Young Wild West at "Forbidden Pass" - and How Arietta Paid the Toll
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YOUNG WILD WEST AT "FORBIDDEN PASS"
AND
How Arietta Paid the Toll
By AN OLD SCOUT.
CHAPTER I.
THE ARRIVAL AT BIG BONANZA.
It was just about five o'clock in the afternoon of a cool day in autumn
when Young Wild West and his friends rode into a little mining camp
called Big Bonanza, which was situated in the heart of the range, known
as the Silver Bend Mountains, Nevada.
It was the first signs of anything like civilization that the party had
seen in two days, and though there were but half a dozen little shanties
in it, the sight of it was a welcome one.
Young Wild West was beyond a doubt the greatest and best known of the
heroes of the Wild West, and though but a boy in years, he had made a
name for himself that many an elder person would have been proud to own.
He had earned the title of the Champion Deadshot of the West by his
remarkable skill with the rifle and revolver, and he was ever ready to
defend the title against all comers.
Many of his warmest friends called him the Prince of the Saddle, because
he was without a peer at breaking and riding the wildest and most
vicious horses of the West.
When upon the back of the beautiful sorrel stallion he always rode he
made a picture that was dashing and handsome in the extreme. When on his
trips through the wildest parts of the Great West he invariably was
attired in a fancy buckskin hunting suit, and with his sombrero tipped
well back upon his head, he surely showed up as a dashing young hero.
The flash in his eye told of his courage and persistence, while his
athletic form betokened his strength and quickness.
But of all his qualifications to make up a dashing young Westerner his
greatest was his coolness and fixed purpose to do right, no matter what
the cost might be.
Few, indeed, are possessed of such sterling qualities, and it is only
those who are that make real heroes.
But, as we have already stated, and the majority of our readers know,
Young Wild West was a genuine boy hero of the Wild West, and that is
only saying the truth.
Being the owner of several gold and silver mines, the young deadshot had
an income that was more than sufficient to permit him to pursue his
favorite hobby, which was riding about through the wildest parts of the
states and territories in search of adventure.
At the time of which we write there was plenty of excitement and
adventure to be found in that region, and Young Wild West was helping
along the advance of civilization, which, by the way, has not reached
all parts of the West yet, speaking in a true sense, and reckoning in
law and order.
In company with our boy hero were his two partners, Cheyenne Charlie and
Jim Dart, and two very pretty young girls and a young woman.
Cheyenne Charlie was a government scout and one of the best known
Indian-fighters of his time. He was yet a young pan, and though he had
been "through the mill," as the saying goes, he was better satisfied to
be led than to lead, and thus it was that he had cast his lot with Wild.
The scout was a tall man, straight as an arrow, and his long black hair
and mustache, together with his bronzed face, gave him the appearance of
being just what he was--an out-and-out Westerner.
Jim Dart was a boy of about the same age as our hero, born and reared in
the West, and though he seldom had much to say, he was full of grit, and
always ready to do his share.
The two were known as the partners of Young Wild West, and they always
dressed in the same style he did.
The two girls of the party were Arietta Murdock, the charming sweetheart
of our hero, and Eloise Gardner, Jim Dart's sweetheart; the young woman
was the wife of Cheyenne Charlie, and her name was Anna.
The girls, as they always called them, loved to travel around with our
hero and his partners, and they had learned to look upon the dangers
they were constantly coming in contact with rather lightly.
Arietta was the only one of the three who had been born and reared in
the West, but Anna and Eloise had been there long enough to become
accustomed to its ways, and they could ride horseback and shoot with
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