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PERIL RANDALL RARRTSH Cl äMpglgk : . 1 ■ ■ ; lé Mr ly "INDIAN JOE1" Synopsis.—Tom Shelby, a rancher, ride» Into the frontier town of Ponca, looking for a good tlmo after a long spell of hard work and loneliness on the ranch. In stead, he runs Into a funeral—that of Dad Catkins, a retired army man of whom little Is known. A girl, still In her teens, survives Calkins. McCarthy, a saloon keep er and Ponca's leading cltisen, de cides that the girl, now alone In the world, should marry. She agrees to pick out a husband from the score of men lined up In her home. To his consternation, she se lerts Shelby, who had gone along merely as a spectator. He declines the honor. Indignant, the girl dis misses the assemblage. Shelby runs Into two of the rejected suit ors. ami In a light worsts tliunt h he returns to the girl, determined to marry her. If she will have him. After his explanation she agrees in marry him Tho wedding takes place and the couple set out tor Bhelby's ranch. With them Is, "Kid" Macklln, whom Shelby has hired ns a hclpew On the way the girl tells her husband her name ts Olga Carlyn, and also tells him something of the peculiar circum stances of her life Upon arrival at the ranch Shelby Is struck down from behind and left for dead He recovers consciousness to find that Macklln and his wife have He starts In pursuit his wife Is an heiress, that her ab duction has been carefully planned and that she has been taken to Wolves' Hole, a stronghold of ban dits and bad Indians. son«. Ho learn* :0 CHAPTER VIII—Continued. Rhelhy visioned all th's In his mem ory. questioning his chance of ever successfully Itivndlng such a spot with out arousing suspicion. It was pin In ly proven by their testimony that Macklln was taking his captive to this spot for snfo hiding. He and his In rtlnn accessories had ridden on, anx ious to reach this security with n« lit tle delay ns possible. But would Shel by dare to follow? To he sure, except to the Kid, he was unknown, which might make him welcome. Yet the danger of detection was great. Apparently, there was no other feasible way In which he could hope to serve Olga. He weighed this, \ylth no conscious thought of htmsetf. cold ly and deliberately counting the chances, and decided to make the at tempt. Convinced ns to his duty, and urged to It by the personal Interest he felt In the girl, Shelby cast all hesitancy aside. He would make the attempt ; fortune hnd surely favored him thus far, and might again. He went hack to where the buckskin waited, mount ed the anlmnl, quiet enough by this time, rode down to the edge of the at ream, and sat silently In the saddle while the beast drank. It wns a dark, dear night, the stars overhead like lamps In the sky, the air cool and fresh. He turned the pony up Hie val ley. ranking no effort to hurry the ani mal, desirous only at present of keep ing well in the rear of the two horse men ahead. He know the course they would <afce. must take, up the valley of thv Dragoon hs far as the great bend, wml then across the plateau un- I til they reached the Cottonwood. He would «Imply follow cautiously until kiyllglit, then search for the trail to nnke sure, and endeavor, from some elevation, to pick them up with Ills field glasses. The grass In the valley was thick, hut not long. It presented no obstacle ! to travel but the horse's hoofs made : no noise. Finding the rider undemon strative. the buckskin lowered Ids head ansi moved forward steadily at a rapid walk. Shelby swaying In the saddle, half asleep, yet keenly awake to any ■nusiml sound. i I ret cd tb J ne pc und fill Fri the "Bar the « hoi IpJHMirt rung pre. o t Hoar after hour passed, thé valley narrowing as they advanced, the hills on either hand growing darker nud more shandy defined, and the ribbon Jngltah.' of the sky above constantly contrast ing. The man endeavored to think, but found It useless ; there was little he could plan in advance—only con tinue ou and trust to fortune. Ills mind leaped from point to point, yet settled upon nothing. He knew whére he was in a vague wav. recalling to memory the outlines of this country as traced upon the map. hut by this time he was well heyond the range of bit own cattle, or env region he had ever hunted over. All about stretched Ute desert of the Bad I-ands; he could picture In his mind the scene presented from those bluffs, either of broken, rocky country, or dismal desert, white with alkali. It was a land devoid even of anhna! or lord life, waterless and forlorn, avoided even by Indians exeept for concealment In all those hours of darkness he heard no sound of llfe except the distant bowl of a coyote. The first faint gray of dawn gave him glimpse of his surroundings, and, on a slight ridge of land, he finally ppears batch, en C Delhi ngela i curiously about. He dismounted, and, after a few moments' scrutiny of the ground, decided that he was still snfe ly on the trail of those traveling ahead. There were two traces suffi ciently defined to Indicate the passage within a few hours of both Macklln's party, and the two others. Neither outfit had made any effort at conceal ment, hut Shelby, fearing the latter might he camped f-fr breakfast, ^left his horse to crop on the short grass, while he advanced on foot. The trail was obscure, but not difficult to fol low when once discovered. Hanley and his companion had not ventured the passage until dawn, the marks of their horses' hoofs so fresh ns to con vince their trailer they were scarcely beyond the sound of his voice. He even found where they had dismount ed. waiting for daylight, the ground littered with the ends of burnt ciga rettes. Shelby loitered an hour before ven turing to follow. There was no other way out, irtid so he munched at a cold meal, and permitted the buckskin to browse along the bank of the stream, well concealed by a fringe of willows. Then, both horse and man refreshed, he went forward on foot, lending the animal, and began the upward climb. In places It was not unlike a cove,, and Shelby had no bien how far he had gone, when he suddenly emerged out from the gloom into the sunlight of the summit, with a clear view across the level plateau. Shelby stopped, holding the horse hack below the summit and gazed anx iously about. The soli left no trail and, with the naked eye, Shelby was unable to distinguish a sign of llfe within the radius of vision. Every thing hnd the nppearnnee of death— the death of ages. He stood upright and swept the circle with his field glasses. He was barely in time; for far off there to the left, scarcely dls eernlble even then against the black, overhanging ridges of rock, he made out two slowly moving objects. They were not distinct, he could not have sworn what they were, but there was no doubt In his mind ns to their Iden tity. He studied them eagerly until (hey disappeared down a coulee, and then careful y marked the course, his point of guidance a high pinnacle of rock standing out against the sky. He was an hour reaching this ob jective, hut once there he found the trail plulnly traced along the edge of the hank. It led In and out amid the Intricacies of the hills, taking, of nee u it if I ! : T ■/ fir w ? Sr I) / '7/j » I a* O > /. / 0^ He Suddenly Emerged Out From the Gloom. essity. so winding a course as to give Shclhy no view ahead and soon con fused him In point of direction. He could only move forward cautiously. fearful test they might have hnlte-1 for some purpose, and watchful of every trace of their passago, as other ravines were constantly n.iiting with this through which he w as blindly feeliiv. his way. He cam" to sand and lost all signs of the trail Instantly, search ing for It in vain for nearly an hour before confessing himself at fault. Then, leaving the horse below, he climbed the nearest hill for a view of his surroundings. The sun gave him the proper direc tions, but ail about stretched the same dreary, bare ridges of rock, offering no guidance. There was no life visi ble anywhere and although he waited for some time, sweeping his glasses back and forth, he gained no glimpse of the two he endeavored to follow. They bad vanished as though swal lowed up by the earth. The sun was already In the west and desperately he determined to try the level. Even this, amid the intricacies of those branch ing passages between the round hills, was difficult to achieve, yet he finally discovered an exit and ventured to ward the north, confident that the Cottonwood would surely He some where in that direction. He came upon It so suddenly and unexpectedly as to almost daze his faculties. Almost without warning he stood at the very edge of a yawning hole and stared In amazement down Into those depths below. Again and again he had heard this scene describ ed, yet had never before comprehended Its reality. A huge cut strnight down, fully a mile wide, cleft the plain In two, with no visible signs of its pres ence until one stood at the very cra ter's edge. At night he would have rid den off without the slightest warning of dnnger. And below I Feeling sick, dizzy, Shelby swung himself from the saddle, crept cautiously to the edge and looked down. He hnd no concep tion of the depth, for it already was hazy down there, ns though he gazed through a blue fog. but how small those trees appeared, mere toy trees, and the silvery stream running through the center seemed scarcely a yard wide. A yard, why, if it was actually tlie Cottonwood, it must lie n hundred feet from hank to bank ! God ! What u hole! What n freak of nature! Wlint a wilderness hiding place! He lay motionless, with eyes search ing up and down the valley. To the right he could not determine how far it extended, but to the left he could discern the silver shield of water where the Cottonwood came tumbling over a precipice. One of the two pos sible entrances was there; the other must be along some one of those nu merous side ravines, whose black en trances he could dimly perceive. It was all so serene, so peaceful, the truth seemed Impossible—that he was actually gazing down into a veritable hell on earth, a rendezvous of white thieves and Indian murderers, a bor der fortress for all the nameless devil try of the frontier. And he must Invade the Hole, alone, if he would be of service to this woman captive! By sheer recklessness he must pierce the thing to the heart. Yet how was it to be done? Not even a mountain goat could find passage down those rocks even by dnylight and in another hour all would be darkness. He could not remain there; hefore night made the search Impossible he must at least find water and a pince In which to camp. He stared down into those deepening mists below, al ready beginning to blot out the fea tures of the valley. "God, what a hole," he breathed ; "It Is like looking straight into hell. The only way down must be some where to the left. Case told me they passed In under that waterfall." He got to his feet, with the pony trailing behind, moved backward away from the edge of the chasm into the open plain. Suddenly, as his glance wandered searchingly toward the chain of rock hills, the man stopped, his heart pounding. What was that moving yonder, just emerging from out the mouth of that ravine and becoming clearly outlined against the gray al kali? He knew almost Instantly—the advance of a drove of cattle, debouch ing through the narrow defile and spreading out as they attained the wider open space. There must he a hundred head and even as he com prehended, horsemen appeared In their rear, spurring forward to turn them to the left down a shallow gulch. There was no way he could observation; no possibility of hiding on that hare plain, worked like lightning. There were five riders; he could count them dlans mostly, although one was surely white. There was nothing left him He must take escape Shelby's brain now; In hut audacity and lies, the chance, the one chance, mad. des perate. yet yielding a possibility of suc cess. He swung the field glasses to his eyes—yes. one rider was white, squat figure with a red heard, and another, the fellow at this end. pen red to he a Mexican, laughed grimly ; the vortex of his glass rested on the exposed flank of the nearest steer and he saw the brand. By nil the gods, they were his cattle ! :i np Then he own The humor of It flashed in his eyes, but the jaw of the sternly. The d strode forward, the pony trailing his heels, and then the Mexlc: him, throwing up one hand In man set d thieves ! He at in saw a swift signal and spurring his horse reckless ly across the gray plain. They met half way. Shelby still afoot, the other sweeping up at Dill speed, his horse brought fairly to Its haunches by the cruel pressure of a Soanish hit. The fellow was senor.- he a handsome devil hut for the evil in his eyes and a dis figuring scar down one cheek, eyes of the two met and the hand dropped instnntly posed butt of a revolv "Buenas dias. senor," he said harsh ly. staring. "What is the meaning of —this?" The rider's upon the ex he er. Shelby smiled. eocP.v glance. >' returning his "The meaning of what, questioned shortly. "Tour being here—alor.e! Y'uu 1 have are not of not seen you before, the Wolves' den." "Oh, is that It. senor?" indifferently "Then maybe you will te || me , 10 ' w I am to find a way into this den of wolves? I have looked down yon.'er " he waved his hand. "You seek it. then?" "Sure; otherwise why should l be here? You will guide me'" "Cararaba! It depends." suspicious ly. yet somewhat disconcerted by the otberis qulet manner. "i wou!d know more first. You are lost?" "Completely; yet It is told. I was with a story easily a man named Han ley an' a fellow called Hank." "Old Matt—I know him." "Good; then I have met a friend. We were there, back In those hills, when my girth broke—see, where I have fixed It. I fell behind and they rode on. I thought to follow easily, but, you must know those hills, the trail was lost ; perhaps P took a wrong turn, for suddenly I found myself on this plain." The Mexican sat motionless, his eyes as suspicious as ever, but his fingers no longer gripped on the re volver. The last of the cattle had dis appeared down the coulee and the red bearded white man was riding toward the alkali. Neither them changed position until he came up, a lump of a fellow, with staring eyes and complexion the color of pareh ncross ment. "What the h— 1 is all this, Juan?" 'Who is the he questioned roughly, fellow?" "He travel with Matt Hanley an' get lost ; so he say." "Hanley, hey! That's some recom mendation. Who else was with your party?" "A man called Hank." "Slagin. Well, the story sounds strnight so far; them two left here & T/a } ) Si r'J y / I tu* ' ! y "You Are Not of the Wolves' Den." together; I happen to know that. What's your name?" Shelby looked him squarely In the eye. "Churchill." "What! Matt talked to me about that Fellow named Maeklin stalkin' a girl down Ponca way." "He's got her; so Hanley says, an' that's what Tm here for—see?" "But you ain't 01' Churchill. The way I heard it he was sixty anyhow, an' a down-easter." "Virginia ; he's my father." "Oh. h—1, an' where you been?" "Soldierin' mostly." "I see," his eyes wandered. "Sounds kinder fishy, young feller, but I ain't in no shape to tell. I reckon Matt Hanley kin straighten it out, an' if he is down thar, the best thing we kin do is to take yer 'long. If yer lyin' ye'll be d—n sorry 'fore yer get out ag'ln. I'll tell yer that to begin with, but If yer game to ride along, we'll see yer get thar all right. Let's hit her up, Juan ; them Injuns will need us 'fore long. Come on. stranger." He wheeled his horse and rode off on a sharp trot and the Mexican fol lowed. Neither man so much glanced back toward Shelby, seeming ly indifferent as to what he chose to do. Yet he knew the customs of the West and that if he failed them no future falsehood would ever regain their confidence. now He swung into the saddle and rode silently forward be hind Juan. The cattle were still out of sight ahead, but they could hear the calls of the drivers. Shelby pressed his bronco up closer to the Mexican, who had lit a cigarette. "Is it far, Juan?" he asked. "Nom de Dios! I heard you not. To the Hole you mean? Not far. hut rough, senor; yet there is no other way to get cattle in." "The man with you ; who is he?" Juan emitted a cloud of blue smoke in the air, smiling pleasantly. "Senor Laud." Laud!" in undisguised astonish Not 'Indian "What Laud? ment. Joe'?'' "SI, senor;- they call heem that." confidently. "He verra bad know heem. what?" Shelby gripped himself tightly. "I've heard of him. that's all. a Sioux squawman. hm I what he looked like hefore." His pony, no longer urged, fell hack trailing at the rear Juan rode on. unconscious and indif ferent, blowing spirals of smoke into the air, and humming the strain of some Spanish melody: hut Shelby was staring beyond him at the red-bearded while man slouched down in his sad dle. So that fellow was "Indian .loe" Laud! As never before he realized to the full the danger into which he advanced. man. You He's never knew rt the others. " "Indian Joe" Laud! When hadn't he heard of him? For years certainly, ev»r since he had been In this north country, yet in appearance the fellow what he previously had imagined that desperado Laud was gross, bearded, dirty featured; to all barroom tough, yet frontier had was not at all to be. coa Re appearances a mere no man on the a worse record or was nore dreaded and despised. Why he here stealing cattle on the' very verge of Indian war? True, he was was I not a Sioux In blood, yet It was well known that he bad been adopted Into the tribe and never fulled to have a hand In their deviltry. Army officers claimed he possessed more Influence over them for evil than any chief, and Shelby had heard him mentioned with Sitting Bull as leaders In the ghost dance. If true, then he must know how far to venture, and Just when to draw aside so as to save himself. That must be it—to him war meant only an opportunity to plunder. The final re sult was clearly Indian defeat; he would keep out, but in the meanwhile profit all he could. The trail led downward at a rather steep grade. In spite of continual curv ing. The sure-footed horses moved faster thnn the cattle, and hpfore the outfit reached the level of the valley the three riders hnd closed in on the Indian drivers. Shelby knew them at once as young Sioux warriors, and was again able to distinguish plainly the brand on the flank of the steers bring ing up the rear of the herd. They were unquestionably his own stock, and. In spite of his rage, he could not be entirely indifferent to the grim hu mor of the situation'—he was being guided into Wolves' hole by the very men who had robbed him. Yet his thoughts did not dwell upon this so much just then, as on the mad chnncé he had assumed in this ndveu ture. What could he accomplish? What hope was there that he would ever emerge again alive? He Was going forward blindly, led by fate, with not even a plan of guidance. He must work alone, in the midst of enemies, desperate men to whom human life was valueless, and where any incau tious word vjr act would Instantly ex pose him to discovery. In spite of the fact that he was believed dead, Maeklin would recognize him at a glance, and the very claim that he was a friend of Hanley's exposed him to discovery. In some way he must avoid them both, and yet no plan presented itself to promise escape. He could only drift helplessly, becoming more despondent of success with every step of advance. It was already dusk when they at tained the level of the valley, and the overshadowing bluffs rose high on either hand, leaving them plodding through the gloom. Yet even here they had not attained the full depression of the Hole, which required another sharp descent along the border of the stream, where a ledge of rock had evi dently been blasted out. This passage abruptly ended In a wide, stone eause wny, turning sharply to the left, and running beneath a waterfall, where the broad stream leaped over a ledge of high rock. It was a task to get the cattle through, yet once started, they plunged forward, following each other with .fright, never pausing until they scattered out over the plain below. Laud drew up his horse in front of a small log structure, so concealed at the edge of a straggly grove, that, in the gloom, Shelby was not even aware of its existence until voices greeted them. "Back again, Joe! Wbere'd yer pick up that bunch?" "Dp on the Cottonwood ; easy pick in'," and Laud flung one leg over his saddle in a posture of rest. "Where's Kelly? Oh, Dan ; bring me out a drink. Anything new?" The tall, raw-boned frontiersman who responded, puffed at his pipe, aud out through the open door of the cab in there suddenly streamed a light re vealing his features, and the indistinct outlines of others idling near by. "Well, not much, Joe," he answered drawllngly, "most o' the Injuns have struck out; ain't mor'n a dozen bucks left, I reckon. They tell me they're raisin' h—1 already over Ponca way; maybe yer heard about it?" Laud nodded, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "Whar's Matt Hanley?" "Oh. he an' Slagin cum' in 'bout five hours ago. I reckon, an' went ou up to the cove." "Have enything with 'em?" "Not thet I see—they didn't, did they. Jim?—just travelin' light." "Didn't say enything about another gazabo?" "Not that 1 know about. They act ed like they was both plum tired out, and wanted ter go asleep. Just took a drink apiece, and mosied along." Laud let fall an oath. "All right then, but d-d if I'll ride down to the cove tonight. We'll go up to your shack. Juan, and bunk down. Come on. both o' yer." "Becauie you are a wo-nan, I guess, end because I think you are straight." •To BE CONTINUED.) Bower-Bird's Wooing. 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