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whew 5 DEADWOOD DICK. 95 Farmer’s stock in the mine may be offered for sale scon, by the share. Buy it up, unless it goes way up. Run it way up. That may draw out interest. Buy Raymond's, if offered. He has one-third of the whole stock, which Z lies between him and Farmer, and consists of three thou- sand shares, all told.” So, as Doctor Dorking, Dick had relocated in Right Bower, and was satisfied that no one suspected his identity, unless it was Raymond; for he felt sure that the tmad-dog story was a lie, and that the mine-owner had an object to discover who the doctor was. That afternoon a3 the doctor was sitting by a table in Gold Brick’s Palace, he saw Raymond enter the room. “ An intuition seemed to warn him that mischicf was brewing, but he felt less concerned now, than he might have done at another time, from the fact that there were five men scattered about the room, whom ke knew he could depend on—men whom he had tried and found true as steel long before Right Bower had any existnece. He had met them up in the mountains, digging at a poor claim, and they were glad of the chance to leave their Work to serve their old-time master. cE However, Raymond gave no evidence of a disposition to t Create immediate trouble, for he presently approached the doctor, and accosted him: “Good-afterncon, Doe. Infernally dull about town. What say to a quiet little game of poker?” “I’ve no objections, to help while away time,” the doc- tor answered, calling for a fresh pack of cards. “Shall we Play for eny particular sum?” “Oh! I'll chance fifty on a game.” “Very well. Fifty dollars a side it shall be!” the doc- tor asserted, putting up his stake. : * The game was played, and tre doctor won with case. _ second, a third, a fourth, end - a resulted the ¢ way, the games being quickly yed. : Raymond was deeply canaeived for a considerable humber of the habitues of the place were interested spec- tators. Then, too, to be beaten five straight, without a 3 ” for the money he had lost, was annoying to his q Pride. how long is this infernal luck of yours going Bo Insti be toto, hotky. “T've'a notion 7 can vara th and. - _ > > comichooks.conn