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( Copyright. A. C. McClurg & Co. . 1310. )
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SYNOPSIS.
Jack Keith , a Virginian , now a bor
der plainsman , . Is looking for roaming war
parties of savages. He sees a wagon team
at full gallop pursued by men on ponies.
"When Keith reaches the wagon the raid
ers have massacred two men and de
parted. He searches the victims finding
papers and a locket with a woman's per
trait. Keith Is arrested at Carson City ,
charged with the murder , his accuser be
ing a ruffian named Black Bart. A negro
companion in his cell named Neb tells him
that he knew the Keiths In Virginia. Neb
says one of the murdered men was John
Sibley. the other Gen. Willis Walte. form
erly a Confederate officer. The plainsman
and Neb escape , and later the fugitives
come upon a cabin and find its occupant
to be a young girl , whom Keith thinks
he saw at Carson City. The girl explains
that she Is in search of a brother , who
had deserted from the army , and that a
Mr. Hawley induced her to come to the
cabin while he sought her brother. Hawley -
ley appears , and Keith in hiding recog
nizes him as Black Bart. There is a ter
rific battle In the darkened room In which
Keith is victor. Horses are appropriated ,
and the girl who says that her name is
Hope , joins in the escape. Keith explains
his situation and the fugitives make for
Fort Larned , where the girl is left with
the hotel landlady. Miss Hope tells that
she -is the daughter of General Walte.
Keith and Neb drift into Sheridan , where
Keith meets an old friend. Dr. Fairbain.
Keith meets the brother of Hope Waite.
under the assumed name of Fred Wil-
loughby , and becomes convinced that
Black Bart has some plot involving the
two. Hope learns that Gen. Waite. who
was thought murdered , is at Sheridan ,
and goes there , where she Is mistaken for
Christie Mnclaire. the Carson City singer.
Keith meets the real Christie Maclaire
and finds that Black Bart has convinced
her that there Is a mystery in her life
which he Is going to turn to her advan
tage. The plainsman tells Hope Waite of
her resemblance to Christie Maclaire.
They decide that Fred Willoughby may
hold the key to the situation. Keith finds
Willoughby shot dead. Hope is told of
the death of her brother. Keith fails to
learn what repreesntations Black Bart
has made to Christie Maclaire. Hope
suggests that in order to learn the secret
she must briefly impersonate the stage
singer. Dr. Fairbain is in love with
Christie Maclaire and Keith induces him
to detain her from the stage while Hope
goes to the theater where she meets
Black Bart , who , thus deceived , tells
Hope that General Waite has suspected
his plans and that they must fly. Hope ,
greatly alarmed , demurs. General Walte
appears and says Black Bart has stolen
papers from him regarding an Inheri
tance.
CHAPTER XXX ! . ( Continued. )
"I have told you my name Jack
Keith , " he replied , quietly. "Doctor
Fairbain knows something of me , but
for your further information I will add
that when we met before I was Cap
tain Keith , Third Virginia Cavalry ,
and bearing dispatches from Long-
street to Stonewall Jackson. "
The gruff old soldier , half-crazed by
the news of his daughter's peril , the
gleam of his eyes still revealing un
controlled temper , stared at the young
er face fronting him ; then slowly he
held out his hand.
"Keith Keith , " he repeated , as
though bringing back the name with
an effort "By God , that's so old Jef
ferson Keith's boy killed at An-
tietam. And you know Hope ? "
"Yes , General. "
He looked about as though dazed ,
and the sheriff broke In not unkindly.
"Well , Waite , if we are going to
search for j'our daughter we better
be at it Come on , all of you ; Miss
Maclaire will be safe enough here
alone. "
He took hold of Keith's arm , ques
tioning him briefly as they passed
down the hall. On the stairs the lat
ter took his turn , still confused by
what he had just heard.
"Who is Miss Maclaire ? " he asked.
"Phyllis Gale. "
"Of course , but who Is Phyllis Gale ?
What has she to do with General
Waite ? His daughter has told me she
never heard of any one by that name. "
"Well , Keith , the old man has never
told me very much ; he's pretty closemouthed -
mouthed , except for swearing , but I've
read his papers , and picked up a point
cr two. I reckon the daughter , Miss
Hope , maybe never heard a word
about it , but the boy the one that
was shot must have stumbled onto
the story and repeated it to Hawley.
That's what set that fellow going. It
seems Mrs. Waite's maiden name was
Pierpont , and when she was seven
teen years old she was married to the
sou of a rich North Carolina planter.
The fellow was a drunken , dissolute ,
good-for-nothing. They had a daugh
ter born this Phyllis and when the
child was three years old her father ,
in a fit of drunken rage , ran away , and
to spite his wife took the little girl
with him. All efforts to trace them
failed , and the mother finally secured
a divorce and , two years later , mar
ried Willis Waite. Waite , of course ,
Irnew these facts , but probably they
-were never told the children. When
the father of Mrs. Waite's first hus
band died , he left all his large proper
ty to his grandchild , providing she
could be found and identified within a
certain time , failing which the proper
ty was to be distributed among cer .
tain designated charities. Waite was :
named sole administrator. Well , the
old man took as much interest in it as
though it was his own girl , but made
mighty little progress. He did dls- .
co\er that the father had taken the
child to St. Louis and left here there
with a woman named Raymond , but
after the woman died the girl com
pletely disappeared. "
' Then Miss Maclaire ! s Hope
WsJte's half-sister ? "
That's'the way it looks now. "
"And Hawley merely happened teen
en to ilia ri ht party ? "
'Here , Sheriff ! This Is One of Kawley's Men ! "
"Sure ; it's clear enough how that
came about. The boy told him about
the lost heiress his father was search
ing after , and showed him his sister's
picture. 'Black Bart' instantly recog
nized her resemblance to Christie
Maclaire , and thought he saw a good
chance for some easy money. He
needed the papers , however , to ascer
tain exactly the terms of the will ,
and what would be necessary for the
identification. He never intended to
go into court , but hoped to either get
Waite out of the way , or else convince
him that Christie was the girl , relying
on her gratitude for his profits. When
Waite played into his hands by com
ing to Carson City the chance was too
good to be lost. I'm not sure he meant
to kill him , but he did mean to have
those papers at any cost Probably
you know the rest the girl was easy ,
because she was so ignorant of her
parentage , and nothing prevented
Hawley from winning except that
Waite got mad and decided to fight.
That knocked over the whole thing. "
They were outside now , and the
first touch of the cool night air , the
first glance up and down the noisy
street , brought Keith to himself , his
mind ready to grapple with the prob
lem of Hope's disappearance. It
seemed to him he had already looked
everywhere , yet there was nothing to
do except to continue the search , only
more systematically. The sherifr as
sumed control clear headed , and ac
customed to that sort of thing call
ing in Hickock and his deputies to
assist , and fairly combing the town
from one end to the other. Not a rat
could have slipped unobserved
through the net he dragged down that
long street , or its intersecting alleys
but it was without result ; nowhere
was there found a trace of either the
gambler or his companion.
They dug into saloons , bagnios ,
dance-halls , searching back rooms
and questioning inmates ; they routed
Dut every occupant of the hotel , in
vaded boarding houses , and explored
shacks and tents , indifferent to the
protests of those disturbed but with-
aut result They found several who
Icuew Hawley , others who had seen the
two together passing by the lighted
ivindows of the Trocadero , but beyond
Lhat nothing. Convinced , at last , that
the parties sought were not alive in
Sheridan , and beginning to fear the
svorst , the searchers separated , and
began spreading forth over the black
surrounding prairie , and by the light
) f lanterns seeking any semblance of
.rail. There was no lack of volun-
eers for this work , but it was aay-
ight before the slightest clue pre
sented itself. Keith , with the sheriff
md two or three others , had groped
.heir way outward until , with the first
lush of dawn , they found themselves
it the opening of a small rocky ra-
rine , near the foot of "Boots Hill. "
3eering down into its still shadowed
lepths , they discerned what appeared
ike a body lying there motionless.
Ceith sprang down beside it , and turn-
id the rigid form over until the dead
ace was revealed in the wan light
t was that of the reG moustached1
Scott. He staggered back at the rec
ognition , barely able to ejaculate.
"Here , Sheriff ! This is one of Haw-
ley's men ! "
The sheriff was bending instantly
above the corpse , searching for the
truth.
"You know the fellow ? "
"Yes , his name was Scott. "
"Well , he's been dead some hours ,
at least six I should say ; shot just
above the eye , and good Heavens !
look here , Keith , at the size of this
bullet wound ; that's no man's gun in
this country no more than a ' 32' I'd
say. "
"Miss Waite had a small revolver.
She must-have shot the fellow. But
why did they leave the body here to
be discovered ?
The sheriff arose to his feet , prowl
ing about in the brightening glow of
the dawn.
"They were In a hurry to get away ,
and knew he wouldn't be found before
morning. A six hours' start means a
good deal. They did drag him back
out of sight look here. This was
where the struggle took place , and
here is where the man fell , " tracing
it out upon the ground. "The girl
put up a stiff fight , too see where
they dragged her up the path. From
the footprints there must have been
half a dozen in the party. Get back
out of the way , Sims , while I follow
their trail. "
It was plain enough , now they had
daylight to assist them , and led around
the edge of the hill. A hundred feet
away they came to where horses had
I been standing , the trampled sod evi
dencing they must have been there for
considerable time. Keith and
the sheriff circled out until they final
ly struck the trail of the party , which
led forth southwest across the prairie.
"Seven horses , one being led light , "
said the former. "That was Scott's ,
probably. "
"That's the whole story , " replied
the sheriff , staring off toward the
bare horizon , "and the cusses have at
least six hours the start with fresh
horses. " He turned around. "Well ,
boys , that takes 'em out of my baili
wick , I reckon. Some of the rest of
you will have to run that gang down. "
CHAPTER XXXII.
Fairbain and Christie.
Dr. Fairbain had originally joined
the searching parts' , fully as eager as
Keith himself to run down the rene
gade Hawley , but after an hour of re-
sultless effort , his entire thought shift
ed * to the woman they had left alone
at the hotel. He could not , as yet
fully grasp the situation , but he re
mained loyal to the one overpowering
truth that he loved Christie Maclaire.
Fairbain's nature was rough , orig
inal , yet loyal to the core. He had
lived all his life long in army camps ,
and upon the frontier , and his code
of honor was extremely simple. It
never once occurred to him that Chris
tie's profession was not of the high
est , or that her life and associations
in any way unfitted her for the future.
To his mind she was the one and only
woman. His last memory of her , aa
the little party of men filed out ot
that room , haunted him until he fin
ally dropped out of the search and
drifted back toward the hotel.
It was a late hour , yet it was hard
ly likely the woman had retired. Her
excitement , her interest in the pursuit ,
would surely prevent that ; moreover ,
he was certain he saw a light still
burning in her room , as he looked up
from the black street below. Never
theless he hesitated , uncertain of his
reception. Bluff , emphatic , never
afraid to face a man in his life , hla
heart now beat fiercely as he endear-
ored to muster the necessary cour
age. Far down the dark street soma
roysterer fired a shot , and sudden fear
lest he might be sought after profes
sionally sent the doctor hurriedly
within , and up the stairs. He stood ,
just outside her door , quaking like a
child , the perspiration beading his
forehead , but a light streamed
through the transom , and he could
plainly hear movements within. At
last , in a sudden spasm of courage ,
he knocked softly. Even in that noisy
spot she heard instantly , opening the
door without hesitation , and standing
fully dressed within. She was no
longer a discouraged , sobbing girl ,
but an aroused , intent woman , into
whose pathetic , lonely life there had
come a new hope. She appeared
younger , fairer , with the light shim
mering in her hair and her eyes smil
ing welcome.
"Oh , Doctor , " and her hands were
thrust out towards him , "I am glad
you have come. Somehow , I thought
you would , and I have wanted so to
talk to some one to you. "
"To me ! Do you really mean that ,
Miss Christie ? "
"Yes , I really mean that , you great
bear of a man , " and the girl laughed
lightly , dragging him into the room
and closing the door. "Why , who else
could I expect to come to-night ? You
were the only one really good to me.
You you acted as if you believed in
me all the time "
( TO BE CONTINUED. )
He Lagged Superfluous.
PIttsfield. in the Berkshire hills , had
in the old days , like many another
New England town , a number of men
and women who were called "charac
ters. " One of these was "Bill" Brown ,
a man unfortunately addicted to drink ,
and frequently intoxicated for days at
a time. On one occasion he went into
the shop'of the local hatter. Mr.
Smith , and asked for the best beaver
in the store. Mr. Smith produced the
desired article , saying as he took the
money : "That beaver will last a man
a lifetime. " Bill went proudly down
the main street with his fine beaver
on his head , and immediately cele
brated the event with a protracted de
bauch. When he recovered he return
ed to the shop with a most disreput
able hat. "Look here , I thought you
said this here beaver would last me
a lifetime. " "So it would , " growled
Mr. Smith , "If you had died when you
ought to ! " Youth's companion.
Is a Lucky Kid.
Beatrice SIngleterry of Miles ave
nue is a lucky kid. sys the Cleveland
Leader. Every one of her wishes
bears fulfillment. If she finishes up
as she began there is no telling what
the gods may have in store for her.
When the news got about that there
was a brand new baby in the family
a friend made inquiries and learned
that the newcomer was a little boy ,
named Robert "Robert ? " inquired
the friend. "I can't think of anyone
in the family after whom the baby ia
named. I never heard of a Robert on
either side of the house. " "No , "
spoke up Beatrice. "I had a little dog
that died and I asked papa to name
my brother after my doggie. And he
did. "
The Choice of Vocation.
This year the Harvard summer
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shall give teachers an idea of the way
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"Lovable Little Chap" Probably Would
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Being Sunday evening , the the races
having taken place that afternoon , the
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ment a little boy had been standing all
the way , but before the journey had
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"Were you very frightened , dear , as
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"Tony , " came the answer.
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Young Fred was on his way to his
grandmother's home. The train reach
ed a small station.
"Bunker Hill ! " shouted the brakeman -
man , putting his head in at the door.
"Bunker Hill. "
"Mamma , mamma ! " demanded
Fred. "What has she done that they
treat her that way ? "
"What way , my child ? " inquired his
mother.
"Why , " explained Fred , "didn't the
conductor say , 'Bump her heels ? ' "
Final Recourse.
"Do you want to get a hearing in
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