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Old Sleuth Library, Issued Quarterly—By Subscription, 25 cents per Annum, Copyrighted 1885, by George Munro. Copyrighted 1885, by George Munro. —Entered at the Post Office at New York at Second Class Rates.—Jan. 4, 1886, Sete rt - A MEE THE MOUNTED DETECTIVE. CHAPTER I. ‘* WHoa! Badger; easy, old fellow! as I live there’s something there!’’ A strange and thrilling scene was presented, as the words above quoted fell from the lips cf Tom Hawk, otherwise known as Night-Hawk, The Mounted Detective. Tom was a special, detailed to work up the river shore business, secured by the united efforts of several wealthy residents along the banks of the Hudson. | A large number of robberies had been com- mitted, and it was concluded that there was a regularly organized gang of burglars, formed to ‘‘ work’ country residences; and robberies had become so frequent, and the perpetrators so bold, the people along the river districts lived in a state of terror, as did the good people in the time ot the Black Douglass. The man selected for the duty was a noted detective, who had long been in the government service in the South-west. He had been intro- duced to the residents by Badger, one of our most noted local officers, as especially fitted by his former service for the duty of trailing down the river district gang; and the daring officer, owing to his name of Hawk, and alertness un- der the stars, had earned the sobraquet of Night- AHlawk. Our hero owned a magnificent Kentucky racer, which he had trained from a colt, and which he had named in honor of his friend, the great city detective, Badger. The man was a wonder when it came to feats of endurance and cunniog and daring, and the horse was equally a wonder, owing to his intelligence, and the re- markable manner in which he had been trained. To see man and horse together one would have been led to think that the sagacious ani- mal understood every wora bis master said to him; and he had been taught manv astonishing tricks, such as never have been witnessed in the circus ring. Tom Hawk, upon the night when our tale opens, was on a special trail. He had secured setiain information which leé him to believe By OLD SLEUT=E. that the gang contemplated an attack on the mapsiun of a well-known resident, and he had luid his plans to be on deck. The night was dark, and our hero was sicwly riding along the road, when suddenly Badger, his blooded steed, reared high in the air, sent up his ears and sncrted with curved neck, in- dicating that some startling object had come under his gaze. Quick as a flash, Tom Hawk leaped from his horse, drew his masked-lantern aud flashed the sharp ray around,-:and an instant later bid his horse be still, in the words with which we open our narrative. A most thrilling discovery was revealed by the masked-lantern; the light fel] upon the form of a beautiful girl, the white, rigid face up- turned, and presenting a picture that caused the detective to exclaim: | ‘“* It’s a dead angel!’’ Addressing his hcrse as he cast the rein from his arm, the detective said: ‘*Ti’s all right, Badger, old boy, and now none ef vour nonsense, stand 'still !”’ The animal quietea down at. once, and stood as docile as a lamb, as the detective advanced, lamp in hand, closer to the bcdy of the dead girl. | Tom, however, encountered a second surprise which caused him to recoil as he would not have recoiled from a more ghastly sight. The beautiful figure opened its eyes as he approach- ed, and he ejaculated: | ‘* It’s a living giri!’’ In an instant he recovered from his surprise ‘and sprung forward to assist the girl to rise to her feet. lt was a warm night, and she had lain in a cluster of bushes and wild flowers. The detect- ive seized the girl’s hand, and assisted her to rise, and at the same moment remarked, in a pleasant tone: ‘‘1} reckon you cverslept yourself?’’ She gazed at him in a startled manner, and did not make any reply, but there was a furtive giance in ber beautif ul eyes. . ‘ : \ 7 . ~ r. ame . _ = vs —“— — ie : : — Ct > . 2 er PH Pe PUES LIE Ce Pp LAE Le ; Fe ie eS are A) feu ™ 5 hag Be 2 We 0 tee ‘OO at , pe ie k <¢+ & SHe- ee oe. ; Na ey S F-4 Md = 2 fae 4 say <=) . rr =% : ; Cre xr aeate 6 SE ym & yen ae Wad s rs ‘ om. - ; a % so < tr? % pee = ‘en . “7 ~ a" » 2 7 “ * , en . a ; 5 hy. » bad Ce é ‘‘ You must look out next time how you Hie down to sleep beside the road. Il reckon your friends will be worried about you.”’ The girl still remained silent, but her eyes were fixed upon the face of our hero in a sin- gularly searching manner. ‘* Come, I will see you to your home,”’ said the detective. At length the girl's lips parted, and as it afterward appeared, she involuntarily queried: ‘‘“Were you with him?” The detective gazed at her in return in a wondering manner, when she suddenly appeared to recover her fullest keen senses, and said: ‘*‘] am much obliged to ycu, bul I can find my way home alone.”’ . Tom, however, had made a singular discov- ery; his keen eyes discerned thit the girl’s hand was bruised, her hair disheveled, and there was a biuise on the side of her head, and like a flash it came over his mind that she had not been sleeping, Cut had fallen amidst the flowers in- sensible. 3 Tom was an old-timer. He gave nothing away, but he was not the man to be baffled. ‘* What scared you, miss?’’ he asked. Her tace flushed, and she answered quickly: ‘* Nothing scared me; 1 was—”’ : She @id not finish the sentence; it was evi- dent that she recoiled from telling a falsehood. ‘‘That’s right, my child, do not attempt to deceive me. -I1 know you were not sleeping, you have just recovered from 3 faint; now. come, tell me what scared you?’ -**] will tell you nothiag!’’ and she jerked up her bonnet and walked away. The detective was mystified. He knew there was something wrong, but he did not attempt to detain her; but he did glance around the spoé where she had lain, and his eyes fell upon a little drawing portfolio, and, as he raised it from the ground, a photograph fell out, and, as the detective picked it up and flashed the flame of his lamp upon the pictured face, an exclama- tion of horror fell from his Tips. In a moment his light was extinguished. 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