Diamond Dick's mid-air flight, or, At odds with the circus crooks


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Diamond Dick's mid-air flight, or, At odds with the circus crooks

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Diamond Dick's mid-air flight, or, At odds with the circus crooks
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,.,,,.d vVeek ly. By Su/Jscrzptirm $z.50 per y ear. Entered as Second Class Matter at New Post Office by .Yl'REET & SMI TH, 238 Wmiam St., N. Y. No. 291. Five Cents a IT WAS A HIGH OLD TIME ALL AROUND, ANO LIV.ll:LY ENOUGH, TOO, WHILE IT LASTED.

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Issued Weekly. By Subscr ip t i on l2so per year. Entered as Second Cla ss M atter at t!ze N. Y. Pos t Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 W:7liam St., N. Y. Entered accordin g to Act of C o n g.-es s i n the year IQ02 in the Office of t he Librarian o f Congress, Washington, D. C. NEW YORK, May 10, 1902. Price Five Cents. DIAMOND DICK'S MID=AIR FlfiHT; OR, At 0dds With the eircus erooks. By th e author of "DIAMOND DICK." CHAPTER I. say, 'Sure?! don'd dot dicket say admit bearer? THE FLIM-FLAMMERS. u nd ain't I a bearer?' ,, "Here is the situation," said old Diamond Dick, Fritz thre w himself back in 11is chair and haw-ligbting a cigar and tilting back in his chair. "There. haw'd until h e broke one of his gall uses was a show in O uray ye sterday--" "Well, rather," in Two-Spot Pete r s with a chuckle. "What do you ink Dutchy here t r ied to do in order to get us both n for two-bits?" "I tell y ou dot," spoke up Fritz Dund er, obs e rv ing how the old v e teran tolerated th e interruption and smiled at the New York kid. "Doo-Shpot und I bought vone dicket, oonderslitand? Den I tlook Doo Shpot my pack on und carried him py der door yet." :What kind of a fool break was thet?" asked \ Handsome Harry. "Schust lisden vonce. Der man on der door he say 'Here, you only got vane dicket alrdty !' und I "Did it get y ou in?" smiled young Diamond Dick. "You can bet your wad it got us in," ans wered the Bow e ry boy; ''it got us into more trouble than we knew how to handle. The man on the door did some swift work with his lunch-hooks and Fritz' and I went over the rop e s before y on could bat an eye. We saw the s how but we had to go down in our kick and bring up the price of another ticket." "Go on, Dick," said Handsome Harry turning to the old veteran. "I got a feelin' in my bones th et ye' ve staked out a pnrty fair-sized bunch o' trouble fer this combine, an' the feelin' has been with me ever sen cc ye sent thet wire ter Bertie fer him, an'

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DJJ\MOND DUCI<. THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY .. me, an' the kids ter meet ye hyer in Tough-Nut The quicker ye kin put us next the better I'll like it. ll "Some 011e connected with that show left several hundred in counterfeit money in Ouray," the veteran res u med. "Hi111melblitze n !" exclaimed the German boy, jerking off his hat and pullini a five.do1Jar bill out sheriff, jumped on tlie morning traiii and came down here and met me. Keever was in an awful stew because he was needed to chase a gang of hvrse thieves who liad run off stock in the western part of the county; so I told him that I and my pards would look after'these circus crooks and that be could go after the horse thieves. That was the reason I wired you to come here ;:md nieet me at this hotel. These flim-from under the sweat-band. iss some of id." must.not be allowed to get out of Tough-"Where did you get this, Fritz?" inquired Diamond Dick, smoothing out the five ou his knee, and looking at it. It was a very P?or counterfeit; but in a country where silver and gold were most in paper money could he pretty poor and yet escape detection. "I caught a feller vat vas vorkin' a shell-game," explained Fritz. 'Two for vone, den for fife, dwendv for deu,' he say, schnst like dot, und he vonld shuffle der shells aronndt like I can't dell. I put me oop doo tollars 1111d fifdy cents, by shinks, und I vin und he pays me dot fife." "He keeps the two-fifty in good money an' hands you out the bog11s fiver," supplemented Harry. "Dot's vat lie did; und ven der peoples arou11d t saw how I beat der game, a lot more beat der game s chns t like me. I ca n beat any game vat I efer see," and Fritz slapped hi::; chest and looked so proud of himself tl1at the :\few York kid almost tumbled off his chair. It would liave bee11 no earthly use to explain to :Fritz that, in beating the shell-worker, he had really beate11 himself and traded two and a half in good money for a five that was bad. But that wns the way of it. "There are more men besides the shell-workers engaged in shoving tbat queer," said Diamond reflectively "I am sure of that by the extensiveness of the operations. 'l'he show was iu Pick-Me-Up the day before it WflS in Ouray, and the sheriff at PickMe-T.Tp wired the sherifi at Onray to be on the lookout for the flini-flammers, Bnt the message from Pick-Me-Up did not reach Onr:w lltltil the show had 1eft for this town of 'rough-Nut. Keever, the Ouray Nut." "We'll put a hectic flush all over 'em!" declared Handsome Harry. "We can go at the job han11ner-qnd-tongs," continued the veteran, knowing tile old Serpent's propensity for roug h and tumble. "The first liint these crooks get that we're after them '"ill cause them to take to flight." "Have you a plan, Diamoucl Dick?'' asked Bertie. "Yes." The v eteran took from his pocket a copy of tlie Pick-Me-Up How!er1 opened it out and read as follows : I "'Wanted: A couple of A I kinkers. Apply
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "Nix, Doo-Shpot; I go along mit you all der "Look!" muttered Diamond Dick, Jr., laying a same." quick hand on Harry's arm. "Your engagement with the Great Consolidated "At the gal?" returned the old Serpent. will be short," Diamond Dick went on. "If you are hired, you will be in a po5ition to look around and size up every one connected with the lay-ottt." ''What part o' the job hev ye sawed off fer Bertie an' me, Dick?'' asked Handsome Harry. "You two will have a roving commission. Go to the show this afternoon, keep your eyes open, and keep in touch with the boys. I cannot join yon until late in the day, as there is some railroad business to take my attention. But I will be on hand in a few hours-before any excitement is turned on, I hope." The veteran turned to the boys. "It is nearly noon," he said, "and from the sounds I hear out in the street the parade must be passin g Now is a good time for .y ou to present yourselves at the grounds and apply for the positions. Better ta k e this paper with you." "On tbe fly," returned Two-Spot. "So kevick like 11oddi11gs," added Fritz: The New York kid took the paper which Diamond Dick 11anded to him and hurried from the room, fol lowed by the Dutch boy. 1'hen the veteran got up and, accompanied by the young sport and the old Serpent, pass ed to a window overlooking the s treet. A blare of music came frnm below, and they saw a weather-beaten band wagon with six musicians. Behind the wagon came lialf-a-dozen men and womerf, riding two abreast a11d decked uut in tawdry finery; behind them rolled a dozen or more c ages. One of the cages w.is open, and within were two fierce-looking Bengal tigers leaping and snarling about a :young woman who was sitting, calm and fearless, on a chair in the center of tlie den. An exclamation escaped the young sport's lips .. The tiger-tamer was exceedingly beautiful, and Handsome Harry thought, for a moment, that to this fact alone was due the young sport's remark, in undertone. "No; at that man riding beside the cage." Bertie pointed to a man, on a white horse, rather flashily dressed, and riding abreast of the open cage. The man's face, as Bertie spoke, was turned toward the girl on the other side of the bars. He said something to the girl and she flashed a disdainful look at him and averted her eyes. 'I'he man looked away, an angry expression on his face, and Handsome Harry was able to see him to a:dvan tage. "Catamounts an' hyeners !'' he exclaimed. "Ef it ain't Clancy, I'm a Piegan !" "Who is Clancy?" inquired the veteran. B e fore either the young sport or the old Serpent could reply, the flasliil 1 1ressed man raised his eyes upward to the l1otel window. The recognition, so far as he and Bertie and Harry were concerned, appeared to be mntnal. Tlie anger 011 Clancy's face gave way to surprise and consternation, and then lie lowered his swiftly and spurred rapidly on "He was oue of Red Ferg's gang, Diamond Dick," said the young sport. "No discount on thet f growled Handsome Harry. "How do you know?" came from Diamond Dick. "vVe saw him in the pit under the mountain," went on young Diamond Dick, "when we fought our way up the stairs and met Red Ferg at the entrance, just under the idol of Tlaloc. Clancy was the man who set off the blast and sealed up the pit for all time.'' "I thought that those who were closed up in the pit had escaped by way of the river and gone into Mexico?" "That's what Naylor, the Secret Service man, thought; but Clancy, it appears, has joined this show and is taking his chances in remaining north of the Rio Grande. I'll bet a thousand to one that Clancy is one of the im-flammers !" "I thort we had seen the last o' him down thar in

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-TtlE BOYS' .BEST WEEKLY. thet pit, n mused Handsome Harry, "but hycr he is, big as life an' twicet as ornery. Ef thet hombre had had his way, Dick, the son of his dad an' yer ole pard 'u'd never hev seen daylight arter beiu' kerriecl inter thet thar pit." "You are certain of the man, are you?" queried the old veteran. "I could swear to it if I could only hear his voice," Bertie replied. ';Then here's something to go 0111 right at the start-off. After yo11 and Harry eat your dinner, Bertie, you might proceed to the show grounds. Clancy seemed to recognize you aud, if he did, aud is really the person you think lie is, he'll make it a point to keep out of your \Vay. You will have to be tactful, for if Claucy thinks you are after him on account of this counterfeit game. he may round up the other crooks and skip before we have a chance to c apt me them.'' Bertie assured the old veteran that he would be wary in his dealings with Clancy, and the three friends went down to dinner. The meal over, the old veteran, the young sport and Handsome Harry separated, Diamond Dick going over toward the railroad offices, and Bertie and his old pard making for the show grounds. The tents of the Great Consolidated had been pitched well on the outskirts of the little frontier city. There were two large canvas structures connected at one side, one given over to the menagerie and the other reserved for the circus. A horse tent was in the rear of the circus tent, a side-show tent stood in front1 and to the left of the menagerie tent, and a "ch11ck" outfit lay well to the rear of the grounds. It was a very early hour, and there was little doing. A couple of watchmen were in evidence, but most of the employees of the show appeared to be in the "chuck" tent. To the left of the side show, in a cleared space, a trench had been dug and roofed over. Oue end of the treuch, which was about lifteeu feet long, open, and at the other cud there was a barrel, with bot Ii heads knocked out, sticking up through the broken earth. Spread out ou the ground, close to the covered trench, was a huge balloon, with the words, "The Highflyer," painted ou its wrinkled surface. A thin little man, who looked like a Frenchman, was working on the balloon, and a score or so of small boys were wntchiug him as he w orked. "I reckon thar's goi11' t e r be a balloon ascension," remarked the old Serpent. ''That comes off about five this afternoon," returned Bertie. I don't see any sign of our friend, the moon shiner. 11 "Nor I. We might mosey over toward tlie balloon and look 011 there for a while. Meantime Clancy may show himself." "I wonder what luck the kids bad in findin' a job?'' "'rhe New York ki4 always succeeds at whatever he undertakes," r:!plied Bertie, "and it's a safemoney break that he and Fritz are now a part of the Great Co11soiidated. '' The course taken by the young sport and his old pard in making for the place where the balloon was spread out led them along the wall of the menagerie tent. When they were about midway of the structure I they came to an abrupt halt\ind exchanged expres-sive glances. They had heard a voice from within the tent, a voice which rang familiarly on their ears and which each of them instantly recogniz ed. "Clancy!" muttered Handsome Harry. ''And one else," whispered the young sport, taking a quick look arollnd, ''a woman, if the sound, of the other voice counts for anything." Finding that they were tiot observed by the one watchman, at that moment within sight, nor by any of those who were around the balloon, Bertie and Harry drew dose to the tent wall. ''Look here, Millie,'' came the smootll, oily tones

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Dif\MOND DICK. JRo-THE BOYS? BEST WEEKL Yo of Clancy, "I'm not going to put up with any more nonsense at your hands. You know I like yo11-I've told you that more'n a times--" "I don't want you to like me, Jack Marti111 tbe angry feminine voice broke in. "All I want you to do is to quit bothering me and attend to your own affairs." "You needn't be so high and mighty! If you'll marry me, I'll--" '':Niarry you! I'd kill m y self fir st. St<1nd out of 1J,1y way and let me pas s.'' "I'll do nothin' of the sort until I've had It's that Ed M yrick you're struck on. But Ed'll never have you, mark that. Yon'll be mine or you'll be nobod y s." "Get out of nw way, I tell you! I won't stand here and listen to such talk." "Yes, yon will, my beauty And I'm gain' to have a kiss, here and now." A smothered scream, at tbat instant, came from within the tent, instantly followed by a sound of quick movements and the clanging of an iron door. "Now," pante d the girl's voice, "come here if you dare!' "Come out o' that cage, you spitfire," Clancy s voice returned, in tone of dire "come out, I say, or I'll stir up them tigers so they kill you!" Bertie thought it about time that he and Harry saw what was going on, s o he jerked a k nife from the breast of his coat and sl a shed a rent in the canvas wall. When he and hi s old pard peered through the rent they saw a scene that made their blood run cold CHAPTER II. The young sport and the old Serpent had an unobstructed view of the little drama which was being elrncted inside the menagerie tent, 1 and, of course, what they had already heard had given them a pretty fair understanding of the present situation. Clancy-for both Bertie and Harry were now sure of the man-harl announced himself as being in love with the girl, and she had valued his professions at what they were wort!J. Like the villain that he was, Clancy was forcing his atte11tions upon the girl, and she, in order to escape him, had flung herself into the tigers' cage, which stood near at hand. She was in the cage, peering through the bars at Cla11cy, wheu Bertie and Harry looked through the. slit i-n the tent. 'l'he tw o tigers their e y es gleaming, were crouch ing t o the floor back of tbe girl, lashing thei.r tnils around aud p lainly working thetnselves up into a rage on accoirnt of tire unwonted comlllotion. To b e successful, a wild-beast tamer must at all times have a calm eye and a confid ent and fearless air -something which the girl did not just then possess She was still clad in the costume she had worn during the parade, her face was pale, her bosom was heaving wildl y and she was trembling in every limb Clancy worked up to a high pitch by the girl's actions, cherished designs which were little short of murderous; and in working out his designs fortune had seemed to favor him. The tank in which the baby hippopot;;imus was wont to disport itself had sprung a leak that morning, and one of the all-around mechanics employed about the show had been working to mend the tank with a tinner's bra zier and irons. 'rhe "chuck" gong sounding before the tank had been entirely mended, the man had hurried away to eat his dinner and had left the brazier behind with the irons heating in the fire. Clancy, obliviou s of everything but his desire to play even witb the girl who had spurned bis love with contempt, had jerked one qf the red-hot irons out o f the brazier and was advancing with it upon the cage. It was not necessary for him to his bloodthirsty intentions. Nothing can e x cite or overawe a wild beast like fire, and even as the tigers looked at the glowing

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6 Dlf\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. iron they sprang up and began striking at the bars with their paws. There Wl:\S no one in the tent save Clancy and the girl, and the man evidently thought he would be able to have his own wa y The pallor in the girl's face d e epened to the white ness of death. She reeled as she stood and was obliged to clutch the bars of the cage to save herself from falling to the floor. "Back!" she whispered; "you will excite the brutes so that they will kill me!" "Come out, then!'' cried Clancy, waving the iron about his "Come out, I say, or I'll goad the beasts on so they'll rend you limb from limb! I'll teach you to set yourself up above me! Come out, if you want to save your life!" The girl opened her lips to call for help, but no sound came. Her eyes closed and she began slipping downward, finally falling backward across the floor of the cage, directly between the two tigers. Beside himself with fury, Clancy l eaped toward the cage to carry out his awful plans. But Diamond Dick, Jr., followed by his old pard, had raised the bottom of the tent wall and darted in side, paying no heed to the warning shout from the watchman who had suddenly become aware of their presence. "Drop that iron!" cried Bertie. Clancy halted in confusion and half recoiled. The next moment, with a muttered oath, he had struck at youn g Di::imond Dick's fac e with the gleaming brand. One glance was all that was necessary to show the young sport that if the girl's life was to be saved no time was to be lost. The tiger tamer still lay on the floor of the cage, as unconscious as when s he had first fallen. One of the tigers was leaping across and across her body, plunging furiously from one end of the cage to the other, showing its white, fang-like teeth and snarling and roaring. The other tiger stood at the side of the girl, looking down at her, seemingly ready to pounce upon the white, shapely throat. Had the girl made the slightest move, there is no Cloubt but that the brute would have sei z ed her instantly. The door of the cag e as Bertie could sec, was not bnt simply secured with an iron catch. The tiger tam er, in her has te to escape from Clanc y had not had time to lock the cage behind her. Wh a tever was to be done must be done quickly, and the young sport sprang to the braz ier and snatched out the-other iron. Then h e leaped tow a rd the cage door, but found the watchm a n barring his way. "What are you 2oi n' to do?" demanded the w::itchman. The question was entirely unnecessary, and Bertie did not answer it. "Out of IJ;lY wa y!" he comm a nd e d, brandishing the hot iron. "You'll be killed if you go into that cage!" "The g irl will b e k illed if I don't." "You' ll both be killed! Those tigers have killed Had the blow iaude d the young sport's e y e wou1d two or three men alre a dy. Millie w a s the onl y perhave been put out, or, at the very least, his face w o uld have been terribly disfigur e d. But the blow did not land right fist shot forth like lightning and the iron fell from Clancy'5 grasp. "Take him in band, old pard in cried Bertie, whirl ing toward the c a ge to render what assistance he could to the irl. son we've ever h::id who could ma!rnge the brutes and now see how they're tre ating her! They--" Bert i e caught the watchman by the collar in angry impatience and flung him aside. ''Stand at the door and be ready to help," said he. The ne x t in stant he had jerketl open the door a11d jumped in t o the c a ge The girl wa s as yet unharmed, and Bertie s en-

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DIJ\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BEST WEEKLY. trance into the den had caused both tigers to l;!i ve him their attention. Both of the animals, snarling viciously, lowered their crouching bodies to the boards beneath them. "Look out!" yelled the watchman; "they' re gettin' ready ter j11mp on ye! Back out while you've got time.'' "Don't take any chances, son!" shouted Handsome Harry, g.ripping Clancy with his powerful right hand and sending his left to grope for a revolver. Diamond Dick, Jr., was in awful peril and the old Serpent acted as one dazed But Bertie bad no i11teution of beating a retreat until he had accomplished the work which took him into the cage. He kept his eyes fixed upon the glitte ring, dia mond-like orbs of the animal nearest him and which s e emed the more dan g erous of the two. Suddenly he drew one of his revolvers and fired it into the bottom of the cage. Frightened by the report, the nearest tiger flung its e lf to the opposite end of the den with a force that made the cage quiver in every part. rrhen, with out a waver' the young sport advanced upon the second brute, holding the red-hot iron in front of him. The tiger stood i ts grou11d a s though fas c inated. Bertie thrnst the iron against the animal's tn uzzle; there was a hiss, a sickening smell of burning flesh, a roar of agony from the tiger and then the brute joined its mate at the other end of the cage. Now was the young sport's opportunity, aud he was not slow to take advantage of it. Slipping his revolver into his pocket, he stooped, caught the girl about the waist and dragged her swiftly to the door, being careful the while not to turn his back on the tige 1s. The watchman w a s ready, and flung the door open so that young Diamond Dick was able to spring out backward and drag th e girl with him. Instantly the door was swung shut, aud imme diately a fterward the weight of both brutes 'vas lrnrlcd simulta11eously against that end of the cage. "Rip an' tear, ye bloomin' varmints!" whooped the Serpent of Siskiyou, in a spasm of relief. "Ef I had my way I'd make lead mines out o' yer carcases, thet's what I'd do!" He faced toward Diamond Dick, Jr. "Bertie, boy," said he, "ye done the job plum up ter the haudle!" Just then Clancy thought it advisable to make himself scarce and he tried it, but Harry was too quick for him. "Nary, my festive tin-born!" cried the Califor nian, giving Clancy a shake that m a de his teeth rat tle. "Ye desarve the biggest lickin' ye ever got in yer life, an' I'll be only too glad ter give it to ye ef ye give me half an excuse." The man calmed down for a minute; but only for a minute. Suddenly he left go with all his luug power. "Hey, Rube!" he yelled; "hey Rube!" It was the showman's call for a scrap, and hardly had the yell ceased echoing through the big tent than the canvas wall was lifted on every side, and canvas men, c a ndy butchers, kinkers and oth e rs came flocking in, every man armed with a tent 5take. "'l'hrow these duffers out!" roared Clancy; "kick 'em off the grounds!" Iu vain was it for B e rtie or Harry to protest, and little protesting did either of them attempt. As the showmen rushed forward, Bertie gave a quick look around for the girl, but she bad vanisbed. A second more and there was a hand-to-hand fight at close qu a rters, stakes wildly waving, hoarse yells going up from a dozen throats, and clinched fists battering friend and foe indiscriminatel y "Wake up, snakes, an' sound rattles!" bellowed Handsome Harry, delighkd at the prospect of a rumpus. "Git together, crawlers, an' throw pizen Ye're up ag'inst tne son of his dad an' ther great an' only Sarpint of Siskiyou, an' ef we don't hev tlie lot 01 ye lookin' two ways fer the trail out I ain't no good at prophes y in'!" Backward, forward, sideway s the yo11ug sport and his old pard fought thei'l' battle, always shoulder to shoulder.

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DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. They gave some pretty hard knocks, and they took not a few, but the odds were overwhelming and Dian1ond Dick, Jr., quickly saw that, if he and Harry were to escape with heads unbroken resort' won1d have to be i1ad to something besides bare fists. 'rhe trend of battle had brought the two friends close to the large pole in the center of tl1e tent. ''Back to back, old pard, with the pole between us!" panted Bertie. "Guns are trumps!" "Keno, partly!" They whirled about, each with his back to the big pole, and their guns leaped into their hands and were brandished threateningly in the faces of their foes. "Back!'' shouted Diamoud Dick, Jr. "What kind of a set-to do you call this? Five to one and tent stakes against bare fists? The first man that raises a club we'll pepper for his pains!" "It's the son of his dad thet'$ torkin'," supplemented Handsome Harry, "an' ye kin bet a poncho thet what be says goes!" A dozen men had executed tlie charge at the alarm of "Hey, Rube!" and of tha t dozen at least four were retired, snfietillg more or less from contact with the fists of the young sport and the old Serpent. 1'he remaining eight, awed by the display of weapons, retreated precipitately and came to a halt at a little distance. While they stood, staring supinely into the pointed muzzles of the forty-fours, a dapper little man in a silk hat came hurrying in. C 1What1S the ruction here ?H he cried, racing for the center pole. "What? Men with guns? Down with those weapons or I'll have you jailed. Slinger" --the dapper little man turned to the watchman "go for the sheriff! I'll have these two rascals locked up. Egad, I'll find ont whether my men are to be protected or not!'' "Just a moment, Mr Forrest! Hear me before you send after the sheriff and cause these two gentlemen to be arrested!'' The girl was the speaker, and as she spoke she er.me hurrying in from the other tent. cc Why, l\1illie !" exclaimed Forrest. 1 'What have you to do with this l What do you know about this tron ble ?" "I know that I am the cause of it," the girl replied, "and I know that if lt hadn't been for one of those gentlemen you think of having arrested I would have been torn to pieces by Lascar and Rajah. 1 "Great heavens !11 exclaimed Forrest, taking a pair of gold eyeglasses from his pocket and pinching them about his nose. He looked at Millie steadily for a moment. "Were you in the tigers' cage? Did you lose control over them?'' "I was driven into the tigers' cage by Jack Mar_ tin," the girl answered. "Driven? I don't understand you." "I reported Jack Martin to you once before, Mr. Forrest," Millie went on. "I know," returned the showman, "and he promised me that he would do differently." "Well, he hasn't done differently," returned the girl, in a bitter tone. ccI had to spring into the tigers' cage to keep away from him. The tigers were excited, and Jack Martin made them more so by taking one of those hot irons from the brazier, there. I fainted, fell down inside the cage, and would have been killed but for that young man.'' :Millie indicated Bertie. "He went into the at the risk of his life and dragged me out. Didn't h e Mr. Slinger?'' 1'he girl appealed to the watchman, who had told her of B ertie's gallant exploit. "That's what he did, Mr. Forrest," seconded the watchman. "But what means this row here?" asked the p'er plexed showman. "Martin sent up a yell of 'HC!y, Rube!' an' the boys tumbled in," went on the watchman. "What did Martin want a row fod" "So he could get away, 11 put in Millie. "Isn't he here?" "No, Mr. Forrest; he got away during the fight." "I guess yon needn't go for the sheriff, Slinger," said the proprietor of the Great Consolidated. ccI guess he needn't," guffawed Handsome Harry. "You'll hev ter be a hnll Jot smarter than ye are now ter git a sheriff in this man's town to lock up Diamond Diok, Jr." 1Wliat ' exclai111ed Forrest; ''is this young Mr. Wade?' "I am Bertie Wade," replied the young sport, who had two gla11ces for ;\lillic where he bad one e for the showman. "We made a jump from Diamond Dick's town last night, but hadn't the pleasure of meeting either you or Diamond Dick, before we left Ouray.'' "Diamond Dick was here in Tough-Nut," replied

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DBAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 9 Bertie, "aud my old pard and I were out in the hi11s.,, "You have been of great service to Miss Mow bray,,, went on Forrest, swelling up impo
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Dif\MOND JR.-THE BOYS' BE.ST WEEKLY. his name as the denomination of the card proved bis identity. "Look out for the geezer in the glad rags," read the on the card; "he's layii1g to make a raise and fly t)le coup." "We'll go out and have a look for the ge zer," said the young sport, and he and his old pard imme diately left the menagerie te11t. CHAPTER III. A BLOW-UP. ':Th et New York kid must be on the inside,,, chuckled Haudsome Harry. "He's given us a little inside information, anyway,'' replied Bertie. "Ve kin bet yer last soo markee thet l1e's the boy ter git next ter anythin' thet's
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DIJ\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS9 BEST WEEKLY. could ride it, and when a familiar voice from the ringside responded, "Yah, dot's me, so kevick like nodding," the young sport and the old Serpent gave over their talk and focused their eyes on the tan bark. Fritz Dunde r lumbered heavily into the ring. He wore onl y his ordinary costume, but the mere sight of him appeared to convulse the audience. "What do you want here, my German friend?" inquired the ringmaster. "I vant to make fife tollars," responded Fritz. "Do y o u think y ou can ride this mule?" "Nix I don'd clink anyding aboudt id. I can ride dot moo-el so easy as I can't dell." "Well, get aboard." It took Fritz some time to get aboard. Every time he star ted t oward the mule's head with the iutention of mounting, the auimal switched its busine s s end around and shot out its hind hoofs. "\Vhy don't you get on?" inquired the ringmaster. "V'y don'd he bolt shtill mit himseiuf?" reto r ted Fritz. "So och a moo-el I never s aw yet." The beckoned some one from the ringside, and a man, with a bushy black full beard and wearing a blue uniform with tarnished gilt t r immings, stepped into the r ing and held the mule's head. This en a bled Fritz to mol111t, and forthwith his troubles bega1i. The mule shot into the air and c ame down with a jolt that must have loos e ned every bone in the Dutch boy's anatomy; but F 1 itz, hanging to the animal' s n e ck, simply l e t off a yell of defiance. The n the mule began a series of hllcking opera tions and s plintered out into a sort of defective kinetograph picture so that there seemed about half-a dozen mules and a cou pie of dozen F r itzes. As well might a pe r son try to hang onto a streak of greased as to cling to that plunging four footed infernal machine. The Teuton let go and went rocketing over the mule's bead. As the man with the bushy whiskers happened to be in tl1e exact spot where fate had planned for Fritz to alight, there was a collision and the Dutch boy and the man went dow in a tangled heap. B y a peculiar process of reasoning, the man with the bushy whiskers seemed to have the idea that Fritz had slammed into him on pu r pose, and Fritz had corraled the impression that the man with the bushy whiskers was responsible for his flight the air So the had a give-and-take right there, and wh e n the ringmaster call e d more of the ring attaches and had the b o y and the man s e parated, Fritz was holding the bushy whiskers in his hand and the man stood revealed as Jack Martin! "Ha11g onter the maverick, Fritz!" roared Handsome H a rry, rising and leaping down the tier of seats, "we're arter the tin-horn. Gle-ory to snakes an' dou ble-barn:lecl surprises!'' D iamond Di c k, Jr., was well in the lead of his old pard, and both were chasing toward the ring. The merriment of the spectators had died down and given place to the wildest excitement. The onlook e rs lla turally had no idea who the man who h a d s ported the layout of false whiskers conld be, but they jllmped at the conclllsion that he must be crooked or he wouldn't be disguised. The ringmaster and the two ring attaches who had se parate d F ri t z and 'Martin conf1onted Bertie and Harry a nd disputed their passage. "Go back and sit down!" c r ied the ringmaster, a threatening gesture with his whip. "Cl'ar the track, thet's m y advise ter you," re torted Harry, jerking the whip from the ringmaster's hand. Diamond Dick, Jr., flung one of the ring attaches to one side, and the old Sepren t, laying about him with th e whip, plunged on unhamper ed. A clear stretch lay before the young sport and his old pa r d, but Jack Martin was too resourceful a vil lain to be captured so easily. The instant he realized that he had been stripped of his disguise and recognized by Diamond Dick, Jr., and Handsome Harry, Martin sprang to the mule. It was a trick mule, and could be ridden by any one who knew how. Fortunately for Martin, he knew how. Fritz, understanding what. was expected of him by the old Serpent and the young sport, ran toward the mule's bead. A touch of the bridle by Martin and a pressure of his heels in the animal's flanks caused the mule to .swing around and launch out his hind hoofs. Fritz was caught in the shoulder and went back-. ward, heels over head; then, at a gallop, Martin dashed from the ring into the dressing-room. Bertie and Harry followed. ...

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DIAMOND D!CK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLl" .' When they re ached the curtain that hid the dress iug-room entrance, Forres t appeared in front of them. "What is tbe meaning of this?" cried the showman. ''What! Is it you, l\lr. Wade' ?' "The meaning is," Bertie retorted, as lie flung past the proprietor of the Grea t C011solidated, "that you're liable to get y ourself into hot water for shielding a cdminal." The mule was found il) the men's quarters of the dressing-room, but Jack Martin was not in evide nce. "What became of Jack Martin?" Bertie demanded of several acrobats who were sta11ding around. Every man in the lot protested that h e h a d not st:en Jack l\lartin. "Tell thet t e r tlie m arines!" fumed H a n dsome Harry. "Martin rode in hyer 011 thet mule an' y e must hev s een him.'' Handsome Harry was mad a 3 a h ornet and the prospects, at that jnucture, were very promising in favor of a set-to. Something, however, occurred to prevent a conflict. A chorus of feminine screams came from behind the partition on the side of the women's dressingroom. "Millie!" "They've taken Millie l "Oh, run for Mr. Forrest!" "Tell somebody-quick!" "What' s the matter in there?" demanded the young sport, in a loud aud authoritative voice. "'rhe boss canvasman, Rafferty, has run off with Millie in M r Forrest' s gig," came a hysterical response. "How Jong ago?" asked Diamond Dick, Jr. "Jus t this minute." "Which way did tlte b os s canvnsurnn go?" "We couldn't t e ll. Bertie with Handsome Harry tight at his heels, darted t oward tl1e side of the teut. Just as he lifted the canvas and pushed himself out i11to the open air, a tremendous explosion came from a 1ound in frout of the rnain t e nt. fostantly there was a hnbbllb and co11fu sio11 whic h ba ffied a 11 d e scri ptiou. The sptlctators in the circus te11t, ::ilre n d y excited by the e ve11ts which had take1i place there g::ive ve11t t o s h onts aud cries; the anilll a ls i11 the menagerie added to tlle furore-liom; r ariog aud trumpeting-while the circus employees, demoralized b y the swift success ion of surprising events, ran hither and thither in a veritable panic. "Jumpin' sandhills !" s 11orted the Serpent of Sis kiyou; "we ort ter be in about sixteen places all ter once, Bertie!' "We can be in two places, all right," young Diamond Dick auswered; you go around in front and see what has happened there, Harry, and I'll do what I can to find out what has become of Millie." CHAPTER IV. ''TH E IIIGHF L YI<:R. 11 Handso m e Harry was n o t lon g in fiu ding 011t w h a t had h a p pened in front o f the main tent. Some miscreant had hurled a bomb a t t h e ti c k e t wagon and wreck ed it comple te!}'. Several b o y s and m e n who had b ee n lounging a bout the show ground s hnrried to the s cene, and grouped t hemse l v es around the demolished v e h icle. They were standing there, surveying the wreck when Forres t rushed out of the menagerie tent. 1'he proprietor of the Great Consolidate d had halted in the circus t ent lung euough to pacify the spectators and to get the p eFformance started in s ome kind of orde r. Then he ha d made hast e to inves ti gate the cause of the explos ion. "Who did this?" h e s h oute d, elbowing h is way through the crowd that surrounded the ruined ticket wagon. A colored boy, dressed iu an exaggerated costume which proved his connection with the Great Conso l i dated, shove d himself forward "Jack Martin was de fell e r, bo s s, sai d the moke. "He frew de bomb-I s e ed him." :\Iartin? Imposs ibl e "l's t eilin' yo de t ro of, l\Iistali Forrest, ya s e, sub. Hope tuh di e ef I ain't." Bu t why should lie want to wrec k my ticket wagon? ' Dat' s m o dan I kuow, bo ss." Myric k must h ave been killed! Has any one se e n Myrick?" There was 110 answer from auy of the canvasmen or other employ ees o f the show who had be e n drawn to the sce n e "Slinger," went on l\lr. Forrest, "dra w a cordon of our mcu arouucl wreck.e
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Dll\MOND DICK, BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 13 be twenty-five hundred dullars in the wreck-all the receipts for the afternoon's performance. And Myrick must be in there, too. Form a circle around the wagon aod set men to work. Look alive, now. 'l'here 's no time to be lost. It's evident that this is oJir Jonah day, and we've got to do our utmost to backcap all this tough luck." Tbe crowd snrroi111ding the wreck was forced back to a distance of twenty feet aud burly canvas!llen, armed with teut stakes, were por;ted at the edge of the circle. Then Slinger, with the aid of three other em ployees, went to work pnshing and tumbling the wreckage aside. 'l'o the amazement ,and consternation of the pro prietor of the show, not so much as a two-bit piece was fonnd; and if Myrick had b ee n in the wagon at the time of the explosion he must have been blown to a toms, for n o t a trace of him could be discovered. '"rhis is the. biggest kiud of a pttzzle," muttered Forest, wrinkling his brow in perplexity. "I'll give a hundred to tlt e mau who'll favor me with a rational solution." "I don't waut your htmdred, M r. Forrest,,, said a voi ce at the shown1au 's side, "but I can tell you now that it's a simple ca s e of graft." "Graft!" echoed the showman, t11rning upon the speH k er. "Ah, is it yon, Diamond Dick, .Tr. ?" "Yes,,, rett. 1rned Berti e "You're the victi111 of a gang of crooks, Mr. Forrest.'' ''I do11't see how--'' "Possibly y ou d on't, but I do." "Gang? Who's in the gang?" "I'll name two of them-Jack Martin and Ed Myrick.,, "No, uo, you're 'way off. Martin has an interest in the show, aud Myrick has been with me for a year and is straight goods.'' "How much o f your 1uoucy did Myrick have in his po ssession?'' "About $2,500-all the r eceipts of the afternoon's performa uce. '' "Do you fiud any of the money?" No." "Do yon see anything of Myrick?'' "Nothing at al "Then it's simply a matter of putting two and two toget'1er. : \I: ri'2k is gone and the m :>ney is g one The ticket seller touched you for the twenty-five hunched.'' The showman gave a gasp, and it was plain that he was beginning to see matters as young Diamond Dick saw them. "How much of an interest did Jaak Martin have in this show?" Bertie W<:'nt on. "He had a $,soo in_terest." "He helped yon out at Tablas?" "Yes; paid our expenses there." The showman had sunk his voice so that those around him might not le arn of his pecuniary em barrassmeu ts. "How did he pay them?" Bertie per sisted. "Why, in money, hard cash," replied Forrest. ':In bills?" ''Yes.'' "Of the $5 variety?" "That was the way of it. How did you make such a good guess _?" "Oh, the guess came easy," answered the young sport, dryly. He 11ow knew that Jack Martin had acquired his small interest in the Con solidated and shoved five hundred more of his queer, both at foe same time. "It was Martin, son," spoke up Handsome Harry, pushi11g forward to his little pard's side as he listened to the talk between the youth and the showman, "it was Jack Niartin as tossed the bomb thet knocked the wagon ter smithereens.'' "rrhat fact makes my solution of the a regular double-cinch," said Bertie. "Bnt why was the wagon blown up?" queried Forrest. The showman's hard luck seemed to make him a trifle dense. "That was done to cover the flight of your ticket agent with t!Je $z 500 and also to draw attention away from Martin aud make it easier for him to escape. If you'll take my advice, Mr. Ferre.st, you'll set eve1 y man you can spare to looking for this Mar t i n. He can't be far away, and I'll bet dollars to doui;:lmnts he's concealed somewhere about these grounds.'' "'I'll take your advice, Diamond Dick, Jr.," the showman answered. "Will you stand by me? WiH you help me out?" He inclined his lips to Bertie's ear and whispered: "If I can't g t that $21500 back the Great Consolidated will be stranded!"

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14 DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo "I'll do what I can to help you," returned the young sport. Forrest caught Bertie's hand and gave it a grateful pressure; then he hurriep away to have his men take up the search for Martin. Bertie and Harry withdrew from the crowd. "Things are comin' at us in bunches, pardy, 11 re marked Handsome Harry. "That's right," returned the young sport; "everything seems to be happening at once.'' "Did you get any track 01 the gal ?11 "Yes." "Whar is she ?11 "That's more than I can tell. I found this two spot of clubs lying just outside the women's dressing room, though, and I can tell you it took quite a load off my mind." The young sport brollght out the card and Hand some Harry read as follows: "On deck. Will keep my gig-lamps on the giri. M erino and pnt you nex t the first chanc e I get. Martin is the main squeeze of the gang of crooks, and Rafferty, boss canvasman, is chief understrapper." While Handsome Harry was reading the New York kid's memorandum, a yell came from a chariot which stood not more than a hundred yards away. The chariot had a lot of cheap looking-glass set in its sides, and was surmounted by a gilded figure supposed to represent the Goddess of Liberty. The shout that startled Rertie and Harry came from within the chariot and wa!I accompanied by sounds indicative of a struggle of some kind. As the young sport and the old Serpent started tow ard the chariot a voice strnck npon their ears which they instan ll y recognized. "He1 up! bel up! Come dis vay some vone I haf got dcr head crook alretty I haf got--Donner und blitzen Shtop him! Shtop him!" At that precise morn en t Jack Martin, stripped of the uniform he bad 11sed in the ring and clad in his flashy clothes and white top hat, emerged into sight on top of the chariot and sprang off to the ground, making toward the balloon at a nm. In his left hand he carried a heavy canvas sack which had every appearance of being full of coin; in his right hand he wielded a rev0lver. As he dashed for the balloon, he brandished the revolver and called to tile little man wlro stood close to the balloon basket. "Make ready, LeBrun ! It will be nip-and-tuck if we get out of this." Tht:! great silken bag was expanded to its fullest extent, and was tugging fiercely at the guy ropes. LeBruu shouted somethi11g to a couple of men who acted as his assistants and instantly leaped into the basket. The aeronaut was dressed in tights, and had been wearing a long cloak over his shoulders. In order that the cloak might uot interfere with his freedom of movement, he cast it aside as be leaped into the car. His two assistants, obedient to instrndions, sprang to the guy ropes. In a twinkling one of them was cut. "Keep that man from cutting the other rope !11 It was old Diamond Dick's voice and, just then, the veteran, who had been among the spectators and who had heard the rum pus, appeared, racing toward the basket which Jack Martin had neariy reached. Whirling ;ibout, Martin shot P .oint-blank at Dia mond Dick, but the haste with which he fired was not co1;1ducive to accuracy and his bullet went wild. As Handsome Harry was nearest the man who was to cut the remaining guy rope, young Diamond Dick left his old pard to deal with the fellow and raced on after Martin. Either the old veteran or the young sport might have dropped Martin in his tracks, but each feared to use 11is revolver on account of the presence of men, women ancl children who were clustered about the spot where the balloon had been inflated. Reaching the car, Martin sprang in beside LeBrun. Diamond Dick was approaching from one side and Bertie from the other, so that they felt tolerably sure of the man they after. "Get ont of that basket !11 commanded the old veteran. "You'll never get me out of here alive!" roared Martin. Thereupon he would have used his revolver again had not the yonng sport sprang into the basket, grabbed him by the coilar and jerked him backward. .:Heauwhile Handsome Harry had not been having everything his own way, by a long shot. The edge of the kuife, in the hands of LeBrun's assistant, was against the guy rope as the old Serpent sprang at the fellow and knocked him back. Tlien the second assistant materialized and made a pass at Harry with his fist.

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DIAMOND DICK. JR.-TtlE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 15 I H1:: was a stout fellow, and Harry had q warm bout for something two consecutive minutes. At the end of that leugth of time Harry knocked the assistant off his pins aud whirled to an about face just as t11e first man, who had recovered from the effects of the blow that had been dealt him, had fi11sawing through the rope. Hany grabbed at the rope, but it ran through his linuds as though it h11d been greasetruggle on the bottom of til e car, Martiu desperately to bring 11is revolver iulu ph1y. At the ca)] of his comrade the littk Frenchman leaped to where Diamond Dick was hanging and began pounding his hands with his clinched fists. Bertie, by a su perh 11111an effort, succeeded in freeing his ]muds from the grip Martin had 011 them and instantly plantt:d a blow between the grafter's eyes. M1:1rtin was stunned temporarily and the young sport sprang up, caught Lel3run by the shoulders and h11rled him upon the form of 11is pal; then Bertie turne d and gave the old veteran what help he needed in getting into the car. These maueuvers left l\Iartin and LeBrun to their own devices for a brief space, and during that short interva l Martiu regained his wits and his feet at about the same time. LeBru11, who was beginning to think he had had cuough of the mid-air scrimmage, sprang to tile rim of the basket and grabbed a rope that hung down frolll a queer-lookiug object to the balloon's siclc. Then the last scene of this aerial flight was in to the groove\>. It was a high old ti1ne all around1 and lively enough, too, while it lasted. ''Put clown that gun!' 1 co111111anded Dialllond Dick s ternly, faciug Martin. "I'll put it down after I send a bullet through you, an cl not before!'' ground out the crook. With a movement of cat-like swiftuess, the old veteran hurled himself upon Martin, catching him by the throat with one hand and by the wrist with tbe other, and forcing him back over the rim of the basket. 'l'he young sport had given his attentio11 to the Frenchman, who was still perched on the rim. "Come clown into the car!'' cried Bertie. "Nefer," returned the Frenchman; "I haf ze biz-11ess at ano:.czer place. /Ju revmr.1 Hon voyage m' sz'eu.I'' Then, with a wave of his hand, LeBrun grabbed the da11gli11g rope with both hands and launched liimself into space. Instinctively, young Diamond Dick drew his re volver as he looked dow11ward. 'l'here was a snap as the queer-looking device de tached itself from the balloon and for a thousand yaris or more LeBrun shot like a lead plummet. Sudde11ly, however, bis Lreak-neck rush was checked, for the strange device opened out n 'mbrella wise, and the aeronaut, bobbing about like a cork in a whirlpool, continued his fall at a much slower pace. 'J'h e young sport's hair had begun to raise at the sight of a human being recklessly throwing himself into space; but when he re<1lized that LeBru11 was simply making a parachute drop he smiled to himself and turned back toward old Diamond Dick and Jack Martin .. Slowly but surely the grafter was being strangled into submission. With a s11ake of the hand, the veteran caused :.\Iar tin to release the revolver, and it went whizzing downward. A second later Diamond Dick cast the crook to tlle

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t6 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. floor of the basket, and in almost less time than it takes to tell of it, he was bound hand and foot by means of a coiled rope which hung at the basket side. "1Jow," said the veteran, straightening up, "we have a chance to take our bearings and find out where we are." "We're being carried to the south by a pretty brisk wind," said the sport. "So I see," returned Diamond Dick. "We're well to the south of Tough-Nut and appro(l.ching the timbered foothills at the base of the Big Chief range of mountains. These hot air ba1louns do not usually remain up very long." "It seems as though we had bee n up more than an hour already." F ifteen mi1111tes, I sl .1011lcl say," answered, old Diamond Dick. "But this stro11g wind is hustling us along at trementlons speed. A good many things have happened since we shot up into the air, Bertie." "And a good many things happened before that." 1Yon had some exciten:ent a t tlie show grounds?" "Considerable." "Give me a sketch of what happened." Bertie complied, and old Dia111011c1 Dick listened with frowning brow. "We c:i.n co1111t off four of this gang of crooks without very much trouble,,, said he. "l\Iyrick, lhfferty and LeBrun are part of Martin's gang. :.Vlartin and l\1yrick put up the job to make off with the ticket moneY, I shouldn't wonder if lVlartin had an inkling that we were after him for shoving the queer, and had about made up his mind to skip.,, "I suppose that's what Two-Spot by his first uote saying that Martin in tended to make a raise and fly the coop." "No doubt." "But why didu't Martin go with Rafferty when the girl was taken?' "At that time he hadn't secured the money from the ticket wago n. This flight by balloon, I imagine, was not suddenly conceived, but had been planned for some time." "It's strange to find Martin and Myrick working together. They cannot both be friends and in love with the same "Millie Mowbray may think a great deal of Myrick, but we do not know that Myrick thinks very much of her.'' "Myrick is a first-class scoundrel, as I reaelve s to earth once more and to get our prisoner down," observed Bertie, tak ing a critical survey of the space beneath. ''There. is fifty feet of space between us and the ground," he added. "We're well supplied with ropes," said Diamond Dick, taking a second coil from the basket side. "We'll first lower the prisoner-it will take the two of us to do that-and then we'll make the rope fast and slip down ourselves." /

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 17 One eud of the rope was made secure about Martin's body, under the arms, and he was lifted over the side of the basket and gently lowered. The rope was just long enough, and no more A most unexpected and surprising thing happened when Martin's feet touched ground, and the plans of the Dicks underwent a quick cliange. Two men, rushing out from a covert of bushes, sla s hed in twain the rope b y which Martin h a d been l e t down, then lifted the grafter and bore him swiftly out of s i ght. Both the Dick s had their revolvers in hand, but found it impossible to shoot to advantage. At the sudde n spiriti llg away of their pris oner, they straightened themselves in the ba sket and exchanged quick glances which refle c ted their a stonishment. Then a grim smile curl e d the veterau 's mus t ached lip. "Tally one for the flim-flainn1er s," said he. CHAPTER VI. TREED. Derisive yells came from the brush to which the flim-flammers had retreated with their rescued leader. "Do yon kno w who those t w o fellows were, B e r t ie ? ' D iamo11cl Di c k asked. "l don't k11ow, but a t a g ue ss I should s a y they were Myri c k and R affer ty. I have n ever see n either of th e tw o h o w ever. "We ll, wh o ev e r they a r e they're onto th eir jobs." "I w o n der h o w t h e y 11appe11e d to b e ov e r in this direction?" T h e y certainly knew tha t l\larti n w as go in g to leave the sh o w 1'rot m ds i u t he ba ll oon; s o these other t w o, w h en they fled, ca m e to the south. B y w atch ing the wind they could t e ll pretty clos e ly how the ba llo o n w o ul d dri f t. A ud the n y ou kno w, th ey wo uld be able t o watch it and make directly for the spot when1 it "They l e ft Tough-Nut some time b e for e the b a l l o on did, s o all they had to d o was to lay low in the hills and w atch and wait. Jus t now it looks as th ough w e were tre e d, Diamond Dick. "Many a 'coon has been treed anc f not taken," returned the o ld veteran, whimsically. F or the Di c ks, the element of d anger in the situa t ion simply made it interesting. At that point of the conversatio n several bullets whistled through the air and spatted into the boughs of the oak. "Although they're out of our range, 11 remarked Diam
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18 DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "We'll come down the rope, but we won't come until we get ready!>' "I'll see about that. Opeu up on 'em, boys!" Then the bullets began to fly in a way that was disagreeable, to say least. More than one of the leaden missiles plunged into the wickerwork of the basket, s<1ng through the air and chuggea iuto the tree limbs. But, shooting from below as they were obliged to do, Martin and his pals were banging away at an enemy who, though well within range, was unseen. And the shooting did the Dicks more good than 11arm, sjnce it was 11eard by Harry and Fritz and caused the two to spur their horses to top speed. "'!'his way, pards !" shouted old Diamond Dick; "Martin and two of his pals are in the brnsh to the south of this tree. Surround them Bag all three!' 1 An answering yell came from Handsome Harry, and this, accompanied as it was by the thumping of two sets of hoofs a11d a crackling of undergrowth, again ,turned the tables in favor of the Dicks . Martin and his pals ceased firiug and took to flight, and the old ''eteran and the yo1.1ng sport slid down the rope, taking the bag of money with them, and joined in the pursuit of the three/villains. The pursuit, however, was in va. in, for the crooks disappeared as if by magic. "Consarn the varmints!" growled Handsome Harry. "Pm blamed sorry ter hev 'em skin out in this hyer fashion, but durned ef I ain't glad ter meet up with you an1 Bertie ag'in, Dick! Thunder! Jest t!1ink o' nie layin', on my back an1 watchin' yon two sail inter the air with prospects of as purty a fight on yer hands as ye ever went inter! An' tliar w a s me, look in' on an' never able ter take a hand." "Und me, likevise und vorse yet," put in tl1e Hot Ta111a'le. "I l1af peen a deaclt headt in der enderprise efer I foundt dot feller in der shariot va2011, yah, so helup me!" "You did good work there, Fritz," said Dianond Dick, Jr. "I did der pest vat I vas aple. Afder I pulled off dot feller's viskers in der circus ring, nd heardt vat you yelled down alretty, by shiuks oof I didn't get a seddler from dot moo-el! He knocked me my beadt ofer uud for a liddle vile I vas off der chump uud didn't kuow vedder school took oudt or led in. "Ven I gome back mit meinselnf like alvays, I vas. roamin' arouudt der show grounds loogin' for a blace vere I could lay down for a liddle uud sbleep deJ; kinks out oof my prain. I crawled inclo dot shariot vagon und I dought I vas pug house for sure ven I seen dot feller in dere. Den I yelled, ttnd ve had a fight mit ourselves, und den he rnnncd avay, und I runned afder him, 11nd den der palloon vent oop, und you fellers vent oop mit id, und den Harry und I chumped onto so1ue horses so kevick like nodding, und followed dot palloon, und saw you der tree in vile ve vere der hill on, und so ve gome here. Ach, vat a dime id is5 !" And Fritz fell to rubbing his sho11lder. "Do you know wha t happened to Two-Spot, Fritz?" asked Diamond Dick. "I hafn't seen Doo-Shpot since ve choincd der show.'' "Good reason why \iVienerwnrst l I've had 111y hands full and don't yon let t!iat get past your guard for a minute. The voice broke suddenly from t1.1c brush, and the nex t moment the York kid stepped into view and confronted his friends. CHAPTER VII. TWOSPOT' S DOINGS. 'Wh e n the iJew York kid s n id that he h a d had h i s liand s full he hadn't overstated the case in the l e ast. While be and Fritz had n o t h een able to couviuce Mr. Forrest tha t the y were full-Aed g ed "kinkers," or acrobats the proprietor of the Great Consolidated saw ros s ilJilities for Fritz in riding the trick mule, ancl for Two-Spot ill putting on w!iite paint, a peaked l1at and baggy tronsers and playing the banj o and singing up-to-dat e songs. Fritz ns may b e imagined, had t h e bot end of the work, but thought he could s tand it for one performance. As s oo u as they were hire d, the boys separated and went about the grounds and the teJJts. keeping their eyes and ears wide open. Voices coming fr o m the dressing tent attracted 'l'wo-Spot and he crept in and got on a pile of canvas behind a trnnk belonging to one of the acrobats 2nd listened to two meu who alone in the tent and busily talking. One of tile men wore a white top hat and flash y clothes, and the Bowery boy's heart jnmped into his throat when he recogniz ed tlie fellow as the one who had taken in two and a half of Fritz Dunder' s good money aud passed out five of the bogus variety.

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Dll\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 19 "You can do the job all right, Rafferty," the man in the loud clothes was saying to his companion. "I've got to have help, Jack," Rafferty answered; "some one to drive while I take, care of the girl. What's the matter with Myrick?" "He can't help you. He's gut to help me make that touch before I fly the coop.' 1 "Or LeBrun "I'' "No, no, I'll have to use LeBrun." "\Vell. I've got to have somebody, in case the girl's taken off as you propose. You're 2oin' to have a talk with her, you say?" "Yes, wlien she goes into the menagerie tent to look after Lascar and Rajah." "If she agrees au' goes with ye peaceably--" "She won't-I can tell yo:1 that now. You'll have to use that letter Myrick wrote, for the girl is struck on Myrick and will bite at the bait." "Then I'll have to have help." The two men got up and, as fate would have it pas secl :iro11nd the truuk where Two-Spot was lying and liste11ing. The New York kid was clever and he had a mind that worked like lightning, so instead of jumping up and trying to race out of the dressing-tent, he merely sprawled over the canvas and gave a good imitation of a boy asleep. "I didn't see that kid here when I came in," said Jack Martin. "He m nst have been there," returned the. boss canvasman; "he certainly didn't come in while we were talkin'." "Who is he?" "He's one of the new kids the old man has hired." ''Why wouldn't he do to help you?'' queried Martin, quickly. "He looks as though he'd d o anything for a ten-dollar bill.'' "Wake him up an' let's talk with him." Martin gave Two-Spot a push with his foot, and had to repeat the push twice and couple it with a kick before the New York kid thought best to open his eyes aud give a yawn. "Wat's eatin' youse?" asked Two-Spot. "Can't youse Jet a bloke.Pound his ear widout h'istin' 'im one wid yer kick?'' "Who are you, boy?" asked l\Iartin, failing to re member rrwo-Spo t as the companion of the Dutch man who had been plucked at Ouray. "Who am I, huh? \Vell, hold yer breat' an' I'll let it out. I'm Crappsey Cal, de toughest t'ing wot ever come up de pike, sec? I'm four of a kind an' dat's hard ter beat." "Are you out for the stuff?" "Dat's de kind of a gameril I am, cull." "Will you do a job for me?" "Wot it is?" "You'll know later." "Wot I got ter eo ?" "Just hang around where the boss canvasamn can get hold of you, along toward the middle of the afternoon's performance. 11 "How mnch is dere in it?" "This now, and twenty more after the job is done, providing you keep a still tongue between your teeth.'' Jack Martin tendered Twp-Spot one of the bogus fives which he skinned from a big roll fished out of his tro11sers' pocket. "Dat's me wid bot' feet!" exclaimed Two-Spot. "Then see that yon're around when needed," went on Mattin, as he and Rafferty went out of the dress ing-room. And ri)-!ht there, on the top of the trunk by which he was sitting, the New York kid wrote his fir5t note on the deuce of diamonds and put it in bis pocket where it would be handy when the time came to de liver it. During the row in the menagerie tent, Fritz was off On an errand for Mr. Forrest, and Two-Spot was away at a well toting water for the elephant. The Bowery boy got back to the grounds with his last pail of water just after the row had quieted down, but he heard all about what had happened from Sli;:iger, the watchman. Here was a chance for him to deliver his deuce of diamonds and give the young sport a hunch as to the man i11 the "glad rags." Two-Spot knew it would not be well for him to be seen talking with the young sport, for that might tip his hand, so he watched at the wall of the menagerie tent, located Handsome Harry and pushed the card through, as we have already seen. After that, and until the beginning of the show, the New York kid played a waiting game. He was stationed just outside the women's dress ing-room, when the performance began, and Rafferty told him not to budge from the spot, for when he received his call it W011ld be extremely sudden. So Two-Spot waited. He heard the commotion in the main tent caused (

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20 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-Tf-JE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. by Fritz Dunder's bout with the man with the bushy whiskers, but he held to his post. Suddenly Rafferty dashed up to the dressing-room in a red-wheeleq gig, with a top, di;awn by a wiry ho.rse which looked as though it might have both bottom and speed. "Here," cried Rafferty, "jump in here and take these lines. When I come out again and get into the gig I want you to drive like old Ned." "Keno," said Two-Spot, and climbed up one side of the gig as the boss canvasman got down on the other. Rafferty had a letter in his hand and he stepped to the flap of the tent door and called aloud for Miss Mowbray. Millie appeared iu her street costume, having finished her work in the ring for that afternoon. "Here's a letter Mr. Myrick :isked me to give ye, Miss Mowbray," said the canvasman, respectfully. "Ed gave you this?" echoed the girl. :'Why did he write a letter when he could step back here and :.-speak a word to me?'' ''He's busy in the ticket wagon.'' Millie tore open the end uf the e1:ve lope, drew out the enclosed sheet ;;ind read its contents. "Ed wants me to go with yon!" she exchiimed. "Where?" "To a place where he wants to have a talk with you when he gets through his work." "What better place could he have tliau right here?'' "You've got me," the ca11vas111a11, impa tiently; "there's his letter, an' if you don't waut to go jest say the word." 1 "I'll go, of course," said the girl, after a brief pause. Then, sornewhat reluctantly, she climbed into the gii. "Drive arouud b y the ticket wago1i," said she, to Two-Spot; "I'll have a moment's talk with Ed and fi11d out what his reason is for this strange move." Two-Spot, with the stump of a pencil gripped in the fingers of his rig!Jt hand, had beeil writ'ing liis seco11cl message to Diamond Dick, Jr., with cai;d, pencil and hand all hidden i 11 Ii is jacket pocket. "All right, miss," said Two,Spot. "You'll do no such thing," growled Rafferty; "make for the road and drive sonth as fast as the horse will go.'' "Let me out!" cried Millie, seeming suddenly to realize that she was in the hands of her enemies. "Drive, I tell you I" e:xclaimed Rafferty, catcl:iing Mjllje about tl1e waist and placing a hand over her mouth; "drive like Sam Hill, kid!" A scream escaped from the iu spite of Rafferty, and several of the women appeared in the door of tbc dressing-room and saw the wheeling rapidly avvay. 'fwo-Spot dropped the card to the ground and gave his entire attention to driving. A plan flashed through his mind to drive the gig right into the thick of the crowd around the place where the balloon was being inflated and call for help to prevent the girl from being carried away. But this pla11 was rejected almost as soon as thought of. Two-Spot was already in the confidence of Martin, and if he acquitted himself well, he would have the grafter's further confidence and could not only i:escue the girl but fiud out who the rest of Martin's con federates were. S o instead of dri\ing into the crowd, he drove south along the lrail a11d pushed the horse to the utmost. Althou g h the seat of the gig was wide, tl1ere was 11011e too muc h room for the three of thetn, especially as JI.Jillie was struggling desperately in her attempt to get away. Gradually the girl's struggles ceased, and Rafferty sile11ced her with a gag a11cl tied her hands behind lier with a silk h a11dkerciiief. 'bred out with her fut,ile struggle, the girl resigued l1erself to her fate aud leaned back on the seat of the gig and closed lier eyes. Ber face w;:is extremely pale, but she bore up under tlie orde al thron;,;h which she was passing i n a way that claimed 'l'wo-Spot's admiration. After they hau bee11 a quarter of a11 hour on the way, and bad a part of the road that was bordered with a grove of thick timber, Rafferty took the lines ont of 'J'wo-Spot's hmids and turned into a blind trail that led off to the left. Presently he came to a halt on a ridge overlooking a raviue. "Wait here," he said, again giving the lines to the boy and springing to the ground. "I'll be back in a minute."

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DIJ\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 2 1 With that, Rafferty pushed out of sight into the underbrush. "Say, miss,,, said Two-Spot, speaking hurriedly, "I'm Diamond Dick1s pard and your friend, see? I'm playing a game and I left a card back there at the show gronnds that will put the young sport 11ext and he'll trail after tts. Keep a stiff upper lip. I'lll going to stand by yon. I'd untie you now or turn this horse and make for tuw n as fast as we1ve been hurrying awciy from it, but I wcint to find O\lt who1s helping this geezer work .the job he's engaged in. That's what young and o ld Diamond Dick want to know, understand? Don't fret. I'll take care of you, no matter what happo1s.,, There was a suspicions look on the girP-s face when the New York kid began his somewhat disjointed remarks; but the suspicion faded before he had fin ishecl, and a pleased and grateful light came into her eyes. She nodded her 11ead to signify that she understood, and a moment Inter Rafferty came ont of the brush once more. Going to the horse's head, the boss ca11vasma11 caught tl1e bit ancl led the anirnai to a t ree aud hitched it with the halter strap. "Get out here, .'.\li:;s Mowbray,,, said Rafferty, corui11g up to the side of the gig. "If yon don't try to get away you won't be hurt." 'I'he girl got up, a11cl Rafferty helped her to the g ro u ml. I "You come with us,,, the canvas111an a c lu ccl, tnrn illg to Two-Spot. 'l'lie Tew York J;icl followed the mrin ancl the girl down into the ravine and throngh the fringe of rank undergrowth to a small log cabin . As they sto od b cbre the cabin, Rafferty cast a quick look 11pwnrd ::it the sky and an imprecation escaped bis lips. 'fwo-Spot allow.eel his eyes to follow Rafferty's and saw the ba.110011 driftiu g rapidly soutltwanJ and set tling toward the earlh. Iu the basket of the balloon were two gnres, and the Kew 'York kid Yvas very tlrnt one of these was yo11ng Dia11io11d Dick. "Take the girl into cabi11 aml keep here there until I ccJme back," said Rafferty. "A11 riglit, cull," replied tile boy. The cabin was a min, a11rl tl1ere was not ri stick of furniture iu::;ide, aud Two-Spot and 1lillie, \;hen they found themselves in the one room which the hut contained, hastened to a glassless opening which had once served for a window, and looked out. Rcifferty, his gaze turned skyward and keeping track of the balloon, had hurried to the top of the ridge overlooking the ravine. Just as he reached the devatiou, a slim, well dressed man rau out of the brush. As Millie1s eyes encountered the second man the boy saw a look of the utmost loathing sweep over her face. For a second or two the two men watched the balloon, and then, after exchauging a few wo. rds, hurried away together. The moment they were gone, Two-Spot reinoved 1 the gag from l\1illie's i11outh. ''Who are you?" was the girl's first qnestion. "Two-Spot Peters," replied the boy. "Aud yoll 're a friend of young Diamond Dick's?" "Well, I guess. Jive trotted a good many heats with the so11 of his dacl, and with the old vet, too. But I don't think tliis is just t!Je time to throw ques tions at each other, i\liss l jollied Rafferty along, and let him bring yon ottt here, hoping we'd connect with some more of the gang; but, from the looks of things, I guess I was shy a few. You saw tl1at balloon, of course ?1 ''Yes .. '1 "Ann who was the gazabn 111 the basket, do you thi11k ?" "It looked to me like yonng Diamond Dick.,, "That's tli e same sort of a steer my lamps gave me. And here's the swift think I jnst had: I believe we'd better cut for the place where that balloon came dow11. '' The i:irl was more tlinn anxious to get away from h e r enemies jnst. as soon as she could possibly do so, and 'l'wo-Spot her hands ancl they quitted the cabin ;mcl started np the side of the ravine. Whe11 they reached the ridge, a popping of revolvers reached their ears and :\Jillie paused. "Oh,'' she 111urnnHcd, "I \Vo11der what is going 011 ?'' "I guess you'd better wait around here while I go Oil a11cJ see wlJ;it kiucl of a deal the SOil of his dad i! having over tl1ere,,, said the J\'ew York kid. t ake tli:s; tlien go into the brush there gnd don't show \'Ourself unti l I Jet off a whistle.,, 'JwuSpot hantle
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22 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "You won't be gone long?" Millie asked, nerv ously. "Just long enough to get the young sport and no longer." "All right," Millie answered, "I'll stay here. I feel perfectly secure now that I have this weapon." "You're a regular brick!" exclaimed the B o wery boy, and then started away. He readily found the s p o t where the ball oon h a d descended by the noise which was being made in that vicinity. But when he bad reached his friends the three crooks had made their escape, as has already been narrated. "Gee I" exclaimed Two-Spot as he sized up the Dicks, Harry and Fritz ; "I was only lookin' for Bertie and wasn't expecting to connect with the whole push." "Where's Millie Mowbray, Two-Spot?>' asked the young sport. "She's safe, Bertie. What became of the boss canvasman ?'' Old Diamond Dick explained how Rafferty, Martin and the other man had got away. "What we have got to do now," said Dick, "is to find those three villains." "It's dollars to dimes," said the Ne. w York kid, "that they've headed for tne place where Rafferty supposes I'm keeping guard over Millie." "Then take us thar, Spot," spoke up Handsome Harry, "as quick a s the nation'll let ye." "On the lope," replied Two-Spot, and whirled and started back toward the ravine. CHAPTER VIII. CONCLUSION. No sign of the crooks was encountered during the return to the cabin. 'l'he horse and gig were still 011 the ridge where they had been left by Rafferty, but Millie did not come in answer to Two-Spot's low whistle. "Wouldn't that upper-cut you?" muttered TwoSpot. "What are you whistling for?" asked Diamond Dick, Jr. "Why, for the girlerino." "Did you leave her here?'' ''Sure.'' Then the boy explained how they had hectr:d shoot-ing over to the southward, and he had thought it best to leave the girl there while he went on alone. "Those villains have hurried back this way, and have found her!" exclaimed the young sport. "That's n.ot th e wa y I figger it, Bertie," Two-Spot returned. "I let the girl have one of my shooters and if Martin, a nd hi s two pals b a d chased back, I'll btt there would h ave been s om e trigger play before t he girl allowed h e r self to be r e c apture d J\nd we hav en't heard any s ho oting, hav e we?" "Two-Spot is right," put in old Dia mo nd Dick. "We'll go down and have a l o ok at that shanty a11d if we c a n get no traces of Martin, or t he other t wo, w e' ll wait uiitil they show up." Ol d Di a m o n d Dick wa s c arry in g the sa c k of money, ancl he flun g it to Handso me H arry a nd asked him to ti e it to his sad dle horn; tlieu the v ete ran and the yonn g sport follow e d TwoSpot down to the c a bin. '! here w as no o n e th e r e In fac t, a c a r e ful e xa miu a tiou of th e tracks in front of the do o r showed that the c a b i n had not been visit e d by an y one since M illie a ud Two-S p o t bad left. "Those ra scals can t be far awa y," observ e d the old vet e ran, "and inasmnch a s they have no reas o n to susp ect Two S p o t, I am of the opinion that the y'll show up h e re, soon e r or later. Jack M artin, as Clanc y calls himself, wouldn't le a v e the girl after to a ll this trouble to spirit h e r away." When they l ef t the hnt and starte d up th e si de of th e ra v in e the y saw l\1illie standing be s ide H andsome Harry's hors e The girl's face wa s flus hed and she wa s talking in a low and earne s t tone. As the Dick s a11d Two-Spot advanced up the slope, Millie turned toward them, her eye::. lighting w ith ple asme as they re s t e d on the young sp9rt. "You h ave com e to m y r e scue a gain," tli e girl excla im ed, givin g h e r hand to youn g Diamond D i ck. ''I shall be glad to s e rve you as often I can,'' an s wered Bertie; then he turned and presented the girl to t!1c old vet e ran. "I guess you didn't hear tiiat whi s tle of mine, Miss I11o wbra y," remarked the N ew York kid. "My attention was ca l led in another direction, said :i\1illie. "Ed l\1yrick, Jack Martin and Jim Raff e rt y are over th e r e." She w a ved her hand to ward tl1e chaparral on the right of where they were standing.

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 23 "They are?" queried old Diamond Dick. "Yes; they are busily talking, and I crept so close to them that I was able to hear what they said." A deeper red Rushed the girl's cheeks, and she bit her underlip as tho11cl1 what she had overheard had not been of an agreeable nature. "Will you tell us where those rascals are, Miss l\Iowbray ?" asked Diamond Dick. "They are crimi nals, and we must take them back to the town." "I will show you where they are," answered Millie. Straigi1tway she faced about and made for the chaparral. Diamond Dick, Bertie, Harry and Two-Spot followed her in single file, the old Serpent throwing his bridle rein to Fritz, .who remained to watch the gig and the sack of stolen money, and proceeding on foot. Presently l\1illie turned and placed a finger to her lips, signifying that they were clost! to the place where the crooks were holding their pow-wow. A moment more and tl1e sound of voices struck on the ears of Dick and his pards, and Millie stepped aside to allow tlie others to creep close. The three crooks were seate d on a log, talking angrily among themselves. So wrought up were they that they did uot seem to consider the peril they were iu from the Dicks, nor to have the remotest idea that any pursuit of them would be attempted. "Don't ma kc a fool of yourself, My rick," .Tack l\Iartin was sayi11g, as he flashed an look at the ticke t seller. "You needn't fret about my mnkiug a fool of my self," Myrick hotly retorted. "You're making fools of Rafferty and me, making us do all the dirty work while you in the proceeds." "That's right," pnt in Rafferty. ":\Iyrick you l oot tl1e ticket wagon and I ran off the girl, an' what do we get for it? You promised us money-a thonsa11cl apiece. l w:iut 111y share, ai:d I want it now.'' "I did more tha11 that," said ::\Iyrick bitkrly. "I wrote that letter to :'.Ylillie and agreed to giYe her 11p. Tliat would h::ivc bee11 cheap nt a t "ot1sa11d dollars, sny nothing oi helping you loot the ticket wagon." The young sport w::is close to l\lillie, and these fotefni words, spokeu in such a high key the girl could n o t help but hear, caused 11er to waver au
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/ 24 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE Bovs BEST WEEKLY. "No," cut in Martin, "and don't you two forget that I have a gun for each of you!" Simultaneously with the words, Jack Martin brought both hands from under his coat and showed two six-shooters, one leveled at each of the men front of him. There was a dramatic pause. When the silence was broken it was by Diamond Dick, who called out: "Throw up your hands, you three!" Not one of the three crooks dared turn his eyes from the others and look toward old Diamond Dick. The first shifting of a glance they feared would be the signal for revolver play. "Throw up your hands, I tell you!" shouted the old veteran in a voice there was no gainsaying. "We have each .of you covered, aud if your hands are not in the air bx the time count three we'll riddle you!" The three crooks knew very well .that they were in a corner, but still they continued to gaze at each other. "One!" counted the veteran; ''two!" Before he could voice the last word, three paas of arms went up in the air. "Go back to the hors es and get a riata, Two Spot, '' said Diamond Dick. "Thar ain't a sign of a rope about them nags Fritz an' I rode out hyer, Dick," said Harry. "Then get the halter from that horse th at's hitched to the gig," went 011 the old veteran, "and cnt off a piece of the lines." Two-Spot obeyed at once, and was back' by the time the Dicks and their old pard had stepped out to the three crooks and disarmed them. Millie, pale and with flashing eyes, returned to the gig with the New York kid. While the hands of the three crooks were being tied at their backs they be2an to realize how their shortsighted bickerings had proved their undoing. ''How did you get out here, Myrick?" Diamond Dick asked. "Rode one of the show horses," replied the ticket seller, in a sulky voice. "Where is the animal ?11 Myrick nodded toward a clump of bushes and Two-Spot darted into the thicket and quickly re turned with the horse. "I'll ride with that fellow, 11 said the old and swung himself into the saddle. Myrick was then made to get up behind him, and Bertie and Harry and Two-Spot marched the other two prisoners back to the gig, the veteran following with the ticket seller. Millie was seated 111 the gig and Myrick's face flushed a deep crimson when he sa\V her. The girl gave him a stony glance. "I can prove that I'm not one of this gang, Mil_ lie," cried rviyrick, iu desperation. Possibly," answered the girl, 111 an icy tone, "but you cannot prove that you have IJot acted the part of a coward and a villain so far as I am con cern ed I overheard what you said over there, and y our own w o rd s have condemned you. I never want to hear your voice or to see your face again." Myrick hung his head and made no response. He had played a detestable rdt' and lie knew it. Handsome Harry took P
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 25 Rafferty to a place where he would meet me. when he had fi11ished counting the recdpts of the afternoon's performance. I knew his and I don't know why I suspected him, but I did." 'I've had a pretty poor opinion of Myrick ever since you told me that he could do nothing to save you from the machinations of Jack Martin," said Bertie. "I am beginnin2 to understand the depth of Myrick's perfidy now, and to appreciate all the more what you have done for me, Bertie." Millie turned her eyes upon the young sport. "I was glad to be of help to you," the young sport answered. "I am tired of show life," said the girl, with a sigh of weariness, "and I shall leave the Great Con solidated and return to m y parents in Denver. After what h ;1ppe ned to-day, I shou l d never have th e cour age to go into the tigers' cage again." "It would hardly be safe," said the young sport, ''eveu if you had the courage. A1:d you are doing exactly right to leave the show and return to you r parents in Denver." Two-Spot pretended to be asleep, but he was there with them, and perhaps it was just as well. The young sport was very susceptible of such win some charms as were Millie's, and he might have said things, u11der the spell o f the moment which his sober reason would have Cu and your friends. The money advanced me by Jack Martin, up at Las Tablas, was counterfeit, and a sheriff has come on here with an attachment. This money will tide me over the trouble and the good business I am doing here, I hope, will sot mo on my feet again. I cannot thank you gentlemen enough r' "Then I wotJldn>t try," said Diamond DicJ&:. A large amount of bogus $5 bills wae found upoa the person of Clancy, otherwise Jack Martin, and also upon the persons of his two pals, Myritik and Rafferty. These three mon were turned over to Government officials and duly tried and sentenced. The plate from which the bills wore printed was believed to be somewhero in Tombstone, but it was never recovered. Nor was LeBrun, the fourth member of the clique of circus crooks, ever apprehended. After that drop with the parachute no one ever dis covered what had become of him. He probably realized that his safety lay in flight, and took himself out of the country by the shortest available route. Forrest took in a large amount of money in Tough-Nut, and when he left the town his finances were in a prosperous condition. As for Millie, she remained true to her word and severed her co11nection with the Great Consolidated, taking the first train for Denver. The Dicks and their friends returned to Ouray, and thus was brought to a succe ssful close their short but stirri11g campaign against the "circus crooks." THB END. The next issue of this Weekly (No. 292) will con. tain the further experiences of the Diamond Dici
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iAMATEUR... c.!:OUF{NALIS "Wake up, varmints! Tune yer bazoos fer a new struggle." The new contest is on in full blast. Make sure that you are not left out of it, There'll a chance for everybody-there's a chance fo you. Don't let it slip past you. Get right in while the contest is young. Look out for .next week's issue. Names of prize-winners in the contest just dosed will be announced. True Heroism. (By Frank Grabaw, Mo.) There are not many young men who are more heroic than George Bentley, the hero of our story. George lives in a town in the western part of Missouri. Like all other towns, it has its tough characters or less. One evening, as George was going home from work, about sundown, a sight met his eyes which made him stop short. Coming up the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street from him was a beautiful young lady. She seemed to be in a hurry, for she was walking rapidly. When she was about even with George she was met by a huge negro as black as the ace of spades. "Hello, heah, what's yo' hurry, ma purty ?" said be, and he placed himself squarely in her road. ''Let me pass, if you please," she replied. "If I don't please, what then?" ''I shall call i-ome one to my aid." ''Yo' will do no such thing, ma honey. Dar's no one to come if you wuz to.'' "Let me pass, I tell you, you villain, don't you know there are police that would hear me?'' "Huh! yo'd bettah not call. I will have two kisses and then yo' kin t 'ass." At this the girl nearly fainted, but she took two or three steps and tried to pass. Tile brute caught both her wrists in his huge black hands. During this time George had stood watching them. He could not un'1erstand what they said, but he thought the negro was up to no good, and when he saw the negro catch the girl's wrists his noble nature could staud no more. He was only tweuty years of age, but he was as strong as a young Hercules, and although the negro was a giant, be did not hesitate au instant. With three or four flying leaps, be cleared the distance which separated him from the negro. :Keither the girl nor the 11egro bad seen George or hea rd him coming. "You black he exclaimed, "I'll teach you how to molest young ladies on the street!" As the negro turned to see who it was he was met by one of George's fists. It was a blow straight from the shoulder, and it landed squarely on the negro's jaw. If he had not been so large it would have knocked him down. As it was, it won George half the battle. The negro struck at George with all his force, but George ducked and before the negro could recover he shot out his left and hit him a stunning blow on the side of the bead. It had the effect of knocking him down and as he fell his head struck an iron railing on the wall, which stunned him. About this time two policemen came around the corner below, and seeing the fight they hurried to the scene just as the negro fell. George explained the cause to them, and when the negro came to they took him in custody. He was recognized as a notorious character, who had been wanted a long time. He was sentenced to a term in the penitentiary. George escorted the lady to her home, and she and her father were profuse in their thanks to him and wanted to reward him, but .George would not bear of it. This is what we call true heroism. The Village Fire. (By Maurice Asher, Col.) On a cold night in December the inhabitants of the little village of Elmtown were awakened by the loud clanging of bells from the church belfry which anno\mced that there was a fire. Heads began to appear from the windows of every house and quickly withdrawn as soon as the whereabouts of the fire became apparent. It was Squire Haley's house, which was the largest in the village and composed of three stories. People who were half dressed came rushing to the sce!le of the conflagration to see if they could lend a band, but the fire had gained too much headway to be stopped by the insufficient means of extinguishing it. The people worked like beavers toiliDg up and down from the well to the house with buckets of water and did not give up till they saw that all their work was use less. then all stopped their work and stood around the burning bnilding. watching the flames as they slowly worked their way to the top floor. Suddenly there was a piercing scream from the

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za DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. squire'$ wife, who bad just discovered that her little child, w4om she bad forgotten in her fright, was still in the house. Fred Miller, who bad beard the cry, without hesitating one instant, ran forward and commenced to climb the ladder which was placed against the window of the child's room. When the crowd saw this they gave him a warning cry to come back, bnt Fred, not heeding this. advice, continued up the ladder till he reached the room itl which flames were already eating their way. He quickly took the child from its bed where it had been peacefully sleeping and stepped to the ladder. He was watched by the crowd with breathless interest till he reached the ground, when the emotion of the people gave way al\d there was hugging and kissing all round. The following week Fred was presented with a gold medal from the town and a thousand-dollar bill from the grateful squire. A Midnight Alarm. (By E. B Hinton, Ohio.) It was a wind,y night in January about one o'clock in the morping when I was awakened by the cry of fire and people running up the street, I was soon out of hed and at the scene 0 the fire. It was an old skating rink in the west end, where the soldiers kept their uniforms, guns, etc. All at once I heard the fidng of guns and pistols. Aud I knew that the fire bad reached the storeroom of the soldiers. The firemen tried to put out the fire, but all in vain. My aut told me the next. day that a bullet struck the window sill at the foot of her bed. The next day the rink lay in rui. ns. Fa,rmer Bi:own's Guest. (By George Burke, Indiana.) It was evening; the black, inky clouds had cast a sliadow over the earth; a cold, driving rain was falling. It was on the evening mentioned that Tom Brand was hurriedly walkiug along a conn try road. He saw a large f;umhouse in the di s tance where he intende d to seek shelter from the storm. '\Vhen he reached the house he inquired if he might stay over night, as he had several miles to travel before he would reach his uncle's home. The farmer did not seem very willing to keep a stranger over night, but wife said: ''Jahn, au act of kindness is always rewarded. I think we should give the stranger shelter from the storm." So be was to spend the night at the farmer's home Tom helped the fanl1er with the chores, and a fter the evening meal, Tom told them he was an orphan boy and was on his way to pay short visit to his uncle. When started on his trip. lie thought to reach his uncle's hQnle, bui the roads were in a bad condition and the :::1torm having arisen he was obliged to ask to spend the night with them. By this time it was getting late. Tom was shown to his room. The farmer "nd his wife soon retired, and everything was quiet, except the howljng of the wind and the patter of the rain on the roof. It was near one o'clock, the rain had ceased, the clouds bad disappeared. A m asked man could have been seen silently at work at a window. In a short time the window was opened and the robber was in the house. He glanced quickly around the room, then moved toward the apartment where the farmer and his wife were sleeping. He stopped at the door, took a skeleton key from his pocket and unlocked the door and quietly pushed it open. He quickly made his way to a large chest which was near the door. He had just $W;ceeded in opening the lid of the chest when the farmer awoke and saw the stranger in his room. He grabbed for a pistol which lay ou a table near his bed. 1'he robber was on his guard. He quickly drew his revolver, and in another second the farmer would have b e en mnrdered. All of a sudden he was hit a h eavy blow from behind, the sl10t missed its mark, the robber dropped heavily to the floor. He was soon bound hand and foot. It was Tom, who had heard a noise as if some one bad entered the house, and seeing the door of the fanner'sroom open, be quietly but quickly made bis way thither. He arrived just in time to save the farmer's life. On the morrow the prisoner was taken to jail, and it was found that he was a bold aud desperate criminal, with several serious charges against him. As Mr. Brown and his wife bad no children, they per suaded Tom to make his home with them. He proved himself a true and noble young mau, and was more considerate of his new-found friend's comfort and welfare than some children are for that of their parents. The farmer and his wife 11ever had cause to regret that they took Tom in out of the storm. Playing 'Possum. (By Arthur Whituey, N. Y.) I was spe11d111g the summer in Mf!ssachusetts, at a small place called Sheffield. I had been there a little while when I wa s invited to join a mountain-climbing party that was going to climb on e of the wildest mountains When we were half way we stopped a11d rested, but I went on, not knowing that the party had stopped until I came to a small spring, and then I looked around, but as no one was in sight, I stopped and rested. All at once I saw what I thought a large cat jump out and run toward me, but as it c:ame nearer I saw that it was a large wildcat. I started to my feet and looked for a tree that I could climb, but there was none in sight, so I t!Jought of some thi11g. People said that if you played dead an animal would not touch you, s o I turned over and lay very still. The animal came up aud sniffed around me, and put his paw on rt1e-my heart in my mouth. All at once I heard a shout, a11d kuew that tbe guide had come to my help, th. e animal gave a snarl and ma.de a leap at the guide, who, as the auimal jumped, flred three times at its head. He came and helped me up, then the rest of the party came up and we went on 011r way happier that it was 110 worse, though very mucu frightent:.d.

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THE 1".l.ALA GRATI'J..'UDE. BY ROGER STARBUCK. It was a clear day in June, 18-, when a. boy of six teen, wearing a midshipman's uniform, was passing through South Street, New York, on bis way to the boat, which was to take him aboard his frigate, the Y--. He was a fine, spiritl:!d-looki n g boy, who could not foil of attracting especially from the gentler sex. He bad nearly gained Fulton Street when, his atten tio:: was attrncted by a crowd gathered uear the corner. He then noticed a poor little girl, barefooted atld attired in a faded dress, occnpyi:ig the center of a crowd of rongb boys, who were hooting and shouting at the little one. She was a very pretty girl of ten years, although lier dark skin an:l the peculiar expression of lier face betokened her to be a Matay. Perhaps it was the singularity of some parts of her attire tbat had drawn upon IJer the ridicule of tbe boys; for she wore a little hat of braided cocoanut, And a curious string of beads and coral, while about her waist was twined a broad sash of some kind of matting, doubtless obtained from her nathe isle. The child was weeping and sobbing, vainly requesting her tormentors to permit h e r to pass. Earry Borden, the young midshipman, was a lad of kindly feelings, aud it made h i s blood burn to s e e the 'child thus harrassed. One of the boys was in the act of poking the girl's waist with a sharp stick, when Borden knocked it out of his hand. "Get out!" he exclaimed "and let her alone." ''What's it to you?" inquired the other, doubling up bis fists. "GiYe it to him, Jim!" cried another boy. "I'll back you!" In a 111oment half-a-dozen boys rushed toward the young middy, headed by the one who bad attempted to use the stick. 'l'his fellow Harry promptly knocked dowu with :;;uch a well-directed blow of bis fist that the scamp hnug back, not caring to meet with a repe'ti.tio11 of such treatment.. The others, however, would doubtless have closed around and pummeled the boy badly but for tlie iuter po'Sition of several policemen, wbo 11ow drove the gang off. The Ma!ay girl then looked at Harry gratefully, and thanked him in broken En. gli,sh for bis kindness. ''I had betler see you home," said the gallant lad, '' ns those boys might try to head you off.'' She assented, and he conducted her "1ithout further trouble to her lodgings in an old sailor boarding-house near James Slip, where she bad informed him she was at present staying with her father, who had come to this country on bl1siness. Harry would not, stop to go in, as be was in a hurry to reach the boat, the crew of which would not know what had become of him if he remained 'longer absent. Going along, he thought of the little girl, whose beauty had ruade npon him a powerful impression, young as he was; and he wondered why she had blushed so when she spoke of her father. Years passed, and Harry had nearly forgotten the little Malay girl. He >Vl\S now a handsome, manly fellow of nineteen, passsed midshipman aboard the sloop-of-war Gunther. One evening as the \'essel was booming along through the South Pacific Ocean, on her way to the East Indies, Harry went aloft with a spyglass to look at an island, faintly visible in the distance, abol1t ten miles off the lee bow. While on tbe top-gallant yard, a sudden, unexpected squall pounced upon the ship. Orders were promptly gi,en to take in sail, but ere they could be obeyed, the vessel was down ou her beam ends, rushing through the mad waters like an angry buil, with ererything cracking and rattling. The top-gallant sails and i:oyals were at once blown in tatters from the yards, while the jib-boom, suappiug short off, bung trailing i11 the sea. Meanwhile the shrieking of the wind in the rigging, and the roaring of the vast wilderness of waters made terrific din. \Vbeu the squall first struck the vessel, Harry bad endea\'ored to get hold of the top-gaUant sail, as it was clewed up, to roll it on the yard. 'I'he sail, as explained, however, had burst loose from the jackstay, and blown to pieces. The yonug 111au was about descending, when there

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30 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. was a crash, as 'the ship made a tremendous lurch, and away went tire top-gallant mast with him upon it. It was now pitch dark, and Harry, clinging to the mast as it hung down, vainly endeavored to mak e his situation known to those below, above the roaring of wind and wave. Soon the spar, swinging violently, struck the m a in brace, and the youth was hurled headlong into the angry sea .. He saw the ship's lantern receding fast away from him, and faint outline of the vessel s hug. e bull e re she vanished in the darkness He shouted instinctively, but the next mom ent a fee ling of despair came over him, for he k new that b i s cry was not beard aboard the vessel in tha t raging tempest. He was au excellent s wimm e r, but could not hope to keep himself above water many hours Something brushed bis face as h e floated there on the' careering seas, and he dimly saw the form of a sea bird go by him. ''I may as well give myself up,'' be muttered, ''and prepare to die like a man." Even as be spoke, his hand came in cont act w ith something, which be knew by feeling was the n ssel's jib-boom. cut clear by some of the seamen He mentally thanked Heaven for this support, and hope revived within him as he clung to it, l ashing him self to it by means of the ropes trailing from the spar. Now, as be drifted on tossed hithe r and thither, he heard the mad tempest still screaming in liis e a rs, while the spray flying all o ver the vast nearly suffocated him. Anxiously he waited for the abating of the tempest, hoping for a clear moo!], which might enabl e him to see some sign of the Gunther. Hours passed. The first squall was succeeded by s everal others, and it was midnight ere the din of their mad career subsided. The n the moon came ont from b ehind the clouds, throwing her radiance, with weird effect f a r over the still agitated wate rs. Harry look e d on all sid e s as far as he could s 2 e but he beheld no s ign of a sail. He was weary and his tongue parched ; the thought 9 f suffering from hunger and thirst made him a lm ost wis h he had perished at first which were better than such a horrible, lingering death as seemed in prospect. The long hours wore on and the faint light of dawn stole in the east. There lay a few clouds tinted d e ep e r every moment, with the gorgeous colorings from the rising sun. The young man watched attentiv el y tlie b e au t iful spectacle, which produce d upon him in his theu situation an effect both weird and strange. alone, lashed to a spar on the broad Pacific, his very soul sadd e ned by the vast watery solitude around him. But he raised himself as hig h as he could 011 the spar, and looked round him in all dire c tions. Suddenly a glad cry broke from the weary watch e r. Far away he belield a thin line, which he at once kne w to be tb. e mast of some vessel. He pulled out his handkerchief, and, waving it as a signal, knew that he was ob served, for soon the ves s el headed toward him and came on before a spanking breeze. Nearer and nearer every moment. But now a shudder pass ed through bis frame, for there was death in the cut of that vessel's sail. She was a pirate-a Malay proa-and it had been b e tter for him, he thought, bad be not singaled her. In a short time she came near, a boat wa s lowere d and tlie ca s taw ay w a s picked up by a cre w of dark, fietce-l ooking fellows wearing cl o se fitting caps and with knives in red -and-blue s as hes around their waists. They glared fiercely upon him, a s they pulled for the proa, and s p oke in a language which he coul d n o t com prehend. But one of the m, tapping the knif e a t his belt with one hand, drew his finger across the throat with the other, by wa y of explaiuing t o Harry that he would be killed the moment they should arrive aboard. Soon they were on de c k The captain, a tall, dark fell ow with bla c k, bl ood s hot eyes. c a me and lo oked H arry s a v a gel y in the face. ''English dog!" h e s a id contemptuous l y y ou be our s l a ve, or we quick kill." Harry well knew that to be a slav e to such cutthroats wa s to be kicked aud beaten within a n inch o f bis life He would s ooner die tha n s uffer s uch a slow d eath, and s o he s t a t e d in a firm v o ice Me auwhi le another p e r s on h a d n o w come up fr o m the cabin a be autiful M a lay girl, evidently t h e c aptain's dau ghter. On h e r face wa s non e of the fier c ene-;s that animated her father's. Her e yes w e re larg e, dark, and s oft, and h e r long hair float l d a s naturally do w n her as the l ong s e a-grass from her native rocks. "Englis h dog! you have s aid, and y ou shall be thrmYn to the sharks." He made a sign to several of his fierce men, who, p ouncing on the young fellow, threw him down .one of them, whil e the other. held him, about to apply the keen ed g e o f a knife to his throat. A t that.moment the Mal a y g irl, who bad been attentively surveying the face of the p rostrate youth, threw hers elf between him a nd the upraise d knife. "No, 110," s he cried. 'I'h e n s h e s aid a few h as t y wo r d s to her father, the c aptain, in their native ton g ue. A look of surpris e pa s sed over the man' s face ; then hi s f eatures s oft en ed. He spoke quickly to the men who at once releas ed the prostrate youth. H arry ro c e to his fee t. A s h e did s o, the girl, smiling, said: "You not kno w m e ?'.' He l ooked at her and it occurred t o him that he h a d s een h e r face b e fore, though \"\'here he co'.11d not determ iue. ''Yo u no remember d ay when you s aved pcor Moba, then little girl, from bo ys in the grea t city?" He remembere d now. "Is it po ssible you are th' a t little one?" he exclaimed, snrveyin!,! with admiration the b eautiful, queenly form before him. ''Yes,'' an swere d Mo ha, s adly and s w ee tl y ; ''you se e me aboard pirate. Me try often to make fat her no be bad and give up such life but he no won 't." Here the captain mad e a gesture of stern impatience and made Moh n go into the cabin. Ye s," he said, fiercely; "me try to give up and go to great city to get work, but you white men all laugh,

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DIAMOND DICK. THE BOYS' BEST WEEKL V. 31 at rue and give me uothing to do. Then me ship as sailor aboard merchant ship, but the captain beat me worse than I ever bt:at my own ml)n, so me say me go back and be pirate again. But you been kind to Moha, me love my child; so me not hurt you. Me ptit you on i sland wliere you soon see ship, and white mau take you off.'' On the evening of the following day he kept his word. Harry was put ashore, with plenty of proyisions, just as darkness gathered. The vessel then sailed away, and as it >re'nt Harry heard a mournful wail, which he knew came from poor Mob a. Nt:xt morning he was picke d up by a m erchant vessel bound t o New York, where he arri v ed lu a few mouths. But he was to see Moha again, SeYeral years late r a number of Malay vessels were captured by a aboard wllich he served. Among the prisouers was Moha, whose father had been killed while fighting against the whites. The poor girl begged so hard to re111ain forevermore with Harry th;it he conclut,led to educate her and make her bis \,ife. He did so, and never had cause to regret his marriage with the pirate's da11ghter. A Snaky Adventure. (By Joe Solomon, Pennsylvania.) One day last spring, as we were making our way to the river we came across what we thought was a dl)g fight. \Ve rushed through the underbrnsh which bid the combatants from view and we met a single creature, which had b e en the form of a dog, but now it was covered with snakes of all sizes and colors. We made a detour of the dog and the reptiles, but we came upon more trouble as a long garter snake squirmed out of our path. It then that we realized <;>ur danger. We bad unfortunately entereq a, of ilnakes, the very creatures which irnd destroyed the PJilk of the cows iu a field near by. We hastened to tell the owner about our discovery, and armed with clubs we made war on the sna\.:es. We battled and battled for an bor and finally the last snake lay dearl at my feet. The dog bad chased a rabbit and it led him into this deu 9f sual>es. You are an American Boy and Should Know All About 1 RE-Of Course You Have Seen Ht. Everybody is Talking of It. THE FINEST MOST UP-TOaDATE STORY PAPER EVER PUBLISHED. Frunk Merriwell, the :.tres.t Y v.le Athlete, writes exclusively for fine rattling stories always running in The celebrated '6 Old Pard" conducts his famous ucorner" in The Boys of America League has for uts offidal organ The Young Authors' library Cont.est is now running in The liveliest anecdotes, jokes and short stories are printed in l\nd the finest and most exciting stories of adventure are found in Ask your pewsdea.ler to shovo' you s copy of this rattling 'l'veekly, or send for a sample copy to STREET & SMITH, 238 wimam Street, NeTr Votk. IT BS JUST WHAT YOU ARE LOOIUNC FOR. CET IT THIS WEEK. ,

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. DIAMOND DICK WEEKLY CLARGE SIZE.) most Unique and Fascinating Tales of Western Romance. 255-Diamond Dick and the Renegades; or;The Cowboy Fighters of Tarantula. 256-Diamond Dick's Prospect; or, The Big Find in Puma Canon. 257-Diamond Dick and the Gold Bugs. 258-Diamond Dick's Clean-Up; or, The Thugs of Comet City. 259-Diamond Dick's Chase of the Card Sharps; or, Held for Ransom by the Mexicans. 260-Diamond Dick's Still Hunt Underground; or, the Ghost of the Mine. 261-Diamond Dick and the Kid-Glove Sport; or, The Fatal Ride to the Lost Mine. 262-Diamond Dick's Strike at the Gold Mill; or, The New Hand's Secret Deal. 263-Diamond Dick's Lively Play on the Quiet; or, Diamond Dick Jr.'s Tandem Rescue. 264-Diamond Dick and the Backers of San Simon; or, A Terrible Prophecy Fulfilled. 265-Diamond Dick's Rival and the Bogus Troopers; or, The Plot Against the Governor. 266-Diamond Dick's Anti-Gun Crusade; or, In the Hands of the Poker Flat Swindlers. 267-Diamond Dick's Helping Hand; or, The Battle of Apache Hill. 268-Diamond Dick's Play to Win; or, Up Against the Mine Brokers. 269-Diamond Dick on the Trail of the Smugglers; or, Two-Spot and the Kid from No-w here. 270-Diamond Dick and the Brothers of the Bowie; or, The Fight for the Rich "Pocket." 271-Diamond Dick's Blacklist; or, Branded as Traitors. 272-Diamond Dick's Railroad Dec:l; or, The Message from Midnight Pass. 273-Diamond Dick's Set-to with the Keever Gang; or, The Trouble with No. 7. 274-Diamond Dick and the Hannibal County Desperadoes; or, Against Judge and Jury. 275-Diamond Dick's Moonlight Attack; or, The Freight ThieYes of the T. N. & P. Railroad. 276-Diamond Dick's Deadly Charge; or, The Cattle Rustler's Ambush. 277-Diamond Dick on the Bean Trail; or, Black Bill's Doom. 278-Diamond Dick in Chicago; or, A Bold Game in the Metropolis. 279-Diamond Dick's Quick Action; or, The Faste:>t Fight on Record. 280-Diamond Dick's Fair Enemy; or, The Plot of the .Mexican Girl. 281-Diamond Dick and the Express Robbers; or, Tornado Kate's Ten Strike. 282-Diamond Dick} s Four o f a Kind; or, The Set-to at Secret Pass. 283-Diamond Dick's Four-footed Pa rd; or, winning a Game Hands Down. i 28..j.-D i amoncl Dick's Cannon-Ball Special; or, Handsome Harry's Finest. 285-Diamond Dick"s Flying Sw itch; or, Trapping the Tough-Nut Terrors. Dick's Rush Orders; or, A Quick Windup at the Post. 287-Diarnond Dick's Dutch Puzzle; or, the "Hot Tamale's" Hard Luck. 288-Diamond Dick at Full-Hand Ferry; or, Rough Work on Rapid River. your news dealer, five cents a copy wl/J brfog them to you by mall, postfU'ld. a sTREET & sM1TH, PUBLISHERS, NEw voRK. I

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