Dick Drew, the miner's son, or, Apollo Bill, the road-agent : a story of the mines

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Dick Drew, the miner's son, or, Apollo Bill, the road-agent : a story of the mines

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Dick Drew, the miner's son, or, Apollo Bill, the road-agent : a story of the mines
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OOpyrl ght l8821888. by Beadl e & A<1ams. Ente red a t Post o m ce, N e w Y ork, N Y a s second c lass matte r M a r 15, 189!:1 No.48 THE ARTHUR WESTBROOK CO. Cle veland, Ohio Vo l. IV

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>pyrl ght 18821888. by Beadle & Adams. Ente r e d a t Po t omc e N e w York. N. Y., as second class m a tter. Ma r 15. 1:;, No.'.48 Issued Wreldy, THE ARTHUR WESTBROOK CO. Cleveland, Ohio Price 5 Cents. $z.so a Year. l>Bli:?.' RECEIVED BLOW lCIW!IS T lll!: FA C!" THAT F.PTTENED ITTM TO Tl'rE GROU?'D Vol. IV

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Dick Drew, 11ie Miner Son. Dick Drew, THE MINER'S S ON OR1 Apollo Bill, the RoadAgent. .& 'Story ot the l'IUnes. BY EDWARD Ir. WHEELER, AUTHOR OF THE DEADWOOD DICK" NOVELS, YREKA JIM," DENVER DOLL "SIERRA SAM," ETC., ETC. CHAPTER!. THE WORK OF A WOLF. IT was a coSlly little borne, even tbough in mid JPrairie. You have, perhaps, read of an oasis in the l!l.esert. It was not a desert that surrounded this cosey little borne, for broad and f ertile prail!'i'ls stretched away toward the setting sun, while a range of mgged bills loomed up to tbe eastward. There was a snug little frame farm house, painted whit.e, and set clown with a fringe of elm-trees; tbere were hams, and other buildings to matcb; in front of the bouse beau tiful beds of flowers were in full bloom, while acres of nodding corn and grain wern to be seen, not far away, with other large tracts of ground in the vicinity where sheep, cattle and horses were peacefully grazing. It was a cooey little home incleed, and every thing about tbe plat:o seemed to argue that the greatest peace and harmony existed between those who dwelt there, while thrift and industry were vi s ible at every point. It is a bright sunny morning in the latter part of May whn we look down upon this home. The sun bad just risen above the eastern hori zon, and webs of dew yet hung upon the grass Birds were making song in the elms; the low of cows upon the prairie came in O'l the morning breeze. In the rear porch of the dwelling, overlooking the fields of grain, stood a woman, busied at churning with one of the old-fashioned dash churns. Sbe was young and tidily dressed, and not bandsome, as critics would declare, yet in ber modest demeanor-in the sort quiet of her brown eyes, and the pleasant expression upon her round face, there was much to interest and attract. In tbe doorway of the porch were playing two little girls, each holding home-made doll-bahies and singing to them. Two children more alike in every reilpect it would have been hard to find There was no particular differ.ence in their size; each had sunny flaxen hair, blue eyes, ani were \"ery much alike in countenancs; in fact, seen In two different places, they would have been pronounced one and the same. Their attire was exactly alike, too, and both seemed b l essed with a sunny nature. Yet, strange it might seem, tbese little ones bore no relation to eacb other whatever. Just within the porch, near the industrious w om a n at t he churn, sat an a ged lady in & comfortable easy rocker, engaged at kni tting, while she fondly g a zed at the little seven yea r o l ds She was a motherly.;].ooking wom an, w h ose face bore b u t few of tbe marks of time, bu t whose hair was wbtte with the frosts of ad vanced years. "The dear little angels, Mary," she said turning to tbfl maiden at the cburn-" how well I can remember wben I was a littl e girl, eve n tbougb it was so many years ago. No new11 from Bill yet, Mary?" "None, Mrs. B11tke. I saw Tom Tabor a little while ago, on bis way home from the P.ost, but he did not know anything how t b e contest cam e out. Tbe votes we r e not all counted whe n b e came away." "Well. that is some consolation, at least. I am so afraid my dear, brave boy will get into trouble. 1 can well wish he had nevor run for sberiff, although I doubt not he will make a good one." ''Of course he will! Master Bill is very pop ular all ov e r the county, except with tbose of the mffianly sort, and tbey're not of much ac court." "But very powerful. Tbey oove .had pretty mucb their own way since Owl-Eye bas been she riff, and I suppose will stick by him, while they will be very ugly toward Bill, I am afraid." "Don't worry on that score, aunty. Your son is brave emmgb to face the lot of them singl&-hauded, and they know it. "Yes! yes! William is a good, brave boy, and I have great confidenne in him. Poor fellow! so young and bad to part with his wife inside of one year. It would have drive.i most young men reckless. Do you know, Mary, I do not believe my son will ever marry again?" "Perhaps not," said Mary, turning her face toward the glowing sun, to bide an expression something akin to regret. "I suppose he i'I quite happy with you and bis child." Yes. and do you know I believe he loves Lord Clifford1s child nearly the same as bis own'i'' It would seem so to the oberver, hut the i'atber affection r;oes to little Nell," Mary re sponded. At this juncture Mary was called to attend to some househo l d duty, and tbe conversatio n dropped for tbe time beillli;. "I fancy Mary has
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Dick Drew. the Miner's Sou. 8 penon of soma five and twenty years-a chr cut Anglo-Saxon face, expressing courage, firmmiss, and power to love or bate. Tbe head was set off with a broad-rim hP.t, tipped gracefully back; the hair was worn Jo:ng, down upon tne shoulders. He sported a gi'aceful m u stache, curling at the ends; a nar row goatee ornamented his chin; bis buntingshirt, open at tbe throat, was of buckskin; and taken all in all, one would travel many a mile in the Wild West before encountering a finer specimen of hardy, sturdy manhood. And Mary Monk gazed upon the picture with eyes glistening with pride and enthusiasm. "He gave it to me," she murmured, ';and told me always to keep it as a keepsake from him. U he did not have some little care for me, why did be give it, and wby,is be always so kmd and conside rate to rne1 Ahl perhaps it is because I care for his children." Afternoon came, but with it came not William Blake home from the Post, where be had gone the previous day to electiou-he being run on one party ticket, against one Owl-)i:ye, alias Ben Bogbart, IL notorious rough, who bad bad one term of tbe office. Mother Blake sat in her old cushioned chair, 1md rocked impatiently to and fro, for she was greatly worried over her son's non-return. "I wouldn't worry, aunty," Mary said, by way of comfortin?,, although she bad some mis givings herself. 'Probably Mr. Bill bas been detained on account of business connected with the election, and will he borne by dark." But night drew on apace, and Bill Blake did 11ot retmn. "Where is my papa, grandma!" little Nell :->ej!"an to ask, while little Maude seemed equally concerned "Alas! I do not know, child," Mother Blake bad to answer. I feel as if some evil bad be failen him." "I will go for the cows myself. and tell the h!!rd-hoys to 'tend to the other chores,' Mary !laid, "and if Mr. Blake bas not returned by that time, 1 will ride ovrr to the Post, and see what is the cause of his delay." "Bless you, child-I wish you would.'' And so Mary set bravely out upon the prairie toward the grazing-fields to tell the berdsmEln what to do, at the same time carrying one of the little flaxen -haired girls with her. "It will be dark before I can get back, I fear,'' she mused, but then, I ought not to be afraid of the dark. A woman can afford to dp much for those she loves. But I do wonder what bas become of Mr. BilH It looks as if something was amiss-his not returning. Ob, I hope no ill has befallen him I" Mary bad not been gone over an hour, and Digbt was settling her somber mantle over hill and dale, when a band Jf horsemen dashed down from the eastern mountains, and drew rein in a gully, or arroyo, in the 'prairie, not over a thousand yards from the Blake homestead. They were a r ough-looking gang, mostly past the middle age, and of tbe class familiarly denominated as "toughs" on the frontier. They were, for the main part, men whom some circumstan ce bad made and unruly, and in whose so u red, imbittered n atures there was little that was good All were armed witb be l t weapons and rifles, and were dressed in the commonest and dirtiest kind of garments. As soon as they came to a bait, one of the crowd, with extremely large eyes, and who appeared as t h ough he might b a v" or.ee sE:en better days, rose in his s tirrups, aud l ooked bis over. "Boyees," he said, in a voice derp and hoarse in its intonation-" boyees, I reckon you all know sumtbin' why I ye here." There was a general shaking of Leads in tbe negative. Evident it was that these border roughs bad followed the large-eyed man thither, without understanding what was to happen. W aal,'' contmued the speaker, I wnll tell ye. Ye all know what happened yesterrlay. One o' the best sheriffs this couuty bas ever known-being myself-was, at yesterday's elec tion, defeated in favor of a young Lrnggart and swell-bead, Bill Blake by r:eme. Ye all know what sort of a devil this Blake is-ye know be bain't got no m ore n 'pect for us fe Jlers than be has for a c9yote, an' wuuld jest as lief shute us as be would a <'oyotf'. .Anntber thing, I opine all kiLd of an ijeer thet et warn't on fair count that he was rung in fer the office A murmur of assent broke from the listeners. This man Owl-Eye was a man after their own pattern, and they were not unmindful of the fact that, 'during his administration, be bad protected them rather then arrested them for various crimes. And Bill Blake was not the lad to do that; quite the contrary; so they gave another unani mous grunt expressive of the sympathy with Owl Eye. "Yes, I see you're with me," the defeated candidate went on; "an' I opine ye war all presPnt at the Post yesterday when I called Blake a liar an' be mopped up all tber mud in the street wi' me, arter which I swore ter bev vengeance. That's jest what rue heer now. Over yander is the bum o Blake an' bis family. Thar's no one tbar now but two women an' a couple o' kids. My purpose around beer to night is to make that place Ink so sick that our new sheriff wnu't know et when he comes home. Ef y ou're with me ye can bet yer services will be appreciated!" __ Later that evening, by at least three hours, a horseman was galloping over t!Je prairiP, east ward bound. He held the bridle-reins looely in band, for the fine animal be bestrode seemed to be familiar with tbe route over which they dashed through the darkness. A man of superb form was the ridPr, 'and clad in usual citizen's clothing, with the exception of a tastefully-emb:roirlered bunting-shirt of buck skin and a slouch "prairie" bat. His face and general appearance were the sam" as tbat in Mary Monk's picture, and this was William Blake, the newly-Plected sheriff. As !Je rode, bis gaze was fixed constantly to the eastward, where the horizon lit up with

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Dick D rew, the Miner' Son. a vivid, fie1y glow, and his face was eager and anxious in its expression .. It is a fire!" he said, "but God know11 I hope it is not my little home. I am inclined to think it is still further to the eastward, but I may be mistaken." Urgiug his horae into a swifter gallop they dashed along, each seeming the most anxious to reach the destination before them. Nearer and nearer they approached it as the miles flew by, and the light now grew gradually less, until finally but a faint tinge was visible upon the horizon. Th e n the moon came up, and the glow disap peared altogether. Finally Blake reached a high swell of land in the vicinity of his home, and bis eyes swept the scene before him only to confirm bis feat's. Where ouce bad stood his cosey home and out buildings, was nothing now but a mass of smol dering ruins. With a hoarse cry of agony he drove his spurs into the horse'il flanks, and the intervening distance was quickly covered, aud hatless and wild eyed, Bill Blake stood where once had been the sntrance to his pretty home. He saw the live bed of glowing coals; be saw fallen timbers and indestructible articles lying hei.e and there; he saw a few or his herders standing silently, tearfully by; but it wa8 all in a passing glance, for his eyes became riveted upon an object lying but a few feet from him, which filled his soul with utrer horror. It was the scalp of a flaxen-haired cb.ildl CHAPTER II. THE TRAIL TORNADO. PEOPLE, as a rule, who are averse to reading the so-ealled sensational novel of far western life, are naturally ignorant of many of the phases of that life which history does not hand down, or newspaper w1iters do not develop, in detail. Consequently, when curiosity prompts one of these to pick up a novel and read about the do ings of some particular road-agent, ruffian or rascal, he unhesitatingly pronounces it a fabri cation, unfit for perusal hy the rising genera tion, when perhaps the same day's issue of his local newspaper contains editorials upon the immoral elfects of novel rPading, on one page, and on the opposite, shocking reports of mur ders, outlawry and domestic scandals, unfit alike for young or old to read. Road-agents and rnfihns have existed for sev eral geueratioos, in the wild Western country, and are likely to do so for many generations to come, much to t.he disgust and terror of the citizen. As a rule, this class i.s only a few degrees le911. and to be feared, than the typical border ruffian; but, circumstances have been chronicled of a brave and gallant man, witb a spice of no bility in his heart, who hac:l taken to the pro fession of stage-robbery, more on account of some secret life trouble, than taste for the busi ness itself. But in truth, these are rare instances; the average road bandit is a veritable human grizzly, waiting to embrace you along some lonely mountain trail, and his work is detestable u his is vile. The stage from Gilder's Bend to McGuftin's, was what the miners of those two flourishing mining towns called weekly; it aimed to reach one place or tbe other, once a week, and tried to get back the next; at any rate, its dates for arrival and departure were a thing omitted from the schedule of certainties. Tbe distance between the two towns was only thirty mi!Ps1 but the trail was a wild one, steep, sidelong ana precipitous. But we find the cumbersome vehicle en route for McGnffin's, one moonlit evening in May, nearly two years after the events narrated in the preceding chapter. For a wonder it was not loaded down with passengers, as was usually the case. Old Corkleg, alias Jem Stubbs, sat serenely upon the driver's box, boldinl1i back with might and main, bis fractious six-rn-band, of hand some bays, and utterinft discordant screeches of song, once in awhile, with a view to livening up bis passengers. The ouly outside passenger was seated ueside the driver-an ordinary looking man, who might or might not have bePn a miner, and who was bewhiskered, and well-armed. Within the coach rode three persons-two males, and a young lady. Tbe first of tbe two men was evidently an Englishman, and was a person of rather portly proportions, and full, florid countenance, or namented with a pair of gray mutton-chop whiskers. His eyes were black, his mouth large and firm in its expression, and his hair mixed with gray. His attire was rich and stylish, and ti.tat be was a man of culture, at least, if not a man of wealth end afRuence, was evident. The second person was a "heathen Cbinee," but not the ordinary run of Chinamen, who was very richly dressed, a l'a Americaine. His feet were incased not in sandals bnt in patent-leather boots, then c me a faultlessly fittin11: suit of clothes of a rich gray color, set off with collar cuffs and tie; then a jaunty Derby hat which ony sport well might have envied. The third passenger, the young lady, was probably well-dressed, but a gray duster con cealed her under attire. She wore a jaunty bat, and was quite pretty of face and figure, having dark brown hair, a tolerably fair com plexion, dancing black eyes, and a month habitually pleasant in expression. But the rolling and jolting of the ponderous stage, brought little frowns of displeasure to her face at which the Englishman smiled. "judging by your expression, 1 suppose you will not cherish tender memories of some of our stage journeys in Western America, my Ladv Theresa I' he said, good-naturedly. "No, my lord. The American bigbways are perfectly horrible-enough to drive one dis tracted, l might say/'' was the languid reply. "Have you any idea we shall reach our jonr nets end, to-night?" Ob I yes, I presume we shall. I was assured the next stop was but ten miles from Gllder'I Bend."

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Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. I "It seems as if we have come fifty already. j love to Meltcan girl, allee samee likee Melican What is the name of the next placer man I Fire off big beapee joss!" "It is called McGuffin's." But at this instant the ponderous stage came "Ohl dear. Worse and worse. .Another to a most abrnpt and unceremonions bait, and odious mining town, of course?" unlucky Chin Chin was sent with terrific force "It is. I expect to meet Lawyer Pringle against the coach door, which :ftew open, and there with news." the Celestial Romeo was spilled out upon the "Vain ltope, my lord, I fear. I have no ground. longer any hope that your mission will be sue Lai;!y Theresa and Lord Clifford were both cessful." considerably shaken up, and seeing the way "I have every reason to believe I shall find open bounced out upon the ground in some my little lost one. Perhaps our friend, here, can baste. give us some information concerning our desThe moon was pouring down a flood of light tination1 How is it, Do you know aught upon a scene of and picturesque beauty. of the place calle::l McGuffin's?"' On one band great Jagged cliffs rose to a tre"Chinee man mnchee know. McGutll.n's minmendous hight. while on the opposite side of the ing town-belly bad place. Melican man helly narrow wagon -trail was a sheer, black abyss, of bad allee samee like Injin. Sbootee like debseeming unfathomable depth. A few paces in bil,'I "as the Celestial's reply, as he retied 'the front of the baited coach stood a dozen rr.en, ribbon to bis queue. attired in suits of red flannel, "itb up-boots "Very comforting, indeed,'' Lady Theresa deupon their feet, jaunty sombreros upon their clared, with a sniff of disgust. beads and crape masks upon tb1>ir faces from "Ob, never fear. No harm will come to us. forehead to chin. with only a slight aperture What is your name, young man?" the English-for the eyes and mouth. Each of these picman asked. turesque-appearing fellows had bis right band "Chin Chin. Nicee young Chinee man. No outstretched toward the coach. l!lnd in the wash shirtee likee common folks: allee samee hands, each, was a cocked revolver, while in like Melican man!" was the somewhat self-as-the rPar stood a similar number of' figures, llUring rPply. while two more burly knights of the trail stood "So I should judge,'' Lord Clifford remarked at the heads of the !Peder horses. dryly. "I dare say, Sl'eing that you yet retain Lord Clifford and Lady Theresa both saw and ycur iueue, you some day intend returning to comprehended. They had heard stories of China. tbesP gents of the road, but until now had never "Don'tee know. Melica nice place-makee had a glimpse of them. lots money, bere-mebbe marry Melican girl an' "Hal what does this meant" Lord Clifford settle down here." demanded. Lady Theresa laughed; it seemed absurd to "Weal, I opine et meanR a genuine surprise-ber that any_ensible white girl could think of a party, ice cream an' frosted jelly cake thrown Mongolian as a husband. in!" Old Corkleg answered, from bis perch on Tbe stage bounded on, now, with greater din, the box. "These byer pilgrims aire miss1on as they began to descend the dugway, toward aries, I reckon, gatherin' in Sunday shekels ter McGuffin's. send tew the heethyun down in N<>w Jarsey an' "Rola ter Y6', grip,'' Old Corkleg yelled. Injy, an' sech like sinful sections." "We'1e doin' tber narrows, now, au' aire liab1e "Ha! bat you are not a bad guesser!" a rather ter whop over tber rrecipice inter ther next jovial voice cried, and one of the road-agents in world in the jerk o a lamb''s tail; an' ef ye the rear of the coach, who wore a plume in his hain't fixed up, au' posted yer books fer hat, advanced a few paces toward Lord Cliftber futur', now s ther healtbit:St opperchunity fcird and lady. "We are missionaries, but onr ye're likely to get." mi>sion is to toll this trail for our own benefit Lady Theresa turned pale; Lord Clifford rather than for that of the heathen. This is looked decidedly nervous and alarmed; but Chin rather a light load you have brought us, my Chin smiled his entire indifference. noble J ebu I" "By heavens! we shall all be killeil, for com"I guess they ain't up ter average in num-ing in this rough vehicle,'' Lord Clifford ex-hers,'' Ccrkleg replied, "but ye orter take sma elaimelly mucbee. No e;ettee hurt. Cork"No doubt. But I don't like that kind of relegee mucbee joke; allee samee like Yankee." ceptions. How's the state of your treasure-box, "Then, do you mean to say that there is no driver1" danger-that it's all to frighten us?" "Mebbe ye kin find out!" was the gruff re"That's de sizee of it, allee sameelikee Mehcan sponse. man. Melican man belly cu tee, but no foolee "Undoubtedly. Apollo Bill's men never back fJhinee man." down for one little safe. Boys, open the treas"Thank Heaven,11 Lord Clifford breathed. ure-hox, end band me the contents." "I admire you for those comforting words," "Obi my diamonds! my diamonds!" Lady Lady Theresa sighed, regaining somewhat of Therpga cried, clasping her bands. her former composure. "Fear not, lady! I'll take care of them," Chin Chin belly muchee happy for compliApollo Bill assured, with mocking politeness, ment!" the Celestial said, on bis knees "and you clrn redeem them at any time within In the aisle between the seats. "Mekee mucbee one year, by bunting me up and paying for

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6 Dic k Drew-;-th eMiner's Son., If you po.ssengE>rs bave any money or trinkets you think I might like, you will greatly expedite matters and save yourselves trouble, by handing tbem over!" What use to resist! The were "tolled"; the trP.asure box was blown open and its contents extracte.d; then tbe stage was ordered to move on. So the passengers got aboard, and Corkleg let bis aoilllab out at a faster ra.e of speed than tbey bad ever gone before; and as they tore on toward M:cGuffia's, Lord Clifl'ord turned to Lady Theresa, a ad said: "Do you know that I believe I am at last on the right track?" CHAPTER III. DICK DREW. INSIDE of five hours after the events last re lated, the name of Apollo Bill ba.d received an introduction in tbe of every citizen of McGuffio's, and his fame was made. Lord Clifl'ord and bis niece, Lady Theresa, arrived at the little miner's camp without further delay or accident, and put up at the only hotel the place afl'orded, which was rather 1 a monstrou; edifice of logs and boards, and a combination of hotel, saloon and gambling bouse, under the management of one Jerry Forbes. My lord and lady were shown to a dingy, illfurnished pair of rooms, which they were as sured were the only first-class apartments the establishment boasted, and were further informed by the ey.,..to-business Jerry, that as trade and demand for accommodations was large, the ones who spent the most at the bar were usually shown the most favors, and pro tected in ca<;e of a row. Lord Clifford and the lady did not add any testimony to Old Corkleg's story of the stage robbery-there was no need of that, for the aged Jehu pictured the incident 10 glowing Cj'lorsas may well be imagined, considering his aoility as a nanator. Corkleg did not believe in doing things by ha! ves. and made Apollo Bill out in the guise of a ferocious typical Italian brigand, who had blood in hi8 eyes, and a complement of butcherkni ves in his belt. Road-agonts had heretofore been the least of the of the McGuffinites, and they were now naturally excited, if not alarmed, at the close prnximity of the light-fingered and by no means babful gents of the road. McGnffin's was a town of some six to seven hundre::l inhabitants, not including the floating population, and unlike some mining towns, the ruffian elem ent did not hold the prndominance. To be sure they were nearly all a rough crowd, these citizens, but unless some unusual circumstance occurred to "r'ile" tbem, they were gene1ally peaceably disposed, except the usual Saturday night spree, evidences of which arn ever to be found in all towns from Califol'Dia to Bismarck. And this being Saturday nigbt,.at least two of the adult male population were out on 11." tear,'' with little other purpose in view *han to have some fun, spend their hard earn ings, and imbibe freely of the vile dP.coct10ns handed out over the bar m Western mining towns. The story of the stage robbery hit these wide-awakes on the sensitive spot, and fo r what information he voucbsafed, they "sat 'em up" so 11 vely for old Cork leg that be was "sev eral seas over" ere he had finished his thrilling narrative, and was obliged to sit down and keep mum. No one was then left to look to for inform a tioa except Chin Chin, the dandy Celestial, and he was unoeremomonsly trotted out into the bar room, ordered to mount a ba1Tel and explain his recent ad venture, or pass in bis chips. This latter expression was equivalent to sure death, and eno ugh of mining life had Chin Chin seen to be cognizant of the fact that he was in deadly peril. Therefore he mounted the barrel with grace and alacrity_ "Now, lookee hyar, you pig-tailefl son of a washee-washee,'' exclaimed Modest Mike, the typical bullwhacker, bruiser, and ruffian-gen eral who looms up conspicuously in the average Western mining tvwn, until some better man comes aloug and deprives him of his spm.;; '>see hyar, you almond-eyed, flat-mugged nig ger! We, ther representative citizen,; o' this byar burg, do command yer to make a clean of this road-agent bizness, wi'out any palaver or superfluous gab, and the sooner ye do it, the safer will be your queue--sart'in sure!" "Melican man gittee Melican man drunkeel'1 Chin Chin said, wisely. "Let Melican mar: gittee Chin Chin drunk, too, and he tellee muchee beep news, alleesamee." Not by a durned sight, you chop-sti!'k rat eater-nary a time! Not a drop of anything kin ye hev till ye guv us a concise statement of the facts of the stage rnbbery I" "Belly well, Chin Chin nottee know muob Stage stop belly sudden. an' Chin Chin go head ober heels outee. door, allee samee like p.ebbil. MeliC'an man raise Chin Chin up by queue. Melican man dressee in red, with hig hatee an' ma k. Melican man rob Chia Chin of allee money; den we gittee board stage muchee quickee and comee here." "And the cuss who cavorted at tbe bead of this gang hailed to the name of A polio Bill, did he!" Yes, he belly muchee nicee looking man, allee &.'\mee llkee a god of joss." The morning following the r.rrival of Lord Clifford and a lady in McGuffiu's WAS a pleasant one. The air was pure and bracing, with just enough force to soothe the every sense, warmed as it was hy mellow beams of radiant sunshine, and scented with gentle fragrance of the outleu ving forests and early flowers. Birds filled the morning air with their melody; tb11 boisterous but not unmusical shouts of the miners going to their work; the hum of insects -all combined to make it a cheerful, dreamy and luxuriant dawning of day; at least, so Lady Theresa, as she strolled about the rude settlement.

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Dic;1: the Miner's Son. ., \ There was nothing picturesque or even roman"Such a gallant, in )eedl" she said: "but tic about McGuffiu's. There were half a bun-then, be may be of use to me." dred or more of rude unpainted shanties aud __ cabins, situated at the very foot of a rugged mountain, upon a level sandy bar or bend, The individual who bad ro informally intro around which the muddy warers of a deep, dark I duced himself to Lady Theresa, waa known at stream surgerl with sullen murmur. McGuffin's as Dick Drew. All the mines were reacbed by means of drifts He was the adopted son of the only professed or tunne ls into the base of the mountain, except 1 aristocraticfamily in the .mining town, and oue or two small unpayingsurface claims on tbe I like the genehlity of adopted sons, 1elt. himself bend itself of great importance, while at the same time be What there was romaotic ahout the place to a was a thoroughbred scapegrace. lady of her refined and society-cultured tastes, He was at times dissipated, and a gambler of Lady Theresa could not conceive, but the air no mean accomplishments, and there were few, was very pure and refreshing, and so she wan-if any, who bad any great amount of Jove for dered on. him, notwithstanding his rather fascinating ap-Tbere w;:re but two stree ts, running from the pearance. base of the mountain -to the river's edge, aud Immediately after quitting the of Lady Theresa was uon the steep bauk of the Lady Theresa, young Dre w went to the hotel, latter, looking down into the dark muddy and inquired if Lord Clifford was to be Sen. waters, when she heard a footst<>p behind her, As Drew was a good patron of tbe establisb and turued to behold a young man, perhaps a ment, the obliging barkeeper immediately senta little older than herself approaching. servant to ascert1tin if his lordship was in bis H e was well dressed, wore a plentitude of room, and found tbat s uch was the t"ase. Drew good jewelry, and was of good form. His face was accoruingly ushered up to tbe gentleman's was well cbiseled and fair tp gaze ;.;pon, and apartment, where the visitor was pleasantly his graceful curling mustache. and w ell-trimmed recei v ed, and r e que sted to be SJlated. Without hair were of blonde color, and bis e yes of h esitation Drew seated him self in tbe easiest clearest blue. chair in the r oo m, and helped himself to a cigar Although somewhat surprised and alarmed at from Lord Clifford's bolder wbicb stood upon his intrusion, Lady Theresa was too self-pus-the stand, within reach. sessed to betray the fact, and stood regarding "Ah! yes-a very pl easant morning, indeed!" him with a cool stare that must 1'0ve confused he bPgan, scratching a match upon bis boot1 any ordinary person. and lighting up. "You, presumably, are Lora As he drew nearer, the blonde s. ..t..ger tip-Clifford, of Clifford Cliff hamlet, England-are ped bis hat as gracefully as a Fifth avenue swell you not?" could have done. "I am," was the nobleman's reply, "Whom "Ab! pardon my seemin g intrusion," he sa id, have I tbe honor of addr essing?" bowing, bnt I believe--! trust I have the "I am Richard Drew, a t your service, son ot pleasure of addressing the charming L ady the H o rrorabl e Darcy Drew of tiiis place-one of Tberesa-uiece of Lord Clifford, of Clifford the prominent capitalists and mine-owners Cliff, England-or, can it be possible I have of the r eg ion." made a mistake-" "Ab I I SP.e. Well, can I do anything And a look of much conaern came over bis you this morning, Mr. Drew?" face Aw I no-that is I dare to presume I can de> "You bavo made no mistake, sir-but I am something for t,ou,l' was the somewbat sur at a l oss to conceive how you sho uld know any-pris in g r ep ly. 'Hearing of your aITival and tbiug about me," Lady Theresa replied, promptmisfortune, I dared believe that I-" ly an
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8 Diek Drew-;-the Miner's Son. "Poor fellow I I suppose be bad enough money to bury bimf" "He bad not, but J buried him at my own expense. That, bowever, is nothing worthy of ful'ther mention." "Think not so. You shall receive what ever sum you expended on him. Of what did he die1" disease, combined with pneumonia.'' "Ahl 1 was aware he had an affection of the beart1 but did not think he would l:Je carried off so suarlenlv. And you know of my mission to this country?" I do, and 1 doubt not I can place you face to fa()e with tbe man who knows what bas be come of your lost child." "You tell me tbis!" "I dot" "Tben name your price, and conduct me at once to where I can meet William Blake." "Presently! The price the thing first to be consi 1lered, before making a bargain, you know," Dick Drew said, with a sinister smile upon his blonde face. CHAPTER' IV. A MYSTERIOUS POSTER. Tm: next day Clifford called upon Moses Monk, a typical Jew in appearance and habits, but there were who hinted that there was morA of the Yankee about him than of the genume Jew. If such was the case, one thing was certain-he was playing a well-sturlied part. Moses M.onk was a man of means--a banker, money-lender aml pawnbroker combined Ha did a general banking business, in his little sb11.uty, negotiated Joans, and lent money on artic l e s of personal value. His place was a t egul a r ccri:> sity, and to Lord Clifford's mind the f t individual presiding behind th3 counter, whu was nearly as thick as he was long, was even much of a curiosity as the miscellane ous articles be har l collected around him. He was oome fifty yeA.rs of age, with a face fiorid and double -chinned; black, wiry hair; piercin!!( liifle black eyes, looking out from under ledge-like brows; a hook nose with a seed wart on the end, and a fierce black mustache. He dressed well, however, bis lack of beauty iu fat-e and figure, and there was an expression abrmt his countenance which betokened that h e was a shrewd one to deal with. "Goot-moro:ng, mine frientl" be saluteri. bringing a pair of glasses before bis eyes, as tbe gentle m-in entered. "Isb der somet'ings vot I can do for you, dis morning?" Yes, I trust there is," Clifford replied ap proaching the counter. "I am short of and. wish to draw some money either on my foreign or American letter of credit-say ten thousand dollars. My American letter is.from the Bank of North A.meriea, New York." "A very goat p11.nk, surrvice bis l ordship fre P d Blak e's from all indtbte dness, a.nd then departed for En2'land. 1 "A little over two years aftPrward he returned to America. and to the Blake homestead. Here he learned from the nPigbbr .. '- t"1ere bad recent .Jy be e n a fire which ha1 COT rnmed the house and outbuilding-that the bones cf J\1otll r Blak e harl been fonnd in the ashes-that the s c alp of a child bad been pickrl up-that the hired girl and other child were missing-and last but not least, that Blake himself l>ad arrived on the cPne after the fire was over; had picked un the scalp-then u tering a t0r rible oath. hail mounted bis b 'rse and ridden m a dlv away, never t.o be seen a
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Dick Drcw0 the Miner's Sea. 'l'he next consirleration to be considered waswho was X. Y. Z.? To the best knowledge of the citizens, no such a man lived in McGuffin's. It was evidently a fictitious signature, to dis guise the identity of the author. A good many curious ones paused to reai the notice, Lord Cli1l'ord among the rest. "Humph I" he said, musingly. this is strange. I wander what it means. Evidently some one wants to find my lost child worse than I do. Who it can be, in this wild country, is more than I can guess." It was a matter that puzzled him exceedingly, and gave him not a little uneasiness. The idea that some one was working \n ahead of him, on his own game, naturally gave rise to the suppo sition that it was for no good purpose Dick Drew came up as bis lordship was read ing the notice for the second time. "Hal bat I see you have been trying togajn your point by another way than by patronizing me," he S'lid, with a half-sneer. "All right; ju8t as you please about it." You are mistakPn," Clifford said. "I know no more who po5ted this notice than you doperbaps not as well. Evidently some one has a scheme on foot to make money out of me." "So it looks, and it now stands you in to engage me to thwart this plotter, by first intro ducing you to Bill Blake." "I am-not so sure about that; still, you may be right. You swear you can put me fare to face with this man Blnke, to whom { intrust.ed the welfare of my child?" u I do." "And your price is five tbousan..: :!ollarsf' "Ob, no-not at present. The way things stand now you can well afford to pay ten thou sand." Lord Clifford put up his hands in astonishment. ''Are you crazy, man1 Do you take me for a person you can twist around to suit your fancy? You are greatly mistaken, then." All rif;ht. I shall not urge you, but I dare say you will find after awhile that my services won't come in bad. Good-day." And with a mocking bow he turned on his Ueel and strode away. That man is an infernal rascal, and thinks he has got a hold upon me; bnt that remains to be seen. Perhaps I may turn a trump myself." Every mining town of any size has its dance bouse. McGuffin's was no exception to the rule. .Madame Moree's "Fashionable Danciojl'; Acad emy" held open nightly. and was usually well patronized, for, with the exc>eption of an occa sional drunken fight, it was invariably run on a respectable plan, and patroniY.ed by the miners, their wives and daughters. Tbe madame herself was a remarkably handsome Frenchwoman, of business tact and a re spectable reputation, and she allowed no one to run her place but herself. It was a long, one-story shanty t one-th:rd of which was used for a bar-room, anr to make myself familiar with these rude people, I will attend to-night, and see what kin4 of a skirmish is to be given to our honor." Accordingly, when it was about nine o'clock, be repaired to the dancing academy, in evening dress, and looking every inch the nobleman he was. Tbe music and dancing immediately ceased as Lord Clifford entered., and Madame Moree glid ed forward to meet him. "I am so deli11:hted that yo u have come, my lord. I am proud to meet so eminent a stranger here in my humble surroundings." "I am glad that my coming can give you pleasure, madame. It is very seldom I go out t-0 social gatherings, but I thought I'd havti to make a break for once, and humor yourself and tb e townsp e ople." "It was so considerate in you. But, where is her l s dysbip!" "Too indisposed to come out this evening." "Too bad," marlame said, with one of her charming French smiles. "But that need not deter you from enjoyinjl'; yourself, my lord. With your permi8Sion, I will introduce you." And, taking his arm, she took him about the ball-room and introduced him to the ladies and gentlemen present, and tbe first his lordship knew, he was whirling away with a robust and by no means homely mountain whom he found to be quite as good a waltzer as himself. From her be was caught np by another, and another, until things began to look as if he were hopelessly in for a night of it, without rest. About midnight there was an interfilissio n for refreshments, and the Englishman was thanking bis stars that be would perhaps now get a chance to s lip away to his hotel, when something occurred that put an end to any such hope. A young woman, apparently of seventeen or eighteen years of age, clad throughout in male attire, of rich and stylish gray, and with a

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10 Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. slouch bat bent up on the left side, sauntered I here to hev no fuss with you. I simply want into the room, twirling a jau n t y cane between the p l easure of da.ncing witb bis lordship, an' her fingers. then I'll skip. My name is Rowdy Kate, be-" H e llo I Is this the shebang?" she cried, so cause I'm a leetle wild, but ef ther ain't more all present could bear her. "Waal, now, this orthodox honor an' lady in my little finger than is gorgeous, ain't itl Where's bis the tber is in yer bull figgur, l'll buy tber clams fe r lord! I'm Rowdy Kate, right down from .ttig h t the crowd. I'm no slouch, ef I am rough, Bower Camp, an' hearin' thar was a gen u ine as ye'll find ef ye don't h umor me, tbar'll be lord h e rti, l kim ove r fer ther honor of havin' a music!" dance with bis lordship, you bet! So, ef you "Pipo!" madame called, shrilly. know what's the cute caper, jest t rot o u t yer "Pipo!" Rowdy Kate called, mockingly. lord I" Tbe next instant, the repulsive-looking h u m PAod witb order, the extraordinary girl back came bound ing into the room, and stood folded her arms and gazed coolly around tbe awaitmg the madame's orders. room. He was a hideous looking human, with big eyes, and teeth from either jaw protruding tllro ugb between his lips-in appearanee more like a wild beast t):ian like I\ man. CHAPTER V. ROWDY KATE AND HER STRANGE PARD. AND there was no mistaking that this self same Rowdy Kate meant pretty nearly what she said, for she was an indepenlient and reso l ute-appearing rersooage, and moreover, a brace of revolvers in the belt about her waist seemed to indicate that sbe was not one to argue long over a disputed question. Of fine figure, of medium stature, she was a remarkably pretty girl, despite her unnatural habiliments. Her face was one of almost marvelous beaui;y, lit up by a brilliant pair of eyes. Yet tbore was an expression about her fair face which suggested the possibility of bitter experience which possibly had contributed to deaden tbe natural modesty of her sex. Following her unceremonious entrance into the ball-room, there was a dead silence, for several moments, after she had ceased speaking. "Come! I say tro t out yer lord, duke, or wbateYer be ma) be!" sbe agaiu cded, grow ing impatient. "I didn't sail down hyar ter ..,ick up no muss, I allow, but dance wi' the Johnny Bull-dog aire 1, ef it costs my biggest bag o' dust, you bet!" At this juucture, tbe madame, who had the standing reput1tionof being able to run lier own shanty, came forward. "See h ere, young woman, your presence is objectionable and you must leave!" she cried, authoritatively, taking Kate by the shoulder. But, that dash.1ug p ersonage sbook ber off. Who are you, that you presume to lay your claws on me!" sbe demanded, her eyes flashing. "I am Maciame Moree, the proprietress of this placP !" was the austere response, and you no't being dresse1 ia ac<"ordance with tbe customs of my place, and being, quite evidently, a charncter witn whom my patrons do-not care to as>ociate, I must politely request you to take your l eave at oo ee." "Waal, now you don't say so1" "Most certainly I do!" "Anrl ye ain't a-goin' to let me dance witli his lorrl s hip 1 "No! the idea is absurd." ye thinkhe's better nor Rowdv Kate, old powderface!" That mat .ters not,'' the madame replied, flet
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/ Dick Drew, the Miner' s Son. \ng,; a mouth of p leasant expr ess i on 'was "You had best get out of here, and avoi d 11halled by a model mustache1 curling upward at trouble," Smi t h then said to Kate, "for it be the ends; a narrow goatee ornamented his IJOoves me to skip." chin, and his wavy dar k br(Jwn hair fell grace-And with the words, he b ounded away fully ove r bis broad sho u ders from beneath a through the l adie>' entrance, and was go:ne. b road-brim slouc h hat, p inned up on one side "Stop him I stop bim !" Lord Clifford cried. with a gol d band. springing forward. "That man is i n deed He t urned and gazed after the madame an W111iaru Blake, aud I'll personally g ive five i nstant, an expression of supreme contempt on hundred dollars for bis capture!" his handsome face; then he tur ned his nvet H e had realized when Smith mad e a b reak the assemb lage p lacidly as he took out and lit a j for escape, that the handsome stranger indeed. cigar. bore a dose resemb lance to William Blake-a Rowdy Kate came forward, her face glowing fact, luckily for the stranger, which h a d not .vith entbu.siasm. particularly impressed him, when the miners "Bully for you, stranger!" she said, putting bad made the cha r ge. out her hand, which he took. I see you're But, w hen a dozen men, bent on securing the after my own styl e, an' I'm glad to see you reward, rushed out into the night, they h a d Ef it ain't any o' my business, what's yer inon l y to learn that stalwart J ohn Smith of Idah o sc ript ion?" City, was not to be fouud. "My name, you probabl y mean?" A n d during the excitement, Rowdy Kate took "On course. leave of Madame Moree's "acarlemy." "Well I believe I'm call ed J ohn Smith, when I m at home," was the composed reply. Ha! ha I So you be long to that lasting Smith family, do you? Some relation ter old John, I dare say, who reskued o l d Pokerhontas." "Undoubtedly," the stranfiier said, dryly. "Then you're a brick! Spect as bow ye knowed the woman who passed when you ordered bey?" '' Well, yes, I once met her, and I presume she r ecognized me, Judging by appearances." "Who \ieZ she didn't? Why, she tnroed jest as white as a bleached piller-case and vamoosed like she didn't care about interviewin' you, or my name ain't Rowdy Kate!" John Smith started a trifle. Kate, eh?" he said, surveying her critically. "Yas--that's my Jay-out Ever hear of such a party?" He pointed to a trio of armed miners who w ere marching into the ball-room abreastrough-looking fellows, too, they were. "Bet a buckshot they're coming for me!" Kate said, her eyes fla sh ing. Tbe amiable madame bas set them on." "Perhaps they're not after you," the stranger remarked, reachinlT down and drawing a pair of cocked revolvers from his bootlegs. It is quite possible tbey will not get the gent they 1 are looking after." The miners advanced to within a few paces of where Smith and Rowdv Kate were standing, and halted; the dancers filled out the background of the somewhat interesting sc e ne. "Well, gentlemen, what do you want?" Smith demanded-as he brought bis weapons up iu a position tor emergency. "We want to know if you are one William Blake, and if so we 11re here to arrest you!" one of the mini>rs replied promptlv. "I may or may not be one William Blake, or two.or tl:iree of them. My name, as I just gave it to Mis Rowrly Kate bere, is John Smitb, of Idaho City, Idaho. You are evidently off your groove." The m e n turnect to Pach ot ber and muttered several in An inaudihle "toue, then re treated from the bal'l-room as if .vet dissatisfied. The fact that a certain personage n amed "Wii!iam B l ake, bad been in McGnffin'11 during the night, was the cause of considerab l e co m motion the next day. Not particularly from the fact that s u ch a. person existed, but becausA it was genera ll y known that at least two persons in the towl!!I were anxious for bis capture-Lord Clifford for one, and the reward offerer, X. Y. Z., for the other. Who the latter personage was, no one seemed to have any idea-therefore, Lord Clifford was looked upon as the prime loser by Blake's es cape. Anxious to f erret out the matter, Lord Clif ford sought the three men who bad appeared in the ball room, and demanded to know who set them on to the stranger. At first they seemed loth to divulge the secret, but when a consideration of mon ey was shpped into their hauds, thtiy of one accord said the madame had told them what to say. With this knowledg e gained, his lordship took his l ea ve. This madame is a Frenchwc.man, and con sequently a schemer, and undoul1tedly a very devil by nature," he muttered. "Frenchwo men, as a rule, ruu that way. Now, the next point, to consider is-what connection with or interest in me or my affairs has she, and how mucb does she know, and where did she leam it? Egad! the situation seems to grow more intricate, and complicated. Yet I can but believe that I am on the right way to the find ing of the surviving child, be it Blake's or mine." He immediately sought the hotel, but instead of going to bis own apartment, rapped on the do0r of the madame's room, for she, too, was a boarder in the house. It was immediately openi>d by the madame hers e lf, and looking quite pretty, she was, in a full and e l egant toliet, notable for its C stliness. "Ah! is it you, 4nost noble Lord Clifford 1" she sairl. with a swept smilP I half expected you might honor me with a call, taking into consideratiou that 1 come from a family oi noble blood. Will you come i, my lord?"

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12 Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. With your kind :permission r will, madame, as I have a few qui,istions to ask you." Tbey were soon seated, tbe madame throwing all her power of fascination into her smiling eyes. I :im all attention, my lord. Anything I c.an tell you, I will be pleasei:I in doing." Thank you. I will n o t question you long. What do you know of myself and my afl'airs1" "Nothing, my lord-absolutely nothing; or ?Jothing more that what gossip bas brought to mr, h earing." 'TbP.tJ, what do you know concerning Wil Jiam Blake!" "I know that we are enemies, for life. Why or wberafore, it cannot possibly matter to you." Y 011 are sure of this!" "Quite positive.'' "Why did you seek, then, to have him arrested!" "Be cause, I saw and recognized him last night, for the first time since--well, in several years I feared yet batea him. I thought of the r eward as a medium o f revenge; you know the r est." Do you know Rowdy Kate1" "No-nor do I care to. She is only a strolling vagabond, not worthy of notice !" "I doubt that," was his lordship's unuttered thought. CHAPTER VI. THE DREWS' PLOT. SEVERAL days passed without anything of story importance happe ning. The exciliement bad gradually 3ubsided, yet Lord Clifford bad c aused to be posW.d a noti ce and r eward similar t'l tbat which bad been issued by X. Y. Z., only that be bad doubled the latter's offer, by placing the figures for the capture of Blake at ten thousand dollars. Suc h a sum in eastern cities would naturally create a sensation; but out in the mines, where money wa s to be bad for tbe digging or playing, such a r eward was n o t regarded as extra ordinary, and none of the sharps of the town appeared to b e eager for t he bait, and Lord Clifford b egan to despair, nearly as mu.::h as Lady. Theresa. "You will n ever succeed, my lord,1 she persisted, "and I long to b e back at Clifford Cliff, <>nee m o re. You have heard and see n enough. I should think, tn discourage you. The scalp of one of the children bein g found, that conclusively proves it was murdered at th e farm-house. Do you for a mom ent s uppooe that Blake would kill bis own child and make off with yours?" "Not unless, like the arrant knave I believe him to b e be may have designs as regards bringing about an heir to my estates in the future. Nol no! I shall never set foot on English soil again, until I have stood face to face and at swords' points with the man who b etrayed the trust I placed in him. It may t;ake months or years before I can confront this villain, but sooner or later, he must explain to me that which I wish to kn1Jw." The next day he met Rowdy Kllte, it being the first time be had seen her since the ball-room QPillode. ijbe was perched on a stump, overlooking ibe river, engaged in the occupation of whittling and whistling, her rifle bandy at ber side. Lord Clifford ca!De upon her unexpectedly, but ever self-possessed, would have turned away, bad she not hailed him. "Hello, Lord Clifford! W'at's yer hurry!" she hailed, pleasantly. "Needn't git skeart, 'ca'se I ain't no grizzly, ner even a wilrlcatl" Probably not, but I did not mean to in trude; camti upon you ratber accidentally." "Ob I that's all right. S'pose ye remember me. I was over tew Moree's shindig the otner night, a-tryin' to get a dance wi' you, but some how I didn't succeed. Guess as bow they reckoned thet was a high-toned skewrup, but pooh I've known Digger Injuns to bev a more fashionable dance than that was." Lord Clifford smiled. ''Yes, I remember you," be returned,_ "You are evidently possessed of a spirit of your own, and do not hesitate t.o show it." "Me? Ohl no. I hain't got the spiri t of a converted mouse, 'cept once in a while; tbeu I'm a reg'ler old double-distilled typhoon, you bet. " A suitable amount of temper is bett.er than no temper at all. Are you alone in the world, young lady?" "Don't call me that; call me simply Rowdy Kate. Yas, Pm a lone heart out of the pack, an' the kna. ve a '11 soon pass me in, and finish the game with the use of spades-if indeed any one takes compassion enough on me to put me out o' the reach o' the wolves." You are evidently in a melancholy mood, l;(r
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'Dick Drew, the :nt1ner's Son. 18 tail, Lord Clifford clapped his bands: heartily in applau se. "Thar, t:het's my friend, an' about the only one I kin lay any claim to, I tell ye. Thet )POOdle ain't no great scraps on beauty, but he's a fighter, an' knows more'n lots o' humans l've ooen.' "Undoubtedly, judging by his recent exhibi tion." Oh I I l'arnt him that. Sum' fellers hate dorgs an' sbute 'em on sight. As a rule they ginerally take aim at a dorg's head-so I l'arnt Grizzly allus ter approach a pussou promiscnssly, so that ef he war fifed upon, they war as likely to sbute off his tail as his head "Your logic is not without reason," Lord Clifford said, smiling. "And now, may I ask you how do you know about the man who rescued you the other night, who called himself John Smith?" "Hal bal I know one thing: he's too rich for you and the madame's blood. He's like a magic flea-when ye think ye've got him, he ain't there." "I'll admit he was too much for us, then. But, I must capture Wm, or at least confront him and have redress." "Yas, you'll need on several dresses ef ye calculate to buck ag'in' him Don't know any more about him than you do, but I sized him up as llOmetbin' nigh to a condemed earthquake." "Bad man I have no doubt he is, but I must by all means have an interview with him. You are a girl of ready wit and tact-I'll give you the reward I've offered, if you will bring it about llO that l cal:! have a private meeting with him." "Lord Clifford, you are undoubtedly a man of noble, generous, and honorable principles, but if so I know you will not a second time attempt to cause me to betray the only man who bas taken my part in many a long day, I bid you good-day, sir!" Honorable Darcv Drew was oue of the richest miners in McGuffins, from the fact that he owned interests in several of the best paying mines, bes i des having lots of ready money, which he was at all times willing to loan for a big iibare, on unincumbered claims. He was seldom seen outside of the door of his own mansion, which, by the way, was one of the best structures in the camp, and comfortably fur nished. All this outside business was attended to by his dutiful son Dick, who, with an eye to the f uture, was careful not to -offend his father by any neglect of duty or extraordinary robbery. What reason the elder Drew bad for his persistent seclusion, was a riddle unsoluble to the McGuffinites, unless he was afraid of meeting some old enemy, who would "nail him" at sight. He was never seen u pon the street, except it was aft;er dark, and seldom, then. The evening after Lord Clifford's interview with Rowdy Kate, Darc.v Drew sat in his private office, or library, his hel\d resting on his hand, the arm of which in turn rested upon a :fine office table. That be was buried in thought was evident, for his l?l'een-goggled eyes rested st.eadfastly upon the blaze of liis o1lice lamp, for sometime. A t last, however, a dark, exultant smile pass ed ove r h is f a ce and he looked up. He was a da r k, swarthyskinned man of fifty, perbapsl of large, bony fig ure, and evident grea t pbysica sltengtb, His face was for the mos t part covered with bristling black beard, and his hair was of the same color. These facts, with bis gaunt, long face, gave him anything but a prepossessing appearance. What was the color of his eyes was bard to determine, without removing his goggles. His attire was of a respectable nature, but not lou!i or flashy. Yes, that is the choice of many ways of getting .r.t the matter, and I must tell Dick about it. It can be done, perhaps--" "Yes, it can, dad," Drew said, ent;ering at juncture-" it depending alto gether on what the pe.rbaps' refers t-0." "That ye shall know directly, boy," the elder Drew said. "But, what is the news?" "Nothing, in particular. Everything seems quiet, and very little is said about the rewards." "Just a3 I surmised. This man Blake is too little known in these parts, for ide_ntification, and devilish few miners are willing to give Ui> steady jobs for tbe sake of going on a wild goose chase after him. I wish I could have >een the fe!Jow; I should then be better satisfied that it was indeed the man. "There can be little doubt of it, as the madams claims to have recognized him at sight, as did the Englishmgn, "Strange that he should come here; but it will not be nearly so strange if he reappears, He is a crnfty devil." "Well, I don't imagine we have anything to fear from birn, no matter how savage he may be." ''Hal bat no. And, now, about the child. There are evidently three parties wbo know something of the ma ter, and Lord Clifford, Blake, and another person constitute the three, forgetting, of course, ourselves, whose know ledge is very limited. Well, now, Lord Clifford, as I ma'ke out the case, is the most interested party, from the fact that he is searching for bis lost offspring. Nor is this all; he is search ing for an heir-one o u t of the only two Jiving legal heirs who could inherit bis wealth after bis death. I have learned all about this. Tbs only heir remaining, is the Lady Theresa, who accompanies him, and who only inherits, when it is proven that the true child of Lord Clifford is dead Seer' Dick Drew nodded He had a fertile imagination, and was not slow to comprehend "The second person to be interest;ed in the case1 I doubt not is Blake, for I have a stronger idea that he has notpossession of either of the children, nor has he had, since the breaking up of his family. Therefore, it looks but reason able that be has no more knowledge of bis child than Clifford has of his, and if he bas any fatherly instincts, be must be just as anxious to learn which of the two children was killed." "You arE right, again." "The third interested party, bas only a pe cuniary interest, like ourselves, in puttin,g on poultices and drawing out of the case all the money possible."

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1 4 Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. "Prol)ab l y And, now, i f Blak e i s not pos sessed of tbt< c h ild who is1-that's the q n estinn, which it U1a y t.a.ke a good deal of time to solve." "Not in my estimation I do no t have a doubt but what the child who escaped the mas Sll.cre at the farm-house, that night, is in the charge of the servant-girl, Mary Monk, who a lso t
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D ick Drew, the M iner's Son. us ha"" met with, and it is opportune I happened If what you say i s true, I a m of co u rse i n tv v., so near, as I trnst I can be of some little danger of having my hopes regarding t he beri service to you, at least," young Drew said ap-tage spoiled. Where is this childT proaching. If yo n will go back down the "In a pleasant but secluded home, whe r e, ig gulch aways, I will shoot this poor animal, who norant of really who she is, she is as happy, as is suffering intense pain from a broken leg, and pure and as mnocent as childhood can m a ke p u t him out of his misery. her. " Ob I must he be killed, sir?" "You are sure of this?" Certainly It would be cruel to let him lay "I am. I saw her but a few wPeks ago, and ber e and suffer, when nothing we can do run sbewas,toallappearances, healthfu l and happy." ease him." "I m ust tell uncle this. It will give him so "Then l will go, sir." much comfort and aSEurance And she turned away. "Ah I then you thrnk not of your own fn" I will join yon ere you have gone far, and ture?" Act !IS your guardsman back to camp," Drew I "Certainly I do, but not with insaid, in his most pleasant and respectful tone. tent." Aml be was true to his word. But, look. Hear me out, Lady Tremaine. After putting poor Selim out of his misery I am a son of an honorable family, and should with a rifle-ball, he hurried dow11 the gulch in not, perhaps, make suggestions to one like yo u pursuit of Lady Theresa, and soon overto n k her. were it not that I al,..ays bate to l e t a !!;ood "We've a distance of over t"elve miles to chance go Ly unimproved. Now, this child i s walk, Lady Tremaine, and I fear yon will prove in good bands, in comfortable circumstances inadequate-to the task!" he said, anxiously. She does not dream of \Jeing a nobl e man 's heir "Oh, never fear about me 1 am young and -why shoulg sbe1 Even the people "bo have strong, and if I get tired I'll rest, and then readopted her have no thought of such a thing, snme the journey. How came yon so far, may and nob ody but myself knows where and who I ask1" she is. All tJ;ie parties in the world might search "Oh, I've been bunting a big cinnamon bear for her without result She is buried none can for a couple of days nest, unsucc ess fully, and rP.surrect her to her righful position save me. was about starting for Lome, when I heard you Why, then, should you not be heir to aU Lord approaching Clifford's wealth!'' They walked along in silence then for several Lady 'J:beresa buried her face in her hands, miles, when Lady Th eresa signified a desire to and burst into tears. I rest, and Drew found her a seat on a moss "Oh I don't! don't! You are a bold, wicked, knoll, while be stretched himself out upon the u!!scrupulous monster you wish to make me grass near by, the victim of a villainous plot!" The full moon was pouring her effu lgent rays "Ah I Lady Tremaine, you wrong me. I down into the ravine, lighting up the picturesque have no such purpose in view. I have simply snrroundmgs brilliantly. been pointing out to you un opportunity to "His lord s hip has not beard any reliable tidsave yonrself I beg pardon if I have given ings of bis lost child as yet, has he?" Drew offense. Come, let us go, or we will not get to asked, as he lit a handsome pipe, and sent a camp before morning." wreath of smoke heavenward. "Stop! there is more to this; you rr.ay as "Obi dear, no and the worst of it is be perwell explain now as later. You know where sists in remaining in this horrid country with-the child is-what would be the price for for out any reason." ever keeping the child in oblivion, as regards "Then you think the child will never be herself?" found?" "Tile price-well, there can be no harm in "Pooh I of course. It does not look reasonatelling you I am deeply in love with you, ble tbat sbe will ever be found." my proud and _pretty Lady Tremaine, and, as "You being the only heir, tben, I should preyour husband, I should probably look to our aume you have no great anxiety to have her mutual interests in respect to the real heir. found!" Drew remarked, insinuatingly. Yon may accordingly judge that my prfce is Lady Theresa did not reply-her face was your hand!" averted; she was toying with one of the dia-"Sir I I loathe and despise you for your will mond rings upon fJer finger:;. ii::gness to deW-aud a child out of its just dues I think I can read you," Drew pursued, If I want to marry a monkey I will go to Africa carefully "You are not a lady who could ever and select one to my own choosing." stoop to a criminal act or think a criminal "Good decision! Darwin says all the human thought-yet, should Maud Clifford never come are descendants therefrom, and perhaps to light, I am satisfied it would be but natural your ladyship's tastR.s long for one of the origfor you to feel a great sense of rellef. Is this inal aborigines, rather than one of the more not sot" enlightened species. As to the child, if Lord I neither admit nor deny it. I do not l ook Clifford don't care to pay a prim:ely sum for for the child's recovery; consequently I do not it, I shall bold it a matter of twelve years yet1 feel tbe anxiety I might otherwise feel." marrv it, oust you out of Castle Clifford, ana "But when l: assure, truthfully and candidly, reign" as lord-mast.er Ha! bal no scheme like that I know where Lord Clifford's child is, and one reversible, to suit all circumstances. A am only waiting for bigger offers from him bekiss, now, my beautiful Lady Tremaine, anu fore I produce her-what have you to say, then I am away! Just one long, lingeriJMZ: then!'' smack-"

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18 Dick Drew. the Miner's Son. "In the mouth, and that settles you!" a stern voice cried and Drew rece i ved a blow across bis face that flattened him instantaneously to the ground. He sprung to bis feet, however, with a cry of fury, 'ind stood face to face and within three paces of his assailant, who was a man of hand some figure, clad in scarlet suit of buckskin, top-boots and slouch hat-a man whose face was covered to the chin with a mask-whose hair flowed in a wavy mass over bis shouldersa man who wore a pair of dangerous-looking revolvers in bis belt; aud looked as if be could "lick his weight in wildcats "Curse you, what do you mean1" Dick Drew. demanded, doubling up his fists and panting with rage. What do you mean, sir, by laying hands on a gentleman 1" "Most assuredly, I do not remember of ever having done so, in anger I" the man of the mask replied, composedly. Do you mean to insinu ate that you are one of that species?" "Certainly, and I can whip the man that says I ain't!" Drew declared, hotly. "Oll that probably is a matter simply of your own opinion. I dare say a good-sized mouse would frighten the wits out of you, if so be xou happen to have any." You bl:iek:-hearted ruffian, do you mean that insult?" "I'm one of the most candid men in the world, so judge for yourself!" was the taunting reply. "Apollo Bill never thinks one thing, and speaks another." "Apollo Bill!" Drew exclaimed, incredu lously' "Apollo Bill!" Lady Theresa gasped. Efactly I Apollo Bill!" was the cool re sponse I seem to be known to yon Lady Tremame, bas this fellow, whoever he may be, insulted you further than by offering to kiss you?" No, sir-unless proposing to marry me can be regarded as "I should it as the hight of insult. I wonder you dian' t accept biml I should think the girls would run crazy over such a desirable young man. Young fellow, whence earnest thou1 If you peregrinated bitherward from the town of McGuffin's, it is yet several miles distant down this ravine, and about tbe hea l th iest thing you can do is to seek it, in a hurry. B ut, first of all, get down on your knPes and say: 'Lady Tremaine, I humbly ask your pardon!' Then you can go!" "flat ha! yon think I am an i diot, do yon1" Drew cried. "I don't think anithing abo u t it!" Apollo Bill retorted. "All ask of yon, is to. do as I just bade you!" Why, I'd see you in -first!" "On your knees I say!" Bill cried, sternly, at the same time cocking, and leveling one of his revolvers 1'll give you just two minutes to obev me." Dick Drew "was an arrant coward, when it <>.ame to facing danger; so he resolved to save hi.s life, even at the expense of humiliation. "Lady Tremaine, I humbly beg your par he said, a I11.alicious smile on his face. "That is wrong I" Apollo Bill said. Get on you r knees L ively to.r-y o u've not m uch tim11 to lose W hite with r age, Drew obeyed; then, risinft and shaking his fist at them, he hurried down the gulch. "The hour is late," Apollo Bill said, turning to Lady Tremaine. "Accompany me to my retreat, and I gua.r . antee you greatest courtesy and attention, until morning, when I will send you back to Mc Guffin's First, however, yon must p ermit me to blin!lfold your eyes!" CHAPTER VIII. AT APOLLO BILL'S RANCH. THERE was no other course Lady Theresa. could pursue that sht> could see, and she accord. ingly signified her acceptation of the road-agent's proposition. She could not be in worse bands, at any rate, than she would have been uncier Dick Drew's guidance, and this thought gave her considera ble reassurance. With a black silk handkerchief, Apollo Bill .gently blindfolded her eyes so that she could not see; then he gave vent to a shrill J1Vhistle, and she was conscious t .hat a number of borsemAn bad ridrleu out from 1some adjacent cover and surrounded them Tbe next action was to place her on horseback behind Apollo Bill, woo directed her to put her arms about his waist and" hang on." The horses then started off on a gallop, and thus continued for hours, it seemed to Lady Theresa, ere a halt was mflde, and she was as sisted to dismount. Tb.en, after a few minutes, the bandage wa! removed from her eyes, and she was able te view her surroundings. She was in a large room, containing one dool' and no windows. Li.,;ht was furnished by a dozen candles, which burned brightl y in a rude sort of chandelier ; a table, several stools, a couch of skins, and a carpet of the same mate rial comprised the furnitu re. Tbe only occupant of the room, besides Lady Theresa was a neatly-cla.d Indian girl, who stood near at band, and who bad evidently removed the blindfold 8ht> was, more properly, a halfbreed, being light of complexion, and more intelligent and pretty appearing than t h e average Indian girl. A b !" Lady Theresa said, gazing about her, in surprise. "How is this-where am H" "You are in tbe house of Apollo Bill the Trail Tornado!" the gel.fl replied, in g ood Eng lish. "But I thought I just dismounte!H "So you did, and were lifted from your horse into this room," the girl said, wit" '\ smile. "Oh! well, I suppose one is subject t.o being puzzled, under sncb circumstances as these. Where is Apollo Bill, as yon call bimf' Gone to the assemhly room, I dare say. Did you wish to see him?" "Ob, no. I have no overwhelming desire in that direction. Road-agents, or more correctly, robbers, are not on my list of acquaintances. This high-named Adoms wh6 has brought me

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Dick Drew, tile Miner's Son. here is, I dare Sl\y, a paragon of beauty and wolfish cruelty combined." "Indeed, lady, you wrong him. Apollo Bill is a gentleman aud a man of honor, outside of his profession, of which it is not for me to judge. He never offers harshness to a woman, 1'ut can be stern with men when necessity demands it." And who are you 1" I am Conchito I was rescued from the vengeance of my people by Apollo Bill when they were about to torture me for warning a party of pale-faces of an impending massacre. Apollo Bill, took me tp his home, treated me as he-would a sister, and as such I love him." "Indeed. Very romantic. Can you tell me what his name is, aside from Apollo BilH" I cannot." "You will not, you mean." "No: I cannot." "Ahl Do you know, then, what object he has in following the sinful life of a robber1 Surelv not wealth." "Not that alone. He has a sad story con nected with his life. Once he was in good circumstances, but the bana of an enemy did him a foul wrong-one that b could not forgiveone that urged him to se::k for vengeance. He struck the trail of his enemy' and followed him for many suns. At last one night he fancied he saw his man standing upon the upper deck of a Mississippi River steamboat as it lay at the levee. Drawing a revolver, he shot him through the heart. "It afterward turned out that be bad killed the wrong man, and the news of this nearly drove him wild with despair. From point to point be fled, closely pursued by the minions of the law. Twice he was captured and placed in jail, but on each occasion he escaped. At last, bunted down to the last resort, he rallied around him a band of fellows and took to the mountains. They were discovered in their first retreat and br11-nded road-agents ere they had earned the right to such a calling. Assailed by despondency and anger at this injustice, Apollo Bill fled to this fastness and oq1;anized bis men into what is known as Apollo Bill' r oad-agents. "There, you have all that I know about my protector." "Good enough for a novel," Lady Theresa said, taking off her hat and riding-cloak. "I presume this mucbly-wronged man has a child living, bas he not!" "Not to my knowledge, ma'am." "You have never heard him speak of having a child now or in the past!" "Never." "Well, perhaps be is of a secretive disposition concerning his habits; perhaps, again, be is not the party I think he is. Have you ever seen him unmasked!" "I have not." "Then be remains constantly disguisedf' "So far as I know, yes." "Do you think he would grant me an inter view!" I do not-yet, I possibly may be wrong. I will tell him your wish, and you need not be surprised if he does or does not put in an appearIUlce soon." Th e n, with a courtesy, the girl passed from the room, taking tbe precaution to lock the door after her, and Lady Tremaine was left to her own meditations. It was not for Lady Theresa to see Apollo Bill that night bad she desired to ever so much. She waited a reasonable length of time, for him to come, and then threw herself wearily upon a couch of skins, wondering if she would indeed get safely to the mining-camp, as Apollo Bill bad promised. Sleep soon came to her eyes, and she forgot all her troubles, until she was aroused by Concbito, the Indian girl. Come. I must blindfold yon, and, and sent out to scour the vicinity for the bold marauders, hut they returned the next day. at noon, without having even struck the trail of the gang. Mining was for the most part suspended, and groups of men collected here and there, about tbe town, to discuss the situation. What was to be donef They were in the midst of a danger for which there was no ap parent help. Were they to give tamely up to of brigandism1 which Apollo Bill bad inagnrated1 Were bey to submit to being deprived of their eamings by him, at bis own convenience1 No! something must be done-all seconded that motion. But whatf That was the question just then lacking solution. Deputy Marshal Butler was consulted, and asked why he did not make some move toward removing the eXlsting evil. "Gentlemen," he said," from my experience of these road-agent devils, I find there ain't no way o' g ettin' at 'em, like bidin' your timll, watcbin' carefully, an' 'ropin' 'em in, when they're not eXCtin' it."

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18 Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. This did not satisfy the average McGuffinitehe wanted gore, and wanted it bad, too. But what set the town in the greatest uproar of all, was the discovery of a large notice just before sunset, posted upon a saloon-door, in plain view of every passer-by. It was written with a brush in large letters, a11d read thus: ., NOTICE. "I, the undersigned, will pay five hundred dollars to that party or parfies, who will r,apture alive, and band over to the proper authorities, one outlaw and road-agent by the title of Apollo Bill. He is a hard case, but must be caged, if any one's got assurance enough to try the job As soon as captured, I will pay to the cap t or the above sum. "Yours truly, "APOLLO BILL, The Trail Tornado." If this wasn't the hight of impudence and auiacity, the McGuffinites didn't want a cent. After others had their turn at offering re wards, this Adonis of the roads had actually come ont and offered a reward for his own cap ture-the worst of bluffs to the McG--ites. Nothing like it bad ever been beard of before in those districts. __ The man Moses Monk seldom left his little bank, but early on tbe evening following the events last narrated, he closed tbe shutters, and left the place by the rear way, taking care to fast. lock the doors behind him. Going to a stable near by, he broqght forth anrl bridl e d and saddled a skinny-looking donkey and m o unted the same, after which he rode down along the shore of the river. .Lt but a narrow anJ dangerous path, seldom us e d as a way of exit from the town for this r e ason, but the sober-looking donkey picked his w a y along as though familiar with the trail. Tbe donkey and its obese rider were so widely at contrast as regards size, that they made a really ludicrous appearance. At first it was very dark, but af'er they bad followed the dark, rapid stream for some three hours they were fortunate enougll to have a dim light from the late moon to reward their efforts in endeavoring to pursue the difficult .path. Tbe scenery for miles was wild iu the extreme. On either side of the river ru'l;ged, craggy mountains rose almost perpendi c ularly, to great hight, in cq._ntinuous chains, as if to guard the sullen moaning waters from escaping from taeir embrace. The night was well ndvauced Pre M1Jses Monk ca.me to a short of plateau wid ening in the :monotonous course of tile trail, and drawing 1:eia., he dismounted. Tile donkey immediately lay down, showing DO disposition to proceed further. With a grunt of approval, the banker gazed sharply around him, and then began to climb 'llp a steep and ruggttd path, that led toward the mountain top. For some time he pursued the route; then reached a sort of shelving ledge, barely big enough to stand upon. In front of liim, looking into the mountain, was a large, cavernous opening, which was the entrance to some subterranean chamber, and which now bad a dark and forbidding appear. ance. Waiting a moment to get his breath, Monk stepped into the entrance, and called: Maryl Maryl" There was no immediate answer, so he called again: "Mary1 are you there!" Then, a woman's figure glided out from the oovern. CHAPTER IX. MOSES AND MAR1(". "MARY, ish dot you!" Moses Monk asked, peering mto the face of the woman. "Who do you suppose it is!" was the rather short r e ply. What brings you here at this unseemly hour, Moses!" "Oh I dat you vii] learn, veu you vas find oud," tbe Jew replied, facetiously. "Ish der kid ashleep!" "Yes. What of it!" "I vas glad of it. I hafl' something imbortant to tell yon." Wbatl Have yqu any tidings of-'I'' "Dot don'd vas matter. I ish here to tell you somet'ink, if you ask me in." "Obi well, come along in; but for heaven's sake, leaye off that Jew business and speecll, which makes you unnatural and despicable!" "Ob I well, if you like I will, for the present, but l must resume it, in business, you know, for the aveh.ge Ani.ericau admires tbe shrewd busi ness tact of the Jew; if not the J e w hirnself, and therefore patronizes him. Lead on, however, and I will try to speak my native Yankee tongue." Mary obeyed, and the banker followed her into the heart of a large inter-mountain cham be1, where ttll was darkness of tbe most intense nature. A lighted torch, however, soon illuminated the scene, and the interior of the cave. There was for furniture a table and chairs, and some skins and blankets in a couple of places which were probably used for beds. On one lllf these b e ds lay a flaxen-haired girl of nine or'ten years, fast asleep-a pretty, sweet faced, )lealtby-looking child, whom one could not help Even Moses Monk went over, and looked down upon the sleepin12: innocent, with more of a softening expression than was usually seen upon his face. Then he turned to Mary-a woman, young in years, and possessed of average good looks. "She appears healthy and happy, Maryl'' he said. "And so she is," was the response. "Since I came here, she bas picked up, day by day, the wildness of our surroundings seeming to affect her for the better. What brings you here, Cousin Moses!" Business. Sit down, and we will compare notes." And so saying, he drew a stool forward into the torchlight and became seated. Mary followed his example, a look of eager expectancy on her face. She was a woman still in her twenties, Uld

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Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. l'll t ber prnpossessing in appearance, despite her common dress and an habitual expretiSion of i;orrow which hovered about her eyes and mouth. Yon come to tell me good news1" she asked, 1eaning toward him. "Well, that depends somewhat on bow you l ook at it. I have news, it is true, but whether it will be good to yon or not I do not know. "'.l'hen you have found Mr. Jllake1" "Yes-that.is, be was in McGuffin's not many e venings ago; but, owmg to a demand for him, by several parties, he w11s obliged to make himself scarce. A new road-agent luminary has put in an appearance in the neighborhood, styling himself Apollo Bill, and as their descriptiOns are very nearly the same, I dare to presume that he and Blake G r e one and the same." "Ob I Mr. Bill would n eve r do that-no, I do not believe be would, for an iustant, consider 11ucb a thing." "Pooh I Men will do anything, nowadays, for the sake of roping in the s h ekels." "Ob! I wish 1 could be satisfied, for certain, in regard to the matter. Who were the perso ns wbo wanted bim?'' The woman, Madame Moree, who keeps the dance hou se ; L ord Clifford for another-well, there seems to have spruag up a general mterest connected with him. You see it has got out about the lost child, and Lord Clifford is offering some hig rewards .for the capture of Blake or the c bilu. Tb at makes it worth w bile for different o n es to try and ferret out the case. A s it staads, I have got the inside track, and all I lack is your co-assistance for me to make things work." "How do vou mean?'' "The same way I explained to you on a fol' m e r visit. Tell me whose child ffiat is, yonde r -Bill tslake's or Lord Clifford's. Then I will make you my wife, ami our interests will be mutual and ideutica!. Then I will produce the child before Lord Clifford with you as tbeproo f and claim a reward of twenty thousand dollars, which, when added to my own pile, will make us independent for life." "A very tempting proposal that might seem to some women, but not to me. In the first place, I am your cousin-tlie. t is one good and sufficient reason why I could not marry you. In the next place, I do not nor have I ever loved b u t one man, and fate seems to will it I shall not be granted the favor of his presence very often." "You mean Apollo Bill'!" "I meau William Blake." Pooh! you are foolish. That man you will p robably never see again, for the V'igilan'ce Committee are after him, h o t and heavy, and '11 elevate him as soon as they get him. Besides, he carPs nothing for you. When be was in McGuffin's be was accompanied by a woman dressed in male attire who called herself Rowdy Kate, an' I reckon he was on purty good terms with her." "Bab I I do not believe it!" "We ll, I do not know whether you do or not, But anyhow you must tell me which man is the Jatber of this child If you jdo not. "'.'e are hen"efort.}> "So may it be, t hen. Until I see I sbllll d isclose nothing t.o a n y one " Yon are silly and stubborn!" "I am n ot. You neve r tho ught well of m e *1til you fo und I wa.s worth money from having in my possession o ne of the children I know all you care for me is to make some arrangements whereby you can get possession of the reward mone y and I viii have nothing to do with you. Go back to :r,our J e w shop and try to earn an honest Jiving. "Yes, I will go, but y o u may see me again soon in a way that will not s ui t you. Adieu, Lady Honesty I" Then, with a bitter laugh, he turned and left the cavern. Mary Monk gazed after him with flashin g eyes. "Ob! you contemptible coward, bow I despise you I" sbe cried. "You thought to make your co usin your dupe aud tool, but, no matter wl!o is the parent of yonder sleeping child, you shall not have the sa tisfaction of earning the reward, nor any one else while I can h e lp it. Thero are a few thing s I must learn berore 1 yi e ld my charge to any one, and, first of all-is William Blake true to a certain pJ:omise be made me some years ago?'' Moses Monk went at once back to McGnffin's Be was literally boiling with rage over his d efea t, and the soliloquized be made while en route were more forcible than elegant. He arrived at miningcamp early tbe next forenoon and opened up bis "shop," and while he attended to current business bi s mind was by no means idle. When the duties of the day were ever he went at once to the hotel, and to tbe room of Lord Clifford. A maid answered bis knock, and informed him tba t Lord ()lifford was not in. As she did not invite him to enter and await bis return he went back to the" shop," and, throwing himself on a bunk behind the counter, was soon in the arms of Morpheus. Fcir hours be slept soundly! but was finally awakened by some one slapprng him smartly upon the cheek. Opening his eyes be beheld two men standing beside him, both of whom wore loni;.; b ea rds, evidently false, and masks before their eyes True t o a natural crafty instinct horn in him, Moses Monk next turned bis eyes upon their clothing and made a discovery. Move be could not, because bis bands and feet were securely hound with curds. "Vel, vot you vant?" b e demanded, surveying the m with unflinching gaze. "Vot you mean py all dis (oo li s h ness mit me?" "Waal, neow, I reckon we're byar tew see ye on business, an' tbort we couldn't find ye enny more at liberty than sum sech a time as this!" one of the m e n drawled out in an unnatura.1 voice. Ob! shut oop Moses retorted. "Off ;ou t'ink I vas a fool? I know :vou both, un Id aind no use for :vou to dry on any monkey business mit .vour voices."

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Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. The two intruders exchanged glances, and ut Cered a grunt each of disapproval. "Well, it don't make any difference if you do or if you don't," was tbe answer. "We're here on business, and have accomplisbed a part of it-that of securing some of your surplus cash. The remainder of the business is this: You know where Mary-Monk is hiding with the lo s t child. Tell u s to fiud her or we will kill you ere we leave this place." "Hut dot would be murder, und you den'd vas dare gommit murder!" Moses protested, greatly alarme d. "Oh, we don't, eh1 Do we look as if we are men to fu.Iter at the execution of any crime that would further our 11nds'I'' "Veil, no; but id von't pay for you to kill me, pecau!Oe you got hanged, den." Oh, no fear about that. There's been more than one mysterious criroe at McGuffin's that n o one ever got hanged for, and you cau rest assured you've not got enough friends to concern themselves about your demise. B es ides, we are not known to be here. We mean busi n ess from the word, and so the quicker you tell us what we want to know, quicker you ain't a dead man." 1 don'd vas know vere Mary Monk is at all!" You lie, It is known you left the town night before last, and there, of course is where you went. It is useless to d eny auything. I'll blow your brains out, quicker than you can say scat! One-two-three-" "Hi>ld on! I peg! I tell you! You follow up der drail up der river shore a number of miles, till you come to a plateau-den you climb up a steeb path til you fin von plack bole mit der rocks. Dot vas der entrance to von cave, und in dis cave you vil find Mary Mouk." "And the child'I' "And the child." Very gooj. Now, then, you will do us a favor by telling us whether that is Bill Blake's child or Lord Clifford's?" That I don'd vas can do." uwhynot?" "Because I don'd vas know, mlneself. I vent last night on purpose vor to find oud, but Mary vouldn't tell me. If she had, I should half got der reward from Lord Clifford to-day." Th en it is a good thing we nailed you, tonight. You a re too dangerous a customer to be at and must die. So say your prayers!" "Dick Drew! Darcy Drew! You dare not kill mel" "We shall see!" one of the masked men his sed and bis upraised hand came down swiftly. Mmes Monk uttered a groan and fell to the floor dead, The two criminals speedily left the shanty by the rear, and hurried away through the dark ness, for the late moon had not yet risen. They had not gone far, when two figures appeart!d around the corner of the shanty, and paused near the rear door. They were in person the of Rowdy Kate,. and the dandy Celeetial, Chin Chin. 'Sh!" the former said, in a whisper gone, and that ain't all. They've killed the Jew, I reckon. You heard him your Chin Chin heares, allee .samee liKee Melican girl. Blo6d mnchee git coJdl" "Humph I you're a chicken. Nevertheless, all thet I keer is so ye heerd. "Ye heard, too, what ther Jew called tber galoot.al "-Of course-Chin Chin velly sharp ears." Well, then, listen. We'll keep this matter quiet for the present. Mind-not a word ot it, to any one, until I get ready to Rpring the trap,. Then, as sure's my name is Rowdy Kate, I U bring those rascals to the doom they deserve." Allee rightee. Chin Chin do jm,1; what Melican girl slay. If Melioan girl gittee any money, she dividee with Chineeman allee samee as if she was his wifeel" "Oh, you bet!" Kate said, with a laugh. The next morning the news of the mnrder ot Moses Monk became known, and created more or a sensation than such a crime would make in the mining-camp. A coroner's jury was at once impaneled, and bro uglit in a v erdict that he had been murdered with a &harp knife, by some person or persons unknown, and for reasons unknown. A search was afterward made of bis office, and it was discovered that all his money had been a3 well as a quantity of gold and diamonds be was known to possess. Then some one mentioned that it looked very probable that, being as the money was gone, Apollo Bill the road-agent was the author of the crime. A dozen stood ready, of course, to grasp at this theory, and in a short time it had become an established fact that Apollo Bill hlld, in reality, committed the. crime. That night, a queer looking specimen of humanityt mo_unted upon a queer looking speci men of a ctonkey, rode leisurely into the town, from out of the mountain-gulch route. CHAPTER X. 'ZEKIEL STROP TO THE FRONT. To begiu with, bis wardrobe was of the most dilapidated variety. His pants, coat and sbirt were ragged and patched to such an extent that there was scarcely a semblance of the original cloth of the garments to be seen, and the colors of the patches embraced all the various hues of the rainbow. His feet were incased in brogans of large size, and the battered w1eck of a once plug hat, which was plugged full of bullet-holes, was set upon the back part of hiR head. In face he was a decidedly p<>culiarlooking person, nearly a.II of his physiognomy being covered with b11ard of a brick-red hue, matted and irregular in and his hair was of the same color and condition. The mule he bestrode was one of the scrawni est of its race. Anrl this individual drew rein in front of Madame Moree's dance-house, from which strains of music were isiming, and gazed around him in apparent wonderment, as if it were next to iwpo"6ible to credit the sense of his boo.ring. "Wae.1, now, gol darn my knittin'I" he_.

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Dick Drew, the Miner's Son. tlaimed, slapping his fiery, much-tamed steed upon the 111de. "I swow tew gracious ef thet 'er ain't the fu'st fiddle I've hearn s e nce I left Podunk, N. H. I say, bellow, thar, fellers! be tbet aire a fiddle I beer!" "You bet yer boots, Yank!" one of the out side loungers replied, to whom the stranger had addressed hi s inquiry. "This is a danc e-house. Won't ye come ini" "Waal, neow, I don't keer ef I do, fer dancin' aire one o' my side-bolts, l tell ye. I swow to gracious .er I ain't bm to more corn-sbuckin' dances, up around Podunk, than ye kin shake a stick at; an' the gals uste r say I was some pun'kins on the Fisherman's Hornpipe an' Money Musk, an' sech dances." And wiLb this r emark the stranger stepped out of his Eaddle and stretched himself, to get rid of the kinks of his journey. 'Spect bow a feller can git some one tew dance with ef be goes in tbar can't he!" "Ohl yes, undoubtedly," Dick Drew said, he being one of the crowd. "The madame is a widow, an' I'll bet she'll freeze to you like hot ookes to the griddle. Come from the East, eh" "Waal, now, y ou're shoutin', strangeri you airel I'm from Podunk, New Hampshire am, an' my name's Zeke Strop-old Obediah Strop's son, ye s e e. M.ebbe ye know dad: he owns a !law-mill at Podunk, an' he's got ther best span o' oxen in the State, fer big pullin'. Waal, ye
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Dick D rew, the Miner's Son. "Ah l" Madame Moree gasped, when he un masked "Yes-ah!" he retorted, sternl y "You find I am still too sharp for you. My little sleigbt of -hand trick fixert your drugged champagn e down the outside of my throat, and no one was harmer!. I pres u me we f ully r ecog n ize each :>thPr, woma.n1" "Very prohable," the madame replied, w hite with afarrn a t being discovered. One is not apt t') forget a-tnanof your s t anding. Oh! Bill! Bill!" "Humph! what do you mean? How dare you address me familiarily, yo u bad, wicked woman?'' "I am not! On! Bill, are we never to be anything t o one another again?" "Never! Think you I could ever respect you? Years ago I married you, oolyto learn that your father aud brothers were counterfeiters, and were using you even after you were mv wife and the mother of my child, as an a cco mplice to their schemes-that you w e re robbing me of good money, and using me as a medium for circulating their spurious stuff, regardless of tbe p e ril it brought me into. I discovered your baseness and gave you an hour to get forever out of our borne. Luck1ly for you, you were sen s ible enough to go." "What else had. I to do? But, since then, I have beeu a better woman and I long to come back to you and your child." "Yes I have just bad an example of your goodn ess to-night. It is a downright good woman who f eed s an innocent greenhorn with drugged chamriagne. Oh! I don't douht your goodness, a t all. As to the child, madame, I probably have no need to tell you it is dead!" "De ad! our little child dead?" "To tbe world, yes You have heard the story that one child was killed and one carried off. Tbe saved child, if living I have no doubt is Lord Clifford's." "You do uot know this?" "No, not for certain, and it is likely that the trut h about tbe matter n eve r will be known." "I do not think so. There are persons in this town who claim to know where the servant girl and the child are conceale1." "That is merely bluff. The reward would have an if there was any truth in it. Bnt, I am talking; too free l y with a woman I utterly despise. Mabel Moree, we are no longe r aught to each other in this life; tbsre are no ties whatever, so far as I am concerned, to draw us toward one another. It is poss1blra that I may some day desire to marry again, and you, likewise. "Ne v e r! I want no divorce, nor "hall you ever marry any other mndarne cried. "I will yet win you b ack, eve:i though you re sist with might and main!" "I have said a ll that is n eeeilSllry at thi s i n terview I Blake fina ll y res u med, and yo u will oblige me by opening t his rear door, looki n g well t hat you make no a ttempt to have me arr ested." "You need not fear," t h e madame said, obeying his ord er. "I do not now seek to have you arrested, as that would on l y J ose you to me. My object in life, henceforth, is so to ge t the best of you, that you will be only too g l a d to come back to me, an bumbl ed and obedien t bu. band. You are at liberty to go!" A m iser to the core, was Darcy Drew: h e c l osely guarde'.i b i s moneyed possessions, by night as well as by day. He slept upon a cot bed ia h i s office, a t night in c l ose proximity to a n iron safe, which contai neu all the money that was not invested i n landed p r ope rty. Tbe night of the events last narrated, be did not rest well, but tossed uneasily upon his bed wrestli'1g with drP.ams and visions of a n un pleasant ature, evidently. It WllS in tpe small hours when he was s u d d enly startled from his sleep by a cough He instantly sat up in bed, with an oath grasped a revolver from under his pillow, and cocked it. The room was only dimly lighted by a ray ot moonli ght which streamed in through the w i n dow, but he was not long in discerning the figure of a mao, standing near the door which opened into the ball. "Ha! who the devil are you?" the mine owner criet\, leveling his weapon. Speak quick, or l'll shoot!" No answer. The intruder, evidently, was not inclined to speak. "Curse you, take that!" and Drew pulled th& trigger. Tb e r e was no report! "Take what?" the man 11ried, rapidly advan cing. "Put up your tool, Darcy Drew, as you call yourself, and keep mum, or it will be the worse for yon, because your weapon is not loaded, anrt mine is J "Curses on you!" gasped the speculator, shrinking back fro m the formidable six-shooter thrust toward him by a stalwart fellow clad in top boots, sloucl;) hat and scarlet suit, and wbose face was hidden behind a mask. "Who are you, "Who am the grim reply-" who am I? Need you ask, Darcy Drew, alias Ben Boghart, alias Owl-Eye, the border ruffian-need you ask, when you bear my voice? I am your deadly foe-I am Apollo Bill the Road-Agent_ and I am Bill Blake, the man-hunter. You are the man I've been hunting for yflll.l'!i!l" CHAPTER XI. "Not if I know it. You and Bill Blake have parted for good Maude MorPe, and so let it be. Above a ll, keep yourself aloof from having anyI APOLLO MAKES A LIFT. thing r o Lio with-. the scheme:i vf two doJmed "MERCY!" Drew gape
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Dick Drew, the Miner's Sou. 18 ........ upon the office table, bis weapon all in readiness I for use. "I just dropped tn to let you know I have found you, and that by no earthly flight can you ever again evade me. I see you're in somewhat better circumstances now than when you used to be known as Owi-EyeJ the sherifl'." Of courSt'. I do not know wnat you mean, however Bah I I know you perfectly wellGOO knows. Do you think I could ever forget you, when it was you, vile wretch, who fired my home, killed and burned my poo r old mother, and tore the scalp from the beadof one uf my cbildrenf CursEls ever rest upon you and yours, B en Boghart, until the twelfth day of Junelthen, look you out for my vengeance, for it shall surely smite you. Tell me, man-which child w.as ityour fiendish murdered1-tell me, Ben Boghart!" "How should I know, when I never saw enough of the devilish young 'uns to t'ell them apart? You may rest asswed if I knew which was which, I-" "Hal I anticipate you. If you knew which was which, you would produce the remaining child and make some money out of it. Nol no! you will never succeed in that game, my fine rascal. Y with a laugh, Apollo Bill leaped through a window he had left open on entering, and was gone! As a matter of course, the next morning Darcy Drew bad an interview with his adopted son Dick, and the events of the preC
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Dick Drew, t1&e Miner's Son. get pO!Session of the kid-whicb mE>ans a reward ,f ten thousand dollars-but also tbe mortgagPS and other papers or Moses Monk. So much to be done, and then we are once more on our feet again." "Indeed-if we succeed! That's the thing to consider. We've been having so devilish much bad luck of that it looks as if we were on the wrong groove." Pooh I a little bad luck ought not to dis courage us. J mean to realize out of the kid, Ten t i JOusand dollara a.one will give 11s qmte a lift." How do you propose to reach the place where Mary Monk and the child are living?" By boat on the river. I would not go by the tra il. lest they ma. Y have some one on guard to no ti fv them of vlll' approach." "Very well. What will you do with them after getting ttem?" Take them to the wooded island just a mile below here. It will be a capital retreat for us all." About as bot-headed an Englishman as ever existPd was Henry Clifford. He was fathered by a stern and aristocratic old nobleman, who never forgave or forgot an injury. It was but natural then, that Lord Henry should inhe>rit some of his father's qualities, am ng which was the one of not forgetting or forgiving an iujury. He considered that be bad been done a terrible wrong, and his blood boiled for redress. When he had visited the deserted farm some maliciouly disposed person had hinted to him that Blake bad an obJect, and a prime one too, in burning his home and ha\ing his family maS 'l cred, as he bad not long before bad all their lives insured, from which be must, of course. have realized a handsome sum. Of course this was utter nonsense and villainous meanne&s; but Lord Clifford accepted it, as he saw no one else to deny the story while in that neighborhood. The man then whom he bad aided and trusted was 'l wretch without parallel. The day that inclurled the events last narrated, he made np bis mind to break the monotony, by going into the mountains for a hunt. Lad_v Theresa entered the room, just as be was about to start. "Wl;lat! are you going out, my lord?" she &sked in surprise. "Yes, I'm off for a little hunt. Mayhap I'll bring you back a grizzly cub, for a poodle." "Mayhap, you will not return at all, my lurd, for the roarl-agents are growing so bold, ti.lat everybody fears them." Well, I am not afraid. If, however, I should not return, why, I have left enou11:h money tn my bureau, here, to defray your expenses back to England." "In that case, I suppose, the .search for little Lady Maude would cease1" "Very likely, yes, for you would not naturally care to interest your.elf in a continuation of the search." Lady Theresa colored-grew pale-then 11\JSbed,angrily; "Thank you, Lord Clifford. As you sav, it cannot avail me anything to hunt up au out law's child, and make her lady of Clifford's Cliff, when by right of entailment, everything comes to me, after the deatb of sweet little Maudie whose sad fate occurred nearly two years ago. Good-day, sir!" Then, with flashing, indignant eyes, she &wept from the room with regal hauteur. Lord Clifford turned and gazed after her with a prolonged whistle of surprise. "Well, by Jovel That's the first time I eve1 saw an exhibition of my Lady Theresa's temper,'' he remarked, musingly. "I've heen studying her some, howevAr, since coming here, and have noticed a perceptible carelessness on her par;;, as to whether I ever succeed fii finding Maude, or not. Somethiug tells me some one has been talking to her-at any rate, she is right. If I die, now, she wins; but, I must not die! With his mind busied with these, and similar thoughts, he left the hotel and wandered, on foot, into tlle mountaius. In the beginning he followed the stage route through the gulch; but finally struck off ur a path among the wooded peaks and crags. For hours he rambled on, occasionally Rboot ing a bird or rabhit, until the sun's position in the sky indicated that it was past noon. Then, he was about to turn back, when he caught sight of a voung bear upon a crag ahead of him, and likewise far above. If shot, H would fall upon tbe rocks not far in front of him. Raising his rifle, he fired. Sure enough the animal tumbled off the ledge but, instead of falling upon the rocks, disappeared from view. Running ahead a number of rods, Lord Clif ford came to the edge of a deep ravine, and saw the bear at the bottom-half a hundred feet below at !east. So sheer was the descent at the point where he was standing, that be had to search for a place less steep, ere he could go down, He soon came to wbere a path descended through a thicket, and, following its course, came out into the gulch within sight of the bear. To bis astonishment, as he advanced be saw a man engaged in skinning the beast-a man clad in elaborate buckskin and slouch hat, but whose back was turned to Lord Clifford. "Well, by Jovel that is cool! I wonder if he knows who killed that bear," his lordship growled, bis anger rising. "I don't usually kill game for other.s to appropriate. And, grasping his rifle, he strode toward the bear, quickly As 1'e beard some one approaching, the man wbo was skinning the animal arose and faced about. Then he uttered an ex.clamation of sur pr.ise. Lord Clifford duplicated it, and came to a standstill. "Bill Blake!" be ejaclllated, his features grow ing stern in their expression. "Yes, my Lord Clifford, I am Bill Blake, at. your service I" that individual replied, "better known hereabouts, tho', as Apollo Billi"

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Dick Drew. the Miner's Son. 25 CHAPTER XII. l.IOWDY KATE WINS AND LADY THERESA LOSES, THE recognition was mutual. For several minutes neither spoke; but at last Lord Clifford found voice: "William Blake," he said, sternly-" William at last we face each otber-the very thing I have been praying for tbe mauy days past since I discovered your treachery!" "I am aware rou sought to meet me, sir, and am sorry for it,' Apollo Bill returned. "Why sorry-because you hated to face me ln all your guilt, William Blake!" "What1 Of what am I guilty! Tell me that I" "Guilty? Why, you accursed villain, have fOU the face to ask me that! Guilty of what! Why, of hiring a dozen ruffians to burn your l)Osey borne, wberein perished your aged mother and eitber your or my little .:hild-the cbild I lntrusted to your safe-keeping. Why, you are t monster!" "Lord Clifford you are an unmitigated liar I" "Sir l" and his iordship's baud sougbt the sidepocket of his coat, "I repeat it-you are a liar, sir! You have 111ccused me of something no other man thought of doing-the murder of my own family, Be fore I deny such a thing, pray tell me wllat object could I have in killi!!g I loved 1" "Money, Sir Road-agent-money, a greed for which bas led you to the position you now occupy. You insured the lives of all your family against death, and it was not your fault that the other child was not consumed,..so that you could draw the insurance on its life!" And so you, a man of ordinary good sense and enlightenment, have the assurance to make a charge against me like this!" 'I have. You are a wretch and a rascal, and shall answer to me for the betrayal of the trust I imposed in you." "And you, sir, whom I once believed to be a gentleman, are IL har and a coward, whom I would be very glad to accommodate with satis faction. It your tongue had not run away with your wits, I could explain much since we have met. As it is, unless you apologjze, we are henceforth enemies!" So be it, then. Far better to know a man of your stamp as au enemy than as a friend. As for apologizing to a man like you, or lilly man, in fact, it is wholly out of the guestion." "'l'hen I suppoi;e we may as well fight it out here as anywhere. I you know how to handle a revolver, eh!" Probably I But I do not even intend t.o bandy words or fight a duel with you. I hereby kill you with less torture than you killed rny child!" .And even while speaking there was a pistol report, though Lord Clifford did not take bis piswl from his pocket, a11d .Apollo Bill fell to the ground. A faint streak of blood upon bis forehead told where the bullet had glanced against the skull, and produced instant insensibility-for Apollo Bill did not stir after he fell. Ha I I thought the much-lauded scoundrel would some day fincl a man who would be too '1uch for him!" Lord Clifford muttered, step-ping nearer to the prostrate victim vl bis treachery. "He's paid the penalty of his crimes sooner than he had any thought of, curse him!" But a quiver in the muscles of Apollo Bill's face, an instant latel', undeceived him. "No, he is not dead. The bullet did not killJ it only stunned him, But that matters not. l have a bitter wrong to avenge, and have sworn to avenge it, and there is no time like the present in which to do it. William Blake, if one shot will not kill you, another will I" And with these words the vindictive man drew a revolver and pressed the muzzle of it against the temple of Apollo Bill, but before he could pull trigger he received a blow on the head with a club that felled him to the ground, He was not deprived of his senses, however, and immediately struggled to his feet, to he confronted by no less a personage than Rowdy Kate! "Hello! didn't me, did you1" she cried, her eyes flashing. Well I well! Lord Clifford! I am truly ashamed of you. Not satisfied with having nearly killed this man, who never did you any wrong, you sought to finish your cow" ardly crime before he should awaken to take his own part. Why, cuss my boots! d'ye know what I've a mind to do?" and she whipped a revolver from her belt. "I can surmise, but I know yc.u won't do that. In so doing you would be wronging your friend here, who I kuow would prefer to settle with me pe1 sonally." "Well, et's lucky so. I know he'll make it bot f e r you, or else I'd make your heart stop beatin1 right here. An' now I'JJ give you just about ten to turn your pedals and scoot! D'ye hear!" "As you have the advantage, I must submit to the inevitable," Clifford said, "But look out for me-we shall meet again!" He turned away, and Kate watched him until he was out of sight, then followed him until she came in sight of him again, and saw that he was still traveling away toward M r Guffin's. satisfied that he had no purpose of returning, she rf'turned t o where Apollo Bill still lay unconscious. Searching about, she soon found water, and filling the cup at her belt sbe went back and bathed the road-agent's forehead and poured some water between his lips. Then, by rubbing and chafing his hands, she soon had him restored to consciousness, and he sr.t up and gazed about him, for tbe moment be wildered. All I I see I" he exclaimed, feeling of his fore bead. "The treacherous devil came near doing for me. Where is he? Jiow came you here., Rowdy Kate!" "Oh I I happened along, just in time t.o blUlle him I" Kate grinned; then she proceeded to ex plain, Blake the w bile listening attentfreJy, his handsome face growing sterner and his eyes gleaming. "And be did that, eh1'' he demanded, w.ben Ka.te was through. "You bet! an' I only let him ofl' alive when he that maybe you'd prefer to settle with niin yourself. Ohl by blazes, you bet rd

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26 Dick Drew, the M i n er's Son. 'a' par alyzed bis heart-strings ef it hadn't bin for that." Yon are a good girl, Kate, and I respect you for your bravery. Moreover, I owe a great deal to you for saving my life!" "No ye don't-not a cent, nor I ain't the tenth part of a good girl, an' you bet on it. All thar was of itl he was goin' to play the knave, wben [ steppe<1 in with the al!e of clubs and turnad a trump!" "Aud won. Well, I shall always be gratdul tu y a u. You are a l one in the world, Katethe re must be a history connected with your life. \:"'ill you tell it to me?" Meobe some time. But not now. I must get back to McGuffin's to-night, where sometbing may OC'lur in which I arn .. _interested. So, if you feel recovered, I will leave you." "Ohl yes; I'm all right now. If you must go, good-by, and I hope for further acquaintan ce in th e near future, if so be you are willing." After L ord Clifford's departure Lady Theresa w ent out, ostenibly for a stroll about the camp,but,in r eality,in hopes of seeing Dick Drew. Somehow of late sbe bad heen very nervous and ill at ease -by no m eans in the humor that had swayed ber on coming to McGuffin' s Tbe seeds planted in her mind by the oily tongue of Dic k Drew bacl taken root, in spite of her heart strug>?;les to do what was right. Had be not told the truth, she argued? If little L!l.dy Maud was found she would of course, be Lord Clifford's sole heir to an estate worth one hLmclred pounds at tbe leas t. What, tben, would be her-Lady The-resa's-fate! Prob'l.bly she would not be actually ousted from Castle Clifford, bat shfl would not, natu rally, have the same liberties, nor tbe same moneys, nor tbe same attention that she bad so long en j oyed. There would h e n o moro L ondon season, in a ll probability, and many l ess admir ers, when it came to be known fbat she was a dowerless catch instead of a golden one. The was gall and wo r '1lwood to her the more she comirl e rcd it, and all interest had at, fir st l1a d i1J L1dy Matd'Hecovery, gradu ally die d ont, and in its place g rew t he hope that she wou J nev e r h e found. Di el{ Draw told me he knew where t be child was--th 1 t my band, in marriage, to him, meant the reign of a lifetim e for me, at Clifford's Cliff. H he speaks truly, why should I not a'1cept nim? H e i s not a bad-looking person, and seem3 to have both tha erlucation am! the man ners of a gentlemr a t e tbing to do-I shall have lo3<0 frnrn unnl e and his suppprt-the i.;, will it p1 and mil es from bere, and taking you with me, Therefo r e, all I have tu offer you is my word ol'. bono r. To-morrow, unless before that time I make other arrangf'ments, I shall start to fetch the chi ld am! receive from its father, the sum of. twenty thousand dollars." "From Lord Clifford?" and Lady Theresa suddenly paled. "Of course We came to a bargain, this morn in g. You kno"' twenty thousand dollars is a snug little sum of mone.vr Bah! It is but a trifle. Yon said if you di" not make pl'evious arrangements. Does tpau mean you ar<" ready to marry me, and keep the child forever in seclusion?" ''I t does. I am ready to carry out to the l ett,er, the plan l first proposed to you." Tbeu, come. Let us at once go before a magistrate, and be married, with the understanding that I am your wife, aud you a1e to support me, u ntil by the demise of Lord Clif ford, we come into possession of his wealth." Certainly. There is an ordained minister working in one of our mines who will tie the knot in good and after we are mar1ied, we can laugh at his l o rdship. It will be like lo>ing a link in the golden chain of fortune, to birn." Dick Dre w then t ook her to his father's house, where he left her, wuile be went to make all necessary preparations. In a short time he returned with a rongh-1 looking miner, who, equipped with a book, r au to them the Episcopal marriage service, and in side of five minute s Dick Drew and Lady The resa Tremaine were man and wife! And, within an hour after that, nearly every ohe in McGuffin's knew of it! CHAPTER XIII. A DOUBLE GAllE OF VILLAINY. LORD CLIFFORD heard of it on his return to McGuffin's, and, swelling with rage, he went at once to the Drew mansion. Darcy Dre w himself answered the summons. my niece here, in your house?" Lord Gillford demanded, savagely.

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Dick Dre w the Miner's Son. ., ''Not that I am aware of, sir. Who are you!' owing to the fact .that the heavens were over-tbe elder Drew asked, with a yawn. cast with the clouds of an impending storm, the "I am Lord H enry Cliff ord, and I bear r eports Drews, younger and elder, silently left their that my niece bas warried your foster-son. I house, and made their way cautiously to the want to know if it is true!" water's edge. "Qaite true, sir. The y are married and gone. Tli ere w ere but fow lights burning in the I know no more about it, s ir, and with this b y shanties, it being after ten o'c l ock, and the two no-means-comforting assurance, he slammed the night-hawks had little trou ble in avoiding being door il1 Lord Clifford's fa ce leaving that indiseen. vidual i n a turmoil of passion and uncertainty. At the water's edge, a skiff or smaJ.1 boat was And that was all he co uld learn. beached. This was pushed off and entered. No one knew whethe r Dick Drew and bis l Darcy Dre w taking the oars headed tbe boat bride had l eft town o r not. Some t h o u ght they up-stream. had sloped, whil e bthers "poohed" a t the id ea. ''We 'll ge t a drenchin', 1'11 bet!" Dic k growl-Lord Clifford went to his hotel and delib ed, himself well e nveloped in a rubber erated. coat "Its g oing t o be a blamed rough night!'' "Le t them go," be muttered. "Fo r the sake "Jus t the thing for our business," t h e elder ot future inheritance, she bas allie d h erself Drew grunted, with satisfaction. Allus s elect with a rascal who claims to know where my a night like this, for n efario u s business, it you child is wish to suc ceed. The l o ud e r the din the greater "If h e does indeed know wh ere she i s, it i s surety of su ccess. their purpose eitber to put her out of the way, And the thunder was n o t lacking. It soon or keep her for life in o bs curity. But, w e shall came in d ee p detonating tunes one c l a p follow see I may g e t p osses5io n of her yet, jn spite o f iug another until the r e seemed to b e one contbem, and then we shall see who will triumph!" stunt p ounding, jarring cannonade of sound Later, that e v ening, h e received a call from The lightning flashed and flitted in vivid zigMadam e Moree She was elegantly attired and z not your child be fo und, that he would. r ealize dangerou s to enter the cave bo ldly, as she may handsomely from you r wealth." be ou the watch and lay for us!" .I "So I am aware. Do you think be has posses "I have tho u gh t of all that, nnd p lauued sion of my child?" acco rdingly," the elder Drew exelaimed. 'Ve "No but b e may have, within twenty-four will l and, and climb to tbe l e dge, in front of the h ours.'' c&ve. Here we will make an argument, the "What makes you think so!" dnft of wh i ch will be that Bill Blake sent u s "Becau se, be as good as admitted that he was for Mary Monk and the girl, and that you are going to get possession of the child and wanted afraid, ana so forth. Sbf' will no doubt ove r me t o come to 1\ certain place and take care of it." bear ns and li sten aud on tiuding we come from "Ab! thPn tllere must be some thing in his as-Blake, will be ready to !!'Oto him." sertion that h e knew her whereabouts. Madame, "How know you could you b e induced to tell me the p l ace they "Easy enough She used to be in l ove with wanted you to go to!'' Blake and be was kind to h er, and you can bet "No," was t he r eply; "I co ul d not do that." she would be glad to get back to bim." "Then can you, still better, accept of tbe posi "I comprehend For ideal scheming you are tion tbey offe r ed you aud get possession of the :unsurpassed!" Dick said. child and surrender it to me? It will pa)"'you They pulled in to the shore, and fastened well to do so. their boat; then they b ega n the ascent of the "I will consider your propositio n Lord Clif-mountain. ford, and give you an answer ,,_t an earl y date. It was no easy job, aud cons iderable time was now bid you good-i3vening." occupied in reaching tbe l edge And she arose and took her lea\'e. Here the t wo villains became seated and lit "Methinks I foresee a little scheme cropping their pipes. out, originated in t h e fertile brain of the mad"I tell ye, I don't like that job," Dick Drew ame. If she gets the chil d iu her possess i on, she growl ed, in a l oud tone. "Ef the captain is the very woman to aspire to lofty position as wanted tbe gal, why the blazes didn't be come a reward f o r yielding up h e r prize. Obi God, fe r h e r himself? Furst y e know, she'll pop us why am I thus persecuted aud p lotted against, o ver." I only seek my lost darling!" Pooh! what ye skeered at? Cap kn0ws bis b iz, you bet! Didn't b e say as b ow e t would be That night when darkness reigned supreme all right? Well, I opine h e did, that. He sed

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aa Dick Drew, the Miner' So:a.. as bow the gal, Mary Monk, used ter be in bis iemploy, when be was known !IS Bill Blake, and that as he an' her war good friends, be fel t cer :tain s he would want ter see him, nov.." "Y!ls; I kno' he did, but the gal not knowin' this; is likely ter take us fer enemies, instead o' :friends, au' give us an ounce or two o' cold lead, instead o' a warmer reception." "Git ontl She'll be tickled nigh to death, when she finds out Blake sent fer her." Waal, mebbe. How did bu find out she war lleer1" "Dnnno, 'cept that he found et out down at ;;be minin' camp!" "You think he's struck on the gal, eh?" "'Pears to me so. He's allus talkin' about her." Then there was a pause, during which the two villains puffed away at their pipes vigor -0usly, while Mary Monk was Rtandiag just be hind them, in the cave entrance, with pale, frightened face, scarcely breathing lest they :should bear her. She was armed; practice had made her a good Bhot. Why, then, should she not make her presence known? "Gentlemen I" she said, holding her weapon in readiness. Tbe tvm Drews wheeled in great surprise. "Holcl:J ma'am; don't fire!" the older exelaimed. "We're friends." I overheard your conversation. Who are you?" "Waal, mum, we're what air commonly known as road-agents, an' we belong to Apollo Bill's gang." "Exactly, and, judging by your conversation, you were sent here to capture me?" "No, mum-not to capture you, but ter fetch ye back to our captain's camp, ef you were w1llin'." Am I to understand that your captain sent for me1" u Yes, mum.n "And your captain's name is William Blake, is it1" "Yes, mum." "Where is this camp located1" "Waal, I dunno as I'm to tell, but see in' as you an' the capt'in a1re friends, I dunno as there is any harm in tellin' you. Et's on an island in the river, below McGuffin's, whar no one hes ever tho't o' lookin' fer us." Mary was silent several .moments. "I believe I will go with you," she said, -finally, "for I desire very much to see your captain. You will please wait here until I am ready." With thio she re-entered the cavern. In tha course of hall an houi: she reappeared, carrying a child in her arms. "Lead on, and I will follow," she said. They obeyed without demur. It had stopped raining, and the clouds overhead were gradually br'3aking away, but it was still dark. On reaching the river, Dick Drew helped Mary and her charge to a seat in the stern of the boat, while be took up his station at the prow, and his foster-father again held the Q8l8. The frail naft was soon gliding swiftly &!OJ.IC witll the current, like a thing of life. McGuffin's was passed, and, half an hour later, the boat ran u pon the sandy beach of a small island. "Here we are!" Dick Drew announced, leap ing out followed by his father; allow me to assist you out." Mary allowed him to lift her out, but it WW! a fatal action. His arms clutched about her, and while he thus hflld her, despite her struggles. the elder Drew securely bound her, band and foot, thrust a gag into ber moutn, and blindfolded her. He then took her from Dick's arms and carried her into the depth of the woods, Dick fol l owing with the screaming child. They soon came to a log cabin, which they en tered, to find themselves in a rudely furnished apartment, where a fire waR burning and light was furnished by a torch. Madame Moree sat by the fire, '!:mt ar0t!0, as they enterd. "We've caught the bird, and you are her jailer!" Drew, Sr, said, as he thrust Mary into an inner room, and locked the door. "The kid you can keep here. We shall be here, again, in a couple of days, to perfect our arrangements. It is perfectly understood between us1-you are staying here, as jaileress, at a salary of a hUI' died a week I" "Exactly I" madame assented. Then, we must be off, and back to cam}>. ere it is daylight. Look well to your chargesJ11 Madame Moree was good for her word, as long as that night lastedhbut that was all The next morning she left t e island in a boat, and took the child with her. About an hour after her .departure, a boat was beached upon the island, and Darcy Drew and Di c k stepped therefrom, and plunged inro the forest. Fiftooo minutes afterward, another boat reached the island, and two more persons dis embarked. CHAPTER XIV. CONCLUSION. THE latter boat had landed several rods fur ther down the beach, in a little inlet, and conse quently out of sight of the firl>t boat. The occupants were Rowdy Kate and the Trail Tornado, Apollo Bill. I hope you are right, but I fear that this is a wild,;goose eha'lB," the road-agent as they disembarked. I don't believe Mary .M.onk and the child are on tbis island." Mebbe they ain't, bnt I see'd the two Drews a-comin' from this direction, and I opine et looked something like it to me." Small though the island, more than an hour was Bpent in search, ere the y c,-ame to the old' log-cabin, the door of which was partly open. "Hal didn't l tell you1" Rowdy Kate ex claimed. "That's the place where Mary Monk is to be found. Ah I h!trk I" The sounds of pitiful groans of some person came from the direction of the cahin. "By blazes! some one's hurt, an' that's C0l" taint" Kate cried. "Come, let's make a rosht.

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_.,; lDiek Drew, the mer' Son. Accordingly they dashed forward, and into the cabin thrc.ugh the open door. But they pau$00 near the threshold-paused aghast at what met their gaze. Upon the floor in front of them, bound hand and foot, and gagged, lay Mary Monk, her face distorted with the pain of acute suffering. Her back had been bared, and was one intricate mass of bleeding cuts, evidently inflicted by a bull-whip, which Jay near at hand. Both Bill aud Rowdy Kate were at side an instant cries of horror breaking from their lips, and Bill gently raised her head upon his lap. "Maryl Maryl dolou know me!'' he asked, bending over he!i an kissing her on the lips. "Speak to me, .oo.ury-I am Bill-B1ll Blake!" The sound of his voice seemed to arouse her, and she opened her eyes and gazed up into his face. Is it you, Master Bill 1 Oh! thank God!" she murmured, gazing at him wistfully. "I have so long wished to see you, Dill-I-I llave spent all these years, faithful to you, Bill, know we should meet sooner or la.ter." 'God bless you, Mary! I always knew you were a good1 true girl. But you are hurt, Mary -you have oeen cruelly abused! Tell rne who is the wretch who did this devilish brutality?" A shudder passed through her frame before she answered. "Yes, I have been killed-I have been mal'treated unLil I am dying. Oh 1 Bill, it was awful, but it is all over now. They captured me and brought me here last night, and placed mein charge of a woman who t old me her name was Madame Moree, and that she was going to take the child to Lord Cliff ord. This morning she left, and not long afterward Ben Bogbart and another ruffian came. They found the child gone, and were furious. They swore if I did nou tell them whose child it was they would beat me to death. Of course I refused, and they treated me so brutally that I partly fainted. B elieving me dead, they hurried me off a short time before you came." "Then, Mary, my brave girl, hear me swear here, and before Hi11:h Beaven, that your wrongs shall be avenged!" Apollo Bill cried, sternly. Kate will stay here with you until I send back a boat to convey you to McGuffin's, where I will have arrangements made for your comfort. But first, Mary, before it is too late tell me-is the child you have watched over and guarded so faithfu!ly mine or Lord Clifford's!'' "Bill-thank God-it is yours I The child bas been carefully reared, and knows her own name, Nelly Blake!" Then she sunk back, exhausted. With t.ears rolling down bis chPeks, Apollo Bill kissed her once more; then calling Rciwdy Kate aside, be addressed a few words to her in a low tone, after which be took his departure. Madame Moree went strai11:bt from the lsland to McGuffin's and to the room of Lord Clifford, but she did not t&ke the child with her. His lord ship was engaged in reading, but be arose and greeted her pleasantly. Well, I suppose you have come to bring me news1" he said. "Yes, I have," she replied. "I tooic vice and went into the employ of Dick l;n.;iw and bis foster-father, and as a result I have obtained possession of your child." "Very well: so far, so good. Now, then, how do you know it is my cbiTd!'' "Very well. The Drews made Mary Monk confess the truth and she stated that it was Lord Clifford's chlld she bad taken with her, on tbe night of the. fire at the farm-house." "Madame Moree, are you lying to me!" Lord Clifford, I am not." Then why do you not produce the child1" The madame smiled. "Yon ruust remember, my lord, that t!lere is a consideration to be agreed upon." Ah! of course. I am perfectly willing to pay you a fair compensation, but of course, you could not reasonably expect me to pay 3w the rewards I have offered, as they were merely baits to gain information." I presumed you were the kind of a t-0 back your own propositions. Howevfl'Z, ibat matters not to me, as it is not money I wu..-." Not money1" "No, not money. I have another prioo money, Lord Clifford, you shall know of it. As the case stands, you shall have it. I, Me.:lame Moree, tbe last surviving member of tb11 once distinguished Moree family of Paris, have come into possession of your only child, little Lady Maude Clifford, sole heiress of Clifford Cliff, England. To you this child is all in all, for were she to die, Lady Theresa would succeed to your estate in event of your death, and Dick Drew would wear your shoes. Therefore, it is, of course, important to you that your child comes to light as your heir and "Now, I am not a bad woman, but as J told you, I have to live by my wits, and never to let an opportunity to make money slip by. On coming into possession of your cbildhl drugged h_jlr with a peculiar poison, of whic I always have a supply, and took her to a place of safety until I could come and see you. This drug bas but one antidote, and I doubt if a physician in America understands it. If allowed to sleep two hours from now, she will be dead. You will therefore readily perceive that I have the destiny of your heir all in my own bands.'' "My Gotll Heaven help her!" Lord Clifford covactng bis face with bis bands. "Woman! devil! goon and name your price!" he added after a moment's pause. I will do so. My price is your band in mar riage within half an houri" "Great Heaven! are you mad!'' "Not in the least. You can do as you .Please. I will go and bring the child here, and a mmister. When I am joined to you in wedlock the child shall have the anfiidote. You can have a few minutes to consider; fn the mean time, I will bring the child!" And, with a mocking courtesy, she swept from the room, leaving the nobleman pacing the floor, with a pale face and wildly glaring eyes. -Madame went down-statrs to the hotel office. "There is a miner here who is an ordnine;J.

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80 Dick Drew, the Miner' Son. minist.er, is there not-working in a mine or somawherei" she asked of the clerk at the bar. Ye.q'm; 'spect John Doe does thet kind o' buainess, but ye can't git him off d urin' workin' hours. 'Spect we can fix ye, tho', fer yonder's a new arrival sittin' over thar who regist.ers as the Reveren d S imeon Shaver. Better go tackle him. Ma.dam e gazed at the individual indicated a moment sharply-then walked over to him. He was a. good-sized ma.,n, resp0ctablydressed, with a. long gra.v beard, and wore a. plug hat. "Excuse me," ma.dame said, "but I was told tha t you a.re an ordained minister. Is that true1" "Yes'm," was the reply, in a squeaky voice, that i;; my calling. "Then prepare yourself to marry a couple on my r eturn, a.ud you will be w e ll pa.id." The n the ma.dame left the hotel. In twenty minutes she returned, carrying an appa.r1mt l y slebping child in her arms, and mo tioned the minist:.er to foll o w her up-st,,irs, whic h he did. The y b oth entered L ord Clifford's room, and madame laid the chilrl upon the bed, and said: ''There i s your child, my' ford, and h ere"holding up a sma ll vial-" i s the antidote tha t will save her life S ee I lay it on the table within my reach I M arry me, and I will l e t you give the contents t o your cbild. Refuse and I will smash the vial into atoms." "Stop! I have made up my mind to save my child's life at all hazards!" his lordship crie d The minister too k out his hook and r ead over it marriage service, a.ft.er which he asked the usual que stions, and, later, pronounced Lord Cliff ord and Ma.d a me Moree man and wife "No w, then!" his lordJbip crier!, "give my child whatever will bring it back to life and s e n se !" Without a word the madame turned and poure d the contents of tbe vial. b etween the sleeping child's lips, and then, waiting a few see<>nds, shook the little sleeper, who r eadily awakened. "Ha! ha! a good trick to win a husband, but you have failed, woman!" a stern voice cried, that <'.a.used Clifford and the madame to wheel around. Ah! what transformation was The minister had thrown off his false wig and beard, and Apollo Bill, fierce and a c cusing, stood confronting the m, a r e olve r in either hand. "Lord Clifford!" he cried, "you have been duped and you have to thank me that vou are not in reality yonder viper's husband. She, sir, was once my wife, and yonder, on that bed, sits the child she bore me. Your child, unforfortunat.ely, perished. The author of that heinous crime was the eld e r of the two so-called Drews, of this place, from whom yon woman stol e my child. If you doubt my word, you have but to ask Mary Monk, who i e s at the point of death at Forbes's shanty. It was she who escaped with my c hild. That is all l have to say, sir. I take my child and go. I warn both of you llo make no attempt to hinder m11, if you do, I'll drop you in your The n h e quickly resumed his disguise, and taking little Nellie by hand, backed out of the r oom. Neither Clif.ord nor madame att:.empted to stop him; both had had sufficient k nowledge of him to ass ure them that it w ould not be best. The next day was o n e of tragic interest in the annals of McGuffin's smilmg town. Early in the forenoon the bodies of Dick Drew and Lady Theresa were found ia the Drew man sion, stark anrl stiff I After attending to her burial, L ord Clifford left McGufll.n's, en route for. his native country, a sadder but wiser man in the ways of the wo rl d 'fhe same day the body of Darcy Drew was found just outside of town suspende d to tbe limb of a tree, and upo n his breast was pinned a paper, upon whic h was writte n the following: "Be war e Behold the fate o f a. hum a n wretch, r whose d ee ds brought upon bim t h i s r e tribution His t,lt'St crime may b ee n small but the o ld e r he gre w the irreater wre tch h e b eca m e until it was nec e ssary t o e l e vate him to tbe limb o f a t r ee wh ere h e will hav e pure air and prote ction from wolv e s Thus end s Ben B og h art. APOLLO .:BILL." After that, little was h eard of the bold roadagent around M c Guffin s. 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