Buffalo Bill and the black heart desperado, or, The wipe-out at Last Chance

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issuu Weekly. By SufJscrij>titm $2.JO per year. Entered as Second Class 11:fatter at New Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 Wl7/iam St., .N. Y. No. 72. Price, Five Cents. BlJFFALO B TLL CALMLY AND F IRMLY KEPT THE DESPERADO DESERTER COVERED, Al.THOUGH SEVEN OT HER REVOLVERS \\'ERE POINTED AT HIS OWN BREAST. .. '-


Trpenn[?[Pm[S@ ffiOD::,[S A WEEKLY PUBLICATION DEVOTED TO BORDER H15TORY /uruli Weekly By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at !M N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. Entered accordingto Act of Con;rress in tlu IQOa, '" Office of tke Librarian of Co11pess, Washi'na-fo n D. C. No. 72. NEW YORK, September 27, 1902. Price Five Cents. Buffalo Bill and the Black Heart Desperado; OR, T he Wipe=Out at Last Chance. By the author of "BUFF ALO BILL" CHAPTER I. DR. DICK. Buffalo Bill -,yas on a visit to the mining to wn of Last Ch ance, a wild and lawle s s little settlement co mposed o-f miners, ca tt lemen, gambling sharps, with a good spri.n kling of vVeste rn "bad men" and outlaws. The town-if it could be called a town-was on the extreme western fronti e r and this was not the first time that Buffalo Bill h ad Yisited it. On one pre'.rious occasion h e had been summoned there t o ronnd up a band of outlaws, for, although small, Last Chance was famous all over the \Vest for its utter disre gard of la\\. :me\ order. When Buffalo Bill visited it, howev er, he soon suc ceeded in instilling a proper respect for the law into the hearts of the inhabitants, when backed up by his own good six-shooters. He left the town taking severa l of its most turbulent characters with him, bound securely, on th e ir way to jail, and his name become a byword in'the little mining settlement. This time, however, his v i sit to Last Chance was on a m ore errand. .. In his previous experience in the town, two of its in habitants had stood him in good stead as friends, coming to his rescue when he was in danger of being overpo wered a nd killed by a number of outlaws whom he was fighting single-handed One of these men was Landlord Larry, a burly, hail fellow-,yell-met style of man, the proprietor oi the only hotel in the place, as well as two of its richest gol d m i nes, and a strong advocate of law and order in the settlement, as well he might be, for, being the richest man there, he had the most to los e at the hands of robbe1:s and outlaws. The other man was a clashing individual known as Dr. Dick, h o had appeared sudden l y in th.e settlement from no one knew where, \vith a good horse sadd l e and arms, splendid Clothes, an d an apparently unlimited s upply of hard cash. His chief occupation was gambling, although the skill h e showed in dressing wounds, caring for and nursing the sick and setting broken bones, of which there were plenty among the h ard-drinking, hard-fi g hting and hard-riding miners and cattlemen, speedily earned for him the title of doctor. Besides the name of "Dr. Dick," he had won for ..


THE BUFF ALO_ BILL STORIES. himself the nickname of "Gold Gambler," by his skill with the carc!s and the abundant supplies of the yellow metal with which his pockets were lined. Mysterious as he was, he soon became the most popu lar man in the settlement, and both he and Landlord Larry had been of great assistance to Buffalo Bill in his round up of the outlaws in Last Chance. When Buffalo Bill had left Last Chance on that occa sion, he had promised both Dr. Dick and Landlord Larry to pay them a visit as soon as he had a chance. A littl e later on in the year, while passi\1g near the town, he determined to ride into it, spend a few clays there -as he was on furlough at the time--and see his friends once more. He met with a hearty reception, not only from Dr. Dick and Landlord Larry, but from the more respectable of the citizens of Last Chance, who cheered the great scout to the echo as he rode into the town on his prancing horse. It was evening when the scout arrived, and he, Dr. Dick and Landlord Larry were soon seated at a bountiful sup per in the h otel of the latter. They enjoyed their meal, apparently, and Buffalo Bill was evidently pleased with his friend, Dr. Dick. He found the man a genial companion, witty, educated, one who appeared to have seen much of the world, and who talked well. Why such a man came to Last Chance, he could not un derstand. Coming out of the supper-room, they found that dark ness had fallen, and the miners had adjourned to the sa loons and gambling dens, excep t a few, who were smok ing their pipes upon the that were scattered here and there among the trees. "Landlord Larry gets a good brand of cigars for me, Mr. Cody," said Dr. Dick, "so suppose you come over to my cabin and enjoy o ne, while, if you are not well accom modat e d, I can put up a cot for you there, as I have an extra one." "Thank you, I'll go over and have a smoke with you," was the scout's reply. So over to the cabin they went, and Dr. Dick brought out some really fine <:igars, and put a couple of chairs out side. Lighting their cigars, the t wo smoked for severa l mo ments in silence, each waiting for the other to speak. At last Buffalo Bill broke the silence by saying: "Do you know, you remind me of Sergeant Manton Mayhew, of the --th Cavalry." "Yes?" "The -mqre I see of you, the more you are like him; in fact, except that he wore a mustache, and you are clean shaven, you are a most strikiug liken ess of the sergeant in face, as well as form." "Did you know f1im well?" "No; for he was ordered to Fort Faraway with his company, as a reinforcement, and I guided the troops there on the march from Whipple. "Several clays after his arrival he was killed." "I heard so. Will you tell me the story of his killing?" "It seems that the one who took his life, a sergeant in the same c ompany, Wallace Weston by name, was off on a scout with his t:oop, when Sergeant Mayhew arrived and they did not meet for some time. "But one night Sergeant Mayhew went to the quarters of Sergeant Weston, and the two must h ave recognized each other as old foes. "What occurred, no one seems to know, and the trial by court-martial brought out little from Weston "But Wes ton killed him?" "Yes." .What excuse did he give?" "None, more than that he said that he acted in self-de fen se ." "Nothing more?" "Nothing." "Did he tell n othing of their havin g met before?" "Not a word, thongh all believed that Wes ton had som e strong provocation, as h e was one of the best soldiers and mo st popular man in the army." "And Mayhew?" "Was unpopular." "'Why?" "He was haughty, overbearing, hi gh-tempered, and a man whom all regarded as a mysterious character." "Was anything known about his past?" "Absolutely n ot hing. "And of Weston's antecedents?" "He also was a mystery, and yet he was g reatl y liked." "Has any effort be e n made to find out ftbout the t wo men?" "Every effort, but without avail." "And the r esul t of the court-martiaL?" "vVas to sentence Vv eston to death ." "Thank Heaven for that!" "Sir?" "I say thank Heaven for that." "You knew Mayhew, then?" "Yes, and I'll t ell you a secret after a few more questions." "vVell ?" "Was Weston executed?" "He was not." l'Why?" "He escaped a moment before the order was to be give n for his execution." "Escaped from hundreds of soldiers?" ,


l!'HE BU ff /\LO BILL STORIES "Y cs; he w a s a daring man, and a dashing one. "I had ri dde n to the headquarters jusf to try and get a r eprie ve, for Weston had saved my life, and I had been th e c a use of his enlisting. I faile d t o get the reprieve, rode up just at the last mo ment to r eport t o the c o mmanding ofnc e r, when Wes ton m ade a break, b ounde d upon my horse, and got away, for none of the g u n s w e re loaded, and he was across the st rea m in to t.h e timber before he could be fired upon by t he s oldi e r s "So h e escaped death?" "l'or the time b e ing only, for he made for the desert, and there we found him dead, some days after, lying by the b o dy of his horse. "He had starved to death in the desert." A nd a g ain I sa y thank Heaven!" exclaimed Dr. Dick, sternly. CHAPTER II. DR. DICK'S STOltY. "\Vell ?" "vVe all lived to grow up strong and healthy." "Yott look it; and so did Sergeant Mayhew." "And so did my brother Hugh." "Hugh!" and B uffalo Bill slightly started. "Y cs; our names were Manton, Hugh and Richard." "And then?" "Our parents were refined, educated people, and quite wealthy. "Where we dwelt not, but we lived in a country vil iage, and, attending a country school, met there a boy by the name of-well, nevet: mind now, for I'll tell you later who he was. "He was about onr age, and we were great chums, for with my brother and that boy we formed a gay quartet. "I was the first to suffer at his hands, for, though ap pearing never to study and never being up in his letters, it was all put on, for he was a hard student at home, and when the examination day came he took the first prizes from me in ever y thing, when I was sure of them, and all felt that I would win. Buffalo Bill f e lt, when he h eard the d o ctor express his "I felt disgraced, and more so when my sweetheart degrati ficat i o n at the death of the slayer of Sergeant May. serted me for him. hew, that the two were in some way connected. "Half brok en-hearted, I left home and went to sea, The s t riki n g r e s e m b lance between Dr. Dick and the serwhere I wa s t a k e n as an assistant in the n a vy to a sur_ge ant w a s not an a c cidental one, the scout was a s sured. gc on. The n th e re w a s a n alm o st mali gnant glimmer in the "He left hom e a year later, to also go into the navy as a eyes of the doctor, when he rejoiced in th e death of Sermidshipman. geant West o n th a t s howed he had some strong rea s on for "In his ab s e nce, my old sweetheart had been won by my wis hin g him d ea d. brother Manton, and, when she grew old enough, they Puffing furi o usl y at his cigar a moment, the doctor thus were eng a g ed to be married. ca l med himself and then said: B ut, before the event came off, my rival returned "Can you ke e p a s e cr et Buffalo Bill?" h ome; his uniform dazzled the girl, his honeyed words "It can, if it is requested of me." won her bac k and she deserted Manton for her old lover "I will t ell yon one." "It w a s sai . :iat he had secretly married her and soon "Do not do so, unless you really wish to confide in me after hifll'i .arture he got into some trouble which forced "I do." him to resi g n from the navy. "Well, I will keep your secret; doctor." "He home, and nevfr went near her, and, "My name is Mayhew." broken-h e arted she went into a convent, taking the veil Ah!" while he began to pay attention to a beautiful girl to "Yes, Richard Mayhew wh o m my borther Hugh was engaged, my brother Man"W ell ? ton having left home in his sorrow, and, coming \Ve st, "Serg eant Mayhew was my brother." had gone to mining, which he gave up, after making noth"I half-suspected it ing at it, to enter the army. "He was more." "The truth was, his life had been wrecked by loving his "How so?" sweetheart, whom he idolized. "We wel'e born at the same time." A fascinating man, this villain at once set to work to "Twins?" win my brother Hugh's ladylove from him. "There is more to t ell yet." "By false accusations against Manton, he parted them, 1 r "Indeed?" then won her regard, and her father took him into part"M y mother gave birth to three children nership with him in the b a nkin g business. "Triple ts. "\Vhat his hatred to my family was, I do not knovv, but, "Yes, and all boys a s he got charge of the banking firm where all my father's


4 THE BUFF J\L O BILL S T ORIES. business centered, he so managed his plot that he crushed him, sending him to the wall, an causing him to lose his every dollar. "Indignation was so great against him that he was forced to leave the town, and he did so upon the eve Qf his marriage with the poor girl, whom he deserted, causing her to take her own life. "My brother Hugh also came West, and turned miner, and, I fear, w

ifHE BUFFALO BILL STORIES 'THIS GRAVE "'MARKS THE L AST R ESTING PLACE OF 'HUGH MAYHEW, alias 'BLACK BILL, "'KILLED I N A DUEL WITH ONE HE HAD CRUELLY WRONGED. 'To THE DEAD-PEACE.' " Buffalo Bill, that is my broth e r Hugh who re sts _in that grave. I know it for my heart t e lls me so, and that eaves but me, for Manton i s also gone-killed by one whom he wronged, and that one means Wallace Weston. "The name tells yo u that it i s your brother, Dr. Dick, and the alias also, for I said h e was known as Black Bill." "Too true.'' "But Wallace Weston did not kill him." "Why do you say so?" "Have you fo rgotten that h e i ; dead?" "But he escaped exec ution you told m e .'" "True, to die upon the desert." "Can yo u prove this?" I was the g uid e w ho led Lieute nant T ompk ins and his m e n in pursuit." "And you say that he starved to death?" "Yes. "You know this ?" I do." "How do you know it, M r. Cody?" \ Ve came, as I told yo u t o his dead body u po n the des ert, lying by t h e side of a large r ock that stood alone. "The wolves had begun to devou r him but hi s b ody wa s there in his uniform, w i th my sadd l e and bridle n ear, for he h ad fled upon my horse." ''\ Ve buri ed him there, and rolled the large rock up on his grave. "And yet I have a strong suspicion, a beli ef, that vVal l ace Weston i s not dead-that he still lives," sa id Dr-. Dick, in a lo w, earnest voice. CHAPTER IV. PROOF WANTED. Dr. Dick had heard Buffalo Bill"s story of his finding th e deserted camp, and the grave near it, with the tion cut upon it He had seemed to f eel deeply the death of his broth er, bad as he appeared to be, and his face and manner s h owed that he had loved the erring one devotedly. "We were three, yet like one," nearer than brothers even are wont to be, for yo u know we were of the same age, strangly alike in form and feature, yes, in voice and mann e r curious even ."Now Hug h has followed Manton to the grave, and I alone am left. Mr. Cody, do you know who kill ed my broth e r Hugh?" I c er tainl y d o not, sir." "I do "Whom do yo u suspect of the deed?" But one man, of course." "Who may he be?" "But one man wou ld h ave done the deed." "I am n o t so sure of that, for what I hav e heard o f Black Bi ll, be had many enemies." "Still, that one man ldll ed him." "Who?" "\Vhy, vVallace Weston, of course." "But I told yo u Weston was "I do n o t believe it-pardo n me; I do n ot m ea n to dou bt you, but I do doubt the fact of his death " I was the g uid e o f the party that found his b o dy, as I t o l d yo u." "Yes, his bod y' had b een torn by the c oyotes ." "Partiall y yes "Was hi s face disfigured ?" "Yes, very much so." "Beyond recognition?" "In a measure, it was; but there was the black hair, the beard of several days' growth, the rin g h e wore o n his littl e finger, uniform, hat, boots, all to denote that it was Serg eant Weston, while my sadd le, bridle and outfit were there "He ran off wit h your horse?" "Yes, he rod e hi m away in his escape." "Was it you r horse?" "No, for I have that animal now wi t h me ." "How did that happen?" "He pu she d my horse, which had been hard ridd e n by me when I went to try and get the reprieve, until b e broke down. "Just when the a nimal failed him h e found a stray horse, mounted him in full v i ew of his pursuers, and pu shed into the desert. "Their h orses b eing used up, they returned, and I was sent with a fresh party, under the same officer, Lieutenant Tompkins, t o follow the trail. We did so, and found the b ody, as stated." "Would yo u take oath that it was the body of Wallace \ V cs1.on ?" I neve r swear upon a n uncertainty, Dr. Dick, and it may be possible that it was not West on; J:?ut, to the best of my knowledge and belie f it certainly was." "Now, I cannot b elieve it was." "Why?"


THE BUFF ALO BlLL STORIES "Well, the man who cut that inscription into the tree where my brother was buried stated that he was killed by one he had cru elly wronged." "Yes ." "I believe that Wallace Weston killed him." ''But you say that he had been wronged by Weston." "Very true; but that was his slayer's way of putting it." "Sti!i, he had wronged many a man, from all accounts of him." "Yet no one knew him as Hugh Mayhew!" "Ah!" "His name was cut there." "Yes "Hugh Mayhew, alias Black Bill." "Yes." "Then Wallace Weston alone knew who he was, and he killed him." "Might he not, before he died, made known who he was?" "No, Mr. Cody, for the sake of those dear to him, he would have hidden the fact that Black Bill was Hugh Meyhew "No; he was killed by V\Tallace Weston, who, I feel sure, is not dead. "vVell, I can say no more than I have to convince you that he is." "Where was this lone camp?" "It was some twenty miles from the Grand Canyon of the Colorado, and at a large spring in a heavy piece of timber. "A heautiful valley ran dc'!"'m to the Grand Canyon, a view of which could be obtained from the camp." "Did you notice from whence the trail had come?" "It was too long after to discover any trail, of course, but I noticed holes dug near, which could only have been done by a dog." "Ah I and I have heard that my brother's constant com panion and truest friend was a large dog, half Siberian blo odhcmnd, half mastiff." "Yes, I have also heard the same thing, doctor." "\Vell, Mr. Cody, I than:k you for you r kindness in bearing with me, and though I am convinced that my broth er Hugh is dead, I am equally that it \vas Wallace Weston who killed him, and that our old enemy is still alive. "Some day I will know, for I want proof one way or the other, and will have it. "If he lives, then it will be his life or mine, for I am revengeful, and the face of Dr. Dick showed that he meant what he said. CHAPTER V. LARRY'S DEN. When Buffalo Bill left the doctor's cabin, the latter es cor ted him, remarking as they walked over toward the hot el: "You must make my shanty your home, Mr. Cody, whenever you feel like coming there "I will show you where I keep my key, so if I am away, go in and help yourself." The scout thanked him, and said that he would drop over often. He was greatly impressed with the strange man, whose cruel circumstances seemed to have driven him far from a field where he could have made name and fortune for himself in his profession. He liked the man and knew that in spite of his light hearted manner, he was one who suffered, who carried a skeleton in his breast. But he was glad to have met him and formed his friend ship and frankly confessed that he owed to him a very great debt of gratitude, one which he hoped to some day repa y in some manner. The scout had also a dim doubt in his mind that after all Dr. Dick might be right as to Wallace Weston be in g alive, though, when he reviewed all the circumstances, the seeming certainty of his death, he could not but feel that it was strange, how the presentiment that he lived would haunt him. "What do you say to a look in upon the gamblers, Mr. Cody?" said the doctor, as the two reached the hotel. "I am willing." "Then we'll drop in at Larry's Den, my favorite reso rt. "Do you gamble?" "I bet sometimes." "Well, give me a hundred and I'll play it for you, with as much of my own, for I will win." "You appear positive." "I am. "See if I am not1 a prophet." The scout hesitated an instant, then took out a roll of bills and handed five twenties to the doctor sport. Then they entered the gambling saloon known as Larry s Den. It was built of logs, a hundred feet long b y sixty in width, about twelve feet high, and with a s lanting roof. There were windows along the sides, two doors of entrance, one on either side, a bar at one end, with a door behind it, and which was k ept closed. A dirt floor, with some score of board tables anc;i benches, completed the furnishing of the place, with the exception of a dozen mining lamp s. The place w as crowded with miners, and a cloud of tobacco smoke filled the room, while nea r ly every o ne was engaged in gambling, bags of gold dust and nuggets being the stakes played for and recklessly put up on the turn of a card, sometimes a man's month's work going at one Sweep. Landlord Larry was there, at his table in front the center of the bar, and wJ1ich was railed in, taking in his commissions, changing money, and keeping the account of sales of liquor and tobacco. He bowed pleasantly to the doctor and scout as they came in, and a general hush fell for a moment upon th e crowd, when a voice 'Callefi,out: "Three cheers for Dr. Dick and his pard, Buffalo Bill!" The cheers were given with a vengeance, and the two men raised their hats and walked up to where the land lord sat. "Do you play, Bill?" "No, Larry, not to-night." "Then have a seat here by me, for Doc always gambles." "Yes, it is my greatest pleasure."


t l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES 'l Buffalo Bill took the proffered seat, an honor never be fore conferred py Landlord Larry, and Dr. Dick slipped :nto a chair at a table near and began to gamble. Jus t the n a man came and stood near Buffalo Bill, who, glancing up, recognized Colorado Kit, a man who had put up a fight against Buffa l o Bill on his former visit, and who still had both arms in a sling as the result. "Well, pard, I hope you are feeling better," said Buffalo Bill, pleasantly "I'll be all right in time, I guesses. I don't mind it when I gits pinched "You certainly take it coolly." "I takes my medicine when I has ter. Does yer stay l ong in Last Chance?" "Some days, I think." '"Well, I has no hard feelings ag'in' yer. "I sh'u'd hev knowed better than to fool with a buzz saw," and Colorado Kit walked off, while Larry whis pered: "You must keep your eye on him, Bill, or he will do you. I believe it's a blind, "his wearing both hands in a sling." o, he was badly hurt, and do you know, I do not believe he is treacherous; yet I'll be on my guard," and Buffalo Bill glanced over at the table where Dr. Dick was playing, and saw that he was winning steadily "That's a way the doctor has." "Some swears he is a sharp, and cheats, but if he i,s, no eye has b een quick enough to catch him at it, and it would be hard for the man who accused him of playing double-Ah! see there!" and Lancllorcl Larry pointed to the doctor's table, where there was trouble brewing. CHAPTER VI. AN ACCUSER. There was certainly trouble over at the doctor's table. One of the miners, and a man kr1own to be a terror, as he himself always said: "A hard man from Vlayback," had suddenly drawn a revo l ver and covered Dr. Dick. The hush of death fell upon the scene, and not a man m oved in all the room, only gazed at the actors. T i he doctor sat unmoved, his face not changing color, and a eigar between his lips. Upon the table before him were the cards he had just put down, and his left hand rested qpon the pile of money tak e n on the game, and which his cards said he had won His rig ht hand also rested upon table, there he sat quietly gazing at his ant agonist, who was known as th e Black Heart desperado. He did not belie his looks, for his face was pitted w i t h the res ult of smallpox, hi s nose was b roken, o n e eyelid was gone, and his w h o l e appea r a nce was as villa i nous as could well be imagined. He had one ear s l it, as t h ough i t h ad been marked as a reminder of ownership, and a scar was across h i s left c heek, where a bullet had cut its way His shoulders were massive and round, and of power ful build, he was a dangerous man to grapple with, whi l e he was known to be a fatal shot, as several mounds in the Last Chance burying-ground stood as mute reminders. If any one in the camp liked Black Heart Joe, it was not suspected, and yet all treated him with marked respect. He owned a paying mine, but hired help to work it, for he never touched pick or shovel himself. With plenty of money, apparently, he gambled most of the time, and almost invariably p l ayed a winning game. By some strange circumstan ce he had never before played with the doctor, but had boldly said that it was not phenomenal l uck that made Dr. Dick win, but expert handling of more cards than were allowed in a "Some night I'll play a game with him, and if I catch him cheating, Last Chance wiH have to advertise for a new doctor," he said. The opportunity came that night, when Dr. Dick \Vent into Larry's Den with Buffalo Bill. The doctor was on th e hunt for some one to play with, wh e n suddenly Black Heart Joe's partner arose, and said : "I'm done, for the pocket is empty." "Find another sucker, Joe "May be you'll play, Doc?" said Joe, just as Dr. Dick was passing "I do not mind, thank you," and he dropped into the chair vacated. The money was staked, and the game was begun, and ending th e doctor was winner of several hundreds. Black Heart Joe said nothing, merely puffed at his pipe and blew volumes of smoke into the face of br. Dick, who was smoking a cigar, but paid 1101 attention to the rudeness of his adversary Ao-ain Dr. Dick won, and so it contin u ed u11til the fifth game ended and Black Heart Joe had seen raked over to the other side of the tab l e gold and bills amounting to over three thousand dollars Then it was that h e s u dden l y drew a revolver and l eveled it at the docto r his elbow r esting upon the tabl .e, his finger upon the tri gger, w h ile he said, in a voice that all could hear : "See here, my fan c y Gol d Ki n g, I accuses you of play ing me." "Do you mean that I cheat?" coolly asked the doctor "Waal, now, I hain't u p in Q ueen Victoria Englis h bu t t h at is j u st h ow I inte n ded t o ex p ress myself." "vVell, you have t h e d rop o n me d ead sure, so I have a proposition to make." "Leave that dust jis t tha r o n t h e r tab l e and make it; b ut ef yer attempts te r move yer bands, my gun goes off, and everybody knows de ath follows i n ther wake o' my bullet." "I do not fear you, B l ac k H ear t a n d I am not afraid to die; but I do not wis h to be disg r aced by dy ing by t h e h ands of such as yo u a n d so I h ave a propositio n to make The voice o f Dr. Dick w a s subdu e d hi s face calm; his eyes only seemed to s h ow fee lin g, fo r they w e r e ablaze w i t h anger. ".Ou t w i t h it and quic k for I'm hun g r y t o kill yer. "You a c c u se me of ch eating?" "I do." "In what way?" "I says you has other cards i n yer s l eeve, or abou t ye r, and plays 'em at will, for you is a ca.rd ?ha r p "You bas cheated hundreds o' poor mmers here, b u t


TtlE BU ff J\LO Bill STORIES. yer can't play no fraud game on Black Heart Joe, for I keeps my eyes open." "So I see," laconically said the doctor, alluding to the lidl ess eye, and several laughed which caused the face of Joe to grow black with passion, while h e said : "Laugh away, yer devils; but this are my night fer p opulat in graveyards, see if it hain t, when I gits rid o' t his Gold Bug." "My proposition is, that I surrender m y weapons to Landlord Larry, and then let Buffalo Bill search me thor oughly. "If any card is found upon me, I am willing to be t aken out b y the Vigilantes and h anged "If not, th en we step ten paces apart, and you answer t o me for this insult." CHAPTER VII. THE BITER BITTEN. A murmur of satisfaction followed thi s proposition 0 Dr. Dick, but Black Heart Joe responded: "I'm agreeable ter, all except two things." "Name them." "In the fu'st place yer tarns yer weepons ovei ter my pare!, Sam Sully." "l 'll make that compromise for peace." "Now ther second." "Name it." "That I wants my pard Breakneck, to s'arch ye r fer extra keerds." "Why not Buffalo Bill?" I won't trust him." "You will not trust him ?" "No. "Why not?" "He'll play inter yer hands." "See here, Black Heart, I y ield to yo u r friend, Sam Sull y, though I know him to be a rasq.l, and I propose an honorable man fo search me, inste ad of your pard B reakneck, who is another of you r kind. "I will yield no more." "Then I will have ter kill yer fu'st and s'arch ye r after." "Draw trigger, and you die on the instant, and all eyes turned to see that Buffalo BiJl. had Black Heart Joe covered, and had so placed himself that Sam Sully and Breackneck, who had been pointed out to him by Landlord Larry, were also in range. Black Heart Joe's face changed color, but he did not tak e his eye off Dr. Dick, or lower his revolv e r while he said : "See, yer pard is already chippin' in, and ha s me cov ered-does yer call that honest, Doc?" "Ce rtainly, when you accused him of dishonesty, and hol d me at your mercy. "Corne, do you accept my propo sition. or not, for I c an make terms, now, I see, w ith Cody's aid " T does let him s'arch you." "Pardon me, but I refu se, as I prefer to keep you and tho se pr e cious p als 0f yours under the muzzle of my ievol ver. "Let Landlord Larry do the searching." A cheer went up at these words of Buff alo Bill, who, all now knew, saw through the trick of Black Heart J oe to get out from under the cover of the scout's revolver Black Heart Joe was bec oming rattled, with the situa tion he had found himself in and so he said, quickly: "Landlord Larry, you do the s'arching, and do it open.' "I've a notion to clip that broken nose of yours, Joe, v.rith a bullet, for insinuating I wouldn't act square; but I won't quarrel with a man on the brink of the grave," and stepp ing up to the Gold King, Larry continued : "Thi s is a dirty piece of business, Dr. Dick, for one to be in, but I have often heard hints that you don't play fair, and so I wish to settle the complaints at once, so will give all a chance to see .if this man has not lied ag' in' yer." With this h e took off the doctor's belt 0 arms, and iaid them upon the table. Beneat h was a buckskin belt of gold and bills, and this was put on the other. The velvet coat was then draw n off and searched, and a silk handkerchi ef a l o n e found in it His vest followed, and an elegant watch, diamond-stud ded and a chain of massive links were placed on the table A small note-book was in the vest, and a penknife, noth in g else. In the pockets o f his pants were found a bunch of keys and a small gold pen cil and pen combined, with a dia mond s et in one end of it There was also a roll of bill s and a pair of small gold mounted derringers in the rear pistol-pockets. The lon o, handsome boots even were drawn off, and not a sign of a card was found. The doctor submitted quietly to the indignity, and he f elt that all who lo oked on him were doing him jus tice. Black Heart Joe still kept hir11 covered with his re vol ver, wh il e Buffalo Bill held his weapon covering the doctor's accuser, while he also kept Sam Sully and Break n eck in range "I suppose you are satisfied," said Landlord Larry, sternly, turning to Black Heart Joe. "VI/ ell, I dunno that I is," was the answer, and in stantly the room seemed full of jeers, at the hissing that followed his words. Seeing a dangerous demonstration toward him, as shown by the hissing of t h e crowd, Black Heart sa id : "You says I is mistaken, Larry?" "I do." "You clears ther Doc, then, of cheatin ? I do, as does every other man in this room, they be you r two pards the r e." "\1 Vell, I can on ly act like a gentleman, and apologize. "Here, Doc, here's my h and." Black H eart J oe held out hi s hand, anxious to square matters, ancl to get out from under Buffalo Bill s pistol muzzie. But Dr. Dick did not take the proffered hand but !"aid: "You would find it imp ossible to act like a gentleman, and as to an apology, I refuse to accept it, while it was not the compact between us. "\IV-hat were ?" The revol ver h ad b een lowered now, though a quick glance showed that Buffalo Bill had not followed suit in that respect, for Black Heart Joe was still covered. The doctor coolly put on his coat and vest, resumed his hat, buckled on his money belt, then his weapons and continued: \


THE BU ff AL O B i L L STORIES. 9 "If I am wrong, I am willing to be corrected; but my idea was, that if you failed to convict me of cheating, you were to give me satisfaction, right here in this room." "\Vaal, hain't I apologized?" "I accept no apology from s uch as you," and Dr. Dick pock eted his winnings, whic h were on the table. "You me an fight?" "Certainly." "If I raises my gun, that durned scout bores a ho le in my bead ';Take off your weapons, and la y them on the table, as I do." "I'll b e murde red .. "No one will harm you, Joe," said the landlord The Black Heart wa s cowed. He had gotten into a sc r ape, and kn ew when h e had enough He glanced appealingly toward his pals, Breakneck and Sam Sully. They were white-faced and unable to help him. "Say, Doc, everybody i s ag' in me, 'cause I thought I h ad caught you cheatin'; and you refuse to accept my sorry for it, and wants ter murde r me." "You have the name of b e in g a dead shot, and quick as a cat in your movements ''Landlord Larry can arrange distance and g ive the word to fire, so lose no time, for I am l osing my temper, and you know you said th i s was your night to populate gra veya rd s so start i n with me." I caves, I does, pard." A yell went up at this, and .Black Heart Joe added : "I knows when I has bit off m o re than I kin chew, so let it go at that. Doc. "No, you and those two pals of yo urs must l eave Last Chance to-night." "Bnt I has a mine here, and they works it for me." "Landlord Larry, what is the mine of this man worth?" "He offered it to me at five thousand ca s h, doctor but I was afraid of it at that price." "I'll pay hi m that price, and now "Landlord L a rry, draw up the p a pers please." "Does yer mean I has got' ter go?" "I do, and these two men, and th e othe r two who work for you, for I know you to be a bad l ot 'If you do not go, you have got to fight, and if I am not mis t aken, when I tell the Vigi l antes what I know of you and your hirelings, they w ill invi te you to remain." .. Give me the cash, and.I'll go," cried Black Heart Joe, excitedly, cas ting a quick glance at Buffalo Bill, who no l onger had him covered, but kept his eye upon him. CHAPTER VIII. THE EXILES. The papers for th e sale o f the mine of B lack H eart Joe to Dr. Dick, were correctly drawn up b y Landlord L arry, and duly signed. Landlord Larry and Buff alo Bill attached their s igna tures as witnesses, and then the money woi.s paid over, the