Jesse James' jubilee, or, The celebration at the bandit's castle

Jesse James' jubilee, or, The celebration at the bandit's castle

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Jesse James' jubilee, or, The celebration at the bandit's castle
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Jesse James Stories
Lawson, W. B.
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A WEEKLY DEALING WITH THE-DETECTION OF CRIME Issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.soper year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 Wltliam St., N. Y. N o. 4 9. Price, Five Cents "ROUND 'EM UP, BOYS!" YELLED JESSE JAMES AS FRANK DROPPED THE NOOSE OF A LARIAT OV.ER THE SHERIFF'S HEAD.


A"C5 . A DfALlftG WITH' THE-DETECTION Of CRIME issued fVeejly. Ry Subsc riptu11 /2.JO per ye

2 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. Now he addressed his men after an intensely exciting and thrilling escape, following a more deadly and daring raid than was even his wont to go upon. Seeing that capture and death seemed certain for most of the band, as they were apparently hemmed in and driven to l;>ay, he had ordered the men to scatter, each to save himself as best he could, and that meant if he could not, to "take his medicine," imprisonment or death, as the laws of the Jesse James League taught and demanded. There was to be no whining, no bemoaning their cruel fate, for, as they had, with eyes wide open, defied the law, must in like manner submit. All heard the command to "save himself who can," and they acted promptly. A ll knew the time and place for those who did escape to meet. And all knew just what means they had to use to get away. It was the time and place appointed. Jesse Jam es ,vas the last one to reach there, and his men bega n to dread evil had befallen him. One by one, t\-Vo by two, they had dropped in glid ing ti;rough the darkness like ghosts, and seeking the meeting place in the timber. A number had arrived, and many were discussinl? the non-appearance of their chief, Jesse Jam es, when a di stant shot, then another, came to their ears. there was at once a deadly s ilence. What d id i t mean? Surely, no cine of "the band would announce l1is coming to a secret meetin g in this way, for ears m i g h t b e o n the alert to and betray. In silence they waited, the eyes of all -cast furtively upon Frank, a s though it was for him to decide and ... a c t. Then \\ a s heard the sound of hoof-beats. S oon after a horseman '.Vas seen in the gloom. 1 l e was approaching the timber. .'\ led hors e was behind him. The latter seemed to be carrying a pack "It is Jesse!'' Frank was the one who spoke. Glad as were the men to know that their chief was safe, there was no \velcoming cheer. Those hunted men knew better. The s hot in the distance had been a them to keep s ilent. "Ho, Jesse!" "Yes, Frank." "Glad to see you." "Thanks." warning fori "We were fearful harm had befallen you." 'Have had several clpse calls. "But I am here." "Did you hear that shot, -or it was from your way?" "Yes I pulled trigger." \ i\That was it?" "The man is tied across his horse there." "A prisoner?" "To the grave, yes I killed him." "Ah! who is he?" "A detectiYe who sought to get my scalp." "And missed, of course?" 'Well, he gambled hi s life against the price on my head, and-lost." "He \Nas a bold fellow to tackle you alone." I got warning a friend that he was to ambus h me, for he stopped at a farm and talked too much. "l'vi y friend followed him discovered where he was to go in hiding, so I crept upon him, surprised him, and we exchanged shots-mine was fatal. "I wish to search his clothes soon, ai1d see he pans out; but now to the work at hand." Then came the words that open this story. "Call the roll, Frank, and if silence follows for answer to a name, it means that the dead do not speak." The roll was called. slowly, solemnly, and each man answered. There was no silence in answer to a name. This meant that there wa s no death lis t.


THE JESSE JAMES 3 "This is grand, boys "I could not h ave hoped for better luck. "'v\7 e will have a jubilee t o celebrate it,'' cried Jesse James. CHAPTER II. SUSPECTJ!D OF 'l'Rl".ACHE'.RY. "Bury him-the dead.are sacred." So said Jesse James, referring to the man he had killed. The order was obeyed for, though lawle ss men may kill at the drop of the hat, they are always superstitious vvhere a dead body i s concerned. The roll had been calleJ, and of the thirty odd men, each and every one of them had escaped death. A few were slightly wounded, some had bruises from falls, others had lost their h orses, but had quickly gotten remounts, and a number had escapee! from a very c l ose call to death. ; The chief, Jesse J amcs, h ad had perhaps the nar-rowe st escape. B u t tha t was natural to him. And the closer t h e s have the more it was reli shed b y a man o f hi s ... bold nature. Excitement and facing death killin g to escape be ing killed acted lik e \vine 011 him. It ma de him liYely, and desperate, and h e cared nothing for the odds he had to face. An outlaw he mi ght be; driven to crime, yet h e tried hard to live by a rule of honor wh i ch he had "You are all here, and, one by one and two b,y two ,,,,.e scatter ed to sa v e oulf se lves. "My plot was to do s plendid work w i t h the little river steamer I c hartered and fitted for our crui s e and it netted u s a handsome sum, though that I was recognized at the prize fight, when fighting Malone y as the masked unknown, broke in upon our plans. "I won the prize, and the purs e I got of twenty th o u sa nd dollars goes into the general treasury. \Ve got by the tappingof the bank the same night all of thirty thousa nd more, and Frank kid napecl the daughter of Judge Chase, the man who outlawed me and my band, and set the handsome pri ce of ten thousa nd dollars on my h ead an d dupli cated it for Frank. I intend to collect that money mys eif." A murmur of admi ration went the rounds at thi s daring de, ice to collect t he re\\ ard offered up on his own head. But they knew the man, and that h e was reckle ss enough to attempt it. "And several of u s here have t h e money to turn in," said Jesse. ' I am sorry to say, chief, that I lost the money yo u gave me to carry," sa id a man in the crowd w h o h a d been trusted with ten th o u sa nd doll a r s to carry. "Lost it an cl how?"' "I tied it in my handkerchief. abont my \\ aist and in riding fast i t dropped out." marked out to govern him through l ife. A mnrmur of doubt followed these words, and Carried in a n honorable channel devoting him self. Jesse James said : to the life of a s o l dier, Jesse James would ha v e won "Hal sey, I ha ve h ad faith in you, though I did get a name and fame far different to that which has cursed his career. If he had many faults, h e also pos sessed virtues and this is proven by the m any who were true friends to him when the hand of outlawry was against him and his mounted bandits. ''One and all of you, remember, men, that this last escape of ou r s i s the mos t wonderful of all, the strangest o f our lives, and it shall be celebrated with a hurrah," said J c ss e James. a letter from an unknow n person warnin g me to be ware of you. "Do yon s wear th a S yo u lost that money in strusted to you?" "I do, chief." "Then I must believe you and--" ''Search him! Let him be searched!" roared the band. The moon, on the wane had ju st ri se n a nd in a clear sky shone full in the face of the man.


, 4 . THE JESSE Jf\MES STORIES .. The face had turned deathly pale at the cry of the m e n to search him. I seem to be alone in my trust of you, Halsey, unless Frank belie v es i!1 you.'' I do not, and intended to make the report that I believe Halsey is a detective in our band, a traitor planning to en .trap us," said Frank, in his quiet way. "Hav e you reason for this belief?" asked Jesse James. "Only that he watch e d his chance

THE JESSE J/\MES STORIES. "You do not deny this proof o f your guilt, do yo u Halsey?" "I deny nothing, I admit nothing," was the low re s ponse. "You need no trial, for you stand convicted of guilt, of being a traitor to me, and your comrades. "Your own letter and this cletectiYe badge prove your treachery. "You came here to sell us out, and, but for the great risk that Frank took in e scorting Miss Chase to the city. you would haYe led Pinkerton and his sleuthhounds to om stronghold; and doubtle ss hav e killed me. for I will never hang." Halsey was s ilent ; in fact, all were. The s ilence vYas so oppressive that it was felt by one and a:II. Each man l onged for s ome one to speak-a human voice to break in upon that awful silence. Why did not the man Halsey reply? A death shot into the midst of the band w onlcl have been a relief. For perhaps only a full minute did Jesse James wait yet it seemed an :10ur. Used to death sce11es as the men were, this one to come ,, as one to s train the nerves. They wanted it over with. But Jesse James seemed in no hmry. It would not be upwise for each man to realize what it meant when one became a traitor. It would do no h arm for all to know what a traitor must expect. "Halsey what have you to say?'' The voice of Jess e James seemed as though spoken in a vault. But it was a relief to hear it; t o all save the one to who m the words were addressed. Halsey was no coward. He had ,risked life for a big stake. He had lost the game. Detective though he was, he yet had played a treacherous part, for he had so u ght the friendship of those men. He h ad become a seeming outlaw, won the trust and friendship of Jesse James, only to betray him -,"I have only to say that I am a detective. "I volunteered to clO\Yn you and win the price "I played the game with life and gold at stake, and I Jos t so am ready to pay up, only in some vvay my chief and comrades know that I did not die like < t co\\ arclly cur. you promis e me this, Jess e James?" The man had spoken in a firm voice until he made his .last request. Then his vo ice had quivered. I will promise you '' answered Jess e James, a11cl, turning to Frank, he said: "Let lots be drawn for the execution." Frank got thirteen marbles out of a bag and dropped them into his hat. Six of the marbles \\ere red, seve n were black. ''Form in line men, and draw as yo u pass! was the order. The brim of the ha t was held togeth er, lea ving an opening at each encl. Each man thrust his hand into one encl and took out a ball. \.Vhen the thirteen had been drawn, Frank called out: "The six men who have drawn the reel balls form a line yonder. "Prisoner, you are giYen time to pray, or to give any last requests you may desire to make. CHAPTER I V. .. THE S ECRET PATIL The man was face to face with cleatl1. But he was plucky. vVith an effort he controlled himself to speak in He was not one to shrink from what he had even tones brought upon himself, either from a of duty as He knew none better, that he had forf eitecl his an officer of the law, or from a desire to get money. life by his act of treachery. He \ vas plucky, and s howed it.


6 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. If the soldier co'tlld walk boldly to death for his country, so could he from a sense nf personal pride. I am not one to cry out for mercy in the face oi death, when I never prayed when all went well. "I have no requests to leave, other than the one that my comrades should know that I did not die like a coward. "I am ready now, s o do not delay on my account, for it is a moment of mental anguish, another of bodily pain, and all is over. "Shoot to kill me at once is the favor I ask." They were brave words, and fearlessly spoken. They took him at his word, and walked with him toward the grave which men were already digging with hatchets and knives. He stood watching them calmly, there in the opening in the timbers, upon which the moonlight looked calmly down. "You are a brave man, and I regret to have to put you to death; but it is so written by the laws of the band. "Whichever trail you take beyond the great di vide which you must cross within a few minutes, I wish you luck. "Good-by." It "vas Jesse Jam es who spoke, and he held forth his hand. The doomed man took it, and said simply: "You should not be an outlaw-good-by," and, turning to the execution squad, now in line ten paces from him and with revolvers in hand, he continued: "Shoot to kill, comrades. "Good-by." The men would have given him a cheer for his pluck had any one of them set the example. But the voice of Frank broke in upon the pamful scene: "Ready there, men! "Aim, fire! Six revolvers flashed, the volley echoing far, and as many bullets found the target at which they were aimed-the man's heart. Those men were dead shots, and they had obeyed Halsey's last request-they had shot to kill. \Vithout a murmur the man had sunk clown where he stood, and, stepping up to his form, Jesse James placed it in position and crossed the hands upon his breast. In a shallow grave were placed the two bodies, the one Jesse James had brought there across his horse, and that of the detective. It was soon filled in and hardened clown, the men mo .. mtecl, and, like grim spectres in the moonlight, the outlaws filed away in silence from the scene of the midnight tragedy. Hardly had they gone when a form came sneaking out of a thicket into the moonlight. The man was well dressed, his face was ashen hue and he was trembling violently. "The worst two hours of my life. "I was lucky to hide when I saw them coming; but I could not stand another such ordealI should die. "So that is Jesse James and his marauder band, is it? "\\Tell there is a price upon the of each and every man, and I need money. "l will track them to their lair, for I can ieadily follow so many horses. "Then I will return, pick my men and win those rewards. ''I need the money, for without it ruin stares me in the face." So speaking aloud, the man walked away from the dread scene, taking the track the horsemen had left plainly marked behind them. A walk of half-an-hour and there branched off several roads and many paths. Here it seemed that almo s t each outlaw had taken a separate path and the trail was foiled. He was wild with dismay and rushed about try ing to discover by the light of the moon what he considered the right track to follow As he stood pondering a form suddenly arose be fore him and a revolver covered him. "Jesse Jam es!" broke in trembling tones from his white lips.


THE JESSE JAMES STORIESo CHAPTER V. THE STRANGE DUEL. "Yes, I am Jesse Jam es, and I don't mind telling you, for we are all alone." The \ vords, in answer to the name spoken by the man who had been in hiding in the timber, and witnes sed the e xecution of Halsey by the outlaws, came from Jesse Jam es. "I am unarmed," broke from the lips of the man, who saw his visions of getting a fortune in blood rnoney fading away. "There we differ for I am armed,., replied Jesse James, ominously. ''You would not kill a man at your mercy?" "That depends upon 'who that man is for men never show me mercy. "But who are you?" "A farmer in this rough land, and returning home after a visit to my girl, for, in opening a gate, m y horse got away from me. "That may or may not be true, for I saw you coming, and went into hi<:ling, while you have been. for the hour past, trying to track a party of horsemen who passed this way-my outlaw band. You see I do not mind telling you. "But how did you recognize me, may I ask?" "I was -startled, and seeing you, I feared it was you." "But why?" "I .don't know." "There has been no news of Jesse Jam es in these parts, has there?" "Oh; yes; we hear terrible stories of you, and some good stories, too." "Yes, doubtless; but how did you know me?" ''I do not think you are Jesse James, now I look at you." "Then you know the man, do you? "Oh, no! only I have seen hi s pictures." "I see, and I will take a good look at your picture. as soon as I get you into the moonlight. "But do yon know a man m thes e parts b y tf1e name of Dick Dudley?" Jesse James saw the man start, and there was a tremor in hi s Y oice when he answered: "Dick Dudley used to live here, but he has gone to the \Vild \iV est no\\ ." "I am sorry, for I am Jes s e James, and I left m y men to come back and see Dick, for we were boys together, later soldiers in the same command, and there i s a little unfini shed business bet\\'een us that I wish to settle." "He has gone.1 "Do you know him ? "Yes . "\rVhat kind of a fellow was he "Nice enough." "Have we not met before?" "No." t J . "And yet yo u recognized m e here 111 the dark timber, calling me b y name. 'Corne ove r into the moonlight, and let us look at each other, and see if t h e years that have passed have so changed us that we h a,e forgotten that we were boyhood parcls. The man groaned, but he dared not ref u s e to go. and once in the moonlight Jesse James said : "You have not changed much, Dick only grown a little o ld e r. "The sa me mean expres sion, treacherous eye 3 and cowardly look yo u had a s when you deserted from the Rangers and betrayed me and mine, and cause d the death of m y little brother-you .. it was who caused m y mother the loss of her arm by be .. ing fired upon by the sold ie r s yo u led to my house hoping to capture me. "You have not forgotten it ha. ve you, and that yo u left the Rangers the very night before we were to fight a duel. You challenged me because I called you a coward and a thief, for you had show n yourself a coward, and yo u did steal m y watch; but you did not reinain to fight that duel. Still, better late than never, and, as I came here ..


THE JESSE J AMES STOR I ES. to look you up and square accounts, we can finish our fight now." "It will be murder, for I am not armed, Jesse James. " I h ave weapons enough and to spare. "I ha v e had one on your track who has found out for me that you have a well-stocked farm here. It i s thought you got it with money left in your keeping for others, and that you hoped to marry a rich girl to pay her money back in place of that you stole. "I had a meeting of my outlavv band here to-night, for you see I do not mind telling you, and, recalling that I was in your locality, I decided to return a nd see you, so here I am. "Now, as daylight i s not very far off, we will fini s h our duel arranged for years ago. 'Come! There are two large rocks over yonder on the edge of the river bank, and I will p lace a re volver on each one and we can stand together out here walk toward them and open fire. "It will be as fair for you as for me, and the man who falls will tumble into the river and save burial. "Knowing that you hav e cowardly legs, I will tie you u ntil I place the revolvers on the rocks, so you cannot escape The man was s ilent but desperate, yet he knew the s tr ength of Jesse Jam es, who in boy hood had sa 'eel his life. His gratitude for it had turned to hatred when a young g i rl came between them and later he had cruelly wronged the m a n to whom he owed so much. Binding him, Jesse Jam es walked oYer to put one and then the other revolver on the rocks, which were sloping a nd o verhung the river and so situated that a man would fall from them into the mighty flowing current u nl e s s he made an effort to keep his place. !\ re,olYer was placed upon each rock, and then Jesse James returned, unbound Dick Dudley, and said: "The revolver is there, and loaded. "Open fire when you get it. You ought t o be a dead shot. "May the best ma n win." \Vit h a bound, Dick Dudl ey was away to the rock. H e knew the man, and that Jess e J a mes was just the one to do what he said. He was determined to reach the rock first, get the weapon and open fire. But Jesse James' saw his desperate intention, ::tncl bounded toward h is rock. Dick Dudley reached his stand first grasped the revolver and got a shot first. But it mis s ed. The second shot came from Jesse Jam es. There was a in the river and Dick Dudl ey was swept away. \ ''Littl e brother, you are avenged at last,'' s aid Jesse James, as he stood on the rock and, taking u p the revol v er, , hich had fallen close to t h e edge, h e thrust it into his belt with the g rim \ VOrds: A souvenir of the past." Then he w a l ked to where he had left his h orse, mounted and rode away. CHAPTER VI. THE LIFE-SAVER. After his strange deed in the timber on the ri\'er bank, J essc James rode on his way unti l j ust at dawn he came to a roads ide tavern. He asked for a room, said he wanted to be called three hours later and have breakfast, and, seei n g his horse well cared for, w ent i n and went to bed In a moment he had gone to s leep as securely as though there wa s not a sta i n upon h i s character, or he was a hunte d man. Fully refreshed by hi s s leep be arose, ate a hearty breakfast, paid his bill and, remounting his horse, rode once m o r e dn hi s way The co untry w as becoming mor e thi c k l y settled as he progress ed farm s were more frequent, and the house s of the farms were located u pon the high way bordering the river bank.


' THE JESSE JAMES STORIESo 9 He rode leisurely along until suddenly a cry for help rang out from the shore. It caiue from a woman in front of a pleasant home. Her eyes were strained upon an upturned boat upon the river where two children were struggling for life. In an instant Jesse James dashed up, sprang from his saddle, threw off his coat, boots, hat and belt of arms, calling out to the woman: "Have no fear, madam, I will save them!" ''Niy poor my poor darlings! "Nothing can save them!" shrieked the poor woman, wringing her hands in her anguish, while her cries were bringing others of the household to the scene. But Jesse James was already swimming with pow erful, rapid strikes to the struggling children, both now having floated apart from the upturned boat. As the little girl was sinking he grasped her firmly, and, with a strong stroke, reached the boat and placed her, limp and half-unconscious over it. Then he turned toward the boy, just as he disap peared. .r\ deep dive, and he came up with the boy, now unconscious. The little fellow was also thrown over the bottom of the boat, and, taking the line in his teeth, Jesse James began to swim for the shore. r't was slow and tedious work, but nearer and nearer to the shore he drew. There the poor mother was upon her knees, praying for him and the safety of her children. Other people had gathered on the shore, several farmhands, an elderly woman and a vehicle had driven up from which had sprung tvvo men. One of these men was crouching down by the clothing and belt of arms of Jesse Jam es. In his hard struggle to save the children, Jesse James only saw a group upon the shore. At the risk of his own life he had saved two lives. 'vVould this deed not atone in part for the many l ives he had taken? This thought passed through his mind as he struggled for the shore. At length his feet touched bottom, and, taking the girl on one arm, the boy on the other, both uncon scious, he waded shoreward, the wholly-frantic mother running knee-deep in the to grasp her darlings. She s eized the girl with a f ervent, quivering: "Goel bless you, sir!" A farmhand took the boy, and they started for the house, the mother calling back to the elderly woman: ''M'Other, bring the noble gentleman back with you up to the house." But, as the life-sayer now reached the shore, and as the elderly woman stretched forth her hand to greetthe one who had kept the shadow of death out of the house, a man stepped upon either side of the bold rescuer, a couple of revol ve rs were thrust foll in his face, and he heard the ominous words: "Jesse Jam es, the outlaw chief, you are a pris oner!" Ne\"Cr before had Jesse J a me s been so cle\ erly trapped Under no other circumstances could he have been. Sleeping or waking his revolvers were within the ready grasp of his willing hand. But now he was fairly caug_ ht. He had to admit it to himself. He was dripping wet, his clothes lay piled up thirty feet away. But were his faithful weapons under them? He did not know. But he did know that two strong, stern-faced men stood by him, cocked weapons covering him, the muzzles within a foot of him. The men wonlcl u se them, too. Their faces showed that. Then, too, the reward on his life was for "his body, dead or alive." There was no motive then to take him ali ve. He could play but one trump, t he game w ent against him, and that was a small one


1 0 THE JESSE J A M E S STORIES. He must try and bluff it out, and trust to escape later. A ll he could do was to surrender then. "Gentlemen, I do not understand what this in sult means," said Jesse Jam es, with great coolness. The elderly woman and the farmhands looked J:m, the l atter in a threatening way, one having an ax in hi s hand, the other one an iron-pronged pitchfork. '"There is n o mistake-you are Jesse James, and if you move a finger to e scape, we kill you," said one in a ay that s hO\ ve d that he meant it. ',My name i s James Jessup, and I am a missionary, deYoting m y life to saving lives," was the cool reply. "Yes, and he has nobly ri sked his life to save our children, God forever bless him. "You h0avt no right to nim and accuse him of being that m o nster Jesse James," s aid the old woman angrily. ''No, you jist le t up, fer he did what we couldn't c\o, a s can' t sw im saved pretty Mollie and Jim from death," sai d one of the farm men. 'Yes, you let him go, and quick, fer we has somethin' to say, as ther boss is away," ordered the man with the axe. "You keep quiet, and don't interfere for \Ye know what w e are about. 'This man is Jesse Jam es and we have got him to-night, though we caught him through his doing a g:ood deed . ''. "You are mi staken, as I vvill prove to you later." sai d the prisoner, watching like .:i hawk for a chance to act. CHAPTER VII. A WOMAX'S NERVE The coolness of Jesse J ames would have nonplused many men, and cause d them to fee l that they had made a m i stake in their ca p ture. But these two men seemed to know just what they were abou t, for one said: "You are Jesse James." '\\"e have made no mistake, and if we don't take you with u s alive, we will take you dead." I will show you your mistake, and, of course, as you deem you are doing your duty, from my resemblance to Jesse James, the outlaw, I have no hard fee lings against you. "I have often been taken for him before, and am u sed to it; but then, you know, virtue can often resemble vice," and the prisoner s miled. "True, but do missionaries of the gospel carry \\ ea pons?" "They often hav e to in the wild lands in which they travel; and more, my weapons were given to me by Jess e Jam e s, for a service I rendered to him some time ago. "They have hi s name engraved on them-I will show you." He made a movement as he spoke to vYalk toward hi s clothing, under which h e had left hi s belt of arms "'Hold! w e have seen them," said one of the men. "Yes, the name .of Jess e James i s there all right,'' added the other. "Y r,u have take n my weapons?" "Yes, for we know how d angerous they might be in the hands of the man whose name is upon them, even if he is a missionary to save li\es." ''Your mission i s to take lives," added the other man. "I ha ve just savecJ 'two lives,'' wa s the quiet res p o n se. 'To your credit it i s, too; but we ha Ye been o n your track for over a year. \V h y, we have half a dozen photographs of you \Yith us, and learning how you had been seen coming int o th is part of the country, w e hired a team and \ \ ere o n t h e search for you. "Jt \\"as l ucky that we happened along thi s road just as w e did. for we thought we knew you, gave a look al your coat hat and and \\"ere ready f o r you ''You go with u s. dead or ali\e." "\Ve h as got som ethin' to-'say," cried 01i.e of the


.... THE JESSE Jf\MES STORIES. 11 farm hands, r a ising his pitchfor k to the position of "charge bayonets," whil e the other svvung h is axe ready for use. 'Back there!" "We are officers of the l aw, and if you interfere w i t h u s in the discharge of our duty, we will fire!" The stern voice of the officer brought the farm hands to a quick halt. They wanted to help the man who had sa\ed t h e l ives of their employer s children; but they did not wish to get into trouble by it. The e lderl y woman had slipped away from the scene, and tol d her da ughter what was going on. The mother was putting dry clothes upon the children. Instantly she sprung to her feet, called to her mother to finish h e r task, ran into her husband's room, slipped hi s revolvers under her apron, and was qnickl y down upon the river bank. "How dare you acc u se that noble man of being an c;utlaw,'' cried the plucky woman. "Fate are against him, ma'am. "It is a lie. 'Honor and nobleness are in every line of his face,'' she cried . exci tedly. It is the mother talking now. "The man i s Jess e Jam es calmly answered one oi the officers. "Again I say it is a lie! "Pitchfork him, John!" shouted the woman. But though John he l d his pitchfork o n guard h e was not pitchforking anybody just then, for one of the officer s turned hi s revolver tmvard h i m. Seeing that John was a perfect failure in carrying out orders, the determined woman shouted to the other farm hand. 'Brain them, Bill!" But Bill \\ as not in the braining line himself just then. Disappointed, the woman determined to act; so thrusting her revolver forward she called out: "Release that good man, or I will kill you!" There was determination to carry o u t her threat in every feature of her fac e The man saw it. Her e was a different proposition from John and Bill to bunk up against. A mother, desperately determined to rescue the saver of her two children's lives. One of the officers seemed to feel for her, and to realize her position exactly. The other only saw a wnnan trying t o take from him a prisoner he was sure of, and upon whos e head there was a rich reward. He saw his own and his companion's life in clanger, or thought he did "Hold on, Buck!" So cried hi s companio n as he saw in his face his intentio n But he \\as too l ate. Bnck cared not whether he was threatened by man or woman. He stood ready when farm hands threatened, and would have killed them then, only his comrade had checked him His comrade was unable to check him now, for Buck did not heed the warning cry. His revolver was turned quickly from covermg Jesse James and brought t o le ve l npon the woman. Another second, with a cry of horror from Offic e r Leslie, the other man, Buck had pulled trigger, just as Jesse James made a mighty leap. I j CHAPTER VIII. IN IRONS. \,\Tith the report of Of-fleer Buck's pistol there was a shrii'.k from the lips of the woman, a second report as her finger dragged upon the revolver she he ld, and the weapon dropped from her hand. The bullet of Officer Buck, whether aimed to kill or not, had torn through her arm, above her elbow As the officer fired Jess e James had made a spring, and at the man ,\'110 had shot a woman. But Buck was a man of nerve, and quick as a flash


i2. THE JESSE Jl\MES STORIES. he had broLwht his revolver barrel down heavily b upon the head of J ess e James. It caught the man hard on the frontal bone, and he fell like a log, the blood spurting out in streams. I could have killed him Leslie; but I want to have him hanged, and will," s aid Buck, vvith a rude laugh. ''You have done enough for to-day, Buck, in shooting a wo man, was the cold reply, and Officer Les lie sprung to the s ide of the farmer's wife, just as Buck called out: "Hands up there, you t\\ o men, or I'll shine day light through you. "Hands up I say!" The men dropped their implements and knew enough to rai se their hands while Leslie called out: "You take care of the prisoner, Buck, and Jet these men alone. "Mind you, we are not so sure that this is Jesse James, so don t put your foot in any deeper than you have." vVith this he turned to the woman, and said in a kindl y way: I am sorry you brought the pistol; but do not blame yo u "I'll have one of your men go for the nearest doctor, while I help you to the house." The woman was pale and weak, but calm, and she called to one of her men to ride with all haste for the doctor, two miles away, and the other to go after the husband on the further part of the farm. "Don't yo u m e n moYe !" shoute d Buck, dogge dly. At this Officer Les lie faced his companion, hi s face livid with anger has '1and upon his gun. "Fool!' do yo u \\ i s h trouble with me? ''If yo n ha\ e more to say in this matter I vvill act." Buck glare d at him ; but he seei necl to feel that he was going t oo far. :tt>d he put up his weapon and turned silently to J esse James, ,, ho still lay uncon scious where he had fallen. "He will kill him, sir; if he has not already done so," cried the woman "Oh, no! he is too anxious to see him hanged. "It was a stunning blow, yet not a Yery ?erious one. ''Let me aid you." "No, no; aid that clear noble man who saYed my children. "Don't mind me. ''But I do mind you, for your arm is bleeding. "Let me tie it up to check the flow of blood," .and Leslie did so with his own handkerchief. Then the woman walked rapidly away to the house, calling back: "You stay to watch him, for lie will kill the poor man. 'I will soon return, and my hu sband and the doc t o r will come before long .. The tvvo farm hands had already gone rapidly away apparently glad to e s cape from unde r the eye of Officer Buck. But jus t then there dashed out of the house, a douole-barrelecl shotgun in his hands, the boy whose life Jesse James had saved. He wa s about nine years of age, a manly little fei low, and his face was now white with passion. I will kill him!" shouted the boy, and he leve)e L l the shotg un at Officer Buck, as he crouched by Jesse James. The officer saw his act, but too late to prevent, and he gave him self up in that instant of time, as ::i. dead man. Bnt the mother had also see n the boy's act, and \Yith a s hriek and bound, she sprung forward and st rn ck up the muz zle of the gun. It w e nt off the contents barely 1111ss111g the ,,oman. She had sa yecJ the life of Officer Buck. Tearing the weapon fr om the hands of the now frightened boy, who knC\\. 110w close had been his mi ss from killing his n10ther t h e woman, her right arm still S\vinging u s ele ssly by her side, grasped her little son and rus hed \Yith him into the house. "He shot you, marnma, and they are going to t a ke the brave man who saved Mollie and me away to kill him," cried the boy.


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 13 Mrs. \Vestcott, for such was her name, made no reply, but called to her mother to help her, and soon had a basin of water, some witch-hazel and bandages hastening back to the river bank. The two officers were bending over Jesse James, a feeling of constraint betvveen them. Jesse James had revived consciousness, but was too dizzy to sit up. "Here, sir, dress the wound. I hope it is not seri ous," said the woman. "No, thank you I am rather hard headed, and will soon be all right," Jesse James replied, and added: "Did this brute hurt you at all, with his cowardly shot?" "It i s nothing," she said, though her white, haggard face belted her words. "Permit this brute to thank you for savmg his life," said Officer Buck, sarcastically, turning toward the woman, who answered: "You are welcome; but I hope you will make better use of it than to shoot women and strike down unarmed men." "I did my duty, and will do it again-doubtless 1he boy wottlcl have missed me," sa id Buck. "Oh, no, h e wouldn't, for he the gttn with buckshot, and is a good shot, young as he is." "Keep silent, Buck, for this boy would have killed YOU. "See, here, madam, vve are secret servi ce office rs, and here i s my badge. "We have r eason to believe that this man, noble as was his deed in ri s king his life to save your children, i s the notorious otttlaw. J esse James, and, if so, we h ave clone a good act." "Yes, a brave act, in taking a man who w a s ttn armecl, and whom, if he is Jesse James. which I do not believe possible, you would ha \'e fled from, or at least that coward \YOulcl, if he h;:id been armed." warmly said Mrs. \1\ estcott. \ Veil, madam, i f he is not Jesse James he ca n prove it. "If he is, we haYe made a valuable capture, and until we know one way or the other, we shall h old him. "You mttst wear these irons, sir,'.' and Officer Leslie slipped a pair of heavy steel handcuffs upon both wrists of Jesse Jam es, who smiled in a grim way, but did not offer to resist. It would have been sure death to him had he done so .. ,. CHAPTER IX. 'fHE THREA1'. Jesse Jam es did not flinch whe n the hanclcuffq were placed upon him. The cut made in his head by the pistol of Officer Buck was an ugly one, to the bone, and had covered hi s face with blood. He seemed not to mintl it now that his dazed senses were returning to him Many times had he seen hope a lmost fail him in his checkered and perilous life ; but now it did seem dark, indeed. He was a prisoner in irons, none of his band wa s near, and his case seemed helpless indeed. But his face gave no token of despair. "There comes the doctor, now, cried M rs. Westcott, as a horseman appeared in s ight and a mom ent after she aclclecl in a tone of relief: "Antl m y husband. "He may be violent toward you, sir; but don't kill him, for yo u have clone enough for to-clay," and she g lanced at Officer Buck, w growled: "I'll drop him in a minute i f he comes at me. "Madam, I am master here, and there shall be no trouble. 'Bu ck, if you draw weapon again I'll kill you, for I say there shall be no more trouble," said Officer Leslie. "Bah! It's a game two can play at, Leslie, but if you killed me folks \\onld say it was a murder to get all the reward on this cleYil' s head." Leslie made no reply, and just then the doctor dis-


14 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. mounted, and Farmer Westcott, who had ridden the horse the hired man rode after him, came up. Quickly M rs. \Vestcott told all, as it had occurred, and there was a lo o k in the husband's face Buck did not like while Officer Leslie explained the situation a l so, and added: "It is most unfortunate, sir, but we have our man, I am sure, and shall take him with us, if the doctor w ill dress his \VOtmd after he has looked to your wife s arm, for I know she is badly hurt, though she pluckily disregards it. "Dress the wound first of that noble man," said $ Mrs. Westcott, warmly. The doctor glanced at the wounded head of Jesse James and said: "Painful, but not serious, and can wait." "It is nothing-see to the urged Jesse James. The doctor looked at the arm, and at his touch the woman did not flinch. "The bullet h as grazed the bone, but not shattered it. "Come, Mrs. \\ estcott, get to your bee\ as soon as possible, for you need rest and this _is se rious. "How did the kids come to upse t ?" "Mollie tried to get her hat and upset the boat," sa id Mrs. \Vestcott. -\nc\ all this time Farmer \Vestcott had not spoken. H is silence seemed threatening and dangerous. But now he sai d addressing Leslie: Yo u are welcome to my house until you are ready to go on, and the doctor will see to your prisoner soon." "Thank you, sir, and we must claim your hospitality for a couple of hours," Les lie answered. "Come to the house," and then grasping both of Jesse James ; litnaclecl hands, he continued in a voice that was f;, emotion, and with his eyes dimmed '"You saved my darlings, sir, the sunshine of our l{ves. I cannot believe you guilty, ana that you are the 1 man these men say that you are, but be you what you may, I am your friend." "It was only my duty, sir. and I am glad, more J glad than you can know, to have saved the lives o.f those dear children," ansvvered Jesse Jam es. "Can you not release him-take those irons off: while you are here?" urged Westcott. "You ask in vain, sir, for if this is Jesse Jam es, it is going to worry us, ironed as he is, to get him to prison," said Leslie. "To prison, and that means to hang him, if guilty?" "It does, sir." "Horrible! but come on up to the house, f.or I mus t hasten on after my wife," and calling to one of the farm hands to put the horses up and look after the comfort of the officers and their prisoner, Farmer 'vVestcott hastened on to the of his wife. But at the door he saw his younger brother just coming in from the farm with Bill, the hired man, who had told him all. Farmer 'vVestcott s face was set with determination He was a fine looking man of thirty-fiv e, with a bold face, yet a genial one, but now its expression was not natural to him. "Ned, oome here," h e sa id abruptly to his brother, \Yho >vas a youth of eighteen in hunting costume, for he was just hack from a hunt and had a well filled game bag. "'This is terrible, brother, for I have heard all.., '"Ned, you must find out just when those men leave, and by what road, for they shall not take that prisoner off to hang him. "'Ii he is Jesse James, he saved the lives of my children, a11d I want you to help me take him from them." "I am ready, brother." "\Ve must do no killing; but we must rescue him, for he shall not be hanged, even if I do have to take life to save him," and Farmer \Vestcott passed on into the house, calling back: 1


.... I 'o THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. 15 "I leave you to look after these officers and loheir prisoner, Neel. ';Make them comfortable." A couple of hours after, Jesse Jam es sat out on the piazza, in irons, and guarded by the of-ficers. T11e head of Jesse James had been well cared for, stitches taken in the wound, and the doctor said it wou ld soon heal. The doctor had said that Mis. vVestcott' s wound was an ugly one, but would heal in time. All had a good dinner, Jesse James eating heartily, and soon after Officer Leslie said they must depart. Their team wa s at the door, and Buck got in by the side of his prisoner, while Leslie mounted the horse of the outlayv, to follow close on behind the vehicle. A young farmer stopped at the house to s ay that he was out deer hunting, and many miles back, in some timbers, where he had shot some game, he h a d come upon a new made grave, and about it numbers o f hoo f tracks, as though many horsemen had been there. "Another proof that this is Jesse J a:mes, for he and his band hav e been up to some deviltry, and then scattered. .;\Ve shall have to look out, Buck," sa id Leslie. Soon after the officer s l eft with their prisoner, and in a moment more two horsemen mounted in the stable and rode like the wind across the farm. ''There's somethin' doin', John," said Bill, shaking his head ominously. CHAPTER X THE HOLDUP. The n hicl e with Officer Buck and his prisoner rattled on it s way, back over the road the two detectives had come in the morning, with little expectation of capturing the famous outlaw chief they so longed to get into their power, and the reward for whom would bri n g to them a small fortune. They had learned that Jess e Jam es had been seen going to that part of the country, and on horseback, while later it had been reported to them that a number of horsemen, alone and b y twos and threes, had also been making in the same direction. To such expert secret service sleuths as were both Officer s Leslie and Buck, this all looked suspicious It seemed as though Jess e James, who had late.l y escaped from one great danger, was going to risk another robbery of an important nature. In that country, with only a s mall town here and there, it mus t s urel y mean a bank, or the holdup of a railroad town. This had caused the two officers to happen upon the scene of Jess e James' res.cue of Farmer vVcst cott's two children, at a very unfortunate moment fo r the life-sa v er. Looking for the m a n as they were, had they come upon him on the road, knowing him through his many pictures and the descriptions the. y had of him, there i s no doubt but what they would hav e attacked him yet with doubtless a deadly encounter, for J esse James wa s ever o n the a lert for detecti ves regarded. every m a n a s a foe, whom h e did not know, and was not readly taken b y surprise. But they caught him v vhen he wa s at their mercy, they felt sure of their game, from Lis horse and saddle, and a quick examination of hi s clothing and weapons told the story against the brave life-saver. The result i s known, and when they left Farmer Westcott' s with their man, though there was a pos s ibility that h e might prove that they we r e mistaken, it d id n o t seem probable. Knowing that there might be other s of his band about, they were a nxiou s to get him all haste to th e city and in priso n beyond rescue. T h e co o ln ess of the man, hi s seeming indifference to hi s fate, put them on their g uard, for i t seemed a s though h e felt sure of rescue. Officer Buck, thoug h a detective. w a s a man with out heart or mercy 1 Ie \ \ a s 'n d would have cut the throat of hi s prisoner mercy. or a pang of conscience, clicl h e copsider that there was a chance for his escape I ll


16 THE JESSE STORIES. Officer Leslie was a man of different nature. He was a splendid officer, and did his duty in full. but he was humane and merciful. After leaving the vVestcott farm, Les.Jie appeared as though no cloud had come between them. He seemed to have forgotten that he had to threaten the life of his companion. He did not like Buck's methods, but the two wer e allied in the venture, and he wanted no ill feeling between them. "Remember, Jesse Jam cs, if there is an attempt made to rescue you by your gang, you will be the first one to die, for I shall kill you," said Buck. "Doubtless, for it is money you want, and the reward reads for the body of Jesse Jam es, dead or alive; but you will pay for it if you kill me and find that you have made a mistake, for I am not a friendless man," said Jesse James Les lie overheard what was said e s he was riding close up behind, and called out: "See here, Buck, don't be a fool, for this man is not to oe killed until I know the full truth about him. \Vhether we are attacked or not, you go mighty light on your gun, or you may be the one to hang for murder." ';And I ordered the hanging ; laughed Jesse James, at which.Buck uttered a savage oath, sending his prisoner to the devil in no choice language. Hardl y had the oath l eft the lip s of Officer Buck, \ vhc n clear, determined and ringing forth was heard: "Halt! hands up, there!" They were in a heavy woodland, and it was very dark and gloomy spot into which the sun light could not penetrate. Forms of men wer e seen in the undergrowth, aucl the face looking ov 'er the sights of a rifle was seen t o be marked with a red hanclflercbief tied over it and holes cut for the eyes. A m a n with less nerve than had Officer Buck might have drawn rein. But he did not. He hel d the whip in his hand, and instantly it fell upon the backs of the horses. They sprang forward at once into a run, in spite ot the rough wood, while Officer Leslie opened fire with a revolver in each hand, and which he had hastily clra wn. A shot came from the rifle, bnt the bullet whistled far above the heads of the officers and their prisoner. If fired at them, it was a wild shot. On sped the team, and the holdup was a miscar-nage. Jesse James had not moved at the clemancl, and the action of Officer Buck. Now, as he saw that the intended holdup was a dismal failure, he said, in his grim way: }.;ew in the holdup business, I guess." ''You seem to know," growled Buck. "I don' t have to be a road agent to know that." ';\Veil, Les lie we got through an ugly scrape, and I hope your shots told on them," called out Buck. 'I had a bead on one fellow, \Yith a reel handker chief over his face, and think I broke his arm," answered Officer Leslie. Then he added: "They were bad bunglers at the holdup business, and-but it is all right," and the detective was silent, while Jesse James looked back at him, the same thought in hi s mind-that he knew who they \Vere that had tried the holdup. The truth wa s that Officer Leslie had seen a man clad in a light gray. suit, jnst snch a one as he had seen Farmer \ Vestcott have on, and he had felt that the farmer had a strong desire to rescue the man who had saved his children. And Farmer vVescott and his young brother were indeed the holdup men. They ridden across the farm to another road, taken it to a position well ahead where it crossed the river highway which the detectives would fol low, and hastily selecting a hiding place, lay in wait. But Officer L esl i e had not thought of the farm e r


THE JESSE J,\MES STORIES. .. 17 w:hen he fired, but the instant after saw the light gray clothes and regretted his s hot. The shot had told for Neel Westcott had fallen, and the farmer sprung fmm cover to the side of the wounded boy. They had n o t intended to fire on the officers, only bluff them into relea sing their prisoner. Fortunately Neel \Vestcott was not mortally wounded, though it was se ri o us, and the farmer ha s tened to get him upon his horse and back home, where the wife lay suffering. The doctor was sent after again, but he was told that Neel had met with an accident. "It's all right. farmer-my month i s closed ; glad it was no worse," and h e "winked the other eye," a nd added: I hope that fellow can be saved, for I can hardly b9lieve he i s the monster we hear so muc h about." CHAPTER XI. BUCK MEETS HTS MATCH. The two detective officers got safely through with their prisoner to the little river town, where they could catch a steamer that would take them a con s iderable distance on their way. They returned the horses and vehicle they had hired, placed the horse of Jesse James in the keeping the stable man, as he could not be carried in the boat that trip and engaged a state-room. They were to be not only with their prisoner, but one of them was to remain handcuffed to him, so there would be no chance of escape. In spite of their wi. shing to keep the fact that Jesse James was their prisoner a secret, there were men who thought they recognized the man, and it leaked out and created Gonsiderable excitement. Officer Buck took the afternoon watch with the prisoner in the stateroom, and the two had nothing to do but sit in silence, for Jesse James was not in clined to talk. There they sat, the right hand of Jesse Jam es handcuffed to the left of Officer Buck and the iron link s connecting the hands about a foot in length. Of-fleer Leslie came in often, a nd had supper brought at nightfall after which h e relieved his com pani-on and said : "Come at twelve to-night, Buck, and relieve me, so we can both get a re s t and sleep." "I'll be on hand promptly," was the answer. And he was. Locking Buck to the pri soner in hi s stead, Leslie went off to his stateroom to go to bed, and all was s ilent. The prisoner had not spoken during the exchange of gn;rcls, and seemed half-asleep. Bnt half-an-hour a fter when all was quiet on the boat, and Buck was nodding, the left fist of Jesse James was swung around like a battering ram, and drove with terrific force up o n the face of the officer. Stunned, yet making a n effort to cry ont, before he could do so, the left hand once more got in its work by clutching the throat of the detective in a grip that no mortal man could unloose. It seemed to crush his into a pulp. The man struggled hard at fir st, bnt in va in. He struck wildly at his prisoner, yet the blows la c ked power. Soon the officer's head fell back, and torrents of blood gushed from his mouth and nose. Releasing his d eadly g rip the prisoner began a hasty search throngh his pockets for the key of the m anacles. He found the key in an inner pocket. Off slipped the handcuff, a nd he was at leas t free from his keeper. Then Jess e James turned to the satc hel on the floor, and into 'Vhich he had seen the officer place his belt of arms. The satchel was locked and unwilling to lose time by hunting for the key he u se d Buck's knife and slit the thick leather. There was the of arms, and it was quickly strapped about his wai s t, while the look about his


THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. face v.:as suc h that it would haYe been a brave man indeed that wou l d have attempted t o bar his way. The officer s o ercoat hung there, and, as h e was a large man, Jesse Jam es drew it on, while, fold ing his own hat out of sight, he put on that of Buck, and appreciated his secret-service badge. Then he opened the door leading out upon the deck of t h e steamboat, l ocked the room from the outside an d stood gazing at the dark banks of the river as the boat swept a long. "Just in time for a landing," he muttered, and he worked r apidly f o r ward almost to the lower deck, and as the gangplank wa s put ashore he walked acros s \Yith seve ral oth e r passengers. Glancing back at t h e upper decks of the b oat, he saw standing there Officer Leslie, plainly revealed by the bright 1ight of th e torches At the same moment he saw a steamer at a land in g a hundred yards away, and quick l y he \Yalked there. He was just in time to get aboar d the .boat, a nd the next m oment was on his way back to the town where the detectives had embarl ed \\ ith him up o n the other boat. CHAPTER XII. 'fHE RESCUERS. L i ttle dreaming o f w hat had taken place 111 the stateroom, wheie he had left hi s companion iro n ed t o his pri sone r Office r Leslie left the deck of the steamer, as it sw un g away fro m the landing, and de c i ded to r etire On its way Sv\'ept the s teamer, until a landing was made a dozen miles below the tow n to get wood at a wood yard. As the crew ran ashor e to load u p with wood, a doz e n m e n came aboard in couples and alone. As it wa s cu s t om al y f.or men to

THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. and I will take you to the head officer, and urge him to yield up a case dead against him. "Name your drinks, gents!' "Solomo n wasn t in it in wisdom with you cap tain. " I take my whi s k y straight, said Frank. The drinks were taken, and the captain and Frank went to stateroom twenty-one. Officer Leslie I wis h to s ee you please," s aid the captain. Les lie h a d tlwown himself down on \he bed, with his clothes on and, e xpecting that Buck was having trouble with his pri soner, he quickly stepped out, and was co vered by Frank' s revolvers ''No danger, s ir if you obey orders "I have poss e ss ion of the captain and the boat, and men enough to hole! it s o y ield up your pri s on e r and all will be well. "Refuse and we will take him ; that is all! So said Frank, and Leslie reali z ed a s the captain had that h e was cleverly C!'!.ugbt. It was a bitter pill for him to swallow and, to get time to think, he sought t o argue, but was cut off with: "Not a moment to cons ider. "Do as I order yon, for I play my cards to win." ''Nothing can b e d o ne M r Leslie ; ladie s and chil dren are on the bo a t and we must yield s aid the captain "If I mu s t, I must. ''You will give me a receipt for my prisoner?" "I will-he can do so himself I think and Frank s miled. ''Lead the way too the pri soner's stateroo m, and lea\'e your weapon s where they are. "If you ,, i s h to save the life of your brother of ficer urge him to make no trouble, said Frank. "Yes, I will go in and talk with him first." ''You will do nothing oi the kind and the do e r opening upon the deck is protected." Leslie sighed and led the way. A knock at number thirteen brought no response. Another knock was answered by a low moan. Les lie started, and the captai11 quicldy took -out his passkey and opened it. The stateroom was lighted, and the scene that those who looked into it beheld made all shudder. There lay Officer Buck upon the floor covered with blood, which had o o zed from his ears and mouth. The man was him s elf but white as death, and too w eak to s p e ak. The pri soner was gone. The c a p t ain held up his hands to check the startled cries. Officer Lesl i e staggered to the door for air, nearlY, swooning, strong a s he in nerve. "This is a wful ," groaned the captain. "Quic k see if there i s a doctor o n board who can care for Buck!" cried Les lie quickly rallying. \V e h av e b ee n anticipat ed. "The pri soner h as helped himself. "The re i s no further ne e d of our remaining. I thank y o u captain and Officer Leslie," and Frank sp o ke quietly and s lowly. The n r a i sing hi s hat, he moti o ned to his men, and m ov ed aw ay ''Yo u will hear fr o m thi s-mark my words cried L eslie whit e as a g ho st. A threaten e d m a n liv es l o ng," a n s w e r e d Frank, a s all halt e d at the bar, for the s cene wa s o ne to un n e rye the stronges t heart. CH '\PTER XIII. THE O UTLAWS AT LARGF,. 'vVit h all hi s iron nerve, Jes se James felt at ease only when the steamboat upon which he had taken pa ssage and refu g e was on her way once more, and the to w n left behind. He v \'ent to the office received a stateroo m to the t own he had left the afternoon before, and then, lighting a cigar, paced up and down the deck, think ing ab out hi s future plan s Accident favored me in getting this boat in the


... 20 THE JESSE-JAMES STORIES. very 1 i ick o f ti me a nd it seems as if fa t e points the way I am to g o I shall keep clo se to-morrow, for there may be some one o n board who m ay kn o w me, and we should arriv e b e fore ten o'cl o ck a s the clerk sa i d we should m a k e but f e w stops. I s hall land at t h e town below, however, and dri v e on, for I w i s h to get to that stable in a different rig from what I h a d o n when I l eft it, and m y hors e I a m cl et ermined to h ave. I mus t get m y h o r se, too, befor e it i s wired all o ver what happe ne d o n tha t boat. O n ce again m ounted, I will make my way to the stronghold a nd keep quiet for a few weeks ." Thus mus ing, a n d having d ec ided on his future ac tions Jes s e James returned t o hi s stateroom, and went to bee!, soon off t o s le e p as though no haunting p h antoms o f a \\eir d pa s t came in his dreams v V h e n h e appear e d at breakfa s t in the morning, he w as un ru ffled, a nd in the coat and ca p of the detect i ve, B u c k w as much changed i n h i s looks, while still w e arin g his s lou c h h a t, ve l vet jacke t and t opboots. \r\The n the b oat la n ded a t the little tuwn five miles b e low where hi s horse was, h e \Yent ashore, sought out a Jew de a ler : n cloth es, and wh e n he l eft the shop, h i s own t hings v.Tapped in a bundl e, he was much ch a nged b y a blue s uit, the d etective's cap and a pair of spe ctacl es Going t o a s t a ble h e hir e d a man to drive him to the pl a c e to w hich h e w i sh ed to g o a nd he was glad to know that the r e vrns n o n ews i n the pl a ce o f ';:hat h a d happened i n the boat. He hir e d a g o o d team, and m a de the man rush the along at a clippin g pace s o soon drew up at the s ta b le At the Jew's stor e he had written something upon a s l ip of paper with a p rinted h ea ding, and which he h ad taken fro m D etecti ve Buck' s v ali s e. He saw the stab l e man, who h a d see n him as a p ris oner in irons, but there wa s no recognition, so good was hi s di s gui s e. "I made a mi s take and got off a t the t ow n below, so had to drive up," he said to the stableman, in explanation, as he handed the paper over to him. The man read the paper aloud: P lease deliver to beare r, Officer James J essup, the horse, saddle and brid l e of the outlaw, and l eft with you until called for. Offic e r J essup will pay t he hi re. Re spec tfully, L ESLIE, Detective Office r "All right, sir, the bill is two doll a r s ; but i s no boat lea ving t o-clay." I am gomg back over the trail Officer Les lie came with hi s prisoner, and on a littl e Secret Service work," was the reply. "Ah!" and the man called to hav e the horse saddled and brought out, while he asked: "Do y o u think they wiil hang that fellow James?" "If they get him a live to the city." "\r\Thich those two men w ill do." \ Vhich those two men will not do, fo r Jesse James escaped," said the daring outl aw, as thoug h it gaYe him real pleasnre to defy all clanger. "Escaped?" cried the man. "Yes." "But where and how?" "He was ironed to Det e ct i v e Buck, an .cl c o nfined in a stateroom; but, in some way ,he k ill e d t he de tective, s o t hat he co u ld free the irons from him a nd e s ca peel. "That is why I am here; to go ove r the track they brought h im, and J e s se Jam es paid the bill. mounted, and rode away. He stopped a t a grocery ancl bought some provi sions, tying them up in the bundle behind his saddle. A m i l e from town h e ate a lunch in a secluded spot, and went on his way, stopping at night at a tavern in a small v illage. He at once saw t hat the t ow n was wild with excitement, and was not l o n g in di scove rin g the cause. A stranger entering the village on horseback had been arrested by t h e constable, who had once seen Jesse J ames, and vowed that he was that terrible man.


THE JESSE JAMES T. 1at he represented J esse James there \\as n o doubt, in s i ze, looks and dress Jesse James knew the man at a glance. He wa s one of his own men. In the band he was known as "Jesse James' Double," and he p rid ed him self upo n his r ese mblance to his chief. Several time s before it had gotten him in t o trouble, but now it began to look ve ry black for him, indeed, f o r a number threatened to hang him then and there. "I must save poor Jack." muttere d Jesse James, for he reali zed the sit uation. "And I will,"' h e acldecl seeming to forget that he needed saving him s elf. Forcing hi s way into the crowd before the tavern, he called out: 'Hold, men! that is not Jes se James; but he looks like him and, more, yot1 h a,e caught the very man I am after. "See! I am a detective officer ' a nd he thre w open his coat and unco \ered a badge. It was the one worn by Detective Buck, and taken by Jesse James. CHAPTER XIV. 1-'0R A COMRADI(S SAKE. "The man i s Jesse James, as I kin take oath: and I wants ther price set o n his head and intends ter git it so ver can't bluff me, mister." The speaker wa s a big, burly fellow who held o n to his prisoner like grim death. The prisoner was a man who h ad b ee n at the tim ber. and one of the executioners o f th e cle tecti\ e spy, Halsey. He s t arted vi s ibly a t the ringing mice of his di s g uised chief penetrated the disgui s e of the clothes, cletecti \ e cap a11d g la sses, and f e lt a g T cat. throb o f hope in his hea r t, a 111on1e11t before so dc;1>J!Hle11t at his capture. He had gone into the v illage to pass the night, and his captor had thought he recognized in him Jesse James and, \\ atched his chance and, catching him o.ff hi s guard, had held him up and made him a pri soner. NO\\' the man felt sa fe, f o r he kn ew that his ch ief wa s playing a b o ld bluff t_o r e l ea s e him. fri end, I a m not p laying a gam e to bluff you, but I tell y o u that your pri soner is no t J esse James but one \\ho shot a m a n some time s inc e in Kan sas, and I ha ,e been on his trac k e\e r s ince and followed him here. "'I am perfectly \Yilling t o pay yo u for wh a t you h a \ e clo n e in taking him bu t h e i s m y man; his name is J ac k Tharley, and I s h all put the irons on him a nd take him 1 Y i t h m e These were bold \1o rds, a nd none of the crowd sought t o di spute the stranger' s claim. save the man \rho s till held his grip on the pri soner He \\'a s t h e b ull y of th e t own, s u spected of being a: crook hirns e li and a dangerous man to bu c k against. Among the things t h a i J esse Jame had taken out of the satch e l o f Detec ti\e Buck were a pair o f st e e l manacles and the k ey to th em. These he now dre w f ro m his pocket, and stepped forw a rd t o p lace th em on t h e bull) 's prisoner w h e n the fello 1\ call ed out: "You keep off, o r ye r 'll g i t inter big trouble." As Jesse J;tme s s till aclvancell, th e crowd swayed out of his pat h and th e bull y cal led out: 'He r e, Jim Boon, yo u hold thi s man, Jess e James. am! I'll soon larn this fre s \ stranger a thing o r two. "'I warn y o u off from interfering \ \ ith a n offi c e r of t h e l a1Y," cried Jesse Jame and others a i d the sa m e, for no one ca red to t hu s treat a n office r in their Y illa'"C. b 1 3llt the man \ \'as furious at fea rin g h e w as t o lose a pri z e. and. co nfid ent in his own st r ength, r u s h e d upon tl1e one \\horn he determined s h o uld soon h a 1e a s k i n f ull of bro k e n b o n es H ow h e did it, th e crowd ( l id not ju s t understand; hu t J esse Ja111es met the attack warde d off t1he blows. se i ze d t he m a n i n hi s g iant g rip de a lt him a stunner in his face th a t m a d e the blood flow and ..


22 THE JESSE JAMES STOR nESo hurle d him to the ground with a forc e that knocked t h e b r eath o u t o f him. "Next tim e y ou attack me I vvarn yo u as an of fice r I will kill you," s aid Jesse J a m es, 'a nd, step ping u p t o the s ide o f J ac k Tha rley he s na pped the s t ee l m a n a cle s up o n h i s w ri sts, sayi n g : "You a re m y game for I h n l d the warrant for y o u 'dea d or a l i v e for murde r "Make a n e ffort t o esca pe and I'll put a bullet through y o u," "I've had all I want of trying to escape I'll t a ke my m e dicine ans wered Jack Tharley, ch iming in to help the p lay o f hi s chief to s ave him. All w e re surprise d at the e a s y m a nn e r in \Yhic h the great l y-fea red bull y o f the v illag e h ad been hounded He g o t to his feet i n a daz ed kind of w ay, silent, s c o w lin g, and, callin g to Jim Boon his pard to fol low him walked a way G oin g t o the tave rn J es se James orde red s u pper for hi mself and priso n e r a n d as k e d \ v h e r e Jac k Thar l ey's h o r s e was T he bu lly h a d t a ken him away wit h him it w a s said A t fir s t J esse J a me s ha d intend e d t o s t ay all ni ght, but h e c h a nged hi s min d a s he de e m e d it b es t to get away vith Tha rl ey an d a lso that by remaining there mi ght b e ne w s sprea d about of his esc ape from the steamboa t. T o his stro n g h o ld known a s the Band i t s Ca s t le, in a most i so l a t e d s p o t on the riv e r it w a s a couple of clays ride, a nd Jesse Jam es w as an x iou s to get there b e fore further trouble When h e a n d Tha rl ey had h a d s upper, it w a s reported th a t the bull y w a s o utside mounted upon the horse h e h a d taken from Tharley, and, with his pard, l}'i m Boo n ha ving filled up on ta1ig lefoot, wa s s e eking trou bl e I want that man," s aid J esse J a mes, and he walk e d out t o where the b ull y and Jim Boon were. I s yo u a lo o kin fer me?" a s k e d the bully. I w i s h to s ay that tha t h o r s e goes with the pri s one r a nd a s an offic e r of the law, I demand him of you "You can git him only one way 'How' s that?" "Come take him ain t that right, Jim?" "It are," promptly r esponded Mr. B o o n and, full o f b a d whi s k y and enthus ias m he g a v e a yell and opened fire o n J esse James The bull y l oo ked hurt tha t Mr. Boon s hould h aYe open e d the ball but qui c kly drew hi s rev olver. If he de s ired to kill there w as n o prod o f th e fact for his b ull e t fle w \Yild, killin g a ye llov v clo g. But J ess e James was qui c k a s a flas h in re t urning the shot, and hi s aim was true and steady. Jim Boon dropped dead while the bull y s purred forward upon Jesse Jam es, firing as he did s o. But, though he wounded Jes se James s lightl y in the arm, c ausing him t o drop his weapon, in a sec o nd o f time the disgui se d outlaw had jerked o u t anoth e r r e vol ve r with his l e ft h and and fired Headl ong from hi s s addle droppe d the bully a d ea d m a n b efo re he struck the ground. C atching the rein of the horse, J e s e Jam es c he c ked him, and a sked quietly: I s there a d o ct o r here?" '"I a m a ph ys ician s ir," said one of the crowd. K indly dress my wound, s ir. This wa s s o o n clone the d octor got a ten-dollar bill for hi s w ork, a nd the n Jess e Jam e s and J ack Thar ley rode a way in t he night, t h e hote l l andl o rd h o ldin g an order O I \ the s ecr e t serv i ce chief o f Kansas City for th e p a y n1ent o f the c os t of burying the two m e n, while a c oroner's jury rendered a verdict o f justifiable h o micide," and a fervent glad of it.'' "Now Jack, I'll relieve you of your bracelets, and we'll pus h o n for t h i s i s a dangerous lo c ality for us n o w ," said Jess e J ames when the two were on their w a y \ V hi c h \Yay, c h ie f?" asked Tha rl ey T o Ban d i t's Cas tle was the stern answer. 0 -IAPTER XV. TRACK E D J ess e J a mes w a s r ight in not rema ining in t h e lit tle villa g e where hi s going had as wa s s o often the case with him left grav e s behind l }ii11. The next morning, jus t a s the more curious of t h e villager s who were g lad to have a break in the hum drum liY e s they led were returning from b u r y ing the


THE JESSE '11\MES STOR!ESo town bully and his shadow, Jim Boon, a message \\'as received, giving an account of the capture and escape of Jes se James, the manner in \Yhich he had gotten off of the steamer, the late boarding of the craft by a number of his b:.tnd at a w oodyard, to res cue him, and that a watch wa s to be kept up to try and find him, or an y member of his band, and run them down. The message went on to sa y th::i. t the rescuers, after leaving the steamer, had diYided their party, but all were known t o be going toward a certain point, doubtless to the secret retreat of the band, \\'here they were \YOnt to rall y at times, upon the orders of their chief. Frank James it was s aid. had le

I THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. T he main building w as larger, had bunks around the side a l arge fireplace, tables and vwapons of all kinds around the walls. Half-a-hundred men could be hous ed there. ear it, and w ithin the s t ockade, was a storehouse, for e xtra w ::apo ns, ammunition and provi sions. All about t h e ca s tl e there wa s fine grazing Janel for the horses th e latter al s o having quarters within the stockade when necessary to bring them in for fear of a n attack. It was to this strong h o ld that the Jes se James b a nd m a de th ejr w a y after their l a te raid. Some had be e n given money and orders to take to the castle a fine supply of pl'Ovisions, liquors and cigars for the ''jubilee, \vhich Jesse James said they should hold there to celebrate their big haul of treasure, and to open their new retreat as an abiding place. T he m e n h a d arriv ed and at once b egun work to g e t th e c as tl e re a dy for the jubile e A l a r g e tree sheltered the place, and beneath it the affair vvas to be held for there wa s a large spring, thoug h it w a s n o t expected th a t much water would b e u s ed on the occa s ion. One by o ne, t w o by two, the men began to arri\e until all of the band had arriY ed save three. T ho s e w e re J ess e James, Frank James and Jack Th;irl ey A s the men w ere getting anxious about their de l ay i n coming, o n e aft ernoo n a shout was hear d and th e three lookedfor o ne s rode up to the castle. J e. se had met his brother a few miles back only. and l e a rned from him of the attempted rescue, and both t a lk ed o f all th a t bad happe ned s ince they had parted. \ V e will have our jubilee. men and a grand one, but th e n we ha v e got to prepare for a fight. .or I learned as I came a lo n g the w ood that a large force i s on it s wa y here to attack u s A fter our jubilee I will go out with Frank and half-a-dozen men on fast horses to s ee about pla cing s entinel s on an outer line about the castle." So sa id Jess e James, and the men greeted his words with a che e r for they f e lt that he was not going to fly, but to fight. But the more he thought over the matter the more he was con v inced that it should be business before plea sLJre, an

Tf-jE J E S S E JAM ES STORIES. 25 It was a bitter blow to the a ssailants to lose their leadei:, the sheriff but the force in the rear was commanded by Detective Leslie for he had come rapidly on to be in at the death, and all felt that he was one to be relied upon A s night wa s coming on, Officer Leslie at once ordered the Bandit's Ca s tle to be surrounded, and the men to camp about it and besiege it. Thi s was clone and for their j u bilee the bandits of the castl e found that it was a fight for their lives. But all felt perfect confidence in their leader, daring and stern chief who had s aid cheerily: "Ther e shall be no gallows for us, boys CHAPTER XVII. CONCLUSION. For a week the s i ege of Bandit's Castle had la s ted The dead were buried at night. Officer Les lie had sent couriers more men, and for provi s ion s t o be reeeived at the ne arest farms. The bandits s aw that b y night their foes had erected s afe little forts nearer and nearer to the cas tie. Their food and ammunition could not last much longer. All looked to their chief. They saw that' he had decided upon some plan. To their surprise t h ey saw h i m raise a1 white flag on the tower. A man came forward bearing a wh ite flag. I wis h to arrange terms w ith your leader. ''I, will meet him on the field, and unarmed,'' called Jesse James The man returned, and soon Officer Leslie ap proached, and alone. He was in hi s shirt s lee v es and appeared to be unarmed. "Look out for treachery, Jesse." "Not friom that man, Frank. 'He is as square as t h ey make 'em, wa s t h e an s wer and Jess e James, also without his coat, walked out to mee t th e detective chief. They talked together for an hour, and then parted. "Vil el l boys I surrender the Bandit s Castle at sunrise in the morning," was what Jes s e James said. Not a man spoke. Nigh t fell and the oices of the bandits were heard in song, and the music of violin, flute and guitars came to t he ears of their foes. Then all was sil e n t. The pla i ntive notes of a bugle so unded: "Lights out!" :;v1orning dawned, and a s the sun appeared Officer Les lie signaled the Bandit's Castle. There was no re s ponse. He went forward under the flag of truce, alone. The stockade gate was easi l y opened. He called to his men: "The place is deserted!" They advanced cauti ousl y fearing a t rap. But no shots came. The castle was deserted. There were h alf-a-dozen new-made graves-th e dead, b u t no l iving man of the ba nd. A quick search by Officer Leslie revea led a dark tunnel way in the storehous e Following it with torches, they were led for a quarterof-an-hour. throug h an underground, nar row pas sage, ju s t large enough for a h o r s e to p as s t hrough. H o r s e s and m e n had gone that wa y The bandits had planned their castle well. The t u nnel had cut to the ri ver, opening from a cliff of clay. From there t h ey had entered the river and s wum their h o r ses clown stream to safety. They had a full night's start. Later it w a s found that the band had scattered. Jes se James and his band had escaped. * * * Mrs \iVestcott the farmer's wife a nd N ed the b rother, reco vered from their wounds But Mrs. \ V e s tc ott w o r e a n empty sleeve, a s h e r arm had to be cut off. In spite of the r i sing of th e c ountry peop l e agai n s t J esse James ai1d his band he and hi s men es c ap ed, and Officer Leslie, who s till kept upon hi s track, next heard o f th e m f a r a wa y from the scenes that had knom1 the m s till s eekin g gold at t h e mu z zle of a rev o lver. THE END. Next week s i ss ue of thi s \t\ eekly, No. 50 will con tain "Jesse Jam e s' Double Duel ; or, The Price of a Life. A rattling s tory, boys-one of the wildest episode s of a wil d life.


Clang! The gong has rung for the las t round. Get up out of your corner and square off for action. The contest is drawing toward a close. Get in quick, or you'll be too late. It's been a great contest. Don't let it be of you that you did n o t enter it. Here are a few stories full of snap and dash, written by boys who can write and b ox, too A fair fight. ( By Ch as. Barrie, Pe1rns y lv ania.) Never was there a mo r e quiet l.Jo y thau Jac k Kame I was in the same room with him in s chool and I ought to know. There was also a bully in ot1r room Harry Sprat by na m e Oue day h e wrote a uote across the room c alli11g Jack names. Jack pro m p t ly t old the t eac her aud Harry wa'i expelled. Afte r s c h o ol Jack fon nd Harry waiting for him, and after a l o t of t alking ( for Jack did n o t w ant t o fight) they agreed to s ettle it w ith fist s. They d i d not box iu rounds bu t jt1st kept it up ti l l one wa licked. A t the start off Harry landed on Jac k s no s e and cat1s ed i t to bleed. Bllt when he ru shed a gain Jack si d e -s t epped a nd l a11de d between Harry's eyes, g iv i n g him a pair of black one s. Now Jack seeme d mad, and t1percllt on Harry's jaw so hard he knocke d h i m d o \\'n. Wllen Harry got u p Jack threw a ri ght-hand jolt into Harry's ri bs Jack again rus h e d bu t Harry tapped him on t he no s e T h e n Jac k rushed and \\'hen be got 11ear Harr y h e stepped a side a nd swung on Harry's eye, clos i n g i t up. T h is \\as the encl o f the fight and Jack K o m e wo n. Jimmy Simister vs .. lohn H. Johnson. ( By JC'sep h King, Pa.) Round I.-The m e n sparred for an ope11i11g, Simis t e r made a l eft l ead for the j a w but mi sse d. John Henry came in with both fists for the body but the blow being blocked did little damage. J im poked ont his right for the s toma c h a nd lauded fai r and clean. The bl ow stagg e red Johnso n, a11d h e came in ri ght and l eft. In the mixup that fo ll owed S imi ster was for ced to the ropes Simis t e r made a l e ft hook for jaw aml forced h is oppo-nent to the center of the ring. Little else was clone in this round. Round IL-Simis t e r came in fresh and landed lightly on John Henry' s wiud. They both sparred for a mo ment. Simister rushed with right and l e ft to the face. John Henry landed li ghtly on the h ea d in return. Simister rushed again, John Henry bugging him for protection. Simister landed a left-hander to the r ibs. John Heury answering by a crashing right-hand hook to the jaw. Simister staggered and received two more, one on the wind, the other on the b eact. Simister clinched. Both sparred for a mom ent. Johuso n sent a l eft-hander to the face but was blocked. Simister rnshed. Again John Henry hugged him to avoid the whirlwind. Simister rushed again, but was repelle d by a stiff lefthande r to the mouth. Simister aimed a neat left-hander to jaw. Round III.-Johu Remy landed a right-hand hook to the nose Simister clin c hed; JolJH Henry rushed right and left to the face, and added another to the ribs. Sim i s t e r rnshecl, bnt fail e d to la11d. John Henry landed a left hook to the face by way of a reminder. Simister rus h ed, bnt did little damage. Simister clinched and began hugging his man. John Henry landed a stiff ri ght-hander to the jaw. Simister again hugged. Simister was failing fast. John Henry led a s tiff reminder to the heart. Simister \\'eakening. John Henry led an awful right-hand hook. In the mix u p that followed Simister rec eived a crash ing left-hander in the jaw, and fell like a log. He took the count. The rest of this round was of uo importance. Round IV.-Both men came in tired in this round and little work was done until the latter part. Simister l e d to the face but. miss ed; Johu Hemy l an ded a right-hai1der to the jaw, which told. Simister rushed aud 111 isse::l. The y cl i nch ed J oh11 He my here


THE JESSE J/\MES STORIES. 27 began to weaken. Simister rushed again, forcing his opponent to the ropes. They clinched. John Henry landed lightly on the jaw. Simister in the mixup that followed pushed his man under the ropes. John Henry was up and over the ropes in a jiffy. Round V.-John Henry led a left-hand jab to the witid, but failed to land. They clinched. Simister led for the jaw, followed by a left to the wind. John Henry resented by a right-hand swing to the bod y They sparred for wiud. John Henry rushed, landing repeatedly on the face and body. They clinched. Simister landed lightly on the head. John Henry led a terrific right-hand swing which was cleverly ducked. This round ended with both men sparring for wind. Round VI.-The men shook hands. '!'hey sparred for a moment for an opening. (Both mencame in in this round with the intention of winning.) Simister led for the jaw, and was answered by a left-hand hook to the wind. Simister rushed, but was cleverly blocked by a stiff right-hander. They clinched. This was followed by a lively mixup, both men landing repeatedly on the face and body. Johnson led for the head, which was blocked. Simister rushed his man to the ropes They clinched. John Henry rushed this time and staggered Simister with a left-hand jab. Simister resented with a wild swing to the body. They clinched. Both men fought like tigers in this part of the round, John Henry doing some lively footwork. Simister made a successful rush, which dazed his opponent for a second. But not for long, as John Henry soon rushed and landed repeat edly on face and head. Simister feinted and missed a good left-hand jab. Both men clinched. John Henry landed a good right-hand hook to the face. I\ Lively Bout. (By Fred Potts, Ohio.) Round I.-Men shake hands. Step lively, cool down. Brown rushes and lands right on win d. left on head. Smith lands a right on b cdy and the y clinch. Smith rushes, but is blocked and receives a right jolt on the jaw that staggers him. Brown motions with left. Smith ducks and receiv e s a stiff right uppercut on the nose. Smith lands right on ribs. Brown makes sev eral quick motions, landing right on jaw and left on ear. Smith lands right on ribs and left on jaw. Brown rusbes Smith to side of the house reversing right from fac e to ribs. Smith lands left on wind. Clinch. Smith right on eye. Bell rings. Round IL-Brown lands a stiff right on jaw and uppercuts with l e ft. Smith lands a hard left on stomach. Clinch. Smith lands right on ear. Brown lands right and left on body. Clinch. Now comes a slugging match, in which each receive several hard on e s. Cautioned by referee. Brown lands right and left on body and is away before Smith can land bis vicious swings. They again mix things up. In the mix-up, Smith got his head under Brown's left arm and Brown sends his right around his back and lands a stiff one on nose. Clinch. Smith lands left on ear. They are slugging away when bell rings. Round III.-Cautioned by referee. Shake hands. Smith rnshes, lan d s right on body. Bro w n lands lef t on ribs, reversing it to jaw Clinch. Smith lauds left ou ea r. He rushes and receives a right jab on jaw that staggers h i m Bro w n r ever s es b oth bands lands four blows in rapid succ ession t w o on body. and t w o on he a d, one on ea c h ear. Smith uppercuts with right and jabs w ith left, landing both. Cl inch. C o ol do w n. Smith lands ldt on stomac h and tries to reverse it, but is staggered by a right; ho o k on jaw. Cl inch. After a fe w motions they begiil to laud stiff ones again. Brown lands a stiff left on eye and follo w s it up with a right on jaw. Sm ith hooks w ith left and jabs with right, landing t w o on body that f e aze Brown. Clinch. Sparring when bell rings Shake b ands and begin to talk. Punishing a Brute. (By Danny Borsnan, N. Y.) "Let that woman alone, you brute!" This wa s the sharp command of a young man of about twenty, as he faced a large, broad-shouldered man who was beating a weak-looking little woman in one of the side streets of bu s y New York City. The man he addressed glared at him and then raised his hand as if he would again strike her, but before it could fall the young fellow stepped quickly forw ard aud planted his right fist under the bully's jaw, knock ing him into the gutter and then stood calmly by waiting for him to get up. He did not have to wait Jong, however, for with a howl of ra g e the bully leaped to his feet and with hi s head down and his fists flying like flails he rushe d straight at the young fellow. who stepped calmly aside and Jet him have a stunning left band uppercut under the jaw. The bully gave a dizzy lurch to one side and fell face downward ou the pavement, but he sa t up in a moment and glanced around in a dazed sor t of way until his eyes rested on his youthful antagonist. Then all seemed to come back to him, for with a bel low of rage, he rushed forward, swinging his left fis t back as be did so, and then letting drive straight at the young man's face. His opponent ducked swiftly, givin g his body a swing to the left as be did so, and hand in g his left fist in the bully's solar plexus. The bully's knees bent under him, his arms dropped to his side, and with a gasp he fell full len gth on the ground completely knocked out. The young man then walked off amid the cheers of the spectators, while one of the bully's friends was trying to briug him tG. I\ Fight Against Odds. J ( By Eddie Kelly, Ill.) When Ch a rles Ashton entered the boxing tournament of the Seneca Athletic Club of Seneca, Ill., he had little hope of coming out a winner. He had considerable skill as a boxer; but many of the contestants were older and stronger boys, and it looked as if Charles had not much of a chance. His first two bouts he put his opponent away with ease. His third bout was much harder than any other. His opponent was Pete Cleson, a boy who had easily de-


" 28 THE JESSE JAMES STORIES. feated a l l his oppo1fent:; Lut H e was several years older and weig h e d forty 'pouud. m o re. He could hit a powerful blow. When the e\ eniug of the con t es t arri\ecl Cliarks was nervous and sick at heart. "I have n o cha11ce to \\'in," h e sa id to 111e a s I acted a s his seco nd. ' P e t e is oo much stronger o lder, heavier thau I. Bis r each i s l o11g e r, ancl I s uppose I will not touch him." "Keep u p a good h eart, said I slappiug him on the : back. "Keep c ool and you' ll beat him. He always lose s 1 1 i s temper, af1cl the n you will be stire t o beat hiin. H e will fighhYil d l y and he will forget to guar d his body." C h a rl es h a d plenty of cournge. He thoug h t o \ e r what I told him, a11d said h e \Yould r e m emLe r When the be ll ra n g for the bo u t to comme nc e he fac e d h is b i g opponent with a confident smile on his face. Round I.--Pete m a d e a w ild ru s h a t Charle;. Charles aYoi ded. almost every b l ow. He was fin a lly dri\'en t o the ropes and fell t o h is k11 e s Every one thou ght that Charle s was already knocke d out. He arose ho1Yever. He the same confid ent smile. Pete made a s eco n d rush. lrnt Charles s idestepped and plante d his right fis t ou his oppoueut' s nose and the l e ft t o the jaw. Pete started 11p ai;d n ea rl y f e ll back while the spectators yell ed with excitement Non \Yas a chanc e. Pete was too much bewildered t o defend himse lf Charles darted i'n aud raiued b low afte r b low on his breast aud h ecid. Round II.-Pet e rnacle a rus h. Charles sidestepp_ ed and plauted a left 011 his oppoueut's nos e and a right to his e yes. Cha rles ducked a ri ght swing a11d planted one on his nos e tha t brought the fir s t b l oo d. Blinded, Pete s t aggered around t l 1 e ring trying t o avoi d the s t i11ging blows that l anded 011 his aucl Locly Charles lande d one on hi s e ye. P ete is k n ocke d down; he i s up agai11 ; but Charie s l a nded a left to the point of his chin, and h e went do\Nll and was co1111ted out b y the refer e e Charles i s t h e champion o f our town. The Contest for an J\pp !e. ( B y F r ed H a b e l C 011u.) One day there was a crowd o f b oys o n tlic sid-= o f an a lley. Another b oy fro m the wiudo w o f a h o u se thre w a u appl e d own. A b o y canght it, but a nother boy wrenched it from h i s baud aud would n o t give it b ack. So one b oy said: ''Will you fig h t it out, and l e t the victor hav e the appl e?" The y g o t iu the ring. One of the boys was Frank Steelma n thirteen years old, and the othe r was Walte r F i s k fourtee u years old. Walte r rus h e d int o Frauk, but the l atter gua rded off all the blows, and the n gave him a u uppercu t which put him out fo r a while, but h e r os e up aga in a n d then gave him a half-arm j olt aud then struc k liirn in the stomac h Frauk, who was smaller, could not reach him, but as h e saw his oppo n e11t lower his arm s he rushed in and struck blow after b low on his fac e Bl o w s fell o n n early e v ery p art o f his fa ce The n Waltu pluc k e d up courage and rus h e d agaiu. But Frauk s l t ppecl sideways so quickly that \\':-ilter f e ll clown. Walter va s wild with rage, and risi n g struck Frank iu the c hest, knockin g him dow11. In a 111inut e Frank was ou his feet agaiu. He rushed at his o p po n en.t while his fists shot out like a machine. This ca used Walter to fall on his knees. H e arose again uul1urt, and made a pretense t o hit him in the nose but struck Frank in the wind. Frank then aimed a bl o w at his h ea d, but strnc k him i11 tlte shoulder. Walte r the n strnck !'ran k in the stomach knocking hi s wi11d 011t for a minute. but h e did not stop, but rus h e d a t W alter, who did n o t g u ard the blows and f e ll back 1 amid the shouts o f the boys Frank got the apple and was the c hampion fighter of the whole :otreet. An Ev.ening's Ente.,-tainment. (By Cliff Doty.) There was a favorite place\'\ lti c h our cro\ \ d got in the l iabi t o f going to i n t ile evenings to pass away the time. \\'e h a d a pair of boxing glove s and would get a crowd of rneH i11 and the n would fight for the championship. There \Ye1e three parties t ha t took part in this boxin g matc h Joh11 Barnes, Glen Leonard aud Ross Smith. John challenge d Glen. Of course, the challe nge was accepted. I They stepped 011t in the ring. / The first blow John gave Glen he \ms through, for j lie w ent off with a bloody nose. I Ross Smith was a friend of Glen's, and so Ross challen ged John to fight. The challeng e was accepted. The two got ready and came together. One could t e ll it would be a toug h boxing matc h Ross !tit John in the eye the fir s t thing T h en Callie John's time. He hit Ross on the cheek a har d blow. It went on tha t way about ten minutes, then John was knocked out. The last b low was s o hard on the eud of the nose that I never heard o f J ohn havin g 011 boxing gloves after that. A Draw. (By Harry Tay l o r, Mass.) I was a witness of a boxi11g bout tha t was held in the Weeden Toy Factory one u oo n time The contestants h a d no regard for each other's face, and they had a pretty warm time. They shook hauds and squared off. Their names were Manuel Hicks and Freel Long. After fooling with Long, Hicks swung ou the side of his jaw and nearly knocke d Long dow11. The n Long l e d out with his right for t h e jaw a11d receive d a stiff punch between the e yes which neally blinded him. Then Long took more care of his face. He led 011t with an uppercut which failed to !;;111d and just e scaped receivi_ng a punch which, if it had landed, would have fioored ltim. He gave Hicks one which the breath out of h i m and followed it u p with a u uppercut which sent


T H E JESSE JAMES STORIES. 29 t h e ti m e k e ep e r said t h e time was I Box ing Contes t Now Running This j u s t s a v ed Hicks The n the m e n c h e e r e d for Long but t h e y didn't cheer I long when H i c k s got a t him a gain. Hicks m a d e a b luff to strike out a n d L on g t oo k t he b ai t and made a heavy s wing onl y t o m iss and r ecei v e o n e i n b a c k of the ear that put him 011 th e floor for s i x s ec onds. A t the e 1 ; d of t h a t time h e got u p feeling ba d. He made a swing a t H icks wbicb w a s easi l y ducked and got a l e ft h a nd e d j olt that jarre d his s l a t s for a minute. T h e n H i ck s n oticed tha t L ong w a s g e t t ing tire d an d gave him a sola r p lexus b l o w to wake him u p which nearly put hi m t o sleep Lon g g a ve Hicks a blow o n the side o f the neck that stagger e d him, and gav e him a n o th e r t h e heart tha t s en t h im b a ck t o the door. T h a t was the en d of the second round. A t the c ommen c e m ent o f the third round Hicks made a number of attempt s to r e ac h L o ng's fac e but without effe c t but Lo n g go t o n e i n return b e t w e e n the e ye s The n Long gave h im a n uppe r c u t a nd a b l ow o ve r the h e art tha t made h i m s ick Then H icks b lacked L o ng's e y e and i t was all o ver. It was c a ll e d a draw I\ Fight B etween Two Club Leaders. (By W m. J o r d an, N C. ) Round I.-They ente r ed th e ri n g am id shouting and c h eering The r e f e re e c a ll ed t i me. The y me t e a c h othe r i n the m id dl e, s h o o k h a nd s a nd b oth s ee m e d t o b e afrai d of the other; b u t aft e r they had s t o od there a while T o m hit a t Geo r g e but h e. Geor g e f e ll on hi s knees an d w h e n h e s t a r t e d t o r i se T o m h i t h i m on h i s s h oul ders. T h e n Georg e rose a n d hit a t Tom, Tom ducke d it, a nd gave Georg e a u u pperc u t tha t s tagger ed him. Refer e e c a ll ed t ime. l{ound II.-'rhey met, s h ook h an d s ; the ref e r e e c a ll ed tim e G eor g e gave Tom a g o o d o n e o n the j a w. T o m rus h e d and t he n the y clinc hed. T h e r e f e r ee h ad t o part the m. The n Tom gave Geo r g e o n e o n the nos e t ha t knock ed him out. Tom go t t w o p a i r s of boxing g l o ves as a priz e. LETTER FROM A PRIZE W I NNER. Here's a l ette r from Ro y L. T ow n se nd who w on a magi c lan t ern i n the l as t J es s e J a m es contest. H e likes it and we are glad to hea r tha t h e doe s. Congratulations to him o n h i s success FREEPORT, M e. Messrs. Street & SmithGentleme n : I recei v ed your letter and w a s very much surp ri se d as w ell as p l ea sed to learn tha t I h a d w o n a prize. I r eceiv e d my m agic l ante rn and I think it is a dandy, as I ha v e alrea d y tried i t Than ki n g yo u very much for th e priz e, I am, Yours truly, February 2 4, 1 9 0 2. Rav L. Tow N SEN D. SEVENTEEN PRIZES TWO SPALDIN G PUNCfrUNG BAGS C O MPLETE FIRST-CLASS . --OUTFIT FIFTEEN SPAL D ING BOX ING G L O V ES SETS OF .-. .... ...... ..... The two boys who write the best storie s will each r e ceive a Spalding HExperl1 Punching Bag, t nade of finest selected NRpa tan l eather. 'fhe workmanship is the satne as in the Fitzsi1nmons special bag. Double .. s titched, welted seams, r e -inforced one-piece top. Best q uality Para r u b ber bladder. A n extreme!)' durable and li,ely bag, and carefully selected befor e packin g Each bag complete in box with bladder rubber cord fo r floor and r o\>e for ceiling attachment. The four nex t best stories will w i n for the i r w nter s sets of Spalding regulatio n s oz. boxing gloves. TWO PAIRS OF C LOVES TO EACH SET. Made after t h e Corbett pattern of soft craven tan leat her, well-pa,...., well-known amateurs. I f y o u shoul d not win a prize yon stand a cha nce o f seeing your story and n an1e i n print, any,vay. To becom e a contestant you must cut out the Boxing C ontest C oupon on this page, fill it out properlv, a n d sent i t t o JESSE J A llI E S WEE _' LY, 2 3 8 \ Villiain Street, New York C ity, together wit h your articl e No c ontr i bution without this c o upon will b e considere d Com e alon g boys, and m a k e things hum. THI S CONTEST CLOSES MAY 1, 1902. COUPON. JESSE JAME S WEEl

I I ADVENTURES. You will always find here some thrilling story-perhaps a hairbreadth escape by sea, or a dare-devil advent ure on land. They are from the pens of the best writers of exciting stories in the world-veteran hunters, Indian fighters a nd border men, scouts, soldiers and sailors-men whose lives have been spent in facing danger of all sorts in all parts of the world. They have written a collection of the finest stories that have ever bun told. They knew how to do it, for they are thor-0ughly familiar with the scenes they write about. THE PERIL. Bv CHESTER F. BAIRD. One of the most r e li able trainmen on the B. and 0. road a t oue time was Dennis Ca se y. Dennis is of Iris h extraction, as hi s name d enotes-a great, good-humore d fellow, as full of fun as a Florida swamp is full of mo s quitoes, but as good and trustworthy a brakeman as ever '' pack:ed a box" or "cranked" on a n y road. The amus in g adventures, and hairbreadth e r capes of Dennis would fill a volume ; and as he is a fair sample of many trusty men holding like positions, a few incidents in his career may be of interest to our readers When he was first taken on as ''extra man'' he was a green bo y not long from the ' ould sod,'' and not muc h confid e nce was placed in him by his conductor. But it was not l ong before his faithful attention to duty his unvaried &'Ood humor and quickness in learning, brought him into favorabl e notice, and he was taken on as permanent brakeman. One dark he was seut out from a way station to fla&' the express His couductor followed him around the curve to watch how he performed his duty, it being his first time with a flag. A few rod s fr o m where Denuis stationed hims elf with his red light wa s a swamp cov e red with' a dense growth of briers and bushes, and peopled with countles s thousands of frogs-croaking fro g s whistling frog s talking fro g s in fact, fro g s of all kinds. Now, Deunis' credulous mind wa s filled with the'' wind'' the boys bad g iven him about train-robbers, desperadoes and ghosts who haunted t!1e vicinity of the road, and wheu be stopped aud stood lamp in hand, watching up the track for the gleam of the he a dli ght of the engine be was to flag h e was somewhat startled to hear, in deep s epulchral tones, ''Who a r e you? who are you ?"-coming from the roadside. His answer \Vas ready, though. "I'm Buddy Mitchell' s hind brakeman, sur." ''What do you want? What do you want?'' came in a peremptory v oice from the swamp close at hand. "Sure, s11r, I m sint ont to flag Number 'rin," an swered Dennis. The echo of his voice had scarcely died away when be was startled into a full sens e of his peril by many rou g h voices exclaiming: 'Shoot him! shoot him! accompanied by the splashing of wate r and rustling of bushes. Fo11 au iustant Deunis wa s 'taken a ll aback,'' and retre ated in g ood order a half-do z en car len gths. Then "bis Irish kim up, and flourishin g his lamp, he swore: "By all the powers o' Mall killie's lon g -tailed cat! I ll stay here and flag Number Tin in spite o' all the robbers an' ghosts in Al1).eriky The sound of the conductor's laughter was drowned by the whistle of ''Number Tin," and Dennis flag g ed her in g ood style; but he has n ever heard the la s t of his ghostly adventure with the frogs. "To the divil with such animals as frogs," says Dennis. "Ameriky needs a St. Patrick to drive them into the say." Dennis' call for the serv ices of St. Patrick in ''Amer iky" was louder than ever when he had his next adventure with ''riptyles.'' He was on night freight, and a wild stormy ni ght it wa s, dark as pitch. and a cold, driving rain falling ste adily. When they side-tracked at Blackhand for the express, the probabilities were that 'they would have to wait for s o me time, as 11he was reported late when they passed the last telegraph station. As they were in out of her wa y the boys were inclined to take their ease The engine being too hot for Dennis who was braking ahead, he found a box-car, the door of which was fasten e d without being locked. Pushing it open and holding up his lamp, he saw that it was only partially filled with boxes and barrels, leaving abundance of room for him to take a little snooze, and be right on hand when the expres s roused him up in passing He crawled in closed the door to kee p out the rain, and pulling down a coupie of boxes, stretched him se lf thereon, and was soon dreaming of "the girls of Kil kenny" at Donnybrook Fair. ''How long I had been aslape I don't know, says Dennis. ''I was dream in' av the dear ould home acrass the says, an' me darlint KathlCen Avoumeeu, whi11 I was wakened by somethin' crawlin' over me legs. I lis tened an' heerd a-schrapin' nise on the floor an' a-hissin'. 'Fwhat the di vii,' says I, 'is that? Mebby there's g e e s e in one o' the boxes.' Heerin' the schrapin' an' hissin' still. I riz up, an' fwhat did I see? Why, two av the biggest snakes I ever heerd on, a-racin' roun' the floor, an' pokin' their bloody snouts up at me At fursht I thought they kim from the moind, loike they do to thim who drink too much 'Loiihtnin' John.' But I dou't drink, an' I soon made up me moind that the divil was to pay. The box I was on was close to the door, an' widout waitin' fur me lamp I opened it, an' joomped oilt into the rain, an' ran for the ingine. Av coorse I yelled, an' me hair stood up on end, loike the hair on thim divilish porkypines fur I was sure the varmints was afther me "The ingineer an' fireman called the conducthor, an' they wint to the car an' crawled carefully up, an' sure enough there the y saw e m. The y hadn't kim aroun' the boxes yit, or they'd av jooruped out. The conducthor had a bill for 'em. They belonged to Barnum, av coorse,


THE JESSE Jf\MES STOR IES 8:1 or they wouldn' t av been gettin' up' a uew sensation' on the thrain. They had be e n l ef t b e h oi u d wh in the aui111ah; was shipped the day afore. The c ond u cthor shut the door quick enough, I t e ll ye, l eavin' me lamp for the benefit o' thei r snakeships, who were captured by the menagerie min the nix t d ay I don't s e e the sinse o' sich blood y riptyle s, anyway I Fwhat with frogs, an' shnakes, a p oor divil bas no pa ce a\' h is l o if e i n Ameriky. The blissid St. Patrick wo uld make short orrnk a v thim, if he was here." As time roll e d by, Deuuis h ad 110 mo re advent ures with "riptyle s," aud-as has b ee n said-became one of mo s t trus t y brakeme n on the road. His la s t adventure, how eve r c::ime n ea r co sting him bis life, a nd brought his name t o the notice o f the company, who have provided for him for bis faithfulne ss and devotion to duty. Dennis' c o n d u c t o r h ad come t o trus t him with a fla g as soon as be would a n y man on the road, and when on e cold, snowy night in midwinter, it became nece ssary to flag the night express at Ple a sant Valley, be was sent back around the curve, with red light and torpedo es. just around the curve is a high truss -bridge over a ravine. In the darkn ess and confused as t o the whereabouts of the bridge, by the blinding s now driving in h is face, Dennis walked on to it, s lipped, aud before he could make an effort to save himse lf, fell throug h to the ground b e low, a distance of full fift y f eet. The drift of snow under the bridge broke the for ce of the fall, el se h e had been killed As it was, one leg was bro ke n in two places, and the ankle of the other di s l ocate d. When he realized his situatio n, h is first thought was that be could neve r get out without assistance, and h e call e d loudly many times. But the echo of his voice died a way ere re ac hin g the top of the ravine Bu t g re a t h e :l\'ens the expr e ss! The thought caused him to s tart forward, and b e f e ll with a ye ll of a go n y But s e t t ing hi s t e eth in bis q u iv ering lip s lie d etermined t o r eac h the track above or die in the attempt. A doz en tin1e s h e sa n k ex ha used; but his i n domitab le will c arried him through, and when he reache d the side of the track, the h eadlight of the express was not a mile d is t ant. Be crawled a lon g, and w i t h tre m b lin g, free z in g hauds, all cut a ud bruised, fast ened bis t o r pe d oe s t o the rail s and sank back utterly exha u s t e d He, lnckily, la y 011 the right side, and at the fir s t sound of a t orped o the engiuee r Jo9ked down and saw him, co ve red with snow. The train \ms stopped, l)ennis was taken on inseusi ble, a nd t end e rl y care d for until they r eache d Zan e sville, wherehis broken limbs were set, and he was nurse d back into health again But his active railroad days were gone forever. H i s hands and feet were so fr oze n tha t it was found n ecessary to amputate several of his fingers and toes, and poor Dennis i s a cripple for,Jife. But the compauy appreciated his services on that terrible night, and now he holds a position on the ro ad, the duties o f which are light and easy, and his app0i11t m ent reads-for life . ""'t $1 to s1!c k them o n.DoiofD :i rat C ork t o blaclr:tn 0 up, Ir.i..Rub bcr MoutL. teeth 1ecre t !: appar11otU1 f or pe r for ming l tb eg-r3at nni1hingha l f dollar tr kk.'Ihb big otrer 1:1y ms. ut';;ot p l11.y11,wi ;a,trfoks&ag ta. lat.eetno el t l e!.!! JOU H\1 thl11 :in 1.nd I will a l&0 put ln 11, fltiuy GOLD p lafo bger ll.l..oil REE ,1en d s ize. Addrcs!JChu.a.M :mh:i.11, Mfr .,Loc kport ,N Y. BASEBALL'S THE THING! GET INTO 1rHE GAME BOYS! Don't Rea.di:m.....u.g FRANK MERRI ELL'S Latest and Best Story which commences in Boys of Atnerica No. 3 f out April 17th, ne xt. entitled The Record=Breakers of the Diamond: OR, THE ALL-STARS' BASEBALL TOUR. A Rattling Tale of the All-Star Athletic Club's Adventures On and Off the Few tal e s have met with t he enthusiastic approval that greeted Frank Merriwell's great story, "The All-St a r Athletic Club; or The Boys Who C o uldn't Be Downed," that appeared recently in BOYS OF AMERICA. "Tell us more of the All-S tars" was the cry of tho usan d s of readers as that crack-a-jack story drew to its close. This, F ran k M e rriwe!I ha s done in his new bas eba!I s tory, "The Record-Breakus of t h e Diamond." The All-Stars' e xciting bauba ll g ames, their varied adventures, the suspe ct e d treachery cf one of th e ir memb e r s etc., etc., go to make this t a le the banner s tory cf th e yelr. Will y o u miss it? Be sure to get No. 31, BOYS O F AMERICA, conta ining the opening installment of this rattling baseball story, exclusively far BOYS O F AMERICA by Frank !11erriwell, the Celeb rated Yale Atfllete. Th!s numbel' w ill be on sak at all n ewsdealers on and after Thur:.:i:iy, April J7th next.


JESSE JAMES STORIES. (LARGE SIZE.) l The Best Stories Published of the Famous Western Outlaw. I 't,, 12-Jesse James' Close Call; or, The Outlaw's Last Rally in Southern 'Wyoming. 13-Jesse James in Chicago; or, The Bandit King's Bold Play. 14-Jesse J a me s in New Orleans; or, The Man in the Black Domino 115-J esse James Signal Code; or, The Outlaw Gang's Desperate Strategy. 116-Jesse James on the Mississippi; or, The Duel at Midnight. I 7-J esse James' Cave; o r, The Secret of the Dead. 118-The James Boys in St. Lonis; or, The Mysteries of a Great City. 19-Jess e James at Bay; or, The Train Robbers' Trail. 20-Jesse James in Disguise; or, The Missouri Outlaw as a Showman. 21-Jesse James' Feud with the Elkins Gang; or, The Band it's Revenge. 22-J esse J am es' C h ase Through Tennessee; or, Tracked by Bloodhounds. 23-Jesse James In Deadwood; or, The Ghost of Shadow Gulch. 24-Jes se James' Deal in Dead Valley; o r At Odds of Fif t y to One. 25-Jesse James on the T r ai l for Revenge; or, T he Outlaw's Oath. 26-Jesse James' Kidnaping Plot; or, The Massacre at Weldon's. 27-J esse James Among the Mormon s ; or, Condemned to Death by the Saints. 28-J esse James' Ca?ture and Escape; or, Outwitting the Pancake Diggings Poss e 29-Jesse J a mes Hu11t to Death; or, The Fate o f the Outlaw Vasquez. 30-J esse James' Escape From Cheyenne; or, In League wit h the Wyoming Regulators. 31-Jess e James' Rich Prize ; or, The Battle at the Old Stone House. 32-Jes se James and His Ally Polk Wells; or, An Errand of Life or Deat h 33-J esse Jam es in N ew York; or, The Missing Millio n aire 34-Jesse James' Deal in Sacramento: or, Holding Up the Overland Expres s. 35-J es s e James Again st the Record; or, Seven Hold-Ups in a Week. 36-Jesse James and the Woodford Raid; or, The Nervy Bandit Hard Pushed. 37-Je s s e James' Narrow est Escape ; or, Chased by a Desperate Band. 38-Jes se James and the B lack Valise; or, Robber Against Robber. 39-The James Boys Driven to the Wall; or, The Three Lives of Wild Decatur. 40-J es s e James' Ru se; o r The Escape from "Lame Horse Settlement." 41-Jess e James in Mexico; or, Raiders of the Ri o Grande. 4 2-J esse J a me s' Doub le Game; or, Golding the Dandy Sport from Denver. 43-Jess e James Surrounded; or The Desperate S tand at Cutthroat Ranch. 44-Jess e J a mes Spy ; or, Corralli n g a \ Vhole Town. 45 T h e J a me s Boys' Brotherhood; or, The Man o f My s tery. 4 6-Jess i e James' R ailroad: or, The Outlaw Broth er11ood a t Bay 47-Jess e J a me s Foiled ; or, The Pinkertons' Best P lay. 48 -The Jame s B oys Steamboat; or, T he River Crui s e o f the Bandit Brothers f 49 -Jess e Jam e s Jubilee; o r, The Celebration at the Bandits' Castle All of the abo ve numbers always on hand. If you ca n not get them from your newsdealer,' five cents a copy will bring them to you by mail, STREET & SMITH, Pub lishers, 238 William Street, New York ..


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