Citation

## Material Information

Title:
Buffalo Bill's crippled crew, or, Sunflower Sam of Shasta
Series Title:
Buffalo Bill stories
Creator:
Buffalo Bill
Place of Publication:
New York
Publisher:
Street & Smith
Publication Date:
Language:
English
Physical Description:
1 online resource (30 p.) 28 cm.: ;

## Subjects

Subjects / Keywords:
Dime novels. ( rbgenr )
Western stories. ( lcsh )
Buffalo Bill -- Fiction -- 1846-1917 ( lcsh )
Genre:
serial ( sobekcm )

## Record Information

Source Institution:
University of South Florida
Holding Location:
University of South Florida
Rights Management:
All applicable rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier:
020850515 ( ALEPH )
07401027 ( OCLC )
B14-00090 ( USFLDC DOI )
b14.90 ( USFLDC Handle )

## USFLDC Membership

Aggregations:
Dime Novel Collection
Buffalo Bill Stories

## Postcard Information

Format:
Serial

Full Text

PAGE 1

A \A/EEKLY PUBLICATlON H 'l&TOFtV L SWC d Weekly. ]Jy $2.JO per year. En/end as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office /Jy S!'REET & SMITH, 2,J8 U'i!/ia111 st N. Y No. 90. Price, Five Cents. GRASPING THE HAND OF THE NOW WHITE-FACED RUFFIA N WITH HIS RIGHT HAND-, BUFFALO BILL C LUTVBED IN HIS LEFT A S\IIALL DERRINGE R PISTOL. PAGE 2 A WEEKLY PUBLICATION DEVOTED TO 60R.DER HI S.TORY Issued We..l!O: B y Subscription$2.$0 Per year. Entaed o i S S econd G1.:JSS Ma'!er a t!JC N. Y. Po?t Of}'ice, b: STREET & SMITH, 2]8 William St., N Y. Entered acc ording to Act of Congress i n lite yea r IQOJ, in t/Je Office oj lite Librun:m of c:o1lg?'ess Wasitingto1l, D. C ,, No. 90. NEW YORK, Janu ary 31, I90J. Price Five Cents. BUFFALO BILL'S CRIPPLED CREW; OR :.1 Sunflower Sam of Shastao By the author of J4BUFFALO BILL" CHAPJ:ER I. MIDWINTER IN DEATH VALLEY:. Death Valley-so called from a superstitious belief among bordennen that every explorer who entered it was doomed to die i n a mvsterious manner-was one of the dreariest, grimmest -app earing spots on the western fron tier. It was 011 the extreme border, beyond the uttermost confines of civilization, and owing to its unsavory nam'e and reputation was as bare of inhabitants as the great ) Sp.ndy Desert. \ It was shunned alike by redskin and white man, miner and settler, outlaw and honest settle r. The Western winter-an unsually cold one-bd trans formed Death Valley into a white expanse of sn0w. People on the trail through the snow to and from Y el low Dust City, a nearby mining settlement, who looked to_ward the deserted spot shuddered as they thought of l the dreadful fate that must befall any human being lost in that white wilderness I And yet there were human beings there. I What would have l ooked to a passe r by like an oddly shaRed mound of snow was in reality a retreat, half .. 1 shanty, half cave, built against a cliff-a snug shelter for men and hors es. 1 Within a fire burned brightly, the smoke escaping through a deft in the rocky wall of the cliff against which the shelter was built. Around the fire was grouped a curious-appearing.lot of men. Two of the figures that showed out in the flickering firelight we re well known to all bordermen. They were Buffalo Bill, chief of scouts-at present at tached to the frontier post of Fort Rescue, and his partner, the surgeon scout, Dr. Frank Powell. The other men, seven in number, were a sorry-looking crew. Every man of them was crippled. Some lacked :. hand and some lacked a foot. They had exidently undergone some mutilation re c e ntly, for their stumps of arms or legs were all freshly bandaged, as though the wounds were not yet quite healed. These men-who later became famous throughout the borderland as Buffalo Bill's Crippled Crew-had suffered a terrible wrong at the hands of some of the inhabitants of Yellow Dust City. They had formerl y formed a band of men known as the Blue Belt Bri! PAGE 3 I THE BUF.FALO BlLL STORIES. ( ,by the fire with a bandaged stump to indicate where his old man-Old Rhubarb is the only name I have ever right hand had been. heard him called by. Owing to a number of crimes committed in Yellow "He is a quack. He could never do suc h neat work. 2 Dust City, the Blue Belt Brigade had been ordered out of Here's sornething we might identify the doctor b y, I the town b y a body of volunteer vigilantes under th e leadthough. Did you notice whether the masked man who l ers hip of a well-known border character, who, owing to amputated your members wore a ring. the fact that his shirt was ornamented with imitation sun'By Jove! he did," cried everal of the Crippled Crew f!ower9' and that he hail ed from the neighboring settle-at once ment at Shasta, was known among the miners and fron-''It was a massive gold ring with a large ruby in it,' tie r smen as Sunflower Sam of Shasta. 1 said \\Tait 'Webster, one of the band, "and he appeared to He had ordered the B lue Belt Brigade out of town be the leader of the masked men. He had two assistants. saying that altho ugh they might not have been guilty of one who s e emed to know hat he was about and one who the crimes charged against them, that it was considered s e e med inexp e rienc e d and who shuddered when the surbest for the peace of the community. geon cut into the flesh. He had supplied the outcasts with food and blank ets "\Vas there no reason g iven for this mutilation?" bought their claim from the1n at the magnificent price of "There was," said Burt Boyd. "They told us that they$100,000, and although several desperadoes led by a were punishing u s for our crimes, and that they were tough citizen named Sca l plock Sam had order s till giving us a chance for life/' to curry favor with the better element in the settlement" Did none of his men raise a word against his act?" that the Blue Belts be hung, they had been permitted to asked Buffalo Bill. star.t off with their money. . ''Not one, sir, that any of u s were aw<1.n; o_f?" They had headed for Death Valley, being forl:iidden to "You were fifteen in number?" go to any settlement. "Yes, s ir." they had been overtaken by a band of masked "Now you are seven?" men w!'lO, robbmg them of all they had, mutilated then-1 ' Yes, Mr. Cody. as has been told and Jeff fhem to die in a blizzard which "Eight of u s have gone under." was the sad reply had come up. "\Veil, we will talk it all over to-1i1orrow, again, and : They woultj have died had not Buffalo Bill discovered see if we cannot happen upon other clews, for I shall go t hem in the sn9w and fo11ght his way to Fort Rescue in from here to Yellow Dust City. order to get provisions for them. "And to-morrow I will have something to tell. you all, He. with abundant supplies and accompanied by Frank and we can compare notes,., said Buff alp Bill, a nd soon Powell, had returned to the aid of. the seven members of after all had turned in for the night. t he Blue Belt Brigade who remainecL alive, eight having did from their hardships. In spite of the cold and snow. the two scouts made the seven poor outcasts comparativ ely comfoi;table in t he shelter they had hui lt for them. Then they started o 'ut questioning them in order to find out if pos sible the identity of the masked men \vho had committed the of maiming as well as robbing them. Both felt that whatever the crime of the injured men had been, they deserved no such punishment a!; had been upon them. Both felt that it was their duty as government scouts to brin'g to justice the l\1en who had done such an outrage, "How many men wei e there in the party that robbed you?" asked Frank P9'!'ell of Burt Boyd, the leader of the Crippled Crew. . "Twenty-seven," said Boyd, "and they were all thor oughly masked," "Ha.!" exclaimed .Buffa !? Bill. "the .same day that I found these outcasts 111 the snow I also' discovered another party of men lost in the blizzard. They said that they w : ere min e rs that they had got1e on a prospecting trip and that they had lost their way in the snow. I g uid ed them to Yellow Dust City. They were just twenty-seven in number." "'The work of amputation done on the.5e men," said Dr. Frank Powell, "is the work of a skilled surgeon. Is there any such in Yellow City!''' "Yes," said Burt Btfyd, "-there is a doctor there -:--an CHAPTER It. A SECRET TO TELL. Kew life had been infused into the band of Blue Belts by the coming of Surgeon Powell and Buffalo Bill, the supply of food and the warm clothing theyhad receivt1d. The dressing of their wounds, and tfle that was now before thern, inspired the sufferers so that they ap peared like different men the ne;x:t morning "This cabin is all very wel l pards, for a makeshift, but not for a winter abode. "It will be the very place for the horses, bt not for you. "I can swing an ax pretty wel1, and we'll set to work upon a cabin at once, said Buffalo INJ. Go o d trees were selected and quickly felled by the scout, his way of ' swinging an ax pretty well, ' as he has exp r ess e d it. winning the admiration of all . The men who .had been l eft their legs intact amon g the Blue Belts drag g e d the Jogs to the side Qf the cliff. where Surgeon Powell wa busy building a chimney of rocks. By noon the chimney was finished, enoug-h logs had been cut for the cabin and all was going rapi c!ly, the men who had their arms, but were minus a leg, making rude tables and benches In the afternoon the cabin was put up, Save \he .roof. The next day the chink s between the logs were closed with clay, 'Small saplings formed the roof, and then pine straw thatched it t h oroughlyagainst leaking.

PAGE 4

PAGE 5

4 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "They were not." J "They would hardly be1 when they expected no one to see them. "But they had on masks. Several of the men riding in the rear put masks on to protect their faces from the bit-ing cold." "That s ettl e s it, sir. "I pre tend e d not to notice the masks." "And y ou guided them to Yellow Dust, Mr. Cody?" Yes twenty-five of them, for two perished with the cold be fo re we reached there: "Yon found out who they were, then?" ;;l did not stop at the Golden Arms, the hotel where they put up, but rode to the cabin of Sule Ross, the principal s torekeeper, and got some supplies before going on." "You took chances to go 01)." .. I knew where I could halt in Cave Canyon for the night and be that far on my way, for af1er meeting those men I dared not go out of Yellow Dusf'with supplies, as I at first thought of doing, not to ha:ve you wait so long. r made the ride to the fort all right, though but for these shelt e rs on the way I would nev e r have gotten there, and I killed my two horses in doing so / "No other man would have gone through," said Boyd e arnestly. "Well, few are as tough as I am, and can stand as much cold. "But to' tho s e men?" "vVell, sir?" "I t oo k particular pai ns to jot down each face in my n1en1or v "Ah i "Of course, they were all muffled up head and ears, s o I could not tell the color of their hair. even. "But I ears and what distinguishing marks I could, their voices and horse!S, and I am sure I could pick a fourth of them out trouble. "The others I will have to 11'iake sure of in some o ther way "Do you intend to try to find them out, sir?" I intend to spot each and e v ery man. "If they drove you out as outlaws, th e y mi.1s t be hunted down as wholesale murderers, for the y have caused the d e ath of over half vour band. "They did not fight you op e nly, manfull y but sought Indian-like, to murder you by the most cruel torture. "I saved their lives, so I have a hold upon them, and each one of that band I shall know and bring to justice." Buffalo Bill spoke in a manne r that showed he was cieeply moved. He had entered upon the trail of justice with a will to reach its encl. at once aro. se, and, stretching forth his hand, said : l "l\Ir. Cody the cause that you have taken upon y o ur s elf to champi o n in the name o f justice is our cause and all revenge aside, we make you our l eader, for, at; officer of the armY_, yo_u cannot lead simply an avenging crusade; l ;JUt we will a:d you, and what vou can and will acc o mplish w ill be far more than avenging our wrongs." "I accept the charge, men, anti. I say woe be unto those wl;? perpetrat ed the f .x;l wrong 1,1pon you!" And I not only say amen. to this, but I am with ) y9 u on this trail to stay to see the bitter end, for such a crime shall not go unwhipped of justice, no, not a"'ainst an Indian should it, declared Frank Powell, who s at an atte ntive listener to all that ]1ad been said and whose whol e s ympath y was with the w retched ren{nan t of the b0:nd of Blue Belt.s, be thei r sins in the past \vhat they might. CHAPTER IV'. A BOLD VENTURE. Buffalo Bill prov e d to be a good w eather profit, k>r tht> wmd to howl mournfully .during the night, and w hen mormng came a first-class blizzard was in full progress The \ V ind was blowing at a seventy-mile-anhour force, the snow was, falling in blinding sheets, and the animals in the f<;>rrner cabin had cause to congratulate the1 elves that their maste rs had moved to other quarters. The scout was out early to look to their c omfort, t h ey w e re led to water, the n fed, and the shantv closed to the piercing tempest and intruding snow. In tb e cabin the fir e blazed cheerilv and ove r and over again the Blue Belts thanked Buffalo "mu for his thoughtfulnes s for them. ''I b e lieve we would have had a hard time in the shapty, though we were so much better, by contrast, w itb what we had suffered w e did not know how bad it was," said Bur t B oy d. The driving and insim.lating snow quickly showed the men where the weak points of the new cabin were, and th ey s o o n had them remedied. A g o o d breakfast followed and then there was nothin g to d o but t a lk away t h e long, long, weary day. 1Surgeo n Powell had kill e d a c o u ple of wild turi
PAGE 6

PAGE 7

PAGE 8

THE BUFFAL O BILL STORIES 7 Silent, with only a word now and then in cheery tones to. th'e .men not to give up. the brave daughter of a brave soldier sat in het looking anything like the lovely girl and graceful form she was, enveloped in blank ets and bear robes. Stei:i1 and fearful, not for himself. but for his daughter and 1tl1e inen. General Easton rode by her side, while, with a cheerv call to his soldiers from time to time, the never despairing and dashing Captain Charlie Adams brought up the rear. Next ,to the indomitable guide rode Frank Powell, his stern voice now and then heard in a word of. cheer to the men. An hour went bv, then another hour, and all knew that the ridge must be ;1ear, if Buffalo Bill was right. If Buffalo Bill was wrong, all equally well knew that Cleath was near. Another ten mim1tes and a shadowy mass appeared ahead. "We have crossed the plain. There is a range of hills ahead of us," said Buffal o Bill, in tones as modest as thongh he had not proven him self a hero. the king of the blizzard, indeed But the men had heard . and a wild yell rose on the roar of the storm, and tears dimmed many as they fell. \ CHAPTER VII. T:HE r :AST STRUGGLE. A halt was made ; but only for a moment; Buffalo Bill had struck a ridge : _but h e wished to see by his surround ings just where . A moment's glance showed him, and he moved on along the range. A short ride. and he turned into the foothills, over i.rro;,n with c e dars, which protected all from the knifelike ,utting. of the A few moments more and they .entered a narrow can yon, ,where was a small stream, hut was now frozen hard. l.'nder the lee of a cliff there was no snow. the cedars grew lhick. d ea d and logs lay about. and Buf .falo Bill i>prang frmn his saddl e calling ont: "Cathe:wood, men. and r1uickly. 'Come. don't be snails ., The-order \vas needed for the half-frozen men moved abo u wit h difficulty. A tire was soon kinilled. then another and another, the s cout going from one to the other. while Surgeon Powell on some of tl e !11el1 in gathering wood, others in cutti_ng holes in the ice and getting water to put on to boil and aiso the ir hor ses could drink. .. -The horses vvcre led into the thicket, watered. blank eted and given a feed of :!4Tai 11. Coffee pots were ori boiling, s t e aks of venison were broili k g also bac o n, and crackers \\ ere warming. The men began to get thawed. :\t fire apart and well sheltered. May Easton was cn joyii:ig the scene, Jor she was not as cold as the others. so warmly had she be e n wrapped. Captain came s oon with a sdTdier, an
PAGE 9

PAGE 10

PAGE 11

IO THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. ''Certainly." ''\.Vill vou start now, saying you will go to Ca Ye Can yoi1 to-night?" 1 "v\Thy ," yes; yet I don' t see t h e reason, for I am g,l,iid e nough to get a night in camp h ere ''True, sir; but the reason is that I b e liev e a sto rm wiil se t in b efo re three days, and it wou l d be w ell to be n ear t lit'! fort when it begi1is." "I have no fear with yo u along, Cody." "But 1 am not to r eturn with you, sir;" "Ah!', L em Todcl will carry you back all sir, and I brought him a l o n g fo r that purpos e."' "I-l c is a g-oocl sco ut Cody; but why do you remain?" "I wish to do so o n a little matter o f business, captain which I cannot ex p l ain now s ir.!' 'You know b est, I will, of course leave this afte rnopn, especially as you do not go with u s .>Jow to the other reason, s ir. ".\.11. yes; there were two, yo u sa icl." I don't exacth like several movements I have see n h ere and I will fo ilow the coach, for I deem it important." ''Theu I should do so bv all means "It w ou ld be u se less, s.ir, for did yo u have you men no move wou ld b e made a ga inst the coach. ''But \'OU?" '\Vil( l eave the camp with you, s ir on the Fort Trail, cut across with you, sir, and several 111en to the s t age trail. when several miles out from h ere, and be ready to "1.id if aid i s n eeded "Yes, that is all ri g ht. "If an attac k i s made on the coach, sir, it will b e within hvcntv miles of thi s camp, for men will not remain out at night .t his weather, and ti1ey would wis h to O'et back or to some r et r eat they know of. ''By sta rtin g at once. sir, we; can be o n their trail, cutting across, as I s ald, from tlie Fort Trail. and the work clone, I can g ui de yo u across to the Cave Canyoi1 to night. "Cody, I am in your hands ; so say what ')'O U wish, and I will give the "Th e n tell the co lo11el that; _fearin g bad w e ather, you have decided to start at once." ''I'll do i t." The colonel looked sad, ind eed, h e l e arned the i ti t ention of Captain Adatns, and wh e n the bugler so unded the bugle to call the all the men of the camp h ea rin g came ori the juri.1p. -.. The result was a crowd
PAGE 12

PAGE 13

PAGE 14

PAGE 15

PAGE 16

PAGE 17

PAGE 18

TH-E BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 17 This showed that his idea was that the stars would be '. "Yes, and it will b e as cold as Greenland," said Sule Ross, who added, quickly: comes a gang ,.o:ii tnen." He opened the door for them and invited them in. There ',\'ere five of them, and had come for him to open the store and sell them some buffalo robes and blankets. They eyed the Indian curiou sly, aske d Buffalo Bill what brought. him back and followed Sule Ross into the st9re to make their purcl)ases. He let them out the store door, and returned in half an hour, to report that the presence of Death Hand wo\lld be all over the camps by night. "They seem to think we are hiding him here and when I told them who he was, boldly said that they would let the people knovv. "I told them then that you intended to bring him up to the colonel 's at ni ght, and ask for men to go with you to-morrow to bury his dead braves." "That was the very thing to t ell them, Sule, and I will take him up with me to-night." "I'll be there, and I hope there will flat be troubl e." "So do I," was the quiet repl y, and th e n, glancing out of the window, Buffalo Bill continued: "The storm is over, Sule." After a good s upper the Indian chief ex pre ssed perf e ct willingn ess to with the scout, Sule Ross having opened his store for sales, but promised to be on hand at the Colonel's Game He gave Buffalo Bill a hint that men in the store had talked angrily about Death Hand being in camp, and the scout replied: I shall take the bull by the horns at the outset and stimcl no nonsen se, Sule." "I knovv that, an d i,t i s best; but, look out 'for a felr low known as Scalplock Sam, for he is a bad one, and he has four equally as bad backers." I'll keep an eye on Scalplock, Sule," was the reply. Soon after, with the Indian decorat e d in his war bon net, Buffalo Bill started through the snow to the Goiden Arms. The colonel met him most cordially, asked why he had not come to the Golden Arms as his guest, and then listepe d with int e nse surpris e to his report of tpe attack on the coach by Chin-Chin Jim and four comrades. "We missed him, yet supposed he was snowed in at some of the cabins. But you astound me, Mr. Cody, at what you tell me, for I dicj not regard him as a road agent. The Secret Vigilantes must look sha rp. "Why, this will give Yellow Dust City a bad black eye, to have a general of the army attacked, at1d with his daughter, too. It is too bad, too bad an
PAGE 19

PAGE 20

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. CHAPTER XVIII. T 0 0 QUICK F O R HIM. The men in the saloon had been watchful, yet qui e t. All knew that Buffalo Bill had ri g ht on his side. But the troublesome element wanted excitement, so they nagged Scalplock Sam o n. Encouraged by the whisp e rs about him, he sai d : "I don't want no trouble with a government officer, though yer being Buffalo Bill has no terrors f e r me; but I tells yer now that I intends ter hang thet Injun this ni g ht." This was an avowed chail e nge. How would Buffalo Bill take it? His reply was in the sam e unmoved tones in which he had before spok e n : 'Here he is; come and take him; only don t forget th::. t I shall try to protect him." "That means that it's between you and me." "As you please." "I'll clip ther Injun fust and then attend to you." "As O U please." Scalplock drew his revolver To the surprise of those about him, when Buffalo Bill rose from his seat he already had his weapon in his hand. As the scout ro s e D e ath Hand did the same. Calm, wholly unaffected by his surroundings the Indian chief faced his foe. He h e ld no we a pon, showed none. The crowd could but admire his splendid nerve. "Does you intend ter shoot me if I pulls trigger on thet redskin?" demanded Sc a lplock. "No." "I thou g ht yer dasn't." "I intend to kill y ou if you make a move to fire at him." Scalplock was a little nonplused at this. The scout had his revolv e r in better position to use it quickly than had the camp terror. So the rou g h said : "Then it seems I must down you fust, ther redskin afterwarp." "As you please. It is a matter of indifference to either the chief or myself which dies first." The crowd laughed, and Scalplock was but the more disconc e rted. The colonel, Sule Ross, and Carl vVaring were watch ing the situation with painful interest. The colonel was fearful that the scout mi g ht be killed in his saloon, and he dreaded the r e sult. Yet he dared not interfe r e in the quarrel where but two men faced each other. .,, Carl vVaring was anxious to see Scalplock Sam killed and he cherished the idea that the scout was the man do it. Sule Ross was more nervous than had he been in Buffalo Bill's shoes. He loved the scout as a brother and he knew that Scalplock was a very dangerous foe. Still, the storekeeper had confid e nce in Buffalo Bill's ability to take care of hims e lf. He knew by the calmness of the scout that he was in a dangerous humor, though he never would shoot to kill a man unless driven to it. Shasta_ Sp
PAGE 21

PAGE 22

THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 2I store, and I will tell them that I discovered ten of their 1oes-in fad, can account for eleven, and know where tq put m.y hand upon ten more." 'You are Slire of these te n men?" "Yes, sure." 'It was quick work."' "I keep my eyes open, Sule, and have spotted these men, beyond a doubt!'' "And I can spot the othe r six." "You must do more, Sule." How?" "You don't know the men I have spotted?" 'No." "Then spot the sixteen, so there can be no mistake."' "Yes, in one way and another I can find them out, ncvei: fear, eac h and all of them." "Do so. Jot down their names and have them so yo u can point them out to me at a moment's notice. "You see I take more supplies to my crippled cre\v now, because I
PAGE 23

PAGE 24

i THE BUFFALO BiLL S TORIES. 2 J "Listen to this, iny frie11ds O ver a:. ht\ndtecl men were about the im patient to kno w the mear iing of what they saw b efore them to kn o w what story that paper t o ld. In a loud, di s ti n c t v oice the c olo nel r ead the lin es w ritt e n to him b y B u ff alo Bill. and a l o ud murmur ran t h roug h the crb wd. "This is a case fo r t h e S ecre t \'ig ilant es, col o nel. J thin k so Sam. " N o n ee d o f a trial.., 'l\on e." ''Btr ffal o Bill' s l ette r c ondemns him and se n t ence s him." "CertainlY "Let u s f1ang him the n," and the Shasta Sport spoke in a m a t te r-of-fact way tha t was t e rrible to the p oor wretc h "I h a rdl y thi n k B u ff al o B ill could have wis h e d his ktt e r thus construed," said S ul e R oss H e t ells the s t o r y o f this m an's guilt." Y cry true, but d id n o t s uggest h a n g in g him. ':.Jo t b e in g h e re himself hi s l ette r stands a s a wit n ess again s t thi s inte nd e d mmcl e r e r and 1 say hang him "He c erta i n l y i s g uilt y,' assumed the c o l o n el. "I d o n o t d e ny that, but h e i s the last o f hi s gan g, and so le t hi m go a t that, nrged S ul c R oss ":\kn. d o y o u not say t h is man s h ould h a n g that Yellow Dust itY would b e t h e b ette r off fo r i t, a n d i t se r ve as a n exampl e and w arning that w e will not t o l erat e la w l essness a n d n1urde r h e re?" S unfl o w e r a m thus appea l e d t o the crowd. The r e a n s w e r ed him a ro a r o f affirmati ves "What i f h e had kill e d t ha t Indian chief? Why, w e would have h a d in th e sprin g tho u sands of warrio r s h e r e i o avenge hin1. W ha t i f h e h a d kill e d B uff a l o Bill, the g r eat army s c out? W h y we \Yo u I d have. a m ili tary p os t plante d 1ig ht h e r e '.\ L e n thi man m u s t h a n g !'' This see nied the opinion of a ll. and t h e word s of t h e Sh as t a Sport rai sed yells a t o n ce t o h a n g him :Ha n g him !'' "He it!'' "'It w ill be a good exam ple ... -'Buffalo B ill treated hin i whi te la s t n i ght, a nd the n that fellow wa n te d t o kill him. The3e we r e the cri es, and the r e wa s n o t a di ssenting voic e n o w sav e t he' vict im's. l oud, ly fo r me r cy. and begged for hi s life for a f ew clays. The cr o wd w as deaf to e n t r ea t y, a n d, th oroughly in f m iat ec\ n ow, they dragged him fr o m hi s horse. and t e n 1ninutes a fte r h e w as sw in g ing i n m id air, having b ee n d rawn up b y man y willing h ands ove r the l imb of a tree th a t had serve d tim e an d a g ain b efo r for a g all o w s and J iad th e \James of the hang-cc! o n es cut into the bark of the trunk. The Stalplock S a m g a r i g h a d b ee n wi ped out! C HAPT E R X XIJL l)f \ '1DED T R .\lLS B uffal o B ill rode o n rapi dly afte r l e av ing-the sce n e ,.,f l he a m bu s h H i s face was stern set, h is eyes burning,' for t h e s c enes he had bee n forced into dur i n g the p as t iwel v e h o urs cut him to the quick. It was a terrib le thing to take huma n lif e ev e n in s elfdefense. Afte r a brisk canter of several mi l e s ove r the plain, w hi c h t h e w inds had swept o f the snow, h e drew rein a n d w ent at a low pace. I-Ic did n o t ca r e t o o v ertax the h o r ses H e knew t hat it was a g oo d tw o d ays' r i d e t o the l11clian :village and c cjuall y that far to the camp of b is Cri ppled'' Crew. H e had in h is mind a place whe r e h e could camp for t h e ni ght, where man and b e a s t could find fairl y good s h e l t e r fr-0111 t h e c o ld. The n h e and the c h ief w o ul d go separate ways, and' e ac h w o u l d strive t o r e ach hi s d estinat i o n b e fo re anothe r ni g ht. In s pite o f his c o nfid ence in the Indian. h e did n b t care t o l e t him know jus t where he was going. B y the trail he was t h en following h e co ul d, b y a wid e tlank movemi;:nt go to t h e fort; and so h e l e t the c h i ef b e l i eve that h e was goi n g there, but to p i ck up some o f h is sco u ts o n t h e \va y . It would not do to let the Indian know that t h e r e was a band o f c r ippl e d palefac e s n o t se v enty -fiv e mil e s fro m t h eir v ill a g e Though th e chi e f mi ght be quare. th e r e w e r e y o11ng btic'k s i n hi s t r ibe who w o u l d very qui ckl y g o hunting fo r the sca lp s o f the c rippled m e n in s pite of t h e sevete winte r . As th e y r o d e togethe r t hat clay th e s c out did all i ; 1 hi s pow e r t o l e t t h e c h ief k n_o,, th<;lt t h e pal e face s a s numerou s as the leaves o f the tree s t hat th eir village s w ere scatte r e d over t hoi.1 sands o f m i l es, a n d that i t wou l d be b es t fo r h i m and his p eo p le to bury t l 1 e hatchet and liv e iii p ea c e with th e m Pi.cl t he y n o t c \ o so it would b e a contin u al warfare, and many o f hi s braves would b e kill e d bi s villa g e s cle s troy G d 1 and t h e y .;,oulcl b e driven furthe r a nd furtJ:g:r fro1 h t h eir hunti1 1 g g r buncls. The chi e f lis t e n e d as o n e who r cafize d that t h e sco u t t o ld the trut h ai}d s p o k e fo r h is good At l a s t h e sai d-: .. M e thi}ik heap talk lit t l e Me n o fo rget. G r eat \ V hit e C hief talk s with s f r w i ght t ongue D eath Hand h i s brothe r -and h e bro t h e r of D e a t h Hand." T h e scout was plea s ed with th! rl'lttch co n c es s i on: fronr the p o w e rful l eacl<:r o f a big t;ri bc It. m eant a g r eat deal. The r i d e all .day was a bit t e r c old o n e a nd bo th ;md riders f e lt it: but t oward s un se t t h e s c out turne d i'nt-0 0 n e of t h os e s h e lt e red c edar-dad v a l leys s o frequenfl y found in t h e wilcl1',of the W es t a s thoug h Nature had p lac e d th e m th e r e fo r s uff e rin g humanity. T h et'e was a sfre arn there, t hGt1g h it \ v a s fro zen s olid, and a s h eltered ca m ping-pl a c e 'for me n and h o r se among so m e b o w l d e r s The pack saclcll es rub b e r b lanke t s and so1i1e C ( idar. hon g l L Buff a l o B ill cut m a d e a r etreat for t h e tw o m e n ;ind pin e shaw was piled up am o n g th e roc k s fo r the h o r ses whi c h w e r e a l so secure h blanke t ed A fire was built: th e was the coo k a11d, h a vin g killed a fine d ee r befor e campin g, h e had a sup11er t hat \\ a m os t acc eptable; aft e r the lot1g ha'rd ride of o,;e r fifty mile s

PAGE 25

THE BUFF BILL STORIES. Smoking their pipes after supper, the two comrades, so strangely brought together, wrapped themselves in their blankets, and were soon fast asleep. The sun was rising when they awoke, and a good breakfast followed, with another good feed of grain for the horses. Then it was mount and away, and after several miles the scout halted. Pointing down the valley, he said: "I go this way, chid. You keep this mountain trail to your vi_llage." "Me know." / "You will get there by night, I guess, and your people will be glad to see you." "Heap glad." "You can tell them that the palefaces are their friends, if they will let them be, and to think of them so, and not let a few bad white men turn them against us. ''We have been foes, chief, for I have followed your trail, and you have followed mine; but we are friends now, brothers. Good-by!" The bronze-like face of the Indian became mobile; its hardness softened ; its stern features revealed the heart away back under the broad breast, and, grasp ing the of Buffalo Bill, as though unable to utter a word, he rode away in silence. For some time the scout watched him, vet he never looked back, but steadily plodded on his trail, leading his t\ pack horses and the pony after him in single file. CHAPTER XXIV. THE ARRIVAL. Buffalo Bill watched the Chief Death Hand until he was out of sight, and then mused : "Well, he has been an uncompromising foe of the whites, but has always fought us hard and asked nb mercy, shown none. "But now he has seen that the whites are his friends, if he will allow them to be, and after his treatment in Yellow Dust City, he will change his views. "I am hoping for this to lay the foundation of peace with the mountain tribes, and if it does not I will be greatly mistaken and disappointed as well. "Now to push on to the camp of my Crippled Crew, for I do not. care to be caught out to-night without shelter. "Come, horses, it is a hard ride, but good quarters and a long rest when you get there." .r . So saying, the scout pressed on his way, at a pace he knew the i1ors.es could hold. -He had never been over that part of the country be fore, but his great experience prevented him from feeling any uneasiness as to his ability to find his way. His horses were beginning to feel the strain, for he did not halt at noon fearing the cold would stiffen the animals, when he came upon a: landmark he knew. It was the spot where came upon the trail of the crippled fugitives. The sun was then nearing the horizon, and the wind was rising, betokening another storm, so he was glad / to feel that in half an hour he would reach the camp of the maimed Soon after the canyon came into view, and there, curling up along the side of the cliff, he saw the smoke from the cabin. The Crippled Crew were yet alive; and more, they were cooking their supper, for the odors of broiling bacon came to him on the wind blowing down the deep mountain rift. Next the cabin came in sight, and he saw a man, with one wooden leg, swinging an ax in a very good way for one who had been so maimed onlv a few weeks before. "Ho, Captain Boyd, that is doing well for a cripple !" I The woodcutter dropped his ax, hopped to a tree, where leaned his rifle, and turned quickly. "Why, Mr. Cody! You startled me, I can tell you. "Ho, men, Buffalo Bill is here !" His voice rang out, and the men hastened out of the cabin. They came with a cheer, too, a:nd crowded around the scout . greeting him as their preserver and best friend. "I brought you some more supplies, sooner than I ex pected, and as I came along I killed two deer. How are you all?" ''All alive, sir, and doing splendidly. Those who lost a foot are using home-made wooden legs, and those who lost a hand are doing the hunting and moving about work. for the outfit. "But Surgeon Powell is not with you, sir?" "No, I left him at the fort, and guided General Easton over to Yell ow Dust City, so I came from there." "Any news there, Mr. Cody?" .. "Yes, Boyd, considerable. vVe will talk it over to night, for there are men there who are most anxious as to your fate." "You d.id not tell them, sir?" asked Bert Boyd, with a tone and look of anxiety. : .Not a word. They think you all must have per isl}ed in t11e storms. "Y oti see, as a band, they thought it would be well to. hit the Blue Belts first and hard, and so you were the sufferers. "But' they did not accomplish all they expected, as other lawless acts have followed." "Yes, they did not get the right ones," said Boyd, bit terly. "Not altogether. There are a few of the lawless ment still left in Yellow Dust City as I can vouch for, th,ough there has been another thinning out, let me tell you, of five in one lot, then five in another." ,"Who were they, sir?" "The first five were Chin-Chin Jim and four men, three of whom were killed and two are prisoners at the fort." "They are guilty, as I know." "Then Scalplock Sam and his four comrades came next." "Good They were a. hard quintette and richly de served hanging." "I will tell you it to-night, for now I wish to look after my well-nigh used up horses, and get these supplies indoors, for it seems I have bnmght a storm with : me," and Buffalo Bill pointed to the darkening skies.

PAGE 26

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 2 5 CHAPTER XXV. ACCOUNTED FOR. I _.Seated in the comfortable cabin of the Crippled Crew, smoking his pipe after a very hearty supper, Buffalo Bill listened to the howling winds and driving sleet without, and congratulated himself upon having reached such good quarters of the storm. He also wondered if the Indian chi ef had reached his village ahead of the storrri, though h e felt no anxiety regarding him, as he knew it would not be severe enough to check him on the way when he was so near his people. The Crippled Crew were as pleased as a lot of school boys at the arrival of the scout, and listen ed to his story of his adventures since he left with the greatest of interest. "There is one consolation, at least, for us, Mr. Cody." "What is it, Bovd ?" "Why, if it had not been for our misfortunes, you would not have found General Easton and his party, and consequently they would have perished in that blizzard.'' ''That is true, and a cheerful way of looking at it, too. "But now Jet me tell you of the happenings at Yellow Dust City and give you all another grain of comfort, too, for had it not been for your exile and s uffering s I would not have found Death Hand, the Indian chief, d.ving in the snow,'saved his life, and, I hope, laid the foundation ther eby for a peace between bis tribe and the whites. "He came w ith me part of the way upon my journey 1-:re, and r et urn s to his people with a strange sto ry to tell of the palefaces who were his foes." "I hope. sir, he does not know we are here. "No, indeed!" "You see, we have suffered so much and are not ye t accustom ed to b eing crippled, so it makes us timid," Boyd explained. "I do not wonder at it in the l e ast. Then Buffalo Bill went over all the happenings at Y el low Dust City, the men all most attentive, and now and then making conun ents and asking questions. ' Do you go back to Dust City from here, sir!" asked Bo yd, after a significant glance around at his comrades. "No, I shall go to the fort from here. "And when will yo u return here, sir?" "I will leave when the weather permits, remain at .the fort until I can get a chance to return here between st,0-rms, and Surgeon Powell will accompany me. "We >vill also bring horses needed, and come prepared to take you away, for I do not think, now you are all im proving so rapidly, there is any need of your r emaining here all the winter. -"The fact is, I will need you, Boyd, and I feel that I can guide you away between the storms.'' "\rVhere do you w ish us to go, sir?" "To Yellow Du st City.'' The Crippled Crew lo o ked at each other in a stra nge way, and then Boyd asked: '' \Ve will be under your protection, sir?" "Yes, and Surgeon Powell 's." ''\Ve -.,,viii go, sir." "YOU will also be under the protection of ;itorcl
PAGE 27

26 -THE BUFFALO BILL STOR IES. CHAPTER XXVI. THE CRIPPLED CREW'S SECRET. What it could be that Bert Boyd was so, anxious to make known to him Buffalo Bill could not guess. He saw that the leader and his men certainly )1ad .-something which they deemed of great importance to communicate. "See here, Boyd, let me sa) this to you, that if you are going to tell me anything to incriminat_ e yourselves, - were always around. "We .played carcfs f _or a purpose, yet almost in \ra.riabfy successfol. . . "We kept together because we chd not care for and so were too strong for any few desperadoes to p i ck a quarrel w ith or jump u pon, except in several cases. an.cl then we came out on top. -'"I have heardthat your band was t horoughl y organized, and more-that you were a very dangerous )ot. Boyq smiled and replied : 1 "Far more sir, than any man m Yell ow IJ)ust City for a moment fo1aginecl." "They. se@med to have sized you up very well, Boyd." t "No, sir, not in the slightest degr ee. vVhy ; Mr. Cody, )yith .;;i.11 your cleverness you do not know us as "e really are:'' Buffalo Bill shook his he 'a
PAGE 28

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. Seeing that Buffalo Bill was wholly astonished, went on: "You see, Mr. Cody, we did not intend to be trapped in any way. \Ve brought no sign or badge, paper, or anything to vouch for us; but you may have heard of Boyd Burton." ''Yes, I have, for I knew of him through an army fficer who got him to do some important detective work for him several years ago." \ "Well, I am Boyd Burton, ann Powell, and that officer was also greatly surprised at what the scout had to tell him. "Of course, I am with you, Bill," he said, "with yoi.y if it leads to death!" The next day it was a tall< with Captain Charlie Adams, and he being also let into the secret, said: "I shall take forty men with me, at least, Cody, and

PAGE 29

THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. you can just tell me wheu to be there, and depend upon it we will be .. So it was arranged, and, after a week spent at the fort, Buffalo Dill and Surgeon Powell left one morning early j11st after a clea1;ng-up of the weather. and started on the trail to the camp of the exiled detectives. They carri d with them extra horses, and made the ride by easy stages, stopping the first night at the stockade cabin. The day after their departure Captain Charlie Adams and forty men, not including a lieutenant, started for the cabin, there to stop a couple of days, another two at the Cave Canyon, and then to push on to Yel!O\y Dnst City. Should the weather come on to storm, then it. was un derstood that the captain and his men would retreat to the stockade cabin. and the night of the second day after the clearing up they would ride into Yellow Dust City. for Buffalo Bill had arranged to get there about that time. Buffalo Bill and Surgeon Powell made the camp of the Crippled Crew the second day after leaving the fort, ar riving at noon. They were greeted with the greatest cordiality. Examining his patients. Surgeon Powell found th<'m all in good condition. and said that they were fuliy able to take the long ride. But as the weather was threatening again. it was de.. tided to remain in camp until it cleared again before starting. This was accordingly clone, and \\'h en the wc;:i.thcr cleared the start was made. The men had b ecome accustomed to the loss of their limbs and' got along better than the scout had anticipated they would. It was midnig-ht of the third cla\' that thev came in sight of the ligl1ts qf Yellow Dust City. \Vithout attractipg the attention of any one; in fact, uot being seen by any one, they rode into the yard of Sulc Ross, and Buffalo Dill, having ridden on ahead, had prepared for their welcome. Their horses were soon put. away, and they had co1n fortable quarters in the hous e of the storekeeper. "A troop of cavalry arrived at the Golden Arms not half an hour ago." announced Sule Ross. "That is all right, Ross; it is part of the programme. ::\ow tell me what else vou knO\\'." ''Every man of that -band, Bill. I'll go up to the to-night and have him call the people to a meet ing at noon, and then yo u can strike your blow," v\'as the answer. CHAPTER XXIX. BUFF.\LO BJLL CONF,RONTS THE kI.'
PAGE 30

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 29 gansof cutthroats that ever disgraced even a mining camp." Stjll grasping the hand of the now white-faced Sam, with his right handi Buffalo Bill clutched in his left a small derringer pistol, a most t err. ible weapon at dost: quarters, the muzzl e pointed toward the sport. Though he had turned deadly pale, the man from Shasta remained outwardlv calm. He cou l d not release his hand from the He dared no t make a move with his disengaged hand to draw his r evo lv e r. The crowd had seen and heard wha was sa id bv Buf falo Bill and were gatpering fast about, them, though not a man had been very near when they first met Among those appearing were the colonel, Carl vVaring and Sule Ross. As Ross came up.Buffalo Bill gave th e order: "Put the steels upon him, Ross!" Instantly the storekeeper obeyed, and the Sunflower Sport was manacled and disarmed at the same tinte. "See here, Cody, a joke can be carried too far,' pro tested the sport. ''This is no joke, Shasta, as you w<:tll r ea lize. The law has got you fast at last.'' "Colonel, what does this outrage mean?" demanded the sport. scrutinizing the crowd. Buffalo Bill looked toward Sule Ross, who said in a low tone: "All here, chief !" The scout saw that about half the population of Yellow Dust City were there, and the other half were coming as fast as they could make their way .. CHAPTER XXX. TH'!:: EVIL SPIRIT OF IT ALL. A\$ the crowd gathered out of the Golden Arms came Captain Charlie Adams, and his men imm ed iately began to form around the multitude but not pressing tO\\.arcl the center, but passing on the outer edge of the crowd. Then, at a sign al from Ross. the scout said in his terse way: 'Men, I have struck at your idol, it is true, but I know what I am about, and I accuse him first of being a murderer, robber and from justice, one who planned and led the work in the Phcenix Bank burglary, of which many of you have h e ard. "It is fai;;e !" yelled the disarn1ecl sport. "!t is true. That, however is but a part of his crirpln;'.11 rec9rd, a minor part. Well born and bred, he went wrong early in life from the innate deviltry in his nattll'e. He is ::n adept forger. and an expert counterfeiter of Gnited States money-;--hold "The man who attempts to leave this crowd will be shot dead!" The movement of men in the assmbled host to draw toward the outer edge of t!1e circle was checked by this warning. Then Buffalo !}ill resumed : "Now to the record niea. of this man from Shasta, aS' he calls himself. He is not from Shasta at all ; that dodge \Yas merely one of his blinds. He has here in Gold Dust City his whol e outfit for counterfeiting government n;oney, and his accomplices are in this very crowd. 'Suspecting the detectives were here upon his track, he organized the S e cret Vigilantes, and at once began to trump up charges against certain men. "Bis first blow fell upon the Blue Belts, and he deceived Colonel Camp, Sule R oss, Carl \ Varing and other good men and true, who associated with him as vigilantes to fre e the camp fr o m rogues and preserve the peace. It \Vas by his trickery and v ile lies that the band of fifteen men were exiled from this camp. ''The charges against them were utterly false and devil ish, for these very men, Burt Boyd and his Blue Belts. actually were government detectives here for the purpose of entrappi n g this human devil and his numerous fol lowers. "He had in his band, including himseif, tw enty-seven men. 1 Some of them were road agents, and it was five of his imps who attacked General Easton and his daughter. "Those tv\.enty-seven, their sport chief being in the lead, went on the trail of the Blue Belts purposely to des.troy I "They overtook the exiles, robbed them of the money they had, that which the sport had paid for the Blue Belt mine, as well, although it was counterfeit. and then they set to work to destroy them." "It is false," yelled the prisoner. "I am dealing in solid facts, good -people! I forgot to say that this man was educated as a physician and surgeon, and was a most cleve r one until he chose a life of disho110r. crime and deep depravity. As Dr. Augustus i\orman h e was known then, but he dropped his M D., and his real name long ago. 'However, he practiced suro-ery right here only a few months ago, for he determined to torture the Blue Belts to deatll; so, with his obedient miscreants, he cut a foot, or a hand, off of each one of the overpowered men. "He was well-nigh successful in his fiendish work, for, with utterly diab o lical purpose, he turned them loose to die of cold and starvation, maimed as they were! 'But I found the poor maimed victims of this miscreant, found them nearer dead than alive, at\d all that remains of the Blue Belts, Burt Boyd and six of his comrades, are her e to answer for themselves." Buffa l o Bill gave a loud cal!, and to the amazement of the crowd Burt Boyd came toward them from the cabin of Sule Ross. It beggars description to describe the scene that fol lowed. The rne1t spotted by Buffalo Bill arid Sule Ross were onte surrounded by the so ldiers, and in a short while t h ey, too, were in irons. The crmvd in sisted upon hanging them right then and there, but Buffalo Bi ll told them that the atrocious scot111drels must be taken East for trial. Adams and his men surrounded the pris.oners, and then Buffalo Bill, Burt Boyd and others picked frorn the crowd went on a searc h to the cabins of the assumed Sam and his associates in wickedness. What they found amply repaid them, for the evidence would hang any mru1. It was proof of the sport's guilt of the Phcenix Bank robbery, and three men t]Jen with him been his pals in that affair. The search su pplied ptoof of his and all the

PAGE 31

THE BUFFALO BILLSTORIES. counterfeitin a f e w sup e rhuman tugs, placed the rail into a fairly go o d .. But crack!. 1:wo revol:rer _shots ran g out m quick succession. A ?tmgmg sensation 111. my side told m e I was shot. Turrnng my head, the iron monster. with sparks flying from the brakes was bear in g down on me. I struggled fiercely to roll off the track, but was too weak. Nearer came the train, and then came a hard knock given b y my brother, with whom I slept. I was pulling sava g ely at his leg-trying to place the rail in position. The bedspreads w e re all over the ft9or1 put there by my fierce endeayors to off the. Being g reatly scared at first and wet with. p ersp1ratio11, I l"it the Iamp J and had no more sleep that mght.

PAGE 32

Are you still drea ming, boys ? You won't be if y o u are l uc k y enough t o win a Y o u'll be wide en ough awak e t hen. But you must dream first, and let u s k no w the result Gd a move en, before i t 's t o o late. For full p a rtic.ufors see page 32. Buff a lo BHl's Decoy Boys. ( B y Thomas Trudelle, Chicago, Ill.) I had a v e r y d r e a m after readi11g Buffalo Bill's D ecoy B o y s . My frie n d and I were traveling along one of the old trail s that l ed :tq \ Vynkoop Sfttkment. when we were sud denly captmecl by roavas getti n g d us\.;:. I sta r ted t o drive t h e catt l e in the coral. My h orse gave a sno rt. Looking in front o f m e I SC).w an an imal in m y path. I w hi p p e d ou t m y old forty-foqr and fir ed thre e shots in q ui c k s ucce ss ion. They to o k e ff ect. 'With a s c r eam the a n i m al gave a bound in the air and fell dead. I di s m ounte d tq examin e it, and found it to b e a young m ountain Hon. T o my this was not all. There its mothl!l', r e ady to ... finis h t h e fight S h e gave a n u nearthly scream, which frigh tened my h orse It gaye a s no r t and bounde d away, leav ing me a lone w i t h on l w two s11 o t s in m y revolver. I saw I h a d to do o r d ie. I rai se d th e w e apon and fired the t w o s h ots. My ai m w a s n o t sure, as onl y one took effect T h ere I was alone w i t h out a t h i n g to def end m yself witlL The first shot st un ned h e r the othe r one tore h er n eck, intlirting a d eep Res h w o und whi c h made her furi o u s She g a ve a bo und to w a rd m e. I turned and r a n for my life throug h the b rus h. S h e followed as fast as s h e c o uld. [t was v e r v dar k a nd I was five m il es frodJ h o me. It was a race fo r life Although s h e was c ri pple d she gained o n me for a s h ort d istance \\ii tli one last effo r t she g a ve a bound, bu t fell short, tear ing my coat and sc ratching me with h e r cl aws Just a s s h e gave anoth e r bound l a wo k e w i t h a start. How glad I was w h en I found i t on l y a d r eam! My Drea m o f a. Haunte d (?Y Bes sie Manco r C hieftain W. V a ) While v isitin g m v aunt out in the country last SutT\mer I had the d re a m wl 1ich T now r e la te I \ vas v a lking _q.l911g w h en I h eard a c r y for help. It c a m e from an old m i ne I walke d in to the opening in !he darkness. and on I walk e d. I w a s n o t afraid. \ Vhen, all at on c e, I sa w a light in an o ld ro o m. On go ing c l ose r I _Sa\\' C). wqi;na.n ..
PAGE 33

I I CURIOUS DREA CONTEST. H you all know what success the last contest was. We propose to make this even bigger. L 0 0 K AT T H IS S P L E N D I D P R I Z E 0 f F E R 15 PHOTOGRAPHIC OUTFITS including an EASTMAN BROWNIE CAMERA and a outfit for taking, developing and printing photographs I I CET INTO THIS CONTEST \ whether you were in the last or n ot. All you have to do is to remember any Curious Dream ydu have ever had, write it in five hundred words, or Jess, and send it with the accompanying co_opon, properly filled out, to cy s 'e BUFFALO BILL WEEKLY, Care of STREET & SMITH 1-238 WILLIA. M STREET, NEW YORK CITY h THE PRIZES WE OFFER THIS TIME j are about the FINEST EVER CIVEN in a contest of this kind. The cameras s are beauties-simple in operation and State . ...... ......... . ....... ....... ................................... .. COUPON Buffalo Bill Dream Conte.st, No. 2 Name ...................................................................... .. No ................... Street .............................................. City or Town ................................. ........................... .. e hold cartridges with film enough for six r y exposures without reioading. A carys tridge and a complete outfit, together l ttO with a book of instructions as to how I J l to take and develop photographs go -Title of Story ....................................................... with each camera. H I y. h-

PAGE 34

The World-Renowned Buffalo Bill (HON. WM. F. CODY) One of his latest photos by Stacy Buffalo Bill Stories is the only publication auth orized by HoN. WM. F Cooiv WE were the publishers qf the first story ever wril ten of the famous and world renowned Buffalo Bill, .. hero whose life has been otje succession of exciting and thrU Iin g incidents combined I great successes and_ accomplish \ ments, all of which will be in a series of grand which we are now placing be-fore the America n Boys. popularity they have alrea: y. obtained shows what the boy s want, and is ver.y gratifying to I the publishers. \ STREET & SMITi H PUBLISHERS NEW. YO ?K