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Bill Bravo and His Bear Pards. 15 times a few minutes afore!” followed the shots. *“*This an’t fur ther cubs, mind ye. Ive settled thet score with Revelation. This ar’ ther set- tlement ov a personal account. I’m a Cherub, don’t ye know? An’ a Cherub kin shoot!” The Sioux seemed bent on taking the moun- taineer alive. They recoiled once more when they might have shot him down, but for a mo- ment only. Black Feather led them forward again. Each red-skin seemed a tiger. All at once a tomahawk, hurled past the chief’s head, struck Bill a sidelong blow in the face. It wasnot thrown to kill, else the keen edge of the weapon would have opened his cheek. A mad blow it was, and the slayer of Karl the Killer was forced back. The band rushed forward, and before he could recover they were upon him like wolves. Down he went but the next moment was on his feet again beating them off with the empty revolvers, dealing blows that told. But resistance against such terrible odds was useless, still Bill Bravo continued the struggle. It was when twenty hands held him, when ten at least were trying at once to throttle him, that the Indians were startled by a terrible growl, enough to appal the stoutest heart, and before they could meet the new enemy a huge grizzly threw himself upon them. The bear entered the contest like a thunder- bolt. | The gigantic paws struck blows that scattered and killed like a blast of death, and the red- skins recoiled with cries of terror. But not un- til Black Feather had been slain and every hand wrenched from Bill Bravo’s throat. ‘¢ Jes’ in ther nick ov time, Rocky,” said the mountaineer. ‘‘ Ye’r’ bizness when you put yer paw intoascrimmage. We'll finish ther game together.” he bear-king picked up one of his revolvers, but the few remaining Indians were now flying from tbe field. The teeth and claws of Rocky Dan were too formidable for them. ‘‘Am I too late?” asked a voice that made Bill Bravo turn. ‘A little too late, onless you can outrun a Sioux, Placer,” said the mountaineer, recogniz- ing the old miner, who had come up armed for the battle. *‘Rocky Dan war reinforcement enough. He always holds trumps!” The big grizzly seemed to enjoy Bill’s praise for he exhibited his teeth in a bearish grin, an would have cbased the remnant of Black Foather’s band if the mountaineer had not called him off. | ‘‘They won’t fool with me an’ the b’ars any more,” Bill resumed. ‘‘ Whar ar’ ther boy?’ ' “ At the cave. We're all there.” ** All, Placer? I don’t understand ye.” The miner briefly narrated the events which had just transpired in Cinnamon, ‘‘Pm goin’ down thar ag’in,” Bill said at the conclusion of the narrative. ‘‘Ef the out to-night, Placer, I must be on band.” sé You q? ‘‘ A’n’t I a Cherub? Didn’t they initiate me when I war absent, an’ then snatch me from ther noose? Ez l’'m a member in good standin’; my duty is to help my pards. I go to Cinna- mon to take a hand in ther biggest game what war ever played thar. One gang ov b’ars ar’ enough for one den. Cinnamon ar’ too small to hold two.” Placer did not argue the case further with the determined mountaineer, and the trio went back to the cave. 8 at ste oa ‘You three go at once to Virginia City,” he said. ‘‘Ther roads ar’cl’ar now. To-morrow it may be full ov wolves. I’m goin’ to Cinna- mon. Bill Bravo’s motto is: ‘Always stan’ by yer pards!’” Arguments and entreaties availed nothing, and an hour later the mountain cave was desert- ed by everything living save the wounded griz- zly, Dandy Dick, who Semte against the mouth of the retreat and growled his displeasure. Bill Bravo and Rocky Dan were on their way to Cinnamon City. Four days later a ponderous two-wheeled ve- hicle, drawn by a horse and guarded by a bronze-faced man and a grizzly king, rumbled into Virginia City and created no little excite- ment. “The man is Bill Bravo!” exclaimed one of the specta a youth, who nea y 8 a companion’s side and joined the crowd by which he two were surrounded. In the cart lay another bear, whose paw was pandeged and splintered like a broken human fight it: “‘Hyar you ar’, Dictio , safe an’ sound,” exclaimed the driver of the ambulance, on catching sight of the youth who was pressing through the crowd to greet him. ‘An’ I’m hyar, too, in pretty much ther same condition. Did we hey thet shootin’-match? Wal, I should obsarve!” and the rough fellow laughed. ‘* And the Cherubs came off victorious, Bill?” _ °* Kinder so,” was the reply. ‘‘Sech a shoot- in’-match war never hed afore. Ther pro- gramme formed by a committee in ther after- noon ov thet day war carried out ’at night. It war fun ef it war earnest, Thet’s ther fullest graveyard in the Rockies—ther one up thar to innamon, Lots ov cabins to rent up thar, too, Jes’ afore I left, Wildcat an’ me posted a notice thet read: ‘This hull town to rent,” fur Wildcat an’ yours truly ar’ the only relics ov thet terrible shootin’-match,” Dictionary Nat uttered an exclamation of horror, ‘* Wildcat went further north whar he expects to git up a new Cherub club; but he’ll never find another that will shoot like ther old one.” Thus in rough and, at times disjointed, sen- tences was told the story of the terrible conflict between the rival factions of Cinnamon, the City of the roughs. _ Bill Bravo and his grizzlies found an asylum in Virginia City until Dandy Dick’s limb healed, and he then announced his intention of going East with the little party soon to start. ‘“‘Tll take ther grizzlies alon jes’ to show ’em 2 best pards a man ever hed. !” he said, and he id. 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