Buffalo Bill's Spy Trailer: or, The Stranger in Camp
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Ingraham Prentiss. Buffalo Bill's Spy Trailer: or, The Stranger in Camp
CHAPTER I. THE HERMIT OF THE GRAND CAÑON
CHAPTER II. THE MINER'S SECRET
CHAPTER III. THE GRAVE AT THE DESERTED CAMP
CHAPTER IV. A VOW OF VENGEANCE
CHAPTER V. MASKED AND MERCILESS
CHAPTER VI. THE DUMB MESSENGER
CHAPTER VII. DEATH AND MADNESS
CHAPTER VIII. A STRANGE BURIAL
CHAPTER IX. THE COURIER
CHAPTER X. DOCTOR DICK'S DRIVE
CHAPTER XI. RUNNING THE GANTLET
CHAPTER XII. A MAN'S NERVE
CHAPTER XIII. A VOLUNTEER
CHAPTER XIV. THE WAY IT WAS DONE
CHAPTER XV. A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE
CHAPTER XVI. TAKING CHANCES
CHAPTER XVII. A SECRET KEPT
CHAPTER XVIII. A MYSTERIOUS SOUND
CHAPTER XIX. A FAIR PASSENGER
CHAPTER XX. MASKED FOES
CHAPTER XXI. THE SACRIFICE
CHAPTER XXII. THE RANSOM
CHAPTER XXIII. THE OUTLAWS' CAPTIVE
CHAPTER XXIV. THE TWO FUGITIVES
CHAPTER XXV. THE OUTLAW LOVER
CHAPTER XXVI. THE SECRET OUT
CHAPTER XXVII. THE DEPARTURE
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE LONE TRAIL
CHAPTER XXIX. TO WELCOME THE FAIR GUEST
CHAPTER XXX. AT THE RENDEZVOUS
CHAPTER XXXI. DOCTOR DICK TELLS THE NEWS
CHAPTER XXXII. THE MINERS' WELCOME
CHAPTER XXXIII. THE COUNCIL
CHAPTER XXXIV. A METAMORPHOSIS
CHAPTER XXXV. THE DRIVER'S LETTER
CHAPTER XXXVI. THE SCOUT ON THE WATCH
CHAPTER XXXVII. THE MINER'S MISSION
CHAPTER XXXVIII. A LEAF FROM THE PAST
CHAPTER XXXIX. THE OUTLAW'S CONFESSION
CHAPTER XL. TEARING OFF THE MASK
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A horseman drew rein one morning, upon the brink of the Grand Cañon of the Colorado, a mighty abyss, too vast for the eye to take in its grand immensity; a mighty mountain rent asunder and forming a chasm which is a valley of grandeur and beauty, through which flows the Colorado Grande. Ranges of mountains tower to cloudland on all sides with cliffs of scarlet, blue, violet, yes, all hues of the rainbow; crystal streams flowing merrily along; verdant meadows, vales and hills, with massive forests everywhere – such was the sight that met the admiring gaze of the horseman as he sat there in his saddle, his horse looking down into the cañon.
It was a spot avoided by Indians as the abiding-place of evil spirits; a scene shunned by white men, a mighty retreat where a fugitive, it would seem, would be forever safe, no matter what the crime that had driven him to seek a refuge there.
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When their pipes were lighted the man who had lately arrived said:
"Well, Lucas, I brought back provisions and other things to last us a year, and I care not to go again from this cañon until I carry a fortune in gold with me."
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