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/ ~_* Cw Irn ewe 6 -_—_--— - — _--—- — . . “<< — Oe ee et eee ~— Cinnsmen Chip. et OO ee oes em tree fe ** @e -_——--—-——- idol, fer he p’inted sou’west an got excited. I | insult the general’s daugiter, as can casily be : strained my old wars, but c’utin’t heer one con- sarned word about et.” “This Cinnamon Chip must be enlisted in my service, then,” Captain Jack said, rising. ‘I will go at once to the town and hunt her up; for I want to start in the morning, if I can in any way secure her services.” Keerect, an’ ef ye hain’t no objections, I'll pedestrianize along with you, fer twixt you an’ me an’ ther gooseberry-bush, thet leetle town o’ Bummer’s Bend wouldn’t be a healthy place fer ye ter strike, ef it war known ther bizness w’ich etches ye inter Arizona,” *‘ And why not?’ Mayburn exclaimed, in sur- pris6, “Oh! I don’t ’zactly know why, but I’ve seen sur wighty s’picious things sence I’ve been squattin’ around Bummer’s Bend. Thar’s one thing as plain as yer nose, and thet’s ter ther effect thet ef ther durned Apash nigger, White Face, were ter get an Aa en | whar you’re bound fer, ye’d hev his hull band at yer heels, like W. ; “Then you think White Face knows all about the ‘spirit city’?’ “TI 0; but he don’t seem delighted ter see anybody steerin’ any further inter ther wilder- ness. * Well, come along, and we'll go to the Bend, an‘ see what can be done with the Girl Sport, Cinnamon Chip.” The advent of the squad of soldiers into the Girard bling saloon, headed as they were b M Dan Ly Dell, who was lieutenant of General Tloward’s command, in addition to his other positions, caused no little excitement. Games of all kinds were instantly suspended, ad the votaries thereof, as well as the assem- ) Jed spectators, drew weapons and stood wait- dog the issue, In no way or manner were the citizens of the Eend icularly fond of Uncle Sam’s boys; then fact that they were headed by the ‘lustering bully, Dandy Dell, seemed to indi- cate that there Ms bp Menges dress rEg Pt8 row. Bspeciall 6 sportive ion oO lendites Hlislike Dand Dell becatise he never yiayed but to win, and many a gamester had he cleaned out. Hence the dislike. So that Cin- ramon Chip and Rosebud Rob were not the. only ones to draw their weapons, on the defen- hive, | On ontering, Dandy Dell took in the situation ‘ t G BiONgP and a dark scowl mantled his fore- ) ft, “Well, sir, what do you want here?” de- rm.aded Colonel Dick Douglass, the bluff and portly etor of the Girard, as he came in ronn the otel, to see what was the matter. * What ag you mean by bringing those soldiers i. here ‘“Treckon I don’t have to ask leave to enter bore, with the power of the United States,” (‘nthrie replied, insolently. ‘I ain’t going cisturb any of your possessions!” ‘No, Pll allow you ain’t,” Colonel Dick re- terted. ‘‘Ner ye ain’t going to disturb none o’ my eae nuther.” ‘‘Kerwhoop! thet’s the kind o’ talk ter come, frum a Christyun!” cried Cinnamon Chip, en- tiusiastically. “Spit it right out to the black s 3 of a greeser, Cornel, rite trum ther elbow, ‘, ’ ef he gives you any o’ his lip, smack him one © the mug, for me!” ‘‘ What do you want here, Guthrie?” the pro- y’ etor demanded, again. _“ Well, sir, it won’t take long to tell ye that,” t’ «. bully replied. ‘‘I’ve cum fer that pair of } cious rascals, over there—he that calls him- & ‘f Rosebud Rob, and the girl, Cinnamon Chip!” * But, tag pai te pe you ii wanting them, sir enerally protect in rons, un- Jess I find tudin crim’nal” ha cite “ Thave an arrest-order from General How- ard, for both, on the Shale of having used un- gil > meg and unladylike language to his aughter, and otherwise insulting her. It ismy orders, sir, to bring them to the fort.” ““Ho! ho! @ye heer thet, Sport?” Cinnamon Chip cried, turning to Rosebud; ‘‘d’ye heer what that Shanghai rooster wi’ the hoss’s mane on his upper jaw said? Darn my buttons, ef I ain’t five o’ notions to climb him, and sculp }im right where he stands! The idea o’ us in- sultin’ thet gal o’ ther general’s, the sassy, zood- for-nothing hussy! Ef it warn’t thet funeral ( =erees war so high in this yere country, I’d v alta right ever to ther fortand shoot her fer a ~tpin’ coyote.” ‘“T rather reckon Mr. Guthrie has undertaken ¢ mething utterly impossible for him to per- {..m,” the Spert replied, coolly. “ We did not pate! ter do mort proven, and I shall not submit to arrest.” ‘‘Oh, ye won’t ehY’ Dandy Dell fiercely. ‘‘ We’ll see about that. Ire hand contains more aces than yours.” “T care not; if you think you are in good owled, on my | ee —— ‘**T reckon you're right. I’ve struck ye from ther wron E eyptoal, and will this time,”’ the dandy y owned up. ‘“ But, look out fer me the next time—Ill catch you on the foul, then.” ‘““And get bounced out on the first base, ” health, you’d better sail righ bah and by the | Cinnamon Chip rejoined, as with his “ guard ” find time the little transaction is se : you’ you need ‘spades’ more than ‘aces.’ Come — ** Oh! along, I say, if you want to arrest me or this Dandy Dell, but girl—I am all onthe qui vive to see you do it!” CHAPTER V. A LITTLE GAME OF BLUFF—IN BLACK HOLLOW. So that in the gambling saloon there was a prospect of an approaching affray, for an ordi- meet spectator would have had no doubt but that the oany ng lieatenant-mayor would make a popnce upon the bold Sport with his squad of soldiers. But cunning as the wolf was the command- ant’s nephew; he saw that, despite his handful of men, the odds were against him, for Rosebud Rob was a host in himself, and then, to all ap- pearances, he was backed, not only by Cinna- mon Chip, but by the entire gang of gamblers assembled in the saloon, “Come along, if I’m the stool pigeon you’re trapping after,’ Rosebud Rob cried again, ‘‘ No time like the present to catch on to me, if that is your desire. We'll play snap-and-ketch-’em tn snap the bullets at ye, an’ ye can ketch em! ‘*Hip! hooray! thet’s ther tune fer ye! Ef ye wanter sing, sail right in, an’ hum at us in short meter, an’ we'll play ye a chorus. Oh, we kin do it, and don’t ye doubt it!” chimed in Chip. eg Guthrie, why don’t you sail in?” Colonel res the proprietor, soaemap nat Apa pas f ere’s ample opportunity to show your will, by matin’ Dusitions for an “gerttber: now. ‘Curse the luck, how am I to enforce the general’s orders, if the citizens all turn against me?’ the Dandy exclaimed savagely, as he — around. ‘‘Tenter one ain’t ther ticket r me,” ‘*No, that’s true. Unless you can have things all your own way, you crawfish!” was Rose- bud’s sarcastic reminder. ‘You can’t play that e now, however, my friend. e’ve t to have a little settlement, because you fired o chunks o’ lead at me, to-day, an’ I opine ther general ain’t a-going to boss this leetle job, an’ I pe secondly, thet this leetle scrape can be settled right here, if so be the proprietor hasn’t no objections.” ‘** None, at all,” Col. Dick replied, ‘‘ providin’ ye'll mop upall the gore mo an’ carry out yer own corpses, when ye git reg eet ** Pll see to that, unless I get over the head,” Sport replied, ‘Come, Sir Dandy, nomi- nate your choice of weapons, so that we can get to work.” ‘“Yes! speel out yer calibre, and pas up yer courage!” Cinnamon Chip cried, fairly danc- ing at the prospect of arow. “Don’t gif weak in ther knees, ner pale under the gills, ef ye are combat wi’ ther Sport, fer e’s condensed nitro glycerine, an’ ef ye go ter foolin’ around, fust ye know he’ll explode, out an’ out, an’ ye’ll yerself ten thousand miles frum nowhere,” “‘Shet up, curse you!” Guthrie growled. ‘I didn’t come here to fight a duel, but to obey the | general’s orders.” ? ‘Then, why don’t Moy obey ’em?” the pro- prietor of the Girard demanded. ‘‘ Because there appears to be too heavy a hand against my deck. Pull off your pack of se } { | } | soldiers Guthrie turned of , and filed out of the saloon. ou are a valiant hero, you are, I ean lick ye quicker than a billy goat can wiggle his narrative, and don’t ye doubt it!” Clearly defeated was the general’s nephew, and cursing in no elegant way, he betook him- self from the town, and across the prairie to the fort, which consisted of a block-house, and a number of smaller shanties in which the soldiers were quartered. The block-house was two and a half stories in hight, and the whole mass of buildings were inclosed by a high slab fence. In the second story of the block-house were the reception rooms and dwelling apartments of General Howard and his daughter, and they were furnished in rather elegant style for being so far from the bounds of civilization. To the parlor of the suit, Adelbert Guthrie took himself, on his arrival at the fort, and found Miss Evelyn pacing to and fro, impa- tiently. Bl she demanded, looking up, expect- antly. * i couldn’t fetch ’em!” he replied sourly. ‘The whole gang of gen Licrs in the town drew weapons on bis sice.” ‘‘ Bah! did you not Lave the soldiers?” ** Even so, but I was outnunibered, and I did not dare to Jead the general’s command into a battle of my own ordering,” ‘Pooh! you are a coward, Dell Guthrie. Now, if they are still at large, what is going to be done?” “That is for you to say. Nothing can be done with either the Sport or the girl, by at- tacking them openly. e shall have to nab them unawares.’ ** Did you send Lynx to learn the mission of the blonde-haired stranger in thiyv region?’ **T did, but he is not returned.” “Probably he is having difficulty in fin out what be is after. The blonde stranger is not here without an object, and that cbject is to find Mount Rosa, and the gclcen icol. There is but one person in Bummer’s Leud who can lead the trail to it, and that person is the female who calls herself Cinnamon Chip!” “Ah! I see, now, then, why your enmity for the girl,” Guthrie replied. ‘She is a danger- ous to have around,” ‘* Very true, and she must be gotten rid of as soon as ible, although I do not know just how. She is not alone dangerous because of what she knows of the Mt. Rosa business, but there is some other secret connecting her with our family. Did you not notice ! ow the gen- eral was agitated when he suw her, down at the races? e turned as pale as a sheet, and trem- bled. J asked him what was the matter, but he refused to tell me. But, 1 am sure there is some important secret that threatens me.” ‘‘ Ah! perhaps your position as General How- ard’s daughter, may be usurpec—or, pcrhaps, a wife may step in ahead of } ou in hisaaiections,” Guthrie suggested, with a villainous smile. ‘* What then, ma belle?” “War!” Miss Evelyn said, with sudden flerce- ness. ‘‘ No woman shall step in ahead of me. Ever since I can remember, 1 have been eneral’s daughter, and for a number of years, have held the key to his money safe.” **-You hold it, now?’ ‘No. He demanded the key a half an hour gamblers, and ’ll hanged soon show you how | since—a thing he has not done before in ten quick I'll take the precious pair.” ‘‘Gentlemen!” Rosebud Rob said, turning to those of the gamblers and spectators who had drawn weapons, “please put up your pill- boxes and carvers, and give this rooster a chance to back his crowing. TIl dare—yes, | double dare him to wade in, now, with his — whole parcel of soldiers!” And each with a pair of serviceable revolvers in hands, the Sport and Cinnamon Chip stood waiting for the issue. But still the ‘‘ mavor” hesitated. _ there are ways to remove intru No dainty job did he esteem it, to take the | lucky couple, whose coolness evidenced the act that they were ready and willing to fight. ‘* You'd better surrender!” he blustered, ‘‘ for I don’t want ter hurt ye, but shell have to, un- less you throw down your shootin’-irons.” “That’s precisely what we're waiting for you to do,” Rosebud Rob retorted, ‘‘ but there’s a fair prospect that our patience will be ex- hausted.” . ears; and a circumstarce which lead, me to thers that something viusvel is on foot,” “Tf this Girl Sport should step in between you and the general’s affection and money, where is my loose cash to cume from?” Guthrie demanded, anxiously. ‘‘She shall step out fastcr than she steps m, mark my word for it!” the proud beauty of the fort declared, her eyes blazing with dangerous light. ‘‘No woman shall sup lant me, while is!’ “ Royally spoken, my fair cousin; and, by the way. is not the day growing ni ho hen am to be made the happiest of men, by having | the legal right to support and pe you?” a ' i ‘*Ha! ha! You’d make a famous supporter and protector, when even now you have to de- end upon me for your spare cash. I will, owever, keep your case in mind, and if I do not get a better offer, you may be the lucky man ep] plant the man that dares to male vou a EOomicbooks Wawa am