Diamond Dick in the oil fields, or, A lively "go" at the big "gusher"


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Diamond Dick in the oil fields, or, A lively "go" at the big "gusher"

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Diamond Dick in the oil fields, or, A lively "go" at the big "gusher"
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BOYi Jssued Weekly. By Subscription $a.so per year. Entered as Second a.ns Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. No.292. Price, Five Cents. n/ ''I'LL GIVE YOU RASCALS JUST TWO MINUTES TO GET OFF THIS PROPERTY!" SAID OLD DIAMOND DICK.

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Issued Weekly. By Subscription $2..JO f>er rear. Entert!d as Second Class Matter at tire N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. Entered according to Act of Congress in tlzeyear IQ02, i11 tlze Office of the Libra1z"an of Congress, Wasltzitgton, D. C. No. 292. NEW YORK, May 17, 1902. Price Five Cents. DIAMOND DICK IN THE OIL.FIELDS; OR, A Lively ''Go" at the Big By the author of "DI. AMOND DICK." CHAPTER I. A'r 'rHR BURNING SPRING. "Ha! Is that you, Andy Meeker?" "Ef it ain't, I don't reckon I know anythin' about myself. Handy Andy, or Andy of ole Cochise-thet's me, with ground ter spare. An' you're Jim Hazen, owner of the Mesa Hill Oil Company, the feller I hired out to no longer ago than yesterday." Two figures, coming out of the darkness from opposite ways, met within a liundred feet of the Burning Spring. The Spring marked. the southerly limits of the oilproducing territory in that part of the Texas oil belt, and was not so much of a curiosity as it uiight seem at first glance. \ On the surface of a pool which measured half-adozeu yards across the crude oil exuded; some passing traveler had ignited the oil and gas and now it burned brightly, a flaring landmark for all the country round. Of the two men who had met by the Burning Spring, one was smqll, but lithe and muscularly built, in spite of his short stature He was roughly dressed, and carried himself w .itb the slouching swagger of the bravado and the "bad 111an." The other was well dressed, and while there w<1s no air of bravado about him, there was a stealthy manner, hand e had a shifty way of peering about him into the hovering shadows, on the alert against dis covery as most unscrupulous men are prone to be. 'l'he short man was Andy Meeker; the other was James Hazen, the wealthy proprietor of the Mesa Hill Oil Company.

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2 DIAMOND DfCK, Jl<.-THE BEST WEEKLY. "\'oti're ''said Hazen, answering )[eeker's remark as to his identity. a job I want done, and I you're about the man to do it." While voici11g the last words, Hazen 's tone sank to a whisper, and lie clrew close to iieeker's side. The Bnrning Spring was a beacon which up the surronndings fairly well, alld :.\Ieeker w.as able to make note of the pecnliar gaze with which Hazen regarded him. :'What fer kind of a job is it?" q11eried lieeker. "That's the reason I sent word for) Gll to meet me here, at the Bllrning Spring, at ten o'clock to-night," Ha;:en tontin11ed1 ignoring the question which had been ptll to Iii m. "Yon sent me word a11' I'm hyer," said Andy 1\feeker, sharply. "?\ow that I'm 011 d eck, tell me what ye want an' git it over with." Hazen gave another of his shifty looks into tbe surrounding d
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. DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "How did you find out about that New Orleans bizness ?" he finally queried. "There was a detective here from New Orleans, and he called to see me. He told me all about how Phil Luray had killed a man at a gambling tabie in New Orleans and had made off between two days, changing his name to Andy Meeker and allowing that he would hide himself somewhere in the oil country If I ever hear d of such a man I was to communicate with this detective-something which I stand ready to do in cas e y ou do not fall in with my plans." "I reckon ye' ve got me on the mat, Hazen," said :'.Ieeker, with a g11ttural laugh. "I'll take the job at five thousand.,, "Now we're getting together!" exclaimed Hazen, in a tone of s atisfaction. "Stand by me and I'll stand by you, and your secret will be safe with me. There's my hand on it." Tlie oil magnate h e ld out h i s h and, b u t Andy ,., :\1e eker strnck it aside. "I'm no friend of your'n," said h e ; if I do t h i s job f e r y e it's t e r sa ve m y own n e c k an' fer nothin' el se.'' "Have it as yon please," answe r e d the other, c o olly. "You're in m y g rip and I can s quee z e your miserable life, if I w ant to. I'll spare you if you do this work, and I'll give you the money, into the bargain. tha n tha t, I ll throw other j o b s your way--'' N o, y e don't, Haze n. N o more o' yer dirty work fer me after this hyer job is done with. I'll u s e my fiv e thousand ter take me out o' the country 'When am I ter hev the money?" "Just as s oon a s I'm convi n ce d tha t Tilb11r y i s out of the way." :'How am I ter convince ye? Will ye stay around hyer an' s ee the job done?" "l.'\ever l Yon can take Tilbury's seal ring from his finger after-after the work is done and bring it to me at the Four-:.VIile House on Burro Creek to morru w morning a t ten o'clock." "What do you want of that ring?" "It used to belong to Tilbury's father, and\Nell, I waut it, and that's enough." "Tilbnry's father 11sed to be your pnrclner in this oil business, didn't he?" ''Yes.'' "You've got some crooked scheme to work, and I'll bet on it. B{1t I'll bring the ring to you an' you kin make ready ter fork over the five thousand.'' Andy Meeker whirled on his heel a11d passed on toward the Spring, keeping his back to Haz en. Hazen looked at him for a moment, gave a sneering laugh, and then pass e d out of sight with and stealthy step. Seating himself on a bowlder near the Spring, Andy Meeker took a cigar from his pocket and smoked it slowly and thoughtfully. Something le s s tlian two hours passed and then a crunching of the t11rf at l\Ieeker's back informed him of the near a pproach of the man whom he had been hired to sla y The steps came to a h alt and a voice asked: "Is that y on, l\lr. Hazen?" N o r eplied Meeker, getting up aud t11roi1Jg around, ''i t s not Hazeu; it's-somebody else." The newcomer was a very young man and poorly c lad. H e wa s little more than a boy-in fact, and he had a face tha t was honest and open and of almost a girli s h cast. "Your name is Tilbury?" we11t on Meeker. "Yes Evan Tilbury," a1'.swered the youth. There wa s an of perplexity on his face, ancl his tone wa s one of l:ewilderment. "Where are you staying in Oil City?" "With Chris ler, a man who used to be in my father's employ." "Well, when you go back to Chrisler' s to-night, I don't want you to stir from the house, and not e"J'en to show your face at a window." "vVhat ?" Tilbnry's amazement was on the increase. "I w a s to meet Mr. Hazen here to-night--" "Yes, and it was very foolish of you to come.

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. Hazen is your mortal enemy. If you care to preserve your life and win the fortune that is your right, you must do as I tell you. Remain at Chrisler's house until you receive word that it is safe for you to go out again. Let Chrisler spread tlie report that he doesn't know anything about you; also, give me that' seal ring 011 your finger.'' "I will do nothing until I understand more about this matter!'' "I am trying to befriend you." "Bnt who are you?" "If I can convince you that I am all right, will you givt! me the ring nnd rieturn withoqt delay to Chris1er's place and remain there as I have said?" "But what--" "No words about it, Tilbury. Yes or no." "Yes." Andy l\'1eeker leaned forward and whispered a few words in the ear of Evan 'rilbury. 1'he youth gave a surprised start. "Diamond Dick, Jr. ?" he cried. "Not so loud! You've struck it, however, and much depends on yourself whether we win out in this game." "Here!" and Tilbury pulled the ring from his finger and placed it in the other's hand. "Diamond Dick and his pards are n1y only friends, and if l can't trust them l might as well abandon hope. But can't you tell me tL1ore of what is going on?'' "Not a syllable. "I am to go back to Chrisler's, lay low there, and let him spread the report tha t I have disappeared?" "Yes." "Very well; it shall be as yo u say." Evan Tilbury faced about and J11qde 11urriedly off. he known more of that night's doin:s be would have thanked his lucky stars tbet had selected the supposed Andy Meeker, otherwise Phil Luray, for that deed of _?lood by the Burning CHAPTER II. ANDY MEEKER NO. 2. It was hardly dawn when old Diamond Dick was awakened from a sound slumber by a bluff rap on the door of his room in the Oil City Hotel. "Who's there?" he called. ''Bertie. '' A moment more and the door was thrown open and the young sport, still disguised as Andy Meeker, entered the room, carefully close d the door behilld him aud dropped into a chair. "Bow goes it, Bertie?" inquired the veteran, giv ing the young sport a curious glance. "I-letter than I Ji ad any reason to expect." "Yon don't mean _to :;ay tha t you have found 0ut something of importance so soon as this?" "I have cliscov
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DIAMOND JR.-THE BOYSP BEST WEEKLYo 5 Ev Tilbury at the Burning Spring, knock him on the head and push him in? Wouldn't that look as though Tilbury had a case and was being made the victim of a plot?'' "Is that what happeued ?" "Yes." "And what did you do?" The young sport told of what he had done, of t11 e way he had been hired, of taking the seal ring, and of the given to Tilbury; also of his appointment to meet Hazen at the Four-Mile Ho11s e. The old veteran listened with a thoughtful air. "We're on the right track," said he, with satis faction. "And now that we are," said young Diamond Dick, "I would like to know more of Ev Tilbury's case.'' "It will not take long to put you next to that. 'rilbury's father, as I thillk you kt1ow, used to be a partner of Hazen 's. Tilbury & Hazen, in point of fact, formed the company known as the Mesa Hill Oil Company and controlled half the wells and gushers itt this vicinity." "What became of the elder Tilbury?" "He died suddenly of hettrt disease." "Is tliat known to a ct:rtainty? If Hazen is the sort of man he is now showing himself _to be, isn't it possible that Tilbury was--" "No. Tilbury, senior, died a natural death. A doc tor was with him, at the end, and I have talked with the doctor. Heart disease runs in the family, as Ev Tilbury himself says, and the doctor, I am confident, is a man to be trusted." "Well, where does Ev Tilbury come in?" "He comes to the scene a month after his father's demise; comes here from St. Louis to claim. his father's interest in the property of the Mesa Oil Company and finds, upon his arrival, that instead of being a wealthy yeung man, as he had supposed, he is a pauper.'' ''How was that!I" "Hazen tol d him he had bought his father out, only the day before his death." "Did Hazen show the deed conveying the elder 1'ilbury's interest in the property?" "He did not, but said that he would as soon as he could get it from the place where it had been left for safe keeping." "Is Ev Tilbury the only relative his father had?" "The only one, and hence you see the reason why Ha7.en wants him put out of the way." "But if 'rilbury, senior, really sold out to there must have been a large amount of money cha11ged hands?'' "Certainly, but ':l'ilbur y has only been able to locate le s s than $ ro o." "How did Hazen e xplain that?" "He didn't try to e xplain it, young Tilbury sayl'I. Of if Hazen could produce a writing from the elder Tilbury conveying the half interest in the oil company, Ev Tilbnry's case would have been a hard one to fight; but now tha t you have discovered wliat yon have, the whole game is plain." "It's a swindle, from start to finish, and this man Hazeu is a rogue and a killer, and will lialt at nothing.'' "My opinion of him exactly I was down here, stoppin at this hotel and looking around for an in vestment in oil lands, as you know, when 'rilbm:y, learning I was in town, came to me, told me his fix and asked me to help him. He has offered me a half interest in anything I ca n get out of Hazen. Of course, I shall not take the half interest without giv ing the boy an equivalent, and the :.\Iesa Hill prop erty is one of the best-paying oil propositious in Texas. I saw what an opening this would be for us, Bertie, and that is why I sent for you and Harry and Two-Spot to come down here. We will help '"rilbury recover his interest in the company and then we will sell our Ouray railroad and purchase as m11ch of his holdings as he desires to sell." Tbe railroacl to which the old veteran had referece was, the Tot1h-Nut and line, in Aritena. The Dicks had traded a gold mine for the property Ellld had built tip the lint! from a one horse, out-

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6 011\.MOND DICKP JR.-THE BOYSP BEST WEEKLY. law .. ridclen, poor-paying affair into one of the finest railroad propositions in the country. Both the old veteran and the yonng sport had a sentimental feeling for the road, and the matter of .disposing of it was distasteful to both of them. But they had received many offers from a great trans-continental line, and the last offer was such a good one that the old veteran did not feel that they should turn it down. "We're to give up the railroad business for the oil fbusiness, are we?" the young sport asked. "I think it would be as well." "What does Handsome Harry think about it?" "He is favorably disposed. Since the Tough-Nut and Pick-Me-Up right of way has been cleared of trouble-breeders and plug-uglies the old Serpent's one worry has been the necessary drop in the excite ment market, which is bound to follow. Any change, Harry thinks, will be for the better." "Then I'm with you, Diamond Dick, and we'll bid good-by to railroading and enter the oil fields." "And a better chance to enter the oil fields will never be afforded us than right here and now. W e have already got the whip-hand of this business of young Tilbury's, and cannot only help him out, but help ourselves at the same time." "What is the next thing to be done?" "You have a pull with Hazen which is too good to let slip. Take the ring and go to the Four-Mile The young sport got up and stepped to the door. "Pve got to get away from this hang-out and take horse for Burro Creek. You will hear from me again, soon.'' "Have yott had breakfast?" "Yes; crackers and cheese at a store down the street.'' Bertie waved his hand to the old vete1an and then let himseU 011t of the room, and left the hotel by a rear entrance. At a stable back of the hotel he made arrange ments for a horse, but not without a good deal of talk. 'f he young sport had got himself up as a suspicious character and so well had he succ<:eded in this that the keeper of the livery barn was loath to hire him a mount. When terms were finally agreed upon, Diamond Dick, Jr., had to put up nearly all that the horse and its accoutrements were worth. This sum was in the i1ature of a deposit to be forfeited in case tll e stableman's property was not returned. V\lith a good horse under him, and with two loaded revolvers concealed about his clothes, young Diamond Dick took tbe trail to the Four-Mile Hous e with a light heart and in a confident fpme of mind. A snccess of which lie had not even dreame d had atteuded him thus far in his perilous work. House with it, just as Hazen planned. Find out The old veteran, after hearing Evan Tilbury,s story what Hazen wants to do with the ring. He wants it and summoning the young sport from Ouray, had for a purpose, there's no doubt." "That is as I had already planned, Diamond Dick.'' "You wi11 have a dangerous mission, and I would go with you if I did not think it best to remain here and keep an eye on matters in town. As it is, Harry and Two-Spot will go with you.,, "Not with me. That would give the snap away.'' "They'll follow y9u and be the Foiu-Mile House along about ten o'clock. 1 1 "I think I can take care of myself. 11 "So do I, but it is well to guard against St1rprises." cast about in his miud for some means of satisfying himself as to whether young Tilbury's father had really sold out his share in the oil business before his death, as represented by Hazen, or whetlier Hazen was trying to w ork a snap game and freeze out 'riL bury, junior. The means which Diamond Dick finally decided upon was to have ,Bertie disguise himself as Andy Meeker and obtain employment at the big "gusher" belonging to tl1e Mesa Oil Compa11y. 1'he young sport's application for work had been made direct te Hazen himself, and thus the oil man

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D!l\MOND DiCl{, JR.-THE BOYS" BEST WEEKlYo had' been made cognizant of the fact that he had a supposedly shady character in his employment. Of course, as the ieader 11as discovered, Bertie was in the dark as to the personality of the man whose alias Diamond Dick had told him to take, and was not a little surprised at the quickness with which he Diamond Dick, Jr., came within an ace of tum bling out of his saddle, but caught himself up with a jerk. "Where from?" he asked. "New Orleans." "What y e goiu' out ter the Four-)lile Honse had been hired by Hazen, and another surprise came fer?" Bertie went on. in the shape of the note from his employer asking for "Fer several reasons. .Fust-off, it's shore a g
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8 DIAMOND DICKo JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. claimed thet Phil Luray was some'rs in the oil coun try, sailin' under the name of Ancly Meeker." Another oath fell from the outlaw's lips. "Tbet's why," the young sport calmly proceeded, "I'm advisin' ye not ter go ter Hazen an' tell him yer name's Meeker." "Who the devil are you?" ground out '.\Ieeker. "Oh, I'm jest one o' the boys,,. Bertie answered, indefinitely. "A sleuth, er somethin' like th et?" "Not on yer life." Andy Meeker must be left-the exigencies of the case demauded it. Quick and perilous work would be necessary, but Diamond Dick, Jr., was equal to that. Just as they e ntert:
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/ DV\MOND DICK JRo-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 9 CHAPTER III. THE FOUR1\ITLE HOUSE. Bertie's usefulness, at that moment, seemed on the point of b eing somewhat impaired. To right and left of 11im a couple of burly villains, whose shooters were in line with him to a h ai r, had drawn quick rein. The odds were now three to one and little less than hopeless. "Tl l k k 11s cove oo s croo cd enough, Andy," spoke up one of the new arrivals. ''He sartiuly looks as though he had done time,'' a \ erred the other. "I'm all right," dt:clared Bertie, "but I was givin' Andy a little advice an' he didn't like it." "He knows so mnch," said Andy Meeker, "tliet he's got tcr be settled fer. His light's got ter be au' purty pro11!0, at thet. "D'ye mean thet ye're reely goin' ter do fer me?'' queried the yonllg sport. "Thet's wl1at I me
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DBf\MOND DICl{9 JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY" "Don't let the horses get away, Harry," Bertie went on; "I've got this fellow." The Serpent of Siskiyou l1ad four frightened horses to attend to, and he began gatliering tlielll in, Keeping a watchful eye 011 the young sport a11d his antagonist the while to be ready to take a hand himself in case it was necessary. Rut it was not necessary. Diamond Dick, Jr., was of smaller build than Meeker, bnt he was more wiry, had more science and was fully as stro?& As soon as Harry and 'I'w-0-Spot arrived, and Bertie had nothing tu fear from the weapons of tlre other two outlaws, he began exerting himself to obtain the mastery. One of Meeker1s revolvers had slipped out of his belt, but the other he succeeded in drawing. He tried to use the weapon and might have done so with fatal effect had not young Diamond snatched it from his hand at the critical momeut. Tearing himself loose, Bertie jumped erect and took aim at Meeker, who was getting up. "Down with you!" commanded Bertie. "Down 'vith ;ou, :Meeker-flat on your face, arms behind your back!" "Who in the fiend's 11ame are ye?" panted the outlaw. "Diamond Dick, Jr.!" uTlrnnderin' blazes! I might liev knowed--" "Are you goi11g to get down? "Sure!" Jnstantly the outlaw stretched himse lf along the ground. "I'll bold the horses while you tie him, Harry," said Bertie. "Keno, pardy," a11swered the old Serpe11t. Giving the bridle reins of the four horses into his little pa rd 's hands, Handsome Harry removed a riata "::-m.7.! O!le of the saddles and cut off a suitable length. one section of rope will do," obse rved the youug sport. "Fasten his hands behind him aud theu we'll make him mount bis horse. He aud his man over there have got to be taken to the Oil City lock-up and you'll have to take tl.iem. We'll rope both of 'eu1 to their horses. Iu ten miuutes Harry had both the men ou horseback, hands fastened at tbeir backs-and feet seen-red by ropes which passed under the saddle. cinches. Their two horses also were made fast tc the Californian's. "Wlrnt hev thes e ombrays got ter do with thet Oil City business, son?" qneried Handsome Harry. ".>Jot 111uch; but if I had allowed them any rope, the le nder, there, would have me a run for my au burn chip. And Bertie explained wlio the leader was and what he had intended doing at the F our-1\Iile Ho11se It took the yonug sport stime time to nnbosom himself to the old Serpent, and, np to the time he had finished, the New Vt.Jrk kid had 11(.Jt returned. "What d'ye r eckon has 11appe11ed ter tl1e kicl ?" que ried Ha rry, iu a11 auxious toue "Nothing," sa id Bertie, "and I don't think we need to worry over him. He's abundantly able to take care of himself. I told hilll to capture the wounded outlaw :tt all hazards, a11d l1e'll follow until he gets him. It's almost ten o'clock," the young sport added, casting a look at the sun, "and I'm due at the Fonr-:\lile House. I shall have to hit the trail a1;d l would advise you, old pard, to waste no time in getting those two gun-fanners behind the I'm going in the direction taken by Two-Spot n nd perhaps I may see him.'' "Arter I land these varmints in the Jock-up, what then?" Harry asked, swinging hi ,mself into the saddle. "Diamond Dick will tell yo11 what to do, after that." "But Dick s::iid ye'
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011\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS9 BEST WEEKLY. 11 to effect his escape, however, he might have deemed it best to leave the road. Although he disliked to carry out the rest of his plans until assured that the New York kid was safe, yet there was nothing dse for the young sport to do if be was to meet Hazen as per the appointment made near the Burning Spring. Fifteen minutes after leaving Handsome Harry, Diamond Dick, Jr., came within sight of the Fourl\1ile House. It was a two-story structure constructed of boards which had beeu whip-sawed from trees cut along the creek. As the boards had been nailed to the framework while green, they had shrunk in time ai1d great cracks were left in the walls Gig Jarvis, the prnprietor of the place, had married a Mexicau woman, and this fact alone brougl1t the thirsty Mexicans by the flock to the Four-'.\Jile House. Besides the patrouage, there was much to be counted upon from cattlemen, from travelers, and from border ruffians who felt: free to drop in on Gig Jarvis whenever they pleased. Jarvis had no ne too goud a re c ord, but no particu larly overt act had ever been laid at his door, and con sequently the authorities could not bother him. When Bertie rode up to the place and hitched hi s horse at one of the many posts in front of the door, everything was particularly quiet without and within. No other horses were hitched in front, but around t0ward the b arn there was a buckboard which might have 1.teen the vehicle whic11 lrnd brought Hazenthat is, if Hazen was on hand acco _rdiug to agreeme11 t. Entering the fron t door, Diamond Dick, Jr., found himself in a small room which had a sanded fleer and a bar runni11g along one side. A middle-aged and rather comely woman sat at a table engnged at ne ed lework. She was a :\lexicana as Bertie could tell at a glance. ' \Vlrnt do you want, senor?" she as_ked, flashing a look n t him out of her hard, sloe-black e y es. "I want to see a ma11 named Hazen,'' replied Bertie. "Kin ye tell me ef he's around?" The woruau nodded, bestowed a sharply-curious glance upon the young sport ancj then pointed to a rear door. "Upstairs, senor," said she, returning to her work; "first door at the top." When Bertie had the door between him and the woman he felt to see whether his weapons were bandy and then made the ascent of the narrow stairs hefore him. At tlle top of the flight there was a corridor and a door. He knocked "Who is it?" came the voice of Hazen. "Audy Meeker," replied Bertie. "Come in, Meeker." Young Diamond Dick passed into the room and found Hazen with his coat off seated at a table by the window. Gpon the were pen, ink, a pad of paper, a slick of red sealing wax and a small kerosene lamp. "What luck?" asked Hazen, stopping bis writing to pnt the question. "Fust class," said Bertie. "You killed young Tilbury?" "I put him out o' the way." "And you got the ring?" "Shore." "Let me see it." Young Diamond Dick took the ring from bis pocket and the room to hand it to Hazen. "Good enough!" cried Hazen, in a voice of in tense satisfaction. ''That ring was all I needed. This is what !'m going to do with it." Removing the chimney from the lamp, Hazen struck a match an
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS''BEST WEEKL't,.1 "What?" cried Hazen; "beginning to worry about yuur money already, Meeker? fretyott'll get it. Sign on that blank line as a witness." Before the young spott signed he glanced the document over. He had b1.1t a bri e f period in which to .scau the writing, but he made out that the pape r was to convey the 'rilbttty interest in the :\1 esa Hill Oil Company to H a zen. Hazen wntched the younfi sport' s face, but it would have be ei! better for the oil man if he had watched his and paid attention to what the hand wrote. The young sport did not sig11 his assumed name of :\Ieeker, but boldly wrote lu"s real appeltation-"Diamond Dick .Jr.'' The writiug finish e d, Hazen folded the document and slipped it into his p ocke t. "Sit down over there, ;\1eeker," said lie, "and I'll give you the money in a few moments." 'l'he partition at one side of the room was made of canvas, and when Hazen a sked Diam.ond Dick, Jr., to take a seat, he pointed to a chair that stood close to the canvas wall. Bertie walked over to the chair, droppe d into it and waited while Hazen took oiat a long pocketbook and went throngh the motions of couiltiug over some bills. "Oh, bush!" he exclaime d, finall)\ and folded up the pocketbook and replaced it in his pocket. Getting up, he w alked over to w\1ere the young sport was sittiug. "From tl:e way you act, Andy Meeker," said Hazen, "any one would thi11k that you first saw the light of day sometime yesterday. If you've got an idea that I'm fool enough to hand out five thousand for what you've done, you're away off your base. I'm done with yon forgood, my man--" "Don' t jump at a conclusion, Hazen," said Dia mond Dick, Jr., dryly. "Remember Davy Crockett's motto, 'Be sure you are right and the11 go abead.' I wasn't born just w!teu you think I was, and right here is where you're going to find it out." Bertie's whole manner had changed. He was 110 longer the slouching, swnggeriug Andy Meeker, and he had no longer the hoarse dialect of the frontier. Risiug from the chair, be looke d the astounded oil manipulator squarely in the eyes. Now that young Diamond Dick had found out that Hazen wanted the seal ring which bad belonged to Tilbury's father simply to use in sealing a doct1ment to which the elder Tilbury's name was forged, Hazcn's entire game was disclosed, and there was no longer any use of secrecy. "Who-who-are you?" faltered the oil man, white to the lips and a gl. assy stare coming into his eyes. "I'm Bertie Wade, otherwise Diamond Dick, Jr.," replied the young sport. "I was the one you hired to knock young 'rilbury on the head and throw him into the Burning Spring, aud Pru the one who just witnessed tbQt forge d document in your is ouly one way you can square yourself, and that's by giving Ev Tilbury the interest in the lVIesa Hill Oil Company to which he ist justly entitled. You have tried to play a desperate game, Hazen, bnt y o u have o v erreached yours elf. We will be easy with you if y o u will treat you11g Tilbury fairly and--'' "Never!" roared Hazell. A s in a flash, the villainous oil man s eemed to collect himself for a desperate deed. A moment n1ore he had l1nrled himself upon the youn1: sport and borne him backward ali!ai11st the swaying canvas partitiou. The young sport was not at all alarmed by tliis attack. Wrenchiug his right hand free of the flabby hold which Hazen had upou it, he doubled the fist and knocked his enemy backward. But eveu a s he did so was a sudden outward of the canvas wall beliin\:I the young sport's head and he was struck a terrific blow b y au unseen foe who had been lying in wait. Bertie's brain reeled, and he staggered and threw out his hands to catch hold of something aud steady himself. Then once more that hidden hand landed a blow and Diamond Dick, Jr., pitched forward aud lay at foll length on the floor. CHAPTER IV. THE BOWS'rRING. Diamoud Dick, Jr., struggled back to conscious ness after :.i period which have been liours in duration, or only minutes. He had no means of judging of the flight of time. He was lying in a sma11 room on a cot, bound lt ancl and foot.

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 13 This room bad the same canvas partition walls that the other room bad had. Aside from the cot there was a chair in the room, and there was a l so one window to admit daylight. In the chair, near tile h e ad of the cot, a China111a11 was sitting. He w a s uot of the ordinary nm of Chinameu, and was at least six feet in heigl1t and developed other ways in proportio1i. He Il!llSt have come from the north of China, the home of the Boxers, from which bt1t few of the natives ever migrate. 'l'he Celestial wore a mustache, thin, and drooping far down on either side of his mouth; and his tail, a s lie sat, fell to the floor and coiled thtre, and was, as the yonug sport langllidly figured it, about as long as its \Veater. 'l'he Cliink's face was extremely yeilow and illfavorecl, and l1is slanting eyes we1e full of guile and viciousness. His gaze was bent downward upon the cracks of the floor and he seemed to be .doing something with his lung, taion-like hands-aimlessly twisting and intertwining his skinny fi11gers
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14 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOY'S' BEST WEEKLYo "Wait a little, you fellows "Ah, ha!,, cried Jarvis. "What the blazes did ye git back yer senses fer? It would have been better fer ye ef ye'd taken yer jump inter kingdom come while out o' yer bead." "I think I'll postpone that jump into kingdom come.'' "I don't thiuk ye will. It's booked ter happen in erbout three minits an' it'll be pulled off accordin' ter programme.'' "The date will have to be canceled, Jarvis." "Ye're torkin' through yer hat. It ain't gain' ter be as you say, but as I want it." ''Look here,'' returned Bertie, who was disposed to argue the point since there was no other way open, "the authorities would like to get n whack at yon, ,Jarvis, and if you do me up it will be a job for which can swing you." "They won't know anything about it," answered Jarvis. "Ye kaiu't make me shy at this, young f el ler. I ain't
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 15 pri:souer a11d not to take him with his "boots 011," as the saying is. Failing in this, he was only too eager to leap into his saddle and chase after the man. Owillg to the fact that the otit1a w had a much faster horse tha11 Two-Spot's the chase did not turn out to be a success. the New York kid continued to follow the gun fan11er, although the latter steadily in creased his lead. It \\as uot long befo1e the outlaw concluded that it would be best to turn from the roHd, and did so. 'l'he chase was now through the and, to Two-C'pot's intense satisfaction, h e appeared to be gai11i11g upon the man in front. P11shi11g steadily ou he at last came tipon the ho1se which the gL111 fa1111er had ridden, loping easily along-, but with a11 e111pty saddle. "\Yould11 't that npper-cut you?" thought TwoSpot. '''I'he g e ezer. slin out of his saddle and left me to peg alorg 011 the trail of the l..lronk I'm a loo, aJJd 110 mistake." Gatherillg in the hors:?, rrwuSpot retut1:ed to t he trail and made his w:iy to the Fonr-I\1ile House. As the boy figured it, there was only one place to which the outlaw coul
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16 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. There was an Indian girl working about the kitcheu, but she hardly gave the Ne\V York kid a glance and seemed to take his presence there as a matter of course. For a moment Two-Spot was "stumped," as he might have expressed it. 1-{oticing that the Indian girl did not consider him of much importance, he made bold to ask for Mr. Jarvis. A gruut was his only auswer, the girl keeping right on with her work. "Is Mr. Jarvis here?" repeated the Bowery boy. Another grunt was girl's response, and Two Spot took tl1 b1ill by the horns, passed across the ltitchen and eutered a door which led into the front part of the house. \i\'hen he closed tlie door aud looked arouucl he found_ himself in a narrow hall with a flight of stairs leading npward. Recalling what Ha7.en had said, in his talk with Jarvis about the prisoner being "11p in that room," Two-Spot inferred that Bertie was being kept upstairs, so he started up the flight. Before he was half way to the floor above he he::ird voices which indicated that there were several besides Diamond Dick, Jr., iu the second story of the hang out. Bnt this did uot deter the York kid. He knew that Diamoud Dick, Jr. was iu grave danger, and the fact that there were others with him ouiy had the eflect of makiug the boy desire to get in tone ii wit ii him as soon as possible On reaching the head of the stairs, 'l'wo-Spol heard the rattle of a doorknob. He took note of the door aud quickly side tracked himself through au entrance next to it, on the left. This brought him into the chamber Dia mond Dick, Jr., had had his interview with Hazeu, and next to the one '"here the young sport was being held as a prisoner. Jarvis a11d Bill had finished their talk with Bertie and 'rwo-Spot heard them leave the next room and pass down the stairs. rl'hen, the next thing the New York kid heard was Diamond Dick, Jr. 's call for help. The time had come for the boy to act, and lie lost not a moment. To jerk his knife from his pocket and slash a rent in the canvas parti tiou was ou ly the work of a second; nor was he much longer in pushing his head through the opening and sizing up the situation. After that he pulled bis revolver, sprang in behind the Chinaman, and struck him with the butt of the weapon. A sound, midway between a gurgle and a groan, escaped the lips of Sati Wah, and Two-Spot struck bim again. The second blow sent the highbinder to the floor like a log, the looped pigtail half dragging Diamoud Dick, Jr., from the cot. In a flash, the N cw York kid had released the young sport, disengaging San \Vah's queue from about his neck aud cutting the cords from his wrists aud ankles. Diamond Dick, .Tr., got up gasping, and leaned against the side of the buildiug for an instant to recover his breath. While he stood by the window, quick steps were heard on the stairs. Bertie realized then that his loud call for help had reached the ears of Jarvis anrl the outlaw, Bill, and they were no doubt coming up to lend their aid in case San Wah needed it. Whirling about, the young sport placed his finger to his lips iu token of sileuce a11d then pointed to the form of the prostrate Chink. 'l'he New York kid caught l1is friend's meauing :1lll1 dropped dowu 011 San Wah aud gave him a dose of his own medicine by twisting his <.pteue around his yellow neck. ::\Teauwhile Bertie, catching np the chair, sprang to the door. By that time the sleps which had been Iieard ou the stairs h;id mounted to the top and were now coming hurriedly along the hall. "What's the matter in there, San Wah?" de mauded the Yoice of Jarvis as the steps halted at the dooL "Evelthiug allee light," answered Bertie, iug the Chinaman's tone and "pidgin." "Need any help?" "No wan tee help. Dimun Dick he gone top-side." ''Out of the game, is he?'' "You bettee. "Then we'll come in and have a look at him." That was precisely what Diamond Dick, Jr., bad been seekiug to avoid.

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DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST 'WEEKLY. 17 But tbe two men were coming in in spite of him. Lively work would have to ht! in order if the young sport saved himself and the New York kid. The door opened even as Jarvis announced his intention of entering, and Diamond Dick, Jr., struck oltt savagely with the chair. CHAPTER VI. OUT OF THE TOILS. Probably Gig Jarvis received the surprise of his life when he stepped the threshold of that room and received a blow which sent him to bis knees. When he recovered from bis bewilderment, be found himself looking into the muzzle of the New York kid's revolver. "Stow your guff!" muttered Two-Spot. "Open your trap and let out even so much as a whisper and I'll pepper you P' This was sufficient, and .Jarvis remained on his kuees bli11kina at the threatening tube of the shooter. The outlaw, Bill, had been close behiud Jarvis aud Bertie had dropped the chair, grabbed him by the shoulders and hauled him inside, neck and heels. Bill began to swear. "Cork!" hissed the young sport in his ear, ca sting him to the floor a11d jerking the revolvers from his belt. "You're iu this thing 11p to your eyes, Bill, and I had as li eve s h oot you a s to kill a rattler. And I'd g o out of my way to kill a r attle r any da y of m y Ji fe. The noise in the room b acl n ro u set.1 l\lrs J a rvi s a nd s he coul
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18 DIAMOND DICI<. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "Sure thing, and Bill's horse along with it." "Good enough. Help Bill down the stairs. I'll be tight at your heels with a gnn, a11d if Bill makes any fuss he'll stop a bullet." Two-Spot lifted the outlaw from the floor cind opened the door leading into tbe hall. Before starting from the rooll,l, Diamond Dick, Jr., halted to speak a few ''ords to Jarvis. "But for the bother you'd make us, Jarvis, we'd take you along. As it is, however, we shall have to leave yon here for the present. But I will enter com. plaint against you cit Oil City, and I think the authorities hav, e got what they have been waiting for -a charge against yon that will stick." Jarvis growled some incoherent answer under the gag, and the youug sport m o tio11ed to Two-Spo t to march on with the prisoner. A s luck would have it, there was no one in the barroom stairs, not even Mrs. Jarvis. As soon as the little party got out in front, Dia mond Dick, Jr., took Bill in hand while the ew York kid ran to the place where he had the two horses and brought them up at a dou)Jie-quick Bill was i11ade to get astride his owu l11orse, and was fastened to the sa way throtUe wide open an' a nigger on the safety valve." "Bully! The sheriff can go on to tlie Po11r-"'.\Iile House and pinch Gig Jarvis." "Is thar a case a g'inst Jarvis at last?" "Tbe biggest kind of a case. llas Ha7.ell shown up in Oil City?" "He has thet-big as life an' t wicet as 01 Thar's a mob arler him." "A mob? :vliat for?" "He tried ter beat a farmer out of some land in the oil belt--" "An old game of his." "I b'leeve y e Waal, this hyer farmer come tcr Oil City, got a g ang o' rne n tergether, told 'em \\hat

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 19 Hazen had done, an' say! they've got Hazen lookin' two ways ter save his neck." "Would they hang him?" ''They wollldn't do anythin' else Pnrty nigh every man iu the eutfit has got a rope. The mob is arter Hazen, an' ole Diming Dick is arter the mob. Ye see, Dick don't want Hazen put out o' the way jest yet. This hyer bizness of young Tilbury's bas got to be cleaned np fust. Arter Dick don't keer a rap what happens ter Hazen, who is more kinds of a tin-horn than I kin lay tongue to." As Handsome Harry fiuished talking, a party of horsemen broke into sight through a cloud of dust. "Hyer they aire now," cried. Harry, facing his horse about. "'l'he sher'f an' bis posse, son!" There were four men with the sheriff, all toting weapons and looking as though they meant business. "Who are these men, Harry?" asked a le11gthy individu:il who r<.>de in the "Dimiug Dick, Jr., is one of 'em, Medford," an '!Wered the old Ser.i.)ent, "Two-Spot Peters, the York kid, is another, an' the third ombray is one of Andy Mceker's men.'' "Which is Diamond Dick, Jr.?" inquired the sheriff, looking at the young sport doubtfully. "Here," answered Bertie, with a laugh. Then1 without dismounting, he began divesting himself of his disguise-, removing coat, trousers and hat and throwing the garments down at the trailside. After tbat he drew his sombrero from the breast of hi'i short jacket, knocked out the wrinkles and placed the hat on his head. "Diamond Dick, Jr., l\ledford," the young sport went on, reaching from his 'saddle to grasp the sheriff's horny hand. "Then ye wasn't killed, arter all?" queried Med ford. 11Hardly." "I reckon it's up to us ter turn tail an' take the back track with ye, hey?" "No. Keep right on until you get to the Four:.Iile House. Unless Mrs Jarvis has released them, yon will firid Jarvis and a big Cliinaman bound and gagged iu a room on the second floor. Bring them to town." "Has Jarvis been up ter somethiu' we kin put bim through fer?" "Yes." "Thet's the best news I've heerd in quite a spell. We'll git 'em ef they're thar, Dimun Dick, Jr." Medford turned to his men. "Spurs an' quirts, boys[" he shouted. "Hyer's ollr chance at Gig Jarvis, at last!" ''Whoop-ee !'' shouted the men, and away they went at top speed. "It'll be a sorry day fer Jarvis ef he tries ter fight with thet outfit," remarked Handsome Harry. "They're Rangers, to a man, an' fightin' comes second nature to 'em." "Whi le they ride one way," observed Diamond Dick, Jr., "it's up to us to ride as fast the other. I have an idea that there's something warm and lively on the docket in Oil City." '' Sco('Jt on ahead, son,'' said Harry. '' Diming Dick is kinder hangin' fire waitin' ter git a report from you. Spotty an' I will faller with this pris'ner, an', mayhap, we'll be on hand ter j'ine in the fracas ef one happens ter be turned on.'' "All right, old pard," answered Bertie, and relin quished the bridle rein of Bill's horse into the old Serpent's hand. young sport's mount had both bottom and speed, and the hors!! gave ample evidence of his qur:ilifications while hustling young Diamond Dick into Oil City. As the tall derricks, the spouting gushers, the shanties, the pumping aud digging machines, and tbe bir,: iron storage tanks of the town hove into sight, Bertie could see at a glance that there was some sort of excitement on. People were rn11ning back and forth, or talking excitedly in groups-laborers i11 hip boots haranguing with better-dressed men, in the street or on platforms in front of store buildings. For a speculator in an oil country to attempt to beat a man out of oil lands was as heinous an offense as horse stealing used to be in the early days of the With a lynching in prospect it was hardly the right thing for llJe sheriff to take himself out of the town. Medford might have been invited to make himself absent, however, and whenever such an invitation comes from half a hundred frantic citizens, the best thing any sheriff can do is to retire as gracefully as he dm. Or, if this had not happened, then Medford had pulled out in ignorance of what was taking place. _.

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20 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKCY. "Yes, et docs; and not only you, but Rivero and Keegan by.er. 1 The boss of Terrible saw that he would have to say something that would smooth out Buford's suspicions, if he expected to get any service out of him in the pending crisis. "Well, et ought to be as plain as the nose oi1 your face where my interest is," he said. "I have got five thousand dollars interest in her, and I must see to et that no harm comes to her before I git my clutch on the goods. See ?11 "Wull, who was goi111 to harm her.,, "I meaut to see that nobod y did, that was all. Come, Nick, no need our quarreling over et." "No, I opine not, but I be durn ef I like to leave her with this hyer popper in her possessiop. No tellin 1 what harm she may do somebody with et ef we do.'1 ':And you will all see what harm will be done, you do not get out of here in a hurry," now cried the half-caste, taking the plug out of Buford's ear and stepping back and covering them a ll. "I have got a dose of pi1ls here for som ebody.,, She spoke in a way that showed that she meant it, and they tumbled out of her presence with haste. CHAPTER IX. SURPRISE OF SURPRISES. There was no further incident worthy of mention on the mesa the remainder of the afternoon. Mercedes remained in her hut most of the time, where she was supplied with wat e r and some coars e bread and smoke-dried me Jt. Just as it was growing dnrk somethin g came into the adobe house with a slight thud 011 the ground, and she made haste to see what it was, finding it WflS what she had waited for. It was the material for her signal fire, or fire wheel. An Indian maid, or at any rate, h aving Indian blood in her veins, and having lived all her life in an Indian pueblo, she was versed in all their arts, if arts will apply. She set about her task immediately. By the time it was thoroughly dark it was done . S e had worked jn darkness, but her finger s were thoroughly familiar with the work. Just as she finished, was ;i presence in the doorway. "Are you here?" was whispered in Spanish. "Yes, I am here, was the response. "Then now is your chance. Whom would yott signal?" "My people." "For what purpose?" ''rrhat they may rescue me.'' "Is that all?" "And that they may punish my captors.'' 11Is that all?" "Yes.,, "What of me?" "You can escape with me." "You mean it?" "Certainly I mean it." "Very well, it is a bargain." "Is the coast all clear that way?>' "Yes, and now is yonr chance. Wait one minute till I get away." ''All right.'' "The n I will give you about a minute to wave your signal before I will discover you." "That will be sufficient." ''Then act now, while the gang are at their mess.'' "Si, senor. The Mexican passed on, and the girl slipped out of the hut. She hastened to tlie edge of the mesa, or as near it as she dared to approach for fear of losing her footing. There she lighted a match and applied it to her hoop, and in two or three seconcls it was a hoop of living fire, and she twirled it rapidly a round and around. "Now, mi madre," she said, in a half whisper, y ou know where I am. I know your eyes never tire when yo11 \Vatch for a sign. Here it is; you know where I am; you know that all is well or the signal would not be thlls. Now, then, do you your part!" O f a s11ddeu came a shout. lt was from the dire ction of the cluster of adobe hon s e s With a c r y, the half-ca s te dropped the hoop of fire, and it w ent on a spin down the s ide of the mesa. "Zamacuco l 'What do you there?" It was the voice of the guard. Instantly the girl left the spot, making a detour in the direction of lier hnl. "What is th e matter?" called the voice of El Raton. "A fire! A signal!" "vV here?" "It wa s there, at the e d g e of t.he me sa." "Fool! Why did y on not s hoot? "I th ought to capture the idiot who wa s making it." "Spread out, men, and we will have him," cried Rato1i. "We have a traitor in camp!" The whole evil crew bf them was ont now, aud they ran this way and that, e x citedly. Bnt no one was to be seell. It was dark, save for the s tars and the faint light that came from some of the
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 21 Several of the men carried ropes-indubitably sug gestive of the mob's purpose when they once got their clutches on Hazen. "Save me, save me!" implored Hazen, shaking with terror. '11'11 do the right thing if you get me out of this, Diamond Dick! Save my life and I'll make everything riglit." "rrhat's all we'll save you for, Hazeu," muttered the old veteran. "Cut him loose, Bertie, quic'k 'fake him into that building yonder--into the rear door and out the frout-then hustle him over to Chrisler'$. Chrisler's house is close to railroad track-watch the tracl.:: and look out for a signal from me!" Already the mob had caught sight of Hazeu, aud a triumphant yell went up from every throat. I To slash a knife through the rope that held Hazen to the derrick was the work of a moment, and thc11, holding onto the arm of the frightened oil man, tl1e young sport dashed tmvard the small building which stood to the left of the derrick, and was used :ls a j;torage place for empty barrels. "Stop I" yelled the crowd. "We want that mau !" "'!'urn him over to us or we'll. shoot!" The shouts served merely to quicken the pace of the frightened Haz en. Into the storehouse he and Bertie dashed, and old D iamond Dick rau after them and posted himself in the doorway, weapous ready. "Back!" shouted Dia111011d Dick, leveling his forty-fours at the foremost men of the m ob who seemed bent on running him down. "Clear the way or we'll kill ye!" was the auswer. "You'll not kill me, friend," was Dick's cool response, "and I'm not going to kill any of you." "What're ye stoppin' us fer?" "Because I have u s e for Haze n before you transact your business with him." "Our bizuess is more important than yours!" "Possibly, but I'm first. I'm acting ir1 behalf of yo1111g Tilbury." ''Tilbury's dead! Hazen has killed liim ter git him out o' the way!" "Tilbury's not dead!\ Evau Tilbury himself was the speaker and lie crowded to the door and rauge d himself at Diamond Dick's s ide. For a 11lO!lle11t the crowd was silent an<.I it was plain that they were waveri.11g. But a shrill voice yelled: "Tilbury's affair hasn't got nothin' ter do with mine! I'm the one he cheated! I'm the 011e he bunkoed out of a fortune! String him up on my account I Aire ye men, o:r cattle, tbet ye'll let a couple stand in yer way an' head ye off?" It was the voice of the farmer who had first aroused the mob aud started it ou tbe warpat11. The voice was still powerful, and, before Diamond Dick, or Tilbury, CQuld say a word iu remonstrance, tliey lrnd been swept aside like chaff and the rabble jammed in through the door of the storehouse. Wheu the last wan was inside, the old veteran helped young Tilbury to his feet. "vVe've got to get Hazen out of this or he'll be strung up before he has a chance to square himself with you," said Diamond Djck, after drawing the young mau to one side. "He's done for now," auswered 'I'ilbury. "He's in the storehouse, and nothing on earth can save him from that gang.'' "He's not iu the storehouse,'' :111swered Diamond Dick; 11be's at Chrisler's. ''At Cbrisler's ?'' echoed the amazed Tilbury. I "Yes. went on Dick, "and we've got to get him out of town in the shortest possible time." "How can we do it?" "Go down to the railroad depot, Tilbury, get a handcar anr;l 1_)nsh it up the track behind Chrisler's house.'' "Theu where'l1 we go?" "'ro Call-Out, the next. town west. There we can get Hazen to make a settlement. Hurry! Time is short, and the town appears to be against Hazen." "He has brought it all on himself," answered Til bury, as be hastened away in the direction of the railroad depot. When old Diamond Dick left the scene of the recent excitement, the mob was tumbling about the empty barrels lookiug iuside o.f each and expecting every moment to fiud the olilject of their animosity. The veteran started for Chrisler's house on the yo11ng sport's horse, which w;1s still where it had been left. Chrisler did not live at a very great distance and, wheu Diamond Dick dismounted a11d rau into the house he foulld Chrisler there, and Bertie, a11d Hazen.

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22 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BIEST WEEKLY. The oil man was as white as deatl,1 and as Hmp as a rag. His courage was entirely go"ne. "They'll get me," he said, tre111ulot1sly. "They'll go all over the town and tl!ey111 get rn e, sure l" ''It would be no t11ore than you deserve jf they did get you," answered Chrisler, shooting a look of aoutempt at Haze:; u. the biggest villain unhung, and you know it.'' "I've done wrong, but I'm willing to make ttp for it," said the trembling wretch. "Save my life, Diamond Diak, and I'll do whatever I can to make matters right." "You '11 have the chance to square yourself, never fear about that," answered the veteran. "Go upstairs, Chri:oler," he added, turning to the owner of the house, "and look out toward the at the big l:llsber. We must keep track of the doings of the moh, if we can.'' Chrisler sprang into tl1e haH aud then up the stairs two steps at a "The melt i11 making for the railroad depot at a run!" be criod, in a few moments. "If they tlllCe get to the depot it will only be a little while until they get here," groaned Hazen. "Something bas got to be done, Diamond Dick! Something has got to be done right off! Good heavens! Why, they'd Jiang me! They'd hang me withot1t a trial!" "Of course they would," answered Di.amond Dick, Jr. "Something is going to be done," spoke up tlie veterau from a rear window, which overlooked the railroad track. "We'll save your neck, Hazen, and here's where we do it." While speaking the last words Diamond Dick threw open the kitchen door and gave all in the room a sight of Tilbury, standing on a handcar, less than fifty feet away. "Come on!" called Diamond Dick, and he, and Bertie and Hazen made a dash for the handcar and climbed aboard. Far down the track the mob could be seen, hastening toward them in a straggling line, every.man on a keen run. "Hurry!" shouted_ the panic-stricken Hazen, laying hold of the handlebars and beginning to pump with all his strength. ''Catch hold, all of you! Tilbury, bear down, bear dow11 !" There was something of the irony of fate in this demand which the oil man made upon the son of his former partner. He was urging Evan Tilbury to help in the cf his-Hazen 's-Iife; aud Hazen, not many hours before, supposed that he bad hired a ruffian to put 'rilbury out of the way. But young 'rilbury1 while he was making one stroke for Hazen, was making two for himself; for, if H aze n W<'\S saved, tlie Tilbury interest in the Mesa Oil Company would revert to young 'rilbury without any question. As the haudcar glided away, old Diamond Dick shouted back to Chrisler, who stood in his kitchen door watching the flight and pursuit:. "Return Diamond Dick, Jr. 's horse to the barn, Chrisler!'' "Oh, confound the horse!" shouted back Chrisler. "Get that villain where he'll have to make things right with Ev." "Rest easy about Ev," answered old Diamond Dick; "he' ll come out ou top and with ground to spare.'' Th.en the handcar passed out of talking distance and the mob gave up the pursuit, came to a standstill, aud shook their. fists and yelled in baffled rage. But it was the best thing that ever happened to those O il City people that the Dicks succeed ed in away their inteuded victim and saving them from committing a deed which, iu after times, they would have deeply regretted. CHAPTER IX. HAZEN SETTLES WITH TILBURY. The town west of Oil City succeeded in living and being prosrerous in spite of its pe culiar name of "Call-Ont.'' Tl1e handcar rolled into this place about the mid d !e of the afternoon, aud its passengers disembarked and made for the office of the nearest lawyer. Hazen, now tliat he was safe from the mob, sho\ved a disposition to dicker, and to drive a sharp bargain with young Tilbury. Old Diamond Dick pnt a quietus ou that line of actiou and did it with his cus tomary promptness. "Don' t forget, Hazen," said he, "that you're not yet out of the woods. 'Try to do anything but the right thing and I will have you arrested by the deputy sheriff who lives in this town and he will be

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DIAMOND DHCK, JR.-THE BEST WEEl.t-blooded scoundrel! ever saw i n my l i f e said t h e veteran, "and I can assure you t hat I have seen a good many."

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24 DIAMOND DICI{, JR.-THE ROYS' BEST "There's no call for indulging in hard words," was the oil man's suave answer. ''"When our busi ness is over we'll all cry quits and go our differ&Jt ways." "That's right," said Diamond Dick, "and see to it, Hazen, that your trail never cros ses mine in the future. It won't be well for yon." The lawyer in Call-Out drew 11p the papers nece s sary in the case, and held tl1em pending the cl osing of the deal. fi1st passenge r train back to Oil City carried the Dicks and Tilbury, and when they left Ha L en they had told him that, as a preliminary to closing their deal, he must square himself with the farmer whom he had victimized. Hazen promised that he wo11lcl do this. An Oil City attcrney looked up the records for Diamond Dick and found the M es:t Hill Company in substantially. the condition reported by Haz en This was some time on the day following the ex citeme11t at the big gusher, and after the attorney had made his report, the old veteran lrnnter! np the farmer wlio had cat1secl all the troubl e on the preceding day and found 011t from him tha t H az en had sent back .the deed which he had secnred b y fran c and that the former had 11o w 110 c0mplai11t to make. Thereupon Diamond Dick sent the you ; 1 g sport to Call-Out with a certificate of deposit on the Ouray bank, made payabl e to the order o f J as p e r Hneu. Bertie excbauged the mone y for the deed, and, as $ 5 0 ,000 had already b ee n g i\'en to 'l'ilbury for part of his interest, Dick and h i s pards fo1111d the m se lves started in the oil business The fir s t intimation that Harry had of what w a s going on was when he rea d the names of the partie s of the seoond part in the two deeds given re spectively by James Haieu and Evan Tilbury. 'l'hese names were as follows: Richard Wade, Ber tie Wade, Handsome H arry and Two-Spot The old Serpent could only stare at the de.e d and then at Diamond Dick in a sort of speechles s d is m ay. "Are-are we goin' out o' the railroad biz11ess Dick?" a sked Harry. ((Yes." "But what's goin' ter become o' the road?" "We're going to sell it." Then Handsome Harry began to louk as tllftiugh he was sorry. "I don't believe we _ort to," said he. ((Why, you've been talking nothing else hut sell for the last two months." ((I know, but--,, The old Serpent paused aud cleared his throat. "But what?" "Why, dllln it all, I was beginuin' ter think a heap o' thet road, Dick an'--" Get a pail, get a pail,'' chirped Two-Spot, "Reddy s goin' to l eak!" A l a ui!h went up f ro m the D icks, aud Harry after making n swipe a t the grinning Two-Spot, s ettled back iu his cJ1air and resigned himself to the situa tion. CHAPTER X. C ONCLUSION Harry and Two-Spot had brought i11 Bill, the wm111de d outlaw, and lande d hiin safely behiud the bars, along with :Meeke r aud the othe r m a u. The N e w O rl eans d e t ecti \'e was summo11ed by wire and after h e had see11 the three men he not only i d e n tified a s Phil Lnray, bltt al so recog11ized his two companions as me11 who were also wa nted in I A r eqc1isiti0:1 or ; l lie Governor of 'fexa s was made. aud the three outla ws were taken away and ulti rnately trie u convicted for their misdeed:>. The sheriff w as not a ble t o fin d jnrvi s o r Chi11:rnia n. .1an i s f1:;cl discovered t lie plight of the tv:o men sliortlv a f ter D i:illlO!lJ Jr., a ntl t h e :'\ew Y ork kid lin d lclt t lie Fo1ir-:1li le House wit h B i ll. 1eknsin g lier hu sb::.nd uml San Wah tlie) iind take n t wo o f the fleetest horses i n t !ie stable aud B ed to pails 1111b1owu. As soon a s slie could sell 011t, Jarvis fo l l o w e d her husband. 'rlrns t ha t p'.lrt of the q rnutry was cleared o f a s1Js picio n s c h n rn c t e r, nnd it w as jns t as w ell, p erhaps, everything co nsidere d, that J arvis aud the Chink were abl e to maki: a rnn of it. 'l'he Four-Mile HoufJe passed into the liauc1s of a Kentuckia n who w as uot 01Jly a l aw-abiding man, but who likewise h ad the sand and the c apacity for presening order aud h olding his ow1i. He clid a prosperous business at the haugout, and ultimately lived clown the evil reputation which the place had won for itseif under the managemen t o Gig Jarvis.

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DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 25 The sale of the Tough-Nut and Pick-Me-Up Rail roiid was consummated by old Diamond Dick, who made a personal visit to San Francisco for the purpose of closing tbe deal. The reader may remember how the road came into the hands of tJie Dicks, having received by them in part payment for a gold mine; and the reader may al s o remember in what a sorry condition the line was in eq ui pmeu t, management and everything else. Gnder the skillful control of the Dicks, and owing quite as much no doubt to their bold forays against the trouble-breeders and gun-fanners infesting the rigbt of way, the road was raised to a high standard of excellence and became one of the best paying properties in the whole Territory. All this was taken into conside r ation when the line was sold, and the old veternn a11cl the yonng sport receiyed a handsome profit over their original invest which repaid them for all their labors. It will not be forgotten that Fritz Dunder, the "Hot T:i'.11ale," was in Ouray d11ri11g the lively times iu City. He lrnd 11ot accompanied Bertie, Harry and 'fwo Spot to Oil City for ti1e reason that he h a d made au attempt to win by riding a broncl10. He had not won the $5 but he had earned six full weeks in the railroad hospita l, and wa s doing time in that institution when word came that the Dicks had sold the road and were to leave Ouray for good. Fritz was all broken up over the malte r, bnt a ray of comfort came to him 111 the person of Bung Loo, tlie clever youug Chink, wiio had "trotted a few heats''-as Two-Spot would sJy-witli the Dicks au
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LOOK FOR NAMES OF PRIZE WINNERS ON PACE 28. -. "Gle-ory catamounts and sarpints-a rip-roarin' hummer." That's what this new contest is. Just look at that pl'ize offer on the opposite page! Isn't that just what you wanted? Pitch in, boys; the more the merrier. We're off on this new contest at a gallop. A Night with the Hazers. (By Hugh B. Tabb, Ry.) "Say, Drain, what do you say to having some fun to night?" The speaker was Logan English, the place was bis room in the boarding-house of the Hardin Collegiate Institute. "You know I'm in for anything. What is it?" said Karl Drain. ''I was thinking that we could get together a crowd of us sophomores aud give the freshmen the surprise of their lives in the way of a hazing," continued Logan. "Logan, you are a brick!" cried Karl, euthusiastically. Of collrse we will." Thus encouraged, Logan unfolded his plan, and if we judge it by the expression on Karl's face it must have \Je e n a ca pi ta! one. "Now, :{a:rl, we must be off. Have all .the soph-0mores to meet uuder that oak tree in the ee11ter of t:ihe campus at ten o'clock to-night. So long!" Both \Joys now hurried away. Karl Drain hopped into the rooms occu .pied by Burton Macy and Ed. Buchauau. "Say, fellows!'' he chirped, "if you want to see something that is mor.e fun than a dog-fight, just come down to the front entrance." The hour was late, but hoth jumped up and followed Drain. When they reached the entrance they were lll!lceremoniously picked up iu the arms of half-a-dozen sophomores. '1'wo ot11er freshmeu, big country hulks, whose room had been invaded, had put up a stiff fight. As a corise queuce, they had scored up against their account two sophomoric black eyes and a bleeding nose. Jn this way a press-gang of twenty or more freshmen had been gathered out on the college campus. Each of them was armed with a liroom, which he was required to handle as if it were an army rifle. "Hep! hep! hep! Company-halt! Parade, rest! Company, 'tention Line up for inspection I Carryarms !" English was drill-master, but had many lieutenants all armed with switches. ''Stand up straight! :Bunch up! Head erect! Eyes to the front!'' Swish! swish! swish! went the switches. ''Wow!'' Macy exclaimed. ''It hurts! It hurts!" Buchanan ''was hoppin g up and like a chicken on a bed of live coals." The two big countrymen near the bead of the line were being tmmercifully castigated. "Now," said English, who wanted to humiliate the two all he could for what they bad done, ''being very prominent men, we desire people to know who you are. Put your arms about yonder light pole and continue to call as loud as you can: '' 'We are two greasy old country sagers' Do you understand?" "Yes-yes, sir!' said the now subdued freshmen. The. other freshmen were ordered to do almost every thing ridiculous, but in the 111ea11ti'me the two country boys were clinging to the electric light pole crying out with the best power of their lungs: "We are two greasy old country sagers We are two greasy old country sagers !" Truly enough, they were paying dearly for those blackened sophomoric optics aud bleeding proboscis. "Look out, boys! You bad better scatter. Thefaculty thinks this has gone on Jong enough," said one of the sophomores. The result was that when the faculty arrived a few minutes later no one was in sight. That nigbt, however, will be long remembered by both fresh men and sophomores at the dear old H. C. I. Killing an Owl. (By F. Leo Smith, Md.) One day I went out with my .22 Winchester rifle to try to shoot some birds. I was only going around town and in the swamp near by. I met two other boys with air rifles, Eugene Hammond aud Oscar Holbrewer, the latter known to the boys as Brigam; also about six other boys who did not have any rifles, but .went along

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za Dll\MOND DICK, JR.-THe BOYS' BEST WEEKLY .. to see what we killed. While we were bunting around in the swamp one of the boys said: ''Let's go up to Mr. Will Smith's Barrack. Perhaps there is an owl there.'' So up we went, and when one of the boys got inside be said: ''Ob, here is a booby owl. Run out or he will kill you." :B.ut it only happeped to be a l!
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WI'"rI--I: FIJI ISLANDERS. BY MATE K. The Hunte r a 13ritish vessel, sailed in 1872 on a cruise from Bengal to New Soutli Wales, the Fiji Islands, and Canton. Sile was commanded by CF1ptain Hobson, and during her stay at Fiji her crew became iurnlved iu an affair with the islanders, The story was afterward related by one of the officers, Captain Dillou, in the following words: ''Early in September, two large canoes from Bow, carrying upward of two hundred men, visited the ship for the pmpose of taking ho!lle certain Europeans and their It was abol1t this time thflt Captain Rob son, being about sixty miles distant in the tender 011 an excursion against the Vilear canoes, caug!tt up with a whole fleet of these pirates, and, atta-::kiug them, cap tured no less thau fourteen. It \'ms au easy victory; bnt one of the natives happened to be killed with a cannon shot. On his return to us, the captain proposed to heave the cutter down for repairs, as she bad sustained some damage; but he deemed it prndent first to endeavor to possess hi111self of the rest of the Vilear canoes, to pre vent rbe savages from uttacking our men 'IVili e e111p\oyed on the as it would be nece,,sary to bare that boat ashore at high water. 'On the morning of September 6, the Europeans be longing to the ship Wt!re all armed with nrnskeb along with those from Bow, and thr; party was pbced under tile con:imaud of :.Ir. Non11an, the first officer of tlie Hunter. \\'e lauded at a place called the I31ack Rock, where the t\\'O caJJo e s :,hortly after joined us; the Bow chiefs ktviug with them a hundred of their men. The boats and canoes then pnl off into deep waler, so as to prerl'!11t their gctti11g at the ebbing of the tide. "Upon ot1r landing, the Europeans bega11 to d isper;,e i!lto small partie.; of two, three and four in a group. I begged of .:.\fr. Norman to order the me11 to keep close to;.;ether, but no attention was paid to my entreaties. We proceeded over a level plaiu without interruption till we arrived at the foot of a bill, which we ascended; and then a few uatives showed themselves ai1d tried to irritate us by their shouts and gestures. '!'urning to the right, Mr. Normau weut along a pnth leading to some native hut1l, while J followed hini with se,'eu other Europeans, au to understaud that some of their men, as well as Europeans, had been killed by the Vllear natives, who bad lain concealed until had ascended to the tableland, wlie11 they attacked our straggling parties, of whom only two individuals escaped. 'Tb ere were teu musket men in our party, with the Bow chiefs and a followor. We irn111ediately got out of the thicket oil to the tableland, where there were three of the islanders who called out to us that several of our men were killed, and that we should share the same fate. Before desceudiug to the plaiu, a young man, named John Graham, separated from us and ran into a thicket on the left of the road, where he was speedily pursued by three :mvages, and dispatched. As we descended we c1iscovc1ed that the plain betwee1:1 us and the boats was covered by tl10usauds of infuriated and armed natives, who bad prepared to give us a warm reception. When we got to the bottom of the J1ill, the savages stood 011 each side of the path, brandishing their weapons, and with their bodies and counteuances besmeared with the blood of our slallghtered companions. 'At this l1JOU1cnt, a nnti\e who ltad followe d u:; down tbe drclidty t)llew a lance at Mr. Norma11, who, pierced throu,,;h the body by the weapo11, ran a few yards and then foll apparently dead. 'I'urnipg round sharply, I fired the native and reloaded my piece as quickly as possible; hut when I looked for 111y co111-panious, I found rhat they had fled in all directions, while the as:>ernbled islanders had quitted tbe p<1th to pu1si1eour flying meu. I tl1erebre das)1eo on
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30 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. get to the boats ou account of the nearness of my pursuers. Observing some of our men upon our right, I called to them: 'Take the hill! take the bill! '"We got to the summit, when the following persons mustered with all possible speed: Charles Savage ; Luis, a Chinaman, and Martin Bushart, with Thomas Dafry and William Wilson. The three former res id ed at Bow, the others were seamen belonging to the ship. Dafry had been wounded in several parts of the body and the point of a spear bad pi e rced hi s shoulder, having ente red from behind and come out in front under the collarbone. Fortunately, the rock to wlJich we had e scap e d was so steep that few persons could a s cend a t a time, but the savages shot arrows at us from the bas e of the declivity. ''I now took command of the party, and stationed each man i u the be s t way possible under the ci rcumstance s. I did not allow more than one or two muskets to be fired at a time, and kept the w ounded man loading for the others . Several of the nativ es, approaching too near, were immediately shot by us, which caused the remainde r to keep at a resp ectful di s t a nce from the rock; but the savages had now gathe red in the plain beneath us in considerable force, and surrounded our positi o n with vehement yells, as a dee d was about to be enacted of the most horrid and revolting character. Fires were speedily prepared, and ovens heated for the reception of the bodies of our ill fated companions who h a d been slain; and, while the cannibals sang and danced with joy over the prizes, each corpse w a s placed in an oven to be baked as a repast for the victors. "By this time the fory of the savages was somewhat abated, and they b egan to listen to our offers o f agreement. I reminded them tha t ei ght of their men w e re prisoners on board the Hunter, and told them that if w e were killed, these men would be put to death; but if we were spareJ, we would cause them to be released immediately. The bead pries t, who is regarde d as a d e ity among the Fiji Islanders, asked if these men w e re still alive. I replied that they were, and I would send a man to the captain to order them to be rele a sed if be wonld convey my messenger safely down to the boat. ''This the priest promised to do and I prevailed u p on Dafry, who was wounded and w ithout arms to d ef end himself, to venture upon this mission, unde r the e scort of this venerable savage. Dafry was to inform Captain Robson of our horrid position, and that it was my l articular request that he should r e leas e one-half the pris oners, after showing them a large chest of iron-mongery, whales' teeth, etc., which he might promise to give to the other four, with their liberty, the moment we returned to the ves s el in safety. '' Dafry did as I directed, and I did not lose sight of him until he got on the ship's deck. A cessation of arms now took place; while several chiefs asce n ded the bill with professions of friendship, and offered security if we would go down with them. To this I would not accede, nor allow any of my men to do so, till Charles Savage, who bad resided on the islands for more than five years, and spoke the native dialect fluently, begged permission to go down as he bad no doubt their promises would be kept, and he would be able to procure a peace and obtain our safe return to the vessel. "Overcome by his importunities, I at last consented but told him that he must leave with tne his musket and ammunition. This he did, and proceeded to the spo wh e re Bonaser, the head priest, was surrounde d by chiefs, who appeared happy to receive him. Unknown t o me, the Chinaman Luis had stolen down to the opposite sid e of the hill to place himself under tl1e protection of a chief with whom he was acquainted, and to whom h e had rendered important s ervices in former wars. The !slanders, finding they could not prevail on me to place myse lf in their power, sent up a yell that rent the air. At that moment Savage was seized by the legs, and with bis head placed in a well of fresh water, was h e ld in that state by six men until he was snffocated. At the same instant a powerful native got b ehind Luis and with a huge club knocked the upper part of the Ohinaman' s skull to pieces "There were now only three of us left upo n the bill, and we were furiously attacked by the cannibals, who pressed clo s ely u pon us. Wilson being a bad sl!ot, w e kept him loading the firearm s while Bushart and I fired them off. Having four muskets w e managed so that two of the m always remained unloaded. "Bushart was an excellent marksman. With twenty eight di schar ges, he shot twenty-se ven of the savages, only once mi ssing his aim. I al s o kille d and wounded s om e of the en e my, wh o finding they could not conquer us without great Joss to tbemseh es, kept off and vowed v e n g eance. The human bodies b eing now prepared, they were taken from the ovens, a11d share d out t() the different trib es of cannibals, who devoured theft' r epast with avidity. "Having now no more than seven cartridges left, we d e t ermine d that as soon as darkness set in we woul d place the muzzles of our guns to our hearts, with the butts to the ground, a11 d di scharge the p ie ces into our breasts, thus to avoid the dauger of falling alive into the hands of these crnel and mercil e ss men. At this momem the boat put off from the ship and got close t o the land iug place, where we could see the eight prisoners being brought ou pmpose to give them tbeir liberty: ''I could not imagine how the captain could be persuaded to act in this strange 111a11ner, as tbe onl y hope of our lives being spared was by allowing ouly a part of the prisoners to land, and b y keepi n g the othe; s on board, to give an incentive to the liberated islanders to inte rcede with their friend s on shore to spare our lives, that we might in return protect their co11ntrymeu when we got on board the Huuter. "Shortly after the prisoners landed they were con v e y e d unarmed up the ro c k to m e The ei ght natives w ere preceded by the priest, who informed me that Cap tain Robson had released them, and sent a chest of cutlery, etc., on sh ore for the chiefs, with orders for us t o deliver our muskets to them, when the pries t would see us safely to the boats. These terms I refused. 'The priest then turned to B11shart and harangued him on the policy of our complying. The thought now entered by head of making the priest my pr;soner, and either to kill him or regain my liberty. ''Accordingly, I tied Savage's musket with lily neck cloth to the belt of my cartridge box, and presenting m y own musket to the priest's head, 'told him I would in stantly shoot him if he attempted to run a way' or if a,ny of his countrymen offered to molest us. I then directed

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DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST .WEEKLY. 31 bim to proceed before me to the boat, threatening him with immediate death in case he did not comply with my orders. "Thinking it prudent to obey, tbe priest led the way for us down the hill, and as we passed along through the mul ti tu de of uati ves he exhorted 'them not to molest us, for if they did so, he would be shot, and they would conse quently incur the wrath of the gods, who would be angry at their disobedience of the divine commands, and would cause the sea to rise and swallow up the islands and all the in ha bi tan ts. The warning of their spiritual adviser caused all the cannibals to be seated forthwith upon the grass. ''Being now out of danger, however, we returned thanks to Divine Providence for our escape and proceeded toward the ship, which we reached just as the sun was setting. ''I expostulated with Captain Robson on bis extraordinary conduct in causing so many human beings to be unnecessarily sacrificed. He made some absurd apolo gies, and inquired if we were the only persons who had escaped. I replied that such was the case, but if the natives could have made proper use of the muskets which fell into their hands on 'that occasion we must all have been killed." "The priest proceeded toward the boats, with the muz zles of Bu<>hart's and Wilson's muskets at his ears, while the muzzle of mine was placed between bis shoulders. Ou nearing the water he made a sudden stop. I ordered him to go on, but this he refused to do, declaring be would go no farther, and I might shoot him if I pleased. ''Threatening to take him at his word if he persisted in his obstinacy, I asked him why he would not go to tbe water's edge. He replied, 'You want to take llle on board and put me to torture. ''There being no time to lose, I told him to stand still, or I would shoot him if he attempted to move be fore I got into the boat. \Ve then backward to the water side, and up to our breasts in water, when we embarked. But we were no sooner on board than the islanders came down to 'the b e ach and with their bows and slings saluted us with showers of arrows and stones. RIDER AGENTS WANTED One In each town to !'Ide and exhibit sample 1!>02 Bic)'cle. 1902 Modals, $9 to $f 5 'OJ & 'OB Models, bl;;h .rrade, $7 to $11 SDOllccond-hand Whee/a anwc-atalogues for us. Wrtteat lht and our wonderful ent, MEAD OYOI. CO. You are an American Boy and Should Know All About Of Course You Have Seen It" A '-VINNER '-VITH THE BOYS. THE FINEST MOST UP-TO-DATE STORY PAPER EVER PUBLISHED. Frank Merriweil, the great Vale Athlete, writes exclusively for fine rattling serial stories always running in The celebrated ''Old Pard" conducts his famous "corner" in The Boys of f\merica League has for its official organ The Young Authors' Contest is now running in The liveliest jokes and short stories are printed in f\nd the finest and most exciting stories of adventure aire found in Ask your newsdealer to show you a cop y of this rattling weekly, or stmd for a s_amp/e copy to STR.EET &. .S.M.ITH, 238 William Street, New Yol'k. C" IT IS JUST \f.l/HA"!r YOU ARE LOOKJNC FOR. CET IT THIS 1 ..

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,DIAM 0 ND DICK WEEKLY .. (LARGE SIZE.) The most Unique and Fascinating Tales of Western Romance. Dick's Clean-Up; or, 111e Thugs of Comet City. 259-Diamond Dick's Chase of the Card Sharps; or, Held for Ransom by the Mexicans. 1 260--Diamond Dick's Still Hunt Underground; or, the Ghost of the Mine. 261-Diamond Dick and the Kid-Glove Sport; or, The Fatal Ride to the Lost Mine. 262-Diamond Dick's Strike at the Gold Mill; or, The New Hand's Secret Deal. 263-Diamond Dick's Lively Play on the Quiet; or, Diamond Dick Jr.'s Tandem Rescue. 264-Diamond Dick and the Backers of San Simon; or, A Terrible Prophecy Fulfilled. 265-Diamond Dick's Rival and the Bogus Troopers; or, The Plot Against the Governor. 266--Diamond Dick's Ant;-Gun Crusade; or, ln the Hands of the Poker Flat Swindlers. 267-Diamoncl Dick' s Helping Hand; or, The Battle of Apache Hill. 268-Diarnond Dick's Play to Win; or, Up Against the Mine Brokers. 265)-Diamond Dick on the Trail of the Smugglers; or, Two-Spot and the Kid from Nowhere. 270--Diamond Dick and the Brothers of the Eowie; or, The Fight for the Rich "Pocket.'' 271-Diamond Dick's Blacklist; or, Branded as Traitors. 272-Diamond Dick's Railroad Ded; or, The Message from Midnight Pass. 273-Diamond Dick's Set-to with the Keever Gang; or, The Trouble with No. 7. 274-Diamond Dick and the Hannibal County Desperadoes; or, Against Judge and Jury. 275-Diamond Dick's Moonlight Attack; or, The Freight Thieves of the T. N. & P. Railroad. 276-Diamond Dick's Deadly Charge; or, The Cattle Rustler's Ambush. 277-Diamond Dick on the Bean Trail; or, Black Bill's Doom. 278-Diamond Dick in Chicago; or, A Bold Game in the Metropolis. 279-Diamond Dick's Quick Action; or, The Faste.:;t Fight on Record. 280--Diamond Dick's Fair Enemy; or, The Plot of the Mexican Girl. 281-Diamond Dick and the Express Robbers; or, Tornado Kate's Ten Strike. 282-Diamond Dick's Four of a Kind; or, The Set-to at Secret Pass. 283-Diamond Dick's Four-footed Pard; or, \\iinning a Game Hands Down. 284-Diamond Dick's Cannon-Ball Special; or, Handsome Harry's Finest. 285-Diamond Dick's Flying Switch; or, Trapping the Tough-Nut Terrors. 286--Diamond Dick's Rush Orders; or, A Quick Windup at the Post. 287-Diamoncl Dick' s Dutch Puzzle; or, the "Hot Tamale's" Hard Lucic 288-Diam<'md Dick at Full-Hand Ferry; o r, Rough \\Tork on Rapid River. 289-Diamond Dick and the Black Dwarf; or, Hot Work for Uncle Sam. 290-Diamond Dick and the Tim her Thieves; or. A C l ose Call in Custer's Cation. 291-Diamond Dick's Mid-Air Fight; or, At Qdds with the Circus Crooks. 292-Diamond Dick in the Oil Fields; or. A LiYely "Go" at the Big "Gusher." All of the above numbers always on hand. If you cannot get them from your news ;i dealer, five cents a copy will bring them to you by mail, ptJ&tpaid.

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