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vt ; enough to have ‘cleaned up” Rosy Posy, perhaps, but they had run against a snag. Dick bude the girl and her compunion await his return before venturing forth, and he set out to find Marshal Mackerel, who was not far away, whooping it up with his | fellow-citizens. | ‘‘ Have they gone?” asked Dick. | “They hev dusted, hide, hair an’ feathers!’ | _ answered the mayor, joyously. | _ _ “ Good for our boys, then, and a cheer for the lads from Satan’s Pocket!” exclaimed Dick, and he himself cheered. , The others joined him, and a rousing cheer I was given, ~ ** And now,” called out Dick, “I want a _ posse of you fellows to aid me in taking Lucy Save safely across to the hotel, for an at ‘tempt has been made to murder her, and it pay be tried again.” | eh t this the whole camp nearly went wild, _ and mad and vociferous were the declarations of what would be done if the would-be mur- -derer happened to fall into their hands. If - within hearing, it was not likely that the woman would try it again just then, and Dick’s object was accomplished. | ti U Pete i CHAPTER XIII. ‘DICK HEARS SOMETHING. ee Dicx, the mayor, and some others, went at “ag to where the wounded girl was wait- ing. \ "They found her standing up, talking with _ her companion, and but little the worse for _ her experience, except the slight wound in her arm, Tam allright again, except for my arm, genilemen,” she said, trying to smile, ‘‘ and ng , that will soon get well, nodoubt. I will now © go to my room in the hotel, and Mrs, Juehert f will attend to it.” . 4 - ‘* An’ we at’ hyer to see that ye git thar in _ safety,”spokeup the mayor. “I don’t mean ter have another shot take ye off.” __ “ Jtis not likely to happen, sir, seeing that the trouble is over,” 4 ‘Yas, but Bristol, hyer, said et was a “tempt ter murder you, an’ ef that’s the case -~ et maybe tried on again.” ‘He must be mistaken, sir,” ‘ lady turned an appealing look to Dick, as if _ tosealhis lips. ‘I'm sure it must have been ee ‘bullet that struck me.” ** Wull, mebbe so.” 7 * For, who would want to murder me?” _ * Et’s a darn mean man that would try et on, by scat!” _ They left the hall and made their way to ‘the hotel, undera strong guard, and there . ' - ’ and the young ed -| the landlord’s wife. ; ‘| | In the mean time the rest of the citizens oy - were taking account of dumages done in the ia - scrimmage, and they found quite a number ia: Sen _ of men who had holes in their skin made by 2 "bullets. | ~ Some of them were pretty hard hit, too, and one of the men of Rosy Posy was dead. we he young lady was turned over to the care of . San > 7 ee a * * af’ “ye! ’ , ve? There was the mark of powder around the hole in the fellow’s shirt, showing that the pistol had been held close when the trigger was pulled. It looked like a plain case of murder, ‘Kt was a wicked way ter shoot, in a fair, stand-up fight, by scat!” declared the mayor, savagely, ‘Took him when he wasn’t lookin in another, ‘* Not much that he could see, anyhow, with eyes like his’n was,” some one else offered. ‘* Well, he got it, anyhow,” declared Dick, ‘And, I have a fancy to find the bullet that done the business for him. Is there a sur- geon in town?” ‘‘Every man is his own surgeon, when ‘casion requires,” said Mackerel. ‘*Suppose we see if we can get the pill?” ‘*T’'m ’greeable.” So, they set about the unpleasant task im- mediately, but it was discovered that it was not much of a job to do. The bullet had gone quite through the poor fellow’s body, and was found lodged in his shirt in front, and it was but tittle the worse for the mischief it had done. **It couldn't be in better condition for my purpose,” said Dick. ‘It will be easy to fit it to the gun it came out of, and as it is not the usual size it may not be a hard matter to find that gun.” | ‘* You talk like a detective, by scat!” ‘* Well, 1 suppose detectives draw their deductions by applying the rules of common sense, don’t they?” , ‘* S80 [ kalkylate they do.” Dick put the bullet away in his pocket for future reference, and returned to the hotel, while the citizens set about cleaning up the gore and “ planting ”* the dead men, There is a natural callousness regarding such matters in your wild miring-camp, and to be true to our subject we have to imitate it. When Dick entered the hotel he was told that Mrs. Juchert desired to see him. He had no trouble in finding her. ‘* What is it?” he asked, ‘“The young lady wants to see you, sir.” ‘* And where is she?” ae | ‘‘In her room, I have made her arm comfortable, and the other wound does not amount to anything, Mr. Brown is with her,” | ‘All right, show me up.” So, Dick was conducted to the room and ushered in, | . He fuund the young lady seated in a chair, and Brown occupied another at a little dis- tance from her, There was only one other chair in the room, and that had been set for the expected visitor, and Dick helped himself to it as soon as he had been greeted and made welcome. *“* You sent for me?” he asked. “Yes; | want to learn more about the person who tried to kill me,” ‘Has Mr. Brown here told you what I wa in about it?” ee es ” . > 99 , put "Te ‘ i . a7 -cz - deed 7 , " . ; - a) ye Deadwood Dick, Jr.’s, Dead-Sure Game. vee rr ey _ A few of the men of Sntan’s Pocket too, : cE : ere wounded, and two of those from Nug- ‘Then there is nothing more that I can ; -getville were ready for planting—as they say | tell, Miss Love. TI did not get sight of the aii _ out there, one being the fellow Dick had | woman’s face at all.” _ killed in self-defense at the steps, and the | ‘‘ And you are sure it was a woman?” other was Abe Arnold, ) ‘“The arm was cased in a woman’s sleeve The latter, it was found, had been shot | anyhow, and—but, yes, there is no doubt on _ in the back, @ circumstance not easily ex- | that score.” , _ plained, unless some one had taken him on | ‘‘ And she fired the shot that struck me?” ed _ the fly when he was trying to get out of ‘¢ Positively.” | % _ the room, And that hardly held good, for| ‘‘ Well, Mr Bristol, do you think it would KG “he had been one of the most stubborn | be possible for you.to play detective suffi- Be _ fighte of them all. | ny ciently to learn who that woman was?’ e What d’ye make of et?” asked the mayor | ‘I think so, But, it is more important vy ; of Dick. ee -* | that I should play the Bab id to keep her si __ “IT don’t know,” answered Dick. ‘It has | from trying it again and finishing, you off ay c been a shot at short range, you see,” 4 ext time She will probably try to make a ee Dick nit he en a lamp from a bracket, | sure thing of it.” | ae _ and with it h examined the work of the “You can do that, too.” eh _ death-shot more Closely, \ ‘Yes, butin order to doit I must know hp 6) od etalon satan 3 DSR RAN OE Me fica 2 Reena Aa ee gata Mr ae aA = Il something about you and your secret. This. woman is your foe, and you suspect who she: is,” She glanced at Brown. ‘‘How do you come to know this?” she asked, ‘‘By what your friend here let fall, though that was not much,” ‘You said you had revealed nothing, Brown.” ‘‘Nor has he, purposely,” assured Dick. ‘‘He dropped a word and I guessed the rest. You are looking fora woman, and that wo- man is your foe. She is after your hfe, as. we now have proof, and you had better tell me what you can so that I can be on the lockout for her.” ‘No, it cannot be possible that she is my | foe—{ mean the one I am in quest of.” “Then how do you explain her conduct?” “It must have hac some one else who. shot at me,” ‘‘Barely possible, but why should %& stranger shoot you?” | ‘Possibly mistaking me for another— don’t you.think so?” } ‘May have been so, but 1 doubt it. T think the one who shot at you knew you well enough, and had an object in putting. you out of the way. But, Ill find out, no, matter whether you tell me what you know or not.” ‘‘You are my friend, Mr. Bristol?” “Firm as a rock. You must know that. You may trust me- fully, no matter what. your secret is.” ‘‘T hardly know, you are a stranger to me, and it is only because | have taken a liking ett Non face that I have trusted you thus ar—’’ | , —** See here,” said Dick, suddenly, ‘‘it is: time you knew just whoand what I am, Did you ever hear of Deadwoo:l Dick, Jr, ?”” ‘You are not he?” | ~ 66 I am, ” ‘‘Thank Heaven for sending you to me? Yes, I have heard of you, sir, and I have: wished that I might fall in with you, Here- is my hand; I will tell you everything about. myself, Brown, am | not right?” ‘*] think answered. f Thereupon to Deadwood Dick this girk told her story, to which Dick listened with, close attention to the end, and when finally he left the room there was a determined ex, pressionon his face. \ CHAPTER XIV. TOO MUCIT MYSTERY AROUND, Ar an early hour on the following morning a man was looking for Barth Dimuna, This man was the stranger, Joel Hicks, and he seemed to be in a bad way about the Dimund in the Worst way. | - But, no one had seen Dimund that morn- ing—in fact, it could not be recalled that he had been seen on the previous evening, and where he could be no one could inform the anxious inquirer, “Pil tell ye” said Big-foot Ben, sudden- ly thinking of something. ‘‘I haven't seen him sence you an’ him went off in ther di rection of Nuggetville together last even- +r? 99 in looked uneasy, though there was no reason why he should, far as any ~ne could see. This took place in front of the Prohibi- tionist Fleadquarters, and while the group were'still talaing a man came running up the gulch out of breath, wildly waving his: rms ; ‘What's ther gantler with that ijjit?’ muttered Marshal Mackerel, wood Dick. ‘He acts like it, anyhow.” Pood Sa A yy 3 ‘ ’ i ‘ ° e Ad _" i oS SCOMICDOOKS.COr shede” ‘ OR Pe Tt) FF \ | Pah eat “LS > ae ia you are,” the man of middle age business he had in hand. He seemed to want e ; ' Mr. Hicks thon to give a start, and he ‘“Mavbe he sees snakes,” suggested Dend- | a :