Buffalo Bill's sweepstake, or, Hunting the Paradise Gold Mine

Buffalo Bill's sweepstake, or, Hunting the Paradise Gold Mine

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issued TVeeldy. By $250 per year. Entered as Second Class Afatlrr at New York Pust Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N Y. No. 71. Price. Five Cents. "FIRE l I BRING THE HORSE DOWN!" THE STERN AND BUFFALO BILL LEVELED ru1 REVOLVER AND uLLED THE TRIGGER.


'ft1 !nnf?(?mlS@ ffiO[b[b A W EEKLY PUBLICATION DEVOTED T O 80R0eR Jsnuli W ee.ily. By Subscrip tion $2.so per y ea r E11tn-ed s Second Class /;fatt e r a t the N. Y. P ost Office, by S T R EET & SMIT!!, 238 Wtlliam St., N. Y. Entered acc11rdi111f t o Act of C o nJrress :n tlte year 1902, 1 n t h e Office of the Librarian o f C o ng-re ss Waslzi nfon, D C No. n. NEW YORK, Sept e m be r 20, 1902: Price Five Cents. BUFFALO BILL'S SWEEPSTAKE; OR, ti untin. g the Paradise Gold Mi11e. B y the a uthor of BUFF A L O BILL.' CH APTE R I. BUFF ALO BILL A PPEARS A c o lu m n of s o ldi e r s was filin g slowl y out of a s tock a d e fort i n A rizo na, and th e band was p laying the D ead Mar c h To a c a s ual observe r it w ould be e n thought a fu!lcra l tha t the so l d i ers w e r e t o the g r ai:e w ith s ome dea d c omrade But no; th e re was n v d ead 111an be ing b orne to t he g r ave, b u t a live on e A soldie r rode n po n a wa g o n seated upon his coffin for the corpse w a s ye t to be made t hat was to be buried The man seated upon h is c offi n was o f fin e phys i q ue, d ressed in u n iform a n d h a d a face that w as cleanshave n, and s o reveal e d every feature It was a strong face t h o u g h deacl ly pale now, a fac e t hat was feariess, passi onate, d e te rmined i n express i o n He l ooked neither to t h e right or the lef t a s h e was b orne along, b u t k ep t his eyes fix ed ahea d u po n a spo t in the little valley, upon the bank of a prett y stream, w h ere a g r o up of m en were standing awai t in g the coming cor-tcge Where th ose men stood was seen f r es h earth turned up and an o pe n grave. Save th e strccins of t h e fimera l m a rch pl a yed by t he b and, no s o un d brol

2 THE try, to the headquarters of the district commander, to see if a reprieve would be given the condemned man. The condemned soldier, who now stood at the head of his open grave, his coffin at his feet, had flushed at sight of the horseman, and then once more turned deadly pale, though otherwise he showed no fear and was perfectly calm. The scout threw himself from his horse, when ten feet away from the commanding officer, who was near the prisoner, a nd, saluting, handed to him a paper. Not a word was utte:ed, and a deathlike silence was up o n all. The eyes of each man moved in their sockets, turning from the prisoner to the commandant, as he read the of ficial paper handed to him by Buffalo Bill The prisoner's face did not change; not a muscle quivered; only his breast rose and fell more rapidly. Turning to the' prisoner, when he had read the docu ment, Major Randall said: "Wallace Weston, Buffalo Bill risked his life to go to Fort \i\Tingate and present a plea for a reprieve for you For your sake, I am sorry to say to you that the plea was in vain; for the colonel says that your offense, in takin g the life of a brother s'oldier, was a most heinous 0ne, and, h aving been tried by court-martia l and sentenced to death, he can do nothing-that you must die, and may Heaven have mercy upon your gui lt y soul." The voice of Major quivered as he spoke the words, but in firm tones the doomed man replied : "I expected such a response; but am I to die bound like a wild beast?" "No; free his arms and feet of the bonds upon them," ordered the major. Two soldiers stepped forward, and in a moment the man was free. He turned and gazed about him an instant, his eyes suddenly falling upon the magnific ent horse ridden t o the spo t by Buffalo Bill; then, with a mighty bound, he had cl.eared the space between, had thrown himself into the saddle, and with a wild, defiant yell, was away ,.c'Shoot him down!" shouted Maj or Randall, i n tones o f per empto r y command. But vain the attempt Not a musket was l oaded, and the execution squad had not yet charged th e ir guns "You are a dead revolver shot, Cody; brjng him down, for he is yet within range," cried the officer. The fugitive had dashed straight for the stream, and had forced the gallant horse t o make the leap Down he had gone into ten feet of water, but, rising quickly, was swimming for the other shore, and the stream was hardly fifty feet wide. At the command, Buffalo Bill drew his revolver, leveled it, and then said : "Remembe r, Major Randall, that man once saved my life." "Fire! I command you Brin g the horse down !" was the :;tern response, and Buffalo Bill leveled his revolver and pulled the tri gger. Every eye watched Buffalo Bill as he pulled tqe trigger. All knew that he was a dead shot-a man who never missed a foe or game he fired upon. The hand was steady, the fugitive not yet a hundred yards away, and that same revoiver had brought down,, fir ed by that iron hand, aimed by that unerring eye, a deer at a hundred yards. The sharp r eport came, the flash, and the b ullet sped on its way. A murmur ran through the crowd of soldiers, as they saw the bullet strike the water two feet to the right of the horse! An impatient imprecation came from the major's lips and Buffalo Bill fired again, just as the horse r eached the other shore. Again a murmur, for the bullet knocked up the earth to th e left of the feet of the animal. 011ce he had reached the land, with a yell of defiance, the fugitive was away, glancing over his shoulder, whil e rapidly shot after shot rung out from the revolver. B ut not a bullet touched horse or rider, or, if it did, there was no evidence of its doing so Ca lmly the scout r eturned his revolver to his belt, and walked away, whi l e Major Randall quickly ordered the cavalry, who were on foot, to double-quick to the fort and pursue the fugitive Intense excitement for a few minutes followed the dar ing escape of the condemned soldier, 'but military disci pline promptly brought order out of chaos; the band began to play, and the troops marched back to the fort As the head of the, column reac hed the 9tockade gates, out of them rode a squad of cavalry, headed by an officer, and th ey started off in hot pursuit of the fugitive from death at the hands of his comrades for a crime committed "And Buffalo Bill missed him, though he fired six shots," were the words going from lip to lip, and men s h ook their heads ominously, while now and then was one bold enough to say that: "He did n ot aim to hit him-Buffalo Bill never misses his game, be it man or beast; he did not wish to kill him, or bring down his horse, and have him reca ptu red." This was the opinion that rapidly gained ground; but, whether true or not, Buffalo Bill had nothing to say. He quietly went to his quarters, making no r emark at the loss of his hor se saddle, and outfit1 not to speak of his rifle, which hung upon the horn of his saddle: Fort Faraway was a very dangerous post, for it 1s in the midst of the Indian country, a military check u h the movements of the hostiles, and a barri e r to k eep them back from the settlements that were beginning to extend further and furth er out upon the Utah and Arizona frontier. Severa l hundred soldiers were stationed there, consist ing of a couple of sections of light two troops of cavalry, and three companies of in fantry, with a score of sco uts, under Buffalo Bill, who was their chief, and in time of need further increased his command by some thirty cowboys, who were stationed a t the post, guarding a herd of cattle tha t were kept there. Half a troop of cavalry, under Li eutenant Tompkins, had started out after the fu git i v e soldier, now a deserter, as well as a man under death sentence, and yet the ho pe of catching him was very slight. There was one chance, and that was, as he had gone toward the desert la nds, they might be able to cut him off, drive him into them, and, without guide, food or water, rather than risk the tortures of starvation, he would yield himself a prisoner again, and submit to death by exec u tion


q"HE BU ff J\LO BILL STORIES 3 Away went the cavalry at a run, crossing the stream whe1 e the fugitive had, and pnshing rapidly on a hill which they hoped to reach while there was yet light enough to obtain a view of the vast expan se beyo n d, then the soldier could be seen if within six or eight miles. They pushed their horses hard, and reached tl1e hilltop just as the sun was touching the mountain horizon ori the distant mountain range. vVith his f.elqgla s s to his eyes, Lieutenant Tompkins swept the expanse before him, and almost instantly called out: "There he goes He is heading directly along Death Trail, and for the desert. "We mus t deploy into a long line, and thus pursue to the desert." The order was given, the troopers deployed into a line a mile in length, and thus advanced at a gallop in chase. A deep canyon split the plain on the right of the line, and a red cliff on the left, which no horseman could as cend, and then stretched away into the desert, so that the fugitive would be driven away from all hope of food, water and grass for his horse, and be forced to risk the deadly danger before him, or return and give himself up. Lieutenant Tompkins was not a man to give up a ch ase until all hope of success failed and, though he had come without rations for his m e n, he pus hed at the risk of bringing suffering upon himself and his soldiers. \Vi th the moon almost at i ts full, and the troopers. scat tered acr o ss the lev e l plain of sand, from range to canyon, ther e was no chance of the fugitive slipping past them a n d goi n g ba c k into the mountain country, where game, g r a s s and w ater 'vere in abundance. Out u po n the de s ert they rode, guided by the light of the m oo n and no t until .after midnight did Lieutenant T o m p k i n s c all a halt for rest, fo r then there wa_ s no grass for the hors es no w a t e r and t he men must go suppe rle s s to the ir b l::mke t s The morning dawned to show that the fugitive, li..1<:e them se l ves h a d sle p t upon the desert. He. was vis ibl e a few miles away just mouhting the ho rs e of Buffalo Bill which had saved his life thus far to conti nue h i s flight. He saw the troopers as they did him, and started fur ther int o the d esert a t a can t er. ' Come m e n Buffalo Bill had ridde n a lo n g way, so his hors e must h a ve b e en very tired, and must now be brok e n down. a1.1ima ls a1;; fre sh, and can catch We.ston by pusnmg h im har d. called out Lieutenant Tompkms. H e t h re'". into his sad d le, as he spoke, and, the men follo w m g his e x ample t hey w e re off at a swing ing gall op. M iles away was visible a clump of trees, and the rruide told th e lieutenant that there was a sp ring there :,,, gra s s a n d firewood m plenty, but beyond there was not ano t her drop water, blade of grass or tree for many, m an y l ong mile s the de s ert stretching away from that p o in t in to a w oo dl ess, treeless, waterless waste of sand. That the horse ridden by the fugitive, splendid animal though he was, could not last much l on ger, the officer :ind his men soon discovered, for their animals not being Jaded as was the :icout's horse, by a four days' hard ride, were used up. So they pushed on tke more rapidly, convinced that i n th_ e oasis, or they would bring the prisoner _to, bay They drew rapidly nearer to the matte, in 1vhich they had seen the horseman disappear, and, though the sui'1 was blistering hot, the dust of fine sa11d torturing, and the heat causing their horses to pant like hounds, they did not draw rein they dashed into the little bit of timber, men and ammals glad to find wate r and shade at hand. The gallant young lie u tenant, co nvi n ced that the fugi tive wonld s t and at bay, p r e f erri n g to die fighting rather than b e shot down a t exe cu tio n halted his men, and rode on alone, determined to try p arleying with Wallace 'Nes ton before firing upon him As he came near the c enter of t h e tim b er, he started, as a shout greeted him, and, to his su r prise, s a w t he soldier mounted upon a fresh horse, an d flyi n g aw a y like the wind, while, standing nea r with h ead hanging low, was the horse of Buffalo Bill, stripped of h i s bridle, saddle and outfit. A loud call brought h is m e n to the spot, and, as they saw that the fugitive had a fresh mo u n t, and a good on\7." Well we will halt here until to morrow, for the horses will be all right, though we ourselves must starve it out. "If he comes back it will be in that time, and if he does not he will go to his death, as you say, for no man or beast can Jong survive out on that arid plain Making a show of still pursuing, Lieutenant Tompkins, the guard, Cas e y and a few of the troopers whose ho1. es w e re in the be s t condi t ion, kept up the chase, while the o t hers were told to stalce out their animals, and hunt about for some kind of game to stay their hunger. After going half a dozen miles, however, Lieutenant Tompkins, in mercy to man and beast, gave the order to ret r eat, leavi n g the fugiti ve, whose horse was still fresh a:-id far ahead, to continue his flight without further pnr suit. Returning to the mo t te the troopers found that their comrade had hunted in vain for ahy kind of game; but water was in plenty, and that refreshed them, whi le their horses had good grass to feed on, which caused a ser g eant to lament, and the others to acquie s ce with him, hungry as all were, that they were not, for the time being, grass-eaters thems e lves. That night they started upon their return the fort, having done their best, but failed.


4 BU ff f\LO BILL STORIESo CHAPTER II. NOT GIVEN UP. \ Vhen the co mmandant of Fort Faraway found that the troopers, un de r Lieutenant Tompkins, did retu:n l ate at night, and know in g that they had gone off, m their hurried pursuit, without rations, l;e ordered a force to be ready to g o ou t the next mormng and carry supplies to them He also sent for Buffalo Bill, and when the chief of scouts appeared, said : "Co dy, there is no one who r egards you more h1g!1ly than I do no one who would be further from doubtmg your lo yaity, and yet I feel very sure that in this you did not seek t o bring down the up on which Serrreant vVallace \ Veston was making his escape "Major Randall, you may r e call that I found vVallace Weston dying on the plains; that. I too'.< l_1im to the est fort, and was the cause of h1s enhstmg as a soldier when he recovered. He had been a soldier before, though he would have nothing to say of his past "I liked the man and, though stern, and hoicling apart ' from all, he was yet very popular, and rose to a corporal s position, then to that o:f sergeant. That there was something between Sergeant Manton Mayh ew and \!Veston more than the qua r rel that ended in the former's death, I am certain; but Weston would say nothing as to that, and accepted his condemnation in silence, and without a murmur. "You are aware, I believe, Major Randall, that Sergeant Weston, when we had the Indian battle in New Mexico, and in which my horse was killed, rode back alone, at the risk of his life, l eading an animal for me to mount, and, but for his aid then, I could never have es caped alive. "It w a s for this that I rode to the general's quarters to trv and get a delay in his execution, hoping that he m ight b; able to bring some evidence that would change the sen tence of death against him. "I came just in time with th e iefusal of th.c general to interf ere, and the man, a bold fellow, as you know, leaped upbn my tired horse and made his escape "You ordered me to fire, and I obeyed, but I was firing tip on the horse that had been my comrade in many a danger, on many a long trail, and I was to brin g clown the inan who had saved my life-the man I was instrumental in getling to enlist in the army." Major Randall listened with deepest attention to the scout. and th en said, while he was impres sed with what he had h e ard : "I do not wonder, Cody, that you did not care to kill that man, and yet I kiiow had you wished to have done so, you could hav e brought both horse and rid e r down, for you are too deadly a shot to have missed, even wi t h a revolver. "You h ave l os t your ht>,rse and outfit, and I can only report that firing upon the fu g itive failed to b ring him down." "Thank you, sir." "But I wish you to take th e trail after him, run him to earth, if po ssible, and, if you capture him, as the da y ap p ointed for his execution has passed, I \vill take the re spon sib ilit y of delaying further until a full r epor t can be made to headquarters and in that time, if Weston can made to talk, to speak for himself, he may be able to clear away the evidence so as to get clemency shown him." "I nope so, sir." "Now, go with Lieutenant Peyton and twenty m en, after that gallant, young Tompkins, who will push on, if he starves his men and kills his horses, to capture vVestoH, whom, however, he has always lik ed "Lieutenant Peyton and his men can push on, while Lieutenant Tompk ins returns to the fort, and you are to be the guide and scout, and I feel that you will do your duty "I will endeavo r to do so, sir." "You have other hors es and outfits, I believe ?" Ye s sir and will be r eady for the trail when you give the order to star t, sir," and, saluting, Buffalo Bill le:ft the major's quarters Half an hour after, Buffalo Bill, as scout, rode out in advance of the squad, with supp l ies, going to the reli ef of Li e utenant Tompkins. The party pushed ahead at a bri s k pace, carrying sev eral pac khorses with them, a nd it was just daybreak, when passing over the ridge, for Buffalo followed the trail in th e moonlight, that they came m sight of the returning squad. They at once went into camp, and whe n thei r half-fam i shed and tired comrades rode up, coming from the d esert they had a good breakfast awaiting them. The two squads greeted each other with che ers, and the haggard faces of t h ose who been over forty hours without food told how they had suffered. But, though he let bis men return, Lieut enant Tomp kins, who was the senior officer of the troop that both squads came from, told Li eutenant Peyton that he would ao on with the fresh men, while he, who had lately had a attack, should r eturn to the fort. Afte r a rest of two hours, and a good breakfast, the handsome young officer placed hims e lf at th e h ea d of t he fre s h troopers, and, with a farewell to their comrades, they rode on toward the desert, Buffalo Bill riding in ad vance "We will push on to the motte to-night, Cody, and camp there, and to-morrow follow the trail of the fugi tive from t h ere, fot; I will not give up 1.he pursuit until I capture him, or knovv that he gone to his death in the des e rt," said Li eutenant Tompkins. The squad desce nd e d the ran ge,. from the shelt e1: of the trees, going down up on the burmng, pla111, and held on between the cliffs upon the one side and the can von on the other, to the desert. Riding up to the side of Buffalo Bill, Lieutenant Tompkins said: "Have you ever been far o'ut into this Arizona desert Cody?" "Yes, lieut enant, I penetrated it once to solve a m ystery of a fertile valley said to be in the center. "That was some time b efore yo u came to the fort.'1 "Oh yes I have heard of that, and that you found a ?'' band of gold-diggers there who kept everybody away. "Yes, sir." "It is a very dangerous trail, to push in to this desert, I can w ell undeFstancl from my short experience wit h it "It is d eat h to th e man not acquainted with the geog raphy of its surroundings, and, carrying no food and water to penetrate it beyond the reach of his vision, where


BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. he can keep the mountains in sight, for after we leave the matte ahead it is sand, r ock and barren waste, with no water, for the hole s that have water at times are now dried up." "Yet the sergeant went straight out into its desolation." "Yes, lieutenant, for he felt that sure death was bP\,:--' him and a chance of life ahead." "You have no belief in finding him, I am sure?" "Yes, I have, sir." "His body?" "That is it, sir, for, though he got a fresh horse, as you told me, in the matte, I had but little food in my haver sack, and th ere is no chance of his stand ing this terrible heat and suffering long." "You expect, then, that he will e ith e r drop on the trail or return ?" "He'll not r et urn, lieut enant, for he is not that kind of a man, but push on to death, rather "Was it not strange about his finding that horse, Cody, in the matte, at the very moment your horse could go no further ? '' "Some men are born for good luck, Lieutenant Tomp kins, and the escape and findin g of that horse le ads me to think he is one." "I agTee with you, but do you think you can follow his trai l over the desert?" "Oh, yes, unless we have a windstorm to drift the sand, and that is not "Well, I like the felfow, and I believe that he had more r eason for killing.Se r geant Mayhew than he would admit to the court-martial. "Weston is a strange man, Cody, and I have an idea that he has seen far better days, and is a man of educa tion." "I have thought the same, sir; but there l ooms the matte, and, if he has been driven back, we will find him there." "For my part, I hope not, though I shall leave nothinfl' undone to capture him," said kind-hearted lieutenanl The matte now l oomed up ahead, and the two horses pushed on without urging, their instinct telling them that the;e was rest, and grass ahead of them. The heat was intense; there was a glare of fire, it seemed, rising from the desert, and both men and animals were suffering. When at last the shade of the motte was r eached, there was an instant relief, but even thete the burning sun caused the heat to be almost un bearable. The horses were soon feeding at will, and the men, thr owing themselves clown in the shade near the spring, awaited for night to come on before makin,;a n effort to cook their supper. After dark they had a light meal, and sought r est, for they were to make a start early enough in the morning to bring them to th e spot wher:e they had given up the trail before, for from there on Buffalo Bill would have to fol low the trail of a single horse. \i\Tith cooked food, canteens fiiled and orders not to touch a drop without permission, the pursuing soldiers made an ea rl y start, and r eached the spot where the sing l e trail of the fugitiye held on just as the snn rose and cast its burning rays over the desert. Ahead and alone, Buffalo Bill followed t he dim trail at a pace that he knew the horses could stand, yet swifter than that a t which he thought the fugitive had gone The trail l ed directly in a straight line for miles, then swerved a little to the right, and not long after began to go on a zig-zag course. The scout halted, and, when Lieutenant Tompkins rode up, he was the ground attentively "Have you lost the trail, Cody?" "No, sir; I have found anothe r "\Vhat 'do you make out of that?" "Simply that both trails were made by the same horse." "Then he has doubled upon his track?" The scout made no reply, and a peculiar lo ok passed over his face, while he said : "It may be, sir, and yet I doubt i t." "\,Yell, you have good eyes, for I only now and then c an see a track." "Yes, sir, and that track tells fhe story," and Buffalo Bill led the way once more An hour after, a large rnck towered up, standing alone out in the d esert. and toward this landmark the trail ran. As they neared it, all saw an object lying at the base of the rock, and, approaching closer, Buffalo Bill said : "We have found him, Lieutenant Tompkins, for there lies both man and horse." "Dead?" "Yes sir." CHAPTER III. A GRAVE IN THE DESERT. The men all approached the solitary rock in the desert, whi ch stood out like a monument to the dead, with an air of reverence. They had admired the sergeant, whom they knew to be brave to recklessness, of a generous nature, though stern and fond of being alone. The nan he had killed they did not like. He was wont to speak of his having been born a fen tle men and rich, and that fraud had deprived him o his fortune. He was overbearing, and at times possessed a very ugly tem pe r. what had passed between Weston and his brother ser geant, no one knew, mote than to hear an'gry words and see one man fall, wh e n a bayonet in the hands of the other was driven through his breast. A cocked revolver was found upon Manton Mayhew, and Sergeant Wallace Weston had said that he killed his brother sergeant b e cause the two quarreled and he was in a rage. More than this he would not say, and the court-martial that tried him could not get him to, and so he was found guilty of murder and sentenced to be shot. Tbe men rememb ered his bearing, they rec alled that he h2d not weakened through all, and when the chanc e of fered itself to escape he had daringly made the effort 1ow, as they approached his b ody, l ying by the rock, they were sad at the fate that had been his, yet mentally decided that it had bettei b e thus than an execution. As Buffalo Bill rode by the side of Lieut enant T omp kins towar.d the rock, and then came within a hundred yards bf it, a pack of snarling coyot es were seen to sud denly dash out of the shadow and g-o across the plain


"HE BUFFALO BlLL STORIES. with a lope natural to them, glancing back as they did so in fury at being driven from their prey. "The cowardly brutes! They have already been tearing -him to pieces," said Buffalo Bill, and, raising his rifle, he fired several shots at long range. Each shot brought down a coyote, and this sent the others off at a speed which only those brutes can make when really frightened. As the troop neared the rock, they beheld horse and rider lying near together. Both had been the prey of the desert dogs, for the face and hands of the fugitive sergeant had been torn beyond recognition, and the sharp teeth of the pack had slashed the animal's flanks in many places. The. soldier's clothing was badly torn and the saddle, bridle and trappings were still upon the horse. The horse was soon stripped of his trappings and the blankets of the scout, attached to the saddle, served as shroud and coffin for tlie dead sergeant, who was wrapped tightly in them, and tied securely with the stake rope. With their sabers, the soldiers began to dig a grave close under the rock, Buffalo Bill remarking that, wheri the grave was half filled in the huge stone, by their united strength, could be rolled upon it, and become a monument, while it would also save the body from being torn up by the coyotes. This plan was followed, and Lieutenant Tompkins, with uncovered head, repeated the burial service for the dead over the unfortunate sergeant, whose life had been a mystery t o his companions and who had met such a sad end . "Poor fellow He simply starved to de ath, and, with the heat, could stand it no longer," said the scout. "But why should his hor se have died so soon, Cody?" "vVe do not know how fresh or used up the animal was, lieutenant. In fact, he may have been half dead when found by Sergeant Weston." "True." "And then, too, I noticed that one chamber of my re volver, the one lying near the sergeant's hand was empty." "You think that he may have shot his horse, then?" "It might be, in a fit of despair, not wishing to die alone he may have killed the animal." "Poor fellow! But, is it not strange that coyotes should be so far from water, Cody?" "Those little, cowardly dogs, sir, have a. wonderful scent for food, and an instinc t, too, that is remarkable. They may have followed the sergeant, feeling sure that he was going to his death." ""Which is quite probable. But come, we have followed Weston to the end, and must be on our return, for I have no desire to see any of my men and hor ses go under. "It is growing late, yet we must push on to the water to-night, Cody." "Bv all means, sir, for both men and horses' sake. I can measure the strain upon them here on the des ert." "Yes, and I can feel it," answered the lieutenant. The heads of the horses were at once turned upon the homeward trail, and they needed no urging on their way, for they kne\.v that their destination was the motte, where water and grass aw ait ed them. Backward glances were cast b y the soldiers at the grave in the desert, marked by the solitary rock, and all felt sad at the fate of the man who had died there alone and in suffering. The night camp was made in th e motte, and the fol lowing night, just at sunset, the party returned to the fort. Lieu tenant Tompkins at once made his report, and Ser geant wallace Weston was put down as dead, while the young officer was thanked by the major for his services, and Buffalo Bill al so for having guided the party to where the trail of the fugitive ended. CHAPTER IV. THE RUN FOR LIFE. The man who had so bravely made a strike for his life, when all hop e seemed gone, when he was surrounded, as it were, b y a couple of hundred men, when death 's shadow was falling up on him as he stood at the head of the open grave dug to receive his body had calculat ed well his chances of escape, and quickly determined to risk them. The arrival of Buffalo Bill, his horse standing near, the open side of the square, the stream and timber be yond, were all seen in a flash, and then came the thought that failure could only bring death, a volley and all would be ov e r. So it was that Sergeant Wallace Weston made the des pe ra t e rush for life, bounding to the side of the scout's horse and with a mighty leap throwing himself int o the saddle. He forced the horse over the bank, arose from the depths and went swiftly toward the other shore. Turning in his saddle, he wondered why he had not been greeted with a volley, and then rem em bered that the guns of the s oldiers were unl oaded, that no one would fire without orders, that the men would have to be take n out of the i r position in square and formed in line, muskets loaded, and then fire. Mili tary discipline had saved him thus far. Then he saw Buffalo Bill level his revolver and pull the trigge r. He ducked in his saddle, for he well knew the scout's deadly aim. The shot falling near him in the water, another on the bank and each bullet flying wide, h e said, grimly: "He would llC'Jt kill me-he aimed to miss me. I'll never forget brave :Buffalo Bill for that." A few hundred yards had been gone over, and the man realized that the horse he rode was far from fresh, and he recalled that the scout had made a hard ride to try ;;nd get a reprie ve for him. But his chances were desperate, and the horse must suffer to save him. He forced him ahead as hard as he dared, for he knew that it would not be half an hour befo re cavalry would be upon his track and, if he could escape them until nig ht fall, in the darkness he might be able to completely elude pursuit. He held straight on until he reached the range of hills, which he crossed, and descending, headed for the desert. "They will not follow me there," he murmured, and, examining the outfit of the scout, he found that he had with him a couple of days' rations, at l east, a canteen of water, roll of blankets, with the rifle and ammunition in plenty. As be reached the desert, he saw dark objects on the


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 'l slope of the hill, visible in the rays of the setting sun, and he knew that they were troopers in pursuit of him. "They can follow me no further than the desert, for then they must halt, and I will have a night's start. of them, even if my horse faifs me and I am on foot," l1e murmured, as he rode along in the gathering gloom of coming night. with the heat of day no longer oppressing him, and a drink of water just as he left the hills, the horse rallied some what, and was urged steadily along out upon the desert. > Proceeding in a walk, after darkness came, the fugitive continued hi s flight, until the moon rose and lighted his w ay Be could see nothing of his pursuers and at last de cided to halt for the night, out of mercy for the noble animal he rode. He bathed the nostrils of the horse, to refresh him, spread a blanket upon the sand, and, grasping the rein, lay down to r est, after eating a small piece of deer meat and a cracker. Worn out with all he had passed through, he did n o t aw ake, as he had expected, at midnight, but on until th e dawn was near at hand. Then h e a \YOke w i th a sta rt, looked about him for a mo ment, and ail the h orror of his situation flashed upon him. I must g e t away from here, for even now they may be near m e "Poor h o r se, without food and water, and day upon us, vou indeed, will have a hard time of it." Quickly rolling up his blanket, and throwing it over th e s addl e he mounted, and rode on, to soon discover that the troopers were not far away, and, coming upon his trail like men who meant to capture him, suffer what they might in effort to do so. Ahead of him loomed up green trees and the presence of and g rass for his horse. \Vas it one of those mirages of which he had so often heard, luring the traveler on to d eath? H e half feared so until he saw that his horse beheld the green tre es, scented the water, and pushed on more rapidly, with ears b ent forward and every now and then g i ving a low neigh of delight. "It will save you, good for you are ha,rdly abk to bea r me now," sa id the fugitive and he urged his horse on, for his own lips wer e parched, his throat dry, and he h ad eate n nothing since the few mouthfu l s the evening be fore. At l ast t h e motte, th e gree n oa sis in the desert, was and, rushing up to the little stream flowing fr om th e spnng, the h o r se shove d his nose deep down into its cool depths As the rider sprang fr om th e s a ddle, h e uttered a cry of d eligh t for there, not a h qnd red yards awci,y, was a fine a:ni1.11al gazing at him, with a curious l o ok, as though won derin g who and what h e was The man at o n ce started toward the st range hor se and wa!? gfad that he did n ot run from him. He in catching him and l eading him u p t o the noDle a mmal. that had borne him so long a di s t anc e a nd s o w ell qmckly tra n s ferr e d the sadd k a nd bridle from him t o his fresh mount. Filling his tl1en with cool water, ai"!S! with affectionate caress to the most noble animal he was leav ing he mounted and rode away from the spring. Halting at the last grassy plot, he hastily pulled enou g h for a small feed, wrapped it in his blanket, and, mounting, rode on once more, and just as the troopers were coming rapidly toward the matte. "This horse is fresh, their horses are dead beat, and Fate, after providing me with this fresh mount, will not allow me to be retak e n." As he so mused aloud, a different look came over his face, the expression of stern resolve to bear up against despair faded away, and he had the appearance of one filled with hope for the present. He looked back, and saw that the troopers rode into th e motte, that they halted there, and after a short rest a few came on. But he had no fear now, apparently, and rode on his course, though at times he seemed to hesitate as to which way he should go. When darkness came he a gain camped upon the desert giving his horse half of the grass he had brought for him, and a few swallows of water from his canteen. When dawn broke, he was again in the saddle, and, after tid ing for se v eral hours, beheld a rock ahead. The horse seemed to wish to go directly to it, and he had observed several times that the animal was inclined to go his own way. 1 Now he rode directly for the large bowlder, neighing a couple of times, and, as he approach ed it, he saw a pack of coyotes go whining away. "Coyotes away out here on the desert mean that they have found food there," he muttered, and when he rode up to the rock he made a startling discovery. . There lay the form of a man, clad in buckskin and min e r's dre s s combined. His hat was near, and he lay with his head upon his saddle, a blanket beneath him and a bridle and trappings near. The face and hands of the man had been disfigured but slightly, showing that the coyotes had not long before found their game. Raising his rifle, he fired several shots, which sent the voracious brutes scattering far away over the desert. Then he gave the balance of the grass he had with him to his horse, and unsaddled him, while he b egan to search the body of the man he had found dead there in the desert. Unwrapping his blankets, he discovered a buckskin roll, in which were a few trinkets, a watch, chain, ring and sle e ve-butt o ns, with se veral photographs and a map with a "key" attached to it. There was a bundle of letters and some paper!!, all of which the fugitive glanced over carefully, and with varying expres s i ons coming and going upon his face the while. At last from his lips bFoke a wild, exultant shout, foll owed by a burst of laughter, as he cried: ''By H e aven, but the star of my destiny is in the ascend ant, for again has fortune favored me! "Yes, thi s map and key, and th ese papers tell me where I c a n find u ntold wealth-where I c a n dig a fortune from th e ea r t h in bright yellow gold "This poor fellow has died starved to death, and, as I live, I beli ve this is h orse, which has straved back tQ. .w.l_iere he could find _grass and :vyafer,


8 THE BU ff !iLO BI L L STORIES. "Yes, for the animal would come in this direction, and this was his master I "Being dead, this poor piece of clay needs not the for tune l have found on his d ea d body-no, it is mine, mine! "Ha I what thought is. this that comes to me? "By Heaven, I'll do it; and, if the troop e rs yet follow my trail, they will find m y clothes on a bod y half devoured by coyo t e s the scout's saddle, bridle and rifle, and the horse they saw me ride away from the motte lying dead by my side, for I must make the deceit a perfect one. "Yes, Wallace Weston will be reported as having died upon the desert, while in reality he will be far from here, a fortune out of the earth. 'Hal ha ha I am now defiant, for I was not born to die as this poor wretch has." With this, he drew off his uniform and tbe clothes of the dead man, and quickly made the exchange, taking from his pocket a small pair of shears and cutting away the b ea rd which he did not wish to betray him. When all was ready, he took up the saddle and trap pings of the dead man, and, raising his rifle, shot the horse that had ser v ed him so well. "It is cruel, but the brute must die for the human," he said, in a low tone, and t hen walked rapidly away from the spot. Glancing back when far away he smiled grimly as he saw the coyotes sne aking back to devour their prey He hurried from the rock in the gathering gloom, carry ing with him his load of the s addle, bridle and outfit of the man he had found dead. "If found by the men who are pursuing me, they will bury him, and that will end my career to the world. "I would like to put the poor fell ow in a grave, but then he serves me too well to p erm it of that. "What a coincidence that he should be just my size ; and with his beard cut off not unlike me, he will readily pass for me "Ah, me! what is before me now I wonder? "After all that has come up in my favor, I cannot but believe that the future holds mor e in store for me than has the past. "Now, let me see! Which way will I go? "Why, b ac k the way I came, of cou rse, for I can find that oa sis in the desert that served me so w ell b e fore, and from there tQ the mountains can be made in a d ay's jour ney, though I must approach, them by night, so as to b e see n by any one who n;iay be in the hills "Then, too, the Land of Gold is in that direction, and thither I go now, for there lies my future "Somewhere I will pick up a hors e so I will carry this rig, heavy as it is. "Now, turning my face upon the past, I front the fu ture and all th a t it h as in s t ore for me." Thus he mused, as he stood in t h e desert, wit h the moon rising to light his way. Having decided he took his course, from the rising moon showing him the points of the compass, and set off upon the back trail. walkin g, as he was, he knew that he could hid e where horsemen could not, an d he couid hear the tramp of cav alry far away. His tracks would make no impression, so his trail could not be followed. On he went over the moonlit desert, keeping up a steady tramp until midnight when he ate sparin gly of the little food he had secured with the scout's haversack, and took a few swallows of water. With the saddle, bridle lariat, rifle and belt of arms of the dead miner the cant e en, blank ets and ammunition, he had a weight of sixty pounds to carry. But he was a powerfully-built man, and walked along without seeming effort. At last, having kept up a brisk w alk all ni ght, he saw the dark shadows ahead that marked the outline of t he little clump of timber in the desert, with it s cool spring to refresh him. He walked more briskl y now anxious to enter its shelter while it was yet dark, for he knew not but that his pursuers might be camped there. The sun, however, rose before he reached the timb er, and, as he gazed into its shadows, he halted. After all he had passed through, were his pursuers lurk ing there for him? If so, they saw him, and were awaiting his coming. To escape now would be impos s ible, i h e was seen, so he would go boldly on and face the ordeal, whatever it might be So on he went, with firm tread stern face, and read'" to face the worst. He ent ered the timber, his h eart in his throat, as it felt to him, yet calm of mien. He had more to live for now than ever, for he h e ld in his posses s ion the secret of a mine which the papers at tached to it said was a fortune of g o ld. Must he lose all now ? But not a sound broke the stillness not a leaf stirred, not a moving thing was in sight. Straight to the sprin g he went, and quenched his thirst, and then he ate his breakfast but partook very sparingly. Bathing his feet and refreshing himself with the cool water, he walked over to where there was a thicket and, creeping in among the cedars spread his blanket s and lay down to rest. Worn out, he slept soundly, and h e heard not the tramp of ho rses, but was awakened by the sound of voices. He h alf arose, with a start, to see a s quad of cavalry riding into the timber. Leading them, as guide, came Buffalo Bill, and an of ficer whom he recognized as Lieuten ant Tompkins, fol l o wed, with the troopers in his rear. To try to cseape would result in in stant discovery, and yet it seemed hardly possible that he could avoid det ection if they re mained there long. Scarcely daring to b reathe, he lay flat upon the ground, and awaited the resu l t of their coming. He heard them talldng distinctly, and his name was mentioned. The horses were turned loo se, and this indicated a stay o f at least some h ours. Fires were built to cook food, and the weary men sought shady plac es to rest, but not one came in to the thi c k et, though they threw themselves near by, in its shade. Fortunately, the thicket kept off what little breez e there was blowing, and they avoided it, anxious to get what ;iir th ey could


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. Lying flat upon his back, the hunted man, drenched with p e rspiration, his h eart beating v i olent l y, lay a s still as death awaiting life or de ath, as it might be to him. CHAPTER V THE GOLD-HUNTER. The hours by lik e days to Wallace Weston, as he l ay there in the thicket, with hi s comrades not t wo hundred feet from him, some coming n ear enough to have seen him had attention been attracted into the cedars which, fortunately for hi!n, it was not. At l as t the shadows grew l onger, the r ays of the sun ligh t gilded the treetops, the n that fad e d away and twi light sett led over all, followed by darkness. The hunted sergeant breathed more freel y then, but yet knev.r that he was not safe, not un til the soldiers left t he thicket. He heard the conversation bet wee n Buffalo Bill and the lieutenant, as t o what was best to be done toward pursuing him, and then knew that the sold i er s had sought their blankets for the night. Still, he dared not go to sleep, and only felt that he was able to change his p os ition, for he h ad been lying flat upon his back for hours. Again the hours along into a tedious length of time and it appeared an age to him before h e heard the c all for the men to saddle up and be ready to start. The moon was riding high in the heavens now, and he could see the t roo p e rs moving about, and at last for m in line, awaiting the command to mount and start o n their way. Whe n at last h<; sa w Buff a lo Bill ride away, the lieuten ant and his m e n following, he could hardly refrain from givin g a shout of triumph. He h a d not eat e n a mouthful since he had thrown him self d ow n to rest. and his canteen lay some yards away, and he dared not ma ke a n effort to get it, so he was suf feri n g for b o t h foo d an d wate r. T he mom ent the troo p ers rode away he arose and r e conn o itered c a r e follv, to se e tha t n o ne h a d rem a in e d. H e the n arose, gat her e d u p bis t hin gs and went to the s prir:g, where he quen c h e d hi s thirst. afte r wh i ch he at e again paringl y o f the littl e fo o d he had left. Refilling hi s ca nteen with cool water, he shouldered his belonging s and s tarted at a brisk s t ep away from the tim b er, t a kin g the rnme trail by which he hacl come. The fear came to him tha t the pursuers m i ght give him up, once the y got some distance froin the t i mber, and he felt the full heat of the desert, and for them to return would be to ov ertake him But he had an honr or more before da ylight came, and ha d made a long distance in tha t time. The sun rose, but still he pressed on, for the goa l be sought was among the mountain s ahead, which lo oked so near, yet were so far away On, on he trudged, fe e ling now that he must approach the mou ntains b y day, with the danger b e hind him, fo r of the two d angers h e mus t c h oose the l e a s t. With a bite of food now and then, a fr eq u ent svvallow of water from his canteen, and not dari;1g to halt for rest, fearing his limbs would become stiff and painful. The sun at last disappeared behind the mountai ns, and yet the mountains were miles away. All tra ce of the timber in his rear had !Ong since disap pea red, and he knew that he had tramped many a long mile; but hope of shelter and safety la y before him, anq so on he went. A t last he reach e d the slope, climbing the foothills, and toward midpight had reached the mountain rang e. His path lighted by the mo on, he went on until be came to a m ountain stream, and then, seeking a secluded spot, h e spread his blanket ate a lit t le food, and, hardly abl e to stand, la y down to sleep. In an instant almost he was fast asleep and when he awoke the sun was shining in his face. P lunging into the stream, after a good bath, he felt re fre s hed, and t he last of his food was eaten with a relish. Then he shouldered his traps once more and :pressed on, on, wending his ste ps toward a region which his knowledge of the frontier t o ld him no one went near, the Gra nd Canyon of the Co l orado, of whi ch wonderful tal es were told around the campfires, weird stories of a strange countr y which no white man dared p en etrate, and which the Indians said was the abode of evil spirits He knew that, as he wen t on, there was no danger of b eing pursued in that direction, that all danger from those who had been his comrad es lay behind him, and that what danger there was ahead he would n o t worry about until h e had to face it. Suddenly h e saw, crossing his trail ahead a fawn, feed ing as it we n t, all unconscious o f his presence. Quickly hi s rifle sp ran g to hi s shoulder, the fl.ash and the report followed, and the de er dropp e d dead. With food at hand, he built a fire and soo n enjoyed a h ear t y meal, after which he stiil pressed on until he came to a hilltop, which gave hin 1 a view of a vast expanse of c ountry, w ith the Grand Canyo n of the Colorado visible far away in the d i stan ce. A cheer burst from his lip s at the sight, and he c ried, in exuitant tones : "There lies my promise d l and! "In yond e r Grand Canyo n i s the gol d m i ne I seek, the trea s ure th a t i s to make me a ri c h m a n." A n d t he r e he st ood, gazing upon the wonderfu l scene u ntii the shadows of night fell about him. The mornin g dawne d grand and beautiful and the gold hunter arose from his blankets and gaze d about h im, with a loo k of admirati on, as he beheld the scene. Sudde nl v there attracted hi s eye a co l umn of smok e floa t in g upward from the timber bordering t he rim of the mighty chasm, a monnta in split in twain that marked what is known as the "Gr and Canyon," the most wonder ful o f nature's wo rk. "What does that smoke mean, I wonde r ?" m u ttered the gold-hunt e r. "fodians do not go there, I h ave heard Buffalo B ill and others say, so it m u st be white men "But who?" "The man whose clot h es I have on, whose map and be longings I have, certa inl y went there, an d found a gold mine, too "His diary says that he neither saw lndian or paleface the year that he was in the G:-and Can y on, and so I mu st b e very cac1tious, and s e e just who I am to meet. "His papers a l so direct me to w her e he left a cache con t ai11ing sc'1c-ral m o n t h s' p rov i s io:1s, : m d o t h e r thin g s that will be us e ful, and I m u st follow the dir e c t i o n s on t h e map


!O THE BUff f\LO BILL STORIES. ;;.m l find them; but first l et me go to see what yonder sm o ke .hol ds in store for me." E,ating the cold d eer meat left over from his supper the ni ght before, for he dared not build a fire to cook more, the gold-hunte r started on his way once more, toward the curlin g s moke, all of a dozen miles away In that pure air, walking is but little effort, and he made good prog re s s until he reached t11e timberland, above whi c h he had se en the column of smo k e ascending. Then h e w ent forwar d v e r y c a utiou s l y havin g taken his bearin g s of the locality, so that he could find the camp without trouble, and at the same time keep out of view hi mse lf. Reaching an open space in the timber, he beheld the camp upon a h illtop, and s a w that the fire was still burning. From the nature of the ground about it, \Vallace Weston was convinced that the camp had a canyon at the back of it, and, > v ith the open space in front, was well prot e cted against surpr i s e The can yon was, therefore, his best way to get near, it u n see n, and h e accordingly flanked a long through the timber, keeping well out of s i g ht, until he came to where the h ill bro ke off abruptly. H e r e h e S'.l.W the canyon, which his knowledge of wood craft told him was the one that ran up in the r ear of the camp l p thi s h e w e nt, the s ides gradually growing steeper, until h e h a d gone fully a mi l e The re he halted, deposited his traps and rifl e, and be gan to climb up the st ee p sides, the top of the cliff being all of a hundred f e e t in height. It was a dangerous and tedious climb, but he at last reached the t o p and peered over carefully His face changed colo r in stantly at what he behe ld There was the camp fo r he had calculated we ll, not t w enty -five feet fro m him. There was a wick y -up there, as t hough the camp was not o n e of a night, and a couple of horses were staked out not far distant. The fire was still smo l dering, and nea r it l ay a huge clog, with a most savage-looking face. But the animal was asleep, and, the wind being fa vorable t o the gold-hunter, he did not ob serve his presence so n e ar, or scent him "Th e re is a customer to l ook out for, though I neve r yet saw the clog I was afraid of. "Still, h e l ooks u gly, and he guards the camp." There, clin ging to the cliff, and peering ov e r it the sergeant took in all there was about th e camp, and was preparing t o craw l over the rim of rock and enter i t, when he saw a movement in the wickiu p "Ah, there is some one there, after all. "\, Vell, I must face ,\l hoever it i s, for, if a white man, I hardly h ave anything to fear." So say in g, he dre w himself up ov e r the edge of the cliff, and, with revolver in hand, cautiously approached the camp. He had gone but a few ste ps, when the eyes of the dog opened, and, with a ;:ava;:;<: velp of surpri s e anrl anger, b o unded toward the intruder, who saw that h e had a very dangerous brute to d eal wit h. But he did not flin c h, did not show the slightest s ign of fear of the savage animal, appearing like one who held h is sa lvati on in his o wn hands, and was w ell aware of the fact. \ V i t h a voic e that rang out s t e rnly, he cri ed: "Down, you devil clo wn, si r !" The d o g halted, look e d at the intrude r curi o u s l y met the unflinching gaze fix e d up o n him, and r e alized tha t he had met his match. Instantly h e dropped his h e ad, g ivin g Only a vicious growl, as thoug h still strugg lin g to t errify th e one who sought to s ubdu e him. Quickl y the soldier st epped toward him, gave him a k ick, a n d said, sternly: "Do wn, sir !" The clog dropped at his feet, wholly subdued, just as a voi c e ca m e fro m th e shadow of the wickiup, crying : M y God who are you?" The voi ce w a s that of a man, and the word s came as in inten s e s urp r i s e whi l e there was a pathos i n them as t hotwh the spe a k e r was s ufferin g either in mind or b o dy. W ith half a dozen str id e s, s t ill holdin g his revo lver r eady the soldier stepped to the wickiup, the clog trotting now humbly at his knees, and completely subdued. He saw, l ying on the blankets spr ead unde r the she lter, the form of a m a n h i s face pal e and haggard a n d his hand s an d f ee t secure lv b o und. His face w a s his hair long and unkempt, and his'ap peara nce se ed y, for his dre ss, that of a miner, and hi s boo t s and h a t w e re worn out, almost. A nd I ask the same question-who are you?" s a id vVallacc W es ton, impress ivel y as he gaze

THE BUFF !\LO BILL STORIES. 11 once went in search of the find I had made, guided by whaPI had told him. nBut in vain he searched; he could not find the gold, and cursing himself for being so hasty, he returned to camp, to find that his bullet had not proven fatal. "Instantly he threw himself upon his knees by my side, begged me to forgive him, said that he was mad, and knew not what he did. "Fo o l that I was, I believed that he was sorry, and for gave him. Most tenderly he cared for me during weeks of suffering, until at last, a few days ago, I was able to go abou t. "Then he asked me to take him to my mine. I refused to do so at that time ; asking him to wait un til I was a little stronger, and at once he showed his true nature again. Frankly, he t o ld me that he would kill me unle ss I told him where the gold was. ''I refused to do so, and so, making that huge brute hold me at bay he bound me hand and foot, and so I have been for a week. "Each day he leaves camp in search of the gold, and that dog is my guard, while he has told me that if he does no t find it by n ext Sunday, three days awa y now, he will J...-ill me, and he is one to keep his word. Wallace Weston had listened. attentive! y to the words of the sufferer; then he bent over and quickly unbound the lariat that h e ld h im so sec urel y "You arc in no dan ge r now, for you are a fr ee man, and can meet your cruel foe upon equal terms." "Would that I could, but I am as weak and helpless as a child "Then I shall protect you, and your enemy will have me to deal with "What is you r name, may I ask?" "Lucas Langley." "V\ T ell, friend Langl ey, I will remain here in the wickiup un ti l you r enemy comes and meets me. Will you tell me who an d what he is?" "His n ame is Hugh Mayhew, thou g h he is k nown in the camps as Black Heart Bill, for he was a desperado of the worst type. "I was a fool to come with him on this gold trail, but, then, I had saved his life, and he was alw ay s most friendly toward me, tho u g h a terror to others and I trusted him; but now, from his own lips, I know that he wished me to come along to find gold for him, which, when found, meant my death-but, sir, you are as white as d eath!" and the miner gazed with amazement into the face of the man who had told him his name was Andrew Seldon. With an effort, he recovered himself, and said, though his voice was hoarse with suppressed feeling: "Yes, it is frbm your recalling a name I heard long ago, and tha t I c an never forget. "Hugh Mayhew, you said?" "Yes, sir, that is his real name though, as I told you, he is better !mown in this wild region as Bl ack Heart Bill." I ''A name well fitted to him and his evil life, for I know him, and I tell you now, M r. Lucas Lang ley, that I also have a score to settle w ith Black Heart Bill, and that means that it shall be his life or mine;' and the face of the speaker showed the m iner that he was in deadly ea rnest The miner was deeply imp r essed by the words and manner of the one who had come before him almost as an ap parition, and was there, as he said, to protect him, when he was unable, from his long suffering from his wound and being bound, to help himself. "You really know this man Mayhew, then, Pard Sel don?" asked the miner. "I do know him only too well, for I met him years ago; but we will not speak of that now, as f desire to be ready for his r e turn. '"When do you expect him back to camp?" "In an hour or so, for his time for returning varies, as he comes back to dinner sometimes, and then again not until night." "Well, when he comes I will be ready for him, and you had b ette r keep up the appearance of being still bound." I will do as you say, sir." "I will g ive you one of my revolvers, and--" "My o w n are there, for you see my belt hanging on the tree yond e r." I will get it or you, and you remain in the wickiup, while I hide yonder behind the roots of that tree which has blown down." "Yes ." '"W hen he returns to camp, I will have my eye on him, and hear what he has to say to you. "At the proper moment I will appear--" "An d kill him?" "I will not shoot him down, as he deserves, but give him a chance for his life." "No, no, for he is the deadliest of shots full of nerve, has plenty of courage, and is merciless." "Still, I will meet him on equal terms; but how ar.e you with a revolver?" I am a good s hot." "Well, if he kills me, then your own chance for life is to shoot him down, and a few days' rest will make you able to t rave l and you can return to your mine, or go where you please." ''Thank you, pare!; but let me tell yo u that, I would be merciful to any one else yet it will not do with Black Heart Bill to giv e him any cha n ce whatever, for it will be fatal to you." "Still, I w ill do so, for I would not murder even that man, vile as he i s "From which direction does he come? "From d own the valley yonder." "And he is off prospecting now?" "Yes for my mine, for he looks only for that now." "Have you anything to eat in camp?" "Yes, over by the fire you will find plenty that was left from breakfast; coffee, venison steak and h oe cake." The go l d -hunter went to the fire, se t the coffee-pot upon the coals and found in the fr y ing-pan a good steak and some bread He ate heartily, and felt much refreshed, after which he r eturned to the wicki.up and continued to talk with the miner until the latter said, quickly: "He is coming "Sec that bru t e is pricking up his ears." "All right," said the gold-hunter, with the utmost san g froid, I will be ready for him. "Th row: that rop e about your ankles and wrists, as though you were still bound, and I will seek r;ny hidingplace."


THE BUFF BILL STORll!S. Y\'ith t.his, the gold-hunter quickly sought the spot he had selected, a hole made b y a t r ee having been blown u p by the roots, and whe r e there was a secure h iding-place not tvveuty feet from the wickiup The dog sat out nea r the fire, h is ears pricked up and his eyes watching down the valley, whe r e there soon came i n to view a h orseman, riding at a gallop. ''It's Black Hearf Bill, as I thought. "That dog always scents h im a long way off," sai d Lucas Langley, from h i s pla<;e in the brush shelte r. ':All right; I am ready for him," came the q u iet re sponse, and the eyes of the gold-hunter were fixed upon the coming horseman, as he peered through a hole in the mass of i nte r woven roots. At last the horsen1an came clearly i nto view, and the gold-hunter sq.w that he was well mounted and equipped, catrying, in addition to his belt of arms, a rifle across his saddle. The hQrse ca1pe along at a lope, straight for camp, and, arriving near, the rid e r dismounted, took off the saddle and bridle, and staked th e animal out near the other two ani ma ls. Walking bri skly up toward the camp, the man l eane d hi s rifle against a tree, and turned toward the wickiup He was a man above the medium height, well built, and his movements were quick and decided. He wore a long beard, his hair f e ll up o n his broad shoulders, and his face was darkly bronzed, h a nds ome expressive, and yet one to dread for in it lurked a l ook of utter r eck l essness, whi le t here was a crue l curl to his lip and an evil glitte r in his eyes He was dressed in buckskin, top boots and large ri mmed s l ouch hat, and at a g lance, if one did not study his evil face closely, l ooked to be a magnificent creature the very picture of a bordc:r h ero But one studying his face for a moment would fear, not like or r espect, Black Heart Bill, the man who had won the name from his brother miners of being a man without a h eart, pity, or a noble im pulse. Such \ vas the rnan whom the gold-h11nter volun tarily agreed to face in a struggle for life or death. CHAPTER VI. THE DESPERADO'S THREAT. The man's face, as he strode toward the wic)dttp where Lucas Langl ey, his victim, l ay pretending to be still bound, was full of malignancy, and hi s eyes lurid with an evil re so lv e "See here, Lang-Icy, I have hunted over every foot of l a1d w hich you have b ee n able to prospect since w e came in to this country, and I can find not the slightest trace of gold or silv e r, only some rich copp e r ore. ''Now I c ame to t h is country expecting to find gold through your knowl edge of minerals, and I know, from the f e w nuggets you brought into camp that you struck it rich." "You are right, I did; but wh a t the find will pan out wh en worked I do not know, was the quiet ..answer. "Well, I'll ti:lke chances on its being a rich find, and I am willing to go halves with you if you t ake me to it. "Yes, go h a l ves u nti l t he opportunity' offers to shoo t me dead." "I am tire d of longer delay, and I swear to you, by Hr.aven, Langley, that I will kill you within ten minutes if yo u do not swear to mount your horse and guide me t o that gold." "I will not do so, to be killed by you as soon as you kt'10w the secret." "Y Ott refuse ?" I do." "Vlell, I'll give you the ten minutes, and if you do not consent then I wi ll put a b u lle t through your heart as you lie there "And never find it then. "I'll be better off, at l eas t wit h you out of the way, for my provisions will last longer, and I can change my camp at will, 'not being tied down by your being to go." 'You placed me here by try in g to kill me." "Yes, and curse you, you would not die. "You have as many lives as a cat," and the man took another gfance at th e watch h e h eld in his han d, while he c o n t i nueu, speaking with the utmost deliberation: "It is now just ten minutes to one o'clock, and when the hands p oint to one I will kill you. "If you decide at the last miuute to weaken, call out, but be qui c k, for I will h a y e my finger o n the trigger t o pull it "\\Tould you shoot a man now prostrated b y your s h ooting him clown without mercy two months ago, a man bound hand and fo o t. and wholly in your power?" "Of <;onrse I would. 'Have you forgotten my record as Black Heart Bill?" "Alas, no, I believe you are capable of any crime." "You should know me, when you saw what I did in the mines ." "I r emember but too well." "Then do not hesitate, unless you wish to be s h ot, and l eft here for th e coyotes to pick your bones." "1 care not what become, of my b ody after I am dead; but I did hope fo r some mercy from a man whose life I saved a t t h e risk of mv O\vn." "Bah! what care I for sentiment? l'vI v race were not born chicken-hearted, and I will not be the one to show that I am not worthy of my ancestors by showing the. whi te f eathe r when it is only a man's life that my bullet snuffs out like a candle, and the man gave a bitter, mockin g lau g h "Well, I shall not weaken, Black Heart B ill, so do you r wors t .'' "I will; but I will be me r ciful, for I will give you a chance t o pray, and I would lik e to hear a man on the ev e 0 death praying for his soul's safety." '"'Will you free 111y hands ?" "No!" "Why not?" "I wish it." "You wish to clasp them in prayer, eh? "Well, that is simply a fancy to clasp the hands and bow the head, for it not make the words any more bindin g No, you shall die at t he encl of you r prayer, and the crack of my r evolve r will emphasize the Amen. "Black H eart Bill, you are more of a brute than that savage dog of yours!" '"Why n o t for I have the human bra in with the brute nature to make me so But your time is about up, so say your prayers, and r eme mber that I will yet find your


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 1 3 old min e and r e v e l in your w e alth. Com e pray if you ntcnd t o for yo u a r e d oo m e d to die within jus t two i n ut e s ," and the vill a in g lanced at his watch once m ore n d turne d t o s t e p to the tree a f ew f ee t away where e h a d hung hi s b e lt of a r m s whe n h e came int o camp. B ut as h e turne d he h eard the startling wo rds : "And yo u are d oome d Hng h May h ew! Hands up, nic k! fo r I am as mercil e ss as yo u are. A s t a r t l e d cry broke fro m the lips of Hugh May h e w, n d hi s face b e c a m e liv id a t he a ring a stra n ge v o ic e be h im, whe n h e had n o t b e held a human b e in g with the exce pti o n of Lucas Lang l ey' and h im s elf, within a hund r e d mil e s of where they w e r e e ncamp e d . The n t oo, h e b e h e ld t h e tall form of the gold-hunte r b e t wee n him a nd hi s belt o f a r m s and knew t hat h e was at hi s mercy, for a r evo lv e r, h e l d in a h and as firm as a rock, w i t h a n eye g l a n cing along the s i ghts that di d n ot quai l a n d the muzzle pointe d directly a t hi s heart c overed h im, a nd somethi n g v e r y lik e a m oan of d espair c ame from between his se t tee t h . Realiz ing t h at he was unarme d an d fa cing a r evo l ve r i n the h a nds of a d a ngerous man, B l a ck Heart B ill with t he training h e had had o n the bord e r d id n o t h esitat e t o obey the c om m a n d and r a i se hi s hands a b o ve his h e ad D oe s t h a t sat i sfy yo u?" h e g row l ed "For t h e presen t yes " Bv Heaven! but I k no w t hat fa c e c rie d the de s p c racio. "Do you t h ink yo u clo ?" "I know i t." "If I am the one yo u t hink, t h e n yo u must know h ow litt l e claim yo u h ave on me for me r cy, H u g h Mayh e w. "Ha! I knew I was not m i s t aken for you h a ve n ot a fac e t o for g et." "Especi ally mH.le r the cir c u mstance s w h en you .saw it l ast "Yes, they sa i d you ha d no t d ied as ''l'.e su p pos e d, bu t had r e c o vered a n d l eft tJ1e co u nt r y," and B l ack H eart Bill sooke rather t o himself t h an to t h e man who had faced -him, s poke as t houg h he wa s recall ing the past. "No' I did not die, as many belie v e d bu t am ali ve and I h old you at m y me r cy thi s time, Hug h M a y h e w "You would n o t ki)I me i n cold b l oo d would y ou ? "If I did, i t w o ul d be do ing b y y ou just a s you would by 111e." 1I w o u l d a t l e a s t gi v e a man a chance for his life "Yo u lie, for but two minut e s a g o y ou vowed to kill that poor ma n the re who m y o u h a d alre a d y shot d ow n " I t i s fal se, for I s h o t him b y acci de nt, and I w as o nly try i ng t o fri g hten him in to t e llin g m e som e thi n g I wi s hed t o know / "Aga i n yo n lie, H u g h M ayh ew, fo r i f y ou s h o t hi m once in c old b l ood yo u w o uld again, and y ou h ave a rec o rd o f b e ing m e rciless while I h a p pe ned t o hear all tha t y o u sa i d l istened t o your threa t from my hiding-place th e re, and b acl I n o t h elcl you up your vi c tim would now be a d ead m an. yo u s h ould expe ct n o mercy fro m m e Hugh M a y iiew " Y e t 1 d o "YOU as k i t ?" "Yes " Yo u p l ea d to me fo r mercy?" I c a n d o n othing e lse." "Well, yo u know what i t is to be cornered to have one h a v e t h e drop o n you. "Yes, y o u n o w s uff e r as you hav e made o t h ers s u ffe r, as y ou hav e m a de your victim fe e l the man w h o saved your lif e at the ri s k of his own, the man who came to this c ountry trusting y o u, believin g that he h a d at l east the h o ld of fri ends hip u p o n you. "How k now yo u this ? " S imply from his ow n l ips, and now b y you r own a d mi ss i o n that it is true." I owe him n othing." "Yo u squ a re all d e bts by death, M ay h ew; but y e t I w ill show y ou me rc y " I f e lt t h a t vo u w o uld "You judge d m e fr o m b e in g yo u r oppo s i te." "\V ell, J et us sh a ke h ands a nd b e frien ds." Sh ake h ands wi th you? roa r e d the g o ld-hunte r "I t o u c h yonr h an d ? By H eaven bttt I'd r ather place my h an d ttpo n the h ea d of the mos t p o is o nou s o f r epti les, Hugh Mayhew. O h no, if I h a v e t o put m y h a nd up o n yours, i t will be w h en I h ave kill e d you, and I have to fo ld your h a n ds in d e ath acr os s your cow ard heart, for when d ea d t h e n on l y will I n o t h a te you." The m a n h a d l os t h is calm m a nne r hi s v oice q u iver e d, hi s eyes flas h ed and b e s po k e w ith sa vage ye he menc e whic h e a n sed his enemy, b e bis cri m e a g ain s t him in the p ast what i t migh t, t o c owe r b efo r e him in fe ar. Y ou sai d that yo u wo ul d spare me " I sa i d tha t I wo uld n o t you witho ut m e rcy, that vYoulcl give yo u a ch a nce for your lif e "\\Th a t chance?" "I will show you "Mr. Lang-Ie y c ome here p lease." To t he horror of Bla ck Heart Bi ll, L ucas Langl ey his v ictim whom he b e l i eved to be st ill b ou nd, a rose an d c ame s lowly towa r d t he goldh unter carrying h i s re vo lver in his hand. "Pard Langley, step off t wen t y paces, please here o n t h e ievel g ro und, mark e ac h end, and ais o the c ente r be twe e n the m "You understand?" "Pe rfectly ." "Place one o f t lmt man's r evo l ve rs at 041e e nd, on e o f m i ne at t he othe r l ook ing at b oth to s ee tha t they a r e lo ade d a n d in perfe c t c o ndition "The n wi t h your o w n rev olv e r i n hand, and co cked take your stand n ea r the c enter position I w ill esco r t :t\fay h ew to the starting point b ot h of us u na r me d and fac in g ea ch othe r "At your o r d er: Ri ght a bo ut wheel forw a r d, march,' w e bot h step off for our respe c t iv e end of the twenty pac e s go in g at a pac e w hich yo u r e g u l a t e by calling out a l o u d the num b e rs up to t e n " I u n d e r s t and s ir, and will d o as y ou s ay ; but a s thi s m a n i s my foe as h e s o u g h t my l i f e and to rob m e h a d me c o m e with him h e re to t h is we ird l and jus t to p rofit b y m y w ork and t/ 1 e n to kill me I f eel that I, n ot y ou, sho u l d b e t he o n e t o fac e him in thi s due l," s a id L uc as L a n g l ey. "My d ear fri e nd, wi t h a ll that tl 1 i s man, so j u stly n am e d B lack Heart Bill, has d o ne to y ou, hi s cri mes against me h ave be e n far more, and I alone am the one


14 l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. to face him now in what shall be a fight to the death," was the stern rejoinder of the sergeant, and he added: "Now let this duel be fought." CHAPTER VIL THE DESPERADO'S LAST CHANCE. The situation there in that Jone camp was a painful one for there stood three men, one the foe of two of them, and the scene was soon to have the shadow of death fall upon it. Black Heart Bill seemed to realize fully the situation of danger he had gotten himself into. Where the sergeant had come from, or if he was really alone, he did not know. But there in the wilderness, shunned by redmen and palefaces alike, but which the greed for gold had caused a few only to penetrate, he had met one he had wronged in some cruel way in the past, one who was now holding him answerable for that wrong. To do this the fugitive sergeant had said that he wou l d risk his own life by giving him a chance to kill him. That Black Heart Bill was at his mercy was certain, yet he appeared not to b e the man to take adavantage of the fact, but to risk life in his puni s hment of him. Seeing how matte r s stood, Lucas Langley stepped up to the fugitive sergeant and said: "I have told you, sir, that that man was a dead shot, and you do very wrong t o risk your life against his. "Bette r rather let him go." "To hang on our trail and kill us both from ambush? "No, you do not know him as I do, my friend." "And you demand that he shall fight you thi s duel?" "Certainly." "But the tremendous risk to you?" "Do you know I do not feel it to be so for, after what I have pass ed through, I do not believe I am to die by that man's bullet-in fact, I am not at all troubled as to the result." "Then I must arra nge as you requested?" "At once, please." The miner moved slowly about, to obey, stopped off the twenty paces, marked eac h end, and the center with a rock, and placed one of Black H eart Bill's revolvers at one end, pne of the sergeant's at the other. Then he said : "All is ready, so come to your positions." The gold-hunter stepped briskly to his place, having put aside his other weapon, for Lucas Langley now held his revolver ready to fire upon him if he made any attenipt to be tricky. Black Heart Bill stood like a man who felt that he had come to a chasm he could not cross. His eyes had wandered down the valley to the rim that marked the towering banks of the Grand Canyon, and he had gazed into space with a far-away look as though he longed to pierce the great beyond. He moved to his position mechanically, his bronzed face having a deathly pallor now, and he stood like one who obeyed because he conld not help himself. There they sto od, the two splendidl y -looking men, un armed, and back to back, their eyes upon their respective revolvers 1.Yinz ten oaces from them. At one side near the m Lucas Langle y now took his position, and he looked weak, pale and anxious. The gold-hm1ter was perfectly unmoved save for the stern expression resting upon his mouth. His position gave him a look down the bri ght sunlit valle y to the Grand Canyon, and so on the Blue Buckskin Mountains beyond. His outlook was a cheery one, if he could gain hope from that. on the other hand, and it was bv accident, Black Heart Bill faced the shadows, lookin g into t he dark and h eavy timber upon the other side of the camp. The huge dog, which Black Heart Bill had very ap propriately named Savage, seemed to r ealize with brute instinct that something was wrong, for he stood not far away, his tail drooped as though in fear, his eyes gla rin g from one to the other of the three men. It was a scene that the actors therein could never forget-a scene made necessary from man's inhumanity to his fellowman A silence that was painful rested upon all, until it was broken by the voice of Lucas Langley asking: "Are you ready?" The gold-hunter bowed, the desperado spoke He said: "I cannot say nay, for you two are d e t ermin ed to murder me. The sergeant wheeled upon him and said: "Hugh' Mayhew, if it be your lot to die, why must it be wit h a lie upon your lips, for am I not giving you an equal chance with myself?" "There are two against one." "It is not so, for I am taking the same chanc e that you do. If it were otherwise I would ha\e shot you d ow n, as your own conscience tells you that yo u d ese rve at my hands ." "That man is your friend." "I hope that he acts for you as squarely as he does for 1ne. A sudden gleam came into the eyes of the desperado, as they rested upon the dog. He saw a chance for life, and wi t h a quick motion of his hand called, p o inting to Lucas Langley : "At him Savage! Take his throat in your iron jaws!" At the command of the master the u g ly brute a t once gave a savage growl, his hair stood up like bristles and there was no d oubt but that he would have sprung upon the one who held the revolver, Lucas Langley, who might or might not have killed him as he rushed him. Then wou ld the desperado have made a spring and seized his revolver, hoping to bring down the sergeant before he could grasp a weapon. But the last chance of Black Heart Bill, to play a game of treachery, was thwarted by the nerve and wonderfu l magnetic power of the gold-hunter over the brute cre ation, for with a stern command t o the dog, the mastered animal dropped down and the desperado was foiled. "You are tricky to the last, Black Heart Bill, I s ee ," calmly said the sergeant. "Curse you, I told you that I h a d no ch a nce." "For treachery no; but otherw_ise the same that I hav e .1 "Come, stand back to back with me, and move at the


1'HE B U F F ALO BILL STO RIES. 115 word; put remem b er, i f yo n a tte mpt to quicken you r pace, M r. Langley will drop you in your tracks." ''I will, so help me, Heaven, a n d you !mow, Black Heart Bill, that I am a d ea d shot An oath was the only reply from the desperado, and then the sergean t said : "Kow, Langley, give tl:ie word, and if I fall_ you will find my traps over in the canyon yonder, just at the base of the cliff, and you may fall heir to what I have, but write to the address given in papers of Andrew Seldon, and share the fortune you wiil lear'n the secret of. Let me also tell you that if I fall, kill tha t man without mercy, for he will not spare you "I thank you, and will act upon your advice, and quickly; but, Heaven protect you is my prayer," fer vently said Lucas Langley Then came fr om the lips of Black Heart Bill a mock in g lau gh, which was checked by the voice of Lucas Lan gley, now strong and ringing: ''Are you ready? "Yes," said the sergea11t firmly, while Black ,Heart Bill said nothing. "Forward-one! two! three!" and in the same clear tones the srcond call ed out each number, until the last, ten, was spoke n, whea, quiddy, both men stooped, seized the revolvers at their feet, and wheeling, fired The two shots .rung out as one, and the fugitive ser geant at once lower ed his we apo n as thoug h satisfied, while the arm of the desperado remained lev.eled, his hand still grasping his r evolver. But only a few seconds he stood thus, and then the re volver dropped from his hand, his arm fell to his side, his eyes g l a red at his enem y until suddenly he fell h eav ily his full l ength upon the ground, a dead man. The buliet had pierced his heart. "Thank Goel!" came fervently from the 1.ips of Lucas Langley, and, forward, he grasped the hand of the sergeant, who stood looking clown upon his fallen foe "Search his body, please, and see what he has that may be worth sending to his home, for I !mow where he lives." Lucas Langley did so, finding a watch and chain, a ring, a buckskin of jewelry of various kinds, another of gold, a roll of bills, a notebook and several letters. These he handed to the sergeant, who laid the m aside, when he stepped up to the body, crossed the hands upon his breast, and then wrapped the fof'm in a couple of blanket s "I will dig a grave for him, a s soon as I have brought my traps into c amp ," he said, and he walked away to find an easy descent into the canyon, where he had left his things. In half an hour he had returned and' then he set to w?rk to dig a grave with the pick and shovel of the mmer. This done, he raised the body in his arms, bore i t to tile grave and laid it away as tenderly as though the man was one whon 1 h e ha

THE BUff f\LO BILL STORIES. In a couple of days they were comfortably settled, game was plentiful, there was fish in the stream, and the health of Lucas Lang ley had so improved that he once more considered himself a well man. Resting on Sunday, which day followed the finishing of their work, they set to work bright and early Monday morning to hunt gold. Lucas Langley had explained that the gold he had fotind was in the brook, and that he did not doubt but that they could trace it along the water b ed to a mine. So they began in the stream, wading up it, and with a bag and thei.i pick with them. ''I've got a piece of gold," cried Andrew Seldon, holding up a fair-sized water-worn lump of precious metal. "And I have another nugget," was the reply. And so on, slowly up the streain th ey went for a m ile or more, when they found that the brook started fro m several springs in a hill, and went !10 further, as Langley had h'fed. The first day ended >vith a fair find, of perhaps a thou sand dollars in weight, and the pards retired early quite well satisfied But the next day the find was less, and so it went on from day to clay until the bed of the stream was about cleaned out of yellow metal. After two weeks, and after a hard day's work when the finds made only amounted to a few dollars, Andrew Seldon said : "Pard, I believe we can do nothing more here?" "That is my opinion unless we went to work in the hill." "That is long and tedious work, so 1 suggest that we now go to my mine." "Then you have one?" "Yes." "Where?" 1'Not very far from here, and I will start bright and early in the m()('ning ) leaving yo u to follow with the horses and qmp outfit, for I will mark my trail." "All right, pard, at}d I hope it will pan out better than my find." "It will, and I will share with you in thirds, for there is another to have a third." "That is liberal enough, and I am satisfied." "There is a ca.che of provisions there, too and so we will be fixed for a winter's work." "I am with you, pard, so you lead." "Late in the fall it will be well for one of us to go to Fort \i\Tingate the nearest place to us where we can purchase provi s ions and get all we may need, and mail some lett ers home, for I wish to send the things taken from Black Heart Bill home to his people." "Not to tell them how he died?" "No, except that he was kill ed in a duel." "Don' t sen .cl jewelry, for i t will give him away as a r oad-agent, for h e got that by holding up stage coaches and robbing the passenger s "I will say nothing to cause sorrow and shame to those wlio love him, for there are some that do." "You have a big heart Seld o n, and I am glad of the day that I met you, for I owe life, e verything to yon." "I am glad to have served you, Langley, and I hope that as pards we can enrich each othe r, for I am sure my find will pan out rich for all intere sted in it; but to-mor ro w will tell." The next morning the gold-hunter started al o ne upon hi s trail of fortune, leaving Lucas Langley to follow with the camp outfit. The same confidence that he would win, in his du e l with Black Heart Bill, filled the .breas t of Andrew Seldon as re garded bis finding the gold mine of the man who se name he had taken. He set out early from camp, having d eci d ed to go mounted, that his pard might the more readily follow his trail. He had studied the map and directions he had foimd up on the body of the dead man found upon the desert, until he knew them blf heart, and he h a d discovered that the canyon where they were encamped was marked in the drawing of the Grand Canyon The latter had been mapped out for several mi l es on either side, and by a skilled hand beyond all doubt, the drawing being perfect. The estimated width and depth of the Grand Canyon had been given, its topography, and one spot marked where it' read: "This is the only desc e nt I can find into the canyon, and the trai l is narrow, dangerous and long, it being a dozen miles to the river eight thous and feet b elow. "Once in the depths of the canyon and the beauty of the scene is in unison with the grandeur of th e v iew from the mountain heights upon either side. "There are springs of icy water, trees that must keep their verdure the year round, the riv e r and streams are alive with the finest of fish, game is most abundant, the re being mountain sheep, deer, antelope, elk, bear, turkeys, ducks, geese, quail, doves, rabbits and squirrels, while wild peach and plum trees are found, wii:h berries, and the best of soil for raising veg etables "In the depths of this marvelous canyon one could dwell undisturbed for centuries, it would seem, would never know want, or have a sorrow, and be at peace with God and man." At one spot on the map of the can yo n was a mark, be neath which was written: "Here lies m y gold mine, which I have staked out and laid claim to, marked the stakes with my n ame, which I have also painted upon the rocks, with m y right and title as find e r, and as I firml y b elievct, the only man who eve r pen etrate d to the depths of this canyon, this the greates t of Nature's handiwork." The trail leading from the camp where Andrew Sel don had found gold, to the one descending into the Grand Canyon, was plainly traced, and where the descent began was w1itten : "vVarning-J._,et who goes down here, if I be not his guide, remember that it is the Trail of Death, for I lo s t one horse that fell over the cliff; but two men, h olding a rope on the outside a g ainst an animal, to force him hard against the rocks, could pass him down .in safety "The spots most dangerous are marked with a warn ing. "The trail down is twelve miles, perilous every step of the way, and the gold mine three miles up the can yo n at t h e h ead of the stream marked in the map." "The directions are explicit enough; but can it he that I am to find the fortune there that that poor man says, he


THE BU Ff ALO BILL STORIES. 17 who found it and then la y down upon the des ert to starve? "I am a creature of Destiny now, Fate can hav e noth inomore in store for me in the future th a n I have suf in the past, and so I shall blindly follow where Destiny leads," and Andrew Seldon r ode on at a canter along the rim of the mighty canyon. At last h e came to a spot marked in the map where he mu s t b eg in the descent to the canyon. There was a swale there, d esce nding to the rim of the canyon, the re was a large projecting rock, like the mi ghty prow of a steamer. Down to this he rode, and b y a close survey he found a r ough and rocky way around th e rock, beneath its towerin g heig ht clown a shelf-like path along the face of a cliff thr e e thousand fee t in h e ight. None but a sailor, or a man of giant n e rve dare make that desc e nt B ut what m a n had clone, man c o uld do, argued the bold go ld-hu nter, and h e s aid: I will do it. "Wallace \:V e s ton is dead t o the world, and the real Andrew Seldo n died on the desert. "I am now Andrew Seldon, an d w hat he did, I can do, so down that path I go." He dismounted, staked his horse out in the motte, wrote a few lines on a slip of pap er, telling Lucas Langley when he came up to await his coming there, and then s e t out on foot down the trail. Having staked his horse out up the swale, where he c o uld find good grass, Andrew Seldon went around the base of the rock and started down the perilous trail, which the papers and map in his possession desi gnate d the Death Trail. It was a narrow shelf of rock runnin g along the face of the cliff, gradually descending and not more than four f e et wide at i ts grea'4lt.;t widt h. Here and t h e re it w e nt into chasms, th e n down a steep g rade and again amp ng a clump of cedars w hi c h h a d found a footing there On walked t he gold-hunter, now pausing to gaze down a p r ecipice a sheer drop of three tho usand feet in places. Through a rocky tunnel he we nt, then around a jagged, narrow p o int where the words were paint e d on the rocks with th e reel clay found in the vicinity : "The Death Turn-the worst sp o t on the trail. The gold -hu nter paused at the very point, leaned against the rock and gazed downward wit h a coolness that showed perfect control of his nerves He s to o d o n a sh elf just three feet in width at the point, and with fold e d arms gazed out over the limitl ess expanse spread ont before him. He l ooked np the Grand Canyon for a hut).dr ed miles, across to the ri ver on Kaibab Mountain a doz en miles, a n d clown the canyon as far as the eye could reach. Above, a couple of thousand feet, towered the over hanging cliffs, and beneath his feet he cou ld lo ok clown into the canyon six thousand feet. A l oose stone la y on the s h e lf, and picking it up he dropp e d it ov e r the edge, watc hin g its flight downward until di s tance hid it from view Down the valley, winding along, and looking like a 1 huge silvery s e rpent, was th e Colorado Grande, a river at that point two thousand feet in width, yet looking as though a deer in full flight could leap it. There were r e d and blue cliffs of stone, pink and gray cliffs for ests of heav y timber, mountains and valleys, rugged p eaks, plains and hills, a ll w ithin the mighty ch asm known as the Grand Canyon, and, spellbound, the soldier stood gazing upon the scene before him for an hour and more At last he mu sed a l oud : "Oh! how small man i s, how infinitely nothing in thi' vast sce n e of nature. "Vv ell, I must not stand longer here, though I could gaze for h o urs and never tire I need go no furthe r for thi s warning says this is the w6rst spot on the trail ; but w e can carry a horse around it where two of us can help him. "It must be don e," and sho uld ering his rifle Andrew Seldon returned s l ow ly up the trail again. The sun was ne a r its setting when he reached the swalc where he h ad left his h orse A glance showed him that his pard had arrived, for the oth er hor ses were staked out, and a fire had been built in the edge of some cedars and Lucas Langley was pre paring supper h av ing kill e d some game on his way over. He greeted hi s companion's coming with a shout and said: I am g l ad to see you back again, for do you know I began to feel reall y nervous in b:Wng here in the midst of so sublime a spectacle as is be fore us, and I feared for your safety." Oh, no, I am all right ; but I can appreciate what your feelings are, pard and yet to-morrow I will show you scenes that dwarf the one before us. Now, let me ask you how your head sta nd s a high place, or do e s it m ake yo u dizzy to l ook down from great heights?" "Not in the lea st, for I was once a midshipman in the na vy." I am glad of this, for we pass our descent to the canyon, that v 1nan. to-morrow :n try the nervie s t "I ca n stand it, if it is no more than looking over a precipice," was t h e an swer, and supper being r ea dy, the y sat dow n and ate it. Turning into their blan ke ts at an early hour they were up and ready for the start at dawn, a nd the peril ous descent was begun. The three h orses we r e placed in single file, but not tied tog e ther, and A ndrew Seldon passed a s tout lariat along the oute r s ide, held to th e horns of the saddle,s by a piece of string only Then he l e d the way around the rock, holding one end of the la ria t the horses faithfully following, while Lucas Langl ey, w i th t h e ot her end held firmly in his grasp, walked behind. The rope was held taut by the two men, and the l eade r \Yal ked slowly, allowing the horses to pick thei r ste ps. Now and then there was a stumb le, then a moment of painful suspense, as a horse half h esi tated but the trap pings had all been packed on the outer side of the sad dles, allowing the an imals to scrape as close as possible to the cliffs .At last th e most d angero us point was reached, the tum around the rugged rock, and here one horse was taken


18 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. at a time, Langley coming forward and the two men using the rope to hold the animal hard against the cliff. One horse passed in safety, and the two men breathed mote freely. A second one was also guided by, though he tniss e d going over by the merest accident. The third had also a narrow escape, one hind foot slip ping, but by a miracle he recovered himself. 'Then the three horses were left in comparative safety beyond, and the two men stood regarding each other with looks of thankfulness. Both were pale, and Lucas Langley slightly unnerved, for he had n ot yet fully recovered his strength. "You have passed over before, Parcl Se l don, but it is ne w to me1 and you are the only lead er I would have fa l l owed around that cliff. "1t is worth a fortune indeed to take the risk." Andrew Seldon made no comment upon the remark that he had passed there before, knowing that his com rade believed that he was going to a mine which he had discovered, and which he wished him to believe. But in r esponse he said : "You will find the game more than worth the risk," I think. "Now l et us go on bown the Trail of Death they slowly went, for the dan ge r was by n o means over untif the depths of the can yon were re ached. It was lat e in the afternoon when they arrived at the end of the cliff trail, anc;l remembering his instructions in the papers and in the map, Andrew Seldon l ed the way .. u.P the can yon . Above them wound, miles high they seemed, the cliffs of the canyon oh both sides of the river. A balmy breeze was blowing clown the cliff-banked val. l ey, the roar of th e river dashing over a rapid was heard, birds sung in the trees, peach trees and plum trees were there, la den with fruit, and a more weirdly beautiful scene could not be ima gined Quai l tan ahead of them on the trail, a herd of deer bounded away at their approac h a mountain sheep stood far up on the rocks overhead, gaz ing clown up on them in wonder, while a large mountain lion was seen gliding among the cedars, and Savage had to be called back sternly, for he sought a combat wit h him. The shadows were deepening then, for the sun was behind Kaibab Mountain,'ancl all nature seemed to invite them to rest in the new-fot111d depths of the Grand Can yon. a ride of severa l miles, for they had mounted their horses after r eaching the canyon, the eyes of the fugitive sergeant rested ttpon a name on the cliffs What he saw was: "ANDREW SELDoN's CLAIM. "Found and staked Paradise Go.Id }.line Oct. r st, 18--" "I have found it,'' he muttered to himself, while his fac e shone with triumph Lucas Langley was of the opinion that his companion was the owner and finder of the mine. As h e gazed upon the ::mcl inviting view, he did not notice that Seldon s eyes were not taking in the surroundings, but were roving al:iout the immediate situation. He was l ook ing for the cabin of the miner which was marked on the map, the brook and pasturage for the horses, so as not to show ignorance of the scene. At last he spied the cabin, built of logs and nestling away in a protected nook among the cedars. The brook, clear as crysta l bubbled along a few paces from the door, and just beyond was a rocky gateway, where there was a canyon of a hundred acres in size, well watered, wooded, and with only the narrow entrance for egress and ingress. There was a barrier at the entrance, built of logs, so that the horses could have ample freedom to roam, and the grass "vas long, juicy and of the very best variety for grazing. Having taken in the situation of the camp, while his comrade was lost in admiration of tl}e scenery, Andrew Seldon said : "Corne, pard, we'll have ample time to see this scenery, and night is not far off "Let us get to work, and I'll open up the cabin while you l ead the horses up to the canyon yonder and turn them loose1 only shut the barrier so t h ey cannot stray. Lucas Langley at once unsaddled the h o rses, leaving saddles and packs at the cabin, the door of which was chained and fastened with a padlock. But Seldon took a key from his pocket, one he had found on the miner's body, and soon opened it. The cabin was some twelve feet by ten, stoutly built with a cave in the cliff, against which it was built, serving as a fireplace, the smoke coming out several hundred feet above among the rocks. There was one bunk in it, a table of small saplings put together, instead of bo ards, the door being similarly made. There was a chair made also of slender poles, and in the fireplace a few cooking utensils. This comprised all the furniture in the cabin, save a f ew blankets, a heavy double-barr e led shotgun, some fishin g tack l e and a pair of rubber boots "How long ago did you disco ver this paradise, pard ?" asked Lucas Langley, returning from having put the horses in the canyon. "It was discovered just about a year ago." "And you dared venture clown here alone, into a can yon the very immensity of which is appalling?" "Nothing venture, n ot hing gain, you know, pard," was the evasive r esponse "That is true,'' and Lucas Langley \ vent out and fetch e d in an armful of wood, which was alre ady cut and piled up outside A bright fire was soon blazing in the natural chimney, t he cabin look e d cheerful, and the two men unpacked th ei r traps antl put them where they would be h::mdy when n eeded. 'Whi l e Lucas Langley prepared supper Andrew Seldon went to work with a hatchet and nails found there and soon had another bnnk built Savage sat up o n his haunches enjo ying the sc e ne with evid en t satisfaction, while h e watched with hungry eyes the broiling veni so n steaks upon the coals \Vith evident relish, the two comrade s sat clo wn to their first meal in their new The shadows had in the canyon, whe n they


l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. I 1 9 had finished supper and stepped outside, and, though all was aglow on the clifftops, with the last rays of the setting sun, down on the river all was black, so dense were the shades in those depths. The y stood looking about them, watching the sunlight die, until night s e ttled over all, and the stars shone above with a brightne s s the men had never seen before. From the canyons came the howling of wolves and the fretful cry of the panther, while the owls, disturbed by human pre sence near their retreats, hooted most dismally. vValking up into the canyon, where the horses were, th e y found the animals standing huddled together against the barrier, in e vident alarm of the wild beasts, and greet ing them with welcome neighs showed how glad they were to have th e ir masters near. "Vv e must st ake the m out near the cabin at night, pard," s aid A ndr e w Seldon. "Ye s a n d Sa v age will b e near to guard them." So the h o r ses were Jed clown to a grassy plot near the cabin, a nd Savage was left on duty as guard. Before going into the cabin to retire, Seldon fired sev eral shots, and every cliff took up the echo until it sounded like a mighty battle in progress. It was long before the last echo died away, and the two gold-hunte r s went to bed deeply imp r essed with their g rand, weird, in truth, their appalling surroundings. Leaving his c o mrade still sleeping, with the first streak o f dawn A ndrew S e ld o n crept out of the cabin, the door having be e n l eft open during the night. The re had b ee n no di s turbance while they slept, save an occasional loud-mouthed bark from Savage, the shots having put a qu i etus upon the howling of the wolves and the cries of the panthers. The hors e s were just rising from the ground to eat their breakfast, and Savage greeted the coming of his new master with evident delight. The clifftops, over eight thousand feet above the level of the valley were b r i g h t ening under the rays of the ris ing sun, a nd the shad ows in the canyons were growing lighter in here. Passing up the canyon, Andrew Seldon paused under a lofty cliff from whence flowed a dozen tiny springs, and stood gazing at the map he had in his hand. Going close up to the rocks, it took him but a few moments to discover that there was gold cropping out in many places, and there w e re indications that the base of the cliff had been worked with pick and shovel, and after an hour's search he muttered: "It is found "Yes poor Andrew Seldon was right, he had a fortune in gold in this canyon. "Even worked as we two can work it, we have riches here far bevond our needs. "With a fortune in his grasp, he laid down and died of s tarvation in the desert; and, sentenced to death, I live to reap the b e nefit. "Such is life so go e s the world. "In his little buckskin pouches he carried several thou sands of dollars in gold, and I possess it now; but will do my duty by those whom he mentions in his letters. "I am A11drew Seldon now, for Wallace Weston is dead, and so even Lucas Langley, my faithful friend, and all others, mt1st believe me. "I will hunt up the cache of provisions to-day, and then we will be fixed until late in the fall, when I will go to Wingate and get what we need for the winter, for we can work here during the cold weather, as snow will not reach us down here. "Whea I go, I wpl mail tvvo letters, one telling of Hugh Mayhew's death, for that I killed Manton Mayhew will doubtless be already known, and the other letter will be to Andrew Seldon's little daughter, telling her of the fortune in store for her. /. "Then it will remain for me to secure this fortune, dig this yellow gold from the mines and in time become a rich man, so that I can enjoy life far from the scenes that I knew in boyhood, away from those that have hunted me down through life, for, as Andrew Seldon, I can live in p e ace, and Wallace Weston is dead." So musing, the gold-hunter turned back 'toward the cabin halted after a few paces, glanced at the map he carried, and then turned short off to the right Climbing some fifty feet up the steep side of a cliff, he cam e to a hole in the rocks, a small cave, and in this was found, wrapped closely in canvas,, provisions of various kinds, ammunition, an ax, saw, hatchet, pick, spade and shov el, rope, some matches and blankets and cooking utensils, all new, and placed there for future use, should his cabin be discovered by any chance and destroyed and robbed. 1 "This is, indeed, a good find," muttered the gold hunter as he descended the cliff and returned to the cabin, where he found Lucas Langley busy preparing breakfast. "Well, pard, the things in the cache a 're all right, and just what we need. "I put the horses in the canyon, and then took a look at the mine, and we will find good picking there, gold enough to make us rich men." "Well, I am glad to hear it, though it seems that I could pass my days in this spot as a poor man, and never tire of it. "See, I threw in my line twice, and caught those fine fish, and we have a mess of peaches, a s well; this place is, indeed, a paradise," and Lucas Langley waxed elo quent over their new home in the Grand Canyon of the Colorado. After breakfast was over, with picks and shovels, they went to ::he mine beneath the cliff, and an hour's work convinced them that they would have a long year's work to get only the gold grains that were cropped out in abundance. "Now, pard, we will take a ride around the canyons near our ranch to-day, and rest to-morrow, as it will be Sunday, and begin work on Monday. "What do you say?" "Just as you do, for the gold is found, our quarters are perfect, game and fish can be procured in abundance, and this is an ideal spot in which to dwell. "Yes, Pard Seldon, I am happy here, and bless the day when you found Paradise Mine, while I am more than thankful that you allow me to share it with you, a debt I can never repay you, while I already owe you my life "Do not speak of it, Langley, or refer to the past, for we live in the present now and hope for the future," was the response of Andrew Seldon, who was happy himself at being able to hide from the world, no longer feeling that he was a hunted man


20. THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. CHAPTER IX. DR. DICK. Not very far from where the town. of A_ri zona, is now located, there was, at the time I wnte, a mm ingcamp, known as Last Chance Claim. A party of prospectors had hit upon go ld in .the canyon they were passing through, after they had g1ve1; up all hope and were returning home to keep from starvmg. The result was that each man staked out a claim, the camp was christened Last Chance Claim, and while onehalf the party remained to dig for gold, the other set off for the nearest post where they could ge t prov1s1ons ,... and tools, and spread the glad tidings that they had struck it rich. A wagon train of miners at once set out for the prom ised land .and along with it went a storekeeper, black sm ith and a landlord to open a hotel, with several saloon keepers, all of which gave a solidity to the new camp that at once brought it into such prominence that the stage line put on a semi-monthly coach to and from Last Chance Claim, which at once began to more than pay expenses. Like many of the mining "cities" of the wild West, Last Chance was of mushroom growth, springing up within a few months into a population of several hundred souls, not one of which was a f emale, and numb e rin g a hundre loocabins, one hot e l, so call ed because the landlord sai it and hung out his sign stating that it was the "Last Chance Hotel," as, indeed it was, the last chance on earth to get anythin g to eat in that vicinity. Then there was a blacksmith shop1 stage office and stable and half a dozen saloons, where whisky, take n "straight," -and out of a tincup, was the popular, yes, and the only, beverage. The c a bins were scattered about, for several miles from the of the camp gold-digging was brisk, money plentiful and all was going well in Last Chance, when one clay the stage coa ch came in with a new driver on the box. The old driver was there, but he lay b ack upon the t op of the coach, with a bullet through his heart, and there were two passengers dead in the stage. 1'he si x horses had clas hed to the halting-place be icre the Last Chance Hote l the reins held in a master hnnd, and at the rear of the coach, in l ead, were two fine black horses one equipped with a gold-mounted saddle and bridle the other carrying a h eavy pack. The eyes of all were upon the strange driver, as he drew rein, tossed the rein& upon the backs of the wheelers lik e one who knew what to do, and leaped nimbly to the gioLmd. "vVho is he?" asked scores of men, for it was Sunday and, though a da y of rest from working, it was a day of sport in the camps. The stranger was dressed in g r ay corduroy pants, stuck in top boots, the h eels of which were ornamented with a pair of spurs, representing an eagle's head and wings, a d ark blue velvet sack coat a white si lk shirt, wit h wide collar and black silk scarf, in w hi c h s h one a brilliant clia mond, and a wide-brimmed black sombrero, around which was a gold cha in in place of a cord. There was a handsome gold buckle upon his belt, and a suspicion that it contained rev olvers, but the_y were net visi ble "\iVho is the boss here, gentlemen?" he said, in a courte ous way, as he faced the crowd. "I am stage agent and landlord of hotel, sir," was the reply of an individual who stepped forward and con fronted the stranger, and who was known as "Landlord Larry." Let me explain, sir, in a few words. "My name is Dr. Dick, and I was on my way to Last Chance to hang up my shingle as a physician and surgeon, and gamble with all who wished to get on a card, when I heard firing on the trail ahead, and rode rapidly forward to see what it meant. "This coach had passed me half an hour before, with a driver on the box and two pass engers inside, and when I came up I discovered that it had be e n held up by road agents. "They had killed the driver and passengers an

THE BUFF ALO BILL .21 Since tha t day h e had shot a negro, a Chinee and an Indian while, upon the principle of dog eat dog, he had the desperado who had run the town up to his com mg With such a record the crowd at o nce looked for Boom erang Bob to kill Dr. Dick, and, as a doctor was just what was needed in Last Chance, they regretted that it would be the case But Dr. Dick simply cast an eye over among the crowd, and picked ou t the man who had in s ulted him. His face did not change color, even, and he said, in the ca l mest manner possible: "Step ont from the shelte r o f t he crowd and make your charge against me, my fine fellow." Whether Boo meran g Bob intended t o step out or not', the crowd had no des ir e to shelte r him at the risk of catchin g a bullet by accident, and they broke upon eithe r side o f t h e de sperado with a unanimity of purpose that at once left t h e m a n standing alone The r e was so m e t h in g in the coo l manner of the strange r that caused B oo meran g Bob to be caught off his guard, for he slo wly put his hand upon his revolver, and grow l ed ou t : '" Well, I sa y s it ag'in, and what i s you goin' ter do abo ut it, V e l vet?" Just h o w quick a revolver cou l d be drawn had b e e n a su bje ct of much di s cu ss ion and numerous bets in Last Chanc e ; bu t all who saw the doctor d r aw wou l d have wag e red hig h that a weap o n had nev e r b e fore been tak en from its h o l s t er a nd levele d in so short a space of time. It did n o t see m to b e h a lf a second that it took, and the y h ea rd the w o r ds, cooly uttered: ('\i\f ell, I a m wai t ing for you t.o r e peat yo ur in sulting B oome rang B 61t was fairly caught at a disadvantage, for his hand rest e d u po n his re v olver, but the weapon had n o t been drawn from its holster. "Yer ha s got th e r de a d drop on me," growled the des p erado. "I do n o t wis h to kill yo u o r I would s e nd a bullet throu g h yo ur b r ain ; but y o u in su lt e d me, and I shall not let y o u g o with o ut p unishm e nt. Rands up and. if one holds a revolver, the bullet goes through y our h eart There w a s n o mistaking the words or l ook now of the stran ger, and Boomerang Bob had been trained in a school to o bey wh e n the odds were agains t him, and hoped to e ven up in the fu t ure So h e qui c k l y thr e w his hands above his head, amid a deathlike silence "Turn th e pa lm s this \ V ay, sir!" "What for?" "Bec a u;e I order it! "Obey!" The desp e rado obeyed, and then ca m e the question : ' Have you any choice among your fingers?" "What does yer mean ?" "I mea n to clip one o f them off at the second joint w ith my bull et-which shall it be?" "Pards, does yer intend ter l e t rne be mu rd e red?" shouled the buily; but he did not lo we r his hands-he knew better. "Your pards are n o t in this game "You challenged me to play it witn you, and now, wherr I hold trumps, you whine lik e a cowardly cur. "Quick! n a me your finger, or my bullet takes your ri ght hand off!" "The littl('f finger o' my left hand," yelled Boomerang Bob, excitedly, and, hardly had the words left his lips, when there cam e a fl.ash and report, a shriek of pain, and the small finge r of the bully's l eft hand was cut off clean at the second joint. A wild yell went up from the crowd,. in admiration of the sple ndid marksmanship of the stranger, and the sym p at hy, except among a few, was with the man who had shown that he could re se nt an in su lt in a crowd where he ha d everything to fear, as he was unknown to all present. The tiger was quickly tam ed, for he still stood with up raised hands do w n one of which a cr imson st r eam was tri ck l ing. Having adm i nistered his punishment1 res e nted the in s ult offered him, t h e stranger stepped up quickly to the desperado, and, extending his h a nd, sa id : I have no hard feelings now, pare!, so shake ." The hands were l owe r ed ad one grasped that of the str;:-::;ger, who continued: "As I said, I am a surgeon and physician, and I will at once dress the remnant of that little fing er an d in a couple of months you will not miss it. "Come, my instrum ents are in my pack, and I'll them." He stepped to his pack-horse, quickly slipped out a l eath e r cas e containing surgica l in strume nts, lint and medicin es, and, calling for a basin of water, bathed the wounded hand skillfully, a nd binding it up, took a silk hand k erchief from his pocket and made a sling for the desp e rado to carry his hand in. "What's ye r bill?" growled Boomerang Bob, when the work was done. "We 'll call it s quare, as it is my first call in Last Chan ce, and I wis h you to come to me eac h day to have it dressed. N ow, l andlord how can you fix me?" "There 's a c abin sepa r ate ove r the re on the hill, sir, jus t built, and it h as two rooms, and is very comfortable, while you can t ake your g rub at th e hotel," "That just s uits me; but my horses?" "They kin be stable d in the stage sheds." "Good! Will yo u g o with me to my quarters?" "Yes, as soon as you have told me more about this at t ack on the coach " I have told you all I know. "Do you r eco g nize the pa sse ngers or road-agents?" :md the d 'oct o r turne d to the dead bodi es, which had been t aken from the coach and placed in a row. "We knows th e m two as a bad J ot, and we suspected 'em of being crooked," and he pointed to the road-agents. "The passengers is strangers, but Bud Benton the driver, we all knew and liked, and a squarer, better man never held the ribbons over the backs of six horses. "Pards, vie must see that p oor Budd Benton is avenged." A yell of affirmation answered this remark of Landlord Larry, and Dr. Dick said: "That is right, gentlemen; outlawry should be put down in this country


21 t'HE BUff'J\LO BILL STORIES "But, landlord, have you discovered if the road-ag-ePts got away with much booty?" "Yes th_cy got a package of paper money the men sent gold dust tn to be exchan ged for as more handy of use, and there was ten thousand d o llars lost while the se pas sengers were robbed of mone y and jewelry, I g u ess, as they look as the y might have be en well fixed "But w hen wa s this hol d -up stranger?" "Dr. Dick is my name, landlord and I h ope not to be a litranger any" more to Last Chance but to answer your question, let me sa y that I am with ?ere, and was simply follovving the stage trail so thmk it was about five miles bac k, where there is a stream to cross. "Yes, Red Run we calls it, for ther e have been deadly doings on there before. " Well, if you send back on the trail, yo may learn more for the horses of the t w o dead r oad-ao-ents are b as I did stop to bring them a l on g. You was nght; boys, get a ganetogether and g-o to Red Run, and see if you can get on the trail of them out laws. "Now, doctor w e ll go o ver to your cabin." Landlord Larry led the way to the cabin, a couple of hundred )'.ards away and pl ea santly situated It had JUSt been built and had in it a cot bed a table and couple of chairs, a s muc h furniture as could be al lowed in Last Chance. "This is all right, and I 'll soon have all c omfortable with the thing s I carry in my pack," said Dr. Dick. The hors e s were uns add led and l ed away, and, opening the large doc tor u nrolled some panther, bear and buffalo skms, Indi a n tanned, a number of redskin souve nirs b ox ing-glo ves, foils and masks, a bundle of well packed clothes, with hats boots, and se v era l a-ol d-mounted revo lv ers and a repeating rifle. t> _He also had a handsome dre ssing-case, gold-mounted, with razor s, mug, and all the necessary articles for toilet use. It did not t ake him long to make his rooms look quite cosy, and Landlord Larry made the effor t of his life to please h im af t er he s aw how he trave l ed in the wild West and told him he did not ca re wha t price he paid for board'. The result was that sheets we re found fo r the cot an other table, an easy-chair, a b asin and pitcher, and Dr. Dick expressed himself as more than satisfied. As it was Snnday, he concluded to '"dres s up" for din n e r, and when he appeared at the hotel the miners were paralyzed to see him dressed in white corduroy pants, blac k vel vet coat, the buttons of which were twenty-dollar g-ol d-pieces, and a Mexican sombrero fringed with gold dollars, while the bai;d was of a golden cord, representing a snak e .and having diamond eyes. About his waist was a belt, in which were two gold mounted revolvers, and his whole make-up was gorgeous in the extre me, striking with admiration the miners who beheJd h im and causing one to at once call out: ''Three cheers for the go ld king !" The cheers were g iv e n with a will, and Dr. Dick was t hus christened "The Gold King of Last Chance CHAPTER X. BUFFALO BILL APPEARS. Dr. Dick was not long in making hims e lf a decide charact e r of Chance Claim, even when to be other wise was the exception. The party that had gone out to the scene of the h;ld-up of the coach had r eturned, with the horses of the two dead and told of evidence seen t here of there hav inobeen a ho t figh t T he coach,_-in fact, bore t estimony to this, i n the bull e t marks upon 1t, but no trace whatever of how the road agen t s had com e to the scene and departed could be found. Bud Benton the driver, was a popular man in Last Chance, and a brave one, and men spoke of avenging him. :ver e given quick burial in the camp which was very well filled for so new a place as was Last Chance, especially when the place was very healthy, and "sudden death" was the cause of most of the taking off of the people. For a man to die with his boots on in that camp was of mor e frequent occurrence than to fall a v i ctim to disease. Bud Benton and the two passen:-ers were g-iv1m what the min e rs called a dandy sendo ff," for the camps turned out in force, a hundred voices sano-"Nearer My God to Th,, h d ' ee, as t ey marche to the grave, over three hundred strong. The "ceremony" at the grave consisted in singing and a _comments by the miners, who w i shed to say some thmg m farewell to Bud Benton and try and palliate his offenses by telling the Lord that he was "O. K . and a squa r' man all round so don't be hard on him when he gits ter glory. The doctor attended the funeral, and was quite as much an attraction as the corpses. His "git-up" was immense, and he looked like a man who was out of place in that rough camp. But he had chosen to come to Last Chance to live and he had certainly come in with all in h is favor, the coach in, with two of the outlaws whom he had kill ed His summary pu n i shment of Boomerang Bob had won the admiration of the mine rs, for thev saw that he was a de:i.d shot, and had nerve as well. The doctor's first nie-ht in camp proved without adven ture, and when morninecame the miners saw that he had hung out a sie-n, or, rather, nailed one upon his cabin: "DR: DICK, Physician, Si,rg eon and Spor t." There were those who pi:edict e d that some day there would be troubie between Boomerang Bob and the for the former was n o man to drop a quarrel once begun. In fact, Boomerang Bob's strong point was in coming1 back at one whom he disliked, or who had done him an injury. I He was very about his having been punished byt the doctor, but this rather meant trouble ahead. Still he \Vent t o Dr. Dkk's office the next day and got him to dress his wou rnled hand, as he had promised"' h im he would do He was more polite than was his wont, but had iittle totf ay, and, after thanking the doctor, said he would calfq again in the morning. I


THE B UFF ALO Bill STORI E S. 23 ."Do so, for I am a little afraid you are going to have ugly hand of that; but I can tell in a day or two better. "If it turns out bad, I'll amputate it for you with pleas r e ." Booqferang Bob did not know jus t h o w to take this, heth e r it was sarcasm or kindn ess ; he gave the doe r the benefit of the doubt That day Dr. Dick h ad several profe ss ional calls, t\vo om wounds and half a dozen from sickness. He went promptly, did just what wa s right, and left a o6d record behind him. After he went to the l arges t gambling den in e camps, accompanied by Landlord L arry, ancl, after oing the rounds of the tabl es, sat dow n and played a ame wit11 seve r al who prided themselves up o n their sma1iness" as gamblers All who watc h ed the game decided that the doctor han led the cards like an expert, and saw him walk off with everal hundred dollars he had won, and this g ained for im anoth e r sob riquet of the "Doctor Sport." The stage had gone out on time, under another driver, fter his fata l adventure in comin g in, and so the rumor ad gone along the line of posts and camp s of the hold-up nd death of the passengers, not to speak of the robbery y the outlaws of a large sum of money. The report had been made to Fort Wingate by Landrd Larry, and the result was that when the coach carne n again there was a guard of two so l diers upon it. But, as no road-agents were see n on the run, they were aken off on the next trip, and the coach came in without guard But soon after its arrival a horseman rode up to the st Chance Hotel, whose coming and appearance created on siderable commotion in the camps, for at once from ip to lip spread the news : "Buffalo Bill, the chief of scouts, has come to Last h ance This infor mation was followed by the question, which o one seemed able to answe r : "What is he here for?" CHAPTER XI. ON SPECIAL SERVICE . The days passed away at Fort Faraway, after the es ape from execution of Sergeant Wallac e V v eston, yet the ugitive soldier, who h ad met so sad a fate upon the esert, as w as believed, was still the topic of conversa 10n. There was a mystery hanging about the man which one could fathom, and,_ up to the time h e had taken the ife of a brother sergean t, Manton May h ew, there nev er ad been one word or report against him. The wives of the officers who saw him were all a g re ed hat the sergeant was a gent l eman born, and they wove b out his life some h idden romance that m u st remain a 1ystery. Of course, his death was officially reported in a few ords, that he h ad daringly escape d exec uti o n, had ficc.1 to th e desert without water o r food, and several days D ft e r Buffalo Bill had gui ded Lieutenant Tompkins and a .1 quad of cavalr y to where the dead body of the sergeant 1d bee n found, half devoured b y wolves, his horse lying his side and also furnishing a feast for coyotes. The body had been buried where found, a huge rock rolled over the grave. If th e re was a single person who doubted that Ser geant vVes ton had not met his fate, he, or she, kept it a secret, and h e was remembered only as dead That h e h ad suffered far more, in starving upon the desert, than he would through an execution, all felt cer tain, and he bad their sympathy, or, somehow, they felt that he had kept back t est im ony at the tria l which, if it did not clear him, would, at l eas t, palliate h i s crime. He was m i sse d from th e fort sadly, for, a fine musician, he had often give n enjoyment by singing to his comrades in a tenor voice that many said would have been his for tune had he gone upon the operatic stage. Why a man that was educated, who was known to sp eak several language s fluently, who cou l d sketc h and paint, and was really very accomplished, should have en fis ted in the army as a private when there were virt u ally other fields open to him in which to make a handsome liv ing, none could understand, ahd therei n lay the romance of his life. He had quickly risen to a sergeant's and it was believed would be eventually recommended for an officer's rank; but suddenly came his downfall, his killing of a brother sergeant, his trial, sentence, escape and supposed death Thus m:itters stood a Faraway, when one day Major Rand all sent for Bnffalo Bill, who had just brought dis patches in from Fort \ i\Tingate. "Cody, sit clown, for I wish to have a talk with you," said the major, and the scout obeyed. "You made remarkably good time through with these dispatches. "Was there ne e d for it?" "No more," sir, than the rumors I h'eard at Wingate, that the Indians were in an ugly mood, and that r oad-agent s were taking to the Overland Tr. ail again, and had he ld u p a coach on the new run to Last Chance, Major Randall.'' "That is just it, Cody; the road-agents have be en up to more deviltry n:y dispatches say, and I am ordered to look after the outlaws, with a force from this end of the lin e ." "A force will do little good, sir, for at sight of the sol diers the r oad -agents play the prairie-dog act, that is, hunt th e ir h oles, and you look in vain for them "That is my idea; but still, I must move in the mc_1.tter and at once, and hence I sent for you "Anything I can do, sir, command me." "I know tl'lat you are willing enough, but I dislike t o send you upon a trip that is so full of deathly peril." "Don't mind that, sir, for it i s our duty to carry life i n o ur hands out here "vVell, it s eems the semi-monthly coach to L ast Ch a n c e


24 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. that new mining camp which is growing so, and where the miners are striking it rich, I learn was held up, not many miles from the end of its run, by road-agents. "The driver, Bud Benton, w;is killed, as also two of the passengers, and they were all robbed. "The driver reported to the colonel, upon the run back, that the coach was brought in by some daring fellow, who killed two of the road-agent s and drove the others off. "He brought it on the t op of the coach the two out laws he had killed, and the bodies of others, and thus e stablished a name for himself in Last Chance as a hero." "He was a plucky fellow sir, to attack odds as he did." "He was, indeed; but, Cody, my wish is to get at the haunts of these outlaws, to know if any of them are of the desperado element from Las t Chance, and find out just what can be done in the matter, s o I desire you to take what scouts you need from your band, and go on th.is special mission for me." "I will at once, major, and alone, for I can do better d etective work without any men and it amounts to that." "I leave that with you, Cody." The scout rose, and said : I will be ready to start, ir, within two hours and re port for further instructions. An hour after, he rode away on his mission Landlord Larry knew Buffalo Bill, for he had met him several times before and he was proud to have the famous scout as a guest at his hotel. H e gave him the best roo m he had, ordered a spe cial supper for him, and said : "I wish to make you acquainted with the dandy man of our camp, Mr. Cody." "Who is he, Larry?" asked Buffalo Bill. "'Nell, that I can t tell you, any more than that his name Dr. Dick, or that's what he call s himself." Well, and who is Dr. Dick?" "A dandy from 'wayback, for he's the man who stam peded the when they killed poor Bud Bent.on and his passengers, and got the boodle from em. "Yes, I heard the coach had been held up on the trail; b ut, could you find out about the outlaws ?" "Not a photograph of them, thou!h the boys spent a co uple o f days on the track. "If you had been here, you might have trailed 'em; but, it's a shame to have a coach held up like that was, and it'll give a black eye to the prosperity of Last Chance." "Hardly, Larry, so long as the gold in the canyon holds o ut, for people will take chances every day death to g et rich, and, from all acco u nts, your mines here are pay ing well." "The very best; but will you go over and call on the "Oh, yes, it you wish it." "I does." "See here, Larry,. can yo u keep your tongi.te between your teeth ?" "You bet I kin." ., "It is to your interest to do soo, and it will be for you to chatter." "I hain't no old mailil., :eiJI. "Some men are worse gossips than a dozen old maids and a parrot; but I believe you will kee p a secret." "Try me, Bill." "Well, I am here on a special mission." "Gol d-hunting?" "No, hunting gold-hunters, see?" "Is sorne of the miners playing it too strong?" "I accuse no one; but, there is some one hunting for gold in a careless way1 trying to get rich' ih one haul b y up a coach, and using a bullet in stea d of a pick.;' "I'm catching on." "l am here to find out j ust where these outlaws are, and you can help me." I'll Clo it." "Now, that I may n ot be lo oke d upon as a scout de tective, a spy, Id me tell you that I wish to in partner ship with you in a mine, that is, apparently as a partner, though really not one, for I am poor and could not bu y even a small interes t in the m ine that is making yo u rich, Larry ." I t's pannin' out big, Bill. ';So I have heard, and you are not l os ing money with what it makes you happy to call a hotel ," and Bu ffalo Bill smiled as he Glanced at the log shanty known as the Last Chance Hotel. "It hain t no r-; ew York palace, Bill, but it goes out here, and it's as bi g a gold mine in its wa y as that hole in the hill dow n the canyon i s in its way." "I do not doubt it Larry, and if you don't g iv e your f eathe r beds and finger-bowls, you feed them well, I know. "But now tli my plan to stay here a few days." "Go ahead." "Take me down to see your mine first and pretend to the miners that I, with sever al others whom I represe i 1t, go iu wit h you in shares, while I am looking about to find a clai m or two to buy for officers at the fort, at the same time prospecting for a little lead on my own account." I understand. "This will give me a chanc e to look about Larry, and come here now and then without exciting suspicion, while in r eality I am on the hunt for outlaws, a detective to ferret o ut. what their game is, and what plays they in/ t end t o make." )


BUFFALO BILL STORlf:S. 21 "I'm with yo u Bill, so now let us go down and look over the mine--unl ess you wish to meet the doctor first ?" "No, I will meet him on my return from the mine; but you have not oold me who he is? "Dr. Dick. "His other name?" ''Dunno." "What does he do?" "Shoots, practices medicine, -gam bles and chips m a s partner in mines now and then. " Is he well off? "He does a big bu siness in medicine, wins money when he plays cards, has not made any mi s take in mine in vestme n ts, and dresses 'way up, wearing velvet, with gold buttons. "In fact, his weapons are gold-moun ted and he runs so to the yellow m etal s we calls him here the gold king, and also the doctor sport. "I wants yo u to meet him Bill." "And I wish to him and will," rejoined the scout. Landlord Larry ordered two h orses brought around, and mounting, he and the scout rode away down the canyon. There were few in t}\e mining c amps of Last Chance who had seen Buffalo Bill, but all had heard of him, and his record was a national one, anc e ve r y eye, a s he passe d along, seemi n gly unco nsc ious that every gaze wais upon him, took him in from head to foot, and commen ts were freely made upon his superb seat in the saddle, his handsome face, and look of daring which his many exploits fully backed up. "They are onter y e r, Bill, and y ou bet they knows yer, for who don't on this bor de r," said Landlord Larry, pleased with the adrniratioi1 h i s fri end commanded from all. The miners greeted them pleasa n t l y, all anxio us to see a man about w ho m they had heard so much as thq had of Buffalo Bi ll. Only a few had seen him before, but his record iu the mi nes was the common talk around the campfires and about the frontier assembling places. The sco ut spoke p l easantly when addresse d b y any one, and once or twice, when cheered b y a smal l crowd, rai sed his hat in respome. At last the first one of Landlord Larry's mines wa s re ached, and the two dismounted to have a look at it. There were eight or ten men working with picks and shovel s in the side of the cliff, picking up now and then the small yellow grains of t he precious metal as they dug hem out, but all eyes fell upon the landlord and the scout 1s they arrived and dismount ed. "Th es e are my min ers," said Larry with an air of pride, and Buffalo Bill answered ; Glad to see you boys." But hardly had he uttered the words when his eyes be came fixed upon one of the party. It was a man who had shrunk back at si ght of him, and half turned his face away. Following the gaze of the scout, all glanced toward the man, and each eye noted that he had turned to the hue of d ea th. "Landlord Larry, there is one man that I recognize, and I am sorry to see that he is in your employ," said Buffalo Bill You mean Reddy, for he has turned white at seeing you, Bill." "Yes, I mean the man there leaning on his pick, Roger Redfield, a deserter from the army, yes, .and more than that." "It' s a lie I never was in the army," yelled the man. "There is no need of you r denying it, Redfield, for a man masked as you are with red hair and and black eyes cann ot hide his ide ntity. "You are my man." I say I am not. " I'll p rove it." "How?" "If I a m wrong I 'll give you a ch an ce to resent it b y allowir tg ym1 to strike me a blow square iJ.1 the face, as hard as you can "Well?" "If I am right, then y ou go back with me to the fort." "How are you going to prove it, Bill?" asked Larry, as he saw that there was an ugly l ook in the accused miner's eyes. "If that man is Roger Redfield, he h as on his breast a ble anchor in India in k and the i n itials k. R. "Come, Redfield show up." "My name i s not Redfi eld, and I am not the man he lieves m e "Have yo u not the mark I s pe ak of on your bre ast just here?" and the scout designated the exact spot "No, I have not." "Dare you show yotir breast?" "Yes." "Do so, and I 'll g i v e yo u sati sfactio n for the insult. T h e man he s itat0ed, unbu t t one d bi s woolen shirt a n d then saiQ.: "I've got a b a d scar on m y breast I admit, w h ere I was burnt when a child by falling on a burning log; but I have no brand such as you say, Buffalo Bill." 1 "How did yo u know that I was Buffalo Bill, for Land-lord Larry did not mention my name?" The man's face flushed and he replied: I just thought so, from what I heard of you." "Now show your breast, R e dfield." '.


26 THE BUFF /\LO BILL ST ORIES. "Yes, Reddy, show up," said .Larry. T h e man p ulled open his shirt and a red scar, as frpm a burn, an. d fully three inches square. 1'See I" "Yes, I see that you fel t that that brand would some day betray you apd so you burned it off, painful as was the operation.'' "Say, pard, that hain't squar' ter R eddy," said a miner. "Yes, h e's showed up and ther brand hain't thar as you said," another remarked "Men I'm not after you, so don't drop in until your time comes "I came here on business with Landlord Larry, not on the hunt for this man. ''But I happen to know his record, for he was in the navy and killed a brother sailor and. escap ed "He enlisted in the army, and one afternoon was recog nized by a naval officer who visited the fort where he was stationed, and that night, before the chirge was made against him, he deserted, carryin g with him a large sum of mone y he robbed his comrades of. "Lam not after blood money, for there is a reward for his arrest, offered by the soldiers of his regiment, and I will give it to the Soldiers' Home fund; but I have orders to a r res t that man wherever I find him, and I intend to do it now I have found him." The words of Buffalo Bill caused the acctfsed man and his corprades to move about uneasily and assume an anxious look, seeing which Landlord Larry said : "But, B ill you have not proved that this is the man." "Haven't I?" -"We' ll see if I have not, Larry. "In the first place, Redfield was a man 0 the size of that one, and hadrnd hair and beard, with intense l y black eyes." "Yes . "Then he had the brand on his breast that I speak of." "But this man has not.'1 "Has he not a burn there where the brand was burnt off "vV e ll. it might be as h e says.'' "Then why did he leave down on the lower edge the bottom part of the two letters, 'R. R.'-see, there is over a quarter of an inch of lower part of the letters, which he failed to burn off, and had n o t the courage to repeat the dose of burning, when he saw his mistake." "It isn't s o," shouted the accused. "Let us see, Reddy," an d Landlord Larry stepped forward and drew the shirt as ide. "Dy J ove you are right, Bill. and have keen eyes to d e t ect that; bqt th ere i s th e blue India ink sure enough, and the )2:rls.of bvn I say no," ye ll ed the accused man again, and his face grew blacker aand blacker with rage. "Well, Redfield, for the sake of arg1.1111ent, we will drop the brand on your breast, and I'll prove it in another way. "How you ?" I saw you in swimming at the fort once, and I noticed that the small toe of your left foot was mis s ing." "It hain t." "If I am wrong I'll give you a shot at me ten paces off, and if I am right you go back to the fort with me when I go." "That's squar', Reddy," said a miner. "I'll not show up," g r owled the man accused. "Won't you Off with that l eft boot, or I'll send a bullet through your brain. The action of the scout was so unexpected, his move ment so quick in leveling his revolver,, which was drawn from its h o lster like a flash, that Reddy was taken comple tely by surprise. He turned livid once more1 while, with a quick g lance at the restless miners, Buffalo Bill sa id : "See here, men, I will stand no interference in the dis charge of my duty, so be care fu!, for I h ave my eyes on you, too.'' This quieted an evident show of r esista nce, and the scout r epeated : "Off with your left boot,. Redfi eld, or I'll carry out my threat." "Sit down, and the landlord stepped forward I to take off the b oo t But the miner stepped back and said: j "See here, pards, that accurs ed scout has got me d o wn fine for I has got a toe missing; but it's only a queer ac' cident and I hain't ther man he says, so don't l et him take me, and have me strung up when I hain't guilty. "Stand by me, pards !" acknow l edgment of ha ving a toe m issi ng, as Buf falo Bill had s ai d, the burn on his breast, with the parts of the l etters s hov,in g below, while he harl r er 1 hair and be ard, with jet-black eyes, was proof to Land lord Larry that the scou t had made no mistake, that h knew his man. The other miners, too, were of the same opinion, but appealed to by their comrade for aid, t hey decided to he! him o ut c f a b.:td situation. As if a mental telegraphy had pas s e d between the m the seven men who were there as comrad e s of Reddy aj once drew their r evolve r s and covered Buffalo Bill, one cried: I ''Run fo r it, Re

THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. 27 the hand that covered t he ac cused, an d said in the coolest manner possible: "If you stir from that spot I pull trigger, and if I am riddled with the of your comrade s, I w ill kill yo u." It was an instant of terrible s u spen se to all, and Landlord Larry broke the silence a s the m e n stood there with leveled revolvers, Buffalo Bill covering R eddy, and him sel f cov ered by t he revolvers of the seven other miners. "Men, I won't have this row, alld you know I am not one to fool with. "Buffalo Bill is in the discharge of his duty Reddy is guilt y, the man he says he is, and you are interfering with a government officer, remember, so put up yer weapo n s and don't make fools of ye rsel ve s. The words of Landlord Larry 1pade an impression, but it was at once ; destroyed by an appea l from Reddy, who called out: "Stand b y me, pards, and don't let Buffalo Bill take me to the fort to b e hung !" The situation was a most threatening one. The miners were restrained from acting from two rea sons. First, the man they covered with their revolvers was :Buffalo Bill, a government scou t, a. man vith a record which would quick l y bring the vengeance of his many friends and the army down upon Last Chance if he was killed there. They could kill h im, yes, for seven re vo lvers covered him, and the men were good shots that he1d them, while he w as not ten f eet from them. The second consideration was that the y all liked their emp l oye r Landlord Larry. He w a s Buffalo Bill's friend, and he had" sid e d with him. Again, not one of them doubted the truth of the s cout's charge against the man they knew as Reddy, and whom he had called Roger R edfiel d. These were the ends of the two letters, the burn on the breast to prov e his a true one and Reddy had confessed to there being the small toe on his left foo t missing, which, with the fact that he was so strangely marked with brighten ed hai r and beard, and black eyes, could not help but prove that the re was no mistake. They had also heard him say too that he had been a sailor. He was not an exactly popular man, yet was liked, for he sang a g ood song, played the guitar a.nd also told a good s t o r y Still h e was their comrade, and he had pleaded with them to save him. This they must do, if they could manage it .though each one h esi tated at pulling trigger on Buffalo Bill. "Men, rememb e r, you are turning your muzzles upon a govern ment officer, though I do not wish to protect my self under that g uise. "You are protecting a murderer, a criminal, a man who de s erted from the navy, then from the anny, and was a thief as well. "He even stole a handsome inlaid guitar given him bY, the colone l's daughter to repair, for he plays that instru. ment well, and sings. "He is my man, and I will take him if I have to shed blood to do so." The mention of the guitar was further proof that Buf.. falo Bill knew his man. Not one doubt ed it but they had taken a stan "cf t he y must maintain and one of them, acting as leadel\ a sked: "How is yer goi n ter take him Buffalo Bill ?" "I will find a way." "But we has y ou covered, dead sure, and I says to Reddy ter git." "And I say that if he moves I'll kill him." "Then we kill you dead sartin." "It m ay be, but I expect to die some day in the dis charge of my duty, so it may be that my time has come,'' was the coo l reply of the scout. T his response caus ed the miners some uneasiness, which was incre ased when Landlord Larry said: ''Men Buffalo Bi-11 came here on business with me, for he h as bought a share in my mine, and is looking for shares in others for some officers. "He is my guest, and coming here to prospect, for he know s gold when he sees it, he recognizes a man he has orde rs to take wherever he finds him. "You know as well as I do that Reddy is the man Buffalo Bill says he is, and I want you to understand that if the scout kills him, and yo u fire as you threaten upon a government officer, I know t he men who do the work, anci they'll be the first in Last Chance b efor e the sun sets. "Now you've heard m y opinion so you better take my advice as I know what is \lest. "Don't let him take me, pards, and ii he tri:ger on me, avenge me," pleaded Reddy as he saw that the words 0 Landlord Larry had their effect bis com panions. A glance the leader gave at the others, and then at the piteous, pleading face of the accused and then said : "We'll stand by you, pard, and don't y ou forgit it." "And don t you fqrget that I will stand by Buffa.lo Bill," said a stern voice, and Dr. Dick stepped around the corner of a rock and advanced, a. revolver in each hand. "Dr, Dick the right man in the right place;" cried Landlord Larry, while Buffalo Bill had not changed a


28 q'HE BUFF l\LO BILL STORIES. rnuscle nor mo v ed his hand fr o m a l evel or take n hi s eye off the mp.n bis revolver covered. "Pardon me gentl e men, for breaking in on your l i ttle sfonce, but I was ridin g do w n the vall'ey, sa w that trouble was going on, so dismounted and drew n ear enough to overhear that it was Buffalo Bill whom you were threate ning, and that becau s e he was doing his duty. "Gentlemen, drop your w eap o ns or I op e n fire and let me give y ou a hint that I n e ver mi ss, and I onl y act to prev e nt you making fools of y ou rse lve s CHAPTER XII. THE SCOU T W I NS. The arrival of Dr. D i ck put a ne w ph ase u po n th e situati o n. He was immens e l y popul a r i n Las t Ch a nce, and a s p e cimen of hi s sho o tin g had b ee n seen. Whe n h e could ha v e killed B oome r a n g Bo b h e h a d simply cli p p e d a finger off, a n d the n h ad doct o r e d him until he got w e ll. He w a s a g ambl e r, y et n e v e r pla y ed w ith a poor mi ne r, and never took all a r i ch one had in puttin g up his money on a game. He gave hi. s servic es fr ee t o one who had no mon ey, -and o beye d a call as quic k l y for a p a u pe r as o n e w i t h mon ey. H e was gen e rous, c o u r teou s t o a ll, but all knew that h e was a d a n g e ro us man, an d he commanded bot h their re gard and ad mira t i on. Now that h e fac ed t h e seven mine r s with a revolver in e ach hand, s t a ndin g i n a n oblique direction from them whil e they c ove r e d Buffa l o Bill with their weapons, they saw that they w e r e in a s much dange r as t he sco u t and the man they so u g ht to befr i end Eac h o n e s ee m ed t o feel that Dr. Dick's revolver q)Vered h i m indiv i d u ally, a n d they also discovered that L a n d lord L a r ry h a d his wea p ons drawa. \ilfith three suc h men as B u ffa l o B ill D r. Dick an d L a n d l o r d L a r ry to face, they at once b ega n t o wea k en. The l eader of t h e m i ne r s felt tha t h e c ould see t h e b ull et in t h e docto r 's p i sto l and he l ost no ti m e in calli n g out: "Buffa l o B ill. you w in s ther game, for when ther doc to r c h ips in, I weake n s for one.'; "Mc, too," sai d severa l ot h ers in chorus, while one re marked : ''vVe'd l ike t e r s t and b y ye r R e d dy, but it 's no use, for th c r game i s ag' i n ns, and we d on' t ho l d na ry a t"r ump." "I am glad that you think that way, pards, for I do not like to turn my gun upon my friends; but I won't see Duffalo Dill sl:ot d own h.y anin:an, for he has a clean rec ord, and though I never met him before I a dmire him fo r his nerve." The doctor, from the moment of his arriv a l had spo ken in the cool e st manne r po s sible. He was n o t in the sli g hte s t d e gree e xcited h a d l ooked like one not intere sted. But now Buffalo Bill said: "I th a nk you, sir, for pre v enting bloodsh e d and I can onl y expl a in to yo u that I r e c o gnized this m a n a s a m u r d e r e r twic e a d e s e .rte r fro m th e s e r v ice, an d a t h i ef I pro ve d his i de ntity, but h e app ea l e d for aid t o his comr a des, and I h o ld n o ill -.vill again s t t h em for r e sp o ndin g for they s h owe d a manl y n ature in doing so B ut i t is b e t te r th a t thi s crim i n a l s h o u ld suffer pun i s hm ent than that h a lf a d oze n brave f ellows be shot d ow n in prot e c t in g him. "Ag a in I thank you s i r." The sco ut l ed R eddy away afte r binding him, and w i t h t he help of Lan dlord Larry and Dr. Dick searched his cabin. u n de r the b ed and b eneath a pile of skins i n one corner w e re found jewelry a nd money that proved conclusively th a t R eddy was o ne of the m e n who h ad held u p the Last Chanc e c oach. T hat n ight whe n all t he miners were at supper at the h o tel, Buffa l o B ill s tart ed on a l one sea r ch through the c abi n s of the other miners, who had been so anxious to h e l p R eddy i n h is fight agai ns t the sco u t. In four of these ca b ins other booty was found, show i ng that the inmates were members of Reddy's band. After supper Buffalo Bill c alled Landlord Larry and Dr. Dick aside and told them of his discoveries, and l ater on in the evening the trio paid a visit to each of the four miners, w h o Buffa l o Bill had discovered to be outlaws \.Vhen tack l ed separately by these men none of them showed fight, and the next morning Buffalo Bill baa five pri soners ready t o start on the coach for Fort Faraway, and for a long time after that Last Chance was free from robbers and freebooters THE END. Next week's issue, No. 72, w i ll contain: "Buffalo Bill and t h e Black Desperado; or, The Wipe out at Last Chance." Are you anxi ous to hear more of the histo1: y of vVallace \!Vesto;1, who was supposed to be dead, but who was living as a miner under another name . You will find him taking part in the c o r k in g story i ssued next week. Buffalo B ill r eturned to Last' Clia n ce after a short time, and the wipe-out of clespe r adoes,9cond u ctcd the r e u nde r his auspices, i s a thing tha t th<;!, m i ning tow n r emembers to t h i s d ay. J)on't fail to re

N arnes of prize-winners on page 3 L Did you win a prize? If so, we congr atulate you. If you didn 't, look on page 3 2. It td!s all about the new contest there. It' s a corking chanc e for you-dandy prizes and a tip-top contest. Overboard from a Rowboat. (By Elmer P. Noy, Conn ) Not v e ry long ago I had a very narrow escape from d ro wnin g It to ok plac e in the town of Wading River, Long I s l and. My sis t e r a nd mys e lf were spending a few days there. In ba c k of our hous e was a sm a ll lak e but it was qu i t e deep. The p eo pl e own ed b oa ts, and as I was very fond of row i ng, I soon l e arned how. One morning I w as out in the boat a s u s ual, when sud denly t he b o at u pse t and I w ent spra w ling into the water. The wat e r was very d e ep where I fell in, and as I could n ot swim, I cri e d for h e lp. As soo n as m y crie s w e re heard, the m e n folks got anot h e r b oat an d came after me, and I was landed safe on s h ore An Adventure With a Monster Fish. ( B y W. B. N e wman, Texas.) Se v era l y e a r s a g o it was my pleasure to v i sit \ Veed L a k e whi c h lie s east of Trinity River, in Anderson County This lake i s con s id e red by anglers to be the b e st fis h ing res ort in T exas, and at all times during the year is c ro wd e d with s portsm e n. It wa s in t h e sp ring o f '94 when I visit e d the above4iak e with a pa r t y of Mc C l e lland County nimrods acting in the ca p ac it y o f g u i d es. 'vVe w e re three da y s in completin g our jo urn ey t o th e l a ke, which is seventy-two mil e s east of F a irfield, th e h om e of the writer of this story. A ft e r r e achin g our destina t ion and preparing camp t hree o f us decide d to take a b oat rid e ; so un loo sing the bo a t fro m i ts m o orin g, we began to row out on the l ake. W e h a d n o t pro ce e d e d far when a big commoti o n was see n in th e w a t e r jus t ahe ad of ns. \Ve paid but little at tention to the splash, as it is no unusi.:.al s:ght to see a hundred garfi s h jumping at once, esp e cially when the water is as p l acid as it was that afternoon. \Ve wer e all in a very jocular mood, laughing and talk-ing; in fact, having a picnic (as the boys express it), when, without warning, our boat was lifted clear out of the water and turned topsy-turvy, spilling us all out into the lake. Badly frightened and excited we began to swim for the shore I being a very slow swimmer, was left far behind; in fact so badly scared I cou ld scarcely swim, look. ing every moment to fall a prey to the monster that cap siz e d the b 0 at. The rest of the boys finally reached terra firma and I was almost in the act, when I wa; seized by the leg and carried beneath the surface of the lake. words cannot portray my feeling when the creature began dragging me to deep water. I then realized my hopele s s chance of life. A story my uncle told me years ago flashed through my mind. It was his experience with an alli g ator. The brute i;eizecl him and he forced the alligator to release his hold by jabbing his fingers into his eyes. I now proceeded to adopt my uncle's tactics, which work e d like a charm I came to the surface more dead than a live, from l o ss of breath and blood-the latter caused by a terrible gash made by the monster when h e sei ze d me. M y compan i ons seeing me floating on the surface of th e lake jump e d in a boat and came to my r e scue. Thus ended my thrilling experience with the monster. A Sailor's Life; or, Hard Luck. (By Franklin Donser, Ohi o.) The 17th day of August was the day fixed for the sailing of the ship Alert, from Boston round Cape Horn, to the western coast of North America She got under way early in the afternoon. I made my appearance on deck in full sea ri g for a two-years' voyage. I joined the crew and we hauled out into the stream. On the following night I stood my first watc h My watch began at eleven o'clock at night, with orde rs to call the captain if the win d came up from t he westward.


30 THE BUFF f\LO BILL STORIES. At midnight, having call e d the captain, I g ot ord e rs to call all hands. How I accomplished this I do not know but am quite sure I did not give the true hoar s e boatswain call. "A-a-ll ha-a nds up, anchor a-ho-oy !" When out about three davs I w as s e asick but could n o t go to bed. The weather bad and two sailors were laid up alread y I was in my bunk" half dead half alive when I was aroused by the order from the officer: "Forward there! rig the head!" I felt tempted to tell him I had rather wait till after breakfast, but I knew I must take the "bull by the h o rns sd I took my bucket of grease and climbed up to the ro y al masthead. Here the rocking of the vessel, which in creases the higher you go fr o m the d e ck, and the smell of the grease brought me into a "nice shape." When I was half done with my work m y senses l e ft me and I found myself in salt water. I had fallen from the yard arm. I tried t o swim, but m y strength was gone and I was about to give up when a rope was cast me from a lifeboat I grabbed the rop e and when halfw a y i n th e "pump ." I found there wa s n o time for dreamin g a nd must "turn to" at the first li g ht. Having call e d all hands we c o mmenced wa s hin g d o wn the deck. After we had finish e d and c o iled up t h e rigging I sat down on the spars to wait for s e v e n bells, which was the sign of bre akfast. A Snake Story. ( By Gilbert T).l!t O kl a ho ma.) One day I went t o th e Cimaron Ri ver to go for a lit t l e swim, when sudde nly I got a cramp and sw a m for t h e shore. Looking back I saw a bull s nake making for m e I sa w I could not make the shore and I was very much fright en e d. I stopped arld caught h o ld of his tail and cr a c ke d his head off as I wo11ld a whip. He s tun g me but I am all right no w I wi!l n e v e r g o there a g ain. A Fight With a Grizzly. (By L. Rob e rts, Louisian a .) ln t h e summ e r of 1896 I starte d o n a hunt in the m o un tains, ac c ompani e d by my fri e nd and g ui qe, D an W i l s on. When we were goin g thro11g h a thi c k g rov e o f pines all a t o n ce I heard a sniff to th e sid e of us, a n d l oo kin g u p I saw a sight that made my kn ee s s hake. H a rdl y fifty fee t d i stant was a g i ant g r i zzly r ea r e d o n his hind l egs, and coming s t r a i ght fo r me. I quickly rai se d m y rifle a nd fir e d un der hi s fo r eleg but h e w as o n m e in a mom e nt, .and I felt hi s h ot breat h on m y c h ee k w he n a sho t fro m D an's rifle rang ou t a n d he t urne d and w e nt for hi m. H e quickl y fire d twice bu t t h e b ear seeme d b ull et p roo f and w e n t on, and in le ss t i me t h a n it t a kes to t ell D a n was in his g r as p I could not fir e for fear o f hi t t i n g D a n so I d re w my long keen knif e an d plunged i t i n t o him. Twice he turned on m e a nd c a u ght me in his gras p and I th ought every bone in me was broken. Dan was hurt badly, but h e ma n a g e d to raise hi s rifl e and fire, pt1ttin g the barrel alm ost in th e m o n s t er's ear. The bear relaxed hi s h o ld and we sank clown toget h e r. He was dead when I came to and w h e n we examin e d him he had five ounces of le a d in his c a rca ss. Dan said that it was a clo se s h ave. I now am the h a ppy pos ses s o r of a ne c k lac e o f b ea r claws, full y six inche s lon g I h ad three ribs b roke n and D a n was bruis e d up badl y Tha t was my la s t and onl y adventure w it h a g rizzl y A Leap for Life. (By E d ward Goforth, N. Y.) One summer afternoon I was walkin g al o n g t he Grand Trunk tracks at a stati o n on it s lin e calle d St. D avids, in the provinc e of Ontario,. Canada. The re w a s a long fr e i ght train of emp t y and loade d c a r s pu lli n g o u t o f the yard, and I was countin g th e m a s I w alk e d al o n g on t he down track. I not i c e d a man s tandin g on the ba c k en d o f th e van car, but did not pay any atte ntion t o him. \ V h en tl1 e van car r e ached me the man leaned out and said, Look b e hind you." I did so and I saw th e M ontr e al e x p res s trai n rushing arot1nd a sharp curve, about fif t y yards awa y. The t e le graph o pera t o r who s a w th e w h ole occurre n ce, told m e that I made the qui c k est bound th a t he eve r saw a bov make, and it mus t b e true, for I clea r ed three t r acks in tw o b o und s and t h en droppe d fla t on t h e fourt h This i s t h e closest call I e ver had, a n d I c e rt ain l y do no t wan t another. My Hunting Trip. (By.J as. J.{amsey, Jr., Indiana. ) On e d ay l ast winte r Lesl i e C ox, o n e o f my o ld friends ca me a l o n g and w an ted me to go hunting wit h him. O f cou rse I r e a dil y co ns ente d t o go--that is, if my pare nts w ould J e t me I wen t and as ke d th e m .and t h ey sa id th a t I could go; s o I took m y g un and we h t ou t. 'Ne hu n t ed all day, and a long toward night it began r a i n i ng 'vVe wande r ed a ro un d in the woods u nti l aft.er :i. w h ile we ca me i n s ig ht o f a schoolhouse, so we decided to stay in t h e r e all ni g h t. We w e n t in and b ui l t a fire a nd I went out t o g e t sorfle coal. 1 had n o t been gone lon" w h e n m y pard ca m e running out an

\fHE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 31 O f c o u rse we obeyed They l ed u s t o a cabin in the woods and down ii1to a cellar, and left only one guard with us, and, fortunately for us, our guns. The other robbers had not m o re than got out of si ght when I pulled the trigger on the guard and he fell d e ad. We. started to go away when we heard the other two robbers coming We dodged behind the do'br and let them pass up about six feet and then pulled trigger. Bot h of the robbers fell d e ad. The n we left for home and told our story, and came to find out that we had killed the greatest robbers in the country. A Lucky F a ll. (By Tom Hull, N. J ) One clay as I was playing with a ball it went on the ro o f of a h o use next door to the one in whic h I l iv e d. I asked the lady if I cou l d go on the roo f and get my b all, but she would not l e t me I g ot onto the roof of the hous e I l ived and was going to get onto the other roof by walking across a board I put the b oard across and was going over when I slipped and fell into the alley between the two hous es. I would have been killed on the stones if it had not been for a b a b y carriage that was standing there, and into which I f ell without b eing hurt. A Hairb r e a d t h E s cape. (By 0 H. Fisher, Ohio ) I was riding along a lonely path i n Hopkins County, A r izona, o n a hot . u gust day in '99, when the approach of night and a coming storm warned me to seek kind of shelter for myself and horse. Just as it started to rain I espied a light in t h e woods, about one hundred yards to the left. I rode up to the d oo r and finally, after much pers u ading, gained admit tance The fami l y consisted of a rather fierce -l ooking man and a woman of about the same caliber. The hut was a rudely constructed affa i r, abou t 2ox24, In one corner blank ets and old pieces of c arpe t were hung up, behind which was the only bed After supper, showing much fatigue from my long ride, I was shown into the inclosure a nd told i t was my s l eeping ' I close l y examined the place and found it to contain about half a loa d of pumpkins beside and und e r the bed, and any amount of rats and mice As I said b efore, I d i d not like the l ooks of my host and hostess, so I concluded to keep on the watch. Taking a wig from my grip I carefully placed it on a pumpkin and l aid it on the piilow I then crawl ed under the bed to get some rest, as I was very tired. About midnight I was sudden l y aroused by a tremendo u s e:l\pl osi o n and pumpki n fly ing all around the "room I jumped up and ra n ont sm a ck int o t he old m a n, who w a s just c o min g in I gave him a blow with the butt of my p istol which knock e d him out; b y this time the woman had armed her s elf with a fierce looking knife and made toward me, but as I was n earer the door I bo l ted an d ran, not wishin g to hurt the w oman. I secure d m y h o rse and left the place as fa s t as I could. PRIZE WINNERS. T he j udges who h ave b ee n at work g oin g over the entries in Anecdote Contest No. 4 have at l as t se l e c te d the seven b oys w ho s ent i n the b est sto ri es. Here a re t he ir names: L. Roberts, 2044 R oya l s t ree t New O r l ea ns. C. D Southard, T urner, Mo. J oseph Bond, 3631 N Bouvie r st ree t P h i l ade l phia, Pa. Willis Butler, 76o street, Shr evepo r t, La. Thomas Kline, 6 Hingham street, Boston, Mass. Edward J Bredemann 1 73 E. McCar t y street, J e ffer son City, Mo. Harold Ogilvie, R atan, New Mexico. By this time eac h o f these b oys has r ece i ve d a F am ous Fishing Tackl e Asso r tment. Thre e chee r s and a tiger fo r each and all o f t he m and three chee r s for the host of boys w h o c ame n ea r w innin g They are the boy s w h o s h ou l d try again. I t's t h e b o y who tries, t i me after t ime, w h o fin all y wins ou t. Look on page 3 2 fo r t he lis t of prizes i n o u r new / con test. Numbers of GOOD NEWS BOUGHT The following numbers of GOOD NEWS will bought. Any boys having them in their possessiop should communicate at once with P. 0. Box 192, New York If you have the foHowing numbers, write at once: N u m bern 137, 349, 370 to 377, 'inclusive.


u ERE' s A Nivrcns1r==-Acoaoo The Contest just starting is going to be the gr e atest we ever ran. It's an entirely n e w idea. The i Prizes are new and the fine s t we ever off e red. The othe r contes ts h e ld in the BUFFALO B I L L WEEKLY h ave f all made spl endid succ ess but this on e is sure to break all records. Why ? B e c a use i t is a brand-ne w ideaa contest every boy in America h a s an equal ch a nce i n and becau s e the prizes beat anyt hing eve r offe red before. All you have to' do is tQ write out an a c count of a n y o f your J Curious Dreams. ; Everybody has had remarkable dreams, and anybody who s ends in a n a c c o unt o f o n e h as a chance of i PHOTOCRAPHIC OUTFITS, I Camera and all p pliances for Tak ing and Dev c:loping Photogr ap hs. i Five H unting Axes and Five Hunting K.nives!I f I Think of the fun you can have this winte r wit h o n e of those c amer a s Y o u c a n take and develop photographs of all your F ull directi o n s go wit h each ca m e ra. Think h o w u se f u l and h a ndy a firstI rate hunting knife or ax will be whe n you g o hunti n g o r trapp i n g i n t h e woods thi s w i nter. !i To Win a Prize.-Wr ite an account of any curious or rema rk able d ream yo u h ave had-n o i -t matter what it was about. Tell it i n fiv e hundre d words, a nd send it with t h e co upon you will find o n thi s p&ge, prope rly filled out, tothe BuFFALOBILL WEEKLY, careofStreet& Smith, 238 Willi am St., NewYorkCity. I HERE IS A LIST OF THE PRIZES: g The three boys who s end in the three most interesting a ccounts will each receive an Eastinan Pocket Kodak, wit h complete outfit. The camera tak e s picture Hx2 in ches ; u ses film a n d ha s c a pa c ity for twelve pic t ures with out r e loading; w eight six ounces. This wonderful little cam era takes pic tur e s equal to t h e most ex pens ive. It makes negatives of such s harpness and d efin ition that beautiful en largement s of any size can be made from th em. Has p erfec t A c hro matic Lens of fixed focus,' Rotary Shutter, with se ts o f i hro e stops, square Vie w F i nder a n d c overed w it h fine S ea l Grai n L ea t her Tak es snap s h o t s or time expos ur es. Easily carri e d in pock e t or o n bicycle C omple te with roll of film for tw elve expo s u res and L ea th er Carrying C ase with room for three extra film c artridg es The five boys who eend i n th e fiv e n ex t b est accounts will e a c h r e c eive a .Saf"et:y Hunting Ax. Dimen sions over all llx 4 inc hes: w e i g h t 1 8 ounces. The blade is m ade of solid tool s t ee l, finely temp e r e d and h i g hly p olished. Tho h a n d l e i s made of mild steel, nickle p l at e d o n coppe r with handl e pla t es of engrave d h ar d rub b e r The guard i s of s heet s t eel, hinge d on a sprin g i n suc h a m an n e r that eithe r ope n o r c losed it i s fir mly hel d in posi tion The constru c tion is un!qae Now, Boys, You See Your Cha nce! COUPON. RUFFALO BILL DREAM CONTEST. Nmne . . . ........................................ Stre e t and No ..... .................................... Oity or Toum, ...................................... ... State .............................................. Title of Story ............ ........................... and o f such a na t ur e as to make it al most i m p ossib l e for one part to become d e t ache d fro m a nother The h ead h as an oblong semi-ci;-cul a r recess milled in eit her s i de to r ece ive the slotted end of ha;;dle, which id accu r at ely mill e d to a c l ose fit a n d firml y held b y a t -inch s t eel sc re w This m etho d of h andl e fa stening prevents a n y li ability of the blade working loose on t he handl e The u pper par t o f th e h and l e i s slot te d on th e unde r sid e t o r eceive the fold e d s hee t stee l gua rd, w hich i s s o ar ra n g e d as to be firmly h eld b y a fiat s tee l ba r when open or closed The five boys who se n u in the five next best accounts will each rnceiva a SportsJnans i d e a l lfilunting 1-Ini\Jl."e. Ther e is about as m u c h difference i n point of utility and b eauty bet'woon one of our" Idea l hunt ing knives and any other knife on the mark ot a s t here is b etween a grizzly bear an d a p orcupine. They are hand forge d h and t empered, han d tested by the riJidest p ossibl e tes t and finished fa a mann e r t hat makes them foe handsomest knives in the m arke t. 'rhe Idea l knhes a r e made with 5-inch bl a des, leather h andle, brass a n d ti.bro trimmin gs, with poli3hed stag-horn tip. A ka11dso1ne black or with eac h knife. I t's Up to Y o u t o Win a Prize I I I This C o r.t est cl ose s D e cember !st. entries m tsst be i n by th;.i.t dat e. A ll I $J.J Reinem.ber, the "BUFF ALO BILL :t WEEKLY" has the g r e ate1t drwlat..i.on of a ny + weekly des c riptive o f Indian wat'fare ever pub lished .I'". Your story, whethe r i t w ins a. p r i ze o r no t, has a c h ance of b eing pub!1shcd a n d will b e read throughou t the l ength a nd breadth o f the Continent J + fllC-t


____ .._........... _ ______ ...._ __ ... ,. \" r ,,. . .. The Physical Man 'fhe Muscles and Muscle Building The Lungs and th e Science of Bre:ith-ing. I ndo o r Exercises and Home Gymnastics Eating and DriDking for Health. Diet Cu.res an:llt h and Beauty. W alking and Running Swimming and B i cycling / Physical eat Culture ( ILLUSTRATED ) A Popula r Manut1l of Bodi!J Exercises s11d Home Oym nasties for Male and Female BY .... \ ._ ... I ,,..f HE ook is r egulatio n siz e pro fu sely illusl r:it e d by full-page photoe n gravin g s showing the different exercises by male and fe m:.ile models posed espe cially for this wor k Exe1Lises anJ home gym n astics will do more f'1r beauty of race, form and good health than all the m edici ne ever invented. Read Hst of contents. 1r ----1 . _., .. _,..,,_, ,. -: All Newsdealers, 10 cents If sent by mail 3 cents additional for post age Street & Smith PUBLISHERS 238 William Stree New Y ork l. I j i I I


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