Young Wild West and "Montana Mose," or, Arietta's messenger of death

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Young Wild West and "Montana Mose," or, Arietta's messenger of death

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I did you give me to drink?" cried Mountain Mose. "Coffee/' answered Arietta. The villain staggere. d back and dropped the cup. "You have poisoned me." Wild saw that the drug had worked. The simple fellow stood still in mute surpris&.

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r WEST WEEKLY A .Magazine Containing Stori es, Sketches, Etc., of Western L ife. Issued Weekly -B11 Subscription $ 2.50 p e r year. Application made f o S econd Cla s ent at th e N e w Yo k, N. Y., Post Office, Entered according to Act of Congress, in the y e a 1906. i n the o ffi c e of the L ibl'a1ian of Cong1 eas, Washington, D. C., b1/ F1ank 1'ous ey, Publishe1 24 Union Squae, New York. No. 172. NEW FEBRUARY 2, 1906 . Price 5 Cents. YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE" OR, I I Arietta's Messeng e r of Death. By 'AN OLD SCOUT CHAPTE R I THE "FIGHTING BOB-OAT" GETS D OWNED. "Look out there! Here I come! I'm Montana Mose, ther fightin' bob-cat from ther North Woods! I'm a regu lar fire-eater when I git started, an' anyone as goes ag'in me has got ter go down. Line up there, you thirsty ga loots; I'm goin' ter treat yer ter firewater." The speaker was a rough, b u rly looking man in a well-worn suit of clothes, such a s is usually to be seen on miners and the men who rough it in the wild parts of the great West. The evil look in his small, gray eyes and the scraggy bea r d on his face made him look anything but pleasing, and the manner in which he spoke as he entered the shanty taver n at Skull Bone, Arizona, indicated that he was some thing of importance, and that he wanted everybody to know i t. It was near the close of a hot day, and many of the miners of Skull Bone, which was a camp ?f something like seventy in popu l ation, had stopped on the i r way from work to "liquor. up" before going to sup:ger. The tavern was n ot the only drinking-place i n the camp, but it bad the name of being the most respectable, and hence those who patronized it were mostly honest and trustworthy men. A mining camp without drinking saloons would be like a without cranb e rry sauce. Ninety per cent of the men who flock to the "diggings" drink because they think it is necessary they should. But that has n o thi n g te> do with our story, s o we will proceed. The stranger who called him s elf Montana Mose pus h e d up to the little bar, shoving a couple of min e r s aside as he did so, and, slamming his fist upon it with a bang, yelled out: "I'm Montana Mose, I s ay! Give u s all some fluid lightnin' !" There were jus t ten per sons in th e place at the ti:me. Three of them were bound to attra c t mor e than ordinary attention from the fact that th e y w e re attired in fancy hunting-suits of bucks kin w hich appeared to be new, and they were handsom e and das hing in appearanc e Two of the thre e had not r eache d the age of twenty-on e but they were full-grown a nd l ooke d a s tho u g h the y were perfectly capabl e of taking car e of themsel v e s The third was a man of thirty, who was tall and straight as an a rrow and had a wealth of black hair hang ing to his s houlders and s ported a mu s tache of the same color. He looked to be a man who had been born and reared in the wild W e st and who had all s orts of dan g e rs and hard s hips and come out whole. But if he looked dashin g and reckless, one of the boys surely w ent him one b e tter. This boy was h andsome in the e xtreme, and had his s o m br ero tipped back jauntil y over a wealth of ches tnut hair that hun g o ver hi s s h o uld e r s His cle arc ut f e atures, thin lip s and k een dark eye s told 1 plainly th a t he w a s one w h o h a d a d e t e rmination, and who was not afraid of anythin g This was Young Wild Wes t the Champion Deadshot of

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f YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." the West and Prince of the Saddle, known all over the too. You've got ter swaller a hull glass of fluid lightnin' West at the time of which we write as a terror to evilapiece. I says it, an' when Montana Mose says a thing it doers and a friend to those who could not help themhas got ter go." selves. "You will have to excuse us, Montana Mose," said Young Wild West was cool under rmy and all conditions, Young Wild West, looking at the rough fellow calmly. and his ready wit had brought him out of many tight "If a person don't want to drink you shouldn't try to force places. He was strong, active and up to all the tricks and him. It is mighty bad :form, I think." feats known to ordinary athletes, and he had never come "What! Ho, ho, ho! Thunder! Did you grinnin' out second best in any kind of a contest. galoots hear what ther youngster says?" cried Montana 'l'he other boy was Jim Dart, a true young Westerner Mose; showing the greatest of surprise. and a chum of his. He turned to the miners at the bat.and nodded his The tall man with the long black hair was no other shaggy head after the :fashion of a lion about to eat up his tha;n Cheyenne Charlie, the wellknown scout, who had prey. won glory and distinction while in the government service 1'Better be sociable, strangers," spoke up the man beduring the Indian wars. hind the bar. "It's customary ter drink with everyone The three were standing ncar the door that led into the what asks yer in these diggin's, yer know." rear or sitting-room of the tavern when Montana :Uose "Well, the custom will have to be broken this time, dismounted and burst into the place. then," answered Young Wild West, smiling at the man. As they had met so many men of the type of the stran "Custom will have ter be broken, hey? We'll see about ger they did not pay a great deal of attention to him until that!" roared Montana Mose. "Bartender, jest fill me a he brought his heavy fist upon the bar and ordered what glass chock full. That fancy-lookin' young galoot has got he called fluid lightning for all hands. ter drink every drop of it, or I'll know ther reason why/' The three had only been at the tavern a few minutes, so "I reckon you'll know ther reason why quick enough," they were strangers there, too. remarked Cheyenne Charlie. Young Wild West, Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart "Keep still, Charlie," spoke up our hero. "This is my were not only partners from a socia l standpoint, but also affair now. It was yours at first, but he shifted it over to in several mining ventures, and they had just come over me. I'll show Mr. Montana that he has made a mis from Phoenix in company with Charlie's wife, Anna, and! take, just as I have shown others of his calibre. Bar two girls bearing the names of Arietta Murdock and Eloise keeper,. don't pour that liquor out!" Gardner. "It's too late now," retorted the bartender, with a grin. Arietta was Young Wild West's sweetheart, and Eloise "I reckon you'll have ter drink it." expected to ,be the wife of Jim Dart some day wl1en they awell, I reckon there ain't enough galoots in this min-were both of the proper age to marry. ing camp to make me drink it." Their Chinese servant, Hop Wah, came with them, too, As Young Wild West said this he jerked out a Colt's but more o him later. six -shooter and showeu that he was ready for business. Our hero and his partners wyre waiting to be called to But this did not have any great effect on Montana Mose, their supper when Montana 1\iose issued the invitation to though it did on the man behind the bar. drink with him. The fighting bob-cat from the North Woods, as he chose Charlie was the only one of the three who ever imbibed to call himself, took the glass of liquor from the counter anything strong, and as he had just had a drink, he did and advanced toward our hero with it. not care for any more at that particular time. "Drink this or I'll pour it down your throat!" he Montana Mose had an eye like a hawk, and when he shouted, hoarsely. "I mean jest what I say!" noticed that the three inmates of the room who were Crack dressed rather fancy did not step up when he gave the The dashing boy with the long chestnut hair fired as invitation, a scowl came over his ugly-looking face. quick as a flash and the glass was shattered into bits, the "St-ep up!'' he roared. "Didn't yer all hear me say I contents flying over the burly man who was advancing was ther fighting bob-cat from ther North Woods? S'posin' with it. I was ter git mad an' let some bullets fly around your A murmur of astonishment went up from the miner11, ears? Step up an' wet your whistles afore I git mad." while the man behind the bar reached for the shooter he He was looking straight at the three now, since they kept close at hand. were the only ones who did not move forward when the "Ther first galoot what pulls a gun will be a dead man invitation was given. afore he kin say J aok Robinson!" exclaimed Cheyenne "I reckon I don't feel like takin' a drink jest now, Charlie, the scout. stranger," Cheyenne Charlie retorted, calmly. "I don't Montana :M:ose stood stock still in his tracks for a mo care about s'pilin' my appetite fur supper ." ment. "Come on, anyhow! When I asks a galoot ter drink I He was thunderstruck. don't like ter be refused. You two youngsters step up, But he was quick to recover himself.

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YOUNG WILD WES'l' AND "MONTANA MOSE." a With an oath he flung himself _at the boy. Biff I A blow straight from the shoulder caught him on the chin and his head went back with a jolt, while he went staggering about the room trying to regain his equilib rium. Before he succeeded in doing so Young Wild West was upon him. Biff! Spat! A right caught him in the pit of the stomach and a left landed on his jaw as he doubled up. Bang! Montana Mose fell with such force that the shanty was jarred from foundation to roof. "I guess you was looking for a fight, Montana Mose," said Wild, calmly, as he stood over the fallen man. "I hope you're satisfied, but if you're not just say the word! I'll soon make you feel as though you had been run through a Kansas threshing machine." At this juncture the man who owned the tavern_ came in. "What's all this?" he cried. "Ther big galoOt was goin' ter make ther boy drink when he didn t wanter, an' ther boy shot ther glass out of his hand an' then knocked ther duff out of him," re torted the bartender, who had changed his opinion won derfully when he saw how easy our hero handled the big "bad man.'' "Well, that's all right," replied the proprietor, who was a very fair sort of man; "I reckon no one has ter take a drink when he don t want it." Wild nodded at the speaker. "I am glad to hear you talk that way," he said. "But your man behind the bar seemed to think that I ought to drink whisky just because the big bluffer said I had to drink it. I have never yet met the man who could make me do what I didn't want to do, and if there is any one here who thinks he can force me to drink, just let him step out!" No one stirred There was something about the manner and way of speaking of the dashing young deac1shot that told them they had better let him alone. Montana Mose now managed to get in a sitting posture, though he was too dazed to rise to his feet One of the miners assisted him and got him over on a bench in the corner. The weapon was not drawn. "You've got me, boy!" said the villain, as he got up and walked to the bar. "I ain't goin' ter look fur any more trouble with yer-not jest now." "I am pleased to hear that you have found your senses," was the reply. "You brought the trouble on yourself; I am sure it was not my doings." "Do yer mind telling me who yer are?" asked Montana Mose, as he poured a drink from the bottle before him and turned his gaze full upon the boy. "Young Wild West is my name." "Jest give Young Wild West three cheers, boys!" cried Cheyenne Charlie. "Then I'll chuck ther fightin' bob cat out of ther tavern!" I CHAPTER II. INTRODUCING THE CHINAMAN AND ONE OF HIS TRICKS. Every man in the tavern opened wide his mouth and a prolonged cheer went up. There are few men, indeed, who do not admire a display of c6urage and skill, and it so happened that there was not one in the crowd who did not. Montana Mose moved toward the door before the cheer died out. He was evidently of the opinion that Cheyenne Charlie meant to make good his threat to throw him out, and as they were all against him, he considered discretion the bet ter part of valor. "Hold on!" ca-lled out the bartender; "yer didn't pay me fur ther drinks I served." The fighting bob-cat 'tossed a gold coin on the bar. "Keep ther change!" he cried, and then he got out in a hurry. He had a horse outside, and, quickly mounting, he rode up crooked roadway that was between the two rows of shanties the village contained. Wild West and his partners came out on the little low stoop that was attached to the tavern. The scout laughed heartily as he saw the man riding nway. "I reckon he didn't feel like bein' chucked out," he ob served, as they went inside again. "Not much!" retorted Jim Dart. "It seems that Wild and you are the only ones who ever have any with a bad man when we strike him. He is generally crushed entirely before you get a chance, but always before it comes my turn." Young Wild West kept a sharp eye on him, for he pected the bad man would try to sho ot him as soon as he recovered sufficiently to act. Well, it wouldn't do to allow him to get the best of his hand to the holster the pair of us, so you could have a turn, Jim," answered our hero, with a laugh. He was not mistaken. Suddenly Montana Mose slid that was hanging to his belt. "H you pull that shooter I'll break your arm with a "Oh, of course not," saiq Jim. "But sometimes I feel like mixing it up with those kiacl of fellows." bullet!" The words rang out sharp and clear Young Wild West. from the lips of "Wel!, if Montana Mose attempts to pick a row with 1 me again I will turn him over to you."

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4 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." "All right, Wild." I three or four, but has bought the bottle. Well, I will let At this juncture a Chinaman came in through the rear him go a little further before I take a hand in it." door. It was evident that Hop Wah meant to go as fa.r as He was only a plain, ordinary Chinaman,' as far as he could, for he looked at the bartender, and, smiling in a looks went. very friendly way, observed: Really, he appeared to be 9ne of the most innocent ones "Y 0'11. puttee fullee bottle tangle[oot on tee and of his race, for there was a dreamy, far-away look in his showee nice tlick." eyes, and the smile that played about his yellow visage "What will yer show me?" and the man looked over was "child-like and bland." at his boss to see whether he wanted him to do it or not. This was Hop Wah, the servant of Young Wild West "Go ahead, Sam," nodded the proprietor. and his friends, known by those who had come in contact "Me showee putty nicee tlick," )Sniiled Hop. with him to be one of the shrewdest of gamblers and quite A full bottle was set before him, and, with an innocent an expert in the art of legerdemain. glance around the room, the Celestial placed the bottle "Horses allee fixee up;pee nicee, 111:isler Wild," he said, he had purchased in one of the pockets his loose-fitting as he moved over to the bar. "Me likee havee dlink tangown contained. glefoot; me got velly badee pain." Then he pulled out a large silk handkerchief of a yel"Take a drink if you want it," replied our hero, who low color and placed it over the full bottle, so it was en knew very well that he was only shamming. "But just see tirely concealed from view. to it that you keep sober. You have a way of drinking gotte uncle in China velly bigee mandarin," Hop too much in every place we strike where liquor is sold, and remarked, as he got close to the counter and looked you know what I have told you so often." thoughtfully at the ceiling. "My uncle likee Melican tan"Yes, me knowee. Some day you shootee off poor Chiglefoot veil y much; he dlinkee some fiom bottle. He in naman's pigtail, and then me no dare go backee to urn China, tanglefoot in Melica. Velly gleat tlick me do." China. Me never see gleat uncle, who urn biggee man-He stepped back a pace, and, raising his hands, began darin, then; me feel velly solly." reciting something that might have been a Chinese poem, A Chinaman is no stranger in a Western mining camp, for no one had the least idea what it was. so the miners in the tavern paid little attention to this one. Then he paused and gave a nod of satisfaction. But when they saw him lay down the price of the drink "Allee light!" he exclaimed; "my uncle dlinkee some he ordered, and then in an absent-minded way pour out a tanglefoot." drink and shove the glass to the bartender and then raise "What are yer tryin' ter do, anybow ?" demanded the the bottle to his lips, they could not help laughing. man behind the bar in a tone of disgust. "Here, you yaller heathen!" yelled the man behind "Me do tlick; ll).e makee uncle in China dlinkee flom the counter; "what are yer doin' ?" bottle under handkelchie. Bottle fullee when me puttee "Me makee a mistake," was the retort, and the look bankelchief over urn; now urn no fullee." on the Celestial's face seemed to be one of genuine surWith that he seized the handkerchief and lifted it from prise when he put the bottle down, after first taking three the bottle. or foUr big swallows; "me t'inkee me havee glassee in urn An exclamation of astonishment went up from those of hand." the spectators who were not aware of the Chinaman's Then, as if it would straighten out the mistake he had ability to do sleight-of-hand. made, he reached over and took up the glass and swalNearly a third of the contents of the bottle had disaplowed the contents at a single gulp. \ peared I There was a roar of laughter at this, even the proprieThe cork had been pulle!l, too, and it had simply been tor joining in. placed back in the neck of the bottle so it could be easily The man serving the Chinaman alone did not laugh. removed with the fingers. He was angered. "Lat putty nicee tlickee, so be," observed Hop, moving "I reckon you'll pay for the whole bottle now," he said. for the door that opened intp the rear room; "me go "There's lots of men around these diggin's what wouldn't outee an' lookee at UJ!?. horses." drink whisky from a bottle that a yaller heathen had had He was gone before the bartender had recovered from to his mouth." his surprise. "Me pay; how muchee ?" quickly retorted Hop. The proprietor stepped up and took hold of the bottle. "Well, there was. jest about three dollars' worth of prime "Why, Sam, this is the bottle he drank from; it ain't old tanglefoot in that bottle when you took hold of it." that new full bottle yer put out!" he declared. "Me pay thlee dollee." Wild and his partners could not help laughing. Hop quickly put out the money and the man took it. I The trick the Chinaman had done was simply to change "That is quite a scheme," observed Wild to his partthe bottles and get away with the full one himself. ners and the proprietor. "He asked permission to get a "It looks like ther old bottle, but I don't see how it kin drink, and he has not only swallowed enough to make be," was the reply of Tom. "I'll take an oath tha.t I seen r

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND TANA MOSE." ther heathen put that handkerchief of his over ther new bottle, an' I know that he had ther other one in his pocket." The miners in the room were ready to swear to the same thing. But Young Wild West and his partners knew a whole lot better. They realized that Hop had worked it so he now had the full bottle, and that l1e l1ad no doubt gone out for the purpose of getting a pull at it. "I am not going to allow that Chinaman to get diunk,'' said Wild, moving over to the rear room. "He has got the full bottle, gentlemen; his hands were quicker than your eyes, that is all." The whole crowd followed him to the door. Wild looked out of a window before be made a move to open the door. Standing cloRe to a tree a couple of hundred feet away was Hop. He had just pulled the cork from the bottle and was in the act of raising it to his lips. As quick as a flash Young Wild West unslung his rifle. The window was open, and without the least hesitation he placed the butt of the rifle against his sl1oulder. The bottle was tipped so its contents could pour down the throat of the thirsty Celestial, while his hand gripped the neck of it. than usual for supper to be served at the Skull Bone Tavern. This was on account of i.he arrival of our friends. They had ladies with them, and that made the good wife of the landlord prepare more than usual. "How about ther bottle of whisky, boss?" asked the bartender. "You got three do1lars, so we'll let it go at that," was the reply. "Young Wild West smashed ther bottle with a bullet, anyhow, so it kin be put in ther profit an' loss column." "I reckon yer got ther worth of it, anyhow, when yer took in ther three dollars," spoke up Cheyenne Charlie, with a grin. "If I didn't it won't make or break me," answered the proprietor. Wild and his partners went into the dining-room and found the girls waiting for them. Though the wife of Cheyenne Charlie was twenty-fiYe, they always spoke of the three as "the girls." "So you were making a target of Hop, Wild?" said pretty Arietta, tossing her golden head and smiling at our hero, as he took his place at her side at the table. "Why, were you looking, Et ?" he asked. "No, but we heard the report of your rifle, and we ran to the window and were just in time to see Hop brushing him s elf off and running for the shed. We could imagine wlwt had happened. He had a bottle of liquor, didn t X o one realized what the dashing young deadsl1ot meant he?" to do but Jim and Charlie "That's right." Crack! The sharp report of the Winchester rang out and the bottle went flying from Hop's hands, broken into frag. "That is the finish of the trick, gentlemen," said Wild, calmly. "The heathen needs a little help, you see:" The miners looked at the boy in silent admiration. It was a wonderful shot, they thought. Few, indeed, would have taken the risk of shooting at the bottle while a person was drinking from it. The bullet had to go exactly where it was aimed or the Chinaman would have received it in some part of his anatomy. Hop understood it a great deal better than the citizens of Skull Bone did. He wiped the front of l1is gown quickly and then ran for the shed where the horses were stalled. "I reckon ther yaller heathen is used ter that kind of business," observed the landlord. "Yes, he knows where the bullet came from, all right," our hero answered. -___,._r -"Say!" exclaimed one of the miners; "that was ther greatest shot I ever seen made." "Oh, that was nothing," was tl1e retort. "I have made many better shots than that, I assure you." Just then the bell rang for supper. The snn was yet hal an hour high, but it was later "And you shot it out of his hand?" "He was drinking from it when I fired." "Well, it serves him right. I suppose he bottle?" stole the "Well, he managed to get it by practicing one of his sleight qf-hand tricks, but it cost him three dollars for what he drank before he went out with the bottle." Wild then told them all about it and a laugh all around was the result. "Hop Wah is a very comical fellow, and I don't kllow what we would do for a good laugh now and then if it wasn't for him," remarked the scout's wife. That is so," Eloise hastened to declare. The meal was eaten with a relish, for it was the first they had been allowed the pleasure of eating in a house in three days. There were some things about it that they could not have while camping out, though they had a very good out fit and carried provisions with them. Our friends did not intend to remain more than a couple of days at Skull Bone. They intended to spend the winter months in riding through the wildest parts of Arizona and New Mexico. Young Wild West and his partners could not get along without lively, adventurous times, and the girls were in clined that way, too. But while they went about searching for adventure they

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6 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE.'' ' were always on the lookout for pockets of gold or paydirt j He was s tanding a t tile out s kirt s of the crowd, in comthat would increase th eir wealth. pany with three or four men, who, judging by their look s were not th e best citizen s of Skull Bone. CHAPTER III. THE ARRIVAL OF THE STAGECOACH. They app e ared to be on very friendly terms with the fighting bob-cat, too, and were unmi s takably under the influence of the s tuff called tanglefoot. It did not take Wild lon g to notice that they were eye' ing him pr e tty closel y and als o payi:g.g a great deal of "What is the crowd gathered over there for?" Young attention to his compa ni o n s esp e cially the girls. Wild West asked Proprietor Wilkens, of the Skull Bone But th e y did not offer to come any clos er than they Hotel, as he walked out upon the little stoop that ran were. across the front of the tavern and nodded to a point Just as it got dark and the star s began to come out across the street and to the right. the rattling of wheels was heard. "Oh, ther gang is out waitin' fur ther s tagecoach ter "Ther s tagecoach is comin' yelled the man who kept come in with ther mail," was the "We ain t got the supply store right next to the waiting-room. "Joe no regular postoffice here yet, but Joe Skinner, ther driver is on time, as usual." of ther outfit, always fetches ther mail fur ther folks here over in a bag. Ther stagecoach is due in about ten minA cheer went up from the men, while the faces of the utes now, an' Joe is generally on time. He makes a trip women and children lighted up. a week ter Phoenix an back, an' each trip is worth more'n It was hardly lik e ly that they all e x pected friends, or a hundred dollars, 'cause he charges passengers 'cardin' even mail, but th e y w e re there to witness the joy of those ter how many he has, yer know." who did whe n they had their e x pectations fulfilled. "I. see. If he only has one passenger he must get a The outfit could now be seen comin g up the straight fifty-dollar note from him, and if he has ten he fetches tra.il, but the nex t minute it was los t to view, owing to the them through for :five dollars a head." bend in the single street that ran through the camp. Just why the s treet had been laid out so crooked no one "Well, he never brings a passenger or take s one over knew, nor did they care, for it was the way things were fur less than ten apiece. But he never ha s as many as done u s ually in mining camps at the time of which we ten at one trip. If it i s a slow week ther boy s sees ter it are writing. that Joe's salary is kept up, cause we need him. Th ere' s nothin' like givin' a chance ter strangers ter come ter ther The rumbling s ound s grew nearer, the crack of a whip sounded and then the outfit came in sig h t once more. town, yer know." "Yes, that is true. But I have been in some mining "Hoora y yell e d a big miner, who was expecting his eamps where they don't want strangers to come." wife to arri ve, and was unable to kee p from giving vent to "Ther galoots what run s ich towns mu s t be 'way behind his feelings. ther age, then." H e was bound to show his joy now, s o if he was disap" They are a blame sight worse than that," spoke up pointed it could not be s aid that he had been indifferent in the matter. Cheyenne Charlie, who was standing near. "Them kind of galoots is generally bad men what wa.nt things their The driver put the four hor s e s to a fa s ter gait as he own way." neared the waiting-room, and whe n the s tagecoach came The girls came out just then, followed by Jim Dart, s o to a halt it did so with a jar that shook it all over, for Wild informed them that the stagecoach, which came in Joe Skinner knew his bu s iness, and w h e n he reined in once a week, was due, and suggested that they go over and his steeds he appli e d the brake good and hard. witness the arrival. "He re I are, on tim e a g' in, p eople !" he s hout ed, "an' The sun had now gone down, but it was not yet dark. everything is lovely! Plenty of pa s seng e rs an' plenty of Wild knew that it was quite likely that Montana Mose mail." would be attracted to the spot, and though he was not The mailbag was promptly tos s ed into the outstretched 'afraid that the villain would try to get square just then, hands of the storekeeper, and then tho s e of the passengers he made up his mind to be on the lookout for him. who had been riding on top of the coach got down, no The party of six. walked over and took up positions be-doubt very glad to arrive at their d e stination. fore the shanty that had a sign on it declaring it to be Out of the vehicle came two men, three women and two "the waiting-room for passengers for Joe Skinner's Stagechildren. coach Line." One of the men was a short, stout German, who still There were a score of women and children in the waitclung to the style of dre s.s of his fatherland.' ing crowd, and the faces of all showed that they were He was a pretty green one, by his actions too, and when anxious to see the outfit come in. the scout took a look at him and sized him up a grin Our hero scanned the gathering, and socn found that came over his weather-beaten countenance . Montana Mose was there. "I reckon that galoot is one of ther comical ones yer

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\ \) YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." "' \ see in ther ;;bows in ther big cities," l1e commented, look! don't keep lager here It would cost too m u ch t e r git it ing at his wi.fe. here You kin have some good whisky if yer want it." ''lie does look like a stage Dutchman," spoke u p Jim "Vell, I vill hafe a leedlc schnapps, den Dart. "See here!" and the mnn l ooked fierce l y at h im "Do 'But it i.3 hardly likely that he is an actor," said Anna ''lie looh so innocent that it is doubtful that he is put ting on Those of the passengers who were not met by their friends or relatives came to the waiting-room, as a matter of course. was blazing in front of it; and the sign and see that it was a yer want whisky?" "Yaw. I rill take me visky." "All right. But don't go tcr t ry in' any snaps o n me cause I ain t used ter it." A bottle and glass were put out and the Germa n U.id not ctop until he had filled the glass to the b r im He swallowed it quickly and had a choking fit as the result. A big, smoking lamp they could readily read place for them to wait. But he soon recovered, and, l aying a t e n-cen t piece o n There were but three "ho came to it and looked around the bar, turned to go. them in a manner that was both anxious and curious. The so-called waiting-room was used for othe-r purposes than for the passengers of J oc Skinner's Stagecoach Line to wait in. There was a little bar in one corner and a roulette wheel in another. A couple of big, square tables and some benches and stools made up the rest of the furniture. On the walls were a few cheap prints, which \\rere topped off plentifully by cobwebs and dust. The three new arrivals to enter the place were the fat German and an elderly couple, whose every appearance indicated that they were extremely pious. They cYiclcntly came from well back in the East, too Wild and his companions followed them inside the sl1anty, as did seYcral of the miners. Our friends were not surprised to see the bar and gam bling outfit in the place, though there was no sign outside but the one declaring it to be a waiting room There were half a dozen men there, who had not taken the trouble to come out and witness the arrival of the stagecoach. They were gambling and drinking, so_me of them very much under the influence of liquor. \Yhen the strangers came in little attention was paid to them at first. But when the men saw that there were young and pretty girls among them they paused long enough to look them OVeT. Arietta, Anna and Eloise made a very good impression The miners always liked to look upon females that were comely, and the majority of them had the utmost respect for them. From the girls the men turned to the elderly coup le. Some of them grinned. But when the stout German walked up to the little bar they laughed outright. He dirl look rather comical with his peak,ed cap, sliort coat and big carpet-bag. "I vill hafe me ein glass of lager," he said, smiling at the red-shirted man who was tending the bar "I reckon yer won't, Dutchy," was the rep l y "We "Hold on The man with the red shirt quick l y r eached under the counter and drew a big six shooter. "Vot's dcr matter?" inquired the Germa n "I wan' t jest forty cents more fur that you took. "Py shirnrhinny! Dot ras a fraud already I vill not pay fi.fty cents for ein drink of schnapps." "You'll pay it or die, Dutchy Tanglefoot is p u tty dea r in these parts, I want yer ter know We have ter charge fifty cents a drink. Now, just kind l y pay, 'ca use I'd hate ter turn you over ter ther undertaker "Py shimminny! Vy I vos only pay me t e n cents for schnapps in dot St. Louis ''That's a good ways from here. Come down now, o r off goes your heau !" The German hastened to pay. Of course, this furnished l ots of amusement for the l o ok er!!o n. The elderly couple were as much interested as a nyon e and they smi l ed, though rather sadly. "You shou l dn't d rink the v il e st uff, my fri en d s aid the man, walking over to the German I find th a t my good advice, which was given to you as we rode togethe r in the stagecoach, has been wasted." "I guess me so, meester," replied the stout foreig n e r, grinning "You say you vos from P rooklyn, u nd dot y ou vos come owit Vest mit your vife to d r y und s top d e r miners from drinking too much schnapps You vos a funny old man, und so vos your f r au-your v i fe, I mean." This provoked a hearty laugh and cau sed the a dvoca te of temperance to redden considerably "Please give me your name," he said, taking out a not e book and pencil. "Carl Metz vos my name." "I will put it down for future reference." Dank you, mine friend; vot vos your name already? "My name? Oh, I think it is just abou t the p r o p e r time to introduce myself. There are many who a r c no doubt addicted to the liquor habit, and I want them to understand that I have come here to save them from ruin. My name is Joel Goode, and I a lways try t o do good t o m} fellow-creatu res." "Good, Meeste r Goode !"

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8 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "li!O:"fTANA MOSE." of Carl Metz showed that he When he came in now it could be seen that he wa.'l in a The twinkle in the eyes was not without humor. mood for almost anything. "Joel," said the woman, catching him by the sleeve, The three miners with him were in about the same state. "come over here and see wbat these men are doing." One of them was a smooth-faced fellow, who looked as Sally, they are gambling! I have seen such busithough he might be a half idiot, or a very weak-minded ness before. Gambling is "icked." mortal, at the most. "But I just want you to see them. A man just put down His name was John Derby, but everyone called him a dollar and took up five for it. That is a quick way to Simple John. make money, Joel. We ought to try it just once. Since he had been at Skull Bone he had paid strict at'l'he old man held up his 'hands in horror. tention to his own business, and had never been seen to "Don't talk that way, Sally!" he cried "If we should take a drink of anything strong. do what you want to do we would both be lost-eternally Consequently those who knew him were not a little sur lost! Gambling is wicked.' prised to see him in a state of intoxication. "But it wouldn't be so wicked if we won, Joel," perBy his manner, the si1nple fellow had taken a great liksisted the woman. ing for Montana Mose, for he kept close to him, and when A shout of laughter went up from those standing about, a drink ordered by the ruffian he nodded _and smi led and, realizing that she was the cause of it, Mrs. Goode idiotically at those around him, caught her husband by the arm and hurried him out o the "Drinkin' tanglefoot, eh, Simple John?" observed Sam, waiting-room. the bartender, as the fellow called for the bottle. Someone directed them to the tavern, and, hearing what "Yes," was the reply, "tanglefoot makes your brain was said, the German started after them. sharp, so Montana says, and I believe it. Folk& al''Well, I guess we'll go back to the tavern, too," ob-ways said I was a fool, but I'm going to show 'em I ain't." served our hero. "There will be more fun there than any"Good, Simple!" cried the other two men who had come where else in the camp, I guess. Those three people have I in with him. "You're all right, no matter who says you so much of it in them that some of it will have to come out ain"t." whether they want it to or not." I :Montana 1\Iose stood looking at Carl Metz now. They walked back to the tavern, and as they .. pau sed be-1 He had noticed Young Wild West and his partners when fore the door that opened into the part of the house that i1e came in, but be had not dropped his gaze upon the Ger was set apart for those of the guests who did not care to man until now. visit the bar, Wild turned and saw that Montana 1\Iose and Carl was a fit subject for a bad man to operate on. three men were coming that way. The fighting bob-cat thought that way at once. It struck him that they were coming there for the pur-He seemed to forget what had happened to him before pose of starting a row, and if that was the case he meant sundown, and, without paying the least attention to anyone to be on hand. else in the rbom, he moved up to the German. "Go on in the sitting -room," he said to the girls. "W c The first thing Carl knew his ear was seized and he was will stop in the bar-room ior awhile. You can entertain pulled along the edge of the bar. the temperance man and his wife, for they went in this '"Give ther Dutchman a drink!" shouted Montana 11Iose, way." banging his fist on the bar. "He's goin' ter drink, an' All right," answered Arietta. "I suppose the German then he's got ter dance fur us." fellow will be out there, and you will have a laugh at his "Shimminny !" exclaimed Carl; "vot is der matter alexpense." ready? Let me my ear go vonce !" Carl Metz had gone direct to the bar-room, as they found Instead of complying with the request the villain gave a out when our three friends walked in. jerk that brought a howl of pain from the lips of the GerHe was standing at the bar arranging for his supper, a man. night 's lodgin g and breakfast when Wild and his partners Then it was that Jim Dart stepped forward. found him. Wild had promised him that the next time Montana He had jrtst paid over the money exacted by the man in :Mose picked a row Dart should have a chance at him. charge when Montana Mose and three of his new-found "Go it, Jim!" Wild said, and Jim did not hesitate a friends came in. second. CHAPTER IV. WHAT MONTANA 1110SE HAD IN VIEW. 'Montana Mose had certainly been "whooping it since he had left the tavern. "Let the Dutchman alone!" he exclaimed; "he was not bothering you." The fighting bob-cat turned his gaze on the boy for a moment and then shot a glance over at Wild and Charlie. "What are you interfcrin' fur?" he demanded. "I ain't botherin' yer." up"l "We1l, you let go of the Dutchman, or I'll bother you, and I'll do it hard, too!"

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. 10 YOUNG WJ.1 LD WEST AND ":M:ONTANA :M:OSE." to tell somebody, an' you was ther first ones I met after I I As they were entering the saloon he was thinking hard !ounJ thcr caye with ther door built in front of it. It ain't I to find a means of getting Arietta to the cave without the a shanty, what you keep sr.yin' all ther time; it's a cave knowledge of her friends. with a front on it, like a shanty. I oughter know, 'cause Of course, he depended upon Simple John to help him, I found it, hadn't I, Montana Mosc ?11 llnt just how he did not know. "Sartin you had/' replied the fighting bob-cat, patting "We'll have a drink or two, an' then we'll all go over th e poor fool on the shoulder in a patronizillg way. "You're an' have a look at this cave what's got ther shanty front to all right, John." it," he said. "I knowcd I was!" exclaimed Simple, showing great deSo they went in and remained in the saloon for perhap::; light Oh, ain't I glad I met you, Montana Mose! I Ilke an hour. Butts, an' I (ike De Pew, but I like you better than anyThen Simple John said he was ready to lead them to body. I'll uo anything you say, Montana Mose !" the secret cave. "That's right, John," and again the villain patted the "It ain't more'n half a mile from ther shanty of Butts," fool's Ehoulder. he said "We kin walk it in a few minutes. We ain't got The two were standing in front of a low saloon as they no horses, but you kin ride youfs, Montana Mose.11 talk ed, for they had reached it before the conversation had "Well, I'll leave my nag over at thcr shanty of Butts, come to that point, and Montana Mose had paused to let an' then we kin all walk," was the reply. Simple John have his say. So they set out a few minutes later and the horse was The fact was that Montana Mose wanted to use the poor duly left at the shanty. fool, and he meant to encourage him all he could, so he Then the four talked over things and decided that they would find a willing tool in him. would be able to form a band of road agents and prey upon 'l'he villain had come south because he was wanted up in the travelers who passed along the trail, making the cave Montana for murder find robbery. their headquarters, providing they could not make money He had stopped at several places on his way, and when fast enough any other way. he finally struck Skull Bone he decided that he had come far enough to escape being caught, so he decided to make hi s abiuing place there. But he had received quite a setback at the start, since Young Wild West and his partners had given it to him pretty hard. All the villainous instincts of the man's nature were aroused now, and he was bent upon being revenged upon our hero. But there was something else that had crept in, too. Montana Mose had seen Arietta that night, ana. be had been smitten by her lovely form and face, if we may use the word in connection with such a scoundrel as he was. And the strangest part of it was that he had decided to make the girl consent to become his wife of her own free will and accord. 'rbe very moment he saw Arietta he began to think of a way to get her in his power. But a short time before he had been told about a cave that was situated on tl1e mountain-side that had been found by Simple John This cave had been occupied by someone and had been abandoned for some reason or other It contained the crude necessities for living, and was boarded up at the entrance and had a door, which could not be seen from the outside unless one knew exactly where to look for it. :MontaJl.a Mose's brain was active enough for him to speedily think out a plan that would enable him to keep the girl in that cave until she finally consented to become his wife. Then he meant to marry her and settle down and live like the rest of the citizens of Skull Bone. CHAPTER V. HOP'S JOKE ON THE T.&&IPERANCE PEOPLE. Our friends spent what might be called a quiet night at Skull Bone. True, there was more or less noise made by the frequent ers of the tavern, but as no quarreling or fighting took place, it was considered a quiet night. The temperance man anJ his wife had retired very early, and they got up very early in the morning, too, for when Wild came down the narrow stairs of the shanty-like struc ture he found Mr. Joel Goode and his wife, Sally, strolling about in the rear of the tavern, taking i:n what beauties of nature there were to be seen. Arizona scenery" is not altogether displeasing, by any means. It is not all a desert of gray sand, with here and there a growth of pinons and cacti, as some may believe. Some of the soil is extraordinary fertile, and there is where vegetation grows in rich profusion. But the scene that the temperance advocates were look ing upon was the rising sun Old Sol was just showing his top above a distant moun tain ridge that showed up in a hue of greenish gray across an alkali plain. Above the ridge the sky shone in red, yellow and purple, and when Young Wild West paused to think of it he nodded and said to himself: "I've seen plenty of pictures that could not come up to

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE '' l1. that. No wonder strangers are impressed by an Arizona "There i s what you call a terrible example," said Jim, sunrise But such sights are old to us, and we think nothpointing out the Celestial. "He gets under the influence ing of them." of whisky every chance he can. But I doubt if you could Wild had hardly got out of the house when Charlie and convince him it is not good to partake of strong drink. He Jim appeared. is a heathen, you know." Joel Goode and his wife turned and saw the three. "We will try him right now!" exclaimed the good lady. They at once walked over. "Come here, Mr. Chinaman; we want to talk to you. "Good-morning!" each of them said in a pleasant way. "Whattee want?" asked Hop, looking a bit surprised. Our fri ends returned the salute, of co'urse. "Don't you know it is wrong to drink intoxicating "You people belong in this part of the world, I supliquors? You will ruin your stomach, destroy your nerves pose?" ventured Goode, questioningly. and debase your mind if you don t cal1 the vile habit to a "Well, not exactly, but we have been in Arizona quite halt." often in the past two or three years," Wild answered. "Me dlink lillie tanglefoot, 'ca use urn makee feel likec "Have you ever been East?" bully boy with urn glassee eye," said Hop, smiling blandly. "No further than Chicago." "What does he say, Joel?" asked the woman, looking at "Ah! Well, we call that West where I come from. But her husband. the reason I wanted to find out whether you b e longed "He says whisky makes him feel like a bully boy with h ere or not was because I would lik e to have a little a glass eye," was the reply. advice. You see, Mr.s. Goode has fallen heir to quite "Well, whatever is that, can you tell me?" a fortune, and, being a woman who believes in doing all "I don't know exactly; Sally the good in the world she can, she decided to come to the Hop Wah noticed that Wild and hi s partners were smil-wilcl West and try anCJ. teach the rough characters we had ing, so he thought he might as well go on and have a little heard so much about not to drink intoxicating liquors. fun with the temperance couple. Rum hold s sway out here, you know." "Me showee nicee liWe tlick," he said, getting close to "Yes, I guess it has got a good hold on the miners," them. Wild and his partners did not know exactly what answered Wild, with a laugh. he meant to do, but they were watching him closely, and "We found it out in the sma ll cities we stopped at, so they were positive that he put a few tl1ings in the p ockets we concluded to try and do what we could in the mining of Joel Goode's coat. They also were quite s ure that he eamps." slipped something into the pocket of the good woman's "Well, I don't know as you want any advice from me, skirt, too. but I will tell you just what I think. It is this: An advo: Hop was doing plenty of talking a s he his cate of temperance don't stand much show in places of this I sleight-of-hand business, and the elderly couple were lis kind. The men are roughing it for the purpose of making tening in amazement. Some of them save what they make and other s I He told them how' h e had a brother in China who was a spend it as fast as they get it. It is an enjoyment to them great mandarin, and who had lately introduced ice cream to be able to spend it, and whisky is the article most sought I trees in his garden. for. Take away their tanglefoot, as they call it, and it When it came to this Goode and his wife looked at the would not be long before they would be hunting up a spot Celestial questioningly. where it could be had. Then there is another thing to be But Hop was so innocent and earnest that they really taken in consideration Sometimes there are a bad lot of i thought he was telling the truth, as far as be knew it. men at a camp, and when a person comes along and tries "Ieee cleam tlee s velly muchee nicee," went on Hop; to induce them to change their habits and modes of "my uncl e writee me an' tellee me allee 'boutee. Me likec they ge't ugly. I know of a case where a man was lynched ieee cleam.'' just because he was a strong advocate of t emperance." Goode happened to look over at our friends and found "Mercy!'' c ri ed Mrs. Goode, holding up her hands in that th e ir faces wore broad smiles. horror; "I had no idea it was as bad as that." "I hardly think the Chinaman is as truthful as he shouid "Well, we have been around a great deal, and we know be," he observed, as h e realized that Hop was just talking considerable about the ways of the West, don't we, boys?" to have some fun with thet;n. "You bet we do!" exclaimed Charli e and Jim at the "Not very truthful, I guess," retort e d our hero same time. "Well," and Goode turne?to th e Chinaman, "how about "I am afraid we will have a hard time of it, Sally," ob-the trick you were going to show us?" served Goode. "Lat so," answered Hop. You givee me bottle with "Yes, Joel," was the reply. "But we will do our best." lilli e whisky in; den me showee tlick." It was just the n that Hop Wah, the Chinaman, appeared "A bottle with a littl e whisky in!" echoed the temperon the scene. ance man. "Why, I would not do it if I could." He had just got up, and, as was his custom, he was "You gottee bottle with lillie whisky in," declared Ho p. going to see to the horses belonging to the party. "Me see you buy lillie while ago."

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12 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA. MOSE." Mrs. Goode looked sharply at her husband. "Don't you see how it is?" Goode asked. "The China man is a great deal sma rter than he looks to be, and he is poking fun at us." "You gottee bottle with lillie whisky in," persisted Hop, pointing to his coat pocket. The man put his hand in his pocket, as a matter of course Slowly, and with a whitening face, she drew forth a flask. It was a little over half full of whisky I Goode seized it and got a whiff of it. "Ha, ha !"he cried, tri"\lmphantly; "so you are a whisky drinker, too, Sally?" Then the good woman burst into tears and threw herself in his arms. Then it was that a horrified expression crept oyer his Wild thought it time the Chinaman's funny business face. stopped. He slowly pulled a half-pint bottle from his pocket, and "Light out, you yellow rascal!" he said. as be held it up a small quantity of s.omething in liquid "Alee light, l\Iisler Wild," answered Hop, but he did not form showed in it. move from the spot until. he had gathered up the artieles "Joel Goode, what does this mean!" cried his wife, and that had caused so much excitement. then she seized the bottle. "I am sorry the joke wE'nt so far," sa.id our hero, adShe extracted the cork in a jiffy and applied the bottle dressing the couple. "You see, the Chinaman is a very to her nose. clever fellow, and we did not know what he was up to . "It is liquor!" she shrieked. "You-you--" Leave him alone in the future. Don't try to reform him, But just then the astoni s hed man pulled something el('le for it can't be done. I have tried to do it myself, as far from his pocket. as his drinking habits are concerned, but it is useless. It was a picture that had been cut from an illu::;trated However, the good qualities he is possessed of more than pap er and showed a girl in tights. offset his bad ones, so we will let it go at that." Mrs. Goode quickly pounced upon that, too. Goode forced a smile;but his wife still took it serious Then :;he shrieked some more. But as they walked back to the tavern Wild managed to But he was not done extracting articles from his coat make her understand all about it, and then she grew in pocket yet. dignant. The next thing he brought forth wal:i a short stemmed Our friends let them go in and they walked around to clay pipe. the front. His wife made a dive for the pocket. They found some of the miners wl1o had been in the bartihc brought out a pack of playing-cards and some room when Montana Mose met his defeat at our hero's lookirrg poker chips. hands. "There!" she cried, dramatically. You have been de-"Good-mornin', boys," said one of them. ceiving me The wicked ways of the wild West havo "Good-morning," they answered. turned your brain. You have taken up all the vices to be "Well, I reckon you give Montana Mose more than he found here. Never again will I speak to you! You arc wanted, 'ca use he 's left ther town fur good, I hear no longer a. hu s band of mine!" "Well, I guess the place is better off without such fel-G;oue looked more annoyed than anything else lows as he is," our hero observed. He knew he had not placed the articles in his pocket, "That's what everybody thinks, I reckon. It's funny, and that being the case the Chinaman must have done it. though, that a stranger like that could git Simple John "It is a joke, Sally," he tried to explain. "The China ter go away with him." man put these things in my pocket. He must be a sleight"So he took the foolish fellow with him, eh ?" of-band performer. He has been having some fun at our "Yes, I heard last night that :Montana Mose was ther expense. This is what we get for not minding our own first galoot Simple John ever took to. He seemed ter fall business. Let the heathen drink all the whisky he wants in love with Montana Mose from ther first minute he seen to, I say! I am done trying to teach people to abstain him." from stro-ng drink!" I "Well, half-witted folks are apt to take queer notions." "Better see whattee Melican woman gottee in her "Well, Simple John give up his job at ther Hot Stuff pockee," Hop suggested. GoodE' took the hint. He made a grab for his wife's skir t and felt something bard there. "Produce!" he cried; "let's see what you have got, Sally. If I have been deceiving you, what have you been doing to me?" The woman hesitated a moment and then thrust her hand in her pocket. Mine an' lit out a little while ago, bag an' baggage. He bought a horse, too, an' that means that he's gone travelin' with Montana Mose." "I don't know what Montana Mose could want with sich a foolish galoot as that feller is," remarked Cheyenne Charlie. "I s'pose he wanted a pard bad, though, an' be was ther only one he could git ter go with him." This seemed to be tl1e logical constn1etion to put to the matter, so they all agreed with the scout.

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." 13, Pretty soon the breakfast-bell rang and our friends went in. They found the girls ready and waiting for them, and then all hands sat down. Carl ;Metz, the stout German, was there, and he greeted them pleasantly. Mr. and Mrs. Joel Goode were rather quiet during the meal. Evidently they felt a little sore over what had happened a short time before. After breakfast Arietta asked Wild to go out riding with her and have a look about the vicinity of the camp. "All right, Et," was the reply. CHAPTER VI. THE DISAPPEARANCE OF YOUNG WILD WEST. Both had their 'Yinchester rifles with them-they never wmt far, in fact, without having them slung over their shoulders, especially when they were on horseback. They rode along at a very easy gait, as they were in no particular hurry to make the round. When they got about a quarter of a mile outside of the camp they came to a ridge that was well coveroo with trees and shrubbery. "I guess we'll ride around this ridge, Et," said Wild. "It looks as though it turns right around over there and slopes to the level of the camp ." "Yes, there might be a bear, or some birds, anyway, there," was Arietta's reply. A little way along the ridge they came to a gully that ran in a zig-zag fashion right to the foot of a steep ascent. Wild saw that the ascent was too much for their horses, but he took it for granted that there was a way to get around it to the left, though it could not be seen from where they now were. They rode right ahead, and when within a short distance Arietta always liked to ride around with her dashing of the end of the gully Wild suddenly caught sight of a young lover when they came to a town or camp. black bear disappearing in the bushes. The beautiful girl was very proud of the Champion l The animal was making up the hill, and he knew if Deadshot and he was proud of her. was to get a shot at it he must dismount and go it on foot. The girl could handle a rifle or revolver as well as the "Wait here, Et," he said, as he quickly dropped from average Western man and she was remarkably cool in the saddle. "Charlie is very fond of bear steaks, and I am times of danger. going to try and take back some with us." As none of their companions had been invitedto accom pany them, they did not offer to join them. Wild called Hop, and in a few minutes he brought their horses around to the front of the tavern. -Our hero rode a splendid sorrel stallion, while his sweetheart's mount 'was a cream-colored horse that was as pretty as a picture. Both were speedy and possessed of great endurance, more especially the sorrel. Spitfire, for that was his name, had never yet met his match, and many were the exciting races he had won for his dashing young master. "We'll be back in about an hour," Wild said, as he as sisted Arietta to mount. 'It may be that we will strike something in the line of game, and if we do we will fetch it back for the proprietor's wife to cook for us." The boy vaulted lightly and then rode off at the side of Arietta. They made such a fine appearance that half a dozen miners who were standing near could not refrain from giving them a cheer. Wild acknowledged it by tipping his wide-brimmed som brero. "I guess we'll go this way first, Et," he said, as he started for the trail that led from the easterly side of the mining camp. "It is the way we came yeste rday, I know, but when we get to the outekirts we'll start around to the right and mal!e a circle of Skull Bone." "All right, Wild," .was the reply. "Where is he, Wild?" The girl was anxious to know, for she thought she might have a chance to try a sho. t. "Right up there at the end of the gully. He went in the bushes, which are so thick there that it will be impossible to get a shot at him from here. I'll get him all right. When I fire you come on to the foot of the hill." "All right." Our hero hastened in the direction he had last seen the bear, and his sweetheart remained at a halt, holding the bridle-rein of the sorrel. She watched Wild until he was lost to view, the same as the bear had been, and then she listened for the report of his rifle, which she knew must sound pretty soog. But five minutes slipped by and she heard nothing. Then all of a sudden the report of a rifle sounded. The girl nodded in a satisfied way, and exclaimed: "Wild has dropped the bear, all right. Now I'll ride up and wait for him to come down the hill.' She pushed through the gully, leading the sorrel at the side of her own horse. When she was as far as she could go she halted, as a matter of course. She listened, but could hear nothing of her young lover. After waiting for a couple of minutes she called out: "Wild!" There was no response. "Wild!" she cried, in a louder tone of voice. Still there was no answer. "That is funny," mused the girl. "What can be the

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14 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." matter? Wild would not refuse to answer my call unless as she looked for the footprints of Wild she found that the there was good reason for it." ground was so hard and flinty there that none could posl:liArietta was certainly puzzled. bly show. She could not bring herself to think that the rifle had The girl knew how to pick up a trail, so she moved over gone off prematurely and killed her lover, for she knew he to where the ground was softer and then began making a was too carefu l for anything like that to happen. circle around the rock. And if he had missed the bear and was fighting hand She had gone just about halfway around it when she to-hand with it she would surely hear the noise, unless by came upon footprints in plenty. some cause the creature had got the best of him and renThe sharp eyes of the girl detected that they had not dered him unconscious. all been made by Wild, either She called out once more, and then receiving no answer, She was now satisfied that the conclusion she had come dismounted and started to climb the hill. to was the correct one. She had seen just where her lover went and she was fol-But this only made her more determined than ever to lowing the trail through the bushes. find and save her lover. About two hundred feet from the foot of the hill she She listened, to make sure that there was no one coming, suddenly came upon the carcass of a bear. and picking up the trail, followed it along the slope "There!" she exclaimed; "I know now that Wild shot through the bushes. the bear, but where is he?" In some places the footprints showed so plainly that she She paused and listened. could readily see that they had been made by two men. Nothing was heard above the twittering of some birds One of them had an extra large foot and the other a mein the trees. dium, but neither of them were Wild's. Arietta had experienced too much in the line of danger But she was positive that she had seen Wild's footmarks to be afraid to look for Wild. on the spot she had first discovered them, and that meant She also had learned that it was best to be cautious in a that he had been captured and carried away bodily. case of this kind. The girl followed the footprints until finally they be-It now struck her very forcibly that her lover had fallen came lost on a ledge of rock that ran along a steep declivity in the hands of enemills. about halfway up the hill. There was absolutely no other way to account for his As Arietta looked over the precipice and saw that there disappearance. was a deep opening below that was filled with jagged rocks, And if such was the case it would not be good policy for a shudder came over her. her to let his enemies know that she was around. What if the villains had thrown Wild over to his death? If she did they might manage it so they got her in their It was possible that this had been done, and the brave power, too. girl feared it had. Who his enemies were she did not know, but it was quite She searched about for fully fifteen minutes, and at the natural for her to think of the man called Montana :M:ose end of that time was forced to acknowledge herself beaten. as being at the bottom of it. She failed to pick up the trail from the point where it She had heard all about the villain and how he had could no longer be seen. threatened to shoot Wild on sight There was but one thing for her to do now, and that was Also that Montana Mose had left the mining camp that to go for help. morning. But it was with a feeling of reluctance that she started "It is that fellow, I'll bet, who is at the bottom of this," to leave the spot thought the brave girl. "It was only a ruse on his part to However, she kept on resolutely, and soon reached the give it out that he was going to leave. He was so bitter spot where she had left the horses. against Wild that he acted that way on purpose to throw It was not very far to the tavern, so, mounting, she tode him off his &.uard, and he has probably been hiding some-off, leading Wild's steed with her. where so he could watch what was going on in Skull Bone. She rode a grea t deaJ faster than she had coming out. If he did do this he certainly saw me and Wild ride out Anna and Eloise wete on the porch of the tavern when that way." she rode up without Wild and they immediately called for Such things had happened before, so it was nothing Charlie and Jim, who were within hearing .. more than natural that Arietta should think this way. The two came out just as Arietta brought the horses to "Montana Mose has got Wild, as sure as I stand here!" a stop thou ght the girl. "But where has he taken hitn to, that's "Wild is missing," she said, speaking very calmly for the question?" one who was placed in s uch a state. There was only one way to find out! and that was to "What!" cried Charlie and Jim in a breath. look. "It is right; Wild is missing," she went on. "He went Arietta cautiously approached the carcass of the bear. up a hill the other side of the ridge over there for the purThe animal lay upon a big flat rock in an open spot, and 1 pose of shooting a bear. He shot the bear, but I can't

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." 1 5 ----find him. I found his footprints and those of two others, j The fighting bob-cat and Simple John had the though, and that satisfi e s me that he has been captured by hidd e n cave something lik e an hour b e fore Wild and Ari his en e my, Montana Mose." etta rod e up the gully at the side of the ridge. "Montana l\Ios e !" echoed Jim Dart. Montana :Hose ...-had decided to s tay at the cave long "Do ycr think it was that measly coyote, Arietta ?" cried enough to make the miners believe that he had gone for the scout. good. "Yes. Who else is his enemy around here?" she anThen, with the aid of th e simple fellow he wielded such swered . power over, he proposed to pursue the bus iness of robbing "Well, I don't know. But there was a couple of galooh the miners while they slept nights. besides ther fool what was with l\Iontana Mose. They was Butts and De Pew were in the game, of course. actin' as though they was willin' t e r s tick by him." They wer e to pick out those who were to be robbed and "It is likely they are sticking by him. Montana Mose Mose and Simple John were to do the work. has not gone far from the c amp, you can depend upon it. Incidentally the villain from Montana meant to put an It is he who is at the bottom of Wild's clis appearance." end to Young Wild West and capture Arietta. Charlie and Jim were not long in getting ready to go and That was in the game, too. look for our hero. 'l'he cave that had been discovered by the foolish fellow Just as they were lea vilig Hop \Vah came around the was certainly well hidden from the view of anyone. house. It was by the mere s t accident that he had found it, and He had heard enough to let him know that Wild was h e had just enough sense to f eel that he had done some missing. thing great in discovering it. "Whattee me do, Missy Ali e tta ?" h e a s ked. It had been months since it ha'd bee n occupied, but the "Go and look for him, Hop," was the reply. "You. article s of furniture and cooking utensils there were in might be able to find where the s coundrels have taken good condition, and that made it an admirable place for him to, if they have not thrown him over a cliff and killed someone who wanted to hide. him." "I vos help look spoke up Carl Metz. Vild Vest vos mine frienJ last night, so I vos hard to find him already." "Young look me Simple John had been strongly inclined to make the cave his own headquarters and keep away from everybody the rest of his life. But he began to think about coffee, and sugar, and flour, "Dutcheeman comee with Chinaman," said Hop "Have and then he decided not to. urn pistol ready to shootee." "I vos hafe der pistol," was the reply. The two started off, following the tracks of Charlie and Jim, who had gone on foot, since Arietta had told them just how far it was where Wild had shot the bear and then disappeared. Arietta meant to do some more searching herself, but she decided to go around from the s ide opposite to that which she took when she reached the ledge wher(l the footprints could no longer be seen. Of course, the announcement that Young Wild West had been dealt foully with by some persons unknown soon got through the camp. Several o the miners dropped their work and started out to help in the search. Among them were the two rascals called Butts and De Pew. They could easily guess that Montana Mose had performed a master strokEl and got hold of Young Wild West. CHAP'I'ER VII. WILD IS CHAINED IN A CAVE TO BE STARVED TO DEATH. Of cours e he had to tell about his discovery to some body, and the villains, Butts and De Pew, were the ones; a s ha s already been told And when Montana Mose was let into the secret he praised Simple John so highly that the poor fool came to the conclusion that the fighting bob-cat was the greatest man alive. It was the first time he had ever been praised, as far as he could remember, and thus the first one to do so easily b e came his When the two reached the point where the hidden cave was located Montana Mose turned to Simple John and said: "Now, then, jest show ther way, John; I couldn't find ther way in ter save my neck." "All right, Mose, I'll find theP way," was the reply "Yer jest go right ahead this way-but I guess we'd better git off ther horses now. It was good in you to buy this horse fur me, Mose, but I don't know what use I'll have fur him now." "You may have plenty of use for him before you've had him long, John. You are too smart not to think that, I know "Yes, that's rightI guess I might have plenty of u s e for tber horse." Arietta was perfectly right when she thought it was Simple John smiled and winked as though he had sa id Montana Mose who had caught her young lover . very smart.

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16 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." Then he dismounted and waited for his companion to do how ther big rock worked around like that. I jest pushed likewise. it as fur as it would go an' then come on an' found this "Now, then, which is ther way, John?" asked the man place." from Montana. Montana Mose nodded approvingly. "Right this way, Mose," was the reply. Then he stepped over and threw open the door. He stepped to the right and led his horse beh\nd a Plenty of light was admitted, and he could see that the big rock that loomed up in the form of an old-fashioned foolish fellow had not been there since their visit of the high hat, which 1\Iose could not help remarking, and then night before. pointing out a narrow passage, exclaimed: There was a sort of couch in one side, a fireplace in a "There's ther way, Mose. It don't look as though we corner and a rough table and some'tools and a bench were kin git through there with our horses, but we kin." scattered about. "It don't look as though we could git through, that's Some cooking utensils, which were rather rusty, were a fact," was the reply. lying on the table, and on the rough stone floor was a heap And it surely did not look so. of chain and a few mining implements. The little passage, as far as appearances went, was noth"I guess this will do nicely, John," observed the man ing more than a niche in the wall of rock. from Montana. "Now, then, yer kin git ter work an' It extended into the face of the cliff that was there for clean up a bit, 'cause we're goin' ter stay here from now about a dozen feet and then came to an end in a V-shape.1 on. Where kill we keep ther horses?" Simple John walked boldly as far as he could go, and "In ther cave outside, Mose," was the quick reply. then he leaned his shoulder against the right side "That's jest a good place fur 'em. There's a spring of A big rock moved aro1,1nd slowly and the passage became water there, too; so all's we'll have ter git is grub fur 'em." opened. "Well, Butts an' De Pew will help u s git all we want in "That's wonderful!" exclaimed Montana Mose. "I ther line of grub, both fur ourselves an' ther horses." couldn't see how it was done when we come here last night. "Yes," and the foolish man grinned and nodded. By jingo 1 but that rock is right on a pivot!" "I'm goin' out by ther way we come in, so I kin learn "It canlt fall down, either," answered the simple fellow. ter work ther blame rock what is on a pivot." "It is held up at the top. See! it runs up to a point Simple John nodded. an' ther rock above is holler an' presses right down on it." The poor fool worked away, humming a sort of tune as "You are right, Jdhn. This are a wonderful rock. It he worked. are natural, too." It was curious to think that he could have taken such c1 "I guess so," nodded John. liking for the villain he had chosen to associate with, for They led their horses through the narrow place, and before meeting him he had never been known to do a thing then a very slight pressure against the rock caused it to that was wrong. swing around and block the passage. Now he was ready to do anything that Montana Mose They were in a big cave now, with light coming in from bade him. an opening in the roof some fifty feet distant. Mose did not come back until pretty close to an hour had It was toward the light that Simple John led the way. elapsed. The sunlight was streaming in, and as they got to By this time Simple John had things in pretty good spot Montana Mose looked out through a break that was shape. about fifteen feet wide, and found that It opened over a When the villainous man from Montana did come in he chasm that must have been at least fifty feet in depth. came in a hurry. "I guess we could not get in or out that way, John," he "John," said he, excitedly, "Young Wild West is right observed. out here on the hill. Come on! I want ter git him!" John laughed in his foolish way. A look of fear crossed the face of the fool, but he did "No, no!" he said. not hesitate to follow his master. Then he turned and' pointed behind them. "I jest catched a glimpse of him sneakin' up thJ,:Ough '!'here was a regular shanty front there, with a door that ther bushes with his rifle in his hand, jest as though he was ajar and the sun shining full upon it. was after somethin'. Come on!" "There's cave!" he cried. "It's all furnished, The two hastened through the passage, leaving it open ready fur us ter live in, Mose Who would ever think so they would lose no time in getting back in case they that there was a place like this here?" were forced to hurry. "No one would think of it," was the reply. "How did Just as they got out the crack of a rifle sounded near by. yer come ter find ther way in here, John?" It was at that moment that Wild shot the bear he had "Oh, I jest come ter that passage, an' I was tryin' ter started to get after leaving Arietta at the foot of the hill squeeze my way as fur back in it as could, 'thinki:p.' that with the horses. there might be gold there, when ther big rock moved He had come up from a direction that was almost oparound. I ain't so foolish as I look, Mose, an' I found posite to the way they had come to enter the cave.

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YOUNG WILD WEST' AND "MONTANA MOSE." 17 But he was very close by. 1\.fose and his foolish follower hastened through the bushes, and in less than twenty seconds came in sight of the dashing young deadshot standing over the fallen bear, not twenty feet a way Montana Mose gave a motion that meant that Simple John was to. help him, and then stepped forward noise lessly. He clutched the big revolver he carried by the barrel and had it ready to strike a blow with the butt. Wild was in the act of kneeling to remove the skin from the haunches of the bear, so he cut them off, when he re ceived a blow on the head that rendered him temporarily unconscious. It was a glancing blow, or it would surely have fractured his skull. But it answered the purpose of the man who deliv ered it. "Grab him, John!" Montana Mose exclaimed, in a low tone. "Don't give him a chance ter git up." Simple John obeyeB.: But there was little use in his holding Wild down. The boy was stunned so he knew not what was taking place. Montana Mose quickly removed his weapons from him, and then with a strong cord bound his hands behind his back. This was but the work of a minute. "He might have someone with him, so we'll git him in ther cave in a hurry," he said. As they picked up the helpless form of Young Wild West and hurried away with him both thought they heard someone shouting. But, insfead of listening, they hurried all the faster, and soon had him through the passage and the rock moved back in place. "Now I reckon we'll see who's at ther top of the r heap," the fighting bob-cat exclaimed, as he d e posited our hero on the floor of the cave. "This i s what I call wonderful luck, John." "Yes," answered John, looking in a vague sort of way at the prisoner and then grinning .idiotically. Evidently SUnple John could not exactly see the point. Jus t then Young Wild West came to. When he saw the face of Montana Mose bending over him he paled slightly. But the old gleam of defiance quickly returneJ. to his eyes. Wild was so used to being in tight places that h e nt'ver lost his nerve, no matter what happened. "So it was you who knocked me down, eh ?" b & coolly. "I reckon it was, youngster," was the reply. "T never spected ter git hold of yer so soon, but I knowed it would only be a question of a short time afore I did." "Well, you have got me, now what do you propose to do with me?" "I ain't made up my mind jest how I'll put 1m. end ter yer, Young Wild but yer kin bet it will be a good an' sure way, though." "So you mean to kill me because I wouldn't allow you to bulldoze me at the tavern yesterday afternoon, eh ?" "That's ther startin' part of it, I reckon. You're ther first galoot what ever got ther best of me, an' I swore I'd git even on yel'. There's only one way ter do it, an' that'e ter put ye-x off ther earth. I'm a bad man, Young Wild West! I never ,stops at nothilil', either. There's men lookin' fur me what would hang me on sight, but they ain't goin' ter find me. I down in Arizony ter start over ag'in, an' I never works fur what money I git. I'm goin' ter stay in this snug hidin'-place I've got till I makes enough money }er light out fur some other place. Cafi forny will be my next stoppin' place, an' I'm goin' ter take my man with me, ain t I, John?" "Yes, I'm go in' with yer, Mo.se," answered J olm, doing some grinning and other ise showing how please
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18 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "M:ONTANA MOSE." ----.------The two walked along, keeping in sight of Cheyenne r Hop picked up l1is five cards and lookecl them over care Charlie and Jim Dart until the wooded ridge was reached fully, while Carl laid down fifty cents as his ante. The n they p a used as if by mutual consent 11 How muchee carcls ?" asked the Celestial. "Vere ye vos look for dot Young Vi ld Vest already?" "I vill hafe me three cards," was the reply. asked the German, looking at ,his companion earnestly Carl looked his hand over after the manner of an old "Me no know," was the Chinaman's reply; "we havee hand at the game and quietly discarded three of them. tlust to luckee; findee Misler Wild lat way." Hop gave him three and then, djscarcling three of his Carl shrugged his shoulders. own, took that many himsc:>lf. "I guess me dot ve vos come pack py himself puddy But if the German had been watching him sharp he quick already," he observed. might have noticed that he took them from the bottom of Hop nodded. the pack. aMe t'nkee so," he answered. He never dreamecl of such a thing as the alf dot bad man vot dey vos call Montana Mose vos to cheating catch us already he vos kill us puddy quick, maybe, Mr. He thought he was the most innocent mortal he had eve.r Hop." come across "Me t'inkee so," nodded Hop, shrugg in g his shoulders The game now proceeded. S'pose we stay here lilli e while?" Hop met the bet of fifty cents and rais e d it a dolla r. aveU, ve might vait a leedl e vile. Carl chuckled, for he had drawn two more kings to the The Chinaman sat down on a rock and took a pack o.f pair he had held cards from his pocket. He thought he had the r-ig-tailed heathen sme "Vot is dot?" Carl asked. Hop lookeu thoughtful for a moment and then met the "Dutcheeman know how playee cards?" Hop queried. raise and boosted it another dollar. "Yah, I vos know a leedle," was the reply. forgittee 'boutee gamee, but me bettee allee samee, "S'pose we play um lilli e game? You gottee lillie he said. mone;x, so be?" vos soon forgid vot you vos forgitted, I vos dink "Yah, I vos hafe me a l eedle money already ." me." "You know pokee game?" Then he calmly raised it two dollars and began to think "Yah! I vos learn dot game in der city of New York it was really a shame to take the poor Chinaman's money. already. It vos one great game, too." w!Ue raisee fivee dollee," observed Hop, after he had The Celesti a l smiled b lan dly studied a moment, or made out that he was studyi ng. He looked so innocent as he began shuffling the cards The fact was that the Celestial had four aces. that the German smi led softly to himself It was the same old game he had worke d many times The fact was that Carl had an idea that he had learned before on those who had taken him to be an innocent Son all there was about the great American game called draw of the Flowery Kingdom willing to part with his money. poker. It so happened that the German did not have a great He certainly made a bad mistake. lot of money on hand Hop could beat him at any stage of it with his eyes Then, again, he thought it a shame to take Hop's money shut. from him. But the look on his yellow face did not indicate any So he did what he thought was the ri ght thing; he called thing like that. him. "We playee for urn fifty cents bettee and five dollee "Vot you vos hafe?" he inquired, smiling all over his limit," the Chinaman observed, looking thoughtfully at fat countenance the sky. "Me havee urn four lillie aces," replied Hop, laying Carl nodded. them down. "Lookee velly nicee." "We cuttee for urn deal." Car l Metz looked dismayed. "Yah." Hop won the deal and proceeded to shuffle the cards just as though he knew very littl e about them. When h e had done shuffling them he allowed his companion to cut them, after which he proceeded to deal them out one at a time in accordance with the custom. But he did it so awkwardly that the German must have thought he had struck a very green one at the business, for he smiled and patted himself on the stomac h as much as to say, "I vos make a fool of der Shinee putty quick already." "Four aces vos beat four kings," he said, slow ly; "but four kings vos a bully good hand already "Velly goodee hand, four kings," admitted the China man, as he scooped in his winnings Carl now arose to his feet. 1 I vos dink it better if ve vos go und look for Young Vild Vest," he observed. "You no gottee more money?" asked Hop, lookin g at him sad ly. "I vos hafe a leedl e more money, but I guess me dot I vos keep it already," was the reply.

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." 1 9 "Allee light, Misler Dutcheeman; we go and lookee fur lllisler Wild," he remarked. It was evident that the German was just the least bit suspicious of the Chinaman. But he said nothing just then. The two now started in the direction Charlie and Jim had taken, Hop carefully depositing the pack of cards in his pocket. 'l'hey soon reached the foot ()f the hill, where Arietta had been in waiting while Wild went up among the bushes to shoot the bear. But they saw nothing of either the scout or Dart. Neither of them were anxious to come in contact with any villains, however. Hop was willing to put up a fight, providing he did get caught in a tight place, though. But Carl Metz had done very little in the line of fighting; especially with ruffians, who were ready to commit murder. They walked around for a few minutes and then started across the ridge. Though they were not aware of it, they walked right past the hidden entrance of the cave our hero had been chained to the wall in. The first thing they knew they were heading back for the mining camp. As they walked along they suddenly came upon two men who appeared to be searching about among the bushes. The two were no others than Butts and De Pew. When the villains saw the two rather quaint characters they looked at each other und grinned. "Are you two galoots lookin' fur Young Wild West, too?" Butts asked. "Yes, we lookee allee san:ee Melican mans," answered Hop, smiling and assuming his look of extreme innocence. "It are mighty strange where he's got to," spoke up De Pew. "Velly stlange," answered the Celestial, shaking his head. "But," he added, '1me t'inkee Young Wild West comee back allee light; he no gittee hurt by bad Melican mans; he velly muchee fightee; he knockee urn stuffin' outee bad Melican mans." "So that is ther way you think about it, eh, you yaller galoot?" queried Butts. "Well, I hope you're right, but I don't think that way:" "Nor I don't, either," remarked his companion. "I ther boy has run afoul of someone what is real bad he's most likely got his medicine afore this." "Well, if he ain't got his medicine by this time he oughter have it, anyhow," observed De Pew, who could not resist from expressing himself the way he felt. "So that's ther way you. feel about it, hey?" exclaimed a voice, and the next instant Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart stepped from the bushes before the two Hop and the German were as much surprised as the allies of Montana Mose were. They had not expected to meet the scout, though they all should have realized that they were liable to at any minute, since there were stveral out searching for Wild. Cheyenne Charlie walked right up to the two men. There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes, too, .jld they did not fail to notice it. "I reckon you two galoots kin tell jest where Young Wild West is," he said. "Now yer kin jest make up your minds that you're goin' ter die if yer don't out with it right away!" "We don't know nothin' about where he is," answered De Pew, in a frightened voice. "What ma.kes yer think we do?" "Well, yer jest'said enough ter make me think that way. Now, I mean business! If yer don't tell you're gain' tfr git your medicine, do yer understand?" The two men were now thoroughly frightened. They noticed that both Charlie and Jim had 'their hands on the butts of their revolvers. Butts was the most cool of the two. "See here," he said; "it don't say that 'cause we was with ther man called Montana Mose last night that we're friends of his. As fur as we know, he's gone away, an' he took ther foolish galoot with him. You must think that Montana Mose had something ter do with ther disappear ance of Young Wild West, an' that we know all about it." "That's jest exactly what we do think," answered the scout. "We think that you kin tell us right where we'd be apt to find Young Wild West, too." "Well, I couldn't tell yer a word about it, not if I was ter die I" "Nor me, either," quickly chimed in De Pew. Charlie looked sharply at the two men. It was evident that he did not believe them. "Jim," said he, turning to his companion, "what do you think about ther galoots?" "The same as you do, Charlie," was the reply. "What are we gain' ter do with these two galoots: then?" Dart thought a moment. "Well," said he, after a pause, "since you have starteu to make them tell where Wild is, we may as well keep it up. I tell you what would be a good thing to do." "What?" asked Charlie. "See that tree over there?" "Sartin I do." "Well, we'll take them over there and hang them." "Good enough!" The two villains looked more uneasy than ever. "You vos hang dem ?" Carl Metz asked, looking at Jim. "Yes," was the reply. "They are rank scoundrels; and they deserve it." "It was better dot dey vos hafe a trial first, ain'd it?" "They don't bother with such things out in this part of the colmtry. There is only one thing that can possibly eave them, and that is for them to tell where Young Wild West is." "We can't tell if we don't know," said Butts, shrugging his shoulders.

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20 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE.'' "That's right," added De Pew. "Hop," said Jim, "just take the shooters away from those two fellows. We are going to hang them." "Allee light, Misler Jim," answered the Chinaman; "me lik:t do whattee you say Me wantee findee Misler Wild." He stepped over to do as he was bid. But just then both villains made a for liberty. The bushes were quite thick near them, and before our friends could lay hands up on them they were out of sight. Neither Charlie nor Jim wanted to shoot them. Though they felt that they knew something about the disappearance of Wild, they were not by any means sure of it. Charlie made a futile attempt to overtake the villains, for they evidently knew more about the lay of the land around there, and quickly eluded him. "Let them go," said Jim. "We could never get any thing out of them, I guess. We have got to make another search." They did make another search, lasting an hour. Hop and the German went with them, and they did their level best. Jim and Charlie were much puzzled, and worried as well. But they were not going to give up yet. A few minutes later they met the rest of the searcher s No one had discovered the least clew that would l ead to the discovery of the whereabouts of the missing boy. It was near noon when the scout and Dart went back to the tavern, firm in the belief that Wild had been taken a good distance away from the camp by his captors, since no traces of him could be found near the spot where Arietta bad seen him last. They found Arietta at the tavern. The brave girl had been defeated at every turn and she was not a little dis couraged. CHAPTER IX. ARIETT.A JOINS WILD AS A CAPTIVE. Charlie and Jim were not long in getting their horses ready . They meant to ride out along the trail and try and find the tracks made by the horses of Montana Mose and Sim ple John. In that way they hoped to find some tidings of the miss ing boy. Though they bad no desire to eat anything just then, they did not know how long they might pe gone, so they took something along with them. Arietta watched them a s they rode off and shook her head. She was satisfied that they were going on a hopeless I errand, for she did not believe that Wild was far from the spot where she bad last seen him. The girl was pale and worried, but not exactly disheart ened. Anna and Eloise tried to comfort her the best they knew how, but it was little that they could f?ay that had anything about it. "I'll find him, see if I don't," the brave girl declared. "I am going out again pretty soon, and I shan't come back without him." It. was not until dinner was ready that the girl took her departure. "I don't want anything to eat until I find Wild," she said, and then, in 'spite of anything Anna and Eloise could say or do, she up her rifle and started off. Back to the place where she had lost the footprints that morning the girl went, fully determined to accomplish something this time. She made her way to the ledge again and looked over. She could see the jagged rocks below, but there was nothing there_ that looked like a human body, and that gave her a little comfort. "I will search closer than I did before," she thought. "I will not give up until I" find at least a trace of him." She walked arourid the ledge and descended a little slope. Then she came direct to the hidden entrance to the cave. Arietta began examining the ground closely. It was rocky and hard right there, but she thought there might be the least sign of a footprint. She did not find a footprint, but she did find something else. It was a bit of rope. A piece that had no doubt been dropped by Simple John, though it might have bBn there before they came. But, anyhow, it gav.e the girl great encouragement, and she looked about for something further. She moved right into the passage and stood looking at the big rock that barred bar further progress in that direc tion. Then, right before her very eyes, the rock moved. The brave .girl gave a start and her eyes opened wide. Around went the rock, and the next moment the figure of a man sprang out and seized her. Arietta had been making more or less noise, and she had been heard by Montana Mosc, who had been in the act of coming out to see how the land lay. "Jest ther very one I wanted, above all others in ther world!" Montana Mose cried, exultantly. "I reckon yer come here on purpose fur me oor git yer, little gal." Arietta made a desperate stmggle to free her arms, but it was fruitless. She was powerYess iJt his strong grasp. He carried her in the passage, and with his big pushed the rock around on its pivot and closed it. "I s'pose you'd like ter see Young Wild West, little girl;'' he remarked as he carried her bodily through the

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA 21 cave to the open spot before the .Place be had Wild im prisoned in. Arietta could not have answered if she had wanted to, for he had his hat pressed over her face and mouth. "John!" cried the fighting bob-cat; "come out here, John." "All right, Mose," was the quick reply, and the next moment the door swung open and the foolish fellow ap peared. The fellow raised his hands in astonishment when he saw his master with the girl in his arms. "Wonderful!" he cried. "What have you got, Moser" "My intended wife, John. Just step up and take what 'weapons she has got." Simple John obeyed quickly enough. He was more careful in making a search than his mas ter would have been, and h e not only took the weapons the girl had in her belt, but a revolver that she bad secreted in the bosom o.f the waist she wore. Montana Mose had been careful not to allow Arietta to see where she was being takeJt to, s o he was not afraid to let her have the :freedom of the cave. The moment the girl found that she had the use of bet eyes, tongu e and limbs she uttered a cry for help. But the cries died on her lips, for s he caught sight of Wild chained to the rocky wall before it was fairly ut tered. "Wild!" she cried with joy. "So I have found you at last!" "Yes, Et," he answered. "But I am afraid it is under very poor circumstances-I mean that you can't do any thing for me." "Oh, yes I can," she retorted. "Jus t wait. I will get you free from those horrible chains." "There is one way ter git him free from ther chains an' let him go about his business," said Montana Mose, who stood near them, a cocked revolver in his 1 hand. "What way is that?" A1i.etta asked. The girl was nqw perfectly cool, and she looked at him unflinchingly. "Well, if you agree ter marry me Young Wild West kin go." Arietta flashed a dangerous glance at him. "Don't talk to me like that!" she cried. "I would kill you before I would marry you!" "Ha, ha, hal" laughed the villain. "I like to hear you talk that way. You are made of ther right kind of stuff, I tell yer! But I yer will agree ter marry me afore you've been here many days. I've promised Young Wild West that he's goin' ter be chained there till he starves to death, an' I'll keep my word! Ther only way ter save him is fur you ter many me. Of course, I don't s'pose yer want ter do it, but you'll do it afore you'll let ther boy starve ter death. You can't git out of here, not if I told yer to go this minute, so you're fast, my lady! An' I'm goin' ter cut a couple of good whips-one fur me an' one fur Simple John-an' every time yer disobey me or go too close ter Young Wild West, you'll git flogged! You'll git flogged, do yer hear-flogged! Your proud spirit has got ter be broken. Why, I had yer picked out fur my bride, an' I meant ter have yer here afore to-mor rer mornin'; but yer goes an' comes yerself, ter save me ther trouble. Ha, ha, ha !" The villain laughed fiendishly. Wild glared at the villain, but it .was no use; he was powerless to do anything. The chains were secure about him, for Mose and his foolish tool had hammered the links together so there was not the slightest chance of his getting free. "Oh, Wild!" said Arietta, stepping up close to him. "Here, y<>u get back!" cried Montana Mose, and, pick ing up a piece of rope, he dealt her a stinging blow across the shoulders. If Young Wild West could have got loose just then the life of the scoundrel would surely have paid the forfeit. He tugged desperately at the chains, but it was no use. "He, he, he!" giggled Simple John; "Mose, ther boy got putty mad 'cause yer hit ther gal, didn't he?" "I reckon he did," was the reply. "But that's one of ther ways I'll git square on him fur him downin' me. Oh, I'm a cute one, an' don't yer furgit it! Ther gal will be only too ter marry me afore she's two days older, see if she don't "Where are yea: go in' ter git ther parson, Mose ?" ques tioned the fool, innocently. "Couldn't you be ther parson, John?" I ain't no parson Mose.'' "But you have seen parsons marry folks, I reckon?" "Yes, I seen Pars on Davis when he married my sister Tildy ter Jim Hanks. I know jest what he said, 'I pro nounce yer man an' wife, an' what God had jined together no galoot should put asunder/" "You've got that right, I reckon, John," and Mose nod ded approvingly. "You'll make a good enough parson fur me.'' ".All right, then, Mose; what you say is all right. I ain't as foolish as .I look.'' Arietta looked at him as he said the words, and she realized that she was in the power of two dangerous people. Montana Mose was cruel and heartless, and this man did not have enough sense to know what was right or wrong. The girl went over to a stool and sat down. Montana Mose smiled sardonically at Young Wild West when Arietta threw herself on the stool in a dejected man ner. "I guess I hold all ther trump cards now, don't 1?" he said. "If there is anything human about you, you will let the young lady go free," our hero answered. "Well, there's a whole lot that's human about me, but I ain't goin' ter let ther gal go, jest ther same," was the retort. "you really mean to make her marry you, then?"

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE"' "Jest as sure as you're chained ter that wall, young feller I" "And you are going to let me go if she agrees?" "Yes, I'll keep my word on that. I kin blindfold yer an' put yer out of this place, an' yer couldn't find yer way here ag'in in seven years. Yes, I'll keep my word on that. I'll have enough revenge on yer without killin' yer if I make ther gal my wife." 'l'he scoundrel laughed hoarsely, and once more the fool joined in. "So really mean that, eh, Montana Mose ?" "I sartinly do." "Well, I guess you won't have the chance to let me go, then." "How is that?" "I wouldn't accept my liberty on such grounds." "Y er wouldn't, ?" "No!" "You'd starve ter death, then?" "Yes, a dozen times, if it were possible." "You're full of grit, Young Wild West. But I reckon after you've been a couple of days without grub or water you'll change your tune. You'll coax ther gal ter marry me, so's yer kin have somethin' ter pass your lips." "No, I won't. I am not made of that sort of material. But never mind! Just wait awhile. You'll find out that you are not always going to stay at the top of the heap." "I don't know what makes yer think you're goin' ter git out of ther fix you're in, Young Wild West. I've told yer that there ain't no possible way of your where yer are. Ther gal was standin' right at tlier en trance ter this big cave, but she never had no more idea that she was than she was of flyin'. Why, when I opened ther secret door she was so surprised that she jest stood there with open mouth an' let me grab her." "Mose, are yer goin' ter git me a whip, as yer said yer was?" asked Simple J oh:n just then. "I've.been thinkin' it over, an' I reckon it won't be safe ter go out afore dark to-night, John," was the reply. "Can't yer make some kind of rope do ter keep ther gal down? I reckon you're smart enough fur that." "Oh, yes, I'm smart enough fur that." Then the foolish fellow who had bound himself body and soul to Montana Mose, it seemed, got a piece of rope ancl began unraveling and knotting the strands "You're malrin' a cat-o' -nine tails, I reckon," observed Mose, with a grin. "That oughtcr keep her .straight. But I think it will be a good idea ter tie her up fur ther first day, anyhow. Then she'll be a little bit mOTe humble, mebbe." "That's right, Mose !" cried the fool. The two villains at once carried out the' suggestion. Arietta was chained to the wall on the opposite side of the cave, so she could have a chance to stand, sit or lie down, as she saw fit. Montana Mose gave her a couple of blankets and told her to make herself comfortable. Young Wild West made up his mind that it was one of the most dangerous situations he had ever been placed in. But the fact that Arietta was there was what worried him. However, he did not despair of being released. CHAPTER X. THE MYSTERY DEEPENS. It was just getting dark when Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart rode back to the Skull Bone Tavern after a fruitless search for Young Wild West. They found Anna and Eloise in a great state of excite ment. Arietta had not been seen all the afternoon I 1'She went out ter look fur Wild, I s'pose ?" said the scout, looking anxious. "Ye&," replied his wife. "She took no one with her, tom" "Well, that is just like her," spoke up Dart. "But you may depend upon it that one of two things has happened." "And what are they, Jim?" queried Eloise. "She has either struck the right trail and is following it, or she has been captured by the same villains that caught Wild." Charlie nodded. "I reckon you're right, Jim, he said. "But she did not take her horse," declared Anna. "That means that ther galoots is located around here somewhere, then," nodded Charlie. "Jim, we'll have a cup of coffee an' a bite ter eat an' then we'll take a look right around in ther camp I reckon them two galoots what run away from us this mornin' knows where Wild is." "Well, if we can only get the miners to believe that way we may be able to get them to confess," was the reply. It was not much of a supper that any of them ate. But the coffee Charlie and Jim swallowed nerved them for fresh endeavors, and they struck out to pay a visit to the other drinking places in the camp. Before going, however, they gave it out at .the bar of the tavern that they had strong reasons to believe that the two men known as Butts and De Pew knew where Young Wild West was, and it was not long before quite a 'number o the miners were aroused against the two men. Charlie arid Jim headed for the 'lowest resort the first thing. There wns the plnce they expected to find the two men they had met that morning. They were not disappointed, either. Butt s and De Pew were there drinking at the bar. Half 11 dozen miners followed our two friends into the resort. They were ready tb stand by them. But Butts and De Pew were on the lookout, it seemed.

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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." . ----------------They realized that there would be trouble over what had 1 When the shooting took place they ran back toward the happened that morning, and they were not going to be rear to be out of the way in case a crowd came out and inforced to tell anything if they could help it. dulged in a free fight. The very minute they saw Charlie and Jim enter they The result was that they were just in time to see a man drew their shooters. dart from the rear door of the shanty and run across an Crack open s pace as though his life depended on it. De Pew fired with quickness. "Me follee Melican man," said Hop; "he badee Melican The bullet cut a lock of hair from Jim's head and made man!" him feel as though he bad been hit. "Shimminny! I vos go mit you already," retorted Carl. Crack! The man they saw running through the darkness was no The scout fired and De Pew dropped. other than the villain Butts. Then Butts made a dash for a rear door. As ha s been stated, Hop Wah was far superior to the Neither Charlie nor Jim would s hoot the villain in the general run of his race in shrewdness. back, so he got out before he could be stopped. He took it for granted right away that the man was the The two villains had friends, as might be supposed. fellow Charlie and Jim had been after. Half a dozen rough-looking fellows now had their shootThe thing now was for him to follow the fellow and see ers in their hands. where he went. "Hold on!" cried Cheyenne Charlie. "Put up yom Butts never stopped running until he reached the shanty shooters We ain t after any of you galoots We wanted he had occupied with De Pew. ther one what dropped an' ther one what's jest got away. He meant to gather up what few things he possessed a nd 'rake it easy, won' t yer ?" mak e for the hidden cave. "Ther feller you jest shot was a friend of mine," growled He knew that De Pew had been shot dead, but there a miner, savagely. was no help for it, and it made him all the safer, as far "An' ther feller he come near droppin' is a friend of as b eing exposed was concerned. mine," retorted Charlie, as he leveled hi s six-shooter at I. Only Mose and Simple John knew of the ex the man. "I mean business! Do you want ter drop, or 1stence of the h1dde n cave. are yer gain' ter behave?" I ran into tlhanty, and when Hop saw him do The men who had followed our two friends in the place th1s 1t occurred to h1m that he had better capture the man. had their revolvers in their hands now, and it looked as He stole up to the door stealthily, followed closely by though there was going to be a lively time of it. the German. But more came crowding in, and as the most of them Carl had a revolver in his hand, but it is doubtful if he / took the side of Charlie and Jim, a fight was averted. would have used it if the occasion came: But Butts had been allowed to get away. Butts struck a match to enable him to lay hands upon That was the worst part of it. what he wanted to take with him. Our friends had intended to follow him, for they felt He had left the door partly open as he entered, and, that he would likely hunt up Montana Mose, if the scounwithout the lea s t hesitation, Hop stole inside. drel really was anywhere near by. "Holdee uppee hands!" he cried, leveling his big six-But now it was too late to get upon his track. shooter at the villain. If they had started to leave right after him they would Butts was thunderstruck. probably have been sh'>t down. But he was not going to allow himself to be taken by a It took several minutes to quiet things down, but even Chinaman! then it was not goo. d policy for Charlie and Jim to leave. A s quick a s a flash he dropped to the floor, extinguish-But if they were not able to follow Butts somebody else ing the matcli at the same time. was. He dove between the Chinaman's legs and upset him Hop Wah had begun to grow much worried about the Out of the door he ran and landed plump into the arms disappearance of Young Wild West and Arietta. of Carl Metz. The Chinaman felt that it was now high time that he But the sudden rush sent .the German staggering backdid something. ward, and he went down as hi s heel struck a stone, grabSo, when he saw Charlie and Jim go to the low saloon, bing Butts and pulling him with him. he went over that way, too. Bang And Carl Metz, for some strange reason, went after him. The pis tol Carl had in his hand went off without doing In spite of the fact that Hop had won nearly all the a particle of damage to anyone. money he had, the German had taken a strong liking for But the report frightened him so that he let go of the him. villain. The two did not go inside the saloon, but walked around Butts scrambled to his feet and was away like a flash. to the side of it and waited to see what the scout and Dart But he was in such a hurry that he took a direction that meant to do. was almost opposite to the one he wanted to go.

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24 YOUNG WILD WEST A ND "MONTANA lVIOSE." But there was no choice in the matter now. now it was the general opinion that Mose and Crack! Simple John had a hiding-place somewhere near the camp, Hop came out of the shanty and fired at his retreating and that in that hiding-place were Young Wild West and form, but missed. his pretty sweetheart. "Come on, Misler Dutcheeman !" he cried. Many were of the opinion that Wild had been killed by Carl got upon his feet and started after Hop. the villain, for they knew that he had been very venomous 'l'hey ran as fast as they could, but the outtoward the boy. distanced them, and, though they hunted for him for a But none of them would give that opinion to our friends. period of fifteen minutes, they were forced to give it up. They did not want to alarm them. "Me wantee find Misler Wild and Missy Alietta velly Anna and Eloise found a great comforter in the person bad," said Hop, mournfully. "Me no likee way things is." of Mrs. Sally Goode. "I vish I vos know vot to do already," replied Carl. Her husband, too, tried his best to allay the fears of the "We go backee and tellee Misler Charlie and Misler girls Jim," said the Celestial, as the thought struck him. But in spite of this they did not sleep that night. "Dot vos right." When morning dawned Charlie and Jim were ready to "We tellee 'bdutee man runnee outee saloon and comee renew the search, and they had plenty to assist them. to urn shanty." "Yah!" The pair started back for the saloon. They found Charlie and Jim outside the place with quite a crowd of the miners, who had decided to stick by them and prosecute the search to the end. Hop quickly called Charlie and Jim and told them what had happened. "Which way did ther galoot go, Hop?" asked the scout, excitedly, as he caught him by the arm. "Me showee; comee 'long." "Boys," said the scout, addressing the crowd, "I reckon we'll run down Butts in putty short order. These two fellers was chasin' him, but they couldn't run fast enough Come on! When we find him we'll find : Montana Mose and ther foolish galoot, too. Them's ther ones what has got Young Wild West and his gal, an' yer kin bet on it!" A yell of approval went up, and then a dozen or more determined men set out a.fter our friends. Hop and the German led them to the shanty first and told what had happened there. Then they started in the direction the fugitive had taken and the country road was scoured. It was late in the night when the search was abandoned. But not a trace of Butts could be found. Th(ne were so many places to hide around the mining camp that it was impossible to do much in the dark. Disheartened, the scout and Jim Dart gave it up. for the night and went to the tavern. It was not the first time that Wild and his sweetheart had been missing, but they felt very bad over it, for all that. There was more of a pllzzle about it this time than tliere had ever been before, and that was why they felt so dejected. Hop and the German did not come back with the searching party. No knew what had become of them. But little thought was given to them, for that matter. Wild and Arietta were the ones to think about. The whole thing had been talked over by the miners, and CHAPTER XL THE BET THAT IIOP l\IADE It wm be in order for u s to see what became of Hop Wah and the German. When they found that the search was to be given up for the night they did not go back to the tavern. The Chinaman had conceived the idea that iu was likely that Butts would come back to the shanty. He told Carl what he thought, and after a short conver sation they decided to stop there and see if he did. So they hied to the shanty and settled down to wait until morning, if necessary. But they were both tired and sleepy, and it was not long before Carl dropped off into a deep slumber. Hop yawned and did his best to keep awake, but finally gave in, and he, too, was asleep. It was just about daylight in the morning when the Chinaman was awakened by the creaking of the shanty door. It was still dark in the shanty, and as the two had laid down where they were in the shadow they would not be apt to be seen by anyone, unless they came close to them. Hop was wide awake and clutched his revolver in a jiffy. He turned his eyes in the direction of the door and saw a man entering. It was Butts. The villain cast a quick glance behind him and then walked over to a corner where some clothing was hanging. He seized the clothing and walked out of the shanty without noticing the two who were lying on the floor. The moment he had gone Hop got up. He did not stop to arouse his sleeping companion, but went right out. It was light enough for him to see the direction the man was taking. Then it was that Hop Wah brought all his knowledge <:f woodcraft into play and s tarted after Butts.

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YOUNG WJJD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." j5 Somehow the Chinaman felt exultant. "Me :findee now; and me findee Missy Ali etta, too!" be muttered. It was growing lighter all the time, but when he once got into the woods that covered the ridge at the outskirts of the mining camp he found it quite easy to follow the villain and keep him in view. Butts had been in hiding all night in the woods. He had not dared to venture to the hidden cave even. But when the :first signs of the coming day showed up his courage arose. He felt that he was most likely leaving his shanty for good, so he wanted the clothes he had there. He wanted them more for what was in them than he did for the garments themselves, since he had his savings in the lining of an old coat that was there. After thinking it over and looking carefully about he decided to take the risk of going to the shanty. If he was caught and it came to the worst, he would tell where Montana Mose was hiding. But not unless it was to save his life would he do this. Butts was one o the determined sort, who did not be lieve in going back on a friend. Montana Mose was his friend, though he had known him but a short time. He was just the man Butts had long been wanting to fall in with, for all he required was one who could lead, and he would be a regular road agent or common thief The villain was in quite an easy frame of mind when he got to the shanty and got th'El clothing. But when he left it behind him and reached the cover of the timber he felt better still He looked back several times, as might be supposed, but the wily Chinaman was not to be seen At length, just as the sun was rising, Butts,reached the mouth of the passage that looked to be merely a niche in the face of the cliff. Once there he paused and looked around him with an air of triumph. "Now let's see yer catch me!" he exclaimed aloud, shak ing his :fist at an imaginary pursuer. Hop Wah was less than a dozen yards from him at the time, and, hearing the words and seeing the move, took it for granted that it was meant for him. "Me catchee allee light!" he cried, leaping toward the villain; "me showee whattee mattee !" Butts uttered a startled cry and dove into the passage. Crack! Hop :fired and a bullet whizzed past his ear. But the scoundrel was at the rock now, and just as the Celestial thought he surely had him, he put his shoulde:r against it and moved it around sufficiently to get through. For fear of being shot by the fellow, Hop had drawn a little to one side and he failed to see. the move. The consequence was that when he moved around to look into the niche Butts had disappeared and the rock was in its former place. "Lat velly muchee funny!" said the surprised China man, staring blankly into the niche. "Badee Melican man go in, but no comee outee; now he gone!" He waited a few minutes, and then, becoming bolder, stepped into the niche. But he never once thought of leaning his weight against the rock. But that was not to be expected of him, since there wa;> nothing about its looks that would indicate that it was movable. "Velly funny," he mused, over and over again. It was very mystifying to Hop, even if he was given to performing tricks that were mystifying to But there was one thing certain, and that was he was positive that the man had not come out of the niche. He meant to stay right there until somet hing happened. So, keeping his revolver ready for instant use, the Ce, lestial \vaited. Patience was a thing that he possessed, and half an hour passed without anything happening. Still, Hop waited to see Butts appear. But no Butts came. Fifteen minutes more slipped by. Then the Chinaman heard approaching footsteps. The next minute he saw the forms of Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart approaching "Hoolay!" he cried; "me vclly glad you comee !" "What are you doing here, Hop?" asked Dart, in sur prise. "Me comee here 'cause bad Melican man comee," was the reply. "Butts come here, yer say?" cried the scout, eagerly. "Yes, he comee light here; me shootee and then he git tee outee sight. He comee light here and no comee out, but he no be found." Charlie and Jim questioned him sharply and heard just what had happened. The Celestial was so earnest in declaring that Butts had stepped into the niche and did not come out again that they were forced to believe him, for they knew he was not to be easily deceived. 1 But it did not take them half a minute to become sat is-fied that there was no possible chance of a man hiding in the niche. Finally they came to the conclusion that Butts must have run out of the place unobserved by Hop. Still it was very puzzling to them. Then another search was made. It was over the same ground they had covered before, but they yet had hopes of finding those they were looking for. They went around the vjcinity, as they had done before, walking over the very place where our hero and his sweet heart were confined, but never once did they think of try ing to force an entrance through the back part of the niche. It was impoosible for them to reach a spot where they

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26 YOUNG WILD WEST AND ":MON'liFNA MOSE." could look down into the cave through the opening over 1 When they _\.!acheu the niche everything was just the the chasm same as they had .left it. The narrow ridge before this place was full of jagged Hop explained jus t he l1ad followed Butts to the and sharp-pointed rocks, and it was impossible for a man s pot, telling it in detail in his pigeon-English, but managto climb up to them. ing to make the greater part of the men understand him For over an hour the search was kept up, and at the end o this time they were joined by a party o miners from the camp When Jim told them how the Chinaman had chased. Butts to the niche and then lost him in such a mysteriou.:; way, the miners acted as though they doubted the veracity of the Celestial. From there they went back to the shanty of Butts. They found Carl Metz there sound asleep, and this cor roborated part of Hop's story But when aroused the G;erman declared that he did not know that Hop had left the shanty, much less started in pursuit of the man they had been after. "Dutcheeman sleepee; me no wakee; me lun after Butts," said Hop. "Me go backee and waitee for uh1 Butts to comee outee / Neither Charlie nor Jim took much stock in the man who had made the bet with the Chinaman. They did not like his way, either. They were not in the humor to see bets made just then But they did not know that the making of that bet was going to solve the mystery for them I they had known that they would have hailed it with delight. Hop thought he had b etter do something to try and win the money. He walked into the niche and Root followed him. "Butts comee light here," he explained. "He shakee fistee at me and callee outee somet'ing velly muchee mad; me lun after him and shootee; len he no be see allee samee smokee go uppee sky!" "Ha, ha, ha !" laughed the saloon man. "What do yer think of that, boys?" "'l'hat might be a gQ_od idea," said Jim. "I don't know No one said anything what else to do, boys." Hop tried to explain still further, but Root shook his Another party of miners came along jus t the n. head and declared he had won the bet One of them was the proprietor of the saloon where the "Y b t 1 H . t d . ou no wm et ee op ms1s e "You velly muchee shootmg had occurred the mght before. 1 'f 1 1 H h 1 d 1 d h' n 1 1 h t f y 1e 1 you say me 1e. e ac ec are 1s Wl mgness to 1e p un or oung "G't t ll 1 t !" Wild West and his sweetheart, but there were some who; 1 ou' y.er ya. er ga 00 did not believe that he cared much whether they were I As :m.d
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YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE." 27 "Et," said Wild, looking at his sweetheart, "you must eat what is offered you this morning. You must keep up your strength, for I shall depend on you to save me." "All right, Wild," was the reply. "But how is it that Charlie and Jim have not found us yet?" "I don't know. It must be that this is a very secure hiding-place, that's all. But they will find us, and if they don't you must do the work." Simple John grinned when he heard this. But he did not act as though he thought it meant any thing or not. Arietta had repeatedly coaxed the fool to give Wild a drink of water, but he had refused every time. She now tried him again. "Give him a drink, won't you?" she asked, pleadingly. "Mose say no, an' it must be that way," was the reply. Then the girl burst into tears. It was the first time that she had taken on a fit of weep tug, and the noise she made aroused Montana Mose from his sleep. / "What's ther matter, little fairy?" he called out, as he got his feet. "I reckon you're beginnin' ter give in. Well, I'll tell yer what I'll do with yer I'll give yer ther liberty of ther cave if you'll promise ter belhave yerself." "I'll promise!" exclaimed the girl, looking at the brute through her tears. Montana Mose smiled. "Take ther chain off, John," he said. "But don't let her git hold of a weepin' of any kind. She might kill yer if she did." "All right, Mose," answered the simple fellow, and then he speedily removed the chain from the girl's waist. Arietta rushed for her lover the first thing. But before she could even touch him she was brutally dragged back by the big ruffian. "None of that, or I'll have ter order ther chain put on yer ag'in," he said. Arietta realized that she would have to let him have his way if she was to accomplish anything. So she went to the door and looked out through the rift in the cavern at the reddening east. She stood there some< time debating as to what she should do. "If I only had a revolver!" she thought. While she stood there she was suddenly surprised to see a man approaching through the cave. A thrill of hope shot through her. Montana Mose rushed to the door. "Ah!" he exclaimed; "it's Butts, John." "Yes, it is Butts," answered the simpleton. "It's me all right," spoke up the newcomer, "but I come mighty nigh not gittin' here. There's a Chinee galoot out side now what's been follerin' me. He shot at me jest afore I fooled him an' got this side of ther rock." 11You didn't let him see how yer got in here, did yer ?" cried Montana Mose, his face paling. "Oh, no !" was the quick reply. "He got back out of \ thcr way so I couldn't git a bead on him, I s'pose. Then 1 come on in." Butts told what had happened since the morning before, and. when he saw Wild and Arietta he nodded app100vingly. "How did yer git 'em here?" he asked, after Mose had
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28 YOUNG WILD WEST AND "MONTANA MOSE.'' Simple John piled some faggots on the hearth and lighted them. Arietta gave Wild a meaning glance and then went over to the simpleton. "Have you got coffee?" she asked. "Yes," was the reply. "Get it, then, and I will make you as fine coffee as you ever drank, and I hope you will give the prisoner there >:om e." "He can't have any," answered the fool. He got the coffee and pot to make it in, keeping the girl under his eye all the time. Arietta took the pot from him, but quickly handed it back again. "Get some water in it," she said. In order to do this he was compelled to go out of sight of her for a moment. "What did you give me to drink?" cried Montana Mose. "Coffee," answered Arietta. The villain staggered back and dropped the cup. "You have poisoned me!" The simple fellow stood still in mute surprise. "Go an'-an'-fetch Butts!" gasped the villain, as he tried to steady himself. "I will go! I will be your messenger!" exclaimed Ari etta, and as quick as a flash she seized the revolver that was in his belt and leveled it at him. But like an enraged bull he sprang at her, drawing his bowie as he did so. "You won't be no messenger, gal!" he shrieked. "This will be your messenger-this knife! An' Young Wild West will git it after you do!" "No!" shouted Arietta; "the only messenger to be sent l1ere is the bullet in this revolver l It will be a messenger The very instant he was out of sight Arietta was at the of death, too!" coat Butts had laid down. Crack! She got the vial from it in a twinkling and was standMontana Mose reeled and fell to the floor. ing over the fire when the simple fellow came back. Simple John turned and ran, screaming with terror Wild knew what his sweetheart was up to, and he could when he saw his master drop. hardly keep from uttering a cry of joy. "Quick! Get me loose, Et !" said Wild. The coffee-pot was placed over the fire and was soon But at that very instant the familiar war cry of Cheysteamil'lg away. enne Charlie rang out, and the next instant the scout ap-lt had been boiling about ten minutes when Montana peared at the l1ead of a crowd. Mose came back alone. They had found the way inside and arrived at the criti"John," said he, "!.reckon there'll be a lively hunt to cal moment. day. a crowd outside find ther I And the bet Hop had made with the saloon man had way ter git m, though ther Clunee IS ms1stm' that Butts been the means of it. come in openin' there an' go out ag'in. J But it is quite likely that Arietta would have succeeded do yer thmk of that, Young W1ld West? Your gang IS in liberating Wild, anyhow. almost in hearin' of your voice, an' yet they don't know A few minutes later Young Wild West, after taking a that you're here?" drink of what seemed to be t11e sweetest water he had ever The villain turned his gaze upon our hero, the fool swallowed, was walking back to the tavern. grinned and Arietta emptied the contents of the vial into I Simple John and Butts were prisoners in the hands of the coffee-pot. the miners, and they were very much frightened. Then she took the pot from the fire and stood before I With the death of Montana Mose our story comes to an the big brute, looking as meek as she possibly could. I end. "What! Hello! So ther gal is makin' ther coffee fur It was Arietta's messenger of death that had done the us, hey, John?" cried the from the North Woods . business, and though both Wild and herself had suffered "Well, I reckon I'll have ther first cup, then." during the past few hours, they were happy enough after it John quickly got a tincup that held about a pint and was all over. handed it to Arietta. Simple John and Butts were given twenty minutes to The girl nervously poured it full Df the decoction: the get out of the camp, and they went in a hurry. pot contained and gave it to Mose. THE END. lie sweetened it to his taste and then drank the whole cupful without a stop. Read "YOUNG WILD WEST AT GRIZZLY But the peculiar taste must have come out more forcible GULCH; OR, THE SHOT THAT SAVED THE than before, for he gave a gasp, shook himself and then CAMP," which will be the next number (173) of "Wild we:at over and sat down on the couch, still clutching the West Weekly." tincup. SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly Wild waited breathlessly. He hardly thought there was are always in print. If you cannot obtain them :from any enough of the drug in what he had to kill him; newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by but he knew it would him drowsy. mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION The villain got up and came toward the brave girl, who SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies stood with the coffee-pot in her band. you order by return mail.

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/ WILD WEST WEEKLY A magazi n e Containing Stotties, Sketehes, ete., of Westettn ltife. :B"Y"" OI.....:O SCC>"UT. 32 PAGES. PRICE 5 CENTS. 32 PAGES. EACH NUMBER IN A HANDSOME COLORED COVER. All of th3se exciting stories are founded on facts. Young Wild West is a hero with whom the author was acquainted. His daring deeds and thrilling adventures have never been surpassed. They form the base of the most dashing stories ever published. Read the following numbers of this most interesting magazine and be convinced: 113 114 115 LATEST ISSUES: 1146 Young Wild West and the Cowboy King; or, Taming a Texas 147 '!'error. 148 Young Wild West' s Lively Time; or, The Dandy Duck of the Diggings. Young Wild West at Hold-Up Canyon; or, Arietta's Great Victory. Young Wild West's Square Deal ; or, Making the "Bad" Men Good Young Wild West's Pocket of Gold; or, Arietta' s Great Discovery. Young Wild West and "Shawnee Sam" ; or, The Half-Breed's 149 Treachery. Young Wild West Cowing the Cowboys; or, Arietta and the Prairie l l'lre. 116 117 Young Wild West' s Covered Trail; or, Arietta and the Avalanche. Young Wild West and the Diamond Dagger; or, 'l'he Mexican Girl's R evenge Young Wild West at Silver Shine; or, A Town Run by "Tenderf ee t Young Wild W est Surrounded by Sioux; or, Arietta and the Aeronaut. Young Wild W est and the "Puzzle of the Camp''; or, The Girl 150 Young Wild West and Navajo Ned; or, The Hunt for the Half Breed Hermit. 151 Young Wild West's Virgin Vein; or, Arietta and the Cave-in. 152 Young Wild West's Cowboy Champions; or, The Trip to Kansas City. 153 Young Wild West's Even Chance; or, Arietta' s Mind. 154 Young Wild West and the Flattened Bullet; or, Man Who Would not Drop. 118 119 120 121 Who Owne d the Gul c h Young Wild West and the cho Busters. 155 Young Wild West's Gold Game; or, Arietta' s Full The Boss of the Bron-156 Young Wild West' s Cowboy Scrimmage; or, Cooking a (.:rowd of Crooks. etta's Arizona Adven-157 and the Arizona Athlete; or, 'l'he Duel that 122 Young Wild W est afte r the ture. 123 Young Wild West Routing Dollars. 124 Young Wild W est at D eath. Saving Two Million 158 West and the Kansas Cowboys; or, Arietta' s Clean Arietta' s D eal with 159 YoM:Wk:ild West Doubling His Luck; or, The Mine that Made a 125 Young Wild Tombstone. 126 Young Wild West' s Lightning Lariat; Ag ents. A Straight Trail to 160 West and the Loop of Death ; or, Arietta's Gold or, Arietta and the Road 161 West at Boiling Butte; or, Hop Wah and the High-127 Young Wild West's R ed-Ho t Ride; or, Pursued by Comanc h e s. 128 Young Wild W est and the Bl a z e d '!'rail; or, Ari e t t a as a S cout. 129 Young Wild W est' s l 'our o f a Kind; or, A Curious Combination. 130 Young Wild W es t Cau ght by the Crooks; or. Arietta on Hand. 131 Young Wild West and the Terrors; or, The Doom of Da.hinr Dan. 132 Young Wild West' s Barre l of "Dust" ; or, Arietta's Chance Shot. 133 Young Wild West's Triple Claim; or, Simple Sam, the "Sun-downe r. 134 Young Wlld West' s Curious Compact; or, Arietta as an Avenger. 135 Young Wild West's Wampum Belt; or, Unde r the Ban of the Utes. 136 Young Wild W est and the Rio Grande Rustlers: or, The Branding at Buckhorn Ranc h 137 Young Wild West and the Line League; or, Arietta Among the Smugglets. 138 Young Wild West' s Silver Spurs; or, Fun at Fairplay Fair. 139 Young Wild West Among the Blackfeet; or, Arietta as n 140 Young Wild West on the Y ellowstone: or, 'Jbe S ecre t ot t h e Hidden Cave 141 Young Wild West's Deadly Aim ; or, Arietta' s Greatest Danger. 142 Young Wild West at the "Jumping 011'" Place; or, The Worst Camp in the West. 143 Young Wild West and the "Mixed-Up" Mine; or. 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