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82 fur an’ so binay: ater a tum’le like that,” added Yellowstone. The trail led on for over half a mile, | then seemed to end all at once. The _ blood-drops were no longer to be seen, until Yellowstone pointed to a place _ where the wall slanted abruptly down to _ the canyon bed. His keen eye had de- ath tected a tiny blotch of blood. “ He's in them bushes, I reckon,” mut- tered Jack. His voice was abruptly drowned by a balf-stifled shnek, coming from the point | toward which esr faces were turned. - Then the words: - “ Mercy—would you murder me?” “It’s Maynard’s voice. I know it!” cried Warren, leaping up the rude steps and tearing aside ‘the vine-wreathed _ bushes, rev ealin a dark cavity. “« Mter "1m 5 ell it into a pizen scrape, the old fool,” Jack growled, as he spra mng forward. A strange scene lay before them. The weird woman clutching a knife, bending over the feebly struggling emigrant. She had heard the cry of John Warren, and turned her head in surprise. The emigrant sprang forward, and wrested the weapon from her hand, _ hurling her with violence against the rocks. She dropped in a heap, sense- less. faintly uttered Maynard, “My cried the almost distracted father, _ staring wildly around, as though hoping to discover his lost ones hidden within the cave. ‘“Heaven knows,” brokenly replied the’ young man. “ They were with me when I was shot; then I fell down from the ledge we were upon. A strange man found me and brought me here. Then sie came, and ‘i “Whar is he? Mebbe he kin tell us somethin’,” suggested Yellowstone Jack, as Warren san ae tke floor. At this moment a rifle shot sounded from without, mingled with a shrill yell of mortal agony; and a moment later there came a dull, heavy, sickening thud upon the rocky bed of the canyon. “Come out here, you fellows; Lvs made a coup and found a prize!” cied Campbell's voice, exultantly. As the trio emerged, they saw him bending over 2 horribly crushed and child—Minnie—where is she?” YELLOWSTONE JACK. — “Thank Heaven! I owe you my life,” | Brindle Joe. growing more obstructed by bush and i in nice business, too! mangled corpse, coolly tearing off th feathered scalp-lock. P “A chief—see!” and he held up t > disgusting trophy, while a fiendish ex-— pression distorted his pale features “A chief of the Blackfeet; and he 1 was You see ah ledge above; it’s where the blue lin : rock ends. He was upon bite now, old man, don’t go into a fit—sh oY: a fy all right, though she did fall back o1 of pet sight ; I-said he was with a woman ; white woman. You re right, old man ii ‘twas one of those we're gOS for. aC black-haired one.’ | A groan of agony burst from Warre vs lips; but then he quickly brightened up. Nig Though Campbell had seen only one, it was possible that Minnie was also sae At least Ada would be apt to know where she was to be found. a “Quick, we must rescue her; an hasten !” | Ve 4 eae Easy, old man ; thar’s tho young" 4 feller an’ the ala “Thar goes the wit {2 yelled Brin Joe, pointing along the canyon b ‘“‘How’d she slip past us ?” Sa elt | cs You fellers kin see to the gal; Tm goin’ to ketch that witch;” gritted — a Yellowstone. “ ee s Chavez to pay fom nt. 1) He darted away, closely followed oy “We'll have to leave the young man, ij since he is unable to walk,” said Camp. 4 bell. “ We can send back for him aftor we rescue the lady. I'll tell him.” ae Maynard gladly consented to remain — | behind, when he heard what had hap \ pened. Campbell left him a revolver, to defend himself with, in case of need aad | then left the den, accompanied py Sohn ‘a LW arren. “i ; ‘““ Now, old man, put your legs to go use. The sooner as get eee easier I'll feel,” muttered Campbell, dar ing away. CHAPTER XVI. ‘hae YELLOWSTONE JACK AND THE WITCH, s52WLLOWSTONE JACK and Brindle ua? Joe pressed forward at top speed upon the trail of the weird ~ woman. Yet their progress was com- ~ paratively slow, the bed of the canyon ~ A : We \ - aes > in ‘ * cComicboo €