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Copyrighted 1896, by Beadle and Adams.
October 27, 1896.

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Vol. XXXIX.

DEADWOOD DICK TORE OPEN HIS SHIRT AND EXPOSED THE BRAND OF A HORSESHOE.

Deadwood Dick Jr.
Branded
OR,
Red Rover
AT
Powder Pocket.

BY ED. L. WHEELER,

AUTHOR OF "DEADWOOD DICK" NOVELS, ETC.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I. THE GREAT HOLD-UP.
CHAPTER II. DICK'S FRUITLESS RISK.
CHAPTER III. CAPTAIN JOAQUIN'S CAPTURE.
CHAPTER IV. REJECTING A PROPOSAL.
CHAPTER V. TURNING THE TABLES.
CHAPTER VI. CACHING THE TREASURE.
CHAPTER VII. THE SECRET SHOT.
CHAPTER VIII. CAPTAIN JOAQUIN'S RETREAT.
CHAPTER IX. A CHANCE FOR HIS LIFE.
CHAPTER X. DICK IN A DEATH-TRAP.
CHAPTER XI. DICK'S ONLY DEFENSE.
CHAPTER XII. CAUGHT IN THE TOILS.
CHAPTER XIII. DEADWOOD DICK BRANDED.
CHAPTER XIV. SUSANA TO THE RESCUE.
CHAPTER XV. BANKER BROWN OF POWDER POCKET.
CHAPTER XVI. THE FIRST BLOW STRUCK.
CHAPTER XVII. THE SECOND BLOW FALLS.
CHAPTER XVIII. THE THIRD STROKE.

CHAPTER I.

THE GREAT HOLD-UP.

Toot!

"What's the mischief?" cried the fireman.

He sprung to his box and looked ahead, and in the center of the track, where the train was rounding a point of rocks, saw a red flag.

"That fool of a section boss has got another rail up, on our time, I suppose, as he did once before," growled the engineer, having shut off steam and applied the air brakes.

Toot!

Another short, sharp blast of the whistle, and the engineer reversed his engine, while the fireman leaped down and prepared to jump.

Both had beheld something well calculated to chill their blood, the moment the engine had rounded the bend far enough to give them a view of the straight stretch ahead!

About half way down to a point where the track again curved, a number of boulders had been placed between the rails, and on both sides of the track stood masked men with rifles in their hands. That they meant business was not to be questioned.

"Held up, by thunder!"

Such was the exclamation uttered by the engineer, as he reached for the whistle and sounded the second alarm, and, having reversed, as mentioned, he, too, prepared to jump.

But that was not necessary. As if the train robbers had calculated to the foot the distance from the curve at which to place the obstruction, they saw the train slow up, under the force of the powerful brakes, and when the engine stopped the nose of the pilot was but a score of inches from the boulders.

"Hands up, or take lead straight!"

So cried the leader, and a man on each side of the engine covered the engineer and fireman.

Needless to say, they promptly obeyed the order. At the same moment other members of the band made a dash for the express-car, which was next to the engine.

Still others had sprung up alongside the track the moment the train came to a standstill, and boarded the cars to take care of the passengers while the leader and those with him made their raid upon the car which contained the treasure they were after.

But, were they after any special treasure, or was it only a coincidence that they had chosen that particular train for their prey?

It looked the former.

"Looks like we're in for it," observed the fireman, as he held his hands on high.

"That's what it does," agreed the engineer, in easy manner of speech, taking care to keep his hands well up. "There is no use kicking when they have got us lined with Winchesters."

"That's hoss sense," averred one of the raiders, who stood guard over them. "You fellers keep yer hands straight up, and you won't come to no harm. We don't want to harm nobody, ef we kin help it, so you mind what ye've been told and ye won't git hurt."

"Who is your captain?" inquired the engineer.

"Captain Joaquin."

"The deuce you say! That settles it, Tom," to the fireman. "We had better keep right on reachin' skyward."

"Et won't be healthy fur ye ef ye don't," they were again warned. "Captain Joaquin is after the funds of the Castleville Bank, and he is bound to have 'em at any cost."

"The Castleville National Bank?"

"Jist so."

"What have we got to do with the funds of the bank? Does he