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issue d W e ekly By Subscription $2.Jo j>er year. Entered as Second G1ass Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. No. 34. Price, Five Cents. ""WHAT'S ALL THIS ABOUTP ROARED THE VOIOE OF JESSE JAMES, A.SHE DA.SHED AROUND A. TURN IN THE ROAD __ ___ AND UP HIS HORSE.-(CHA.PTER CLXXII. )


' ) --i A"C5 '' A WEeKLT WITH DETECTIOn Of CRIME Issued Weekly. By Subscriptum $a 5 0 per year . h.1clered a s Seco"d Class Matter at tlte N Y. f'o3/ Oj/iee, by STREET & SMITH, a.J8 William St., N. Y. Entered accordingto Act of Cong-ress m the year ups, the Office of t he Librarian o/ C4ngress, Wasltinrton D. C. No. 34. NEW YORK December 28, 1901. Price Five Cents. Jesse James' Exploits. By W. B. LAWSON CHAPTE R CLXXII. A L M O S T A H A N G I N G "Stri n g 'em up, pards The whelps desarve it! They' d 'ev s tole the horses ef we hecln't nabbed 'em!" be as tight," he chuckled. "Now, then, B ink, bring on the fust vict im an' see ef it fi.ts I reckon the one in ther lather britches '11 be the one t' jerk up fust !., Bink Barrows, the outl aw addressed, lowered a businessl ike-lo9king weapon that he had been hold"Yer wastin' time, Buck Bolton! Yank ther ing against a human breast, and, taking one of the thie\ es u p an' be done with it!" s u spected hors e thi eves by the shoulder he pushed "Fetch another rope an' string ther three on 'em u p tergether-ther lirnb 'll stand it, Jim!" "Th e narve of the rascal s tryin' to rob t he James gang! Ifs the richest joke I've heerd s ince w e struc k N eYaclaT' The last speaker a n o utlaw by the name of Coy ote Jim. "'Try thet thar noos e Buck Bolton,'' he s aid ''an' s ee ef 'tain't tied ter su it yer He steppe d b ac k as h e spoke and sw ung a rope which d a ngled from the limb of a tree so that his compani on co uld caL:h it. Buc k Bolton one of the blacke scoundrels in the notoriou s James gang, examined the knot in the end of the rope critically. "Ther noose is all r i g h t Jake. Hope yo:11_.11 will I him forward. ln l ess than a second, Coyote Jim slipped the noose over hi s head, and the first of the three vic tims stood ready for h is p unishment. "Ha! fit s like a collar! Keep it taut, Buck, while 1 fetch ther tother remarked the fell ow, jovi ally; t h en he t urned to the secant: suspect, whose h a nd s had bee n tied together. "Cu t him l oose, Jim! Reckon th' fell e r ain t a co ward ef h e i s a thief! said Buck, with a trace of ju s ti ce cropping o ut. The second man was pushed under the second rope a nd the noose fitted around his neck, then Coy ote Jim cut t h e heavy twine that had bound his wrists to gether. Then J im turned to the bearded v ictim. ''II e s ther oniy one o f the1: t rio thet's let out 'ei r


2 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. peep senc e we corralled 'em, he said. "How is it, :whiskers ? Got anythin' 't' say fer yerself 'fore ye go up yonder!". The others chuckled, but there was nothing said, and the half-dozen hillside ruffians bent their gaze upon_ the old fellow addressed. There was something about him that had excited their interest from the first. They were accustomed to meeting queer charac ters on their jaunts through the mountains, but this fellow was a type unknown to any sec tion He looked like a centeparian with the agility of a schoolboy. His beard wa s snow \\hite but hi s eyes were as bright as a ferret's. Vvho he was he had refu sed to say, and the outlaw gang were determined to make him talk. They had ways of t h eir own of wringin g confe s sions from those who chanced to fall into their hands, particularly if they were unfortunate enough to arouse suspic i ons. As they glared at the present suspect, they looked like so many vicious wo l ves. He had risen and was standing almost erect with his knees trembling and his hands clasped convul sively The two men with nooses around their necks held their breath as they watched him. \!\That he said wou l d perhaps influence their fate ::t little He vvas their only hope at th i s critical moment, and the old fellow knew it as well as themselves. It was this that made him s low in an swering Coy ote Jim's brutal question. "I reckon I hev got somethin' ter say strangers. he began, in a shaky vo i ce. "Y er\e b ee n s o s wift I a in t got my wits f get her! If ye'll jist wait a while--" The remark was av how yer did it remarked Buck Bolton, sourly. "Th' cap' n wa s cu ss in yer up hill and Llown only last week. ai:' now yer in ther g an g ag'in an' Jess i s as sweet as honey! Yer er snake in t h e r g r ass, Bob Fields, but 'tain't fer me t' i;o ag'in yer, less yer give ther or der t' free these hyar rascals, when l l ow right hyar I'll see yer in blaze s fust Be ye1w ith m e pards, or be ye r gain' ter let Bob scare yer out yer le ve l senses "Bob kin gq t' blaze s I re c kon I'm as quick at diate! y :>ix heads \\'ere s h a ken decidedly. t h trigger as he is," remarke d Coyote J im, putting "\Ve ketchecl ycr in th e r t o r:a!, stranger! Thet his finger on the hammer of h is weapon. "I low


THE JES SE JAMES STORIESei 3 Bob's gain too far! He's gittin' a swelled head se nce th e c a p n took him back into th' gang! R ec k o n h e ne e d s a les s on pards. "String the r up Hist! No use crowdin' t h e r m ourne r s!" s ugge sted Bink Barrows. I r ec k o n n o w thet thar's easier said than do n e--" began B o b Fields with ugly look in hi s eyes "Curse you! ye r too high-handed! A bullet will Jarn you your pl a ce. I reckon! Drop thet thar pop, Bob F i elds, o r b y th e r howlin' h yenas I'll let daylight throu g h you! Coyote Jim h a d drawn his weapon and cocked it as he spoke, a nd, as the muz z le spit fire, a bullet fr o m B ob Fiel ds' weap o n answered it. Both men drop p e d to the ground with a lump of l ead in t h ei r legs, a nd, a t that second, a magnificent t horou g hbred b ea rin g Jes se J a m es, the famou s outlaw, o n i ts bac k thunde r e d around a turn in the road a n d d re w up b efor e them. "Hello vVhat's the tro uble here?" roared the outl aw, as h e g la nc e d fr o m one to the other. B u c k B o lt o n straightened him s elf up and answered t h e q u estion: \Ve ketchecl thes e thre e fello"ws in ther corral la s t night, Jess a n ', b e i n you hecln t come, we reckoned we'd amuse o u rse l v e s a littl e We'd 'cv harl 'em strun g u p ef Bo b h e dn' t int erfered! I reckon Jirn clicl right ter p u t a b u llet inter him!" "And I say h e w as a .fool!" thundered the bandit king, angrily. I'v e b ee n looking at their horses, and t h ey' r e all so u nd an imal s while ours ain't worth their feed, and all of you know it! Bob was right to stop y ou until I c a m e I reckon, tho', Jim's got his pay! Now, t h e n, drop those ropes, boys! I w ant a loo k a t your prisoners!" He s lid from t h e s addle as he spoke and moved toward t h e t wo m e n with noos es around their necks. Buc k Bol to n b ent o ver Coyote Jim, and put h i s pocket flas k t o hi s lips, while a fellow by the name o f "Dea d -Shot Bill" performed the same office for B o b Fields. :A ..... Thi s left only tvvo men unemployed, and their eyes \Vere upon their leader, who was treating his prisoners in an extraordinary manner. Grasping one of them by the shoulder, he jerked off a false beard and mustache, revealing the face of a young man behind the gray hirsute ap p endages. A growl of surpris e broke from the outlaw's lips, and, at that stage of the proceedings, another strange thing happened. The old felloVv, who looked to be seventy, if a day. suddenly leaped into the saddle that Jesse James had just vacated, and putting spurs to the horse, made a clash for liberty. At the same moment the strong arm of the victim flew up and landed a stinging blow under the ban dit king's ear. Crack! Crack! Two re\'Olve rs s poke, but the bullets flew wide of their mark, and the daring rider glanced back over his shoulder and laughed tauntingly. ''It will be my turn next, Jesse James! I've got your horse! ]\"ext time it will be you! As you treat my comrade so will you be treated!'' Jesse Jam es was picking himself up and his men had grabbe d the two men and were holding them. Crack! went another weapon, but Fl':etwind the famous th oroughbred, was out of sight, and J es.;e James stood shaking his fist after the vanished rider. "A thousand curses upon his head! I know him now!" roared the bandit chief, furiously. "Bind them hand and foot boys and let me have them l They're my worst et'lemie s curse them! They' re Pinkerton detectives!" CHAPTER CLXXIII. A FIGHT FOR FRESH HORSES. '.'\Vhat'll you do with them, Jess?" The question was asked by Frank James, the bandit's brother, who appeared on the scene ten minutes later.


l!. T HE JES S E JAMES STORIES. The outlaw glanced around. and his brow clark-1 ened lik e a thundercloud. T hey were hiding in a hollow between the hills . \ fift y miles or more from any human habitation, and there was nothing in sight but a couple of rough lo;S cabins, a 1.ow of tumble-down stables and the zigzag fence of a corral which held a half-a-dozen horses. \Ve've got t' be gittin' on, J es s," broke. in Buck Bolton, as the outlaw hesitated. "We're due at Snake City this time ter-morrer, by right. Bob. hyar, lows thet thar job won't keep a minute later." "That's right, Jess," spoke up Fields, who was bending over the '>vo uncl in hi s le g, trying to find the bullet with his jackknife. ''Then I'll finish with these whelps, and we'll grJ on sai

THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. of \ Vashoe County once, but I 'low I'm a shamed ter own it! Reckon ye'll think ,more on me, J ess when I tell yer I'm back in ther ranks I'm on my way ter j oin., Bill Price an' his gang som'ers nigh Luba City!" Jesse James gave him a keen look, and then rer ead his letter, after which he put it in his pocket, and turned to his brother. "Mother is s ick he s aid briefly; "we'll have to Buck Bolton saw this and endeavored to bring h im back to h i s surroundings. "I 'low yer air swallerin' these hyar yarns too ea sy, Jess," he said, grimly. ' \ i\Thar'd he fall in with th er o l d codger ? Ask h im th et, cap' in!" Jesse James s aw the "isdom of the remark, and was his cruel self again instantly. "\!\There 'cl you overhaul the sleuth, young man?" he asked, brusquely. "You know the old saying make tracks for Sacramento. about keeping bad company!'' Frank Jam es shook his head. There seemed no The two s u s pects look e d at e a ch other, and then way of making the j ourney. The only good horses on hand were the th r ee owned by the newco111e1; s, and they would hardly last out such a wearisome journey. "Reckon yer takin' too much stock in ther feller, Jess," muttered Coyote Jim, sullenly. "vVhat doe'> an honest man want of er set of fals e whiskers?" "That's my business, you fool!" spoke up the yo un g man, promptly. "Just keep quiet will you, whi le I talk w ith your master!" The m e n g lanced at each other, but Jesse James flushed with pride. He was alway s gratified when any one friend or enemy, acknowledged his s upe riority. "It' s got to be clone. Frank,'' he went on with de "we'll overhaul a stage further clown the gorge, I reckon! lf not, there's pasture lands to the west, where \Ye may fi.nd horses!'' "She said yo u was to come at once, Jess," said the young man. earnestly "It seems the people in Sac ramento have found out v,ho s he is, and they1re making it hot for Jes se Jam es' wife and mother!" The outlaw growled an oath. and hi s brow grew darker than enr. In spi t e of hi s vicions he loved these two women, and would have murdered in cold b lood any one who offended t h em. "I'll go if I h ave to hoof it! Curs e the people of Sacramento!" he swo re. "Get a move on, men! The deal a t Snake City can wait!'' The famou o utlaw had forgotten eYerything now except that hi s mother needed him both burst out laughing "He may be a s lenth. and he may not, Jess, began the young man; 'a n yh()\1, the joke i s on me. so I'd better tell the sto ry! The ex-sheriff here and I were plodding over the hill s last night. when we saw the fel low. and held him up! You see the robbers that looted the stage h ad cleaned me out, and Sam h e re h a d nothing in his pockets but buttons. \Ve yelled at him to halt but the fellow laughed at us Cns se d if he had a thin g about him that was worth stealing! \Vh e n we found that out we let him come along with u s and now darned if he ain t outdone us both by stealing the !'' The crestfallen air that accompanied the words was so \\ ell assumed that Jesse James drew a breath of relief. He was beginning to bel ieve that the f e l low was not lying but that did not mean for a minute that he meant to relax hi s vigi l ance. "Reckon we'll take 'cm along a n d see what they do! 'Twon't be safe to let em go now, and I do n t want to kill 'em!" he said, in a low tone to Frank. The outlaw's brother nodded his head in acquies cence. Frank James was not for killing any one if they could be robbed without it ''I-fark, Jess Thar' s some one comin' !" wa rned Dead Shot Bill as he crouched and put his ear lo the ground. "Reckon it' s a drove cuttin' ercross the hills." Jess e Jam e s waited to hear no more, but was up on the corral fence \Vith a pocket field glass to his eyes.


6 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. "There's a here! coming," he callee! down "Reckon they re from that ranch we passed night before last. There ain t a horse among. them ex-. / cept what the punchers are riding." "They'll do, Jess!" said Frank James, grimly. Pulling a watch from his pocket, the outlaw timed the arrival of the herd, which could not reach them for some time owing to the rough country. Then he de s cended from his position, and demanded some si1pper "Let the two chaps loose! They are my guests for the present!" he ordered, promptly. The men put up their weapons, and Howard Lent stretched his limbs yawned with great satisfac tion. He had been in the saddle for two days, and now that h'e was in no immediate danger of being hung, he was pretty nearly happy. \i\Thile the men \Yere cooking the supper in one of the cabins, Lent dropped on the ground beside Jesse James and began talking pleasantly. He had giv en hi s name correctly, but he knew that Jess e suspicious of his errand in that vi cinity. The letter from Mrs. James was genuine, all right, but Lent had not told how be came in pos session of it and for some reason or other Jesse Jame. s did not press the question. The truth wa s Lent had picked up the letter m the stage the night he was robbed. It h ad been dropped by the man who shot the driver and battered open the express box on that livel y occasion Being a Pinkerton man on the trail of the famous outlaw, Lent put the letter to good use It had lengthened his life already and he looked for it to do still more. He mea1it by its help to capture the robbe r. Sa!ll Green, the ex-sheriff of \Va s hoe, ambled over to the corral and stood looking through the fence with the eagle eye of Frank James watching his every movement. An hour later, the herd of cattle was near enough for them to get ready for business. The creatures came o ver the hills like an army, kicking up the dirt and lowin g mus ic ally. The droYe was headed for a le vel plain abou t a n eighth of a mile away ; but to get there the o utl aws were obliged to pas s over a bit of rough country. Mounting the best horse, Jess e James took the lead th' e men followin g on the other be asts, with lariats hanging on the horns of t heir saddles. Lent and the ex-sheriff were sa nd w iched 111 between the outlaw brothers, and, in spite of the bandit king's ho s pitality n either was allowed a weapon. Jesse Jam es had read his wife s letter over again, seemed quite inclined to credit Lent's story, but it was noticed that he refra ined from asking man y questions This peculiar fact alone made Lent uneasy. He could not forc e hi s story on the outlaw without appearing overanxious. As for the ex-s h eriff, the outlaws all too k him at hi s wo r d and, as he was really what he claimed hi s pos ition wa s fai rl y sa fe. It remained to be s een how he wou.ld treat J esse James' courtesy. Leaving a fringe of trees w hich had protected thus far J esse James led hi s men across the clearing to a mass o f boulders, whic h wo ul d afford them excellent s h e lter. In doing thi s, be timed hi m self so that hi s party would not be seen and b y peerin g between the jagged rocks, h e could watch the oncoming cattle. They swept by in droves, ploughing up the bu s he s as they went, and rai sing such a dust that for a time the punchers were in v i s ible. Then the sharp-eyed bandit ca u g h t a glimpse o f the party, who seemed to be on the alert for some thin g in the s hap e of clanger. ''There's a girl among them!'' muttered J esse un der hi s breath. ''Look, Frankl She's as pretty as a picture! Eloping, I r eckon l The big fellow o n the sorrel is keeping his eye on her!" "Warn the men to b e c a reful Jess! The g irl mustn' t be hurt," wa s the quick a nswer. "I kin see seven, not countin' the girl! Reckon


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 7'Cl orter be more' n thet thar, Jess!" whisperea Buck Bolton . "VI e need seven of the hors es! That leaves one for the girl," said Jesse James, without turning. "We're in for a liv e ly scrimmage! Rope the ammals Lent, as we unseat their riders!" The herd swept by, with the dust clouds growing thicker and thicker; then the fir s t rider galloped ahead, yelling a,t a refractory steer, and the balance of the cowboys were abreast of them. "Snakes! They've got good horses! Pity I hadn't dr;pped the leader!" growled Jesse Jam es, under h i s breath. "Look out for the girl! Lasso her horse if yo u can but don' t harm a hair of her, head!" he added, s ternl y. The next second the outlaw's pistol gleamed through a cut between the rocks, and one of the cow-punchers fell with a bullet in his shoulder. "Halt!" roared J esse J a m es in a voice of thun der. "Throw up your hands if you would save your live s There was ju t a second of s ilence as the punch e r s d r ew in their horses; then the young girl's voice rang out like a trumpet: "It's Jess e J a me s I'in sure of it, boys! Shoot him down like a clog!" CHAPTER _CLXXlV. A HOT FIGHT. The young g irl rose in her saddle as s he s poke, and pointed a bu s inesslike-looking pistol at the mass of boulders vVith a wo r d of wa rnin g, the punchers hemmed h e r in one big fellow leaning over and pressing her down gently in the saddle Cur s e them! T he y mean to fight!" growled Jesse James, as he saw t he maneuver. "The ra s cals are armed to the teeth! Vve must show 'em no mercy!" "I '!Ow there's more o n 'cm than we se e c a p'n began Buck Bolton. Jesse James made no reply, but glared s t eadily at the cowboys. "They ain t loci'ltedus yet! Wait!" warned Frank James, as he moved ,horse farther into s helter. "Surrender your horses!" roared Jess e James, throwing his voice so that it would be hard for them to place it exactly. "vVe'll surrender nuthin' If yer want the hors es come an' take 'em !" was the answer. "You don' t know me! I usually get what I start for!" roared the outlaw, as he made a sudden from behind the rocks "Whoop! At 'em, boys! the outlaw yelled pointing two pistols at the group and discharging both together. The cattle stampeded in all directions but there wa s a prompt reply from the bunch of cowboys, the first rider coming back at a gallop to take a hand in the scrimmage. Crack! Crack! Crack! Shots were exchanged so rapidly that there was no time to think. "Lasso em as we drop their riders!" ordered the outl aw, as he faced Hov vard Lent for a second. Le_nt and Green e xchanged glances and then both dashed forward and swung a lariat in the air over the he a ds of two riderle ss horses. At that second another horse clas hed from be hind a clump of trees, and a succe ss ion of rapid shots took the outlaws by surprise. "It's Fleetwood, Jeos There's that sleuth on. her back! No wonder they !mew us!" called Frank James, sharply. Lent was hav ing a struggle with the horse that he had lassoed, but he could see that Jesse James had turned into a demon. The air was fuJI of smoke and dust, and the horses were cavorting like mad creatures. The antics of the horses were all that saved their riders.


8 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. They were in the same place longer than a fraction of a second, so it was impossible to shoot with any great degree of accuracy. Lent jerked his catch to the ground by a tremendous effort, but before Le was alongside Jesse James h a d s lid from his own horse and was in the thousand dollars reward for the man who kill s him! lVIy weapons are empty! Don' t let him escap e you!" A rush followed but1 Jesse James had emptied hi s weapons also and there was no time to reload. H e drove the spurs into his hor e and made a dash for sadd le of Lent's horse. This act saved the outlav/::> cover, but swung around in the saddle so that he life, for his own hors e dropped the next second, and a bullet sped over its back. killing the horse behind it. The skirmish was a -\vild. one, but it only lasted a minute, for as Fleetwood dashed throug h the smoke, with the handsome young stranger on her back, the cowboys crowded. 011 her heels in a charge as reckless as it was valiant Crack! Crack! Bullets sung 111 the a ir like hail. and three of the outlaws had fallen. Jesse James was beginning to see that the odds vvere in favor of the cowboys. "At 'em, men!" he shouted. "One more charge at the rascals! I'll give ten thousand dollars to the man w ho will kill the whelp on Fleetwood's back! My curses on the man who injures the thorough bred!" "Ha! ha! Jesse Jam es! So you know me, do you? Take that, you scoundrel!" was the answer, as the handsome young rider dropped the trigger of his weapon. Jess e James slid from the saddle, but was back in a s econd. He had allowed the bullet t o cut the air where he had been sitting. 'Curse the whelp! That was onc'e 11.e fooied me!" he muttered. "The fellow is improving in his di sguises!" Frank James had placed himself between hi s brother and the cowboys. and was blazing away, when a crack over the head from an empty weapon sen t him reeling from the saddle. "Shoot him boys! Don't let Jess e James e s cape!" cried the young fellow again. "There's ten could face his enemies while retreati n g. Frank James had been picked up by Buck Bolton, \\'ho was a l s o retreating, and the shots were dying out in another minute. ''Bolt for it, cap'n I've got a bullet for the man that follow s!" ye lled Dead Shot Bill who was be hind a clump of bushes J ess e James ne eded n o urging. for he saw that the battle \\-as again s t him, and, as h e made a wild clash for the rocks Dead S hot settled the d aring cowboy \\'ho was tryi1;g to get a bead on J esse before he reached cover. "Halt! Hold on. boys! The victory t s ours!" called Fleetwood's rider. "Take time to reload or you'll b e caught napping! Jess i s after .his horse' He'll be back in a minute t" The co>Yboys dre\\ back, and Lent .and Sam Green joined them. Then \.Vill Sta r the Pinkerton detective. loaded a couple of revolve r s a n d passed them t o hi s friends without a word being excha nged bet\\'een them. "\Ve've witiged three of the cnsse ," began one o f the cowboys. ''I reckon we kin fini s h ther rest as qitick as they show their noses." He glanced down at the three o unclecl outla\vs as he spoke. and saw one of hi s own companions lying dead be side them. "They'll suffer for that, curse them! R eckon they can't le a Ye the rocks without our seei n 'em yonder!" he growled between hi s teeth. "Com e out, you blood-thirsty snakes an' we'll settle this hyar b i z nes s !" Two of the punchers were injured ancl o n e was dead, which would have m ade the two sides even had it not been for the two detectiv e s a nd the ex-sheriff.


THE JESSE Jt\MES STORIES. 9 Will Sta r shook his fist at the rocks behind which Jesse J ames was hiding. "All he was horses until he saw me, he said, bitterly. "Now, he'll make crow's meat of us, boys! Be ready for the devil! He'll charge in a minute!" God help him if h e harms Belle. If--" The se ntence of the cow-punche r was not finished, for with a yell, the o utlaw s rallied. They were g reeted by a volley from the reinforced punchers, w hil e Fleetwood's rider was still in the lead, brandishing his weapons. "Tricked!" growled Jesse James, as he saw Howard Lent's weapon aimed straight at his head, and reali z ed that the yo un g man had join .eel forces with h i s enemi es. "Ha! ha! \A,T e fooled yer, Jess! Take that, yer sinner!" roared Sa111 Green at tha t minute, and a s ec o nd b ullet sped by the outlaw. 'Bolt for it, J e s s! \ Ve' r e outnumbered!" cried Frank James, and once more the faithful brother swung his horse bet\yeen Jess and the group of punche r s J ess e James needed n o urg in g but m a de another d as h for c o v e r wit h bullets whistling past his ears, a n d e ve n grazing his shoulders. The second attack wa s even shorter tha n the fir st, and in less than two minutes the fighting was over. Both sides had emptied their weapons, and the results spoke for themselves. There was o ne dead o n each side and four badly j.njuretl. The outlaws had onl y succeeded in stealing two horses. Through i t all the young girl kept h e r nerve, and m anaged to control her m o unt. She hacl shown a degree of spirit unusual m a woman. 'We' ve wh ipped 'em, boys,'' s aid Will Sta r who \vas having some difficulty to hold the thoroughbred 1'11. "Jess c lidn t dare ta k e a shot at me for fear of killing his pet I reckon he won't tackle u s again till he g ets reinforcements. 'Then I'll turn sawbones, and see if I can sav e any live s," said Lent, as he dropped to the grou nd and began inspecting the Belle Barton joined him instantly, and began tearing her skirt into bandages. "Reckon we may s well camp out fer a while! Ther critters kin go on by themselves; they know the way," said Bat Lynn, the girl's lover. "Ther boys must be saved if ther thing is poss ible! Turn to, boys, and build a fire back yonder by the bould ers!" ''Jess may be there, Bat! I ain't seen ther cuss sence he bolted!" was the answer. "Then ftus h hi111, constarn ye! \\That's ther matter, Bill Higgins?'' Bat took a stride toward the boulders . and in s t an tly hi s sweetheart called after him: "He'll kill yon, Bat! Oh, plea s e don't go there!" "Pshaw! \Vhat's ter hinder him pepperin' us between ther rocks? I reckon we d best chase ther c u ss out an make a n encl of him!" 'as the answer. "I'm with you, Bat! Come on!" cried Star. \ Ve'll all feel easier to have the thing over!" There was a da s h around the rocks, and the cowboys who had heen rrlinistering to the wounded rai s ed their heads to Esten. Belle Barton put down the fl.ask that she was holding to a dying man's lips, and sprang back into her saddle, with -the grim determination in her e y e to follow her lo ver. At that second a loud shout from Star sounded from behind the boulders. Jesse James was not in sight, and neither were his n1en, and, as there was a clearing all around the rocks, their disappearance took on a mysterious aspect. Lent tracked the hoofprints to the extreme edge of t he bo:ilders hut there was nothing to prove that they had proceeded any further. "They're somewhere in that pile!" he said, de cidedly. "The question i s where, and how are we to get at them?" There was no answer to his query, and every face


J' bore a puzzled express ion. Five minutes were spent in conjecture, and half-an-hour in examining the rocks, but it resulted in nothing but deeper mys tery. Jesse James, with hi s and Buck Bolton, had vani shed completely somewhere in a pile of rocks a hundred feet long, that looked as solid as the rock of Gibr;ltar. After that Star and Green patrolled the rocks, while Lynn superintended the burying of the two dead men and s eeing that the injured were made as comfortable as possible. The cowboys were attended to first, and then the outlaws, the victors showing the latter a degree of consideration that made them both feel and look sheepish. Bat Lynn was for going on after the herds as soon as the men were able, but Star was like :t terrier who had cornered a rat-he d i d not wish to leave the spot until he had flushed his quarry. "We've got three priscners and al l ther horses, an' we've chased Jess ter cover! \Vhat more do we vrnnt ?" asked Bat, a little sullenly. I reckon Bat's in a hurry ter git ter Snake City," chuckled one of the men. "I low ther weddin' cake i s spilin', ain t thet so, Bat?" Bat colored and glanced tenderly at Belle Bar ton, and the brave young girl responded promptly. I reckon tis, Bert. Ther parson's ter be thar this time ter-morrer, an' 'twon't look respectable ef ther bride is mi ss in' She s miled mischievously as s he spoke, and the men laughed uproariously; then one of the chaps that. she had ju s t revived pulled off his s louch hat and laid it on the ground in front of him. v V e'll all be there, ble ss yer eyes!" he said, gaily, as he dropped a good-sized nugget into the hat. their offerings, and, as the last t urned away, Co);ote Jim hobbled o ver to the sombrero. In an instant a coul?le of weai:wns \ Vere leveled at his head, but the outlaw o nl y dropped in the biggest nugget in the collect ion. "Oh, no! I won t h ave it! Take it o ut!" cried Mi ss Barton, promptly. "Ho\v do I know btit what he stole the nugget! I 'll take no wedding gift from an outlaw if I know it!" Her eye s fl.ashed as s h e s poke, and Bat Lynn promptly applauded. her. ;Thet thar's ther talk! Take it back, stra nger! I reckon yer mean all right., ' but I 'lovv we don' t want it' This h ya r pop'll be yer offerin ter ther Bal Lynn fami l y .Haw! Haw! It's er sooveneer o f our fu'st meetin', stranger! I'll it o ve r ther fireplace in ther best room an' look at it e very clay when yo u air ru ticatin in prison!"' A yell from Star interrupted the cowboy's elo qu ence, and in a seco n d 'every eye was turned toward the clump of b o uld ers. ''I've found 'em! Look here, boys! The rocks are hollow! cried the detective. ''Hanged if they haven' t gone in s ide and closed the hole behind 'em! Ha! ha! It's the end of Jesse James The fellow was mad to hid e in tint rat trap." CHAPTER CLXXV. A LIVELY CHASE. Leaving Bill Higg in s to watch ave the injured, Bat L ynn and the balance of hi s companions hastily remounted. As they joiriecl Star at the further encl0 of the pile of rocks, he pointed to a jagged boulder that seemed to be we dged into a natural ope ning. It was on the re a r of the pi le, where they could not see it during the scrimmage, but the outlaws had "An' thar's yer fus t weddin' present, Miss Belle. I made good time in moving the stone and replacing l ow ther re s t'll faller suit hein' as how they all think ycr about right!" "Thar's my hand on tlict thar statement," sa id another of the pu11cl1crs. as he tossed. a gold coin into the h;:.L The otl1ers lrowded arotmd, and dropped it. Lent dropped from hi s horse, and began examin-ing the jagged edges of t h e rock, and at last he made a startling di scove r y . . The encl of a \vooden b a r projected a t a: certain


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 11 poin t, and b y throwing his weight upon it the stone m o ved easily There was a gasp o f surpris e as the strange door s w un g ope n r e vea lin g the entrance to a narrow cave, b l ocked by three d ea d hors e s Sna k es a n crocodil es I've heerd of ther Ratt lesnake Cave, but I low thi s hy a r s ther fust time I e ve r located it!" .was Bat L ynn' s c omment; then h e laid a wa rnin g h a nd on th e detective's shoulder. "(]_'har ain t n o u se was tin time h y ar, pardner T het t har cave goes cle a n thro ter ther ravine y on de r It's the r old co unterfeitin' headquarters. Them thar as goes i n i t ain t ter. e ver come o u t. This b i t of informat i o n h a d its weight with the de tectives and the stone was a llowed to clo s e of it s o wn acco rd. As i t swu n g s l ow l y b ac k t o place a hoarse lau g h echo e d from so m ew h ere in the darknes s beyo nd th. e disappointed, for two hours from the start their com rades returned, bringing four good horses, two able bodied punchers and a light c art wit h them. Star opened the stone door a g ain, and, keepin g out of range, c a lled out to the outlaws There wa s no repl y, and even a bullet failed t o arous e them. "Lass o ther h o rse s an jerk em out!" ordered B a t. The thing wa s clone but there was still 1io soun d of the outlaws; then Star h i t on a plan that w a s wort hy of Jes se James him s elf. He forced Co yote Jim to enter the cave at the p oint of a pistol. The wa s gone t e n minutes, and returned al mo s t breathless He reported no trace o f the bandit king, and the men b e lieved him. Bat L ynn pla ced his sweetheart in charge of Bill Higgin s, and a parting sce1ne followed that made the dead ho r ses. detectives env y him. "It's him I t 's J ess! Curs e ther feller's 1mpu-The n the girl and the men were placed dence snapped Bat, v ic io u s l y "Ha! Ha! H a v V e ve got yo u where w e want you at l ast, J esse J a m es called out W ill Star, tauntingly. T h e r e was a flas h in the darkness, and a bullet struck the rocks a n i n c h a bove t he speaker's h e ad Then J ess e J a m es roared o u t a curs e that wa s shut off by t he rock slippi n g sof tl y into place. It had as eas i ly as t hough i t was swun g on hin g e s Five m i n u tes later the r e was 1 scatterin g of force s for even Bat Lynn h a d b eco me ins pire d with the hope of w:inning t h e government's te n tho u sand d o llar s Ever y m a n that co uld rid e was in t he sa ddle g alloping toward S n a k e C i ty, Sta r and Howard Lent being the onl y excepti ons The two detectives t oo k turns 111 guard in g the three i n jure d o u t la ws and o ne co w b oy whci remained, and also relieved ea ch other in the watch s e t upon the cave opening. They an tici p ated a long v i gi l but were agreeably in the cart, and Bill and the two cowboys started back to Snake City The others held a conference which ended in their remammg. They vowed that Jesse James s hould not make his e x it thro u g h the entrance he went in at. I reck o n thet thar fix es ther scamp," remarked B a t L ynn, a s he survey ed their work a n hour or so late r. "Thet thar stun weigh s a ton ef it does a pound, chuckled Sam Green. "Ef thet wont do, pards, w e 'll roll up another!" Y o u hate Jess a s b a d a s we do, I reckon, s aid Lent, c uriou s l y I didn t kn o \\o' I'd found an all y when I run across you pardner " I low I don' t lo ve the ras cal ," said the ex s heriff honestly. "Thar's alfired leetle in this hyar s ecti o n wuth s tealin ', any how an' what show hev I g o t I'd like ter know wlten er cu s s like Jess ha s s tole er ma" rch on me?" This candid avowal di

1 2 : THE JESSE J/\MES STORIES. standing, and, as t he party followed the supposed cours e of the cave u nde rground to the ravine, he was able to give them all some val u ab l e info rmation. "They call thet thar Rattlesnake Cave 'cause ther pest can't l i\e in it! Reckon ther air is awfu l from what I've heercl "Twan' t s o in ther counterfeiter s' days, fer then I lo w ther scamps kept thar fires er burn in' Thar was flashes now an' then above ther rocks! 'For e I knowed what twas I u sed ter reckon 'twas hell! Oueer I never reckomembered ther place till Bat hyar named it! "I'd clean forgot it, too! Reckon now thar ain"t n o spot hyarabouts t h et Jess don't know," said Bat . soberly. ''Now, ef \Ye kin find ther "tother open safety just in time to let the leaden hail tear up the earth where thei r beasts vvere standi11g. C u rse them! They can t come down! Thet's one good t hing!"' chuckled Sam Green, as he twisted ])is neck for another glimpse of the dark ob ject against the tree trunk. The sun was setting. and the light was treacher ous. so he contented h i mself with cocking hi s pistol and waiting for a better opportunity to return the outlaw's fire. Lent dropped from his horse so as to be less con spic u ous, and tethering it near by crept cauti ou s ly through the bushes. ,.\ minute later he had spied Buck Bolton, and in' wa s circ l ing around the tree trying to get a shot at "vVhoop Hold on, bo ys Thar 'tis, I reckon!" the fellow, ,, h o s hift ed hs position w i th the agility yelled Sam Green, suddenly. "Leastways, thar s ther cusses we're er locikin f er, pards. They jest crept from ther bresh an

THE JESSE Jf\MES STORI ES 13' face, an d hea r Jess e Jame s himself let o u t a roar o f coa r se la u g h te r. The next seco nd t h e o utlaw was in Fleetwood' s sadd le, and dashin g throug h the bus hes like a cy clone, with vVill Star a t hi s h e el s and bullet s singing aroun d him. O n a nd o n they went, the bandit king not turnin g h i s h ea d to s e e who wa s his pursuer, but making his m ount fly over the .ground at a pace al most i nc r ed ibl e S t a r du g hi s spurs in deeper and groun d his teeth b u t h e had emptied his weapon and cou l d not re load it, as it took all hi s skill to stay in t h e saddle at the rate t hey were going. The r ace was a hot o ne, but th e outlaw gained s l ow ly, and t en m ile s from Snake C ity Star Jost him complete l y He reined in his h o r se jus t in time to sa v e him self a fall, for t h e c r eature staggere d the next min ute and f ell dead in hi s tracks. There was nothing for the detective t o do but g o on on foot with the expectation of bei n g s h o t at fr o m ambush any min u te. At daylig h t h e was pounding on the door of t h e o nl y i n n a t S na k e C it y T h e inn was a dil a p i dated old s h a nty, but compared favorab l y w i t h the r es t of the place which was really Cl: s ettle ment o f d i s g u s t e d prospectors, who h a d n't seen gold for so l o n g that the y hardl y remembered what i t l oo k e d like. T here was lead e n o u g h in the hills for them to eke out an exi s t ence, but w h a t they made during the clay went for rum a t ni ght, so the settlement was not in a flo uris hin g co nditi on. Nic k Booz er, t h e propri etor of the inn, came to the door wit h a s hotgun in one hand and a boot in the othe r. vVh e n b e found tha t Star wa s harmless he ''Reckon Jes s has headed for Sacramento," Higgins was just saying, when there was a c latter of h oofs in the street, and N ick clumped into the room in sea rch of his pistol. Star rushed to the door, with H i g g ins and :\1iss Barton behind him. It was a cloudy morning, and a light rain was falling "Thar h e i s Stop thief!" bawled N i ck behind them. A man on horseback was galloping down the s.treet, with a tin ca s h box ui1der hi s arm, and a handful of sleepy, half-drunken men after him. "It's Jess!"muttered Star, under his brea th. "They'll never catch him! "They must! h as robbed them!" c riecl Miss Barton. Then she dashed out into the street and cried out s hrill y : ''Stop him! Stop him! Thief! Thief!" This cry arous ed the men, and a clash to hors es was made by some of then'!. Star took up her cry, and let out a shout that turned the street into a pandemomium. Jerking the empty pis tol from his belt, h e rushed after the robber. ''Whoop! Afte r him men! It's Jesse James, the outlaw Ten thousand dollars reward for him, dead or Ii ving !" Thi s news seemed to paralyze the nativ es but Jesse J ames promptly rose in the saddle and looked back over hi s shoulder. He had recognized the detective's voice and was drawing a bead on him. "Ha! Ha! Set _'em on, curse you! Come on, the w hole pack of yo u and feel my bullets! There's dropped both a nd m a de a bungl esome attempt to the first one for you, Will Star! You've had your cook some sa lt pork and potatoes for the unexpected patron. A n h our af t er hi s arri va l Hig gin s and M i ss Barton a ppe a r e d a t the inn,' and the three managed to get rid of their h os t w hil e they talked over the situ-a t i on. time, you whelp!" A bullet whizzed past Star's ear, and the outlaw vanished around a bend, with the men of Snake City making a feeble attempt to follow him. Star came back to his friends, with a gloomy look upon his face.


.. 14 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. He h a d not drea med that the outlaw would be at hi s evi l w ork s o e a rl y H e s lo o t e d the bank, I reckon," said the inn k eeper in so me con s tern'!tion. I 'low he's got a c o u p le er th o u sa nd. an t\.vo-thirds of it is my prop erty." Just th e n there \ms another commotion in the stree t and Higgins excl aimed: "Snakes and croco diles! It's Bat!' he howled, as he saw a group of newcomers. Miss Barton gave a shriek of delight, which made Stqr envy the cowboy, and then they all hurried to the street, where quite a crow d had _assembled. "I ketched er flyin' glimpse of ther rascal Bat Lynn was saying, when he spied his sweetheart. The natives stared over what followed but Lent managed to draw their attention from the lovers. "We've got one qf the gang, this fellow B1:1ck Bolton," he said, pointing to the only weaponless member of the party. "\h, f e treed Frank James, but it got too dark to hit him, besides we were afraid this fellow v.rould die before we could jail him. There's fiv e thousand reward offered by the express company, if I remember correctly!'.' "Yer right thar, strange:, said one of the sleep iest natives. "I'm ther vVells, Fargo representative in Snake City I reckon. Lock ther robber up, Jim Jelly, an'. I'll notify ther officials!" The constable of Snake City rubbed the. sleep out of his eye s and suddenly assumed great dignity, Lent following him to the jail and giving all neces sary information. The rest of the crew had been incarcerated by Higgins, and, as Lent saw them be hind the bars, he could not help a feeling of s atisfac tion. "We'll have Jes s there yet; I swear it! he muttered under his breath. The next second he caught the constable' s beady e y es fixed upon him curious ly. "I'll watch you, old fellow," he thought. as he walked away. Ble s sed if I don' t belie v e you' re m league with t h e b andit!" CHAPTER C LXXVI. TI-IE P ROOF O F TREACHERY. Jesse James had really loot e d t h e bank w h ich was only a fram e buildin g, w ith easily accessible w in d o ws. He left a d ea d watchman behin d h i m b u t that wa s all. There w a s not a s ixpence l eft i n the institution's coffers. "He'll m ake straight for Sacramento now, I reckon, chuckled Howard L ent, "for the scamp is anx ious to get to his m othe r a s soo n as possi ble "Then we d b es t be moving that way, said Star, promptly. "\V e 'll get fr es h h o r ses h ere, and stock up with prov i s i o ns. "Reckon yer' d best let ther mayor at Sacramento know who ter e x pect, s uggested t h e Wells, Fargo representative. J es s'll stea l th e r hull bloomih' tow n afore yon kin git tha r t' stop hi m "Thet thar's e asier s a i d t h a n do n e, Bob Slice r,'' s p o ke up Jim Jelly, gruffly "Who's t' take th' tenmile journey o ver th' hill s t th' telegraph I'd l ik e t' know? I reckon these h yar chaps a r e

THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 15 paper into Jim Jelly 's hand, and the two exchanged a glance that was full of f o rebodings. Lent chahged his mind and 'crossed over to where Star was stand in g, beside one of the horses Watching hi s chance, he whispered something in his friend 's ear, and a moment later S tar engaged J e lly in conversati o n over the price of a broncho that was the propert y of t he constable. Lent passed them a second later, and jarred the official's shoulder. At the sa m e minute he s lipped hi s hand into Jelly's coat pocket, and deftly extracted the paper. It \Vas a n e r vy thi n g to do, but the natives were highly excited, Jell y hi mself being so deeply in the dicker that h e was d ea d t o trifles. Lent bolted into t he inn a minute lat e r and orde r ed some _breakfa st, findin g Bat Lynn and Miss Barton sitting at o ne of the table s Openin g the paper cautiou s l y in the palm of his hand, the detective read as follow s : "Ele ven to -night. S ee that the men are mounted. The scraw l was sig ned exactl y as he surmised. It bore the dreaded n ame o f J esse James." "That settles it! There's a d ea l on for to-night, and we must to see it ,'' he muttered under his breath Then he fell to p0ndering how to outwit the outlaw. It was evide n t that Jesse J ames had so me good reason for m aking a second v i s it t o Snake City. The others came in after th a t and devoted thems elves to eati n g, w hil e the l a ndlord, of the inn bundled some canned goods int o a bag and fastened secure l y over o ne o f the sadd le s Lent watched Bill Higgins closely but could find no fault wit h the fellow. He seemed as anxious to get afte r J esse as any of the party, but there was not a trace of over-a n x iety in his deliberate movements. Bat Lynn was forced to part with his sweetheart again, but not 1:1ntil he had secured an escort to conduct her to the railroad. They had decided to defer the nuptials until they reached Sacramento City. Lent was sorry for the girl, but there wa s nothing to be said or done. Since learning of Bill's treachery, he was growing suspic10us of every one. CHAPTER CLXXVII. THE FIGHT IN THE FORES T. A n hour later the detectiv es were once more m the saddle well armed and provisioned for their long ride across the mountai n s Sam Green wa s mi ss in g when the call came .to start. It was a disappointment all around, but not one surprising. Lent had expected the e x-s heriff to tire of the chase as s.oon a s he felt sure that the \\'a y wa s clear for him to begin plundering. Bat took the lead, and Higgins attempted to biing up the rear, but by a cl eve r ruse Lent dropped behind him. "Hancred if the traitor i s going to get a bead on h . me if I know it, he muttered; then, as Star glanced' back over his shoulder, he gave him a signal. "Faster, o.lcl man! Take advantage of good roads while we h ave the m! said Star, promptly, and Bat touched up hi s horse into a lively gallop. The low : housetops vanished rapidly and Snake City was left behind. Before them stretched a short plain, clotted with trees and overgrown with chaparral, while a fringe of thicker woods in the distance s h owed the s lope of the foothills. Only a few miles ahead lay the Calif d rnia border, but the detectives knew well th

i6 THE JESSE J/\MES STORIES. just sighted the proper spot for their experiment, when a hid eo u s yell came from the bushes. The next second an old man stumbled into the road, with a n;ionstrous bloodhound clinging to his garments. Bat L yn n rai sed his pistol and fired in a second, a n d as the dog rolled over in the dirt, he called out, laughing l y : "Great sna ke s Reckon now I d as soon die a nat' ral d eath a s be s keerecl t' death, stranger! What ther devil ailed th' be ast? I 'low he must a been alfired hungry t se t hi s teet h in sec h a t ough old carcass!" They h ad al l stoppe d while he was talkin g, and as the old f ello w wiped the mud fr o m hi s clothes they could he a r his teeth chatter. "He's skeered cl'ar thro' Be ye goi n' east or w es t stranger?" a s ked Bill Higgins, co olly. "I \var travelin' we s t, stra nger. began the old fellow f eeb ly, "an I ain't see n er bite se nce th e r day afore ye sterday." Higgins tlrnppecl from the sa d d l e before the ?thers could express a n opin io n an d a minute later the old man wa s in his place. "I'll walk aways, thet i s ef the r rest i s ag'in doubl in up s aid Higgins with a quick glance at Star. The detective scow led, a nd was about to answer. \ v hen they a l l heard the sound of horse's hoofs b e hind them. By Jove! It's Sam Green! Hanged if the ras cal a in't stole a horse!" yelle d Lent, excited! y. A scowl pa ss ed over Bill Higgin s' face and Star, who was watching him intently, saw a g lance pass between the treacherous cow bo y and the old fellow he was befriendin g. In an instant the shrewd sle u t h h a d his thinking cap on, a nd as Green came up h e l et Lent do all the talkii1g. His play was to u s e eye s and e a rs in the present emerg ency. "Hello, Green! So that's your game You quit our company to steal a horse. I co n gratulate yo u sheriff. You've s to le a good on e,'' said L e nt. Green appeared to be cre s tfallen but he was mwa r dly chuckling. "Reckon now ther b as t 'll c o me in handy," he muttered, as he took a sharp look at the old fel low "Yer kin hev ther loan of him Higgins, bein' as how we re pardners in thi s h ya r deal! I low ye thought I'd give up the r chase arter thet sc<;>undrel." "We reck o n ed ye r heel, pardne r ," said Higgins, grimly, as he accepted the mount. "Who be ye arter, pardner s, if ye'll 'low 'ther ques tion?" a s ked the o ld man, suddenly. "I reckon I'm kee p in' ye ba c k." The words we re spo ken so cl0Jefully that Star pricked up his ears a little It did not see m poss ible they could be put on, and there was nothing about the old chap that lo o ked a r tifi c ial. ''If that face i s d isguised it's well done," he thoug h t, as h e scanned the wrinkled visage. 'Hovv ever, I'v e worn a few disguises m yself, so there'll be no harm in keepin g an eye on the old duffer!" The party m oved on agai n wit h the two detect h es doi n g so m e deep thinki n g. The presence of Green and th e old m an had complicated matters. and i t was n ecessa r y to h o l d a conference before anything c o uld be attempted. Star reined in his horse, a nd m ade a m o ti o n to rid e clo se to Lent, but he was prevented b y the old man putting his horse between them. T h en Lent braced up a little, and move d nearer to Green, but Bill Higgins "crossed hi s bow" ju s t in t ime to make him pull up and let Green's a nimal get a full length ahead of him. Lent bit hi s lips, a nd he and Star exchanged g l ances, wh ile Higgins, who was watching t h em, scowled deeper than eve r "Thingsbegin to look seriou s," thought Star; ''something must be clone to change the atmosphere a little. Hanged if I ri de a mi l e further without solv in g tha t riddle! His eye s wandered to the old man at that instant, and t h en he started a little


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 17. The old chap had suddenly straightened up, and put his hand behind him. "Hold on there, stranger!" called the detective, promptly. "If there's anything in your hip pocket just keep it there, will you! This is not the time to be flashing firearms! It makes people feel a l ittle s u sp ici ous "I l ow ye r ri ght, pardner said the old fellow, w ith d r awing his hand. I was jest a seein' ef ther pop was there. Thar ain't nuthin' in it as yer might er guessed by my not sh ootin' th' dog. I l ow ye ve got er few forty-two's erbout ye ain t ye? Ef ye'd obleege me with half er dozen I'd--" "You 'd plug me with holes I reckon!" broke in Star, getting despe rate. "Well, I'm not so obliging as all that, m y friend. Take a look at hip pocket Bill! I want'to see what's in it! H iggins turned like a flash, and fairly glared :i.t the detective, but as Bat h a d a seven-shooter lev eled at his h ead, he did not see m in a hurry to an swer. "Snakes! T hi s h ya r's rideckulous, !" began the old man. Lent snapped the trigger of a derringer, and the fellow stopped suddenly "Go through hi s pockets, ye knave, or I'll let day light thro' ye roared the exs heriff at that second, and the detectives drew a breath of relief to know that Green was w ith them in the adventure. I 'low ye'd better do it! Reckon they won't take .ther pop away from me," sa id the old man to Hig gins "I'd ruther hev stayed with ther dog! This hyars er gang er cutthroats-no mistake erbout it!" "I reckon thet's what, too," muttered Higgins, w h o was at h i s wits' end. Then he leaned from hi s saddle a nd lift ed the old man's coat tails, disclosing to t h e detect i ves' astonished eyes a solitary pistol, without so much as one chamber loaded. This sight was so une x pect ed th a t Star and Lent again exchanged glances, and Lent even began to blame himself for being so suspicious. Star was a more seasoned detective, with littl e or no sens iti veness on such subjects, so his only feeling was one of relief. '"Now. >vhile you are about it, you can hand me your own w eapons, Bill Higgins! he said, sternly, as he took the empty pistol. "You're a traitor, and a cur, and we've h a d e notigh of your company! Throw up your h a nds. and don't let out so much as a whimper! Keep a bead on him, Green, while I go through his pockets!" Higgins was taken by surprise, and for a second he wa s spe e chle ss : then. as Star relieved him of two good pistol s he made the a ir blue with curses. "I fancy we"d better end his career right here; it's as good a place as any," remarked Lent, glancing around vvith a quick look. "You two watch the others while I attend to the fellow." Star kept his weapon on the cowboy until Lent dismounted from his horse. and, Higgins by the collar, jerked him over to a s apling. Green was covering the old man, who sat like a statue in the sa ddle. without s howing the faintest interest in what was happening. "Now, you wretch, have you anything to say?" asked Lent, as he finished tying Higgins tci the trunk of the sapling. "What's the charge ag'in me?" asked Higgins,. sullenly "You are accused of complicity with Jim Jelly and Jesse James," replied Lent, coolly. "There's a deal on to let out our jail birds to-night. You and Jelly were to help J ess to another haul in Snake City." vVho says so?" The old man asked the question like a parrot, as he straightened himself in the saddle. Star gave the trigger of his weapon a warning click but the old chap was too indifferent to even g lance over his shoulder. "I saw him give Jelly this paper," went on_ Lent,, drawing a scrap from his pocket. "I got it from Jelly afterward. Do you want more proof, stranger?" "How did you get it from Jelly?" asked the old man again, this time with a ring in his voice. The detective laughed, but did not answer. I


, 18 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. "Enough of thi s dered Star, uneasily. Drop the traitor, Lent," or "\!Vhen we arc clone with him we'll answer the old fool's questions." The detective turned his eyes toward his friend as he spoke, and Bat and Green forgot their charge also and his example. It was a fatal act, as they found to their sorrow. There was a motion of the bent body, and the old man faced his captors; then two pistols spit their contents through the holes in His ragged garments. Crack! Crack! Crack! Sam Green was the fir s t v ictim and dropped with a yell, while Star' s weapon was knpcked from his hand jus t as his horse fell under him. Lent acted promptly, but his fir s t bullet went wide of the mark, and t he next instant a le aden mi ssile whizzed past his ear and buried itself in the breast of his vic tim. Then there was a roar of lau ghter, and the clatter of hoofs, and the old fellow rose and stood erect in the saddle. Crack! Crack! Lent fel t a pain in hi s arm. and fell to t he grouml, with his ears still filled with saianic laughter. "Tricked again, by thunder! And by J e!lse James himself! he groaned. Bat .Lynn said nothing, but ground h is teeth from pam. Ten minutes later he was hurrying back to City in search of a doctor, as his wound demanded immediate attention. CHAPTER CLXXVHI. JIM JELLY. As Jesse James urged his hors e forward. he shook with brutal laughter. This little -scene was the sort that he gloried in .It increased 'the awe which hi s enemies felt for him, and added fresh glory. to his list oj evjl doings. The wretch thought he had riddecl himself of three enemies at a bunch, but this was not so. In reality, h e had on l y s u cceeded in friend Bill Higgins. The detectives Green were only slightl y woun ded. killing his and Sam He had taken the p r ecaution to look over his shoulder unti l his victims were out of sight, but the fact that none of them so much as moved was given too much s i g nifi ca n ce He did not understand the spirit of grim determination possessed by the detec tives, and their comrades. After an hour of hard riding the outlaw arrived at the ve r y heart of the dense grove, and, dismounting fr o m his horse, .. he hid the faithful creature in the b u s h es Then he dropped under a tree and put his bac k against the trunk. : .\ moment later he wa s chuckling .with laughter. Ha! Ha! There's more'n one way to pull a trigger! Reckon, now, those whelps didn' t so much as guess I had 'em!" h e muttered, as he drew two mag11ificent weapons from hi s garments. From the t rigger of each hung a long twine string \ Y h ich s h owect how the clever outlaw had di sc harged the weapons. It also explained why hi s aim wa s not as accurate as usual. A n hour and there was a sound in the bushes, which caused the outlaw to cla p his hand on o n e of his pistols It's me, Jess! Glad I've found ye so easy!" said Ji m Jelly' s voice. and the constable from Snake City came through t h e trees, leading his horse by the. bridle. "'Ha! Ha! Right o n time!" chuckled Jess e James, with seeming good nature, while he fixed his cruel eyes on the face of the rascal. "They've gone. ther hull bunch on 'em, Jess They're provisioned fer ther tramp, t' Sacramento," went on the fellow. ".I reckon I've cleared ther way fer yer in fine shape, pard." "Which way' cl you come, Jim?" asked. Jesse James. I JI.


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 19 The constable pointed in a direction that was se l kill t h e whelps! They tricked yo u the whole lot dom traversed. He had not come over the reg ular route, so had not run ac r oss the detectives. "Slicer'll be drunk by leYen. s ure J went o n Jim Jelly, "an thar's five thousan d in ther e xpress box waitin fer ther Snake Trail stage. T h e r bo x is hid wha r th' devi l can't find it but I reckon th e t thar kin be got over. Dan \Vilcox kin find it. once he g it s his nose outer th er j ail. O\Y, l 'lo\Y yo1dl give me ther five hundred, wo nt ye, pardner?" There v y as a n eager g leam in the fellow s eyes, which the o utl aw no ted, but, belie ving that Jelly had deceived him by giving up the paper, this show of greed only made the outlaw angrier. Springing to hi s feet like a cat, h e as t ounded t he jailor by pulling a bead on hi s h eart. "You're a lia r and a t r aitor, Jim Jell y!'' he ro a r e d Confess, you cur! You 've betrayed Frank and m e to those whelps the cl"etectives "Hold on, Jess! Not so fast!" called a voice at that minute and Frank James, mounted on a for lorn bea s t came crashing throug h the bushes. "'Fore Goel Almig hty, Jess I ai n t done n o such thiflg began Jelly, a nxiousl y 'Higgins give me ther paper, and I've got it h ya r He thrust hi s h and int o hi s pocket a s he spoke, and a blank look c a me over hi s face. Then he turned first one pocket inside out and then the other. "Ha! ha! h a R eckon, now, I was right, Jim," chuck l e d t h e outlaw, grimly. I saw the paper an hour ago in the hands of one of t h em s leu thhouncls, and how was he to get it, I'd like to . know, if yo u didn't g ive it to him!" J e lly shook his head, and began an emphatic de nia-1, but o n e l oo k at the o utlaw s set face showed him that h e had little to hope for. Frank James slid from his saddle and walked up to his brother. "Hold on, Jess! \ Ve can't afford to lo se any of our men just now he said. "The people of Snake City are scouring the hills for you! You d idn't of them!" A furious curse broke from the outlaws lips. and he m a d e a mo,ement toward his horse instantly. 'There s no u se chasing 'n1. Jes s! They' re back at the i1111.' \\en t on Frank. co o lly. "Higgins is

20 THE JESSE JAMES STOR IES. J e ss e Jam es un t ied hi s ho r s e and p a u se d with one hand on the bridle. "They're c o min g J ess They've got B o b Slicer 's clogs, a quick whi s per. A d ozen strong! too!" sa id Frank, in At the very same i n s t ant J ess e James c aught a glimps e of a bloodhound on a di stant hill CHAPTER CLXXIX. P U RSUED BY B L OODHOUND S "Quick! On to the ri ver!" he ordered, \ vi th a c u r se "It's only a short clas h o ver the knoll yonder! Once i n the wate r we c a n def y the dog s and as fo r the human curs-they m u s t t ake their chances. He sprang into the sa ddle as he spoke, and then m a de an imperious gesture. "Lead the wa y, Jim Jelly! I want you in front of me!" he ordered. K ee p in the s h e lt e r o f t h e trees as far as p oss ible! \tV h e n yo u gain the clear i ng, ride l ike the d e v il! T h e wh e l ps a r e bound t o see u s before we g ain the brow of the hill yonder. but with the s t art w e' ve got it will be easy to out run them A mad d as h foll owed, Jim J elly le a din g the w a y g luml y, a nd a s the three robber s reac h e d the clear ing, Frank J a m es l o o k ed b ac k o ver hi s s h o u l d er. A lready the first of the ferocious p a ck c o uld b e seen among the tre e s The whole e ig h t w o uld b e upon their he e l s i n a n other minute. A hide o u s howl from the red-ey e d creature wa s echoe d b y the s h o uts of the poss e in the r ear, a nd Frank J a mes d u g hi s spurs into hi s alrea d y badl y-w i n d e d a nim al. "Fast e r J ess The brutes a r e upon u s h e s h o u t ed. A nother d a s h followed and the hors e s gained a little r e a c hin g the brow of the h ill w it h t he b loo r l hounds fift y f e e t be h i nd them. Jess e James g l a n ced back on c e and ca u ght :i g limp s e of the hun g r y creatures; the ne x t minute h('. s a i d a word t o F l eetwind and sprinte d a head like ;i. flas h of lightning. This put him in a d v a n c e o f Jell y but the outla w fe l t fairl y eas y He kn e w that hi s faithful stood him and clanger If Jell y were to rais e hi s we apon h e would promptly b e b lown to eternity. On t hey went like the wind with t h e mad brutes h ow lin g a t t h e ir h eels and t h e posse of excited men g r a du ally gain in g upo n t h e m As they passed upon the cres t of the k n oll J esse J a m es looked back again and Star who w as i n t he l ead o f the posse, waiv e d his h a t a nd yelled at h im "Fas t e r J e s se Jam es, o r yo u are doomed! You s hall not escape u s t h i s tim e Ha! Ha! The brut e s know .you, you robber!" One of t h e fastest clogs h a d sprun g at Frank James' h o r se as h e s p o k e, b u t t h e bandit turned promptly a n d p u t a bull e t through hi m. A s the dog rolled ove r a s h out o f d i s may went up from the poss e w hi c h d eepe ned into a groan as they saw wh a t foll owe d The b loodho un d s were maddene d b y h unger and as the blood ooz e d from the w ound in their companion 's t hroat, t h ey forgot the ir human prey, a n d pounced upon t h e carcass J esse J a m es saw the a d vantage, a nd called to h i s brot her, a n d once more the winded h o r se was prodde d to fr es h endeavor. Sta r dashed a head and, takin g a la ri a t from his saddle l as h ed ri g h t and left a mong the grou p of dogs, but by the ti m e they were off agai n t h e three o utl a w s w e r e g a l lopi n g across the leve l stret c h to th e b ank o f M u d R i v er. This s tream wa s a n arro w o n e, b u t deep and t reacherous I ts bank was s hel v ing and t h e c u r re n t was full o f whirlpoo l s m a d e by rocks, which bar e l y s howed abov e t h e rnrface. ''\ Ve 'll l o s e 'em, b oys Faster!'' yelled Star. Don' t le t the r?-s c a l s get into t he r iver! Once over they'll be l o s t ii1 t h e gorges yo nder!'' Lent pre sse d a head and ent a b ullet before h i m. \\ hil e t h e clogs y e l p e d o n s p itti n g froth from thei r fa n gs. T h e clete cti\ e's leaden missi l e was merciful fo r F rank James h o r se f ell u n !er hi m. The poor c r ea t ure was dead befor e h i s ri de r was fair l y irnseated. A s h o u t o f t riumph went u p from t h e p o ss e b u t i t w as c u t s h ort, as J esse James s u d de nly wh ee led the thoroug hbred and came back, d isc h a r g i n g h i s two weapons fnll at the posse. l t was a n erv y thing to d o, a n d i t took t h e i r breath fo r a moment Frank J a m es was up b e hind h i s broth e r i n a j i ffy, a n d h is own weapons were promptly extende d ov e r t h e outlaw's broad shoulders Their a ppearance was di a b o l ical a s they s h o t to gether t o k ill.


THE JESSE JAMES 21 They seemed like twin

22. THE. JESSE JAMES STORIES. The re s t looked w here he pointed, and instantly the dogs began to howl. They seemed to understand that their prey had been scented but that t h ey were to be deprived of the p l easure of flus hin g them from cover. ''Shu t up you hellho unds !" roared Slicer who owned the an im a ls. \ Ve'll scare out the woodchucks and gi, e ye r another c hanc e at 'em! Into th' water and overt' ther other s ide pards Cussed ef e don't smother th thieves, ef we can' t get at e m no othe r way! Save ther' ca rc asses, Bob; they've got e r price o n em," warned Peck \ Va t son 'Yes; save Jesse J and a live if poss ibl e," urged Star. "No one will believe he i s dead unl ess they s ee hi s body. .On, boys I'll lead! Here we go to victory!" T h e r e was another splash in the water, and at that instant a pi s tol I It seemed to come from the clump of bus he s, and a bullet cut its way across the s urf ace of the water. Star' s horse emitted a groan, and sank beneath him. Once more the outl aw h ad thwarted hi s enemies' designs, and for a second his pursuers were baffled. Then Howard Lent s uddenly thought of something. Jim Jelly was breathing hard, and fast regainin g his se n ses. Taking the lariat from hi s sa ddle he bound the fellow securely. He did not mean that the ra s call y constable s hould a id Jesse J arnes in thi s emergency. CHAPTER CLXXX. AT BAY. Star h ad made a grab for the bank, and Bob Slicer pulled him up just as a second bullet came sk im ming over the water. "Reckon we'll call a halt on fordin je s t ye t pardners," sa id Slicer so l emn l y "Ther cu sses air very much e rli ve I'm thinkin', a n' ef we 'v e cut our eyeteeth we 'll s tay on dry lan d a w hil e longer. 'They're under the bank all right! There's space for em to breath e above the water, I r eckon! Hold on boys, till their g un s are wet. Bullets don't go any too straight when the b arrel's full of water." As Star spo k e he quieted the clogs, and then drew back from the bank. He did not care for another bath in the muddy water. The re s t of the po sse drew back also, and bagan bandaging their wounds, while they watched the s uspicious spot on the opposite bank, where the out laws were supposed to be hiding. \ Ve've got 'em dead ter rights! Jesse's game is up!" sa id \Vill Star, grimly. "He can't come out, and he can't s tay in that hole. Sam G r ee n rai sed hi s pistol and snapped the trigger twice. The bullets cut away quite a network of the v ines at the point of observation. "Th e t thar's er good idea! Reckon I'd best finish th job," said S licer, banging away at the vines. The next minute the clump of bus hes was riddled and the whole posse gave vent to a cry of astonis h ment. Under that particular spot the water had hollowed the bank out considerably the bu s he s growing upon a s h elf of soil which could hardly afford them sus tenance. \ Vhe n the network of vines was cleared away it showed the cave underneath, with the water swishing and surging into it lik e a seething caldron. Lent drew a long breath as he too k in the situation. It was a strain on his nerves to see a man die in suc h a place, even though such a death mi ght be alto gether t oo good for him. "It's the encl of our search boy s," spoke up Star, again. "Mr. Pinkerton will have the honor of being in at the death, and it will be a feather in his cap that wiH make Scotland Yard green with envy!" "Reck o n yer'd best : 10t count chickens till they're hatched," sa id Slicer, g riml y I low things look bad fer J ess, but ther cuss has been in tight places afore! \ Vho knows how fur back thet thar washout goes, p arclners? T h e r scamp ma y be burrowin' like er go1pher clean ercross ther str e tch yonder!" He pointed to the opposite hill s as h e spoke, and insta ntl y Star grew unea sy. I can't get a n y wetter; s'pose I try it again?" he s aid, movin g t o \\'arcl the bank. ' H the scoundrel i s ali v e he 'll never !et me cros s He knows I'd ha Y e the bank down o n his head if I ever got over there!" I ll do it this time You 've had your s h are, old man," spo ke up Lent, promptly. "Nons e n se rm going! Good b y !" The brave fellow plunged into the water as he


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 23 spoke, and in a s'econd their came the crack of a re volver. "Haw! haw !-J es s is on his las t gasp. thar s hootin' won' t kill no one!" roared Slicer, after ::i. breathl e ss seco nd. R eckon th' water i s confusion', an' I low thar a _in't much chance ter aim, remarked. one of the others, as h e traced the b ullet's course across the water. Lent held hi s breath and watched hi s friend struggling in the water. \ V hen he wa s half-way across, the current was too st.rang fo1: him, and he was forced to come back and join hi s companions. "There' s nothing to do but wait," said Lent, de cid e dly as he dragged him to the bank. "The wretch has got to give in or d ie like a ra t in a hole I move we cari1p o ut, right here. I'll never leave the place t ill I've flushed my quarry." The motion was accepted, and the hours dragged by without a s ign of t h e ontla\\" brothers being seen by one of them . Darkness fell, bnt they lighted t h e ri ve r by building bonfire s The cave under the bank s ho\\ecl as clearly as in the dayl i g ht. "Reckon now they ,vas l ayin' ter rob ther express b9x ter-night, warn' t they Slicer?" spoke up Peck vVatson, afte r a long silence. "That's the lay," ans\ve red Star, and Slicer broke out la ughing "Haw! h aw It would take more' n Jesse James t' find thet box," he sa id, proudly. "I reckon \Velis, Fargo & Company knows \\"ho they kin trust! Thet box is hid, an'--" Hold on er minit Slicer," W\(rned Peck vVatson, soft ly. "'Twon' t do t' make s uch an in fernal racket." Silence followed thi s r emark, and then one-half of the men stretched them selves beside their horses, while t h e balance patrolecl the bank and kept the bonfire bla z ing. CHAPTER CLXXXI. THE ESCAPE. S u ddenly Star put hi s ea r to the ground and lis tened intently. A way in the distance he could he a r the clatter of hoofs and a moment later a group of horsemen were outlineci"tft 1 f h e C rest. of the knoll above them. .J,t.. l '"Muzzle the dogs ai1d hide the hors es!" he ordered, in a low voice. It may be friends and it may be enemie s This i sn't th e time to be taking c hance s .' "Thar's no one left in Snake City t' come!" muttered Slicer "'Them that" s left air "tendin' jail an' lookin' arter th' wimmin." He caught hi s pets b y the collar and s lipped straps O\'er their no. es as he spoke. then dragged them by main strength into a clump of bu s he s A minute later the r e was but o ne man o n the river bank. The others had flattened themsehes upon the ground some distance a\ray, and were doing their be st to ke e p the horses quiet. The so litary \Yatc\ler upon the bank was\\ ill Star, \\"ho h a d not forgotten his quarry for a second. In s pite of the ne\\ clanger he kept his eyes upon the opposite bank, a nd not a rippl e or eddy in the water escaped him. The h o r se men \\ere advancing cautiously and were so on down the s l ope. but not a \\orcl was spoken among them that. coulcl be heard by the c\etetti, e, and e ve r y 11011 a nd then there would b e a halt for the sp ace of a minute. A s Star cro u c h ed beside a low bush he co uld see the water churning at the entra1 1ce to the cave under the bank, and the reali za tion that Jesse James was dead grew upon him s teadi ly. "The r ider s yonder can go hang! I'll watch that rathole," he muttered, between his teeth. "They're coming, I guess, to investigate our 1-:>nfire." He fta'ttened himself out upon tf1e ground and waited breathlessly with one finger pressed fir mly upon the trigger of his weapon. It was a dangerous pos ition but the brave fellow never faltered. \!\Tith the death of Jess e James so near he seemed oblivious to everything. Tracking the famous outlaw to hi s death would recompense him for eyery ill he had endured, and e v ery pain he had suffered. His body was half hidden by the bushes yet he did not expect to remain unobserved very long, espe. cially if the newcomer s were enemie s . I A n exclamation from the foremost rider in the group relieved his suspense, but it made the chills creep down his in sp ite of his bravery. It wa s the fellow who had robbed. the Lone Trail


24 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. stage and dropped the letter which Mrs. James had written to her outcast husband. "Ho, thar began the fellow; "what's the meaning of this, pardner ? "Better keep yer finger on th' trigger, Bill; thar's no knowin' who it m out be said one of his companions. T h er c u s ses thet' s arter Jess may hev had their supper hyar I 'low thar's somebody hereabouts by ther looks of thet bonfire." Thar' s some one hyar, Bill. The ground is all tracked up," said another voice, and Star hea;d Jini Jelly, who was near him, give a grunt of a stonishment. "Reck o n we' d better be gittin' on, Bill Price," went on t h e same Yoice. \Ve can' t cross hyar, ther current's too strong." Shut your m outh, \ V ilco x Thos e were Jesse James' track s, a n d he's the man I'm after," retorted the first speaker. "If .Tess crossed here, I reckon we can do it .. "Yer can' t do i t, Bill, spoke up another voice, ckcicleclly, and this time both detectives recognized the vo i ce of Coyote Jim, whom they had last seen in jail at Snake City. In a secm1d it flas h e d through the ir minds exactly what had happened. Bill Price, the famous outlaw, was al s o in the deal, and he had carried out Jesse J ames' orders and freed the j ai lbird s. Star raised his head a n inch and turned his eyes from the cave for the space of a minute. T hat was enough t o show him that Price was carryin g a strorig box in front of him on the sadclle. "Th e express box!" he exclaimed, in a subduer.I voice "Search the bushe boys! I can' t go on till I know what's being clone here," roared Bill Price, sudde nly. T h e re's enough oT u s to fight if we have to, I reckon I'm of the opinion the hounds have gone on. t ho'. and only lo s in g time. There's probably a s l euth left behind to keep the fire a-burning. ''Thefs it "Bill! Ifs a s ignal. \Ve'd best be mov in',' urged Coyote Bill. "Ef Jess was hyar, hes gone by no\\-. Th' poss e got on hi s tracks and cut him off from coniin t' time this evenin'. 'Tain't often t h cap'n is balked." A loud laugh followed, and the group turned their horses. They had not made an attempt to search the bushes. Star was undecided how to act, but he was not left in uncertainty long. There was a fiendish howl from the throats of the bloodhounds, and Bob Slicer urged them on in :i. furious whisper. Instantly a yell from Bill Price was followed by the s nap of pistols; while the horse bearing Coyote Jim reared and plunged into the river. Howard Lent was on his feet in a second, and in his saddle. "Quick! after 'em, boys! They're a part of the James gang!" he yelled. will Star dropped to one knee and raised hi s weapon, fixing his hawklike gaze on the opposite bank of the river. Flash! Crack! Bang! The outlaws fired upon the clogs as the huge beas ts leaped after them. Then there was another volle y and four of the es caping bandits reeled in their saddles. Between the dogs and the posse they were taken at a disadvantage. Bill Price spurred ahead, but Bob Slicer had seen him, and, in a second, the express agent \Vas after him red hot, to recover his treasure. The scrimmage that followed was almost o ne s icled. and, as the weapons cracked and the men were yelling like Indians, Star caught a glimpse of a dark bqdy for a second in the water. Snap! went the trigger, but the light flickered at that second. He strained his eyes for another glimpse of the object, and for jus t an in stant he was beside himself \Yith excitement. The thought had Rashed 'into hi s mind that he was to win the ,ictory that his was to be the bullet to end the career of the famous bandit. He had another gliriipse of the dat)< object, and the trigger fell again. At that second the \\ ind shifted slightly and bl_ ew the flames in a different direction. The mouth of the wa shout in the bank was sh rouded in darkness. Lent called t9 him after that, and a mome_nt iater he joined him.


THE JESSE JJ\MES STORIES. 2 5 The outlaw had been badly winged and relieved of it s weapons, the exception of Bill a1.1d Buck Bolton, who had up the s lope with Bob Slicer a nd Sam Green not twenty paces behind them. Star groaned in agon y a s Lent replenished the fire, and then helped Peel< watson to bind the wrists a n d ankles of their prisoners. It was a busy ni g h t for th e detectives. for two o f t h e ir men were injured a nd tvvo more went back to Snake C it y for assistan ce At daybreak an astonis hin g di scO\ ery \\ as made. The river had fall e n s lifficientl y to s how a yawning hole unde r the b ank, a nd. taking his pi s tol between his teeth. Star made his third plunge into the water. Ther e was a strong cqrrent, which drifted him clown to t he \ \'ash out; then the eddy spun him around. a nd fin ally sucked him in Tt was done so easily that the detective gasped in pure astoni shme n t. Inside the caye the'_ water , as as ca lm a s a basin, a n d Star found him elf in a P<;l.Ol se,e r a l feet in diameter. a n d reasonabl y s hallow Nearl y a foo t abo1 e him was the crust of the bank. It was a spot well ca lc;ulated for shelter and protection if one only kn ew t h e way to enter it s afely To his inte n se d isgust, he foun d no one there bnt himself. The J a m es boys had e scaped from the under the ve r y noses of their captors. C HAPTER CLXXXII. A SHOR T JOI!. \ Vhen assis tance came fr o m C i ty they h acl 'bad news to report. The jail had been burned dO\Yll a nd seven of the natiYes murdered. T here wa s a panic in th e settlement, and for o nce e ve n m a n was sober. . Nothin g had been seen of Bob S licer and Green, or the men they were after and some o n e had a l rea l y appri sed the express company of t h e robbery. Star and Lent a cc ompa nied the rest back to the inn at Snake Ci ty, onl y t o find thal they must stay there, if they expected to save their prisoner Three days later one of the shanties held the out law who h a d be e n captured, and the s h e riff from the next COUll ty \YaS there to take charge of them. . Nick Boozer came to the fro n t and did wo nders in the w .ay of restoring calm and by t h e : me the detecti ves were ready to leave things were in a fair l y normal condition. The cowboys who had been injured in the fir s t scrimmage were well enough to go home, so the two detecti ves set out a lone on the jou rney to Sacra mento Citv. Bat Lynn wa s bound on t'.1e same journey, but in his eagerness to join Mi ss Barton he took the train the clay before. The three were to meet in Sacrame11to and once more start on a s til l htt'nt for the outlaw. Twe1 1ty four hours from S.acrarnento City the express train was he l d up, a nd as Star was jerked out of his berth he found him self lo oking down the barrel of Buck Bo lton's revoh er. There was a Aas h a1.1cl a c r ac k and the weapon dropped to the Aoor Tiie next seco nd the robber was engaged in a furious tussle 1Yith the car conductor. Star clas hed out upon the platform, followed by Len t and was held up by a porter, who took them for cutthroats. "Hold on, the! e you b l ack rasc a l Give me that pop!" yelled Star, as h e hit t h e fellow an upper cut. Lent grabbed the weapon and dashed back i nto the car, while Star tried to explain the situation to the negro. Men were piling o u t of the car, and women were shrieking when Star finaliy reach ed the ground and s ized up the situation. Two masked men were standing_ by the engine with their pistols l eveled at the cab and Star made a das h back for his revol vers the moment he saw them. "vVho be they. pardner?" asked a voice i n his ear. and turning he came face to face with Bat Lynn, who had been obliged to stop over. "It's t h e James boys, curse them!" as he tried to get back into the car. m an! Ha1 e yo u got anybody?" growled Star, "Hello, old The question was a s ketl a s Lent appeared upon the platform, h olding onto hi s head and minus hi s weapon. "Now, gentlemen, you can get back into yo u r seats and t h e train will go on," called o u t one of the men at the engine. A second later, the same i n d ivid u a l blew a l o n g, shrill whist le.


'. 26 THE JESSE JJ\MES STORIES. Instantly four men wearing ma s k s dropped from the t r ain and forced their way through the variotic; groups of shivering pas se n gers by flourishing reYolvers und e r their nos e _-Star w a s s uddenl y ca ught by the shoulder and swung around a s if he w as on a pivot, to find himself looking into a steel barrel. "Hang me. ef it ain t th' sleuthhound Reckon J e ss don't know yer aboard, or yer wouldn' t got off so easy," growl ed a familia r Yoi ce. "And if I had my w eapon you wouldn't get off so eas y Buck Bolton!" roared Star, furiou s l y "\Ve're al l in the s a m e box, Star," sai d Lent, in a grim v oice ''Th e curs were on the train and they've stolen mos t of the. revol v e r s! \ Ve' re lucky to get off with whole kin s to m y wa y of t hinking." "You're righ t t h ere, you1ig man, sa id one of the shivering passengers : then, as the e n g ine snorted, th ere wa s a ru s h for t h e platforms "Ha! ha! Sorry to h a Ye delayed yo u engineer, but I recko n y ou can make it up.' roared Jesse James, a s he stepped from the track. without lowerig his weapon or turningh is back for an in stant. All aboard! T h e danger i s o \ e r gentlemen," c alled out the train conductor, so lemnl y. .';Keep awa y from t h e windows Star. Jesc; cou1dn t r es ist the temptation of plugging you if he s aw you. w arned Lent, as th e train moved s lowly. The detective s drew back, but Bat Lynn leaned forward. 'It's Frank ancl Jess and they've got ther safe. by thunder!" h e gasped, excitedly. ''Where the deu ce are Slice r a nd Sam Green?" asked Star. a minute later. when the train wa s thun dering on with increa s ed veloc ity. ';Exactly what I \Yant to know.'' was his cornpanioa's an s\Yer. The balance of the run to Sacramento City was made amono lamentations >i" o t a p assenger on board had e scaped un scathed They w re. all b emoaning the l o s s of \\eapo ns, j ewe l s and money B es id e s these personal e ffects, Jess e had made a haul. Tile s mall s afe that h e had confiscated contained nearly a hlllidred t hous a nd dollars. The day after their arri va l the detectives danced at ...... Bat's wedding, but the occasion was darkened by the thought of Green and Slicer. That night wher r these t\vo men bobbed up in the office of the hotel, there a w eddingreception which would neYer be forgotten. I The story which the men had to tell was as follows: They had exhausted their ammmiition and so had the outlaws, and the race was run for several hours without a shot being exchanged between them. Then Slicer's horse tripped and fell and Green stopped to render him assistance. When they were ready to g? on they found them selYes near the line of the railroad, and the rascal s t hey were after had been Jost s i 'ght of They had in rejllit y escaped on a s lowly-passing freight. An hour later a freight train passe d and Green turned his hors e loose and .boarded it. The freighter arrived at Sacramento Cit y onl y the clay before the express, and. p.s they had been s idetracked seve ral times, they were bone sore and dirty. hours were given to recuperating and watching the lists of incoming pasesngers, a nd now the two were .ready to joii1 the detectives once. and renew their-search for Jess e James. Bat L ynn promise d to join them when the honey moon \Vas over, but the detectives did not anticioate his speedy return to their Where Jesse J ames had disappeared to, the de tectiYes did not Their first e fforts in the ceity \\ i as to locate the .. robber. This was easily done by .tiacirig hi s wife, who was living under an name in the suburbs of the city. Jhei r s ucce ss in tracking the famous bandit through the far \ Vest i s well known. Though they ere 111a11.y times close upon ,his trail, it seemed imposs ible to capture him. One of the clo ses t calls or' his life wa s soon to come, however, wh ich will be told m nex t week's number. 'l'O BE CONTINUED .


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One f eature I greatly admire about hi111 was his determined ways aud unchanged will. He began at the very bottom of life's lad der and went right s traight throug h without s topping for auythiug till he reached the very top. He was a fearless, upright, noble, intelligen t and honest citizen and loved by all his fellow countrymen. He was a prominent figure in the Black Hawk war, and after that he did many brave deeds for his country. In 1 86 1 h e Was inaugurated President o f the United States. It was"' at this time when the country was in need of a Pre side1,1t like Lincoln. No one could have filled the office bette r than be di d It was a t the time of the Civil War, the great struggle between the North and South. Lincoln did more to se t the s laves free than any other man. The country wa s in great distress, but Lincoln did not once neglect hi s duty. He wa s re-elected in 1 86 4 and March 4, 1 8"5, was again s worn into o.ffice_ A month and ten days later be was murdered while at a theatre in Washingt o n by John Wilkes Booth. By this treacherou s ac t .the Confederacy doomed. The country had l ost a man tha t could never be repla ce d Why did the people rise up in indignation upo11 hearing o f his murder? Why did they mot1rn hi s death? Why did they show suc h irre vocab l e aud tender f eelings towards him? B eca use the great man had reached the heart of every patriotic citi ze n by h i s ki nd l y and noble manners all through hjs notable career. Noah Webster and Webster' s Dictionary. ( By Oscar Hinton, Meridian, Miss. ) NoJb Webster, the American writer a11d phi lologi s t w a s born in Hartford, Conn., October 1 6 1758. His early life was spe n t upon a farm He entered Yale Col lege in 1774, but the war of the Revolution broke out, a nd he spent a year in hi s father's company of patriot militia The boy graduated from Yal e in 1778, in the same class with many afterward distinguished m e n. He b ecame a school teacher, giving his spare t i me to the study of law. Ia 1781 be was admitted to the bar, but as he had a good deal of difficulty in building up a prac tice he returned to teaching. While an in structor at Goshen, N. Y., he published a number of schoolbooks. One of these, his famous speller, was so successful that it supported Mr. Web ster and bi s family while he was at work on his dic tionary. In 1788 Mr. Webster established a magazine in New York, and on its failure settled in Hartford, Conn. There h e married, ana four years later removed to New York again to try editorial work_ In 179 8 he went to New Haven,, and in 1812 r e mo v ed to Amherst, Mass., where he became one of the founders of Amherst Col l eg e In 1822 he resumed his r esidence at New Haven, where he died May 28, 1843 A Michigan Boy On General Grant. (By Grover Carvin, Cadillac, Mich.) Uly ss es S. Grant was born April 27, 1822, at Point Pleasant, Ohio. His father was of Scotch descent. At the age of seventeen he entered the military academy at West Point where he graduated four years later. He was commissioned brevet second lieutenant, assigned to the fourth infantry and remained in the army eleven years. H e w as in every battle of the Mexican War ex cept Buena Vista. In 1854 having reached the grade of captain, he resigned his commission in the army. When the Civil War broke out in 1 86 1 he offered his services to the GoYernor of Illinois, aud was appointed colon e l of the twentyfirst Illinois regiment. The seventh of August be was commissfoned a brigadier-general. His first exploit was the breaking of a Confederate camp, at Belmont, Missouri, after a hard fight. O u the 16th of February, 1 862, he compelled the surrender of Fort Donelson, securing 15,000 pri s oners, 65 cannon and 17,600 stand of small arms. This was the most important Union victory. Grant was then made major-general of volnnteers and placed in command of the district of West Tennessee. On the 6th of April his army of 38,000, whiJe camping near Shiloh awaiting reinforcements under General Buel was attacked by 50,ooo confederates, who wanted to overwhelm him be fore Bu e l arrived. A terrible battle lasted all day and the national troops were driven' back some. At dark Buel's forces arrived and the next day the Confederates retreated. Grant's campaign against Vicksburg and its capture was tile most daring on record. He was now made maior-ge11eral in the regular army and was given com mand of the armie s of the West.


28 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. On the 23d 24th, 25th of N ovember, 1863 he fought the ba t tl e s of Lookout Mountain and M i ssionary Ridge, w hich w as the l a s t of the ho s til e force s of the West. In Febrna ry 1 864, h e vvas ma de lieutenant-general by C ongress Frou1 1864 ti ll 186 5 h e fought the battle s of t he Wi lderness, Spottsy l y an ia North Auna aud Cold Harb or. At length Grant b ro k e through the Confeder a t e s l i n es, captured Ri c hmond pu r s u ed Lee and received h is s urren d er of his army a t Appomattox on the 9th of April 1 865 T h e assassinati on o f Li n co ln followed aud Grant w a s lef t t h e lllo s t promin ent m a n o f the nation. Congre s s created hi m ge neral a nd h e wa s s hower e d with the honor s of t he n a t io n In 1 868 he wa s ch ose n President of the U n ite d S t a t es, a n d i n r8j2 w a s re ele c ted. The hon o r of tw i c e b eing c h ose n Pres id ent o f the United S t a t es ga in ed for him a reputatio n all over the wor l d. W h a t ev e r ma y b e thought of Grant's car e er, he ill always s ta n d i u his t o r y arnoug the greates t g e n e ral s of t h e wo rl d. The of the First Steamboat. ( By William M. Carte r Bro ok l y n N Y. ) Iu l ooki n g a t t h e b ack o f JESSE ] A!VIES WEEKLY I see tha t a gre a t ma n y b oys a r e wr i tin g st o ries of famou s A m e r icans in the C h a ra c t e r Prize Co ute s t so I thought I woul d wri t e o ne a l s o I h av e ch ose n for m y hero, Robert Fult o n Robe r t Fulton was bo rn a t Little Brita in Pennsy lvania; h is pareuts ca me fr om Ire l a nd to A merica and as t h ey were i u very poor c i r c um s t ances all the knowledge that young Fulto11 acquired was t o be able to re a d aud write good He rnade good 115e, h oweve r o f his know l e d ge and pa sse d the time allo\"\ e d him for r ec r eation in studyi u g W h en he wa s twe11t y t wo years o f a g e h e went to Lou don a n d be g a n to study painting unde r We s t ; but af t e r he h a d s t ayed the r e for a number o f years he found out t h a t painti n g was not hi s true voc ati o n, a nd accord in gl y a b a n d oued it a n d a pplied hims elf wholly to me c h anics S o me of the w ou d erful w ork s he performed i n Dev e n shire ob t a ine d him t h e patronage of the Duke of Bridgewater. R ece i vi n g au i n vita t io n from the United States Minister a t Par is, h e went t o tha t city in the year of 179 6 a u d r emained t he re for six or s even years, always think in g o f new p r o jec t s a nd in ventio n s. Among his invent i ons t here was the Nauti lu s or submarine boat for u se in nav al warfa r e, w h i ch h e trie d to get the French gov ernmen t t o a c cep t bll t co uld not; nor wa s h e any more s ucce ssful with the B ri ti s h g overnment. Having failed in t his, he turned hi s attention to a s ubject that had freq uentl y occupi ed hi s m i n d b e for e, and on which he ha d w ritt e n a t rea ti se in the ye a r of 1793, v i z ., the application of stea m to n avigation. He then con structe d a sma l l ste a m boat in the year of 1 803, and his experiments w ith it on the Se ine we r e v e r y succes s ful but being disg u sted with the rec eptio n g i ven him he returned to N e w York in the year 1 806 and c ontinued to pursue his e x p eri ments the r e He a fterwards g o t his torpedo boat in s uch a state o t p erfe c ti o n that i t w a s u s ed most effectively in the war be t w e e n Great B ri t a in and the United States of America. He launched, this ves s el upon the Hudson in 1807 and made a successful start in the presence of thousands of amazed s pectators. There is jus t a little more to say, and that is that from this period, 1 8 07 steamers for the construction of which Fulton received the patent from the Legislature, came into general use upon the waters of the United States. Robert Fulton died in 1815, which death I'roduced extraordinary demonstrations throughout the United States. I forgot to s a y that he had married a niece of Robert Livingstone, the United States Minister to France. An Indian Fighter. ( B y Joseph Marrinich, No. Cambridge, Ma ss.) I hav e read all your Jess e James stori es from No. 1, and have uoticed your prize contest. I want to write about General Robert E. Lee He was a grandson of General H. Lee, a famou s rev olutionary man. His father, Sidney S Lee, was an officer o f the United States Nav y. General F. Lee was appointed to the military academ y of West Point at sixteen. He was one of the be s t hors emen in the Unite d S t a tes He was happy when danger threate ned him and h e fac e d it with a laugh. At o ne time he had a hand-to-hand fight with a fa mous Comauche chief. H e weighed at that tinie 1 40 poun d s while the Indian weighed at lea s t thirty pounds more He sprang toward the chief as he drew his re v olver. The chief gras ped his pistol hand and raise d hi s s calping knife. Lee grasped his wrist with his other hand. There was no one at hand to Lee realized that the other the stronger. Suddenly releasing the chief's hand, he struck straight from the s houlder, knocking the redskin backwards. The Indian staggered backward, but quic]\ly recovered Springing at Lee he grasped him and gave him the back whee.I. It ended the Indian. Once in a battle an Indian arrow pierced his side. He went on fighting for a while, but the wound began to bother him. He told a man near him to pull it out. The man tried, but failed "Put your foot against my bod y," Lee said. His face became pale but 110 cry escaped him. It was plain to see he was in agony. Many 11 day he suffered but he finally got well. Nathan Hale. ( By T. Grover Keith, Gravett, Ark. ) Like a star shiuing amidst the appalling gloom that so thickly p e rvaded our country in 1775 the life o f Nathan Hale stands a s a glorious example. With something of rom a nce c ombined with hi s grand, heroic disposition, I must con sider him as my ideal. I dedicate this to the memory of him who died the death of a martyr. Nothiug was e ver s o gravel y p athetic as his sad and untimely death. After graduating with high honors from Yale he settled down a s a tea c h e r, but when the war broke out he was with the troo ps that h a s tened to Boston Fighting under th.e c0111mand of Was h-


.. THE .JESSE JAMES STORIES. 29 ington for a yea r, he was appointed capta in of the Washington bod yguards. One foggy morning while the Americans occupied Harlem H eight s, Washington r eq uested the se r vice of a spy to go to the camp of the r edcoats. With his valiant and ever-ready spirit, Nathan Hale quickly responded and was a ccepted. With the skill o f a daring spy, he made an entire sketch of the important plans of the Bri t ish. His work fini s h ed, h e se t about to return, but on the s uspi cio n of a 11egro b e was sea r ched and his papers found. After being seve rel y bound and g;agged, h e was c onfined in a grave vault of Henr y Beekman o ver night. Then in the morning he was sentenc ed to b e hanged as a spy b y the h eartless court-martial. Knowing that on the morrow h e would be hanged, he wrote a lo:in g an d co urageou s J etter t o his mother, but it wa s heartl essly d estroye d. Even when Hale r equested a clergyman, h e re ceived a bruta l c uff on the ear from the hand of the o fficer OtJ the morrow, as he s t ood before hi s executio n e r s a peacefu l smile illuminafed his p a l e face and t ea rs gl i s t ened in his bright blue eyes, as Ile spoke the words we s o well rernem ber. ''I on l y r eg r e t that I h av e but one life to give for m y country.'' Then as the rop e tightened a bout his neck, the calm-. n ess of death paled his g l orious features, and his soul had passed to its rew a rding God. The First Commander of the United States Navy. ( B y Josep h S teinberg, A !bau,y, N. Y.) 'I'b e Americau navy re all y d a tes its birth back to a short while after the battle of B unker Hill, when the Contiuental C ongress o rdered the building of thirteen ships of war. Almost a ll of these small vessels we re captured or burned t o avo id capture before the war was over-not, bowever, be for e they had do ne good service for thei r side. Abraham Whippl e, a Rhode I slander, who bad suc c essfully captained the p r ivateer Gamec ock in the French war, and now own ed a ship of hi s o wn was recogni zed a s commodore. He was a m a n of action, of f e w words, but of convi1icing bearing, and his is the firs t figure to st.and out prominently in Americai1 nav al warfare. He it was who organized on the spur of the moment the band of untrained volunteers that poured over the sides and decks of the British Gasper, stranded in Narragansett Bay and burned her, after capturing her crew. His hand fired the first gun of the Revolution over the water in the taking of a tender of the Rose He captained the Columbus and later the Providence, which took more British prizes than any other American vessel. His last act of importance was bringing to Boston eight' of the enemy's ships, worth a millio n dollars. Shortly after ward he was take n pris on e r and held until the war was over, when be finally settled in Ohio, claiming no reward, but rejoicing tha t the prime of his life bad been spent in s ucces sfully d efendin g the principles in which h e believed. Such was the first commander of the American navya sturdy figure to look back o n, a man with a cl ea n, glorious record of accomplishment. General Belljamin F. Butler; ( B y Arthur R. Joi 1 es, Quenemo, Kan.) Benjamin F. Butler w as born November 5, at the vil lage of Deerfi e ld New Hampsh ire. His caree r in after years proved him, in my estimation, the greatest of men H i s re asoning was perfe c t. His judgment was without fault, a nd his grasp of affairs complete. While being of a different politica l school, no man at that time had more of the confidence of Pre5idellt Lin coln than he. While only a civilian and the graduate of no milita r y school, he was eutrus ted by the President with hazardous undertakings, commanding large' bodies of m e n with credit to himse lf and country. While being roundly abusecl for his famous" woman's" order at New Orlean s, it was the best thing that could have been done unde r the circumstances. H e had a very firm mouth and square chin. I think the best thing he ever did was to leave the Charleston convention with the declaration that be would go home to Massachusetts and raise troops to suppress the Re b ellion, which he knew was unavoidable. And he did. A FOWL HUNT. As the longlegged Shanghais that I bought la s t spring have steadily declined t o Jay Mrs. Nuff the other 1 i10rning requested me t o s tep out into the b ac k yard and kill o n e o f them for dinner. S h e s a id she expected company t o dine with ns, and the re was a large-s i ze d voi d jn the bill of fare which on e of t hose imported Shanghais cot1ld just a bout fill. The proposition rather s tartle d me at first. I b a d neve r thought seri011sJy before of killing a chicken in m y life. Whatever poultry w e had needed for home consump-tion hitherto I had purcha sed 'slaughtered ready for cooking purposes. It didn't look exactly right to swoop down <;m a de f e nseless .spring chicken only thirty or forty years old, aud remorselessly massacre it in its budding cbickenhood as it were. Besides, I didn' t k now precise ly how to go to work at it, s o I told Seraphenia perhaps it be just as well t o engage_ a regularly qrdained butcper to perform the job. But s he said there was no partieular necessity of hir


ao THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. ing a man for the purpose; if I hadn' t the requisite mus cle and nerve to twist the neck of a poor, weak chicken, she wou l d go out and try it herself. Tha t s ettled the matter. I knew if my wife went forth to slay that chicken I would probably have a big doctor's bill to pay, for Seraphenia is impulsive to the verg e of rashness sometimes, and when s he throws her whole soul into an undertaking she i s gene rally pretty apt to o ve rdo the matter and g e t l ai d up for a month or two; s o I decided to attend to the chicken massa cre person a ll y. I arrayed myself in a line n dust e r and a hatchet and sauntered out into the back yard. Those Shanghais had got through their morning's work tearing up the landscape, and were staucling about _apparently asleep-bu t it was only apparently. In reality. they w e re p retty w id e awake, and they seemed to intuitivel y divin e m y murderous intention. Anyway, I found them all on their guard, and whenever I approached on e of them the wary fowl \rculd promptly a d journ over into the next yard, ana then turn round and b link s o l emnly at me as much as to say, "Oh, n o, y on don't." This naturally made it extre mel y sa d for me; but I did not get discouraged as s ome would, and give np the chase in disgust. On the contra r y, I expectorated o n my hands, grasped the hatchet with a n everl e t g o-till-death grip, and sailed i11 harder tha n ever a11d the way I ga lloped round the yard and over the fences i11 the 1rn k e of those doomed chickens was a caution t o g ymnasts. I fi11ally got one of the S han ghais cornered and was about to smite it to the earth with the hatchet w h e n the chicken sudde nl y dodged through betweeu my legs, aud struck a b ee-liu e for t h e C heviot H ill s at l e a s t it was traveling in tha t di recti0!1 wlien i t pa ssed out of sight. Up to the present date that chicken has uot r eturned t o i t s form e r h aunts. It either w eu t so far i t for go t the way back, o r i t m a d e up its mi 11d t h a t I w a s a dauge rous cl1aracter to live with and decided to s t ay a way on that account. I next went in pursuit o f a lo11g-legged J ersey Shanghai that had r ecove r ed from its first s pasm of surprise and was then p e acefully grazi11g 011 th e young cabbage plants in the g a rden. Cautionsl y approaching the g razi11g fow l I hurle d the hatche t with all my might at its h e a d but the chicken a brnptly stepped to one s ide, about fiftee u fee t and looked at me in a reproachful sort of w ay, whil e the tom a hawk went hurtlin g b y and chopped a choi ce 'grape vine in two as slick a s a wh istle, and finally bou11ded off into a h ed g e which b e longi:d t o our nextdoo r neighbor. The batchet was g on e, a nd befor e I c oul d hunt u p another weapon the h e n I was in pursuit of h ad the presen c e of m in d to pl unge throug h an opening in the fence aud sc oot. She has failed to com e back, and I presume she has engage d board somewbere else. I am afraid she has lost h e r confid e nce in me. I eventually got bold of a clothes prop about thirteen feet long, and b egan prospecting again for chickens, while Seraphenia stood calmly in the doorway and cheered me on. "There's a nice plump 'one up on the grape, arbor, Noah. Hit it quick b e fore it flies away!" exclaimed she, pointing to one of our Jersey shanghais, which had taken refuge in that exalted position. ''Oh, don t you worry, Mrs. Nuff. I reckon I am able to attend to this chicken massacre!'' I sarcastically re joined, and then I carefully approached the grape arbor, and whirling the prop over m y head with both hands, I brought it down with a force that lifted me off m y f ee t and bursted off both of rny r ear brace buttons. Then I laid aside the pole and began looking about for the mangled remains of that pullet. "Where did it go to?" queried Mrs. Nnff, as she noted my look of blank amaze m ent at not finding any dead poultry where I expected to. ''Guess I must have drove the carcass into the ground. If you had kept s till I wouldn't have hit so hard," I retorted, as I again picke d up the clothes prop and prepared for another sortie. "Yes, and I reckon the hen flew over the house and you dido t hit it at all! It is in the front garden now eating the grave l out of the flower beds triumphantly exclaim ed Serapbenia. 'It is, eh?" "Yes." ''Well, I'll make short work of it, then," I shouted, and rushed through the house, trailing the prop after m e like a comet out for recess. I reached the fr ont garden aud then I ''reached'' for tha t pullet. I was gettiug excited now and I struck out wildly. The first bl ow knocked three paue s of glass out of the hay wi11dow, the se c ond mow e d down a couple of choice dahli as my wife was bringing. up by h a nd, and the --Well, the thi r d cap p ed the climax; or, rather, un capp ed the mi ni s ter. H e happe ned t o come along just then, and as our front garde n is rather abbreviated, that erratic prop swung out over the p alin gs, and sent his shining beaver flying through the air. I hastily tucked the prop unde r my a rm and turned round to apologize, and at the end of i t struck a sour visaged old maid ( who chance d to be p assing) in the m outh, and sent her fal se te eth spinning half-way a c ro ss t h e str eet. Theu I backed up and flurriedl y swung that awkward p r o p rou n d on our own premises j u st in time to take Serap hen ia unde r the chin, a s s he appeared on the scene, and k n ock her spraw ling under the flowe r bed, and then I drop p ed the prop and rushed iuto the house, and went dowu in t h e cellar to cool off and re A e c t a few, leav in g the minister and the ancient spinste r and Mrs. Nuff t o condol e with each other And in a few mom ents, w h e n the expected company arr ived, the fragrant aroma o f codfish could b e plainly discerned w i t h the uaked olfactory as it gently simmered through the atmosphe re They had some for dinner, I believe. I didn't. go up to see.


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JESSE JA MES STORIES. (LARGE SIZEJ The bes t s t ories publis h e d o f the famous West ern o u t l a w 1-Jesse James, th e O utlaw A Narrative of th e Boys 2 -Jesse J am es' L eg acy; o r The B o rder Cy cl o ne 3--J esse J a m es' D areD evil D a n ce; 0 r Bet ra ye d by One o f The m 4 J esse James Bl a c k Age nts; o r The Wild Raid a t Bullion C ity. 5-Jesse J a m es' Oath ; o r Trac k e d to D eat h 6-Jesse J a m es in W yo m i ng; o r The D e n in the Bla ck Hills. 7 J esse J a m es, Rub e Bu r rows & Co. 8-J esse Jam es' Daring De eds ; o r T h e Raid o n the Pine Ridge J ail. 9-Jess e J a mes a t th e T hrottle; o r The H o l d U p a t D ead Ma n s Ditc h 10-Jesse James' D o uble; o r T h e : M a n fr o m Misso uri. I 1-J esse J ames A m o n g t h e Moo n s hin e rs; o r The Trai n Robb e r s' Trail in Ke n t uc ky. 12J esse Jam es' C l ose Call ; o r The O u tlaw s L as t R ally in Sou t h e rn \i\Tyom i n g 13-Jesse Jame s in C hicago; o r, T h e Bandit K ing 's Bo ld Play 14J esse James i n New Orlea ns; or T h e Man in t h e Bla c k D o m i no 15-Jesse Jam es' Si g nal C ode; or, The O utla w G a n g s Desp e rat e Strnt egy. 16--Jess e James o n th e M i ss is s ippi ; or, The Duel a t M i d ni g ht. 17-Jesse James C ave; o r The S e c r et o f t h e D e ad 18-The J a mes Boys i n St. Lou i s ; or The M ys teries of a G r eat C i ty 19-J esse Jame s a t Bay; o r The T rai n Robbers' Trail. 20J esse J am es in Disgu i se; o r T h e Mi sso uri Out la w a s a S h ow m a n (Se ries) JESSE JAMES' EXPLOITS : 21-Chapte r s 1-7 desc ri b e J e sse J am es F e ud wi t h th e E l kins Gang. 22-C h a p te r s 8-1 9 des crib e J esse J a m es C h a s e T h rough T e n n essee. 2 3-Ch a pt ers 20-32 d escrib e J e ss e J a mes A m o n g th e Mo rm o ns. 24-C hap t ers 3 3-46 d es c r ibe J esse Jam es' D ea l i n D e ad V alley 2 5-Ch ap t e r s 4 7 57 d es c ribe Jess e James o n th e Trai l for R eve n ge. 26-Ch ap t e r s 58-74 de s crib e Jesse J a m es' K i d n api n g Plot. 27-C h a p te r s 7 5 8 7 describ e J esse Jame s' D eath Dea l i n Dako ta. 28-Chapt e r s 88-96 d esc ri be th e James Boys Cap tu re and Escape at P an c ak e Di ggi n g s 2g-Ch apte r s 97-u2 d e scr i b e J e sse J ames' Hun t t o D e a t h o f t h e Outlaw V a s q uez. 30-Chapt e r s I 13-12 9 des c r i be J esse J a m es E s cape fr o m Ch e yenn e 31-Chapt e rs 129 136 desc ribe Jesse J ames' Ri c h Prize. All of t h e abov e numbers alw a y s o n h a nd. If you cannot get them from you r n ewsdea ler, five cen t s a cop y will bri n g th e m to you b y m ail, p o s tpaid. STREET & SMITH, Publishers, 2 3 8 William Street, New York.


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