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——se Se T hed reason ter, and left ther camp and went on alone to ther Death Mountains.” ‘‘That was plucky of you, when you know they say itis fatal for a man to go there, and \: ; ss | that the ghosts of those who have lost their lives there make those hills their abiding- fy lace.” : ‘‘ They does, too, cap’n, as I knows, fer I seen A em, ’ ‘i ‘* You saw what?” ** Ghosts.” 7 sé No 7? ‘*T seen one ghost, and it were a enough, as ou will understand when I tells yer,” and the irate made known his experience with his spectral midnight visitor, and how he beat a ; retreat from the fatal mountains, met the -s- young miner, was wounded by an arrow, and re then came back to the Buzzard’s Nest; but he took good care to tell just what things it suited him to make known, and had nothing to say of his meeting with Badger and the deadly scene at the Devil’s Toll Gate, while he did state that he had again been wounded by the Red Renard, who was evidently upon his trail. a Ts - > a * ” > ed Renard, the Indian Detective. So ene a Zz SSE ee _ — ‘Yes, large as this world is, it is too small | parted with the miners, and so nearly lost for both King Kendall and myself to live in, | his life at the hands of the Bravo. and onc of us must die. Going into the canyon he soon reached the “Yes; one of us must die, and I shall devote locality where he had left Comrade and the my every energy now to take his life. ‘* Tt must be; it shall be !” CHAPTER XXY. THIS WOUNDED RED-SKIN. pack-horses, and found the animals patiently awaiting him. Unfastening his lariat from the tree and drawing it from over the cliff, he mounted his horse, and followed by the pack animals. WueEN King Kendall mounted the cliff, | he set off upon his return to the retreat of by means of his lariats, and discovered the body of the Indian lying upon the rocks, he felt a pang of deep sorrow, for he had taken a great fancy to the Red Renard. the red-skin in the mountains, for he had de- | termined to devote himself to the eare of the wounded Indian until he recovered or died. It was nearly sunset when he reached the He was certainly considerably taken aback, | little retreat, and he was glad to find that his | patient seemed to be better, and he held ih too, at the sight, for, if the Indian lay dead there, who then was it that had fired the timely arrow into the arm of the Bravo? The arrow had borne the well-known opes of his recovery and set about making himself comfortable for the night. He led the horses to the stream to water mark of Red Renard, the Sioux miner, and | them, staked them out where there was none else could have tuken interest enough in him to have fired upon the Bravo, Ken- plenty of grass, built a fire to cook his sup- per, and after pitching the canvas tent he tock from one of the pack-saddles, over the Indian, he dressed his wound again and then sought shelter for himself in the wigwam. It was broad daylight when he awoke, and he sprung to his feet and hastily went to the tent to see after his patient, ashamed of him- self for having been such a sluggard and so neglectful of his charge as to sleep through the night undisturbed. ‘‘ Great God! he has gone!” broke from In glancing about him, to see what was | his lips, as he saw that the tent was empty. Rapidly he went hither, thither, every- upon a cave back under the overhanging | where about the little glen, the cave and out | peared. » + Well, Buck, you have had a hard time of | dall thought; yet, there at his feet, seeming- t i it, and you were foolish not to let me dress ly dead, lay the very red-skin. iy +e ‘Biya reg fe Se a cel Bending over him, King Kendall started BE ab cane ne eis eah ages here | as he caught his eyes full, and a moan came Mes The Chinee brought the requisite necessaries, | fom the set lips. fe 4 ~~ and _=s«‘the outlaw captain dressed the wounds Great God! he is not dead,” he cried, a - with the skillof an experienced surgeon, while | and he hastily stripped away the hunting- 2 ’ be talked the while with the Bravo, asking him: | shirt to examine the wound. 1 ; con — pra ae ry oe, | veal gel It was in his right side and had bled free- , 2. seen four of ’em take ther bac ail fer '? ¥ - ! A MOG“ Borenga City, while ther cap. he remained ly; but the Indian was certainly yet alive. i ta i ” a a ; ‘s ; pre ea he intends to hunt for the Lost Gold best to be done, King Kendall’s eyes fell | he Minealone?” | : oe ‘‘T guesses so, cap’n.” | mountain cliff, \ ** Well, Buck, I want you to return to Bonan- | Through there he certainly had come upon » - za._- City, hasten Badger back to the Nest, find | the point of rocks, for the young miner re- | out what you can regarding valuable trains | membered that Bonanza Bill had said the In- pre tered agp tear eng hi sac dian was mounted when Black Jack had as a oe E fired upon him, and there was no other way returned all they know about the movements of this mysterious stranger, and if he has remained alone in the Death Mountains,” foo % Fag-cap' st,” “Tf he has, I shall put spies upon his tracks, _ andif he finds the Lost Mine it is ours.” _ +“ ¥as, cap’n, and I’d like ter be one o’ ther -. spies, fer I hopes ter come up with thet red In- | jun and git his scalp.” xs ‘* Well, you shall be one of the spies, while, if bg you see the Red Renard in Bonanza City, ac- f euse himn of being the murderer of the old man | _-who found the mine,” ae? S ‘¢ That are a good idee, cap’n, and PU git him — ‘hanged, and only have ther cap’n, King Ken- » dall, ter look arter then— What are the mat- . SY ee ere ter, cap’n?” asked Buck, anxiously, as the young chief turned white as a corpse. ___ * What name did you speak then, Buck Brad- ley?” almost gasped Captain Kit. _ “King Kendall, ther young miner os hanes ¢ God! that man in these wilds a s, “What does it, what can it mean?” and Cap- tain Kit hastily walked into the cabin, yk, ' ‘the Bravo amazed at the deep emotion he ha - shown at the mere mention of the name of the ' # 5 A. 7 . eG 7 young miner. _--—s ***‘T guesses thar are some secret thar, and I'll "use it ag’in’ him ef need be, fer he tarned as - -white as though he were struck dead, when I mentioned ther young feller’s name,” muttered a Bravo. After a few moments Captain Kit came out f the cabin, and approaching the Bravo, said rs iy describe the man who you said bore ie _ the name of King Kendall.” ' . In his quaint, queer way Buck Bradley _ described the young miner, casting no slur upon his looks, on account of his hatred for Be Sim, and then Captain Kit remarked, thought- Rests $4 can be no mistake, for there can be but one King Kendall; but_in Heaven’s name _ why has he come here?’ YT dunno, cap’n; but are he a friend 0’ - ~+*FT did not expect you to know, sir,” sharply _ yeturned Captain Kit, while he added: _—s * Yes; he was my friend once; but is not i eee a oe cap’n i eget If you see that man, kill him as you would a snake that crossed your path,” fiercely said ati. | oung chief, and then he added: ane eat im, ana [ll give you an even ten thou- sand in gold.” Count him as dead, ae p cae ,” the Bravo rep ied, and borg $ he went tc his own camp to seek the rest he sc much needed, for even his giant frame felt tie severe strain which had been put upon it the ‘past few days. 3 It was now night, and back and forth before his cabin paced Captain Kit, bis head beut, his hands viasped Lehind him, and his whvle atti- tude that of a man who suffered deep mental fer his days are * anguish, while ever and anon the words came for him to reach the spot where he lay. Hastening back to the cave he saw the tracks of a horse as he went along, and this convinced him that there was some path leading to the top of the cliff. The cave was a small one, the ceiling high enough to permit of a horse passing through, and, as it did not appear to be very dark, Kendall knew there must be an egress not far away. Hastening along, he soon came into the daylight again, for the cave was but a tun- nel-way through the lofty cliff and led out into a little glen where the verdure was of most luxuriant growth, A large wigwam was there, built of bark, and through the glen ran a small rivulet. A pony, saddled and bridled, was feeding near, and several other horses were staked out upon the hillside, and looked wistfully at the intruder, as though they had been lately neglected. ‘This then is the home of the Red Ren- ard, and yonder is the horse he rode when Black Jack shot him. “This may be a luck find for me,” mut- tered Kendall, as he hastily arranged a bed of the skins and blankets in the wigwam, and placed it in the entrance to the cave. Then he hastened back to the wounded In- dian and taking him up gently in his arms, bore him to the couch and placed him upon it. Taking from his belt a small pocket-case he wore attached to it, he took out a probe and felt for a bullet. He found it after a short search, though it made the Indian wince with pain, and in a few moments more the ball was extracted, the wound dressed, and a draught of cool water given to the sufferer. Having thus cared for the Indian, Kendall set about searching fora way by which to leave the little canyon. After a long hunt he found a narrow defile through the rocks, leading down into the valley, and returning he mounted the In- dian’s pony and set off down it. A ride of half an hour brought him into the bed of a stream that dashed down the mountain-side, but convinced that he was on the right track, he gave rein to the horse and the intelligent animal boldly entered the current, which was very deep, and followed it for some distance, when he turned from it I: Et ett tat -— ee — upon the cliff; but the wounded Indian, whom he did not beiieve able to move, had most mysteriously aud miraculously disap- CHAPTER XXYVI. THE MINER AND THE GRIZZLY. WHEN King Kendall realized that the wounded Indian was indeed gone, he was certainly taken aback. Under ordinary circumstances he would have believed that the red-skin was sham- ming; but he knew that he had lain upon the cliff, where he had fallen, at the shot of Black Jack, until he had found him: there, J There was the pool of blood beneath him,,. his still saddled and bridled pony in the glen, where he had run after his rider fell, and: having dressed the wound, the young miner knew just how severe it was and that he had set it down with the chances against the man’s. living. He had appeared better after the bullet had been extracted and the wound dressed; but then he had seemed in a comatose state, and. had shown no sign of recognition of his con. dition, King Kendall was a light sleeper, and yet the Indian had disappeared and failed to awaken him. The thorough search of the glen and sur- roundings had revealed nothing, and he came- to the conclusion that, with the sudden. strength that comes at times to a dying man, he had darted away from. his coueh and gone off in the woods to die. ‘“‘T can but remain here and see if he returns,” he muttered, and he began to pre- pare his breakfast. Having finished his meal, the young miner: decided that he would take a look through. the canyon, where he had found gold, and’ also seen the spectral-looking grizzly and its. ghastly rider. Leaving the glen by way of the tunnel, and. armed with his belt of weapons and lariats, he soon reached the top of the cliff, and making one end of the lasso-line fast about a. convenient rock, he dropped the other end: down into the canyon. Down this he went with ease to a footing below, and then went up the canyon. He soon came to the camping-place, which Digger Dan and his companions had fled from, and where he had passed the: night. Ile saw no signs there of any one having been about since his departure early the morning before, and deciding to have a look in the stream for gold pockets, he went in upon a flat rock that left no trace of his | that direction. hoofe upon it. ‘“T am all right now,” muttered Kendali, | ana he urged the pony into a gallop. and nearly passed away before he was aware of- soon came out of the glen upon the banks of , the time. the river, not far from the spot where he had! He might not then have noted how the» His search was quickly rewarded, and his ‘*finds” were numerous, so that the day (E(O) mle bOOKs