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2d ~ “Oh, it is the doctor and Alma?” cried Miss Ellis, delightedly. Uhe next moment Dr. Brookes was bend- ing over Marion. Two hours later the young girl was lying upon her bed in her room at the hotel, and three of Omaha’s best physicians were in at- tendance upon her. Fortunately, no bones were broken, but she had been severely bruised. eral days before she could venture from the apartment. When Bert found the Sonate he was still mourning over his horses, but he handed the two robbers over to the police with a smile of satisfaction. , “Reck’n now thet thar feller is er gittin’ his pay somewhars else,” he said, as they placed the dead robber into the patrol wagon that had been sent out from the city. “But this hyar one wuz ther wust of ther two, ‘an’ he’s been spared fer ther fate what’s most fitted fer sech rascals. He'll dangle from ther callers, if he ever hez ther luck ter git thar!” “Well, the one that lassoed Marion will - never get there, if I can help it!” exclaimed Bert, furiously. “I’m not usually revenge- ful, but I wouldn't answer for myself if I came face to face with that fellow! I'd be sorely tempted to commit instant murder !” “T shall never forget it!’ cried Miss Ellis, when the members of the company gathered in Marion’s room later. “We had just caught sight of Marion, when he dashed out of the bushes, and bert whipped up the bronchgs and yelled like an Indian! That scared the fellow, and away he went! Why, it wasn’t a second before he had vanished!” “Ves, and I couldn't go after him,” said Pert, regretfully. “When I saw Marion ly- ing in the road | forgot everything else. But the police assure me that they will catch the ruffian.” “Tr’s the first ‘hold-up’ they have had so near here for some time, they tell me,” said Dr. Brookes, soberly; “and, of course, poor Marion had to be the. victim.” He gave the young girl a tender look, and as he put his fingers upon her pulse he pressed her hand gently. “Well. the commodore was a brave man to MY QUEEN, It would be sev- | settle two of them,” chimed in Miss Allyni “Now, to make the -proper ending to the trag- edy, he ought to marry Marion—but, dear me, where would the girl be if she had mar- ried all her rescuers! Why, she has been the heroine of a.score of such adventures: and yet the heroes—some of them—are here to- day, and not a blessed one of them has been | rewarded.” . ‘“Let’s see—our friend Archie Ray was the > first hero, was he not?” asked Miss Ellis, | mischievously ; “and the doctor was the next, and Howard Everett, the dramatic critic, was | the next--—” “Oh, you can’t ee to name thein—they | are legion!” laughed Miss Allyn; “and yet Marion remains-as heart whole and fancy | free as she was at the beginning of her event-— ful career. It is mmply marvelous! { can-— not understand it.” | ’ agen would if-you were in my place, ALS ,” laughed Marion. “They're all so noble snd good that I cannot choose between them. — But do somebody tell me how the commodore is faring.” “Oh, he’s as sound as a dollar. That was merely a flesh wound,” spoke up Mr. Temple. Then, as a loud rap came upon the door, he went promptly to open it. “Here he is this minute. Now, he can speak for himself,” he said, quickly. And the next minute the old ranchman came in and went straight toward Marion. — “Ther bravest gal in ther world!” he said, in his monstrous voice. “Ef it hadn’t been fer her, I’d er been plugged chock full of bullets; but she hit him er lick thet he won’t fergit very soon. Yer’d orter see his face! It looks as ef er cyclone hed struck him!’ “What! Is he captured so soon?” asked Bert, hilariously. The commodore nodded. “They jest ketched him,” he said, chuck-_ ling. ‘“Thet thar hoss ef his’n wuz winded somehow er other, an’ they foun’ him skulk- in’ in ther woods nussin’ ther welts on his face thet this hyar nervy gal give him.” ; There was general rejoicing at the pleasan; | news, and then Mr. Temple stated that he intended giving the company a two-days’ va- cation. 4 “T shall not try to fill Marion’s place and Eomicbooks a