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Buffalo Bill's young double, or, A Yankee boy in the wild West

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Buffalo Bill's young double, or, A Yankee boy in the wild West
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Buffalo Bill stories
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Buffalo Bill
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New York
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Street & Smith
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Dime novels. ( rbgenr )
Western stories. ( lcsh )
Buffalo Bill -- Fiction -- 1846-1917 ( lcsh )
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University of South Florida
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University of South Florida
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020856836 ( ALEPH )
07401032 ( OCLC )
B14-00092 ( USFLDC DOI )
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Dime Novel Collection
Buffalo Bill Stories

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2 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. lit in on ther outlaws you got a chance ter play yer keerds, and 'atween yer, ther three Mounted Miners was downed when I drew up, and they was layin' fer me, not fer you, only you happened along fu'st. "Then look at yer." "Well, Joe ?" t Y er struck out on ther trail .J p'inted out ter yer ter Fort Vidette, saved Buffalo Bill from being ambushed, and made him your pard fer life." .'He quickly canceled the debt, Joe, for he saved me the next day from the redskins and, several days after, when I was almost to Mountain City, and the miners would have hanged me because I had the horse of their comrade, did he not come just in time, and you also, and take me with you on this run? "Oh, no, if I saved you and Buffalo Bill, you have both more thfln settled the debt, Joe." "Not in a thousand years. "I was glad to have you go on this run with me, and I'll be tickled to interdooce yer in society in Mountain City, and let ther galoots who would hev' hanged yer see thet they had treed ther wrong coon. "I has yer two horses I carried on thar' for yer, and which is your property, as they was ther outlaws' animals, and out here thet kind o' law goes. '.'They will sell fer a little money, and ef yer needs more, call on me, for I has got it ter throw ter ther birds, and I knows, as you and yer dog were trampin' when I met yer on my last run, yer hain't got too much o' ther yaller metal." "Thanks! But I sold the outlaws' other horses and outfits at the fort, as Buffalo Bill told me to do, so I am quite rich for a boy tramp-be quiet, Chum," and the youth addressed his dog, who was showing signs of uneasiness. "Now, what are ther matter with thet grizzly wolf o' yourn, fer he's as oneasy as a youn g feller courtin his gal when her daddy be around." "Draw 1up, Joe, quick, and let Chum get down, for he's got the scent df something." Joe Jarvis pressed his foot hard down upon the brake, drew in his horses, and the coach came to a standstill. Then Ned Osmond said: "Now, Chum, what is it old dog?" The dog quickly got down upon the dashboard and leaped from there to the ground. Then he ran rapidly on ahead and disappeared up the trail. "All right, Joe. As long as Chum's on ahead as patrol we have nothing to fear, so now tell me what you saicl you wished to "I'll do it, young pard, and it is a confession I haYe to make, a secret I have to tell you,'' and the face of the Overland driver became at once most serious, while ;i. look of intense sadness dwelt afar back in his fine eyes. CHAPTER II. DRI VER JOE'S CONFESSION. "Yas, boy pard., I told yer I had something ter tell yer, and its a secret I wishes ter remain in its grave, save you shall know it, but I wants ter talk ter some one about it, and thar' is no tellin' when I'll see Buffalo Bill ag'in, and I trusts you same as yer was a man. "But I'll drop my voice, fer I hain't makin' q speech fer ther public,' and Joe Jarvis gave a jerk of his han
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I THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 3 my brother crazy mad, and that night he shot ther man t ,hrough ther winder as he sat talkin' to ther girl in ther "'parlor. ''He kilt him, and had ter run fer his life. "Ther girl were ill fer a Jong time, and, fool like, I fer her, and she promised ter marry me aiter a year of mournin'. "'vVell, I waited and meanwhile my father died, and it was found be hed no prop e rty" of his own, all bein' mortgaged to pay notes he had indorsed for friends. "Then-ther begun ter git sweet on a rich young farmer I hed never liked, and he told me plainly his money would win her from me. "One evening I came across them in ther woods, and he told me they was engaged; she laughed at me and well, I did almost as bad as my poor brother did only I didn't kill him from ambu s h but forced him to fight me then and there," for both of us had our rifles. / "Do you believe it, boy pard, thet girl stepped off the distance and gave the word to fire? "His bullet cut through my arm, and my bullet went into his heart. "Then s he said to me, in a voice as cool as ice: "'Ef yer don't want ter hang, Joe Jarvis, just make tracks fer home get yer horse and what money ye r kin rai se, and lig ht out fer the Wild West, for tli at dead i11an was my husband, we h a ving be e n marrie d a few weeks ago secretly, and l '11 get his fortune as his widow, while I'll spend a big sum to send you to the gallows fer killing him.' I Bo y pard, sh scared me, and I tqok her advice, though I tell yer Satan fought hard within me te r kill her. "\Vaa l my poor mother didn"t l ast very long after 1 h a d gone, and she was laid by the side of my father. / "The old farm was sold, but a few thousands over were put in bank for me, though I ha ve never claimed it-maybe n ever will." "And the wicked woman?" "She got her husband's fortune and left soon after, having put all into cash, and I h ave not h eard from the old place for ten yea r s-never want ter ag'in." "And your brothe r?" /'Ah, yes, it was my brother Jack that yer dog kilt. "He had turned road agent, and was ther lieutenant of ther Mounted Min e rs, for they called him Wild Jack. "Yer see he went ter ther bad fer a woman's sake, while I-waal, I'm a honest man, but l ook at me now, only a stage-driver of ther Overland, when I was b orn a g en t educated, and was hoping for a bright future. "But my h opes is wrecked, boy pard. "But whar' is yer dog, fer I hain't see n him since he started on ahead." "I don't know, but he's all right, and--" "Hands up, Joe Jarvis, and answer for the life of Wild Jack!" The voice rang out sternly from the side of the roa
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4 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. the flying stage, several of the bullets pattering against it, but doing no further damage. "A close call, that, boy pard, but don't take such chances again, for it couldn't win a second time,'' said Joe Jarvis, still keeping his horses at a run. "I thought the odds were in our favor, as we were four, and on the coach." "No, one man of nerve often holds up a whole coach load, driver and all, for we reason out here that he has the advantage, and men generally are cowed when -held up. "Now, I'll bet big money them two men inside is as badly scared as ther two wimmin folk be. "I'll jist see, for them fell e rs got all they wanted, and a overdose, too, so they won't oiler us,'' and Joe drew his horses to a halt and There was no sound of following hoofs, and Joe called out: "Inside ther buss' thar'." \ "Are they coming?" asked a man's voke, all in a tremor, while a second voice, fully as frightened, called out: "Drive on, driver, for Heaven's sake, or vie will .all be massacred." With a wink at the youth, Joe said: "I'm badly wounded, and my boy pard has got a bullet in his shoulder, so I has got ter halt, but may be you had better light out ahead and we'll pick you up ef the out laws don't kill us." The doors of the coach flew operi with starlling prompt ness at this, and a man sprang out on either side, his grip in hand. "We'll send aid back to you, driver," cried one. "Yes, I'll return at the head of a band of men," the other called out. "Say I Hain't yer goin' ter take ther ladies along?" Joe asked. "The robbers will not hurt them," shouted back one of the men as the two ran rapidly alqng the trail. "I, for one, will not go with them, sir," said a feminine voice, and a woman, heavily veiled, stepped out of the coach while a young and pretty girl also sprang out and said: "If you are wounded can I not help you?" Joe Jarvis gave a whoop, and cried: "What did I tell yer, boy pard ?" "Them two meljl is pushing the breeze for Mountain City, scared almost out o' their wits, while ther !eddies is as plucky as ther others ought ter be." "They dropped down on the bottom of the coach wht"n the firing began, though we urged them to help y ou," s::i.id :he y91.mg girl. "It was a bold act to attempt to run by the outlaws, though it saved us our money," the veiled lady said. "It were ther