Young Wild West's relay race, or, The fight at Fort Feather


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As Young Wild West saw the a{>proaching cavalrymen he swung his hat in the air "Fort Feather is besi~ged by the redskins! I am riding the finish of a relay race to save the garrison. Come on!" .

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WILD WEST WEEKLY A Magazine Containing Stories, Sketches, Etc'., of Western Life. Is,uea Weekly -B11 Subscl'iptio11 $2.50 per 11eai. .4pplicatio11 maae fo, Secona Cla,s enti-11 at the New Yo,k, N. Y., Post Office, Enterea accorailtg to Act of Co,iu,ess, in the yea, 1906. i11 the o.Oice of the Libraiian of Congress, Washington, D. C bl/ F,ank 7'ouse11, P'Ublishe,, 2i Union Squa,e, New York No. 203. NEW YORK, SEPTEMBER 7., 1906. Price 5 C ent, YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE OR, The Fight at Fort Feather BY AN OLD SCOU'l'. "I'm goin' ter try an' shoot some game afore dark," he CHAPTER I. explained to the men of the party as he went away. But that was not what he intended to do. ATTACKED BY REDSKINS. Old Dave had seen Indian signs, and he was afraid that Sunset on the banks of the Green Rtver, in Utah. A party consisting of thirty men, women and children have just come to a halt and are arranging to camp for the ~ht. All day long they had been riding over a sandy desert, when at la~t the aspect of the country changed, and mstt. 1 0.1. anks of sand and groups of dull, gray rocks, the green verdure that grew along the river was before them. Old Dave Burlew, the experienced guide, had con tracted to lead a party from Denver to Richfield, Utah, where they propqsed to settle down. There were but eight men in the party, besides the guide. They had sold their property in Kansa i and with their wives and children had c.ome to Denver by rail. Then the services of the guide had come in play, and as our story opens we find them a little over half-way t o their destirnttion agons drawn by mule teams carried the belongings of the emigrants, the women and children riding in them. The men had provided themselves with horses, and they rode along with the ola guide. ,So far the journey had been an uninterrupted one, but Dave Burlew had shown signs of being a little bit worried when they first struck the green grass and beheld the shin ing, crooked stream in the distance. While the women were preparing the evening meal he took his trusty rifle and started down the river bank. the Utes had broken out and started a war on the whites again In the past two years they had done it three or four times, and each time there had been a slaughter of men, women and children before the red fiends could be sul;, dued. At the time of which we write Uncle sam did not hav e the Indians under such good control as he has now. Though there were forts scattered all over the Wild West, and the redskins were on reservations, every now and then some of them would take a notion to go back to the barbarious life they had been accustomed to lead, and then dreadful things would happen. Dave Burlew had heard from several old settlers along the line of march that the Utes on the reservation had been reported as being restless, and that 'at Fort Feather the few cavalrymen stationed there were getting uneasy They feared there would be an Indian uprising, and then there would be serious trouble, since the regulars were stationed so far apart in the Green River region. The old guide had barely got out of sight of the camp around a little bunch of cottonwoods when he saw a thin column of smoke rising from a hill about two miles distant "I knowed it!" he exclaimed, under his breath. "Ther Utes have broke loose, an' there's goin' ter be trouble, as sure's my name are Dave Burlew. It's what I calls too bad, too. 'fhese men I've got with me don't know nothin' about :fightin' Injuns, an' there's ther wimmen an' chil-

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t YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. dren It'll go hard with them, I reckon, if ther red galoots fackle us. Well, there's only one thing ter do, an' that is ter tell 'em, so we kin git ready. That smoke means somethin' !" Then he took a look all around as far as his range of vision extended. He was not surprised to see another thin column of smoke rise up from a point some three or four miles to the right of the first one. .:."!'hat's ther answer," the old man muttered. "Ther redskins what sent up ther first smoke know we're here, an' they have let ther ~thers know about it. We've got ter git ready fur an attack. I wonder if there's many soldiers at Fort Feather now. Ther fort is only thirty miles from here, an' that makes it look as though there ain't, 'cause ther redskins wouldn't be slingin' out their signs like this if they was afraid of bein' tackled by ther cavalry from ther fort. It are most likely that there ain't more'n a dozen men at ther fort this very minute, an' that ther fojuns knows it." Having come to this conclusion, the guide walked slowly back to the camp. 1 Alfred Graves was the recognized leader of the expedi tion, and he came out to meet him. "You seem to be troubled over something, Dave," he said. "What is it? There isn't dangr brewing, is there?" "There is, Al," was the reply. "I might as well tell yer that." "What is the danger?" and the face of Graves turned slightly pale. "Inj uns." "What! Why, I thought the redskins were at peace with the whites, and were living contentedly on the reser vations allotted to them." "Well, I reckon some of 'em has broke out on ther war path. I've beard some talk of it ther last week or two, but I've seen enough in ther last half hour ter make me believe that it's true. There's Injuns close by, an' they know we're here, too." "Do you think they would really be bad enough to at tack us?" "If they've started on ther war-path they'll jest like ther chance of doin' it, Al." Graves looked worried. "Well, I. suppose we will have to do the best we can," he said ''That's right. It might be that they won't interfere with us. But we'd better git ready, ter make sure of it." "That's right. We will tell the rest and let them be pre pared for the worst." Graves told them himself, and, as might be supposed, there was much fear shown, especially by the women and children The pretty dark-eyed daughter of Graves, whose name wAs Agnes, put on a hopeful look, though, and she quickly said: "I am very glad that I have learned how to shoot with a rifle on the way, fatl1er. I can be of some use if the Indians attack us. I can hit a bull's-eye at a hundred yards, so I guess I would be able to shoot a redskin if I saw him riding down upon us for the purpose of slaying us." The male members of the party nodded their approval. It made them eel all the more determined to protect themselves and their families Not one of the travelers had drt!amed of such a thing as being attacked by hostile Indians. They had been on the lookout for roving bands of bad white men, or they were always to be feared in that wild part of the country But they were not to be compared with hostile Indians, so they thought. Really, though, in many cases, they were much worse, as the flotsam and jetsum of the worst 0 mankind were to be found there-men who had prices upon their heads a who dared not show themselves in the cities and towns on account of the crimes t11ey had committed. Preparations were m_ade to secure themselves against the red kins should any come, and the men went about it with a doggec1 determination, the women helping, as a matter of course. Agnes Graves was the most cheerful of any in the party. "Keep cool," she kept saying to the women, and after a while she had them in pretty good spirits. --~ f But none of them ate as heartily at supper as they would have done if they had not become acquainted with the fact that there were ho tile Indians abo'Jt. The sun had gone down and darkness was beginning to gather The thin columns of smoke had died out and all was silence, save for the occasional bark of a coyote. The covered wagons had been drawn in a sii'ni-circm to the face o the cli[ that reared itself a few yards from the bank of the river. The men busied themselves cleaning and loading the :firearms they possessed. All bad rifles, for they had considered it a necessity to possess themselves of such weapons before they set out from Denver to continue the journey through the wilder ness. Gradually the darkness gathered and the stars came out on'l by one. Old Dave Burlew was outside the circle assisting J?ali__a dozen oi the men roll up big stones under the wagons, so the women and children would have places to crouch be hind when the fight began-if there was a fight. All hoped there would not be, ~i course, but, by the way the guide acted, it seemed almost a certainty An hour passed. The party of travelers were restlesi, from the strain of the thing. "I reckon I'll take a little scout around an' see if there is any of foer redskins around," he said i:a a low tone. "I

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. 3 want everybody ter keep quiet an' lay low. We ain't got no fire ter show 'em je s t where we are, an' it may be that they won't strike us." But what he said last was merely to cheer them up. The Indian signs be bad seen were enough to convince him that there was bound to be a visit from the redskins, providing there was any big number 0 them about. If there were no more than a dozen 0 them they would be safe from an attack, for the redskins had had so much experience in fighting the palefaces that they knew it re quired at lea s t twc. to one to perfect a slaughter. Dave Burl e w kept close to the ground a s he s tole away from the camp. He was experienced in that line, and he was acting just ai:; though he was certain that there were Indians about. He went up the rive:r for a hundred yards and the~ turned. and went down. Then he cast his eyes over the rippling surface 0 Green River P"'. d strove to look across. -The-01a man could just see the dark outlines 0 the bank on the opposite side, and as he looked he suddenly noticed something push out and start across the stream. "A canoe, by jingo!" he muttered. He waited for over a minute and then he could see that the canoe bad half a dozen forms in it. "That' s all from that side 0 ther river, I reckon," he muttered. "Well, the r second column 0 s moke was on ..... his side, so that's where ther mos t 0 'em will come from. J .;: t git back ter ther c amp, ur ther chances is that theT rest 0 'em is close by now." He had scarcely made a move to start when the hoot 0 an owl sounded near him. Burlew dropped close to the ground and remained per fectly still. While it was almost the exact cry of an owl, he knew ji~~,t one 0 the birds that had uttered it. 'l'hat it C!t..n"f from a neaTby redskin, and was meant as a signal, he was certain. ,Just then the hoot was answered from the river. The old guide now began creeping cautiously for the camp. He knew he had no time to spare. Forttlnately the hiding Indians were not near enough to obse(ve him a s he moved along through the daTkness and he't}on got inside the ban-icade that had been formed. "Git our gun s ready an' lay low!" he whispered. "Ther redski s is comin' I" ~ _lv9rds were hardly out 0 his mouth when another hoot rang out, and then the an s wer came. "Do yer hear that?" the old man whispered, hoarsely. "Yes," answered Alfred Graves; "it is an owl, isn t it?" "Not much! It's redskins. Everybody git ready I" The women and children were has tily placed behind the rocks, and then the male members 0 the party knelt with their rifles through the opening s between the wagons. Five minutes passed in s ilence. To the waiting men it was almost torture. Not one of them, with the exception o the guide, had ever experienced Indian fighting, and they knew not what to do. The keen eyes 0 the old man soon discovered dark forms creeping along the river bank, and tlten he knew that those in the canoe had landed, and were joining the gang on that side. It would only be the question 0 a ew minutes before the attack would be made now, and he knew it. Five minutes more passed. Then, with a suddenness that was startling in the fulle s t s en se, a yell sounded. At least a score 0 throats gave utterance to it and it caused the waiting travelers to thrill with ear. "Fire when I say ther word," said Burlew; "but don t shoot too high, 'cause W!} can't afford ter waste any shots. If we kin mow down half a dozen 0 'em right at ther start we'll have 'em, I think!" The next !nstant a score 0 dark forms were seen leap ing toward the wagons. ''Fire!" shouted Dave Burlew. Then ten rifles belched forth streaks 0 fire, for Agnes Graves was ready when the word was given, and she did not hesi~ate to shoot. The Indians paused and dropped low to the ground, or the reception they got was a little more than they expected, evidently. It was impos s ible for the besieged party to tell how many had been hit, but old Dave Burlew knew the volley had been disastrous to them. Three 0 tl1e men owned repeating rifles, and they kept on firing. But the old man quickly stopped them. "What are yer shootin' at?" he cried. "Don't waste your bullets. Don't pull a trigger unless yer kin see what you're shootin' at." The first rush 0 the red demons had been checked, but that was only temporary. They had ecome strangely silent right after the volley had been fired, and or a couple 0 minutes they remained that way. Then the fierce warwhoop sounded again and they came with. a rus h, firing as they did so. This was the first shooting they had done, and they sent the bullets through the wagon covers with a vengeance. But the precautions the travelers had taken saved them from being hit. "Give it ter 'em!" shouted Burlew. "Aim straight, men!" Orack-crack-cra-ang Another volley was fired, and the guide saw at least our of the attacking party go down. But the others came right on, and a second later they were climbing over the wagons. "Give it ter 'em!" cried the guide, firfog his revolver right in the ace 0 a brave )"ho was in the act or leaping down into tlie inclosure.

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4 YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. ', Then it was that a de~erate battle wa,s begun. But it was bound to result in defeat for the brave band of whites, unless something happened, hands, for Young Wild West was the recognized Cham pion Deadshot of the Wild West. He was also known a s the Prince of the Saddle, owing to the fact that his equal had ne ver been found at taming and riding a wild horse of the prairies. Something did happen, for just then a shout sounded from the trail back from the river bank, and during the brief intervals between the shots the sounds of galloping hoofs could be heard Crack-crack-crack I Three shots rang out from the rear of the redskin band and then th e y turned and fled in wild disorder. "Whoopee!" s houted a voice: "Young Wild West an' his pards is in time, I reckon. P~t it inter ther sneakin' -red galoots I" The other boy, Jim Dart, who, like Young Wild West, had been born and reared on the border, was a good looking young fellow, strong and active, and he, too, wore a fancy buckskin hunting suit. The third in the little party was Cheyenn e Charlie, the well-known scout and Indian fighter. 13:e was a trifl e over six feet in height and was supple and straight a s an arrow. His face was bronzed from the s un and wind s of the mountains and plain s and his long black hair and droop ing mustache added a look to him that would have given the casual observer the impre s sion that he was a dangerous CHAPTER II. man to fopl with. And,, { o he was, too. Being /ra1fuer hot-headed and YOUNG WILD WEST AND ms PARTNERS. afraid of nothing, he was apt to get into trouble~W!!QsL any time. The cracking of revolvers now made such a noise that That was why he relied upon Young Wild West a s a the party of travelers could not hear anything further. leader. But they knew that help had come, and that was suffi-The dashing young deadshot was cool and cautiou s ceint to make them join in giving a cheer. under all conditions. He never lost hi s head, and hi s The redskins were no longer close enough to be seen, so judgment was second to none. the horsemen who had come to the rescue di s mounted. The dashing young dead s hot, in company with his two "Strike a light, fri~mds," said a clear voice that showed partners, Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart, had e x peri-how cool the speaker was. "There is no danger of that enced more s tartling adventure s and had been +ro' gang bothering you riq;ht away again, I guess." 'more hairbreadth escapes than u s ually falls to the Iot 01. "Right yer are, pard !" exclaimed Dave Burlew, and he men. hurriedly lighted a lantern. The three often gave the government valuablE' s ervice Then the thankful band of travelers saw that there were in the capacity of scouts, and they were now on their way only three in the party that had come to the reiic~e. to Fort Feather, whither they had been s ummoned to h e lp Two of them were nothing more than boys though they put down an uprising of the Ute s were of medium height and build, and the other was a tall They had left the wife of Cheyenne C}rnrlie and the man, still young in years. two sweethearts of the boys at Silver Plum .:111, 1:, "Thunder !" cried old Dave Burlew, as he held the Ianof friends, and had started out to assi s t all they c o uld in tern so the light could shine on the newc<;>mers; "it's the work of subduing the treach e rou s Indi a n s Young Wild West an' his pards, sure enoug I knqwed As we have already stated, the troope r s in tha t p a:rt of it was ther voice of Cheyenne Charlie what yelled out that Utah '\vere pretty well scattered a round, and the fact that Young Wild Wes t an' his pards was comin'. Howsurnever, the rebellious Utes had establi s hed a headquarter s l ess there wasn' t nothin' sure about it, so I didn't say anythan thirty miles from Fort Feath er, on the Groen River, thing Now I kin see with my own eyes." made it appear as though they cared nothin g for the fort, "Hello, Dave!" answered one of the boys, as he stepped and in all probability meant to attack i t and take charge. forward and shook the old man's hand. Word had been received by Young Wild Wes t two days Though but a boy in years, he looked every inch a man, before the opening of our story and they had been riding a.c: far as strength and agility went. hard ever since they set out for the fort. Handsome as an Apollo~ with a wealth of long chestnut It was lucky for old Dave Burlew and the party/,~ hair hanging over his shoulders, he made a picture of the guiding across the desert and plains that they happened true young Westerner. along just as they did. He was attired in a neat-fitting hunting suit of buck-Fort Feather was forty miles away from the s pot where skin that was elaborately trimmed with scarlet silk fringe, the travelers were camped, and as Young Wild Wes t and which set off bis graceful, athletic form to the best advan-bis partners had been riding hard all da_y )hey decided to tage. stop there till morning. In his hand was the revolver that had dealt out several They were not long in being intfoduced to the par ty of !lhots to the hostile Utes, and swung over his shoulder was travelers and then they made the,mselves at home, so. to & Winchester rifle, which was a dangerous weapon in his s peak.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. I A fire was started and the women made coffee for them, and while this was going on the three gave their tired horses a good rubbing down. Young Wild West had the fastest and most intelligent steed known in the whole West. It was a sorrel stallion and bore the name of Spitfire, which the dashing young Prince of the Saddle had given him while breaking him from a wild horse of the prairies. The dashing boy valued the stallion highly, and though he had been offered big sums of money for him, he had never once thought of parting with Spitfire. Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart both owned the best money could buy in the line of horseflesh~ and the three were able to keep out of the way of the fastest Indian ponies on the plains and mountains. And when they started to ride down a bad Indian or a villainous white renegade they generally succeeded. Old Dave Burlew had taken a scout around as soon as fuone greeting the three da13hi~ scouts, and he came back with the report that there w.ere seven dead red skins lying close to the camp and that the living ones had crossed the river. The survivors of those who came across in the canoe had gone back in the same way they came and the others had made their horses swim across. "l guess they won't bother us again to-night," .said Young Wild West, when he had heard the repor\,of the de. "There are not enough of them for that. i f they dol.eome I'll guarantee that there won't be many let of them when we get through with them." "I reckon there won't be, not if you an' your pards draws beads on 'em," retorted Burlew, nodding at the dashing boy in admiration. "I knows all about you fellows, Young Wild West. When you git ait~r Injuns, or any other kind of game it's good-by to 'e~ fin' no mis-. F-. ''Well, I don't know as we are any ter than anyone else in that ]ine," the young deadshot said, with a laugh. "We always do our best when we start to do a thing, though." The travelers felt secure, now that the three had ar rived. During the brief fight with the redskins only one man had been wounded, and that was so slight that he would be all right again in a few days. A good watch was kept during the night, but the red skins failed to show up again, and when morning dawned -~eurrgWild West advised the guide to set out for Fort Feather without any loss of time. "If you attempt to keep on the trail you will surely get caught by the Utes," he added. "It will only make a delay of a few days, at the most, for as soon as we get the troopers together the uprising will be put down in short order. I think you can do no better than to go to the fort." "That is jest what I think," Burlew replied. "I was goin' ter do that if the Injuns had no~ bothered us last night, even. I don't want ter run n o risk with ther wim men an' children I've got in charge Then he told the members of the party what the young deadshot said, a~d they were unanimous in deciding t o take the advice of Young Wild W~st. While th~ wome:n were getting the breakfast ready i Young Wild West mounted his sor r el stallion, Spitfire, ahd went out to reconnoiter. He rode down the river bank for a mile, keeping a watch on the hills at the other side, and then he sudde nly saw smoke arising from behind a clump of rocks haif a mile awi:iy. The boy gave a nod of satisfaction. ''So there is where you are, eh?" he muttere d "Get ting your breakfast, I suppose. Well, I suppose you are anxious for us to get away, so you can come over this side and bury your dead." 1 As the young deadshot turned his horse to ride back a puff of smoke suddenly came from a tree top near the place where he had located the Indian camp. F,Ie gave the sorrel a quick tap and the animal leaped forward just as a report sounded Wild heard the hum of a bullet as it went past the back of his head. "Whoa, Spitfire!" he cried. Then, as the sorrel came to an abrupt halt, his rifle flew to his shoulder. There was an Indian hidden in the top of that tree, and, though the dashing young deadshot could not see his outlines, he could see a small part of the foliage moving. It could not be caused by a breeze, for there was hardly a breath of air stirring just then. Taking a quick aim at the moving foliage in the tree that was fully half a mile away, he pressed the trigger. Cra-ang The sharp report rang out clear and distinct on the still morning air. Then, one after another, the lower limbs of the tree bent and swayed, and finally Wild caught sight of a de scending body. "I guess that fellow won't ever :fire another shot fr o m the top of a tree," he thought "He was a pretty good s hot, for if Spitfire had not jumped forward just as he did, I would have got that bullet The young deadshot rode back to the camp at a canter, just as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened "I reckon yer must have picked off one of tber redskins, Wild?" remarked Cheyenne Charlie, questioningly, as he rode in and brought his horse to a halt "Yes," was the reply; "one of them fired at me from the top of a tree on the other side of the river, and I then fired and brought him down. That makes one less to bother the whites, I guess 7'he travelers looked at the dashing boy admiringly. He was so cool, and had such an easy-going way about him, that he was bound to attract more than o rdinary attention.

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.,,., ... B YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. I He told them just where the camp of the Utes was located, and then he sat down to the breakfast {hat was now ready. Though our three friends were in a hurry to get to Fort Feather, they deemed it advisable to stay with the wagon train and escort it there. There was no telling how soon the redskins might make another attack on)t, and it might be that they would have reinforcement~ soon. That would make it bad for Dave Burlew and his party. The mules were hitched to the wagons as soon as possi ble, and then those who rode horses mounted, and the outfit started off. They were compelled to go three miles up the river before they found a place where it could be forded, and even then it took half an hour to get the wagons across. 'fhen they headed straight for the fort. They saw no more of the Indians until about two hours before sunset. Then they saw a small party following them about two miles in the rear. The women became much alarmed as soon as they were aware of it, but Young Wild West assured them that there was no danger from that small crowd. "There are only seven or eight of them," he said. "The.y won't attack us unless they meet more redskins to help them out. We will get to the fort in less than two hours now. I don't like the way those fellows are acting, though. They are coming up pretty close to the fort for hqstile Indians, I think. The chances are that there are plenty more of them about." "Oh, if we can only get to the fort!" said one of the women. "We will get there all right," answered Agnes Graves, the pretty daughter of the head of the emigrating band. "Yes," nodded Wild. "And I guess it won't hurt to make the mules jog along a bit, as they can have a good rest when we get there. The quicker we reach the fort the better, I think.'' They kept on as fast as the mules could be made to travel, and as the minutes flitted by the pursuing red skins gradually fell back. At lei;igth the fort came in sight. It was really nothing mo:i:e than a block house built on a little hill, with a stockade running around it. On the north side of the stockade were a store and half CHAPTER III.. WILD FALLS INTO THE HANDS OF THE UTES. .. As Young Wild W e~t rode up to Fort Feather at the head of the party he was recognized by the offieer in charge. A cheer went up from a dozen throats, and then the settlers and their families came qut of the cabins to see what it meant. It was just about the time that the people of the quiet little post were eating the evening meal, and that was why our friends got there before they were observed by any but those on guard at the block house Lieutenant Ainsworth was in command just then, since even the general was away on a vacation. He had been left at the fort with only fourteen cavalry-m~ The captain had taken the rest of the troop-to ~ ;cour the country to find out what the Utes were up to. You:qg Wild West looked grave when he heard this. "How long have the cavalrymen have gone?" he asked. "They left early yesterday morning," was the reply. "When were they to come back?" "There was no specified time, I believe. Y QU see; in the absence of the post commander and the colonel, Captain Darius has full charge, and he left me in .G:h1;1r~e he went out with the men to pick up what informati can. If he thinks there is any danger of the Utes getting together in a large force a messenger will be sent to :Fort Griffin, which is just ninety miles from here. The colonE)l is there, and he has four 'hundred men with him. There is where he :figured that the seat of war would be, in case. the Utes did rise and try to do something." "Well, I think he made a mistake in(~iJ.z..._ t way," Young Wild West answered. "I have seen 1ust" ., enough to convince me that Fort Feather is the place that will bear the brunt of it. You must know that the Utes are foxy redskins. It is more than probable that they know just how many men you have here. I did not tell you that a small party of them attacked the camp of the people I brought here last night, but I'll let you know all about it now." Then the dashing young deadshot related all that had occurred, and Lieutenant Ainsworth showed much concern. a dozen cabins occupied by settlers. The lieutenant was well acquainted with Young---Wi].' It was not much of a place, but the travelers thought West and his partners and he had the utmost faith in that once they got there they would be safe from the hosthem. tile Utes. "And I have only fourteen men here," he said, shrug-But they little dreamed of what was brewing. g~g his shoulders. "A couple of hundred armed Utes frhe building that was called the fort had been built could take the block house, I suppose." years before, and it had withstood more than one attack "Well, they would burn the cabins of the settlers and from the Indians. create a general havoc if they did not quite succeed in But in a few short hours it was destined to have the capturing the fort." hottest time of its existence. Then the two had a long, earnest talk. f ..

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. The result was that at the first sign of a concentration of the Indians in the vicinity of the fqrt Young Wild West was to st~rt on a wild ride to Fort Gri'l'n.n for help. 'fhere was a settlement called Creekville, thirty miles from the fort, and right on the way, and thirty miles far ther on was another that was named Blackbird. That left but thirty more to Fort Griffin. Horses could he had at either of the settlements, of course, so if it came to a case of real hurry Young Wild West meant to make a relay race of it to Fort Griffin. But he was in hopes that the redskins would not gather in large numbers, and in that case there would be no attack. Darkness soon shut off all view of the surrounding country. In about an hour Young Wild West and his partners went out and started to make a circuit of the fort about two miles out. ,..-----.-.,..._ They had not gone more than three or four miles around when they saw a blazing fire off to the left at the top of a hill. "That's an Injun signal, as sure as guns!" declared Cheyenne Charlie. "That's right," nodded our hero. Then their eyes suddenly caught sight of another fire about five miles di s tant. ,.;J:. i t. only there for the space of a minute, for the Ind,-,werwho made it must have extinguished it. right away. "That's an answer to ther first one," remarked the scout. "I reckon ther red galoots mean ther fort all right, Wild." "That's right, Charlie. But just wait. I guess we bad better go and see how many they number before we go k,;,' "Sure!" spoke up Jim. They now started to ride in the direction of the first fire, which was still burning, though it was gradually dying OU~. "That means that all the Indians within sight of that fire will congregate there before morning," said Wild. "I guess we will have to stay out a while, in order to get a good report to take to the fort, boys." "That's right, Wild," answered Charlie. The distance to the signal fire was probably four m11es, as near .:?-S 'they could judge, and they rode forward at a gmop'.. Of course they did not mean to keep up such a swift pace when they got close to it, for that would have made known their presence to theutes. The fire kept gradually going down, but they were within a mile of it before it went out altogether. 'fhere was a clump of thickly wooded bills right ahead now, and it was in these that the signal fire had been lighted. They allowed their horses to walk, and as there was plenty of short, thick grass there, the sounds of the hoofs could scarcely be heard. In a very few minutes they wete in the timber and ascending an uneven slope. They were getting dangerously close to the Indians now, and they knew it. "The scoundrels certainly know that there are very few soldiers at the fort, or they would never make their head quarters so near it," Young Wild West observed. "I guess we had better dismount now, and I will go ahead on foot. You fellows can stay here with the horses." "All right, Wild," answered Dart, who was ever ready to abide by what the young deadshot said. "You want ter be mighty careful, Wild," the scout said, as our hero dismounted. "It are more'n likely that ther red galoots has got scouts out. If a couple of 'em should catch yer nappin' jest fire a shot, whether you've got time ter draw bead on 'em or not." "All right, Charlie; that is just what I'll do. One shot will mean that I am caught. If you hear any more than that you will know that I am putting up a fight." With that, the dashing young deadshot started off through the darkness of the woods. Wild had not got more than fifty yards from his two partners when he heard the low murmur of voices. He gave a nod of satisfaction, and then, after a slight pause, continued on his waJ. He was using all the caution he possessed now, for he knew he was right near the camp of the Utes. He made his way through the undergrowth without making a sound and gradually neared the parties who were conversing in low guttural tones. Not until he was within twenty feet of the spot where the sounds came from did he pause. Then he became aware of the fact that two Indians were conversing in their own language. They were talking v ery low, too, and he could not understand what they were saying. Young Wild West spoke and understood the language of the Sioux tribe very well, but he could not make out what the two were talking about. But it was easy for him to guess that they were a couple of the braves who had been sent out to ascertain if there were any palefaces around. The two braves had evidently met just as Wild came within hearing, for they now separated and moved off in different directions. Wild waited until they had gone and then he crept for ward again. A hundred yards he covered, and then, as he came to the top of a little rise, he saw the light of a campfire not far away. "I guess I am getting close to them now," he thought. "I am insitle their lines, anyhow, and it won't be much trouble to find just how many there are of them here." As he got a few steps nearer he saw that there were more than one fire burning.

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I YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. There w.i1e as many as half a dozen. It was a gully that the redskins were located in, just low enough to prevent the light made by their fires from being seen very far distant. This showed that the signal fire had been burning on a11 elevation nearby. The trees happened to be very close together on either side of the gully, and this enabled the boy to get close as was necessary to suit his purpose. Two minutes later and he was at a point where he could look almost straight up the gully, which was about a nundred feet wide right there. It narrowed down at both ends, at a distance of proba bly two hundred yards apart. "What a fine place to trap them, if I only had about fifty determined :fighters at my back," thought Wild, for he could see that there were not more than a hundred Ute warriors there. But that was not all that would be there, for the signal fire had been answered, and it was quite likely that a hun dred more-if not a larger number-we.re on their way there and pretty close to the camp. Wild placed his hand on a small tree that leaned over and and peered over to get a good view of the redskins below him. The foliage of the tree hung close to the ground and shielded him from sight, even if the Indians had been looking that way. When the dashing young deadshot saw that nearly all the Utes were armed with rifles he felt a bit uneasy. "They mean to attack the fort, as sure as I am looking at them with my two eyes!" he muttered under his breath. "Well, I guess I will go back, for I have seen enough to make it quite plain that the situation is a desperate one. In getting back to an upright position he gave a little extra pressure on the tree. There was an ominous cracking sound, and then before he. could get straightened up, the tree gave way, and he was sent whirling heels-over-head into the gully. It had happened in such an unexpected manner that Wild had been unable to catch himself, and before he could get upon his feet half a dozen of the surprised Utes were at the spot where he landed. The boy managed to draw one of his six-shooters, however, and he pressed the trigger, regardless of where the bullet went. Crack! The report rang out~ and then there was a fierce yell from the redskins and Young Wild West was seized and disarmed. Many against one is bound to result in a quick victory for the many when it is at such close quarters. The boy did his best to get away from them, but he had been unable to get upon his feet. He was quickly bound, and then two of the braves roughly dragged him to the light of a fire. The Utes were jubilant. They easily understood that he was a spy from the fort, and the fact that they had captured him made them feel like indulging in a war dance. But the chief quickly pu s hed bis way to the front and warned them to keep quiet. Wild was not known by any in that part~cular crowd, and he was glad of it, for the majority of the chiefs throughout the West had reason to hate him for the excellent work he had done against them at different times. "Paleface boy heap much brave!" ventured the chief, sneeringly. "That's all right," answered Wild, coolly, for he had recovered from the astonishment his luckless fall had given him almost immediately, and he was now in his regular cool and easy frame of mind. "What paleface boy do here?" the Ute leader went on. "I happened along this way and saw your campfires," was the reply. "I thought I would take a look at you, that's all." -~----"Paleface boy heap much lie He come from Fort Feather." "Is Fort Feather near here?" asked Wild, innocently. "Paleface boy know where fort is." "Are you on the war-path, chief?" "Ugh!" "If you are, why is it that you are so near the fort? rrhe soldiers will shoot you down like grain bef-..... the scythe." 1 er,.<-:, r~et(f~ "Ugh _;s. ~/a !)J1 There was naught but scorn in the utterance:"" Young Wild West realized that he was in a desperate predicament. He could not make the chief believe he had happened along by accident, and he could get nothing from him as to what he was up to. "\. At an order from the chief he was bound to at~ the center of the camp. This had hardly been done when there was a shout close at hand, and the next minute fully two hundred warriors with their war paint on came riding up the gully. There were now at least three hundred of the Utes, and ii they attacked Fort Feather it could never last long against them. CHAPTER IV. WILD GETS REA.DY TO RIDE HIS RELAY RAOE. Cheyenne Oharlie and Jim Dart were su rprised when they heard the shot fired. While they had had it understood that Wild was to fire a shot in case be got into trouble with the Indians, they hardly expected to hear it. They thought he would succeed in his undertaking without being discovered.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. 9 "Great gimlets!" exclaimed the scout; "I reckon Wild's him out of the scrape he is in. The redskins are not pay got inter trouble l" ing the least attention to him. They are holding a pow-Just then they heard the exultant cries.of the redskins, wow to decide what they a~e going to do, I suppose. I and then they were sure that such a thing had happened. guess you'll be the one to sneak into the camp and cut "I don't know how they could have caught him,:' ob-Wild loose, Charlie .served Jim Dart. "Something must have happened that "I reckon I kin do it if anyone kin," was the reply. was dead against him. Wild is always very careful The scout took a good look around The two waited for fully five minutes, and hearing nothThere were Indians on all sides of the captive boy but ing to indicate that Wild was coming back, they decided one. to try and find a way to get him from the redskins. The pow-wow was being held to the left of where he There was no doubt in their minds now but that he had stood bound tci the tree, and those who were not in the been captured. counciis of the chiefs were gathered close to those who It was just then that they heard horses approaching. were, listening to what was being said There were many of them, as they could tell. The spot that was not guarded was on the side direct l y "More Injuns comin', I reckon," said the scout. "It'll opposite and it was for this point that Charlie decided to be a good time now ter try an git Wild away from 'em. make. If this is a new gang them what catched him will be "You come part of ther way, Jim," he whispered. "I'm putty much interested in 'em, an' that might give us a goin' ter cut him loose, an' then we'll run fur it. It'll be ...,._,,,. ~-a-~ter'1meak in close an' cut him loose, fur yer kin bet your business ter drop any of them what starts in ter they've got him tied, if they ain t killed him." stop us." "Oh, they haven't killed him," answered Jim. "They "All right. You can bet I'll do that." wouldn't do that right away. They will want to find out Charlie now got ready for business what they can from him." He handed his rifle to Jim, for he did not want to be "Which will be nothin'," and the scout chuckled softly. impeded by it, and then he tightened his belt a trifle "Wild ain t ther one ter give information ter his enemies The next minute he was moving around for the point that'll do 'em any good, yer know." he had picked out to make the approach to the rescue of "Of course not. But if he can deceive them he will Young Wild West ~a-o--it.' Meanwhile the Utes were parleying at a great rate. ell, let' s git over there an' find out jest what is thPr The chief of those who had been in the camp when matter." Young Wild West fell into their hands was laying it down "We will leave the horses right---here." strongly to the chief of those who had just got there "Yes." Charlie realized that he would never have a better The two now hurried in tlie direction Wild had taken. chance than at that moment. They did not have to use so very much caution, since He hurried forward, keeping his eyes on the redskins the noi s e made by the Utes in the camp drowned everynearest to Wild as he did so. ~Jtt'/!:"' The trees and bushes afforded him a good opportunity, But they did ~ot know at what moment they might run and he made the best of it. He drew his bowie knife when into the arms of a Ute guard, so that made them keep a he was within a dozen feet of the prisoner, and then, keeppretty sharp watch through the darkness. ing close to the ground, he moved slowly toward him The trees were so close together that they had to proThere was no such thing as hurrying now, for onr ceed by taking hold of them and moving along in that glimpse 0 him by a redskin would spoil the whole thin way. Jim was waiting less than thirty feet away. By the time they got to the edge of the gully a general He was right at the edge of a camp behind two t-ad pow-wow was taking place in the camp. that grew close together, and he could shoot straight It was quite evident that t h e red s kins dld not dream sure, without the least difficulty from that point ume-of such a thing as their captive having friends near, for Charlie found that he could reach the tree tha they seemed to be making no effort to scour the vicinity was bound to without having to show himself to or anybodjy. skins. t "Just "Great gimlets!" exclaimed the scout in a low whisper, "I reckon Wild will soon be out of his d~eces with "there's enough of ther measly coyotes there ter clean out muttered under his breath. "The red galoot:e is short fo ther fort, Jim." talkin' over their rascally pla4is ter notice V "And that is just what they are getting ready to do, here. But I ain't got no more time than.~ers were en-I'll bet," was Dart's reply. that." Burlew was in "There ain't any doubt about that. Hello! There's Without an) further delay, he crept Wild tied ter a tree!" the tree. J. will see you again "That's right! They haven't done any more than make One more look to make sure t1keep the redskins off him a prisoner, Charlie. Now, let's figure a way to get night, and he reached up witha relay race that I ride, / /', J

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' 10 YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. thongs that held the dashing young deadshot to the tree. Y ouug Wild West felt his bonds give, but be made no sign. Jr c hacl been expecting his partners to come to his rc:ocue, for he knew they would not desert him. "] 'm here, Wild," the scout ventured to whisper. "I know, Charlie," came the reply, w bile the boy kept his eyes on the group of Indians, just as he had beE!n doing before he was aware that his partners were at hand. Zip! .Another slash with the keen-edged knife and the bonds that held his wrists behind him were severed. But Young Wild West never .moved. He was waiting until he had the freedom of his feet. Charlie lost no time in cutting the thongs that bad been pl aced about Wild's ankles. Then the dashing young deadshot was free. Lying at the foot of a tree a few feet from him were his revolvers and knife, and leaning against it was the rifle that had 1:)een swung over his shoulder when he was cap tured. Charlie saw them, and he promptly crawled around to the back of the tree. The next minute he had the weapons in his possession. "Now, then, I reckon we'll git away from here, Wild," he whispered. "All right," was the calm rejoinder; "lead the way." Then Wild stepped around the tree. Dropping to the ground, he crept through the bushes after the scout. The two got to where Jim was waiting for them before the redskins became aware that their prisoner was not tied to the tree. The brave that discovered it let out a warning cry and then the council broke up and there was a rush for the tree. The severed bonds told the tale only too well. "Run for it, boys!" said Young Wild West, and then up the side of gully they went. The savages caught a glimpse of their forms and saw '1.e swaying bushes. / W 'rhen, yelling like so many wild demons, they started in C0lLsuit. wer<,ut our hero and his partners knew just where the Ti 0s were, and without uttering a sound, they made for ever, bullet knew they couJd get through the thick woods as Crack ',e redskins could, and that meant that they would The repi. horses in time to mount them and get away. from the r6,uincr Utes fired a volley but the bullets all 0 disarmed. the mark. Many agaim,.1ur friends made in getting thr~ugh the for the many wl..
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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. i1f away. It may be that I will meet some of the soldiers, you know." "That is possible. They are liable to be heading this way now. If they have heard that the Utes have gathered in this vicinity they will surely be coming. But I am afraid they have not heard it." Wild knew it was a pretty sure thing that the redskins would attack the fort before sunrise, so he got ready for the relay race he was going to ride. He advised the lieutenant to call all the settlers and their families ins ide the stockade right away, ancl to fetch all the provisions and what they desired to save from thiir cabins with them Lieutenant Ainsworth acted on the advice. The contents of the store was brought inside the block house, too, and then they were ready to stand a siege. A brook trickled right through the enclosure, so they would have :&lenty of water for themselves and horses. : ~-!t as pa s t midnight when all arrangements had been made. The frightened women and children huddled together and the men went about witp P,ale, set fac~s. There were just twenty-five men to defend the fort, counting Cheyenne Charlie iid Jim Dart. Young Wild West would have to leave them to ride his relay race for help. ,, CHAPTER V. WILD ARRIVES AT FORT GRIFFIN. J:t was j~st about ten minutes before dawn that a fierce y ell rang out all around the stockade of Fol"t Feather. It did n ~ t come as a surprise to the waiting men, for i':1 t(~f.tw'est had discovered that the Ut('!s were appI'ci...dimg nearly an hour be.fore. The das hin g y oung deacls hot dec ided not to leave the fort until he bad s een what sort of a move the besieged party would mak e in the way of holding the fort. He knew they would be abl e to hold it against the three hundred Indian s for several hours, for they had three field piec e s there, and if the gunners were any good they would be able to create a fearful havoc in the ranks of the foe. That would mean a halt in the fighting, and the Indians J;lr.9bably wait for reinforcements before they re newe tf the fig ht. "We want to make them tmderstand that they are not going to have an easy thing of it," he said to the lieu t e nant, and that officer nodded. He was a brave young man, was Lieutenant Ainsworth, and he was not the one to desert his post as long as he could lift a hand in its defense. When the fierce yell s ounded every man was on the alert. The redskins would storm the stockade from several points at once, Wild knew, and it was for the men with the field pieces to train them where they would do the most good. "The best thing to do is to let them break a hole in the stockade, and then as they come through give it to the:m," he said The lieutenant nodded and gave his instructidl..l!! accordingly. Not a shot was fired from the fort, though the redskinfi sent a storm 0 bullets at the block house the instant their warwhoop had sounded. The demons had axes with them, for they could be heard cutting at the logs that were driven in the ground to form the stockade. "Let them cut," said Wild, calmly. For ten minutes the cutting was kept up and then the stout stakes gave away. At the same momen ~ several Indians began climbing over in two other places. Though it was still dark, their iorms could be seen. Wild set the emigrants at work picking them off. "Make every shot tell," he said; "don't pull a trigger unless you ate certain the bullet is going to land in the body of a redskin somewhere." "I am. going to have a hand in this," said pretty Agnes Graves, as she ran past our hero and the lieutenant, her rifle in her hand. "A nice girl that/' observed the lieutenant. "She is as btave as a man. I must get acquainted with her, for there is nothing I like so well about a woman as to see her courageous." "It is a pity the rest of the women in the party are not like her," was the reply. "She will be needed all right before you get through with thi s business. You will be uble to keep the redskins off, but they will hang on like bull-dogs and try to make you exhaust your ammunition." "And by that time you will have the cavalry here?" "I hope so." Just then there was a yell that echoed over the plains, and a bunch of the redskins surged through the opening they had made in the stockade. Bang! One of the field pieces thundered and the slugs it bad been loaded with went true to the mark. This sufficed to dampen the spirits of the Indians some what, and th e y withdrew in double-quick order. Young Wild West nodded. "That was all right," he said to the lieutenant. "Just keep that kind of work up. Don't load the pieces with the balls, but use slugs right along. The range is short, and you can do ten times the damage." Then he walked over to where his partners were en gaged in instructing tlie party old Dave Burlew was in charge of. "Well, boys, I am off," he said. "I will see you again before dark to-night, I hope. You keep the redskins off till I get back. It is going to be a relay race that I ride,

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12 YOUNG Wil D WCST'S RELAY RACE. and if the horses I get hold of are only half as goo(, s Then he was off on the relay race again. Spitfire I'll win! Good-by l" The mustang was a good one, as he found out when he "Good-by, W,ild said Jim. had tried him for ten miles of the race. "Look out fur ther measly coyotes when ycr go out," Another five miles and then tb,e dashing young dead. Charlie added. shot, who was riding to save the lives of those at Fort Wild's sorrel stalfom was ready and waiting, and wav-Feather, suddenly beheld a band of perhaps :fifty redskins ing an adieu to his partners, he mounted and rode for the riding across the prairie in the direction of the besieged gate of the stockade. fort. It was opened for him, and out he dashed. They were making a detour, so as to keep clear of the He was just in time to see tbe Utes firing the log houses settlement, though why it was they did not attack it Wild of the settlers, but he paid little attention to them. did not know. That was something he had expected to happen before It must be that they have arranged, through the metbis. dium of scouts and runners, to ~estroy Fort Feather,'i he He was a hundred yards from the stockade before he muttered, as he rode on. was discovered by tlfe redskins, and then, as a dozen of But the Indians had spied him, and they no doubt them galloped after him, he uttered a shout of defiance divined that he was riding for help, since they could easily and let the noble animal go at the top of his speed. tell that he was heading for Fort Griffin. A few shots were fired at him, but they all fell short, and not bothering to answer them he kept on. The redskins followed him for about :fifteen minutes, and then :finding themselves outdistanced they gave up the chase. When day broke Young Wild West was more than five miles from Fort Feather and riding like the wind. lJ scd to the saddle, he did not worry about the long ride he was taking. He could stand it as long as he could :fin<.1 horses to carry him. Spitfire was just in trim for the thirty-mile dash, and when Wild thought it time for him to slacken for a short rest it was difficult to make him understand that he needed it. But he had it at the end of fifteen miles, and then our hero allowed him to take up the tireless lope that horses of the Wild West are common for. This was kept up all the way to Creekville, and when he arrived thoce the dashing young deadshot halted in front of the tavern and cried out: "I want a fresh horse, and a good one! I am riding to Fort Griffin for help. Fort Feather is surrounded by three hundred Utes, and there are only twenty-five men and a lot of women and children there to defend it. Hurry up, there!" Half a dozen men were there, and the moment they heard the words they ran to get a horse. Wild looked at his watch. He found that he had covered the distance in h;11f an hour. He took a bite of something the landlord of the tavern im,isted on giving him and quickly swallowed a cup of coffee. Then a likely-looking gray mustang was bro1: c 'ht out and the change was quickly made. "Get what men you can together and ride over t o the fort, when I send some more from Blackbird," he called out. "Take good care of my horr.e, and have him ready when I come back." Like a thundercloud they bore down toward him. "'-But Wild did not mean that they should catc h hl.r:rr:--:ir The horse he rode was still comparatively fresh, and he was not the least bit alarmed. He rode straight on, for he did not want to lose any time by making a detour. Then the redskins began shooting at him. They were not more than half a mile away and the bullets began, to sing through the air around his head. "I guess I had better let you fellows know that. I ca shoot a little," he muttered, and, swinging in the addl e he brought his rifle to his shoulder and took a quick aim at the foremost of the redskins. Cra-ang) As the report rang out one of them threw up his hands and fell from the saddle. Cra-ang Again the young deadshot dropped. That caused them to slacken their speed, and, with a laugh, Young Wild West rode on. He was soon out of range, for the mustang stuck right to his work. In one hour and fifty minutes from the time he left Creekville Wild was at Blackbird. He halted in front of the blacksmith shop, where half a dozen men were congregated. "Get a party together and ride for Fort Feathe:c," he shouted "The Utes are besieging it. You will find ~1:t'-: ready to go with you when you get to Creekmle. v '""1le a fresh horse right away, and a good one, too! Hurry! I must get to Fort Griffin and bring back the cavalry to save Fort Feather!" "Here's as good a nag as was ever straddled, pard !" exclaimed a cowboy, as he led .-0ut a tough little bay. "He's jest been shod, an' he's ready ter go like chain lightnin' !" "Good!" and with wonderful quickness Young Wild West leaped from the back of the tired mustang and mounted the fresh pony.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RA.CE. rra He was away like a shot, scarcely losing three minutes for the stop. L Wild did not feel a bit tired. J I With the fresh horse under him he felt that he would not be mote than two hours, at the most, in reaching Fort Griffin. In spite of what the cowboy had said about the horse, Wild soon found that it was not as good a one as he had left at the blacksmith shop. But it was as good as the average, and that meant that he could cov er thirty miles in two hours. The trail was pretty even, and that would help out. He found out the gait that best suited the pony and let him take it. In this way he kept going until twenty miles of the distanc e had been covered. Then our h ero saw half a dozen cowboys riding toward him, s inging and yelling. ~ new they had been drinking, so he decided to go right on and not bother with them. But this they did not propose to allow him to do. They blocked hi s way and Wild was forced to come to a halt. "Don't bother me boys," he said. "I am riding a relay race to Fort Griffin. The redskins are besieging Fort Feather." "Git out with your l y in', you young galoot!" answered --iu e of them. "Git down off that horse l You've got ter a n
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i. '~ r ,-.... YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. go where he pleases, for I think he has the doc~ment with him that says so." Wild recognized the corporal's face, but he could not call him by name just then. "Corporal," said he, "I must see General Fortier at once. It is impottant that all the cavalrymen he can ~pare should get to Fort Feather without delay. The fort is besieged by Utes, three hundred in number, and there is no telling how long they can hold out. He knows about how many men there are there." "I guess you can see him, Young Wild West," was the reply. "Gome with me." ~ But the sentry, who was now on his feet, raised objee tions. "Put him in the guardhouse!" he shouted. "I'll thrash that fellow before I leave," said Wild, "and I am goi:ng to leave pretty soon, too," Just then wM should appear on the scene but the general himself. Wild had never met him before, so he quickly produced the document signed by the major-general, which he always cartied in a small leather case. This paper gave Young Wild West the privilege 0 going and coming where and when he pleased among the military posts of the Far West. "Never tnind that," said the general, waving his hand; "I heard the last of what you were saying just now. What is the trouble ?" The young deadshot told him quickly. The general's brow clouded and he shrugged his s houl ders uneasily. "I am sorry," said he, shaking his head, "but we re ceived word that the redskins were gathering at a point fifty miles dowrt the river, and I despatched Captain Darius and his troop, together with all the reserved forces here, to the scene. They set out this morni:b.g.'1 ''Down the river, yotl say, general?" "Yes." "Good! I will overtake them, then, for I am going back to Blackbird right away. From there I will ride to Creekville, and then by heading toward the river in a straight line I will be able to head thetn off. I would like to have a fresh h?rse, general." "You shall have the best we have here." Then he took the document Wild had in hi s hand and huiTiedly looked it over. "Young Wild West, the scout, eh?" he observed. "Well, I am glad to meet you. Anything you ask for you shall have." "Well, I should like to ask one thing 0 you." "What is it?" "I want to thrash that sentry of yours for trying to run me through with a bayonet, and I want you to let him off without p11nishment." "He tried to run his bayonet thtough you, did he?" "Yes, general. But I don't want him punished according to military rules. I promised to thrash him, and I am anxious to keep .my word." "Do it, then. I will look on. Your horse '7ill be he;re by the time you have done it." The sentry was astonished when he heard this from the commander 0 the fort. But he was not a coward, and he scowled as Wild came out of the gate toward him. "Put down that gun!" said the boy, commandingly. "I am not under your orders, sir," was the stiff reply. Wild spra ng forward and seized the gun. A. quick twist and it was wrenched from the soldier's hands. The genera.I stood looking on, with folded arms. He was a man who liked to see things done up in right shape, and as he was the boss there he was going to see the soldier thrashed. He had heard enough 0 Young Wild West in ~ make him have the opinion that the boy was capable of thr~g any ordinary' man, and surely that was all the sentry was. Wild meant to humble the fellow, as well as 'make him eel the weight 0 a few blqw!l. He s lapped him on the ch~ek as he pulled the gun away from him and exclaimed : "I you will apologize I will let up on you, as I haven t much time.'' Whizz! Instead 0 apologizing, the soldier shvt out his :fif. an( Wild felt the wind of it as he duck~d. Bi:ffl Our hero landed one on his left cheek and sent him staggering' Spat! he followed with a right swing that caught hm.L between the eyes and down he went. The sentry was too dazed to get up right ~ -,..,,.... turning to the corporal, who was the only officer present, the general said : "Relieve the guard and have him placed in the guard house immediately." "Don't punish him, general," said Wild, as he saw a horse being brought to him. "I must be off. I hope to overtake the cavalry and be in time to save Fort Feather." The general waved his hand and Wild leaped in the saddle. !t was a good fresh horse, and without stopping to eat anything at. the fort, the dashing young Princ e ~ o;v tu" Saddle rode off, having remained there less than :fifte~n_ minutes. He lo~ked at his watch and found that he had spent six hours, lesa ten minutes, since he had started from Fort Feather. "I'll eat my dinner at Blackbird, and it won't take me ten minutes to do it, either," he muttered, as the horse galloped along or all it was worth. Wild certainly put that horse through.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. He only stopped once on the thirty-mile trail from Fort Griffin to Blackbird. When he reached tl'1e settlement he halted in front of 1.he blacksmith shop and fbund another fresh horse waiting for him. 'rhe people hacl made ready for him, for they. realized that he was ri
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... t \ 16 '.YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. "I shall rely upon you and Dart to help me out and advise me in this business, since Young Wild West has gone off on his relay race for help. You folks know more about Indian warfare than I do, though I have had quite a little experience myself. The fiends have got their at tention drawn to your partner now, and some.0 them are riding after him. I hope they don t catch him." "Don't worry about that," answered the scout, with a chuckle. "No Injun ever owned a horse what could catch that sorrel. Wild will soon leave 'em behind." "You may bet on that," Jim added. There was a lull in the shooting until it got daylight. 'l'he Utes had ailed in their attempt to get into the E:tockade under the cover 0 the darkness, and now they were conjuring up some other plan 0 action. As it gradually grew light the besieged party elt better. They would now be able to see, and that would enable them to shoot straight at their painted oes. Charlie and Jim knew quite well that the redskins would be watching to pick off the men from a di s tance, so they advised them to keep well under coyer. Grndually it became lighter, and then the Indians took up the firing again. But their bullets were wasted. They had congregated in a little grove that was not more than two hundred eet square and only a hundred yards from the fort. The trees would form them quite a protection, and when the lieutenant saw how nicely they were stationed a frown came over his ace. It was never thought that an attacking party would get a s close to the block house as that, I g uess, or those trees would never have been let standing," he observed. "Well, it will give ther redskins a chance ter ~ay low hen they feel like it," retorted Cheyenne Charlie. "But I reckon i a cannon loaded with slugs was fired every now an' then at ther little grove it would make 'em eel a bit uneasy." "That is so. But I don't want that done unless there is no help or it. So long as they stay there, and let us alone, with the exception of a ew shots now and then, I ss we had better let things be as they are." hat is right spoke up Dart. "We had better save lugs to throw into them when they make a charge It won't be very long before they do that, either. are getting ready for something now." s'pose they know jest about how many there is here, they think they can't help but win, i they keep at it," the scout remarked. "Well, there's enough 0 'em there ter wipe us out in a hurry, but they've got ter git ter us ter do it, an' that's where ther trouble comes in. How are they goin' ter git here an' make it a hand-tohand fight?" "Well, we don't, want to allow them to get as close as thitt," was the lieutenant's reply. The three rather antiquated :field pieces that belonged to the fort were trained toward the break in the stockade, and, crouching behind t1\e1 banicade o.f logs,. the waited for the order to uREI them. "Them's ther things what'll do ther bus:in marked the scout, smiling grimly "If you've got powarr an' slugs enoug]1, lieutenant, I reckon we kin keep m off till Wild comes back." "We have plenty 0 powder," was the r e tort, "but the slugs are not very plentiful. We have ball s or the pieces." "Well, there's plenty 0 nails in them keg s th'tlr store keeper an' his help rolled in here, ain't there?" "Yes, there are plenty of nails." "Well, they'll do, then Nails is fine ter shoot out 0 a. cannon at short range." The store and the cabins, which had been fired before it got daylight, were still burning, though most 0 them were in ruins now. The families that had occupied them were heart-sick at the sight, but Charlie and Jim went around among them and told them there was plenty of timber to be haa by, and that they hoped they would not have to l>hv6t 'all the nails belonging to the storekeeper into the ranks 0 the redskins. This sort 0 talk cheered them up, and when someone suggei;ted that men could not fight very well on an empty .. tomach the women took the hint and began to prepare breakfast. "So long as they don't manage to set the block houre afire I think we will stand a pretty good chance," sai Lieutenant Ainsworth, a s he sat down to a br e aki'a .i;t 0 fried ham, corn bread and coffee. "I agree with yon two ellows when you say that the three :field pieces will hold them off pretty well. But we can't hav e them turned in every direction at one time, and the Utes are so quick tu find a weak spot, you know, and there is no t ell ing but that they might get at ,vork with blazing arrows and fll'e the roo 0 the block house. "Jest l et 'en;i. try that little game," an swered Charlie. "I'll shoot all ther Injuns what comes close enough ter send any hlazin' arrows this way." Hal the men were given their breakfa s t while the ot1 half kept a watch on the redskins. When the first lot had :finishecl. they relieved the waiL "-' ones and they had their turn. The wo'men worked aithully to supply their every want, or they knew the deender s of the fort must eat well to keep up their' strength. It was just as the sun came up that the br eakfast was eaten by the men, and after that they went out ready to fight. The Indians were getting ready, too, or they were now mounting their ponies. They evidently meant to ride through the break in the stockade this time and storm the block house from the backs 0 their ponies. "Come on, boys!" cried Cheyenne Charlie. "We'll meet 'em an' give 'em fits!" With Jim at his side, the scout started for the break.

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""YOUNG WILD __ WEST'S ~ RELAY .. RA.CE. Behind them. came Dave Burlew and the eight men be-"And only two men wounded on our si~e," added the longing to the wagon train. lieutenant, hopefully. "We stand a. very good chance of ,. The hpers, under command of Lieutenant Ainsholding the fort, pr.oviding the Utes are not reinforced." wo~, moved off to the left to rake the Utes as they ap-"That is likely ter :\iappen, but I hope it won't," an. proached. swered Charlie. "Hello I There goes a signal now!" Five minutes later the attack began. Sure enough, a thin column 0 smoke was ascending Fully two hundred mounted redskins started or the from the little grove. stockade, yelling and firing as they rode. And a minute or two later there were two more of them The lieutenant remained wonderfully cool,_, and when he close to the first. thought they were close enough to make the fire telling "That means for any of the Utes in sight ro eome here he gave the word. at once," observed Jim. The ripping, cracking sound the rifles made awoke the The lieutenant looked uneasy again. echoes, and when the lieutenant saw the advancing In-As the fighting had ceased or a time, he gave order s dians waver in the front ranks he knew the cavalrymen for the barricade near the block house to be strengthened,1 Lad not shot wildly. and then all the logs that coul~ be foun:d were brought They were firing at the Utes from an angle, and volley into play. after volley was poured into them. I,i0op-holes were left, so i they were forced to stay be-Young Wild West's partners held the men they had hind it, before making a final retreat into the block house, _>il0:wn until the redskins were within fifty feet 0 the they could pick off the Indians without rnning much stockaJe. chance 0 being hit themselves. Then Cheyenne Charlie gave the word to fire. The three columns 0 smoke continued to rise for the Straight into the ranks 0 the Indians went the death-space of several minutes. dealing bullets, and horses and men went down in a heap, Charlie and Jim scanned the horizon, but failed to see almost entirely blocking the way or those who were surgany answer to the signal. ing along behind in the mad charge to captu re the wooden This caused them to eel better, or they knew the redfort. skins were asking or help, and that meant that they knew Three times the men fired, and then, at a word from the they would have a tough time 0 it as they were. scout, they broke and ran out 0 the way. The morning wore on without any further fighting, ex-Cheyenne Charlie waved his hat to the gunners now, cept now and then a shot at long range. and they understood. At length some of the men ventured.out to the smoking Bang-bang-bang ruins of the store and cabins. The three pieces spoke, one after the other in quick There was nothing there that could be saved, except a succession, and as the Ute warriors were struggling to get few logs, and these were dragged in to strengthen the through the opening over the tops 0 the fallen, they made barricade. a good target. This had just about been accomplished when the sh-=_.,.. '-""" -Jrhe effect was disastrous to the Indians and sickening eyes 0 Jim Dart aetected a band 0 Indians approaching to the whites who looked on. from the West. Such laughter as that was not to the liking of the They were the same crowd that Young Wild West .had majority of them, but they all realized that there was no met, and it must have been that they had headed farther other way to keep from falling into the hands 0 the s outh than the fort lay, or they would have got there savage horde. before. J A huge hole was torn through the mounted body 0 "There is half a hundred more 0 them," said Jim, warriors and then the smoke settled, so they could scarcely quietly. "They will make up for those who went un be seen. this morning, I suppo se." A few tried to come through and make or the fort, but "Yes, an' I don't like it a bit," retorted Charlie. they were seen, and two volleys sent back those who red galoots mean business, I reckon, an' they're goin' escaped the bullets. make it warm fur us afore they're through. They In just ten minutes from the time the Indians started ride up in a bunch ther next time they come. TheY, on their ride from the little grove the shooting stopped. spread out an' come fur all parts 0 ther stockade. at on2e; The second attack had been resisted and many were the see i they don't. When an Injun gits downed at ons Ute warriors that went to the Happy Hunting Grounds thing he always tries some other way." during that brief interval. The band knew just where to go, so they made a wide "I guess that'll do 'em fur a while," observed the scout, detour to keep out 0 range of the fort and finally brought grimly, as he wiped the perspiration from his brow. "But up at the grove. they'll try it half a dozen times yet, i there's any 0 'em "I reckon now is a good time ter mow down some of left by that time. I reckon we must have cleaned up them trees, lieutenant," s~id Charlie. "W'e want ter let u.bout fifty of 'em since we started in." the red galoots know that we're reMy fur business.1

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" ., '., \ r YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE "Very well," was the reply; "I will do as you say." Orders were given to train the guns on the grove, and that they be loaded with the regular balls that fitted them. When all was in readiness the bombardment began. T he first three shots did very little damage, but when two more had been fired the Indians were seen to scatter and ride out on the prairie. "I reckon ther galoots didn't have much time ter tell ther newcomers what had happened," observed the scout. "Jest pile it inter '~m a couple of times more Bang-bang-bang! The guns were turned loose again, and the trees in the grove shivered, while wild yells went up from the Utes "I guess that'll make 'em know that we ain't asleep," chuckled Cheyen;ne Charlie. But though it did considerable damage to them, it only made the Indians make another attaok all the sooner. They spread. out in a huge fan and came tearing toward the fort a few .minutes later, yelling and firing as they came. Of course none of their shots took effect, for the garri son was too well protected There was only one way to get possession of the block house, and that was to rush right up t'o it and engage the defenders hand to hand. A:ud that is just what the Utes me'ht to do now. --CHAPTER VIII. '. TlIE UTES TAKE A PRISONER. 'I'he four soldiers proved to be marksmen of no mean calibre, and the saddles of the horses began to empty fast as they fired Charlie and Jim never missed a shot They kept right at it, and realizing that they were los ing men all the time the Utes began to ride straight for the stockade. They came from all sides at once, and then it was that the lieutenant gave his men the word to fire Volley after volley was poured into the ranks of the advancing redskins, but they came right on, aud soon the whole crowtl was close to the stockade wall. They were now partly protected by the posts that formed the stockade, and when they dismounted and crouched around it in a double line it looked as though nothing could save the brave band of whites now. Git all ther women an' children in thel' block house !" shouted Cheyenne Charlie. "They are all in but one," answered Alfred Gra~e~ "and that is my daughter. She insists on making t1 tand with the men. Agnes, get inside I It is the orders." But the girl acted as though she did not hear him She was crouching behind the barricade, her rifle to her shoulder, and just then she sent a death dealing -bullet at the crowd of redskins that came surging through the ureak in the stockade wall. "Ther gal is true blue," said the scout, with a nod of approval. ".She's as good as any man you've got in ther bunch." Over the wall the Indians came on all sides 'rhe fire that was directed at them was fierce, but it did not stay them. "Charlie, I guess it is going to be a little longer fight "If we kin drive 'em back this time we'll be all right," this time," observed Jim Dart, as he watched for a chance said the scout. "Steady, there! Git them cannons ter io get a shot at the redskins, who were now riding in a work! It's slugs what ther red galoots want!" circle' a.bout the fort enclosure. The pieces spoke just then and in three different pla~ "l,--...r The red demons were practicing the old trick of lying .the Indians fell like gra!n before t_he sickle. close to their horses' necks, and gradually nearing the But the ga.ps closed mstantly, it seemed, and on they o bject of attacl{ as they rode in a narrowing circle. pame. "All right," answered the scout. "If it is goin' ter be Volley after volley was fired, but it did not stop the -4IIII a long fight we'll have ter put up with it, that's all. rush. here's a good many o:f 'em, I know, but there'll be a The Utes were forget:ful of the fact that they were sui-ed sight less of 'em afore we git through." fering a great loss and they came right on. Yes, put will there be enough less of them to make it It wa,s a fearful slaughter, but the redskins were in such us any good? Wild is hardly at Fort Griffin by this numbers that it made little difference. e, even if everything has worked right with him." Some of them were bound to get there, and that meant We'll come out of it all right, see if we don't. Jest go that it was time for the orave defenders to take to the ,.r-"~ pick out :four or five of ther best shots ther lieutenant block house hr.s got in his crowd, an' we'll go up in ther block house Cheyenne Charlie reluctantly gave this advice. an' pick off some of ther red galoots." He saw that they could not check the advance of the red Jim said no more, but hastened to do as the scout sugfiends, for t11ey were swarming from all sides gested. pnce in the block house, they could hold them off in -He soon came back with four of the men stationed at dep.nitely, providing they did not succeed in setting -fl.re the fort, and then the six o:f them sought a place where to it. they could fb:e at the circring savages without showing So into the :fortification they rushed, firing one last themselves up as targets. volley as they did so.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. 19 They had barely got there and shut the huge oaken door when a scream sounded from the outside. -".M:y daughter!'' cried Graves. "The Indians hav e got her!" Jim Dart peered through a loop-hole and saw. that this was true. Agnes Graves had been one of the.last to leave the barri cade, and an Indian, more audacious than the rest, had pounced upon her. The capture of a white...m.aiden was so~ething great to them, and the brave knew it. He struck her rifle from her hands and dragged her off behind his followers. Yellow Snake, the head chief, who was leading the attacking force, saw what the brave had done, and he promptly ordered him to take the girl back to the shelter of the grove, where there were some wounded Indians. The girl, though very brave and determined during the Pght, was frightened beyond measure at the sudden turn of affairs, and she screamed loudly for help. But there waR no use in that, for the tedskin had se cured her arms to het sides and he was bearing her away from the fort. In the sm~k~ or the battle this was easy for him to do, and as the brave gitl looked back and found she could no longer sM the fort she gave herself up as lo~t. Into the little grove she was carried, and there she ound that the Utes had dug a hollow to shield themselves frotn the cannon balls. The soi l was sandy atld they had dug a long~ wide trench about four feet in depth. It was here that the ,vounded wete being cared for by two medicine men, who had been pressed into service by Yellow Snake. There were perhaps twenty 0 the wotlnded, altogether, ~t1tly dend boclieswete scattered among the trees. At any other tltne the sight would have been a sickening U one to the girl, but just then she was so frightened at her own peril that she hardly noticed anything that came before her rang e of vision. The lJrave who J1ad captured her wa!l really nothing more than a young btick, who bote the name of Big Toma hawk. It was the :first fight with the palefaces he had ever been in, and. he had distinguished-h,imself greatly that day by his bravery. But the capture of the paleface maiden was bound to adcl. to his glory, and he knew it. The wounded Indian s looked at him with indifference as he brought his prize to the excavation and coolly tied her to a log. They were stoical, and though they appeared not to notice anything that went on, they knew that their forces had scored a triumph by making the capture. lt took the girl fully five minutes to come back to some thing like her normal state of mind. Though she had been rather roughly handled, she had not been harmed so far, and that made her have hopes of getting out of the scrape she had fallen in. "Ugh!" said her captor, as he squatted on the ground before her; "paleface maiden heap much nice." <'Let :yie go back to the fort!" she cried, trembling at the glance the red man shot at her. "Paleface maiden no go back to fort;. tort be burned putty soon," was the reply. "No, it won't!" she exclaimed, 'de:fiantly. ~'The Utes will never get the best of the people at the fort. They will he sorry for their work to-day. I you want to save your self from the soldiers when they come you had better let me go. Give me your name, and I will try and not have you punished for what you have done." "Ugh!" s~id Big Tomahawk, not knowing :wliat else to say just then. "You have made a big mistake," went on Agnes, gain i~g courage as she spoke. "The Utes are not strong enough to whip the white men. They will be badly beaten, and then those who don't get killed will be put in prison." The young buck s}look his head. Then he got up and said something to one of the medi cine men in his own language, after which he started back for the scene of the battle, no doubt looking for more glory. But when the redskin got back there he found that the tide had turned, for the palefaces inside the block house bad driven the Utes off. 'Though some of them were under the cover of the out side of the barricade, they were there more for the purpose of protection than they were for fighting. They had lost heavily, and had enough of it for the present. But Big Tomahawk was reckless, and lie rushed forward and tried to urge the redskins to rush up to the block house. Thai was where his glory came to a sudden end, for a bullet struck him in the centre of his forehead and he dropped without having time to utter his death-cry Gradually the redskins were forced back and soon they were beating a retreat for the grove. Yellow Snake had not been wounded., thougli he had been in the thickest of the fray. It was toward the middle of the afternoon when he thought it about time to stop and :find out how they stood, and as he got back to the hole in the grove his ace wore anything but a s~tisfi.ed expression. For an hol}r after that the wounded came limping in, and there was a sort of gloom in the Indian camp. All this time Agnes Graves had remained tied to the log, none of the redskins paying particular attention to her. But when the chief found that he had lo~over a hun dred in killed and fifty wounded, he took time to pay his respects to the fair captive.

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? \ 20 YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. It had occurred to him that he would win the fort through the girl. "Paleface maiden got friends in fort?" he asked, look ing at her. "Yes, my father and mother are there," was the reply in a tr6{llbling voiee, for she had no idea of what was
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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. exer ise my limbs con ~erable beor' e I do that. It is a long ride to ,Fort Griffin and back." "YOU bet it is Jt would take a man three or four days to. make the dista.J!,ce on one horse." That would e.ndt a great de~l upon what kind of a '''hors he h~d. I could do it-quicker with my sorrel." "And yo dif it in twelve hours by changing horses five ti es I'' "Yes and the ast time I changed horses I took the one t ~t had carr e over the first thirty milelof the dis-.nee.'' "It don't seem possible. They say it is ninety miles from Fort Feqther to Fort Griffin." ,. "Well, if it isn't quite that distance I consider that I did well," said Wild. The boy was tired out, for it had been a severe strain .on him to ride as he had since dawn. But he would not giv~ in. -lle tn~ant to see the finish. ,. Re felt joyful to think that the fort had not been taken by the Utes, and he now was certain that the redskins would be put to rout in short order. With the cavalrymen he had at his back he was positive that he could clean out the whole lot of them in double quick time. They waited a little more than ten minutes. The sun was less than half an hour high now. -. '.'Come on," Wild said; "we may as well get to the fort befo;e the sun goes down." "Had we better go there first?" the captain asked. "Yes, I think so. It will be a good idea to find out just how matters stand before we attack the retlskins. They will put up a fight, never fear. They won't try to get away. The chances are that they have lost heavily, and an Indian always wants revenge, you know." 11 rj "'ht dust as you say, Young Wild West." ---~~,.,ti "The chances are that those you scattered just before I met you have reached the camp by this time, for I see nothing of them. They will let their friends know that the cavalry is coming, anyhow, so it would make little dif ference whether they saw us or not." "We will start right away, then. Forward march!" The troopers set out at a gallop at the word of command and away they went behind the timber strip. Young Wild West's face was a little drawn from the fatigue he had undergone, but his eyes ere as bright as ever. :g; was ready to fight the redskins, and the thought that he had brought the cavalrymen in time madEJ him feel as strong as ever. The timber would shield them from view until they got within two miles of the fort, and then if the utes took a notion to come out and try to head them off they were welcome to do it. Wild had an idea that they would do this, for t~ey fionld be apt to think that jf the two forces of white 1n'e!ll were joined it would go all the harder for them. .. If they could defeat the cavalry in a quick engagement their chances would be good for taking the fort'. In a few minutes the troopers rode out into full view of those at the fort an~ the Indians in the grove. Their bright uniforms and glittering trappings showed up finely in the rays of the sinking sun. The tattered flag was still flying from the high staff at the fort, and as they headed straight for it the flag was dipped to welcome them. Young Wild West waved his hat, for he knew someone must be looking through a field glass. Then the flag was dipped again. Our hero was elated. The garrison had held out against the enemy and now tl1e :finish would soon be at hand. The :fight at Fort Feather would soon be over and vic tory would rest with the brave defe nders. The cavalrymen joined in a cheer when Young Wild West proposed it. Their voices echoed over the prairie and reached the ears of the redskins When the trooper;> were half way from the timber to the fort nearly two 9-und_red of the Utes came riding out to meet them. f, They had barely got in range of the guns of the block house when one of the pieces spoke and a gap was cut in the ranks of the red demons. "That was a pretty good shot I" exclaimed Young Wild West. "Now, captain, just get your men ready for some l;10t work. Those fellows seem to be 'pretty daring. They are full of the war spirit, I guess." "Th,ey won't be so full of it when we get through," was the grim rejoinder. Captain Darius was an experienced Indian fightoc, and he got ready for business in a hurry. Young Wild West rode at the left of the line, his Win chester rifle in his hands. So well was his horse trained that he let the eins lie on his neck. The Utes were spread out i:a fan-shape and coming to ward them with their horses on a run. The captain waited until the redskins had :fired three volleys before he gave the command to :fire. Then a volley rang out, as only a wlley :fired by trained soldiers can. Ponies were emptied right and left, but there were determined warriors to :fill up the gap, and on they came. In just two minutes it was over forihe time. The Indians could not stand the awful :firing and they turned and fled for the shelter of the little grove. With the ringing cheers of the cavalrymen sounding in their ears, they rode for their lives. Young Wild West turned and rode straight for the fort. Captain Darius gave the command and then his forces turned and followed the dashing young Prince of the Saddle.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RAGE. Wild led them by a hundred yards when he reached the "Ugh!" answered the young deadshot. "What is the stockade gate. trouble, redskin?" His partners flew to meet him, and when he dismounted "Me come to say that big chief Yellow Snake will kill they hugged him with joy and scalp the paleface maiden if the soldiers no let Utes The women cried with joy and the children shouted. go back to reservation in peace." But there were a man and woman there who were pale "Is that so? So the chief admits he is licked, then? from fear. All right. You go back and tell Yellow Snake that if he They were Alfred Graves and his wife. harms one hair in the paleface maiden's head not one of 'l'heir daughter was still held a prisoner by the 'Qtes. his braves will escape. We will kill them all. Tel1 him The Indians had not bothered the besieged party since that Young Wild West says so." the note from the girl was received, and they had been "You Young Wild West?" a s ked the brave, looking at' waiting anxiously. the boy keenly. Wild -was quickly apprised of the facts. "Yes, that happens to be my name. I mean what I "I will rescue the girl," he exclaimed; "but I want a say, too. I have heard of Yellow Snake and Yellow Snake little rubbing down first. Boys, I guess you will have to has heard of me. Go back and tell him what I say." fix me up." Without another word, the redskin turned and walked The last was said to his two partners, and they underback toward the grove. stood what was required of them. Wild stood there with folded arms, his rifle hanging They half carried the boy to a convenient spot and then over his shoulde r. ._,.,, ,,---. thay spent half an hour on him. He was going to wait for the messenger to come back, When they got through with him Wild called for a cup I s o he could learn what Yellow Snake thought about it. of coffee and something to eat. In a few minutes the report of a rifle sounded and a Captain Darius was waiting to hold a consultation with bullet whizzed past the head of Wild. him. "Ah," he exclaimed, "so they mean fight, do they? All He J1ad four scouts out watching the redskin s who were right!" s taying in the grove. He placed his rifle to his sho ulder in a hurry and sent a Darkness would soon be upon them, and they wanted bullet for the point where the smoke of the shot came to charge the redskins and have it over with while they from. r .--i' could see to nght. ,. ~ The bath and rubbing down that Wild had been sub-CH.APTER X. jected to made him feel like new, and he declared that he WILD SAVES THE GIRL, BUT OBTS CAUGHT HIMSELF. was ready as soon as he had :finished eating his supper Wild's bullet found the mark, fo11 the death-yell of an But the first thing he did was to look at his horse and Indian ;o uhded. make sure that he had been properly cared for. The young deadshot had such excellent judgment that "Well, Young Wild West, what ate we going to do about he could genera lly l1it the man who nred a shot, so long it?" asked Captain Dadus, as he catne up, with Lieu-as he coula: sec the smoke that came from ',,.w14'.U!~ tenant .Ainsworth. The hush behind which the mark sman was crouching "Well, captain, I think that the girl should be rescued Lad not saved him. before we-make an attack on the redskins," was the reply. Strange to say, no other shots were fired at the boy. "Then we will be unable to do it before dark?" He walkcc1 bark to tho waiting cavalrymen and 1eported "Yes, it won't do to tackle them right now. They to the captain what the messenger with the flag of truce would probably kill the girl for satisfaction if we did." had said, ancl what he had told blm in i-eply. "Do you think we can whip them easy after dark?" "I guess they have weakened," said the captll.in t'Good. "Yes, a few volleys and one charge will settle them. I Now, Youn?: Wi1r1 Wm,t, ii you can only find a way to save wouldn't wonder if they have enough of it now ." the girl before we make the attack, everything will be all Just then Cheyenne Charlie ran up to them and reright." potted that a redskin was coming with a flag of truce. "I can find a way, but we will have to wait until it.g,et ... "I will go out and meet him," said Wild. good and dark." He at once started for the break in the stockade, to"Well, we will leave it to you, then." ward which the Ute was coming, a white handkerchief "What do you propose to do, Mr. West?" asked Graves, floating from the bayonet of a musket which he carried. looking at the young c1eadshot hopefully. Young Wild West met him a hundred yards from the "I propose to go to the camp of the redskins and get stockade. your daughter away from them," was the reply. "My It-was now beginning to get dark, but the boy stood partners will help, and that is all I will need." there in bold relief, as though he was simply waiting to The majority of those who heard him shook their heads, ~r.eet a friend. as though they had their doubts about his being able to .. ,J"Ugh !" said the Indian, as he paused before him. do it.

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. "" ,.,., But Wild acted as though he meant what he said, and he did mean it, too. He was going to disguise himself as an Indian and try to save the girl. It was getting dark rapidly now. The cavalrymen were being fed, and they would be in good shape. As soon as it was really dark Wild went out to where some of the bodies of the slain Indians lay and proceeded to make a selection of the garments they wore. It was a rather grewsome task, but he knew it was necessary, so he even cut off the long hair of one of the braves to help along the disguise. Charlie and Jim helped him, and by the aid of some spft clay he made ]1is :&ace look like an Indian with the war paint on. "I guess I will do now," he said, when he had :finished with the disguise. "Now, boys, you go al1eac1 and pre~t~e way for me. I will follow on behind, and if I ___. once get let '!-he trees over there I'll guarantee to do th. e work 11p right.'' The three soon left the Rtockade, Charlie and ,Tim going a hundred feet ahead. The two ~oved toward the grove cautiou sly., for they )mew the redskins would be keeping a sharp watch in that direction. Half way to it, they moved off to the right and Wild folloy,a.cJ.. r w were approaching the Indian camp :from the upper side tiow, and if nothing happenetl they could make the distance in ten minutes as slowly as they were moving. Things went along all right until they were within t"
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' l \ YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. The boy cha?ged his course a little and walked right close to the girl. He was bold enough to walk right up close to the chief, too. Then he turned and went back the same way. This time he turned his eyes upon the captive, and "'hen close to her he whispered: "I am disguised as an Indian; I have come to save you. I am Young Wild West." She gave a start as the words sounded in her ears, but she had presence of mind enough to keep her face turned the other way. "Do just as I tell you and we'll both get away without the redskins knowing it;'' he said, and then he J"alked out of her hearing. But he came back again in a minute or tw<\, walking so close to one of the walking braves that their shoulders touched. "Get up and put the blanket about you, as though you were cold," he resumed. "Then make out that you are going to sit down upon the ground that i& covered with leaves. I hardly think they will interfere with you. I will llltike out that I think you are ioing to escape, and I will come and place my hand on your arm. If you see any of the rest coming toward you, break away from m~ and run in the direction I am looking. I will give chase, and then we will get away:" "I will do just as you say, Young Wild West," came from the girl, while she looked at the ground. Wild walked slowly around behind where the chief was sitting, stalking so nearly like an Indian brave that he at tracted not the least attention. One of the redskins said something to him, but he shook his head and passed on into the gloom. He was taking care not to get where the light from the fires could shine on his face. He looked over where the girl was, and the next minute he saw her get up and place the blanket over her shoulders. The redskins near her looked at her, but none of them offered to interfere with her. To get away she would have to first get out of the circle. She d upon the log she had been seated upon and lamber to the bank above. one of the Utes make a move to go to her, but he was too quick for him and got there fi!st. He seized the girl by the arm rather roughly and a slight scream came froni her lips. She failed to recognize him at first, though she had expected the identical move. "Let go of me, you scoundrel I" she cried. "I am not going to run away. I want to sit down where it is not so damp." "Ugh!" grunted Wild, and he let go her arm. Then she clambered up the bank and he followed her. "You had better sit down for a minute or two," he said in a whisper. "They will think it is all right if I am here with you." Agnes acted on the suggestion. At this juncture the chief got up. He had been sitting there smoking long enough to m~ke one more attack on the fort. He probably knew he was in for it, anyhow, and if he could whip the whites it would be s o much more to his 1 credit. He issued a call for the leading braves to assemble about the fire. Wild knew something of importance was to take place, and he d,ecided that now was the time for him to act. "Get up and walk away while they are not looking," he whispered. "I guess we will never have a better time." The gi;l was not a second in obeying. She slipped off in the shadows and was gone. Young Wild West walked slowly after her, but he forgot the part he was assuming, and a red s kin near him came up and peered in his face. His regular style of walking had given hi,m ~a.r~ he knew it. But it was too late. The brave said something to him and laid his hand on the boy' s shoulder. For an answer Wild hit him a s tinging blow in the mouth and sent him s taggering. Then he darted away like a s hot. Wild overtook the girl just a s Cheyenne Charlie I.pomed up before them. j' ,, A, -"It is all right, Charlie," said the dashing yl :$' ieadshot. "We have got to run for it!" The redskins were running after them now. Charlie took the hand of the girl and away they went in the direction of the fort. Wild followed him, but unfortunately for him his toe caught upon a root and he fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get upon his feet t}ie -1:P~ ff',}-1...-.,--..~ discovered that he was not one 0 them was up o n him. Then a hand-to-hand s truggle ensued But before Wild could get away a dozen of the red demons were around him. "They have got me, Charlie I" he cried out. "Fire a shot for help I" CHAPTER XI. YOUNG WILD WEST'S FIGHT WITH THE CHIEF. The words were scarcely out of Young WU
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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. they saw those who had caught Wild stop there, they took it for granted that he was the one they had been after. A few, however, kept on after the scout. As Wild was dragged back into the grove he heard a revolver cracking, and then he knew that Charlie was making himself known to the Utes who were after him. Wild was dragged back to the light of the big :fire the chief was near, and then the disguise was torn from him. As he had put the Indian toggery on over his regular hunting suit, there was no mistaking who it was by any one who had ever seen him before. The Indian who had brought the message under a flag of truce recognized him at once. "Ugh l" he exclaimed, turning to Yellow Snake; "Young Wild West!" "Ugh!" grunted the ?hie, his eyes dancing with pleasure; "paleface boy heap much brave. Yellow Snake glad to meet him." ~i~ou when you say that, you old scoundrel," answered our hero, coolly. "There isn't the least doubt in my mind that you are glad to see me. Have you made up your mind to surrender yet? There are enough soldiers coming here no\v to eat you, so you had better save your life by surrendering." "Young Wild West heap much fool!" "You don't mean that when you say it, Yellow Snake. You know I am not a foo. l. I don t pretend to know every ri'.cr-g, but what I am telling you is true." "Paleface boy heap much lie. He will die, and his & calp will be worn in the belt of Yellow Snake." "Well, maybe that's true. But I guess you won't wear my scalp long in your belt. I have got two partners who will soon make short work of you. If you don't let me go inside of :five minutes you will be cleaned out." The cavalry was appro~ching now, and the redskins ~~.th~..:mdO'r of hoofs, as well as Wild. Tliela!fuajority of the Utes were lying close under the bank, waiting to put up a :fight, but there were some, and Wild could not help noticing them, who acted as though they were ready to mount their ponies and ride away to save themselves. A big change had beeri wrought in an hour or so, for, instead of being the attacking party, the Indians were now on the defensive. Nearly the whole body of cavalrymen under Captain Darius galloped up to within a hundred yards of the camp. b'-'P t voice of Cheyenne Charlie suddenly rang out. "Listen, Injuns I" he yelled. "If yer don't let Young Wild West go inside of two minutes we'll ride down on yer an' cut yer ter pieces!" Wild knew then that Charlie had got the girl safely to the fort. He was delighted, even if he had been captured himself. He knew that the redskins woul~ not dare harm him now, for he could tell quite plainly that his words had impressed Yellow Snake. The cavalrymen did not :fire upon the Indians. They simply surrounded them and kept themselves partly concealed behind the trees. They had dismounted, as Wild could tell. The Utes crouched with their guns in their hiinds. Some of them were close to their ponies, and our hero knew that these were but waiting for hostilities to begin, so they could mount and make a break for liberty. The war-like spirit had left nearly half of them, a.d those who wanted to fight knew it would be hopeless for them. Their scheme to gain possession of Fort Feather hail failed disastrously. Wild watched the expression of the chief's face. It kept changing all the time, and finally he aaw that fear was getting the best of him. He decided that it was a time to make a play t<> ~ain his liberty. "Yellow Snake," said he, "if you let me go I will see to it that you and your braves have a chance to lay down your arms and march out as prisoners. What do you say? There is no need of fighting any longer. You are whip:p,ed and you ought to know it." "Paleface boy heap much talk," retorted the chief, angrily, and then he stepped up and slapped Wild on the forehead with the flat of his hand. The boy's eyes flashed dangerously, but he could do nothing. He was tied hand and foot. "You wouldn't do that, and live long, if I was not tied~ you contemptible hound l" he exclaimed. Yellow Snake looked at him keenly. "Young Wild West no fight Yellow Snake," he said. "Let me loose and I will fight you any way you want to," answered Wild. "Paleface boy can shoot heap much straigh!." "Yes, and I can cut pretty straight w,ith a knife, too." "You fight Yellow Snake with knives?" queried the chief. "Yes, or any other way." "Good! You whip Yellow Snake and you no whip and you die!" "All right; I am satisfied to that arrange The chief picked up the knife that belong,ed t ur hero. Then, without anoth_er word, he threw off his blanket and stepped over and cut the boy loose. He dropped the knife at his feet, the point sticking in the ground. Then he motioned for the braves to get back out of the way. As the redskin leader drew his own keen-edged knife from his belt Wild picked up the one from the ground. The dashing young Prince of the Saddle was right in his element now. He did not fear the outcome, for he had bested everJ.l Indian he had ever met in a duel with bowies, and he wail certain he could soon put this one out of business.

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26 YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. All eyes were turned cin the two as they faced each other in the centre of the camp before the blazing fire. Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart and the cavalrymen took advantage of this and crept up closer. 1rhey now had the redskins virtually at their mercy. 'rhe chief was a powerful fellow, nearly six feet tall, -0nd he looked as though! he could overcome the boy in a single rush. But Young Wild West was as strong as the average athletic man, and his quickness and coolness was what counted in a fight of any kind. "You had better sing your death-song, Yellow Snake," he said, tantalizingly. "I am going to send you to the Happy Hunting Grounds !" "Ugh!" exclaimed the chief, and then he made a lunge at the boy .. But his knife blade simply cleft the empty air. Wild knew the red scoundrel meant to kill him, as he would not be held for it on account of it being a air and square fight. He also knew that the chief deserved death many times, and he decided to finish him. That would make the Utes surrender quicker than ~nything else, for with no chief to lead them they would soon disperse. Wild met him square ly at the next stroke and the two blades came together with a ring. The utmost silence was maintained by the lookers-on, for even the cavalrymen were thrilled by the sight There were some among them who feared that the dar ing boy would have to succumb to the powerful chief, but Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart did not think that way. They knew what sort of stuff Young Wild West was n;ade of, and they expected to se~im down Yellow Snake jusfthe very moment he felt lik e doing it. Olash-c1ash I The two blades came together again and the bodies of the two bent and swayed. The chief had been the aggres s or from the start, a~d Wild was backing around the fire and avoiding the fierce rushe Bu ly this all changed. Yo d West set at the !ndian like a tornado, and be soon a him on the defensive. "Fight, you red scoundrel!" he cried. "You slapped me in the face when I could not help myself; now go ahead and kill me, as you are so anxious to do. I you don't hurry and do it you will go down!" "D gh I" was all the reply the chief made. He had found now that he was no match for the boy, but he bung on with a dogged tenacity. He put on an extra effort and rushed forward. This time his knife just grazed Wild's neck and gave him a s.cratch from which the blood came. But that was all. Before he could make another thrust Young Wild West dealt the blow that ended the fight. It was a quick thrust to the heart. Yellow Snake staggered back and began to sing his death-song. Down he went, the words dying on his lips. Wild folded his arms and stood stock still in his tracks. At this juncture the voice of Captain Darius exclaimed: "Surrender, you red fiends!" Those of the redskins who had their ponies ready imme diately mounted them and rode away, bending low to escape the bullets they knew would come. A volley was fired at them before they had got twenty feet and many of them fell. Those who felt like continuing the fight fired wildly in the direction the shots came from, but the rest threw clown their arms and cried for quarter. Wild leaped into the bushes and got behind a log, for fie was liable to be hit by the bullets of his friends. About half of the Utes made for their hors~s and many of' them succeeded in making their escape in ( are.~ One of these was a young chief called Red Moccasin. He was really the most ambitious fighter of the lot, since the old chief went under at the hands of our bero. He was known to the cavalrymen, too, and when they had gathered in the prisoners and placed them under guard the captain was not long in finding out who the leader of the escaping party was. About eighty of them had got away, as near as they could judge. ''We will get them to-morrow," said Young Wild West. "The chances are that they will make straight for the re serv ation, thinking their chances will be better by sur rendering when they get there. They don't want to sur render to us." "Then you think it not necessary to pursue them tonight?" said the captain. "No, everybody is tired out, and so ar~ho:i:8E: will catch them to-morrow. Let us go back to the fort." After the bodies of the dead Utes had been buried in the trench they had themselves dug to shield themselve from the three pieces at the fort, they all went over, tak ing the prisoners with them. Agnes Graves led the women in a cheer when the victors rode inside the stockade. Lieutenant Ainsworth, who had been left in charge, was at her side. The lieutenant had been captivated by the charms of the young lady and the way she had acted dnrfo.g t',---.. ... whole s iege had made him a strong admirer of her: As Wild rod e up and dismounted from one of the Indian ponies he had captured Lieutenant Ainsworth said: "Well, I must thank you, Young Wild West, for manag in g to get JHiss Graves away from the Utes. It is too bad that you were captured yourself, though." "Well, as it has turned out all right, I think it was a good thing that I was captured I fought the old chief a fair and square fight a little while ago, and I downed him."

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YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. 27; As Wild said this he looked at the couple and smiled. He saw that something stronger than an or<;lip.a:ry friendship had sprung up between them. Young Wild West slept as souncl as a top that night. He had won out in the relay rac', and he was satisfied The next morning he was up and ready to give chase to the Indians that had escaped CHAP'l'ER XII. CONCLUSION. It was not more than half an hour after sunrise when half the cavalrymen left the fort under the lead of Young Wild West to hunt down the rest of the Indians. Of course Charlie and Jim went along. They could hardly have been induced to stay behind. Lieutenant Ainsworth was in command of the cavalry, and he was riding at the side of Wild. "I receiveq quite a little information from the Ute pris.P..Qe li:rsf"1iight after you turned in," the lieutenant said to Wild. "This young chief, who led those who escaped, was really a rival with old Yellow Snake for leadership." "Is that so? He must be a pretty oxy sort of a red skin then." "Well, I don't know about that part of it. He was one of those who did not believe in surrendering to us. He thought it better to die trying to get away than to be hanged, so one of the braves told me. He thought we w:i:n~ld hang all the prisoners we took, I suppose." "Probably he had that idea." "The same brave who was telling me this said that Red Moccasin was _no good, or he wouldn't have been whipped by you. He says he will soon settle you when he m~eets you on even terms." "Ah!" exclaimed Wild; "so that is the way it is, eh?. The young chief wants to meet me, eh? Probably he ~'Pts to have }'B.Venge for the slaying of Yellow Snake." "T grress-Te don't want any revenge for that, for he now has a chance of taking Yellow Snake's place if he liv es." "Well, I am very glad to hear this. I will be on the lookout for Red Moccasin, as you call him. I guess it won't be hard to single him out when we come in sight of the redskins, for he will have bis hair stuck full of eagle .feathers, now that the old chief is dead." "That is about the size of it." "Well, when I find out that there is a person who is looking f9r a ehance to fight me, I always want to give him the chance. Red Moccasin shall have a fair show at me-_ -ruever ~saw the red skin I was afraid to meet yet. I am only a boy, but I grew up :fighting redskins, and I know their way~ pretty well. Any man could whip an Indian in a fi.st fight, because they know nothing of that game. But with a knife he is a dangerous customer. As far as shooting with a revolver is concerned, few redskins are very accurate. They do damage at short range, of course, but wl)en it comes to fifty yards or so, they are not much with a shooter, and it i s more by chance than an,7-thing else if they hit what they shoot at. With a bow and arrow they are all right, for they are taught archery as soon as they are big enough to bend a bow. It is the old savage instinct that is in them, and they can all send an nrrow pretty true to the mark." They were following the trail of the Indians now, and it struck Young Wild West that it was most likely they would stop at the first convenient place-or had stopped, rather, overnight. This was found to be right, for in less than an hour they came to the place where the escaping Utes had re mained over the night. A fire was still smouldering, which told that they had uot been gone very long, and that made our hero think that they would soon overtake them. "We will have them by noon," he said. "How many men have you, lieutenant?" "Not quite a hundred," was the reply. "And there is supposed to be about that many Utes, you say?" "According to what I learned from the prisoners." "Well, we will be evened up all around, then. I am glad of that. I am going to give the young chief a chance to fight it out with me. If I whip him they are to throw down their arms and surrender, and if he gets the best of me they are to go on to the reservation undisturbed." "\fon't that be a rather dangerous thing to do, Youn~ Wjld West?" Ainsworth asked. "Suppose he should dis orm you? He would have the best of JOU, and then we would have to let them go." "Well, Reel Moccasin won't disarm me, lieutenant. Don t let that worry you." They rode on at a stiff pace the biggest part. of the fore noon. It was just about half an hour before noon when they sighted a inoving body of horsemen approaching a strip of timber about two miles off to the left. They instantly decided that they were the escaping Utes. "They have turned sharply to the left to make t1!-e timber, which shows that they must have seen us," said Wild. "Now we can cut off a good half-mile by riding straight fo; the point they are making for. Come on., boys We will soon settle this thing I" Tl1e cavalrymen spurred up their tired horses and they swooped toward the timber. The Utes reached it first, and as soon as they got there they dismounted and lined up behind the trees. "Looks as though they means ter fight," remarked the scout. "Yes," retorted Jim. But when they were less than a quarter of a mile from them a brave came riding from the w~ods, wav:aig a flag of truce over his head. Young Wild West led the cavalry right on. The redskin halted about two hundred yards from the edge of the timber and waited.

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!8 YOUNG WILD WEST'S RELAY RACE. .. Not until they had completely surrounded him did the They came forward on e at a time and gave them up. cavalrymen come to a halt. Wild dismounted, and picking up the chief s knire hand-"You talk to him," said the lieutenant, nodding to ed it to him. Wild. "Red Moccasin can ke e p this," he said. "All right," was the reply, and then he rode up to the Then it was that the tre acherou s nature of the Indian. Indian horseman and said : came to the surface. "What do you want?" He took the knife and made a move to put it in his belt, "Red Moccasin wants to fight Young Wild West on but instead of doing so he made a sudden thrust at the horseback, with his hunting knife boy. "Good! Tell him to get ready to die when he starts in." Wild jumped back just in time to escape the blow. "Red Moccasin wants Young Wild West to give his Crack promise that the Utes can go on back to the reservation Che}enne Charlie fired and Red Moccasin dropped. if Youn~ Wild West is killed." "That' s what ther mea sly coyote wanted," said the "Good! That is the very thing I was going to proscout. "Yer pan't trust an Injun, an' never could. I pose." knowed he wasn't satisfied, an' that he'd try ter fix Wild. "And if Young Wild West kills Red Moccasin the Utes That' s why I ~ept m y hand on my shooter.'' will all ride back to the fort as prisoners of the paleface The braves ;remained perfectry submi s sive, however. soldiers." They knew 't would go hard with them if.~ r_!volted "That's right. Ride back and tell him t4at I give my now, since they had surre ndered. r--word on that proposition." Ten minutea later they were all riding toward the fort As the brave turned and rode back Wild turned to the under guard. lieutenant and his partners and observed: The fort was reached before sunset. "Rather strange that the chief should make the propoThe next day General Fortie r r e a c h e d the fort with his sition I thought of, isn't it?" regiment. "It is strange," answered Ainsworth. The uprising of the Utes had been quelled almost as "Well, come on up and form your men in a double line. quickly as it began. I will soon take care of Red Moccasin. I am going to Young Wild West and hi s partner s remained at Fort fight just as though my life depended on it." Feather /,r a few days, and the n as their s ervices were-n-oThere was n? delay in getting the_ duel started. jlonger r,equired the y set out for the place they had left Red Moccasm rode out on a piebald pony that was the wi~ of the scout and the sweethearts oi the two boys. decorated with brightly colored ribbons. But before they went they learned from Lieutenant The redskin must have been sincere, for he only carried Ai woJth that pretty Agnes Graves had consented to be a knife with him. hi wile, and that he was going over to Richfield in the fall He was stripped to the waist and his pain'ted and to :ip' arry her. greased body shone in the sun. "I want you and your partners to be at the wedding," Wild tossed his hat to Jim and then rode forth to meet he said. "I will give you due notico m n i i:_~ ~ him. place." Without a word, the young chief rode out and met Wild. "All right, lieutenant; I wish you luck, anyhow, wliethThe two horses met, their necks crossed and then the er we get to the wedding or not," answered Wild. two knives came together. Then they rode away to the s outh and were soon lost Sparks of fire sputtered from them and the ring of steel in the distance. sounded\ 1 Young" Wiid West realized that Red 'Moccasin was su perior to the old chief in that line of business ) so he de termined to take no chances with him. In less than ten seconds after they met he saw an opportunity to disarm him, and he made a thrust that did it nicely. 'rhe knife went flying from Red Moccasin's hand and a yell of applause went up from the cavalrymen. The young chief promptly dismounted and stood with folded arms. "Young Wild West heap much fight," said the chief, slowly, as he kept his eyes on the ground. "The Utes sur render." Lieutenant Ainsworth at once gave the command to fake the redskins' weapons from them ) THE END. Rea d "YOUNG WILD WEST AND THE 'CROOK.ED COWBOYS'; OR, ARIETTA AND THE CATTLE STAMPEDE," which will be the next n.w;pb.er ,J.gQ4) "Secret Service." SPECIAL NOTICE: 'All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage s tamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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., .. These Everything I .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA I Books Tell You Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in an attractive illustrated cove.r: Host of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all ?f the subjE_JCts treated u~on are explained in such a simpl; manner that aJ!Y child. can thoroughly understand them. Look over the hst as classified and see 1f you want to know anything about the subjeclll mentioned. THESE :BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL N.EWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO MESMERIZE.-Containing the most ap proved method11 of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kinds of dis eases by animal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, .A,. 0.., S., author of "How to Hypnotize," etc. PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most ap proved methods of reading the lines on the hand, togeth e r with a full explana'tion of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, and the key for telling character by the bumps on the bead. By Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S. Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and instructive information regarding the science of hypnoti sm. Also explaining the most approved methods which are employ e d by the leading hy_pnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full instructions about guns, bunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, together with descriptions of game and fish. No, 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully Illustrated Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instiuctions are given in this little book, together with instructions on swimming and riding, companion sports to boating. No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best horses for tbe road; also valuable recipes for diseases peculiar to the horse. No. 48. HOW TO BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A handy book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By O. Stansfield Hicks. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACUL'UM AND DREAM BOOK.Containin g the great oracle of human destiny ; also the true mean ing of almost any kind of dreams, together with charms, ceremonies, and curious games of cards. A cmpplete book. No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book gives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowing what his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or misery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. \ No. 76. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Giving full instruction for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, horizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, hea)tby muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy ca n become strong and healthy by following the instructions contained In this little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-Tbe art of self-defense made easy. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the ditferent positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box without an Instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containfng full instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. Embracing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34. HOW TO FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fencing and the use of the broadsworJ; also instruction in archery. Described with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best positions in fencing. A complete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. 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HPW TO DO S~COND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explamed bJ'. his forme r ass1stl!,nt, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were carried on between the magi c ian and the boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and -11nals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. ,.--...., No. 43 HOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containfo~ gran_dest assort~ent ?f magica~ illusions ever placed before the public. Also tricks with cards. mcantations, etc. No 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL Tl:UCKS.-Conta.ining over one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrateJ. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over ~fty of the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also containmg the secret of second sight Fully illustrated. By A Anderson. No._ 70. HOW '.J:'O l\L\KE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full directions for makmg Magic '.l'oys and devices of many kinds By A. Anderson. Fully illustmted. 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'TH E STAGE. N o 41. THE BOYS Oil-, NEW YOHK END l\IEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Containing a great vnriety of the latest jok es used by the most famous end men No amateur minstrels is complete without th is wonderful little book. No .. 4f. THEJ BOYS 01!' JS'EW YORK STUMP SPEJAKER.C onta1?mg a val"ied asso,rtment of stump speeches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also end mens jokes Jus t the thing for home amusement and amateur sho1' J No. 45. THE BOY8 OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE '.AND JOKW BQOK.:--Some thin g new a?d v e ry _instructive. Every boy should obtam this book. as 1t contams full mstruc tio ris for organizing an amatc111 minstl'el troupe No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKJ)JS.-'l'his is one of the most original jok e books ever published, and it is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc.. of T errence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical jok e t of th e day. }j]very boy who ca n enjoy a good substantial joke should o btain a copy imm ediate ly. No. 79 HOW TO BECOME AN ACTOR-Containing com pl ete instructions how to make up for various characters on the lltage; together with the duties of the Stage l\Ianager, Prompter S cenic Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager'. No. 80. GUS WILLIAl\IS' JOKEJ BOOK.-Containing the late s t jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renown ed and eve r popular German comed ian. Sixty-four pages ; handsome color e d cove r c ontaining a half-tone photo o f the author, HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for rais ing beautiful flower& Jt't home. The most complete book of the kind ever pubshed. No. 30. HOW '.l'O COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It_ contains_ recipes for cooking meats, fish, game, and oysters; also pies, puddmgs, cakes and all kinds. of p astry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular c ooks No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for e verybody, !Joys, girls, men and women; it will teac h y ou how to m ake a lmost anything around the honse, su<'h as parlor ornaments bra c k ets, cements, Aeo lian harps, and bird lime for catching birds ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKEJ AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de s cription of the wonderful uses of electricity and electro magnetism ; t o g ethe r with full instructions for making Eleetric Toys, Batteries, rt1.....,-.D'!!l, George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty ilu srrations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACHINES.-Cont aining fnll Jirections for making electrical machines, induction c o ils, dynamos. and many novel toys to be worked by electricity B y R. A. R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No 67. HOW 'l'O DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks together with illustra tions By A Anderson. No. 31. HOW TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Oon t a ining fourteen illustrations, giving the differe n t positions requisite t o b ecome a good speaker reader and elocutionist. A l so containing gems from all the popular authors of prose and poetry arranged i n the moat simple and concis.'.! manner possible. No. 4f>. HOW TO DEBA.'.rE.-Giving rul es for condu cting debates, outlines for debate[ questions for discussion, and the bed sources for procu ring infotmation on the questions ,iven. SOCIETY. No. 3 HOW TO FLIR'l'.-The arts and wiles o f fli r t a t ion al'I fully explained by this little book Besides the various meth ods of har.
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WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE STORY EVERY 'WEEK Price 5 Cents BY THE BEST AUTHORS Price 5 Cents ,_-HANDSOME ILLUSTRATED COVERS 32-PAGES OF READING MATTER ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY-. Interesting Stories of Adventure in All Parts of the World TAKE NOTICE! .._ ?l'his handsome weekly contains intensely interesting stories of adventure on a great variety of subjects. Each number is replete with rousing situations and lively incidents. The heroes are bright, manly fellows, who overcome all obstacles by sheer force of brains and grit and win wellmerited success. We have secured a staff of new authors, who write these stories in a manner which will be a source of pleasure and profit to the reader. Each number has a handsome eolored illustration made by the most expert artists. Large sums of money are being spent to m!rl.e this one of the best weeklies ever published. r : ..... Here is a List of Some of the Titles ..... 1 Smashing the Auto Record; or, Bart Wilson at the Speed Lever. By Edward N. Fox. 2 Off the Ticker; or, Fate at a Moment's Notice. By Tom Dawson. 3 From Cadet to Captain; or, Dick Danford's West Point Nerve. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 4 The Get-There Boys; or, Making Things Hum in Hon duras. By Fred Warburton. 5 Written in Cipher; or, The Skein Jack Barry Unravelled. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 6 The No-Good Boys; or, Downing a Tough Name. By A. Howard De Witt. 7 Kicked off the Earth; or, Ted Trim's Hard Luck Cure. By Rob Roy. 8 Doing it Quick; or, Ike Brown's Hustle at Panama. By Captain Hawthorn, U. S. N. 9 In the 'Frisco Earthquake; or, Bob Brag's Day of Terror. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 10 We, Us & Co.; or, Seeing Life with a Vaudeville Show. By Edward N. Fox. 11 Cut Out for an Officer; or, Corporal Ted in the Philip pines. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 12 A Fool for Luck; or, The Boy Who Turned Boss. By Fred Warburton. 13 The Great Gaul "Beat"; or, Phil Winston's Start tn Re porting. By A. Howard De Witt. 14 Out for Gold; or, The Boy Who Knew the Difference. By Tom Dawson. 15 The Boy Who Balked; or, Bob Brisbane's Big Kick. By Frank Irving. 16 Slicker than Silk; or, The Smoothest Boy Alive. By Rob Roy. 17 The Keg of Diamonds; or, After the Treasure of tb..E' Caliphs. By Tom Dawson. 18 Sandow, Junior; or, The Boy Who Looked Puny. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 19 Won by Bluff; or, Jack Mason's Marble Face. By Frank Irving. 20 On the Lobster Shift; or, The Herald's Star Reporter. By A. Howard De Witt. 21 Under the Vendetta's Steel; or, A Yankee Boy in Corsica. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 22 Too Green to Burn; or, The Luck of Being a Boy. By Rob Roy. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FBAIIK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our libraries, and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they cafl. be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill jn the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to 7ou by re-turn mail. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. I I -..-.--.--.- I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I 1 1 1 I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I 11 1 1 I I I 1 1 I 1 1 1 I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I 1 1 FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New iYork. 190 ;;., ; DEAR Sm-Enclosed find. . cents for whieh please send me: ... copies of FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ................. .. .. ,., -........ .... .... .... .... .... " :WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos .......................... .. ........... .. WORK AND WIN, Nos ........................................ ~ ....... i, WILD WEST WEEKLY, NOB ..................................... -.... ~' ~, PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ........................... ., .... ................ . .... ... -.. ~, SECRET SERVICE, Nos ...................................... ................ -., '~ THE LIBERTY BOYS OF ''r6, Nos ........................................ ..,, Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos ............ ......................................... Name .... -,.. -.. I Street ana N~ ............. -To'Wll. .......... State ...

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,J. WILD WEST WEEKLY 32 A magazine Containing Stories, Sketehes, ate., of Western Iliie. :B""'Y" .A.N" C>I..J.I> SCC>"UT. PAGES PRICE 5 CENTS. 32 PAGES. EACH NUMBER IN A HANDSOME COLORED COVER. All of thilse exciting stori es 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 pubiis.hed. Read the following n umbers of this most interesting magazine and be conv inced: LATEST ISSUES: 11,G Young \\.ild West and the Magic Mine; or, How Arietta Solved ._ ~lyste ry. 146 Young Wild Wests Lively Time; or, 'be Dandy Duck of tbe 1177 Young \\"ild W~st as a Cavalry Scout1 : or, Saving tbe Settlers. Diggings. 178 Young Wild West Beating the Bandits; or, Ariettas Best Shot. 147 Young Wild West at l:loldUP Canyon ; or, Ariettas Great Victory. 170 Young Wild West and crazy Hawk": or, The Redskins La~t 148 Young Wild Wests Square Deal; or, l\laking the Bad" Men L:a1d. Good. 180 Young Wild West Chasing the Cowboys; or, Aiietta the Lariat J.40 Young Wild West Cowing the Cowboys; or, Arietta and the Queen. Prai ri<'.. Fi re. 1 8 1 Young "\,\,. ilrl V, est and t h e Treacherous Trapper or Lost in the Great 150 Young W 1ld West and Navajo ~ed; or, The Hunt for the Half 1'orLh 1roods. 151 Y Breed0:81edrm,,1 t t v A tt d tb C 182 Young Wild West's Dash to Deadwooa; or, Arietta and tne oung 1 es s 1rg1n em: or, rte a an e avetll. Kidnappers. 152 Youn3 Wild Wests Cowboy Champions: or. The Trip to Kansas 183 Young Wild Wests Silver Scoop; or, Clean ing Up a Hundred City. Thousand. 153 Young Wild \Yests Even Chance: or. Ariettas rresence of MinCI. 184 Young \\. ild West and the Oregon Outlaws; or, Arietta as a 154 Young Wild West and the Flattened l.lullet ; or, The Man Wbu .Judge. Would not Drop. 185 Young Wild West and "Mexlcaq Matt"; or, Routing the Haw-hid e 155. Young Wild Wests Gold Game; or, Ariettas l 'ull Hand. Rangers. 156, Young Wild West"s Cowboy Scrimmage; o r, Cooking a Crowd o f 186 Young Wild West anct; the C'omanche Queen: o?: \rle t~ as an Croo.ks. Arch er. 157 Young Wild West and the Arizona Athlete; or, The Due l tha t 187 Yol~"{:!fr 'y,.\~~hWest and the "Gold Ring" ; or, The Flashy Five oC Laste d a Week. 188 Young Wild West's Doubl e Rescue; or, Arietta's Race With 158 159 lGO 161 162 163 164 165 166 J ti7 1GB lGO 170 liJ. 172 l'i3 174 175 Young Wild West and the Kansas Cowboys; or, Ariettas Clean Ueath. Score. 189 Young Wild West and the Texas Rangers; or, Ci-ooked Work on Young Wild "'est Doublmg His Luck ; or, 'L'he Mine that Made a the Hi o G rande. Million. 190 Young \\'il d \\"esfs Branding Bee; or, Arietta and the (;ow Young Wild West and the Loop of Death; or, Ariettas Gold Punchers. Cache. 191 Young Wil d West and His Partner's Pile, and IIow Ariett Young Wild West at Boiling Butte; or, Hop Wah and the High. Saved I t binders. 193 Young Wild Wests Buckhorn Bowie, and How It Saved Tlis Young Wild West Paying the Pawnees; o r, Arietta Held for Partners. Hansom. 194 Young Wild West in the Haunted Hills; o r, Arietta a nd the .~z tbu Young v.-ild Wests Sl,looting Match: or, The "Show-Down at Arrow. Sh,1sta. 195 Young "a Wests Cow boy Dance; or, Arietta's Annoying Ad Young Wild West at Death Divide : or, Ariettas Great Fight. mit e r. Young Wild West and the Scarlet Seven: or, Arietta s Dari::g 106 Young Wild Wests Double Shot; or, Cheyenne Charlles LifP Leap. Line. Young \\'ild v.ests Minor Shot: or, Rattling the n enegndcs. 107 Young Wild West at Gold Gorge; 01, Arietta and th J Young ~Yild ,,est a nd the Greaser Gang_ : 01. Arietta as a ."pY Death. Young Wild \\'Qst losing a Million: o r !lo w Arietta H e lp ed flim 198 Young "\\lid West and tbe Gu l f Gang; or, Arletta's Three. Shots. '>11r 199 Young Wild Wests Treasure 'l'rove; or, The Wonderful Luek or Y oung Wild West and tbe Railroad Robbers: or; Lively Work in the Girl s. I Utah. 200 Young Wild West's Leap in the Dar.k; or, Arletta and the Under-Young 1\'ild "est <;orraling the CowPunch ers: or. Arietta s Swim ground Stream. fot Life. 2 o t Vo,mp: I\. ild \I. est nnd t,ho Silve r Q.neen; or, The Fate of the MyAt ,ic Ten. Young \Ylld \Yest "Facing the Music": o r, The Mistake the Lynch-202 y01111p: \li1rl \\'est Strikm11: it Rich: or. Ariet.l.a nnn theCave ot Gold. era )lade. 203 Vou11p: \l'ilrl l\.,st.'s Relay Race; 01, The Fight nt Fort, ~'ea1her. Yo0ufn1;,__e\ a \.tihld. West and "Montana Mose"; or. Arletta' s Messenger 204 Young \\. ild \\est and the "Crooked Cowboys"; or, Arietta and Wo, lJ Cattle Stnm~e,le. Young v. ild West at Grizzly Gulch; or, The Shot that Saved t h e Camp. r Young Wild West on the Warpath : or, Arietta Among the Ara-pahoe!. Young Wild West and "Nebraska Nick' ; or, The Cattle Thieves D t the Platte. For sale by all newsdealers, o r will be sent to any address o n r eceipt of price, 5..cents p e r copy, in money or postage stamps, bT .6'RANK TOUSEY. Publisher. 24 Union Sq~are. 1'1ew Y or.k 0 IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS raries and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained frhn.1 this : office direct. Cut out and fill owing Order B lank and send it to us with the price of the books you w an1; anf-we, will send them to you bJ POSTAGE STAMPS TAK EN THE SAME AS MONEY. .' fIL\NK TOUSEY, Publi s h e r 24 Union Square, New York. .. ~, 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed nnd ...... cen t s for which please send me: j, .... .... cop ies of WORK AND WT"\J". "\J"nc .... .............. ........... -,.: .... "WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ........................ ." ...... : ... 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