The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1886-06-26

But Revolver Guy was already beyond
the glare from the burning buildings, and
all the bullets sent after him flew wide Of
the mark.
Yells Of disappointment and rage went
echoing up among the hills long after the
gambler king had disappeared from view.
The revolver prince had made good his
escape, and the bowling cowboys turned
back to finish the work Of destruction.
Burn. burn! No quarter to the rats Of
Rocket Bar
This was not a sight that pleased Prin-
rose Pete. He knew the men were IN
liquor, and that it woHld be worse than use
less to demonstrate with them. He did not
attempt to do so. but walked aside and
passed the night in solitude and deep medi-
tation. He secured about two hours sleep
during the night, and at the first streak of
day was on hand for work.
The smoking ashes of two score cabins
alone marked the spot where once stood the
mining town of Rocket Bar. 1t was
scene not calculated 10 revive dropping
spirits. The cowboy sport at once held
with his friends among the
cattle men.
4 do not doubt that Revolver Guy muir
dered Jonas Haryer, proc eded Primrose
Pete, after a short talk. He has escaped.
and the widow and daughter of the man he
murdered are in his possession. It is our
duty to rescue them from the clutches of
the homicide, and deal out merited punish
ment"
"Ayel that's the tork Death ter Revol-
yer Guy. Wen rescue the wimmen eff We
hey ter foller Their trail ter Hades,"
This was the answer to the suggestions
Of Primrose Pete. He was satisfied with
the outlook.
After the burial of the three dead cow
boys, Primrose Pete, at the head Of eighteen
mounted men, rode from the ruins of Rock
ct Bar, taking the wagOn-tail leading
south
The cowboys reached the prairies soon after
noon, without encountering Revolver Guy
or any of his friends. Once more acOuncil
Of war was held, and Primrose Pete ex-
pressed the belief that they were on the
wrong trail.
I'm of Jest that opinion myself" said
one of the oldest men IN the crowd. 4
don't believe Revolver Guy I'd go to Their
peraries. Hed be safer amongst Their hills,
an he knows IT,.
ave viii take the back track and try one
of the many mountain trails, said the cow
boy sport. Il believe Revolver Guy viii
hide among the mountains until all danger
Of pursuit is over, at least. How many of
the boys viii 90 back with me?'
Every man of the eighteen signifed his
willingness to follow Primrose Pete to
perdition, if need b, 70 effect the rescue of
the women and the punishment Of the Mon
tana gambler.
Thanks, my brave pards, cried Prim-
rose Pete, with heaylng bosom and beam
ing eyes, 4 appreciate your kindness, but
/ do not require you all. You are needed
company; the rest may return TO the range.
And thus il was decided.
With six companions at his back, picked
from the cowboy band, Primrose Pete found
himself once more in the Montana hills,
late III the afternoon, anxiously scanning
every side trail for signs of the lost ones.
The movements of the little party We're
necessarily slow, and they were still in the
hills when night shadows began to drop
over the scene. Still no success on the part
Of the searchers.
Precious time was flying. and each mo-
ment rendered the task Of trailing the
tOughs Of Revolver Guy more difficult The
cowboy sport was IN a most gloomy mood
as he sat his horse under the shallow Of a
cliff, half a mile west Of the wagon-trail.
mo luck to-day" muttered Primrose
Pete. Twelve precious hours lost IN a
vain search. How is it all to end. | Won
der2 If Revolver Guy dares to harm a hair
of Nettie Haryer's head it viii be to him
the dearest work of iniquitY he ever
wrought-Ha,"
No wonder this last exclamation fell from
the lips of the yellow haired sport. An
arrow whiZzed past his head and buried its
steel point in a small sapling not ten feet
distant
Indians" exclaimed Primrose Pete,
refining back his steed and drawing a six
shooter.
Surrender, Primrose Pete, we are too
many for you and mean business"
On the instant the young cattle-herder
found himself surrounded by nearly dozen
men, mostly young fellows, yet all Of them
looking all armed to the teeth.
They had gGded from the bushes, and each
man held revolver leveled. 1t was not
one of these that spoke, however.
1t was q wOman's voice that summoned
him to surrender, and moment after the
appearance of the men a dark feminine fig
ure bounded into view, clasping In her
right hand a bow, with culver Of arrows
strapped to her back.
1t was Mad Myrtle
You cannot escape, Primrose Pete,
said the strange girl. My men are deter
mined followers. and would shoot you down
without mercy at an order from me-"
Give the order them" cried the cowboy
sport, with grim smile.
"DO Won wish to de-
Not particularly anxious to- admitted
Primrose Pete; but since you are eleven
to one [ don't know as it matters what my
wishes may be on the subject
1t may. If YOU are a true man you shall
live; If, on the contrary, you are a villain,
then l shall order your death, said Mad
Myrtle, cOolly.
How are YOU to find out, most noble
puncess2' queried Primrose Pete, in his
Old, knocking manner.
Easily You are to tell me.
"You take my wOrd2 In that case I am
ready to swear that I am one of the best
men, morally and physically, in Montana
"YOu escaped from the Mermaid Cave
the abiding place of the Avengers, In
order to do this veu slew one of my men.
my trusted lieutenant. Why did you do
tliss"
Il viii give YOU an honest statement Of
that affair, princess said Primrose Pete
She nodded for him to proceed, and he
did so, giving a complete history of his ad-
ventures on the evening of his escape from
the water cavern.
Mad Myrtle listened respectfully to the
last
4 am glad you have been frank, " she
said. Zinc Benson fell victim to his
own folly I am not the one to blame a man
for shooting in self-defense. In your place
1 would have done the same. That part Is
settled; now TO the future. What are YOU
doing herey"
Searching for Revolver Guy and his
capuves."
$50 the gambler escaped" uttered the
girl. 4 found nothing of him among the
ruins Of Rocket Bar, and mist1usted as
much. Last night that villain hurled me
into a gulch with the intent to commit muir
der. He believes my mangled corpse lies
at the bottom of that gulch at this moment.
but be Is mistaken. Even though nv hands
were bound II was but little harmed bv the
fall. 4 sharp point of rock severed the
cord a rotten affair that bound nv hands.
and was free the moment I struck. which
was III a cIump of cedars
Il was quite astoUnded at NV lucky
/ escape. and dared not move for some time.
After darkness set in, however. / MANAGED
TO draw myself 10 the top of the gulch bv
means of vines and bushes. and when 7 re-
gained the vicinity Of Rocket Bar it was in
flames, and yelling crowd of demons. i'm