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A MAGAZINE CONTAINING STORIES. SKETCHES Etc. Of 1.uutd Su b u:ription 2 50 per yMr . E nlerctl Suond cz.., Malter at l/UJ N Y o r k f'n.t Of!ft. 1902, by F rnnk ToHS' 9 No. 1. NEW YORK OCT OBER 24, 1902. Price 5 Cents . ... ::::: := ::::::::::::::.:::;::::::::::::: .. ;.:: . .... T o their' li'sfoiiTiiiim en(twenty minutes later the boy galloping up the single street near the fort with waving hat and loosened rein. "Whoa, Spitfire!" he exclaimed. and the sorrel stallio n, now covered with foam, came to a halt, showh1g that he was under perfect control.


WILD WEST WEEKLY I Magazine Containing Stories, Sketches, Etc., of Western L.ife. Issued Weekly-By Siibscription $2.50 per year. Ente1ed as Second Class Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post Office. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1902, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C., by Frank 'l ousey, 24 Union Sqiiare, New York. 1. NEW YORK, OCTOBER 24, 1902. Price o Cents. Young Wild West, THE PRINCE OF THE SADDLE. \ OHAPTBR I. TAMING A WILD HORSE. By AN OLD SCOUT. "I shot a man who ran a newspaper down in Missouri for writin' me up," Cheyenne Chadie took pains to impress on the mind of the writer, "so be carefu l an' not put me Some years ago, when the State of Wyoming was an aldown as a hero. I never was a hero, but I knows one when most trackless territory, about thirty-five or forty men of the I see him. Ther only real hero I ever did know was Young border were gathered in a bunch on the level prairie in range Wild West, ther Prince of th er Saddle." of the guns of Fort Bridger From this remark the conversation drifted farther, and From the fort and the adj a cent grounds many blue-coated it finally r esulted in our meeti-ng "Young Wild West" in soldie rs of Uncle Sam were watching the group >Vith great Wyoming; hence the story. interest. The wild horse that the men were trying so hard break At irregular intervals the group of men would scatter was one of a h erd that had been brotight from the plains of and whoops and-peals of laughter would ring out on the northern New Mexico. It was a beautiful sorrel stallion breeze with a flowing mane and a tail that swept the ground. The cause of it all was that a wild horse was being broken Cheyenne Charlie had bought the and had tried to to the saddle, or rathe r the border men were trying to b r eak tame him till he became disgusted, arid now he had brought him.. the magnificent specimen of horseflesh out on the plains The master of ceremonies was ,a tall m "an of perhaps near the fort and offered him to the man who could succeed thirty, who was as straight as an arrow and as supple as a in riding him. willow. A wealth of rav en black hair hung over his shoulThose rou gh men w e r e judge s of horseflesh. There was (iers, and his dark, flashing eyes betokened nothing but honnot one among them who had not felt the need of a good esty and fearleo:sness. steed on more than one occasiem, and here was an animal, This man was Cheyenne Charlie, one of the most famous if once broken, that was not only the handsomest, but would scouts and Indian fighters of the great West probably prove to be the speediest and hardiest horse in the Much ha s been written of this ma n, but for his real record section of Fort Bridger. one must read th e l etters from the va rious army officers he No wonder, then, that Cheyenne Charlie's offer to give the served under while employed as a Government scout. sta llion to the man who could tame him created so much ex The write r had the pleasure of looking over these docucitcment and

2 YOUNG WILD WEST. But Cheyenne Charlie acknowledged himself beaten when I in the crowd, as he stepped to the fore, carrying a saddle. he ga -ve up the attempt to break the sorre l, and what Chey-v.u you fcllerc; will help me put this saddle on I'll bet I'll enne Charlie could not do with a wild horse was thought by stay on him five minutes, or else break my neck."all who knew him to be hardly worth trying. "Is that so, Wiry?" queried Cheyenne Charlie, as he At the point upon which our st ory open s two men, a tough looked at the man pityingly. "You have got a big opinion old bord e r scout and a half-breed, who were as reckless as of yourself, an' I'm awful sorry for yer." they were wiry, had failed. -"All right; but jec.;t wait. I'll show you f e ller s a trick Both were thrown ov<:>r the sorrel 's h ead in spite of any-that you've n ever seen," and watahing his chance Wiry thing they could do before they bad hardly got upon his bare darted forward and flung the saddle over the horse 's back . liack. The wild creature was now quivering with rage and ex-In the crowd were faur mounted men with lariats. citement. He pranced a. little, but the men were adepts They were there for the purpose of lassoing the stallion at the game, and they h e ld him down sufficient to allow the every time he got away from a would-be ride r. girths to be buckled and tightened. "What's ther matter with you fellers?" roared Cheyenne Then by dint of much hoppin g about, the little man called Charlie, who was certainlyenjoying the performances of the Wiry got hi s left toe in the stirrup and shot upward into the men. "There ain't one of you what kin ride ther critter; an' saddle. you know it. He's a streak of greased lightnin', an' "Let him go!" h e -yelled. "I'll strike across ther per why I bought him so che ap Hark ye, now, after all have rairie like a st r eak of greased lightnin I ain't no lame tried him that wants to I m going to turn him loo se on ther covote I want ver ter know !i' .. J pra.m e The men did let him go, and like a thunderbolt the sorrel "There ain't use in tryin'," a started off. He ran for just about ten yards, and then sh?rt young m a new smt of buckskm with whe eling suddenly to the left dropped to the ground and bnght green i.rmge, as h e stepped forward, s1gmfymg that rolleu over as though shot. to 1'' the next for the ownership of the stalA scream of pain came from Wiry as the stalli.on sprang hon, but I r ecko n I km stand a fall a.bout as easy as any of to his feet and made a break for the open prairie only to the rest of yer." b e calwht by a dexterous swin()' of a lariat and throw'n. "Only li sten to Jack Rob edee !" exclaimed a man in the Half a dozen men rushed the side of the man and lifted crowd. "Any one to hear him would think that be did have somewhat of an idea that he would ride ther animal." "I ain't said so, have !"?" was the r etort from the third candidate; "but I'm go in' to try, though, for that horse too nice a critter to be left runnin' wild." "Say when you're ready then," observed one of the two men who were holding the prancing steed by the b ead. "I'm ready now; let him go!" and with remarkable quick ness the young fellow seized tbe bridle rein and swung him self upon the hors e' s back As the men jumped back from the sta.llion'.s head he made a wild leap forward, ancl then began springing up and down as though his feet were attach e d to a set of powerful springs. But the fellow called Jack Robedee stuck to his back and diq. his best to urge the animal forward. If he could get the horse running straight ahead he might be able to tire him out, and thus subdue him. But that is just what every onewho had preceded him had thought. The sorrel stallion would not do this, how ever. He was averse to having a man on his back, and felt it his duty to get him off every time one got there For about three seconds the stallion pranced a.bout, and then dropping suddenly upon his forelegs he kicked up viciously from behind, and sent Robedee flying over his head a dozen feet away. Once more the loud guffaws of the men rang out on the breeze, and picking himself up the third aspirant limped aw'ty, satisfied that no man on earth could ride the horse. "I think if I had a saddle on him, an' I once got into it, r could -ride him," remarked the smallest and lightest man him up. His left arm hung limp a t his s ide, and he was breathing heavily. "Arm broke an' hurt inside," said Cheyenne Charlie. "Wiry's saddle didn't do him any good. Take him over to ther surgeon, boy s, an' let 'em fa: him u p H e won't tackle another wild sorrel st allion in some time, I reckon." Four of the men formed an improvif)ed litter by locking hands, and the scout's orders were carried out to the very letter. For the next ten minutes no one offered to tackle the horse, which was now standing pretty quiet, though chafing unde r the bit that his mouth was so unused to. Then the ugliest looking man in the crowd-a Mexican half-breed Indian, commonly called a "greaser,"--stepped up. This man, though on pretty fair terms with the inliabit a.nts of the settlement which bore the same name as the fort, was not liked by the majority 0 the men. Dark stories were related of him and his connection with a band of road agents that had been broken up a short time before by the soldiers and bord er men. As he stepped forward, a candidate for the ownership of the horse, one of the rpen in the party whispered to Chey eime Charlie that he "hoped ther greaser would break his neck." "Maybe he will," was the laconic reply "I reckon if I can't master that sorrel no greaser kin!" The saddle was still upon the back of the stallion, though not exactly in its prope.r position. The. greaser stepped up,


YOUNG WILD WEST. 3 and after many attempts succeeded in getting it the way he wanted it. Then he watched his chance and got the stirrup. As he landed upon the animal's bac)c a regular circus ensued Though 1he horse was not a broncho, he went through all the tactics of one, and being used to that sort of thing, the greaser laughed triumphantly. He wore a pair of spurs, and he sank them deep into the creature's flan)\s in his efforfa to get him to start to run. But the sorrel would not run just then. He bucked and he jumped, and used every effort to dislodge the man from his back, but without avail. But there are more ways than one of killing a cat, as the old saying goes, and though the horse did not want to kill a cat, it looked as though he want to kill a greaser. Suddenly, without the least warning, the animal gave a mighty spring straight ahead, and struck the ground with. his fore feet with a shock that shook the ground. At the same instant the shapely hind hoofs flew high in the air, and it seemed that the stallion was going to do the act of tumbler in the circus. '1,'he greaser left t.he saddle like a shot from a gun and landed heavily on the back of his head. H e .lay motionless as-.a log, and it was not until the horse had been caught that the men stepped forward to see if he was hurt. "You've got. your wish," said Cheyenne Charlie, snlemnly, as he made a quick examination and turned to the man who had s aid he hoped the greaser would break his neck. "Do you mean that?" "Yes; his neck is broke, an' he must have died as soon as he Rtruck. I guess I had better turn ther critte r loose. "Tain'tlikely that any one else will want to try him now." "'No, I guess not. I wouldn't have him nohow." "Does any one else want a chance on ther sorrel?" called out Cheyenne Charlie. Not a man answered. "If you don'.t I'm going to let him go. He wasn't made for a man to ride, anyhow." At this juncture a horseman was seen approaching in the distance, and for some reason, just why he did not know, the scout did not give the word to let the wild horse go. He, like the rest, had riveted his eyes on the approach ing stranger, for no one recognized him, and they all waited until a very lame old gray came to a halt in their midst, and a brigl1t, handsome boy of eighteen, with a wealth of waving chestnut hair hanging down his back, dismounted. How are you, gentlemen? What is going .Dn here?" asked the new arrival, in a clear, musical voice. "Some one hurt?" "Well, yes," answered Cheyenne Charlie, "I reckon ther greaser is hurt. somewhat, but I guess he don't feel it. Where did you come from, an' who might you be?" "I just came through a regular hornet's nest of Sioux Indians," was the quick retort. "My horse was shot from under me, and I managed to catch this one and .ride away. The bullets flew thick around me, but I only got touched by one, I guess." It was not necessary for the boy to state that he had been in a very h"Ot encounter; his appearance told that. His tight-fitting suit of buckskin was smeared with fresh blood stains, and the sleeve of his hunting coat was slashed into ribbons. "Put her there, pard !" exqlaimed Cheyenne Charlie, ex tending his hand. "I don't know yer, but I lik e yer." '"l'hank you," replied the boy, as he shook the scout's hand warmly. "They call me Young Wild West, and that is the only name I have got that I know of." Cheyenne Charlie gave a start. "I've heard of you, Young Wild West," said he. "I want yer to beli eve me when I say I am proud to make your acquaintance." It was quite evident that the majority of the men in the party had heard the name before, for they crowded around, all a,rixions to the boy's hand. He had such an easymanner and prepossessing air that they. took to him at once. "So ther Sioux are up to their tantrums ag'in, hey?" ob serv e d Cheyenne Charlie, after a pause. "There must be something up, or they wouldn't show their hand so near ther fort. Was there many in ther gang that you had ther trouble with?" "About forty. Old Gray Elk was l eading them, himself. I have strong reasons to be_lieve that they are on their way to raid the settlers down near the Forks . I rode hard to notify the soldiers at the fort." With these words Young Wild West turned and walked toward an army officer who was strolling that way, having heard that a man had been killed through the attempted bretiking of a wild horse. The handsome young rider ill the bloody suit of buckskin soon delivered his message, and then, as the officer hastened back to the fort, he came back and paused near the stallion, cas ting an admiring glance at the animal as he did so. "Who owns the horse?" h e asked. "No one," retorted Cheyenne Charlie. "He ain't worth ownin' 'cause he is one of ther few of his kind that won't be rode. Turn ther sor r e l satan loose, boys!" "Hold The words left the lips of Young Wild West with a ring that fairly electrified the crowd. "Wha-wha-what !'' stammered Charlie. "If no one owns him I'll take him I'm in need of a horse if any one ever was. "'But you coultln't ride this one-n0ne of us kin." "Is he mine if I ride him?" "Well-er-yes. But--" "Never mind the buts. I will manage him, see if I don't." The boy walked up to the stallion. The wild horse was now in a great pitch of nervous excitement-far more dangerou s to tackle than he had been before, Cheyenne Charlie said-but Young Wild West did not appear to realize any thing of the sort. He patted the stately creature on the neck with one hand


YOUNG WILD WEST. and seize d the bridl e rein with the oth e r. Then, before the The stallion looke d more s hapely and powerful than ever spectator s had s carcely r e alized it, he was in the s addle. jus t then, but there was not one among them who envied the The horse tried the sam e old tricks only more vicious boy. thl!-n befor e if possi b l e but th e boy an s w e r e d to his -v e r y He had proved hims e lf to be the only on e who could tame move with a grac e that was the acm e of l:!quest riani sm the animal and that 'Yas a.11 there was to it. Th e rou g h, hon e st m e n assem b l e d th e re looked o n w ith It was quit e lik e ly that e.ven now h e would allow no one a stoni shment d e pi cte d o n t h eir faces. e lse t o rid e him It dawned upon them a s if by m a g ic t h a t th ere w a s o ne, A d etnchment of s oldiers no w c am e riding up The y at l east, who could mas ter that stallion h a l t e d n e a r Young Wild West and th e li e u te nant in com" \Vhoopee, b o y s !" y e ll e d Cheyenne Charlie. ''Di d yer man d asked him i f he was going to ride over to the Forks ever see an y thing lik e that ? w i t h t hem "Never!" c ame th e unanimous r e s pon s e and th e n the y "Certainly," was th e r e ply "I am g lad you g o t r e ad y held their br e ath s o quick thou g h it is d o ubtful if the Sioux will m a k e their The sorrel had trie d e verythin g that h e had been so s u e a tta c k b efor e n ightfall." cessful in b efor e and the rider was s till in t he sad dle. I ha .ve ord e r s to dri v e the m b ack an d kill man of Whe n the animal att e mpt e d to roll with him Young t h e m if it comes to a fig h t ." Wild \Vest was on hi s feet upon t he gr o und a nd w h e n h e "We ll, th e red d emop.s are w e il a rm e d," s aid Young Wild got up with a leap he was in the s addl e a gain. W est as h e moun t ed th e sorre l and rode off besid e the li e u -It was too much for the horse, and with a s nort that was te n a n t ; ".and the fact of old Gra y Elk bein g in c ommand of half fear, half defiance, he darte d over the prairie with t h e the m is e noug h to warrant th at th e y are on th e warpath." speed of an arrow A n d they were h e ading for the Forks, you say?" The a s tonished border m e n watched hors e and rid e r u n til "Yes. they w e re lost to view in a cloud of dust. How did you run afoul of th em?" 'Tain't l ikely th ey' ll e v e r c ome back," s a id o ne, and t h e n 1 I was c hasing a h erd of buff a loes along the bank they started for the settl e ment taking t he body of t h e o f a dry c reek. All at once the animals scattered and das hed grea er and the crippl e d gray Young W r ld West had ridd e n off to th e right with the speed of the wind I had a p r e tty in with them good but h e was tired out and refused' to turn as But what was their whe n, twent y minut e s q ui c kly a s I wanted him to. l ater, the boy came galloping up th e singl e st reet n e a r the ''Jus t then a whol e nest of Indians arose from the bu s hes fort with waving and loosen e d r e in. b efo r e me and began s hooting at' me. "Whoa, Spitfire!" he exclaim ed,. and th e sorfe l s tallion, "I returned the fire, using both my revolvers, and s ank now covered with foam, came to a halt show in g th a t h e was the s purs in to the rowel s The horse s tarted then, and a unde r p e rfect control. I running fight b e gan. for Young Wi.ld ther Princ e of "How it w a s I don't but I mu s t hav e borne a Saddl e! cned C h eyenne Charlie, JUmprng upon a barr e l m 1 c harmed life for the bullets flew around me a s thick a s front of the supply store. hail s tones. CHAPTER II. "I was touched onc e but it. was onl y a: graz e Sudd e nly ; m y horse was hit in the flank a nd h e dropp e d thro w ing me over hi s head. I t hought it w a s all up with tne th e n, but I had two s hots left, and l made up my mind to put them where they would do most good. TRAU,ING TIIE S IOUX. "Th e neare s t Sioux to me was mo1Jnte d on a gray horse, and he had e x p e nded all his s hots He rode straight for "How is that, gentlemen?" asked Young Wild West, m e with his tomahawk swinging, ready to cleav e my skull. when the cheer in g had ceased. "It isn't so hard to break a "When he was n e ar e nough s o I kn e w I couldn't mi s s I wild horse, after all, i s it-?" :fired. 'He dropped, and I caught the horse before it had "Not when yau know how/' r e plied Chey e nne Charlie. time to dash away over the plain. "By g inger boys, ther critter seems to b e as gentle as a "Though the steed was crippl e d and poor, it cou l d put up l amb." a good gait for a short distance, and after they had chase d Th e daring boy rod e the sorrel up and down the street me for a couple of mile s they gave it up evidently thinkin g a few times, making him face anything and everything, so that th e y were g etting too near the fort for safety." as to thoroughly make him underst a nd that there wa s noth"A clos e call, young fellow. Where do you li ve?" ing to be afraid of, a nd then dismount ed. "At the Forks for the present. I n ever stop in o n e place tfh e horse rubbed his nose again s t his conq u e r or's s houla n y length of time. I hav e no r e lative s that I know of, and d cr as Youn g Wild West held him close to t h e bit, thus show-consequently no real home .ing a sig n of affection that was r e markable for s uch a short "And your nam e? acquaintance. "You, ng Wi l d West." Again th e m e n broke int 0 a c heer I s that all?"


YOUNG WILD WEST. "Yes; that is all the name I ever knew." I "But it will not always be wild out h ere, perhaps." "Why, how did you come by such a name? It is appropri"Oh, yes; it will always be wild to a certain extenir-as ate, though, I must say," and the lieutenant cast an admirlong as you and I live, anyhow ing glance at the handsome, athletic young horseman beside The d etachment was riding at a spanking clip, and the him. place where Young Wild West had been surprised by the "All that I knQw about it is what Ihave been told. Some Sioux was reached. fifteen years ago a party of hunters found me on t he plains They counted three d ead Indians as they rod e along, of Southern Kans as. I was lying in a clump of bushes near which showed that the boy was not only an exce ll ent horse the smoking uins of a cabin. I was an infant three years of man, but a pretty fair s hot, as well. age, and it WdS my cries that attracted the attention of the The trail of the Sioux was soon picked up. It led along 'hunters as they paused to s urvey the ruin and disaster a the bank of the dry creek, through a long strip of timber, band of Comanches had brought about an hour or so b e fore. and thence through a growth of chapparal. It was not ex" One of the men took me in his arms and quieted me as actly in the direction of the Forks, but Young Wild West best he could. He tried to make me tall my name, but I took note of the fact that it ran in a sort of semi-circle, grad could not give t11em anything that sounded intelligible, so ually drawing in toward .the Forks. the man who had me in his arms named me Young Wild "We will find them in the timber belt half a mile south of West, because it was in a very wild part of the West where the settlement," he said. "They are making this detour so I found arid I so young. they will not be apt to be seen. They want to make the atT'be hunters buried three bodies b efore they left the tack a complete surprise, so they won t lose many m en. Old ruins They w.ere s1:pposed to be those of my father and I Gray Elk is a very shrewd one." mother and a little sister who was older than I was. The "There will be no Gray Elk after we get through with scalps had been taken from all three. him this day," r eplied the li eutenant, whose n a m e was John" The hunter took me to his humble cabin and adopted me. son "If th e y attack the s e ttler s at the Forks that will seal His name was William West so you see I not onJy bore the his 'doom." name that circumstances suggested me to be called, but his "A d th .11 b 1 1 s ,, 11 ,, n ere w1 e a genera upnsmg among t 1e 10ux. name as w e \. h Tl b f f d "A k bl t ,, d th 1 t t "I 1 sure t mg. 1ere w ill e lot s o work or us to o remar a e s ory, sa 1 e ieu enan s your . d ted f th t .111. ?" then. Times have been a little dull the last two months a op a er s I iv mg. Your me ssage i s the firs t that has been received at the fort "No; h e died five years ago. I have been hustling fo; to the effect that the Indians were not b ehav ing themselves. my s elf ever since. I have managed to get quite a little '1.'he men are anxious for some sharp work, and by the looks schooling farther east, but I have never forgotten what my mission in life is." "Your mis s ion in life?" "Yes. My mi$sion in life is to do good to mankind in general, and to avenge the killing of my parents and my 1 i ttle sister." "I congratulate you. You are a remarkable young fellow, Young Wild We s t. I hope you will succeed in all your dertakings." "Thank you. What do you think of my new horse?" The lieutenant took a look at the sorrel for the first time. "What!" he gasped. "That is not the stallion the men of things just now they will be apt to get it." The sun was about two hours high when the d etachment of soldiers reach e d the cbapparal. Young Wild W est s ug gested that the lieutenant lead his men dire ct to the Forks, while he would follow the trail and see what the red men w e re up to. Though he had only known the boy a short time Lieutenant Johnson plac ed the utmo st confidence in h1m. He at once favored the suggestion, and after cautioning the brave young scout, he gave n ecessa ry command and the blue uniformed rid ers turned on a straight course for the settlement. were trying to break over there near the fort, is it?" Young Willi West patted his newly acquired steed on the "The same." neck and rode off over the trail at an easy canter. "Why, he appears to be as tame as any horse now "I have named you Spitfire," he said, "because you cut "So h e i s I conquered him, and he realizes that I am up and showed such an ugly t emper \ t hen first mounted his master. In two days' time I will have him so I can turn you. I will keep on calling you that, even if you n ever cut him loose and make him come at my call. I have had a up again." great deal to do with horses in my day, especially wild ones." The horse seemed to understand that he was being spoken They rode on in silence for a few minutes, and then the to, for he pricked up his ears and uttered a low whinny. lieutenant said: The secret of horse's sudden tameness was owing to "Why don't you apply for a position as a scout in the the fact that the young scout had positiYe ly ass erted that Government service?" he was ma8ter, and the n .treated him gently, thus showing "I don't care for the job It would hold me too long in that no harm was to result from the captivity. one locality. My home is anywhere from the headwaters of The reader knows only too well that the horse is a very the Missouri River to the Mouth of the Rio Grande. I was intelligent animal. There are some who are far superior to born in the Wild West, and I always want to live in it." j others in this line, and there are exceptions where they have


YOUNG WILD WEST. lJeen known to s how almo s t as mu c h inte llig e nce as som e I H e ex amin e d hi s two big Colt revolvers, and saw tha t m en. 'rhe s orr e l was one of the e xcep t ions, it seemed. eac h c hamb e r was prop e rly load e d and the n p rocee d e d to It w as y et mor e tha n an hour 's rid e to the F o rk s so stro k e and fondl e hi s horse for ab out t h e fif tiet h tim e s ince Youn g W i ld West kept right on h e h a d come in possess i o n of him Ifo 11a-s o n the a l ert for the app earance of on e of the Near e r an d near e r came the two s avages. S i o u x s c o ut s who mi ght h a v e been k ept back for the purpose The y w e r e now less than a qu a r t er of a mile away of 1rntc hin g for s i g n s of purs uit. They w e r e riding side by side, conversing in their own The b o y was up to all the Indian trick z on the cal e ndar, guttural tongue. a s youn g a s h e 1ras. As s miling a s thou g h h e was going to giv e a pleasant s urAbout h alf an hour a ft e r h e parte d c ompan y with the p r ise to s om e frie nd who was d ea r to him, Young Wild d etac hm ent o f soldi ers h i s eagl e eye s udd enly b e h e ld som e -\Vest fat the r e in the s addle. thin g m oving a littl e ove r h alf a mil e a11e ad of him. The n ext minute the mustangs ridde n by the two Sioux H e was ridin g throu g h a cl ump of ald e rs on the bank s o-f c rash 2 d into the alders. a s tream at the time, and was s hi e ld e d from the gaz e of a ny "Halt!" cri e d Young Wild West, in a ringing tone. on e 1rho might he at anv distanc e Youn g Wild West at brou ght hi s horse to a halt. "An Indian scout, a s su r e a s fat e !" h e mutte red "Old Gr ay Elk i s c e rtainl y b ent o n attac king the settle m ent or he would not a scout ba c k to watch for s ign s of pur suit. The r e d s kin i s c ornin g thi s way, too W e ll l e t him CHAPTER III. GRAY ELK JS DEFEATED. I onl y wis h it was Gray Elk himself. I would take his s calp The two Indians w e r e thunde r struc k whe n they beheld bac k to Fort Bridg e r with m e or my nam e i s not Young the y oung horsem a n calmly sitting the r e b e for e the m. Wild West." H e had a r e v o lver in either hand, but the y w e re not The boy w a lk e d hi s horse to a s pot whe r e h e could part l e v e l ed. the tall a ld e r s and get a b ette r view. "Ugh!" they grunted in unison For the s p ace of two full minut e s b e gaz e d dire ctl y a h e ad "Do you know m e ?" a s ked Young Wild West, 'l'h e n h e nodd e d in a sig nifi cant manne r, a 'nd excla imed : rai s in g his w e apon s a few inches. "Two of the m, eh? W e ll, I am not afraid of them. L e t Both had their hand s on their tomahawks, and one had an the m come." army rifle in his l eft hand that would only requir e a qui c k Sure e nou g h the r e was a noth e r Indian hor se man to be move to send a bull e t in the boy's body. seen He was off to the ri ght of the fir s t but both w e r e But the y did not offe r to mak e a move, knowing well if h e ad i n g toward the c l u mp o f ald e r s which was the only they did tho se d e adly revolvers which m e na c ed the m would place of cove r in that vic in i ty. b eg in to spit fire. Man y would have turne d back and mad e a d et our, s o a s to "Me know pal e fac e," a nsw e red on e of them. "He h e ap not come in c ontact with th e Indians, but not s o with Young big brave ; s hoot' straight; he shoot g ood Injuns to-day; InWild West. He was not built of that sort of material. juns no harm him." He had starte d to follow the trail for the purpo se of l e arn-The boy lau g lied lightly at thi s ing what the Sioux w e re up to, and how could h e l earn any "I know you didn t harm m c a h e said; "but it wasn't b etter than by meeting two of their numb e r and holding a y our fault that you didn t So I s hot good Indians did I? parley with them? W e ll, if that is true I am sorry for it. But I don't b e lieve That was his idea He would wait for the m app ear be-it is true." fore them suddenly and ask them what Gray Elk mean by "Me no li e to pal e face; paleface heap big brave; paleface attacking him that afte rnoon. s hoot straight." If they acted stubborn and showe d fight h e would drop "Yes, I know that. Now, then, where is Gray Elk and the them, that was all. r est of your gang?" Rather a big u:dertaking, som e would say. One boy "Gray Elk go home to his wigwam; no fight palefaces; again s t two craffy Sioux Indians It did not look as though like palefaces heap much." he would stand much show. "Is that the way to your village?" and Young Wild W est But h e h:-id faced mor e than two and come out alive, and c ast a quick glance ovel'> the trail that curved toward the that was why he did not he s itate to pursue thi s c our s e now. s e ttl e ment. The two Sioux did not appear to be in much of a hurry. "Fine buffalo there; shoot first, then go home to wigEvery now and then they would bring their steeds to a warn walk and s can the prairi e on all sides. "Well, if all this is trne what are yon two redskins going "The y are looking for me, I,J.O doubt the daring young this way scout .thought. "They know I would most likely riqe "We go ri ght back to Gray Elk now; w e no see buff a lo." straight to the fort and notify the soldiers, and that would The spokesman of the two was lying faster than a horse probably mean that a detachment would be sent to hunt 1 could trot, and no one knew it any bett e r than the he them up." was lying to .


.. I YOUNG WILD WEST. The boy also knew that the two Sioux were itching to kill Waiting until he had r e a c hed the cover of the trees, the him, and that it was the fear of being s hot themselves that hoy rode off at a gallop s traight for the settl e m e nt. kept th e m from attacking him. He knew the s oldi e rs mus t c e rtainly be the r e by thi s time, After qu e stioning a littl e further without g e tting and he br e ath e d a s i g h of r e lief. any mor e s atisfaction, Young Wild West exclaimed: But it. was a pretty s ure thing that old Gray Elk, or some "Turn around and go back to the treacherou s old chief of his band hacl seen them come, and in that case they Gray Elk. T e ll him to ge> back to his village and l e t th e would not b e apt to a ttack the s ettlers. whit e people alone. If h e don't h e will lose hi s scalp and Th e re w e re women and childr e n the re,.and for the time his wigwam will be burned by the soldiers from the fort. being the y were saf e at any r}te. Now, go." Young Wild West rod e into th e settlement at an easy Th e y made a move to obey, and a s they did s o the one cant er. who had the rifle rais e d it as quick as a flas h and pulled the The population of the place did not exceed forty, includtrigger. ing men, women ancl children, and most of them appeared It was a very clever move, and came Il'ear being succ e ssful. when the boy on the s orr e l s tallion came to a halt. As it was, the bullet whistled dangerously close to the dar"Hello, Wild!" exclaimed a young fellow of about his ing boy's ears. own age, who had clear blue eyes and curly hair. "So you But that :was the Sioux warrior's last s hot. have got a n e w horse, have you? I am sorry that you did Crack! Crack! Both of Young Wild West's revolvers not let me go with you to-day." spoke, and he reeled and fell from the saddle. "It is a good thing you didn't go with me, I guess, Jim, The oth e r was already galloping from the spot, and the was the reply." "I have had a pr e tty exciting time of it. boy called out to him: Where are the soldi e rs from Fort Bridg er?" "Tell Gray Elk just what I said!" "Soldi e rs? Why,. we haven t seen any. What do you The Sioux made no reply. He was bent on getting out of mean?" rang e of those deadly revolvers, and he urged his horse for"Oh, th e y haven't got her e y e t, then. They are probably ward at the top of its s peed. lying close by, so they will not b e s een by the Sioux." Young Wild Wes t waited till he got about three hundred "What are you talkin' about, young feller?" demanded yards start, and then he start e d to follow, keeping at about the old est man of the bunch, whose name was Sam l\Iurdock. the same di s tance b e hind. He was the recognized leader of the settlers and an experi The sorrel stallion had been frightened considerably at e nced woodman and Indian fighter. the di.Scharge of the revolvers, but master had no diffi"Well, to get right dO\vn to the point, there is a band of culty in calming him. Sioux, with old Gray Elk himself at their head over there "Now, Spitfire, we will keep right at this pace till we get in the woods. They are going to attack place to-night." ready to turn off, or something happens," he said to the ani"What!" mal. "It is true. They are on the warpath again, so we may Just how fast Spitfire could run he did not know He as well get ready for them." had not had an opportunity to test his powers yet, but he "You s aid the soldiers were close. by, didn't you?" spoke was confident that he would be able to hold his own with up Jim Dart. the best of them. "Yes, they must be. They right for here, while I And before many hours he was to have an opportunity to followed the trail pf the Sioux." see what th.e handsome beast was made of, though he did "Oh, if they are anywhere, then, they must be ove r there not dream of it jus t then. at the north end of the timb e r strip. If they h acl rode right The dashing young horseman rode on, his body moving here in the open daylight the Indians would certainly have with that of the animal he bestrode. seen them. That would have spoil e d their int e ntions Graceful riding is a thing that has been accomplished by "Well, we mu s t be ready for 'em, in case ther sogers many after constant practice, but to Young Wild Wes t it didn't git here," observ e d old Sam Murdo ck, as h e examined came natural. It "as something he never remember e d of his trusty rifle, which he had grabb e d when the startling having had to learn. news was first broken to him. The sun was just sinking behind the horizon like a great Young Wild West had not been at the Fork s two w e eks, ball of fire when the little group of log cabins that made up but in that short space of time th e men hacl learned to place the settlement at the Forks came in view. the greatest of confidence in him. The cluster of primitive looking habitations lay off to If he ever gave any advice it was sure to be taken. By the the left, while the strip of timber the boy had spoken of older elem ent he was regarded as a marvel and by the while conversing with Lieutenant Johnson was almost diyoun'ger he was looked upon as a great hero. rectly ahead, about a mile distant Jim Dart had fallen in love with the young scout at the Young Wild West brought his horse to a halt. very start. Jim was a very brave young fellow himself, and He had slackened his pace somewhat during the past two he could shoot and ride as good as the average plain s man. minutes, and the Indian was now pretty close to the timber. 1 But he saw in Y oung Wild West lots that he would like


I 8 YOUNG W I L D WEST. to e mulate an d h e n c e his ambition to b ecome a close fri e n d of h is. Y o ung W ild West did not dismount just the n, but turning to Jim he, much t o the boy's joy, said: "Ge t your h o r ;e, and w e will t ake u. scout around I \Vant to see w h e r e the sol di e rs ai:_e, and al s o find the spot the Siou x will come if the y d o atta c k us "All ri ght," th e reply, and five minu tes la.t.e r Da.rt was m ounte d o n a fine big iron -gray horse and at our h e ro's side. G e t a ll the women and childr e n in t h e cente r," sai d Y o un g \Vil(\ W e st. "It m a y b e that the sol d i e rs a r e n o t Y ery close, :md in that cas e t h ere has got t o b e some s h a r p fight in g done." "I'll atte nd to it," a n swer e d Sam M u rdock The two boys now rode off straight for about two hundre d yard s and the n m a d e a circle abou t the clu s t e r o f ca b i ns. It was now tho r ough l y da r k, a n d the stars ga v e the m all th e light th e y had Wh e n th e c omplet e cir c uit h ad been m ade Y oung W i l d l e d the way for the n orth end of the t imb e r str, ip Jim Da r t foll o w e d h im closel y o n t h e alert for t h e l eas t s ound that was o u t of the o r d in a ry. It was a good m i l e away wh e r e h ea din g for, but the i r horses were put on a swift can ter, an d they r a pidl y n eare d the end of the woods The strip of w oods ra n in a semi circle, and this e n d of it was almo s t dir ectly opposite to w h e r e t h e Indians w e r e s upposed to b e in hiding. T he two young r id e rs s l ack e n ed s p eed as they nea r e d t h e timb e r, and just as t hey di d so t hey s aw the figure o f a man "Halt!" c am e t he com ma nd, and t h e n they knew t h a t the s o ldie rs were t h ere "'vYho g ee s t h e re?" t h e s entine l qui ckly ad d ed. "A fri ;n

YOUNG WILD WEST. ance, a1'1.d when he found that he was losing his braves so fast he chang e d his plan of action. He drew back and began sending blazing arrows at the roofs of the cabins. He knew that this would disconcert the settlers for the time being, and he would make one great rush and make the massacre complete. The little band of whites were fighting for all they held cle ar, and when they saw their homes were in danger of being burned to the ground they became desperate. "Steady, men!" cried Young Wild West "The soldiers are coming The words were $Carcely out of his mouth when a i.ling discharge of musketry rang out. Lieutenant ,Johnson had arrived with his detachment. But some of the Indians, more daring than the others, were right in the midst ?f the whites. They were bent upon something more than slaughter, it seemed, though no one knew what they were up to just then. But they scattered like so many frightened sheep the moment the troopers reached the scene, and those who did make targets of themselves galloped from the spot. Just as victory had been assured for the whites the shrill scream of a female rang out from the darkness beyond. At that very instant old Sam Murdock dashed up to Young Wild West. "Great Scott, lad!" he cried, in an agonized voice, "ther red devils have carried off my daughter Arietta!" CHAPTER IV. THE TRAIL IS LOST. Young Wild West was bleeding from a slight wound on the lobe of his right ear. A bullet from a rifle in the hands of one of the Indians had just grazed him, and it was stinging as though a thou sand needles were running into his flesh. He had become acquainted with Sam Murdock's daughter shortly after his arrival at the Forks. She was a beautiful girl of sixteen, light hearted and as graceful as a fairy, and a born equestrienne. .Both her parents were dead_:_slain by Indians several years before--and she lived with her grandfather. Wild, as his intimate acquaintances called him for short, had taken a strong liking to the girl, but now when he heard that she had been carried away by Gray Elk's band, it seemed that he more than liked her. Quickly tying up his wounded ear with his handkerchief, he urged Spitfire forward, and rode away on the trail of the retreating Sioux. "Stop him!" thundered Lieutenant Johnson. "The boy is riding to his doom." But it was too late now. His daring scout was gone. Jim Dart was not there when all this happened, and it was not until Young Wild West had been gone nearly five minutes that he learned of it. -"I will try my b e st to overtake him and help him res cue the girl," he said; "but I'm afraid I can't catch him. That horse of his runs like a streak of lightning." Just then two newcomers reached the scene. They were Cheyenne Charlie and. J a ck Robedee, scouts from Fort Bridger. "\Ve got here a little too late," observed the former. "No, you are just in time cried Jim. "Gray Elk's braves have carried off pretty Arietta Murdock, and Wild has gone in pursuit ail alone. Come! We will go and help him." "Do you mean Young Wilcl West?" asked Cheyenne Charlie, as he tightened his grip on the bridle rein of his steed. "Yes; will yon go with me?" "Wili we go with yer? I reckon we will, won't we, Jack?" "As sure as guns, we will!" was the quick retort. The next moment the three were hot on the trail Young Wild West had taken in his pursuit of the Sioux. The three ,who were trying to overtake the brave boy were as daring and courageous as any of their class on the plains of the great West. Fear was a thing they did not know. The India ,,ns mrist have had good horses, for at the end of fifteen minutes they had not gain e d a particle on them. Where Young Wild West was just then they could not tell, but it seemed to them that with the splendid specimen of horseflesh he under him he must certainly have come up wit h them by this time. But they heard no shots fired, and that made it look as though he had not yet come in contact with the redskins. The sky had been darkening rapidly in the last few min utes and the stars no longer were shining. Soon drops of rain began to fall. "Confound the luck exclaimed Jack Robedee. "This is all in favor of the pesky varmints. It was a great move of.old Gray Elk's to get that gal in his clutches. It will be a miracle if she ever gets away alive." "That's about right," Cheyenne Charlie retorted. "She has got a good one trying to save her," ventured Jim Dari. "From what I haYe seen, I should judge that Young Wild West and Arietta :Murdock think a good deal Qf one another, If Wild does get her away from the Indians I'd be willing to bet that they will be genuine lovers. She never gave me the smiles that I have seen her give him since he has been at the Forks. Arietta never paid any at tention to the glances of any other young fellow, and I have noticed that he always turns red when he is talking to her." "That's a good sign, an' no mistake," and Cheyenne Char lie turned up the collar of his coat to throw off the drops of rnin, which were now falling pretty fast. "A gal in ther case are never no good," observed Jack Robedee, who was a genuine woman-hater. "If Young Wild West goes under to-night, it will be all on account of a gal. It will be because he will forgit all about the tricks of his trade" in his effort to get her away from Gray Elk


10 YOUNG WILD WEST. an' he'll git riddled with bullets an' arrers before he knows it." No one made any responf,le to this. Jack was bound to have has own way ahout it, anyhow, and no one knew this better than Clwyenne Charlie But neither lw nor Jim Dart had anv idea that Young Wild West would go llTI< l c r that njght. They knew jus t enough of him to believ e th a t h e was altogeth e r too sharp to be caught napping. Meanwhile the rain steadily increased. It looked as though a r ezular storm had set in. As it was in the month of April, it was a cold rain, and therefore was anything but a pleasant night to be out on the plains. There had been hardly a breath of wind before the :r:ain set in, but now it began to blow a pretty stiff breeze from the northeast. "We are in for it," said Cheyenne Charlie. 'Tain't likely ther reds will stop till they git to their village, with out they do go into camp over ii:i Buzzard's Canyon." Canyon was about ten miles almost due south. It was among the foothills of the range of mountains, and a very wild pla.ce it was. "That is th!i!r way ther trail is p'intin'," reported J "I'll bet that's where we -will.find 'em, if we don't overtake 'em before." "The village of old Gray Elk lies a little to the east of the canyon and about eight miles farther south, don't it?" asked Jim. "Yes," was the reply. "That's jest it; but if it keeps on rainin' like this I don't think they'll try to make it afore daylight. There be plenty of good places to find shelter in through ther canyon, an' an Injun don't like to travel in a nor'easter any rnore than any one else "does." "There are plenty of big rocks and bowlders there that they could hide behind and pick off a regiment, if they wanted to, I guess." "Yes," answered Charlie. "If they have any idea that ther soldiers follerin' 'em they'll stop there, anyhow." After this a silence of perhaps five minutes passed. Not a sound could be beard but the hoof-beats of their i::teeds and the howling d the wind as it raged across the level stretch. Following a trail in the dark was not a very easy thing, but the horses were trained to it, and knew as much in that line as did riders. But at intervals of every few minutes the trio would come to a halt and make an examination of the ground. When half an hour had passed it became necessary for them to dismount and feel with their hands for the hoof prints, as the rain was gradually obliterating the trail. It was about midnight when the ground ceased to be level. They were at the foothills of the range, and the can yon was not far distant. But they were traveling by mere guesswork now, for the rain was falling in torrents, and in many places the water Jay on the ground to a depth of several inche!. Some time before they had decided that there was only one thing left for them to do. That was to find a suitable place and go into camp until da ylight came. It was just possible that they were traveling far out of their way, as they might have crossed the Indians' trail. A fe.w minutes later they found th e mselves among a lot of broken ro cks. The ground was v e ry hilly and uneven. Chey e nne Charlie dismounted "There's ?O use goin' any further," he said. "We may be only losin' a whole lot of time by it. "That's so," nodded Jack, as h e shook the water from l1is head after the manner of a. Newfoundland dog. Charlie felt about in the dark, and presently found a huge bowlder which cut off the storm so that the rain could s carcely be felt. "We' ll stop right here," he said. :Elis two companions led their horses to the spot, and then Jim dropped upon his knee close to the bowlder and struck a match Much to his surprise and a shallow opening was right before him. True, it did not extend over six or seven feet into the rock, but it was enough to entirel:ishield them from the storm. A .fall e n pine tree lay almost across the opening, and some of the boughs projected right into the cave. The y were as dry as tinder, too, and this was more en rouragement for the trio. They now began to make a quick but thorough examina tion of the immed.iate neighborhood of the cave and ten minutes later the horses were tied to the butt of the fallen tree, where an abundance of mountain grass grew, and where they wete shielded from the storm A coupl e of rocks were rolled up against the tree right in front of the op. ening, and then a fire was started, so they might dry their wet clothing. As s oon as the fire got to burning Cheyenne Charlie a circuit of the place to see if the blaze was sufficiently hid den from sight, and came back with a report that was satisfactory. "Ther fire can't be seen fifty feet away. I reckon we are all right till morning," he said. "If ther redskins ain't in camp somewhere sou'w e st. of us, an git a whiff of ther smoke, we are sartinly all right," observed Robedee. It was warm and comfortable in the shallow place, and removing their garments one at a time, they were soon drying them over the fire. In less than two hours th e y had them dry. Then Jim and Hobedee drovped off to sleep, while Charlie remained awake to guard the camp. The storm did not desist, and after a while the lone watcher found himself growing so drowsy that he could not keep his eyes open. He got up and went out to take a look at the horses. "Whew!" he exclaimed under his breath. "This is a nasty night, and no mistake. I wonder where Young Wild West is now? He is the most likely young fellow I have ever seen, and it will be too bad if he loses his caution


YOUNG WILD WEST. 11 'cause he's in love with ther girl, an' gets caught by ther Sioux. They'd burn him at ther stake in no time!" The scout found the horses all right, and then he con cluded to indulge in a little smoke to keep him awake. He took pains to walk around till he came to a point where it would be impossible for the smoke to be wafted in the direction of the Indian camp. Tobacco smoke will travel a long d. tance, and should i t be smelled by so much as one of the Indians the place where it came from would be located by the .reds in short order. Cheyenne Charlie ran across a big tree that was hollow fust to the l eft of the camp, rmd crouching into it, he' pro duced hi a pipe and tobacco and got ready for a smoke. lie had matches that were dry, and so had no difficulty in lighting the pipe, and was soon puffing away contentedly. From his position he could see the s l eep ing forms of Jim Dart and Jack Robedee in the s hallow cave. The fire was burning with a sort of smoulder, and it was a pretty sure thing that it could not be seen from the di rection the Sioux had gone. The sharp eyes and practised ears of the scout were on the alert for danger every instant. When Cheyenne Charlie stood guard h e did it in the right way. His eventful life on the border had taught him a great many things, and he had learned that it was the proper thing for one to always be on the lookout for danger, whethel' there were s igns of it or not. Nothing could be heard but the pattering of the falling r.ain and the s oughing of the wind as it moved the boughs of the trees overhead. The scout had probably been crouched in the hollow tree for ten minutes when suddenly he heard a acratching noise right above him He listened and the sound was repeated. The n some dirt and rotten pieces of wood came down on hi s head. There was something alive in the tree. That was certain, for such a scratching noise could not be by the wind. Cheyenne made a quick move to get out of the hollow tree, and a s he did so his belt got caught upon a projecting knot. It pulled him back further than he had been at first, and wedged him in. "Whew!" he muttered as a cloud of dirt came down upon him. "A bear as sure as guns!" He heard an ominous growl, and that told him that he had disturbed bruin which had no doubt been taking a nap above him. been placed in, but before he could regain hia equilibrium the rotten wood at the edges of the opening gave way and his fingers lost their hold. Back into the interior of the tree he went, and at that very moment down came a heavy body upon him. Bruin had found intruder, and now there was going to be troubk Notwithstanding his bad luck in his efforts to get out of the hollow tree, Cheyenne Charlie did not get excited and lose his presence of mind. As soon as h e felt the warm, hairy body strike him his hand was upon the hilt of his knife. The bear had come down the in s ide of the tree back to him, and was now between him and the opening. The imp e rilled scout could have plac e d the muzzle of his revolver against the creature's l ef t side and sent a bullet through its heart. But such a thing would not do, as in all probability th2 Indians would h ear the r e port Then it would be all up with the three trailers. And Young Wild W est and pre tty Arietta Murdock's chances of rescue would be spoiled. Charlie knew that what h e did must be done quickly, for already the bear was turning ocound. He could feel the hot breath of the beast in his face, now, and clutching the hilt of his knife firml,Y, he drew it back tc make a plunge. But just then the bear forced him back close to the in terior of the tree, and he could not force the knife any further than jus t through the thick hide. A fie rce growl came from th'e b east, and with a quick move it turned around and got one of its paws about the neck of the unlucky scout. Charlie was now moved to desperation He knew that much dep e nd e d upon his strength now. The bear must be forced back sufficiently far for him to get a good thrust at its heart. With a mighty effort he hurled the beast toward the open ing The bear must have been half way_ out of the hole, any way, for much to the scout's joy and relief, it went. out dragging him witij it. Down upon the ground went both, the bear managing to land on top. Bruin is a natural-born wres tler, it seems. The bear had thrown its opponent, but its victory WWs but short lived, after all, for Cheyenne Charlie had his right arm free now. One quick plunge and the sharp pointed blade found the animal's heart. And now the creature was coming down to see who it was There was a brief s truggle, during which the scout re -that had dared to botJ1e r him. ceived two or three scratches, and the n the bear gave up The scout knew that he must get out o f the hollow tree I the ghost. without any loss of time. Cheyenne Charlie got upon his feet and himself Grasping the edges of the opening in the tree he pulled after th e manner of a dog just coming out of the water. himself forward I He was just about to hurry over to the caye v;hcre his He clea red his body of the wedge-like position it had companions slept on, uncons c ious of the thrilling time he


YOUNG WJLD WEST. had just experienced, when a crackling sound suddenly but now it almost crushed in his ribs, taking his breath came to his ears. away. It came from the hollow tree, and turning quickly, the But only for a moment. scout saw that the interi o r of it was on fire. The k e en-edged blade had found a vital pa.rt, and the The n he thought of hi s pipe which had been knocked powerful paws relax ed their hold upon him. from hi s mouth when the bear fell from above. The scout struggled away from the beast just as it Th e rott e n wood on the in s ide of the tree was a s dry as dropped to the ground, dead. punk, and the coals from the pipe had ignited it. Completely exhausted he sank to the ground close to it. "Great Scott!" ejaculated the scout. "That will never "Whew!" he ga sped. "I wonde r if there are any more do.. In a minu te or two th e whole inside of the tree will about? Two cinnamon bears in one night is quit e e nough be on fire, and th e re will b e more smoke than you kin s hak e for me! An' to be taken by surprise both tVnes, too. W e ll, a stick at I've got to put that out, and mighty quick, at they didn't hurt me of any so I'll go back to ther that." fire an dry myself once more." Without an y further delay he s prang to the tree. Leaving the two bears whe re they had fallen h e ha stened There w a s o nl y one way to make a quick job of it, and tc the shallow cave w : h e re Jim Dart and Jack Robe dee were that was to s top up th e hole at th e top, so there would be s till sleeping. 11c drau g ht. Charlie placed a couple of sticks of wood on the fire, so The rain was st ill falling heavily but there was not it would burn up a bit and give him a chanc e to dry his enough wat e r that dropped into the opening above to hav e c lothing any effect on the fire. Then before c rawlin g in he took a look at th e horses To think was to act with the scout, and the next mo-They had become tired of nibbling the grass and had lain ment h e was ascending the tree. down to r est. Fortunately the limb s were not far from the g round a nd You a r e all ri ght," mutt ere d Charlie "Bles t if I don't h e was soon going up lik e a pionkey. th i nk I'll take a nap too. I don't think the r e is a r edski n Th e opening was about fifteen feet from the ground, and within five miles of here." he r e a c h e d it in a jiffy. Walking back to the fire, he threw himself on the ground The smoke was pouring from it in a cloud, and it beside his s le e ping companions. b e hooved him to act quickly. In less than five minut e s be was sleeping as soundly as Should the wind veer around a littl e it would sweep tothey. ward the camp of th e Sioux, and then the jig would be up It was b road da y light when th e scout awoke from his The storm had ceased and the sun wrui shining Only a portion of th e tree was dead, and Charlie began pulling off small branche s that were just budding into leaves and thrusting down into the hole. Soaked with the r ai n they would soon put out the fire. H e worked like a beaver, and at the e nd of t e n minutes h e hacl put it out. 'fhen h e descended th e tree. A s h e dropp e d to the ground a low growl came to his ears, and before he csmld turn to locate th e sound a h eavy body was launch e d upon him, bearing him to the earth. T lie female b e ar had come ip search of its mate, only to find i t dead. And Cheyenne Charlie had descend e d the tree ju s t in tim e to meet th e savage b east :qow r e nd e r e d doubly fie rce by the death of it s mate. Then a desperate struggle ensued, for the f e mal e bear had s ucceeded in pinioning the man's arms to liis sides as it hugged him in its powerful grip. Charlie fou ght desperat e ly to free himself. Over and ove r h e rolled in his e ffort s to get his right hand free, so he coul d plung e hi s knife into the brute's heart H e did not want to call on his frien'ds fpr help as h e kn e w not how close the camp of the Indian s might be. Jus t a s he felt that h e mus t run the ri s k and do so he got hi s tru s t y ri ght arm free. Th e n h e plunged hi s knife into the bear 's side twice i n succession. 'fhe animal had been hugging him tightly from the start, brightly. The raindrops on the mountain foliage g li ste n ed lik e so man y dfamonds, and the p e rfum e from the wild flowe r s that grew on the ridg e a few yards above him made him e njoy the first real spring morning of the season. The fire had l ong since died out, and Jack and Jim were still sound asl eep, the latter snoring away as though his very life depend e d upon it. Cheyenne Charlie s tepped upon the trunk of the fallen free, and proceeded to take a survey of his He had not been th e re a minut e b e fore he began to sniff the atmo s phere s u s piciously "I smell smoke," he mutt e r e d "I'll be blest if I don t b e li eve ther camp of th c r red s kin s i s close by. Yes, it's smoke, an' nothin e lse. I guess I'll wake ther boys up." A couple of s hakes suffice d to arouse them, and they were soon acquaint e d with his discov ery "It's smoke, as sure as guns," assented Jac k ; "an' by th e r smell of it I don't b e lieve it is v e ry far away." "That's right/' said -Jim Dart. "One of us had better crawl aro u nd a bit and see if can't locate the r camp." "I'll do that," r et ort e d Charlie. "You f e ller s wait h e re, an have th c r horse s all ready in case I git into troubl e and have to light out putty quick. I'll do my puttiest to not let 'em scent me out." Without anoth e r word h e started off through the bushes in the direction the s mell of smoke came from


YOUNG WILD WEST. 13 His companions saddled and bridled the horses, and then rather uneasily waited for his return. Ten minutes passed. They were just becoming very anxious when suddenly the scout came in sight. "Did ycr locate 'em?" asked Jack. "I guess I did," was the reply. "They are right down h e re a bit, an' have got Young Wild West a prisoner along with ther gal." CHAPTER V. THE RTOUX SURPRISED. He landed heavily upon the ground, the back of his head striking a stone with such force as to render him uncon scious. When he came. to a few minutes later he found himself bound, hand and foot, and in the act of being lifted to the back of an Indian pony Used to all _sort. s of surprises as he was, this completely staggered Young Wild, West. While he lay on th.e ground in the falling rain, uncon scious of what was taking place the band of Sioux had come upon him. And to say that the r ed demons were elated when they saw who it was they had so unexpectedly found would be putting it altogether too mildly. They could not quite understand how it was that he had With the handsome sorrel running like the wind, Young managed to get ahead of them, for the last they saw of the Wild West gained rapidly on the Indians. intrepid young scout he was dealing out death in their midst He had no intention of getting into an open fight with with his never-failing revolvers. them. He felt that if he would rescue the girl he must do But an Indian does not stop to ponder over anything it by strategy. much. So he concluded to shoot off to the right and ride till he Here was the young paleface, who, notwithstanding their had headed the redskins off. short acquaintance with him, they considered their worst Then he might be able to do something. foe. The noise made by the hoofs of the Indians' mustangs And they had found him lying unconscious on the drowned that made by the sorrel, and as it was pretty dark, ground, and alone, they thought he was well the boy was not seen as he got abreast of the band an eighth in their rear, or at the sett lement at the Forks. of a mile distant. "Ugh!" exclaimed Gray Elk in his guttural voice. keep on till I get a mile or so ahead of them, and "Paleface boy heap much brave; he lay down in the rain then I'll stop and think of some plan by which I may be and go to s leep right in path of red man. Take paleface to able to rescue Arietta," he thought, and he allowed the home of Gray Elk, and he make fun for the squaws and sorrel the full rein. pappooses before he goes to the Happy Hunting Grounds of In a few minutes he was directly in advance of the Sioux, the white man." though they were not aware of it. This was the r emark that Wild heard when he first reWhen the rain set in Wild had not left them out of hearturned to bis senses. ing yet. They had pretty swift horses, and they were evi-It all came to him lik e a flash now, and be was himself dently making them do their best to reach shelter in a almost instantly. hurry. But he was utterly helpless, and, in spite of hia strugThe young scout's horse had been, put through a pretty gles, his ankles were tied securely by a rope which was good course of sprouts that day, and he was now getting under the belly of the pony. tired. Just then he thought of his horse, Spitfire. After a tight run of half an hour Young Wild West came He ceased his struggle_s and looked anxiously. around him. to a ltalt, and dismounting, gave Spitfire a short rest. A aolitary torch in the hands of one of the red warriors He would have stopped lo. nger, but he heard the Indians was the only light, and that flickered as though it would go coming, and wishing _to keep ahead of them, he went on. out at any moment as the falling rain-drops came in con-J ust what course of action to pursue he did not know. tact with the flame. After thinking hard for few minutes, he came to the Within the radiu s of light cast by the torch his horse was conclusion that the only way to do it would be to take the nowhere to be seen. redmen by surprise and make them think that he had a "They have not got him," he thought. "It is not likely crowd of men at his back. that he would allow himself to be caught by them, anyHe would empty both his revolvers in their midst as he how. I am glad he got away, and I hop e if I ever get out made a dash and then seize the girl and ride away. of this scrape that I will be able to find him again. Po or It was a very daring and risky thing to do, but Young Spitfire! He served me well as long as I on his Wild West did not mind that. back." Plans of action are not always car'ried out. Young Wild West was thinking more about the loss of And this was one of those cases. the sorrel stallion just then than he was about the precariAbout half a mile further on, while riding at a brisk can-ous position in which he him self was placed. ter, the limb of a tree struck the boy in the chest, and, It was not the first time he had been captured by the In quick as a flash, he was whisked from the back of his horse: dians, and probably that was why he was less concerned.


14 YOUNG WILD WEST. The truth of the matter w a s that he had not th e least The chi e f mu s t have gi v e n ord e r s that s h e s h o uld be d o ubt but tha t h e w o uld get out o f the scrap e all right. treated right, a s they seem e d t o b e very pain st akin g The c hi e f had t o ld' h i m t hat he was to b e t a ke n to the The girl saw the br a v e youn g scout at about the same Indian village, and that meant that he not to be kill e d time his gaze fell upon her for several hours yet. She was pal e from fear and h e r eyes were r e d from wee pAnd in that several hours h e mus t escape, so that the killin g but she at once bright e ned up. ing should be postpon e d ind e finit e ly The presenc e of Young Wild West s eeme fl.owingin the drizzling rain, he rode on. and the wind v e er e d around in a dir e ction almost oppo s ite. Aft e r what see med to be many hours came to Pretty soon the sun came out, and with it Gray Elk arose. a halt. More was thrown on the fir e and the r e d s kin s began He had never been in that section before, but he could to prepare their breaktast. e2sily tell that they were somewhere near a range of mounThey had slain two buffalo e s the day before, a.nd they tains. had brought the meat with them. The hilly aspect of the country told him that. The fire was not a gre at di s tance from the boy, who wa s It was a v.ery wild region, too. Rocks reared themselves tied to the tree, and b e tw e en i1: and the sun s hin e hi s clothon eve r y hand and mountain pines grew here and the r e in g b e gan to dry. Half a dozen of the Indians began sear c hing about for a Whil e the breakfast was b e in g cooked Gray Elk call e d convenient place to pitch their camp. half a dozen of his favorit.e warrior s to practi c e at throw i ng In a few minutes the best to be obtained wait found, and the tomahawk. began to inake them selves as comfortable as poss ible. Young Wild West was to be the target, or, rather, the y The camp was. made under the l e e of a craggy cliff which wer e to see how near they could come to him without hit proj e cted out several feet, thus shutting off the worst of the ting him. storm. He knew what t hey were up to th e moment the old chief But Young Wild West was not placed und e r shelter or call e d the braves. anythin g like it. H e was also aware of t h e fact that the y would not harm Whe n he taken from the back oJ the mus tang he was him in the least. secur e ly lashed to the trunk of a bla s t e d pine right out They want e d to worry and terrify him if poss ibl e . whe r e h e had to suffer the full fury of the storm. The red fiends love to tortur e a victim before killing him . Aft e r many attempts a fire wa;; kindleg The Sioux warSix Indians lined up e a c h w ith a tomahawk ltis riors piled the wood on as the flames increased, and soon it The chi e f measured off the di s tance, and then gave the was a big fire. signal for them to b e gin. The blankets and dried by this, and whe n The first pointed hi s tomah awk car e fully and then let it this was done old Gray Elk had a tent made from a blank e t, whirl, apparentl y straight far th e brav e boy's head and rolling himself in another that was dry, he off It struck the tre e about s ix in c h e s above his head and reinto slumber. mained sticking there. Nearly half of the band ren:ai'ned awake the entire night He did not fl.inch, and Gr11y Elk looked surpri sed. As for Young Wild West, there was no danger of hi s fallThe next of the hatch e t-lik e w e apons hit the tre e very ing asleep. His would not p ermit him, eve n if he close to his l eft shoulder and glanc e d off, landing upon the had felt that way ground twenty feet away. He had not been tied to the tree very long when he caught The face of Young Wild West was slightly pale, but ther!? sight of Arietta was no sign of fear written on it . A couple of Indian s were fixing a place for her in a niche He moved a muscle. in the rocky wall. The third Sioux hurled his tomahawk with unerring aim,


Y.OUNG WILD WEST. lfi embedding it in the tree so close to the captive's right shoul der that it must certainly have grazed his clothing. The fourth put one on his left side in a similar spot and the fifth landed between his legs at the knees, but failed to make it stick there. There was only one l eft to throw now, and he was the champion of them all at that particular line of busineas. He was the favorite son of the chief, called Spotted Hawk,. and he was scarcely more than a boy. He took careful aim and then let the deadly weapon drive with all his might. As it struck it seemed that the head of Young Wild West must surely be severed from his body But no The head did not drop and the brave boy did not so much as wink an eye. So skilfully was the tomahawk thrown that the pointed blade embedded itself into the tree and allowed the handle to come squarely across the boy's neck, jus t touching bis skin. It was a good shot, and Gray Elk applauded his son warmly. Something lik e a sigh of relief came from the lips of Wild, but he did noqet the know even that much. That sort of sport was not to his liking. He thought he had. better praise the braves for their skill, so he calmly said; "The braves of Gray Elk have good eyes and steady bands; they can throw the tomahawk as straight as the white man can shoot a bullet The old chief looked at him for a moment, but said noth ing and walked away, followed by the six who had shown their skill. None of them could quite understand why the captive could display such extraordinary nerve. They believed him to be something above the common run of palef\1-ces. And Wild was not slow to see that h e had made a deep impression on them. But he knew that he would be subjected to all kinds of horribl e before the end would come, unless he made his escape ere the Sioux village was reached. The 'red men now took no further notice of him, but busied themselves about getting their breakfast. Young Wild West wa.s watching anxiously for Arietta Murdock to appear, and presently be was gratified by seeing her led from the place where she had passed the night. Her appearance showed that s he had been awake all night. She was a brave girl, but the awful fate that was most certainly in store for her was preying heavily upon her mind. Her hope was that the soldiers from the fort would ar fi ve before the Indians Jtar ted for their village. She knew that she was as good as lost if they once got her there. And Young Wild West was sure of being tortured and finally killed when they got there. She knew that, because she had heard Gray Elk tell him so shortly after they found him .and made him a prisoner. While the Sioux ate their morning meal and conversed in their own language, she kept her eyes fixed on the handsome young captive. Ten minutes passed. The red men got up from around the fire and made prep arations to move. A piece of half -cnoked buffalo meat was tendered the girl, but she refused it. In anothel' ten minutes they were ready to move. A mustang was led out and two of the red demons ad vanced to the tree to untie the captive and put him on the back of the animal. 'rhen it was that something happened that made the heart of the girl leap, and an exclamation of joy, intermin gled with astonishm-ent, came from her lips. As the indians stepped up to Young Wild West, his arm3 flew up as if by magic and a revolver in either of his hand,; began cracking! He made a move forward and the buckskin thongs dr01Jped to the ground. The Sioux fell back in amazement, more than one the dust from the effects of that dreadful fire. Other shots could be heard, too, and old Gray Elk and his followers jumped about in wild dismay. Young Wild West made a bound for the girl, and just a3 he reached her there was a sudden crashing in the bushes close at hand. The next instan t Spitfire, the boy's handsome s tallion ap peared! CHAPTER VI. A LEAP LIFE OR DEATH. Jim Dart and Robedec looked at Cheyenne Charlie in sur prise when he said the Indians were camp e d close by, and that Young Wild West was a prisoner among them. "I can't imagine how they managed to catch him," said Jim. "I can't even think that he would be care less enough to allow the reds to get him in their c lut ches." "It's ther gal what has caused it, yer kin depend on that," remarked Jack. "Well, no matter what ther cause of it, he is there, an' we must try an' git him away from 'em," and Charlie began to tighten his belt as if to get himself into shape for a strugg le of some sort. "Sure!" exclaimed Jim. "vVild must be saved!" "An' ther gal, too," added Robedee, who showed great feeling for thr. gentler sex, even if th e y were the cause of getting man into trouble. "Sartin!" exclaimed Cheyexrne Charlie. "Git yer guns ready, We've got to do some tall old shootin' We must make ther Sioux believe that there are about fifty of us an' while we are bangin' away right and l eft into 'em one of us must cut him loose." "I'll do that, if you say R0,11 and Jim got out his knife and drew his thumb across it to test its keenness.


16 YOUNG WILD WEST. "All right. Come on, then. Ther Sioux are cookin' their He received nothing in the way of an answer, but he was breakfast, an' the y ll be ready to move in a few minutes." quite sure that his presence was known. After again making sure that their weapons were ready Jim's next move was to reach up and cut the bonds that for instant us e the trio started out, leading their horses held the prisoner about the waist. with them. The two severed ends dropped, but the rest remained in Cheyenne Charlie led them for about a hundred yards, place, so that all that was required was a move forward and and then came to a halt. thongs would drop. "We must leave our horses here," he said in a whisper And still Young Wild West ;remained as immovable as a "It won't do to take 'em any closer." statue. Accordingly the steeds were hitched to saplings, and then One more stroke of the knife and Wild's hands were the scout led the way cautiously through the undergrowth. free. As everything was pretty well soaked from the heavy fall Then a heavy navy revolver was thrust in each of them. of rain, they were able to proceed without danger of a dry and Jim started to crawl back to his companions. twig cra cking under th6r feet. And still the boy captive remained in the same position. The nearer they got to the Indian camp the more cautious Five minutes pas8d. they became. The trio of friends in the bushes could not understand They could hear the guttural of the redskins what the boy was waiting for. plainly, and it struck them that something out of the ordiBut they gu e s sed a moment later when they saw the girl nary was taking place. captive brought out Half a minute later they were at a spot where they con-Id He meant to save her! look right into th e camp. The Sioux were getting ready for a hurried start now, It was jus t at this time that the six warriors were pra c ticand the fingers of Cheyenne Charlie were itching to press ; ing at throwing their tomahawks, and three took in the situthe triggers of his ever'-ready revolvers ation at a single glance. It was not iong before the time arrived for him to do so. Jim Dart raised hi;; rifle to send a bullet crashing through As Young Wild West sprang toward the Indians who the brain of a brave as he raised his weapon to hurl it at the approached the tree for the purpose of releasing him and boy tied to the tree, but Charlie stayed him. tying hiin upon the horse the three sprang to their feet: "Don't," he whisper ed. "TheJ'ain't goin' to hurt him. Then the rpvolvers began cracking away. Wait till they git through. See! They d

r YOUNG WILD WEST. Ou.r three friends had exhausted the chambers of their Cheyenne Charlie and his two companions wer e nearly revolvers, and they had no time to load them now. two hundred yards behind the sorrel and his double burden, Hot after Young Wild West they sped, a score of bullets a nd the foremost of the Indians a trifle more than that and arrows flying about their heads as they did so. distance behind them But the Sioux who owned the rifles shot high to a man, The growth of the trees was so dense that none of them and beyond a slight arrow wound received in the arm by eould see the others half-the time. Jack Robedee they were not touched. Sudd enly. the whoops of the Indians ceased. It was now to be a raee jor life What did this mean ? Wild West was elated beyond mea s ure. Th e Young Wild West was undecided what to do, but he con-change in the situation was a wonderful one. eluded to keep right on. -. Three things had been brought about almost in the twinkFive minutes later the :fierce yells of the Sioux broke out ling of an eye. afr e sh, coming from a point almost directly ahead this time. He was :(;ree, the girl captive was with him, and he was B e fore the boy could slacken speed to turn around the on the back of his beautiful horse 1 ndians were right upon him. With bis left arm grasping her waist, Arietta Murdock They had taken the s hort cut across and had headed him sat the saddle in front of him. off. She was remarkably cool one in such a critical pos iY onng Wild West cast one swift glance around him. tion. A few feet ahead to his right was a narrow ravine. "Give me one of your revolvers," she managed to articu-It was not over six feet in width, and appeared to be the late. "They are not empty, are they?" only place of refuge just then. "No," was the answer, "there are two shots in each, if Holding Arietta tightly, he swerved his horse around and the chambers were full when I got them, and I guesw they into the narrow d efile the animal bounded. were. We stand an excellent show of getting away, Miss The yells of the Indians turned to exultant cries at this Murdock, though we are not going in the direction of the move. Forks. This hor s e can beat anything the Sioux }1ave got They did not offer to fire a shot or send an arrow after with them, and the only thing that worries me is that the him. friends who saved us may get into serious trouble." It struck the boy that they must know that they had him "They are coming," said the girl a moment la ter, as she cornered, and he nerved himself for a desperate fight. gave a flee ting glance behind them. "There are three of But whafhad become of Che yenne Charlie and the rest? them. One is Jim Dart." If they could manage to stand the redskins off till he The sorrel had now rea.ched a comparatively level stretch could make a stand behind some bowlder he might yet have which ran around the base of the mountain range, and witha chance. out being urged a particle he increased his speed. The swift-footed sorrel dashed up the narrow defile with "Steady, Spitfire," said his master. "We must not leave the speed of the ':ind and after him came the bloodthirsty the friends who saved us too far b e hind. Steady, now!" savages in single file. But the horse did not want to be held back, and it was Arietta now raised the revolver Wild had given her, and with great difficulty that Wild heid him do""1. taking a quick aim she pressed the trigg er. The shooting was still fast and furious, which told them The bullet sped true to its mark and the foremost savage that the Sioux thought they still had them in range. rolled from his horse, temporarily blocking the way for the Occasionally the whiz 0 a bullet could be heard, but iri. otheJ,'S. a minute or two niore they died out altogether. But it would take more than that to stop the Indians now. Thud-thud ! The hoofbeats of the three They were bent upon taking both the boy and girl alive, and horses behind them could still be heard plainly, though at by their actions it would seem that they felt certain of dotimes they could not be seen at all, so dense was .the miing it. clergrowth. The ravine widened slightly when a couple 0 hundred "Come on, boyrc: !" called out Wild "If our horses are yards had been covered, and the next .instant Young Wild fresh we will surely get away from them West saw something that caused him to turn deathly pale. "As sure ilS you're born we, will!" came back the answer He had just rounded a slight bernl, and right in front of from Cheyenne Charlie. "We're gainin' every second." him, not fifty feet distant, w ,as yawning chasm. A little farther oi;i and they came to a point where they On eith er side were perpendicular walls of rock, thus mak-were compelled to turn at right on account of a pering no possible way to esGape. pendicular wall of rock. And the sorrel had managed to get the bit between his This brought them a. trifle nearer to the yelling horde teeth and was running faster than ever. of Sioux, and Wild was afraid that they might turn and In a second it would be all over. intercept them by riding straight across, insteaq of followThe Sioux were yelling themselves hoarse now. They ex-ing the winding trail they left. pected to see the young horseman pull up his steed and come H they were acquainted with that section of the country to a halt. it was most certain that they would do this. But he could not have done that, anyhow.


18 YOUNG WILD WEST. The chasm was too wide for a horse to jump Young the chance," he siiid. "I will admit that I did not let a Wild JVest saw that at a g l ance . At least he had never sing le chance slip throu g hout the entire exci t e ment though. see n a horse that cou ld make a jump. I started out to rescue Arietta Murdock from the Sioux, and On the other side of the chasm the way was cl ea r, and by the help of my fri e nds and m y horse, I did r escue h e r, if--That i s all there is to it. I don't want you to lionize me. In that fraction of a second it flas h e d throu g h the mind I don't flatt ery, so please l et it go at that. of the Prince of the Saddle that if the remarkable horse A c heer followed this little speech. Arietta stepped forcould make the l eap he would be saved. warcl and touched Wild on the arm. Realizing their awful peril. Ari etta fainted from sheer "It just occurred to me," she "that I never fright. thanked you for saving me from the Indians. I want to do Young Wild West gave the stallion free r ein, and then sonow. Believe me whe n I say that I will never forget you closed his eyes. -never." It was certainly life or death now. Young Wild West blu s heap was going to be made, broke into yells of anger and once. It is s upposed to be a thing that will save the life of chagrin. a person in times of great danger. Will you wear it if I There was not one of them who dared urge his horse to I make one for you?" do the fearful leap that the sorrel made with his double "Will I wear it! Certainly, Arietta. I will only be too burden. pleased to wear anything that was made by your hands. I Wild involuntarily tightened his grip on the bridle rein, am not superstitious, though, so remember that I will wear and found that he once more had Spitfire und er control. the charm just because you are going to make it with your The horse had let go th e bit, as much as to say; "I have hands, and for no other reason." done my part, now you do yours." "Very well. That is quite satisfactory to ine. I will H a lf a minute l ater Wild found himself back on the same have it done by to-morrow." trail, and who s hould h e come upon but Cheyenne Uharlie It was in the evening after the remarkable events of the n nd his two companions. morning that this conversation took place, and the m oment The trio gave a wild cheer of delight. that the gi rl came up to Young Wild West those who had "Go m e on! Jim Dart. "We have now got plain been stand ing around sai ling over the back track." Cheyenne Charlie and Jack Robedee had gone back to And such was, indeed, the case. B efo re the Indians could Fort B1idger, but Jim Dart was around get anywhere near them they were galloping for the He seemed to be greatly pleas e d with the headway Wild Indian encampment, and when this was reach e d they turned was making in what he was pleased to call his "little love direct for the Forks. They never knew whet her the Sioux gave any further "I can see hqw it will all turn out some day," he said half pur suit o r not, but they did not see them again that day, au hour later as the two boys got together. "You are the and when they reaehed the settlement a few hours l ater the luckiest fellow in the West to have such a fine girl as that to Yrnnde rful leap of ga'llant Spitfire became the theme for conf!)ll in love with you!" versation. do me a great kindness if you don't anyCHAPTER VII. YOUNG WILD WEST MAKES A BET. A great ovation was given Young Wild West by the honest-hearted settlers of the Forks. thing more ahout it," repli e d Wild. "All right, old fellow, I won't then. To see you fighting Indians one would never think was so bashful." "I,et it drop, will you?" Jim saw that he was in earnest, so he promptly changed the sub j ect. Though it was not likely that Gray Elk would bother the settlers that night, a. good watch was kept. He had accomp li shed more by hi8 gr,it and daring than The next morning Cheyenne Charlie rode over the

YOUNG WILD WEST. 19 Old Gray Elk and two other prominent chiefs of the Sioux nation were the leaders in the movem e nt, and the lack of the soldiers in that section made it rathe r unpleasant for the whites to think about. After a talk on the subject, the settlers concluded to quit the Forks. They had the biggest part of thei r crops plant ed>. and that meant a heavy loss to them. But they had located too far away from the fort io be und er its protection to any great extent, and there was no other course to pursue just now. "Waal," observed old Sam Murdock, "if I leave ther Forks to-day I'll leave for good I'll strike out gold hunt in', 'cause farmin' are a little too slow for me, anyhow." "Why, where would you go to, grandpop ?" asked pretty who heard the old man's remarks. "Th ere are plenty of places in ther mountains where they are strikin' it. rich," was the reply. "If we kin settle in some live minin' town, you'll be a hundred per cent. safer than you'd be here on a farm." "But there are very few who ever make a success at gold hunting." "Not now. Men are strikin' it rich every day. I heard from an old pard of mine ther other day. He's gettin' rich up in ther hills, an' adwises me to come there." "Well, I shan't object. You know best." "Yes, I ain't got a great while longer to live, an' I want to leave somethin' for you when I peg out. I've never made anythin' at farmin'." It now being decided that they were to leave, the settlers got right at it. They hitched up their teams and placed their household effects in the wagons, many of them regret fully, as they had learned to love the place. It did not take a great while to get ready, and short ly before noon the wagon train started, with the cattle being driven ahead, for the fort. Arietta owned a pretty black pop.y, which had been given to her by her grandfather a few months before. She was quite at home in the saddle, and when she rode along by the side of Young Wild West, near the head of the line, the settlers' wives looked at each other and nodded sig nificantly But there was no one in the entire party who would not admit that they thought them a very handsome and dash ing looking couple. The sorrel horse and the black pony both !mt fine figures, and their riders did the same The journey to Fort Bridger was made in due time and the people at once began to form temporary as there were not enough buildings in., the place to accommo date them. The majority of the women _,11nd children were given tem porary quarters in the cabins of the residents, but the men were forced fo go into camp. The next day the work of cuttin'g down trees and f01m ing them into log s would begin, and then the building of cabins would follow. According to all reponts, it looked as though they would not be able to return to the Forks in some time. If the Indians once got on the warpath for fair it was quite likely that it would be months before they would bQ quelled and peace once more restored The horsemanship and daring deeds of Young Wild West soon got noised about among the entire populace, and he N ceived the admiring gaze of nearly every one in the little vil lage. We say nearly every one, for there were a few who did not seem to like him much. There were probably half a dozen men who belonged to the lower order of common mortals, and they were the ones. Nearly -every man had something against his character, but as they had behaved themselves fairly well of late, they had been allowed all the rights and privileges of the villagr. Probably the one who took the most dislike to Wild was a big, ungainly, but powerful fellow, who was known a" Buck Wood. He had not been around the day the men were trying to break the wild horse, and he had been sneering about what took place on that day ever since. Such people are bound to find some one to listen to them and als::> agree with them, and while Young Wild West W'.\S busy helping the men fix up their temporary headquarters Buck Wood was three of his cronies what he thought of the boy. "He's nothin' more than a young upstart, who had more luck than brains when he tackled that horse," he said. "An' as for him grabbin ther gal from old Gray Elk's camp a1; ridin' off an' jumpin' over a hole in ther ground, any or,e could have done that If he goes to puttin' on any airs around me, I'll be apt to teach him that he's only a boy, an' has no business with men." "Right yer ar e Buck!" exclaimed his listenersin unison. One of his cronies was named Andrews. He sold whiskey to soldiers and bordermen on the sly He agreed with everything Buck said and produced some liqu o r to show what a good friend he was to him. "I'd lik e to show ther young tenderfoot somethin' about ridin'," observed the big bully, as he quaffed the whiskey that was handed him. "I ne;-er seed ther man that c;l!ld beat me handlin' a horse yet. Bill Cody, nor Bill Hickok, nor any one else couldn't do what I did when we had a trial one day down on ther banks of the Platte, in N e bra s ky; an' I guess lhis boy can't do it." "I should say not," chorused the li steners It just happened that Jim Dart was passing just then. The men were in the shanty owned by Andre11s, and thou!!h the door was closed, he could hear every word that said. He stayed long enough to hear a whole lot more, all of which was not complimentary to his young friend. Jim Dart did what any good friend would do. He went to Wild, and calling him aside, said : "There are some people around here who are down on you." "Is that so?" asked the boy in surprise. "I am sure I have not done a thing to injure any one. ViTlrnt appears to be the trouble, anyway?" "Oh, they are of the attentioo you ha Ye attract e d


20 YOUNG WILD WEST. =========================================================================-= for what you have done. I don't think the parties ambunt to a great deal, though." "Well, perhaps they don't But I'd like to know who they are, though." "Well, 1'll point them out to you the first chance I get." The chance did not come till the following morning, and then Jim showed Young Wild Wes t the men a s the y w e r e just about to enter Buck Wood' s shanty Wild at once called to them, and the y turned to see what be wanted. "I'd like to ask you people if I have ever done anything to you?" he said. "I reckon not," retorted Buck, w]lo took it on himself to act as spokesman. "Then what are you down on me for? Haven't I aa much right to live around here as you have, as long as I mind my o-wn busiife s s and let other people s alone? "See here young fell er," spok e '!P Andrew s "You bail better keep your tongue s till, or you might git into trouble." "That's all right," an s wered Wild. ''If you p e opl e hav e got anything again s t me, I want you to s pit it out, like men would do. Do you under s tand what I am driving at now?" "They tell me that you are ther champion horseman of these parts," ventur e d Buck Wood, who did not appear to get angry at the boy's remarks. "I don't say so." "Well, maybe you think you are." "Well, I won't brag, but I think I could give you a few lessons at riding, either fancy or plain." "You do, hey? I guess you don t know who you are talkin' to." "No, I don t exactly know, but I'll a s k Cheyenne Charlie. Perhaps he can tell me some thing about you." This was a hot jab at the bully though Wild West did not know it. Charlie had given Buck a sound thra s h ing about a month before, and the two had not spoken since. "Oh, you needn't ask him about me. Him an' I ain't good frienda. Ask any of the s e gentlemen here." "Well, we will drop the asking part and allow that you are a first-class horseman. I made the assertion that I could give you lessons, and I am willing to put up money that I can." "How much money have you got?" "I've just got a hundred dollars; wnich I have been saving for the past three months. Do you want to cover it on the proposition I mjlae ?" "Yes. Put up your money in ther hands of Andrew.> here." "Oh, no! I don't know Andrews. We'll go over to the supply store and put the money up in the hands of the man who runs it. Are you satisfied with that?" The man thought a while and then said he guessed he was. "Well, come on then. There is no use waiting. If you can beat me at handling or riding a horse, why, you are welcome to my money, though I was a good while earning it." The-boy's straightforward and unflinching manner had brought Buck down a peg or two. He wa3 but a big cow-ard, at the most ; but he did not want to back out from mak ing the bet now. Besides h e r e ally did have a big opinion of himself as far _as hi s hors e man s hip was concern e d The whole c rowd walk e d up to the s uppl y s tore, and seein g Young Wild West a nd Jim with men who bore a shady reputation, Cheyenne C harli e and some of hUi friend s fol l owed. The man who kept the s tore waa n a m e d Smith, and he promptly c ame out when Jim Dart told him what was want e d of him. You see it i s just this way," Young Wild Wes t explained. '"J;:his man her e," indicating Buck Wood, "has s aid that he can beat m e handling a horse, and I hav e of f e r e d to b e t him a hundred dollars that h e can t. I will put the money up in your hand s and if he cove r s it, I am will ing to com}lete with him a s s oon as h e wants to." "Oh, I'll hold the mon e y all ri ght," said Smith, and h e promptl y took the roll Wild handed him and carefull y c ount e d it. "There's just a hundred liere. Come down, Buck, if you a i n t try ing to bluff the young fellow." "Oh, I ain't tryin' to bluff him was the quick retort. "I ain't got quite a hundred, but Andr e w s will help m e out, I guess." "That I will," spoke UP. hi s c hum and the money was soon counted and placed in Smith's hands, along with Wild's. By this time at least tw e nty men had gathered in front of the store, and when they heard what the bet was they felt s orry for Buck. While he was an excellent rider and had the tricks of cowboys, greasers and Indians down pretty fine, they knew that he was no match for Young Wild West. What the boy had d o ne with the wild stallion was enough to make them think that way. "I'll go an' git my horse," remarked Buck, turning away. "I'm ready now." "So am I," nodded Wild. "I'll be ready'as soon as you are." As the big bully left the crowd Cheyenne Charlie heard him remark to Andrews : "If that boy does wip the money, I'll give him ther worst beatin' he ever had, see i f I don't." "You will ; bey?" muttered Charlie, as be turned bis h e ad s o as to not let it be known that he heard the remark. "I don't believe you could give ther boy a beatin', as big a s you are, if he had a square show. Anyhow, ifyou kin, why, I'll see to it that you don't." CHAPTER VIII. WILD DEFEATS BUCK WOOD. Young Wild West w ent s trai ght to the place where he bad rigged a sort of stable for his horse. The handsome animal appear e d -to be perfe ctly contented, though he did not like any one else to come near him.


YOUNG WILD WEST. He pricked up his ears and gave a whinny as the boy Back came close to doing the same, but not approached, and was caressed in return. quite. He had never seen the boy ride before, and he "Old fellow, I want you to behave yourself fine for a knew he was defeated in the first trial before the turn was little while. I am going to teach a big bluff of a man a made. lesson.'' But he did his best coming back, and said nothing when It was not possible for Spitfire to understand, but he the race was decided in favor of Wild by a vote of two. to seemed to, just the same, for he gave another whinny and one. rubbed the boy's shoulder with his nose. Andrews, of course, voted that Buck did the best, but that Wild saddled and bridled him without the least difficulty. was to be expected of him, so no one seemed at all surprised. It seemed as though the horse had never been a wild one. "You can beat me in that1 maybe, but now I'll show you A few kter he rode out into the single road or something that you can't do," exclaimed the bully. "Who's sfreet of the village and made for the supply store. got a nose-rag in the crowd?" A larger crowd than ever had collected by this time, and Smith at once produced a handkerchief and handed it to every one was on the tiptoe of excitement. him. A cheer greeted the appearance of Young Wild West, as said Buck, looking at the judges, "he's got the sorrel cantered up and came to a halt with neck to do this trick to be even with me, an' to beat me on it he's and flowing mane. got to go me one better." Buck Wood appeared a moment later.. He was mounted "All right," was the reply. ''Go ahead." on a rather fine specimen of horseflesh, and in spite of his Without any further remarks, he rode out about a couple somewhat ungainly figure, he made a good appearance in the of hundred yards and dropped the handkerchief on the saddle. ground. Then he came back, and wheeling his horse around, Just about four men gave him a cheer as he rod@ up, started him at full speed for it. and he took off his broad sombrero and waved it cowboy As he neared it he suddenly stooped and picked it up with fashion . his left hand, and wheeling, came galloping back with the handkerchief in his hand. "Who's goin' to be ther judge of this here business?" he demanded, looking around with as fierce an expression as he In those days this was considered -a great feat by the cowIt could boJ'S and border men, and there were but few who could could possibly put on. This was done for the benefit of Wild alone. do it. not possibly have any effect on any one who knew him. "Won't the stakeholder do?" retorted Wild. Buck received quite a round of applause, and then it came Young Wild West's turn. "Well, there op.ghter be three judges The boy did not appear to be the least bit concerned over "All right. I'll name Cheyenne Charlie for one; now, what had been clone, and noticing this his friends f elt satis youname the other." fied that he could do the trick all right. "That gives you ther namin' oftwo, and me only one." "Oh, have it any way you like. Name them all, if you Wild placed the in about the same spot, an!l want to." then coming back made a dash for it, and picked it up with the greatest of ease. This shamed the man somewhat, and after a little talk it was decided that Smith, the stakeholder, Cheyenne Char-"How was that?" asked Cheyerlne Charlie, turning t0 lie an d Andrews were to act. the other two judges. "That was done neat enough, wasn't it?" The place on the prairie where the sorrel had been broken was selected for the match, and the crowd followed the two "I should say it was," teplied Smith, while said not a word. principals to it. "Now, then," observed Buck, "ther first thing we'd better But Young Wild West was not done with that particular do is to ride a race straight ahead, ther speed of ther horse trick yet. He produced another handkerchief, and taking not to count, but 'her way ther man.sits ii{ ther saddle an' both of with him, galloped out again. manages ther horse." He them on the ground about thirty feet apart, "All right," answered Wild. "The judges will please and when he came to a halt he was in a straight line with tell us how far to go before we turn and come back." them. This was quickly settled upon, and the two horses drew up The men cfid not know exactly what he was going to do, alongside each other. and Buck Wood shrugged hfs shoulders uneasily. Spitfire was so spirited that Wild could nQt stop him from The next minute Wild came riding toward the dancing, but he got him quiet enough to make the start. chiefs at a breakneck speed. "One, two, three---go !" exclaimed Smith, and they 'Were It seemed that his horse was going right over them. off. But as he neared the first one he swerved the sorrel to the Young Wild West found that he could easily outdistance right, and stooping down picked it up; then, as quick as a the other horse, but he did not want to, as the judges were flash from a gun, the sorrel turned the other way, and he to pasa on the style in which they rode. grabbed the other handkerchief. Wild answered to every move of the steed under him, and "If you can do that, Mr. Buck Wood, you will { J I \ ( f r r \ ( I \ J


YOUNG WILD WEST. m e," observed Wild, a s h e rod e bac k to the group witl1 a prolo11ge d c heer rin g ing in hi s ears "Humph!" exclaimed the big bully, in a voice of scorn "I reckon I kin do that eas y enough. I'v e done it more than a thousand times." Now, Young Wild Wes t had neve r seen any one do it but himself, and he doubted v e ry mu c h that Buck ha d seen it done before, let alone doi11g it himself. And he was right. Buck had uever even attempted the feat b e fore, but he felt that he could do it now, so he put on a bold front over it. He was just a little nervous when h e rode out to drop the handkerchief s though. He did not know exactly )low far apart to place them. But he plac e d them the best he kn e w how, a nd.then got ready to do the trick. The crowd watched him with interest, for nearly all of the m e n thought that it was jus t poss ible that he could pick up the two, as he had pick e d up th e one. But they did not stop to consider how difficult it was to change positions so quickly, both in the horse a nd rider. When Buck got ready he started his horse at the top of its speed straight for the handkerchi e fs. He stooped for the first one and missed it, and when he an effort to get the other he had passe d it by a dozen feet. Instead of a cheer a laugh went up from the men this time. Buck Wood was very mad. He wanted another chance. As there were no such arrangements in the terms of the contest, the judge s did not know about giYing him another cha.nee at the same thing. "Ko, I'll w a it. If I don't b eat you in this n ext tric k I won't a s k for it." The judges said all right, and the bully, now som e what cool again, made prepar a tions for the wond e rful f ea t of horsem a n s hip he was going to p e rform. He had come prepared for it, for riding up to Andrews he aske d him for the packag e he had carried ove r for him. Young Wild West had no idea of what th e feat was going t o be, and cam e up close to see what the pa c kag e contained. When it was open e d a laugh w ent up from the men "Potatoes!" exclaimed Jack Robe dec. "What is h e going to do, cook dinner for us ?" "I think not," retort e d Wild. "I have an id e a h e i s going to s hoot at the potatoes as they are thrown up in the air for him.!' "An' you've got je s t the r right id e a," sajd Buck. "Did yer ever try your hand at it?" "Oh, I b e lieve I have a few times." The bully's countenance lengthened again. "What don't ther boy know?" he a s ke d himself. "Go a head and show me what you are going to do," said Wild. "All right. You j est take six of these potatoes an' ride rJongside of me, an' throw 'em up as fas t as I tell y ou, an' I'll show you how I kin s hoot whil e in tl w r s addle ." "I'll do just as you say, Mr. Buck Wood. H a nd ove r the v eget ables." Buck counted out six bf the largest potatoes and gave tllem to Wild. "Now, whe n the judges say 'go' w e' ll start," said the bully. "Every time I say 'now' you l e t a potato go up in the air about twe nty fee t ahead of m e." "I think I und e r 3 t a nd th e thing thorou g hly," was the c alm reply. "I am ready." "Oh, yes! Give him three chances," said Young Wild Presently the "One, two, three-go!" came from the West. "He couldn't do it if he had a dozen trials, though." judges, a nd away th!'y dart e'Cl. "I'll show you this time," he bellowed out, and this time At the first call Youn g West thre w the potato just he placed the handkerchief s further apart. where he wanted it, and Bu c k split it as nicely as you please Every one in the crowd noticed that they w e r e twice as far with a s hot from his r evolve r. apart as they had been whe n Wild perform e d the feat. The ne'xt one he missed, though it was no fault of the It be much easier to do it this way. mann e r in which it was thrown. But no one said anything. They want e d to see if Buck l The third and fourth were missed, al so, but the fifth and could do it that way. sixth wer e hit. He soon' got ready, and toward the two handkerchiefs he That was pretty good shooting, and there was no one who came dashing. witnessed it that said it wasn't. He managed to pick up the first handkerchief this time, Riding at full s peed on horsebac k and s hooting such s mall hut made a miserable mis s of the second. objects as potatoes as they were thrown in th e air is no small "You can t do it!" yelled out some one in the crowd; thing to do. "and if you could you would twist yourself all out of shape And with a r evolve r, too! It might be quit e an easy thing and never get straight again." to do with a shotgun. This brought a loud laugh, and the big bully began to Bu c k had practiced mor e th a n a year to do the thing, but grow mad. he seldom hit more than halt of what h e shot at. "I ain't beat out yet!" he cried. "There's one more But th:i.t was good e nough for that kind of s hooting. thing I. want to try afore we git through an' if I win that He thought he surely had hi s oppon ent on this, and so I think I ought to have another chance at ther handkerdid a great many of the men in the crowd. chiefs. l But Young Wild West did not appear to b e di st urbed in '""You can have another show now," called out Young th e least. Wild West. He came up smiling when it was his turn, an(i though ;... "' ,.


YOUNG WILD WEST. 23 he took particular note that the potatoes Buck picked out I "Any one as says Young Wild West ain't ther prince of were somewhat smaller than the others, he said nothing. ther saddle is a liar!" yelled Cheyenne Charlie,. who was "Are you ready?" asked the judges. so elated at the result of the cont.est that he could scarcely "Yes," answered Wild. contain himself. The signal was given, and off they went. If any one had contradicted his statemnt jm.t th!?n the The .first potato Buck threw too far out of the way, and services of a grave digger would have been required very Wild did not shoot at it. soon. He cast a look at the man which meant more than words could say, and the result was that the next one went up in the right style. Crack The vegetable flew in pieces. Young Wild West had hit the first he shot at. He gave the word for the third one to go up. It went, and though it was not thrown exactly-as it should have been, he hit it. "That's two for thcr prince of ther saddle," yelled out Jack Robedee from the crowd. The fourth potato Wild did not shoot at. "No more of that," he said to Buck. "You throw them right, do you hear?" The bul1y scowled fiercely, but made no 'reply. However, the fifth potato went up right and Wild cut it in two. "Three tothree, and one more shot for Young Wild West l" sang out some one in the crowd. "Yes, and he ain't gittin.' a square show, either," said another. "We'll see about that when the judges decide," observed Cheyenne Charlie. Wild now urged his horse forward at a faster gait, and called Buck to keep up with him. "Let the last potato go!" he exclaimed a moment later. The bully did let it go, throwing it much higher than he had any of those before. '!'hough he was not aware of it, this was just what Wild wanted him todo. Then it was 'that a simultaneous gasp of astonishment came from the men in the crowd. Young Wild West did not shoot at the potato from his regular posit ion in the saddle. He swung himself down ward similarto the way he had done when he picked up the handkerchief, and then as the potato was descending on the other side of his horse he shot from beneath the animal's belly, and split it in a hundred pieces. 'fhis remarkable feat nearly took Buck Wood's breath away. He knew he was beaten-very badly beaten-but he was not man l'nough to ride up to his conqueror and J hake hands with him. He was not made of that sort o:f. stuff. Instead of this, he rode off for the village, using some hard "cuss" words as he did so. Every man in the crowd congratulated Wild, even to Andrews. Such riding and shooting they had never seen before, and tb, :v wanter} to shake hands with the one who could do it. But no one was willing to contradict him, though An and Buck's other pals fe,lt pretty sore over the defeat of their idol. When Wild turned around he found that a great many more had witnessed the exhibition than those who had come out on the prairie at the start. 'l'he commandant and other officers of the fort were sit ting close by on horseback, and not far away 1vere three or four ladies, one of whom was Arietta Murdock. "Oh, Wild!" she exclaimed, when he rode up to her to receive her congraiulations, "you don't know how good it macle me feel to see you beat that man at his own "Well, Arietta, it makes m e feel good, too, and, besides, I am just a hundred dollars richer." "So you will keep the hundred dollars you wer.i from him, then?" "Certainly. Why not?" "Oh, I heard some one remark juat now that you would most likely give it back to him." "Well, little one, whoever thinks that way is very much mistaken. I won the money fair ancl square, and I consider it is mine just as much as though I had been hired to give that exhibition by some one. I was not betting on a sure thing, you know, so I was taking no advantage whatever." "Oh, if you say it is right, I am sure it is, Wild.'' "That's it. Now, if you hear anybody else say that I ought to give the money back to Buck Wood just tell them that it was he who issued the challenge, and that you think I won it fair." "I will, Wild." The two rode back to the village together. Just as they enterecl it Buck Wood rode past them ancl made a remark that was not complimentary to either Wild or his fair companion. Instantly our hero's blood was aroused. As quick as a flash he urged Spitfire forward, and seiz ing the big cur by the shoulder he pulled him from the sad dle. He had dismounted by the time Buck was squarely on his feet, and facing him he exclaimed : "You have got to apologize for tha.t remark you made or else take a thrashing." CHAPTER IX. Smith handed the two hundred dollars over to the winner, THE RIDE TO FORT M'DONOUGH. and he put it in his pocket. "I made that two hundred pretty remarked Wild. If the big cowboy had been surprised at the boy defeating "l wouldn't mind doing the same thing every day." I him at his own tricks, he was more so now.


YOUNG WILD WE S T To thin k th a t h e w ould dar e to c h a ll e n g e him t o a fight F e w p e r sons kn e w an y thing about the art of boxing in was rnorGi.i h a n Bu c k c ould under st a nd. tho s e days, but Wild was oi:e of the few. He was at l e a s t a hrad taller than Youn g Wild West, and He had lived p art of his l ife in a hus tling c ity and learned he was knOWl l to b e almo s t a s powe rful 8.3 a n ox i t fr o m the s treet boys t h e r e "Wha-'"'.hatl".he g a s p ed. You thrash m e ?" The r e was not a man a.t Fort Bridg e r that could defeat Y e s was the cool r e joind er; "if you don t apolo gize for him at a a ta.nd-off fight, a nd those who witn e ssed the r e that you made jus t now, I will s ur ely thra s h you." ma rkable bout wer e r e a dy to ad mit this The bully had all a long been it c hi ng to t e a c h th e boy "I've got enou gh!" b awle d th e bull y as h e w ent down the what he t e rmed a lesson and 'tne onl y thing that him la s t time "IA't m e a lon e will y ou? from attacking him was the presence of Cheyenne Cha rli e "Are you goi n g to apolo gize for what you s aid? d e mand But that man was not in s ight ju s t and that i s the e d Wild. r e a son he had insulted Wild a s h e rode by. "Yes I'll never say an y thing lik e th a t 9,g'in. H e did not expe ct th e boy would dar e to resent it, and. h e All right. G e t up, the n and mind that you keep y our meant to turn, ride back and slap the y oung fellow in th e word fac e Buck got up a nd taking hi s horse from th e man who had And now th e boy was going to thra s h him! c aught h i m and s tood holding liim, h e walk e d awa y from the Buck dr e w a long breath and bur s t into a laugh. spot "So if I don t apologize, you are goin' to lick m e h ey?" H e did not hav e the stre ngth to get in the s addle and his "Yes, and if you atte mpt to use a weapon in the s crim eyes w e r e rapidly clos ing from the effects of the blows h e mage, I'll kill you. Jus t bear that in mind before I sti;irt had received in.the face. in A nd h e had n o t even touched Young Wild West during "See here,. youngst er," and he made a grab to g e t W i ld b y th e e ntir e s crimmage. the collar "I' ll je st--" Thi s mad e th e boy mor e popular than ever with hi s many Just what he meant to say will neve r b e known for at that friend s instant Young Wild West' s fist caught him 'in the mou t h, Mounting Spitfire, wno was being h e ld by Arietta a f e w and he stagger e d bac k a s though he had been kick e d b y a yard s off, Wild rod e for th e s hanty the girl was s t o ppin g at, government mule. >yith h e r at hi s s id e snakes!" y e ll e d the now thoroughly e nrag e d I could not h e lp w a it and see you thras h that man," sh_..e bully; "I'll break e v ery bone in y our body for hittin m e like said; "though I was afraid y ou c ouldn't dQ it." that when I wasn't lookin !" "It was easy e n o ugh, was n t it?" h e laugh ed. "I am not Bump! Spat! Wild caught him a hard one jus t above afraid of s u c h m e n a s h e It doesnot take m e many mi:g his belt with his left, and then landed a right s wing on hi s utes to form an impr e s s ion of a per s on and I kn e w what he face. was th e moment I firs t saw him." Down he went in a confused heap He strugg l e d wildly But d on't you think h e will try and g e t revenge for what to get upon his feet, but failing, fell forward on his s toma c h you have done t c him to.:da y ? and remained perfectly quiet. "If h e doe s he'll g e t the worst of it, or my name i s not A number of men came running up jus t th e n, a nd th e y Young Wild West began whooping and shouting, almost bur s ting with merri"I wis h you would b e v e r y car e fol, though for my sake. } ment at the downfall of Buck. I will, Ari etta-for your s ak e . Don t worry about me "Git up an' fight like a man!" one shouted : g e tting hurt b y su c h men a s Buck Wood. They are too cow" Don t go to sleep!" cried another ardl y to do an y tijing. But I will kee p an eye on him jus t "You oughter whip a whole regiment of boys You'r e the s am e." big enough Late that afternoon Che yenne Charlie sought out Young "Come, git up!" Wild West and said: These and a whole lot more of similar sayings rang out. "I was sorry I miased the fight; if I had known it was In about fifteen seconds Buck got up. going to take place, I would have followed you in from the He was a little dazed, but mad as a hornet. prairi e but was in vited to join in a game of cards with a He made a rush as though to annihilate Wild on the spot lieut enant and corporal and could .not 1'esist temptation." hut the agile young scout stepped aside, and putting out his "Well it wasn't much of a fight I had no troubl e in foot, tripped him and 1:1ent him to the ground again giving him more than h e wanted. He don't know the l e ast The burat of laughter that went up was 8.lmost deafenthing about the art of self-defen se, as far as the use of Naing. ture s weapons are conce. rned Young Wild West, as cool as though he was watching a "Well, I must say that I don't myself I've always done company of soldiers at their drill, waited for him to get up my fightin' with a gun or a huntin' knife and his balance. "Is that so? Well, I have done a little of that kind, too. Then he sailed in and knocked him down again with a I You see, I have been compelled to fight my own way ever skaight right in the jaw. since my foster father died, and I have come in contact with


YOUNG WILD WEST. a ll kinds of people and all kinds;of fighting. How did you make out in your game of cards?" "Oh, I lost about thirty dollars. I didn't have any luck to -d ay." "So you were playing for mon ey, then?" "Oh, yes. The re wouldn't be any fun in it unless you was." "And the sold iers won your money?" "Yes, a bout thirty dollars in gold. But I ll get it back again "I don't believe in playing draw poker, and I never have, only when it has been necessar y." "Necessary? What do you mean by that?" "Why, when you are trying to find out something about a man, and the only way to get on confidential term s with him is to sit in a with him. That's what I mean I have been through that sort of thing, you know." "And how did you make out when you played?" "Oh, I never los t anythi ng." Cheyenne Char lie look e d admiringly at his young fri end. "It seem s to me that you are up to snuff on about everything that's goin'," he observed. "But .I want to tell you what I come to see you about. Ther boss at ther fort asked me if I wouldn't git you to go out on a littl e scout to-night. He seems to be a little worried about ther Sioux. Heard "Well, you see, I told some one that I'd be back by morning." "That 1s jest the r reason I didn't tell yer. I thought yer wouldn't go if I said it was goin' to take so lon g to make t h e r trip. Never mind, Wild. The r gal kin wait an extra day to see yer. She'll h ear where we are gone b efo re an hour has passed, an' then she won't expect you back s o soon ." Young Wild West cha nged the subject. The scout had hit him in a tender spot, !for Ari e tta was reall y the person he a llu ded to. The stars were shi ning br i ghtly, and there was a new moon, so they could see over the v:ast scope of prairi e pretty well as they cantered a lon g When they were within a mile of the settlement at th e Forks they came to a halt and list e ned for a few minutes Presentl y they heard the cal } of the whippoorwill in the distanc13. Cheyenn e Charlie nudged Wild. Did you hear that?" h e asked. "Yes," was the reply. "That call was not by a bird "No, it was made by a r edskin. They are close at ha nd They a r e s neakin g up under cove r of ther tall g ra ss." "Then they surely don't know that th e settlers have de serted the place." bad news about 'em, I guess." "No, they don't know it." .Go with you? Certainly I will. I am g lad of the "We ll, what will we do?" chanqe." "We' ll wait an' see 'em _git fooled, and then put a few "We ll, we'll strike out at s undown then. B e ready, an' s hot s in 'em an' then rid e off to th e east for Fort McDon l ll come fer yer." ough." "Only you and I are going?" ''A good idea "Yes that's e nou gh." Five minutes l ater there were more call s s imilar to the "All right. I'll be ready." notes of the whippoorwill, and the n all was sil ent as the T he su n was jus t si nking in the west whe n Cheyenne g rave. Charlie came aroun d "It puzzles 'em 'cause there a in't no light s to be seen in Young Wild West was all ready for him, and he qui c kly ther cabins," sai d Charlie mounted Spitfire. "There are o nly two conclusions for them to drawY The two rode off in the directio n of the Forks. "What a re they?" They have got an idea up at ther fort that ther Indians "Why, that the settl e r s h ave deserted the place, or else will come a round a nd finish up thei; settlem ent to-ni ght," they are aware that an attack is to b e made, and are iying said the scout as they rode along. low under the cover of the darkness, so th e Indian s will have "Don't they know that the peopl e hav e left the place?" no li ghts to direct their s hooting at." 'Tain't lik e l y they do. The r warmin' up w e g ive 'e m "That's it, I g uess. Ah! they go!" ther oth e r night has kinder kept 'em away, I guess, an' they Sure enough The head s and s hould ers of a band of think ther settle r s are still at the r Fork s fully a hundr e d Sioux s udd e nl y appeared above the tall "Is that all you have got to do, go down and see if the grass, a.nd with a war-whoop they das hed toward th e de.sertSioux show up?" ed cluster of cabins. "Oh, no. I've got a m essage to take ove r to Our two friends could dimly see th ei r outlines in th e disBrooks, at Fort McDonough which is about fifty miles from tance, and urging their horses forwwrd, they started in pur h e re. This h e r e job is goin' to take us two days an' a night. suit. providin' we don't git nabbed by ther Sioux The Indians were on foot, having l ef t their horses in some "We'll run that ri s k." hidi?g plac e farther back. "That's right. If we can't get to Fort McDonough, I Two minutes later they ope ned fir e on the settlement, and don't think any one else kin the moment they did .>o Young Wild Wes t and Cheyenne "I wish you had told me that we were to be away so long," Charlie began shooting at the m from the rear. said Wild, after a pause I "Let 'cm have it!" exclaimed the latt e r "As soon as we "Why?" I empty our shootin' irons, we'll make a break an try an' find I


26 YOUNG WILD WEST. their !torses, so we kin stampede 'em. That will put 'em out a plan whereby he might have revenge upon the boy who of sorts for a while." had won the hundred dollars and wrested his laurels from When t4ey had emptied their rifles arid revolvers, the two him. daring riders turned and rode for the point they believed the As has been intimated, Buck was a pretty bad character. Indians' horses to be. He really had more friends among the Indians than he did It was for the lower end of the timber strip that they among the whites at the settlement. rode, and they were not di s appointed when they got there. He was on the best of terms with Gray Elk, the Sioux Half a dozen Indian were in charge of the .animals, chief, having associated with him a great deal while the but they fled the instant they saw the two whites approachIndians were living on terms of peace. ing, and then it was easy enough to stampede the animals. The plan Buck Wood had hit upon was to go and :find In less than five minutes they had the mustangs and Gray Elk, and get him to put an end to Young Wild West. ponies running in all directions over the prairie. Then the cowardly villain felt that he would be satis" Now we will' go on about our business," said Young :fied. Wild West. If, in order to kill Wild, sev.eral other whites we.nt under, They did so, and long before they got out of hearing the too, it mattered not to him. Sioux warriors had discovered how they had been fooled and He had little feeling in the heart he possessed. were doing their best to catch their ho11es. He went over to the cabin Andrews lived in, that night, Our two friends were not afraid of being pursued by that and after buying a drink of whiskey, said: baJd, but they knew they would have to be 011 the lookout "I'm goin' to take a little ride out toward ther moun for others, as the woods were full of them,. to use the exprestains. Can't you fix me up with a couple of quarts of sion. liquor to take with me?" Luck was with them, it seemed, for about nine o'clock the "What are you goin' out that way for?" asked Andrews. next morning they reached ::Tort McDonough, after taking "I want see old Gray Elk, an' have a talk with him." it pretty easy all the way. "What for?" The message, whid1 was an important one; was delivered "Oh, I've got a little private business on hand." to General Brooks, and the two scol,lts were commended for "You an' Gray Elk are all right, then.?" their excellent work. "Oh, yes He's one of ther best friends I've got. I In order to give their horses a they must wait till want ther whiskey for him, you know. sundown before starting on the back track. Andrews did not appear to notice the request for the But during that day startling things took place. whiskey at all. Old Sitting Bull hims elf had taken charge of the allied "You'll run a sort of risk goin' out on ther prairie jest tribes and the Indian war, which, though not a very long now. Ther reds are out for blood, an' some of them what one at thaHime, was declared. don't know you might git hold of he said. Young Wild West and Cheyenne Charlie were cautioned "I know about all ther young chiefs under Gray Elk, so -nay, almost commande d not to go back to Fort Bridger. I won't bE' in any danger. TMr chances are that ther very The Indians wete said to be as thick as fleas in the secfirst ones I run across will know me. If they don't it's tion they would have to pass through. most likely they\re heard of me. Anyhow, I'm go\n to But Wild was anxious to get back, and Charlie agreed chance it." to make the attempt with him. "You must wa:nt to see ther chief putty bad." So at sundown they started, and more than one man at "I do. See here I'm goin' to put him on to Young the fort remarked that it was not possible for them to run Wild West an' Cheyenne Charlie. They've gone over to the gauntlet and reach Bridger Fort McDonough to take a message. I found this out a A troop of cavalry had been started that afternoon to pro-few minutes ago when they started I heard old man tect a settlement just north of the route to Bridger, and our Murdock's daughter tellin' one of ther women about it. If two daring friends argued that they ought to pass the woret Gray Elk knows this he will be on ther lookout for' em when of the Indian horde by taking a route a little to the south of they come back, an' he'll soon make an end of 'em this. This place would be a good deal better off without either of 'em, I reckon." "I reckon it would." CHAPTER X. "Well, are you goin' to let me have half a gallon of whis-key 'to take to ther chief ?" WHAT.BUCK WOOD DID. "Yes; but you musri't forgit to pay me for it. You are putty well in my debt, now, you know." Though Buck Wood was a coward he was of a very "Yes; I know. But I'll pay you every cent I owe you, Yt::ngeful disposition. jest as sure as I live. If I go under through a mistake of wanted to be revenged upon Young Wild West, some-ther Injuns you'll never git a cent, an' if I don't you'll git how, but he knew not just how to go at it. it all. You ought to be willin' to take your chances on if." When he had pondered over it awhile he at last hit upon I "Well, I reckon l will."


YOUNG WILD WEST. 17 "Good enough Put ther stuff i;n four canteens, will you?" "All right." In a few minutes Buck Wood was rigged out, and then after accepting a stiff horn from Andrews he went out a!ld got his horse, whi ch had just finished feeding. He had seen Young Wild West and Cheyenne Charlie go before he went in to see Andrews, and when he took his departure he was not over twenty minutes behind th em. But he did n ot attempt to follow them, knowing that he would be treated pretty roughly if they found him on their track. Still, he was going over the same trail they had taken, for 1ike them, he believed tha1 the Sioux would return to make an attack on the settlement at the Forks that night. When he was within a mile of the settlement he heard th.; soun d of firearms in the distance, and he at once came to a halt. "What in blazes kin be ther matter?" he exclaimed. "There ain't any one livin' at ther Forks Mebbe Gray Elk think s there is some one there, though, an' ain't found out th e r difference yet But I'll jest wait here awhile, any how." Several more shots were fired, and then all was as still as the grave. It was a bright, sta rlight night, and Buck Wood sat there waiting in the saddle H e did not want to get mixed up in any fighting just then, for it might b e that Young Wild West and Cheyenne were the ones the Indians had been shooting at. And foen, again, it struck him that it might have been a troop of soldiers who had been doing the shooting. After thinking the matter over for a while, and hearing no furthe r sounds to indicate that there were any men either whites or reds, about, he urged his horse forward in the direction the shots had come from. He had not proceeded far when he heard the sound of hoofs in all directions, it seemed. Again th e coward came to a halt. Then he looked carefully to the right and left, and no ticed several riderless horses galloping about. though there has been a stampede," he muttered The mor e he thought over it the more curious he became tc learn what the trouble was. Finally, h e c oncluded to catch some of the horses. The animals were not running way in a straight line, but w ere going about in a circle. Occasionally they would stop and feed on the luxuriant grass for a moment, and then go galloping away again. Wood rode forward and soon caught one of them. The moment he..did so he gave a sa tisfied nod. "Sioux ponies!" he "I know what ther trouble i s now. Young Wild West an' Cheyenne Charlie have sneaked up an' stampeded ther horses while Gray Elk an' his gang was creepin' up to ther deserted settlement. That are what I call a dirty trick." That one utterance of the man told wha t a vill ai n was, better than a whole page could do. He called it a dirty trick for two whites to stampe d e the ponies of a hostile band of Indians. But let that be as it may, Buck" W knew a thing or two about a herd of stampeded horses together Leading the one he had caught, he bega n riding among them, calling out a gentle "whoa" now and then. The result was all he could wish for, as he soon had at least fifty of them following him. All this did not take him more than ten mmutes, and at the end of that time he saw a couple of riders coming 1oward him. They were Indians, who had caught the horse.;; and started out to do what he had been doing for them. "l{e llo, you fellers he called out "Where is Gray Elk? I've done ther best I could for you." "Ugh!" grunted one of the Sioux, as he rode up to the s ide of the white map, his tomahawk swinging in his hand "It's me, Buck Wood, a friend of ther chief!" cried the Yillain, noticing the hostile movement. The next thing he knew he was seized by the collar a:nd dragged from the saddle. "Pale face heap much fool!" the redskin, who h ad him in his grasp. "He go to Gray Elk, and then lose his scalp!" "I'm a friend of ther chief, I tell you Buck protested "Don't you see that I have been catchin' your ponies for yer? Take me to Gray Elk, right away. I ai n't goin' t o try to run away It so happened that the other brave knew him, and a moment later Buck was released But they kept a watchful eye on him, just the same. An Indian is very suapicious, more especially when h e is dealing with a white man. The fellow who had pulled Wood from his horse kep t close to him a s he helped them to corral the ponies. Mon of them kept runnin,g up on foot now, and as fas t as they got their horses they started in to help catch the others In a trifle -0ver half an hour all had their mounts back again, and then it was found that there were half a dozen riderless steeds yet. These had belonged to those who had fallen bdor e the unerrir.g aim of Wild and Charlie A f13w minutes later Buck Wood -was taken before Gray Elk. 'l'he chief was in 3: very ugly mood, b u t he greeted the villain friendly for all that. "I know who it was who play e d ther trick on you, chief,'' said Wood. "It was that boy they call Young Wild West an' Cheyenne Charlie, ther scout from ther fort." "Ugh! Gray Elk must have their scalps,'' was the reply. "Buck Wood, he heap big brave. He friend of Sioux; he help me catch the pale faces." "You're right, I will, Gray Elk. ,, I'll shoot 'em both my self, if I git ther chance." "No shoot 'em; catch alive and then burn at the stake." "All right, chief," and then putting his m ou t h close to the old scoundrel's ea r he added i n a whisper:


YOUNG WILD WEST. "I've got some fire-water." "Ugh!" answered the chief, and a pleased expression crossed his face. Buck handed one of the canteens over to him. Gray Elk unscrewed the stopper and drank half its con tents without stopping. Then after a s light breathing spell he swallowed the rest of it. "Good fire-water; Buck Wood heap big brave. Now, we go to catch boy and scout from fort." "I guess I'll have a little drink myself," observed Buck, as he produced another canteen from on e of his pockets. He took a pull at it and was about to put it back in his pocket when the redskin took it from his hand. "Me want more fire-water," was the laconic remark. "Go ahead an' drink, chief." He did go ahead and drink, too, not stopping till the second canteen was empty And that was enough for him just then, for it took effect upon him immediately. At first he was inclined to be ugly, but after uttering his old familiar wanvhoop two or three times he slid from the back of his pony and fell into a stupor. Then the chiefs under Gray Elk crowded around Buck Wood and demanded whiskey of him. "I'll give you all I, have got," he said, and he did so. He tried to make them save a little for the old fellow when he came to, but it was useless, they went at it so eagerly that it was soon all gone. There was nothing l eft for the Indians to do now but to go in camp right there. Old Gray Elk was too drunk to stay on his horse, and besides, the chiefs under him knew they dared not do any thing in opposition to his will. If they went on and took him along with them in his un conscious condition, he woulq surely cenimre them for it when he awoke. As the settlement was deserted they had no fears of being attacked, so a camp fire was at once started, and the tents they had with them were put up. The sun was up when Gray El)< f!Woke. Buck Wood was seated before a fire broiling a piece of buffalo meat, when the old fellow came staggering up to him "Gray Elk want. some more fire-water!" he said in an ugly voice. "I ain't got a drop, chief," was the reply. "Ther other fellers took it all away from me, la s t night, after you caved in. The redskin knew who he meant by the "other fellers," and he promptly flew into a passion. To ease his mind he began to kick Wood all about the camp. '11fie villain ached in every joint by the time Gray Elk's splte was vented, and the other chiefs laughed in their own way. Half an hour later the band got in motion. It was the old chief's intent to get on the trail that led from Fort McDonough to Fort Bridger and be on the lookout for stray wagon trains. He knew that the general uprising of the Sioux must be known to the whites now, and that being the case, those liv ing in the few scattered settlements would be making for the forts. And in doing this they would naturally head fo: the trail leading to the forts. Tliat Gray Elk judged rightly was made evident shortly before noon. A small train of three wagons was discovered by two of the scouts, who had been ;sent out in advance of the band. There were only a dozen men, women and children with the wagons, so the outfit must fall an easy victim to the red fiends. Gray Elk np sooner received the report than he gave the command to for the train. The Indians rode at a swift pace, taking little pains to conceal their .approach. They knew they would catch them, anyhow. In about ten min:utes the copper skinned horde, with the white renegade in their midst, sighted the three wagona. The wagons were being drawn by oxen, and there ap peared to be only six horses in the train. This pleased the red men greatly, as they were sure now that their intended victims would have no show to get away. There were not enough horses for the purpose. The white men and their families, who were striving hard to r each a place of safety, did not observe the red fiendd until they were within half mile of them. Then they urged the oxen forward in a vain attempt to escape. A couple of minutes later the Sioux began to fire. Realizing that their only hope lay in making a stand, the little band Qf settlers halted and drew the wagons together. Then they returned tl{e fire with good effect, as almost every shot sent a riderless pony over the plains. But the contest was too unequal to last long. Gradually the yelling horde of demons drew nearer, and preaently the real slaughter b egan. One by one the brave band of whites went and in a few minutes there was only one left to tell the tale. This was a young woman. mounted a horse and was riding away when Buck Wood saw her. A young chief named Dead Leaves caught sight of her about the same time. Instantly the white scoundrel and the red fiend started iu pursuit. They had not gone over a dozen yards when Gray Elk saw them. "Ugh l" he cried. "Dead Leaves and Buck Wood race for the pale face maiden. The one who catchea her have her for his squaw." When his followers heard him say this not one of them made a move to join in the pursuit. They knew that the old chief's word was law, as far as they were concerned, and they were compelled to be satisfied


YOUNG WILD WEST. 99 that the white man should have the chance to r ace for a bride. / Meanwhile, Buck and the1 chief were neck and neck in the race. But the horse ridden by the young woman was a fleet footed animal, and they were not gaining on her a particle. Both had heard the wor

( I so YOUNG WILD WEST. ===============-----a pretty little gal over at Bridger to live for Go on! I'll of the scout in his arms he looked as though he had been hold c m off as long as I kin." bathed in a sea of blood. "Give me your hancl !" exdaim ed Young Wild West, just a s though h e had not heard the word s of his friend at all. "Get up h e r e with m e Spitfire is s trong and full of life :mcl will carry u s to a place of safe ty." 'l'he murdero u s Sioux w e re coming closer and closer to the m all the time,_ and when they s aw that_ one of the horses w as down i he y thought they had the be y ond a s hadow of donbt. Cheyenne Charlie f elt sure that there was no chance f9r both of them to b e save d, s o h e trie d to pull away from th e gnisp of hi s friend. "No, no he protested. "You are younger than I am. You hav e got a little gal who worships ther ground you walk on. Go on bac k to her while you have the r chance. Why, s h e' d c ry her eyes out if yon was to go und e r. An' me--why, no on e woulcl think abo1'tt me long afte r I was dead." "Stop!" thundere d Wild, in a voic e that Cheyenn e Char li e had n eve r heard him speak in before "Get up here, Charlie! G e t up, I sav !" v S o m ehow the scout felt that he must obey, and h e did so. Young Wild West gave Spitfire a crack with the bridle rein, something he had n e ver done before; and the spirited animal darted away lik e the wind. Bullets flew around them like hail, but they must have born e c harm e d live s for none -hit them. At the end of half an hour they reached a clump of woods which stood like an island on the vast exp a nse of prairie Cheyenne Charlie's wound was worse than he at first thought and was paining him s omething fearful. The noble which had l eft the Indians far b ehind needed a rest, and as soon as he had assisted his com panion '.:o th e ground he p e tted and stroked him, as thou gh apologizing for striking him And the hors e seemed to understand, for, as was his cu s tom, he rubb e d his nose against the boy's face and gave a low whinny. For ten minutes they rested, and then once more Wild starte d to assist Charlie to the horse's'back. Two arrows wer e sticking in the sleeves of hi'!! coat, and there was a bullet hol e in his collar. But the blood upon him not his own. It was from the Indians: he had been in contact with and that which had flowed from Charlie's The scou t was at once placed under the care of a surgeon, and Wild s aw to the comfort of his faithful horse, and indulge d in a good wash. Arietta, pale, but now beaming with joy, brought his breakfast to him H e told her the sto ry of the great ride and how they had run the gauntlet. Then the commandant came over, and he was compelled to r elate it to him. Eve rybody voted it a wond e rf.ul escape, and the words of praise that the rider and his plucky horse got were many. "You mus t give up fighting Indians, Wild,'' said Arietta, when they wer e alone "I don t know how I can," he repli e d, as he leaned back, weary from his awful experience "But you must. "Arietta, haven't I told you that my father and mother and sister were killed by the red demon s?" "Yes, and so were my mother and father. But you don't want to be killed by them, do you?" "Oh, no I'm not going to be just yet, eithe r. But, by the way, wh e re i s that charm you were going to make for me?" "I have it with me now, but I won't give it to you unless you _will promise me to give up b eing an Indian fighter "Nonsense! If I wore the charm I would come out unscathed every time 'l'he girl took something from the pocket of her skirt. It was in the shape of a h eart and had a silk cord attached to it. "Here is the charm,'' she said. "Now, promise me you will not nm in needl ess again with the Indians." "I will promise you that, .little one. Thank you for'the charm." "It's no use," the scout s aid "I kin hear 'em comin', an' Wild examined it carefully It was very pretty and neatthcr e's no chance for ther two of us . You are ther on e to ly made. go. Leave me here. Maybe they ll pass me by unnoticed." "Why, it is made of human hair partly," said Wild. "Come on !" 'Whose scalp did you use, Arietta?" Again that commandin g tone rang out, and once more "That hair is a l ock I cut from my own head," she reCheyenne Charlie obey e d it pli ed. "The beads and doeskin, which form the rest of the with the double burden -on hi s the sorrel s tarted off material used, were given to me by the old squaw I told you as though he was fresh When Wild said he was strong and about. They are charm e d beads, she said fu11 of life he told thtr truth. "Well, I will wear it not for the sake of the charmed And so it continued throughout the long night. beads, but for the sake of the lock of hair,'' and before After a whi l e the pursuing Indians gave up the chase, and Arietta knew it the handsome young fellow had pulled her they were fortuna te e nough not to meet with any others. to him and press e d a kiss on her lips. When the sun arose the guns of Fort Bridger were in Afte r that it got noised about among their most intimate &ight, and whe)l Che3:enne Charlie set eyrs on them he friend s that they were engaged. f ainted from pain and loss of blood. But as neither would admit that such was the case, it was When Young Wild We s t rode up to the fort with the form not known to be a fact.


. YOVNG WILD WEST. 31 There were stirring times during the next two weeks. owner s would go back and occupy them, and thu s give them The combined forces of the Indians advanced upon the a cha nce to finish what they had been trying for-lo make settlement near the qrt, but were driven back w ith g r eat : a, regular massacre of it. loss after a fight of many hours. "I ain't go in' back," said he. "I'm goin' to take my That broke the backbone of the uprising but in the few gra nddaughter an' go to ther hills. I want to make someweeks many a noble white man went down before the savthing to her when I peg out, and t h ere's ther place for ages' tomahawk, and many an Indian was sent to the happ y !he to do it." hunting grounds by the white man's bul]el;. So one fine day not l ong after that :;, wagon train left After the trouble .was over for a time, an d they felt it was Fort Brid ger on its way to the gold diggings. safe to venture out of the range 0 the guns of the fort, Did Young Wild West go? Well, we will tell you about it some of the settlers concluded to go back to the Forks. in the n ext number The cabins had been left standing, strange to say, which THE END. must certainly have been an oversight on the part of the Indians. Read "YOUNG WILD WEST'S I..1UCK; OR, STRIKBut old Sam Murdock said it was no over sight; he beI IT RICH AT 'l'HE HILLS," which will be the next lieved that the Sioux had left the cabins standing so the number (2) of "Wild West Weekly." "fiHPPY OHYS." The Best Illustrated Weekly Story Paper Pubiishedo ISSUED HAPPY DAYS" is a large, I 6-page paper, containing interesting stories, sketches, jokes, answers to correspondents, and many other bright features. I ts authors have a national reputation, and no amount of money is spared to make HAPPY DAYS" the best paper published OUT TO-DAY! OUT TO-DAY! 'Teddy, th e Tumbler; TRAVELING WITH A CIRCUS, A Story of Life Under the Canvas, By P .. T. RAYMOND, -Begins in No. 421 of "HAPPY DAYS," Issued October PRICE 5 CENTS. Send your name and address for a free sample copy. Address FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher. 24 Union Square. New York.


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