x I”: N. . f’wm‘imfie‘fiwfi.” 3/3553»: first! 3. ., as .9. L THE SNOW SHOWER. BY MARI! S. LADD. Out pour the children from the school. The men children, wild with fun; For eiful o the teacher‘s rule T ey clap their hands, and shout, and run. The snow comes selling all around—— ‘ The large flakes falling on their heads; ‘ Obo!“ they cry, as it heaps the round, ” Grandma has emptied her feat er-heds!“ They lift their faces~it falls in their e es; The turn their headsoit kisses the r cheeks; A fioa ing feathe shower it flies. With a dizzy wh rl, in its merry freaks. The boys catch up the crystals white And recs them in a pear! b And a the girls run in affr ght, In gleesome fright, as ‘round they fall. And now they catch the falling spars Upon their pink palms in their play; They gleam, at first, like silver stars, And then they fade and fade away. Dropping away as they move along, into their homes the children go— A happy, jostlln , whirlln throng, F‘a r o the sig t as the shower of snow. l’l‘lIIa [‘iARDY, The 8933 Boy; THE MYSTERY 01" THE STRONGBOW. BY CHARLES MORRIS, Anrnos or “THE GAKIN DETECTIVE,” “NO- sobv’s BOY," no, mo. CHAPTER XXII. FOR. Lan on DEATH. “ I WILL be even with you anyhow, _ _ on med~ dlmg young imp!” the mate savage cried , as he attempted to jerk Phil down rom the ladder. But this was not so easily done. The clung desperately to the rounds, and tugbgai filfignfuriated man might he could not loosen his “ i'u settle furious growl mm the li Releasing his grasp of the mate. head. to the blow. But a man cannot use all his strength in two directions. The grasp of his left hand na- fiurfilly relaxed, as he put his vigor into the t. In an instant Phil darted down the ladder, jerking himself clear from the loosened hold and the mate’s fist came in contact with ha wood instead of soft flesh, with a vim that was in no wise agreeable to his knuckles. A mocking laugh broke from the boy’s lips as he darted away with the speed of a here. The mate instantly followed with a loud impreca— ion. A hard chase began, round and round the hiterior of the hold. Phil’s object was to reach the ladder, and escape to the upper deck. But his foe divined this, and chased him so closely that he had no ep )ortunity to do so. he mate was a fast runner, and it was as much as Phil could do to kee clutches. The darkness of the hol turn, as the chase continued three or four times round the circuit of the hold. At his last turn Phil made straight for the ladder. But his pursuer was not three feet be- hind him, a low curse breaking from his set lips at every few steps. l’hil stoo as he passed and snatched up the evertnrm bucket. Loo ing hind him, at the ankles of is antagonist. His aim was a true one. on. Phil’s next move was quick as lightning. He turned and darted up the ladder reachin the top of it by the time his foe had regainegl his feet Phil lagr on the deck above, looking down he hatchwa , and breaking into a discomfited foe. He t‘hrou h tanta izin laugh at had not ca culated sufficiently on the exaspera- tion of the mate. There was a blinding flash that lit up the hold for an instant, a loud report, and somethiu had been touc ed by a hot iron. The maddened mate had fired a pistol, point- blank, at his mocking foe. - “Guess it’s time to git,” said Phil coolly. “ Dont want to be stop in’ nobody’s buIlets.” The mate was by t is time at the foot of the ladder, and was ascending hand over n . Phil ran uickly forward, entering and pass- (Ii thence through the second door into the cabin. _He closed this door with a bang, and bolted it behind encounter the tall, brawny figure of Tim Fagan, who stood in the middle of the cabin, looking at him With aston- ing throng the lumber room, and him. - He turned again to ishment. As Phil darted up the stairs to the deck there came a curses. ' . ' Hagan at once opened it, admitting the mate. it here is the boy i” cried the latter, breath- ing hard and his (ayes glaring round the cabin. ‘ On deck,” sai Fagan. _ noise I heard? It sounded like a pistol-shot.” With no other answer than a harsh growl, the mate rushed for the deck, followed quickly by his astonished confederate. The situation was an interesting one. The Strongbow was now almost across the stream, and was roundin up to enter her dock on the X group of persons stood on the pier watching her approach. A short dis- tance in the roar of the ship came a small, swift tug-boat, heading for the same wharf. he form of Harvey Rus— Brooklyn side. On her deck waslvlisiblo 1 th sell accompauict severe. 0 or persons. . Amidshi )8 of t c Strongbow stood Phil, breathing iard from his late exertions, and fac- -' in the captain, who shrunk back in nervous fright from what he was still half disposed to consider an apparition. Further forward stood Dick, who had just A group of sailors, headed by old Ben Bowline, stood near emerged from the forecastle. him, looking on with intense interest. “A fcllcr niought think you weren’t much used to glnrsts,” said Phil, jecringl , to the cap- tain. “Maybe you’d like to fee me toseeif I’m solid or not.” “ I would l” cried the mate, who had approach— ed the boy from behind, and who now grasp— “I’ve got you, you young burglar, and if I dont make you sweat, shoot ed his shoulder. me! p " . “ Give me a hand here, Fagan, he continued, in a voice intended for the cars of the sailors. “ I can rht the little devil trying to go through I’ll truss him up and give him a baker’s dozen with a cowhide to teach him bet- ~ our 100. are. tor habits.” Nothing loth, Fagan came forward to his as- sistance. But they did not know the capabili- tics of a full—fledged wharf rat. With a quick stoop and a slauirm of the body which seemed as if it cou only have come f lon . I . olfoliis cg). , leavin the latter dilapidated gar- ment in the mate’s and. . . Wild with anger, Hendricks sprimg forward to seize him a ain. _ _ unexpected o tacle in the form of Dirty Dick, who stepped with apparent awkwardness in the 'a . “ Iziy and man went down in a heap together. on, you wharf rat!” came in a . _ o Phil‘s arm with his rght hand, but still holding his shoulder with h left he struck a fierce blow at the boy’s t would have been bad for Phil had that blow reached him, for the mate was a man of t muscular power, and put all his strength out of his favored the fugitive, and he made many a quick double and back over his shoulder, he dashed this im )romptu weapon be- Tlie mate stumbled and itched heavily forward over the obstruc- scored the boy’s skull as if he push at the door he had just fastened, followed by loud knocks and fierce “ What was that While the infuriated mate was striving to re- n his feet Dick nimny crept out, and ran orward to safer quarters. But there was no second foe in Hendricks’s mind. He looked round for Phil, and saw, to his surprise, that the boy was halfway u Eliedshrouds, climbing like a cat to the mas r ea ‘ “Come down!” was the fierce command. ‘ Come down! or I’ll bring you downa dead Wiggins!” And he significantly grasped his P Phil’s re ly was a taunting laugh. He had caught sig t of the a:gproachmg tug, and ran out nimny on the ' arm for a clearer view. There was considerable excitement on the deck of the ship. Ben Bowline had instinctive- ly started forward, on seeing the mate’s signifi- cant gesture. It was but a step, however. The involuntary sense of obedience of a sailor to his ofiicer restrained him. Captain Monroe stood with his eyes fixed on Phil perched on the extremity of the main yard-arm. A visible tremor shook the frame of the nor- vously-organized villain. He could scarcelv yet believe the boy to be living‘fiesh and blood. At the opening in the doc leadin to the mengguartem appeared a fair young , un- noti by any of the deeply-mterested spec- tators. . It was the face 0 Alice Homer her ayes Wide with fright as she realized the s tua- on ' “ Hillo! there!” yelled Phil ili the tn on which he had recognized it fanliifiar facg: “ Pile on steam and run aboard this rotten old tub! Do you hear, Mr. Russell? Your girl’s here among a pack of blood murderers.” “ Come own! or I’ll rin you down!” fii'eamed the furious mate, wit extended pis- “ You dry up,” was Phil’s defiant answer. The mate was far past the bounds of reason. Heedlem of a warning or from the wharf, now very near. or of a t ' ' g scream from the doc behind him, he took steady aim and fired at the reckless boy. The lockers-on thought they saw a quick shudder pass throng: Phil’s frame. With a leap that seemed convu ive he sprung straight out from his perch, and cleft the air swiftly in his downward fall. A cry of horror arose. Even if onl wounded by the ball it looked as if he mus strike the deck in his descent, and be crushed out of all human . But, P ’s luck star stood by him. He came down like a s at, coiled up into a ball-like shape, and just grazing the bulwarks in his fall. As edid so his frame shot out strai htasan arrow, his feet striking the water fl . In an iiisajtgnt he was lost to view, beneath the liquid p . The scream heard had come from the 'd lips of Alice Homer, who rung reckl y to- ward the mate, with the d hope of divertin the villain from his aim. She caught his arm, but too late to prevent the shot, and stood gazmg with appalled eyes at the flearful descent of the boy from his aerial perc . “Good heavens! you have killed him!” she screamed, nmning to the dde of the vessel, and looking fearfully over. . “Hal m prett mad lady!” cried the mate, his mind 've to a new object. “So you are out of your cell? will never do.” He sprung forward and seized her by the arm. “ Here, Ca tain Monroe!” he continued. “Hel me wit her. She will be in one of her fran c lie in a minute, and then ten men could no hold her.” The eyes of Alice were turned u ward in won— der and alarm at this bold efi'ort convert her into a maniac. “She is no madder thanI am,” screamed Dirty Dick, rushing recklessly toward them. But a hack-ban ed movement of of Time gan’s arm stretched this puny rescuer sprawlin upon the deck as the brawny innkeeper hurri to the aid of the mato. . “ Keep back men!” cried Captain Monroe to the sailors, who showed an inclination to in- terfere. “ The girl is mad, I tell you. We were bringing her to an asylum. She has broken from her room.” ' “ Is the boy mad, too?” stornly responded Ben Bowline, who had hastened to the side of the ves— sel to look for the form of Phil. But the water yet hid the fallen youth from view. “Some of you men get acarriage at once,” cried a commanding voice from the w which the vessel was now nearly “ will pa well for your trouble. am a physi- cian. 'Fhisinsane womanisinmy char .” He sprung on the deck as he spoke. It was the handsome face and elegantly-dressed fl - are of Andrew Cunningham, his smooth ch marked b more than one scratch from the broom of rs. Hardy. Alice looked a pealingl to the sailors. But they shrunk bac , eviden ly believing her in- deed mad, and not caring to interfere. “ Will no one help me?’ she asked, in a tremu- lous voice. Cunningham stepped briskly forward. “Come, come, my dear miss,” he saidina soothing tone ‘ you are among friends. Now do be calm. e are going to take you to a very pleasant home.” S e looked up with a faint cry of terror on see' the face of her ruthless foe so near her, and Erunk tremblinin back from the polluting touch of his hand, or face growing deathly white. Quickly as the incidents had assed, two or three minutes had ela ed. An yet, the vigi- lant eyes of Ben Bow ' e had seen no trace of Phil. The face of the old man flew dark with anger as he realized that the ywas either drowned, or slain by the bullet of the mur- derer. He straightened up his tall form, his eyes fix- ed meaningly on the mate. At the same mo- ment the ursuing tug came alongside. Har- vs Russo standin erect, white, and stem as a fits, upon her dec . CHAPTER XXIII. HARVEY RUSSELL TAKES A HAND. HARVEY RUSSELL had not been inactive on the morning of the day so full of stirring inci- dents. His first visit had been to the police authori- ties, whom he had notified of the abduction, and of his discoveries concerning it. - There were three oiiicers accompanying him when he left and proceeded toward t e wharf ractice, Phil slipped like an eel out But he encountered another where la the Strongbow. First, owever, he went to 310 Globe street, , the directions of Phil’s residence as he had re- . ceived them from that individual. He wished i to see just where his youthful aid was, and to I form his own plans accordingly. ' On ascending the stairs he met a bright-eyed little girl, whom he stopped to question in re- rd to the locality of the rooms which Phil ard honored with his residence. “ y, just ahead, sir. That door at the end of the passage. That is Mrs. Hardy you see in- side the room.” “ But it is the b0 , her son, I want to find.” “Her son!” cri Susy, breaking into a mer- ry laugh. “Why, Phil is her ndson. .She is dreadful old, on know, an he is a little fellow; not much igger than me.” “ I shall find him in there then?” asked Mr. Russell, advancing. ‘ “ Oh dear no, sir! He went out more than an hour 0. Excuse me, but are you not Mr. Russell ” “ Why, how could you know that?” “Oh! Phil told me all about you. How you were in love with Alitcgjlafnd all. You see, '1 dont kee anyt ' 8. rom me. PIE It seems Ihot,” re Mr. Russell with a laugh and slightly b . “And he dont keep anything from me sit or, for he told me about a little sweetheart of his, who Was ever so much in love with him.” . “Now he had better have held his tongue,” said Susy, coloring. “Did he tell you her namol” “Yes, he said it was Susy—Susy Lane, I “ He told you a. story then, for I dont love him one bit ” exclaimed e piqued little beaut . “ Not muc , I mean,” she corrected horse . f‘ And I dont like him to be going around tell- ing everybody he meets such nonsense.” ‘ But maybe 1you do not consider it properly,” s ted Mr. ussell, with an amused glance at irate auditor. , “ Why, how do you mean, sir?” _ “ Dont you see that it only shows that Phil is alwa s thinkin of you? And he loves on so that e thinks i must be you lovin him. ’ “ ,Why so I do, a little!” she im sivel ex- claimed. “ Phil is ever so nice.-——O Mrs. ar- dy here is a gentleman looking for Phil.” The old lady had just left her room, and stood in the passage near them. ~ “ I am sorry, sir, but my boy is out,” she said courteously. “ So I have just heard from this young lady.” “ This is Mr. Russell,” said Alice, introducing. “ The gentleman Phil spoke of, you know. The one he said was sweet on Miss Alice.” _ Mn. Russell was on the point of answering; a little unmently, as it seemed. Then he paused and laug . “ You shouldn’t speak that wa before the gentleman, Susy ” expostnlated Hardy. ‘But I am sure iss Alice was worth lov' , for she was the sweetest, loveliest, prettilg, charmingest creature that my old eyes ever looked on, and I have seen beauties in my time. I know I was in love with her myself, and I dont blame anybody else.” Mr. Russell listened with all a lover’s lea» sure to this warm He would not ve cared had the old ady gone on for an hour in the same vein. “ She is an old friend of mine,” he explained. “ And perhaps I do like her a little. But I am afraid our friend Phil had drawn a good deal on his imagination.” .‘ ‘ I dont believe he has,” said 8118 , looki squarely in the eyes. “ And I out thin :22: ought to be ashamed if you were a dozen es in love with such a lady.” Suysy’s tone was a little indignant. ' “ et somebody I know was angry with Phil just now, for talkin about her.” ‘_‘ Oh! that was ' erent,” responded Sus , quickly. “ He keeps talking that way, and. e knows I dont like it.” “ Why you shouldn’t beashamed to be in love with such a fine fellow as Phil.” , “ I aint ashamed, either,” she replied, turning on her heel irately, and walkin away. It was with a merry laugh hat Mr. Russell excused himself to Mrs. Hardy, and went down to find his companions. They were waiting somewhat impatient] , anlgirlti'astened Mr. Russell in their walk to t e w . “You would be much too dilatory for a po- liceman,” said the chief of the officers. “ Every minute counts in our business.” “ I doubt if I was intended by nature for that line of trade,” replied Mr. Russell, pleasantly. “ Ah! here we are now.” “ And there goes our prize,” responded the officer, inting to the ship which was-half—way across t e riVer. “ We are just the ten minutes late which you wasted in that tenement—house.” “Are you Mr. Russell?” asked a boy on the W . “ This gentleman is,” replied the officer. “What do you wish, my lad?” Mr. Russell inquired. ‘ I was just told to tell you that the Stron - {)ow’yvas bound to Longmyer’s wharf, in Broo - yn. “And where is that?” “ Oh! that wont need a directory,” said the oificer. “ We must cross at once.” ' “ By what ferry?” ‘ ‘ By one of our own. As matters stand aboard that vessel, ten minutes may be all-important. There is a , under the control of txheeagolice, at the next w but one. If it is y for service we will pursue the fugitives.” The boat was found prepared, and in a very few minutes they were upon the river, heading, under full steam, for the ship. But by this time the Strongbow had achieved two-thirds of her journei, and was rounding-to to enter her dock ere t 6 rapid tug had ‘got within easy hailing distance. . And it was now evident th‘ the officer’s views as to the value of time in lice business were well founded. For before heir eyes was enacted the tra cal occurrence of the murder- ous shot at P Hardy, and his headlong fall into the stream. But, Harvey Russell had eyes onl for an- other incident. He had caught a 1g pse of the brown locks and delicate ace 0 Alice Ho— mer, just rising above the level I of the bul- warks. He was a horror-stricken spectator of her im- pulsive movement, and his heart throbbed strongly with indignation when the golluting hands of the murderous gang were lai on her for whose little finger he would have bartered hfe. Yet no word came from his white, set lips; no trace of emotion save a. fierce impatience marked his impressive face. “Haste! Haste!” he half-whispered, turning his head back. “ Put on all steam! Every sec- ond now is precious!” . ' The tug seemed to lea forward in response to his Wishes. He on her bow, his eyes glaring, his foot advanced, in readiness to leap. And now the stern of the ship swung slowly round, just as the tug came up. Not six feet rated them. One fierce spring and the lit 6 figure of the avenging lover had caught the bulwarks of the Strongbow, and swung him- self on deck. _ _ Yet the main actors in the scene of vfllamy being perpetrated there were so mtentiupon their work as to be quite unaware of his ap- roach. p “She must go with me,” said. Cunningham, looking at Alice with assumed kindness. “ No one need fear but that the unfortunate lady will be kindly treated.” He sou ht to take her arm but she shrunk trembling y back, her eyes wildly wandering in search of aid. They lit up with a sudden joy as thqy caught sight of an approaching form. of a we -remem— bored face. ‘ , . “ Release her, villain!” cried a v01ce that was hoarse with intense emotion. “Dare not, for your life, put that false hand on one so mno— cent and um as she!” “ Ha! 1What ranting fellow is this?” asked Cunningham, satirically, turning and confront- ing the excited y01mg man. ‘ I am Harvey Russell. I am he that has for cars traced your villainous schemes. I now rand you to your face as a robber and mur- derer!” . A fierce light shot from Cunmngham’s eyes, such as might come from the eyes of a tiger at the moment of springing. In an instant he had a istol in his hand aimed int-blank at his foe. ‘ This for on, Harvey ussell,” he said,w1th concentra . But Russell was in no mood to stand and be shot at. The acts of the next few moments were so rapid that the lockers-on could scarcely follow them. Springgng forward With a. me leap, in an instant 6 had grappled Wit his enemy. There was the trip of a wrestler, a strong up- ward heave, a ste forward, and Andrew Cun- ' ham was hur ed over the side of the ship as eas' y as if he had been a child. . He struck the water with aloud splash, smk- in like a stone from si ht. . Put the pistol-shot w ich he had Intended for Harvey Russell was not without its victim. He had thrown n his arm at the moment of fall- ing, and pull the trigger, with a wild attempt at aim. A loud cry of pain followed, and the fall of a heavy body to the deck. . He had shot his own confederate, Hendricks, the mate. “ Stone dead,” said one of the officers, who was now aboard. “ He has got it through the brain.” The other. two villains started involuntarily bac releasing Alice, who rushed excitedly to her lover. “th Harvey!” she cried, clinging wildly to him. ‘ Save me! Save me from these men.” “Do not fear, ' ,” was his warm reply. “ There is no man of them all dare lay hands on you now. . You are safe.” “tlliVithedbe drowned?” she asked, farletderingly, as e ea 0 Cimnin ham a again above the water. 3 ppm “ Drowned? No. His sins will float him.” The drenched villain was caught by hands from on board the tug, and hauled vigorously out of the water. He was a pitiable object, withall the elegance washed out of him by the streamin liquid. “ Hold there!” cried one of the 0 core, as he stepped vigorously forward. “ You are my prisoner.” “ Your risoner?” replied the enraged villain. “ On wha charge?” “On charges enough. Abduction, false im- prisonment, and a double attempt at murder. f that is not enough, there is the murder of the man whom you have just shot.” ‘.‘ efy Russell? asked Cunningham, a quick ligh of j gyrin his eyes. “No. It is . Hendricks, the mate of the Strongbow, who has fallen a victim to your murderous designs.” CHAPTER XXIV. ‘ HOME AGAIN. THE tables were completely turned on the woulde murderers. One of them lay dead, cut off without a moment’s warning by what seemed the directing hand of Providence. The three others were in the hands of the offi- cers, the ca tain and his brawny confederate overwhelm at this sudden and unlocked-for en ' of their plots. or their employer, Cunningham, he was a miserable-looking object, dripping with wa- ter, and with all he starch washed, not only out of his clothes, but out of his whole nature. He seemed thoroughly cowed by the retribution which had overtaken him. Mr. Russell and Alice stood somewhat apart from the others, her hand in his, eager words passin between them. Sud only she started. She had heard Dick pronounce plaintive] the name of “Phil.” “Oh! how ne 1 ful of us all!” she cried. “Can it be 16 that he is drowned? Oh, ggntlemen, 0 try and save him! It may not too late! He may be swimming!” “ I rather guess not,” said Fagan, with a look of brutal triumph. ‘ He’s got a bullet through his ribs. He’s paid for his un, anyhow.” “ I am afraid the villain is ri ht, ’ Mr. Russell gravely remarked. “I saw t e shot and am sure he was struck.” . “But he m_ not have been killed,” exclaim~ ed Dick, ea eryl. “Mightas well tryto killa cat as kill ' ardy. Aint water enough here to drownd him.” “I hope so, fervently,”spoke the feeling heart of Alice, as she looked with frightened eyes over the vessel’s side. “Where are you, Phil? Come, lad, turn up. Dont let them say that they made you step out i” cried Dick, in a tone of earnest appeal. “Ahoy!” shouted old Bowline, exmted 82y Dick’s call. “ That’s the talk! Ahoy, l ! Tumble up for rations! Dont let Davy Jones ro ou in.” ‘ on can hail till ou’re blue,” was Fagan’s brutal rejoinder. “ at wharf rat has gnawed his last hole.” , “Bet a fip you’re a-lying ” came a familiar voice from the direction of the vemel’s bow. “Ma beyousposeit’sin ontola out Phil Hard3ylikel’dlayoutacra ;butI onts it is. If Tim Fagan dont kick the bucket rom an overdose of re , store I peg out from lead :{I galt water, w y jist call me a liar, that’s Ere this speech was half through Dick had ven vent to a regular Indian yell, and was likean arrow for the bowsprit of the vessel. All eyes were turned in the same direction, and. there, on the very extremity of the spar, was perched the diminutive form of Phil Hardy, with water but as bold and saucy- looking as ever boy’s ace was capable of. “It’s me—Phil!’ he shouted. Good to take the starch out of a dozen sich outrageous gangs as this—You kin take hold of me, Dick. I’m all hora—And you’re a rog’lar first-class hossl” Old Bowline caught the two b0 5 in his arms as they came in from the bowspri giving them a bug which seemed as if it would have crushed the ribs of an elephant. ‘ . “Hope I aint hurting you,” he apolo tically remarked. “ gbe you’ve got a b et—hole through you, an it mayn’t be healthy to be ueezed. ’ . “ Dont b’lieve it would be healthy to be hug- ged by you, if a feller had White-oak muscles, and nary a knothole in them,” answered _Ph11, rubbing his sides dubiously. “ Wouldn’t like to be the gal you was in love with.” “But are you hurt, Phil?” asked Mr. Russell, essin anxiously forward. “I was sure his Ballet 5 ruck you. ’ , “It lowed a little 0 nin’ in my left arm ” said Phil, careless] . “ othin’ to hurt, though. Onl a musketo bi .” Alice gavé’a cry of alarm at this information, and hastily pulled up the lad’s loose sleeve. The sleeve was full of blood, from a wound which seemed to run from the wrist to the el- W. “ Poor fellmv, he is badly hurt!” she patheti- cally remarked. Taking her handkerchief she wrapped it dex- terously round the boy’s arm. “Fly for a doctor, Mr. Russell!” she cried. “He is badly wounded! See how he has bled!” “ I Wont have no doctor but on,” said Phil, sturdily. “So ’taint no use therin’ them. This hankercher will be all the medicine I’ll want.” “ It is only a scratch,” remarked old Bowline, in a reassurm tone. “That’s a . It’s only cut the skin, and plowed an inch or two under,” Phil coolly de- clared. “Guess that aint worth goin’ on about.” _ The tugboat had proceeded With her 0 rs- tions through all this startling episode, an had hauled the Strongbow u to her new wharf, against which she uietly y. . The parties on t e wharf, full of excitement at the scene they had witnessed, swarmed on board, asking a thousand questions, and man- aging remarkably well at gettingineverybody’s wa . . ‘ylf there ever was a parcel of folks without the common sense that human critters ought to be born with, it’s a set of land-lubbers,” g‘rbwled old Bowline. “Ahoy there! Clear ship! and give the lads a chance to r0 her in.” “ Guess old salt water w' have his hands full to git rid of that crowd,” said Dick. “But stir u , Phil. You haven’t told us yit how you got ck)! from drowndin .” 1 only a pin scratch. That’s arter I 1: you up into the second story of the ship. e chased me and fired pistols at me, jist as if I was a rat. —I flung hnn though, neat enough.” “But, you have not told us yet how you es caped from your f ,” remarked one of the on nous bystanders. “Oh. that was easy enough,” Phil carelessly rejomed. “I weren’t goin’ to pop up to be pop- Egd off. He .mouglllit take better aim next time. I Just took a 'ttle dive and a 'm under water, and come up tother side the :hvilp. Then I hauled m If along, hand over hand, till I come to the w, where that was a handy rope hangin’. I went n that rope jist like a cat shins up a tree, an ’stablished myself on the bowsprit.—And here’s me now, sound in wind and pocket.” Phil walked loftily away through the throng, as if contemning them too much to be made the tar et of any more of their quedions. e officers meanwhile had been busy in re- movmg their prisoners to the police tug. The dead of Hendricks was taken on board, along Wit the living villains. One of the ofii— cers was left in tempo charge of the ship, and particularly of the e ects of the captain and mate. Mr. Russell had declined going with them in their boat. He did not quite like the notoriety of such a c. He and Alice, accompanied by the two boys, sought the nearest ferry. ‘On the way, however, Alice insisted on stop- ping at a ph sician’s, and having Phil’s wounds examined. hey were pronounced inno reSpect dangerous, though he would have a painful arm for a few wwks. “ Guess I kin stand it ” announced Phil, as he submitted to the bands ' g. “ I’m goin’ to kee this hankercher 11%: Alice. I aint got not in’ of yourn, you know. And I want some- thin’ to ’member you by.” “'What? an old blood-stained handkerchief? N o indeed! I shall give you something of more value.” “ Dont believe you will,” replied Phil sturdi- ly. “This belonged to you, and it’s got a his- tory. Them’s two things. at want no bou ht goods.” 'ce yielded to the sentiment of the lad and said no more. After some little consideration it was decided that she should stay tem rarily with Mrs. Hardy, while Mr. Russell unted up her aunt, and ap rised her of these occurrences. The 0 d lady was proud and glad enough when she saw her former visitor return, and S danced around her with the lightness and joy of a fair . a “ To t ' of our being so kind as to come here!” Mrs. H y exclaimed, with tears in her eyes. “Why, of course I am too glad to have her,” she continued to Mr. Russell. ‘ And thank you kindl for bringing her.” - “ And 0 tell us the whole story,” cried Sulsly, dancing still in her excitement. “We 0 y know a little bit of it.” “ The rest aint worth telling,” muttered Phil, sourly. . “ Dont you swallow that, Susy,” responded Elilcl’r. “ hil’s just the boss boy out, that’s Al‘fI will tell you what I know of it,” said me. She proceeded to do so, Phil nervously cross- ing and uncrossing his legs and twistin his arms, and looking as sour in the face as if he had been 'ven a disagreeable dose of medicine. He coul not help striking in, however, with an occasional emendation of her account, and a piecing-out of, the parts of which she was not figfilfimfi, though sternly deprecating that he done anything more than any boy might do “ if he’d been fixed just like him.” “And been built like you,” said Dick. Yet Phil could not help himself from being licu~ ized. ' grandmother was enthusiastic in her delight, while Sus seemed wild with joy in her boy, as she called im. ‘ And you, too, Dick,” she cried. “I declare if his face isn’t as clean as a new penny. I’ll have to kiss you too, if only to thank you for having such a well washed face. And—where’s Mr. Russell and Miss Alice?” “ Oh! they are just having a private talk in the next room,” said Mrs. Hardy, with a mean- ing look. “Going over some matters of busi‘ ness, I suppose.” (To be continued—omnan in No. 405.) r We have an im- mense stock of I t h e s e beautiful love missives, in new, chaste and ele ant designs. 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