Kit Carson's little scout; or, The renegade's doom

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Kit Carson's little scout; or, The renegade's doom

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llie d W.cei, ly-Bg : Subs .C1'"iptio11 $2.50 per year. Entered as Se c ond Cla.ss No. 301. NEW YORI{, MARCH 9, HI04. Price 5 Cents. One Indian remained. He. was facing Burke. ''Ugh! Little Hand is a traitor," he said, glariJlg at the youth who covered him with his pistol. "Am I a PiuteP '' Burke asked indignantly. "How .am I a traitor? I am on the war path.''

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-pLUCJ< LUCJ<. Complete Stories of Adventure. rs s u e d Week l y -By Subscription $2.50 per 11ear. Entered as Second OlatJs Matter at the New York, N. Y., Poat O(ffol, N o vem b e r 7, 1898. Ent e r e d a ccording to A.ot of Oongress i n the 11ear 1904, in the office of the Ubrarla11 of Oongress, WatJhington, D. o., b11 Fran k Tousey, 24 Union Square, New York. No. 301. NEW YORK, MARCH 9, 1904. Price 5 Cents. Kit Carson's Little Scout OR, T HE RENEGADE'S DOOM. BY AN OLD SCourr. C H A P TER I. KIT C AR SON AND BURKE MILLER. Seeing him turn toward the timber, the Indians increased their speed and tried to intercept him. He made no effort to go faster, as he knew he could reach it in time. He did reach it, but not until a bullet from one of the pursuers griev-It was a long ride, and Kit Ca r s on s horse was almost ously wounded his jaded horse. He dismounted in the edge ( fagged ou t. He h a d to ca r ry certain i n f o r m ation to Fort of the timber, cut the horse's throat, to relieve it of long JAra'mie. It was a ll importan t that h e r eac h e d that point as agony of suffering and qu'ietly waited till the attacking party early as possi bl e Bu t for the fact that h e had to go out rode up Thinking he had gone into the depths of the timber, of his way, t o av oid contac t with a large party of Indians, he the redskins rode boldly up to within ten paces of the spot would hav e b ee n mu c h f arther on h i s w ay H e did not want where they had seen him enter. They little dreamed of whom to waste a n y time fighting His posi tion as scout made it a th ey had to deal with. 'duty to report a t t h e fort a s qui ckly as possible. Every one Crack! that kne w Kit Carson the g reatest grandes t s cout tha t ever A single flash of a rifie in the edge of the timber was seen, lived tha t duty, with him, was a s a cred thing. It I and the foremost savage tumbled from his horse> shot through was paramount to ever ything else He never shirked it, as the heart. the reader s of this story will see ere they reach the end. The others recoiled. Night coming on the jad e d horse of the great scout began Crack! Crack! to give out. It was no t hi s own horse-the matc hle s s WhirlTwo pistol shots rang out on the still evening air, and two wind. That spl e ndid animal was at Fort Lara mie recovering more redmen went down. from a bullet wound. The one he was riding he had captured The third man was not instantly killed He went down from a renegade named Dunmore who he sl e w in combat I with a yell that echoed near and far in the timber. three day s before. The fourth one was a mere stripling-a youth of perliaps I am sorry for you my good horse ," h e said, "but I fear sixteen or seventeen years. He seemed utterly bewildered, I must abandon you to the tender merci e s of the redskins or I for he could not se e the terrible foe that had wiped out his the wolves I can travel faster now than you can. You have three companions. done well but you can't travel all night without rest. I But a moment later Kit Carson sprang into full view must go on." He was about to dismount in the las t rays of the setting sun, when his eye caught sight of four hors e men coming to ard, him over the rolling prairie The y were coming fast, oo Their hors e s w e re evidently fre s h. "Oho! he e x c laimed as he g a z e d at them, "they are red kins, and s eek my comp any. I don t want any c ompany just now except that of a g ood horse. I'll go to yonder piece of imber and give 'em the slip, as I have no time to waste on them." He turned his horse's head toward the piece of timber. It and sternly exclaimed: "Surrender or die!" "Yes-yes-I surrender! exclaimed the youth in good Eng lish. "Thank God you are a white man!" "Eh! What's that?" I am not an Indian!" said the youth, springing off his horse I a1I1 white like you!" Kit look e d hard at him. "But you are painted and dressed like one," he said. "So I am. But I am white for all that." "But wh a t does this mean? I am in a hurry. Speak up as only half a mile away, while the newcomers w e re at least quick." hree miles distant. He therefore knew he could reach it at "My name is Burke Miller said the yo11.th, "My father, mother, uncle, and two brothers and myself were captured

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KI'r C ARSON'S LIT 'rLE SCOUT. seve n yea r s ago I h ave n eve r see n any of them sin ce the nigh t afte r o u r capture. a nd I h ave b ee n with t h e Indi ans ev e r si nce. Oh, how I h a v e w ante d t o g et a chanc e to get away from the m But I c ouldn t. Le t m e go with you please and 1 ca n find my way ba c k to my p e ople in Missouri. There w e r e t ears in the lad 's eyes The great scout s heart c ame up in his throat. Yes by the e t e rn a l!" h e exc l a im ed, gras ping the lad's hand Wh e nev e r a n hone s t whit e man ask s Kit Carson for help and fail s t o ge t it, it's tim e for him to die ." "Kit Car s on exclaime d the youth, opening wide his eyes. Are y ou K i t Car s on? "Ye s; I am Kit Carson." "Thank God! Thank God! e j a culated the youth. "I am safe Oh, how they do fear and hate you! " Who does? ' Why Gross, Madden and t h e Indi a n s ' Gro ss Wha t d o you knew of G ro ss ? d e m a nd e d Carson "Why, he i s a white man, a nd wor se than all the Indians put together," replied young Miller. "Do you know him?" Yes-that is I us e d to know him but have not seen or he a rd anything of him in several y ears. He i s with the Ind ians, eh? 'Yes, sir; and a s mu c h an Indian as any of them." Well, well ; I am gl a d to g et new s of him So you want to go with me do you? "Oh, yes sir. I wou l d go anyw h ere in the world with you." Well that' s all right. Do you know how to fight Indians?" Yes, sir. They m a de me go on the warpath with them, and I have kill e d s e v e r a l w arriors." "Good goo d You look like a strong lad for your age. Can you tra vel a ll nigh t ? .. Yes, sir, and all day, too. " You r name? 'Burke Miller, sir." All right, Burke Here's my hand. We are friends. I am goi n g to Lara m ie a nd have got to travel all night. Which of these horses i s the best? "That one ov e r there. sir," said Bwke, pointing to an iron-. gray standing over his d e ad rider. He is a horse." Very well.0 Take your cho i ce of the others, nd we'll be oft'." Burke took the next b est horse and in another oment was r e ady t o mount. Kit Carson change d the sa die from his dead horse to the iron-gray and then mounted "Avenge the m Yes sir. I did get a chance to kill one warrior. Whom I saw strike my father wb e n h e wa s tied to the tree. I shot him dead in the woods two years ago and none ever knew who did it. I have sworn on m y knee s before God, to aveng e them if I ever got the chance "That' s it! Giv e me your hand! You are made of the right stuff. You can go with me. I want t6 find Gross my self. '! o we him a debt I am anxious to pay. You can have a chance at him and the red fiends with him. I never Jet up when once I g e t after a man. Do you understaad, Miller0?" Yes sir-yes, sir, and I will follow you to death. Wher ever you go I will go., . 1 ''Then we ll go together and work togethe r The red v ii lains shall now have more than ever to fear. They rode on all through the night, and at daylight reached the fort, where the old scout was gladly rece ived by the offi cers. CHAPTER II. P U RSUED. The officers and s oldiers of t h e for t w e r e greatly surprised at seeing the famous scout c om e in accomp a nied by an India n youth as they thought. But th e y w e r e s till more surprise d when ihey saw soap and w ater turn t he y oung Indian into a manly-looking white l a d who h a d a his t or y They crowded around him and li s tened t o hi s story with breathless interest. Such s tori es the y often heard on the frontiers, but tb e y were always o f a b s o rb in g interest. The fac t that a r e n e g a d e was at the bot t om of t b e y ou th's mi s for tunes aroused an inte n s e indignation in eve r y But when they heard him say he w as going to ru n wit h Kit Ca r son till he had a ve nged hi s pare n ts, e very sol di e r grasped hi ; hand and bad e him Godspeed During the tw o d ays t h ey r e m a in e d a t t h e fort Kit Cars o n sold one of the tw o horse s h e and y ou n g Miller rode and bought a c ompl e t e outfit for the latte r T hen they took leave of the garrison and set out again. They started in the direc tion the y had come and inte nd e d t o m a ke for the nearest village where the renegad e had hi s home. Burke knew evqry inch of the c ou ntry, a s did the famous scout. The former knew some things of the renegade that the tatte\ did not, hence he was useful fo m a ny ways to Kit Now c om e on! h e said Carson. Burke urg e d h i s horsE: forward and rode by the s ide of On the third day the y were out they we r e purs ued by a the gre a t s cout, w ho ask e d h i m many questions about the ren-party of about a score of Indians. Kit C a r s o n w a s mounted e gade Gross. The youth answered every question with a on Whirlwind, his famous horse. Bu r k e w as cm the ironfrankness and candor that charme d the scout. He was a mod-gray which the scout had capture d with him_. est-looking blu e-e yed youth who se fair skin was hidden un-"We'll have to run for it, Burke," s a id Ki t. "There are d e r the hid e ous warpaint of the savage. two dozen redskins in that party. Too many for us to tackle He told the story of the capture o f the two wagons of his out here on the prairie. father' s party, se ven years b e fore. He was but ten years of '}There's some timber over the r e on our left said young ag e at the time. But h e r e m e mb e r e d how his father, prisoner Miller. "We can make that in time. as he was, quarreled with Gross and knocked him down "Yes. I think we can. You are not afraid of them, are Gross then, in hi s rage, had every one of the party tied to you?" .trees ex cept himself, and l eft the m there. No sir! I w ouldn't be afraid of a thousand of them." "There were fiv e in all, he sa id ; "father, un c le, mother, All right, the n. Come on. and my two brothers. Oh, I sha ll n ever forget my moth e r s The y put spurs t o their horses and made a dash for the s c reams as the y l e d me, her youngest away from her! I timber, three mil es a way. have never s ee n or heard of them since ." The Indians at once divined the object of their movement, Have you nev e r heard any of the redskins s a y anything and m a de a d es per a t e e ffort to intercept them. about them since? Kit asked. The race becam e e xciting "No sir. I would sometimes ask; but they would shake It looked as though both parties would meet at the edge of their heads at me and give no answ e r." the timber. Have you no desire to avenge your parents, y oung man?" "Faster!" urged Kit to his companion, as they neared the he asked timber.

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KIT' CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. Crack! we,nt a savage's rifie, and a bullet whistled close by Kit's head. Crack! Crack! Two more bullets whistled by in quick succession, and still all were going at a tremendous speed toward the timber. Suddenly young Burke leveled his rifle and fired. Down went the foremost redskin, falling under the feet of his companions' horses. "Good! ' exclaimed Kit to the youth. 'That was well done!" Crack! Crack! Two more savage rifles sent bullets flying uncomfortably close to our heroes, and Kit thought it time to respond himself. The old scout never missed his aim when he drew a bead. That was one secret of the terror he inspired in tlie savage breast. to follow, they could and did make good time. The re having to follow their trail, could not make very fast time. Thus the two scouts gained steadily. They were persevering, however. The two men who slew six of their number were not to be allowed to escape without a desperate effort to kill or capture them. When they reached the other side of the timber again the two scouts made another detour, for the purpose of deceiving. their pursuers, and re-entered the woods a mile further soutli. But in so doing they suddenly ran across another party of redskins in the timber. Fortunately the Indians did not see them though they passed within pistol-shot range. "When we get through," said Kit Carson, .. we must -make a break for that timber, seven miles distant. I can outrun them with Whirlwind, but I am not so sure about your horse." "Oh, I think he can outrun any horse they have," said Burke. "Well, I think we have got an hour's start of them now, so The keen crack of his rifle was followed by a death-yell, come on." and a dusky warrior tumbled to the ground from the saddle. They reached the edge of the timber, and made a dash "Now for the woods!" said Kit. across toward another piece of timber about seven miles away. Both made a dash, and entered the timber just about a Their horses went at a swinging gait, nnd when they minute or so before the redskins did. reached the timber they looked back and found that the red"Now stop. We have four pistols. They will rush up in I skins had not yet struck out after them. disorder, thinking we have gone through. We can wipe out "We now have another chance; we must hurry across this four of them, and then get away before they recover from I timber and make another dash for one stil! beyond," : 2the surprise. Better follow me When we start." ma_ rked Kit Carson. "Yes. sir!" responded Burke, drawing his two pistols. Burke wondered why he didn't stop and offer battle to the Up dashed the redskins right into the bushes, thinking the redskins. two whites had dashed on through. To him all Indians were alike-all fiends incarnate, deservCrack! ing death at sight on general principles. Crack! But he followed the great scout with a blind faith that he Crack! knew was best to I.lo under tbe circumstances. Crack! They crossed the timber and pushed on for the third one, The four pistols went off in such rapid succes sion, dropping about five miles beyond. That they soon reached, and then, a warrior at tach shot, that the redskins f e ared they had as the sun was sinking beyond the treetops, they concluded fallen into an ambuscade. They gave a yell of terror and to camp there till morning. dashed back out into the prairie again, leaving four of their .. We can't have any fire, you know," said Kit -to his young number weltering in blood in the edge of the timber. comrade, "for that would tell them of our whereabouts." "Now, come away-quick!" said Kit, and away they dashed I "I know that, sir,' was the quiet reply. ''But maybe tht:y through the timber, getting a quarter of a mile the start of will have one., their pursuers ere they recovered from their surprise. Kit gave him a quick glance. "You did well, Burke,'' said Kit, when they were out of "Well, what if they do?" be asked. hearing of the redskins. "I am glad to find you such a brave, We can knock over a few of them." cool young man under fire. Kit Carson is your friend "Good! We'll look out for their fire," and the famous scout Depend on that," and he gave Burke his hand," which the lat-dismounted and left his horse to graze at leisure. Burke folter took and shook most cordially. lowed his example, knowing that his horse would remain "We must shake them off, or they'll follow us all the after-with Whirlwind. noon!" said Kit, after they had gone a mile or so. They remained in the edge of the timber and watched for '''l'hey'll follow our trail till night stops 'em," said Burke. the appearance of the enemy. Just as the sun was disappear Yes, you are right,'' was the reply. "But we must confuse ing below the horizon they saw them come out of the timber the trail and throw them off." five miles away and make a dash across the prairie. "How will we do that, sir?" "We'll have to keep moving till it gets too dark for them ."I don't know yet, but I guess we'll filld some way to to see our trail," said Kit, remounting his horse. Burke foldo it." 'I lowed his example, and they moved across the timber Burke Miller had unbounded faith in the famous scout, and to the west side, turned southward, re-entered again, and was willing to blindly follow his lead in any direction. pushed on to the east side. They pushed on through the timber till they reached the By this time it was too dark for the Indians to see the trail other side of it. of the two scouts. They then had no more fears of the pur"Now we must turn down to the left and cross the timber suit. again," said the old scout. "They will have milch to impede I "Now we can let our horses rest and graze," said Kit, "and their pursuit through the timber. If we go out on the prairie, after an hour or two look for their campfire." they can follow as fast as we can lead." I That just suited young Burke Miller. He was nursing an "Yes, sir," said Burke. all-consuming desire to avenge his parents, though he knew They turned down several hundred yards to the left and reriot whetper they were dead or alive. entered the timber again To push their way through to 1 How long he lay there on the ground h e knew not, but he where they first started was their purpose. Having no trail: was aroused by the voice of Kit Carson, saying:

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. ome on; I think I have located their campfire." Burke sprang to his feet and quietly followed him. Whirlwind followed close behind them, and the iron-gray kept up with Whirlwind. They went about a half mile .and halted. There was a gleam of light on the trees ahead of them. They knew that some kind of a camp was there, and prepared to creep forward and reconnoite r CHAPTER III. BURKE MILLER'S OATH. Whispering to Whirlwind _to "stand there," the famous scout crept forward. T he horse stood perfectly still in his tracks, and the i r on gray stood beside him Burke followed him, and in a few minutes they came in sight of the campfire A dozen savages were sitting around it. They were in a bad humor, for they looked glum and illnature'd They are Shoshones, whispered Burke. "Yes, I know it. "Bad ones tGo." Never saw a good one .in my life ," Kit. "No-there isn't any in that tribe. What are you going to do now?" Wait. Burke did wait for nearly an hour, and then the savagEls began to make p r eparations to sleep "Let them go to sleep," said Kit, "and then we can attend to them. Burke nodded his acquiescence and then the two lay down in the thicket to await till the drowsy god of sleep had caught up the dusky warriors. Of course they had out a sentinel. But Indian sentinels are very different from regular military sentinels. When they lie down in camp when on the warpath, one of their number sits and leans against a tree, if on e is c onveniently near the outskirts of the camp, like a soldier on guard would do He sits and lean s against a tree, if on e is c on v eni e ntly near the fire, in the very midst of the sleepers sometime s covering himself with a blanket, and hangs his head in deep study of The blow however, waked up another, but before he cou open his eyes to take in the situation, Burke Miller drew bowie a c ross his throat, severing windpipe and jugular. failed to make any noise, and as the others fell an easy pr to the remorseless enemy of their race the work was so over save one lone warrior. Kit motioned to Burke to spa him, and the young scout desisted. Kit then stole noiselessly away from the glare of the cam fire following him. they were in the gloomy shadow of the trees aga Burke asked: "Why did you spare the last one? " To spread the terror of our names among his people w the reply. "Oh-I see-yes," and the rea son s e em e d p erfectl y sati factory to the young scout. After waiting some time they concluded to wake up t remaining w a rrior, and let him discov e r the fate of his c o rad es. Kit picked up a small pebble and threw it at him. It struc him on the chest, and h e a woke w ith a start. Springing up a sitting posture, the dumfounded red skin gl a red around his dead companions like one in a dream. His e y es wandere from one to the other, and then around at the shadowy tree A great f ear overc ame him. He arose, fold e d his blank about h i m and stalked aw a y into the forest like one on who a giant d espair had fasteyed itse lf. "Ha, ha, ha! laughed Kit Carson, lo u d e nough to be he a r a quarter of a mile away Tell the Shoshones that Ca son slays his enemies!" The savage disappeared and was seen no more. "That's the last of him, Burke," sai d Kit. Now we ca get some of their rations. I am very hungry. They went to the campfire and found plenty of smoked be and parc hed corn, on which our heroes feast e d to their heart content. t This is even better than I expected Burke," said the fa mous scout as he munched his corn "Yei;. sir. I didn't hope for so much suc cess," said Burke very quietly. "I wanted to see if you wer e equ a l to the task, my lad,' remarked Burke' s companion. I have no more doubt of you I wouldn't be afraid of a n enem y b ehind m e w it h y ou to loo after him. Henceforth you are Kit Carson's little sc ou against the world. I'll do my best to help y ou find out wha the past, present or future of his career. became of your parents." Kit and Burke well knew these characteristics of the red, "Thank you sir," was all the brave youth could say. Hi men and therefore wante d to t a k e advanta:ge of it. heart was up in his mouth. Henceforth he would be the mos When all the warriors were awake, no one could tell which staunc h friend the famous scout could boa s t of one was on gu a rd But when the y all slept, the one who was After talking for some time the two s couts l a y down b sitting up by the fir e was t he sentinel. .the fire and sl ept soundl y till morning.-They w ell kne w the r At last they w e re all asl e ep Even the guard seemed half were no othe r Indian's in the timber, and so had no fears a asleep. There w e re eleven warriors stretche d out on the to the result of their h aving no gu ard. ground They were soundly sleeping. They were -awake ned b y chirping of the birds. The sun Motioning to Burke to dra w his knife Kit comm e nced was just gilding the top s of the trees when the y op e ned their creeping forward keeping the tree against which the guard eyes. was sitting between him and the s entine l. Slowly but surely The first thing tha t gree t e d them as they wok e up w a s the they advanced making no noise-not even the breaking of a ghastly sight of elev e n dead Indi a ns lying around them. twig, and in time reached the tree. Softly Kit crept round "This isn't a pleasant sight on an empty stomach, i s it?" it, and saw that the sentinel was entirely unsuspicious of dan-Kit asked of his young companion ger. Raising his heavy knife above his head the stalwart "I like to see dead Indians," replied Burke. "There' s noth scout brought it down on the back of the guard's neck with ing on earth I hate so much such tremendous force as to almost sever his head from his Kit smiled and thought that as years came to the youth body he would be the worst and most unrelenting enemy the InOf course he couldn't yell. dians ever had. He couldn't even groan. They made a breakfast off the smoked buffalo meat and All he could do was to roll over on the groun d and die and parched corn which they found in the camp. Then they con-that he did without making any fuss about it. 1 eluded to get their horses and resume their trip.

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. Kit gave a shrill, peculiar whistle, and a moment later l father. This my uncle, and these my brothers Henry and 1 Whirlwind came charging like a thunderbolt through the 1 Joe. Here's father's shoes. I W!JUld. know them among a beT. The gray followed close at his heels. thousand old shoes. Here's an old pocket-knife he carried "They are all right," remarked Kit, as he looked at them. 1 rusted beyond recognition now. Here's one of mother's fingers "They have had both rest and food in abundance. Come on, I gone, where they cut it off to get her wedding ring," and un-now. We will walk part of the way through here." able longer to endure the sight, the youth burst into tears He' led the way and Burke followed. again and turned away. Ere they had gone a hundred yards Burke stopped and Kit Carson sat down on a log and waited for his grief to looked around like one in a dream. subside. A half hour passed in profound silence, broken only "What's the matter?" Kit asked. by the sobs of the daring young scout. "This place seems strangely familiar to me," he replied. Then, as if a sudden thought had occurred to him, he "Have you ever been in this timber before?" sprang up and glanced hurriedly around the little clearing. "I don't know. Everything looks as though I have, and "That's the place," he said, and, walking over to a well yet I cannot exacily remember. Let's go up this little hollow shaded little nook, he commenced digging in the ground with here." the point of the bowie-knife. The earth was quite loamy and Kit led the way. soft there. He soon had a six-foot trench dug some tw. o or Burke followed. three feet deep. "I surely have been here before," Burke remarked, as he Burke Miller finally raised his head and looked around at trod close on the heels of the famous scout. him. He understood at once what it meant. It was a grave Suddenly they reached a small cleariilg in the timber. Kit he was digging stepped out into it and looked up at the blue sky. Burke He rose up, staggered over to the spot .and said, hoarsely: glared around like one in a dream. "I will help you, and, drawing his knife, he went to dig"Oh, my God, look there!" cried Burke, pointing across the ging also. little clearing. "Oh, my poor mother! My poor father and For upwards of an hour they toiled there without uttering brothers!" a word. The grave was now deep enough. Kit looked in the direction indicated, and staggered back "That will do," said Kit. "Wait till I retprn," and he got as though stricken a powerful blow. Tied to five trees in out of the pit and started in the direction of his horse. front. of him were five grinning skeletons, whose dry bones. He soon returned with his blanket, which he spread on the were almost snow-white. They were held there by strong ground in front of the skeletons. rawhide thongs, and at their feet lay remnants of wearing "We must roll them in it," he said to Burke. apparel that had evidently fallen from the skeletons. "Yes, yes; that's right," and Burke came forward and asA hoarse cry burst from Burke Miller. sisfed him. "They are my parents, uncle and brother.s! This is where r last saw them. They were left to perish by that renegade fiend! Hear me, father, mother! I swear by the lo:ve I bore you to avenge your cruel fate! "Amen!" cried Kit. CHAPTER. IV. BURKE MILLER'S GRIEF. Kit Carson was h e ld spellbound to the spot by the ghastly spectacle. He could not take his gaze from it for several minutes. In his imagination he seemed to view the awful tragedy which those five white skeletons so eloquently pro claimed. They cut loose the skeleton of his father first, and gently laid it on the outspread blanket. Then they placed the wife and mother beside it. The others followed, and then the blanket was carefully wrapped about them. Taking up the burden of bones, they bore it tenderly to the new-made grave and laid it therein. Burke knelt by the side of the grave and hung his head in silent prayer. Kit knelt by his side and un,covered his head Who can fathom the thoughts that flashed through the minds of those two lion-hearted men? Did they pray for the red sea of blood through which they afterwards waded in their work of vengeance? Only the Great Unknown can re veal" it, for both men now sleep the sleep that knows no wak ing, and their spirits flock with the heroes that have preceded them to the spirit world \ Rising to their feet, the two commenced throwing back the loose earth into the grave. Neither of them spoke. They Suddenly he was recalled to himself by the sobs of the used the.ir hands, for they had no spades. But such men young scout. He looked around and beheld young Burke Milnever faltered for want of implements of any kind. They had ler down on his knees, his face buried in both hands, and his infinite resources, and were equal to every emergency. whole frame quivering with grief. Whe n the grave was filled up leav e s w e re thrown over the Instantly Kit Carson's great heart was touched. Tears 1 spot, to make it appear as if the earth had not been disturbed. came into his eyes as he beheld the grief of the brave youth. Then, their task done, Burke grasped Kit's hand, pressed "My friend," he said laying a hand on Burke's shoulder it, and said, "Thanks." , "I feel for you. Words are cheap. I will help you avenge That was enou g h between two s u c h brave h earts. them. We will mark this spot and wreak a terrible vengeance Kit returned the pressnre of the hand without uttering a on the miscreants who did this thing." word and the n they took up their rifles and marched siBurke sprang Jo his feet and grasped Kit Carson's hand. lently back to their horses "Yes he said pressing back the tears. "I will wreak a They mounted and rode away from the spot. Burke looked terrible vengeance. I didn't know they were really dead till around as he went along so as to impress upon his memory now, though I feared it all along. That renegade Gross is at every tree, log and rock in the piece of timber. the bottom of this. It is his work. My work has j'ust comI Wllen they reached 'the edge of the timber and looked out menced. Henceforth I will spare no redman in my vengeance. on the broad prairie, they saw a_ small party of seven Indians They are fiends, all." I about two miles away, riding leisurely along. "Are you really sure that these are your people?" Kit asked. "Shall we go out and meet them, Burke?" Kit asked of his "Yes, they stand as I saw them last. This was my little scout.

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. "Yes, yes ; oh, if I c ould get at the whole tribe!" "Now, look here Burke,'' cautioned Kit, 'if you go in hot headed you ll get wiped out i' n a flash Just keep cool and you'll have your full measure of vengeance. Come on riow, and keep cool. They rode out on the prairie, and in a few minutes the seven Indians saw them. Of c ourse the red rascals made direct for them. "Keep cool .. said Kit, "but be ready for hot work. We'll pretend to be surprise d at their interference with us When they give us c a u s e a pistol in e ac h hand will lay out four at once. We c an the n manage th e other three without any trouble. Burke s a id no t a word and Kit kne w he understood all he said to him. The seven savages came prancing up on their ponies and surrounded Kit and Burke. "Hello redskins! said Kit, in a free, offhand manner, "what's the news? "Ugh! grunted the leader who paleface? " I am a hunter," repli e d Kit. Who are you? "Me great brave. Me Big Wolf-ugh!" "Big Wolf, eh. Well if I were you I'd change my name, for the wolf is a very cowardly dog, you know. "Ugh, Big Wolf great brave Paleface is his prisoner." 'What for? Your people are not at war with my people. don t want any trouble with you or your people and you--" Ugh! Paleface talk too much. Big Wolf take him home with him--" "See here you yellow-belli e d horse thief said Kit, as Big Wolf attempted to lay hands on him. Do you want to visit the happy huntingground of your people? "Heap big talk. Me take p a l e face scalp and--" Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Four pistol shots rang out almost as one shot, and four redskins reeled out of their s addles and fell to the ground. The other three uttered t e rrifi c yells and prepared to fire. But the two scouts were too qui c k for them. Crack! Crack! # Quick as a flash, Burke spurred his horse alongside the re skin, and the next moment his bowie was buried to the hi In his side. CHAPTER V HIS DARING RES C U E Kit Carson heard the death-yell of the Piute, but did no look back to see how h e met hi s death. H e knew however that the young scout had fini s hed him. That w a s all h e care to }mow Burke wiped the blood from his trusty knife and rod e for ward to overtake the famous s c out. Neither spoke for some minutes. The y w e r e busy thinking At la s t Kit remarked : we did well that time, Burke by keeping cool. "Yes, was the reply "Wiped them all out. "Yes-not one left to tell the tal e Their rifl e s lie on th ground where they fell, and their ponies roam at will ove the prairie." I wish we could wipe out the whole Piute tribe in th same way, said Burke. I want to ask a favor of you Mr Carson 'What is it, Burke? If in my pow e r I will grant it. .. "It is this: If we ever cat c h renegade Gros s I want hi given to me to do as I wish with. Certainly. He is yours if we ever take him alive." Promise me you will not kill him except to save your ow life I would rather he would escape us a dozen times tha have him killed in a fight. I want him for my own vengeance." .. I will promise to respect your wis hes in reg a rd to him. " Thanks. I ask no more ... The two men then rode forward toward the Piute country. They knew there was great peril in so doing but they wer used to perils of that kind. 'Do you know where Gro ss is, Burke?" Kit asked afte11 riding several miles in the mos t profound silence He is in the saddle nearly all the time. I know in wha village he lives when he is at home with his Indian wiv es But whether he is there now is more than I can tell. "Well, we can find out by going to his village,'' said Kit, after a pause, "and I guess that's the best thing to do just Two rifle shots settled two more, and then there was but now." one left. He looked down at his writhing companions on the ground and a feeling of lonesomeness came over him. "Ugh! he grunted. Palefaces great braves-kill 'um all redmans. Me go away-no bodder palefaces ," and he started to leave. Yes I think so, replied Burke. "His village is up on the South Fork of White River "That's only two days' ride from here I guess. We can soon make that." "Yes-soon make it, said Burke. "If we keep right on "Stop!" hissed Burke. Don t you move an inch!" Which we will do." Kit rode up to the savage and asked : 'Fhey rode forward without interruption till they struck a "Why don't you fools let white people alone? We were not [strip of timber that skirted the course of a small stream. The troubling you and yet your Big Wolf wanted to take me sun was but an hour high when they struck the timber. prisoner." "I guess we'd better spend the night here suggested Kit. "Ugh-Big Wolf heap big fool!" grunted the Indian. "where we can have both water and shelter." "So he was but why did you not find that out before now? "Yes," returned Burke. I know a spring where the Piutes When you are all killed off hut one that last redskin will always stop when they pass this timber. come to the wise conclusion that they were all fools But "That's just where we want to stop, then." then it will be too late." Burke led the way about two miles farther up the timber "Ugh-paleface wise Injun heap big fool!" I till they reached the spring. "Yes, and you will go and be as big a fool as ever re, It was quite a bold spring, springing up from under a large marked Kit. "Your people never learn anything." flat rock The water was clear. cold and sweet. The Piutes "He shall not go!" hissed Burke Miller through his clenched called it the "Sweet Water, and it was known among all the teeth. "He is a Piute-one of the tribe of my father' s roving bands for hundreds of miles around derers! I Burke and Kit satisfied their thirst and then retired some "Is that so? Then you may have him!" and Kit rode away distance into the thicket They didn't want to be in the way to allow Burke to finish the work of death. of any roving ban'd that might come along.

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KIT CARSON' S 1 LITTLE SCOUT. Eating an Indian supper of parched corn and buffalo meat, The prisoner appeared unmov e d by t he near approach of a the two scout s laid themselves down on the grass to snatch horrible death. H e e v e n smiled at and taunted the r ed vil a few hours' sleep Such m e n fal! to sleep e a sily and are very lains with not kno wing how to do their work like brave war-easily awak e n e d riors. Both men were a wakened at midnight, after four or five We must save him Burke," whispered Kit Carson to the hours' sleep by sounds of boisterous laughter down at the little scout by his side. spring. "Yes at al! hazards, replied Burke. I am ready "Indians, whisp e red Burke. Well you stand here. I will go almost around to the Yes, said Kit. ' They must have a prisoner or two over other side and pick off one of them. When the y are almost whom they a re having their fun as they seldom laugh out on the point of rushing. forward towa r d me, you fir e That that way under other circumstanc es." will stop them, and give m e time to reload Understand?" Kit c rept through the bushes and Burke followed In a "Yes-good idea. We know each other' s signal and can few minute s th e y c am e in sight of a c ampfire near the "sweet get tQgether aga in ." water" spring The r e w e r e about a score of warriors there, Kit Carson slipp e d away in the dark and cr ept a b out twoand in their midst was a white man, a prisoner. He wills thirds the way around th e ca mp H e s topp e d in a convenient e vidently a hun.t e r for he wore the buckskin hunting-shirt clunip of bushes a nd wa tc h e d the a ctions of th e r e d sk in s and leggings and had the appearance of a man of some fiveWhen the pile of fagots was up about t he waist of the and-forty years of age. prisoner, the chief of the band took a torc h from the fire and They had his hands securely tied behind him. He seemed app!oach e d to apply it to the pil e t o be undaunted by his condition and bantered the red The n wa s th e supre m e mom ent. riors for s om e time. Young Bu r k e Mill e r. i n h is imp a t ie nce, w o n d ere d why Kit A nice lot y e r a r e." he said Yer're the stinkingest lot o' Car s on cle l ay e d hi s s hot c oppery skunks I e ver did see I wiped out four on ye in Crack! l e s sn n t w o minutes Yer kain' t fight wurth a c ent. yer The sharp, clear r eport of Kit's un erring rifl e awakened kain' t. the echoes of the for es t The n ex t mom ent the red c hief sank Paleface heap big talk," s aid one of the w arriors. "When down at the feet of hi s inte nd e d v i ctim, gasping in the agoy ou feel the fire at the stake, you' ll cry like a papoose." nies of death Cry, thunde r! .. contemptuously replied the Yankee hunter, The warriors uttered fierce yell s sprang to their feet and for su c h he e vid ently was "Why, fire won't burn me, yer seized their arms. One of their number spoke a few words o rnery skunks. The Shoshones tried that on an' kept up a to his comrades and then they starte d to charge the thicket re d -hot fire for three days, an' then got tired of it. Yu kain't whence came the shot. burn me, yer k a in t. One of the warriors r e a c hed down, and, taking a burning f agot from the fire, a ppli e d it to the seat of his pants where t hey were worn through. The effe c t was magi c al. Crack! Burke Miller s shot c ompl e tely ch a nged t h e s ituatiou. The dumfotind e d warriors halted s t a red a t eac h othe r a.nd then started toward the spot whenc e came this last s hot. Crack! The prison e r sprang about six feet in the air, amid a roar Kit's second shot ove rtook them jus t as they w e r e repass of laughter from the dusky wa1; riors and came down in a towprisoner and the pile of fagots, and a third warrior ering rage. laid down and gave up the ghost. Quick as a fiash h e wheeled round and gave. the offending "Ha, ha, ha! laughed the p r i s oner. ''This is fun r e d' warrior a kick on the neck, for he was sitting down n ear the skin!!. How about yer fire? fire : He intuitively knew that unknown friends were at hand. The savage fell without a groan, and lf;tY perfectly stiil. They turned again and again the little s cout's shot ar-The warriors kept up the roar of laughter several minutes. rested them and laid anothe r low. Then they ceased. and one of them turned to speak to the Then they became ex c ited, and decid e d to leave the light warrior who had appli e d the fagot. He got no answer. He of the campfire and break for c o ver. Two w arriors drew got up and e xamin e d him, and grunted: their tomahawks and rushed at the pri s oner to dispatch him. Ugh! Warrior d eadneck btoke!" Fortunately both scouts had c harges in their rifies. Then the laughter c eased. Crack! They stare d at their pri soner and then at the dead war-Crack! rior. Two warriors went down right at the pri soner' s feet "Why don t you laugh on? the prisoner asked. "What do With howl s of r age the w hole band mad e a dash fQr the yer stop for eh? Why don t some of yer gimme some more thicket. Then Kit, who was alw a ys quick to a ct dashed in fire, eh? and released the prisoner The hunter seized a rifle and There was a howl for vengean c e from the warriors. They dashed back into the woods with his deliverer c lamored for his blood then and there. Ugh! grunted the chief. "Paleface.burn now. The warriors mad e a dash to seize and tie him to the near-est tree wher e they intended to burn him. The tall. lanky CHAPTER VI. I hunter raised his right foot and kicked the foremost warrior j A TERRIBLE NHllIT'S WORK in the stoma c h The dusky son of the forest was instantly ; doubled up lik e a jack-knife Two more suffered the same The prisoner was a n e xp e rienced hunter and Indian fate in almo s t as many seconds fighter He understood the situation as well as his rescuers But such an unequ a l contest could have but one result. did and promptly followed Kit Carson to act in harmony The prisoner was overpowered, borne to earth, and rendered with him. utterly helpless. Come away, pard," said Kit, as soon as he found that the Then with savage yells they bound him to the tree, and Indians had left the light to avoid being made targets of; proceeded to gather fagots to pile around him "they are too many for us in the dark."

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KIT CARSC>N' S LITTLE SCOUT. "That's a fac', pard, replied the Yankee; "we'd better git from hyer quick. Kit signaled to Burke, Burke signaled back, and in a few moments the three were together. Come, said Kit, let's go;" and he led the way back to ward the spot where he and Burke had left their two horses. He knew the redskins could follow no trail in the dark. So all the y had to do was to go straight ahead. Pretty soon they reached the horses. But they didn't mount. They walke d on till they were at least a mile distant from the place of rescue. Then they h alte d and sat down on a fallen tree. "We are out of their reach now, remarked Kit. "They can't find our trail before morning. Who are you, pard?" "Hank Mundy," was the reply of the hunter. Who be yer, pard?" "Kit Carson, replied the great scout. "Gr-r-r-eat catamounts! exclaimed the hunter, leaping to his feet and grasping Kit' s hand; "I'm teetotally prper glad ter see yer, Kit, I am : by gosh! I've hearn tell on yer for many years, an' allers wante d for ter m ee t y e r. Gosh almighty! ain't it funny how us meet now? " Well rather fu:riny I should say," returned Kit, "consid ering how you kicked those redskins about. "Time ter go, said Hank. "Yes," said Kit. "Come o n. They made their way t?ward the Indian camp about a mile distant. The campfire had burned down to a bed of glow ing coals that gave a red, somber glare to the foliage of the trees. By the smoldering campfire they found two warriors sit ting on the ground. They were the sentinels. The others were lying all around them fast asleep. The fact that two Indians were on guard showed that they did not consider themselves exactly safe from a night attack. It was decided to creep up on the twOI sentinels and kill them with bowies, if possible. Burke let Hank Mundy have his knife and contented himself with a scalping-knife he had picked up. Kit and Hank crept forward toward the two sentinels. Old woodmen as they were, they were unable to get up near e nough to strike ere the y were One of the guards uttered a piercing yell and sprang at Kit. Of course he was cut down in a trice But the other war riors sprang up and took part in the fight. Crack! Crack! Crack! "It was all-fired funn y, wasn t it? I wur tryin' ter make Crack! em kill me ter onct 'case I knowed they was goin ter roast Rifles and pistols belched forth death, and then the terri-me. Gosh darn it all, I'm t arnation glad to s e e yer, Kit, I am," ble bowies did f earful execution Still there were too many and he wrung Carson s hand again with. the force of a ten redskins for three men to contend against, and so Kit and horse-power engine his two comrades darted suddenly into the woods. Several I am glad to meet you too," said Kit. "I've often heard redskins followed and never came back. of you. You had a s c rimmage with the reds upon the Yellow"We got away with seven of them, anyhow," said Burke, stone once, did you not ?" as they stood near the of the timber, looking out on the I did, an' it wur a hot one too." boundless prairie, "and that pay s for the trouble. "Yes, everybody was talking about it. This is my young Of course it does. I'd do it every night in a week for that friend Burke Miller as good a s cout as you or me and brave many." as a lion." '.' Thet's my hand, pard," said Hank. "Every tarnal redskin Hank grasped Burke' s hand and wrung it nearly off. as gits wiped out is a hundred dollars saved ter this 'ere "Say, said Burke. "If you had shaken hands with the mighty Yankee nation o' ourn." redskins they d have let you alone! " I guess you re right, r emarked Kit. "Do you know w e Gosh darn it, younker, I killed every one I got my hands are going to have trouble with the band as soon as those stars on, but they were too many for me. up there fade away. When our trail is visible they'll be Burke felt of his crushed hand and mentally concluded after us that Hank Mundy had not lied. He also made up his mind not to shake hands with him again under any circuII}Stances "How did they get you, Mundy? Kit asked after a pause. I run in on em kinder blind like," he replied, "an' hed the durndest s crimma g e ever heerd tell on. But they wur too many, durn 'em. That was a short story, but it told volumes to the old scout "Thet' s er fac', pard. I m right proper glad on it, too I am." "We can take. care of them, I guess ," remarked Burke. "There isn t more than ten or a dozen of !em left. "Then we must stay in the thicket, or, what would be better, go ba c k and kill as many more of them as we can before daylight gives them an equal chance with us." who had witnessed such scenes in his career. "Thet' s ther game, pard," assented Hank. "We can do "Yes," said he ; when too many pile in on one he has to thet mighty slick." go under. I've been there m y self. " Come on, then, and let's get to. work before it gets too "So have I more'n on ct. put in Hank. light." It was now very late in the night, and the three were in They crept back toward the camp of the redskins. neM of sleep The enemy huddled round the fire a'nd consulted They "If we can wake up before daylight, suggested Kit, "we had lost one-half of their number and now they were growing might go b a ck and wipe out tha t b a nd ." desperate. "Yes by thunder!" exclaimed Hank; '"an thet' s my leetle game pards. " Well we are in that little game, too remarked Burke. "Then we 'll lay down right here and take a short nap. "Good! assented Hank. They stretche d themselves out on the ground and were soon asleep with no guard but the two horses browsing near them. They slept about three or four hours, and then Hank Mundy awoke. He nudged the others with. his elbow and in an instant all three were on their feet. As they stood round the fire listening to an old warrior, three rifle-shots rang out on the still night air, and three warriors bit the dust. Then commenced a death struggle, such as is seldom seen on battlefields, and over which it is charity to draw the curtain of silence. CHAPTER VII. BESIEGED IN A OAVE The terrible struggle lasted but a few minutes. The Indians would not believe that such desperate, destruc

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. attacks upon them had been made by only three palefaces. I famous scout looked sorrowfully out from his Such an idea was unreasonable. Under the impression thereI his splendid animal. fore that there were more than their own number against ;'Poor Whirlwind, he muttered. "They have got you; but them, they broke and fled like a flock of sheep. I will rescue you, if I have to follow you round the world." Kit and Hank knew from the character of their yells that Three or four savages held the spirited horse's head whilst utter demoralization had seized them. They had no more to a valiant warrior mounted him. The moment h e was well fear from them that night, or rather day, for the stars were fixed on the horse's back the warrior told them to let go, and now beginning to fade. they did. Burke and Hank received cuts in the last attack. Both Whirlwind reared and plunged but in vain. The redskin bled freely, but the wounds were more painful than dangerwas a good horseman. He held on like a squirrel to a limb ous. in a windstorm. Kit bandaged them as well as he could and then turned his Suddenly, and before the savage could prevent it, he sprang 1 attention to collecting a breakfast out of the stores of the forward under a tree. One of the lower limbs raked the red redskins. He soon found parched corn and dried buffalo meat skin off as quick as a fl.ash. Ere he reached the ground Wb.irl enough to satisfy their hunger, and then insiste d on his two wind gave him both heels and finished him He didn't live comrades lying down and getting more sleep. ten minutes, to the intense amazement of the red ras cals. "You need it," he said, "and I will keep watch over you." Good for you, Whirlwind!" exclaimed Kit. "That was They followed his advice and slept till near noon. Then well done." he worked up another meal for them. The excited savages tried to capture him again, but he Neither Burke nor Hank felt as sore from their wounds as kept out of their reach. they had expected. Yet they were not in a condition to do One of the redskins came round to the entrance of the much fighting in case of a sudden attack. cave, and Burke Miller at once r ec ognized him as one of the "You must have rest," said Kit, sha:.ing his head. "You Piute braves of the village wher e he had been kept so long. ain't fit for work just now. I know where there Is a cave four His name was Big Tree. miles above here, where we can rest a week or two, have plenty of good water, grass for our stock, and shelter for our selves." "By gum I know the same place, pard!" exclaimed Hank. "I hid in ther a whole week onct. "Then you know just what it is. We must go' there and stay till your wounds heal up." So it was agreed upon. Kit placed Hank on his horse and Burke upon his own. Then he led the way, carrying one dozen Indian rifles tied together in a bunch. They reached the cave and found it unoccupied. A spring of cold water was inside of it. The entrance was so narrow that one man could defend it against a hundred. Here they could be safe. "Hello, Big Tree, cried Burke The s avage recognized the voi c e as that of Little Hand, by which name Burke was known among them. Ugh! he grunted. "Little Hand! How be? What matter?" and he advanced into the cave to see him better. 'Oh, I'm all right. This is my friend, Kit Carson Kit was by the redskin's side in a fl.ash. The sound of that terrible name struck Big Tree dumb. He gazed at the dreaded scout as though he was an emis-sary from the dead, and was about to fly, when Hank Mundy drew his bowie across his throat so quickly as to cut off any cry. Cut his head off and throw it outside," said Kit. It was quickly done The body was shoved aside and the resul_t watched. Should fever set in and Jay the wounded on their backs, In a few minutes one of the warriors stumbled over the the old scout could protect them against a thousand enemies head. on the outside. He looked down and recognized the features as those of Big But they were not destined to be scorched by fever. Both Tree, one of their best warriors. men had good constitutions, and their temperaments were His yell rang out with a startling fie rc e ness and instantly such as to assist nature. every warrior in the band took it up. The woods rang .with Taking the saddles off the two horses and placing them in the savage music. the cave, Kit turned the animals loose to graze, knowing that T hen the warriors gathered around the gory head and Whirlwind would always be within hearing of his call. The gazed at it. They looked at the cave, and half suspected the other would remain with pim. Then he took his rifle and body to be in there. went out in search of a deer. In an hour's time he had shot One of their number entered. two. Taking the hind quarters, he left the others to the He was (Permitted to go far in ere the scouts attacked wolves. him. This meat he at once cured in the cave by hanging it up In another minute his head w a s hurled out of the cave and in the smoke of the fire. struck another warrior with such force on the breast as to The first night in the cave Kit spent as guard at the knock him down. trance. The wounded men could watch in the daytime while The incident filled them with horror. They recoiled and he slept. fired a volley into the mouth of the cave. Three days passed and no sign of Indians had been seen. Kit had expected such a movement, and kept out of range, They were congratulating themselves on their good fortune, as did the other two. when they were startled by the sound of voices outside. "Don't return the fire," said Kit, "nor make any noise. Looking out, Kit saw a party of Piutes trying to mount They will be puzzled, for they are very superstitious." \'\ t. : rlwind. They had caught him and the gray, and were Having water in plenty, and meat enough to last them a trying to use them. The gray, having. once belonged to the fortnight, Kit was in nowise uneasy about a regular siege. redskins, made no resistance. But not so w;ith the fiery steed Just as Kit said, the redskins were greatly puzzled, and ot the old scout. He seemed to have as much hatred of the grew superstitious over the affair. Who they were in the ::'.'ed man iw did his master, and utterly refused to allow one cave was what troubled them. They knew well enough that, cf the tated ni.cc to bestride hire whoever they were they were enemies. That was a plain There were upwards of forty Indians in the band, and th_ e enough fact to them.

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KIT CARSON' S LITTOO SCOUT. They whooped and yelled like so many m a niac s, and fired "Let 'em come in whispered Kit. "We another voll e y into the c ave Still the s couts did not return them, can' t w e ? the fire. They wante d to r ese rve tha t until the supre m e mo"Yes, yes! came f rom H ank and Burke. ment, if s u c h a moment was to c om e t o t h e m They their kni v es a nd c rou c h e d bac k into the c r a g Suddenly Burke Mill e r gre w t erribly excite d nic h e of the roc ky-wall ed cav e and waite d for t h e wil y r "By the God o f my fathe r s!., h e exc laim e d clutching Kit men to appear. Carson's arms, "there's that r e n e gad e, Gro ss, out the re!" Slo wly and cautiously the r e d skins ad va nc ed. "Eh? What? G ro ss, did y ou say ?" keenly to the right and left, a nd finall y turne d "Yes-that big fellow out the r e with a patc h of brown beard the spring. on his c h i n That's him t hou g h h e i s pllinte d up like a Piute The n it was that the three white s spra ng out upon the warrior." like thubderbolts. The savages n e v e r s aw them till the Kit glare d a t the r e n ega d e for full five minute s and then said: Y e s you a r e right. That's Gros s Do you se e him, Mundy'-that fellow with the chin b eard?" Yes," r e pli e d Mund y "Well, be ca r e ful a nd don t hurt him. We want to take him alive if i t takes u s fiv e years to do it." All right-I won t t e t c h im,'" said Mundy. Burke gaz e d a t the r e n e g a d e until his e y e s blazed and his nostrils dilated. His whol e frame quivered with suppressed rage, as he gazed upon t h e r e l entless murderer of his parents. As the scouts did not r eturn their fire the Irfdians grew bolder by degree s, a nd came neare r to the entrance of the c ave. The prof ound s il e n ce within greatly puzzled them. They knew not what to make of it. knives had severed their jugulars. Only one made a nol s and that was not heard beyond the mouth of the cavern. Dow they sank at the feet of their slayers, and in two or three min utes their spirits were on their way through spac e towa r the happy hunting-ground of their theology. Those outside saw that the light had been sudd enly extin guished and waited breathlessly to hear from the m. A half hour passed and then a feeling of uneasine s s bega to take possession of the.ir minds. S everal of them came clo s to the entrance and leaned forward in listening attitudes. Then it was that Kit knocked on e of them down with th severed head of one of the slain warriors. A yell that echoed far and wid e through the fore s t f ol low ed. t The other two beads were thrown out. a nd their feature But they dared not attempt to entei the c av e The stout-w ere plainly rec ogniz e d by the excite d w aniors. est-hearted of them shrunk from it, and thus stood affairs Su c h wild dancing and yells as follow e d They w e r l when the sun w ent down and l eft the timbe r under a pall of roused to the wildest frenzy of desperation. On e of their ol o darkness. CH APTER VIII. T H E R E VE LATlOX Fl!Ollf THE CAYE. "Now w e have got to k e ep a good watc h through the night, said Kit, in a whi s p e r to Hank and Burke, as be saw the redskins building a fir e so t h e light would shine full on the mouth of the cave. warriors made a speech to the m and a dvo ca t ed t h e c lo s ine up of the mouth of the cave "No!" exclaimed Gross the r e n e gade. L e t' s pil e brusll against it and set it on fire. W e ca n roast and smoke 'em ou They are white men in there That Y ankee Hank Mundy i s one of them. This is his work. "Didn't know the cuss knowe d m e whispere d Hank, in side the cave We must not let 'em put brush there,'' said Kit. "What'll we do then?" Burke asked. "We'll have to shoot. "All right." "Waal, we can do th e t,'' said Hank, in an offhand way "Let 'em c ome with one armful, and then, with our pi s tol "Yes, I think w e ca n r emarke d Burke. 'But I'd like and Hank's rifle we can wipe out five of 'e m ." mighty w eil to g e t out there and a t them. They waited. "So would I pard,'" a nd -Hank ex t e nd e d his hand tow a rd S e ven of the m approac h e d the entrance with armsful o Burke. The young sco u t didn't take the hand. H e kne w fagots. something about its gras p and didn't ca r e t o shake it. Look! They're c omin g with torc h es whispered Burke, as he stob'd gazing out a t the sav a g es by the campfire Hank and Kit look e d and s aw four stalwart warriors advancing toward the mou t h of t h e cave, eac h with a blazing bunch of fagot s in h is h a nd I don't think the>y will dare to ente r ,,. qui etly r emarked Kit. He was right. Crac k! w ent Hank' s rifle. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The four pistols belch e d forth almost instant death a short and the>n the thre e white s dodg e d back out range of the enemy's fire. Five Indians Jay weltering in their blood in front of the They came up to within t e n or fifteen feet of the cav e, and cavern. then hurled their torches into it. Howls and savage imprecations burst from the other war-Their object wa s to g e t a light in there so they c ould see riors. They poured a volley into the cave but without doin what was to be seen there. But the three whites out of any harm to anyone. range, and in a f e w minutes the torc hes died out and dark-This sudden disaster had upset the redskins awfully. They ness once more reigned within. "That was a very good trick, whispered Kit, "but it didn't work. "No, not much, it didn't," said Hank. "Wbat'll ther varmints do next, eh?" "Wait and see." "Two are coming with tomahawks," said Burke, "and one behind them with a torch. were ,almost stunned by it. Five of their bravest warriors wiped out right before their eyes! Five more had lost their heads in the cave and yet none of them bad seen the terrible enemy within. "We must smoke 'em out!" cried Gross again. "Drop the brush down from above the cave!" The savages were still near the campfire in full view of the three scouts.

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. "Let's wipe out three more with our rifles!" 5uggested urke Miller "Yes," assented Kit. "Now!" gCrack! Crack! Crack! Three stahvart warriors fell forward-two of them into the re-and there was a scattering of the others. In another moment not another redskin was to be seen. hey had placed themselves quickly out of harm's way. Ha, ha, ha! chuckled Hank Mundy. "This is good!" A long silence followed. CHAPTER IX. SAVED BY A STORM. The revelation startled the Piute warriors. They had never dreamed that the youth they had kept for seven years to make a warrior of, would one day turn against them and in flict such a terrible blow as had been given. It looked like retribution, only the savages cou ld not understand that term. They have no conscience, h ence cannot comprehend retripu tlon. Remorse never troubl es a n Indian. There are a few The savages were busy concoting a plan hites. to dislodge the white Indians whose skin ought to be tanned a copper color, Suddenly Kit noticed a small shower of pebbles rolling own from above the mouth of the cave "Ah! They a re there!" he "They are going to rop brush down from there till they fill up the entrance. ell we'll see a.bout that." The fire now gave but a f.eeble light, so that the entrance o the cave was quite dark. Kit noticed that tact witb great atisfaction. on account of having similar charactenstics. The Piutes imm e diately proceeded to hold a council of war. But they got out of the way of the rifles in the cave before doing so. The renegade denounced the young scout in the severest terms, and declared his intention of destroying him in the same way he had destroyed the rest of his people. The Piut.es hailed him with grunts of satisfaction. May be we can get him to come out and surrender," he said. "We'll even 'promise to make him one of the big chiefs By and by a great armful of fagots came rattling down in of the tribe. he mouth of the cave. Kit very quietly picked it up and conveyed it to the inside. urke and Hank saw his motive at once and aided him, ounded though they were. There was a perfect rain of fagots for upwards of a.n hour; but, as fast as they came down the scouts removed them, so "Ugh!" grunted the Piutes, in admiration of such palefaced duplicity. "Let Red Hawk go and talk to him and tell him this," sug gested Gross. "Ugh!" grunted Red Hawk, me go-me great brave-no fraid of Little Hand." "' He went round to a point where he could be heard but not Hank chuckled all the time he was moving the fagots. He seen. The wily old rascal had a whol es ome fear of the young anticipated some fun when the redskins came round in front white. to set fire to them They would find none there, of course, and then they would have something to yell about a.gain. After awhile they ceased throwing down fagots. They concluded they had enough for their purpose, and came down to set fire to them. Some three or four threw armsful on the original fire in front of tqe cave. When it blazed up1 and showed them the entrance with not a single fagot before it, there was a general grunt of disgust, followed by a ye'u -of rage. The three whites enjoyed the situation hugely "Oh, ain't they mad though?" said Hank Mundy. "Mad all over," replied Kit. "Better speak to 'em, Burke, and let 'em know you are in here. Maybe that' ll make 'em try to rush in, and give us a chance to pick off a few more of 'em." "All right." said Burke. "I'll do it." .. and, going as near to the mouth of the cave as he dared to, he called out: "Hello, Gross you renegade!" The fiends!" gasped Gross, on hearing his name called. "Who are you?" "Little Hand-Burke Miller!" was the reply. "Ten thousand demons!" yelled the renegade "It's Little Hand, warriors!" "Ugh! Little Hand! No, no!" grunted the entire band. It was incredible; they couldn't relieve it. "Yes, It is," persisted Gross "I know his voice Little Hand! Little Hand!" he called. "I am here," responded Burke "What does this mean?" demanded Gross. "It means tbat I am after the blood of my father's murder ers. I have sworn their death. They shall die the death of dogs!" "Ugh! Little Hand big brave!" grunted an old warrior. "Boy no more. Ten Piute warriors dead. Ugh!" "Little Hand!" he called, Red Hawk speaks. If his ears are open he will hear Red Hawk's words. "I am listening, Red Ha wk," said Burke. "Talk as much as you please." "Little Hand is a great brave Red J/Iawk thought he was only a boy. Ten Piute warriors have fa.lien before him. If Little Hand will come forth the Piutes will make him their great chief, and he--" "You are a great liar. Red Hawk. Your tongue is crooked; your heart is crooked. I am red I love my peo pie, and am going to avenge the death of my father, mother and brothers. I have sworn it by the God of my people. Let Red Hawk beware. I am no longer a boy; I am a man! A thousand Piutes shall fall by my hands!" "Ugh!" grunted Red Hawk. "Little Hand heap big talk, Red Hawk find him some d'ay an' take him scalp!" Burke drew his pistol and ran out of the cave to the rock behind which Red Hawk was crouching. Dashing around the rock, he gave t.he old savage a shot in the side, and then flew back into the cave before the old rascal got a glimpse of him. Red Hawk uttered a death-whoop, and staggered away to ward his warriors. They heard the shot, saw the flash, and listened to the of the old warrior 'as he reeled to ward them. He came reeling like a drunken man, and two of the war riors received him in their arms and laid him on the grass. His death-song was heard down i.n the cave by the three brave whites. But they had no sympathy for him "Hush-sh!" cautioned Hank. "Someone is speaking." A warrior was counseling a r egular siege of the cave He said, while there was plenty of water in the cave, Little 'Hand could have but little to eat. If they would guard the cave for a week they would find him too weak to resist them. Grunts of approbation greeted the speech and then a pro longed silence followed

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KIT C'AnsoN'S LITTLE SCOUT. "We can get out without being seen whispered Kit Carknew just where he was when he struck the prairie. Th son, "if we wait till the guards become drowsy and oft' their vivid flashes of lightning aided him just enough for his pur usual alertness." Yes," added Hank, "thar ain't no trouble about thet. Injuns ain't no account for sentinels, they ain' t. They waited three hours and then had the of hearing the rolling of distant thunder. "A storm is coming up," said Kit. "That will help us out." "Yes said Burke. "The clouds are coming up heavy and dark, and the thunder comes nearer every minute. If we go out we will get a good drenching." "That wlll do us good said Kit. I am anxious to get Whirlwind back again, and would face a thousand storms to save him." "A good horse is worth a heap in these times, remarked Hank Mundy. A half hour passed, and then the storm burst upon the timber. It roared and shrieked through the forest e qual the din of a battlefield. pose. But Hank Mundy was of the opinion that they were in dan ger of missing their objective point. "Do yer know yer grip, pard?" he asked of Kit. "I do," was the sententious reply. "Good! Hold on to her. I'm with yer. "Kit Carson never loses his grip, remarked Burke Mille to the Yankee. "That's so, pard, I reckon," admitted Ha. nk. They marched on up the edge of the timber, their horse following cloi:;e behind them. The rain came down in tor rents, drenching them to the' skin. But they minded it no They were used to such experience out on the plains. Some three or four miles were passed, and then Kit halte and looked around him. It was so dark he could scarcely se his hand before his face. "Wait till the lightning flashes again," he said, "and the Now is our time," said Kit. Take your saddl e Burke, we can see exactly where we are. and follow me. Some three or four minutes later a flai:;h came, and Kit too They pi cked up their saddles and starte d out. The roar of in the situation. the rendered it unnecessary for them to cre e p or ste p softly. They marched boldly, and stepped quickly and in a few minutes were in the woods beyond the cave. A single flash of lightning at a certain time would have revealed their presence and precipitated an attack by the ages. But the flash did not come until they had gained the pro tection of the woods and then it only benefited the fugitives It enabled them to shape their course and make better head way. Of course they were drenched to the skin, but what cared they for that? They took the rain and sunshine as they came, and made no complaint of hard luck. When about a half mile away from the cave Kit Carson blew a shrill whistle on his fingers, a signal to Whirlwind. :we must wait here, he said till I know whether or not he hears me. If he does he will get to me or break his neck trying." Ten minutes passed and the n he blew another signal. "We tiave about a quarter of a mile to go y e t," he said "Come on. I know just where we are. They followed him with a blind faith They knew him and never doubted him. Just about the four1 h of a mile farthe r on they found them selves under several large trees. A flash of showed theip a thick forest growth on their left. "Come on," said Kit again. "The hut is just back here in the woods." They pushed on through the woods about one hundred yards, when Kit i:;uddenly halted. "Hold on, he said. There s somebody in the hut." Just in front o-f them were several horizontal streaks o light, showing that they came from between the logs of a hut. The three men stopped in the pouring rain and gazed at the streaks as if they were rays of light from the gates of Paradise. "Wait here till I see who is there," said Kit. "Won' t the redskins hear and come ? Burke a s ked. He advanced and peered through the crevices. "No . Nothing c an move them on such a night as this. Only four Indians-no! He saw a young white girl sitting Ten minutes passed again, and again Kit blew a louder near the fire, weeping as if her heart would break. and shriller blast on his fingers She seemed about eighteen or twenty y ears of age "Ah! I heard him!" exclaimed Burke. I heard him answer The redskins had capture d h e r somewhere and had reached you! Lord, what a horse he is! the timber when the storm cam e up The hut afforded theip Sure enough they heard him neigh away out in the timber, shelter, and they availed themselves of it. and then Kit whi s tled again to guide him corre ctly Another Only four muttered Kit to himself. "I could wipe them ten minutes passed, and then the noble animal came up and ou.t myself But I will tell Burke and Mundy, and will rubbed his head against his master. Three other horses had take a oond in rescuing her, too." followed him, Burke s gray a mong them. He went back to his two companions, and reported what "By George!" exclaimed Burke he has brought a horse he had seen in the hut. for you, Mundy!" "Much obliged to him," i:;aid Mundy, "but I ain't got no sad dle an' bridle." "Great gosh!" exclaimed Hank. "Let's kill 'em at once ," suggested Burke, full of honest in dignation. "That makes tio difference," said Kit; "none of us can ride "We'll have to kill ; em. of course said Kit. "But if we in this timber. We must go rqund to the head of the timbe r knock on the door they will be on their guard, and might to the old cabin under the hill. This rain will destroy our shoot one of us." trail-come." CHAPTER X. A BRAVE RESCUE. "If they are Piutes," said Burke, "I can make 'em open the door without any trouble. I know the Piute tongue all the way through." "They are Piutes, quietly remarked Kit. "Go and look at them. You may know who they are. Burke walked boldly up to the door of the hut and st;uck it with t.he butt of his rifle. The four Piutes inside instantly sprang to their feet Dark as it was, Kit Carson knew exactly where he was, "Who are you?" demanded old Black Dog, the Piute chief. for he had been through the timber several times before. He "Little Hand!" replied Burke, the Piute tongue.

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KIT CARSON'S "Ugh!" grunted the others, turning carelessly toward the "Little Hand all over wet like prairie grass." Black Dog opened the door and the three sprang inside. -nk cut the old rascal down with his bowie, and then the t were evenly matched. Two others were cut down juet as they were about to draw LITTLE SCOUT. "Thet's me, pard. I hate 'em like pizin, I do." "So do I, and I'll be the worst case of poison to them that ever was." "Thet' s me, too. I'm all pizen to 'em. Say, thet 'ere's a nice gal, eh?" "Yes, she seems to be. Her father is an old friend of Mr. ir tomahawks, and only one remained. He was facing Carson. "Ugh! Little Hand is a traitor," he said, glaring mth who covered him with his pistol. "So he is," and by that time they had again returned to at the the hut. "Am I a Piute?" Burke asked, indignantly. "How am I Jl,itor? I am on the warpath after the murderers of my tople. You were with Gross when my parents were captured. as a child then. I am a child no longer. I have killed Red wk to-night, and now your time has come!" Burke lowered his pistol and drew his bowie. The wily age seized the opportunity to spring upon him, but Burke s watching him. He was too late. Burke plunged his wie to the hilt in his breast, and he sank down on the floor the quivering agonies of death. "Oh I am free'." cried the young girl, clasping her hands in pasm of joy. "You are white men! You will save me!" "Yes, my dear young lady said Kit Carson. "You are e now, for we would lay down our lives, if necessary, to e you "Oh, heaven bless you!" exclaimed the young girl, and n, girl like, burst into a flood of tears. "Yes put in Hank. "They don't git yer no more, young y. Kit Carson is hyer, an' he-" "Kit Carson! Oh, are you Kit Carson!" almost shrieked girl, bounding toward Hank Mundy. Kit had rebuilt the fire, and now the blaze lighted up the old hut into something like cheerfulness. All three of them stopd before the fire, turning about until their clothes were perfectly dry. Then, as the storm continued, Hank Mundy o:fl'ered to stand guard while the others slept. "No use of that," said Kit, "for no Indian in the world would stir out on such a night as this. We can all take a nap if we want to." The: accordingly laid themselves down on the bare floor in front of the fire, and were soon asleep. Hank Mundy was the first to wake up. He opened the door, and found the stars just fading away in a cloudless sky. Day was dawning. Calling up Kit and Burke, he told them of the cessation of the storm, and the probability that Indians would soon be about. "I'll go out Tnd kill something for breakfast," said Kit, "whilst you and Burke build up the fire and keep a lookout for redskins." Shouldering his rifle, the old scout stalked out of the hut and took to the woods. "No, ma'am. Thet's him thar, and he pointed toward the In less than ten minutes his keen whip-like rifle-shot was ous soout. heard. They knew that he had either found game or an enThe girl sprang forward and threw her arms around Kit emy. rson's neck. "Oh, Mr. Carson," she cried. "You saved my father once, d now I owe you my life!" "I saved your father, miss!" exclaimed Kit, not a little onished. "Who is your father?" "Joe Milligan is my father, and 1--" Joe Milligan! My old friend! Are you little Bessie?" "Yes-my father wanted to move back again," said Bessie, nd we all started. Last night I wandered just a little way m the camp and the Indians seized and carried me away. how glad I am that you came here." Kit then introduced Hank and Burke to Bessie. He gave He appeared with a large, fat turkey, which Hank Mundy, though still sore from his wound, proceeded to divest of its feathers. While the breakfast was cooking Kit Carson was out in the woods near the hut guarding against the approach of red skins. He waited there till Hank came out to relieve him after eating breakfast, when he went in to eat his share. "Now, Bessie," he said to the young girl, after finishing the turkey, "we must get back to your father, for they will all be very much troubled about you." "Oh, I know mother is almost crazy," said Bessie, her filling with tears. r a short history of young Miller's life among the Piutes and "Well, we'll start right away. Do you know just where horrible fate of his parents. She gave her hand to him, your party was when you were captured?" ing: "Yes. We were camping on Wolf Creek." "I sympathize ever so much with you. It's a terrible thing "Ah! I know the very spot, then! Burke, you must let her lose father, mother and brothers at one blow." have your horse. I will bring him back with me." "Yes, terrible indeed," he said, in low sad tones "but,"and "Of course-I would give my life for her if needed," and eyes flashed fire as he spoke, "my vengeance will be as his earnest words caused Bessie to suddenly turn and look rible." him in the face. His eyes met hers, and a blush suffused her CHAPTER XI. BESSIE MILLIGAN. Whilst Kit Carson and Bessie Milligan were talking, Hank undy and Burke Miller removed the four dead Indians from e hut, carrying them about one hundred yards out into the ods, where they dumped them in a pile. "The wolves can hhve a feast now remarked Hank, as the t one was thrown down. .. Yes," replied Burke. "I am only 'sorry there are not more r them to eat." sun-browned cheeks. "I thank you ever so much," she murmured. He made no reply, but turned away, took up his saddle, which had thoroughly dried before the fire, and went out in search of his horse. "Bessie," said Kit, "he is the bravest man I ever knew." "I knew that from what I saw him do last night," she re plied. "I am so sorry for him. He looks so sad and sorrow ful." "All his people have been murdere'd by the Piutes, and I suppose he will die warring against that tribe." "I can't blame him for that, though it's perfectly awful." The two horses were soon ready. Kit told Burke and Hank to remain in timber, somewhere in the neighborhood of

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KIT C ARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. the hut, till he returned. They promised to wait there for I Then he ordered them to gather fagots again, .and th him, and then shook hands with Bessie. them down from the top, as they had done the night bef Kit then mounted and then both rode away out on the Burning with a desire to wreak vengeance on the yo1 prairie, leaving Burke and Hank in possession of the little log paleface who had slain Red Hawk, the Piutes hastened t hut. the business of the renegade The y scoured the woods aro W e ca n now li e down and rest as long as we please said for a quarter of a mile in searc h of fagots. Armful after a Burke to the Yankee ful was brought and cast down b e for e the entranc e of As long as them red skinned skunks '11 Jet u s yer mean," c ave But each savage took particular pain s t o keep ou remarke d Hank. range of the rifles the y supposed were still In there The ''Th ey won t bother us here at any rate." steadily gre w until.the entire entrance was filled. The n t Dunno Yer ca n t bet on Injuns an' win much young uttered wild whoop s o f triumph and danc e d like so many pard. niac s, for jo y "Th ey a r e t o o busy watching tha t c ave I gu es s thinking Gross was d e ligh te d we are s till in there to e ver think of coming up here. Taking a torc h from the fir e whi c h they had kept burn 'But them ain t all the red skins in the world pard. An-under s om e fa ll e n tre e s he ran down to the pil e of fagots othe f band might come along hyer, an' s c alp u s ef we laid kindl e d a fir e under it. down to sleep ter onct." Being wet, th ey bru e d v e r y s lowly-tant a li z ingly s o You may b e right. You l a y down and I 'll keep w a t c h till if there i s o ne virt u e in the s a va g e it i s that o f p a ti e nc e noon . "No-not mu c h y ou won't. It' s my time to watc h pard s o lay down, say ye r prayers, an' sleep like a baby ... Burke wen t ov e r in a corne r of the hut and laid down on the bare floor. He was v ery mu c h exhausted and s oon dropp e d into a s ound sl e ep from whi c h he did not awake until late in the afternoon He was astonished at the length of his nap "Why did you let m e sleep s o J o ng ?" he aiffted of Hank. You needed it, pard, said the Yankee "But it isn't fair to--" "Jes' so pard; it's m y f ault, but I a in t going ter make no fuss about it." When night cam e ou Burk e in s i s t e d on s t anding guard, s aying he felt but little iu c onv e ni e n c e from his wound, and would rather do guard duty than no t. Hank Mund y finall y c on sente d a11d. laid down to get the sleep he so mu c h ne e ded. How long h e s l e p t h e knew n o t but when he awoke be found himself in the gras p of half a dozen Indian warriors. CFlAPTER XII always has t h e p a tience to wait !or hi s turn a t s om e kin d d eviftry. So i n this i n stanc e h e sat a nd watc h e d th e fa burn, how e v e r s low a nd saw the s mok e a s ce nd with as m satisfaction a s a hungry man inhales th e d elighttul odor his dinner whil e c ooking The da y w a n e d a nd the w e t fagot s s till burned. Th e y c o see that the ca. v e w a s c ompl e t e l y fill e d with smoke. That within were s uffocated they h a d not the s h a dow of a do At las t the fire burned down a nd the du s ky fiend s were eage rness to ente r and explore the c ave. Bu t it was yet full of the s moke to permit them to do s o Two hours l a with flaming torc hes the y ente red a nd pro cee d e d to searc T he fir s t thing tha t m et th eir gaz e was the s p e c t ac l e of five h e adl es s bodi es of the Piutes tha t h a d entere d whe w a s occupied. Tha t s igh t onl y enrage d t h e m the more. next things t h ey f ound w e r e the ve ni s on hams Kit brought in b e for e the e n e m y him. Those they quickl y seize d and d evoure d But t)l e sea went on. Eve ry nook and corne r was searc h e d but noth of the m yste riou s d e f e nd e r s wa s found Grunts of di sgust wer e heard on all s ide s a nd Gross be t o s wear again. He ordered a second searc h with a 1 re s ult. "Piutes, .. h e exclaimed "they slipp e d out li k e c owar HANK A CAPTIVE. c oyotes last night, When the storm was raging. Let us now go back to the c ave wh i ch our heroes vacate d A howl of rage went up from the fiend s The y ran ab during a thunder-storm. the deserted cave and looked h e r e a nd th e re, yelling The Piutes, vigilant as the y w e re, did not know the whites \ s creeching like a lot of wild maniacs had slipped away from them. The y were not to blame for i Bamboozled 011twit:ed the band h e ld a_ g eneral c that. Such darkness as prevailed at the time no human eye I mg pow-wow The ram had the trau_ of the could pi e rce. faces and now they knew not which way to go m pursm When the blinding fiash of lightning c ame the scouts were 1 them. safely screened under the for est trees.. We mu s t divid e c ri e d Gro ss to t he warriors, when U Thinking their game still h e mmed up i n the cave the ca.me outside of the c ave "and go in search of them.
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owled through the woods for over two hundred yards crawied across the floor, to prevent being seen und the hut, to make sure that no enemy lurlred about. them. Just as he left the cabin for the third time, and when he As he crawled he felt one of the heavy planks of the floor 'l s back in the woods, Gross and his band of savages came give under him in a peculiar wi/o/. The planks had been and saw the light within. Peering through the crevices, hewn, not sawed, and the movement at once attracted his ey saw Hank Mundy lying asleep in a co_rner, and the door attention. fastened. They walked in and seized him. "Hello!" exclaimed Hank, as he found himself in their grip, ith no chance of escape. ugh! Paleface sleep like heap big fool!" remarked one the redskins. "That's a fac', redskin," said Hank, looking around in arch of Burke. i "Who are you?" Gross asked. 1 Mundy looked hard at him and answered: He inserted his fingers in the crevice and pulled at tbe plank. He found it could be moved, and at once resolved to explore the place underneath, as he suspected the plank was left unpegged for a purpose. It was the work of but a minute or two for him to displace the plank and get uncler tbe floor. He found a space of about three feet between the floor and the ground. Crawling half towards the foundation of the chimney, he came across a large flat rock. "A white man. What are you? "Never mind what I am," was the curt reply. u doing here?'.' "Hello!" he mentally exclaimed as he felt the dimensions "What are I of the rock. "This means something," and he commenced to pull at the rock. "I was sleeping. I reckon." Were you all alone? Gross asked again. At first he could not move it. He tried again with all his might. "Guess I was. Leastwise I didn't see anyone else around It moved a few inches. hen I was asleep," was the evasive reply. He could then get his fingers under it. That him a They were not sure of anyone else being about, and so they better show, and again he pried at it. epared to resume their march around. the timber. Just then It moved again. urke came forward, and, hearing voices in the hut, proceeded "Ah! There's a hole here!" he mentally exclaimed. examine the situation. He dared not even whisper to himself lest the red fiends To his surprise he found the hut full of Indians an.d Hank outside should hear him. prisoner in their midst. Of course he jumped quickly back .But he put all his strength to it, and moved tl..te stone to the bushes and contented himself in watching t)le proaside, revealing a hole large enough for an ordinary-sized edings. He recognized his bitterest foe, Gross, in the hut, man to go through. d could have shot him down and escaped under cover of He went. down feet foremost, and found a rude ftight or rkne'ss. But he did not desire to kill him that way. He had steps under him. Of course he followed the steps, still clingpresentiment that he would yet get him in his power and ing to his rifle. The air of the place close, but he had eak a terrible vengeance on him. been in worse places, and he made up his mind that this was He waited patiently in the woods till the redskins left with made as a refuge in times of danger by someone who had e'fr prisoner, and then he resolved to follow and do his ut-once occupied the cottage. ost to rescu e the Yankee. The howls of the redskins, as they pounded furiously on But before doing so he passed the door of the hut and the door of the hut without, now reached his ears. oked in. A fierce yell behind him forced him to spring in'Howl away! he muttered to himself; won't open, but e and close the heavy door. A moment later the yells of a will close another door .. of savages outside told him that he was entrapped and He tugged at the stairs and went up through the hole again, at escape was impossible. where he turned the rude plank down in its place. 'Then he went back into the hole and drew the heavy rock over it so as to render it solid in its old place. CHAPTER XIII. BURKE MILLERS WOXDERFUL DISCOVERY. "Ah! I am safe now!" he said. "I can't even hear their yells. They can't find me here. It will puzzle them beyond anything they ever met with to know what becam e of me How I wish I had a light, that I might explore this piace and see just what it is." Burke had been completely surprised. He had no inten-He stalked about in the intense darkness till he struck his on of entering the hut, or allowing himself to be seen by any knee against a rude bench. In feeling of it he found i t some the redskins. In fact, he desired, above all things, to keep four feet Jong by one wide. s presence thereabouts a profound secret from them. He somebody has occupied this place a long time ago," he ew he could then have a far better chance fo work for the said, "and I wish I had a light so I could see something of it. rscue of the Yankee if he was not suspected of so doing. I am sure of one ttJ_ing, that those red devils get at me But now here he was, completely hemmed in-cornered, as here. I could defend the entrance against a hundred of them. were-with no avenue of escape that he could see. I wonder if there's any provisions in this place, in case of a "This is awful!" he exclaimed to himself, in an undertone. siege like this?" here's no telling how many are out there. Hang it, I He sat down on the bench and gave way to a train of gb.t to be shot for a fool! That demon of a renegade will thought. His whole past life as far back as he could remem ve me in his power to punish and torture to his heart's con-ber passed before him. He remembered the last glimpse he nt. But he shan't have .that pleasure. I won't be taken had of his parents as he was led away by the Indians-leav1 ive!" and then, as if in a fit of desperation, he ran to the ing them bound to a tree. Then his life among the Piutes replace and stamped out every spark of the fire } there. rendered his thoughts bitter in the extreme. How terrible it They can't see my movements now he muttered, and I had been to him! Amid all these sad reflections the sweet ill have a chance to pick off some of them before they can face of Bessie Milligan crept in and out, with smiles and ten eak in the door. der glances that at times made forget the more bitter 1 The light out, Burke got down on his hands and knees and experience of the past.

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' t' f KIT CARSON'S tITTLE SCOUT. train of thought he had laid himself down at full length on the rude bench, and soon he was soundly sleeping. Hour after hour passed, and still he slept. He dreamed of his early boyhood befdre his young life had been blighted by the terrible calamity that had shadow ed it. How long he slept he knew not; but, moving in his sleep, he fell from the bench to the ground. The sudden waking made him believe that he had been attacked, and in a flash he was on his feet again, striking right and left in the dark with his bowie. But a minute or so of profound silence convinced him that he was alone. He drew a long breath of relief. He then commenced feeling around the place, in hope of finding something that would amuse or serve to pass the time away. After going halfway around the place, he suddenly struck his foot against something that caused him to stoop and examine it with his hands. "My God!" he exclaimed, suddenly rising erect again, "it's a human skeleton!" He stood there several minutes in that intense darkness, like one in a dream, imagining all the dismal, horrible things his active brain could conceive of. He counted the gold and silver coin, and found several dred dollars-nearly a thousand in all. "Who is the heir to this? n he asked aloud, looking ar the place. "It falls to me in the absence of anyone el claim it. I wonder if there is any more concealed about,t search further and see what I can find." He spent an hour or two looking around. He found a number of things that had evidently been stored awa the owner, but of which he could find but little use for. 1 Suddenly he found himself very hungry. "I must have been in here 11 long time to be so hungry," he said. "There's nothing to eat in here." He was very hungry indeed. The search of the plac vealed nothing whatever that he could eat. "I'll raise that stone just a little bit," he said, "and It The Indians may have gone away by this time. There' harm in looking to see, anyway." He to ascend the stafrs, or rude steps dug in earth, to the stone. As he did so, he thought he felt an usual heat above his head. Reaching up he touched the s with his hand. He jerked it away as though dodging the of a wolf. "It's a dead man," he muttered, after a silence of several "Great heavens!" he exclaimed, "I understand it all I mi:qutes, "and can do me no harm. But what does it mean? That renegade set the cabin on fire, and thinks he has b How came it here? He must have died here, and the secret me to a cinder! That accounts for the stone being so of this retreat died him. Oh, if I only had a light! H I've got to wait here till it cools before I can get out. I could get two pieces of wood I could rub them till I got a won't burn always. I'll get out after awhile. But who w light. Ah! I know what I will do. I will burn some wet thought it? Gross will be astonished when he sees powder on the end of the bench and look around. That will again, and I'll give him a scare that he will never get Q give me a slight glimpse of the place." How I wish I could disguise myself so he would not know He commenced feeling around again for the bench, but till I wanted him to." failed to find it immediately. The failure was much to his He sat there on the bench and waited. How long the ht advantage, however, for he came in contact with some dry seemed. They passed slowly, and the gnawings of hm l?rass and several flints. told him that time was passing. But he was used to hun Taking a handful of the grass and laying it on the table, or, heat, cpld and fatigue, and waited patiently for the ston rather, the bt!!'nch, he commenced striking the flints together. cool so he could raise it and pass out into the world agail The sparks dropped down into the dry grass and blazed up "I may as well go to sleep again," he said to himself immediately. l;l.e felt a feeling of drowsiness creeping over him ag The first thing that caught his eye as he glanced around "Time will hang less heavily on my hands, and I won't the place was a rude stone dish of bears' grease, with a lot the pangs of hunger so much. The stone may be cold by of wick curled in it. time I wake up." "Ah! That's ttJ.e lamp that was used to light this place." He adjusted his coonskin cap under his head and laid d He seized a handful of the burning straw and held it to the on the bench and soon fell asleep. wick. It caught the blaze, and in a moment the place was How long he slept he knew not. He awoke, however, f well lighted. ing hungry enough to eat a wolf without bread or sauce. "Thank heaven the darkness is gone!" he exclaimed, He ran up the steps and placed his hand against the j greatly relieved, dropping down on the bench as if to rest tom of the stone. himself. "Oh, it's only just a little warm," he said, "and that sb He glanced around the subterranean abode, and was amazed the fire has about died out. I 'll raise it, anyhow, and at what he saw. what comes of it." Stretched at full length on the ground floor lay a human skeleton. The bones were' picked clean and white by the ants, and the clot_hes the man once wore were but dust alongside. Resting on the pegs driven into the earth wall was. a long rifle, rusty and useless; also a brace of old flint lock pistols, a hunting-knife and powder-horn. CHAPTER XIV. BURNED TO THE GROUND. Burke looked into everything he saw in the hope of finding something that would throw some light on the mysterious man who had occupied the place before him. But while he found a quantity of gold and silver coin, both of Spanish and Mexican coinage, he failed to find any writing that could enlighten him. He got up close under the stone and placed his right sht der against it. In that position he had a good use of strength. Pushing upward, he raised one end of the sto and the next instant he was blinded by a shower of ashes tl fell in on him. He couldn't see a wink. He was forced drop the stone back into its place and put both hands to eyes. "I am blinded!" he groaned, rubbing his eyes, "and the1 no water down here." He staggered to the bench and sat down. Tears came iJ his eyes in sufficient quantity to wash out the ashes, and a few minutes he was able to see again. "Fool that I am,'' he said, "I ought to have known th was a bank of ashes up there. I might have been blinded I good, and never been able to get out of this place." He rubbed the ashes off as well as he could. and U essayed to raise the stone again. This time he closed his eJ tightly, and raised the stone high enough to let the ent

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KIT CARSON'S bank of ashes that lay piled about it to fall in a heap around his feet. The cloud of dust that arose almost strangled him, but he stood it bravely, and in a couple of minutes more ventured to open his eyes and look around him. He found himself in the midst of a heap of ashes. Nothing but ashes Temained of the hut. "Ah! it was a narrow escape," he said. "That Tenegade thinks he has destroyed me, and has gone away satisfied. I wonder what has become of Hank Mundy? They may have burnt him in the hut. They are capable of doing anything as bad as that. It's now late in the afternoon. It must be the second day, judging from the way I feel. I was never so hungry in all my life. I'll get my rifle and get out. I must have something to eat. I can't stand it any longer." He drew back, after pushing the stone aside, got his rifle, crawled up through the hole, and then placed the stone back over it. Then he kicked ashes about to conceal evidence of it LITTLE SCOUT. "Hank Mundy is with that band, muttered Bu,,vher: stood in the edge of the timber and gazed out over the' l expanse of prairie. "But hbw am I going to follow on foowlthe prairie," I could dodge about in the timber and get aw-s from half a hundred, but on the prairie a half dozen couh ride me down and make short work of me I'll go back by the cave again and see if some of their horses are not still in the woods. We killed about a dozeb braves, and each of them had a pony. Some of them may have escaped in the storm that night, and if so they are wandering about eating grass and resting. If so, I can catch one and manage to use him." He started once more into the depth of the timber, and made his way toward the cave where he had been hemmed in by the Piutes. It was nearly sunset when he reached the spot. Everything was quiei:. The Indians had buried their dead in their own peculiar way, and therefore no inconvenience remained on account of dead bodies. having been moved. He found nothing in the cave, and so did not long remain "Now for something to eat," he mutte red, looking around there. Horses were what he was in search of, and so he in every direction in seanh. of gam_e. again took to the woods. Seeing nothing about, he struck out into the woods, and But he was destined to a disappointment that evening, for, soon found \ a turkey hen leading the flock about in quest of whilst he struck the trail of a horse that was evidently wan food. The young were almost half-grown, large enough for dering about at will, it soon grew too dark for him to follow one of them to afford him a bountiful repast. He shot one of it. That he might be able to follow it up at daylight, he laid them, and the others took wing and flew away. down and slept on the trail. The report of his gun echoed through the woods, and he That was a wise thing on his part, for when he awoke at thought, for a moment or two. that he had done wrong in daylight, he was enabled to pursue the trail. Killing a rabbit shooting. But he soon thought no more of it, and went to and stopping to cook and eat it occupied two hours of time. work building a fire to cook the young turkey. He had to eat, of course, to keep up his strength, for he didn't It was the most delicious meal he ever ate. Possibly it know at what time he would be required to put forth all his seemed so because he was so hungry. A good appetite will strength in a death struggle with one of the hated Piutes. see a royal banquet in the homeli.est fare, so Burke Miller, Resuming the trail, he followed it for miles, as the pony when his turkey was but half broiled on the coals, thought it had wandered about in a zigzag sort of way, cropping grass the sweetest morsel that ever passed his lips. here and there. The meal finished, Burke returned to the site of the old hut Suddenly he heard voices, and quickly concealed himself and looked around him. in a clump of bushes. "Kit Carson must have returned yesterday," he said to Scarcely had he hidden himself than two Apache warriors himself "and if he did he is following up the Piutes in search came along leading a young Indian maiden, whose hands of Hank and me. I'll leave my money where I found it and were tied together. She was evidently a prisoner, for she go in search of him." looked sad and weary. Her eyes showed that she had been CHAPTER XV. BURKE TRAILS A PONY AND CATCHES AN APACHE BEAUTY. Shouldering his rifle, Burke started otT through the timber in search of the trail of the Piutes, hoping either to run across them or Kit Carson. He was satisfied that the great scout; if he suspected that he was alive, would ieave no stone unturned to find him. "He wouldn t go back on any honest white man," said Burke, as he trudged along through the woods. "If he has come back and found the cabin in ashes he will think we are captured and will follow up the Piutes to rescue us. That's just what he would do, and I am going to follow them right to their homes again, even if I lose my scalp for it." Having fully made up his mind, he pushed southward along the skirts of the timber. He knew that if they had left the timber they would be likely to leave on that side. The trail of such a body of Indians could not be concealed in the grass, and no attempt would be made to hide it. Mile after mile was passed, and at last he struck a trail. weeping She was a beautiful girl, as Indian beauty goes, and did not appear to be over sixteen Of seventeen years old. "She must be an Apache, too," said Burke to himself, as he gazed after them, "for she doesn't look much like a Piute, though she may be. I wonder what they are going to do with her? I'll pop over those two bucks, and find ?ut all about them." He quickly followed them up, and senta bullet through the brain of one. The other sprang behind a tree and stood on the defensive. Burke was concealed in a clump of bushes, where the Apache couldn't exactly locate him. Burke saw his advantage, and quickly reloaded his rifle. The Apache peered round from behind the tree, trying to locate his enemy. Crackr Burke sent a bullet through his head, and then stepped out of the bushes and approached the Indian girl. She had been utterly indifferent up to that moment. But the moment her' eyes rested on the youthful figure of the young scout her whole face lit up with interest. She looked beyond him, ex pecting to see others come forth from the thicket. "Young paleface great brave," she remarked, on seeing that he was alone. "Where other palefaces?" "There are no others," he said. "I am alone. Who were It was the trail of a band of mounted Indians. He knew they those warriors?" were Indians because Indians never have their ponies shod, "Apache warriors. Big chiefs," she replied. as the whites do. "Wbat were they doing here?"

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Kl'l' LIT'I'LE SCOU'l'. Steal her in the derlc "Who is Mauna?,. "Me Mauna-great chief, Red Wolf, my father." "You are Apache too, then? Yes m e Apach e." "Do you want to go back to your home? "Ugh yes. Mauna's heart is sad. She did not love Big Foot and did not "".,ant to be his wife Ugh! Big Foot dead now .. "You are free as the wind Mauna, said Burke, cutting the eords that bound her nut-brown hands. A great light of joy tlashed in her great black eyes as she looked into hi s face. "The young palefa ce warrior is a great brave," she said. "His enemies fly befor e him. They fall before his rifle. His name will be great when he grows older. Mauna is far away from her p eo ple She cannot find her way bac:k alone. She will stay with the young palefa c e brave. She will cook his meals and--" No-no-thllt cannot b e," said Burke, shaking his head. "I a m warring against the Piutes, and may be killed at any moment. You must go back to your people. I will take you back to your father, Mauna." Mauna. will not forget the young paleface warrior. She will sing of him to the Apache maidens and will remember CHAPTER XVI. IX TUE C. \.YE OXCE MORE. arr1 hi avE B u Burke trudged along through the forest as fast as his bt ,re ness would allow His bu s in ess was to look for the trail .. another horse. With anothe r Indian pony he would h\m been willing to set out at on ce to escort the Apache maiden H her home. m She's an Indian," he muttere d to himse lf as h e made I way through the woods; "but a girl for all that. I can t the heart to desert her and leave h e r to make her way ba alone Ah! llere;s another trail-two-three horses tbpl time! Do you see that, Mauna?" .. Yes, me see trail, three horses," she r e plied looking do16tl nd at the trail. "Warriors on horses too! He led the way on the trail of the three horses, whi c h 11s him back in the direction of the cavern where he had hi such a terrible experience only a few days before up Mauna followed as noiselessly as she c ould, being on ti S back of the Indian pony. At last they came in sight of the cave. At the same tin Burke beheld a little, thin wreath of smoke just b ey ond (O He stopped and looked first at the smoke and then at Maunh his voice, which is music in h e r ears." "Warriors there," she whispered. l Burke look e d at her in no little admiration, !or she was a "Stay here, said Burke, motioning to her. s pl endid looking brown b eauty. Had his mind not been im-He then went forward, keeping w e ll in the bu s hes. an7il pressed by the beauty of Bessie Milligan he might have con-tried to get a glimpse .of the owners of the fire that made tho eluded, Indian though she was to let her remain and cook hi s smoke. As he approac hed h e saw three Indian pon i e s standiu0"V meals But that c ould not be. His mission was one of ven-near the fire, and a moment later h e caught a glimpse o gean ce, and h e had mad e an oath h e dared not violate three stalwart Piute w a rriors. They were sitting near the fi11i see that trail!, Manna h e said, pointing to the horse trail I cooking a couple of rabbits for suppe r It was now grow in h e was following. I am following thp.t to get the horse. Can twilight, and Burke saw that something must lJe done at on c U you walk far?" He went back to Mauna and said: h' Yes, Mauna can walk and n eve r get tired. "Can you shoot a rifle? .. Mauna is the daughter of a great chief. She knows how ''There's tvree Piute warriors the r e of them?" Yes-Ma una shoot Piute." Will you shoot ot to use a rifle. " Come on, then," and h e a ssisted her to the ground fron "Then take Big Foot's gun, there. You might have n ee d of the back of the pony. it before we reach your father's lodge She seemed somewhat surprise d at hi s politeness towan She sprang forward and picked up the rifle and ac coutre-her. Indians never show any consideration toward ments. Burke saw at a glan ce that she knew how to handle women. the w e apon. She followed him round to a poin t where t h ey could get 1 .. You'll make a great brave, he remarked, smiling. It pleased her. A bright smile ov erspread her face. good view of the three warriors as they sat by the fire ..You shoot the big fellow on that rock over there, .. h11 M auna is ready ," she s aid. whispered to her. 'C ome on then. We will follow this trail," and h e led the She nodded her head way farther into the woods. She followed in his footsteps "All right." without uttering a word He would turn and speak to her Both raise d their rifles and took deliberate aim. occasionally, so kindly that s he never failed t o smile a nd s how Burke had no sympathy whatever for Piutes. He regarded her appreciation. them as human wol ves that ought to be killed on sight. He Two hours later they came up with the stray pony He had sworn eternal vengean ce to the tribe, and now he was was very gentle, a nd was easily caught. simply keeping his oath. "That's good so far, said Burke, "but we want another. I Crack! one. Mauna must have a pony, too." Crack! 'Mauna can walk-all Indian maidens walk." The two rifles exploded almost as one pi ece, and two sav Yes I know that. But I am not an Indian. -White men I iages rolled over on the ground, whilst a third sprang to his walk and let their maidens ride. Mauna shall ride too." I feet and glared around iri the directio n whence came the There w as a lariat around the pony's ne c k Burke fashshots. ioned it into a bridle To prevent his escape to the wood s, Burke drew his pistol, Now c om e here, Mauna," he said. took a deliberate aim, and fired She ca me up to his side. The bullet struck him in the right eye and entered his He took her in his arms and seated her on the pony's back, brain. He staggered back and fell in the agonies of d eath. saying:. I "That settles them!" cried Burke, delighted at the nerve You are tired-follow me now, and without waiting to, and coolness of the Apache maiden. \ "Mauna, you are a great hear more from her, darted off into the woods again, leaving brave!" and he threw his arms around her n eck and kissed her to follow him as best she could. I her.

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. "Mauna will go on the warpath with the young paleface land. They must all go to the happy hunting-ground," where arrior," she said. "He take her away from Big Foot. Sile palefaces no come. his. She no like Big Foot. Heap like young paleface Burke was astonished at her volubility as well as knowlave. edge of the history of her people He had spent seven years Burke made no reply, but stepped forward and secured the among the Piutes, and had often heard their old medicine bu ree poni es. He wanted to make sure of them. men talk in the same strain. This was the first time, hbw til Look out for the rabbits," he remarked to her, as she ever, he had seen an Indian maiden posted in the traditions ha me up to the fire. "I will secure these guns." of her tribe. 3n He took them and carried them into the cave, where he He shook hands with h e r and led her out of the cave again. them in a secure place. Then he returned to the fire The rabbits were done brown, and Mauna had laid them on piece or clean bark which she had pulled from a fallen tree. 'Ah! 'l hey smell good, he said. "I've got a splendid ap-0 etite. Here, Mauna, you take that one. I'll eat this one, ma be seated himself on the log and commenced cutting up 1 is rabbit. h "Why don't you sit down, Mauna?" he asked, "and eat your upper? I know you must be hungry." She glared at him as if in the greatest amazement. Shall Mauna eat with the great warrior?" she asked. ''Yes, Mauna My people give the place of honor to their i omen. They work for their women, and love them so much n hat they never speak cross to them. She opened wide her eyes and said: .. The young warrior is wise. His people are wise. They n ill live when the red men have all passed away. Mauna is orry she is not a paleface, for then the young warrior would Out by the fire again he explained to her that they must put the horses In the cave and s leep there with them, If they wanted to find them in the morning. They then proce e ded to run the animals in. CHAPTER XVII. HUN1'ING THI!: PlUTES. The ponies secured, Burke selec ted a ni c h e in the cave for Mauna to sleep in, where she would be in no danger of l)eing trampled on. by them. The n h e laid down in another ni che near the entrance. Before doing s o however, h e stretched a cord across the mouth of the cavern and tied it to a finger of his Jett hand. Anyone entering would naturally run against the string, and thus awake him. Feeling sure that he would thus be on guard, a s well as fa11t asleep, the young scout gave way to a train of though 1 ave her ." that carried him back to the home of bis early childhood. H o Burke made i:io reply, but motioned her to eat, and fell to lay there thinking, thinking for hours, and then dropped off to r imself She followed his example, feeling so highly honored sleep. n i being allowed to eat with him that she ate as much as he When he awoke _he found Mauna standing by his s ide, gazid. The two rabbits did not make much of a show, except In ing earnestly into his face. he way or picked bones, after the meal was ended. .. The young warrior s l eeps well,. she said as his eyes met "That was a good supper, Mauna," said Burke, when be hers. ad finished. H eap good," she replied. "If we had some water, now, I would !eel better." ''Yes-water do heap good .. "Ye's, I slept well, h e said, rising up a nd kissing her. Hi s demonstration fill e d her with inexpressibl e joy; she danced like a little child, saying: "Mauna's heart is glad. "There's a fine spring In the cave. Let' s go and get Sollie." Burke looked around in the dim light of the cave and saw "Where cave?" she asked. that everything was right. The poni es were there, and no Come with me, and I will show you intruders bad shown up during t h e night. He took a torch from the fire and led the way to the cave. "We must hitve some breakfast, Mauna," he remarked. Mauna walked by his side and entered the place with him. "W:ait here till l get s om ethi11g, a nd taking his rifte, b e They went to the spring and drank copiously of the clear, started out of the cave into the open air. The morning was cold water. bright and clear. Heap good water," she remarked. after drinking. Thinking he would find game more readily by following "Yes-good water," and then Burke told her o! his recent the stream that came from the spring in the cave, be made idventure In the cave with Kit Carson and Hank Mundy. At' his way in 'that direction. He soon demonstrated the wisdom the mention o! Kit Carson's name she looked around quickly 1 of the movement, for he had not gone two hundred yards ere and exclaimed : he sighted two lal'ge fat bucks. He quickly aimed and fired You see him?' "Who?" at one-the nearest. The beautiful animal sprang several feet in the air and fell to the earth in the agonies of death-shot "Carson-great warrior. All red mans tear him." through the heart. "Yes-he is my friend." "That's venison steak for a week," said Burke, starting to She looked scared for a moment, and then murmured: go forward and bleed the carcass. Him great brave-kill all red man11." Crack! Mauna ," said Burke, turning to the maiden, "Kit Carson A rifte-shot back at the cave startled him. never troubles the red man until the red man does wrong. "Great heavens!,. he exclaimed. "The cave is attacked! The Indian makes war on white people, and Kit Carson goes That shot may have killed the girl! on the warpath to punish them. If the red men will let the' He quickly reloaded his rifte so as to be ready for any whites alone, the whites will not trouble them." emergency. Then he commenced creeping through the woods "White men drive all red mans toward the setting sun, toward the cave again. said she, a loo k of sadness coming <>r her face Once the When near enough to command a view of the spot he was red man owned all the land to where "" sun rises out of the surprised at seeing Mauna standing over the dead carcass o( great waters. The palefaces came and drove them away to; a buck, which she had shot. ward the setting sun. They are poor, and have no more good That was the shot that had s o startled him. That

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. might not know how much he had been about it [ "We will follow this trail," he said to Mauna, leading o he crept back to the deer he had slain, and proceeded to cut across the prairie. off the ii.ams. The Apache maiden followed along behind him in 1rofouJ!u "She is a brave girl," he muttered to himself "and may silence till some ten or twelve miles were passed. way ll be of great service to me in a scrimmage, for she can handle the distance on their left, was another strip of timb Abo a rifle like an old hunter." it a thin bluish column of smoke could be seen. Bu : ke, ho-, Taking the two hams on his shoulders he returned to the ever, did not see it till Mauna called his attention to it. ThY: cave. he looked at it for a minute or two. Yl "Oh, Mauna has killed one!" she cried, with childish glee, "Mauna's eyes are as keen as they are beautiful!" he sai1u: soon as sh.e caught sight of him. I' She can see afar off like the eagle." "Mauna is a great brave," he said. "We shall have meat Following the direction of the smoke, they soon came tll enough now." the heaviest part of the woods, where their progress wl "Yes-'Ile cure it good," she replied', taking his knife and necessarily slow. They pushed on steadily, however, and cutting off several slices to broil for breakfast. little while before sunset came to a small village of Piutef Burke built up a fire, and then she arranged the steaks on There were about twenty lodges in a clearing, on the spits in such a way as to cook them evenly and deliciously. bank of a large creek. h She was a splendid cook in Indian style, and soon had the From a thicket on the edge of the clearing they could steaks done. l Burke enjoyed the breakfast very much, talking and laughing with the dusky maiden. who assured him that she was in no hurry to get back to her people. "Where the young white warrior goes, Mauna will go, too. She hunt, and shoot, and kill his enemies. She will cook his meals." "I am afraid you could not stand it, Mauna," said he, shaking his head "Mauna heap strong-no 'fraid warriors-shoot like brave and stay with white warrior. Burke did not like to tell her she could not stay "with him d thus render her miserable He liked her company too ell for that. He thought it best however to let her remain until he got a chance to either send or take her to her peo ple. "We must go over to the Piute country to look for my pard," he said to her. "I think they have got him, and I want to help him out. "Me know. Me go-me cure meat for long run," she said, and then she commenced cutting up the four venison hams and drying the strips before the fire, which she made larger and hotter for the purpose that there Wt;)re but a few warriors in the village. "I've never seen this village before," whispered Burke his companion. "We will wait till the stars come out all\_. then go in and see how many warriors are there." d She nodded assent, and then they both waited for the a111 proach of darkness ere making another move. CHAPTER XVIII. I RESCUED IN THE DABK. They did not have long to wait. The dense forest al{ around them spread a somber shadow of night over the village even before the stars peeped out. A few dusky rchildren, naked as when they were born played around some of the lodges, and a buck was seen mak ing love to one of the village maidens. But there was eve indication that the warriors were absent, either on the hunt1 or warpath. A few old men, and perhaps two or three youn bucks, might be at home. When it grew dark, Burke Miller resolved to steal in amon Burke watched her, and was surprised at She had the whole four hams cured by noon her dexterity greatly to his the lodges and see what he could find out. He knew the Ian guage well, and could understand every word he c ould hear astonishment. "Hanged if she isn't a useful hand in camp," he muttered to himself, as he watched her work. "It was a good thing for me that I shot her abductors. I guess I will have to keep her along with us when Hank and Kit Carson join us again. Mr. Carsbn may object. If he does I'll take her to her people, if she will go." When the meat was all cured, she took deersldn thongs and tied the strips into small bales, each being incased in a covering of dry grass, which protected them from the sun and insects. Then she tied the bales together so they would hang over the ponies' backs either before or behind the rider. "Mauna is wi se,'" he said, by way of praise of her work. "Her husband will call her his brave squaw." "Me no have r ed man for husband," she replied, with an emphasis that told him that she had a will of her own. He brought the ponies out of the cave and selected two of the best. The others he to turn loose to graze in wild freedom. Strapping the bales of cured venison on the two ponies, he seated Mauna on one and then mounted the other. "Now come on, he said to her, leading off in a northwest direction. She followed without asking any questions, and in a couple of hours they struck the outskirts of the timber. He followed the edge of the prairie till he struck the place where he had seen the Piute trail the day before. Mauna was told to remain where she was till he came back, and she said she would. The night grew very dark, for soon after the stars came out black clouds came up and obscured them. Burke liked it all the better, and wa.s soon among the, lodges. The women fearing rain, had called their children in '; and now everything was quiet. There was a light in every lodge, and numerous crevices enabled the young scout to observe everything that was going on inside of them. He passed from one lodge to another, and found but few old men in them. In one, however, he heard voices of men Peeping through a crevice he was staggered at seeing five Piute warriors sit ting around smoking their pipes and a prisoner lying on the ground between them, bound hands and feet, and tied to stakes driven in the earth. Going around to another crevice, he peered through at the face of the prisoner. "Hank Mundy!" he gasped almost loud enough to be heard' by the five painted warriors. Hank alone heard the words, and quickly tutned his eyes in the direction whence they came. Burke stared and listened. He could hear every word that was said. From what he heard, he inferred that they were only wait

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE-SCOUT. it============-=-= --=---=----__ ___ -__ I foi; the Teturn of a large war n the prisoner at the stake. party, when they would But it was too dark for the warriors to pursue. urke turned and made his way back to the had left Mauna. He fourid her all right. I They made no attempt to do so, but contented themselves place where with yelling defiance at the prisoner and his unknown res"My friend is there a prisoner? he whispered to her. "He great brave. We must kill the five warriors and take him y." "Ye&-the paleface warrior must not die." Just then the rain began to fall in huge drops. "Now is the best time; come on She followed him back into the village, and peered into the cuers. CHAPTER XIX. A WOMAN AT THE BOTTOM OF IT. ges with him. Dark as it was, Hank Mundy knew the way back to w'here When they reached the lodge in which Hank was a prisBurke Miller and the Indian girl awaited him. r, they found that three of the warriors were preparing to All right, Mundy?" Burke asked. to other lodges where their wives were. "Yes, I run ag in one of ther cusses an had ter cut him Burke heard them talking about it and quietly waited for open." m to go, which theY. did in a few minutes, leaving two of "Why didn t you cut liis throat and stop his noise? ir number on guard. Two were enough, when it was "The yaller skunk was so doubled up I didn't know which own how well the prisoner was bound down to stakes end his head was on," was the reply. ven into the ground. "Come away before they find us out, said Burke, leading s soon as they were gone, Burke drew his bowie and the way in the woods. de a noise at the door of the lodge so as to attract the at-It was so dark that it was impossible for them to see each tlon of one of the guards, as though one of the others other. It was only by slow traveling and keeping within nted to see him. sound of each other that they managed to keep together. ure enough one of them arose and stepped outside in the Fortunately Burke took a direct route toward the prairie, n. Before he could utter a word Burke drew his sharp and after three hours' hard work they reached it. ie a c ross his throat with such force as to almost sever By gum!" exclaimed Hank, as he found himself in the head from his shoulders. wet grass of the prairie, "we are in luck, my boy!" e staggered forward and fell to the earth without a groan. "How?" Burke asked. o lose no more time, Burke stepped into the lodge to dis"We've struck ther prairie, pard." e of the remaining guard. The Piute, thinking he was his rade returning, did not even look up. wish! is head was almost severed by the blow of the bowie. "Have we?" "Yes don't yer see?" "No. I don t see anything." "Eyes no good to-night," remarked Mauna. "All rain, no By gum, pard!" exclaimed Hank, "yer done thet han' some, stars. did! "Right, by gum!" ejaculated Hank. "It's so dark I can 'Come, giet up; quick!" whispered Burke, cutting the feel it. ngs that bound him to the stakes. "Mundy," Burke asked, "do you know where Kit Carson e was so stiff that Burke had to him to his feet. is?" 'Arm yourself and come with me," said the young scout. "No, but he's in this timber, or was yesterday." e must get away from here at once." "The thunder you say!" 'All right Mauna," Burke whispered to the Apache maiden, "Yes, he was following us when a party of warriors went me away now. he followed him and Hank to the edge of the woods. re she was introduced to Hank in the dark. undy declared be could catch a pony from those belongto the warriors in the village, and proceeded to do so. ke and the girl agreed to wait for him where they were he returned. after him. I hain't hearn of 'im since." "Then we will stay here till morning!" said Burke. "What! In all this rain?' "Yes, where can we find shelter from it?" Hank thought a moment. "But ther gal?" he said "She can t stand it:" "Me stay, me like rain, said Mauna hey waited for ten minutes, not knowing in the dark just "Pa.rd said Burke. "Mauna is a great warrior. She can ere he had gone. Pretty soon they heard a disturbance shoot and kill equal to the best warrior, white or black or red, ong tile horses on their left. They listened for some five in all the land." nutes more and then were startled by a fierce yell from a "Is that so, pard ?" te warrior. "Yes. She killed a Piute warrior yesterday, and a fine deer Consarn yer yaller picter!" they heard Hank Mundy ex-this morning. She is a great brave." 1 m, that an' eat it!" and then they heard a blow and Mauna heard every word, as Burke intended she should, all on the ground of something that sounded very much and was highly gratified for, like a true daughter of Eve, she e a human body dropping heavily. was very susceptible to flattery. hey dared not leave their place for fear Hank would miss Burke knew that, and he wanted to encourage her under m. So they remained. the discouragjng circumstances in which they were placed. In a few minutes other wild yells escaped from the few "Let's go back under. the trees then," suggested Hank. rriors in the village. "Yes, the rain won't strike us so hard there," and all three rush was made to see if the prisoner was safe. moved back under the twd or three large trees that stood just Of course the discovery made theTe caused the wildest kind on the edge of the timber. a hubbub. "Why, it doesn t rain any hyer! Hank, as he The welkin rang with. fierce yells. The women added their stepped under a large tree. Ill voices to the general din, and in another minute or two "Only a drop now and then," said Burke. "The leaves must quiet village was a perfect pandemonium of sounds. be large and plentiful ov:erhead. We are lucky indeed."

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. / Lucky an' hungry," said Hank. "I am hungry enough to "O!f, yer she-cat!" he cried giving her a blow with my pony's tail. clenched fist that knocked her senseless to the earth. L "Plenty meat," sententiously remarked Mauna, promptly "Mundy! Mauna!" cried Burke to both feeling abou removing a four-pound strip of the cured venison ham she the dark, for he could not see either. 1 had prepared at the cave from the pack on her pony and hand-"Kill ther red-skinned cat! hissed Mundy beside hi ing it to him It was so dark that she had to press in against with anger. "She has stabbed me twice!" him for him to take it. "What's this?" he asked. "Meat," she answered. He seized it and carried it to his nose. "Where are you, Mauna? Burke asked. At that moment he touched her with his foot over her, he found her still and silent on the ground. "Hank Mundy!" he d emanded, in firm tone s. '"What "Venison, by gum!" he exclaimed, drawing his knife and you done to her? She lies h e re on the ground. proceeding to reduce the size and weight of the piece she had "She flew at me an' cut me; I knocked her down with given him. He ate heartily, saying: fist. Cut her throat, or she'll cut yours some day. " By gum! This is ther sw eetest meat I ever ate! "Hank Mundy you nearly crushed her hand in that vmJ "Mauna cured it yesterday at the cave," said Burke "She ought ter be a white gal, by gum! Sich meat curin' would get her a husband anywhar. "Me kill de&, too," said the simple-hearted of the Apaches. "Bully gal!" ejaculated the Yankee scout, with his mouth full of meat, at which Burke went almost into convulsions. But the darkness prevented his desperate efforts to conceal his laughter from Mauna from being seen by her. When he had finished eating, he handed about half the ous grip of yours, and she res e nted it. Go your w ay. I nothing more to do with you. The man who will teas woman, insult her, and then treat her as you have treated t poor girl, cannot be a friend of mine Hank Mundy was dumfounded with amazement. the young scout .had twice helped to rescue certain death, and did not wish to part with him. "I-I didn't mean to hurt yer, pard ," he s aid me, an'--" He Ii him f11 "She, "She ought to have. cut your throat," said Burke. chunk back to the Indian girl, saying: my risked her lifeto save yours, and this is what she gets for I don't like Indians any more than you do, but I don t m "Thaukee, Mauna. My heart is heap much glad, and belly is full May yer allers hev more'n yer kin eat, an' as war on young Indian girls," and he turned to the prost Too much eat, too much girl again and tried to arouse her. many lovers as yer kin Jove. "Ugh! Paleface heap big talk. talk." Good for you, Mauna! said Burke, laughing. "He feels happy now. He is a great warrior, though, and knows how to fight." "Heap talk too, said she, an idea having entered her mind that he was disposed to make fun of her. Yes, heap talk, heap eat, heap fight, an' heap love the gals, remarked Hank. "Heap big fool, too .. quietly observed Mauna "That' s so. Mauna has a wise head. Great Medicine." '.'Mauna shoot paleface fool!" angrily retorted the girl, quickly snapping her rifle at him. Fortunately the rain had wet the powder, or the Yankee scout's career would have ended then anq there. Burke heard the lock snap, and sprang toward her, grasp. Ing her rifle and wrenching it from her. "Great God Mauna!" he would you shoot my friend?" ''Dern the wench!" growled Hank, when he learned she had tried to shoot him. "Who'd a thought she'd shoot?" "Mauna heap mad!" she said to Burke. "Mauna must not get mad," and Burke put his arms around her and ki-ssed her in a manner to make her very amiable again. He is your friend and mine. He will fight for you-a great brave Shake hands with him now. Shake, Mundy." Hank shook hands with her to please Burke. He didn't care a snap about the girl, for her sex could not excuse the fact with him that she was an Indian. He hated all Indians. He had been captured by them a half dozen times; three times w:as he saved from death at the stake when the fagots had been piled up around him. But that unfortunate grip of his again got him into trou ble He squeezed her hand till the joints cracked A cry of pain escaped her, and the next moment with her left hand, she plunged a scalping-knife into his right shoulder. "Darnation!" he excltaimed, leaping back. "She's stabbed me!,. "Him mash Mauna's hand! Mauna kill paleface fool!" and she flew at him like a tigress and cut him again. CHAPTER XX. BURKE' S !STRA N GE DISCOVERY. In a few minutes the AP,ilCha maiden recov e red conscio ness. A few drops of rain spattering her face caused her open her eyes and groan Burke could not see her, but could hear. "Poor Mauna! said he, bending forward and patting face. "I am sorry for you. It shall not happen again." "Mauna-will-kill paleface-bad mans," she said betw -her groans. "I can't blame you, replied Burke. "Mauna will shoot um." Hank Mundy heard her words, and concluded it was for to go away. "I'll leave yer, pard, he said. I with the gal." "Go to the cave," said Burke; "kill s evernl deer, dry t! meat, and wait there till Kit CaTson and I c ome You ll safer there than anywhere else." l gun, mounting ti 11 "All right," said Hank, shouldering his pony, and starting off over the prairie. "I'm glad he is gone," muttered the little s cout. I treated her meanly. I don't blame her for cutting him. Mauna soon got on her feet again, and talked with Burl till daybreak revealed their position. The y found themse!? in the edge of the timber where they were liable to be stA by any strolling band of redskins. Luckily for them the heavy rain had obliterated their trfl. But the sun rose in a cloudless sky, and the savages would out after game. I "We must get back into the woods, Mauna he said to f#e maiden. "We rr.ay br seen here. )d "Yes, go back in woods, Piute no find there." s Her eyes were blackened under the long s ilken Jasm' l

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l KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOU'l'. 23 sed. by the powerful blow Hank Mundy had given her. ever saw. Here's a big cave running away back under that was far from beautiful then, but Burke had sympathy for rock and hiH which I had noticed. As it isn't very close in and was more than ever resolved to see her safe back here there must be some kind of an opening somewhere. I! I ong her people again. had on my clothes I would look for it. I would feel safer H hey ate heartily of the cured venison and then led their l had some kind of a weapon with me, too." ies into the heart of the timber. Burke had made up liis He went as far in as he dared to go naked and unarmed, d to stop a few days in that timber, because Hank Mundy and found a smooth, sandy floor as if a stream once flowed told him that Kit Carson was somewhere in it. To get over it into the lake beyond. h the old scout once more and report all that had happened He became excited and concluded to go back and repo;t to Im was an all absorbing desire of Burke Miller. He dearly Mauna what he bad found. Then, with his on and his ed the daring old scout, who he believed, bore a charmed trusty bowie in his hand, he would explore the cavern to its furthest limit. auna grew more cheerful when she found that Hank Crawling upon the rock, he quickly dressed himself and ndy had gone away for good. She would have shot him on hastened to inform the Indian girl of his discovery. ht: hey went inward about a mile, and took up quarters on banks of the large creek that flowed past the village where y found Mundy a prisoner. 'l'he stream was now a rushtorrent, swollen by the heavy rainfall the night before. 11 it was not out of its banks, except in some places. r little below where they stopped, the. creek widened out a small lake nearly a hundred yards wide by some three four hundred Jong. n one side of this lake a shelving rock projected out into water. The water was quite deep in front of the rock, rdlng a splendid place to either fish or bathe. hen Btrrke first saw this little Jake It. was considerably lien. He was not able to fully appreciate its many beau-as he was when the waters subsided. I wonder the village was not built near this lake," he said himself a do'len times that day. "Here they could catch all fish they need; could row and bathe, and have beautiful nery. There must be some legend that inf:lue!f.ces them inst it. I hope they won't come about here to-day or to row, as I want to rest and wait for Kit Carson." e selected a very ,dense thicket to remain concealed in ing the day. 'Don't shoot anything unless in self-defense, Maun a," he CHAPTER XXL THE PJUTES RISE UP ANO CAST OUT THE RENEGADE. The little scout found the Apache maiden where he had left her-in the thicket. She had not moved from the spot where she seated lierself before he left her. "Manna, he said. I have found a strange and wonderful cave under that rock that shelves out \nto the water down there on the other side She looked up at him in quiet surprise, and waited for him to say more. He did say more, explaining to her everything he had seen under the rock. She grew deeply interested and wanted to go down and explore the cave with him. They C'Ould both go if she was not afraid of the water. "Would you take the dive with me?'" he asked. "Yes, me go where you go," was the reply "All right-come on, then," and he led the way down toward the lake. She went along like an eager child, ready to go wherever he dared to lead. Having their powder in powder-horns, they were not afraid to the girl, .. for it may betray our presence here. of its being injured by the water. He explained to her how f c6urse she was entirely willing to obey him in every-the rock shelved and how they were to get under it. g. .They could get along forever without quarreling. he creek had returned to its banks and was now as clear crystal again. Burke was exceedingly anxious to bathe the lake. He accordingly told Mauna to remain where she in the thicket, whilst he went down to the lake for a m ''I will go in first," he said, "and then come out after you. Hold my rifle and wait here for me. She took his rifle and pistols to keep till he returned. He kept his powie and then prepared to make the plunge. In a moment he was out of sight and under the rock. He Came Up a ll right in the cave and climbed upon the r course she consented, and he went off down to the shelv-rock The sun was shining bright and clear. He stripped sandy beach, where he shook himself like a dog just out of the water. Then he drew his trusty knife and went forward. plunged in The water was cool and pleasant, and the determined to make one more search for an outlet to this did him great good. wonderful cave .., fter swimming about some ten minutes or so, he started raw! out on the rock again. He found that the rock went ut a foot down in the water and ended in a sort of shelf. Going about one hundred yards, he suddenly saw a little glimmer of light ahead. He pressed forwarcl and found where ding Ol'I to the edge, he ran his feet under it as far as he I a natural entrance to ld reach, and, to bis astonishment, discovered that bis feet cottonwood tree which e out of the water beneath the rock. of rock. the cave had been closed by a huge had grown up between the two walls 'Why, that's strange!" he said. I can't understand it," "Well, well!" be exclaimed. "That beats anything I ever Lr he kicked up both feet under there to make sure he had saw. One can get in and out only by climbing that tree some l de no mistake. twenty feet or more. I'm good at climbing. The rock y ure enough he found it as he first discovered. walls aided him in his efforts and in another minute or two 'Hanged if I don't dive under there and see what it is he was out on the rock above the crevice. drawing his feet out, he went under head first and came Looking around, he got his bearings and then made his way under the rock in a sort of cave-like place. The roof was I toward the lake again. He had gone about two hundred yards Y a foot or two above the water, .but rose higher as it re-under the rock, which seemed to be an immense shell. ed from the water. The sunlight on the water outside As he came down toward the lake, Mauna heard his foot duced a somber twilight in the cave, which enabled him steps. Thinking an enemy was approaching, she sprang to ee some distance around him. I her feet, cocked a rifle and prepared to shoot. By all the stars!" he exclaimed, "this beats anything I "Hold on, Mauna!" he cried.

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KIT CARSON S LITTLE SCOUT. She knew his voice, and looked at him in dumfounded I It was more than Piute superstition could sta nd. amazement. They called a council of the warriors the n a n d ther) "I found another way for you to go in, Maun a," he said the whole matte r was di sc us sed. 'Nle c h ie f s decl a r e d "so you will not have to take the div e Come on. the Gr eat Spirit had sent Little H and b a ck to torment' .. Young paleface heap wis e," she remarke d gi v i n g him hi s for Gro ss' crime and tha t unles s they go t r id of the ir w e apons and then following him to the t r ee fac e d ally, they would b e b ea t e n b y their e n emi e s a nd A Come on down this tree," Burke said as he preced e d her would forever escape them. in the venture. She followed him promptly a nd in another Gross was amazed. minute they were walking together over the s mooth s and y 1 H e couldn't understand how it was with Burke H e th floor of the cavern towards the lake. I him burnt to ashes and now had just see n h im g o unde The noonday sun shone on the water with such forc e as to i water as if that wa s hi s home. But h e saw how thP P reflect light enough for one to see nearly the entire leng t h o.j' were drifting. Their supe r s ti ti ou s fears w ere ge tting :he the cave. of them. He could make no d e f e n se, for the r e a s o n tlu Mauna was delighted at the security the place offer e d a nd c ould not explain the my s t e ry Burke was of the opinion that it was a safe refug e for the m "Ugh! grunted the warriors. "Gro ss h ea p brav
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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. 25 I make it a rule never to trust a redskin. If they at"Yes-we are gaining," he said "But that doesn't matter. t to interfere with us we must shoot them down before They never give up as long as their game is in sight. Keep know what's up. Just watch me, and when I wink at up with me, and keep cool. Don't get excited." draw both pistols and let two redskins know what the "Oh! I'll never get excited or uneasy as long as you are hter of an old scout can do I will take care of the other with me." Can you do that, Bessie?" "I am glad to hear that. We'll soon be in the timber, where Yes, sir, I think I can," she replied. we can't go so fast." All right then. Don't get excited in the least." "Why go into tM timber then?" hey rode along over the level prairie till they met up "Because I want to shake them off If we push straight the five Indians. ahead for your father's camp, we'll lead those red devils right How?" exclaimed one of them-the Indian salutation. there, too, and a hard fight will follow. I don t wish to do How do?" replied Kit. that." Where going?" You are right, Mr. Carson." East," "'as the reply. "I am giad you think so. Here we are in the edge of the Ugh! grunted the leader. "Go with Injun-heap better." timber. Just keep right along behind me now, and we'll get I prefer to go my way," said Kit. "I don t know you." through all right. Look out now, that the limbs don't drag Me big chief," said the redskin, giving a leering glance you off your horse." essie. They both plunged into the timber, and were lost to the So am I," was Kit's quiet reply. sight.of their pursuers. Ugh! Heap big lie!" n Indian reached forward and seized the reins of Bessie's e. She looked round at Kit. He gave the signal, and quickly drew their pistols. CHAPTER XXIII. KIT RESTORES BESSIE TO HER PARENTS. rack! Bessie Milligan was a brave girl, and had unlimited faith he shots were quick as lightning, all inside of four or five in the grand old scout who was leading the way. She plunged nds Four redskins reeled in their saddles. Three tum-into the thicket and bravely followed close behind his horse to the ground a f ew moments later, and the fourth sometimes lying fiat on her horse's neck to avoid being raked ged his horse's neck as though it was his only support. by the limbs of the trees. he fifth Indian was dazed by the calamity that had over-The Indians gained the timber only a quarter of a mile n his comrades. He looked at Bessie as if he considered behind them. Bessie could plainly hear their yells behind something more than human, and grunted: her, but she never once let her fears trouble her. gh! Paleface maiden kill Injun. lnjun heap big fool!" It began to grow dark. with that he turned away and rode like the wind. The sun had sank below the horizon, and the stars began to rit would not fire at him. He preferred to let him get peep out. y and tell his companions in crime what a palefaced girl "Keep close behind me," said Kit. "It will soon be too done. dark for them to follow our trail, and then we will be all right. Bessie," he said, grasping her hand, "you did that like an Are you tired?" veteran. I never saw anyone so cool in my life. If I was "No, sir. I could ride all night." i ngle man, and younger than I am, I would make you my "Come on, then." e, or kill every man you smiled on." In another hour it was dark; so much so that Kit had to essie laughed dismount and lead her horse, to prevent her from becoming Why Mr. Carson!" she exclaimed. "I had to do it, you separated from him in the bushes. w; and you to la me not to get excited and I didn't." "Ah! here's the prairie again Now we are safe. We can Of course you didn't. You were as cool as Burke Miller go straight ahead. They cannotll follow our trail in this da!ktld hav e been." ness. !Oh, Mr Carson! There's another band of Indians-a He mounted Whirlwind again and started at full speed n or more of them!" across the prairie. it looked around on his left, and found a band of Apaches Bessie kept close behind him, and heard no more from the ing at full speed toward him. They were still some three pursuers. but that mattered little to men on horses. The stars enabled Kit to keep on in the right direction, Yes," he said, "we' ll have to run for it, Bessie Fortu-and ere midnight he came in sight of the timber that skirted ely we not urged our horses any to-day. Are you a the creek on which her father's camp was pitched. rider? "There's the creek, Bess," he said; "we'll soon be there." Oh, yes. I can ride as well as anybody," she replied She urged her horse forward till he was neck-and-neck with Then we'll make for yonder timber. sun is only an. Whirlwind. r high. We can dodge them in the timber, and as soon as They entered the timber and forded the creek. dark we'll continue on our way." I The camp was some above them, and so they pushed oth urged their horses forward, and they dashed away in on up stream, going more leisurely now that their pursuers style. A wild yell burst from the redskins, and then t_he were left far behind. suit commenced in dead earnest. At last they came in sight of the campfire. ut Kit and his fair companion gained steadily every minOh, Mr. Carson!" exclaimed Bessie, "we are leaving them behind! 'Just look!" e did look. "There they are!" she cried. "Yes-that's the camp," Kit Carson said. "But we must be careful, or we'll get a bullet from someone. They are in no humor for any redskin to be prowling around them. 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l\I'I' CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. Kit then gave a signal. asleep. My poor little scout! If that renegade gets y e Several men were on guard. Some were rolled in blankets his power again your days will be numbered. I'll huntl s on the ground near the fire. I up, though, and see if I am in time to render you a ser w One of the men, a tough-looking man, about years of He dismounted and searched around for a trail of the is. age, standing near the fire turned briskly around on hearing skins. But it was now too dark for him to follow it, i e the signal, and motioned to the others to be silent. though he should find it. He therefore concluded to spend Bt Kit repeated the signal. night there and take a new start at daybreak. I t "That's Kit Carson, or I've lost my memory! .. exclaimed The next morning he found the trail, for the redskins f t the man. "I'll know more in another minute," and then he on ponies, and followed them to the timber where Burke Tll gave an answering signal. Mauna had gone on the same errand. He found a large Ji.he Kit promptly replied. of Piutes, with Hank Mundy as a prisoner in their midst.YO "Kit Carson!" yelled the old man, darting forward. ''My They were too strong for him to attack, so he was fI nity to rescue Hank Mundy from their clutches. By sc means the renegade ascertained that Kit was in the tim t her in charge of her captors and rescued her. But when he and instantly resolved to either kill or capture him. told how she had shot down two Apache warriors with her Hank overheard his instructions to the warriors, and krl own hands they all declared her a heroine of the true type. then that Kit was on their trail. Such was his confidencell Joe Milligan sat up all night before the fire talking with the great scout that he was perfectly easy in his mind as his old pard. Those two brave men had been in peril to-the result. I gether so ofte n that they were like brothers in their affection The renegade took all but five warriors with him and w for each other. on Kit's trail. They pushed him so hard that h e was c When morning came there was a happy reunion around the pelled to leave the timber and cut across the prairie tow;'! c ampfire. All were together again. Joe Milligan had returned the cavern timber several miles away. 3 from a search for his daughter only a couple of hours before It was during that pursuit, on a stormy night, that Bull he heard Kit's signal. and l\llauna succeeded in rescuing Hank, and escaping in ei "Kit, old pard, said Joe, "you must stay with us a few dark with him. days. ';We are going to move leisurely across the prairie, and Of the quarrel between Hank and Mauna, and of the lawr want you to go with us. attempt to kill him, the reader already knows. Hank r "Can't do it, Joe," said Kit. "I left my little scout and them and made his way over the prairie to the cave, ther{ Hank Mundy wounded in that old hut in the upper end of await the coming of Burke, a s soon as he c ould g e t rid of the cavern timber. I must go ba c k to him and take his horse Indian girl. I promised him I would do so and you know what a promise Hank reached the cave about sunrise, tired, and is with me." to the skin. He went in. and was at hearing the "Yes, yes. I know enough not to say any more about it, miliar voice of Kit Carson cry out: pard." Hello Mundy! How did you get aw a y? .. After eating a hearty breakfast Kit Carson bade good by "Kit Carson, by gum!" exclaimed Hanle S c ulp me e to his friends, mounted his gallant steed and rode away to 1 ain't glad ter see yer, pard! .. return to Burke Mill e r and Hank Mundy They grasped hands like two fri ends who had just esca On the way back he fell in with the same party of Apaches a terrible peril. that pursued Bessie and he the day before. Of course they "How did you get away, Mundy?" Kit eagerly asked. gave pursuit, and of course Whirlwind showed them his heiels "The little scout done it," was the reply. and left them far b e hind. In less than four hours he was out "Thank God! He's alive then?" of sight, and the redskins wondered what kind of horse the "Yes-very lively, too paleface rode "Where is he?", It was near sunset when he reaqjled the timber in which "I left him an' his pard in th er timber over thar at he had left the little scout the day before. He turned and night. made his way to the upper end, where stood the long-deserted old hut. "His pard Who is his pard?" "A Injun girl-as cantankerous a wench a s ever slun When he approached the spot the odor of smoke was very kittle." dist,inct. A minute or two later he saw the smoldering embers Kii was astonished. of the hut. "What does it mean?" he asked. "My God!" he exclaimed, as he gazed at the heap of embers "Some Apaches was a runnin' away with her an' he wi and ashes. "They are either killed or captured. They must 'em out. She sticks to 'im like tar, an' fights like an have been surrounded last night, probably while they were'. hunter agin the Piutes. Do yer see them cuts. pard? ..

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I J KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT, 1'7 Yes," replied Kit, looking at two flesh -that. ( thi .ng I ever saw The Piutes are terribly excited. They are bled so freely that he was more than half covered with gore. 1 holding a council. One of them is speaking. Sorry I can't Waal, now, thet 'eTe gal done that; she s a screamer, get near enough to hear what is said ." she is." He waited and watched. H e then explained to Kit how it came about and why he The renegade is speaking now, he said, after awhile. l eft Burke in the timber. The Piutes grunt and shake their heads Good Lord! they I told him yer was in ther timber an he swore he'd stay have seized him and are going to throw him into the lake! thar till he found yer." There! In he goes! By my soul, he has gon e down just as .. Then I'll go back at once," said Kit. He may get caught Burke did! by the band that was after me. You stay here if you can, and Dumfounded with astonishm ent, Kit Ca r s on remained in l e t your wounds h e al. If you b e a way b ac:k in the farther end his place of con cealment until the Piutes w ent away which of the c ave, the redskins will n e ver find you even if you see a they did as soon as they s aw th a t Gro s s did not rise to the hundred come in They generally sta y about the spring and surface again. t h e e n trance. You have provisions e nough for a day or two Then he went to the spot and looked c arefully around. He have y ou not?", examined the rock, went to the edge of the water and looked .. No ; only enough for one day,., wa s the reply. back up toward the top of the rock. 'l'aking up a large rotk, "Then I'll see if I get you a c ouple of venison hams," weighing at least half a hundred pounds he let it fall at his a nd the great scout took his rifl e and w ent out into the woods. feet. A hollow sound very different from that which would A h a lf hour late r Hank heard th e keen whip-like. c rack of have come from a solid rock, was the result. hi s rifl e down the branc h that ran from the cave. Another He chuckled audibly. half hour passed, and Hank b e g a n to wond e r what had hap p e n e d to d etain him s o long. At l a st, however, h e saw him c oming, loaded down with a huge bearskin and a c ouple of large b ear hams .. Here's a w arm bed for you to sleep on Hank," said Kit, dropping the skin a t his f eet and here's meat en ough to last y ou a m o n t h Go to work and c ure it. H e re' s a huge pile of f a got s in s id e h e r e Make a fire and c ure the meat. I'll broil a s t ea k for breakfas t and then be off.,. r H e built a fire and h a stily broil e d a steak for his breakfast. 1 H a nk broil e d se v e r a l more for him to take along with him, h a d the m r ea d y by the time h e was about to start. S haking h a nd s with H ank, Kit sprang into the saddl e and et out in th e direction of the timb e r, whenc e the renegade L iun! hi s Piutes h a d
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28 KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. "He's drowning!" exclaimed Burke, denly relaxed. as the struggles sud1 "Yes, hard and fast!" I "Well, that's good-better than I expected. saw the "Him drown-yes," remarked Mauna. "Piute no good swim Piutes throw bim in after you. I understood your trick at I once, for I knew you were not the one to drown yourself In. -heap big fool." A sudden impulse seized Burke He resolved to capture that way. So I waited till they left, and then came after the Indian, restore him to consciousness, get information out you." of him, and then kill him. He sprang into the water, seized the man, and dragged out on the beach. 'Great heaven! he gasped, "it's Gross himself I can re store him! He isn't dead yet!" and he instantly went to work rolling him on his stomach. "We must save him, Mauna! We CHAPTER XXVI. THE RENEGADE SEES HIS FATE. must save him! Here, help me this way!" Burke was overjoyed at having Kit Carson with him. Above "Yes, Mauna help! and they both laid hold, rolling him all men In the world he was the one he most loved and re about till large quantities of water came out of his mouth spected. But at this moment he most needed his services and nostrils. advice. Then he groaned and moved his arms and legs. "I am so glad you came, Mr. Carson," he said, as the great "Thank God he's, not drowned! ejaculated Burke. Get scout came upon the sandy beach and let the water drip from me those deerskin thongs, Mauna, that are tied around the his buckskin suit. "Where are your gun and horse?" meat in the grass bales. "My gun is lying up on the rock there." Mauna sprang up and ran to the spot where she had laid "Me go get it!" said Mauna, quite eagerly, springing u the bundles of meat which Burke had thrown down into the and running toward the mouth of the cave. She climbed u cave through the entrance by the cottonwood tree To re-the cottonwood tree with th!! nimbleness of the squirrel, an move the thongs that bound then! together and hurry back ran over the crest of the rock toward the lake. to the young scout was the work of but a few moments. "WhoJs that girl, Burke?'" Kit asked Burke took them and proceeded to tie the hands of the un"The daughter of an Apache chief. Two warriors were conscious man in such a manner as to render escape impossl-carrying her away. I wiped them out-three days ago-an ble Th6n he tied his ankles together in a similar manner. she has been with me ever since. She's as brave as a "Now I have got you, you renegad e!" he exclaimed, dropWill shoot a Piute as quickly as you or I would. Her nam ping down on the sand near the rascal. "Great God! Such is Mauna. I have promised to restore her to her father." good fortune! I didn t dream of it. I can now keep my oath, "That was right. I met Hank Mundy at the old cave, am and by the eternal stars I'll do it! Andrew Gross do you he told me about her. She doesn't like him, it seems." know me? Do you knoW" Burke Miller, you cowardly rene"No, Hank insulted her. She is highstrung and game ." gade?" "I guess so. He is pretty badly hurt, but will get oYer i Gross opened hi s eyes and stared at him. He had recovI fixed him all right before I left him. Here she comes now ered consciousness. She ran up with the rifle and handed it to Burke. "Do you know me Andrew Gross?" Burke asked again. "Yes," was the feeble reply. "Where am I?" "You are with me." "Where?" his eyes opening wider each moment. "Mauna," said Burke, "this is the great white chief yo have heard so much of, Kit Carson. He is my friend an your friend / Kit took her hand in his and shook it warmly. "In a cave under the rock. How came you here? "The Piutes threw me in the water after you. Were burned up in that fire? "I am glad to see you, Mauna, he said. "My young frien you says you are a good and brave girl. I know your father. H is a great chief We will take you back to him and--" "No. I went into a hole under the hut, and never got scor c hed. I'm all right. How are you?" Gross was not a little disconcerted by the words and actions of the young scout. He closed his eyes and triea to think how he c ould manage to get away from him. He knew that Burke had good reason to hate him, and that he could make Mauna no more go back," she said interrupting him. S stay with young white chi e f and c ook his food for him. Kit looked at Burke, and the young scout returned his ga unflinchingly. "What are you going to do now Burke? Kit asked of t young scout. no defense against him. "Keep my oath! was the reply. "Don't shut your eyes, Andrew Gros s,'' said Burke; "keep Kit noticed the vengeful flash of his ey es and then looke 'em open, and on me just as Jong as you can, for I am the at the prostrate form of Andrew Gross H e fully understoo last of my race, you know-yes, the last! My parents and his meaning then. brothers are no more. You recollect 'em, don't you?" Gross made no reply. He stared at the youth and wondered how ,in the world he could have fallen so easily into his hands. "Where is your horse, Mr Carson? ""Burke asked. "Up in the woods hereabouts, and yours is there, too." "Eh! Is that so?" Suddenly there was another splash in the water, and Bu,rke "Yes." saw another dark form sink beneath the ledge. But this one "I am glad of that. We must leave here to-night." dove forward clear to the sandy beach, ana then suddenly rose Kit knew why. up and glared around him. "Yes, we can leave." "Kit Carson! yelled Burke, leaping to his feet and rushing "There are four of us, and we have horses enough.'.' forward and grasping his hand. "Have you had any food to-day? Burke asked. "Burke, my boy, how are you? r e plied the old s cout. "Oh, yes ." "How in the world did you get here?" demanded Burke. Burke looked at Mauna and said to her: "Followed your trail." I "Get the venison. We'll have another lunch. I am hungry. "The deuce!" She got the cured meat, and all three ate quite heartil "No. I saw you escape from-why, you've got the rene-j Kit said he was not hungry, but would eat just to keep the gade, have you? company.

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KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. 29 By this time it was getting so daTk that they could scarcely I "Andrew Gross," said Burke, turning to his prisoner, "do see one another. The sun had ceased to reflect on the waters you recollect this spot?" of the lake, and in a few minutes more it would be pitch dark I Gross was ashen pale. in there. "Yes-I-think I do,'' he replied in a half whisper Burke got out his tinder-box and struck a light. Mauna "I am glad you do. It's well that we remember some things. ran to the entrance at the foot of the big tree and found J I remember this spot well. I have never forgotten. Here my plenty of dry fagots. They soon had a good fire going, by parents, uncle and brothers, died by starvation, tied to those means of which Kit Carson dried his clothes, as did Burke trees there by you. I have brought you here that you might also. see it again." Three hours passed, and then Kit knew it was night out side. But BuTke went up the cottonwood tree to see about it. He found the stars out and shining brightly in a cloudless sky. Burke untied his feet from under the pony's belly and then carried him to one of the trees-the one against which the elder Miller was tied and where he died-and tied him se curely there. "Yes,'' he said, "it's night, and time for us to go. Mr. Car"Now you can see the whole place," said Burke. "My fason, you go up first and take care of Mr. Gross when he comes ther and mother, uncle and brothers stood here and gazed on up. Here, get tip." these surroundings and died-as you will die! He untied Gross' feet and hands and led him toward the "Are you going to leave me here? Gross asked, his face entrance of the cave. Gross was unarmed, but Burke and the paling even more, if possible. Indian girl were armed, hence he dared not make any attempt I "Oh, no. I will stay here and see that no one interferes to get away. with you. I am kind, you see. No wolf shall. make a meaJ Kit Carson went up first, and then Gross followed. Kit of you, and I'll see that you don't' get a meal, either." took charge of him till Burke came up. Then his hands were A groan escaped the renegade He realized Burke Miller's tied behind his back securely, after which Burke led him off revenge at that moment. in search of the horses. 'fhey were soon found. He was going to let him slowly starve to death there as his Gross was strapped on one of the Indian ponies so he could parents had starved: not get off in the dark and then they commenced the march The thought filled him with cowardly fear. toward the edge of the timber, which they reached in two "Burke-I-I-will-do-all I can-to-" hours. "Never mind," interrupted Burke. "I know you would, bu "Here's the prairie," said Carson. "We can travel much you can't," and he turned away and ordered Mauna to broif faster now." some venison steaks at the fire which she and Kit had buil "Yes," said Burke; "and I am glad of it. When they were all mounted they started off at a brisk pace across the open prairie. Burke led the pony his prisoner bestrode, and Mauna rode behind and kept her eye on him all the time. By midnight they reached the cave where Hank Mundy was stopping. There they h a lted and prepared to remain till morning, as they needed sleep. Hank was called out and Burke told Mauna that if she did not treat him kindly she would displease him. c She promised to let him alone. about twenty feet from the tree where Gross was tied. Gross had eaten nothing now in thirtysix and the. odor of the broiling venfson gave him a ravenous appetite. But the four sat down and ate before him and gave him none! CHAPTER XXVII. CONCLUSION. Mundy was astounded at seeing Gross a prisoner in the hands of the little scout. When the renegade fully understood what his fate was to "You onery ren egade skunk," he hissed. "You tried to be, then partly realizing the horrors of it by the savory odor of burn me at the stake onct! I'll get square with you for it, the broiling steak, he--broke out in the most horrible lmprecafor when Burke Miller gets through with you I'll have a tlons that ever fell from human lips. He called all the curses whack at you:" down on the head of the .young scout. Gross made no reply. He feared to do or say anything that "Ha, ha, ha!" chuckled Burke. "Just over there are the would aggravate them, as he knew he had done too much to 11 of my people, Andrew Gross. I found bones expect any m e rcy at their hands, anyhow. chngmg to these trees here a month ago and buried them 1 He was taken off the pony and led into the cave, where he 1 with Kit Carson's as.sistancll. He heard my vow at that time, twas laid down on the ground and tied so securely that he and he is here to witness the fulfillment of that vow. Curse icouldn't even roll over, much less exert any of his limbs. : me all you can. Your curses will be blessings on my head. Then they laid down and slept as soundly as tired men could The bones of my people cry out for vengeance. They shall ileep. J you beg; laugh at your curses and scoff at your prayers. With the sun, they were up and eating breakfast, whilst I Don't this steak smell good? It's even better than it smells," Gross Jay on his back in the cave. Burke ate heartily, but and he commenced devouring the steak with a gusto that as gave nothing to his prisoner, nor would he allow anyone else I toni shed even Kit and Hank. :o do so. The night passed. Burke and Kit divided the watch and The meal over Burke and Kit Carson invited Hank Mundy day dawned without any savages putting in an appearance. o go along with' them. ' I Burke broiled savory bear and venison steaks right under "Where are you going, ipards?" the Yankee asked. 1 the doomed man's nose. He howled and cursed worse than "Over to the next timber,'' replied Kit. ever. But the little scout quietly sat down before him and "Yes, I'll go," said Hank. ate his breakfast. He mounted his horse with them, and together the party 1 "This steak is splendid," he remarked. "I never. ate better t the cave and went in a southeasterly direction. in my life. Just smell of that, Andrew," and he held a piece Just before sunset they reached the timber. Kit piloted the J within an inch of the doomed wretch s nose. they struck a small clearing, where they stopped. Snap, snap!

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:JO KIT CARSON'S LITTLE SCOUT. =========================-===== -------:-=-==-=: The starving villain snapped at it like a hungry wolf, and, I "Come, Burke, said Kit. when they were ready "we must missing 1it, showered a storm of imprecations at him. \leave here now. We have been here long enough. "Ha, ha, ha! c huckled Burke. "You are hungry, eh? Take Without uttering a word, the little scout arose and went a s mall nip at this-just a small piec e now for I don't intend 1 over to where he and Kit had buried the bones of his parents. y ou shall have much this time," and he held a piece of steak' There he knelt down in silent prayer for five minutes. Then almost against his lips. I he arose. flung himself into the saddle and rode away with "Snap-ha! Missed! 'fry it again! If you can catch it Mauna by his side. you may have it! I Kit Carson led the way and pretty soon they were out on Curse you! Curse you!" yelled the frantic wretch. I the prairie. Just a mile or so away they saw a party of In" There, now try your mouth on this," and he rubbed a dians. piece of greasy bear steak all over his face, even Jetting him 1 Ugh!" exclaimed Mauna. "My father. Him great chief." Q g e t a taste of it with his ton gue I "What?" asked Kit. "Is, that your father out there, r By gum! muttered Hank, "the boy kin beat the Injuns. Mauna?" 1 "It's tough, remarked Kit, but t}le wretch deserves the! ' Yes, him my father; him great Apac;he chief. r worst death that can be \nfiicted I'm going to see the boy "Yes he is a great chief. Go tell him I am here and t hrough without a word to move him from his purpose." l 1 wish to have a talk with him and smoke the pipe of, peace ." ''That' s my trail, too, pard The boy has a big bill agin I "Ugh; me go!" and the delighted girl dashed away on her the renegade, an' I'm for lettin' him collect it." pony like the brave young Amazon she wa s "He' ll collect every ceht of it, I reckon He's as firm as I "Now is your time to get away ," cried Kit. We can never the hills. He won't weaken." get rid of her any other way. She is in love with Burke and The noonday meal came, and the doomed wretch had to will never leave him. Do you want her, Burke?" e ndure the misery of seeing it cooked and eaten right under No! was the emphatic reply hi s nose, without a taste of it passing his lips. I ' Come on, then. Supper came and he was wild with hunger. He begged They turned back in the woods and made their Way across threatened and cursed :Surke rubbed a piece of steak across to the prairie on the other side, doubling so as to confuse the his mouth that he might lick his lips with his tongue. i pursuit. Howls that would have made a wolf angry with envy burst! "Now for the White River settlement, wh e r e we c an hav e from the renegade but all in vain. Not a drop of water nor a 1 a few weeks ot rest, said Kit, and away they went. crumb did he get. I Four days later they found themselves at the home of old Anoth e r night passed and the wretch looked thin and bag' Joe Milligan on the White River, where they w e r e gard. I by everyone. Burke broiled steaks and fish in great quantities before him. "Oh Mr Burke! exclaimed pretty Bessie, running H e sat on a s.eat h e had made just in front of him, and ate I and grasping his hand. r ani SO glad to see you! And you f hi s meals. too, ,-;rrr. Mundy! How can I eve r forg e t your kindnes s Com e Gross have a s li c e of this steak," he would say. ille? t "It's ri c h and jui cy, done to a turn, and hot. Just try it, and They stopped there for a whol e month, during which tim t e ll me what you think of it. Burke and Bessie were together every day. And he pass e d it under bis nose. When Kit Carson left to go on his mission as scout for The wre tc h s napped at it like a famished wolf government, Burke went with him, though he left his hea r 7 :Ha! You c ame near g etting it that time. I must be carebehind iri the keeping of Bes s ie Milligan. who had promi se s ful, or you ll c h eat m e yet. Oh, don t that smell go od ?-yum, 1 to be his wife in another year. yum!" I Hank Mundy fell in love with a widow at the settlemen Curse you! shrieked the starving wretch. May the imps and married her. His wife made him stop his roving and sett! of darkness rend you!" I down on the ranch and attend to business It was hard fo Blessings! Blessings!" cried Burke. Give me some of him at first btit he soon got used to it, and made a very goo em again. Take another smell and give tne another bless-I husband. He is now an old man with a troop of gl'andchildre Ing. I about him, to whom he frequently relates the story of th Thus the horrible punishment went on from day to day till I "Little Scout and the Doom of the Renegade. on the sixth day the wretch was too weak speak. But Burke Miller's ranch adjoins Mundy's, and he and Bessi Burke Miller never relented To the last he rubbed pieces '. often go over there with their flock of children and talk ove of broiled venison on the man's and laughed at him. I the old times, until all the little ones know the story of Kl Suddenly the renegade gave a great gasping gurgling sound Carson's Little Scout and the Doom of the Renegade. I and died, as Burke yelled in his ear: "Steaks-hot steaks!" fThere, there, said Kit Carson him "it's all over now, Burke. You have kept your vow," and he grasped the little scout's hand and wrung it affectionately. "I am glad it's over "Father! Mother! gasped Burke, looking skyward, "for give m e if I have done wrong. I-wanted-to avenge you "You have done no wrong, my young friend," said Kit, You have avenged your parents, and that was right. I honor you for it." "That's me pard ," said Hank, "and yer done it bang up, too yer did ." Burke buried his fa c e in his hands and remained silent a long time. In the meantime Kit and Hank were arranging to leave the spot. THE END. Read "FROM THE STREET; OR, THE FORTUNES OF n BOOTBLACK," by N. S. Wood (The Young Ame ri c an A c tor ) which will be the next number (302) of "Pluck and Luck." B SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numb e r s o f this weekl. are alwa y s in print. If you c annot obtain the m from an newsdealer s end the price in money or pos ta ge s tamps b mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNIOi SQUARE NEW YORK and yon will receive the copi you order by return mail.

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' ... SECRET SERVICE OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY, DETECTIVES. BICE 5 CTS. 351 PAGES. COLOBED COVEBS. ISSUED WEEKLY LAT.EST ISSUES: 226 The Bradys and the 'l'hree SherUfs ; or, Doing a 'l' uru i u Ten nessee. t 2 27 The Bradys and the Opium Smugglers; or, A Hot 'l'rail o n the 84 The Bray;e on Blizzard Island; or, Tracking the Gold Thieves o l'ac ifi c Coast. 8 5 the Blac k Hllls; or, Thelr Case iu North Dakota. 2 2 8 Boomerang; or, Shaklng Up t h e Wall S t reet Wire 8 6 The Bradys and "Faro !<'rank" ; or, A Hot Case ln .the Gold 22 9 T he Bradys Among the R oc kies; or, W orking Away O u t W est. Mine s 230 .rb e Bradys and Judge Lynch; or, A f t e r the Arkansas T error. 87 The B radys and the "Rube"; o r Tracking til e C onfid e n c e M e n 23 1 'he Bradys and the Bagg Boys; or, Hustling in the Blac k 1:111 Is 8 8 The Bradys as Firemen; or, '.rracking a Gang of Incendiaries. 232 The Brady s and Captain Bangs ; or, 'l' b e Mystery of a M issi ssippi 89 The Bradys In the Oil C ountry ; or, '.rile M y stery o f the Giant Steame r Gusher. 233 The Bra dys in Maide n Lane ; or, Tracking the D iamond C r ooks. mo The Bradys and the Blind B eggu; o r 'l'b e W orst Croo k of All. :.!34 The Bradys and Wells-Fargo Case; 01-, The Mystery o f the M on1 9 1 The Rradya and the Bankbreakers; or, Working the '!'bugs of tana Mall. 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S even Steps. 246 The Brady s and HiL o Jak; o r Dark i n C hi natown. 0 3 The Bradys at the Bloc k House ; or, Rustling the Rustlers on the 217 The Brndys and the T e xas R a ngers: or, Rounding up .. the Gre Frontie r Goods Fakirs ,04 The Bradys ln Baxter Stree t ; or, The House WI bout a Doo r. 248 The Bradys and "Simple Sue" ; or, T h e K e n o Quee n of S a w d t '>05 The Bradys Midnight Call; or, The Mystery of Harle m Heights. City. 06 The Bradys Behind the Bars; o r, W orking on Blac kwells Island. 249 The Bra'1ys and t h e '\\'all S t r ee t Wizard; o r the Cash 'bat DI a 07 The Brady s and tbe Brewer' s Bonds; or, Working on a Wall Not Com e Street Case. 250 The Bradys and Ci garett e C h arlie ; or, tbe Smoothest Crook ib: iiD8 9 The Bradys o n the Bowery; or, The Searc h tor a Missing Glrl. the World. m The Bradys and the Pawnbroker; or, A Very Myste ri ous Case. 2 5 1 The Bradys at Bandit Gulc h ; or, F ro m Wall Street t o t h e ir LO 'l'he Bradys and the Gold Faklrs; or, W orking tor the Mint. W est. J.1 The Bra d y s at Bonanza B a y ; o r, W orking on a Million Dollar 2 5 2 The Bradys In t h e F oo t Hills; o r T h e Blue Band o f i Clew. Gulch. 2 The B radys and tbe Blac k Rlders; or, The M ysterious Murde r at 2 53 The Bradys and Brady tbe Banker; or, The Secret of t he Ol Wildtown. Santa 'l.'rail. The Brady s and Senator Slam; o r \V orklng itb Washington 2 5 4 'l' b e Brady s Grave yard C l ue ; or, Dealings With D o ctor Death . and the Man fro m l\owhe re; o r Thelr Very Hardest 255 'l' h e Bradys and L o n e l y Lnke ; o r '!'be Hard Gan g of Har d Case. scrabble The Bradys and ''No 99" ; or, The S earc h for a Mad Mllllon2 5 6 The Brady s and Tombs t o n e Tom: o r A Hurry Call fro m Ari zo n a a ire. 2 5 7 The Brady s Back woo d s Trail ; or, L anding the L o g R o llers Gang. The Bradys at Baffin s Bay; o r The Trail Whic h Led to the Arc258 The Bradys and J oe Jinger" ; o r T h e C l e w in the Co n v ict Camp. tic 2 5 0 The Bradys at Madman' s Roost; o r, A C l e w from t h e Go lde n rt7 The Bradys and Gim Lee; or, Working a Clew in Chinatown. 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THE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOY S OF NEW YOHK END MEN'S .JOK E OOK.-Containing a great variety of t h e latest j o k es use d b y t h e io s t famous e n d men. No amateur minstr e l s i s co m p l ete wi t h ou t is wonderful little boo k No. 42. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP S PEAKER.:Ontaining a vari ed assortment of stump speeches, Negro, Dutch d Irish A l so end men' s j okes. Just the thing for home amuseent and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS O F NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE ND JOKE BOOK-Something new and very instru ctive Every oy should obtain this book, as it contains fu ll instructions fo r or anizing an amateur minstrel troupe. No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKES.-Th is i s one of the most original k e books ever published, and it is brimful of wit and humor. It ntains a large collect i on of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc., of 'eri:ence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist and practical joker of ;ie day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should btain a copy immediately. No. 79. HOW TO BECOJ\IE AN ACTOR.-Containing comlete instructions how to make up for various characters on the age; together with the duties of the S tage Manager, Prompter, cenic Artist and Property l\Ian. By a promment Stage Manager. No. 80. GUS WILLIAl\IS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the lat st jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and of good society and the easiest and most approved methods appearing to good advantage 'lt parties, balls, the theatre, church 0 11 d in the drawing-room. DECLAMATION. No. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. -0ontainlng the !Dost popular selections in use, comprising Dutc h alect, French dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together o ltb ml.XIJ 1tandard readings. 3 1. HOW T O BECOM E A foilill teen illustration s, g i v in g the differ ent positions requi s i t e to a good speaker, r eade r a nd e l ocution i st. A l so containing g e ms f all t h e p op ul a r authors of p r ose and poetry, arranged in t he m s i mp l e and concise manner possib le. No. 49 HOW TO DEBATE.-Givi ng ru l es for c o n ducting bates, outlines for debates, questions for discussion, and t h e sources for procuring information on the questi o n s give n SOCIETY. No. 3. HOW TO FLIRT.-The arts and w il es of flirtation fully exp l ained by tliis littl e book Bes ides the various methodi: handkerchief, fan, glove, parasol, window and hat flirtation, it tains a full list of the language and sentiment of flowers which interesting to everybody, both o l d and young. You cannot be hap without one. No. 4. HOW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handso little book just i ssued by Frank Tousey. It contains full instrv. tions in tbe art o.f dancing, etiquette in the bal l room and at part! how to dress, and full directions for calling off in all popular sq u&fi} dances No. 5 HOW TO MAKE LOVE.-A complete guide to loftu courtship and marriage, giving sensible advice, rules and etique tl<' to be observed, with many curious and interesting things not iG
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By How270 Jack Wright and His Electric Tric ycle; or, Fighting the Stra nard Austin. gl ers o f the Crimso n D esert. By "Noname 3 Custe r s Last Shot; or, The Boy Trailer of the Little Horn. By 271 The Orphans o f New Y ork. A Pathetic Story of a Great City. An Old Scout. By N S. Wo o d (the Y oung Ame ri can A c t o r). 284 The Rival Rangers; or, The Sons of Freedom. By Gen. Jas. A 272 Sitting Bull' s Last Sho t ; o r The Veng eanc e of an Indian Poli ce Gordo n man. By Pawne e Bili. 235 O ld Sixty-Nine; or, Princ e of Engineers. By Jas. c M erritt. 273 The Haunted House o n the Harle m ; or, The Mystery of a Mis s2 8 6 Am ong the Fire W orshippers; or, Two New York Boys In Mexico Ing M a n By How ard Austin. B y H oward Austin. 274 Jac k Wright and His Ocea n Plunge r ; or, The Harpoon Hunters 237 Jac k Wright and his Electric S e a Motor; or, The Search for a of the Arctic By N o n a m e Drifting Wrec k By "No n a me." 27 5 Claim 33; o r, The B oys o f t h e M ountain. By Jas. C M erritt. 238 T wenty Y ears o n an Island; or, The Story of a Castaway. By 276 The R oad t o Ruin; or, The Sna r e s and T emptations of New Capt. Tho s. H. Wilson. Y ork. By Jno. B D ow d 239 Colorado C a r l : o r The King o f the Saddle. By An Old Scout. 277 A Spy at 16; or, Fighting for Washington and Liberty. By 2 40 H oo k and Ladde r Jac k, the Daring Y oung Fireman. By Ex-Fire Ge n J a s A Gordon. C hi e f Warde n . 241 I ce-Bound; o r Am ong the Floe s By Berton Bertre w. 278 Jac k Wright' s Flying T orpe do; o r, The Black D e m ons of Dlsm ar 2 4 2 J k W J ht d HJ O SJ th H d Sw a mp By "Noname." ... oun ; or, Tracking an Un279 High Ladde r Harry, The Young Fireman o f Freeport; or, Al2 4 3 The Fat a l G lass; or, The Traps and Snare s of New York. A ways at t h e T o p By E x Fire C hi e f Warde n. True T em p erance Stor y. B y Jno. B Dowd 280 100 C h ests o f Gold; or, The A z t ec s Burle d S ec r e t By Ri c hard 244 The M a niac E n g i n eer; o r A L i f e' s Mystery By Jas. C. Merritt. R. M o n t g o m ery. 245 Jac k Wrig h t and H i s Electri c Loc om otive ; or, The Lost Mine o f 2 8 1 Pat Malloy ; o r An Iris h Boy s P l u c k and Luc k By De a t h Vall ey. B y "Noname." Drape r !!46 T h e T e n Boy S couts. A Story of the Wild W est. By An Old 2 8 2 Jack Wrig h t and His Electri c Sea Ghost; or, A Strange U n der !';c,out. Wate r J ourney. B y N o name ." 7 Y oung H ic k o r y, the Spy; or, Man, Woman, or B o y. By Gen'l 2 2 8 8 4 3 Sixty Mll e S a m : o r Bound t o b e o n Time. By Jas. C M erritt. J a s A Gord o n 8 3 Degrees North Latitude; o r t h e Handwriting in the I cebe r g 8 Di c k Bangle the Boy Actor. By N S. Wood (The Young AMerl By H o w ard Austi n can A c t o r ) 2 8 5 J oe, The Actor' s Boy; o r F a m ous at F ourteen. By N. S Wood 9 A N e w Y ork B oy In the Soudan; or, The Mahdi' s Slave. By How. (the Young Am e rican A c t o r. ) ard Au stin. 286 D ea d For 5 Y e ars; o r The M yste r y of a Madhouse. By All y n 0 J a c k Wrig h t and His Electric Balloo n Ship; or, 30,000 L eague s Dra p er. A b o v e the Ear t h By N oname 287 Bro k e r Bob; o r The Y ounge s t Op e r ator 1 The Ga m e-Co c k of D eadwoo d A Story of the Wild N orthwest. H K. S hackl eford. By J a s C. M e r r itt. 28 8 B o y P ards; o r Mak ing a H o m e o n the In Wall Stree t H y B orde r By An Old 2 Harr y H oo k the Boy Fireman of No. 1; or, Always at His Post. Scou t. By Ex-Fire C hi e f Warde n. 2 89 The T wenty D oc t ors; o r the M ystery of the Coast. By Cap t The W aifs of Ne w Y ork. By N S. Woods (The Y oung Am erican Thos H Wii so n Actor ) 2 0 0 The Boy C a valry S c ou t ; or, Life In the Saddle. By Ge n'I. Jas. Jac k Wright and His D andy of the D eep; or, Driven Afloat In the A G ordon S e a of Fire B y N oname." 29 1 or, "Stand b y the Mllfi of Ice; or, The P erils of a Boy Whale r. By B erto n 2 9 2 R o b t h e Runaway; or, From Office B M a d Anthony Wayne, the Hero of Stony Point. By Gen'! Jas. 9 _93 Dra p e r A Gordo n The S hatt e r e d G l ass; o r A Country Boy bf T h e Arkansas Scout; or, Fighting the Redskins. By An Old 2 9 4 T e mperan c e S tory B y Jno B. D owd. S c out. L ightni n g L ew. t h e B o y S c o ut; o r Peril s In Jack W right' s D emon of the Plains; or, Wild Adventures Among Jas. A Gordo n t h e Co wb oys. 2 9 5 The Gra y H ouse o n the R oc k ; or, The Ghosts of Balle ntyne Hail. D o wd. 2 9 6 A Poo r Bo y s Fight; or, The H ero of the S c h oo l. By Howa r d The M erry T en; or, The Shadows of a Social Club. By Jno. B. I By J as. 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