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Denver ‘Doll’s Devices. eh ea ea your uate so let?s change the subject—or aoe still, [ will bid ue a pleasant good-morn- aE opt she cried, arising hanghtily. ‘‘ You are entirely too hasty. Thanking you, I bave not the least desire to make love to you. I used to be your friend, but after your cruel treatment of your wife, my cousin, my respect for youceased, I was just trying you tosee how much man your wild career had left in your nature, Iam satisfied, Go!” “T will non you. ‘Will you impersonate Mile. Zoe He leer ‘i like a hawk, as he spoke. She turned white—then her face flushed erimson with passion. She could not speak, but stamping her foot, pointed toward the town. With a smile of triumph, Yankee obeyed her silent command and eip te tee. away. “By a bsap-hagard shot I wae ‘direct. into the ne camp!” he mnsad. ‘‘ She is Mile, Zoe instead of Crystal Carrol, whom I first suspect- ed. Well! well! Here’s fun! The fair Isabel wants to marry me, and proposed to doit by eraft, if she couldn’t by fair means, Then there's Crystal Carrol would not mind, I sur- mise, if ske got no chance. She also has some reason for “desiring the safety of McParland, Isabel, according to her own assertion, is out with her daddy, and it wouldn’t be surprising if she was. in with the road-agent, since, as Mile. Zoe, she claimed she could producs the child, which she conld not do, except she was in with McParland, Altogether, if I-am any judge, things are considerably mixed.” Denver Doll knew that it was important for her to attend the second meeting of the con- spirators, to learn what new schemes were to be formed in regard to the plot to seize the Bar, But, to goin the disguise of Steward, would be to thrust her foot in the fire, literally, be- eause Miller, the renegade, must have found out that Steward had not been outof McPar- Jand’s camp the previous night. , *¢The only way Ican see, is to bave Miller intercepted and held for awhile, so that I can reprasent him at the meeting, on fhe plea hol he dare not leave camp for fear of creatin Open breach between himself and McPar) can too soon, I think Ican trust the boys to the work of capturing him. Accordingly, she gave her eccentric trio in- structions, and sent them forth to capture Mil- ler, when be should approach the town, after which she arranged herself for the character.of the Spaniard, Steward. ' First of all, let us follow the steps of Walt, Yatkie and Cbug, and note their success. Proceeding to the upper part of the town for consultation, they soon got into an altercation as to who should take the lead, “Hello! What's the matter here? What you rascals quarreling about?’ a voice cried, and who should walk in upon the scene but Monroe Miller, who had been attracted to the spot by the sound of excited voices, Walt recognized him by Denver Doll’s de- scription, and quickly drawing and cocking his revolver, he shoved it in front of the outlaw conspirator’s face. | 2 Ping up, Marse Miller!” he cried, emphati- eally. _‘* You’se jes’ de berr: huekleberry we'lsa arter, deed you is, Hi! Germany, whose got de lead now, hey?” “Dot vas mine brisoner! Ivasseen him afore — | yon did, so help me!” Yukie blustered. “Never mind dar, chile. Jest yon an rat- eater bind him, while Teubber him wid de per- suader, fo’ suab! Yah! yah!” “See here! what does this mean?" Miller blus- tered, inarage, “Tl have you infernal idiots strung up for this. Lower your pistol, you black nigger.” “Deed 1 won't,” Walt declared, glitter in his black eyes, sah, an’ I'’sa gwine to hold ye right yar, till — you’se boun’ fas’ an’ sure. Han’s up, you rascallion, or I sw’ar to goodness ef es don’t take de scalp cl’ar offin youb head, suah cer- tain.” - - Miller could not doubt but what he was done for, so far as the present was ‘concerned, and was wise enough not to resist when they at- tempted to bind him. “ What am I thus insulted for?” he gritted. ‘*' Denver Doll ordered usto capture you, boss, an’ I had de *stinguished honor of makin’ de ar- rest. “ Denver Doll!” Miller exclaimed. a, wicked “Ves, sah, de Ace, Queen an’ Trump of alla 2 detectives, sab! She’s jes’ gwine fo’ yoah road- agents like a grasshopper after a hayseed, sah! She's jes’ gwine to abscorcbulate an’ extermin- ate de hull consarn, for suah!” “AHumph! 1 think I understand,” the con- spirator muttered. ‘It was she who played the part of Steward socleverly. If I don’t get out of this dilemma, the whole scheme bids fair to be frustrated.” Denver Doll had named to her pards an out- of-the-way place, ina transverse ravine, where they should take the prisoner: so, accordingly he was marched off, and the spot-was reachog aa due time, and the outlaw bound to a tree. A camp-fire was then built, and the ita guards squatted around it for asmoke. r their pipes wers out, a vote was taken, to see which of the three’ should remain on guard, while two of them took anap. ~ The lot fell to Chug, and Walt and Yakie stretched themselves out, and were soon fast — asleep. Miller's eyes gleamed with triumph as soon as he heard the stentorian snore of the Teuton, and the accompaniment of the darky. “Tf I don’t make a break now, there will be poor chances of my getting free,” he muttered, “‘T've a sweet-scented idea that I can work the Chinaman for all he is worth.” Waitiaz a while longer, so as to be on thesafe side, he attracted the attention of Chug witha dismal groan “Oh! oh! ach,” he said. to give me, pig-tall’ — Chug shook his head. ‘Got no whiskee!” he declared. “ But I have,” Miller said, “If one of my hands a Sat Pi ee shall have a s Now, if Ch ‘Thave terrible pains in my stom- “You’se my prisoner, i 4 ny “ Have you gota dropof whisky ~ ae | j es ¥ | 4 | A 4 | owll release it, and you — wg a one Peodominating, weak: x a ate — ©