"I have been to it; but how are you, Pard Seldon, and let me say that I have good news for you, as your daughter has come West to meet you and is now at Last Chance." "Thank you, Mr. Cody, but I am aware of that fact, as Surgeon Powell can tell you; but come, look me squarely in the face, and see if you know who I am." Buffalo Bill gave a fixed look, and then cried excitedly: "By the gods of war, _you are Wallace Weston or his ghost_." "I am a very healthy ghost, sir; but I am Wallace Weston, and I leave it to Surgeon Powell to tell my story to you." The scout seized the gold-hunter's hand and wrung it hard, while he said: "Thank God you are not dead, Weston, for only this night have I heard the truth of your story from the lips of the dying outlaw, Alvin Wolf." "Ha! once my friend, then my foe, for he sided with the Mayhews against me." "He did, and I have his diary, which tells the whole story; but now let me tell mine, and then we can compare notes and decide what is best to be done." They first had supper, after staking out their horses, and afterward buried the body of the outlaw, Alvin Wolf. Then, until after midnight, they sat talking together, the surgeon, the scout, and the gold-hunter, about all that had happened, after which they retired to their blankets. It was just dawn the next morning when Wallace Weston rode away from the old camp to make all speed to Last Chance. His mission there was to take a letter to Driver Harding, which was as follows: "Trust the bearer with your life. Pick out eight of the best men in the camp, whom you can trust, and have them pretend to start for W---- on business, going in your coach. "See that no one else goes. Have two leaders that are good saddle-horses, and smuggle into the coach seven saddles. "I will meet you at Dead Line with horses, and prepare to lose your leaders then, for four horses can readily pull your empty coach on to W----. "Your men must be the best, and fully armed. "The bearer will bring your answer to me." "Yours, B. B." Pushing rapidly on, Wallace Weston arrived in Last Chance that night and at once sought out Harding. Giving him his letter, he received his answer, after the two had had a talk together, and then, mounted upon a fresh horse furnished him by the driver, he started upon his return, having attracted no particular attention. It was the next day that the coach rolled out for W---- and it carried eight miners as passengers. Arriving at Dead Line, it was met there by Buffalo Bill, Surgeon Powell, and Wallace Weston, and the eight miners joined them and went up to the scout's basin camp. Then, with the two leaders taken from Harding's coach, they had, with Wolf's horses and the pack-animals, enough to mount the party. The next morning the start was made for the Grand Canyon, and the descent was made on foot in the darkness of night, the horses having been left on the rim.