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Behind the bar Sal Slap stood, a grim expression be her hard face. different parts of the room were seated the rties connected with the nocturnal] affair, viz: ibal bum-looking Englishman, Backus. The last comer was the minister—a young, demure- looking man, who appeared to feel strangely out of place in the grog den. “* Well, | guess all parties are here,” ubal Andre announced, “‘and we will get through with the ceremony as soon as possible. irs. Slap, will you see that the front door is well locked to insure safety?” “To be sure I will, dear Jubal," Sal replied, jeap- inx over the bar as neatly as a dry-goods clerk could have done. “The door is well seeured. By the | Andre, Agnes, Sir Royal Rignold, and the | Denver Doll’s Decoy. “Curse you!” was all the reply the baffled biga mist could make. * You are making arrests so freely,’’ spoke up Agnes Andre, “I propose that you arrest yonder ruffian,” indicating old Gulliver, ‘* Not three hours | ago he swin Jed me out of five thousand dollars—” way, Jubal dear, supposin’ you and [hitch up to- | get her, while the preacher is heer. You know we've in lovin’ each other these many years, an’ now’s jest the time to show bow two lovin’ hearts will allus cling together.” ‘Woman, are you mad?” Jubal Andre gas.ed, “ Nary a time!”’ Sal declared; * nor ye hadn’t bet- ter gitme mad nuther. I’m a screamer when I'm madi—tooth an’ toe-nail! Ef ye don’t want me, Jubal, all yer got to do is ter say so!” “Of course I wouldn't have you! I'd as quick ag an orang-outang |” **Mebbe one o’ them would mate ye better, Well all slide up an’ have a drink wi’ me, an’ then we'll start the weddin’!”’ The invitation was accepted, more, probably, for the sake of humoring the hag than d vr any other reason, though it was noticeab.e that neither even “— Andre nor the minister took stingy drinks. rder was then called, and the contracting parties stood up, both very pale and evidently laboring un- der considerable agitation. The minister produced his book and slowly and clearly read the marriage service, received the an- 8wers, and pronounced Sir Royal Rignold and Agnes Andre man and wife, The following instant a rear door opened anda string of persons entered the barroom. CHAPTER XIV. WONDER UPON WONDER, AND ALL I5 WELL. had been, no doubt, ma artistic and THERES striking tableaus within the Guzzler’s Glory during Sal Slap's reign as proprietress, but it is safe to say there was never one to equal that which marked the entrance of the new-comers following the marriage ceremony, The Andre-Rignold party stood aghast, white and speechless, In the lead of the entering nuated man of books—George alias Btark, the detective. was the superan- ashington Gum, Following him came Buckskin, with Nellie Kelly leaning n_his mak Old Prowler, Gulliver Re ut and a blue-suited stranger who looked er, “Betrayed!” Jubal Andre gasped, attempting to anny 8 revolver, ry 4 , pped,” the bum-looking Englishman add- ed, pressing a pistol against the ex-balliff’s cheek. Jubal Andre, throw your weapon on the floor. You are my prisoner!” What for?” Andre demanded. right to arrest me!” Haven't I?” and off came a false and beard Relea the resolute face of Denver Doll} ‘“ Ha} &! my little decoy has worked even nicer than I at first anticipated. “Jubal Andre, I arrest you for the 6 sh crimes of attempted murder, and also for — a nonce” for ag of counterfeiters in or over to you.” y! Officer Sherry, I hand man e gentleman i Jubal Andre was te counb Gomwiartly and Denver Doll then turned to Anes Andre, who, pale am faint, was supported by Royal __ Atiss Andre, by the law of our country, I should by rights arrest ‘you on two criminal charges; but elieving you feel punished enpugh by the de- velopments that are to follow, I will, at the request of your husband, not arrest you for conspiring to murder your infant child, nor for the act of bigamy you have just committed.” ‘Husband! bigamy!” Sir Royal gasped, pushing the false woman from him. ‘Ay! Sir Rigneld. . Big Buckskin was her hus- ‘aud until you lifted the burden from his shoulders. Gut she is no more a bigamist than you are, for yon- der stands your Aibantod wife, whom I took from **You have no fife merciless grasp of the world and n back to Sir Royal swore Py re never married her!” he raved. ; You lie!” Geerge Washington Gum “and T can proveit. The priest still lives who performed the ceremony, although you hired men to kill him— you infernal demon! ph Rignold, at my instance enver Doll will put “ha under arrest until I receive a U.S. requisition, when I will have the pleasure of conducting you back to d, and presenting you to the London courts as Mr. Jack De Haven, the ex-convict and burglar!” “I will mever surrender!” Sir Royal cried, furi- But he reckened without his host; for he was seized from behind by Officer Sherry and held firm- ye Denver Doll adorned his wrists with hand- cuffs. ‘“Tguess you'll come to terms,” Doll said, with her prove ugh. “We berder folk know how to handle even worse characters you Genglish cracksmen.”’ ron have got. c “Of my money, too, you hussy!”’ interrupted Ju- bal Andre, savagely. “hich you, in turn, stole from Sir Royal!” sneered Agnes, ‘* putting bogus stuff in place of it,” * Charming developments!” laughed Denver Doll, * How is this, Gulliver?’ ““Oh! the gal give me the swag as pay fer killin’ Puckakin, but arter I got it, I felt suddenly pious, an’ eouldn’t do the job," the giant replied, with a grin, “T arterwards caught Jubal thar, a-shutin’ at Buck- skin, and I made him dish out, too!”’ * Good for you! I opine that you're entitled to all And now, friends, these few arrests o not terminate to-night's little surprise, for I have something else to say for the benefit of those present. * Years ago, young Sir Clifford Chelton, of Chelton Castle, England, forsook his home, ran away, and became lost to all those who leved him. A long search was made, but he could not be found, and was riven va as dead. That is, by all except his father, ir ae “os ugh could never give it up but what his son would be found, and with a resolve to find him, he left England to devote his life to the search, pur- sely leaving behind him evidence to lead to the ‘lief that he had committed suicide.” “This is false!’ Sir Royal cried, alarmed at the rospect of the great Chelton estate being taken ‘om him, ’ There stands Sir Hugh Chelton, alive * It is uot. and well!”’ And she turned and pointed to Old Prowler, wha stood near at hand. : The old man seemed taken by surprise. ** By all things wonderful, how did you find out my secret?" he erfied, throwing off the long white false beard and wig, and standing before them—a hale and hearty-looking old gent—the real Sir Hugh, sure enough: “TJ suspected it from the first you told me of the family matter. The ODS SCH our intimacy, the firmer did the suspicion become an established cer- tainty in my mind, But, let me proceed with my story: Sir Hugh’s search seemed useless and fruit- loss. He grew fatigued and weary, and I guess, finally, when he reached this camp, he was about satisfied that ‘twas no use te search further.” “You are right!” Sir Hugh assented. “But with your failing courage,” Denver Doll went on, “ my interest was aroused, and I made up my mind to find Sir Olifford Chelton, and you can jest bet yer best 0’ boots I’ve found him.” “What! what!" Sir Hugh cried, excitedly. “Bah! she Hes!” roared Sir Royal Rignold, savagely. “TI do not!” replied Denver Doll. “The old say- ing, ‘It’s not always best to forsake the old for the new,’ is extremely applica in this Case, as Miss Andre will undoubtedly understand, when I state that her wronged first husband, Big Buckskin, is the real Sir Clifford Chelton!"’ Agnes Andre uttered a gasping cry. : Hugh sprung fo: ** Myson! my ns Fp son! Can this be true?”’ he asked, with te eyes. ‘Tt is true that I am Clifford Chelton, but how the blazes this ferret-eyed girl ever found it out is be- yond my comp nsion,” the sport said, as he embraced his parent. ** Intuition did it,” explained, with a langh. “And now, as matters have terminated so well through the medium of my little decoy trick, I opine we better adjourn the meeting.” . And it was adjourned. ; The prisoners, and all hands hes Sal Slap and Agnes Andre, went to the Bonanza Hotel. A es, wicked, crushed omen sien A eee back to the shan one and un er gran schemes for ne future now dissipated into nothing- ness Hers was pets reward—richly deserved. . On the arrival of the main party at the hotel, the pesanets were placed in the room in the rear of the office, paaiele Bill had got back, and was up, waiting for oO . The bonds Jubal Andre had placed upon him were not tight, and he was free and out of the drift al- most as soon asthe villain was out of sight, and long before the bear had entered It. As s00n as Big Buckskin saw him, he clasped him to his breast warmly. ne cM son! my son!’’ he murmured. “Git out!’ Bill retorted. ‘*What you givin’ us? 1 aint your kid,” “But you are, as Denver Doll will tell you, and a Prowler, here, as you knew him, is your grand- 1er. Denver Doll then explained what was advisable to him, and Bill listened curiously. | Mf: Well, that’s a rum go. sin’t it?” he remarked. “Suthin’ like a Sunday-skewl hymn. So you're goin’ over the puddy eh, dad?” *“Yes—back to grand old Castle Chelton, the home of my youth. Youare to go along.” ** Wull, I might go and look over the ranch, but ye no e evo relations. 8 see I ain't time to devote to relatio Biz i eee — ae pees the ee meg whar every galoot’s his own king; then, an’ Dollbaby aire sworn partners, you bet!” _A few words to close. Jubal Andre and Sir Royal escaped before morning 15 es and were never seen in Idaho again. During their ’s absence e. board had been pried off the sire of the building, which formed one of the walls of the room, and they had crawled out through this open ing and escaped. t was supposed that Agnes had hired the job done, and aided them to get away. Thus the law was, in these two cases, baffled, and Stark and Sherry were forced to set out on the scarch again. A few weeks later Sir Hugh, Sir Clifferd—or Big Buckskin—and Nellie Kelly started for Europe, Before going, Buckskin made our heroine an offer of marriage, but she gracefully declinec, stating that, although she thonght a great deal of him, she’ wer not yet prepared to marry—at least fora year or two. ° When it came to part with Doll, Little Bill be- came nearly frantic, and no coaxing could tear him away from Bi 4ud when Doll privately promised Buckekin that she and Bill Seca visit Castle Cheiton, a year later, Pr a eeenied sport consented to leave his son be- und, \ “For,” said he, “when I get you over the ocean, I hope to keep you both there, and Nellie Kelly shall be your lady's maid,” Sal pkept her word. She burnod the Guzzler’s Glory to the ground, married Gulliver from Litt t, and the happy pair have bought’a ranch in Idaho, and settled down. Little Bill’s Bonanza soon played out, anda few shanties only stand to mark ifs site. 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