Buffalo Bill's duel, or, Among the Mexican miners


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\ .. l I I Jssued Weekly. By Subscription $2.50 p e r year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office by SrREET & SMJTH, 238 Wiltiam St., N. Y. Nu. 39. Price., Five Cents. 'I ARREST YOU AS DESli:RTERS FROM THE UNITED STATES AR!IY," SAID BUFFALO BILL, STERNLY, TO THE GANG OF DESPERADOES.

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't lliDlSrs A WEEKLY P UB L I CATIO N DEVOTED TO BORDER Hi5TORY lssUJ1ti Weekly. By Subsc ription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & 238 Wt7!iam St., N. Y. Entered according to Act of Congress in the yea r I qo2, s n the Office of the Libr"rian of Washington, D. C. No. 39. N E W YORK February 8, 1 9 02. Price Five Cents. Bu f falo Bi ll 's Duel; OR, 1\ M0NG THE MEX1e1\N MINERS. B y the author o f "BUFF A L O BILL.'' l CHAPTER I. FC(ES ON THE TRAIL. It was an enviable service to be ordered upon, in i te of its dangers, and eac h young officer of the fort It sorry that he had not been chosen as the fortuate man to command the escort for two pretty girls mm into the mining countr y of New Mexico. L ieutenant Adrian Valdos, a man with a romantic n
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2 THE BUFF ALO _BILL STORIES. was to join them the first night on the trail, and not depart from the f9rt with them. The cavalcade started at the appointed time from the fort, Buffalo Bill in the lead and at the camp the first night out, they found awaiting them Adrian Valclos, the handsoirle young officer who was to c"am mand the escort. Buffalo Bill and the lieutenant had a long talk together, for both knew t.hat the clangers of the trail were great, and they had a heavy r esponsibility"upon them in the care of the two young ladies. It was the morning after the second night's camp on the trail that Buffalo Bill was obscn-ecl to be in a hurry to get away." He had noticed signs the night before which he did not like, and, though speaking only of his fears to the lieutenant, he appeared as serene as ever, he was re ally anxious, and neither' he nor Kit Carrol, his assistant scout, their eyes all night, while the sentiriels were quietly doubled, so as not to give the l adies any alarm. The night passed without any clisturbance, but Buffalo Bill had the camp awake at the first peep oE
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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 3 "I have no fear for the pluck of the ladies, sir, for iss Monastery, as you know, has been in half-a zen Indian fights, while Miss Turpin has burned wder and seen men die, too, so they have nerves a.t will stand the strain, oi1ly, as you said, bullets d arrows strike at random. "You will understand, then, sir, if I branch off >m the trail?" "Certainly, and I will keep the command well >sed up," and Buffalo Bill was left again alone at e head of the party. For himself, he was a man to love the ring of :apons, the shouts of a fierce combat, and gloried a combat unto death, but with two such fair arges along, his brow became clouded as dreaded the fate that might befall them. "Vv e may look for fifty ahead, for these are only intended to drive us into ambush." Kit Carrol told hO\v he had discovered the Indians com'ing along on the trail, and seemingly in no hurry until they sighted him, though they knew there was a force not far ahead he felt most certain. He had stood his ground, after signaling, until they came within range of his repeating rifle, and then, aiming deliberately, had opened fire with good re sult. The Indians came on with a rush, as though to drive the soldiers into a run, or bring them to a halt. Lieutenant Valdos and the rear squad of troopers halted and opened fire when they came within range, while the others, with Buffalo Bill ahead, continued on their way at a steady pace. He, therefore, kept well a?ead of his .command, The fire of the corporal and his eight men, with the d thus held 011 until the noon halt. , repeating rifles of Lieutenant Valdos and Scout Car-Not another sign of an Indian had been seen, but tffalo Bill was too experienced a scout to believe ey had drawn off, so the closest watch was kept, d Kit Carrol was given his dinner and told to camp ck a mile on the trail. The foresight of the scout was soon shown in this, just as dinner was completed, Kit Carrol was seen r off on a hill, signaling wildly. camp was at once in commotion, the horses f ng bridled and saddled, and all made ready for a reat, just as Kit Carrol's rifle went to his shoulder r began to ring out shots rapidly, moment after, he was seen to spring info his and came dashing toward the camp. Buffalo Bill was as cool as an icicle now, and .Lieu Valdos as serene as a May morning, while lther Marcelite nor Sue showed any signs of ['\Ve will push on at a good pace, sir, until the Inns come in sight and show their. n_:imbers," said 1 ffalo Bill, and, as Kit neared them, suddenly over ridge where he had been posted dashed a number 1otmted warriors. 'Fifty," said Buffalo Bill, quietly, as he counted !111, and added: rol, brought down several p6nies and emptied a cou ple of saddles, a check which brought the Indians to a halt, for their rifles carried little better than their arrows. "We are all right now, for they will keep at a more respectful distance," said the officer, and he fol lowed on with his men All the feints of the Indians failing to bring the soldiers to a halt, or put them in rapid flight, they contented themselves with following at a distance just out of range, singing their war songs, interspersed occasionally-with wild yells. As the party neared the range ahead, in which was the Sentinel Pass, they came to a valley thickly tirn bered, and here Buffalo Bill rode back and joined the lieutenant. "I wish to say, sir, that we can branch off here to the left, along the banks of the brook and not be seen by any lookout on Sentinel Pass, 'or by those who are following us." "You know best, Bill." "You see, sir, we can guard the approach here easily, and they can be made to believe we have gonl.'f into camp for the night." "Yes.

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.. 4 1'HE BUff/\lO BILL S T OR IESo "By followi n g 4 h e stream you will come, after r.t ride of half-a-dozen miles, to the foothills, and there you can halt for o u r coming, for I will remain here half-an -hour w ith the sergeant and one squad of men. Kit can go on wi t h yo u sir." "All r i ght, Bill." "The Indians, when they believe we have camped for the night, will signal, with smoke, to their com rades at the pass, and they will quietly await our coming to-morrow." "And yo u really belieye that there are more at the pass?'' "Yes, sir, the rest of the one hundred whose trail we saw "\Ve have seen no tq1il left by them." "They flanked to get there, sir." "vVell, Bill, I am too old an Indian fighter myself not to look for anything; they might do, so I feei that you are right. "I will continue on with the party, and await you at the footh i lls "Yes, sir; the rest here npw will benefit our horses, and the halt at the foothills will help yours, and I do not believe we will be closely followed by those n o w in our rear." So the party rode on, leaving Buffalo Bill, the sergeant and eight men in the rear. T h e nature of the ground prevented the Indians from seeing the party divide, and, as the scout at once had campfires built and placed sentinels, it gav e the impression that a halt had been made for the night, at a point which cotild be well defended. As soon as the sentinels had been placed upon po sitions where they could be seen by the Indians and at the same time have the protection of the rocks, Buffa l o Bill set to work to u se a little s t rategy. Two extra uniforms were taken and stuffed with l eaves, a face was made of a handkerchief and a hat put on a manufactur ed head. Two of the soldiers had carved an imitation car b ine from the dead limb of a tree, and when the d u mmy soldier was all ready, a squad marched to the two sentinel posts, as though relieving g u ard, placed them on duty in the place of the live sent' The two men just put there had been told n move on thei r posts, and, knowing that t h e In were watching them, though not visibl e as camped beyond a ridge, the "dummy sentine ls" left on post. The campfires were then replenished "ith w aud Buffalo Bill made a short scout toward the skins to see that there were none of them very He returned by the posts of the senti n els, stof! as though for a few minutes' talk with each and returning to the camp, mounted his horse and the soldiers on the trail after their comrades, all joying greatly the strategy of the scout to keep Indians from immediately following them. "They will discover the cheat after night cot when they creep up to pick off the sentinels, then they will be mad clean through," explai Buffalo Bill. After a ride of six miles they came to the footl when the sun was just an hour above the we s t horizon, and their comrades enjoyed also, when of it, Buffalo B i ll's strategic joke upon the redski Having disposed of supper, they started on H climb of the mountain, with Buffalo Bill in the for he had thus avoided the Sentinel Pass on p r evi 1 occasions, and so knew the trail. CHAPTER II. THE ATTACK 01" THE INDIANS. Buffalo Bill rode to the front like a man who t c life as it came and y et he foll well appreciated great re s ponsibility upon him of saving those whom he was acting as guide and scout. He felt full confidence in his for knew that he could be depended upon and W
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I 1' H E BUFFALO BILL S TORI E S. icked as 0ld Indian fighters and men of nerve and luck. With the two maidens not and !so able. to lend a hand, as were also the two horse and Black Bob, th cook, if called upon, uffalo Bill felt that in. an open fight no eason to fear the hundred Indians who were, he as sure, determined to capttire his outfit. He led the way over the mountain by a trail which 1any a man would have shrunk from following, and et he. heard not a murmur, saw not the slightest esitation in any one who was following his Jead. As he had hoped, he got over the worst part of the, rail before night came 011. and the descent of the I ange on the other side was begun while the, glimmer f daylight yet lingered. The scout felt certain that he had left the Indians eceived as to t.heir having gone, and that those vho were at Sentinel Pass would only discove-r their scape from their trap when too late to do more than .He saw that the horses were feeling the hard ride. he climb and descent of the mountain after a good ay's journey, but he was anxious to reach a clump f timber some miles a\vay, where he had camped efore, and where he knew there was good water, -rass, and a position easily defended as well. He did not doubt but that the Indians would fol ow, \\hen they discovered that they had been out itted, but as pursuers he had much less to fear from hem, and was sure that they would not go a great ea! further a\Yay from their own country than their resent location. It was ten o'clock when the was reached on he other side of the mountain, and so, without restng the horses. Buffalo Bill urged on the flight for th) amping-place he had in mind. An hour's hard riding brotVas arranged. Buffalo Bill and Kit Car rol were to divide the night between them in walking the rounds of the camp some distance further out, than the sentinels. It was just at dawn when Buffalo Bill cantered into the camp and aroused the sleepers. "I heard a sound far off on the plain that must be I caused by the fall of many hoofs,'' he cried. "The Incli11ns discovered our escape sooner than we ex pected, and are coming on, for they know we must ford the stream at this point, so do not 11aYe to fol low our trail. It will be well to call the. horses in, sir, and station the men so we can give them a surprise, for, believing we consider ourselves safe, they expect to surpris' e us." "I will get everything ready at once, Buffalo Bill," ansv;ered Lieutenant Valdos. He went the round,; of the camp, ordered the horses brought in and corralled and the n1en to stand ready to give battle. Buffalo Bill had awakened Kit Carrol, and the two had gone back together on the plains, nearly half-a mile from the camp. The sound that had attracted the attention of Buf falo Bill, was louder now, a dull, rumbling sound like far-away thunder. "They are coming, chief, and there are lots of 'em," said Kit Carrol. the sound indicates a heavier force than a hundred horses, so I judge another band came up and pushed right on to run over our camp, found was deserted and then went on to the Pass.'' ''That's just about it, chief. "Do you think we had better light out?" "No, for there is not another good place to stan
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6 THE BUFF J\LO BlLL STORIES. treat will make a running fight of it, for they cannot head us off." As the sound grew louder, and Buffalo Bill knew that the hidians were not far off, he sent Kit Carrol back to the camp to tell the lieutenant he had better advance a few hundred yards with his men and take position in the fir s t group of rocks. Just then the shadowy outline of many horsemen coming toward them became visible. It \ms a certainty that the Indians were sure that those they sought had continued t\1eir flight through the night, or were so sure that they would not be pursued they would not be particularly watchful, for they came on as though with no dread of discovery. 1 "They are going to halt at these very rocks and maneuver from here. vVhcn you fire, sir, let the men retreat quietly by fours, and they will still think you hold this position," said Buffalo Bill. "Vv'hen daylight reveals to the contrary, our guns can reach them from the timber, while they cannot reach us." "Now, sir," and Buffalo Bill pointed to the shad owy horsemen just visible in the gray of dawn, and within range. men! Fire!" cried Lieutenant Valdos and eighteen carbines and three repeating rifles crashed together, bringing the redskins quickly to a halt atid re v ealing the fact that their foes had been brought to bay. The moment that the volley rang out, the sol diers \Vere ordered to retreat rapidly and take up a position in the timber, the lieutenant, Buffalo Bill and Kit Carrol remaining with their repeating rifles, which they continued to empty at the redskins The latter hastily out of range, but the > had suffered loss in both braves and ponies and there was little doubt but that they had been 'taken \Yholly by surprise, when they ha
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, I l'HE 81\,.L ST.ORIESo I '.'Kit?" 'Yes, chieL'.'. "They do not know but that we met other soldiers here, so go back and say to Lieutenant Valdos that it would, be a good idea to move the men about in t11e timber, in squads, and singly, so that we can appear to have three or four times the force we have." "It's a good idea; answered Kit, and he was starting off, \vhen Buffa.lo Bill called out: '.'Say, Kit?" 'yes. sir." "Tell the lieutenant that he can 'cut sticks, and quietly to a considerable distance; and looked as though they were fresh cavalry just coming in . Ten minutes after, twenty men marched the rounds of the timber, as though placing guards; and sq uads of half a dozen were seen going here and there. The horses were led about, too, and the strip of woods, a couple of acres in size, seemed to be alive with men. The Indians were carefully watching every movement of their foes, as was Buffalo Bill from the rbcks. The scout smiled grimly as he muttered: "They are playil1g the game well, for I could swear that there are a hundred men in that clump of tim\Yi th the lariats and a couple f logs make a dummy ber-ah there comes the artillery into position. cannon." "A cannon, sir ?" "Yes, the soldiers can soon rig up a dummy that will look like a cannon, and haul it into a position where the Indians will see it, for ou know they are more afraid of what they call the 'w heel guns' than anything else." "That's so, sir." "But they must get the ladies to cut up a reel blanket, ai1d .stripe their uniforms with it as well as alter their to caps, for you know redskins are cunning, and know that red trimmings mean the ar tillery service." Kit laughed and replied: "You are a dandy, chief." "Y ?U 1nfght tell him to rig up two dummy and by making a show of artillery and force, they will think we have at least a hundred men, and you berthey wor11t charge us with those guns in sight." So Kit Carrol hastened back to the timber, and, finding Lieutenant Valdes breakfasting with the two young ladies, he told him of Buffalo Bill's ruse. All laughed at this conceit, but the officer at once set ont to carry it into effect, while Marcelite and Sue went work ctttting up a red blanket for the men to put e stripe$-01; their uniforms to aid the deception. ) In a few minqtes a dozen of the troopers came shing in on horseback. ,They !1ad stolen off 'J .. As the scout -spoke four horses were swung up tq the edge of the timber with what certainly appeared to be a light gun and limber with the artillerymen in attendance, and a short while after a secori.d "gun" moved up from another point, and was placed for service. The effect upon the Indians was electrical, and stern face of Buffalo Biil broke into a broad smile as he saw the of his ruse, for the redskins quickly fell back beyond the ridge for safety from the ''" heel guns., that looked so threateni!'igly at them from the shadmvs of timber. CHAPTER III. SOME SECRET PO\\' ERS. While Buffalo Bill was busy regarding the dummy guns through his glass, Kit Carrol cantered up to him, saying: \Ve did it, c hief. "Yes, and \Veil, for I could s .wear that there was quite a force in the timber. \Ve must build a dozen different fires for breakfast, so as to keep up the de ceit." "There is not a redskin in sight,'' said Kit. "They want you to come to breakfast." ( "I'll go now, and yo u remainhere. I do not think we \1ill be attacked now, but they will lay a

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I 8 THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. siege to starve us out," and Buffalo Bill went back to the timber. He was congratulated for his successful ruse by both the lieutenant and the young ladies, and, as he looked at the "guns," he could not but see that they had been most skilliully made, for yellow blankets had been fastened logs to look like brass guns. and the wheels had been made of sticks and saplings, bound securely with lassoes. The men had the red stripes on theiT uniforms, and when Buffalo Bill suggested the building of a dozen fires. it was quickly done to add to the appearance of numbers. "What do you think they will do now, Mr. Cody?" asked Sue, as she handed the scout a cup of coffee. "Thank you, Miss Sue; I am honored \Yhy, Miss Marcelite, this is breakfast enough for a grizzly bear," he said, as he took from Marcelite his well-filled plate; but, answering Sue's question, he said: "As I look upon you young ladies as aides to the commanding officer and kn ow that you possess nerve enough for any men, I'll tell you frankly that I believe the Indians will set in tQ starve us out." "Ent we have plenty of provisions." "Yes, Miss Marcelite, but they can snrround this place, getting to cover from a quarter to half a mile away. "Now, the grass within our range will last the horses about two days, though water is plentiful; but we do not wish to remain here besieged, so it is for Lieutenant Valdos to say what is to be done, for I can run the gantlet of their lines and go to the fort to the southward sixty miles after aid." "That means perhaps three clays before aid comes, Bill, and seeing you depart would. be an evidence of weakness, so that the Indians might rpake an attack, and if so, it would show that our guns were useless and our force small." "You are right, lieutenant. and I suggested the other course only in case you felt you could hold out here." "You have another plan, then?" "Yes, sir." "Let us have it, then, for you know how thoroughly I rely upon you for aid, Buffalo Bill." "Thank you, sir, for the compliment. My plan would be to move out after dark, well spread out, to I show a larger force than we have, and to ng t guns so that we can carry them along. "We can head for the fort, and by dawn be for miles away, anq then camp for the day, so as not show our weakness, and I hardly believe the I dians will charge ns, from fear of the supposed gu If they do, ,,-e must fight them off as best \Ye can." Lieutenant \T al dos made no reply, and all gaz anxiously upon his face. As he remained silent so long, Marcelite said: ''You do' not approve of this second plan, th Lieutenant Valclos ?" "It is the best, 1 beEeve1 with one exception." "And that is?" ''I will see what I ca11 do to dri\'e those redski off." -From this remark it seemed as though the lieut ant had lost his head with vanity, and Bc1ffalo B \\ as the only one \Yho clicl not s mile at his words. put Marcelite said: ''K ow, if you know any \vay in which you c stampede these redskins, Lieutenant Valdos, I ,, I you to try it. '"Yes, and we will pray for your success in ti \vorld and salvation in the next," added Sue, with: smile. "I am not sure o[ success, but I will do my be1 young ladies. If I fail you have a good command to depend upon in Buffalo Bill," and Lieutenant V dos arose and walked over to where his pack-sad \Vas. They saw him take something from the sadd bags. What it was they did not know. He ordere his horse saddled and b.rought to him. The two girls and Buffalo Bill watched h i m close He waved his hand pleasantly and said: "You are in command, Buffalo Bill, until my r turn." "Yes, sir," and the scout saluted as the officer ro1 away. Leaving the timber, he rode directly toward ti ridge, yet avoiding the rocks where the scout Carr was on guard. Every eye was upon him, and as he neared ti ridge they saw him make some moveme'nts with h hands and arms,. ancl remove his hat. Then above the ridge appeared scores of feathe bonneted heads, as the Indians watched him a proach, so daringly, right into their midst. ..

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THE BUFF Al,.O Bill STORIES. 9 N ea and near1; r he went, until he ascended the dge, and not once looking back toward his own amp, went out of sight, just as the Indians gath red around him in scores. "That man has some secret power, some hold pon them, as I have always felt he had," muttered luffalo Bill. Buffalo till. what do you mean?" So asked Marcelite, as she stood with Sue Turpiff ,1d the scout, watching the strange scene that had tken place-an army officer riding boldly into the idst of a band of hostile savages. 'Yes, Mr. Cody, what can it mean?" asked Sue. Every soldier's eye had been upon the lieutenant s he rode a\\'ay from the timber. ) They were mystified as to his actions. They had seen the Indians come upon the ridge nd receive him. and he had. not been shot or dragged ;om his horse. In fact, he seemed to !Jaye been received not as a De. Answering the questions of the two maidens, Buf110 Bill said : "You may have heard, Miss Marcelite, that when llajor (then captain) Canfield was caught in a trap the Comanches, and Lieutenaht Valdos rescued 1im, all then said that he was friendly with the reelkins?" "Yes, apparenUy their friend, yet their foe, and I ,eard it explained afterward that he, having been a hysician by profession, had rendered them great ervice when an epidemic was ravaging their vil pg.es. "But these are not Comanches, you know." "Very true, but you recall that he afterward saved our party by his knowlecfge of the country and the rienclship the Comanches held for him." "True, but, as I said, these Indians are Sioux." "But there exists among all tribes a sign language, nd they all know the signs when made them in token f peace." "And you think that Lieutenant Valdos knows 1ese signs?" "I am sure of it." "Else he could not ha,e gone among them as he as, and if they withdraw, then you need no further roof." "No; yet why do you think he knows their secret igns, known to the Indians alone?'' 'well, he could not believe his hrother was killed, as Major Canfield and all reported, and told yol-lr father that he felt sure that he had given some sign that protected him from death." "But that was his brother, the ontlaw." "True, and \vhen asked if he also knew the signs, I no, ticed he gave an evasive answer to the question." "Ah!" "That cominced me that he did know the secret power, or signs, to exert over the Indians. I ow, I am sure that he has taken the chances, taken his life in his hands, to see what power his knowledge o{ the secret signs will have over the Indians." "He is a brave fellow, and Heaven grant that he he not harmed." "The way he was received by the redskins did not look to me as though he \\'Oulcl be harmed, but only th51 greatest ner\'e can save him." ''And that he possesses," Sue Turpin remarked. "To a wonderful degree," said Marcelite. "Yes, to a most remarkable degree," added Buf falo Bill, and he cast his eyes anxiously over toward the ridge. At last Buffalo Bill walked out to where Kit Carrol was still on watch. "What does it mean, chief?" eagerly asked the scout. "I have always felt sure that Lieutenant Valdos knew as much about Indians as they did themselves. and now I am convinced of it. for he has gone among them to try his secret signs on them.'' "If it was his brother, the outlaw, then he would rule the roost; but I don't know hold Lieutenant Valdos has on them," said Kit. ''Nor I, but had he not felt that he did have power he would not ha,e gone, but he is plucky and took the chances." "You bet he did." "You saw his advance better from here than we aid." "Yes." "What did he do?" "It struck me that he put something over him in front, face and all, and then wa\'ed his hands in a pe culiar way." "Yes, but the Indians did not appear hostile toward him?" "Not in the least, as he went ove_r the ridge." "Well, Kit, keep your eyes open, and at the first

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I I to THE BU Ff ALO BiLL STO R IES. sign of trouble break for the camp, for they may corne with a rush, you know." 1l'll be wiclea wake, chief,'' answered Kit Carrol, and Buffalo Bill walked back toward the camp. "\Vell Buffalo Bi ll what does Scout Carrol say?'' asked Marcel ite as he came back and tl1ern. 'Ije is as nmch mystified as v;e all are, Miss Marcelite." "It is certainly time the 'should nave re turned,. anxiously said Sue Turpin. "Yes, though Tedskins are very deliberate in their councils, :\1iss Sue. and take a long time to decide what they will do, as they are in doing it, after their minds are made up." "Ah! there he comes now,'' cried Marcelite, arid as she spoke a group of horsemen were seen mounting the ridge. ''It is Lieutenant Valdos. and he is surrounded by Indians,'' said Buffalo Bill. and his voice rang out in a command to stand ready to resist an attack. CHAPTER IV. THE The lieutei1ant was certainly coming back, but then he was accompanied by a dozen redskins, two of whom wore the feathered bonnets of chiefs. They rode toward the rocks, where Kit Carrol was 'stationed, and, seeing this, Buffalo Bill moved out of the timber tO\vard t11em, making the remark: "They are coming for a powwow, Miss 'Marce!ite, and, if necessary, to show a force of officers, the sergeant and corporal yes, and two or three of the men, m ust be rigged up wi t h shoulder-straps and all you can lay hands on to look' like captains and lieutenants, and grobped where they can be seen. I will see what it means, for they are not nearer than the rocks.'' "Be careful, B u ffalo Bill, for we cannot lose you, too," said Marcelite . 'I don't wish to be l ost, either,'' was the smiling reply, and Buffalo Bi ll continued on toward the rocks, where Kit Cano! stil'l held his position. The party" of redskins, with the lieutenant irt their midst, halted within revolver range of the rocks, and Adrian Valdos called out: "Ho, Carrol, tell Buffalo Bill to come here-ah! there he is now." Bnffalo Bill advanced qu i ckly to the rocks, halted there an instant for a \vord with IZit Ca1+01; anti then boldly advanced beyond, his repeating rifle across his arm. "Bu ffalo Bill, you speak Spanish, I believe?" ca lied out the lieuten ant I:. "Ves, sir, after a fasliion." t "I will speak to you in that language thEJ11 at times, for I have an idea that several of these braves speak English fairly well. ''\es, sir." "I went among them with signs of peace, which t they understood, and asked them to allow us to go on our v,ay unmolested." ''But they refused?" 'They wish pay for it, and I have told them that they should have it, though they demand ten thou sand dollars." "Promise them a million, sir," sa{d Buffalo Bill, quickly. "Yes, but it has to he paid, and yet I will pay it, as 1 am able to clo upon my return to the fort." But now, sir?" ''That is the q uestion, for they that I re main '"'ith them as a hostage unti l t h e amount is paid, for they have a renegade \\bite ci1ief among' them, and it is his doing." "I see, sir; I thought as much." "He demands that the sum be brought, within thirty clays, to the Canfield battlefield, where I joined you, and they give their pledge not 1to harm the bearer, but to put me to death if a force comes." ''They'll do it, too." "Yes, the renegade chief wishes to kill me nmv, but they, having honored niy signs of peace, wilf not low it, so there is nothing to be done but to go on to the mines. and, returning t o the fort, send out the money, which, tell Colonel Monastery, I will refund. I will be then set free; but I wish you to send out 1 now my pack horse, you can then go on your. way unmolested as soon as \\"C depart, for I will get them away first, so as not to reveal your small force." ''I don't half like this sacrifice on your part, Lientenant Val dos." "Don't mind that, Bill, old pan!, for I do not." ''If those ladies were not along I'd fight it out, once I could get you back in the lines again." "It \yould be madness, for there are two hundred 1 and fifty of them, and they are enraged now at the losses ''"e inflicted upon them. You t'nus r
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THE B Uffi\LOBILL STORIES. 11 ay, so go back a1!J get my pack horse, rifle 2.41d belt "Keep your eyes open for for it may be jf arms." a game of trick after all with those redskins." ( : "I can but obey, but I do not like the sacri"Yes, chief, and if they make a the first to ce you are making at all, sir." go under will be those two chiefs on the spotted "Don't mind me, for I am. at home among the Inponies/' was Kit's response ian s, but go, now, t s0 as to delay 110 longer and not The group of Indians had sat silently upon their 1 t them change their minds ponies, while Buffalo Bill had gone after the pack The scout shook his head ominously, but. at once horse, and Kit had not heard them utter a word, nor 1rned and walked back to the roe! s, where stood had the officer spoken. iit Carrol, who, also Spanish, learned He was in full view of Kit Carrol, sat with one foot 11ring his scouting life along the Rio Grancle, had thro\\'n over the horn of his saddle, and bis face was d II unmoved by the danger he was in, the sacrifice he .,ar a I Back to the camp went Buffalo Bill, and as he vvas was making for others. t by Marcelite and Sue he sajd: When the chief of scouts was seen approaching again, the Indians uttered a few low tones, fo. r they "Vv e are all right, but the lieutenant must run the beheld the pack horse. k, for it is a case of a renegade white chief of the 1 It was evident that they feared the two dummy dians, who demands ten thousand dollars, and he gups, and felt that the soldiers were nearly one-third ust remain until it is paid." their own force at least. '/'Then return to Fort Blank at for my father h "I am back again, Lieutenant Valdos, avmg lll gladly pa)' it," said Marcelite. obeyed your orders, sir," said Buffalo Bill, halting q "No, go on to the mines, and my father will pay some hundred feet from the group. generously remarked Sue. "All right, Buffalo Bill." "No, the lieutenant bas the money, or can get it, "In thirty days send the money to the place ape says, though of course, he w in not be allowed to pointed, and I'll be a free man once more," said the y it all, and I am to go back to the fort after tak-officer, cheerily. 1 g you ladies to the mines, and meet a messenger at "Will you come forward and get the horse, sir?" Canfield battlefield and pay over the cash. I "No; I'll ask one of these chiefs to do so." thirty clays in which to do it." He turned and addressed one of the chiefs, speak"This is a shame, and to think of the sacrifice ing now in English, and th.e one he spoke to rode to- ) eutenant Valdos makes," said Marcelite. ward Buffalo Bill, yet very cautjously. "It is better than to sacrifice us all, Miss Marcel-The scotlt handed him the rifle and belt of arms, and I rather like the terms, except for his captivplaced the lead-line in his hands and remarked: tbough I do not believe they will harm him." "I'd just like to raise your scalp, redskin.' \ '.''vV e can only agree to the demand then?" That he believed so, the chid showed b j not delay"Y es, :i\iiss Marcelite, and I will lose no time. ing an instant, and Buffalo Bill called out: "Co1wey our deepest gratitude to Lieutenant Val"I'll be on hand with the dust, lieutenant, and the s, and tell him how we all appreciate his noble sac) 'otmg ladies wish me to say they more than appre ce," said Marcelite, and soon after Buffalo Bill ciate your sacrifice, as all of us do, sir." t the camp, leading after him the pack horse: "Present them my regards and thanks. Buffalo Bill's face was very pale and stern, as he good-by, old pard, and if I should go under, I kno,.,.. lked back toward the outpost, leading the pack you will have a scalping tournament to avenge me. se of Lieutenant Valdos. Adios amico," and, with a wave of his hat, the lieutene was agreeing to terms he was forced to, having alternative; but could he have gotten hold of utenant Vaidos again, nothing could have forced l ;n to yield, for he would haye fought to the death her. e went past Kit Carrol with the remark: ant turned and rode away, surrounded by the In-dians. Buffalo Bill watched them until they went out oi sight o ver the ridge, and then, with Kit Carrol, star ted back to the camp. '.'A brave man that, Kit.' \

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12 THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORlr:s. "You bet, and I guess I'll get to liking him, chief, as soon as I cease to regard him in the light I always held his brother." "It is a most marvelous resemblance, surely; but I believe we are safe now, so we will push on for Moonlight Mine to prevent the temptation of treach ery." "Yes, but the lieutenant said after they had gone." /'Yes, that is so, and we can see them if they puil OU t." "They are doing that now," said Kit, turning as they reached the timber. "You are right," was Buffalo Bill's reply, as he gazed about the horizon and saw that the Indians were really raising the siege, or at least appearing to do so. They had crossed the ford early in the morning, and had been seen taking up positions in every direction around the clump of timber on the distant ridges. Now they \Yere moving i e single file toward a com mon point the fort, and, watching their movements, Buffalo Bill counted them, to see that there was no treachery intended, for he had a slight dread 'that they might be leaving a small force behind them from each party that had taken up positions. It was noon when they at last disappeared, having joined forces, and the column of nearly three hundred war riors was seen slo wly moving back toward the moun tain range _in the direction of Sentinel Pass. In their midst the glasses had revealed head amo(lg the chiefs the form of Lieutenant Valdos, leading his pack horse. He was watched until the column looked like a large black snake winding its way over the plain. Dinner having been disposed of, the party, now under the command of Buffalo Bill, mounted their horses and started once more upon the trail, though with saddened faces at the fate that might yet befall the brave office1' who had offered himself as a sacri fice for their sake. Having had a good rest, with plenty of grass and water, the horses moved briskly, their riders anxious to get beyond all chance of a change of mind on the part of the Indians as soon as possible. Before camp was pitched at nightfall, fully forty miles had been covered . CHAPTER V. MOONLIGHT MINING CA:Mj?. Moonlight Minirig Camp was located in a wild sp in the mountains, Just across the line bf New Mexic It was in the midst of beautiful scenery, and ti cliffs that overhung the camp had the appearance being bathed in moonlight, hence the name giv to it. The camps e tended for many miles from t "Moonlight Cliffs," and there were hundreds miners within half-a-day's journey of what w known as "Mascot City," a bevy of camps in whi saloons were more numerous than gold mines, an where there were several stores, a blacksmith shop, stage office, for there was a coach running <'nee week to Santa Fe and back, and several scores cabins. It was in Moonlight Mines that Miner Hugh Tun pin had struck it rich, having gone there three year: before, accompanied by his little daughter, Sue, an in whose honor Mascot City had been named. There was no more popular man in the minin !.ountry than Hugh Turpin when he went to th mines, and Sue but added to his popularity, and be came the idol of the mines. It was with deepest regret the miners had seen he depart for the East to be educated, feeling certai that she would forget all about them and :'..\foonligh Mine. Returning several years after to settle up his busi ness in the mines, Hugh Turpin had shO\\n himsel the same good fellow he had always been, an though he had become a very rich man, he was no in the least spoiled by his successful ventures, bu treated all his old chums with the same generon spirit that he had always shown when a poor mine .'\s he would be compeliecl to remain much longe than he had anticipated, and the miners were wild t see "Little Sue, the :Mascot of Moonlight Mine, Hugh Turpin had cleciclecl to have her come to hin especially as he knew how anxious she was to r Yisit the scenes of her girlhood, which she had love so well. In the old clays she was wont to go clashing alon the valleys at full speed upon her swift pony. Sh would hunt all day in the mountains, and alway bring home game, and every miner had regarded h as his especial pet. The camps had changed since those days, for man

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THE BUFf ALO B ILL STORlt::,S. 13 nge faces were there, a number of new cabi)ls had n built other 'finds" been made, and Mascot r had added several l).undreds more to its popul'a-1 any miners had made and gone away, new ones taking their places Hugh Turpin had n found that there were half the people there who whim in name only. hen he decided to have Sue come there, the ers were delighted, and, holding a council, it was ided that they must do all in their power for her pfort. oonlight Valley was a ca11on of picturesque : uty, anp the end of it nearest the mountain was sole property of Hugh Turpin. ere, in a beautiful groYe, bordering a swift-flow stream, was the miner's cabin, a sunny little home hree ro o ms, and from which a grand view could btained. ut this would not do for the l\fascot of Moonlight e, it was quickly decided, and, knocking off work mines, the men set to work to build a cabin would be a home worthy of Sue. any hands make light work, and trees soon down, the logs hewn and drawn to the hilltop a cahin of four rooms put up in front of the other while by voluntary gifts from the old friends of Mascot, and the purchases of Hugh Turpin at the ntry stores. the new home was made most at-i ive and comfortable. l n the letters he had received from his daughter gh Turpin had been told of her devotion to Marte, her schoolmate, and several times she had t.tten him to the effect that she would dearly fike 1 isit him and bring Marcelite Monastery with her, he latter ,fould gladly come if the opportunity red. therefore, struck Hugh Turpin that it was pos e that Marcelite might accompany his daughter, to be on the safe side, he had in making his prepions, arranged for her also. hat there was great danger in the trip the miner 1 not believe, when Buffalo Bill was the guide and 1t, and he had asked Colonel Monastery to kindly '"' his daughter an escprt. r Vaal Pard Turpin, yer is all ready fer yer dar n now, and ye c'u'dn' hev did more if she were a n, and she's desarvin' of it; but we is all afeerd Y has been a leetle spoilt in her notions, sence she were our Mascot," said Ben Bronson, an old miner who had pegged industriously away for years in the mines, but still had his fortune to find. "Wait and see her, Ben, and judge if she is not the sa1-i1e Sue you knew-ah! there comes f party on horseback far clow n the valley, and I am sure that Sue is coming, for they are soldiers," and at Hugh Turpin's words Ben Bronson gave a war-whoop of Joy. As the miner s in Moonlight Valley were avvare of the coming of Sue Turpin, all \Yere awaiting her arrival with a keen anticipation of pleasure. It wa s about the middle of the afternoon when Buffalo Bill, so me hundred yards in the lead of his party, entered the gap that led in from the plains among the mountains in which were the Yarious min ing camp s of Moonlight Valley. The old famili.ar scenes came lfack to Sue Turpin with a flood of remembtance at the life she had led there when a girl just entering her teens. and she pointed out to Marcelite various points of interest that they came upon. Halting for the others to come up, Buffalo Bill said: "'vVell, Miss Sue, you are o.nce more in your old training ground, so I am under your orders no>v." "\Ve will go right up to the old home, Mr. Cody, for there is a fine camping-place near for the sol diers," answered Sue, her face radiant with pleasure, and, as they moved on once more, she continued: "There is Eagle Cliff Mine, Marcelite, and Hangman 's Canon, where so many poor fellows have met death, while you see Vigilante Rock is that black cliff ahead "That clump of trees you see up on the mountain side is called Sue's Folly, for I once risked my life to climb up there, and from the remembrance of that day I think it was properly named. "Now we are going to turn into the valley, for yonder rise the Moonlight Cliffs," and Sue pointed out the line of cliffs that gave the val1ey and mines their name, and the sight of which caused Marcelite to exclaim: "Oh, how beautiful! And how strange the ef fect !" Just then several miners were seen, and, upon discovering the party, they dropped their tools an d ran out to the trail, cheering as they wave d their h a ts. "The Mascot has come!"

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14 T H E B UFF J\LO B ILL STOR I ES. "vVelcome to the Mascot of Moonlight Moun tains!" came the cry, and it rung through the val ley, notifying the others of the arrival of Sue Tur pin Crowds began to run toward the trail, and as the party rode along they were greeted with the wildest cheers of welcome. Buffalo Bill was known to some of the miners, and he also came in for a welcoming cheer, as did Uncle Sam's Boys in Blue. Sue returned the salutes by waving her hat, and yet now and then was forcibly halted and had to shake hands all around with a group more enthusias tic than the others. "How i s yer, Little Sue?" "Hooray for ther Mascot!" "\Velcome home, leetle gal!" "You bet we is glad ter see yer." "Then her hain't forgot us, Miss Sue?" "vVe is right down tickled ter see yer." "And yer pretty pard thar is welcotne." A n d so on went the expressions of welcome, as Sue rode on up the valley wit h B u ffalo Bill i n the l ead, Marcel ite Monaster y by her side, and t he sol diers and others following in close order, all amused and pleased with the welcome the miner's daughter was rece1v111g. A few expressi ons made Sue and Marcelite laugh heartily, for one miner cried out: "Ther sight o' you is good fer sore eyes,'' while another frankly confessed: "I gits drunk in yer honor, Miss Sue, this very n ight." The noisy welcome brought all the miners out along the t r ai l up the valley, and cheering and hat wav i ng, with a fusillade of pevolve r shots as a salute, continued until the party reached the cabin of Miner T u rpin. As she leaped from her saddle her fathe r greeted Sue, and then gave a m ost c o rdial welcome to Marce l ite, to whom he said : "I h oped, yet sc arcel y dared believe, you would come." "Oh, yes, I came alo n g as guardian for Sue-I never i n my life saw a girl with so many lovers, Mr. T urpin, as Sue has," res .ponded Marcelite. Buffalo Bill was also warmly welcomed by the miner, as we r e also the soldiers, who \Vere directed to a grove on the stream near by, where there fine gras s for their horses and wood for camp-fi The scout declined Mr. Turpin's invitation to come his guest i n the cabin, saying that he wo camp with the men but take his meal s at the and he led the way to the camping-ground, while said: "Fat.her, we owe everything to Buffalo Bill, no fellow that he is, for he has saved us from death, capture by the Indians, and the only thing that the pleasure of my coming is that '""e left Lieuten Valdos as a hostage among the redskins." "May I ask, my daughter, if it 'vas the brave ficer who passed through hen; wit h Buffa l o Bill, his way to the fort, for I know his story, or brother's." "It was Adrian Valdos, father, and a braYe man is, and he mus t not pay the amount of ransom whi a renegade white man demanded, for you must pa and deduct it from my wedding present." The miner laughed and asked: "\Vhat, are you to be married, then, Sue?" "Oh, no! no I mLan t when I got the chance marry," cried Sue, b lushing. 'You are worth to me the ransom any renega will demand, so it will be my pleasure to pay it," the generous response, a nd he led the maidens i tlfe cabin to show them all that the miners had do for their comfort, and said: "They are as glad to see you, Sue, as though were their own child, while all feel highly honored :'.\1iss lVIonastery' s coming with you." CHAPTER VI. TIIE DESPERADOES' "NEST." Buffalo Bill knew that Lieutenant Valdos had s cret orders from Colonel Monastery to remai n sor time in the mines, apparently to rest his cattle, bu t reality to hunt for several deserters from the arrr. who were suspected of being there, lured to desert the hope of digging out fortu nes, and also p artic larly to hun t dovvn half-a-dozen o r more desperado who had made themsehes liable to the military 1:: of the department. \ Of course, in these still hunts Buffalo Bill was be the real mover, but the orders had been given the lieutenant in the presence of Marcelik, and up< the trail she had asked the scout if the officer h<

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THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIES. de him acquainted with what he was expected to in the matter. A egative reply caused Marce,"ite to say: "I ppose that he intended to tell you later, but, as he a prisoner now, and I heard it all, I will tell you 1at it was, and I can even give you the names of the serters and the desperadoes referred to. "I tell you this, as I deem it my duty, for l know y father more of this expedition than that should be an escort party merely, and, bt1t for the ct that Lieutenant Valdos had instructions for you, would have given them to you personally, so if u carry out his wishes, it will be a service that will appreciated, and win fame for you as well." "I thank you most kindly, Miss Marcelite, and will ceive my orders f1;om you the same as from Lieunant Valdos, who, doubtless, forgot to tell me, or uld not do so, when captured," answered the scout. This .conversation occurred upon the trail, and hen the party had arrived safely at the miner's me, Marcelite sought, the next morning after eakfast, an interview with the scout, at which Mr. urpin and Sue were also prese.nt. "Mr. Cody and I hacl some talk over a matter on e trail, which I happen to know Lieutenant Valos had orders to ferret out, Mr. Turpin, and I wish u to hear what it was," said Marcelite. She then went on to explain just what the instrucons were that were given Lieutenant Valclos by her ther, and added: "Knowing the miners as you do, sir, you may be ble to put Mr. Cody upon the right track, for I ave written down the names of the deserters. "Here also are the names, as given by my father, f several note
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THE BUfFALp BILL STO RI ES. \Vhen brought face to face with an encounter that must prove fatal, he hever shrank from death, but rnet a foe as a brave man should; always taking great chances, rather than be thought of as taking an advantage. A man of herculean strength, quick in his move ments, cool and determined, he was a most danger ons adversary to meet, and when in the discharge of his duty shrank from no danger, however great. A better man to have gone upon the desperadohunting mission could not have been found, and Colonel Monastery was glad to have such a cool and daring person as Buffalo Bill in command in the hazardous work of running clown deserters and outlaws, while the serge8.nt, corporal and the men had been picked for their courage, coolness and abilitythe ablest aides possible to their leader. Having "done themseJyes proud," as they ex pressed it, in their welcome to Sue Turpin and her guest, the miners wished to taper off their enthusiasm with a little spree, and the second night the sa loons were more than usually crowded, while the gambling-tables were well filled. The presence of Buffalo Bill and the soldiers camped in the valley had a depressing effect upon quite a number of miners who loved lawlessness, and \\'ho were only a detriment to the good of the country. Men branded with crime had no love for keepers of the law, and those \Vere the ones depressed by the presence of the noted bordermen and the soldiers. Why they did not at once start back upon their trail to the fort they could not understand. They' had done their duty as an escort, so let them return, they argued. Then came the rumor that they were to remain until the miner Turpin left, and escort him, his daughter and their fair guest back to the fort, for it was whispered that the miner would carry back with him a very large sum in gold dust. Unmindful of wJ1at was said, Buffalo Bill rode through the camps, apparently greatly interested. He enjoyed chats with several miners, and when night came, wended his way on foot with Sergeant Dean to :Mascot City. They dropped casually in 'at the different gambling saloons, and at each orre Buffalo Bill played a few games of chance, without any good fortune attend ing him. He was asked to play by several men who m gambling their trade, but said he would be glad to so some other night, but he was only trying his 1 then with small sums. It was late, however, when he walked back to camp with the sergeant. As they got clear of the cabins, Buffalo Bill sai "\V ell, sergeant, what luck?" "I picked out three, sir." "And I two." "Let us see if we hit upon the same men." "Mine were all infantrymen, sir." "Good! One of mine was a cavalryman, the ot to the artillery, so that makes the very the colonel wanted." "Yes, sir." "You don't think they suspected you?" "They knew me, sir, but they felt safe in th change of appearance, for a full beard, long hair a miner's dress, with a couple of more years added their liYes, makes a great change from a smoot shaven, short-haired soldier in uniform." "You are sure of your men, then?" "I am, sir, for I remembered them ar had what proof I needed." "And I am sure of mine, for they deserted fro :McPherson, and were bad men." "Now, to get hold of them." "It will raise a row, sir." "Oh, of course, there will be pards to take up f< them, but that don't scare me. I wish to be saf though, so as to get the whole five at one haul, so v must decoy them. "How can we?" ''I'll tell Miner Turpin who they are. and find o from him what fellow I can get as a decoy cluck ; get the five of them togethe1: at a certain plac where we cari capture the outfit." "A good idea, sir," and the sergeant seemt pleased at the prospect. When he went to breakfast at the cabin in ti morning Buffalo Bill told Miner Turpin just who tl deserters were, for he had gotten the names th; each was known by. Mr. Turpin at once said tlia though they were gold diggers, they had bad nam< in the mines, and he knew one man, who, for pa: vvoulc.l entrap them in some way. This man Buffalo Bill at once 'vent in search o and found him taking his "eye-opener" at the ba r

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 17 "Drink with me, pard," he said, and cigars fol l'l'ed at the scout's expense also, after which the o had a little game of cards together, in which rnk Hall, as he was called, won a little money. game, with a couple of more drinks, made e two apparently good friends, and Buffalo Bill d: "You have a lead, I believe?" ''Yas, pard, it's up beyond your camp, but it pans t so tr' ifling, I has ter do other work fer a honest in'." "See here, do you really wish to do some honest irk?" "Try me." "I will give you some dust, and you can put it in ur mine, as though you found it there. "Then go and ask five men I will give you the mes of to come there and see it." "Yer is after lassoin' somebody?" "Yes.1 "Maybe I'll git bored." "No, I'il lasso you, too, as you call it, t6 prevent ur being suspected, and have others afterward to ove you are not the man I want, so will let you 'Good! What's ther job worth to yer, parcl ?" 'Just one hundred dollars." 'I'll do it. Who is yer game?" Tll tell you, and you can have your men there at r o'clock this afternoon." 'I'll go yer," was the emphatic response. t was just four o'clock when five rough-lookm.en passec1 up by Miner Turpin's house a;1d eel under the cliff half-a-mile beyond, at a spot ere some work had been clone on a gold find. his was up a narrow cafion in the cliff, and there d Hank Hall to welcome them. I tell yer, pards, I have struck it rich I knows, so n sell out quick and make no noise about it, as I n't like those soldiers in tber valley, for all ther I has cold chills chasin' each other up and down back, fearin' I is wanted, yer see, so I'll sell p and git out o' here on ther jump. ere are ther yellow dirt jist as I find it, when ruck my pick in thar, so make me a bid, and n t'others come I has axed, I'll let her go to them ants it most and has ther cash down ter pay." lch was Hank Hall's little introductory to the sale of his mine under the pretense of having that morning unearthed quite a rich find of gold. The men looked at the dirt and one grumbled: "If it holds at this, it's rich dirt, Hank, but I hain't got much cash ter give." "Me nuther, though I kin rake up a leetle." "Me, too, for I keeps a few hundreds handy about me." "I'll chip in with some aiso.'., 'Count me one-fifth buyer,'' said the last of tlje fj.ve." "That's the talk, and it's why I asked the five of you, as I !mowed yer allers had cash. ''Now, I could sell to Miner Turpin mighty quick, only I thought I'd give poor men a chance. "I tried it on ther sergeant of ther soldier outfit, but he said he wasn't buyin', but would tell Buffalo Bill, and maybe he had some cash ter spend-there they comes now." "But we takes yer mine, so call it sold, for we hain't lingerin' h .ere to powwow jist now." "Durn 'em; what did yer tell them hawks fer?" exclaimed one, and the five men looked uneasy and were turning to go, just as Buffalo Bill and Sergeant Dean came into the narrow canon. "Hold on, gentlemen, don't be in a hurry, for it's my treat-"Hands up, all of you!" The scout's two revolvers, one in each hand, were leveled at the men, and each one of the five seemed to feel that the muzzles pointed directly into his face. They were all armed, quick to draw, and were b?.cl men when they held the advantage, but they stoorl now so that not, one could take refuge behind the other, a movemerrt of a hand would be a signal for a death-shot, and the scout's deadly aim was well known, as well as the fact that he was not one to odds. It seemed also that Hank Hall was wanted, as well, for he had quickly raised his hands at the stern command of Buffalo Bill. "What ther devil does yer mean?" growled one of the men, yet he had his hands raised over his head. "I'll explain later." "Sergeant, present those six gentlemen witi. pair of your extra fine steel bracelets, with snap locks." The sergeant also had his revolvers drawn, but, replacing one in his holster, he took from his pocket

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1 8 THE. BUFFJ\LO BILL STORIES. s ix pair s of steel manacles, and stepped up in front of the nearest man. "Pards, must we put up with this?" asked one. "It i s lead or steel-take your choice," said Buf fal o BiII, a nd the men shuddered at his words, and clic k of the spring as it snapped upon the hands oi the m a n the sergeant had put the manacles upon first. "Don't be fools, pards, for our friends will sooa se t u s said one of the men, and he held out his hands for the manacles. T hat's so," said another, cheerfully, and the others were quickly ironed and disarmed, Hank Hall among the rest, and who seemed to take it most to h e a rt, judging by his actions. "What has we clone, pard ?" he whined. "I arrest you as deserters from the United States army ," was the reply. Instantly the face of Hall brightened, while he said: "Then I hain't in it, pard, for I never were a sojer in my life." "No more was I," growled one of the others. "No doubt you are all innqcent; but I happen to believe I have the right men, and when you get to the fort and meet your old comrades there, then you will be able to pro. ve whether you deserted or not. "Now, sergeant, march these men off to the camp, and keep them under guard." The sergeant at once ranged them in line, slung their belts of arms over his arm cind started off. As they came out of toe valley there was some low whispering among them, for they caught sight of several miners, and one of the men broke out in a wild cry: "Ho, parcls, ther blue-coats has got us. "To ther rescue, comrades!" The cry rang loudly clown the valley and reached many ears, for dozen men ci,t once appeared in s ight. "Repeat that cryany one of you, and I'll send a bullet through your heart," sternly said the scout, as he came rapidly after the prisoners, and seeing that the call was being responded to he continued: "Comei double-quick, march !'t CHAPTER VII. A DUEL TO THE DEATH. The miners who had heard the c "Y of one of deserters saw the cau s e a s they looke, 1.t the six 1 marching along in charge of the sergeant and falo Bill. \ V ho thes e m:en were they did not know a glance, but the call was for help, and, shouting others to follow, they came at a run toward scene. It was a quarter-ofa -mile to the milit a ry camp, from its position it was not in sig ht. Buffalo had made a cleYer capture of his prisoners, and anxious to get them under the protection of the diers, so gave the order to double-quick. ) The men at once came to a standstill, refusin move but the scout drew his bowie-knife, sprung hind the rear man, and, pressing the point agai his back, ordered : Now, double-quick, march!" ''For God s s ake, boys obey, for the knife is c ting into my back," cried the man threatened w the bo w ie though the point had not touched flesh. Thus urged, the men obeyed, and went off a s teady d o uble-quick, which only training could h accomplish e d all except Hank Hall, who could ke e p the s t ep. He was at once dragged out of his place, and in the rear, with the remark of the sergeant: "He never was. a soldier, sir." "I believe you are right, sergeant; but there co the rescuers." "Halt!" The halt was made, and up dashed a man of aim giant size, with a reel, evil face. "Hold on there, pard, you is a trifle previous," shouted. ' I know my duty, s ir. These are deserters fr the army, and I haYe arres ted them," was Buff Bill s r e ply. And I know my pards and that means I says t is miners and you can't come no grab game on th and m e "Do you intend to interfere?" I doe s "Better think bette r of it, and not do so." "I'm a-goin' ter set them men free-hain"t pards ?"

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l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 19 He turned tmvard the score of men now gathered ere, and saw with pleasure others quickly coming )On the scene. At his question a number of voices answered in the firmative. "Gentlemen, I am ; .. discharge of my duty as a )Vernm ent officer, and I warn you to keep hands f," said Buffalo Bill. "These men are deserters, td if they can prove that the y are not, that will set em free." "I s a y s they goes free now, and what I says goes," e big man remarke d, wh i le one of the crmv d said: "Better let 'em go, Buffalo Bill, for that is Her1les Harry, and he is no man to fool with. "Thank you for your advice, friend, but if Her1les Harry wants these men he'll have to fight for em, was Bill s quiet rejoinder. "Is that yer game?" roared the big fellow, sav "'I s eek no trouble, but if you attempt to rescue ese men, why you and I will come together, that is l." Buffalo Bill kept his eye upon the big fell ow, for : could see he was a dangerous man, and he as ready for any move upon his part. It was weil he was watching him, for the Hercules ddenly dropped his hand upon his revolver, yet fore he could show it the scout had him covered. "Don' t do it, for you love life, I lrnow," said Bill, the calmest tones possible. "I do love life too well ter throw it away," said rcules Harry, "and yer is qui cker than greased 1tnin', but I come here ter set them men free, and, s I, if yer wants 'em, fight for 'em." 'I will, .if I am forced to do so !" ' Will you have it out with me squar' ?" 'Do you mean that I am to fight you a duel?" 'Just that." I have no quarrel with you, and I seek none. I in the discharge of my duty, so I warn you off," ti Buffalo Bill. Then yer backs down?" I fear no bully such as you are, so stand aside, for ass on with my prisoners." B uffalo Bill stepped toward the man as he spoke, I holding him covered. nhe Hercules did not move, did not dare drop his
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2 0 THE BUFF J\LO B ILL S TORIES. I'll play yer a game for 'em. "Then step o u t of the crO\vd and dr<>.w." "I mean with cards." "And I mean with revolvers, for sixes are trumps, a n d I hol d a full hand. "Do you pass?" M ephisto Mike saw thqt the laugh was upon him. He had challe nged for a game, and the sco u t had t a ken him up, but with revol vers instead of cards His look over the crowd showed that he must make a bol d stand o r lose h i s prestige. The fate of Her cu l es Harry had cowed many into submitting to t he will o f the scout, and they were surprised when Mephisto Mike had chipped in game a s he wa s known to be. it looked as though he would stand a bluff. But Mephisto Mike a man with unbounded I c o nfidence i n h imself, and he would not back down befo re men who had always feared him; so he said : I d o n t p a ss, but orders you to let them men go." "And I ref use, while, to give you a hole to sneak o u t o f I w arn yon that you are interfering with a government officer iri the discharge of his duty .. "vVh a t does yer arrest them for?" "As deserter s from the army." .Has yer ther proof?" "I have." "Show it to me " I recognize these two men, and Sergeant Dean k nows those three. "\Vhat does t h ey say?" "\Ve denies it," came i n chorus from the five men. "I take their word." "vVell, w h a t are you going tO' do abou t it, Mic key?" 1 "Pards, are you w i th me?" and Mephisto Mike glanced over the crowd. T h ere were fully a hundred men in the crowd now. and, though some o f the!_11 fel t that Mephisto Mike was weakening in calling for aid from the crowd, yet a n umber were determined to stand by him. Ther e were o thers present, the law-abiding men, \ rn the crowd, vvho wanted to back up the scout. They felt that in "the loss of Hercules Harry the camps had suffered no misfortune, that Hank Hall would be missed by no o ne and that it had been a l ucky t hing that he h ad been in the way of the bully's bullet aimed at Buffa l o Bill. If M ephi s t o M i ke was killed by the scout no crepe in token of respectful regrets would be hung to t latch strings of any of the cabins, but instead the wo ul d have been a ferve11t delive r y of thanks th another brave had passed in his chips But, seeing that in that particular crowd the wor element predominated, the better class of men ke in the background. It seemed to them that Buffa Bill had developed a remarki,ble capability of taki ca r e of himself. Mephisto Mike' s question had to be answered, f he had glanced around th.e crowd, his e y e fallin upon those whom he knew would hardly dare decli -some of them would respond from sheer love seeing more killing, others from fear of being he to acconnt by the desperado if he escaped death. "I say s parcls, i s yer with me in pertectin g ou friends? repeated Mephisto Mike, in a louder a more threatening tone. A chorus of voices answered in the affirmative, an the crowd came closer. B u t Buffalo B i ll's face did not change in expres sion, unless it was that a grim smile hovered abou his mouth, and his voice was firm and distinct, as h said: "You make a mistake, gentlemen, for I have th right to arrest these men, and I shall shoot to kit: if I am driven to it "We kin shoot to kill, too, Buffa l o Bill, and Me phi s to Mike says so," yelled the crowd. That another moment would have br0ught on : deadly encounter all knew, for Buffalo Bill s face nov showed the spirit of a man determined to do and di right there, and the crowd wavered to gi,-e way fo those who meant to the deadly confl i ct. But as they wavered, into their midst glided a slen der form, and the clear voice of a woman cried: "Cowards! do you dare fire on me, too, for I take sides with Buffalo Bill?" It was Sue Turpin, the Mascot of Mine that sp o ke, and hardly had she uttered the word when Marcelite Monastery glided up to the othe side of Buffalo Bill. Both girls had repeating rifle : in their hands ready for use. Sue Turpin and Marcelite had just come in from < hunt clown the ,-alley and in the mountains, and th e negro cook wa s taking the game "'they had brough back with them, when he said: "I think somethin' is goin' wrong up the valle1 with l\fr. Bill, Miss Sne."

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THE BUFFALO B ILL 21 "Why, what is it?" and Sue gazed up the valley, 1ere the crowd surrounding Buffalo Bill and his 1soners were in sight. "Come, .Marcelite, for Mr. Cody is surely In some >Uble there," she cried, and, turning to the negro, c-0ntinuecl : "Run clown to the troopers; camp and tell to mnt quic,kly and come or1 up the vaUey. "Come, Marcelite," and the two girls'dashed away the full speed of their horses. They were compelled to leave their horses before 1ching the spot, on account of the uneven nature the ground, and Sue said, as she threw her rein her friend : "Here, Marcelite, you wait here, please, for I'll >P that trouble!" She glided forward as she spoke, overheard the >rds, saw the situation at a glance, and appeared on the scene, her presence unsuspected until she :eel the. crowd, rifle in hand, as she placed herself the side of the scout. The coming of the two ladies in the way they did Ltsecl a surprise like the fall of a bombshell aniong miners, and every of fight was taken out df The lawful men of the crowd greeted them with :1 using cheer, which was soon joined in by th e 1 1ers. As for lVIephisto Mike, he was glad to see a chance 1 escape, though Sue evidently recognized him as leader, and her eyes flashed defiance upon him. hinking that he now saw his chance to get out of ad scrape with some degree of honor, he said: '\Ve cannot go against you, Miss Sue, so passes.''1 'You are wise; but whe hung, maybe." "It is about all you can do to take care of your own neck," was Sue's retort. Just then up came Miner Turpin. with the soldiers at his back, the corporal by his side, for they had dismounted from their horses. "Men, if you are not satisfied, if these ladies will retire, we can settle the question of my right to arrest deserters right novv," said Buffalo Bill, facing the crowd. "Who your right, Buffalo Bill?" cried Miner Turpin, hotly. "It seems no one now, sir, for Miss Sue and Miss Marcelite have stampeded the fighters," was the answer of Buffalo Bill, and he laughed as he saw Mephisto Mike and his in;imediate backers getting out of view behind the now thickly gathering crowd. Miner Turpin was a power in Moonlight Valley, and his coming hftcl a qnieting effect, equaled only by the arrival of Sue and, Marcelite, and the presence of the soldiers also poured oil upon the troubled waters for the majority, no matter what a few hotheads might wish to \lo. "Take your prisoners to camp, sergeant, and keep two men on duty constantly-one over these five men, the other to watch the camp. "I will walk back with Miner Turpin as soon as I have for the burial of these bodies," said Buffalo 'Bill. "Leave that to Vaughan, Bill, for he will see to it, won't you, Vaugh<;ln ?" said Miner Turpin, addressing one of the men, who aI1swerecl: "Oh, yes, sir, I'll see 'em planted o. k., but, sergeant, you'd better unchain Hank Hall now, for he"ll not get away," and the sergeant quickly removed the handcuffs from the dead ma:n. "You have clone the camps a great service, Buffalo Bill, in killing Hercules Harry, while few will mourn for Hank Hall, for he \Vas a bad one; but hovv did it all happen?'' said Miner Turpin, as they walked along back to the cabins, accompanied by the two maidens, one of the soldiers leading their horses. Buffalo Bill told the story of the affair in his modest way and the miner said: "Let me warn you to look out for Mephisto Mike, for he \\ill strike you in the back, if he. can.

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22 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "He is one of the desperadoes on your l i st, and Hercules Harry was another, for he was the leader of the Owls, and Hank Hall was one of his gang, so you have done a fair day's work, I think; but look out for Mephisto Mike, for he is a bad one, and I heard several say yo u backed him down squarely and that means he will seek reyenge." CHAPTER VIII. A CHALLENGE ACCEPTED Marcel ite Monastery felt blue over the outcome of / her having told B u ffalo Bill what her father' s orders had been to Lieutenant Valdos. It had already resuited in the death of t\vo men Being the daughter of the commandant, however, and frequently aiding him in his work, answering letters and dispatches, she had learned much of what duties he was expected to perform. For y 'ears it had been the desire of the government to check de sertion, when the temptation of t h e mines was at hand, espec ially as the men who deserted were the worst element in tht army and became o u tlaws al most invariably, Marcelite knew, too, that there was a renegade element among the Indians that the commanders were anxious to lay a violent hand upon, as they urged the hostiles on to greater deed: of deviltry than they wo u ld otherwise be gi,iilty of. The desperadoes of the mining camps and settlements were also another bad lot, so that Marcelite, having heard her father's talk and instructions' to Lieutenan t Valdos, felt justified in telling Buffalo Bill what that officer had expected to accomplish on hi s Yi sit to Moonlight Valle y the going with troop<> as an escort being the nominal work for which they were sent there. The miner told Marcel ite, as did also Sue and Buf falo Bill that she had only done her duty in telling t h e latter what had been the orders of Lieutenant Valdos. as that officer had not been able to inform the scout, and hence she should not feel blue o\'er the fata l results. The scout had said to her, in his quiet way: "You don't know what precious li\'es you may have saved through my putting Her cules Harry cut of the way for he has a long lis t already to answer for, and if killed Hank Hall with a stray shot, from I I all accounts, it was a good to get rid of hi tc .. ). I ''Now you know, Miss Marcelite, that we mep the border have to carry our lives in our hands, a in the discharge of duty must take big chances being killed, and stand ready .to kill, too, thou wanton killing is to me the ba s est of crimes. "Let a man kill a few desperadoes in the dischar of his duty and to save his own life or the lives others, and befo r e long he i s branded as a ma killer-a name that no one who has a true heart car to bear. Like the officia l executioner, he must sta ready t o take life when the occasion demands it." "YOU are right, Bill and your argument is a go one, for yo u have been one to suffer by just su reports," said Hugh Turpin. "Yes, and will have to do the same thing again a again, as long as I lead thi s wild life," said Buffa Bill, in a tone of extreme sadness; but in an insta his manner changed, and he added : I "No, no, Miss Marcelite, don't you feel blue ov the death of any man whom your telling me my ders caused me to kill, and who was, really speakin tree fr u it, from the crimes he was guilty of. "Now I must go up to the city and look around ."You will take some of your soldiers with you asked Sue. "Oh, no, mi ss, for tha t would surely cause troub a s it would be said that 1 was afraid to go alone, a was l ooking for a fracas "Why, they' d doubtless tell me to come and g you and Miss :Marcelite to protect me," and the sco smiled, while Miner Turpin said: ''You are right, Bill, it would cause trouble 1 take your men, for there is a very ugly element : thes e mines, a n d this afternoon's arrest has starte the fire. Buffalo Bill soon after left the cabin and_ wemh his way on foot up to Mascot City The "city" was in fnll bla s t for the occurrences the afternoon had caused all the miners to assemb in the various saloon s 'at the tave1 and in knots, discussing the affair. The discussions, fired by liquor, ran hot, and whc Buffalo Bill dropped into "The Exchange, as 1.1 main gambling and drinking saloon was known, 1 fomid that there had already occurred one killir scrape and another in which a participant had bee badly wounded.

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I THE BUFFALO .BILL STORIES. 23 'The "hero" in each ca e 1Iephisto Mike, and i was enjoying 1a game of cards when Bill tintered into t11e saloon. . \\ith his deeds; and half-full of liquor, the roinent his eyes fell upon the scout he dropped his rds and called out, in a ,oice that silenced all noise: "Ho, Buffalo Bill, you come to have out your 1arrel with me, I suppose?" '"I have no quarrel with you unless you see fit to ake one, \Yas the calm '\Veil I do see fit to demand an apology for your this afternoon, or give me satisfaction." I have no apology to offer, but all the satisfaction u may desire." trouble which had ended in Mephisto 1ling one man and wounding another, had origin = d in the fa:ct that several miners had criticised his 'erfering with the arrest of the deserte1."s. t upheld the scout, and said that he had done t right .in killing Hercules Harry, and a cl.cl eel that t for Sue Turpin's timely arrival, the s0cout would killed l\Iephi s to Mike. he moment he beheld the tall form and hancl8ne, stern and cynical face of Buffalo Bill, it a rnsed. the Satan i n his nature, and he had hurled rn a challenge for an apology or a fight. Buffalo Bill entered, every e y e was upon ell, and many drew a long breath, for they felt that ther tragedy as to be enacted. \Vhy had not the scout stayed away?" some eel. r et, should he hide himself in a free country, it vas he not entitled to go where he pleased? it'he truth was. Buffa1o Bill had gone in the dis wrge of his duty. 31Ie was on the trail of the desperadoes Lieutenant P;dos had been given orders to hunt clown. role wished to find them, to spot them. to track mn, s o that when the time came to act, he could I n1'0 as'he crowd became breathles s with expectation s\(3uffalo Bill replied to the challenge of Mephisto and all eyes were upon him and the desperado. The latter at once attempted to draw his revolver, he was coYered with a quickne ss that brought a .er from the cro\\ d. l :Iow Buffalo Bill
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\ v I 24 T HE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES.. . \ name, but the fight shall take. place' at once, for I am the challenged party." In vain did Mephisto Mike try to put it off until the morrow, but Bt1ffalo Bill would not hear to it. The outlaw was forced to come to the scout's' terms as the challenged paity. It was no easy task to bring 1 \'Iephisto Mike to terms, for he had hoped, as it was to be a duel and f10t an encounter on the spur of the moment, to put off the until the morrow. That there was some trick in this all who knew the de-spetaclo felt assured, and every one hoped Bill would yiel 1. Mephisto Mike had first selected _one second, RedHand Romeo; and jus t at that moment Dick Das h had entered the saloon, and he also was chosen. These two seconds were as well known in the mines as Mephisto Mike, and even more to be feared. They also had a "record" as man-killers, and an encounter with them was always regarded, as in Mephisto Mike's case, as fatal to their adversary. It was Red-Hand Romeo who approached Buffalo Bill and said in his most courtly way: ''Pardon me, sir, but I come from my friend, Mephi'sto Mike, to learn your wishes for this meeting to-morrow with him. "You are misinformed, sir, for the meeting is for to-night, a'ncl r refer yon to my friend here," coolly s 'aid Buffalo Bill. "But, sir, nw friend with the Iris h name insists upon to-morrow." "You are known as one of the desperado duelists of the mines, I belieYe, for I have so heard you spoken of?" "I haYe that honor, sir." "Then you should know that the challenged party has the right to appoint time, weapons and place of mee.ting." "You are right, s ir ; but, h ere in the mines, we are notsticklers for such fine points of etiquette in the duello. " I am _fl stickler for justice, and I shall insist upon my rights, knowing the kind of a man I have to deal with. "I will consult my brother second, sir," and Recl Hand.Romeo walked away. Going apart with 1\fephist o :Mike and Dick Dash, the three held a whispered conversation for some t'ime, and then the latter came up to the.saloon when, Buffalo Bill was waiting. .. 1 ''Pardon me, you are Buffalo. Bill, the scout, I lieve, sir t' he said, in a gentlema.nly \Vay. "Y Ott are well known to us, sir, and I honor a brave man; but just now I represent Mephisto Mike\ and he demands that hi s meeting with you should bE: put off until to-morrow." ''As the party who has the right, I decline', sir." 'May I ask why, sir?" 'I sought no quarrel with your principal; I \Vas in terfered with by him when in the di scharge of duty' and coming here to-night he deemed himself insulte/ and demanf.iecl an apology. Now, stop this delayiw' matters, arrange with the two gentleme11 here wh& represent me, and let the matter be settled a t once otherwise I shall take affairs in m y own hands an1 settle it to please myself." l There wa s no doubting this way of putting the casi by Buffalo Bill, so Dick Dash returned to hi s com rades, and after a few minutes more came back t
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. THE BUFF l\LO BILL STORIES. 25 He had called forth an attack by his insulting man-e r toward the scout, and he had been very quickly enc ed. \\Then the principals were in position, facing the 11, and with their backs to each other, the two sec-nds neares t to them stepped back to the line of the owd. Then came the call of BuffaJo Bitrs second stand-g by Dick Dash: "'Ready! Right about-wheel! forward, march!" The two. men obeyed promptly, Buffalo Bill with ilitary precision, and as the steps weie .told off to n, bringing them within thirty paces of each other, id a silence that was deathlike, the second called t: "'Fire!" Mephisto Mike haq anticipated the command a econd 0r more, and his revol\'er was leveled by the e the \Vorel was uttered. Buffalo Bill halted at the shot. and before a sec1d pull on the trigger by :'.\Iephisto Mike, he anvered. \Vhen the puff of smoke cleared from the muzzle Buffalo Bill's reYolver he saw the desperado lying pon his face, while quickly turning him over, as he n to his side, Dick Dash called out: "Dead! Shot between the eyes-a magnificent ot, indeed!" The board roof rattled as the words of Dick Dash ought forth a roaring cheer, \Yhich was at once fol wed by hisses and groans from the admirers of Yle1istb Mike. "Don't cheer at a man's death, parcls," ct.me in uffalo Bill's ca"lm tones, and he hile Red-Hand Romeo was seen coming q uickiy ward him, and a cry of warning arose. But if the desperado meant to open fire. he was ecked when he saw the ugly looks about him, and at Buffalo Bill was on his guard, so he said, sav"Now_ scout. I am ready to step into iVIephisto [ike's place and meet you.'' "Is this a challenge?" "Certainly, for it means your life or mine." ::r am willing-let the same terms g0Yen1 u s,' sa id 1uffalo Bill sadly. But before another revoJyer could be forced upon uffalo Bill, the doors at each end of the saloon were irown open, and into one came :.\1r. Turpin; the rporal and eight soldiers. "Hold men! Our mines shall not be disgraced by ur murdering a goYernment officer and my friend. ed Romeo, and you, Ditk Dash, I arrest, and call on all good men to back me up, and the desperado ade:s here will be out of the way,'' said' Miner urpm. Covered by the repeating rifles of the soldiers, the two desperado leaders surrendered, and the s ergeant quickly had them in irons, where they were led off to the soldiers' camp. There it was proved that Sue and Marcelite were guarding the five deserters while Miner Turpin went tc the rescue of the scout. So ended the carrying out of the orders given Lieutenarit Valdos by Colonel Monastery, and told to Buffalo Bill by :\farcelite. SeYeral days after, Buffal o Bill and 'the soldiers set out upon the return to the fort with their prisoners, and :Niiner Turpin insisted upon sending along the ransom for Lieutenant Valdos. After a week on the trail, Buffal9 Bill and his party reached the fort, and the prisoners were in safe hands, and later suffered punishment f9r their crimes. At the time agreed upon Buffalo Bill, having the ransom money, went to an oppointed meeting-place, and there met the renegade chief, the lieutenant and a score of redskins The money wa paid, the officer released, the renegade keeping his contract, and the lieutenant and the started upon their return to the fort. On the wav Adrian Valdos said: Bill, my good frienq, 1 have found out that my unfortunate brother is really dead, for he died of his vvounds in the Xndian village. \Ve \\ ere twin brothers, but he seemed to be born bad, and dogged my steps continually, causing me no end of .unhappiness and trouble. Once, when I had a cattle ranch, he captured me and held me a prisoner for two years, to force my property from me, having squandered his share of our inheritance. It was there that I learned the Indians' secret signs, and I used them for protection. It was to see if he was dead, if .be was really in the grave of thos e killed after the big fight si:;-;: months ago that I went ahead.of our party. He wa;; not then, but died latei,. as I said. Now, we will drop the remembrance of my poor brother." Moonlight Mines became quite a respectable place after what was called "Buffalo Bill's Clean-out" of the toughs; but Miner Turpin decided to sell out hi s claims and move East, and Buffalo Bill. Lieutenant Valdos and a squadron of cavalry e scorted the miner and youngladies to the fort. :\"early a year after, Sue Turpin became the wife of Lieutenant Valdos, a t the same time that Marcelite was wedded to a handsome young aide on her father's staff; and Buffalo Bill sent as wedding gifts, a Yaluable lot of border somenirs to each bride, wi t h best wishes for all happjness through life. THE E::-
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.. I ATTENTION! l .. Another Contest-More Prizes Here is another Prize Anecdote Contest, The last was such a big success that we just had to have another. We want /Vlore Thrilling Adventures 1 You know what exciting stories of hair-breadth escapes and thrilling experiences you have been reading in the BUFFALO BILL WEEKLY lately: You want to read more about them, don't you? Well, send : J them in. Whetner you find yourself a winner or loser in the last contest, you have a splendid chance for the splendid prizes we offer in this new contest. You have all had some nar;rO\v escapes, some dangerous le adventur es in your lives. Perhaps it was the capsizing of a boat, or the scaling of a cliff, or a close shave in a burning building, or something else equally thrilling! Write II Up Just As It" Happened We offer a handsome prize for the most exciting and best written anecdote sent us by any reader of BUFFALO BILL WEEKLY. Incident, or.course, must relate to something that happened to the writer himself, and it must also be strictly true. It makes no difference how short the articles are, but no contribution must be longer than 500 words. This Contest Will Close May 1 Send in your anecdotes at once, boys. We are going to publish all of the best ones during the progress of the contest. HERE ARE Three Spaldinglnfielder's Gloves. I : 1 1 ' Three Spalding Catcher's Mitts. THE PRIZES Ten Spalding Baseball Bats. Ten Spalding Long Distance Megaphones. >----------------------------} The Three Boys Who Send Us The Best Anecdotes will each receive a first-class Spalding Catcher's Mitt. Made tliroughout of a tanned and selected buckskin, strong and durable, and pliableapd extra well padded. Has patent lace back. The Three Boys Who Send The Next Best Anecdotes will each receive a Spalding Infielder's Glove. Made throughout of selected velvet tanned buckskin, lined and correctly padded with finest felt. Highest quality of workmanship throughout. The Ten Boys Who Send The Next Best Anecdotes will receive an A 1 Spalding League Baseball Bat. Made ol the very best selected second growth white ash timber, grown on high land. No aw.amp ah is used in making these bats. Absolutely the best bat macje. The Ten Boys Who Send Us The Next Best Anecdotes To Become a Contestant for these Prizes 1 cut out tfle Ane C dotc Contest Coupon, printed herewith, fill it out properly n a11d send it to Buffalo Bill \l'e ckly, care of Street & Smith, 238 William ,St. New York City, together with your anecdote. No anccdot.e "..;,u be l1 con s idered that does not have this coupon Coupon Buffalo Bill Weekly Anecdote Contest PRIZE CONTEST No, 3. ,/ Date ......................... Name ............................................. I I City or. town.-. ................................... l{ State ................................ ............ Title of anecdote ................................. will each receive a Spalding 12.inch "Long Distance" Megaphone. Made Watch for announcement of the Prize Winners In of fireboard, capable of carrying the sound of human voke one mile, the, Contest just closed. Their names wlll appear and in some instances, two miles. More fun than a barrel of monker-:. Jn No. 41. ................................ 11!11111 ............. .......... .-l( I \ i

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PRIZE ANECDOTE DEPARTMENT. Just look the announcement c;>f the new contest on the opppsite page yod read any further. :he old contest closed last week with a whirlwind of letters that just missed too late. Some of these ite arrivals may win a prize; almost all of them are interesting and exciting stories. We will print a few, 1rhich ate too good for you to miss, boys. How It feels to be Drowned. (By Maurice D. Merrill, N. H. ) (' ne da y I took my fishp
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, 1. My Adventu r e on /\LO "'' ''" bofo" tho to.m wJ ( B y Mo rris N. J.) we were off Randolph street, between the crib and the tigf' 28 When I was ten years old, my father being a wealthy merchant, sent me to Hude's Academy, a large school on tho Rud son River. I was a restless and disobedient boy, so my father thought it best for me to go away from home, where I would become better. After I had been at the academy two or three weeks I became very friendly with a boy named Weston Hoagland. One hot day in July after school was over Weston said to me: "Willie, will you go and have a sail with me unbeknown to the master?" At our school we had two fine boRtE, One Wf\S a : sloop, and the other a r.rhe rule was for no one to go otit sailipg without telling the master. "Yes, I will go," I replied. 0111 then," he snid, we both w-0nt down t9 tbe clock and jtJJnping into the' sloop, push11d her off. Weston asked if I k,uew how to run a sailboat. Ho said he hRd sailed in a sloo11 many times. All went \\'ell going up the rhcr. We sailecl ab9ut ten mileR, having a very c1elightful time. About five o'clock we turne d the boat t\round, heading for home. The cunent waa going with us, and Weston could not control the boat. The bQat went so fast that '"e went right by the school, 11nd would h;we been lost if one of the teachers had not jul\1pcd into a l'Owboat and tal;:en u s ashore. An Adventure wi t h a Vanther. (Loomis Pugh, We s t Virginia.) On the 3d of J anuary, 19011 Martin B. TRylor and I were out on a hunting expedition in the mountains of New River, about twent.y miles east of 'rhurmond, W. Va. 'We had gone btJt a short distance whe n the scream of a panther attracted our attention, and thinking ourselves equipped for any emergency \\'C sat clown to nwait the coming of our animal. On he eame clo ser and closer, screaming more t e1'ibly than ever until he within about thil'ty yards of U R when we both emptied our in that direction, thinld ng it would be an easy task to slay our antagonist. When the smoke had cleared away we found to our horror that we had only crippled him, and now it seemed tha t he was more determined to devour us than ever befot e. With on!! great effort, he sprang toward us, but fo1tunately for us, I struck him on the head with n 1 y gun stock, and he fell upon the ground apparently dead. Befo1e we had time to think he was upon his feet, nnd sprang up again, this time ihvas u fierce struggle which lasted for some but after ret;eiving' a numbet of i;;cratches we rnCCt!Ccled in ending his life by pounding him with our guns. f\ Perilou s V o y age. (Il.y H. Stone, Chicago, Ill.) During the of 1899 Williatn Jacoby, Polak Buck and I started in a sailboat from Chicago to Waukeegan. We got as far as Grnse Point, Ill., when n te11rible hailstorm, from the north, struck us. We let go the anchor to ride through tl1e storm. We hnd been anchored about fiYe minutes when the cable broke. house, we tried to put up the sprit, when t ,he saU jibed on In trying to haul iu the sail, Bill let go the tiller. A stro wind caught the sail, threw us ove! on our beam ends a shifted the ballast. lay over so far that the force of water split thernainsall. A return wave righted us, otherw we would have capsized. We ran under the jib to Eighteenth st.reet. while Buck anl bailed the water out. We lowered the jib and r
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\ elf, and was going to see the doctor. 'l'he doctor wa s not there at the time, but he came in about an hour. I was placed an h is table and chloroformed. When I awoke from the influence of the drug my arm had been taken off. In about three weeks I was a15le to be around again. An Adventure with a Mustang. ( By Aaron Sweze, Philadelphia, Pa.) \Vh ile I was away in the country last summer I went to a horse sale with my uncle. He bought a pair of unbroken mus t angs that looked as gentle as lambs, and did not have life t

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30 THE BU.FF J\LO BILL STORIES. enough in them to buck. I said I would the smaller of the two home. I no sooner got fairly seated than he commenced to buck. When he found he couJd not throw me that way he lay down and beg;m to roll down, but I happened to be a little too quick for him that way, and thus got through all right. When he got up I was on his back again and he started to run. The harder I pulled on his mouth the faster he ran. He ran about five miles as hard as he could go and then he stopped short and I went over his head into a puddle of water about three feet deep. I thought my neck 'ms broken. When I got ncy .wits about. me I looked around for him and found him eating the grass along the sides of the road. I then caught him, but you can bet your sweet life I did not get on him again. I would not go through it again for a hundred dollars. This is a true experience. Fellows who read Buffalo Bill stories if you ride horses, take my advice and do not ride a horse you do not know anything about. I\ Murder Case. (By R. Maker, Mass.) On the second d11y of August a number of friends and myself were passing a large boarding-house when we heard a scream inside. As you may imagine, we ran up the steps jmuping three at a time. When we o .pened the door we were struck aghast by seeing a woman with a large Mexican dagger in her throat and catching a glimpse of a man disap pearing through the window. I jus t had time enough to grab the villain by the collar. I hung on to him like a tiger until a number of us got him down, and then we called for a poiice officer who happened along just then. He put the handcuffs on the murderer and took him to jail, and the man was after ward hanged. A. Close Call. (By Ralph B. Norris, Brooklyn, N. Y.) When I was five years old I lived at Ridgewood, N. J., a town situated on the Erie 'Railroad four miles west of Pater son. I was possessed with a desire to linger around the railway station and see the trains come in. Alth9ugh forbidden by my parents to go near the track, I constantly disobeyed them, such was my craze to watch the engine come snorting and puffing in, and to dream of one day becoming an engineer. My home at that time was but five minutes' walk from the depot, so I that I had not far to toddle to reach the scene of my longing. One clay I ventured on to the track, a thing I had never previously dared to do, and stood gazing first up and then down the na1Tow, shining rails that seemed to stretch so far away into the unknown wo rld. where I longed to go. Sud denly around the curve a mile away came a black, swiftly moving thing with a ribbon of smoke curling backward from its head. Scarcely realizing that it was a locomotive, I turned to flee, when (such is the swift punishment that overtakes the transgressor) my foot caught between the bo11rds that divide the two tracks and a rail, and I was a prisoner-a help less, struggling prisoner. For, try as I would, my foot would not come free. Do not think I was too young to realize my position. I felt, I knew that certain death was near. I can feel now the wild beating of my little heart, and the choking gasp of my breath that seemed as if it would tear my terrified little body in pieces. Nearer and nearer came the big, black monster. Oh, how swiftly he was gliding toward me on those shining rails that I had thought so beautiful only a brief mo ment before! I c11st a despairing glance around, but. no one was in sight; but I could catch a glimpse-just a glimpse, no more-of the chimneys of my home, and this sent a kind of sharp agony through me that I c1111 feel even to this clay. A shrill scream burst through my quivering lips; another, and Oh, joy beyond all words !-the portly form of Mr. D.--, the I well-known plumber and tinsmith of our town, nppearei}. round the corner of the depot. I stretched my trembling arm l out toward him. Seizing the situation at a glance, he rant me, and wrenching, with his strong grasp, my foot from it i trap, literally tore me from under the wheels of the East\ bound limited express, the fast" flyer," whose only stop wa Paterson, four miles away! ,. Poor Mr. D---! He was pale as ashes, and so was I. M. hat was gone, lost in the mad r11sh of the throbbing monste_ and I never saw it again. But what mattered that? I was sa:1 -I was alive, and I needed not the reprimand of the excitf; Mr. D.--(who was of Hibernian bit-th, and, as he was woic; to say, "proud of the job!") to start for my home instantei Only he put it in rather different style, something like thj, "Run home, ye red-headed little divil An' if I catch ye net'. this t1lraclf again, I'll--" i I did not wait for more. Poor, kind, brave Mr. D-! 1eq has .gone to his last home, but I shall ncyer forget him, D>
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