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10 THE MAID OF THE MOUNTAIN. miners and prospecters had been killed in the mountains, and robbed of their gold and stores. No one was spared to tell who did the work. . The miners, therefore, in that section, had banded together as Regulators. The chosen captain was a Se » hard- fisted six-footer, skilled in wood- nature for such a command. His lieuten- ant, on the contrary, was a smooth-faced, handsome stripling, perhaps twenty years of age. But not one among the band who did not approve their captain’s choice. Thomas Elliot, though young in years, no child in mountain-craft. He was a sure shot, a practiced runner, and possessed of rare courage. A better arbitrator than Tommy Elliot was not to Y be had. ‘He settled all their differences, presided over their situs tribunals, which sentenced robbers or murderers, and dealt out _ justice to all. That smooth-faced boy liad encou ep ga and difficulties bravely, at which many mould hae ;,and yet, he bad not been bred to euch 1ings, Hé w a New Yorker, whose bad luck in the stri ie at ene yeamn, ond who came to this bs a to. make up for his losses, ft ‘band had built, fires, and were cooking their evening a nih att 4 no , take long to provide it... The sierras swarm- : ale me, and. each miner had brought down a rd and broiled it, spitted on a stick or ramrod, ofa te Hay . Tbe captain and lieutenant sat together, and were. in low tones of the work they had to do. id Adam Lane, the captain, “if I find any Is they will have but little time to say their ~haye revenge for the death of Garry Bur- ! eee “ He would not Jisten to rea- 2 . foot-hills were full of villains who gold he had on his pack-mules, And now his bomen. whiien _* Yes. He was so happy because A ey ae ia iales, nd anid JOT. the gial be hacJaned. co loog I m & rough Pe hes Tommy, bat it makes my beart very sad Commicloooks.conn