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TEE GOLD SEEKERS OF
THE BAHAMAS.

A Story of Sen Brigand- andSen Heroes.

BY COL. PRENTISS INGRAHAM,

AUTHOR or “MERLE, rm: MUTINEER,” “ mom's—
zunm, rm; MERCILESS,” ETC., no.

CHAPTER I.
A SEA HERO.

AN American brig-of—wnr had been caught in
the path of a. West Indian hurricane, and in a
cruisingr ground dangerous in the extreme, for it
was among the Bahama blends.

Her commander was an able seumnn, and
his officers and crew were of the best, but in a
twinkling the brig had been dismasbml, her boats
torn away, bulwarks stove, while her decks had
been swept by waves that dragged off to a
watery grave a dozen gallant tars.

Theanchors were let fall, and it was hoped »  g AW." , i ., ‘  , v 1-. "
that; the Wreck would ride out the terrible ’ ' ~ '  " ' ‘   ' - "
tempest, when the carpenter reported a leak FROM ALOFT CAME mm CLEAR, Bonsn vomn, DISTINCTLY HEARD ABOVE m
which threateled death to all. ROAR: “ STARBOARD! sunnoum YOUR nun, man!”

 

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In vain did the crew struggle at the pumps,
for all soon knew that the wreck must go down
within a couple of hours at furthest.

“ Wreck ahoy 1”

Out of the darkness astern came the hail, and
a vivid flash of lightning revealed a small
schooner under barely enough sail to steady her
coming up directly in the teeth of the storm and
not a cable’s length away.

“ I will anchor close under your stern, so come
aboard in your boats, as I see your vessel is set-
tling,” cried a manly voice from on board the
schooner.

A cheer greeted the words, and then came the
fateful response-

“ Ay, ay, my brave fellow, but we have not a
single boat left.”

“ All right, sir! I will come aboard for you,”
and then followed the order in the same 00‘“.
mending tones to let fall both anchors and lower
away the life-boat.

, ' These commands were promptly obeyed by
th on the schooner and soon the lightning re-
vea ed a large white ’boat, urged by eight oars-

_ men and steered b one who stood erect, come
around the stern o the sinking vessel and head
up under the lee of'the wreck.

The boat tessed wildly about, but still crept
on and was breathlessly watched by the crew of
the brig until a rope was thrown and it was
drawn up under the stern of the now water-

. loggIed craft.

‘ can carry back twenty men, sir. How

many have you in crew?” asked the rescuer

cooliy.
“ inety men all told, air but my owu crew
will man your boat once the first party have
reached your vessel.
“No, sir;we understand our boat and five
trips will take all oil.
‘ All ready, sir!”
The twenty men told of! slid down the ropes
: asordered and the life-boat returned upon its
', perilous voyage.
But the schooner was reached in safety, and
back again went the daring rescuers to the

r wreck. .
“  ' " If you onl had another boat, sir,” said the
“  'I _, commander o the brig, who was fretted at not
'1 ‘* being able to aid also.

' In “No other heat than this, sir, would live in
this sea,” was the response, and a second time

I. the life-boat returned to the schooner with
1-, c ,_  ‘ twenty more of the brig’s crew
,1 ' J ’ A third, fourth, fifth and sixth voyage was
2} ‘ ' made, for the rescuer insisted upon saving what
‘7' , I , could be saved from the brig; and, after four
' ’  long heurs of hardship and struggle with death,

the gallant life-savers were again upon their own

vessel now crowded with the men they had
3, . snatched from, a grave in the sea. " ,
". .I , And not too soon, for the wreck went down
.73 ’4 when the life—boat was but a few lengths away
  on her last trip back to the schooner.
 ‘ As thou h reveling in its destruction, and

_'; ?‘ furious at aving lost its prey, the tern now
 1“” began to rage with greater fury than be ore, and
'3, ~ v~ - the gallant rescuer sprung to the wheel of his
'~,. vessel, ordered the anchors up with haste and
his men to their posts,

“‘Our caseis still des rate, sir. in spite of
your t courage, for era are islands, rocks
and s oals all about us ” cried the commander
of the brig who with his officers were gathered
aster!) on the schooner.

1} v “I know these waters well, sir and shall run
  g harbor,” same the reply i

' ‘ "fl! ycnioan do so in this hurricane and black-
‘. , an inmate more than mortal man,” said the
I v , captain energetimlly.
 g ‘ am but an humble man, sir, but I can
  .70 this vessel, and will,” was the use as
p . the young man gra the wheel firm y, while
 schooner bo‘und awn before the tempest
;" , young: fore-stayij and m null rsefed down.
‘ ' '. , rescued crow clung tcthe bulwarks star-
' _ W and port, from quarter—deck to forecastle,
mwhle the omce as said, were grouped aft
about the daring helmsman, Mhoee men, a
. gem-chi number, were at their
 a-huge frightened ‘t in of life the
 rushed forward in the arkneas, reel-
fig, staggering plunging through the tempest.
V opt waters, while aster came howling the
v " twinds and waves with in one roar andterriflc
« orce. . .
, r .,;'l‘lie clends were black and low,.the lightning
‘  ,nowand then blinding in its vividnemand the
i ‘ « “lander peels seemed to shake the Very sea.

. , ~' v ereand there an ugly leaking island would
Elysee. by, the li htnin ’Iglare, or a longline
 got breakers, but he on unted steersman held
' -‘ 'onliis course unwaveringly, with only an order

,‘l'low: and then to his ' faithful and confident
 ginger,

*  ‘ ',_.At length came a vivid gleam, and nearly a
j 1 bodied voices cried in terrorz” .
i. “4* here ah i”
V, I: “An landof rock!” .
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' ‘-&irly bound under the shelter of an overhang-
' I =in wall of rugged cliif.
5,.  reeling; staggering motion ended, and the
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n a confident ‘

obedient craft glided smoothly along until the
order came:

“ Let go the anchors l”

Down they went, and as the schooner’s head-
way ceased the rescuer said uietly:

“ The danger is over, sir, or we are in a per-
fectly snug harbor here.”

“ My brave man, who and what are you?”
cried the naval officer as be grasped the hand of
the oung skipper.

“ y name is Claude Cassiday, sir, and I am
skipper of this schooner, the Storm Queen, a
West Indian trader out of Ecston,” was the
modest response of the young sailor.

CHAPTER I I.
WON BY PLUCK.

" COME, Helen, there is your father’s vessel,
the Storm Queen, I am sure.”

“ Yes, mamma: there goes the flag.”

The first speaker was a handsome young wo.
man of twenty-seven, and she addressed her lit-
tle daughter of six years of age.

The two stood upon the rch of a small cot-
tage overlooking Boston arbor, and their 9 es
were upon a graceful schooner coming swi tly
up toward the citi.

As the child spo e a blue flag with a gold an-
chor went up to the fore, while the Stars and
Stripes were visible at the peak.

Upon the deck of the schooner, besides the
crew, was one who is to appear in the pages of
this story.

He was a man of thirty, with a handsome
face, bold air and a complexion browned by
long explosure to the elements.

But upon his face new rested a look of sad-
ness, and as he held the wheel with a firm grasp,
tears stole beneath his eyelids and trickled down
his bronzed cheeks, though he uttered no word
of sorrow.

The man’s gaze often turned upon the little
cottage ashore, but his vessel was held straight
on to an anchorage before the town.

“ Now I will know what that olIicial docu«
ment means,” said the woman, as she kept her
eyes upon the schooner.

_ “ I don’t see brother Claude, mother,” cried
little Helen, who was watching the decks
closeilly. ‘
“ or do 1, Helen. '

“ I do ho e nothing has one wrong with my
brave boy, and the mother 5 face paled and her
heart beat anxious] .

The schooner speed on to an anchorage, round-
ed to, let fall her mud-hooks, furled her sails
and soon after a boat left her side for the town.

After a long while it returned to the schooner
and then came directly toward the shore where-
on stood the cottage.

As it touched the beach the tall form of the
schooner‘s young captain leaped ashore and
the next moment, his strong arms were about
his wife, who gave a low sob as she cried:

“ Oh, Claude, where is our boy?”

The strong man choked up and for a moment
could not speak.

But at last he said: ‘ ‘

“ God only knows, wife, whether he is at the
bottom of the sea, or a captive of the Buccaneers
of the Bahamas.”

“ My God! my child is dead or worse!”
groaned the poor mother, while the sailor led
her to the cottage moaning bitterl , in unison
with the loud weeping of little , elen for her
10st brother. .

“ I will tell you all, Helen, my dear wife:

“We, were hecalmed 03 the Bahamas, and
having been doing double duty on account of
my first mate’s illness, I was asleep in the cabin.

‘ Claude went for a row in the skill all alone,
and was last seen among a gron of islands.
“ Kim came on stormy and ark as Erebus,
so we to await until the next day to search
for him. Then we feund his boat, ashore, but
with his tracks ware many others, and the mark
of a large boat’s prow in the sand.

“ This led us to believe he had been kidnapped
by the lawless rovers who infest the islands,
and whose prisoner, you know, I once was for
several years. ' i

l“ I cruised around to every old retreat, I
knew, but could find no trace of our noble boy,
so was compelled to go on my voyage, in\the in-
terest of the owners of the schooner.

 

knowledge of the locality we would have been
lost,allofus. . ,x'

“ I had obserVed a bri -of-war before sunset,
so determined to run to or aid, and arrived to
find her a wreck; but I rescued ev ry man .on
'board, and ran for the buccaneer sland which
was their retreat when I was a prisoner.

“ The next day I sailed for Bap , Augustine
and landed the crew of the wreck brig. after
which I went on my voyage, bu with 'a sad
bear’t, indeed at lie uncertain fate of our poor

boy- .

“ Alas! poor Claude! and to-day he would be
just ten years old. And it was I who urged
you to ta e him, Claude, on your voyage.”

“ Do not uphmid yourself, wife, but remem-
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to search for Claude,’the whole crew of the briz‘
of-war [would have been. lost.”
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Mal. aw},  , 5, ,y  ,o‘ .p.- iw s

“That nights terrible hurricane caught us,
right in among the“ islands, and but for my ’

“ I am glad to feel that this palliates our deep

10, my husband; but, let .me give you a letter
that came for you, bearing the Government
stamp.” ,
“ ndeedl Can Lieutenant Hartwell have
kept his promise, I wonder, for he said I should
get acommission for my services,” and an ex
pression of pleasure crossed the and face of the
sailor.

Mrs. Cassiday sent little Helen to bring the
official letter, and, breaking the seal Claude Cas-
siday read aloud:

“ Sm:—

“ Lieutenant Harold Hartwell. 0f the U. S. Brig
of-war Saturn. lately lost among the Bahamas. has
mported the daring and noble serVices rendered
himself. his Office-rs- and crew. whose lives you saved
at the risk of your Own. and as _such an act of hero
ism demands reward, the Presulent has appointed
you a Junior Lieutenant in the Navy of the United
States, your commission to date from the night of
your gallant rescue of ninety men from death.

“ Lieutenant Hartwell reports that you are fully
competent to assume the duties of a naval officer.
and re uests that you be assigned to the veSsel to
which e hasbeen ordered. so you will report for
duty on October let. on board the Sloop-of-war Em
era d now flting out in Boston Harbor.‘

" My love, my noble Claude! How glad am I
to be the first to congratulate you upon the re-
ward your braVery has won for you,” cried
Mrs. Cassiday earnestly, while a moment after
she said sadly: “ but, this is September the Fif-
tmnth, and you havo but two Weeks to remain at
home.”

“I only hope that the Emerald is to sail for
West Indian waters, Helen, for then I might be
able to find our boy.”

“ Yes, Claude, i he is still alive, and was not
lost in the storm,” was the response of e be-
reaved young mother.

 

CHAPTER III.
THE LOST CUTTER.

“ LIEUTENANT CASSIDAY, I have sent for you,
sir, as you are fully ai‘quulnted with these wa-
ters, and I a i desirous of having a thorough
search made 0 these islands, in the hope of tind-
iugthe rendezvous of some of the Bahama Sea
Bri nds who have their haunts here.”

‘9 shall be most happy to go, Captain San-
ford, eSpeciall as on the last tradin voyage I
made to the est Indies. I lost my litfie son here
among these infested islands, but whether he was
drowned or captured by the pirates, I do not
know, sir.”

“ Indeed, Cassiday, you hays my sympathy in
your sorrow, and I only hope we can capture a
nest of these outlaws and find your son a captive
among them.”

“I sincerely trust 80. Captain Sanford; but
how long she] I remain away?”

“ 1 limit you to two weeks, and have ordered
the whale-boat fitted out with three Weeks’ pro-
visions, and you are to carry a dozen men and a
midshipman. v

“ Yes, sir.” '

“ This is not the season of storms, and I trust
you will not be caught in any ugl weather.

“ I shall cruise in this neighbor 00d, awaiting
your return, and I wish you success, Mr. Cas-
siday, while, permit me to say, sir. though ap-
pointed from the merchant service, I have found
you a most excellent officer in every respect.”

v “ Thank you, Captain Sanford,” replied Claude
Cassiday and wit a parting salute he left the
cabin 0 his commander, and half an hom- am,-
sailed away in the stench whale-boat, upon his
perilous cruise among the Bahama Islands.

The remark of Captain Sanford, than was
not the season of storms in that latitude, was
not carried out by facts. as that night a fearful
hurricane swe do"n “POD the and when
dawn came a] on bond the stanc sloop.of.
war Emerald were most IDXIOUS for the safety
of the whale-boat.

Unless the boat had been able to find shelter
under the ice of some “island. the chances were
one in a hundred that she had survived the tem-
pest all kneW- . .

The Emerald cruised away in the direction

nothing was seen of the missing boat.

A’ week after her leavmg the sloop-of-war, an.
0 hurricane skept the 8988. and the Emerald
bran: rough experience of it for a day and
n a .

But good weather f0110wed, and the vessel-of-
war again began her cruising in search of the
missing whale-boat.

If it had weathered the first hurricane, it was
hardly possible for it to have lived through the
setéond.h h t_ ed

0 t e searc con mu until no
weeks had passed. when the Emerald w::lhyeativzg
for her rendezmus with Claude Cassiday all
hoging against hope that he would be there.’
utbno boat was visible, and the two weeks
went y.

A week more followed, and then th
of the sloop-0f~war be an a thoroughesecafigliua
the islands. in hope 0 finding some trace of
the missing Crew.

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“ Ho, the deck 1”
. “ Ay, ay, sir.”

“ There appears to be a flag fluttering among
the rocks, sir, yonder.”

An officer Went aloft with a glass, and his
report caused the sloop to let 0 her anchor,
and two boats were lowered, an sent to find an
opening in the reef, so that a landing could be
made upon the island.

After along search one boat was seen to pass
through a break and land.

An hour passed away and just at sunset the
boat was seen coming back, the other one,
which had found no opening, joining it.

“ Well Lieutenant Hart well, what did you
discoverfl’ anxiously asked Captain Sanford, as
the former commander of the unfortunate irig-
of-war Saturn came into his cabin as soon as he
returned from the island. ‘

“I regret, sir, to say that I. found the g‘aves
of the crew of the whale-boat, ’

“ Poor fellows! then they were lost?”

“Yes, sir.”

“ But not all of them, if you found graves,
Hartwell."

"No, sir, not all, for one escaped, as I found
but fourteen bodies.”

“ Ha! and whose was missing?”

“ Cassiday’s body was not there, sir, I am
glad to say. ’ t

“ Tell me all that you discovered, Hartwell,”
said Captain Sanford sadly.

“I saw a flag Wavmg among the rocks, so
found a break in the reef and made a landing.

“ The flag wns nailed upon an oar, stuck up
among the rocks, and in the sand were four-
teen graves.”

“ Fourteen?”

“Yes, air, and I remembered that Lieutenant
Cassiday had with him Midshipman Manning, a
coxswain and tWelve men. _

“ As the cutter was not to be found anywhere,
and upon the oar that upheld the flag the names
of those buried there had been cut with a knife,
I saw that Cassidayfs was not amo them.”

“ This is remarkable, and hopefu of his es-
cape.” -

“ Yes, sir.”

“ It is strange that they Were all dead.”

“ Upon the oar, sir, ware cut the Words:

“Graves of cutter’s crew from U. S. Sloop of
War Emerald. Driven ashore and w‘recked at
this point.”

“ Well, Mr. Hartwell, what do you think has
become of Cassida y i” ’

“ I think he has escaped in some mysterious
manner, sir.” ,

“ He must have done so.”

“ He is a phenomenal swimmer, sir, and‘
would live where others would drown, and so
reached the shore; but that is all , we could dis-‘
cover, though I searched the island thoroughly.”

“ I will land myself in the morning and open
the graves, while a large force shall search every
crevice of the island.

“ If we do not find Cassiday in the raves, or
his body upon the island, he has sure y escaped
in some mysterious way," said Captain San-

or .

The next morning a large force want ashore
from the Emerald, the graves in the sand were
opened, and the body of Claude Cassiday was
not found; but the bodies of all the rest of that
cutter’s crew were there, and they revealed the
fact that they had been bruised and battered by
being thrown upon the rocks.

Not a spot of the island was left unseamhed,
and all were convinced that Lieutenant Cassi-
day had escaped death in some mysteriou

wa .

'i’he graveswere deepened, and the names of
the crew were painted upon the roc

Then the men returned to the ship, which;
cruised for some days among the islands and
then set sail for Cuba, all wondering at the
mysterious disappeamnce of Lieutenant Claude

, Cassiday, and hoping that he would 3'“ appear,

for he was popular with officers and men alike.

 

CHAPTER IV.
‘ m ISLAND TREASURE.

THE cutter from the Emerald was caught in
the first storm that broke among the Bahunum,

-several hours after leaving the shi , and only

the splendid seamanship of Claude Cassiday
saved her from being swamped.

He saw the comm storm and under sail and

cam to the Ice 0 a small island, where the
anchor Was let g0. and a sail stretched over
the forward part of the cutter and nailed fast
down, to keep her from filling when the seas
broke over the bows. -. , ‘
With the aid of four men kept constant] at
, bars, the anchor held firm, and the fittlo
craft rode out the terrific storm. though, but for
the lee afford by the lowvlymg island it would
never have n able to do so.

When the hurricane had passed over and the
‘seabflvd “"1 down, the cutter was put upon its
course once more and went bowling swiftly

ong, the. crew feeling that the coolness and
ill of themmander alone had saved them.

lad of the chance to

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find his lost son, as he held strongly to the hope

that the boy was not dead.

Searching among the islands for days, they
were one afternoon caught in the hurricane,
more terrible than the first.

There was nothing to do for it but to send be-
fore it and try and search the shelter of an isl-
and before its worst fury came on.

As they neared the island they saw that it was
surrounded by a reef, and in vain did they seek
an opening through which to reach the shore.

Night was coming on rapidly, the hurricane
was momentarily increasing in violence, and
the cutter was driven helplessly down upon the
breakers.

“ Keep in the boat, men, for we may ride
over!” stern] y ordered Claude Cassiday as they
neured the reef.

But a panic had seized the men, and hoping to
esCupe by swimming, they sprung into the sea.

In vain did their lieutenant appeal to them to
stand by the boat, for they believed they would
be borne over the reef if swimming and thence
on to the shore not a couple of cables’ length

away.

The boat thus lightened b their weight taken
from it, for all but Claude assiday sprung into
the sea,-the midshipman being the last to go,
rode lightly upon'the tops of the waves and
driven by the wind passed in safety over the
reef. - » .

And the men, once they found themselves in
that mad culdron of waters, saw th r mistake
zfandlin vain battled with the waves and wind
or ife.

ters beyond the surf, Claude Cassiday had_seized
a pair of ours and been enabled, after the hard-
c’st exertion, to get it around the island oint,
where he threw the anchor overboar , and
springing into the sea, swam to the shore.

Along he ran to the shore opposite the point
where the men had left the boat, and peered
through the darkness for any one who might
reach the shore, though he had little hope of
seeing any one alive. ’ ,

Now and then a dark object would strike the
shore, and he Would drag it out upon the beach
to find life had already left the bruised body.

So the night passed away, until the rising sun
revealed nearly all of the cutter’s crew lying
here and there upon the shore.

Through the_day the brave ofliccr held his
watch, until toward sunset the last one had
been dashed ashore, and he alone survived of
the cutter’s crew.

Then‘ the tired sailor sought rest and food,

and slept through .the night in the boat still
tanchored of! the shore. ,
\ The next morning he began the painful task
of burying the dead, digging out the sand in
between a lie of rocks with a bayonet and a
tin pan ass for cooking. ,

Suddenly he struck a hard substance, and be-
lvlieving it tobearOck, he was about to dig a
grave further on, when his eye fell upon an
iron band.

He soon uncovered a strong, iron-bound box
some three feet long by eighteen inches in
height and width.

“ I have struck u n a buried treasure! Now
I am a rich man i” e cried joyously, as he un-
covered the box, and with a piece of rock broke
Open the look.

What he beheld nearly paralyzed him with
goy, for within were bugs'of gold and silver in

punish and English coin, and in bullion, while
a small box was filled with jewelry and precious
stones. ,

There were also several short swords with
gem-studded hilts, and other articles of value.

“A irate treasure, as I live! And it is all
mine. or not one of my comrades lives to share
it with ” cried Lieutenant Cassiday, glancing
at the ies of the dead who lay near the spot
he had intended for their graves.

So unnerved was the sailor with his discovery
that kit was a long time before he couldresume
wpr .

Then he took everything out of the iron box
and carried it to the cutter, then hauled close in-
shore. Next followed the iron box; and with
the treasure removed from his sight he finished
digging the graves and cut the names of the dead
upon the oar-blade. '

Nailinga flag to the our be matched it up
among] the rocks, and on the third morning
after is comin ashore'hoisted sail upon the
cutter and at out to sea, passing through a
break in the ml which he could see plainly in
quiet weather. '

All day long he held on his course, and at
dark sought a haven whiCh he sighted in a large
island.

The next morning he landed and began a
search for a lace where he could securely hide
his treasure, or he knew the great risk of car-
rying it on thevcuttcr should he be picked up by
a lawless crew. ‘

The right place was at last found and the box
carried ashore and placed in a secure hiding-
p or. ’

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of the island and its position, with the hiding-
place of the treasure marked thereon.

This done, he once more set sail.

With his crew gone, provisions and water he
had in plenty, ahd the oars being useless with—
out men to man them, he made a deck over the
cutter, using canvas for c0vering, and thus
added to the seaworthiness of the little craft.

Then ready for his cruise in search of the
Emerald, he set sail, confident that he could L
weather a severe blow, should he be caught
away from the islands in a storm. ‘,

But his search for the Emerald was fruitless,
and after a couple of weeks’ cruising as he was
tryingr to make the Florida Coast he was picked
up on: Great Abaco by a merchant brig bound.
to Vera Cruz. .

As the vessel swept in past the frowning fort-1,
ress of San Juan d’Uloa the young sailor gave
an exclamation of delight, for at ancllir OR \
Vera Cruz was his own vessel, the sloop-of-war
Emerald.

The kind captain of the brig at once sent him
aboard in a boat, where he was greeted b rous-
ing cheers from the crew and hearty han shakes
from his brother officers.

I-Iis report was socii made to Captain Sanfcrd
but a strange impulse to keep in his own hea
the secret of the treasure he had found he
obeyed, and nothing was said of it to any one.

 

CHAPTER V. ,
THE samon’s LEGACY. , * 

“ I’VE got my death-wound, iIartwell, and—" f

The one who uttered the words did not finish , ,- '
the sentence, fcr he reeled and fell heavily, while . I f’
the one he addressed sprung over his fallen 'form 5.,
and, calling to a number of seamen who were in '
retreat, cried sternly: ' ‘ .

“ Make astand here, men, and beatthem back, ,,
for dead or alive they must not have Lieutenant - , 3
Cassidayl” . ,

The scene was upon the Mexican Coast, where  :g
a party had landed from the American sloop-of-  {
war Emerald to fill her water-casks. 

To 0 boats’ crews had come ashore, each under \ ' 5
a. lieutenant, and while filling the casks frOm the
cool waters of a. spring among the mesquite trees
a band of Mexican bandits had ridden down
upon them. , __,.

The Americans had rallied quickly and beaten
the outlaws back, but while retreating to their
boats the Mexicans had charged again. with a
larger force, and Lieutenant Claude Cassiday
had, with several seamen, fallen under the hot . 
fire poured upon them at short range. , 1.1:

Finding that his friend was really fatally : 
wounded, Harold Hartwell at once-had him taken  ‘~
to a safe osition, threw out his men around the .- 1";
place to efend it, and dispatched a middy at I - 1:...
gun spieed to the boats to go {off to the Emerald ‘,

or ai . ' > ~ 

“ My dear Cassiday, I hope it is not as bad as I
{on fear,” said harold Hartwell, earnestly, as

   
 
   
  
  
 
  
   
 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
   
 
 

~ e sat down by his wounded comrade and ‘.

grasped his hand. -

The men were in position a hundred feet ayra ,
and at the first alarm of another charge by t
bandits, ready to rush to the defense. ‘

“ Yes, I have received my death-wound, Hart-
well, and I have something to say to you now
while I have the strength." ,

Hartwell made no reply, for he feltthat tho ‘
man who had saved him and his crew that
night of storm, who had had through many ,' ,1
dan era, had at last met his doom at the bullets 

cxican bandits. \ ,.
“ You are a r man, are you not, Hartwellfl,‘
asked the dying lieutenant faintly. , '

“ Yes, I have only my pay, Cassiday; but why
do you Speak of me i" '. -

‘ Because I owe it to you that I die a com- -'
missioned oflicer of our navy, and you havebeen. ' ‘
my best, my dearest friend. '

“ I too have been a poor man, Hartman, ‘
to-day I am a rich one, for I have a secret '
but one other known »

“ You remember my going in the cutter six ‘ 1
months ago, and I alone surviving?” .  »

“ Yes, but too well.” . 

“ Well, when I dug the graves of my crew I .4
found an iron box full of treasure.” \

“. Caesid yl” , 

“I men it Hartwell, it wasahiddeu pirate vj'
treasure, and took it away with me from the ,
island.” ' . - ‘~  _'

“ Poor fellow,” murmured Hartwell, who
felt that the mind of his friend was wandering. ‘

“ No, I am not delirious, Hartwell, as you 4
think, for I read your thoughts. I _ S .

“ I did. just what I say, and landan -
another island I buried my box, and p in, , ,-
it the treasure. . ‘ ~ .-  4,: f.

“ I drew a correct chart. of the ,localltyfi,
the island, and the treasu while there,«a_ ‘
only afew weeksago sent it ome to my'mta. ,'

‘ Afterward, I discovered that I had  '- 
my letter, and intending to rewrite it with other 3-,:
news, I tore it up. 3 '_, ‘

“ So my wife has tho chart and you kilo”:
what it means, while shedoes not. 1 ’ j. ‘ ;

“ To you, therefore, my dear Hartwell, I
the duty of securing the pirate treasure for my
wife and child, and for ygursell. for I‘ 

 

 

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“ No! no! Cassiday, it is all for your wife
and child, not for me." '

“ I say yes, for there is a large fortune in that
box, Hartwell, a fortune for the three of you,
yes, and for my poor boy Claude if he is ever
found, as I believe he will he.

“ You are to share the legacy, Hartwell, you
having half, and my wife and child the other
half, for it devolves upon you to find it, you
know.

“ Go to my wife, when you return home, tell
her of my death, and how I died

Tell her that you held my hand when death
came to me and pledged yourself to fulfill my
dying wish.

“Get from her the chart I sent to her, and
then go in a chartered schooner to find the
treasure, but be careful to know your crew, or
your life will be the forfeit.”

“ I ban well understand that, my dear Cassi-
day; but I sincerely hope that you may live to
enjoy your own fortune.”

“ No, it cannot be,” was the and reply.

“ You seem stronger.”

“ It is the strength only of a dying man.
Hartwell: but there is one thing more I would
say, my dear friend.”

“ Yes, Cassiday i”

“ Do not tell how the riches came to my wife
and to you, for people might regard those I love
with unkindness, did they know their fortune
was a pirate treasure.”

“ I will keep the secret faithfully.”

“ And if you would only try an find my boy,
Hartwell, it would be a joy to the heart of his
mother and little sister and repay them in part
for my loss.

“You will t and find him, Hartwell, for I
cannot believe 6 is dead.”

“ I will do all in my powar to do so,” was the
earnest reply.

“ You must give me your pied e of honor,
Harold Hartwell, as an officer an a man, to

accept my legacy to you and share it with those "

I love, and remember your promise is toadying
'man ” said Cassiday faintly.

“ Yes, I shall keep the pledge my poor friend
—bnt in men are calling,” am with a grasp of
the ban Hartwell sprung to his feet and dashed
to the side of his men, a score in number.

The bandits were coming d0wn in another
rush, in compact mass, determined to ride over
the sailors.

But the muskets rattle, the pistols cracked,
and once more the bandits were beaten ofl’.

Soon after, however, with loud yells, they
came on once more, and it was now seen that
they had been reinforced largely.

But their yells were answered by cheers from
the American seamen coming to the rescue, and
Harold Hartwell, also wounded, and his party,
were savod.

When he sought the spot where he had left
his dying friend, accompanied by the ship’s sur-
geon. he said softly:

“ He has sunk to sleep.” ~

. “ Yes, it is an eternal sleep,” said the sur-
geon, whose fingers rested lightly upon the
pulse of Claude Cassiday.

 

CHAPTER VI.
run rnnrranss.

Ir wasa bitter blow to poo Mrs. Cassiday
and little Helen tolearn from helips of Lien-
tenant Harold Hartwell the sad story of the
death of the loved husband and father in far
away Mexico. '

The lieutenant had returned from his ship
on account of his wound, and after visiting the
Secretary of the Rev , to make the report sent
on by aptain San 0rd of the cruise of the
Emerald, he had one for a few days’ rest to
his own home he ore visiting the widow and
dau bter of his friend Cassiday.

rs. Hartwell was a married belle, a bean-
tiful, worldly woman, with an ambition to
thrive in the world above her fellow-mortals.

She had married Hamid Hartwell for his
good looks, his rank as an officer of the navy,
and because he was the heir of a rich old uncle.

But the rich bachelor uncle married, and

. - dying soon after, left his wife all, and the blow

was a severe one to Mrs. Hartwell.

The pay of her husband she got the lion’s
share of, and she was determined that her little
daagh should grow up with the same am-
bition to make a brilliant match in the world.

Harold Hartwell was completely under the
rule of his beautiful wife, and she read him
likea book, so soon saw that there was some
lm rtaut secret upon his mind.

in vain did he tell her that she was wrong
for she would not believe him, and at last for
from his ii the whole story of the treasure on
the island n the Bahamas.

Then Mrs. Hartwell became pale with lup-

emotion, and began to pace to and fro
. deep meditation.
' ‘ At last she turned to her husband and asked:

“ Have not the Cassidays other means of sup-
port than the pay of Lieutenant Cassiday?”

“ I believe Mrs. Cassiday has an income from
property left her b her father.”

“ Doyou know e amount?"

“ I think it is a thousand dollars a year.”

 

“And they are but the mother and daugh-
tor?”

H Yes.”

“ And they own their house?"

“They do.”

“ Hartwell?”

“ Well, wife?”

“ Do you intend to be a fool?”

“ How do you mean?"

“ How much is this treasure?”

“ I do not know but it is considerable.”

“ For one family, yes, but for two it will not
amount to so much.”

“ Of course not.” '

“ Now Mrs. Cassiday knows nothing about
it?”

“ Nothing.”

“But she has the chart of its hiding-place!”

it Yes.”

“ But has no idea what the chart is?”

“ So poor Cassiday told me.”

“ Hartwell?”

“Well, wife?"

“ I do not intend you shall make a fool of
yourself in this matter."

“I certainly do not ex is to do so.”

“I married you when th of us expected to
get riches to enjoy life on, and you led me to
so believe, and excepting your pay and some
prize—money we have had nothin .

“ Now this woman and her chi d are not poor,
and they would not know what to do With a
fortune, so could not enjoy it.”

“ What are you aiming at, Celia?” asked the
lieutenant, uneasily.

“ Just this, Hamid, to get all of that for-
tune.” .

“ Celia l”

“ It is not robbing your dead friend of a dol-
lar, for he never had it in his possession where
he could usegit.

“ It was not earned by him, or won by him
with his sword, onlya treasure buried by pirates
and found by him.

“ Now his wife has the chart and with it in
yougrmssession you can find the treasure.

“ on can get it all for yourself, ourselves,
iind we can liva in luxury the remainder of our

“’99.

The man’s face turned pale as the woman

tempted him.

Time and again the thought to do this very.

thin had flashed through his mind, but been
quic ly banished as unworthy of him.

Then came the tempting of his wife and he
listened.

He urged against it all in his power, but he
was weak and she was strong, and at last he
said in a hesitatin way:

“ But how can get the chart from her?”

The woman thought a moment and said:

“ The crew of the cutter were buried upon an
island?”

is Yes‘.»

“ He wrote no explanation with the chart ,

senthomei"

“ So he said.”

“Then tell her thata chart was sent of the
island where the cutter’s crew was buried, and
that you will be sent there for the bodies of the
men.

“ She will give it to you, and your fortune is
made.”

“ Yes, by robbing her.” «

“How can you rob her of what she never

“ That is true.” '

“ Now make up your mind to go about this
business’ so as to win perfect success.”

“ But Cassiday hinted that if I did not have
the money to fit out a craft to go after the
treasure, that is wife had a few thousand in
bank which she would advance me.”

“ Therei they'are rich you see after all, for
I bag’e not a few hundred dollars to call my
own. \ >

“But you did get several thousands in my
prize-money Celia. ’ .

“ Yes, and fortunately put it in ewels which
you can sell to raise the money to t out a craft
for this expedition.

“ How much will it takei”

“ A thousand in charter money for three
months, nd twiceas much for provisions and
pay for be men.”

“Fortunately I have five thousand dollars
worth of jewelry, which you can have.

‘ You are on leave from your wound. and
can at it extended now, so you can have four
mont s for this ex ition.

“No one need now where you have gone,
and when on return with the treasure we can
buya ban some home in Boston and live in
grand style.”

“ But people will wonder where I got my
monveyi"

“ hat do you care, and certainly you will
not be sgch a fool as to tell them}:

“ It will be our secret and o with us to the
grave, for we must never let leste know even
when she grows up, she is such a strange child
you know.

“ Yes, she is a strange child, and it would be
just like her, did she now all, to go and give
the fortune to Mrs. Cassiday.”

 

“ Itis just what she would do, and you must
cover up your tracks well as it is.”

“ HOW do you mean?“

“ I mean that you must go to some other citv
to charter a vessel and do so under an assumed
name.

“ Go to Baltimore in fact, and be very careful
as to what men you get for a crew, or you may
be killed and the gold be lost.”

“ You are a wonderful schemer, Celia.”

“ I am scheming for our future hap iness,
and in doing so wrong :no one, Harold, or the

Cassidays are not poor. and they have nothing ‘

to regret not knowing of this fortune.”

“ Ver true.” was the response, and that
night arold Hartwell made up his mind that.
the pirate treasure should be all his own.

Afew days after he visited the home of his
dead friend to whom he had given his ledge of
honor. and Mrs. Cassiday and little He en heard
the Whole sad stor .

When asked about the chart, the weeping
woman Went and got it, saying she had wonder-
ed why her husband had sent it, and thus turn-
ed over the legacy left her and her child to the
traitor lieutenant.

Two weeks after Harold Hartwell sailed upon
his hunt for the pirate treasure.

CHAPTER VII.
THE oownnnrnn.

Tm: sun was just setting behind a pile of inky
clouds which, rising rapidly, betokened a storm,
asa small schooner of sixty tons burden ran
into an inviting harborage of one of the Baha-
ma Islands.

The island was a large one, with rocky shores
hill-land covered with a gmwth of trees and
altogether very desolate looking indeed.

But, with a tempest and night coming on to-
gether the little haven into which the schooner
was slowly feeling her way was very welcome.
Upon the decks of the schooner, which was a.
trim-working craft, were visible but nine per-
sons, one of whom was a- handsome man of
thirty, dressed in a sailor suit and tarpaulin.

Two others near, one of whom had the tiller,
were evidently his first and second mates, and
the others were the crew with the exception of
one, who was a he cook.

It was a small crew with which to venture
into the dangerous locality of the Bahamas, but
then the craft had a look of being able to run
away from a foe without much trouble.

“This would not be a very safe haven, I’m-
thinking, Captain Harold, with the wind from
any other quarter,” said the first mate, glanc~

,jng attentively at the surroundings as under

shortened sail the schooner felt her way toward
an anchorage.

“ Yes, and 1 hope the storm will not switch
around,” said the skipper who had been ad-
dressed as Captain Haro d.

“ And I also hope this island is not the resort
of any of the Bahama buccaneers,” the mate
added somewhat anxiously£3

“ I do not think it can , as we have seen no
si n thus far of life ashore: but I shall be glad
w en we reach the island I am in search of and
can secure the box secreted on it,so we can
head for home.” >

“ As I will also be, captain :, but you say we

'should reach there to-morrow?’

“ Yes, we ought to anchor there tomorrow
night, if my calculations are correct, and l have
no reason to doubt them.” '

“ Well, sir, shall I let fall the anchor, for we
are about as near the shore as is safe. should the
wind switch around and we have to beat out?”

“ Yes, let go the anchors and get topmasts
housed and all ready to meet the "storm, which I
fear will be a very severe one. and Captain
Haroldk turned his 3826 “PO” "10 rapidly dark-
enin 9 15:8. ‘

Thge anchors were let fall, the topmagts housed
and sails closely furled, so that When, half an
hour after, the tempest “m9 holding across
the island it found the schooner prepared to
meet it.

so severe was the hurricane that for awhile
it seemed as though the whooner must break
her cables, or drive stern-foremost out to ,9,
dragging her anchors.

But the overhanging rocks of the island broke

the force of the tempest, and as the schooner did '

not feel the full force of the waves she rode out
the gale, which abated at midnight and be).
crew sought a much needed rest.

The first mate alone was on watch, and a, the
wind died down to a balmy breeze be 19”",
over the bulwark: and sunk to sleep,

How little he .dreamed that it was his last
sleep. for he was slumbering peacefully, unwind-
ful of danger near.

The clouds drifted away, the stars came out in,
silvery beauty and the roar of the sea breaking
upon the other end of_ the island half a mile
away alone broke the stillness of the night.

Suddenly out of the shadow of the rocks came
a boat.

It was long and low in the water and came
noiselesst toward the schooner, urged by
muffled oars.

It was full of men, and must hold a score at
least.

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Silently it came on and very slowly, like a
tiger creeping upon its prey. '

No hail came from on board the schooner, no
eye there saw the coming danger, for the mate
Slept serenely on.

The boat touched the schooner forward, but
made no sound, and over the bulwarks crept
one, two, three human forms until the crew of
the boat had reached the vessel’s deck.

Still no alarm was giVen and noiselesst they
stone aft until the form of the mate was seen.

J rut then he changed his position slightly in a
hull-Waking way, and instantly came the flash
of a pisml, a ringing report, and the mate drop-
ped dead upon the decks. '

A bullet hall pierced his brain and his sleep
had continued into eternity.

Thus the alarm was sounded by the death of
the watchman of the schooner, and instantly
the crew Were aroused to action and resist-
ance.

Out of the cabin and the steerage came men
to fight for their uses, for half-undressed though
they were they came with arms in their hands.

And they were met by the silent boarders
from the island, with shots and yells, and a
fierce struggle was begun upon the schooner’s
deck, the Gold Hunter of Harold Hartwell.

But the boarders were double the number of
the crew of the treasure-hunting craft, and they
had the advantage of a surprise as well, a sur-
prise which had begun with the death of the
mate.

At last a cry for quarter was heard, followed
by the ringing words:

“ No, fight to the death, men, or our cruise is
useless.

“ Beat them into the sea and we will fit
win!”

The speaker was “ Captain Harold,” as be was
known upon the schooner, and he fought like a
madman at bay.

“ Do not kill that man, for he has a secret
that we must know!” cried the leader of the
boarders, and calling to a number of his men he
rushed upon Haiold Hartwell.

One, two men fell, but it was of no avail,
his ma iflcent courage, and he was threwn to
the doc and bound by the boarders who threw
themselves bodily upon him.

“ Senor, you and tour of your men are my
prisoners.

” The others, dead and wounded, Ishall throw
into the sea, but you 1 will spare for your
secret,”said the leader of the midnight board-
ers of the Gold-Hunter.

‘CHAP'I‘ER. VIII.
THE ALTERNATIVE.

THEY were a hard-looking lot of men, the cap-
tors of the schooner of Harold Hartwell, and
they were nearly wild with joy over their vie-

tor .

Half a dozen of their number had fallen, but
these men thought so little of that, their bodies,
were thrown over with the dead and wounded
of the crew of the schooner.

Hartwell and his few men, the sole survivors,
were bound, laid upon the decks and a boy armed
with a musket was set to guard them.

Then the captors set to work to see what the
result of their victory was, and daylight dawned
to find them still investigating.

At length the leader, a dark-faced Spaniard
with the oak of a born cut-throat, came up to
where the boy was guarding the prisoners and
said sharply: , ‘

“ You are the captain, senor?"

“ I was,” responded Har‘well, whose heart
was full of despair.

“ You have a fine little vessel.”

“ I had.”

“ The very craft for these waters, stiff and
fleet l’ll warrant. or her huill deceives her.”

“ She is a good enough craft."

“ How many in crew?”

“ Those you killed and we who remain.”

“ About a dozen: but where is your cargo?”

“ We have none.”

“ You are in ballast?”

0‘ Yes.”

“Where from?”

“The United States.”

“ That/is a vague answer, senor."

“ From Baltimore. then.”

“ Whither bound!"

“ On a trading voyage.”

“ With no cargo to trade?" -°

“ I expected to find a car 0.” s

“ What could you find among these islands,
senor?" ‘

Hurtwell’s taco flushed, and he replied:

“ ()h, anything that was for sale.’

“ Ah! then you have the money with you to
buy?”

Again the face of the captive ofi‘icerfiushed,
for he felt that he had gotten into trouble.

“ No, I had no money with me."

The Spaniard laughed and replied:

“ A trader without merchandise or money.

“ That won’t do, senor.”

lager alwli‘iilc he add..d;

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“ wen,” i y y came here.

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ing without money, with your words to your
crew all tell me that you have been in theso
waters before and come only for a treasure, so e-
thing you have learned the hiding-place of, r
buried here when on a former voyage.

“ I am right, senor.”

Hartwell hit his lips with vexation, while he
could not but give the fellow credit for wonder-
fully good powers of perception.

To change the subject, he asked:

“ Who are you?"

“ A pirate.”

“I thought so.”

“ Yes, I belong to the Bahama Buccaneers,
and am in command of our island retreat, which
just now happens to be this place, for we do not
stay long in any one isle.”

“ Where is our vessel?”

“ This one is mine now, having captured it;
but we have a cruiser out now at work, under
our chief, and she‘ is expected soon and I will be
glad to show my prize to my captain.”

“ You keep no vessel here, then?”

“ No, for you see we buccaneers have not any
too much confidence in each other, and our cap-
tain leaves us ashore as a guard to the treasure,
you know, which is considerable.

“ Having no vessel We cannot run off with it,
you see.”

“ Yes, I see you are a lot of sea cut-throats
who ’cannot much longer keep up your lawless
acts. '

“That remains to he'seen, senor; but now let I

us discuss your situation.”
“I am wholly at your mercy." .
“ Oh, yes, but we shall see how it will come
out, senor.
“ Now tell me why you are in thesewatersi”
“ I told you.”

‘,"No, you told me what reason proves is not '

“ Well, then, I am pirate-hunting.”

“ Not with an unarmed craft and‘a dozen
men senor.”

“you do not believe me whatever I may

“'I know that all points to one thin .”
“ Well?” 8

“ You are treasure-hunting, and I am open mi

negotiations with you.”

“ How do you mean?”

“Tell me where the treasure is and you shall
have your life and a snug sum in return.”

“I cannot trust you.”

“ You can and you must, for if you do not
tell me I shall take your life, for there is no law
in these islands, senor.”

“ I have no treasure to share with you,” was
the morose reply. ' .

“ See here, senor, I make the proposition to
you, and I will give you just three days to con-
sider it.

“ If you accept my terms you get Some gold
and your life.-

“If you refuse, then I shall make the same
offer to your men onder, until I find one who
Will sellout,” and t e buccaneer pointed to the
men forward, for they had been led there pre-
paratory to being sent ashore.

“They can tell you nothing if their lives de-
pended upon it,” said Hartwell.

“ Well, it may be so, and if so you are the
one to save your life.

“ 1 give you the time I said so now go ashore
and get your breakfast wit your men, and
when you decide, send me word,” and with a few
words to the ho who still acted as guard, the
Spaniard turne away.

Hartwell was at once told to march. by the
boy, who took him to where the other pris-
oners were and all went ashore in a boat.

Upon the island they found in a glen half a
dozen cabins and so score more of people,
more than half of the! being women and chil-
dren who seemed delighted at beholding the
prisoners.

To a cabin apart from the others the pris-
oners were taken by a man and the boy, and the
door was barred upon them.

The men then went away leaving the boy on
duty as guard, and as Hartwell glanced out of
the iron-grated window, he said:

“Senor, you and your men be ready to do as
I tell you, and I‘ll try and aid you to escape.”

Hartwell started and glanced earnestly at the

o .

He was glad of twelve years of age about,
will] a lithe form and aface darkly bronzed,
bold and handsome. .

His hair' hung in curling wares upon his
shoulders, and he was dressed in a jaunty sailor
suit and seemed totake pride in looking his

best.

He had before spoken in Spanish, but now he
add ressed HartWell in perfect English.

" Boy, you are no Spaniard,” said the lieuten—
ant.

“ Never mind what I am, senor, only be
ready to do what] tell you. for I will tryto
help you to escape,~hard as it looks to do,” and
the boy shouldered his musket and walked out
of ear-shot from the cabin, as though deter-
mined to say no more.

But. boy though he was. what he had said, as
well as his fearless, determined look, gave hope
to Harold Hartwell that their case was not as

I desperately hopeless as it looked, and turning to i
l his comrades he said:

I “ Men, you heard what the boy said, so stand

1 ready to take advantage of any aid he may

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i CHAPTER IX.

g THE BOY RESCUER.

| THE boy seemed to have been set to look

i after the prisoners, for he brr ught them their

1 meals, water from the spring and kept the key

; of the cabin door.

: The cabin was a stout one, built of ship's
tiiilibers and had been intended as a lock up, or
Jal .

It had a heavy door which was barred on the

2 outside and locked, and two windoas on either

a, side, small and iron-grated.

There were bunks in it, for sleeping, a table
and couple of benches, and this was all.
When the boy came with the supper for the

; prisoners, he drew from beneath his clothing a

I saw and said quickly:

,, “ Hide it.”

I Then he handed over an anger with the same
advice, while he slipped into the hand of Harold
Hartwell a piece of closely folded paper.

The supper of fish, bread and coflee held no

l charms for Hartwell, so he turned to see what

3 the paper said, while his men ate the meal the

,‘ boy had brought them.

1 Written in a boyish scrawling hand Hartwell

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i “The island chief will come to see you to-morrow
v so tell him ou will take him to the treasure the next
‘ day if he Wlu go in the schooner.
! “There is a small sloop on the island. hidden in a
‘ basin among the rocks, and to-morrow night I will
come and guide you there.

“ It is of ten tons and kept provisioned, while it
sails well. .

“i will escape with on, for the pirates will kill
me if the suspect I he ped you.

“ Use t e auger and saw to cut a hole in the rear
l of the cabin, where the third bunk is, and keep it
. hidden with a blanket."

Over and over again Hartwell read the lines,
and then he told his comrades just what their
hope of escape was.

They talked it all over together and felt the
(lee ‘t gratitude to the brave boy, for they
we] knew, after what they had seen the buc-
caneers do with their wounded comrades, that
their lives were worthless in their eyes and they
would put them to death unless the hiding—place
of the treasure was divulged.

This the men did not know, and felt that their
doom was sealed unless their captain made it
known.

As for Hartwell the saving of his life only
would make him give up his secret of the
treasure, to get which he had been tempted to
turn traitor to the wife and child of the man
who had saved his life over two years before.

.He had left the chart at home, after having
copied it over and over again, with all its notes
and instructions until he could draw it perfectly
from memory.

At the last moment he could yield and save his
life by giving up his secret, he felt.

And yet the thought would come u
that he might even then be put to deat .

Was he to lose after all the fortune which he
had turned traitor to get?

At the second Visit of the boy he left another
note which read:

“They intend to get your secret and then kill you

a l.

“I will release you tonight, and will try and fix
the schooner so that she cannot follow you to-
morrow.”

The prisoners Were all excitement now, though

the were forced to be outwardly calm.

hey fully realized their danger, their des.
perate situation, and that all depended upoma
be of twelve or thirteen years of age.

0 they contained themSeIVes as best they could
while the hours dragged slowly away. '

The boy appeared with the supper for the
prisoners, but when he set ,it down his finger .
went to his lips in token of silence.

Then he stepped to the bunk he had indicated
in his note and saw that the pris< ners had
worked well, two of them keeping watch the
while.

Auger-holes had been bored in the stout tim-
bers, so as to get the saw in, and the logs had
been cut through to make a specs large enough‘
for a man to crawl through.

Thus cut the logs could be pushed out when
the time came for the prisoners to escape.

Loaviug the five men their supper the boy de-
parted without a Word, and glancing from the

him

of the cabin himself. ~
Soon after night came on and the me V
down in the darkness to await their deliver-
ance. ‘
The minutes crept by at a snail’s pace, and
they became nervous from suspense. \ ,
But at last came a tap in the rear of the cabin. 1’.
and Hartwell asked in a whisper: 
“ Who is it?” '
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Hartwell pushed hard upon the pieces of sawn
timber, and they fell outside.

Then he crawled through, and the men fol-
lowed. ‘

There stood the boy awaitin them, and he
led the way quickly around the b uif into a pine
thicket, and along a ridge running across the
island.

He seemed to know the path well in spite of
the darkness, and at last came to a spot where
be halted up in a cliff.

In the starlight the men saw several long and
heavy pieces of timber put across a chasm, and
below them hung a small sloop, hauled up from
the water beneath by blocks and tackle.

“ If it was rough weather you could not get
out,” said the boy, and he walked coolly out
upon one of the pieces of timber and skipped
down a rope to the deck.

“ You will have to lower at the four ropes to-
gether, and I greased the blocks awhile ago so
that they will not creak.

“ Once in the water, you can row out, and the
cars are muffled.”

“ You are a brave bo , and shall be well re-
warded for this,” said arold Hartwell.

“ Oh! I’m glad to savo your lives, senor, and
then I have my reward in the sloop, for their
treasurethe buccaneers always keeIp on board
rgady; to escape with, you see, and will claim
1: at.

1"; Oh, I see; and the treasure is on board, is
it

“Yes, sir, and I’d be awful glad to take it
home With me; but if you did not have any, I'd
share it with you all, of course.

“ Now I must go and cut the cable of the
. schooner, for when aboard to-day I fixed it so
‘ that it could be done, and the tide will run her
aground 0n the spit, so they cannot get her oil!
until the next high tide.”

“ I see; but why did you not do so before?”

“ I could not go of! to her until the men had
gone to bed. .

“ It will only take half an hour, senor, and .it
, had better be done, for the wind is light, and if
if, . the buccaneers follow, we might not escape them,
1, you know.”

{7 ‘ “All right, my lad: but be careful not to let
,5 them discover you, and so prevent our escape.”

‘ ‘ “If they do will be the first one they will
 kill, senor,” was the r case of the lad, and be
M . walked back upon the c it! and stole away in the
 ‘ darkness. '

_ Hardly had he disappeared when Harold
w Hartwell said:
 - “ Men, we dare not take the risk to wait.

I “Lower away at your ropes, and we’lll get
= '3' ' the sloop ipto the water and be off.”
is, “But it won’t be right, sir, to desert the lad
1- } ’ who has saved us."

“ Do as I order you,” was the stern response
of the treacherous man.

CHAPTER X.
- . , THE DISCOVERY.
I .WEEN he left the secret basin, over which

v hung the little sloop, the lad made his way
through the thickets by a path which he seemed
to know wall, and came out upon one of the
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In the glen, an eighth of a mile away. slept
 the buccaneers, as usual retiring under the in-
. -‘ a finance of a debauch.
,QiThe schooner lay at anchor a cable’s length
.from the shore, and as there was no danger
anticipated of her being cut out, only two men
.on board.
; , coo two had played cards and drank wine
' until nearly midnight, in the cabin. when they
flunk into a drunken slumber. ,
 ’7. ‘The lad undressed himself upon the shore,
‘ r ,  taking from the rocks, where he had pre-
’ ' Dual concealed it, a sharpened cutlass, he
1, hung t about his neck, and swam out to the
schooner, not daring to take a hast.
The schooner was anchored by one cable only,
. {at this guns a stout one, and she had out some
hirty fa oms. .
Ruchin the cable the lad, with the cutlass
, hanging “out his neck, climbed easily up to
"tho-schooner’s bow, and sat there a. moment,
watchin the vessel’s deck. ' '
__ e glided aft noiselessly, and glancing
flawn into the cabin, heard the hard breathing
(.10: the two men. ~
- Going forward_again he set to work with his
Mass, aging it like asaw, and began to cut the
o rope. .
.He had sharpened the outlets well and it was
,‘nd a very long talk to cut through the cable,
when, with a small rope be lowered it into the
,0“ to- revent the splash should it fall.
2 The ide was runnin out hard, but‘there was
. In eddy the boy well now, which would carry
/ thesehooner intoashallow cave and ground her,
I!“ inductouttosea. ‘
 . unded there she could' not be otten
anti high tide again, an] that woul give
fugitives fully twenty-one hours’ start.
Qver the hows the daring boy want now let-
. ; himself down by the small rope, and be
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left his clothing, he saw the schooner drifting
toward the shallow cove.

Hastly be dressed himself and upon reaching
the ridge gave a last look toward the schooner.

“ She has grounded in the cove," he said to
himself, and at a trot he started by the path
leading acrms the island to the secret basin
over which the sloop was kept, running in be-
tween the two cliffs.

He reached the spot and could hardly keep
from giving a shout of joy at feeling that at
last he could escape from the hated buccaneers.

Out upon the center timber he ran, expecting
to find the sloop below, all ready in the water
for her flight.

In 3 its of his caution a cry broke from his
lips w en he discovered that the sloop was not
there.

“ She has gone i” he said with a moan.

Then he ran back upon the cliff and mounted
to a rock which commanded a view of the sea
on that side of the island.

There, a mile away he beheld the white sails

,of the sloop as they were set, after the cars had

taken the boat out that far.

“ Alli they have deserted me!

“ It was cruel in them toleave me here among
the buccaneers, who will kill me for ‘rescuing
them,” cried the poor lad.

“ They did not wait for me!

“No! no! they went at once, for I was not
gone long.

“ Ah! what shall I do?"

The poor boy burst into tears as he uttered
the words, for the cruel treatment he had re-
ceived from those whose lives he had saved now
overcame him.

But he did not weep long, for suddenly he
darted away toward the camps.

Passing the lockup he crept down among the
cabins and stole into one of them just as loud
cries came from the harbor.

In spite of their debauch the buccaneers slept
lightly and the cries from the harbor awoke
several of the men who quickly turned out.

The Island Captain as he was called, was one
of the first to awaken and he quickly, as he be-
lieved, aroused the boy who shared his cabin
with him.

“ Quick Pinto, something has gone wrong.

“ Get u l" he cried with a rough grasp of the
lad’s sliou der. ‘

The boy sprung from his bunk, drew on his
clothes and ran out with the Island Captain,
who with others was hastening toward the har-

bor.

“ Caramba! the schooner is one I" cried the
first one to obtain a view of the arbor.

“ Go and see if the prisoners are in the cabin,
Pi

'nw.
“ Here is the key,” roared the buccaneer cap-
tain and the lad bounded away.

When he returned with his report that the
men had cut their way out of the cabin, one of
the men had just arrived in the schooner’s boat
and 1d that the cable had been cut and the
craft ad drifted ashore and grounded.

“ Where is your comrade!” roared the buc-
caneer officer.

“ On the schooner, sir?”

“ And the prisoners?”

“ We have seen no one, senor.” ,

“ Sound the alarm at once and have lanterns
gotten to search the island.

" The must be taken, men, but not slain, for
the ho d a secret we must know,” shouted the
out aw captain.

A dozen lanterns were soon flashing about the
island, and at last a great howl came from some
of the buccaneers who had made a discovery.

“ The treasure sloop is gone!" arose the cry.

The outlaw captain soon knew that such was
the case, and he told the ,gy to call all the peo-
ple in and order boats ady to go of! to the
schooner, which must be gotten OR the bar and
go in chase.

The lad obeyed the order promptly, and soon
after the schooner was surrounded with boats
filled with the buccaneers.

Every effort was made to float her, but in
vain, for the tide had left her too hard aground
to move her from where she struck.

The lad had planned and executed well, for the
fugitives had escaped in the treasure sloop and
the schooner could not be made the means of re-
ca ituring them. ‘
ut for this the boy knew that the sloop could

have been overhauled.

There was no other craft on the island, only
small fishing-boats and a yaw], and to pursue
any distance from the island in these would be
madness.

’l‘he dawn came and found the buccaneers still
striving to float the schooner.

Then the captain rowed back to the island, or-
dering all to follow.

He had seen where the stout cable had been
cut, and he knew that there was a traitor in
their midst.

To discover him was the next thing to be done
and his punishment should quickly follow. '

CHAPTER XI. '
snLr—sacairicn.
HAVING ordered all of the buccaneersi
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cabins, the captain called to the lad to accom-
gany him and went to the island lookout, “here '

y day a watch was always kept.

It commanded a view of the sea upon every
side,] and as the two reached the rock the lad
criet :

“ There is the sloop, senor l”

“ Yes, and the traitor who as betrayed us
shall die,” was the stern rejoinder of the man.

The lad’s face did not move a muscle at the
threat. .

He would accept the alternative if it came,
and he t0ok the situation with the utmost cool—
ness.

“ Who do you suspect, senor?” he asked.

“ Several.’

“ Perhaps the one who helped them may have
gone with them, senor.”

“ Ahl that may be so; but I shall soon know.”

He saw that a fair breeze was blowing and
that the little sloop was several leagues away
and would soon disappear from si ht.

Retracing his way he Went by t e lock-up and
saw that the prisoners had cut their way out:
with tools taken from those belonging to the
shop on the island.

“ It is a traitor’s work, Pinto, and he shall
soon regret his treachery,” he said savagely, and
the boy answered innocently:

“ Yes, senor, I guess he will."

Arriving at the cabins the buccaneers were all
found assembled, some thirty men, some of whom
(were crippled, and a score of women and chil~

ren.

“ Call the roll, Pinto,” commanded the chief,
and the boy obeyed.

Not one failed to step forward as his, or her
name was called by the lad, and pass ovor to one
side until all had answered.

The lad began with the name of the captain
and ended With his own, answering to the last
in a cheery tone, which he did not feel:

“ Here!

The captain cast his eyes over the crowd and
said sternly:

“ You all know that the five prisoners we held
here have escaped.

“ We captured their fine vessel, and are aware
they came to the Bahamas in search of some-

. treasure they knew the hiding-place of.

“ This vessel and the treasure I was in hopes
of turning over to our chief upon his return:
but now it is ashore and perhaps damaged, and
our prisoners have escaped, carrying with them
purdslocp in which is all the treasureof our-

an .

“ Them prisoners cut their way out with
tools furnished them by some one who has
access to the island work-shop, and the same
one guided them across the island to the Secret
hidin -place of our treasure sloop.

“I ow who is the traitor?”

A d silence followed the question of the
Island Captain.

The people looked at each other and then at
their chief, until the silence became painful.

At length one of the buccaneers spoke, and he
was a man feared by all and watched by the
Island Captain.

He wasaman of violent temper, hateful in
manner, and he always was cruel t0ward Pinto
the lad, simply because the latter did not stand
in the awe of him which he wished him to do-
and would not be his slave.

Now the man whose name was Miguel Santo.
glanced wickedly toward the lad and said:

“ You couldn t trust us, captain, so made
that boy the card of the prisoners, and if you
did not harm t 9 key of the lock-up he did.”

“ i had the kamjanto, and the prisoners cut
their way out thr gh the rear timbers of the-
cabin.”

“The boy has the run of the workshop.”

“ Oh es, as all have; but I see your game.”

“ We 1, senor?” '

“ You wish to lay the guilt upon the boy to
hide our own act.”

- “ careful. Senor Captain.”

“1 mean what I say, for you did not play
cards or drink last night, and you ware seen god-
ing into our cabin about midnight.”

“ I is been fishing, senor.”

“Weill, I charge you with being the traitor
and that you released the prisoners, and more, I
believe t at before ,’ doing so you got a large

nantity of the treasure off the sloop and hid it

r your own use hereafter.”

“ Senor Captain, you make this charge against
me because ydu fear me, and have heard it
hintai that our chief will make me commander,
of the island upon his reiurn here,”

“It is false, the chief has no confidence in
you and told me to keep my eye upon ou.

“ Men, this man, Mi uel Santa, is t e traitor
and he shall die now or his crime and [stand
responsible to the chief for my act. ‘

‘ Seize and bind him, men l”

Miguel Santa had evidently not expected
such nick action upon the part of the sland
Capta n, for he was caught wholly of! his
ard.

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selves upon him ere he .oflor an
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did, a traitor in their midst was one to at once
kill as they would a snake.

They depended upon their holding together
for their safety, for one traitor could bring
them all to the gallows, or yard-arm, they well
knew.

In vain was it that Miguel Santo struggled,
for he was quickly bound and a rope Was put
about his neck.

“ Caramba ! would you hang an innocent
man, comrades, for I swear to you I am no
traitor,” he cried, excitedly, for well he saw the
humor of the crowd.

“ I make the charge, and I stand the responsi-
bility.

“Miguel Santo, you shall have just time to
utter a prayer before I give the order for you
to die.”

Miguel Sa nte uttered a bitter oathhand then
instantly realizing his position and that there
was no hope for him, crossed himself devoutly
and murmured a prayer.

“ Now, men, the time is up, and—”

“ Hold, senor!”

The speaker was Pinto the lad, and though
his face was very pale it was fearless and deter-
mined as he stepped before the Island Captain.

' “ Well, lad, speak out and lose no time.”

"This man is not guilty, senor.”

“ Hal what do you mean?” and as the Island
Captain turned toward the youths very eye was
upon him.

“I mean what I say, senor, Miguel Santo is
not guilty, and I say it though he has ever been
crue toward me.”

“Boy, do you know who is guilty?”

“ I do, senor.”

" Who is he?"

“ I am, senor,” was the reply of the lad, and
he uttered the words firme and fearlessly now.

 

CHAPTER XII.
MIGUEL same.

A STRANGE murmur ran around the crowd at
the confession of the boy.

It was of mingled admiration at his self-sacri-
ficing confession and amazement at the fact of
his guilt.

That he should admit that he was the one who
had done the deed, when all believed it to have
been Miguel Sonic, and he would have been
hanged for it, no one present could understand,
especially as the Spaniard had been the lad’s
worst foe.

But rather than see another die for his act, be
that man whom he might, Pinto had fearlessly
confessed his guilt.

‘ The Island Captain looked at him in alm0st
awe, while the crowd, excepting the murmur
that was heard, remained silent.

Miguel Santo for a moment looked very un-
easy, seeming more nervous than when he
expected to be put to death a few moments
before. .‘

_ At last some one of the crowd asked:

“ Well. captain, are you not going to hang
the boy?"

The Island Captain started at the question,
for he did not know what was before him.

If he refused what would be the result!

“Tlhesbidizi l b his f i

e y sguity own conesson
ltl‘lll'dngill doubtless have toy die when the chief re1

“But the chief left him to my care and said
that upon my life there was to be no harm be-
fall him, so I will not oxida- him to be putto
death.”

Some were glad at this, for the boy was
generally popular; but there were other: who

emurred.

The act of the lad had robbed them of their
treasure and enabled flve prisoners to escape
Who might bring down upon them a cruiser at

aha time.

0. had shown such manly pluck such Skin
and coolness in the rescue, and benching Of the
zhooner to prevent pursuit, that vised“ l

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their midst.pe son, young as he ’ e in

So some of the buccaneers longed to 996 the lad
put to death and cried out against the deciSiOU
of the Island Captain.

As for Miguel Santa he stede forward

uickly and laid his hand heavily u n the
s gulder of the lad, while he said hoarse 5’:

Captain, I nearly lost my life for this boy’.‘‘
act. and though I agree with you that he must
be kept for the chie to unish as best suits him.
and we know that he. eves to kill, I demand

1 that the youngster be-too well secured to 0903139!
and 1 shall put the irons upon him.”

The act of Pinto tow'ariiMig'uel Saute had
not softened the heart of that villain, and
as Captain Marco offered no remonstrance he
“dog:

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seem... W “PM

‘No,‘tak‘e him to the lock-up, and seetoit
that the locals made. secure again.”

Ill» it,” and the huge buccaneer fairly
dragged  led through the crowd upmthe
prison/den- " ‘

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Miguel Saute seemed ver careful in his selection
of those to put upon the ad.

Pinto offered no resistance, for he knew that
it was utterly useless. and the irons were placed
upon ankles and wrists, and then the chains
made fast to a bolt in the cabin timbers.

No giant madman could have been ironed more
heavily than this slender boy.

Then the hole which had been made by Harold
Hartwell and his men was filled in and made
secure, after which Santo with a wicked chuckle
went away, locking the door behind him.

All that day the buccaneers would go to the
grated window and look in upon the lad, who
nodded pleasantly as he recognized the different
01163.

If alarmed at the fate all felt was in store for
him, he failed to show his fear.

His supper was brought by one of the women,
and Miguel Santo attended her to let her in
and out of the cabin.

Then darkness ‘ came, and the whole male
force of buccaneers went over in boats to the
stranded schooner, and began the work of get-
ting her off on the incoming tide.

It was not until after midnight that she was
floated, and the cheer of the buccaneers awoke
the young prisoner, and told him of their suc~
0658.

It also proved that the schooner could hardly
hope to overhaul the sloop, which soon he hoped
would be done, as the fugitives had so cruelly
deserted him.

As though to atone for his false accusation of
Miguel Saute, Captain Marco left him in com-
mand of the island while he took two—thirds of
the men in the schooner, in pursuit of the sloop.

The night after their departure Pinto was
awakened by a noise at the door of the lock-up.

The key turned in the lock, and soon a step
was heard within.

“Who is there?” asked the lad.

“ ’Sh, boy, make no sound.

“ I owo to your good heart my life, and I
won’t see you is when you had the pluck to
say you were guilty, when I would have been
han ed for it.

“ treated you roughly to avoid suspicion,
but I did not expect so good a chancc to help
you out.

The manacles you Wear will slip over your
small hands and feet, and the end of the bench
will head out one of the irons in the window, so
that you could squeeze your little form through,
but you can go out of the door, to leave the im-
pression that you got out of the grating. '

“ I carried a whale- t, with sails, oars, and
a month‘s provisions, round to the secret basin
tonight, so go there and slide down a rope into
it, and clear out. '

“ It will be supposed that you stole it from
the harbor. . _

“ I know you to be a sailor of knowledge, far

‘beyond your years, so with the compass in the

boat. and a chart, you Can find your way; but
my advice is for you to
island to island by night, hi ing by day.

“ It is your only chance to escape, and if you
fail I will at least ave done my rt.

“Now go, lad, forll desire to sfit up this den
imdt get back to my cabin, and I wish you good

uc .

" No! no! I don’t want anv thanks, only a
grasp of your hand—there! Now be off. boy,
for it is just six hours before daybreak.” .

The boy did grasp the hand of the man whom
he had believed so. cruel, and sped rapidly
away toward the secret basin.

The whaleoboat was there—a stench bout it
was, too, decked two-thirds over, and with
two stump masts apd rit. .

Selzing the cars, which were muffled. he rowed
rapidly away from the island until the breeze
blew strong; then he ran up his three sails, and
went back to the tiller, shaping his course as
though he knew just where to head.

As his hand touched the carved head of the
tiller it came in contact with a swinging object.

Upon examination it proved to be a bag of

gold, which Miguel Santa had placedthere for '

him. determined that the boy should not land.
Penn'lem in whatever port he might make.

“ Miguel Smto is the best bad man I ever
knews” Quid Pinto, as be brushed a fear from his
eye. called no by the kindness ‘of the huec‘aneer
who had aided his eRCape from the island.

CHAPTER XIII.
REVEALED BY' A MINIATURE.

ONE pleasant afternoon. wars before the
opening of this story. a small packet schooner
was running into Boston Harbor before a stiff
breeze. and heading for her wharf at the loot of
one of the main streets of the citv.

Upon her decks were a number of passengers,
all glad to have escaped the dangers of the sea,
which in those days were not alone from the
elements, for the pirate flag was often seen
along the coast.

Among the amngars was'a young man in
sailor garb, wit sun-burned face as though just
OERa Id)? Graig] to

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His was a handsome face, and his form was
athletic and graceful, while he wore an expres-
lsion of joy at the thought of Soon seeing those he
oved.

As the schooner swept further up the harbor
the wind increased, blowing in puffs, and all
were watching a sail-boat containing two per-
sons, which was hastening for an anchorage but
carrying too much sail for safety.

As the schooner swept by a severe pqu came,
and it seemed tofairly lift the little pleasure-boat
from the water and throw her ovor.

The two occupants, a young man and a maid-
en; were thrown into the sea and swept apart,
and all heard the cry of the former:

“ Save her, for I cannot swim!"

But the young sailor had already leaped into
the sea and had grasped the maiden about her
slender waist, while with a few swift strokes he
reached the upturned craft and bade her catch
firm hold while he went to the aid of the gentle-
man.

She obeyed, and the bold swimmer reached her
companion just as he was sinking for the last
time.

Ere he had regained the upturned pleasure
craft the schOoner had come to, a boat had been
lewered and the maiden had been taken into it.

Then it pulled hard for the brave rescuer and
his n0w unconscious charge.

A few moments more and all were in the cabin
of the schooner.

'l‘ .e sailor quickly changed his clothing, and
returning to the cabin found the young man re-
turning to consciousness, while the maidenstood
near him.

Seeing him, she turned and grasped his hands,
while she cried:

“ Oh, sir, you saved my brother and myself
from death, and our hearts’ full gratitude is
yours.” , .

The young sailor blushed like a schoolgirl
and stooping picked up a locket which had
dro ped upon the fl00r, the ribbon having
bro en which held it about the neck of the man
who had so nearly lust his life. ' , *

“It is my brother’s, sir; a miniature of the
lady to whom he is engaged,” mid the maiden.

She started at the sudden paleness of his face,
and heard the winds break through his shut
teeth, as though in anguish of heart.

“ My God! engaged to hep—Helen Marcy 2”

Then he turn and hastily left the cabin,
and when the pee t touched the dock he leaped
ashore and disappeared in the crowd. -

An hour after. he cautiously returned, and
the skipper’s eyes falling upon him, he called

out:

“ Hello, Mr. Cassiday, you are the most
modest young man I ever knew, to run ofl from
a pretty girl as you did. ‘ '

“That was a plucky act of yours, and you
saved them both as I will swear, and they know,;
for the were loud in their praises of you.

“ Bu wh did you run away?” I

“ I hate t anks, Captain True, and on] did
my duty.” waslhe modest reply. and he dad:

‘ I have come for my traps.

“ Well, they asked wl oyou were. and I told . - 2 .

them, for the young man came around all right,
‘and they went home in a carriage.” I
“ Who are the , captain?” _ I . 
“ The son an daughter of the rich old'ship-
ping merchant, Adam Curtis. A
“The girl is a beaut , asyou mw; but the:
boy is a wild one, an has cost his fathera .
fortune to pay his debts. 1
“He was in the nahy as a midshlpman, but
killed one of the seanmn In a temper, and only,
influence mved him from prison, or worse; but
he was allowed to resi n and come home, but M
a high-fl er, the say; ut you don’t look wen, "
and the ard aw m was too much for you.” _, 
‘ “I don’t feel exactly well, Captain True:  '
I will be all right soon, and I wish to thank you
for youn kindness to me in the trip from Ba ti- '
more.” - ‘ 
\“ Don‘t speak of it. my lad; but do you know‘ ,
I had to tell young Cums who you were,andho,.
said that you would not be forgotten for your“
noble act.” ' . _  _
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to reward me, for I should take that with 

grew, from any man." . _
“ I hinted as much. Cossiday, while’ I said that
if the old merchant‘s influence could get you a
commission in the navy it would be the gent”! V,
thing, and the young lady, Min Kate, said that
it was just what a man of your pluck should
have; but you are MIXED! to 5003. I use,
good—by.” and with a warm shake of the ha. y,
Claude Cassida left the packet followed b g, K ‘
cart carrying h s traps. . I a  .

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rur to run ’rnsr. , 
Tm: oung sailor made’ his way to a all ,
inn, on: his traps there and countered out 
the street. r ;
His home was at a little seaport village comb
leagues don: the coast. to which he could . -, I“
get a packet. or coach each week, and he or I,
have a couple of days to wait in Boston bet ,
his departure. ‘ '- 
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have the time pass pleasantly in the company of ,
liis lady-love.

When he had sailed for foreign seas two years
before, he had left with the promise from his
sweet-heart to become his wife upon his return.

Misfortune in a financial wav had made the
Cussidays poor, though no family in tho lanzl
could boast of proujer lineage, and the young
sailor had been proud to win his way in the
World by the sweet of his brow.

He had saved the lives of his lady—love and
her father one night in a burning inn, anl thus
11 I<l met the one whom he so dearly loved, and
with the consent of her parents had become cu-
g aged to her.

They knew who he was and greatly admired
the handsome young sailor lover of their daugh-

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The family were rich, and the father of the
young girl had said he preferred a. poor son-in-
nw to a rich one, and that he had wealth enough
for both and would be glad to have younger
shoulders upon whom to shift the cares of his
estate.

' But unlooked for adversity befell the. rich man,

several of his ventures in speculation went

.. wrong, a ship uninsured was lost and other mis

it fortunes, which always crowd in together, came
to sweep away his fortune.

In their distress the mother began to look
about for a rich son-in-law to retrieve their fall-
lug fortunes. .

If their daughter would only wed a. man of
wealth, and she had such visitors by the score,
then her father could recuperate'his losses and
again get upon his feet, so,to speak.

Just at this time a young man asked for the
hand of their daughter and seemed terribly in
earnest. ,

His famil was above reproach, and they were
known as being among the wealthiest in the
great common wealth of Massachusetts.

The sister of the visitor had been the school-
mate of their daughter, and it was said that
both she and her brother would have an enor-

’- mous fortune.

So the parents of the maiden forgot about the
absent lover and took the matter of the proposal
into consideration.

They talked it ovor together and at last de-
cided that it was the only thing that would save
them from poverty, for of course the young man
would bring a fortune for his wife which her
father could invest properly.

‘ Such was theiridea, and the subject was placed
5 before the young girl.

At first she was shocked and vowed she would
not marry other than the one to whom she was
pledged.

,Her parents urged that this new visitor was a
very handsome man, very rich and she dearly
" loved his sister.

 5 But she urged that he had led a Very fast life,

‘ had been forced to resign from the navy, s-

.«,‘ sensed an ungovernable temper and was Bill to
'T‘ ' 4 he agambler and spendthrift.

- They told him of what their daughter said,
and in his turn be denied the charges against
,f v - him, promised to do all that was asked of him
 ; , " and become a model man. I
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if; i," parents had some deep motive unknown to her
A V or wishing to havo her break of! with the’ one
if", 1‘ she loved. ,

 _ , Then-they came out and told the truth, and

"  : be:de her to save them from poverty in their
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A noble girl, a dutiful daughter, she yielded,
, and became engaged to one to whom she felt she
: : was selling hersel .

‘ Such was the story of Helen Marcy’s engage-
; meat to Kent Curtis, and the miniature which
she had had painted for the one she loved, her
, ., . new lover had beg ed from her and wore about
“ his neck, for he di most fondly love her.

 'And up to the home of the Marcys went
[Claude CaSsiday, on the day of his rescue of the
 "jeister and brother, who were sailing up to the
-' harbor in their little‘pleasure boat, from’their
,. country home upon the bay, where they had
Jix"‘."liiee'.1 for a day Or two.

' Slewly along the road went Claude Cassidny,
- his faco pale, his look one of anxiety, when sud-
. ,(fienly a horSeman overtook him, glanced a

5 mend time as he was passing, and, coming to a
halt, sprung to the ground.

_  “Ahl my dear sir, I am more than happy to

.meet you, for I recognize you as the bold res-
/ ouer of my sister and myself a few hours ago.

. ‘f My name is Kent Curtis, and, like you, I am
,a s llor or was.” ‘
' - bhld out his hand in a friendly way and
,, eyet Claude Cassiday did not. take it.
{g’ , His face paled and flushed for a moment, but
» then he said frankly:
., ‘5 Mr. Curtis, pardon me for what I say to
,T on. but when you were on board the schooner
. saw a miniature which you wear. one of Miss
. Marc , and your sister said that you were,
on who er.
' y I ask if this is true?”
"‘ It is sir ” was the cold reply.
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believe that she has broken with me without
some good cause.

.“ May 1 ask you, as I am now on my way to ‘

visit Miss Marcy, to accompany me there and
ask her if I am cast aside for you?

“ If she tells me that such is the case, I will at
once yield my claim to you, sir, and forever re-
move myself from her path nnl yours."

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“ I am on my way also, sir, to the home of .

Miss Marcy, and I shall abide lay her decision

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as you ask it," was the confident response of 5
3 little.

Kent Curtis.

So on together these two men, so strangely
met, so strangely allied, went to the home of
Helen Marcy.

She saw them coming, from where she was
seated upon the piazza and she could hardly be‘
How her own sight.

Her father had come home and told her of the
narrow escape of Kent Curtis and his sister, and
their rescue by a young sailor just home from a
voyage.

Now she knew who had been the rescuer, and
Willllo she became deadly pale she yet remained
ca m.

She greeted Kent Curtis first and congratu.
lated him upon his rescue, and then turned to
her‘first lover and held both her hands while she
sau :

“Welcome back. Claude, and it is just like
you to be ever doing some noble act,” and her
voice faltered.

“ Helen, I was so fortunate as to savo Mr.
Curtis and his sister, and so wretchedly unfor-
tunate as to make the painful discovery that you
were engaged to this gentleman, that you had
broken with me.

“I met him on my way here, Helen, and I
have come to ask if it is true?"

“ Oh Claude! I did promise to be his wife, be-
cause my parents urged it, and I told him that
I loved another.

“ But, no, Claude, I love you, and I can never
become the wife of any other man and I will
not!” an I she sprung into the op -n arms of her
lovor just as her horrified parents appeared up-
on the scene.

With a little oath Kent Curtis turned away
and a few days after there were two families
made poor, for it became knowu that the youu
spendtbrifl: had swamped his father, by his fas
life and was forced to fly to escape punishment
for forgeries committed, which Mr. Marcy,_no
longer hoping to have his daughter wed a rich
man, was also forced to go to the wall as a bank-

ru t.

But while Kent Curti; became a fu itive
from justice, Claude Ca iday wedded elen
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CII AFTER XV.
A MAN’S REVENGE.

ONE moonlight- night, years after the day
when Helen Marcy was put to the test to choose
between her two lovers, a vessel was sailing
slowly along among the Bahamas, north of the
Island of San Domingo.

It was an armed craft and as trim looking as
a vessel-of—war in hull, deck and rig, only her
crew were atéparehtly of a score of nationalities,
and the flag ying above her decks, although it
was night, was not a legitimate one among
nations. .

“ Boat ho!” suddenly called the lookout aloft,
and just.a couple of points off the course of the
schooner a boat was visible in the moonlight,
tossing about upon the moonlit waters.

The call of the lookout brought from the cabin
a man wearing the uniform of a United States
naval officer of the rank.of captain.

He swept the sea with M glass without ask-
ing any question of the officer in charge of the
deck, or of the lookout, and his glance quickly
fell upon the boat.

“ It is a man-of—war‘s gig.

“Head for it, helmsmau," he said and the
schooner’s how was let fall off until she pointed
for the boat.

The sea was not rough, yet the little boat
danced about upon the waves at will, with no
hand to guide it.

‘2 Ho the boat!" sung out the captain. of the
schooner in a loud voice as the Vessel neared it.

But no response came and the order was
given the helinsman to run to leeward, luff
sharp and graze the boat, into which one of
the crew was ordered to spring with a line.

The helmsman obeyed the order and the
seamen was about to make his spring when
suddenly a form arcse above the gunwales
and a childish voice called out:

“ Abl I’ve found the schooner at last!"

“ Secure the boat, nd be careful not to harm
the boy!” called out he schmner’s captain.

The seamen made the spring, the boat was
hauled alongside and a moment after a lad of
seemingly ten years came aft and was taken
into the cabin whither the captain had gone.

His face was a most attractive one, fearless,
intelligent and bronaed by exposure, though it
was haggard n0w as from suffering.

H0 was dressed in a sailor suit. wore his
tarpaulln jauntily and gazed about him with
mining wonder at his surroundings and deep

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He met the look of the captain fearlessly

after saluting him with politeness.

“ Well, my lad, h0w is itIpick you up at
sea in an open boat and in these waters?” said
the captain not unkindly, while he felt a
strange interest in the little waif and a belief
that he had somewhere seen him before.

“ My father’s vessd was becalmed, sir, and I
went ashore at an island to gather shells, when
my boat was caught in a sea current and borne
far away,” and the boy’s voice quivercd a

“ When was this, my lad f”

“ Diy before yesterday, sir.”

“ And you have been drifting for forty eight
hours?" ,

“ Yes, sir."

“And must be very hungry?”

“ I am, sir, vcry, ahl so very hungry.”

The captain called to his steward to bring
more supper at once for the lad, and then said:

“ You say it was your father's vessel?”

“ Yes, sir.”

“ What kind of a vessel?”

“ A schooner, sir.”

“ Not a cruiser?"

.. “ No sir, a trader.”

“ Ah! well, it is lucky we picked you up, for a
terrible storm is coming on, and that nieausu.
great deal in this latitude. ,

“ But what is the name of your father?”

“ Claude Cassiday, sir, and it’s my name too,
sir-ah!"

The exclamation was caused by the sud-
den cry of the captain .and his spring from his
seat as though the boy had shot at him.

“Are you ill, sir?” he asked as every particle
of color left the face of the man.

“ No, boy, no! I must give orders on deck
though, for do you not hear the wailing of that
storm?

” Wait here," and the captain hastily went
on deck, unmindful of the fact that he were no
but.

S)OI] he returned and found the lad just fin-
ishing the supper which the steward had
brought him, and he said in his frank way:

“ Oh, sir, I was so hungry I could not wait,
and} thank you, sir, so much, and the steward
too v ’

The captain was still pale, but calm now,
and he motioned the steward to take the
tray away, and then as he resumed his seat
asked:

“ 'hat did you say your name was, my lad?”

“ Claude Cassiday, sir.”

“ And your father’s name?”

“ I was named after him, sir.”

“ I suppose you are from New England?”

“ From Boston, sir.”

" And your mother is living?” .

“ Yes, sir.”

“ And you have brothers and sisters?"

“ I have no brother, sir, only a sister.”

“ And what is her name?" .

“ Helen, sir.” ’

“ Ahl named after your mother, I suppose?” -

“ Yes, sir.”

“ Who was your mother before she was mar-

?”

" Miss Helen Marcy, sir.”

“ I see, and you are about ten or eleven years
old?”

“ Ten, sir, in a short while.”

“ Well, you are a bright boy indeed, Master
Claude Cassiday, and I am very glad to have
met you, so very glad, my boy, and you shall be
my roicge.” '

“ hen can I go back home, air, or to join my
father, please, sir i”

” We 1, this vessel is a cruiser, and it will be a
lon while before we put into any port; but one
of t ese days I will take you home.

“ In the mean time you shall share my cabin
with me, and i’ll make you a midshipman, for I
suppose you are something of a sailor?”

" Oh, yes, sir, I know a great deal that my
father and the men have taught me, and I would
like to be a middy ever so much, on a vessel-oi-
war."

“ Yes, this is a Vessel-of-war, and you will
soon come to like the life on board of her, my
lad, for I intend to have it so.

‘- Now the steward will show you our bunk,
and you had batter retire, for you ave had a
hard time (ll "c, . '

“ But if the storm breaks, Sll', I can come on
deck. please?” _ .

“ Yes, but you must not be reckless, for 1 ll)‘
tend to be very careful of you, as careful as
your mother and father could be,” and Captain
Kent the buccaneer went on deck muttering to
himself: ,

“ Her son and his! New I will have my ro-
venge, for I shall make their boy a pirate! ”

 

CHAPTER XVI.
THE YOUNG BUCCANEER.

AS Kent the Buccaneer, had said to young
Claude Cassiday, his was a vessel-of-war: but it
was a war to the knife under the black flag for
gold alone.

In the years which had passed since Helen
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His forgeries had made him an outlaw, and he i

so wisely chosen, Kent Curtis had drifted about I influence over him for good, and keeping him
the world a fugitive from justice.

from deeds that he was not forced to commit.
He had been in many a chase, many a hard-

had gone from bad to worse until he had become :‘ fought combat, and came to understand that ,

a lawless rover of the seas

Talents and courage which, if exerted in a1
good cause would have made him a name of ‘
honor, had been exerted to add to his greed for 

gold and in a life of crime until at last he had

become the ally of buccaneers, then their lieu-
tenant and at last by a bold stroke their
chief.

As Kent the Buccaneer he was known, and al-
Si) as "Captain Kent.”

The one weak spot in his nature was his past
love for Helen Marcy.

He had loved her devotedly, but supposing her
father to be a man of large wealth he had hoped
to marry her and thus save himself from dis-
gracn and his father from ruin.

His sister Kate he had also deeply loved, and
it had been a bitter blow to him when he felt
he must drag her down with him, as the sister
of a criminal

Claude Cassiday had saved his life, and Kate’s,
but when he found that he was the preferred
lover of Helen Marcy. he hated him, and more,

he hated the one he loved because she had chosen i

other than himself.

So it was that a venomous joy filled his heart
when a strange and seemingly’ fatal destiny
placed in his way the son of e en Marcy and
Claude Cassiday.

" I will have my revenge, forIshall make
their son a pirate and then see them suffer,”
was the burden of his song.

It was months before the pirate schooner
sought her rendezvous, after the picking up at
s a of Claude Cassiday.

The boy was treated well, messed with the

 

captain, became a favorite with all the crew i
and yet he was not long in finding out that the sure that his little son still lived.

schooner was not a legitimate cruiser.

he and all lived with a noose about their necks.

He had come to know the Southern waters
fairly WP”, and the Bahamas also, and was the
pride of the buccaneer band.

Captain Kent seemed to have grown really
fond of him, and he was also drawn toward the
St:l‘ll,dal‘k'faced, handsome man who held aloof
from all others save the lad, and who seemed
not to possess a friend in the wide world.

Now and then when he wished the lad would

’ be left at the retreat, and it was upon such an

occasion that the schooner of Lieutenant Harold
Hartwell was captured by the buccaneer.and
the opportunity appeared for Pinto. as the out-
laws called the boy, to aid the escape of the
captives, and the result of which is already
known to the reader.

CHAPTER XVII.
A GERM OF MUTINY.

THE treacherous naval officer, who had been
tempted to break his pledge to his dying com-
radc, Claude Cassiday, and agree with his am-
bitious and avaricious wife to take the treasure
on the Bahama island all for himself, was not a
man to do thin s by halves.

He had cast t e die on the side of wrong, and
he was determined to carry the affair through
to the end.

His wife’s jewels had been found, a small but
fleet and stanch schooner had been secured,
and a crew selected, as has been seen.

Then followed the cruise and search for the
treasure island, where Lieutenant Cassiday had
told him he had buried a large treasure, and
which he would leave as a legacy to him and to
his wife and child, for the dying officer was not

 

The capture of the schooner by the Island

When on voyages with his father he had hetrd ; Buccaneers, and their escape through the daring
much of pirates and recalled a number of exCiting ,

flights from them, so that he knew they were to be .
iireaded, still he wastoo young to take his unfor-
tunate Situation greatly to heart, and he accept-
ed all asit caineto him, but with the firm de-
termination in his own mind to escape when op-
portunity offered.

He realized that the chief did not intend to
let him go away from him, but this knowledge
he ‘kept to himself, for he was wise beyond his
years.

Still, boy that he was, the wild sea life held a
charm for him which he really enjoyed, and
only at ni ht, when in his. little nk, did.
memories 0 his father, mother, and l tie sister
Helen come to him, and he felt how greatly
they must s rrow for his unknown fate.

Captain out was a very able commander,
shrewd and clever, and knowing how per-
sistently his retreat was hunted, he arranged'
a place for a rendezvous that was a very safe
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He was wont to sail away from a retreat,
with orders to his Island Captain, to meet him at ;
a certain point within a give time.

He left onlya sloop cap bio of bearing his
people on a short cruise, in pleasant weather,
so that there would be no temptation to run
away, and also turn rover in the one he left in
command.

On certain occasions. while refitting his vessel,
he would lead the sloo with his booty. and run
it secretly into some is and port, where he could
dig” of it for cash.

vana, Kingston, Nassau and other ports
filer thus visited, and he had agents in alliof
em.

The desire of Kent seemed to be to gain vast
riches, and he would keep his personal treasure
hidden where not a soul of his crew knew where
it could be found, and he was aceumulsting a
fortune for his future pleasure, for the greed for
gold alone lured him into piracy. .

When his vessel at last turned its prow to-
ward the bland rendezvous, little Claude was
glad at the prospect of a run ashore, much as he
loved the sea. ,

He took delight in roaming over the hills and
valle s, and talking to the strange, layfless
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meht.

He kept his eyes and ears 0 n to all that ,
went on about in). ashore an afloat. and he
was anxious to learn all that he could of the peo-
ple and their reckless existence.

He sought to, to become an expert in all per-
taining to a vessel and the duties of cocoa
board, from ordinary seamen to that of oom- .
mander, forso many orders did Claude carry ,
fr up the chief the men were wont to call hini
the “ Little Captain.”

Over two years had passed away. and yet no i

of little Claude, whom they deserted, is known,
so I will now follow the sloop after her leaving
thelittle basin the [night of their sailing from
the island.

“ I say, mates, it’s a shame to desert that
brave bo ,” said the man who had urged against
Captain arold’s doing so.

The captain held the tiller now, as the shop
was being urged seaward by the large oars, or
rather sweeps.

“I say the same, mate, and my idea is to go
back and wait for the boy,” said another of the
crew. ,

“ Yes,.it's but the square thing to do,” a third
remarked.

“I so as the boy took big chances. we go
back an wait foi‘ him a reasonable time.”

It was the fourth man who said this, and as
by one accord the men stopped rowing, for two
were at either sweep.

“ What is it?” sternly asked Captain Harold,
for I will call him by the name he had assumed
for the secret voyage. ' -

“Captain, We have decided that it‘s a cruel
thing to leave that pluckysboy. and we’ll go
back and wait for him a reasonable time at
least,” raid the spokesman or the four seamen.

“And I command you to give way at those
sweeps!” was the stern re 'oinder of the captain.

But the sweeps still ragged in the water
and the spokesman again had something to
an .

y.

“ See here, captaian the schooner is aground,
and the boy is one toker his word, we have
every advantage even if our going is known
now, and if we wait for the had half an hour
on! , it will help case our conscience, soI say
go ck and wait.”

is so say I."

“ And me to.” .

“ Yes, go back, captain.”

There were four against one, and the men
seemed to consider t e matter settled, for the

to pull on the starboard sweep and hue

on the port to go about.

But Captain Harold had made n his mind
tothis course, an be determined carry it
on . ~

He alone knew that there was a treasure upon
the sloop. ' '

He had not made‘vthat fact known to the
men, reading just so much of what the boy
had written him regarding their escape as
suited him, and telling them no more.

What the amount of the treasure was he
could only guess. and if the boy did not come
along, then be alonekuew the secret.

Should there be a mistake ab0ut the treasure
of Claude Cassiday, then he would have the

‘ one on the sloop.

If he got both, so much the better. .
When the boy had helped them out of the

opportunity had come to Claude to leave the ‘ cabin he had given 0 Captain Harold his belt

schooner or the band.

Captain Kent was enriching himself, and yet «

coalitanggy lot led for more. ,
e y I held a longing to away.
which?» (land

, venture upon.
, He was growl it into a manly lad, his nature
i somewhat we by his. surround and yet

his mother was still

ing an plici

with two pistols an acutlass.
The men had not been so favored, nor had’

i thev noticed the act. .

Now their captain meant to h' " e power

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“ The schooner is lost and I am the sufferer,
and I do not intend that your desire to helps,
pirate boy shall stand in the way of mysuc—
cess.

“ The boy will easily avoid suspicion being
cast u n him, and if we go back we will more
than 1i ely be recaptured and put to death, so
give way with the sweeps and we will soon be
where we can set sail."

“ No, captain, we won’t desert the lad with—
out an effort to save him 1) a short wait,” said
the man who had ,before spo en.

“ 1 command you to give way.

“Will you refuse?"

1 “Yes, captain, until we see that there is no
chance to save the lad.”

“Hold! pull another back stroke on that port 
car and I’ll kill the man who does it!” ‘

There was no mistaking this stern threat.

The right hand of the captain had 1+ ft the
tiller and was pomted toward them and it held
something that even in the darkness looked very
like a pistol.

“ Captain, are you armed? ’

, “ I am, and I mean what I say—I will kill the
man who disobeys me.

“Give way 1”

He rose now, and exchanging his pistol to his
left hand he raised his cutlass in his right.

The men were awed, for they were wholly un-
armed, and besides they did not wish it to come
to a combat with their commander.

They Were seamen, but not navigators, and
they wished to at least have some one who could
run the sloop back to rt.

Then they had no esire to throw awaythe
voyage as it were, and they had seen ennui:
Captain Harold to know that he would
his word and kill them.

Their comrades had fallen, they were just
then escaping for their lives, and so they
ed, their spokesman speaking for all, when he 'i
said: "'
“ Captain, if we expect to get back in safety 2, y
we must; cling together. ’ ’

“ We want to save the boy, but we do not
wish to sacrifice our own lives.

“ You are armed and we are at your mercy,
so we yield—eh, lads?"

A general assent was the response, and the,
sweeps were resumed once more, and the sloop
moved on out to sea for half a mile further, ,,
when the sails Were set, and still keeping the
helm Captain Harold laid the course he desired
to hold to escape the schooner. should she come
in chase.

   
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    
 
 
 
 
   
  
  
   
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
  
 
 
 
  
  
  
 
  
 
 
 
 
  
   
 
 
 
  
  
  
 

CHAPTER XVIII.
FOR GBEED OF GOLD.

Tm: few men on the sloop accepted the situa-
tion, but not in the best of moods.  i

They felt a contempt for their captain where {
before they had held high respect.

But when he deliberately deserted theier
cuer, they decided against him unanimously.

The sails were set upon the little sloop. main-
sail, topsail, jib and flying jib, and under the
im ulse of a six-knot breeze which the island
h kept them from feeling before, the littlecraf't
went bowling along at a merry pace. ,

Captain Harold soon discovered that he had a
very fleet, stench craft, and that it would take
a fast vessel to overhaul him in quiet wists!
with the start he had. .

He head: d so as to lead to the belief whu
dam n came and he would he seed from the
island, that he was trying to reach the near“
port for safety, and to report the presence of th
huccaneers., ’ ,

But the very moment the man he had sent
aloft called out that the island was out of sig »
he changed his course and headed for the is .
where the treasure was hidden, and which he
héid sinned and risked so much to get posse“,

o .

He saw the ill-humor of the crew, yet am.
ed not to notice it, and said: ‘

“ Now, lads. one of you get breakfastmnd we
will hold on all day and reach the island, art:
vicinit to-night, and I'll give' you the V
the w ole crew to divide among on. so he 
lively men and we'll soon get out o thesedln-
gerous waters. , f

This generous offer made the men a little inert :
willing and quick in their movements, and file "
breakfast was soon ready. ‘ ‘  .
v The ca n ate his alone std then tOOkhiI‘
trick at the filler while the crew ate, “1er 1,.
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which he left, divided them into wa
turned in for what rest he could get, he mid. ..

He was tired of course. but not too much A c,
tigued to at once seek in the little cabin for. - ‘
tressure which the lad had told him when} ‘

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He was not long in finding it and“! '
brightened ashe saw that he he a very
fortune on the even should he not find she
island treasure of laude Camiday. .

There wssa varied assortment of valuabh‘s,
with several ha of silver and some poldand it
was snugly hid en away in a trap in them

ug.
With a glad heart at his discovery,
Harold threw himself dawn to rest and, M
noon before he awoke and went on deck. 7 ‘
The sloop was heading gracefully tout

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breeze, and fairly flying along, while not a sail
was in sight to show pursuit.

Here and there an island was visible, and
far ahead a larger one than the others seen
about them. ,

Just at sunset the 3100 came within short
distance of the lar e islan , and the anchor was
let go, as Captain arold would not attempt to
run in for anchorage b night.

But bright and ear y the sloop was headed
for a haven marked on Claude Cassiday’s chart
as being a good anchorage.

The surroundings all coincided with the chart
and Captain Harold knew that the island had
been found.

But as thesloop was heading in t0ward the
little haven Captain Harold suddenly glanced
astern and his face turned deadly pale.

There, yet far away upon the horizon, he be-
held a sail.

In spite of its being yet two leages distant he
I knew the vessel as the one he had chartered for
-“"'" his gold-seeking cruise.

To his eyes the situation presented itself as it
really was, for the one in command of the
schooner had not been led astray by the course
the sloop had taken. .

r Knowing that the fugitives had come to the
9?. Bahamas for a treasure, and not aware that
they had been told by the lad that there was one
upon the sloop, they felt sure that they would
run in to where they were heading when cap—
; tured.
,w - As they had been seen tocome in a certain
.‘i ‘ , direction it was pretty certain that they would
hold on the same course the following morning.
 . So the buccaneers, though thirty hours e-
  . hind in starting, yet went in the course of the
island chain and were thus enabled to sin upon
. _ _ the-sloop the whole zig—zag course it ad made
7?: v y, to throw them off the scent.
~ .  With a twelve-knot breeze blowing through
the night, and the treasure~hunting schooner
being a very fleet sailor, they had log ed thirty

lea ues when sighted by Captain Haro d.

oping that he was not yet seen by those on

the schooner, and could run around the island

unseen, Captain Harold at once showed his crew

their danger and prdered them to get ready to
run for it.

They were by no means backward in their

desire to do this, and the sloop was soon cutting

. the waters at a great speed as she flew along in

fll ht.

‘ It took but a short while to show the fugitives
that they had not yet been sighted; but as they
shot out from the shelter of the land they dis-
covered the schooner at once changing her
course. ‘

Wishing td avoid attracting attention to the
island, Captain Hamid held on as though he had
not sighted the schooner, until he had ained a
point when he caught the breeze in full orce.

Then he yawad the sloop mildly, sent a up the
wpsail’and headed her on a course toget the
best sailin out of her possible, as though he
had just iscovered his pnrsuer while sailing
. past the island. < \

The sails were wet from the decks, and a

‘ driver was set with the aid of an outrigger,

‘ fivhile a' kite jib was run up.

V ,  -Until this was done t e schooner had been
_ ' gaining considerabl , but she was now held off

on even terms it loo ed.

Captain Hamid knew now that had but one
| course to pursue and that was to get out of

 that dangerous latitude asquickly as possible.
' 7 He knew hat the schooner would kee close
after him, and if she lat him, they won d sail
7 among the islands still on the search,
., ‘So he made n his mind to at once leave the
' ,Bahamas. head or the Florida Coast and thence
Galen 'it northward until he reached the port be
son

to
; , fie also made up his mind that his crew
 should not share one dollar of the treasure on
board the sloop, and that he would get an ex-
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‘  SILENCE.

 an: sloop held her own during ‘the long day's
 chase, or so nearly so that» when night came on
file schooner was yet a lea ue astern. ‘
But the buccaneers stll kept u the pursuit,
.nsin :every eflort to overhaul the set sloop.
 en night came Captain. Harold had oped
to elude the schooner; but With the going dawn
of the sun the full moon rose out of th sea and
“tb'e‘glanc'e of his sails could be seen wi h a glass
.  lid-yell knew, if not with the naked eye.-

 ‘  kept on steadil now, shaping his course
, c , m northward of‘ e Bahamas, and stra ht
f, -' or the Flor-ids Coast, while be h d to fal in
g‘ ..witb some vessel that would fri ten his pur-

  

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before, and when the sun set the buccaneers
were less than a mile from their prey.

But as they began to feel the hope that before
dawn they would overhaul the sloop, dark
clouds swept up from the westward, and the
moon became overcast.

The buccaneers began to pray lustily for a
calm, or clear weather, while Captain Harold
and his men sent up prayers for a blow.

They were not anxious to encounter one of
the hurricanes so dreaded in that latitude, but
they were hoping for dark storm-clouds and a
storm sufficiently severe to obscure the moon-
light wholly, and enable them to elude the buc-
caneers in the darkness.

Soon after nightfall the storm swept down
upon the sea, and a shout broke from the lips of

Captain Harold as he lost sight of the schooner.

for the first time in many hours.

The sloop was at once stripped of all sail, ex-
cept enough to handle her with ease, and she
was put away before the gale.

For hours the storm lasted, the sea ran high,
and the sloop drove along at a mad 8 .

Then the moonlight broke through the clouds,
the sea was illumined, and a cry arose that
there was no schooner in sight.

But another cry was also heard, for it was
found that one of the crew had mysteriously
disappeared. ' '

No one had heard his cry of despair, no one
had seen him washed of! b the sea, but certain
it was that one of the men ad gone.

A sadness fell upon the others, and Captain
Harold seemed deeply moved over the sad fate
of the poor sailor who had served him so well.

But re ining brought him not back again,
and the cop’s course was changed again as she
was put upon her course for the Coast of Florida,
and all eyes watched the seas for some sight of
the schooner.

The mornin dawned at last, but no sail was
in sight, and t e face of Captain Harold bright-
ened as he felt that he had thrown the bucca-
neers off his track

The wind was fresh and fair, and the sloop
sped ga 1y along on her run, though the seamen
brood over the loss of their comrade.

Captain Harold bade them get what rest they-

could, leaving one man on duty with him, and
said test he would take the night watches at the
helm, sleeping by day after laying their course
for them to steer.

So assed two days more and while the wind
was lowing fresh one night, the captain at the
helm with one man on deck, the other two were
aroused by the loud and startling cry:

“ Man overboard i”

The two men rushed upon deck to find the
night very dark, for the moon had not risen,
and a very high sea running. ,

The skies were overcast, and Captain Harold
held me helm, while the sloop was tearing

along at a terrific pace, carrying more sail than 4

s safe.

“My God lads, Denning is gone, poor follow!

I“ Quick, shorten sail so we can 0 about and
look for him,” said C tain Harolg.

The men prom tly 0 {ed the mainsail being
reefed down an the ji also, when the sleep
was easily handled. ‘

The two seamen then went aft to know how
their comrade had been lost, as 'the sloop was

ut back over her course to see if the poor fel-
ow uld be found.

“Th squall came down upon 11 most sud-
denly, men, just as we rushed nto a cry heavy
sea, and Denning went, forward to call yen,
when I heard him cry and saw him home
astern upon a huge wave.”

The two men placed themselves forwand on
either side and began to keep a close watch for
their lost comrade, while Captain Harold’s
lvloipe roseagain and again ina loud ringing

a! .

But thus the hour passed away, and the s100p
was put once more on her course, for all hope
of finding the unfortunate sailo was givsn up.

“One of you will have to constantly on
deck with me, man, after this,” said the ca tain.

Whether they suspectedhim or not, t was
certain that the two men remained close to-
gther for the next few days, while Captain

arold could find no excuse for being alone with
either one of them.

Then, as he was pretending to sleep one day,
he heard one say:

"When we sight the coast, mate, we will be
all right, and it will be our turn I”

Th 8 made Captain Harold suspicious, and so
he held well our the coast, though heading in a
northerly direction. ‘

“ It will be‘ my turn again,” he muttered.
" when I reach near enough to stand the rest of
the run home alone.”

' were significant words, and their im-
port will be better understood when the next
chapter has been perused. o r

. CHAPTER XX.
- .A snoonn vnnrmu.
\. Till home of Lieutenant Hamid Hartwell
was upon the shores of the bay in the environs
of the city,of B,-:-—. ‘ ~  ‘
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doors, for she was ambitions to be considered
rich, and to have a pleasant home to invite her
wealthy and aristocratic visitors to.

Mrs. Hartwell had said to her‘ friends that
her husband had gone away for his health, his
wound giving him trouble, and seeing no reason
to question the truth of the statement, no one
had done so.

Her little daughter also believed the same
thing, as did the servants.

But all noticed that the handsome wife of the
naval officer began to row anxious from some
reason as Lieutenant artwell did not return,
and that officer‘s health was repeatedly asked
after, people fearing he was etting worse.

One pleasant afternoon rs. Hartwell was
pacing up and d0wn the piazza, her face wear-
ing a troubled look, when her eyes fell upon a
little sloop heading into the bay and holding on
a course that would bring her to an anchorage
off the mansion, unless she was keepin close in
to get the advantage of a long tac , for [the
wind was from a quarter that compelled her to
beat in.

Something about the sleep attracted more
than ordinary attention from the handsome wo-
man.

It was a weather-beaten craft, showing signs
of hard knocks by the sea, and she carried
reefed sails though the wind was not very
strong.

Then too there was but one person visible
upon her decks, and he sat in the cockpit, his
hand upon the tiller. ‘

As the craft drew nearer Mrs. Hartwell grew
more and more interested in it, though just why
she was not able to explain'herself.

She went to the hallway and brought out
a glass, which she adjusted and turned upon
the little sloop, now not half a mile distant.

It was just sunset and the last glow fell upon
the face of the man at the helm, so that he was
revealed distinctly.

Hardly bad she leveled the gin when she
gave a startled cry, her face turned very white
and she seemed for a moment very unsteady
upon her feet.

Again however she leveled the glass, and then
from her lips came the words:

“ Yes, there is no mistake now—it is my hus-
band I“ '

She sat down, as though from weakness, her
eyes still riveted upon the man in the stern of
the sleep. ,-'

At last she said in a low tone: ' ‘

“ I dare not make known his coming, for he
appears to come alone.

‘ What does it mean?

“Has be gotten the treasure, or has misfor-
tune befallen him? .~

“ He certainly would not have gone in that
craft to the Bahamas, and surely‘he would not
brin his crew here.

“ gut where is his crew ?”

, She could not settle the question, soshe clasp—
ed her hands nervously together and waited.

She saw the sloop run in close to the shore in
the gathering gloom, int! and drop her anchor.

The man at the helm had run forward to let
ii the jib, and let fall the anchor, so this seemed
li e conclusive proof that but one person was on
board the sloop. ,

Then the mainsail came down with a run, and
she could see and hear no more as the shadows
deepened and shut out the harbor from her
View. ‘

It seemed hours that she waited, and yet it
was only minutes. ,

In her nervousness she arose and went out to
the gate.

Soon she saw a form approaching and he came
strai ht toward the gate.

" artwelli” she called.

“ Is that you, Celia?”

“Yes,” and she sprung toward him asking

quickly:

“ The treasure! have you got it?”

“ I have atreasure, yes.”

“ Heaven bless you, my noble husband,” and
.then she greeted him with the warmest aflec-

tion.

“ But how is it that you come alone in a small
vessel!”

.‘fjt is a long story, Celia, and first I have
much to do, for there is something to be taken
from the sloop, which I will then set adrift to
let whoever may wish to, claim her, for I desire
to get rid of the craft.”

' .But can she not be sold fora fair price?”

“Yes, but I will not take the risk, so do not

or it.
geTo-ni ht I will bring the treasure ashore,
and then will depart and return by coach to-

well was wild with joy, for hidden away in her
bosom was a fortune. to her, in jewelry, gems,
laces, silks and other valuables. _ .

The next evening the coach brought Lieu.»

tenant Hartwell home, and before he closed his, "

eyes his wife had from his lips his story. / 1
He made. no secret of the fa’ct that he had
added to the sin of treachery to Claude Cassiday

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four seamen of the sloop had gone overboard
to their death, aided by a b10w from him.

“The secret had tmbe buried, Celia, and so
when near enough to port to run in alone I pre-
pared to get rid of the remaining two.

" They were suspicious of me and planned my
death, feeling convinced that the sloop had
treasure on board.

“But I was armed and had them at a

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disadvantage, and here I am with my secret

and my treasure.”

“ Yes, and how much is this treasure worth,
Hartwell?"

“ Fully fifty thousand.”

'“ So little?”

“ Well, We have yet the other one.”

“ True, and you must ask for an extended
leave, Hartwell, and go again.

' " We have made the venture and the sin will
he no greater to get the other, and with it we
can live in the luxury I have so long dreamed
of

business-like manner.

“ The sooner the better, I suppose.”

“ Certainly.”

“ Then I shall a ply for a continued leave.”

“ And the vesse you lost?”

“ Will never be heard of again, and the
owners must lose her, for I went under an as-
sumed name, no (me, knowing me.”

“ Do the same again, but lose no time, for
the treasure must be ours now, Hartwell, cost
what it may.”

And just two weeks after, Harold Hartwell I

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CHAPTER XXI.

THE BOY FUG ITIVE.

IT is now time to return to the brave little lad
whom the buccaneers called Pinto, after the re-
markable rescue by Miguel Santa.

It will be remembered that the man who was
looked upon as the cruelest and wickedest man
in the buccaneer band, had shawn the same ugly
spirit toward the lad, even as after his act of
self-sacrifice which made known that Santo was
innocent of the rescue of the prisoners.

But Miguel Saute had acted for a purpose,
which was to save the boy without attracting
the slightest suspicion upon himself.

The cruel wretch after all had a soft spot in
his heart, and so itfiwas he had plotted to save the
bog who had saved his life at the risk of his own.

6 had done all in his power toaid the boy
after his' escape, for he had selected his own
stench surf-skiff, a whale-boat, which was well
decked over, carried a mainsail and jib, and
could stand very rough seas and a hard blow.

He had furnished it well, put in a musket and
pistols as well as fishing lines and ammunition,
while he had set a small compass in a battle
lantern in the deck before where the young
helmsman had sat.

Added to this he tied to the end of the tiller a
bag of money, so that the boy would not be
penniless when he reached a port.

When it was dark he had c irried the boat
around to the secret basin and then, as has been

A seen, rescued the boy in a way that would lead

to the belief that he had slipped the irons over
his small hands and feet, bent the grating in the
window so asto through and had stolen
the whale-boat in which to put to sea.

As there was a fair wind b10wing, and no-
thing but small boats in which to pursue,
Miguel Santo held no fearof the youth being
overtaken, and he only hoped he could escape
the dangers of the sea as well and reach some
port in safety. 1 ,

He was well aware that the boy could handle

\a boat as well as he could, and was a bold and
fearless sailor, so he hoped for the best.

At any rate he had done his duty in setting
him free, and would thus keep his conscience
clear.

' Under such auspices it was that Pinto made
his escape from the buccaneer island. I

_ He 'went to Work after drop ing the island
hstern with the air of one who new what was
before him and ust how to master it.

The boat was eaded on a course which would
keep the islands near and bring him out in the
line of vessels near the Great Abaco.

This was his purpose, and he meant to stick to
it at all hazards.

His first rest was on an island after he had
dropped the buccaneer retreat out of sight.

He ran in until he came to u harbor, and then
anchoring had his first breakfast, and sought
rest, which he needed.

It was late in the afternoon when he awoke,

- and his first act was to look around the horizon

for a sail.
Not one was in sight.
, Then he had his dinner and supper all in one,
 set sail and lighting his lantern, set out n n a
course according to his knowledge of the land

waters. '

Until late into the night he held on, and than
anchor, made all shipshape and turned
in until down- - -
Againrhe resumed his flight. and thus kept on.

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them when there was ugly weather brewing. !

Reaching a pleasant stopping-place one after-

noon in the face of a coming storm, he found a :

safe anchorage, made all shipshape, and awaited
the breaking of the hurricane. i

It came with terrific force, and Pinto congrato f
ulated himself as he sat in his little boat through
the. long hours of the night that he had not been
caught away from a harborlige. ‘ :

The hurricane lasted for days, and Pinto '
never left his haven of refuge, for he was wise
beyond his years.

At last the storm blew itself out, the sea ran i

down, and the boy began the same course of i
! ly, the small boat of the boy adventurer

easy runs from island to island.

His larder held well, for he was not extrava—
gant with his food, and the casks were refilled
with fresh water at the islands.

He fished often too for food, and managed to
get some game on the larger islands and this
helped amazingly.

Thus weeks passed away and he knew that he
was nearing the vicinity where he was likely to
be sighted by passing vessels.

One night he came to an island, which had
been visited before, and a sad remembrance was
there in the graves before him. .

He read the names of the dead, cut into an 1
oar-blade, and also painted upon the rocks.

How little he dreamed that his father had
been upon that very island, the sole survivor of
the cutter’s crew who had left the vessel-of—war
in searching for the haunts of buccaneers.

Then he read what was painted upon the
rocks, which was as follows, after giving the 1
names of the dead:

“The crew of acutter sent out from the United 1
States sloopof—war Emerald, under command of ,
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island. and alone performed the last sad rites for 1
his unfortunate shipmates." ‘

“ LieutenanvClaude Cassida ?

“ My father’s name, and a lieutenant in the i
United States Navy? How strange!” dried the i
hoy fugitive, as he stood regarding the‘ letter-
ing on the rock near the graves of the cutrer’s
crew.

For a long while be regarded the graves and
the name of his father, his own name, recalled
vividly the past to him, his happy home and
parents and his little sister Helen. ~~

He codld not understand how it was that his
father was a lieutenant on board of a United
States sloop-of-war, if it was his father.

It was several days before little Claude could
prevail upon himself to leave the island, so
thorou hly did his father's name upon the
rocks old him there with a fascination he
found it hard to resist.

He seemed even to take. comfort in being
near the graves of those who had been his
father’s comrades.

But,at lastrhe resumed his way once more,
running out through the break in the reef by
which he had entered, and holding on as before
toward the point where he hoped to find aid.

At last he was compelled to to leave the last
island, with no other in sight or ahead.

He must make a bold venture, and he on-
tered upon it fearlessly. ,

'All through the nig it be sailed and when the
mornin dawned he was upon the wide ex-
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CHAPTER XXII.
PICKED UP. v

IT had been over' six weeks since Pinto, as I
will still call him, had left the island of the hue-
caneers. ' ‘

His revisions had run 10w, and but for the
game e had shot on the islands, and his daily
fishing, would have been all gone.

Several days of scanty food only remained to
him. and the rough usage his little craft had
received had strained it into leaking, so that he
Rad to work hard \at bailing it out every few

ours

Still the daring young adventurer had boldly
faced the sea and its terrors in his last run for
safety.

He had determined to run across the course
for vessels, making, if he failed to find any, for
the Florida Coast.

He hoped to make the run and miss a blow,
ago he started purposely just after a severe
s rm. '

The first night out he dropped all land out of
sight, and yet he did not low his splendid pluck
when the dawn revealed a vast use around him,
with not even a seabird in sight. ‘

Toward the afteran the heavens began to
look theatening,’ and the boy’s experience,
tvloung as he was, told him that he was going to

ave a blow.

The more he observed the clouds the more he
became convinced that there was a terrible
storm before him.

So he lay to and began to get his boatas
shineba as ible to meet the tempest.

He d a] he could to meet the ev nt, then
bailed the ‘boat out dry, and under mergy a jib,
went on his way, while the skies darkened over

' than usefulness, and upon her decks were only a
j dozen men.

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taken by the lad.

The craft was a schooner of sixty tons, and
she bowled along under reefed mainsail and jib,
all ready for the fury with the elements.

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storm was a man in sailor attire, and evidently
her commander.

The lookout had hailed the deck with the re-
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near the coral islands of the Bahamas. i-
So she had run off before the gale, expecting ' ‘
when the tempest came in all its fury to be '
driven still further away from her course. 
The discovery of the whale-boat under sail was L
a surprise to every one in the schooner. "
The craft was pitching along in a very rough

speed out of her in the stiff gale then blowing,

It could be seen that but one person was vis-
ible in the boat and what could bring him
there so far f-om a haven in a craft seemingly
so frail was what puzzled the crew of the
schooner.

The clouds darkened still more, the wind
blew stronger and stronger and the sea ran high-
er and higher, while the two craft drove on.

It was evident that the helmsman of the little
boat did not know of the schooner astern of him,
or if so was indifferent to her presence, for he
held on unswervingly on his course and kept his
staggering boat well in hand.

At last he turned suddenly as though conscious
instinctively of human presence near, and be-
held the schooner now a quarter of a mile away.

He took a hasty view of the vessel and then
held on as before, seeing that the schooner
would soon overhaul him and knowing the _
danger of attempting to wear around in the. g s.
heavy sea then following him. .  .

Soon after came a hail from the schooner. » '

“ Boat ahoy !” r i

“ Abby the schooner,” came'in a clear boyish
voi'Ce.

“ Where from and whither bound?”

“ I’d like to be picked up just-now, sir, in the .
face of the hurricane,” came back the so.-

“Ahoy, my brave lad, we’ll run by and lay
to, and then come up under our lee.”

“Ay, ay, sir.”

“ Are you alone?"

“ All alone, sir.” , ;‘

Then the schooner swept by and every eye was ‘5’
riveted upon the brave young mariner. 

“What about his boat, sir?” asked the mate "f_
of the captain. 

But the latter had gone into his cabin. ‘ .  “(i g

The schooner swept on, and then lay to. and " 7",;
the whale-boat was run up under her, and a ; i
rope thrown was skillfullzoiaught by the lad. .

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wreck, and Pinto swung himself up to, the

deck of the. schooner, leaving his little craft to,
the mercy of the waves. _ ' A 
“The captain has sent word he wishes ho. '
see you in t ecabin, my lad, for he is as anxionn' "
as we all are to know how so young a sailor“ 
comes to be abroad at sea," said the mate, as ~h. r ’
gra the hand of the  x ‘ "
“ am a fugitive, sir, mm a buccaneerl’r'a-
treat; but I will go and see the captain,”l'nd , *2
Pinto walked aft with the mate, and was soon
ushered into the cabin of the schooner Inhibit ,
had so timely come along to take him froni hid a.
rilous situation, and not any toosoon, fortha (--
urricane was 11 n them now, and the lad saw
his little craft riven furiously. before it, ash.
stepped dewn into the cabin while the W
looked to the care of his vesse , which bravely
met the shock. I ‘ ' 

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Pinto, as he went flyigg into the cabin ‘0 flat
schooner in a very u ignifled manner, hurlhd"
forward by the leap of the vessel when  .-
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“ My God ijyou are Pinto!” the capthln cried-
and realizing that the storm _was  moi.
severe than he had anticipated, he a;
deck to see to the safety of his  
Pinto had at once followed him, and the so“
was an appalling one now. “ . > A ‘.
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was full of driving spray, and above was ‘
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" cred that the buccaneers were in chase in my

‘ out this vessel with all dispatch to go again to
r V started upon.

mission is to find a treasure I buried there some

V ' but I do not care for them to know
' in you so good an ally and friend, and you may
,‘be sure I will do all in my power for you, only

’keep our secret from the men and
'  them know We have ever met before.

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“ . ate in his manner to the lad.

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, their escape from the island, and how nobly
‘ .,M nel Santo had behaved toward him.‘

- tion and said:
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dragged from the top of one wave to another by
the little jib which still held firmly.

“Port! port your helm I” yelled the mate in '
alarm.

“Hardl hard aportl if we strike her she will
knock a. hole in our bows!" shouted Captain
Harold.

The two men at the wheel obeyed promptly,
but in that mad sea the schooner did not
promptly mind her helm. and the next instnnt
there came a crashing of timbers and the sharp
bows of the vessel cut down the little craft and
swept over her.

“ Sound the pumps, carpenter!" came the or-
der of Captain Harold, and all breathlessin
awaited the report.

It seemed a long time before the carpenter re-
appeared, and all broke forth in cheers at his
words:

“ No damage done, sirl”, _

As the schooner had met the first blow of the l
hurricane so well, and danger was comparri— ‘
tively over, Captain Harold soon left thedei-k to ‘
his first officer and returned to his cabin, heck-
onin Pinto to follow him.

“ y boy, I am more than happy to have in
part returned the great service you rendered me,
and to explain away now what seemed on my
side a. most cruel desertion of you,” and Captain
Harold warmly grasped the hands of the
youth. ,

Pinto was surprised, and after its first flush he i
seemed pleased. 1

He had liked Captain Harold from the first, I,
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was a blow to _him that_ he had not gotten '
Over.

Now the words of the officers showed that 3
there was a mistake, that he had not purposely 
left him to the mercy of the buccaneers after he 1
had risked his life to save him and his fellow

prisoners.
“ I did think hard of you. sir, most hard, at
your desertion of me,” he said.
“ It was not my fault, my brave boy, but my
men were the guilty ones.
“ They possessed themselves of the arms you
ave me, and the moment you had gone, said
e‘y Would not wait your return.
‘ I was covered by a pistol, and the sloop was
lowered into the basin. '
“ Then they seized the cars and rowed away
with all speed.
“ Ones out of danger, I supposed that I would
be given command again, but they sailed the
Vessel themselves until one day it was discov-

own schooner.
“ They were very eager then to give me the ,
command again, and I managed to save the;
sloop from capture. > ‘
“ We were picked up at sea soon after and I
upon landing, returned to my home and fitted

 

had first
“‘I do not mind telling you, Pinto, that my

the Bahamas on the mission which

years ago when my vessel was wrecked.

“ I have a good craft here and picked men.
yet just
what I go for, while I am more than glad to find

do not let
' “ In this way you can the greater aid me, my

 “.Now tell me h0w it isI find you at seaas I

' Pinto at once felt most kindly toward the
he had no reason to doubt.
and he told him of all that had occurred after

- ecaptain listened with the deepest atten-
“You are a brave boy, Pinto, and will make

you were not able to get
, valuables to b ng with on?”
I forgot to tell you, sir, t at I did have some

Ed, or rather tied the bag of money to the tiller
me to find it there."
 “ He was kind indeed, but you deserved it.”
fiAin$you got what was in the sloop, did you
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“ There was nothing there, Pinto, that I could

"Under the cabin fioor sirl”
. , “Nothing, and as the sloop was leaking badly

'“ Unless some of the buccaneers .on the island

31m am in the sloop," said Pinto firmly.
".I y wish I could have found it; but I

_ ,os you are to be my adopted son in the
re, on] for the present keep our secret.”
{‘I will 0 as you say, sir,” was the confiding ‘
so of the lad, who could not read the blue I
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Captain Harold, Pinto and four oarsmen.

CHAPTER XXIV.
WHICH WAS THE TRAITOR?

THE story of Pinto was made known to the
crew of the schooner, to the effect that be had
been the captive of buccaneers and had escaped
in the whale~boat.

Nothin was said as to his having before met
Captain arold, and the crew suspected nothing
of the kind.

The first mate was the owner of the schooner,
and it had been chartered by the naval lieuten-
ant to go on a special nllSSlOIl.

This mission the mate knew, and he had been
told enough to cause him to believe that the one
who chartered his craft was in the Government
Service, and was sent for a treasure from a wreck-
ed vessel.

He had his own crew with him, his officers

being his son and son-in—law.
, Or course he took second place when Harold
assumed command, and he was to be Well paid
for his services, having already received a bonus
that was a liberal one.

Such was the situation of Harold Hartwell’s

of Lieutenant Claude Cussiday.

\Vhen the storm had blown itself out the
schooner, which was as fleet as a bird and
station as a frigate, was ut away, as Harold
said, in search of the islanr .

He had a motive in saying that he had to
hunt for the island, and which motive will soon
be made known.

The schooner held on her way until a. large
island appeared off her starboard how.

It was a couple of miles in length and of good
width, while the shores were higher than those
of the other islands, holder and more rugged.

Then there was plenty of vegetation here and
there and Captain Hartwell told his mate that
he believed it was the island he sought.

He had in his favor the fact that the one he
really did seek was a similar one if still many
leagues away. .

A boat was lowered therefore, when the
schooner dropped anchor, and Pinto was told
by the captain to accompany him ashore.

As the lad went below, Captain Harold said
to his first officer:

“I hardly believe that yonder island is the
one; but that boy urges me to land there as he
says the bucraneers told him when they cruised
by it that a large treasure was buried there.

“ l‘Iow he urges in going so earnestly that I
will not refuse, but hope we will not find it a
phage haunt, as we are unprepared for fight-
ing.

“Yes, Captain Harold, our strength is only
in our speed,” the mate replied, with an admir-
in glance at his beautiful vessel.

go the boat put off from the schooner, hearing

A landing was made after some difficulty,
and while the four oarsmen were left to saunter
about near the boat the captain and Pinto went
on up into the island to reconnOiter.

After awhile Captain Harold suggested that
they should rest, and then asked:

“ How is it, Pinto, that you s eak English per-
fect]?! when you are a Spanish 0y?”

“ am not a Spanish boy, air,” was the an.
swer.

“ Indeed! I had supposed that on were.”

“ No, sir, I am an American.” y

“ Ah! can that be possible?”

“Yes, sir, like you I was the captive of the
buccaneers. ’

“ How came you to be captured, Pinto?"

“ My father was then a merchant captain
sir, trading among the West Indies, and I row
ashore one day in the gig, when our vessel was
becalmed, here in the Bahama waters.

’ “I got into a strong current and was borne
away, for the island prevented being seen,
and night coming on I was utterly osr.

“ Two days after I was picked up by Captain
Kent, the Bahama Buccaneer, and he made a ,
pirate of me, I suppose, for I cruised with him
often, and sometimes was left at the island re-
treat.” ~

“(ng your parents must believe you to be

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“ Yes, sir, and it will he a ,glad surprise for
them to see me turn up again.

“It will indeed be, my brave boy: but it is
stran e our father never searched for you?”

" e oubtless did do so, sir, and only on my
way from the island the other day. I came upon
an sland where there were anumber of graves,
the crew of the United States sloop-of-war
Emerald, and my father’s name was there as
the officer in command, while there was painted
upon the rocks the statement that he was the
sole survivor of the party; but you look ill, sir,
and I guess the hot sun is too much for you?”

“ No. I recalled friends and remembered
the death of a friend most dear to me, for 1—”

He paused with the sentence unfinished, and
Pinto said:

“Perha you knew my father, sir; his name
was Clan e Cassiday ,

Captain Harold had risen quickly and turned
his back upon the boy.

PI“ #3 thought I heard the sound of a distant gun,
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“No, sir, it was the surf striking upon the.

rocks, I guess.”

“ Perhaps 80; but I willjnnkc my way to yon»
(lcr hilltop and take a look around the sea, while
you make a thorough Search of the island, from
this side beginning yonder and going around to
the north.

“Iwill begin my circuit as soon as I come

down from the rocks, and meet you upon the
other side of the island.
“ If you get your half done first, wait for me

there, as I will for you, and then we can return ,-
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to the boat.”
“ Yes, sir, but what am I to search for?”
“ Any signals, marks on the rocks, or graves?”
“I will, sir,” and Pinto walked off in the di-
rection indicated by Captain Harold, who
watched his going until he had disappeared,
ggd then started off at a rapid pace for the
at.

The men saw him coming soon after at a run.

and sprung to their arms.

“Quick, men, shove off, for this is a pirates"

nest," he cried excitedly.

“ And the lad, sir?"

“ That boy is a traitor, a young pirate, for he
urged my Coming here, and by accident I dis
covered his treachery.

“ Row for your lives men, for that boy pirate
has betrayed usl” cried the captain of the Gold-
Sleeker as he waved to his schooner to give the.
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CHAPTER XXV.
A TRAITOR'S TRIUMPH.

THE first mate of the schooner was startled to
see the boat coming back at the full speed at
which the four oarsmen could drive it.

He called t to his 801), the second mate, that
something had gone wrong, and then turned his
glass upon the bout.

“ There is one missing from the boat,” he
said.

“ Who is it?” asked the second mate.

“ The boy."

“ Ah! what can the matter be?"

“ I do not know, but the captain is waving as
though for us to get up anchor and raise sail.

“ All hands ahoy to get under way!” cried.
the first mate. .

The order was obeyed ,with alacrity by the
crew, and as the boat came nearer a hail eime-

, across the waters. ’

“ Schooner, abby!”

“Ay, ay, sir!”

“The island is a pirates’ nest, so crowd on to-
fly for our livesl”

“ Ay, ay, sir!” and as the boat ran alongside
of the schormer the anchor was speak and she
began to move through the waters.

“ Which way shall I steer, sir?"

“ Straight away from the island, and set every
stitch of canvas she will carry."

“ Ay, ay, sir i” and the. mate gave the paces-r
sary orders.

In a few minutes more the schooner was how]-
ing along under full canvas, heading away from
the island which Captain Harold had called a
“ pirates’ nest."

“ Where is the boy, sir, if I may make so
bold?" said the mate, coming aft to where the
captain stood, his face flushing and paling by
turns. and his look one of intense anxiety.

“ Mr. Rathburn, that boy is a born pirate."

“ Indeed, sir?” ,

“Yes, he is none other than a decoy of the.
Bahama Buccaneers.”

“ I do not understand how, Cu tain Harold.”

“ Well, to explain, he was pic ed up by us,
after having been blown away from his island
rendezvous.

“ His story that he was an escaped prisoner
from the Buccaneers of the Bahamas was all non-
sense, and as he urged it, I concluded to land
here and see if I was right in my surmise that
it was the island I sought.

“ I left the men at the boat, while he led the
way in to the island in a way that excited my
sus icion. ‘ ‘

‘ After awhile he proposed that I should go
over to the further beach, while he went in
another direction, and I pretended to agree, but
watched him.

“I saw him start in a run, as soon as he ‘

deemed himself out of my sight, and I climbed
upon a hill where there was a thicket and
watched him.

“ It was not long before he was joined by half
a dozen men, and they talked earnestly together,
and I saw them leave the led and hurry away.

“ Then I discovered the topmasts of a schooner
over in the basin beyond, and saw that boughs
of trees were bound u n them to cause them to:
look like the thicket a at them.

. “I at'once knew that the boy was a traitor,
that the island was a-pirates’ retreat, and their
schooner was getting ready to run around and
capture our vessel.

‘ I ran with all speed to the boat and we have,
thank HeaVen, escaped them, as their vessel;
cannot get around the island for an hour or
more, and it will be dark within that time,
while we have at least twa leagues the start.”

“ I congratulate you, Captain Harold, for we
have indeed had a narrow escape, as the schoon-
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dan er.

“ t was a close call, sir,” said the mate, turn-
ing his glass upon the island, now growing dim
in the distance.

At last he said:

“ See, sir! is not that some one upon that high
point waving to us?"

The captain took the glass and turned it upon
the distant island.

There, upon a high point was a form, and he
was waving wildly toward the rapidly receding
schooner.

He had his coat in one hand, cap in the other
and waved them unceasingly.

The captain caught one glimpse of the form,
and though he kept his glass upon the island, he
would not gaze upon that solitary form.

He also turned his face as much as possible
away from Mate Rathburn, as though he did
not wish him to see its paleness.

“ It is the boy, Captain Harold, and he is
waving to us.

“ I see him, sir, and if you wish to return for
him do so, only the responsibility is not mine,”
was the sharp repl .

“ My dear sir, have no desire to run into a
hornets’ neat, but only spoke as I recognized the
boy. He evidently does not think you know of his
treachery and is trying to lure us back.”

boy.
the pirate schooner, for she must soon come into
view around one end of the island or the other."

“The southerly end I should think, sir, with
the wind where it is.”

“ Yes, but with this long start I feel no dread
“of being overhauled, Rathburn.”

“ Nor I, sir, for my schooner is a flyer as you
have seen.

“Still the Bahama‘ Buccaneers have fleet
vrafta I have heard, and I am glad night is
coming on to give us a chance to dod 9 them.”

“ So am I,” and Captain Harold stil ke t his
glass upon the island. &

Still, had the mate watched him close] , or
been suspicious that all was not right, he would
have seen that the glass steadilv avoided bring-
ing into its focus the form of the boy upon the
rocks, the poor fellovv who had been so cruelly
deserted by Captain Haroll who had made up
his mind that nothing should stand between
him and the getting of the C issiday legacy.

All eyes anxiously watched the ends of the
island, expecting to seen. large armed schooner
swee around in chase; that is, all eyes but one,
fgr t at one knew that there was no schooner
t ere.

But the gathering of night shades soon shut
the island out of sight and no schooner appear-
-ed in chase.

Still on swept the gold-seeking craft until all
alleged danger of the pirates’ coming was
and the seamen of the vessel turned in, that
night, thankful that their captain had saved
‘them from capture by the buccaneers, and
wondering that the strange lad had proven so
treacherous.

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CHAPTER XXVI.
AT LASII'.

Tn prett and s edy schooner, the destinies
-of which arold artwell held control over,
sped on its way through the night, after its
iii ht from the island where Pinto ,had been
le t under a false charge.

The course had been several times changed
during the night, as though to throw a pursuer
ofl.’ their track, and when dawn came the-ch00!)-
-er was running wall and mth‘a‘ chain of islands
of! to starboard several leagues.

Captain Harold came on deck after breakfast
and had a haggard look, as though he had pass-
ed a bad night.

He hdd been unable to sleep for thinking of
“the. boy whom he had a second time deserted. for
his conscience had not yet become hardened to
am. it

He had deserted the boy before on the bucca-

‘ neer island, leaving him in danger of death for

,aiding in the seen of the buccaneer prisoners.
But now he he done a still more cruel thing
in deserting him upon a desolate island where
he could but starve to death, and throu h the
night the handsome face of the brave la , as he
saw it last in full trustfulness of him, when they
rted upon the island, came upon him in a
munting way that drove sleep from his eyelids.
He would half-way slumber to awake with a

, start as he saw the youthful form on the rocks

waving wildly for him not to desert him. ,
.But the‘morning came at last and the light
dispelled the {phantoms of aguilty mind and

cart.
“ The. boy’s living would ruin all,” he muttered
to, himself.
He recalled that the lad was the son of Claude

‘Casslct’iéy, whom he had. determined to rob,
as

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he had been by his wife, of the whole
legacyof the dead sailor whose half

had been
9 boy had them: himself capable of brave

'  hots andamiud farbe and his years.

Should he return‘to mother and sister. per-

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pect that all was not right and bring him to
judgment.

At least so the guilty mind of Harold Hartwell
conjured up trouble ahead for him.

So it was best to get rid of the boy and thus
shut out all dread in that direction.

He had fallen through the temptations of his
wife, and he had sinned most grievously once he
had embarked in the robbery of his dead com-

’ rado’s wife and children.

He had gotten hold of the treasure in the
sloop, and more, he had taken life ruthlessly to
destroy all traces of his wrong-(icing.

Again when on his gold hunt, Pinto had cross-
ed his path in a strange way, driven by a mys-
terious fate, and it lay in his power to remove
him.

True, he could have taken the lad back with
him, given him a small share of the treasure
which should have all been his, and thus had his
secret kept inviolate.

But Harold Hartwell had become avaricious
in the extreme and he wished no one to share
with him the fortune he longed to get possession

of. -

With the treasure from the sleep the legacy
of Claude Cassiday would make him a very rich
man, and his wife could shine in gems superior
to the wealthiest ladies of the land, his beauti-
ful little daughter Celeste could grow up to be
one of the richest heiresses, while he could pass
his latter days in luxury, honored by all.

This brilliant anticipation brought out of
gloom the acts by which his riches were to be
obtained, and the “still small voice of con-
science ” was ke t down by the man who had
played such a b0 (1 and wicked game to win.

All seemed favorable now for him to secure
the treasure, and could be but get it, then the
bright glimmer of the (gold, the brilliant sparkle
of the gems, would rive away the darkest
memories of how he had obtained it.

The schooner was fleeter than the former
one, and he felt that he need have no dread
of the officers and crew as in' the former expedi-
tion, while he could distance pursuit if not crip-
pled by a shot or a storm.

So the haggard look soon passed away from
the face of Harold Hartwel , and he walked
the deck with a cheerful air, congratulating
Mute Rathburn upon their escape again and
again.

The island which he knew had been the haunt
of the pirates was given a wide berth, and the
one which the chart of Claude Cassiday told
him was ~where the hidden riches lay was the one
which he now headed for.

When in the sloop he had been within almost
grasp of the t easuie, to be driven away by the
coming after im of the buccaneer pursuers who
so nearly recaptured him.

Now the way seemed clear to him and his
spirits rose as he neared the “ promised land.”

The island was sighted just at sunset, and
the schooner held on her way steadily under a
fair breeze.

The land loomed up ahead until at last it was
decided to drop anchor.

Unable to sleep. and anxious to go ashore,
Harold Hartwell told Mate Rathburn that he
would take the small boat and row to a landing,
while he could follow at dawn with a crew,
armed with picks and shovels for digging up the
treasure. .

Alone he went in the boat, and, a good oars-
man, he went along swiftly and steadil until he
came near enough to see where be can make a
landing.

At length be rounded a bold headland and en-
tered a small bay.

But he stopped rowing with startling sudden-
ness, for a vmce broke upon his ears.

It was voice in song singing a Spanish bal-
lad whic he had heard often before.

Then peering ahead through the darkness the
outlines of a large vessel became visible.

He quickly, and as noiselessly as possible
rowed to the headland, landed and made his
way along the shore keeping in the shadow of

the overhanging foiage‘ on the point, which '

curved inland and formed the harbor.

Soon he came to a position from which 1i hts
flashed upon his astonished gaze and with a it-
ter oath he hurried forth.

“ The buccaneers are here on this Treasure
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CHAPTER xxvn.
FOILED.’

Ir was some time before Captain Harold could
move from the spot where be ad made the, to
him, terrible discovery that the Buccaneers of
the Bahamas had made their retreat upon the
very island where was hidden the legacy of
Claude Cassiday.

At first it seemed like a judgment u :1 him
and he was almost crushed‘under the bi w.

But after awhile he rallied his strength and be-
gan to look about him. _ .

He would not go that far and not know all, in
wit?! igutwdsahlagden id 1

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He would therefore push forward, and see all
there was to discover.

Quietly he wmt along the shore, keeping in
the shadow until he got near enough to see that
there Were two schooners at anchor in the little
harbor, and some small boats \\ ere hauled upon
the shore out of reach of an ordinary tide.

He soon saw that ihi' smaller schooner was
the craft which the buccaneers had captured
from him.

This left no doubt as to the piratc’s being the
band under Captain Kent.

While a prisoner of the buccaneers he had
learned that they chose their retreats upon
account of their strength of position and easy
access to and escape from them, while they did
not remain very many months upon any one
island. ~

Nearer and nearer he crept until he came to
the landinglfrom the schooners, and making his
way up into the island, he saw lights which
showed the cabin homes of the pirates. g _

The chart of Claude Cassiday marked the
hiding-place of his treasure legacy at the other
end of the-island: but it also stated that a land—
ing could not be made anywhere except in the
basin, or harbor, and this was not visible to any ‘
one u n a vessel’s deck half a mile off-shore.

So arold Hartwell knew that he could se-
cretly land by night and get the treasure.

How long the buccaneers would remain upon
the island, he had no means of knowing.

Perhaps they might remain a month, perhaps
six months.

Suddenly he wheeled and retraced his way
quickly.

He almost ran along the shore, for a sudden
thought had seized him, and he was anxious to , .
carry it out. - , -‘

As he reached his boat he grew more calm
and mufliing his oars with his coat, he row ' I;
out of the harbor. “ ~,

Turning the point he headed straight for the ‘ 
schooner, and soon came within hail. 'fl-:

He anSWered Mate Rathburn’s hail romptly,’
and then startled that officer by or ering the
boat hung at once, the anchor up, sail set and
to sail away with all dispatch. .

Oflicer Rathburn obeyed the orders promptly,
and the men were personally warned about me
in any unnecessary noise. i

hen the schooner was in full flight the gold-
seeker said: ‘
“ Qflioer Bathburn, our voyage is a fruitless
one. ‘

“ Indeed, captain 1”

“ It certainly is.”

“ May I ask h0w so?”

“ Well, there is not only a buccaneer retreat
upon the island I visited, but two armed schoon-
ers, and it was very fortunate I was not seen or
the resence of our vessel discovered.”

“ ou astonish me, Captain Harold.”

“I was astonished myself, Rathburn, and I
fill ynou these islands are filled with sea-out.

WI.

Then Harold told all that he had discovered,
and added: ~ . ‘

“ Now head at once for home.”

I: gor (gharllesatgghsirr’ h '

ee,or pa oute riceafgreed
upon, and then make the? vyenture inpa era and
with a crew strong enough to meet these sea-
flends and not have to run from them.” ‘

“A good idea, Captain Harold; but I only
wish it was so that you could fit out this schooner ‘
as a cruiser to make the run in, and I could get , ,
the crew." ‘ ;

Harold was silent a moment, as in deep . 
thought, for the offer was a tempting one to , r‘ "

him. !‘
But then he remembered that he was not his . '.
own master, that he no longer felt the wound
which had ined for him a leave twice exhad- . -
ed, and the it would be impossible to longer de-
la‘ his return to his duties.  ,
hen an idea came upon him to return under“ .
circumstances which would be to his credit, and  
he said: ' F ‘
“I would like to do as you suggut,0fliorr ' r
Ratbburn, but the truth is it is not in my power 
to do so. " r '
“I must return with all dis tch, so crowd
on all sail for Charleston, an make port as
soon as you possibly can." ~
“ I will do :0, air,” was the answer, and the 
schooner was kept crowded with canvas for ' is
the rest of the run. 7* V ‘
She had fair winds all the way, and hardly . -
had she dropped anchor one evening 08 Charles- r.
ton, when a vessel was seen getting up anchor
for a run to 'Philadelphia, then the seat of
Government of the United States. v. "
He had just time to pay off Mate Rathbum‘
and get aboard the Philadelphia-bound craftp
and three weeks after Mrs. Hartwell was, '
delighted at receiving a letter from her‘
husband. . ~ 
It showed that he had returned from his ~. ;
king voyage and was on his way home, orit

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returned with all haste and to-day reported hereahto ; descended to the shore and went on his walk

the naval secretary, asking to be given a comm
tor a special cruise.

“I stated thatI had information from a secret
source, and a chart, which would enable me to find
the Secret rendezvous of a band of Bahama Buc—
caneers, and wished to cruise at once to attack their
stron rhold.

“ T e naval secretary took the proposition at once
to heart and l believi- will give me a command if
there is a suitable Vesm'l within reach.

“I will write you as soon as it is decided what
will be done. and in the mean 'ime feel no fear that
our prize is lost, for without the chart it could never
be found i feel assured."

Such was the letter and Mrs. Hartwell could
only grin and hear the delay and hope for the
best in the end.

CHAPTER XXVIII.
IN DESPAIR.

PINTO, when he left Captain Harold, went
quickly on his way to obey the order given him
by his intended destroyer.

Not the shadow of a suspicion filled his breast
against the man, after the story he had told of
why he had Men deserted upon a former occa-
slon after the great services he had rendered.

He believed Harold to be his best friend, and
looked forward soon to meeting his parents and
sister before many weeks would have gone by.

Young as he had been when lost from the
schooner commanded by his father, and with so
many scenes crowded into his life in the three
years which had gone by since then, he could
. not ]but recall his early boyhood but indistinc-
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another. the manly look of his father, and dear
little Helen with her lisping tones and pretty

Ways. -

And these he hoped to see before very long, to
tell .hem that he had actually been a boy pirate
since he left home.

True, he had never raised his hand against

the defenseless, but be bid been in many a com-
bat upon a ship’s deck and had reallv mingled
with the red-handed fiends among whom his lot
’had been cast.
He would be glad to forget all this, he felt,
once he could get away from the scenes, and he
would be most willing to serve as pilot to any
vessel-of-war that would be sent to hunt down
the Buccaneers of the Bahamas.

Such had been the thoughts and ho of the
unfortunate b0 after he had been pic ed up by
. the schooner 0 Harold Hartwell.

' He seemed to feel that after all he had passed
through, his life was being spared to some great
and good accomplishment. ‘

So he went on his way around the island, and
never once looked back toward the guilty man
who was lotting his death.

_ b, He haw goine gaming
3 I 0 came a ag u
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over a mile when
tting out from the
' 13W Togo our it was impossible, and so he
"  «climbed up the steep hills upon his right to
 - go round the spur and return to the beach
' , a n.
" ' V e at last reached a place which he could at
,gver, and reaching the top found that be h a
' nd view from there.
;, looked about him with admiration, and
.' then turned to see if he could discover the
schooner over on the other side of the island.
  sight that met his vision brought a loud

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"  - 'Shc has eserted us!” he cried, and he
.gwstched the schooner as Ihe was speeding away
 the island. '
" He then looked about him to discovers reason
supposing that some vessel coming in sight had
caused her hasty departure.
., But the place where he stood was the highest
- point on the island and commanded a view in
rcvnefl' direction as far as the eye could reach,
j: d skits vision ended upon the horizon of sea
J“ Y9.
 What had caused the schooner to go away
fund leave them, unless it was to desert them.
"for he still believed that Ca tuin Harold
 also been deserted, along w tn the boat’s

.W.

*"f He did not look like a man todosomean
 act,” he said, referring to Officer R-lthbu rn.

‘ Watching the. schooner he Wondered if she
wasnot going around to seek a better anchorage,
and he sought to find some trace in the sky 0 a
  00ml storm. , ,

I" But the skies were cloudless, and the sun was
 going toward the horizon undimmod by the

trite-t haze. 1

. 5;  airing of! his jacket and cap he waved them
again and again i _
,j. But in response he saw the schooner’l topmils
H Ignt up and; knew that she was but hastening
‘ - ‘W tbc'moro rs idly.

‘ he w t all 030m ,
 were useless. and be ad to return and
- magma Harold before u ht came on.

r . jfld‘ concluded at last to goon around the isl-
j  _ “belie hail beeumdirec {id to do, and thus
.3} a?  9 on n‘ csooncr. '

~lethm look at the flying schooner,
this; 1  [win  mill-m or}. L L 2 A

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little home, recalled the beautiful face of his '

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around the island.

But on he went and no captain came in sight.

At last, just at sunset he turned a point which
gave him another view of the side upon which
the schooner had been anchored.

There, far of! in the dim distance he beheld

‘ the schooner, and still with no doubt of the false

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man who had deserted him, he said:

“ If she does not return for us we will all
starve here.”

In the gathering gloom he made his way along
the shore.

It was slow work, and obstacles were numer-
gus to her his way, so that darkness overtook

1m.

A last glance at the schooner, when she was
barely visible to his straining vision, showed
thajt she was still flying fast away from the isl-
an .

After an hour’s hard struggle, when he got
several hard falls, he at last reached a spot which
in the darkness he recognized as the little inlet
into which he was sure the boat had come to
make a landing. But no boat was there.

He then called in his clear, loud'voice:

“ Boat ahoyl ahoyl”

At first he started, for he was sure he got an
answer.

So be repeated his bail:

“ Boat ahoy! ahoyl”

The answer came back from against the cliff:

“ Boat ahoyl ahoyl”

“ It is but the echo of my own voice," he said
in a disheartened way.

Then he called a sin, and again:

“ Ho, Captain arold, bol”

But the echoes only answered him, and he be-
came two hoarse to call more. ,

At last it began to dawn upon him that as the
boat was gone, it must have returned to the
schooner.

He had seen no boat upon the sea, and the
schooner was under way when he sighted her
from the bill.

It could only mean therefore that the boat had
gone back to the schooner, and had not gone
without orders.

But one could give such orders and that one
was the man who had before doubted him, who
had asked him not to let it be known upon the
schooner that they had met before, who had
brought him to that island to desert him.

With a moan of despair the poor boy threw
himself upon the ground and his terrible situa-
tion wrung hot tears from his eyes.

CHAPTER XXIX.
CAPTAIN KENT RECEIVES A SURPRISE.

Tan schooner of Kent the Bahama Buccaneer
was certainly a beautiful craft.

She was graceful in hull, rakish in rig, and
as fleet as a gull in flight and dangerous as a
shark, with her heavy battery, fiendish crew
and stern cruel commander.

She scoured the seas in defiance of the vessels-
of-war ever on the watch for her, and it was
the rule of her captain never to waste his time
and powder on prizes of little value.

He looked for large game only, the richly
freighted ships of Spain, France and England
that carried car oes to and from South Amer-
ica, the West In ice and European ports.

VesSels flying the American flag were sacred
in his eyes, and where he always had a shot for
any man-of-war of other nations than the United
States, he would crowd on all sail and fly from
one showing the Stars and Stripes.

He would fly too, in silence, showing no
colors, answering no shot, no matter what the
damn e done his vessel and crew.

Sue was Kent. the Corsair of Southern. Seas,
and with his beautiful vessel Red Win 3 he
was a man to he feared, to be shunned )y all
vessels not strong enough to protect themsolves
from his cruel horde of cut-throats.

He had untried his vessel Red Wings from
some fancy of his,and upon either side of her
sharp bowl, and serving as a figure-head was a
huge crimson wing carved in wood, while in the
center of each soil was a like device.

Dressing always in the uniform of a captain
in the United’States Navy. he attired his crew
in white. their snowy skuli~caps being also
stamped with the red wings, so well known by
mariners and so much dreaded. i

Even the. most thorough officer of a legitimate
service could have found no fault with the dis-
giailine and ship-shape appearance of the Red

lugs, from deck to truck.

Her hull was always painted a jet black, as
were also her spars, while she seemed always to
have a new suit of sails, so white and spotless
thev were.

or ofllcers were held to their duties without
fear or favor, and her crew were made to toe
the mark in man-of—war style.

Captain Kent was not a cruel man toward the
defenseless.

Boson ht always to take a vessel without
bloom“! v and never put a crew to the sword.

But did a vessel resist'him to the point of do-
ing him serious injury, than his nature became
merciless. '

He seldom , held cruising ground overs

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way to his Bahama Island retreat, wherever it
chancod to be, at least once every three months,
he was often seen as far north as Point Judith
as far south as Rio Janeiro, while he cruised
through the West Indies and would run the Gulf
shores from Key West to Yucatan.

It was after :1 Gulf cruise that he was mak-
ing his way to his retreat, when the water
casks were reported so near empty that be de-
cided to run in to anchorage off an island which
he had visited before and where he knew there
were springs of the coolest and purest water.

So the schooner was headed in as close as
she dare go, the anchor was let fall and a
couple of boats lowered and filled with water-
casks.

Taking a fancy to go ashore for a walk. and
get a cool drink directly from the springs, Cap-
tain Kent ordered his gig lowered away and
was the first to reach the island.

He sprung ashore and walked rapidly up to—
ward the springs to suddenly utter an exclama-
tion of amazement and spring to the side of a
human form he beheld lying upon the ground,
in the shade of an overhanging tree which cast
its shadow over the waters bubbling up from
the earth.

The recumbent form suddenly moved, as
the exclamation of the pirate chief rung out
sharp and stem:

“Pmtol you here?”

It was indeed the lad, for ti e island on which
the buccaneers had landed was the one where
Pinto had been deserted by Harold Hartwell.

The lad arose to his feet in a bewildered way,
and he seemed week, while his face was haggard ’
and his eyes sunken.

“ Pinto, you here?" repea ted the chief.

“ Yes, Captain Kent, I have been here for
neariy a week. ‘ 1'

” I was sound asleep I guess, and did not know
you were here,” said the boy. \

“ My poor fellow you are ill and half starved
so come on board the schooner with me and I’ll
soon have you in trim, and then you can tell me
all about it.”

The youth aquiesced in silence, and was soon
in the cabin of the Red Wings, when the negro
steward of Captain Kent soon gave him some
food and a glass of wine. e,

After awhile he felt much better and thenktold
his story frankly to the chief, of how be aided
the escape of the prisoners, and then confessed
his act to save Miguel‘ Santo.

That Santa had aided his escape he however
did not tell, only stating that he had slipped off
thefirons, made his way out of the lock-up cabin,
fitted the whale-boat out as best he could and set

a!

sail.

When picked up by tle schooner that was
gold-hunting, he discovared in her commander
the very man who had deserted him, and a
second time did the same thing toward him.

Captain Kent listened with dee t interest '
to all, asking a question here and ere, and at
last said: .

“ the Island Captain sailed in chase of the
sloo i”

ll 88 sir.” ‘ /

‘ “A”in was away when .you made your es-
ca

ReYesi chief.” ' '

“ n Santa was left in command of the'
island?”

“ He was, senor.”

“ Marco seems to hate Santa, Ibelievel” ‘

“ He appears jealous of him, senor."

“Yes, and they are rivals for command and
my favor, so I wall have to settle this matter on,
my return. _ '

‘ But Marco failed'to capture the sloop, you

as l”

x Yes, sir, for Captain Harold commanded
the schooner that poked me up, and he said
they barely escaped being retaken by Marco.”

“ And this Harold is now treasure-hunting
here on another vessel?" .

“ Yes. Captain Kent." ,

‘fWell, we must find him if we can, and I’ll
unish him by leavin
at now I have comet ing to say to you, Pinto)“-

“ Yes. chic ,” was the qd

who, however saw that his chief was in

CHAPTER XXX.
'rm‘. PARDON 0N CONDITIONS.

Tun water-(sinks Were soon filled, the boats
swung at their davits, and the Red Wings sailed
on her course once more for the retreat of the
buccaneers.

that occurred, and he looked very seiiions.
“ Yes, chief.”
“ Do you kn0w that ,

which has placed your head in the noose!”

ersl"
“ I do.” .
“You did not take them as prisoners,

thank: ed ' '

n so prov a traitor to m

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“ I did not join you from a desire to beau out-
law, chief, but because I couldn’t help it.

“ I have a home, parents, and a dear little sis-
ter, and I often have wished to see them,

“ 1 did not think 1 was doing any great wrong
to you in helping the men get away, and I want-
ed to go with them."

“But was deserted by those whom you served?”

“ Yes, chief.”

“ You were a brave fellow to confess your
guilt to saw MigUeI Santo.”

“ It was but my duty, sir.”

“ And why did you escape afterward?”

“ I feared you would hang me, sir,” was the
simple response.”

“ Then you feel that you deserve death?”

“ No, senor, not for doing what I deemed
right: but I am in your power, senor, my life is
at your mercy,” was the polite but fearless re-
s nse.

., “Pinto, you are too brave a lad to be sacri-
{ ficed for a wrong you have done.

“ I was in hopes that you had become my
friend, as well as my young aide and officer,
that I could trust you wholly, and now I find
that you are anxious to leave me, and to do so
aided men to escape who have carried off the
peoples’ treasure.”

“ 1 am sorry, chief, but I meant no treachery
to you, and could I have betrayed you to a
cruiser I would not have done so.

“ You have been most kind to me in every
way, and yet I have those who love me in my
own home and have longed to see them.”

“ Some day you may do so, in fact I pledge
you that you shall, for I pardon you now for
your act, but upon one condition.”

“ Yes, chief, and I thank you.”

“ You accept the condition?”

“ I do, sir."

“It is that you shall die the moment you are
guilty of aiding another prisoner, disloyalty to
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“ I accept the conditions, Senor Ch

“ See that you do not break them, Pinto.
' i “Now get what rest you can, for to-inorr0w
i you are to report for duty on shipboard.”

The lad bowed and retired to his berth, the
one in the chief’s cabin which had always been
his when on board shi .

The next night the Yied “'ings ran into the
harbor of the buccuiieer island.

But all was darkness there and this told that
the isle had been deserted by the band.

The anchors were let fall and, the chief gave
orders to await in the harbor until dawn, when
it would be discovered whither the buccaneers
had gone.

He felt no anxiety, as it was his orders «to the
Island Captain always to change retreats when
anything occurred to attract attention to the
 island, and the escape of the prisoners taken was

certainly cause enough for a change.
'  When the dawn came, upon the rocks were
" visible some strange characters in green,
around a pair of red wings, painted upon the
i, rocks.
To all except the officers of the schooner these
characters were unknown.

But Pinto went ashore and deciphered
than: readin and soon after the schooner set
8.

The characters had been the key to the where-
abouts of the Island Buccaneers, and the Red
Wings was at once headed under full sail for
l . that point.

i The island chosen by Marco upon his return
from the fruitless chase of the fugitives in the
sloop, happened to be the very one where Harold
had inten ed

ure.
‘ He was driven away by. the coming of the
‘“ schooner in. sight, and havmg noted the island

 as he passed by in pursuit, Island Captain mm

' decided to bring the hand there.

This he had done, leaving the key by which to
find him painted upon the rocks of the _island
they deserted, where, as has been said, it was
seen by the chief. I

The new retreat was equally as good a one as
the island just deserted, for there was a fair har-
 g ' bor upon one end which had no visible entrance

 “i from a short distance away.
‘ F ' But when its location was known, a vessel
 could run in and rest in almost any weather,
- and the anchorage was so well rotected that it
*‘i . was thoroughly safe for a vessereven in a severe
' hurricane.
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as to prevent a landing upon themeven in quiet
weather. . /

And upon this island had Lieutenant Claude
Cassiday, after the Inn of the cutter’s crew,
 made a landin , bearin with him the'treasure
5’ . he had found t rough igging the graves for his
 lost comrades.

He had been cruising close slon the shore,

_' bein alone in the cutter, and he thought
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agecould be found there so headed in until it
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And here had Claude Cassiday buried his
treasure, here had his treacherous brother officer
sought it, to twice have it almost in his grasp
and then be driven off.

And upon this island, Marco had established
the retreat of the buceaneers, and thither did
Euptain Kent head the Red Wings in search of

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CHAPTER XXXI.

TH E RI VALS.

Tm: Red Wings arrived off the island of the
buccaiieers at night, and as Captain Kent had
several times sought a haven there before, he
ran in to an anchorage.

He was prompt] signaled from the shore, and
the chief was gla to find the people upon the
alert, though it was late.

He found at anchor there the schooner cap-
tured from Lieutenant Harold Hartwell, and,
as though afraid to trust her under a guard,
Captain Marco himself and a couple of men
were on duty, but no one on board had discovered
the comingr iii of the Red Wings until the signal
had come from shore.

” A brighter watch is kept ashore, Pinto, than

on the schooner,” said Captain Kent to the lad 1

who stood near the chief at the helm.

“Yes, sir, they discovered us first from the
shore; but shall I calla boat away for you to
land, senor?”

“ No, I shall turn in now and land in the
morning, and order back any boat that may
come off.”

With this the captain gave the order to let go
the anchor and went into the cabin.

Soon after a boat put off from the prize, but
gas hailed promptly by Pinto and ordered

ack. v

His voice surprised Captain Marco, who was
in the boat, and 8 called out:

“ Who hails me?"

.- " That does not concern you, sir, so return to
your schooner,” was the sharp response of the
lad who was officer of the watch.

Soon after, as Captain Marco put back, a
Second boat appeared, this time coming from
the shore.

Marco’s boat was seen to rest on its oars until
the one from the shore was hailed.

“ Boat nhoy,” hailed the clear voice of Pluto.

“ Ahoy, the Red Wingsl” was the answer in a
voice which Pinto recognized as Miguel Santo’s,
as he had before known Captain Marco.

“ What do you wish?”

“ To see Captain Kent, senor, if it is the chief’s
pleasure. ,

“ I am Miguel Marco.”

" “ It is not the chief’s pleasure, for he has
turned in; but be will come ashore in the morn-
lug," answered Pinto.

‘ Ay, ay, senor,” and the boat put back as had
Marco’s.

The buccaneers began to feel a little impatient
the next mornin , when they discovered that
On tain Kent too his time in coming ashore.

he chief first had his breakfast and then was
rowed away from the schooner in his barge,
Pinto accoin nying him.

Captain arco was upon the deck of the fine,
supposing of course the chief would cornea rd
first; but the cutter headed directly for a land-
ing, and he sprung into a gig and sculled him-
se f ashore as quickly as he could.

When he reached there the chief, accompanied
by Pinto, had gone on up among the cabins.’

Miguel Santa had met his chief at the land—
ifl’lg, and had started, turning pale as he beheld

into.

But the latter gave him a quick, :i‘gnificaut
look, as though to show him that be b not be-
trayed him, and then Santa saluted his chief.

‘ Who noted the coming of my vessel last
night, Senor Santa?” asked the chief, as he
ate ashore. . , ‘
“ did. senor, f r I was on watch.”

“ ou keep ‘ watch, Senor Banter”

“ Thanks, Senor Chief; but I am gl to we]-
come you back, as matters do not go out right
, glad to see the lad,
Pinto, return, for I am accused of having set
him free?’ '

“No one who knows your devilish nature,
Ssnto, would make an accusation against your
having erred on the side of mercy,” was the sa-
tirical rejoinder of the chief. \

“ Especially in. setting that lad free, Senor
Chief.”

“ Well, who accuses yoh?" ‘

“ He comes here, chief, Captain Marco.”

Marco just then came a; and his face wore
a troubled look as he behel Pinto with his chief,
and that Miguel Saute had. been the first to
makea report.

“ Ah, chief, I am happy at your return, senor,
forT have much to reportto on; but itis re-
markable that I see the young nor Pinto with

you. i

“ on, he felt that matters Were not going right
here, when myhack was turned, so came to find
me and report,” said the chief dryly. * .
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which he was guiltless, he confessed what he had
done, and was put in irons by you.

“But he escaped, was picked up by me and
now comes to face the charge you have to make
against him.”

“ Well, Senor Chief, I make the charge of
treachery, for he is a self-confessed traitor, hav-
ing released the priSoners and aided them to es-
cape in the sloop, carrying our treasure with
them."

“ Did you not pursue?”

“ Yes, sir, as soon as I got the schooner from
aground, for he cut her cable and allowed her to
drift ashore.

“i came up with the sloop, but she outfooted
me, and in a storm and night was enabled to
escape.

“ ‘he boy has reported all, Senor Marco, so
what other charge have you to make.”

“ I accuse Senor Saiito also of treachery, for I ,
believe that be aided the lad‘s escape, for it was '
his boat that Pinto took, and more, senor, since ,
I accused Senor Santo of aiding the prisoners to 
esoape, though the charge was a mistake, he has '-
been acting without my authority.”

“ In what has he disobeyed you, Captain
Marco?” '

“ I’le seeks to secure my berth as Island Cap-
tain.

“ Do you wish the place, Senor Santo?’

“ I do, chief, if you deem me worthy of the
place.”

" And you are satisfied to retain it, Senor ‘ 
Captain Marco?” ‘ ' i,

“ I am, chief, for I have done my duty tovrard i. :_
you and our people in all things." _ ' i,

“ Yet you allowed the prisoners you took to 
escape and carry the treasure with them, and ,3,
though giving chase failed to overhaul them. "3:-

“ You accused Santo of aiding them, though  ‘
innocent, and then permitted Pinto to esoape—” - >3;

“1 was absent, Senor Chief, when the lad es. \ ' 
ca . 1'

RtAs Island Captain you were responsible, , .. '
Senor Marco, and look to you alone.

“ Also” you have allowed Senor Santo to
come forward openly as your rival, when you
should hava had him shot at the first claim he
made to stepping into your place. '

“ You are therefOie rivals, you and Santa,
and I shall let the best man hold the place,” was,
the significant remark of the buccaneer chief.

  
   
   
  
  
    
  
  
  
   
   
 
   
   
   
   
  
  
    
  
 
  
   
  
    
     
   
   
  
      
    
 
  
    

 

CHAPTER XXXII.
A BUCCANEER DUEL.

CAPTAIN MARCO did not like the humor in p '
which his chief had returned to the island.
He seemed to feel that Captain Kent placed
the blame upon him for having allowed the '-
prisoners to escape, in spite of being aided by ‘
the lad Pinto, and also to carry with them the
treasure which was in the sloop. .
He condemned him also for not having Ovar- . :
hauled and recapth the prisoners after ,
sighting and givinEachase to them. i , 
That Pinto also d been allowed to escapehe . . .
censured him for. _ ’ «i
For one who was left in command of there- 9
treat there must be no such mistakes, and'Cup- . .
tain Kent allowed no demliction ,of duty. V ,. '
He censured Captain Marco for allowing In} I
rivaer on the part of Miguel Saute not tomcat
immediate punishment. \ . ,
So he called the peokple together and when an .
were assembled he an in his terse stern “yr,” 
“Island Commander Marco, you are to be
praised for your capture of the prize 
new lying at anchor in the harbor, and elector '
the prompt and able manner in which you
selected this island and brought the pee e to it. .
“ In many respects it is unequaled, or to a
vessel lying outside the harbor in a storm itvid‘r“
sure destruction, with the coral—reefs  3:
the sea for leagues in a circle, so that iota?
very safe retreat. '~ , ,
“Bqt you have spoiled your good acts 
allowing your prisoners to esca ” '-   {t ;,{
Cgf'lf‘hfough that [ad’s treachery only, 
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“That is not the question, Senor Marco, fa
you should have guarded against all treachery;
busting or. one but yourself. 
“ You lost with your prisoners, then-cam
of the people here, and when you gays chug“.
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“ When you found that they had peyon .
showed a petty spite in accusin one o ire-chi»:

ery, whom you hated and fee as 'a rival for
the berth you hold.

“But for the pluck of the really guilt one,
you would have executed your enemy,. , '
thus ridding yourself of one whom you feared. »

“I fear no man, nor.Ch,ief,” hotly, { ‘ -"

arco. .
“Thatistbbepmvenfienorpa
was the quiet response of the chic .
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once we, accused Senor Santoof aidin 
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“You allowed my vessel to run in at night ‘
unseen, until a signal from the shore accluuinted i
you with the fact of my coming.

“ I have been lenient toward l’iuto,’the lad, as i
l have my own reasons for being, but should he ;
attempt to escape again, or to prove treacherous
1 shall make an example of him, though I shall
adow no oflicer to do so.

'av " The lad is amenable to me alone, and he
knows, and is pledged to the alternative if he
does aught to deserve it in future.

“ As I have been lenient with him, so will I f
be with you, for your punishment I leave for .
you to avert, or receive, as I shall make Senor
Suuto your executioner, or you his.”

" Senor Chief!”

“ I mean just what i say, Senor Marco, this
rivalry among my pcOple, shall end, and us you
wish to hold the position of lsliind Cziptuin, you
will have to prove ourself worthy of it.

“ Senor Santo a go wishes the berth, and as
you have twice w ronged him by false. charges, 1
, ydu shall be answerable to him for it, and ,
I! hofimust light for the place if he would have i

it.
“ I am content, Senor Chief,” quickly saidl

Miguel Santo. 1

Marco was taken aback by the proposition of
the chief. \ I

He liked the command of the retreat, and yet
he knew that Miguel Santo was a very danger-
ous foe to meet in combat. I

But he dared not refuse to meet him, as he
would at once he reduced in rank with Miguel
Santa laced over him, while he would lose caste
with a l of the‘huccaneers.

He had ruled with a high band, and for his
many cruel acts he would be held responsible be
well know.

The quick response of Santo, that he was will-
ing for the meeting between them, he could not
but echo, for the chief was no man to trifle
with, and should he decline the combat with his

, rival, he might) at once order him strung up
on board the schooner for his allowing the
prisoners to escape. "

So he said: '

“ I am willing to give Senor Santo satis-
faction, Senor Chief, for having wronged him,

' and I certainly prize the berth you have honored
go with sufficiently high to risk my life in hold-

3 it.

' “ Very well, senors, Pinto will select the 1_

weapons and turn 9 for the duel at once,” said ‘

the chief almost in iflerently.

The lad did not appear to relish the duty
set him to perform, but at once entered upon it
by asking:

.“ Will swords suit you, senors?”

He knew that Santo was a most dangerous
hand with a blade, and after the man’s kind act
toward him he wished him to be the victor.

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Senor”er prides himself upon handuug a

_ “I'wonld prefer pistols, Senor Pinto, as more
pf . m” growled Marco, whose deadly aim all

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“I have decided upon swords,” was the cool
, ‘ of the lad and he at once called the
'i’ ,canbdmnts to position and placad the weapons
3. ' intheir hands. ‘ ',
» crowd of buccaneers gathered eager] ‘
about, while Chief Kent looked on with the a r a
of anion who was glad to witness a superb Sword l
combat between giants.
The blades crossed with a clash, and the look I
.otench man showed that he meant to fight to .
I dielecth. l
:A grand battle it was too, from the crossing ;
 of the swords until Marco was run through the ‘
‘hurt by Miguel Santa, who turned and said

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“Senor Chief. I await your orders."
“Take command of the retreat as Island Cap- :

tain, Senor Santo, and as you know our duties i
.Ieothat you make no mistakes,” an the chief I
" ' walked away accompanied by Pinto.

CHAPTER xxxui.
THE sroaM man. .
 h was a long and tedious wait that Lieuten-
g out Harold Hart well had in Philadelphia, to get
,_ the vessel.
‘ .1', fine stood well with the Naval Secretary, but
'r it wanna easy matter just then to find a vestel
\ hr enough to ovormatch a buccaneer cruiser,
if i came toa battle, and at the same time cruise
in the waters where Lieutenant Hartwell would
have to go npbn his mission of outlaw-hunting.
Y He had not given his authority for knowing
» ,. just where the buccaneer retreat was but had
,. said in bad undoubted proof of where tofind the ;
<1 ‘. blithw inland“ \
.2 He had not\ dared say that he had been on a
cruise there and found the island himself.
.‘nTo his wife he wrote often, telling her he
 hopes of being given a vessel for the.

, duty he desired to go upon.
. 1'. led was ltvlng upon “ hope deferred "
becom ng very anxious to get possession
tic irate treasure l0 that she could cut a

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Red Wings.

l
I to help along, for it gained fer them moral

luxuries, permitted an enlargement of the house

' and new furniture, while on extra servant was

kept and n. carriage and horses purchased.
Mrs. Ilzirl.Well’s friends set it all down to an

. inheritance she had lately come in possession of,

and which had been butucouplo of thousand
dollars; but the (:lever heiress to ii small sum
had hinted that it was ll large fortune and the
actions of the lquly went to prove it.

Mrs. Hartwell cam.- out also in some rare old
laces worth a snug sum, Worse silks and satins,

and among the heirlooms which she said had
come to her were several very rare sets of
jewolry.

When money was needed Mrs. Hartwell had
sent a valuable case of jewels to her husband in
Philadelphia, and he had turned them into
(rash.

The last letter received from his wife however
had fretted Hartwell.

He had been living at the best hotel himself in
Philadelphia, while awaiting a ship, spending
his money freely and enjoying,r life, and when his
wife wrote:

“ We have but one more lot in the secret box,
and it will hardly bring over a couple of then-

;pand, so that you must bestir yourself to get a

ship.

“ I am afraid you have been too extravagant
yourself.”

The lieutenant at once “hit back” with a let-
ter which said:

“ You accuse me of extravagance, when I
have spent but a. thousand during my stay here,
and that too of a treasure which I suffered
much in mind and body to rescue.

“ You for at that you ke t out five of the
most valuab‘le sets as ‘ heir ooms,’ with silks,
satins and laces sufficient to last you your life-
time. \

“ You have also put a fouine of thousand up-
on the house, as much more in improving the
grounds, while with furniture, horses, a carriage
and entertainments a large sum has gone.

“ What remains I insist shall be held in case I
have to fit out another craft to get what i hope
for, and which I shall have to take big chances
to secure.

“ Of course to secure it when 1 go in a vessel-
of-war will be impossible, for then it becomes
or my officers and ('i'eW.

“ My des re in going in a vessel-of-war is sim-
ply to clear the island and waters of buccaneers
for my future run here in a small craft to get
the treasure.

“ So stop the leak at our end of the line and
touch not a dollar of t e reserve I left there, I
beg of you.” .

This letter quite startled Mrs. Hartwell, as
well as angered her.

She realized that she had been the one tomake
the money fly, yet she begrudged her husband

: the sum he was spending because it made no

“Shaw.”

She saw, hawever, that she must curtail, and
to do so and not show a weakening in her for-
tune throu h her grand entertainments, she
pleaded the nvalid as an excuse and her house

:. was closed to her former ga guests, who could

not believe that she had 3 ven other than the
proper excuse for a cessation of her extravagant
hospitalities.

One morning Mrs. Hartwell was surprised b
a visitor who was none other than her hushon .

“ I have my vessel at last,” he said.

“-It is a brig purchasod in Boston, and I am
to fit her out and man her at once.

“ But it will be a full month before I can get
ofl' on my cruise, and already have I waited over
six months.”

The brig purchased by the G0vernment was

as trim a craft as a sallor’s heart Could desire.
'- She was of three hundred tons burden, carried
an enormous spread of sail und had been built
for a Gulf trader and packet craft, with an eye
to speed and seawm'thiness especially.

Her builder and captain had died just as she
was completed, and his widow offered the vessel
for sale, and the Government ordered Harold
HartWell to inspect her, and if found satisfac-
tory to purchase her for the navy and fit her out
for the mission he wished to go u n. i

A fine seamank Hartwell had mind .the brig
better than be h d expected in spite of the ex-
tragavant praise bestOWed upon her, and he at
once so reported and the purchase was made.

He had her sides pierced for six guns, and
mounted three pivots, forward amidships and
aft, of large caliber, which gave her a broad-
side of nine pieces. I I

He picked a crew of ninety men, and twelve
officers were ordered to him, and all were set to

i work getting the" vessel ready for sea.

Upon her trial trip she showed great speed,

s and yet Harold Hartwell made improvements

in her rig which added largely .to her sail area
Which he knew would make her one of the fast-
est vessels afloat, and one that would ride out a
hurricdne in summer seas like the one for which
the was named—the Storm Bird.

At last all .was in readiness for sea, and Cap-
tlan Harold HartWell, for he had been promoted,
m: a farewell entertainment on board his

tiful vessel which was long remembered by
the many guests who were there.

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'Mrs. Hartwell was there, brilliant in diamonds,
, and looking strangely well for an invalid, and
1 8:18 was delighted at the chance to make a grand

s iow.
! The papers gave the Storm Bird agrand send-
‘ off and predicted the utter su'eeping oil' the seas
of all pirates when the Storm Bird should begin
‘ her duties under no gallant a commander as was
t Captain llarold Hartwell.

CHAPTER XXXIV.
TOO LATE.

THE Storm Bird sailed away from Boston in
a still" breeze, carrying all sail when all other
Vessels moi, were under loWer sails alone.

She stood up to her work splendidly, went by
a score of WW ls (iitnai'd bound as though they
were anchored, and dropping Boston Light
ustern sped upon her pii‘nte~hunting mission.

The officers and. men of the Storm Bird all
knew their commander by reputation, and a
few had sailed with him before.

They knew that he had won fame as a mid—
shipman, had added honors as he rose in rank,
and though he had «nee lost a vessel in the
Bahamas, it was not his uult, as the craft had
been weak-hulled and the leak sprung in a hur-
ricane sent her to the bottom.

They knew that as an officer upon the sloop-
of—war Emerald he had been efficient and po )u-
lar, and in a skirmish with Mexican bandits,
where a brother officer, Lieutenant Claude Cas-
siday had lost his life, Harold Hartwell, though
severely wounded, had stood by his dying com-
rade until help arrived.

Now he had been made an acting captain,
with the knowledge that if his cruise was a suc-
cessful one the real rank would be conferred
upon him.

With such a commander, a craft like the
Storm Bird, fleet, stench and splendidly armed,
a crew of picked officers and men, over a bun-
dred in number, great things Were expected
by the Government to be the result of the
('I'llls‘t‘.

Perfectly charmed was Harold Hartwell with
his beautiful vessel as she sped out to sea, where
he soon put her under cruising canvas when the
sea grew rough.

She rode the waves indeed like a sea bird, and
all the while would glide along at a. speed that
won the'admiratiun of all on board, from com-
mander to cook and cabin-boy.

Captain Hartwell at once began his duties
in disciplining and drilling his crew, and gave
them to understand that every man should do
his duty, while, as the brig was going on a
special mission, the capture of pirate haunts and
vessels brought in large sums in prize money.

0fhis own affairs he had nothing to say,
but he hoped to find the buccaneers upon the
treasure island, and by capturing the retreat
would gain fame, while “he could ascertain
while there all about the Cassiday legacy.

Then he hoped to run down Kent the Bucca-
neer and afterward go after the fortune he so
longed to s in some small vessel, when
having won fame and riches he would be con-
te t.

n

Such were his ambitions and he had left he
hind him a wife living on the same food of
golden hope, and anticipatin her grand
triumphs hen the wealth they "ad sinned to
obtain ha been won. -

Knowing all he so well did the locality of th
treasure island, where the buccaneers had
established their retreat, after leaving the
island where he ,had lost his schooner and from
which, through Pluto’s aid he had escaped,
Harold Hartwell had at once headed for it.

He had little fear that the treasure would be
found, and still with half-a-hundred buccaneers
dwelling upon the island he knewthat there was
some danger of its being discovered. ,

He was therefore anxious to get there with
all dispatch, after his long delay in waiting for
a vessel. ’

The chart showed him that though the
vicinity of the island was very dangerous in
bad weather and sure destruction to a vessel of!
the north coast in a gale, still there was a good
harbor there, and should he capture the retreat
he could affordto lie in wait for the coming
of Captain Kent in his schooner, and then cap-
ture him. ,

Such was the plan and it was a good one if

Pro ,rly executed.
_ ,T e chart of the approach totho island was
studied on the way there. and Captain Hart-
well came to the conclusion that he. needed good
weather to run in by, and daylight as well.

The league island was so completely sur-
rounded by reefs, small coral islands and
shoals, that it Would require skillful navigation
to go into the harbor if there was even a mod-
» erate sea and stifl breeze.

At last the Bahamas Were sighted, and the
island chain keptin view 11 n the starboard
side from aloft, until Captain Hartwell knew
that he was nearing the island of the bacca-
neers. ’ r ’

Just as he was hoping to reach the retreat the
next day, the brig was caught in a hurricane,
which tested her powers to the utmost, and
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When the storm ended the brig was headed
for the island, and in pleasant Weather would
slowly go through the reef-dotted waters toward
the treasure island.

Captain Hartwell stood by the lielmsmnn.
directing the course, nnd just as officers and
men wondered where, he was to find :i hnvon in
the rugged island, there opened before them the
inlet between the jutting point and the encircling
headland.

Not a sign 0f the island l'eing inhabited was
(llSCOVOl‘wl, and when the Storm Bird hnd glided
to an achoruge, there still was not a human be-
ing‘visible.

he toes of Captain Hartwell became stern
as he gave the orders to lower the boats for u.
landing.

The anchor was let fall, several of the crew’s
men still kept at the guns, and then fOur boots
were lowered, filled with armed men, and pulled
for the shore.

A landing was made and an advnnce up into
the island, where the Americans came upon the
ashes of the homes of the buecaneers, for all
had been burned, and certainly some weeks be
fore the arrival of the Storm Bird.

Night came on and the men encamped on
shore, and then taking advantage of the moon-
light, Harold HartWell went off alone, for u.
stroll of the island.

» Several of his officers asked to accompany
him, salying that the island might not be deserted
after a l; but he had no dread of danger and de
clined their company.

The next morning the crew of the Storm Bird
were in great alarm, for Captain hartwell had
not returned from his walk, and could not be
found.

Most mysteriously he had disappeared.

CHAPTER XXXV.
THE YOUNG SCHEMER. '

So much did Kent the Buccaneer like his new
retreat, that he gave orders to Santo the com-
mander of the island stronghold, to remain there
unless itively forced to depart from it.

The ed Wings, after being overhauled thor-
oughly, started off upon another gold-seeking
voyage. Pinto was taken along—Captain Kent
determining to keep the boy under his immedi-
ate. eye.

Kind to him he certainly was; he could not
have been more SO to his own son: and whatever
the chief was to others the lad found him only
generous toward him.

And Pinto appreciatedit, though be under-
stood not. the hidden motive of Captain Kent in
his bebaVior to him.

He did not know the joy Captain Kent had
felt in finding him, on account 0 the revenge he
would have in brin ing up the son of his old
lady love, Helm arcy, and Claude Cassiday,
his successful rival, as a. pirate.

But as he knew more of the daring, handsome
boy, the heart of Kent the Buccaneer went out
toward him with a sad affection, and he found
in the lad a link to connect him with the past
and1 which link he would ndt sever for a good
dea .

He was glad to have the boy with him, and as
Pinto was made a junior officer on the
Wings the lad rather en'oyed the chan e‘ from

life on the island, while aptaiu Kent all: that
he was safe when with him. .

One aha-moon, three months after the leaving

 

of the Red Wings, a schooner was sighted from,

the island lookout. ,

Santo sounded the alarm and had the islanders
ready to resist a foe if necessary, .

But soon it was seen to be the Red Wings,
with her topmnsts housed, or shot away, and
looking rather dilapidated generally.

She ran into the harbor and dropde anchor,
rind then it was disoovered that the Red ings
.had captured valuable prizes. but had been met
at night in a fog by the American sloop-of-war
Emerald, and very nearly captured.

Not a shot had Captain Kent returned, while
he had received the terrible fire of the hr 6
cruiser in silence, and only escaped by his sk ll
and (lax-I125 from capture.

The Wings had been badly cut up, her
topmasts shot away, her bulwarks crushed in and
four of her guns dismounted, while her sails had

' been riddled.

Then too one of h officers had been slain,
Pinto had been woun ed and a dozen dead sea-
men lay upon her decks not to speak of the in-
jured. '

But the speed of the Red Wings and her splen-
did handling had drawn her out of the one-sided
fluids, and she had outfooted the Emerald in fine
say 9.

Once she had lost sight of her pursuergtho

' Red Wings had run for the rendezvous upon the
island and the wounded Were taken ashore.

Pluto was carried to the cabin of the chief,
when ashore, and Srinto, who had been asur eon
in the Spanish Navy was ordered to devote to—
self to him above all others.

Several weeks passed away and the Red

_ Wings had agam resumed her old look, for there
were soils in quantity, spars and paint in
abundance at the island to put her in shipshape

. order. and it had been done.

I The wounded had many of them reported for

duty again, but Pinto was still very lame from
l his wound.

The result was that Captain Kent sailed upon
another cruise, leaving the youth upon the island;
and promising to return for him within a couple
of months. and sooner if his his cruising brought
him nearer.

“ had, I don’t understand that Wound of
yours, for it has healed nicer and yet you seem
very lame,” snid Captain Santo to Pinto one
day, when he made his call upon him at the
chief’s quarters, which the hid occupied.

“ It is strange," but it is improving,” said
Pinto, and he submitted to a thorouin examina-
tion of the wounded leg, for Santo was anxious
to help the boy to l‘OCUVt'l'y, not. only on his own
account, but to gain favor with the chief for his
skill as a surgeon.

“ The men told me, Pinto, that the chief
would not allow a shot to be fired at the Ameri-
can sloop-Of—wui‘, though they were in the great-
est dnnger of being taken.” '

“ It is so, senor.”

“Chief Kent will never fire upon an Ameri-
can vessel.”

“ He is an American, senor.”

“And I am a Spaniard, was in fact in the
navy of Spain, but I would rob a vessel under
the Spanish flag, or liwht a cruiser flying the
colors as quickly as I would a craft of any
other nation." ,

“ Well, the chief will not. as I know, having
often seen him tried, senor.”

“ He will rob an American vessel?”

" Yes, a richly freighted craft, but he will not
fire upon them to do so, nor does he burn the
ships flving the Stars and Stripes.”

“ He is a strange man. and a remarkable one
too, for he is a splendid seaman, a perfect com-
mander and brave as a lion.

“ He is making a splendid officer of you too,
Pinto.” '

“ Thank you. senor.”

Soon after Santo left the cabin, and had be
seen the youth get up and walk across the room
without his crutches and no sign of a limp, he
would have been amazed.

“ I must get away from herebefore the schoon-
er comes bni-k, for I feel more and more how
wicked is the life I am leading.

“ It is a great risk to run, to go alone in
Santo’s sloo , but then the buccaneers can not
follow and can run by night, and land by day
upon the islands for rest, and I’ll be careful not
to be picked up again unless I know what the
vessel is. .

“ In another week I will start, for by that
time I can lay aside provisions enough, and I
must go in a storm, for no watch is kept in
stormy weather." ,

This musing aloud of the lad showsd that the
threat of death had not deterred him from
making another effort to escape.

In the island harbor was a sloop-rigged craft
of some ten tons, known as Santo’s ship, for the
Island Captain used it for short cruises about
the island. and in case the people had to seek
another retreat there was the prize Schooner
taken from Harold Hartwell.

To cripple the schooner and sail in the sloop
was Pinto’s plan of escape, and he was playing a
bold game to do so, with death as the result of
his failure. '

CHAPTER XXXVI.
'rnn sraANGn Bum.

ONE pleasant afternoon some days after the
visit of Island Captain Santa to Pinto, when the
buccaneer surgeon could not account for the
continued lameness of his patient, the lookout
kept by day on the highest point of the island
re rted a sail in sight. , '

he stranger was made out to be a brig-of-
war, from her build and rig an‘American, though
she showed ,no colors from which to decide her
nationality.

She was a large .brig, heavily armed and
manned. and her appearance so near the island
spread consternation among the buccaneers.

Captain Santo at once sought the cabin where
Pinto dwelt and told Jiim that the brig carried
fully twenty guns an a crew of over a hundred

men.

“ She has a fair breeze, and with lookout:
aloft forward, is steerin pretty safely in to-
ward the island, but whether on a general
search, or because she knows what to find here
I do not know,” said Santa.

‘; What will you do, Senor Saute, if she comes
in? ’

“ She can hardly do so without a pilot, which
she has not got, for if she had, she would not be
feeling her way." ‘

“ But she can send her boats in.” I

H Ah yes, but then we can sink them I guess
with our two twalves, and, with the women on
the cliffs to help us, we can pourin a hot fire of
muakotry and beat them off. 0

“ When she goes away we must seek another
retreat, that is all, Pinto.”

“ Yes, senor,” said the lad, and at the urgent
request of Santa. who wished to make no mis-
take in the e es of the chief, and so («night for a
foil in the _ I. Pluto took his crutches and
went tip/to Botanical: otjtho brig. ‘ ‘ ‘ ' ’

 

      
 

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She was standing in through the encircling
reefs and was heading as though for a landing
upon the island, rather than to sail by to open
water some leagues beyond.

Sue was little over a league and a half from
the island, and did she, after passing beth een
two reef isles, head for the end of the island re-
treat, there sho was surely coming to anchor
and going to Sl'lld her boats to make a landing if
they knew Where to find one.

The boy and Santo wutched her eagtrly from
a hiding~place in the foliage.

A fair breeze was blowing and she was coming
bravely on.

“ She is going to send her boats out, lad,” said
Santo anxiously, as she passed through the reef
and headed straight for the end of the island
where the harbor w as.

“ Yes, but they may not be able to find the
entrance, senor, unless there is some one aboard
who knows of it.”

“ I hope they may not: but oh! for a hurri-
cane to catch them herel”

“ Then all on board would be lost.”

“ Without a doubt, for the only refuge would
be to get into our harbor, and that she cannot
do without a skillful pilot, yes, and a daring one
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They watched the brig closely until they saw
her run up‘within a mile of the island.

Then suddenly her sails flapped and her head—
way stopped.

“Pinto!” almost shouted Senor Santa.

“ Yes, senor.”

“ Do you see that?”

:‘ She is becalmed."

‘ 7 7

“ It will be followed by a storm.”

“ Sure.”

“ Then the brig will be wreck .”

“ There is a shadow of a c 00 for her,
Pinto.” -

‘f See she has let fall her anchors.” ,

“ Yes, and is taking in sail.” .

“ And lowering away her boats.”

This last seemed to startle Santo, for he called
out uickly:

“ hen I must get to my post and have the
people readv.

“ Come, Pinto, come as fast as you can, for I
wish you to command the two guns.”

“ Yes senOr,” said the lad as Captain Santa
bounded away. .

But he seemed in no hurry to grasp the honor ‘
thrust upon him and still watched the brig. ,
There were four boats lowered and they were
being filled with armed men in a deliberate sort
of way that showed the hrig’s commander felt
that he had a duty to perform and meant to do

it.

Then Pinto walked dewn the hill leisurely up-
on his crutches until he reocbed a masked bat-
tery of two guns, commanding theventrance to
the secret harbor. / ‘

There were eight men hero, and over on the
headland Were the buccaneers in force. men,
Women and the larger children, some half huh-
dred all told, and they were armed with muskets,
with plenty of other weapons at hand. ,

From the brig nothing could be seen of their
prlegarations for battle and the island looked de- ’

so . .
As Pinto reached the battery. Captain Show
came up and said that all was in readinesslfur "
the resistance that was to be made. ‘
“We will let the boats come in under the _.
headland. Pinto, and then you open with your ~ 
guns and you ought to sink a couple of them.
“ hen our people can pour in a fire of ~ ‘
musketry, and if we don’t send them back to 
the brig half the number that came out lam I
very much mistaken. : 
“ Now let us have a look at them,” and Santa 
led the way to the point of lookout.  ,_' '-
Tbey soon reached it and the boots 'were‘osen

a mile of the island, but pu ling in a direction
which caused Saute to remark:  J ’
“ They do not know the harbor, Pinto, for”;
they are l“pulling straight for the .shore to bun ‘ *

for a la ing.
“ Now we have them i”
“ Hark, senor l" v .
As he uttered the words , Pinto placed lib
hand upon the arm of the Island Ca tain. ,,"
“El tornado !” shouted Santa ith almOIS
fiendish jo , as he glanced behind him whithern
had been ard the ominous sound which
caught the ears of the lad. ,r -
“Yes, senor, there will be a hurflcane,"saidt
the boy. . r! ‘ ,
“ And that saves us and destroys 
cursedvessel-of-war.  ‘
“ Hark! that thunder growl louder, and.“
storm will come soon after in htfall.” :
. “ They hear the rumqu of t a storm 
brig, senor. for see, they are recalling. t 
boats,” said Pinto. , ' ‘
A gun flushed from the bows of the 11:13
and up to the peak was now sent the Stars:-
Stripes, which showed the vessel's nationality,- ‘
while the boots going shoreward at once began
to circle around to ut back for the brig. .
“ We are saved, into!” cried Santa. 2 j - _,
“ And that beautiful vessel with all on hound
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CHAPTER XX XVII.
A DARING SWIMMER.

CAPTAIN SANTO, in his great joy at seeing the
boats put back to the brig, sprung down the
path to acquaint the buccaneers of their good
fortune.

He was willing and ready to make the fight,
and would have been proud of the honor of heat-
ing back the brig’s crew, but then he did not
like Americans, and he rather dreaded an at-
tack from them, kn0wing that they had a way
of overcoming the greatest of obstacles.

They might beat them off, but the storm com-
ing up would solve all doubts by destroying the
br’ilg utterly.

hen Sauto knew that if the brig was wrecked
the currents there would drive all the wreckage
upon the island, and the booty might be consid-
derable.

So Saute ran down to congratulate the bucca-
neers upon their prospects, while Pinto remained
at the lookout.

The lad saw that the storm was SWeeping up
from a point of the compass which always
brought a terrible tornado, as he knew from ex-
perience.

He saw that the brig would be driven directly
upon the headland reef and go to pieces, and
that for a soul to escape would be impossible.

He knew that a dozen anchors would never
hold upon that hard bottom, but that the brig
would draw them along at a terrible pace when
the hurricane caught her in its gras .

The boats scon reached the brig and were
tuickly hauled up to the davits and lashed

ere.

Then the topmasts were lowered and another
anchor was let fall, while all sails, except just
enough to steady the vessel, il' forced to use
them, were tighly furled.

“ That captain knows what he is about.

“ I guess he’s been caught in these hurricanes
before; but the r fellow does not know that no
anchor will ho d on the bottom about this isl-
and,” mused Pinto as he watched proceedings
aboard the brig. "

The mutterings of the storm were now grow-
ing louder and louder, and as the sun touched
thehorizon the dark clouds began to skurry
across the heavens making darkness come on
before nightfall.

,z‘ Fora Ion while the boy watched the rising

‘ \  tempest, sti 1 far off, and the brig which he look-

   

":  was had

, .v 'morrow, when we will reap

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This

 ‘ upon the point watching the

ed upon as doomed.

Then he said in a low, determined way:

“ I must do it, and I will.”

He made his way down the hill upon his
crutches and found Captain Santo at the bat-

just returned from the headland,
where he had dismissed the people from duty,
and had come to do the same for the gunners.

“ We need do nothing more, men. until to-
the harvest the
storm will gather in for us ” he heard Captain
Santa say, and the gunners left the battery and
went to their respective cabins.

,  “ Well, Pinto, there will be no fight," called

out .
‘_‘ No, senor, but the brig will be wrecked.”

“ That is certain; but you better get your
; supper and turn in, for you look pale, lad, and I

‘ {fear-I have been moving you about too much

today.” .
.I “ I will to my cabin, senor,” said the lad,
- and he hob led away upon his crutches.
Once there he closed the door and took from
-placo a belt heavy with gold.
buckled about his waist, and then re-
suming his crutches left the cabin.
It was dark now and the howling of the

 ‘ unspest could be heard not many leagues away,

. and , growing louder and louder. I
« Leaving the path’the lad hurried along the
ridge,’ keeping toward the headland, or arm

, 1’ that formed the shelter to the harbor of the

island. ,
The clifl was bold there, with only one way to
’303 down to the sea, and that was‘ by a leap of
- some thirty feet.
-,_ But the lad had often made the leap, to the
jrlmiration of the buocaneers, and swam around

7 ate the’ harbor.
1‘ " To have entered the water in the harbor and
. , around to the cllfl would have been a
 V of a mile, and this Pinto determined to
. - save himself. .
f To get a hint was impossible, for they had all

 ,‘hesn drawn far out in anticipation of the tem-

gst, and he could not get one alone back into
0 sea.

/ Did he attain
» chances were tha he would be seen.
The schooner lay under double anchors in’the

;" harbor, and though no watch was kept on

board, still there would be men prowling alon

,sthe haven shore looking to it that their nets an

. boats were in safety.

4 So Pinto took the headland path, his crutches
ready should he most any one, and the chances
were that some of the bummm might be“ out

g.

_ 7: ,But no one was there, the supper hour having

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She was all of a mile away, and Pinto knew
that it would be a race with the tempest for
life. '—

He had made up his mind to do two good acts.
He would escape to the brig»of—war, and thus
and his enforced life of piracy, and he would
then pilot the vessel out of danger, for he knew
the waters perfectly thereabouts, and with the
tempest coming in the direction from which it
was, he knew, with the island as a mark over
the brig’s stern, he could hold her on a course
that would clear the coral isles, reefs and
shoals.

As he stood watching the brig’s position be-
fore making the leap to swim out to her, he,saw
a vivid flash of lightning before him.

“ Hal there comes still another tornado.
“This is going to be an awful night, for the
two hurricanes must meet each other about
here, and I know what that means. Only shel-
ter in this land-locked refuge can save that
brig now. But can she be saved? I must dare
all to try and save her!"

He tightened the belt about his waist, drew
off his jacket and shoes, and cast them down
into the sea.

Then he held a crutch in eithcrhand, with
which to check his downward tendency after he
should reach the water.

Another instant and the boy officer of the Red
Wings made the spring from the cliff of the
pirate island to begin his desperate swim out to
the bri «if-war, which was doomed if the brave
boy cou d not reach her.

CHAPTER XXXVIII.
ran STRUGGLE FOR LIFE.

WHEN Pinto arose from his plunge from the
clifi’, be cast his crutches from him and struck
out with strong and quick stroke for the brig.

He could see her lights, so had a beacon by
which to hold his course, but from the water
she looked a very long distance away.

With the inky c10uds coming down ahead of
him, and the ra id approach of the tornado
from beyond the sland, it was enough to appall
the stoutest heart; but Pinto was a stranger to
fear. His adventurous experiences of the past
few years had made him self-reliant in 8. won-
derful degree.

His father had been a splendid swimmer, and
when becalmed at so i. he would often spring
overboard with the boy when he was only six
years of age, and thus the lad had learned to
defy the sea even. ‘

His powers of endurance in the water had
been the admiration and wonder of the Sea
Brigands, and on several occasions he hadswum
around the island on a wager.

No man could equal him in rapid swimmin
or in endurance for long distances, and he wuufd
dive and remain so long under water that the
buccaneers often gave him up as dead, when he
quld bob up serenely with a laugh at their

cars.

But now, he was to take his life in his hands,
for the desperate struggle to get to the brig
would surely task all his powers.

There was not a breath of air, but the sea was
restless before the coming of the resistless tropic
tornadoes and tossed about in uneasy waves; but
the bold young swimmer had made the venture
and though he knew that he could easily round
the headland and regain safety for himself, he
set his face sterul y and nerved himself to go to
the brig or perish in the effort to do so.

Then a hundred lives and more were depend-
ing upon him alone, though perhaps not one of
them dreamed of their danger, he thought, feel-
ing secure in their fine vessel with both anchors

 

down and all ready to meet the coming tempest’s

onslaught.

Several times the lad turned and looked back
toward the island, and was glad to see that he
was making good headway.

The choppy sea retarded him, making it slow
work to get ahead, but his strokes were steady,
untiring and strong and he want along against
the great odds.

The brig’s lights burned brighter and brighter,
and the bold swimmer could see that she too was
also feeling the choppy seas and tugging at her
anchors.

“ If the seas were running strong in one direc-
tion they would soon see that her anchors would
drag; but, as it‘is, there is no strain upon them
yet. the youth said as he held on his way.

Dimmer and dimmer grew the dark island
shores in his rear, while fighter and bri hter,
like beacons of hope, beamed the brig’s lig t be-
fore him.

Two—thirds of the distance had been gone over
and yet he kept up his stron’g and steady strokes,
seemingly as untiring as machinery.

Nearer and nearer, until the outlines of the
brig’s hull became visible, and her rig also, as
well as the lights.

The sea was becomin more chop y, and there
was but a narrow strea of star-lig t across the
hg'avens betwoen the clouds rushing toward each
0 er. '

Now and then a blinding flash of lightuin
that bewildered him fora moment would bu
out of the Indus- 01f jet berm-g him, and coming
nearer, sw .t a sea as t ey came.

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plainly heard the roar of the tornado, unac-
companied by lightning, but with that ominous
glare which the buccaneers were Went to call
El ojo del hurrican.*

Beyond the island the sea was illumined with
this weird glare, the lad knew well, but the
shadows of the isle darkened the waters around.

The tempest coming from the other direction
was rent by the vivid lightning’s fiery serpents
oftener and oftcner, to be succeeded by the deep
boom of thunder that seemed to shake the very
Bea bodily, and come full voiced, as if to momen-
tarily destroy all sound of the roaring tornado
coming on so swiftly and terribly.

Like winged monsters made for destruction
the two storms came on, to give battle to each
other over the seething sea, and woe unto even
a line-of-battle ship if caught between them, the
lad well knew.

For a moment, as he realized how utterly
helpless the brig would be, he was almost un—
nerved, and ceased for an instant his untirin
strokes; but the weakness “as temporary, an
he dashed on a ain with renewed vigor, making
each stroke telf

The brig was now near at hand, and the lad
could see that the men were at their' posts. It
told him the gravity of their situation was re-
cognized by all.

n, on through the chopping seas he went.

He glanced behind him and saw only black-
ness, and heard the roaring of the now fast-
nearing tempest.

As he di so a flash of red flame rent the
clouds of the opposing storm, and he beheld, for
a second, the island as in the sunlight.

Then he swam on, and while he rose upon the
waves he hailed, loud, clear and long:

“B 'g ahoy! ahoy! a-h-o-y!”

The air was still as death, only the wash of
the waves about the brig, and the fretting chain
cables, with the distant roar of the coming hur-
ricane.

The voice came out of the sea and fell upon
the ears of officers and men upon the deck as a
voice from the spirit land.

Strong men, brave men, racked with super-
stition gave a groan of absolute fear, believin
the voice to be that of a spirit, warning them 0
doom. l

But again came the call out of the sea:

“ Ahoy! ahoy the brigl stand by on your
starboard quarter to throw me a rope!”

Quickly upon the bulwark leaped a form in
uniform and his tones were manly and ring-

ing:
“ Who hails from the sea? Whereawayi” ‘1

“ A pilotl Throw me a rope!" came back the
response from the serrated water.

CHAPTER XXXIX.
ON CONDITIONS.

IT was a decided surprise to the crew of the
brig, from the commander d0wu, to see come I)
by the rope thrown a bare-headed, bare-foo
lad of fourteen, with blue sailor shirt, white
duck pants and a leather belt heavy with gold
as his only clothing.

“ Well, oung man, who and what are you, to
thus boar an American man-of-war from the
sea?“ demanded the commander of the brig, a
young man of thirty with the appearance and
confidence of a thorou h sailor.

He had something 0 a curious look-supon his
face as Pinto confronted ' '

 

him. ~

The lad saluted politely, and replied in his
terse, but respectful way:

“ 1 can explain about myself, senor, at an-
other time; but just now our vessel is in dan-
ger, as no anchor will he (1 npou this hard bot-
tom when the storm strikes you." .

“ Ah! then you baVe come here to do what
you can to save my vessel?"

“ Yes, sir, I swam out from the ifland.”

“ It is said tobe a pirate island.”

“It is a retreat, senor, of outlaws and sea
brigands.”

‘ And you—”

“ I supgose I am an outlaw, too, as my home
is there, t ough not from choice, senor, as I am
a on ive.” -

“ on you are the very one to guide us to the
pirate haunt.”

“ Senor I will llot (your brig to Iafet , as
soon asa breath 0 win comes; so please ave
all ready; but I must ask conditions if I save
the vessel."

“ Conditions?”

“ Yes, senor.”

“You demand a price!” ,

“Not in lgold, senor; but, if you on ture the
retreat, I as the pardon of one man t ore, and
that on do not execute any one of the people—
imprisoning them instead.

‘ These are strau 9 conditions, young man.”

“ The buccaneers ve been kindto me, senor,
and I would not betray them, if I felt that they
would be put to death. ,

“ I will pilot the brig into a safe harbor, and
then, if you take the retreat, 1 will not consider.
myself a traitor; but I ask the freedom of one
man, and that on do not put others to death.”
“ Suppose I orce you to be m pilot.”

The ad laughed outright, whi e be said:

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“ If I had a hundred lives, senor, I would die
a hundred times before I would be forced against
my will to do what I feel was wrong.”

The captain of the brig saw the face of the
boy plainly by the light of the battle-lanterns,
and something he read there told him that the
strange young visitor to his brig would not be
driven. So he replied:

" You are a brave lad, I respect your wishes
and accept your conditions. If you can save
this brig, and I frankly confess” that all now de-
pends upon you, when I look about me, I will
pledge my commission that you get a middie’s

ertn in the navy, for you will have more than
won it.

“Will you take the wheel?” The anchors are
leaving the bottom and I feel the current of air
ahead of the tempest.”

“ If it was not for this storm astern, senor, I
would have run you through the reefs to open
water; but now, I can only take you into the
island harbor.” ‘

“Then take the wheel, for the brig is in your
hands,” and the ca tain was now all anxiety.

“I will go aloft orwurd, senor, and direct the
wheelman from there.”

The laid ran forward, sprung into the shrouds
and was soou perched up in his position of ob-
servation, from which he could see ahead and
. around.

, The storm coming down from astern already
made itself felt by pust of wind, and the brig
under only storm-sails began to forge ahead.

The lirig’s captain stood by the two men at the
. Wheel, while he ordered an officer forward and
1 another amidships to pass the orders from the
young pilot, should his voice not be heard in the
roar of the storm.

As the brig began to feel the wind that now
came in sudden puffs, she would start forward
fiercely, for a few len ths, carecnin well over,
and then her sails won d flap violen y.

The streak of starlight across the heavens, be-
tween the two storms, was now very narrow,
and the roar of the telnpest coming from be-
yond the island was like the voice of a volcano,

The lightning from the storm coming down
astern revealed the jet-black waves of clou'is,
, i , the foaming sea, the island and the dangerous

" shoals and surfs upon all sides.

It was the hope of Pluto to rush in before
the storm to the harbor and gain an anchorage
‘. before the other tempest should strike.

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L haven he knew that the winds and waves would
i be terrible to withstand. ‘
‘ ’ If the storm astern would on] strike t‘iem
- first this could be done, but it loo ed as though
it would be a close race between the two aerial
giants, a rushing of both to first seize their prey
—-the American brig-of-war. '

Not a soul upon the brig now but realized the
full gravity of their situation. They felt that
} in the boy pilot was their only hope, and that
‘ be e Seemed slender indeed.

hey could understand now that the anchors

would never haVe held upon the hard bottom,

even a ainst one storin’s force, and that be~

twoen 9 two tropic hurricanes, surrounded as

. they were by reefs, destruction and death would
have been certain.

" I...) dam" as“?

i  All could see the big black island, the foam-
-i 7:, ing watersas they dashed upon the encircling
v 1 reef and knew haw terrible it would be wnen

the storms came with all their fierceness.

 

.. ii i The young captain had been directed to cruise
 ’37" through the Bahamas. landing at all the islands
is:  snipected of being the haunts of Sea Brigands.

. ti 5 8 had hOped to find a inventor the night on

 .r the buccaneer island. and if not, to tan an,
-; chorage until morning, when he lei, his

.‘n way out of the dangerous waters in w let; be
* knew his ship to be.

With the storm coming on, be'had recalled his
boats, and wisely made all shipshapo for the
tempest, which he saw was hearing down from
beyond the island, and this would be also for
him he knew.

But he did not know that where his anchors
gird dropped there was no holding-place for

em.

Then came the other storm before their vision
and all realized that, if the brig was saVed, it
would be a miracle indeed.

CHAPTER XL.
run YOUNG sxr PILOT.
Evnnv eye upon the brigsif-war was turned
aloft to where the daring boy pilot clunghhis
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eyes fixed upon the island n the bosom of w ch
he sought to find safety or the vessel and over
a bun red lives.

It was a moment of appalling peril, while the
two storms were rushin forward; but the one
astern was felt first, an , under the impulse of
the advance winds,_ the stanoh bri'g began to
drivs f ,rward rapidly. The nuloosed wind
drovc‘ before it a man of foam Which looked like
a bu e snow wall, and it seemed to many that
the rig,stancb as she was, must be crushed
down to the depths beneath it. ‘
Fortunately for the Vessel she was driving
flared , law when the full force of the bum-
:1”):f done. and “fire er a moment a
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were irresistible; but, loud, shrill rung the voice
of the boy aloft:

“ Stea y at the helml”

The voice was met with a cheer by the' plucky
crew, for it told them that the dauntless boy
had not lost his calm courage, and was watching
the brig With an eye to see and save.

The first shock over, the brig drove frightfully
in speed, but the mist of the mountain wave
had passed and the next moment came the roar
as the wall of waters were hurled against the isl-
and with a shock that fairly shook it to its foun-
dation.

On drove the strong vessel, directly for that
black wall, and from aloft came the clear boyish
voice, distinctly heard above the roar:

“ Starboardl Starboard your helm, hard I”

The men heard the command and ere’ it could
be repeated by their captain, obeyed.

The brig answered grandly, and then came:

“ Steady as you are!"

“ Steady it is!” shouted back the captain.

Then quick, sharp and decisive came the
command from aloft:

“ Hard! hard down your helm and hold her i”

The bows of the brig flew around with fright-
ful velocity until they pointed almost back into
the teeth of the tempest, when, commandineg
came the order:

“ Stead as you are!”

On one side, then, all saw towering above
them, and not the brig’s length away upon
either side, the headland and the point, the gate-
way mto the harbor of the Sea Brignnds!

0n shot the brig for a. few cables length when
another order came and rounding the point she
ran into the island basin.

The shock of striking the island had hurled
back the tempest for a few minutes, as though
it was gathering for another rush upon its foe;
but, just as the brig shot into the basin the
island tre bled under the blow of the other
tempest as it struc the other shore.

Spray was dash clear over the island, and
rocks, limbs of trees, shells and sands came
driving over into the basin and fell upon the
decks of the brig. ,

The two awful wind-bursts, had met over the
island ani the Combat was appalling.

“Let a.) both anchwrs,” shouted the lad from
his perch, and he slid down a rope to the deck,
his duty done.

The anchors were let fall quickly; the sails
set were torn from their hold before they could
be taken in, and the brig rocked violently under
the wild seas driven into the basin, and the
whirling winds above. -

It was still a moment of suspense to all, for
no one in the vessel had seen such a combat of
tempest before, and the men crouched down in
dread, all knowing that the end was not yet.

And thus for our an hour raged the fearful
conflict of the teinpests, and though the anchors
held firm in the harbor there, all knew that death
would have come quickly and sure to them had
the brig been out of that secure retreat.

Worn out at last, Pinto had gone below and
turned in at the urgent request of the captain
in his cabin.

His anxiety of the past few weeks to make his
escape, his long swim, and then the strain upon
his nerves in saving the brig had completely
prestrated him and he slept like one in a trance.

When he at last awoke it was nearly noon of
the day following the storm and be beheld the
handsome captain of the brig bending over him.

He looked bewildered for awhile and than
cried:

“ I saved the brig, did I not, sench

“ You did indeed, my noble lad, and in mas-
terly style, too.

“ Every man on board this vessel owes you his
life and realizes it as well as I do.”

“I am glad I did my duty, senor; but it is
dayli ht.”
' 99.
noon, an becoming anxious about you I deter-
mind to 800 what was the matter.” '

x 0h, senor, the buccaneersi” '

Are my risoners, One and all I ’guess,
bays nearly alf a hundred, all told.
‘ They surrendered, senor, without a fight?”

“ We landed before dawn, for the storm blew
over after midnight, and surprised them in their
Quarters, so no resistance was ofl'ered."

“And what do they think of me, senor, for r

they call me a traitor
' “ hey know not you were my pilot, and there
is no' need for them to know it if you preter.‘ I
have them all rleoners on board the schooner I
found here in be harbor, as also their boats, and
have a prize crew in charge which sails at once
for New Orleans.”

“ And Captain Saute!”

“ Who is at”.

“ The one I wished to have you set free, senor.”

“i shall do as I promised, my lad, so will send
for the man."

This was done and the moisenger returned
with the response that Miguel Santa could not

be found. '
9 wine of the Sea Brigands

The last seen of him
had said. W” “Vb” '19 the schooner dur-

in the flaming” *"m‘ A'W’U crew fearin she
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Neither Captain Santo nor any of the crew
with him had been seen since, and it was sup-
posed that they bad been lost, for several boats
upturned and crushed were found upon the har-
bor shores.

A thorough search failed to find Santo or his
men, and so Pinto was compelled to believe that
he and the twelve buccaneers who accompanied
him were 10st in the storm.

The brig sailed away, her captain and crew
more than happy at their escape, and satisfied
with their capture of the Sn Brigands’ island
retreat and their schooner as a prize.

And with the brig sailed Pinto, the boy capv
tive of the buccaneers. g

CHAPTER Xlil.
SANTO’S LUCK.

SANTO, the Island Captain, was an experienc—
ed sailor, and he soon realized that the storm
was to be no common one.

He saw the other storm also coming up, and

e feared for the schooner in the harbor should
both meet there. .

If the harbor became too wild, he émew he
could send out with the schooner an run for
open water some leagues beyond, returning
after the gale had blown itself out, if, as a last.
alternative he had to do this.

But by being on board the schooner he knew
that he could, under storm stay—sails, beat up
and down the little harbor and thus save the ,2":
craft, as he feared she might part her cables if 
left at anchor. '.

So be first went up to the quarters of the chief
to tell Pinto what he meant to do, and to his sur-
prise found the lad gone.

He supposed he was out looking at the coming
storms, or at some of the cabins, and so Santo
went from place to place, picking his men to go
on board of the schooner with him and alsoto
find Pinto. -

But the lad he did not of course find, though
be secured the twelve men whom he wished to
aid him in the schooner.

On board this vessel was the principal booty
belonging to the buccaneers, and the treasure
left by Captain Kent upon his last visit.

Santa knew that thermft would stand an
Weather, if forced to leave the harbor, wide
with two storms raging, he feared would he the
case.

So they went down to the coast, and selecting
the largest of the boats, they shoved off.

“ I’ll take a look first at the brig, lads, for we
can get the schooner under way, if we have
to, in a few minutes,” said Santo, and he headed
for the pass out to sea.

The scene was a terrible one, as they beheld ,
it, once they had run out into Open water, and ' 1
they sat in their tossing-boat, oars at rest,
gazing about them. ‘ .

“ This is the worst night I ever experienced -
in all my sea life,” said Santo, and every man
of the twelve in the boat with him agreed that
he was right. ‘ ,

Suddenly Smite uttered a cry of alarm, and
pointing toward the brig, called out: _ ‘

“She is under sail, and coming directly for
the harbor. . I
1 “She has a pilot on board, men, and wcliro

cstl .

All realized that the brig was running for tho .7 
harbor and she came on in a way that. showed ..
she had a pilot on board, that was certain. , ‘

To regain the shore and give the alarm even ' v
would be impossible, and to get the peoplcto
the battery and the headland was not to be
thought of for a minute. ‘. W.

There was but one thing‘ they could do, and *‘
that was to look out for themselves. -  _

“,Give way hard, men, for the storm is com-i

lug, too, and we’ll pull to a lean mg.” .
_‘ But we can never reach it, cried more!"
voxccs. - g.
“ We can reach a landing I know of, and
hiding-place, too, it will be for us! , , ‘

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sudden put his helm hard down and run,“
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The order was obeyed, and then came the
commands to “back water" and “stand by to
leave the boat.” 3? :‘

She glided alongside of a reef, and instantly,
Santa s rung out, followed by the men.

“ s, it will be hard work, but we mint
save the boat, and > to do it we have to carry”
around the headland in this roof to the ow
shore where 1 know a hiding place for it

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“Now, out with the cars, mat,
to 1i hten her!" '

This was done and the men carried them ,
the reef until the rounded the headland.

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round the headland and not three cables’ length

away. ,

But the tempest was upon them too, and they I
"had barely time to rush up around the breaks I
in the wall with the boat and crouch down for !
safety when the tempt-st struck. t

Sailors, buccaneers and superstitious as they t
Were, they were in dread alarm that Retribution 5
had come upon them at last. i

The island seemed to rock under the force of I
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“ It is true, senor.”

“ Why he was on crutches, and—”

“ Not so lame us you ~11pposwl, Si nor.”

“But how did he get out to the brig!”

“ I suppose he swam out, for he’s just the boy
to tlI') if.”

“ I believe you are right, and yet I cannot
feel that Pinto was a traitor.”

“ I saw him, senor, from the hill yonder, for
you see I have my glass."

” You saw him?”

I
orders to run through the Bahamas scorching
it for sea outlaws.

After his successful blow at the buccunccrs
upon Kent’s island stronghold, the brig had
stood scuward. as has been seen, with the
prize schooner in her wake.

l’into had been the pilot of the brig. and
having run through the shoals, reefs and
lsll‘s‘ to open water, “inning the admiration

One thun-lered away upon its coast.
For w’i'V‘l‘Tfll hours the frightened men crouched

thcl'“, drenched with the spray and fearing

death.
But at

.cattercvl, the fierce winds sWept on and the

huge waves became each moment less violent.

Then Santo sullied forth to seek the hiding- I

place he had in mind.
The men went with him and found it a break

in the coast of the island, which, to reach,oue ‘

could only come the way they had, and us to
) land upon the headland from a boat was the

_i only means of getting there they felt that they
5 were secure.
‘, Then they brought the bout there and it was

just before dawn they threw themselves down
to rest, for to give warning to their comrades up
on the island was impossible.

They beheld the brig drive like mad past the

pilot who knew the harbor well, and posseseed
uncommon nerve was at the helm.

Who that pilot was they did not know, Could
not guess, but Santo said:

“ Mates, I did not believe that other man

than Captain Kent and myself could bring a’

,~ : vessel into this harbor as that brig came.”
{3‘ “ Unless it is the lad,” said one of the men.
 “ Pinto?”

“ Yes, senor.”
“Yes, he could do it, for he knows these

did do it I cannot even guess.”

“ Perha )8 it was the chief in a. new vessel, and
trying to ool us by dropping anchoron there
'1 ,_ this afternoon,” said one, and all started at the
  sugi’estion. -

 1‘ ‘ erhaps. it was, but yet no, it could not
" have been,” Baum said thoughtfully.
. It was sunrise when they awoke and Santa
‘5‘. , crept out toreconnoiter.
'  He saw the brig at anchor in the harbor and
> read the situation at a glance, so returned to his
comrades, and all remained in suspense until
later in the day they beheld the vessel-of-war
- stand out to sea, the prize schooner following
in her wake.

     
    
        
       
    
        
        
     
     
        
     

 

CHAPTER XLII.
, rm: RETURN.

Tn buccaneers watched the brig disa peer
"with feelings of delight, congratulating hem-
aclves upon their own escape, whatever the fate
mi ht be of their comrades. .

hey looked at the yard-arm of the brig like
men who expected to see dangling there human
forms.

Until the brig was nearly hull down the
dared. not leave their place of concealment, fee -
{jug sure that glasses were upon the island to see
' if any one had escaped the cruiser’s crew. '
‘At last they came out of their hiding-place
 and followin the reel'around stood gazing to-
ward the lan lug.

Not a moment had they stood there when
they were startled by seeing several forms.

At first they feared the brig had left there
we of their crew to catch any buccaneers
, who had been in hiding intending to return for

,‘thom; but a. second glance showed that they
 fire some of the buccanoerS.

" . Baum hailed loudly and it startled the others
“visibly.

: ' But they too recognized their comrades, and
gone came along the headland ridge hen he was
. hailed by Santa and told to bring a' t.

‘ Ono boat was found in not too bad repair and
it was rowed out to the ledge, when the Island
I f Captain and his men ember ed for the landing,

determined to leave their boat in its hiding-
g'plaoo, at least for the resent.

1‘ Then‘Santo heard he story of the landing of
the. brig’a crew and captain of the buccaneers,
only five of those in the cabins being able to
mu 9 their em .

g “ But did the not search the island, Benito?"
am the Island Captain.

 “Oh, on, senor, thorough] ; but I have a.
hiding-p ace I discovered, an I took my mates
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, . ““Now I would give much to know who was

s. the brig’s pilot into the harbor?”

” Why don’t or“: know, senor?”

" I certainly c not.”

-~ “It was that young traitor, the chief's pet.”
:You do not . can Senor Pinto?” ' ,

  

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headland, round it in a masterly way, and sweep ,
on into the harbor, and they knew that Some 3

. waters better than any of us, I admit; but who 1

last the storm clouds parted and"

l “ I did, senor, I saw him on the dch of the
1 brig acting as her pilot out to sen.”

l Americans get anything?”

“ 'l‘hey failed to get our stores, senor, in the
coral caVe, but the schooner, booty and our
t people, ullcxcepting ourselves, they got,”

“ IVell, senor, there is but one thing for us to
It (10,1)
| “ Yes, senor.” ’

“ We must await the coming of the chief and
then go Upon the Red Wings."

“ It is all we can do, Senor Captain, until the

he will make you Island Captain again, for we
can all testify that it was not your fault, the
capture of the stronghold.” 

“ No, I do not consider that I am to blame,
Benito; but we can only now seek shelter for
the night and to-morrt )w build up quarters again,
for I see that they have burned everything.”

answered Benito.
The buccaneers now sought the coral cave in

 

soon had a good supper Cooking, after whicli,
tired out with all they had passed through, they
threw themselves down to sleep, for night was
coming on. ‘
The down came and Santo strolled up to the
hilltop for a look over the sea.
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from his face, and send him at a run down to
where his comrades Were, some of them still
sleeping.

“ Quick, men, the American brig is returning
so WU must have things look as they left them.”

“ The brig returning?” was the startled cry of
the baccnneers.

“Yes, nnd some of you get down to the shore
and put the boat as it was, while others scatter
the traces of our last night’s supper.”

The men hastened away to obey the order
while Benito asked:

“ How far off is the brig, senor?”

“Two leagues yet, but the wind is fair and she
is heading straight for the island, and within
two hours will drop anchor here.”

“Now, Benito, where is your hiding place?” .

“I will take you to it in good time, senor.”

“ Is there any fear of it being discovered”

“Not the slightest, senor, for to Reach it we
must climb a tree and step 03 upon a ledge, and
‘here is a comma large enough for all of us.”

“ Good! we will go there when all the men
are ready, and it is lucky for us we can, Benito,
for we could not reach my hiding- lace now
without being seen from the brig’s dec .”

“ Senor Santa?”

“ Well?”

9‘ If the brig comes it is for a purpOSef”

“ Yes, but what can be the purpose?”

“ Perhaps Pinto the lad has told that some of
us must still be upon the island."

“ It may be, but he does not know your hid- ,

lug-place?"

“ No, senor; but it may be that he has told
how the brig is expected back soon and the brig
returns to await for him.”

“ Whewl that must be it, Bonito."

" Then, senor, it We have to remain in hiding
for some time, perhaps weeks, it will be well to
take provisions there with u, and water.” ‘

“Good. Benito! you are a. jewel, and Ileave
it to you to get the provisions from the cave,
while I with some of the men fill water-casks to
carry with us.”

All was at once excited action among the buc-
cafleers, for watch-asks were taken to the
springs, borne upon poles swung upon the shoul-

“ l\'t-ll,Icun doubt no longer; but did the

chief establishes another rvtrcnf, when I hope i

“ Yos, senor, they made a clean sweep of it,” ‘

the shore, where they kept their ship’s stores, and i

', of the commander and crew thereby, he

turned to (‘aptain (‘lifford (‘arr and said:

“i \\‘()llltl like to report for duty, sir, if
you wish."

“ \Vcll, what, other duty can you perform,
my lad?" Was the smiling response.

; “I have done duty before tltc mast. sir,

and as an oiliccr, though upon a private

craft.”

“ You have not told me your name yet,
my lad?"

“I have almost. forgotten my real name,
sir, as l have been called Pinto by the buc-
canccrs for so long a time; out my name is
Claude (,‘ussiday.’y

‘ Claude Cassiday?

“ Why that is the name of a gallant officer
of the navy, who rcccived his commission
1 from the merchant service for having saved
a brig-of-war right hcrc in the Bahamas, or
rather her crew, for she went down."

“ It must. have been my father, :ir, for I
was namcd after him, and he commanded a.
West Indian trading schooner, andil was
1 lost from the vessel right here in the Baha-
, mas over three years ago, I believe it was.”

1 “Now I recall it, Lieutenant Cassiday

; did lose a son in some mysterious way.

E “I met your father, as I am now sure it
was, when in Havana. and he was an officer
on board the Emerald sloop—of-war, and a.
splendid lookingr man he was too‘.’

“It must have been my father, sir, for I

‘ came upon the graves of u. cutter’s crew com- ’

mandcd by him, sent out from the Emerald,
and he was the sole survivor. " '

“ Yes, I remember hearing of it, and it
was sad indeed to have him meet the fate he
afterward did in Mexico at the hands of
Mexican bandits, after all he had passed
through.” ' 
startled way.

“ Alas. yes, my poor boy; but I had for-
gotten that you could hardly know the fact.

“Iwill tell you all of the sad circum-
stances, as I had the story from several brother
oflicerc.”und While Claude Cussiday leaned
over the taffrail, gazing down into the wake
of the brig as she sped along through the
blue waters, Captain Clifford Carr told the
story of his father’s death in Mexico, and
how nobly Lieutenant Hartwell, a brother
officer had stood by him while dying, and
then saved him from the cruel Mexicans.

Little Claude listened with deep emotion,
now and then asking a question, and then he
said: ’

"I am needed at home. more than my
thought, for my mother and sister have not
my father to care for them now.”

“ You my a brave boy, Claude. and will
make your mark yet.

“Your father won his commission by sav-
ing the crew of Ilartwcll's brig, at the risk of
his owu vessel and men, and you have saved
my brig and our lives by most desperate,
splendid pluck thathas never been surpassed,
andI have told you that you shall haven
midshipman’s berth for your noble services,
for gold you indignantly refused.”

 

ders of four men. Some filled the casks, others
carried them to the tree which had to be scaled
to reach the hiding place, and others drew them
up with ropes and stowed them away.
Provisions were brought too, also weapons
and ammunition from the same store—house, or
cave, rather, and when the last man, Santo, had
climbed up to the retreat, Benito, who was
perched up in the tree, reported that the brig'
was entering the harbor of the buccnneer island.

 

CHAPTER XLiu.
THE REWARD 0F BAKING.

THE brigof-war Restless was the one that
had so nearly met her doom in the Bahamas,
and had captured the buccaneer island of

“ Yes, sir, i would not take pay in gold
for saving a life, but I would be glad of a
commission, ever so glad, if you think I
have deserved it." ,

“ You have more than done so and every
officer and man, from myself to thecabin-
boys will go upon the plea for theappoint-
ment foriyou, which I shall present in person
to the President.

“Through you this brig has been saved,
one hundred and fifteen lives. a fine schooner
has been taken, With many thousand dollars
in booty. while a band of buccancers have
been capt'ured, and a severe blow dealt
piracy in these waters.”

 

Captain Kent.
Her commander, Clifford Carr was one of

the most dashing young officers of the navy, l

and had wen fame for himself and vessel

upon a number of occasions. .

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"I shall be happy to be a middy, sir, if I

,can get to be one after having been a pi-

rate.”
“ You a pirate?”
“ Yes, sir, I guess I’ve been a pretty wicked
pirate, as I now so; myself." ' ,
Captain Clifiorcl burst into laughter at the

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solemn manner in which Claude spoke, and
said;

“ \Vell, my wicked young pirate friend, the
President will doubtless pardon your manifold
sins and wickedness, seeing that you were
forced into piracy and made efforts to escape
as soon as you could do so, while I do not
suppose you have been a desperate cutter of
throats.”

“No, sir, I have fought in Captain Kent’s
attacks upon Spanish, French and English
vessels, but he would never tire upon an
American cruiser.”

"I have heard this of him; but, what kind
of a man was he, Claude?”

“A stern man, sir, to all but me, and to
me he was as kind as he could be and par-
doned me for all I did,” and Claude told the
story of his rescuing Captain Harold and
then his escape through Saute.

“ I can now understand why you wished
this Santo spared, Claude; but, if you find
this Captain Harold I'll help you to get re-
venge upon him.

“ A merchant captain you say he was?"

“ That was his schooner, sir, and is all I

know about him, except that I am sure he

came here to hunt for treasure buried upon
some of the islands."

“ Well, I hope he never found it, and that
some day you will cross his path again; but,
now, where is Kent the Buccaneer?”

“ Off on a Cruise, sir."

“ Is he expected back soon?"

“ I was looking for him any day, Captain
Clifford.”

The captain started, glanced at Claude and
then around upon the sea.

“What water have we here, Claude?”

“All of twenty fathoms, sir.”

It was now growing dark, and after a
moment of meditation Captain Clifl'ord said:

“ We will run back. Claude, to the first
reefs and drop anchor for the night.”

“ Run back, sir?"

“ .Yes, and at dawu stand in again to the
island harbor, and-I shall have to ask you
once more to be my pilot.”

“ Certainly, sir, if you wish to return.”

“ I do very much, and I shall put you on
a pilot’s pay while on board the brig.”

“ I brought money with me, 811‘, in my
belt, so I do not wish any pay.”

“ You did manage to save a little of your
pay, then, asa private otfieer, Claude?” said
Captain Carr, jokingly.

“ Yes, sir, I ve got some gold and jewels,
in all several thousand dollars,” was the in-
nocent repl .

“ Well, Cylaude, as I intend to have you a
midshipman, I shall break you into your
duties n‘ow, so we'll go enter you upon the
books, and the ship’s tailor wi l rig you up
in a uniform.” '

“ You are very kind to me, Captain Carr. ”

"‘No more than on deserve; but until we
are away from the ahamas you must be our
pilot,” and Captain Carr called his officers
up and presented to them Acting Midship-
man Claude Cassiday. ‘

CHAPTER XLIV.

A sum IN AMBUSII.
BY one of those accidents which often
occur, when a bright mind will fail to grasp
an idea at once, Claude Cassiday failed to

 

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‘ . tin back to the island of the baccane ‘rs.

e ran the brig back to the dam erous

-' cruising—ground about the island, an then

 

the captain ordered the anchor let hill,
though Claude told him he could go in by
night. _

"No, we will go in the morning," was the
response, and at dawn Claude was called to
again not as pilot.

He headed the brig on through her intri-

 ,. cate course, after Captain Carr had given
 orders for the prize schooner to follow, for

the commander of that vessel kept constantly

Vastern of the cruiser.

Into the harbor he ran the brig, and Cap-
tain Carr sought a position which woud

,1 completely command the entrance to the

basin, after a vessel had once rounded the

. point.

‘ Here he anchdred the brig fore and aft,

I   broadside bearing upon the 9888. While

t. the schooner was run close inshore behind
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given to house them. and at once it came i tended. to be treacherous, and yet he felt that

upon the lad why Captain Carr had run
back to the island, and he said:

“ You intend to await the coming of Cap-
tain Kent, sir?”

“Yes, Claude, I did not say as much to
you. as I knew you were at least kindly (lis-
posed to the buccaneer chief and would not
willingly wish to capture him by act of
yours. '

" So I got you to run the brig back again,
and here we will remain in ambush, as our
soldier comrades say, until the buccaneer
chief runs his head into the yard-arm
noose.”

“For Captain Kent’s sake, sir, I hope he
will not come, though I think that he will;
but for the sake of clearing the seas of out—
laws it will be the best to have his career
ended,” Claude said.

A boat was now sent ashore and a lookout
posted to report the coming of the bnceaneer
vessel, and then the men were allowed a run
upon the land and went into camp there,
signals for their recall being agreed upon
when needed during the day.

But at night they were to be all aboard
shi . ‘

Claude strolled over the island with Cap-
tain Carr, shbwing him points of interest,
and the officers and men greatly enjoyed the
stay ashore, after having been so long cramped
up on board ship.

Thus several days passed away and no
sail came in sight, while it may well be
imagined by the reader that Santo and' his
buooaneers in hiding were made very
wretched by the presence on the island of
the crew of the brig.

They could see, from their hiding place,
the American sailors roaming about, and
hear their jests about capturing and hanging
Captain Kent and his men.

Santo was nearly crazed by the situation,
for he knew the utter impossibility of his
being able to give his chief warning of the
danger that threatened.

“He will run in and meet a broadside of
the brig as h1s first warning, and before he
can put about the boats will board and carry
him.” said the Island Captain.

But not one of the men. even the quick-
witted Benito, could suggest any way of
warning the chief.

It would be impossible to get to the shore,
if they could find a boat in which to run
out.

Then if they could get to sea where could
they find‘thc schooner, which was 'ust as
likely to'come from one side of the island as
the other.

“The chief, I fear, will have to take his
chances, and he is a man to extricate himself
from almost any danger, ,as we all know,”
said Santa. .

“ If we could only reach the headland,
and when seeing the schooner coming dare
do what Pinto has done, spring into the sea
and swim oif several miles, we might warn
the chief,” Benito said.

“Yes, but that boy was half fish, for be
swam as I never knew any man to do,”
growled the Island Captain.

As they could divine no plan to warn the
chief, the buccaneers could onlyr remain in
bidin to save themselves from a fate e ually
asba as the one threatening Captaianent.

The water in the casks was warm. they
could cook no food and they were cramped
in their quarters; but still they were willing
to suffer to save their necks and only wished
that the schooner would soon come and the

suspense be over, for they were not so sure ,

that they would not be found yet.

If the chief came, then .if captured the
brig with her prizes would sail away.

If they did not capture the schooner they
would go away in c ass, and in either case
have the field open to their escape.

And they must make their esca from the
island in a small boat, though augerous it,
was, and where to go they knew not.

Their situation was truly an unfortunate
one for them. ‘ .

Thus the days passed until the - brig had
been at anchor in the buccaneer harbor for
nearly two weeks. _ . r

The men were‘ enjoying their run ashore.
though anxious for the coming of the hue-
cancer.

‘As forClau e Cassida he felt the situa-
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he was placed in that light before the buc-
, cancers.

The more he knew of his brother officers
on the brig, the more he realized, now that
he was older. how heinous was the crime of
piracy, and he felt that he would be glad to
have the schooner come and the suspense be
over.

For Captain Kent and others in the
schooner he felt deep pity, and he found
himself hoping that when he had brought
affairs about as they then were, the chief
would be able to make his escape, by one of
his daring acts for which he was famous,
and then, afterward. the schooner could be
taken without his, Claude’s, aid.

One afternoon the lookout on the island
hailed the ofiiccr on the brig's deck:

“Sail ho!"

“ Ay, ay! Do you make her out?"

“A schooner, sir, coming with a fair
breeze directly for the island.”

“Ay, 2in Report any change,” ordered
the officer, and the signal was at once given
to call the crew aboard.

They wore. not long in coming. Supper
was served. and the men went to their guns,
while all was made ready for the combat that
all now knew was not far off, as the lookout
had come aboard and reported the schooner,
not a mile away.

CHAPTER~ XLV.
THE SURPRISE.

the brig-of—war Restless, awaiting the coming
in of the vessel on which he had held an oth-
cer’s berth, young as he was.

many a terrific gale, and felt a strong attache
ment for the beautiful vessel.
He had taken his stand to do his duty,

heart. walked up to him and said:

you wish, for to-night.”

would permit him to go to sea again when
he arrived.

The boy did not see behind the scenes,
into the heart of the pirate chief what had.
prompted his kindness to him.

But, in response to Captain Carr, he said: '

“I am on duty, sir, this watch, and all

right though striking at the. heart of those
who have been my friends."

turned away.
As has been said, the brig was anchored

‘could slip her cables and stand a y in
pursuit in a minute of time did the sea «bri'.
gand’s schooner wear around in flight.

orders to his first officer.

response. .
“Pardon me, Captain Carr, but the Red
Wings shows no lights except when needed,
and she will run in Without them," aid
Claude. politely saluting. ' ‘
" Mr. Cassiday, is that so?" '
“Yes, sir.” '

Mr. Carncross."

“ Ay, a . Captain Carr.”

Then al was silence upon the brig, and
every man was ready and waiting.

The minutes passed slowly until a~lo
voice said:

“ There she is, air!"

“Where?”

just where to look for her appearance.
“There, sir—”

guns!" came the low order of the officer.

eye'was upon the schooner liding into the
t1). set for her by her unburied foe. . . i ’1

   

 

notin- I, he came on, slowly, losing :rnuchi‘o that

CLAUDE Cassmar stood upon the deck of ’

He had been on thedeck of the Red Wings.
in manya hard combat. had seen her weather-

whcn Captain Carr, in the kindness of his.
“Claude. you are relieved from duty, if"
Claude knew that Captain Kent was com--

ing to the rendezvous for him, as he hadi
promised to do, hoping the youth‘s wound.

not leave my post, for I know I am doin .

“ You are right, Cassiday, to do your .uuty’ "
as you see it,” and with this the captain.

fore and aft, to present her broadside to the -
entrance to the snug harbor, and yet she‘

“We will fire, Mr. Carncross, when you ‘
see her lights open fair.” were Captain Carr’s,

“Then fire when you see her distinctly, --

It was Claude who spoke, and Lieutenant» '7
Carncros’s asked the question, for the lad'svfl  .
eyes had seen the schooner first, knowing ‘

"AM I see her now. Ready at your '

All was darkness upon the brig, the port-M
.flres being held out of sight, and now every ‘

“Ay, ay, sir; all ready,” was the prompt,  .

     

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wind as she ran in under the lee of the island,
yet still holding a five-knot speed under her
mainsail, foresail and jib, for she was lowor-
ing away topsails.
A moment more and the order rung out in
,i a voice not to be mistaken:

“ Starboard battery! fire!"

1 The brig reeled under the discharge of her

' ‘ten broadside guns and a pivot mounted fore
and aft, and the cracking of timbers, min-
gled with shrieks, curses and stern com-
mands, at once followed.

It was a complete surprise to the Sea
Brigands' chief, while the flash of the guns
had revealed to him a large vessel, and a
second one indistinctly seen beyond.

He knew that he was in a trap, but he
was not a man to yield without desperate
eflorts to escape.

Unmindful of his own guns then, his
voice rung loud in his orders to prepare to

 

-“ "  go about.
’, , ~ The broadside had cut through his sails,
  severed the rigging, crashed through the

bulwarks, dismouuting a couple of guns,
and strewing the deck with dead and
» wounded.
 Every man knew his danger, and that hit-
ting back would not save them then, but
flight alone, so all men started ‘to obey. The
schooner would have gone about at once had
she not been in the pass, but she had to go
, . ahead fully a couple of lengths to get room

 ' to go about in, and once more came the loud
' ‘ 4i ‘ command:

” Starboard guns, ready! F're!”

This time the guns were loaded with grape
and canister for short range.

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- upon the crew.

And the fire did tell, for the Sea Brigands
were fairly mowed down by this terrible
rain of shot.

Unhurt in the midst of the hail of iron,
Captain Kent’s ringing voice was heard
telling his men to go to their posts, and the

. schooner still stood on until Captain Carr
 called out:
‘ “ Boarders to repel boarders!”

“He is only running in, sir, far enough
to get room to go about,"said Claude, for
the brig’s captain stood near the lad, as
ghough the boy knew all the pirate meant to

o.
“ I guess you are right, Cassiday. Am
7. other broadside, Mr. Carncross, and then
‘ ‘ fire at will."

.“ Ay, ay, sir!” said the cool dee voice of
the lieutenant, and once more fol owed the
order:

 “Ready starboard guns—fire!”

 The schooner was just going about when

' ibis third terrific broadside was poured upon

,. » . er.

  .The two men at the wheel fell dead, but

:3 ’ instantly did Captain Kent spring to it.

’ He gaps too late, forithe schooner had lost
her h dway. and he could see that the sur-

viving men were crazed with fear now.

I In vain he tried to rally them, for the fire
hot the brig’s guns began now, tiring singly,

and ever ' shot seemed to tell.

, ‘With oud cries the men began to spring

 ,‘into the sea, while wild cheers rose from the
crew of the Restless and a stern voice order-

 

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 . It was Captain Carr who gave the order,

and the men quickly crowded into the boats.

 “Board with me, Cassiday,” said Captain

,Carr. as Claude was going over the side.

 ' The lad saluted and obeyed and the first

“I ‘ boat pulled away, a twelve-cared barge.

' It was the captain’s boat, and as it shot

' out under the line of fire from the guns, the

'hri 's battery ceased firing. r‘

 he'flrst and second cutters, filled with

"men. followed the barge and the pull of a

itho’usand feet to the schooner was quickly

made.

" The Sea Brigands’ craft had drifted further

,into the harbor, and was broadside to them

new, but no shot came from them, no voice

"hailed to say that. the vessel had yielded.

" ," Way ’nongh!” cried Captain Carr, and

, on an order to the coxswain brought the

berg; alongside and a grapnel was thrown.

'" oarders follow me!"

.With the command. cntlass in hand the

,dptain leaped upon the'deck of the hue-
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schooner too badly, but have his tire tell.

cancer, and by his side was Claude Cassi-

.—-

day;

‘ hat a sight met the eyes of the victorious
American—a sight that made even men used
to scenes of carnage turn pale and heart—
sick, for the. deck of the beautiful Red VViugs,
from taifrail to bowsprit was strewn with
the dead and dying brigands.

CHAPTER XLVI.
A FAVOR ASKED.

THE first command given by Captain Carr
after reaching the deck of the buccaneer
schooner was to run her at once to an anchor-
age inshore, and the second to look after the
wounded.

There were unwounded men there who
surrendered by throwing down their weap-
ons, but they Were just then unheeded in the
desire to get the schooner anchored and the
wounded cared for.

“ Where is your chief?” asked Captain
Carr of a pirate officer who stood on the
quarter-deck, his arms folded, as he calmly
survoyed the scene. ”

“Drowned, senor, I suppose, for he pre-
ferred that mode of death to hanging, and he
was desperately wounded when he sprung
into the water.”

“And do you command here now, in his
stead?” .

“ It seems that you do, senor," was the re-
ply.
“ And you?"

“ Was a pirate officer, senor, so if you wish
me to surrender you the beautiful Red Wings
I will do so, though if you desire to have her
black flag hauled down you trust do it your-
self.”

“ Haul down her flag. Cassiday,” com-
manded the captain, and Claude obeyed.

“ Now, sir, you are my prisoner,” and
Captain Carr turned to the young pirate ofli~
cer, who was now leaning heavi y upon the
bulwarks.

” Not your prisoner, senor, but Death’s,
for l have my death-wound—see!”

He opened his jacket as he spoke, and
showed that a bullet had pierced his breast.
He was literally dyin upon his feet!

“ My poor fellow, fwill have my surgeon
come to your aid,” said Captain Carr, struck
with the nerve of the young pirate officer.

“ Thank you, senor, but it is too late, and
why save my life now to end it on the gal-
lows in the near future? No, I am dying,
Senor Captain.”

And then came a sudden, awful proof of
his words, for he stretched forth his hands,
as though to grasp at something visible, and
with a low cry fell dead upon the ensan-
guincd decks. '

“ A brave fellow that, Cassiday.”

“ Yes, sir; it was Oificer Brule, and one of
the best men on the schooner; but he said
that Captain Kent wasseriously wounded
and had gone overboard?”

“Yes, doubtless preferring to die thus.
But. come with me into the cabin."

The beautiful cabin of the schooner had
also witnessed the horrors of the combat, for
a private officer and several men lay dead
there, while one man was alive, but severely
wounded. .

“Where is,your chief, my man?” asked
Captain, Carr.

“He was covered with wounds, sir, and
sprung into the sea to drown, and I regret I
was unable to follow him.”

“I guess Captain Kent has cheated the
gallows, Cassiday,” remarked Clifford Carr
as he gazed about him with admiration at
$8 exquisite beauty of the cabin of the Red

in .

'I‘hggs schooner had now come to anchor.
Battle lanterns illumined the deck and the
crew of the Restless were at once set to work
to care for the wounded—the score of un-
harmed Sea Brigands standing sullenly
amidships awaiting their doom in silence
whatever it should be.

The wounded cared for, and they were
many, the dead were consigned. to the deep
and the prisoners, heavily ironed, were
sent on board the little prize schooner.

Then a prize ofiicer and crew were ordered

 

 

on‘ board the Red Wings, upon which re-
pairs at once began, for having captured his
game Captain Carr was anxious to set sail
with the reatest dispatch for home.

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sailed out of the pirate harbor, the brig lead-

ing the way and with Claude Cassiday again

acting as pilot.

The Red Wings followed close in her
wake, while the little prize schooner, with
all the prisoners and wounded on board,
brought up the rear.

Just before the hcur set for sailing, Cap-
tain Carr was visited in his cabin by Claude
Cassida .

“ Well, Claude, what is it, my lad?"

“ Captain Cassiday, I have a favor to ask
of you. sir?"

“ Well, out with it, Claude.”

“ When the brig was in danger, sir, of
being lost, I made certain conditions with
you?”

“ Yes, I remember."

“The man whose life I asked, you may
recall, was lost last night going out to the
prize schooner with others in a boat?”

“ So the buccaneers reported.” .

“Now, captain, there is one man of the
crew whom I wish you would give his par~
(ion in the place of the one for whom I asked
it. He has ever been most kind to me,
treated me as a father might a son, and he is
not at heart a bad man I feel sure, while
what drove him to a life of piracy we cannot
tell, sir.

“ lIe is willing to accept his life and re-
main here upon this island, living the life of
a hermit, if you will permit it, and I beg of
you to allow him to do so, Captain Carr, for
my sake, and i shall ask no other favor.”

“ Can it be done without the others know-
ing of the affair?”

"' Yes, captain. He is wounded, and was
not removed on board the prize schooner
with the others, and they believe his wound
fatal."

"' Is it so severe?”

“ Apparently so. sir, but in reality not so
serious, for the bullet glanced upon a rib and
did not enter his body.”

“ 1 grant the favor you ask, Caesiday, but
may the man not die alone on the island?”

“ I think not, sir, for it is fertile and well
planted, as you have seen, and he is in-
genious, and can make him a boat from ma-
terial here, if he tires of his hermit life.”

“Bring him on deck, then, Cassiday, and
you can row him ashore in the gig yourself,
for it will be supposed that you go aboard
one of the prizes.” . ,

“ I thank you sincerely, Captain Carr, for
this kindness, sir.”

“It is through you, Cassida , that all my
triumph was gained, and a li e more or less
seems little to grant, es eciall as the secret
being between you an me, will not be
held accountable for the man you speak of.”

“ Again I thank you, sir,” said Claude, and
he went below decks for the wounded pi-
rate. '

“Come with me,” saidithe lad, quietly. ‘ , -
“ Whither?” ‘.
“It matters not. Come.”

The prisoner obeyed, and, five minutes
after, in the darkness, the little gig touched
the shore. '

“Now you are free, for I asked Captain
Carr’s permission to save the life of one who
had ever been kind to me.

“ We sail within an hour, and my path in
life will be one of honor, and Hen n grant,
senor, yours be different from the first.

“This letter will explain that which will
surprise you. - I was no traitor to the bucca.
ncers, for I never was at heart a pirate, as
you must have seen—only a captive.’ Adios,
senor.”

The man uttered some words, but the lad
did not heed them, and. dropping his ears
into the Water, rowed rapidly away in the
darkness.

Soon after he ran alongside the bri , com-
ing from the direction of the Red ings,
and an hour after the brig-of-war was stand-
ing out to sea with the young pilot directing
her course.

“You left your man to play the hermit
ashore, Claude?" asked Captain Carr who
stood near.

“Yes, captain.”

“ I am glad of it. forI am sincerely pleased,
to have served you, Claude,” was the re-
sponse of the brig’s commander who fell;
strongly drawn toward this handsome
who so lon had been compelled to consort

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CHAPTER XLVII.
THE HERMIT.

Tim one whom Claude Cassiday had aid-
ed to esca e, or rather gained permission to
live the li e of a hermit upon the buccaneers’
island, stood where he had been left by the
I l lad, gazing in silence after the receding
 . boat. .

t “I cannot blame him,” he muttered at

7 last. “Had he been younger when found

« '- he would havs known no other life; but, he

7 , was a precocious lad, and alreadyI well com-
; prehended the sin of piracy. is parents
7 had tau ht him well, and, boy though he is,

he has 0 ung to his early training.

“He has never been one of us, though

him. He did not turn traitor, for he was
never one of us.

“And he has given me this letter. To-
morrow I will know what it says. Now I
N will seek rest. ’
l V “This wound is slight, but it served in
purpose well, and will soon be healed,
think."

So saying, he moved up the hill from the
landing, sought a place where he could lie
down, using his bundle of clothing and pro-
visions given him by the lad as a pillow.

The sound of the boatswain's whistle
aroused him, and he saw the vessels getting
under way and watched them sail out of
the harbor with a strange feeling creeping
upon him. ,

“ There goes my beautiful Red Wings. the
prize of my foes, though I have never turned
, the muzzle of a gun upon Americans, savage-

' 1y though they have hunted me. ~
~' “An the gallant fellow who has made
ture is my old shipmate, Cliff Carr?
ell, sooner ‘ that he should be the
,Brigands' destroyer than any other, for he
was always friendly toward me I remember
in the olden time.

_ t I “ He is a noble fellow and a perfect sailor;
but how did he find the lad? that is the
question that worries me.”

The ships stood out to sea and the pirate
again sought rest.

The sunlight piercing the foliage and fall-
in in his face awakened him.

" efelt refreshed and took a plunge into
the sea, after which he said:

“Now, I feel like a new man, if I am all
alone on this island."

He glanced seaward when he came back
upon the hill and saw the three sail now
leagues away.

“Now to this letter," and he took from his
ocket the letter handed to him by Claude.
t was not dated and he read it aloud as

follows:

,“If! Dun Simon:—

“ I write this letter that you may understand my
situation and bear toward me no malice.

“ I saw the briglanchor oi! the island. and knew
that in the mm rising she would beiost; so I
swam out to her; intending to not her away from
here: but with two storms rm u u her, I was
forced to bring her into the island 3-,

“The people Were ca tured, and. I w“ given a
berth upon the brig by aptain Cart.

"We sailed then, but the captain took; notion to
' I return and await your coming, an .his purpose 1 did

not uess until he prepared to surprise you.

“ ou know the result, and that I
on the deck at once, and told you I would save
~ .“I have dens my dutykgor I asked Captain
'to spare one who had n most kind tome—one
who would remain here upon the island as a hermit.
. “ I thus saved you. and as you have lylour belt of
 valuables with yeou, Iain glad to feel t at you will

not be destltu , and I hope may lead a diflenent

life, as you are well fitted to do.

"That I was not a traitor to the bandhfii‘. incaptgl‘l

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you that Santo and others are now in

the island.

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“The large sea be. e is missing, and I know
‘where Saute has it in iding, and it will carry you
all from here to some poxt.

“ When the vessels are out of sight. then look up
Santa. and you will find all ssl have said.

, “ I did not tell where the stores were hidden, so
.' _ you have ample revisions.

, ' “I feel that have done my dutyingoin with
f than , for therpsrethosedear tome to w cm I
go, an ill have seemed treacherous toward you
and your people, I was not intentionan so.

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'i‘ from to-day your may no eager be that of a
pirate. ' Cum Gamma.”

1 In ’a boyish hand, thoughvcorrectly spelled,
this letter was written, and Captain Kent
“read it through carefully.

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but, subduing all 1

Red Wings.

“ So I will find Santo and others upon the
island?

“Good! There may yet be a chance for
me, as the boy says the sea barge is hidden
away here also.

“ Yes, there may yet be a chance for me
to soon stand upon another deck, for piracy
is the only career open to me.

“ I am not crushed by reverses, and those
who deem that I am swept from the seas,
will find another Red Wings afloat before
very long!

“ I have a fortune here,” and he patted
his leather belt, heavy with gold and jewels.

“I must get another vessel; and more—

I must get that boy again in my pOWer, for
he has a future of honor and fame before
him, z'fl do not prevent it. And I will pre-
vent it for, otherwise, I would lose my re-
venge,” and an evil light came into the face
of the Sea Brigar‘id chief, marring its manly
beauty, for only at times was the stamp of
evil impressed upon his really fine cOunte-
nance.
. Then he moved slowly up‘ the hill, mutter-
iii :
{:5‘ Now to call Santo out of his den, and I
hope he has men enough, with those whom
I left at Jamaica, to follow me with provis-
ions. to make a respectable crew. ”

He walked on up the hill and soon heard
voices.

lie stepped into a thicket and saw Santo
and a number of men come cautiously into
view.

It was very evident that they thought the
vessels had gone, but were not wholly sure
of the fact.

"Ho, lads, is way!” shouted Captain
Kent, and wit one accord the buccaneers
stampeded back toward their hiding-place,
feeling sure that they were surprised by
men-o’-war’s men.

CHAPTER XLVIII.
THE cnrnr’s BESOLVE.

THE chief broke into a burst of wringing
laughter at the sudden stampede of Santo and
his men. , .

He watched their fli ht for an instant nd
then followed, while ie called out in is
ringing voice:

“ Santo ahoy! Ho, Santo, ahoyi” t

Santo heard the hail and knew the voice.

It at once came to him that in some mys-
terious way Captain Kent had escaped cap-
turg or death.

So he called out, as he stopped his flight:

“ Ho, lads, it is the chief who hails!”

The Island Captain at once turned about,
but some of his men did not halt until they
had reached the tree up which they had to
climb to safety.

They had become cowed by their hiding
and short rations’and were more willing to
fly than fight.

So the Island Captain came back and met
his chief, the others advancing cautiously:

“ Well, Santo. fortune seems tube in our
favor,” said Captain Kent cheeril .

“ Say rather against us, chief.’

“ No, you have saved your neck. as I have,
and you seem to have a fair start for another

.crew.” ,
“But the people have been taken, Senor.

Chief, the booty seized, and I much fear me
that your vesse is lost, for I saw their sail
going away this morning from ou‘r point of
ookout." ‘ ‘ , ,
“I admit all that, Santo, but I have my

“life, you have yours, and you have the sea

barge in hiding, solwe are not so bad 01f.”

“ You know this, chief?”

" Yes, as I know that my boy oflicei' ran
Elie brig-of-war in here and all is owing to

im. ' ‘

“ But now let me have
Santo."

It was given quickly and frankly, and the
chief listened With deepest attention.

He seemed to feel that Santo told the truth,
and then said: ,

“Now, Senor Santo, I cannot see that I
can lay the slightest blame at your door.

"It. [was something that could not be

your report, Senor

~helped, and I do not believe, but for the two

tempests, the lad would have brought the
brig in here. » , '

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“He saved my life and got my release
from Captain Carr, and though I lost my
schooner, I yet am by no means in despair.

“On my way here, I sent Officer Rapier
and twenty men in a prize into Jamaica,
with orders to get certain stores, ammuni-
tion and fittings needed for the Red Wings,
and he should arrive here in ten days at
furthest.

“ He will come in a very trim goletn, the
prize I captured, and, I will have as officers,
Rapier, yourself and Benito, whom I shall
make an officer, as I have before intended
doing.”

“I thank you. chief,” said Benito, who
had come up while Captain Kent was talk-
in .

5‘ Now, how many men have you. Saute?” ,

“ There are eighteen of us all told. senor." '

“ And Rapier has twenty, so counting my- v '
self, we have forty in all, not a bad showing
to start with by any means.”

The buccaneers gave acheer at this, and
all went down to the shore to enjoy asub—
stantial breakfast. .  -

As they did so they discovered fully half a " ‘ r v,
score men upon the beach, slowly making .
their way around to the landing.

“ Bravo, Senor Santo, these are some of
my men who jumped overboard in the ac-
tion, swam ashore, and are now creeping
out of their hiding-places,” cried Captain
Kent.

A shout from Santo brought [the men
quickly to the hill, and they were found to
be fourteen in number, though several of
them were wounded more or less severely.

“These give us a crew of fifty. Senor
Santo, so another Red Wings will soon sail
the seas under the black flag," cried Captain
Kent, with real enthusiasm.

, A camp was soon made, shelters thrown
up, the wounded chief and others put them- .
selves in Santo’s hands, and the provisions ‘
were taken from the store-cave, and found to
be in sufficient quantity to last for some
weeks.

So after all the island buccaneers began
to congratulate themselves upon their good
fortune, in spite of the capture of the Red 1.
Wings, their people and booty. I ,-

Days passed away, and yet the goleta ex-
pected from Jamaica did not put in an ap. ‘
pearance. '

Still the chief did not give her up, ashe'.
felt that many delays might occur, and even -
if she failed Altogether to appear, they had > 
the sea barge, capable of carrying forty men,
which could bear all on the island away. ~

It was a good sea-boat, too, and Captain
Kent had reat confidence in his own to“
sources, as id also his men. .

One mornin early a sail was sighted fin:P
off upon the in and sea. ‘ Ij 

In half an hour it was seen tobe heading *
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. But the glass of Santo soon showed that
they were mistaken. .
“ It is not the goleta, but a brig; Senor
Chief, and a large one,” said Senor nto.
At once a look of consternation rested! ch
the faces of the men. r
“ Is she coming this way, Saute?”
“ Yes. chief.” ,
Captain Kent took the glass, and after
long look at the strange sail, he said  ';
“Men, she will drop anchor in the 
within four hours, so we have that into”
to destroy all trace of our camps, leave mats
tch as they were left by the brig-of—war, and
get into hiding.  ,_ -
“ No fire must be built, for it will be 
and i believe the vessel is the same that Wu
here before. ._.
“ Now go to work with system, and than
assemble to retire to your hiding-place in the
coral cavern. ‘

          
   
     
       
    

    
        
    
    
   
       
      
   
  

 
 
 
 

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cover us and seek to capture us. then we up;
thirty men and must not be taken, far ' lt-‘i
: an easier death to die by steel or lead than
a rope from the yard-arm of yonder brig.’
The buccaneers saw that their chief 
deadly earnest. and they gave him three rin
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place.

Then Captain Kent, who had been watch-
ing the coming vessel attentively through his
glass, said:

“ Senor Santo, that is a brig-of-war and an
American, but not the Restless.

" She is a beautiful vessel, and I think it
would be a good idea for us to watch our
chance to see if she cannot be taken when
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CHAPTER XLIX.
BUCCANEERS IN AMBUSII.

FROM his point of observation, Captain
Kent watched the incoming vessel with
searching eyes.

His glass was a good one, he had no fear
of being seen himself, and he took the craft
in from the razordike bows to her gaunt
stern.‘

He saw that her hull was a perfect model,
and that she was a new vessel, carried a
splendid battery and a large crew.

The men were at the guns as she neared
the island, showing that her commander ex-
pected resistance.

Then Buccaneer Kent took in her rig.

He saw that her masts were very lofty,
raking, and spread a very large area of sad.

With the wind then blowing. and it was
light, she was sailing like a yacht.

She cut through the waters with no effort,
and came on in a way which caused Cap-
tain Kent to say:

" Santo, she has a pilot."

“It would seem so, senor."

" It is certain, and perhaps she has met and
spoken the Restless, and so runs here for a
look at the island.”

“Having gotten a pilot from the Rest-
less?"
as e '1’

“ Perhaps Pinto.”

“It may be."

"I hope so. senor.”

“I would like to capture the lad.”

"Not to harm him?”

. “ Oh no, I only wish to, have him be-
come a pirate, that is all.”

r After a further look at the vessel Captain
Kent said:

,9 “I Santo?”
l " Yes, chief.”

I "That is the most beautiful vessel I ever

mw‘” ' .

“ So I was thinking, senor.”

"She is even more trim-built than the

Red Wings.”

 “ And sails as well."

“ I believe she can outsail her."

“ I wish we had her, senor.”

“ As I do.”

" But she h s a large crew.”

"Nothing ess than a hundred.

“ All of that number, senor."

 The brig now rounded into the harbor en-

trance and came on in the same graceful

manner as before.

, _ , As she passed the headland her boatswain's
whistle sounded and she took in sail in mas-
terly style until she glided across the harbor,
and from the lookout of the buccaneers only

.\ the topmasts could be seen.

f , '~ , But they heard the lungs as her anchors

- ' were let fail, and not ong after beheld the

3, crew ashore.

' "‘ Santol”

“ Chief l"

' , " We must try and get that vessel.”

‘ "Yes, chief.’

-, "It may be a desperate undertaking, but I

would never miss the Red Wings once I com-

manded yonder craf .”

I . "If they show a weak spot, chief, it will

~ f I bowel] to take advantage of it.”

 “Yes, and we will keep awatch for our

' chance, for they may let the, crew camdp

‘ _ ashore and if so we must be ready to take a

vantage of all in our favor. "

' The brig meanwhile had dropped anchor

* and her crew had landed.

' The scattered about the island, little

dream ng that they were watched by the hue-

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As night came on they went back to the
shore‘and were allowed to camp.

The moon row in full radiance from the
, sea, and then the chief called to Santa and
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The chief had decided upon some bold
move to capture the brig.

“I only wish we had tliegoleta‘s erewhcre,
though it is fortunate she has not arrived,
as she would have been taken,” said the
chief.

Soon they saw a form advancing and they
shrunk from view.

The form came over slowly, and halted
within ten feet of them. '

It was a man in officer‘s uniform.

He took off his cap. baring his brow to the
cool breeze, and seemed to contemplate the
beauty of the scene.

The moonli ht fell full upon his face and
Santo clutched the arm of the chief quickly
and whispered: ‘

“It is the escaped prisoner—the Gold-
Iiunter whom Pinto set free.”

Chief Kent made no reply, and the two
waited, until after a short halt he looked
back toward the camps, as though to see if
he was followed, and then moved on once
more. "

When he had gone a short distance Cap-
tain Kent said:

Come!”

They followed him until he passed down
avale where they had no place of shelter,
and so they halted.

“ We must capture him upon his return,
Santo.”

“Yes, senor, for he can only come back
this way.”

They then took a position, one on either
side of a thicket and waited.

For a long while the officer was gone, but
at last the moonlight revealed him coming
up the vale. ’

' He was walking slowly, and as though in
deep thought.

Wholly unsuspicious of danger, he was
passing the ambushed buccaneers when sud-
delnly they sprung upon him from either
s1( e.

A stunni blow dazed his senses, while a
clutch ot‘iron was upon his throat.

Quickly he was bound with the scarfs of
the! two pirate officers and then he was se-
cur ly gagged.

“Come in with us, for your life depends
upon it,” said Captain Kent, sternly.

There was nothing to do but obey, and the
officer walked on between his two captors.

'They knew their danger, but had to take
the chances. »

Should any of the crew of the brig appear
the were lost.

ut no one appeared in sight and their
prisoner was led to atree near their hiding-
lace. ,

Santa climbed to the top and soon lowered
a re e from the retreat.

T is Captain Kent made fast around the
form of the prisoner and gave the low com-
mand: ,

“ Haul away!”

Up intothe air went the prisoner, drawn
up to the ledge by the strong arms of the
buccaneers, and then a rope ladder, made
for their convenience, was lowered for the
ca win to climb up on.

hen he reached the led e be found the.
risoner in the cavern an Santo’ sat near

im with a drawn knife.

“ Now, Senor Chief, you can ask him what
questions ydu desire, and if he raises his
voice to give an alarm, I shall put my knife
in his heart," said Santo.

“ You are sure this is your man, Santo?"
asked Captain Kent who it will be remem-
bered had never seen the crew of the Gold-
Seeker

” I am makin no mistake, senor, for
this is Captain Ifarold. whom you remem-
her I told you I thought war an officer of
the navy?"

"Yes, I remember,” and turning to the
prisoner he continued:

“Now, senor, I desire a few words with
you.” _____

CHAPTER L.
m OFFICER PRISONER. ~ ,

Tun impromptu gag was taken from the
mouth of the prisoner, and he was placed
where the moonlight would fall full upon
him, while Saute, with his long, ugly knife
sat by him. i .

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here in the schooner, finding your way into

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ing me my life, for I was accused of aiding:
you.

“ Now, senor, our lives depend upon our
silence, and if you attempt to give an alarm
I shallknife you, so be warned,” and Santo
drew nearer to the prisoner.

Captain Kent then came forward and said
politely: _

“ I am known as Kent the Buccaneer,
senor, and you are Captaln Harold?"

“I am Captain Hartwell of the United
States Navy,” was the reply.

“Ah! now I know you, senor, as Harold
Ilartwell of the navy, so you were Captain
Harold when you came here—a naval officer
sailing under false colors, ch?”

All saw the face of the prisoner flush and
then grow pale, but he said sternly:

“ You are mistaken in your man.”

“No, l hardly think so, though I confess
pot to having seen you when you were a
prisoner here.

“ But Senor Santo had you in charge and.
knows you well.”

“ He is mistaken.”

“ I am not, senor,” was Santo‘s firm rc-
spouse.

“ You are sure, Santo?”

“Yes, senor.”

“1 wish no mistake made.”

“ There is no mistake, chief.”

“ There were others of the men who saw
this prisoner when here?"

“Yes, senor, half a dozen of those now
with us.”

“ Call'them here!" '

This was done, and one by one they were
asked if they had ever seen the prisoner be-
fore. '

Without an exception they pronounced him
Captain llarold,

“ I am convinced, senor, and now I [have
some questions to ask you.” .

“ Well, let me hear what you have to say,
Sir Pirate.” I

“ Senor Captain I‘Iarold, you came into
these waters in a schooner for some secret
purpose.

“I am led to believe your purpose was to'
finda pirate treasure you knew the existence
of, or to get something of value buried here
among the islands by some wrecked crew of
an American veSSel.”

“ It is not true.”

“I assert that it is true, for nothing else
would have brought you here in an unarmed
vessel.

“ Now you are my prisoner, and I wish to
make an exchange with you.”

“ Well?"

“ I wish to give you your liberty for your
secret.” ‘ -

“ I have none.”

v “ I difler with you, senor, for I know that:
you have.”

“ I have not.”

“If you value your life, senor, you will
give up your gold. ’

“If you value your gold more, then your
life will be the forfeit.’

“ I have no gold.” ,

“Pardon me, but in the sloop in which
you made your escape was a very handsome-
little fortune inlgold. silver and gems.

“You carried it off with you, and you got
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“1 did not.” ,

“I must also say, Captain Harold, that
you deserted the brave boy who aided you to
esca , well knowing that his life would ,be
the orfeit of his act.” , _'

Both the chief, Santo and Benito, for the
latter was present, saw the
this charge against him.

” Now. Captain Harold, as you deserted
the boy, I shall hold you responSIble for his
death, as my lieutenant here at once put
him to death for this act.” . .

“ The boy is not dead!” qurckly said the
prisoner. .

Captain Kent laughed and said: ‘

“I said what I did to entrap you, senor,
for I thought there rright‘beadoubt; but
as you say, the boy was not-killed, for you\
have since seen him i" . .

The prisoner was taken aback at the man-
ner in which he had admitted his identity,
and remained silent. _ '

“You picked the boy up at sea, captain,

in an 0 en boat, and recognized him as the. 1

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:3 recognized you; but you told him your

v crew forced you to desert him, and he be-

lieved you.

“ You told him that you had come again
after a tr ‘asure to these islands, and did not
wish the crew to know you had met before.

“Then you landed on an island one day
with him, and once more you deserted
him."

“ It is falsc!"

“ It is true, senor, for I found the boy on
that island, and he told me all.

“ I know you thoroughly, senor, and now
find you here in command of one of the
most beautiful vessels I ever saw.

“Only a short While ago the brill Rest-
less, Captain Carr, was here, and the boy

. you so cruelly deserted, saved her from be-

lng wrecked.
r “ Captain Carr captured _my band, carried
off my booty, and lay waiting here for my
return, when he sunk my schooner, and I,
with a few of my men, barely escaped the
yard~arm, as you may surmise.

“ Now you have come here, and I am sure
that you are treasure-hunting, so give up
your secret or your life, senor, for it comes
to just that.”

Harold IIartWell was in a quandary, and
a terrible one,

He saw the fortune he had so sinned for
put against his life.

Both were dear to him, but what was a
fortune to leave to others and not possess?

“I wish time to consider, Sir Pirate,” he
said, after awhile.

“ You shall have it: senor, for without you
your vessel will hardly sail, and it may be
that I can get possession of her.

“ I will give you what timeyou wish."

“ Ten days—”

,“NO, DO, I am not so foolish as that, nor
did I expect you to claim such indulgence
from me. '

‘_‘ I Will allow you two days to consider,
and perhaps at the end of that time i may be
in a position to make better terms.”

“ How do you mean?”

 t “ Wait and see, senor.”

? “I believe you have the thought of trying
to seize my vessel.” ,

“I confess to it.”

" You will not find it an easy task, if you
. had double my force.”

. 3 “ May I ask what your crew numbers?".
 “ OlCl' a hundred.’
“And 1 have but thirty buccaneers for the

,Work in hand; but strategy sometimes is bet-
». _ ter than force.”

‘.  J  “ You will find your strategy and strength

'  both useless in the capture of my vessel."

I 4 .. .. We shall see, senor; but now pardon me ‘

ii if I must treat you with some severity unti;
 the two days have passed: _
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'  THE cnmr‘s STRATEGY.
=37.  ‘ WHEN the morning dawned there came no

“sorder from Captain ilartWell to his crew.

1 , t .j? At last a lieutenant entered the cabin, to

~» 3,3..ask for orders, and he was not there.

It? ‘ 7;." Neither was he to be found ashore.

; ‘9 > I, All was at once excitement among officers

5,1 Land men. ,

'  The captain had one, they then i'eniem7
 bered, for a walk, alfalone, over the island,
am the moonlight. ‘ '
 At once a search was made, but without

- j result. ‘

 Then the officer next in command sent

;,_out a dozen searching parties, under an
‘ 3 Officer. .

Every part of the island was visited, but
no trace could be found of the missinfr
grilleer until at last a part came in and said

W‘t'hat tracks had been fount upon a cliff OVer-
 hanging the sea, and there Were traces that
showed the earth had caved in there.
 Thither the officers went and there they
. -' found the tracks,’ which might, or might not,

the those of the missing captain.

 Then all saw that the land crumbled there
.‘fsgnd very lately a large quantity had gone
,  own inso the sea. »

;~  In the absence 0f the captain, his body, or

'. z‘ , ,tfurther proof, all felt sure that Ca tain Hart-

1 “Well had walked to the ed e of tie cliff tho

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crew of the brig. forthe captain of the Storm
Bird, was a very popular man with his
| Officers and men alike.

‘ It was decided to camp on shore and

nearly the whole crew to devote the next day i

i to a more thorough search of the island.
Soon after nightfall the men went to their

I island.
I Several of the otIiccrs had gathered to-
; gether in agroup ashore and were discussing
; their misfortune in the mysterious disappear-
i ance of their commander.

t In vain they tried to solve the mystery,
‘ for only the one solution, the caving in of
, the cliff, would come to their minds as the
" true one,

Still the island should be searched upon
the morrow in every crevice.

At last the group of officers “turned in "
and about the only ones awake at midnight
Were the watch upon the brig for it had not
been considered necessai y to station a guard
ashore.

Itwould have been well had a guard been
on the watch ashore, for he would have seen
dark forms skirting . the thicket, passing
down the pathway to the shore and assem-
bling upon the beach.

There upon the beach were the boats from
the brig, four in number, their anchors
thrown out upon the shore to keep them
from drifting.

The anchors were picked up and placed in
the boats and into each of the latter got half
a dozen or more men.

The moon had not risen high enough yet
to light up the harbor, and the brig lay at
anchor just wherethe shadows of the shore
ended.

The boats moved out toward the bri in
file, and as they approached the officer 0 the
watch hailed.

“Captain Hartwell has been found and is
coming aboard," came the answer.

A moment more and the leading boat ran
alongside at the gangway.

There were not half a dozen men upon the
brig’s decks, with perhaps several officers
and a couple of do'zen below decks.

The officer of the watch met the boat at
the gangway to be suddenly felled to the
deck by a blow.

A few shots were fired, but they came
from the brig’s crew who were now alarmed,
and the men who felt were buccaueers.

But the buccaneera held the ship in a min-

“ ute of time and officers and men as they

rushed onvdeek from below were seized and
made prisoners, for the crew seemed bewil-
dered at what was happening.

“ Up with the anchors, Benito?”

“Yes, senor."

“Get sail on the brig, Senor Saute.”

“Yes, senor.”

The orders were quickly given and obeyed,
for ashore now all was alarm.

The camp had been aroused by the firing
of the shots on board the brig, and officers
and men were rushing down to the beach.

But their boats were gone. '

“ Storm Bird ahoy i", shouted an ofileer.

“ No response came,

“ Ahoy! ahoy the brig l” '

Then came a re 2y in an officer’s voice.

“ lIelp, mates, '01‘buccaneers have seized
the brig!" .

A groan burst from the throats of nearly
a hundred men; and one daring officer called
oat: i l i

"Let us swim out and board her, ladsi”

A few answered with a cheer, but the des-

Then those ashore saw the white suits of
the brig being set, and heard the rattle of
the capstan as the anchors were being raised,

What to do no one knew, and an stood
bewildered, Wondering what it all meant.

At last the brig’s bows fell 01! before the
breeze, the anchors were speak and a, loud
voice hailed the shore:

“ Ilo, ashore therei"

“ Ahoy the big!” _ .x

“ I havo taken possc.‘.'.’.'~;ZOI‘. (Bryon; V6836] as
I need her, and shall go for a short cruise;
but,I will return to make terms with you,”

“Who are you?".callett out thedieuten.
ant commanding.

“ Kent the Buccaneer.) was the reply. 7

“I would ask if you know aught of our
commander, Captain Harold Hartwell? i.

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respective camps and silence fell upon the _‘

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“ We found a junior otficer in command
and he says the captain was ashore,” came
the evasive reply, and the officers and men
took it as Kent had intended they should,
that he knew nothing of the commander of
the brig.

The brig had now moved around to the

: breeze and was gliding swiftly out to sea to

the utter consternation of her crew ashore.

Would he return for them?

Would he not leave them there to perish?

Such were the questions the men asked
each other over and over again.

They rushed up to the hill and gazing sea-
ward saw the brig sweep out into open
water.

But they saw also another sail, a smaller
vessel, standing in toward the island.

What did it mean?

CHAPTER LII.
THE CHASE.

CAPTAIN KENT had kept his word, to ac-
complish by strategy what he was unable to
do with numbers.

He had talked over the matter with Santa
and Benito and came to the conclusion, as
the search of the brig’s crew had failed to
discover Captain Hartwell, that the men
would remain ashore at night.

He had seen from his point of lookout that
the crew had become convinced that the
captain had gone over the clifl’, which had
caved in with him.

But he felt sure that they would not yet
give up the search, and so he asked Santo

 

what he thought of the chances of seizing the

brig.

“ You know best, senor."

“And you, Benito?"

“1 am readylto follow your lead, chief.”

” Well, we will see what the chances are,
and if there is one in a hundred I will act,
for I want that brig,” said Captain Kent, 11‘
a determined way.

Just at sunset Santo, who was 8W _
the sea with his glass, pointed toa sail.

After some time Kent said;

“It is my goleta.”

“ Ah, senor, she will be taken then.”

“ Yes, Santo, if we do not prevent it,”

“How can we, senor?”

“We can, I think.”

“ Yet I was unable to warn you when your
Schooner was sighted, Senor Chief.”

“ Well, we must save the goleta."

“ Yes, senor, if possible.”

“ They do not keep a watch of the sea?”

“ I think not, senor.”

“ N 0. they have nothing to watch for, while
we have.”

“ Yes, chief.”

“ They do not therefore see the sail, and I
i10pe will not do so.” '

" You are sure it is the goleta, chief?”

“ Perfectly sure.”

“ She is yet along way off.”

“ Yes, and I am glad of it, for she will not;
run in until late, and I think the wind is dyo
sing out."

"1 hope so.”

“ Now, Santo and Benito, we must act.”

“ What can we do, chief?”

“ We must act to-night, scuors, and on!
only way to do is to seize the brig.” '

“ If we can.”

“ We must.”

The two pirate officers said nothing, 
"they held confidence in their chief and oh;
that he was thinking of some plan.

At last he said:

“As soon as it is dayk, I will slip out

from here and rc-connoiter the exact position
of the crew of the brig.
f “If they remain ashore. then their boats
are on the beach, and I do not think more
than a third of their men will remain on
board. '

” In that case we can gain the shore, take
their boats, row off, and seize their vessel. '

“If they all remain aboard, if we swim to,
the ledge we can get the sea barge and
out and warn the goleta, for she must not
taken, as she is our hope if we fail with the
brig." ' '

“ Yes, senor.”

“ If we warn the 90360. with the additim

of her crew, we can come in and carry the _
brig by boarding, for we Will take themby' v

surprise, and what if they are twotoaB

against us, wehave fought more than stash V 'i

code before. ”.

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Thus did Kent the Buccaneer warm up

The sailors on the shore were discon-

his officers to partake of his daring, almost ; solute, and watched her coming with strange

desperate views. .

After dark he went out on a reconnoissance,
saw just how the situation lay, with all the ,
chances for and against him, and returned i
to give the order to niove. I

lie dared not take Captain Hartwell along, l
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and the officer was not only bound hands
and feet, but also securely gagged.

He was then left in the cavern, and his
guard, an English pirate, was placed over
him, and told that he should be held an-
swerable for his prisoner.

Then the buceaneers ,slipped off their
shoes, buckled on their pistols and cutlasses,
and with their muskets in hand left the
hiding-place which had served them so well.

Captain Kent led them on the way, and
silent as specters they went along the path,
flanking the sleeping camp of the American
sailors and going on down to the boats.

No sentinel was seen. no challenge was
heard, and the boats were reached, when
still no opposition was found.

The boarding of the brig and her capture
is known, and thus with hardly over one-
fourth the number of the crew of the Storm
Bird, the daring buecaneer chief had carried
the vessel-of—war and held her captain in his
power.

Under other circumstances Captain Kent
would have‘remained at anchor. hisanen at
the brig‘s guns; but, he was anxious to run
out and meet the golem, and also he thought
his going would the better acquaint his men
with their vessel and show to the Americans
ashore that he was in deadly earnest.

 

The brig, therefore, swept out of the har- ..

her to find the goleta but a mile away, com-
ing on slowly under a breeze that was hardly
blowing over three knots an hour.

But the brig seemed to have breeze enough
to send her alon at five knots. and she won
the admiration o the chief and each one of
his men.

Below decks were the/officers and men, all
in irons, and a sad, wretched lot the were.

The goleta saw the brig run out an at once
put about, starting in flight, for they could
see by the moonlight that it was not the Red

Win 8.
“Shall I bring her to with a gun, sir?”
asked Santo. V
“Oh no, the gulcta is very fast and I will
've chase to see just what this vessel can
0,” was the answer.
“Then I shall set more sail, senor?”
“No, let her go with-with what she has."
It did not take Very long to see that the
brig was really gaining upon the goletu,

“ which had up everything that would draw.

The Storm Bird, however, did not set any

I more canvas than what she had up on leav-

ing the island harbor, and still she gained.

“ She’s a wonder, Senor Saute."

" She is indeed, senor, if the goleta is fast,
and she appears to be."

“ She is so fleet that it took the Red Wings
half a day to overhaul her.”

“ Then the brig is indeed a. marvel, senor.”

There was no doubt but that those upon
the gold/t were terribly alarmed.

But for a small craft with a few men, to
resist a large armed cruiser, was not to be
thought of, and the goleta could only hold on
her way in flight. '

“ Goleta, ahovl" shouted Kent, as they
came within trailing distance. /

“Ahoy, the brigl”

” Rapier, are you on board ‘1’”

'LAy, ay, senor; but what a fright you gave

“Yes, I have changed my schooner for
this brig.”
be“How she sails, for we were doing our

st.”

“Yes, she outfoots the Red Win s; but
put about and follow me back to the gland.”
and the Storm Bird went about, and with the
goleta in her wake, returned to the ,buc—

' caneers’ retreat.

CHAPTER LIII.
THE LOST BRIG.

IT ,was sunrise when the brig to: .0de

into the island harbor ‘
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interest.

What was in store for them they did not
know.

\Vhen the golem anchored, Captain Kent
hailed, and ordered Rapier, the officer in
command. to come on board, which he did.

Then Captain Kent, with his threeofficers,
Rapier, Santo and Benito went into the
cabin of the Storm Bird for a consultation.

The Senor Rapier was a fine-looking,r man, ,

an American from the Gulf shores, and re-
ported that he had been chased off his course
twice by cruisers, and hence his delay in
reaching the island.

I-Ie regretted the misfortune of the unsuc-
cessful attack made upon theislaud, but con-
gratulated his chief upon his daring and
brilliant capture of the Storm Bird.

“ Now, senors, those American officers
and seamen are upon our hands, and you
know that I never strike back at my own
countrymen. though I have taken this brig,
but not until she came into my retreat, and
after the loss of my Own vessels.

“Now, I desire to treat these people Well,
and so I shall give them the golden in which
to go home." 2

“You are kind, senor,” said Santo.

" Senor Rapier, I wish you to bring the

gown alongside of the brig and transfer the {

stores which you got for me, excepting
enough for the American crew in their run
north.

“Then I shall transfer the prisoners on

board the brig to the goletrt, and sail out of ‘

the harbor, leaving the little vessel to send
her boats ashore and take aboard her men."
“ And the captain, senor?"

" The commander of the brig you mean, }

Santo?"

“Yes, senor."

“ When I have Seen the golota well out of
these waters I shall return to this island, and
give Captain IlartWell a chance to pilot us to
the island where lies the treasure which he
has come here, for the third time, to secure.”

“ Suppose he refuses?"

“ Then we lose the treasure, for if he is
not frightened into confessing by my threats
I shall not harm him, but land him at an
American port, where he can go and make
known to the Government what a cruel mono
ster is Kent the Buccaneer.”

Captain Kent then bade Senor Rapier
obey his orders and that officer departed for
the gotem.

The crew ashore, helpless, for they had no

heat, watched the goletw hauled alongside of l

the brig, and wondered what was going on.

When the transfer had been made, of
things wished by the chief, he sent to have
the officers of the brig brought before him.

They soon came, three in number.

” Senors, I “wish to say to you that the
United States brig-of-war Restless came into
my retreat a short while since, carried off my
people and booty, and captured a prize
schooner and . my own vessel, the Red
Win 3.

“ am an American and I struck no blow
in defense of my beautiful vessel, and yet I
managed, with some of my crew to escape.

“ Last night I was so fortunate as to cap-
ture your brig, and you must give me credit
for not having fired a shot, though several of
my own men fell.

“The goleta alongside is a stanch, Swift 3

vessel. and was the "yacht of a‘Cuban planter.
“ She is roomy, is well provisioned, and
will carry your crew comfortably and in
safet to whatever port. you wish to sail.
, " on may call her your prize, if so you
will, in place of your splendid brig.
“ I shall now let you. go on board the go-
lem, and when the brig is under wa you can
take the ironsoff of your men, for lyshall not

[release them, as you sue how small my force ,

is.

” You can then send your boats ashore for i

the remainder of your crew. and you are at

liberty to sail at your pleasure for America. 1

“I will escort you in the brig well out of
these dangerous waters, and when you wish
ttgavenfiegourselves by recapturing the brig
y n W:
name of the Red Wings. and you are we]-
rome to hang the to the yard arm, tfyou can
catch me. ‘ ‘ .

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The officers bOWPd coldly, while one could
not restrain himself from saying:

“Well, sir, you can act the gentleman as
| well as the pirate.”

l “ I was born one, senor,” was the cool re-
,sponse; and the officer departed from the
l cabin of the brig. v
 Soon after the men, still in irons, were
l transferred to the brig, and the latter vessel,
i leaving the ,I/olctu at anchor, set sail and
I headed for the open sea.

“ What is going on?" asked one of the offi-
{ cers on the shore, and all watched the golcla,
. drawn up alongside, the brig and soon after
l the latter swung free and Set sail.
I To their amazement a boat then came away
i from the golem’x side, and in it they recog—
‘ nized a brother officer and seamen of the
1 Storm Bird. '

Then another boat shoved off and came
shoreward, and they soon made a landing.

The senior officer then told of the message
sent by Captain Kent, and all was at once
haste to get on board.

“We must overhaul her if we can, and in
spite of her hot fire board and recover the
: brig,” said the lieutenant in command, and
1 his desire seemed to be received with general
l satisfaction.

But could the guide overhaul the brig was
- the question.

They hoped so. and the boats plied rapidly
, to and from the shore until all were on
3 board.

( Then the anchor was gotten up, the sails
I set and the golcta stood out of the harbor
under a heavy pressure of canvas.

The brig was a couple of miles away,
; goingr along under barely canvas enough to
i move her through the waters and hold steeré
ageway upon her.

The goleta crowded on everything in chase.
‘ Then the brig’s sails began to show them-
; selves and the people of the golcm were not
i very long in discovering that though the
‘ goleta was a very fast boat the one they pur-

sued could keep her own distance ahead.
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i night came on.

 

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l all e es seemed to be looking at the brig she \

sud enly disappeared.

The goletu. cruised about half the night in
search of her, but without result, and when
day dawned no sail was in sight and the little
craft headed for the United States, a gloom
upon officers and crew at the sad ending of
what had promised to be a most successful
* cruise.

The mysterious disappearance of the brig
‘ had been occasioned by one of Buccaneer
Kent‘s old and clever tricks, for all sail had
been taken in instantly, leaving the. vessel
.‘ under bare poles.
When the goletrt failed to find her, Captain
! Kent had ordered the brig to get under sail
i and head-back for the island.

CHAPTER, LIV.'
'roo GREAT A TEMP’I‘ATION.
l HAROLD IIARTWELL keenly felt the situa-
r tlon into which he had gotten himself. .

2 He had been placed in command of the
? fleetest and finest craft in the navy, and had
come to the Bahamas nominally to serve the
Goverpment, really to benefithimself, by get-
tin
he gcould return and secure his fortune.

3 that same gallant naval officer had been be-
} fore him in the duty to be done, and his

= chances were gone to win fame. though the .

coast was clear,,so to speak, for him to get his
treasure.

But that very night, while he was away
a one from his men, seeking the lace where
the treasure was hidden, he had een clever-
ly ca lured by Kent the Buccaneer himself,

old the Gold-Seeker," as well‘a's the one who

served him so well. ,
Nor was this all, for he was told he had
either to divulge be secret of where the

life.
He knew that the excitement of his officers

tense, and any moment the brig might sail to
re ort his loss to the Government.

hen came the plot of Ca tain Kentv'to- , ,
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and ound himself known as "Captain Ilnr- _

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as ridiculous, knowing the few men the buc- i over which he had had no control, and he

cancer chief had,
that something was wrong.

He was therefore startled the next morn-
ing by being told by his guard that the brig
had been taken by the buccaneers and his
crew were helpless ashore.

Not until his guard permitted him to see
the brig coming in with the golcta did he

he was soon convinced l was struggling hard for a fortune.

Here was a chance to rescue a captain of
the American Navy from the buccaneers.
claiming that he was also their capfitin, and
to secure half of a buried treasure, which
w0uld brihg him an enormous fortune.

He was so excited for awhile that he could
not answer, and asked for a few minutes ofs

realize what had been told him was true.  thought.

Then Ilarold Hartwell anxiously awaited
developments, asking his guard often for in-
formation.

From their position the _
could be seen distinctly, and at last Captain

llartwell felt sure that the buccaneer intend- .

ed to transfer the crew of the brig to the 1/0-
leta and allow them to go, for what else could
be done with them he argued.

So he turned to his guard and said:

“My man, you know why I am being .
held by your chief, I guess?"

“Yes, sir.”

“ You are aware that I have twice before .
come here to these islands to secure a treas-
ure that I know of?”

“ So they said, sir.”

“Now, if I have twice risked mylife here,
in an unarmed craft, it must be for what I
am well aware is a very large treasure.”

“ I should think so.” V
‘fThe last time I came I discovered that
the buccaneers prevented me from securing i
the treasure, so I went back, asked for the ;
command of a vessel-of-war, was given it,
and came here to first run down the Baha-

ma Buccaneers.

“ Are you listening?”

“ To every word, sir.”

“ Now I take it you are an Englishman?"

“ I am, sir.”

“ But a buccaneer now?"

“ Yes, sir.”

“ Well, I have nothing to do with the mo-
tiyc that drove you to piracy, but I feel that
you are a free rover to gain gold.

“Your chief offers me life and freedom
upon condition I give up my treasure.

“If I agree to his terms, then the treasure
is to be divided among your band, number-
ing, all told, I have heard, some fifty men."

"Yes, captain.” ’ .

“Now, large as the treasure is, divided
into fifty parts each man would' secure a few
thousands.

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“Yes, sir.” .
“Now Captain Kent is preparing to put

he cannohhold them as you know.

“ Not man on board my vessel knows
what I have told you about the treasure, and
I alone know where to find it."

“ I understand, sir.”

two vessels ‘

Taking his position of lookout, he saw the
; brig just leaving the side of the {/oleta, and
‘ Santo’s glass, left with him, revealed the
fact that the several officers of the brig had
been transferred to the goleta. with the crew
who had been captured, on board.
Then he saw the officers taking the irons
off ‘lheir men. .
lIe glanced toward the brig and saw her

lstanding out of the harbor, and only the

buccaneers upon her decks.
This proved that the American crew had

i been given the goleta to return to their coun-

tr in.

yAt once he decided to act, and the tempta-
tion was too much for him, and he said:

“ Captain, Iyicld on your pledged word
to do as you have promised.

“ Come, there are some American sailors’
uniforms here in the rubbish, so we will put
them on and go down' to join your crew;
but if we are discovered by the chief, we
will be hanged, for I know him.”

. “We must take those chances.” was the
cool response of the American captain.

CHAPTER LV.
1 MISSING MAN.

Lrnmusur Ross REMMINGTON, the
senior officer of the brig-of~war Storm Bird,
was in a very unenviable humor at having
lost his captain and his ship.

As no buccaneers were supposed to be upon
the island, and the men camped ashore, when
the boats put off claiming to be the brig's
men, he could hardly blame the officer in
charge of the St rm Bird for having been de~
ceived and capt red.

He could only accept the terms offered by
the buccaneer chief, to take his men home in
the golota. .

In the midst of his conversation with the
officer who came ashore with the offer of the
buccaneer, a midshipman came up and drew
him to one side. ' ,

What he said caused Lieutenant Remming-
ton to call to the officer he had been talking
with, and walk back into the thicket.

To their surp ise the middy led them to
where two men i sailor garb awaited them,
one of whom had hailed the young officer,
and called him aside.

“ Captain Hartwelll" \

Both officers uttered the name together.
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“ If I have to give up the treasure to save

in a small way.

“ It I say to you I’ll divide with you to
save my life, then we both get a large for-
tune. ‘

“ Under tand?”

“Partl , captain.”

“Now if you go with me down amop
my crew, disguising ourselves So your clue
and comrades do not know us, and [order
my men to keep quiet about my presence,
we. will go on the goleta with the others.

“You are a piratepbut I will claim clem-

..ency for you for having saved my life. and

you'll be pardoned,vfor I pledge you! my
word in this. :

“Then I'll ask to be relieved from duty.
which will readily be med, as I have lost
my splendid ship tot e huccaneers I came

' to capture, and perhaps I may be court-

martialed.
"Then I will fit out asmall craft. purchas-

ing the golata then, I guess, and you shall be '
‘ lmate.”

“ Yes, sir. ”

“We will t a small. trusty crew, and

.;.  sail for the is and and carry back the trea-
f‘ .1; sure. ‘

, suit of“ a common sailor, they recognized
my life I lose all, and you are only benefited L ‘

their omniandcr.

“ ntlemen. there is no time for explana-
tion now, more than to say that: I was the
captive of the buccaneers, and this man has
saved my life. \

“ We must not be seen by the ‘buccaneers,
so will go at once on board the galeta. in this

' disguise, and the men must make no recog-

nition of me.

“ I will explain all once we are out of dan-
er.’ r .

The two officers quickly grasped the hand
of their captain, in congratulation at his es-
cape, and ‘then it was arranged to have the
commander and his rescuer go to the beach
separately, and to take their places in one of
the boats. '

This was done, the men who recognized
their chief showing no demonstration which
others would not understand.

All felt that the glass of the buecaneer
i chief was upon them from the deck of the
Storm Bird, and upon arriving on board the
goleta Captain Hartwell and Buccaneer Fer-
ris went below. '

The golefa's boats made a number of trips
to the shore after the crew, and when all were
1 on board the anchor was gotten up and sail

 

' “ We can bring a coffin along, claiming i set.

A sifthat we came for the body of some distin-
_ :guished man; and we can then divide the

treasure.
“ What do you say, my\man?"

 ' The Englishman showed his excitement the wa of provisions, and theré
in hisfacea ' 1

fit: was spirals new 

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' Of course the little vessel Was well crowd-

‘ ed, but she had comfortable quarters, aswvell
as a spacious. almost luxurious cabin. ..
iBuccaneer Kent had been most generous in
would oer.
taint no entering among the crew on the
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Lieutenant Remmington took command,
and though the lateen rig of the goleta was
new to the American sailors they soon learned
how to handle the sails, and sped out of the-
liarbor in fine style.

During the next night the brig disappeared
and those on the golctu} breathed more. freely,
while Captain Hartwell came on deck arid
once more resumed command, having trade
the explanation that he had been capturrd by
the buccaneers, who. when they Went to
seize the brig, left him in the charge of Fer-
ris. who at once took the opportunity of es—l
caping and also rescuing the American ofli»
cer.

“ I was to be held for ransom,” he added,
“ and when the buccanecr chief returns to
the island and discovers my escape he will at.
once come in chase of the {1016(er am sure,
and you know the speed of the vessel we
havo lost, Mr, Remmington, so keep‘ this
craft under all the sail she can stand.”

“I will do so, sir, for well 1 know the
Storm Bird's speed, though this craft is a fast.
flycr.” was the answer.

The buCCaneer, Ferris, was willing to go
on duty for the voyage. but was given the
freedom of the ship by Captain Ilart well, and
being a pleasant sort of a fellow, well in—
formed, and not suspected of having acted
for a reward. he was liked by all and re‘
garded as quite a hero.

The go/etu, as has been stated, was built
for a yacht, having belonged to a Wealthy
Cuban planter. and the former owner’s quar-
ters were taken by the captain.

They Were luxuriousjn the extreme, occu-
pying the stern, with large ports, and fitted
up with every comfort. -

Further forward was a larger cabin, which
the officers occupied, with half a dozen state-r
rooms beyond.

Then came the eating saloon, caboose, and
forward were the quarters of the crew.

There was space for only about half of the
officers and crew below at one time, so the
crew took turn about in turning in, one part.
sleeping while the other was on duty.

One night when an ugly sea was running-
and half a gale blowing as the golctu was off
Hatteras, Captain Hartwell stepped up to a.
man in storm-coat and hat and said:

" I wish to see you.

“Come to my cabin, but let no one see

ou.’

y “Yes, sir," answered the man, and the
ca tain moved away, but soon after went
be ow. x V

The goleta, overweighted as she was,
pitched and lurched badly in the rough seas,
frequently taking heavy waves of water up‘
on deck.

But the one addressed by the captain made
hi way below, passing through the cabin
where several officers were chatting together,
one of whom said:

“ Hello, Ferris, too rough for you on
deck?"

I “ It is rather wet, lieutenant," and he took
a seat. I '

No one noticed his leaving. and yet all
present reéall'ed seeing him enter the cabin
when the next morning the man could not be
found. ' , ‘

The ship still pitched in the rough seas
and a search was made when some one asked
where Ferris was.

No one knew, no one had seen him since
the night before. '

Captain Hartwell heard that the man was.
missing and he seemed greatly distressed and

ordered another thorough search of the ship , ,

made.

But it was in vain, and it was seen that
the man’shammock had not been enrolled.

“ He must have been carried overboard in
the darkness and storm last night, poor felo

low," said Captain Hartwell, and no one..." ,

doubted but that such had been his fate. 4

But then no cry had been heard, no one   .

had seen him fall overboard, or carried’ofi‘
upon a wave. .

“ What things he had brought aboard With
him, the captain had kept in the cabin. and
the next day the were unrolled and. looked
over by Harold artwell. ‘

“Not so bad for a buccaneer sailor’s sav-~
ings after all.” he muttered as he. took a buck-
skin belt which had been too well filled with
‘gold and valuables for Ferris to wear aboard
ship andso he had asked Captain Hartwell
to keep it for him. -‘ . ' .
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And so no one knew the solution of the
buccaneer’s mysterious disappearance, for
Captain Hartwell made no explanation of a
visit in his cabin of the missing man, 'for no
one had seen him go there.

CHAPTER LVI.
TIIE waxnnnnn‘s RETURN.

ONE pleasant afternoon, some months after
the capture of the Red Wings by the brig—ef-
War Restless, three vessels glided up the
DelawareJtiver and dropped anchor before
the City ‘of Philadelphia, where the seat
of the American Government was then lo-
cated.

One of these vessels was the hrig-of-war
Restless, another the pirate schooner Red
Wings, and the third was the smaller
schooner which had gone out under Harold
Hartwell and become a prize of the hue-
cancers.

A boat soon after left the brig and moved
to the shore, and in it were Captain Clifford
Carr and Claude Cassiday. -'

Upon landing they sought the quarters if
the Naval Secretary and that official soon
heard the story of the cruise of the Restless,
and that, but or the young sailor with him,
Captain Carr and his crew would have all
gone to the bottom of the sea.

A week after the arrival of the Restless
and her prizes in port, Claude Cassiday was
given his warrant as a midshipman and
granted two months leave of absence.

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CHAPTER LVII. ""

' CONCLUSION. .

CLAUDE CAssmAY, the young sailor who
had so nearly been forced to live and die a
pirate, kept his word, and rose to higher
rank imfl'le service of his country, and liv-
ing the allotted space of man’s years, died
respected by all who had known him, while
about his life always hung a halo of re-
mance for those who had known of his
strange career.

The cruel and dishonorable man who had
been treacherous to a dying comrade, and
attempted to rob his wife and ‘children of
the legacy left to them, had also a check-
ered career during his later years, and when
the end came to him, over his past was
folded the mantle of charity, so-tliat.his
sins were not made known to the world by
those whom he had wronged, for love played
its part well, and united the hearts of Claude
Cassiday and Celeste Hartwell, the beautiful
daughter of him who had been the Gold-Seeker
of the Bahamas, and in the end the sailor’s
legacy came to those to whom he had left it.

As for the Buccaneers of the Bahamas,
they ran their red race for awhile under their
gal ant but wicked chief, Kent Curtis, and
his new vessel, also named Red Wings, was
dreaded in every sea, until retribution, sail-
ing untiringly in his wake, at last ran him
down, and ended his career of shame and
infamy, while his black flag, with its red
wings, Was framed, and hangs to-day in the

He at once embarked upon apacket bound ? home of his captor, as a souvenir of days
to Boston, and found his way upon land- that have forever passed away.

ing to a pretty little house in the out-
skirts of the town, and overlooking the bay.

As he approached the house he beheld two
persons upon the piazza.

One was a handsome lady of thirty five,
clad in widow's weeds, and she was engaged
in some needlework.

The other was a young girl of ten, as

pretty as a fairy, and she was reading aloud ,-

to her mother while she worked. .

The click of the latch on the gate caused
both to look up, and they beheld a youth in
the uniform of a midsliipman entering the
yard.

He was apparently fifteen years of age,
though really not so old, and his form was
erect as a so dier's, sinewy and graceful.

i

THE END.

Beadle’s Half-Dime library.

, IY PHILIP 8. WARNE.

il‘l' Potent-Leather Joe; or, Old Rllllunnho, the Chm.
175 Unpunn Arizona: or, Patent-Luther Joo'a Big Guru.
195 Contain Mal-k: or Patent-Leather Joe's Defeat.

919 De- nrd. the Duelist; ct, The Mountain Vumplrou.
Ball A on in Boy" ur,'l'lio Dwnri‘n avenge.

868 LICtIO ormulot or, The Outcast! oftho Gian.

873 Little Jingo: or, the Queer Pard.

888 Little "ll-my“! or, Caught in ills O‘n Tran.

401 Little Hhon- ly or, A Rare forn anch.

408 Little Leathcr- reel-h in; or, ()ldJumbo’lCnru.
481 Little All Hill; or, The C no orlilood.

451 Colorado Kate. A Tale of the ullnu.

480 Three Jolly Punk.

51? Jim Glnildon‘n Hoput

 

 

. 527 ’i‘in- Jolly I’m-(In to all; lie-cue.

His face was very dark and his every fea- .

"ture was cast in a perfect mold.

A handsome face it was, bold, resolute, in-
telligent and full of manliness.

He dofied his cap as he reached the steps,
and said, olitely:

“Mrs. assiday, I believe?”

“‘1 am Mrs. Cassiday, sir, and-you—

. are__”

“Claude! Mamma, it’s Claude!” shrieked
little Helen, whose childish instinct had told
her that the brother she had not seen for four
years, the brother whom she had been told
was dead, was before her.

- 599 Jim Dandy

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With a bound she was in Chiude’s arms,g

and this gave the mother time to control her
emotion, to gaze more closely into the face she
had never expected again to see, and to dis-
cover that it was indeed her boy whom she
had mourned as dead.

It was an affecting meeting; and glad
hearts were in thebreasts of the mother and
her children as they talked together of all
that had happened.

As the scenes of his childhood came back
'to him, all the past few years seemed like a
troubled dream to Claude, as he told his

.mother and sister all, and how he had lived.

then the mother and sister knew that ‘laude
was an officer in the navy of his count y, and
had won his rank by his pluck.

And Claude heard all about. the sad death
01’ his father, and now a noble comrade had
stood by him in his dying hour, and had

Until late intuithe night they talkid, and

i, ’come and told Mrs. Cassrday the whole sad

story. '
.But in the boy’s mind, or the mother’s,
there was no connecting link between that
retended friend, Harold Hartwell, and
_“ Captain Harold,” the Gold-geeker of the
llamas.
“l have not come home a poor boy.
mother, though the money was not earned

547 Randy Andy: or, A Good Man Down.
55“ Lnrlut Lil; or. The (‘ut for n Lite.

514 (Did “'eo-el-top, the. Man with the Dogs.
598 Keen Cli'lll, the Ranch nip.

the Nil-Name Sport.

ma Hilly Hinze-i or,The- Skeleton'l legacy.
685 Oklahoma Hi. the lilur-(‘I-nt Scout.
648 Happy Hurry'u Big Find.

664 Cheeky Charley, thu Special.

RY CAPTAIN FRED. “'HITTAKER.

15 The Reg-Cat: or, The Witch of Dnrien.

ID The Bomb l’o evinTho Doge‘nlhulllifl.

48 Illek Dal-ling. t o (my Express Rider.
150 Latino and LIIIOI or, Tim Children of tho Chaco.
I The me-d Hunters; 0!. The Land oitlio Ele hunt Ridfll.
159 The Lost (‘n tuln: or, Skipper J-bol Cotfln’a Cruise.
.00 The Roy Be ouinn; or. The Brotuan oi the Piulnod Lance.
814 \l'oli’nnng, the Robber of the Rhino.
349 Milo Homer, the Animal King; or, Round the World.
£65 The TI or Tamer; or, The League ot the Jungle.
381 Him-k §kwln the Demon Rider.

1

Il\' lliYOKh‘KiN 3111! (Major Sam. S. Hall.)
234 mil lim-ky n "lto can or, Bonitn,the Horn-Brother.
Bl.“ (limit George; or, he Anz’l of the Range.

27": ,\ rizonu Jili'ld: or Giant George’s Purd.

21!? The ’l‘llruntnln oi’ Tulian or, Giant Gaol-go'- Revenge.
80? The Htrnnxo Paul: or, ittle lion’- ileum Hunt.
KIN K (if-“'litlor. Ker-whoa: or, The 'l'nrnntull e! Taor.
8‘2? Creeping hat. the Calida; or,’l‘ho Rod andWhito Fords.
:iflfl [PI-lo Fred; M, 'i‘lu- 'l‘unknwny’n 'l‘rult.

ii i4 The In llilllfl Trio: or. Rattlesnake, the Tonknwny.
84" “'ilti \\ oil: or, Big-Foot Wallace to the Front.

857 The Ram-h liuillern: 01’. The Shin of Fort i’dmiory.
Bill finawsiioi. the iioy Runner.

875'; Ciliotu. the Creek: <-r,'l'hv "‘hrau Thunderbolts.

Bfli liniiciorn "ill: or Frin Frank tv-thu rnnt.

iii!” llolnoo and the Reds; or. The Bela-mined Ranch.

[little lull-int: or, I’veizn Pete’s Big Rampage.

4 'l he Tlnl-y from Denver.

4i|i4
‘ 497 'l he ’l’hree 'l‘rullen; or, Old Rm-iiy on the lollipop.

u. T. “7.- ._

illuii' "ill. or The Lynx oftho Leona.
4.55 lam.- liono dun or.'l‘ho inn. oitlloCiholo.
684 Cache Carl, the Chico Ginnt/

BY J. C. COWDRICK.

.00 Silver-Muir. the Man of Mystery.

Bil" Nita-tn. llN‘ Gold King; or. For Seven Your: Dead,

430 The lleteetlve‘n A prentieo’i 0'. A Boy WIthouuNmn.
4M Ciblltn Johnl or, millet Times at Ante Ba.

‘89 Nundy Ham. the \‘trei-t Smut.

4“? "lawn Hun. the Dale Undo.

490 llromlwoy Hilly. t o Hoothint‘k nrnvo.

506 liedll‘ht Rnl‘lh, thn- Pl'llli‘t' ot' the Road.

514 Broadway lli l 'u anlle.

584 The Engineer I eteetivo.

586 Broadway llllly‘n ‘ Dimkllty.”

5-18 Mart, ilio Niulit Express l)l'ii‘?ill’t€.

55? llromlwny Billy’s l'i-nth Racket.

5H Air-Mlle .niu- the Ymmi: Barium-i.

679 The Chimney tiny: or, liwntlway Billy’s Surprise-Party.
590 The Boy Pinkerton.

605 “'illinln 0’ Broadway; or, Tin- Roy m-tariiw’u Biz inning.
("5 Fighting Hun-v iii» (Thin-f ul‘ (‘iiniund Cyclone.

62R llrolulvn illliy’n ilend Act.

“10 liurobrr Both. the (‘v-ntnur of the Circle.

GMT Type" win-r 1‘my, u... Ml-rrliunt'n w...i,

«Mi Moon Ight, film-gun tlm " i’iwiwnt " Man at Ante For.
“$9 B and way Hilly A Il’llall.

'wny Billy‘s Ito-ti [inflating San Francisco‘si‘lmt.

 

881 could wish; but it will add to the com- l as: iii-33w” mm in Clover.

fort of yourself and Helen, and I have my
midshipmau’s berth. you know, and intend
to rise in my profession, see if I do not,”

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BY CAPTAIN MAYNE REID.
7“ Blue “lei: or. The Yellow Chioi‘l Vengeance.
2; ¥he Lnnl‘i irate-t or. The League n’hcvil'u island.
1 he llolnleu illimi : pr. Backwoods Retribution.
.89 The Gold-noel.” Hilde! or- Tin-WW

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HY HARRY ST. GEIDRGE.

30 Roaring Ralph Roekwood, the Ranger.

44 Rattlin Rube: or, The Niklitlllwkl oi'Kontucky.

59 014i Hie ory; or, l’nndy Ellie’s Scalp.
108 During Davy : or, The Trail of the Borer Wolf.
166 Hickory H-rr : or, The 'l'rn per-lirigndo’l Spy.
172 Thunderbolt om: or. the Wilt—Harder

Ii 1' El) W A R]! \l' ILLETT.

16'? Ann fleott. the Siellllbtmi Boy.

199 Featherweight the lioy Ciinmpiun ofthe Mullinnn.
223 ilznrk Ali’: nr, Featherweight Among the Outlaws.

2N2 The Typo Detective: ur. Weuel, the llny Tramp.
295 Fearlenn l'hli: or. The King ot’Quarlzville.

Bil The Rovin Sport; or, The Pride ut‘tihuvimlurk Camp,
322 Nemo, the ileum-five; or, Kit Kenvon's Vendetta.
840 Clip the Contortioniutz uv,'l‘h- Montana Vigil-libs.

HY JOSEI’H 1i. BADGER, Jll.
2 Yellow-tulle Jack: or, Thr 'l'nwl'it'r.

41‘ Hillel." John the Ronni-Agent; M. ’l‘ n- ()Iitlnw’n Retro“.

65 Hurriellllt- Till; or, Mustang Saul nini ills Paul.
119 Mustang Ham or,'l'lie King of the Plains.
186 Night-Hind. 'ltx er, 'l‘lie Daughter ul'tlie Ranch.
144 Dainty Lani-e the Boy Sport.

151 Panther Paul: or, Dainty Lance lo the Rescue.

160 The "lack Giant: 0r. Dainty Laure in Jeopardy.
168 Heldly Din-h; or, Fighting Fire with Fire.

184 The Roy Trailer-3 or, Dainiy Lance oil the War-Path.
203 The Bo Parilnt or. Dainty [since Uliniukn.
211 (Brooke-£03k, ilio- ('nlibnn ol' Celestial City.
810 The Hun-anon “'oli': or.’l‘he Beautiful Decoy.
819 The Hint-k Rider; or, The llnue-Thivven’ 1.01qu
885 llld Double Flint or. The Still)!!! Guide
855 The King oi‘tilr hook: or Dillliel Boone's Lut Trail.
{49 Kit. Fox. the Border Boy Detective
62.”; (‘hinellnin Hun. the Boy Trailer.

6?? Cliineupin Dan’s fleeolid Trail.

RY W. J. HAMILTON.

68 The Red Brotherhood: or, The Twelve Avonm
66 Hill le Hand; or, A Life for a Life.
72 Mm Tom “'cliorn, than Tex-n Ranger.

38? Hell Bird. the Cave King; or. Big Pete’s Scoop.

' RY JACK FARRAGUT.

815 Ned. the nhln lloy.
8’30 The Sea orcereu; or, The Boy Slippor.

RY LIEUT. ll. 1). PERRY. U. S. N.

178 The Boy Run-way: or. The Buernneor or the Buy.
1H0 The Sea Trailer: M. A Vow Well Kept.
19. Captain Hit; or, The Mystery of Montauk Point.

RY HARRY HAZARD.

828 Arknnnnw Jack: or. The Srourze of the Mines.
829 Red-Skin Toln‘ or. The Demon’s 'l villi.
848 The Honntnln )evil; or, Yellow Jack, the Outlaw.

BY COL. A. F. HOLT.
899 Black Ruck-kin; or, The Mnhod Men of Dotti: Canyol
4l9 Kenneth, thu- Knife-King.
485 Little Lighti'oot. the Pilot of the “'oodl.
678 Ralph Renwood, the Lightning Express Detective.

BY J. ‘1'. OSRON.

469 The Rival Giants oi'Nowhnr’.

498 (inotun Burr. the Man from linrd Luck.

58‘! 0M Hucke 'e. the Sienn Shadow.

564 Powder 1’ ii, the Boy Miner.

609 Boll Don-it. the \ateruii Detective. ,
620 tht e Lightning's League: or. The Mystery «the Inland.
688 Pliieky uni, t e Boy Prospector. ‘

R 1' FREDERICK DEW EY.

818 Cimnrron luck, the King-Pin of Rifle-Shots.
478 Tanzelnnnd, the Desert Dohctlve.
642 The Canyon Paula.

RY ARTHI‘R C. GRISSOM.

440 Little Foxi’oot, a... Gold Bowie Kid.
558 The finre-flhot Pal-din.
821 Truthi‘ul Jamel, the "Peeooliar" Man.

BY LIEUT. A. K. SIMS.

i548 Captain Car-tui- the Clinpnrrnl Cock.
68 The Dandy of Dodge.
576 The Silver Sport.
588 flaii'ron Sol. the Man With a Shadow
5“) 'l‘oin-Ciit and Pill-d: or. The Dead Set at Silver City.
601 ill: py Hana. tin- Dutch \‘ldoci.
till Rilsnd llnrliuele. tln- Detective} erculen.
29 'l‘cxnl Tom-(‘ut’n Trilul
68] Tom (‘nt‘n Terrible Till-ii.
688 Tom-Clit‘n Triumph; or. lilnek lvnn'l Gt eat Combine.
646 Cowboy Gid. the ('nitlo--linllzl' Detective.
6m Wnrhllng “'illium. the Mountain Mountebnnk.
iii") Jolly Jeremiah, the Plains Detective.
676 Signal h‘um, the Lookout Scout.

MISCELLAN E0 UB/ AUTHCRS.

4 The Wild-none Hunters. By Capt. Mayne R.“ “d
Frederick Whittaker.
9 Adventure! of Baron Mnnehnuacn.
12 Gulliver's Trlli elu. by “will rwlft.
14 Allldllilli "V. Till? Wendert‘ul Lamp.
18 Rob llnnn Crusoe. (‘17 llliutrnilonl.)
18 Sindhud the Sailor. Hi- Seven ’ you...
89 'ill‘iiol Ben Serpent ; or, Tho Boy Rob mo: Crusoe. By Jan.
Aw a.
.8 The Ocean Bloodhound; or, The Red Pirates 0! til.
Currlheen. liy S. W. Plaroo. ‘
86 The Roy Clown: or. The AnnyQurovn By P s. Finn.
3" Ned \"ylde. the Boy ‘Smmi. By 'lexnl Jack.
51 The Roy Rifle-x or 1 hr Underground ('anip. By A. C. Iran.
95 The Riva Rovers: i-r. Tho Freehonisn oi the hlluiutppi.
RV Menu-Col. iiualtine. -
93 “ab... flood. the Outlawed Earl; or,’i‘hs Merry Men olGrou-
wood, B i’rui‘. Gillierlleeve. .
105 0” “age, the Hunter; or, The Crow Captive. By Captai-
Hamilton liolnneii.
112 The Mall “outer: or, thoCno otDutli. By Burton 8.".
124 Tlppy. tile Texan; or. Th; Young Champion. By Georg.
Gin

anon. , .

138 The Young Privateer; or, The Pirate’. Stronghold. By
Harry Cavendish.

‘43 gnu". Sam; M, The Advon turn of: Fliendleu Boy. By J.
Alexander Patten.

.97 Hunky Ital-roll. Tn pol: or. The Green Ranger oithol-

 

lowstnne. By Edward maroon.
Mil For no Fear-naught the New Y urii Boy. 0. L. Aiken.-
.66 RH 'nr. the (guide; 'nr,l)nvy kaott'l rooted 'l'rdl.

Hy Final n C. D. “ urn-n.
898 Red 0 aw. the One-Erect Trapper; or.'l'he Maid oi the Clifl
Hr Captain Commit-ll.
s1“ roman-k Pete. iln- Lively Lnd from Leadvllio. By Lieu.
tenant Alirrti 'V'hnrnu.
8.11 The Hky “etc-olive; or, A Boy’l Fight for Life and Home:
By Meier )ilriivy Free. . V
850 Red Ralph. the River Ron-r1 nr,’i‘ho Broth-I’D KO”-
vo-nire. n)‘ Ned iinnillneifi ‘H k D l “ B A P I
865 linltiinore Ben the in i «2' e no n. y . . an“
874 Golll-llilut 'l'omt or. Wfl'l D'mhlr l’vi-trh. Bra 11.1101”.
if?“ California Joe’l Flrlt Trail. By Co cool '1'“
Hove-r \lonrtwry.
fl: ¥i£iy'{i'omdilgifiil. in; minimum...
0 "(I , _v it n. am". '-
484 Commit-lie Dial? and Ill: Three Ind-chi“. M
Honrv J. Thomas.
5.8 “'iln'd-Arm, the David SEort. B Arthur 1'. "OK
an The Cowbo inn... 5y .1... rookofm
550 Ariel the At late. By David Drum.
W ate til Bov Ferret. Hv [Llntmh ‘
can The Dead Dateatlvc’l Double. By amidldtn‘
A New lune Every Tue-day. h
The Rolf-Dime Library is for Ink by all m I
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1 A Hard Crowd; or. Gentleman Sam’s Sister. By
Philip S. Warne.

2 The Dare-Devil; or. The Winged Witch of the
Sea. By Col. Prentiss ingraham.

3 Kit Carson. J r.; the Crack Shot of the West. By
Buckskin Sam.

4 The Kidnapper; or. The Great Shanghai of the
Northwest. By Philip S. Warne.

5 The Fire-Fiends; or, Hercules the Hunchback.
By A. P. Morris.

6 Wildcat Bob. the Boss Bruiser or, The Border
Bloodhounds. By Ed. L. Whee er.

7 Death-Notch, the Destroyer; or, The Spirit Lake
Avengers. By 011 Coomes..

8 The Headless Horseman. _A Strange Story of
Texas. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

9 Handy Andy. By Samuel Lover.
10 Vlligocq. the French Police Spy. Written by him-
se .

11 Midshipman Easy. By Capt. Marryat.

12 The D=ath~Shot; or, Tracked to Death. By
Capt. Mayne Reid.

13 Pathaway; or, Nick Whimes, the Old Trapper
of the Northwest. By Robinson.

14 Thayendanegea, the Scou e; or, The War Eagle
of the Mohawks. By Ned untline.

15 The l'I‘iger-Sla er; or le-Head to the Rescue.
By Gustave Almard.‘ M

16 The White Wizard: 01'. The Great Prophet of the
Seminoles. By Ned Buntline.

17 Nightshade, the Robber Prince of Honnslow
Heath. By Dr. J. H. Robinson.

18 The Sea Bandit; or. The Queen of the Isle. By
Ned Buntiine.

19 Red Cedar, the Prairie Outlaw. ,By G. Aimard.

20 The Bandit at Bay' or. The Pirates of the Prai-
ries. By Gustave Aimard.

21 The Trapper‘s Daughter; or, The Outlaw’s Fate.
By Gustave Aimard. ~

22 Whitelaw; orI Nattie of the Lake Shore. B Dr.
I J. H. Robinson. y

23 The Red Warrior" or. Stella Delmore’s Coma che
Lover. 'By Ned Buntline. n

24 Prairie Flower. B Gustave Aimard. author f
“ Tiger-Slayer," etg. 0
25 The Gold-Guide' or, Steel Arm the Regu .
By Francis J ohnson. mtor

26 The Death-Track- or, The Outlaws of h »
tain. By Francis'Johnson. t 8 M0“

27 The Spotter-Datebtive; or, The a-
York. By Albert w. Aiken. irls of New

28 Three-Fingered Jack. the Road-
Rockies; or, The Bov Miner of Ha
Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

W'I‘i r Dick, the Faro Kin ' 0 Th C hi ‘
Crime. By Philip S. Warne‘l' 1" e as era

30  George. 0]., me  h
Joseph E_ Bud’s”, Jr.  1 t e Outlaw. By

nt of the
Luck. By

31 Te New York 6 8m .,
hing. By Albert wfpklki'il.'rhe m"! of Light-

32 B‘hoys of Yale' or, The s
of Collegians. ’By John D. Va of a Hard set

83 Overland Kit; or, The
v Albert W. Aiken.

34 Rock Mountain Rob, the California Outlaw or
The igilantes of Humbug Bar. By A. W. en:

& Kentuck the Sport; or, Dick Talbot at the
Mines. By A. W. Aiken. ~

36 In un Dick' or, The Death-Shot of Shasta. By
Al rt w. Aiken.

87 Hiri. the Hunchback; or, The Swordmaker of
the Santee. By Dr. J. H. Robinson.

8 Velvet Hand; or. The Iron Grip of Injun Dick.
W. Aiken.

Idol (of White Pine. By

By Albert
89 The Russian Spy; or, The Brothers of the Star?!
Cross. By Cap . Frederick Whittaker.

40 The Lon -Haired ‘ Pards;‘ 0 Th Tartars of the
Plains. y Jos. E. Badger, 5}. e

41 Gold Dan; or. The White Sav of th Great
Salt Lake. By Albert W.  e

42 The California Detective; or. The Witches of
New York. By Albert W. Aiken.

43 Dakota Dan, the Booklet! Ra r; or, the Bee-
Hunters’ Excursion. By 011 Gigantic. .

44 Old Dan Rackback. the Great Extarrni ;
or, The Triangle‘s Last Trail. By on r

45 Old Bull’s E e. the htnin Shot of the Plai .
By Joseph ElBadgeIx-‘ffir. g n.

‘0 Bowie-Knife Ben the Little Hunter of the Nor’-

west' or, The Exiles of the Valley of Shadows.
By 011 Coomes. .

4? Pacific Pete. the Prince of the Revolver. By
Jos. E. Badger, Jr.

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48 Idaho Tom, the Youn Outlaw of Silverland; or.
The Hunters of the lid W est. By Oil Coomes.

49 The Wolf Demon; or, The Queen of the Kanaw-
ha. By Albert W. Aiken.

50 Jack Rabbit, the Prairie Sport; or
Children of the Llano Estacado.
Badger, Jr.

51 Red Rob, the Boy Road-Agent. By 011 C)om s.

52 Death Trailer, the Chief of the Scouts; or, Life
and Love in a Frontier Fort. By Hon. Wm. F
Cody (Buffalo Bill).

53 Silver Sam; or, the Mystery of Deadwood City.
By 001. Deile Sara.

54 Alwa s-on-Hand; or, The Sportive Sport of the
Foot ills. By Philip S. Warne.

55 The Scalp-Hunters. A Romance of the Plains.
By Capt. Mayne Reid.

56 The Indian Mazeppa' or. The Mad Man of the
Plains. By Albert  Aiken.

57 The Silent Hunter; or, The Scowl Hall Mystery.
By Percy B. St. John.

58 Silver Knife; or, Wicklifle. the Rocky Mountain
Ranger. By Dr. J. H. Robinson.

59 The Man from Texas; or, The Outlaw of Ar
kansas. By Albert W. Aiken.

60 Wide Awake, the Robber King; or, The Idiot of
the Black Hills. By Frank Dumont.

61 lCaptain Seawaif, the Privateer. By Ned Bunt-
life.

The Wolf
By Jos. E.

62 Loyal Heart; or, The Trappers of Arkansas.
By Gustave Aimard.

63 The Win ed Whale; or, Red Rupert of the Gulf.
By Alber W. Aiken.

64 Double Sight. the Death Shot; or. The Outlaw of
the Chaparral. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

as The Red Ra'ah: or The Scourge of the Indies.
By Captain Il‘redcrick Whittaker.

66 The Specter Barqne. A Tale of the Pacific. By
Captain Mayne Reid.

67 The Boy Jockc '; or. Honesty versus Crooked-
ness. By Jusep E. Badger, Jr.

88 The Fighting Trap er; or. Kit Carson to the
Rescue. By Capt. . F. C. Adams.

69 The Irish Captain. A Tale of Fontenoy. By
Captain Frederick Whittaker.

7o Hydrabad, the Strangler; or, Alethe. the Child
of the Cord. By Dr. J. H. Robinson.

71 Captain Cool-Blade; or, The Man. Shark of the
Mississippi. By Jos. E. Badger. Jr.

72 The Phantom Hand' or, The Heiress of Fifth
Avenue. A Storv of New York Hearths and
Homes. By A. W. Aiken.

78 The Knights of the Red Cross; or.'The Magician
of Gran . By Dr. J. H. Robinson.

74 Captain of the Rifles; or. The Queen of the;

Lakes. A Romance of the Mexican Valley. By
Captain Mayne Reid.

’25 Gentleman George; or. Parlor, Prison, Stage and
Street. By it}bert W. Aiken.

76 The neen's Musketeer; or, Thisbe, the Princess
Palm st. By George Albany.

77 The Fresh of ‘FriseO' or. The Heiress of ' Buena-
ventura. By Albert W. Aiken.

78 The Mysterious S y; or. Golden Feather, the
Buccaneer‘s Dang ter. By A. M. Grain'ger.

79 Joe Phenix. the Police Spy. By Albert W.
Aiken.

so A Man of Nerve: or, Caliban, the Dwarf. By
Philip S. Warne.

81 The Ruin“ Tiger; or, A Heart of Fire. By
Albert w. Aiken.

82 Iron Wrist. the Swordmaster. By 001. Thomas
H. Monstery.

83 Gold Bullet Sport; or. The Kn hts of theOv r-
land. By Buflalo Bill. is e

84 Hunted Down; or, The League of Three.
Albert W. Aiken. By

85 The Cretan Rover; or. Zuleikah, the Beautiful.
By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. -

so The Big Hunter; or. The Queen of the Woods.
By the author of “ Silent Hunter.”

87 The Scarlet Captain; or, The Prisoner of the
Tower. By Col. Bella Sara.

88 Big George. the Giant of the Gulch; or. The Five
Outlaw Brothers. By Jos. E. Badger, r.

89 The Pirate Prince- or, Pratt Neil , the Queen
of the Isle. By Col. Prentiss a m. ‘

90 Wild Will, the Mad Ranchero; or, The Terrible
Texans. By Buckskin Sam.

91 The Winnin Oar' or. The Inn-keeper's Dau h-
ter. By Albgrt  Aiken. g

92 Burlalo Bill. the Buckskin King; or. The Amason
of the West. By Major Dangerfield Burr.

98 Captain Dick Talbot. Kin of the Road; or. The
Black-hoods of Shasta. y Albert W. Aiken.

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94 Freelance, the Buccaneer; or. The Waif of the
Wave. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

95 Azhort, the Axman; or, The Secrets of the Ducal
Palace. By Anthony P. Morris.

96 Double Death; or. The Spy Queen of Wyoming.
By Lapt. Fred. Whittaker.

97 Bronze Jack, the California Thoroughbred: or,

The Lost City of the Basaltic Buttes. By Al-
bert W. Aiken.

as The Rock Riders or. The Spirit of the Sierra. By
Capt. Frederick Whittaker.
99 The Giant Rifleman; or. Wild Life in the Lumber
Regions. By Oil Coomes.
100 The French Spy; or. The Bride of Paris. By
Anthony P. Morris.
101 The Man from New York; or The Romance of
a Rich Young Woman. By A. W. Aiken.
102 The Masked Band; or, The Man Without a Name.
By George L. Aiken.

103 Merle, the Mutineer: or. The Brand of theRod
Anchor. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

104 Montezuma, the Merciless; or, The Eagle and
the Serpent. By Col. P. lngraham.

105 Dan Brown of Denver, the Rocky Mountain De—
tective. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

106 Shamus O’Brien. the Bould Boy of Glingal;
or, Irish Hearts and Irish Homes. By Col. Delis

107 Richard Talbot of Cinnibar; or, The Brothers of
the Red Hand. By A. W. Aiken.

1% The Duke of Diambnds; or. The Flower of Cal
cutta. By Captain Frederick Whittaker.

109 Captain K d. the King of the Black - or,
The Witch {if Death Castle. By Col. 1%.

110 The Silent Rifleman. By H. W. Herbert.

111 The Smuggler Captain; or, The Skipper’s Crime.
By Ned Buntline.

112 Joe Phenix, Private Detective; or. The League
of the Skeleton Keys. By A. W. Aiken. ,

113 The Sea Sli r; or, The Amateur Freebooters.
By Prof. J. . Ingraham.

114 The Gentleman from Pike; or, The Ghost of the
Canyon. DyPhilip S. name. .i
115 The Severed Head; or The Secret of Castle
Coucy. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.
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116 Black Plume. the Devil of‘the Sea; or. The
Sorceress of Hell Gate. By Col. P. Ingraham.

117 D ~shing Dandy. t“e Hotspur of the Hills; or,
the Pony Prince’s Stiange Pard. By Major
Dangerfield Burr.

118 The Burglar Captain; or, The Fallen Star. By
Prof. J. H. Ingraham.

119 Alabama Joe; or, the Yazoo Man-Hunters. By
Jos. E. Badger, Jr.

120 The Texan Spa; or. The Prairie Guide. By
Newton M. Cu ss.

121 The Sea Cadet; or, The Rover of the Rigoletts.
By 001. Prentiss Ingraham. .

122 Saul Sabberday. the Idiot Spy; or, Luliona, the
Seminole. By Ned Buntline.

123 Ala the Squaw; or, The Renegades of the
Borggga' By Francis Johnson.

124 Assewaum, the Avenger; or, The Doom of the
_ Destroyers. By FrancisJohnson.
125 The Blacksmith Outlaw; or, Merry England.
By Harrison Ainsworth.

1% The Demon Duelist; or. The League of Steel.
By Col. Thomas Hoyer Monstery.

127 801 Scott, the Masked Miner); or, Dan Brown's
r. '

Double. By Jos. E. Badger.

18 The Chevalier Corsair; or. The Her! of
Hatred. By the author of “Marie, the uti-
user."

1129 Mississippi Mme; or,.A Strong Man’s W:

By Edward Willett.

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1w Captain Volcano' or. The Man of the Red Revol- . ,{
en. . .

vers. By A. W. Aik

181 Buckskin Sam. the Texas Trailer; or. The Ban— ‘
Ingrabam.

dits of the Bravo.  Col. P.

132 Nemo. King of the Tramps' or the Romany
Girl's Vengeance. 8y Capt. . Whittaker.

188 Rod , the Rover, the Ribbonman of Ireland.
Whilam Carleton. By

184 Darkie 'Dan the Colored Detective'
Mississippi Mystery. By 001. P. Ingraha

1&5 The Bush WI” or The Half-Breed Brigade.
ByFrancis ohnsdn. '

186 The Outlaw-Hunter; or. Red John, the Bush
Ranger. B

y Francis Johnson.

137 L0 Beard. the Giant Spy' er, Ha Harry
infirm Boy of the Woods. ’3, on mac. *

138 The Border Bandits; or. The Horse-Thief's Trail.
By Frauds Johnson.

189Fire- theSeaH momma-Mean
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H) TheThree Spaniards. ,By Geo. Wain. 191 The Terrible Tonkawa ; or, Old Rocky and His 210 A Cool Head; or, Orson On in Punt By Isaac
Pards. By Buckskin m. Hawks.
ll Equinox Tom. the Bully of Bed Rock; or, Dan
Brown's Masterstroke. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr. 192 The Lightning Sport‘ or. The Bad Manat Slaugh- 241 Spitfire Saul, Ki of the Bustiers: or. eon
ter Bar. By W. R. yster. Dlxie‘s Grand “ und-Up.” By Josep I.

’8 Captain Crimson. the Man of the Iron Face; or
The Nemesis of the Plains. By Maj. Dangerfield

us The Czar's Spy; or, The Nihilist League. By
Col. T. H. Monstery.

Mi The Hunchback lot Notre1Dame. By Victor
Hugo.

145 Pistol Pards; or, Soft Hand. the Silent Sport
tromvCinnabar. By Wm. R. Eyster.

m The Doctor Detective; or, The Mystery of the
Golden Collin. By George Lemuel.

I47 Gold Spur, the Gentleman from Texas; or, The
Child of thegltegiment. By Colonel Prentiss
Ingraham.

88 One-Arman Alf, the Giant Hunter oi the Great
Lakes By 011 Coomes.

I49 Tht liorder Rifles. By Gustave Almard.

160 El itublo Bravo, King of the Swordsman; or.
The Terrible Brothers oi! Tabasco. By Col.
Thomas Hoyer Monstery.

I51 The Freebooters. By Gustave Aimard.

162 Captain Ironnerve, the Counterfeiter Ohio? or.

'Igho Gypsy Queen‘s Legacy. By Marin uke
.o)’.

15‘) The White Scalper. By Gustave Aimard.
154 Joaquin, the Saddle King. By Jos. E Badger.

355 The Corsair mm or. The Gy es of the Sea.
By Col. Prenggs Ingr . pg!

156 Velvet Face the rder Bravo; or Muriel, the
Danite‘s Bride. By Maj. Dangerfield Burr.

1W Mourad, the Mameluke; or. The Three Sword-
masters. By Col. Thom H. Monstery.

158 The Doomed Dosen' or, Dolores, the Danite’s
Daughter. By Dr. Erank Powell.

159 Red Rudiger. the Archer- or The Lady Bertha’s
Treachery. By Oapt. F. ’wn'ittcker.

‘3 Soft Hand Sharp; or, The Man With the Sand.
By Wm. B. Eyster.

'I The Wolves of New York; or. Joe Phenix's
Great Man Hunt. By A. W. Aiken.

I62 The MadMariner; or, Dishonored and Disowned.
By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham.

163 Ben Brion the Trapper Ca tain: or. Redpath
the Aveng’er. By Dr. J. H. Robinson. ’

or The Kill htt of the Clasped
, Hands and Bed Brahch. By D. Clark.
.65 Joaquin, the Terrible. By J. E. Badger, Jr.

[66 Owlet. the Robber Prince; or The Unknown
Highwayman. By Septimus R. 'Urban.

m TheMan oi Steel; or. The Masked Knight or the
White Plume.‘ By A. P. Morris.

I68 Wild Bill, the Pistol Dead Shot- or, Dagger Don's
Double. By Colonel Prentiss lugraham.

m Corporal Cannon. the Man of Forty Duels. By
Colonel Thomas Hoyer Monstery.

. :10 Sweet William, the Trapper Detective; or The

Chief of the Crimson Clan. By Joseph E.

Badger, Jr.

l'l’l Tiger Dick. the Man of the Iron Heart; or, The
Dumb Bandit; By Philip S. Warne.

I'll The Black Pirate; or. The Mystery of the Golden
letters. By Colonel P. Ingraham.

as California John, the Pacific Thoroughbred. By
Albert W. Aiken.

m The Phantom Knights. By Capt. r. Whittaker.
rs wild Btli‘s'i‘mmpCardt «.mmm
By Major Dangerfield Mr.
as J th Robber Queen. tain
“in. M: ° 3’ °"
in Don Diablo, the Planter-Corsair; or, The Rivals
am.

of the Sea. By Col. Prentisl Ingrah

[70 Dark Dashwood. the Desperate- or. The Childot
the Sun. By Major Sun S. Hall.

I” Con the Convict; or. Was He Guilt i
Pmflr‘g'tewm Gilderslpeve, LL.D. y By

IS) Old ‘49; gr. The Amazon of Arizona. By Joe. E.
er, r.

 I81 The Scarlet Schooner; or, The Nemesis of the
. Sea. ss Ingraham. -

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IBHandsU 'or TheKnightsottheCan n. B
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is: Gilbert the Guide; utmost in the Wilderness.
By C. lining Clark. r

I“ The Ocean Yam ire; or. The
Curse.

Heiress of Castle
By Col. entiss Ingrahams

der- or. The Beautiful 8 hinx.
Anthony . Morris. D By

let The Black Bflvo or The Tonsil ’ .
By Bu in t. , Way‘s Triumph

,  TheDeath‘s Head Coirsssiers; or./Brave of All

Bravos. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker. .
fl The Phantom Maze pan or. The
Chaparrals.

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198 The Man in Red; or, The Ghost of the Old Guard.
By Capt. F. Whittaker.

194 Don Sombrero, the California Road Gent' or,
 Three Men of Mount Tabor. By Capt. Mark
ton.

195 The Lone Star Gambler; or. The Maid of the
Magnolias. By Buckskin Sam.

196 La Marmoset the Detective Queen; or, The Lost
Heir of Morel. By Albert W. Aiken.

1'7 Revolver Rob. the Red-Handed; or, The Belle of
Nugget Camp. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

198 The Skeleton Schooner or, The Skimmer of the
Sea By Col. Prentiss ingraham.

11.“. Diamond Dick, the Dandy from Denver. By
Buckskin Sam. '

200 The Rifle Rangers; or, Adventures in Southern
Mexico. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

201 The Pirate of the Placers; or Joaquin's Death
Hunt. By Joseph E.~ Badger, Jr.

202 Cactus Jack. the Giant Guide: or, The Masked
Robbers of Black Bend. By Capt.- Mark Wilton.

£13 The Double Detective: or, The Midnight Mys-
tery. By Albert W. Aiken.

SM BigFoot Wallace, the Kin of the Lariat; or,
Wild Wolf, the Waco. By uckskin Sam.

205 The Gambler Pirate; or, Bessie, the Lady of the
Lagoon. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

mil One Eye. the Cannoneer; or. Marshal Ney's Last
Legacy. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

an Old Hard Head; or Whirlwind and His Milk-
White Mare. By Phllip S. Warne. '

203 The White Chef. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

N9 Buck Farley, the Bonanza Prince; or. The Ro-
mance of Death Gulch. By Edward Willett.

210 Buccaneer Bess. the Lioness of the Sea; or, The
Red Sea Trail. By Col. P. Ingraham.

211 Colonel Plun er: of, The Unknown Sport. By
Capt. Frede ck Whittaker.

212 The Brazos Tigers' or. The Minute-Men of
Fort Belknap. By uckskin Sam.

218 The War Trail; or, The Hunt of the Wild Horse.
By Capt. Mayne Reid.

214 The Two Cool Sports; or, Gertie of the Gulch.
By Wm. B. Eyster.

215 Parson Jim King of the Cowboys;
Gentle She herd’s Big “Clean-Out.‘
Frederick hittaker.

216 The Corsair Planter; or. Driven to Doom. By
Col. Prentim Ingraham.

217 The Se nt of El Paso; or Frontier Frank, the
Scout 0 the Rio Grande. By Buchkin Sam.

218 The Wild Huntress; or. The Big Squatter’s Ven-
geanoe. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

212 The See ion Brothers; or, Mad Tom's Mission.
By Capta n Mark Wilton. '

2:1) The S cter Yacht; or, A Brother’s Crime. By
Col. . lngraham.

291 D erate Duke. the Guadalou “Galoot.” B
1333an Sam. p0 y

as Bill, the Blizzard' or. Red \Jacket’s Double
Crime. By Edward Willett.

S28 Canyon Dave, the Man of the Mountain° or,
T‘h‘tligoughs of Silver Spur. By Captain, Mark
n. a

or, The
By Capt.

224 Black Beard the Buccaneer; or. The Curse of
. I .

the Coast. By Col. r. i

so Rook Mountain Al' or Nug t N the Wall
or til: Range. By Buckskingmfn’

M The Mad Hussars; or. The 0's and the Mae’s.
By Capt. F. Whittaker.

on Buckshot Ben. the Man-Hunter ct Idaho' or,
gl‘ftOCaetus Creek Tragedy. By Capt. Mal-k
n.

228 The Maroon. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

229 Captain Cutsieeve; or. Touch-Me-Not, the Little
Sport. By Wm. R. Eyster.

280 The FlyingI Dutchman of 1880; or, Who was
Vanderdec on. By Capt. Whittaker. a

231 The Kid Glove Miner; or. The Magic Doctor oi!
Golden Gulch. By Col. P. Ingraham.

232 Orson On. the Man of Iron; or, The River Mys-
tery. By lsaac Hawks. .

283 The Old Boy of Tombstone; or, Wagering a
Life on a Card. By J. E. Badger, Jr.

at The Hunters' Feast. By Capt. Mayne Reid.

2%  htninf the Man of Chance; or Flush
Times n Go tie Gulch. By Colonel Prentiss
Ingraham. .

236 Ch iou.Sam; or, The Monarchs of th Sh .
Dyna '1‘. H. Monetary. o 0'

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 By Capt. . ‘Wiitea. we t

m Hank Hound the Crescent City Detective' or,
The Owls oi New Orleans. B A. P. Mort-h.

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242 The Fog Devil' or, The Skipper of the Finds,
By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

248 The Pilgrim Sharp; or, The Soldier‘s Sweetheart
By Buflalo Bill.

244 Merciless Mart the Man-Tiger of Missourl;'or
The Wall of t e Flood. By “Buckskin Sam."
Maj. Sam S. Hall.

245 Barranca Bill, the Revolver Champion; or, The
Witch of the Weeping Willows. By Captain
Mark Wilton.

ueen Helen. the Amazon of the Overland: or,
he Ghouls of the Gold Mines. By Col. Prenti.
Ingraham.

247 Alligatorlke; or The Secret of the Everglado.
By Capt. Fred Whittaker.

248 Montana Nat the Lion of Last Chance Camp.
B" Edward. Willem.

249 Elephant Tom, of Durango; Or, for." Gold Dust
or Your Lite. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

250 The Rough Riders; or. SharpEye, the Seminole
Scourge. By Buckskin Sam.

251 Tiger Dick vs. Iron De ard; or, Every Man Has
His Match. By P. S. al'ne.

252 The Wall Street Blood; or. Tick; Tick. the Tale-
graph Girl. By Alhert W. Aiken.

253 A Yankee Cossack; or The Queen oi the Nihil-
ists. By Capt. Frederick Whittaker.

254 Giant Jake. the Patrol of the Mountain. By
Newton M. Curtis.

$5 The Pirate Priest; or. The Planter Gambler's
Daughter. By Col. P. Ingraham.

256 Double Dan. the Bastard; or, The Pirates of Rio
Pecos. By Buckskin Sam.

257 Death-Trap Diggings; or. A Hard Man from
‘Way Back. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

258 Bullet Head, the ColOrado Bravo' or The Pris-
O‘TIICII'S of the Death Vault. By Captain Mark
1 ton. ‘

259 Cutlass and Cross; or, The Ghouls of the Sea
By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham.

260 The Masked ste ' or The Black Crescent.
By A. P. liilorrliil.y 1” '

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261 Black Sam. the Prairie Thunderbolt; or, '13.“
Bandit-Hunters. By Col. J o Yards. ,

262 Fighting To the Terror or the Toughs. By
Col. Thomaslfioyer Monstery. '

268 Iron-Armed Abe, the Hunchback Wen or.
The Black Riders' Terror. Capt. Mark ilton.

264 The Crooked Three' or, The Black Hearts of
the Guadalupe. By Buckskin Sam.

265 Old Double-Sword; or. Pilots and Pirates. By
Captain Frederick Whittaker.

sat Leopard Luke. the King of Horse-Thieves- or
Twhfiinwamp Squatter's Doom. By Capt. Mark
I n. .

.267 The White Squaw. By Cap. Mayne Reid.

268 We Mike, the Man of Frills; or. Bad Ben’l‘
Brigade. By William REyster.

$9 The Bayou Bravo;
Sam.

Bucks 
270 A dros,‘ Free Rover- or The Pirate‘s
DanughterfhlBy Ned Buntiizie. '

271 Stoneflst. of Bi Nu at new or old Ket-
gchum‘s Tug of ar. §§ Capt. MilrkWilton.

272 Seth Slocum, Railroad Surveyor or The Spores
ct Sitting Bull. By Capt. Fred. Wanker.

278 Mountain Mose tho Gorge Outlaw- or ht
HorSe Leon’s Five Fights for Life: By. 39%;.
skin Sam. _ t

m Flush Fred the Mississi is - or Tough’ '

' Times in Tellnessee. By Edwagdewlllett.

275 The smug,qu Cutter; or. The Cavern in the
Chfl. By .D. Conroy. . - '

276 Texas Chick the Southwest Detective; or.

By Captain

er Lily. he Vulture Queen.

.fik Wilton. 
m The Saucy Jane Privateer: or, The Hunting at '

Old Irousides. by Capt. Fred Whittttker; ,. ' -
m Hercules Golds ur. the Man of the VelvetHand;

or. The Poker eell‘s Drop Game. By Captain

Howard Holmes. ‘ .
279 The Gold Dragon; or. The California Blood.

hound. By William H. Manning. '

no Black~Hoss Ben; or. Tiger Dick's Lou: and. l I

By Philip S. Warns.

281 The Sea Owl; or, The Lady Captain of mania
By Qolonel Prentiss Ingraham. ‘

282 The Merciless Marsh ers: or. Chaparral Carl's

Revenge. V By Buckskl‘n Sam.

$3 Sleek Sam. the Devil of
. oftheFieryCl-oss. ByJ I r,Jr.

The Three Frigates' or, Old lronsidss' Revenge.-

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287 Dandy Dave, and His Horse, White Stocking;
or. Ducats or Death. By Buckskin Sam.

288 Electro Pete, the Man of Fire; or, The Wharf
Rats of Locust Point. B A. P. Morris.

289 Flush Fred‘s Full Han : or, Life and
Louisiana. By Edward Willett.

290 The Lost Corvette; or, Blakeley’s Last Cruise.
By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

291 Horseshoe Hzink, the Man of Big Luck; or, The
Gold Brick of Idaho. By Capt. Mark Wilton.

292 Moke Homer the Boss Ronstabout; or, The
Fresh-Water Sharks of the Overflow. By J. E.
Badger, Jr.

293 Stampede Steve; or, The Doom of the Double
Face. By Buckskin Sam.

294 Broadcloth L'illt the Denver Dandy' 01'. The

Thing Pards of Deadwood. B Capt.  Holmes.

2955 Old rose-Eye, the Mavei'ic’-Hunter; or, The
Night Riders of Satanta County. By Capt. F.
Whittaker.

296 Duncan, the Sea-Diver; or, The Coast Vultures.
By George St. George.

297 Colorado Rube, the Strong Arm of Hotspur
City; or, The Giant Brothers of Buzzard Roost.
By William H. Manning.

298 Logger Lem; or, Life and Peril in the Pine
Woods. B Edward Willett.

299 Three of a ind. Tiger Dick, Iron Despard, and
the Sportive Spdrt. By P. S. Warne.

too ASport in S ectacleS; 0r. The Bad Time at

Bunco. B illiam R. Efis‘ter.
ml Bowlder ill; or. The n from Taos. By
Buckskin Sam.

Faro Saul, the Handsome Hercules; or, The
Grip of Steel. By Joseph E. Badger. or.

m Top-Notch Tom, the Cowboy Outlaw; or ’Iie
Sstanstown Election. By Ca t. Whittaker.

N4 Texas Jack, the Prairie Ratt er- or, The Queen
of the VVlltl Riders. By Burian ‘Biu.

N5 Silver~Platcd Sol, the Montana Rover; or, Giant
Evolves Fight With Himself. By Capt. Mark

1 ton.

N6 The Ronghs of Richmond' or The Mystery of ‘

the Golden Beetle. By A.  orris.

M The Phantom Pirate; or, The Water Wolves of
the Bahamas. By Col. P. Ingraham.

GB Hemlock Hank, Tough and True' or, The
Shadow of Mount Kat adin. By E. Willett.

809 Raybold, the Battling Ranger; or, Old Rocky‘s
To h Cam sign. By Buckskin Sam.

810 The arsha ot‘ Satanstown; or. The League of
the Cattle-Lifters. Bv Ca t. Fred. Whittaker.

811 Heavy Hand, the Relent ess- or, The Marked
Men of Paradise Gulch. By apt. M. Wilton.

812 Kinkfoot Karl. the Mountain Scourge; or, Wip-
ing out the Score. By Morris Redwmg.

318 Mark Magic, Detective. By A. P. Morris.

314 Lafitte; or. The Pirate of the Gulf. By Prof. J.
H. Ingraham.

315 Flush Fred‘s Double; or. The Squatters’ League
of Six. Bf: Edward Willett. ;

816 Latitte’s ieutenant; or, Theodore. the Child of
the Sea. By Prof. J. H. Ingrah

am.
817 Frank htfoot, the Miller Detective. By J. E.
Bad er. r.
318 The ndian Buccaneer, or Red Rovers on Blue
Col. Prentiss In ham

Waters. gra .
819 ms Bill, t e Whirlwind of the West. By Buf-

sao The Gentoel Spotter; 0 ,th N ht
821 5:1?! Yori'kblBydA. W. irken.e t8 nuke 0‘
cm a an 8, th Lo .
822 gow’lon} Helm? e neBsndlt ByCaptain
he rmson o otes‘ or, Ni

gy Buckskin Sam}: ’ ta, the Nemesis.

328 otspur Hugh' or, The Banded Brothers of the
Giant‘s Arm. By] Captain Mark Wilton.

824 Old Forked Lig tning. the Solitary; or. Every
Inch a Man. By Joe. E. Badger Jr.

ass Hermit ofCasco

The Gentleman Pirato' or, The
Bay. By Col. P. In in.
w The Wh test Man in the Mines. By Captain F.
Whittaker.
pin Dick. tfie Wild Woods Detective; or,
3% m éeggrgitgh B Egiward Willett.
8m  so‘mio e > u of  Basal!- 
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830 figngflt. The Qua Detective. By Chas.
831 Chispa'oharley, the Gold  or. The
§ - éd er. Jr.of

Rocky Mountain Masks.
882 sawing-Heel Jack; or The
t e Tower. By Col. Monstery.
888 gerriifigciij- Dtgck, the Man With the Drop. By
in. . ys r.
884 The Cipher Detective; or. Mark Magic on a New
B P Morris

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885 Flash Dan. the Nabob' or, The Blades of Bowie
_ Bar. By Caghtain H. Holmes.
8” The Magic ip; or, The Freebooters of Sandy
. By . . lngraham.
’37 Old Gabe. the Mountain Tramp; or, The Tragedy
of the Deserted Camp. By Di. Willett.
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’339 Spread Eagle Sam, tze Hercules Hide-Hunter.
1033' Joseph E. r, J;
840 091 CO'ltfldi the Dakota Detective; or, mom
Law to Law By Captain H. Holmes.
841 The Sea Dt‘SPCl‘MO- By Colonel P. In aham.
842 Blanco Bill, the Mustang Monarch, gy Buck-

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848 The Head Hunter" 01'. Mar Magi
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852 The Desperate Dozen; or: The Fair Fiend of the
Coeur d’Alene. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

;‘ 353 Barb Brennan, the Train Wrecker; or, The King

of Straight Flush. By John Cuthbert.

Red Richard; or. The Brand of the Crimson

Cross. By Albert W. Aiken.

855 The Mad Athlete; or, The Worst Pill in the Box.
By Jos. E. Badger. Jr.

856 Three Handsome Spgrts; or, The Double Com-
bination. By Wm. .Eyster.

857 Jack Siinons, Detective; or, The Wolves of
Washington. B A. 1’. Morris.

858 The Prince of Pan Out; or, The Beautiful Na-
vajo‘s Mission. B Buckskin Sam.

859 Yellow Jack. the estizo: or, Tiger Dick to the
Rescue. By Philip S. Warns.

860 Jumping Jerry. the Gamecock from Sundown;
or, A Craw Full of Sand. By J. E. Bad er, Jr.

861 Tombstone Dick. the Train Pilot; or, "he Trai-
tor’s Trail. By Ned Buntline.

862 Buii'alo Bill’s Grip; or, Oath-Bound to Custer.
By Col. Prentiss lngraham.

368 Crownin shield. the Detective; or, Pitiless as
Death. Albert W. Aiken.

864 The Sea gitive; or. The Queen of the Coast.
By 001. Prentiss Ingraham.

365 Keen Kennard, the Shasta Shadow- or, The
Branded Face. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

366 The Telegraph Detective; or, The Dynamite
League. By George Henry Morse.

367 A Royal Flush; or. Dan Brown’s Big Game of
Freeze-Out. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

868 The Can on King; or, A Price on His Head. By
Edward illett.

369 The Coast Corsair; or, Madca Madge, the Siren
of the Sea. By Col. Prentiss ngraham.

870 The Dusky Detective; or, Pursued to the End.
By A. W. Aiken.

871 Gold Buttons; or, The Up-Range Pards. By
Buckskin Sam.

372 Captain Crisp, the Man with a Record. By
Jos. E. Badger, Jr.

873 The Sziilor of Fortune; or. The Buccaneers of

Barnegat Bay. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

874 Major Blister. the Sport of Two CitieS' or. The
Broadwa S tter in the Black Hills. By Capt.
Howard 10 mes.

875 Royal George. the Three in One; or. The Cold
Deck on Blazers. By Wm. R. Eyster.

876 The Black Beards; or, The High Horse on the
Rio Grande. By Albert W. Aiken.

877 Afloat and Ashore; or The Corsair Conspirator.
By Col. Prentiss In am.

878 John Armstrong, echanic; or. From the Bottom
t0 the Top of the Ladder. By Capt. F. Whittaker.

879 Howling Jonathan; or, The Terror from Head-
waters. By Jos. E. Badger. Jr.

380 The Golden Serpent; or, Tiger Dick’s Pledge.
By P. S. Warne.

881 The Gypsy Gentleman; or. Nick Fox, the Demon

Detective. B Albert W. Aiken.
882 The Bonanza nd; or, Dread Don, of the Cool
Clan. By Ca t. Howard Holmes.

888 Silver Sam, he Detective; or The Rustlers of
gutsteACity. By Major Daniel Boone Dumont,

884 Injun Dick, Detective; or. Tracked from the
Rookies to New York. B Albert W. Aiken.

885 Wild Dick in the on of Leadville; or,
The Lone Hand. y Wm. H. Manning.

886 Hawk Heron, the Falcon Detective' or. The
gothgni Flats Mystery. By Jackson Knox, (Old

aw .

887 Dark Durg. the Ishmael of the Hills; or, The
Gold Phantom. By Joe. E. Badger. Jr.

The Giant Buccaneer; or, The Wrecker Witch
of Death Island. By Colonel P. Ingrahsm.

889 Colonel Doubleedfe. the Cattle aron's Pard'
or, The Marshal o Sandstone. By Major Daniel
Boone Dumont, U. S. A.

890 The Giant Cupid' or. Cibuta John's Great
Jubilee. By J. o. Cowdrick.

891 Kate Scott the Deco Detective; or, Joe Phe-
nix’s Still out. By W. Aiken.

892 The Lost Bonanza; or. The Boot of Silent
Hound. By Ca tain Howard Holmes.

898 The Convict ptain; or. The Battles of the
Buccaneers. By Colonel Prentiss l ham.

894 White Beaver. the Exile of ‘the me or. a
Wronged Man’s Red Trail. B Buflalo Blu.

895 Deadly Aim. the Duke of Deningers; or, 9. Fight
for Five one. By Joe. E. Bagfier Jr.

896 T e Piper Detective; or, The t Edge Gang.
313% Wm. R. Eyster.

897 e Wizard Brothers; 01', White Beaver’s Red
Trail. By Buffalo Bill.

898 Sleepless Eye, the Pacific Detective; or, Run-
ning Down a Double. By Geo. C. Jenks.
899 The New Monte Cristo; or. The Wandering Jew

of the Sea. By Colonel Prentiss In ham.
-400 Captain Coidgritp, the S rt Detecgiv’e; or, The
fie» York Spo ter in » iorado. By Captain
I in r.
derland. By Buffalo Bil . 
409 Snapshot Sam. the Pistol She et
at Angels' Flat. By Wm. R.
ger, Jr.
404 Silver e Bid; or. A Dais Blnfl.  Philip S.
Warns. '
405 Old Bald . the Brigadier of Buck Basin; or,

award Holmes.
401 The One-Arm Pard' or lRed Retribution
s .
408 The Nameless S rt' or, The Kilken Catsof
WayU . Bv Jog, E. Bed w '

; or, The
tor

Hunted own by a Woman. By William H.
Manning. \
406 Old Po Hicks, Showman: or, Lion Charley‘s

Luck. y Capt. F. Whittaker.

407 Captain Coldgrifi’s Name or, Injun Nick on
Deck. By Capt. oward olmes. ‘

406 Doc Gri . the Sporting Detective; or. the Ven-
detta of oath. By Albert W. Aiken.

409 Rob Roy Ranch' or, The' lmpslof the Pan Han-
dle. B, Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

410 Sarah rown, Detective; or, The Mystery of the
Pavilion. Bv K. F. Hill. ~

411 The White Crook; or Old Hark’s Fortress. By
Major Daniel Boone Dumont.

412 Larry Locke, the Man of Iron; or, AFight for
Fortune. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker '

418 Cs Coldzrip in NfiwlYork; 01-,

ea.

e. E Capt. . o m
414 Red Rena , the indian Detective; or. The Gold
Buzzards of Colorado. By Buflalo Bill. '

 

415 Hot Heart. the Detect ve ' or
Issuer’s Mission. ByWin‘. ‘ t , i

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m‘sed‘

416 Monte Jim. the Black Sheep of Bismarck. By
J os. E. Badger, Jr.

417 Tucson Tom. the Bowie Brave; or. the Fire
Trailers. By George St. George.

418 Sibyl, the Sea Siren; or, The Fugitive Privateer.
By Col. P. Ingraham.

419 The Bat of the Battery; or, Joe Phenix, King
of Detectives. By Albert W. Aiken.

420 The Old River Sport; or, A Man of Honor. By
Maj. Daniel Boone Duniont.

421 Father Ferret, the ’Frisco Shadow; or,The Queen
of Bowie Notch. By Ca Lain Howard Holmes.

422 Blue Grass Burt, the id Star Detective' or
ToDuty Bound, to Vengeance Sworn. By  C.
Cowdrick.

423 The Lone Hand; or The Recreants of the Red
River. By Albert  Aiken.

424 Hawk Heron’s Deputy: or, Nixey’s Nip. By
Jackson Knox. (Old Hawk.)

425 The Sea Sword; or, The Ocean Rivals. By Col.
P. lngraham.

426 The Gho§t Detective: or. The Spy of the Secret
Service. By Joseph E. Badger. r.

427 The Rivals of Montana Mills; or, Redgrave, the
Renegade. By Wm. H. Manning.

L28 'Illhe Flying Glim; or, The Island Lure. By Leon

ems.

429 Hair Trig er Tom of Red Bend; or, All \Wool
and a Ya Wide. By William R. Eyster.

430 The Fatal Frigate: or, Rivals in Love and War.
By Colonel Prentiss In raham.

431 California Kit, the A we 3 on Hand; or, The
Mountain Rivals. By Ph' ip S. Warne.

432 The Giant Horseman; or, Tracking the Red
Cross GanngBy George C. J enks.

433 Laughing : or Spread Eagle Sam‘s Dandy
Pard. By Joseph . Badger. Jr.

434 Lucifer Lynx,t e Wonder Detective; or. A Cool
Hand Among Hot Heads. By Capt. H. Holmes.

435 The ()nerAimed Buccaneer; or. he Havenless
Cruiser. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

436 Kentucky Jean, the Sport From Yellow Pine
By J. C. Cowdrick.

437 Deep Duke, the Silent Sharp; or. The Man of
Two Lives. By Wm. H. Manning

438 Oklahoma Nick; or,l Boomer olt‘s Surprise
Party. By Joseph E. Badger.J r.

439 Salamander Sam; or, The Swamp Island Rene-

ades. By Major D. B. Dumnnt.
440 he High Horse of the Pacific. By Albert W.

Aiken.

441 The California Sharp; or. The Trail of the Gold-

’ en Grandee. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

442 Wild West Walt the Mountain Veteran; or, The
Gunmakers of orld's End. By W. H. Manning.

443 A Cool Hand: or, Pistol Johnny‘s Picnic at Top
Notch. By Joseph E. Bad er. Jr.

444 The Magic Detective; or, '1 e Hidden Hand. By
Jackson Knox.

445 Journeyman John. the Chain ion; or, The Win-
ning Hand. By Capt. Fred. hittaker.

446 Ocean e. the Outcast Corsair; or. The Good
Ship of i-Omen. By Col. P. Ingraham.

447 Volcano, the ’Frisco Spy' or. The Secret of the
Secret Seven. By Capt. oward Holmes. .

448 Hark Kenton. the Traitor; or, The Hunted Life.
B Major D. Burr.

449 Brut! Burke, King of the Rockies; or, The Black
Stake Rivals. By Wm. H. Manning.

450 The Rustler Detective; or, The Bound Buck
from Buffalo Wallow. By J. E. Badger. r.

451 Griplock, the Rocket Detective; or, The Hul-
shaw Mystery; By Jackson Knox.

452 Rainbow Ro . the Tulip from Texas; or, The
Spot Saint’s Mission. By J. C. Cowdrick.

453 Captain Coldgrlp‘s Long Trail: or. The Rivals of
Silver Deck. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

454 The N ' ht Raider: or. The Mysterious Marauder.
By Ma or D. B. Dumont.

455 ank ellowbird, the Tall Hustler of the Hill;

('35, The Conspirators of Medicine Springs. By

in. H. Manning. . .
456 The Demon Steer; or, The Outlaws on the AH-
lene Cattle Trail. By Leon Lewis.
he Sea Insurgent; or, The Conspirator‘s Son.
By Col. Prentiss In raham.
458 Dutch Dan. the P' im from S itsenbeil'g; or,
The Rocky Racket at Rough Ro . By oseph
E. Bad er, Jr. /
459 Major nnshine. the Man of Three Lives; or, The
Waiting Waits at Git Thar. By Wm. R. Eyster.
460 Captain Coldgri . the City Detective; or, The
godlest Woman New York. By Capt. Howard
0 mes.
461 The Fresh on the Rio Grande: or, The Red Riders

of Ra (in. Albert W. Aiken.
462 The ircus tective; or, Griplock in a New
Role. By Jackson Knox.

468 Gold Gauntlet the Gulch Gladiator;‘ or. Yank
Yellowbird's Hot

_ Campaign. By Wm. H. Man-
ning.

464 Saudvcraw, the Man of Grit; or. The Riva-
Snort’s Revenge. By Mada)- D. B. Dumont.
465 The Actor Detective.  lbert W. Aiken. ' .
466 Old Rough and Read . t e Sage of Sundown; or,
Not for Life but for onor. ByJ. E. Badger, Jr.
467 Malnwaring the Salamander; or. The Detectivu’
Ordeal. By Jackson Knox.
4w Coldgri in Deadwood; or. The (3th
Double rail. BgeCaptain H. Holmes. ‘ ‘ ‘
469 The Lieutenant tective; or, The Fugitive Sail-
' or. By Col. P. I ham. -
470 The Duke of D ota; «or, Yank Yellowhlrd‘s
Fiery Gantlet. B Wm. H: Mannin .
471 The Heart of 0a Detective; or, figure hi!
Hand. By E. A. St. Mox.
472 six-Foot Si; or. The Man to “ Tie To." By P. a.

\ arne. .

473 Gilbert of Gotham, the Steel Detective; or.
Fighting the Powers of Air. By J. C. Cowdrifi.

474 Daddy Dead-Eye. the Despot of Dew-Drop- or,

" The same] from Deseret. Bv Jos. E. r.

475 Chin Chin. the Chinese Detective' or, The Dark
Work of the Black Hand. . ’w. Aiken.

476 Bob Brent. Buccaneer; or, he Rod Sea-Raider.
By Col. P. Ingraham.

477 Dead-Arm Brandt; or. The Long Vengeance.
By Jackson Knox.

478 Pinnacle Pete: or. The Fool From ‘Way Back.
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480 Hawks ar, the Man with a Secret; or, New
York ick’s Spirit Trail. By Captain Howard

‘ ‘ Holmes.

' i 481 The Silent Detectives; or, The Bogus Nephew.

’ By Leon Lewis.

482 Ocean Tramps; or. The Desperadoes of the Deep.
By Col. P. lngraham.

463 Flush Fred, the River Sharp; or, Hearts for
Stakes. By Ed.Wiliett.

484 Ca tain Ready, the Red Ransomer; or Nick
Per die’s Wild West Inheritance. By Leon Lewis.

; 485 Rowlock. the Harbor Detective; or The Terrible

T Twins. By Jackson Knox.

486 Kansas Kitten. the Northwest Detective; ,or,
Yank Yellowbird's Search-Brigade. By Wm. H.
Manning.

487 Sunshine Sam Chip of the Old Block; or, The
Silent Trail of the Silent Six. By Capt. Howard

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Holmes.
488 The Thoroughbred S rt; or, The Big Bracer's
Bequest. By Jos. E. dger. Jr.

489 The Pirate Hunter; or. The Ocean Rivals. By
Col. P. ingraham.

490 The LOne Hand in Texas; or, The Red-Gloved
Raiders of the Rio Grande. Bv A. W. Aiken.

491 Z! and Cutt. the Invincible Detectives; or,
A recious Set of Scoundrels. By E. A. St. Mox.

(92 Border Bullet. the Prairie Sharpshooter; or.
Yank Yellowbird‘s Black Hills Colony. By Wm.

v H. Manning.

i 493 The Scouts of the Sea; or, The Avenging Buc-

v cancer. By Col. P. Ingraham.

494 The Detective’s Spy; or, The Invisible Rook.

\ By Jackson Knox.

~ 495 Rattlepate Rob; or The Roundhead‘s Reprisal.

3; By Jos. E. Badger. r.

' ' 496 Richard Redflre. the Two Worlds Detective;

' or. To the Bitter End. By Capt. H. Holmes.

497 The Fresh in Texas; or, The Escobedo Millions.
By A. W. Aiken.

4% Central Pacific Paul, The Mail-Train S y; or,
Yank Yellowbird’s Iron Trail. By Will am H.
Manning.

499 Twilight Charlie, the Road Sport; or, Sulphur

__ ’ ' Sam‘s Double. By J. C. Cowdrick. '

‘2 500 The True Heart Pards; or, The Gentleman

‘ Vagabond. By Dr. N. Dunbar.

501 S ringsteel Steve, the Retired Detective; or,

 ' e Relentless Shadower. By Jackson Knox.

 ' 502 Bareback Buck,.' the Centaur of the Plains; or,

1‘ I The Trail of Six. By P. S Warne.

503 The Dude from Denver; or, The Game at Ground
Hog By Wm. R. Eyster.

504 Solemn Saul the Sad Man from San Saba; or,
The Big Shell~0ut. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

.505 Phil Fox. the Genteel Spotter; or the Private

' Seeretary's Oath. By Captain H. Holmes.

506 Uncle Honest, the Peacemaker of Hornet’s
Nest; or. Yank Yellowblrd versus the Leather

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, , Jackets. By Wm. H. Manning.
  , 507 The Drummer Detective; or, The Dead Straight
‘; i. If  Trail. By Geo. C. Jenks.

508 Topnotch Tim the Mad Parson: or. The Bad
- Men of the Basin. By Major D. B. Dumont. ‘
509 Old Faicon, the Thunderbolt Detective, or, The
Fateful Legacy. By Jackson Knox.

510 El Moro, the Corsair Commodore; or, The Lion
of the Lagoon. By Col. P. Ingraham.

511 Paint Pete. the Praire Patrol“ or, The Rival
Rancheros. By Maior S. S. Ha .

512 Ca tain Velvet‘s Bég Stake; or, The Gold Goths
of o Man's Groun . By Capt. H. Holmes.

518 Texas Tartar. the Man with Nine Lives; or,
Yank Yellowbird’s Best Yank. By W.H.Mannlng.

514 Gabe Gunn. the Grizzly from Ginseng- or,
Solemn Saul’s Seraph. By Jos E. Badger, r.

515 Short Stop Ma 6 the Diamond Field Detective;
or, Old Ealcon s'Master Game. By J. Knox.

516 Chatard, the Dead-Shot Duelist; or. The Fate-
ful Heritage. By Col; P. Ingraham.

517 Buflalo Bill’s First Tull; or. Will Cody, the
Pony ress Rider. By Ned Buntllne.

518 R0 al Richard the Thoroughbred: or Long
Pea Jenkins‘s Convoy. By John W. Gabon.

519 Old Riddles, the Rocky Ranger; or. The Reser-
vation Castaways. By J. C. Cowdrick.

y, 590 The Lone Hand on the Caddo; or, The Bad
Man of the Big Bayou. By A. W. Aiken.

on Paradise Sam, the Nor’West Pilot: or. Yank

. Yellowbird’l Great Diskivery. By w. H. Manning.

5” The Champion Three; or, Six-Foot Si‘s Clean
Sweep. By P. S. Warns.

ass Reynard or Red Jack; or, The Lost Detective.
By Captain H. Holmes.

524 The Sea Chaser; or, The Pirate Noble. B'y Col.
P. lngraham.

'5“ Fresh Frank, the Derringer Daisy; or, Millions
on the Turn. By Wm. R. Eyster.

w Death-Grip the Tender-toot Detective' or, A
Still Hunt or Old Secrecy. By Geo. C. enks.

587 Dandy Andy. the Diamond Detective; or, The
Twins 01! Tlptop. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr.

5% Huckleberz, the Foot-Hills Detective; or, The
Rival Ranc men. By Licut. A. K. Sims.

539 The Fresh in New York; or, The Vendetta of
Hate. By A. W. Aiken. i

no The Sava a of the Sea; ,or, The Avenging
Crubor. gCoLPJngraham. ’

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i566 The Dauntless Detective

531 Saddle-Chief Kit. the Prairie Centaur; or, The
Border Blacksniith’s Terrible Temptation. By
Wm. H. Manning.

532 Javert, the Independent Detective; or. Captain
Cinnabar in New York. By Capt. H. Holmes.

533 Oregon. the Sport with a Scar: or, The Best
Man of Brace Box. By Wm. R. Eyster.

534 Greenmountain Joe; or, The Counterfeiter’s
Cave. By Marmaduke Dcy.

535 Dandy Dutch, the Decorator from Dead-Lift; or,
Saul Sunday‘s Search for Glory. By J. E. Badger.

566 Old Falcon's Foe; or. The Matchless Detective‘s . ( i
i 590 Gentle Jack, the High Roller from Humbug: or, ‘ i
537 Blake. the Mountain Lion; or, The Fresh Against ‘ ' i

Swell Job. By Jackson Knox.
the Field. By Albert W. Aiken.
588 Rube Rocket, the Tent Detective;
Treacherous Two. By Geo. C. J enks.
539 Old Doubledark, the Wily Detective' or, The In-
visible Foe’s Masquerade. By Wm. . Manning.
540 The Fleet Scourge; ,or. The Sea Wing of Salem.
By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.
541 Ma'or M net, the Man of Nerve; or The Muck-
a- uckso Animas. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.
542 ghe 009%! IDrift; or, The Fight for Two Lives.

or, The

y A. F. o t.
548 The to Detective; or. Major Million‘s
Joust wit the Witch. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

544 The Back to Back Pards; or. The Right Man in
the Wrong Place. By Philip S. Warne.

545 Hustler Hangé the Cowboy S rt; or. Daring
Dan Shark’s neral Delivery. y W. G. Patten.

546 The Doomed Whaler; or, The Life Wreck. By
Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

547 The Buried Detective; or. Saul Sunday's Six
Sensations. By Jon. E. Badger, Jr.

548 Falconbridge, the S hinx Detective; or, The
Siren of the Baleful ye. By Jackson Knox.

549 Belshazzar Brick. the Bailiff of Blue Blazes; or,
Four Horse Frank’s Frolic at Bad Luck Bar.
By Wm. B. Eyster.

550 Silk Hand. the Mohave Ferret: or. The Marked
Man of Arizona. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

551 Garry Kean the Man with Back no; or, The
Gladiators of Jack‘s Delight. By . H. Manning.

552 Prince Primrose, the Flower of the Flock; or,
The Grand Camp at Paradise Gulch. By Lieut.
A. K. Sims.

553 Monte the Mutineer; or, The Branded Brig.
By Col. P. Ingraham.

551 Mad Shar .the Rustler; or, The Drummer De-
tective's B g Lay-out. By Geo. C Jenks.

555 Gri -Sack Sid. the Samfile Sport; or, the Rivals
of ock-about Range. y(oseph E. Badger. Jr.

556 Fresh. the S ort-Chevalier; or, A Big Racket at
Slide Out. y A. W Aiken.

557 The Mountain Graybeards: or, Old Riddle’s
Greatest Riddle. By J C. Cowdrick.

558 Hurrah Harry,the Hi hHorse from Halcyon; or.
High Old times at rd Pan. By W. R. Evster.

559 Danton, the Shadow Sharp; or. The Queen of the
Hidden Hands. By Capt. Howard holmes.

560 The Man from Mexico; or, The Idol of Last
Chance. By Col. P. lngraham.

561 The Thug King; or. The Falcon Detective's In
visible Foe. By Jackson Knox.

562 Lone Hand, the Shadow; or. The Master of the
Triangle Ranch. By Albert W. Aiken.

563 Wyomin
or, Old umility’s Hard
Wm. H. Manning.

564 The Grip-Sack Sharg; or, The Seraphs of Sodom.
By Jos. E. Badger. r.

565 Prlhce Paul. the Postman Detective; or. Crush- i 618 Kansas Karl, the Detective ginsgmh'l‘he Sphinx; 
. a .

ing a Serpent‘s Head. By J. C. Cowdrick.
Avenger. By Tom‘W. King

567 Captain Midni ht. the Man of Craft; or, The
Road-Knight’s lot. By P. S. Warne.

568 The Dude Detective or Phelin McGallagin's
Hard Luck Hustle. By I m. R. Eyster.

569 Captain Cobra, the Hooded vaatery; or The
Quickened Dead. By Captain oward Ho mes.

570 The Actress Detective; or, The Invisible Hand.

' By Albert W. Aiken.

571 Old Dismal the Range Detective: or. The Hid-
den Cabin oi Wind Canyon. By W. G. Patten.

m Jaunty Joe. the Jockey Detective. By Geo. C.
Jenka. I ‘

578 The Witch of Shasta; or, The Man of Check.
Ry Major Dan 1 Boone Dumont.

574 Old Falcon‘s Double. By Jackson Knox.

575 Steady Hand the Napoleon of Detectives.
By W lliam H aiming.

576 Silver-Tongued Bid or. The Gri -Sack Sharp's

can Sweep. By. oaeph E. gar. Jr.

577 Tom of California; or. the Actress Dotective‘a
Shadow Act. By Albert W. Aiken.

578 Seven Shot Steve, the Sport with a Smile. By
William R. Eyster.

579 Old Cormorant, the Bowery Shadow. By Capt.
Howard Holmes.

580 Shadowing a Shadow: or, The Pacific Slope
Detective’s Triple Trail. By J. C. Cowdrick.

581 The Outlawed Skipper; or. The Gantlet Runner.
By Col. P Ingraham.

583 Joram. the Detective Expert. By Jackson Knox.
583 Captain Adair. the Cattle King; or. A Red
Ransom.

 

By P. S. Wame.

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‘~ 607 Old Benzine. the “,Hard Case" Detective~ or.

 

Zeke, the HotsRur of Honeysuckle; ,
end to Travel. By 

; or, The Daughter

 

584 Fire Feather, the Buccaneer King. By Ned
Buntline.

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585 Dan Dixons Double; or. The Deadlock of Danger"

Divide. By Wm. H. Manning. . .
586 The Silver Shar Detective' or, The Big Rustic: 7 i
at XL Ranch. y Albert W. Aiken I 1‘
587 Conrad, the Sailor Spy; or. The True Hearts of
‘76. By Col. Prentiss ngraham. ,
588 Sandy Sands. the Sharp from Snap City' or, _
Hoist by His Own Petard. By Joseph E. Bad er. i
589 Prince Hal, the Battling Detective; or, Pat Lyon, ‘ 
the Master Locksmith By Charles Morris. ’ i i

The Dark Deal at Doubledeck. By W. R. Eyster.
591 Duke Daniels, the Society Detective or, Caging:
the Uncanny Birds. By J. C. Cowdrick. .
592 Captain Sid. the Shasta Ferret; or. the' Rivals of
Sunset. By Captain Howard Holmes. g
593 The Sea Rebel; or, The Red Rovers of the Revo- . ‘
lution. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.
594 Fire Face. the Silver King’s Foe; or, The Mys-
terious Highwayman. By Albert W. Aiken. '
595 Wellhorn, the Upper-Crust Detective: or, Play: .
ing for the Clialloner Millions. By Jackson Knox"!~ . .
596 Rustler Rube. the Round-Up Detective. By,” ,v 
William H. Manning.  "
597 Big Band , the Brigadier of Brimstone ButteJ'
By Josep E. Badger. Jr. t, _ g-
598 The Dominie Detective; or. The Deedham Sen? ‘ ?
sation. By J. C. Cowdrick. ' ‘ vi

1 599 The Dead Shot Nine: or, My Pards of the Plains. .

By Hon. Wm. F. Cody, (Buflalo Bill). ; y 
600 The Silver Ship; or. The Sea Scouts of ’76. By‘ 
Col. Prentiss Ingraham. ‘, .f’i- ,
601 Joe Phenix’s Shadow; or, The Great Detectivo’sg'  -
Mysterious Monitor. By Albert W. Aiken. 9;
602 Captain Nameless the Mountain M‘yyateia; or, The 
Blue Coats of the Big Horn. By m. .Patten. ' 
603 Desert Alf2 the Man With the Con ar; or. The

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Strange Pilgrimage of Gentle Jae . By Wm. . ‘
R. Eyster. f {I
604 The Detective in Rags; or, The Grim Sliadower. ,
By Dr. Noel Dunbar. " . t

. 605 The Shadow Silver Ship; or, The Red Rebel of

the Revolution.

606 The Dro
sation.

By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 
Detective; or. The Dreamthorpe Sen- ".1 _’
y Jackson Knox. .,; ..

  
  
 
   
 
 
 
  
   

Joe Bowers‘ Racket at Bicaree City. By Al rt
“7. Aiken. I .
608 Silent Sam, the Shadow SphinX' or, Following,
the Invisible Trail. By Capt. H. Holmes. v
609 The Texas Tramp; or, Solid Saul, the Yankeg
Hercules. By Capt. F. Whittaker. ,
610 The Red Flag Rover; or, White Wings of the»
ves. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. *‘
611 Alkali Abe the Game Chicken from Texas; or,
The Smas Up in “N0~World Kingdom.” By'
Wm. H. Mann ng. g I
612 Sheriff Stillwoodfithe Regulator of Ras be "
or, The "Suspeéta” from Frisco. By) 
Cowdrick. ,
618 Keen Bill , the Sport; or, The‘ Circus at Whine.
Gopher. y Albert W. Aiken. ‘ , '
614 The Showman Detective; or. The Mad Magician.
By Capt. F. Whittaker. ‘
615 The Three Buccaneers;
Nemesis By Colonel P
616 Magma, the Weird Detective.
Knox. f

o ,The OCean Outlaw‘sa . .
rentiss Ingraham. § 1,: . .
By Jack-only
617 The Grip-Sack Shot ’5 Even-u : or. The  
Racket at Solid City? By Joaegh E. Badger. ‘ -

of Leadville. By Lieut. A.

619 Kit Bandy & 00.. the Border Detectives. or, The!
Big Wipe Out at Hermit Dome. By 011 Coomes.

6%) Joe Phenix’s Silent Six; or The Great Detec--
tive’s Shadow GWd- By Albert W. Aiken.

621 The Red Privateer; or, The Midshipman Raver. ‘ fig X
By Ned Buntline. , I, 

on: The All Around Sports; or, The Keepers of the. ’33

Seals. By Wm. B. Eyater. / 

828 Dangerous Dave. the Never-Beaten Detective; Y ”
or. Fight with Foes from the Grave. By Wm.»

H. Manning.

694 The-Submarine Detective; or, The Water Shani. 7M  
By Ron  3.; w. ’ o

695 Red Wings; or. The Gold Seeker! of theBahamaM“

By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. > I

Nabob Sport Detective; or," g

t of the Copper Collin. 

  

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696 Duca's Dion. the
The Sealed Score
J. C. Cowdrick.

   
     

627 Mossback Mose, the Mountaineer or, he,Bald Qt ~
Hornet of the Ozark Hills. By Jgaeph E.  .2 .
Badger. Jr. f 

Ready October so.  

626 Joe Phenix's Combine: or, The mud, Compin— g; ' 
tor. By Albert W. Aiken.

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