Buffalo Bill's drop, or, Dead-Shot Ned, the Kansas kid

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Buffalo Bill's drop, or, Dead-Shot Ned, the Kansas kid
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Issued Weekly. B y Subscription .faso per y ear. En'tered as Second Class Malter at tlu: N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 Wi7lta1n St., N. Y. Entered a ccording to Act of Congress in the year 1903, in the Office of the Librarian o( Congress, Washington, D. C. No. ms. NEW YORK, June 6, 1903. Price Five Cents. I BUFFALO Bl,LL'S I OR; . _ill\ .. ... J f Kansas -.fl, -Dead=Shot Ned, the Kid. I .r ., .. By the author of "BUFF ALO BILL." .... :, I l - CHAPTER I. . THE FEUD BETWEEN THEM. "C'ffeat Scott! it is the camp of the Hokomb emigrant train and our people are not three miles away. "A meeting between the two trains means death to many. "What shall I do, what can I do to prevent bloodshed, for on the trails each follow they must meet; yes, they b d h B" H are oun as we are, mto t e igorn country. The speaker was a youth of eighteen, well grown for his age, well formed, and with a face which well ex pressed boldness and determination. He was dressed in border garb, had a belt of arms about his waist, and a rifle slung at his back, while, peeping out of some bushes at the top of a hill, he had a field glass in his hand, with which he had just made some im portant discovery ; one that had blanched his bronzed cheeks and caused him to speak as we have repeated, when his eyes had fallen upon a camp in a little valley not half a mile from where he was under cover. He stood like one at a loss what to do, for by his glass he had recognized those in the camp, and who, jvdging I I by' his words, must be foes to himself and to others camped not far away. "Only to think that the Holcomb people should have come this way! / "Does i't mean that, in th,is new land, the bitter feud must be kept up as in the past? "I do not know just what is best to do, so will retu .(n to camp and talk with father and our guide." .' He took another long look through his glass at the camp in the valley and saw that there were half a hun dred wagons, several ambulances, a few buckboards, and fully two hundred people, with horses, cattle, and a com plete outfit for establishing homes in a new country. The youth sighed as he looked at them, and then, walk ing back through the thicket, came to his horse, a fine ani mal, which he mounted, and rode down the hill until he came to a narrow vailey, through which ran a small stream. Halting in the stream for his horse to drink, he was looking down into the water when, suddenly, he heard hooffalls, and there quickly dashed up a horseman, who also halted. Neither had seen the other, a5 a clump of willows had ..


2 THE B.UFF ALO DILL STORIES. hidden them from view, but now the discover y was made at the same instant and more, there was a qui c k and mu tual recognition, the action of both showing that a h os tile encounter might follow. The newcomer was also well mounted, armed and clad in frontier garb, while he, too, was a youth. About the age of the first youth presented to the reader, he had a dark, handsome face, but one that was unde niably sinister and reckless in expression. "What ill wind blew you into this country, Ned Bliss? for I know you, though you are in Wild West togs and I thought you far away" said the one who had just ridden into the stream, and he held a revolver in his hand as he spoke. The other had also drawn a weapon, and the two were not ten paces apart1 while the latter replied: "I might ask you the same question, Jim Holcomb, only I happ e n to know that your father's camp is over in the next valley, so suppose you hunting homes here." "As you are. For I know that your camp is not very far away: and so it means that destiny has led us both here, and you know the Holcomhs are not the ones to bury the hatchet, while you hold one life to your credit." "It was a strange destiny, Jim, that brnught our paths together again, after they had parted, as all hoped and be forever; but, as it is so, and bloodshed mu t follow, I have something to_..propose to you that other lives may not be sacrificed." "What is i Ne d Bliss?" "As you said, our people hold one life that bas not be e n avenged and so I offer what I do. "I mean that w e can end this feud of blood with -your life or mine. "We can make a compact, for I have a pencil and paper, pledging ourselves that this vendetta shall end with your death or mine, and urgfog H1e pledge to be l{ept sacred by those whom we r e present. "If we do this, the feud can end; if not then : you know what sorrow and deatli-bi ows m ay follow. "Are you willing to do this ?'J v i "And fight you to-day?" "Yes, it is the Sabbath day; our camps are resting, and tlie one who survives c .an return fo his people x and tell of the compact b e h'.'een us, and then send word to your camp or mine as it may be, to corrie here after tbe body, and make known the compact oetween us which ends the feud forever. "This is what I ask, and as I do not beiieve you to be a coward, I will expect you to agree to my terrris. "I will do it; but, how can a duel b e fought oetween us without haV.ing seconds? "Why not go to the camp and l et u s l ;iave fri ends to wit ness the fight ?'J You kno w that, in that case, your father and mine would be the ones to meet, not yo u and I, and their lives are valuable while ours are of little or no account." ''I'll go you, if it can be a square, stand-up fight-no trickery, mind you." "1 am not of that kind i but, let us first write that com pact, and then we can ride a hundred yards apart, leaving our rifles at a certain point between us. "Then we can start toward each other firing with our revolvers until one of us falls dead, for wom1ding must not count.' "I am agreed. "Now r to the compact," said Jim Holcomb. \. .... -. ,, .. ..... CHAPTER II. THE DEATH COMPACT. Ned Bliss the first to replace his revolver ii\ his belt, rod e out of the stream and dismounted. Jim Holcomb followed his example, and the two staked out their horses and approached each other. As they did so it was notic ea ble that they were well trtatched in h e i ght and physique-that both were fine specimens of ma ly youth, and it seemed strange and pitiable th a t they should m eet there in that wild land only to carry out a deadly feud that had existed long between their people. Taking a littl e ske tch book, half filled with drawings1 from hi s saddle pocket, .Ned Bliss sat down b y a rock, and with a pencil b ega n to write, remarking as he did so : "If I go wrong; tell me Jim.'' "I will, b,ut I guess you know about what to write," was the reply. Then Necfwrote, in a bold han-d in which there was no trcuor, as follows: ,.. Sweetwater J'4ountains "May rotb, 18-. "We, the und e 1 :signed, Jim H 0lcomb and Edward Bliss, late of Kansas, havin g unexpectedly met each other here, in this wild land while the people of eac h are on the wa y to seek 11e'h'.. home s in.a n.ew co untr)'. h op in g never to_ f ross the path of th e other 111 life, and, being well dware of what this meeting means to th ose we 1ove, hav e hereby agreed on this spo t t9 offer ourselves as a sa,crifice to forever end the lon g1 bitter and deadly feud tha t bas existed between our r espect ive families an d fri ends. -'. . . T o thi s e nd w e p l edge ourse lv es, and d emand that all 9 ther s com:iectecl with u s s h all sacredly keep, the pledge a11d liv e by thi s compact, namel y, that_ the death of one of us, o r both, if so it be shall holly encl this 'Vendetta. "That the one w h o s urvive s if so it be that one doe s, s hall go to the camp of the o n e sJain and r eport what has been done. and whe r e the boclv of the other can b e found. "That in case bo t h s hould : m e e t death here this paper shall b f placed by our rifles upon a stick, and the compact


... :i--"" ;...: 'lo I Ir' I -! I I I 'Iii.-;! I ... 3 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "' mus t be kept when found, and the two wagon trairts go sep2.rate w ays without meeting. i "Witness our signatures "JIM HOLCOMB, "In the name of my people. .. ''EDWARD BLISS, "In the name of my people." 9 "That is just what it should be. "Now, in case both fall, write bel ow the conditions of the duel," said Jim Holcomb. This was also done, and the two youths added their signatures, as seen. Then this strange compact was put upon a stick, driven in the ground in tb-e valley, and clo se at hand were placed t he rifles of each youth_ / Their horses were the n mounted and a startmg pomt for eac h was staked out, a hundred yards from where the r ifles lay and upon either side. "We will mount h e re at the center,' Jim, ride in a walk to the turning stake, and when we turn dash toward each othe r firing_ "Is that satisfactory?" "Yes, and I advise you to get at your prayers, for I in tend to kill you was the sneering response. "It would seem like mockery t-o me to pray when I was going to kill a fellow -b eing," replied N ecl Bliss. "Ah you speak of. it as though y ou are sure of your game Ned." "I certainly do not intend to allow you to kill me if I can prevent it," was the re sponse "I know you to b e a dead s h ot; I know what you have done, boy though you are; but I intend to avenge my brother whom you killed, and that will even matters so that this infernal feud may be dropped unl ess your father takes a fancy to avenge you." "Does not the compact bind them to obey?" "If they keep it." "They must, for that is why I agree to this duel." _, '1 "If you should kill me, why, then your side will have two lives against us_" "Stick to the compact, Jim, for it will prevent many more deaths and you certainly do not wish your father and others to fall in avenging yo u, any more than I do." "No. I gue$S the compact goes as written, only it will be very hard for the Holcombs to end with two lives unavenged, should I fall." 1 "Better so than many more, especially as now that all of us have come to this wild land death will be a very serious matter." "That is so." "I love life dearly, Jim Holcomb, and--" "Don't your conscience trouble you for killing my brother?'' sneered the other. "You know that I acted entirely in self -defe nse, for your brqther so confes sed b efo re he died. "But, as I was saying, as dearly as I lo ve d life, if I felt certain that my d eat h at your hands would end this ven detta, I would allow you to kili me, and so l et it rest; but I believe all will be governed by our death compact_" "Ah, yes, doubtless; but I shall kill you if I can, and yo u ll be a fool to allow me to do so if you can prevent." "Are you ready?" "All ready!" "Then let us start on our ride. Good-by, Jim, and if I am the one to fall tell them that I met my fate as a brave man would." He held out his hand, which the other did not take, and the two started to ride from the rifles to their respective st arting points to begin the duel. CHAPTER III. ,1 ."fJ, .... .. A STRANGER "CHIPS IN." The valley where the two youths had so strangely met and entered into their remarkable and deadly compact was not a very wide one On one side of it ran the little stream b efore referred to_ Along the brow of the hills upon either side of the vale grew a fringe of small timber, and halfway between this and the stream the ,field for the encounter had been se l ecte d. It was an open space, devoid of tree or rock of larg e ize the sward was of a short grass, and the stake on whi ch fluttered the fateful compact and b y which lay the rifles was distinctly lJisible for some distance up and down the depression. The day was a beautiful one, full of sunlight and as silent as death, a Sabbath stillness which the two youths meant soon to break with the crack of revolvers as they sought each other's life. At a walk the two horses started for the stakes around which th ey were to turn, after which they could dash forward at full speed or at the will of their rider, the re volvers being aimed and fired when d esi ed. Jim Holcomb had a significant expression upon his face, as he rode away from tb.e center stake_ It was both a sinister smile and look almost malignant. He drew his revolver before he had gotten ten paces from the center stake ; then he halted his horse, gazed back at his enemy, and the expression on his handsome-featured face became vicious, tigerishly threatening. He seemed to have made up his mind to some act which would free him from all danger and bring down his enemy. Quickly he turned his horse, and there rode his unsus pecting foe not thirty paces away.


, .. tr t 4 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. '. Drawing his horse in line, Jim Holcomb slowly raised his revolver to take a deliberate aim, resting weapon hand upon his l eft arm as he held it out. Another moment and he would have pulled the trigger, but, suddenly, there came in loud, commanding tones: 1Hands up, there, o r I'll send a bullet through your treacherous heart!" The effect w as so startling upon Jim Holcomb that his finger, resting on the trigger, nervou sly pulled it and the r eport followed But the aim had been destroyed by the startling com mand, and the bull et fi(ef wide of its mark. At the report Ned Bliss quickly turned in his sadd le, for the words utered had warned and startled him, and he faced his dishonorable foe. And he faced the one, too, who had uttered the threat ening command. When Jim Holcomb in alarm, had pulled the trigger of his revolver, he, too, had turned to see who had so mys teriously appeared upon the scene and thus had thwarted him in his attempt to murtler the yout h who had trusted him. He was the more dismayed to behold a rifl e l eve led at him and not a hundred feet from him! He then heard, added to the stern command : ,'t. "Hands up, if you va lu e your life !" Ned Bliss was facing him now, and he saw but one way to escape death, which was to promptly obey the com mand. This he did, hi s eyes riveted up o n the newcomer as he dropped his revolver and raised his hands above his head. Ned Bliss could not at first take in the situation; he could not realize that Jim Holcomb, though a bitter foe, would attempt to kill him like an a ssassin. Gazing at the newcom e r after a quick glance at his en emy, he saw, as did Jim Holcomb, a man mounted upon a superb roan h orse, that had on a hand some bridle and fine Mexican saddle The animal stood perfectly st ill reined back after he had sprung out of the willows, where, doubtless, the horse man had been in concealment while the scene was being enacted .by th e two boys. But the rider? It was he who now riv eted the gaze of the two youths, as, with a word his -horse, he came slow l y toward Hol eomb, his rifle re dy to send a double s h ot at the first sign of ho stility He was a man of sp l endid build, tall, broad-shouldered, and s lend er, though athletic. His seat in the saddle was perfect, and his appearance most striking The dress of the stranger was buckskin hunting shirt and leggins, large spurs glittered upon his hccta, and a I?icturesque slouch hat was upon his head. But it was the face of the stranger which was most at tractiv e, for, once seen, it never wou l d be forgotten. Darkly bronzed and with a lon g mustache, each feature was perfect in mold, and each bore its imprint of fearless ness and invincible will. The e yes were large, dark, shaded by long lashes and full of expressi011, now blazing an ge r as they were bent upon Jim Holcomb. earer and near er he came and a t last was within easy pi s tol range when Jim Holcomb called out: "You nail him Ned, and g ive me a chance, for he means to kill u s both. ... l. 1t1"--- CHAPTER IV. BUFFALO BILL. At the words of Jim H o lcomb Buffalo Bill's rifle again flew to a level and in deep tones came the words: "If you make a move, young man, I send a bullet through this boy's heart I .shall not act, sir, for I do not b e lieve you mean harm to me," declared ed Bliss. "On the contrary i saved y ou from this fellow's treach ery "Don' t believe him, Ned. He is an outlaw and will down us both, if you do not pull the trigger on him," cried Holcomb The strange r smiled in a pec uliar way, but rode up to Holcomb and t ook his r evolvers from his belt. Then he threw his lasso coil about him, pinioned his arms down to his side. Jim Holcomb was deadly pale now and said fully: t'Yo u stand by and allow me to be thus treated, Ned, for eve n th o u g h we are foes, we should be t ogether against a common outlaw. "Had this gentleman intended to harm you, Holcomb, he would not have acted as he did. "I wis h to hear what he has t o say, for there is some-thing about this that I do no t understand." "I will exp l ain in a few words, my young friend." "Don't believe him, Bliss." "You can do as you please when you have h eard my story. "I will." do not know about the quarrel between yo u only that th ere appears to be a d ea dly one. "l take it, too that you belong to a wagon train on the trail over in the. next valley or y o u would not be here. "I hav e been on that trail, and I camped here for noon, and had just led my horse in from fee.ding, and was sad-


dling up in the timber here, when I saw you approaching down the slope of the hill." He nodded toward Ned B l iss as h e spoke. "I was about to hail yo u while you r hors was drinking in the stream, when your enemy here came up the valley ' I waited and saw that there was trouble between you I c ould not hear all that was said, but I saw and h eard enough to know that there was bad blood and you were going to fight a duel. "I waited to seei the result, determined to chip in at th e right time for I am not one to like to witness scenes of bloodsh e d, though my life is amid the worst of tragedies 'The moment yo u began to rid e to your positio1;is I saw that this yo un g fellow was Rlaying the traitor act, and I watched hi\11 clo se l y, saw him turn in his saddle, glance a t you, and then w h ee l his horse to fire at your back. "He intended to take no chances but to d e lib e rately murde r you. "It is a li e, Bliss! but of course you do not believe this fellow." The stran er smiled sere nel y and resumed : "I was going to ride toward the center p os t, as you reached the starting point s but I saw I had to act and quickly; so I brought your traitor pard h ere Ned Bliss seemed deeply pained by the sto1'y told by the strange of th e act of treache ry. He was 0f too noble a nature himself to beli ev e his enemy gui lt y of such dishonor and cowardice. But he now felt that it was true, and more the words and acting of Holcomb in him to side with him again s t the strapge horse wn l rnd be,en proof of his guilt. He looked hurt and indignant, rath e r than angry at Jim, while he offered his hand to the unkIJown, and said: ''I feel that I owe you my life, sir, and I can only thank you for it. "I did not believe that Holcomb would b e guilty of an act so base, rather than ri sk his life with me, for he comes of a brave race, and I know his father to be a most honor able man though my enemy, yes, the enemy of all my kin d r ed and friends. "I wish I could do more than thank you, sir." "Don't mention it, my boy, for I have the satisfaction of having saved life w h ere, often, it is my duty to take it. "But will not this quarrel be re sumed affer I set him free for I do not, of course intend to hold him a pris oner. o, for after what be has been guilty of, I cannot of course meet him. though I mu s t hold myself r eady to face an y one whom he ma y to face me. "This is a strange affair, it seems to me." 'It is both strange and peculiarly sad, sir?" "Is it a fe ud b etwe en yo u?" "That is jns what it i s, a cruel vendetta, and has been 5 for three generations, for it dates back to early days in Kansas, whe r e the fight was between the Free State and Slavery State people as to w hich should rule. "Ah! I can well und erstand the situation when you say that, for I am from Kansas myself, and my family have been great sufferers through the fight of the two factions -in fact, my father was killed by the party that were in favor o f making Kansas a slave State "May I ask your name sir?" ''William F. Cody, once of Leavenworth, Kansas." "If you are William F Cody of Leavenwort h then yo u must be the great scout, guide and Indian fighter whom all know as iJ3uffalo Bill, said Ne d Bliss, ith great ea rnestness. The answer came in quiet t ones: ''\res, I am Buffalo Bill." CHAPTER V. THE STORY OF A FEUD. Even Jim Holcomb l ooked upon the man before him now wit h int e nse interest, as he heara the tali sma nic nam e of Buffalo Bill, and knew th a t he stood i n the pres ence of a man who had won a famous name upon the frontier ,As for Ned B liss, he seemed almost awed, yet de lighted, and said : ''I have never seen yo u sir, but oh! how much we have heard o f you 'We are n ot from near Leavenworth, but you may hav e h eard of what i s known a s the Holcomb-Bliss ven detta." 1'Indeed I have1 and it has been a crue l one, for many l ives have been l os t on each side, as friends and reia tiv es joined in the fight. ,. "Your name i s Bliss, I t ake it, for yo u l ook lik e a Southerner." l Yes, sir, vve are from Alabama, and my father 1 s Captain Dean Bliss I have seen him once, and h eard much of him. "Yon were of the slave ry faction, therefore on the other side from me but fro171 all I have heard, it was the Holc ombs who began this against the Bliss fami l y." ' es, sir, for n1y g r andfather was s h ot by the fathe r of this young man, who is Jim Hokomb. ''His death was ave n ged by my un t ie, and this l ed to th e families who were our kinspeople and friends taking s i des wit h us, while the others also had a stron g follow in g, and when they met death was sure to follow the meeting. It then became a l ife for a life, and even the bo ys were brought into the fight. So it went on, sir, until the e l dest brother of Jim


r 6 1THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. Holcomb here met me on the trail one day, me to fight him. "He had a friend with him, but I could not back down, and-I killed him. "His friend was a square fellow, and told just how it happened, and sick of so much bloodshed, father desired to leave Kans as and come to the Far West to find a new home. "The result was that all our kin and friends decided to also come. So we made up a train and with our whole outfit started for this part of the country under the guid ance of Lew Sykes, whom you must know as a great guide." "I know him, and he could not bring you to a more beautiful country than he has, if you are strong enough to hold your own against the Indians, which I take it you are, from the size of your outfit." "You have seen it, then.?" "No, only the trail up the next valley." "That is not our trail, sir." "Not your trail?" repeated Buffalo Bill, surprise. "No, sir, for our camp is several miles over in this direction." "Then what large wagon outfit is it that was up the next valley here?" "The Holcomb train, sir, for I was out on a hunt' alone, and I can1e upon it and recognized Major Ellis Holcomb in the camp, and I tell you it was a surprise to me, for I did not know that he had left Kansas." "Nor did we know that your accursed gang had left Kansas," broke in Jim Holcomb, savagely. "We were forced by our women folks to leave Kan sas, and are on our way to this country to find homes, and here we are, the Holcombs and Blisses, with all their outfit camped almost upon the same trail, and within a few miles of each other "That means another fight to the death, for you or yours can't escape us, Ned Bliss." "You won't find that we will try very hard to run away, though. "All of us had hoped there would be an end of killing, and as we have met here, if you wish to keep the secret, I will, and we can go separate ways, Jim, and there end the feud in that way." "No! The Holcomb never run from a foe, and as our trails have brought us together again, the vendetta must go on," was the hateful remark. "No no There has been death and sorrow enough, and we can go our separate ways from our present camps, and so not meet, if you will only keep the secret as I will," urged Ned. "I will not," was the vicious response of the bound boy, and his face showed a malignant satisfaction in the story he had to tell. "Jim Holcomb, you know that those of my name are not cowards-that we have never turned our back against odds; but, what except evil and sorrow has this vendetta caused, and I beg of you to consider before you act. "You and I alone know the secret that a strange fate has brought us together in this almost pathless wilder ness; for this gentleman will not tell what he has dis covered, I feel sure." "I will not," answered Buffalo Bill, firmly. "See! we can keep the secret; your train can go on its way, I will see that our trail will go far from yours, and that they shall not meet again." "No!" bravely exclaimed Jim. "Think of your mother, of whom I had thought of with sorrow when I killed your brother. "You have a sister, too, and she will suffer, while there are many near and dear to you, all of whom must face the bitter blows that are sure to fall should your party and mine meet. "Think of all there is to lose and nothing to gain except reyenge, while you, Jim, may be one of the first to go under. "No! no! Keep the secret and do not let the two out fits meet, I beg of you." "Bah don't talk like a woman, for meet now they must!" "They shall not meet," came in the stern tones of Buffalo Bill, and there was a fierce light in his eyes as he turned them upon Jim Holcomb and uttered the words. QIAPTER VI. BUFFALO BILL'S WINNING HAND. In his hatred for Bliss Jim had almost forgotten that Buffalo Bill was present; but the words of the scout re called him promptly to the fact of his presence, and he fairly started at the utterance. But Jim was ever ready for the "game of bluff," and he tried it on with Buffalo Bill by saying, insolently: "I should like to know what business you have to chip in, if you are the great Buffalo Bill, the terror." I believe I have been called a terror by evil-doers, and as I look upon you as a very tough character you will find that I will act with you as I do with other criminals." "Criminals I" almost shrieked the youth. "Yes, a criminal of the most despicable kind, for you would now be an assassin, had I not interfered. You arc too much of a coward to face an honorable foe, and so you sought to shoot him in the back." "You shall answer for this, some day, Buffalo Bill." "If you were a man I would answer now, and thus pro-


THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 7 tect myself fr om a snake in t he grass, a ruffi a 1 ) who would shoot in the back; but I say right now, if yo u dare t ell your people that their foes have, by a most r emarkable c o incid ence, come al so to this country1 and are n ow en camp ed half a doze n m i les from them, I wll go to your camp and make know n your cowardly act to kill this b oy I know that your father is no man to t o l erate a n a ssassi n, e v e n if his son i s that man; and the people who are with him would d e n o unc e yo u t oo, so n ow g ive m e your oa h that yo u will say nothing 0: thi s meeting, or that yo u know of the o th ers h a ving c ome to this regi on; oth e rwi se I will take yo u to camp b ound as yo u are, and t ell th e w h o l e story of your cowardice and treachery "What do you say? Speak quickly, fo r if I make up my mind to take yo u I will n ot relent for all t h e promises you can make at t h e l ast moment." Th scout was thoro ughl y in earnes t as Jim H o lcomb full y r ealized H e knew well that his father wo uld be the firs t one to turn against him fo r his dast ardly attempt, for ou t side of the feud, t he clan had no stain against their nam He knew that his m ot h er, hi s sister, and all others wou l d regard him in the light that the scout did, as a coward who had acted the part of a traito r. "Although I don' t admit your charge against me, sir I see that I am n o t in a posi t ion to asse r t myself, so I mus t yield," sa i d he. ''That means tl;iat yo u will k eep the sec r e t of the pres ence in this country of the outfit to whic h this youtli be l o ngs?" asked the scout. "I will, but--" .:J "But what ?'1 "Th a t still leaves Neel Bl iss and fi1yself d ead ly foes ." "Ah yes; I can well that he wants nothing to do with one of your ki nd," ste rnl y r eplied Buffalo Bill and the youth flinched under the asper sion. But Ned Bliss, wishing to smoot h m atters ove r, and c onten t wit h the v i ctory won by the sco ut said: "I thank o u Jim, for your promise, for it will pre vent un to ld sorrow fo r my people anq you r s not t o know that they have c ome t o the same country to find enemies ." They will find it out in some other way." "Th ey will n ot, unless yo u are the tal e b eare r, for I will see to it that yo u clq not se ttle within m any a lo 1g l eague of each oth e r ," averred the scou t I hav e sa id that I would not tell." "Will you sw ea r it? I must demand your oath for I am suspicious of th e m ere p romise of one who will sta b in the ba ck. ' Again th e un fortunate youth flushed und e r the sco u t's words. Now, sir, do yo u take your solem n oath, by all yo u hold clear on earth, and y ?ur h ope of a hereaft e r, that y o u will not betray the secret that the Bliss outfit i s m this c o untry, or have left Kansas?" I do, yes," was the sullen response. "It i s well i and l et me suggest that should you do otherwise yo u will find me hot on your trail, for the in nocent shall not suffer through your hatred for this b oy. "Now, I will go with you to your camp "For what purpose?" "I am a govern m ent officer, and my duty takes me there, fo one re ason while another is to see that you are guide d to a desirable place to settle, fo r I know this coun try >veil." 'l\t .. nl!t"''T'lllilr CHAPTER VII. TI-fE SCOtJT ON HIS GUA D. J The sco ut at once set the yo uth free, and handed him hi s rev olver h had dropped upo n the ground, as well as his rifle. The pal?er written and signed he tool< from the s t ake and put in his po ck e t, thou g h Jim H o lcomb wanted it, w hil e Neel B l iss told hi p 1 ro keep it, if h e so thought proper. I intend to do that. It is a proo f of the duel agreed upo n and which I broke in upon-for reasons," answe lecl Buffalo Bi ll. I will see yo u some tim e in the future my young friend; and now l et me s uggest hat yo u t ell Lew S ykes, your g ui de, that yo u met me. up o n a scout, and I advised him t o take yo u to the V all ey of the Sweetwater t oward Fort Fette rman. "I will, sir." "You will find good l ands there for planting and grazing, excellent water, a nd b e within easy ride of the fort if aid is tJeedecl.J' "Yes, s ir and l h o p e we will see yo u in our new home some tiine, fo r you will be m os t welcome "Thank yo u. I'll look in upon yo u some time, for I scout thi s c o untry from the P l a tte Ri v er to the Yellow stone. "Good-by, an d luck to yo u. The scout and th e b oy warmly clasp e d hands a.nd then Ned started off toward hi s camp Buffalo Bill calling out: "Yon seem to be a good plainsman to find your way." 'Oh yes; I am a Kansas boy, yo u know," was the an swer. Then Neel callee! to the scout and rode back toward h i m t o whispe r : r.w atch Jim as yo u would a snake, since hP c an be so treacherous as he was toward me. "I will ke e p a n eye o n him never fear ." ''But h e i s armed, as you are, and you are a l one, yo u know."


8 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. "Yes, I'll be on my guard. Good-by!" and Buffalo Bill rejoined Jim, who remarked: "Some plot against me, I suppose?" "No, only a word of warning." The two youths had not spoken at parting, and as Holcomb and the scout looked back they saw Ned disappear from sight. "Well, scout, I don't just recall the trail to camp, so as you know the country so well lead the way and I will follow ," said Holcomb, as he and Buffalo Bill rode along siae by side. The scout smiled in a peculiar way and responded: "Pard, I am too old a bird to be caught with chaff." "What do you mean ?" "Simply that I always keep a madman and a coward where I can keep my eye upon him." "Do you mean that you are afraid of me?" sneered Jim Holcomb, while his face paled. "Yes, have it so, if it pleases you, for I have had proof of what you can do behind the back of one who trusts you. We'll stick together, boy pard." "Afraid of a boy?" "No, of a gun, for I know their danger in the hands of a boy." "We'll stick closer than brothers, so make no mistake, young fellow." So the two rode along side by side, down by the side of the stream, which led through a narrow and rocky pass at the foot of the valJey. This pass led into a plain, and thence onto the valley in which the Holcomb party had encamped over Sunday. Across this plain Buffalo Bill had been following the trail of the wagon train where he had see n the tracks of H olcomb's h o rse and followed them through the pass and along the frin ge of timber until he had come upon the scene which had so nearly ended fatally for Ned. As the scout had gone t o the stream to allow his horse to drink, his return to the pass, accompanied b y the yo uth, had be e n along the winding brook, thus taking him a much longer way than directl y through the timber, in which Ned Bliss had di sap peared after parting from the other two. The trail through the pass was rocky, and on the side of a slope, while it was so narrow that the scout found it difficult to ride by the side of the youth. Finding that they must go single file, the scout decided that he must force tl:ie youth to go ahead. "Boy pard, you take the lead here," he shouted. "I don't know the way." "The trail is plain enough, though narrow, and it will only be for a hundred yards t'hrough this rocky pass. Go ahead, I sa !" alf d as he spoke Buffalo Bill's horse slipped on the now very steep hillside, lost his footing completely, and then rolled down the hill, with his rider. CHAPTER VIII. THE BOY RESCUER. The cry that burst c om the of Jim Holcomb at the downfall of Buffalo Bill s hor se was loud, exultant and full of hatred He was upon treacherous footing him self ) so moved his own horse to a saferspot, and then dismounted, grasping his rifle as he did so. What his intention was his face rev ea l ed, it was so full of malignant determination to be av,enged upon the scout. The noble sorrel had appeared to fall h eav ily, and to the youth it looked as though he had rolled over his rider, dragging him with him the fifty feet down the steep slope to the stream that sped like a millrace through the rocks just th e re. Seeking a spo t where h e could see Cody and his h orse, both prostr a te he r evengeful youth called out: "Now, Buffalo Bill, it i s my time!" With the words he was bringing hi s rifle around, when suddenly, as though from the clouds, c ame the command: "Drop that gun, Jim Holcomb, and b e quick about it!" The int e nded assassin was fairly. terror-stricken. He could not have brought the rifle to his shoulder to save his life, at that m omen t. 1 He stood like one with palsy, trembling from head to foot. His face was as pallid as a corpse and his eyes were sl ow ly rai sed until they rested upon the one who had check mated h im in his murderous intention. H e beheld N eli Bliss. With his rifle resting over a rock the youth was aimmg directly at him. The weapon was ready to fire, t e finger upon the trigger. Fifty feet above him, upon the cliff protected by the rock in his front, Ned held his enemy wholly at his mercy. "Ha, young pard, you h ave taken h im off my hands, and when he cert a inl y h ad the drop o n me, came unex pectedly from the scout, whom Jim Holcomb had believed to be badly hurt. "Are you hurt, Mr. Cody?" called ou t Ned from tli e cliff. "A little, and shaken up con s iderabl y ; but I'll soon pull mys e lf together while yo u keep your gun on that imp." I'll kill him if he moves," was the emphatic response. There Jim H o lcomb stood, white-faced and trembling, and seemed to be dazed. Buffalo Bill was lying by the side of his horse, the ani mal having obeyed his master's command not to rise, for


.THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 9 the scout saw that he must hold hift\ as a barrier for his dpected duel with Hol\:omb. He had dropped his rifle in his fall, but had his re volver in his belt. When the horse had rolled over him, fortunately the scout's form had been in a crevice of the rocks, and thus escaped being crushed or injured. From there on the two had slipped down the steep slope to the edge of the stream. The horse had been si,

IO THE BUFF ALO BILL STORr - S her knees thus rem ained, the whole scene forming a thrill ing picture. In an instant Ned had leap ed from his horse, caught the trembling, terrified animal that had been in the clu tches of the lion and was bl eeding freely from the wounds of claws and feeth, while he spoke soothingly to quie its fright. The girl watched the youth as he examined the woun d s and did what he could to stanch the flow of blood, and ri s in g from her knees she came toward him in a timid manner and si l ently held out her h and, h er lips quivering and h e r eyes full of tears. She was a gi rl of fifteen, with face and a form of rare grace, her ridin g habit and slouch hat being particularly b ecom in g to h er. The youth appeared not to see the outstretched hand as he busied himself with her horse, and said : "If you will come I will lead him back to the stream yo nder, and check the bleeding." "I will gladly come; but will you not take my hand, Ned Bliss ?" Do yo u offer it merely becau se yo u thin'k yo u owe me your life, Miss Hilda?" "I offer it b eca u se I do owe yo4 my life, for you hav e saved 111e from a fearful death; bu t also to show you that I forgive you." "You mean for killing your brother Ralph?" said the yout h with a voice that was low and pathetic. "Yes you were n ot the one to blame-I forgive you." "Thank you, for as his sister you have much to for give "Con1e." He led her 1 orse toward the brook he had crossed a few hundred yards back, and s h e followed, l eading his. She watched him as he bathed the wounds until th ey stopped bleeding and then she asked, timidly: "Why do I find you here, Ned, for I thought you were in Kansas. "Your seeing me here must be a secret between us two -you must promise that." "You surely are not here to--" I know what you think-that I am here to kql some one of your people. "No! oh, no, no l I am not a murderer; but I came West with a party and have strayed from camp. "vVhy are yo u so far from your camp, alone?" "I came out with my brother, but turned bac los t my way, and saw the smoke of our camp over yonder and was going to it when the lion attacked me." "That is not your camp, but I will guide you to your peopl e," was the repl y CHAPTER X. BACK O THE CAMP. Th gi rl looked him square l y in the eyes now and said: "No, Ned Bliss, you must not go t o our camp, for even after what you have d o ne for me there are those there who would kill you 11 will not go n earer than to show yo u the way, for remember, you are not to tell of this meeting, only report that you were attacked b y the lion and escaped." "You n;1ean it?" "I do, m os t certainly. You must' promise me." "I will. "Then let me a i d you to m o unt, for night will be here soon, and your horse will not be able to more than get yo u f h ere I fear, for it i s seve ral miles to your camp." He raised her lightl y to the saddle, and then l ed the way at a canter. He saw that the m ovemen t of the horse caused the wounds to bleed afresh, though not as b efore, and he quickened his pace. Just as darkn e ss fell he came to the ridge where a few o f the camp-fire$ were plain l y seen, and then said : ;'Now it is but a quarter of a mile to your camp; you see the fir e s and hear the dogs barking, so I will let you go op alon e but will wait to see that } ou arrive safely. "Good-by, M iss Hilda. 1'Good-by, Ned, and remember, I will never forget that I owe you my life, and-and--" She held out h e r hand in s i l e nce He willingly grasped it, and without a word the tw o so strangely met partedh e watc hin g her unt\l s h e disappeared in the gathering glooiu. 1 After a brief tirne be a shout in a man's voice, then an answer in the clear t one s of the girl whose words Ned could di s tinctly hear, and he knew she meant he should h ear, for she call ed out: I am safe I got l ost, and--" He heard no more, for a loud cheer went up from all the camp. Then the brave boy rode back toward his own tamp, arriving there jusf as the guide, Lew S y kes, was about to start out with others in sear-ch of him. "It's a bad country t er be lost in, bo y pard, and I was gittin' anxious about yer though I does know you is a first-cla ss plainsman was Lew's greeting. I wasn t l ost1 Lew, onl y detain e d by a .Party I met." "You met so1"9.-ebody in these lon e diggin's young feller?" a s k e d the guide in amaz e ment. S IJ! I don't wi s h it k no wn s ave to you. I'll tell yo u about it wh e n I have had m y supp e r for I am as hungry as a mountain lion and I h1ve had reason in the la s t cou le of hours t know just how hungry an animal of that kind can be."


\ THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. ll "Boy pard, you've had a lively time I'm thinkin', and I not with yer as I had oughter been. "That's what I gets for playin' lazy and lyin' round camp listenin' ter Sunday Psalm singin' an' sich when I' sh'u'd hev been scoutin' 'round. "Git yer supper, fer I'll look out aft.er yer boss, and then we'll git out of earshot and have a powwow." Lew Sykes had taken a great fancy to the brave lad, and had much to teach him in "plains' ways;" in the time they had been together, and found that he had a very apt pupil. As Kansas at that time was on the "frontier,'' Ned Bliss from early boyhood had been amid Wild West scenes, and with the feud existing between the Blisses and Holcombs, he had become matured beyond his years. Acknowledged to be the deadliest shot and best horse man among his mates, he was also a bright fellow naturally, fond of books, had a taste for sketching, and was no mean pei;former upon the violin and guitar, while he could sing a song in a most creditable manner. He was a hero among his comrades, as he had brought down big game, buffalo, deer, bear and wolves in a great number; and then; too, he had a record which he shrank from in having killed Ralph Holcomb, the elder brother of Jim. Likewise, he h avenge-"Yes, the one you kilt." "Yes, and they would attack us." "Sartin." "For us to settlelnywhere within a couple of days' journey of each other would mean discovery sooner or later, and bring on another foud out here in a lawless > country." "That's so." "Now I discovered their camp to-day, and fortunatefy recognized who they 'were before they saw me. "So I pulled out." "B'ig head you've got, my Kansas kid." "Later, I met Buffalo Bill, and we had a long talk to--


!\ i"" ,,. .. ;12 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. gether, for when he let me know who he was I knew I could trust him and told him what I am now telling you ." "He's the man ter give you a good talk as ter what were best." "That is what he did do, for he said he would go to the other camp and guide them upon the head waters of the Sweetwater, which he told me was a lively country; while I was to tell you to guide us up to a 1ine country within a day's ride of For Fetterman, which he said you knew well." "I do, and there you go to settle, though I was pushing for the Sweetwater country; but 'Buffalo Bill knows best; and his say goes with me." "I am g l ad to hear you say this, Pard Lew." "Don't 1 : nention it." '-'/ "I feel now we won't meet the Holcombs." i "Yer don't want ter; but ain't they got a guide?" "Yes, a man by the hame of Jerome Scott." , "I know him, and I don t much stock in him. "Yer. see he were under a cloud from havin lived among ther Shoshone redskins and had an fnjun wife. 'If he ain't tricky, then I'm mistaken." "Buffal o Bill said he also knew him." "That settles it then, fer the outfit goes whar Buffalo Bill guides it. "Strange we didn't know them folks was so near along with us, and all come from Kansas, too." "They have kept farther off than you or anv of us have strayed." "That's so." "' -r "But what more did Buffalo Bill say?" "We had quite a talk together, and I was glad to be with him, for he is so calm in manner, so brave-looking and he gives you in him at a glance," and Ned was very careful not to betray by a slip of the tongue that he met Jim Holcomb, and what had followed thatt meetmg. The affair must be kept a secret. Afte r a short pause in the conversation, Ned said: "Now, Pard Lew, I've got something else to tell )!OU." ''Out with it, kid." "I have met one of the Holcomb outfit to-day." "Then the jig's up!" was Lew Sykes' vehement reply. CHAPTER XII. T H E G U I D E S S T 0 R y Ned smiled at the vehemence of Lew Sykes, the guide, in feeling that all was up, if he had met one of the other party, and replied: "No, Lew, it was a woman." "So much the worse, f e r a woman as got ter tell all she knows, onless it is agin' herself, and then she's as silent as moonrise." "I'll tell you about it, Lew. "It was the sister o f Ralph Holcomb, whom I killed." "That settles it, fer women is more revengeful than men is, when they gits on ther rampage." The youth smiled at the criticisms of the guide about the fair sex, and said : "You must have had a sad experience, Pard Lew, with women." Instantly the man s manner changed, and no longer talking in tl;e drawli1ig dialect of the border, he said fiercely: "I have, boy, I have! "A woman was my ruin, and drove me to what I am. "Why, I was born a gentleman, rich was educated and expected to h o ld an honorable position in life. "But wben I was your age I fell in love, like a fool, with a she devil in the guis of an angel. 'She was after my m oney, was my senior by a couple of years, was engage d to another man whom she loved, and the plot was to have her marry me and her lover kill me on the way home from the wedding as my w ife, would inherit my fortune, which I was, by a certain clause in the will, to get when I was eighteen. "But his rifle snapped, as he had me covered, and seizing a r evo lver I always carried in the carriage, I fired upon hi.m just as h e J.?Ulled trigger a second tim e 'Bo y, my shot brou ght him down, and his shot pierced the heart of the woman, my wife. "He was not dead, but dying, and driven to despair by remorse, J1e confessed all. I had them buried side by side, then I became ill, and for months l ay between life and death: "Recovering, I went to Europe, but I hated men and women, and wishing sol itude returned to the United States via Eastern lands, and crossing the continent halted in the Wild West. "Here I have been ever since, and my house in Maryland is closed, my estate in. an agent's hands, and here I remain and am content with my life. 'r Now you know my story." Not a word of consolation did Ned offer, but he silently pressed the hand of the guide. That meant more than words. Then, as though he had not heard the strange outburst of the guide, h e continued : "This girl left her camp for a ride, got lost, saw the smoke of our fires and thought it was their encampment, so cam e this way. "As she entered some timber a huge mountain lion sprang upon her horse, and fortunately I was near and shot him. "She recognized me as I

THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. 13 Ne9 made no mistake in leading the way there, and an hour after the hu ge beast was in camp and all the people g .athered around it and praising the youth for his deadly aim. "Right atween theii eyes he got hi m, yer see. "Few dea d-shots c'u'd do that and a life at stake," said the guide admirin g ly. Then he called the "Captain"-as he called M r. Bliss, who was the of the party-to one side, and told him that it was be s t t o remain enc amped where they were for another day, as h e had reason to fear Indians were about, and a l so he had concluded that it wou l d be best to l ead the train to another part of the country, witl}in call of Fort Fetterman, and where they would be even better loc ated than in their fir s t choice which he had told them of. Captain Bliss always yie ld ed to his g ui de in whom h e had implicit confidence, and so the p eop l e were told an other day s rest would be given them. Guards were th e n stationed, and s l eeping upon th e ir ci_rms th e train p eop l e retired for the ni g ht, Ned l y in g awake to think over the strange happenings o f the da y in which he had played so important a part. ) .. 'I CHAPTER XIII. I:.' .,#'I ,, .! ! GUARDING AGAINST TREACHERY, When Buffalo Bill rode on w"ith Jim Holcomb, who migh!: reall y be call e d his pri so n e r, he had little to say to him at first. But the youth was determined that the scout sl10uld have his side of the s t ory of the feud, and know his per sonal opinion of all the Bliss ou tfit. So h e ran on from one thing to another, making the Blisses the blackest of the black, and lauding the Holc ombs up to the skies. Buffalo Bill took it all in and often kn ew from hi s own personal knowledge that the bo y was dodging the truth to a very alarming exten t. He made out that the death of his brother Ralph at the hands of Ned Bliss had b ee n a deliberate murde r, and in every affair of the fatal kind the Holcombs had been right, the others wrong. At last Buffalo B ill said in his dry way: "I of course b e lon ged to the Free State party and my father was killed by the Slavery party, but truth and jus tice are not to be denied and though my sympathy is with your people in p o litics, I am confident that they have been in the wrong in this whole feud, for I know more about this matter than you think, b eing from Kansas myself, and I have jotted down as yo u were talking a number of statements that can be brande d as lies, young fellow. "But we will not quarrel, for it must go in camp that we are supposed friends." "Y ou lll nev e r be my friend." "No, not after what I know of yo u ; but yo u are under an oath to me, and I'll see t hat yo u keep it, or I'll tell jus t what you are." "And do yo u expect my fa th er will be gov erned by you, in making a h ome for his people, when he has a guide in '\ whom he has thorough confidence?" sneered Holcomb. "I know that he will. for I have proof of who I am, and 1'-\ .. more I have not the confidence in your guide that you have." 1'If you value your life you had better not pick a quarrel with Jerome Scott. "He is no man to fool with, or back down even from yo u Buff alo Bill." "So I ha ve h ea rd. "Bu t I k n(\w my duty and shall do it," replied the scout. "l w ill b e pleased to see yo u tackle Jerome Scott." "Mor e pleased doubtless than h e will be; but I am just off of a scout to the n o rthwest, and I have made discoveries that t s hall place before your father, Major Holcomb, who is an old army office r, I have heard, and, as the leade r of the o utfit, must be made aware of what is before him. 'How far off is your camp?" "If yo u expec t to turn. my father aga i nst Jerome Scott, hi s trusted guide, yo u will be mistaken." ''I asked yo u how far off your camp is from here?" A b o ut half a mile, I take it." "Th e n I will hand your weapons over; but let me warn yo u right no1w that if you attempt any trickery with me, I'll shoot you dead in y our tracks, for you are no more to be trusted than a I have found." The face of th e youth pal ed at this threat, and he said, so m ew hat warmly: You have my pledge, Mr. Cody, that I would not betray the secret of that Bliss kid, and I have no idea of getting into trouble w ith yo u when we reach camp." "I ha ve only warned you tlfat my father has confidence in his g uide and just l y so, and yo u cannot shake that con fid e nce, and had better not try." I shall do no more than my duty," calmly rejoined the sco ut, and soo n after he halt ed, took the belt of arms hanging to his saddle horn, and handed it to the youth. Jim Holcomb buckled the belt about his waist, as though glad to get his weapons back again, and held out his hand for the rifle. Thi s Buffalo Bill handed to him, the. muzzle toward him . By a quick, but seemingly unintentional movement, the youth threw the gun across his saddle, the muzzle toward the scout. Buffalo Bill's quick eye detected this and, pl:i-cing his hand firmly upon the shoulder of the youth, while he drew both horses to a halt, he said in a tone not to be mistaken: "Sling that rifle behind your back, sir!" It was done in very great haste. The boy knew that he had been detected, and he was cowed by the burning gaze the scout turned upon him. It had been in hi s mini:l, as the scout read, to kill._Buf falo Bill, and riding on to camp say that it was an acci dent. On their way th e n they went. The camp soon came into view and there was a shout from the people as the two rode' up, for Jim Holcomb was popular with many there, and th e n some of the emigrants recognized the great scout, having met him in Kansas. With well-feigned plea sure Jim called out: "I met Buffak> Bill on .the trail, and brought him back to camp with me."


l 14 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. CHAPTER XIV. IN THE HOLCOMB CAMP. A l oud cheer greeted the words of Jim Holcomb, mat he had brought back with him the great scout, Buffalo Bill, and those who had known him in Kansas crowded around to grasp his hand. The horses were led away by the negro cook of Major Holcomb, and the youth conducted the scout to the quar ters of his father. That gentleman had been taking an afternoon nap, but quickly advanced to meet the scout. He was a tall, soldierly looking man of fifty-five, with a stern, sad face, and courtly manners. "I have heard much of you, Mr. Cody, and assure you I am delighted to meet you now, for we have many mutual friends in the army, for I am an ex-officer, yo u know, re signing years ago on account of my family and friends getting into trouble in Kansas, which you may have heard of." "Yes, Major Holcomb, I know much of the feud, and re9.ret that it existed. 'I also know of your gallant record in the army, and, as you say, we have many friends and interests in <:;ommon." "You are stationed at Fort Fetterman, I believ and are chief of scouts ?" "Yes, sir and am just now on a scout, but,' meeting your son, accompanied him to camp, for I was on your trail, wishing to see who was pushing so bravely up into this country." "I am glad that you have come, but we have a mqst competent guide, and he is taking us to a land flowing with milk and honey, to judge from his description. "You may know him, Mr. Cody, fo;his name is Jerome Scott." "I know much of him, sir, and have met him. "Did you get him in Kansas ?" "Yes, he was there on a visit, and we were fortunate to his services." "Is he now in camp, Major Holcomb?" "No, he went off on a scout at daylight this morning, for we rest on the Sabbath day, you know, and said he would not return until in the night. "He seemed anxious to have a lookout well ahead." "He is wise, sir; you have given up your homes in Kansas, then ?" ''Yes, altogether," and the major poke sadly. .. After a moment he added: "You must know, Cody, that the vendetta wa1> a feud that must end, and should have ended long b efore "You understand, for I know how your family suffered, how )>rother turned against brother in the Kansas war, and how many death sce11es followed. "Where the blame lies for the beginning we will not discuss, for we of this generation were not the guilt:>:: ones, but those Io went before. "Still, the feu was begun and cruellly kept up, and many a gallant Ii e was sacrificed upon each side. "Those of my name were the greatest sufferers, and my father, my brothers, and my eldest son have fallen victims. "To remain in Kansas waa for the red work to continue, death of noble boys to follow, or imprisonment to be the end, perhaps death on the gallows. "So I decided to act for the good of aJI. "No man could call me a coward with justice, so I took the move, arranged our plans satisfactorily to all, worked secretly, and when all were ready we pulled out one night on our march out to this country. "Fortu,nately, I met with Jerome Scott, and here we are. "I left the Bliss clan behind, and toe death of my son Ralph, and one other unavenged; but so let it be, for here we will forget the bitter past, and live hopeful in the future.''. Buffalo BiII had listened with deep interest to all the strong man had said. His wife was there, and tears rolled down her cheeks. His son sat there, and upon his young, sinister face was a sne er. The father saw it, and said : "In my son Jim here, I had strong opposition to leaving. "He was devoted to h j s brother Ralph, and wished to avenge him, especially as his slayer was a youth about his own age; but, poor boy, he was not the one to blame, as my son had forced the duel upon him. "He is a fine fellow, I have heard, and though Ralph's blood is u,pon his hands, he acted only in self-defense, and, to be just, I cannot wish that his fate may be the same." "No, poor Ralph was the one to blame, though a sor rowing mother says it," sadly remarked Mrs. Holcomb. .. Buffalo Bill cast a quick glance at Jim, but his head was turned, and he would not meet the scout's eye. Buffalo Bill wondered that their son was such as he was. So the time passed on until evening came, and the had his supper with the major and his wife, for he had said that he wished to have a talk with him later, and he decided to have Jim Holcomb present. Then for the first time it was recalled that Hilda Holcomb h'.}-d gone with her in the morning, and he was asl{ed where she was. "Why, Hilda soon left me to return to camp," was the startling reply, and at once the whole camp was a scene of excitement. CHAPTER XV. HILDA'S RETURN. Buffalo Bill at once sprang to his feet at tlie startling intelligence that Hilda had not been seen since she left the camp in the morning with her brother. He gazed out into the darkness, and his sympathy went out poor girl who must then be wandering lost in the kilds, perhaps was even then dead. "Where did you part with your sister, ?" he asked, with a sternness that was called up by his knowledge of Jim Holcomb, and he bent his piercing eyes upon the youth. "Several miles from camp, sir, when she she would return." "And why?" "Well, she got angry with me because I shot a fawn, and ,said she wbuld go no farther." 'When was this r'


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 15 "Shortly before n oon." "And yo u allowed her to return alone?" 'She said she could follow the trail back again." "I consider you r act criminal ," was the angry rejoinder of Buffalo ill and the major a nd his wife had the same thought. Then Buffalo B ill said : ''Major Holcomb, it is a forlorn hoi;:>e to hunt for h e r to-night but I will start at once, with three men you select to accompany me, and this young man must guide us to the spot where he parted company with his sister. "From there at the first glimpse of light, we will start upo n her trail." This pro\iosition of the scout was received with the warm. est thanks, and p r eparations for the start were being made when a shout came from the further end of the camp, and the voice of Hilda Holcomb was heard. The shou t s that th e n went up o n all sides told how glad all were of the return of the g irl whom all loved most clearly, and whljl was knqwn as the "Angel of the Outfit,'' for the kind \::leecls of Hilda had been felt by all. A few moments after the young girl rode up to her father's tef\t, and the bright camp-fire light fell full upon her wounded and blood-stained horse. 'Oh, my child! "What hav e you net suffered?" cried Mrs. Holcomb as she drew Hilda to her arms. Buffalo Bill had at once stepped to the tremb ling horse, and a g lance showed him what had hap pened l for he said: 'A mountain l ion has attacked h e r, and how she es caped, Heaven on l y knows. "Yes, that gentleman is right, for a mountain lion sp ran g upon po9r Birdwino and nearl) > dragged him down; but I got away I got away-that is all I can tell you, save that I missed the trail after leaving Jim and lost my way. 'Don't let me talk of it, for I can tell no more." Mrs. Holcomb l ed her into the tent, but the girl urned and asked. addressing the stout: ''Will Bird wing live, s ir?" "I will do what I can, miss, t o save him." was the r eply Jim Holcomb had ta ken the saddle off the h orse, and unde r it he h ad found a large white silk handkerchief, folded as a pad to k eep the saddie from t o uch ing a de ep cut from the lio n 's-claw. He regarded the handker ch ief ii;:t a strange way, wrung the water o:ut of it, and thrnst it into his pocket. In the meantime .Buffal o : Bill had caJl.7\l for a and thread, and qmckly sewed the gapmg wounds up, after whic h he bathed th em w ith arnica and covered th em with aclhesiv e plaster. The horse was then g iven a good rubbing down, a warm mash, and blanketed, and the scout said: "I beli eve he will come around aU right. Hi! a had been g iven her s upp er, and seemed to have recov e red her usual spirits, but she did not wish to speak of her terrible !ind no 0:1e 9.u est i?n ed h e r further upon the subject, seemg that 1t was-pamful to her. But Hilda was not anxious t o say more than she had to. She saw that Buffalo Bill, to whom she had been pres en ted by her father, had his own ideas of her escape fr om the mountain lion, and the lea st s he said about the affair the better. S he did not know what to say and not betray the secret of who had been her re s cuer. The scout, without app earing to do so, regarded her closely. His own experience with the savage b e asts known as the "Monar ch of th e Mo tmtains" told him that Hilda Holcomb had not escaped unaid ed upon the back of ber h orse, wounding him as he had with claws and teeth. With a brute of such weight clinging to him a horse would be dragged clown. And yet a weak girl had escaped, and after her horse had cert::tinly been terribly hurt. All the rest in camp saw Hilcla's story, as she wished them to that the lion had s prun g upon the back of Birdwing had been thrown off, an d the fleet animal had sped on and saved his fair rider. B u t Buffalo Biil saw it differently, knew that it was a very strange story, .and wondered h o w Hilda had found her. way to at night, when she could not do so by day. And another also doubted her story, but he had a good reas on for doing so-a l arge silk handkerchief in the center of which was embroidered in red letters the name of ''. ed Bliss." CHAPTER XVI. ' : THE TELCTALE HANDKERCHIEF. while the part y sat about th e tent of Major Holcomb, Hilda saw that her brother was nervously glancing at her and anxious to speak to her. He gave e r s ignal after signa l that h e wished her to leave the circle, and at last sl,ie did so. S h e we n t to th e tent occupied b y her rnoHier and her elf, and thither Jim Holcomb soon came also. H i s face was pale, and a fierce light gleamed in his eyes, as l;ie sat down up on o ne of f he two seats in the very comfortable t ent . "vVhat is it J,im, for yo u hav e been making lTIL>re than a signal station the last half hour?" she said, some what petulantly. 1'1 wished to spe ak to yo u alone." ''Well, here I am and there you are." 'Don't be so uppish." I suppose you vvished to ask my pai;don for deserting rne this morning as you did, and which so nearly ended in my meeting a horrible death?" "No, you got angry because I shot a fawn, and said yo u could find your way back to camp. "And here I am." "Yes, e ight or ten hours aft.er leaving me." "What have you to say to me, Jim, for I was enjoying th e conversation of that dashing, handsome scout, Buiifalo Bill. of whom I have he a rd so much Isn t Jiie just splendid?" "I despise him. 'No doubt, for I believe you were los t, and to guide you to camp. "It is a lie. met him, and he came along at my inv itation." "Because you didn't know the waY. ?"


.1 16 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. "Curse it, no I t "Why are you always picking at me, Hilda?" "I am not. "I was once as meek as that poor little fawn you killed, until I saw that you we re riding over me rough-shod, and then I asserted myself. "I love you, brother, but I do not admire your tyran nical manner with mother and myself; yes, and with all who will allow you to be so, and I, for one, will no longer submit to it. "Now, what is it 'you wish in h av ing me come here, for I desire to go back to father's tent and listen to Mr. Cody talk." "I wish to ask you a question." "Won't to-morrow do?" "No." "What is it, then?" "Where have you been all day?" "Lost in this wilderness." "Had you no motive in leaving me this morning?" "Yes." "What was it?" "To get rid of your temper and ill-natured company." "Nothing else?" "Yes." -.. "What?" I-." .f i "' '1 _: 1 1 1 1 "To return to camp." s. -"11 "Why did you not do so?" "I am here." "W"ny did you not return this morning?" "I lost my way ." "Or had an ap pointment. "What do you mean ?" u "Did you not ride out with me to purposely leave me and return alone, that you might meet some one'?" ''Whom could I meet?" "The one you did." "Ugh 1 the mountain lion? "Don't refer to that brute, or I'll faint," and Hilda shivered. "It WilS not only the mountain lion that you met, Hilda." The girl started, and her face paled. What did her brother know ? He had only come into camp late. The scout had seemed to doubt her story, she felt sure. Had h er brother and the scout discovered the secret she was to keep? With these thoughts flashing in her mind, Hilda decided fo go slow and make no admissions. She knew her brother's savage temper, and she felt how revengeful he was toward Ned Bliss. 1 So she said: "Will you please tell me what you are driving at, Jim?" "You know." "How should I ?" "You met some one to-day." "I met the monarch of the mountains, yes, and p oo r Birdwing will never forget it any more than I will." "You had an appointwent to meet some one else." "Jim H olcomb, it is false, and you know it. "There is n o t a man, or boy, either., that I would meet in this camp without the sanction of my father or mother, and you know I am not deceitful. . ., "Don't be a fool, as well as a tyrant, brother." "It was to meet one not from this camp you went rid ing this morning." "That is also false!" was the indignant reply, and then, with a laugl!, she added : "Now, you must be l osing your mind, for who on earth could I meet in a h owling wilderness?" "Our worst foe, one whom I shall one day kill, to avenge poor Ralph, that yo un g imp of satan, Ned Bliss," savagely hissed the yout h. "Brother Jim, I will call fat h e r to you, for you accuse me of going out to meet the slayer of my brother, one whom you know we left Kansas to avoid. "Have you l ost your miNd, gone mad?" ) "You kn o w as well as I do that the Bliss gang are n o t far away, that they ran a w ay from Kansas because they were afraid of us, and as ill luck would have it, have come to settle in this country." "Do you know this ?" I do.'.' "Does father, or any one else?" "No, no one but you." "And why do you say that I know?" "You could not have escaped alone from that mountain lion, and some one aided you." "Well? "That some one was none other than Ned Bliss, Ralph's assa ssi n." "For shame! you know he was no assassin, Jim, whatever he ma y have done." "Yo u met him to-day." "What proof hav e you of this?" "This silk h andkerch i ef b earing his name." "Ah! let me see it?" "I will not. "But it is proof that you Ned Bliss to-day." CHAPTER XVII. A SECRET STILL. Hilda felt that she was cornered. Her pledge to Ned Bliss to keep secret the presence of his party there would be of no avail. Her brother knew of the proximity of the Bliss party to their own camp. At last, feeling h ers e lf a't bay, the young girl det e r mined to t ell nothing she did not hav e to and at the same time to try and find out all that her brothe r knew. The production of the handkerchief stunned her. She recalled that Ned Bliss had taken it from about his neck, and bathed the of the horse with it, and then had folded up and placed it over the bad cut und er the edge of the saddle, intending to take it out when she got near ca mp. This he had forgotten to do. The handke rchief had betrayed the secret. "Where did you get that handkerchief, brother?" asked Hilda, in the most casual rrian ner. "Under your saddle, where he put it with an affected humanity, t o off his tend e r h eart to you when his hands are stained with the blood of poor Ralph." "Did he tell you all this was his motive(" "No, but I knew it. H


.. J THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. I 17 ti "Mind reader, eh?'' "I wish to know where yo u met him." "I will tell)iiiou." "I want the whole truth." "Jim 'Holcomb, do not judge me from your standpoint, if I am your sister. "I would scorn to lie or to do an act I knew to be dishonorabl e or mean." "Tell me where you met Ned Bliss, the brute." "The slayer of Brother Ralph, yes, but who has cancel ed that act qy saving my life." "No romancing now for effect." "You have seen Birdwing. "You have said that I could not have escaped unaided from the mountain lion." } "Yes, I know it." .l, "Then I tell you that Ned Bliss saved me." "'i "Not a word, but you betrayed yourself. "New, Brother Jim, shall you tell this secret, or will you ke e p silent and thus let no more lives be taken? "I be g you, by all you love in this world, or hold sacred, ,not to tell this secret, for death will follow the knowledg e and upon your head will rest the responsibility." "Don't preach, for I will not tell the secret. "I did see Ned Bliss this morning, and we agreed to remain silent about our meeting." "Thank God but father is calling you." He arose quickly and left the tent. He had left the handkerchief; it caught Hilda's eyes as it lay upon the cot, and in an instant she had seized a n d hidde11 it. But the compact of silence was to be kept, for her, broth e r had told her so, and she was happy. "Bah !" ..... : 1 t "You do not believe me." ,"' CHAPTER XVIII I '" "Some one else did." DENOUNCED. "It i s some one else now; but I'll t ell you that I was lo s t, through your act, because yo u know that you rode Major Holcomb had called his son, as the scout said it away from me and told me to go back to camp alone. was getting late, and he wished to have the talk he had "I did n o t tell this to father and mother, but you know referred to some time before with Jim and his father. that if I had been killed my life would have been on your The people in camp had been passing the evening in head. religious services and singing, and one by one they had "Th'lt I did not go to meet any one you have proof of, gone to their canvas quarters for the night. as yo u left me alone, hid from me, and called to me to Jim approached at his father's call, and M rs Holcomb back on the trail or the wolves would eat me. bade scout good-night, and went to her own tent, "Hunting for yo u I lo s t our trail out, and so I wanwhere Hilda awaited her. clered all th e aftrnoon. But the latter ran over to say good-night to Buffalo Bill I at last saw some smoke a kmg way off, a.nd felt sure and her father. it came from our camp. / As she turned to her broth .er she wh,isperecl: While riding in that direction the lion sprang upon "Remember, the secret must be kept, or on your head Birdwing's back. b e the result "The poor creature plunged forward, and I tried to "' "I'm no fool," was the ill-natured reply, but Hilda dia shoot th beast with my revolver, but each cap snapp e d not of course understand all that th e r emark implied, not -I had not l qaded the weapon1 but I have learned a !esknowing that Jim was under BuffaAo Bill's eye, and dared son and will ! know I am nine nights in ten wit h the skies only as a "It was the camp of his people toward which I had roof. been riding. "But I wish to ask you about your guide?" "They, too had fled from the appalling doom of the "Yes, a fin,e fellow. ) vendetta to this wild land. "We had two, but one died, and he too was a good "He came with me to within sight of our camp-fires, fellow." after he had done all he could for poor Birdwing. "What was the matter with him?" "He wished me to keep secret tha t he had rescued me, "I don't know; but he acted as thou g h he had been pois-and so let no one know in our camp that their hated foes, oned by some wild fruit he had eaten, and died suddenly." the Bliss people were near. "What was his name?" "He said that our paths would divide if no one knew. "Dick Denny." "Now you have all the story I have to tell; but I "I knew him, and he was a fine f ellow." know that you were aware that Ned Bliss was near ere "Where was Jerome Scott?" you found that handkerchief." "He was with him, and nursed him like a brother. "Did he tell you?" "It was a severe blow to hifn."


18 THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. : "You say, sir, that y b u ha v e every confid e nce in Jerome?" I have, indeed ." "Has he been ahead of the train much of late sir?" "Only the last few da y s. "He se erqed to be 'ver y cauti o n s n o t to b e led in to a trap, for thi s 1 is the countr y in w hich t o look for Indians, you know C od y " Yes sir, I know. "And it is the country to shun unless yo u wh olly kn ow your guide, for lar g e as your party i s, i f l e d into a n ambush a fe w hun d r e d Ind i a ns c o uld s oo n d estroy you. "True. But I have s even t y seve n fig htin g men a ll told, and a f e w bo y s and a nmQe r o f t h e wome n w ho know how to use fir earms well. My w if e and daughter, for instan ce "Why, give u s an y n o i ce o f danger, and we ca n build a fort and have provi s i ons to stat;1d a two months s i ege.' "Yes, sir, but, l e d int o a n ambu s h .and h a lf of your people would fall at the fir s t fir e your cattle wo uld b e stampeded, and the who le o utfit de s troy e d for tt,J: p e ople of the Mountain Meadow Massacre w e r e just s o trappe d and the y had a larger forc e tha n y o a "You draw a dolefu l picture Cody " I draw a true one that m ight be, s ir. "Come, you have some motive in this, for twice you spok e of o u r being led i n t o a u a m bu s h .'' Major Holcomb, yo u ;'ire ri g ht. I have a motive and tho u g h yo u will n o t lik e what l Sc\y, per haps I cap onl y st;. k e my n ame and r eputa tion again s t that of the on e I a c cu se, a nd l e t yo u b e the judge.". i "In heaven's name wh a t do you mean, Co d y, for yo u kno w all I l ove and hold dea r i s here?" "Yes sir, and the r e for e I shall spea k, and m o re, I h o ld mys e lf for my ;\ro1 ; d s.' Speak o'ttt, for Go d 's sake." "I t o ld you, s ir, that 1 did n o t lik e n o t tri 1 s t y our gui d e ." "Why Cod y?" "It is true, sir. " "Come, c o me C o d y are yOn goin g t o l e t som e p re j ud i ce you ma y have q.g a in s t poor J e r o m e S cott ca u se yo u t o make me helieve he i s other than fie sh o uld b e.'' "Has h e r e p orte d to yo u of late that you are mo vi11g right upon a large barid in waiting for you?" N o ; but \:an si.tch be the ca se ? "It is as I happen to know ." "Well, well, he is out ahead flow, a nd h e will doubtless so report when he c01ne s in t o -ni g ht. ,. Buffalo Bill smil e d in a sig nific ant way '''You do not believe hat h e will .?" "I know that he will n ot.'' "vVait and see. :, :, "'But now tell me what d iscov e r y y ou have maae .'' "You know I t o ld yo u I was o n a s cout?'' Yes .' "I have be e n ahead o f y ou : a n and I found .a fo r ce of five hundred Shos h o n e bra v es ca m pe d in the S un s hin e Pass, where half a s many wa r ri o r s in hiding c o uld w ip e out a whole regi ment o f soldi e rs. . .. "They did not see m e and j cain e-_d ow n th e vall ey t o the left of this one. "I was this valley o n my way to the fort. wh e n I came upo n your trai l and was fo llowing it whe n I me t your son . I wis h e d to see w hat wagon t rain w"lf!> tra iling thi s w ay, a n d t o warn yo u of d a nger. " B u t my guide, Co dy?" "He h as lived fo r y e a r s among the Indi a ns, has a sq ua w wi fe, th e s i ster o f the h ead ch ief, an d i s be l ieve d b y the s c outs and so l d i e r s t o b e a r eue g ade . l for o n e Major Holcom:b, d enounce h i m a s a tra1-t o r to hi s rac e and I s h all prov e him so to b e .'1 CHAPT E R X I X T H E GUIDE. The r e was n o d o ubtin g t h e words o f B uff a l o Bill in hi s d enunci ati o n o f J e r bme S cott, the g ui d o f the H o lc o m b tra in. l He m ea n t jus t wh a t h e s a i d and Major H o lc o mb l ookecl agh as t a t t h e d i rec t charge o f i nfamy. Jim Holcomb g -Iance d a t h is fathe r, a nd, s ee ii;ig that he wa s r eally im presse d b y the scout's c h a r ge, s aid, in a m ea n i n g ton e : "Perhaps yo u c o uld g ui de the train in safety S cout C ody?" I am h e r e t o do so." "That puts p oo r J e ro me out o f a j o b a n d yo u int o his s h oes.'' M s on!" s a id the major s t ern ly, w hil B uffalo 13ill l oo kin g th e yo u t h sq uarel y in t he h ce, r epl1ed : I par do n yo u yo un g man a s you a r e ig norant and h av e muc h t o l earn, or you wo ul d n e ve r a c c u se a governm e n t o f fice r o f see kin g from o t he r than a l egitimate s ourc e. My d u ty is t o protect th e s ettl e r s in t hi s c ountry fro m j u st s u c h r e n e g a des as is J e rome Sc o tt. I know tha t Ind i a n s are am bu sh e d in your p ath, and I'il stake my li fe t h at yo u r gui d e h a s g one w here they are to h av e the m kn ow of your coming. 1' 1 s hall await hi s r eturn b o ldly acc u e hit'f! treache ry, and make him p r isone r whi l e I gmde your train Major H olcom b to a tnos t d e ligh t fo l valley in w hich to set tle, a nd w h e r e yo u will b e w i t h in c all o f Fort Aspe n, s h o uld t he o c cas i o n de mand aid ." I th ank yp u Cody, and yo u mus t Qardo n my hot head e d b o y fo r h e does n o t !

BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. "Keep silence, sir !" ... "I do not mind him, sir," said Buffalo Bill, calmly. "I will say no more, but, father, you are making a grave mistake. "I will leave you." "One moment, sir !" Buffalo Bill placed him?elf squarely before the youth, and said, sternly : "Major Holcomb, this young man is making a mistake, for he intends to warn Jerome Scott of my presence here, and that will give him a chance to escape." "If you dare do such a thing as that, Jim, son of mine though yo u be, I will banish you from our midst. "I do not believe in the guil t elf Jerome but I kx!ow Cody, and he makes a charge he must substantiate, or take the consequ e nces; but we have too much at stake not to be governed by him, d he shall have his way." "I thank you, sir. "It will save your people from destruction, mark my words, for Jerome is leading yo\?into an ambush . "But it is lat and I will go to my blankets, only the guide must not know of my presence here, and in the morning I will arrest h im A$ain declinibg the invitation of the major to share his tent, and urging him not to allow his son to warn th e guide, Buffalo Bill walked over to where his horse was staked out, got his camping o utfit from his saddle, and, spreading his blank ets, was soon fast asleep. rnthe meantime, there was an angry scene between father and son, before they retired; but at last the lamp was put out in the tent, and both appeared to be soon wrapped in deep slumber. But after a few minutes a form arose from one cot, crept out of the tent and, pulling on his boots outside, walked quietly through the camp toward a group of wagons. Here he found a guard, and asked him if the guide had returned. "Not yet," said the man on watc h half -as leep, and not even knowing who had spoken to him. Gomg over to the spot where the horses were staked out, the youth, for he it was, began to look aQOUt for the animal belonging to the guide. 1 As he did so a horseman rode up. His horse carried his head low, and seemed to have been hard ridden. "Ho, guide, is that you?" asked the youili r,.. "Yes, who is you?" f ,

20 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. "He saw our trail, and was following it when I met him. "He has seen yer pa?" "Oh, yes." "Had a talk with him?" "Yes, a long one." "Of course, he lit inter me, fer that's his style ter slander a man behind his back." "He did not think we were just ble ssed in h av ing yo u as a guide "I th ought so." "It is from what he told father of a better plac to settle in that the trail is to lead in another direction." "Cuss thet Buffalo Bill! "I might hev know'd it." "He gave you a black eye, Pard Scotty." "Whar is he?" "Somewhere near asleep." "Does y er know j ist whar ?" "No, but don t look for him to-ni g ht. "Ee will look you up in the morning, and I only wanted to warn you, so you would know what to expect, for he really did make a very cruel accusation against you, Pard Scott." "Well, I thank yer, young pard., and you won t find Jerome Scott fergit one who has been his friend." "I know that, Scotty, and I hav e some lit tle work m hand for the future I wish you to help me with." "What is it?" "I can t tell yo u now, but I had more trouble to-da y ." "No." ''Yes; but ,I'll go back to my bed now, for I wouldn t have anybody know I was out for a great deal. "Good-night The guide stepped forward and h e ld out his hand, and, grasping it Jim Holcomb turned away and returned to his tent. Jerome Scott watched his departure, then turned, and saw not far a way upon the ground an object l y ing. "Why, it's the guard, and he 's asleep ," aid the guide, as he walked rC\pidly to where he had left his saddle and bridl e It was now midnight, the guards were changed, and t11e camp was as quiet as the grave. Just at dawn Buffalo Bill arose and went in search of the guide He had come in, he was told, during the night, but nowhere could he be found, and a thorough search of the camp revealed the fact that Jerome Scott, the guide, was missing. CHAPTER XXL PURSUIT. The whole camp was astir, as soon as it was report e d that Jerome Scott had returned but could n ot b e found. There were other things to t ell, too, for his horse was there well tired out, ye t his saddle and bridle were gone And m o re, the major' s favorite horse was missing, along with two more of the finest an imal s in the Nor was this all for there were people who missed certain things a roll of fine new had been tak e n from a wagon, two pack saddles had disappeared, and half a dozen rifl es, t wice as many revolvers, and a large quantit y of ammunition. Provisions al so had disappea r ed, and one settler re p orted seeing the guide l eading two pack h orses heavily lad e n. T h e guard who was put over tne horses at midnight said tha J erome Scott t old him he had orde rs to go on ahead with supglies, and find a good halting place Some n ew axes, several hatchets, and a bolt of canv as had also disappeared. unti l it was known that the guide bad escaped and with him h ad gone much of value. Major Holcomb was astounded and d eel?lY pained. The departure of the guide s h owed that B uff alo Bill had been right; but who h ad been th e one to g ive the guide a warning of what he mig ht expect if h e stayed in camp to meet Buffalo Bill. This Major Holcomb was determined to find o ut. "You ne e d l ook only h e re, sir, for you r so n gave that warning," said th e scout. "lVIr. Cody, I think this unkind, af ter what I said la st night," r e turned the major. "Ask him,, sir?" The youth was sent for, and asked who had warned the guide. He did not know. "Pard on n)e one minute. major," and Buffalo Bill wa lk ed quickly away from the tent. He soon returned, accompanied by a settler, whom the scout asked : "Wer e yo u guarding the h o r ses l ast night?" "Yes, sir." "Major Holcomb, you hav e confidence in this man?" "Perfect. " Tell what happened la st nig ht, as yo u t ol d me ." "I am sorry major, to give you pain, but it need go no further than right h ere "vVhat have yo u to say, Mr. Morse?" I suffered with cramps last night when on duty, but, not caring to rouse any one to take my place, I lay down in the timber, and there came to a spot n ea r me your son and Jerome Scott. I thought they saw me, and I heard w hat th e y said." "What was said, Mr. Morse?" "Jim told the g uid e that Buffalo Bill was in camp, and meant to make some charge against him this morning. I soon afte r was reli eved by Dan Bennett, and went to my camp." 'Thank ypu, M r. Mo r se, and I am going to ask you n ot to speak of this to others " I will n ot, s ir. "It is true that Chief of Scouts Cody has charged that J erome is a traitor and was l ead ing u s into an am bush, and his havin g fled from camp, and s hown him self a thief, a l so, is proof that the scout here is right, and knew his man. "You, Jim, have warned the guide, who would h ave betrayed us and thus enab l ed him to escape, get hi s redskin band, and attack us I see my great wrong now, sir; but I could not believe Jerome gui lty, and on l y wished to place him on his guard, that was a ll, and the you th dared not meet the eyes of Buffalo Bill, that sought his own.


;?;l'"Ji:. ;r 1. "" ... I p .I I ,;, fHE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. 2! The scout then proposed that he should take half a dozen of the men having the best horses and pursue the guide, the train to come on to a point whei:e a man would be l eft to guide it off on the trail B uffal o Bill wished them to take. The major agreed to this, Buffa l o Bill would take more men w ith him, and so, afte r breakfast, the scout rode away at the head of half a score good men and true, a nd well mounted, thoroughly armed, and sup plied wit h a week's provisiolls. Jim Holcomb wished to go with the party, bttt his father preferred to have him remain with the train, and afte r the party rnde away the youth heard some very plain language from the major, while both the mother and sister learned of what he bad been guilty, the young girl muttering to herself: "My brother will bear watching, I find, and I shall keep my eye upon him, or he'll do mischief yet P ullin g out of camp, the major kept a long the trail, which Buffa l o Bill had left well marked, u nti l noon, and then one of the scout's party was found waiting, for from that spot the train branch e d off toward the l eft. Buffa l o Bill h ad given the man left in, waiting exact in structions, and a hastily drawn map of the way to be t aken, and it was a relief to all in the outfit to fee l tha night when they camped, that they were not on the path to destruction, and the great scout was b etwee n them aod danger. .. CHAPTER XXII. READY FOR THE FOE. B uff a l o Bill well knew, when l eaving the wagon train, that he had a dangerous and very slippery individual to go in pursuit of in Jerome Scott, the traitor guide. . He was aware t hat the man was splen didly p10unted, and he had all of six hours the start. But he wished to pursue him as far as possible, and l et th ose with him see that the guide had fled to his Indian friends, while he did not intend to allow the renegade to l ead his braves agai nst the settlers and surprise them. One of the men he left, as ha s been see n to guide train by another trail, and he had been directed to push on with it with all haste, and at noon the next day a splen d id campin g place would be found, a natural stro nghold that could be easily defended against big odds, while tl"te finest water and grass was right at hand, and wood in plenty Here the train was to r emain until the r etu n of the scout. That night, by ard riding, Buffalo Bill came to th e v ici nity of Sunshi ne Pass, a1i,d taking two men w ith him h e went fo rward on foot to the position frorn which h e had r econnoitered the ambushed braves. Goin g cautiously forward, he came to the spot he wished, and there, just as he had said they wou l d, they ouncl the warriors in camp, and several hundred strong. They were vvhere they could reach Sunshine Pass by a s hort ride, and once ambushed there, they could have u tt e rl y wiped out the wagon train. This the men saw, and tliey sile tly wnmg t he scout's hand, for all they held dear in life was with the train. ,_"I will go o n alone, parcls, so yo n wait for me here. cit is usel ess to pursue that renegade-in fact it would be madness, for he is in tha t Indian camp; but you can to-morrow r eturn to the train, and r eport what you h ave seen, and I will scout about here that those red fiends do not s urprise yo u Still yo u must keep a doub l e guard and the closest watch." B u ffa lo B ill then started off, a nd h e was gon e for an hour. "Come," be s i mp l y sa id and led the way b ack to where the others awaited them. Arriving at the halting place, Buffalo Bill said, ear nestl y : ''Pards, are over five hundred braves there, and they are holding a big powwow. 'Scott Jerome is in their midst, fo r I saw him dis tinctly with my glass. "That powwow means that they intend to make a dash for the train, and try and surprise and wipe it out. "Fortunate l y, the tram will reach th e place I sent them to, by noon, earlier, if they press on hard, which they must do. "Once there, yo u can stand off those red sk ins for days; but, as soon as I h ave had some s upper, I will ride for Fort Aspen wi.th all s p eed, and yo u must go back and join the train and urge them on. "By to-morrow night I will be there with a ody of troopers, for we will ride for our liv es, and we'll give those redskins a surl?ri se party that wjl! tell." Supi;>er was soon over, and, impr essed by what Buffaio B ill had said, the men sadd l e d their hor ses, and, watching him start on one trail they returned the way they had come. It was just when th e m e n came to the w a gon train, as it was getting ready to pull out, for .Major Holcomb was alive to the necessity of h aste, as h e well knew that the country he was th e n passing through was no place to tie caught and cprralled by a large for 5 e of lndians. He listened with deepest iuterest to all the men had to r eport, and said, impre ss ivel y : awe all owe our lives to Buffalo Bill. "It would have been another wipeout; another Mou n tain Meadow massacre, but for him." , , Glancing at his son, he saw that the y outh at last began to realize that J erome, th e guide, was a renegade, and had been l ead ing them into a deathtrap. With all h aste the train pushed on, and the horses and cattle were driven hard. All seemed, to feel h ow urgent it was that they should reach a place that could b e defended. It was a co upl e of h ours before noon when the major, who was well ahead, came to the stronghold selected by Buffa lo Bill. "The v ery place a natural fort, and with J?asture, water and wood ri g ht at hand. "We can h old this hill against an Indian army," said the major, w ith ent hu siasm. It was a heavily-wooded hill and .spririgs V'ere flowing out of it into a brook, winding halfwa y around its base. Here was a fine grazing ground, and there the cattle


I 1" I n r "' 22 THE BUFF ALO BILU STORIES. could feed until driven up into the hill, where there was ample room for them, and a kind of natural corral. The major saw all the advantages at a glance, a way was cut for the wagons, to the summit of the hill, and the men s e t to work to strengthen their position, arrange their camps in prot ec ted spots, and be ready for the red foes'\ who no one doubted would soon come. Before nightfall the place was a fort, and the garrison in fighting trim. And not a moment too soon, for, viewing the timber a mile away in the valley, the major said, with consider able vehemence : / "They have "cdme !" "I distinctly saw two redskins with my glass, skulking in that timber. "We are to be attacked to-night, rrien, but forewarned, forearmed. "Still I shall look anxiously for Cody 's coming, with the troopers, and only his breaking down will prevent his keeping his promise. "Now, men, we must be ready for a night attack, an uncommon thing for redskins to do; but that renegade is their leader, and he hopes to surprise us. "But, thanks to that noble scout, they will not," fer :vently said Mrs. Holcomb while Jim sneered to his sister: "Bah I there are no Indians coming." r I' CHAPTER XXIIL TO THE RESCUE. Night came on with each man of the outfit on the alert. Women and boys, too, were ready to do their part in the defense, for all realized fully that if the first rush of the redskins was not beaten off the end would come, and quickly. There was hope that Buffalo Bill and the troopers would soon come, and then there would no longer be dread. But all knew that the scout would have a long and hard ride of it to Fort Aspen, and the tro ope rs would have to be driven at a killing pace to get to the relief of the tra1n. Then came the (ear that the cavalry might be away from the fort just at the time when the scout wanted their services. Night came on sfo>wly, and not a sign of another In had been seen, save those discovered in the timber by Maijor Holcomb. But all felt sure that the dark, circling timber held se cret foes. The horses and cattle were driven into the natral corral of the stronghold, and all the men of the party: could not but avpreciate how wisely Buffalo Bill had chosen 'their position for theni. .Thus several hours passed, the men began to nod on their posts, and many really thought that after all Jim Holcomb might be right, for he had gone the rounds asserting that there were no Indians near, that they would not attack the camp if there were, and that he had still faith in the guide. There was no doubt that he had gone to the Indians, 'that the boy would Jot deny, for he could not doubt the nien who bad pursued him; but he had been driven to n.fety there from the persecution of Buffalo Bill, for all knew that the scout's charge against him would quickly cause him to be shot or hanged. The guards were changed at midnight, and Major Holcomb was wide awake and on the alert. There were a number of good bordermen on the train, rais ed as they had been, in Kansas, and these kept well out around the hill to guard against surprise. At las t there was a g limm e r of light on the eastern horizon that betokened day's approach, and the major was beginning to feel that the attack would not be made, when the outer gua ds came ru ing in, and reported that hundreds of redskins on fo were creeping up to the attack. The dark mass sbon became plainly visible, and then Major Holcomb gave the order to fire. The blaze of the flame from the guns lighted up the plain and the redskins were revealed, ready for the rush. The volley was a to them, where they had ex pected to surprise, and many a warrior bit the dust. But, confident in numbers, with yells that were ap palling, they made a rush for the hill, and the battle of life and death was on. So mad was the rush, so determined was the red foe to break in upon the camp, l ed, as they were, by their white leader, for he was seen by the light of the rifles, in the thickest of the fray, that it seemed for a while that the hill would be carried. But, just as brave hearts began to grow cold with dread, there was heard a 1oud call of a bugle, and with ch eers a couple of troops of cavalry dashed out of the h imb e r in the rear of the redskins, and charged upon them. There was a clashing of sabers, the popping of re volvers, and loud cheers, followed by a stampede of Indians who b roke for the cover nearest to them. They realized that the cavalry had taken them in the rear thus first capturing their ponies, and that they had to seek safety in flight afoot. The dawn had come, and the field was seen to be strewn with dead braves, with here and there a soldier and his horse lying in their midst. The tall form of Buffalo Bill had been seen at the head of the troopers, who were now scattered, pursuing the Indians. Soon after the soldiers began to return toward the hill, and go into camp in the valley. Their horses were worn out by their long, all-night ride and they could not push the Indians in their flight, but then they had captured all their ponies, the warriors were scattered, on foot, and in rapid run, and there was nothing more to fear from them, while a severe punish ment had been dealt them, which they would not soon forget. Buffalo Bill and Captain Norris, the officer in com mand, were joined at the base of the hill by Major Holcomb, who said with deepest feeling: "Never did help arrive more opportunely, Cody, than the gallant command you brought to the rescue, and we I will never forget you, nor you, Captain Norris, and your gallant soldiers." "We only did the hard riding, sir, and charged after we reached the scene, while the result fully repays us ; but Cody here deserves all credit, for he has made a


I LI 11 --1 l> l I THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. wonderful ride of it, I assure you," responded Captain Norris. ''And lying on the field over there, Major Holcomb, is your traitor. guide, though he has b een wounded and trampled all out of shape so we can barely recognize that he is a white man," said 'Buffalo Bill. The troopers went into camp for breakfast and to bury the dead, and, as the horses were well used np, it was decided not to start on the r eturn to tbe fort until the following day. Then the cavalry pulled out for the fort and the wagon train now under the guidance of Buffalo Bill, started for the lovely valley which the scout had selected as the future home of the settlers. It was upon the morning of the third day that the train passed through a pass in the mountains, into a val ley of rare beauty, and the very place for a happy home. Here Buffalo Bill left them upon the next day, but ere he did so he sought an interview with Jim Holcomb, and said: "I wish to warn yo u not to forget your pledge, for upon you rests the CQntinuing or not of the feud bet ween your people and the Bliss people, for distance must be great between yo u to prevent blo ods hed." .. CHAPTER XXIV. THE PLOT TO AVENGE. vVeeks passed away, and the Holcomb settlement had pr9spered. Houses had been erected. a church and a schoolhouse had followed, crops had been planted and thei;e was n 9t one of the new settli;:rs who was not pleased with his ven ture in the Wild 'Nest. Jim Holcomb h a d organized a number of yo uths into a com _pany numbering a dozen o r more, and they face tiously called themselves th e "Regulators. They did the hunting and fishin g for all, were the scouts to see that no Indians neai;, and the settlers felt at ease with this band of brave boys as their protectors. One of these youths, Bob Fiske by name, was the par ticular pard of Jin 1 Holcomb. The two were constantly together, and they were known as about the best plainsmen in the val! y. They were wont to take long scouts toget her, some times being gone for days, and much praise was bestowed upon them for what they did. One afternoon the two rode away from the valley, saying that they would be gone for some days. They went well mounted, armed, and with a week's supplies. As they left the valley through the pass, they turned to the left, and rode off in a n o rthw este rl y directioH. This they kept up until night, when they e nt into camp, having ridd e n at a very good pace, and ut thirty miles and more behind th em. As they sat by their camp-fire after suppe r Holcomb said: "Bob, I am now going to tell y ou the truth about the lone scouts I have b ee n making." "It's about Jim, for l h ave been serving you rather faithfully in hiding your absence from tbe others, for the boys could not understand why you did not take them all with you, instead of going alone." 11 AH right, you shall know now. 'I believe you lost your father and uncle in the Hol combBliss feud?" 1' Yes. "And as we left Kansa s to stop the vendetta, you never had a chance to avenge them?" ''No, and I have alwa ys felt a regre' t tha I cc;)Uld not." "!t was Dr. Bliss who killed your father, was it not?" "Yes, Doctor J or Captain Bliss, for he has both titles. "He was with another rpan and his son Ned, when they met my father and un o le, with a couple of other men, on the way to L eavenwort h. How it was I do not ju st know, but I believe my uncle started the trouble; there was a hot, short fight, and three lives were lost. "Your uncle and father f ell then?" "Yes, and the man with the Blisses; but the two with my father and uncle ran off. So Captain Bliss and Ned h e ld the field, and took the bodies into Leavenworth." \Veil I've got a pecret to tell youY "What is it?" "The Bliss people are not content to let this feud rest, even though we left Kansas." "What do you mean?" I mean that the Bliss clan have followed us out here." You don't mean it?" I do; they came soon after we did, and have settled just a hundred miles from our valley." ''That mean1> trouble." "Sure. They have a pleasant valley, as we have, and Ned Bliss is the leader of a band of boy regulators. They are prospering, too, for I pave bee n to the val9 ley, and I tell you that Neel Bliss intends to make a strike at us some day." 'No doubt." . "You know he ki Jed my brother Ralph?" <{yes; but was to blame for that all our people admit." ''That' s all right; but the fact remains that Ned Bli$!l kille\i him and X am out on trail of revenge." ''You know best." I have reconnoitered the country about the Bliss set tlement, and there is a large, almost barre n plain this side of it. "Across this to a little valley, Ned Bliss goes to hunt, for: there is plenty of g.ame the\e. He generally goes alone, or with only one companion, for he seems not to wish to give the secret away, and Saturday is the day he goes. ' ''How do you know?" 1'I have b ee n in disguise in the sett lement, ad I.know a g reat deal about his movements." Well?" ":t:\ow, I asked you to come with me just as scion as I knew how to act and my plan is to waylay Ned Bliss and force him to ficrht me a duel. ''I h ope to catch him alone, for then you can be the second of both and in that ca se, as my friend, you will .. see that I don't run any risks." "That's so, and you know I'll do it, Jim, for if the


'Ir.. p. .... f 24 THE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. Blisses have followed us here for trouble, they must not be disappointed, and when the fight begins in this wild land it will mean a wipe-out for them, for we must strike first and hard." "Yes, at Ned Bliss." "Does your father know?" I ipu Jt' "Not a soul save you." "Well, I'm with you," was the determined reply of Bob Fiske. Jim Holcomb was happy, for thus far his plot to ge t rid of Ned Bliss was shaping itself as he intended it should. CHAPTER XXV. BUFFALO BILL FOLLOWS A TRAIL. The Bliss wagon train had been guided by Lew Sykes, as had been suggested by Buffalo Bill, and the result was that they found themselves in a most charming country in which to settle. They had gone to work, one and all, with a will, and believing themselves no longer cursed by the feud that had brought death and sorrow upon them for years, the hea rts of all became lighter. By a strange coincidence, a band of boy rangers had been organized-fifteen in number-just as had been the case in Holcomb settlement. Of this band of young rangers Ned Bliss had been made the leader without a dissenting voice. But Ned was wont to scout much alone, and in one of th ese pilgrimages had COJn e upon a beautiful little val ley where game was most ple ntiful. Nor was this all, for the youth had picked up there a handful of little pieces of gold. Keeping the secret, he had hoped to find a gold mine, or that the valley would pan out considerable more of the precious yellow metal than he had, in his hasty search, been able to locate, or ascertain was there. As Ned \lad b een appointed the young schoolmaster at "Bliss Farms," as the valley homes had been called, and he taught every morning, he had only all day Saturday for his explorations in his gold valley, so was wont to start for it before dawn when he could do so. L ew Sykes had left the settlement, after his work had been finished, but several days after the arrival of the train on the scene of their future home Buffalo Bill had arrived. He was known personally to some of the people, and h e had a warm welcome from all, especially Ned Bliss, though the latter did not say that he had before met the scout. Buffalo Bill, however, found a chance to have a long talk with Ned Bliss, and told him of the happenings to the Holcomb people, and just where they had located, adding that he trusted the two settlements were too far apart to have trouble, even should the people meet. It was after the Holcomb and Bliss settlements were getting along swimmingly that Buffalo Bill arrived on a visit: -He was pleased with the way matters were prospering, and he and Major Holcomb had a long talk togetfier, the la.tter telling him that his son had been made heartily ashamed of 11imself for his protection of the ren egade guide, Jerome Scott whose fate had been a just one. Then the major told the scout that he was sorry Jim was not there to meet him, but he had been made captain of the Boy Regulators of the valley, and had gone off on a scout only that morning, accompanied by a single pard It was just dawn the next morning when Buffalo Bill left the vall ey, and by seemingly a strange coincidence he w ent off in the very direction taken by Jim and Bob Fiske. In fact, after getting out of the pass it was seen that Buffalo Bill was following the trail of the two youths. The trail he found led toward the northeast, and the scout readily told that the pace of the two horses ridden by the boys had been a good one. The scout's splendid roan went along at a swift gait also, and after three hours he came to where the two boys had camped for the night, and where Bob had been told by Jim Holcomb the secret he held of the presence of the Bliss clan in that country. It was growing well along in the afternoon when Buffalo Bill came to the edge of a large plain. Across this led the trail of the two horses he was fol lowing. As far as the eye could reach all was almost barren, and the plain, with its rugged hills, looked like a vast sea. The re was just enough of a green hue from the short gras s to give the idea of billows, tossed by a storm. The plain was rugged here and there, seamed with ravines, and the scout found it hard traveling for his horse. J Afar ahead w'as a range of green mountains, and be yond there was the valley of Bliss arms. But Buffalo Bill had drawn his horse down to a walk, and did n appear to have any intention of continuing on to Bli ss Farms that night. Something far ahead on a ri se had attracted his atten tion, and h e had been watching most closely the trai1 he was following, for it appeared to attract his attention more particularly as he rode on Suddenly he rode down into a deep ravine, and there dismounted. He had made some di s covery', and when he had dis mounted his first act was to look to his weapons. Some danger evidently threatened, for the scou t was not one to halt on 1a trail he was following without good CHAPTER XXVI. FACING ODDS. Ne<:l Bliss was returning from what be was pleased to call his Gold Valley. He had picked up some more gold, though not enough to make him wildly enthusiastic over it, and was on his way to Bliss Farms, where be would arrive several hours after sunset. But for that he did not care, as he had become a most expert plainsman. He was alone, and his horse was going leisurely along, when suqdenly he pricked up his ears, as though he scented danger. The youth was at once upon his l!Uard.


:THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. It might be a wolf only; yet it might be a prowling redskin, and already had the youth had experience with an Indian foe. He had been "jumped" by a small party of redskins on<; afternoon and it had been a race for life. But Ned Bliss had knocked a redskin off his pony when they began to crowd his tired horse, and so had made his escape. Since then he was always on the alert for Indians that might cross his path. He was going across the barren plain that lay between him and the mountain range1 Bliss Farrris, when suddenly his eyes fell upon a trail. "Two horses, and both shod, so the riders are not In dians," he said to himself. "But who can they be? "I must be on my guard," he continued, and as he went over a rise in the plain he was suddenly confronted by two horsemen. It was evident that they had long seen him coming, and were ready for him, for they had their i;ifles in their hand His was slung at his back. He reco gnize d one at a glance, halted, and called out: "Well, Jim Holcomb, I know you, and you appear to be lying in wait for me." He was not a hundred yards from the two youths, and he distinctly heard the reply : "It is just what I am doing, Ned Bliss." "\Vhat do you wish?" "You escaped me once, through that accursed scout, Buffalo Bill, but this time there is no one to protect you, and I demand that you give me a chance to avenge my murdered brother Ralph." I "I had hoped our aths would not meet again, Jim, bu( so it is, and I suppose I yield." "If you refuse you will have to admit you are a coward." "I will never admit that." "Then meet me." "Will you allow me to go on to my home and return with a fri e nd, for you have one?" "No, for you wouJd bring back a gang to murder us." "I am not that kind of a boy, Jim, as you well know. : "You must m ee t me here." "I see that you would murder me if I refused." "We'll force you to fig ht." "Name your weapons and distance." "My friend Bob Fiske here will act for you as well as for me. "He will load the weapons." "My weapons I keep loaded and I do not care for his services." "All right." "What is your game?" "Ride back a hundred feet as I will and then let your friend give the word to fire, and we'll use rifles. "If we fail to kill, then we can draw our revolvers, and rid e toward each other." "That suits me. "How about you, Bob ?" .. .. ( . "I am agreed." "All right, Ned Bliss turn and ride to your post, for I came here to force a fight with you, and I'll do it." "I am not backing down, so spare your breath ; but I'll not turn my back on you or your friend, whom l see haa his rifle ready also," said Ned. "He will see fair play." "It"will see to that myself, and I h3:_ve had experience of turnmg my back on you, as you certainly have not for gotten." "Stop talk and act," angrily called out Jim H@lcomb. "All right, start for your post," and Ned took up his and began to slow ly back his horse to the starting pou

THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. Was it accident( Was it design? Was it Fate? These flashed through his feve red mind. His teeth chattered, and he was the of despair and terror. Of Gb!.11".se he fe l t now that if tl-ie scout did not kill him he betray hini t o his people, and how cowatd)Y. he had behaved toward a brave and n oble foe. He glanced at Bob F i ske, That' yo uth was as si !el)t as a stati.1e. l;Ii{> tongue clov e to the ro o f o ,_liis mouth. Buffalo Bill's face was dark with anger. and his fair l y blazed as h e turned them upoi1 Jim Holco mb. Riding fo rward his rifl e r e a(\y he called out: ''You ne ed n ot raise your hands, you cowardly young curs, for yo u hav e not the strength to do so in your terror. "Come, bo y pard, and we'll clip the claws of these two young fellow s, who were so brave a mom ent since, when they had yo u at a disadvantage. Ned Bliss rode forward alsG, and h e met the scout in front of the two culprits, who se horses had approached each other and tood side by s ide. "Well, Jim put u s ii1to a bad box. I"d rath er have died than hav e Buffalo Bill catch u s as he has," mut t ered Bob Fiske. Jim Holcomb made no rep ly. He c o uld rtot have ut t ered a word if h is lif e had depended upon it. As th e scout met Ned Bliss he held ou t his hai1d and grasped that of the brave yo uth. "Glad to see you my young Kansas kid, and we meet as we have met before," he said "Yes, and again I owe you my life, l\fr. Cody .i, "Don't mention it, for live s are cheap in this country. "But let me tell yog now that I dropped into the Holc omb settlement, and was told, by a certain young lady the re, that she was sure her brother was plotting to have the feud of the Bliss-Holcombs renewed. "She said h e was making certain long pilgrimages a l one quite often, and asked me to t-ake his trail <1nd see when he had gone. "I did so, and 1 saw Jim Holcomb and his pard here in hiding. I also discovered you approaching; so I maneu vered for a good position to play my trump card, and got it." "Yes, you always know just what to do, sir to help one in distress," remarked Ned, with much feeling. "You were in a bad fix as any brave fellow is who is fighting odds, and cowards. \Ve have caught Holcomb at his old trick s of assassina tion, and it is for yo u m y ) < id fro,n Kansas, to say if we carry him to your settlement and l et them try him for his life." "No! no! they would han g him, yes, and Bob Fiske, i too." "Jus t like you i Kansas Kid "How guilt y !}'OU ar;e' young Fis ke,, I do not exact l y know, but I liked you,' at? d am sorry to find you in s uch bad company. "You are not m?re sorry than) am, Mr. Cody,-" and tears stood in the eyes Of Bob Fiske. "We)!, let thi be a lesson to you ; but now, Kansas Kid, what are we to do with Holcomb .?" "Do you it or, say, Mr. Cody?" 1 "Yes// , \ '.'Try him on oath once more not to tell that the Bliss settlement is where it js, and Iet hi111, go, along with B0ob who am s ure was le. d by Holcomb to do as he ha s.'"

I Only two weeks more of the present contest. 1 If you want to be in it you'll have to hustle. Those baseball outfits will be great things for the summer vacation. You may be one of the lucky ten. At all events, the outfits are well worth trying for. So, dream on! But be sure to wake up long enough to send in a description of your dream. For full particulars of the contest, see page 3f. An All-Night Session. ., ... ., 1!1 !"' ..... fii,., Then in a bakeshop we both did steal ; We had no cash to buy. I (By L. Fairchild, Auburn, N. Y.). : ... f I : ;.I ,. \ Punk is good to light a But I don't like "punk-in" pie. , 1 I once dreamed that I stole a ride On old Engine No. 2 ; 4 .tt ...... A heathen Chink was at my side, As along the road we flue." I f-:>. \, I I I "i. I _o' f .... .-I A horse was racing against us. .-1 i;,.j H I If 111_,, ii Yiddap He fairly flies; But at the finish what a fuss The horse and railroad ties." 'II" I I I j II' ...... We travel e d to the Orient, .;.1.. . I l t tt 111,. To an opium joint we came ; Knocked at the door, then in we went, I "opium" not much to blame. -r Of course I had to "hit the pipe," It fighting mad made me ., Next "Ping Pong" at me made a swipe, And then the pipe hit me." A fight was on between us two; ""' To me it then did s eem I grabbed the Chinee by the queue 'Twas inde e d a queue"-ri o u s dr e am. I marched him to the door in haste; We went out in the street. Sa% I, "No longer time I'll waste, I'll find something to eat." On the counter Ping jumped. Then in the a!r. A somersault. 'Twas neat, But it would not pass for dinner there, As it was a "counter-feat." In a courtroom we chanced to go. "Not guilty!" A mishap I could not agree with a lawyer, so We got mixed up in a scrap. I went at .the lawyer with a "will," Made him back water take. Next I was taken with a chill And gave Ping Pong the "shake." I fell down in a water tank, And thought that I should drown, As no one dared cli;nb down the bank:; At last my watch "ran down." With one "hand" he grasped a tree, Held out his "second hand," And as I tightly grabbed it he Brought me safe to land. I ran into a house nearby, Nor stopped to tell my name. In a short while I heard a cry, The house was all aflame.


It got so hot I thought I d expire, From window jumped in fright, B u t as my clothes were all afire Of course I came down "light." Next to b e come ri c h was I destined, In luxury I'd rev el. \ 1 I d r eamed .I had just sign ed lf J-p..., .iA A contract with the d evil. . 1 ; . .,, I At first I thought h e wanted ice, .,.\ B u t fou nd h e want ed coke; ., p ,( A million dollar s was th e price, 1,. '1".1 -,.. And then (so m e tears) I woke. .1, I I,' .l .. .... A Horrible D ream 1"1: .. c By Gale Franck JVIadison Incl.) One ni g ht February 12th I went to bed l ate and fell a s leep. I had the hor ible dream whi o h I am about to relat e to you I found myself wand ering through a dark and haunt e d cellar. I thou g ht I had a pistol in my hand and was makin g my w:ay toward the door when J was forced back ward and bound. I wa s wondering what 1 would do when all of a s udd e n I saw th e door open and the d evil and his men came m archin g in. They w e re dress e d in g r ee n and had l ong h o rns on their foreheads. They used pitchfork s and l an ces for weapons Wbeq ... the old devil saw me h e t h und e r e d o ut, '"Now 1 have yo u I have b ee n looking for you and ha ve y ou.11 He as just about to run h is l ance through me whn I awo k e wi th cold p ersp irati o n 01, r ny forehead. Y o u ma y be s ur e tha t I was g l ad that it was onl y a drea m tpat we were in the regi o n of the moon. This su r pris e d us as we had alwa y s be e n told that the moon was unin habit ed and unproduc ti ve He went on to say that hi s p eople knew of our corning, a nd th a t the y had prepare d a r ece pti o n for us. On the pr._ogramme was a football game -to b e played that afternoon. VV e, decided -to see the game and compare it w ith our s t y l e The populace looked upon u with admiration and wonder, espec i ally for our ma chine. After a r epas t of s t ra n ge food s we w ent to the athl etic fie ld, where the contestants were p r eparing f\>r the g ame. Finally the game b egan, and o h what a game! It m ade me lau g h t o watch methods of procedure I attempted t o s h ow th e m how the game ough t to have been played but this seerned 1 to anger them, and it w as lu c ky for me that Jack was near with the automobi le. I jumpe d in and l e t her go at full speed Still they followed, a nd I was greatly surprised at th e ir fleetness of foot. S ud denly I h eard a tremendous buzzing sound, the machine b ecame u mna n ageable and it was running away with u s To our horror an una voidab l e wall was rjght in th e path of t h e runaway machine. We braced ourselves and waited for the s h oc k and ce rtain d ea th wh e n l o a s if b y so me magic pow e r the machine sudde nl y stOf>i;>ed of it s own acco rd and w e were v i o l ent l y thrown t o the g round. The o nl y injury that I rec e i ve d was that I aw oke, and found myself to be violently s h a ken by mother who was en d eavoring t o awaken me to make m e go to school. . A Burglar Scare .. (By A C. 'fine Hoboken, N J.) I t \Vas last ew Year s Eve, affer ret urnin g from New York City. The h our was about two o'clock in the morn in g when I r eac h ed h ome Being ve ry tire d, I d ec id e d to "''' ..... ., .. go right to bed. As I reached h ome some kind of a spell My Trip t o the M oon. "hi overcame me and I started to get nervous, b eing ver y ( By J J\ cautious to l ock up and secure everything b efo re F. Sc;p ; dino Houston, I had no sooner put the light out and got to bed whe n I I was o u t wit h my fri e nd Jack Alsworth, putting my heard a noise that startled me. Quickl y arising, I went to new atttom 9b ile tl1rough h er paces, when we carlle t o a t h e window and there', as I imagined. saw somebody road which was new to both of us. After some. h esi t a ti on trying to for ce an en t ra n ce through the window b y of w e decided to follow it and see w.h ere it would l ead us to. l:he fire-escape. Af that moment thoughts .flashed through Visibly we were going up a mountain. Befo re long we my mind as to what course to pursu e i n the safest manner found ourse l ves up in rth e cloud _s; t h e a ir was misty a nd to capture unas s isted a burglar who I thought had come cold. T h e blood see m e d to be thicl

.. -I I I I . I I .l J "'!.: il 1'. 7HE BUFF ALO BILL STORIES. I .. and dumfounded as to what to do I suddenly made a jump at the intruder's feet and brought him down with a crash which shook the dressers in the room, and grappled with him. As we were struggling and rolling all over the floor I somehow go t qn top and dealt him a h eavy blow on the head with the heel of my shoe, which at the time happened to be near and stretched him unconscious and took pos s ession of the weapon which lay upon the floor be s ide him. Thinking he was done foi;, I hastened \ to inform my father of the occurreoce but bad no sooner turned my back when I heard a faint groan, and saw the feeble b ody of the outstretch,.ed burglar struggling to his feet by grasi;iing to the bed. Having the weapon which I horn the burglar in my hand, I d ealt him an other heav y blow which sent him to the land of the dteam ing. ust then my mother awoke me and told me if was time to get up and prepare for work, and thus my curious dream ended, a dream which I shall remember in the far future. I A Hunting Expedition. (By Erwin Crown, St. Louis, Mo.) The other ni g ht I dreamed that I was out hunting with some friends, and had shot an eagle I J et it lie on the grou nd, thinking it was d ea d, when all of a sudden it rose in the air, and circling around above my head a few times, it suddenly dar. t ed down and grabbed me in its talons. It was just starting to fly away with me when one of my c ompanions raised his rifle and shot it. I was just expecting to be dashed to pi eces on the ground below, when my mother called me and told me to get up and get re ady for work. A True Dream. (By James Hines, Tillamook Ore.) In a small city in the State of Illinois where I once lived there occurred a robbery in the to w n, followed by three oth e rs. I had been thinking over this when I went t() b e d night, how I would like to get a fair shot at tbem, and so on, m1til I fell asleep and the first thing I knew I was mixed up in this dream. I thought that I was going along the street one night when suddenly I l ooked up and saw two masked men going info one of the best houses in town. I thought l was armed and when the men appeared with their booty I gave them a fight in which one of them was shot in the shoulder. This ended my dream, but the next day I told my s tory to my pard, Bill, y ho said it w o uld be a goo d plan after' dark to watch the hou se, as he had k 1 1own dreams to come true. After dark we accordingly armed ourselves and selecting a good spot waited abo u t until midnight and were about to give up the chase when, sure enough, there appeared two men with masks on, ancl be gan trying the door. Afte r a while they entered and >ve mad e steps toward the gate. After the y had aroused the family they beat a retreat throu g h th door a nd came face to face with the muzzles of our guns. We called a halt but the only reply we got was a shot that w ent so close to me that I thought I really was shot, hut I quickly recover e d and sent .a shot after one of the desperadoes and my companion did the same thing. Between the two of us we kept up a fire until t\fey disappeared in the darkness. After finding I was not shot I thanked my stars, and made up my mind that I was a lucky dog, for if it had been daylight I would probably never have related this tory, for the ruf fian was about twenty feet away when he fired. After tell ing our story to the eager people that had gathered around us we retired and the next day a search was made and the man that. had stopped one of our pills was found with a bad wound in his shoulder I I I >'\) ,,, Know Thyself. (By Harry Conner, El Paso, Texas.) One night I sat. up q1,lite late reading a story where a man preached to a crowd of people. He very often used "Know thyself" in his sermon. when I went to sleep I dreamed that two other boys and myself were walking in a g rea t forest. When we had walked several hours we came to a little, white rock house, having only one room. We thought we would go in and rest, so We knocked and were told to come in but we went in we did not see any one There were no windows to the house, only the door. The floor was made of smooth stone, and in the middle of the floor was a dark-looking J:iole. Water was running down the sides of the walls and dripping from the ceiling, and I wondered where the water came from, as it. was not raining. I thought I would look in the hole. At first I couldn't see anything, it was so dark, but in a few minutes it became light and I saw a queer-looking cave with funny-looking people, and one big man with a red coat and peaked cap sat on a large sea shell, looking into a large mirror. He seemed to know that I was there, for he said, "If you want to know thyself as you really are, write your name .on a piece of cloth and come down, but I can't say whether you will ever get back or not." I l ooked around me, and all around the roorJ? were pieces of cloth with people's names written on them, and I told the man I didn't think I wanted to know myself and all the pieces of cloth changed into men. They al1 began to shout: "Go down1 go. down and know thyself." I was so scared I woke up and was glad to be awake. Rescued from the Stake. (By Charles Lanter, Catlin, Ill.) .. .. ALJ -A friend of mine came over to stay all night with and when we went to bed we promised to tell our dreams to each other. So next morning when we were otit walk ing I asked him what his dream was. He said he didn't dream. Then he wanted to know what my dream was, so I told him the dream I'm going to tell my readers. We went out hunting early in the morning, and were returning home late in the evening. It' was getting quite dark, and we were riding along talking, when out the bushes jumped a score of Indians. They forced to surrender, although we resisted. They tied us to our horses and took i1s in to their camp. Thay gave us our supper and put us in the guard house with our hands and feet tied. 1 didn't go to sleep till very late, but next morn ing at seven o'clock we were marched out, each tied''to a sta ke and brush piled around us. Then the brush was ;


\ THE BUFFALO BILL STORIES. set on fire. It burned well, and the blaze flashed up in our faces. My pant legs caught on fire, my hair was burning off. I had given myself up for lost, when I heal'd four shots in quick succession. .Then four more right after that. I looked around and saw a tall, hand some man. He was just cutting the bonds that held me He cut us loose and gave us each a revolver. Then we soon put the Indians to flight. I turned around to thank the man. Then I asked him his name. "Buffalo Bill," said he. "But I must be going. I have got to deliver a message to the fort." That is all of my dream, and I am glad to have a dream about Buffalo Bill." An Indian Dream. '(By Ed. Blass, South Tacoma ; Wash.)' IJt' I went to bed about eight o'clock, and I was soon fast asleep. I drea med Buffalo Bill and I were scouts for the United States Army. We each had a splendid horse, and we started out a fter dark and traveled all night. In the morning we went into camp. We were there about half an hour when we heard a warwhoop, and out jmped about one hundred Indians. We were made prisoners, and one big brave came up to me and grabbed me by the hair and was just about to scalp me when I woke up. near. enough he came right up within about ten rods. I raised up to shoot and he turned and ran back some distance, then stopped and came right toward me again, nearly to the spot that he had reached before. I raised up and shot him right through the heart, and down he went. Of course I felt quite bi g over it and crawled up to go and see him. Then I saw a fox, lying on a log, that didn't move. So I walked up to it and saw I had killed it. Then I felt bigger than ever and began looking around for more, when I saw that the b all h ad glanced, and sure enough in a tree that was leaning over a little run, was a raccoon that it had kill ed. I couldn t have been touched with a ten-foot pole, but how was -I to ge t the raccoon? I studied and schemed and came to the conclusion that I had to climb up the tree after him. So away I went up the tree, and just as I grabbed hold of the animal, a little .}imb broke below and down I went into the water. My bid hunting trousers b e in g g reat big sl oppy things, as I walked out, .filled full of black b ass fish It seemed almost as though I could feel the fish tickle my legs, when I fell out of bed an,d awoke to find it all a dream. Since then I have hunted but very little, and dream no more of going hunting wit11 good lucj<. A Curious Dream. t '(By Archie ?later, Boulder, Colo.) J_ ., ,,..1 A Cold Awakening. I had a very curious dre am the other night. After , reading the last chapter of Buffalo Bill's Leap for Life" r. .J. (By Allison Herst, Easton, Pa.) One cold pight I dreamed that I was skating on a rivei: and that we were playing chase, and the fellow who was it was chas jng me when the ice broke and I wertt under the ice and was swimming around for an hour or so to find a hole in the ice. While I was swimming aro und I me(, some fish atad I asked them if they could tell m e where a hole was, and they showed me one. Jus t then I awoke to find myself. looking out of the window with the snow blowing in my face. 1 ,, I went to b ed and fell into a sound sleep. And this is what I dreamed: I was out riding in a buggy with an old man, and as we were cro ssing a bridge over a large river, we saw a man's head and hands In his hands he held a potful of gold/ with a woman's hat 011 top of it. On v e went till we came to where th e ground was all full of c aves. Presently an eagle came from out one of the cave!' and began soaring overhead. "Beware!" said the old man. Just then the eagle se i zed me an d carried me away to a cave, where there was a man dressed all in white. He said that his so n was the man in th e moon and that he wanted me to take a letter to him. I said I would go. He A Dream of a Hunt. got tne a .balloon and I shot up into the air like an arrow. It was getting cold th e re and I t hought I would build a fire, so I made one. . .. '(By Ra,y Brown,',,\Yest Lodi Ohio.) 1 I, beit:il? born and raised in a wild territory where huntipg was very good, I liked the sport v ery well. I used to hunt all day long and go home without any game : at all, but ne ver got discoumged. I alwa)ls desired to hunt in the mountains among the trees and under brush, and was contented all alone, but was always ready when some friend came along and wanted us to go hunt-ing ().r fishing. Otie d;iy I and a friend had hunted all day long through the. wet grass, and up and down the hills, until I was com pletel y ti:red out and went home a little before my usual quitting time. That night I had a very fu111;1y dream. I .. dreamed much before, and it seemed as though it.)nust be trtfe. r drea1;1ed I was in the woods hunting, ano had lm.nte.d a 1Ql1gtlm(I and pad stopped. tp.,r,est on (!. .. h ;J. I hal'pened to look up and I saw a very large deer coming toward me, away in the distance. Then I Jttst dropped behind the log to get ready if he came After a while the basket caught on fire and when it burned away I fell dow.n, down, down. Pretty soon the earth ca:me n sight I missed the earth, but my coat tail cau ght on the spire of a church Just then I awoke to find myself on the floor and my back across a footstool. A Bad, Bad Dream. (By Jesse A Melick, Alpha, N. J.) I was down by the ocean and fell in and went down to the bottom They were having a party, and I went in and get my supper and stayed all night. I had a nice time ahd I danced all the ni ght long and l did not get to bed till four o'.clock ii;i the inoming. A big whale came and swallowed the house, and we all were s.wallow ed. We were almost scared to death. father and mother ere hunting for me all night and they were frightened, too.


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CONTAINING THE ONLY STORIES AUTHORIZED by HONe WILUAM f. CODY ("Buffalo Bill") 74-Buffalo Bill s Desperate Strategy; or, The Mystery of the Cliff. 75-Buffalo Bill and the Black Mask; or, The Raffie of Death. 76-Buffafo Bill's Road Agent Round-Up; or, Panther Pete's Revenge. 71-Buffalo Bill and the Renegade Queen; or, Deadly Hand's Strange Duel 78-Buffalo Bill's Buckskin Band; or, Forcing the Redskins to the Wall. 179-Buffalo Bill's Decoy Boys; or, The Death Rijals of the Big Horn. So-Buffalo Bill's Sure Shots; or, Buck Dawson's Big Draw. 81-Buffalo Bill's Texan Team; or, The Dog Detective. 82-Buffalo Bill s Water Trail; or, Foiling the Mexican Bandit 83-Buffalo Biil's Hard Night's Work; or, Captain Coolhand's IGdnaping Plot. 84-Buffalo Bill and the Scout Miner; or, The Mounted Sharps of the Overland. 85-Buffalo Bill's Single-Handed Game; or, Nipping Outlawry in the Bud. 86-Buffalo Bill and the Lost Miners; or, Hemmed in by Redskins. 87-Buffalo Bill's Tenderfoot Pards; or, The Boys in Black. 1 I I .f .. ;I 1 II 88-Buffalo Bill and the Man in Blue; or, The Volunteer Vi.gilantes of Silver Thread City. 89-Buffalo Bill and the Outcasts of Yellow Dust C1ty; or, :M.ghting for Life in the Blizzard. 90-Buffalo Bill's Crippled Crew ; or, Sunflower Sam of Shasta. 91-Buffalo Bill and the Boy Scout; or, The Tenderfoot Tramper of the Overland. 92-Buffalo Bill's Young Double; or, A Yankee Boy in the Wild West. 93-Buffaio Bill and the Silent $layers; or, The Arizona Crack Shot. 94-Buffalo Bill s Water-Gauntlet; or, The Mystery-Man's Tali sm ad. 95-Buffalo Bill's Gallant Stand; or, The Indian's Last Victor)). 96--Buffalo Bill and the Black Mustang; or, Dick Dearborn's Death Ride. 97--Buffalo B i ll's Tough Tussle; or, The Mystery of the Renegade Hermit. 98-Buffalo Bill's Rush-Ride; or, Sure-Shot, the High-Flyer. .... ,, f I 'I . 99-Buffalo Bill and the Phantom Soldier; o r, Little Sure-Shot's Lone Trail. 100-Buffalo Bill's Leap for Life; or, The White Death of Beaver Wash. 101-Buffalo Bill and t'he Dead-Shot Range rs ; or, The Prairie Outlaw at Bay. 102-Buffalo Bill in Dead Man's Swamp; or, Trailing the Red Man Hunters. 103-Buffalo Bill's Pony Patrol; or, The Mysterious Boy Overland. 104-Buffalo Bill in Disguise; or, The Boy Boomer at Danger Divide. . 1 .-I h I 105-Buffalo Bill's Orde a l of Fire;. or, The Siege of Longhurst Ranch. 106-Buffalo Bill on a Renegade's Trail; or, The White Queen of the Mandans. 107-Buffalo Bill's Balloon Trip; or, Foiling the Apaches. ; 108-Buffalo Bill's Drop; or, De ad Shot Ned, the Kansas Kid. All of the above numbers always on hand. If you cannot get them from your newsdealer, five cents a copy will bring them to you by mail, postpaid. STREET & SMITH, Publishers, 238 William Street, New York . ._,,;_I


The Biggest Success of the Year Was ma.de by Street and Smith 's Big Detective Library, The Old Broadbrim Weekly It is the largest m,,rary o f detective stories published, as well as the best. JOSIAH BROADBRIM, the Quaker detective is a favorite all over the country The sto r ies are fascinating and exciting, and contain the true solutions o f many of the great mysteries of crime that have never before been explained. Here are the numbers published so far: LIST OF TITLES. 1. Old Broadbrim, The Quaker Detective; or, Solving the Mad House Mystery. 2. Old Broadbrim Fighting a Clique of Crime; or, The D etective' s Ghost Ally. 3. Old Broadbrim In a R ace for .Lif e ; or, The Thirteen Days' Fight. 4. Old Broadbrim' s Crimson Knot; or, The Bats of B altimore. 5 Old Broadbnm On a Perilous Ques t ; or, Running a Band o f A ss assins to Earth. 6. Old Broadbrim Chasing the Bank Thieves ; or, A Brilliant Piece of Detective Work. 7 Old Broadbrim On a Water-Front Trail; or, Breaking up a Dangerous Gang. 8. Old Broadbrim On an Ocean Chase ; or, The Diamond Smuggler' s Great In vention. 9. Old Broadbrim Solving the Railway M ystery; or, The Millionaire's Strang e Death. 10. Old Broadbrim Finding the Millville Robbers ; or, The Mi se r of Great W alling ford 11. Old Broad brim After the G old Brick Swindlers; or, The Blacklock Bunco Gang. 12 Old Broadbrim Among the Thugs of Harlem ; or, Landing a Big Catch. 13. Old Broad brim On a Strange Abduction Case; or, The Tramping King of Ireland. rnd Broadbrim Fighting Western D esperadoes; or, Playing the Counterfeit Grune 14 15 Old Broadbrim Forcing Their Hands ; or, The P anel Thieves of the Tenderloin. 16. Old Broadbrim On a Kidnapping Case; or, The Search for a Young Heiress. 17. Old Broadbrim Destroying the Swamp Angels; or, The M ysterious Crime of Gotham Court. 18. Old Broo.dbrim Up Against Grave Robbers ; or, The Tomb Hunters of Tavistock. 19. Ol d Broadbrim Seeking the Man in Black; or, Miser Ben's School of Crime. Old Broadbrim Untying a Tangled Knot; or, One of the Queerest Cases on Record. 20. 21. Old Broad brim Eaffiing the Dark Terror; or, The Crimes of the Red H ands of India. 2 2 Old Broadbrim Revealing a Double Life ; or, The Clew of the Blood-Stained Paper. 23. Old Broadbrim Keeping His Vow; or, The Tangled Mystery of the Quaker City. 24. Old Broadbrim Trapping the Foxes; or, The Crime of t11e Boathouse 2 5 Old Broadbrim On the Trail of the Iron Frog ; or, Who Killed Percy Manson? 26. Old Broad brim In Ticklis h Places; or, Hunting a Banker's Assassins 27. Old Broadbrim Playing a Desperate Game; or, The Mystery of the Red Drago!1. 28. Old Broadbrim Playing a Master Stroke; or, The Myster y of Pier No. 4. 2 9 Old Broadbrim Foili11g a Fiend; or, Game From Start to Finish. 3 0 Old Broadbrim On a Hot Chas e ; or, The Bicycl e Highwaymen of Coney Island. 3 1. Old Broadbrim Setting a Smart Trap ; or, .Marked With a Double Cro s s. 32. Old Broadbrim Into the Heart of Au stralia ; or, A Strange Bargain and its Consequences 3 3 Old Broad brim Doomed by an Invisible Ham!; or, The Victims of the Vial of Death. 34. Old Bro adbrim in the Jaws of a Tigress; or, A Fight Against F earful Odds. 35. Old Bro adbrim Trumping the Trick ; or, Jfhe Strange Disappearanc e F rom a Wagner Car. 36. Old Broadbrim In and Out of the Toils ; or, The Pursuit o f Red McMahon and His Gang. 3 7 Old Broadbrim in the Eleventh Hour; or, The Mystery o f the Hea dl ess Man. 3 8 Old Broadbrim Following Up a Golden Cl ew ; or, The Extraordinary Happenings at Bab bington Manor. 39. Old Broadbrim Dealing the D eath Card s ; or, The D oom of the Scarlet Stranglers. These stories :1na;y be purchased for Five Cents at any newsdealers, or fro:1n STREET SMITH, Publishers, 232-238 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK CITY. r


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