Deadwood Dick's eagles; or, The pards of Flood Bar

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Deadwood Dick's eagles; or, The pards of Flood Bar
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Wheeler, Edward L. (Edward Lytton) 1854 or 5-1885
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l)opyrlght 187S-1884, by Beadl e & Adams. Entered at Post Olflce, New York, N Y .. as second class matter. Mar. 18'

. lii'!l-1884, b y Beadl e&; Ad a mo. Enter e d at Pos t omce, N e w York,as second class matter. M a r. 1 5 THE ART H U R W ESTBROOK CO. Cleveland, Ohio No. 1 2 Vol. I DEADWOOD DICK'S EAGLES; Or. O F BY ED'V .&RD L. WHEELER. R OLD! STAND, YOU RUFFIANLY CREW, OR, I'LL' lllAXE B1JZZARD FOOD OF YOU!"


Deadwood Dick's Eagles. Deadwood Dick's Eagles; OR, The Pards of Flood Bar. BY EDWARD L. WHEELER, .AUTHOR OF '1 DEADWOOD DICK,11 "'DOUBLE DAGGERS,'' '' BUi'FALO BEN,'' ETC., E'IU CHAPTER I. FLOOD BAR. TRE spring rainy season had set in in the Black Hills oountry-tbat dull monotonous period which every miner dreads next to an attack from the In dian marauders for there is no with e01n fort in the chill, drenching rains that are peculiar to that wild, rcugh country of 15old. Miners' faces g row clouded upon tho clouding of the sky, and if you a r e in search of long-faces, and "pilgrims" who are beset witll t!Je bluest, orde r of "blues," look down into c:11np on one of those monotonously dull, wet days, and yon will certainl y be "Eurek;aized "for you h :tve found more tilan the acme of your expectations. Outside i s the gray, soduen skv, from whic'1 tbe rain falls with an ease and ste1 dilli:-"'$ is pro voking in itself; the rain-soak'd Partll; theroaring, rushing mountaiu streams sweller! into gre:it tor rents; and the grim. mngh landscape. so lcnely and cheerless on sucll days as these. Within the rude l oi;-cabin" you will find a dozen or more miners gatller e d disconsolatPly about a crackling hickorr fire, listenini; to the ceaeless pouring of the ram, o r mayhap one of their number enl i vens things by spinning a yarn. At, Flood Bar, the n e w Golden Egg of the Black Hills, th e rain.v season was in its second week and the tniners were natur ll V n ot in over-jubiln.nt spirit,s. In the aforesaid timo ve r.v IUb wo k had accomplished; i ndeed. but a few dnys of pay ing work had yPt been accomplished e.t the Bar, by the five individuals who composed the popula ti on. Flood B a r is in the north western po!"jon o f the Black Hills where Professo r J enny failed to find the least signs o f goM but it is AOt the purpose of the author, because of certain reasons, to g iv e the exact location of the, thus far, greatest mine in the coun try of gold. This narrat i ve is to be of Flood Bar an:! the Flood Bar-it es. The place In question comprises a bar, or neck of land, running into a turbid, rushing mountain s tream-a b a r of sandy land of no g reat size, yet so richly impregnan t with gold as to b e indeed a "Bonanza." treek, and sweeping majestically past Bar, roars on down a dark, narrow canyon into the depths of the mountains, where it branche s into numbe rless tributaries. The five persons who at the introduction of our p opulated .-load Bar, were named respective ly-James Belmont, Old Buzzard, Squirre l Sam, Hooper Vandegrift, and Miaco Rullon B elmont was a of some f orty years of age, and a quiet, r etiring fellow, whom ever.vbod{ like d. He was a thorough-going miner. 'l good sho and when once "r'iled," a rough customer to handle Old Buzzard was a stumpy, wrinkled old plainsman, and a good band at yarn-spinning. It was a part of his business to keep a scout about th" Bar, and supply the camp with meat. H e was the discover e r of Flood Bar; the remaining part of the "population" had stt-aggled in one by one. Squirrel Sam was thQ eccentric man of the lot. H e _,Ver BTJOhi. This did n o t sfgn ity that he was a mule, for he hsd been heard singing at a distance. several times which was e vid nee to the four remaining pards"I that he was not dumb. But, it became a myEt ery, when, after unmention able efforts, they were to r ecollect that they had never oeeu able t o draw a word from him. What his was-wl1y ue ref med to' use his tongue. was a problem that noue could solve He was a stalwart, handsome fellow, o f oue-and. twenty judging from his looks with a bold, good natnrert face. eyPs of brown that never quaile d be. 11eatb the strnngest g lan ce and hair light and curl. ing. His form was suppl e and muscular, and he w ent armed a nd ready fm combat. A skillful mine? he was, and. moreover. a dead s hot, for on several occasious, when vagaboli'.l reds bad attacked the Bar, rignt gallantly had be sh0wu his prowess. Hooper Vandegrift was another eccentric. A very pious sort of old gent of the very Quakeriest per suasion .he appear, ,d and was the cause of much amusement among tbe five p:trd s. Miaco was a dwarf who hat! one morning been found floating down the creek, bound i n a o f birch. He had bePn lib e rated, and as he hacl drifted into the secret was offered a Flood Bar. But, n othi n g r e l atingto his p nst, or where he came from, could be coax1 d out or h im Thus you have the pards presented. i n brief; i n the future we propose to make their better acquointance. The p arcls each occupied a marqu ee, which had bee n purchasP d from a band of roving Sioux, who had no doubt stolen them from some of the soldiers stationed i n th<" Black ITill s. But each evening they l!enerally assembled i n Miaco' s tent. for a chat ancl a smoke. Buzzard was absent to-night-a wild, tempestuous night. 'vith pouring rain and crasbing thunder, and only four of the pards sat huggini::the fire in the dwarf's t ent. Hooper Vancle;:ri(t was ensconced unon a log, with bis pipe in his mouth, watching the tfrP, grimly. The ot'.1ers wer e groupe d around car e lessl y Squirr e l S1m r e acling hard at a yellow covece d nove l which h e had somewhere run across. lt's what has cause d Old Buzzard to stay so long," commented James Belmont, as he Gulsherl scouring up his rusty sl1eathknife. "Iiis grim o ld face must have frightened o ff aJ the P-"ame to-day, or e lse something has happe ned to him!" R ec kon he t&ke car e of bimsPlr, 11 p:it i n Miaco yawniB,:;. "He's smart o ld rooster, with a:1 eye o n every s id e for canger, i s that Buzzard. Reckon ha has scented more Inj un snea k tbieves ." "Verily I hope 110 '!" objectPd Vandeli"rift, w'+h a g enuine 1 ah-um of Quaker origin. The L ord will not see fit to visit molestation llJ?On his l ar.ibs to-night. Thy intimat ion thou sboulast have with h e ld, Jlliaco." "Ohl drl up, Hoop I the little T exa. rep1i ed. in dis g ust. Yer tlue' s and t ho"'s a r e not endurabl9 this weathe r Blast it, I hope old Jup iter Pluvius will cheese it, pretty soon, or w e 'll hev build a second Noah's ark.". "Yes; between I b e rain and tb.e unwelcome visits of Gray Wolf's Vagabonds, our st1>y a t I<'lood Bar, has been more unpleasant than pro fitable. What is it, Sam?" For SquirrPI Saro had ceased his reading, and was listenmg intently. "It's Old Buzzard r e turning, said Miaco, rising, "for I hea r hoof-strokes coming down the gorge. He's comin' Ek e a dubbe l -j'inte d cot!'.let, too, f e r some cause." Of o n e a c c ord the miners rose and stepped with out the tent. The night was inky black, and the rain f e ll with an ease that was wonderful-fell in straight. lari::-e drops that counted where they fell No wind was now blowing-, and the air was warmer. The dismal roar and sig-hing of tbe pines upan tbe DlQUntainslde was now rivaled by tbe rushrng and


Deadwood Dick's Eagles. 3 roaring of Squirrel Creek, swollen into a river of tremendous vo lume. As the four met\. stood outside the tent, nnd list e neil. swift, rihgi n g strokes of steel-shod feet were heard cou:ing down the north gorge, out of which the rising stream pourerl. Re-c'un 1tain't Old Buzzard after a11 tho''" ob served the dwarf. aft<-r a moment. "His Loss. don't strike like thet. 'Pears to me I kinder suspec t who that feller i<." "You do?" exclaimed Belmont, turning. "Who, pray?" I ain't a-going to tell ye, fer T ain't rnre about i t I" was the rep l y "Wait, an' ye,Jl see. 11 The little !ant.era over the entrance to Miaco's r;na.rqu e e cast out but a faint illumination over the ifieads Of the miners, yet it enabl ed the lynx-PyeS Of Squir re l Sam to make a discovery which he pointed cut to J im Belmont, and the otherssimply a little water at their feet--yet it to l d them that the flood water of the roaring stream was creeping up and i:a r.Jdl y submerging the bar. "e're iu fur it. sure enough! Belmont, ;glancing at the b lack sky, "The ground is thoroughly oaked, and this rain now but adds to the volume of the stream. After tbis horseman comes u p we must get off the bar or be swept away; for the flood will increase till miJ.night." Nearer and neare r came the hoof-trokes. and presently a horseman, with a lantern swnnc: about bi8 neck. was seen pmTiug madly down the valley, urg his steed w ith whip and spm T heL's not Old Buzzard, no more'n I am," said l\1iaco, as soon as he caught a gli mpse of 1 be horse and r ide r ; "nor 'tain't none o' ,, H e d i d not finish the sentence, fo r a ll had to l eap back to avoid being t rampled clO\rn by the horse, as it rushed 5 wift l y by. across the bar That man is a n o u t law, I'll wager my l ife I" cried J i m Be lmont, "and h i s dow n hyar is to find what ki n d uv a p lace we've got." "Veril y T beUeve thou art in the right groove, James!" agreed Vandegrift,wi1 hadevout ' ah-um!'' .. The Philistines are a ll around u s, and verily, our li ves hangeth on a thread!" "Thet feller was F l ying F oyd !" sru d Minco. aft-;ir a moment o f thought. "He is D eadwood D "ck' s li eutt>nant and tbey call h i m the Sky -rocket. Don't k now what he cari want dow n this way1 howeve r :;i nce it's whi.>peredBut neve r mind JUSt what, n ow. O u r greatest e nemy a t present i s t h e water, Twon't do to l eave the tents here; we'll l : e v to take e m a long with u s back o uter rocks." I'll !\o and see if the way o f retreat fro m the b a r fs c lear, said B elmont. The rest o f you tackl e the tents." So saying. t h e Virg ini a n hurrie d o ff The only r etreat fro m th e b ar, e xcept b y water. was t o f o ll o w bac k and scale a rocky bluff-ln deea, this was the only r e liabl e outle t from the Squirre l C reek g orge whic h the miners had yet disco v e r ed. A fte r pass ing ov e r t h e bluff trail a mil e o r mor e a descent broug h t you in t o on e o f the manr. short but b e auti ful v a ll e y s f o r whi c h the Blac k Hill s country has al ready beco m e f a m o u s. In t hi s v all e y a half-d. o z e n c o lon ists had built their h o m es ; o f them, more anon Jim Belmo n t was gon e but a f e w m o m ents. Whe n h e r eturned, the oth ers h a d the ten t s d o wn and bundled and r eady t o l e a v e t h e b a r. "Yo u can' t g i t o ff that way! the V i rginian said, pointing o v e r hi s s h o uld e r toward the bluffs, wi t h a grim expressio n revealed u po n hi s face by the lan t e rn-light. All of Gray Wolf s red Vagabonds are hugging the bluff s, waiting f o r t o come o ff the bar, so that the y can riddl e us with their p e a-rifl es." "The n what m thunde r are w e going to do? d e-manded Miac o. "Verily, w e hath no choic e but to surrende r our selves into the power of the Philistines! put in the Quake r "Here comes Buzzard now exclaimed B elmont. as a ho1-sPman clashed out o f t .he gorge and d r e w rei n before them, "Hallo! where you been all summer, Buzzard?" The little old man sprung out of the saddle, and shook himse l f in his wet garments be fore rt>plying-. "Great ham-I mean, good heavingsl'" he ejacu lated, with a sbhrer. 'ef thes ain't one n, th er clurne came back, his ready wit bad forme d a plan of extrication from their dilemma. There were two giant linden r rcefi growing clo'e to where they w ere standing, whoe densely le a ved tops would' r:ot only fm 1dh a safe reftlgfroi;1 the floo d but s1eltcr them from the gaze of thtlr lndian rnemies. who hel d the bluff. In a few words Buzzard explained his p lan to the others, -.nd it was acce pted Fil' s t, the paraphe1 nalia or the camp, i ucludlng the tents, buuks, cqok i n g utensil s anc.l m i ning implements, were hoiste up n mong the branches, and then the five pards o f Flood Bar ascended, also. T l.e rain continued to pour clown without cessa tion, and the addi t i on o f thunder a n d lightning made the nig h t more w il d and cheerless "I'm g lad ter see ther fireworks. b'yees," sai d Ol d Buzzard, in answer to some remark. "Et speaks o' fair weather com i n aforelong. L o uder roared the river below th em; it was filling up tbe w h o l e w idth of t h e go rge from wa ll to wall Dy a n d by a l o u d roar was heard i n the distance, a n c B uzzard turned t o his companions. "Hang on now, my rosebuds, fer ther dam hes b n'st, up ther gorge, a n' it's goin' ter give t hese trees abou t a ll the wettin' they can stand u p u nde r I" They heard it-a roar almo s t deafening; the mad sea o f waters w a s rus hin g toward t h e m. CHAPTER II. D EATH BEFOR E-DEATH BEHIND. T H z vall e y b ef o r e m en t ioned, whi ch J:.cs east o r Flood Bar, w a s o n e o f wo n d rous bea uty. It h a d a s mooth p rairi e b oaom of h a l f a mile's w i dt h from w hi c h c!--rrmiug s lopes stretched away gen t l y u p w ard until met b y tne gray r ock o f the mount a i11s. N ob l e g r ovee o r m a ttes o f timber dotced th e val e and several n.odern r eside n ces, b uil t of quan-1e d s t o n e stood down n ear t hese mott es. surroun d ed b y l awns a n d o u t buildin g s, and everything t o mak e a home comforta b l e. The h ome o f t h o Waltonbys was p erhaps the pret tf es t, and o n e after d ays o f r o u g h t i resome throug h the Black Hill s cou ntry, wo uld h ave been s urprised to stumble unexpectedl y into t h s r e mote but w e ll populated v alley, whe r e half a d oze n ven tureso m e c o l o ni sts had chosen the mselv es h o me81 an

Dea.d1 ivood Dick's Eagles. pains to ma.lie Its Interior, and the extensive g r ounds around it, as handsome as bis limited m eans would p ermit. A stranger approachlng the place, one of these wild wet days of which we have been writing, was struck by the inviting appearance, and drawing rein at tbe edga of the grounds, surveyed the residence with some curiosity. He was a man of an age somewhere between twenty-five an i thirty years; witb a heavily-b earded face, dark, gleaming eyes, and hair th t fell half \vay down his back. His form was stalwart and muscular, and his dress that of a mountaineer. "So this is the home of Cyril Waltonby, eh?"' the stranger mused, interrog:it ively "He has a pretty p l ace, I must admit, and I'll wager mv life that he dreams not of my coming here, in his peace and security. I wonder if my disguise will bear close for I should not want to be r ecognized un til my plans are better matured." So saying I.tie stranger dismounted, and hitching his horse, strode toward the house As he stepped upon the veranda, a young woman came out of the open door, and the two soood face to face. The young lady was p erhaps sev enteen or eighteen y ears of age, and formed in nature s mos t perfect cast. In face she was not what a critic would call beautiful-rather ordinary in with soft brown eyes, and hair like a refl ection of sunlight. Her dress was plain but neat-fittin g, and there was grace in her movement, and something that was charming about her. "Miss Ida Walton by, I b e lieve?" the stranger said, raising his slouch-hat. "I am Ida Walton by, yes, sir," the girl replied, shrinking b a:ik, as if by intuition that the man was evilly disp3sed. "Who are you" I go by the sobriquet of Red Lark, my dear youn% lady. And I have a message for you, by and oy. first let me see your father, wnom I have important business with-" My father is in sir, and it will b e impossibl e f be disturbed. Red Lark uttered something suspiciously like an oath unde r his breath, and paced to and fro across the v e ran bl oodsho t eyes, and a monstrous sweeping black mustache. "He was a human brute of repulsive aspect as one will often meet. and with such a crowd of backers, few men would have dared to face the as this young American was doing, with so little ap-: parent trepidation. "Give up the girl! She b'lon11:s to m e an' I'll have h e r, or cut curse d head off!'" shouted the leader, in a rage. 'Yo u thief, yeu'll find when you try ter pick a flower frum our poy-bed that ye've got in ter tlt e r wrong hornets' nest." "Oh 1 no, sir ruffian; I ain't at all afraid of you, or I'd -run. I've seen lots of blustering bulldogs like you, and never got bit b y one of them yet. Come on, if you're hankering after any of my traffic. This girl's goin' back to Deadwood Dick's camp, where she'll get good care. And, by the way, my heo.rties, you'd b est watch sharp, lest Deadwood Dick gets after you, for he is not far away, and his name is ringing steel and bullets to such as you." And so saying, Flying Floyd, the young lieutenant of Deadwood Dick. seize r the maiden in his arms, and, still covering the ruffians with one pistol, began retreating step by step, backward, along a narro'" ridue of hog-back, whic h r a n out from the tablelanl and on each side of which yawned a frightful chasm, whose bottom must have been fathoinless, judging from the dark depths. "The devi l s mean to try our worth, miss!" Floyd said. gla ,cing into the scared face of the maiden, He had found h e r struggling in the grasp of Big J ohn Wolf, upon tumbling accidentally down the mountain side into their c'.tmp, and had. In his dauntless way, gone at once to h e r rescue, with the result we have seen. They are as ferocious as wild beasts, but w ill have to work if they !!'et us as their prey." Ob 1 s i r, I fear that we can n e ver escape them I exclaimed the girl in a voice of marvelous sweet ness. Those men are a score to your one. How can you bopef" "I always hope, miss. Never yet gavP up the ship whe n there wa,;i a plank to cling to. Those ruffian s will not shoot, either for fear they might also bit you, or they wish to take me alive-probably the latter, knowing as they do that I b elong to Dead wood Dick's band l" The girl gazed searchingly lnoo F lying Floyd's eyes. "You really belong to Dead,vood Dick's band!" she interrogated with dilatAd eyes." "nht I am now afraid of 11011."


D eadwoo d D ick's 5 "Indeed? But without cause, young lady. for no female ever f ounl molestation or can just l y speak ill of Deadwood Dick or 1'* men. 1 b e l ong among them, as lieu t enant siuce the P1 ince's return to tbe hills, and tbough it is rumored that D eaclwood Dick is again upon the road, I can vo uch that it is nol to r eclilessly rob or plunder." These words w ere spoken while rapidly along through the deepeninl!; twilight, wbtcb over hung the picturesque mou' tain landscape. The course of the remarkable ridge, or bog-back, 11ow gradually curved and ran b c tw en two ranges of towering peaks, but the chasm st.ill yawned upon either side. Ahead the view was ob"truct<>d beyond a certain distance, by the cur ving. TJ1e graue of the ridge was slightly ascending, but the back was smooth, and r np id progITss could be made. In some places, however, the footing g r e1v so n a rr o w tba.t i t was almost impossible to save one's self from totter ing over into the abyss. Flying Floyd, however, passetl these places, without difficu lty, and safely. Ile wns r.ure-footed vs a mountain goat. Jt was a narrow. dizzy p ath, which n o n e but a man of nerve would have undertake n to tmverse; yet, Flying Floyd hesitat0d not when h e thought of the pretty burden in his strong arms. even while his gaze was fixed upon the dogging Step by ste p h e ndvancP,d, not knowing -rrhither the r1nge trail would lea".! him, but bou:id to take the brunette captive out of peril if it lay In bis power. Big John W olf was one of the worst wretches of ruffivn type anywhere along the border, and. as leader of a ruffian crew, hnd won a notoriety for his cruelty. H e was said to never for get nor forcive a n enemy, and Flying Floyd was aware that the mountain outlaws meant to fo!Jow him until they had a suitable opportunit. v to capture outright was evidently On, along t lte d izzy hic;ht hurried the inf repid lieutenant, with rapid strides, scarcely roticing the frightful aoyss that yawned upon either side, to fall into which meant certain h ant yell from them tolu that they were aware o f the fact. 'l7ie lwg-/,ac k hod alm,vtly tnmi11ater1 I Below and beyond its for the space of forty feet yawned a gulch frightful to conkmplate. Beyonrl this space or break in the path was a continuation of the ridge. Rapidly Flying Floyd r etrace d his steps fer perhaps thirty yards; then with some in \\"ard exclamation, be clasped Nolie closel y in his arms, and bounded forward at the very top of his speed. Th e den ing liPUll'nant 'ra to atltmpt the l ea/I ing of thej'righlful 9ulf C'HAP'l'ER ITI. WR.AT THE FLOOD BROl'GHT. WHAT a frightful position was that occnpied by the five pa1 ds of Floor! Bar. with the knowledge that an awful wnve of water was rushing fiercely toward them from the dm down through the wild, sinuou gorge! The roar of tb P Ftorm was drowned by the gre'lter one of the in-coming Hoorl. The jar of heavy thunder nnd the v i vid glares of Hea,-en's pyrotech nics, made the night and t be ituation all the more wile and awful. In the tree top the fiv e miners crouched, hugging hard to branches. f c r they were fearful that the tree w ould be snap,ped in twain by the shock of the wa er, or mayhap be uprooted, and carried on down the gorge. uLonkee o u t ; she's comin'!" sung out Old Buz .. zard frcm the very topmost branch "Hear her rear! Great ham-ho-I mean great Jerusalem! e t rt minds me uv the roar w'at emanated frum a young huffi e r bull I heer'd on once. w'en he sat down ontt r a Canady thistle. Hold t e r_yer consti toochins. my posies-cling to yer cros like a red1 ot grizzly. an never let et be SPd thet water washed th er Injun bate out o' your Moses thet in ther-1 mean holy Moses! Hayr she comes ayoopin'I" And it \vas e ven so. ith deafening roar: outrivallng Heaven's own mtillcry. the water camP bulging in o. great roar into the wider mvine, which the miners bad christened F lood Bar-cme leaping on ltke some angry wrought to the.pitch o f fury by the war of the elements. Th<' miners peering from their retreat. saw all this revealed by t ile flash of the lightning-saw that the f:!Teat flood was as high as they, and the n, with muttered prayers. waired. Squirrel Sam was the coolest man of the lot, t o r the re.son that in all lbis awful roar and din be n evei spoke a word; and neither did he seem to qtrnil beneath the hon ors around him. Oki Buzzard. though a "leetle skeered," as .be afterward expressed it. was brave, and his words of chPer encourngetl the others. On came the remorseless sea of boiling, foamcopped watRr; i f struck the tree with a jarring vio lence. and bent it half-way ovPr, while great clouds of spray shot to"ard the leaden hued sky. One moment the ""bole tree would be buried b e neath & giant wave; the next the water would sink half-way down its trunk. Fortunate l y the ordeal was quickly past. In five moments the great flood had spent its for('e, and the waters only swashed and 1:nrgled at the foot of the tree. But to those in the branches it bad been a fearful ordeal-the worst pull by the strong arm of death that they bad ever experienced. One of their number. old Hooper Vandegtift, had bPen washed away. and the remaining four were more dead than alive. It was accordingly some time after the fallin g of the waters ere either of the survivo r s spoke. Otu l:su,.ard fin a ll y broke the sile nce. "Waal, feller-citizens, how do wfl standt Are we


Deadwood Dick's Eagles; ----------------.,--------------------still h 1y:, or uire we sumars else? Aire we a ire we, or aire we-not aire we? All on duty please answer ter roil-c i ll. Ar' y e thar, J11n Belmont?l! "Pl'esent, all t xcept a uiece of m.v cheek. which a out and appropr;abed !'' grimiy respondH Squirrel S a m l l\liaco-?" Both h e r e P' r e plif'd tb e dwarf. ''And Hoop e r Vaud e g-rift, ti1 e utan of' thee's' a.n' thon's '?" Is g n "," said Miaco. grave ly. '"!'ho end or a floating log s tr uck him, and knocked l im clea n out of time Pu o r cuss h edn' t time t e r say his kittenkissems. S1Ject he never what struck him." "Then th a r's only f o ur ou us, eh?'' all." "Waal, ther squin tuple popylation o' Flood Bar war a. leetie too l a rge. eunyhow, an' one ain' t ter be rel!rett"d, w'eu thet same d e mi s e war no less a chap than an agent o' Big John, the outlaw. "What! do you mean to say the Quaker-" "Was no Quaker at all, but an agent thet Big John s ent down bee r ter rob us o' our a'ri ferous. But I kept a watch onte r bis grab-hooks ter sea the t be didn't g e t aurthing." "By Jove 1 this is surpdsing news. How dil you find it out?" "I do not propose to tell that. L e t et suffice sar that I found et out. I b e v a wa. v o' dis kivcrin' thmi;s w'ich sum folks don' t knmv no thin' a'1out." S t ill h ealing the water upo n the bar the miners concluded not to venture down until daylight came. So they r emaine d in their relative positi ons throughout the whole wild, drenching ni ght, which had b ee n so strange ly eventful. M orning at last dawned dully and gloomily, with a sli ght cessation to the r a in from a pour to a nast:v drizzle. As soon as it was light enough, the four tree-to p r e fugees b e,;ran t0 look around the m, b efore descending to t errr i tirm a, wb icb the wate r s till cov e red in patc h e s and would. until the cree k f e ll. "The Injuns h e v g o t stormed out1 or thn r warn't none!" said Old Buzzard, scanmng the bluff s to the e ast, by aid of his fie ld telescone "Aire ye sure that tbar war Injuns, B elmont? "So sure, the t I was induced to prick one's throat wl' th e r end of my bowie-Ji:nife ," was t he grin 1 r e sponse of the Vir;rinian. "Guess tbe fell e r n e v e r kne w what s t ruc k hitn." "Waal, I gue s s the v armints konklude d we war w&she d off an' s o 'JI wait Iii! a more auspishus time t e r vi sit ther B1r. Th e r dirty Vagabonds aire the r daste d e st, omeriest s t o' pilgarli c s the side o J o rdan. Gre!tt interlectua l ham-bo-I mean gra adaddiesl e f I w a r a s m ean as a V a.,.abond dog l'd hide my h<'d b etwixt my le g s au' hire out fer a mu s eum c uriosi ty." u b y a ll thet's wonderful, I've inad e the hi g g est. o i 3cove r y o f any o' yeJ;' h e r o shout::d 1\Iia co, '1 L 0o k! lookt a c abin 1 a c a b i u !11 H e p o inted toward tha t end of the bar which nosg d out i nto river. or e r ihe w e stern end, f o r not o n l y Ind t!u> flood adde d g r eatly to the siz e o f the b a r but h a d a n i s l and by cutting in c lose to t h e l.Jlnffs ad wearin g a cbanne l thro u g h tnus divid ing t he ri ve r tvo c ours"'s whi c h j c in c d to geth e r a t t!l e suuth rn termination o f th e Th e mi ne r s gaz e d q uickly iu th e dire c t i o n in d icat ed an' l t o t!wir as:omshm nt h P h e ld. i r r c h e,1 s n fc ly d o wn u pon the e x t r e tn e west e rn end o f th e bn.r. a l n q ci ,,.n, all in p r foc t sbapB. a!1d i n tact, as it hacl b ee n fetched by t h e floo d. F o r it mns t hwe s ail cl clcwu u p on t! 1 e 1 u -h u f w(lt e,r, els ? bow came it her e ? Til e door ""'S n nd th'3 win dows whi c h were to the m inQr s f r o m the tr ee -t op, secHrclyh li ncl c d b y s l OJ.ken s-hutte! 'S. \V h e t1w r this a t io n wns tPnfP 1 tPrl < W not wns a quest ion. n n J o n"' w1 1 i c'1 wnsof ,!r[I \ im!lo r t to the four miaers o f Flood Dar. Ami the y propose d to investigate the matter, and accordingly descended to the ground. By all tbe r legal technicallities uv ther Blackston e judisdiction1 this aire one o' the funniest o' funny tbings I" said Old Buzzard, as they all stood upon the ground and gaze d toward the m;ystelious visitor "Who evyer heerd o' a c-abiu sailin down thru ther j:i'J Jon-I mean great grandaddies I Ef tbes ain't an age o' wonders an' blunde rs, may my ohl carkuss be utiliz e d fer fertilizing purposes!" "It is remarkably strang e, indeed, and a miracle bow the habitation ever iode the tornnt without be totally wrecked," averred Jim B elmont. p, But. come l et's go for the old caboose, and see what' s about h er." Tbe dwarf T exan, Mia c o b eing in the lead, wen and Old Bnzzaid, and Squirrel Sam follow e d at bis heels. A c overing of sticky mud had b een lande d npon the Bar, which with puddle d of wate r, h ere and there made the walking exceedin gly di s .i g reeable. "J hope the flo o d has not wash e d a wa y all our gold," said Belmont, wi t h a lo o k around a t the desol ate aspC'ct. "Things seem rathe r Cubious, just at present." "And we can prepare to roost in tho mud, for a week!" growledMiae o. "Hal Thoy had approache d to witlim a scor e o f y a r d s of the mysterious cabin, when the dwarf r e el.od and f e ll. simultaneous with the crack o f a r ifle "Great ham-I mean holy lava o' risgy?" ejaculate d Old Buzzard, catching t ilo wouni:lecl Miaco by the h air of the head, and startinz back in the direction of their forme r camp. "Il'.lck a z ti on, y e Clnrned galoots, ef y e don' t w ante r teetotally wreck your a gainst a snag-. Tha r s hor n ets in that condern aPd nest, wi, sharp s'"inger s jes's sure s t hn r1s mu':'ic in tbe r argumcntive e end uv a h o r!';e-wi1-Ion-::r e3r 3 !11 An i ns t ant r('tren t w as nade f o r 1he on"" shot was evidence enoug h tha t the en.Oh an occupa nt. who was a v c r.3.f' t o receiving Yi3itors at so earl y a n l1011r in the Clay, if a t all. Who t h i s occu p a n t w.::ts, or o f lVhn.t breC'cl o r nationa litv. they h!:!.d 1:10 1nans of karni:i[". Com c one certainl y ,, b o b o r e t h !TI no f r i 'rn::y re--lin-:r. e r e lse the shot t'hat wound e u M iaco n e v e r would have b ee n fir e d. 1co was no t sevPrPly hurt-on I v a sli ght p erforat io11 throug-h L'1e sid e fro m which the bloo d flo w e d copDus l y but n o t a or wou n d. They s o o n had the fl')w o f bl oo d s topp e d, and the dwarf was a bl e t o w alk around. C "rnp w n s ao-ain pitc h e d and t h e four p nrd s bcg-'m t-; fee l the m se lv e s m o r e at h orn<', onl y fo r t h e pr<'S<'n c e of the m y ste ri o u s l y -inclin e d individual in the cabin, whi c h Old Buzz'.U:cl had christen? d Noah's Ari\:< "l,clon't -ee tha t w e c a n do anyt hi n g more than to k eep a u eye on that shebang. and l e t her alone," pid Delmont, that night, a s they all s a t in the d oor tif Miaco's t ent .. an'l gaze d off t o ward the forbidding s tructur e 11. 'Ve ain't stro n g e n o n g h to m a k e a rusll and bn's t in the door, an' aint g-ot a c annon to born b arrl et wit b, s o what is there l e f t t o <'lo? 1 N nt hin but k ee p watc h ,, r P pli e d l\Ihco, "though I wfl nl d mig h tily like ter kno w who1s in s!de. l 1eckon they' ll hPv t e r c ome out.. For l on,;r t ho ', f e r gn1h, 0>1lf'SS they' ve got an extra stoc k o f p e n-i s i ons aboard." "G1ent ham-1 m p1n J erusa l e m Jinke n don't frP t about. thet !,, said Buzzard. on c' t kne".Va f e ll e r up i'l Mont a ntt, who wa.r comerf'd in uv a canyon f u r sixty-nine y Pars a n t h r1'e h u ndr P d an' f'i:.:ty-fou1 dn y s Un' twe n ty-thret3 h onrs p P rzact> Jy, an' h n s ub s i s t e d on wate r all the t p P er 'cn 'se hP-war A f eare d t P r cum out fer fear th e r Jnju1'S wonld get him. Also or. c e knew a man who Jive d t e r b'3 two hundrNl nn' four y ears aged, an' afte r h e got t e r b e tbet old, h3 nevyer eat anything fer ther next century."


Deadwood Dick's Eag l es. As there was no telling in what way things might sha 11 during their future stay at Flood Har, Urn four pards concluded to nightly post a guard, for, uot knowing anything about what force might be concentrated within the black cabin, they thought it to be ready for an attack at H If enny virtue in bone-aches, an' premonishuns an' Rpasms down yer back-bone, I'm bet.tin' high thar'll um day or other be high times hayr in Flood Har. jest on account o' thet Noahe r's Ark. Durn my oll'pecting in the bed of the two creek channels., and up the mountain-sides, even into the cf ark rm-iuo thro u g h which Squirrel creek poured down from the north. Belmont hat! started a weigher's business i n llis tent; Buzza rel dt'rived profit l.Jy game into market; Miac>, who really was the best scl10lar and business man of the parcls," kept office. and bought and olcl "claims" for the firm of BPlmC'nt. Squirrel Sam, Buzzard and Co_, Miaco,-bdng the "C'o. ,, And grew liv e lier daily; rumors or big strikes Flooo:citec1ent a ud peril-DEADWOOD DICK! CIT APTER IV. DE.\DWOOD DJCR'S BULLETIN. WeE:< the name C>f the great road-ag .ut or the Flac k Hills hecame whipPrPd Bhout in ] foocl Bar. tlwre was nn 1mprecP l a:rin' fer us. 'Spect they went bnck inter thPr l\IuqnPJrnne-.,, "D"ad.vooc l Dick wouldn't tech s i ch a sony-look in1 I RS.sf'l o, pilgrimR AS w e. nnyl ow, decl ared OJd Bnzzanl. ' on less he war purt:r sure th et "'e bed more ch ips than we ktJow'rt what to clo with. Ob! he's game a1 'a strail!ht caliber chnj' i' D!ckey, ef I clo say et, Great ham-l mean Je 10<011hat I've known thet !Joy ter do thinl'S "'at 1-no<'ked thel" seven wonders uv thPr worJd int er fl 1 11ckPd sixRhootf"l. Onf'>e him st.op a mad bull w1at war chRsin' a hoss-ft.y ocrosc;;; a perar.r jest wi' ther }1ower o' his eyes, fer be,s a is Dickeyt Brt. 't ayr's thar h1ll-board. now I''


8 Deadwood Dick's I:agles. "Yas, this is the placP," assented Judson. as thPy all paused before a bulletin-board, which had been :ua!Jed up to a pine tree by the roadside. Upon the board was pasted a bill, whic h had been executed by a printing-press, and which Jud t;on had seen Dead wood Dick's road-agents post there. And the following is wl>at the miners from Flood liar read, with not only surprise but wonderment: BLACK HILLS, May 3d. T n an w hom it may concern:-"I have come back to the Black Hills, after an Abs ence of several months. I have not come back to rob and plunder no"e't and hard working,deserving men, but as Deadwood Dick, tbe Road-Agent, to wage a warfare crime and rufftanism, and the advocates thereof. The Black Hills needs a thorough purging and cleansing of the murderous wretches and ruffians who swarm witbifl its haunts, and l'm the one to do the job, with the "ssistance of my men. and all I ask is tile good will of the honest part of the population,and their occasional co-opera tion. That of the Government I am sure of. The frienaship or goodJvill of my future foes, I neither crave nor expect. As they have dealt with -Others, so shall they be dealt with. By the decree <>f the law we are yet outlaws, and road-agent s. Before the end of our campaign, we hope to be free mr-n once nwre. That is what we're workin.!? f or. H So, Jook our. for us, ye evil doer3 and stana not in our path, ye D oubters, for we shall r ecognize all friends as foes who stan r l up hehreus in opposition. "SIGNED: DEADWOOD DICK A:

Deadwood bick's :Eagles. 9 Pale and scared, for she was not used to rnch demonstrative audiences. Lucille again responded, and again and again. until, feeling faint and giddy, she turned to leave tbe stage. But, with the agility of a panther, Big Hank leaped from b i s perch tbe deal-table, across onto the stage, beside tbe terrified girl, with a yell that would have done credit to a C omanche warrior. up, my sweet gal-don't b e so fast ter go ontil ye've sold me a kiss from yer purty lips!" the b ully crie d, throwing bis brawny arms about her waist with a triumphant leer. "Hel p I hel p I" screamed Lucille in horror, whil e sho struggled frantically to free herself. But no one appeared to have the assurance, if they had the dispos1t10n to help her, for Big Hank and bis m e n were present in force to-night. and interference meant a free fight. So LO one stirred to h elp the poor girl-all stocd and gazed upon the scene with o u t offering assistance. men among who will help me?" '' Ayl ay cried a stern, ringing voice, 1 lJead .cood Dick is with you!" CHAPTERV. THE DEVIL'S HQ,l.E-DEADWOOD DICK BEGINS ms CAM PAIGN. WE left Flyfag Flood about leaping the yawning abyssa distance of many feet to the continuation of the hog-back beyond. But what man could ever hope to l ea{> ove r that frightful space, with such a burden in lus as the dusky girl whom lbe brave lieutenant carried? Fl >yd knew tha t positive death lurkPd behind him, and that there was promise of it in front. Yet h e hesitated not, for be bad ofte n been face to face with the f!:tim monster, and had grown, as it w e r e, somewhat reckless of the conseque nces. On -ou he bounded, at the top of his speed. The l!nlf Jay just ahead, a great gap in nature's fnce across it be mu,ll(leap in safety or-poiled. By feeling around a long the shore he l':'as soon successful in gathering an armful of fagots, which l.e i gnite d, and fanned into a bright blaze. tbat lit t:p the surrounding scene with won d erful distinct n ess, and be was able to discover something about their situation. The l ake was considerably larger than he bad nnticiratecl, probably covering somPtbing lik P twenty acres of bottom The abyss, according to thi s must b e the narrowest at its commencencentabove, grow ing a great deal wid e r as it dec endc d. As w e l l as Floyd could determine, the lake had an outlN some whe r e. unde r the shelving cliffs upon the opposite shore, and a great bubbling in the center of the lake showed the existence of a large spl"inl;' beneath the gmface. A narro w shore r a n nearly all around the water basi n but otherwise this sin!l'ular body of water was walled in by giant monntam-sides that no human power could scal e After making thee obervations, F loyd gathere d more pine fagots, of which there was a p l enty that bad tumbled down into the abyss, and r eplenishe d the fir e afte-r which b" s e t to work at restoring Nolie to consciousl)ess By the application of "ater, and liquor from bis canteen. he soon had her iu full possession of her senses and Rpeech, and they stood at the fire to dry th ei r j?arments, while a strange was wrought upon their two faces, both of which w e r e h andsom e m their differellt types "We're in the D e vil' s H o l e!" exclai med Noli e with a frightene d look in h e r eyes "How did we ever get h e re alive? "By falling into the. lake we ourselves," F loyd replie d. "Do you or Big John and bis men aid to be bottomless." "Which was but a conjecture, as you see tha1: we have found a bottom. But the .next thing is t o rwd a way out of the place. ' YPS. But maybe t here i s n o way out. What then!' 1 'all probabl y be compell e d to


10 D eadwood Dick s Eagl es; make our home here for the r est of our natural lives." "But what won Id we liVEl on? We should starve for want of food." "Not if we could manage to subsist upon fish, which abound in great plenty in this remarkable mountain l ake. We have enough wood here to last f o r years, so that I tuink w e could manage to get along SO!llebow, But before preparing '.or a lif eJong-we mu"t d iscover if there is no way to es c'\pe. To play R obinson Crusoe in the bowels of t he earth is not any part of my calculations, if we can out. "D0QdW?Od Di k i 1cith. ?/Olt !" and the audience gazed b reathlessly on as they beheld the road-agent spring upon tiie stage, a revolver in either g raspthe same daring, resistless Deadwood Dick, whose fame and deeds had b ee n heralded throughout the land-handsome, dare-devil Prince of the Road, who n eve r hesitated to face death in defense of a wouro n the h e sprung. with the eyes I ot nearly a l Flood Bar turned upon him as he caught Big Hank llaJeu bv the t hroat. "He l p I h e l p I" the bully b e llowed, r e leasing his grasp upon Lucille aml turning upon the roadagent; wbar aire ye, par:ls? R:.ll up-pitch in, an' w e n g rin i tbes 'ere cuss inter ash.est" But tb.ongh their l'ered, thre w up bis h-incls and sunk upon the floor. He wns done fOrt Hi s wounds, none of whkh were probably seri o us. had overcome his ferocity, and be aware of his defeat. "Ellongh!" be go.sped, and fhPn fainted outright, amid upro!lrious cheers for Deadwood Dick from thP crowd. "Which thP. young road-agent rece ivecl without visible 111anifestation. as he restored his l..:aifa to its shP.atb, and turning, assisted the now almost un concious D esmond to her feet. and con ducted her bibind th9 scenes. The crowd Y'llecl tor him, but he came not; they continuPcl to yell, which h nd the eITect of 011t Mr. Miles, one ot the proprie t0rs of th e J 1tcr-Oc" n, who announc<'cl that D e atlwood Dici< had already taken his departure. CHAPTER VI. Among the spectators wbo had just arrived. were Old Buzz-ird and Squirrel Sam, watchiu;.: the coPtest with enthL1sinsm, for both were ene1niesof the bullying; Hao:eu, who hacl iu different ways taken pains to cross them. ELIJ.Ail SWAIN, IIIS:-0.RIAN, F.TC. 'rbe old scout and huntt>r, bowevPr. was the most YE, Denclwood Dick was gonP, and thrse people affected by the sight, for a grin continuously lit tltJ of F l ood llar had t o c 'ntent tbemselrns with the l1is grotesque co1mt 1nance, and occasionally be 1 knowlcdg-c. But whPn tl10 men got together, on the wou ld g-i ve vent to bi feelings by a yell of delight in followieg clay, and discu;secl and rediscussed mat sucfi for instance, as wn_en Dick would it was made a universal decision that if the "la1trrliz-?" a vein of his adversary. \Oung ro3.d-agcnt bravo ever s howecl bis face in Squirrel Sam. no matter what WPre his feelings, l

'Deadwood Dick's Eagles. u While they were thus lounging, and watching the blue-shirted miners of the Bar at their work in the broiling spring sun, they were in1errupted by a comical-looking individua l who bad approached, and was endeavoring to attract thei r attention, by gesticulations with 11 blue cotton umbrella. He was of the medium stature, with a face hid be hh1d a mass of bri cl in IU.V lin e ter-day, gentlemen 1" not, n replied Buzzard, w it h a wink a.t the crowd. "Reckon my hi story wouldn't sell very well. Great deplorrble ham bone, nol I'm too well kno wn, I tell ye! 'Whar kin ye perambulate, frum the r north pole ter ihcr south-fmm tber cast pole t e r tber west. whar ye will not ruu across t h e r name au' fame of Old Avalanche, tber great lnjun Anni hilator-the r great borcal disPase o' annihilation and extinckshun-1her t crriflc n'n' 01ig'ina l eppydemic o these lattvt:.iC:es an' longytoadsl for Avalanche am I, ldler-c'ittyzf"ns, an' no mistake-tbf' r notorious, pestilence of therNor'west. Nol no! gne"s ye lrnn't rite mv hist'ry lE'r-clay. fer et's faithfully in scribe(l on tber ircm'ry o' every feller "''at's seen an' read o' me, 'twixt hcer an' therliue o' the r equa tor ." ''"'\Val, C't n r fr;o ba, 1 sw'nrl'1 commented Elijah, dolefully," but oneclisappointment hcdn't 01-ter diRcour:ir-e one man 1i:rn me, nohow. Ken t 1 ycr biographical records, gentlemen, t cr-d!ls?', ButthPSP mm o f Flood Ilar shook thdr heads. T hey hn

12 nea.dwood Dick's Eag"les. Flood Bar, as it were, was spell-bound by the en chantin11; melorly1 it died out in a strange, wild, mournful shriek. 0100<1-curdling and d<>moniac. The Four Pards exchanged !!'lances. "Tbar1s something wrong declared Belmont, scratching his head thoughtfully, "an' l'm wonder in' what. 'Pears to me hke asef they've got a. crazy person penned up in tbet cabin "Or sum 1 wild beast," suggested Miaco. "Grea.l ham-boue w'at p,erformed old Joner's last :presid ent's !JOI' replied Old Avalanche, 1n disgust. "Ye don't suppose a. wild annymal kin sing. do ye?" ''What is your opinion, then, old man?" demanded Be l mont. "I have been watching you, and see that you have for:ncd one." "Eh? w'at ai:-e thes !"rest destructive eppydemic's opinion, ye ask? Waa.1 I hev jest rentd et out, an' kin't tell ye. Thes beer oil! cavortin' disease aire goin' ter know ther secrets o' thct cabin, or slip an eccentric. sure pop. Old rP\igious an' antediluvian ham-bone, w'at war ther last sickness UV' old Jonerl Ef thar's humans in thet Noa.her's Ark, this notori ous snow-flake a:ire goin' ter find et out, an' make 'em puU down their blinds." No more of the singing shrieks were heard in the ca.bin. how e ver, that night, and Flood Ba.r's people's minds a.gain were quieted into repose frightens the young wi ld horse Into submissi o n to his will. Hagen sat in an obscure corner of the saloon dur ing the concert, and watched with evil in his blood shot eyes, a peculiar vindictive smile his coarse mouth. When sbe appeared for the last time he a.rose and glided from the tent, a. crafty f'xpression upon his sinister countenance. He still l;!ad the use of his left a.rm, aud springing upon a horse t!Jat was standing at the door of the saloon, he shook the reins, and galloped aloug the creek shore to the ford to the Bar, just be low the rising eastward bluffs. Here he dismounted and concealed his animal be hind a. thicket of firs, while Ile himself crouehed in hiding. and waited. Below him and across the waters of the creek gl eamed the lights from a score of miners' tents that were located upon the Bar, further on, upon the opposite shore, were more of these canvas habi tat'ons. saloons and stores, similar to those which had been erected upon the eastern shnre, a.long which ran tbe trail leading into the upper canyon. where several paying quartz lodes bad be e n discov ered. Big Hank had not long to wait: he expected the great Lucille to soou come along and pass over the long foot-bridge to the Bar, where she procured boarding and lodging with a miner's wife, and soon be heard.rapid footsteps approaching. Rut they were clearly not those or a laclv-too heavy, quick and elastic for such. A mnu wa.s commg to cross the ford-who? Bnt something occurre d on the following night, which tnrew tho lirtle town into a turmoil of excitement, for o n awakening in the morning, it was found that the Ilar anJ its inhabitants hal been mbbc d Yes. robbed of all the gold or currency upon their persons-not only one hut m n in the mines! In the d ead nf night the robbery been CHAPTER VU. silently performed, while slumber held the people in THE ENTRANCED ANNHIILATOR. ii ts deep tro.nce. "CunsE th" girl l why don't she come ?" the bull y Cleaned out of thousands of dollars' worth of pre-muttered, impatiently; "and who is this cuss comcious gold and greenbacks was the town on ing along to skeer my bird a.way? Blast him, I'm a Squirrel Creek, and as th re wcra no pretensions of notion to salivate him through ther pate a.n' chuck religion there. of course the profanity among a. cer> him in the creek." class was great. But on the new-corner's closer appro1teb. Hagen Dead wood Dick, agreed these minP-rs, was the rob-concluded not to adopt his proposal, for the man ber-Deadwood Dick who had d c!nr e d himself the was the silent member or the Pards of Flood-Bar friend or the honest man, and thQ enemy of outbw-Squirrel Sam. Handsome and man:y looked the ry and ruf!hnism. Who else could the daring act be young miner, as he strode along with head erect and attributed to? eyes glancing a.round. and Hagen secretly envied Don't b lieve nothin' o' tber kind!" was the sole him his good looks. But Squirrel Sam was not mo response of old A,alanchc, when he was questioned l este1, as he st,.nped upon the long, shaky suspenconcerning his vie ws of the case; "'twarnt Dickey siou foot-bridge and passed over on the Bar. at all, no more'n 'twa.r President Hayes, or sum 4 The nPxt will bt'l tb3 gal I'' Hagen muitered1 as -Other high-toned oms-holder. No. sir-ee. I'll bet ther he continued to crouch in his lis sharpest tooth in my old jaws thet et warn't Dick. ten to the sounds upon the still night. "u I kin unsophi ;ticatcd barn-bone w'at equiJibriated only git my clutches upon her, onct, n ver fear but old Jonerl thet same cavortin' pPstifferous Dick she's mine, safe enuff. These Black Hills hes got earnin's, tba.n in, an' I'll be ther Ilut these Flood B1r-ites we1e not all of the veteran He stopped and listened. Footsteps wrre, .i.gain Annillil 1tor s opinion, and ti 'l"C3 a.ud vindictive was approaching, a.nd this time tll<'y w re light nnd the spirit aGainst D e ad1vood Dick rapid, which inclicateLI to the S<'heming vi1bin that outof the Inter-Ocean establishment The great LucilJe was booked for another concert, .And crouching Hirn a pauthl'!" in his lair Hagen that night, nnd it was expected the dare-devil roadwaited-waited until the f ,otfa.l!s sounded just in agent would pmsent. Therefore, the Vigilante s front of him-the n he leaped to his feet aud out were cu bani.I. in di guise, ready to nab the das!Jing from his cover, wiLh a. yell of great triumph. But prince upon his appearance. But they were destined lhat yell turnell to a. ;1:rowliug curse, as he beheld, to be disappo inted. Neither Deadwood Dick nor a.ny instead of tho expected Lucille, no lean! Have you turned loved her as well as he was capabl e of loving any highway robber ?" thi> Prince asked, his tone tinged one or anything, and hating her because or her ter-with sarcasm. I expected to find your carcass ly ror or him. I ing in some hole, hereabouts. depending upon the And knowing that she reared h i m. he yearned for generosity of some pbil

Deadwood D ick's Ea.&"les. 18 feel uneasy when Deadwood Dick had the drop on him. "Waal, I ain't dead yet, ef yedld accidentally carve me sum. Didn't take me for a weak calf, I hope? Et ye did, tbar'B whar ye make a mistake, fer, Mr. Deadwood Dick, or whatever-yer-name-is, ;you aire my prisoner. 11 "Your prisoner? By what authority?" Dick i:e Jnanded, coolly. "None o' yer danged bizness-'cept that, I ye ter surrender, or I'll bu 'st yer jug fer ye, in sty ltJ, an' give ye ter the Vigilantes." "Ohl don't-please don't!" mocked the road agent. "I know you wouldn't harm a poor innocent little thing like m e I" Big Hank did not reply except with a curse, as he leaped forward to seize bis enemy; but there was a howl of rage, and a sharp flash and report, unde r which Hagen w ent to the ground. "There, you brute. I guess maybe you'll keep qnlet, now, for s S[l<'ll 1" Dick muttered, spurning the body with his foot. Then he turned away, and crossed the foot-bridge onto the Bar, moving with exceeding caution, for to be caught napping by the now indignant Flood Bar ite s, meant battle, and a hundred chances to on.,, of death. He had not bee n gone ten moments whP n the songstress came along in company with M essrs. Miles of the Inter-Ocean establishm ent. They s-.w the dead bully lying by the roadside, and Miles gave a breath of relief. One good riddance, thank God I" he ejaculated, devoutly. "Some one's made a funeral for one or the worst ruffians in the ttJJTitory. Flood l'm sure, will feel relieved." a lie a min,it ev'ry day fer sixty years, an' the n con tinued t e r work dubble time ther next forty; but, darn me ef I don't b'lieve ye kin beat thet." "Haln't go!n' t ertry, Llhput. G1eet forsaken ham bon e, no! I ain't one side o' a bufiler-Lull tee ye, w'icb aire useless. Hal-" The old man here started, a_nd stopped abruptly ID his speech-became rigid and motionless, his face as gray as granite rock. Not a muscle moved in bis body, and his breath came very slowly. In silent wonder his three companions looked on. In no manner could t ey account for the strange change that had so suddenly come over tbe old man. But a voic e, seeming to come from among them, soon spoke, and the words produced full as much mistery as the Annihilator's antics. Lay down. Avalanche!" the voice commanded, sternly, and to the astonishment and amused mysti fication of the three spectators, tlie veteran scou t got carefully upon his hands and knees. and rolleerpl exed "A man-an or'ne ry-lookin' galoot, too." old Jonerl et aire my solemn wish thet ef the,r don't "Indeed I Describe him." let the r boy alone, w'e n he's offered 'em fa'r mduce"Antediluvian ham-bone, yes. Guess I rOOky th<'P ments, thet be"ll pitc b inte r 'em, an' lick 'em like figi:ter-head, now. Seen Wm down ter sou'. Big thunderation. Grasshoppers an' religyus buzzards! cuss, wi' dark bazzoo eyes and black mU!: Ef Dick do evyer git his back up, ar,'in, I tell ye tache. DrPssed In ther toggery o' a herder !rum thlngs'll smoke, an' ye kin bet yer cons,itoochin on't. Texas!" Why, sar, E.f y e war let bePr uv sumo' ther wonder".Armed, I suppose?" ful exploits Dick's did yer hair'd fiy up on end so ".Moses in ther bullnishes, yes. More'n fifty. quick thet et'd jerk y e r scalp off-fact, by g-racious J '!even hoels In ther side o' ther wall, heart high, Once know'd uv a similar sarcumstance, up in Mon-wi' tber snoots o' rifles an' revolvers stickin' inter tana. After ye b ee r et ye ken't doubt my word in em. Asides, thar's a hull arsenal o' tools in his sayin' thet 'twar wonderful. Tber case war sumthin' belt." like this: A f e ll e r had los t bis first wife an' married "Is this all you see?" a second. But he still luv e d ther fu'st, an' use d t e r "All. pard, 'ceptingtber furnitur'." go set on ther top o' her stun every day, an' whittle "Be care ful .Alva, don't li e to me lest I knock you up pieces o' rails as otrerings sacrificial t e r h e r dcaown,nt sharp, and see if you speerit. One dny, while sittin' thar, be felt a cold, h clammy band lain onter his cheek, an' his hair stock Avalanche was now s ee n to bend forward, and upon end so quick tbet the r uv thermo-glarE> keenly around, ascowluronhisfurrowe d fore ment completely ripped oil' his scalp, jerkPd his neck head. out o' j int, an' dislocated bis back-bone. Ther buried "Yes I" he replied, presently, there's a door w'at ther poor galoot next day, an' his ashes aire now opens inter ernuther room." soaked inter lye, deep down in Terrance F!rma, or ye "Ah I that's more like it. Unlock that door and kin call me 11. li:i.r!" look inside. Take a careful survey. Tber<", now; "Av:il .rncbe,"' llroks in :"lfia<'O. "I do s olemn Iv"" wh a t <:lo vou S<'fl?"


14 Deadwood Dick's Eagles. "Great r e pinin w 'at g o t snag g e d tber l arny x uv old J o n e r I et's a Injun c ri t t e r !"' ex claime d Avalanc h e, wi t h a s niff o f disgust, whi c h. f o r s o m e s tr a nf?e reason caused a broad s mil e t o illum;ne the face of Squirre l S1m' a reg'l a r olcl cavo r tin', bucking s he-mal o squa w, an', h o ley cla ruin'1 rned l e u v 0 l d Cleopa tra, she s got the maddest kin d o j1ms !' "Is she olcl and u g ly?" '\l ll>ses who clicl tbro ug"h the r rus hes rus h yes ugft e r an' or n i e r lookin' t hen n1y Fl o r e nce N ig h t i n gal P or even oil S a manth a Snodgrass who lives u p at Yankton Mitey, but she's humbly gentle men, aire thet Sam a n t h a, an' she' b een kIIO\vn tcr frio;ht en away t h e r b i r ds au' bufll e r s f e r t e n y ea r o n n. stretch, j es t wi' h e r ohl becoming mug"." "Stop, old 1nan; you1r e getti n g cle!l r o ff t rack. Has thi s lutlii.n woman a m a d look?,, H Y o u b et yer a1rife r o u s sbe h es! Looks m a dd e r tha11 a wa ssup w'at s b ed his s t i nger tuk.,. sh e a p riso n e r?" H Shed n 't wonde r n H V.)ll, now l ook around you, an d perhaps y o u m a y see somethi n g m o r e that i s interesting. D o y o u k:ao w who i s y o u?,, D 1 I? H a m-b on'l w'at war crem a t e d b y o ld J o n er, yes. I y e ove n ef I a i n 't l 1 k i n at ye. I know y et v o ice li ke I d o t aran t' l e r-juicC'. You a ir e .Deadwl)o l .Dick."' B e lmont ancl Miaco u\tere:I a n e x c l 1mation at this d iso l o3ure, ancl Squi rrel S'1m simpl y squinted o n e eye a n d 1odde d for t h a other s t o b e s till "Yo u hi n ail plum o n the h ead the n Alva!" r eplie d the vo i c3 of tho invi s ibl e inquir e r, time fc o 'll th' eart h at the Annihil1tor's fde t. I am D ,aJ w n d Dic k, wh o m Flood Bar V i ?ilantes long t o c111.sp i n t h ei r hnJ embrace. But the y haven't got me yet, Alva, and they d o I'll l e t you know. B:i t. lJ<>kl i t strikes m e tha t ther i s another ap:ir t m ent to tlle Bhck Cabin, whic h you have n ot {'xpl o r ed i s t h e r e n ot?,, "Darn m y o ld mul e s cap :icity f e r o a t s, but y e're ri g ht. Y o n der i s a.n otlrn r d)or, but i t a i r e he1vily barre d au' I m g i ttin' t e r old an' w eak t e r bu'st doo r s "Pshaw l Y o u l :t c k cona Jenee. L o o k at m , a n d I w ill r e a ss ur e y o u ." The e y e s o f the o lcl m a n r o v e d along th' caQ vas siding o f the tent, a n d finally stop e d a iJ the tlirea m i n e rs s l. w a pair o f bhc eye s and part of a face peeri n g i n throug h a slit in the canvas B u t face disappeared, a m o m e n t later aucl the voicE!_ conti n u e d : Y o u f e e l s t r o nger n o w ? "Great h a n-bo n e y e s. f ) d n lick enny m a n w'at s e z Annihilatio n ain't t h 3 greates t a chiav ement in the h u ll w o rl d, an' p art o Canady." "We ll, d y e see the room n o w?" "Ye s. Tha r s a gal i n et-purty as ary li alac ye ever see'd l'' "Ha I that is the kin d o f news w e are in w a n t of!" returne d the vo i c e, now tinged wi t h excitem n t "This girl-has s h e r e d hair? "Great hifalutin h a m-bone, yes-redder than ary rum-c ull e r e d nose k e d be. The r g'al is crying, n ow, wl' h e r head burie d ntwixt h e r hands " and have you e v e r seen h e r before0A l v a, and kno w y o u h e r name?" "Ay I d own in D e l Norte I last saw h e r for s h e is Leone H arris, t h e r wife o' D eadwood Di c k! T h e r e was a smothered imprecat io n from wi th nut the t ent-t h e n Avalanc h e suddenly started in h is m e s m e ri c t r a n ce, bis hands clutching. "Fire! ti r e t h e Blac k Cabin l afire! h e crie d, breaking t h e s p ell and springing t o his feet. "Fire I c r ied D e adwood Dick, throu6 h the n p0r ture i n the c a n v .:i s ; the n b e was hear d da s hin g a w a y Fir e!" y e lled t h e crowd o f mine r s rushing b y And all was excitement a moment. CHAPTER VIII. THE B U nN'I X G CABL'J-ELIJAH SWAIN AGAIN-THE SEN' S A'rION-DEA D W O OD DICK'S HEAI>--AD?ilSSION 80c. YEs; burnin g w a s th e n1yster ious B l ack Cabin or a t so these excited d enizens as the y rush eel p e ll-mell acros s the B a r. Belm o n t Aval a n c h e. and Squirrel Sam l eaped.on\ of t h eir tent and g l a r e d around the m The s ky was r edcle necl b y a m i ghty illuminatio u fro m the cabin w h i c h was all ablaze. The timbers of whic h i t h acl been built w e r e o l d punk. v, and inflammabl e, and a thousand spa rks asc ende d h eave n warcl a t every pul I o f the e vening breez e whil e the flames roa r e d and crack l e d furiously. "Et. good -b y t e r tile r old crib ltSsure s the r e's crm trari n ss in a s b e-nn1l e1s h in d h o o f!" e jaculated O k i A val a nobe, who had come out of hi s tran ce, and w hil e thorou6hly himself again. h a d forgotten n earl y all con c0rniu 6 the mesm e ri c powe r Di c k had t h ro wn over hi m G reat N o rweej 2 n ham b o n e thet die\ old Joner str a n guhte-ef thar's n n y o n e in tber Ark, they're b ound t e r t o Canaan a -whoop i n'." If the c a bin has the occupants you n a m e d in y ou r t a ntrum s I1n1 reckoning Deadwood Di c k will lose a wife-L e o ne, y e call e d h e1\" said Mia co as he t oo, camo fro m the tent. .. Wi n t ? wha t < y e s :iy S tub, a b out Leon e?" e x chimed the A11n ihil ator, cxcite1 1 y. "Wha r is she ? w ho's seen h e r?" N one has seen h e r o ld m a n r e pli e d B e lmont; "but, accor ling t o the r e v e lati o n you made i n y our tr a nce a f J w ago. s h e i s a pris o n e r in y on d e r burni n g c abin. \\'ho i s this Leon e D eadwood Dick's wife? q Great f o rs a k e n ham-b o n e war hi s w if e an' t1el' swet!test lu mp o sugar outside o' a 1ne r la.s .. ses C3sk, But 8h e g o t awa y whil e w e w a r down at D e l Norte a n hithe r to we'v e bin u n a bl e t e r find a tra c e o' h er. Yas. I r e m embe r now-I S P e'cl Dead wood D i c k peekin' in at m e an' k e tchin' my f'ye, he qui c k t hro\v e d me i nto a m esme r i c t ranc e w'i c h wa r easy f r h i m, h e h e v i n' d one it afore. The f our m e n joined i u with t h e c rowd whic h was p o u ri n g ove r on the Bar from the shore s, and p u s h ed toward the burning cabi n. They soon g a i n e d a p l a c e a s c lose as the t e rribl e hdat would p ermi t, and the n stood watching t h e confiagratiou. There was no a i d whic h c ould b e given, had the F l ood Bar-i t e s b e e n inclined t o g ive aid, which the y w e r e not. D y e kno' er anv o n e s got out uv t h e r old crib yet?" Aval a n c h e ask ed o f a bystand e r for the o l d man was shud d ering each momen t when h e r e m e m b ered tha t possibl y L eo n e D ead w oocl D ic k s wife was b e i n g con sumed in the roar i n g f urnace. "Yas-two gal s and a n old Injun woman e s cared, gal s g oin firs t, a nd t h e r s qu a w ac hasin:;o em, w i' like a n u g l y p a inter. " W h i c h way did the y go?" gulch, an' hid, so the t the y k n o w how the cabin came afire?" put in W ati l, I dunno, but the story' s about the t a ga loot bed two girls shut up in thar. wi' a crazy squa w t e r e:u ard c m an' t h e t, git tin' tight on F lood Bar whisky, h e con cluded ter crema t e e m in therlatest a p proved s t y l e wharfore h e sot the c abin on fir e Then b e escaped t oo. e h t" 0 course-don' t suppose he'd go inter the she. a fter the t t e r c r e mate hisself, d o y o u ? " D o n t kno w bu t h e mi g bt the Annihil a tor r e plied, pla c i d l y. Kne w a f e ll e r once who !JOt a s t o v e hot f e r ter set his m othe r-i n -l a w upo n, a n forgot hiself a n sot clo wn kerslap o uter it. W a l. a r o m a nce wa r t hu s bP.gun. Sett iu o n th e r stov e nater'ly fri e d the fat o Iten him, an' the r o ill y sub stance run all ovPr the floo r so t h e t h i s w i f e heel ter mop it up. A n' she throweCI thPrmoppi n's h n. h o l e n.t t h P r back doo1', a n' a n oill ocat e : k im a long, sec d t h e r g rease w i c h hati r iz on top o tber watr, de-


Deadwood Dick's X::agles. U5 clared crude p etroleum t e r exist tha r an' offe r er tbet fried chap a thousan' an' royalty f H t.he r claim Did, by grac i o u s I" "At i t again, o ld man," h e r e inte r pose d Mia co. "In llea v e n s n a m e whe n e v e r will y e cease t e r li e?'' "Like y e rself, S tubby-only whe n the r o ld a ngel scr e w s clown my throttle,,_ a nd shets o ff l"Y superfl e wu s steam. H ooray ureat d e g e n erate d ham-bone w'at g ive old J oun c onnipshun fits! S ee the r old Ark w 'at N oahe r built bl a z e up, au' shute h e r sparks upwa1d lik e ginnywine Norweejan snow-flak e s t ow ard th e b e v i n g s l "Yes, et's a goin' fast-Grea t God! cried B e lmont, leaping bac k a s the r e was a great puff wi t h in the burning cabin, whi c h shot a myriad upwardtben a r eport n o t unlike tbe roa r of a hundre d can n o ns-an explos i o n of gi"!tn t powd e r, which t o r e the C9bin into bits, hurlin g in some instance s great lo g s to the opposite side o f the B a r N early all the cro wd w e r e blown and tn some instan ces kill e d, or m o r e Gr-l ess inJured ,A.valan che was among those t o suff e r apparent death. H e was found o utstretche d, with no si gn of life about bim, ltjs o ld face m antle d by a grim r mrll e. "He's a g o n er!" said B e lmont, gazing r espectfullv d own at the v e t eran Indian-ha t e r Gues s 'twon't b e his odd expre ssions our ears will \J.ear a rfter this, pards." "No, the poor o l d f e ll e r. Bt h e n evyer expected ter git l a y e d out so soon I" r e pli e d Miaco. 'An' a sen s ible o l d galoot war h e, t oo He llo I w'at h e v yeou beer? Gl ory b e u nto-ther cnap who made me a subject t e r sit on I" and fol lowmg the words came the p e r s on o f EliJab Swain, U.S. C o roner, and so forth Bizu ess 1 s r e viv i n', r;ents-times aire gettin' b etter; t he r mortuary aire tiecomin' 111ore rec o ncil e d an' puttin' ets work on in better shape. Just sot oute r two men, back beer rm' r e ndered a v e rdi c t w'i c h w a r t e n do ll ars i n my pocket; one fell e r got k icke d wi' a flying log-ther other tri e d t e r stop a cavortin' windysh utter. Step aside, gentle m e n au' l e t me s e t outer t his u nfort:.J1>ate man.,' "Ham-bone w'at expl o r e d the r mammoth cavP, uv old J on erl n o ye do n't!" yell e d Ava l a nche, 'upright so suddenl y that t h e businessinclin ed E li jii h 's hair n e arly sto o d up o n e nd. G u es s I ain' t 1-00d y t e r be sot onte r yet, e f ther old l eggis l .iter knows herself, an' s h e rut her opine s h do. Git out o t h is ye lunatic, o r b y all t h e r bulls w'a t M oses r i d w'e n h e cavorte l around thr'u' t h e r rushes, I'll pul veriz e ye fe r l and p laster. G ; t And see in g that the li ttle o l d m a n was in earnest, tiaij a h qui c kl y obe y e d and was later see n sear c hing around in hopes o f findin g mor e d e fun c t p ersons. The cabin burned t o the ground, and n o th i n g but IL glowin g b e d of ashes was l eft to mark its forme r site. Graduall y the crowd d ispersed and w ent b ack to their r e spective r oos t s fo r t h e ni ght. Aval a n c h e had not bee n i njuredo nly momenta ri ly stunne d. T ne old kni ght of the tra il and w a r path s e emed to bear a charmed existence-at l east b e w a s always lucky e nou g h to escape d Path, n o matter how great the danger or severe his injuries. L o n g life on the borde r had made him reckless and it is this class who e v e r seem to bear a charmed, in vuln erable lif e That night a rumo r wns spread about that Dead wood Djck hatl been kill ed A brawny bumme r heralde d the n e ws broadcast, and it was p retty generally b e lieved_ But whe n a week h a d passe d by, and nothing or the noted Prince of the Road bad been b eard, it was regarded as a fact. And the Flood Bar-ites breathed free. Durin g the week Avalan che had s earched far and wide, in the vicinity of Flood Bar, both for D e adwood Dick and for ))()Qr abducte d L eo n e who had escaped from the Bl ack C a bin and sought safety in flight But it bad been a fruitl ess search, and h e finally settled down to hunting and mining a gain, with the conviction that D e adwood Dic k bad i ndtl e d passed in bis che cks As to L eo n e h e c o uld f orm no conjecture o f her whe reabo11ts. Dtll' j n g the w et k anothe-r B hote l, built of s la b s and boards. w eut up on the east ern s ho r e of Squirr e l Crt<.-k, which was n o w c on sidend t be fir s t of the town. It was calJed Lhe y, bit e Hous e1 and becau"e o f be in g c om fo r t a b y furni she d. ana settin g forth a b ette r array c f 11rub, r eceiYe d t b e g reater sha r e of the r egular end tran s i ent patron a g e. In short, it was a "firs t clas s boarding h ouse such as you find in a ll minin g towns In on e o f the r oo m s u po n tb e seco nd floor, and l o o king d own onto the picturesq u e ly-t e n te d B a r sat a m a n at the cl ose o f a mild spr ing day w h e n the miners w e r e trud g i n g i n from th e ir wo, k an d ni ght' s earl y twil i ght was ste alin g softly o v e r the l a n dscape The sun had s o far g on e d o wn 111 tbe west tha t only a faint r a diance flus h e d the mountain -t o p whi c h ros e sta t ely and grand on th e oppos i te of the Bar, a n d r olle d away in g o rgecu s pine-fringed pil e s as far a s eye could reach. Perfume of exquisitely s we e tscente d M a y flow ers wafted down and greet e d the nostrils o f the man we have m e nti o n e d, as b e sat by a n ope n c ase m ent. and w i t b bis feet e l evate d upon a c h a ir-ba c k. pulled s ilently at a heavy pire, di s p e lling the frag rnuce of the flowers' perfume by the scent of bad-smelling tobacco. He was one whose age might h a v e been anywhere between twenty-fiv e anu thir ty-fiv e d ark of complex i o n and swarthy, with a black u gly express i o n e d eye, a sensu a l m outh shaced by a h e avy jetty mustache, and hair like the raven's win g His dre ss was rough and coarse with no to d a ndyism, and upon bis head be w ore a h erder's s l ou c h hat. "Cu rses upou n1el,, h e growled as h i s eye s ro v e d ove r the scene bclowkand at l a s t r0sted uro n former site of the Bla c Cabin. "Why was suc h a c ursed foo l a s to get drunk and fire the old shell whe n it contained my two p ri zes, w h om I va lued more than l ife? But they are gone now, and the dev il on l y knows where tpe y a r e. I hope o l d Ma r keesa di d get 'em, and chaw 'em up, though by some crazy freak s h e m ight hav e befri e n ded them. M y on l y pl a n t o watch and wait. Cha nce m ight ergain p lace 'em m m y power Ann, they say Deadwood Dic k is dead t oo whic h is a g reat r elie f to me\ fo r if be were a live I s h o uld not car e to walk bo d ly i n tbe streets of Flood Bar. H i s wi fe, Leo n e, h e l o ved too muc h t o ever g i ve over her c h ase. "Ah lif e has b ee n even t ful since I l e f t D e l Norte; a nd, H awk H arrington you can call y ourse l f luc k y t h a t y o u a r e n o t d ead ere t hi s I "Ayl t hat you c a n i f you have D e ad wood Dick upo n the e n e m y list!" replied a coo l calcul ating vo ice, so c l os e a t b a nd that Haning t o n w h irl e d around with a n o ath, and b e h e ld a stranger l oung in g aga i n s t a table to h is l eft, with a ll t htl compos ure o f a statue A m a n o f trim build, wi t h a dusky a c e th a t was purely Spanis h adorned with a w e ll waxed mus tach e, an e vilshaped mouth, pie r c in g e yes, and the m a u himself dressed rat h e r n eatly H e was w e ll arme d h o w ever-" h ee l e d," in the lang u age o f the Black Hill s. "What do yon want?" H a t'rin g t o n d e m a nd ed ris ing, with an angry col o r in hi s chee ks. "Yo u will please remembe r I've paid f o r this roo m I" Oh I have you?" was the Spaniard's r e ply. "I didn't kno w but y ou'd 'stood 'em off,' a gain, as u s ual." "Who are you? what brings you h ere?" again re peated HatTin g ton, angrily. "Who? said the other, reflec t iv ely-" well, I don't as it makes any diff erence to you, as my name isn't conce r ned in any busin ess0p a rticular!y, However, you c a n know m e as Carlos ambrel" Cambre, eh? Gu ess I never heard the name, What d o you want?" "l can soon explain. I want information of either


Deadwood Dick's Eagles. Deadwood Dick, or his wife, Leone, and was sent to you as being the person who might be able to assist me." "Who sent you?" "That unreliable sower of Ill to men, Dame Ru mar." replied Cambre, with a peetter than on tl! e day before. We now have all the daylight we can hav" down here." 1'1oyd said, looking to his watch. "It is all:>ng past sunrise, up in the outer world. So if there is no from this living tomb, we shall not be troubled with too much light!" "Oh I ls it not a gloomy prospect?" sighed Nolie, burying her head in her hands. I believe I'd rather have remained with the outlaws!" "Pshaw I It won't do to g .; t discouraged yet. There may be a dozen ways out of this dilemma, which we have not yet discovered. Walt, and I wtl1 corral some of the fish that seem to abound in thll' lake and we will see If they are palatable. He accordingly )lroceeded to little shallows CYt' bays to find them literall,r infested with a species ot the finny tribe not unhke the salmon. A coupl4' were soon in hand and dressed, and while there were few bon es, there was a great abundance of fine deli cious. meat, which, when Floyd harl In roasting, be served up on bits of flat rock, which had to answer the purpose of plates. The meal, though consisting of but one dish wa9 hearty, and amply appeased the appetites of ow two inter-earth Robinson Crusoes. After the m eal had bee n dispatche d, Flying Floyd lit a resinous pine cone for a torch, and accompanied by NoliP, set out around the lake in search of some mode of escape. "The r e must be some place of escape for this water, more of which is constantly being added to the lake," said Floyd, as they marche d along. "The volume of yonder spring is cooiderable and thill pit would soon fill up were thPre not some outlet fot th e water." "True, there should b e some opening," repliet' Noli e : "but it mar, be too small to admit of our es caping through it. The y moved along, scanning narrowly the wallsol' rock upon the fr left, as the shore curved along. "If there i s any break, I think it is aoross the vonder, where the low ledges overhang the shore,'' N o lie said, po:nting ov e r the dark water. "Let's go around there and s ee." The y did go around, carefully scanning the rouw as they went. The ledges in question bulged out from tha main wall, and so iow down that a person was obliged to stoop down In order to get under thelll and a'ong the narrow, sandy shore. "Here, if anywhere, you will find the outlet we are seeking/' Nolie s a id, pointing ahead of them. "You can go under the ledges, and explore, whUe J r emain h e re." Accordingly, leaving her behind, the lieutenant crept in under the great stretch of natural shelving, and along by the aid of his little torch, making a careful survey as he went. For some distance he found no signs of any outlet., and was growing dis couraga d and imj>atient, when Ile came to where the water bad worn its way out of the Devil's Hole. It was a large round tunnel in the solid rock, declining a trifle downward from the surface of the lake1 and through whicb the superfluous water of the oasin found exit. As he stood at the mouth of this aper ture, Floyd perceived that a person could enter it standing half-ereot, but whether such a passage could be continued any great length of time or not, was to remain an unsolved question until the two mountain-locked prisoners shonld choose to make the trial. Floyd went back to Nolie, and related the success ot b is explorations, and the probability of their being able to make an escape from the pit of darkness; It was gladsom1> news to the poor girl, and she shed tears of joy as they hurried baci< to camp. "Ohl then, when shall we start to escape?" she asked, gazing trustfully up Into the road-agent's eyes. would so like to get out into the llving world once more." "As soon as we are ready, my dear young lady, we will attempt the passage!" Floyd responded, sfu-. ring up the fire. "First, however, w e need to prepare a supply of this palatable fis h food, for we know not how Jong it will be ere we can all'ain get food. Even when we are once out of this pit, into the mountains, dan ger lurks everywhere in the mountains, for the new red-skin chief, Half Moon and bis dirty Vagabonds, are roaming about, preying and offering great In dignities to all small parties they chance upon. Beides, ere we leave this J>lace, I would know the story


Deadwood Dick's Eagles. of your life, which mui;t be an interesting one. Be not afraid to confide in me, for I am your friend, and any advice or assistance you may need from me, will be heartily granted." "Yes, you are very kind, but I know not if I to make you my confidant, No :ie r eplied, gazmg thougbtfully into the fire. I will, however, trust ing no ha.rm will come t berefrom. It i s but a short story, yet much or importance is connected with it, tor me. My mother was, and if still Jiving, is, an Indian woma n or rather a half-breed, between American a.nd Sioux, fully cultured, and of fair education. When alouug woman was the princess of her tribe, an the recipient of many valuable land and money gifts from both tbe settlers and the Indian agents because of tbe peaceful influence she exerte d among the tribes. When in her youth and beauty, a handsome, dashing cavalier came from t h e East, and induced her to l eave her tribe and wed him. whi c h she did. All h e r property and valuable trinkets were sold, and the cash turned over to her husband, which amounted altogether to a g r eat sum o f ready money. W ell, Markeesaand her pale-faced husband dwelt in Minn esota for one year during which time one child was born, mysdf; then the husband ran away with lllarkeesa's mone y and she never saw him ago in. "Time rolled aronnd, until fiv e years ago1 when my mothe r learned where my father was llvmg in the East. She wrote to him, but received no answer. W J then confided our trouble to Jackson Sterling, an In dian agent, better known as Red Lark, and be prom ised to act fo1 ll6. He wrote to my father, but what the contents of his letter was, I shall n eve r be able to tell yon, for b e did not tell us. But afte r a month he got a l etter, in r eturn, and immediately there after, we taken prisoners. I was take n to Big John's outlaw strongbrild, at that time over on the Yellowstone. Since that time I have b ee n kept with them, and never have seen any one I h"Ilew or could appeal to for reli ef. My poor mother was take n off to another dismal mouutain prison, where I have since learned, she went sta.rk mad. That ls, sir, the secret o t my life." "And a strange bit of life's reality, too. I should say, Flying Floyd remarked, thoughtfully, as she finished. "This Indian-agent traitor-what did you say was bis name?" "Re d Lark-or Jackson Sterling." "I think I have heard D eadwood Dick's men men tion him, as being a second-class desperado. What was _your fathe r s name, miss?" "Cyril Waltonby. My name is Nolette Waltonby -a name given me by my r<> and not long ago at that. 1 won't be positive. but i am impressed with the Idea that there is a settle r in theMusquekang valley, by the name of Walton by." "Ah I then can it be that my tather has come back to the West?" the girl cried, a strong':> dark finsh mantling her brow. "Would to God 1 could find him, sir." "And, why? Y o u could do nothing with him, to prove yoursell his child." "Yes, I could. I have my mother's marriage-cer tificate from the chaplain at Fort Laramie. And even if I cannot get back Markeesa's money, I can accomr lish one remaining object of my life." hWha.U" "Revenge! Cyril Waltonby shall feel the hand of vengeance strike heavily upon hlm for the great wrong he has done." Yes, you have that satisfaction l eft, if you can effect no compromise. But, we will first see what day, and then attempt to leave this f>evil's dead-fall." Accordingly they spent the day in rest and conversat!on, and, when night fell, reoccupied their hard couches by the embers. Early the next morning they were astir, and equip ping themselves with torches, and roasted fish, they set out upon their venture f o r escape. On arriving at the out.let or water-tunnel, Flying Floyd took the lead, and they cautiously entered the passage, advancing ste:{> by step, and watching with sharp scrutiny the &de s above and aronnd them. The water splashed b eneath their steps, and pause d strange echoes to r e v 'erberate around them. For what seemed almost an interminablf' space of time they kept on, all the while gradually but sensi bly de8cending. But, at last, after several hours, they emerged in to a deei;>, rugged canyon, and Flying Floyd gave an ejaculation of surprise and joy. "Cheer up, Miss Nolie, f o r luck Is ours. J know just which way to turn now to take us out of the mountains. If we had horses to ride, we oould r each Deadwood Dick's stronghold in a con:{>le of hours. By foot, in about twice tha t l ength of time." Great was the sensation in Flood Bar I F a r and wid e was h eralde d the news that f o r the small sum of thirty cents, the h ead of D eadwood Dic k cculd b e see11-thirty cents only to view one of the greatest curiosities o f the Nineteenth age nt. And the general verdict rendered was that the head bad once stood upon the shoulders of Dead wood Dick. The proprietors of this novel enterprise were two sharpers who bad rece iv e d their initiation into the way of making money during the early days of Cali fornia 's harvest, and they took great pride in pre senting their prize for public in spection, although they were reticent as to llow the y came into posses sion of it. When Old Avalanche heard the news, a grim ex press ion came came over his features. u Don't b'lieve et,s D eadwood Dick no mor e 'n you or I am!" he said, to Jim B elmont, the Vir ginian. "Great ham-bone w'at abused ther constitoochin uv old Jonerl How d'ye suppose any fellrr human 'd ever f(it his bread-mlxers around ther h '&d sup porter o' Dickey I Lord. e f I wa r as sure o' etarnal salvation as I am thet Dick's at this very moment not fur off a hugely enj oying ther joke, 1 'd go an' insure my lire, swall cra dorg-button, an' make work fer thet Elijer Swain." "But you'll find you are mistake n when yon go and vi e w the head," said Miaco, who had already visited the show. "It looks just like Deadwood Dick s fotygraff, w'at they've got stuck up outer ther canvas." "Well, we can better tell whe n we look with our own C>yes," Belmont r e pli ed. "Come on, Avalanche, and we'll take a !!9nint at the elephant." "Grea t surreptJCious ham-bone, yes," the Annihilator replied, cheerily, although there was a lin gering of doubt in his mind and voic e-" we'll h e v ter go see ther sarcuss-'go t e r see the r anymals,' as ther pious folks allus say, when, ef ther truth war known, all they care about is seein' the rsarcus. But, talk about sarcusses-ye jest orter've srnn til e r Annihilation, when et war all togethe r. Royal .American ham-bone! b'ile d thunder an' conce n trated llghtnin' warn't skeercely nowhar. Ef et warn't fer ther hard times I'd bev a histr'y writ uv exploits o' we three-would, by gr'l By this tlme the two men w e r e at the "!lluseum." and, paying their f ee, the y entered tl:'.l Cl'o wc1oJ pavilion. As they did so, their hearing ; a s greeted on every side with the exclama.t!ons lrom many a lip.


,,,._ 18 Dead'.wooa Dicks Eag!ea; "Yes, et's a fair shake! Et's Deadwood Dick's head, sure enough." Avalanche and Belmont pressed forward. Th e head was inc lose d in a large glass globe, filled with brandy. and placed upon a pedestal, whe r e all co uld view it. It had b een cut off close to the neck's connection with the shoulde rs. and had a very lifellk e appearance. The face, with its clear, handsome features, high fore h ead, and l ong rave n hair, were all too nearly lik e t iose of the dashing highwayman for a doubt to b e given that this was not the head. "I cave!" Old Avalancln said, turning away with tears streaming down his face. "Et's my boy, Dickey, an' no mistake." CHAPTER X 11.ARDCHEEK THE TRUMP CARD. A No Avalanche, as we ll a.s the p eople, accepted of It as a verdict that D .iad wood Dick had played his last card, and t!Jat it was bis head whom the two California sharpers were exhibiting to hundreds of spectators daily. "I'm sorry f a r you, old man," said Jim B elmont, as he l e d o ld Alva back to camp. "No doubt ye thought a heap o' the r cuss. an' all that, but l s'pect e t aire a blessing te,r ther Black Hills the t he' out." "Great hifalutin' ham-bone that o ld J oner did hitalutel then ye ain't no pard o' the r great boreal eppydemic, ef the m air y r moalistic views o' the1 case. No, sir-eel Dickey war jest the very q 1intesse 1ce o' human natur'. e l ectrified by a dose o' cavortin' lightuin'. Game war he as ary young rooster th t evyer matche d spurs. an' e f ye couldn't lic:k a f lier-morta l yerse l f, b ecause yer j 'ints an' hlngs war l!'.ettin' old and rusty, Dick e y war the lad w'at could do the t same little job fer y e ." Y s, we'll admit that ue was good-hearted and gen rous in someways but h e was daring, impudent an d -ne rciless in others. 11 "No he warn't, no sich a thing!" the old man replied, dancing up and down indignantly. "I'll b e t m.v old j'int, Florence Corde li a r a:n goat ag'in' all ther govynorment bonds ye kin skeer up" The two m e n saunte r e d back toward camp. On their way they came face to face with Carlos Cambre. Jim B elmont had of course never see n the Spaniard to know him, but Avalanche had, and r e cognized him Immediately. "Hello I" he exclaimed, pointing his sharp little e y esstraight at the exlieutenant "Great h a m -bo n e w'at 'arthquaked the r system uv old Joner, et's that daste d garter-snake, Careless C ucumber." And the old man st j>Ped stock-still, blockading the path. Cambre li kew ise stopped, seeming equally surprised at the meeting. H e ll o you here, o ld rackabones!" h e saluted, with an attempt at pleasantry, although he illy could conceal his malignant hatred for the scout. "How did you happen up In this locality! I thought you were dead." "JJH ye 1 Great sanctified ham-bone I thet's nuth In'. Gude many's tho' t jest them same ijees, wi' out enny definite result. Feller once prayed f e r me an' sot out ter git tools ter dig my grave wi', but I warn't dead. Anothe r, once u_p in Montany, stole fifteen dollars u v an old lnjun Que e n jest f e r t e r git my obituary put inter ther condolence column uv ther H elena S!ar and 811-ipes. But I warn 't no more dead, then aire ther leetle insects which trail ther war-path over yer SCfllp. A f eller jest ther other day sot down ontflr my bread container, wi' ther intention o' r endering a verdict, but jest erbout that time ther jury bad a different ijeer o' ther ease. O b t no, Careless, ther great devastatin' eppydemic aira alive, an' as ready fer a skewrnp ae ev.ver et war.,, "Well, I can't sayaB it i s any pleasure tome to know it," Cambre replied, grimly. "You know I and you n eve r did have an over-stock of lov e fo r each other, old scurvy." ''No-leastwise, w e never Rncked each other's gers, wi' ther delusion thet thev war sugar-plumes, my honey-lipped g. Know'd a professional once't, who sucked ther d evi l blood oute n lnjun braves, an' squaws, an .mad e 'em peaceable an' serene a.s a. h oss-fly on top uv a speckle I toad; res. sir-ee, you bet! I beerd o' the chap, nn g iv e him jest ten dol lars ter cum an' extra et sumo' the t d ev ;/b lood oute n my to n g u e y an' pugilis ic old mother-in-law. But 'twar no use. H e broke his jaws therveryfu'st try, an' a hull Injun nation mourned his loss Nol no! don't yo' try t e r drink DickAy's bl oo d Careless Cu cumbe r or y e 'll git a dose o' phys i c w'at'll go thro u!\'h your systematic construction wuss'n l ead pills." "Well, mayb e I shall take your advice, Alva, and again, maybe I shall not. Anybow, m e should I ever get the drop upon you, for I love you just the same as eve r Adieu, old elk!" And the Sp!lniard stepped to one side, passed, and otalked on t oward Bast Flood Bar. Avalanche watche d him until he reached the bridge leading across to the shore; then hurried ou to inform Bel mont. A p erplexed expression mantled the Annihilator's face for h e was in one of the dee P,est puzzles of his life His eyes told him the exhibited head was that of Deadwood Dick, but his heart rebelled against such an ide a and here, too, was anothe r and n o less a man than Cambre, declaring that Dick still lived But sober thought had decided in all minds, except that of the old war-path veteran, that Dead wo6d Dick had at last come to the end of bis adventure some career. and that it was his head whic h the two California sharpers had swimming in their glass jar, in under the pavilion. One evening M essrs. Hallowton and Miles had a


Deadwood Dick's Eagles. 19 new 'star "upou their boards1 consequently a large crow d was attracted. The star was a champion ooxer, II professional, by the way, who had gained considerable f ame up at Hsyward City. He had there cleaned' out the town, and his arriva l i n Flood Bar might have been assurance that be was ready to measure str e ngth with the tie s o f that \)lace. But as be coul d dare n o one to box with lnm, h e pre posed another line o f sport. His name was Blue Bill and he invited the crowd outside. where from his improvised spring-board be astonishe d the na tives by some of bis remarkable feats in jumping. .Once be measmed a distance of thirty feet, ngain, thirtv. and a third time, thirtrihre e I "Thar [e aire, gentlemen I' cried this loug. latby lndividua as h e stood and gazed triumphantly around: I ain't no bettin' man, mrself, but I'll wager a gol d eagl e thar ain't a man m the crowd kin ekal rdy leapt" "Great illustrative ham-bone, thet clid olcl Joner tnstruct !" ejaculated Old Avalanche, who was one of the spectators. "I w i s h my binges warn't so clasted stiff and rusty, young feller, or I'd try y e a whfrl." Hurra! wake up. Do nry man want t e r leap wi' me!" sung Blue Bill, capering back, and snapping a jugg l e r's staff of golide, and watched Freel Feather come bounding forward; then, just as the youth bounded iuto mid-air, B lue Bill pulled a pistol from his belt ancl fir e d There followed a wild scream of a gony, and the striplin g tumbled to the ground, far short of his in tended goal-dead! The crowd stood at bay as it w ere; no one moved to avenge this heartless murde r. Not until Blue "Bill was about to move away, ancl then, '*ile a murmur o f inclignatiou r a n throug h the crowd, a. young mau sprung forward. "Hold. you assassin I" l. e cri e d. confrontin? tbe villain, his eye s flashing and his face flush e d. You a r e not to escape so easy." "Who are yet" growle d Blue Bill, partly raising bi s rf'volver. "I'll-" No, you won't!" cried the other, quickly knockingthe wea .no11 upward. "You have got to fight in a t:v l!, to pay fo r Fred Feather's lif e, o r my name isn't ttard Cheek, nor I don't deserve my reputation for being a Trump Card I" CHAPTER XI. THE ROAD-RIDER'S VIC'TORY-CAMBRE ACCUSES. "THREE squeals for Hard Cheek I" roared Old Avalanchetl1ree yoops fer the young irn resolution evinced on tbe part of Hard Chee k, and bitte r hatred on the part of Blue Bill The former at length spoke. "Drop your sbutin'-iron, !\Ir. Plue Billian !" be Raid, coolly and authoritative y. "We ain't a goin' f r ter decide the funeral in way. I have a i'Ood solid pair of knuckles. and rou have the @ame, whe r efore, we will use them, disclaiming the use o! mechanical d e Atb. Don't git skeered, now, sweet Billian for I haven't the l east idea but you ougbrto be able to polis'> me off in the most cientific man n e r y o u being an old hand at it. However. now's a good chance fer me ter learn, an ef y e do hit me Oii


J 20 Deadwood Dick' s Eagles. ther chee"1<, et's harder'n a brick, an' kin stand yer racketl" "Hurray! Great ham-bone w'at philosophized wi' old Jone .rl tbet's ther kind o' talk, me darling! make him b'lieve he kin lick ye, an' then let him be surprised w'en he a glimpse o' ther inaccessible banks ter Jorden,' said Avalanche. "Obi he'll llgh t, nev e r fear!" replied Hard Cheek, with a little laugh. He run, an' I'll soon fix him." -And so saying the Trump Card edged closer to the enraged boxer, with a tantalizing little laugh. He wisbtld to, little by little, arouse Blue Bill, as the matador arouses bis bull. And h e succeeaed ad mirably, for at last with a howl of rage, the professional boxe r sprung forward, his huge knotty fists doubled, and a glare of devilish hatre d in hi s eyes. Then commenced a battle-a hot contest with the only physical weapons God bestowed upon man; a desperate fiaht-for victory and vengeance. The crowd gazed breathlessly on. They admired this intrepid youth; to see him come off victorious was their stl'ongest wish. And from the way the battl started off it was pretty evident that their wish would be gratified. For Hard Ch0ek prove d himself a master of self defeuse. He planted bis blows with a decision and accuracy that told, every time. and by the time thirty rounds of blows had been struck, Blue Bill's face presented an appearance more r esembling a batte red piece of beefsteak than a human counte-nance. ;,,. "Quarter I" he cried, leaping back blood streaming out of his eyes and nostrils. "H'old on I I beg I" But in that same instant he had drawn a r e vol ver, and fired, with the muzzle turned toward Hard Cheek. But bis aim had been unsteady, and a bullet through his adversary's coat-sl eeve was the only result. No I not the only result for there was, the following moment, a sharp rinEi report, and Blue Bill dropped dead in his tracks, whil e a posse ot a.rmed borsemen dashed b o ldly up onto the Bar, with wild shrnts. "The road-agents I the road-agents are upon us I" cried the crowd, and instantly there was a scattering In every direction. It was indeed a portion of Deadwood Dick's strong band, who had boldly entered Flood Bar, with Fly ing Floyd at their head. And the Flood Bar-ites, who had no love for out lawsJ only retreated a short distance, then halted, and to edge, cat-like, toward the enemy. Of the road-agents there wue somewhere in the neighborhood of twoscore, all heavily armed of those" Ites" upon the Bar, probably four times that number, but very few of them "heeled. Near where lay the dead bodies of Blue Bill and Fred Feather, the road-agents drev rein, and stand ing up in his stirrups, Flying Floyd glanced over the 11ea of grim, bearded faces around and on every 11ide. "Me n of Flood Bar I" he cried, we do not come here to fi. gbt-neitber do we come to despoil you or yours. We come to view what is said to b e the head of our late commander, Deadwood Dick. I do not wish a disturbance, and if you create one the results be upon your own nead. Forward, boys." The word was obeyed, and in a body thfl band moved forward and stopped before the tent wherein the two Californians were exhibiting the head. One (,lf these sharpers was exhorting to a crowd as the road-agents came up, and it was to him Flying Floyd spoke. in his pleasant yet firm voice: Sir-exhibitor of the b ead of Dead wood Dick, we, his followers, have come to look upon his face, which you claim to have preserved life lik e and natural. You will confer a favor by brinl!'ing It out, where we can see it, and decide as to Its id entity." Reckon not, cap tin\\ I" replied the Californian, wit'.! a grim chuckle. 'It cnst thirty cents to see Reckon et would cost ubout twelve

I)eadwood Dick's Eagles. 21. he was accosted by an old man whom be bad sev eral times before noticed on the Ilar. An old man, with snow-white bair and beard, and a perceptible stoop in his shoulders, attired in rags, and leanini:r upon crutch and cane. And this was what he said: "Good-evening, my son. Could you do an old \nan a favor?" "A favor. is it?" said Hard Chee k, staring in snr "Well. it depends somewhat on what the favor is tv b e If ye war t e r ask me to put a t e lefone-roof over sum loafer's eye, or speak wi' my re\'olver phonographkally inter another g-aloot 's ear, I might, perh .. ps, oblige you. But, ef ye war wantin' meter vote for you for President, or ter l end ye a milyun ter b'ild an elevated railroad wi', I don't judge ye've tackl e d the wrong man, nor tber right, either. I'm bu'sted, by thunder!" "Ahi but the latter is a lso my case. I am sorely In need of money. I mut have money!" "Yas, I presume so; but thet don't say I'm yer ba.nk to draw on. Who are you?" "I am-Car/()s Oambie, in disguise!" replied the man, in a whisper. . "Obi you are. eh?" Hard Cheek replied, eymg llfr. Cambre speculatively. Why the disgmse?" "Because I did not wish you to recognize me, and could be gleaned from the Deadwood papers. which were brought in on tlurstages. This Mmtr's Pro(lrlBIJ conside red itself an enterprise of much importance; bad its staff of reporters, who furnished accUTate and vivid" descriptions of every street-fight, brawl, or wholesale slaughter, and having a large sale twenty-five cents apiece, it managej to exist as a news,.aper. On the morning of the day, in the evening of whicll Hard Cheek encountered Carlos Cambre at the Inter-Ocean, the Miner's Pi e gr e s s contained the fol lowing item: "RoAn-AGENTRY. A new star is said to have dawn. eel upon the horizon, to replace notorious Diek, whose head stilJ continues to attract attentioa at the museum. This time it isa woman, who is said to have one time been Deadwood Dick's wife, al tbough they 1'ave not been living together for some time past. This female robbe r is beautiful, r efi n ed, and well educated. but a very devil-cat of recklessn ess. She is at the head of Dick's old band, and sweam to spare no pain s to r eap a harvest of vengeance upon her enemies. of whom she bas a num ber. So ye enemies of De adwood Dick, look out lest ye be stung by this female serpent of the Black Hills." get the dwp on me." The cries of Carlos Cambre through the Inter" Ob1 you didn't? See h re, ain't you off the Ocean saloon, of course created considerable excitetraek!' ment, for almost anywhere in the Black Hills, the "Nol Why do you ask?" name of Deadwood Dick was an omen of ill to come_ "Because it kinde r 'pears ter me as how you're The crowd quickly approached; all games were for mi3taken in tber chap ye're talkin' to. Greet Cresarl the time suspended, and a murmur of wonder and Bet my life you've been drinking." excitement ran riot generally. "No I haven't Nary a drink for a week. But ''Where is be?-where is Deadwood Dick, you gaClrnnk or no drunk, you are Deadwood loot?" 8houted Joe Hallowton. one of the proprie-"The deYi y o u say!" tors. RS b e elbow.,d bis way forward. ''Show me the "No eimp r Deadwood Diek. I know you, for all road-agent cuss." ' Our altered appearance. You can't make the Red .. Deadwood Dick's dead, Jong agP;" shouted the Hot Harris business work an,Y long er." crowd. Hard Cheek calmly lit a cigar, as he gazed at the "Go t bis head cut off mit his neek I" uear her0.?" was l11s next "Died frurn a cnt in his tbrut !" 'I ,. "Got his head on exhibition, over yere in tber \.bougbtful question. museum." "Nottbatlknowof. Why?" 'Too thin! Dick's speeritaireroamin' wi' angel "Wbv, I didn't know b L t you bad just escaped." Gabriel, long ago." "l'ali! Deadwocd Dick, b:>hl Don't try to stuff And a dozen other exclamations of a correspondne, for I won't h old another mite. What I want in>< nature. Is money and if you give it to me, I'll let you go ""bar io this man?" repeated Hallowton, draw on your' own book; otherwise, I shall introduce ing a rernlve r which carried a fifty cartridge,, '.I you to these gentlemen of Flood Bar, who love you want t e r ree him an' play Fourth o' July w1 hlS so well." roval ribs "You don't say so!" ''Here! here be i'J" shouted baPk Carlos Cambre, "Yes, Icl o. and tbenextactuponyourpngramme pointing accusingly toward Hard will be aerial su"pension by the windpipe." "There's your man. w1' bis busute possesszons "Well. now you d o bit me precisely Hard Cheek shaved off, and bis handle changed to Hard Cheek_ said with enthusiasm. I n ever trie/J hanging yet, Thar's your huckleberry, an' I'll bet my duei..ts th& and 'irou l

D eadwood Dick's EaglP/ Cheek ain't Deadwood Dick no more'n old Sittin' Bull aire Presydent Hayes!" "Great ham-bone, no I" pnt in Old Avnlancbe, just at tbis moment coming np. "Deadwood Dick aire up on the shores o' Jordan. panoin' out gol de n wings fer ther use o' angels. Just got a phonograffic tde gram frum him. Hey, Cheeky, my fragrant poppy. war thv tryiu' ter make ye out a cavortin', buckiu' road-rider?'' "Well. yes, it kinder lobks sol" the Trnmp Card r eplied, with a smil e. "Shouldn't wonder if they'd succee d @tl, ef ther argyment had cum from any one but this "'aloot," with a wry g lance nt Cambre. \\'ha, 6e einz that d efeat was his, had turned, and w l.S stalkin g awav. An l fr >m t!IencA on, Hard Cheek was a citilen amonr citizens, and all thoughts of his being D ead 1vood Die Ir were di>sipated. Cambre, however. imng )ika a shadow upon hi trail, and could not be' lla;en off. Evil was tnere in the Spaniard's bear', which needs must be let out. lid was a t the hotel upon tlJ J eastern bank, and Ejith S to ne. the girl.fiend w' /> was his evil-genius, lhed with him. S t-e rarel."" eve r came forth, and when she diJ it was oolv to '.ike a mom Jng gallop for the bene fit of her heo;,1th, which was J:aphlly declininz. 'fhe night of C.>mlJre's cl0feat, .e returned to their suit of rooms, i.n a very ul>l,I' t o...,per Edith was evidently va1 n, for him, for she glided forward fro n a dark " :toer-a wil l, unear1 hily gleam in her duskv eyes. .She tad grown str:tn'Tel.v pale and thin and less petty than in the tlays whadwood Dick vou dedl, day ,,,ill come when it shall be in my pow er to rl::'a I !in.rd heart as you rent mine." "Yes. tll're is at least one cbanc, left for ven geance, even if nick is not a li ve Through his wife we can strike him a blow. So take comfort, and while we are for our opportuuity to nab Le one we will als) keep a vigilant eye upon the move ments of Hard Cheek." __ The retrea t of D eacl woocl Dick's men wa.. in a little valley-pocket, some twelve miles northwest of F!o,iil B:tr. fn th pocket, which bad but one means oi access. through a.-.nar1ow gap or natural fissure, the out!aw-hunters had !milt tbe m a villa<;e, consist ing of perhaps a score of cabin-dwe11ing-s" a gPneral storf> house. an her father for tbs li eutenant was r eally in 1-".lve with t'1e be:iuty1 and hs kn e w t!1at the case was not urgent. Am.l i& wl.S she who was spealdnz. 'I prevail upf)n 1\Ir. Floyd to take n1" to rny fathar's bom(., so tllat I may see h'm olcl keesa taught me to hate. If I c'ln intluce him to give me back the stolen wealth which rig'1tf ull y b e l o ngs to me, I will then return h ere and stay as long as ? on willpermit Which will b e as long ns you choose to stay, sweet sister," Leon e r eplied, "for y o ur company is n. comfort to me. Nou e of tho other w0111en are so near to my nature as you, and I shall C \ 'CI" wi "'h to have you near me. But, I fear tbnt will not be Ion'>, for if my !'yes are not telling me wrorn::. there 1s who soon will chim a lar1'e r share in your 1 JVe than I shall dare to hope for; anti foere the lucky one comes. now," s,e addej, pointing up to ward the gap, from wl.Jich n horseman was just en tering the poc', a lmnte l outc' nnd I don't 1h1nk I shall eve r regret it. Fort hou;?"h they t.cll mo he is dead, I shall never cease to love bis memory."


Deadwood Dick's Eagles 28 ---------B y t h i s t;m e F 1 y iu g l'loyd bad 1idd e n up and di s mounted "Back my l a dy," he c ri ed, ':"ayJy, d o ffii r.g bis to Leone, and t h e n to None. 'Have I n o t ll>een speedy?" H Yes, lieutenant ; in fact you never seem t o i dl e u .way you r t ime. Ho.w a.r e thi ngs in F lood B a r?". Livel y, and g rowmg mor e so each day. I tbmk time this section of the hl ll s i s d e s t ined t o l a y l!ead woorl and Custer in the shade." "Indeed? Did you !war anything concernin g Di v-iFjons Three, Four, F ive, and S i x?" Yes. They a r e a ll working w e ll and the peopl e a r e just beginning to realize their wor th. Last week Di vis i on Four captured tbe whol e of Outla w Tom's gang, and delivered them up into the keeping of tbe militar y at Reno. And see the affai r was credited, by the Deadwood Nonef1', as one cf t h e good deeds (}f Dead\vood D ick's men." "Ah I that is l?COd. What are ther e of ;i>our getting at Big John n .nd his gang?" "O!J we shall fetch them by and by. I have inthe matter to my snb-aid1s keep ing. hDid you find cut uny1bing-concerning the enand \ tpon which I s ent yon?" Leone asked, gazing lbonghtfull y away. "Yes, my lady. Carlos Cmnhre and the woman, Starn, n1e bo:h in Flootl Dar. rnrl lbat they 1111-an to strike at your life upon tLe fin:; opportu11itr I a 11 certa.ll!." Probably, if tliPy know where I am." Oh! they do. for the 11oanss has announced that ,-a u with us.'1 "Well. we can that pair included as rufll&ns, and I giv.e it as my order that you hang the m 1 1 p. the very first time you mee t them. If I 1111 et I hem, I shall shoot them as I would an offend ing 1'rolf-for else ore tbfy than human wolves? ))id vou learn nnything of Hawk Harrington?" "No more than that ho is iu Flood Bar-waiting tor also, without doubt." "Yes, and for him I have a bullet l aid up. Poor she, who was a prisoner with me, under Hawk Harrington's power! I wonder whether or not she i:; alhe?1 "Probably alive, but hiding. Now, l\Iiss Nolie. if \'OU are rPady, and I think rou are, I will order l .nothcr horse, and we will rij0 down intq the rr1usc 1 u eKang v alley and inte rvie-.v this rascalJv parent of ) '.ours. I think I can talk turkey to CHAPTER xnr. b.UR IED TREASURE-HOSTILITil\:S AG.\INST BARRINGTON. WALTO}r."DY, the MusquPkang valley farmel', and his da.11ghter were returning to thei r home through tbe gloamit'g of the night following the lleutenant's return from Flood Har to Deatlwco d Dick's village. They bad b0en to an intermedial e stage stat.ion, a few 1nil < s to the eastwbrd of l heir residence, whe re business ha( l kept 1 he farme r until late. But, mounted upon swift, r eliabl e steeds, they bad no fears but the y could r ,ac h their home in safety. The road or trail lay through the hottom of the valley which was matle tl by a dense. ;'rowth of young trC'es, and consequently it grew clnrk within this for,s t, ere it "as really dark outside upon tbe dear land. "Go J an:;:, Sula!" ch;r1,ed the farmer as h e nr!\'ed "long 1 i ; 1101se. I don't like to b e out late of nights. any more, for my recent illness and the fact e>f Dealt IVOOd Dick's robbers \Jein g around, makes 1ue nervous." "But, papa. you do not think they are here in our 'lalley, do you?" quef:ltionC'd Ida., in a1arn1. "There is no telling where t bey may not be,

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