Buffalo Bill's buckskin band, or, Forcing the redskins to the wall


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PUBLICATIO BORDER HI S,TORY Weekly. By Subscription $2.JO per year. Hnteretf as Secom( C1ass Matter at l\'ew YorR Post Office by .)TREET & SMITH, <38 TVmzam st., 1'1. Y. ------No .. 78. BILL RUSHED IN SUDDENLY AMONG SEVERAL OF THE INDIANS, .\ND HAPPY HUNTING GROUNDS. Price, Five Cents,

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ffiO[btS . A \A/EEKLY PUBLICATION DEVOTED TO BORDER lstiutl By Subscription $Z .JO per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at tlze N. Y. Post Office, fJy STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. Entered acc#rdi11g lo Act of D>11Eress in llze year 190:1, in llM Office of tlze Librarian of Congress, ivashinKton /). C. No 78. NEW YORK, November 8, 1902. P rice F ive Cents. Buffalo Bill's B u c k skin Band; OR FORCING THE REDSKIN S TO THE WALL. I By t1:e aut hor of "BUFFA L O BILL CHAPTER I. A FRONTIER FIGHT. It was a thrilling scene-a pitched battle between red skins and whites. On one side was a swarm of over five hundred redskins, mounted on their wiry ponies, led by a dozen chiefs, each of whom could be distinguished by his feathered head dress. On the other side were a company of cavalry and a small band of scouts, under the command of Buffalo Bill. The Sioux had taken the warpath two weeks before, und e r the lead of a white woman-their renegade queen. She had a wonderful power over the Indians, as her hus band, a renegade and outlaw, who had been killed by Buf falo Bill, had been recognized as a great chief among them. She had vowed to kill the scout, to avenge her hus band's death and once before had led an uprising of the Sio 'ux for that purpose. They had been defeated, however, and for two months after she had remained in hiding among her red follow ers, doing her best to get together a nmnber of chiefs, who should unite their forces to crush the whites, capture Fort Fairview, then the farthest west of all the frontier posts, and massacre those who were stationed there, in cluding the particular object of her hatred, Buffalo Bill, the chief of scouts at the fort. She was a woman of wonderful nerve and ability, and she soon started
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2 THE BUFF f\LO_ BILL STORIES. from the fort, taking them unawares, and arranging his force so as to give the impression that his men. were num bered by the thousand instead of by the hundred. The engagement that followed was short and sharp. The Indians pressed forward on their ponies in a mad charge. ;They were met by a volley shattered their ranks. Another crashing volley from the carbines and a sharp fire from the rifles of the scouts, who, under command of Buffalo Bill, had managed to outflank them1 and the Indians turned and fled. The renegade queen, thinking her force was outnum ordered a general retreat, hoping to draw the whites into an ambush, and gave White Cloud comma,nd of the rear guard. Forrester sent a small portion of his men to pursue the Indians, in order to give the renegade queen the idea that she was being pursued, and in the meantime drew the main body of his force back a little, and started them to work throwing up intrenchments and digging rifle pits. He also sent Roy Rockland, a recent addition to the band of Buffalo Bill's scouts, back to the fort, a day's journey, for reinforcements. Rockland had formerly been a highwayman, operating on the various stage lines, and having for his only com panion a giganti c Chinaman, who acted as his servant, and appeared devoted to him. Once before Rockland 11ad come to the rescue 9f Fort Fairview soldiers when attacked by redskins, and had Qrought them help, saving two companie;; from destruc tion. For this service, Buffalo Bill offered to take him und_er his command as a scout, and Roy Rockland, being eager to reform and give up his outlaw life, gladly accepted offer. 'While he was spurring on toward the fort, Buffalo Bill, Frank Powell, Texas Jack and the other scouts were pressing the rear guard of the Indians hard, to keep up the bluff that they wei'e the advance .. guard of a large force. They were so successful in tpeir attacks that Chief Vv'hite Cloud was wounded and captured, and his follow ers fled in confusion, without attempting a rescue. He was taken back to the fortified camp which c aptain Forrester was constructing. After the departure of Roy Rockland from the camp on the ridge, Fred Forrester felt relieved, for he had placed his hope of aid in the hands of a man who, he did not .doubt, would soon do his part of the work to bring help to him. It was well enough to have the redskins retreating,, for that gave him a chance to recuperate his force; and also to fortify. But Fred Forrester was too good an Indian fighter not to know that the redskins would soon discover that they had been decei'ifed in the moment of trouble and that what they had believed was another force was simply a clever ruse and make-believe show of rescue. This would infuriate them the more, and they would determine to overwhe.lm the force which they had so nearly had Jl.t their mercy in the morning. Knowing Fred Forrester i1ad told Captain Tabor, who, with Buffalo Bill, was in command of party seqt in pursuit, not to push them close, and to be ready to re treat at a moment's notice. Nor was he to let his men scatter to any great distance, if the Indians halted to give battle, or to force him to show his strength, he was to return at once, and leave Buffalo Bill and his scouts to watch their movements. Captain Forrester was delighted at the chance he had to fortify, and kept every man hard at work felling trees, throwing up dirt and building a hastily-constructed pro tection for the wounded, and the horses, -if he was forc e d to bring them into his little fort Fortunately, his position \vas at the very head of a brook, Where a dozen springs gave forth clear and cool water, and this was a good thing for the wounded. Surgeon Powell made his hospital in a secluded spot, and his patients were cared for skillfully and thoroughly, after he left his soldier assistant in charge, and sought to aid Captain Forre;;ter. The White Cloud's wounds had cared for as derly as though he had been the brother of the and the chief had rallied and r e turned to though he was very weak. He recognized the surgeon scout and said, in a low tone: "The White Cloud sees his white does he not kill me?" "It is not my style, White Cloud," replied the surgeon, in perfect Siopx. "You were found wounded by my people and_brought here, and I have cared for you, as it was my duty. to do, even if I did not owe you my life, for) have not forgotten that you saved my life once when I sought your people to urge them to bury the tomahawk, and they have 'killed me. "The White Cloud must remain here and be quiet, or he will die of his wounds." "And my people?" "Have retreated, with their renegade queen." The chief nodded, and the surgeon scout gave him a sleeping potion, and walked away. When he joined Captain Forres ter, it was just as Rock-

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THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIES. land was departing, and soon after the young officer s howed the s urgeon all that he had done to fortify. "It is just like y ou, Fred; and, if they do turn on ns, which I am sure they will do, we can stand them off for two or three days, at least. "Did you send for any stated number of troops?" "No; I put the situation as it was, with my reduced force, and the strength of the Sioux, with perhaps an other column of them yet to hear from, so left it to the colonel to send what he deems best; and, as he may regret not letting me have more, he will doubtless send hundred now, with Major Denton, or Major Merton, to command them." "I'll bet a horse he does not relieve you, and I would feel he had wronged you if he had.;' "You mean by sending a ranking officer?" "Certainly." "' \ V ell, he may not; but I wrote him not to consider me in the matter." "Just your way, old fellow; but yonder comes Cody." It was growing dark, but both officers suddenly beheld the chief of scouts dash out of the timber and come rap idiy 0;1 toward the fort. As he rode into the inclosure, he called out: "I got a nip in the arm, Frank, and, as it bleeds freely, Captain Tabor sent me back as courier, for he wished to rep o rt, Captain F o rrester, that the Sioux had halted to make a stand, evid e ntly discovering his vieakness, and that he will r e treat r a pi d ly after dark, leaving Texas Jack and two others of m y men to watch the redskins." "It i s wuat I expected, Bill; but we will be ready for the red s kins when they return, al\d our messenger has al ready gone to the fort with a letter asking for reinforce ment s ." "But y on did catch it did you not?" And Captain Forrester glanced anxiously at the wound on the sc o ut's arm, which the surgeon was already exam ining. You were in clo s e quarters, Bill, for this is a knife thrust," said Frank Powell. "Y cs; I ran in on several of them, and Chief Panther Eye gave me this reminder." "And Panther Eye?" laconically asked Fred Forrester. "Has struck the trail for the happy hunting-grounds." "I don t often take a scalp, but his hangs to my saddle, y onder. "How about it Frank?" "It is not serious, though the point of the knife touched t he b o ne. ;, Keep your arm in a sling for a few days, and keep in c amp, for Jack can see to the Sioux movements, and I can help him." "No; you don't leave camp, Powell, for you are too val uable just now as a surgeon to turn you into a scout. "Jack can do Cody's outside work, and he can help me here," responded Captain Forrester, and, the wounded arm having been dressed, the three sat down to supper just a s the shadows of night fell upon the scene. CHAPTER II. TENDERFOOT TOM WRITES A LETTER. Hy the way, Bill, in the excitement of the day I forgot to tell you that I had a letter for you," said Captain Forrester, as the two sat smoking together after supper, while Surgeon Powell had returned to look after his wounded men. "A letter for me, captain?" asked the scout, with some surprise, and he held forth his hand for the letter, which the officer took from his pocket, with the remark : "Yes; it came some days ago to the fort, brought by Rainbow Rob the stage driver, and th'! colonel me to hand it to you." Buffalo Bill took the letter, and laughed. It was folded in the shape of a cocked hat, and sealed with flour paste, while the address it bore was in a very remarkable style of writing, and as follows: "Fer "DuFLER Brr.L, "Clzcef o' Skout:= 'At Fort Far1m. "Dy ther kind hand o' "R\Irrnow Kon." Buffalo Bill smiled as he read the odd address, and, tearing open the missive, read the contents. It was guiltless of address or date, but Buffalo Bill knew that it was from Tenderfoot Tom, a stableman at one of the relay stations, who was doing a little private detective work for Buffalo Bill. He had formerly been in league v>ith a band of outlaws, who were holding up stations, and Buffalo Bill, learning this, gave him the al of being hung as an outlaw or going into his employ to watch for outlaws and report their movements when the scout was away on other business. Buffalo Dill knew that the fellow had some good in him, and when Tenderfoot Tom was given a chance to become honest and dodge the hangman's noose, he grasped it eagerly. His l etter told that there had been another hold-up on the stage line to Pocket City, a mining village situ ated near Fort Fairview. Contrary to the expectation of Fred Forrester, who saw the scout frown after he had read this remarkable letter, Buffalo Bill made no comment upon it, but said, quietly: "I hope we will get reinforcements, so as to give these

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4 THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIESo Sioux a severe thrashing, for I must go to Gold Pocket City as soon as I can get away." Ere comment could be made by Captain Forrester, the sound of hoofs was heard coming through the darkness, followed by a sharp challenge from the sentinel. "Tabor and men of the -th !" came the re sponse, and, a moment after, that officer came up to the quarters of F;ed Forrester, with the remark: "I regret to report, Captain Forrester, that the redskins discovered that they had been deceived, and are retur.n ing." "We will give them a warm welcome; but sit down, Tabor, and have some supper," was the calm response of Fred Forrester, whom no peril could disconcert. CHAPTER III. DEVIL DICK VISITS GOLD POCKET CITY. There was a man who visited Gold Pocket City now and then, who was known to be a character so desperate that the bravest men shunned him, and cared not to face him, even with odds. He went by the name of Devil Dick, and his brute strength was known to be marvelous, while he was quick as a panther in his movements, though a very large man. \Vhenever he came to Gold Pocket, he left one or more newly made graves as a souvenir of his visit, and such was the reputation he had along the entire line of mines. If he had ever met his match, the fact was unknown, but that he had been in some desperate encounters, many could take oath on. Indeed, his personal appearance indicated this, for there was a deep scar along his left cheek, which extended to the back of his neck, and one nostril of his nose had a slit in it, while a round hole in his right ear indicated that a bullet had cut through there. A slice had also been taken off of his chin, and across his throat was a gash, as if he had at some time very nearly had it cut from ear to ear. On his forehead was another scar, left by a bullet, and two fingers of his left hand were missing. What scars he had on his body and limbs no one knew, but he said that he had been shot and slashed some forty times, and, if his face was a criterion for the rest of his frame, there was no reason for doubting his word. Devil Dick's hair was red, and he went clean-shaven, as though proud of the scars his face could show. His neck was short and thick, his shoulders herculean, and his arms long, and knotted with muscles. He stood firm on his feet, which, like his hands, were enormous, and his form was clad in a red woolen shirt, black pants, and a sombrero, the brim of which hung down around his neck, but was pinned up in hont with a miniature representation of Mephisto in coral, thus ad vertising his name of Devil Dick. The man was an itinerant gambler, roaming from camp to camp, and making the rounds every two months. People did not dare refuse to play with him if invited, or to win if they did, so he was always in funds, and gold seemed to be his god. What he did with his money no one knew, but he had been heard to say that he intended to win enough gold to make up for his evil looks, and could then go East and marry a girl he had always loved. One fellow had foolishly asked him, one night over a game of cards : "But does she love you, Dick? "\Vhy ?" "Well, I wondered if she could, if as you say, she is a beautiful girl." "I shall ask her to love me, and marry me, and, if she refuses, I will do with her just what I intend to do with you for insulting me." "\i\ihat is that ?" "Kill you," and he shot the man dead where he sat, threw his body one side, and continued his game. He never rode horseback, always went on foot, wearing moccasins, and carrying a knapsack and a pair of blankets strapped upon his back. These he never went ,:\rithout, and he was always ready for a tramp, carrying his worldly belongings with him. If he had any friendships, no one knew whom it was he honored with his preference, unless it was Bravo Ben, a tough citizen in Gold Pocket, who had once saved him from a band of Vigilantes who were on his tratk to hang him for killing a wornart in one of the camps who had jeered him. And th.is was the character who walked into Gold Pocket one afternoon, and halted as he heard his name called from a cabin, one of the first ones in the settle ment. "Hello, Ben. It's you, is it? "Come on up to the Roost with me," call ed back Devil Dick from the trail, where he halted, staff in hand. "No, pard; I are used up, so come by an' see me." Devil Dick at once ascended to the cabin, and found Bravo Ben there alone, his two arms in slings. "Hello! Been tackling a grizzly Bravo, and got chewed up a bit?" "Yes, a she tiger, and a bad one. "It were a woman did this," said Bravo Ben, savagely. Devil Dick laughed, a hoarse, unpleasant, mocking laugh. "You may grin, but it are so." "A woman ?" "Yas."

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THE BUff'l\LO BILL STORIES. 5 "A man in a woman's outfit?" "No; a mere gal." "The deuce !" "Thet's what she arc." "In Gold Pocket?" "Yas "Where is she ?" "At Gambler Gaul's cabin, at the Roost." "I heard Gambler Gaul had been hanged." "So he was, for he turned out to be Captain Brim stone." ''They had it that way in the lower camps; but how was it, for you know I have not been round to Gold Pocket for some time ?" "Oh, he jist played two games, thet o' Gambler Gaul and Brimstone, and Buf'ler Bill took his trail, played ther deserter sergeant, and roped him in." "Swung him up?" "No; he died o' bullet fever "Buffalo Bill is a dandy." "He are, and maybe some day he'll tackle you." "Maybe he will; but I'll be there, Ben. "Now, to your having been carved up this way. "\Vho is she?" "She calls herself ther !eddy sport." "Ah! Gambler?" "Yas." "Any other name?" "Yas, Bowie-Knife Bessie." "I see; and she uses a knife?" "Don' t you see she does? ".Look at me." "Yes; and now where is she?" "Up at ther Roost, as I said, and the new landlord is dead gone on her, all ther boys think she's an angel, and she's jist got Gold Pocket as she wants it.': "I must make her acquaintance, for I gamble a little myself," and the desperado laughed, in a quiet, threaten ing way, while Bravo Ben said, in a low, earnest tone: "I has a favor to ask o' you, Devil Dick." "Granted," was the ready reply, and the face of Bravo Ben grew malignant with hatred at the quick reply of the desperado whom all so greatly feared. CHAPTER. IV. DEVIL DICK TAKES A CONTRACT. "Pard, it are just what I wants yer ter do, ter meet her, fer I has done so," said Bravo Beri, wincing with pain, physically, and also at the remembrance of the meeting "So I see," was the dry rejoinder of Devil Dick, who, whatever his other faults, did not affect the dialect of the border when he knew how to speak differently. Then he added : "But the favor you wished to ask of me, Ben?" "I has a call on yer, hasn't I?" "You have, for I owe you my life "\Vaal, I wants ter hev yer cancel ther debt.'' "I'll do it, if you will only tell me how." "D1oes yer want any dust?" "I always want gold "Y er'll git it, fer I'll pay yer well fer ther work I wants yer ter do." "See here, Ben," and the eyes of the desperado glistened. "You wish me to do you a favor?" "I does." "You reminded me that I owed it to you?" "Yas, yer does." "I told you once that when ever I could do you a good turn I would." "That's what yer said." "\Veil, what in thunder do you talk about money to me for? "I want gold, yes, and I'll always get it, in whatever manner suits me, for gold I am bound to have; but, if you hint about paying me, I'll break every bone in your body, and thus do you a favor by preventing the hangman from taking you out of life." Bravo Ben was positively frightened, for the face of the desperado was livid, and his eyes were wicked and menacing in the extreme. "All right, pard; but I wanted ycr ter git some gold as well as settle up ther old debt yer owes me fer yer life "If ifs a case of divide, yes; but, if it is to have you pay me, no. ''NO\v, what is it you wish done?" "Did you ever kill a woman ?" The question came so pat, it was so unexpected, that the desperado started, as though he had been shot at. And, more, his face changed color rapidly, and his features moved. "What's the matter, Dick?" Instantly the man became calm He certainly had command over himself to a wonderful degree Then he remarked, in a careless tone : "You ask me if I have ever killed a woman?" "That's what I asked yer." "I have." "Ther deuce Then, yer won't be squeamish a bou t killing another?" "I told you that when I went East, with plenty o f gold to give one woman all that she could covet in the world, and she refused to marry me, if my gold would not be a

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THE BUFFJ\LO BlLL STORIES. balm for my hideous looks and warped nature, then I meant to kill her. "If I could kill her, whom I love, why, then, I can kill any other woman without a pang of remorse. "Do you understand?" "I do." "N'ow, what is it that you want done?" "I wants a woman killed." "The one who wounded you?" "Yas." "Tell me of her, and of your affair with her." This Bravo Ben did, making it all out in his favor. The woman, Bowie-Knife Bessie, the lady sport, young,
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l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 7 Then she called to Panther Eye, and bade him go back and see if the White Cloud could be rescued. The chief was glad to obey, and rushed back, with an earnestness that s ent him almost into the midst of the troopers. In fact, he went a trifle too far, with the score of war rio i s at his back, for Buffalo Bill saw him, and dashed right in .among his braves. He knew the Panther Eye as a cruel and bitter foe to the whites, and one who s<;veral times had prevented the burying of the tomahawk between his people and the pale faces. So Buffalo Bill took his chances with death to capture or kill the Panther Eye. His magnificent horse carried him like a thunderbolt in among the group of braves, and ponies and riders went down. Texas Jack and several other scouts followed close, and Captain Alfred Tabor joined in the hand-to-hand con flict. It lasted but a moment, but in that moment Panther Eye lost his life and scalp at the hands of Buffalo Bill, and a dozen warriors went down, while as many ponies were It was a victory for the palefaces, and hastened the red skins rn their retreat. Then word went to the renegade queen. But she had seen it all with her glass, and she was in a furious mood. Instead of the recapture of the White Cloud, the Pan ther E ye had lost his life. But the glass of the renegade queen also showed her that in the midst of the fracas the troopers had pressed more rapidly forward, and shown their weakness. They were not fresh troops-this she saw-but the same whom she had before fought. She had seen Buffalo Bill kill the Panther Eye and take his scalp. This was, doubtl e ss, the way the White Cloud had gone, was suggested to her mind. The scout, her foe, still lived Her glass also showed her Captain Alfred Tabor and Texas Jack, for she had before noted these on the field. Then she looked back beyond the mere handful of troopers. There was no other force pursuing. Something was moving, surely, and, as she was not be ing hot pressed, she would call a halt. Riding upon a higher rise of the prairie, she looked back over the country. She saw the timber where the troopers had gone into camp. Her glass was a powerful one, and, as the soldiers did not know she bad it, they had no fear of being seen at that distance. But she did see them; she saw trees being cut down in the timber, and men at work with spades and shovels. This showed weakness on the part of the enemy. They were fortifying against attack, and that showed they feared it. Some clever ruse had sent the Indians off in retreat. So the renegade queen took advantage of the situation, and decided to make her power felt. She sent for her other chiefs, and said to them that she was sure that no other troops had come. The Great Spirit gave her power to see further than they did, so they must halt. I The halt was made, and a bold front put on, and this checked the pursuit, and after sent the troopers back to cover, as had been their order. Texas Jack and two other scouts were \eft to watch the movements of the enemy. Then the queen said that she knew that the palefaces were fortifying their camp. They were but a handful, and they must be surrounded in the night, and at dawn attacked. They had killed the White Cloud and the Panther Eye, and nearly half a hundred of her warriors had been slain or wounded, with as many ponies, as well. In the paleface camp were their foes, scouts and sol diers. There was the man-Buffalo Bill-who had slain the great white chief, her husband, and the men who had mas sacred the warriors with hiin were also there. Let them take the little fort, and a hundred scalps would hang at their belts; and the paleface settlers would fly from their country back toward the rising sun. The Long Hair would captured alive and tortured to death, and all the Sioux in their village woufd rejoice. Such was the way the cunning woman talked, and she aroused her hearers to the wildest pitch of fury. She had come to hate her own race, and she was cruelly revengeful against Buffalo Bill. Hating, she meant to kill-to be merciless. _ __ Then she called to her a young warrior, and told him to go with all speed to the signal mountain. This would save him a ride of a day, and he must signal for more warriors. "Burn five smokes," she said, for she knew that this would bring her five hundred more warriors. He to go to the signal mountain, upon which the eye of a redskin sentinel at the village was constantly kept. He would send up one smoke; that is, let the dense smoke of a smothered fire ascend for a minute.

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8 THE l Uff J\LO BILL STORIES. Then he would wait to se e if a smoke curled up from the lookout post in the mountains. If so, he was to send up his smoke again, then smother it, and so on until five separate columns of smoke had gone h ea venward. Half an hour after they were reported in the village, there would be five hundred warriors on the wartrail, going to join their renegade queen. She had started out on a raid merely to capture Buffalo Bill, but circumstances were shaping affairs so that she would make it a big war, and would send up a wai-1 of anguish from fort, mining camp and settlement that would long be remembered. The renegade queen, in her wom a n's hatred and re venge, was going mad, and woe be unto those who feit her cruel blows. 'CHAPTER VI IN SUSPENSE. Captain Alfred Tabor returned to the camp and made his report. He was glad to see that Captain Forrester had neg lected nothing, and felt reliev ed to not e iiic ddenses al ready thrown up. "You have sent back for reinforcements sir?" he asked. '"Oh yes; by our newest scout. and he will go at foil speed." "Then, we can hold them off, for a few days, at least." "How did you discover that they meant to return?" "Texas Jack sent me word that, with his glass, he had seen the renegade queen,watching s it.nation, and that she, too, had a glass." "Then she took in everything?" "Most certainly, for the halt was made by the redskin s soon uftcr Jack's report came. "\Nhen Buffalo Bill here made his grand dash up on I Panther Eye, and scalped him, I had my m e n come up, for fear of a surround, and the queen doubtless noted the fact, and saw our weakness. "At any rate, she came to a halt, threw out her scouts, and, obeying your orders, Captain Forrester, I drew off my men, under cover of the darkness, and ., "You did well; Captain Tabor; but you left Texas Jack and two others behind ?" "Oh, yes, sir." "If they make a move, Jack will get it down fine, you may be sure," said Buffalo Bill. "I feel that he will; but did you sufer much, Captain Tabor?" "Lost one poor fellow killed and three wounded, with half a dozen horses. "I had to press them, you know, to make believe we were in earnest." "Ah, yes; and you were fortunate to lose no more." "'fhe wounded I sent on to Powell s quarters, and brought the dead soldier back to save his scalp. Ah, there goes a challenge !" As Captain Tabor spoke, the sentinel out on the prairie, a couple of hundred yards from the timber, was heard to call out, sternly : "Halt \Vho comes there?" The response was not hear but it was evidently satis factory, for a minute after a horseman came riding throu g h the gloom at a canter. "It is Scout Buck, for I know his style of riding," Buf falo Bill said, and a minute after the horsema n halted at the quarters of the young command e r. "Well, Buck, what news from the front?" asked Cap tain Forrester. "The reds have halted, picket ed their horses and are having a grand po w-w ow, capn, with that fiend of a \YOman for head 'devil, and m y idea is that they take the trail leading this way before dawn. "'But Jack sent me to tell you that he is going off on a little trail all his own. "He got onto a little scene, where the renegade queen was gi\ing orders to a warrior, and J ack knew him as one of the Sioux c o uriers, so he is go in g after h elp, either to the vilbge or to some other c olumn "Texas Jack noted the course he took, and followecl, so sent me back to report, and ask Chief Cody to send Nelse cut to take his place, and also to say that half a dozen scouts wouldn "t be a man too many to watch those red devils." "All right, Buck; I'll send K else and three others back with you, and you must divide forces, and keep your eyes well open," said Duffalo Bill. "You bet we will, for closed eyes this night won't op e n in th e morning," was the sig11ificant re ply. "I am sorry Jack went off on that courier's trail and yd he knew, and, it maybe, wiil pan out for the best. "Get your supper, Buck, while I l ook up the boys to return with you," and Buffalo Bill went over to where t he scouts had the ir camp. Ten minut e s after, five Braves in Buckskin rode away from the little fort, and went back to join the one braye fellow then between t h e troops and their red foes. "\\.ell, Cody, we a re in for i t," sa id .Fred Forrester, tr
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'THE BU ff ALO BILL ST1 lRIES. 9 having sent for them to join him there. Whatever the feeling in the past might have been which Captain Tabor and Lieutenants Ford and Rolston held against Captain Forrester when he was under suspicion of being in league with outlaws, they felt now that it had been unjust, and wished to make every reparation in their power. Besides, they had seen his splendid pluck that day, his skill and coolness, and they felt the most perfect confi dence in his ability to pull through, if any man could. They knew that Forrester, Powell and Cody were the warmest friends, and that they were outsiders, as it were; but th ey were now all in the same boat, so to speak, and it was sink or swim together, and Fred Forrester was the hdmsman upon whom all depended. -i So the six men chatted together pleasantly, as though no fearful ordeal was before them, no death-ax hung over their head. Betwee n them and a ruthle ss foe were the six scouts, and the chain of soldier outposts around the little timber fort. Surgeon Powell reported that there would be for duty fight seventy-six men, all told, with Cody and six scouts, so that they kn.ew they would have to fight about eight tO one. Yet not a face blanched, not a nerve quickened with fe:ir. They all awa it ed the dread ordeal, officers and men, and, as da w n began to brighten the east, it came, for the sentinel so1diers challenged sharp1y all around the line, a n d the six sco uts came in, th e soldiers with them, and were, a moment after, rush ing to the attack. CHAPTER VII. TEXAS JACK ON THE. TR.'\IL. Te:iaS Jack had won farr:e as a and a scout, and afte rward on the Texan prairies he h2d become a noted trailer and rang er. Having drifted up to the Northern plains, and b ecome the trusted and tried pard of Buffalo Bill, his name soon spread along the frontier as a scout of wondrous skill and daring. When he saw the ren egade queen in council with the chiefs, and beheld the Sioux courier sent for, he knew that the latter was to be sent off on some missio n. What could that mission be but for help? His glass revealed the group, and he knew the courier from his style of dress, and that he was, with his hor se stripped for a rapid run. "I'll follow him," decided Texas Jack. And, dropping back to where Scout Buck was, he told him of his intention, and sent word to Buffalo Dill, his chief. Then he returned to his position, and saw the courier flying away down the slope of prairie toward a stream. "He follows that to the valley, and will keep it to Sig nal Mountain. "That's his game, and I'll go, too." With that, Texas J aek slipped around the end of the redskin line, and, it being night now, cut across until he came to the head of a small valley. "He has gone through here, for he could not cross the ridge without going far around. "l\ow, Rascal, show your instinct, and take the scent of that Injun and his pony." The intelligent horse seemed to un1' e rstand his master, and gave a snort, as though scenting the air. Then, given the rein, he moved on up the valley, his head bent low like a hound on the trail. "Ah, you're a trailer, yc.u are, old Rascal, for you have struck it, sure, and I have only now to let you have your way," muttered the scout. And on the horse went, at a swinging walk. Every hour or so he would be halted for a short rest, and then once more keep on his way. An h our before dawn the scount drew-'rein at a brook, watered his horse, took off the saddle and bridle, and staked him out, after which he threw himself down to rest. The hors e fed for half an hour, anc\ then lay down and went to slee p, lying flat out, so as to completely res t his limbs. _. He sccmeC. to comprehend that he followed a long trail. He was a dark roan, with black mane and tail, and sp'enclidly formed for speed and bottom. Dawn came, and, as th e east grew rosy, the horse awoke and gave a low whinny. Instantly Texas Jack was upon his feet, and, while he was eating his breakfast of a c racke r and slice of col
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!O THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. He knew that from its summit the Sioux could signal by a column of smoke to the mountains, fifty miles away. He felt that he was right, that the Sioux courier had come there to signal for more warriors. Calmly, he waited and watched, and in half an hour after his coming, with his glass turned upon Signal Moun tain, he saw a dark smoke going up in a column from the spot where he now knew the Indians to be. The smoke continued to ascend for some minutes, and then ceased. The scbut waited, with the utmost patience. He knev all the Indians' signs and signals. It was a still day, and the smoke went straight upward, so could be seen as 'far as the eye could reach, and the vision of a redskin, trained to signaling, could see a very long way off. At length, another column of smoke ascended, but only for a minute, when it was shut off. "One," said Texas Jack. Then, after a couple of minutes or so, a second colunm of smoke went up. "Two." Another pause, and a third ascended "J'hree." Then again a rest, and up curled the fourth column. "Ah, four! The renegade queen wants four hundred braves!" Another rest, and a fifth column soared heavenward. "Five! Can she wish more? "It means that she intends the worst kind of devilment! ''No; that is all, and God knows they are enough. "Now, that redskin will \Vait yonder at the base of Signal Mountain to guide the braves to the renegade queen. "At least, I think so, but must find out. ''Then I can strike to the westward alongthe ridge, and must head olf the reinforcements which Captain Forrester sent for. "There will be enough to divide, so we can ambush those fellows, and have a force between the renegade and her village, so when the others are beaten we can make it rather hot for the Sioux. "Now to locate that Indian; and I only wish I could start him for the happy hunting-grounds, but I cannot do that, for he is to be the guide for those corning. "Fortunately. I can head the force off that bas been sent for to the fort." So saying, the scout descended the hill, left his horse in clover, so to speak, and went on foot toward Signal Moun tain, going at a fast Indian trot. "I can rest while riding, and Rascal must have his rest now," he said. In less than two hours he was at the base of Signal Moun: !n, and, scouting with the greatest caution, saw the redskin's pony hidden in a thicket, and his saddle and blankets near. "He is off on a hunt, so will remain. "This is all I want to know," and he started on the back trail, keeping up the same tireless trot, that carried him back to his horse in less time than he had before made the ten miles. \ "Rascal, you have had just six hours' rest, plenty to eat, and must go. "Be off, old fellow," and leaping into his saddle, he set off at a canter. It was late in the afternoon, and he pushed on until night, when he rested for a couple of hours, and again held on Just after dawn he drew rein suddenly, for a horseman was before him, not two hundred yards away, and from his Jips broke the words : "Buffalo Bill !" CHAPTER VIII. TAKIXG DESPERATE CHANCES. It was very evident that the Sioux supposed, with the withdrawal from the feigned pursuit, Captain Tabor had taken the scouts with his soldiers, and that there was nothing to be feared between them and their point of at tack. But the Braves in Buckskin worked quietly and with skill, and, cunning as were the redskins, they were more so. Though unseen by the Sioux, they had their eyes on their movements; and, as they began to stretch out on either wing, to surround the foes in the timber, the scouts divided, and held on around with them. Thus, when the circle of death was complete around the little fort, and the redskins lay half a mile off, waiting for the time to attack, the scouts were between them and their prey, also surrounding the timber, though far apart from each other. \i\Tithin the circle of scouts was another of soldiers, close in toward the camp, and thus, for half an hour, the situation unchanged. The scouts would not leave their posts to give further warning of danger, for fear just at the point thus vacated the Sioux might pi:ess on toward the fort. Then they knew that the chief of the Braves in Buck skin was a sleepless man when foes were about and duty was to be done. He had read the intention 'of the Sioux, and would not be surprised. So they waited until they saw the dark shadows that denoted the moving Sioux, coming to the attack. 1 It was all around the circle, and so they fell back rap-

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES '! 1 idly aroused t h e of the wide-awake soldiers, and all p r esse d r api dl y on into the fort, to find every man at h i s post an d all r ead y fo r the attack. The h orses ha d b e en corraled for the ni g ht, and every ma n wa s r e a dy to flght t o the d e:th. O n came the Ind i a n circle, co n t r a cting its line as it came like a huge vampi re to clu t ch it s pre y wit hin i t s dead l y fol ds Nearer and n ea r e r, un til wit hin a hundred and fifty y ards No sig n c ame fr o m the timber and the redskins felt su r e of a s u rprise They did not t hink th e s o ldi e rs b elieved t h e y would re turn. Then came one l ong, pie rcing ye ll, and it was echoed in a mig h ty app a llin g chorus from over four hundred sav age th roats W i t h thi s yell o f the r e d fie nds, the poni e s sprang for ward for th e ru sh. B u t around th e line c am e a circl e of fla me and four score rifl e s and c arb i nes flas h ed forth d ea th upon the foe. T h e re was a lull as th e c a rbin es w e re b e ing r e loaded, broken only by t11e repeat in g rifl es of the Bo y s in Buck s k in rattl ing cont i nuou s ly, a nd they had been so placed aro un d th e fort th a t th e y came fr om all qu a rters. T he s cou ts seve n in numb e r, for the wounded were at their pos t s with th e offic e rs w ho als o had repeating rifles, brough t i n t o a cti on a d oze n o f these dangerous weapons. T hen c a m e a ch ee r fr om th e s oldi ers, and an o ther vol ley o f c arbines, foll o w ed b y the rattle of r ev olvers, the yells of t he r edskin s war-cries of th e scouts, and the ch e ering of t h e t roopers It w a s an appalling m omen t, an d o n ly a moment it laste d for th e red c o l umns w e re shatter e d, broken, and w e nt r eel ing back t o cove r, unable to stand the storm of fire th e y h ad rus h e d up on. T h ere we re g allant d e eds done by tho s e same warriors braves carried off, d ea d and dying, by th e:r comrades, b u t n o one t o ma rk their acts of darin g Bac k t o th e ti m b e r on the river bank they rushed al).d s t aggere d and in i t s cov erts b e yond the range of the dead l y r e p eating rifles. ha lt ed. T hey w e re s h a t tered, su r pri s ed broken in spirit, yet revenge ful. Their queen h a d gon e w ith them, and, unseen in the dar k ness t w o hor se s had b een shot under her. Sh e was st ill i n h e r ridin g -habit, but no w r e tiring to th e s h e lter m ade for her, s he once more appeared in her buck s kin g a rb, b e ad e d a n d f e ath e red. dye d h e r face r ed w ith paint, showing her braves tha t s h e was o n the t rail to k ill. The c hi efs h ad b elieve d that r e infor ce ments had really c ome ; but she had p oin t e d out to them that the shots of the palefaces were few but deadl y, and the repeating rifles of the Buckskin Braves had done fearful execution. She reminded them that then: were braves coming to their aid from their village, and that the Sioux must win. So the red line around the fort remained unbroken, cutting off all chanc e of sending for aid by the soldiers, and in the glare of da y the Siou x lay down to rest, or sat gazing out np o n the plain, where lay a score of d e ad horses they h::d been unabl e to brin g off, an
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13 THE BUFF ALO BILL STO"lt:5. "Now I'll get nreakfast and go to sleep, and you, Frank, please rig up White Cloud s outfit for me the best you can." With this the scout ate his breakfast, had his wound carefully dressed and lay down to sleep. It was late in the afternoon when he awoke, perfectly rested, and his wound was again carefully dressed. Then he tried on his Indian rig, and it was pronounced perfect. After a good dinner, he was painted up by Surgeon Powell, donned White Cloud's costume, and just after nightfall sallied forth upon his desperate mission. And all day long not a redskin had been seen by any one at the fort, except the dead braves that coyotel; were snarling and fighting over, ahhough there were enough for a feast. CHAPTER IX. WELL MET. "Texas Jack-!'' The words came from the lips of Buffalo Bill, just a second before the Texan had uttered his name, and the two friends rode rapidly toward each other. "Well, Bill, how is it I find you here, when I thought you were in 'Fort Forlorn,' as we might call Captain Forrester's camp?" "I left there last night, dressed up in Chief White Cloud's outfit, and I guess I haven't got the paint off my face yet, and here's the rig," and Buffalo Bill pointed to the Indian garb rolled up and tied to the redskin saddle he rode. "You mean you came out through the lines dressed as a red?" "Yes, and I played Injun, Jack, to the queen's taste, you bet. "I got to the lines all right, and ran right upon a Sioux, who called to me. "I replied gruffly and passed on, and although I saw a number lying around no one spoke. "Soon I ran right upon the renegade queen's quar ters, for there was her wickiup they had made for her and her horses. "But she was not there, and that was my chanc e "I could not help taking a slip of paper from my pocket, and with my pencil I wrote her a note." "What did you say, Bill?" asked Jack, deeply inter ested. "Simply this: "'The renegade queen is anxious to be avenged upon Buffalo Bill, as she has sworn to be, and yet I come to her camp, take one of her horses and go to the fort after aid to bear her and her braves back to the mountains.' "You told her your errand ?" "Certainly, for she will know I cannot make the ride and return under four days, and I knew I would surely head off reinforcements before to-morrow, and thus give her a surprise." vy OU are a cunning one, Bill; but that is h e r horse?" "Yes, and an Indian saddle, for I borrowed it from a warrior whose horse was staked n ear "I tell you, Jack, I came through those r edski ns' lines in great shape." "You generally do; but now let me tell you what I 1h a ve done, and don't you forget it, but I am glad we have met,. for we can just play a game that wi!I beat Mister Lo at all points." Texas Jack then told his story of how h e had followed the Sioux courier and discovered that he had gone to Signal Mountain and signaled for five hundred warriors. "Now, Bill, it will be late to-morrow night before they can reach the renegade queen, and if we meet with the troops to-day, or to-night, we can run a force of cavalr y to the pass, through which they must come, and ambush them there "Then the rest can go on to the relief of Captain Forrester, and when the renegade queen has to get up and git, why, we can ambush them on their retreat, do you see, and thus strike a double blow. "That is my plan, Bill." "And a good one, and you can go w ith th e force to head off the queen's reinforcements while I will guide the rest of the troops to Captain Forrester's relief, and he needs help, too, for it was a close call night before last, Jack, and I only hope that last night they were as suc cessful as we were the night before. "That's a splendid fellow, Captain Forrester is, Jack.'' "You bet he is, and a man to tie to every time, and if he gets out of this scrape all right, it will be a dozen feathers in his cap." The horses of the two Braves in Buckskin h ad n ow had a short rest, and so they rode on together, the animal which Buffalo Bill had taken from the renegade queen proving to be a fine one; but he did not like his Indian saddle and often wished for his own. When they again halted, Jack dressed th e chief's wound, which was giving him some pain, and then they had a good meal, the T ex an being the cook. A nap of an hour sufficed for rest for them, and on they went, following the trail by which they knew the rein forcements must come. Late in the afternoon they both uttered a cry together, for their eyes had fallen upon a party of horsemen. "There they come, Jack !" "Hurrah, Bill! hurrah!"

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 13 And th e scou ts halted, to give their horses rest. In half an hour Capta in Roe came up at a canter, and the scouts were greeted with a cheer by the cavalry. In a few words Buffalo Bill told all that had happened. Assistant Surgeon Dillon the while dressing his wounded arm, and then J ack made known what he had to say and his pla11. "If Forrester was not taken last night he can hold out until to-morrow night, you think, Cody?" "Yes, Captain Roe." "The $ioux have about four hundred and fifty against him?" "Yes, sir." "Lieutenant Bennett?" "Yes, sir." "Send two of you r best-mounted couriers back to h asten on Capta in Ames "Send two in case one breaks down, and have hii1i say to Captain Ames that another force of r e dskins takes off from the relief of Porrester one hundred and fifty men; but that I push on fifty men to his aid, hoping they may arrive in time. "I shall take one gun w ith me with Lieutenant Ger maine, letting the other piece go with the fifty men. "Say to Captain Ames to spa re not his men, but to push to the aid of Captain Forrester with all haste, and to say to Captain Forrester that when the renegede queen and her force are set going for the village that he will find my force between them and their retreat; so rush them hard upon my ambush." Lieutenant Bennett had written on a tabl e t as fast as Captain Roe had talked, and putting the dispatch in an envelope, called up the couriers and sent back with all haste. "Do not spare your cattle, and if. they fail you get down to it on foot, men, fo r lives hang on your speed," called out Captain Roe, and away sped the two men. Then the men went into camp for a rest, and the division was made, of fifty cavalry and one gun to go on to Cap tain Forr ester's aid, and the remainder of a hundred and fifty troopers to push on with the ot h e r piece und e r the guidance of Texas Jack, to head off the force of braves coming from the Sioux village. "It will be a show of aid only that will be wanted to set those fellows besieging Forrester in motion," re marked Captain Roe, and Buffalo Bill replied: "Yes, sir, and the one gun w ill do much; but if we find Captain Forrester still holding out, let me suggest that you wait without showing yourse lf, for the infantry, and then we can attack; with a force to do some damage. "I can scout on ahead and return and report how mat ters are." "You are right, Cody, and I'll do it; but how let us be on the move." The two bands of troopers then separated, the large force under Captain Roe guided by Texas Jack to ambush the force of redskins coming to the aid of the renegade and the small force under Lieutenant Bennett going on with Buffalo Bill as guide to the relief of brave Fred Forrester and his men. CHAPTER X. DEVIL DICK AND THE LADY SPORT. J. will 11ow return to other characters and scenes in my story, which must not be forgotten, the lady sport and tho se about her in Gold Pocket City. When Devil Dick's arrival at The Roost was known a damper fell upon many hearts. They seemed to know that there would be trouble, and of a very serious nature-. Of course he meant to gamble, and to win, and he would naturally play with the lady sport. He was believed to be a card sharp, and yet he must not cheat the lady sport was the verdict of all. Then many recalled her scene with Bravo Ben and con cluded that she was fully able to take care of herself, so they had best not interfere. The desperado, on acount of having to meet a lady it was supposed, had spruced up. He had bought at the store a new flannel shirt, a black scarf, dove-color e d sombrero, and the camp barber had trimmed up his hair and given him a clean shave. "He'll be all ready f e r buryin' ef some one lays him out," said one. But the man still loo ked like a terror. His face, scarred terribly, was by no means handsome, and his eyes as he entered Poker Hall roamed around the room as though searching for prey. His belt was not new, for there must be no hitch in his drawing a revolv e r or his knif e D e vil Dick took no chanc es He meant to be always sure. Games were going on, but the lady sport had not ar-rived, so Devil Dick went over and took a seat in the shadow, where he could see her well. No one asked him to play, and yet if he had decided to join in a game not a soul would have objected. Soon after he entered, Hazard Harry came in, and many eyes were npon the two. Hazard Harry had said in the hotel that the lady s port should not b e cheated or bullied even by Devil Dick, and those who knew Hazard Harry were well aware that he was not a man to make an idle threat.

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. 1 .. ,,. THE BUFF !\LO BILL STORIES. He had also rigged up in his best, and spying Devil Dick went over in his vicinity and took a seat. "Join us, Harry?" asked a man at a table near. "No, I won't play just now," was .the reply. "Waiting forthe lady sport, eh?" said Devil Dick, I quickly. "Yes." "So am I," and no more was said. Soon there came a movement of the curtains over the window, it was drawn aside and the lady sport peared. Shll looked 'her very best, and that means that she was beat\tiful. She was dressed in Mexican costume, but seemed to have taken greater pains to well on that evening. She carried a little satchel, with money and cards, in her hand, and, with a bow meant for all, sp'rang from the window to the floor and took her seat. But the lady sport did not move. Her eyes turned upon the man as he came toward her, and his gaze met hers. The miners all saw :then that she pal ed, and more thought that she started, as though to fly from him. But, whatever her intent i o n, it was quickly checked, and she bent over and picked up her handk erch ief, which she had dropped. If the act was intentional, it was successful for it brought the color back into her face by her stooping. Then she was face to face with Devil Dick when she l ooked up. "You will play with me, then, she said, wi t h a foreign accent more marked than was her wont, and h e r eyes did not at first meet those of the desp e rado. "You defied any man to play with you, did you not?" he askecl in a low tone. "'Jes." A cheer greeted her, and she bowed sweetly, and then "Then I take up your gantlet, and will play." seemed prepared for busin ess :-"For what amount, sir?" At first sight of her, Devil Dick winced, as though he "Any sum, for I do not care." had been hurt. }.. She fingered the cards quietly, and said: He half arose to his feet, his scarred face"flushing crim"Shall we not make it a four-handed game?" son, and then turning to the hue of death. His teeth were set close together, his eyes glared upon "But my stakes may be larger, and I have a right to the face of the woman, and he looked like a wifo beast \vin if I can." at bay. .Pf!.-, "Yes; and I say name the sum. "My God! my God!" came through his shut teeth;aritl "I wish to play with you, you alone, and I do not care he trembled violently as he gasped: / what game it is, or for what the stakes." "No, no, it caruiot be! ' "You are..a r eckless player, then?" In the coming of the lady sport, no one had longer "No, a safe player, but a game one." noticed Devil Dick, so his emotion was not seen by any 'liJ. warn you, lady sport, that Devil Dick is the worst one except Landlord Boniface, or Bony, as he was called, hand with cards in the mines, and plays to win." who was in front of him. The warning came from Hazard Harry, a man well Then came in her musical voice, and broken foreign known in the town as a gal1!,bler, and he had his hand accent, the quer-y of the lady sport: conveniently near his revolver-butt as he spoke; but, to "I am ready for business, gentlemen. tJ1e surprjse of all, Devil Dick did not even turn toward "Who dare play with the queen of luck?" him he said in Spanish: ,She the room, and her eyes to friend says right, senorita; I do play to win, in meet eaey pa1 were turned upon. whatever I undertake ." There was a sinile upon her face, a winning look that was inscfutable and many intended to accept her challenge, if only to lose their money to one so beautiful, when in a voice of thunder came the response from Devil Dick: "I dare, by Heaven!" ....-:HAPTER XI. PLAYED TO WIN. All at the words of Devil Dick, accustomed as were the miners of Gold City to loud voices, oaths and outcries. Instantly came the reply in low, musical Spanish: "S'1C:lo I, senor, and I never lose." "That we shall see," responded the desperado, and he drew .from his pocket a large roll of banknotes and placed them upon the table. Hazard Harry,and Landlord Boniface had both noticed the few .wo.rci,l. of Spanish spoken between them, and the landlord thought that he detected tl look of disappoint1 ment in the_ face of,the man at the woman's prompt reply, while Haza'rd Harry di stinc tly heard the muttered words: "I amj"rong; it is not she." -_ "In thllt roll I have several thousand fair gam.

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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. !5 bl er; so l et us make it a game for five hundred to begin with." "That will suit roe, senor," was the reply, and she placcci the cards upon the table and soon after b ega n the game All ot h e r games in the hall had c ome to an encl, for there was too much int e r est felt b y one and all in seeing th e lady sport and Devil Dick engaged in gambling for others t() keep on with their playing. Then, t oo, there s,ecmed a chance that Hazard Harry intended to chip in in some way as the champion of the lady sport, and by common consent an open space was left aronnd him sho uld the desperado choose to send a bull e t in that direction. The woman was calm but s miling, the man stern and c ynical. There b e hind the lad y sport, sat Jersey, who, a privileged character with her, had slipped in at the win dow, having come from l ooking after her horses. The game ended with Devil Dick the loser. He did not wince and eve r y eye was upon him. "You a r e lucky, lad y sport. "Try it aga in with a thousand at stake," and he threw down .the required number of bills. "Very well, s ir ," was the quiet reply, and another garne was pla ye d and lost by Devil Dick. Still he did not wince, and the crowd wondered. He was not like the Devil Dick they had known. There are fifteen hundred for this game," he coolly said, l aying the r ema ind e r of the bills upon the table. The l ady sport covered the amount with her money, and a third game was l ost b y the desperado. There was a murmur of applause, and yet the gambler did not turn tip o n the crowd. I am not broke yet, fair sport, so stake two thousand on t h e next gam e," a;1d' h e thrust his hand into an in;er pocket and returned with another roll of bills . "Be careful, ladjl sport, for Devil Dick is too quiet to meaTI" good." Again the warning came from Hazard Harry, and again his hand was ready to draw to back up qis words. Hazard Harry already a hero in the eyes of all, to thus b eard the desperate Devil Dick. But, as befor,e he desperado did not notice him, more than to glance toward him to see who it was that spoke. "Thank yo u, s ir, but I do not f ear a card sharp, nor dread even Devil Dick, whom all seenito fear so," was the smiling reply. "No, I am not dangerous. "A lamb cot)ld lt;ad me, if she goes about it re plied Devil Dick, with a rough laugh. The 'yom'i .. in-ced at this, but covered the two thou sand dollai:s "on the table for the next game. Then the two played slowly and cautiously, and once more luck was on the side of the woman. Still Devil Dick showed no sign of annoyance, and only said: am gone broke to-night, lady; but we will meet again, for, like yourself, I am a born card sharp, only you are the sharpest of the two." "By Heaven, do you accuse the lady of cheating?'' Hazard Harry again it was, and he was seemingly a:1x ious to pick a quarrel with the desperado. "Yes, lady sport, we will meet again," and Devil Dick seem ed not to have heard Hazard Harry's words, as he continued : "Now, good-night, and luck attend you. "Now, sir, our game begins." With last words he had turned quick as a flash and faced Hazard Harry, who was caught off his guar, d. There were two sharp reports, one a second before the other, and Devil Dick backed out of the room, a revolver in each hand, as though at bay. and Hazard Harry lay dead on the floor, a bullet in his brain. -1! played the last game to win-good night. With this, Devil Dick backed out of the door and was gone CHAPTER XII. AFTER MANY YEARS. The excnernent following the departure of Devil Dick was fotense in Poker Hall. A dozen revolvers had been drawn, yet no man had courted a shot from the desperado by risking a shot at l;i.im. Then there was a spirit of fair play, too, for Hazard Harry had seemed to urge on a fracas and had already drawn his revolver for use, only was not as quick as his foe, who even then caught him off hi_ s guard. The bullet of Hazard Harry had i gonl!f no one in the hall knew where; but Devil Dick kriew, for it had lodged in the fleshy parl of his arm. Hazard Harry had been borne off by friends, and for some reason the lady sport had not cared to play longer, though the excitement soon blew over. It could not be that she was unnerved by the death of Hazard Harry, after having herself thrown her bowie into the hand and arm of Bravo Ben a short while before. But she to play, retired to her cabin and dis missed J erse; : the boy she haC.: saved Bravo Ben, who followed her, as she said she wirhed to be alone. In the meantime Devil Dick had gone to the drug-store and bade "Doctor Pills" extract the bullet.

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THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. He did n o t qui ver at the probe, or the withdrawing of the bullet, and after it w a s dressed bought some bandages and arnica from Pills, paid him handsomely for his serv ices, buckled on his haversack and blanket and left. He made his way to Bravo Ben's cabin, and found that wo r thy turning on his cot with pain. vVaal, did yer see her?" "Yes." ''Yo u went to ther hall?" 'I did." "And seen her?" "Yes." "Yer is back soon." "There was no need to remain long e r." "Good Lord! did yer chip in so soon?" "Y cs, she won just five thousand dollars from me." "Ther deuce l did yer have it ter lose?" "Oh, ye s ." "And you kilt her?" "Not I." "Why not?" "Because I am not the man to kill that woman and I pity any other man that does do s o and I find him out." "Lordy you weakened on her beauty?" "No; but I v.;11 not do your dirty work for you, so name the sum you value your services at in saving my life and I'll pay you." "Docs yer mean it?': "Yes." ''Waal, it's worth a thousand, for I'll have ter pay an other man to do ther job." "What job?" and Devil Dick counted out one thousand dollars and placed it on the table by Bravo Ben. "Ter kill ther woman." Instantly Devil Dick' was upon his feet, his eyes blaz ing, and dropping his hands upon either shoulder of the wounded man he said in a voice quivering with passion: "I say no; and, Bravo Ben, if that woman dies in ther mines I'll burn you at the stake, so help n.1:: God l "Hear me, man, and heed l "I have squared, at your own price, the debt I owed you -and now I am free from gratitude even. "But let me tell you that no one shall harm that woman, and if aught happens to her, no matter by whose hand, I'll track you like a bloodhound for revenge." He said no more, but turned on bis heel and left Bravo Ben trembling witli terror. The next mornmg the lady sport looked pale, and Jersey suggested a ride. ''I'll go, Jersey," she replied to his invitation, "but alone, for somehow I am not pleasant company just and mounting Yellow Chief, as she h f d nam e d h e r cla y bank, she rode rapidly up the trail. She had reached a lonely point, where ther e was a g o od lookout which Jersey had shown her and was just turning into it when a man's voice called out: "Hold on, Ruby, I wish to speak to y ou." The woman reeled in her saddle, clutched at the air and fell into the arms of Devil Dick. "She has fainted; well, it was a little s udden I adm it he said, as he hitched her horse and placed her upo n a mossy bank near. Then he took water from a cant ee n swung t o his kn apsack and bathed her face and chafed her hands un til h e r eyes opened and met his. She started to her feet and cried: "You are Oscard Ballard?" "Yes, Ruby," and his voice was low and mu s ical, al most pathetic. "I feared it last night." "Feared it?" and there was ange r in hi s tone. "Yes, for I cared not to mee t you a g ain, Osca r." "Once you told me you loved m e and yo u were my little girl s w eetheart "But all went wrong with me, Ruby, and I b e came a wanderer. ''I went North, South, East and Wes t to other lands, was a sailor, a soldier and now am a tramp, like unto a vagabond. ''But I could not drive your image fro m m y m e m o ry, and so I worked for you to get wealth t o on e da y l ay at fOUr feet with my heart, and ask y ou to b e m y wife. His voice was full of path os, and there was a l o ok in his eyes unlike what was usu a lly s e en there. She shuddered and he said, quickl y : "You abhor me, for I am s o scarred, s o hid e ou s a n d yet once you called me your handsorae lover ; but I ha ve passed through enough, Ruby, in my hunt for gold to kill a dozen men. "But gold 1'5ought, and gold I have, for I am rich and my love, my riches, I offer to you .' He showed his weakness just there, for if he was ri c h, then why should she care how hideous he was, and so she said: "I did not shudder at your app e arance O s c a r, for it is your heart, not the face, I recall; but I shuddered at the story I have to tell you." "Then you, too, have suffered Ruby?" "Ah! so much." "You must have, for me to fihd you here, a g a mbl e r and known as Bowie-knife Bessie. "That\ is a part I am playing, and for re v en ge, O sc ar. "Let me tell you that my mother forced me to marry

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TBIE BUFFALO SALL STORAES. 12 one, a cadet at West Point, who inveigled me into his clutches by a mock marriage. "He was rich, and never owned me before the world as his wife, and when my mother died I had to seek him to support me. "!.;;ought him at the fort where he is stationed, but he drove me from him, and it was through him that my poor brother Benson was forced to desert and then be shot for outlawry. "He gave me some money and I devoted it to revenge. "I was an adept at cards, could always r-ide and drive well, and you taught me in the long ago how to throw a knife with deadly aim. "So I came here to gamble, to get money and seek my revenge upon my husband. "Now, Oscar Ballard, if you love me, put that man, my husband, Fred Forrester, out of the way, and the day after I will become your wife." "I will do it, by Heaven!" "Until then we are strangers. "He is at Fort Fairview, and you know where to find me, when he is dead," and the beautiful and false-tongued plotter-for such she was at heart-sprang into her sad dle and rode rapidly away, well )mowing that she had set a bloodhound upon the trail of Fred' Forrester. And as she rode along she muttered between her teeth: "His wife, yes ; then a few drops of poison will make me a widow, and a rich one." .... CHAPTER XIII. ONLY A RUSE. As on the night b e fore, the Sioux surrounding the little fort in the timber made another charge upon the brave defenders just before dawn. But Captain Forrester pad all the clay before, and until late in the night, had been streJ!gthening his position. He had allowed those who were to watch at night to sleep all day and not work, so that they would be wide awake for their duty to perform. There beep more trees felled, and the ragged branches had been placed around the fortification to serve as a kind of che vaiix-dc-frisc, which he knew the of the Indians would not nm upon. Then earth had been thrown into the openings to pro tect the defenders from bullets and arrows, and as soon as it was dark three.dozen men had gone out with spades and shovels to dig holes, like postholes, to throw the ponies in their charge. And these were dug within easy range of the works. Water buc;kets were filled at sunset and placed around the fortificationsJ. the guards went on duty, going out as far as the newly-dug holes, while the braves in buckskin scouted on some distance further. All had watched the departure of Buffalo Bill with deepest anxiety, and Surgeon Frank Powell had asserted, after he had been gone a couple of hours, that he !itlrely had not been captured, for if so, some redskin would have given vent to a war-whoop of delight. In fact, not J redskin had been seen during the entire day, and yet the defenders of the fort were not deceived, for they lcnew they were there, but pretended to have left to draw them out. So the night passed away until an hour before dawn, when Fred Forrester, who was h?lf asleep as he sat near the works, was awakened by a touch on his arm. "It is you, Frank?" "Yes, I have been out on a scout, and they are coming, but slowiy. "I ordered the scouts and sentinels in, so be ready." "All is in readiness," and the captain waited until the signal agreed upon, a war cry of one of the scouts. The redskins sprang to their feet' and leaped upon their horses at the cry, for it told them that they were discov ered. Then the charge was made, and like an avalanche the Si9ux rushed on, and just as the leading ponies went down in a mass, by falling into the holes, the fire from the troops opened, and once more the redskins were beaten off .. The idea of Fred Forrester in digging those holes had proven a success, for it threw those behind in a panic to see their comrades go down so suddenly before them. When the dawn broke, it showed the Sioux others of their dead upon the field, and their loss in ponies, from broken limbs, had been very great. But it revealed the cause of their sudden defeat, and the chiefs congregated together for another pow-wow with the renegade queen, the result of which was that by noon the whole force was seen to file away over a distant rise of prairie and disappear. A cheer broke from the troopers, but Surgeon Powell said, quietly: "Do not cheer yet, boys, for those redskins are only I playing smart. "They will not go and leave their dead upon the field, and, besides, they have sent for reinforcements and wiU return with a much heavier force." "Yes, and I would not be surprised if they even left us alone to-night, tocarry out their cunning ruse the bet ter," remarked Captain Forrester, and he added: "I hate to see those poor animals suffer, and wish we could spare the ammunition to shoot them." "I'lr take Indian ammunition and do it,;' responded the surgeon, and hi sprang upon his horse and rode out upon

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1& THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. the field, and swooping from his saddle, picked up a bow and some quivers of arrows, with which he hastily put an end to the misery of the suffering brutes, for the sur geon $CQut was a dead shot with bow and arrows. Then he hailed for a squad of soldiers to be sent out and the
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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. 10 open fire, pitching shells after the flying Sioux, who had b e come terror-stricken, and fled at the utmost speed of their ponies. Buffalo Bill and half a dozen of his men had already gone on, and suddenly dashing into a fringe of timber ah e ad of his men the chief of scouts drew rein with a 5 uddenness that threw his horse on his haunches. "My God! she has killed herself," he cried, as he sprang fr om his horse and ran toward the renegade queen, whose h o rs e had been wounded and fallen with h er and b e lieving herself about to be captured she had turned her ,revolve r toward her bosom and pulled the trigger. 'Yes, I have kill e d mys e lf Buffalo Bill, and it is a fit ting ending for a r e ne gade queen, is it not?", Perhaps the wound may not be fatal, and-Ho, Nelse, ride back for Surgeon Powell." "It is useless, for I have my death wound, and you would have me live to hang me?" "Indeed, no; you wrong me, for wicked though you were, you arc a woman, and I could do you no harm. "I h eld pity for your husband, and I do for you, and God knows I would not see you die thus, and were it in my power t o save you, gladly would I do so." "B uffalo B ill, there are tears in your eyes, a quiver in you r voice that are not feigned. You did your duty in hunting my husband to his doom in tracking me to death. I loved him, and that made me what I am, a renegade from my p eople. I thank God I am believed by those who knew rhe in t he past to be dead so no one will know me as I am. "I am dying, and I leave to you this ring; he gave it to me, and yo u keep it for my sake-and more, do me one great Javor." I will g l a dly do so," and the voice of the scout was choked with emotion. "Be ar my body to Eagle Canyon and bury it by the side of him for whom I gave up all, and now my life, as a renegade a foe to my own race." I will, so help me Heaven," came in the deep, earnest voice of the chief of scouts. CHAPTER. XV. MAJOR DENTON TAKES THE FIELD. I "Well, wife, Forrester is certainly getting aII the chances of promotion, and his pluck and nerve deserve it, said Major Denton the second in command at Fort Fairview, the morning after the departure of Captain Roe with the relief for the besieged men unde r Captain Fred Forrester's c om mand. I hope he will extricate himself beforo the relief reaches him, for some of his foes among the offi cers are none too good to make him feel it," Mrs. Denton I responded. "I only hope he ll be able to escape with his command; but from what that new scout, Roy Rockland, said, he. certainly is. in p. desperately dangerous situation," said Kate Kennerley. "vVell, yes, he is, I admit; but then I have perfect faith in Forrester to d o what is best and his daring and genius will help him out. "But what did you think of Roy Rock l and ?1 And the major smiled. Neither of them knew anything of Rockland's former history as an outlaw. "A gentleman by birth and education, a gaqi.bler by profession, is my criticism of him, Mrs Denton re marked, naive ly. "Yes ; a gentleman, certa i nly, courtly as a weII informed, and a man who has seen much of the world, and one whom I regret to see acknowledges h im self to be a professional gambler. "What do you think, Kate?" said he addressing Kate Kennerley, a young lady whose dead father had been the major's best friend and who was now his ward. "I hardly know what to think, guardian "He acted so modestly throughout, and when invited to be seated at your table, frankly confessed his former call ing, so as not to place you i A a false position. "I think he is one who has seen much of misfortune and sorrow, and became a gambler, as he says, from sheer force of circumstances "Well said, Kate; but yet he is a man to be proud of from all Forrester wrote of him, and you know the cap tain is not giv<:;n to gush. "I must go over and talk with the general, fo r several couriers have arrived this morning, and I do not exactl y like the situation of affairs, for that renegade queen may be on. the warpath with fifteen hundred Sioux warriors at her back, to avenge her r enegade husband's death "Then you r eally think there is danger along the line?" asked Mrs. Denton. "Certainly there is, my dear, and neither of yo u ladies must put your pretty noses beyonc;l the stockade wall until I give you permission." With a laugh the gallant old major buckled on his sword, and donning his hat' went to report to his commandant Colonel Cassidy had received dispatches from the other posts and settlements, as also from the mines, stating that couriers had arrived from Captain Forrest e r up in the Sioux country, warning them of danger, and asking pro tection from Fort Fairview, for nunors were coming in that numerous large bands of Indians were on the v.ar -

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20 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES path, and committing depredations and untold acts of cruelty . "This is all nonsense, for not an Indian has been seen except by Forrester and Buffalo Bill's party, I am sure. "With those two men between us and the Sioux coun try, I fear no advance without being notified "But I will send off a dozen couriers to report at each point that Captain Forrester, with a large force, is on the trail of the Indians and watching thed\, but that it will be well for the border lines of posts and settlements to have their men in readiness to move if needed," and Colonel Cassidy spoke to Major Denton, who responded: "Yes, sir, for the outposts are in no danger of a sur prise, not with men like Forrester and Cody between them and the enemy, and the men you sent last night to Captain Forrester will soon straighten out the Sioux and whip them into subjection." But still there could not but be a certain anxiety felt by all at the situation, for it was known that the Sioux could put fifteen hundred in the saddle, all mounted and armed, and yet keep a large reserve in their village, or to hang in the rear of an advance in large force under their chiefs. That the renegade queen meant to avenge her hus band's death all felt sure, a'1d a woman's capacity for mikhief and deviltry when aroused to it, many were aware of, so a general feeling of disquiet rested upon those at Fort Fairview from Colonel Cassidy clown to the smallest drummer-boy. Then, too, the colonel did not have as large a force as he c ould wish, for left in the fort there were not of all I arms over eight hundred men Those who had marched away, too, were the flower of the troops, and with such as Captains R0e and Ames, Surgeons Powell and Dillon, and Lieutenants G ermaine, Bennett, and others in deally peril, not to !!peak of the men, the family circles at the fort, from highest to lowest could not but feel anxious. As for Captain Fred Forrester, those who longed to have no harm befall him could be easily numbered among the officers and their wives And yet he had a few friends, true as steel, and they hoped that he would return with honor, that would bring another blush of shame to the cheeks of his traducers. There was one whose heart was sorely troubled on his e.ccount, and that one was Kate Kennerley Their friendship had been a strange one indeed; for to ..., her it had seemed more than friendship, and yet not a word of love had he ever uttered to her. Days passed away, and yet no report came from the fort. No courier arrived with news of a victory. No word came that Fred Forrester and his gallant band had been rescued and the Sioux beaten back to their mountain stronghold Captains and Ames had orders to send a courier back on their arrival; but they had not done so. Ha_d the whole command-Forrester and his men and his relief, with Buffalo Bill's braves in buckskin-all been wiped out? Cou l d it be that five hundred gallant boys in blue had met with defeat, annihilation? The question was unanswered and so Colonel Cassid y called his officers together, and Major Denton asked to take the field with a flying force. His request was granted, and, with two companies of cavalry, four of infantry mounted for the march, cind two field guns, he set off to the aid of those who had gone be fore, or to strike a bitter blow to avenge them, if, as many feared, a terrible fate had overwhelmed them. And upon Fort Fairview fell a gloom that those left I behind could not shake off; and such is human nature that many censured Fred Forrester for iJ all, as he had been the one to go upon a scout and bring the others into peril to go to his relief. CHAPTER XVI. ruSHED TO THE WALL. It looked sad indeed to Fred Forrester as 11e dashed up, with Surgeon Powell by his side-for in a fight the surgeon scout left his assistants to care for the wounded while he went to the front-to see the renegade queen ly ing upon the ground dying. The scout had moveq h e r to a mossy bank and smoothed her barbaric costume about her, while he had placed his blanket beneath her head. Her voice had grown huskier as she had talked to him, until at last it sunk to a whisper. But her eyes beckoned to him to bend clown, and she said in a tone hardly audible : "Hold my hand, Cody."

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l'HE B UFF ALO B lLL S T O R I ES 2 1 He grasped the tiny hand in his and thus knelt by her side when Fred Forrester dashed up. A look of pain flashed o er the face of the officer, which changed to anger as he sternly said : "What man dared do this act ? "Speak, Cody, for I shall have him shot for it." Ere the scout could reply, to his surprise the eyes of the renegade queen opened, and with an effort came the answer in a firm voice : "I took my own life, and it is better so--I deserve my fate." The eyes closed again and with a little gasp her life ended Calling to one of his men, Captain Forrester ordered him to guard the body, sent after an ambulance in which to remove it to Eagle Canyon, when Buffalo Bill made known the woman s dying request. "Yes, let her be buried there, as she wished, and she said truly that it was best that she died in the manner she did, for what could we have done with her? Did she say aught about herself, Cody?" "Nothing more than that her love for her husband had made her what she was, and that her friends already be lieved her dead. "May I ask for a small escort to go with one of my scouts to Eagle Canyon with the body, and I will meet them there to-night, for I wish to press on with you now? "Yoi.1 are wound e d, Bill, and had better drop out of the pursuit." Oh no, for m y arm is not very painful, and I wish to know if Texas Jack's plan panned out as he hoped." "Very well," and Captain Forrester gave the order, and they pushed on rapidly after the cavalry in pursuit of the Sioux. The retreat of the redskins had now become a chase, for with their queen missing, Cloud dead or a pris oner, Panther Eye dead, and their forces cut up terribly, the Indians were straining every nerve to reach the force sent to join them, and which they hoped would check their foes and turn the tide in their favor, Gradually they became less scattered, and verging to ward a given point were soon in column, flying column though it was. Then they saw how they had suffered, and their faces darkened with hatred and fury. 4c. Behind them came the cavalry, the rested horses of Fred Forrester and his men in advance, and behind his mounted relief force, with two pieces of artillery, which the Indians the more greatly feared At any rise in the prairie suitable, the guns would be unlimbered, aimed and fired, an.cl a shell would burst over the heads of the flying redskins, killing, wounding and spreading terror among them. So the chase went on for several hours and then a halt was called by Fred Forrester to rest his horses and let the stragglers come up. But the Indians pressed on, urging their tired ponies forward with quirt and spur. They had tried to bear away their wounded and dead, but this double weight on their ponies retarded them, and, as it was, some of the braves were dismounted and flying along by holding to the tails of their comrades' ponies, with here and there one mounted up behind another Buffalo Bill h;i.d ridden to a ridge and was looking ahead with his glass to his eyes. Suddenly he hailed Captain Forrester to come to him, and hardly had he clone so when the deep boom of ar tillery fell on their ears. One shot, then another, followed by the sharp, ringing sound of a bursting shell. "Bravo for Roe! he has headed them off!" cried Cody, and the Indians five miles ahead were seen dashing back out of a canyon, and endeavoring to flank the lofty range of hills by swerving to the right "Yes, Roe has been lying in wait and has pounced upon them. "Poor wretches! they are between two fires now "Sound boots and saddles, bugler, for we must press on and teach them a lesson, bitter though it is, and cruel though it seems. "\Var is a terrible thing, Powell," and Captain For rester seemed to shrink from the reci punishment he was giving the Indians "They must learn the bitter Fred, that savagery must yield to civilization, the weak to the strong," re sponded Frank Powell, though he, too, reveled not in the carnage ''The fight is over now, so I'll ask to go to Eagle Can yon, Captain Forrester, and join you back at Fort Forlorn, as the boys c.all it," sai"1 Buffalo Bill, who cared no t to fight a fallen foe longer

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23 THE BU ff' ALO BILL STORIES. "All right, Cody, and I only wish I could accompany you. "Mark the unfortunate woman's grave in case some one may turn up "'._ho knows her," and the young captain pressed on to meet his victorious companies under Cap tain R oe The Indians, brought to bay, had turned and fought like demons, and it was not until Captain Forrester led a charge in person directly into their retreat, that they l e ft their ponies, clambered up the ste e p rocks and scattered through the hills, where horses could not follow them. "A grand victory, Captain Forrester, and may get you a majority," said Captain Roe, warmly, as the fight ended. "Ah, Roe, it is yours, Ames', Germaine's and Bennett's fight, for I owe my relief to you all, and but set the ball in motion by being caught in a trap. "But what about your plot to ambush this relief force?" That was Texas Jack's idea, and tJ1ey walked into the trap like sheep. "'vVe opened with artillery and carbines, then charged with revolvers and sabers, and I verily believe those Sioux are running yet. "They lost heavily, and my loss was slight, and we captured a couple o f hundred ponies. "Getting anxious about you, we left the ambush and came on, and then came upon your race the redskin fugi tives believing us to be their friends, I guess. "They will remember this day for many a ye1r, and ke e p up in their stronghold. "But, have you seen their queen?" "She is dead, and by her own hand, when she saw the fight went against her. "She told Cody when dying that she was beaten at all points, her relief was in full flight, and so. she died." "But you will press on?" "Oh, yes; when comes up with his infantry I will mount his men on the Indian ponies, for we have captured more than enough, and press on into the Indian country to intimidate them and show that we can punish them when they force us to do so." That night the infantry came up, and after a good rest the next morning Captain Forrester, mounting his foot soldiers, pressed on after the flying redskins; but he did not, as he had hoped, on account of his wounded arm, leave Cody behind, for that cunning scout seemed to sus pect what the young captain would do, and, after burying the renegade queen by the siue of her husband in Eagle Canyon, came on after the troops, and was ready to act as guide up into a land beyond Signal Mo untain ; of tne braves in had yet penetrated. As this march is a matter of border history, I need 1ml1 say that Captain Forrester forced the Sioux to break up their village and penetra te still farther fastnes s es, w here \ V hite Cloud became their leader, antl was a conservative one toward the palefaces, for he had not forgotten his lo ve for the renegade queen n o r his gratitude to Surgeon Powell, who gave him his life by setting him free. And back to ward Fort Fairview, with flying col ors, marched the victori ous boys in blue, to meet at ''Fort For lorn" Major D ent on and his gallant rescuers, who had solved the mystery of no couri e r at the fort by finding the bodies of two of them slain and scalped by the trail, evidently ambushed by some small band of rov in g Sioux CHAPTER XVII. Firno FORRESTER'S RESOLVE. From "Fort Forlorn" Colonel Ca ssidy received by courier, from Major Denton, the first news that had come since the relief: had departed to join Fred Forrester. \ Vhcn the soldier cou r ier was seen coming across the prairie, all was excitement in the foct, and flushed with hope that he would bring g?od news. His horse had been hard-ridden, his own face showed fatigue, but he reported promptly to the commandant and de'.iv e red his dispatches. All waited patiently the read_ing of those dispatches, 1 and then came the order to call the troops together, and the adjutant read the major's report aloud, a1T.id cheers from the garrison. The major told of how he had found two dead couri ers, and afterward learned that they had been sent. by Cap tain Forrester, reporting his rescue, and again that the Sioux had been t e rribly cut up and were being pursued to their own country. The major also went on to say that he had found a garrison at "Fort Forlorn,"' and had heard the story of the gallant defense and rescue, and that he had sent a com pany of cavalry and tw o companies of mounted infan try to fo;Iow Forrester's trail and serve as a support to him in case of his being forced to retreat, while he, with the

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s e THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 23 remainder of his force, would camp at "Fort Forlorn" as a reserve, in case he was needed. Then followed a long list that brought sorrow to many heart, of the dead and wounded soldiers and scouts. A week after the arrival of this dispatch, a force came ln sight, and it oved to be Major Denton returning with his men, for he had received a courier Captain Forrester telling him that he had broken up the Sioux villages and forced them to still farther retreat into the mountains, so was now on his return march. It also told of the death of the renegade queen. Another'' week went by and back to Fairview came the victorious boys in blue and braves in buckskin, and as I they marched into the fort Captain Roe was seen to step forward and instantly called out: "Officers and men! three cheers and a tiger for our gallant commander, Captain Fred of the -th :::avalry !" The cheers were given with a will that made the win '.lows of the houses in the fort rattle, and the tears came 1to Kate Kennerley's eyes as she beheld officers cheering tnd waving who had been Fred Forrester's bitterest foes. But they were tears of joy, for Mrs. Denton had whis iered: "He has conquered at last, Kate, for now they are glad o do him honor." 1'Y es, at last, and he deserves the victory he won over imself and his paleface foes, even more than he does or his triumph over the redskins," responded Kate'. And as she spoke Colonel Cassidy came forward with e young commander, travel-stained, his uniform in tat his face haggard, but with eyes bright with the \ought of his triumph . "Here is the cause of it all, Miss Kennerley-this man, ody, for he went off and got lost and I had to look him p, and then Roe, Ames and the others made heroes of l emselves in rescuing me and my men, and so it is a case f mutual aid all around, with all our thanks due to the hero, Buffalo Bill, yes, and his braves in buckskin." "Ever modest, Captain Forrester; but what will you o now that there are no more redskins to battle with?" "Oh, the lion is only sleeping, Mrs. Denton, and will vaken full soon, I fear, for Indians are not readily put lWn. "But Cody has a plan on hand to take a run into the nrines, and I shall ask leave and accompany him, I think." Kate Kennerley sighed, for why was it that he seemed ever so anxious to be away from the fort, to av:oid her, and yet she felt that he was by no means indifferent to her. With this remark, and a promise to dine with the col onel that evening, Fred Forrester went to his quarters and in utter fatigue threw himself upon his bed. For a long while he lay there, and yet he did not sleep. A number came and saw him thus and crept away, fearful of disturbing him. At last he arose and paced the floor, his face stern, his eyes fl.ashing. "I have lived down these slurs, cruel accusations upon me, I ha,ve made men feel that I was not to be crushed, and have brought those who wronged me bitterly to my feet, as it were, for many are willing to play the sycophant now, when my star is in the ascendant. "A short while since, an outcast officer, all hated me, yet none snubbed me; oh, no, I did not suffer them to do that. "The clouds lifted, and now my traducers would be my friends." Two days after, Buffalo Bill, whose arm had healed, rode out of Fort Fairview and his companion was Fred Forrester. Their clestination was Gold Pocket City. CHAPTER XVIII. FICKLE FORTUNE. During her short stay in Gold Pocket City, Bowie Knife Bessie had managed to win so many games that she was laying up a snug little fortune for herself. The miners seemed to be willing to lose a few dollars just to play with her, and now and then one would go in with the firm intention to break her bank. Landlord Bony had tried that several times, and each time with a result that lessened the amount of his cash in hand. After her meeting with Devil Dick, the woman seemed to be fairly subdued for a night or two; but then her flow of spirits came back to her, and she was the same beautiful, fascinating creature as ever.

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. There was not a miner 111 Gold Pocket who had not tried his luck against the lady sport, with the result against him. So matters went on, until one night Jerse y informed the lady sport that two stran gers had arrived at the Roost. "\Vho a re they?" she asked. ''Miss Bessie, let me present to you a stranger in Gold Pocket, Mr. Rockland, who is a sport and would like to pla y a game or two witb you." "Certa inly, and I am h appy to meet Mr. Rockland," and Bowie-Knife Bessie was so gracious she held out her hand to th e stranger. He thre w,himsclf gracefully into a chair, with some casual remark about his happiness in meeting the lady "One is a daisy-looking fellow, who signed his name / sport, when a miner stepped forward and asked gruffly: as Roy Rockland, and the other is a Chinee bigger than any miner in the Pocket. "The gent signs after his name: 'A Sport'; so i sn' t that funny, Miss Bessie? for you are a l ady sport." Bowie-knife Bessie did not seem to see the fun in it that Jersey did, but she said she would soon be in her place at Poker Hall, and she suppo se d she would see the "sport" there. Rockland, who had done some scouting work for Buf falo Bill, had given it up after his ride to the fort, had gone to Pocket City on a pleasure trip, with his Ch f mese compamon. An hour att"er she entered her "den," and th e re, not far from her, was seated a man of striking appearance, who, Jersey whispered, was Roy Rockland. \ He was dressed in a well-fitting suit of c orduroy, the pants stuck in hand so me topboots, and wore a white silk shirt with a black scarf under the broa d coilar. His face was an attractive one, and he loQked like a man to do and dare anything. His Chinese servant was seated near him, i d ly g1zing about him as though he held no interest in anything. The two seemed, however, to interest the miners, and many remark s were made regarding them, some loud enough to be overheard. The "sport" was seated at the table with Landlord Boniface, who was playing cards with his guest, and losing, too, for the stranger held the best hands at every game. "Ah, Mr. Roc!dand, there is our queen of fortune now, and if you can beat the lady sport, then you are indeed a champion card player. "Let me introduce you," and Boniface Bill led the stranger up to Bowie-knife Bessie's table when their game was finished. The Chinee followed his closely, and Boniface Bill said; "Is th at thar your Chinee nig ger, Pard Dandy?" "That is my Chinee friend, Sir Bluster," was the cold r eply "vVaal, Chinese, niggers and Injuns hain't allowed in p e r lite society in Gold Pocket, nohow." "If you do not like the society of my fri e nd, get out." "Git out?" "That is what I advised, and if you are wise, you'll take j good advice." 1 "You git ye1:self !" and a r evolver was leveled at Roy R ockland, but ere a word could be s a id the bully found the weapon wrenched from his grasp and he went fly ing h eels over he ad ov e r the crowd, by an exhibition of strength that was rema rkable. "Pitch him out of the door, Chinee," s::iicl Roc k land, cooll y resun : ing his seat, and the orde r was obeyed to the l letter, for the Chinee raised the limp form and fired it out of the door. "He got allee wantee," said Chinee with a grin as he r esumed his scat, while Roy Rockland arose and, facing the crowd, asked '. "Are there oth e rs here who ob j e ct to the prese nce of my Chinec companion? "If so, l et us set1le the matter at once, for I am anxious to enjoy a game of cards." A silence followed, and Boniface B i'.l said: "This is my ranch, Mr. Rockland, and' when I raise no objection I dare any one else to "That brute got just what he deserved; but let me con gratulate you upon your marvelous strength." This settled it, and the stranger resumed his seat and be gan to p l ay with the lady sport. you have had phenomenal luck?" he saidi "I have, sir." "I shall break it." She started, but sai
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1i'H E BUfF hLO BILL STORIES. 25 "You are over-confiden t. "Ko, I know when I am in luck, and th is i s my luc ky day, so if you do not wish to l ose heav ill make sm all bets." "I am not to be bluffed, sir ," was the haugh ty rep l y "Far be it from me to offer to d o so "I merely advise you, as i advised that bull y a wh i le since." "I, too, decline to acep t advice, so n ame your sum." "I leave it to you 1'Then we will play for a th o u sand "Rather high, but l et it go," a nd th e re w a s a silenc e b etween them, the l ady s p ort, in spite of her s mi le, showing that she did no t like the m a n in fact s eeme d to drea d him. Roy Rockl and p l ayed w i t h app arent recklessness ; but he won the game, yes, a n d th e n ex t, rnd th e ne x t, e t he lady sport lost te n thousan d do'.l ars a n d w i t h a smil e that was positive l y wicked, aro s e fro m Ii.er t a b l e and said.: "Another time, Mr. Rock l a n d, we will try our luck one g against the other." f \ I am a l ways at your service," was the po lit e r e s po n se and the sport was t u rning aw a y w h e n the min e rs who had been worked into a r age a t h is su c c ess aga in s t the ie lady spor t crowded a b o u t him, one r e markin g : t e "No, ycr don't go, pard, for yer i s a sh a rp, a n d ev e r y d olla r o' t ha t m cney yer gives b::ick t e r B owie Bessie!" "Hold Back, all of you, for this man i s n o ca r d g for I vouch for hi m The words rang out th rough Po!'v either dead or in p nsor :. This tra ckin g of th o se men d o v v n g av e me a liking for secr e t se rvic e w o rk, and I join ed Cook and b ec ame valua a ble to him. T o c apt urP the g o ld grab b ers I bec a m e one of their b a nd and on e by one g av e th e m up to jus tice. When I wa s d oing sco u t ing fo r y ou I was still on s e cret service wo rk . I a t th e sa m e tim e was o n th e track of a youth who had been s tol e n from his parents who were vastly rich, and never returned to them in spite of rewards offered. "I also had ord e rs to look after a woman who was a murderess, and her photograph was sent to me. "A short while ago I met two men whom I believed to have once belonged to th e b a nd of gold grabba-1; so I

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26 THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. proposed to them to hold up a coach on the Overland and they agreed. "I knew that by a certain coach a man would be a pas senger who a defaulter for a large sum, and I wished to capture him. "I halted the coach, and a woman frustrated my plan, which was to capture the defaulter and then run him in with my two worthies, who had proven tnemselves the road thieves I believ.ed them. "This woman got the drop on me, made me a prisoner, and Rainbow Rob shot one of my men and drove over the other two. "Fortunately I was not bounq, so made my escape and returned to my camp, where I had left my Chinee servant, while the coach went on with the defaulter and my man Carlos, badly hurt. "Upon my way to the camp I crossed the trail at a point I had halted the coach, and there found a leather wallet. "It was the one belonging to the defaulter, and had the stolen thousands in it in large bills. ''He lost it, was penniless, so went to work in the mines, and my man Carlos was hanged by the miners as soon as he had recovered from his injuries. "But the woman's face haunted me, and I went to the Overland and wrote East for full particulars and another photograph, and also expressed the wallet to the bank, stating I would catch my man also, for there is a reward of ten thousand dollars offered for him. "After leaving Fort Fairview I started here, but went up to see Chief Cook, so only arrived to-day; but I come fully prepared for emergencies. "To-night I played with the lady sport, and she is my game. I "She was a Miss Ruby Roberts, married Fred Forrester when a cadet at West Point, poisoned his uncle to get his l money, then intending to get rid of him and marry an old lover of her childhood. cutting him off; but when dying, it seems, made a last will, intrusting it to a bosom friend, who, with the wit ness to it, met with a railroad accident and it was lost. "So they said nothing about the late will, and the prop erty was to go to charity if not claimed by a long, un heard-of brother after a certain number of years. "That time is up within ten days, and if not claimed Captain Forrester gets his inheritance, for the last will was found and proven genuine." "I am glad of this," said Buffalo Bill. "So am I, for the noble fellow deserves it. "But to this wife. "She is a murderess, and more, I have all the proofs and she is as wicked as sin herself. "Now, Cody, you know who I am and let me say tha I am here to arrest the defaulter, and the Lady Sport, while, in a boy here they call Jersey, I have found th young fellow stolen some years ae-o when but ten year of age." "I congratulate you indeed, and let me tell you that in cabin on the mountains, Captain Forrester is waiting m coming here to see if the lady sport is really his wife, a I took an idea that she was. "Ir so, he knows that she returned West for mischief and means to bring charges against her as a murderess.' "I can save him that unpleasant duty at least. "But I am glad to know he is near, and delighted to find you here. "Now go with me while I rope in my game, beginnin first with Jersey, the boy, then the !lefaulter, and last, bu not least, the lady sport. "You will help me?" "Gladly," and the two men left the room together. An hour after six persons rode out of Gold Pock City. They were a Chinee and a man in irons-the defaulte Roy Rockland and the lady sport, the latter with he hands bound securely. I 1 Then came Buffalo Bill in the lead, with the boy J e "His uncle, angry at his secret marriage, made a will, sey riding by his side.

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 27 TI1ey were on thei r way up to a cabin o n the moun tain "Ye s, th o ugh I half b e lie v ed you guilty; but they had where Buffalo Bill had left Captain F r ed F orreste r. no right to han g yo u on suspicion." c CHAPTER XX. UNLOOKED-FOR RETRIBUTIO N Upon a point, or lofty spu r v f a mo u nta in, o ve rhan g ing a valley through which dashed a swift l y-flowing river, stood a humble cabin which h ad l ong bee n wit h out a n o c cupant. Its builde r and owne r had bee n m u rde r ed th e re, and so the miners called it the hau nted cabin. Here i t was t hat Buffa l o Bill, to w h o m t h e s po t w a s known, had take n F r e d Forreste r to s tay, while h e went a lone to Gold Pocket, seve r a l mile s away With a fire on th e hear th, and his blanke t s, th e young officer made himself quite comfortable, for he wa s amp ly supplied with ed i bles But he could uot sleep, and spr i ngin g to h i s feet b e gan to pace the floor He did not see t h e face of a man peering in up8 n him, nor did he know that he had been tracked for d ay s. The fire burned brightly and revea led t h e offic e r s face distinctly, and then the man l owered a revo lver an d said h oarsely: "Great God! w h at wou l d 1 h ave d o ne?" After a moment he knocke d a t t he d o or. Fred Forr este r threw it o p e n bu t b ehe ld not the scout, r but a most rema r kable looki n g per sonage the r e "Are you Lieutenant Forr est er?" "I am." "Did you ever see me befo re?" e "\Veil, yes, I think I have." "Yes, I am not one to e asily fo r ge t ; bu t w h e re did we meet?" e "Some men h ad you, accu sing y ou of murder and were 1about to h a n g yo u as I c am e a l ong if you are th a t man." "I am, and yo u made them surre nd e r me to you, and saved my l ife. " I am th e m a n and I have never forgotten you. "I did n o t ev e n kn o w your name; but I remembered your face and form, for neither is easily forgotten W ell, s i r I have knocked about, and been knocked a bo ut u n t i l men c all me Devil Dick, though I guess I d ese rv e t he n ame. "Once I w a s k nown by the name of Oscar Ralston, and I l ove d a pre tt y g irl away back in New York State. I w ent wron g and came West, and I met her some weeks a g o and she told me how her life had been ruined, and -by yo u." "Gre at God Dy me! Man, you lie!" I do not; but now I s e e you, and know what you did for me, I b eliev e that she does. "Sh e t o ld me she wo uld marry me if you were out of th e way, and I vo w ed to kill you and make her a widow. I went to Fort Fairview an d found you had come here, so track e d you and to-ni ght saw you come to this cabin with Buff alo Bill. "When he left I determined to kill you, and when I saw you I reco g niz e d the man who had rescued me from d eath. 1\ow, Captain Forres ter, upon your honor as an officer and a man, tell me all about Ruby Roberts and yourself." "Gladl y will I tell you the whole truth; and more, I will sa y that I came to Gold Pock e t to see if t t:woman callin g herself the lady 5port is m y wi fe, for 11y wife s h e is." l The n he t o ld the w hole story of the woma i's sins to gain gold h e r perfidy, and the stran g e event ul 'ife she had Jed. I "Ca pt a in Forrester, I loved that woman Jvith all my \ "She is as vile as I am, and now 1I hati! he r, for I soul. 'lclieve every word you have utter ed-Ha!'' 1

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28 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. \ And the man sprang behind the door as Buffalo Bill and those with him entered. "Ah! this is your work, Fred Forrester," hissed the woman, as her eyes fell upon him. "Yes, Ruby, you must no longer be allowed to kill, curse and wither all you come in contact with. "You have brought yourself to a fearful fate," was the low, but stern utterance of the officer. "Ruby, you lied to me, and as life no longer holds a charm for me, you go with me to death !" The deep-toned voice startled all, and before a hand could be raised Devil Dick sprang toward the woman, grasped her in his arms, and, with a bound, had cleared the cliff a few feet from the cabin door. A wild shriek rung out from the woman's lips, a burst of mocking laughter from the man's, and they went down, down three hundred feet, and plunged into the foaming torrent, which swept them away beyond the power of man to find. CHAPTER XXL CONCLUSION. Back to his parents went Jersey, the kid, to find a loving welcome, and to become a gentleman in the end, worthy his name and riches, while, so in Jove had he become with the arr r!'' that he got a cadetship at West Point and is now a1-, honored officer commanding an outpost upon the frontit\, about which he seems to have a vast deal of information. Tenderfoot Tom kept his pledge to Buffalo Bill, so that the scout kept the secret faithfully of how he had once gone wrong. Poor, brave Texas Jack lies buried up at Leadville, where he died &ome years ago, but his memory is still green in the hearts of his comrades. Roy Rockland continued in bis border detective work, with Chinee as an ally, and won fame and fortune, and to this day he and Buffalo Bill are "pards unto death." As for our army friends, Col;nel Cassidy was retired with a brigadier-general's rank, and Major Denton, after being promoted to a colonelcy, resigned and settled down in an elegant home on the Hudson where his wife is known as the most charming of hostesses. And Fred Forrester, the one time outcast officer? After the fearful death of his wife, so beautiful yet so wicked, he obtained a leave of several months and went East, where he came in possession of the fortune left by his uncle. Then he returned to Fort Fairview, sought Kate Ken nerley and told her the whole strange, sad story of his life, and that his lips were no longer sealed, and begged her to become his bride. He was her beau ideal among men, the only one she had ever loved, and with a heart full of joy she con sented, and they were married at Fort Fairview, Major Denton giving the bride away. At the request of his lovel y wife, Fred Forrester gave up the army and is now an honored citizen of the metrop olis, few of their friends suspect the romance that their two lives have known. THE END. Next week's issue (No. 79) will contain "Buifalo Bill's Decoy Boys; or, The Death Robbers of the Big Horn." The scout's work at Fort Fairview was over when he had defeated the redskins under the renegade queen, but there were new and even more exciting adventures him in a new country. Look out for the story next week. It' s a corker.

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Hustle along, l::oys. We are rapidly nearing the turning point into the la.st lap of this On page 3J you'll find full particulars about it. A Wild Chase. One l o n e l y ni ght, ab o ut the first of January, l9QO, as I w a s l y in g in my b e d I h eard a cry and went to the win d o w an d l oo k e d out, a n d to my surprise I saw a lady with a black veil ov e r h e r face. She was carrying some kind o f a b ig bundle, and she seemed to be somewhat fright e ned. I w ent d o wnstairs and followed her. We ha<} not g one ve r y fa r when heard a Splashing sound in the w a t e r, and I hurrie d there as soon as possible, and to my surprise s h e h ad thro wn the bundle in the water. I made n o h es it a tion, but dashed into the water to secure the bundl e to s e e what was in it, and when I opened it I found tha t it was a baby, and when 1 looked for the w o man sh e was n o where to be found. I found one of h e r t r a ck s in the s n o w and followed them. The b a b y wa s de ad ; however ; and I laid it down under a tree and starte d on after the footprints. I followed the m fo r a b out an hour, when I came to a station, and, as it h appe n e d th e r e wa s a train just pulling out from the dep o t. I mad e all ha s te I c o uld and followed the train on a nm. It had not go t under headway, and I reached and got h o ld o f t h e r ea r ca rs I h e ld fast and it dragged me for about a hundre d f e et, when I managed to get on. I w ent i n to the car and to my surprise found that it was a bagga g e car. The ba ggage -ma s t e r cover e d me immediately with his pistol and o rd e r e d m e to hold up my hands. I obeyed and the n he inquir e d m y business there. I soon explained and h e l e t me off s a y ing that if the woman came around that way he would hold h e r till I came. I went Cm throu g h the cars lo o king for h e r. I inquired of a man in the on.m os t c a r and h e said that there was a lady of her app e arance jus t w ent out on the platform next to the e n gine. I imm e diat e l y went there and she was not there. I fear e d that sh e had jumped off. She seemed to be aware that I was in pursuit of her and I was crawling on the 1 rear of the tender, anti, as I happened to look up, to my surpdse I saw her on top of the car. She was lying down looking straight at me. Just as I saw her she drew a pistol and fired it at me. I saw what she was doing, and dropping down I just escaped the bullet. The fireman came rushing ottt of the cab' and grabbed me. He wanted to know what all the noise was abo4t, and when I ex plained to him and showed her to him he said that it was not much wonder that I was making a noise, and she started to run across to the other end of the car. I jumped upon the car and followed her. She turned and was going to shoot again, and I tried to knock up her hand and lost my balance. I fell from the car and, in fall ing, I awoke and found that it was only a dream. A Strange Dream. (By Earl R. Foley, Ill.) ..... We had be e n playing Indian at school on September 24, 1902, and had large toy for re. volvers. There were fourteen Indians and scouts, four friends and myself. We played all day, and that night when I Went: home I was tired and went to bed soon. I fell asleep soon and commenced dreaming. I d : reamed that we were in a large, thick forest, fightir\g Irdians. There were five white men and we fought t1]em our ammunition ran out, and then we clubbe1 ot'r way through with the butts of our pistols. Three were killed, and my friend and I wefe captured. The Indians were going to burn us at and while they were eating we loosened the rongs that bound our wrists and made our escape. But we were discovered before we were lout of sight. Then the Indians pursued us about three m1iles thfough thick forests but we could not outwit and finally we came to a large cliff. Then we did not what to do, as there was no escape, for the Indian .were cksing t I

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30 THE BUFF J\tO BILL STORIESo in on us. We knew the horrible death we would meet if captured, so we decided to jump. We waited till the Indians were nearly up to us, then gave a leap. The In dians gave cries of surprise when we leaped. This is all I can remember of my dream, for I was awakened by falling out of bed. I sat upon the floor gripping the handles of my two pis tols, and trembling with fear. It was about seven o'clock in the morning, and the sun's rays were streaming through my window. I have not played Indian with boys since, for I do not want to ha vc another dream like this olle. Looking for Gol:l. (By Geo. Guider, Ia.) I always had an idea in my head that some day I would go hunting for gold, and it worked upon my mind so much that lately I dreamed about it. The other night I had a curious dream. I thought I was gold hunting in the West, and after leavjng a little town of which I do not now recall the name, I started through a big woods close by the town. I was riding a good horse, and had plenty of provisions in my knapsack, and was well armed. I rode on until evening, only to eat a little at noon. I stopped about seven o'clock in the evening to camp over night. I found a nice opening in the woocls, with plenty of grass and a spring nearby. I started to build a fire, and being attracted by a noise, looked around just in time to see an ant e lope dart away. I' leveled my rifle and fired, bringing him down, just as he was going in the thick woods. Taking a few slices off him for supper, I salted the rest and put it in my knap sack for further use. After 1 had eaten supper I staked my horse and then turned in for the night, sleeping soundly until morning, when I was awakened suddenly by a noise that sounded like tr.under. Jumping up I looked al: around me, but could see nothing but my horse, who also seemed scared My first thought was that a storm was approaching, but the sky was clear a1.1d showed no sign of a storm. I tried to dispose of it from my mind while I watered my hors e at.1d i:ooked breakfast, but I could not. I found myself :onMantly trying to solve the problem-what a sudden 3hot like that meant out in the wilderness. After bre akfast I packed the things together and, get ting on my. horse I made up my mind I would discover what it all meant. Following the sound as close as I could for a bout ten miles I came upon a cabin. Getting off my I tied him to a tree, and looking at my re volvers I a ,pproached the cabin. I kn ocke d several times, but no answer came; then I tried door, but found it locked. Taking an ax that lay nearby I smashed the door down and entered The first thing that met my gaze \.Vas a big picture of my mother, hung upon the wall. Filled with curiosity to know how my mother's i picture got out in that country I began a search of the cabin, finding several bags of gold. Seeing a piece of paper upon a table I picked it up and read it. That explaine:d it all. I was in my own brother's shanty. he had left h()me ten years ago to go gold hunting, and we had never heard from him since. Going outside to investigate I found my brother, an d also discovered the cause of the noise I heard. There lay my brother near my feet, with his head crushed in. He ht.cl been blasting out rock, trying to find some more gold, but had met his death. Going back to the shanty, which was now mine, I pre pared for the night, which was not far off. Waking up in the morning I made up my mind to return home and report the news of my poo r brother, and as I had found what I was looking for there was no need of staying any longer. So getting on my horse I4'fook what gold I couh.l and started for the village, campingin th e same place over night where l had camped before. I reach ed the village just in time to catch the train for home, and after selling my horse that served me so well I returned home in safety. This ends my story. A Tcrrib!e Nig-ht. (By G. M. Flint, New Mexico.) Here is a dream I had just three nights ago It was terrible. I hope I will never have it again. After putting out my light I f ell asleep, and suddenly I seemed to be awake. The moon was shining brightly and before me was a vast expanse of sand. I had my brother with me-he has only one leg. Be hind us came about four or five howling savages-coming, it seemect to me, at twice the speed that my brother and I were going. At every step our feet would sink up to the knees in sand. Slowly but surely they !lew nearer. My poor brother fell behind ; having only one leg, he could not go as fast as I could. I could not bear to leave him, so I had to slow up. Nearer and nearer they came. It was a dreadful feeling not to have the strernph to go faster and to have my brother.calling pitifully for me not to leave him. Nearer, yet nearer they crept. Slower went my brother, his pale face staring in front of him. Already the Indians were within a few yards of him. 1 wanted to shout, but could not utter a sound. Slowly they gained. I started to go ah ead. What. was my horror on turning around to see that my brother had stopped short and fallen on his knees with his crutch beside him and his hands extended imploringly to me. My heart was ready to burst; his pale face was showing out vividly in the mconlight; his eyes soug-ht me, but could not see where I was, although I was only a few feet away. I started to go back to him when suddenly the Indians, whom I had not noticed, being intent on watching my brother gave a sudden leap and in a moment I lost sight of him . With a cry and a start I awoke. The moon was shining brightly through the window directly on my face, and the perspiration was running down my body in drops. I sat up in bed afraid to move or lie down again arid go to sleep. It lacked about two hours of mornin g, and so I sat there shivering until dawn broke. I never want to dream another dream like that again. I got up and went into my brother's room, but he was still sleeping.

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.. r BUFF !\LO BILL STO_Rll::S (LARGE SIZE.) Containing the only Stories Authorized by Hon. WILLIAM F. CODY ("Buffalo Bill"). 48-Buffa1o Bill's Secret; or, The Trail of a Traitor. 49-Buffalo Bill's Phantom Hunt; or, The Cold Guide of Colorado Canvon. 50-Buffalo Bill's Brother in Buckskin; or, The Redskin Lariat 51-Buffalo BHl's Trail of the. Man Tigers; or, The Doom of the Branded Hand. 52-Buffalo Bill's Bov Pard; or, Training the Buckskin Bov. 53-Buifalo Biil's Vow of Vengeance; or, The Scuut's Boy Ally. 54-Buffalo Bill and the Mad Hermit; or,' Finding a Lost Trail. 55-Buffalo Bill's Bonanza; or, The Clan of the Silver Cirde. 56-Buffalo Bill's Mascot; or The Mystery of Death Valley. 57...::,,Bufi a o Bill and the Surgeon Scout; or, 1 he Brave Dumb Messenger. 58_jBuffalo Bill's Mvsterious Trail; or, Track;ng a Hidden foe. 5 9 _jBuffalo Bill and the Masked Hussar; or, fighting the P1 a irie Pirates. Bill's Blind; or, Running the Veath Gauntlet. 6 1 Bill and the Masked Driver: or. The fatal Run Throqgh Death Canyon. 62-Buffalo Blll"s Stilt Hunt; or, fighting the Robber of the 163-'Buffalo Bill and the Red Riders; or, The Mad Driver of the Overlands. 64-Huffalo Bill's Pard; or, The Will-o'-the-Wisp of the Trails. 65-Buffalo Bill's Run-Down; or, The Renegade's Death. 66-Buffalo Bill"s Red Trail; or, I\ Race for Ranson. 67-Buffalo Bill's Bes t Bower; or, CaU:ng the Turn on Death Notch Dick. Bill and the Cold Ghouls; or, Defying Death at Ro.:k. 69-Buffa lo B ill's Spy Shadower; or. The Hermit of G and Canyon. 7 Secret Camp; or, Trailing the Cloven Hoofs. 71-Huffalo .Bill's '5weepstake; or, Hunting the Paradise Gold Mine. 72-Buffalo Bill and the Black Heart Desperado; or, The Wipe-Out at La5t Chance. 73-Buffalo Bill's Death Charm; or, The Lady in Velvet. 74-Buffolo Bills Desperate or, The Mystery of the Cliff. 75-Buffalo Bill and the Black Mask; or, The Raf 1e of Death. 76-Buf:alo Bill's Road /\gent Round-Up; or, Panther Pete's Revenge. Back numbers always on hand. If you cannot 2'et them from your newsdealer, five cents a copy will brhn2' them to you, by ma.ii, postpaid. 1 STREET & SMITI-1, Publishers, 238 WILLIA1':1: NEW YORK CITY. we h;o-' ._.._,. ___ .._ _________ )0" :;;;,:


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