Buffalo Bill's phantom arrow; or, The ghost dancers' doom

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Buffalo Bill's phantom arrow; or, The ghost dancers' doom A story of redskin superstition
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Theonw Publicalion authorjleQ l1Y the Hon.W. f issued ivf!llk/y. By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 WillLt.m St.,/\' .Y. No. 7. Price, Five Cents. / .-' them(' 01'' .Sl10KE DARTED FROM THEM ZLE OF BUFFALO mLL'S AND THE WHIT:& SUDDENLY CRE<'KEl"-o .S ___ ._ __


Issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Seco11d Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. Enterrd according t o Act o.f Cong1ess i11 the yea1 1qo1, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, fVashington, D. C. N o 7. NEW YORK, June 29, 1901 Price F i v e Cents. BUFFALO BILL'S PHANTOM ARROW; OR, T111e G1'1ost I>a.11cers" I>oo::t10.. By th e aut hor o f B UFF AL O BILL ." CHAPTER I. F R I E N D S A N D F 0 E S. The wintry night was just closing in when a man, t t mount ed on a tired horse, rode into a small town on the outskirts of border civilization, not a great many miles tel from the famous Bad Lands, where the dusky children s \l of the government were gathered, indulging in th e ghost dance, the excitement of which must result in open conflict with the whites. As this horseman reached the edge of the settlement, \lilll he was surprised to hear the sharp click of a gun, folinc< lowed by the quick question "Halt! \Vho goes there?" tne rd, b Big Foot, the fierce chief of the hostile Sioux, was known to be a desperate fighter, and if war sf10uld be declared, he would strike hard and fast before General Forsyth could Hence at this particular time, guards were posted to prevent a surprise, and it was upon an outpost the trav eler had chanced. The light was fast disappearing from the wintry sky, but enough remained to show him the features of the party who stepped 'out of the bushes, gun in hand. "Unless my eyes deceive me, I've seen that face before Dakota Dan, how are you?" The guard gave a cry, caught hold of the rider's leg, and looked up into his face. "Am I dreaming, or is it his ghost? William Cody, spe a k o u t, is it you in the flesh?" r


I 2 THE B U ff J\LO BILL STO R IES. "As trn e as preach ing-. D;i.n. S h ake ha nd s." 'With all my heart. God bless you, Buffalo B ill. It is good for sore \"yes to see you. What b r i ngs yo u h e r e :it t his t ime?' The arrny scout g r ew g r ave "This crazy ghost dance bu iness i s exci t in g our old frie n ds amon g t h e iou x, and unl ess sto pp ed at once here will be battle flames run a l o n g our fair l an d suc h as wer e neve r known before." Buffalo B i ll, you have come to stop it?" exclaimed the c-U1er, eage rly. "I have come to try," returned Bill, modest ly; "whether At this, Buffa l o Bill uttered an exclamation. _,, ''Th e n i t was a big m i take on my part. Perhaps the oppo r tu ni ty m ay come for me to remedy my bad judgme nt. B u t I must go into tow n secu r e a fresh mount, tra n sact a litt l e b u iness, and be off by morning." "I'll go wit h you, Bill, sending o ut ome one to take my place h e r e "Gl ad to h ave you r compa ny, Dan." T h e settleme n t was a mining town among the hills which thirty years previously, had hardly been visited by a white man, except some daring trapper. Lights had flashed up here and there. Voices could be shall succ e ed or not depend s upon c ir c u mstances; but h e ard. Laughter and ru de song made one hesitate to J afraid the reds are in n o tate to liste n to advice." be l ieve there was muc h fear of a threatened Indian up"You r e just righ t the re, old com ra de. I've seen some n s m

THE BU ff ALO STORIES. 3 Cody a-lanced around him, and his keen eye alighted upon a certain individual at a table near by. This man wore his hair l ong, and had all the marks of a plainsman-he seemed to stake hi s money with a fev e r i h eagerness that marked the born gamester. When he had made sure of the m a n's identiry. Buffalo Bill walked up b ehind him and laid a hand on bis shoul der. Vvitb a frown th e gameste r l ooked up. No sooner did he behold the other man than u pon his face there fla s hed a look of wonder, amazement, alarm and deadl y fea r commingled. "I have come-ar e you ready, Rusi e ?" The man could not control his voice for a minute-then he express e d his surprise at finding the scout present, when h e was believed to be far away. "Are you ready. Rus i e ?" p e r sisted Cody. "As yo u say,'" stammered th e other. "Then come with me." The game ter swept his little pile of mone y in to hi s pocket and followed. It was evident that be feared Cody-there was s ome thing in the past that made him a slave. Curious looks were n ow cast up on them, for the n ews had fla h e d around that Buffalo Bill was in th e place. Cnhecding their l ooks, the scout strode o u tside, fol lowed by H u sie Once a l one, Cody allow ed th e othe r to gain hi s side before h e spo ke. You are surprised to see n1e, R u ie?" I s h o ul d say so." "Then you failed to g e t my leller. s "I haven't h eard from yo u for years." r Cody mused a minute or t\rn. d "I fou nd out you were here b y accident and wrote you e before I sta rted but I reck on I must have beaten "C ncle tg Sam's mail. You rem e m ber your promise, Rusie ?"' "I've never forgotten." "The tim e h as come to redeem it." "Good-I stand r e ady. You saved my child once Bufne falo Bill, and I swo re to do an yt hing yo u ever asked me. a That child is gone now; but my promise hold s good." 'Yo u and Big Foot, the Sioux ch i ef, were great friends to i n the past." '' V l e were like brothers .. "He would do muc h for y ou." "I believe it. "You know he i s now the leader of t h e you n g bucl"s who are d i spose d to be ugly-indeed. I understan d that R ed C l oud and even Two Strike, can h ard l y keep t h eir young men from running to join t he forces of Big Foot."' "You hav e been away, Chief Biil, but it i s as you say. "I want you to go to Big Foot and use all your in fluence to prev ent an o u tbreak, whic h must surely re'tilt bad l y fo r the reds." "I will do it Cody, but my chances of s uccess arc mighty small. You can't under sta nd what a fearful h old t his ghost dance b u siness has 11po n the ] n dia n s all over the country They're like crazy men, expecting th e M es sia h to give th e m power to w i pe the w hit es off the earth 'Yes, I kno w. Sinc e rea ching here I've heard n e\\'s. You rememb e r Dakota Dan?" "Certainly. We meet once in a while." "He tell s me that this i\Iessiah among the r eds 1s n o other than a m an I s h ould h a Ye shot yea rs ago .. \i\Tho was that?" "Jack Horner. He is the main c ause of this exc i te ment. The reds call him their l\'Ie siah.,._he has worked upon their superstitious natures until they believe all h e s a ys.' "Then the way to briug peace would be to shcot Horner." id ea to a dot and l"il carry it out if I'm giYe n half a sho\Y, no matter if he's in the t epee of Big Foot him self. .. \,\Then shall I sta rt?" Better wa i t until we start, Rus i e.'' "When will tha t be?" "About three hours after moo n up." "I'll be ready Bill. The time has come to pay my little Joe 's debt, and yo u 'll find Amos Rusi e ready-but all the sa me, I have little h ope of success. When I saw your face the old times flash ed oYer me. O nce again I coul t see you tear the b oy from the m ad hand of that Arapa hoe chief, just as h e was about Lo hurl the l ad oYer th e precipice into the river. No wonder I looked queer. I felt glued to my c h air, as i f I'ci se e n a ghost." 'Remember-meet u s on time, at the Red Cloud tavern." \ V l10 e l se will be there?" "Only Dakota Dan." Tbe army scout walked a way, his mind fiiled with


tf THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. plans for the fttture. for t h e prospect looked stormy for "Very well. Good night." the borc k;-, \\'ith th e Indian s ready to break Gver all re-He r e l eased her hand s and stepped back, not knowing straint. but what she might attempt to u s e a stiletto upon him in Cody saunt e ring along the main lreet of this ruining the darkness. town, was sudd e nly made avvare of deadly danger. As he walk ed away he trod upon the little revolver, From the darknes s on one side there suddenly came a which had been twisted from her h and and, obeying an flash of light. impu l se, put the weapon in his pocket, though with '.lll a Accompanying this was the sharp crack of a small plainsman s contempt for s u ch a weapon-it was but a r evo lver. toy in his sig ht. Buffalo Bill coul d fee l the wi nd q.f the bullet as it Repairing to the tavern, he sought to get a meal and a whistled by wit hin two inches of bis J1ead, even clipping f e w hours' rest b efore starting out upon the long ride to a lo ck of hair in its passage. the Indian camp I CHAPTER IL. A DEED OF TREACHERY. Buffalo Bill was always quick to act in an emergency and he proved it now. Hardly had the flash of the pisto l co m e and gone than he was in the air, l eaping forward with th e spring of a panther. The would-be assassin had little c h ance to eit her flee or send a second s hot ere the Prince of the Plains desce nd ed upon the crouching figure di sclosed by the flash of the revolver. "Gr eat Heavens! It is a wo man! ''Yes, and one you foully wronged in the past, Buffalo Bill!" came in fierce accents. "You must be mistaken. I never wronged a woman knowingly in my life ," returned the scout, earnestly. "You sho t Hank Hamilton. "What! that desperado? Yes, I s hot him while he was in the act of doing murder. And yo u ?" I am his widow. Over hi s b o d y I swore t o hav e my r ev enge. My t ime will come. I thought it was here, but the accursed bullet failed me ." Buffalo Bill was pained, for a woman eager for hi s l ife was an unusual experience with him. "I should very much dislike to harm a woman, but my life is worth something to me as well as t o others, and, if pushed into a corner, I mu s t defend myself. If you keep up this sort of busin ess, you must b7 prepared to accept all the consequences. "Bah! your talk doesn't frighten me Cody. I have sworn to have your li,fe,. if the chance ever comes, and I will keep my vow ." Meanwhile Dakota Dan had s een about horses, and had !his encl of the business arranged. It commenced to look as if they wou l d have to travel in the rain, for the heav e n s were clouding over and threatened wet weather. At the appointed time Buffalo B ill came clown to the tavern po r ch. Dan stood the r e "Where a r e the horse s ? wa s the first t hought of the sco ut expressed in word s "In a stable near by. I'll lead you there Good. \iVe'll meet Rus i e at the p l ace I appointed." "You mean Amos?" "Yes." "Does he j ine us, B ill ?" "For a purpose. He h as m ore influ e nce ov e r the chief Big Foot, than any other sou l and I h o pe to pre ven t war b e ing declared. "But Amos Rusie ain t ge n erally gain' arou nd cloin' good-not that I k n o w s on "He'll do much for m e," r eplied Buffalo Bill, with a quiet emp h a sis. "Most m en wo uld you bet," said Dan, with s udden enthusiasm. T h ey found the horses, a n d Cody complimented his companion on securing him s u ch a splendid mount. "Now for Rusie .. When they reached th e appointed rendezvous the other also mounted, was waitin g them. "All i s ready-let's be off. success attend our e fforts ," said Cody. They passed the pickets stationell the town and galloped away. Looking back B uff a l o Bill n oticed an unusual stir i1 i h e cava lr y camp.


n THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 5 "Bless my sou l! if it d oesn't look a though the blue jackets were about to take \1ing, he said, for they could b e seen mounted and dashing about. "That's what it i s ," said Rusie, quietly. "Tell us-you seem to know Amos." "A. courier fro m General Forsyth came in-he's at the camp-and, a a battle is daily expected, every soldier in reach is ordered to report there." Buffalo Bill gave a low whist le. "Tt's no more than l expected. Some folks keep say ing there no danger, but I know better. No one understands the Indian character better than B ill Cody, and I\e fell sure there was trouble in the air for some time. 'That's "hat brought yo u out here?" "It's o ne thing. Dan. l hop ed lo act as peacemaker, for, you know, many of the reds hav e some respect for me. This 1yas sai d without cgoti m, and truer words were neYer spoken. Leaving the border town behind th e m, they spurred along the prai rie. heading almost clue out hw est. The last sou nd that came to their cars wa the clear note 0 the cavalry bugle so unding "boots and s addles. It was a cheer les s ride too, for the wind blew at times \\ith cutt ing emphas is. \\' hen flurries of rain descended the drops were driven ''"ith such force that they felt almost like tiny bullets cutting the sk in. Thus hours passed, until Cody h imself, ridiq g along side his co mpanions, >vas lhc first lo d i scover signs of an r ndian ill age ahead. "Cautiously," he said, aloucl. "\tVhat have we here?" moderated their pace, but advanced bold l y toward the l odges It was evident. even some time before they reached the outermo t tepees, that an event of unusual importance ''"a s going on. The strange notes of the tom-t o m cou l d b e heard rising and falling in a weird a n d rather un canny manner voices also sounded at regul a r intervals, as though certain dancer s could not restrain thei r enthusiasm. "The ghost dance," muttered Buffalo Bill. "No mustc in it-makes me shiver,'' declared Dakota Dan. ''\\'ego in. then?" asked Rusie. "Yes-follow." The sco ut l ed the way to the center of t:Jhe e n campmen t 1'ew squaws could b e seen, a the hour '"as late-a fe w men lay by the fires smoking. all t h e you n g o n es had gath ered a : bontthe centra l fire, whe re something out 0 the o rd inary was being ca rri ed out. At igh t of three paleface h o r semen thus coming unin vited a nd unannounced to their g h ost dance, the Indians looked very sullen, and began to make threatening ges tu r es. The white reined m their horses and l ooked on, filled with curi os i ty Buffalo Bill bad seen a nd eve n taken part in borse da n ces, bear dances, corn dan ces, and simi lar amus e ment with t h e Indians, but n eve r ihad he see n s uch a wild orgi e as this. The dancer s grotesquely clad eemed to enter into the thinga. though life and death were invo lved-their mo tio n s w e re singu l a r. beyond all power of pen to portray, and the ve r y music appeare d to part ake of the ghostly natur e of the sce ne, for it was barbari c and weird. \ Vit h his experie n ced eye t h e famous scou t of man y a campa ign a w that t h e Indians were worked up to a tre mendous pitch. Such an exciteme n t he had n ever before knQl\vn .to exist among them. "Well, what does my brother Big Chief Bill, think of the you n g braves' dance?" said a voice beside him, and, l ooking down, the scout saw an Indian whom he knew to be a chief. "Burnt Stick-can it be?" "Ugh! many moons have gon e since we saw the Buf fa ,Jo killer in our midst. He is welcome." Cody seized the o u tst r etc h ed band-he had many friends among the Sioux, and not a few bitter enemies this chief, Burnt Stick, 1 he had o nce reckoned among the latt er, a nd .tJhe s ight of him was t h erefore not so pl easant. Troubl e was coming, Cody feared. It r eally l oo ked as though !ihe whole bord e r must be b a th ed in blood for the r e wa!S a comb in ation. among the tribes from th e Red River of the North dli)wn to t

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    THE BU f f /\LO BILL STORIES 7 This stale of affairs \\"as hardly to the l iking of the Burnt Stick' s young buch had heen ,,arned-le t them arm:v scout. take the consequen ces \Vhen rhey 'had gone about a mile beyond the co nfin es of the village he drew rein. "This thing ha gone far enough, boys.'' Their pursuer came very near, and then the clarion Yoi e of the greal scout rang out: "Halt! on your lives!'' The confused sound of a dozen horse being pulled up sharply could b e heard. Indistinctly Lhey were able to see the Indian clustered in a squad near by. ody call e d out. demanding lo kno11 why their friends persisted in foll o 1Ying them. "Tihere arc many bad Indians about, 11as the ingenious reply. the chief. Burnt Stick. \\ otild protect his brother, Big Chief Bill. fro harm ... "Yot know Duffalo Bill is abk lo protect himself. His riAe speaks many limes. and death follows. Return to your lodges-follow me no longer, lesl I may take you for bad Indians. \ \ e s h;l]] mo,e on-if Burnt Stick's young men follow again. it i;; for trouble.' L ong experienc e in the past had made him well ac quainLcd with all Lhe phases of Indian character. T'hesc red rO\'t'l'S had to be handled 11 it houl glons. Buffalo Bill could use th e m as no other'' hitc man d2red, for they feared him almost as much as they did the E,il Spirit. Tnte to his word, he again put his h orse into motion :\'ol knowing but whal the Incli:rns might take a notion to open fire up0n lhern, t>hey bent low in the saddle as t he y rode away. Cody kept on the alert, for he was secretly of the opinion that the young Indian co uld uot be so easily beaten from their game. It was not long b efore his anticipations were more than realized. The night wind bore to hi ears the sound of many h oofs. JJuffalo Bill quickly unfolded his plan of action. About half .a mile ahe ad. Dan had told him, lay a strange ridge of limestone rock the presence of which upon the level prairie had puzzled a man. Here t:ihey would turn at bay, and gel r i d of their dete r mined pursue rs. "IIere we a re. Hide the horses, and get re::ithe rift in the clouds, and would presently pass behind the next bank. ''::\ O\\' !" \\iith the order there came a qui k report, follO\Yed b y t \\' O others. Then the affai r was o n The u t most co n sternatio n followed !!he fire. Horses neighed, some falling, other s clashing wil d l y away. V\l' henever a glimpse IYaS had Of a human figure it \\'3S the s ignal fo r a shot. Those wd10 fired were men who could be accounted s harpshootel's, and wh e n they sent a bullet it was for a purpose. Such an engagement could not last long. There wtas a short confusion a n d, a s the moon veiled her face belhincl the ciouds, field seemed won, for there were no B,rule braves dashing forward. A number of horses could be see n in fu ll flight, but i t was im possible to tell how many o f these carried riders. Buffal o Bill had given warning, and it had not heeded.

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    8 this was not the end. pawed the rocks beside him. One le::.i) :::ucl Even then they might be stealing along on their hands Cody \\"aS in the saddle. and knees toward the lin e of iimestone ro cks, intent upon revenge. "To the 1 horses !" was Cod y 's !.ow-spo ken command. He had a fear lest some on e of the redskin s might reach the animals before they did. Sure enough, his suspicions were realized, for they turned the angle of t he rock just in lime to hear a savage s'hout. 'Dhen came a trampling of hoofs, and t:hree h orses went flying past. Upon one was mounted an Indian, hair streaming in the wind, while from his lips pealed forth shouts that would have alarmed any b east. Quick as a flash, Buffalo Dill threw his rifle to his shoulder. A shot, a s hriek and the horses, riderless, continued to d-a:sh wildly away. Dakota Dan gave a shrill w i histle, and no sooner did it sound than hi s animal stopped in its tracks, turned, and came t01rnrd them again, while the other two animals, like sheep following their bell-wether, changed their course, and once more returned to the rocks. As the came up. Dan caught them. His ihorse dragged someth ing at its heels and this proved to be the body of the young Brule buck who had played such a dare-devil game. His foot had somehow become entangled in t'he stirrup, so that whe n he fell after r ece iving Cody's fire, he was dragged at the heels of Lhe animal he had been stealing when shot. Several braves leiaped out from places of concealment and sought to close with the three men. Although Buffalo Bill's winchester was empty, seizing it by the barrel, he swung it around his head with a fierceness that amazed them, and its execution vvias tre mend ous. Buffalo Bill \\ as in his element. He forgot everything save that his blood was on firethat savage foes had attempted his life, aind he had a means of destruction in hi s hands Two sweeps of
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    ''Eere\ l'.;c door-broken. too, but oa lhe so:nh side of the house." One by one they entered, l eading the horses. The cabin had bu.t one room. This chanced to be a large on::!, however, and could easi ly accommodate thei r animal at one end. Dan struck a match. He found a piece of fat pine, and presently had a rude torch burning. \Voocl lay in a pile, v.r.here the owner of the cabin had placed it before his flight. Hm.v cheery the blaze see med. \Vhen warmt h pervaded their systems, they sat down on the rude seats provided, to smoke and talk the situation over. The wind would probably go clown by morning, and they could proceed on their way in comfort. Unless the state of affairs at the hostile camp was very critical, they could reach there on it:ime. Should the Indians have become worked up to a pitch of desperation, of course, no effort on the part oi Buffalo Bill would prevent a fight. '"\Vha t are yon looking at, Dan?" asked the soldierscout, noticing the intent gaze whioh the old Indian fighter bent on the wall. "Can't make out what that is up yonder." Buffalo Bill directed hi eyes to tihe quarter Dan had indicated. "Looks like a placard. Suppose you pull it down and aee." 9 electric hock when Ile hie narn:: menti:med in the rude letter. That's the entire commurncation inme s ign e d?" "!le started to put one, but I reckon the red devils were heating the door down. and h e had to put this up to turn and fight for his life ... "Dan, you had met thi hermit squatter?"' Yes-I kno1yec\ him ... Tell me hi name "Captain :\ncly Blake. Cody gave an exclamation. His thoughts traveled far back when this gallant so ldier and himself had lmntecl together. } -:le shut his teeth savagely together. 'If harm bas co m e to A.ndy Blake. I'll avenge him. You h ea r me. boys-mark it down ... "'He must have heard you was c c miug,.. remarked Rusie, reflectively. "Very likely. \Ve were lik e brothers. Something seemed t o weigh Andy's sp irit s down at times, and no doubt thi s arne trouble caused him to throw up his com missio n in tihe army and take to the life of a he rmit.'" Dan said nothing, but Cody 1rns eying him closely. "\Vhen you Yisited Captain Blake, was he alone?"' At this Dan started. He knew the other watching his face. 'Colon el, I know that man's secret-discovered it by accident, when I helped him recover his chil d "Child-was Andy married?"' "Yes, and his wife ran away with a handsome devil. The same old story. He abused her. She fled to the In-Dan, with the scrap of cardboard--a remnant of a hat box-in his hands, bent over so that the light wo uld fall dians. Andy learne d that his child was in the tepee of upon it. here, sur e as ye live-red letters, too, writ in blood with a stick, I reckon." Dakota Dan, howeYer, spen t some time m deciphering the n o tice. "Great Cesar!" he ejacculated :.it length. "This 'here's a go, now. Listen wJ1ile I read it out to you, boys. Then he slowl_1' read: "Tronhlc h e rc--rcd
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    10 THE BUFF A LO B ILL S T O RIES. Dat1 picked up a fat pine torch from the fire, and hold ing i t low do\rn sta rted to examine the floor of the cabin. "Hbcrl st2ins in severa l place ,' h e r ema rked. "Just as likely to he left by the reels as Andy. How olcl art tile signs, Dan'" asked Cody. over twenty-four h ours, and I doubt if that long. The reds didrn't kill him, else we'd find his body here. They carried off their own dead, I reckon, too." Dakota Dan was thoroughly versed in border signs. Buffalo Hill tru:;tecl 1 n him implicitly. and nev e r questi011ecl any decision. l f Captain Andy \\'as a prisoner 111 the Bad Lands, hvw could he be rescued. One of Buffalo Bill's objec t s in coming was to pre vent a general war by using his influence, not to pre c ipitate s uch an affair. At the same time he realiz e d that after all he could do littl e with these Indians. Let come what would, Buffalo Bill had deciared his purpose to re cue his friend from the hands of the reds. The three were debating seeking sleep until morning, when Dakota Dan sniffed the air, susp iciously. "What's up-smell reds, Dan?" "I always claimed tJhat power, and by hokey, you see I was right. As Dan spoke he wheeled and watched the door, holding his rifl e in his hand A shadow flitted through 1.he entrance. It was an Indian, who advanced to the fire, and held his hand s out to receive its warmth. Another and anothe1' glided noi eless ly after, until seven stood befo r e the blaze. The three white men saw that these were not the men of Burnt Stick 's band, and understood that tihey could not have any knowledge of what had transpired. Only one was a man of middle age, evidently a sub chief. They utterly ignored the presence of the three whites until they had warmed their cihilled fingers. It was a rude way of appropriating a fire, but just ait: that time the As the sold ier scout spoke, the middle-aged Indian started and looked toward him, with great astonishment. "What! Big Chief Bill, is it you?" Buffalo Bill s hook hands with each of the braves in turn The young bucks eyed him with the greatest curiosity, for they had hear
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    THE BU Ff ALO BILL STORI ES. asleep, but this was far from t he truth, since not a man slept. All weore alert, for a signal from their re pective l ead ers warned them to be on their guard. Buffalo Bill saw Red Bear move; he raised his head and gave a quick glance around him, and sati sfied with what he had seen, the chief sat upright. Then h lay back again. A strange little chirp was heard-one might imagine it like a bird in the chimney. Every Indian sat up, for i t was the s ignal they were awaiting. Buffalo Bill saw them creep together-some whispered consultation was going on. Perhaps Red Bear, from motives of discretion, fearing the gallant soldier scout of old, endeavored to persuade his young men to be content with the horses. More than one l>lack look was cast in the direction of the recumbent forms, as could be seen b y the flickering firelight. How were they to get the hor ses out without alarming the th r ee whites? Once cast l oose the animals wo uld soon pass out through the open door, and could then be secured. A brave, glided forward to perform his part of the compact, but unfortunately he stepped too near the heels of Dan's horse, which had been taught to hate an Indian. There was a sudden, sta rtled cry, a heavy dull thud, and a whirling figure shot backward, landing against the further wall with a whack. Up sat the three bordermen, eac h wit11 his faithful Winchester covering a man. The six Indians made no attempt at battle. "No shoot, Big Chief Bill!" cried Red Bear, has tily throwing up his hands. "You saved your braves from death, old man. vVe wer e watching and meant to lay y ou all out if you tried any mischief. The horse saved us from bothering with The redskin was, of course, ly ing, as it liad evidently been a job to stea l t h e ho!ses. "Goodni ght, Red Bear. Tell your braves the rifle of Buffalo Bill can shoot around a tree, and that if one bul let i s fired at this cabin while we are in it, not one man of you will ever reach the camp of "Big Chief Bill. \>e do not want to do you wrong.'' "Help that poor devi l out with you-he is hardly able to hobble,. you see.'' The bran>, who had been kicked by the Indian-hating horse, limped past, his face like a thunderbolt, and his scow l s for the whites rather than the animal that had up set him. Away they went, and at a word from Cody the fire was immediately extingui s hed. In the darkness they c r o u ched and waited. The moon still shone, but it 1rns impossible to tell whether their ene mies had gone or n ot. .'\.II they cou ld do was to remain quiet and await the coming of dawn. CHAPTER V. .ON THE ALERT. The three men crouched there in t he semi-dark1)ess and waited. The cabin of Andy Blake had one small 1Yindow, an d through this Buffalo Bill kep t watch, wh ile to the others he lef t the task of guarding the door. They took turns in sleeping, and it was Cocly" s turn to stand watch, and from the position of the moon in the heavens, 'he judged that it must be three o'clock. Looking out of th e wind ow, he suddenly became a1Vare of a peculiar glow of light-it came and went in a few seco nds, just like a meteor. T h en the scout heard a low ithnd, and approaching the window, he look ed out. As it was o n the shady s i de of t'he cabin there was reall y no danger of his being seen. He could see no signs of Red Bear and his warriors. that chap.." So long a time had now passed since their departure, "Vie think best go away-leave white men alone in that it seemed they must ha ve gone. c abin." While he stood thus, hi s attention was arrested by what "Yes, and take our horses, a nice little game, Red seemed to be a glowing star in the woods beyond the B ear." openingmade by Andy B l ake's clearing .. That hot head bo! him no listen to reason. Me tell hirn he suffer. C oocl if neck broke." Even as he watched, this strange star suddenly s h ot up into the air.

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    12 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. There was a hissing ound that made Cody remember rockets, and it descended, and passed from his vision; again that mysterious thud. "Bl ess their sweet lives, do they expect to ring .that old game on us As he thus muttered he stooped down and gave the man nearest him a punch in the ribs. "vVha i t's up?" whispered Dan. "Wake Amos," replied the scout. This was speedily done, and Cody said: "There, see that!" as another blaze described a half circle through the air, and landed upon the roof of the cabin. "Fire -arrows on the roof," said Rusie. "Even so," replied Cody., quietly. "They mean to burn u s out." "Yes." "And shoot us down while we run." "That's the idea." "Fiends take 'em! What d'ye move?" Seems to me I saw a bucket of water over in a corner yonder." "Yes-an old leather bucket I found and scooped full of water at the SJilring." '"1 believe :l!here's a trapdoor above, but how to reach it is the '!uestion." "B'l:.ke used a ladder." "But where is it?" "Hanging on the wall, I reckon." "Try and see." Success crowned Dakota Dan's work, for he found what he was looking after. "Help me place it, Dan for I'll go up and find the trap. Once open I can use the water to advantage." The ladde.r was soo n in position, and Cody crept up. He used his hands to advantage, and at last discover ed what he sought. What he saw w:as not e.>..-iactly alarming, but was eno ugh to exc ite appre h ensions, for the fi're arrows had already sta rted a blaze, as t'he roof was olcl, and fairly d r y Cody said nothing as he descended the ladder, but when he picked up the pail of water and started to goup "\I've will, you bet," returned Dan. To do the most good he would be compelled to lean partly out of the open trap, so as to distribute the con te nt s of the bucket. This would of ne cessity expose him to the fire of the Indians, for it could be set clown as certain that they kept a sharp watch. The moonlight, and tihe burning roof woul together betray him but he took the risk, and a fourth arrow fell upon the roof even as Cody reached the opening. ) l The bucket swept in a semi-circle, and its contents were even l y distr i buted over the surface 'vhere the fire j burned, and every bi t of fire was extinguished. At the sa m e moment a couple of shots sounded from 11 the woods, and the bullets ripped up the roof close beside Buffalo Bill. J C O n e pierced the leather pail, so if 1.'hey wished to use it again the hol e would have to be plugged up. Dan had his eye on the spot where the hots came h from, and acting under ithe instructif Bear to carry out some new diabolical scheme. \\ In a shmt t im e after darkness came, Amos Rusie gave a sig nal. lt was the chirp of a cricket, and it signified that the Indians had come and were on his side of the house. Rusie, by a signal, brought Dan to his side. n l "What would ye do?" whis pered the ranger, as he dis: covered that Amos was silently opening the door. 11 "Teach the hounds a lesson," came back in a breath. l Dan could not say anything. The man was well able to take care of himself, and PJ besides, this sort of thing rather agreed with Dan's no-1e tions of business, and he crept out, yet conld see r ealiyel nothing. I Rusie chuckled gently to himself at the thought that e1 \ He held his gun ready, and it was his intention to giv1 er the reds could not see him either. al!ain he remarked: vhe fir.st wh@ ca.me akin!! the benefit of its contents ., a "If they shoot at me, boys, you might pump a few bulr<... Sounds came to his ears, but hardly the ones which h p lets in a:r.ong 'em, to seem social like, you know." h0ped to hear. T

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    l'HE BUFFA.LO BILL STORIES. 13 The wind was soughing through the branches of the trees, from within the lone cabin came the champin g of the horses, as some steed showed his impatience. In vain he listened for voices, and bent his ear to catc h a footfall. The Indians were near by, but h e could not for the lif e of him decide what they were up to. If bent upon trying some other plan for burning the cabin, they had as yet showed no sign, but Rnsie was patient. It had been the means of his success as a gamb ler in ti:11es past. They say everythingcomes to the man who can bid e his time, and it proved so in this case. He heard no warnin g footstep, but sudden ly a h eavy body ran plump agai11st him. Rusie was on his guard. He heard an involuntary grunt, for his elbow had dug the Indian in the ribs. At the same m oment ht> gave the f ello\\' a shove to send him a yard or two a\\ay, judged his position, and then fired. The roar of the gun was instantly followed by a shriek of human anguish. Rusie had one glimpse of a human figure, by the flash of the gun, and he knew his lead had not been thrown I He immediately changed h is position, not knowing vhat m ight follow. Perhaps the Indians believed the la st sho t had been reel from the cabi n Ah! what was that? The reds must be bringing branches and putting them ncler the house. It convinced the white man that the y h ad not yet given p their idea of firing the house. d He took great a ti sfactio n in liste ning t o their move-1ents, for now that they carried brush they could n o t elp making s ome sounds. Perhaps Red Dear and hi s men wondered why they er e not fired on from the cabin. When a sufficient amount of brush had be e n p laced un i"9e r and against the ca bin, the Indiam ready to set t afire. he At a signal a light flashed. This was Amos Rusies time He began to send bullets among the group oi crouch ing redskins, who believed they were ;:aie bec.:>:,1, e so c l ose t o th e cab in, and never dreamed of an e;: e!:;y nnt side the cabin. The utmo t consternation e n s ued. and severa l of the r eds wer e hit, while o n e fell dead. As i t happen ed. th e lighted torch, falling among th e dead twigs and l eaves, sta r ted a fire. Rusie did not h esitate. Xow that he had met and routed the Indians, h e was just as r eady to fight fire. He rn si1ed forward 1rith loud s h o uts that must have added to th e consternation of his foes. JumpinO" upon th e flaming wood, h e trampled th e fire under foot with furious haste, for it had secu r e d a start, a n d in anothe r minute or so wou ld h ave been beyond control. Not u n til th e la st spark had bee n extingui h e d did Amo Rusi e c ase his e n ergetic work. Perhaps the latter would n ow remember the words of Buffa l o Bill to the effec t that if the In.dian s trie d a.ny back-handed w brk not one o f the m should return to their trib e alive. A t any rate, what r e main e d of the gang was so thoroughl y demoralized that not a shot wa s fir ed at Rusie while he was engaged in trampling the fir e unde r foot. \tVhen he had do n e this he again cro uch e d near by waiting. S h o rtl y before dawn, Amos h eard movements, and made up hi s mind that the reds had co m e back afte r th e d ea d As thi s was a mis s i o n of mercy, Rusie h e ld hi s fire, a.nd allowed them t o carr y it out. At length the gray lig h t appeare d, and morning was at hand, and r e l e a se d from thei r cramped positions w hen clay came on, the three men built a fire, b es id e which the y ate thei r breakfast. Buffa l o Bill had taken a scout through th e timber just at dawn, and when he came back later reported the coast clear, so it was w ithout fear of ambush that they led their horses o ut, and once more starteCi forward. T h e day opened cool and dreary, and a long ride Jay before them. About the middle of the morning a horseman was dis c:0vered advancing at a gallop; when he came near 5! b :.:.1ey ruatle him !lu,t Lo b e a. s oldier.

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    THE BU ff l\LO BILL STORIES. The trooper had surveyed them from an elevation with 3 field glass bdore they even knew of his proximity, and fi;:cling t!-:at they were whites, had not h esitated to ad vance. 1 !c recognizer! l'.uffalo Bill, although the latter did not know hm said: "Yon ccmc from Gene ral For yth ?" "Yt,;. sir ... "Eoll!. d fur Pinc Ridge. "'Xith dispatches for General Miles .. t luw d o es the land lie in front, courier?" "Things looks s ir. The bucks are like crazy men, filled with religious excitement ove r t he ghost dances and the that has come among them. I'm afraiJ there will be blood spilt very soon. I( you \Ye1e there, your influence might keep them in check." "?\o." returned the cout, sadly, "it was that idea which brought me here, but I have had my eyes opened. ,The old chiefs can control the sq uaws and old men, but all the young bucks care nothing for Buffalo Bill or his couns e s. If they want war, give 'em all they care for -that's the only way to cure hot-blooded Indians." "I must go on. Have the cava lry moved yet?" Yes. they are on t!Je way. when do you look for trou blc at the earliest ?" "\.\'hen the troops arrive. T understand it is the gen eral's idea to search the lodges for concealed arms, and you kno\Y as \Yell as I do. Chief Cody, that means blood -the Drule bucks won't tancl it." Buffalo Bill said no more, and the trooper made a military sa lu te, wheeled hi s horse, and dashed away. ''A likely young fello"-." remarked Dan. "rTot so very young, either-it's the smooth face as de ceives ye. Reckon he's forty if a day," declared Rusi "All I hope is that he won't fall in with any wandering bands of reds. From the spirit they've already manifested toward us I'm under the impression they stand ready to gobble up any stray blue-jacket," said Cody. "Yes, if he runs foul of the man we whipped at Lime stone Rocks, I'm afraid General Forsyth will be short one courier," Dan responded. ''vVell, I'm puzzled." Th y could see that from the way Bill acted, but sa i d nothing, believing he would presently tell all he had to say. sue, that's the question. I'm eager to save my old friend Captain Andy before the war becomes general, and at the same time feel as thongh we ought to make for the hostiles' camp." No one ventured a word, and Buffalo Bill went on, r reflect i vely: "'vV e are here just on the borde r of lhe Bad Lands. t From what I have heard, Dan, you are at home there." \ 1 "I admit that.'' "Can you take us to Two-Strike's camp?" "Yes." "How long will it be?" "Twenty hours, with good luck." q "That is fair e nough. The conflict won't come off aj for a couple of days. We wi l l have ample time to do our work." "I'm with ye," said Rusie. 'And count me in, Buffalo Bill," cried Dan. ''This is like you, boys, and l won't forget it. I hope we'll succeed and ge-t Andy away by fair means or foul. Ii Take the lead', Dan." T hey swung along with surprising / evenness during:t1 the remainder of the day. Here and there they came to rocky gulches, which n were crossed with difficulty, and one of these Dan fookV advantage of, and made several miles along its rocky bottom. On a certain hill, Indian pickets were kept posted daylo and night. By taking advantage of the deep ravine, they managea to pass this picket post without being see n 1 Thi s was one of Dakota Dan's dodges. By this time their hor es were becoming somewhat 1 tired, but Dan cared little for that, for fresh ones coultlan be secured at the Indian village, whithe r they were head-.Ya T Could they have had the benefit of a few more hourna1 they would have reached the village, but Dan had takeE J t into consideration this period of darkness when he spoktra1 of twenty hours. If the moon came out he believed they could reaclvo Two-Strike's lodge ere morning. Down in a gulch a small camp-fire was built, and supan per was cooked. 1 The danger of discovery was slight, and the comforair Yes, I'm in a hole, boys. 'Wni ch course shall I ourderived from the blaz e immense. Th 1 ile

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    THE BUFFALO BILL STORI E S. The troope r h a d surve y e d the m from an elevation with a field g l a ss befo r e they e v e n knew o f his proximity and finding tbt they w e r e whites, had n o t h esitated to a. sir." .. DuuL.J fur 'Pine J:{idge ." "With d ispatc h es for G e neral Miles." "How t h e land lie in fro nt, courier?" "T!1ing looks q u a lly, s ir. The bucks are hke crazy men. filler\ \\ 'i t h r e l ig iou s excitement o v e r t h e ghost dances a n d t h e that has come among them. I'm afraiJ the r e w ill b e bl ood s p ilt very soon. H you \\'ere there, your influ ence might k ee p them in check." "l\o ,'' returne d the s cout, sa d l y "it was that id e a \\'hi c h bro u g h t m e h e re but I have had my eyes opened. T h e o ld chiefs c a n c on t r o l the squaws and old men, but all th e young b u cks car e nothing for Buffalo Bill or hi s co u nsels. 1f t h ey want \\ ar, give 'em all they care for -that's the o nl y wa y t o cure hot-blooded Indians ." "I mus t g o on. Have the cavalry moved yet?'' "Yes they are o n tl) e w a y \Vhen do you look for t r ouble at t h e e arli e st?" "Whe n t h e trnops arrive 1 understand it is the gen eral's idea to search the lodges. for concealed arms, and you kno1Y a s \\' ell a s I d o, C hie f Cod y that means blood -the Brule bu c k s won't stand it.' Buffal o B ill s aid no m o r e, and the trooper made a m ilitar y s alu te, wheeled hi s hors e and dashe d away A likel y young fellO\\ ." remarked Dan. "I ot so v e r y young, either-it' s the smooth face as d e c ei ves y e R eckon he' s fort y if a day, declared Rusi All I hope i s that he won't fall in with any wandering bands of r e ds. From the spirit they've already manif ested toward us I'm under the impress ion they stand r eady t o g o bbl e up any stray blue-jacket," s aid Cody. "Yes, if h e runs foul of the man we whippe d at Limestone Rocks, I'm afraid General Forsyth. will be short one courier," Dan responded. vVell, I'm puzzled. T h ey c o uld s ee that from the way Bill acted, but said notl. 1ing, b elieving h e w o uld prese ntl y tell all he had to s ay. sue, that's the q u estion. I'm eager to save my old frie n d Captain Andy before the war becomes g e neral, and at the same time feel as though we ought t o make for the hostiles camp .. N o o ne ventured a word, and Buffalo Bill went on, refl e ctiv e ly: "vVe are here just on the border of the Bad Lands. From what I have h eard, Dan, you are at home there." I admit that." "Can you take u s to Two-Strike's camp?" "Yes." "How long will it be? "Twenty hours, with good luck. "That i s fair en o ugh. The conflict won't come off for a couple of days. We will have ample time to do our work.' "I'm with ye, said Rusie. "And count me in, Buffalo Bill," cried Dan. "This is like y o u, boys and l w on't forget it. I hope we ll s u c c e ed and g e t Andy away by fair means or foul. Take the lead', Dan .. T ; hey swung along with surprising / e venne ss the remainder of the day Here and there they came to rocky gulches, which were crossed with difficulty, and one of the se Dan t'tlok advantage of, and made several mile s along its rocky bottom. On a certain hill, Indian pickets were k ept posted day and night. By taking advantage of the deep ravin e, they managed to pass t his picket pos t W'ithout being s e e n. 1 This was one of Dakota Dan's dodges. By this time their horses were becoming somewhat tired, but Dan cared littl e for that, for fres h ones c o ultl be secured at the Indian village, whither they w ere heading. Could they have had the benefit of a f e w more hours they would have reached the village, but Dan had take n into consideration this period of darknes s when he poke of twenty hours. If the moon came out he b elie ved they could reach Two-Strike's lodge ere morning. D own in a gulch a s mall camp-fire was built. and supper was c ooked. The clanger o.f di scovery was s light, and the comfon ''Yes I'm in a hole, boys. W'h i ch c ourse. shall I our-derive d fro m the blaze immense. I

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    I q'HE BUF F ALO BILL STORIES. 1 5 Fortunately the horses found some clippings of grass un
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    16 THE BUFF ALO B:LL STOR!ES. "When you oct to the agency let them know you ran across Buffalo Bill." At the mention of the name the man s howed renewed interest, and looked after the scout as he moved away. He was arc used by Dan's r-ougb voice: "Come, I'll s how ye out of camp, old chap About twenty minutes iater the old ranger showed up agam. His first act was to scatter the brands of fire, tossing Cody proceeded to start up the fire again. L some fresh fuel. h o In a few minutes he had quite a cheery blaze, thatan' would burn an hour or so without ha,ing fresh fuel castur, upon it. \' Next, he arranged several logs in such a way that fro m1e a little distance th ey had the appearance of human ings lyingthere asleep. D Then Bnffalo Bill took up his station a short them int{) the little creek that ran dose beside the camp. above the fire. )01 "Hello! what's up"" asked Ri-.sie. "Danger in the air." ".t.'rom that iellow ?" "Not particularly, but I .reckon as how thar be others near by." Buffalo Bill this, and called out: "Hello! there, D::m, what have you discovered?" ''I knowethe gnlch and left the Prince of Prairiemen alone b y the ruins of thei.r late camp-fire. He did not mean to linger any longer than moon-up, T as time wa s too precious to waste. en All at once his watchful eyes caught sight of a move -an ment at the top of the bank, just above the camp-fire. O He made no move. ID! Looking carefully, 11e re alized that several men wer e S t there, spying upon the scene below. a s The others lingered, as though awaiting S{)me sort o l T: signal, as he supposed. :ts A whistle sounded from down the gulch. 0: More of the border rascals were there. Those above had been holding themselves in readiness Tl ulc and just now they poured in a volley. The flash of their guns and the loud report combined :en to make it seem lik e a mimic battle, while to add to theB 3 scene, the dead grass along the edge {)f the gully caughiea: fire, and began to blaze in several places. aj Several men leaped into view, firing as they ran into Oi : f t11e camp. Among them was the fellow who callecf himself Peter.:311 By this time those who rushed forward had discoverecF e1 the deception, and angry shouts were beginning to be0t. heard when Cody sent in his first shot. W When he had created consternation among the men bfa1 the fire, h e elevated his repeater and pumped a few bu!Yic lets along back of the burning grass, where he cook b catch g limp ses of figures fiitting about. re T11e men in the camp, realizing that they had falleiCO' into an ambush, had shown astonishing and ludicrou r haste in plunging out of sight. 1un Some dropped behind the logs, while others rushe(V v into the rocky passages. I 011ly one remained behind. k He sat upon the ground hug.ging one of his legs, anag. whining-it was Peter himself thus brought low. Ge Leaving-the scene he began to move up the canyon. )ab

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    THE BLiffl'H .. O BILL STOfOES 17 L ocking back, the last glimpse he had of the scene showed him the fire running along the edge of the cany on, licking up the tufts of dry grass, and occasionally bur sting o ut into a brilliant flame. \\"hen he had gone $Orne distance Buffalo Bill gave th e s i gnal agreed upon, and soon h e had joined his compani on Dakota Dan and Rusie had halted at a point where a l ittle ide ra \ ine offered them a chance to reach the plain above. They had heard much of what had occurred below, and l\'ere able to judge that it was just as the scout had to the m and Cody \ as quite willing to let him do the gL1icJing. IIe led them along tortuous paths, skirted deep chasms, crawled under dense bus h es and through chapparal s that hardly lo oked as though the y could be pierced. When they had 1 ept this up for half an hour they reached a cleft in the rocks. "Herc's the b"ar-holc," said Dan. '"How did you ever find it?" "Accident. An old coon, Grizzly Joe by name, and myse lf was huntin' around here one winter, when we chased a b'ar into this hole vVe drawed lots to see who shoul d go in. It fell to me Weil, I managed to kill the Once the lev e l plain was reached, each man threw b'ar." 1imself into his saclclle. The Dakota scout did not hesitate, but immediatel y e urveying the situation, they could see the burning plunged into the opening, and his companions followed, nearly half a mile to the south. )l There was also a light in the east, where the moon as about to appear. Once more Dan led the way. They saw nothing more of Peter and hi pards, so it ; s, uld be set down as certain that they would make no eCI tempt to follow. he By morning they had drawn near the place where the rht ireat chief Two-Strike had his village, so situated that army could hardly have captured it. Once or twice they discovered signs that indicated :i.to e presence of Indians. Small bands of braves were continually passing beeen the village of Two-Strike and the camp of Big re ot. i\Vith rare good luck Dan had succeeded in making his ance undiscovered by any of these passing bands. lorning was near at hand when they entered among bleak hills and secreted their horses at a place where re was not one chance in ten o f th e animals being alleqcovered, since the bucks were too mu c h taken up with rumor s of a coming battle to do mu c h prowling pund. ish e 'Where sha ll we go?" asked Cody. r know a place-a cave on the side of a hill-it runs 'k frorp the rear encl-ye kin look into Two-Strike's ;, an ge," returned the old prairie ranger. 1Good." on. ) akota Dan's knowledge promised to r-rove valuable keeping as close to him as they could. Thus they went on for som time, and everything seeme d working well, when Buffalo Bill, his hand u pon Dan, felt his guide suddenly come to a halt. "Great snakes !" ejaculated Dan, i n a whispe r "What is it?" "Look ahead. I reckon some grizzly has taken up quarters in here again," and, looking, they saw the cause of his stopping. CHAPTER VII. THE PHANTOM ARROW. The s ituati o n was grave From in front came a l ow but distinct growl, and they could see a pair of yellow eyes in the darkness. "That critter must be killed. Can you put a bullet be tween his eyes?" asked Dan. "Not in this darkness. I couldn't see the sights of my rifle;'' replied the sco ut. "Oh, I can fix that, I reckon." H e to ok out a match, wet the ml, and rubbed both the fore and hind sights of Bill's rifle. The phosphorus made them p lain. By getting the two in a line with the eyes of the grizzly_, it would be possible to make a shot w ith some chance of a fata l result. The yellow orbs continued to gleam, but the growling had ceased.

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    1n THE BUFF ALO B ILL STORIES. e "Looks to me more like a panther's eyes than those of know why old Grizzly Joe had come to this hothed OJ, a grizzly," said Cody. danger, but, as he had the first question in, must b:; "Jove! they're gone. You didn't shoot quick enough, answered. )( Buffa l o Bill," cried Rusie Sure enough, darkness had apparent l y swallowed up the yellow orbs. "They'll show again soon, and I'll put a chunk of lead between 'em," said Buffalo Bill, coolly. "The critter's advancing. AH be ready to give h i m a dose. vVe'll pulverize him, dead sure;'' gritted Dan, bracing himself. "The devil ye will," growled a voice near by. "Don't ye know a human critter yet when ye sees his eyes, Dan Tucker?" "Bless my soul!" gasped the other. "Come, ',ave ye got yer weapons p'inted t'other way, so a feller k1,_ .rik ?" came in the same growling voice. "It's old Grizzly Joe, as sure as I live." "'Course it are. Who else would ye 'spect to find in t his yar hole, Dan Tucker ? Advance a n d give the coun tersign." Cody drew a match along the leg of his corduroy trousers. As it flamed up he saw before him, crouching on the rocks, about as unique a specimen of an old prairie man as one could meet with. Old Grizzly was a weazened-up specimen, whose skin was as brown as an Indian's. His buckskin gar ments, greasy and patched, hung on his frame much as an old su i t might on a pole. Such a man might excite laughter from his looks, but he was#l person to b e feared. For lon g yea r s he had braved the per i ls of the bo r der, and his hand-to-ha n d conflicts with redskins, together with personal encounters with wild would fill a book. Every scar upon his body and face could tell a story. Dakota Dan stepped forward and wrung the bony hand. "See hya r,' d idn't I ketch one o' ye ment i on the name o' Buffter Bill?" demanded the other. "Yes, he's here," replied the scout. ''It's been many a ye
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    THE B UFF ALO B ILL STORIES. 19 er two weeks, Two-Strike will have a thousand braves er his command," declared Dan, seriously. rizzly pointed out the portion where the dead were m o ng many of the Indian tribes the body of a de t e d brave is sewed up in his robe, often with his i a pons and the things associated with him. [!ms secured, the body is fastened on a scaffold or tform some six feet from the ground. ater on, when through age the scaffo l d falls, the es ar e collected and buried, all but the skull. n hese form a my s tic circle, in the center of which are gic totems, left by the medicine men. 1er o this grim place daily came the squaws. ;a eated upon the ground, they caress the sad remnants h usband or brother, singing songs, or holding an imag conversation with the object of their pecu l ia r af U t ion. these things Buffalo Bill knew. cbn his part, with his glass he was endeavoring to see u vhich lodge Captain Andy was kept a prisoner by his s. mies. !though he had no glimps e of the white man, he soon ned where he was secured, because there was a guard ujore the lodge ,e f wice had Buffalo Bill seen the big chief Two-Strike :it f he one occasion he was seated upon a knoll, in the He seemed sad, or else in a serious state of mind. sa i young men called for war, while the old ones coun d peace. a n I wish I had a bow and arrow," said Buffalo Bill, to iinjsclf, but aloud. ot plenty o' s ich in hyar." so ardly Old Griz z ly ceased speaking than he 1ght the articles mentioned into view. t ody examined them. Sioux make at that. Where is thei r owner?" skinny ranger shrugged his shoulders, and gave t same peculiar laugh. thAs ther winds, Buffier Bill. I never seen him arter v 1 went into ther r i ver. He found this yer cave by acci t but he made a mistake." uffalo Bill had taken out paper and p e ncil. e was busil y making a series of characters upon the dia I sheet. ff a When done, he handed it to Old Grizzly. "Read it." The ranger did so without difficulty, proving the ac curacy of the writing, and his own proficiency in the art of tramlating Indian signs. Two-Strike-Chief-Medicine-man-your o l d friend, Buffalo Bill, warns you not to be deceived by young fools. If you raise the hatchet, the soldiers, who are as plentifu l as the sand on the seashore-you have seen them-will kill your tribe to a man. 'i\Tait and see-Big Foot is a fool-let Two-Strike be wise. BIG CHIEF BILL. Having rece i ved back the missive, the soldier scout wrapped it about the shaft of the arrow, securing it with some thread. Looking out again, he saw that Two-Str ike still sat u p on the mound, not more than fifty yards from the base of the cliff. "Who is a good hand with these things?" "Reckon I've larned as well as any red-spent twenty years among 'em,'' said Grizzly. "Can you drop that arrow near the chief, so that he will notice it?" "Sartin." "Then do so, old man." Grizzly took the bow and tried it several times, as though to get accustomed to it. There was no chance to stand out at the mouth of the cave, even had he desired to do so, and, con equently, he had to adopt diff erent tacti cs Lying on his back, he pull ed the arrow to the head sev eral times, and a s often let it slip back again. On the next occasion there was a twang, and the arrow was gone on its flight Three of them eagerly watched to see the result, as well as their place of hiding would permi t. "His aim might be too true,'' remarked Dan. "And pin the great chief to the ground. There'd be the deuce to pay under such circum--" "Great Caesar! he's done it!" They could see an arrow st icking upright in the ground, and it, to all appearanc es, had passed through the recumbent Sioux. "I reckon not," said Grizzly, coolly. Buffalo Bill had his eyes to his glass "See, the old chief's sitting up. The arrow has entered the ground between his legs." Two-Strike was not only sitting up, but looking around

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    20 THE BUFFALO B ILL STORI ES. him with the most extravagant expression of surprise, as Cody could see by the aid of hi s glass. The Sioux chief seemed to beli eve this arrow must have dropped from the sky. If meant for his heart, it had come dangerously n e ar. Whether it was luck or skill that had guided the shaft, Old Grizzly had put it just where he wanted it. Presently Two-Strike saw the paper tied about the shaft of the arrow. He recognized the Indian way of sending a mes age, and spee dil y pulled the a r row from its burial place in the earth. "'.He's exami ning the head. Perhaps he may recognize the wo rkmanshi p. It may seem like a shot from the spirit world. Now he cuts the thread-unwinds the paper. Buffal o Bill ceased for a minute. "There, he has finished. He looks around him again, as if half believing the arrow came from the clouds. Now he glances up the cliff-his eye is on thi s spot-it ranges along the top. I see him shake his h ead in de spair. He takes the arrow in his hand and walks away_i that is the lodge of the old medicine man he has gone to." Turning to Old Grizzly, the scout continued : e He had see n much of the world, and, after all, prcfc l f l 1 W ed t 1 e great pra1nes o tie w1 d est to any stam ale ground. er A s hort time after th e singular flight of the mes. "' y T a rrow the s un went down and night closed ove r scene CHAPTER VIII. AMONG THE LODGES. The time came for action. as h ; n th le A D I 1 11 -fo ct1ng on an s s u ggest i on, t iey J::t( )een wise enc to bring with them th e lariat s belonging to the t111' horses. or Dan busied him self in fastening them together, \\'J na he had a s ingl e rope that would reach to th e g-rmmd. It was fastened amonothe rocks, and one in the hi could, singleh a n ded, draw the others up in turn. id It fell up on Amos Rusie to be the one to stay in1ff cave. th A code of s ignal s was arranged, and Old Gr?t went down the rope, while Buffalo Bill followed lP and last came Dakota Dan. !11 "That was the best shot with an arrow I eve r saw \ V h en the old p;-ai rie ranger re ached solid gro t k made, old man, and you can believe I've seen some in my below he found the scout ready and al o ne, for Gri a time." 'Twar a leetl e thing. Spent ten years on the Amazon wid the natives. That's the way they put an arrer inter a turtle floatin' on ther water-become mighty good s hots, I tell ye, boys." Aside, Buffalo Bill said to Dan "How old is your friend, anyhow?" "Nigh bout a thousand, I r ecko n I thought so, by the way he talks of having spent ten years here and twenty there." "You ain't begun to hear him yet. I tried to count once. He's b een among the Eskimos, in India, China, Persia, Egypt; down in Africa, sent to the mines of 1-beria, fought in Ital y, lived in France, met Bismarck in Berlin. Hang me if there 's a country on the earth he ain't really seen. But I kinder reckon h e exaggerates his stay a leetle. for ye see I counted three hundred and seventy years in all, and then gave up the job." Buffalo Bill laughed as though he enjoyed the joke. Old Grizzly was an original man, and no fool, either. had already gone off upon his stran ;;e busine'S. 1 The two crept toward the village, for the hour :t grow n quite late; something like qui et had fallen m the place, ancl then was the time to act, before the ri J of the mo o n as it was 1J t t e r fitted to th e ir purpose. ii! Having carefully n oted the p o sition of tl-ieloclge \1-b w as upposecl to contain the prisoner, th ey made for ia reeping along in the darkness of e \ ery lodge, S pre s ently reached the one holding the prisoner. hl Here they crouched to listen and take in the situat.,. Dan 1\as the fir st to d i cover a g uard and he poi1 him out. e Dan crept forward, as the guard dozed, quite un 11 scions of clanger. ,1 Why should he dream of it under such circumstar' s urroun ded by hundreds of his comrade -an occa i0 glance into the tepe e to as ure him se lf ithat Captain K was there seemed to satisfy hi se n se of duty. Dakota Dan c:-ept up lik e a tiger, then a leap, a gurgling c ry, a fall, and the thing was clone.

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    THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 21 ) e tho e iron fingers clutched the throat of the ed guard, he was helpless. alo Bill hurried up, the thongs were ready, and the guard was bound and rendered perfectly helpless. y might have slain him just as easi ly but B uffalo as averse to it. h an act might be the cause of turning the great Two-Strike against the whites-he was in a condi mind when a small matter would decide the ques lither way. lodge \\'as now unguarded, anll Buffalo Bill crept found 'th place dimly lighted by a lantern hanging the opening in the center, showing that the Sioux arrowed some ideas from the whites in their rela with them. an lay upon a pile of furs, and the scout rnco.g his old friend Captain Andy Blake. ndy, I've come to get you out of thi ." 1 iffalo Bill!" gasped the prisoner. "Did you drop the skies?" i ot quite, though I ca me down from above; but this 1 place for talk-come wibh me .en Cody added: ) ake the guard's gun; or, if you wish, I'll enter a i and secure weapons." un no extra risk, I beg." t me go," said Dakota Dan. 1 in g familiar with all the customs of the Sioux, he : just where to l ook lo find weapons. bile he was inside a squaw passed close by, and they o crouch very low and hold their breath. 1 id you notice her?" whispered Blake ot particularly-why?" at woman was once my wife, but now a squaw i t white \\ oma1! ?" es-the mother of my ch ild. She hates me now like 1 n, because I am determined the child shall be ght up a civilized bein g." only hope she won't enter the prison lodge to talk t you." fear the worst-she is my evil genius," returned ain Andy. white squaw changed her course before reaching the prison lodge, and went toward the large structure of the head chief. 1 t had been a close call. Meanwhil e Dakota Dan was haying an ad.venture of his own in the lodge which he had ente red for the purpose of securing arms. In groping about had managed to arouse 1the sleeper. In an instant he had thrown himself upon the recumbent and half-aroused brave, choking back the cry that arose to his lip s. Mercy wias not entering into Dan' s mind just thenself-preservation was always t he first law of nature with him. Weaker grew tihe unfortunate victim's struggles until finally he lay there limp and lifeless. Dakota Dan arose, breathing hard after his severe exertion, groped around, ,secured a revolver and ammunition, after which he once more made his way outside. When Dan crawled out of the lodge he handed the weapon he had secured over to Captain Blake. The soldier grasped the revolver with an ea.gerness he could not disguise-it seemed like an o ld friend to hi m, and he felt more like himself wihen thus armed Creeping along among the lodges, t h ey finally reached the outskirt of the village, which did not extend to the cliff, because large and small ston es covered the ground. Among these the three intruders picked their way, and reached the rock wall, discovered the rope, a signal was made, and Buffalo Bill \Yent up first. when the rope came clown Captain Blake took a turn-he, too, was landed in the cleft ab t .ve. A l oop had been made in the rope, and this served as a seat-one hand held the body firm, while the other was used to keep him from too violent contact with the rnug h face of lhe 1\ all. Dakota Dan was soon dangling in mid-air. but ju t then a wild cry arose from the village. Old Grizzly h a d n o t yet arrived, and perhaps he migh t be held 1 h e Jn a short ''J>ace of time the greatest confusion existed in the lo lgc -d eafening shouts rang out, fires started into llC\\' life, and one could almost b elieve the place was atlackcc! by a numerous enemy. To fully understand l 1ow thi came about it will be necessary to go back :rnd follow the old ranger, Grizzly Joe, in hi s queer pilgrimage.

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    22 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. He mace a b ee line in the direction of the lnckrn burial g r o und and was soon in the midst of the relic s of the dead. Around him were the platforms on which the bodies of the dead lay, some of them in good condition. Some men would have b een at a loss fo tell which of these held the bones of the chief, bu t Old Grizzly was well versed in th_ e ways of the,5e p eop l e He k11ew there were certai11 marks on the poles supporting the platforms, by means of which the Indians identified
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    THE BUFFALO BiLL STORIES. 23 r:he medicine nian gave a shont wild enough to have d the dead. :>1tves bounded from their lod ges, giving tongue, fires 1g up as fresh fnel was tossed npon them and in a te all was life and bustle where before had been h e and clarknes b old-tim prairie ranger had meanwhile scurried in the direction of the cliff. aticl fortune attendad him in so far that he turned ght way after reaching the wall of stone that rose a than a pistol-shot above the plateau where Two r e s village was located. ely he had reached the spot which he had mentally ?r .cl after making hi s descent, but there was no s ign e lariat there. th veen the star-decked heavens and himself he d a swinging figure, that mu t be one of his com up ,s, and the rope would soon be free and lowered to e h e village the uproar had become fearful, for it la i scovered that other damage had been besides er which the medicine man was so concerned. lu! condition of the guard at the prison lodge had hlli ound out, and also the fact that the late captive was can the work of Dakota Dan in the lodge where he cha1 ured l11s weapon would add another cause for 0 bent. zly Grizzly thought several time he would be discov-ll or parti es of braves rushed this way and that, eeking traces of the daring intrud ers who had in th e sacred precincts of Two-Strike's village and I such confusion. le figuring over the situation thns, Joe !d a sudden rap on the head. 1ve him a start. at\ ccnding, the rope had been whipped from side to nd given him this sudden slap. to ;ea ched out his hand, groping for it. it came against his face. t aught it, and pulling gently, caused the loop to enough for him to push his body through, and one the Signal. 11 cond later his feet left the ground and the old me! himself dangling in mid-air. Then came a pe1:iod of bright light, as the fires caught IJ.olcl fresh fuel. Those above r e alized that the danger of discovery was greater during this time, and they therefore allowed him to hang motionless. He could see the inmates o,f the village gathering in a c rowd at the prison lodge, where some one wa haranguing them-it was the badly-demoralized medicine man, whose bones were sore after his rough experience in the place of skulls. Attention being almost wholly taken up with what was occurring in the village, the chances of his disco very we r e lessened. The light died down, and Grizzly shook the rope. Again he began to move upward-another seven or eight yards had been passed over whe n a sudden blaze or light caus ed a second performance of the same nature. A third halt brought the ranger to the tumbled over the edge, slipped the rope from his body, and then chuckled audibly as though his success induced merriment. They vvere now ready to retreat, but one difficulty stared them in the face. Three horses could not very well carry five men-Grizzly had come with a horse, but it had wandered off, and just as likely fallen into the hands of some Indian brave. It seemed necessary, then, that they houlcl in some manner secure several more mounts, and Dakota Dan snggestecl a plan. Althongh Two-Strike and his braves owned half a thousand horses, there were not over fifty in the village at a. time, and this ignifiecl that the Indians had a corral near by. Dan knew where it la y, and proposed making a call npon it and securing all the mounts they needed. They left the cavern that had served them so well, and under the guidance of Dakota Dan sought the corral of T\rn-Strike, ,, hich lay just around the cliff. Through the village it conic! be easily reached, and at the other side \\'as a narrow passage that the Indians al ways kept heavily guarded. Creeping over the masses of rock they finally reached a spot where the valley lay below them. Here the lariats came into play, the rope being doubled, passed over a spur of rock, and both ends al lowed to drop.

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    2 4 THE BUFF ALO Bill STOHsES \ Vhen all of th e m h 'ad d esce nded t h e last one dr w upo n one end, and presently had the whol e rop e in h i s pos ses sion. They were no. w in the corral, for the whole of the li ttle va ll ey wa s used as s uch To secure a numbe r o f the hors es wa s th e next thing on the program m e, afte r w h ic h the y must make a bold dash through the passage, t aking the fire o f t h e guards and giving in return. Old Grizzly and Dan volunteere d t o do t h e work of s e curing t h e animals. T h e r egular Indian ponies would n o t a llow the whites near them, galloping a wa y with s n o r ts of a larm ; but i t h appe n e d that t here were a num ber o f hor ses recen t ly captured, and w hi ch still wore the halter s, and t o these the two prairi e men turne d thei r full attention. A s a general t hing, t h e r e d man of t h e pl a in s car es m o r e for his h o r se t han h e does for his sq uaw-it is e asier to be mait e d aga in than secure a new mou nt. Their long experience told them that the chances were they w o uld meet w i t h trouble. It would seem l ike a hard job to secur e the horses in t h e darkness, but at the same time this promised to aid t hem in other r espects. "Keep yer eyes peel ed, boys," whispered O l d Grizzly, as they drew nea r a group of a ni mals, \\ bich cou l d just be dist inguished. The racket at the village appeared to have had some i nfluence on the hor ses, for they were snorting a n d prancing around. "See anything s uspi cious yet?" asked D a n. "Over yonder-a brave moving-I k i n see ther critter, he's coming thi s way. Keep q u iet." Old Grizzly la i d his gun on the ground, and Dan knew what wo ul d follow Grizz l y seemed to crouch lo-wer and lower as the Indian's form d r ew nea r er. T h e form of t h e horse-guar d loomed up against the sky. T h e form of the old prairie ranger rose, two hands closed abou t the gi.:.ir cl's n ec k, choking back t h e halfntter ed cry of a larm, and he i s on his back, with Old Grizzly ove r hi m. Dakota Dan remembers t hat there i s a lik e lihood o f this horseguard having a companion. and p erhaps tiie shout \\hich G ri zzly partly st ccccdrd m s lrn tli; may draw him to th e spot. C l ose beside him he bears the sounds that indi desperate strn o-gle, for the horse-guard, ::ilthough by surprise. fights lik e a tiger cat. Dan S\Yeeps a glance around. At first h e sees nothing. If the Indian's comrade comes at all it will be! certain quarter, and realizing th i s Dan does doub! in that direction. Some object moves, but Dan cannot hear his fo; tliis he does not expect, as the noise still contin the village, and, besides. the horses -eem to be fully amused than ever. He bides his t i me, meanwhile holding a finger the t rigger of his g u n, for he means to make a sna that will bring down game. J The head of a n Indian i s 01ltli n ed against t< toward the e n d of the valley wher e the distant c belO\\ The Indian suspected something was wrong, keen ears perhaps caught the moan that death of G ri zzly's p r ey, ) A blaze of fire flas h ed in his face, a report c through the valley, and the horse-guard went doV: Grizzly had long since diseovetecl the fact ber of Indians watched over the gate at the endl1 valley, and might interfere with their departure,c \\" as l i kel y they had nothing more to worry abou't curing the horses. They succeeded in capturing a couple of ve i r horses without much tro uble, and their success aroused a d es ire to do more. After bursting out o f the valley they might n1 a n opportunity to sec u re their own steeds, so would need mounts. Finally the fifth stee d was l assoed and the ord Ji to mount and prepa re for action. "This way," said Dan, quietly, a s he led thenT dir ectio n of the outlet. \\ On e i t h e r hand frowned the great walls reac': most perpendicularly up ward, while in front l passage. T h e guard: must be on the alert, for tlie rackn, k(pt 11; at the villag-e \\ould certainly tell thir

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    arrier loon:e d np hcfnre t h e m i n the form o i a gat e, i ng th e e11tire pas5aM'e f;o m s ide to s i de, a n d D a n g from h i s h one. r "achcd t he gate, and they h eard him unfa ten i t 1 e was int n se. a n d it saved hi s lif e for cam e a s eri es o f bright flas h e s fro m th e s ide o f t h e acco mpanied by th e r e port o f fir earms. o u n d t h e da ring ranger fle'.'.. the bnll e t s for h e h a d rf('i vrn th e m oving lhe gat e s nc h as 1 Sioux bra, c \\ a s r equire d to ulte r hen ce h e had fired up o n. i rdly h ad the red guards poure d in t h eir v olley t h a n 11 acly \\'i nchesters o f lhc four \\hi tes began to p lay. e the flashes fr o m the gun s had betrayed the hiding-o f t he g u a r ds, t h e w hi le \ Y e r e a bl e t o s hoot with r ac cura cy. a! thi s t i m e Dan, draggi n g o p en the heavy gate ded t o w here they awaited his co min g, s pran g upo n f]1ack o f hi s s t ee d and l e d the wa y throug h with a ell s in g le s h o t wa s fir e d a ft e r th e m s howin g that tst a in g le guard r e m a in e d 11c bull e t whi s t l e d b y Buffa lo Bill' s ea r. o fam ilia r b y h alf," h e exclaime d h aving fe lt t h e caused b y th e spee d i n g l e ad. )\ ir progr ess could n o t b e rapi d in s u c h a dar k pl ace, : F obs t acles barr e d the w a y, a nd a stumbl e on the t d)f a horse might mean a broken leg. due co u rse of time t h e\ r eac h ed th e place w here e ho r s e had been l ef t a nd to find t h e m s afe p deed a b i g piece o f l u c k. rfn they wer e off i n flight. s CHAPTER X. A R UNN"ING d heir rea r t h e daring m en of the plains c oul d h ea r e rnuncls of ci; s..:or d and it w as a sure t hin g t hat Ol'X wo nll l soon be \ \ hirlin g m adly aitc r t h em w ere in goo d :;p i r i ts. for s ucces!> had attended t h e i r : but at t h e same time they knc\\ this wa s not the c they s p e d. niakingdet urs to avoid gulches. cle k n'T s o1ne it was easi0r travelin g h i r horse s wer e a d isappoin tment, h ow e v e r for 25 tho u .gh in the start they had done well none o f them held out as did the three under s a d d le. If t h e Indians had taken up the chase i n the prc:.>per spirit the y w o u ld b e sure to O'Vertake them long bdoTe they r eached t h e agen cy, or even the military camp. Per h aps the y might run across anothe r gan g of Indians who w ere t remendously excited by t h e long-continued ghos t danc es. Then again there was some chance of meeti n g a com pany of soldie r s o n their way to Gene r a l Forsyth's camp. D a k o t a Dan discovered the fi.rst sign of human presenc e a s it grew light. F a r o ff t o the east a smoke was rising a bove some rocks and scrubby trees, i ndicating that a camp lay t h e r e. A s it w as not at all i n their li n e of march they gave it a wid e bert h. Sudde nl y Old Griz zly discove r e d pursue rs. Sure enough, when they aros e on a small s w e ll, h e was found to be right. H elter skelter came a band of brave s after them. Their manner was indicative of w arfare-t h e y brandi s h e d their g un s, and the fre s h m orning bre eze carrie d their s houts p l a inly ov e r the intervening d istance to the fug iti ves It w a s n o u se endea v oring to escape b y flight. The sadd l e hor ses, even a fte r all they had gone throug h with p oor f ee d were much the supe ri o r of tll e capture d animals, and c o ul d h a v e outrun th e m now. ::Jea rer came t h e reds. T h ey carried o n lik e mad c reatures. Perhaps th ey h o p e d t o alarm the fugi t i ve : but if s o t h ey m u s t have fo rgotten that thes e m e n we r e all old campaigne r s. E a ch m a n l ooke d a t hi s g un Upon these w ea p o n s their li v e s would soon depend. a n d i t wa s t heref o r e advisabl e that they s h ould k ee p them in good orde r. B uffal o Bill turne d se v e r a l ti m es in t h e add l e but i t w a s t o co un t t h e racing reels, and s i ze lhe m up gene r ally. H e a l so suryeyed th e ground ahead lookin g for a sui t abl e plac e to p ull up. "'\\Th e r e s h all we have i t out, pard ?" h e as k e d of Dan. 1 w as j ust thinkin g. See that rock ahead. vVe can gathe r around it, hor s es in front, a nd give t h e r e d t e r s particular b l azes."

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    26 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "To the rock it is. One more spurt, and w e' r e there." i I His words inspired them. Sweeping along. they soon reached the l o n e rock, and then came the o rd er: "Dismount-and read y to fire!" E ach threw himself t o the ground and made u se of his h o rs e as a scre e n oYer which appeared the grim barrel of a rifle. '\Vh e n the pursuing Brule braY es saw the s ituation of affairs, they adopted a system o f tactics in vogue for many years upon the prairie. dropping out of sight behind their horses and riding in a c ir c l e around the e nemy at bay. There were four guns among the fugitives that co uld send out fifteen bull e t s eac h without trouble, and thal almost a s fast as a man could pull trigger. "Horse, then rider!" called Buffalo Bill, and h e opened t h e ball him elf. The sharp report of hi s rifl e rang out, and was immediately followed b y a second shot, as for a second th e dismounted brave \Yas sigh te d. He dPoppecl into t h e gras nor was h e seen to move again by any one. Shots sound ed thick and fast, but all were not deadk But enoug h was accomplished to s trike con ternation to the heart of t h e redskins. The Indians k ept firing, too, but owing t o the fact that thei r wild horses we r e running they ent their lead rather wild. One bullet, however, struck a horse. and h e let his heels fly lik e a vicious Lhund erboll, striking a econd steed, and creating almost a panic among them. The Indians dare d not charge. for the chances were, sudden death \\'Ottld overtake them. As eve ral of their number had gon e down already, th y saw littl e chance of success. Buffalo Bill findin g i t next to impossible to shoot with justice to himself, fastened hi s h-orse to the adjoining one, and, springing out of the lin e, threw h i mself on the ground. Here he was jnst as safe from the bullets, and could do some fine sharpshooting. The Indians soon dre w off to consult. Even her e Cody e l evated the sights of hi s rifl e and sent several ball s among them, that once more caused a hasty retreat. Com e boys." The scout swung him elf into the addle, and hi. pa11io11: also mounted. I bej they start ed o n again the ndians 5 1 fullo"" ... \in t they pressing us?" as keel Dan. Buffalo B ill looked back and suddenly \\'heel! horsehis rifl e sounded. The ioux. b raves tried to drop forward o n1 horse necks. but t h e lead \YaS too peedy, and or seen to drop. ''That'll tea h 'cm a lesson," said Dan, \\'ith an, ino g lan ce at his chum's vVinchester, with which fl Bill made such 1\onder-,hots. The reels did fall back again in some confusion! i n g a s ho11er of bullets a fter those they hater feared, \\'hich, bei n g fired at random,
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    THE BUF FALO BILL STOR!ES. 1 ping th e tate of affairs, now made a grand rus h for clump of grass, firing as they fo rward. ack to o l d Joe's assistance," 11as the cry that d from the lips of Buffalo Hill. G r izzl y's life depended on thei r arriva l in time, h e I d have a poor ::.ho\\' fo r the reds were c r y close, shots, and Indians 11 hor es were falling. was hardly in the power of human bravery to d thi s for a lthou g h the remnant of the reds had i3 s t reache to do so. hi s is like o l d times," declared ody, a s h e pushed more ca r tridges into hi s pet gun: "and if 1Ye keep o n t h e war will have begu n in earne t. But." he continued, c asting a sober look ahead, in the directi o n where the camp lay, "I'm anxious to k now how matters are progressing over yonde r.' "I heard a noise a while back-it might have been thunder, and then ag:l in. you know thar" s a chance of cannon firing. The troo p s have guns and ritled can11011," sai d Dan. CHAPTER XL THE MILITARY CAMP. The agency was far away on the one hand, and th e m i l itary camp closer on the other. It had been put t o the vote which course lhcv hould pursue, and unanimou s ly they had decided in favor of the latter. If there was to be an Indian battle, they desired above all things to see it About an hour after leaving the dem o rali zed reels b e hind, they s ighted a small party ahead. Buffalo B ill u se d hi s glass, and it re1eal ed the fact that they were two o ld 11arriors and a white man. T h e latte r wa dressed and looked like a ghost from the t omb. W hen the scout had surveyed the t ri o in astonishm ent, he handed the glass t o Dan with t h e remark: ''Dan, what doe s that mean?" T h e oth e r l oo k e d and shook hi s head. "Blcst if I know. L oo k s lik e a chap a t a masquerade Ttie felle r ri grrecl o u t for something tho u m li. Here, Captain Andy, take a squint. You've been r.mong the reds. Do yo u unde rstand the mean ing of that critte r s togs?" As s o o n as the other had glanced t hrough t h e glass, he said: 'Yes, I know." W :ha, t i s it?" "The reds have been having ghost danc e s-that man i s the ghost. H e plays the part of the Messiah, and i s now the main cause of all this trouble. Dan uttered a cry. 'You r e memb e r what I w a s telling you Chief Cody? T hat must b e Jack H orner." '"\ Ve 11a11t him," said Buffalo Bill firml y.

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    28 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORI E S The ot:hers were ahead of them, and would come in tiheir way w hile they advanced toward the fighting camp. Then, agai n, it was discovere d that the y were mounted o n old lame horses that could not go much faster than a w a.Jk-at least, that was the impres io n they r ece iv ed. Instead of aiming d'irectl y for t hem. Buffalo Bill l ed his men a l itt l e to one side, as though he would pass b y, but when at the nearest point, about three hundred yards, they suddenly turned their horses and headed for the trio. To the surprise o f the party, the ghost left his two Indian guards. His ho r se seeme .cl all right, and wa a milk white one, peculiarly suited lo the part h e was playing. As soon as tihe animal sprang aiway th ey could see that it was fresh and fleet. Mounted upon such a b east he could bi d t hem defian ce, for their horses were tired. Buffalo Bill real ized that if he wante d to put an encl to this man's evi l practjce some other system must be in augurated. "It mu sit be done, though I hate aw fully to drop t hat animal." As he spoke, he drew hi s own horse in so that it re mained stationary, and hi s gun was rai sed. The two old Indians se t up a shout of warning, hich t heir comrade heeded b y throwing him se lf forward in t h e saddle. The puff of smoke had hardly come from Buffalo Bill's \ Vin c h ester t-han the whi tc horse wa s see n to sud den l y stop in its mad career and roll over. Hs rider was r-.hro\Yn forward and fell in a heap. "It would b e a m ercy if his neck were broke n th e var mint," declared Dan, as t'hey rode forward to where the man lay He sprang to his feet, howev e r. and would have t ried to run, but Buffalo Bill roared out: T r y it, Jac k Horner, and you're a dead man." He recognized the tone of authori ty, a n d cried: "Don't shoot!" raising his arms ab ove head. He wa badly scared, and called out : "You, Buffalo Bill?" "Exactly, and it's a pity, as Dan Tucker here says, that I d idn't nail you up with your ears at that time, Horner." "\\ "hat fo r ?" h e asked, trembling! y r "]t might have saved many lives. You\e be ca use of all thi s Indian trouble, setting the reds; U ncl e Sam' boy Perhaps they'll hang yo11 for i I iv es a r l osl. ., 1 fow to get him to camp wa a question, but fa \1a m ounte d wilh Captain J\ncly on the stronge of the five while the two old braves had pound't. lame 'ho r ses inlo so mething of a run, a n d we re I gl()od time over the prairie. it Fearing lest som e tr uble might be caused pearan cc of Horner 1n their mid t, Buffalo Bill the looks of the man as much as possible, ar1 fasten d a blanket a r o und him. This m a n b e in g the main cause of the difficulty suacling the Indians to come to terms. the sooner put oul of the way t'hc better. ; j '"I hear no can non." remarked the scout ,,.h were galloping over soft ground. "That's a good sign-the battle ha not fo ught,'' declared Dan. "I'm sure 0 that, for we'd h ave run across tt1 l iv es out here, making fo r the villages. Besiq_ firing would have reached our ears long before n "Jn ten minutes we'll look on the scene." They began to grow a little anxious: a rise of 1 lay before them, ancl beyond this ll'as the camp. The smoke of numerous camp-fires could be s0 i n g in the air. Besides, a Jmm reached their ears. indicating t e n ce of hundreds of human beings. 1 Pickets could be seen statione l on the tops of 1' -these proved the presence of soldi e rs b e yond. I Grging their 1\earied horses on, they finall1 1( clown upon the camp of the reels and whites. There was th e g reat camp of Big Foot, with s dreds of lodges, t eemi n g w ith braves. Near b y was th e military camp of t'he Uniteoc so l d i e r s, their white tenls standing out w ith a re no Indian could unders ta n d. H ere and there were squad s of cavalry, and t hill s were stationed t h e light batteries used u 11( plains. fl From the proud and in solent bearing of !Jhe 11 .x was lo b e feared that their eyes were blinded b1 1 cent demonstrations throug'h which they had pa.

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    THE BUFF 1\LO BILL STORIES. 29 er the religi ous excitement, the bucks could b e said to e e almost gone crazy. a ust in front of a light cannon were several men. he e latt e r looked around, and one of them recognized soldier-scout. 1 Ifs Buffalo Dill,'' he s aid, aloud ,t t this intelligence his comrades looked with new in st at the party. How does the land lie, comrade?" asked Cody, ad cing a little. l Going to be trouble immediately. T he reels are like a of bees swarming. See 'em rush from one point to 1 ther. We are ready to open on 'em with this littl e '' returned the trooper, fondly handling th e gun. i I see. The y are searching the lodges for arms." 1 Tho e are Lieutenant Taylor's Indian scouts." Big Foot and hi s men will never stand that." e Ve reckoned o n it. If they open the affair it will be reccher. Look at 'em following the Indian police lodge to lodge. Ain't that a ight to remember, gh ?" h ar and near stretched the great camp of the Sioux, d the majority of the bucks were gathered in this one lo ion. heir numbers made them brave. hreatening word s were addressed to the red police who went about their work without paying any at ion to the crowd. he y knew as well as any one that they were sta nding ti r a powder magazine, and that it only neNlecl a spark ause an explosion; but, confident of their backing, e sons of the plains went about their work without would not last l ong. here was clanger in the air. atch we shall see something, boys. There goes rhe shot. Xow for the roar of battle." was even a Buffalo Dill said. he m oment of action had arrived. CHAPTER XII. IN DEADLY CONFLTCT. Leveling his gun, he shot a scout down in his tracks, regardless 0 consequences. T11at was the signal the Indians had been waiting for. They outnumbered the soldiers two to one, and many of them had b een with Sitting Bull during the memorable campaigns that ended with the massacre of General Cus ter and his command. Perhaps they were foolish enough to believe that this might be another Little Big Horn affair. One thing the y forgot. These troops were better armed than the men of Cus ter's time, and, besides, they were backed up by the death dea lin g batteries on the hill. Hardly had the s hot rang out that announced the kill ing of the scout in the discharge of his duty, than the Sioux braves sprang to arms. Many produced guns from under their blankets, while others snatched them from places whe r e they had been concealed. They opened a hot fire upon the so ldier s, and many dropped from their horses. Still not a shot was sent in return until the order was given. Then came a dreadful crash of guns, and a score or two of Indians went down. Troopers charged here and there, waving bloody sabres and using their six-shooters, while redskin braves swarmed around them in numbers that threatened to overwhe l m the military. Another so und now joined issue with the carniva l of battle-the roar of the cannon on the hillside and the scream of the shells through the air, followed by the awful execution they accomplished when they struck. The Indians were so mixed up with the troopers that, as a general rule the cannoneers dared not fire into their midst. whenever they saw an isolated group or squad of Sioux braves, e ither retreating or hurrying to the assist ance of their comrades, the guns were turned upon them with terrible effect. "Shall we go down?" asked Buffalo Bill, whose fight ing hlood was aroused. u ne foolish buck brought on the battle. "Reckon we'll have all we want to atte nd to here," refluencecl by his experience in tlm gho:'.l dance, this plie d Dan. s ign ificantly. x brave, upon seeing his l odge invad ed, threw dis-The others quickl y saw what h e meant. on to the winds. Red sk irmishers were making their way up the hill-

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    3 0 THE BUfFJ\LO DILL S TORIES. side. They had oonceived the idea of taking the guns and tnrning them on the soldiers. Could this be done, the soldiers would be treated to a of their own medicine. "Dismount-take the horses back. Tie up that man so we can find him ." These were the orders of Buffal o Bill. The Indians came up the hill like so many tigers, springing from tree to tree. It was of little avail to turn the gun upon them, since they were so scattered. No doubt the redskins would have killed the gunners and captured the gun had it rested 'w ith those in charge, who were not armed to resist such an attack, or strong enough. The determined braves could be seen clambering along the hillside like so many cats, clinging to roots of trees, making use of logs for protection, and all the while drawing closer to the spot where the coveted gun had been placed. During this period the confusion in the valley had been fearful. The troopers together as much as possible, and used their weapons with dead'ly effect. In the e,'Ccitement of the battle a number of squaws were shot. but this 'ms hardly to be wondered at, since they looked so like braves, and bullets were flying every where in a leaden hail. In some places the reds managed to get a small squad of caYalrymen isolated from their fellows, and, although the latter fought bravely, they were forced to succumb to superior numbers. Thus a gallant officer and his immediate command met death. Again, there was a possibility that this engagement would be the signal for suc h an Indian war as had n ever been known along the border, for the conditions of the redskins warranted the belief that they were crazed with excitement. "Hyar they come ," said Old Grizzly. "Fire!'' cried Buffalo Bill. So the rifles began to sound, and those who aimed them were accu stomed to making their bullets count. Here a brave dropped in his track In another quarter a wounded man limped away, sat isfied with his share of the fight. Some warriors, however, were not so easily disposed of. Wounded, they continued to crawl up the side of the hill, their glaring eyes fastened upon the group of men above, their every faculty bent upon reaching them before death came. Bullets began to hum around the ears of the fi! Each man threw himself flat on the ground, ei r execution accomplished erved to warn the Indiiig they w ou ld have to be more cautious. her They were scrambling up in every direction, a capture the gun-coming closer, like the folds of er conda tightening around the body of its victim. x 1 \ll the while their number was being gradm e sened by the hot fire of the men above. II The gunners dared not use the gun, because i death to stand up beside it. e 1 Thus it stood idle, when it might have been ii lead e n messengers among the crowd of braves y valley. r Evidently the crisis was near. ff< A number of Indians had gathered nea_r by, ai;0 waiting to make a rush. s Vlhen they swooped down the decisive part of !d gagement would be settled. r Buffalo Bill changed his position and ordered hh to do likewise, seeking what shelter they could fis11 Then they waited. Jd The silence immediately around them grew : tous; but from the valley arose the awful din dozen sounds mingled in one 11 Already the trooper had turned the tide-the e i were wavering, still fighting with a J bordering on despair, but almost ready to turn before their e n emies. 5 "Here they come!'' Cody shouted. An Indian seemed to arise from behind eveql Their number surprised even the scout, but did 11y may him, and he and his comrades opened fire. At a time lik e this each second counted. His comra !es were not backward, either. :! Each man worked the lever of hi s gun for all r1 worth, until the very barrels grelV h eated t Such a sco rchin(J' fire was poured upon them seemed to wither the redskins. l1 Vv avering, they came to a halt, but the fire kepr1 First one man turned and ran yelling from th11 and his example was contagious. for others joim? until the whole of th m were bounding like s h moun tain s heep, jumping from one rock t o another the hillside. Bullets "histled past their ears and knocked chiplr the rocks. The whites above were shooting to scar.I and not to kill. l; "That \\ork was well done,' said Buffalo Bill. i He \Yatchecl t he cene in the rnlley for a mint: two with deep interest.

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    \'fH E BUFFALO BILL STORlcS. 31 troopers were charging again and again upon the \f S of Indians. sabres glittered as they cleft the air, and s'Ome, g the bridle between their teeth, grasped a weapon hand, plunging into the thick of the fray. e ,vas a sight to inspire a battle painter. t cry one of those who gazed felt their nerves quiver excitement. e men in charge of the gun had regained possession e dare-devil of an Indian had fallen across the gun, i lifeblood stained the many-chambered barrel. ey cast him aside, and made ready to pour another er of lead among the masses of braves in the vfill y. ffalo Bill stayed them. 11 n't shoot at retreating foes-they've had enough." s words were tempered with mercy, and the men cl him. eady the creek was running reel with blood. The 1 hter had been terrible on both sides, for their worst n were aroused, and they shot to kill. diers, braves and squaws lay in heaps among the and on the level ground. b all groups there were where men still fought hand nd, with all the fury of demons urging them on. l emember Cu ter !" arose in a shout now and again P e the din of battle. ster's regip1ent, the Seventh, was there, but few in 1t who had fought under the guicl.ance of the -haired chieftain. \ they revered his name, and as they. faced the e ti fiend many of whom had had a hand i'n hter on the fatal Little Big Horn, that battle-shm1t d their arms, and was the last sound many a ched buck ever heard on earth. 1 ready the fight was really won. 1 e troopers had aroused a feeling of fear in the tts of the Indians, who had believed they could not thr battle. Their medicine men had long been telllfhcm that all they had to do was to try, and they p ti wipe out the palefaces. h I w they realized that this had been false-that dee ad been put upon them, and they were in a position er vile annihilation. made them desperate. fled. seemed grimly resolved to die, and to do all amage they could before going under. i thin another half hour the Indians were in a panic 11 he battle had been won. CHAPTER XIII. CONCLUSION. And now everything tihat could be done was b eing ac complished for the wounded. The roll was called, and every missing man acco un ted for, either lying dead upon t'he field of battle, or e l se wounded, in the temporary hospital that had been hasti ly arnnged, so that the surgeons could get in their work. This was a good record for the b l ue j ackets. Not a man shirked his duty. Their wounds were generally in front-the kind t rue soldiers are proud of. Buffalo Bill and his Best Bower, as he called D an, b e cause t.fie other seemed a second right arm to him in time of need, made up their minds not to accom pany the soldiers back to the post. Captain Andy Blake determined to get beyond the reach of the venomous chieftain, Two-Stril:e, and his w1hite squaw, once the captain's wife He decided to secure his c'hild and bury himself in Mexico, where he could be happy with his own, and b u ry the grim past. As for Old Grizzly, he chuckled when b idding the famous soldier-scout farewell, making one movement toward his breast, to indicate that he kept t>he p reciou s paper there, and t'hen tapping his head, to make Cody smile again as he r emembered that lud i cro u s sce n e whe r e the dying Indian was holding up the old man's wig with an expression of horror on his face. Thus they parted. The Indian war began and ended with that one fierce battle. Had T1wo-Strike determined to go in, he m ust have uragged many other tribes with him. and, as a conse quence, create terrible havoc along the whole frontier. The "Phantom Arrow" from the sky, bearing the mes sage of warning to Two-S.t r ike from Buffa l o Bill, de cided the great red chieftain on the side of peace. as l:i.tar he confessed to the scout '\\''hen they ni.et. Buffalo Bill had once been to him as a brother, and Sioux .chief had the .greatest respect for the scout. At any ra.te, something influenced him at the time when he only needed a turn to make him e i t'her fo r war or peace The Phantom Arrow pointed to peace, and the white renegade, Jack Horner, who had played .the ghost and so deceived them, the Indians afterwar d spirited a 1 way to meet a mysterious and unknown doom-unknown s a ve to the medicine men of the Sioux. THBEND. ext week's BUFFALO BILL STORIES (No. 8) will con tain "Buffalo Bill's Prairie Police; or, The Decoy of Deat'h Desert."

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    The only publication authorized by Hon. Wm. f. Cod, (BUFFALO BILL) 'rHE:-----Our New Sc. Weekly f\ Sure Winne t .Hon. Wm. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) We were the publishers of the first stor ever written of the famous and w or 1 d renowned BUFF ALO BILL, the most darin1 scout, wonderful rifle shot, expert guide greatest Indian trailer ever known, and 2 popular hero whose life has been one suo cession of exciting and thrilling incident1 combined with great successes and accom plishments, all of which will be told in i series of grand stories which we shall no" place before the American Boys. These exciting stories will appear regu larly in our new Sc. weekly to be known 3i TtlE BUfft\LO Bill READ THE FOLLOWING TITLES 5. Buffalo Bilrs Gold Guard; or, Fort Fet-7. Buffalo Bill's Pha ntom Arrow; or, Tb terman's Girl in Grey. 6. Buffalo Bill's Avenging Trail; or, The Secret of a Grave. I Ghost Dancers' Doom. 8. Buffalo Bill's Praide Po!ice; or, The D coy of Death Desert. LOOK OUT FOR THE CREAT INDIAN STORIES STREET & SMITH, NEVV YORK

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    JESSE J.AMES STORJ[S ; WE were the first pub-lishers iu the world to print the famous stories of the Jam es Boys, written by that remarkable man, W. B. La\\sou, whose is a watchword with our boys \Ve have had many imitators, and in order that no one J J shall be deceived in acames. cepting the spuriot!S for the real we shall issue the best s tories of the James Boys, by 1fr. Lawson, in a New Library entitled "The Jesse James. Stories," one of our big fiye-cent libraries, and a sure winner with the boys. The first four i ss ues are: "Jesse James, the Outlaw. A Narrative of the James Boys," "Je:: : e James' Legacy; or, The Border Cyclone," "Jesse James' Dare-Devil Dance; or, Betrayed by One of Them," "Jesse James' Black Agents; or, The vVild Raid at Bullion City." STREET & SMITH, Publishers, New York. BtJff ALO BILL STORIES The only publication authorized by the Hon. Wm. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill.) Buffalo Bill. WE were the publish-. ers of the first story e\er written of the famous and world-renowned Buffalo Bill, the great hero whose life has been one succession of excit ing and thrilling inci-dents combined with great successes and accomplishments, all of which will be told in a series of grand stories which we shall now pb.ce b efore the American boys. The first of these stories entitled "Buffalo Bill, the Border King," appears in No. I of our new five=cent library entitled "The. Buf falo Dill Stories." STREET & Pnblishers, New York. ICK CARTER STORIES THE best known detective in the world is Nick Carter. Stories by this noted sleitth are issued regularly in ''Nick Carter 'Weekly" (price five cents), aud all his Nick Carter. work is written for us. It may interest the patrons and readers 0f the Nick Carter Series of Detective Stories to know that these famous stories will soon be produced upon t11e stage under unusually elaborate circumstances. Arrangements have just been completed between the publishers and Manager F. C. Whitney, to present the entire set of Nick Carter stories in dramatic form. The first play o'f the series will be brought out next fall. STREET & Publishers, New York. Diamond Dick. THE celebrated Dia-mond Dick stories can ouly be found "Dia mond Dick, J r.,The Boys' Best \Veekiy." Dick and his son Bertie I are the most unique and fascinating heroes of \Vester:n romance. The scenes, and many of the incidents, iu these exciting stories are taken from real life. Diamond Dick stories are ccnceded to be the best stories of the\ Vest. and are all copprightec1 by us. The library is the same size and price as this publication, with handsome il1uminated cover. Price, :five cents. STREET & S11nTH, PuLlisJ;1er s, N EwYork.

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