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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Well, it was a close call for me, Larry, I admit, for I found foes where I expected friends." "You were held up?" "Yes." "Where?" "At what you have very appropriately named the Dead Line, Larry." "The place where Bud and Dave were killed?" "Yes." "It was the masked road-agents?" "Not this time." "Ah! who then?"
His jewels shone with more than accustomed luster, and there was an expression upon his face that boded no good for the road-agents if they meant treachery in their dealings.
The search of the dead bodies of the two road-agents had revealed nothing as to their identity, for, excepting their weapons, a little money, some odds and ends in their pockets, they had nothing of value about them, and they were buried at the expense of Doctor Dick, who would have it so, as he very laconically remarked: "As I killed them, I should pay their expenses when they are unable to do so."
Landlord Larry had himself led the party in search of the trail of the road-agents, while, mounting the box, and leaving his horse to follow on behind, Doctor Dick sent the team along at a slapping pace for Last Chance Claim.
In the hostile Indian country, riders were frequently shot. In such an event the man whose relief had been killed had to ride on to the next station, doing two men's ride. Road-agents were another menace, and often they proved as deadly as the Indians. In stretching my own route I found myself getting further and further west. Finally I was riding well into the foothills of the Rockies.
The question of an attempt to capture the road-agents had been fully discussed, but dismissed upon the advice of Landlord Larry, Doctor Dick, and Harding, who represented the danger that the girl would be in, at the hands of the merciless masked chief.
This did not trouble the young Rider in the least, but he made up his mind that he would not be caught; and after that the road-agents found it impossible to bring him to a halt, and his mails always went through in perfect safety.
"It would be a strange condition of things where nothing did happen," I answered; and just then the horn of the mail-carrier sounded, and the lumbering four-horse coach rattled down the street in sight of our windows. "There," I said, "is your U. S. M. safe and sound, road-agents and land-slides to the contrary and of no effect."
Returning to his own quarters he said to Harding, who was awaiting him: "Well, pard, the major has heard the whole story, and he has left it to me to go in my own way about running down these road-agents, for, though only one was seen, there were evidently more at the hold-up."
Then there was a long blank pause; not a sound was heard, not a voice spoke, nor a foot moved. This silence was speedily broken, however, by two heavy falls, followed almost immediately by the tramp of feet. Not till all was again quiet did Redburn venture to open the door and look out. All was dark and still. The road-agents had gone, and left no sign of their work behind.
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