Buffalo Bill's Best Bet; Or, A Sure Thing Well WonIngraham, Prentiss
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Buffalo Bill's Best Bet; Or, A Sure Thing Well Won
Ingraham, Prentiss
Buffalo Bill, 1846-1917 -- Fiction; Dime novels
“Yes, guided them into a trap, for you are backed by your band of Dog
Soldier Sioux, I see.”
“And they’ll stick to me, too, you bet, chief. Once I owed allegiance
to you, but I got tired of hard knocks and little pay, so I sided with
these Injuns and they made me their chief, and they’ve been waiting for
me to bring out this train for weeks.
“Them settlers are a leetle too strong for me, I admit, for we’ve tried
’em for some time; but there’s honor among thieves, you know, chief,
and I’ll share squarely with you and the boys if you give me a lift.”
“Red Dick, you are a fool, to think I would share a prize with you
and your red hounds. True, there was a truce between your band of red
devils and my men; but you are a deserter from my ranks, and if you do
not immediately draw off your band, I’ll shoot you down as I would a
dog, and then scalp every one of your gang that I can catch.”
Ricardo spoke sternly, and turning to Red Roark, his lieutenant, gave
an order in a low voice.
Red Dick’s face flamed with anger.
“Now, look here, boss, you don’t hold the ace as much as you think,
’cause my redskins ain’t a-goin’ to ’low no foolishness, if we has to
fight for it, and as to killing a fellow like a dog, why, two kin play
at that game, and no questions axed.”
As Red Dick spoke, he gave a loud war whoop, and leveled his pistol at
Ricardo, who, as quick as lightning, had his own weapon covering the
head of the renegade.
Thus, threateningly, the two men stood at bay, while around them
gathered their separate bands.
What might have been the result of this impromptu duel between the two
chiefs, it would be hard to say, but just at that moment there was a
terrific discharge of firearms, fired in regular order, a loud cheering
and a rushing of hoofs.
Before the surprised Indians and bandits could offer any resistance, a
squadron of cavalry charged through their line, firing as they rode;
and, dashing swiftly toward the camp, the next moment they were safe
within the fortification, while cheer after cheer rang out from the
rejoicing emigrants.
“Cusses on it, chief! While we’s quarreling here like two tomcats on a
fence, that cussed Captain la Clyde and his troopers has gotten through
our line and reënforced the emigrants.”
Red Dick growled the words savagely, at the same time lowering his
pistol.
“That is true, Red Dick; and, after all, we had better unite our forces
and wage a common war upon the train,” responded Ricardo.
It was too dark for his foe to see the evil look of mischief that
flashed in his eyes.
“I’m agreed, boss, kase, you see, it’s no use talking about us rooting
out that nest of hornets unless we jine forces,” Red Dick answered.
“Very well, Red Dick,” said the chief. “Now, my plan is that you take
the greater part of your redskins up the river above the camp, and,
taking to the water, swim down and attack them from that quarter, while
I keep up a constant fire upon them in our front.
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