Buffalo Bill's decoy boys, or, The death rivals of the Big Horn

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A ,'NEEK.LY-PUBLICAT-IO"N OcVOTeD Hl5TORY i ssued Weekl:1 By Subscription $2-Jo p e r yea r Entered as S e cond Class Ma tter at' New Y o r k P ost Office ."!EET & SMI T )-!, 238 William St .. N. Y. No. 79. Price, Five Cents. AND T HERE, JUST COMING INTO VIEW, WERE THE I NpIANS A C H IEF ON A GRAY H O R S E AT TI\ IR HEAD.

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, I n [?l?JA\l1@ ffi Dlb[S A VVEEKLY PUBLl'CAtroN DEVOTED TO 8 0 .RDER HI 5TORY Wu.tly. By S"hscription $2,so per year. Entered as Second Clau Matter at the N. Y. Post by STREET & SMITH, 1138 William St. N. Y. Entered to Act of Co11zress in the year 1qpa, in the Office of the Lihrarian of Omvess, W tZSJiinpon, IJ. C. No. 79. NEW YORK, November 15, 1902. Price Five Cents. BUFFALO BILL'S DECOY BOYS; OR, The Death Rivals of the Biq Horn. By the author of "BUFF ALO BILL" CHAPTER I. THE STORY OF A VENDETTA. "Buffalo Bill has either got to die by my hand, or he will kill me. I feel it in my bones, Hal." "Don't be a fool, Willis, to buck against that man, Buf falo Bill. Why, you are but a boy!" A boy, yes, in the eyes of the law; yet a man in stature, in feeling, in heart and hatred." The speakers were Hal Halpine and Willis Wynkoop, two boys living at a newly-established village known as the Wynkoop Settlement, situated near Fort Fetterman, one of the Western frontier military posts. 'Wynkoop was the son of Major Wynkoop, who had led the party of settlers .from Kansas who founded the munity and Hal Halpine was his cousin. Near the Wynkoop Settlement, on the other side of Fort Fetterman, was the s et tlement of the Duncan family and their friends, also Kansas people. "I was born to avenge wrong or die, and leave others to aveQ.ge me," added Wynkoop. "What has Bill got to do with our vendetta, begun a couple of generations agg, and now transplanted out here to this new country where we have made our homes? "Again I say, Willis Wynkoop, don't be a fool and bring Buffalo Bill into the quanel of the Wynkoops and Duncans, or he will dig your grave for you, sure." "I did not bring him into it. He chipped in himself, and must take the consequences." "Or, you must!" "Yes, one of us must go under.' "In the name of common sense, how did he chip in, Willis?" "I'll quickly tell you. Boe had come West to break up the feud between the two families and by chance they had chosen spots for r heir settlements near to each other. "Ned Duncan, the slayer of my brother Ralph, back in Kansas, as you know, and I met by merest chance one Sunday while our emigranf train and his were on the ma):'ch out here. "That betrayed to each of us the secret, which neither l

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THE BUffl\LO_ BILL STORIES. -_,.# --had suspected, thatthe Duncans and the Wynkoops, with their large following, to escape the further deadly results of the vendetta between us, had recently pulled up stakes in Kansa5 and started for the wild West. "That was a remarkable coincidence, I admit, and that our trains should have camped within a dozen miles qf each other out here, in this wilderness, and now be settled a little over a miles apart." "But, outside of you and myself of our party, and Ned Duncan of his party, nobody knows the fact, so we need never meet, and thus the vendetta will die out." "Not if I have my way, Hal Hal pine; but listen to my story." "I'm listening." ''Well, a meeting between Ned Duncan and myself could mean but one thing-a fight to the death. "We arranged for a duel, and lo! up rides Buffalo Bill, and he would not have it. "Ned Duncan demanded that we should neither of us speak a word to betray the presence of our people so near each other, and Buffalo Bill forced me to agree to it." "How could he force you?" "Never mind how, buf he did." "You remember it was the same day that my sister Hilda rode away from camp, got lost, and came in at night with her horse badly hurt by a mountain lion spring-ing upon him?" "Yes." "Well, she also met Ned Duncan, curse him! and he shot the lion, or Hilda would have been killed byi it." "Thank God !" "I would rather she had been killed than owe her life to the slayer of our brother!" "Willis Vlfynkoop, that is unworthy of you, of any one. Ned Duncan, as his people before him have been, is the foe of the Wynkoops and their following; he did kill your brother Ralph; but give the devil his due, for he acted only in self-defense, wh. en Ralph attacked him; that you know. Ned is said be a noble young fellow, and has a fine record. "Curse his record What is it to me? I tell you he has got to answer to .. .::-I:' ( "You ar.e getting a pretty large contract on your hands, Willis, and our Boy Regulators gf .;\Y,ynkoo.p will have to advise their captain to go slo\v in this matter." I shall need no advice; but_ as you heard saw what a while since, I wish to put you straight in the mat ter." "Go ahead. . Obeying ed Duncan, Hilda dicl 11.ot tell the secret of the Duncan s l;ieing near, whil e 1 a J s o w a s silent on the subj ect. ''Buffalo Bill went pn to our camp me, that day, you remember, denounced our guide, Scott Jerome, as a renegade traitor, leading us into a trap and-'-" "Which he was, and but for Buffalo Bill guiding us, and then going to the fort for aid, the renegade would have entrapped us with those Indians he had lying in ambush for us." "Well, I know all about that, but as Scott J erorne was killed in the fight that followed, that ends him. Buffalo Bill guided us to where we are now located, and a beauti ful valley it is, too; but he old Ned Duncan, when he he::trd the story of our feud, to have his guide take them to a certain point far from us." "While you scouted a'round until you found it, and then got me to come with you to lie in wait for Neel Duncan, whom you had discovered went gold hunting, and--" "Yes, and when we had him at our mercy, Buffalo Bill again chips in and thwarts me." "And glad I am that he did, for I'll tell you now, Willis, I was wrong to be led by you into this ugly 'm:situ: : ss, and am ashamed t'hat the great scout caught me doing under hand work. "I have the same grudge, or family enmity, against Ned Duncan that you have; but he is a manly fellow, faced us both unflinchingly when ,we held him up, and but for the scout we would have killed him. "I am heartily glad we did not, and I shall return to c;iur valley and keep the secret from our people that the Duncans are settled out vVest here; also, this vendetta should end, as your father and all others in your family are anxious that it should." "Yes and the y agree to a coward! y back-down, but I do not." "I warn you that Buffalo Bill has taken sides now, and does not wish the two settlements to meet, as he has been told the story of the feud, and I tell you he will watch you mighty close, so beware !" "And I tell you, Hal Halpine, that this feud shall not die out!" f as the savage reply of the youth, looking< fiercely at his c o mrade, also a youth, as the two rode side b y side over a boundl ess plain in the then almost pathless wild West. ,. 'CHAPTER IL THE SCOUT AND HIS BOY PARD. Two horsemen had sa t quietly in their saddles, as the two youths, whose conversation has just been made known, rode away from the spot which had very nearly proved fatal to one of the four if not rpore. One of the two now mentioned was a man of striking appearance in face, form and general make-up. JW hair was long, falling below his broad shoulders; his face dark and strikingly handsome_; a mustache and imperial gave

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THE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. \ him a military air, while his horse was a fine one, well 1 equipped. Altogether, man and beast were superbly typi cal of the far frontier. \!. The man was Buffalo Bill-W. F. Cody-at the time I \write a chief of scouts at Fort Fetterman, for he h
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4 ifHE BUFF ALO BILL STORIESo J CHAPTER III. THE RIDE TO THE RESCUE. Buffalo Bill knew the wild country he was in as no other did. He had scouted there for years, trailed hostile Indians and renegade rovers, and, although he had been stationed at various other frontier posts recently, he still knew just where he could cut off miles of riding on the way to get to Red Pass before either the Indians or the two youths could do so. "We'll have to put our horses hard to it, young pard, for if the redskins get there first they will not go through without reconnoitering, so will discover those two boys and lay for them. "If we get there first, with the aid of the two boys we can keep them out of the pass, and their force is too small to allow them to remain and fight it out, unless there are other bands within call." "And if there are, Mr. Cody?" asked Ned Duncan. "You will have to ride to your settlement with all haste and have them ready for an attack, then push on to Fort Fetterman and have the commandant send troops directly here, where I will remain and keep my eyes uport the In dians." ''I am under your orders, sir." "The other two must put away with all speed for the \Vynkoop Settlement and give the alarm; so that, after all, what was intended as a bad piece of work-this attempt to murder you-may save the settlements from being sur prised, and get the redskins a severe whipping." "I hope so, sir," and Ned Duncan pressed on hard after the scout, who was keeping up a very lively pace. From his discovery of the trains of emigrants coming into that country, through coming upon Ned Dun can and Willis Wynkoop, who had accidentally met and were to figl:i a duel, in whic.h the latter was showing him self most treacherous, Buffalo Bill had been deeply in terested in the two bands from n ear his old home in Kan sas. When a mere youth himself he had heard of the Wyn koop-Duncan vendetta, and he was surprised to find each party, at the same time, and the movements of one un known to the other, seeking homes in the wild West. It was through Buffalo Bill that they had been promptly turned aside from the trail they were following, and so were prevented from meeting, thus avoiding a deadly con flict. Denouncing Scott Jerome, the guide of the Wynkoop party, he had saved the wagon from being led into an ambush, and later on had brought to their aid a force of soldiers from the fort, who had whipped off the red skins led by the guide Jerome, after his flight from the emigrant train, they had met Major \Vynkoop and his people, who were in great danger of being overwhelmed. 1 The scout had also visited Valley Farms once, the set l tlement of the Duncans, and he was glad to know that the / secret had been kept so well that neither party knew of the existence of their foes so near them save the two youths, the young girl Hilda Wynkoop, and, later, Hal Halpine was in possession of the fact, as had been seen, Now, led by Buffalo Bili, Ned Duncan was riding to the rescue of the very two youths who, but for the com ing of the scout, would have murdered hilll. "I hope that, as yqu saved Miss Hilda Wynkoop from the mountain lion, and now save those two foolish young fellows, Willis Wynkoop and Hal Halpine, if the secret does become known that your respective people are settled within,.a hundred miles of each other, it will do much to bury the hatchet and end this feud," said Buffalo Bill, as the trail permitted Neel Duncan to ride by his side. "I hope it may, only you will be the one to save tf1em now." "No; you are with me, and that fool Willis Wynkoop must be made to feel it, and drop this determination to kill you." "He never will, I am sure." "Then, if there is any killing done, you must do it, for you will have to deal with him as with a snake. "I have not forgotten that he tried to kill me when I was going with him to his camp, when my horse slipped down the divide with me, and that you saved me, from having suspected treachery of him, and followed." "I knew him." { "Well, if he does not behave himself now, I'll tell father how he tried to shoot you by treachery in you 1 r intended duel with him, how he acted toward me, and al; o of his trick to murder you to-day with Halpine's aid. "I tell you, that boy must be squelched, or nothing 01 earth can prevent the from breaking out again be tween and the Wynkoops." \ "I feel that, but Willis Wynkoop will nevet be fluenced for good, and he is determined to kill me, I sure. "Should he do so, I leave it to you, Mr. Cody, to te. the whole story of his guilt, and thus try to end the feut through the sense of justice of the Wynkoops." "I will do so, if you go under ; out that shall not be if L can help it. 'J "Do you see that range of red cliffs ahead?" ) "Yes, sir." "The Red Pass is there, named because the cliffs ar red, and also because there have been several terrible ma sacres there."

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1'Hf: BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 5 "I hope we are in time to save the boys, for I do not wish to see Willis Wynkoop killed from ambush." "Another ten minutes will tell," replied Buffalo Bill, urging his horse on still more rapidly. CHAPTER IV. A DIFFERENCE OF "Great Scott, Hal, look yonder !" The words broke from the lips of Willis Wynkoop as he and Hal Halpine were riding side b y side toward the break in a lofty range of scarlet cliffs known as Red Pass. They were less than a mile from the pC}ss, and saw dash out of a heavy belt of timber running along at the foot of the cliffs two horsemen, riding at full speed for th e open ing in the range, and from which they were less than a third of a mile off. "It is Buffalo Bill !" "Yes, Hal, and that cur Ned Duncan is on the other side of him, trying to hide himself." "I see him now; but they are riding at full speed." "To head us off at the pass through which we have to go." ''But for what purpose, 'Willis?" "I suppose Ned Duncan is afraid I will kill him some day, and he has gotten the scout to hold us up and have it out now." "I don t think that; but how did they get ahead of. us?" "Oh, that devilish scout knows the country as the Indians do, and just knew the trail to take to cut us off ''They intended to assassinate us, but did not reach the pass in time to hide, so we are on even terms with them." "\i\Tillis Wynkoop you are a fool." "Thanks ; but explain the compliment you pay please," sneered Willis Wynkoop. "In the first place, if you had your whole band of Boy Regulators along, and Buffalo Bill was alone, we would not be on even terms, for he'd down us, sure." "I see who the fool is." "I have not finished yet." "Go ahead, for I wish to get ready to meet those assassins "There, you are repeating the same epithet. '.'But, let me tell you that you know Ned Duncan is above such an act, and Buffalo Bill's record is too noble a one for you to accuse him of such a crime "YOU think ?" "I know it, and more, because we were guilty, and with shame I admit it, of having attempted to assassinate Ned Duncan. W e have no r ight to suspect others of our cri mes." "Why are they going at full speed for that pass, then ?" "I do not know; but we will soon know." "When we find them trapping us "I'll take all risks and go ahead." "They can have no other motive but to kill us "Wait and see." "When too "See, they are waving to us; or, at least, the scout is.'' "You can answer, for I won't." Hal Halpine answe red the waving of the scout's som brero b y taking his hat from his head and doing likewise. The scout and Ned Duncan were now at the pass, and there the latter 'halted, while the former disappeared by riding into the opening in the range. "That coward cur ha s stopped to wait for u s," growled Willis Wynkoop "He does n ot s how much of the coward by waiting to meet two whom he has had every proof are his worst foes. "Say, Halpi ne, you ought to go over to the Duncan clan, you admire that cub so." "\i\Tillis Wynkoop, 1don t turn me against you by in sults: for yo u well know that feud was begun by your family, and that the first to aid yotJ. were those of my name. "You know, too, that the Halpines have suffered more by death losses than any other of the clan; but I can be just, even to a foe, thougl1 I was a fool to be led awa y b y you in what we tried to do to-clay "No! you do not wish to turn my fri e ndship from you, Wynkoop." Hal Halpine spoke with a depth of sincerity that could not but impress his desperate young comrade, for the lat ter quickly held out his hand, and said: "I am a fool, Hal, for I should not have said what I die! to you, for the Halpines have been the ones to suffer the most, I admit, in this vendetta. "But I hate every drop of Duncan blood, and I cannot tolerate seeing one of the gang, tinless it is to kill them, or to hear a word in their praise. "To me they are all a bad lot, worthy only of the gal lows." "Don't say that, Willis, for you know that, had your brother Ralph killed Ned Duncan, the feeling in Kansas was such that he would have been hanged for it "The law-abiding people there were tiring of the ven detta, and, when there was a meeting held of those not in terested in either clan, the fault was placed more upon the Wynkoops than upon the Duncans." "Don't talk to me of such stuff. "We cowardly cam e away from Kansas, leaving the field to our foes, as we supposed, and here have the Dun ca113 cow.e, too."

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.-uE BUFF A.LO BlLL STORIES. "Well, we must make the best of a bad situation." "That fellow is awaiting us, and the scout is doubtless in hiding to protect him. "If there is any talking, you do it, for my gun shall alQne speak for me." "And somebody else's gun may speak to you if you don't be more careful," and, with the words, the two rode up to within jifty feet of where Ned Duncan stood by the side of his panting horse, calmly awaiting their approach, but with no show of hostility toward them, or dread of them. CHAPTER V. 1'HE WARNING. Ned Duncan had his eye upon the two youths, as they rode toward him, but he showed no sign of expecting hos tility from them1 nor of making any attempt to face them with other than peaceable intentions. The scout had disappeared on through the pass, which at that point was very narrow, and further on had an ab rupt tum in it. Around this tum had Buffalo Bill gone. "Well, Duncan, how came you to head us off?" led out Hal Halpine, as Ned Duncan remained silent. "Soon after you left us, Mr. Cody saw a fresh Indian trail, and, discovering the direction it took, he knew that they were coming to this pass/' "Ah I And where are they?" "Nowhere; it's all a big bluff," said Willis Wynkoop, in a 1 hateful way. Paying no attention to the last remark, Ned Duncan continued, in his quiet way: "The trail they are on will lead them here, and Mr. Cody has gone through the pass to see if they are in sight." "He'll not find them, for Indians are scarce in this coun try, and, if there are many of them, he would not wish to head them off. "It's some game against us, Hal." Hal Halpine turned toward Willis Wynkoop, and said, indignantly: "For shame, Willis!" "Mr. Cody kne w ," resumed Ned Duncan, wholly un moved by the insulting words of his foe, "that the Indians would reach this pass before you did, unless you rode very fast, and, discovering your coming, would ambush you, to either fire upon you or capture you. "For this reason we came to put you on your guard." "And I appreciate it, Ned Duncan, so here is rriy hand upon it," and Hal Halpine held out his hand, which Ned Duncan, after a slight hesitation, grasped. At this Willis Wynkoop laughed, in a derisive way, and said: < "You are a fool, Hal Halpine, to surrender to the enemy, and believe all this bosh, which is merely to curry favor with us for some reason.'? Ned Duncan fixed his eyes upon the youth in a way that made his face flush, yet he did not speak, and just then the clatter of hoofs was heard, and Buffalo ;Bill dashed around the bend. "Come! We have got to meet them at the other end of the pass. "They are still a mile away," he cried. The three youths rode forward to join the scout, Ned Duncan in advance, and the other two talking earnestly together, in a low tone. Having called the youths, Buffalo Bill turned and rode back through the pass. After a ride of half a mile, the scout halted where there was another bend, and just there the pass widened and a spring of water was on one side and a grass plot. "Stake your horses there, lads, but do not take off their saddles or bridles, for \Ve may have to get out of this in a hurry," said Buffalo Bill, who had not even looked at Wil lis Wynkoop and Hal Halpine. The boys !;lid as told, and then: the scout called to them to come and join him. "You Halpine, go with Duncan, and I will take you "'.ith me, Wynkoop." "Why divide so?" said Wynkoop, angrily. "Because I want you under my eye.'' "I will go with my own pard. "Look out, Hal There is some trick in this to down us !" cried Willis Wynkoop. With a leap like a panther, Buffalo Bill was in front of the youth, his iron grip was upon his throat, and the words rang with a terrible earnestness, as he said: "You do as I tell you, or I'll bind and gag you, boy! I'll stand no more nonsense from you !" Willis Wynkoop felt that iron grip upon him, saw the fire in the scout;s eye, and was cowed. Turning to Halpine, the scout said : "There are half a hundred Indians not half a mile away from here, entering this pass. "We can check these redskins here, for on each side of this pass you see good positions for us to fight them from, and all of us have repeating rifles. "Had we not come here to save you, then you would have ridden into a trap. "Now, to your posts, and let me say, Halpine, that I have confidence in you, while I'll see to it that this young fellow obeys me, and does not get a chance to shoot me in the back." All saw that the scout was thoroughly aroused now, and the four were soon in position, protected bY. rocks that commanded the pass beyond the bend.

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1'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES "Take that position, sir," and Buffalo Bill addressed Willis Wynkoop, while he pointed to a below him half a dozen feet, and as far in advance. Across the pass a hundred feet were Neel Duncan and Halpine, also in good positions, and looking up the narrow ravine they could all four see out of the pass upon the plain beyond. And there, just coming into view, were the InCiians, half a hundred in number, and with a chief mounted upon a large gray horse riding at their head. CHAPTER VI. AT BAY IN THE PASS. "That chief on the gray horse is the renegade, Scott Jerome. He was once a guide and scout in my command. "Look at him through my glass," and Buffalo Bill handed his fieldglass to Willis Wynkoop, while he called out across the pass : "Remember, do not fire until I _give the word, and do not kill or wound the chief on the gray horse." "Ay, ay, sir," called out Ned Duncan. "Be particular about this, for that renegade must live to be taken alive some day." "These redskins are out as an advance party, and they are intending to make a raid upon your settlement, or they would not be down this far. "We will fire on them, beat them back, then mount your horses, you and your friend, and ride back through the pass; then bear to the left along the range, and, after twenty miles, you will come to where there is a canyon leading through." "I' know it." "Go through the range then, and keep your horses at it for your settlement, and give them the alarm." ''I understand." "I shall send Ned Duncan to warn his people, and to the fort for soldiers, while I watch the Indians, and try to keep them here as long as I can." "I will do as you say, though it goes against me, I frankly admit, to obey orders from you." "No doubt," dryly answered Buffalo Bill. '"But, let me tell you that '*1 had better l et my pard, Halpine, warn our people and s nd me on to the fort for troops, for I know the trail, as that fellow Di.mean will not get there." "I am of the same opinion ; if I was fool enough to do as you ask, for you would ambush and kill him before he got a mile." Willis Wynkoop bit his lips, but replied : "There y_ou ko; give a clog a bad name, and so it is; but I had no such thought." "Then my eyes lie to me in reading your and, let me tell you now, they have been mighty true to me in the past, always knowing one of your kind at first sight. "No; you go to your settlement with your friend, and I'll take care of the rest. "Now, be ready; and don't kill that white chief to &ave him from the gallows, for, if the redskins capture you some day, he may be useful in saving you from torture and death." Buffalo Bill's eyes were upon the face of the boy as he spoke, and he noted the change in it. What he saw convinced him that he had intended to kill the traitor guide, thus preventing the scout from carry in g out his intentions some day of hanging him; but the suggestion that if he, Willis Wynkoop, was captured some day, he might fif!d the renegade in the Indian camp of service to him, at once checked his former intention. Buffalo Bill th!i.t, if the renegade chief fell, Wil lis Wynkoop would not be the one to kill him. With his glass at his eye, Buffalo Bill had turned it full upon the chief, and each moment convinced him that he had made no mistake, that it was none other thap. Scott Jerome, the t11aitor guide. The Indians were coming along at slow pace, the chief well in advance of his braves. They were not riding in their usual style of single file, but by threes and fours, and their whole appearance indi cated their belief that no danger was near. By entering the pass there as they did, the scout reaci that their plans were to get into the basin, or valley, be yond, and there go into hiding until the other bands gath ered there for their intended attacks upon the two settle ments. In that basin, or valley, they would find the finest grass and water for their horses, and could rest for a couple of days, while the fact that, if their trails were seen, being divided into a number of small bands, they would be looked upon as a small hunting party. "Now, be ready. "My shot will be the signal, and you aim -at those four some ranks back, for Ned and your friend will doubtless fire at those in front." "Ned? You are getting awful thick with you?" inquired Willis Wynkoop. "Yes and as Buffalo Bill uttered the word; his rifl e went to his shoulder; ihe muzzle peered through the pine qushes on the rocks, and then came the sharp ring as his hand touched trigger. A warrior back in the column dropped dead from his saddle, but, as he fell, tl1e other rifles flashed out their first They were all well aimed, and, fortunately, not a shot was thrown away, no two drawing triggers on the same brave.

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8 THE I Uff ALO BILL STORIES. .. The Indians were startled terribly, and completely surprised, but the four repeating rifles then began to rattle and the le aden hail fell into their midst rapidly, dropping ponies and riders, and wounding others. A minute after the firing of Buffalo Bill's first shot, the red horsemen were surging back upon each other, and then, in sudden panic, stampeded, their white chief in vain trying to rall y them to charge on around the bend and sweep the pass of their foes, for the scout heard him tell them, in their own tongue, that there were not more than a dozen palefaces there, and doubtless those were only a hunting party from one of the settlements. But the Indians quickly fled out of range, for, all t o ld they had not half a sco r e of rifles, and the rattle of the r epeaters made them believe they were outnumbered lar gely CHAPTER VII. A TOUGH CUST0;\1ER. It was Ned Duncan's first real Indian battle, though he had been in skirmishes in Kans as on seve ral occa s ions when pursuing the redskin raiders He saw that the scout had known what he was about, thou gh facing half a hundred braves with four whites. Then, withi n easy range, lay half a dozen dead red skins, as many dead and wounded ponies, and brave s were on foot retreating down the pass, evidently wounded or hu r t by the fall o f their ponies, while the white chief and the rest were racing out of range. "Well, that went great!" cried Hal Hal pine, enthusias tically'.. "It did, indeed; but the scout is calling," was Ned Dun can's reply. / "We have given them a check, and it will b e some time before they decide what to do, so you and your pard start for the settlement now," said Buffalo Bill. 1 "And you?" impertinently asked the youth. "I'll attend to my own actions, s ir ; and do you go to your father, and tell him what has occurred; only remem ber, if you dare to mention the presence of Ned Duncan here, I will drive you out of this country and Buffalo Bill then called to Hal Halpine to come over and join him, but for Ned Duncan to renl.ain where he was, and keep his eye down the pass o n the Indians. Then he r esumed, addressing the youth, whom he now began to hate most cordially : "Tell your father I will have a force from the fort after these redskins very soon, but to be ready with his men to lend a hand, if he is needed, and he may be, as I have an idea that there are a large number of warriors now on the march here. "Do you und erstand?" "I do." "Then mount your horse and be off, for here is your pard," and just then Hal Halpine joined them. Addressing the latter, Buffalo Bill said: "See here, Halpine, if you have any regard for this u gly -hearted friend of yours, keep him out of mischief, for if he attempts to harm Ned Duncan by treachery, I shall see to it that his minutes are quickly numbered." "I'll vouch for him, Mr. Cody, never fear. "But I wish to thank you for saving my life, as you certainly did do, and tell you franL'y how ashamed I am of my treatment of Ned Duncan. "You'll never catch me in any und er hand work again, sir." "I believe y'ou for you are a manly fellow, Halpine. "But now be off for your settlement, and I'll report to you what I told \.Vynkoop as I do not trnst him a little bit," and the scout told Hal Halpine just what he had said to Willis Wynkoop and added: "And yotr' must ride hard, for you are well mounted, and your horses are fresh." "We will, sir." "I hope th ere will be no halting in the pass to await Ned Duncan's coming along for \.Vynkoop to get a shot at him from an ambush." "No, no, r--fr. Cody, he goes with me, and I assure you, I would not be guilty of--" "I
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THE BUFF ALO BILL ST1 )RIES. 9 to be so friendly with that renegade, Jerome, you may be of his way of thinking-at least, I shall make that charge against you to the colonel." But Willis Wynkoop hardly heard the last words, as he went off at a gallop, Hal Halpine after him. Watching them for a minute, Buffalo Bill called out: "Say, Ned!" "Yes, sir." "Keep your eye on the reds; and, if they attempt to come, empty your rifle into their midst, only don't hit the renegade; and then come down and mount your !10rse, leading mine. "I am going to walk up the pass, as I wish to make a discovery." "All right, sir," called out Ned Duncan, cheerily. CHAPTER VIII. THE YOUNG AVENGER'S THREAT. "Come on, Willis; what are you stopping for here?" Hal Hal pine asked the question when the two had got ten half a mile from the bend where they had left Buffalo Bill and his boy pard, Ned. It was at another bend in the pass, and the cliffs tow ered very high over them, while there were bowld e rs scat tered all about. "This is the very place, Hal," said Willis Wynkoop. "For what?" "For what I intend to do.' "What is that?" "I intend to halt here, dismount, and we'll go into hid ing." "See here, \i\Tillis, do you know that we have started upon a long trail to warn our people of danger?" "That's all right." "It is not all right, for delay may ruin all." "Bah I There are only a few Indians about, and four of us whipped them, so I've lost my scare of redskins." "I have not; and, had it not been the scout, we would have g-one under, and he whipp-.;d the Inc;lians back by knowing just how to do it." "I don't iay liG>." "But come, let us get ready for them.'' "For whom?" "Well, first we'll pick off Ned Duncan, for you see we are around the bend here, and he will ride right upon us, and, if he is alone, I'll take him; but, if the scout is with him, I'll send a bullet into his heart, and you can draw a bead on N eyou are going to do the most cowardly act of your life, that is, if I allow you to do so "You allow me to do so?" "That is what I said." "Now, what you got to do with it?" "Much, for I will prevent it.' "How can you ?" "I will simply ride back and inform the scout of your intention." "You will, eh?" "Yes. "Either I will do that, or I will remain here, and put N e d Duncan on his guard." "Hal Halpine, we have always been the best of friends; but, if you attempt to turn against me now, I shall kill you!" "It is a game that two can play at, when it comes to that, Willis Wynkoop.'' "And one be successful in." "It is true that you are stronger than I, a better shot, and as all believe, the best man, young as you are, in our settlement; but I do not fear you at any time, and es pecially when you are willi _ng to play the part of a cow ard. "For shame, Willis, to act as you have! "Be a man, and let your better heart rule you, not the devil that now seems to govern you.'' Hal Halpine spoke earnestly, and in a manly way. He sat upon his horse, while Willis Wynkoop had dis mounted, and the two were not ten feet apart. Thus far neither had made any move toward drawing a weapon. Willis Wynkoop stood by the head of his h o rse, and had

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\ 10 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. moved around, as though by accid ent, until he had gotten the animal between himself and Hal :Halpine. He had a good position in case of between them, for his horse was a protection to him. They were just around bend of \he pass, and not fifteen feet from where they could look up the way they had COI1Jeand see the approach of a person for several hundred yards. As though to win bis case without trouble, Willis Wynkoop said: "See here, Hal, that scout is nothing to us, and we both cordially hate Ned Duncan, and you know he is on the death list of the Wynkoops. ;'Corne, let us wipe both out, and then tell our people the Duncans are here near us, have tracked s here to keep up the vendetta. "'Nhat do you say?" "I say that it is an infamous lie, and a proposition that is unworthy of any one but a coward! "I am not of your kind, thank Heavert, V\'.illis Wyn-koop! "Come, I'll have no more of this for I go back to put the scout and Ned Duncan on their guard aiainst an as sassin ." "Hold! "I don't wish to kill you, but I shall mark you for life for those words, Hal Halpine "Look out for your left ear!" and the rifle of Willis Wynkoop was suddenly thrust his saddle and pointed directly toward the head of Hal, who was caught com pletely off his guard. CHAPTER IX. BRANDED FOR LIFE. '-It Hal Halpine was no coward, and he did not show fright at the bare threat of Willis Wynkoop to put a life _mark upon him. From earliest boyhood, he had been under the influence of Willis Wynkoop, and had followed the latter's lead' blindly, greatly to his own detriment. At times he had rebelled, hut Jlillis Wynkoop had forced him back into line again Thus had he been led into going with him to Ned Dunca-t. as he had clone. " Now he was again a rebel against his young master's will. But a more powerful influence was upon him to break the chain of evil. It was the will of Buffalo Bill. It was the incentive to exert his manhood, not to be led, as in the past l But he had not anticipated such cunning 011 the; part of Willis Wynkoop to get the advantage while he was ing to him. But the latter had quietly done so, and h,ad him at mercy. And, more, he coolly threatened to brand him by sending a bullet through his left ear. Hal Halpine dared not move. He knew the young deadshot could do what he threatened; but half an inch out of line, ang the bullet might cut through his head. If attempted to draw a weapon, Willis Wynkoop might fire quickly, and with bad aim. So, like a statue, sat Hal Halpine upon his facing a dread ordeal of being killed or marked for life Wickeqly did Willis Wynkoop glare into his face, aml he said, in his sneering way: "'{es, Hal, you must be put down a peg or two. "You are getting too cheeky of late, I have notic ed "I will simply cut a hole in that left ear of yours, and it wili teach you n o t to attempt to thwart me. "You can tell the people an Indian bullet cut the holt ; see? But you will remember that I marked you as a warning that I must not be disobeyed. "Now, hold your head for I do not wish to miss you-nor do I desire to kill yon Say when you are ready, Hal!" I am ready now !" The deep voice fell upon the ears of the two boys, with startling effect. To one it was the signal of h e lp. To the other it came like a death-knell. Hal Halpine simply raised his eyes, and beheld, ing just at the bend in the cliff, fifteen feet away, the tall form of Buffalo Bill. The scout had his revolver leveled, and it covered Willis Wynkoop. ... The latter had his back fo the scout, and was not eight feet from him. His rifle was across his saddl .e, and pointed toward Hal His revolvers were in his belt. He had been taken iii the rear, wa:s wholly at the mercy of the scout. At the wo:rds that fell like a knell tipon him, Willis vVynkoop had glanced over his shoulder. He saw the scout now, and his sneer left his face, he became as pallid as a corpse, and his lips trembled. He i;eemed to realize that the licout would not be mercifol this time. "I am ready now, I said, young mart, and I wish you know that I suspected you of treachery, so w.as on your trail the moment you left. "I know this pass well, and, by cuttiTig through among

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l'HE BU ff ALO BILL STORIES. 11 the b9wlders, I was here almost as soon as you were, so I have heard "I don't like p,layin' the eavesdropper; but I wished to know just what you are. "It was shown rne that this youni" men is a noble fel low, only he has been under a very evil influence-your own. "You have delayed here, while the lives of all in your settlement are at stake, and I shall not allow you to escape without a lesson this time. "Do you understand?" The scout had spoken.in a low, clear tone, and both youths had heard all that he had to say. As \iVillis Wynkoop made no reply, Buffalo Bill con tinued: "You understand well, and I wish to tell you again, that I intend to give you a reminder of having met me, and that I shall be upon your track often. "I could take you to the fort, report just what you have 'done, and the colonel would make short work of you. "But, for your father's sake, and your mother and sis ter's sake, I will not do that. "I shall only brand you, as you intended to mark your friend, for life, because you could not make an assassin out of him. "You shall wear my mark, sir. "Stand steady, for it will be a narrow margin between wearing a hole in your ear and being killed. "You can tell your people you got it in the Indian fight, you know, just as you advised your pard to do. "Steady, now--" The revolver cracked, there was a wild yell from the lips of Willis Wynkoop, and, dropping his rifle, he grasped his ear, from which the blood was streaming. "You have torn my ear off I "I shall have your life for this !" he yelled, in a rage. 'CHAPTER X. HAL HALPINE1S RESOLVE. Stepping up to the wounded youth, Buffalo Bill, un heeding his threat} simply took his hands from his ear, and said: "Your ear is not torn off, sir. "I do not bungle my work, as you wm discover. "See, Halpine, is this not a clean-cut hole right through the upper part of the ear?" "It is, sir. "It was a remarkable shot." "It was a damnable act, and one I'll remember!" growled Willis Wynkoop. "It was what you intended to do for your friend, and we are not friends, you know. "Your work might have killed him. "But I wish you to remember it, and it will remind you that I will stand no trifling with you. "Let me dress it for you." . "Never! I would die first!" "It is not dangerous, and just as you please as to having me dress the wound. "Now, do you promise to go on with this young man, or shall I take you to the fort with me?" "I will go to my home." "Then, do so; and no time is to be lost. "Come, be off, for, I tell you frankly, I am in no humor to stand any nonsense with you." This fact was patent, especially to Willis Wynkoop, and, still holding his handkerchief to his ear, he mounted his horse and dashed away. "Watch him as you would a snake, Pard Hal; and, if he gets too bad for iou, come after me, and I'll tame him, or he'll do mischief, for he is a bad one clear through. "Good-by, and don't spare your horses." With this, the scout turned back up the pass, as though he gave Willis Wynkoop no further thought, while Hal Halpine dashed on after his companion. Willis Wynkoop rode rapidly, and never drew rein for several miles, then halting at a mountain brook. Hal was close behind him, and dismounted as his comrade did. Bathing the wounded ear, Willis Wynkoop called out: "Say, Hal, is my ear torn off?" "No." "It feels so." "There is a hole through tt; that is an. "It has stopped bleeding, and will be all right." "Only the brand of Buffalo Bill will be there, for it wili never close up." "No; there will be a hole there." "And Buffalo Bill made it." "Yes." "Do you think I am one to forgive? .. "I know that you are not. "You simply got a little of your own medicine, Willis Wynkoop. "The tables were turned upon you, for I would have fared worse at your hand." Willis Wynkoop regarded his companion closely. He seemed to read him through and through. What he read was that he was no longer under his mas tery. The charm was broken, and Hal Halpine was no longer under his influence. Whatever the motive that prompted Willis Wynkoop to do so, he suddenly held forth his hand, and said, in a frank way, and with something of his old-time manner:

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ia THE BU ff' ALO BILL "Yes, Hal, I got some of my own medicine, and I de served it. "I wish you to forgive and forget, and we'll quarrel no more. "This is a bullet wound through my ear, gotten at the pass where we fought the Indians,you know." "I understand, Willis. "I am no telltale "I know that. "But, now, dress the wound for me, and then we'll push on rapidly, and give the warning to our people, though, really, I do not believe there is any danger." "Buffalo Bill is not one to make a report that is false, Willis." "I see that you are dead gone on the fellow, Hal, so I'll say no more; but I intend to turn scout mys e lf, and you'll find that we boys can render good service. But we must ride at a good jump now." Hal Halpine was only too anxious do the latter, and they kept the pace up at a rapid canter. Night came on, but Willis Wynkoop knew the trails stra11gely well, and the pace was not slackened, save for a halt before sundown for a short rest and supper. Again they renewed their way, and Willis Wynkoop be came very talkative. His manner convinced Hal Halpine that he had really repented, or had made up his mind to play some .t had fallen, halted a moment, and one young brave, in obedience to an order from the renegade chief, advanced, alone and on foot. He walked boldly and with the air of one who was glad to show his courage and defiance of danger. He passed all the dead braves, got within a short dis tance of the rocks, and turned and looked back. Buffalo Bill saw his intention, and quickly slipped down to a spot near which l:ie must pass. The scout had his lariat in his hand. Nearer came the brave; the others rested upon their ponies, all of four hundred yards distant. He reached the first of the bowlders, pressed cautiously ahead, turned and waved his hand at the others, and then stepped around th e bend out of sight. As he did so, there came a swish; a noose settled over his head, and h e was dragged backward, and fell heavily Ere he could utter a cry, the hand of the scout was upon his throat, a gag was thrust into his mouth, and tied there ; and his hands were bound securely. The n Buffalo Bill carried him to his horse, placed him behind his saddle, and made him fast there. They are coming, sir!" The warning came from Ned, for the Indians, seeing that their comrade had given no alarm, considered the way clear, and rode forward once more. -"Wait until I fire, and then drop f their ponies, for then they cannot pursue us "If they push ahead on foot, pick them off," said the scout, and a cheery reply was returned The Indians came on, the renegade white chief in the lead. "Don't hit the chief, Ned I" "No, sir." "It is a shame to shoot the ponies, but it must be done "Yes, sir." "I'll drop the chief's horse with my first shot." "When will you fire?" whispered Ned. "Not until they reach that pine." It was allowing them to come very close, Ned Duncan thought, but he had perfect confidence in the scout, and made n o comment.

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t'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 13 Nearer ad nearer came the Indians, until, halting, the chief gave a call. It was a signal to the brave who had gone ahead. It fell upon his ears, yet he could return no reply, give no warning. Buffalo Bill did so for him, for he called back a response in the Indian tongue of only a shout and a word. At once the chief rode forward, his warriors following. They seemed to feel that the way was clear. But just as the reneg a de leader r e ached the pine tree the scout had elect e d as the deadline, the re was a puff of smoke, a sharp r e po r t, and the large horse of the chief dropped in his tracks, his rider being thrown heavily. Then the two rifles, the scout s and N e d Duncan's, rat tled rapidly, and d o wn we nt I?dia n p o nies and a brave or two. S e veral of the war'fiors rus hed brave ly to chief, whos e leg was pinned beneath his horse, and rescued him, while all then made a dash back down the pass. The chi e f w as, e v id e ntly a little hurt by his fall, for he was put upo n a pon y the others runnin g by the side of the animal. Down the p a ss they fle d, until they f e lt that they were out of range of the d e adl y rifl es, and little dre aming that the ir two darin g fo es were retr e atin g also. "I shall leave him, bound and gagged, here for them to find. "They will n o t come so o n again, and delay is what I want," said the scout. So he took the Indian pri s on e r fr o m his horse, bound him to a small tree and the n, mow1ting, he r o de up the pass, Ned Duncan by his side. Now, Ned, push for your s e ttl e m e nt and give the alarm, and then mount a fr e sh horse and ride hard for Fetterm a n, t e llin g the colonel all that I ha v e explained to you," said Buffalo Bill. CHAPTE:R XII. NED' S NIGHT RIDE. Ned Duncan's horse was a good one, and comparatively fresh, s o he went s w if t ly along on hi s way. The youth foll o wed the directions given him by Buffalo Eill to cut off di s tance wherever he could, and, when night fell, he had gone over thirty of the fifty miles he had to ride to the Valley Farms settl e ment. He had come also to the part of th e cour1try which he knew pretty thorou g hly, so the dar ne s s did not check his speed, and he k e pt his horse up to the same killing pace. He knew, a s he near e d the valley, that his horse was failing him, but s t ill he urged him on, and two hours afte1 nightfall the animal staggered up to the comfortable cabin home of Dr. Duncan, his father, who was the only physi cian in the neighborhood. "Ah, Ned, we were getting anxious about you, my son; but your horse is dead beat-anything wrong?" said Dr. Duncan a fine-looking man of fifty, greeting Ned, as he slipped from his saddle. Yes, father, I m e t Buffalo Bill, and the Indians are moving at Red Pass in large force. "We had two fights with them there, and checked ad v ance, and I want Phantom, your best horse, to ride right on to Fort Fetterman for help. "There were two others with us, and Mr. Cody sent the m t o warn another settlement, and he wishes you to get your whole force under arms, and have guards out to pre vent surprise. "\Nill you please have Phantom brought up for me, sir, while mo t her gives me some supper?" "Do you expect to go to Fort Fetterman to-night, my son?" "Yes, sir; it is only sixty miles." "But you do not know the trail, and-"I know forty miles of the trail, and Buffalo Bill di r e c t ed me how to go from there. I mu s t have the cavalry on the march for the Red Pass b e fore dawn sir, and the dist a nce there from the fort is nearly seventy miles, the scout says." "Where is Buffalo Bill?" H e r e mained to watch the Indians, and so be able to advis e the offic er in command of the troops upon his ai: ri v al as to their numbers and movements." G ood! "I'll ha v e Phantom brought for you at once, my son; and do you eat a good supper. But I wish you would take so me one with you." -"Ah, no, sir, for you may need every man here." "All right. I'll give the signal, and place the men at once on guard." Mrs. Duncan gave Ned a good supper as soon as he had freshened himself up with a bath and a change of clothing, and Phantom, a beautiful roan, was ready for him wl en he came out of the cabin to start upon his long, hard ride. The alarm sis-nal had been given, and the men of the settlement were all gathering at the Duncan cabin, where the doct o r, who was also called "Captain," as the head of the settlers was 'fo tell them of the news brought by Ned, and the pre cautions to be taken against a surprise. All wh6 had assembled gave a rousing cheet to N'ed Duncan, as the brave boy dashed away upon his night ride for help, and the rapid clatter of Phantom's hoofs showed that the animal was going to be put to it hard to reach the fort in the shortest time possible. It was plain riding for Ned as far as he knew the trails,

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14 'fHE BU ff J\LO BILL STORIES. but beyond that he had to go by directions he had received from the scout. \ But he had listened attentively to all instructions, and Phantom kept up his long, swinging, untiring lope in the same way after he passed the farthest known to his rider from actual observation. The scout had directed him well, and, in spite of the d'll"kness, the youth was only at a Joss several times to finli his way, and a halt of a few minutes of thought soon set him right again. It was yet an hour before dawn when the lights of the fort loomed up before the brave boy, and it was hard for him to resist a wild y ell at his triumph. But he checked this boyish desire to give vent to his joy, and dashed on until halted b y the sentinel. He was soon in charge of the corporal of the guard, and a few minutes after the officer of the day was listening to his story. Deciding that, as the news came from Buffalo Bill, it was urgent, as the chief of scouts was known well to be no alarmist, the officer said : "Come with me, my lad, and I will take you to Colonel Carrol." Ned gave a glance at Phantom, who, with low-hung head, was panting like a hard-run hound, and said ; "He brought me, sir, in great time. Can he be cared for right away?" "Yes, indeed. "That is right; never neglect your horse, for it shows your heart is in the right place," and, calling to a soldier, he gave him orders to see that the horse had every atten tion. Colonel Carrol who was in command of the garrison at Fort F e tterman, and every inch a soldier, arose quickly at the call of his orderly, and, in dressing-gown and slippers, received Ned Duncan. "You were right to call me, Captain Maynard. "Now, my brave boy, tell me your whole story." Ned told the story, as far as he deemed it necessary. Of the Valley Farms Settlement, the colonel of course, knew, so Ned simply said he belonged there, that he had met the scout, who had tracked the band of Indians tQ Red and found they were under the leadership of the renegade, Scott Jerome. "We'll hang him some day, for Cody will not let him escape him," said the colonel; and he added: "But they may break in upon the settlement a hundred miles to the westward, for the renegade guided those peo ple to their new homes." "Yes sir; but we met two men from there, and Chief Cody sent them off to warn their people." "That was right, and, with the two settlements on their guard, and the troopers, we can catch the Indians in a trap through your plucky ride here to warn me, my boy. "Now, get what rest you can, and I'll have three hun dred men in the saddle and a couple of light guns to pull out on the march within a couple of hours. "You'll find a lounge in that next room, so throw your self down upon it for a nap." Ned was terribly tired, his mission had been accom plished, and in five minutes he was sleeping soundly. CHAPTER XIII. T H E TRAIL OF THE TROOPERS. "Now, Major Brown, start at once, and do not spare men or hors es; push for Red Pass, and Chief of Scouts Cody will head you off somewhere in that neighborhood, so that brave boy gave me to understand." The words sounded far away as they came to Ned Duncan's ears. He la y upon the lounge in a de e p sleep, but the voice of the colone l partly aroused him. He heard the reply of the officer to whom the colonel had spoken, Major Brown, the second in command; then the clanking ot'sabers, the jingle of spurs, and he sprang to his feet, and appeared in the door, with a startled look, while he cried: "Oh, sir do not let them go without me!" The coloriel laughed at his earnestness, and replied : "I thought sleep would do you more good, after what I know you had passed through; but you can have break fast with me, and then follow and catch up, if you wish." "Thank you, sir; and Mr. Cody told me I could leave my h orse, and take one of his, an animal he called Rain bow." "Yes; I'll 1 ha\. : e your bridle and saddle put upon him. "But come; my breakfast Is ready, and I wish to talk to you The orderly was told to have Rainbow at the door within half an hour; and, greatly refreshed by his two hours' nap Ned enjoyed his breakfast greatly, and lost awe of the commandant of a fort, whom he had regarded as b e ing of a very high order of the human kind. "Introduce yourself to i'viajor Brown, and tell him I told you to give him all the information you could as to the Indi;ms, and jus t where to find Buffalo Bill. "The major is a hard rider, and he will reach the basin by midnight," said the colonel, and he shook Ned's hand warmly, as he turned go. Rainbow was a splendid-looking animal, and Ned felt that he would serve him folly as well as had Phantom, if 1fot better. The command was already out of sight, but, striking a

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'i"HE BUf'f ALO Bill 'STORIES." 1!5 gall o p Ned came in sight of them before they had gotten a dozen miles from the fort. The major wa; true to his r e cord as a hard rid e r, for h e was keeping the command up to a steady trot. As Ned came up to the column, he could not but feel the martial spirit of the scene--a cavalry battalion upon the march. There were .three hundred cavalryrrien, two light guns six-pound e rs, witb their caiss o ns, fifty pack-animals, and a half dozen ambulances drawn by four fine mul e s each. The rattle of the sabers, ring of spurs, hoof-falls of the horses and silence of the men, deeply impres s@d Ned Du. n can, and the feeling of awe had crept over him again when he rode to the front and joined the major. That officer received him pleasantly, and said: I wished to have a talk witJ:i you, Dunca n, but the colonel told me you were so dead beat he would not allow you to be disturbed." "He was very kind, sir." "He said you had ridden some two hundred miles :11 about thirty hours, and had two brushes with the 'red skins as well." "Yes, sir; but I could npt remain behind, and I'm com pletely r e freshed now, sir "You're game, I see; but tell me now just where you left Cody and the numbers of the Indians you saw, with the reasons of the scout for thinking they were to move in large force, for I must confess all seems quiet up toward the Indian country, and the scouts have reported no signs since Buffalo Bill left the fort." "His idea was, sir, that the renegade chief would not be so far away from his village unless he had other bands of considerable number following." "That is true." There were about fifty with the renegade, and Buffalo Bill said they were in light marching order, as he ex pressed it, so there must be others near with supplies." "Sure!" "He checked them at the Red to gair / time, sent word to the W y nkoop Vall e y Settlement to be on their g uard and I took the news to Valley Farms, where I live., while he r e mained in the basin to watch the Indians." "We'l\find him at the range, then; and, if we can only flank the basin, and get a force round to hold Red Pass, we 'll give Mr. Lo something to remember," said th e major. "That is what Buffalo Bill said, sir. "But he had a redskin prisoner sir." "Ah! How did he catch him?" Ned explain e d and the major said: "The trouble is, that a redskin will die before h e will tell tal e s on his people, so Cod y will get nothing o f valu e from him as to the force of the r e dskins or the ir intention s "You have performed a ve1 y wonderful deed, my boy, in the ride jo\i: have made ; ahd, if Bttffa1o Bill is to be your tutor, yott have a brilliant career before you. !' Come with me, for I will ride to where Cody s Boys in Buckskin are l e ading and tell them to cut off every foot of the trail they can, and have two men push ahead to try and find their chi e f b e fore we g e t up. ;' "Can I go wi t h those men, sir?" Can y ou stand it?" Oh ; yes, sir." "Then, you can g o." I! CHAPTER XIV. A N ACT OF TREACHERY. I Willis Wynkoop's friendly manner toward the pard whom he had so recently intended to mark for life after a short while seemed so sincere that Hal Halpine was de ceived . In spite of the advice of Buffalo Bill for him to watch _the treacherou s boy, and his resolve to do so, W'illis Wynkoop so well pla ye d the rep e ntance act that at last Hal Halpine be g an to f eel that he had become sincerely sorry for what he had done, and so trusted him. He even spoke in a .more kindly tone of Ned Dttncan, and, as they rode along, said : "I think I begin to se e things in a different light now, Hal. "Our side did start the v e ndetta in the first place, away back in Kansas and the Duncan party were right to de fend themselves. "Of course, I cannot but feel bitter toward Ned Dun can for killing Ralph, but ; after all, it is best to let the fact that the Duncans are out here remain a secret1 and thus encl the "That is by far the best plan, Willis, for all of us.'' "It is hard for me to think so, but I feel you afe right, Hal, and Buffalo Bill is right." and himself it was not long before Willis Wynkoop convinced Hal Halpine that he had turned over a new l eaf. They had not long l e ft their camp, arid the sun was al mo s t up o n the horizon . Halting to arrang e hi:s saddle-girth, Willis W ynkootJ thus Hal H a lpine to pass on ah e ad of him. The. had got1e fibont a hundred feet, when he heard: "StoP. a miirnt e H al!" The latter did so and turned to look back at his friend. As he did so, he gave a start of horror and alarm. What h e saw was Willis 'vVynkoop s tandin g on the oth e r sfde of hi s hor se, his rifle r e sting across the saddle and his e ye glancing al ong the si g hts. H e was t o o late for th e in s tant that Hal Halpine r e al-

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I) THE euf'f ALO BILL STORIES. i z ed that he had been caught off his guard by a traitor friend the rifle cracked; the bullet was truly aimed, and the youth d r opped from his saddle, and lay, motionless, in the trail, while his horse bounded away in alarm. "Fool! "Did he think I would let him live, with the secret he holds aga inst me? "Why, he would have told the bo y s at once of my in tention to mark him, and how Buffalo Bill marked me, and I would no longer have ruled. "Let him lie there for the wolves, and I will tell my story w h e n I go in But I m u s t first see Scott Jerome, the rene g ade guide. "I'll warn him that Buffalo Bill h as sent for troops, and that will prove to him that I am his friend "I do not believe the guide has more re ds kins than those we saw at Red Pass and so the settl e m ent is no in danger. I will go the re after I have seen J e rome, for he will know that I am his fri e nd then. "And I'll l e ad him to make a clean wipe-out of the Dun-can outfit I may be a boy in years but I am n o t t o b e downed by Buffalo Bill, th e Dunc a n gan g, or any oth e r foes ." S o sa y ing, ha ving reload e d his rifl e h e mounted his horse, and rod e o n. He halted, and gazed do w n at the form l y in g on the trail, and mutter e d : "He' s d o ne for. "The bullet s truck h i m fairl y in the t em pl e "His ho rse will go to the settlement, I gue ss, but I'll be there soon after, or, ma y b e b efo re, and tell my story of Hal's having b e en killed b y Indians, and my being w o un de d. I'll flank around now, to g et to the R e d Pass, vvhe re the guid e is, and see if his brav e s cannot catch Buffalo Bill. as he will be alone." With another g lance at the form of the friend whom he had so treacherou;:;ly fired upon, Willis Wynko o p rode on until he cam e to a c a nyon runnin g t hrough the range It was dark now, but he kne w that he could pass through to th e plains b e y o nd, and the n continueback al o n g the r ange until he came to Red Pass. He had b etter s e nse than to go by night to the Indian camp, but would wait until dawn, and the n appr o ach with upraised hands. He wished to s e e the renegade g uide, and he would risk much to do so. The canyon he passed through at last brought him out upon the plains on the other side' of the Turning to the left, he kept along the foothills, and con tinued his rid e mile after mile. He knew that midnight had come, and felt that he must be drawing near to the Red Pass so he halted, unsaddled his horse and stak e d him (jUt; and, spreading his blankets, lay down to sleep with no compunctions of conscience for the dastardly act he had committed, no regret for the one who had been so true a friend to him, and whom he had left lying upon the trail. Whoever barred his way, or gained his hatred, was fair game t o him CHAPTER XV. TAKING THE CHANCES. The coming of dawn awoke Willis Wynkoop and he sprang to his feet, and gazed abo u t him l ike one who did not fully recall j ust where he was Suddenly, all the truth flashed upon him, and his fac e flush e d and paled by turns, as it came to him how he had broken all v ows and turned his hand against his own peo ple, in that he had pulled a tri gger upon Hal Halpine. For a moment he s e emed frightened and unnerved; but he rallied quickly, and, with a light laugh, said : "It is my s e c r e t, and I am not telling upon myself. "If I can only get rid of Buffalo Bill I will be safe, and then the Duncans will once more feel the heavy hand of the Wynkoop s upon them "The on e that c a n help me to rid m y s e lf of that accurs e d scout is the g uide, Scott J e rom e for he now has the po we r, s o now to find him." M o u nting his h or s e after eatin g a sli ght breakfast fr o in provisions wit h him, h e rode along the range to fin d the Red Pass. H e h a d g o ne hardly over a mil e when he discover e d som e poni e s feed i n g out upon the pl a in s and a mounte d Indi a n was guarding th em. He knew th a t th e y must be n ea r the e ntrance of the Red Pass and he w a s glad to see that the y h a d n o t forced a "'fay throu gh, 'so he could find the whit e chi ef. His very i g norance of just what to d o was a safeg uar d to him, for he rod e b o ldly toward the India n, his hands h e ld above hi s h e ad. At first the r e d h o rseman did not s e e him, but he was not l o n g in dis c o ve ring him, and he gave a shout of alarm and b ega n to circl e around the poni e s to drive the m into the p ass. Othe r braves c ame run ning from the pa ss, and all eye s now up o n the stran ge p a leface advancing so boldl y toward them But his uplifted arms protect e d him; he was alone, and su r ely h e mu s t c om e up o n an errand of peace. Still a d oze n rifles we re ready to send bull e ts at him with deadly aim, s hould he atte mpt to turn and fly or s how any sign of h o stilit y Nearer and nearer he drew to the and at l a st, w hen within a couple of hundred yarqs of the group, out from the timb e r at th e ba s e of the range rode a hors e man It was the white chief. At sight of him, the boy gave a glad cry, and called out : "Ho, Scott Jerome don't you know your boy pard, Wil-lis Wynkoop ?" / "Ay, ay, I know you, Pard .Tillis." With the answer, the man halted, and glanced sus piciously up the range, and beyond the youth, as though dre ading a trap. Don t be afraid of me, Scott, for I'm your friend." I believe you are." "Did I not prove it?" "Yes, you certainly did; but what brings you here?" "To warn you of danger." "What danger?" The two were now within a few paces of each other, and Willis Wynkoo p had h a l t ed.

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THE BUFFAL<) BILL STORIES.. 17 He did not half like the scowling, painted faces of the score of warriors who had 'Come up behind their chief. "I came here for a talk with you." "Who is with you?" "I am here alone "Sure?" "Indeed I am "Why did you come?" "To see you." "What do you want with me?" "I've got something to tell you." "You took big chances to do so." "It is important-to you." "Let me kn.,.w what you've got to say." "Do you know who you run upon in the Red Passlast night?" "A couple of dozen settlers, I guess, from seeing you here; but I thought they were soldiers, from the way they fired. "You tenderfoots are learning to fight 0. K." "It was Buffalo Bill !" "The devil you say! "And soldi e rs were with him?" "No." '"Who, then?" "\i\Thy, Hal Halpine and myself were up the country on a hunt, and we came upon Buffalo Bill and a kid from the Valley Farms Settlement." "Buffalo Bill and a boy?" "Yes "vVhat then?" "He was on vour trail, and meeting us he said you were bound for the basin byyond Red Pass, and we'd head you off." "Yes." "'vVell, we made for it, and put us in position in the pass, and we fired up o n you, but I did not aim to kill, you know." "And then ?" "Buffalo Bill sent Hal Halpine and me on to tell our people to prepare for a raid--" "Curse him!" "Hal Halpine was wounded badly, and I had to almost carry him ; but he died on the way, and then I came through a canyoll" la st night to come round her e an d warn you." "Of what?" '"The scout said you were but the advance guard of a large force of Indians who were to as semt;>le in the basin, and then make a dash in two parties upon our settlement and the Duncan Valley people." "How, in the devil's name, did he find that out?" "He seemed to know it in some way, for he sent the Duncan boy to warn his people, and the n told him to go on to the fort and tell the colonel just what he knew you i ntended." "He sent that boy you speak of to the fort, you say?" "He did." elJ ?" "He said he would give you and your braves another check, and then the boy was to go all speed, we (Hal and I) having started first." "And Buffa l o Bill?" "He was to remain behind in the pass, and watch yo u r movements, so he could meet the soldiers when the y came." "And you came here to tell me this, boy pard ?" "I did" "You turned against your own people?" "Oh, no. I thought you could capture and k ill t he scout, and w ould ,spa r e the \Vyn koo p Settlement, and make a dash up o n the Duncan people and wipe them out was the cool response of the young avenger. CHAPTER XVI. THE RENEGADE'S PLOT. The renegad e l ooked fixedly into the face of the youth, who calmly m e t his eye, and then he said: 1I b elieve you hav e told me the truth, boy pard. "I have." "It h ap pened in the pass as you said." '"Yes, I know what happened there up to the time we left." "And you came around here to warn me?" "I did." "How came you to know I was here?" came the straight qu estion of the white chi ef. vVillis Wynkoop did n o t flinch, but replied: "Buffa lo Bill has a fie ldgfass, and he was watching you when you rode into th e pas s and he said that he had be lieved you dead, but he recogni zed you at the head of the Indian band "I see ." "He gav e us a look through his field g lass, and I knew you at a glance, so, as we were old friends, though you had turne d against my people, I did not wish to see you captured and han ge d by the so l diers." "That was kind of you, boy pet-rd. "But you had some other motive?" "Yes. "Out with it." "I had seve ral.' "Well?" "First, I wished to have you spare my people." "Yes ." "Then I wished you to make an attack on the Duncan Settl e ment, with all your force." I see." "And I wanted you to capture or kill Buffalo Bill." The man was silent for severa l moments, and h e wa s thinking deeply. He could hardly doubt the boy, and yet he did not wish in any way to commit himself At last he said : "As your pard, Halpine, die d of his wound, an d v ou come here, no word was sent to warn your people?'. "None." "But vlord went to the Duncan settlement?" "Yes, and to the fort." "And Buffalo Bill was to remain in the pass?" "Yes, that was his plan." "My bands of braves will not all be here before m i dnight, and the soldiers from the fort cannot poss i bly get to the basin before to-morrow some time if that boy w as

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THE BUFF J\t.O BiLL STORIES. the only courier, and doubtless he lost his way, and would not ride very fast, anyhow. '/I can get my braves all ready by midnight, make a dash for the Duncan Settlement, give up attacking the Wynkoop people, and thus avoid the soldiers; and, wiping out Valley Farms, regain our country in safety, and with scalps and booty in plenty." The renegade had spoken aloud, yet 1ot thoi.1gh con scious of having done so. Still, Willis Wynkoop had heard every word he ut tered, and said, earnestlv: "I am so glad my will not suffer through my warning you." "Your people would have hanged me, had Buffalo Bill caught me in your wagon-train. "But you warned me of his intention, so I escaped, and I don't forget what I owe you. "But I happen to know that it was a very rich party that I was guiding from Kansas, that the men all have money and the women jewels in your settlement, and your father is the custodian of all, keeping the v:aluables and gold in his large iron strong box made into his wagon. "Now, I will not kill your people, but that treasure I must have, and you will arrange for me to slip into your house some nigbt and get it. " Rob my father and his people?" "I'll do the robbing, and you only plan for me to get it without bloodshed. "I have been a good deal around your settlement, and have noticed that you go about alone a great deal; sci, in a few weeks, I will be on the watch for you, and we will plan to get the treasure. "Now, you understand?" "I suppose I can do nothing 'to prevent?" "Not a thing." ''Well, how about Buffalo Bill?" "He is in the pass; you say?" "Yes." "Then I shall send a score of my braves around the way you came, and we'll catch him, between that party and mine." "Yes." "Tha braves can go with you as far as where you turn off." ."Yes." "Did you bury your pard ?" "No; I'll take his body home with me on my way back." "If the coyotes have not picked his bones clean." "I never thought of that," and the boy shuddered. "And, remember, in going home, you are to warn your people?" ''Yes; but you will not a tack-the valley." "No; I will make it the Duncan Valley, this time, and later will visit you to get the treasure." "All 9The renegade then turned to his braves and talked earnestly with them in their own language for a few min utes, and the cunning boy saw that they were listen ing to words of praise the chief was speaking of him. At length the renegade said : "I will send twenty braves around with you, to cut off Buffalo Bill in the pass, and the young chief can speak fair English." "You direct him how to you orancn off to yQur home." "I will."1 "Expect to see me in a few weeks, and know that Buf falo Bill has met his doom, and the Duncan Settlement is wiped out." CHAPTER XVII. THE FALSE ALARM. The renegade chief was satisfied with his compact with Willis Wynkoop, whom he had seen often when he had acted as guide to the parties of settlers who had settled near the forts forming two distinct settlements, the Wynkoops and their friends, under the leadership of the boy's father, forming one, and the Duncans the other. Feeling that the boy had told him only the truth in what he had said about Buffalo Bill being in the pass, and the warning sent the fort and the settlements, the renegade was more than content at his escape from a trap. The Duncan Valley people, he knew, were rich, and, he would make a grand haul in attacking them. Without having to divide the Indian force, he could hurl them all upon the Valley Farms Settlement and simply wipe it out. If the other settlement escaped, he was satisfied, for he had planned to get what he needed most-the treasure of the v\Tynkoop people-and with this in his possessi$.m he would gladly take flight from that country and enjoy him self where he was not known. By going to the Valley Farms Settlement alone, he would thus avoid the soldiers and escape to his mountain fastnesses with his booty and scalps, and meet only with such losses as the braves would suffer in the attack on the settlers. Confident of catching Buffalo Bill in Red Pass, the ren egade had gladly sent the young chief and twenty braves around to go in at the other end, while he and as many more of his warriors advanced from the end where they then were. He had made no other attack, after being again thwarted in breaking through, and was confident that the brave sent on ahead had been captured or killed by the scout. His other bands would soon begin to come up, and then he would be ready to strike his blow against Valley Farms before the soldiers came up. And, with Buffalo Bill a prisoner, or dead, the soldiers could not do otherwise than give chase, and would not be able to head them off on their ride to the settlement. Thus did the renegade chief feel that he had all going his way. In the meanwhile Willis Wynkoop and the Indians were riding along at a brisk trot. The youth was by the side of the young chief, and was talking with him as well as he could with the English words at the command of the Indian. The youth felt satisfied at the renegade's not attacking the Wynkoop Settlement, and, though he regretted that tlie settlers must lose their treasure, his father most of all, he made up his mind that he would fiist secure a fair share of the money and hide it away for himself. What pleased him most was that Buffalo Bill was to

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'i'HE BUFF ALO Bl LL STORIES. 19 be done for, and the Duncan people wiped out, so he would have his full revenge. Then, as Hal Halpine was out of the way, he would have nG who could say a word against him. When he, left the Indians where they turned off to go and brave the scout in the pass, he would then dash on, tell of the fight with the redskins, that Hal Halpine had died of his wound, that the Indians would doubtkss make a raid on the valley, and then get all the credit for giv ing the alarm, and for having been the hero of a fight with red skins. If they cared to go out after the body of Hal Halpine after the alarm was over, he would guide them to where the youth had fallen, and the coyotes would have done their work well by that time. Thus argued the wicked boy as he rode on with the young Indian chief. The latter was watchful of every sign along the way, and once halted at a trail, and t he braves all ha<;l a talk over it, which Willis Wynkoop did not und e rstand. The canyon was reached, and it the redskins went to the basin beyond. Here Willis halted, and told the young chief that his way lay to the left, while they must turn sharply to the right and follow along the base of the ran!ie until they came to the Red Pass. They would arrive there in a couple of hours, he gave them to understand, and further along they would come to the trail of his and his dead companion's horses. There he parted, with a handshake all around, and rode on his way once more. He was half tempted to go by the spot where Hal Halpine had fallen" but he seemed to dread doing so, and rode on his way, giving the place a wide berth. After a while he halted on a small s tream, watered his horse, stak e d him out, and then c ooked for himself a dinner of bacon, coffee, and the steak of an antelope he had shot when with the Indians, giving them all but a meal for himself. This over with, he once more mounted his horse and settled him self for a hard ride to the settlement, His intention was to take his horse into the va lley with every appear anc e of having been h .ard ridden, and spread the alarm, calling all to arms, as he sped by cabin af te r cabin in the settlement. He had a tragic story to tell of fights with the Indians, receiving a bullet through his ear, Hal Halpine bein g kiiled, and that the redskins in lar ge force, under the renegade the settlers had b elieved dead, were to swoop down upon the settlement, unless Buffalo Bill got help from the fort. So on he dashed, and his horse was fairly staggering with weakness when he rode into the lower end of the valley and shouted as he ne ared the first cabin: "To arms, men, to arms "The Indians are comii1g in large force to attack us !" CHAPTER XVIII. A VERY CLOSE CALL. The shot that 'Villis Wynkoop fired so treacherously at his fri e nd Hal Halpine was not a fatal one. It had been well intended to be so, and the aim had been true, but a slight turn. of the head, when Hal Halpine saw the puff of smoke from the rifle muzzle, had caused the bullet to strike him on the hard point of the bone just over the eye and under the temple. The blow was a severe one, and knocked the yo uth from his saddle. He fell h e avily, and lay stunned and as thou g h dead. The bullet had cut the flesh to the bone, glanced, and sped o n its way, while the wound it left appeared as tho u g h i t had ntered the templ e there. Had Willis Wynkoop examine d closely he would have seen that it wo uld take another shot to finish his dastardly work, and there is no doubt that he wo uld quickly have fired again. But h e was fooled by the motionless, u nconscious form1 and that wound in the t emple, and he rode on, as has been seen. It was a mistake that other would-be murderers hav e made. Hardly had he been gone t e n minutes before Hal Halpine showed signs of returnin g consciousness. He breathed heavily moved, and at last sat up. He put his hands to his head, and one was stained with blood. It took some minute s to recall just what had happened, but soon he did so, and as his eyes roam e d about he saw far away in the dist:mce the form of a horse and rider. He knew that it was his pretended friend. He lay down again, fearing he might l ook behind and see him, and he did n ot feel equa l to a struggle far his life just then. At l ast the form of ho rse and rider disappeared in the distance. Then Hal Halpine arose to his feet, but staggered from dizziness and weakness. He remembered to have crossed a stream a short way back, so made hi s way there, and, to his joy, found his hors e grazing near. The animal attempted to run when he saw him, but the lo ose bridle rein caught on the limb of a tree and held him fast. It was well for Hal Halpine that his horse was thus accid entally caught, for his rifle was swung to his saddle, along with his hav e rsack and provisions, blankets, and whole camping outfit. -The h orse looked sheepis h at being thus 'cleverly caught, and humbly followed his master. Leading him fo the stream, the youth made him fast, and then began to bathe his wound and his head. The cool wate r revived him, and the wound was bound up with a strip of his hand ke rchief. Then the youth mounted and rode on after Willis Wynkoop. He wished to ride into the settlement not far behind him and denounce him to all for his treacherous act. But, going to he kd lkst seen hin1, to his surp;ise Hal Halpine saw that the trail did not lead to the settle ment. What did it mean? Whither was Willis Wynkoop goin g in that direction? The experience he had had with the companion whom he had once had a deep appreciation for, had ailinired,

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:10 THE BUffhLO Bill STORIES. trusted, looked up to, now convinced him that he was worse at heart than an fodian. He knew that he must feel that it was a fight for life between them now. For some reason he could not tmderstand, more than that Willis 'Wynkoop wished him dead because he knew how he had been humbled by Buffalo Bill; he had been the victim of a attempt at murder he had killed him, Willis Wynkoop had left him in the trail as he would have a wolf he had shot. But why was he not going to the settlement? After considering the matter over for some time, Hal Halpine hitched the horse, and began to climb the range to r eac h a high point which he knew would g ive him a view of the plain on the other side, for he must b e going thither, as he had passed on into th e canyon. 1 After a hard climb he reached the summit, and there beheld, riding down the other side of the range, the youth whom h e h a d n ow begun to hate mo s t intensely. "He can intend only one thing, and that is to join that renegade chief. "That means mischief, I feel sure, and so I shall go down and stake my horse out and then await his return." Havin g decided up on his course of action, Hal Halpine returned to his home, had supper, and then went back to the cliff to pass the night. Nothing disturbed him during the night, and he slept well until daybreak awakened him. He returned t(J his little camp, had breakfast, and then went back to the cliff, confident that Willis V/ynkoop had not return ed under cover o.f the night. "'No, he wottld not dare go to the Indian camp at night, and I altl sure he waited until this morning "If the Indians move, I can get to the settlement in time to give warning, so I'll wait here and watch to find out what Willis \Vynkoop's game is." He had hot been very long o n the cliff when his eye de t ec ted n1oving objects on the plairt far clown the range and close to the foothills Instantly he was all attention, and aft e r a while made out that it was a party of horsemen. They were coming along the foot of the range toward him, though ye t half a dozen miles away. As they drew nearer, he made out their number to be tweJ1ty-t\vo, that they were riding at a trot, save two in the lead, all the rest rode in single file. ::-;-carer they came, and Hal Hali)ine saw that they were Indians, save one, and that one he recognized as his now bitter enemy, Willis Wynkoop. "I kno\li his game now. 1;He knows Buffalo Bill r emained in the Red Pass, and he has seen his re negade friend, tnade some terms with him, and is going around to entrap the scot1t. "I will just play against him," and, baving taken an other 101.\g look at the approaching horsemen, Hal Hal pine descended rapidly to where he had left his horse. CHAPTER XIX. WARN'ED. Being certain that the intention of Willis Wynkoop was to capture or kill Buffalo Bill by catching him in the Red Pass between two bands of Indians, Hal Hal pine los t no time in mounting his horse and ridirig back over the trail he ha'd taken the dav before with the youth whom he now knew to be so treacherous and He knew that the Red Pass had high cliffs on either side that no man could scale, and that if caught there Buf falo Bill would be at the mercy of his foes, bravest of fights though he might make. He was well aware that the traitor guide would only be too glad to kill the scout who had denounced him and thus thwarted his intention of leading the 'wynkoop wagon train into a trap. The guide and Willis had been devoted friends before the guide had tur,ned renegade. The latter would not fear to go fo the renegade's camp, especially when he could tell him how he could entrap Buffalo Bill. All this Hal Halpine saw plainly from the standpoint he viewed matters, and his one desire was to ride back and '
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l'HE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 21 the end of this pass, where the renegade chief and his band are." "By the Rockies that means he is coming back here to hem me in !" "Yea, llir; I so took it." "Then I owe it to you that I am not. caught like a rat in a trap?" "I thought it best to warn you, sir." "And I appreciate it, my boy; and, more, you deserve much credit for the manner in which you discovered the 1 game of that young scoundrel. 1 "We will be friends, you may be sure; but now let me see what is to be done." "Yes, sir." "There were twenty braves, you say?" "Twenty-one, sir, I counted." "Well, the Indians that the renegade chi1f is looking for are about due, and when those that have flanked around get into this pass they will close in until they meet each other. "Young Ducan can be depended upon, I know, and, if he got through all right, he warned his settlement, and that will prevent a surprise, while there are doubtless troops now on the way here. "Let me see, they should be here by da vvn in the basin, if Pard Ned made a ride of it, and I believe he did, and it would be well to head them off and have half the force go around by the canyon and get on the other side of this range, so as to head the redskins off when the other half of the force attack them in the basin. "This would prevent them making a dash toward the Wynkoop Settlement, for those people must be protected, not having been warned, and also not b e ing to blame for the acts of that young-hyena, \iVillis Wynkoop." "Yes, sir, for m:Y folks are there, and they arc all g o od people; but I feel sorry for Maj or Wynkoop, his wif e and Miss Hilda, that Willis should be what he is." "It will be a good riddance when he is put out of the wav of further mischief, which will be aooner or later: ''But I have an Indian priit011er here to look after, and we must be getting out of this before we are cor raled here." With this, the scout went after his ho r s e and, having untied his prisoner from a tree, he lifted him to a seat be hind his saddle, and, mounting, they rode out of the pass, Buffalo Bill remarking: "I took the gag out of the red's mouth because it was cruel; but, as I dared not let him give a yell, I bandaged his face up, as you see, so he could not chirp a note to his comrades up the pass." CHAPTER XX. HALTED ON THll. TRAIL. Upon l eaving Red Pass, Buffalo Bill halted suddenly, and said: "Say, pard, I think you can do what I wish d o ne.' "I can try, sir." 1 "I will direct you so that yo u cannot miss your way across the basin, and to the canyon on tl.i.e other side, where the soldiers must enter." "Yes, sir." 'They will be along by da\', n, I guess; but you can get to the canyon before dark by good riding, and take up a position where you can head them off." "And then, sir?" "If I am not mistaken Major Brown will be in com mand, for he is always the one for such work, and yo u are to tell him that you left me hiding here rtear the pass." "But the Indians will find you." 1'Trust me that they do not, boy pard. "You take the Indian here on my horse; for where I can hide myself I not be so fortunate in finding a hiding-place for my horse." "Yes, si r. "Tell the major from me that I captured the Indian, sent word to the Valley Farms Settlett1ent to be prepared against an attack, and that you turned back when on your way to the vVynkoop Settlement to warn me that the In dians were coming around to hem me in Red Pass. need not speak of your parcl Wynkoop, as the major knows nothing about him, and we'll attend to l;iis case later. "Tell the officer in command that I suggest he divide his force, and skirti11g a round the basin, leave it by tlie upper canyon, and com e d own to attack at the other end of Red Pass, or be the re to s t rike a blow when the force he leaves moves against them. "This will prevent a retreat of the Indians by either of the settlements, and push them hard in their flight." "Yes sir." '"Say that I will be in hiding where I cart get a good view of them; see thei r forc e and will meet the soldiers wh e n they are driving them." I 'll rem embe r, s i r, to t ell the officer just what you have told me," said Hal Halpine, glad to be sent on a mission of imp o rtance b y th e g r e at scout, and also to be placed in charge of th e IndiaJl pri s oner. After expli c it ins tructions to the y o uth, Buffalo Bill took from s a d d k a bag of provisions, made the pris oner fast to the h o rn so he could not spring off of the hor&e and e scap e and then, shaking hands w ith Hal, starte d him off on his rid e The youth l o oked ba c k after going some distance, and s aw that the scout liad dis app eared. "If it it w a s any oth e r m a n that Bt1Jfalo Bill, I would b e afraid h e w ould b e kille d, left here alone and on foot," mutter e d the y o u t h a s he along . The prison e r w as se curely bound to his saddle, but with a bandage about his mouth was forced to be silent. His eyes, ho w ever, were bent upon Hal Halpine with a lo ok of most mali g nant hatred. Putting the horses into a lope. Hal rode on, following his directions from the s cout without a mistake. He cros sed th e b e autiful basin, or valley, and came to the range of hill s upon the other side while the sun was yet above the hor izon. The cany o n w as found without difficulty, and, passing throu g h it, the youth reached the other side of the range just at suns e t and w ent into camp right where he could command a view of all who approached. Staking out th e hors e s on the bank of a small stream, he gather e d wood, built a fire, and began to cook supper, for he was v e ry hun g ry Foll owin g th e e xample oI t-hg scout, he tied the Indian to a tree, an
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21 l"HE BUfr' J\LO BILL STORlES. mouth, as there was no one near for him to give the alarm to. When supper was ready, Hal gave the Indian a share of it, whic h was taken and eaten in silence and without than ks. After securin' his prisoner beyond all chance of escape, the youth spread his blanket and lay down to get what sleep he could, for he did not expect the soldiers to be along before dawn. But he was mistaken, as h e did not know how rapidly Ned Duncan had ridden to the fort, nor how hard Major Brown had pushed his force op. the march It was about midnight when he awoke with a start, for h e distinctly heard hoof-falls passing along the trail. Convinced that it be the advance of the soldiers, h e called out: "Halt, there !" Instantly there was a scattering of several horses to cover. ap.d then a voice asked: "Who are you, now we h ave halted?" ''Are you from the fort?" "Vve are. "Who are you?" "A messenger from Buffalo Bill." "Now you're talking; but come out and show you rs elf 1 to us. Hal Halpine did what the cautious scouts would not do -he boldly,. left the clump of trees where he was en camped and walked into the view of those he had chal len ged "Here I am." "You're all right," said a voice, and from several points of vantage rod e four horsemen directly toward him, one asking: "Now, pard, who are you, and where from?" CHAPTER XXL THE BOY FOES. nr know you "You are Hal Hal pine!" cried one of the horsemen, as the four drew rein near where the youth stood. "Yes, I am Hal Halpine, and I know you, Ned Dunc an.': "Y cs "I started for our settlement, buf turned back to warn Mr. Cody that there were Indians coming around in the basin to catch him in Red Pass, and he sent me here to m eet the soldiers, and I brought his Indian prisone r with me "Where is he?" "Over there at my camp "Is Major Brown in charge of the soldiers, for Mr. C ody sa i d he thought he would be?" "Yes; but he will not be a long for half an hour. "You have news for him, I suppose, from the c hief?" "Yes." "We are scouts of Chief Cody's band-at l east, three of us, this other being a young pard whom you seem. to kn ow "We will wait here and fin!l out what are the major's orders when he hears what yb11 have to say." This being decided upon, the scouts staked their horses out, wood was thrown up<:m the smoldering fire that Hal Halpine had built, and the party sat around it talking, but no questions were asked by the men in bucksl,
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THE BUFFALO BILL STORlf:S. Z3 for us somewhere before we got to the basin," and Ned Ouncan led the way back to the fire just as Major Brown rode up and dismounted. CHAPTER XXII. THE FIIUjjT BLOW. Major Brown heard what Hal Halpine had to tell him of what Buffalo Bill told him he deemed best to be
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24 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIE&. They came from the basin side, so were the warriors whom Wii!is Wynkoop had led there to entrap him. These passed on out of sight up the pass, and then came into sight the young chief, and by his side was riding Wil lis Wynkoop. The scout lay might lo w, watching and listening .. He saw follo w ing the chief and boy traitor eigh t more reds kins, mounted and leadin g the ponies of thei r comrades who were on foot searching the pass for Buffalo Bill. At a point just beneath where he was hiding the chief and Willis Wynkoop halted. They were waiting for some shout or shot to tell them the sco ut had been discovered Hidde n among the rocks, and wit h a pine bush over his h ead , B uffalo BiJI could distinctly sec his foes, not sixty f eet below him, but could not be seen. Presently a yell was heard up the canyon; then an ans wer, followed by a series of shouts, and there rode into sight the renegade chief. Abo ut him were the search p arty, and behind him fol low ed a large numb e r of reds kins on horseback. The bands of warri ors had begun to arrive for the attack on the .settlements. But the searching party for Buffalo Bill and the renegade chief had met in the pass, and the scout had not been found. The white chief rod e up to the youth and said : "Jt's too bad that he h a d gone before you go t here." "I'm awful sorry," the s cout heard his young foe rep l y "Yes; for h e has gone to the fort for help; and yet it will do no good, for my bands are arriving rapidly, and I wiil start on the raid in the morning and sweep down upon the Duncan Settlement. "We'll get scalps and booty of both and I wiil et your valley go by; only, later, as I told yo u, I wish to get at that strong box in your father's keeping, and which you are to help me to do "Yes, I'll help you to get the booty if you wiJI spare my p e op le." "I'Jl do it." "But do you wish to rid e on to the Duncan S e ttlement and see me make clean work of it?" "I will go h ome "All ri ght; just as you please, and I'Jl be c:.long in about three weeks or so for the booty." "I'Jl arrange for you to get it, though it is robbing myself. J "You won't s uffer much, for you are not that kind." "Have you got many redskin s with you?" "Yes; a thousand braves. "I will camp half of them in t h e basin to-night, and halt the others out on the plai n at the stream, for they will go up that s ide of the range and I on the pther, to strike the Duncan Settl emen t from two points." "Make clean work of it, though you'll hardly catch Ned Duncan, as Buffalo Bill sent him to the for t ; but I will catch him, for I shaJI be out with my band of Boy Regu lators m\ghty soon on his trail. "Now, I'd better be off, for you've got more Indian,s than I like to look at." "They know you as my friend, so you are all right; but, in looking for your boy foe, don't forget Buffalo Bill, for he's the most dangerous man in this "I'll be on his trail, too, and show him no mercy, you bet," and with a word or two more, Willis Wynkoop rode back through the p ass, on his night ride to Wynkoop Val ley And Buffalo Bill had seen and heard all that had passed. CHAPTER XXIV. HEMMED IN. Major Brown advanced his men slowly acros s the meatiowland, flanked the. ponies of the redskins feeding not fa r away, got between them and the campfires, about which five hundred braves lay sleeping, and, just as light began to glimmer in the east, halted for the death leap that was now to follov.;. So quietly had the approac h been made that the g uards had not suspected the slight sounds they heard as being an evidence of danger n ea r, and not until the two si x -pound ers broke th stillness of the valley, and sent shrieking, bursting shells into the midst of the Indian camp, did the startled' braves dream that death was upon them. A volley of carbine bullets followed the fire of the guns, and then the firing became fast and furious for several minutes, when the orde r came to move forward and drive the Indians into the pass, h alf a mile away. Not suspecting a foe there, ancl cnt off from the ir ponies, while the fire had laid many a brave l ow, the red skins were only too anxious to retreat into the pass and make a stand Their renegade chief always kept his horse near him, so he had quickly l eape d into his saddle; but in vain he tried to check the flight of his braves; for, though he saw that the troop e rs did not number one-third of hi.s force, he was powerless to rally the dismaye d braves. Cut off from their ponies, many having lost their weap ons, the furni s hed a safe retreat, so thithe r they fled, a panic-stricken hmcle. And on came Nfajor Brown and his men, the guns being pushed m uzzl e first by the gallant gunners, and hur tling death in to the redskin ranks. Over the dead and dying went h orses and guns, and formed a line in front of the pass, into which there rained bullets and sheils. The now frantic savages were forced to retreat to the first bend in the p ass, but hot on their heels came their re lentle s s destroyers Suddenly there was a wild cheer from the troopers, mingling w ith the wild war crie s of the redskins, for Indi a n and soldier all behe ld the same strange sight. What they saw was the form of the white renegade as he rode at a nm beneath the low cliff at the bend, sud denly jerked backward out of hi s saddle, as a lariat noose settled about his neck from above; then the swinging, struggiing form was drawn upward by an effort of giant strength and left hanging in midair For a moment on the cliff, hauling on the lasso, had been seen the tall form of Buffalo Bill And i n that moment of death agony, as his eyes glanced upward and his hand tugged at the noose about his neck, Scott Jerome, the renegade g uide and white chief of the Indians, had seen who it was that had thrown the lariat

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!'Hf: BUfF liLO' BILL STORIES. 21 w i t h such marvelo u s skill, and had thus brought his evil life t o a close The s ight of the form swaying in midair, held by the lasso of Buffalo Bill, was a startling one to the soldiers one and all, and an appalling one to the Indians Major Brown understood this humane side of the scout's ,nature, and called out to an officer near: "Cody has brought the renegade to book, but will not fire on the r edskins, I see, and that. is proof to my mind we h ave them thoroughl y whipped and cowed. "But we should hear from Plummer soon." Hardly had the words been uttered, when Ned Duncan called out : ,,, "There are Indians dashing this way, sir, in large irnmb e r s from t h e other end of the pass "Then Plummer is driving them ''Steady, men, for the reds will try to dash over us!" The cannon were now placed at the bend, the troopers were all dismounted and formed in line, protected by rocks and trees hastily cut down, and all was made ready for a desperate rush of the Indians. Then was heard firing, hot and fast, from the other end of the pass, and in one mighty mass the stamp ede d Indians came with a rush, only a few of them mounted, to break through the lines of Major Brown. But the guns and carbines hurled them back, and, in their despair, they turned and sped toward the other end At once was heard the roar of the field battery and the rattle of the carbines. "Plummer i s a t it no.v. Pray Heaven he check them cried Major Brown. T h e firing c eased, and a wild cheer sweeping up the pass told the story, that Captain Plummer had hurled the red masses back, that t h ey were entrapped, hemmed in beyond escape Then came a deathlike silence, but it was soon broken b y the clear t ones of Buffalo Bill from the cliffs, calling down t o t h e Indians in thei1 own language and telling them to submit and mercy would be shown That i s r ight, Cody Make what terms you please," called out Major Brown. And the words of the scout were listened to; the red raiders surrendered on conditions they were glad to ge t, that they should care for their dead and wounded and be allowed an ample number of ponies to b ear them back to their villages, all able-bodied warriors being forced to go on foo t. CHAPTER XXV. THE SCOUT AND HIS DECOYS Having see n that the Indians were beyond ali power of resuming hostilities, and Major Brown h.aving allowed them to go out upon the p l ain at the further end of the pass to camp and prepare for their retreat, Buffalo Bill l owered t he body of the dead renegade so that it could be take n from his lasso b y men mounted upon horseback. That done, h e called o u t to the major that he was going off o n a spec i al scout he wo u ld explain later. H e al so ca lled out to Ned Duncan and Hal Hal pine, w ho we re talking toge th er, to come back through the b asi n b r i n ging h i s h o r s e and t o me e t h im on the trail t o Wynkoop V a lle y. I As Willis Wynkoop had not been found with the Indians, it was certain that he had gone to the settlement, and it was Buffalo Bill's determination to check him in his mad career before the desperate lad could do any more damage. So, back over the range went the scout, and after sev eral miles' walk re ached the trail in the basin just as Ned Duncan and Hal Halpine came in sight, leading Buffalo Bill's horse. They gave a cheer at sight of the big pard, and, das h ing forward, warmly grasped his hands, Ned Duncan saying: "Hal and I are the best of friends now, MrCody, and if we have our way the Wynkoop-Duncan vendetta will never be rene wed." "It wiirnot be if I have my way, boy pards, and I wish you both to go with me to the Wynkoop Valley, where I intend to have my little say. "I shall show Major Wynkoop that it was you, Ned, who saved the life of his daughter Hilda, when attacked by the lion, and that you aided in saving both his wicked son and Hal Halpine here from being killed by the In-' dians. 1 '' I wili then make knmvn the true story of Willis Wyn k,:>op's crimes toward you, toward Hal Halpine and my self, and his alliance with the renegade guide "As a government officer, I shall then arrest Willis Wynkoop as a renegad e and take him to the fort for trial. "You two boys hav e been my nobl e allies, my brave and able decoys, and I will s h ow the people of both settlements all that you are, and try and have them bury the hatchet, let the old Kansas feud be ended, and have the dead past bury its dead." ::I'he two boys listened with deepest interest t o all the scout had said, and they wer e both of the opinion, from what they knew of their p eople and of the reason they had left Kansas, that all would be rnost willing to live in peace. So the h ead s of the three hors es were turned toward the Wynkoop Settlement, and a halt was made at the first strea m for breakfast and a rest. The scout had called out to the boys to bring along a good supply of food, so they had a bre akfa st that all greatly relished \Vi shing to reach the settlement at niP-ht, so that Willis Wynkoop would not di scover their approach, the scout d ecided that they would rest wher e they were until the af tern oon, and then continu e o n their way. Their horses were tired, they were tired, and the rest w o uld do all good; so their bla11kets were spread, the ani mals put upon a rich graz in g ground nearby, and the trio were fast asleep in a very short while. It was the middle of th e afternoon when they awoke, had dinner and mounted to continue on their way. They had proceeded a dozen miles or so when Buffal o Bill remark ed : "Two trails cross above here in the valley, and by one you can go the shortest way to your settlement, Pard Ned, should I not return with you "It is a cut-off of thirty miles at least, fro m this trai l through the basin." "I w ill r emember i t si r." "The other end of t!Je trail leads to the Wynkoop V al-

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26 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES.. \ ley, and that is the way you and that wicked comrade of yours came, was it not, Pard Hal?" "Yes, sir; but we didn't know the short cut you just spoke of tq Valley Farms Settlement, for we continued on this trail through the basin and Red Pass." "Willis Wynkoop had been this way before?" "Yes, sir; quite often, and alone. He had been watch ing his chances to kill Ned Duncart; or, in fact--" Buffalo Bill halted and held up his hand for silence. Then there came to their ears the sound of hoofs, but as there was ahead a clump of pines it hid from view whoever was coming toward them. CHAPTER XXVI. BUFFALO BILL WINS. This 1:hicket was at the spot where the trails crossed, to which Buffalo Bill had referred a moment before hearing the sound of hoofs. 'fhe keen ear of the scout soon detected that two parties of horsemen were approaching--one from the right, the other from the left-and k11ew that they must soon come into view of each other as they both emerged from the tll.icket. Buffalo Bill and his two decoy parcls had halted in fl1e edge of a heavy growth of timber, where they could see and not be s een, and there they waited. there came into view a party of a dozen horsemen --settlers from the Duncan Settlement. But Buffalo Bill checked Ned Duncan, who was going to call out to them. "Wait until we know who the others are." As he spoke there came out of the pine thicket a dozen horsemen, and Buffalo Bill exclaimed: "Why, they are masked-which means that they are outlaws! "See! they do not appear surprised at the sight of your party, Pard Ned, so must have known they were n e ar. "Yes; and they are going to attack them!" "Mr. Cody, those are Willis Wynkoop's Boy Regu lators. They are a band of boys he leads, who are sup posed t o do police duty about the settlement. I know his claybank horse, with silver mane and tail!" cried Hal Hal pine "Then we must stop the fight between these two bands, 1 or fig ht it will be! Come on, boy pards !" and Buffalo _:Bill and the two dashed forward at th.e full speed of their norse5. But the last band horsemen, those whom Ned Duncan had said were the boys of his !iettlement, had halted at sight of the others, drawn their revolvers, and, seeing that they were to be attacked by the masked horsemen, rode forward to meet them. This seemed to surprise the masked riders, who were led across the front of the others, not directly toward them, by the leader on the claybank horse, and whom Hal Halpine had Mserted was none other than Willis \Vyn koo p. They apparently were anxious to feel the strength of their foes before they dashed into them, and perhaps might get worsted. Seeing this, Buffalo Bill cried: "Ride for it, boy pards We can check that fight!" But. as the scout uttered the words, there came the cracking of revolvers, and. the trio, riding hard to the rescue, saw a horse go down here and there, and the leader c on the claybank fall. Another instant and Buffalo Bill and his two pards had dashed into the fight, and in thunder tones came ti scout's command: "Hold The one who fires another shot I will kill!" 1 Not another shot was fired ; and every eye was turned < on Buffalo Bill. 1 "Off with those black mask!!, boys of Wynkoop Valley, I unless you wish me to treat you as outlaws I" The command of the scout was instantly obeyed "lloy pards, hear what I have to say, and you will be glad that I have ended this before any other harm has been done than the death of that vile fellow lying I there, a few wound!!, and the loss of several horses. "You, boy5 of Wynkoop Valley, have been led away by your wicked young captain, whose deeds of evil I shall I now make known to you." 1 Amid a deathlike silence, Buffalo Bill told the story I of Willis Wynkoop's crimes against Ned Duncan, his own comrade, Hal Halpine, and himself, and his alliance with the renegade chief. I Continuing, he said : "Willis Wynkoop, failing to entrap me in Red Pass, I and believing Hal Halpine to be dead, went to the 11ettle ment, told his false story of being wounded by redskins, when I put that bullet-hole in his ear, told how Hal Halpine had been killed by the Indians, warned the people to I be on their guard, and, having made himself a hero, he led you, his Boy Regulators, out on a scout. "Am I right in believing that he in some way discov ered the presence of the Duncan party near, and decided to attack them?" "Yes, sir; when in camp, a few miles back, he went off alone and told us he had found a band of outlaws camp ing near, and ordered u11 to mask ourselves and attack them. ''Then he handed to each one of us a black mask, and we were riding for the outlaws' ca111p when we ,met those we now know to be the Duncan boys." So answered, in a manly way, a youth by the name of Bert Smedley. "Yes, they are the Duncan boys, as you call them, a band of young regulators under their daring captain here, Neel Duncan, and to whom you owe it, by his riding to the fort for help, that your settlement was not wiped out utterly by the redskin raider!! "I have already told of Ned Duncan, and how Wil lis Wynkoop treacherously sought to kill him. You know him now a5 the one who saved beautiful Hilda Wyn.\
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THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. 27 e "Who will be the first on either side to extend the hand er f friendship?" ''I will!" d It .was Ned Duncan who spoke. e "And I accept it!" cried Hal Halpine, and their hands \vere warmly clasped. Bert Smedley was next, and so on it went, until each d of the Wynkoop Valley Boy Regulators had shaken with Ned Duncan. Hal Halpine then told his story, and there were hand' hakes all around, while Buffalo Bill was looking after everal slight wounds received by the boys. J e Half a dozen horses had fallen under the fire, but it n was fortunate that only one life had been sacrificed. g Who had fired that death shot, if known, was not told, but it was meant to kill, for it pierced the heart of Willis Wynkoop. There he lay dead upon the field, the victim of his own cruel and evil plot. He was wrapped in his blanket and buried where he fell, while Hal Halpine and Bert Smedley rode on to Wynkoop Valley with Buffalo 1'1ill to break the news of his death :and tell the story of the evil career of the misguided youth. l And slowly followed the two band! of Boy Regulators, no longer foes, but friends. CHAPTER XXVII. CONCLUSION. It was after night when Buffalo Bill and the two youths, Hal Halpine and Bert Smedley, arrived in Wynkoop Set tlement and rode straight to the cabin of Major 'Wyn koop. There, in the presence of the major, his wife and daugh ter, and several of the settlers called in to hear it the scout ag:ain repeated the long, sad story of Willis Wynkoop's cnmes. He told of the rescue of Hilda by Ned Duncan, and she at once vouched for it, and said that her b rother had known all. He told of all that Ned Duncan had done to spare his bitter foe, of the ride to Red Pass to prevent him and Hal Halpine from being killed by Indians, of h ow the latter had been treated by his supposed friend, of the night ride to the fort foir help, of the fight in the pass, the capture of the whole ffi>rce of redskins, the flying of the Duncans \Vest purposely to end the feud, the determinatiC?n of \Villis Wynkoop to reopen it, and the attack upon the Duncan boys, .
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Every r.11a.il brings stacks of letters for this great contest. You can't afford to be out of it. Send us your dream at once. For particulars su page 3j. .. The Mystery of a Cabin. (By George Golden, Oakland, Cal.) There was to be an entertainment at a neighbor's house one evening, and all the folks from our home were in vited to go. As I had not been feeling very well that day I did not care about going, sq I stayed home and went to bed early. I went to sleep as soon as I struck the pillow and soon fell into a very curious dream. I began to dream that I was wandering about in a great forest, when I came upon a little log cabin, which looked as H it had not been use d for a great many years. I started to open the door, and, as I did so, it sprang back and opened by itself. I thought this W?-S very strange, but I went in and looked about, but I could not see anything but a small hole (u the floor about as large as a dollar. As I stood there, looking at the inside of the cabin, I startled to hear a shrill little noise, that came from the little hole in the floor. This drew my attention to the hole, and as I stood there looking at it, there came a little red light and a few little men came out who were about as tall as a p e nholder and so fat that they Joked like a pumpkin. Then there came a little blue light and some more little fat men came out and joined the others, who began to sing and dance with their little up in the air above their heads. Aber a while there came a knocking on the floor and all" the little men sat down with their arms folded and their legs crossed. They sat this way about five minutes when all sorts of lights shone from the hole, and a little queen, all dressed in a white dress covered with gold braid, came out, and back of her six little men with short pants and large buckles at their knees, came out holding up the long trail of her dre ss. In one hand th e queen held a small stick, and in the other she held a fan. The stick was very beautiful and carved with many pretty figures. She took this little stick ancl tapped three times on the floor and then there came one little man who had three little tables, and who set them before the queeh, which she touched with the little stick in her hand and the three little tables turned into one large table covered with all kinds of fine things to. eat. I Then she tapped three more times and another little man came with a small basket filled with rocks, then he took one rock at a time and set them around the table on the floor, then he stood at one side with the other little men. The little queen 1lhen went about touching each rock with the stick in her hand, and soon a11 the little rocks turned into chairs. Then all the little men sat down and began to eat, while at one end of the table sat the queen. After they got through eating she waved her wand and every one of the littl e men got up and stood on one side with their little hats in their hands, and then the queen walked past and then she stopped and all the little men began to sing and dance; then they stopped and the queen turned to enter the hole in the floor, when she turned about again and waved her wand and went through the hole. After a few seconds the little men sang and danced again, then they turned about and walked to tl1e hole, and one at a time disappeared in the little hole till all were gone, and then I came to toek at the place where they had gone, but could only see the little hole and not hear a sound. When I woke np in the felt very much better and had a very pleasant drea, m, yet a .very curious one.

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THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIESo 29 The Horse Won. (BySutherland Loomis, N. Y.) I retired one night, a little over a year ago, and tired was soon in the arms of Morpheus. I dreamed I was walking on a road1 when there came past me, galloping, a horse from which fire was streaming in all directions. A man rushed after him, shouting, "Fly fire is away." 1\1: any people went past like p.lso shouting, "Fly! fire 1s away!" Next day I told my friend the. dream. One of them said it was a warning .; We follow sports a good deci.l, and to uur surprise we saw on the sporting page of a paper two days after the an account of a race where a horse called Flyfire won at 40 to I. I will never forgive myself for not being a supersti tious gambler. If I was, I might have won a fortune A Joke in a Dream, (By Oscar Seastrand, Brooklyn.) One day I was standing on the stern of our boat Flyer, polishing the brass railing. I was a sailor, and, as you know, sailors have to do other things besides sailing all day, and as I was not an exception to the rest, I, too, had to help keep the boat tidy. vVhile I was thus still at work I saw a fat Dutchman, in company with a skinny Jrish fellow, come on board in search of the captain. When he found the captain he asked him for a job, and he got it without any references or anything, for the captain knew the Dutchman well. It was not so with the Irish fellow, who also asked for a job. The captain asked him if he could give any refer ences, and he said, "Shure Mike, and some moighty foine ones, too." The captain then said : "\Vell, then, bring the refer ence to me to-morrow morning." "All right, cap," said the Irishman, and then he de parted. In the morning he came and gave the captain half a dozen very good references, and the captain read them all and said to him: "These are very fine references, but they seem to be all in the same handwriting.'" "Shure, so dey is," said the Irishman, "for I writ dem all mcself. No man knows me better dan meself." Well, he got the job. One day when he and the Dutchman were sweeping the deck a terrible storm arose. The Irishman had so much sense as to hold to a mast with one hand while he swept with the other. The Dutchman kept on sweeping, just as if there was no storm going on. He stood still, but he did not do so very long, for a great wave came and took the Dutchman, broom and all into the water, where they were drowned together. When it was all over the Irish man came to the captain and said: "Now, you foolish cap; you hired that man without r eferences and now he ran away with your brOQm." The next minute I awoke, :a.nd thus cannot tell any more ubout them. A Horricl Dream. (By Fred Rose, Va.) One night I dreamed that my fathe1: made me get up at twelve o"clock and go with the hired boy to nta\ket. \Ve hitched up the wagon a.11d started down the road, and when we got to a place called Robbers' Bend three masked men jumped out of the bushes and showed us three ugly looking pis tols and cominanded tts to halt. They Cold our hired boy to dismount and Iet me stay in the wagon. I thought that they tied him to a tree and bound his hands behind l1im, and then they came over to me and searched me, taking my money and watch. Then one guarded ns while the other two took their knives and commenced stickinrr them In the hired boy's flesh. They cut his arms -and head off, and then they came over to me. One of the robbers fired his pistol in my horse's face, and they started on a gallop down the road, with me in the wagon, scared to death. They fired a volley of shots, but uone hit me . Straight on toward the Seven Pines trestle went the mad horses. I tried to stop them, but on they went, on the trestle and the train came on the other side. I could feel the hot steam in my face. The engine struck the wagon and I felt a dull feeling. Up in th e air I rose, and then like a cannon ball I came down through the air toward the rolling falls. Oh! what a feeling. I can never tell how I fell; straight to the water I fell, landin,g on a rock with a dull sound, and I woke up with a hea,rt beating like a drum, and scared tro death. I never like to go to bed, being afraid I will dream an other horrid dream. A Western Dream. By Walter J. Phillips, Mass.) I once dreamed that I lived out West with my parents, who owned a cattle ranch. The house was a strong one, as was the large barp, both of which were enclosed in a stockade. I was a good player on the corm:t, and a dead shot. There was a timnel in the cellar, which came out near the foot of a large tree. It had been placed there so that we might leave the house in.case of an Indian attack. Once the settlement heard of Indians coming from the north, an\i as the entire population numbered but fifty souls, every one went to the bjockhouse. They brought all their cattle, which they put in the stockade and made ready foc a siege. Through a faithtm Indian we found when the attack was to be made, I got five of the young men to leave the settlement after dark with myself, each with two horses and plenty of ammuni. ti on. We rode to south for ten miles, and then, spreading our blankets, lay down to r est. We were up at midnight, and each one carefully loadin g his weapons, mounted his horse and was to drive his other horse before him, as we thought we could go faster in that way. When we rode within a mile of the settlement, we halted, and as was another uu gler b esides myself, we divided into two parties. .. .....

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30 THE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIES. vV e then started our peculiar armies forward, each driv ing a horse a}\ead of him, while in one hand we had a re volver. The two buglers were in advance, and we started forward at a run as we heard the sound of firing. Nearing the settlem en t we began to blow our bugl es, while the others were y e lling. Down the hill we charged, the o th e rs yellin g fro m d'.ffe r ent points, and bugles blowing. VVhen we a r ri ve d at th::: settl e m ent we found not a live Indian! They had f eared the cavalry! We were made hero e s of, and t he Con g ressman, who resided at the settle ment, promise d me an app o intment to West Point. The next day I call e d at his house and received the appoint ment. I was a very happy boy as I went home, and just as I went to show my appointment to my father I woke up I A Dream o f Fire. (By Frank Gates.) The other ni g ht I had a remarkable dream. I dreamed that our house had caught on fire I was lying in bed when a cloud of smoke came into the ro m n. I was almost strangled, but I managed to stagger to my fe e t. I rushed to the window but was met by a clo u d of flame and smoke so I knew that e scape by that way was impossible The doorway was already in flames. I became very much frightened; I d id n ot k no w wh a t to do. I was h e mmed in on all sides by smo k e a nd fire. I was so badly scared I could hardly s ta nd up. Just then I h eard a loud noise and so methin g stru c k 11c, and I awoke to find that I had fallen out of. b e d and got a few bruises. I am not liable to forget v e ry soon the s care I got that night. A Fighting Dream (By E mil H e pp e Milwaukee, Wis.) I had this dr e am in the month of March, 1899. Every night we b oy s u sed to g o to a p l ace we called our han g out. One ni g h t a s I w e nt ov e r there the boys fool e d with me. I didn t like it, I started to fight. Tliat rl1ght as I went to b e d I dre am e d of fighting th a t boy. So I starte d to hi t ri ght and left and when I woke up that mornin g my fis t 1ra s ble eding. I said to my moth e r, iii Ger m a n. "Ma ma me in e Faust blutet:" The n sh e told m e tbt 1 was hittin g against the wall. This is a true dre::im. Hunting the GJ!d Ghou ls. (By Ifober!: K ittelson, Uncompahgre, Colo.) I r ead :-Jo. 6 8 o f the Buffalo Bill stories. One nighf afte n v a ; d I had a dre am. I went to Overlan d City and there w e nt in with Buffalo Bill's scouts to h u nt the G o ld Ghouls, as I thought. I k n ew the country. I thou ght Buffalo Bill was off on s o m e bus_ine ss, and he t o ld me to t?-ke chart;e o f th e fort a:1d g o on a hunt for the Gold Gho u ls. I went wi t h fif teen s couts; w e came t o track and there began to hunt for a trail. \Ve did n o t find any trail, so I calied them to c ome to me as I stood under a cliff. I told them I was going to rope the tree that stood on the cliff. I had to tie two ropes together, as one thirty-five foot rope was not long enough. I told one of the men to climb to the top of the cliff and see whether any trail could be found there. He got to the top and was gone; back .on the cliff we did not see anything of him, so we all went up. On reaching the top a shot 'l\'as fired from higher on the hill Looking up I saw a masked man. I fired a shot at h i m, shooting him through the hip. He fell down to where we were sta,nding; we caught him, tying his hands and taking his weapons. I told him to take us to the Gold Ghouls' den or we would burn him slowly; and so two of the men picked him up and went along the he told them to go. We had not gone far when we found what he had shot at; it was the man I had sent on the cliff first. He was lying dead, the bullet had shot him through the head. We buried him, and going on the Gold Ghoul led us to the den, where we found them sitting about fires cooking their suppers. We picked them all off and buried them. vVe too k our blankets and slept in one big cabin, which they had for a fort, because the prisoner we had said the chief would come early in the morning. Early in the morning we were aroused by a queer noise. We jtunped for our guns, and outside of the cabin we went. There we saw a man on a horse with a big horn in his hand. When he saw us he turned his horse and was off on a fast nm, but a bullet from my forty-four was faster and caught him through the head; he fell from his horse We took the one we had as a prisoner to Overland City, and under the do ctor's ca re he became all right and joined the scouts. Buffalo Bill was pleased with my work. C onfe ssio n o f a Murder in a D r ea m. (by Jack Harl{aw:::i:-, Jr., Aspinwall, Pa.) A man, who :worked in a b r ewery, quarreled with a fel low wo r lrman and struck him in such a manner that it kill e d him. No person was witness to the deed He then took the body and thrust it under a boiling vat, where it was soon consumed. On the following day, \'(hen the mqn was missed, the murderer coolly observed that he had seen him intoxicated and he had probably fallen from some bridge and b een drowned. It was seven years after, and the murderer was employed by the same brewery. . He slept ,,r ith another workman, and one mght m h is sle ev the man heard the murderer say: "his now seven years ago." "What did you do seven years ago?" asked his room mat e "I put him," he said, still speaking in his sleep, "under the boiling vat." . As the aff a ir had not been entirely forgotten, it im mediately struck the man that his bedfellow must allude to the person who was missed about that time, and he a-ave information to a magistrate. 0 The murde r e r was apprehended, and at first denied the charge a g ainst him, but a confession was obtained fro m him :::i.nd he w2.s sentenc:ed to be hanged.

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HERE'S A NEW CONTEST! A CORKER! The Contest just starting is going o be the greatest we ever ran. It's an entirely new idea. The Prizes are new and the finest we ever offered. The other contests held in the BUFFALO BILL WEEKLY have all made splendid success, but this one is sure to break all records. Why ? Because it is a brand-ne:w idea a contest every boy in America has an equal chance in, and because the prizes beat anything ever offered before. All you have to do is to write out an account of any of your Curious Dreams. Everybody has had remarkable dreams, "and anybody who sends in an account of one has a chance of winning one of the prizes. They' consist of I THREE FIRST-CLASS PHOTOCRAPHIC OUTFITS, i I I Including Camera and all Appliances for Takingand Devdoping Photographs. Five Hunting Axes and Five Hunting Knives. Think of the fun you can have this winter with one of those cameras. You can take and develop photographs of all your friends. Full directions go With each camera. Think how useful and handy a first rate hunting knife or ax will be when you go hunting or trapping in the woods this winter. To Win a Prlze.-Write an account of any curious or remarkable dream you have had-no matter what it was about. Tell it in five hundred words, and send it with the coupon you will find on this page, properlyfilledout, to the BuFFALOBILL WEEKLY, care of Street& Smith, St., New York City. HERE IS A LIST OF THE PR.IZESs The three boys who send in the three moat interesting accounts will each receive an Eastman Pocket Kodak, with complete outfit. The camera ta.kes picture Hx2 inches; uses film, and has capacity for twelve pictmes without reloading; weight six ounces. This wonderful little camera takes pictures equal to the most expensive. It makos negatives of such sharpness and definition that beautiful en largements of any size can be made from them. Has perfect Achro matic Lens of fixed focus, Rotary Shutter, with sets of three stops, square View Finder, and covered with fin. e Seal Grain Leather. Takes snap sho11!1 or time exposures. Easily carried in pocket or on bicycle. Complete with roll of film for twelve exposures and Leather Carryisg Case, with room for three extra film cartridges. and of such a nature as to make it almost impoi>iible for one pnrt to become detached from another. The head has an o blong semi-cii-cular Noess milled in either side to receive the slotted end of hau.dle, which is accurately milled to a close fit and tlrmly held by a i-inch steel screw. "This method of ha11dle fastening prevente any liability of the blade working loose on the handle. The upper part of the h andle is slotted on the under side to receive the folded eheet steel guard, which is so arranged as to be firmly held by a filat steel bar when open or closed. 1 The five boys who send in the five next best accounts will each re-l ceive a SaCet;:y Hunting Ax. Dimensions over all llx4 inches: weight 18 ounces. The blade is made of solid tool steel, finely tempered and highly polished. The handle is made of mild steel, nickle plated on copper, with handle plates of engraved hard rubber. The guard is of sheet steel, hinged on a spring in such a manner that either open or closed it is firmly held in position. The construction is unique The five boys who send in the five next best accounts will each re c eive a .Sportsman's Ideal Hunting Knife. There is about as much difference in point of utility and beauty between one of our" Ideal" hunting knives and any other knifo on the market as there is between a grizzly bear a.nd a porcupine. They are hand forged, hand tempered, hand tested by the rigid est poesible test and finished in a manner that makes them the hands omest knives in the market. The "Ideal" kniTes are made with 5-inch bli;des, leather handle, brass and fibre trimmings, with polished stag-horn tip. A handaome black or ru.siet case with each knife. Now, Boys, You See Your Chancel COUPON. It's Up to You to Win a Prize! This Contest closes Decexnber 1st. entries must be in by that date. BUFFALO BILL DREAM CONTEST. I Retnetnber, the "BUFF ALO BILL i Name ............. ................................ WEEKLY" has the greatest circulation of any OUy 07 Town. .. .... .. Y'.ur story, whether it wins a pri.u or not, h'!s a i I I I Street and No. weekly descriptive of fndian warfare ever pubHshed. St.ate. .. .. i:ice of being pubwhed, and be read throughTitle of Story .. I t he length and breadth of the Continent. .. "' .. ..

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/ BlJFFl\LO BILL ;STORIES (1'A.RGE SIZE.) Containing the Only Stories Authorized by Hon. WILLIAM F. CODY ("Buffalo 48-Buffalo Bill's Secret; or, The Trail of a Traitor. 49-Buffalo Bill's Phantom Hunt; or, The Gold Guide of Colorado Canvon. SO-Buffalo Bill's Brother in Buckskin; or, "The Redskin Lariat Rangers. 51-Buffalo Bill's Trait of the Man Tigers; or, The Doom of the Branded Hand. 52-Buffalo Bill's Bov Pard; or, Training the Buckskin Bov. 53-Buffalo Bill's Vow of Vengeance; or, The Scout's Boy A.lly. 54-Buffalo Bill and the Mad Hermit; or, finding a Lost Trail. 55-Buffalo Bill's Bonanza; or, The Clan of the Silver Circle. 56-Buffalo Bill's Mascot; or The Mystery of Death Valley. 57-Buffal o Bill and the Surgeon Scout; or, The Brave Dumb Messenger, 58-Buffalo Bill's Mvsterious Trail; or, Tracking a Hidden foe. 59-Buffe}lo Bi11 and the Masked Hussar; or, fighting the Prairie Pirates. 60-Buffalo Bill's Blind; or, Running the Death Gauntlet. 1 61-Buffalo Bill and the Masked .Driver: or. The fatal Run Through Death Canyon. 62-Buffa lo Bill's Still Hunt; or, fighting the Robber of the Ranges. 163-Bttffalo Bill and the Red Riders; or, The Mad Driver of the Overlands. 64-Buffalo Bill's Dead-Shot Pard; or, The Will-o'-the-Wisp of the Trails. 65-Buffalo Bill's Run-Down; or, The Red-Hand Renegade' s Death. 66-Buffolo Bill s Red Trail; or, f\ Race for Ranson. 67-Buffalo Bill's Bes t Bdwer; or, Calling the Turn on Deat h Notch Dick. 68-Buffalo Bill and the Gold Ghouls; or, Defying Death at Elephant Rock. 69-Buffa lo BHl' s Spy Shadower; or, The Hermit of G rand Canyon. 70-Buffalo Bill's Secret Camp; or, Trailing the Cloven Hoofs. 71-Buffalo Bilrs Sweepstake: or, Hunting .the Paradise Gold Mine. 72-Buffalo Bili and the Black Heart D esperado; or, The Wipe-Out at Last Chance. 73-Buffalo Bill's Death Charm; or, The Lady in Velvet. 7 4-Buffalo Bill's Desperate Strategy; or, The Mystery of the Cliff. 75-Buffalo Bill and the Black Mask; or, The Raffle of Death. 76-Buffalo Bill's Road Agent Round-Up; or, Panther Pete's Revenge, Back numbers always on hand. If you cannot e-et them from your, newsdealer, five cents a copy j will btin2' them to you, by mail, postpaid. I STREET & Publishers, ST., NEW YORK CITY.

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Prizes Given Away to R eaders of Boys of Ainerica 16 PAGES-FULL SIZE-ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY Five Serial Stories of Romance, Adventure, Detective, Comic and Sporting, now runnin g. The Stories are well up-to-date and written by the boys' favorite autho r s We will mention her e only o n e in yarticular e ntitle d The -Record B reakers o f the Diamond. o r t h e Alf S tar Base Ball Tout . This is a rattlin g b a se ball story, writ ten exclusively for B oys of America by the celebrated Yale Ath lete FR.ANK MERR.IWELL This is the Paper That is Oiving Away Solid Gold. NEW YORK. APRD.. S. 1102. DEAD AND DISHONORED Or, Lost in the Heart ,, MERET ELLwoo (Tiii ........ "'"'"") of New York. '-lc.i. .._ U.. nsi. .-iU1 11;. tett..l:i ud Rleucd tlM block. Tiie lllMltut wlll1 dUld n&kt -" ..._ W t.GDdlcd lli.t.lf Olli. 'f*ll &114 UiroqllU..drliballlaf bird. it.ir tli b.nihlr -WilD4. J...-a.cti-" raK u..Nt .. .u. .,.ct111Gn a wU..boJ .. Wlartact. Also Short Stories, In teresting Infonna, tion and Special De-I pi>rtemnts for young 1 men. 1 .,, I BOYS OF AMERICA I LEAGUE. If you are a reader of the BOYS OF AMER ICA you are a member of the Boys oti I America League,\ and entitled to wear the emblem of the or] d e r. One of the most attractive features of j the emblem or badge is the reproduction ofl the face of President Roosevelt from a phe togr aph taken when he was a boy. Here certainly is a typical boy of America who has worked himself up through sheer grit and pluck. PDJZES Am..,ng the recent prizes given awav to r eailers of Bovs OF AMERICA are 75 Solid Ciold Hunting Case 1'. Watches. Smaller prizes-Baseballs, Baseball Mits, I m p orted Jack Kniv es, etc. BOYS O F AMERICA'S LAST CONTEST WAS $500.00 IN GOLD DIVIDJ ;:D IN TWENTY-FIVE_ CASH PRIZES OF $20.00 EACH. .JI. "6 _Somethi(lg New in Stories, Prizes, etc. Always Appearing. THE BEST ILLUSTRATED BOYS WEEKLY. Sample Copy Sent on Application. STREET & SMITH, Publishers, New York.


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