Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Horse Among The Cowboys; Or, The League Of The Plains — page 33: what you’re looking at

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WHICH IS THE ENT Sl f Cowboys and soldiers had all mixed up for a good time. The prisoners, or the remnant of Hard- ine’s band, were kept under guard to be sent to Fort Phillips for trial. Everybody was in high spirits. Frank Reade, jun., seemed to partake of this, for he suddenly turned to Arthur, and said : “Can you not prove your claims to the Star Ranch now P” “This very moment,” replied Arthur. “Good! 1 call for three cheers for the new proprietor of the Star Ranch.” They were given lustily. “ Begorra, it’s a foine tome all around,” cried Barney. “ Kh, naygur?” The Celt tripped the darkie up, and Pomp retorted. , “Ki dar, Vish, don’ yo’ .try no sky- larkin’ on dis chile.” Then the two friends gripped for a friendly old-time wrestle. But Major Vose, who was in high spirits, slapped Arthur on the back. “So you’re to run the rival ranch, are you, friend Bentley ? Well, I wish you luck.” “No,” cried Arthur, suddenly. ise | think that the. Comfort Ranch and the | sudden, so I am sure we shall shock no sense of propriety.’ Arthur motioned to a clerical-looking man. It was the chaplain of the regi- ment. He advanced and opened a prayer-book. Major Vose stood inactive a moment. Then he took the hands of the two young people and joined them. “ My blessing goes with my children !” he declared, earnestly. * * * * Onee more we will take the reader bacl to Readestown. Frank Reade, jun., Barney and Pomp are safely at home, and the Steam Horse is in winter quarters. Frank Reade, jun. the wonderful young inventor, is in his library when the door opens and a gentleman enters. “ Why, Captain Bentley, | am clac to see you !” exclaimed Frank, looking up. “ Pray be seated.” The old captain’s eyes were beaming with joy. © “ [have simply come in to express my gratitude for the rescue of my boy,” he declared. “But why did you not bring him back to me ?” | “ You must ask him,” said Frank. “ He Star Ranch will have to be run as one | is far too happy, I imagine, in his Western institution hereafter. Eh, Helen?” The young girl blushed, and her eyes were downcast. The major looked from one to the other keenly, and exclaimed : “Bh? What the deuce do you mean? So, that’s the game, is it And you would leave your old father, Helen—” “No,” eried Helen, throwing her arms about his neck. “I will not, for—" “ We shall consolidate the two ranches, Major Vose,” said Arthur, bluntly. ‘ And now, | know of no better way than to ‘clinch matters right here. In the new West, nothing can be too abrupt and Frank Reade, Jun., with his New Steam Horse in the Great American Desert ; or, home to come back here. You ought to go to him.” T will do so,” replied the captain. — * And he kept his word. On all the Texas ranges there is no ranch now so prosperous as the Star. Arthur Bentley and his fair bride attribute their great happiness wholly to the efforts of Frank Reade and his wonderful Steam Horse. But, arrived home for a rest, Frank suddenly found it cut short by being called forth upon a new mission, the details of which may be found in thrilling _ form in No. 9 of the YouNG INVENTORS Liprary, entitled: yi sae THE SANDY TRAIL OF DEATH! 3 *B00T* aie BOUGHT SO.b é; QTH, MELD. MARKET . SAFURDAYS _R- MANN x 7 XOHANGED «3 th "ie ae HO, 18 YORK ST) Ey o. a ” i ake et eS pee etiam . ne oe ” a ‘ = a —— ps = . — ° - > & ail » 4 “* : ey : 4 H d a> @ | ¢ ‘ , © e Mg . : “ | iM t w \l «a ‘ ef tf Ay ® (|