Buffalo Bill and the Danite kidnappers, or, The Green River massacre

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Buffalo Bill and the Danite kidnappers, or, The Green River massacre
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A ,\NEEKLY PUBLICA. 10cVOTED TO BORDER H issued 1-Veek!y. By Subscription $2.so per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 Wt'l!iam St. N. Y. No. 3 8 Price: Five Cents o


moCT:il1 A WEEKLY PUBLI CAT ION DEVOTED T O BORDER HI 5TORY Issud 1Veel t!y. By SJ1bs c,.,ptwn .t2so Per year. E ntered as Se c o 1 zd Class Matter at tlze N. Y Pvst Offia, by' STREET & S'n:rn, 238 Wt11iam N. Y. E11terdel accordi nli' to Act of C onli'Tes s in tire year 1qo2, 1 n tlte Office of the Lib1 arian o f Congns s, Washingt o n. D <; No. 38. NEW YORK, Februa r y 1, 1 9 0 2. Price Fiv e C en ts. Buffalo Bill and the Danite Kidnappe rs; OR, THE GREEN RIVER MASS ACRE. By the author of "BUFF ALO BILL." I CHAPTER I. SN AKES IN THE GRA SS. A bivouac on the prairie and on the Overland trail to the far \iV' est, is the scene. A range of a few miles beyond, which a wagon train had hoped to reach by night, but, fai ling to do so, had camped on the bank of a small stream, w ith it s fringe of willow s and cottomrno ds, that wound its a y acro ss th e leYel pla i n. Nick, the guide had argued tha t it w a r a p retty place fer a mee tin -house, but no kinder place fer a camp as hed ter be guarded from inem i es, both pale face and red But his arguments were overruled and the train '-'Yent into c amp, the horses were lariated out on the I plain, the guards pfaced, and, long before midnight, the sounds of music and laughter died away iJ.Hd nothing broke Hte s ilence that darknes s had c a st upon the scene The guards leaned, half-asleep upon .their rifles the h orses and mules had tired of feeding ancl hacl dr.opped down to rest, or stood drowsily with heJ.d3. bent. But o n e 111 the c amp-Hortense Harmon, th e young da ughter of Captain Harmon, the lea de r o f the p ioneers-toss ed unea s ily for somehow a presentiment of evil was upon her. f{isi n g, because she was unable to sleep, she dressed herself and stepped ou t of t h e tent, a nd stod gazing upo n the ca l m scene.


I THE BUFF J\LO BILL STORIES. Soothed by its quietude, she laughed at her fears, and was about to return to her tent when a form startled her by gliding up to her side. ''.Why, Dolores how you startled me." "Forgive me, Hortense, but I could not sleep," replied her governess, Dolores ,ivroultrie; "I have a weight on my heart, and seeing you come out, I dressed myself and followed you." "I, too, have that feeling, Dolores-a feeli_ng of coming evil; but see, are not tJ1ose men coming yonder through. the long grass?" She pointed' quickly l)pOn the plain,. and Hortense saw the dark forms, too, and said: '"There is a guard stationed jus1 there, 1 think, and they must be some of our people and-.-" She never finished her sentence, for there came a flash off on the plairl., a cry of pain, and up from the grass-covered prairie sprang a hundred forms, and wild echoed back from the hillside as they dashed upon the surprised camp. They were paralyzed with and did not move, and_ instantly he threw a blanket over the shoulders of each and a headdress of feathers on them, and said, earnestly: "Come, for God's sake, for these are John Leigh's Danites. "Come!" His words sent a chill of horror through them, but roused them to action, and, springing to their feet, they quickly followed him toward the shelter of the hills. "My father! oh, my father!" cried Hortense, paus ing in an agony of grief. "Died like the brave man he was; but come, for they'll not kill you." There was a significance in his tones they could not fail to understand, and they darted along by his side with a speed they did not believe themselves capable of, and each moment the of firearms and cries of combatants grew fainter and fainter in the dis. Clasped in each other's arms, the maidens shrank tance. back for shelter behind a huge tree, while around At last their strange leader paused for a moment them raged the fierce battle, for the trainmen knew to listen. they fougl1t fot their lives. All was silent behind them, an:d he said, sadly, and :And thus crouching, more dead than alive, they yet with triumph in his tones: saw Guide Nick fall, fighting_ bravely against a score "Those in the grass have finished their red of painted savages; then catpe a cry that Hortense knew too well came from her father's Lips-a cry of pleading, not for himself, but for his child, and a pistol shot was the answer. And thus it went on, the fight surging away from them toward the w agons, and they gave up all hope. But suddenly up to them dashed a slender form, and he held 111 his arms a bundle, while he said, quickly: "Come, throw these Indian togge1'ies arou11d you and c0111e with me. "Hasten, or all will be lost." ; work, but you two, who were their intended victims, have escaped them. "But come, for you are not safe yet." And once more they continued their rapid ftjght. "Here we halt," and the unknown guide of the two maidens, and whom they had trusted themse lves to without the slightest doubt of him or fear that he might be one of their foes, stopped in a smal J canon. It was dark there, for the foliage uf overhanging trees kept even the starlight from the spot; but their guide bade them remain quiet for an instant; and disappeared from their side iis silently


THE BUFF ALO BI L L STOR I ES. 3 and mysteriously as he had approached them in the camp. Several 1 minutes, which seemed more like hours to them, passed away, and he did not return. What could it mean? \ho was he? Certainly not one of the trainmen, for both maidens knew all of them well. 1 Had he led them there to the better get them in his (power? In their grief at the fearful massacre, which still I was before their eyes in all its horrors, they were almost crazed, and knew not what to do. But Dolores at last said, calmly: "Cheer up, Hortense, for, if it comes to the worst, I have this." "It is a pistol," whispered Hortense. "Yes; one vvhich once saved the life of a friend, and he gave it to me, and it may serve us both." "But how, Miss Dolores?" ''If I see that there is no hope, Hortense, I will kill you, and then send a bullet through my O\vn heart." The young girl shuddered, but made no reply, for death then seemed to her less terrible than life. "Come, my horse is ready." It was the voice of their strange preserver, and he was by their side when they believed him nowhere near them. Silently they followed him through the canon until they came into a valley. Here stood a fine, large horse, which ,gave a low neigh at the sight of his master. "One of you must ride behind the other," said their guide. "And you, sir?" asked Dolores. "Oh, I am used to trotting over the mountains, and will go on foot; but Comrade will carry you both with ease." With a strength that surprised the maidens, he raised them to seats upon ti1e back of his patient horse, Dolores being iv the saddle, and at once set off on a rapid walk down the valley, the animal fol lowing like a faithful clog. All through the night he kept up his untiring pace, over hills, along valleys, and across plains, until cbylight dawned, and the maidens saw before them a broad, swiftly-running stream. But, without hesitation, their guide plunged in, and, holding his belt above his head, swam to th e other side, followecl by his horse. Still keeping on, he held his way up into the motm tains until he halted before a rocky cayern. "Here we can rest for a while," he said, and he lifted the tired maidens to the ground. But, in spite of their grief and fatigue, they gazed upon him with unfeigned (,l,dmiration? for in ycarsnow that they saw him in the daylight-he seemed but a youth. He saw their earnest gaze, an

I 4 \fHE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. But ill-fortune seemed to dog his steps, and it was long before he could kill a deer and retrace his steps to the little cavern in the mountains. At last he reached there to find no trace of the maiden:;. He hailed, and no response came, and, dismount ing, he picked up his blankets, which lay just as he had placed them. Throwing them across his saddle, again he called aloud. This time there came an answer, for a bullet whizzed by his head, and half-a-dozen forms darted out of LIH! cavern upon him. .CHAPTER II. FRiENDS. The sun had soared to quite a height above the horizon, the morning after the attack upon the en campment, as a horseman rode along at a rapid pace, following the trail left by the wagon train. One glance at his horse was sufficient to show that he had been urged hard, and upon the rider's face was a look of anxiety, and he constantly kept his gaze fixed upon the trail far ahead of him. It was Buffalo Bill, the scout, who was thus following the track left' by the train, and having delivered his dispatches at the fort, for which he was destined when he first came upo1i. the party under Captain Hannon, he had determined to head them bff ere they could cross the Green River, and warn them of the danger they would meet by following the direct course to their destination. He had crossed their trail as he had expected he would, and pr_esse

/ THE B U f'fJ.\L O BILL STORIES. 5 ment, and a low call brought his horse to his side, while he muttered: "Iro11heart, there are two th a t I do not find here, old fallow." The horse gave a low neigh, as though understand ing wh a t w as said and Buffalo Bill con .tinued: "Thos e two not being here, are alive and it will be: bette r to look after the living than tarry here to bury the dead s o \ r e will jog along, Ironheart." J The scout then threw himself into his and f the r e s t having refreshed his hors e he set off at a quick pa c e al o n g the trail left by the murdering band. "They came across the prairie, and retrea .ted this w ay after their helli s h work. "Too late! but a fearful revenge shall follow this reel deed, and Buffalo Bill s face was white and stern. Suddenly he drew rein, for his experienced eye had d etected some s ign. "Ah! here i s where they branched off to bury their dead, a nd they h av e coYered up their tracks well; but I s hall soon see what secret the grave will tell." \ Vith an instinct that wa s remarkable, he foJ.lowed the faint trail, and soon halted by a spot where his scout's eye told him the ground had oeen dis turbed. L eav e s blown from the fore s t lay about in piles as though left there by the \Yinds ; but beneath thos e w e r e s oft earth, and Buffalo Bill 's knife soon man ufa ctured for him a wo o den shoYe l which quickly threw out th e dirt. It \Y a s not a l ong tas k as h e worked unceasingly and a b o d y wa s soon revealed, "In full \\ ar paint and feathers, but a paleface he nmttered, a s h e rubbed the du s ky cheek of the dead. "And another, and another; well, the train made a good fig ht of it and rid the earth of a few of thes e devil s "But, alas! they went under at last. I "Yes, they are white men not one redskin here, . and, a s I thought and feared they are Danites. "Now, to the rescue of thos e tvvo whom they h a ve spared." With a muttered curse, he again sprang his horse, and once more followed the trail. But soon it branched off, the main force going to the right and a smaller force g oin g to the left. A n instant did Buff a l o Bill he s itate and then he made up hi s mind which cours e he would purs ue, and he follow e d the smaller trail. It led him down the valley and the n up into the hilis again, and he wa s about to gi v e his horse a re s t be fore attempting the climb, when he heard ringing shots not far away, and with the speed of the wind he rode in the direction from whence came the s o unds. But ere he had gone a: hundred yards he reined up, for before him he saw a horseman coming rapidly toward him. It was the youth who had saved Doi res and Hor tense from the Danites, and the two came to a dead halt, and each with a revolver leveled at the other. "Well, who in the name of the Rockies are you?" asked the scout, gazing upon the handsome youth, as he coolly sat on his horse, his revolver thrown for ward and a qu1et smile upon his lips. ''Up in the mining country the boy s call me Satan's Pet. Ma y I a s k your handle p a rd?" The r eply w as so cool, the manner of the youth, whom Buffalo Bill felt certain had just escaped irom so me dread danger, was so indiff erent that the scout laughed lightly and replied: "On the prairies I am kno w n a s Buffalo Bill. " Buffalo Bill! Put it there, pard, for I have heard of y ou north, south, east and west and the youth low e red hi s re : ol ver and rode forward, with extended h a nd, whil e he added:


r 6 THE BUFFJ\LO BlLL STORIES. "And rumor don't lie in saying you are the handsomest man that ever put on a buckskin Bill flushed / at the unexpected compliment and said, pleasantly, as he grasped the extended hand: "And I have heard of you, too, little pard, and now I look you square in the face, I guess neither your friends nor your foes have lied about you." "Friends I have none, and, as for foes, all men seem foes to me," said the youth, while a look of deepest sadness came into his eyes. "Don't say that after this pard, for I am your friend; but what's the trouble up the cafion ?" "Trouble enough. John Leigh's Danites butchered a train, and, though I saved two of its members, and left them up at that cavern in the hills while I looked up game, I came back to them in the hands of those devils, and they nearly got me, too, and I know they want me." "Doubtless, from what I heard of your trailing the Danites." "I have had cause," was the sad reply. "By Heaven! that 1s it, then; as soon they missed the maidens they struck out after them." "\Vhat are those ladies to you, may I ask?" "Ncithing." "Then why did you serve them?" "To 'serve:;. myself, for I learned that Leigh was organizing his band, ai1d felt he would attack the train, and he was the one I wanted, and if I could join the immigrants, I knew that was my best chance to meet him; but I was too late, and, seeing the maidens, saved them." "Had you joined the train before, you might have been massacred." "True, but not until I had killed John Leigh, the Danite feader," and the youth spoke with a savage earnestness that told the scout how deep was his hatred for the man. "Come, let us go back up the canon and see what I can b!! done, and we'll doubtless surprise those fellows, for they'll think I'm scared for good," and the youth laughed lightly. "'\ V ho were the two you saved?" "I am your ally, little pard, so lead on," was the "Two y-oung ladies." pleasant remark of Buffa o Bill, and, side by side, "Ah; the captain "s daughter and her ?" they went back up the canon toward the cavern. ''Yes." "\Vell, the party that have them is not large, so let us return and see what we can do to rescue them; but I should have thought you would not have left them." "I could not help it, for I had only Comrade here to carry them both, and traveling all night, felt cer tain I had gained some seven h'burs' start, and could rest for five; but they followed me rapidly, and how, at night, I cannot understand, for I covered my trail as well as I could." "I can tell you." "Indeed!" CHAPTER III. IN THEIR OWN TRAP. \Vhen the two allies arrived in sight of the entrance to the cav:rn they saw that the escape of Satan's Pet, as he said he wa s called in the mines, had created an excitement that had not subsided. \,Yhite men painted as savages \\: ere bending over fallen companions, shot clown by the daring youth, and thrne were preparing to mount horses led out of the cavern, as though to go in pursuit of the enemy "Yes, they had bloodh o unds for I saw their who had dealt them such a severe blow. tracks." ''I'll tell you wha t you do, sir; open on them with


} \fHE BUFF /\LO BILL STORIE S J your rifle and run them back ihto the cave, and they''l He could hear their horses moving about on tht I think I have returned, for they did not notice that I rocky flooring, and their Yoices were echoing back carry only revolvers, I am certain," said Pet, ad-to him in earnest conversation. dressing Buffalo Bill. Presently, out of the riding m a group, l "A good idea, and we can keep them beseigecl there clashed six horsemen at full speetl until night, and then, as they come out, follow and Then Buffalo Bill knew that their plan was to make a dash to rescue the young ladies." .._ ''\Ve need not wait until night, for yonder cave is one of my haunts in these mountains, and there is another entrance which they do not suspe t, and I will go there and see if I steal the girls out.'l 'I hate to have you go alone. 1 "I am generally alone; I told you I ha Ye no friends, \ and, besides, you must stay here and keep them in the cave." I ,I "Now let them know they are not forgotten." Buffalo Bill raised his Colt's repeating rifle, and, with the flash, a man fell dead in front of the cavern entrance. Back, pellmell into the cave went horses and riders, aud only the slain were left without. A b?yish laugh broke from the lip s of the youth at the sudden stampede of his foes, and he cried, gayly: ."T h at's the music! Just sing them the same song each time they appear, and I'll be back in an hour or so." He left his hor?e lariated o _ut with that of the scoltt, and has ti Iv_ disa ppearcd in a canon that led further "' . into the h ills, while Buffalo Bill, protec.ted by the bowlder, kept hi s eye fixed upon the cavern. Once he caught sight of a form moving far back in the shadow of the cave. ancl instantly his eye ran -. along the s ights and his finger touched the trigger. A smothered cry followed the shot. and the scout knew that his aim had been true. At lq_st he came to l he conclus ion that the occupants of the cavern were prepating some surprise for him charge upon him each man trusting to luck not to be the one who got the rifle shot, and feeling confident that their weapons close qua1'ters could quickly put the youth to flight, for it was evident that they believed that their foe guarding the oave was none other. But they had not taken into consideration the deadly aim of Buffalo Bill. Hardly had their horses given half-a-dozen bou11ds before they saw their mi stake, for one man and two steeds had gone down un?er the scotH's fire, and a fourth shot broke the arm of a second rider. A narrow canon, with steep si des, led to the shelf upon which the caYe opened, and, feeling that it was safer to retrace their way to the cave1 !11 than keep on for a 11undred yards qnder that fatal fire; they I drew rein to go to the right about. But during the temporary check the ttne1ring rifle poi irecl in itsfire. and in Ydld terror -they started back to their retreat. But .sticlcienl}' the three men left r 'eii1ecl bac'k thei r horses \\ith crie s of terror for out of the ca\'ern bounded a slender form, a revolver in hand, and instantly he opened upon them. \Yi th horror they the very 01ie they belieYecl had been firing t1pon them from over the bowlder, an as another horse went clown beneath his air,, .. lhey darted to the steep side of the canon, and, UC;s rting their animals, clambered up the embankment. But Satans Pet was deterhlinecl not to let them escape so eas ily and sent another shot after them vhich brought a man tumbling back into the cafion,


8 THE BUFF J\LO BILL S TORIES. just as Buffalo Bill came dashing toward the youth, who cried out, in cheery tones: "Four from six leaves two." \Vell, what discovery did you make in the cave, Pet, for I see that you did, indeed, flank the devils?" "Yes, b u t the girls are not there." Not there?" "No; they did not come with this party, but kept on with the l a rger force, contrary to what we t hought; but I don' t give up their t rail. "Nor I; but you hat!. the caver11 well?" "Oh yes; they foui:1d the girls asleep, doubtle;. s, and sen't them on after the main force under Leigh, . w hile eight remained to captute me on my n;turn. "Vi/ ell they didn't

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