CHAPTER II .-- Dick's Escape.
When Dick opened his eyes it was broad daylight.

He was lying in a barely furnished room.

A surgeon was leaning over him bandaging his wounds, while on the other side of the bed stood three red-shirted men, whose rough beards and belts with bowie knives and pistols showed them to be miners.

One of them had his face strapped up and his arm in a sling.

An exclamation of satisfaction burst from him as Dick's eyes opened.
"That is right, lad.