~ "QoL @ ow oe STEALING A: STEAMER; iiter mons,” NEXT WEEK. MMI MAM) fp y MVM _— rg a Eee C KGW Wf & \ Soutt ae" \ SSS TN = aia \ WK. ; 1. a 5) ay . BN a oy e Uf ‘0 IES oe ot ‘ ROW D WR Z —— 24 7 BEST: STORIES pg eee eee oy “~ Ss MA AM. A 2 hs Entered According to Act of Congress, in the Year 1892, by Slreet & Smith, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. 0. Entered as Second-class Matter at the New York, N.Y., Post-Office, May 28, 1892. 31 Rose Street. Py On. Box Subseription Price, )per Year, Vol. 5. Srreet & Smirn, Pi New York, May 28, 1892. aia Wii! Opin ee COPE, eee "No. 108, By GCGAPT. TE. C. CARLETON. mm — (Ti GOLD THIEVES Was commenced last week] | roared vehemently ; now he only groaned, eine grunted, and puffed. : CHAPTER IV. , Aapieel presently heard the monster’s A FIGHT WITH THE SIOUX. “T’ve licked ’em both. Heavens! how Boe tired lam. There’s not a breath left in 1 (9 APHAEL ARMITAGE could not|my body, and scarcely a drop of blood - see the conflict between the giant, | either, Tm afraid. What awful claws ‘°;\ the bear, and the serpent; but he|that creature had. Oh! I’m sick as ; we knew from the outcry, the noise, | death. Where is my torch? Ah! here a : 2S Z ==| «and the demonstrations that it was a des- | it is. Tactye I'l] postnenc besteing that ei ys Le ip ties iy de 1 : ‘ Ro aes eS inte Scot te erate combat. |spy’s hair—the young villain. I'll let ‘NETTE NAD NOTED HER COMPANION'S MISHAP. AND SLIPPING UP BEHIND ! Gradually the sounds of the strife|him starve. Ha! eons etek she THE SIOUX, KNOCKED HIM SENSELESS WITH A BLOW FROM HER RIFLE, waxed fainter, At first the monster had! The giant lighted his torch, and as its 1714 GOOD NEWS. flickering glare filled the narrow passage- way, Raphael ventured to peep out of the niche and survey the scene. He saw the serpent, a long, loathesome reptile, ‘ying on the floor half cut to pieces. ‘fhe bear laid in a pool of blood near by. The giant was bent nearly double, and was smirched with blood from head tofoot. Half his garments had been stripped from him by the claws of the bear. After gazing a moment at his dead adversaries, the giant turned about, and half crept, half walked away. It was plain to be seen that the monster had received terribly rough usuage in his fight in the dark. ‘When our hero beheld the giant mov- ing off, he slipped out of the niche as quietly as possible, and. followed the monster at a respectful distance. “If there’s a way out of this den of death, 1 reckon the giant knows it, and the surest plan for me to pursue is to follow him,” said the youth to himself. “T can learn something, I’m sure.” The monster’s rogress was slow indeed, He often halted to rest, and frequently he would groan in an agonized manner, as if he was suffering the great- est pain. “You are getting your pay now, you old reprobate, for what you have done ta me,” chuckled our hero. “Serves you right. I hope you’ll last just long enough to show me the way out; after that you may drop dead quicker than a flash, and not a tear will I shed over you.” After many a turn and twist, the giant halted at a wall in which there was a rude wooden door, which, after some difficulty, he succeeded in opening. The effort, however, seemed to have exhausted him, for he fell forward in the door-way and laid like one dead, his torch expiring as he fell. ‘There was a rustle of ie and a light figure hastened to the giant’s aid. Zapbael, standing afew yards behind the prostrate monster, recognized Min- ette, in the light that streamed through the door-way. “Why, father, what has happened?” asked the maiden, quickly. “You are badly wounded. And your limbs are swollen.” . “Some water, girl!” cried the giant, huskily. “I am wounded to death. That foul serpent’s fangs have filled me with poison. Oh! I smell its vjle breath even now. Fresh air, child! Here, stand aside and let me out!” Having swallowed a gourd of water, the monster staggered to his feet, passed through what seemed to be a room built against the wall of rock, and disappeared beyond through an opening. Minette, naving refilled the gourd, hastened after. “Ah! I am out of that den, anyhow,” said Raphael, slipping through the door and entering the outer aparument, which the others had just left. “So. Here are very comfortable quarters. Two nice little rooms, and some rude furniture, and two couches of skins, and, by Jingo! .there’s my rifle and equipments. Oh! no, mister giant, you don’t get me back into that den again. By hokey! there’ll be a fight first——” The lad stopped abruptly. for he saw Minette, who had re-entered the apart- ment, standing before him. “Mercy! you are safe, then?” exclaimed the girl, hurriedly. “I am so glad.” “But you didn’t help me,” retorted. Raphael. he maiden flushed a little. “Do not reprove me. The time had not yet come,” she said, in a soft, musical voice. When our hero heard her words, and when he saw her beautiful hazel eyes resting upon him, all his resentment van- ished in a moment, and he answered : “Forgive my rude speech, but I have been so harshly treated that I forgot my manners.” “You are getting your weapons,” she said, as Raphael picked up his rifle. “What are you going to do, sir?” “Leave this awful place as quick as I can,” answered our hero. “My life is not safe here.” “Think you I would harm you?” “You!” and Raphael smiled at the thought. “No, lovely girl, I do not mis- trust you. I would put my life in your hands without a fear, but your father—if that monster can be your father—will kill me, if I do not escape.” “No, he will not harm you. Alas! he is dying—dying out there on the plateau. His tiurts are mortal.” “Tt was an awful fight that he had. A serpent and a bear. Oh! 1 tell you it was horrible.” And our hero shivered at the bare recollection of it. “You will not leave me—not just now, will you?” asked Minette, “Won’t you help me with father? There are Sioux in the valley.” my eat father’s life this morning in a dreadful fight with the redskins. See how he rewarded me. I would not lift a finger to save him for his own sake, but for your'sake I will do any- thing. Sioux in the valley, eh? And your father dying? I’d be a brute to desert you, wouldn’t I, Minette? May I eall you by that name? My name is Raphael. We will be friends, will we not?” Our hero extended hishand as he spoke. ee maiden took it cordially in both of ers. “Yes, Raphael, we will be friends, and good ones, too,” said she, her great hazel eyes beaming bewitchingly upon the young hunter. “Wewill always like one another. Now, help me with father.” Raphael rested his rifle against the wall, and without a word accompanied Minette outside. He saw that the giant had partially fallen again, The monster now sat upon the ground with his back against the side of the rude cabin, glaring wildly about, evidently still in great pain. “Ho, spy! are you there?” he snarled, savagely, the moment his eyes rested on the youth. “Yes, father, Mr. Raphael is going to help me take care of you,” said Minette. “Oh, oh! you two have joined hands, eh?” roared the giant. “I'll braid your hair together and scalp you both—— Ah! what did I see?” and the giant, forget- ting the presence of the others, Téanéd forward and gazed intently down the ascent which led to the plateau whereon the cabin stood. There ‘was a_ narrow. plateau, had been reared the rude cabin, Behind the cabin rosea bluff, which partially overhung the plateau. The shelf ended in a sheer precipice, the bottom of which was a hundred feet -below. The ascent to the spot—which the giant quaintly styled the “Raven’s, Nest’—was by a winding’*path from the valley below. Along this path something was mov- ing. The giant’s eyes had detected the motion, and as he strained forward he muttered: “They are Girl, my rifle!” Minette sprang within to bring the weapon. When the giant had received the rifle, he seemed to recover his serenity some- what. He actually smiled grimly as he patted the weapon, and looked at the priming. “So! the Sioux have discovered Raven’s Nest at last,” he muttered, in a low tone, “Been hers for years and never in all that time has a redskin’s foot pressed that narrow path before. And the vil- lains are coming to their death now. Ha, ha, ha! coming to their death—as every one comes who dares to inyade the_her- mit’s home. I am near my end. I feel the poison that lurks in my veins, but my work is not yet done. More victims —more blood—more vengeance !” Suddenly the giant ceased speaking, and as he dia so, he threw his ponderous rifle forward, ran his eye along the sights, and fired. ‘he bluff and valley echoed and re- echoed the report. A screech was heard far below. “Ha, ha! there's another Sioux less,’ growled the giant. “I wish I had his scalp.” Then turning abruptly to Ra- phael he said, “ You stay to help me, eh?” “Yes,” “Then take my knife, crawl down there, and raise that Sioux’s scalp and bring it hither.” 2 “T never scalped a man. [ cannot do aed a thing, sir,” replied Raphael, rmily. “Ha, ha! faint-hearted, eh? Your blood is thin as water. See me do it.” The giant staggered to his feet, and then keaned upon his rifle to gather strength. “Oh, father, see!” cried Minette, ex- citedly, “the Sioux are coming swiftly up the path.” “And my gun not loaded! Ha, Minette give me yours, while you reload mine.” The exchange was quickly made. Ra- phael darted within to get his weapon, determined to sell his life dearly. The Sioux cameup the ascent rapidly. There were seven or eight of them visible —doubtless there were others lurking near. “Come inside the cabin, father,” cried Minette. “Ay,” added Raphael, “we can _ barri- On it Sioux — coming hither! o cade the door and better drive the wretches away,” “Stay in there,” roared the giant. “I will come by and by, but not till I have throttled Sitting Bull with my own hands. Ha, ha! they come.” Six of the Sioux now swarmed upon the plateau, sturdy, athletic fellows. Raphael leveled his rifle and thrusting it out of the door-way, pulled trigger, and heq the satisfaction of seeing a warrior all. Crack! went Minette’s rifle in the se, hands, and its execution was atal, Four warriors, not intimidated by the death of their comrades, rushed simul- taneously upon the giant, who rushed to meet them with alacrity. “Ha, ha!” he roared. “Four more scalps!” and then the melee began. s The giant had overrated his strength. He was no longer the tremendous athlete he had been. © The terrible wounds whicb the bear had inflicted upon him, and the consequent loss of blood, had greatly weakened him, : Moreover, his system was enfeebled by the poison which the serpent had injected into his veins, and so he found. that he was no longer a match for four redskin warriors. The giant was borne to the ground by his enemies, who attacked him like hungry wolves. Thrice the monster staggered to his feet, and. actually threw his adversaries off, but quick as a flash they flew upon him again, assailing him with more ferocity than before. Raphael was reloading with all haste, though he would not venture to fire for fear of injuring him whom he would aid. The whoops of the redskins, who already anticipated a triumph, were mingled with the hoarse cries and ejaculations of the giant, who was game to the backbone. The din fillea the air, and made a fright- ful noise. Impressed with the idea that his ene- mies had the advantage of him, the giant, like Sampson of old, determined to destroy himself and them also. Collecting all his powers, frenzied with rage, and mad with poison, the giant suddenly rose in his might, threw his enormous arms about the Sioux, and with a stentorian yell bore them all to the edge of the precipice. The Sioux recognized the danger, and caught wildly-at the foe, clutching him by the throat as if to strangle him® on the spot. In vain. The giant was _ irresistible. Forward he rushed, head bowed down, his great, hard muscles strained like whipcords, his white teeth clenched, bearing the four redskins and himself to their death. j A cry of horror escaped from Minette as she recognized the intention of her father, and she would have hastened from the cabin, had not Raphael re- strained her by force. The five combatants totter an instant on the brink. Then, with an appalling shriek from the doomed savages, and a yell of triumph from the giant, the group, white and red, go whirling down the abyss! . CHAPTER V. EVADING THE ENEMY. ITH a low cry Minette sank WYNY> upon the cabin floor, and closed her eyes, moaning piteously the ' ROM their retreat in the bushes, ' Raphael and Minette anxiousry watched for the arrival of the red- skin warriors. - They did not have to wait long, for presently seven phantom-like outlines came up over the edge of the plateau, and halted in front of the illuminated cabin. Minette almost held her breath with anxiety, while Raphael eyed the redskins like a lynx. One of the warriors approached the window in a stealthy manner, peeped in, shook his head, and coming back, reported to his companions. Several grunts of approval and surprise were uttered by the party, which boldly approached the cabin, while one of their number, putting his moccasined foot heavily against the door, flung it wide open. In a second the seven disappeared with- in the apartment, one of the party linger- ing, however, near the door on the inside. “Now, Minette, is our time,” whis- —— the young hunter. “We can slip y the cabin and get down the path.” The maiden rose up, placed her hand confidently in that of her protector, and glided along by his side. As the two reached the corner of the cabin, Raphael caught a glimpse through the window of what was going on inside the hut. He saw the redskine with a lighted torch entering the gloomy cay- ern. Ina moment more they had dis- appeared within the arched door-way. ‘he open door, the Reyeance of haste, the general confusion which Raphael had created had suggested to the Sioux that the inmates of the cabin had fled into the cavern for shelter, forgetting in their haste and terror to close the door after them. With gleeful grunts the redskins had caught up torches, which had been pur- posely left lying in full view, lighted them, and plunged into the dark recess in pursuit of the fugitives, “See,” said Raphael, “my strategem has succeeded beyond expectations. I have but to slip in, bar the door, and then we can walk off at our leisure.” “Oh, be careful,” said Minette. “Do| ph not risk anything. We can escape wich- out that.” “Doubtless we might, but the villains will soon discover that we are not in the vault, and then they will pursue us. No, I will shut them in,” and Raphael walked boldly into the cabin. Quick as thought ‘the young hunter closed the stout oaken door in the arched door-way. Then he put up a large cross- bar which had been provided to secure it. Then, with a hearty laugh, he whirled about to rejoin Minette. Ah! what is this? The redskin who had lingered behind his fellows, and who had been foraging in :linette’s apartment, having heard the bang of the door, stepped out just in time to confront our hero. The two stood squarely face to face! Raphael was astonished, but not terri- fled. He was too brave a lad to yield to any sudden emotion of fear. And yet his condition was an anxious one, for he had left his rifle with Minette on the outside. “Wagh! Pale-face, surrender,” said the warrior, a sturdy fellow, who carried a heavy war-club in one hand, and a knife in his belt. He had been rummaging Minette’s room, and held a small looking-glass in his left hand. It was evident that the Sioux was an inquisitive fellow, who wanted to see himself as others saw him. Raphael made a friendly gesture in response to the brave’s demand, but watched a chance to slip by the rascal. The Sioux was a humorous chap, for he grinned and pointed to the fastened door as much as to say, “You have played a cunning trick on my compan- ions.” ; Suddenly the warrior uttered a sharp grunt, reeled forward, and fell senseless upon his face, the mirror flying across the room. Minette’s rifle-barrel had produced the mischief. She had noted her companion’s mishap, had slipped up behind the Sioux, and knocked him senseless with a blow from her rifle. “Thanks, brave girl!” exclaimed the youth, leaping forward and catching her hands. oon are worth your weight in gold. You smashed the rascal’s skull and ruined your mirror at one blow. Hum! I think we can afford to go now.” “T didn’t think I should ever knock a man down like that,” said the maiden, with an air of restraint, “but I was so afraid the wretch would hurt you.” Raphael cast a glance at the prostrate Sioux. “Tt will be a long while before he gets over that headache. If he ever comes to it will be the medicine man he will seek instead of us. We can go now in safety. Golly! don’t I wish those other chaps a good time in there with snakes and bears. Ha, ha! they’ll go ramping round pretty soon like forty bulls in a china shop, But we won’t wait to hear the music.” Raphael and Minette now went leis urely down the slope, feeling compara- tively free from apprehension. No obstacle was encountered on the winding path, and in due time they reached the valley below. But here something happened to alarm them. The sound of horses’ hoofs was heard. “More Sioux, I expect,” muttered Ra- phael, as he and the maiden crouched under some bushes so as to escape obser- vation. The pounding noise continued, but it came no nearer. Indeed Raphael was presently satisfied that it was stationary. “Remain here, Minette, for five min- utes,” said the lad, ‘‘and I will see what it means,” and with that he crept away through the bushes. The five minutes were spun out to fifteen, and the hunter did not come back. Minette grew uneasy and anxious, After a little while she saw a dusky form App eaen ine her. It was not up- right, but it was crawling on all fours. However, she knew it was that of a man. Could it be Raphael? She thought not. Nearer it came, straight toward her. She grew fearfully nervous. Her eyes seemed riveted on the person. Ah! she can see his braided top-knot. It is a Sioux warrior. Scarcely knowing what she did, and without the slightest deliberation or thought of the consequences, Minette leveled her rifle and fired. A groan, and the warrior fell upon his face. Evidently the bullet had proven fatal. A whoop came right on the heels of the shot, and the maiden, now thor- oughly frightened, turned and ran at random through the bushes along the base of the hills. “Was she pursued? Yes, the heavy Pr of feet right on her trail was heard. Then came a_noise that far exceeded anything she had yet heard. It was the rush of a pack of horses, snorting, pranc- ing, neighing, and crushing through the ushes, She caught a glimpse of the herd as they went tearing down the valley like mad. They seemed to be saddled and bridled, but not one carried a rider. What did it mean? She listened to hear the tramp of her pursuer. At first she thought it heard nothing but the distant galloping of the horses; but presently the snapping of a stick near by warned her that an enemy was lurking about. What should she do? Her lips were parted to call for Ra- pa but her prudence checked the cry. e might not hear her voice; besides the Sioux would know then exactly where to look for her. While waiting and undecided the maiden had employed the time in reload- ing her rifle, a weapon which she handled with great ease and efficiency. “T must strike out for myself,” she said in a whisper. “Raphael has met with some mishap, I am sure, for he would not Heaven defend me now. With that Minette turned about and walked stealthily along the foot of the bluff, keeping as much as possible under the darker shadow which. it cast. She trembled at the rustle of each leaf, and her imagination poe a horrid red- skin in every bush and shrub, And thus a prey to fear she wandered on. intentionally desert me. ” (TO BE CONTINUED.) a OO BULLY BRIGHT, Scena BY ORLANDO. Sg ad HE ship Golconda lay becalmed in ; the South Atlantic. Not a breath of wind was stirring, and the sails were flapping idly against the masts, with every roll and plunge of the sbip. Our skipper, Bully Bright (so called for. his bull-dog propensities), was in no enviable humor, for he expected to have been snugly anchored in Montevideo before this time; but adverse winds and sultry calms had overthrown his’ calcu- lations, and now we expected nothing but cross words for the remainder of the voyage. Beside, we had on board a greenhorn, that had been shipped as an able seaman; or, in sailor phrase, he had been “shang- haied,” which was a common occurrence in those days. I have been on voyages where we had not more than three men that could “take their trick” at the wheel, and in such cases the poor, unfortunate lands- men were banged about most unmerci- fully. Captain Bright came on deck, looking as sour and glum as a vinegar barrel; glancing around the ship and aloft he espied, dangling from the main royal yard arm, asmall piece of rope yarn, which some careless sailor, who had been serving the lift, had left hanging there. Instantly his face was distorted by a savage frown, and striding forward, he | demanded where that blasted galute was, meaning our green hand. The man_ stepped forth from the fore- castle, for it was his watch below, and tremblingly answered: - “Here, sir!” “Come here, blast you! I want to use you. Do you see that Irish pennant floating so gracefully from the main royal yard-arm?” “No, sir, I do not,” answered the man, tremblingly, for he did not understand what the captain meant. “Ye don’t, don’t ye?” said Bright, angrily grasping the man’s_ shoulder, and shaking him roughly. “Don’t you see that string, ye lubber?” he said, pointing to the rope yarn. “Well, I want you to jump up there and remove it. Do ye hear? Come, bear a hand, you blasted shore-going, soft-tack eating son of a sea-cook !” the saa added, seeing that the man hesitated. “I can’t, sir. I could never get up there!” said the man, with real terror depicted in his countenance. “Ye can’t, can’t ye? All right! I will make an example of you, you sojering thief, you. Off with the main hatch, men, and down ye go among _ the*cargo, and see how you will relish the company of rats.” Some two or three sailors stripped off the tarpaulin, and lifted the hatch, and Captain Bright dragged the poor fellow forward and thrust him down. “On with the hatch again and bolten it down closely, for there is a storm a brewing,” said the captain, scanning the horizon. “Clew up the royals and top- gallant sails, never mind furling them, we will not have time. If we save the sticks I will be satisfied. Stand by the topsail-halyards and be ready to let go by the run. Clew up the foresail, and . lively about it. One more of you jump to the wheel and prepare to seud.” There was indeed a storm brewing, and a snorter. The northwestern horizon was streaked with a bluish green color, and a low bank of clouds that seemed to rise up out of the sea, began to darken the horizon in that direction, and I could distinctly hear that low rumbling sound that ever precedes a heavy storm. The air, which all along had been sul- try and oppressive, now became cool; ever and anon afew drops of rain de- scended. We had not long to wait for the tempest; on it came in mad fury, a heavy bank of foam_in advance sending spray over our decks before a breath of wind had reached us. It struck us on the weather quarter, keeled us over till the lee rail ee under, till the lower yard-arms touched the waves, and then she slowly righted with a mighty effort, throwing tons of water from her decks. We were saved. She obeyed her helm slowly, but surely. The vessel! now pre- sented such a scene of confusion that I can but poorly describe it. Every sail was rent to shreds, and they all dangled like so many pennants from their bolt ropes. The life-boat, which had been lashed across the forecastle, was carried away. The carpenter’s tool-chest was rolling in the lee scuppers, and coils of rope, water-casks, capstain bars, and cook’s stove-pipe were mingled together in one heterogeneous mass, and now we were scudding under bare poles. But the gale abated as suddenly as it had come, and in half an hour it had lulled down into a gentle breeze. New sails were bent, and the ship put on her course again, and order resumed its reign. ° I was engaged in coiling up the main topsail-halyards when Captain Bright sang out: “Avast there, Orlando, I have some other employment for you. Take off the main hatch and rouse out that skulker; perhaps he can coil a rope, and while you are down there see if the cargo has shifted any. It seems to me she keels over to leeward more than she ought to.” Taking off the hatch I descended into the main hold, and called Sam Long. Receiving no response to my repeated summons, and thinking perhaps the poor fellow had fallen asleep Goeeeacaeee among the barrels and boxes, I clam- bered over -to the lee side and called again. Still receiving no answer, I was about to return to the weather side and search. In turning I happened’ to glance a few feet to the right of where I stood, and there a little forward of the main hatch I beheld a sight that started the sweat in great beads all over me. There wedged in between two _ barrels of molasses, with his eye-balls starting from their sockets and be brains spat- tered over the place, was poor Sam, lit- erally crushed to death. It was as I surmised; the cargo had shifted, and caught his head between the two barrels and crushed it to a jelly. turned away faint and sick, and could hardly craw] to the deck. When I had informed the officers and men of what I had seen, two or three men were sent down to extricate the unfortunate vic- tim. They had to remove several boxes and barrels before they could bring him forth, so tight was he wedged in. We sewed him up in his hammock, and tying a piece of pig iron to it, Jaunched him into the dark waters. Captain Bright went stark raving mad when he gazed upon that ghastly up- turned face, and had to be confined to the cabin. The first mate took charge of the ship, and the next day we sailed into the harbor of Montevideo. As we were clearing the cable to drop anchor, Bright came rushing from the cabin with froth foaming from his mouth and blazing eyes. “Take him away! take him away!” he cried, “he is follow- ing me;” and before one of the men could recover themselves sufficiently to put forth a hand to stop him, he plunged over the bow, and with a fearful shriek disappeared beneath the waters. His body was never found. Sharks were so plentiful it was supposed that he was soon devoured by them. Our first mate, a humane man, assumed command, and as a just retribution had overtaken Bully Bright we were all satisfied. em A CURIOUS CHINESE LEGEND. When the bell-tower of Pekin was built, the Emperor Yung-lo, of the Ming dynasty, ordered a great mandarin, named Kuan-yu, to cast a_ bell big enough for such a noble edifice. Time after time Kuan-yu and the expert work- men in the country tried to cast a bell, and failed; the casting was always honey-combed, and the emperor said that if there was one more failure, Kuan-yu’s head should pay the forfeit for it. Now, Kuan-yu had a daughter, a beau- tiful girl of sixteen, named Ko-ai; she went toa certain astrologer, and asked the cause of her father’s failure. Some demon, she was informed, required the blood of a maiden to be mixed with the metal, and unless this was done, the next casting would fail, like the previous ones. Ko-ai got permission from her father to be present. at the casting; and amid the dead silence which prevailed when the taps were drawn, and the molten stream poured down into the mould, a shriek was heard, and crying out, “For my father!” Ko-ai threw herself into the seething metal, One of the workmen tried to seize her, but succeeded in getting hold only of a shoe. The father was taken home a raving madman, but the bell was perfect in make and tone, and when struck, its sonorous boom js to this day followed by a low, wailing sound, like the cry of a woman in agony, and when people hear it they say: “There’s Ko-ai calling for her shoe!” LV-LS GoonpD NEWS. A NARROW ESCAPE. nt BY EMERSON BENNETT. as : I. was. making a devious course through Kansas, visiting | various towns and localities on business. Sometimes I had pleasant rides, good | lodgings, and good fare at night, and sometimes I found all things pretty rough. With the philosophy of a trav- eler, who does not expect to carry his home with him, I always tried to make the best of everything, and to be as re- signed and contented as*possible. One day my route lay through a stretch of country that seemed to me unusually gloomy and dismal. The settlers were far apart, and their dwellings were mostly log-cabins of the poorer class, and whenever I did see a human being, it was not of that order to excite sympathy and invite confidence. The day, too, was dull and lowery, and my spirits became very much depressed. I: was going over this route, too, for the first time, and distances I discovered did not agree with statements. What was men- tioned to me as a matter of four or five miles, seemed to my fancy to stretch into ten when I came to travel it. As if to make bad worse, the clouds settled lower, and it gradually grew darker, threatening rain. I now felt anxious to find a comfort- able stopping-place for the night, and I pushed on my horse for the next village, which I expected to-reach in something like an hour. I did not reach it at all, for the simple reason that I had missed my way and entered upon a by-road that took me in quite a different direction. After pursuing my course till I had become discouraged, | met a young man, with a gun on his shoulder, the first human being I had seen for more than an hour.. “My friend,” said I, “I am really glad to see you,” He stopped, and looked up at me in a kind of scowling, suspicious, sullen sort of a way—though at the time I was too delighted to meet one of my kind to give it a serious thought—for many persons, living back in the country and seeing | little of their fellows, are very apt to| become boorish and uncivil to strangers. “Will you be kind enough to tell me how much farther I shall have to go to reach Saverville?” I asked. “If you keep on in this direction, stranger, you'll never reach it!” he growled out. “What! have I missed my way?” I exclaimed. “As I don’t know your way, I can’t tell,” he answered. “Does this road lead to Saverville?” “T’ve just told you it didn’t!” “Then I have completely lost myself,” I unguardedly rejoined. I remembered afterward that a peculiar gleam shot from his sinister-looking eyes as I made this admission, but just then my thoughts were too busy with my disagreeable situ- ation and disappointment to give the fact any consideration. , “Pray, tell me how far Saverville is from here, and how Iam to get to it?” I anxiously said. “Well, Saverville’s more’n ten miles from here, and I don’t know how’ you’re to get to it,” was the gruff reply. “Ah! what on earth shall I do?” I rejoined, in a despondent tone. “It is dark, it threatens rain, night is coming on, andIam too bewildered now, after losing my way, to trust myself to find it without a guide. Will you act as my guide if I pay you well for it?” He looked at me from head to foot, looked at my horse, which was a very fine animal, and seemed to take every- thing into consideration before making any answer. 5 “T hain’t got no horse here, your’n’s too tired to carry two, and I ain’t in the mood to tramp that distance afoot.” “Then you shall ride and I will walk,” said I, pleadingly. At this he gave a sort of ironical laugh, and sneeringly replied : “You’re a poor cake to trust a stranger with your beast that way.” “I would not trust a rogue, of course,” I quickly rejoined, beginning to feel for the first time as if I was now more or less in this fellow’s power. “I only pro- posed to trust you.” : “Well, I can’t go,” he gruffly answered. “Then be kind enough to point out the way to me.” “Well, ride on straight ahead till you come to a cross-road, and then take the one to your: left.” “How far to a village or tavern in this direction?” “There’s a tavern at the cross-roads, and if you want good lodgings you’d better stop there,” he answered. This assurance of his did not put me at my ease, for somehow I had become sus- picious of the fellow, and I was really afraid to ride off and leave him behind, for fear he might shoot me in the back. Thad two good revolvers with me, one of which I always carried ‘in my bosom, startling emergency, and this, under pretense of leaning over to fix the saddle- flap, I now managed to draw without being perceived, secrete the butt up my sleeve, and cover the barrel and muzzle with my hand, in which position I could throw it forward and use it at amoment’s warning. I may add, in explanation, that I had often practiced this maneuver, and that Iwasa marksman of the first order. It is curious to note the difference which certain conditions make in one’s feelings in regard ‘to danger. A man who will go boldly through a bad locality without a cent in his purse and have no fear of being assailed by robbers, will if he have a large sum of money upon his person tremble like a coward at his own shadow. And yet he is as likely to be assaulted in one case as the other, for eee the robber know he is penni- ess The whole matter of courage or coward- ice lies in his own consciousness of whether he has anything to lose or not. So it is witha man being defenseless or armed. Defenseless he may quake at a threat; armed, he may be as bold as a lion. So it was in my case. From the mo- ment I got the. revolver into my hand, where I could instantly command it, I no longer feared a shot in the back, and thanking the surly fellow for the meager advice he had given me, I put spurs to my horse and rode away. glanced back occasionally and saw him looking after me; and once I fancied he made a motion as if intending to level his gun at me; but he did not, or Tf should, without a moment’s hesitation, have sent a bullet straight for his head. It was not with very comfortable feel- ings, as_may readily be believed, that I now pushed forward, looking eagerly for the cross-roads; and being in some doubt if the fellow had told me the truth. In this case he had, for in less than half an hour I reached them, and found a decent-looking tavern standing a little back in one angle. Should I stop here, or take the left hand road and ride on? To a weary tray- eler, uncertain of his whereabouts, a stranger in the country, with night fast coming on, and a thin, misty rain already setting in, the house looked inviting, the only thing I had against it being the fact that it had been recommended by my surly informant. But, then, he had told me the truth about the cross-roads, and might it not also be true that I should here find good accommodations and pass an agreeable night. While debating the question with my- self, I noticed that there appeared to be a comfortable barn, stable, and yard just beyond, where my weary and hungry horse might be comfortably provided for; and this, and the fact that I ob- served a couple of rather good-looking young women eying me from the porch, decided me to make a halt. As I rode up to the door and dis- mounted, one of the women spoke to some one within; and presently an old- ish, hard-favored man appeared, offering a friendly salutation. a years ago, mounted ona good!that it might be quickly seized in a ~ horse, “How far is it to Saverville from here?” I inquired. “’Bout ten miles, I reckon,” replied the man, with a not over agreeable look. “Too far for me to ride to-night, pro- vided I can be accommodated here,” said I. “Give you the best we’s got, stranger— can’t do no more!” responded the host. “You have good feed for my horse—hay and grain, eh?” ae “Then I will put up here for the night,” T concluded. “All right,” returned the man, with a smile, which he no doubt intended for something very agreeable, but which did not charm_ me, nevertheless. “Walk right in and make yourself at home, and rill put up your hoss,” “J will go with you,” said I, “for I always make it a rule to look after my beast myself.” So we went to the stable together, and the old man made himself so very pleas- ant, that by the time we were ready to return to the house, the first disagree- able impression was nearly obliterated. He spoke about the country, the crops, the- weather, and sympathized with me about missing my way, saying I was not the first that had done it; and that although more than once he had been benefited by it, yet he had seriously thought of going to the trouble and ex- pense of having some kind of a guide board put up at the spot where: strangers were apt to turn off. Just as_I was leaving the stable I caught sight of a man skulking into the tavern. Unless my eyes deceived me it was the same_ suspicious fellow with whom I had had the colloquy. If so, and he were interested in having me remain over night, it might mean something evil. At all events there could be no harm in my being on my guard. When I-entered the tavern with my host I found myself in an apartment about fifteen feet square, with a table set with dishes, and a kind of bar in ‘one corner, as if it were used both for a dining-room and bar-room., Only one of the females were present and_ she, at a first glance, seemed quite good-looking. I say at a first glance, because on a closer inspection certain cold, hard, wicked lines were revealed, which, united with a certain bold, or brazen air, destroyed all that refined delicacy which constitutes one of the greatest. charms of woman, and without which the most comely-shaped features are only animal or brute beauty. “What’s your name, stranger?” asked the host, as I came into the presence of the young woman, “George Redfield, at your service,” I answered. “Well, this here’s my darter Kate—as good a gal, though I say it, as goes unhung to-day,” was the informal intro- duction of my host. “Kate, this Mr,—a ne Bh, “Redfield,” “This Mr. Redfield’s a-going to squat the night here, and I want you to make him feel at home.” “T’ll do my best, father,” laughed Kate. The father disappeared through a door into another apartment, and Kate, while she busied herself in setting the table (plates being laid for five), went on talk- ing tome as easily and familiarly as if she had known me all her life. After asking me to try some spirits, which I declined, she said, laughingly: “IT hope you’re not married, Mr. Red- field?” “Why?” “Oh, because,” and she gave me a very peculiar look, “Now, are you?” I shook my head. ; “Oh, I’m so glad, for now I can talk to you without fearing to some day have a jealous wife in my hair.” this moment the other young woman, and an oldish, vixenish-looking woman appeared, both bringing in dishes of food. In a few minutes Kate announced that supper was ready, and I was invited to take a seat next to a partition, dividing the bar-room from another apartment, before which hung a broad, red curtain, As I was moving to my place 1 ex perienced a strange sensation, which I ean:only liken to an internal shudder, and at the same time glancing down- ward, I fancied I saw blood-spots on the floor, and the outline of a _trap-door under the chair I was requested to sit in. Already suspicious, I instantly deter- mined not to take that seat, but rather the one just opposite to it, and in the meantime keep my eyes all about me and my revolver where I could use it at a moment’s warning. So without saying anything, I slightly turned and drew back the chair opposite to the one which had excited my suspicions. : “Here, Mr. Redfield!” smiled Kate, taking hold of the one against the cur- tain. “Thank you, this will do just as well,” said I, carelessly. “But that’s mine, man!" spoke the hostess, in no very pleasant manner. “Then that must be your husband’s opposite,.and I must not intrude on his premises,” I said, pisytally. “Father’s not going to eat just now,” said Kate, making me a playful sign to come toward her, as she stood at the pee intended for me, in the act of draw- ng out the chair. Where, all this time, was the young man whom I had seen enter the house, but had not since seen? Just at that moment a slight backward movement of Kate disturbed the curtain, and I caught a glimpse of the old man standing behind it, having in his hand what looked like a razor. Like lightning a terrible suspicion flashed upon me, that perhaps he was there to cut my throat and plunge me down through the trap, and on this suspicion I instantly acted. “Excuse me for a moment,” I said, “I feel sick at my stomach !” And I hurried out. into the open air, gagging as I went. t was. already quite dark, and I slipped down to the stable, probably without being perceived, Never in my life did I work faster than in putting the saddle and bridle on my horse; and I.had just led him out and mounted him, when a loud voice shouted : “Hallo, man! what are you doing?” I could just perceive what appeared to be the figures of the old man and young one running toward me, when I fired one chamber of my revolver in the air to frighten them; and then putting spurs to my horse, I dashed away in the dark- ness, down the road that was said to lead to Saverville. I did not reach that place that night, but another village, where I found my- self secure, Years afterward, in reading the accounts ef the murders committed by the Bender family, I came to the conclu- sion that under the kind providence of Heaven I that night escaped becoming another victim to those ungodly wretches. Certain it is that the Benders kept what they. termed a tavern, or hotel, some- where in that region, and I shall always believe that I was actually in it, and made a narrow escape from a_ bloody death. —_———~--_ o_o A SINGULAR DUEL. Dr. Young, the well-known English surgeon, was once in a party of. pleasure with a few ladies going up by water.to Vauxhall, and he amused them witha tune on the flute. Behind him several officers were also in a boat, rowing for the same place, and soon came alongside the boat in which were the doctor and his party. The doctor, who was never conceited of his playing, put up his flute on their approach. One of the officers papa. asked why he ceased playing, or put up his flute, “For the same reason,” said he, “that I took it out—to please myself.” The son of Mars .very peremptorily re- joined that if he did not. instantly take out his flute, and continue his music, he would throw him into the Thames. The doctor, in order to allay the fears of the ladies, pocketed the insult, and con- tinued to play all the way up the river. During the evening, however, he ob- served the officer by himself in one of the walks, and making up to him, said, with great coolness: “Tt was, sir, to avoid interrupting the harmony of my company, or yours, that I complied with your arrogant demand; but that you may be satisfied that courage may be found under a black coat as well as under a red one, I expect that you will meet me to-morrow morning at a certain lace without. any second, the quarrel peing entirely entre nous.” t The doctor further covenanted that the affair should be decided by swords. To all assented. The duelists met, but the moment the officer took the ground, the doctor pulled out a horse-pistol. “What!” said the officer. intend to assassinate me?” “No,” replied the doctor; ““‘but you shall instantly put up your sword and dance a minuet, otherwise you are a dead man,” The officer began to bluster, but the doctor was resolute, and he was obliged to comply. “Now,” said Young, “you forced me to play against my will, and I have made you dance against yours; we are there- fore again on a level, and whatever other satisfaction you may require I] am ready to give it.” The ofticer acknowledged his error, and the affair terminated in a lasting friend- ship. “Do you OO -o—-—-———— DODGING A STAR, An engine-driver, recounting his ex- periences, said that he had thus far escaped smash-ups, but that he thought he was in great danger onenight. Said he: “Tt was a clear autumn evening, and I wasrunning a passenger train. We were a little behind time, and I was going along ata good pace. There was a big wood to go through, and the line, on clearing it, took a sharp turn to the westward. Just as we made that turn my heart came right up between my teeth, for there, coming straight down the line, was another engine, with her. head-light flaming in my eyes. “T blew ‘down-brakes,’ and had my engine reversed before I’d drawn half a breath, and sent the train back as hard as I could run toa siding about a mile behind us.. I got it on the siding, and waited for the other train that TI sup- posed to be close by, but she didn’t come. made the signalman wire up the line to see if there was any special or runa- way engine in the way, but the answer was that the line was clear. The pas- sengers got out, and began to talk and ask questions, and as for me, I was dazed, I thought of runaway locomo- tives and train-wreckers, Everything was quiet round the bend, as far as T could see and hear. Presently I hap- pened to glance westward across a_clear-, ing; there was the headlight shining: through the trees as serene and steady as you please. It was the plaiet Verns. I got away from there in a hurry. and T didn’t allow the passergers te discover what was the matter. Why, if it had been known that I had shunted my train to let the evening star go by I'd never have heard the last of it.” these conditions the. officer GooD [THIS STORY WILL NOT BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK-FORM.}] The Gipsy Plotters; THE OWNER OF NO MAN'S. LAND. By CAPT. CASTLETON. (“THE GIPSY PLOTTERS” was commenced in No. 102. CHAPTER XX. RIVAL CAMPS, f his absenee having been noticed either by Ben or Ned. Soon afterward Pierce followed aud went to work, though he still com- plained of feeling ill. For two — nothing out of the ordi- nary occurred. On the morning of the third day, as Jean looked up from the bundle which he was tying, he caught a glimpse of Black Henry. He pretended not to see him, thinking that no doubt the gipsy had come for an interview with his youthful partner. A little later he stole a second glance and saw that he was wrong in his_ sur- mise. The gipsy was advancing with all the audacity and swagger of his rave. “Halloo, Master Jean!” cried he, tones of well-simulated surprise. “Halloo to you!” returned the boy, in a manner which, if less insolent, was equally independent. “What are you doing here?” “When did you become blind?” “You'd better be civil, young fellow, or I'll report you to Queen Valentia !” “T’m absent by her permission.” “Yes, you are |” “Make your report and find put.” “Did she tell you to steal timber?” “Yes. The same that she told you to burglarize the house of Jabez Smith, the farmer, to the extent of fourteen dollars.” “What do you mean?” “Oh, don’t put on that injured look; it don’t become your complexion. I know all about the matter.” ore returned to his work without th in “It’s false, every word of it! But enough of that. I’ve come on business. Halloo! This way, there!” This last, shouted in a loud voice, attracted the attention of Ben and his two youthful companions, and brought them to the spot. . It also accomplished the object prim- arily intended by the gipsy, and a_ party of five, four men and a boy, suddenly came into view. The latter, who, by the way, came first, was Hugo Raime. wo of the men our hero recognized as the ones who had de- serted Ben the morning he had first met him. The others were rough-looking cus- tomers, neither of whom he had ever before seen. The entire party seemed under the influence of liquor, the two former part- ners of Ratcliffe being decidedly intoxi- cated. “What do you want here?” demanded Ben, angrily. “We have come to help you move,” re- torted the gipsy, shaking his head to and fro in an insolent manner. “Move where?” “Into the river! Any place off Wil- liam Wilson’s land.” “Which one of these gentlemen is Mr. Wilson?” Ratcliffe strongly emphasized the word “gentlemen,” and indicated the spokes- man’s four grown companions, * None of thein.” “T didn’t know but one of my friends there, Virgil Dill and Agur Ash, might be personating him. They seem to have enough of the comforts of life aboard to make them imagine themselves landed proprietors.” “That’s more’n you’d give us,” hic- coughed the first-mentioned of the twain, a stout,’ phlegmatic-looking fellow. “Right you are, Virge,” added the other, a tall, thin man. “We’ve got all the necessary in—ingredients for a high old time now.” “You've come to put us off this land?” queried Ben. “Right!” responded Black Henry. “Go about it, then, for we’ll not leave without !” The man knelt down and took his rifle from the ground beside a bundle of poles. This action was at once imitated by Jean and our hero. Ever since the ser- vice of the notice by Hugo they had taken the guns with them into the brush. “Do you mean it?” demanded Henry. “We mean to defend our rights until we’re well convinced that we haven't got any! Virgil and Agur can tell you Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents.] how far old Ben Ratcliffe can be counted on to. keep his word.” The gipsy stepped back and conferred with the two men for a moment, “We'll give you what’s left of to-day to travel in,” announced he. “If you ain’t gone to-morrow morning, the officers here will serve warrants and we’ll use force.. Come on, boys.” Magoun motioned to his followers, and with a look half-way between a leer and a swagger, led the way toward the river. Once there, they approached a large boat which lay tied to a tree. From this they took a canvas tent, a number of packages, and a large keg, labeled “whisky.” In a few minutes they had set up the first, and were industriously putting down the contents of the last. Ben and his companions advanced a little ways, and unseen by the carousers, noted all this. “What are we to do?” asked Ned, in whom the sight had raised feelings of the most intense disgust. “I’m going to stop that work!” NEWS. her only child, than knowledge of the world, the harsh side of which she had never seen. “TI was raised in luxury, and given, as I said before, excellent educational ad- vantages. Although allowed the greatest possible freedom of action, I never par- ticularly abused it, being not at all per- verse by nature. “On the morning of my eighteenth birthday no one could have truthfully charged me with vice or being the pos- sessor of a single bad habit, aside from the usual vanities and frivolities of youth. “But on that eventful day I fell! That day I dashed against a rock which was destined to blast the expectations of my friends, wreck my future, deprive me of fortune, home, mother, and even man- hood, almost before I had attained it.” The strong man. bowed his head, and tears trickled down his weather-beaten ckeeks, : “Cheer up,” said Ned, laying his hand upon the man’s arm. ‘You've regained the last, at least.” “JT trust. I have!” cried Ben, his face lightening. “Go on,” urged our hero. “On my eighteenth birthday I first tasted intoxicating liquor. It was only the lightest, mildest wine, my companion told me—such as a babe might drink and not pe injured. I knew better, even before I drank, but something—I believe it must have been the evil one—tempted me to taste, then drink, then carouse. “T shall never forget the awful look upon the face of my devoted mother when late that night she opened the door I was vainly trying to unlock, and realized my condition. “GO AHEAD, AND PUT US OFF, THEN,” SAID BEN. OUR RIGHTS UNTIL WE’RE CONVINCED THAT WE HAVEN'T GOT ANY!” “With a shriek of anguish she fell “But how can you?” “That we must determine. The law of this State makes it’ unlawful to have and drink liquor as those men are doing. I hate whisky worse than I do the evil one! Come to the cabin and I’ll tell you why!” CHAPTER XXI. ESCAPED FROM AN AWFUL DEATH, man, boys,” began Ben Ratcliffe, when they were all seated together on a rude bench in front of the log- house. “I am, in fact, not an unedu- cated man. I may sometimes let slip a careless word which would seem to indi- cate it, but I had good advantages in my outh. I don’t want to bore you, 0ysS——” Here the narrator paused and looked quizzingly at his youthful companions. “By no means, Ben!” cried our hero. “We're all anxious to hear, ain’t we, boys?” To this the others rendered so hearty an affirmative as to ltave no doubt of their entire sincerity. “My father was a banker—you needn’t stare. He was a banker, and a very wealthy one at that. When I was a small boy he died suddenly, leaving me to the care of an indulgent mother who had more kindness of heart than firmness of character, and greater leve for me, es yj VE not always been a backwoods- § i 2s ‘*WE MEAN TO DEFEND senseless to the floor. I was sobered in a moment, and hastened to apply restor- atives. Deep and still deeper into the night, yes, until the rosy light of morn- ing stole in at the windows, she talked to me and prayed for me. “On my knees I promised to transgress no more; and I was sincere, at least I thought so then, though | now know that there was in my mind a mental reserva- tion, a feeling that later on, when years had given me strength, 1 could drink without the awful danger which I clearly saw menaced me then.” “And how long did you keep your ledge?” asked Pierce, a little heart- essly, Ned thought, “Not four-and-twenty hours! Less than one short day! The next evening I met the friends, as I called my tempters, and the wine-cup was again offered. resisted at first, indignantly, honestly, as I thought, but with the inner knowledge at the time I did so that I would ulti- mately yield. “It was three days before I returned home. The police had been looking for me, at the request of my mother, who was prostrated with grief. “She never recovered from the anxiety of those dreadful three days. Once en- tirely sober, I realized the enormity of my offense, and promised to leave my evil courses. For a time I persevered in my good intentions, and the color began to return to her wasted checks, LL. “Her health fluctuate? with my con- duct, her face being a measure of my misdeeds, or such of them as came to her knowledge. “T knew that it would end in her death. I really loved her, and yet I kept on in my-evil courses. Even now, after years of experience, I caunot tell why I did this, except that I was. too weak, or what is much the same thing, thought myself too weak to resist. “Be that as it may, I went on, until one day my mother lay dying. Again I renewed -iny solemn promise, broken so often already. I closed her eyes and— and sought oblivion in drink. “The one influence that had restrained somewhat my excesses thus removed, I went on from bad to worse. I soon came into the possession of a handsome pro- perty which brought a score of evil associates to my side, and increased my dissipation.” “But you did not drink continually?” queried Ned, “You had intervals of sobriety?” “Oh, yes! Otherwise I could not have lived. To be brief, when I was thirty years of age I looked forty, and was but a wreck of my former self. “A drunkard is almost always a spend- thrift. My property was thrown to the four winds, and at thirty my last house was sold from me, and I was left literally penniless. “For a time I supported myself by borrowing from so-called friends; but these soon failed me, and one night, like the prodigal son, I realized that all was spent. PS Before climbing the long flight of stairs to a wretched chamber, which I still occupied, but must vacate on the morrow, I entered a dram-shop where I had spent hundreds, yes thousands of dollars, and called for liquor. “In the act of filling a large glass, I remarked that I would pay for it later, when the besotted proprietor snatched bottle and glass from my eager, trembling hands, and ordered me to leave. “In vain I pleaded. He was inexor- able, and trembling as with a palsy, I seized my crooked stick, my sole remain- ing friend, and quitted the detestable lace. Pin the depth of the night I awoke from a troubled sleep to find the room half-illuminated by a mysterious light. From whence it proceeded I could. not say. I distinctly saw an overturned chair, and beside it, on the floor, my only means of producing a light, a candle fittinlgy thrust into an empty bottle in lieu of a candle-stick, “At first I believed that I had again fallen a victim to delirium tremens. But my previous experiences told me that such was not the case, and in wonder and alarm I looked for the source of the light. “Suddenly I became conscious that I was not alone. I saw no one, heard no one, yet knew then, as I know now, that another entity, a being other than my- oy was present in my miserable cham- er, “Half rising on my wretched pallet, I glared into space. “IT saw nothing, heard nothing, yet seemed to feel the dread presence. “Then before my eyes there passed, or seemed to pass, a panorama in which were enacted all the principal events of my life—the first glass, my mother’s prostration, her later broken-hearted death, and my subsequent career of shame and degradation. “in vain I attempted to end a scene which was causing me the keenest remorse. I closed my eyes, but still the scene moved on. I- saw myself in the gutter, in the police-station, in the inebriate asylum, at the point of death. “At length I cried aloud, ‘I will reform! I will drink no more! By the help of God I will be a man once more.’ “When I came to myself again I was an inmate of a hospital. I had been there many days, suffering from the wildest delirium, my life despaired of by the physicians. “A month later I was discharged as cured. I hastened to shake from my feet the dust of my native city, and started for the woods, determined to hide from temptation until I had resumed control of myseif— become repossessed of the manhood I had so early, so wickedly abandoned.” “And you’ve- not drank _ since?” queried our hero, upon whose face had settled a look of awe. “Not once.” “You fhust have had a hard struggle?” “J can’t say so. Or, rather, I had a hard struggle to resolve, as I did that dreadful night, that I would never drink again, and would expect death if I did. To my surprise, I found my task an easy one after that.” “To what do you ascribe the wonderful . visions you saw?” “That is a grave question with me. Most people tell me that it was but an L7LS GOooD NEWS. hallucination of my own _ disordered mind. Ido not believe that, but prefer to see in it the hand of Providence stretched out for my reclamation from an awful death, both physical and moral,” Ned Arthur had never tasted intoxi- cating drink, and then and there prayer- fully resoived that while life remained to him he never would, For some time he conversed with Ben. “Where’s Jean?” asked he, suddenly noticing the absence of the gipsy boy. “Here!” replied that individual, com- ing around the cabin at that moment. “Where have you been?” “I’ve been fixing things so that those fellows could get sober.” “How?” Jean held up a hatchet, from which arose the pungent odor of whisky, and smiled significantly. ’ CHAPTER XXII. A SUDDEN DEPARTURE. es HY did you do that, Jean?” » asked our hero, excitedly. “T wanted to fix them as Ben was.” “What do you mean?” “He came to the woods to avoid temp- tation?” SCR, “Well, they’ve brought the temptation ao See and I simply separated the wo “ But this will make trouble, Jean. These men are bad characters, and will stop at nothing for revenge. Isn’t that so, Ben?” “T wouldn’t wonder. Dill and Ash are devoted to the ‘comforts of life,’ and will surely resent the destruction of the sup- ply they had secured.” “Are they bad men?” asked Ned. “Oh, no. They are disposed to be reck- less, though, and will do almost any- thing to secure alcoholic stimulants.” “What are we to do?” “T don’t know. We'll have to think of the matter.” “They won’t be sober enough to hold up their heads before night,” said Jean, “Then we've lots of time.” “Will we go to work again?” asked Pierce. “T guess we’d better not. The fact is, we've got a heap of ’em cut now—enough to make a good-sized raft.” “When'll we build it?” asked Jean, excitedly. The boys had spent bours in discussing this matter and the descent of the river, which they looked forward to with the greatest expectations of pleasure. “That I don’t know,” replied Ben, hesitatingly. “I guess she’ll be afloat before many days. If this one is a suc- cess, financially and otherwise, we can build a larger one next time.” “Hurra!” shouted the boys. “Will we begin to-day?” asked Ned. “No. There’s several things to be considered before we do that. I'll look the ground over, and you can all go shooting if you like.” “That's the ticket!” cried Pierce, who was very anxious to see and interview Henry. : “Tt suits me,” added Jean, who rightly read the look in the other’s face, and determined to learn all that was going. “And you, Ned,” asked Ben, smiling. “T won’t let you go unless you eschew "possums and give a wide berth to hol- low trees.” “If you’re going to cut me down that way won’t go at all. I’ll stay with you, if I may, Ben?” y “T’d be glad to have you. I get lone- some by myself, but don’t want to be selfish and deprive you of a bit of pleas- ure,” By this time the other boys had each secured a gun and a supply of ammuni- tion, and were hurrying away from the eabin. “What do you think of this action of Jean’s?” asked our hero, when they were out of ear-shot. “T’m rather pleased than otherwise. It shows that the story of my life has had a good effect on him, and then I’m glad to see them lose their liquor. Besides, it will bring matters to a focus sconer than otherwise, which is exactly what we wD hey’ll try and put “Do you suppose they’ ry and put us off the land?” : : “T don’t doubt it.” “Isn’t it possible that this Black Henry, as hé’s called. has same other object than merely acting for Wilson, or on his own account, to secure the poles we have cut and bound up?” “T can’t see what it could be.” “T don’t know but he’s after me.” “You? Nonsense! What put such a wild notion into your head?” “T’ll tell you my story and you can judge.” Se excitons Ned proceeded to recount all the salient pomts of his history down to date more completely than he had done before, “It's strange! It’s the strangest thing I ever heard of,” Ben Ratcliffe kept repeating. “What do you think now?” asked our hero when he had done. “There’s a big mystery in the case. Just what it is we’ll try and find out, my boy. You think Jean all right, don’t you?” : “I know it. I would risk my life on his fidelity to me. I’ve known him but a short time, but he and I are the fastest kind of friends.” “And Pierce?” “T don’t like him so well, though I have no special reason to distrust him. He couldn’t know anything about me.” “T’m not so sure of that. However, my idea of him is about the same as yours. I wish I had known all these points earlier; but it’s too late now.” “T’'ve got an idea, Ben,” cried our hero, suddenly. ; =i dare say it’s a good one. Let’s have “Why not go away from here for a few days—until this affair blows over, in fact?” “Capital! I never thought of that, and I think I’m pretty clever. That’s exactly what we’ll do.” “We needn't go far, and can keep an eye on affairs here.” “Of course. It’s a splendid plan!” “We ought to go before they get over the effects nf their drinking-bout.” “Yes. We will set to work at once.” “How about the Erie?” “We'll take her with us. We'll float down a ways farther and run up another creek. The only trouble is about the cabin.” “We'll have to fasten it up securely and take our chances, They can’t burn it on account of the greenness of the logs.” Without more ado the two began car- rying all the furniture and provisions from the cabin to the boat. This did not take much time, and in an hour the one window of_ the log-house had been boarded up and the door well secured. “Tf the boys were only here we could make a start,” said Ned, anxiously, almost petulantly. “They’ll not be long now. We'll pole it down to the mouth of the creek and wait for them.” They had not commenced the last named task when Pierce Amick put in an appearance, “Where's your game?” asked Ned. “T had bad luck.” In truth he had been trying to rouse the intoxicated gipsy, with whom he was anxious to communicate, and had not been successful, Almost immediately Jean Cameo arrived. He had been watching Pierce, and like him, had returned to the camp one -handed. = What are you doing?” he asked. “We're going down the river,” replied Ben. “And give up everything?” “By no means. We'll come back after they are gone.” Pierce Amick objected to this plan, but desisted when he learned that they were not going far. Half an hour later they pushed out into the current and began descending the river. (TO BE CONTINUED.) —_—___~+- 0 — ——. AN ODD PUNISHMENT, In the kingdom of Poland there was formerly a luw, according to which any person found guilty of slander was com- pelled to walk on all fours through the streets of the town where he lived accom- panied by the beadle, as a sign that he was unworthy of the name of man, At the next public festival he was compelled to appear crawling upon hands and feet underneath the banquet- ing table, and barking like a dog. Every guest was at liberty to give him as many kicks as he chose, and he who had been slandered must, toward the end of the banquet, throw a picked bone to the culprit, who, picking it, up with his mouth, would leave the room on all fours. FULL TO THE BRIM. It is impossible to fill a glass com- pletely with center, as water, milk, or spirit—are attracted from the sides of the vessel into which they are placed, so that they rise around the brim, eres a hollow in the middle. Hence a cup filled to the point of overflow with any of these liquids is not abso- lutely full, though it appears to be so at the edge. Fluids, on the other hand, which do not adhere, or are not attracted upward by the sides of the vessel, sink round the brim and rise in the center. Thus mercury in a glass forms a convex surface, while water forms a concave, any liquid from rim to, The most common fluids—such | SAVED “BY A WALRUS. BY ROGER STARBUCK, ae APTAIN GRAVES, of the whale- oc he remained so long in the Arctic Ocean, that some of the men who had shipped for the voyage, and all those who had shipped for the cruise, grumbled, and threatened to “knock off” duty. The latter party—a rough set of men called beach-comers—had put down their names on the book for only six months’ service in the Junior, whereas more than seven months had now passed since their agreement. ‘The captain endeavored to appease them by stating that he would pay them double wages for the extra time, ut finding that this did not have the desired effect, he became furiously angry. One morning, perceiving that they did not jump with alacrity to obey an order, he called for his pistols. rmed with these, he rushed among the discontented men, threatening to shoot the first who should refuse to “pull his pound,” which means to pull as hard as one can. A man behind the captain now struck him such a blow upon the wrists that both pistols dropped from his grasp. He turned, however, as the weapons exploded, and picking up a handspike, dashed straight at the whole gang of beach-comers. His courage saved his life. The mutinous crew, respecting him for his bravery, contented themselves with throwing him down and tying his hands behind his back. Meanwhile the officers stood looking on; not one of them offering to interfere. To tell thé plain truth, these men were as anxious for the captain to put about, and were quite as a iabenitented as the rebels. They made no objection when the beach-comers conveyed their prisoner below, and proclaimed the first mate—a man who for many days had endeavored to persuade the captain to leave the Arctic—commander of the craft. The mate at once crowded canvas on the ship to take advantage of a wind blowing directly toward the straits. The crew obeyed every order promptly, and in the course of a few weeks the snow-covered shores on each side of the narrow -passage were sighted. As the ship drew nearer, however, the joy which had lighted every face gave haf to a loomy feeling almost akin to despair; or it was pow discovered that the straits were completely blocked up by ic The mate kept the vessel off and on for several days, hoping that some passage might be afforded him by the loosening of the crystal masses; but he was disap- pointed. In fact the ice became more closely packed every day, and the crew felt obliged to make up their mind to pass the winter in the Arctic. Their provisions having run short, and scurvy having already appeared among them, a gloomy future seemed in store for them. To add to their sufferings from the increasing cold and from hun- ger, their vessel was stoven by a huge block of ice, and they were obliged to keep the pumps going night and day to prevent the ship from sinking. Almost worn down with fatigue, they were endeavoring one evening to pump the ship ony. and stop up the leak, when they were boarded by more than a hun- dred dusky looking natives, clad in skins, and_ led by a chief of gigantic stature. Before the crew could suspect their design, these savages made a fari- ous attack with their spears and clubs upon all hands, slaughtered more than a dozen, took the rest prisoners, and then proceeded to plunder the ship. The cap- tain, fastened up in the run, guessed what was going on. He could hear the splashing of the dead bodies, as they were thrown into the sea, and the expos- tulating voices of the survivors of the crew, as they were thrust like dogs into the canoes alongside. Then followed the sound of bales, boxes and barrels being rapidly hauled up from the hold, together with that of the natives’ teeth, erunch- ing through hard sea biscuits and beef bones. The wild robbers were evidently making short work of the scanty stock of | provisions remaining in the vessel. As already mentioned, Captain Graves was a man without caution. He decided qpickls and always without reflection. Now he concluded, at once, to prevent their plunderii.¢ the ship. Lighting one of the matches he carried in his pocket, he crawled along some distance and set fire to a large bunch of oakum in one corner. As might be imagined, the ship was soon enveloped in flames, and the captain was nearly suffocated with the smoke. Picking up a handspike, how- ever, he contrived with much trouble to dash open the hatch above him. By this opening he entered the state-room, and thence made his way to one of the cabin : SS ship Junior, was a young man Pp 2 without caution. In the year 18—, windows, through which he crawled, dropping into one of the natives’ canoes beneath him, The owner of the little vessel entered at the same moment, and a desperate struggle took place between the two men. The young captain, weak- ened by confinement, was soon over- owered; and his huge adversary, hav- ing tied his hands and feet, carried him ashore in triumph, He was thrust into a small underground habitation, where he was left until morning, when the native returned with several companions, armed with fish-bone spears, and a few sharp hatchets, procured from the ship. They evidently intended to chop the captain to pieces; in fact, one of them had already seized him by the hair of the head to accomplish his bloody purpose, when a low grunt of disapproval was heard, and in rushed a young woman of seventeen. She was by no means a beauty. Her form was short and squat, her cheeks of huge dimensions, her skin tawny, and her nose and ears ornamented with great fish bone rings. Nevertheless she had a soft heart, and at once threw herself between the captain and the would-be murderer. After a while her shrill cries seemed to produce the intended effect upon her say- age hearers. They thrust their hatchets into their belts, and at once walked out of the habitation. The girl now contrived in broken Eng- lish, to make the captain understand by signs that she was the daughter of a chief, and that she was determined to save his life. She went on to state that her father tyrannized over her and abused her so much that she was anxious to leave him; that if the captain was will- ing to take her with him and make her his wife, she would show him the way to a French vessel, lying off the coast on the other side of the straits! Now, then, the captain’s want of cau- tion and suavity again made serious trouble for him. He frankly acknowl- edged to the girl that while very grateful to her for saving his life, he would sooner die than marry her. Fury flashed from her eyes; she cut the cords that bound him and bade him go his own way, declaring that she knew he would lose himself among the ice hills and be frozen to death, The captain hurried from her presence; but he had not proceeded more than a mile, when he was seen bya party of Esquimaux. These belonged to a differ- ent tribe from those who had attacked the ship. They held a consultation, and finally gave the captain to understand that they would convey him to the coast on the other side of the straits and con- duct him to the French whaling vessel, provided he would persuade the captain of that craft to give them some cloth. With his usual frankness, Graves stated that he did not know whether the Frenchman would consent or not, he did not think he would, as whalers do not generally have much cloth to spare, Perhaps ‘the Esquimaux did not fully comprehend him; certain it is that they conducted him to the coast, fed him suimptuously on seal and walrus flesh, and were about conveying him to the whaler —distant a coupleof leagues—when a party of the fierce men who had attacked the Junior appeared and demanded the prisoner, The cowardly Esquimaux were on the point of surrendering him, when Graves, guessing their intention, leaped into a seal-skin boat lying near the beach, and commenced paddling off with all his might. His enemies, springing into another boat, started in pursuit and rap- idly gained upon him. As the boats flew, the evil-eyed walrusses, with their long tusks Cepend ng from their jaws, came up on all sides of them. In their fright, some of these creatures swim- ming in zig-zag dircetions, would strike against the light vessels before going down. The sight of them suggested a happy thought to Captain Graves, when his pursuers were within a few fathoms of him, There was a seal-skin line and a harpoon in the boat, which enabled him at once to carry out his design. This was to fasten to one of the walrusses, which he knew would then tow him with such rapidity that he would soon dis- tance his enemies. There was a huge walrus right ahead of his boat; so steadying himself, he at once drove the harpoon into the creat- ure’s body. The anima] sounded, and away went the seal-skin boat with light- ning rapidity! Now the pursuing natives yelled with baffled rage, for the other walrusses, swimming away from them in their fright, the savage men could not imitate the example of the American fugitive. The course taken by the animal to which Graves was fastened was at right angles with the ship. He was ‘finally seen by that vessel’s lookouts, and a boat was lowered to pick him up. When he was-taken aboard his enemies were several miles astern, and the carcass of the | ‘wart apr ever unfc fate ico tts fon tem On et oe 6 10 the harpooned walrus was floating shore- ward. The captain was kindly treated, and eventually arrived home. Not one of his unfortunate crew—the men of the ill- fated Junior—could ever be discovered. —___ +0 THE ENGINEER’S STORY. + BY CHESTER F. BAIRD. ae ee RUN that old ‘kittle’ many a day, b boys;” said old Jake Gates, “an’ al- ways had good luck with her ’cept once. She was a bird—was the Brid- et Muldoon—an’ I don’t know when I elt as bad as I did when they took away her name from her, an’ give her a number instead. Seemed as if King Death had Separated me from my heart’s dearest idol. This new-fangled notion of givin’ Rumbers to engines I don’t like. We used to have the Hero, the Hercules, the Juno, the Vesta, an’ many others; but ere wasn’t one of ’em could hold a candle to the pride of.my heart, my Bridget Muldoon. . Those of 7 who never saw her when She carried her name in beautiful letters on her jacket, instead of those big, ugly, Starin’ tiggers, an’ know nothin’ of why She was given such a plebeian name, may think she was in those days a common rudge, such as a helper,’ or a yard engine, an’ never think of her occupyin’ € choice room in the engine-house, an’ bein’ tended by many servants, an’ flyin’ Over the road like a thing of life, with Palace cars behind her. es, there’s a story connected with her havin’ that name, an’ I never think of it without thankin’ Heaven for Bridget y uldoon, an’ blessin’ the land that gave her birth, an’ the ship that carried her oniely to our shores. . +e see, after I had been runnin’ along time, a new engine came out, an’ they &lve her to me, an’ give me the privilege of Namin’ her. Now, Indian-like, I de- termined to run her a few trips on ‘the War-path’ afore I gave her a name; an’ I also determined to do the thing up in Style, an’ crack a bottle of wine over her, an’ have alittle ceremony like they do zhen they launch a vessel an’ give it a e, “On the trip out I was sooccupied with Watchin’ her, learnin’ her points,’ an’ admirin’ the way she would take the bit n her teeth an’ shake the dust out of the Coaches when I gave her the rein, that I never thought of a name; but on the way ack I kept connin’ over all the pretty names I ever heard of.. Me an’ the fire- Man held many a confab, an’ talked over ; leopatra, Victoria, Columbia, an’ other Phonious female names; for, ye know, I t ways was partial to the ladies—bless heir tender hearts! —an’ was bound to 8lve my pet somethin’ pretty in honor of em, as she was such a beauty, an’ de- Servin’ of it. 5 ; e had run over two-thirds of the 7024, an! not havin’ come to a decision, I e bout made up my mind to leave it v1 tomy dear wife whenI got home. b € was delayed forty minutes at Bremen Y a freight engine bein’ off the track, ae when I pulled out from there Topped her down in the corner, an’ givin’ er the rein, determined to make up as much time as possible. k bout five miles out of Walkerton, ye Now, there is a ‘reverse curve,’ the track Tunnin’ around the high bluff, which avers on one side full five hundred feet, a, on the other ’tisa steep an’ rocky cline, a hundred feet, to the bed of fu ad-Man’s Run. Ye know what a fear- 1 place it is for a wreck, especially since as freight went over an’ killed poor yivlor an’ Fent. I ‘eased off’ a little hen I struck the straight track a few fected yards from the curve, but was Nnin’ thirty miles an hour at least, €n around the curve came a woman Tunnin’ and swingin’ her apron like mad. There’s no jumpin’ off at that place, boys, an’ in fact, I never thought of a I shut off, called brakes (we had no ir-brakes then), ‘pulled her over,’ gave os Steam an’ sand, an’ with quiverin’ erves an’ mn heart, thought of the Or passengers behind me, so soon to be oe into eternfty, an’ of my dear wife little ones at ‘home. The boys were Prompt with the brakes, we had a good x 1 under us, an’ my as yet nameless ngine did her duty nobly. We ran Sround the point an’ stopped at the re- Pee of the curve, to see a huge rock oe Nn’ on the track but afew rods ahead deere to strike which would have been rtain death to many, if not all of us, . the shock must have thrown the entire 4in sheer over the precipice. ome of us went back to look for the 1 rhe who had saved us, an’ found her ad by the side of the track, insensible der right an’ exertion. She was ten- = rly = aboard the train, an’ we backed P.to Walkerton. ne learned from her that she had left er little cabin back in the hills to see GooDdD the trains pass, which was an era_ in her dreary life, an’ arrived at the track ’bout the time we was due. Walkin’ slowly along, an’ listenin’ for the trains, she discovered the rock. Not knowin’ which way to look for the first train, she stood there in the cold until she heard us, an’ then rushed around the curve to stop us, I shudder yet ts think what would have happened if that freight bein’ off the track hadn’t made us late. Don’t talk to me-’bout Providence not directin’ things. That rock may have slipped the notice of Povidence, an’ slipped down on the track, an’ then to save us, an’ give my engine a name to boot, the freight was run aff the track. “But to return to the woman who saved us. After she had revived, I said: “*Madame, what’s your name?’ “-e > _ DEATH OF SPARROWS. In Illinois sparrows are being slaugh- tered in thousands. On the first day of December the bill offering a bounty for dead ones became law, and at the close of that month the clerk of St. Clair County had issued bounty warrants for 1,285 birds killed within one city alone. It is supposed that not less than 10,000 have been killed all over the county posing the month. . Two cents are paid for each bird. The destruction done by sparrows to_the crops ‘during the last two years led to legislation on the subject. 1719 EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT. {ImporTant.—This column is free to all our readers. 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Harbaugh. “The Fatal Duel,” by Obadiah C. Auringer REGULAR DEPARTMENTS. “Short Talks With the Boys” on Trades, Professions, and Business Pursuits, by Arthur Sewall. “Exchange Department.” “Ticklets,” by Chas. W. Foster. ‘Mail Bag.” “Puzzle Corner.” “Short Stops.” Miscellaneous Jtems, etc. —_——__+-e AHOY, THERE! ada pe Keep your weather eye gpen for Number ONE HUNDRED AND NINE, next week. It will contain the opening chapters of a new story, entitled Stealing a Steamer; OR, THE LOG OF THE BRIG TERROR. By WALTER MORRIS, Avruor or ‘Jor, THe Caun Boy,” ‘ Krrx SueLpon’s Mins,’ “SLAVES oF THE Crrovs,” ‘‘ Bos Porter at Laxn- view Acapemy,” Etc. This is the most interesting story Walter Morris has yet written. It is full of life and daring deeds. Three boys steal a steam yacht, and although pursued by the harbor police, they manage to get to sea. Their ex- periences are many and thrilling. ‘The story is holding throughout Don’t fail to tell your friends about this story. nen ee ay eee ee We have a number of good things in store for our readers.. Among them may be men- ioned a serial story by Wm. Pendleton BESIEGED. Stee aes BERT FOSTER, + io ELL mother, old Nat’s lame \ WV ag’in, an’ we shan’t be able ter BY W. use him fora month at least,” said Father Stackridge, coming invo the kitchen. “I+ s’pose I’d oughter fixed that broken place in his stall before, but I kept lettin’ of it go, till last night he got down an’ got his leg into the hole an’ barked his shin ene It sarves me right for not tendin’ to things when I'd oughter.” “Not lame again!” exclaimed his wife, in some consternation. “It’s rather bad,” said the farmer. “We can’t go to townag’in till he’ssome bet- ter.” “TI wasn’t thinking of that,” returned Mrs. Stackridge. “I was thinking of Milly. You know you were going to take her up to see Em’ly Noble to-morrow, father, and now she can’t go.” squeaked as they walked on it. A few hundred yards beyond their line fence stretched the ice-bound Penobscut, half a mile in width at this point, its surface exceedingiy smooth, with only here and there a hammock or rough spot. It was indeed in “prime” condition for skating. The sled was brought down from the barn chamber and examined by Mr. Stackridge’s critical eye. It was of the attern called a framer, and was stoutly uilt, being of home manufacture. After considerable sawing, planing and ham- mering, the sled was remodeled into a very neat-looking hand-sleigh, boxed half a foot or more on either side, and with a high back convenient to propel it by. _ Milly, who had been greatly “interested in the proceeding, was much pleased with its appearance, and even Mrs. Stackridge, after seeing the sleigh tried before her door, pronounced it a great success. “Tt won’t take us more than an hour and a_half to go,” answered Bob; “but prob’bly Milly’ll want all of the day she can have with Em’ly, so we’ll start early.” “Won't you get tired or cold?” inquired his mother. “Sho! that’s too bad, I’d forgot about it. Poor little Milly! I hate ter disap- ‘int her; but I don’t see ut what I’ll have ter.” Milly, their little lame «+ daughter, a child of thir- -, teen, was not in the kitchen to hear the discussion; but + her brother Bob was. He. dropped the book he had been reading, and listened to the conversation. All the fam- ! ily petted Milly, but her dis- position was so sweet and é cheerful that no amount of; petting could spoil her. She :.; had been a delicate little « thing from babyhood, and » a fall when she was five or +. NV six years old had resulted in hip disease, and she had been made a cripple for life. “Tsay, that’s too bad,” said i Bob. “Can’t Nat It’s only ten miles. His father shook his head, and said, reluctantly : “T sh’dn’t dare try it. It would kill the poor old fellow.” “Well, I know what we can do,” said Bob, te a sudden idea coming to him. “If you’ll help me, father—you’re handier with tools than I—we can fix over my old sled into a hand-sleigh, and 1’l] push her up there.” “All that distance on those unbroken roads!” exclaimed his mother. “No, indeed,” returned Bob, “I'll go by the river. The skating is prime, and the ous live most as near the river as we 0.” “Good idea!” cried his father, ceiening at the plau hopefully. “If f was as goo a skater as I used ter be, I sh’dn’t mind the journey myself.” “Sure there isn’t any danger, father?” inquired Mrs. Stackridge. “Not a bit. I’ll see that the sled’s made strong, and with ordinary care, Milly can’t get hurt. Come, Bob, let’s take a look at it.” They went outside and down the path to the barn. The December sun shone possibly goup there? ” Chipman, to commence in two weeks, warm and bright; but the air was crisp, and the hard-trodden snow under the foot “Oh, I sha’n’t get tired, but if Milly is cold we'll stop at French Peter’s and get “LIKE A FLASH HE MOUNTED THE STEEP BANK.” warm, I’ll take care of her, mother, never fear.” : In accordance with Bob’s ideas, an early start was made, and Milly, wrapped warily, and comfortably reclining in the new alsigts, was brought down to the river. Mr. and Mrs. Stackridge watched them depart, and then returned to the house, while Bob, pushing his light burden before him, skated away up the ice-bound stream. ¥ The air was exceedingly cold, but his rapid exercise kept him warm. Before they had covered half the distance, how- ever, Milly began to complain of the prereitg wind, and they turned aside at rench Peter’s hut. French Peter was an old Canadian hunter, who had lived for years on the banks of the Penobscot, and had built himself a cabin near the river. It faced the stream, its slightly. slanted roof almost level with the top of the bank, and from the door the ground slanted down the ice. There was now a hard- beaten path in the snow leading to the door, and Bob had no trouble in pushing the sled up to the hut without removing his skates, His knock brought no response, and pushing open the door he found the cabin deserted. The usual neatness and order prevailed in the apartment, for the old Canadian prided himself on his housekeep- ing, and his dwelling was always pre- pared for company. But the owner was not at home, although a few smouldering brands on the hearth showed that he had not long been gone. Bob pushed the sled inside without hesitation, and throwing some wood on the fire, quickly blew it into a bright blaze. “Peter's gone off hunting, but he won’t mind if we do make ourselves at home,” said Bob. “He says that a man who lives in the wilderness has no right to keep his door locked against anybody, and so his is always left open when he’s away. After they had become thoroughly warmed they left the cabin and continued their ohne up the river, Milly enjoyed the ride immensely des- site the cold, and they arrived at the obles’ in high spirits. “This family was the Stackridges’ nearest neighbors, and Emily Noble was the only girl anywhere near eae, age within thirty miles. While Milly visited with Emily, Bob enjoyed himself with Henry Noble, a bo a trifle older than himself, rT if The two lads skated and coasted, while the little girls played and discussed dress- making for their “children” in the house. Bob and Henry enjoyed them selves so much that they were late to supper, and it was eignt o’clock be- fore the visitors departed. The distance from’ the house to the river was short. At the edge of the ice Bob halted and put on his skates, Then they started homeward, striking out into the middle » of the river, where it was ~ smoothest. The moon was rising over the tree-tops and the silvery light shining over the tree and snow-covered — shores made all as light as day. __ Objects were plainly vis- ible. Here and there an iso- lated tree upon the bank took on a ghostly appearance in its white mantle. As they moved swiftly down the river a sudden’ crashing in the bushes along the edge of the ice at their left, and just ahead of them, attracted their attention. Bob auickly stopped and listened intently to the sound. The next moment the bushes parted, and amid a shower of snow shaken from their branches a deer appear- ed upon the margin of the river. The animal was evi- dently searching for aplace to and walked lightly along the drink, Milly. “T wish I had a gun,” said Bob, in a low tone, while his sister softly clasped her hands together in de- light as they gazed upon the beau- tiful creature. Its oe motion was perfect grace, and forafew moments they watched itsilently. Suddenly some movement seemed to make it aware of their presence. It raised its head, and, gazing an instant at them, bounded off across the ice,-and pene the opposite shore, plunged into the woods and was lost to view. At the moment of its disappear- ance along-drawn cry, like the bay- ing of a dog, yet louder and fiercer, broke the stillness of the night. ‘The sound sent the blood tingling through Bob’s veins. It was the cry of a wolf. “Hear that dog,” said Milly, as with a startled exclamation her brother du the toe of his skate into the ice and starte swiftly down the river. “There must be soine hunters on the trail of that deer. Let’s stop and see them pass, Bob.” “I’m afraid you’ll—you’ll get cold if we stay here any longer,” replied Bob, huskily, redoubling hfs efforts as the how] of the wolf was oo repeated. Faster and faster he flew down the icy track, hoping that he might put a turn in the river between them and the wolves before the animals should catch sight of them. The creatures were not very plenty in this part of the country, but Bob had seen them once before, and the Maine timber wolf is to be dreaded even more than the wolves which infest the upper lake regions. Louder and yet louder grew the cries, and soon the whole pack took up the chorus. “Oh, there’s more than one dog,” said the unsuspicious Milly, and just as she spoke the pack broke cover and darted out upon the ice. (Continued on page. 1726.) ‘shore without noticing Bob and. the bed ‘Were any more direc- Goonp NEWS. 1721 (THIS STORY WILL NOT BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK-FORM.] Messenger No. 48; THE BOY DETECTIVE. BY JAMES OTIS, Author of “Down the Slope.” “Teddy's Venture,” “In the Bad Lands,” “The Golden Gants," “Through the Inland assage.” “The Treasure Seekers,” ” “Ohased Through Norway,” ete. { MESSENGER No. 48” was commenced in No. 105. Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents.] CHAPTER VII. A BOLD ATTEMPT, aT seems to be pretty hard to get rid ih of you,” the man said, with a grin as Jet stood in front of bim. “T can’t say its my fault.” “Parhaps not, and it shan’t be ours in the future. Where have you been?” oe to earn money enough to pay my way back home.” “We'll provide you a job here. If you behave yourself things won’t go so very bad; but there’ll be the very devil to pay if we find you trying to give us the slip.” “I shan’t stay any longer’n I can help,” Jet replied, stoutly. ° “We'll take goo! care that you can’t help it for some time. Sam, ~* take him up. stairs where the a NS Small press was; I reckon “7 he’ll be safe enough there; ///\j// and when Joe comes back //////)\\\\ turn the dogs loose.” yi “Then you an’ he’ll , have to be mighty care- / fulabout goin’ into the / yard, for they’ll tackle // either of you as quick - they would this “So much the better. We'll look out for Ourselves. There must be work done to-night, 80 pet ready for it while’you are up Stairs,” The fellow waited an instant as if to learn whether there tions to be given, and then. dragged Jet out through a. door which led to the apartments above. a L There were no stairs _// Connecting the first {; _ With the second story. A stout ladder afford- e ed_ the only means of ‘ ascent, and since Jet ‘Could. not make his Way up this while his ands were tied, his jailor was forced to re- Move the rope. “Now ‘get along; but ow you try to Play any tricks, for this a mighty unhealthy ane for anything of the aa Jet had no idea of attempt- hg to.escape while the odds Were so decidedly against him, and he obeyed meekly. The man conducted him toa Small room at the rear of the yy building, which looked as if it ad lately been used as a work- Shop, and there left him, after locking and barring the door from the Outside. Eee prisoner gazed around him. curi- ously. The apartment did not contain a single article of furniture. One small window admitted the light, and this was so eavily barred with wooden uprights that even with a sharp saw considerable time Would have been required for the pris- Oner to cut through. ‘ In one corner was a heap of dirt and fragments of paper; the floor was stained as if with ink, as were the walls of hewn boards. From the window the stable was all With the exception of trees, to be seen A more desolate spot could not well be Magined, and to add to its loneliness Was the fact that it must be many miles rom the nearest habitation. Jet bad no time to speculate upon his Own condition; the only thought in his _ Mind just then was. why these men chose © live in such a forsaken place. In an adjoining room he could hear Some person walking around _ briskly, evidently moving heavy articles from One spot to another, and from below Came the hum of conversation. Having nothing better to do, and still iitent on trying to learn the purpose for Which this house was intended, Jet began kicking away the pile of dirt. A bit of bright green attracted his tention, Picking it up he found to his great sur- prise and delight that it was a new ten dollar bill. The fact that it was unsigned escaped his notice. “Well, this isn’t so bad,” he said, in a tone of satisfaction. “If I ever do get away from this place I’ll have money enough to pay my fare to New York. I s'pose it belongs to them fellers; but I’m going to keep it, all the same, to even up for what they’ve done.” Now the dirt pile had great attrac- tions. 7)\ (in Al top, but, so far as he could judge, un- fastened. “JT don’t know as I should be any better off if Iwas up there: but. it won’t do much harm to make a try in that direc- tion after dark. A fellow ought to be able to shin up the window bars.” The more he thought of this possibility for escape the more simple did it seem, and he resolved on putting the plan into execution, That the dogs were outside ready to try conclusions with any stranger he under- stood very well; but it was useless to borrow trouble on this score until learn- ing whether there was a chance for him to descend to their level. “T don’t s’pose it’l]1 amount to anything more than gettin’ into the loft, an’ then coming down again; but it’s better than laying still,” he said, and from that time until sunset he remained at the window gazing out at the trees and the deep- mouthed guardians of the place. When, as nearly as he could judge, two hours had passed from the time of his arrival, the tall man drove up in a springless pager which was apparently filled with food and liquor. iif , ] i Gla: : Hh Uff AMATI the inspector, my boy, and we. don’t intend to give you one. There isn’t——” “Here, Bob! What's the use of chin- nin’ with that cub when the grub is ready. Come down, or I won’t answer that your share will be left.” This threat had the desired effect, for Bob went out of the room very quickly, taking good care, however, to lock and bolt the door behind him. The night came; Jet could no longer distinguish objects from the window, and the room was so dark that it was im- possible to see his way around. Crouching close by the window Jet heard the heavy tramp as the men came up stairs, and by the noises-he knew they had entered the apartment adjoin- ing his prison. The hum-of conversation came through the rough partition quite distinctly, and ina short time this was followed by a heavy thumping sound at regular inter- vals, It was as if the men were pounding with a wooden mallet, except that the blows were fully thirty seconds apart. Jet tried to guess what they were doing; but the effort was in vain. “What’s the use bothering about them,” he said, finally, to himself. “So long as they stay where they are, and don’t trouble me, I haven’t much right j to complain, though a fellow | would find it mighty hard in work to sleep in such a UO racket.” ie It was time to make his —===\ explorations if he proposed doing so before morning, and he arose to his feet. By the aid of. the window bars it was not a difficult matter for one as agile as he to clamber to the rafters Z vi f { i} above, and once there ‘SEND WORD TO THE INSPECTOR IN NEW YORK THAT DISTRICT MESSENGER No. 48 Is HERE, AND WANTS TO SEE HIM RIGHT AWAY.” He examined it closely, and had the satisfaction of finding a second bill exactly like the first. “These people must have plenty of money if they can afford to leave it around loose like this,” he said, as he placed the newly found wealth in his stocking directly beneath his foot. Quite a large quantity of plain paper in small strips was all that rewarded his further search among the dirt; but he did not think there was any cause for com- plaint on his part. “Twenty dollars will come pretty nigh settlin’ for all them fellers have done to me. Now let’s try to study up a plan for gettin’ out of this place. There must be some way.” A second examination of the window gave no encouragement, for his strength was not sufficient to force aside the bars. The boards of the floor, while not nailed with any remarkable care, defied all his attempts to remove them. Then he looked at the ceiling, which was composed only of the rafters with beams, poles and boards laid across the The load was taken into the house, the — stabled, and then the dogs were let oose, That they would be very disagreeable customers with whom to have any dis- pute could be well understood as they ran to and fro growling and snarling; and despite his resolve not to borrow trouble until he knew there was a possibility it would come, Jet could not prevent him- self from speculating upon what would oe if he suddenly appeared before em, It was nearly sunset before the door of his room. was opened, and then the short man entered, bringing several slices of raw bacon, half a loaf of bread, and a bottle of water. “T don’t count on havin’ you starve to death,” he said, as he placed the articles on the floor; “but you won't get enough to pie your health, I reckon. “Why don’t you let me go to New York? I haven’t done anything to harm ou.” “That is because you haven’t had much of achance as yet, except to talk with the remainder of the task was comparative- ly simple. Hanging by one arm = to the beams, with his disengaged hand he pulled away the loose timbers and boards from above until a passage was made for his body. Then raising himself by both hands he was soon standing where he could touch the roof of the building; but unable to see his sur- roundings because of the intense darkness. “I don’t see that I am much better off up here,” he muttered, grimly, as he walked cautiously along with- % out any very good idea = of what he expected to find. 4 Just then a twink- ling star was seen, and he discovered that one of the roof-boards was: badly rotted. _Now, there was some- thing tangible in the way of escape, and he eagerly began to tear away the decayed wood, laying the pieces gently on the flooring, until there was an apert- ure sufficiently large to admit of his passing through. An instant later he was seated astride the ridge-pole, looking down into the ydrd where the ferocious dogs were running wildly to and fro asif having already scented their rey. Now indeed was Jet at a loss to know: A what to do. Even if the animals had not been be- low he would have hesitated to leap from the roof of the building lest he should strike upon the barricade of cord-wood with which the house was surrounded. He must go down regardless of the many dangers, or return to the room where the men could murder him when- ever they felt so disposed, and after a few second's reflection he chose the former course. “There.is one chance of getting away from the dogs, an’ no show whatever that I'l) ever leave here alive unless I go now,” he said, to himself. Clutching at the rough boards literally with his finger-nails, he slid slowly down toward the edge of the roof at a point farthest from the stable. He could see the wall of wood directly beneath him, and hear the low growling of the dogs as they sniffed the air to dis- cover the cause of the sounds which had aroused their suspicions. To remain very long deliberating would be to run the risk of the animals giving an alarm, and Jet gathered himself for a spring. oe all his strength in order to clear the obstacle, he leaped. The ends of the cord-wood just grazed 1722 GOooD NEWS. his clothing as he passed over them, and Jet struck the soft ground, which gave forth no warning sound to those who were in the building, on that side of the clearing where the trees were nearest. He was unhurt, although badly shaken up, and would have started at full speed to gain the partial shelter of the forest, but for the fact that just then a heavy body leaped over the barricade. It was one of the dogs, and Jet knew — must now fight desperately if he would ive. A stick of wood about as thick as his wrist was the first weapon which came to his hand as he clutched at the top of the pile to draw himself up, and with this he awaited in silence the onset. CHAPTER VIII. AN ARREST. if-even if he should come off victori- ous in this battle With the dog, and in so doing make sufticient noise to be heard by the inmates of the house, all his efforts would have been in vain. Although the moon had not yet risen, the light of the stars permitted the boy to see his antagonist, who, on first striking the ground on the outside of the barricade, stood for an instant as if at a loss to locate the intruder. Jet thought it possible he might yet escape, and started toward the shelter of the trees; but the sound of his footsteps soon told the brute where to look for his x understood only too well that rey. , With a low, angry yelp he turned, standing motionless a few seconds, dur- ing which time Jet continued to back farther away from the house in order that there might be less chance the noise of the conflict would be overheard. Then the dog crouched for a_ spring, and Jet, every muscle strained to its ‘utmost tension, stood ready to receive him, The battle was short. While the dog was yet in the air Jet struck out with the heavy stick, and his aim was perfect. The club fell squarely on the brute's head, crushing the skull as if it had been an egg-shell, and without so much as a moan the dog dropped dead. There was yet another to be met, but so far he had not made his presence known save by angry barks, and’ Jet ran for the woods wit all speed. He gained the shelter of the trees and paused for an instant to look back. If he must meet the companion of the animal he had killed it would be better to do so at the edge of the undergrowth where he could have a fair view of his antagonist, rather than fight in the dark- ness where the branches would obstruct his movements. No.sound came from the inmates of the house to show that they had been alarmed, From the window of the room where Jet. had heard them moving about a bright light could be seen, and what seemed pat strange, considering the fact that the night was far from cold, the men had built such a roaring fire that the sparks were coming from the chimney in wreaths. Even where he stood Jet could hear those dull, heavy blows at regular inter- vals, which, since it proved their work had not been interrupted, showed that the men had no idea their prisoner was making his escape. The remaining dog was rushing to and fro barking furiously; but, contrary to Jet’s expectations, he did not leap over the barrier. “I don’t reckon there’s any use waiting longer for him. It will be better to take my chances of fighting among the trees than to stay until those fellows come With this thought in his mind Jet started at a sop pace through the woods, exerting himself to the utmost to keep ever before him the direction of the morning’s journey. The bread and bacon he had put in his pocket before attempting the escape, and now as he made his way through the underbrush he ate leisurely, for strength was the one thing needful for the success- ful completion of the task, and to retain this; food was essential. More than once he fell over the trunk of a tree, or was thrown by the vines which caught his feet as ina snare; but each time he arose to his feet undismayed, and the weary tramp was continued with- out a halt until considerably past mid- night, when he had arrived at the rail- road track. With plenty of money in his pocket there was no thought of walking any farther than necessary, and Jet’s only desire was to find a depot. By continuing on half an hour longer in a direction opposite the one taken by him when he met the three apparent tamps, the boy found that for which he sought. The night train would be along in ten minutes, so the station-agent said, and Jet bought a ticket for Albany. He had. been tempted to change one of the ten-dollar bills for this purpose; but decided not to do so after realizing that it might be imprudent to display so much money. Of the amount given him by the man- ager of the minstrel company he had enough left to pay for a passage and pur- chase something to eat in the morning, consequently there was no necessity of using that which he had found. Of the journey to Albany he’ knew absolutely Hoteles The long tramp had given him an over- powering desire for sleep, and the. soft seat was rest-inviting, therefore in less than five minutes from the time he boarded the train his eyes were closed in slumber. On arriving at his destination one .of the brakemen awakened him with a vig- orous shaking, which would have done credit to a giant’s strength, and he went out into the early morning air decidedly refreshed. His plans had all been laid ie the tramp through the woods, and he knew exactly what to do. First breakfast was necessary, and this important duty he attended to without delay, spending therefor the last of his change. it_was six o’clock when he arrived at the Hudson River depot, and learned that a train for New York would leave in a short time. “Give me a ticket,” he said, producing one of the bills found in the house from which he had escaped, é * The ticket-seller took the money, looked at it scrutinizingly for an instant, and then at the boy. “Where did you get this?” he asked. “Out on the road a piece. Don’t think I stole it, do you?” “Tell me where you got it.” “T don’t know. It wasn’t any town, an’ I ain’t acquainted ’round this way.” “Who gave it to you?” ; “A man.” “Did you earn it?” “Say, mister, what’s the matter?” and now Jet began to be alarmed, for the ticket-agent looked very stern, Instead of replying the man beckoned to an officer who was standing near by, and said, in a low tone: : “Take this boy on a charge of passing counterfeit money. I will be up to make a complaint as soon as I sage ve away.” “Come with me,” and the oflicer laid his hand heavily on Jet’s shoulder. “What’s the matter?” Jet asked, as he tried to release himself, but succeeded only in getting such a choking as nearly deprived him of breath. “You'd better come along without any trouble, for I don’t want to club a little shaver like you.” “But I’m going to New York, ani’ that man has got my money.” “T reckon you won't awhile.” “Tell me what business you’ye got to haul me off like this?” “You'll find out soon enough.” By this time quite a crowd had begun to gather, and realizing that it would be useless to make any further objections, Jet added: “Let up on my collar a little so’s I can breathe, an’ I’1l go along peaceable.” The officer did as he had been re- en but not to such an extent that t need it yet ere was any danger his prisoner would | have an opportunity to escape, and the two walked rapidly along the street fol- lowed by a throng of boys. At the police station Jet was led in front of a high desk, and the officer said, in reply to a question from the sergeant; “Charged by the ticket-seller at the depot with passing counterfeit money.” The small prisoner was asked his name, age, and place of residence, to all of which he made truthful answers, and then he was searched thoroughly. As a matter of course this could only result in the finding of the second bill, and the sergeans said, severely: “T reckon this isn’t his first offense of the same kind. Who sent you out to pass that money, my boy?” Jet hesitated. He had believed it would be possible for him to give such information to the inspector as would result in the arrest of the murderers, and was not willing to tell these officers the whole story. “T didn’t know the money was bad,” he said, after a brief time of reflection, “Is that the only reason why you are going to keep me here?” “Before the business is ended you’ll find that to be serious enough,” “But is it ali?” “Yes.” “Then will you send word to the inspector in New York that District Messenger No. 48 is here, and wants to see him right away?” “So! You’re the boy who is wanted so badly in New York, eh?” “T don’t know anything about that; but I must see the inspector mighty soon or it’ll be too late.” “Too late for what?” “That's jest what I can’t tell you.” “Tt may be possible I-shall make you.” “You can try; but it -won’t be any use, — I won’t say a word to anybody but nim.” “He has nothing to do with this case of passing counterfeit money.” “T know it; but there’s somethin’ else of a good deal more importance that he’s got a finger in. It don’t make any differ- ence to me about the money, for I’ve ao nothin’ wrong, however you try to Exige. Jet spoke in such a tone of indepenc- ence that the sergeant would have made him feel the weight of his authority but for the fact that word had been sent out from the New York Police Headquarters in such a peculiar manner as to leave no doubt of the boy’s being an important prisoner or witness, and he could not well decline to grant the request. “You may think to get out of the scrape by playing this game; but I promise you’ll be in a worse box than ever if the inspector don’t like your message.” “ll run the risk,” Jet replied, calmly, feeling that his arrest would be-a matter of but little moment if through it he should be able to communicate with the inspector before the men in the woods would have time to get away. “Tt would be much better if you con- fided in me, for just at present you are ina disagreeable position, and could do considerable toward helping you.” “We'll let things go as they are, providin’ you let the inspector know I’ve got to see him right away,” Jet replied, and the sergeant could not well continue the conversation. The small prisoner was confined in one of the cells; but due care was taken in regard to his comfort, for by this time all in the station had begun to look upon him as a very important person. Jet was not disturbed because of the fact that he had been arrested on a charge of passing counterfeit money; already he -had a shrewd suspicion as to the value of his discoveries, and felt quite certain he would receive a warm and friendly reception from the inspector. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ———_—__+- ee —__—. HE SHOT THE DAM. BY MAX ADELER. ies AST summer Peter Lainb spent his vacation in making a voyage in a <—/ canoe down the Susquehanna River G=” from Wilkesbarre, Pa. The only obstacles to complete enjoyment were numerous dams which obstruct the stream, and around which it is customary for the voyagers to carry their canoes. And of the first of these encountered by Peter was the dam at Nanticoke. This has in the middle of it an enormous shute, through which the water rushes upon an inclined plane, so as to permit the huge rafts which descend the stream to float down. Just before reaching” the dam Peter paddled in to shore and interviewed a native respecting the condition of that shute. “Do you think I can shoot the dam in this canoe?” asked Peter. “Welt, I should think you could,” re- plied the man. “No trouble about getting through” “T guess not. I never heard of anybody having any.” “Did anybody ever go through in a canoe” “Oh, yes; there was a feller here last month went down abooming.” “What did he say about it” “Said nothing.” “Didn't seem scared” “No; after he went through he was as calm as a baby.” Then Peter resolved that he would try it. He paddled out to the channel, and made for the shute. Pretty soon he got into the current, and the canoe began to acquire frightful velocity. Then he thought he would give it up and haul the canoe around on dry land; but the cur- rent was too strong for him, and the only thing he could do was to keep the boat’s bow on and let it go, By the time the head of the shute was reached the canoe was making about four hundred miles an hour, and the next moment it was sliding down that watery hill like a flash of lightning. When it struck the river below, it shot beneath the surface, earrying Mr. Lamb with it, and for a second or two he could feel himself pro- ceeding under water at a high rate of speed, Then he lost consciousness. When he revived he found that some- body had hold of his legs and was rolling him on a barrel, while close at hand lay his canoe, with a hole stove in her bot- tom, and his trousers with the point of a boat-hook fastened in the seat..Then they sat him up, and as soon ashe seemed comfortable, the native who had given him the information about the dam came up and said: “Two dollars, please.” “Two—two—why, what—two dollars for what?” “For rescuing you from a watery grave, The regular charge.” “Why, you told meI could shoot the dam.” “Well, you did shoot it, didn’t you?” “And you said that other man last month did it safely.” “Oh, no! What I said was that he was calm after he went through. Andso he was. He was awful calm, because his pants were so tender they wouldn’t hold the boat-hook, and when we ketched him he was dead.” “Well, why in thunder didn’t you tell me it was so dangerous, you scoundrel?” “Young man, don’t use those harsh words. Why didn’t I tell you? I did give you all the information you asked for; and, besides, I make my living fishing fellers out, and really now, look at the thing fair, and you’ll admit I can’t be taking the bread out of my mouth by beg- ging such fellers as you to get out and walk; now can I?” Then Peter broke in the ribs of his canoe and went home in the cars. He will take his next voyage on some river that has never been dammed. —_—__+-e-_____ PRESENCE OF MIND, I was staying with some friends in India when the following incident occurred: One evening, in the middle of dinner (to which a large party had sat down), we were talking and laughing merrily when all of a sudden, our host, a middle-aged man, put up his hand, and with eyes starting out of his head, said in a sepulchral voice, “For Heaven’s sake stop talking and don’t stir!” and then he asked the lady seated next to him for a pencil and piece of paper, which she gave him, and he instantly began writing as fast as he could upon it. ell knowing that there was insanity in the family, we all thought the poor man was on the verge of an attack, and began lvoking uneasily from one to another, wondering what next would happen, when our host ceased his writ- ing, and, pushing the paper across to Mr. S., begged him, still in the same subdued aeehanar to put his signature to it. Hardly had Mr, S. began to sign when up jumps our host, bringing his heel down upon the es with a thud heavy enough to shake a house, at the same time, exclaiming, “Thank Heaven, I am safe!” and then we found to our horror and amazement, that while sitting at the - table he had felt something crawling up his leg, and knew it to be one of those snakes, whose bite is certain death; so he had drawn his trousers tightly round his knee that the creature could not get any higher, and it had then turned round and wound itself slowly down again. He had watched to see its head well upon the floor, when he had brought his heel down upon it, and crushed its life out, thus, by most extraordinary presence of mind, saving his life. ‘he paper he wrote was his will, which is still in the keeping of my friend. ——___+- + ___ SHARK-FISHING. The natives of Norway and Iceland make a business of sharking. Vessels of from twenty to thirty tons are used, and. they carry a crew of about eight men. When a favorite place is reached, the anchor is thrown over, and three or four lines are made ready. To these are attached sinkers which weigh from eight to ten pounds. Below the sinker is a chain to which the great hook ‘is attached. This is baited with seal fat or horseflesh, which has been preserved for the purpose when fresh bait cannct be obtained. As soon as the creature is hooked and hauled alongside, a knife with a long handle and a blade two feet in length is lunged into his back. By still larger Foss he is made fast to the vessel, and the liver is taken out, cut into pieces, and thrown into barrels having perfor- ated hottoms, so that the blood and water can pass off freely. One barre! of livers will make about five-eighths of a barrel of oil, worth ten dollars a barrel. Unless the fish is to be preserved, or the skin saved for the man- ufacture of leather, the shark is set adrift as soon as the liver is taken out, to become food for his hungry brethren. —_—__ + - oe —-- — VioLteT INK.—Boil sixteen ounces of logwood in three quarts of rain water to three pints, add three ounces of clean gum arabic and five ounces of alum. (powered). Shake till well dissolved. It would be well to strain through a wire sieve, ln Base “Sw Oo RO RASS eeoor Pee oe Oro OT eo wy ae een Sea 6S Se oe a Oe ee ee ae ee ea a ow Qnw OM =F GOoOoD NEWS. 1723 (This Story wil! not be Published in Book-Form,] TOM HAVENS WITH THE WHITE SQUADRON pai Seer By LIEUT. JAS. K. ORTON. Author of “Between the Lines,” ““Beach-Boy Joe,” ete. ae (“Tom Havens” was commenced in No. 93. Back _ Rumbers can be obtained of all News Agents]. Surface nal th: the | the ¥ “large Tom stated his desire to have an your reque: Soon aah a eavin tionin _ the 8 Je ae CHAPTER XXXI. MAROONED, OM had no intention of remaining idle until the admiral should sen or him, and therefore, as soon as the Dolphin was brought to the € he sounded the whistle as a sig- fi at he wished to communicate with eet, n a few moments a boat was sent from orktown, and to the officer in anterview with the admiral at the earli- St Possible moment. with, orders were to ask you to go back me,” the officer replied, “therefore st is likely to be granted as é return.” Harvey in charge, and cau- rry to keep close watch over Prisoners lest they should attempt to es EtESU Cae by swimming ashore, now that the _ info; j way to tnediately, and an officer led the A time for st ; S aire is scill disabled, sir,” the’ ad- 7 wheludin 7 ness qmiessing that he had pleaded ill- BE thr : Such them was so near at delivering r up to the authorities Bas id, Tom On arriy i ing at the Yorktown he was med that the admiral would receive the main’ cabin. Udge from the signal that your ent Said, as Tom entered the apart- ie is in perfect condition, sir; but My a couple of prisoners to transfer, ip.” Whom is a deserter from this €n Tom told of all that had occurred, & his finding of the pirate’s will, “ we @ opotder to search for the treasure. me (wees the admiral the original docu- ish, }, and as the latter could read Span- eh ] 1 ing the oi aaa in understand- S was f i je hands, you say?” nd in the skeleton's “TE Sir,” Must have been protected from the wate ater on Some way.” 4S in a small iron box or casket,” ie ; tigagrePlied, and then thinking the inves- Pecteq Might result in his being sus- COnfesgeg fa &ssed to eeping something back, he having found the jewels. ‘got the discovered the Sparrowhawk and 5 thérer Sket before you told us about Y right Ore claim to own the valuables “ of discovery.” right, me ho intention of disputing your yourg, "¥ dear sir. They are undouvtédly NO treagy, YOU quite certain’ there was this qa at the place designated in “ qoument 9 © not believe any will be found 1 yw e foun is by, oe deserters were digging; but it the hee ens positive that ms were at Spot. The pine trees which were Se the year 1741 must have de- found th Ng before this, and we probably Same tee that have since grown in the Sition. Besides, having no Measuring the distance, I can- ether we went two miles or the bar,” at advise you to make another hen’ future time,” the admiral iusingly. “Now, in regard to Ward, wrecked the schooner and hink _feserted from this ship. Do y Mahaney can be taken readily?” done, i ing a large force it might be Ser wij)’. t YOu wait a short time, hun- Meanwhije them to surrender. In the those h © what is to be done regarding “What Were marooned?” i Th ould you suggest?” Mmedjn sme One be sent to their relief “ lately.” Ot sg, aoe from Searcy wa said ” a would like to be the messen- tone, admiral asked, in a meaning Yes > Sir.” “ ve >» Was the prompt reply. “I meq own that the Dolphin is “all 1 nly 12, 9 be, and by remaining she : - used asa diving bell, when jewel. really among the war vessels. time 8 found more than repay us for > an if ‘you choose to release us ate arter, no remuneration, save as have been-put on. board, oy 2Sked for.” Money oy Willing to lose the contract at ig we Sake of freedom?” ft What S exactly the case. You know Ore nothin” paséin is capable, there- Pu 3 28 in the way of experimental ; il) “88 be gained.” you agree to make another shall he charter within the next thirty days: if I should so desire?” “Yes, sir.” “Very well. Your prisoners shall be removed at once, although I doubt if I have authority to hold the Spaniard, and you are to start at once for the Rebecca Shoal. If the marooned officers are found there, carry them to any near-by port they may elect, and then you are free, but I shall unguestionably keep you to your promise before many days.” Tom was delighted with his success, and after thanking the admiral, returned to the Dolphin, where he gladdened the hearts of his companions by informing them that the steamer was no longer a portion of the White Squadron. An hour later the prisoners were taken from the Dolphin by an armed crew, d | and, unwilling to longer delay the errand of mercy, Tom got his craft under way, headed for the Florida reefs, All hands acted like school-boys start- ing on a vacation. They moved about cheerily, seemed never to tire of congrat- ulating each ovher on Tom’s success dur- ing the interview with the admiral, and otherwise behaved in a most extravagant manner. Why this should have been so no one could explain exactly, They had not been forced to undego any hardships, had vir- tually been their own masters, and were not obliged to do an excessive amount of work, It was probably the fact of being under orders, unable to go’or come without asking permission that caused a sense of restraint which it was very pleasant to leave behind. Sweetness was ordered to cook “thanks- giving meals” until he insisted that. there would be:a famine on board “’less dis yere fool bizness got er. stop,” and. after a while the party settled down into the regular groove once more. Tom held the little steamer steadily on her course at the best possible. speed, and in due course of time the Rebecca Shoal was sighted. All three of the officers were in the tower when Tom announced that they were within a few miles of the desolate place; but the land was so low on the water that the. Dolphin approached within a couple of miles, before the watchers sighted it, Jerry was the first to make the discoy- ery, and shortly after a dense smoke was seen rising, while men ran to and fro on the beach trying to-attract. attention by waving their outer garments, “The poor fellows are afraid we don’t see them,” Tom said, as he sounded the whistle to assure the unhappy. sailors that they would soon be released, and half an hour later the Dolphin’s bow was restingon the'sand of a small indentation of the shore sheltered from the surf. By wading waist-deep the marooned men were able to clamber. on board, and their joy at having been. rescued was so ane as to be enont pene They laughed, all tried to talk at the same time, and finally wound up by weeping hysterically, from which condi- tion of mind they were relieved by Sweet- ness, who whispered to Tom: “T lows dat acup ob coffee, an some ob your tanksgibin’ lay-out would do de crowd a pow’ful lot ob good.” “You are right;,. get them a. hearty meal, and call me when it is Taaay. | Joppa contributed -his mite by offering ipes and. tobacco, and by the time the Deiphin was well clear of the land once more the rescued were looking and_ act- ingse rational beings. V/hen Sweetness’ portion of the enter- taining had. come to an end, the captain of the Sparrowhawk offered to tell his story, and the crew of the steamer lis- tened attentively, although they were already acquainted with the main facts. “The men who: mutinied were shipped at Cedar Keys,” he said, “to take the place of a former crew who w2re down with a fever. From the first day of leay- ing port we had trouble with them, They began by complaining of the food, although it was the same as that served in the cabin, and only by a liberal use of sate could we force them to do their uty. “This should have put me on my guard; but I never fancied they would go so far as downright mutiny, and when it did come we were unprepared. I was asleep; the second mate had charge of the deck, and the first I knew of trouble was when the man Barney stood over me with a revolver, Resistance was useless, more especially since the only weapon I owned was in my chest, and I followed him on deck‘ where I found the. other officers lashed to the masts. “The second officer had been knocked down while lighting his pipe under the lee of the galley, and the first mate and cook were surprised in the same manner as I had been. Asa matter of course we were powerless, and the mutineers had things their own way. Barney insisted that we should be killed; but the others were more merciful, and it was finally agreed to maroon us upon the nearest cay outside the track of vessels. They landed us without an ounce of provisions, and but for the man Ben, we should have been set ashore with nothing to quench our thirst. He insisted on giving us water, threatening the. others if it was not done, and through him our: lives have been spared, for otherwise we would have died from thirst.” “How did you manage to get food?” Jerry asked. “We found several turtles, and a quan- tity of eggs; but not enough to sustain life very long. After a time we were willing to eat anything, and even land crabs were considered a delicacy. This morning the last morsel was consumed, and we hunted so persistently that every living thing had disappeared. Two days later and you would have found four dead bodies, for when the sun rose I did not think I should be alive to see it set.” “Couldn’t you rig up a raft? The Rebecca Shoals are not far from the other cays but that a voyage might be made even on a plank.” “There is not. so much as a tree on the reef, as you must have seen. If there had been, one of us would have set out in the hope of reaching some more _ hospit- able place. The sailor, Ben, tried to per- suade his companions into leaving us on an island from which we could eventu- ally reach the main land, but the others overruled him. Barney proposed to. kill us at once, and that would have been the most humane method of disposing of us; but the others ‘insisted while they could not afford to take the chances of our appearing against them as witnesses, murder was not to be thought of, there- fore we were left to what was supposed by all would be a lingering death, for it is seldom, save during the turtling sea- son, that vessels come so near the reef.” Then ‘Tom explained how it happened that the Dolphin had come to the rescue, and the master of the Sparrowhawk said devoutly: , “Tt was ordained by God that our lives should be saved, and through you. May the blessing of those who would other- wise have been widowed and fatherless be upon you forever.” CHAPTER XXXII. AT ANCHOR HE run to New York was made without incident. The schooner Sparrowhawk had sailed from that port. and the officers preferred to remain there, rather than be landed elsewhere. Such an accession of passengers caused the crew of the Dolphin considerable discomfort. owing to the limited accom- modations aboard. the submarine steamer; but uo one thought of com- plaining. 2 As. Tom said, “the rescue of those who had been marooned was of greater value than all the ingots and silver taken from the hulk of the pirates’ craft.” When the steamer reached Staten Island. the officers were landed in the night, after promising that they would not reveal the secret of the submarine boat,, for Tom proposed to keev his invention from the general public until he should succeed in selling it to the overnment, or decide to retain it for imself and his friends who had rendered such important assistance both in the building and running of the craft, Then she was run toa certain anchor- age which we are not at*present allowed to reveal, and there the profits of the voyage were ascertained, he jewels were entrusted to a cutter of precious stones, and the ingots taken to the United States Mint; but without explanation as to where either had been found, Ten days later the officers of the Dol- phin met in a room at the Astor House, and to them Tom read the following: “Value of jewels as ee for and received by this check, $7,681.00. “Ingots, as per accompanying draft, $5, 423.90, “Making a grand total of $13,104.00. “Now I propose the following distribu- tion,” he continued, “and if \ou fellows have any objections make them now, or forever hereafter hold. your peace. To Dunker and Joppa we will give five hun- dred dollars each; Sweetness shall have two hundred, and we will divide the remainder GABA y between ourselves; a certain sum, to be agreed upon later, shall be set aside as expenses for the next voyage, which I hope will be begun in two or three weeks, providing the admiral does not in the meantime hold me to my promise,” “But the steamer, or you as her owner, should come in for the lion’s share, for without her we could have done noth- ing, ” Harvey replied. You fellows helped build her, and have taken all the chances on the trial trip, therefore she counts for nothing in this division,” Tom said, decidedly, and although his companions insisted strongly, he would not reconsider his determiination, therefore the wealth recovefed from the bottom of the sea was distributed as originally devised by him. The three were now partners in any enterprise which might be agreed upon, and it was resolved that Dunker, Joppa, and Sweetness be kept on board at reg- ular wages during such times as they might elect to remain ashore. It is necessary to take leave of the young captain and his friends, for this yarn, begun on the water, should by all precidents, be brought to an end when it must be transferred to the Jand. It is possible, however, to give a few particulars concerning some of the char- acters who have been introduced, notably the. mutineers and deserters who were left on the coast in the vicinity of the River Sibun. In order to be revenged on his mates who had tried so hard to kill him. after he fell into Tom’s hands; the sailor, Ben, made a clean breast in regard to the mutiny on the schooner Sparrowhawk, and the subsequent scuttling of that craft. This information was sufficient to cause the admiral to send a force on shore in search of the deserters, and after two days’ hard labor of traveling through the pines, the three were captured. The Spaniard was set at liberty because there was really no charge against him; but the others were brought to this country and tried for their crimes. In view of the fact that Ben had turned State’s evidence, and also because he was the only one who had tried to assist the officers of the Sparrowhawk in the way of prone ing them with provisions, he was allowed to go free after the four months of imprisonment during which he was held prior to the trial. The others were sentenced to prison for a term of ten years, and there they are this day unless death has interfered to send them before a higher Judge. As tothe heirs of Francis Atwood, men- tioned in the pirate’s will, the officers of the Dolphin are doing their best to find them, and if. the attempt is successful they will receive a copy of the document found in the fleshless hand of him who scuttled the brig Sparrowhawk and thus consigned himself and his prisoners to a watery grave. , Tom believes that he will eventually be successful in this work, and not until then, as he and _ his friends all insist, shall an attempt be made by them to discover the alleged byried treasure. Regarding the White Squadron there is no necessity to say anything, for every fellow who reads the daily papers knows where it is at present, and some day the lieutenant and the surgeon whom: Tom, Harvey and Jerry look upon as_ personal friends, may again be met in _ these columns. (THE END.) A new story next week, entitled Stealing a Steamer; or, The Log of the Brig Ter- ror, by Waurer Morris.] ERTS Fc Fad? SER WHY HORSES RUB EACH OTHER’S NECKS, It is notorious that horses have a thin and very sensitive skin. This makes them suffer greatly from any cause of irritation, such as the bite of flies, or itching due to imperfect grooming. As far as they can, they relieve themselves by biting and swishing their tails, But, caution. they cannot reach all parts. of their bodies, and therefore get each other to perform the friendly office for them, just as cats invite each other to help in the operation of washing. In horses this habit develops friendship, which the express by putting their heads over eac other's necks, as though they were groom- ing each other. ——___—_-—-0—e—___ DO ANIMALS BLUSH. Several of the higher apes share with a man the involuntary habit of blushing. The blush of an ape extends over a larger persia of the body than that of a buman eing. Any sudden shock, or pleasure, or surprise, ora fit of anger will bring out a vivid blush on the face of an ape. It may be said that all animals which perpree through the skin are more or ess capable of blushing, for a flush on the skin is simply the result of a rush of blood, due to relaxation of the muscles controlling the vessels underlying the skin. ———__+- + ____ A LAMP may be lighted with a piece of ice. A small piece of metallic potassium is laid on the wick and touched with the ice, when the water immediately pro- duces a flame. This is due to the pro- perty of this metal to oxidize with ancoraing rapidity on contact with water. This curious experiment is to be made with great caution, as if too much of the potassium is used an explosion will take place, 1724 Goonp NEWS. UNCLE SAM’S JACK TARS; OR, A Plucky Pair on Board the Minnesota, By ENRIQUE H. LEWIS. ——+--— (“UNCLE Sam’s JACK TARs” was commenced in No. 100 Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents). ——-+——_ CHAPTER XIX, ABANDONED. io HEN Phil recognized his former WY, acquaintances, the Ashleys, as : the cutter approached the dis- abled bark, he could hardly believe his eyes. He had last seen Jerrold and Edith installed in a hotel on the Island of Madeira, and now to run across them on a@wreck in southern latitudes was sur- prising to say the least. He had little time to ponder over it, as the boat was almost alongside, and Ash- ley was in the act of heaving a rope to them. The young officer shouted to Foster to stand by and catch it, as he was pulling bow oar, but just as the coil left Jerrold’s hand, a huge green wave struck the cutter, and dashed her with terrific force against the towering side of the vessel. In an instant all hands were struggling in the boiling water, amid the shat- tered fragments of their little craft. The catastrophe.was so sudden and unexpected that none realized what had happened until the sea closed about them. Then followed a desperate fight for life. Phil, in his blind clutching for support on regaining the surface, luckily caught hold of the rope that Jerrold had thrown, and hung to it until the latter, by great exertion, hauled him up far enough to grasp the rail. He was quickly on deck, and with a burried word of recognition to the Ashleys, turned to see what had become of the rest. The middy was just floating past the quarter, his white face set with an expression of terror and pitiful appeal toward the ship, and Foster saw with an aching heart that he was beyond all help. But nearer at hand, buriea in the smother of a crested billow, were Dick and Gorman, bravely battling the cruel waters. The long heavy surge of the rapidly moving seas was carrying them to leeward, and Phil, with an encourag- ing shout, seizing the bight of a half. inch coil lying near his feet, hurled it with a powerful effort directly over their heads. As the whirling folds settled, both grasped it simultaneously and were quickly hauled to the side by the united efforts of Jerrold and Foster. Then it was only the work of a minute to reach the deck as the old-fashioned chains were but a few feet above the water, and offered a convenient foothold. The two lads were completely ex- hausted by their struggles, and staggered ane men as they attempted to walk. “Lie down a bit and you will soon be all right,” advised Ashley, but Dick shook his head, and pointing over the side, gasped: “The others.” ek, But Phil had long since devoted his attention to that work. He had again mounted the low bulwarks, and was looking closely into the foaming waste. The officer had disappeared, swallowed up by the remorseless ocean, and with him all the rest. Of the crew that had left their vessel but a brief hour before, only three were now alive, and they had but a helpless wreck between them and the same fate. " Suddenly Foster thought of the cruiser, and straining his eyes in the direction she had last been seen discerned nothing save a black mass of smoky mist. As the full meaning of the dreadful calam- ity flashed upon him, he sprang down to where the others were standing and cried “The Vandalia! the Vandalia!” At the exclamation from their alarmed companion, all turned their attention to ‘the sea, and then realized what he meant. “She is gone,” groaned. Gorman, turn- ing pale to the very lips, and sinking down, he buried his face in his hands. At, this announcement, Edith, who had been standing in the shelter of the after cabin, came forward, and clasped her brother around the neck. ; “Oh, this is too dreadful,” she sobbed, bursting into a passion of tears. “Cheer up, Edith; don’t ia: way like this,” replied Jerrold. “She has only been hidden from our sight by the heay weather, and in all probability we will see her again in a few minutes. Go inside, dear.” The girl silently turned, and entered the open door. There had been no attempt at explanations as yet, because the continued action since the cutter had sunk allowed no opportunity, and none felt; inclined to do anything but think of the present. It was a moment of extreme peril. By this time the wind had risen until a regular gale whistled through the cordage overhead, and the hulk wallowed about in unsteady lurches, shipping water over the bulwarks at every roll. The lowering sky was of a deep leaden hue, and detached masses of somber clouds scurried before the sharp blasts. Away off to windward a curious patch of light, apparently no larger than a man’s hand, appeared, and the boys had hardly time to reach the cabin before a — burst upon the vessel with terrific ury. A darkness as of night fell upon the scene, Only broken by an occasional glare of lightning which came in blinding sheets of flame, leaving a peculiar retlec- tion or afterglow in its intensity. Phil, with a presence of mind rarely found in one of his age, had hardly left the deck before he thought of the results that might follow if the ship was allowed to remain without a directing hand at the wheel. Shouting to the rest a brief explanation, he passed quickly out into tae howling tempest and cling- ing to anything that offered, fought his way to the stern. It was not a minute too soon. The gale was blowing with a fierceness that forced the bark almost on her beam ends, and as she felt the blast, a strong, quivering grind of the timbers ran fore and aft. Foster caught hold of the spokes and tried to throw the wheel over, but it was impossible. The enormous waves dashing against the rudder tore it from his grasp before it had revolved half a turn, and the lad strained and tugged in his efforts without avail. Just as he was about to give up in dispair, Jerrold and Dick scrambled aft, and the united exertions of the three got the bark before the wind. For full two hours the storm raged with no signs of abatement. The crash of falling spars, and the sharp rendering sounds overhead mingled with the thun- derous boom of mountainous seas as they broached clear over the forward deck. At last the boys noticed that the wind was only roe in fitful gusts, but the cessation was followed by a downpour of rain tropical in its severity. Like all such squalls, it only continued a short time, and then a slight breaking of the clouds to windward showed that better weather was to be expected. The im- eee curtain of mist also lifted a ittle and leaving the helm to the others, Phil climbed up the mizzen rigging to search for the Vandalia. From his elevated position, he could see for miles around, and shaping his hands like a telescope, he gazed long and earnestly toward every point of the com- pass. The angry waves stretched with- out a break clear to where a blurred line of horizon showed faintly in the distance, Not a si of anything else was Wethin the limits of his vision. Only a track- less waste of waters of which the bark was the center, and the only object. With a sigh he turned his attention inboard, and looked upon a scene of inde- scribable confusion. The decks were one mass of rubbish. Broken Arse, torn sails, splintered fragments off the “deck- house and galley, and a perfect snarl of twisted ropes and stays. Aloft the wreckage was almost as bad. The main HoPRee mast had been car- ried away, but aes by its stays over the starboard side thumping vio- lently with every roll; the lower fore- seysalt was still attached to the ring- bolts, a fringe of shaking ribbons, and farther forward the jib-boom had entirely disappeared, leaving the stumpy bow- sprit almost buried in a tangled havoc of cordage. Directing his gaze again below he saw that the port bulwark forward of the waist was gone, broken off level with the deck, aad now and then a movement of the hull would send a green spurt of water sheer over the forecastle. Directly beneath him, he noticed for the first time that a yawl boat was still suspended over the stern, evidently so securely lashed that the force of the waves had not. been able to penny it away, and although considerably battered it still looked ft for use. This last was a welcome sight, and plans for leaving their present quarters were already forming in his brain. The boat would come in extremely handy if they made land, or the bark showed an indications of sinking. She had evi- dently passed through a frightful tornado before they came on board, and although the hull seemed but little damaged, the last gale might have strained some tim- ber, which would speedily develop into a leak. As the thought struck him he resolved to ascertain immediately the extent of injury she had received, and returned to the deck. CHAPTER XX, GORMAN’S REFORMATION, G ID you see anything of the Van- dalia?” asked both Jerrold and Dick, in a breath, as Phil jumped down from the mizzen shrouds. “Not a splinter,” replied the lad. “The ocean is as bare as a mill pond in every direction. It seems queer that she van- ished so quickly. The gale didn’t last very long, and they must have known their position this morning.” “Maybe she went down,” ventured Ash- ley. “Such accidents have occurred be- fore to men-of-war. There was the Eng- lish Captain that was lost in the Bay of Biscay, and lots of other similar cases.” “That was under different circum- stances,” corrected Dick, who prided him- self on his knowledge of naval subjects. “She wasn’t prepared, and when struck by a squall had every sail set. but the andalia was running almost under bare poles. I think the truth of the matter is, that during the blackness of the storm—and it was like midnight, you remember-—we were driven farther away than we have any idea of. She must have hove to in about the same place, while the bark scudded along like a race- horse when we put her before the wind.” “That is about as plausible a reason as any,” coincided Foster. “One thing is certain, we are here, and alone,” then after musing a moment, he added, “We'll have to form a committee of ways and means to see what is the best thing to do under the circumstances. Let us go below; I think the old hooker will take care of herself for the present. The gale seems to have blown over, and this swell will soon run itself out. After lashing the wheel amidships, they took another look around the _ hori- zon, and then went down the companion- way leading into the after cabin. As they entered, Edith came out of a side door, and walked toward them. She looked me and worn, and dark circles under her eyes showed the effects of many sleepless hours, but her previous fright had disappeared, leaving a melan- choly expression of patient resignation. Gorman had cast himself on a lounge which stood against the sloping counter, and his woe-begone face stared at them in what would have been a highly ludicrous manner under any other circumstances, A stout bulkhead running transversely across the ship divided the cabin into two parts, and o — out of the after one were four doors leading into as many state-rooms. A comparatively new in- grain carpet covered the deck, and sun- dry little trinkets, such as a swinging vase filled with artificial flowers, indi- cated a woman’s handiwork. Coming from the scene of confusion and ruin outside, it looked very cozy, und the lads brightened up wonderfully as _ they noticed it. Edith gazed inquiringly at them as they approached, and her ae were just form- ing a question, when Jerrold forestalled er. “No, dear,” he said, “the man-of-war has not reappeared in sight, and I am afraid we are doomed to remain aboard here for a little while longer, but cheer up; we are much better off than before. e now have three friends to help us, and it will be strange if something can’t be done to get us out of this trouble.” “Yes,” added Phil, in a cheerful voice, looking at her with an_ encouragin smile, “Miss Edith can rest assured tha a re will be found, and speedily, to put us all ashore, or else upon another vessel. We cannot be far from the Brazilian coast, and if I can find a sextant, I will soon learn our position. Luckily I learned a bit of navigation aboard the Vandalia.” “We are not so bad off after all,” chimed in Dick, his eyes taking in the surroundings with many curious glances. “T rather like this, and if we manage to keep afloat, what a glorious vc ei it will be.” Then turning to Gorman, he added, “Get off that lounge, you big booby; you look as if you expected to go to the bottom every minute.” “Leave him alone, Dick,” expostulated Phil. “I don’t blame him for being seared after what has happened. We have all had a very narrow escape.” “Ah, yes,” murmured Edith, her face saddening as she recalled the terrible scene of a few hours previous. “We ought to be thankful that it is no worse. Think of the poor men who lost their lives in the boat. it yet.” orman groaned aloud, and buried his face in his hands for a moment, then jumping up, he commenced striding up and down the little room, his whole body shaking with grief. “You fellows mustn’t think I am caring for myself; it’s. Jimmy— poor Jimmy. It is terrible!” then turning on I can scarcely realize the group, he continued, speakial fiercely, an angry look in his eyes: 4 ~~ have some feeling in me, even if} have acted badly before. I know 1B W mother, a kind old lady, with gray hall that just idolized him, an’ when _ sb hears the news it will break her heat I would have rather lost my own lil than have him die.” : As the lad spoke, Phil watched hil with growing surprise, but when he _ ha finished he uttered an ee ee . stepping forward, grasped him by @& hana. 1 by “ “By George, Gorman,” he said, “I ally.) heartily glad to see you act this waj,¢% You are a brick, and if I have ever dol anything against you, I am sorry for it “Not so,” replied Bob, looking th0h, oughly repentant, as_ he stood, Ww dreq downcast eyes, before them; “it is I wd Dos should apologize. I have done you) atid ¢ great many mean tricks, and I humby, beg your pardon. This awful experienD has Sng nt a new light to me, and 1 8 what a miserable sneak I have been.” | Edith and Jerrold looked from one 4,4 tbe other in astonishment, not knowiD what it all meant, and Dick grasp Bob’s hand, shaking it vigorously, j “You are a pretty anes fellow, afi all,” he nckncatedies » and I alw@ turn took you for a dirty cur, but even a bla@tg hie sheep can change its color. I mean Pairs black sheep is not always, black—eM day.) dash it all, you know what I mean.” deny Phil turned to the Ashleys, and to hinis them in afew words that Gorman hé catnog been with him on the Saratoga, ab from: owing to a misunderstanding, there been a little trouble between them, it was as much his fault as Bob’s, et@ belittling it as he went along, until ! appeared a matter of no consequence "6 all. Gorman tried to interrupt him sé! eral times, but Phil bade him be qui alo in a mock tone of authority, and th@ th, . turned the subject. 4, Comm “Now, Jerrold, we have a lot to @ Office; and I propose we set about it. I want! at 3 eur Tom the n With look over the bark to see what damé wher. has been done, and if it is possible to 8) afte, any sail on her. We don’t want to wa} hayj ble about here, if there is any chance] th moving, but first I must confess, that] th am dying to hear how on earth you call ag j aboard of her. You could have knock! agron me down with a feather whenI saw J p and Miss Edith looking over the rail ¥ pean? we came alongside. They say that ib Smal] always the unexpected that happe!} fon, i and it is a fact, as this case prov N, Let’s all sit down and hear your st cloge | It_is getting considerably smoother 0! wag side, and we can spare a few minUY) pro now, before the work commences. Out in wait a bit; I’ll take a look around fil at the and see if anything is in sight.” _ 4 Cende, Foster ran up the after companion-w& Showe and mounting the rail, stood holding } irrita; to the edge of the house deck, while Restur made a minute scrutiny of every point® Mp, 3 the compass. The sky was as clear a8 jleaqi,, bell; not a cloud marred its color, and T folic seemed almost impossbile that such), Lop short time had elapsed since the brig) with fs ni eir | en | blue penny overhead was filled with © SAVape warning shades of a frightful stol@age:>, The sun was getting low, and alre@#{s Lt q, the fiery hue of a southern latitude W giving way toa softer tinge, the misjNuts { glow that comes with the approach |W. night. The white-capped waves. Roth disappeared, leaving a long, heavy sW® hearg. that came from the eastward in lift# flog, a folds, and then melted away with 9 ad ag quickness that spoke of its hidd@ the 80, atreeerst 1 u Phil looked slowly and _ carefu Ot a shading his eyes with one hand,, ™) (een; holding tight with the other, as the Who hy, now and then gave a sudden lurch, @ van as en Y, heeled over from the uneasy motio? | the sea. The horizon seeme very n@ i> and its dark edge was strongly accel! ated by the contrast between the dew. blue of the water, and the paler lig above. There was nothing in sight S#/° the everlasting gleam-of the ocean, Hd B0t 9, glad to escape from its sense of ul loneliness, the lad re-entered the ~cably 8 his face plainly revealing to the ? that the search had been fruitless. “Same story,” he said, shortly. “No: ing but water and sky; but I am gla@) You, say that there is no immediate pros?” seth of bad weather again. It looks lik@, one tat summer’s day_at home, It is gett!) (the late though. “We won’t have more # dedi an hour’s daylight from the appear# eg Pate of the sun, and it grows dark mig" 1) "ereq quick down here.” en tng “Hadn’t I better put off the descripty of how we got here until afterwa'\, suggested Ashley. “It would proba) be better to make some arrangemeé for passing the night first.” “No, go ahead,” replied. Phil. can’t do anything now, but fix 80, lights, and settle about the wate?” oW There is plenty of time for that.” “# Stattt The little party settled. themselves tne comfortably as possible, and_ liste’ thy” with deep Intanéat to the tale of dis gr and cowardly desertion Ashle relat (TO BE CONTINURD:) CEOs) NEWS. 1725 Ss nine peaking _ yes: en if} crit WITH THE FU ISLANDERS ay hall 1 1en § ——— » heart BY MATE K, own 1 co eae ed hit (HE Hunter, a British vessel, sailed he hal, in 1872 on a cruise from Bengal to ion, abl (3 New South Wales, the Fiji Islands, by thi, and Canton. She was commanded | 7 Captain Robson, and during her stay ie a ett her crew became invo!ved in an his way *.%r with the islanders. The story was ver dott ¢ ‘erward related by one of the officers, > for ify ~8P ac Dillon, ace following words: ig thot “arly in September, two large canoes d, will (rom Bow, carrying upward of two hun- is I whlotd men, visited the ship for the pur- a (Pose of taking home certain Europeans humbl ns their wives. It was about this time perient oie Captain Robson, being about sixty nd 1 sé, /¢S distant in the tender on an excursion cen,” | Sinst the Vilear canoes, caught as possible; but when I looked for my companions, I found that they had fled in all directions, while the assembled islanders had quitted the path to pursue our flying men. I therefore dashed on as fast as I could, but had not gone above a few yards when I came upon the dead body of William Parker, which was lying , across my path. Taking Parker’s rifle from the ground where he had fallen, I beat a retreat from the scene of | bloodshed. “The natives, now observing me, gave chase, and to make good my escape from their vengeance, I was obliged to throw away Parker's musket, as well as the pistol that I carried inmy belt. Ireached the foot of a small hill that stood in the plain, but found it impossible to get to the boats on account of the nearness of my pursuers. Observing some of our men upon our right, I called to to wounded man loading for the others, Several of the natives, approaching too near, were immediately shot by us, which we returned to the vessel in safety. “Dafry did as I directed, and I did not s |lose sight of him until he got on the caused the remainder to keep at arespect: | ship’s_ deck. i A cessation of arms now ful distance from the rock ; but the savages | took place; while several chiefs ascended had now gathered in the plain beneath us in considerable force, and surrounded our position with vehement yells, as a deed was about to be enacted of the most hor- rid and revolting character. Fires were the hill with professions of friendship, and offered security if we would go down with them. To this I would not acceed, nor allow any of my men to do so, till Charles Savage, who had resided on the speedily prepared, and ovens heated for| islands for more than five years, and spoke the rceeption of the bodies of our ill-fated | the native dialect fluently, begyed per- companions who had been slain; and, {mission to go down, as he had no doubt while the cannibals sang and danced with | their promises would be kept, and he joy over the prizes, each corpse was| would be able to procure a peace, and ob- placed in an oven to be baked as a repast | tain our safe return to the vessel. for the victors. “By this time the fury of the savages “Overcome by his importunities, I at last consented, but told him that he must was somewhat abated, and they began | leave with me his musket and ammuni- to listen to our offers of agreement. I | tion. This he did, and proceeded to the reminded them that eight of their men/|spot where Bonaser, the heaa priest, was were prisoners on board the Hunter, and seated, surrounded by chiefs, who ap- peared happy to receive him. HP with a whole fleet of these pi- ton and, attacking them, cap- graspé was no less than fourteen. It ¥> a an easy victory; but one of yw, afte with wives happened to be killed alwa) turn 4 cannon-shot. On his re- oa to us, thé captain proposed [ mead pain Ve the cutter down for re- ick—er date 48 she had sustained some an.” dent ©; but he deemed it pru- and toll himeeitst. © endeavor to possess aan ba cay Self of the rest of the Vilear ga, abl from to prevent the savages ere ba en 1 attacking our men while hem, bil won] ee on the cutter, as it b’s, eb boat d be necessary to have that until | «Shore at high water. uence #6 the the morning of September 1im s€l sh, ° Zuropeans belonging to the be qui alon Were all armed with muskets nd thé the ® with those from Bow, and comm ’y Was placed under the t to dbo cond of Mr. Norman, the first want! a+, "of the Hunter. We landed 5 damap wher. Ace called the Black Rock, le to after” he two canoes shortly to Wi hayin Joined us; the Bow chiefs chanced theiy & with them a hundred of s, that} the, en. The boats and canoes you call ag Put off into deep water, so knock agro, prevent their getting saw yO «72d at the ebbing of the tide. > rai Gpeane 2 our landing, the Euro- at it }smayy,2°8an to disperse into happe fouy j Parties of two, three, and . prov Norma & group. I begged of Mr. ur sbOl) Cloge, “a to order the men to keep ther 0M wa, -°Sether, but no attention minut Proge, ad to my entreaty. We res. . BM ou reded over a level plain with- and fix8 at thegt™™ption till we arrived Cendeq Sot of a hill, which we as- ion- way Showa; 2nd then a few natives lding O irritat themselves and tried to while Restyy, us by their shouts | and y point My, Nec Turning to the right, ear as jleagiyo man went along a path r, an i folio® 0 some native huts, while 5 such} Europe, cd him with seven other ie brigh wit On and the Bow chiefs with D saya, he of theirmen. Here afew 11. stort age; es tried to dinpate our pass- alreas On one of them being tude W yeaa, the rest retreated. he mis} duty ; Norman now caused the yroach Wanto.” be set on fire: an act of ves ‘ Not bed destructiveness that can- avy swe hearg fetended. Shortly after we n itt tion “Utious yells in the direc- the road by which we one By. knowidl ¢, ' witb, | haq niddé the Sonended. The character of ergteds led the Bow chiefs to rarefully Men, 5 8nd that some of their and,, DY beey kay) vel as Europeans, had the ba% Who hillea by the Vilear natives, arch, atl hag “y lain concealed until we motio® “Whe, ESIDE a little camp-fire that illu- < minated the summit of a grassy 1/2) eminence in one of the Western > prairies were seated two men in the rough garb of hunters. One was a young man of about twenty years of age, possessed of a form tall and well provor- tioned, and of pleasant, handsome feat- ures. His companion was an old hunter, of short stature, whose weather-beaten vis- age showed the scars of more than one fierce struggle with the savage bear, and the little less savage red man. “Rube,” said the young man, breaking the silence, “how long haye you been on the prairie?” ; The old hunter pondered a moment as if.to recall to memory the number of years that had passed since he had begun his adventurous career upon the plains, and then replied: “Wall, it are just thirty-one years ago this fall that I fought the duel with Dick Burgess, for which I war obliged ter leave my native State forever. Boy, did I ever tell ye of that ar scrape?” “No; but if you have no- objection, I would like to hear it,” was the answer. “Tt area long story, fraught with wron and bloodshed; but as I have never tol it to ye before I think I’) gratify ye. “At the time I war nineteen years of age I lived with my father on the banks of the Ohio, inthe State of Kentucky, an’ as I war fond of the hunt I spent most of my time at hunting and trapping in the forest, and along my nativestream. Often I would hunt for several days with- out returnin’ home, campin’ wherever night found me, an’ war always sure ter o home with as many peltries as I could ack, besides a lot of small game. One mornin’, as I set out on my return from one of these hunts, I attests stum- bled upon the trail of a party of red- f|skins. As an Injin trail in them parts at that time war seldom seen, I concluded ter foller it a ways an find out, if I could, what the red gents war about. Accord- ingly I struck out an tramped all day’ without gittin’ so much as a squint at ‘em; but jest at sunset, asI war about givin’ up the job, I discovered thar camp- fire ’bout half a mile ahead, ina thick grove of timber. “TI waited till it war dark, an’ then crawled up within a few yards 0’ the fire, whar I’d git a squint at ’em without bein’ seen myself. “Thar war six of ’em all told, in full war-paint. They war settin’ in a circle round the fire. I could see that several of ’em wore fresh scalps in their belts. Jest behind ’em, settin’ on the ground, with her bead bowed upon her bosom, an’ her white hands tied behind her with stout thon of deerskin, war the pootiest female that I had ever seen. “The sight of the poor sufferin’ creat- ur’, an’ the bloody sealps, that no doubt had been torn from the heads o’ her mur- dered parents, made my blood bile, an? I took my oath on the spot that every one o’ them red heathens should bite the dust, or I shed lose my own ha’r. “Leavin’ one Injin ter guard the camp, the rest soon stretched ’emselves around the fire to snooze, little thinkin’ that they’d awake in the happy huntin’- grounds. As soon as all except the sentinel war buried in slumber, I crept softly up behind the unsuspectin’ red and fixin’ my grip on his throat, pressed my knife inter his heart. I held him tight till he stopped ene an’ then I stepped around among his sleeping com- rades an’ put my steel inter every dusky bosom. “It war a bloody deed, boy; but thar war no other way to save the gal. “The female that I rescued wara ga named Nellie Hayward, the daughter 0 an old hunter an’ scout who lived in the southern part of Ohio. One night h cabin war attacked hy a gang of wal derin’ Shawnees, who tomahawked ani skulped the rest 0’ the family, after losin three o’ thar number by the rifle o’ th old pioneer, who fought like a catamounl afore he went under, 4 “As the poor gal now had no home, took her home to my kind old moth who endeavored to make her happy ai forget her great sorrow. E “A year went by, and durin’ that tim I war the happiest feller alive. I loveé : Nellie Hayward, and as I war simpli a enough ter believe she loved me, I war if a no hurry to tel) her on it; but before long : I found that my delay war a fatal on® q for one night, as I war returnin’ from 4 long hunt, with my back loaded wit! pelts an’ game, I found the gal I love } settin’ under a tree a little distance from it the house, an’ beside her war a chaf tl named Dick Burgess—as big arascal 4 oy ever cheated an honest hunter in a gam! 0! o’ keerds. His arm war round her waish fi and he war pourin’ a string o’ love tra W into her ears that would puzzle an ol Si hunter like me to repeat. At last I hear 1 him ask her ter be his wife, an’ heard hé ti soft voice answer ‘yes.’ Then, with # — y, deep determination in my heart, I left th Ww scene and went to the cabin. By fc “T had jest got my pelts taken care Ob th when Dick and Nellie entered. As soo 7. as Dick seed me he turned ter go. if b “*Dick,’ said I, stoppin’ him, ‘com al with me; I’ve got. somethin’ ter tell ye. ye “He follered me out inter the m ! light, an’ after goin’ a short. distan@ ge from the cabin I stopped, and layin’ » hand on his shoulder, said, in a voice if deep an’ strange that he turned pale: ba “*lick Burgess, one or t’other of us b# fir got ter die to-night! We can't both livé in an’ love the same gal. _ You've stole H love o’ Nellie Hayward, an’ blood alot K can wipe out the crime.’ i F ““Rube,’ said Dick, when I had ce hc speaking, ‘ye’ve insulted me, and I accep} es yer challenge ter fight.. Name the ti : an’ place, and we'll have fair play.’ i § “The spot selected for the duel ter tak — Ye place war a lone sandy island in the mi@ — Bo dle o’ the river, an’ the time one how Of before sunrise the next morning. Half # ie hour afore the time 1 entered my can up an’ paddled to the spot. ae tal “T found Dick there, pacin’ up @ : down the sands. a eee “-- INK FoR MARKING Packacrs.—= lamp black and mix thoroughly ¥ sufficient turpentine to make enough to flow from the brush. Powde) ultramarine blue makes a fine blue ™ ing ink. Six or eight ounce bottles for twenty-five cents. ( rom 4 will lovee » frow chal ral @ gan walsh tras n old hear rd hel rith ® oft the re ® Ss so Ov ‘com LL yer mood! stane in’ my ice & e: a us ba th livé ole thE | alon' ceas@ accep e tim ’ | er talk e mie e ho lalf y cane GOooD NEWS. ded ed T [ALKS Stor ne Sata BY ARTHUR SEWALL. pipette F C. A., Peabody, Mass., writes: “I’m a young man 18 years of age, aud have a common School education, and am thinking of becomimg 4 farmer, as [do not care much about learning 4trade. Please let me know what you think of ny choice, aud give me the names of some of the papers which treat on farming.” You haye made a wise selection. If you have a liking for the occupation of a farmer, take it up by all means, provid- Ing you have a little money saved, so that you can invest in some land. If _ Your finances are low, and your prospects . — 48 a journeyman. _ 4 good salary for a boy your age, it nat- of help in a financial way are not very favorable, it would be better for you to Work at something else, until you have Saved a few hundred dollars. In the Meantime study the secrets of ayricul- ture, and experiment in a small way in your garden. The percentage of boys who lean toward farming is small, and for a young man who will work hard there is every reason to hope for success. he new countries in the Territories are being opened by the U.S. Government, and land given away to settlers, but if Ou can secure a few acres in your own tate it will pay you just as well as to £0 West. There are a large number of ricultural papers. and magazines pub- shed throughout the country, and you Can select any section of the country and find a poblisesson on the subject of farm- ing. In your case it would be well to meeopize the Boston Ploughman, Boston ew England Farmer, or the Springfield Farm and Home as they are near your me, and naturally will be more inter- €sting to you. W. &. L., Deming. N. M., writes: “I am 17 Years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, and weigh 147 Pounds, and have a country school education of nearly nine months, Iam a soda bottler, etting $10 a month, and have a chance to go 2 partnership with a gentleman who will put P the cash. What is your advice? Shall I ake it?” Yes, accept the offer at once, providing the partner is an honest man, and will Work for your interest and his own. I do Not always approve of a partneship busi- Ness on a small scale, as it is generally a difficult matter to make profit enough for two or more. The fact of being tall and well-proportioned has little to do With your success; what you need though S more education. Nine months at school S not sufficient to get along with, unless Ou study at home. If you should go in usiness, don't let that stop you from Studying, as you will need a good educa- tion then more than if you were working As you are receiving Urally follows that you must have some bility, and we would advise you to look e matter of paeehP up very care- ly before making any decided change. C. &. A., Alpena, Mich., writes: “I am a boy 1B years old, working at blacksmithing, but do Not like it. [I would like to learn the cigar Making trade. Will you please tell me if it is a 800d trade, and how long it takes to learn it; 4lso the pay until it is learned ?” In my estimation the blacksmith’s trade is far superior to cigar making, 4nd would not advise you to change. In e first place the trade you are working at is more healthful and pays better in ‘Ne long run, although the work is more laborious. The manufacture of cigars in large cities is very extensively conducted the very poorest class, and hence from at point of view any attempt at learn- ‘ug it would ultimately prove unprofit- e. Many of the cigars made in the arge cities are manufactured in back Tooms of cigar stores or the crowded tene- ent houses, and the work is done by en, women, and children. The pay is Something very small, and_ utterl be would consider wort neath what you triving for. P. 8., La Crosse, Wis., writes: ‘I am 18 years ft age, and would like to be a brewer. How meek would it take to learn the trade, and how fa salary do they receive in large brew- -Men who work in breweries are paid ty small salaries, with the exception the chemist, who receives a fair &Mount only. It is not, strictly speaking, trade or a desirable occupation. The ne to indulge in excessive beer nking are great, the salary small, and, Ken all together, it is not a desirable pation for a young man _ to work at, ding he can find something else te do. Look about, and you will hit on something more profitable. T. H. F., San-Antonio, Tex.. writes: “Will you please inform me where steam engineermg is taught, and also what books yeu would ad- vise me to study, as [ wish to become a steam engineer ?” Steam engineering, like all other trades, needs practical experience. You might learn the different parts of an engine, and what happens when they are operated, but it would not be safe to attempt to run an engine unless you had some experience. An excellent oppor- tunity for learning this trade is to secure a situation in some large railway com- pany, if you intend to become a locomo- tive engineer, and ina machine shop if for a stationary engine. For books on this subject inquire at any _ public library. , + —_»-¢6 THE TALISMAN. BY T..C. HARBAUGH. rg ANY years ago while traveling in ; Italy, I had an adventure which “1. Iwillrelate. Ona pleasant after- ““eS* noon I mounted my horse and set out for a town where I was to meet some Americans. My road led through the mountains, but it’was so plain as not to be mistaken. I knew I might encounter brigands, who lurked in the caves, there- fore [ went well armed. I was riding slowly, when suddenly I heard the report of a pistol, followed by a fierce oath, I drew my revolver and rode rapidly forward, and as I turned a bend in theroad an exciting scene met my gaze. Two men were on the ground struggling for life. One was bending over the other with uplifted knife. I was not long in deciding what course to pur- sue. They were strangers, but the life of one was in danger, so aiming at. the man with the knife, I fired. He threw up his hands and fell backward. The rescued man. quickly rose to his feet and approached me. Then by his gaudy dress | saw he was.a brigand, and for a moment I regretted having saved his life. I dismounted, and he grasped me by the hand, saying: . “Caramba! that was a narrow escape, senor; I thank you.” - ee it my duty to help you,” I re- plied. “You are an American, are you not, senor?” he asked. tins ita “This is the second time my life has been saved by an American. That dead man followed me from Naples, but he has met his just fate. You see by my clothes Tam what people call a brigand.” “T do sir; but your face looks too honest for one,” I smilingly replied, for he de- served the compliment. “Well, just as you think, senor. Do you know whose life you have just saved?” “T do not, sir.” “Tam Panulpho.” “What, the chief of all brigands?” I cried, “The same, senor.” Then, for the first time, I stood in the presence of the great bandit chief, Panul- pho, whose terrible deeds rang through- out Italy, and who had for years eluded the vigilance of the government officers. He was a splendid looking man, and _ his frame seemed composed of nothing but bone and sinew. “We must part now, senor,” he said; “our paths lie inopposite directions, You have done me a great service, and I owe you a life. In your journey through the mountains you will, no doubt, meet some of my men, who willattack you. Ilere is a talisman which will protect you and ive youasafe journey,” and Panulpho rew the golden scarf from his neck and handed it to me. “Take this scarf, put it around your neck, and if you are attacked point to it, and you aresaved. God bless you, senor,” and. Panulpho, the brigaad chief, was gone. : ‘ I resumed my journey, and had reached a dismal spot among the mountains, when ten fierce men sprang from behind some bushes and leveled their carbines at my head. “You must die, senor! Prepare!” “Behold this scarf!” I cried, as I laid my hand upon the talisman. “Senor, you are free!” and _ instantly the carbines were lowered. When I told them how I had saved the life of their chief three cheers rent the air, and I was invited to come to their cave and pass the night in their company. The invitation was accepted, and I went to the cave, where I was treated with marked attention. In the morning the bandits escorted me to the suburbs of Venille, where I parted with them with feelings of gratitude. I still have the scarf, and never gaze aes it without bringing to memory my adventure with the bandits and the manly form of thely ehlef, Panulpha Our Mail Bag. —_——- {Questions on subjects of general interest only are dealt with in the “Mail Bag.” ledical or legal questions not answered. Good NEws goes to press two weeks in advance of date of publication, and the fore answers cannot appear until two or three weeks after we receive them. Communications intended for this column should be addressed Goop NEws “Mail Bag,” P. O. 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This. process will make old and dis- colored chains look as good as new, Chic. (Elgin, lil.)—Fumigate the pigeon loft by means of ‘sulphur, closing every crack and crevice, and then burning asmall piece of that substance placed-on a tin plate. Then whitewash the walls and ceiling, and do not allow the birds to enter until itis perfeetly dried. If boxes are used, burn all the nests and funigate with sulphur. A mixture of half flour and half sulphur rubbed in at the base the feathers will kill any vermin on the live binds. D. £. G.—1, Great Britain’s active army consists of 136,842 officers and men; reserve, 1,179,350. ‘he navy hasa total active list of 58,164; reserve, 55,000. Armored ships, 84: unarmored vessels, 130; torpedo boats, 260; wnarmored gunboats, 179; training ships, 19.. There is no accurate statistics showing the number of men in active army service in Can- ada and India, 2. We would rather not be the judge to decide an argumenv when @ wager is the cause of the question. A. L. 8. (Honesdale, Pa.)—1. The anthor you in- uire about is an ex-detective, 2. The story, al- though not true in every particular, is founded on facts, 3. Your question, “What things the city of Philadelphia excel every other city in,” is a con- umdrum to us, and we are obliged to_give it up. Ask us something easier. 4. London, England, is the largest city of the earth: population, 4,231,431. Paris, France, second, with a population of 2,314,550, and New York third: population, 1,710,715. Chicago is the eighth largest city of the earth, Philadelphia ninth, Brooklyn twelftli, St. Lonis twenty-Se¥énth, and Boston twenty-ninth, with the rest sf the Ainericat cittes trailing Weld Ticklets. BY CHARLES W. FOSTER Lipman a Great Fun. Suburban Boy—*Pop, won't you get me a ere and a drum, and a gun, to play soldier with?” Pop—I'll tell you how we'll fix it. We'll pre- tend every blade of ss on the lawn is an armed foe, and then you charge on them with Gatling swords and cut their heads off. Woun’t that be fun ?”" “Indeed it will. swords.” “No, but a lawn mower will do nicely.” But I haven't any Gatling Johnny’s Reformation. Mother—“I am glad little Johnny is at last beginning to realize the necessity of cleanliness. He has been up stairs washing himself for nearly an hour.” Little Dick (breathlessly)—*Mamma, Johnny wants you to give me a penny to buy a pipe.” “A pipe?” - “Yes'm. We jus’ broke th’ other one, an’ can’t blow any more bubbles.” Cases. Teacher—‘‘In the sentence: ‘A policeman ar- rested the thief,’ what case is thief?’ Boy—‘“‘A hard case, mum.” Two Pianos. Mrs. Spinks—“Is that new neighbor's piano an upright, like ours ?”” Wee Miss Spinks—-‘No'm, it’s one of zee low down kind.” A Boy’s Memory. Mr. Suburb—“! told you to go to the store this morning and get a rake, and spend the day raking up the odds and ends in the garden. Why didn’t you do it?” ass Boy—“I—I couldn’t rake up the gar- den.” * “Why not?’ + “I—I forgot to get a rake.” A Dark Mystery. Good Little Boy—“Does majority rule in this country ?” Father—‘‘Indeed it does.” Good Little Boy—“Then how does it happen that one bad little boy can get all us good little boys into so much mischief?” A Considerate Child. Small Boy—*Maimma, didn’t you say las’ week you wanted the butcher-knife an’ th’ hatchet sharpened ?” Mrs. Suburb—“Indeed I did. heart! how thoughtful you are. so dull as to be useless,” “Well, J’ll take ’em around to the sharpener's for you.” “How sweet of you to offer to do such things for your Mamma, my little cherub. UV'll wrap them up for you.” “No, don’t wrap them up. TI want them to show. There’s a boy out there waitin’ to lick me, but I guess w'enu he sees me comin’ he'll go home.” . Bless his little ‘They are both An Inherited Attitude. Father—“Your school report is generally good, but you are marked very low in deport- ment. Why is that?’ Boy—“I always forget and stand on one foot and rest the other on a railing or something when I recite, and teacher marks me for that. 1 told her T couldn’t help it, and she said maybe I inherited it.” “Tnherited it?” “Yessir. She said that's the way men stand when they are talking over a bar.” A Queer Exodus. Wife—“Dear me, it’s a rainy Saturday, and I'll have the children racing about the house all day and breaking things.” Husband—"What have you usually done on saturdays ?” Wife—‘I generally sent them in to play with the neighbors’ children, but all L knew have moved away.” ————_~+- oe —_—___ HOW HYENAS FIGHT. Hyenas are very quarrelsome among themselves, and long experience has taught them that their most vulnerable point is the shank of the sae 4 They make for this as naturally as a bull-dog makes for the throat of another dog or the nose of a bull. This method of attack has taught a corresponding mode of defense. Each combatant knows that one snap of the powerful jaws of his foe will crush his shank-bone aud disable him for good, and so he goes down on his knees and*the two crawl round each other till they get a chance to close. Then they stand up and worry each other till one has had enough of it. ——_~+ 0-e___——_- TRAVELER’S INK.—White blotting paper is saturated with aniline black, and several sheets are pasted together so as to form a thick pad. When required for use, a small piece is torn off, and covered with a little water. The black liquid which diss6lves out is a good writing ink. A square inch of the paper will produce enough ink to last for a considerable writing, and a few pads would be all that an exploring party need carry with them. As water is always available, the ink is readily made. This is a new and original recipe. Any enterprising man or boy can wane a fortune with this valuable article aléne. 1728 Puzzle Corner. [Original contributions solicited. Please do not send puzzles containing obsolete words. Address, “Puzzle Editor” Goop News, P.O. Box 2734, New York City.} , + No. 1—A Mucu TRANSPOSED WoRD. Whole, Lam a useful article; behead me, and Tam worn on the head; change my head, and I am more than one; syncopate me, and [ am neither above nor below; spell me backward, and | ama blow; change niy head, and Iam to sup; spell backward, and [am a dear friend; curtail me, and Lam a parent; change my head, and I aw still a parent; spell backward, and 7 am a verb; change my tail, and Iam @ preposl- tion; change tail again, and | am an article; curtail me, and [ am still an article. Ss. R. BOWLE. No. 2—Drop-LeTrTER PROVERB. -0-e-t-i-t-e-e-t-0-i-y. THE TOURIST. No. 83—-COMPOUND ACROSTIC AND SQUARE. 1. An animal living in water. 2. 3. 4, To cry goods in the street. Primals—To obtain by artifice. TFinals—To force up phlegm. Combined—The osprey. TEXAN, A very small quantity. To pack away snugly. No, 4—NUMERICAL ENIGMA. I am composed of 26 letters. My 1, 12, and 6 is a falsehood. My 1., 15, 7, and 21 is part of a microscope. My 10, 3, and 9 is a number. My 16, 2, 13, and 7 is a beast of prey. My 17, 13, 4, 12, and 21 is a boy’s name. My 11, 2, 15, 19, 10, 6, 14, 8, 20, and 5is an officer. My 3. 7, 18, 1, and 8 is a story that was pub- lished in the Goop NEws. My 22, 6, 24, 25, and 26 is a fruit. My 15, 11, 17, 23, and 9 is a girl’s name. My 8, 14, 20, 3, 6, 25, 18, 18, 7, 15, and 26 is a popular song. My whole is a writer for GooD NEWS. Cc. F. M. No. 5—BEHEAD AND TRANSPOSE. A country, and leave a bird. . A city, and leave a sex. Au animal, and leave an animal, . An animal, and leave a flower. . A coin and leave a figure. R. R. HANCH. our oboe No. 6—WorD SQUARE. GooDp A RISE TaN CS CoC eae You can make up a quarrel, but it willalways show where it is patched. TO SALUTE with the left hand. isa deadly in- sult among Mohummedans. THe life insurance in force in the entire world is estimated at $9,000,000,000, Tur numberof Indians in the United States who can read English is 23,595, NEVER get ‘in it” unless you are sure you can get out without being laughed at. NEARLY four-fifths of the sugar-plantations of Hawaii areowned by Americans. Tue joy a preacher feels in saving sinners, the angler experiences in catching fish. CHILDREN would do as they are’ told a great deal better if grown fotks did as they tel. ALL the world loves a lover, except the man who happens to have a loverin his employ, EACH individual in partnership is responsible for the whole amount of the debt of the firm, Iv is not so much what a man does that he is condemned for as what people think he does. PKOPLE should take more eare of their health while they have it, and less after they have lost it. THE lessons an old man learns by experience, ths children say, are not as harsh as he repre- sents. Irisa mistaken notion that the people will not criticise a man unless he is a candidate for office. Ira man dies and leaves his estate in an un- certain condition, the lawyers become his heirs. THE extraction of oil from grape stones promises to develop into a permanent in- dustry. : A FRIEND's. help in your troubles never travels beyond the point where it affects his own interests. No RIVER in the world is said to have yielded so much wealth as the Columbia, with its vast shoals of salmon. Ir is said that four-fifths of the steam engines of the world have been constructed within the last twenty-five years. THE best isinglass comes from Russia, where it is obtained from the giant sturgeon which in- habits the Caspian Sea. A FLEA can jump over a barrier 500 times its own height. At that rate a man could jump over a wall more than half a mile high. - Bt. Paul's Cathedral’s chief beauty. No. 2— : Short S to S + 2. To uncover. Longfellow. i rs 7 t 3. eae xiee. cowslips love to bloom. ; p e hice’ ae pity pn Maire hel poatay hes ites 4, The motive of cunning actions. No. 3— : and then nobody knows whether he is saved or LANSING BAIRD. 1. Anile, Nile, line. IGNORANCE of the law excuses no one. not. ; : No. OIE “ar conentaits yee en iieca ae THE great sin is made up of little follies. THE Bible te now aooesalites as to language, i Lars A ete aer en ah yn Oe face aca pean tieeinets ver ‘ to nine-tenths of the world; in the early part z ae geer 4. Apt, tap, Pat. THE first horse railroad was built in 1826-7. | of this century it-could be studied only by one- e A tuaiat N SIGNATURES in lead pencils are good in law. | fifth. 5A Vowel: ‘ 0, 4— Walter Morris. THE word “lady” literally means loaf-giver. Tue Victorian Government. has decided to PRINCE DARLING. nisg. aunts : New Yorx« has 1,500,000 tenement residents, | grant ee eT ink ee a 66-4 No, 5— Keep good company or none A RECEIPT for money is not legally conclu- Peete $25,000 ee a ee p sive. ; : 1 : _| AwNeEw industry has been started in California Answers 0 Puzzles ll No 107 Coot News No. 6— To souRNEY through life you must “tip” by | which consists of making sugar from the sap : : T WO the way. of th i T rar i eed f ( e sugar pine tree. he sugar is said to be Gb. 1 a GRANT WOLF-HUNTING is becoming a popular sportin | exceptionally fine. ; asia Wek e 5 t E a Wyoming. : “Wert, if that ain’t the meanest trick I ever O° Pee CAL OU FISHERMEN’S lies often seem to have a reel | heard of !” 9.'Nised: x x = = = foundation. “What?” , 4. Nippers. NIGuHT Five persons are killed daily in the coal mines | _ “They have sent an ossified man as a mission- 5. Tenaculum. OPT IG of England. ary to the Cannibal Islands. : ee A 86:0 z z yey one can stand a little more than he ee aad weak ne 8. Pliers. ee : + oe folly b “don’t lik fishin’.” : i . 2 Pincers, No. 7— i We cuaen olly because we ‘‘don’t like HEE eee ae ie on Sud sy, wy, pom . AQZ, $ ay, » food an e unday-school, 11. Auger, . 7 2 i THE recent census in Austria shows that “Well,” responded the probable pater Presi- 12. Chisel. UNIT there are 118,495 professed Jews in Vienna out | dent, “I'll risk it anyway; may be there's sume 13. Burin. MEE of a population of 1,195,175. _ pav’s like me.” 7 RemedyFree. INSTANTRELIEF, Final Leittlh s ih. curein 1l0days. Never ret 4 . < Ae ts Re 0 2 GO PILES =" no suppository. A victim tried — FOR — V L. OF OD NEWS. i in vain every remedy has discovere ‘ simple cure, which he wil! mail free to his fellow ante And LITTLE FOLKS, of WITH INDEX, 85 CENTS. ferers. Address J. H. REEVES, Box 3290, New York City, N.Y, Recitations. 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