re with the outlaw chief. The two forc e s bad joined, catching the outlaws in

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 13 Jet ween them, and not a man had escaped other than :he outlaw leader. The Comanches bad suffered a lo ss of half their party, m d several of those escaping death were wounded, but l tood defiant and calm awaiting the fate that might be .heirs. Over half the outlaw band had been slain, and for hose who bad surrendered half-a-dozen were wounded or Jess severely. their horses, and booty on the pack animals be ugiug to the were all in th: of the ictors, who were delighted over their triumph. Still the soldiers had not escaped unscathed, a s four i\lere dead and fully a dozen bad received slight wouuds, the latter being Captain Field, who got a bulle t r hrou g h his arm, but made light of it. With the dead and the dying, and over a score of dead orses on the field, the canyon presented indeed a very oattle-like appearance, and the men that had escaped their liYes considered themselves most fortunate. I ''Ab, guide, I was looking for you to thank you for a ictory that is complete, for we owe it to you that our uccess was so great," and Captain Field offered h.is iaud to the guide, who responded in his quiet way: "Your success is only marred, Captain Field, by the scape of the chief; but I did my duly by him, and your ictory is a glorious one, while I am now ready to guide ou to his strono-hold and compl ete the good work." "' I ''And I am ready to start when you will; but I was old that the chief had fallen by some stray shot, and I as fearful you might misundersta11d it after my promse to you." ''No, no, it was a soldier who shot his horse, and I o not belie,;e intentioiially. "The chief fell heavily, but I led him away and g a ve iim his release, so you can make what report you please, ir, upon the matter, e ven stating your terms with me." ''No, I shall report the chief's escap e that is all. "Now about leaving here?" "I thiuk it would be well, sir, to bury the dead out laws and the redskins here, sir, carry your slain soldiers on to the other side of the river, where we camp to night, and there give the m burial, and from there the orce can divide, those going to the fort and tliose to ttack the stronghold." I will at once give the order, sir," and Captain Field ing out of the outlaw band will do a great deal of good in making them dread your power, and show them that you dared to invade their own country and got out of it with victory on your side." "A good idea, and we will set them free when we are

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/ 14 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. ready to leave camp, letting them think we remain be hind to guard the force t!rnt l ea v es early. "Lieutenant C o le, you will take command of the force tha t goes to the fort, for you, Lane, I wish to accom pany me, and you \Vill pick out a sergeant, corporal and sixteen men, with two of the scouts, to go with you." "What report shall I make to the colone l, sir?" asked Lieuteuant Cole. "None. Simply say that I will make my report upon my return." ''May I ask, sir, how it was that the chief of the out laws escaped after his horse was shot down, aud be, I believed, wounded?'' Captain Field's face flushed, but ere he could reply the guide said in his calm way: ''I aided him to escape, Lieutenant Cole, for, as pay for my services, I was given by Captain Field the life and fr ee dom of the outlaw chief. "My motjve for releasing him I shall not explain, as I consider it none of your business," and fhe guide walked quickly away without waiting for Lieutenant Cole's response. That Lieutenant Cole had b een the one to disobey orders a bout the outlaw chief, aud bad fired upon him, missing his mark, but killing his horse Captain Field felt assured when he asked the question about the l eader of the b audits. The prompt answer of the guide had relieved Captain Field from making any= explanation, and a ll could s ee that Lieutenant Cole was con siderably cut by the retort he bad rec eived As the guide had walked away so quickly the lie u t en ant could not r eply to him, bu t said to Captain ''The guide did want pay after all for his services, and got it, too "If you do not !ike my conduct of thi s expedition, Mr. Cole, prefer charges agaiust m e upon your return to the fort but l e t me have no more of your slurs and i ll temper now," sharply said Captain Field, while Lie u tenant Laue remarked, with fervor: ''Yes, Cole, you are ungenerous, for I think the lives of all of us, the victory we have won, a nd the capture of hundreds of horses and booty are cheap indeed at the price asked by that splendid f e ll ow, not to speak of the attac k ou the stronghold which be is to guide Cap t ain Field to. "If you have any complaint to make bring your charges, and you will find that you have mad e a mistake," and Lieutenant Lane wa lked away to joiu the captain and the guide. The latter made no comment regarding Lieutenant Cole, but when Lieutenant Lane went off to pick the men who were to accompany them to the outlaws' stronghold, leaving Captain Field alone with the guide, the latter said: ''You doubtless observed, Captain that I rode away from the canyon camp on the spotted pony I had selected the night in th. e valley, and returned on foot?" ''Yes, Cole attracted my attention to the fact." ' I took the pony, sir, with a Iiaversack of provisions, cantee n of water and a serape to leave for the outlaw chie f Elmo, as I promised him I would, a nd to have left him on foot, without anythi11g t o eat, would have b ee n cruel even toward one who bin:self is merciless. "I told him t'o make bis way toward the Rio Grande, and I trust, sir, you will never again bear of E lmo, the Butcher." "It will be a victory to get rid of him so easily, and I shall frankly report the small return you asked for all your gallant services to me and my command, though, naturally, I should have been glad to have seen the man hanged," and no more '''as said upon the subject. The next morning the force t111der Lieutenant Cole pulled out for the fort, all of a four days' ride at the pace they would have to travel, and the wounded were carried along on tra vois attached to the Indian ponies. With tbe pack animals and 1arg e herd of ponies, not to speak of their wounded, the soldiers had their hands foll but went off cheerily, with the good wishes of the comrad es they left b e h ind. The latter force had been cut d own for hard work, the men all picked for their n erve and endurance, and ali the horses selected as well. S everal extra animals were taken along in case of acci deu t, and only two pac k a11imals be aring provisions. After an early dinner t he captivB Indians were given the provisions set aside for the m and they were told to return to thei r people with all dispatch, taking their comrades with them. They seemed surpr.ised, yet pleased, and at once took advantage of the permission, 11ot nnderstanding what it meant. When they were out of sight the command was or dered to ruonut, and the guide rode to the front, Captain Field riding by bis side. The pace was SEi'.t at a steady trot, and that the guide knew the country thoroughly all saw by the manner in wl1ich he saved every foot by cutting off the distance .when it could be done. A camp was made near the Rio Grande, before sun set, aud supper was prepared and men and horses had a rest and food, after which they mounted, forded the river oncl at a rapid canter followed the guitle through the darkness, and in Mexico he seemed also to know his way thoroughly. A sharp ride of a dozen miles up into the mountains brought the party to a heavily timbered canyon, and uuder the direction of the guide the troopers charged in upon a group of a do be huts, surrounding them in an instant. 'l'he surprise was complete, and though the dozen out laws there showed fight when several of their number f e ll, the others cried for quarter, and were made p ri s oners, only one escaping in the darkness A large number of horses, and much booty, as well, taken from American homes, was quickly secured. and within an hour after the arrival of the troopers they were upou their return to the river, driv-ing their recaptlued auimals before them. Crossing the Rio Grande without meeting a soul, they pushed rapidly ou a nd wept into camp only when miles vvere left b e tween the m and the river. After a rest of couple of hours, the command again started on the trail, but at a slower pace than before, and after a few miles, the guide said: ''That is your trail to the right, Captain Field, and mine goes to the left, for I leave you now." "What? You will not go on with me to the fort?"

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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. ''No, sir, I have a duty that calls me to my ranch. Some day I hope we may meet again, and if you to make a raid into the Comanche country I will be glad to as your guide." Entreaties for him to go on were of no avail, and Cap tain Field was compelled reluctantly to bid him goodby, while the men drew up and salute
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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. Tu the question of Lieutenant Cole he replied in a low tone: "Your memory is short-Ii ved Lieutenant Cole, that you fail to recognize me, for we have met before and under circumstances one cannot readily forget." "Ah! you are the unknown guide!" ''Yes, I am the guide, sir, and I beg to offer an apology for my intrusion into the privacy of your camp by stating that once more I come to warn you of dauger and to offer my services.'' "We have as our chief scout aud guide Wild Will, a man whom you must have heard of so we r e ally do not need your services, sir, though thanking you." "I have heard often of Wild Will was the unmoved rejoinder, "and acknowledge his just fame as a s cout; but even he cannot tell what is on the trail of him and hence I am here to warn you, and glad indeed am I to be abl e to do so now that I s ee that a re ladies in the party." ''As c011 1mander of the escort sir, I am willing to trust to Wild Will to guide us," replied Lieutenant Cole. But behi n d him came the words: ''I am not, lieutenant, when this g entleman states there are dangers ahead on the trail which Wild Will cannot kuow of or disco v er until too late, perhaps.'' The spe aker was Wild Will himself, and turniug upon him Lieutenant Cole asked: "Do you admit that you are at fault iu the trail, Wild Will?" "Oh, no, lieutenant, the trail is all right; but what danger is there in it is the question. "I have just come in from a s cout, but discovered nothing, and yet I saw this gentleman enter our camp unse en b y anyon e until be got close to this fire, as I followed him, and if he is the guide of whom I have heard who saved Captain Field and his command, I have full faith in him." "Well said, Wild Will, for I saw Field's report of that expedition and bis m ysterious guide. Are you that man, sir?" and Colonel Monastery approached the stranger. "I am, sir." "You appear to l ike the Mexican attire, rather than our simple garb, but that is uotbing against you, and I am glad to meet you The colonel offered .his band, which the guide took, raising his sombrero courteously as he did so. Then Lieuteuant Cole ''I am sorry, Colonel Mqnastery, that the guide and I have ne v er seemed to agree, though I confe s s the valu a ble services he rendered us, for I was one of C aptain Field's officers, you know, on that expeditiou after the outlaws, but I think now we can trust wholly to the guidance of Wild Will." "I am no fool, Lieutenant Cole, and I wish to know what danger lies before me," was the scout's blunt response, and Marcelite smiled as she saw how it rnight be taken that the lieutenant was a fool in declining advice. Colonel Monastery re p lied : "I will be glad to h ear what you have to report, when you explain how you g ot into om c am p un se en ? As the colonel bad taken the matter in baud, Lieuten-ant Cole was compe1led to remain silent, but he anxiously watched for the replyof the guide. ''I came down the mountain, sir, and passed in be tween your sentinels, not wishing to attract the atten tion of several Indian scouts who have been watcJ::iing you, by having a sentinel challenge me." "Do you mean that Indi an scouts are watching this cam p sir?" asked Wild Bill, quickly. ''There were three who were watching the c amp, but tpey returned to the valley just before I came between your line of guards.'' "Then they came from ahead on the trail?" "Yes, sir." "Will yon inform me just what tl1e danger is that w e lrnve to meet?" asked the colone l with an anxious glauce at his danghter and Mrs. Silve s ter. "Let me expl ain, sir, that I hav e a ranc h to the southwest of here some forty mile s and wh ile hunting to-clay on the ran g e be y ond, my g l ass revealed a larg e b and o f Indians in the pass through this range. I saw b y the i r positi on and a c tion s that they wer e lying in ambus h for so m e one, and at on c e d e cided to warn whoe ver i t wa s of thei r dan ger if I could r ea ch them in time. "I accordingly cros s ed th e ran g e and the plain be t\\"een it and this one ahead, left m y horse a few mi les from here in the mountains, and ca m e on foot to I ie in wait in the trail. ''But when I reache d tl1e valley I saw three Indian scout s on foot watching this clump of timber, and then I discovered that whoever it was that they had gone into ambush for had camped here. "I watched their movements until after nightfall, when seeing them depart, I came here to warn you, sir, and also to offer ruy services as guide to lead you by a trail I know o ver the ran g e, and thus avoid the amhush prepared for you by the Comanches, who are all of t:wo hundred in number." CHAPTER CLXIII. NIGHT RIDE. The ters e, calmly-told story of the guide was listeued to by all with the deepest interest, the two ladies especially impressed by his splendid form and very handsome, sad face and modest bearing. Colonel Monastery was about to reply when Lieutenant Cole said: "Warned of our danger, colonel, caunot Wild Will be our guide around to avoid it, as we have not force enough to fight the Comanches." ''Pard on me, lieutenant, but I know only this trail we are on, never having been but once before in this country, so I could not guide you by around the pass, for it must be done to-night," Wild Will responded. "What objection have you to this man being our guide, Lieutenant Cole, after he has warned us of our dan ger?" the colouel asked, somewhat sternly, for he could not but notice that the young officer wished to get rid of the guide. "My obje c tion, colonel, is not to be under obligation to outs iders, when we can do for ourselves."

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18 THE BUFFJ\lO BILL STORIES. you the sight that caused me to try and prevent you going into an ambush.'' ''I will be glad to see it,'' answered the colonel, and gave the necessary orders. The command then moved ou, oue of the scouts leading, for they bad come into a well-defined trail and the guide had told him that a mile away they would find a good camping-place. Those whom he had asked to remain dismounte:l and awaited the coming of dawn. Gradually the day brightened, and hiding among the rocks on the mountain top, the guide said: 'Now direct your glasses at the foot oJ yonder high cliff, where you will see a small clump of timber.'' They did so, aud Colonel Monastery sa i d quickly: "There is an Indian camp there, and their horses are grazing upon the little meadow near the cliff." ''Yes, sir, and they are guarding the pass through which you were corning ''In fact, sir, they are now waiting for you to ride into an ambush, for their thre e scouts reported last night that you bad gone into camp in the valley, instead of pressing. on to the carupiug-place at the mouth of the pass. "They will soon discover that you do not come, and scouts will be se n t out to reconuoitre, and it will be shown that you have l e ft. ''The n the s e will follow you o ver the mountain with part of their force, while. the others will pusll on to whe re you crossed the plaiu and then pursue." ''That is just what they will do, aud, pard, I, for one, owe you my life," said Wild Will. "For if we had gone into that pass not one of us would have escaped, that is certain," and Wild Will grasped the hand of the guide. "Yes, you certainly have saved us from an awful fate," and the colonel spoke with deep emotion as be thought of his beautiful daughter as being killed or falling alive into the ban d s o f the savage s. Captain Silvester had the same thoughts, and be, too, w a s profuse in his gratitude to the guide, who remarked: "Now, there is but one thiug to do, as I s e e it. ''My horse is u ear the camp where I sent the com mand, and, if you, Wild Will, will go and get your breakfast and fetch him to me, I will remain here and watch those redskins. "It will be a couple of hours yet, Colonel Monastery, b e fore they really will be able to start iu pursuit, and theu they have to cross the pl ain, and this range, so you have all of fiv1e hours' start, after resting "But their horses are fresh, whi le yours are jaded, as well as your people, and I would suggest, sir, that you leave Wild Will here with me and a couple of scouts and eight soldiers to make a stand at this very place. 'We can beat them back, for they will suppose your whole force is here, and then Wild Will and his men can hasten on after you, I remaining a lone to keep up a fire with my repeatiug rifle. "When they again attack I will hav e gone, and the delay will have pL1t even your tired horses beyond all chance of being overtaken. ''Your plan is a good one, sir, all excepting leaving you alone here." ''Do not fear for m e Colonel Monastery, for even if the Indiai1s saw me they would do me no harm." ''Indeed? Then you are their fri end?'' said the colo nel in surprise. ''No, sir; I a m their foe, but they are my friends,'' was the response. CLXIV. THE GUIDE STILL A MYS 'rERY. As the mysterious guide made no explanation of bis remark that he was the foe of the Indians, while they were his friends, Colon e l Monastery did not press him for one, but remarked: ''Wild Will will remain here on the watch, while you go with Captain Silvester and myself to camp and get your own horse. "When the men come back who are to remain here, you can lead them, and we can send Wild Will his breakfast." ''If yol1 so wish, sir, I will,'' said the guide, and he added: ''As there is g o od water and grass in the camp below, and none here, it would be w e ll to take the scout's horse along, and when the rueu return let them come on foot, and pick t 1 p their animals on their r etreat, thus giving them a long r est.'' ''A good idea that," said Wild Will, and he took u p his po sition as s entinel, glas s in hand, while the others rode on clown the range to the camp. It was just a mile away in a hole in the ran ge, where there was a lake and grass and wood in plenty. All except the cooks bad thrown themselves do w n to rest, after the horses were unsaddled and stak ed out, and when Colonel Mona stery rode up with Captain Sil vester and the guide, breakfast was jus t r eady. ''You breakfast w ith us guide," s ai d the colonel. The guide b o we d his thanks and rem oved his sombrero as M a1celite aud M rs. Silvester approached. They then saw b y daylight his darkly-bron z ed fa c e, handsome, fearl es s and full of intelligence. His b la ck h air w as worn long and f e ll in waving masses upon his broad shoulde rs his hands and feet were small and shapely, and his dress was a rich one that of a M e x ican. His manners we r e courtly, his language that of a refin e d a nd educated m a u and his w h o l e be aring was so antagonistic to one who led the w ild life tha t he m u s t, that no one could understa n d the m ystery of his doing so. "It was reported tha t y bur terms with Ca ptain F i eld for the s e rvices you render,ed him were simply the lif e a n d pa r don of the chie f of the outlaws, said Ca p t ain Silvester, a s they were eating breakfast. Ye s, sir, that i s all I as k ed. "You certa inly must hav e h a d some strong motiv e for w i shing to spar e such a m an. for I hav e h eard such ter rible stor i es of E lmo, the M exican." It was M rs. Sil \ester who spoke now, and in respon se the guid e s aid: ''I had a strong noti on, M rs. Silves ter, to return debts of gratitude I ow e d him, though I am sorry to say be is as bad as h e has bee n painted.''

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 19 ''Aud where is be uow ?'' asked Marcelite. ''He weut to l\Iexico after his escape, miss, and I trust will give the United States Government no further trouble.'' "Now, a word about yourself," said the colonel. The guide bo wed in silence. "You are a rancbero, I believe?" ''I am, sir. I live on my ranch a day's ride from here.'' '' 'rhe Ind.ians do uot harm you?'' ' i o, s i r, they are my friends, as I told you, sir." ''Aud you their foe?'' "Yes, sir, for I owe nothing to them, and they are the enemies of all whites, but circumstances once placed rue i11 a positic;m ti.Jat protects me from them.'' "You are a young man, scarcely thirty, I should say, a man of education and refinement, so why not give up this wild life of danger and solitude!" ''I came here, sir, not from choice, but from circumstances beyond my control, and the wild life I lead chimes in with my humor." "Yet you would not refuse to come out of it, if it were possible?" "How do yo u mean, sir?" ''I mean that you have eminently shown yourself fitted for leadership. "Your conduct of Field's expedition he has told me of, and I know what your services last night were. ''Knowing this, and your nerve under trying circumstauces, added to your appearance and bearing, I think I am safe in saying that I can procure for you an appointment as lieutenant in the United States army, for t h e President would be glad to reward your services by such a well-deserved appointment. ' The face o f the gui'1e flushed, and be seeme d to feel what the colonel had said, but replied: ''Thank you, Colonel Monastery, but I do not care for au appoiutment in the Government service other than the one I now hold, though I appreciate your kindness and thank you very much." The colonel, Captain Silvester alld Lieutenant Cole, as we ll as the t wo ladies, looked a t the unknown guide \ vith surprise and increased intere st, for his words, seemingly a ''slip of the tongue," 'other than the one I now hold," were a seeming confession that he was more than a rancbero in reality. ''Then you are in the Government service now?'' sai d the colonel in a direct way. ''I am a Government officer, sir,'' was the direct response, though said with evident reluctance. "And may I ask your name, sir, for we have never known you as other than the unknown and mysterious guide," ventured ti.Je colonel. ''My name is William Frederick, sir," was tlie quiet respo nse. ''Aud where can you obe addressed, Mr. Frederick, by letter, may I ask?" the colonel inquired. ''A letter to me addressed to Fort D--, care of the Antler there, will reach me, as I send there for my snppl ies, sir," was the reply, and lie continued, as though anxious t o escape furthe r questioning: ''.You had better all get what rest you can now for a couple of hour s, and I will return to relieve Wild Will, and. tak e what soldiers y o u may wish to send b ack with me, sir.'' ''Lieutenant Cole, select ten of the best mount ed m e n to return with Mr. Frederick to the top of t h e range, and they are to leave their horses here, but all ready for a hasty departure ''After a rest of two hours more we will continue the march ourselves.'' The lieutenant saluted and walked away to o bey h i s orders. Having obeyed h is orders, Lieutenant Cole returned to the beadq uarters camp to fi11
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20 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. they bad left their camp, aud so had hastened back with ,the news to the large force lying in ambush. There the Indians bad divided, a third of their number mounting in hot baste to follow them over the mountains, while the rest had hastened 011 to bead them off a t the point where they must come down the range into the plain. They knew the perilous path over the range, but did not believe that it was known to the white scouts, or that the party would attempt to make the ride by night. They therefore supposed that they would be able to head them off at the bottom of the range, and with half a bundre:i warriors behind them, they would be caught in a trap almost as secure as the one -that the pass would have been, only they would not be able to surprise them. '!'hey supposed that a scout had gone on at night and discovered them in ambush, and thus thwarted their surprise of the soldiers; but they felt sure of giving them a crushing defeat at the foot of the range, and thus wipe out the stain of their missing Captain Field's com martd a month before, for they little dreamed that, as then, the same mysterious guide had rescued Colonel Monastery's party from a massacre. While Wild Will nte his breakfast the guide was watching the Indians through his glass, and said: ''They have discovered that they were too late, that you have crossed the plains, and already they are start ing upon the trail." ''Oh, yes, even though their ponie s are fresh, they will not be here under two hours and a half." ''And the command will then have been an hour on the march?'' "Yes." ''Where did you wish to make a stand?'' ''Just where we are, Wild Will, for, as you see, they have wind a zigzag trail in coming to this spot, which brings them within range for several hundred yards. ''That is so.'' ''We can drive them back by a hot fire, and then, while they are holding a pow-wow as to what to do, you a11d your soldiers can run down the trail to where your horses are, and the longer rest they have had will soon enable you to overtake the command." ''Aud you, pard ?" ''Oh, I'll stay here, firing a few shots to keep their scouts back, and then mount and ride away. "If y ou a r e not s e en ''Trllst me for that." "Why not go on with me?" ''No, I moot return to my ranch; thank you.'' ''I wish you were an army officer, or at least a scout, sir." The guide smiled, and then told Wild Will what Colonel Monastery had said about wishing to get him a commission. ''Good! he'll do it, and I'll chip -in my little recommend also, for I can vouch for it that, with the exceptio n perhaps of that great scout of the Northwest, there is not one man of the army that can follow a trail or k nmvs the lay of a country as yon do." ''See, those fellows are coming more rapidly than I thought, and they will run on foot up the range, so as to relieve their ponies. ''They will reach here by the time the colonel will have been half an hour on the trail,' said the guide. 1'he two men then sat down and watched the coming Comanches as they pressed on hotly along the trail. They saw them stretched out in a long line, yet enough were in advance to prove dangerous in an attack. At the base of the range they made a short halt for their comrades to come up, and then on foot they ascended the steep tra il leading their ponies. When they had gotten half way up the range Wild Will awoke the corporal and his men, and they were placed in the most advantageous position. Refreshed by their breakfast and sleep, and with the redskins near at hand, over a hundred in number, they were ready for the fray, and stood cool and determined, awaiting the command t o fir e Soon an Indian chief came in sight, leading his pony, and behind him rapidly appeared his braves, until half a hundred came into view. By the time that the chief was i n range the whole party, except those who were following the trail over the other range, were in view, and Wild Will said: "There are just a hundred and forty of them." ''Yes, aud we are fifteen; but we will rilake them be li eve that we are the whole force. ''See, there come the others now, out from the base of the other range,'' said the guide, p ointing to where the other force of redskins were co ming into view. After a few moments more, and when the chief was not sixty yards distant, the guide said: ''Now, men, pick out your targets and fire at the word. ''Let no shot miss. ''Ready, aim! fire!" There was a crashing sound a s the carbines of the troopers and repeating rifles of Wild Will and the guide flashed togethe r, and a wild, startle d yell fr o m the amazed redskins, who were driven hastily back to cov e r. The soldiers had obeyed their instructions, and picked their targets, for hardly a shot failed to find a huma.n form, while the repeating rifles of the guide and Wild Will dropped half-a-dozen more bullets among the flying redskins. Back to cover as fast as they could run went the Iu dia11s. some springing upon their ponies and riding the m back at full speed, and others deserting their horses to find shelter for themselves. The repeating rifles continued popping until they were out of range, the soldiers, by Wild Will's order, getting ready to retreat clown the hill to their horses. ''Have my horse ready for me", for I will soo n be along," said the scout, and with a salute of farewell to the guide the soldiers departed at a brisk pace down the hill. Wbe11 they had gone Wild Will said : "Now, pard, you expect me to.desert you?" "Ob, no, it is not that, for I will be all right; but I exr,ect you to go after your men with all haste." 'They can find their way on after the command." ''No, for they will not leave without you, and as they are not trailers, they might lose their way without you.'' "Will you go, too?"

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THE B _UFF J\LO BILL STORIES. 21 "Do you not know that these Indians might show themselves in a few minutes, and if no shot was fired at them, they would come ou at a rush and perhaps overtake the command?'' ; 'That is true; but there is 110 way that they can flank this place?" "Only by going back to the plain and crossing miles abo\'e.'' ''Then you are safe, you are perfectly sure, if I leave you?" ''Perfectly, for they would not harm me, if they did not know that I was now firing upon them." "Then I will go on after the command, though it is not my way to desert a comrade in trouble. ''Some day I hope we will meet again, and if you ever need a friend, remember Scout Wild Will, pard," and the scout wruug the hand of the guide and was off at a nrn. He heard a shot now and then from the guide, doubtless fired at a redskin who exposed himself, and when he reached the camp he founJ the soldiers with their horses saddled and bridled aud ready to leave. ''Come, pards, we must push on after the command,'' he said. "And that brave ge11tlemau wotild stay behind, sir?" asked the corporal. ''Yes, he wished to keep up the idea that we w ere still there-but hark! That is fierce firing, and the Indians are using their rifle s "Push on, corporal, and follow the trail, a11d I will come ou soon after. But I must go back to tha! bold fel low's aid, for I have an idea that he needs me." With this, Wild Will spurred on up the mountain for some distance, then dismounting, lie threw his bridle rein over a limb and ran on at full speed, for he did not wish to tire his horse out with the climb. He was a fleet runner, and bad wonderful endurance, but the trail was a steep one, and he was panting like a bound when he arrived. What he discovered wa s the daring guide standing at bay and firing his revolvers, one in each hand, as rapidly as he could pull trigger. Without a word to the guide, Wild Will uttered his terrible warcry and called out: "Ho, men, now fire!" As be did so be to fire with his repeating rifle, and just in the nick of time, for the Indians were.coming on at a run, firing their rifl es and a rrows as they did so, for a number of them had firearms The arrival of the scout at once checked their advance, for they felt that if the commalld had retreated, a s they believed, they were comi11g back again. ''You are a dead shot, pa rd, as well as a good guide and scout," said Wild Will, as he glauced down on the trail. "1'hey made a rush on me, evidently suspecting that the h ad gone, and after emptying my rifle I began with m y revohers." "And did good service with both, I see." '''As you did, for your coming was just in time, as I was about to mount my horse and run for it though l felt taht the Indians would recognize me and no longer regard me a s a friend. ''But let us empty our rifles together with one hand, at yonder point, and fire a revolver with the otber, and the shots will sound as though a score of men were firing.'' ''A good idea, and then retreat?" ''It will be best, and you can hasten on after the com-mand.'' "Yes, aud you?" "I will go to the camp and then 111 ust go my way." "Which way is that?" "I will joiu the Indians." '' Joi11 those red skins?" cried Wild \:\"ill, in surprise. ''Yes, for I cau come up as though not iu the command, and I can tell them a story that will prevent further pursuit." "You are a very remarkable mau, sir," said Wild Will, impressively. The guide smiled, and the weapons having been re lo a ded, the two fired their rifles and a revolver each together, aiming at the point where the Indians had disappeared. 1'hen they hastily departed, the gt1ide mounting his horse while Wild Will ran. down the hill. Reaching the scout's horse, the two parted when they had reached the camp, and while Wild Will went on after the command, when he disappeared from sight the guide deliberately took the trail back up the mountain again. CHAPTER CLXVI. FRIEND OR FOE? Slowly up the mountain rode the guide, after leaving Wild Will, until he reached the top, the scene of his combat with the Indians. He went along most cautiously, like one who expected to be fired upon at a moment's notice, and yet he saw not a sign of a redskin. Their last lesson had made them think that the soldiers were still there, so they became very cautious and were geing to r esort t o strategy to accomplish what force could not do. As he reached the summit the guide dismounted, and fasteuing his horse to a stunted pine, he took a position from whence he could glance over upon the trail. The trail ran there down the mountain in a zigzag course, and around under the edge of the cliff behind which the Indians had taken shelter. H was higher as they went down, and in no place was there a chance to scale it all the way to the plain below, so that the redskius would have to retreat that way, go further up the range, and see k another crossing miles away. This the guide knew so that he was not at all dis turped by fear that the Indians could make this flank mov ement over the range and overtake Colonel Monastery and his party. ''No, they will have to come this way, but when their co111rades come up with them they may make another charge upon the trail. "As long as they are quiet I will uot show myself, for it will give the colonel that much more time to press on and g e t beyond pursuit.

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22 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. "I will wait here until I di scover a suspicious movemeut upon their part, and then show m yself.'' So the guide c:.almly sat down upon a rock, where, be-tween a clump of bushes he could view the trail. An hour be had been there and then be saw a head peep around a rock not a hundred yards away. "I mus t show myself," and so saying, be ran back to bis horse, J11ouuted, and placing h!s band to his mouth gave three loug, distinct w arcries. Almost instantly came a dozen echoing similar cries from behind the ridge, and a moment after the guide rode into view, bi s hands raised above bis bead, the palms turned toward the redskius .. A dozen rifles were raised and it was an instant of great peril; but they were quickly lowered, aud he rode to the edge of the ridge and c a lled out in the Comanche tongue: 'Let my red brothers come here.'' Without a moment of hesitation, half a hundred forms sprang into view, and from their lips broke the same long, loud warcry which the guide had uttered a short while ago. The warcry was taken up b y the Iu
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. THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES.. 23 borne over the ridge, where there was pleuty of water, wood and grass. To the Mustang Killer the guide said that it would be well to camp where they were for several days, until the mortally wounded had died, and the chief Red Hat was able to be removed, for he was rallying rapidly, and after a week could be c arried by easy marches to his village. The iuflue11ce of the guide seemed to be felt by each brave, and the young chief, in the chance o f Red Hat's recovery, dared not to follow the bent of his own humor, so he had the dead buried, instead of being sent to their village, as he had intended, by a small force, while he pressed on with a baud of picked warriors in pursuit of the soldiers. Having decided to reufaiu for some days, the cati1p was made more comfortable for the wounded, hunters were seut out for game, and a line of scouts was plac_ed around the encampment where danger might be expected. Several days thus passed away, and one day the Red Hat appeared much better,' his first question being about the Paleface Killer, Elmo, the outlaw chief. ''He is across the river, Iii braves killed or prisoners,'' was the answer. ''The ;paleface Killer is a great chief; his heart is good, and his red brother the Red Hat loves him. ''Let the Lone Chief t e ll him to come back across the Rio Grande and he will give him a hundred of his best young men to aid him make war upon the palefaces." "I will t e ll the Paleface Killer." '"I'he Lone Chief is the brother of the Red Hat, too. ''If he would come to my village, I would make him a grea t chief of my people. "Will he come?" ''The Lone. Chief must dwell alone-he cannot go to the village of the R ed Hat, but he thauks him. "To-morrow the Red Hat will be able to be moved. and he will g o back to his people, the Lone Chief to his lone tepee.'' And so it was that the next afternoon the Indians broke csmp, carryiug their wounded on tra vois, and seated upon his horse, as they filed a way. the guide watched them until they had disappeared in the distance, when he muttered: 'A strange people, whose religi on it is to kill-who can blame them?'' CHAPTER CLVXII. WILD WILL'S STORY. When Wild Will parted with the guide he rode rapidly for a mile or more, then came suddenly to a bait. I will do it!" He uttered the words in a determined way, then rode back on the trail be h a d been following until lie came back to a cauyon l eading off to the left. Entering this, he saw that went only for half a mile back into the hills, and at its end was a steep trail l ea d ing over the range. ''That trail is made by d ee r and leads to this pool and grass. ''Where deer go, my horse can, so here is the place for you to wait for me, old fellow." So saying, be staked his horse out 'iYitl1 a long line, and shouldering his rifle set out on foot back aloug the trail to the range. He soon passed the spot where the camp had beer1, and observing a lofty cliff near, he circled around it and monnted to the t op, concealing himse lf among some dwarf pines growing there, for he saw that, from his position, be overlooked the place where they had beaten back the Indians, and not a quarter of a mile from him w as the g11ide seated 11pon a rock at the edge of the ridge, while his horse stood near. ''That looks strange, his going back to meet those redskins. ''Yet h e certainly fired up o n the m, and he saved our whole outfit from death. ''I' II stay aud see what it meaus. ''Ah I he is rising now and h e is going to mount his horse "I guess h e ha s just naited the r e to give the redskins another fight if they advanced, and allow the command that mnch more time to get ::rway--"No, h e is riding over the ridge-the redskins must have re reated. "As I Ii v e, n o! ''He is raisi1Jg his h ands a s a signal for peac e,'' and Wild Will continued to watch the ridge until he saw the I11dians com e up and surronnd the guide. "Well, that beats a ll," he muttered, as he beheld the guide dismonnt, and leave his horse while he went over the ridge. Wild \Viii at once retreate d along -the ridge, made his way swiftly, yet with extreme caution, back to the canyon, and mounting his horse rode on at a rapid gal lop after the soldiers. The animal was well reste d and had a good feed, and went along at a brisk gallop, l eaving his hiding-place hardly te n minutes before the Indian scouts sent out passed the canyon and went a long the trail a mile or more to stand guard, so Wild Will had bad a closer call than h e had thought. H a d not the ladies been along the scout would have been in no hurry, for the soldiers could have stood at bay and given their pursuers a very severe lesson; but it would not do to risk a fight when Marcelite Monas t ery aud M rs. Sihester were along, as they might fall under the fire. So on h e rode at a swinging gallop, aud yet it was late in the afternoon before he came in sight of the command, for Colonel Monastery had pushed steadily on, int tending to make an early camp for the night. Seeing the scout coming the soldiers broke forth in a cheer, for the corporal having reported that he bad r emained behind for some reason, and that he had heard hot firing ou the range, all began to feel anxious regarding his safety. But he cam e along at a swinging gallop, his face unmoved by excitemeut, and rai sing his hat courteously as h e passed the ladies, he drew rein only when he reached the c o lon e l who wa s riding ahead with two of the scouts. "Colonel Monastery, I hav e a report to make to you, si r, and then I would like to drop behind a few miles with a couple of scouts, while you go into camp for a

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24 THE BU ff /\LO BILL STORiES. good rest, as I sec that your cattle need it, sir," he said, politely. ''I aru glad to see you back again with us, Wild Will," said Colonel Monastery, as he heard the scout' s words, he at once drew his horse back behind t!Je two scouts with whom be had been riding, while he added: ''Halt at the first good camping-place you come to, men." The rode on at a more rapid pace, and the colonel said : ''Now, Wild Will, you have something to report to me, I am sure?" "I wish to report to you, s ir, that we gave the redskins a good lesson, and drov e them back to shelter, and then I S:!nt the corporal on with iiis men."' ''Yes, they j o ined ns about an hour and a half ago, and we were anxious about you, as the corporal reported that you sent him on while you retdrned, and be heard hot firing on the range they had just left." ''Yes, sir, I went b a ck because I heard firing, and felt sure that the guide intended to still r emain and keep the Indians in check." "Alone?" "Yes, sir." "You were right?" "I w a s, sir, for he had opened upon them hotly, empt ied his rifl e and was down to his revolvers when I arriv ed and the Indians com iug on rapi0ly." "He is a plucky man, Wild Will." "He has a s much nerve as any man I e ver saw, sir." '"But to your story.'' ''I chipped in with my repeating rifle, and it proved to be a surprise party, for the redskins bad evidently thought that the command had gone, leaving perhaps two or three men as a rear guard. "The gnide seemed glad to see me, though surprised, and we loaded our rifles and rattled them off with our revolvers, just to let tl.Jem think there was a number the re, aud then we left the range. "At the camp the guide left me, sir, and I came on a short distance and then decided to return aud reconnoitre. ''I left i.iy horse in a can you, returned to the high point of rocks you remember near the spot where the two trails met and came over the range." "Yes, the trail we would have come by and the one the guide led us by?'' "Yes, sir." "I remember the high point." "I hid up there and saw the guide seated on the side of the range, bis hoqe standing near." "What wa s he there for?" ''To still check the Indians I thought, sir, if they again attempted to come on after you and so gain for you more time.'' "And all alone, too?" "Yes, sir." ''Noble fellow." ''While I watched, sir, I saw him rise and look over .the ra11ge, then mount his horse and riding to the summit raise both o( his hands." ''What! they were coming upon him?" '''I' hey were coming, sir, and he did it in token of peace." ''And they fired upon him?'' anxiously said the colonel. "Indeed they did not, sir, fire upon him." ''What then?" ''They were as friendiy with him as thieves, and he went over the range and returned with their wounded, taking them to your camp, sir." "This is remarkable." 'He was evidently in no danger, sir, and was chief medicine with the m, that is certain, for be was looking after their wounded.'' ''And then?" "I found that I had to get away or lose my scalp, so I left, sir, returned to my horse and rode hard to overtake you, sir." ''And I am glad that you did, Wild Will. But what do you make out of the guide's mysterious friendship with the Indians whom he had fought a while before?" ''And fought hard, sir, for that man throws away no shots.'' ''It is beyond my comprehension, his bebavior. '' ''He certainly kept them from you, sir, I am glad to say, for they did not do so, but went quietly into camp, and put out their scouts; bi1t whether they will thiuk better of it and come on, it is hard to say, so I wish to drop back a few miles with a couple of men, take a point where I can see the trail for some distance, thus giving you good time to move on, sir." ''A good idea; but what,do you make out of the guide being the foe and friend alike of the Comanches?" ''He s a id they would not harm him, sir, that be was safe with them unless they knew him to be against them, and so I take it that be has some sec 'ret bold upon them, that we do not understand, and he does not care to 111ake known to us." ''Yes, some secret power over them he certain!y has," said the colonel, and after a few more words with Wild Will, the latter rode back on the trail, accompanied by a soldier and a scout. A few miles further on the scouts in advance came upon the very spot for a camp, and which was capable of beiug well defeude d as well, and here the halt was made for the night. Colonel Mon astery told Captaiu Silvester and the others at supper what Wild Wi,l reported about the guide, and they v:ondered at his mysterious secret power with the Indians that prevented them from putting Him to death, while Lieutenant Cole said: "You may not believe it, Colonel Monastery, but I am sure that that man is crooked, that he lives a double life, and some day you will find out that I am right." "I shall wait for proof of it before I believe," was Marcelite's quick response. CHAPTER CLXVIII. 'l'HE MYSTERIOUS GUIDE KNOWN. The unknown and most mysterious guide who ha_ d so strangely figured in this story left the Indians and wended his way to his own lone ranch. It was in a fertile valley on a mountain top, and from many high points of lookout near his door be could see

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THE BUFF l\LO BILL STORIES. 25 for miles and miles around and command every approach to his retreat. lt was a camp, rather than a ranch, with lightly-built cabins, and in the valley were visible very few cattle, and a couple of score of very fine horses. A group of half-a-dozen men, all Americans save two, who were Mexicans, and a bold aud hardy lot of men, arose to greet him as be rode up, one of them saying: ''We were anxious about you, chief." ''Well I have had my hands full, Sam; but is there any word for me from the ,Rio Grande?" ''Yes, sir, your Mexican, who went with Elmo bas returned and brings you a letter.'' The letter was eagerly seized and read, and the guide said in a cheery way: ''Our time here ends, boys, for we start for the Rio Grande to-night, and then for Fort D--. ''Get your traps all ready, and take the horses; but the cattle we leave to become wild, a game for the Indians, for we must ride rapidly." That night the guide and his followers left what had been their home for months aud pushed rapidly on to the Rio Grande. The Mexican who bad gone with Elmo, the outlaw, from the mountain rauch, led the party to a retreat on the American side of the Rio Grande, and then departed alone. That night he returned, and not alone, for Elmo, the outlaw, was with him, and besides there were three horsemen and a horsewoman, and the guide gave them a warm welcome, while he said: "It bas been a loug and bard task to find you, Colonel Deering, but I am glad that it is over with and you and your party are safe. ''\Ve will start at ouce for Fort D--, where Colonel Monastery now is." ''And we shall be glad to get there, I assure you, Mr. Frederick, and we owe all to you, as the Mexican, Seuor Elmo, has told me,'' auswered the one addressed as Colonel Deering. Then the guide turned to Elmo,. and the two walked apart together, the former saying: ''Well, Elmo, you kept your pledge, as I knew that you would, for I >vas sure that you had not wholly forgotten the old days of our boyhood, a1:c1 that the teachings of your good mother would yet govern you. "I admit that life went rough with you, and accident made you go wrong at first, and you bad much to put up with, and turned to a life of outlawry as the only chance, but as I told the general that I had faith in you, and be allowed me to come here to accomplish, \"\'ith you,r aid and old friendship for me, I felt I could do so, I have shown that you were true at 11eart, and you saved me and my men from attack by the Comaucbes, gave me power among them and have in t' e encl done the right tbing by yielding up your prisoners, safe and without ransom or terms, I now give to you the pardon I hold for you, and have held since my corniug here, and I sin cerely hope that you will from now on lead a different life.'' ' I will, my good friend, and I owe it to you. "Now I shall live in Mexico until one day I feel that I must return to the old home-then I will look you up. ''It was noble of you to trust in me, and place yourself in my power to accomplish the release of Colonel Deering and his pai:ty. "But I promised you that the Indians should treat you and your men as my brother, and they did so, and I feel glad that I kept my pledge, though forced to do so in the end by the detention of my oiltlaw band, and released the prisoners I captured a year ago and have held in Mexico, "Good-'Dy, my boyhood pard, and success be yours to the end.'' The outlaw wrung the hand of the guide, and thus the two parted. Half all hour after he had reached the Rio Grande and the guide was leading the released prisoners on the trail to Fort D--. It was l'lear stmset of the next day when the fort was reached, aud savin2" the guide's own escort all rode up to the headquarters of Colonel Monastery, who called out: '' Deeriug, is it you or your ghost I see, for I had given you up as dead, you and those with you." ''No, Cofonel Monastery, I am all right, as is my daughter and my two officers who were captured with me a year ago, aml we have beeu prisoners in the secret camp of Elmo, the outlaw, in Mexico. But our rescue is entirely due to our good friend here--" "Our guide, William I'll wager high on it." "Your guide? Our rescuer is Ch'ief of Army Scouts, William F. Cody, better kuown as Buffalo Bill, the King of Plainsmen!" The secret was out. 'l'he strange guide was known as he really wasBuffalo Bill, Scout. This announcement created a big sensation among those who knew the scout as Mr. Frederick, and a cheer went up as they crowded around him to shake his band. Deering told of his capture long before, and how all had been held for ransom, while, their fate being unknown, Buffalo Bill had volunteered to find out, and General Sherman bad allowed him to do so in his own way, which was to seek the hauuts of the Mexican outlaw chief, claim with his smut allies to be rancheros, and relying in the fact that the outlaw leader was a boyhood friend of his, to place faith in him and thus learn all the secrets of the band and of the Indian camps as to what had become of Coionel Deering and his party. 1'his Buffalo Bill had done, but if known as the great army scout he would not have been trusted, so all bad sworn to keep his identity hidden. and thus bad done so. ''Do you still mistrust Scout Cody, Lieuteuant Cole?" asked Marcelite Monastery, determined to give the offi cer a sly dig. ''I confess now to my error in ever having done so, and Ihumbly ask pardon, Cody," was the frank reply. ''Willingly granted, Lien tenant Cole; but I bad a part to play, and did so," was Buffalo Bill's response. 'Aud won out in the end, as you always do,'' added Colonel Monastery. TO BR CONTINUltD.

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PRIZE ANECDOTE DEPARTMENT. Boys, lobk 011 page 3l and see the announcement this c ontest the mo st suc cessful and far-reaching ever conducted can, because the first contest along the same lines has bee n a H ere are s o me of the best articles received this week : of the new contest. We propose to make It rests with you to do it, but we know that you t re mendous success. A N arrow Shave. (By George Sy hester, Gloucester, Mass.) One day i n the Hprin g of i898 my friend and 1 started out to have a good time. vVe were walking a long the Boston and Mai n e Railtoad, i11tending to go to our camp in West Gloucesier. We both h ad out g .11118 on our shoulders, and w ere walk ing carel ess l y a long hen we heard the whistle of a southbound train so we {yent o,er on the other track. When the north -bound train bJe,\.her whist l e we
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THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. 27 being an expert swimmer and long-winded I swam to where I saw one of my companion's legs. I then saw an opening in the ice where he was being pulled out. I tried to swim to where it was, but the ice held me. Soon I heard chopping above me and the ice broke and I was pulled by the arm out of the water. Then I was rolled along the ice until I felt able to walk. I walked to the shore where I found a nice fire Beside the fire was the drowned body of Toy Davies, one of my friends; the other two. Edwin Wesslig and John Fergus, were resctted, but were nearly frozen. I went home and put 9n warm clothes. I have never been skating on that iake since, as I was warned not to. A. Struggle in QuickBand. (By George B. Hefler, Brockton, Mass.) My brother and I are very fond of fishing, and each holiday finds us neat some river 01 lake indulgmg in our favndte sport. On one of these trips we had rather an unpleasant ex perience which came near proving sedouii. It was on a hot day in July. We started out with our rods over our shoulders and eome potatoes in a bag which we intended to cook with our fish After arriving at. the river we separated, my brother going in one direction anrl I going in another. I had been fishing for half an hour with good success when I was startled by hearing my brother scream: "Quick! George! Help, I'm sinki111g !" "Where are yott, Harry!" I dropping my fishing pole and running in the direction from which his voice came. "Here! here unser the big oak; hurry!" I ran to him' and was terrified te see him up to his waist in quicksand. For a minute I was overcome with fright, then I came to my senses, and upon looking around I was fortunate enough to see a long pole, which I ran to get. When I returned he was up to his armpits and still sinking. I gave him one end of t11e pole and tried to pull him out. At first I could not move him, but, after vigorous pulling I saw that he was the bapk. After a few more minutes of hard work, I had him on the bank, safe again. He had been fishing when his line caught in a tree. Not knowing about the quicksand th et e, he had s tarted out to unfasten it when he fell into the bog. He washed the mucl off his clothes and then we started for home. When we got there he changed his clothes, and in an hour he was out playing as lively as ever. A. Deer liunt. (By Alfred Rivers, Herkimer, N. Y.) When the deerhunting season opened this year, I went to a gun stor e and bought a repeating rifle. I intended to kill at least two deer this season or die trying, so I started out the next morning about four o'cl0ck, taking my clog, Bruno, along. It took me about two hours to reach the woods; I had not got my breath yet when Bruno commenced acting in a strange manner, g1owling and showing his teeth. I stepped forward to see what was the matter. Judge my surprise when I snw two deer start from among the trees and run away with Bruno in full chase. While I had not even thought of shooting at them. Picking up my gnn, which I had dropped in the excitement of the moment I started in pursuit. I had run about half a mile when I came to a clearing. There, in the middle of the field were the deer quietly feeding, appar ently unmindful of approachingdanger. Here was the oppor tunity which I had longe d for, s o taking steady aim, I fired. One of the deer fell, bleeding, to the ground, while the other 1an away I ran to the fallen rleer, which was trying to rise. Raising my gun, I firec1, straight at the animal's head. After a fow struggles, it rolled over and expired. I stepped up close to the animal, when, lo! nncl behold, I had shot one of Fa1 mer Hill's c alves, which I had mistaken in the dusk for a deer. Well, I started back home. Father said, "Did you see a deer?" I said, "No," whieh was the truth. I went oYer to see Hill, who, after a good deal of haggling, agre ed to settle for ten doJ1arS1 and 110t tell anybody abOUt it, bnt, SOnJehOW I it leaked out and now everybody calls me" Deerslayer." Capsized by the Swell. (By Joseph Strockbine, Philadelphia, Pa.) One day as I passed a store I saw some Buffalo Bill stories in the window. I thought I would buy one, and I read it and found it very interesting and when I got through "l'l'ith it I saw in the back of the book some exciting adventures of sotne boys. S eeing the offers for the beys who could write the most interestinf and excitiag advemures about themselves, I thought would tell you an adventure about myself near Trenton. I will call it "My Experience in the Water." One day, when I got my dinner I came down to the bank of the Delaware River, where there were some children playing. There was a rowboat there, which the children were playing in. I said to them: "Let's play steamboats." They all said, "All right." We then voted who should be the rower, and I was chosen to be the one to steer. I put an oar out of the lock of the boat and it worked nll right. We had places to stop at and let the children on and off. We rowed all around the banks, and about half-pa11t three o'clock I looked up the river and Sl\W the City of Trenton coming. I told all the children to get out of our boat. I stayed in it, and went out to catch the swells from the large steamboat. It was low tide,' and you had to row a great deal before you could get to the channel. l3efore I could get to the channel the waves started to come. The fi1st ones were not so large, and they started to wash me ashore. When the large waves came I was in about two foot of water, and one of the large waves tipped the boat way over, and the next upset her, a.nd I went into the water with all my clothes on. I had oo push the boat aGhore, and quickly get the water out of her and went home and stol e in tile house and got my other clothes on as quick as I could so that my father would not kriow it. The boys did not tell, and up till now no one else has known of it. SwimmiQg the Charles River. (By Thomas O'Neill, East Lexington, Mass.) One clay in July in the year 1895 I was visiting my cousin in CRmb1idge, Mass. The Charles River runs through the part referred to. There were a lot of boys playing ball in the park on the side of the river. One of them suggested 9. swim, ah!! all ngreed to go. I went with them. We were daring each other to swim across, when one boy star&ed, and about a dozen of us followed. We got across i n safety, and started to come back. The y started with the current, and I started against it. I had always swam in fresh water, and knew nothing about the current of a river. I got about to the middle when I took a cramp in my arms, and weht under. I was about to go ttnc\er the third time when three of the boys who heard my cries for help reached me and caught me by the hair, and saved me from death. A. Sharp Bargain. (By Edwin Egner, South Elgin, Ill.) A shrewd old Windom County Yankee went into a grocery story at Norwich and asked the price of herrings. '"Three cents apiece,'' answered the grocer. "Ah," snid Smarty, briskly, "I'll take one," and t .he grocer rolled him up his herring. As he took the parcel a new thottght struck him. "Keep beer?" he shouted, explosively. said t.he gtocer, a s so o n as he recovered from the shock of his customer's abruptness. "Row much n glass?" '"l'hree cents." "Oh, nb," said the customer, thoughtfully, and then with great rapidity: "\Yell I won't take the herring, I'll take the beer; herrings three cents beer's three cents. Give me the beer. There's the herring," and he passed over the herring, drank the beer, and started to go.

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28 THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. "See hel'e," interrupted the grocer, "you haven't paid for the beer." "Paid for i t. Of course I haven't. I gave.you the herring for it. Both the same .price, you said." "Y-e-s-I know," said the grocer, who was getting confused, "but you didn't pay for the herring.'' "Pay for it!" thundered Smarty. "Of course I didn't. Why shoulll I? I didn't. take it, did I?" And then the grocer said meekly: "Oh, well, I presume it's all right-only I don't-but of course you're correct-only, if yott'll just as leave, I wish you'd trade somewhere else.'' 'l'he customet retired, and the grocer fell into a brown study from which he at.length emerged with the remark: "Well, that's a darned smart feller, anyhow." J\ Midnight Experience. (By Van Dycke Charlier, New York City.) About two and a half years ago, dnring the political feud in Kentncky, I was there Yisiting my elder brot.her. I had just been to a mnss meeting of the Republicans, and was returning home greatly excited overt he cnth usiastic speeches I had been listening to for the last three l\'Iy road lay thl'ongh a small wood, and \Yhile riding-along I continnally turned over in my mind the mnny aud dreadful deeds which had been per petrnted cluri11g the last few months, and so managed to work myself up to such a pitch that every unt1strnl shadow or noise startled me. When in this state of mind my hors e, which up to this time had been carrying me al0i1g at an easy canter, came into a moonlit space and stopped so abruptly as to nearly unseat me. I looked up to discover the cause, and heheld an apparition in front of me uttering the blood curdling sound I have ever heard. My horse actually crouched in terror beneath me, BOYHOODS OF and my hair seemed to rise on end. However, calming mysel by a great effort, I dismounted, and slipping the bridle ove my left arm I drew a small revolver, which I always carried an
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THE BUFF l\LO BILL STORIES. 29 d.og and ridden away on his fortune hunt with a wave of his hat to his loved ones, for he dared not trust himself to say good-by. His wild life nt home had well gifted him for the work, and he was engaged as hunt.er for the wagon-train at a small sal ary, but to him a generous one_ It was a long, hard trail of months across the country; but he performed his part well, always keeping the train people well supplied with game that frequented the country through which they passed_ Young Adams' first fight with Indians, his first death-blow, was when the train got into t4e redskin country, and out on his hunt one day, he came upon a deadly conflict. One Indian stood at bay against three, and caring nothing for the merits of the case, it was his nature to help the weak against the strong. Seeing that the one he sought to aid would be killed, he rushed to his aid, dropping one with his rifle, another with his pistol nnd attacking the third with knife in band. He had grent strength for his years, wonderful endurance, was of wiry build, and utterly fearless. The fight lasted but a moment, and young Adams was the victor, while the chief whom he had rescued dropped to the ground from weakness, and astounded that a white hunter had aided him. "Well, old Fuss-and-Feathers, I have helped you out of a little scrape, because I al ways help the under dog in the fight," said young Adams, iu his quain t way, for he had an odd way of speaking . The chief was breathing hard, could understand a little English, and mastered enough to know that the youth was his friend, and said: "Young paleface chief heap good-red brother like him heap-much hurt bad." "Yes and your blood is running out fast-I'll doctor you, for I can do it." He quickly set to work to dress the wounds, while he asked: "What set them on to you?" "Me Pawnee-love Sioux girl-she love me, maybe. "Me try to steal bet'. Sioux come and have hard fight." "Yes, red or white, girls cause trouble; but I 'll take you to your village on my horse." "Good white brother-heap good,'' said the chief, and bringing his horse, young Adam.s helped the Iudiau into the saddle and took him to his village, where the chief loudly sang his praises, and all made him welcome. When the wagon train reached the Rocky Mountains young Grizzly said that he would strike out for himself and alone: 'fhis he did, and after a long search happened upon the very spot whel"e be wished to build his cabin. His one aim wa s to get into a country where there were grizzly bears, cinnamons, mountain lions, panthers, wildcats, wolves, and any other savage animals he could find, for his object was to collect his "menagerie" ancl tame bis pets to obey him. He built cabin well, of the stoutest logs, determined to make a fort of it, in case be was attacked by Indians. He bad his three horses, for be had made some purchases at a fort on the way, that caused him to get a second packhorse, and he bad secured a large quantity of supplies, for camps were few and far between then in that His horses were also given a stout shelter next to his own, and his dog, which be bad named Parson, on account of his very serious looks, was to share tho quarters with him. Not a redskin had Adams seen in the two months that he was building his cabins, and as winter was approaching he de cided that he would have to go to the nearest fort, a hundred miles distant, to get more supplies and also set to work to put up smoked game for use when the heavy snows would keep him housed. He had already killed a number of bears and other animals, and prepared their skins for robes, and later he hoped to catch all the wild beasts he wanted, when be set to work to do so. Having completed bis cabins, hidden away in a thick pine grove among the cliffs, with a spring bubbling tip under one corner of his home, be locked his doors, mounted his horse, called to his dog and with his pack-horses following, started on his lon g trail to the fort. Though not yet of age, his face was covered by a long growth of beard, his hair bad grown so Jong it fell below bis shoulders, and in his fur :ind buckskin dress, foxskin cap and moccasins he presented a very strange appearnnce. So the officers and men thought as he rode into the post, his horses and dogs following at his hee1 s. "Colonel, I ran upon a band of redskins on the march this way, traveliug only by night, and all of 500 strong, for I crept in and took their count. "'fhe_y intend to surprise you, I can swear, and they'll get here about dawn to-morrow," said young Adams, going at once to headquarters and reporting. "My scouts have made no s uch report to me," said the officer "I don't care a continental if they hain't-I tells you the truth, and it don't seem to me that you have any too many sogers here to take chances." "Who are you?" "Seneca Adams, born and raised in Seneca Lake, New York, now a hunter in the Rockies for big and little game and redskins if they are looking for me." "Are you alone?" "Yes, only me, my horses and my dog, Parson." "How far is your camp from here?" "A hund1ed miles by the trail I come, and I am after my winter supplies." "Tell me all you know about those Indians you saw." Adams did so, nnd the commandant sent for his officers, and hardly any of them believe d the story, while all the fort scouts were away to the southward. "I hain't got nothing to make, and you've got lives to lose if you don' t believe me. "I told you what I saw, colonel, and I wasn't born in the woods to be scared by a owl. But as you don't fix for those fellows, I ll get what I needs to buy and light out, for I won't be caught here," hotly said Adams. "Stay, my man, for I shall prepare againstattack. But there have eome tons here white renegades wfth stories just to put us off our guard at some place to be attacked, aud you are totally unknown." "I guess I hain't anxious to get better acquainted-good-by, colonel," and Adams was leaving when the colonel called him aside and had a long talk with hin1. The result was that the fort was put under arms and all made ready for the attack, so Adams to "lend my rifle for the fight," as he said. It was just dawn when, without any other warning of their prese nce near, 500 Indians rushed upon the fort. But they were the 0 nes surprised, for they were fairly mowed down by scores and soon were beaten off at every

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30 THE BUFF A.L O BILL STORIES. point, while young A dams h a d been t h e bravest o f the brave, throwing no sho t awa y, and gaining the nam e o f having killed twent y India n s, for h e wounde d non e, as his aim was deadly. Invited to r emain at the fort, Seneca Adams remained a fe w days, and w hen he went to make his purchases he found that no money would be taken from him upon any account, but he was forced to accept supplies of all kinds, blankets, the l atest m ake of weapons, a box of medicines enough of everything to keep a family through the long w inter. When he took his depart,ure he was giYen a rousing cheer, and thoug h h e k new that he was going to a life of utter l o n eline s s perhaps to h i s death, it did not affect his spirits in t h e least. He made the distance by easy :;ti.ges, taking four dnys, as his pac k horses were heavily laden, and all the way he canied a p arrot i n a cage, which the fort sutler had given him, and a G r eat Dane p uppy, the colonel gave him, in his arms. N o w I'm fixed fo1 keeps," he s a i d to himself aftel' he had gotten b is cabin arranger1 to sui t him, and he set to work to p ac k the loft of his stable with hny he had cttred and to cut wood and pile it up aronnd the cnbin to cheer him with a blaz in g fir e o n the long winter nights. H a r d l y had he gotteu all in readiness when a terrible blir. za r d came and the winter had begun fol' the young hermit, It was young Arlarn';, desire to capture cubs alhe and start h is menagerie when the Rpring came. But meanwhile he had t h e e:reat Dane pttp to train, the par.rot to talk to, and his h o r ses and household to look after. He hunted and fished on plcasapt clays, his dog, Parson, always bis companion, and with his supplies from the fol't he lived well. Thns the winter passed away, and Adams' first capture for his menagerie was a grizzly bear cub. It fought and clawed him, growled and hit him, but he held on, thre. w it into a bag and ran for his cabin, Parsons leading for the old she bear was coming along wit.ha roar. He jttst got in and tossi11g the cub upon the floor, seized his rifle a n d sprang to the door when the grizzl y was there and gave the cloor a blow with her pnws that made the cabin shiYer. Bnt befo1e s h e could chew the door in splinters, Adams opened with his rifle tht'ough a lookout, and several wellaimed shots finished the grizzly. 9pening the door, the hunter closed and barred it quickly, for the old h e grir.zly was cominp; with a rush. "I've got to make a orphan of you, cuhby," said the hunter, and he opened on monster grizzly, and had the satisfaction of killing him, too. "Two splendid hides and a tine cub for my menagerie," he mutteTed. H1;1t it was a long time before the cub took kindly to his master, and he delighted in knocking over the Dane pttp, and even gave Parso n a whack, while he was so strong that Adams called him Samson. But Adams soon had him well traine d to follow him like a dog, and the strange purchases he had made on his w'ay out w ere massi ve c ollars, chains and padlocks. He a lso built a high, strong stockade pen, and his searches for cubs were rewarded, as he got a pair of mou.ntain lions a week old, and came near being killed by the old ones. He captured a wildcat kitten, a pair of wolf cubs, a young p a nther, and an eagle, so that he began to feel that his m e nageri e was in s i g ht. H e cha ined t hem all i n the stockade, and when they began to quarrel the parro t remained quiet, w hile Parson a n d t h e Dane, Colonel, howled dismall y. Again Adams started for t h e fort a fter supplies; b u t he was clawed and bitten 11p until bis face was all scars But he did not mind it, got h is supplies and returned home to find his chained-up menagerie i n t h e stockade h alf starved, while wild animals of all kinds had gathered there to join in the row. One of Adams' most clever feats was in throwing the lasso, and it was something he never went without. Determined to catch alive a black bear that was at the cabi n as he retmned, he gave one end of the Jasso a throw il!tend ing t.o quickly take a half hitch around a tree. He caught the bear all right, but with an angry snort it made a lightning-like break for freedom, and entangled in the othel' encl the hunter was yanked along down the mountain s ide at terrible speed. "Durnell if I hain't made a mistake to hitch on to this critter," shouted the bear catcher, ae with mighty leaps he fol lowed, unable to free himself, or stop, while the bear in fright at his pursuit ran the fastel', Parson and Colonel following with their tails between their legs. "That durned bar won't stop it) a hundred miles-catch him, Parson! take hold of him, Colonel!" he yelled. But the dogs pretended not to hear, and drawing his revolvers Adams opened fire as he sailed along and after a few shots ltilled the bear. When ll'e had secul'ed the skin and returned to his cabin, he was surprised to find two men there, just clismounting from their horses. He recognized them as tough characters he had seen at the fort, and heen warned against as they had told the sutler that they were sure that A
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