Beadle's Half Dime Library (no. 549) (1888 01 31)
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YuNTa EDITION, a a ee er f 4 mY >, ft N SELLE Gz oO i \ ‘ ¢ s . - QY ‘ MEM) WEA WR ge SION : Gof, atl a i a tt a a nS il NS . Sy Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., at Second Class Mail Rates. a lal | i { Copyright, 1898, by BEADLE AND ADAMS, Jannary 31, 1888, poe 2am SR SSeS SN ES =. = aeRO 2 oS a a — PR — SS | a $2.50 PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS, Price, T Vol, XXIL a Year. No. 98 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK. 5 Cents. N 0. 549, s ames ermine - eae cdpaendldeippemtagbemabinerm Serer | Pie ee a fA DEADWOOD DICK OX * HIS METTLE BY EDWARD L. WHEELER, AUTHOR OF “DEADWOOD piIcK” NOVERR, “ROSEBUD ROB” NOVELS, ETC, ETG CHAPTER I. aq THE PASSENGER THAT DID RIDE. __ <P adh TELL yer, I don’t b’lieve no sech a thin a. “Why not?” . = “"Ca’se thar hain’t been a report of a rot. BEADWOOD DICK AND SHERIFF SHORTSLEEVES MADE THEIR APPEARANCE ON THE ROOF agent in the vicinity of Gunnison, in yearg QF THE VERANDA WHICH THEY HAD DETECTED THE WOULD-BE ASSASSIN WW ; Pve lived thar since the town was furst starte@, THE AOf @F CAIMBING. BUT THEY WERE TOO LATE, and | reckon | know whereof I speak!” * \ r ‘ ¢ aS . Pd
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son musk, not over four miles other side 0’ heeur, aud was forced to give up every red in | soy possession. An’ now I want 2 passage to | Gunnison, When we get thar, I’ve sot some valuables [can put up, and pry you off squar’, for the accommodation!” ‘*Nary time! Nobody rides on this hearse, Ycept they forks over the collateral beforehand, That aire thing is played, sure’s my name is Sol Slater!” ** But, man, I must go! and death!” ‘**Can’t help it if it’s the matter of a dozen lives an’ deaths!” was the blunt reply. ‘* Yer can’t teavel on this stage unless ye plank down the fare inadvance. So that settles it!” _ The scene was one peculiar to the western mining regions. A mountain stage driven by an old Jehu named Sol Slater, and bound for the po yular mining city of Gunnison, Colorado, bad alted at a small camp, twenty miles from Gun- nison, to obtain a*relay of horses before proceed- ing further on the journey? ft was while the horses were being changed that the foregoing conversation took place be- tween the driver of the coach, and a man who, as will be noted, had asked for a free passage on to Gunnison. ’ His plea for making this solicitation, was, that earlier in the day, and but a few miles from: the relay station, he had encountered a road-ngent, who wore a crimson cowl, and who had forced him not only to hand over his money but to give up his horse; hence his desire to reach Gunvison by stage. Sol Slater was a gruff and unaccommodating veteran of the “‘ ribbons,” and had promptly re- fused the desired ride, The applicant was a rough-dressed man, with a heavily bearded face, whose expression was honest. He carried a pick and was evidently a miner, in hard Juck. Within the coach were three passengers. One was a‘ well-clressed, intelligent looking man, ef some five-and-forty years—a person whose well-preserved face, hair and beard de- noted that his pa h through life had not been obstructed with very many thorns. Person Number 2. was a maiden of some eighteew years, and very pretty both of face and figure. She possessed a fair, creamy com- plexion, with perfectly chiseled features, spark- ling brown eyes, and soft sunny hair, She, too, was well dressed, and appeared to be traveling with the elderly gentleman, last before men- tioned. Tho third occupant of the coach, was a good, appearing fellow, and probably yet young in the twenties. He possessed a rather handsome face of the bold and manly type, lit up bya pair of keen, brown eyes, that seemed capable of reading a person through and through. His lip wa. ornamented with a graceful mustache, wits his hair, worn long, fell in ripples over his shoulders His attire was rather on the sportish order, for he wore a pair of white duck pantaloons, thrust in a pair of patent-leather top-boots, also a white flannel shirt, open at the throat. Over the shirt was a loose velvet jacket, ornamented with buttons made out of five dollar gold-pieces, whilé upon bis head was a snowy white som- | brero, pinned up on one side with a pure white diamond, A heavy-linked gold chain passed around his neck, and communicated with a watch-pocket at the waist, whiloa magnificent solitaire dia- mond ring gleamed upon one finger. Ali in all he was rather a remarkable looking personage, but, unlike most Western sports, he wore no weapons exposed to view. It was evident, too,.that he was unacq with the other two parties, who occupied ppponitcater: but the windows in the doors of the coach being open, he appeared to take a live- ly interest in the conversation that passed be- tween Sol Slater and the pilgrim applicané for a free ride to Gunnison. it was the same with the pretty occupant of the seat just opposite the sport, for she turned as to the elderly gent, who sat beside It’s a matter 0’ life r. ** Papa, why don’t you help the poor man to a tide?” she demanded, “You'll Sever miss the cost and it’s a shame he should walk from here to Gunnison!” - "No one knows who he is, or anything about him,” was the quiet rejoinder, ‘‘ With the driver, seriously doubt his story about road-agents, m7 cear!’: "%3nt, papa, he’s bonest-looking, and I feel | ter, ‘¢ Never mind, Mora,” was the reply, ‘‘ You are not in position to be as good a judge of char- acter asl ‘am, and, candidly, I don’t like the looks of the man. We have’ too much at stake to mix up with strangers!” This with a casual glance at the sport. Although he was looking out of the window, the sport evidentiy knew the hint was meant as much for him as the party outside. for he bit his lip, and a flushed spot appeared in either cheek, The words of Mora’s parent seemed also to stir bim to action, for he immediately opened the door of the coach and stepped outside. “ Hello!” he said, facing Slater, ‘* What's the reasoi you won't allow this man to ride to Gun- nison?” “*Cuuse I won't,” was the dogged answer, | ‘‘He hain’t got no money ter pay his fare, an’ he can’t travel on this hearse!” “But, be reasonable, man. He promises to settle with you as svon as he reaches Gunnison!” ‘* Promises be danged! I don’t do no bizness on credit fer nobody!” ‘“ Very well; if that’s the sort ofa man you are, I'll pay the man’s fare, myself, What's the passage?” ‘* Not a darned red! That feller can’t ride!” ‘*Can’t, eh?” And a peculiar glitter entered the sport’s keen eyes, : “No! he can’t, an’ that settles it!” ‘Why can’t be?” ‘““*Canse P’ve said et, an’ you heard the blast 0’ my bugle!” Jest'so. Now, look here, you miserable cuss, you bave showed the meanness of your nature quite far enough, and I want to impress upon your withered mind one important fact, namely: If this man don’t ride in this coach to Gunnison, you don’t drive the coach to Gunnison!” ‘*T don’t hey?” ‘* Nary drive!” ‘An’ who’s goin’ to prevent me, I wanter know?” Slater retorted, aggressively. ‘* A feller just my size and picture gallery” the sport replie’. ‘*Unless this stranger goes | along as a passenger, this stage don’t leave here to-night, an’, when it does go, you won’t occupy the box!” * Who will?” h CT willl” «© What ll I be doin’ all this time, cuss ye?” “Youll be sleepin’ your last sleep, over in under the pines yorfder!” ‘Oh! so you'd kill me, hey?” ; “« As quick as scat, if you try any monkey busi- ness with me!” tas igh Slater uttered a savage growl, and reached for his revolver, but, before he could draw it, the sport had him covered with as fine a six as one could wish to gaze upon—a self-cocker, too. Slater was an arrant coward, when the test came. ‘Stop! don’t shoot!” he cried, throwing up his hands, ‘‘I cave, so get inter the hearse, and we'll be movin’. But, before we start, who the thunder are you?” ‘“My name is Richard Bristol, but I am per- haps best known as Deadwood Dick, Junior!” was the reply, at which the pilgrim stranger started, visibly. Dick did not notice it, however; so he and the man with the pick got aboard, Slater mounted the box, cracked the whip, and the stage rolled away toward Gunnison. CHAPTER II. ' QGAPT. CRIMSON COWL, Art the time the stage loft the station, the day was fast waning, and would give way to icht as soon as the lower ravines were reached. When Dick and the man whom he had be- friended entered the coach, they sat side by side, and the stranger said: | ; “« My friend, I’ve got much ter thank ye fer, ‘cause ef it hadn’t bin for you, I allow I wouldn’t hev got a ride at all, an’ would hev had to fut it allthe way. I kin thank ye, an’ that’s ali I kin do, at present!” **No more is required!” Dick replied. ‘‘ I un- derstood you was broke, and made up my mind if you wanted a lift as faras Gunnison you should have it, regardless of the driver!” r “Thank ye ag’in. You're about the pluckiest man I’ve seen in a long while, an’ you bet I’m one as cottons to a game man, every day in ther week, When thet ar road-agent s’prised me I wish you'd ’a’ been thar!” ‘‘T should have been very much pleased to have been present!” Dick declared. . special antipathy for the light-finge: nity, and if this particular gent you have ref. “T have a | none ou @ frater- ) death to ali of you, erence to should chance to come within my reach, [ll endeavor to make it interesting tor him!” “ You may strike the chance!” the other said “ for when | was in Gunnison, the other day, t heard that he had committed depredations, quite close in that vicinity.” ‘In that event | may take it upon myself te look him up!” Dick observed, ©‘1’m_ pretty handy at that sort of business.” “Yes, sol understand,’ was the reply. have frequently heard of you, but, I never sus- pected who ye was, ontil ye give yer handle, I’ve heerd o’ Deadwood Dick more times than I’ve got fingers an’ toes.” ‘* Ah, is that so? I did not suppose I was so well known in Colorado, By the way, what is your bandle, pardner?” J * Jack Myers ” “Well, Mr. Myers, what sort of a looking man was this road-agen oy “T can’t perzactly tell you how he looked in the face, fer it was covered with a red mask, and all his Other togs were dyed crimson red, as was tne trappings of his hoss. They told me at Gunnison the other day, afore I started out on the last prospectin’ trip, that he was known as Captain Crimson Cowl, and warned me to iook out for bim. But, lordy! I never expected to run across the cuss.” ‘ Does he run on his own hook and alone?” ‘* Yas, so far as I know.” ‘Did you Jose much?” ““Yas, a considerable, fer me. He rid-onto me when I least expected it, an’ ordere@ me to throw up my hands, an’ as he had the drop on me you kin bet I did it, mighty quick; then be dismounted, made me dismount, an went through me, taking we dollars, my watch, compass, revolvers, and bowie-knife. Then he remounted, grabbed my horse by the bits, an’ galloped away, leaving me to hoof it to the re- lay station.” ‘How long was this before the stage came along?” ‘“ About two hours. He come the same way we're goin’ now, an’ must bev rid right by ther station, et strikes me.” ‘Ts there no clerk at the station?” “No one but an Injun what takes keer >’ the hosses.” \ Conversation then lagged for awhile, uotil Myers finally broke the silence, just at early dusk, “Tsay, friend. I've got to geta pair of pops when [ get to Gunnison, and I noticed you hada daisy. Got any objections to a feller’s lookin’ at et?” “Certainly not,” and Dick banded him the handsome weapon, of which ne had good reason to be proud, for it was a magnificent, gold-. mounted affair. a ‘By gosh! that’s a beauty!” Myers declared. — “‘ Self-cocker, too, eh?” “c Yes.” “* How much for it?” ‘“‘ Something over two hundred.” ‘* Want to sell it?” “ Not 1.” : : ** But you’ve another, and I'll give you twice two hundred.” ‘1 don’t care to sell.” But, you got to shell!” Myers cried, leaping: suddenly to bis feet. ‘I’ve got you all covered, and the first one that attempts to draw a wea- pon, dies on the spot. Up with your dukes, all of you, instanter!” : here was no mistaking the intense meaning of that order. It meant business in the fullest sense, and all hands went up promptly. “Quite right,” the road-agent said. ‘ A sus- picious movement signifies death. {f want first your weapons, then your money. If you offer the least resistance th have your lives, So act promptly.” : He turned to Deadwood Dick, first, and, witb revolver ready for instant use, searched him, Unfortunately Richard weapon, or he would have ta! ee it. b he searc’ goodly sum of money, Dick’s watch and his monds. " The daring scoundrel then turned to theelder-. en the chances of ly man, but never failing to keep an eye on the ny sport. ¥ ‘‘] want your valuables, too—everything, or TU mores vour daughter, Giv. me the fifteen thousand dollars, in the belt about your waist, and hesitate, at your peril!” « But, I—1—" Saete the elderly man. _ - “ Come!” ordered the road-agent, ‘“‘ £ kno of you are armed, and resistance means This nicer ad but the one resulted in the robber’s obtaining a a i | aa | |
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es maemo Sree _ Capt. Crimson Cowl. before you can lay a hand on me. If you don’t believe it, hesitate a moment longer!” The elderly gentleman unloosened a belt which he had worn about bis waist, in under the vest, and gave it to the brigand, ** Thanks!” the villain said, with mock polite- ness, ‘‘ lam aware that you have more money than this, James Monte, but this will do for the present. I may have occasion to draw on you again, at some future time. So tendering you all the kindest regards of Captain Crimson Cowl, I will bid you—Au revoir!” Keeping the victims covered, he backed to the door, opened it, and bounding out, disappeared in the darkness, And the coach rolled clumsily on, Deadwood Dick was tempted to leap out, and follow the audacious scoundrel, but realizing ‘that he was disarmed, he concluded that it would be inadvisable to do so, Clearly, Captain Crimson Cowl was up to his standard, and prepared for all emergencies. pe ) For some time, not a word was spoken within i the coach; then Monte said, evidently to his daughter: , ‘Yes! Iseeitall. It was a boldly planned robbery, and I am out fifteen thousand dollars, besides the papers which are worth double that amount. But, wait! asclever as the job was done, I will show ’em a trick worth ten of that!” The lone eyeing il seated on the opposite side understood what Monte’s words meant, but said nothing. He knew that Monte meant to charge him with conspiracy in the daring robbery, and he set his teeth firmly together, while his eyes gleamed dangerously! He realized that he had been taken in and done for, in the fullest sense, at not only his own large expense, but Monte’s also, and he inward- ly vowed to right the wrong. The stage tore on through the night, but when , «at the darkest hour before the dawn, it rolled up before the principal hotel in Gunnison, and Monte and daughter alighted, and signaled an officer, the officer failed to find Richard of Deadwood an inmate of the ‘‘ hearse.” Where was he? ——s + 7 CHAPTER ITI. FITZ PERCY. THERE are plenty of larger townsin Colorado, 2nd those that do a larger general business than Gunnison; but, though possessing only a few _ thousand inhabitants, the town, with its pictur- esque location, and its thriving mining resour- ees, stands dear to the heart of the average y We-tern sporting man, and to the sight-seeing i tourist. An odor of the California days of nay 449-53 clings about the place, which renders it deor to the ‘old vet,” and attracts the admira- tion of the tenderfoot. , . It is not a “fast,” ora ss town, yet. ; so he is plenty of amusement for those in search of it. When James Monte and daughter arrived in the city, and narrated the circumstances of the daring stage robbery—something that had not aguered for many a month—there was a sensa- on. : Monte was one of the substantia! business men of the pace, although, having acquired a com- fortable fortune, he had virtually retired from active business life, intrusting bis mining and other operations to the superintendency of his eens future son-in-law, Mr. Halburton Hayden, as fine and exemplary a young man as ‘the town could boast. The history of the family of James Monte was somewhat peculiar. In his earlier years he had married a woman of Franco-American descent, named Felice Baudet; but the match was not a - nappy one. although busband and wife continued to live together up to within a year of our story, when a formal separation took place. ; ‘The result of the union had been two daugh- ters, twins at that, and as unlike as could well be imagined, one being a decided brunette, while _. the other was a blonde, 4 Soe were named, respectively, Belle and * ra, oO When Felice left ber busband and moved into a cottage, where she su d herself by her needle, with which she was skilled, she took Belle with her, while Mora remained behind as her father’s ho: ; rls, after their peculiar ; eee bot lly ed _ type of beauty, and both were libera u- ‘cated. ‘Buy, eee ‘the separation of ities _ and wife, if the sisters met each other on the street, they passed each other by without speak- a an aot woes Belle was eminétitly her mother’s child, while Mora clung to the father's side. The public never knew the cause of the separa- tion, and for a time it created an immense amount of gossip, which finally, however, died out, and the matter became a thing of the past. erty of introducing myself. 1 am Festus Fitz Percy, doncherknow?” ‘““No, I can't say that I know anything about it!” Monte replied, bluntly. ‘* What's your business here, sir?’ **My deah boy, I am a detective, doncher- As stated, the stage robbery by Captain | know, and hearing you wanted to employ a Crimson Cowl threw all Gunnison into a fever | good man of that pwofession, it occurred to me of excitement. thing of the kind had occurred anywhere in the vicinity; hence the consternation and astonish- ment, What did it~ mean or portend? Were the stage-trails once more to be haunted by law- less and law-defying marauders, as in days gone by? It would seem so; and men with fat wallets involuntarily clapped their hands upon them, and kept a suspicious eye on whoever might chance to be near them. As soon as convenient, after reaching Gunni- son, Monte bad the following reward notices printed and conspicuously posted: “FiVE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD! “The above sum will be paid by me for the cap- ture of a road-agent |'nown as Capt. Crimson Cowl, who. on the 10th inst., boarded the inc-ming Gunni- son-Riota stage, and robbed me of a large sum of money. ** Also, a like reward for the arrest of, his pal, known as Deadwood Dick, Junior. “Jas. Monte.” Of course, this notice only served to stimulate the excitement, and not a few of the bolder spirits, who bad nothing else in particular to do, organized into parties, and, taking to the surrounding country, made careful search for time, all returned, unsuccessful, tired out and thoroughly disgusted. About ten days after the stage-robbery, Monte received the following by mail: **GunnIsON, June 20th, 188-. “Mr. JAMES Monte:— “My Dar Sr :—It is simply no use for you to advertise for my capture, as there are not peorle enough in Gunnison to take me}; therefore, you might as well tear down the reward notices and use them for kindli g. **Those papers you so kindly handed over to me are not avsilable, and as Lobserve that you are a regular visitor at the post-office, I kave left them there for you. “For this kindness on my part, you ought to re- ward me handsomely; but cf course will not do so. Very likely I will get a whack at you again, some day. Ta-ta! * Yours truly, Capt. Crmson Cow.” Although enraged at the audacity of the let- ter, Monte hastened to the post-office, and, sure enough, a package containing the documents he had been robbed of awaited his call. Although the papers were of great importance to him, they were of no value to the road-agent, hence, probably, the reason of their return. When the speculator returned to his house, a caller awaited him in the parlor. ae visitor was a typical specimen of the ude, He was fastidiously dressed in a suit of ex- pensive clothing, that fitted him “‘ like the paper on the wall,” the pants, in particular, giving to his lower extremities somewhat of an elongated and attenuated appearance. , His feet were \graced with patent-leather shoes, and the stand-up collar he wore crowded so close up under his chin that it was with diffi- culty he could turn his head. In one band he carried a white plug hat, while in the other he grasped a gold-headed cane. As for his face, it was smoothly shaven, with a sickly pair of tow-colored Burnside whiskers, and his* complexion was rather cadaverous, al- though his features were full and round. His eyes were partly obscured from view by a pair of eye-glasses, and his hair was parted in the middle, : __ Altogether, he was a pronounced specimen of the genus dude, He arose with a profound bow, as James Monte entered the room. ‘“* Aw! you will excuse me!” he said, “ hut have I the honaw of meeting Mr. James Monte, the very clevaw retired speculataw?” “Yes, ’m Jim Monte!” was the reply, for Monte had very little respect for anything that was dudish. ; ‘* Aw! yes, I_weal’y thought I conld not be mistaken, and I assuah you, my deab boy, that I am perfwectly delighted to know you. As — probably have never had the honaw of owing me, donchersee, I will take the lwib- It had been months since any- | it would be a weal’y excellent idea to come and put in an application!” ‘* You a detective?” James Monte ejaculated, incredulously. ‘**Aw! yaws! I have served a number of years on the force, and have been weal’y won- derfully successful, you know—yaws! in fact, phenominally so!” “ Well, sir, what is all thisto me? What ever put it into your head that I was in need of the services of a detective?” ‘*But you were robbed, doncherknow, and I weal’y snpposed you would like to catch the wobber, or at least employ some one to do it for you?” ' “IT do not propose to employ a detective at all!” Monte declared. ‘‘If the reward I have offered is not sufficient stimulus to secure Crim- son Cowl’s capture, I shall make no further move in the matter!” “Aw! just so!” Fitz Percy said, rising. ** Ox course that is for you to say, of course: but, naturally, one would believe that you would be more solicitous of recovering a large sum of money. Weal’y, I trust you will pardon me for offering my services where they are not wanted?” : And putting on his bat the caller left the house—and also left a troubled expression upon L Ul | the face of James Monte. the daring Crimson Cowl; but, within a week’s | ‘““T don’t understand this!” he muttered. “This fellow is no detective, and that was not his object in coming here. Of that fam well satisfied. The question is, who and what is he?” While, when outside the speculator’s house, Mr. Festus Fitz Percy soliloquized: “Kind of singular! There is something in this, I can’t understand. He didn’t seem overly anxious to recover this money, it rather strikes me!” CHAPTER IV. A CLEW, One of the most noted gambling-houses in Gunnison, at the time of which we write, was known as the Silver Grill. Whence it derived its peculiar name, we shall not undertake to ex- plain; but, such was the name, and the place was run by a thoroughbred sport, recognized as Fighting Fargo, though it is pretty safe to say that no one knew exactly what his real name was, The Silver Grill was a well-fitted up and richly-furnished apartment, and was patronized by the best as well as the worst sporting element of the town. The games were numerous and varied, and in addition, there was an elegant bar to supply the wants of the thirsty. After leaving the residence of James Monte, ae made his way leisurely to the Silver rill. ‘“This dude racket didn’t work worth a cent!” he muttered, with an air of dissatisfaction, ‘*and it’s evident I shall have to adopt another dis- guise, or else come out in my true character. That won't do either, for the five hundred dol- lars for my capture would speedily make me a target for some one’s builet, sure’s my name is Deadwood Dick. “ Another thing that puzzles me is about this Monte. He don’t want to employ a detective, Why not? One would suppose he would be eager to do anything to recover his property, But, barring the notices he has caused to be put up, he don’t appear to care a straw whether he ets his money back or not. I can’t quite un- Seeutndd what it means, blame me, if I can!” Entering the Silver Grill, Deadwood Dick— for the dude was none other than the incom- parable detective in a new guise—saunte about among the tables for awhile, pausing now and then at.one where a game of more than usual magnitude was going on. He haa only been in the town a short time, and, although he bad lost heavily by the stage robbery, Crimson Cowl had missed something like two hundred dollars in his search of the de- tective’s person, With this amount Dick had been able to tog himself out in his dude disguise, and it now was his intention to replenish bis depleted wallet by venturing in some of the es; but after wan- dering about among the tables and seeingne
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4 ‘ opportunity for taking a hand, he concluded to wait until evening before he tried his luck. Proceeding to his hotel, he accomplished a complete transformation, so as to look exactly as on the night of the stage robbery, for he had definitely decided on a bold step—that of defying James Montes reward offers. “Por!” argued Dick, ‘‘nobody in Gunnison knows me, unless it is Monte, his daughter, and the stage-iriver, and if 1 watch out sharp, Iam not very likely to run against any of them very soon. If I do, they’ll not be able to prove that I am in any way connected with Captain Crimson Cowl. Ill take my chances, anyhow, rather than skulk around in disguise.” After supper, at the hotel, he once more sought the Silver Grill, where, as in the afternoon, he found everything in full blast, and seating him- self at an unoccupied table, and lighting a cigar, he settled bavk to enjoy a good smoke. He had been seated but a few minutes, how- ever, when another person came along and took aseat at the same table—not a man, but a de- cidedly attractive and dashing-appearing young woman, of some eighteen or nineteen years. She was of the brunette type, with prettily molded features, dark, lustrous eyes, and a mouth of tempting sweetness of expression, Her hair had been cut short, and clung in close curls about her well-shaped head. She sed a symmetrical figure, and was attired in a plain dark cloth dress, while a jaunty sombrero ag her head. She surveyed Dick inquiringly, as she sat down, and he returned the glance with interest. ‘* Stranger in town, eh?” she interrogated. *S Yes, rather,” Dick replied. “‘T thought so. I know pretty near every one ‘round these parts, and [ allow I never sot eyes on you before!” ‘Doubtless you are right. I never was in Gunnison before.” ‘““No? Well, I reckon you'll find it a pretty fly town, all told.. Going to stay here long?” _ “ Probably not. I don’t generally remain iong in a place!” “Well, that’s some like me, What’s your name? Mine's Reckless Ruth, for short.” ‘*Oh! you can call me Jones—Jim Jones!” ‘‘Getout! There’snoJonesabout you. You're too much of a sport to be merely « coinmonplace Jones. However, if you wish t» keep your mame a secret, so be it. It don’t make a conti- Mental red tome. D’ye ever play poker?” ‘© Sometimes.” ‘« S’pose we have a little game, say for a dollar a corner. I ain’t got very much boodle, but I seckon I can scare up a few dollars,” ‘““Oh! I’m agreeable,” Dick replied. ‘‘ Got the cards?” ‘*No, but, I can get some!” She arose and went to the bar, and when she returned, had afresh pack of cards, a bottle of wine and two glasses. ‘* Might as well smile as we play!” she said. **T s’pose you imbibe, Scuaaonate? : ‘*Not asa habit. However, I shall be pleased to drink to your very good health!” and they drank a glass apiece, Then the cards were shuffled. It speedily began to appear that Reckless Ruth was an expert at handling the paste- boards, for she won dollar after dollar from the sport, until he found his cash account getting too alarmingly small to play any longer. ‘That will do for me!” he declared, when she finally raked in a pot of ten dollars. when I’ve got enough!” She laughed merrily, and gave him a qnizzi- cal glance. Ss at! done already?” she said. ‘‘ Why, gaye’ got as much sand as 1 thought you “T know **T chance to have more sand than money, at pel was the reply. ‘‘ Then, too, your luck is something wonderful.” s* For once it has been pretty fair, for a won- der!” she replied. ‘‘ You don’t think I cheated, do you?” “Tf I did think so, I’d not have played with ou! mn Thanks. Iallus make it a point to play square, unless I’ve got some sucker to deal with, an’ 1 allow you're a standard proof, every time. kinder take a likin’ to you, ef yer uname be im Jones, an’ ef you want to borrow a few dollars, don’t forgit te call on Reckless Ruth!” “Thank you, but I am in no need of borrow- ing fonds at present, although I am not well enough heeled to buck the tiger to any_ extent. BY @ way, miss, there is a question I would ore ask youif you will condescend to answer me * Certainly, I will!” and a softer light shone an instant, a wrong suspicion. — ——— os ios Capt. Crimson Cowl. from her eyes, proving it would be a pleasure to her to please the sport. ‘‘ Whatis it you wish to ask, sir?” ‘*T desire to inquire how you came into pos- session of my ring?’ and he pointed to the magniticent solitaire which gleamed upon her left forefinger—the identical jewel he had been relieved of by Captain Crimson Cowl. ** Your ring!” Reckless Ruth ejaculated, in astonishment. ‘‘ Why, this isn’t your ring!” ‘* Perhaps not, just at present!” was the re- ply, ‘* but it was my ring, up to the time of the stage robbery, a few days ago, when I was de- prived of it by the road-agent, Captain Crimson Cowl!” ‘‘ Indeed, sir, but there must be some mis- take. It must have been a ring that looks like this, which you lost. This was made a present to me!” ‘“‘Tam sure there is no mistake,” Dick per- sisted, ‘‘ If you will take the trouble to remove the ring, you will find two D’s engraved on the inside of the band.” ‘Yes, there are such initials there. But, I thought you said your name was Jim Jones, D. D. doesn’t stand for Jint Jones, by a long shot!” ‘* Perhaps not!” Dick smiled. a thing, however, asa man having more than one name, as you yourself suggested.” ) Reckless Ruth did not reply, at once, but sur- veyed him, inquiringly; then a light of com- “ There is.such prehension seemed to dawn upon her. ““T see! I see!” she said. ‘‘ There were but three persons in the coach, besides the road- agent, when the robbery took place. James onte and daughter, constituted two of that three. The third person called himself Dead- wood | Dick. You must, accordingly, be that man, Dick smiled again. ‘Exactly !” was his brief response. ‘‘Then, I know you!” Ruth assured, ‘I have heard of you a number of times. I suppose you know you are accused of being acce$sory to that stage robbery?” ‘* Yes, so lam aware, but, that don’t trouble me. I am amply able to prove that lama U. S. detective, instead of a road-agent, and I shall make it a part of my Gunnison mission, to hunt down this road-agent, and bring him to jus- tice.” ‘You will, eh?’ ‘Ce inly.” “ Well, of course you know your own busi- ness, but if I were in your place I'd let out that job to some one else!” ‘*Indeed? Why so?” “Because, from all I can hear, this Crimson Cowl is a desperate character, and if you go to nosing around after him, you’re liable to get yourself into a trap!” Dick looked her straight in the eye. ‘* Do you mean that as a threat?” be demand- ed in a low tone. ‘Certainly not!’ she retorted, somewhat resentfully, while a flush dyed eitber cheek. ‘Why should I threaten you? I simply wished to warn you of what you might reasonably ex- pect of the wretch, tiat’s all.” “Then, pray excuse me if I entertained, for But, really, you can hardly blame me when you wear the iden- tical ring [ was robbed of by the road-agent— can you, now?” ‘Well, I—I don’t know as I can,” Ruth re- plied, doubtfully. ‘* But, are you sure this is the ring you lost?” ** Positive.’ ; She eyed him a moment, in silence; then, re- moving the ring from her finger, she extended it toward him. “Tf it is yours, of course it is yours, and you shall have it,” she said, impulsively. » I known it was yours, or anything about its history, I should not have accepted it from the donor.” “No! I could not think of taking it from ou. Its value is comparatively insignificant me, and I’d much rather see it your fair hand. I may, however, wish to borrow it!” ‘Wish to borrow it? Pray what for?” and she looked the surprise she felt. “ Because, by its aid, and the assistance of a little head-work, I may be able to lay my hand on Captain Crimson Cowl, whom I have sworn to bring to justice!” A peculiar expression appeared for a moment on her pretty face, that did not escape the de- tective’s ane gaze, Then, shea apt | handed him back the ring. ‘Take it,” she , ‘and may it be the means of winning for you the success you covet. And, remember, Deadwood Dick, I am your friend, ! FIT To tea ey by and will do allin my power to assist you, for I, too, have a reason for wishing to see this Crim- son Cowl taken into custody. More, at present, I cannot say!” ‘Thank you!” Dick replied, warmly. “TI shall be glad to have your friendship, and with your aid I hope to be able to run this road-agent down, soon, The ring, alone, will furnish mea clew to start on, providing you will tell me how it came into your possession!” Again her cheeks became flushed and a half- frightened look stole into her eyes. “Oh! really, you hadn’t ought to ask me that, sir,” she replied. ‘‘1 wouldn’t want to tell you, as it might get the persov into trouble, who, I am sure, came into possession of the jewel honestly.” ‘*Oh! it was a man, who gave you the ring, then?” “ Y-e-s, sir—a gentleman, who is not onlya prominent citizen, but enjoys a prominent social distinction, and is esteemed by every one. He has been paying bis addresses to me, and when my birthday occurred, a few days ago, he gave me the ring. He is/quite well-to-do, and could have no object in possessing the ring, by uvfair means.” At this juncture a man passed by so close to the table that his coat-sleeve brushed the arm of Reckless Ruth. He never Jooked either at her or at Dick, but sauntered on further into the saloon. A startled expressidp had appeared upon the face of the girl sport, however, and hastily ex- cusing herself, she arose from the table, and quitted the bar-room, by the front way. The man who had brushed by the table, was James Monte, the retired speculator|! CHAPTER V. A BRAVE RESCUE. “ DEADWOOD Dick, to use a slang phrase, had “taken in the whole business,” * Ah!” he thought, after Ruth’s departure, ““T begin to see a little light glimmering through the clouds, Strange, thisadventure, by my word; a pretty girl, undoubtedly with a history, in which Crimson Cowl is in some way connected; @ lover who gives away diamond ring presents that he does not own. Heigh-ho! this matter will bear investigation.” There was no chance to begin that night, for Reckless Ruth did not make a reappearance, nor did James Monte. Dick waited for some time in the saloon; then drawing the diamond ring upon bis finger he left the gate and sauntered leisurely toward his hotel, where he s ily retired for the night. He was up by daybreak, however, and hiring a saddle horse, took a ten-mile gallop about the picturesque neighborhood, to make its acquain- tance, as he would have explained, returning for a late breakfast. After the repast, he seated himself upon the piazza, and while smoking bis cigar was dis- turbed in bis cogitations by a woman’s terrified scream, a man’s hoarse shout, the clatter of horses’ feet, and the rattle of carriage-wheels. A quick glance up the street revealed the cause. Attached to a serviceable carriage, & span of strong-limbed bay horses were coming down tbe street at a fierce run, the vehicle swaying from side to side, like a drunken thing. There was but one occupant of this carriage, and she young and pretty and stylishly attired, but now intensely alarmed. It was Mora Monte! Clinging agg aan to the reins, but being remorselessly conn beside the carriage, at full length through the dust of the street, was her father, James Monte, in imminent danger of being run over by the carriage-w heels. The people on the street, were apparently too terrified to offer any assistance; but, not so with Dick Bristol. , His presence of mind was more manifest than at this critical moment. | s : A flying leap carried bim from the piazza into the highway, and, throwing himself in front of the horses, he endeavored, by grasping them by the bitts, to check their mad career. Desperately he struggled with the frightened steeds, but was dragged fully a score of rods peters he succeeded in bringing them to a stand- still. > jen _ As soon as he su ed in getting them ina measure quieted, No Madhened to ones James Monte to his feet. | ; Anda y-looking sight the prominent citi- zen was. by the dirt, but it was also much torn, while his hands were cut and bleeding, and his nose face skinned in a shocking manner. ot only was his elegant attire soiled —
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, ———— “TI trust you are not seriously injured, sir!” Vick said, as he assisted him to arise. The speculater gave him a searching glance, and replied: **No, I don’t think any bones are broken, If you will kindly turn the horses’ heads the other way, and assist me to get into the carriage, I will drive home.” “Certainly!” Dickreplied. ‘‘ But, hadn’t you better let some one lead the horses to your resi- .e dence? They may get away with you, again.” “Oh! no, They'll go all right as long as they are headed for home!” Accordingly, Dick headed the turnout in the a opposite direction, and assisted Monte to a seat in the carriage, receiving from Mora a bow of recognition therefor! “Thank you!” Monte said, when he was com- “ fortably in his seat. ‘‘ Have you one of your ecards, sir? I may desire an interview with you, f after I get fixed up.” Here was an opportunity Dick was nothing loth to improve, so he extended one of his pro- fessional cards, The speculator genes at it, and appeared somewhat surprised; but, recovering himself, he bowed and said: “Very well, sir. Good-day!” away. Tho card Dick had given him read as follows: RICHARD M. BRISTOL, i (DEADWOOD Dick), And he drove P | U. S. Government Detective, No. 3050. After the carriage had rolled away Dick re- gE turned to the piazza, the admired of an admiring & throng. Seating himself, he lit another cigar, ry and once more fell into a reverie, “ There’s something in the perspective that I | RG eer grapple onto yet!” he muttered. ¥ “But, I mean to, presently, if my good sense and good luck don’t fail me, and I don’t hardly believe they will. I rather think this rescuo is fortunate, for, apparently, it may have some- thing to do in changing Monte’s opinion of me, and that may be highly desirable.” j And his surmise proved correct. toy Later in the day he was approached by a mG strapping six-footer, of sandy complexion, who a a carried a wad of papers in one hand. a ** Say, young feller,” he called out, approach- a ing Dick, ‘i reckon you be the chap I'm lookin’ a fer, You're Deadwood Dick, ain’t yer?” ar Well, what of it?” Dick demanded, coolly. e ** Because I’m Sam Shortsleeves, the sheriff!” 5 ** How does that concern me?” ‘ “*Sum’at, I reckon. I spose ye kno’ there hes Van) veen a reward offered for your arrest,” ered ** Certainly!” ‘“* B’gosh! you take it mighty cool!” *“Why not‘ There's no sense of getting over- _ -heated over a little thing like that.” $i * Waal, b’gosh, you’re a good’un, But, what I was goin’ to say is: I’ve been directed to put ay up another sort of bill, an’ that you might want eb to git the first peep at it,” and with this, he Nn handed Dick one of the posters which comprised aie! ¥ his bundle. It was not without considerable surprise that Richard viewed the appended notice, which was printed in large type: ie 2833 “ $1,000 REWARD. ai ee “SprciaL Norice:—I. the undersigned, herby in- - crease the reward offered for the capture of Captain _ Grimson Cowl, to One Thousand Dollars, and with- draw the offer made for the capture of Deadwood Dick, it having been clearly demonstrated to me Pe its that he was in no way connected with the recent * Stage robbery. Signed: , ‘v ; “ James Monte.” ee ae returned the poster to Shortsleeves with S| a smile. ) *“ All right,” be said; ‘‘ that’s as it should be!” ‘a And the sheriff departed. : _ After this move on the part of Monte, Dick er ex lator a call, but the day wore away and none came, and once more night settled down over the picturesque little mountain city.” CHAPTER VI. 4 BAD PIECE OF BUSINESS. But, the events of that day were not yet over. About eight o’clock that evening a stage ar- rived in Gunnison from over another route than that driven by Sol Slater. The coach was crowded with ngers, most of whom had the appearance of being well-to-do, and when it became known that only a couple _ of miles out of town the stage had been held up ST ; . + a) A 9, Pag 4 ee Si Adar iy amen 5 Res Ta a SaaS tails / ted an invitation to pay the Capt. Crimson Cowl. by Captain Crimson Cowl, and the passengers “Tt isn’t much I have to tell you,” Mora said, forced to disgorge all their valuables, Gunnison, | ‘‘ but you shall have it as it is. or perhaps more appropriately, its people, fair- ‘It was rather late when I retired last night— ly boiled over with excitement and indignation. | very near midnight I think, for papa was out A posse of armed and mounted men, under | quite late, and 1 pvever retire until he returns the iead of the Sheriff Shortsleeves, immediate- | home. ly set out for the scene of the “‘ halt,” but after | ‘‘1 bid him good-night at the door of his room, a long and wearisome search, returned, unsuc- | and then went tomy own apartment, I was morning take hold of the matter, on my own hook, and if I don’t have this paint the-town-+ red individual in my clutches, ere long, I hall be very much surprised, In the ring, I fancy, I have the beginning of a very strong clew!” He was anxious to obtain another interview with Reckless Ruth and so spent a good por- servants and they came and burst the door in. ‘But, it was too late. We found poor lying in a pool of blood, while the sel a assassin escaped through the open window. ‘ ** Although badly wounded, papa cautioned us to silence, and it was not until morning that i? I gained his consent to send for Doctor Jacques. is tion of the evening at Fighting Fargo’s place. Then, a little later, be suggested that I send for ¥ But, much to his disappointment, the girl | you, and I lost no time in doing so.” : sport did not put in an appearance. it Is anything missing from the house, in the a As his funds were getting precariously low, | way of money or other valuables!” the detective 7 owing to his losses of the previous night, he | asked. Sh finally ventured a hand in a faro game, and ** Not so far as I have been able to discover. 1g when he quit, after an hour's play, he stood ina | The safe has not been tampered with, and I “- hundred dollars the winner. have not missed anything else.” 4 This was enough for his immediate needs, and ‘* How was entrance gained to your father’s = so he adjourned to his room, at the hotel, and | bed-chamber?” a retired for the night. ** Through a window which looks out upon the . Something not customary with him, he | verandaroof. I know of no other way.” Pe, slept until a late hour in the morning, when he Dick nodded. eS cessful, considerably fatigued, and must have fallem 3 Deadwood Dick was tempted to accompany | asleep almost immediately. ag them, but, on second thought, changed bis * It was just three, this morning, by my clock, a mind. | when I was awakened by the sound of scuffling i) * For,” argued he, ‘‘ there’s no earthly use of | in the next room, which is my father’s, Greatly —— it. This Crimson Cow] is too smart a bird tobe | alarmed, I hastened to his room, but could not ae captured in this manner. More science and | gain entrance through the door, it being bolted a strategy, and less rush and display will have to | oa,the inside. ie be brought into requisition, if we capture the ** I called to him, but got no answer, while the ie fellow. Ill get a good night’s sleep, and in the |-scuffling continued. Then I screamed for the e f was awakened by a rapping upon the dvor of “Very likely!” he said. ‘‘Come! We will his room. visit your father, You say this is your family ‘ae Bidding the applicant for admission to wait a | physician?” od moment, he hastily arose and threw on_ his **Oh}| yes, for a number of years, and he is a ae clothing, when he advanced to open the door. | very nice gentleman, too!” Mora assured, ‘ Fol- a As he did so, he espied a slip of paper which | low me, and I will show you the way, Mr. + had been shoved under the door, into the room. | Bristol.” As Curious as to its meaning, be picked it up, and And rising, they quitted the parlor, More i read: taking the lead. ee ‘** You'd bet‘er postpone that proposed undertak- pa, % CHAPTER VII. GETTING THE CLEW. ing, if you Jon’t want a free ticket to sheol. People ave been known to shuffle off this mortal coil, with their boots on. Capt. C..C.” **Aha!” Dick muttered. ‘A bluff, eh? ASCENDING a flight of stairs. they entered @ » \ Humph!” partially darkened room, where the odor of “Sail And he shoved the note into his pocket. drugs was already prevalent. “+ Then he unlocked and opened the door. The room was luxuriously furnished, the Outside was a hall-boy of the hotel, who hand- bed surmounted with a canopy of satin and ed Deadwodd a sealed envelope, and bowing, re- | lace. J ‘i tired. Upon the bed, bolstered up, lay the victim of je Closing the door, Dick sat down on the edge | the attempted assassination, James Monte, ; of the bed, and opened the letter, which was ad- dressed to him in a pretty feminine hand. What he read, was startling, viz: He was as pale as death, and evidently suffers ing considerable pain, but, recognizing Dead- wood Dick, he put forth his hand, with a faint smile. “Mr. RicnarD M. Bristou:— : ae : f ‘f ‘* Dear Str: —Please come at once. Papa has been “Ah! it’s you is it, detective?’ he said, “TI Mey Stabbed, during the night, and wants to see you | was afraid _you wouldn’t come, after the unjust “i without delay. Say nothing to any one. * Mora Monte.” Deadwood Dick's peculiar, long-drawn whistle denoted his surprise. “*Aha! stabbed, eh?” he soliloquized. ‘‘ Then, instead of lessening, the plot thickens. Richard, my boy, there’s work ahead for you, even though you did visit this town merely out of curiosity. suspicions I held toward you!” ** Don’t mention. that!” Dick replied. ‘* You have already atoned for what barm may have been done, 1am sorry and shocked to see you iv this plight, Mr. Monte, I trust you are not dangerously injured?” ' ‘ ** Well, I don’t know. I’ve got two nasty ee knife-thrusts in my left side, and have bled until > So here goes!” aS ta there isn’t much blood left inme. However, } ¥ He hastily made his toilet, and then, without | think by keeping quiet, that I'll get along.” ae F waiting for breakfast, be hastened to the Monte ‘*T trust so, sir. I take it that you were sur ‘e residence. prised by your would-be assassin?” In due time he arrived at a large and attrac- ‘“*Immeasurably so, sir. I bad retired for the } | tive modern residence, from whose site one the | night, but having some business matters on my ' 1 finest views of mountain landscape was obtain- | mind, did not immediately fall asleep, I was | hg able, beginning to doze, however, when I heard a a Mora met him eshe mounted the veranda, | noise, and saw there wasa man in the room. I ek and extended her hands, impulsively. immediately sprung out of bed, and made for “‘Ilam so glad you have come, Mr, Bristol,” she said. ‘‘{ have been put to my wits’ end to know how to act in this unfortunate matter, un- til papa mentioned you, and then I sent for you without delay!” “Is Mr. Monte seriously injured?” Dick asked, as he entered the house, h! I fear so, although our family physician has not given me his opinion.” 8 Is your father conscious?” ‘ Yes,” And the physician with him?” 2 Yes, Come, I will take you up-stairs.” ‘Not yet!” Dick quietly Teplied. “1 would refer, first, to hear something about the matter rom your own 5 val ‘* Very well. Please step into the parlor, and y will tell you what little I know about the mat- r. They entered the cosily furnished parlor and became seated, the bureau, where I keep my brace of revolvers; Ry but the intruder headed me off. and we clinched, after which a desperate struggle for the mastery ensued. My opponent chanced to be the stronger of the two, and getting me ata disadvantage, he drew a knife and stabbed metwice. Then my daughter’s scream sounded, and the ruffiam took the alarm, and escaped by the window.” ‘* Did you recognize your assailant, sir?” ‘*T would prefer to speak of that in private,” the speculator replied. ‘‘ Mora, you and the doctor may be excused fora few minutes.” Mora and the doctor accordingly left the room, but, it rather struck Dick that the man of medicine, a tall, rakish-looking individual, was averse to doing so, When _ the two had taken their departure James Monte said: ‘* Now, then, to answer your question. No, didn’t recognize my assailant. e room was so dark that I could not form any accurate idea of
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a Capt. Crimson Cowl. what he looked like. I have, however, two things out of which a shrewd detective might be able to discover aclew. Mora found them on the floor, this morning.” He then drew two articles from under the sheets, and gave them to the detective. The first, or most noticeable, was a large clasp- knife, with a keen edge, and a rough bonehandle, en which was carved the letters ‘* M. M.” The knife was covered with fresh blood-stains, and evidently was the instrument that had given Monte bis wounds, The other article was a piece of woolen cloth, dyed crimson. “ Well, what do you think?” demanded Monte, who had been watching Dick eagerly. “* Why, there’s but one construction to be put on the matter, Your nocturnal assailant was Crimson Cowl, the road-agent.” ** Sol think.” ‘¢There’s little doubt about it, This cloth must have been detached from during your struggle.” ** Jast so.” “Mr, Monte?” “ Woll, sir?’ ‘© Who and what is this Crimson Cow]?” and Dick looked the invalid straight in the eye. An expression of great astonishment swept over the speculator’s face. “Good Heaven!” he ejaculated, ‘* how should I know? I never saw or heard of the man until that day of the stage robbery.” “Vou know nothing of him, or his antece- dents, whatever?” ** Positively nothing!” *¢ But, he knows you!” ac“ How so?” “ Didn’t he call you by name, and didn’t he tell you concerning your money-belt, when we were in the stage-coach?” “True, as Gospel! I badn’t thought of it. Detective, wbat under heavens does this all mean?” “‘ Perhaps we shall be able to get at it, after awhile. Mr. Monte, you’ve got an enemy!” “An enemy! I wasn’t aware that I had a veal enemy in the world!” “But youhave. The man is Crimson Cowl. His visit here, to-night, wasn’t for the purpose df robbery.” : “ No?” i “I think not. Your safe, I notice, is in the lor, below stairs. Knowing you as well as does, he must know where your safe is. If he came here in quest of money, he most likely would have effected au entrance down-stairs.” «* Your inference seems plausible. Then, why sid he come up here?” “To murder you, as you slept !” Monte grew whiter than the sheet which cov- “red bim. “My God! you don’t mean it?” he gasped. “T believe it,” was the quiet response, ** Now, Mr. Monte, let’s understand each other. Did you send for me with a view of enlisting my professional services?” ** Exactly |” “Very well. I will accept the trust, and I feel great confidence that I can unmask this Crimson Cowl, and bring him to justice.” ‘“By heaven! I hopeso. It will be the mak- ing of your fortune, and my bank account is at your disposal!” “Of money matters, we will speak in the fu- ture. For the present, I want straightforward answers to a few questions.” “Fire away. ou shall have them.” “Very good. I suppose you to be a man who is pretty well-to-do?” ‘ Yes, I am richer than most people have any idea of.” ‘‘In case of your death, who would be most benefited by it!” ‘““My daughter, Mora!” “Ah! exactly. I suppose you have no broth- ers or sisters?” / a“ None !” - And, just then the detective noticed an un- easy expression upon the speculator’s face, “T su your will, then, leaves all to Mora?’ Dick pursued, “Unfortunately I have no will made!” Monte declared, with peperecdy increasing uneasiness, “it is something I skould have attended to long ago. “‘ Decidedly. But thenitcan matter but little. There being no other heirs, Mora would succeed to your wealth in case of your death.” “ But, there are other heirs!” Monte declared, hoarsely. ‘‘ My wife and the twin sister of Mora, are still living!” , ' * Ah! where?” iece of is suit, _ “Here in unnison!” ‘‘Hum! Just so. You live apart, 1 take it?” “-Yes. for over two years, we have done so.” ‘Well! This begins to look a little like a horse of a different color. Mr. Monte, I should like to hear concerning your married life. It | may be of more value to me to be thoroughly posted than you can imagine!” “True!” ‘the speculator assented, thought- fully, “‘ and I don’t know as there is any reason why you shouldn’t know all. So I will tell ou: “‘T married my wife, Felice, a little over nine- teen years ago, in New York, directly after she had been divorced from her first husband, a sea- faring man, This marriage was the one fatal misstep of my life, for I hadn’t been married a year before I found I bad linked my life with that of a shrew—a French-woman of ungover- nable temper and of vicious passions, whose sole ewe in life seemed to be to make others mis- erable. “Two children were born to us—twins. We named them Belle and Mora. Belle took after her mother, in every respect, while Mora was equally my child, in temperament and char- acter. “Well, for seventeen years, that woman led me a dog’s life, and I never knew what it was to realize a moment of peace in py own home. I was rich, when I married her, but she ran through with that: I acquired a second fortune, and that went likewise, and we came to be near- ly poor-house poor. * Finally, I struck it rich again, here in the mines, and for the first time I put on the thumb- screws, and became master. That brought matters to a focus. There was a very hell to pay, for a time; then, finding her power of rule over me gone, she packed up, took Belle with her, and vamosed the ranch. Since then, Mora and I have lived alone together with ex- ception of our servants.” eadwood Dick had listened with intent inter- est tothe narration, and at the same time quietly studied the speaker’s face, and the opinion formed was that the story was worthy of cre- dence. ‘* What became of your wife’s first husband, and what was his name, Mr. Monte?” ‘‘ His name was Michael Mork, and though of good education, he was a reckless devil. I don’t know where he went to—off to sea again, I pre- sume,” ‘“« Was there an issue from that marriage?” “Yes, a girl baby. Mork took charge of it, as Felice didn’t want it!” Deadwood Dick was silent for several min- utes; then he said: “Well, I guess I have asked you about all the questions necessary, for the present, yet, there is one mystery I would like explained ¥? ia mystery e ) « Just so. Where, or how did you come into possession of this ring?’ and Bristol held up the ring, in full view. Monte started, violently, at sight of it, and a frown began to gather upon his forehead, ‘“ Where did you get that?” he gasped. “From Reckless Ruth,” Dick replied, coolly. “T saw it on her finger, at Fargo’s, the other night, and instantly recognized it as the one Crimson Cowl removed from my finger, in the stage-coach. I explained the matter to Ruth, and she offered to return it to me, but I simply solicited a loan of it, in hopes that I could find to whom Crimson Cowl bad disposed of it, and in that way get on to Crimson Cow], himself!” Monte surveyed the detective, adiniringly. ‘Gad! but you’re a cute one!” he declared. ‘“‘T wouldn’t like to be a criminal, and bave you on my track, young as you are, But, how in the name of all that is wonderful do you come to know that J ever possessed that ring?” “You gave it to Reckless Ruth, didn’t you?” “J don’t deny it. But, she didn’t tell you so?”—this put with considerable anxiety. ‘‘No, Isimply drew from her that she got it from a eine emphasized gentleman— who bad been paying her some attentions, and that she had received it as a birthday present. We were discussing the matter, when you en- tered, and brushed past her. She looked star- tled, and immediately afterward excusing her- self, left the saloon, as if she was afraid of something; hence, I formed my conclusions, Mr, Monte, I have you!” and Dick laughed, as if en- joyinz the situation. ‘‘ Pshaw!” the speculator said, “‘ Ruthie mis- construes my intentions. I have frequently be- friended her, because she has always proven herself to be a brave, noble, honorable girl, who, with no one to look after her, bas to take care of herself—literally carries her life and her good name and character in her own hands, in I ee EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENS ————_$_ defiance of the merciless would. That’s why Jim: Monte has looked out for her!” Deadwood Dick immediately arose, and took Monte’s hand in his own! ‘‘ Nobly spoken!” he said, ‘‘ and, rest assured, ; sir, that any hand that touches Reckless Ruth, with profane touch, must answer to me! But, enough, of this. I have work to do—work to do for you, and for the sake of your fair daugh- ter, Tell me where you got this ring!” ‘* With all pleasure, and I hope the informa- tion may ke the means of helping you to run down this Crimson Cowl, for which, if you sue- ceed, not only will you receive the thousand dol- | lars reward but my eternal gratitude. “ There is a Jew pawnbroker in town,-on D street, with whom I have business dealings, in the way of loaning him money to advance on goods, His name is Levi Lazarus, and you will ; find him about as intelligent a specimen of the ; Hebrew race as you will often encounter, and asI believe a perfectly honest one, though i may be wrong, in that opinion. “T chanced to drop into the shop, saw the) riug, and purchased it at a big price, not know- ing if was yours. $ “Tf you will return the ring to Ruthie, when you are done with it, I will pay you double its value!” Deadwood Dick’s face grew suddenly stern. ‘Mr. Monte, I am surprised!” he said. “Surprised? Why, pray?” ‘Do you think, ¢ertainly, that there is so lit- tle of the man about me that I would borrow an article from a lady, and forget to return it?” “Tf I did, I'd jump out of the bed, in the con- dition I am, and kick you!” was the reply. ‘*So let that drop.” “Very good. Another question, and then, I’m off, Your object, in not letting this affair od get abroad?” { “It was Halburton Hayden's suggestion. He is my business superintendent, you know, and is h engaged to Mora. I told him about you, and he | hinted it would be best to let matters rest until { you could be seen. I had the same idea!” ; ‘‘Good. Preserve the same reticence until you see me again!” And then, after a hand-shake, Dick took leave of the injured man, In the lower hall he met Mora, and shook her hands. “Keep an eye on Doctor Jacques,” he said, in a low significant tone, “ and don’t permit bim to by be alone in the room with Mr. Monte. There’s mischief brewing. Either you be present, or : some one you can trust !” Then, Dick left the house, bis brows knitted, = a strange expression upon his handsome ace, a pap neat CHAPTER VIII. s MORE LIGHT AND A NEW LOVE, “T pon’r like the looks of this Doctor Jacques, at all, and I'll wager every cent I have that he is a thoroughbred scoundrel!” Such were the thoughts of Deadwood Dick, as he betook himself toward his hotel, after leav- ing the Monte residence, ; “Not there’s something deep and villainous about the man, and he would have given con- siderable, no doubt, if he had been permitted to — remain in the room, during my interview with Monte. As for Monte, himself, I am now satis- } fied that he is all wool and a yard wide. Not aa until be explained his object in befriending Reckless Ruth did I have this confidence in him. And Ruth! She has a history, I am sure of it, and { mean to find it out, Does she know aught of Crimson Cowl? If not, why did she speak so bitterly of him, in expressing a desire eS that I might succeed in bringing him to jus- cag tice? There’s something back, yet, that I bave not been able to fathom. Tl go to the hotel, jot down what I have found out, and then—to work!” ; As this last thought was passing through his mind he received a light tap upon the shoulder, and wheeled abruptly to find himself in the 2) presence of —Reckless Rutb. - “Well! well!” she ejaculated, her face beam: i ing with smiles, “if you ain’t the sourest-lookin? pickle I've seen in months! Whatever isthe , |) matter?” 3 ir. \ “ Nothing in particular,” Dick replied, ‘Did Llook very sour? I was simply meditating.” “ Your meditations, then, must have been, of an unpleasant nature, for you were fro’ like a a 2. > og ina frying-pan, Conjuripg up oan bod scheme to capture Captain Crimson Cowl, eh? ‘No, not exactly!” eee fe «‘ Where were you—up to Monte’s?” aie 9 *¢ Why do you ask?” Sea “T saw you goupthere. 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~ i } | * 4 —or did you friend, Mora? Dick was for the moment puzzled how to make answer. “* Why did you mention trouble?” he asked. ** Because I saw Doctor Jacques go there, at daybreak—something quite unusual!” ‘Ah! You know nothing good of him?” ‘‘No, Ido not. Idetest the man!” “{ heartily agree with you!” Dick replied. “But you haven’t answered my question,” Ruth persisted, ‘‘ What is the matter, that you and Jacques were both summoned to Monte’s?’ Dick hesitated, at which tears sprung to the eyes of the girl sport. ‘You don’t trust me,” she said, in a tone of voice that betrayed inward emotion. ‘‘ We were to be friends, but you are still mistrustful of me. Very well; be it so!” and she turned to depart. ut the detective seized her by the arm. ““ Stop! this is madness!” he said, ‘* Mistrust you, Ruth? Never let that thought enter your mind again. I would trust you with my life. The cause of my hesitation was, because I feared if I were to tell you what has happened, it might overcome you!” She looked startled, yet curious. ‘*T don’t understand what you mean,” she faltered. ‘‘ Will you please explain?” “Tf you wish. James Monte has been nearly stabbed to death!” She turned white, but preserved her compo- sure to a wonderful degree. “Why should that news particularly affect me?” she asked. “Tt ought to. It was James Monte who gave you my diamond ring.” She colored vividly. ‘How do you know, sir? assurance.” ‘*Of course Ido. James Monte confessed the fact to me, with his own lips.” “ He did?” ae Yes,” “you told him that I told you who gave it to pay call, this early, to my fair 7 You speak with e! + oe of the sort. hae ate _ in ighting Fargo’s, you gave yourself away She neddedr eye 4 “Yes, Isee. You are a detective, Deadwood, and I admire you for your shrewdness and intel- ligence. Mr. Monte did give me the ring, But, have you found out where he got it?” a“ Yes.” She drew a breath of relief at this. “Oh! Iam so glad!” shesaid. ‘!I was afraid roe arould try to fasten the stage robbery on im | ‘““By no means. He has been as a father to you, and [ am going to be as a brother to him,” Again that inscrutable look. é “T am glad,” she said, thoughtfully, —§~ “* Ruthie?” ** Mr. Bristol?” ** You hope to b3 Monte’s wife, but, before it is too late, let me tell you that will never be.” ** He is not dead?” ‘No; he will recover. But, you have mis- construed his motives. It is as a father he has befriended you, not asa lover. I tell you this from his own lips, because I would not-like to see an unrequited passion get the best of you!” She listened, with her gaze riveted upon the ound before her. ** Thanks for your frankness,” she said, finally. ‘Perhaps you're right. I was foolish to think he could care for me in any other way than as a parent, No one cares for me.” ~ And again the tears welled to her pretty eyes, fi Don’t believe it, Ruth,” Dick exclaimed, im- papi taking her hand in his. ‘ Although am interested in Jarhes Monte’s welfare, he is _ by no means the only man in Gunnison.” "She seemed to comprehend the intent of his words, for her cheeks grew rosy, and her gaze ' onee more fell. ’ Theré was a tremor in her hand, under Dick’s _ Warm pressure; but, realizing her temporary confusion, he abruptly changed the subject. } you will have to excuse “Well, Ruthie, | guess me. I have work to do.” , They were standing beside a cabin then, and no one chanced to be in view, very near, upon sn i As if by quel teapots, nts ew her arms about the neck of the detective and kissed him, ; ‘Don’t think me bold or brazen,” she said, in a low tone, without relinquishing her embrace, * but I like you more than you may ever under- stand. [am a creature of impulse, 1 know, but _ if you will protect me from injury, I will help _you to capture Crimson Cowl!” OPS i , 7 So ih . é ait ea ES Ole! Vee eee de LSE ae . ~ “ pee re . =r: ‘ is a z 7 ~~ > ek a eR —- ES BO Oe ELON | .Capt. Crimson Cowl. Dick was by no means slow in returning the caress, ‘* Ruthie,” he said, ‘*I would protect you with my life. Strangely as we have met, and short as has been our acquaintance, I entertain the same feeling toward you that you entertain toward me. That you can help me capture the bandit, I have no doubt, for I sincerely believe you know more about bim-than I do, myself!” ‘ Again that inscrutable look appeared on her ace. ‘““What causes you to think that?” asked. “T can hardly answer that question, but I formed the impression, perhaps, from the bit- terness you expressed, when you hoped I would bring him to justice,” Reckless Ruth was silent, for a moment, and then she said: ‘“* T will tell you what I do know about him, or rather, you can read this, which will explain all I know.” She then drew from her pocket a soiled sheet of paper, written over in a coarse hand, and handed it to the detective. The following is what he read: she ‘*ReciKess Rura:—I know you, and your history. If you do not at:empt to frustrate my plans, you will soon be in position where you will have no need to gamble for a living. If you do attempt to frustrate my plans, 1 will without any com- punctions, put a dagger through your heart. “ Yours to the Death, **Crimson Cowl.” After reading this, Deadwood Dick pondered a moment, with knitted brows, Then, he abruptly asked: “* When did you receive this, Ruth?” ‘“‘ About a month ago. 1 happened into the post-office, one day, and the clerk handed me this letter, To say it surprised me, would be expressing it mild, Deadwood!” ‘*So I should presume. How long have you been in Gunnison?” ' ‘A trifle over two years.” ‘* Have you any idea who penned this letter?” * Not the slightest.” ‘* How do you like the tone of the letter?” ““Not at all. It don’t fit me worth acent. If I could see the man, I would shoot him as quick as look at him. A man who threatens me had best look out for himself!” ‘*Good for you, Ruth! But it is self-evident that this man knows you, and something of your pas6!” ‘* Yes, it would seem so.” “Exactly; and now, Ruth, you have a his- tory, and for the sake of clearing up the mys- tery surrounding this Crimson Cowl, I would respectfully ask you to tell me some of the main incidents of your career, from your earliest remembrance, up.” She was silent and thoughtful, for a moment; then she seized the detective’s hand. *You shali have my history,” she answered ‘but not here, We are too conspicuous, an the observed of at least one observer, You see the cabin on yonder slope?” “Yes!” “Very well. Come there by a round-about way, two hours from now, and you shall hear the history of Reckless Ruth.” ‘* But, to whom do you refer as the observer?” Dick asked, eagerly. ‘* Don’t look, ’til I am gone. At the window of the hotel near by, sits a young woman, who has been watching us closely, ‘She bates me worse than the Satan hates holy water. Re- member, two hours from now. But be cautious! I have borne an unblemished reputation in this town, and I would not like to have a gentleman be seen entering my cabin,” “Perfectly right you are. I will allow no one to see me, But, whois this lady to whom you refer?” ‘* Belle Monte!” “ Ah!” That was all the detective had occasion to say for Reckless Ruth turned, abruptly, and walked away. ; nde then made his way leisurely toward the CHAPTER IX. BELLE MONTE’S WARNING AND RUTH'S STORY. HANG it, an: T in love again? It strikes me pretty hard that something is out of gear with my pulsometer, for every time I meet Ruth, I feel mighty queer. Bless the girl! 1 believe she loves me, short as has been our acquaint- ance, and, blame me if I don’t know her past before I make another move in the Crimson Cowl case, for I believe she is, somehow, mixed up in it!” Such were the thoughts of Dick Bristol as, an hour later, he sat upon the hotel veranda, ep- joying a poor cigar, one of the things for which the great mineral State of Colorado is noted. But the musings of the detective were destin- ed to be cut abruptly short, for one of the cal+ boys of the hotel came out, and tapped him on the shoulder. ‘‘ Lady wishes to see you, sir!” ~ oA lady o “Yes, sir. In the parlor, up-stairs.” * Allright. I'll be there, directly.” The boy disappeared, while Dick sat a mo ment, in thought. ‘‘It must be the dame who was watchin Ruth and me, out of the window,” he mused, ‘* And that was Belle Monte. Well, 1 suppose I must interview Miss Belle.” Accordingly, he went up-stairs to the ladies’ parlor, where he found a remarkably pretty young lady, who was seated at the window, but who immediately arose, and placed bim a chair. ‘‘Pray be seated, sir,” she said pleasantly, ‘‘for I take it you are the gentleman I sent for | —Mr. Deadwood Dick?” “ That's the title I sail under,” Dick replied. ‘“My name is Belle Monte, daughter of ons of the wealthiest men in Gunnison. You were pointed out to me, and I was strongly impressed with your appearance—so much so, in fact, that I felt it incumbent on me to give you a little advice.” “* Tndeea?” “Yes, About an hour ago I chanced to see you in conversation with a character called Reckless Ruth.” ** Well?” : ‘Are you aware that you were disgracing‘ yourself in the eyes of the public by being seen in the company of that woman?” ‘“*No, I was not aware of alk Dick replied. “‘On the contrary, I am surprised at the idea of such a supposition or inference.” ' j “That may be, but, that woman is not fit company for such a man as you, if, as I suppose, you are a gentleman. -n]d a man of honor, } simply tell you this use you appearto be a stranger intown. Tiint » oman is a thief—ay! even worse!—and a consort of oue of the worst and most desperate characters in Colorado, namely, Crimson Cowl, the road-agent, There- fore, as I understand, you are a detective, this bit of information “yt be of value to you.” “Most assuredly,” Dick assented, but in his heart of hearts, he was tempted to make a far different answer. ‘ But, 1 am astonished at this revelation. I thought Reckless Ruth the soul of honor.” “Ob! she has a pretty face, but a panther's nature. If you haveany doubt that I am tel} ing you the truth, maintain social relations with her for awhile, and you will find, to your bitter cost, that your adviser was right. No one but the gamblers of the town will associate with or recognize her.” “Tndeed? Well, Miss Monte, I am glad you have posted me in this matter. I shall surely keep my eyes open in the future. By the way, Miss Monte, are you a daughter of Mr, James Monte, the retired speculator?” ‘* What caused you to think that?” ‘** Because the name of Monte is one not often met with, and having heard of James Monte, I naturally presumed you might be his daughter, or else, a close connection.” “T am his daughter, unfortunately, but mother and I are separated from him because be is a double-dyed villain!” “ Ah! Isee. Please excuse me for attempting to pry into your family affairs. One will make a blunder, often, in spite of himself. By, the way, since you have voluntarily given me so much good advice, perbaps you might be able to ive me a little more, Hotel life is particularly fistasteful to me, avd I am in quest of a board- ing-house, I seek a home-like place, where I can have the family freedom and feel at ease. Perhaps you might be able to recommend me to such a aml i Miss Belle Monte remained silent for perhaps two minutes, but her eyes glittered in a peculiar way, that did not escape the attention of the observant Richard. Then she brightened up. ‘ ‘Yes, I think I do,” she answered. “ Will you remain here for about five miztutes?” * Certainly, 1f you wish.” “Very well. I am of the opinion I can fix you out in a satisfactory manner.” She then arose and left the parlor. “The kettle begins to boil,” Dick muttered. ‘Let ber boil! I’m not a very bold ranger, but I think I’m pretty nearly on the trail.” : In exactly five minutes Miss Belle returned. *
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p: i ci OS LA NS IRE St SEIMEI cpa ae Tt es 4 3 * ‘ re ee F ma - ‘= f . oe," # ae cece Capt. Crimson Cowl. “We can just suit you,” she announced, with apparent enthusiasm. ‘‘ Mamma has a spare room, and our table is second to none in the city, The terms are $10 per week.” “Very well, You can consider me your boarder,” Dick assured her: *‘ but as I do not get in usually until rather late in the evening, can you give mea key and tell me where I will find my room?” ‘Oh, certainly! 1 was thoughtful of that. Here is the front-door key, and you will find your room, the door of which directly faces the top of the stairs, open. Our house is Number 865 street,” “Thanks!” Dick said, taking out a roll of money and handing her a ten-dollar note. “TI will be there to-night, Do you breakfast early?” ** At seven.” . ‘ That will suit. boarders?” ‘* Only one—Mr. Mason,” Dick then arose, after glancing at the clock on the mantle—for his watch was one of the things of the past, since the stage-robbery. ‘You will have to excuse me,” be said, ‘as I have some business to attend to.” “Oh, certamly! Do not let me detain you.” Dick left the parlor. “Things are working lovely,” he muttered, when he was once more seated on the hotel fazza. “I shall now have an opportunity to orm an opinion in regard to Felice Monte’s feelings toward her husband, for, as I live, I believe she is in some way concerned in the stabbing affair, as well as in this man Crimson Cowl,” Soon after he set out in a roundabout way for the cabin of Reckless Ruth, whose history he desired to know before further investigating the Crimson Cowl case. He succeeded in reaching and gaining admis- sion to the cabin home of the girl sport, who greeted him pleasantly, “JT see you are on time,” she said, with a smile, f “Oh, yes; I usually try to be prompt,” was the reply, ‘‘ Men of my profession need to be.” They chatted for a while, and then Deadwood Dick remarked: “And now, if it will not be asking too much of you, I’d like to hear the story of your life— from childhood, up.” ‘* Very well, you shall have it, although I doubt if it will prove interesting to you, as it is not very romantic.” ‘+ Perhaps may make niore Gut of if than ou think tor,” Dick encouraged. ‘ l’m quite tes ly at putting this and that together.” “Well, to begin with, my_ earliest remem- brance dates back to when I was about five years old, I was then upon a big ship, on the ocean, with my father. Ike ship was one that traded. between the East Indies and the United States, and my father was first mate, but aught of my mother I never knew, ‘+ fyom the time I was five, until I was thir- teen, my life was spent almost. entirely on ship- board, ‘or we seldom touched port more than long enough to take on or discharge a cargo. When I was thirteen I landed at New York, my fatuer shook me, and told me to shift for my- self, and he went off to sea again, for which I was not sorry as he had become a very disagree- able master. ‘© T had a little money, and plenty of grit, and you can bet I didn’t starve, or go to ruin. I started in at selling button-hole bouquets in front of the theaters, and succeeded in getting a tolerably fair living. I finally got tired of New ‘York, however, and since then 1 have drifted about here and there through the States and Territories, always earning my living in various ways. That is my history, as far as I know it.” “Have you never heard frum your father since he discarded you?” *‘ Never, uor do [ ever want to, for he always abused me shamefully, and I was not sorry when he sent me adrift!” “What was his name, if I may ask?” *“ All the name I ever knew hiro by was Mike Mork, but I never believed it was his own real name, beeause it was such a strange one!” Dick started, as his mind reverted to his inter- view with James, » ** Mike Mork, eh?” he mused. ‘* That was the mame of Felibe Monte’s first husband. Reck- less Ruth, then, is the daughter of Felice! By my soul! matters are growing interesting!” " ‘Ruth's sharp eyes immediately noticed his ap- parent surprise, for she spoke up eagerly: ** Did you ever hear thie name before?” “ Yes, and since I bay been in Gunnison. More I cannot LI suppose you have vther | | chance to figure on the matter. I will tell you, however, that | think I have struck a clew!” * A clew? How do -you mean?” “ To the ideutity of Crimson Cowl!” ‘* Ah! But you do not suspeet—” * But I do, though! Mork is in Gunnison, and that he und Crimson Cow] are one and the same persou!” Ruth looked startled. such an opinion?” she asked. ter to you. you and your past bistory, as he claims, would seem to argue that be is your parent.” “ The letter sounds like my father, it’s true,” Ruth said, thoughtfully, ‘‘ for many’s the time my father used to threaten my life. Perhaps your surmise is correct!” “T think it is,’ Dick declared. ‘In fact, I think I am getting on to the edge of a heinous plot, and I shall follow it to the bitter end. Do you think you would recognize your father’s handwriting?” ‘‘ Yes, but he did not write the letter to me, hunless he disguised his hand,” ‘‘ Which he may have done. Does this look anything like his writing?” and from his pocket he drew the scrap of paper found under the door, that same morning. Ruth took the extended slip and cxamined it. “¢ Yes,thatis very much like tae way my father used to write!” she answered, with ut hesita- tion. ‘Ll would recognize it almost anywhere.” “Then, I will venture to assure you that [am hot on the trail!” Dick informed her. ‘* Il must leave you, now, for I have other investigations to make, and no time is to be lost. if you wish to assist me you have but to say the word, and I will place you in position to do so.” ** With all my beart, Deadwood!” ‘‘ Very well. Have you a pen, ink and a sheet of paper handy?” “ee Yes, ? ‘““Let me have them. James Monte needs a gory Mepic you must act in that capacity.” “79 And the color once more surged vividly to her cheeks, ‘* Yes, you! He must be guarded. Don't be foolish, Ruth. He is only as a father toyou, He is in great danger, and must be guarded, con- stantly, while [ am working. You and Mora must be the guard. That Jacques is a snake, and needs watching!” ‘‘Tagree with youl” she assented, ‘* Go on!” ‘Well, you or Mora must be with Monte con- stantly, and Jacques must not be left alone with him for an instant. This is imperative!” ‘“T am ready to. abide by your orders.” ‘‘T will write a letter to Monte, and you ara to deliver it to Mora cautioning her that she is to give it, after reading it herself, to ber fa- ther, but that Dr Jacques is not to be in the room when her father receives it, The latter will contain all necess:ry explanations as re- | gards you. Are you personally acquainted with Mora?” ME ‘Yes, indeed, Weare very good friends,” “So much the better. Now, the writing ma- terials, please!” Ruth produced them without delay, and Dick penned the following letter: “Mr, JAMES Monre:— “JT sincerely hope that when you receive this your condition will be greatly improved. I[t may comfort you to know that 1 am Aol on the tial, and that developments are coming to light, surpris- inglv fast. * But, you are in deadly peril, and must have a constant guard. I send you Ruth, who must act with Mora, as your nurse. Wider “0 cireumsiane-8 allow yourse:f to ve left alone nih Jacques, If you do, I shall throw up the sponge! Either Mora or Ruth must be with you constantly. Refuse all medicine. If you find your strength failing. a little brandy will do you mure good than Jacques’ medicine Let no oné prepare or serve your food except Mora or Ruth. Obey this, and I witl bring you around all right. But, refuse to herd it and I would. not give ared for your chances. As I remoerked, J am hot on the trail, and in a short time shall be ready to expose the murderous conspiracy that is boing worked against you. I send this hy Ruth, who un- -derstands il, DeApwoop Dick.” This note Dick handed to Ruth, an said: ‘Read that, and then e*ter making eny ne- cessury preparations, take it to Mora. Go beeled, and be unrelaxing i> your vigilance!” ‘*T will, you may be sure,” she replied, slow- ly—‘‘ for your sake, if for nothing more!” “Thank you! I may or may not visit Monte again to-day, but will do so to-morrow. So un- til we meet again, good-by!” He raised her hand to his lips, and then quiet- fell you, until L bave had a | ly left the cabin, and made his way in the same ‘« The fact of Crimson Cowl’s threatening let- | The fact that he apparently knows | | | | roundabout course, back into the heart of the town. ‘So far, the goose hangs at a tolerably fair altitude,” he decided. ‘‘ Now, for Levi Lazarus, . | tae pawnbroker, and the diamond ring racket! 1 suspect that Michael | I may be able to elicit some information from that source. If so, I sball certainly be lucky. Mr. Michael Mork—Crimson Cowl], I’m after | you hotter than a goose with a new litter of gos- ‘* What in the world ever causes you to form | lings!” CHAPTER X. LEVI GIVES THE NAME, INQUIRING the way, Deadwood Dick paid a visit to the business headquarters of Mr, Levi | Lazarus, pawnbroker, The place proved to be a substantial two-story building in whose window was exhibited a motley array of articles which had been ‘shoved up” for a few cents or dollars, as the case might be. The odor of garlic and onions clung about the interior, which was presided over by a rather comely looking Jewish maiden, whose face be- trayed more than average intelligence. The shop evidently had plenty of patrons, for the shelves were full of parcels, while the stock of fire-arms and knives was something surpris- ing. Dick took a swift glance about the shop, and then stepping up to the counter, addressed the young woman. ‘ ’ ‘“‘Ts Mr. Lazarus in?” he asked, pleasantly. ‘* He is not,” was the repiys in good English. “Is there anything I can do for you, sir?” ‘Well, that depends somewhat. Do you usually attend to business, bere?” “ Yes, sir, a great deal of the time.” “Well, I have a little matter in hand which T would like explained. You no doubt have heard of Sol Slater’s stage being robbed by a | road-agent, some days ago?” | | ‘¢ Yes, sir, I bave heard of it.” ‘Well, I was passenger on that.coach, and the road-agent relieved me of a valuable dia- mond ring, which I have since found in posses- sion of a young lady of this town. She received it from a gentleman acquaintance, and he states that he bought it bere. Now, to aid me in run- ning down this road-agent—for I may as well inform you that I am a detective—I want to know how you came into possession of the ring?” ‘Will you allow me to see the ring?’ she asked. ‘““Gertainly,” and Dick took it from his finger and gave it to ber. She examined it carefully, and then shook her read. “7 don't think we ever had the ring,” she de- clared, ‘ “Ob! yes, you did,” Dick returned, confi- dently. ‘James Monte gave me assurance that he purchased it bere.” ‘Well, here comes father, now! can tell you more about it than I.” At this juneture a heavy-set man, who lcoked every inch a Hebrew of the pure stock, entered the store and passed behind the counter, ‘“‘ Father, can you give this gentleman any in- formation concerning this ring?’ the daughter asked. ‘What ring ish dot?’ and the Jew took the uandsome circlet, and_ subjected it to a critical examination. ‘Where you get this?” he de- manded, surveying Dick narrowly. “That is precisely what I want to know of you !” was the decided reply. “ Where did you et it before you sold it to James Monte?” ‘“‘ Who dells you I sold it to James Monte?” “{ got it from Mr, Monte personally, sir,” Dick replied. “Vel, I gonfess I did scll it to Monte. ButI comes py id perfectly honest. Id vas pawned mit me.” “Who by ” ‘““T don’t make it a rule to gif avay the names of mine customers, mine frient. Id ish a poor pizness man vot do dot.” i “Indeed! Well, my Hekrew friend, you'll find it necessary to break your rule for once!” said Dick, exhibiting bis detective badge, “Vot!—vot ish dot?—you are ven detec- tives?” “ That's about the size of it!” “ But, mine frient, I come_py dis ring square, as IT am an honest man. I pay big money for dis ring.” : “That's none of my business, to know is, who gave you the ring?” ‘* Vel, id vas a gin 3 lady. She come to me an’ tell me how she vas hard up, an’ vants to sell me dot ring for fifty dollar; so I take pity on her an’ giff her forty, an’ tell her she can haff it Perbaps he What I want ee om 3 J - y ze 4 Bh a ¢ oe 4 ‘
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t back when she give me fifty. She say she neffer call for it, so I sell id to Meester Monte for thirty-fife. So you see I lose five dollar by the speculation!” “Ob! that’s a likely story!” Dick exclaimed, econtemptuously. ‘It’s a cold day when a pawnbroker beats himself, you bet! What is the name of the young lady of whom you got the ring?” ** Mine frient, I could not dell you, for she did not gif me her name!” ‘*Get out! Look here, Levi, you don’t want to fool me, for I’m business clean to the back- bone, and won’t tolerate any monkey business, you can bet, The ring was stolen from me by Crimson Cowl, the road-agent, and by tim or some agent of his was disposed of to you. It is not unlikely at all that you bave been acting as a ‘*fence” for the disposal of Crimson Cowl’s plunder, and now, my worthy Levi, if you don’t want me to land you in jail, you'd best act like a sensible man. If you don’t tell me the name of the party who gave you that ring off, to the lock-up you go!” Both Lazarus and his daughter looked greatly alarmed, and the former turned anxiously to the latter: “Rachel, mine shildt, do you remember if der young lady mentioned her name? If she did, [ shaft forgotten de fact, so helb me gra- cious!’ -“* Yes, she said her name was Belle Monte!” Rachel replied. ‘I met her outside the store, just after she pawned the ring, and we had a chat together.” “ Has she been in the habit of pawning things here, before?’ demanded Dick, whose surprise was complete, ** No, she has not.” “Very well, Let me advise you in the future ~to be careful y.hom you make loans to, if you don’t want to get into trouble!” Dick advised. And then, he left the store. ‘* One by one the links connect!” he muttered. **So Belle Monte disposed of it, eh? I sbould hardly feel disposed to believe this bad not she shown her true nature by her attack on Reckless Ruth. “She sold or pawned the diamond, and therefore is consorting with Crimson Cowl. Crimson Cowl and Mike Mork, the father of Ruth, are without doubt, one and the same, Mike and Felice were once man and wife. What is more natural than that they are reunited. If so, here is a trioof rascals working together: for, from Monte’s story, Felice is none too good to bear watching. If, as 1 believe, three are pitted against James Monte, their object is but too apparent. Monte is aman of considerable wealth, If he were to depart this life, without making a will, his two daughters would share and share alike in his fortune and this wife have her dower. That settles the whole busi- ness. The wife and Belle, in conjunction with Mike Mork, are concernel in & conspiracy against James Monte. De itso, but as sure as emes, and bring them to justice.” uch were the thoughts of Deadwood Dick as he made his way toward the hotel. But, his thoughts were destined to be inter- rupted, for, just as he arrived 1n front of Fight- ing Fargo’s saloon, a heavy hand was laid upon his shoulder, and he was wheeled around, facing the toughest-looking specimen of the genus border ruffian he had seen in many a day. ‘Hold up, thar, me bloomin’ daisy,” the rough ordered. ‘‘Et kinder strikes me you're ther feller ’'m lookin’ for, an’ I’ve got a bone to pick with you, By way o’ interdooce, I’m Henhawk Hank, ther hummin’ hurricane o’ the mines. No keerds!” / my name is Dick Bristol, Ill frustrate their _ CHAPTER XI, A LIVELY RECEPTION AND A SQUEEZE IN THE “DARK, . Mr.. HennHAWK HENRY was an individual whose personal beauty no one could reasonably envy. His hawk like visage, reddened by the exces- sive use of strong drink, had evidently recently undergone the siege of a battering-ram, or a butcher’s beef-steak pounder, for it was a mass awness, and his matted grizzly beard was not free from the stains of recently spilt blood, His Nay were bloodshot, his hatless head had recently lost a tuft of hair, and one eye was elaborately frescoed in mourning. ; Tn physique he was a man of superb build, and evidently a very gladiator in point of strength and endurance, bnt his greasy, slouchy raiment, together with his ugly countenance, tended to _ give him a most unsightly appearance. _As he uttered the remarks quoted in the pre- ceding chapter, he stood, with arms akimbo, be ) 4 , ey : +) cen Ae, 4 i ee ; , Aly ret ot a 6 aca SS i DS a RRS ee Capt. Crimson Cowl. and in a half-squatting posture, a diabolical leer upon his distorted visage. Dick surveyed the man, if man he could be called, for a full minute; then be burst into a laugh. ‘* Well! my friend, what’s bitin’ you?’ he asked. ‘“*T ain’t yer friend, and ther’s nothin’ bitin’ me!” was the retort. ‘‘?’m high cockolorum of this hyer town, an’ I’ve got a bone to pick with you!” J. 99? ‘That nose of yourn, durn yer picture!” “So? Why, what’s ny proboscis done, to offend your highly sensitive nature?” “Cause et’s allus pokin’ into other folkses business, ye cussed loafer!” ‘*See here, you big bloat, be a little more guarded in your remarks, if you please!” Dick observed, coolly. ‘‘ In what way have I aroused your ire? Upon my werd I never saw your beautiful phiz before!” *S You ain’t, hey?” ** Positively not!” ‘‘What’s ther reason yer bin lyin’ about me, then?’ ““}ve not been lying about you!” “You're a liar! You've been tellin’ around as you allowed I were Crimson Cow], ther road- agent, and [’m goin’ to make ye chaw yer words. We ali know ye’r' a detective, but, thet don’t make no odds. Ye can’t make no lies about me.” “‘T have not lied about you, never saw you before, nor ever had anything to say about rou \” . me Oho! you crawfish, do ye?” ‘“Nary craw. If you're spoiling for a fight, you can have it, on application!” Henhawk Hank glared at the detective for a moment with demonish fury; then turned toa group of half-a-dozen rough-looking customers, who had gathered close at hand. '** Ain’t et so, boyees?’ he roared, ‘‘ Hain’t this cuss been lyin’ about me?” ‘*In course he has!” came the prompt reply, in a chorus of voices. “IT know’d it!” bawled Henhawk, ‘fan’ ’m goin’ to make an example of him. Here goes!” and, with a growl resembling that of an infuri- ated grizzly, he made a rush for Deadwood Dick. Thecrowd, which had quickly augmented in numbers, was destined to witness a conflict that had never had an equal, in the annals of Gunnison. One well-planted blow from the fist of the de- tective laid the Henhawk flat upon his back; and then, as others of his gang rushed forward, to avenge the downfall of their comrade, they were received with sledge-hammer blows that would have done credit to the great American slugger. In less than three minutes, the fight was over, and a baker’s half dozen of would-be bruisers lay in strikingly uncomfortable attitudes in the street, while the invincible Deadwood, without a blemish, stood ready to accommodate a fresh onslaught, But, he was not destined to remain so, long. Four strong arms lifted him, bodily, and bore him within Fighting Fargo’s saloon, One of the parties was Fighting Fargo, him- self.an Apollo in stature and strength, as well as in manly eters the other was a hand- some young fellow of six-and-twenty, finely formed, and evidently possessed of strengtu equal to that of the gambler. ri Tpon being stood upon his feet, Deadwood Dick surveyed the two, for a moment, in silence. Then he said: ‘Well, gents, how am I to understand this unceremonious proceeding—aggressive, or other- wise?” “Hardly aggressive!” Fighting Fargo re- plied. ‘‘A man who can lick a dozen as tough men as Henhawk Hank, is hardly the man to be aggressive toward, although I am something of a fighter myself. You're the best man I’ve seen in many a day, and we’v2 brought you in to wine you!” “ Thank you,” Dick replied, ‘T don’t often indulge, but, considering the clever way you bandled me, I shallte proud to touch glasses with you!” “Very well, We will adjourn, then, to my private office,” Fargo said; ‘Sand, aliow me to ‘make you acqnainted with my friend, Mr. Hal ayden, superintendent of Monte’s Acme ne “Tam pleased to meet you, Mr. Hayden,” Dick said, as the two shook hands. ‘I have heard of you through Mr. Monte, himself.” ** And I am @qually pleased to meet you,” Hayden replied, modestly. The- trio then adjourned toa private room, and Hayden took up the conversation. ‘**Did you visit Mr. Monte, this morning, Mr, Bristol?” : @#*I did,” Dick replied. ** Bad business isn’t it?’ “You are right!” ‘‘T presume Mr, Monte intrusted the matter to you, for investigation?” “ He did.” ‘* What did you make out of it, so far?” “T think I amon the right trail. That’s about all I can tell you at present.” ‘‘T hope you are on the right trail. I have often heard of you, and have reliance in your skill as a detective. It rather strikes me your suspicions center toward Crimson Cowl, the road-agent. Am J not right?” ‘*Yes. Ihave not a doubt aboutit. By the way have you any idea who this knight of the road really is?” ‘No, Lcannot say that I have, tainly a daring cuss, whoever he is,” ‘**Yes, and there is a deadly conspiracy on foot, against Mr. Monte. Of that I am sure. What do you know about Belle Monte, Mr. Hayden?” ayden hesitated a moment, before giving an answer, “Well, I can’t truthfully say that I krow much,” he replied. ‘‘She’s a aripe I never took any fancy to, although she has persisted in throwing herself in my way, and endeavoring to win my attention.” ‘“*] understand you’re in favor with her sister, however?” ‘* Well, perhaps!” Hayden admitted, coloring. ‘Yes, there’s a pretty lively prospect of a wedding, ere long,” Fighting Fargo spoke up, ‘and a right royally good match it will be, too.” “So I should presume!” Deadwood Dick as- sented. ‘‘ By the way, Mr. Hayden, are you ac~ quainted with Doctor Jacques?” “Slightly, though I never sought to cultivate his acquaintance, to any considerable extent, as I never took a liking to the man.” “You are like me, in that respect. Do you know anything in particular about him?” “Well, no—no more than it has struck me, often, that he was a snake-in-the-grass.” ““Do you know whetber he is acquainted in the grass-widow division of the Monte family?” ‘“‘Heis. Ihave heard it remarked that he was paying loverly attention to Belle Monte, al- though I cannot vouch for the truth of the re- rt.” The subject then changed to other and more commonplace matters, after which the little party broke up. Dick went directly to the residence of James Monte, where he was admitted by Mora. ‘How is your fatber?”’ was the first question. ‘No better, I fear,” was thereply. ‘* He com- plains of failing strength, while ostor Jacques shakes his head as if in grave doubt as to his re- covery. Oh, sir, if my father were to die, it would kill me!” ; “Take courage. We're not going to let him die, by any means! Has Ruth come?” ‘Yes, and she is with papa, now. Iam so glad you sent her.” “T thought you would be. One or the other of you are with him, constantly, I suppose, ac- cording to my directions?” “Yes, sir. ** How does Doctor Jacques cotton to the new order of things?” ‘‘He seems to be considerably nettled, but says nothing. Do you suspect him of any com- plicity in the plot against my father, sir? “Perhaps. Do you know what sort of medi- cine he is giving your father?” ‘** Chiefly opiates, to relieve the pain; at least so he says.” Deadwood Dick nodded. ‘*In powders, I presume?” ** No, on the pourery. in liquid form.” “Very well. Watch your opportunity, and secure a small sample of this liquid for me with- out the doctor’s knowledge. ou will be on duty to-night?” “ Yes!” “Very well. You will want to havea revol- ver ready for use, in case of any unforeseen emer- gency. Iwill go up and see your father, now.” the detective sought Mr. And, accordingly, Monte’s bedchamber. ep Ne ly pale, lay with his He is cer- The wounded man, dea eyes closed, on Dick’s entrance, but the eyes quickly opened, as the detective crossed the : ¥ #. GF: - * Na 4 rs ine * Pred 4% Sk pies Fa an > ae iP re
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¥ is of yours to send Ruth to Mora’s assistance, and him.” ou? Well, you undoubtedly are a smart one I thank you for it. Ruth makes a capital nurse, “Nor I. He must have made his escape while | but no match for me. Here in this deserted and shall be well paid for her services.” I was procuring this lamp.” drift, where mineral was never found, you will “On! of course. We have no doubt about “This is all very strange,” Mrs. Monte said. | be left to pay the penalty for incurring my hl that!” Dick responded. ‘I thought you would | “I cannot understand how any stranger could | wrath. This place is never visited, for there 1s find her useful and attentive. I must be going, | have been in my house, as everything was | nothing more than idle curiosity to attract any “a now, and on my return to-morrow morning, i securely locked up before I retired. Will you | one bere, and you are beyond hearing distance ; hope to find your condition much improved. It | please go down-stairs and look around? I wili | of the outer world; so you see youre in a bad 2 is not improbable that I may have some news } join you in a moment.” fix, all of which you deserve. This place is . for you on the morrow, that will be a source of “Certainly!” Dick replied, and accordingly, | overrun with rats, and no doubt they will find z great surprise to you.” with the lamp in one hand and a revolver in the | you a dainty morsel to feed upon. How do you zy Dick took his departure, and returned to his | other, he descended the stairs and proceeded to | like the prospect, meddling fool?” hotel, where he remained until a late hour that | make a reconnoissance. ‘1 have faced Death many a time before, hoage when he set out for the residence of “There's rascality here,” he muttered, ‘I'll | Mike Mork, and never quailed!” Dick replied, Mrs. Monte. wager a hat that the cuss who grabbed me by | coolly, “and I don’t propose to do so now, It was located on the outskirts of the town, | the throat was Captain Crimson Cowl, the road- | warn you, however, that I know you and the and he found it to be a large two-story cottage, | agent, and he intended to wind up my career diabolical plot in which you and Felice Monte of recent erection, although its outer appear- | there and then. But how came he in Mrs, | are concerned, and if it is ever my good for- . ance was yet somewhat in the rough. Monte’s house? Was she cognizant of his pres- | tune to get free, you'll have urgent need to look { The house was dark, when Dick reached it, | ence, and wasita plan to put me out of the} out for me!” hte 4 which seemed to indicate that the occupants had way that I was offered a room here? By my “Wo danger of your ever, getting free!” was retired for the night; so he unlocked the door | soul, I believe it! If Crimson Cowl and Mike | the heartless response. ‘‘ You are so securely q with the key even him and entered a hall that | Mork, Mrs. Monte’s first busband, are one and | bound that there is not the slightest probability : was filled with Egyptian darkness. the same person, as | suspect, there’s not a of your getting rid of your bonds. Even if you ® A search of his pockets failed to discover a | doubt that they are in league in the plot against | should, it will not be wise for you to ever show , match, and nothing was left for him to do but | James Monte, and as I muy be a stumbling- | your face in Gunnison again, os I will have you 4 softly close the door, and ees his way to his | block in the way cf their success, they wanted | shot down, without, quarter! But before there r room, for he remembered Belle Monte bad told | me out of their wey—hence the attack on me. | is any likelihood of your escaping from here I W him that it was dirsetly at the head of the stairs, | Pil—” shall have accomplished my object, and hied 10 room, and a faint smile of recognition came upon the pallid face. ; Ruth was seated near the bed, glancing over the pages of a novel; Dr. Jacques was asleep upon the sofa. ‘‘Well, Mr. Monte, how are you feeling?” Dick asked, as he seated himself by the bed- side. ‘‘ Not so well as earlier in the day,” was the reply. ‘‘I seem to be losing strength contin- ually.” ‘‘T am sorry to hear that, sir. Strength is more than half the cure in a case of this kind. Have you been able to take any nourishment.” * Oh! yes, but it has not appeared tostrength- en me any.” ““T am sorry to hear that, too,” Dick said. “What sort of stuff has the doctor been giving ou?” 5 ** Simply opiates, to allay the pain. He says that is about all that can be done, as nature will have to take its course, I think he has serious doubts of my recovery, although he will not ad- mit the fact.” “ Well, you must keep up courage, and I guess you will pull through O, K.” “Have you been looking into the matter of the attempt to assassinate me?” “Yes, and think I have made pretty fair pro- ess, too. I cannot tell you more at present, han that a diabolical conspiracy is on foot to put you out of the way. But I'll frustrate that, never fear. How do you like your new nurse?” ‘‘Tip-top. It wasa happy and a wise thought Following the wall asa guide, he found and ascended the stairs, but, scarcely had he more than reached the upper landing, than a pair of heavy hands closed around his throat, in a vise- like grip, and proceeded to choke him. The Stygian darkness made it impossible to see his unknown enemy, but realizing bis immi- Capt. Crimson Cowl. He was standing on the upper landing, gazing upon his arm. A woman stood near him, attired in a flowing night-robe. In one hand she grasped a cocked revolver, which was Jeveled full at Deadwood Dick’s head. She was a tall, thin, angular woman of middle age, with pinched features, vicious expression, and jet-black eyes and hair. The eyes had a peculiar glitter, as she ner- ec! fingered the trigger of her weapon. ‘““Who are you, sir, and what are you doing here?” she demanded, harshly. ‘‘Speak quick, before I blow your brains out!” “Hasy, now!” Dick replied, coolly. your new boarder, Deadwood Dick.” “You are? Well, what was the racket out here just now? I thought the bouse was coming down!” ‘The racket was this,” Dick replied. ‘“‘I was coming up to my room, and had just reached this landing, when I was seized by the throat by some one-—a man, presumably, judging by the strong grip—and an attempt was made to choke the life out of me. Not being quite prepared to shuffle off this mortal coil, I gave the strangler two heavy blows in the face, the last knock- ing him head over heels down-stairs.” ‘ This is incredible, sir! What kind of a look- ing man was he?” “Tt was so dark here that I couldn’t make him out.” “But, where is the man? I see no signs of ‘“*T am He never finished the sentence, At that in- stant the lamp was dashed from bis hands, caus- ing the light to go out, and then came a stun- ning blow upon the head that stretched bim out upon the floor insensible, How long he had been unconscious he bad no means of knowing, when he once more opened enemy at last!” he soliloquized, ‘‘ and there’s no chance of my getting out very soon, as I can | subterranean passage, or, what is known ip down into the lower hall, when he felt a touch | mining parlance as a drift. The lantern gave forth a strong light, and, as the new-comer drew near, Dick was enabled to get a good view of him, and saw that he was about to receive a visit from Captain Crimson Cowl. He was well built, and plainly possessed of no mean amount of muscle, He was clad in a suit of clothes of a crimson color, his hat was likewise red, and the mask upon his face was crimson. All in all, his gory appearance was something startling. _ He camo to a halt when he reached the detec- tive, and gazed down at him, his eyes gleaming wickedly through the holes in his mask. " “Well, my gay detective, Isee you’re alive,” he said. ‘‘I didn’t know but the clubbin’ you got had cracked your skull!” ‘*Not much!” Dick retorted. ‘My head wasn’t made to be broken so easily as. that!” ‘“‘Tt wasn’t, hey? Well, now, don’t be too sure about it, young feller. There’s no telling but I may take a notion to knock your brains out, Do you understand?” “T am not deaf, or dvll of comprehension!” was the reply. ‘‘ You appear to have me in your power, Mister Crimson Cowl, but that does not signify I fear you in the least. It’s your turn, now; mine will materialize next!” “Not much, Mr. Deadwood! You are doomed, as should be all detective dogs. You came here to hunt down Crimson Cowl, did myself to the further corners of the earth, W hile all the rats will bave lett of you will be your fleshless skeleton. So make the best out of your situation, and reflect buw foolish you were when you sought to wage war against Captain Crim- son Cowl!” Then with an evil laugh, the outlaw strode face, Deadwood Dick was by no means ready to give oe the fight for life, ‘ CHAPTER XII. his eyes. He only knew that he bad a severe | away, taking the lantern witb him, and leaving y ‘ IN A PRETTY BAD FIX. headache, was bound band: and foot, and lying | Deadwood Dick once more in darkness pro- se! ; DEapWoop Dick was so taken by surprise | on his back in Stygian darkness. found! fs 4 that, for the moment, he failed to defend him- Moreover, he was lying upon the ground, and The future did look dark, in truth. a a ee f. judged by the damp air that he was in some un- -— | ae The clutch upon his throat was so powerful | derground place. CHAPTER XIII. Bl 3 that it immediately stopped his breath, and he | As bis senses gradually came back to him, be “ SIZING UP” THE CASE. a knew it was the intention of his assailant to | remembered perfectly well what had happened. ALTHOUGH left alone in that subterranean : > choke him to death. i: Confound tbe luck, ’m in the power of the | prison, witb a dreadful fate staring him im the peel J - nent peril, he struck out with all his strength. | See. I wonder where I am, anyhow? Ia some On the contrary, be felt somewhat more en- & : Luckily, his iron fist caught the assailant full | cellar, I take it, and in the power of Crimson | couraged than before Crimson Cowl’s visit. a d in the face and staggered bim, at the same time | Cowl, and now that ['m out of the way, he and This was partly owing to two things: one that ys. Ba: W eliciting a terrible oath; out the grasp about | his confederate, Felice Monte, can scheme away, if he could free himself of his bonds, be would c+ the throat seemed, if anything, to increase iu | with no one to bother them, I’m lost to the | probably have no difficulty in escaping from the & Ean tenacity. public, and as no one will know what has be- | drift. hadi t a Dick struck another fearful blow, at which | come of me, no one will take the trouble to look The second cause for congratulation was that Bs ey : the grip on his throat was relinquished, and his | me up, unless, mayhap, it would be Reckless | his wrists were bound together behind bis back’ x * gy assailant, whose back was toward the staircase, | Ruth.” with buckskin thongs, and that he bad made the Wipes 4 went crashin down the stairs, end over end, It was a provoking reflection, that, just when | discovery, by the lantern light, that, near at Waa eee Dick quickly entered the room in front of | the case was progressing so favorably, he should | hand, was a small puddle of water, caused by Mae Z him, the door of which he found open, and grop- | fall into the power of the enemy. the dri ping moisture of the rocks on tbe sides ah Be ‘i ing about, struck a table on which a lamp and And it was a reflection that Dick had plenty | and ceiling of the passage. } ) ; ae some matches had been placed, : | of time to busy his mind with, for no one came By rolling over so that his wrists rested in um He Jost no time in lighting this lamp, and near him for what he considered must be fully | this water, Dick knew that the thongs would Beis then going out into the hall, he flashed the light |aday, and he was beginning to wonder if he | become soaked, and then be could stretch them oF down the stairs, expecting to see his unknown | was to be left to starve, when be discovered a | to a considerable extent, so that perhaps he f Ta assailant at the foot of the flight. But no one | light in the distance—so far away that it looked | could free his hands. ' a was there; the lower hall was empty, so far as | but a mere speck. No time was to be lost. is he could see; the man had vanished. A few minutes served to convince him that Aware that bis plans were suspected, if not Ae a ¥ “Guess he wasn’t much hurt, and has skip- | the light was coming nearer; later, he saw it | reall known, Mike Mork would lose no time in Tires " ~ ee ” was Dick’s thought, although he was con- | emanated from a lantern carried by a man who recipitating matters to a crisis, which, most | & N Bn siderably surprised. | was coming along what proved to be a long, likely, would be to the personal peri! of James vy ere
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done at once. Over aud over he rolled, until he reached the water and submerged his wrists, and for up- ward of three-quarters of an hour remained ‘thus all the time, straining to stretch and loosen the buckskin strings. — ; Slowly but surely they yielded until finally victory was his; his hands were free! To remove the bonds from his feet was but the work of a couple of minutes, when, once more, ne stood erect, master of the situation. ‘‘ Aha! Vl stay here to be evoured by rats, will I, Mr, Crimson Cowl?” he chuckled. ‘* Well, I rather guess not. Rats have got no earthly use for me, but prison, if not the gallows, has use for you, and that mighty quick, too! If ; I’m not greatly mistaken, I won’t be long in f running off your little ball of yarn!” His first action, after freeing himself of his bonds, was to examine his clothes. He tound that not only’ had his money, but his watch, ring and detective badge also been taken from m. 24 The loss of the latter was particularly provok- , ing, as it would materially deprive him of his official power. He did not stop to fret long over it, how- ever, but proceeded to grope his way out of the drift, in quest of the light and freedom of the outer world. . This was a task which did not require many \ minutes, and when he once more stood outside the drift, under the blue dome of Heaven, he found that night was just enshrouding the land. ; . . He waited for perhaps half an hour near the y. mouth of the drift, until it was really dark: then he made his way rapidly toward the resi- dence of James Monte, which he reached with- out attracting any particular attention, Rapping on the door, he was admitted by Ruth, who instantly seized him by the hand. “T am so glad you have come!” she said. “‘Where in the world have you been so long? We have been greatly worried over your ab- sence.” **So? Why, how long since [ was here last?” Dick asked, curiously. ‘Nearly forty-eight hours; and Mr. Monte has been inquiring for you almost constantly, while I have searched the town over and over for you?” **Ts Monte worse?” ‘Very much so. I have graye doubts if he gets through the night!” Deadwood Dick’s brows knitted ‘in a scowl. . “Curse that Jacques!” he gritted. ‘‘ Where is he?” ** Gone to supper.” “Then lose no time. Go fetch the best, most reliable lawyer in the town. Mora shall not be cheated! I am onto the whole diabolical plot, and shall frustrate it, even if Monte does die. Go, and when you do return, bring Sheriff Shortsleeves with you also!” He said no more, but turned abruptly, and B ascended the stairs to the room occupied by bat Monte, . Reckless Ruth gazed after him a moment, her ; beautiful eyes glistening with admiration, while her hands were clasped together tightly. ‘He is a hero!” she mused, softly—‘‘ the very Seau ideal of the man I could Jove—ay! do ove! Would to Heaven I could win and retain him! But, I fear—Mora’s pretty face!” She turned abruptly, then put on her hat and left the house. — / In the mean time Dick had been admitted to the sick-room by Mora, who silently shook him by the band and led him to Monte’s bedside. She then pulled the curtains aside, allowing more light to fall upon the bed, at which the detective uttered a startied cry. a Monte was asleep, but his sleep was more like that of a corpse. . ; Since Dick had last seen him, his face had own more cadaverous and deathly, the fea- hives contorted except around the eyes, where a bluish bloat was perceptible, the eyes being sunken deep into their sockets. His lips were almost colorless, and he had every appearance » of a person whose spirit was on the eve of taking et its flight back to the Giver. ; Dick’s exclamation ‘of surprise caused the stricken man to open his eyes, and an expression of recognition dawned upon his face. “It’s you, eh?” he said, faintly. “ Where have you been so long?” , “The prisoner of Crimson Cowl, the road- agent, your deadly foe!” Dick replied. “‘T only eeaped a short time ago. You dou’t look as well as when I last saw you, Mr. Monte.” ~ “Nor ami. I have been failing very fast, and dissolution is near at hand. Detective, ri a Capt. Crimson Cowl. Monte. Hence, whatever was done must be | there is no time to be lost. I must have a law- yer, at once!” ‘“Right you are! One will be here in a very few minutes. I have already sent for one.” ‘* You have?” “Even so. Ruth advised me that you were in a bad way, and I presumed you would desire the services of an attorney, before it got too late!” ‘““Very thoughtful of you, sir. I have been worrying lest I should drop away, ere I could | make my will. Ispoke to Dr. Jacques about it, but he said I had plenty of time, and had bet- ter defer the matter until 1 got strenger. But, instead of getting better Iam growing weaker, all the time!” ‘To the devil with Docter Jacques!” Dick said, bluntly. ‘‘Mr. Monte, are you strong enough to hear my report?” “Yes! yes] I am eager to know all. But, first, give me a swallow of the brandy, in yon- der bottle!” ‘* Not a drop of it,” Dick said, seizing the bot- tle indicated, and hurling it out of the window, ** You can have all the brandy you want, but it must be out of a bottlo that has never yet been opened. The stuff in that bottle was poisoned; the alleged medicines in these bottles are poison!” The speculator looked thunderstruck. “But, I—I don’t understand!” be faltered. ‘You will, when I am through!” Dick as- sured, quietly. ‘‘Mr. Monte, you are the vic- tim of a heliish conspiracy to destroy your life ere you can make a will, so that your wife and daughter can share with Mora, in the division of your wealth. The main factor in this scheme is one whose name you know well— Michael Mork!” ‘* Michael Mork? Impossible!” Monte ejacu- lated, inastonishment, ‘‘The man is a seaman, and is not in this country!” *“ Are you positively sure he is not in this country?” ‘** Well, I—I don’t know tbat I can truthfully say J am quite as sure as that, but, it is not pro- bable he is in America, even if heisalive. [ have not ‘heard from bim for a number of years.” ‘“*That may be, but I can assure you be is here in Gunnison, and furthermore, that he and your wife—his former wife—are in collusion to get you out of the way, in order to come in for the better portion if notall of your property, and, in their scheme, they ars abetted by your other daughter, and by your trusted family physician, Doctor Jacques!” “Stop! I wil not hear another word of accu- sation against the doctor!” James Monte cried, resentfully. ‘*‘ He has always been a good friend to me, and faithful in attendance!” ‘* Yes, faithful in his endeavor to kill you, this last trip, no matter whatever he was, be- fore!” Dick undauntedly declared, ‘‘ The medi- cine he has administered is rank poison; it is that which has been sapping your life away, and but for your remarkably strong constitu- tion, you wouldn’t be alive, now. Let me kick this doctor out of doors, and shut off his supply of drugs, and you'll bea well man inside of three weeks, Refuse, and I’m done with your case, altogether, and the undertaker can super- sede me! If you want further proof of the fact, lll go get a dog or cat, and dose it liberall with tbis medicine in the greenish bottle, and if the animal ain't sick or dead, before to-morrow morning, I will withdraw my complaint against Jacques!” Dick spoke forcibly,’ even sternly, and his words evidently had some effect, although the invalid still looked doubtful, “There is no need to try the experiment,” Mora spoke up, ‘‘for I have already put the matter to the test. When you asked me to get you samples of the medicine, Mr. Bristol, I did so, but my curiosity being aroused, I tried them on Tabby, my pet cat, forcing him to swallow a tablespoonful of each kind!” *€ And, what was the result?” Deadwood Dick demanded, eagerly. “The poor thing died within the hour!” Mora replied, her lip quivering. ‘‘I thought every- thing of Tabby, but for poor papa’s sake, I he not resist the temptation of making the _ Dick turned to Monte, who had uttered a gasp- ing cry of astonishment. _“*My good God!” the speculator faintly ar- ticulated. ‘‘Can it be possible Iam the victim of such a heinous plot as this?” ‘You surely‘are, and but for my timely es- cape from the power of Crimson Cowl], you were certainly doomed !” ; “Very true. I see it all, now. Fling that 1i poison out of the window, and send Jacques te me, I will, weak asI am, prove myself bevter than a dozen dead men. Then, go and arrest the remainder of this infernal clique, in my name. My name is a legion with the city gov- ernment and police force!” ‘* Time !” Dick said, sententiously. ‘‘I pro- pose to have a ‘duke’ in the wind-up of this set- to, and I don't intend to get knocked ut. ** Doctor Jacques is not to enter thisroom again. You are to strictly forbid it. As for the medi- cine, I will take charge of that, have it analyzed, and hold it as evidence against Jacques, and if possible, force him to turn State’s evidence against the main actor in the case. As for the rest of them, leave ’em to me. Will you do it? Are you satisfied I am working in your inter- ests?” “Noble young man, could I be otherwise? I am hardly in condition to express my gratitude now, but, after what [ have heard, I have some hopes that I may recover, and then, you shall feel the power of sincero brotherly love.” ‘*T hope, and feel confident you will recover!” Dick said. “‘ What you want is plenty of light but strength-giving nourishment, no medicine— nature will attend to that—and quiet and rest, and, mark my word, you will be a new man, shortly. Invest in your daughter the power to summarily discharge this Jacques, and forbid him the house. Have one of your nurses with you, constantly, and allow no one in this room without their approval. I will post them, and I will do the rest!” “ God bless you, my boy, God bless you!” was all the stricken man could utter—through force of emotion. * Another thing,” Dick pursued, “the lawyer will be here, soon, and you can depend, ou it that Ruth will not bring any one you cannot trust. Make your will in whosoever’s favor it may please you, and you will be safe, no matter what the emergency, in case you confide the document to the care of some one you can im- plicitly trust!” ‘*No one but you shall have it, until Iam better!” Monte pointedly declared. “I would trust you with my fortune—my life. Unsolicit- ed you have come to Jim Monte a stranger, and as I hope, not only frustrated a devilish plot, but saved his life. Is there anytbing more, Bristol?” * But one thing that I think of. When vap- tured by Crimson Cow], I was relieved of all my money, and so forth, including the ring, that put me on the trail. I may need some funds until I get my grip on Mr. C. C. again.” ‘* Certainly, my boy. Mora, go to my safe, ard get a hundred dollars for our friend, and supply his necessities whenever he may request. Also, fetch me a drink of new milk. Tl be hanged if I don’t feel a little more vim in me already! In the mean time, Dick, let me hear of your experience with Crimson Cowl!” Dick briefly narrated his experience, as con- nectel with his visit to Monte cottage No. 2; by this time Mora was back, and there was a startled expression upon her face, Dick noticed it instantly, ‘© What is it?” be demanded, ‘“ The doctor was near the door, when I left this room,” she replied, ‘and had evidently been eavesdropping. He turned abruptly, de- scended the stairs and left the house!” CHAPTER XIV. THE JEW PROVES WHITE. DeEaDWwoup Dick could scarcely repress an imprecation when he heard Mora Monte’s re- ort. Pm I don’t half like this!” he said, ‘‘ and wil? see to whom Doctor Jacques conveys the in- formation he has obtained. Don’t neglect the will, Mr. Monte, and intrust it to Ruth’s care until I return!” “ Why not to my daughter’s?” ** As you like, only [ thought Ruth might be better able to take care of it, in case something might be known, of which we are not aware, yon see. Should Jacques not have overheard that I am to have possession of it, Mora would naturally be suspected, which might bring her more trouble than Ruth!” James Monte suddenly looked curious. “ Why?’ he abruptly asked. ‘“‘ Mora, al- though not brought up in the West, is expert in the use of weapons!” “Even so. Ruth has a stronger claim, I ee on Mike Mork than your daughter!” onte stared. A ‘“Do you know? Is it possible?” he demanded. “T know that Reckless Ruth is Crimsom Cowl’s daughter?”
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softly — ‘ choke hin The Sty gee his un! nent peril Luckily in the facc - eliciting & the throat tenacity. Dick | sti the grip o assailant, went cras Dick qu. him, thed ing about, some matc He Jost then going down the assailant a ‘was there’ he could s > * Guess *, 2 o 9 on oi eee ie * — ware 4 SE a eee ie ieee NG es . i 12 ha hp ap | “« Crimson Cowl’s!” ** Bxactly!” ‘‘ Taen, Crimson Cowl and Mike Mork are one and the same?” “They are. 1 am sure of this. through cer- tain circumstances that have come to my notice!” “f have known that Reckless Ruth was the daughter of Mork, for some litile time!’ Monte admitted, ‘' but—well, detective, go ahead, I have been detaining you too long, perhaps.” ** Well, remember my instructions,” and Dick took his departure. His first: destination was the pawnbroker shop of Levi Lazarus. The bland “ uncle” presided behind the coun- ter, this evening, #ud was all smiles when he saw and recognized Dick. Did he think the diamond ring was ‘ going up” again, never to be redeem- ed? If sohe was destined to be disappointed, Dick was on a far different errand than to “‘ spout” a ring. ‘Hello! Isaac, are you waiting for a coon to skin?” Dick demanded. ‘ How is trade, to-day, son of Abraham?” : Very pad! very pad! pizness,” was the reply. “A cold day wuen you do,” Dick retorted. ‘* But, say—silence! Crimson Cowl is on deck. He is furious that 1 worked the detective racket, on you, and will have your life if I don’t shut off his wind and so wind up his career.” The Jew looked terrified. “Yesh! yesh! mine’ frient!” he articulated, excitedly. “‘I vas no frient of dis bad man, Crimson Cowl, so he goes for me, I spects.” “Took here, Levi; Lcap save you from the Cowl, and also from prison, in connection with this affair, or I can deprive you of the society of your daughter, for many a year. You love your d&ughter, don’t you?” “Mine daughter, sir? Vy she is von part of mine life, I am sure!” ‘You wouldo’t want to be separated from her?” ‘‘ Nein! Id vould preak mine heart to lose mine shild, Rachel.” * Well, so [ thought. I lose monish in dis I have got onto this - whole scheme between Mike Mork, Felice Monte and the rest of you who are connected with it. Now, if you want to stick by them, you will get arrested with them. If you are wise, you will stand by me. Which will you do?” ‘“‘ Py gracious, mine young frient, I will stick py you, and as proof of dot I dells you I haff somet’ink dot. pelong to you!” “‘ Something that belongs to me?” “Yes, Id vas leaf here pyaman, I don’d vas know him, except his name vas Henhawk Hauk, an’ he dells me to take precious good care I don’d lose id, nor let nopody see id! Here id 8! With this the Jew handed Dick a tiny paste- board box, which, upon being opened, revealed to view—Dick’s detective badge and diamond ring! Naturally enough, he was elated. The badge was quite essential for the work before him; the ring he had promised to return to Ruth, and had by no means forgotten that promise. “So Henhawk Hank gave you these, eh?” Dick demanded, surveying the Jew. inquir- ingly. * Mine dear frient, he did!” “ How much did you give him on them?” ‘‘ Noddinks, mine frient, noddinks! He sim- bly vanted me to hold dem for safety keeps for avile. I didn’t vas kno’ dey pelong to you, ondil I examine der gondents of t’e box!” “ Very well. I'll take charge of these things, and make it right with you at the proper time.” ‘ * All right, mine frient; dey vas yours, vid pleasure.” “Levi, you’rea trump! And now, old gent, as you've got platy of odds and ends in this shebang, I want you to rig me out with a dis- guise as quick as possible.” A disguise?” ‘That's what I said. I want to visit Mrs. Monte’s pees, or, at least, that vicinity.” Lazarus nodded, and a shrewd twinkle entered his eyes. “You vas @ smard young mans, Teadwood Tick,” he averred, “Thaff just vat you vants. I vill gonfess I knows much apout dot little piz- ness against Mr. Monte; and since you vas a detectives, and I intends hereafter to lead an honest life, I vill helb you allI can, Could you speaks like asb me der Hebrevy dialect?” oy Sa can dot, mine frient,” “Very goot! Isend you to Mrs. Monte, dis- Tam an artist. I vonce vas der best in _— as myself, Come, mine frient; I proves you Se oe Capt. Crimson Cowi. SS aS an der pizness. I haff peen to Mrs. Monte’s, and 1 can post you.” “Levi, yowre a brick!” the detective cried, enthusiastically. ‘Go ahead and fix me up, and success is sure.” Lazarus led the way to the back room, and, with the skillful aid of Racheh soon transformed Dick’s appearance into that of a Jew—tne very counterpart of Lazarus himself. The pawnbroker and his daughter were well supplied with the necessary articles to perfect the disguise, and when Dick was commanded to survey himself in a glass, he was certainly surprised, During the time he was being ‘* rigged out,” Lazarus and Rachelconversed rapidly in Hebrew and Dick judged, from the admiring glances the girl leveled at him and the exceeding care with which his toilet was being arranged, that the Jow Lad aroused in her a more than business interest in the daring adventurer. At last all was done; then, in confidence, Lazarus took Dick aside, and told him some things he had not known before, besides posting him how to act on his visit to Grass- Widow Monte’s cottage, The conversation went to prove that Lazarus had gradually gained an insight into the plot against James Monte; that he had unwittingly been drawn into the game, and had forcibly been made an accessory to the scheme, and a “fence” for Mork, alias Crimson Cowl, and that he was considered an active spy for the spotters. This confession was made with such apparent candor and humiliation that Deadwood Dick at, once concluded that Lazarus had an honest vein in him, and had resolved to cut loose from the scheming clique. Dick now bade the pawnbroker and hisdaugh- ter good-by, and took his departure. ‘Rachel, mine shild, we vas rich, purty soon, now,” the Jew said. ‘‘ Keep dot vedder eye on der young man, mine dear shild!” Half-way to Mrs. Monte’s, he encountered Sam Shortsleeves, the sheriff. ‘Hello! how you vas, mine frient?” Dick saluted. The sheriff, giving him a withering glance, replied: **Git out, ye sheeny! I'll break your bead!) ‘Not much you won’t!” Dick replied, in his natural yoice. ‘*‘ You_wouldn’t do that for the world, Shortsleeves. Have you seen Ruth, re- cently?” The official stared. “Yes, I have!” he replied. thunder is it your business?” “The business of an officer of the law!” was the reply. ‘‘ Away, now, to the Monte resi- dence, and guard it against intrusion, until I see you again. Lam Deadwood Dick!” Then turning, Dick hurried on, leaving Short- sleeves the most astonished man in Gunnison, CHAPTER XV. THE PSEUDO LEVI. Dick reached the vicinity of Felice Monte’s cottage just in time to catch a glance of Doctor Jacques entering the kitchen door, The kitchen was the only part of the house that was lighted. 4 “ AsT thought!” the detective mused ; ‘* Jacques has come to make a report of what he over- beard, 1 must hear the report!” He hurried forward, and a few seconds later, was rapping at the kitchen door. It was partly opened by Felice, who surlily demanded; ‘© Who's there?” ' ‘Mine uncle, Levi!” Dick responded, follow- ing the instructions which he ha received from Lazarus. “ Allright. Come in!” Dick entered the kitchen, to find four persons in the room, besides himself—Felice, Belle Monte, Doctor Jacques, and a smoothly-shaven, hard-faced man of over middle age, who, how- ever, the detective had no difficulty in recog- nizing as Jack Myers, of the stage-coach affair, otherwise Crimson Cowl the road-agent! The three at the table nodded, familiarly, while Felice handed the Jew a chair. Fortunately, the room was but dimly lighted by the one tallow candle, and Dick felt there was little danger of his identity being detected, or his disguise being penetrated. ‘“Well, Lazarus, what brings you out, to- night?” the smooth-faced man demanded, “Droubles!” was the reply. ‘I vas ferry much vorried, mine frient Michael!” ‘¢ What are you worried about?” “Dot brisoners—dot vellers, Teadwood Dick! Don’t speak tc me, or ‘* But, what in Veepin’ Rachel, dot man haf escaped, and ve shall all get arrested! Oh! I vish I vasa t’ou- sandt mile avay!” ‘‘Ob! nonseuse. We'll fix the cuss yet, and I was an idiot [ didn’t knife bim when I had him. Doe has just been telling that he had escaped, Where did you see him, Laz?” ‘He vas at mine store, not more ash ten minutes ago.” ‘* What tor?” ‘Handcuffs. I haff some in der vindow, and he vant to bu7 ’em,” ‘Did you si them to him, cuss you?” ‘‘ Taz” shook his head knowingly. ‘Not I,” he replied, ‘I tinks to mineseluf maype perhaps I ’spect what, te vant to do vid dose handcuffs, an’ I put der’ price so steep vot he not puy dem. DenI come quick here,” “ Bully for you, Lazarus, ow’re a jewel.” Then turning to the doctor, “ Michael* added. “Matters do look bad, Jac. But go on and let us know what you overheard.” ‘* Well,” said Jacques, ‘‘as I stated, I saw Deadwood Dick enter the bouse, when, unbe- known to any one, 1 was lounging in the parlor. I heard him inquire after Monte’s condition. Your daughter, Reckless Ruth, told him he was much worse, He then sent her atonce for a lawyer, and went up-stairs.” ‘"Bad pizness! bad pizness!” commented the pseudo Lazarus, “If he makes a vill, ve shall lose der -monish, an’ haf all our bains for our drubbles.” “Shut yer mouth!” growled Mike Mork. “If you're wantin’ to back out of the game, why, doso. Wecan get along without you.” “Not much vasJ draw out,” was the reply. “T stick to der vessels til she go down mit der bottom,” ‘‘ Well, keep mum, then. Go ahead, Jac.” “Well, I followed the detective up-stairs, and positioned myself outside of Monte’s door,” re- sumed Jacques, ‘and there became an interest- ed listener. Not suspecting my presence, the occupants of the room talked without restraint. It is unnecessary that I should repeat what kt overheard, as fewer words will explain matters, and there is no time to be lost, “This accursed Deadwood Dick has fathomed the whole scheme, and given it to Monte; not only given it to him, but fully convinced him so, henceforth, I am barred from the house, an my work has been frustrated in that direction.” ‘s Have the medicines been detected?” “Yes, The detective suspected them, and through his instrumentality the gir] Mora de- tected them. She dosed her pet cat, and the cat kicked the bucket.” Mork gritted his teeth. *‘ That is bad,” he growled. “T should say it was!” hissed Felice, her evil eyes flashing, and her vinegary visage assuming a harsh expression. ‘* What's to be done?” ‘‘ A thunderin’ pile, if we bope to win now,” Mork roplied. ‘ But for tbis infernal detective everything would have gone smooth. I curse myself that I didn’t kill the cuss when I had him in my power, Is there anything else, Doe?” ‘“ Monte’s will is to be made in Mora’s favor, and she is to be sole legatee, with exception of, if presume, the provisional dollar for the wife and other daughter. Jim Monte isnot the man who does things by halves, and now, confident that he may recover, by ceasing to use my medicines ho will be a hard subject to deal with, aided and abetted as he is by this Deadwood Dick, whom at last he considers a matchless sleuth, and, in my humble opinion, he ain’t far from right, The fellow is sharper than heat lightning.” “Well as rad, the will is to be made in Mora’s favor, and placed in Deadwood Dick’s hands for safe keeping. The witnesses to the document will most likely be Sheriff Shortsleeves. and either the detective or Ruth. If we hope t win, these parties must be _squelched, withou. delay aud the will destroyed. There is not & doubt in my mind but what Monte will pass in his checks, before morning, so what we do musi be done without celay!” “Very true. Wearein great danger. But, how did the accursed detective find me out? Mork demanded. “More than I can tell you, He has ferreted it out that you are both Mike Mork and Crimson Cowl, and that we are all, excepting Lazarus, in collusion in the scheme, How he has gained this information is more than I know or can surmise, He seems capable of solving any riddle, F ‘* What lawyer was sent for?” ‘“T don’t know. Dick ordered Ruth to get the best and most reliable one in in town!” “e, —oe oc 4 ~~ a a
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_ outskirts of the town, and remain there for the Capt. Crimson Cowl. is “ Although | “Must I go to-night? ‘the hour is getting very late!” ‘Yes, to-night is the time, if ever. The | blow must be struck before daylight comes.” ‘** But, will you be sure and soon come to my rescue?” ‘Curse that girl!” Mork gritted. she is my daughter, she is proving treacherous. | She had better keep out of my way. Now, work Failure stares us in the face, but victory must be ours. is before us, and no time must be lost. It’s either victory or prison. ‘Ere now, no doubt, the will is made, so tuere’s three moves to be made: Deadwood Dick, Ruth, and the | ing!” lawyer must all be silenced; the will must be! ‘‘ Very well, then I will go at once. I am secured and destroyed; then the sheriff, Mora, | willing todo anything in my power to assist you and Jim are to follow, It’s a desperate under- | and help papa out of his trouble.” taking, but I am satisfied we shall succeed!” ‘*T tink I haff a plan!” the pseudo spoke up. “Out with it, then! You've got a pretty shrewd head, Levi, and perhaps can suggest something useful!” ““Yesh! I tinks Ican. I haf peen in der habit of borrowing money from Monte, at times, to put out on loans. I now haf bayments to muke to him, s> dotI can make access to his house, See?” “ Yes. Goon!” “Vell, I go mit his house in, and see how der land lays, and den come pack and report. In der mean time, you all keeps yourseluf quiet here, and let no one in der house ondil I return. Vile at der Monte mansion, I vil teliver to Miss Mora a letter purporting to come from Tead- wood Tick, asking her to come to mine vacant house, vich ish on der outskirds of der town, der letter delling her dot der writer baf made a most important discovery, and needs assistance. “Der ay to mine house is dark, and not so mooch settled, and vile on der vay you can kid- nap der girl, and take here to der house, and can do as.you like mit her. Dot ish none of my Sr ga 80 long vot I gets my share of der Spoils, ““T vill den go to der hotel where Teadwood Tick stops, and ven he shleeps sount vid der aid of some instruments vot I haf, I vil gwick der room, secure der vil, and dot much vil be done. Der rest of der peesness vil be easy. After I returns to Ae you, Meester Mork, can go to Teadwood Tick’s room, and do as you blease. - Dot yil pe none of my peesness!” “‘ By heavens, you are a shrewd one, and a daring one, too, Jew!” Mork declared, admir- ingly. ‘ The plan is a capital one, and shall be carried out. Once we get possession of Mora and the will, and silence Deadwood Dick, the rest, as you say, will be easy, There is one thing, however, that I would suggest.” ~ **Vot ish dot?” “That weall go to your vacant house, on the ' organize a band of men, and fetch them to your rescue!” Dick then went up-stairs to the sick-room, and found Ruth and Sheriff Shortsleeves on duty, while the invalid was sound asleep. ‘“Well, detective, what luck?’ the sheriff asked. ‘*Oh! pretty fair,” Dick replied. ‘I’ve lo- cated the game, and am going to gather it in, pretty soon. I shall need your services, how- ever, and a few good men besides.” “All right. [P’m at your disposal whenever you want me, and shall be only too glad to help you! “Very well. Go now and get half a dozen men together, and have them at Fargo’s about sunrise, I will have Mr. Monte’s enemies under lock and key!” The sheriff then took his departure, to carry out Dick’s instructions, while the latter conversed a few minutes with Ruth, revealing to her the role Mora was to play, so that the girl sport would not be alarmed at her absence. Then cautioning her to keep a sleepless watch over the sick man, to tireless sleuth took his de- parture, and at once made his way to the lately untenanted cottage of Levi Lazarus, to find it already tenanted by the quartette of schemers. ‘“We got her!” Mike Mork said, in triumph, after he had admitted the mock Jew. ‘‘ Didn’t have the least trouble in the world.” ‘*Dot ish goot!” Deadwood Dick replied. "Ware you haff got her now?” “In the next room, bound to a chair. She kicked up such a row that we was forced to do it. What have you accomplished since we saw you last, hesides sending the girl here?” “* Vel, I have visited Tedwood Tick’s room in t?e hotel, and searched his clothes, but I don’d vas find no vill. If he haf got it he baf hidden itp? ork uttered an oath. ‘“‘That’s devilish unfortunate!” he growled. ‘Tf a will was made some one has got it. How was Monte when you was at the house?” “* A good deal petter. Reckless Ruth say he haf hopes of recovery!” Mork grated his teeth wickedly. “He'll trip up on that if Ihave to knife bim | again!” he hissed. ‘‘Who was in attendance upon him while you were there?” ‘** Reckless Ruth!” ‘Curse the girl! She is too much in the way to suit my notion, and I shall be under the neces- sity of putting her out of it, I am afraid.” ‘* Perhaps she has the will in her possession!” spoke up Belle. ‘‘ You know she and father have been quite thick together, of late!” ‘* Just my idea,” assented Felice. ‘‘ It’s more than probable that your surmise is right. What do you think, Mike?” “Tt hadn't occurred to me until now,” was the reply. ‘' There may be something in that; anyhow, it will bear investigation, after I have paid a visit to Deadwood Dick, Did you leave the door of his room unfastened, Levi?” ‘Yes, [ did, und, more as dot, I makes him present. It will be safer than here, and we shall need to be there to guard our prisoner. Is the i gt el ‘No . > + “Well, we can take along some blankets for to-night, and to-morrow move in some furniture. Have you the key to the house?” ‘ No, you will find t’e door unlocked.” 2 Yy well. We will go there at once, and I will be on the lookout, when the girl comes along. You can go now and tend to your part, and if you suce your share in the results will be large.” ‘‘Laz” seemed greatly pleased at this pros- pect, and took his departure. : a z CHAPTER XVI. BEGINNING OF THE END, LEAVING the Monte cottage Dick made way to the house of James Monte, where sought a private interview with Mora. To ber ne made known the particulars of his recent adventure, and instructed her how to act he her part in the plot to have her captured by | sdrong under der influence of gloryform.” Mark. : ° “Then, I allow it behooves me to pay him a »Mora was a brave girl, but was doubtful of | visit before he wakes up. Ab! are you off, ee consequences of such an adventure. | Levi?” for Levi had risen from his seat. 3‘ They may murder me!” she said. ‘ “Yes 1 tink Igo home. Good-py!” a“ No fear of that!” Dick replied. “I don’t} “Good-by. Ill see you to-morrow,” and elieve tet mother is inhuman enough to allow | Dick left the cottage, and hurried away in the dat to be done!” dark, “* Why not, if she is inhuman enough to enter sato such an awful conspiracy against my father?” ; ; ‘ “Oh! I don’t believe you will be harmed, at all. You will simply be held a prisoner, until vhey can get a hold of your father’s wealth. My object in having you fall into their power is 0 get a positive case against them, so that I san have them arrested, with other evidence “The game works fine!” he muttered. “If Mr, Mike Mork visits my room, as I have no doubt he will, he will fina a committee of two there to receive him, namely, the sheriff and myself. Once we get him d, it will be easy naa a to handle the rest of the gang. Veriiy, mA ew disguise has stood me ina good turn,” ick did not go immediately to the hotel, but dropped into et where he found Sheriff than my own of their guilt. Shortsleeves and half a dozen sturdy men in _“T hope, then, etter tiey are once in jail, to | waiting, atid get.a confession out of your sister, as States’| Dick ordered them to remain at the saloon, a | that will implicate the other three. | while, accompanied by Shortsleeves, he set out en if I fail in this, I have no fear but what I | for his room, at the hotel. an secure their conviction,” On the way he made known his clever dodge ‘* Most assuredly, and that, too, before morn- | ‘‘Very well, The sooner you go the better. I | will go up and see your father awhile, and then | midnight. { will join you there, and, ere another | Monte. to take Crimson Cowl into custody, in his forth- coming visit, and the official was greatly elated. at the prospect of bagging such valuable game. **You’re a brick, as I always said you war, since I furst see’d you!” the sheriff declared. | ““IfL had your gumption, I'd be pretty lively, ou can bet, for ['m no baby, if 1 do say et. Yow, what do you want of me?” ** What do I want of you? Well, my plan is this, and I have faith it will work successfully: ‘* Crimson Cowl, supposing me to be chloro- formed, willenter my room to kill me, {[ will be in bed, apparently aslee ihe x he enters. ° ' The light will be burning. Close to the head of | my bed, protected by a curtain, is a niche or | alcove, wherein you can be secreted. After the | Outlaw stealthily enters the room, and his back / is turned to you, pounce upon him, and secure | his knife. He will bandle no other, in my room, , as firearms wouldn’t do. When you have se | cured his knife, or knife arm, I will do the | I have everything ready!” ‘“*Kerect, my friend, but, maybe you w | have a chance to take a handinitatall. 6G good thump from my pile-driver, bere, will | the cuss out in beautiful shape!” | ‘*Don’tdo it, I lead here, and as U.S, D can arrest without a warrant. You are only my second in the case. Satistied?’ ‘*Ef I wasn’t l’d orter be whaled within an inch of my life,” was the response, Then they strode on 1n silence! CHAPTER XVIL CONCLUSION, MIKE MORK said little after the pseudo Jew’s departure from the Lazarus tenement, but sat with knitted brows in deep thought. | ‘*To-night must tell the tale!” be said, glanc- ing at Felice, ‘‘If we win, we win. If we lose | we lose. Thechances are we will—” ‘“* What?” Felice demanded, fiercely. ‘* Lose !” was the grim reply. ** You’re a f ol!” was the sharp retort. ‘‘ Are “ea weakening? Theroad tosuccess is straight fore you! Go ahead and do your work.” ‘**T notice you do a mighty little of it, Felice!” “Tf you prefer; I will do the whole, and claim the whole,” she said, serenely. “Well, no, I reckon not,” Mork growled. ‘ve done the mosti#f the work, and intend to have most of the profits!” ** Then, why do you hesitate?” ‘*T have astrange foreboding of coming eyil!” was the reply. ‘‘ Felice, you were always ef evil genius, and I somehow fee] impressed wit an idea that we will fail!” ‘* Bah! you're getting chicken-hearted) How are we to fail? Monte is at the point of death; Mora is under our control; and Deadwocd Dick is at your mercy. As for the rest—bah! If you are afraid, I will care for them. Brace up, and begone! You have work to do, ere morn- ing, and it must be done well. I hope you are not so ignorant, but what you understand my meaning?” “I’m no fool!” was the gruff reply, as the ruffian arose. ‘‘ Three of the obstacles shall be removed before sunrise. In the mean time, mind your p’s and q’s. No sleep to-night! I’m off now, and when you hear from me again, you will hear news.” Donning a long rubber coat, and bat of the same material, Mork left the cottage, and his face at once underwent a great change of ex- pression, being more characteristic of the ma- levolent nature of a demon. “She’s a good ’un!” he muttered, fiercely. ‘* She always took me as a fool-tool, but she will find that experience has made me even sharper than she is. I will do the work before me.” He quickened his pace; but shortly he slack- ened it to a slow walk; a flocd of detaining memories seemed to sweep over him. ‘Ruth is connected with this,” he muttered, “and I deserted her—left ber to shift for her- self, ize her, and intuiticn tells me she knowsme. Never would she bave identified me but for her acquaintance with that devil Dead- wood Dick. Gods! how I hate the fellow, with all his shrewdness! ‘He loves Ruth; Ruth Joves him; at least so rite, says, and Jacques don’t often go very much out of the way. Curse the girl! Does she seek vengeance on me? We will see /” | That old tigerish gleam appeared in bis evil | eyes, and he drew and felt of the edge of a e. “Tl be sure, this time!” be muttered. “Things are getting a little close, but, I’!} play the last ball for the corner pocket, or—lose !” Directly he came to the residence cf James e window of the sick man’s room
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was up, the blinds wide open, and a brilliant food of light shone out through the darkness, Ruth was sitting near the window, yet in plain view, engaged in reading as the patient slept. Mork glared at her a moment, all his evil pas- sions aroused. ‘It was she who gave me away!” he hissed, *tHow else could the detective have got onto the business? My one child, too! But, what of that? Treachery of child to parent needs but one raward. And, by the gods, she shall bave it, and then—then, I'l easily fix the other.” In a fit offuncontrollable passion, which was a part of his fiendish nature, he had drawn a self-cocking revolver, and then tbe weapon went off. “ ; With a low scream, Ruth threw up her arms, and disappeared from view, of course falling .upon the flocr. * q 4. The assassin waited a moment, then hoarsely ‘uttered: ski‘ I’ve done for her, and theshot has not been sonird. I might as well finish the other at once,” ‘Over the fence he went, and up one of the ve- pianda pillars, with the agility of a cat, bis skill | roving that he had indéed once been a seaman, | ** The roof gained, it took but a moment :to reach the window, and a glance revealed Reck- Jess Ruth stretched upon \the floor, to all ap- pearances, dead. James Monte was sitting upright in bed, a | wild, terrified look upon his face. With an oath, Mork drew a knife, and at- | | | tempted to enter the room, through the open casement. sf But, stop! The figure on the floor suddenly sprung erect; a pistol gleamed in her hand; then there was @ flash and a report, ' | ward, upon the window sill, about’ half in and abont half out of the room, just as Deadwood | Dick and Sheriff Shortsleeves made their ap- | eparance on the roof of the veranda which they ad detected the would-be assassin in act of climbing. } But they were too late. Crimson Cowl, -alias Mike Mork, had paid the | enalty of his wickedness, and that, too, by the and of his own offspring! _It was while proceeding to the hotel that they | heard the shot, and making their way hastily .o Monte’s residence they had witnessed the tragedy of the window, That detained them but a few moments, and ¥ to ‘close in” at once, Deadwood Dick and Sbort- Ae; sleeves soon a raid led on the cottage occupied by Mrs. Monte and Belle, and captured botb of them, bi os well as Doctor Jacques, and consigned them to ' the care of the local jailer, atthe same time, of course, rescuing and restoring Mora to her home. y , As Dick had predicted, the terrors of the jail caused Belle Monte to make a full confession, implicating herself and her mother, Mike Mork and Jacques. For this testimony she received only a light sentence, the mother and doctor re- ceiving long terms of imprisonment. The crime was also fixed upon Henhawk Hank, at about the same time, of shooting at Fighting Fargo, and he was given a fivo year’s rest in the State Prison. Not long after these tragic and exciting events, James Monte was sufficiently recovered to be about; then there was a grand wedding—a double one, too—at the Monte mansion. The principals of the affair were, Hal Hayden and pretty Mora Monte, as couple Number One. Couple Number Two, was Miss Ruth Mork, and Mr. James Monte;—for as nursé and patient, the two had grown to love each other, and as nae since peed epg Vr Lae tie i an admir- able one, in spite of the disparity of ages. Among thcee tresses) 5 -oel Deadwood Dick, ‘Lazarus. formed, Levi mildly hinted that it would be a propitious occassion for the detective and Racbel to link their fates tegether; but as Dick was not “on the marry” at that particular time, he was forced to excuse himself, for the time being. He received a fine reward for bis services, and ‘then, needing rest and relaxation from pro- fessional duty, he started on a pleasure trip to the East, of which he knew practically nothing, bis principal destination being the great cities of New “York and Philadelphia. Q i“ THE END. With a death-yell, Mike Mork sunk ,down- | & Sheriff Shortsleeves, and Levi and Rachel | After the first two ceremonies had been per_ | 97 Bronze Jack. By Albert W 4 P, Ingrahain Bs ee nee. 10¢ 2 orcas 117 Daswina Danpy. By Major Dangerfield Burr. 10¢ we 2 ath 118 Tae Buratar Caprain, By J. H. Ingraham, 10¢ 2 1 A Harp Crown. By Philip S, Warne........... 10¢ | 119 ALanama Jor. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.... 10¢ fr 2 Tue Dare-Devu., . By Col. P.Ingraham,.... . 10c 120 Tue Texan Spy. By Newton M. Curtis. 10¢ 8 Kir Carson, Jk, By Buckskin Sam.........+. 10¢ | 121 THe Sea Caper. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham, 10e q 4. Tae Kipnaprrer. By Philip 5, Warne.... tie | 122 Savi, Sappernay. 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