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Vol. 6. Srrevy & Smrru, Publishers. New York, January 21, 1893. saccattes aia tik etek No. 142.

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FIGHTING THE SIOUX.

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CHAPTER I.
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DANGER

‘4 HERE was snow in theair. Warren
t > Starr had felt it ever since merid-
: le =) ian, though not a flake had fallen,
and the storm might be delayed for
hours yet to come. There was no mistak-
ing the dull leaden sky, the chillin the
‘atmosphere, and that dark, increasing
~ gloom which overspreads the heavens at
such times. : :
Young Warren was a fine specimen of
the young hunter, though he had not yet
passed his nineteenth year. His home
was in South Dakota, and he was now on
his return from Fort Meade, at the east-
ern foot of the Black Hills, and had fully
twenty miles to travel, though the sun
was low in the horizon, as he well knew,
-even if it was veiled by the snow vapor.
His father’s ranch lay to the north of
the Big Cheyenne, and the son was famil-
iar with every foot of the ground, having
traversed it many a time, not only on his
visits to the fort, but in the numerous
bunting exeursions of which he was so
fond. He could have made the journey by
night, when no moon was in the sky, had
there been need of doing so, but he de-
A cided that.it was better to give his pony
sie the rest he required, and to push on at
: an early hour the next morning. He had
eaten nothing since the noon halt, and his
youth and vigor yee him a powerful
appetite, but he had learned long before
4x that one of the first requisites of the
| -.| -hunter is to learn to endure cold, heat,
_ hunger, and hardship unmurmuringly.
But the youth was in so uneasy a men-
tal state that he rode slowly for nearly.
an hour, debating with himself whether
‘to draw rein or push on. The rumors of
trouble among the Sioux were confirmed
_ by his visit to Fort Meade. A spirit of
unrest had prevailed for a long time,
caused by the machinations of that mar-
plot, Sitting Bull, the harangues of
medicine men who proclaimed the com-
ing Messiah, the ghost dances, the eager-
ness of the young bucks to take the war-
ee, and the universal belief that the
ast opportunity for the red men to turn
back the advance of the Caucasian race
was to be made soon or never.
The fact that our Goyernment had its
military posts scattered through the dis-
: affected country, that the Indian reserva-
- tions were comparatively wel.« governed,
that the officers were men whose valor
and skiJl had been proven times without
number, and that these authorities were
keeping close watch on the growing dis-
affection, produced a quieting effect in
many quarters, though the best informed
men foresaw the impending storm.
That which troubled Warren Starr on
his lonely ride northward was the fact
that on that ranch, twenty miles away,
dwelt his father, mother, and little sis-
ter, known by the pet name of Dot. His
father had two assistants in the care of
the ranch, Jared Plummer, a man in
middle life, and Tim Brophy, a lusty
young Irishman, about the same age as
arren. But the ranch was not fitted to
withstand an attack from any of the
bands through the country. Those turbu-
- Jent bucks were the very ones to assail’
his home with the fury of a cyclone, and
if they did, heaven help the loved ones
there, even though the three men were
well provided with arms and ammuni-
* sy * tion.
The commandant of Fort Meade sug-
gested to Warren that he urge his people
to come into the fort without delay.
Such a aepaesir coming from the offi-
- cer, meant a good deal.
That which caused the youth to decide
to wait until morning was the fatigue of
| his animal, and the more important fact
that it was best not only to arrive at the
# eatch in the day-time, but to ride through
several miles of the surrounding country
when the ehance to use his ys was at
«the best. If hostiles were in the section,
_ he might pass within *a hundred yards
of them in the darkness without discov-
ering it, but it was impossible to do so
when the sun was in she sky.
bs He was now riding across an open plain
directly toward a small branch of the Big
Cheyenne, beyond wie ey his home.
He ‘could already detect the fringe of
timber that lined both sides of the wind.
ing stream, while to the right rose a
i ey ridge several hundred feet in
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was following, passed between these ele- |

vations, that on the right first presenting
itself and diverging so far to the east,
just before the other ridge was reached,
that it may be said it disappeared, leav-
ing the other to succeed it.

Despite the long ride and the fatigue
of himself as well as his animal, young
Starr was on the alert. He was in a dan-
erous country, and a little negligence on
is part was liable to prove fatal.

“If there isa lot of Sioux watching
this trail for parties going either way,
this is the spot!” he reflected, grasping |
his Winchester lying across his saddle
a little more firmly. “I have met them
here more than once, and, though they
claimed to be friendly, I was always
uneasy, for itis hard for an Indian to
resist the temptation te hurt a white man
when it looks safe to do so,”

Nothing could have exceeded the cau-
tion of the youth. The trail showed so
plainly that Kis pony kept to it without
any guidance on his part, and the reins
lay loose on his neck. Every minute or
two the rider glanced furtively behind
him to make sure no treavherous enemy

 

was stealing upon him unawares, and
then, after a hasty look to the right and
left, he scanned the socky ridge on his|
right, peering forward the next nioment |
at the one farther off on his left.

He was searching for that which he
did not want to find; signs of red men.
He knew a good deal of their system of |
telegraphy; and half-suspected that some |
keen-eyed Sioux was crouching behind
the rocks of the ridge, awaiting the mo- |
ment to signal his approach to his con-
federate farther away.

It might have seemed possible’ to some
to flank the danger by turning far to the
right or left, but that would have in-
volved a long detour and delay in arriv-
ing home, At the same time, if any war-
riors were on the watch, they could
easily checkmate him by accommodating
their movements to his, and continually
heading him off, whichever direction he
took. He had considered all these con-
tingencies, and felt no hesitation in
pressing straight forward, despite the
apparent peril involved in doing so.
Suddenly Jack pricked his ears and
raised his head, emitting at the same
time a slight whiff through his nostrils,
No words could have said more plainly :
“Beware, master! I have discovered
something.”

The vider’s natural supposition was

that the danger, whatever it might be,
was on thé crest of the ridge he was ap-
proaching; but, when he shaded his eyes
and peered forward, he was unable to
detect anything at all. Enough light re-
mained in the sky for him to use his ex:
cellent eyes tothe best advantage, but
nothing rewarded the scrutiny.
Jack continued momen though his
gait was now a slow walk, as if he ex-
pected his master to halt altogether; but
the latter acted like the skillful railway
engineer, who, seeing the danger signal
ahead, continues creeping slowly toward
it, ready to check his train on the instant
it becomes necessary to doso. He allowed
the pony to step tardily forward, while
he strove to locate the point whence peril
threatened.

“What the mischief do you see, Jack?”
he asked, in a half-impatient tone; “if I
didn’t know “ae never joked, I would
believe ygu were trying some trick on me
to get me to camp for the night.”

nce the horseman fancied he caught
the faint outlines of a thin column of
smoke climbing into the sky from the
crest of the ridge, but closer study con-
vinced him he was wrong. If such a sig-
nal were kindled, it must be clear enough
to be recognized from the farther eleva-
tion, which was more distant than the
oes ‘ & y

“TI shall’ observe the vapor as soon as
they,” he thought, “for es eyes are ax
sharp—helloa! that beats the mischief !”

At last Warren Starr learned what it
was that had alarmed. his pony.

_ CHAPTER II.
THE VOICELESS FRIEND,

HE keen eyes, instead of lookin at
the crest of the rocky ridge oe hia

A), right, were now centered on the
~-7* ground, where they detected a smal)
dark speck swiftly approaching the horse-
man. At the first glance, the object sug-
gested a cannon ball rolling with great
speed toward the pony, that was now
standing still, with head erect, ears
thrown forward, and the appearance of
perplexed interest in the thing, whatever
it might be.

For a minute Warren Starr was unable
to guess the meaning of the singular
sight. Whatever its nature, it was evi-
dent it was aimin
with the least possible delay.
drew his Winchester aroun

 

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in front, so

thought being that it was some Sioux
stratagem designed to do him ill.

 

da similar range on the left.
pte: Pethe well-marked ral) which the lad

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to reach the rider |

as to be ready to receive it, his first |

identity; it was a dog, running as if its
very life were at stake, The next instant
young Starr perceived something protrud-
ing from the front. part of its body, re-
sembling the ornamental feather in an
Indian’s head-dress.

“It is an arrow!” he exclaimed; “the
poor creature is badly wounded, and is
Striving to reach me before he dies, By
gracious! it’s Bruno!” he added, as. a
closer approach enabled him to identify
the creature. “He brings me some mes-

| Sage.”

Bruno was his favorite hound, that had
accompanied him on many a hunting ex-
cursion, and whom he loved scarcely less
than Jack, his pony.

It was indeed a race with death on the
part of the faithful animal. While yet a
number of rods distant he staggered,
faltered, then gathering his energies,
pressed on with the last strength he
could summon, and, with a low moan,
rolled languidly on his side, and looking
upward with a human expression to his
young master, said by his action: “I have
done the best I could for you, and I am
content.”

Young Starr was out of the saddle like
a flash and ran forward to him. Stoopin
down, he placed one arm under the bea
of the noble dog, and leaning over,
touched his lips to the velvety forehead,
“My poor Bruno! they have killed you,”
he murmured, with tears in his eyes; “I
would give an arm to save you, but it is
too late!”

He saw that the head of the arrow was
sunken deep into the neck, and the dark
coat was splashed with crimson. To
attempt to withdraw the missile was use-
less. It could only deepen the agony of
the animal, without Ce him in the
least. He was doomed and dying before
he sank to the ground. ;

Bruno turned his beautiful eyes upward
to his master, emitted a low moan, gave
a slight quiver and gasp, and was dead.
No martyr ever did his duty more heroic-
ally.

For afew moments Warren Starr yielded
to his grief. He remained with the ex-
quisitely formed head resting on his arm,
while the tears fell from his eyes on the
form that could never respond again to his
caresses. Then he gently withdrew his
arm and suffered the head to rest on the
ground.

“Your last act was for those you love,”
he murmured; ‘you gave your life for us,
and no man could do more. No one shall
take from me the faith that we shall be
happy together beyond the grave. Good-
by, my true and faithful friend.”

Young Starr was too experienced a
scout, despite his youth, to forget in his
grief the full significance of the sad inci-
dent. The hound had _ traveled the long
distance from the ranch to this point for
the purpose of bringing him a message.
He had been discovered, while on the
toad, and fired upon by the Indians, who
were so near that they used bows and
arrows to prevent the young master tak-
ing the alarm. Many missiles were doubt-
less sent after the animal, and one was
fated to bring him down, though not
until he had aeconiplished his errand.

Warren knew where to look for the
message. He unstrapped the collar with
- silver plate—which he would have

one under any circumstance to keep as
a remembrance of his voiceless friend—
and there, carefully folded and secure
under the band, was a piece of paper, con-
taining considerable writing in lead-
pencil:

“DEAR WARREN.—Don't come to the ranch,
It is sure death to undertake it. A party of
twenty and mare bucks are near us. T ley have
killed or stampeded our cattle, and will attack
us this evening if we remain, which we shall
notdo., Tim discovered them this afternoon,
and _learned enough to make sure of their in-
tention, We shall mount our horses and start
for Fort Meade. Wedare not use the regular
trail, along which IT suppose you are making
your way, but must be guided by circumstances.
I think we shall move to the westward, taking
the most direct route to the post, but are likely
to be forced into along detour, which renders
it in (oy od for me to give you any direction
by which we can meet each other. Pi

“ITknow that yourimpulse will be to try to
join us before we reach the fort, but it is my
earnest wish that you shall not attempt it.
Turn abont at once, while you have time, and
retrace your steps. If a day or two shall pass
Without our coming in, erhaps it may-be well
to ask the colonel towend out a squad of cavalry
to help us, for it is idlé to fancy we are not in
great peril. Tt is Jny prayer that Bruno shall
intercept you in time to prevent any mishap.
I have instructed him precisely what he is ex-
ee to do, and he not only fully understands,
a as you well know, will do it if it be pos-
sible, zy _ YOUR FaTHER,”

“You were right,” said the youth :
tly looking down once more an the tian:
mate form; “Bruno did his duty, and he
re monument for having done it

All this time the pony stood som
away, motionless, and apparently a Dearie
interested witness of the singular scene,

He was too well trained to leave his

 

- But while he gazed, he discovered its

master, who never resorted =
caution of securing him by ihe

Meanwhile, night was closing in. The
gloom was overspreading the prairie so
that the ridge, which had been sucha
cause for solicitude to the youth, was now
dimly discernible. Ina few minutes it
would be swallowed up in the coming
darkness.

Resolutely forcing his sadness aside,
Warren knelt down and pressed his ear
to the ground. If horsemen were approach-
ing he could detect it through the sense
of hearing.

Then he climbed once more into the

saddle and faced the ridge, debating with
himself what was the right course to
ursue. His father had said in unmista-
cable language that he wished him to
return to Fort Meade. Warren was a
dutiful son, but he could not persuade
himself that that was the best thing to
do. To follow his parent’s wishes would
require him to look after his own safety,
aod to forget those whose lives were
dearer to him thaa his own. To return
to the fort. and secure the aid that he
knew would be cheerfully given, would
take a day or two, during which the
crisis must come and pass with his peo-
ple. Two days, at the most, would settle
the question whether they were to escape
or fall victims to the ferocity of the
Sioux.
“I can’t do it,” he said, compressing
his lips and shaking his head; “I have
never played the coward, and I’m not
going to begin when my folks are con-
cerned. My first duty is to find out where
father, mother, and Dot are, and then
do all I can for their safety.”

It was not difficult to reach this con-
clusion, for which no one will deny him
credit, but it was altogether a difficult
and formidable task for him to decide
what next to do.

Had his friends been following the
regular trail to the fort his course would
have been simple, since be had only to
continue on until he met them; but his
father had notified him that not only
would he not take that route, but he
could not say which one he would adopt.
He inclined to think he would turn to
the westward, leaving the path on his
left, but_the question, as he said, must
be settled by circumstances.

Something cold touched his hand. It
was a snow-flake, and he knew that in a
short time the ground would be wrapped
in a mantle of white. Once more he-
glanced in the direction of the elevation, °
nowAnvisible in the gathering darkness.
On the utmost height a point of light ap
peared, shining for a moment with the
steady radiance of a fixed star. ‘

“ The bucks are there,” concluded War-
ren; “they saw me from a long way, and
must wonder why I am delayed—ah, sure
enough |”

All at once the gleaming light began
circling about, faster and faster, until it
looked like a wheel of fire. ‘Then it re-
versed, whirling as swiftly in the oppo-
site direction, then up and down, then,
from side to side, and finally, whiff! it
vanished,”

A grim smile 1]
who turned his gaze toward the more
distant ridge on his left for the answer,

ut if it was made, th
atmosphere prevented his seeing it. Once
he fancied he caught the glimpse of
something resembling a, fire-fly, but it
was only for an instant, and was not ob-
served again.

It was easy to read the meaning of that
which first showed itself. A party of
Indians that had evidently been watching

is coming, while
now telegraphed his arrival to their con-
together with the fact that the white
not come any nearer. r

Same ted men would not remain idle
while the object of their wrath turned
quietly about and retraced his steps.

sidering the

uestion, but the time had
not yet expir 2 ;

ed, when, to Warren’s astoD

ishment, he heard the sound of firing
ahead, Probably eight or ten shots were
discharged at quick but irregular inteT
vals, and then allonce more became still
A pang of apprehension passed throug
him at the fear that his friends, after @ i
might have attempted to reach the for’
by the trail, and had become involved 1?
a fight with the Sioux, Be that as it may
e fact was impressed on him that.
was doing an imprudent thing by rene
ing in the path, along which the Ww!
riors were liable to burst at any mome?
He turned Jack to the left and rode f
a hundred yards before again drawi?
rein, It was not necessary to go this t
to poe himself beyond sight of the P@
but he wished to take no unneces
chances. fall:
_ By this time the snow-flakes were
ing fast, and it was impossible tO
objects more than twenty feet. dist
Warren checked his pony, holding.

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swift

WS head, pricked his ears, and emitted
haut most noiseless neigh, as was his
_J401t when he discovered the approach
_ Of Strangers. His rider could ciscohe
_ Rothing through the gloom, and resorted
Sere resource tried before, which is a
— $ommon one among hunters and warriors.
re €scending from the saddle, he brushed
: ie ane snow from a small spot on the

ae and pressed his ear against the

ee, he did hear something. A
_olse was approaching over the trail on a
ES ei gallop, and it took but a brief
fioent for the youth to learn that he was
F ning from the direction of the ridge.
urthermore, there was but the single
a See an, or, if there were others, they
_ were so far off that no thought need be

__ Slven to them,
pi mounting his pony, Warren held
sy facing the path: and prepared for
e Well seersency likely to arise. He was
th aware that if the stranger kept to
gif trail he would be invisible in the
es See but he was now so near that from
tant. one Starr plainly caught the
© disti of his horse’s hoofs, growing more
distinct every moment.
was Cover it was that was advancing, it
i ne aent he was doing so at what
it 8 t be called a leisurely pace, though
ase quite rapid. The horse was on an
thin Seret, such as his species can main-
i for hours without fatigue.
with. youth was sitting in this posture,
i, hever a thought of what was com-
; the’ when to his amazement he caught
Y Root lines of the man and his steed
my ng at right angles to the course he
id been following himself. ’
bet € is off the trail!” was the alarming
a which caused Warren to make ready
a ae for the truth was apparent that if
a” the stranger, the latter had the
Sy € opportunity of seeing him.
the eis Surprise Jack uttered a neigh at
a Rae cn moment when the other was
certai Y Opposite. A collision now seemed
Pann in, but the other kept straight on,
PL oN uickly passed from sight.
ot until he had been several minutes

~ beyond h j '
ey: earing did the startling thought
Some to Wien Starr: a .

os at '
“a Indian,” was a white man, and -not an

CHAPTER III.
COMPANIONS IN PERIL.

ARREN STARR was impatient

with himself that he had not

“- thought of the stranger being a

to mak white man until it was too late

- Sound €use of the important fact. The
Tafsed to. ting ahead ought to have
alt of ene suspicion in his mind, and the
for he pS Pony should have confirmed it,
‘Self peer wonld have betrayed him-
sknow. One of his own species had he not
a n that he belonged toa friend.* |
it was a waste of time to bewail
Could not be helped, and nothing
Was. 1 be gained by staying where he
-Onwa us was no longer any call to push
- Not hi toward the ranch, for that was
folka'® destination; he was seeking his

af nee more th a : ‘ad
a e nose of Jack was turne
ae tout and this time the was headed
Such th the north-west, his course being
> th 1at it would take him considerably
Which ae the second rocky ridge to
ates Iusion has been made. In short,
€n had now set out todo that which
receipt o not have attempted but for the
He oe of the message from his father.
SWeryi, about to flank both elevations by
his home far from the direct course to

? The Sm ° .
e€ all tributary of the Big Chey-
ree: t hich it was TAsceasany to ford in
ng ¢ ‘© reach the ranch, made.a sweep-
~ chan Urve southward, so that the marked
i © in the course he was following
take him to it, though at_a point
eeered from the regular ford,
Ward Youth was not riding blindly for-
‘@mMilia has been\stated that he was
around} With the country for many miles
eden, his home, and he was making for
the tite point. It was on the bank of
dee me _ Stream, and was not only
a wooded, but abounded with rocks,
nots: depressions, ravines, and c
places, where it was certain
erson to try to make his way
darkness, unless he knew every
8 wae the tos sean
8 the locality for which you
“ht qs aiming. Here he was confident
Stir Ing security against the Sioux,
Sh they might’ be near at hand.

knew ; 4
thr Just where to go, for he had hunted

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rough it many “times, with his friend

oe Brophy, for whose company he longed

a an: ever before.
h az wanted food, but it. could not be
extene © aid not need it, however, to the
vh nt of suffering. At the noon halt,
‘sprin his master sat on the ground by a
Pony re old vette ap eat his Lonely a
or cropped the succulent g!
that grew around: and he could stand it

 

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lof little use, but they

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GoonD NEws.

quite well until the morrow. The animal
needed rest and shelter more than any-
thing else, and it was that which his
young master meant he should have.

As if he understood jt all, the horse of
his own accord struck into a brisk gal-
lop, which rendered unnecessary any
other protection from the cold. The snow
was still falling, but the temperature
was not low, and there was not enough
on the ground to interfere with the trav-
eling of the animal, who maintained his
vace until the abrupt appearance of the
rocky section, with its trees and boulders,
compelled him to drop to a slow walk,
with his nose thrust forward, as if ,to
scent every step of the way, lixe an ele-
phant crossing a doubtful bridge.

“Here we are, my boy!” called - out
Warren, “and you couldn’t have come
more truly, if the sun had been shining.

It certainly was a marvelous piece of
woodcraft, if such it ae be called, on
the part of the pony, that he should have
struck the spot so accurately, and yet it
is scarcely less marvelous that, had he
needed direction, his master was compe-
ent to give it, despite the darkness and
the snow.

Warren left the saddle for the last
time. With no starsor moon in the sky,
and with the snow falling faster than
it would seem that one’s eyes were
served their pur-
pose well in the present instance. ay-
ing no heed to the animal, he bent over,
groping his ad ea Phe uattin,

3 bruptly on the edge of the ‘ie,
began abruptly : minutes thus
when he came upon that for which he
was looking—an opening between a mass
of boulders, along which a person or
animal could make his way with little

ifficulty.

: “Here we are, Jack, my boy! Come on;
we’ll soon reach our house.”

With more thrusting forward of the
head, and snuffing of the air, the pony
oveyed, though it is hardly to be sup-
posed that he understood all that was

said to him. :
On the previous winter, when Warren

Starr and Tim Brophy were hunting in
this section, they. ound game so abun-
dant that they decided to spend two or
three days in the neighborhood. Accord-
ingly they put up ashelter which afforded
good protection at night, and would do
the same against any storm not too vio-
dozen feet in length formed
per edge projecting
a yard or more.

lent. Arocka
a half-circle, the u

ver to the extent o
ae d was to lean a number,

that was require .
, s against this, the upper parts
Sb if ledge, *while the lower

‘ rted by t z
restodk on the ground, some eight or ten

ray from the base,
femhese branches being numerous and
thickly placed, constituted what might
be considered a pee with only the
ing in front.
as this rude shelter that War-
ren Starr and Tim Brophy had spent a
couple of nights in comparative comfort.
The second one was bitterly cold, and
they kindled a fire near the entrance. The
smoke caused some trouble, but wrapped
in their thick blankets, and stretched
out back to ee vee slept as soundly
if in their beds at home,
asics the structure which the youth
had in mind when he turned his peer
the regular trail and made for the wild
solitude through which he now began
threading his way, and it was a striking
tribute to his woodcraft and knowledge
that within fifteen minutes he aee
the very spot, with his pony at his Ron:
“This is the place’ he remarked to is
animal, “ ae ere ane = a ee
ighted, an 's_ best -

ee re vittle before retiring for the
night.” aa
7 a rubber match-safe from Al
naghan ne ignited one of the tiny bits of
wood shading the twist of flame from
the snow-flakes, though there was. no
Se eantie since he had visited the
lace, and the elements were likely to
Pave played hayoc with the structure
during that period, for in that part of
our Union the blizzard and tempest raise

the mischief at certain seasons.
He was gratified, however, to Bae Be
slight change effected. One or two of the
long branches had fallen to the ground,
and several others weie askew. He was
obliged to fling aside the mateh while he
devoted some minutes to straightening
them. This was effected so well that
when he ste ped inside and struck an-
other match, as saw not a flake of snow
filtering through the crevice, though
there was likely to be considerable betore

morning. al ye
oy n!” was the astonishing ¢
ama tHe youth made to his pony, who
stood looking at him, as if wondering
what the next move, was to be. The situ-
ation was amusing and mos Solenent the
i ith Warre :
ludlerous sige va. rifle in the other,

{ e hand, his i
mattis heavy blanket wrapped about his

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this unexpected invitation to share the
couch of his master,

But he was an obedient animal, and
with some more sniffing and poking for-
ward of his nose, he stepped-slowly for-
ward until he was entirely within the
rude structure.

“Now lie down,” added Warren, light-
ing another match, and Jack obeyed with
more promptness than before. Then the
youth flung the broad, heavy blanket
over the pony so as to envelop as much
of him as possible, lay down close to the
front of his body, adjusting the hoofs as
best he could, drew the rest of the cover-
ing over himself, and was excusable for
chuckling:

“Now, Jack, old fellow, what’s to pre-
vent us from sleeping as snug as a bug
ina rug? Hey, my boy?”

Everything promised well, but before
either could fall asleep, they were startled
beyond measure by hearing some one
moving outside. Whispering to the horse
to keep still, Warren slipped out from
under the blanket and moved softly to
the opening, revolver in hand. As he did
so, he ran squarely against another per-
son who was in the act of entering the
place of shelter.

(T0 BE CONTINUED.)
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{This Story will not be Published in Book-Form,}

A Roving Gommissio

OR, :

FOUR NAVAL CADETS ABROAD.

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By CHAS. H. CRANSTON.

es

(‘A ROVING COMMISSION,” was commenced in No,
134. Back numUers can be obtained of all News
Agents.)

CHAPTER XVII.

STEALING A ‘SHIP.
39

FF UGH McGOVERN at once dropped
de] his merry mien and took on a

stern one,

“Thank you, gentlemen. Ihave
been in the Troubles and know some-
thing of them. We must. shift this
place, which will be overrun by that cav-
alry as soon as they come: up. Thim
Uhlans is loike gipsies to scatther over
all the worruld and go prodding and
punching wid thim long pinted clothes
poles of their’n. When all these barba-
rians make arush to go to the roadside
to salute the governor, follow my lade!
I have studied the ground, and if we can
rache the shed where thot balloon is
shtored, bedad! it is safe—for a toime,
we are, to shtand thim off.”

It was as good advice as they could
expect.

McGovern had raised himself, to the
level of the emergency.

On came the picturesque party in the
flaring lights. :

The fortress was peopled with the gar-
rison, eager to hail the chief.

Of a sudden, a sharp but not so loud a
crack was heard, and a rush of water,

That in the moat went down two feet
in atwinkling, and continued to fall with
augmented speed.

he cracking continued, only so much
more paseeptibic that the soldiers on the
west side, looking down, were frightened.

When the ditch water was half out,
the south-west bastion, over the treasure-
room, collapsed, as though its solid walls
were made of salt which had dissolved.

A terrible scream arose from the num-
erous officers and soldiers guarding the
treasure and the remains of their deputy
governor and the Mexican, not to be re-
moved until the superior came. ;

, The other soldiers did not rush to their
rescue, as they were swamped knee-deep
in water, and crushed under the crumb-
ling masonry.

One-third of the castle, the prison part,
and the oldest, (built in 1542, in fact)
was tottering and toppling in on the
yielding dungeons, mass by mass. At
every thundering fall, screams went up
from the men, who, brave enough before
an expected and usual peril, were un-
nerved by this disaster in'the night.

Besides, the insidious and silent way
appals, in which water does its destruc-
tive work. ;

The water in the ditch almost showed
the bottom, a coat of weeds and slime,
in which, from the breaking walls, sol-
diers were floundering, where they had
fallen or leaped.

A fine time for the general-governor to
arrive for a greeting!

“Now for it,” whispered McGovern ; “run
for it, and divi] snatch the hindermost !”

They did not need this amiable threat.

They were all young, trained athletes,
ana their late strain of adventures had set

a259

The way they got over the ground was
a surprise to those few who saw them
flit, as it were, from amid their. feet,
and run in the opposite direction to that
the mass was hurrying.

But when the boys were about half-

way, and thé Irishman, falling behind,
| was wisbine he had not shouted that
| wish, a loud shout announced another

disaster at the fort. Some of the demol-
ished masonry had broken down the
sluices which prevented the little river
overfilling the moat. This was once more
filled and the water poured in under the
castle and widened the breach, An enor-
mous square of wall, swaying since some
time, gave way in a piece, and a boom
like thunder rent the air, while tLe earth
| quaked,

Everybody staggered, but the cadets
| were knocked up against the fence of the
/ balloon shed,

“The ‘ladder,’” said Lanyan, and he

pulled the Irishman up to the boards.
Oscar stood next him, and the creole
| Shinned up them in atwinkling.
anced himself on the edge, and leaned
down to give Kelner a pull, while Me-
| Govern “boosted” him.

Then, both leaned over and pulled up
Hugh, who was alert as a hunting spider,

“Who goes there— Wer da?” challenged
somebody behind, as they turned round
on the perch, and a growl from a dog
accentuated the challenge.

It was a watchman and his dog, a half-
bred bull, who had neither been influenced
by the castatrophe at the fort, mainly
because the man was deaf as a post and
the dog was of a race not concerned in
the arrival of a governor or the smasb-
ing of soldiers and jailers.

‘he three were about to jump down
for a struggle, when they were antici-

ated by the ledge-board, never meant to
101d such a load, coming off and the
party falling, as one, right on the dog;
the man was knocked down, too, by Me-
Govern, who caught him by the leg, and
for a few seconds the tangle of legs and
arms was complicated.

The dog was breathless, and Lanyan,
seizing it with both hands by the tail,
and rising, gave it a heave and a
sling which both sent it to the other side
of the enclosure with such speed that it
never could have realized what ex-
pedited it.

The man, seized between Oscar and
| Hugh, was stunned with his own club,
| gagged, and bound with some rope yarn
with which the balloon-yard was car-
peted, and bundléd into a corner,

There was no need to ask where they
were,

It was the
ready been with Perry.

“An idea,” said he, eager with the fire.
of daring; “why not cast off the lines,
get up the power and sail away!”

“Yes, it is an idea,” said Lanyan,
laughing regretfully. ;

“One we can execute! Do you think I
did not use my eyes and gumption while
I was the guest on the machine. Come
on, quick! lay to! Show them that work
is Jack’s play !”

They resumed the racing. It was to get
the balloon-ship cleared for an ascen-
sion.

It was dark and that was not in their
favor; only Oscar knew anything about
the affair; they had to hurry, for they
could not. expect to have no interruption.

* But the great apparatus was so skill-
fully construeted, with that perfection
of detail that the German is famous for,
and above all the training in our acad-
emy is so thorough and practical that the
three did the work of twenty men.

The ehgine was whizzing; the fans re-
volved; the inflation had not been less-
ened, and the ship floated when they at-
tacked her.

“Get aboard,” cried Lanyan, “or you
will be left.”

“ Besides,” said Kelner, obeying, “they
are coming. The fort is half ruins, and
they are only in each other’s way at the
rescuing.”

“Oh, ain't they b'yes!"” said McGovern,
hugging himself for the delight of the
scheme succeeding, as. the air-ship went
up thirty—fifty feet at a jump.

Some shots were fired at the ship, but
the muskets were soon stayed; the officers
knew that it must not be injured.

In the next three minutes small arms
were. useless. ’ : ‘

“Fare-thee-well, me jewels!” shouted -
Hugh; “sind us a lock of your hair all
bround by mail—Oi have an ould mother
who is makin a feather bed of moss and
laves, and your wool will make the
whole light and elastic!”

And he began to sing, or rather howl,
“Up in a balloon, b’yes!” as a vent to his
feelings.

Lanyan and Oscar were at the board of
electrical guiding machinery which con-
trolled the eraft. Their light weight
compensated for what gas had been let
escape to let her ride easy at her moor-
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“Direct the search-light,” said Oscar.
“On the castle to begin with.”

It was a dreadful spectacle that the
long bright beam irradiated.’ From the
devastated castle the soldiers were extri-
cating the dead and crippled, working
knee-deep in the dirty tide, mixed mud
and crumbled mortar. Halfthe old build-
ing was washed level, and the cther was
crevassed and unsafe.

Prisoners were yelling to be saved from
the two dooms threatening them, death
by crushing or drowning. .

‘The governor, a fine man with a long,
white beard, square cut, with the breast
of his uniform blazing with orders, was
standing on a mound of ruins, directing

the rescue and the shoring up of the|

tottering walls

“Nothing
baum,” said Kelner, using a spy-glass of
great power, part of the furniture of the
aerial vessel,

“How’s the wind?” asked Lanyan.

It was cool but calm up there.

McGovern was an .aerometer, by ex-
perience, and said:

“The night breeze here comes off those
mountains,”—to the east—“and is setting
toward the forest where we lost Mr.
E]more.” 2 : :

It was his indirect manner of directing
attention again on his favorite.

“You are right,” said Oscar. “Mr.

_Lanyan, if you have the knack of the

steering of this new-fangle, will you
head her for that biack spot in the dark
pine? As far‘as [ can recall, it was-about
there that the parachute would fall.”
“Besides, sir, I think those tiny specks
of light would be lamps—those people
who left the town on the run, were look-
ing for our friend.” ’ : E
“What wud they be looking for him,
for?” grumbled Hugh; “is it to ate him?”
Nobody replied. ‘They had their own
thoughts to engross them. Nothing else,
for the air-ship was sailing beautifully.
Oh, how those two lads thanked old
Uncle Sam about then that they had
such superior education. Where would
ordinary youths be in so novel a craft, a
mile from theearth? Wishing themselves

safe down again!

For a space, as they sped over the val-
ley, the silence was marked, after the
tumult at the castle. All was lonely,
too. The peasants slept, and the dogs
were too frightened to bay as the balloon
glanced over them.

The search-light had its cap on, for
they lrad nothing to view, now, below.

“Hark!” said McGovern, who had taken
to watching while the cadets, close to-
gether, were studying the steering and
the rest of the appliances, ~

“What, and where?”

-“On the weather side, sir! horses!
They are going at top spade! I reckon
it is thim Uhlan fellies, and they are
pursooing us!”

“Turn the search-light on them!”

Hugh pointed the capped tube, with
reflector within, at the horsemen in the
valley, and suddenly whipped off the cap.
The beam shot through space and flashed
so fiercely in the eyes of the horses that
they reared in full career. =

“That's that blundering Irishman!

_ “What do they say?”
“Hare and hounds!” muttered McGov-
crossing himself. “Do yees hear
thot, now? van of thim lancers sings

“out to us that a blundhering Oirishman

pinted the loight! How did he know
that?”

*

“You. curio!” returned Oscar, who
could not help laughing, “look through
the spy-glass! It is some one who knows
you re ~~,

“ Then to Lanyan he whispered+

“Lower fast at both ends! It is Rosen-
baum, and I do believe he has my father
with him; a third man on the same
horse as Gus is, a stranger to me. Per-
haps they have that Mexican a prisoner.”

The aCe began to descend.

“Powers above!” said the Trishman,
almost letting the glass drop; “it is
that villin of the worruld, Gus! And
who is the company wid him?”

The air-ship approached the ground, on
a level place so near that the horses
shied at the immense mass, and the three
had to alight. : z

“Passengers for the Lord knows where !
‘eried McGovern, standing at the side

-and lowering the lead-weighted end of

a ladder of rope and wooden steps, used
for’ distinguished visitors. “You are

_welkim as flowers in May, my dear Gush-

stave-us |”

“My father! said Kelner as ‘the gen-

eral, supported by Rosenbaum and the
young peasant, climbed up the ladder.

They followed, with a good deal of
trepidation on the part of the peasant,
who had no idea of such a wonder
before.

As for Gus, from the moment he saw
his officers and his “bo,” that fs brother,
he would have stepped into a hath of
vitriol had they been bathing init.

“Tt was a great scene to tune up the
strings of the heart,” said McGovern.

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of the “Schnapper,” which was immedi-
ately clear of earth and sailing toward
the woods.

“No news of Perry?” said the general,
informed of the incidents occurring out
of his range. “Yes, it is our duty to
learn what befell him.”

{TO BE CONTINUED. ]

CAME T0 BE A DETECTIVE.

———e

BY H. C. PIERCE,

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= VERYBODY has heard of Gorette
4) Ellotson, the great cattle drover.
o{j There has never been a man like
him since in the cattle business.

He used to bring the creatures on by
the thousand to any of the great commer-
cial centers; he bad hundreds of men in
his employ, picked fellows. Hehad a sort
of instinet in selecting his men, and
hever made but one mistake, and of that
hereafter. ;

He made an awful lot of money in his
ventures, and I never knew of any one
grudging him his luck, for he was a
splendid fellow, with an open hand and
purse for every poor one with less luck
than himself that he came across.

He was a magnificent looking man, too,
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Hercules, and hair.and beard like a lion’s | h

mane, : ‘

He was not a lady’s man, though, for
all he was so handsome.

There was a sort of legendary story of
some disappointment in his early life.
He was the soul of graciousness and
kindness among men—a kingly sort of
man to all men—but brusque, reserved,
and abrupt to all women.

The announcement of his approaching
marriage was an amazement to every
one. He was to marry arich heiress in
Chicago—a girl with a face like a new-
blown rose, and eyes like morning glor-
ies; a girl with asoul as bond and up-
soaring as a lark’s, and a heart like a
nest of young bicds, if she was an heir-

ess.

1 don’t know how he came to fall in
love with her; nobody did but her. Any-
how, he worshiped her, and she—I arti
not be sacrilegious enough to venture
upon any name for her love of hin.

Wait, you shallsee for yourselves.

I was never a detective, I never thought
of such a thing, till the day, the night
pein that Gorette Ellotson was mur-

ered.

Mind you, I was a wretch in the
streets, the most miserable outcast that
ever wandered there, when he took me
up. Iwas going to the bad as fast as I
could—I didn’t know anywhere else to

o. I grew upin the streets. I never
ene even the difference between my
neighbor's money and ay own, till
Gorette Ellotson one day took me by the
collar as_ I was picking his pocket of a
well-filled purse. Well, instead of deliv-
ering me over to the police, as I deserved,
he undertook to show me the difference
between right and wrong, and did it.

Never mind what he did for me; I
could never tell if I talked a hundred
years. I was a beggarly cur, trying to
steal from him, when he took me up at
fifteen years.

For another fifteen years he saw to me,
kept a good hand over me, and ended by
making me his cumpanion and friend.
You can imagine, perhaps, how I loved
him. However, that is not the sort of
love I set out to tell you of.

Leila Hendricks was an_ heiress—a
rich one, too. Of course I don't give you
her real name. Ellotson was a man every-
body knew, but very few knew the name
of the girl whom he had chosen for his
wife. She was an heiress; she was beau-
tiful; she must be something wonderful,
or Gorette Ellotson would never have
thought of marrying her. That was all
any one knew about her, except a very
few, of whom I was one,

Well, they were to have been married
on Sunday morning. :

Ellotson had his notions, and that was
one—to be married on Sunday. There
were to be no groomsmen, no bridemaids,
no parade whatever. They two were to

x0 ‘quietly to church together, and be|h

married after the morning service.

But that Sunday morning, never came
for Gorette Ellotson.

I was with him till about ten o’clock
on Saturday night, when I ran out for a
few minutes on some business of my
own, expecting to return almost immedi-
ately, for we occupied adjoining rooms;
but it was half an hour, perhaps more.
before I got back. I had a small errand
for him, so I went to his room.

What do you think I found there?

_ A corpse !—a dead, cold shape of clay,
instead of the magnificent living man I
had left!

He was leaning ont of one of the win-
dows when I went away, half-in, half-
out—mooning, I had called it to him, for

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there was a splendid moon, and in its

light the hotel garden below, which was | d

a dusty. neglected place by day, looked
romantic enough for even a lover to pour
his dreams into.

The gas was turned low, andI never
mistrusted anything was wrong till I
got close beside him.

Then it was the unnatural position that
struck me first; the body leaned against
the right-hand window post, the noble
head thrown back, the tawny beard and
hair framing a face of awful and majes-
tic beauty, a face set in the marble of
death.

Half-way between that sculpturesque
chin and his waist something glittered—

the steely hilt of the weapon that had|h

slain him.

Ah! the villain that could kill so much
goodness, The good that man would have
done in the world if he had lived! The
wretches he had saved from destruction !
Ah! well, that is not what I set out to
tell you, is it?

The first thought I had as I stood look-
ing at him dead in the moonlight was—
“Vengeance |” :

“T loved him beyond the love of woman,”
I said to myself.

But I did not. There is no love but
God’s that passes woman’s. God’s best
gift to man is a true woman’s true love.
Yet I loved him in my way. I had never
had anything to love but him.

Somehow Leila Hendricks heard what
ad happened—I’]] tell how presently.

As I sat watching him in the gray of
the morning, for they would not allow
him to be touched till the arrival of the
coroner, she came piaing into the room
cold and white, and beautiful as a spirit,

She never looked at Mme—she saw only
him. She went straight to the window
and _ stood eee. over him some mo-
ments. I am sure she did not shed a tear.

She kissed the cold, dead face many
times. She put her slim, white, jeweled
hands through that bonnie beard and
hair, and held them to her lips; but I am
sure she did not cry.

The grief that weeps, my friend, is
soonest soothed.

I never thought of speaking to her, nor
did any one in the room—TI had three be-
side me, watching the dead man.

Suddenly she turned to me—I was
nearest. Her face was stony, her lips
whiter than his, but her eyes were like
daggers.

“You loved him, too,” she said, ab-
ruptly; “Iknow youdid. I haveseen you
look at him; and he loved you; I have
heard him speak of you; I know by the
look in your eyes that you would (give

our life to find the man who killed him.

ou and I will find him together—the
wretch—to kill a man like that!”

She turned and stood looking at the
dead man.

“My darling, I cannot bring you back
to life,” she said, “but I can avenge you,
and I will.”

Then she was silent, but sat down on
the window seat beside her dead lover,
touching his hair now and then, and
stroking his beard, and putting her lips
against his hand, his face, his clothing,

Five hours we sat there, or occasion-
ally moved about a little, and spoke to
each other in low voices. i

None of us addressed her, except as she
spoke to us, and we answered,

At ten o’clock the inquest was held.

Then for the first time it was discov-
ered that the dagger which had killed
Ellotson was gone,

We looked each other in the face in
blank amaze. But Leila Hendricks came
almost. instantly forward, and laid the
eer we were looking for upon the

able.

long shuddering sigh, “You may look at
it, but you shall not have it.”

The coroner extended his hand.

“I beg your pardon,” she said, stopping
him. “Don't you touch it, No hand but
mine has been on it since his
eet into the noblest heart that ever

eat.

She had not shed a tear, mark you,
before. But from the beginning of that
last. sentence her voice rose—rose in a
kind of sob that we all expected to end in
ascream. But it did not. ;
She quieted down almost instantly, but
er eyes were not wet, and as she stood,
her little white, jeweled hand covering
the dagger which had taken her lover’s
life, the tears gathered slowly, and
dripped down her marble face.

The coroner, a very dignified gentleman,

had very big traces of tears in his eyes,
in spite of himself, as he spoke to Miss
Hendricks.
_ He had objected at first to her being
in the room, but had consented at my
earnest entreaty, tor I knew—judging her
by myself—that she would never consent
to be excluded. ’ =. :

“Iam most sorry, Miss Hendricks,” he
said, politely, “that you are here. It is
no place for a woman. I objected from
the first to your being here.”

She turned and looked at him with

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eyes that blazed, one hand on the fatal
agger, one on her side.

“Did you?” she said, calmly. “Well,
object away. It will make no difference,
Who cares most who killed”—a_ long,
dreadful si h—“him—you or 1? Natur-
ally I; for I was his betrothed wife. It
needed no priest’s blessing to make me
flesh of his flesh. I was that from the
first, and I mean to avenge him. Who are
you? Simply the officer appointed by law
to find out who killed him. No doubt you
will do your was Gentlemen,” and she
swept the whole board with her flashing
eyes, “I have no doubt that you will do
your duty. But I loved him. "This is my
dagger. It was stoleti from me to kill
im with. Oh, my darling,” turning to
the dead man, and lifting her arms, “that
ae of mine should have been taken
to kill you with.”

For an instant she burst into loud
weeping. Then turning to the coroner,
ve a stately pas her head:

ou perceive—this is my property.”

She took the weapon aan. hid it in-
stantly in the bosom of her velvet robe.

But——” exclaimed the coroner.

She raised her hand.

Z I loved him; you never saw him.”

That has nothing to do with it,” said
the coroner, majestically.

You will find it has,” she answered,
her hand clutching her robe. “This is my
dagger, and I mean to keep it. I will
find the man who killed him; you never
would. I know what the law is—so
slow, so circumspect, so careful. I am
worth a thousand laws, for I mean to
bring that murderer to justice. Ah, you
work for money, I work for love.”

And before any one could interpose, if
aca ues wished, she was gone from the

As she passed me she bent a moment.

Come to me as soon as you can.”

The coroner looked av the other gentle-
men of the jur , glanced slightly at the
pera standing round, and called for
the next witness, é

At the close of the investigation, he
aeiourned the jury to meet the next day.

hey met,

The result was nothing. His intention

ad been to bring Miss Hendricks for- |

ward, but long before the dawning of

another day Miss Hendricks and I were —

far away on the track of the man who
killed Gorette Ellotson. ;

I have said, in the beginning of this
story that Ellotson had made one mis-
take in his selection of men to attend to
his Immense droves of cattle.

his mistake was named Ilex Camero,
a handsome, big-eyed Italian, with the
stature and carriage of a prince, but with
a look, in spite of all, that made good
men distrust him. /

Ellotson had never really liked= the
man, though he had come to him with @
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ero was a ° 188
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Miss Hendricks was an enthusiast—a
fanatic, you may say—in musical matters.
Camero was another. She had chanced

upon him in extreme destitution in the -

Streets of Chicago, and had taken him as
teacher till his health began to fai], when
she suggested to him that he ought to
have some out-of-door em loyment for @
ras, and sent him to Ellotson accord-
ingly.

As I have said, Ellotson had never .
really liked him, but he had been kind to
him for the sake of his betrothed.

[ know he killed Gorette,” Miss Hen-
dricks said to me; “I am as sure of it as
if I had seen him do the deed. .
the man well; he was a splendid musi-
Clan. I never dreamed that my kindness
to him could be misconstrued. But he

id misconstrue it. He wanted me to
marry him, and when I refused, he went
away with threats. The same night I
missed this, the dagger with which he
killed my darling. It is a curious ol
thing, you see. oncha it at a second-

and store merely as a curiosity. Camero _
a somnises it. Iam sure as thet eee

e stole m nd kille
Gorette |” Pt so

Well, to make
was right,
gether.

He never denied anything, but gave
himself up at once, as soon as hesaw her.

‘Yes, I killed him!” he said. “I don’t
think I meant to do it when I went
there. I stole your dagger, because it was
yours, not with any intention of killing
him with it. But when I saw him lean-
ing out of his window, looking so happy:
and handsome, I grew mad all in a mo-
struck him. Then I ran

a long story short, she
We hunted the man down to-

away.
Hung? Of course.
the papers, you would know that.
Ellotson was such a fine man, and so
generally beloved, that his murder created -
a terrible sensation, and my being 80°
much concerned in the business was the
occasion of my turning detective.
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His name he declared to be “Adolphus
Jones,” but to the ee he was known as
“Buttons,” and by this cognomen must
be known to our readers also,

“Buttons, my boy,” Mat said one morn-
ing, “where on earth did you get those
togs from?”

It was the dinner hour, and Mat and
his chum, Alf Watson, were watching
the fat youth cleaning some harness,

“Merriman,” called the principal,
“come, for goodness sake, do, or we shall
be floored entirely.”

The good doctor,in his anxiety,shouted
this in the hearing of all the “Boun-
cers,” who burst into peals of laughter.

Mat walked forward, his bat over his
shoulder, and glanced meaningly at the
principal.
ae eases Seta in the sn =

4ighton, who was beginning to look} “This liver-rie,” return
“blue,” and that youth grinned de- eee Rp preeantadee a EaNeeme:
Nets ape “Presented !" interrupted Watson.

he ouncer” with the black mus-/ “Yes; I axes pardon. This handsome
tache was a first-class pitcher and his | jiver-rie was presented to me by General
balls were like gun-shots for speed and | Washington Flush, my late master,”
accuracy. : | “Come off!" laughea Mat; “no such
Doctor Sage’s boys were afraid to face | personage ever existed.”

[This Story Will Not be Published in Book-Form.}

MAT MERRIMAN, THE MESMERIST:

OR,
FUN AT REDDING SCHOO.

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(“MAT MERRIMAN,” was commenced in No, 130. Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents. ]

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CHAPTER XXX.
VICTORY OF REDDING SCHOOL.

U FEW mornings later, the post-
y man brought Dr. Sage an import-

3. ~ tant looking letter from the rival
~~“ school—Bouncer’s.

The worthy doctor read it through,
looked astonished, rubbed his chin re-
flectively, and then laughed.

After morning prayers he made known
its contents to the boys of tne higher
classes, as it concerned them in a great
measure,

The letter ran:

“To Dr, Sage, Principal of Redding School:
“My DeaRSIR.—I hold ont to you the hand of
friendship. Let by-gones be by-gones. It has
been suggested to me by the captain of my
School that we have, at an early date, a grand

base-ball match, on either your ground or mine 4

—we are not particular. That (1) the losing
side shall forfeit every bat, ball—in short,
everything pertaining to the game—that they

bring into the field ; that (2) none but aiateurs | >

(i. €., members of the schools, either teachers or
scholars) be admitted to participate in the
atch; and (3) that a full account of the match
be published in the Redding Weekly News. I

leave you, if you entertain the friendly sugges- | %

tion, to name the place and the day upon which
the match can be played. Yours, dear sir,
very truly, TIMOTHY BOUNCER,”

Doctor Sage read the foregoing aloud
to the “select” and the first class, and
when he had concluded there was not a
dissenting voice in either of the classes,

‘he fellows were overjoyed, and Ligh-
ton, the captain, was at once dispatched
to Bouncer's to make the necessary ar-
rangements.

That day two weeks was fixed for the
grand match, and during the interval
= ae nine eo batting, pitch-
ng, ect., late and early.

Kat Merriman was included in the
number—indeed, he held a place of con-
siderable importance, being a clever

atsman and pitcher.

When the auspicious day arrived, they
adjourned to a large, newly-mown field,
which had been hired for the occasion,
and their opponents were not long in
joining them.

They had jointly gone to the expense
of a tent, which was pitched in one cor-
ner of the field. | ~

“The ‘Bouncers’ have come out strong,

' Mat remarked to Lighton.

“They have,” growled the captain of
the Redding School boys, “and it strikes
me very forcibly that we are caught.
See what great fellows they have brought.
I didn’t know Bouncer had so many as-
sistants.”

“T fear,” returned Mat, “that this is a
planned concern among them to get all
our bats and balls, They feel sure of
eres and I’m afraid it’s a put up

ob ”

_ “Well,” said Lighton, “we can’t give
in now, so we must do our best, though
I'll swear there’s foul play by the num-
ber of big fellows in the field. You see
that stout chap with a black mustache?

“Scarlet cap on? ay

“The same, Well, if he isn’t a well-
known professional, I’ll eat him, for I
saw him playing in a match near my
place during the summer vacation.’
' gan ws must expose him. Bouncer
S a sly old fox.” .

“Never: mind yet. We'll see how the
match progresses first.”

The game was_ tossed for, and the
“Bouncers” won the inning after toss-
ing up for it. 7

/ he young fellow with the black mus-
tache, to whom Lighton had alluded,
took the first»bat.

He handled it cleverly, and completely
baffled Lighton, who was catching, and
his every action proved him to be a
clever and practiced hand.

The “Bouncers” played uncommonly

well, and won the first two innings.

acennr Sage smiled, but it was a sad
sm e. a

“Young gentlemen,” he said, “I fear
that we must forfeit all that we have
brought with us; but there, I won't dis-
conrage you. Get some refreshments,
and an hour’s rest; we may win yet.”

The sides now separated for a while. —

“We shall win!” Mat exclaimed, con-

fidently.
A goodly number of the fellows looked

 

very doubtful, for it was whispered that
Bouncer’s wonderful batsman was an
equaliy wonderful pitcher. The doctor
smiled at Mat.
“Why are you so confident?” he asked.
“T believe, sir, and so does our captain,
Mr. Lighton, that Mr. Bouncer is impos-
ing a professional upon us. f course,
this' is a breach of the agreement of
Bouncer’s own making, and is foul play;
therefore, after I have proved this, if our
fellows get scooped, I shall not hesitate
to turn the tables on the old humbug.”
The doctor and the youths understood
Mat’s meaning, and laughed heartily.
“Of course,” the principal said, “if it
really is as you imagine, I applaud you

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he asked,

“Ha, ha! what conceit!” laughed the

formidable “Bouncer.”

“You won’t knock me out at all,” said
Mat, fixing his eyes on those of the other,
and at once bringing him under control.
“Are you a teacher, or in any way con-

nected with Mr. Bouncer?” he asked.

“No, no,” stammered the mesmerized
lay in this
I’m ———, the well-known pro-

man. “He is paying me to
match.
fessional.”

Mat was satisfied.

“You must pitch perfectly straight

now,” he laughed.
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“Wot?” gasped Buttons; “didn’t I open
the door in his elegant apartment house?
Didn’t I——”

“Shut up,” cried Mat. “I don’t believe
you ever saw anything but a cheap tene-
ment in your life.”

“Yew don’t?” gasped Buttons.

“T don’t; nor that you have ever been
hall-boy.. No one would have such a
disgusting lump of fat about a house.”

“How then hev I got this suit of beau-
tiful liver-rie?” asked Buttons,  tri-
umphantly.

“From some old clothes dealer in the
Bowery,” retorted Mat. “See how nicely
it fits your symmetrical figure.”

Buttons actually paled, for he had told
Doctor Sage a similar story, and fancied
that it was upon these merits that he
had secured his new place. The doctor
had taken him because he was hard
Eneke for a servant, without troubling
iim. for references, except the distin-
guished one the naughty Adolphus had
volunteered.

“Young gentlemen,” insinuated But-

. tons, “you are a jokin’. As though I’d

be seen in an old clothes shop; I, late

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THE GROUND, LOCKED IN A CLOSE EMBRACE.

in your efforts to prevent us from being
publicly and dishonestly defeated.’

“Hear, hear!” shouted the nine &

A little later the “Bouncers” came
boastfully into the field, declaring that
“Sage’s fellows had better go back to
schog], and give in, as their pitcher had
determined to win a run every hit.”

However, Mat was among them—Mat
Merriman, the mesmerist—and this was
sufficient to give them every hope, for had
he not promised to turn the tables on
their rivals?

Doctor Sage’s boys rushed from the
field, and rapidly took their places.

Lighton and Mr. Strange had_ had
their innings first, being considered the

st batsmen. -

Perhe “Bouncer” with the black mus-
tache was the pitcher of his side, as al-
ready hinted, and he could handle the
ball quite as well as the bat,

When the fielders wage well fixed and
all ready, he sang out “Time,” and,
although it was only a ground ball, Mr,
Strange made a hit and gained the third

ase.
z “How’s that, umpire?” (Mr. Bouncer
and Doctor Sage were the umpires)
shouted the “Bouncer” with the black

mustache. ;
“Good, very good,” grinned Mr. Boun-
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cer. ; : :

Doctor Sage smiled in a melanchol
manner, and looked anxiously in the di-
rection of our hero. Lighton was the
‘only fellow who could play the clever
“Bouncer’s” balls, but he was onto all

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tor Sage’s boys had scored but three runs
in all, and two of their fellows were out,

From that moment his arm lost its cun-
ning, and his balls were easily nit.

The “Bouncers” were astounded, and
Doctor Sage’s boys were delighted.
Bouncer himself groaned and stamped
about, while Dr. Sage laughed and rubbed
his hands.

At the end of the inning their nine had
scored 24 runs, when old Bouncer made
a sign, and his followers rushed from the
field, seizing what they could in the way
of goods as they fled,

Doctor Sage’s boys raised loud cries of
triumph and derisive laughter,

They were victors! Left in proud pos-
session of the field, and at least several
dollars’ worth of base-ball bats, balls,
gloves, and bases,

Hurrah for Mat Merriman!

He was borne to school on the shoul-
ders of his admiring companions!

CHAPTER XXXII.
ADOLPHUS JONES, “BUTTONS,”

F course Doctor Sage had to have
anew porter in the place of Bob
Blunt, and a new teacher in the

a" place of Mr. Whalley. Both of
these strangers we intend to introduce
to our readers, so we will proceed with
the porter,

He was a youth blessed with a super-
abundance of fat, of about sixteen win-
ters and summers. 2

He boasted of having been hall-boy in
one of the finest apartment houses in
New York, and when he applied at the
academy for a situation, he did so ar-
rayed in gorgeous uniform, studded over
with numberless buttons,

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by false peeeanae which
means six months’ hard labor, if I inform
the doctor of the shameful imposition.”

Buttons. turned white again, and

| dropped upon his knees,
“Oh,

gentlemen, don’t say a word o’

but—”
“No more falsehoods,” commanded Mat,

| “or I’ll have you exposed.

Buttons collapsed.

“Now,” continued our hero, “we will
keep the secret on one condition.”

“Anything,” groaned Buttons.

“Well, up to the present, I hear that
you have beeh a tale-bearer, and a bit of
a sneak,”

“Oh, no I haven't.”

“Oh, yes, you have; and this sort of
thing must be stopped; you must, in ad-
dition, do all that I require of you, no
matter what may be its nature. Do you
agree?”

“I do,” shuddered Buttons, “but don’t

7 | be hard on me, young gentlemen.”

“No,” proceeded Mat, “we shall not be
hard, and I will give you an idea of
what we shall require of you. You kee
the keys of the outer gates, do you not?” »

Buttons nodded,

“Good, It is quite possible that we
shall want to go out occasionally at
night. You must let us out, and.be on
the watch for our return; and shield us
all you can from the principal, when we
are engaged in larking, Do you under-
stand?”

Again Buttons nodded.

“T will, most willingly,” he said.

Watson grinned his approval.

“In short,” concluded Mat, “you are,
as it were, in oar employ, and must obey
us 1n all things.

The fat one looked sad.

“Is there anything to do to-day, young
gentlemen?” he asked, mournfully.

“T think not. Is there, Alf?”

“Well, there are some luscious, peaches
in the next garden, a few of which we
could easily dispose of if we had them,”
Alf suggested, at the same time winking
knowingly at his chum.

Mat took the hint, and, turning to the
unfortunate Buttons, said:

“Wewish you to get a few peaches,
fat one, from Colonel Sothern’s garden—
the nearest one, you know.’

“ Now?”

“Yes; come, be lively, and over the
wall in a twinkling.”

“There’s a dorg about as runs loose, as
big as an elephant,” groaned Buttons.
“Oh, lor! it’s orful, this is.”

Watson grinned delightedly. — -

“Never mind the dog,” he said, consol- .
ingly; “if he should happen to worry you ~
to death. we will attend your funeral.”

“Oh, this is orful!” groaned Buttons.
“Please, let this be till to-morrer.”

“Come, now then,” growled Mat, “over
the wall quick. We must have_ the

peaches now.”

Ruttons regained his feet, and started
reluetantly in the direction of Colonel

Sothern’s garden, which was situated

 
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but a few yards from the school play-
ground,

A high wall surrounded the garden,
which the fat boy eyed hopefully, for he
thought he could declare it to be too
high to climb,

ut in this he was wofully mistaken,
for between them Mat and Alf lifted
him so high that he could easily grasp
the top row of bricks. : é

Seeing that it was impossible to shirk,
he pulled his fat person up, and sat on
the top of the wall, looking dismally
around him. ¥

“Now,” cried Mat, “in es go. What
are you sitting there for? Do you want
some one to see you?”

“Oh! it’s orful deep,” groaned But-
tons. “I can never get back again, gen-
tlemen.”

The two chums roared with laughter,
and the fat one prepared to slip into the
’ road again.

“Back !’ cried Mat. “Remember, your
situation is.at stake, if those peaches
are not coeimenee tee oan:

“Oh!” blubbered Buttons, climbing
back into his former position, “this is
orful dreadful!” es Me 6h

“Bosh!” replied Mat; “in you go.

“Nol” groaned Buttons, desperately ;
“Ican hear the dorg somewhere about,
and I’d sooner lose twenty times twenty
situations than be tored to sarsage meat
by a dorg.” - :

Watson seized a stone in a threatening
manner, and Buttons, under the impres-
sion that it was about to be hurled at
his round head, dodged, and in so doing
lost his equilibrium, and, with a howl
of mortal terror, fell.

The next momeot he found himself in
a heap in Colonel Sothern’s garden, but
he was not hurt, for the earth was soft
and yielding, and, upon discovering this,
he hastened to regain his feet. |

Buttons looked around him with chat-
tering teeth, expecting at every turn to
encounter Colonel Sothern’s dog, which
was justly celebrated for its ferocity. —

“Mu-mu-mur-der !" he murmured, with
shaking knees; and then, as no awful
dog appeared in sight, he gained suffi-
cient courage to think of getting back,

But how? , d

“Those peaches !” cried the voice of Mat,
from over the wall, and a moment later
that young rascal himself appeared as-
tride of it.

“Now, Buttons, you fat duffer, what
are you shivering at? Go and get those
peaches.” “ :

“Oh, lor!” groaned Buttons, “the dorg’s
sure to get me. Do get me out of this,
young gentlemen, or! shall be chawed
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No sooner had the poor Buttons given
utterance to these words than en
like smothered thunder was heard, and
an enormous mastiff was seen tearing
furiously toward him. , :

Behind him ran a footman, armed with
a stout stick.

Buttons screamed with terror; his eyes
started out of his head; his hair stood
upright, and_he felt rooted to the spot.

At length he succeeded in making one

step forward, but the dog grabbed him
. by the seat of his pants, and hung on
like grim death. _

Mat, seeing the danger of the fat boy,
jumped off the wall to his assistance, and
seized the brute by the tail; but a sharp
blow across the shoulders caused him to
hurriedly loose that appendage, and start
savagely round, —

It was the footman who had struck
him, and our hero did not hesitate to
make that gentleman sing with aching
7 ns. »

Who are you hitting?” he cried, fix-
ing his magnetic eyes on those of the
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fellow.”
en could see that he would have to
mesmerize the man, or both he and But-
tons would suffer. oe

The fmet nursed his injured parts,
anal et ae away from the boy,”

mmanded.
ats fellow obeyed him instantly. but
the dog was obstinate, and would not
loose poor aaa moos Pasa seat of his
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eaEascavet. his flesh had luckily escaped
i injury.
Paes sow barked to the doz, which eyed
him with anything but a loving expres-
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seryou bentounded brute,” said the boy,
hastening to bring it into subjection,
“what did you bite for, eh? Come here.

The great mastiff slunk forward. .

Mat patted it on the head, and bade it
lie down while he plucked a little fruit.
“Buttons,” he continued, turning _to

the fat boy, who stood quaking by, with
his hands over the rent in his rear, “you

-needn’t look so frightened. No one will
hurt you now, so stand still while I get

a few pockets full of fruit.
Buttons was astonished at the turn

affairs had taken, but he still distrusted
the dog, and kept his eyes watchfully
open to its every movement,

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The footman looked harmless enough,
for he had seated himself upon the grass,
with a joyous smile upon his face; and
when Mat seized acouple of fine peaches,
he clapped his hands approvingly, and
told him to take as many as he wanted.

“Tf intend doing so,” called the boy;
“don't put yourself out, old fellow.”

When Buttons heard this, his fear fled,
and forgetful of the great dog, which had
lazily closed its eyes, and of the gaping
rent behind, he waddled to the nearest
tree, and set to work.

“Go it, fatty !” laughed Mat.

“T’m a-goin’ to. The folks as live here

| are “oe kind, though the dorg was sav-
| age at fir

rst.”

When Mat had plucked all that he re-
quired, he looked about him to see how
to get out of the garden. This wasa
problem,

The walls were extremely high from the
inside, as the garden lay a couple of feet
below the surface of the road.

“Hang it all!” he exclaimed, “here's a
confounded pickle! Old Sothern might
come across meat any time. I have it;
the footman shall take us through a
gateway.” :

He onty had to will that this should be
done, and the man leaped toward him in-
stantly, the dog trotting behind.

“Let us go through a private gate,” he
commanded,

“Yes, sir,” said the footman, bowing
obsequiously. “This way, sir.”

“Come fatty !” shouted Mat to Buttons,
who still stood beneath a pear, tree,
sweating profusely from his exertions to
tuck away a peck of the fruit.

He hastily filled his cap, and followed
our hero, who was leisurely walking in
the wake of the footman. :

He was just congratulating himself
upon the ease with which he was getting
out of this dilemma, when a terrible
voice, almost like a thunderclap, saluted
his ears:

“James, sir, what the duse are you
doing, and, plague take it, whom have

ou there, pray? And, Lion, you half-
Cred mongrel, you sheepish-looking pup,
what are you doing to thus allow my
property to be stolen?” :

The speaker here presented himself,
and Mat at once recognized in him none
other than the owner of the place—
Colonel Sothern. ;

“Relations of mine,” smiled the foot-
man. “Shall I interdoose them, sir? I
was just goin’—” :

“What!” yelled the colonel, his face
growing as redas the wattles of a turkey
cock. “What the duse are you doing
here with your infernal relations? I be-
lieve it’s all a lie, you idiot! That boy”
—pointing to Mat—“comes from the in-
fernal school next door, for I have seen
the young imp about many a time.”

“The young what?” corrected Mat.

But the colonel went on without heed-
ing him:

“And as for that round-headed ass of a
boot-black, he may bea relation, for he
has just your idiotic grin; but what
the duse, sir, do either of the cubs want
here, carrying away my favorite fruit?”

“Let me pass, please, colonel,” said the
footman, in a highly familiar manner.

But the colonel blocked the way, gasp-
ing and gesticulating wildly with fury.

“The duse, you puppy! Go! I’ve done
with you! No; I’ll have the lot of you
locked up—by Jove, I will! Lion, you
well-fed mongrel, seize them, _ sir.
Thieves, thieves!” he burst forth,

But Lion looked meekly up at his mas-
ter’s face, and wagged his tail.

“I must quiet the old fury,” thought
Mat, “or there will be a host of servants
here to see what’s up. I wish he would
let us pass.”

He could see an outlet a little way be-
yond the colonel; but how to get But-
tons past was the rub.

Alone he could have dodged Colonel
Sothern and run for it, but Buttons he
knew was not a nimble youth.

He considered for a moment, and deter-
mined to get up a bit of wrestling be-
tween the footman and his master, and
while they were so engaged he and the
bell-boy could-bolt. Bs

“Well, colonel,” exclaimed James loft-
ily, “I think your conduct is most out-
rageous, I do.~ Look here, this will have
to.end ina duel to the death. Where
shall we meet? It remains for you to
sar the weapons, the place, and the

our.

Colonel Sothern grew mad with fury,
and, seizing the footman by the collar,
he shook him until his teeth chattered.

James took his punishment very mildly,
but suddenly he wound his arms around
his master’s neck, and the pair rolled to
the ground, locked in a close embrace,

Now was Mat’s chance, and, taking
the wondering Buttons by the arm, he
bade him haste with all speed.

“Let's see the fight over fust,” giggled
the stont one.

But Mat gave him a slap on the ear
that helped to sharpen his wits and has-
ten his bodily movements,

In half a minute they had joined Alt

= -

‘ tleman and all

Watson, who was filled with curiosity
to know what they had been up to, and
our hero did not keep him: long in
suspense.

“But, Mat, this Colonel Sothern is a
big gun about here, and hated and feared
by everybody. We shall hear more of
this,” laughed Alf.

Yes, they were destined to hear more
of Colonel Sothern yet!

(TO BE CONTINUED.)

(This Story will not be Published in Book-Form,]

MORTIMER BLOUNT;
THE WORLD BEFORE HI,

a

By GEORGE H. COOMER.

—_e—————

(“MORTIMER BLOUNT” was commenced in No. 127
Back numbers can be obtained ofall News Agents.

—_+——_

CHAPTER XLIII.

THE WELCOME STRANGER,

fe HEN, first observed, the stran-
Y\ fo ger was several miles distant,
but a light breeze wafted her
easily along, and the canoes
were paddled to meet her,
Never in his life, Mortimer thought,
had he looked upon any sight more beau.
tiful than that broad American ensign
geching _ yee alent at her peak.
» Spoke to him of home and cou y wi
a are bene ea words, Geen
“Three cheers for the Red, White
Blue!” he cried, with irresistible a
ae as the cnt was neared; and
with one accord all joined i e
felt salute, : j n the heart
“Qurrah! hurrah! hurrah !”
“Thank you!” ;

stranger, as all the white men upon her
deck

doffed their h i reaper
ment. ats in acknowledg-

eee on ee
ur friends were not long in obeyi
the invitation, and the cordial ice
they received won their hearts at once
Well, this is & surprise on both sides.
I think,” said the person who was first
to greet them—a gentleman with an in-
tellectual face and cultivated manner—
“it certainly ison mine. Had I seen you
rise out of the sea, I should hardly have
been more astonished. You are ship.
ened men eget oS F
“Yes, sir,” said Price; “six of :
longed to the ship Jane, of Warren, Hei

 

wrecked on the south side of New @
the tenth of last October. The pthantes
Meat peta ie
“Ah, indeed! from Rhode Island

I am also from Little Rhody, My wang
is Ross, and I am _ by profession a natur.
alist. I am dodging about the Pacific in
my own Raat: collecting such rare speci-
mens as | happen to meet with. You are
in need of assistance, of course, and it
will be a pleasure to me to afford it,”

The sincere kindness of his manner

made every one feel at home. He spoke
ie ofeh man eee and seemed
particularly impressed with t 7
eh J ao end re wa *PRear

“Why,” he said, “what a rem
circumstance that you have se aioe
other in the way you have done. It was
ete = a million.”

“How did you get up the ri ir?”
asked old Toe. Secs ieee ea
“Oh, ave a Malay on bo .
knows the stream,” he Poniian: and mes
told me of this lake. He hadn’t been
here for ten years before, though, so that
he knew nothing of awhite man’s bein
here. At the first sight of your canoes
we thought them manned wholly by

ietae see Yank Sohaenbly Sele ak
ou see lam tolera well pre

for defensc, so that I conga ihe
boldly into out-of-the-way places. I
have a brass six-pounder under the can-
vas there, and plenty of small arms at
hand. Then my complement of men is
somewhat large for a vessel of only
ninety tons, I have my master and two
mates, with a crew f twelve whites and
two Malays; so, you perceive, the say-
ages would find this little craft quite a
peppery morsel should they be
eee her.” a

rhe little schooner dropped anchor op-
posite Joe Burton’s metropolis, and ai
the inhabitants of the place flocked about
| her in canoes; Joe’s queen,
| modest woman with Malay features, be-
| ing of the number. Mr. Ross treated her
with distinguished courtesy, much to
the gratification of her saiior husband
who evidently thought highly of her.

She was entertained on board with tbe
best that the cabin afforded, and in re-
turn Joe cordially invited the kind gen-

his company on shore to

shouted a voice from the |

disposed |

a
a comely and|h

 

accept the hospitalities of his royal palace
of bamboo.

“Ah, may good man,” said the natural-
ist, “you'll see enough of me, never fear,
and I thank you heartily. I like sailors
—the strong, honest, foremast hands—
and am glad to see them become kings.
IT haven’t the least doubt that your rule
is a pleasant one to live under.”

He understood intuitively the charac-
ters of all his new friends; and Mortimer
thought he could deteet in him an ap-
pearance of surprise and pity as he con-
versed with Price and Elder, to whom
the society of an educated man was en-
tirely congenial. No doubt he could
easily guess what had sunk them from
the position of gentlemen to that of com-
mon sailors.

“T shall probably remain here a week —
or two,” he said, “and shall be glad to
take you all away with me when I go.
I am very fortunate in finding auch good
company where I had not the least
thought of meeting a white face.”

I can’t speak for the rest,” said old
Joe, “and I don’t blame ’em an atom for
wantin’ to get home, much as I should
like to have ’em stay; but as for myself,
I’m thinkin’ my anchor’s got hold here
for good, though I’m much obliged to
you, sir, all the same.”

I hope my anchor hain’t got no sech @
holt as that,” put in Bill Bates. “I’m
ready to heave it up most any time, an’
make sail out of these parts.”

Mr. Ross smiled.

I should judge that you've no taste
for this kind of adventure,” he said.

Probably you are not much used to
roughing it.”

“I’m more used to it than I want ter
be,” replied Bill. “I've had abaout enough
of it for one dose. I’d ruther hold plaow
all days, an’ milk fourteen caows after
sunset !”

“Yes, yes; I understand,” said Mr.
Ross, who seemed capable of entering into
every one’s feelings—“you’vye been @
farmer boy, no doubt.” ~

Yes, sir; an’ I used ter think sailors
had nothin’ to dew but sail abaout
moonshiny nights,”

And you find it’s not quite like that.
Your case reminds me of an old ballad—

““I that once was a farmer, a sailor am now’—

and I think that most boys who exchange
the farm for the sea would be glad to
swap back’ when it’s too late.”

Tom Boynton was so happy that he
was ready to dance,

‘Mort,” he said, slapping his youn
shipmate on the shoulder, “we'll sce ol
Rhode Island again, after all! Don’t you
think I’m made over enough to pass
muster now? I guess they’ll all be lad
to see me if I'll promise not to do so
any more, for I left some red eyes be-
hind, I can tell you. Father said c
go; but you know it’s different with @
fellow’s mother and sisters.” ‘

. The yacht presented an extremely
jaunty appearance as she swung at her
anchor in front of Joe’s metropolis, _
which, as the old tar jovially remarked,
was a free port of entry, without a cUus-
tom-house or a tide-waiter, ;
; On_ the day following, a bountiful en-
sertainment was provided on shore, an

oe extended to his guests the “freedom of
pe city,” as he termed it. At dinner
e did the honors of the table with al
the honest. simplicity which he woul
ave exhibited in a ship’s forecastle;
while his queen, although a perfec
Stranger to civilized customs, behave
with a native dignity in which there
— not the least appearance of aflecta- —

“She remembers her rank,” said Mr, —
Ross to Elder, “but she is kind and
womanly; and I think our friend Joe
could have made a much worse mateh.
How graceful she is!” t
: Yes,” replied Elder, “she was born
o the purple, and isn’t afraid that any
sr going to dispute it with her.”
wane Village occupied a large extent of
ground, the bamboo houses being wide
apart, with gardens between, in whic
Brew all manner of trépical fruit. In
lavoeeuter was the royal residence, much —
arger than any of the other dwellings: —
and in fact consisting of several bamboo
structures joined in one.

You see how I’m situated,” remarked

oe Burton to his guests, “and you
can *Sppose I would give up all this to
Bo knocking about the streets an

a ofa civilized town, a mere no-

ody In a great hive. I’ve got used to

Wed Sort of life, and shall end my days

Mr. Ross was not long in di i ;
; in discovering
Se i‘ Mort felt a great interest in natural
“Lay and this pleased him much.
es am so glad to meet a lad with such
; orn of mind,” he remarked, “and sha
ace pleasure jn giving you all the as-
sistance in my power. I have collecte
2 great many rare specimens, which per-
ApS you would like to see.” .
: a ould, very much, indeed,” replied
: ees I would rather be a natural-
St than anything else in the world.” -

 

must
 

 

 

“You would find natural history a very
interesting study,” said Mr. Ross, “and
one that is always new—especially so in
a region like this, where there is such a
wide field for exploration.”

He had, however, been a long time from
home,and was now about to return, tak-
ing wfth him the fruits of his patient
researches in unknown lands,

“T shall merely explore the shores of
this lake,” he added, ‘and then set sail
for the United States.”

“But I suppose,” said Mortimer, “you
will make other voyages of this kind.”

“T shall be very likely to; and in that
case,” he continued, smiling, “you will
probably hear from me. I like your en-
thusiasm, and shall not be apt to forget

u.
“Thank you, sir,” replied our yours
friend, “I am sure that nothing woul
suit me-better than such a voyage. I
should be perfectly huppy collecting speci-
mens of birds and animals as the natur-
alists do,”

CHAPTER XLIV.
“DIS A DODO.”

HE exploration of the cavern where

the castaways had spent such a

weary time, revealed much that

was interesting to Mr. Ross, and
some things that astonished him. The
whole party accompanied him there, and
John and Mort, in particular, proved
very useful assistants.

Many wonderful chambers and pass-
ages were traced, and besides the remains
of the Moa and other remarkable creat-
ures, there was discovered another skele-
ton equally valuable to science. |

This Mr. Ross examined with all a
natuaralist’s ardor.

“Why,” he exclaimed, “it corresponds |

exactly with the description of the
famous Dodo! I feel almost sure that it
must have belonged to that extinct bird;
and if so, we have made a great dis-
covery, as there is no perfect specimen of
its anatomy known to exist. A single
British museum possesses a few de-
tached portions, but nothing like what
We now see.”

The fossilized skeleton retained its
Shape in every detail; and when, on
returning to the yacht, he compared it
with the drawings in his books, there
could no longer remain a doubt of its
character. Nothing was wanting but the
flesh and the few ridiculous feathers it
Once wore, to present that seeming!
mythical biped, of which we have all
read on the children’s card:

“D is a Dodo, that hath not power to rise.”

_. Of course, the good naturalist had been
highly interested in the, account which
our friends had given him of a living

oa, as seen with their own eyes; but
the spot was two hundred _. miles distant,
and he could not think of going in quest
of the wonderful creature for the present,

“I would have given a thousand dol-
lars to have been with you,” he said, “for
the discovery is an extraordinary one;
but Iam too much worn down to remain

ere longer, and must now return to the
United States. Yet I hope some day to
see for myself the creature you have so
vividly described.” :

The thing next in order was a brief ex-
Ploration of the Jake shores; and here,
Sure enough, Mortimer saw whole vil-
lages placed far up inthetree-tops. This
occurred at points where the land was
so low as to be deeply flooded in the rainy
Season; there being no necessity for it
in Joe Burton’s own little town, which
stood on high ground. :

The spectacle of these tree dwellings
was singular in the extreme. The in-
habitants ascended to them from their
canoes by means of ladders which were
made of vines—for as even the lowest
branches were very high above water, all
the houses were placed at dizzy alti-
tudes. It seemed as if negroes, birds

-and monkeys might have equal claims
to them. Below, among the great tree
trunks, with an eye, perhaps, to the lit-
tle black babies above, some huge croco-
dile might be seen swimming lazily,
while from a neighboring perch would
come the saucy chatter of an ape, or the
Scream of a cockatoo.

‘Once more the weather-worn yacht cast
anchor before the capital city of King

Joe, and that’ for the last time. It was
an exhilarating moment for Mortimer
when he commenced making preparations
for the passage home. - : :
_. Tragic as had been a portion of his voy-
age, it had accomptished for him abund-
antly more than he had ever dared to
hope. The restoration of that beloved
brother whom he had so long mourned
as dead, was, he thought, good fortune
enough for a,lifetime. He knew very
well that Joe Burton would remain, but

- still he could not help putting the ques-

tiontohim. 7
“'Tig an excellent opportunity,” he

added, “if you want to go home?”

 

observed Bill Bates.

“Home,” replied the old sailor-king,
“I’m at home now! What should a man
want more?”

“IT didn’t know but you would feel
lonely to have Bob go away and leave
you behind,” said Mort.

“Ask Bob what he thinks about that,”
replied Joe.

“T allow I shall stay,” said Bob. “I’ve
thought it all over, and Joe and I con-
clude we can get on together as well here
as we used to do in a ship’s forecastle.
I shall be sorry to part with you, Mort—
sorry to part with all the chaps I’ve
been with so long; but I’ve nothing in

particular to go home for, and here I

can have all I have any need of as long
as I live.” F :

Mortimer was not much surprised at
this decision; for here Bob could bea
prince for life, instead of a mere jack tar,
counting for nothing in the world of civ-
ilized men.

Elder, Price, Tom and Bill were so
happy in the near prospect of once-more
seeing home and friends, that they could
hardly contain themselves.

“Now,” said Price, “I shall return to}

the practice of the law. I can obtain all
the business I require, for I am_ well
known and have friends who will be
glad to welcome me back to the bar,
where I was something more than a
cipher in other days.”

“And I,” remarked Elder, “shall have
no difficulty in maintaining myself as a
writer for the press, and an educator of
the young. I always succeeded well in
these things, till my great enemy, Al-
cohol, drove me from the field. That he
can never do again.” :

“T want to show my folks,” said Tom,
“what this voyage -has done forme. I
shan’t carry home enough of my wild
oats to feed a hen. If they hadn’t
me off as they did I should have been the

same scapegrace that I used to be—the |
| like other men, but this one time I

do-nothing son of a millionaire.”

“And I shall settle down to farming,”
“My folks have got
land enough for a dozen sech fellers as
I am; but I didn't know when I was
well off. I had ter go a-whalin’ ter find

out.’

CHAPTER XLV.
CONCLUSION.

eT was not without oor feeling that
Hh Mortimer parted from Bob Stanburf,

bidding him a_ last good-by as the

old tar went down the side of the
yacht; yet he could not help thinking,
after all, that the sturdy sailor, all alone
as he was in the great world, had made
no unwise decision.

John, too, was equally affected upon

arting with Joe Burton, who had_ so
ong been his constant associate. But
with John, too, there arose the same re-
flection as with Mort. Was not the
sailor sovereign happier here than he
could possibly be elsewhere?

So the little yacht Weetamoe—for she
was named for one of New England’s
Indian queens—made sail upon her long
and trackless course toward the dear
harbor of home.

Much was enjoyed on the passage; and,
indeed, under the circumstances, it could
not well have been otherwise, sinte all
felt that their lives had been improved
and their minds strengthened, by the
varied experiences through which they
had passed.

At the end of four months the glad ery
of “Land! ho!” told them that the long
hoped for haven was at last near. ‘

ontauk, Block Island, Beaver Tail—

all these were passed; and_ while “The

ood south wind still blew behind,” the

aunty yacht went gaily up the Narra-

gansett, with her beautiful ensign wav-
ing in the fresh breeze.

Boon returning to the home from
which he had been absent for more than
two years, Mortimer found that his
half-brother Dick had been carrying
things with a_ high hand, and that, al-
though he had not yet been able to pos-
sess himself wholly of the undivided
real estate, he had so. managed as to
have the fingering of the personal prop-
erty, much to the disadvantage of the
two returning heirs, whose presence was
exceedingly unwelcome to him.

Mort and John at once handed over
the case to Lawyer Price, whose keen
legal ability soon straightened the
crooked matter to their satisfaction.

Price, who had many friends that
knew him forthe able man he really
was, found thenceforth no lack of em-
ployment as an attorney. The whaling
yoyage, upon which he had entered
broken, dreary and despairing, had proved

is salvation.

Milder at once applied himself to the
writing of books, which became very
popular; and from that time forward he
was a man of mark with the public.

Tom Boynton entered into business;
and having plenty of money at the start,

 

he was recognized as a man of great en-
terprise and usefulness. But it was to

 

 

sent |
| had the child,

 

 

GOOD NEWS.

his voyage in the ship Jane that he at-
tributed all his success. It was that, as
he said, which had saved him from the
fate of a “do-nothing.”

Mort and his brother John always con-
tinued their intimacy with Mr. Ross,
whose fame as a naturalist soon became
world-wide. f

They traveled much with him, becom-
ing almost as well-known as himself,

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WITH A MAD ENGINEER.

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Am H, there’s plenty of excitement in
2) the life,” said the engineer of en-

 

gine No. 10 to the Philadelphia

AS” Times man, “What with the
chance of a wreck every mile or so, a gen-
eral smash-up at the sidings, the giving
way of bridges, and the forgetfulness of
the dispatcher, all of which is likely to
happen, I may say there is no complaint
of monotony in running an engine. But
the worst snap I ever struck in the busi-
ness was a trip I took one time with a
madman. Yes, sir, as wild a lunatic as
you’d find chained and strait-jacketed in
any asylum in the country. Want the
story? Well, here's to it, and a straight
one it is. It was in 1880 that I was sery-
ing as fireman under a man ‘named Grady.
He was a fine engineer, could do more
with an engine than any one I ever saw,
and knew his road like a book. I'd been
with him about a year, and we got pretty
thick, and he was always showing me
his little gal’s picture and talking about
her. His wife was dead, and his sister
He was just the lovingest
Never got drunk,
am

father I ever did see.

going to tell you about. We were to go
out that night, when I met him on the
street just before dark, and I saw he had
been drinking, but was in a mighty good-
humor. ‘I'll be there in time,’ he said to
me. ‘I’m just going up to the house to
kiss my baby good-by.’

“Well, we parted, and I come on down
to the depot. It was mighty near time to
start, and I had steam all up, when here
come Grady. The moment 1 saw him I
knew there was something mighty wrong
with him. ’Stead of saying ‘Hello,’ or
something like that, he just climbed into
the caboose without looking at me, but
kind of staring straight ahead of him,
his eyes hot and dry, and his lips as white
as my shirt off duty. I thought to my-
self, ‘Well, if this is a drunk, it’s the
queerest one I ever saw,’ and not wish-
ing to rile him, I kept quiet. We pulled
out steady enough, Grady still sayin
nothing, but staring straight ahead as if
he saw something in front of him. Pretty
soon we become to get faster and faster,
till the old engine just rocked, and I
could feel the cars behind fairly jump
over the rails. I did not like to say any-
thing, for he was boss of the engine, but
when he went whizzing past a station
where we were to stop, without paying
any more attention to it. than if it had
not been there, [ began to think there was
something mighty wrong, and I stepped
forward, aud, pretending to look at the
dial-plate, said: ‘Hain’t we rather going
it, boss?’ But, he didn’t answer, and I
went on: ‘Ain’t sick, are you, Grady, old
man? If you are, lie down a bit, and I'll
run her a while.’

“But still he paid no attention, but
would look out at the headlight and kind
of mutter to himself. So I went back to
shovel in the coal, but keeping an eye on
him, for by this time I was sure that
there was something very much wrong
with him, and I begun to think that
what he had taken had crazed his brain,
and yet his looks weren't those of a
drunken man, and his hand seemed as
steady as usual. But presently, whiz!
we went past the lighted lamps of a
smal] station where we were due to wait
fifteen minutes for the up train. ‘Good-
ness!’ I thought; ‘we’ll meet that train
on the main track, and then look out!’

“With this in mind I called out:
‘Hello, Grady, forgot about the up-
bound, ain’t you?’ But he just stood as
before, mumbling to himself in that
strange fashion; and I just caught him
by the arm, storming at him, ‘Where are
you going to, man?’ and then he looked
back over his shoulder at me, grinning
and gnashing his teeth like a dog. ‘To
death!’ he shouted, ‘and all of you with
me. I’ve killed my baby, and I’ve got to
go,. but you’ll have to go with
me.’ When he said that I waited no
longer, but grabbed him about the waist.
I did not want to hurt him, but I had to
save the train—no, both trains. But he
fought me like a demon, clutching me
about the throat, while I slipped my
hands up to his, and there, swaying from
side to side, with our breath hot in each
other’s face, we struggled for what
seemed to be an age, with the train all

22863

the time thundering on, on to destruc-
tion. I had no thought of my own life,
but I could not get the idea of the uncon-
scious pa behind and coming out of
my head, so I hung on like grim death
until a happy thought struck me and I
yelled out: ‘Look out, Grady, there’s
your baby just behind you,’ and: as he
turned to look, I brought my fist down on
his head with all the strength I had left,
and he fell senseless.

“Then began a race between time and
me, Ihad torun the train back to the
station where we were to pass the up-
bound, so away I went. The conductor
rang to know what the matter was, but
I had no time to answer, Away we went
back, back, with me fancying every mo-
ment that I heard the other train thun-
dering down upon us. Back, back, and
on to the side track where we were to
wait, and as I knew we were safe, down
I fell by Grady’s side in a dead faint.
They found us lying there together, and
I, coming to first, tried to tell them what
was wrong, when my poor boss sprang to
his feet, was out of the caboose, and
gone into the black night, The up train
was fifteen minutes late that night, and
that and my mad back pull was what
saved them both from destruction. Grady
was found next day hiding in the woods,
a jabbering idiot, and put in an asylum,
where he died in a few weeks. It seems
that he had gone home drinking that
night, and, playing with his little girl,
had tossed her in his arms, when, her
head coming in contact with the ceiling,
the skull was’ crushed and the baby left
a corpse in his arms,”

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BOYS’ PAPERS.—P. E. Munger, Port Byron,
TIL, has 150 boys’ papers, a magic pocket lamp, 50
U.S. and foreign stanrps, and 5 novels to exchange
for best offer. All letters answered.

STAMP ALBUM.—BE. Menkhoff, 513 8th avenue
New York, has a Duke’s stamp album containing
400 fine stamps, to exchange fora pair of boxing
gloves or a punching bag.

CAMERA.—Herman Jaberg, 187 Mound street,
Cincinnati, Ohio, has a camera, with chemicals, a
telescope, a flute, harmonica, a Jews’ harp, a fife,
ont papers, and magazines to exchange for best

er.

TYPEWRITERS,—J. E. Lohmeyer, 4 John
street, Pittsburgh, Pa., has a typewriter, a zither,
a collection of U. S. stamps, some cigarette cards,
and tin tags to exchange for a steam gauge.

BOYS’ PAPERS.—J. W. Fuips, Lockhart, Texas
has 65 boys’ papers, novels, and 115 cigarette cards
to exchange for bound books by Optic, Alger,
Castlemon, and Otis, or best offer. All letters
answered. |

ELECTRIC MOTOR.—Jas. W. Barrett, 109 —
Oregon street, Cleveland, O., has a horse-power
electric motor to exchange for a camera, a type-
writer, or other electrical goods.

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Contents of this Number.

SERIAL STORIES.
“The Young Ranchers,” by Edward S.

Ellis.
‘A Texas Fortune,” by Randolph Hill.
©The peur Moose,” by De Witt Con-
clin. ,
“A Roving Commission,” by Chas. H.
Cranston. 3
“Mat Merriman, the Mesmerist,” by Har-
vey Hicks.
“Mortimer Blount,” by George H. Coomer.
SHORT STORIES. :
-‘How I Came to be a Detective,” by H. C.
Pierce. .
“Reporting in the Capital,”
__ Adeler,
“A Wild Ride,” by Barney.
“The Run of Vulcan,” by T. R. Hulme.
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.”
“Games.”
‘Short. Stops.” ;
Miscellaneous Items, etc.
NN ES A A

LIEUT. LOUNSBERRY HEARD FROM.

Our friends who have read the Kit Carey
‘and Midshipman Merrill stories will no
doubt be pleased to hear that we have se-
cured a new story by this favorite author
entitled ‘““Tur TREASURE OF THE GOLDEN
Crater.” It is written in his usual dash-
ing style and you may rest assured that the
descriptions and some of the incidents are
true to life, as Lieut. Lounsberry is contin-
ually on the go traveling from one country
to another and picking up here and there
material that will interest our readers.

The scene of this story opens in a South
American country. Two young men from
an American man-of-war are the heroes—

by Max

a

one of them is a midshipman and the other

‘a surgeon, and they are fair representatives
of our American Navy boys. They have a
number of thrilling experiences. The

seenes and situations, while pictured in a
graphic manner, are not overdrawn. You
ean safely recommend this story to your
friends. We will stand by this story as
_ being the best story that has been published
_in this country for some time. It will
begin in number one hundred and forty-
 fonr, out January 2ist, 1893, week after neat.

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GOOD NEWS.

REPORTING IN THE CAPITAL.

-

BY MAX ADELER.

——~ oe

OUNG PARKER, whois a reporter

,, on the Washington Spy, was tell-

ing me the other day about the

difficulty he had in obtaining in-

formation upon a certain occasion, and I

asked him to write out an account of it
for me. It is as follows:

The editor, you know, was excited
about that Halifax fishery award, and he
told me to go around to the different de-

artments and interview some of the
eading men upon the fishery troubles.
So I started, and the first man I called
on was the President.

“Mr. President, I called to see you
about the Halifax——”

“There is no consulship vacant. in that
- re sir,” he answered, quickly—“all

e ete
Ae wanted to see what you think about
t ae”

“How can you see whatI think, sir?”
he inquired, sternly.

“Permit me to explain. You know the
dispute that has arisen about the action
of the Canadians in driving our citizens
off the fishing grounds? And——”

“No, sir; 1 do not know. I know noth-
ing about fishing ground. I always fish
in the water.” é

“Tf I understand the matter, Mr. Presi-
herring in seine, and were——

“T never saw an insane herring in my
life,” he said, impatiently.

“There was a school in the bay, you
know, and——”

“A school in the bay! Mr. Rogers, show
this young man out! He talks too wildly.
Wants to fish on the ground, and go to
school in the water! Good-morning, sir!”

So then I called in upon the Secretary
of State. He was writing his report.

“Mr. Secretary,” I said, “I want to get
your views about this fishery business.”

“Haven’t time to attend to you now,
sir,” he said, without looking up. “It
you’re going for catties, fish off the Long
Bridge, and put old cheese on your hook.
Worms’ll do for suckers. Good-morning!”

I. walked over to see the Secretary of
the Navy.

“Mr. Secretary, will you be kind enough
to tell me your opinion of the fishery
business?”

“Oh, I have no opinion. When I wasa
boy, I always fished with a pin-hook and
a piece of string. I found they bit better
at grasshoppers than anything else. That
is, excepting eels. don’t care for eels
myself. They always swallow the hook
and line, and they are good for nothing—
except that the skin tiea@ around your
lee keep off cramp when you go in
swimming. Ihave two on now. Do you
wear them?”

“No, sir; but——”

“Well, leave me your address, and I'll
send you one some time, when I make a
good catch. I've promised two to the
President, and to all the members of the
Cabinet, and to one hundred and seven-
teen Congressmen. I'll supply you when
I’m through with them. Some day I’m
going to start in to disembowel the Poto-
mac of eels. But excuse me now, I’ve got
an engagement.” :

Then he fled through the door.

The Attorney-General was getting up a
law case when I called. When I spoke of
fisheries to him, he said: » |

“Spit on your bait, sonny—spit on your
bait! That's the best advice I can give
you. And don’t talk when they nibble.”

me out. j

The Secretary of War was polite when
I dropped in, but he was not available
for my purpose, e

“Good gracious, young man, what do
you come to me for? What have I got to
do with fishes? You can’t garrison a fort
with porpoises, can you? You can’t invade
Mexico with tadpoles and soft shell crabs,
can you? Certainly you can’t. No, sir,
fishery is not in my line. Apply else-
where.”

In eee I went to the Commis-
sioner of Agriculture. When I told him
my errand he said:

“Glad you called. Iam just trying an
experiment to see if codfish can be grown
from codfish-balls. I have a bushel and
a half planted out in the garden there.
And in my annual report I suggest an
appropriation for the purpose of ascer-
taining if we can’t cross a seal with a
buzzard, and produce a walrus with
wings. I also have on hand a project for
teaching the oyster to walk, and for util-
izing sturgeons’ noses for base-ball. Come
in some day, and I'll explain it all to
you. I must go now, because my first
assistant tells me that an Australasian
horse-radish that I planted yesterday is
growing at the rate of afoot a minute,

So I went back to the office of the Spy,

 

and thatenight the editor discharged me

dent, the Americans had a quantity of|

Then the usher opened the door and led |

and he is afraid something is the matter,”

for incapacity. But it was not my fault,
was it?

(I don’t think it was.—M. A.)

WITH THE |

A. L. K., Chicago, Ill., writes: “Ab
years ago, after Cradadiine from the pubic
school, and afterward taking a six mouths’
Course in a local business college, 1 entered my
first place in a real estate office, which I held
for two years, and when I left, was receiving
$6 a week, but as I thought the advancement
too slow there, I secured my present position
at $40a month, where I have no chance of ad-
vancementat all, butat the time I took it, I
foe it nlight lead to something else. Now
that I am here, I see no chance of it doing so
and wish to give it up as soon as [ can secure
a better place, even at lower salary. My first
employers advised me before I left them, that
if | wanted to continue in the real estate’ busi-
ness to write to the larger firms in the city
applying to them fora position in their offices,
aud if they had no vacancy to ask them to tile
my application, atid let me know when they
oe have one. Ihave very seriously thought of
sotrs bes, as I have no particular taste or
2a of a trade. Ihave a friend who is a piano-
unerand repairer, and, I think, foreman in a
piano factory; he says thata person with a
hnvestngut, in maniac ease Profit on his

acturing pi:
eae x <e ask you about t hirano naan
kes © chances are, should I -wish to learn

We cannot but help bei
omnis Roan letter ‘Of- all.

nite tates, Chicago is
the most active in ttansactioné in eet
estate, and especially so at this time
oh account of the great. fair which is oc.
cupying so much of the public interest
and yet you find fault with the business.
pumpertitan is very brisk in all lines
of industry, but certainly there is plenty
room for competition in your city at pres-
ent. A great deal of money is to be
made, and is being made there now, in
real estate transactions. Compare ‘the
size of the city with what it was twenty
eae ago, at the ee of the fire, and

co er e real estate é
eect transactions

Doubtless the piano business is a good
one, but you must bear in mind that in
undertaking such an enterprise you come
into direct competition with such firms
as Steinway, Chickering, Weber, Fisher,
and other makers in New.York city, and
then there are dealers in Chicago who
have been in the business for many years
and possess enormous capital,

At any time a conibination between the
larger firms must result in their gon-
trolling the entire trade. Such a policy
would naturally freeze out all small con-
cerns, like the one you propose starting
and then, bankrupt, you would have to
begin anew. It is always well to con-
sider these things from every point of
view before starting,

Our advice to you would be to con-
tinue in the line youw-have begun. Your
experience is already worth something
and as you progress you will add to it.
Better be a rich real estate broker than
a poor piano manufacturer,

A. R.. Philadelphia, Pa., writes: «w
you think of the upholstering trade, and ik
on a seer eer ice I oe thinking about
arning it. ease let me know
that would benetit me.” of any point

We should regard the uphol e
trade as an excellent one to leah Gates
are an important factor in the life of al]
young people, and they constantly need
repairing. Not long since a ditinguished
author showed the present writer an an-
cient looking sofa, which seemed scarcely
worth house-room, and said: “On that
sofa my father courted my mother, then
my wife and I used it in our time, and
now my daughter, who has a young gen-
tleman coming to see her pretty often
wishes me to have it recovered, I sup-
vise oe the fee use.” :

esides sofas, chairs, and oth
of furniture are constant] bend nek,
stered, and until metal furniture ora
bopier mache article comes into use there
will be plenty to do. Moreover the pay
ie Sled ie eterers command $18 a
» ey 3
tere ae shape, oe ee
nee that you have mastere
trade, it will be easy for you to avec
some small place,’ follow your trade
and grow up with the town. “As yon earn
money, invest it in furniture which you
can sell, and in time there is no doubt
a a wee mes gees of young
in e tr ur in>
struction. : ade under your in:
e have always insisted that
can make no mistake in learning & trade
having to do with the every-day wants
of the community. This is the secret of

y great]
Of all bitles in

 

—

the day the able-bodie

the success of the bakers.
cater to a daily or hourly need, hence,
oe: prosper. So it is with the shoe-
maker, the carpenter, the plumber, and
others, who follow similar trades,

J. D., New York city, writes: “I am 14 years
of age, and work in a lawyer's office. J] would
like to study law, as I have a fondness for it.
Kindly advise me what books I ought to begin
Bit and how long, and what college I ought to
go to.

You have still plenty of time before
you. No one can be admitted to the bar
until he is twenty-one years of age, so
that you will do best to simply continue
in the law office where you are, reading

They do

such books as may be recommended to ~

you by the clerks in the office. ‘
There are four law schools in this city.
The oldest of these is the Columbia Col-
lege Law School, and to enter it one
inust first pass the regent’s examination.
Hence, it will be well for you to prepare
for this, or if you are able at present to
pass that examination, to do so at once,
and secure your certificate to that effect.
There is, secondly, the law school con-
nected with the New York University,
which is on Washington Square. Then
there is the Dwight Law School in the
Equitable Building,. at_120 Broadway.
Finally, there is the Metropolis Law
School in Clinton Hall, where lectures
are given in the evening. At all of
these Lees the fees are quite
and when
ae they give you a diploma only.
Each of them issues a prospectus which
can be obtained on application, and from
which an or ee ; ey of the necessary
ies can be obtained,
oteinally, before becoming a full-fledged
lawyer, you must pass an examination
before the lawyers at the proper time,
usually in. the spring. Thus you see it
is no easy matter to become a lawyer,
and like everything else, requires con-
siderable study, with a corresponding
outlay of time.

8.8. K., Newark, N. J., writes: “I am in @
coal office, getting $3 a week, with but little
prospect of getting more. I ain a graduate of
the grammar school, and have spent a year and
a half in high school, but do not care for study.
Tami reading almost all of my spare time, Or
else I am drawing. 1 have a strong taste for
original designing, but cannot turn it to any ad-
vantage.”

Anything original is good. It has been
claimed for some time “that there is
nothing new under the sun,” so that a
tendency toward original designing ought

to be worthy of developing Pat
it_is worth, e eveloping for all t

If the designs are mechanica] you had

better try the technical school of New-
ark, of which Prof, Charles A, Colton is
principal, and talk with him about your
desires, His experience and mature judg-
ment may direct you into other channels
where success lies.
On the other hand, if your fancy leads
os into artistic or decorative work, you
ave the option of becoming a painter or
a decorator, either of which occupations,
properly pursued, will make you. rich.
Albert Bierstadt, of New York, can Ect
several thousand dollars for one of his
paintings, and Sir Frederick Leighton,
president of the Royal Academy, gets
as many guineas for one of his pictures.
For the decorations of the capital at
Washington and for those in the capito
in Albany, N. Y., hundreds of thousands
of dollars have
wanted in this country is artistic arti-
Sans. Men who will not disdain to
make their work artistic, even though it
€ small, are bound to succeed. If you
can design anything that is new or nove
there will be no difficulty in securing
Some one to carry it out. The point is to
obtain something that is original.
———————-- 0 —e——___—_
A CITY OF CRIPPLES.
One of the strangest places in_ the
United States is the little city of Haz-
ardsville, Connecticut, for in this small
place nearly every person one meets is &
cripple. Men without arms and legs, oF
with badly scarred faces, meet you 4
every turn, until the visitor begins t0
feel that he is visiting the grounds 0
some picet hospital after a great battle.
But the setret of this strange condition
of the population is that near Hazards-
ville are the greatest powder-mills in
the world, and all the cripples those who
have been maimed by explosions. During
2 citizens are at
work in the mills, and so only the erip-
ples are to be seen in the streets. Strange
to say, these poor creatures seem very
cheerful and happy, and often one comes
upon a group of ten or twenty laughing
and talking, as light-hearted and content-
ed as if they possessed ail their limbs.
One peculiarity will, however, strike the
new-comer at once, ard that is the eX-
treme care with which they move about,
as if the force of habit acquired in the
powder-mill still clings to them, even

 

 

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after they had been forced to leave their

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By RANDOLPH HILL.

|! [“A 'TEXas FORTUNE” was commenced in No. 140. Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents. J

CHAPTER V.
THE PRINCESS OF THE APACHES,

Bae e HEN Charley Hanks regained
Y\f. consciousness, he found himself
in an adobe house. Every com-
fort was carefully ministered
to him as he lay there, still feigning un-
Consciousness, trying to make up his
mind as to his present situation. An old
egress was his attendant. :
resently Pillippo entered, The half-
reed’s quick eye was not to be’ de-
ceived. Coming at once to the bed-side
he remarked.
“Safe, Charley Soldier.
for partner.”
ou little reprobate! I'll die here.
ut Tam not the man to go partnership
nthe bandit business. My father is an
_ honest man in New—”

Me want you

 

Your fader? Has he money?”
‘Now, see here. ~ father is a book-
eper in a New York bank.
millions they
Would do youno good. But
eis a poor man. ‘There’s
_ 20 ransom to be had for me.
esides, I thought your
‘Master, Captain Sarasino,
Was a rich prince of Sonora.”
h, Sacree!” And at
; the mention of the captain’s
name the fellow’s face grew
lvid with rage; so angry
_ Was the half-breed that for
-& moment his passion
choked his utterance,
+, Well, now,” said Char-
4ey, “You and that gray
: eeeaet have had a falling

.. Yes,” hissed Pillippo.
It is an old wound.
Lookee !” and he fell off into
Geonish which Charley un-
_ferstood, and we translate.
ook from the window.
-All that is my land. Fort
» Worth is on my land. Sar-
‘sino isarobber, Help me.
8lve you the land.”
sea ive me the land?” ex-
- Claimed the wounded youth.
met shall Ido with itt"
a e t; Hight: for: it.
; wal Sarasino i :
; arley laughed in spite
of himself, % x
Hen he responded: ,
Ik aptain Sarasino is more
ely.to kill me when he
are that I’m in league
i ith youforthisland. Tell
ne, what's he hanging
Gand a United States
avalry camp for?”
Can’t you see? Two
8. One is the pretty

thin
girl,

| 1. Oh, yes!” groaned Char-
ley, “He is “gating with

St, ambitious, base United
a ates Cavalry officer to
wie land claim for a

Ms

Wife?” fiercely exclaimed

“Well, I’m half sick anyway. I owe
you my life. I may get well——”
“You shall! You shall! Navina herself
will nurse you back to life!”
“Aha!” replied Charley
“So, then, she is near us.”
“She is here!”
“in this old stone mill?”
“In this residence.”
“Hem!” replied the ready soldier, feel-
ing his way into a diverting and roman-
tic episode with all a gallant soldier

laughingly.

‘money !”

 

“Sacree! .He want's the great officer’s
protection. He is an outlaw in Sonora,
his own principality.”

“Well, he’s willing to take an Amer-
ican wife, a sort of Republican No. 2.

“He is a beast.”

“Yes, I agree. But now let’s under-
stand ourselves. He represents to the
major that this whole region was his es-
tate, by right, before the United States
took Texas iu?”

“He does, and it is mine.”

“Stop. And Captain Sarasino makes
love to the fairest girl in the world—Oh
how she hates and fears him!—as an in-
ducement to ker father to help him with
his claim on Tarrant County?’

“Tt isso, And the great soldier loves

“You bet he does. I see. Sarasino has
deceived him thoroughly. But you own

By inheritance.”
“Through whom?”
“My mother.

mother. My wronged
mother !”

beautiful

My most
abused

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2265

just one word to sayto you. The United
States now owns Texas. Mexican meth-
ods of settling quarrels are not recognized
under the American flag as lawful. You
are an assassin, and I’ve a good mind to
bore you through.”

“That would be murder!” protested
the wily scoundrel, throwing up his
hands and making a motion to his Indian
followers to fall on the ground as if in
surrender,

“Well, no, not quite,” resumed the
doctor. “You were pursuinre me——"”

“No, that young rascal, Hanks.”

“Yes, both of us, to kill us.”

“I swear by St. Sabie,” squeaked out
the captain as he knelt in a tragic man-
ner, “that I will drop my revenge.”

“And not seek to ql him? But, you
worthless scoundrel, you will seek your
revenge in some other way.” Then the
doctor, missing for the first time the
youth Pillippo, whipped out his revolver
again, and covered the Spanish Mexican.
“Where is your tool, the little mur-
derer Pillippo? He's probably even now
trying to run down the Jad.”

In fact this was precisely

 

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“Who
was she?”
“Sarasino’s
wife,”
“What?” .
“A princess’ of
Apaches !”

ZA the

is Navina?”
“Saint Sebastian! It
is so!”
“Call her in, I'll go to
New York, my lad. I'll
get the money. I'll sella

 

eh young half-breed. “He
iss a wife. She is the
Poh of women. Oh, she
jc like the Madonna, She
{5 bis victim now. But a true priest of

& church married them, the Indian

maiden and h tor.”
aeleo er captor Binives wore

spoke the features of
: a Soft and yet a vengeful aspect in tha
e Tange combination of opposite passions
_ Seen only in the rude children of nature.
06 What is her name?” asked Charley, be-
ig MINS More interested than he though
lo ossible he could, for asa cot face
actualy. repulsive and savage looks and
—Aetually became handsome. :
 espon  2me? Swearto me that you will
S Rone our cause and [ will tell you.’
“ty iat cause?” said Charley, starting up
hee elbow. As he did so it seemed to
e shrewd boy for an instant that he
asine ized a resemblance to Captain Sar-
na: no himself in the half-breed’s counte-
moce. He wondered that he had not
aed it before. oe
aon 3 ours,” stammered Pillippo, as if
of petting that he had imparted so much
ont 3, secret beforé he had “the Yankee’s
Oath.”
 4,,How are you and—what did you say
Shs peantitny Madonna's nee oe 2” i
kr na!” an illippo fell on his
«_ Bhees by the bed-side, - :

®

“GALL HER IN,” CRIED THE YOUNG SOLDIER.
OPENED, AN

t | Charley.

| You say Sarasino has a

D THERE STOOD A LOVELY WOMAN
boy’s readiness. “What relation is she
”

to you -
The half-breed made no reply.
“Your sister, suppose, ventured
“Now, I love the majors
and as sure as there’s justice
oing to get rich
bing old father!

daughter,
to reward industry, I'm
and claim her of her grub

t | I already have her heart.”

“f will help you! It_is I, the Indian,
that will help you. Navina will help
a lied the eager fellow. :
yorWelly Bom Then this ares ee Ae

be your lover, my savage friend,
Sainte Sebastian defend us! The
thought is profane!” The fellow started
from his knees as if an insult had been
offered him. But then, recollecting him-
self and his purpose, he controlled him-
self, and returned to his kneeling post-
ure, pleading: “ Now let the Eastern man,
you. who understand business, swear to
me to help me. Then I wili tell him all.
“T’ll take no oaths. eee on me.
wife
the laws of the Holy

the

by
yet he wants

“He h
major’s

 

daughter?”

.

WITH THAT, THE DOOR
IN INDIAN ATTIRE.

 

city site here. We'll call
it the city of Fort Worth.”
With that the door opened,
and there stood before our soldier a wo-
man of surpassing loveliness. She was
dressed in the peculiar attire of the
Indian.
“Pillippo, if this woman is your mother,
you are a boy like myself. For the
rincess is not thirty years of age!” and
harley actually rose up_on his elbow to
gaze at her. ith that Pillippo grasped
the cup of spring water that stood upon
the little table, dashed its contents vio-
lently into his own face, and then with
quick motions of a na kin at hand re-
moved the disguising paint. c
“T am fifteen years her son,” he added.
“And rightful Prince of Sonora, Sara-
sino’s son,” added the beautiful woman
in the accent of Indian dialect, but other-
wise in good English.

CHAPTER VI.

CHIEF NOSE-OF-THE-FOX GAVE IT.
G ocToR, I beg your pardon. | It
was that young villian of a
d Yankee I was after.”
<-> “Captain Sarasino,” replied the
surgeon, lowering his revolver, “I have

what the captain was so-
lacing himself with. Had
he only known that at last
his son and his own abused
beautiful Indian wife were
ploteine what we have just
seen them carrying out in
the adobe eens et that
precise moment, of course,
the treason to his father
was only in Pillippo’s mind
as he lay in the grass await-
ing Charley Hanks’ mare.

"He is one bad boy, doe-
tor,” pleaded the captain
in reply. “Do not shoot.
Pillippo is run away. He
will never harm the Yankee
bor I swear,”

Jr, Fanstone may be ex-
cused if he decided, after
a moment, that this might
be so. eek. any one,
he thought, might be ex-
cusable if he did desert
Captain Sarasino.

“Well, then, I'll let up
on_ you, on one condition.
If Hank's is alive and sound
so far as any bullets or steel
of your gang are concerned,
you shall let him alone. I
don’t want him to leave
here. D’ye hear? He’s out
of the army, but he’s going

 

 

 

 

And—her—name— | 0

 

to stay in Texas. And you
are going to leave Texas,
Do you swear?”

“I swear the first, by the
Virgin !”

“Swear the second !”

“T can’t, doctor. Tarramt
County is my land.”

“You lie, villian!”

“Believe me, your pris- |
oner. It is mine except——”

“Except what?”

“T’'ve sold it to Major
Radford Kirk.”

\ “For his daughter's hand?
Scoundrel! don’t you know you can't
have two wives in the United States?”

Captain Sarasino turned gray, a sickly
ashen palor overspread his features,
Could it be that by any means his mar-
riage with the. Indian girl had come to
the ears of any of the garrison officers?
But his terror was relieved when in the’
next breath the cautious surgeon went
ne
“For I believe you must have had
a wife by law in Sonora. It stands to
reason. Come now, confess.”

“How can I confess a lie? No, doc-
tor. You must let up on that. I'll
leave this Yank alone. But the major
and I'll fix up this land deal, and the
daughter. What do you care, as long as
I mean not to chase after the boy any
more?”

“T care this, you whelp. The boy loves
the girl you propose to take in pay for
the land Se are going to settle on the
major,and the major is to assist you,
his future son-in-law, to establish your
claim to this fine town site.”

“The doctor must be a Yankee, tool”
sighed Sarasino, crossing himself. ;

That Iam. Now let me tell you what
I know.” But then the doctor caught
himself just’'in time. He did not let slip.
what he knew. That very evening a tel-
egram had come to the hospital from the
anaene colonel in Washington, giving the
doctor timely notice that the regiment
was to be ordered into Arizona. The
colonel and the surgeon, it may be re-
memebered, were brothers. The infantry
was to take their place at Fort Worth.

“All right, Captain Sarasino, I'll let
up on you, as you say. Let this Yankee
nt hnbs and I’ll let you alone. He’s now
out of the army, and if he wants to stay
in Dallas or even round the fort to trade,
aad his business, and not yours. About
CO.

The fellow obeyed, and his Indian al-
lies did the same.

 

 
2266

“Forward march!” And the doughty
doctor covered him with his weapon as
the crest-fallen desperado ambled back
over the track he had so hotly pursued.

Five days later, just as the sun was
setting, good Doctor Fanstone and Lieu-
tenant Bean of B troop, with six troop-
ers, rode up in front_of the obscure little
adobe hut where Charley Hanks was
eoncealed.

“Well, my boy,” came cheerily from
the lieutenant’s lips as he stamped into
the toom, “at last_ we have found you.
The red devils hadn’t burned you alive
_ then.”

“War from it. Doctor, shake hands,”
and the youhg fellow sprang from the

arm chair in which he was half reclining.
“How’s the troop, lieutenant?”

“Six of them outside in saddle, my lad.
And your mare is therefor you. They
picked her up at Arlington camp, fine as
silk for you. Hear her whinney?”

“A thousand thanks, gentlemen. I
want her. I’m about well enough to
ride to Dallas.”

“Oh, you are not!”

It was the dark-eyed beauty who spoke,
as she ventured in at the door.

“The handsomest woman of her age I
ever saw!” exclaimed the doctor, under
his breath, to the lieutenant.

“About your, age, doctor,” was Bean’s
response.

“Gentiemen, this kind woman, this In-
dian princess, for such she is, has been
my salvation. Madam,” he continued,
as the officers saluted her, “you know
I need to go to Dallas. I must consult
the lawyer, you know.”

“Lawyer? What's the use of law
‘against your would-be murderers?”
laughed the doctor.

“I’m going into business, my
friends. I’ve bought some land. I,
—with this lady’s son. I’m going to
clean you fellows out of camp. In fact, I
may say I own the land on which our
friend, the major, will call battalion
drill to-morrow.”

“You!” And the two officers stood
aghast.

“That’s about the size of it. I shall
have to ask your brother to move,

doctor.”
_ “Well! Well!” replied the doctor.
“Turned land speculator, eh? But
you are a Yank, I forgot. I may as well
tell you that Colonel Henr telegraphed
me that the —th was ordered to Arizona,”
“Good. Sorry to have you go. But
it’s better to have my friend, the major,
and his pal peaceably out of my way.”
“Chariey, he will resign. He and Sar-
-asino will fight you onthe spot. You
know he’s past fifty and can resign with
a good grace any day. Have you got
the backing for a land fight?”
“T own it! I’ve got the title.
it is in Dallas Court House vaults.”
“That may not do you any good, boy,”

good
with

resumed the doctor, entering peas
tal

into the matter. “J have had my.

- with that old villian Sarasino, I know
the plot. The country is but half civil-
ized. Might will make right. The
major and the captain will go to Wash-
ington, work the Congressmen, and scoop

ou.

ms Will they, eh? Doctor, see here, Lend
metwo hundred dollars. I must get to
New York. I must have some of those
big railroad builders see this spot for a
town. Then, when I get a few millions
behind me, we’ll see what the bandit
captain and the retired major will do
with the boy’s plans.”

“You are not indiscreet in telling us
two all your plans, boy. But——-”

“You hope I'll know enough to Keep
my mouth shut elsewhere? You bet.
I’ve no other friends but you two. It’s
right to talk to you. I was coming over
to see you—for I must have a little
money. And if you’ll help me, I’ll make
a fortune for each of you in my new

town.’

At that moment there was heard the
bounding and thumping of a horse’s feet
without, and a litcle cloud of dust puffed
up at the door, The next instant an or-
derly, booted and spurred, stood at salute
before the doctor with a telegraph dis-
patch in hand. .

The doctor read it—his face flushed—he
turned to Charley and handed him the
dispatch. It read:

“The Texas Pacific Railroad will go. Station
as I suspected. HENRY.”

“That’s the colonel, your brother, of
course, doctor,” said Charley.

“Yes, The whisper has been around
for some time. Henry has been away on
leave East, as you know,| Our New York
friends see a big railroad center at Fort
Worth.” :

“Of course Sarasino knows all about
this—has heard the whispers about camp.”

“Certainly. He and the major mean to
lay claim to every acre. I see it all
now.”
~ “Do you
land, doctor?” eagerly and exacitedly
asked Charley?
 “Sarasino?

That is,-

know who really owns that |

 

 

GOooDp

“Claims it, the thief!" cried Charley,
springing to his feet. “But it is the
property of his lawful wife.”

“He has none.”

“He has, the liar! And I know her,
and where she is this moment.”

“Can we buy it of her?”

“What a dunce your brother is. This

telegram must have gone through the

office at the fort. Sarasinoand the major
know its contents. Oh, a soldier is no
speculator |” protested the youthful finan-
cier impatiently. “I'll guarantee you
that inside of an hour a gang of Sara-
sino’s Indians will be here.” And the
youth stepped nervously to the window
that looked out over the rolling cleared
land to the south-east.

At a distance of a mile away the forest
began and stretched in unbroken covers
for miles. But toward the west beyond
the yard where the troopers were standing
the forest came within a few hundred
feet of the dwelling. On the east and
north the house was quite hid by the
encroaching underbrush, though it had
been years before, evidently, cleared

ae

“Why should he send his red rascals

here?” asked the doctor.
“Because—because his wife is here!”

“Here!”
She cured me, Pil-

“T am her patient.
lippo is her son?!”

“Good heavens, Hanks! You are in-
sane, I see!” exclaimed the lieutenant,
ee up to restrain Charley as he
moved toward the door,

“Now, see here, Lieutenant Bean, and
eG too, Dr. Fanstone, shall I call in the

ndian princess to prove my words? Or

will you take me as I speak. For, as
true as heaven above us, I do not mis-
take! Isee signs of lurking Indians in
the bush yonder.” The young fellow
stepped to the window as he spoke.

The surgeon sprang to his side, saying:

“Lieutenant Bean, I think the troopers
see something also. Your scout is off

his pony and running down by the little | h

shanty there.”

Lieutenant Bean went out prompt:
Like a wise commander he busied him-
self at once in examining the old dwell-
ing with a view to its ability to stand
attack, if attack was to come.

“Lead your ponies round to the north
side, boys,” rang out Bean’s orders.
“And, you, Sergeant Kelly.”

The sergeant reined round his animal,
saluting as he bent low over the saddle for
what he knew was a secret order.

“Gallop up to Arlington and ask Cap-
tain Lothrop for help. Tell him there’s
a lady to be escorted over to Dallas.”

The next moment the trooper was off,
taking care to keep the low house be-
tween him and the woods on the south
and south-west as much as possible.

When the lieutenant returned to the

room he found Navina standing there. |

She was saying:

“T give him all! all! What good is it
to me? My father, Chief Nose-of-the-
Fox, owned it all. It is necessary to go
to Dallas. -Then let this American meet
the officers of the great republic. The
can ce my rights to him. Why do
trust Hanks? See,” and her brilliant eyes
flashed as she spoke. “He loves the
major’s child. othing is so deathless
as love in youth. For her he will de-
stroy Sarasino. Why would I have him
destroyed? Nothing is so deathless as
hate made from love.”

“Mount !”

Lieutenant Bean’s sharp command rang
in through the windows.

“Sarasino’s white mule, by Jove, and
forty Apaches!” echoed Dr. Fanstone as
he threw open the door to get a better
view. . 7

(TO BE CONTINUED. ]

ay a en Peer ae
FAST OCEAN PASSAGES.

The fastest west-bound passage of the
City of Paris was in May of last year—
viz. : six days, one hour, 56 minutes; dis-
tance, 2,894 knots; and east-bound in the
same month, six days. eight hours, 32
minutes; distance, 2,933 knots. That of
the City of New York, west-bound, was
in August, six days, one hour, 15 min-
utes; distance, 2,774 knots. The vessels
Majestic and Teutonic, which hold the
position of being the swiftest ocean
steamers in the world, made, during
nine months of last year, nine passages
to and from New York, the average of
the nine trips being five days, 18 hours,
six minutes. At the end of July the
Majestic crossed from Queenstown to
New York in five days, 18 hours, eight
minutes—the fastest passage on record
up to that date. But even this rapid
Ste ro was in turn surpassed’ by the

eutonic, which passed from Queens-
town to New York in August in five
days, 16 hours, and 31 minutes.

‘ ————___~—— a ——————

_ PHOTOGRAPHER—“Now then, Mr. Crosser, if
fae please, look pleasant for a moment. That’s

. Amoment longer—there! You may now
resume your natural expression !’”

 

NEWS.

[This Story Will Not be Published in Book-Form.]

The Golden Moose.

UNDER THE POLAR STAR.

—<—_

BY DE WITT CONKLIN.
-
(“THE GOLDEN MOOSE” was commen
Back numbers can be obtained of all News Agents.)

CHAPTER XIV.
A FRIEND IN NEED.

eo %
SZyAND was nowhere in sight, and a
¢| (e/ chill, frosty air swept the deck of

IJ the Golden Moose as its captain

G-” confronted his crew with a new
surprise.

He vouchsafed no explanation to them
of his discovery of the boys, nor did he
exhibit at first any curiosity as to how
the stowaways had come aboard. It
seemed to be enough to him to know
that the former object of his hatred and
spite, Tom Dalton, was once more in his

ower.

Will Bertram had followed the captain | d

and Tom to the deck. As Morris flung
the cabin-boy with a violent jerk upon
a pile of ropes he growled out, viciously:

“You stay there until I get the cat-of-
nine-tails ready !”

Poor Tom crouched and cowered, and
hid his face in his hands, uttering moans
of despair and terror,

Will grew sick at heart as he contem-
plated the brutal visage .of the half-
drunken Morris.

He summoned all his courage and bold-
ness, however, and ventured to address

im,
“Captain Morris, can I speak a word to

Morris turned with a sneering snarl.

“Ah, my young friend, how humble
we are! Our tone ain't quite as defiant
as it was!”

I want to speak to you about Tom,

“We'll clip his wings, and yours, too,
before this voyage is ended. You got
him to ranaway. I told you I'd get even
with you, and you’l] soon find out how
well I keep my word,”

“Captain Morris,” said Will, earnestly,
“you have no right to abuse that boy,
and you don’t dare to whip me!”

Captain Morris terminated Will's ap-
peal by going below and reappearing a
minute later.

The dreaded instrument of torture, the
cat-of-nine-tails, was in his grasp.

His big, brawny hand seized Tom’s
jacket and fairly tore it from his back.

He did not wait to have his victim tied
up, but began slashing at the poor cabin-
boy with fiendish satisfaction in his evil

face.
“Take that, andthat. Ah! yousquirm,
do you!”

“You coward!”

As blow after blow was rained on the
shoulders and body of the screaming
Tom, his companion could not restrain
his indignation, and applied the censur-
ing words to Morris,

The latter turned.

“T’ll see if this ship is to be run b
boys any longer!” he yelled, choking with
rage.

he whip came down across Will’s
form with a violence that fairly took his
a eee . aoe

e gasped out wildly from the pain in-
flicted by the cutting strokes, .

Suddenly there was an interruption,

A hand stronger than that of the cap-
tain clutched the descending whip.

“Don’t strike that boy again, Captain
Morris !” :

Jack Marey had stepped forward, and
it was he who now spoke.

The captain directed one amazed glance
a Bie AAP ee the first evidence
of rebellion he had ever seen on
the Golden Moose. Rogra

“What do you mean?” he demanded,
red with anger. ;
“You ain’t treating these boys right,
captain; that’s what I mean,” said Jack,
steadily. “Don’t strike them again.”

“Stand aside!” ;

“TIT won’t doit, captain. Youain’t your-
self, or you wouldn’t act this way.”

The captain struggled to get his hands
free, but Jack held him firmly.

“Mutiny!” he roared, “Here,” to the
crew, “seize this man and lock him up
below.”

_Not a sailor stirred to interfere or re-
lieve the captain from his dilemma.

“Do you hear me?” raved Morris, finally
wrenching his hands free. “Well, then,
I’ll trounce the whole of you, beginning
with you, my mutinous boatswain !”

He struck at_ Jack Marcy.
was not repeated. —

 

The blow }.

Without an indication of anger on his
bronzed face, but with a quick step for-
ward, the boatswain lifted his fist and
deliberately knocked the captain down.

Captain ‘Morris arose to his feet with
blood in his eye.

“Do you know what.you’ve done, you
mutinous scoundrel?” he yelled. “Oh, my
hearty, you’ll pay dearly for this! To
the forecastle! PY bn are no longer an offi-
cer on this ship! As to these boys, put
them to work,” he-ordered to the mate;
“and give them plenty of it, and the hard- _
est kind at that!”

Jack Marcy walked up to the captain — j

and looked him squarely in the eye.

“Captain Morris,” he said, “you've re-
lieved me of duty on the ship, well and
good; but you leave those boys alone.
ain’t in my nature to see th
and I won’t, and there ain’t a man here
that don’t stand by me. I’ve sailed wit
ype a long time, and did my duty, but

m through now. You can send me
home on a passing ship or land me ashore
sa oe just “¥ you sane 4

rt company with this voyage, an
that’s the ene of it.” ee

The ora brow darkened, :

I will have you tried for mutiny!” he _
cried. “As to those boys, they'll work
their passage, I’ll guarantee.” <

Captain Morris did not boast vainly.
That day and for many days following, —
we and Tom were put at the severest —
rudgery. ye

Jack Marey’s position had been given |
to one of the sailors and he himself re-
lieved from oe 5

Captain Morris did not again exercise
any positive cruelty against the boys, but
saw that they did not idle their time
away.

He and the mate seemed to be continu-
ally holdin
and more than once the crew discusse
the strange course of the ship.

“We seem to be ocean bound,“ Will —

overheard one of them say one day, “with
no definite port in view.” ;

He’s going to touch at Nova Scotia
and points north, I hear,” remarked an-
other sailor. :

One dark night an event occurred
which threw some light on the captain §
action.

Will had been cleaning the lamps ia
the forward cabin, The weather hag.
been squally all day, and had developed
into a positive storm at night. :

More than once theboatswain had come
to the cabin where the captain and mate
were, asking for orders, as the ship_
seemed in positive danger, i

The mate went on deck several times
but would return almost immediate
and he and the captain would resume~
their confidential talk, drinking freely
from a bottle ‘of liquor on the table, 12 —
the inner cabin. 5 aa

They paid no attention to Will, who |
was in the next. compartment to the ope —
they occupied, but they started ang —
looked ‘up, and Will himself aroused |
curiously asa form came into the cabin
and boldly entered on the privacy of the
captain and the mate. ee

it was Jack Marcy, and his face wa
rim and uncompromising as he faced

is superior officers, | 5

Ca tain Morris scowled darkly. as

hat do you want here?” he deman®
ed, gruffly.

‘T want to talk with you about this
ship. The crew are getting uneasy.
They say she is suffering from stress 0!
oe Se ee ar commanding Tee

rs are not doing their duty.”

What’s that of your business. , YOU
are no longer an officer on the ship. |

Maybe not, Captain Morris, but I hap-

en to know what the men do 0% —
fhere’s a leak in the hold, and you tm?
are plotting to sink the ship.”

Captain Morris sprang to
wildly. “a

Are you mad, to make such @ state:
ment?” he cried,

No,” replied Jack, calmly. “I ee
what I’m talking about. When you le
Portland the Golden Moose was heavily
insured and charged with a cargo she
never carried. 1 accuse you, c
Morris, and your mate, with trying
sink the ship in mid-ocean to get that
insurance money!”

his feet

CHAPTER XV.
DESERTED, ;

APTAIN MORRIS’ face underwent
<¢ a variety of startling changes ®t
the bold assertion of Jack Marcy:
Will Bertram could see them by
the lamp-light through the open door 0
the inner cabin, and was amazed at
bold charge the boatswain had made. 7
Do 1 know what you are saying
began the captain. : bs oe
eerfectly. The ship is in danger.
, We can’t help that.” a
“And aleak.” - hal
Then it must be attended to.” ‘
_“You are right, Oaptain Morris, ands
you and your mate do not immediate

 

em abused,

You and ©

mysterious conversations, ©
set about repairing your evil work I will

tell the crew all.”
Morris’ usually red face had grown very

ale. :
pe You say there is a leak?” he said,

_} after a pause.
“ Ye ”

“Where?”
“In the hold, where you and your mate

} were two hours since, and where I _ over-

heard your plot to sink the ship and trust
to the long boat to get ashore.”
“And you imagine the crew would be-
lieve this story if you told it to them?
“I do, if I added some further informa-
mer bare geet
“What is that?”
“The real fate of the crew of the Alba-
tross.” s
At these words a horrible pallor crossed

| Morris’ face.

There was a crash, and the light in the
cabin went suddenly out.

A heavy blow seemed struck, and then
the mate's voice fell on Will’s hearing:

“He knows too much, captain.” :

“For our safety, yes. Ha! what's that?’

There was a violent lurch of the ship as

_ the captain spoke.

Bo
x
F

>

i Way about blindly in the dar

complete]

hp ible on the floor.

_ Side of the cabin.,

moment he and the mate
rushed past Will to the deck. _ :
The latter, alarmed at the wild tossing
of the ship, followed them.
_ The deck of the Golden Moose was a
cene of indescribable confusion.
The skies were of inky blackness, the

The next

_ Sea lashed into a mad fury by a terrific
_ gale.
iam

It is doubtful if the captain and the
‘mate anticipated such a tempest, for, as
the new boatswain announced that the
ship was becoming water-logged, both
men seemed terribly frightened. Each

. > moment the condition of the ship became

Worse, It tossed in the trough of the sea,
and then on the crest of the waves.

-Tom Dalton, pale and excited, had
Yeached Will Bertram’s side, and both

_ ¢lung to a rope to escape being swept off
the de

ck.

_ “We shall all go down,” quavered Tom.
ts Sees Will, they are pulling off the long
oat.”

b
“And Jack Marcy is below. Follow me,
Tom. The captain and mate intend leav-
‘nghim behind.” : :
oth boys hurriedintothecabin. Will
Sroped his way to the inner compartment.
t was locked ! ™
is e had. no thought now of personal
“Safety, but, suspenseful for the rescue of
_ their stanch friend, bade Tom help him.
Together they endeavored to force the
Ocked door. Will beat at it with a

E oat, kicked at it, flung his body against

The door gave way at last. :
“Jack! Jack!” he cried, groping his

lurch of the ship-sent him to one

8 he fell his hand came in contact
With a prostrate form. ae
[tis Jack, and he is insensible, he
Murmured, concernedly. “Tom! Tom!
Um here, Will.”
«surry on deck.”
“What for?”
“To tell the crew that Jack Marcy is
‘ying here helpless and in peril.

“How did he come here?” asked Tom,
pemoras” Th tain and
ever mind now. e captain
mate locked him ,in. Quick, tell the

en,”

Tom disappeared. ;
wil guinate later he came rushing down
” C y. si
‘Oh, Will! Will!” he cried, frantically.
. What has happened?” t
‘We are left behind. The apa and
the crew have left in the long boat, and
‘ave deserted the ship.”

CHAPTER XVI.
THE WRECK.

ILL BERTRAM was_ utterly
overwhelmed at the intelligence
: conveyed by Tom’s announce-
3 ment of the condition of affairs
on the deck of the Golden Moose.
T or some moments he did nots eak.
he peril of their situation stunned him
“ ete ye. z
__ “They could not have been so cowardly,
_ $0 inhuman,” he murmured.
exci be the men didn’t miss us in the
lo tement, and the captain wanted to
fave us behind,” remarked Tom.
a} ill groped his way to a place where
litin? was fastened to the wall an
Its rays showed the boatswain, insens-
and Will leaned over him
Nd shook him gently. ay
tion &,few moments he had the satisfac-
“ton of seeing him move, open his eyes
And stare bewilderingly around him.
hy, what’s happened? Oh, I re-

? - Member—the captain and the mate.
oth

eo pnnocked me insensible. Where are

fo eNO.
_ “Gone—where?”

 

d|cumbing to the

GooDp

“They locked you in_and left the ship
in the long boat;” and Will related what
had occurred. :

“The scoundrels!” ejaculated the boat-
swain. “Stay here, my lads, for the ship’s
tossing at a terrible rate, and it ain’t
safe for you to go on deck.” .

The practiced eye of the old sailor took
in the peculiar position of the ship at°a
glance.

One of the masts was broken, and
whole parts of the deck had been swept
away. The forward part of the ship
dipped low, as though disabled, and its
course was. erratic and unguided by rud-
der or sails.

Amid the darkness there was no sight
of the long boat. :

“You’re right, lads,” said the old tar,
returning to the cabin. “The ship is de-
serted and at the merey of the storm—
and a bad storm it is.”

As he spoke, a gigantic wave swept
over the deck and into the cabin.

“We'll get out of here as soon as we
can. No whimpering, Tom. With com-
oy sense and courage we may be saved

eb.

z Jack ransacked several nooks in the
cabin and brought to view several old
coats made of tarpaulin cloth. In these,
as a protection against the rain and
waves, the trio encased themselves, .

Then the boatswain tied a strong rope
around his waist and bade his fellow-
companions in peril do the same.

“Now, keep close to me,” he said.

He climbed to the deck, the boys fol-
lowing him. It was_ well that he took
the precautions he did, for the first wave
swept Will and Tom off their feet,

. Jack clung to the wheel, toward which
he with difficulty made his way.

His companions crouched at _ his feet,

|}awed and frightened at the wildness of

the storm.
“The boat may weather the storm yet,

| leaking as she is,” remarked Jack,

“But if not?”

“Then we must trust to the small boat
those scoundrels have left behind. Hold
fast, lads. A light!” _ f :

Old Jack strained his vision to pierce
the darkness.

“I certainly saw a light,” he repeated,
anxiously; “there it is ahead, directly in
our course, and bearing down on us.”

“Ts it land?” queried Tom, :

“No; we are hundreds of miles from
land.

“It is probably a ship in distress, like
ourselves. It’s pene nearer, and our
lantern is swept out. Steady, lads, fora
crash is coming.” ‘ :

One single speck of light relieved the
gloom of the scene. The excited boys
could make it out coming nearer and
nearer.

It shadowed out dimly the outlines of
a large ship, and then——

A crash that sent a shock through
their frames sounded above the frightful
roar of the tempest. The timbers started
beneath their feet; Jack’s hold was torn
from the wheel, and the trio were flung
indiscriminately across the deck.

The ship that had collided with them
had passed or sunk, they knew not
which. Their one desperate situation

alled for immediate action.
we We're sinking, lads. It’s the boat,
now, or certain death by drowning.

But the boat had been swept away.
Old Jack uttered a cry of dismay.

The water was up to their. waists now,
and various movable objects were floating
about as if on the surface of the sea

itself.
“Cling to this, lads,” shouted Jack, as
a wooden grating that had been near the
forecastle drifted before them. |
They obeyed him just in time, for a
gigantic wave enveloped the deck, and
swept the ship from beneath them.
Clinging to the grating they were flung
upon the boiling waters about them.
“She’s gone down,” they heard Jack’s
voice say. “It is a matter of endurance
Olen was half fainting with terror,
while Will, chilled and _ benumbed
blindly, hopelessly clung to the frai
as the mercy of the waves, it drifted
to and fro, now on the crest of the waves,
now in the trough of the sea, always half
submerged, the salt sea-water blinding
and choking the three vo} agers, 5
It was an awful experience for the im-
perilled trio. Only the stanch, encour-
aging words ee ne re above
st, ke em from utterly suc-
SeaBiGe terrors ve their eRe
last—it seemed after many hours—
sie. acorit subsided. A calm stole over
the wild waters, and faint daylight began
to creep over the scene. Q
A dusky gray in the far horizon was
succeeded by a flush of ruddy hue. Dark-
ness faded at last, and a great golden
globe of fire shone over the dreary scene.
Far as the eye could reach was water,
unbroken, monotonous. The old boat-
swain’s eye scanned the bleak expanse

searchingly.

 

He saw what the boys had not noticed.

NEW S.

His face was eager and hopeful as he
fixed his glance toward the rising sun.
Then he announced in thrilling tones:
“A sail!”
CHAPTER XVII.

THE RAFT.

L\HE words of the old boatswain in-
fused new hope and courage into
the eras hearts of the two boys.

They had been enabled, when the
waters grew calm, to creep upon the
grating, but they were so chilled and
exhausted that they were only conscious
of suffering and misery.

Both looked eagerly in the direction
where Jack’s glance was fixed.

“TI don’t see anything, Jack,” said Will.

“The sun blinds your eyes, lad, and
the salt water makes them weak. It’s a
sail, and it’s drifting this way.”

And a few minutes after the boatswain
reported:

“A raft—two people on it! Do you see
it now?”

“Yes, plainly!” cried Will, in excited
tonés. “Oh, Jack, will they see us?”

Some distance away, on the surface of
the waters, could plainly be made outa
floating object resembling a raft.

A single pole with a piece of sail was
‘fixed upon it, while two forms, appar-
ently human beings, sat on the raft.

“It’s bearing our way. Now,
lads, yell your loudest.”

While the boys obeyed the boatswain,
and shouted vigorously, Jack broke a
bar off the wooden grating, tied a hand-
kerchief to its end, and, maintaining a
standing position with difficulty, waved
the signal wales

“They see us!" cried Jack, excitedly.
“They are setting the sail to come this
way! Ahoy! Ahoy!”

Amid this excitement, the boatswain
nearly fell into the water. A minute
later the raft came toward them, It
touched the side of the grating, anda
hearty voice cried out:

“Messmates in distress, welcome!”

The occupants of the raft were two—a
boy andaman. ‘The dress of the latter
indicated him to be a sailor. He was
about Jack’s age.

His companion was a boy, a i. or
two older than Will and Tom. His pal-
lor showed that he had suffered from ex-

then,

posure to the storm, but his eye bright- |

ened as he assisted the boys to clamber
on the raft.

It was a strong, substantial craft,
made of. stout timbers, covered with a
gangway top, and lashed together with
stout ropes. ©

Oid Jack secured the grating to the
end of the raft with a rope, and then
turned to the sailor in charge of it.

There was a gleam of curiosity in the
eyes of the latter as he surveyed Jack's
dripping form.

“Well, mate, ” he said, “you seem to
have been cruising on a frail craft.”

“Since last night, yes.”

“Shipped from——’

“Portland, on the Golden Moose, and
sunk in mid-ocean a few hours since.
And you?”

“Hugo Arnold, second mate of the mer-
chantman Liverpool, bound for Philadel-

hia, and went down, disabled in a col-
fsion with an unknown ship,” «

“When?”

“Last night.”

A few words of interrogation and reply
showed that the ship which had hastened
the aening of the Moose was the Liv-
erpool.

“The crew and the passengers all got
off—some in the long boats, seme on
rafts. This one we fixed up quickly, but
three others on it abandoned us and
swam after the boats.”

“And you’ve been on the water since?”

“Yes. We saw your signal, and are
mighty glad of company. We took one
precaution,” and the old sailor pointed to
acask and a box. “Drink and food,” he
remarked,

Never did food have a more welcome
taste to Will and Tom than the hard
ship’s biscuit they were proffered. |

They learned that the Liverpool had
come from Germany with a large cargo,
and that the mate’s companion was a
student of a German university, return-
ing to his home in Boston.

His name was Willis Moore, and the
boys soon struck up a genial acquaint-
anceship, "

The two old sailors indulged in a long
confidential conversation while the boys
were discussing the situation among
themselves. ; ;

They were experienced sailors, and
their general knowledge of the ocean
enabled them to very clearly estimate
their probable location. ;

“We cannot have floated far out of the
course of ships,” said Jack. “The storm
has gone down, and if we can keep afloat
for a few days we will probably be
‘picked up by some passing craft.” :

 

Except for the keen wind, the rescued
Will and Tom did not suffer on the

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craft. There was sufficient to eat and
drink for some time, and, after their
dreadful experience on the Moose and
the grating, they were insensible to minor
discomforts.

There was a shade of anxiety cast over
the forlorn group of voyagers’ as the days
and nights wore on, however.

_ For two days passed_and there was no
indication of a ship. The sail rudely im-
provised was not of much use, and, as
they had lost all accurate bearings, the
raft had been allowed to drift at its will.

“We'llset a watch to-night,” said Jack,
that evening. “It looks as if we might
have a storm before morning. Now,
Hugo, you and the boys turn in and I’ll
take the lookout for half the night.”

It must have been on toward midnight
when Will awoke to feel the rain beat-
ing on his face.

The wind, too, was blowing, and he
aroused himself as he remembered Jack’s
prediction of the storm, and he noticed
a slight ruddy glow on the waters near
the raft.

He discerned the cause of the strange
illumination as he hurried to where
Jack was,

The boatswain was at the extreme
windward end of the raft. Before him,
on the bottom of the raft, a small fire
flashed and spluttered.

He had emptied the water out from the
cask, knocked in the head, and then,
breaking up the box that held the bis-
cuits, had built a fire with the wood in-
side the cask.

This he kept feeding continuously with
bits of the wood.

Will crept to his side and spoke his
name.

The boatswain did not speak until he
had drawn the grating in tow upon the
raft, and, breaking a piece of wood from
it, placed it in the cask,

“Don’t wake the others up,” said Jack,
in a low, hurried tone, that had a shade
of excitement quite unusual to the old
sailor.

“What is it, Jack—the cask—the fire?”

“A light—some ship, sure,” replied the
boatswain, pointing into the darkness,

“Did you see it?”

“Yes; itcomes and goes yonder. I keep
the open end of the cask in that direc-
tion, and if they see the light we may be
rescued,”

“But you’ve thrown away the water,
and if we shouldn't be seen?”

“It’s raining. We can get plenty
more. ,

Jack kept feeding the fire with broken
pieces of the grating. ‘The open end of
the cask gave the light quite a focus;
but Will, scanning the horizon, could see
no indication of the light Jack claimed
to have discovered.

The cask itself had begun to burn, and
would soon fall in and no longer confine
the fire.

In the glare Jack’s face looked seri-
ously disappointed.

“The light I saw is gone sure. The
ship may have turned so we can't see it.”

“Maybe it was a star.”

Look, lad;

“No, no. Ahoy! ahoy |
we’re almost upon them.”

The wild call of the boatswain aroused
ee ae sleeping occupants of the
raft.

Only a short distance ahead of them a
ship’s light could be seen, and the out-.
lines of the ship itself made out.

Evidently Jack had been looking in the
wrong direction for it. He redoubled his
cries and piled the wood on the fire,
which, fanned by the breeze, threatened
to set the entire raft in flames.

“ Aho hey

The responsive call came near at hand.
A yawl, manned by several sailors, drove
directly into the raft.

Their signal had been heard! They were
rescued !

Ten minutes later, as the boys and
sailors clambered upon the deck of a
stately ship to which the yaw] had con-
veyed them, they could see the burning
ratt, a diminishing speck of light, in the
far distance.

[TO BE CONTINUED. ]

~~ 0
TRADES REQUIRING THE GREATEST

NUMBER OF TOOLS.
If all the processes involved in making
of a hand-made watch be considered as
one trade, then that is the one in which
the greatest number of tools are used,
There ure 202 separate pieces in the ordi-
nary lever watch, and these are made by
215 different craftsmen belonging to about
forty sub-trades. A well-known watch-
maker has recorded the fact that the
parts of an ordinary watch heve to go
through some 2,000 separate operations
altogether, in each of which one or more
tools are used. Of single trades, per-
formed by one workman, pattern-making
for the hardware trades probably employs
the most tools. A complete pattern-
maker’s outfit would include about eighty —
varieties of tools, and would comprise

 

two or three hundred individual pieces,

 
A WILD RIDE.

 

OME, lads! Who rides this time?”
4 cried old Morgan, the cel2brated
wild-horse catcher, as he held the
end of the rope wl
tied down one

th which was
wildest and
overnable horses we had ever
wice before hada
d mounted one of our number on
to ride him down.
found about four miles from the place
he started, lying insensible on the gr
with one arm
was found the next
with his neck
five miles from the starting

The first one

stiff and stark,
broken, some

now we had caught him again!
There could be no doubt of his identity,
for we had marked him
had captured him, and the mark was
plainly visible no

the last time we

r aren’t afraid, are ye?”
See Morgan, as he saw we all hesi-
ated.
“Well, I'll ride him myself, bein’s
thar’s no men ’mong
“I'll ride him!” sai
remarks had stung me.
to ride him,” I continued.
“Good for Barney é
“Now we'll see how he can. ride him.”
“You had better vot,” whispered my
comrade, Jack Kary, in my ear, when
Morgan's back was to us.
“Never mind, Jack,” said
him till he runs himself down.”
I knew that was the onl
his wild nature.
how?” laughed Morgan;
s of Barney’s look like
d under his belly.”
nile this conversation was going on
the horse was making frantic efforts to
but he was securely held by Mor-
an and some of the boys.
usted a blanket over his head, for the

jacket, and buckled
und my waist, in which
lver and a heavy sheath
knife. Then I exchanged my hat fora
close-fitting cap, and announced that I

I, quickly, for his
"«T’m not afraid

shouted Morgan.

y way of break-

“them ere long leg
mought be tie

They had ad-
purpose of blinding

a heavy belt aro
laced a revo

you’re a fool!” exlaimed Dick
Roach, the ranger that hadr
“All the money in
verse couldn’t persuade me to ride him

This remark called forth a burst of
hter from the boys; but Dick, not
hter, still continued
esist from my danger-
ous undertaking; but seeing that I was
determined, he said:

“Go ahead, Barney;‘you can
o it; but fet me give you
look out for his whirling
and | jumping, for that was what upset

ing their lau
to entreat me to

ullead you int
: little gaetincs

e. f
I said I would be cautious, and told the

the blanket and
he immediately
to his feet, at the same time I
upon his back and gathered the
reins in my hands, :
arther [I will describe the | I
e was snow white,
ish mane and tail, and of powerful pro-
s, and about five years old. The
ill see at once that he was in the
rime of life, and more difficult to break.
efore letting him up they had forced
into his mouth a pair of Mexican bits,
d that a moderate pull ofa
man’s little finger would be sufficient to
aw of the horse.
had given the word to “cut
i d away he sprang
I heard a shout from the
and taking off my cap I waved it
over my head. I glanced back
houlder; they were mounting
urpose of following
hem far behind.

to let him up.
hen they removed
slackened the ropes,

their horses for the

me. But I soon left
On we went; now thunderin

slight elevation, now flying

he whirled to one side,
ted that I almost lost my

was so unexpec
y y rowels into his

Sey But digging m
side I gained my
IT heard a shout
They had obs
lodge me, and
keeping my seat
look back for fea
now that he had c
ors to get me 0
safe, as far as

from my companions.
erved his attempt, to dis-
were applauding me for

r of losing my balance;
ommenced his endeav-
I felt comparatively
rowing me was con-
I — his tricks, and would
be on my guar
The swift riding and_ the
now heard tar behind, raised me to
ht of excitement, and brought
bounding through my veins,
and I shouted back boastful words .to

shouts of the

    
  

  
    

  

    
    

m.
I gazed down at the noble breast and

  
   
     
  
  
 

GOOD NEWS.

arching neck of the steed, and thought

what a pity such a fine horse should
have to be half killed before he could
be tamed.

Again and again he attempted to
throw me, but withuot success, until
finally he ee it up altogether; but kept
up his maddened flight.

I thought the race was about over, for
surely he could not stand such running
long. But you will see how sadly I was
disappointed.

Fainter and fainter or the shouts of
my comrades, and still on we went. We
had been running about half an hour,
aud still he gaves no signs of fatigue.

ee Isaw, far ahead, a faint
wreath of smoke curling up from the
round; it was follow2d bya blaze of
re. Wider and wider it grew, until the
horrible truth burst upon me—the prairie
was on fire! Some fiend had set it on
fire for some demoniac reason. I tugged
at the reins to turn his head toward the
camp, but he still kept on unchecked.
What could be the reason?

A horrible suspicion crossed my mind!
I leaned over sothat I could see his

his teeth.
On, on we went to meet our death. I

die rather than do that, and be taunted
by my companions ever after.

Maddened to desperation, I concentrat-
ed all my strength in one sudden jerk.
There was a dull snap, and I fell back-
ward on the horse.
regained my seat,
immediately what had happened—I

from his mouth,
Here was a position not very enviable,
I assure you.

meet a ragin
cape.

he woul
right.

ing prairie.
tornado,
horse; the pointe
twist and twirl, in dazzlin
the unearthly reflection an
the snorting horses, and the bel

of the scorching serpents, and the shar

no pen can describe.
miration, ;
and struck oft for the river.

intercept us.

distance off. Th

and the fire.
were suffocating.

owers; but 1 was, destined for neit
he surgin

on my left, surging forward

it was fainter and

ment.

gain with the dark sea of bodies.

five
one frantic plunge, we were in it.

struck off at his former pace.

of) a the fire was just lickin
re ive i

nothing would leave: hee Lae ie

 

oe Zear, and their frantic bellowings ‘ “

\

mouth. He had caught the bit between

could throw myself to the ground, by
risking a broken arm or leg, but I would

In a second I had
and comprehended
had
broken the bit, and it hung dangling

Out on the boundless
prarie, astride of a wild horse, riding to
fire, with no power to es-
I still had a hope that the_ steed
had not yet perceived the fire, and that

4 ues from it and strike for the
river, which was about two miles to our

There is a terriffic sublimity in a burn-
The tumultuous ocean of fire
and flame, that surges forward like a
cnlgtrl Deas the fleetest race-
spears of the fire that
gyrations ;
glare upon
the clouds above; the eapceriae tread of
owing of

the buffaloes; the hissing and writhings

crackling and roaring of the fire itself.
All these are fearful exhibitions of some
tremendous power, and are scenes which

As I was gazing at the fire in rapt ad-
the horse suddenly, whirled,

Now commenced a race for life—to
reach the stream before the fire should

The animal seemed to fly over the
ground. On, on he went, like the wind.
The stream was in sight, but still some
ie thundering clatter of
crackling hoofs upon the prairie had
rapidly.grown louder, until I knew that |
they were comparatively close at hand.
Onward they came, until I saw them

plainly. » :
“TI will be trampled to death!” thought

But my fear was only momentary, for
I saw that I was near the outer edge of
the sweeping avalanche of. living ani-
mals, There were but about two hun-
dred yards now. intervening between me
Already the heat and smoke
My situation was a
strange one—riding between two ee

er.
F crackling of flames on m
right, and the mighty drove of Sattalocs
f like a vast‘
sea, their wondrous heads and _ backs
PSE together, and sinking and rising
ike the heaving water. Their hoofs gave
forth a peculiar crackling sound, like the
rapid discharge of musketry, save that
: more continuous,
Their long, pointed horns resembled the
presented spears of an army; and their
tails lashing in the air as though in tor-
Now and then a sharp bellow
would tell of some unfortunate one gored,
and trampled to death in an instant, and
at intervals a huge body would be forced
abové the surging mass, or would leap
i sane in an instant fall back to min-

n we went, until we were within
ards of the stream, and then, with

The noble steed struck out for the op-
posite side, which was soon reached. He
clambered quickly up the bank, and

3 left

hodies but a charred and Dake ieee
The buffaloes were still crossing, the

flames had reached those that were in

“

were heard above the roaring of the fire,
and thundering of the hoofs.
But I had not escaped yet. True, I had
escaped the fire; but I was still on the
wild horse, with no power to guide or
stop him. A thought flashed across my
mind; I would shoot him, so as to disa-
ble him, and from the loss of blood he
would be compelled to stop.
I grasped my holster, but it was empty;
I had lost my revolver in crossing the
stream; but my knife still stuck in my
belt. I drew it from its sheath, and with
a trembling hand prepared to plunge it
into his beautiful neck. I leaned over,
and raised my arm to strike the blow;
but gratitude would not permit me to
kill the faithful horse that had saved me
from such a horrible death.
Still on we went, and no signs of fal-
tering yet. Again I raised the gleaming
blade. I knew my safety lay in stopping
the horse, and this was the only way. A
sickening sensation was already crawling
over me, I struck with such force that
the glittering blade was buried two-
thirds of its length in the noble ani-
mal’s neck. He gave a wild lunge side-
ways, whirled around, and then struck
off in the same direction. I withdrew
the knife, but instead of a stream of
blood spurting out, merely a few drops
oozed out, and trickled down his neck.
Again I struck, this time lower down.
He jerked his head around, but the re-
moval of the knife was followed with the
same result—a few drops of blood. Cnce
more I struck, still farther down. He
never flinched, but kept on. I removed
the knife, but it had not entered a vein.
I replaced the weapon, determined to
risk my life rather than torture him
any more; but I soon saw that his speed
was slowly slackening. Slower and
slower he went; then he faltered, his
hoofs struck pealnse some obstacle, and
he almost fell. At the same time I
sprung from his back; but I leaped none
too soon, for as I landed on my feet he
tumbled headlong to the ground.

wounds. A small stream of blood was)
trickling from eachcut. I knew that the
boys would cross the stream on obsetv-
ing the fire, and I glanced down the sheet
of water and saw them coming. They
had crossed immediately on seeing the
fire, thereby gaining considerable on me.
They had observed me, and were makiug
all haste toward me. When they became
aware that I was uninjured, they made
the air resound with their shouts.

My ares is -almost done. Suffice it to
say, the horse recovered, and was thor-
oughly broken, but was never as good a
horse in after years as he was that fine
morning I mounted him to “ride him
down.” But he. has still life enough in
him to take me flying over the hills and
vales of the neighborhood in which I am
now writing, for I have brought him
home with me. But I never mount him
without looking at the three ugly scars
on the side of his beautiful neck, and
thinking of my wild ride in Mexico,

oe es

THE MOST FEROCIOUS AND DANGER-
OUS BIRD.

 

The harpy eagle is the most powe
and ferocious of the birds eaten. had ts
dangerous to both man and beast. The
bones of the oe are enormously thick
in proportion to the size of the bird, and
the claws are nearly twice the size of
those of the golden eagle. Young deer
frequently fall victims to the harpy
eagle. As soon as it pounces upon a
sloth, a fawn, or other animal, the fate
of its victim is sealed, for the long
curved claws are driven so forcibly into
its vitals, that it speedily sinks dead be-
neath the fatal grasp. The Indians stand
in pore of the bird, and the natives
tell of. instances of children having been
carried off and devoured. The condor is
generally considered one of the most fero-
cious and rapacious of birds. It possesses
in a higher degree than the eagle, all the
qualities that render it formidable, not
only to the feathered kind, but to beasts
and even man himself. The wings ex-
tended are eighteen feet across.

————_s_ ¢-o______

THE MOST FREQUENTLY MISSPELLED
_ WORDS, |

 

The words most. frequently misspelled
by educated persons are those in Phin
the vowels “e” and “i” follow one an-
other, of which the words “believed” and
“received” are most frequent. The vowels
in these words are often misplaced; in
believed the “i” being put after instead
of before the “e,” where it ought to be,
and in received the “i” being put before
instead of after the “e,” where its proper
position is. Separate is another word fre-
quently misspelled by educated persons
substituting an “e” for an “a” after the

p;” others are “disappoint,” spelt “dis-

 

sapoint ;” “across” “accross ;” “oh ioe?
oblidge.” eae and “oblige

ay

I walked around and looked at the |}

   

A SHARK CHANDELIER.

AR N deck, there !”
“Ay, ay, sir!”
“Haul in the tow-net?”

Qo “Ay, ay, sir!”

An officer in the rigging of a man-of-
war had observed a strange light in a
large net that was kept towing astern to
supply specimens for a naturalist on
board. In obedience to the officer’s or-
ders, the little midshipman on watch or-
dered aft some of the men,.and the great
net was soon swinging in the air over the
deck,

gathered round to .see what unusual
creature had been caught. It was quite —
dark, and the wet net looked almost a8 —
if it had been changed to molten metal.
Each cord and rope was outlined in light
against the deck, and the drops of water
gathered like liquid gold, running here
and there over the deck, and presenting
a strange and wonderful spectacle.
~, All this, however, was nothing tothe ~
living object itself which had caused the
net to be taken-in, This creature was
about three feet long, and almost blazed
with light. As it leaped about upon the _
deck, it appeared to be wrapped witha ||
heatless flame, which seemed to increase
in one spot and dieaway in another; and
then over the entire body, waves of bril-
liant light followed in rapid successl0D, ~
giving the impression that every strug- —
gle of the creature rekindled the light |
intc fresh vigor. sl
: “it’s a red-hot fish,” said one of the ~
1en,
The naturalist soon solved the mystery:
He pronounced it to be a luminous shark,
and a new discovery. Luminous fishes |
had been seen before, but they were 2e?:
erally small, and their light was confine
to certain spots on their bodies. Bub
here the entire fish, except a small por —
tion beneath the head, gleamed with @
yellow light, as if the shark had been ~
1eated to a white heat. Pah
It gives light enough to read by,” Te |
marked the little midshipman. ee

at 4
arge glass .vessel was produce@s
filled with sea water, and Eakaie pit the |
wardroom, where the curious lig!
giver was dropped into it. :

Put out those lights,” said-some one
and in a moment the lamps were extin
guished. The party found themselves 2
almost total darkness: but it was 0B
fora moment. Gradually the light from
the imprisoned shark began to be perZ
ceptible, and, in a few minutes mores
the faces of those nearest the glass
illuminated ye The shark chan
was pronounced a signal] success.

The light sufficed, indeed, to read
ccarse print by. Whén the shark 20)
mained quiet, ‘the light seemed to ae
away to a certain extent. As the lites
midshipman said: “If
turn up the wick you had_ to do it
a stick,” in other words, the shark
be stirred to activity. oping
_ By replenishing the water, and keeping
it well aerated, the shark was use one ;
lamp, or a chandelier, and it was BUYe 4
from the ceiling for several dayS-.-— o¢
ees pore wrote a descriptio?

; by its own light. ius

The shark as named the 4S wold
fulgens, which means the fire shar*:

The creature did not differ from ™ m
other sharks of what is called the St
genus; and in many. respects it 100
like our common dog-fish, 5

irl nape satay
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Color-blindness is a much less seri
defect in artificial than in daylight, Wo”
is said to arise from the predominane™ +
red in most artificial lights. It neo i- Se
be conceded that color-blindness is hePGy.,
tary, and runs in families; also tha I
imperfection is far more common !2
than in females; nor does it appear a
be confined to any class. In a work Fe ne
lished on the subject it is stated that.” 4.
person out of every fifteen is color: a
Out of 1,154 persons recently exam!
one in 55 confounded red with greens
in 60 brown with green; and one 13
blue with green, We know of no ear
ally accepted explanation” of the 127
ity. Of the three primary colors, *” ave
the distracting ong Red and gree? ™
the two colors commonly employed
railroad and ship signaling: the ve

least a?

colors which the color-blind are
to appreciate,

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THE RUN OF VULCAN

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T. R. HULME.

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HE superb locomotive Vulcan, be-
ihe longing to the Waukesha and Bur-
tA). wall Railway, had been in the
: shop a fortnight for repairs, when
it emerged in prime condition, and was
pronounced ready for duty.

The arrangement was that it should
resume service on the arrival of the night
express, which was due at Exmont at
eight o’clock that evening. From that
boint it was thirty-eight miles to Wauke-
sha, the western terminus of the line, the
Schedule time for which was forty-eight
minutes. Since it was necessary to make
one stop and slow up twice in passing
through the smaller towns, it will be
conceded that the night express deserved
the reputation of being one of the fastest
lines in tlie country.

Vulcan was fired up and steamed to its
Place just westward of the station at
Exmont, to await the arrival of the train.
When that took place its engine would

GoondD NEWS.

the accumulating pressure raised the
safety-valve and renewed the deafening
racket.

It was during one of these lulls that the
telegraphist reached his side, holding a
piece of paper in his hand, on which
were several hastily written sentences,

“Huch,” said he, “I have just got word
from Oak Bluff that Wash has blown
out a cylinder and is limping so bad that
| you had better run down and meet him
at Bear Tavern.” ;

The words of the agent seemed to im-
ply that some strange disaster had befal-
len the engineer alluded to as “ Wash,”
but no such idea was intended. Wash
Mantell was steaming westward with
the night express, when one of the cylin-
|der-heads of his engine had vanished.
|Such a mishap does not incapacitate a
| locomotive from running, for it can make

good time even when pulling a heavy
| train, but it cannot be said to be in good
icondition; and: inasmuch as _ it was the
| pride of the officials of the W. and B.
| that this favorite line was almost invari-
| ably on time, it was only prudent to send
| Vulean to take charge ac a point east of
| where it was already-waiting to do so.

| Hugh Waldron withdrew his oil can

 

 

train of passengers in any derailment or
catastrophe.

Vulcan was hardly clear of Exmont
when he struck his pace, which was per-
haps slightly less than twenty miles an
hour. Hugh Waldron seated himself on
his side of the cab with his back toward
the front of the engine. His feet were
drawn up beneath him and his right hand

| rested on the lever, so that he could shut

off steam the instant it became neces-
sary. Sitting thus, his head and shoul-
ders were thrust out of the cab window,
his cap pulled far down to prevent its
displacement by the wind caused by his
own motion, and leaving the care of the
engine to Jack, he scrutinized the track
with all the keenness of which he was
capable.

The night was moderately dark and
cold, there being no moon, with the stars
partially obscured by a bank of clouds
creeping up from the westward. A red
lamp was laced on the rear of the
tender, but this was intended as a signal
to others, and the engineer was without
aid in feeling his way over the twelve
miles, the last half of which was through
a dismal stretch of pine timber, extend-

 

 

ing the same distance beyond Bear Tay-

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the whistle, with the intention of an-
notincing his arrival by a resounding
blast, as soon as his neighbor ceased his
racket for a moment. Standing thus, he
was looking backward over the tender
at the glaring head-light, behind which
the shuddering steam shot straight up-
ward, while Jack had just ceased shovel-
ing coal and had closed the furnace door,
when the former released his hold on the
ring with the exclamation:

“There’s something wrong with Wash!
Wait till l run hack and see what it is.”

Hastily Gaopp a from the engine, he
sprang into the middle of the track,
breaking into a lope, while Jack as-
sumed his place at the throttle, wonder-
ing what his father had discovered to
awaken his curiosity.

As the engineer ran, he was in the
glare of the dazzling head-light, which
zleamed upon the rails to the tender of
Julean. His figure was of inky black.
ness. He resembled a huge, grotesque
moth, fluttering in the rays of a candle,
becoming larger and more distinct as
he neared the pilot of the other engine.

Jack was watching him, when he be-
came aware that instead of one form
there were two, and they were struggling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

be detached

to th and run across the switches

es repair shops, while Vulcan would
ing ae the station and make fast dur-
ch 1¢-few minutes’ halt for the ex-
/ange of passengers’and the transfer of
agage,
Ulcan was in charge of Hugh Wal-
ninet . grim, grizzled engineer, whose
ma, year-old son Jack was his fire-
4n. The youth had been in_ service
intent few months, but naturally alert,
rania sent, and ambitious, he learned
ee and at certain portions of the
take his place at the throttle for a few
Miles under the vigilant eye of his father.
stat can stood a hundred yards from the
weto, and the engineer and fireman
ere busy oiling the engine, examining
oa different parts of the machinery, and
variake sure that “she” (an.engineer In-
e ably refers to his engine as of the
minine gender) was fully ready for duty,

one. the telegraph operator, abruptly |
apening the door of his office, hurried |

Bice the platform, sprang down the few
“tg at the end, and ran to Hugh Wal-
On, who just then held a long-neécked

can with its narrow nozzle thrust

Re behind one of the connecting-rods,

Al ‘ere it was dripping the lubricating
ud into a smaller joint of the iron

mighene At intervals the engine emitted

: shuddering volume of the surplus

. €am in its overflowing treasury, scon
elapsing into temporary silence until

run was occasionally allowed to}

JACK WALDRUN MADE A POWERFUL THRUST.

from behind the connecting-rod and lis-
tened to the words of the operator.
“All right,” he replied; “I'll doit.” —
And he climbed upon his engine, his
son doing the same on_ the opposite side.
“The road is clear,” called the tele-
graphist, walking beside the engine and
talking to Hugh, who leaned out of his
cab to catch his words; “I'll telegraph
Wash to wait at Bear Tavern, and hecan
follow you.” . poe
Hust nodded his head to signify he un-
derstood, and, backing through the sta-
tion and acrdss the roadway beyond, he
began his journey eastward to meet the

night express.

 

Oak Bluff, the point from which the
'telegram was sent, asking for Vulcan,
l was thirty miles distant, while the little
station known as Bear Tavern was
twelve miles away. The latter distance,
therefore, represented the journey that
Vulean had to make to meet the express,
which had eighteen miles to travel in or-
der to effect the exchange of locomotives.

This was a good arrangement, for
though Vulcan was able to go much
faster than the crippled engine with its
train, he was obliged to make the twelve
miles backward, a proceeding so danger-
ous at night that no stress of cireum-

speed. There was no turn-table near the

meeting point, and i
Vulcan should

 

there was no possibility of involving a

 

|

| room for it to

|

stances world warrant a high rate of | tle noi

t was better that | which was blowing off steam at a ter-
do the retrogression. since | riffic rate.

ern station. But every rod was familiar,
and if astray animals would only be
obliging enough to keep away from the
track, he was sanguine of accomplishing
the distance within a half hour or more.

All went well until he found himself
approaching the end of his reverse run,
Bear Tavern, which consisted of only the
single office in which the ticket agent
and telegraph operator spent most of his
time, (the tavern having gone to decay
years before,) was at the terminus of a
long, sweeping curve through one of the
most lonely portions of the pine barrens
of the South-west.

Hugh knew his friend Wash Mantell
would wait at the station for him *if he
arrived there first. He was not disap-
pointed, therefore, as he slowly backed
upon the curve, to catch the glow of his
head-light shining like a great star
through the intervening trees that partly
shut it from sight.

The other engine ought to have steamed
forward and gone upon the siding, but the
light showed it was still on the main
track. Consequently; Hugh halted be-
yond the head of the switch, to give
run forward and back out
of his way. \He had approached at such
moderate speed that Vulcan gave out lit-
se, which might have been greater
and still have been drowned hy the other,

 

Hugh grasped the iron-ring controlling

together. Just then the other engine
ceased blowing off ‘steam, and in the
dead stillness that followed the crack
of a pistol rang out on the crisp, night
air. The two figures were still contest-
ing, when Hugh Waldron shouted:

“Run, Jack, as quick as you can——

At the same moment a third form
leaped into the illuminated space. He,
too, appeared black as night, but his
outlines were clearly narked. His broad
sombrero rose and fell in a way that
showed he was running toward Vulcan,
and he bore a Winchester rifle in his
hand.

Jack Waldron comprek ended the sitna-
tion on the instant, and gave the lever of
Vulcan such a sharp twitch that the
drivers spun round without moving the
engine. He instantly shut off and ad-
mitted the steam more carefully, at the
same time jerking the rod of the sand-
box, and causing the yellow particles to
stream down in tront of the ponderous
wheels, which griped the steel rails with
a rigor that sent Vulcan off like a race-
horse.

But the stranger with the gun was
within a few paces of the tender at that
moment, and before the magnificent
piece of mechanism could gain headway
he grasped the coupling link and began
climbing over the rear, with the purpose
of getting within range of the young
fireman.

If he secured a foothold, so as to bal-

 
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Goon NEwsB.

 

ance himself, he could easily shoot Jack
in the cab, and, reversing the lever,
bring the engine to a stand-still until the
completion of the train _robbery which
was then under way. Once within the
tender, there was no escape for Jack,
and the rogue would have secured the
advantage, had he not been anticipated
by the son, who showed such prompt-
ness in obeying the command of his
father to “run” from the spot.

Leaving Vulcan to himself, Jack caught
up the “raker” belonging to the engine.
This was an iron rod, one end of which
was thrust through a plate of metal a foot
long and four or five inches wide, and
used in raking the coal under the engine
boiler.

- With this firmly grasped, Jack care-
fully walked back. a few steps, over the
big lumps which tumbked about beneath
his feet, and resolutely awaited his foe,
who, when he appeared, must do so no
more than six or eight feet distant. By

this time Vulcan had swept around the.

long curve and the head-light ‘of the
other engine was no longer in sight, but
it was easy to detect the broad sombrero
as it rose above the iron rim of the
tender, and the stranger began climbing
over the. sharp edge to reach a position
where he saath steady himself and use
his fire-arms. /

’ Before he could succeed Jack Waldron
made such a powerful thrust with the
raker that the man was shoved off and
fell on the rails behind the engine. Ex-
eeatine a shot from him, the fireman
stooped so as to interpose the tender be-
tween them; but Vulcan, at the moment
the man fell, had attained a good speed,
and that individual, when he bumped
along the ground for several paces, with
his Winchester flying from his hands,
his hat gone, and any number of bruises
distributed over his body, was too much
engaged to fire his gun. :

; Meanwhile Vulcan was spinning west-
ward with rapidly increasing speed.
Hastily resuming his place, Jack glanced
ahead and saw the wayclear. He“ linked
up” the engine by slipping the catch of
the reversing lever into the notch nearest
the center. This shut off the steam in
the cylinders after it had followed the
piston head a few inches in either direc-
tion. It produces the highest fleetness
possible, since the action of the steam
resembles a quick, elastic blow, alter-
nately delivered upon the circular pl&te

which drives the connecting-rod back an&

forth.

In starting a train, the steam follows
the head of the piston-rod the entire
length of the cylinder, but as the inertia
is gradually overcome, this is shortened
in the manner described until the de-
sired speed is secured.

Having no train to draw, Vulcan re-
quired but a few moments to strike a
pace that surpassed that of the night
express when doing its best. It was dan-
gerous, but the stake was heavy, and
Jack did not shrink. Instead of seating
himself on the box, as his father was
accustomed to do, he leaned his right
elbow on the glazed cushion, with his
left band grasping the lever, while he
peered through the glass of the door in
front at the shining rails which swept

~ under the pilot of Vulcan with dizzying
swiftness.

There are some things about a locomo-
‘tive which strike a person as extraordin-
ary when riding on_one of them for the
first time at night. The head-light, with
its parabolic surface visible a long way
through the darkness, gives very little
help to the engineer. Sitting in the cab
of an engine, one is apt to believe the
light is not burning, while the hero at

- the throttle plunges into the gloom, de-
pending on the signals to warn him when
to slacken or stop, and taking the chances

- he must always take of obstructions sud-

denly appearing in front. ,

The Sarocthieat rails that were ever laid
have some slight irregularities. These
are imperceptible in the luxurious passen-
ger cars, but the engine is extremely
sensitive, and bounds and sways until it
seems about to leave the track. But
there is no such danger, and Jack
Waldron calmly held his posture, which
was the personification of vigilance.

He knew the night express had been
“held up” at the lonely Bear Tavern
station a party when Vulcan unex-
pectedly bore down upon them. Before
they comprehended what it meant, the
engineer stepped from his cab and ran
directly into their custody, Hugh pluck-
ily resisted, and managed to shout a few
words to his son, when he was flung to
the ground and rendered helpless. Jack
was distressed through fear that griev-
ous injury had been done his "eae but
the only way to aid him was by reaching
Exmont as soon as possible and taking
-help to that station-in the dismal] pine

woods. ; .
- He knew the fearful risk he ran. True,
instead of being a “wild cat”—that is,
-a locomotive fee ing its way over a road
withont any schedule time of its own—the

express had the right to the track, and

admitted

saved the express.”

 

 

it was to be expected that Vulcan would
assume it with the train behind him;
but there remained the possibility that
his terrific pace would carry him so far
ahead of the express that disastrous re-
sults might be precipitated.

The connecting-rods darted back and
forth with such quickness that the mo-
tion seemed to be a quivering of the
massive bars of iron; the spokes were |
invisible, the spinning peripheries re- |
sembling smooth, misty bands of metal. |
Had one of the connecting-rods swung |
loose, because of its prodigious centri- |
fugal force, it would have hewn off the
side of the cab, as if with a huge »road--|
ax. But Vulcan was doing matchless |
work, and kept the rails despite the furi-
ous swaying and plunging from side to)
side. The puffs from the smoke-stack |
ran together like the lower notes of an
organ, and the speed quickly became |
greater than was ever before attained on
the W. and B. road.

Now and then Jack sprang from the
lever, jerked open the furnace door, |
dashed in a few _ shovelsful of coal, |
kicked the door shut again, and leaped |
back to his place at the throttle. Reach-
ing out his left hand, he tried the sloping |
row of stop-cocks at the end of the
boiler, to make sure the water was right,
and glancing at the steam-gauge, saw
the little index finger hovering about
the figures 120 and 125,

At the instant of his return to the
throttle he observed a mile-post on his
right, which seemed to be shooting
toward him as if fired from a catapult.
Snatching out his watch, he glanced at
the face, and with the time-piece in
hand kept his eye on the track, till
very soon another white post darted
after the one that had just vanished in
the darkness behind him.

“Fifty seconds!” he exclaimed, as he
shot past; “Vulcan never did so well
before; seventy-two miles an hour isn’t
often made on any road—helloa !”

The next mile-post was reached in ex-
actly forty-eight seconcs, which was at
the astounding rate of seventy-five miles
an hour.

“I wonder whether she is gaining,”
he muttered, beginning to fear he was at-
Leptin too much, despite the urgent
call for haste.

But his watch was still in hand, and
the third mile was accomplished in torty-
five seconds, which was at the startling
velocity of eighty milés an hour, an
achievement which might well cause the
most intrepid engineer to hold his breath.

The road-bed was excellent, the track
straight, and only five miles remained
between him and Exmont. If he should
shut off steam now the momentum of
Vulean would drive him most of the dis-
tance, but the hand loosely grasping the
lever remained motionless while the rails
dove beneath the pilot as if the engine
were stationary and the track two nar-
row ribbons of gleaming steel whirling
around the convex world.

The keen gray eyes piercing the gloom
caught a red. point of light far ahead.
Like a flash steam was shut off, the re-
versing lever thrown back, steam again
into the cylinders, and the
sand from the box over the boiler streamed
down on-the rails in front of the drivers,
which spun in the opposite direction
with the same velocity as before, grind-
ing the sand with such fierceness that
great, splinters of fire shot from the rails,

The most rgsistance to the motion of
an engine or train of cars is not when
the wheels revolve backward or stand
still, but when the reverse pressure
causes them to revolve reluctantly for-
ward and they are on the very point of
ceasing to turn. It was thus that Jack
Waldron, with a skill which his father
could not have surpassed, held the driv-
ers of Vulcan, anda slackening of the
speed became quickly perceptible.

But he soon discovered that he could
not fully stop before reaching the dan-
ger signal, which was displayed on the
caboose of a coal train that was creep-
ing upon the siding to get out of the way
of the night express, which was not
expected for a quarter of an hour. Al-
though Vulean was moving moderately,
he struck the caboose with a shock that
passed rapidly from car to car, all the
way to the engine, in a series of bumps,
which speedily pushed the entire train
out of the way. That accomplished, Jack
backed upon the main track, and, with-
out replying to the brakeman,’ who
quickly flung over the switch-ball, he re-
sumed his run, though with less speed
than before.

It was but a few minutes later that
he saw the gleam of the lights of the
station through the night,. As he drew
ts telegraph operator was awaiting

mm. .
“Tt’s all right!” he shouted; “you have

“How was that?” asked the astonished
fireman. + ath

“It was held up at Bear Tavern; one
party captured_the telegraph office, while
the rest attacked the express car, which

 

has some valuable stuff belonging to
Wells & Fargo. Before they could get
anything Vulcan arrived; they tried to
stop you, but you. gave them the slip;
they weakened and left. Jim Haight,
the operator at Bear Tavern, has tele-
graphed me the particulars.”

“Where is the express?”

“Hobbling along as best she can; she’ll
be here in the course of an hour or so,
if she isn’t held up again.”

“Was father or any one else hurt?”

“A good many shots were fired; some
of thepassengers were robbed, and a few
wounds inflicted, but Jim says none is
serious.

“Thank Heaven!” exclaimed Jack. “I

was alarmed about father, for the last:

I saw of him he was tussling with one
of the robbers.”

Nearly an hour later the night express
steamed into Exmont with a report of
the stirring occurrences at Bear Tavern
station. On arriving at that point, it
was found in possession of a party who
captured the train before any one could
comprehend the danger. But for the un-
expected, arrival of Vulcan and his al-

| most instant departure again they would

have succeeded in breaking open the safe, -
| containing a large amount o
| valuables ;

money and
but, as the operator at Bear
Tavern intimated, they feared a speedy
return of Vulcan with help, and the men
made off before they could complete their
crime.

A short distance from that station the
night express, before it was fully under
way, stopped again at sight of the figure

of a man lying between the rails. He |

was too badly hurt to resist or help nim-
self, and was helped intothe baggage car
and carried to Exmont. There he was
carefully looked after, and from him the
officers gained enough knowledge of the
other criminals to capture and bring
them to punishment,

It all resulted from the coolness, pres-
ence of mind, and skill of Jack Waldron,
who, before he had served the usual term
of apprenticeship as fireman, was given
charge of one of the best engines on the
W. & B. Railway, in recognition of his
services on the night of the attempted
train robbery, ,

Ons
AN ELECTRICAL WONDER LAND.

In the electrical department of the
World’s Fair at Chicago will be exposed
to the wondering i of the publie the
mdést complete and extraordinary collec-
tion of the modern wonders of the world
that has ever been thought of.

The utmost care has been lavished on
the construction of the building which is
to be devoted to this purpose. The length
is 690 feet and the breadth 345. It stands
on a good deal over five acres of land and
offers a floor area of nine acres,

Of all the exhibits there can be little
doubt the model dwelling-house will
appeal most forcibly to the hearts of the
sight-seers.

First of all there is no need of a single
match in the place. When the front door

is reached the owner opens a small box,’

presses a button, anc
finds the lamp alight.

For stairs there is no use. Electric ele-
vators are entirely responsible for all the
BnceHc ine and descending that has to be

one,

The existing practice of turning a
handle and swinging the doors open is
greatly improved upon in the Chicago
model. You press a button hidden in the
door-post, and everything opens before
you! When you have’ been allowed
ample time to pass through the door
slow\y and deliberately closes itself once
more, 5 :

If the plan suggested at the World’s
Fair was peng atty adopted there would
be an end once and for all with the trou-
bles and difficulties to be encountered in
lighting a fire and the more formidable
and exasperating task of making it burn,
All that is necessary in the Model House
is to touch a button. The electric fires are
in open grates and not only feel but look
warm and cheerful.

So much for the heating apparatus.
Next in order come the cooling appli-
ances: In each room are fixed up fans
which in answer to the button’s call can
be set to work during the hot weather.

The improved appliances in the kitchen
are enough to set the mouths of all the
cooks in the world a-watering. Every
conceivable assistance apparently is pro-
vided for in the culinary department.

Burglar alarms are not forgotten, and
they are perfect enough to satisfy the
most exacting man or woman. to calm
the fears of the most timid female.

Generally throughout the whole house
very little nick-nack has been perfected.
Everything has been made as nearly auto-
matic as possible without solving the
problem of perpetual motion. From elec-
tric cigar-cutters to sewing-machines, of
which the motive power is electricity,
nothing has been forgotten. _—

when he enters

THE CORPORAL’S ORDERS.

ye :
AAWENTY army wagons and their
» drivers—fifty cavalrymen from
Troop E—a’ pull of ninety miles
across the Indian country. Yes, we
shall be attacked by the hostiles. They
would not let such an opportunity pass.
They can muster four to one, even if we
counted in the teamsters. Colonel Blank,
at the new post to which we were bound,
had written to Colonel White, who was
to command the train; f

ip ‘
“My wife is to come out with you, See tha
my previous instructions are carried out. Sh
knows What they are.”

And we had not marched an hour when ~
Colonel White sent for me, and said:

“Corporal, you will act as a special
guard over the third wagon.”

. Very well, sir.” 4

“The colonel’s wife is in that wagon, —
sorta probably know,” - ;

es, sir.” -

“In case the Indians are too strong for

ae they must not find her alive. That’s

I rode back to the third wagon, an
placed my horse at the nigh fore wheel
and lifted my cap tothe lady, who had
been provided with a comfortable seat by
herself. She was a little bit of a woman,
| not over twenty-five years old, and mar-
| tied to the colonel only two years before
| She looked at me out of her big blue eye
| and smiled, but she could not steady he
| Voice as she leaned forward and inquired?) ©

Corporal, do you think—we shall b
attacked?” 4
“Quite likely, ma’am; but we may
squeeze through.” .

“And if attacked, and you can’t beat §

the Indians off, you——” ~

“I have the colonel’s orders, ma’am.”

“Yes, very well.”

_We both understood. I had_been spe-—

cially detailed to kill her if I saw tha
we were to be wiped out. The though
of it made me dizzy as I rode along.

At two o’clock on the afternoon of th

second day out we saw a dozen mounte
Indians on a ridge to the right, a2
closed up thetrain. To the left were # —
succession of ridges; and if there was any
force of hostiles about they were hididl
among them, The colonel’s wife was OF
of the first to discover the Indians at &
right. She was looking at me as
glanced up.
- «We shall be attacked?” she queried, —
Within ten minutes, ma’am.”
“ ell, you—you——”
a Yes’m, but I hope we shall beat them

 

The redskins on the right now began to |

ride to and fro, and whoop and ye
seek to draw our attention. and force
train to halt. ioe
he horsemen fell into their places~—
twenty on a side, five in front, and five
in rear. Some of the teamsters had cat
bines, while all had revolvers. al
mile beyond where we had seen the fits
Indian the attack was made, and it wa
a oe one. i
Swe came opposite a valley runnile
back ‘into the ridges a hundred or more
mounted Indians came charging dow? °
us. -The valley was just about as wide he
the train was long, and therefore the
twenty of us on that side had a chance
at the redsas they came on in & mi0% —
shooting, shouting, and seemingly detet” “%
mined to ride over us.
“Corporal |”

“It was the yoice of the colonel’s wifé
justvas ‘we were preparing to fire. ‘2
“Yes’m, I remember,” I replied, a5_

lowered my carbine to look up at her. _
We poured the fire of our carbines iD
the charging mass and checked its rus
The Indians then passed to our front #
rear, so as to sanedt us onall sides, The*
were fully three hundred of them, 4?
had the train halted but a minute they {
would have wiped us out. Le
We were gradually getting out of th
trap. Farther on, the ground was OP®!
and to our advantage. The Indian le
does his best fighting at the start. He
and there we had a man wounded,
there was no confusion—no_haltin
Whenever they gathered as if to char
the bey fire on the spot and scatte!
Our fire was rapid and well-sustaine'
and at the end of a quarter of an hour
had them beaten. We were just drawi
clear of the ridge when a bullet stru¢
the third wagon teamster in the sho
der, and he fell forward on his saddle. ?
happened right under the eyes of t
colonel’s wife, and she called to me:
Corporal, obey your orders.” -.
She had her hands over her face, ®
that she might not see me as I raised
carbine, The next few seconds must hi
been terrible. eg
“Beg pardon, ma’am, but the reds
drawing off, and the victory is ours. a
She dropped -her hands and stare
me for a minute as if she could not co
prehend. Then she. fell back in @ f
faint, and it was a long half-hour be!

and |
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oe ee Our Man Bay, Ticklets. Games.

A week later, at the new post, Colonel +
een eas me in and asked : (9 tions on subjects of general interest only are 7, G GC shan Tl
orporal, weren’t you ordered to shoot | geayt with i oN h 7 yO ew wonke HE GAME orf ConcERT—This play is
: ealt with in the “Mail Bag.” Medical or legal BY CHARLES W. FOSTE! ; ;
Mrs. Blank?” questions not answered. GooD News goes to press aie commenced by the company selecting a
ar @Ss Sire” two.wseke Cee BE uence HOR saith there: So cae ee conductor. ‘The players then seat them-
ear nS * : ore answers ca appear wo or three weeks oj eNOS ‘ j bont hale F eae
ly * Sea why didn’t you do it?” he stern- | after we receive them. Communications intended for Amerion Good Enough. aeiY es. in a. semi-circle, and to: each is
a ve emande this column should be addressed Goop News “Mail Father (looking up from his paper)—“In the assigned an lnaginary musical instru-
BG! ee was going to, but——” Bag,” P. O. Box 2734, New York City.] puny schools of Austria they now teach eg eae instructions how to play on
‘But what, sir? It was gross disobedi- ee Sais it. ‘The conductor next orders them to
5 oy—* “ ar «stay . 5 . ae
ence of orders, and you are no longer a} 1. B. (Philadelphia, Pa.)—1. When we send a vay 74 rather stay here and study foot: | tune, and then making believe to wave a
peel. Goan eae oe nena bind one our ot baton, he hums a lively air, in which all
ut that was the old martintt’s way | itSsdone, 2. ‘There are no restrictions regarding : The Wrong End. join, imitating by voice and gesture the
£ promoting me to a sergeantcy. the numberof times. You can send “Exchange Little Dot—"There’s a lady gettin’ up a type- instrument on which they are supposed
a . notices,” “Short 'Lalks,” “Mail Bag” questions, or | Writer class, an’ Susie Simart is goin’ to join/’ to play, such as the violin, the harp, the
' |in fact to any of our departments. Each depart- Little Ethel—“Lhe idea! Why, she can’t even | big ? r 1e 1e ,
Se eee ae i | y> g drum, the trombone, the flute, the
ment is kept separate, aut all Seusxs Ate placed play the piano yet.’’ violoncello, the double-bass, the cymbals
on file as received and answered in turn. 3. The : ASS, Lhe C} 8,
character you write about will be jnuodacea Two Performances. an ae et he waves his phantom
in another’ story in a short time. 4. There is Ns ae 7_6tT)i ; Satta Poogn» | VAatOn, when a sease playing, ¢
no law against sending money through the mail erst Boy . Did sOAL, OVE “Sn Professor alls he 5 i. * P ‘ Hk oe ane he
| Thinkum play chess blindfolded % calls “solos,” All are now attention, and
CANDLE GAS, not ei ahaa The party se doing does so . es Second Boe “No, but I ae Sai slip down a he makes believe to play ies Lp étantae
% own risk. The Government is not responsible for 3G 4 peel 3 y . 4! piay a particular
CAN : a f money lost in aah through the mails, even coal hole with his eyes open.” instrument, imitating its sound and mo-
Po =o Ih A — Mf eps sein. though it be registered, 6 The o-nalied picture Old Stock tion. Hereupon the player who is sup-
=ouch a lighted matcn to 1€ | cards or chromos are usually printed On stone by . * aetna coats
wick, and ox fat or oil in the ne Ae ae aticone eat Be DEAE ae met _ Little Boy—“Susie Stuckup has some new eataitie doi bith tn dive tev slaues
bright Reris re pekis to oe ete require an tm yression tor eiclt color. 6. You pa Westie Girl—‘I don't careif they are new,they | UTES; failing to do so, a forfeit is the
PBDd part of it is barred up and part rung els aud desiguer ete., for. $3, throush any of the | 18t’bfresh killed, ‘causo they emellof camphor.” |Tesult. A forfeit is also incurred when
Over down the candle The ofa hot tr, ty “regs you — soperight beaks, ako, Might Be Worse fie ae ree aoc in at “ny pe
: _ ; : » | yourself for $1, by communicating with the Libra- yi ° me, 16 Object of this game 1s to make
- Melted wax is sucked up the wick into | tian of Congress, Washington, D. C. 7. Pigeons Mother—“You careless boy! Look at your / vans , ésj . ,
the fl 2 4 4 y as much noise as possible.
a ame, and then burns. At the samme | are usually tamed by sewing or cutting the feath- | clothes! Have you been playing foot-ball THe MvusicaL NE1guBpors.—One half
time the heat turns part of the wax into ers of the right wing; by so doing they are obliged | again ?”’ Mere Wee Oe eee a
saan pé to stay near the coop for a few weeks. They are] “Little Son—‘No’ ly fightin’.” the company are blindfolded and seated
>and it I ed d adds to the 3 ; = zittle Son—‘No’m, only fightin’. ; 2 7 ,
rightness t the Teh BIO? wie 0 the eink pretty well tamed and acquainted with their S | with an empty chair at the right hand of
OF the light. OYE DBS Cathey eines A Favorite Breed. . h. The director s himself or
iS out | each, 1e director seats himself or her-
aati » and you will see a pale blue} 4. P. (Evansville, Ind.)—1. The U. 8S. Treasury at ‘iret Boy—“Té thata g his ” + ae ne ae
“Sap of enisies rising from the wick, Neopet ak: is ae te poeey meer ie oe fe Ee hase eee ree wreienl eee at eietes ie cca
Tin i . ‘ J majority of people have any idea of. would be er’ saa a 5 9 PIA SE
— pec aated match into this stream | jy possible for an army to break into the vaults, let aoe bird-dog ?” the company in the middle of the room,
itt Oke, and it will take fire, and a | alone an ordinary burglar. Even the watchmen on NOPE. - ead The leader then directs the unblindfolded
le fame will jump down and set fire | guard could not help themselves to any of Uncle “Good tor rabbits ¢ ; to be seated quietly, and when he gi
*%0 the wick again. To do this experi- | 54™’s goo money, even though they felt so dis. “Nopy.” har ; juletiy, n he gives
‘Ment easily Pp posed. ‘The doors, windows, locks, and everything “Knows some tricks, maybe?’ the word of command, and strikes up
sily, the match must be_ put} connected with the vault is so arranged that the | “Nixie.” some lively tune, they are to sing, and
“What is he good for?’ the blindfolded-are to remain perfectly

ithin about an inch of the top of the | least attempt at tampering would be easily de-
tected. ‘he locks are time locks, which cannot be “Nawthin, only to take prizes at dog shows.” quiet. After singing afew strains, he

» and immediately after the candle
as ears opened. only at certain times in the day, and then 5 w= h
tle <a blown out. ‘This is a queer lit- only in the Wvesenns of two or more people who are A Precious Jewel orders silence, when, those blindfolded
~ €xXperiment, and goes to show that | in possession of certain parts of the key. 2. Alex- . are to guess who their ct sighbor
e@¢ Fake : * . j . ‘ar j i Aunty—‘Has your wainma a good girl now ?” gees oc ett. ORY awe ae
andle is making gas as it burns, | ander the III. is the present Czar of Kussia. His unty—" yo ‘: g000 g ‘+ | are; guessing correctly, they are released
én the candle is bl tit k title isemperor. The torm of government is abso- Little Miss De Flatt—I desso. Mamma won’t »& re ee ’ ased,
Dn maki e 1s blown ou €€PS | intely monarchy, ‘The head of the Russian Empire | let her clean zee front windows, for fear she’l] |@nd those guessing wrongly are blind-
- ¢King gas for a moment or two, and | is the same as in England as regards the succession | fall out,” ; folded again, and the performance re-
ag in a slender stream with the | to the pigs gene pom ati’ of the Raswat eee “ peated : ;
iY ; . ire is 202,683,124. Number square miles, 8,459,- ‘ ASST EH . :
tt will aa if fame is brought near it, bog. sicaties the Til. has Deen emperor or czar ten OF ; ane ent kn are A GUEssING GAME,—One.player leaves
ake fire and ruu down and re- | since 1889. He is 46 years old. 3. Isinglass or fish ; Little Sister (who opened the door)—“Sister | the room, and during his absence the rest
Sht th * i ‘ , ; told He 34 he wé ‘ery ‘ry, b h &
lg e wick. In about two minutes | gine in its raw state is the “sound” or swimming | PO Saat a See SO Se ere nee ut she | choose some well-known character, dead
~~ Candle will t cold, and will st bladder of various kinds of fish. Russian isinglass | couldn’t see you to-night. ar 4 Fae oe
aking ga Bel Cold, and will Stop | i. ovytained from several. species of sturgeon found | Gentleman (alarmed)—‘Is she sick ?” or living. Then the guesser being called
tt gas, and it will be impossible to | jn the Caspian Sea, Black Sea and in the Arctic Little Sister—“I fink she feels weak. W’en 1| back, each of the other players hints at
e wick unless we actually touch | Ocean. American isinglass is obtained from the | passed the parlor Mr. Getthere was helpin’ her| some fact in the history of the person
hake fish found in the waters of Maine, New ” : i » ; eee is
I to stand up. fixed upon, and the one at whose remarks
he guesses aright takes his place as
g &

With the li
T is gas eperted: tagbehs a candle wick Brunswick, Nova Seotia and Prince Edward's
Island. Why He Left. . 7
guesser. The fun of the game depends on

_ ©xceeding] i d t be
Never Bit -POnOn Gs, One) Hits x L. W.(Dyersburg, Tenn.)—1. No premium on half Rime i atari ; ; ‘ :
Say 5 eed to come near the face. A | dofiar dated 1853, and 1 cent dated 1845. 2. The man- eee jatt ot Pie ceaninn Nicefello! the remarks being not too plain, but only
ee of drunken creatures once teased | ufacturers of the Remington Typewriter paid_to Little B “oth ae “r ay ‘mst : g- F suggestive.
: O ing ze ¢ ie Governmen F ast week for the first 50c 0 f
oe : y by letting the smoke and gas Columbian oe Oa There will 1 a SaBLPTie count his money.” 2“ ie as eect e

- : : , soled. 3 é af - A —_——_---_ ~~ 0 -& .. -—---—
Nose or blown-out candle flow into his great run on these new 50¢ Columbian pieces, but “Count his money ?”

(Io igrad ; Tred aS. Tain Sere) ‘ PA 2 j ; r, ca 'UTIVE ANSION
ver he boy was immediately taken | by the time the World’s Fair opens they will be ‘Of course. I told him you was wondering THE EXECUTIVE MANSI ¥
ey Sick, and soon died. So, at night, | widely cirenlated. There were about $100,000 worth | how much he had.” —_——.

; JOU use candles, it is be ¢ to snuff of these 50¢ pieces coined at the Philadelphia Mint. 2 ; ae

tre out toatand of blowing them ot tk With the exception of $10.00 worth mecntod by an An Observing Boy. The ee stone of the W —_ paren
Pe escapj ; Ere gee ee cet e tee ee Mother (severely)—“Why did you grab your | WS laid on October 13, 1792, a little less
| &e Bae roo, Peal aca one aa eae at was ane Mont.) Tl : mane it hat before the minister wala half Pisouadl the than 300 years after the. discovery of

desi es m iki toa ke Aloagi sable untruniopstier ncousralates. flies: clpoetiaiiae. ae pene crany. __| America by Columbus, No memorial of

ae BRIO 6 most .Aieagrerable electrical battery is a number of coated jars con. | ,,vittle Dick—“T thort Ud start early, to avoid | the ceremonial of laying the corner-stone
a taining the exciting fiuid, placed in such’ manner | th’ rush, 3 has been discovered. In eight years the
‘¢ ae GAS FROM WOOD. os be charged ete pe oe anid Cees Pretty Big building was ready for occupancy. The

May be wortl j nthe same way. A galvanic battery is a pile o : 3 : donations of Maryland, $72,000, and of

: n your while to try | plates of copper, zinc, or any substance susceptibl ‘ookly —“An lda’s F; - eo a Rabese cp hes heh ae bd :
ce by experiment” in reich gas sof galvanic action, ‘A'voltaio battery's Au arrange. ‘eee hie rd eit gia ene Virginia, $120,000, assisted to pay for it,
22. Wood. Get a. conimon cla ipe | Ment of different substances which are capable of Chicagg Boy—“Big? They're so big you have| and in April, 1800, four months after
a ® large bowl, and a bit aay ae génerating electric Snr S ye to look through the wrong end of a opera-glass |} Washington’s death, Congress appropria-
++ Then fill the bow] of the pi AGH 1 oe ee et, ea A SIRES. Yaasaxe | 0808. 0m): ted $15,000 to pay for its furniture,

i { Wi-O e pipe with | from New York to Liverpool would be about $20, Thenceforward iit became the .chief man-
wdust « ry wood or scraps of cork, dry | We arenot ina oe, to give you the exact Easily Started. (een tg tenis ca. ; h
or pieces of bark. Then plaster | 1t@ of Stoorage from England to Cape Ovlony. | Aunty—“I hear there was a terrible pani¢ Sea Pe
if. cc y 8 aud stampede at your school to-day. What was wn oe

 

5 8Y- over tl
of 1e top so as to close the | son of the year. Any European steamship com- i —_—_— —
efi; ; the bowl, Now set the bowl in] pany will give you a iivorntagion, “Boarding” the cause? Did some one ery fire ?” - -
Te, with the stem standing out level. | 1s always included on steamships; in some cases, Little Boy—“I didn’t hear just what it was, :
“moment or two lend thread f however, Steerage passengers are obliged tu fur- | butit doesn’t take much to start a panic w’en 5
noke will die oe fae Gave. tH the nish their own bedding and eating utensils. the weather is pleasant an’ th’ lessons is hard,” 5 8
P ; , K. J. D. (Eyansville, Ind.)--The offer to give
it ouch a lighted match _ to this, | goop NEWS Binder with eoe yearly. savectip: ; _ Very Thorough. [
e one take fire, This tiny blue Mou Was-oniysfor the rpowtit of Deeamber 1802, AS We Mother—‘‘Ts your Uncle John’s wife a thor-
: 1e end of the pipe-stem is the so stated in the advertisement. e could not pos- | ough jousekeeper ?” $ , ° .
rn . pipe-sten ) , ‘er ot : : a : :
bee driven out of the wood fn | oy een e a der oon ater iy ost ae Atty ee back from ewvisit) +E gliéae of cod-liver oil presents a
Oo i ¢ a1) a a 2 Paring at. . b as § : ‘
the pipe. Wood, coal, and | cents each and the only object in offering them at | iy with you.” OS perfect food palatable,

any oth :
4 er thin tai db this low figure is one of the means we have to aid-
; atin th 8S contain gas, an J | vertise our paper. rnd 4
eas Neier the gas can be driven out, PD, EB. @s (Pottsville, Pa.)—Rupert’s drops are Scientific Note. . easy of assimilation, and
Called a sas machine made of a pipe | made by letting drops of melted glass fall into cold Great Scientist (reflectively)—“I wonder why *. ; h
nay Street 2m eee and in the same way | water. Br this means they assrime an ove form, ite Bones dee ra i Spacek nl an appetizer ; these are
Bade 81s m , 8 in | witha tail or neck resembling a retort. ey pos- re é 3. - &

.y or iron Sage eee eke sess this singular property, that if a small portion aiid tos everything to those who
~NEe as is driven. 1 > | of the tail is broken off, the whole bursts into pow- ; nxious ell. ; $ da
of the riven out, the coal comes | ger with an explosion, and a considerable shock is| Miss De Classic—“I should like to look at are losing flesh an

eN the pj retort in the shape of coke. | comniunicated to the hand, some music; not new music, like this on the * bi
ipe when the gas stops burn- | #. S. K. (Minneapolis, Minn,)—4 feet 10 inches, | counter, but old music, real old.” strength. The combina-

the i rej 2 1 s above the aver for a , , “ , . .
e- s of | and weight 82 pounds, is ab average Store Boy (anxious to assist)—‘Yes’m. -
Pipe-stem, and the bit boy 13 years nit: The average is 4 feet 8 inches and | op th’ top shelf is jus’ black with dvaitoiinant tion of pure cod-liver oil,

be found turned into black e
weight 70 pounds. No premiums on dimes dated I guess they'll sell it cheap.”
| the greatest of all fat pro-

‘This is the coke made from the | 1951 and 1852. Sample copies have been sent to the
‘ names you furnished, for which please accept our A Good Understanding.

Sin te ee eg thanks. : eee ie ; 1 -
Y CAN WE __ | @, W. Cattle Creek, Mich.—The “Hardness” of | ,,ittle Girl “"t Neat Nellie Newcome standin’ ducing foods, with Eypo
OW on eH, SEE OUT OF THE WIN- | spring and weil water is caused by the presence ot lainey tied iin Re h hites ovides a re-
OF A DARK ROOM, AND NOT sulphate of lime orof lime and magnesia carbonates. | Ute longer than she did. : phosp » pr
TOF THAT OF A LIGHT ONE? SE eee ee ee eerie cant (wil: ancl: us -noeolipilehioent: bo ware Seok Lamarkabpie agent for Quick
: 5 . le process, In the latter case, putting woor c acco shinen e \
¢ 2 sahde i the water, or voiling it for some time, will | grow up?" 2, poe ee “7 7° ° ll il
Sone Mieeitet oat a. Foie aan te make tlie water soft. a oe Re Little Girl Well T—I guess Tl be pretty | Flesh Building in all ail-
s10ns $ aCe, : SO ER ham, N. 8.)—1. We will probably not | good at waitin’ for change.” ‘
ig », There Is always a certain amount gadatcae rare ‘contests similar to What you refer : ments that are associated
kest, putside the room, even on the} to. 2. The rough drawing you sent nesters clognls _. Not His Fault. . h l f fl h
ust Digbts, and to this’ the eyes of a ihat younal hare iaient.and vould recommen] |“ toncher-—“What wade you late at school this| | With loss of flesh.
ned = Unlighted room become ac- | we intend to have a story very soon of the nature’) Maroy Gat new girl.”
’ ust as acat’s eyes do in the | you write about. Teacher—“Did cies itave Ureak? ti i Prepared by Scott & Bowne. Chemists
ilation of the iris, or curtain|’ p, B. (Terre Haute, Ind.)\—We are glad toknow] Boy.“No'm, but she shut Blt Sateotinn OW SOR, BLY SU CEU BEI

ye, an . ti [ ot exist without Goop NEws We
; and therefore it is possible to ae meri ‘on the banjo, and therefore cannot door, an’ I couldn’t smell the buckwheat cakes.”

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Puzzle Corner.

 

{Original “contributions solicited. Please do not
send Souzzles containing obsolete words. Address
“Puzzle Editor’? Goop News, P.O. Box 2734, New
York City.

No. 1—DIAMOND.
1. A letter.
2. An egg. : ;
3. Periodically rising and falling.
4. reps knock.
. A letter.
, PHIL O, SOPHER,

No. 2—CONUNDRUM.

I am the center of gravity; hold a capital
situation in Vienna, and as I am foremost in
every victory, ain allowed by all to be invalu-
able. Always out of tune, yet ever in voice;
invisible, though clearly seen in the midst of a
river. I have three associates in vice, and
could name three who are in love with me.
Still itis in vain you seek me, for I have long
been in heaven, and even now lie embalined in
he grave.
ee A. J. M.

No. 8—WoORD SQUARE.
First, a stroke or knock.
Second, is to be disabled.
Third, a sign of some future event.
Fourth means to go.
Cc. J. BARR.

No. 4—Cross-Worp ENIGMA.
In starch, but notin blue;
In ash, but not in yew;
In Peter, but not in Paul;
In kite, but notin ball;
Tn shoe, but not in boot;
In chimney, but not in soot.
If you these letters rightly place,
An article of food you'll quickly trace.
Tor,
No. 5—METAGRAM.
A word ineaning beginning first Will be;
Change head, an animal you will see.
J. H. PURCELL.

No. 6—LOGOGRIPH.

My first from water is obtained
When tire is applied ;

Behead me, and I walk the street,
Always side.Dy side;

Reverse ne, in the shops I hang
For customers to view;

Behead, and then transpose me,
I’m often drunk by you;

Transpose me once again, and then
Without me you would die.

To find this puzzle out, you must,
For once determined, try.

F, FELLOWS.

No. 7.—DECAPITATION.
Whole, [I am what every mechanic likes to
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