Beadle's Half Dime Library (no. 608) (1889 03 19)
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= - - es : an a s as eno — ez ret sh AY Sr Ee & $5 - ‘ ‘ ee: q A . \\ \\ a A at 5a eel nD lt at at a Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., at Second Class Mail Rates. Copyright 1889, by BEADLE AND ADAMB, $2.50 PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS, Price, r N O. 608. a Year, No. 98 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK. 5 Cents. \ ol, XXIV, Double-Curve Dar § Double Play. BY GEO. C. JENKS, AUTHOR OF ‘‘ DOUBLE-CURVE DAN, THE PITCHER DETECTIVE,” ‘‘ FLUTE, THE SINGER DE- TECTIVE,” “ GIT THAR OWNEY,” ETC., ETC., ETC, CHAPTER I, ONE STRIKE, A HOT evening in July. The sun had been baking the roofs and pave- ments of Albany all day, and even now, with the dark, diamond-studded vault of heaven over- head, and deep shadow every where except where the gas and electric lights relieved the gloom, it “OI KNOW THAT MISTHER DAN HAS BEEN POISONED, SO HE HAS, AND THAT YOU seemed almost as if water would sizzle if thrown PUT THE STOOF IN THE WATHRR!” on the flagstones,
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- < ” = ' look into the other’s face. “heh. Ch tbe PAVE Se, x te teks Gy ee « v - The tall walls of the Capitol at the head of State street, faintly discernible in the starlight, might have been at a white heat, as it seemed to the sweltering people, who, sitting on doorsteps and sidewalk, were gasping for breath, Hardly an intimation of a breeze was stirring, and the waters of the Hudson River, of which a emo could be obtained now and then in the amplight between the houses were almost as smooth as glass, On the sidewalk in front of the American Hotse on State street, sat two men. An electric light high upon a pole before the hotel illumi- nated the house, and would have brought the two men into strong relief, but for the poplars that intercepted the rays and lent a convenient shadow. We say convenient, for it was evident that the men did not desire to be noticed, and that their conversation was of a strictly private nature. Each was sitting in a rush-bottomed hotel chair, tilted back against the trunk of a tree, and their heads were as close together as it was possible to get them, ‘“*Are you sure that he will stay all night?” asked one, a slim, dark young man, negligently attired in a gayly-striped fancy flatmet shirt, a broad Panama hat, and a thin calico coat. He was evidently determined to be as cool as possi- ble, regardless of appearances, though his every word and movement bespoke one accustomed to good society. ‘“‘Am [ sure? Wal, now, you kin bet .yer boots thet when Sam’ Walker sez a thing, it goes! I didn’t git my name o’ Slicker fer nothin’!” “Very elegant,” responded the other, care- lessly, as he knocked the ashes from his cigar, “* But what about the boy?) Where abouts is his room?” ‘* See thet winder at ther corner of ther house, up in the third story?” S ‘* Thet’s whar he is. He hez ther black sachel, with ther diamonds up thar with him, an’ he never lets it out of his sight, When he goes to E he puts it under his vest an’ makes a pillow of it. ** You are a smart rascal, Mr.—Mr.—Slicker,” remarked his companion, turning his head to ** ‘You know all about the young man’s habits, it seems,” ‘“Tt wuz my business ter find out,” replied Slicker, shortly. ‘‘Now, I'll drop inter ther room some time afore mornin’, an’ git ther shiners, I'll turn’em over ter you out of ther window of my room, right next to his’n, an’ you git them ter your house ez quick an’ ez slick ez yer kin. See? No one will suspect you, an’ when ther trouble hez sort 0’ blown over, why, we kin divide ther swag. Thar ain’t much risk *bout unset stones anyhow.” The young man’s face flushed as he listened to the plan of his companion. He evidently did not like the alliance, and it was hard to under- stand how he had come to be a partner in crime with the individual by his side. Sam Walker, or “Slicker,” was a short, stout, bullet-headed fellow of perhaps thirty ears of age, Dressed in a rather flasuy suit, of owery cut, his short sack coat and vest were both unbuttoned, revealing a shirt of black and white cross-bar pattern, unconcealed by any- thing in the way of necktie or collar, his head be wore a large, broad-brimmed white felt hat, such as is seldom seen east of Kansas City, and looked at from the shoulders up, Slicker might have been taken for a genuine cowboy, especially as he allowed his hair to grow as long as it would, and kept it brushed behind his ears, The fact was that Slicker had spent a year or two of his life on the plains, and in dress and speech there were yet to be discerned traces of his experience in the West. As to the character of Slicker, that will be developed as this narrative progresses. ‘*- Yes, yes; [ must have money,” muttered the young man, while Slicker lighted a fresh cigar from the ashes of his old one, and com- himself in his chair with the air of a man on good terms with himself and the world at large. Wal, guv’nor, thet’s about all ez we hev ter talk ’bout, I. suppose,” remarked Slicker, after five minutes’ quiet smoking. ‘‘ Thet is, ez fur ez this job is consarned. You be ’round hyar at three o’clock, or a little afore. Stand under thet maple tree ’cross ther street, an’watch. Ef er don’t see nothin’ by half-past, you kin go ome, ’cause it must be done by thet time, or = at all. It will be gittin’ daylight ‘bout then. , ‘Very well.” * Now, ’bout this hyar ball game ter-morrer, thee Tae Fee ae ee, “3 Pte oS! A oe oy Soe ~ (a | Myer ‘ The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. Are yer goin’ to fix it fer me? It'll be er big thing fer you, Mister Scott, ez well ez fer me. Let the Diamond Stars of New York beat ther Albanys, an’ there'll be er pot o’ money to divide. Thar’s close on ter $5,000 on ther Stars in the Fourth Ward. Yer know ther ward is jist full o’ base-ball admirers, and they’ve put up ther money. Then ther fellers in Alban ain’t slow, and they’re jist as sure uy their cane as the New Yorkers,” ‘* Yes, I suppose so.” **A good deal of ther money is put up on both sides in New York, you understand.” ** Well?” e Let ther Stars ‘win an’ thar is $500 for ou— ‘*And how much for yourself?” asked Scott, quickly, “A thousand! Oh, don’t yer fool yerself, I'm looking out fer Slicker,” answered that con- federate, with a grin. ‘*T don’t like to be mixed up in sucha dis- graceful affair, and yet—$500 just now is worth more than $50,000 will be in another year,” muttered young Scott. Then, aloud: ‘ Ver well, Slicker. “Ill do it. Il pitch so that if the Stars are any good at all, they will have no trouble, With you as umpire, and I as pitcher for the Albanys, our scheme can hardly fail,” ‘Tn course it can’t, guv’nor! Glad you hev so much sense, Richard,” ““Good-night,” said Scott, shortly, as he arose from his chair and walked to a mansion in the vicinity of the Capitol. ** Wal, good-night, ef ye’r’ goin’. Though I think yer might hev offered me another o’ them cigars afore you went, jist ther same,” Richard Scott took no notice of this sugges- tion, but continued his walk, in deep medita- tion. ‘“* Wal, go on, Mr. Scott. I know all ’bout you. Do yer think you’re too _ ter be my pardner, eh? Why, you low-down forger, could hev yer sent ter Sing Sing in er week ef I wanted ter. Think I don’t know all ’bout it, eh? ButIdo! Slicker Walker makes it his bizness to know everything that may bring him the ducats,” As Sam Walker uttered these words, he arose from his chair and shook bis fist after Scott, while a look of malevolent hate took away what little pretensions to good looks his features might wear at ordinary times. ‘*Halloa! Who are you?” The exclamation came from him with a start- led emphasis, as he saw that he was not alone. ‘No one in particular,” answered a wheezy voice, as a man in the last stage of dilapidation as to his clothing, and wearing acne red whiskers that concealed nearly the whole of his face, except a red nose, stepped from bebind the treeand shivered, notwithstanding theoppressive heat of the night. ‘* Tell me who yer are, or I'll choke yer ter death!” bissed Slicker sooty as he seized the ragged sojourner by the shoulder, 2 e stranger shook him off, and drawing him- self up with offended Pee: Sonne: ‘“‘Tam a gentleman, sir, traveling for pleas- ure, Ihave stopped over in Albany to witness the ball game to-morrow, and I am desirous of borrowing the minute sum of ten cents,” “Per whisky, eh?” “No, sir; not for whisky. You insult me, sir. I do not drink whisky.” “*T begs yer on. I thought ez that nose said whisky ez plainly as anything I ever see.” The ed man was more dignified now than ever, as he simpered: ‘ Tt does not say whisky ; but if you bad guess- ed ‘Rum,’ you would have hit it exactly. When I ask you to lend me ten cents, I do so on saccount of this.” There was a rapid movement of the fingers of the dirty hand that he thrust into the face of Slicker, which produced an immediate response. sae didn’t yer make ther sign afore?” he as . ‘*T never use it unlessI am obliged. I am pene to help you with a job that you have on n The ed man had dro his shabby-gen- teel wiinltg manner, prs spoke earnestly and rapidly. ‘“* Who sent you?” Py “The captain.” “* Wal?” ‘Well, what is it we have todo? I did not et any instructions, except to find you at the’) that he would not A f 4 4 the | from any other quarter before daylight. In the dining-room, which could “be seen American House, and then let you ene job with my help, I had a good description of you, and you see I found you at once.” ‘Allright. What's yer name?” ; ** Barker.” ‘* What, Barker ez did ther bank job in—” ‘Hush! Thatis all right. A man can have too much fame, you know,” suggested the rag- ged man, ‘I have been laying low for a year, since I did that little trick, but the cops are still watching for me. This is the first thing I have been into since.” **-You can’t do nothin’ in them clothes.” ‘ * I know it. But they are not as bad as they ook, He threw off the tightly buttoned ragged coat he had been wearing, and showed that he wore avery good one underneath. Then he pulled his necktie and collar straight, pushed out two or three dents in his derby hat, brushed seme dust from his trowsers with his hands, an 2- moving his whiskers and wiping the end of ais nose with his handkerchief, thus taking off the red paint, showed himself as a neatly-attired, clean-shaven fellow of about the same age as Slicker. ; ‘“*T guess I'll stay at this hotel, Slicker. Let us go to your room and then you can tell me what I have todo, Well, and how do you do?” The last sentence was addressed to a bright- looking girl who was walking hastily up the hill and was about to enter the hotel. She took no notice of Barker’s remark, but he was not to be put off thus. He prided himself on bis allantry and always said that he was a regular lady’s man, He seized the girl’s wrist, exclaim- ing: ** Just one kiss before we part.” “You paltry omadhaun! Faix! I'd wipe oop the goother wid yer, av ye wuz worruth it, Git out of me soight!” The girl wrenched her wrist away, and, at the same time, struck Baker a violent blow in the eye with her left fist, ‘*Take that, ye tief of the worruld! Saints above, I’d have ye to know that Norah O’Connor bees a dacent girrul, Kiss me, indade, ye thafe!” Barker had been stretched on his back by the blow delivered with the healthiest good will by the buxom maiden who stood over him, her gray eyes a in the electric light, and her F sks! yb curls falling in disorder over her flushed ‘ace. A look of deadly evil was in Barker’s face as he sprung to his feet, and drawing a knife from bis sleeve, ran toward the girl, ‘*Ow! Theblagguard has a knife, so he has!” shrieked Norah, too terrified to move, ‘* Quit that, Barker!” yelled Slicker, who saw the movement, and remembering the desperate cbaracter of his companion,had no wish to figure as an accessory to a murder before and after the fact. The maddened Barker heard nothing, saw nothing, save this country girl who had burt his dignity as well as knocked him down, and was murder in the arm tbat raised the nife, In anotber second it would have reached the girl, when, like a thunderbolt, something whizzed past Norah from above, and striking Barker in the shoulder, knocked him backward as the knife flew from his hand into the street. Before he could recover himself, Norah had run into the hotel, and, too upset to say any- thing about the encounter, to the gs cler ; went through the hall to ber room in the rear 0 the house and cried herself to sleep from sheer excitement. As she disappeared a young man who had been watching the controversy on the side- walk from the end window in the third ery went inside, saying to himself, as a smile play around his mouth: 4 ‘*T guess that hot ball saved that girl’s life. The young man was a handsome fellow with blonde curls and steel-blue eyes, and some of our readers already know him by: his sobriquet of Double-Curve Dan, the Pitcher Detective. CHAPTER II. TWO STRIKES. Ir was between two and three o’clock in the morning, and everything about the American Hotel was still and peaceful. The occupants of the many rooms in_ the at, ron ling cag ig nearly all ven the ni clerk, in behind the counter had dropped into a deep slumber, There were no trains to come in for an hour or two, and he was safe in assumin, through a window from the office, the white DP. his comfortable chair — be troubled with new guests wr a= AM OO. Oo tablecloths were already spread ready for break- fast, and the napkins, twisted into_cones by the
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The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. aaa VS?°.2=20?>? ee deft fingers of Norah O’Connor and the other dining-room girls, looked like little ghosts in the fitful shadows, and gave the place an uncanny air in accordance with the mysterious hour. Strange cracks, thumps and whispers resounded through the corridors, and it required but a lit- tle stretch of the imagination to people all the echoing spaces with the wraiths of departed uests whose actual bodies were wrapped in sleep hundreds of miles away. Some such idea may have disturbed the slumber of the night clerk, for he shook himself up in his chair and looked fearfully around him ere he again fell into a doze. In a distant bedroom two men turned up the gas just high enough to enable them to see each other’s faces. Slicker and Barker, both fully dressed, were listening intently at a door that separated their room from that adjoining. Barker’s left eye was in deep mourning, prov- ing that Norah O’Connor’s fist was not to be despised, if she was only a girl. The decoration did not detract from his a ways rather forbid- ding appearance, and he looked anything but a desirable person to meet prowling about a hotel in the dark. Slicker’s countenance wore a self-satisfied ex- pression, but his movements were full of de- cision, and showed that he was the directin — i the business he and his companion at nd. Stepping lightly to the window, which was wide open, to let in what air might be stir- ring, he looked out, and then, nodding his satisfaction, came away and whispered: * Allright, Bark. He’s thar!” ““T don’t care a durn,” was Barker’s a cious response, ‘‘ Let’s get this job over. Itis too picayune for me, altogether.’ es, Is’pose so, but yer can’t expect allers to be on er bank lay, yer know.” ** Hurry up!” growled Barker. ** He ain’t got no light in his room.” ‘* Well, you have one, I suppose?” ** Yes, hyar it is.” Slicker took a small folding bull’s-eye lantern from a capacious pocket in the inside of his coat, and lighted it at the gas, Then he turn- ed out the latter, and flashed the bull’s-eye upon the keyhole of the door. ** You'll send a stream of light into the room that way,” whispered Barker with a scowl. He had been in an ugly temper ever since Norah O’Connor blacked his eye. Henever forgave an injury, from either a man or woman. ** Don’t yer fool yerself, Bark. Thet’s er dead- latch. Ther keyhole don’t go right through. I know my biz,” **' Well, hurry up!” A bolt was pushed back, and then, Slicker, with a piece of bent wire thrust through the key- hole, turned the latch and pushed the door open a few inches, He and Barker, each with a handy billy firmly clutched, listened breathlessly for an in- t All was silent, except the measured breathing of the occupant of the bed, which was behind the door, and thus out of the sight of the intruders, “Let her go, eh, Bark?” “ Yes.” “ Allright. Hyar she goes!” With the greatest caution, Slicker opened the door wider, wider, until there was room for him to slip through the space, closely followed by his companion. Their footfalls made not the least sound on the carpet as they stole to the side of the bed and looked at the sleeper. Their excessive pains not to disturb seemed to be la Wy superfluous. Double-Curve Dan—or Dan Manly, to use bis proper name—was lying on his back, with one arm carelessly thrown over his head, and the other stretched out under the thin bed-quilt, as if he had been very tired when he lay down, and taken an easy position and kept it all night. His slow, meas- ured breathing told of deep, dreamless sleep, and it needed no second glance to assure Slicker that he need not dread interruption if he pro- ceeded with only ordinary care, “Thar they are, How car’less ter leave em thet way,” whispered Slicker with a grin, “Hurry up!’ was Barker’s impatient re- mse, : Under the pillow of the sleeper, but only part- ly under his head, was a small black sachel, ed with a brass padlock. ** Do you know that thar’s ten thousand dol- lars’ worth of unset diamonds in thar?” ‘“*I don’t care if there is ten millions. What do ty want me to do?’ whispered Barker im- patiently, a “‘Hold up ther piller so ez I kin take ’em out, an’ give him er crack with that thar weepon uv yours ef he wakes up.” “*T will!” fiercely, There was no occasion for violence, however. The black sachel was taken away, and Double- Curve Dan slept on peacefully, without a sign that he felt the hands stealing under his pillow to secure a fortune. ‘“*Good!” whispered Slicker exultingly, as he and Barker slipped through the doorway and noiselessly secured the bolt on the other side. No sooner had they done so, than Dan Manly threw off the quilt, and leaped lightly from the bed, while an amused smile lighted up his frank countenance, “This is funny!” he chuckled. ‘ But, by gracious, Barker, you came very near endin your career to-night. If I had done what could bardly prevent—burst out laughing, I am afraid I should have had to pull a trigger on you to stop your knocking my brains out with your billy.” He held up a six-shooter as he spoke. He had had it firmly clutched in his hand that lay by bis side under the quilt, and the indications now were that he was not so sound asleep, after all. He listened at the door but not a sound could be distinguished in the next room. “They must have gone out; but, never mind, I shall see them down-stairs in the course of the day, about the time that they discover they have been fooled in that sachel. It wasn’t very professional in me to let them take it; but I could not help it. It was the best joke that I have seen for some time, As if I, a member of the New -York Secret Service, would leave ten thousand dollars’ worth of diamonds lying about loose in a black sachel! I don’t know much about Slicker, but Iam surprised at Barker be- a tg oe: in by it, Iam indeed.” s he thus mused Dan lighted the gas, but turned it down very low. By the feoble glim- mer, he opened the front of his shirt bosom and exumined a flat flannel bag, that lay against his chest, and into which were sewn the gems that the two burglars believed they now had in their own ssion. ‘* All safe,” he muttered, as be fastened up his shirt again, and put on his coat and vest which lay on a chair near the head of the bed. ‘He walked to the window and thrust out his head. Then be hastily drew it back, “So; I see the dodge now! They are in that empty room at the other end of the corridor. There is Richard Scott, too, Ab, Dick! Dick! I shall have hard work to save you. Pity— ity ! The detective shook his head sadly, as he watched the hep of the two thieves, They had fastened the biack sachel to a long piece of string, and were lowering it to somebody on the sidewalk. The sachel swayed to and fro and bobbed against a window on the second story. “ If they wake up anybody it will, be all up be Richard Scott, 1 am afraid,” commented an. The situation was a peculiar one. Here was the owner of the sachel, at the window, watch- ing two thieves turning over his property to a third, and, not only making no effort to recover it, but actually in an agony of fear that the re- ceiver of the stolen goods might be caught. But that we know Double-Curve Dan to be an astute detective, and as honest as he is keen, we might think that he was either crazy, or was in the plot to steal the valuable property which he bad been intrusted to deliver in yracuse the next evening. As it is, we are content to know that he had a Food reason for his actions, and that reason will be made plain further along. The sachel got safely to the sidewalk, and the individual on the sidewalk was in the act of un- x the string when there was a loud female shriek and Norah O'Connor rushed out of the i, mg bon are the Bee ‘* Och! es n e’s thryin’ to joom his boord, so he is, If I hadn't Dealt ithe’ rd airly to shtart the kitchen foire, back and forth he’d ha’ done it, too. Give me the valise, wul yer? Yezcan’t git it away whoile Oi’m here, now, d’ye moind!” The girl, who was in a tremendous state of ex- Peary was holding the black sachel in a grip of iron. * “* Plug her with brick!” howled Slicker from the window above, disappearing as seon as he had given this valuable piece of advice, ““Halloa! What’s all this?” demanded the clerk in tones of authority, as the idea that there was some sort of disturbance penetrated his sleepy brain, and caused him to come outside, At this moment Dick Scott, for it was indeed he, whispered something in the ear of Norah O’Connor. ** Phwat?” She bent eagerly forward and looked into his ace. ‘* Howly Saints preserve us, so it is/” She released the black sachel, and Scott, without a word, turned and ran up the street at the top of his speed. **Who? What? Which?” asked the clerk be- wildered, His head was none the clearest under the most fayorable circumstances, but at half- past three in the morning he was generally in a mental condition but one degree removed from imbecility. *“Och! Nothin’! Sure, Oi wuz dhramin’, Oi have to git up so airly in the soomer that I dun- no phwat Oi am doin’ half me toime,” answered Norah, innocently, as she made her way to the kitchen and got the coal oil ready to start the e. ‘** What fools girls are!” commented the clerk, in a superior way, as he went back to bis chair. ‘* Now, she’s woke me right up, and I suppose it is no use trying to snooze any more. That four- o’clock train will be in soon, No rest night or day, for a hotel clerk, it seems to me.” yhile the clerk was yawning and mbling in his chair in the office, Barker and Slicker were standing face to face in their room, listening. “‘Wal, Bark, I guess ther .job hez gone through all right so far, eh? Seemed ezif Dick hed some sort uv hold over thet girl, didn’t it?” ‘* Curse her!” ‘“Why? Oh, yes, because she gave you that inted eye. Wal, you mustn’t mind thet, ark, That’s only a love tap. Ha, ha)” “Do you think it is wise to be chattering and laughing in bere with that feller in the next room?” asked Barker, in a stern whisper. ‘* Oh, I didn’t make no noise! You bet I know my biz.” ‘* Well, I don’t know whether you do or not. I think we had better lie down and be quiet till the morning. We are ar as likely to be sus- pected as any one, and I am going to get away from here as soon as I can, yeu See As for you, I sup- o 1 uff it out, Yes, that’s "zackly what I mean ter do, Running away only brings sus- picion upon yer. I should think you knowed thet, Bark.” ‘Nobody has seen me in the town or in the hotel—except that girl, and she doesn’t know me, She couldn’t tell what the man was like that she gave the—the—black eye, to. No, my safest move is to get back to New York as soon as possible. I’ve done what the captain or- dered—helped you with the job, and now—” “Say, Bark, did you suppose ez ther cap’n ’u’d send you all ther way ter Albany ter help me hook er sachel?- Why, I’m s’prised at yer,” ‘What do you mean?” **T mean that ther oi Ihavein Albany is one commenced with this hyar sachel bizness, and—” Slicker stopped suddenly, and he and Barker both swung around toward the door that led to the next room, Then their hands went up over their heads mechanically, as a hunted expression came into the eyes of both, The gas bad been turned up to its full hight, while, standing carelessly in the open doorway, a pistol in each hand, was Double-Curve Dan! **What does this hyar mean, sir?’ blurted Slicker, at last, “Gentlemen, I am looking for a small black sachel,” returned the young detective, in dulcet tones that made the irascible Barker long to clutch him by the throat. CHAPTER III. FOUL BALL, THERE was a tremendous assemblage on the Albany ball-ground when the two nines that were to play one of the most aes aoe of the season made their appearance in full uni- form. The Albany Club, in its white flannel shirts, breeches and caps, and blue stockings, and the Diamond Stars of New York in blue, with red diamonds, or stars, sewn in at intervals all over their uniforms, were mingled in an apparently amicable group. The bitterest riv » how- ever, existed between the two organizatio: and the forthcoming match was the outcome o communications and taunts that had been ex- changed unceasingly for the last six months, As many of the spectators in the twenty-five- cent seats told each other during the pre tions for the game, it would be “for blood, att don’t you forget it.” And now the people with whom we have al-
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ready made acquaintan te in the two preceding chapters appeared under different and perhaps more favorable circumstances than hitherto. Richard Scott, captain of the Albany Club, was busy among his men, giving them advice on different points of play, and seeming to be anxious only to vindicate the claim made by Al|- bany, that she possessed a base-ball club that could get away with the Diamond Stars of New bob ah atta even knowing that they had play- Dan Manly, in the uniform of the Albany Club, sat on the i hig bench, evidently wrap- ee in thought. He wasa member of the Al- anys, because this was his old home. He had not played with the club for several years, and even now was only a substitute, with the proba- bility that he would not take any active part in the game. But, he liked to be identified with the club, and was as deeply interested in the day’s contest as if he had not another care in the world. “* Who's the umpire, Dick?” he asked, as Scott came within ch” ‘* Hallo, Dan! hy, how are you? When did you get to town? You're ail ready for business, I see,” exclaimed Scott, heartily. ‘I have been so bothered over private business matters that I have not paid such close attention to the match as [ should, and I did not notice who the extra player on the bench was before, I’m very glad to see you.” ** And you, Dick,” returned Dan, no less hear- tily, as he shook hands, e cast one swift glance at Scott, and noticed the dark ring around the eyes, and the unnatur- al brightness that burned in them. “Poor Dick! He looks in bad shape,” he commented inwardly. ‘' Well, well; a crooked road is hard traveling, Dick, but if Dan Manly can save you, he’s going to do it, sure as he’s born!” “ Now, then, thar, git ter yer places. We're hyar to play ball, not to hev discussions,” pro- claimed a harsh voice, and Dan started as he saw who was the umpire. Sam Walker!—Slicker! Slicker was dressed just as he had been the night before, except that he had put a gaudy silk handkerchief around his neck. In his hand he held a box containing an extra ball, in case the one in play should be lost. This was accord- ing to League rules, which, of course, were to govern the match about to be played. “ Good-afternoon!” saluted Dan, as Slicker paused in front of the players’ bench, Ri gp turned toward the detective with a start. He had noted him before, ** Why—why—how did you come here?” ‘* Easily enough. I just walked down from the hotel.” * But—but—I sen at you hed lost some di’- mun’s, you said, and that you’d be doin’ nothin’ else but huntin’ ’em up?” “Oh, 1 am on the track of them, and I have no fear but that I shall find them before I leave Albany. I hope you have pardoned me for my rather rude behavior to you and your interest- ing friend, Mr.—what’s his name ?—Barker. You see, I had just discovered my loss, and I was so excited that 1 was disposed to suspect the most unlikely persons,” The young detective said this with so much apparent earnestness, that Slicker’s usual ef- frontery came to his aid at once, and it was with much virtuous indignation that he re- turned: * Yes, that wuzn’t er very nice thing ter do— ter break inter er gentleman’s bedroom at three o’clock in ther mornin’, an’ point a pistol at his head, Ive killed er man fer less than thet when 1 wuz on ther plains.” ‘Then I’m lucky to be alive!” A general yell from the impatient audience brought the colloquy to a close, and it pda been decided that the Diamond Stars shoul take the bat first, the Albanys took their posi- tions in the field. Dick Scott was walking toward the pitcher’s box, when Dan Manly called him back, “What is it, Dan?” “Come here, I want to speak to you a mo- ment,” = at in thunder is he after, I wonder?” muttered Slicker, who, in the umpire’s position behind the catcher, was looking suspiciously at the detective. ‘‘ Scott don’t know ez he’s ther duck we took ther di’mun’s from. Perhaps there may be somethin’ in ther wind about ’em!” “* Dick, J want to pitch this game,” answered Det, coming straight to the point as his custom iat The Pitcher D Richard Scott turned pale, and the dark rings around his eyes became awfully distinct in con- trast with his white cheeks. ‘What for?” **T don’t think that you are in a proper con- dition to play a winning game.” ; ee Why Vidd = ae ae 5 > “That is my opinion, and that is why I am to play. You are not in good health, You look as if you had been up all night, and if 1 did not know you so well, I should think you had been guilty of some crime.” ‘* Well, how long is ther game ter wait?” thun- dered the umpire at this juncture. ‘Dick, I am going to pitch.” “No, no; youcannot! I have a great deal at peice on this game. My—my-— reputation, and— ‘Your honor,” put in Dan, in a hollow voice. ‘¢ Yes—my honor!” ‘“‘ But, it will be preserved only by your not playing to-day. I will pitch!” ‘Now, what’s all this hyar? You two fellers hey been er chinnin’ over hyar long enough. Dick, git inter ther box, Wecan’t keep ther public er waitin’ no longer,” exhorted Slicker, as he walked over to the two. ‘“ Mr, Scott is not able to pitch the game this afternoon,” observed the detective, quietly. “He ain’t? Wal, who’s er goin’ ter do it?” “ I am,” “You? Not much you ain’t, my cove! I don’t know nothin’ bout you, an’ the Albany Club don’t know nothin’ "bout you, Scott was all right ten minutes ago. He’ll hev ter pitch.” “ As for your not knowing anything about me, that is of no consequence. The Albanys know me well enough as Double-Curve Dan, I intend to pitch this game, Slicker!” “But, Dan—” commenced Scott. ‘© You heard what I said, Dick. I am doing it for you, and you will understand why after- wards if you do not already. Be wise now, my boy, while you can.” wy object ter this hyar, I’m ther umpire—” “Certainly,” interrupted Dan Manly, ‘‘ and according to League rules, have certain duties to perform. But selecting a pitcher for either side is not one of them. That is for the captain to say, Slicker.” ‘* And what does ther captain say?’ demanded the umpire, scowling significantly at Scott. Before Dick could answer Dan whispered a few words in his ear, that again drove the color from his cheeks. ‘No, it can’t be!” he gasped, inarticulately to the others. “T shall pitch the game, shall [ not?” asked the detective, quietly. ‘“* Yes, if you will.” Scott sunk upon the bench, while Dan walked forward bestowing a careless smile upon Slicker, as he passed him, and stepping np to the catcher, told him in a few words, how best to catch his double-curve balls. “Play ball!” shouted the umpire. Young Scott was watching the proceedin mechanically, but his thoughts were evident not on the game. He had received a shock, and it had been communicated in the few words whispered in his ear by the Pitcher Detective, The New York man at the bat had heard of Double-Curve Dan and his difficult balls, and was prepared for something tough, } He got it. Dan held the ball before his face for a moment, and then, with a graceful slow motion, sent it wabbling toward the bats- man, The ball twisted and turned until half-way to the home-plate; then it flew out to the right un- til three-quarters of the distance had been cov- ered, when it careened to the left, and sped past the batsman into the hands of the catcher. The New Yorker at the bat was an old and wary player, and did not waste his energy on a ball he knew he could not hit, Dan had given him a good ball, but Slicker had “called” it. If he could give the batsman his “‘ base on balls” he was determined to do it. Dan looked in surprise at the umpire, but he was too well-trained a player to raise any ob- ection. He knew that the League rules for- ade any questioning of the actions of the um- pire, and would not be the person to set a example, like a poor soldier, “High ball!” requested the batsman, and the pitcher zig-zagged one over the home plate, at which the New Yorker slashed with all his might but missed it, skillfulas was the stroke, Yells of triumph went up from the spectators, who were naturally largely composed of sym- pathizers with the Albavys, and with whom Dan was a prime favorite. ‘One strike!” proclaimed Slicker, with a etective’s Foil. ~ y i very bad grace. He dared not ignore an ob- vious fact, Another of Dan’s double-curves brought two strikes, and the now thoroughly excited bats- man spit on bis handsand prepared todo or die.” Dan smiled. Hesaw that the New Yorker meant business, and that if there was apy chance at all, he would strike for a home-run. “ All right, my lad! Tl see if I can’t puzzle you a little.” , Carefully’ he peised the ball, and then, with the samé motion that he always used for his double-curves, he sent the ball straight as an arrow and almost as swift as a cannon ball, to- ward the catcher. The ruse was a good one, but the New Yorker was equal toit. For half the distance he was on the lookout for a double-curve, and bad not quite got over his confusion when the ball sobabadl him, i? Then he struck at it with all the strength of his mighty arms. He caught it fairly about eight inches from the end of his bat. There was a thud that could be heard a long way from at grounds, the ball went spinning down center- eld. The excitement was intense, as the successful batsman scuttled around the bases, A home run! The center-fielder was running after the ball, which had passed him, high over bis head, but by the time he bad reached it the base runner was safe over the home plate. Dick Scott was the only person in the field who did not seem excited over the really brilliant stroke of the New Yorker, Though it was one run for the other side on the very first man, he did not evince either pleasure or dismay. He had found that Dan Manly was no other than the young man whom he had assisted to rob, and that Dan knew all about the plot to let the Diamond Stars win the game; so he could ouly wait for further developments to bring fresh trouble upon. his wretched head, : As the reader has by this time surmised, Richard Scott was anything but bad at heart. He had got himself into difficulties by on yg horse-racing, and, to extricate himself, had dropped from foolishness to crime, as many @ young sport does. Dan took warning by the result of his one atraight ball, and the next player got such a tantalizing delivery that he could make nothing of it. ‘“Two strikes” had already been called on him, and the ball having gone past the catcher, had dropped into the grand stand. Slicker turned quickly and glanced at some one among the spectators, at the same time tear- ing open the box in bis hand and taking outa new ball. He threw it to Dau Manly, who put up his hands tocatch it, Just as he did so, the old ball; hurled with terrific force frum the spectators seats, partly bebind him, struck the pitcher on the shoulder, and sent him to the ground as if bh had been shot! wart dy CHAPTER IV. AN EARNED RUN. As Dan fell there was a general movement toward him, all the players on_the field nizing instinctively that the ball had been thrown at him with evil intentions. But the pitcher was on his feet before any one could reach him, and the next minute he had cleared the board-fence that divided the audi- torium from the grounds, and was making his way straight toward a seat on which sat a very mild-mannered young man with blonde whiskers and weak eyes. The blonde young man had been deeply inter- ested in the game, but he was the last person to. throw a ball to hurt the pitcher or any one else, © He enjoyed athletic sports, but only as an on- looker. It was doubtful whether he had ever had a base-ball in his hand in his life. When he saw Dan Manly coming straight to- ward him, with mischief in his eye, he looked nervously around bim, and appeared to be try- ing to formulate in his mind a suitable apology for being alive. ‘“*{—I—” he began, nervously. But, Dan took no notice of him, and the blonde young man saw, to his great relief, that he had not n singled out for Double-Curve Dan’s anger. “Now, Barker, I have you!” exclaimed the detective, as he threw bimself upon a man, who, sitting doubled up on a bench behind the blonde young man, was rying to avoid observation, As the detective’s hands grasped Barker's throat, Slicker who had followed Dan without the latter seeing him, sprung between the two, Bn ake Tare ~
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f \j 7 and giving Barker a shove, whispered: ‘* Be- hind the big house, at ten to-night!” The push sent Barker tumbling down a flight of steps that ended at one of the exit gates, and ere Dan could make his grip firm on his would- be prisoner, he found himself in the arms of Slicker, who was pulling him back toward the ball-ground. ‘“*T hev a good mind ter fine you ten dollars for interrupting ther game in this hyar way,” exclaimed Slicker, sternly. He looked around him at the audience to see what they thought of this remark,and saw at once that it met with their approval], A base-ball audience does not, as a rule, like to see a game interrupted for any cause, Dan Manly, although he knew that the provo- cation he had received should have been some excuse, was too earnest an admirer of the national game to object to discipline, even from Slicker Walker, the star crook. He went down into the pitcher’s box again, and the multitude settled into their seats, to resume their enjoyment of the great match. The cowardly trick of Barker had not injured the young detective, although his shoulder was a little sore, and he put in several of his curves rapidly, one after the other, with such effect that he retired the side beforeSlicker had cooled down after his display of authority among the spectators’ benches, One run had been scored for the New York Diamond Stars, and now the Albanys were going to the bat. Young Scott still sat on the players’ bench, taking hardly any interest in the game, He had more important matters on his mind than base-ball, and since he had been compelled to break faith with Slicker, in regard to the turn- ing over of the game to the Diamond Stars, he knew too well that he mght expect to be pur- sued vindictively by the surly umpire. One, two, of the Albanys had been put out without scoring, and now Dan took the bat, with players on each of the three bases, He took the bat and swung it around hishead to get the balanca of it. He found that in bat- ting, the bruise on his shoulder was likely to cause him some little trouble, but he bravely resolved not to heed the pain if he could only do his part toward securing victory for the club of his native city. The pitcher was a tall, powerful fellow, who sent in balls with tremendous force, and gen- erally straight, except when he substituted for them a delusive, slow delivery that was harder to meet than anything else. He made exactly the.same preliminary motions for either style of ball, and it was not until it had actually left bis hand, that he gave any hint to the batter of the sort of ball to expect. ** Now, Barney, give him one that will knock the dsylights out of him!” yelled a boy from the cheap seats, whose parents had lived in New York all his life until a few weeks before, and who was therefore metropolitan in his ideas and sympathies to the very core of his heart. Barney Muggins, the Diamond Star pitcher, did not take his advice kindly, for he scowled in a way that should have made the boy quail. It failed in its effect, however, for American boys do not quail very readily. “Play!” yelled Slicker, waitin’ fer?” Thus admonished, Mr. Muggins took his lance from the boy and measured Double- urve Dan, as if to consider whether he should eat him up after putting him out. Dan returned the look good-humoredly, and waited for the attack. At last it came, almost crawling from the itcher’s hand, and then, as it neared the back, king on a speed that threatened to send it a long way past the catcher and umpire, and into the solid wood of the back-stop, Dan wisely did not attempt to strike it. Like the New York batter who had first faced him, he wanted to get used to the pitcher’s delivery before he used his bat. The ball had not been without good effect for the Albanys, however. In spite of the watch- fulness of Barney Muggins to prevent it, the player on third base stole home while the ball was on its way. It wasarisky thing to do, but Barney’s awkward delivery was calculated” to confuse the catcher, as well as the batsman, It was so in this case, and while the player behind the bat was chasing the ball toward the back- stop the run was scored. “Rah for Albany! ‘Rah for the home club! ‘Rah! ’Rah!” The yells that went up from the s ‘brought an evil scowl to ugly Slicker “What are yer tators alker’s The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. ugly face, as he motioned to Barney to do his S' Another ball, and this time Dan hit it. With terrific force the ball went down center-field plump into Barney Muggins’s hands, the con cussion throwing him flat on his back, but with- out making him release the ball. With that generous willingness to give due credit for a clever feat, by whosoever performed, that is characteristic of American crowds, the spectators cheered Barney Muggins to the echo as he arose to his feet with the ball aloft. This retired the Albanys, with the score one and one, The next seven innings went througb without any change. Barney Muggins and Double- Curve seemed te be actually invincible. As the Albanys went into the field for the ninth inning, Slicker went to the players’ bench and frowningly addressed Richard Scott: ‘‘ See hyar, young feller, the New Yorks have ter win this hyar game somehow. You must fix it.” “How can I?” was Scott’s despairing re- sponse. “Don’t care how yer do it, but yer must, somehow. Ef yer don’t, Pll put ther screws on yer, now, sure! That check for $500, isin good hands, and I hey only ter whisper ter hev it brought up ag’in’ yer, with Thompson Carr's name signed to it by—” ‘* Hush!” whispered Scott, in agony. ‘*Oh, Vl hush, uv course, I’m only a-sayin’ thet ef we don’t git this game you’!l find that check presented at ther bank, an’ then you know rPns you'll be. Now, make up yer mind right quick! ‘“What can I do? How is it you know so much abcut my affairs?” Slicker shrugged his shoulders and gave. his favorite reply: ‘It’s my bizness ter know. You heard what [ said, didn’t yer?” He took up his position as umpire, but waited a few moments before letting the game go on, retending that he had a stone in his shoe, aking off the shoe and shaking out the imagin- ary stone, gave Dick Scott time to walk over to Dan and whisper to him. *“Dan, I wouldn’t try a curve with that fel- low. He has got it down very fine. A good straight ball will be more likely to balk him,” Without waiting for a reply, Dick strolled back. to the players’ bench, exchanging a hasty glance of meaning with Slicker as he passed him. Slicker’s head was bent over his shoe, as he fastened it on, and the look he. gave Dick was nothing more than an elevation of the eyebrows and a barely perceptible turn of the head, But Double-Curve Dan saw it. ‘‘So! Slicker bas scared him into it, has he? And he comes to me and tries to mislead me, eh? Ab, Dick, Dick, my boy! You are in bad pence You had better have trusted Dan Man- y! _The detective shook his head sadly, and then, dismissing the matter for the time, at least, with a heavy sigh, got ready to deliver his first ball. He looked over to Dick as ke stood in position to make the delivery, and saw that the young man’s eyes were fixed upon him eagerly. ** Yes, it is all very well, Dick, but I shall not follow your advice,” muttered Dan, as he care- fully sent one of his double-curves to the bats- man, “ One strike!” cried Slicker, with a vindictive frown. The big batsman looked uncomfortable, and a flush of annoyance overspread his face, Con- found those twists! He could not hit them. Another double-curve, and this time the bat caught the ball and sent it into right-field, The batsman made first base, but that was all, Barney Muggins came next. He brought his own special bat with him, and it was easy to see that he did not mean to be fooled by any pitcher. He was full of confidence in himself, and, moreover, he was mad because the Dia- mond Stars had not already walked away from the Albany buys in the game. The first bal he did not try; nor the second. The third he slashed at but missed, A slight smile of amusement on Dan’s face made Barney fairly foam, He would hit the next one or die! He did neither. With excellent intention, be cut at Dan Manly’s tantalizing twister, but he only thrashed the wind, while the ball dropped with a cheery slap into the hands of the catcher, ‘* Two strikes!” proclaimed Slicker; adding, between his clinched teeth: ‘Curse him! If Barker an’ me don’t make it hot fer him afore | the great match between the ne REE = any Canis .SssSssssSSSSsSssssssSsssSesSsssssSsss sss sss The man on first base had tried to steal sec- ond, but the ball was flying toward him before he had got a yard away from first, and he wise- ly ran back, Barney realized that now was his time or never. e only had one more strike, and he must make that tell. Dan was equally deter- mined tkat the batsman should not hit it, if it could be helped, and prepared to put in a puz- zler, But, Barney prevailed this time. He caught the ball fairly on his bat, and while he reached red second base himself, the player on first got ome. This made two for the Diamond Stars, and was all they got. In the language of the game, Barney “died at third.” Another New Yorker suffered the same fate at second, and a third was ‘out on strikes.” ‘‘Dan, you should have taken wl advice,” said Scott, reproachfully, as the pitcher, some- what tired from his exertions in the box, took a seat by the side of the young man, and tak- ing up a tin pail of water, drank deeply and thankfully. Barney Muggins, more disgusted than ever that the Diamond Stars had not ‘wiped the floor” with the Albanys, and foreseeing certain defeat if he did not prevent it, prepared to “ pitch the innings of bis life,” as be expressed it. e certainly did excellent work, and it was seldom that an Albany player managed to strike his curves, delivered at such an uncertain speed, that only the most vigilant attention served them, Dick Scott sat quietly by Dan Manly’s side, watching him and Slicker Walker alternately. At last he said, touching Dan on the shoulder: “Go on, Dan; you are the last one at bat for the Albanys. Two men are out already.” Dan Manly had heen apparently in a half doze, for he drew himself up with a start and looked around him with an expression very un- usual with him, ‘‘Um! I’m over-tired, I guess. I suppose it was being disturbed in the night, and playing here in the hot sun, I haven’t pitched a game before this season. It isn’t often I get so easily knocked out, though,” he muttered, as he stood up, und, with a yawn, picked up bis bat. “ Hurry up, thar! You’re keeping the game waitin’. Everybody ’ull git cold standin’ around this hyar way,” bawled Slicker. There was one man on first base, and both he and Dan would have to make runs if the Al- banys were to win. Dan saw this with the quickness of an expert ball-player, and made up his mind, notwithstand- ing that he felt so tired out, that the Albanys should win the game if he could influence the turn of the tide. He took another drink of water from the tin pail and walked swiftly but with a little uncer- tainty in his gait, toward the home plate. As he did so, Dick Scott threw the rest of the water in the tin pail upon the po Barney Muggins was disposed to be somewhat exultant now. He had pnt out two of the Al- bany boys easily. Now if he could retire the side and win the game for the Diamond Stars by the discomfiture of Double-Curve Dan he -would be as happy as the President of the United States, he told himself. Dan felt strangely dizzy as be took up his position at the home plate and awaited his ball. Somehow, Barney Muggins looked a very long way off, and he could hardly believe he was dis- tant only the regulation forty-five feet. “Play!” shouted Slicker. Dan saw Barney throw himself into a para- lytic attitude, and then, hardly knowing what he did, he swung bis bat with all bis strength. There was a thud and a jar running up his arm and sending a pang through his sore shoul- der. “‘ Steady, Dan,” he muttered. ‘‘ Keep up fora little wntie my boy!” With staggering steps he ran around the bases. “First! All right, so far! Second! Yes, that’s good! But how blind I am aay ! What is all that shouting about? Where third base? Shall I ever reach it? Ob, yes; here it is. There! I have touched it, Now, for home! Ah, how they yell, and how everything hums in my ears. Theré is something wrong with me, but I do not know what itis. Where —where—is—the—the—home plate? I can hard- ly keep my feet, and the world is—pitch—dark! Ab! At last! At last!” With a wild lurch, and a half-articulate cry, Donble-Curve Dan fell across the home plate and Diamond Stars he gits out uv this hyar town, then [ll drop and the Albanys had ended in a victory for the my name uv Slicker,” latter.
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CHAPTER V. A BALK, ‘“‘TaREB to two for the Albanys!” was the announcement that was proclaimed all over the city and flashed along the wires to New York within five minutes of the time when Double- Curve Dan had given the last of his ebbing strength to bring victory to the ball club of his native town. In the first flush of gratification over the tri- umph of the home club, no attention was paid by the audience to the brave rag pitcher who seemed to have given life itself in the game. He lay just where he had dropped across the home plate, with arms outstretched, and his blonde curls, from which his cap had fallen, glinting in the red sunset. Slicker was in a boiling rage. He rushed over to Richard Scott, and shaking his fist in the young man’s face, hi : “Now, look out, Mr, Scott. You have given me away, an’ I’ll do ther same thing fer you!” Scott did not answer. He saw that Dan Man- ly was still prostrate, and a horrible fear took possession of him. He had reached the uncon- scious detective, and was raising his head when Slicker, who had seen the expression of fear on Dick Scott’s pale countenance, pushed him away, and turning Dan over on his_ back inted from the dead white face to that of ott, and shouted: ‘This hyar man hez been murdered!” ‘‘ Murdered!” exclaimed a dozen voices, ‘*-Yes, murdered! Poisoned!” ** Poisoned?” “ And that man did it!” yelled Slicker, point- ing straight at the trembling Dick, or an instant the players standing around Dan’s prostrate form seemed petrified with hor- ror and astonishment, Then they moved for- ward threateningly, as if they would visit pun- ishment upon the murderer then and there, Slicker grinned malevolently behind his hand. It was a striking group. The quiet, lifeless form of the young pitcher, the conscience- stricken Richard Scott, the evil-faced Slicker, and the players of both clubs, all with horror depicted on their countenances, he seats for the spectators were nearly empty. The great crowd that had witnessed the ame seemed as anxious to get away, now that t had been decided, as they were to get in three hours ago. es had not noticed that Dan was unconscious. They supposed that he was only sliding for home, as is often done in a close es and though they saw that he did not rise mmediately, took it for granted that it was only a whim on his part to remain on the ground for a minute or two. Dick dropped on his knees by the side of the body of Dan, and, as his head bent forward in abject fear and sorrow, he moaned aloud: “Wal, what are we goin’ ter do ‘bout this hyar bizness?” asked Slicker, gruffly, ‘I tell bd that this hyar boy hez been p'izoned by im,” pointing to Dick. ‘*An’ Oi say it’s a lie!” cried a strong, clear voice, There was a bustle, and Slicker was pushed to one side violently, as Norah O’Connor, her red cheeks redder than usual with cath reine came into the center of the group an looked around her defiantly. Slicker recovered himself at once, and with a savage sneer, growled: ky what do you know "bout it?” Like a flasb the girl turned upon him. “Oi know that Misther Dan has been poison- ed, so he has, and that you put the stoof in the wather |” What?” _ “Oh, Oi saw yez! Ye didn’t think ony wan wuz a-watchin’ P ie whin ye wint ahint that three beyant, and—” “Shut up, yer durned cat!” burst in Slicker, as he made a threatening movement. “Hold on, there! Let the girl speak!” It was Barney Muggins who thus interposed. He felt as if he would like to have killed Dan Manly when he was opposed to him in the game, but now thatit was over, his animosity had evaporated, and he felt only sorrow for the young fellow cut down in this cowardly way by the hand of a secret enemy, Slicker saw that it would not help his case to iuterfere with Norah at this juncture, so, fold- ing his arms with assumed carelessness, he smiled contemptuously, and waited for her to go on. “Tf you go to that wather boocket beyant, eel foind some of the nasthy stoof in the bot- om! : Slicker did not wait to hear more. He dash- ed away from the crowd toward the players’ Se RENE A RE eK eh oreo The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. bench, on which tne tin pail from which Dan Manly had drank was still lying. But, if Slicker could run, so could Barney Muggins, and the latter reached the bench just in time to snatch up the pail before Slicker could get his hands upon it. ‘**Give me that pail!” ** Not much, I won't!” The demand and the refusal were uttered in breathless, but determined tones, and then a pistol was pointed at Barney’s head. {t was knocked away before it could be dis- charged, however, and Muggins, by a dexterous bs {em of the “ collar-and-elbow ” principle of wrestling, threw Slicker on his back, and, at the same time dispossessed him of the pistol, “Curse yer. I'll fix yer fer this hyar!” ‘**T suppose,” answered Barney, carelessly, as he swooped down upon a small bottle that had dropped from the oener’é pocket as he fell. ‘What hev yer got thar? Thet’s an bottle, too! Blast yer, ef yer ain’t er reg’lar thief!” “Say that again, and I'll break your neck,” shouted Barney, with sudden fierceness, ‘‘ Now, come over hereto the rest of them, while we will see what we will do with you /” He seized Slicker by the sleeve with his left hand, clutching the garment in a peculiar man- ner that, while apparently not very tight, made it impossible for the prisoner to wrench himself away. In this way the late umpire was march- ed back to the spot where the players and Norah still stood looking into Dan Manly’s cold, white e, ‘¢Well, well, what is all this? Heaven save us! Why wasn’tI called before? That’s just like the young men of the present day. They can play a game of ball with all the science of a dozen centuries brought into use, but, when it comes to a sick person, they don’t know as much about helping him as the Hottentots, who try to mend broken legs by dancing on the patient.” A short, fussy man in a white linen suit and canvas shoes, whose Panama bat was pushed back from a broad, red face, fringed with snow- white whiskers that were a continuation of the white curls running around his head in the pro- fuse fashion suggestive of a jolly bald spot under the hat. That the bald spot was there was shown when the gentleman took off his hat to wipe it with a yellow silk handkerchief at the conclusion of his harangue. ‘Dr. Horne!” exclaimed Dick Scott looking ea “Yes, it’s all very well saying Dr. Horne,” retorted the old gentleman, testily, ‘‘ but you bring me to a dead man and expect that I will bring bim tolifeagain. Confound it! You are all alike. Have faith in doctors as long as they can accomplish miracles, but whar a patient dies through neglect or in the ordinary course of nature then our profession is abused through thick and thin.” No one answered him. The good-natured Dr. Horne was too well known in Albany for any one to argue with him. The only thing to do was to let him finish his talk. He was not idle while delivering his lecture, however. He had opened the shirt of the young pitcher, and was now, with intent face list- ening at his heart and examining his eyes al- ternately, Not satisfied he took a brige reg from his pocket, and again listened at the heart with its aid. Then he jumped to his feet, and hastily di- rected the bystanders to seize the unconscious form of the pitcher and get him into an up- right position, ‘What? Isn’t he dead, doctor?” asked Dick, eagerly. A sudden hope thrilled him through and through, ‘Dead? No! Do you think I should want to put a dead man on his feet? Itis a simple case of laudanum poisoning, and if I had been called before the patient would never have got into this condition at all.” “Faith , Oi knowed he wasn’t dead, so Oi did,” put in Norah. “You did, eh? Well, why didn’t you tell other boobies around here, so that they could try and bring him around, instead of letting him lie on the ground, like an old rubber overshoe?”’ asked the doctor, who was never too busy to indulge in repartee, The patient was now lifted up and under the direction of the doctor shaken sound] . The result was a slight quivering of the eyelids, and then the eyes opened, while signs of life could be discerned in the flush that began to struggle with the ghastly pallor of the cheeks. “ Good! Now, keep him moving. We'llsave him, but it will be a narrow escape, The idea of taking it for granted that a man is dead because he drops with exhaustion at the end of a base-ball match.” The irritable but good-natured physician was closely watching the condition of bis patient while he talked, occasionally walking with him a few steps and feeling his pulse, or wiping his - meg with the long yellow silk handker- chief. Dan Manly had been as Dr. Horne said, in a very serious condition and had not assistance arrived just when it did the young detective’s career would undoubtedly have ended on the ball ground in Albany at that time. When the bystanders began to move him u and down, or rather around the diamond, Dan’s feet hung limp and useless, and he was actually carried by those attending him, But very soon the effect of nis strong constitution showed itself in returning consciousness, and he took a few steps in an uncertain way, that soon became firm and decided. The doctor noted this, and as soon as he saw that they oung fellow was walking, he nodded his head with satisfaction, and was ready to preach to everybody in his vicinity. ‘‘ Keep him going, boys,” he chirped, ‘‘ keep him going. You owe him that much, for he kept himself going when he made that home- run that gave Albany the game. Hestuck to it nobly.” ny ‘** Cuss him!” grunted a voice in his ear. “Eh? What's that?” : The doctor turned Heres and met the scowl- ing gaze of Slicker Walker. “ Don’t take any notice of him, doctor, He’s down on the young man for some reason.” ‘‘ daresay. Fellows with such a physiogno- my generally are down on decent hg Get him behind me. It spoils my digestion to look at such a face as that.” There was a general laugh at this exceedingly candid speech, and Slicker’s brow grew bikeker than ever. ‘* Tl] hev the Jaw on all done with yer!” he growled. ‘“* That’s all right. I have a notion that you are going to get more law than you want,” re- torted Muggins, who still retained his hold on Slicker’s sleeve. ‘“*Halloa! What d’ye mean?’ asked Dr. ewig whose ears seemed to be preternaturally sharp. For answer, Barney Muggins handed the doc tor the small bottle that had fallen from Slick- er’s pocket. ‘Hum! What's this? ae 5 A little h! smelled drop left yet. Undiluted, too. The doctor had taken out the cork the contents, and then tightly corked the bottle again, “T got that from this man’s pocket,” declared Barney. bold him tightly, for ou fellers afore I’ve y ‘Did you? Well, then, perhaps there may be people who will want to enjoy an interview with bim, Funny, too, that an umpire should be trying to kill a ball- player. It’s generally the other way. Ha, ha!” The doctor’s enjoyment of this joke was so intense that it nearly choked him, and he took a walk around the diamond with Dan Manly to recover himself, noting at the same time, that his patient was getting to be almest himself again. * Doctor, 1 suppose Dan won’t die now, will! he?” asked Dick Scott, who had been continually walking with the patient. ‘* Die? No! Not abit of it! He is worth a thousand dead men, Die, indeed! No, we can't: afford to let a pitcher like that die off-hand. They are tooscarce in the United States!” If there was anything that Dr. Horne loved next to his profession, it was the national’ ame, ; ‘* Well, then, p’raps you'll let go uv my arm!” said Slicker, sulkiiae ~§ ‘You'll do no such thing!” quickly interposed the doctor. ‘‘ You found this bottle of laudanum in his pocket. The young man over there was almost killed by a dose of the stuff, and I have heard rumors to the effect that this fellow, the umpire, was interested in seeing the Diamond Stars win,” ‘*How the—”’ commenced Slicker, off: his guard for a second, though he at once recovered himself, ‘‘ Deuce did I find it out, eh?’ supplemented the irate doctor. ‘‘ Well, in my profession, we: have opportunities of finding out many things: that nobudy would suspect.” cree be ga prt. heh ne said this, and icker felt instinctively that the little doctor: was a man to be dreaded, “Faith! I have the mather booked,” re-
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The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. marked Norah O’Connor, as she held up the tin pail from which Dan had drank the water that seemed to have been the cause of his sickness. Doctor Horne took it and put his nose inside, “Ah! Not very distinct, but it is there, nevertheless. I shall have to take this to my laboratory, and then I think I can prove that it has contained diluted laudanum. r. Muggins —I understand that is your name—hold Mr. Slicker securely for a few minutes.” Then stepping up to Dan, who was in possession of his senses though sick and faint from the effects of the drug, he asked him how he felt. “All right, I guess, doctor, but I shouldn’t care about pitching another game to-day.” The doctor laughed boisterously. ‘“Ha, ha, ha! No, I don’t think those double- curves of yours would be very effective, But, see here, young man, you have been poisoned, and here’s the gentleman whom you have to thank for the experience. What shall we do with him? Administering poison with intent to kill is what it is called in the jargon of the law, I believe it felony, that will send the culprit to the Penitentiary for a few years or Iam very much mistaken,” ‘** Poison?” echoed Dan Manly, with an irre- pressible shiver. ** Hold him, and give him to the officer over there. I will make a charge against him, not only for attempted poisoning, but for—” sudden confusion, and Barney Muggins was thrown violently against the doctor, both rolling in a heap upon the ground, while Slicker, at the top of his speed, bounded across wet inclosure, and disappeared through the exit gate. CHAPTER VI. A FOUL TIP. Iris the morning after the match between the Diamond Stars, of New York, and the Al- bany Club, and the scene is Doctor Horne’s laboratory. Double-Curve Dan, still pale and weak from his dose of poison of the previous day, is listen- ing to a discourse by the doctor on the world in eneral aud base-ball in particular. The young itcher-Detective has ostensibly called on Doc- tor Horne for treatment, but after telling the Young man that he is all right, and only needs time to make him as strong as ever, the worthy doctor has branched off to the subject of base- ball, in which he is an enthusiast. An électric bell at the doctor’s elbow rings violently and a moment later Norah O’Connor breaks into the room. “Oh, doctor, doctor!” “ Well?” **Misther Scott—young ‘Misther Dick—has been hurted, an’ he won’t let no one go near him but meself, Ye kpvow, I used to be wid the family afore I wint to the hotel beyant, An’ he’s out of his head, so he is, an’ I can’t do noth- in’ wid him.” Before Norah’s tale was finished the doctor’s hat was on, and telling Dan to sit still and wait for him, he dashed out of the house, with Norah close behind him, on his way to the Scott residence, which was in the same block, only a few yards distant. Dan, left to himself, looked around the room, and speculated as to the contents of the various bottles itcontained. Dr, Horne’s laboratory was a chamber of mystery to the ordinary patients who were occasionally allowed to visit it, Considerable of a naturalist, something of a taxidermist, he had stuffed lizards, owls, sword- fish, white rats and other curious creatures, dis- — here and there. With a taste for elec- city, he had two batteries and a small elec- tric engine that he used for grinding drugs. In fact, the room was a veritable museum, is greatest treasure, however, was what he called a “Jung cabinet.” A large glass closet with an iron and steel door behind, fastened with great bolts and knobs, and fitted inside with a chair. The cabinet could be made per- fectly air-tight at will. Its use was to afford relief to persons with megs complaints, The patient was put nside, the door fastened, and then, by an in- genious arrangement, the air in the interior was rarefied until it was exactly of the same nature as that of Colorado and other mountainous sec- tions of the country where consumptives so often go for relief, Dr. Horne had but lately procured this cabi- ae he was as pl with it as any child with a new toy. Dan got up and looked at the cabinet from all sides, and at last got inside and sat down in the chair, He smiled as he looked through the thick plate glass, and thought how he must re- ng! a wax figure in a show-case, ‘*T guess I can’t be seen very easily from the outside, either,” he muttered. must be in deep shadow,” He yawned and leaned back in the soft, com- just the sort of rest to fortable chair. It was invite repose, and the effects of the drug had not pas evaporated from his brain even yet. He nodded two or three times, caught himself, wondered how long the doctor would be, nodded again, caught himself, and then, letting his head drop back on the soft cushions, went to aes ** Move gently, Bark. I don’t know but what thar may be some one in ther house besides ther old woman. Thar is ther place, ther bottom drawer in thet desk.” These words in a hoarse whisper came to the ear of Dan Manly with unmistakable distinct- ness through the open doorway in the back of the cabinet. Owing to the peculiar arrangement of the room, and the situation of the cabinet in it, the sounds reached the interior of the cabinet as if through a speaking-tube, and awoke the detec- tive from a by no means light slumber. Without moving his head, he allowed his gaze to travel around the room through the plate glass window. Slicker Walker and Barker were standing in front of the doctor’s old-fashioned desk, which was surmounted by a bookcase with glass doors, containing, besides many valuable volumes, a number of curiosities of a generally ghastly character. The backs of the men were toward Dan, but he recognized both ata glance, Slicker’s dress was the same in which we have seen him hither- to, but Barker had again transformed himself into the drunken tramp that he appeared to be when we first made his acquaintance. _ “So; Sam Walker, you venture right in the lion’s den, do you?” cbaarved the detective, in- audibly, to himself, Secure in the knowledge that he'could not be seen unless the intruders came close to the cabi- net and peered through the glass windows, he sat and watched their proceedings at his ease, Barker knelt down, and, with a small steel wedge that he took from his vest pocket, forced open the bottom drawer of the desk, in accord- ance with Slicker’s suggestion, The detective saw that the thieves were well- informed as to Dr, Horne’s habits, The drawer was full of Green berks, suerte and negotiable Government bonds, The doctor, while having the ordinary faith of a business man in banks, liked to keep plenty of money ready to his hand, It was a whim of his, and he was rich enough to indulge it. ‘*How much do you s’pose tharis in here?” asked Barker, his eyes sparkling as he saw the wealth lying before them, ‘“‘Thar’s in the neighborhood uv $50,000, an’ it’s all ours. Stow it away in yer peekes, while es look around this hyar place for something else, ‘* What does he want, I wonder?” commented the detective, as he saw Slicker examining the bottles that littered a small marble-top table near the front of the cabinet. Barker was busy at the drawer. He was stowing away the money about his clothes, His whole suit seemed to be made up of capacious pockets, and no matter what he put into them, there was nothing to be seen by the casual ob- server, Slicker, strangely enough, did not seem to care so much about the money as to search among the doctor’s bottles and glasses. Not that he was wholly regardless of Barker's proceedings, but he did not pay them that close attention that he would under ordinary circumstances. ‘*Cuss him! Whar kin he hey put it,” grum- bled Slicker, ‘‘Once let me git thet, an’ I sha’n’t keer so much ef they do git me. They can’t hold me for nothin’ than ’cept on s’picion, an’ ther captain hez money ‘nuff ter git me out of thet.” ‘Has he?!” murmured Dan, to whom every word came, owing to the peculiar acoustic pro- perties of the room already referred to, ‘I think the captain will have to be a little smarter than I have found him to save you from Sing Sing when I get fairly on your track.” Slicker took up each small bottle on the table, examined it, and put it down with an air of dis- gust, Then he went to the book-case and tried to open the glass doors, “They were locked, “Never mind, I kinsee all I want without heving them open,” he said, musingly. Suddenly he slapped his right fist into his open left hand, and exclaimed, triumphantly: “The cabinet is in a rather dark corner, and the whole interior ‘Thar it is, by thunder! A one-ounce bottie *ith an old cork, ‘ith sealin’-wax on top. Give me thet jimmy, Bark.” He hastily took from his companion the small steel wedge, and in a twinkling bad forced open the glass doors, and taken a small bottle froma corner of a shelf, where it had been half-con- cealed by a big book that had fallen to one side. ** Don’t see what you are making such a fuss over that bottle for,” was Barker’s rather sur- prised remark, as, having finished his job at the drawer, he stood up and stretched himself. ‘Has it had whisky in it, that you want to smell, or what?” ** Oh, it’s just a notion I hev, that’s all,” an- swered Slicker, with assumed carelessness, though he could hardly repress his exultation at having secured what he knew would be danger- ous evidence against him if he should find him- self on trial for felonious poisoning. **So,” muttered Dan, in his chair, “that is what he is after, eh? He wants to get that laudanum bottle to destroy it. He seems more afraid of the possible charge of attempted mur- der than the certain one of burglary. What funny fellows these professional thieves are!” Dan Manly smiled to himself. His profession of detective made it imperative on him to study the ways and weaknesses of the criminal classes, and he found it a most interesting occupation. Slicker put the bottle in his pocket, and was about to lead the way out, when the portiere that concealed the door leading to the hall, and thence to the street, by which they had entered, was drawn aside, and a young girl, in a dress of white filmy material, and with her brown hair drawn up io a bunch of curls behind and fast- ened with a diamond tiara, stood in the opening looking calmly at the burglars. For a few seconds no one spoke. Then Barker, in his character of a shabby-genteel tramp, ad- dressed the girl in whining tones: ** Ts the doctor in?” *“No, but I am his daughter. want!” ‘Nothing, for myself, but my friend here is sick, and—and—” The girl’s eco eye had caught the fact that the drawer of the desk was broken open, and she realized that she was confronting two desperate men! Dan Manly knew it, too, and was trying to get out. But the cabinet was so arranged that the door could only be removed when certain knobs, controlling valves, were placed in a proper position. Otherwise the pressure of the air on the door prevented its being moved one way or the other. When Dan had gone into the cabinet he had not closed the door, but had drawn it toa little way. To get in or out it was necessary to have the door wide open, A knob on a lever that had been up to the topof the door when he went in had gradually sunk dur- ing the last hour, and the door was irremovable. n vain he pushed with all his might, He could not stir the door. He was wedged in be- tween the edge of the door and the side of the cabinet. Meanwhile the girl was hastily debating as to her next act, She had come into the laboratory en K! accident, supposing that her father was there alone, but she was too bright to be pie much upset by any unexpected encounter wit strangers whatever their character, Her fath said she was the bravest little girl in New Yor! State, and perhaps he was righ Slicker and Barker watched her keenly, and when the latter broke off in his h it was because she suddenly soto 5 and drew from behind a picture that rested on an easel, a large double-action revolver, which she balanced care- seal in her hand with the muzzle pointed at Barker’s head. ‘* What are yer doin’, miss? Thet thing might o off. It looks ez ef it wuz loaded,” exclaimed licker, waving his hand deprecatingly. ‘*Tt is loaded!” replied the girl, calmly. ** Wal, what are yer goin’ ter do with it? Me an’ my friend only came in ter see ther doctor. lt ain’t a very nice thing ter be treated likea burglar when he’s only sick.” ‘* Are you a burglar?” eA ony gg Wal, now, that thar’s an in- I What do you sult, ain’t it, Mr. Smith?’ turning to Barker. ““Yes, It’s the worst imputation that was ever cast upon my character,” returned Barker, virtuously, “Sit down!” commanded the girl, briefly as ker pray eyes flashed, “Sit down.” “Oh!” She moved a step forward, and alternately pointed her pistol at Slicker and Barker,
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Ss ope hg J ’ 4 a The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. “ Halloo, doctor, how are you?” exclaimed Slicker with a smile, looking over the shoulder of the girl at the doorway behind, She turned to greet her father, and before she realized that she had been the victim of a ruse, found herself disarmed and in the hands of the two strangers, ‘ Hyar, this "ll do!” said Slicker, as he picked up an apron that Dr. Horne was accustomed to wear while making some of the experiments that entailed dust. ‘*‘ Hold her while I fix it’round her mouth. Women allusdo so much squawkin’ when they git ther chance.” In an instant the dirty apron was secured around her mouth, and then the two ruffians looked about to see how they could secure her. ‘*Thar’s ther thing! Thet glass box, whatever it is. Ther dooris thick enough fer er jail,” suggested Slicker, pointing to the cabinet, in which Dan, convinced that he could not escape, had sunk into the chair in despair, thus being out of sight of any one looking into it through the half open doorway at the back. The captors of the young girl dragged her across the floor toward the cabinet. Barker seized the knob already referred to and pushed itup. He did not understand its exact purpose, but he took it for granted that it was a fastening, and that to open the doorit was necessary to push it up. The door yielded to his pull, and without look- ing to see whether there was any one inside, they thrust the young girl upon the chair, and closin the door with a slam, pulled down the lever an secured it, ‘ CHAPTER VII. A PASSED BALL, ‘* HALLOO, so the young fellow got tired of mereomgy: eh? I wasn’t so very long, either, Sit down, Dick, sitdown. Ill be here directly. I just want to speak to Clara a moment.” It was Dr, Horne’s cheery voice, and he was ushering into his laboratory, Richard Scott. Having seen the young man seated in his own chair|the doctor left the room, talking all the way down the hall. Dick leaned back listlessly and appeared wrap- pe in thought. He hada bandage around his ead, held in place by a black silk handkerchief, His face was even paler than on the day before, when Dan had remarked his lack of color and spirits on the ball-field. “*T feel quite faint,” he muttered, as he put his hand to his forebead. ‘‘ That blow on the head has not done me any good, Iam afraid. I wonder whether the doctor has any ammonia in his laboratory. I suppose he has somewhere.” He pulled open the glass door of the bookcase, which Slicker had not troubled to fasten, and searched among the bottles fora certain four- ounce bottle of peculiar shape that he now re- membered to have seen in the doctor’s hands on a previous occasion, and to have noticed bearing the label ‘* Aqua Ammonia,” He rattled the bottles about and pearly — a in ar, in which a baby, preserved in alco- hol, held out its arms asif asking to be taken out,*in such a natural manner as to be calculated to disturb weak nerves, “What ghastly toys doctors keep in their cab- inets,” be grumbled. ‘‘The more horrors the can get together the better pleased they are, it seems to me. Where is that ammonia? thought he kept if somewhere on these shelves,” His eye caught the drawer in the desk, pulled out a little way. “Perhaps it isin these. You never can tell where Doctor Horne is likely to bog? things.” He knelt down and opened wide the drawer. ‘‘Halloa! Here are some loose gold coins, a bank-book and a bundle of canceled checks, I must have dropped upon the doctor’s strong box, surely,” ** Clara!” cried Dr. Horne’s voice, and at the same instant the doctor himself entered the room, He glanced hastily at Dick, and a frown wrinkled his brow. ** Dick!” ** Halloa!” ‘*Whatare you doing there?” Without waiting for a reply, the doctor step- ped over to the drawer, before which Dick Scott was still kneeling, and looked in. One glance was enough. ** Richard Scott, I have been robbed!” He spoke in quiet, measured tones, but it was evident that he was holding back an explosion of wrath or by determined effort. ** Robbed “Yes, sir; and I find you, Richard Scott, the son of my old friend, the young man whom I expected to be my son-in-law, in front of the drawer, which has been broken open.” * Doctor Horne—” ‘* Silence, sir!” interrupted Dr. Horne, sternly. ‘*T do not wish to hear any explanations from a thief. You have not been away from the room, and the money is about you. Take it out of our pockets and putit back. Then, before you eave this house forever, tell me how much your difficulties are, and how much you need to put you straight with the world. Then--” ‘*But, Doctor Horne—” ‘Silence, I say. Let me finish. I will give you what yon need, and on your promise to let this, which I believe is your first crime, be your last, I pledge you my word not to expose you. But, understand, you must not see or speak to my daughter again,” Dr. Horne’s usually jolly red face wore a look of grief that told how deeply he felt the supposed villainy of the young man. Hecared nothing for the money. He wasarich man, and the loss of $50,000, though it would cause him con- siderable embarrassment temporarily, would not affect him permanently. He had dozensof mill- ionaires in his list of patients, and his services were often required in New York for cases where his fees were almostfabulous. But, as he always said, when the subject of heavy fees came up in his presence, there was only one Dr. Horne of Albany, and his price was so much. If the patient thought Dr. Smith, Dr. Jones or Dr. Brown, would do as well, let_ him get those gentlemen to attend him, Dr. Horne did not care, But when he named a fee he should insist upon it. ** Doctor Horne,” burst out Dick Scott again, and this time he took no notice of the old gen- tleman’s demand for silence. ‘‘ I am not a thief, and if you were not much older than I, and one whom I respect as much as I do my own father, I would knock you down for the word you have applied to me.” ‘Not a thief? Didn’t I find you kneeling known in front of my money drawer with your hands inside it? Didn’t I catch you in the very act? And then you tell me you’re not a thief?” The doctor was losing control of his temper. Dick Scott, standing straight, with his arms folded, returned the doctor’s scornful glance without answering. ‘* Empty your pockets, sir!” thundered the old gentleman, se E hat?” kk “ ” mpty your pcckets, I say! bia: will not.” 34 “You refuse?” ‘**T do, emphatically.” ** And you are not a thief?” with a sneer. ‘*Tt is because [ am nota thief that I refuse . do what only a thief should be compelled to 0. ‘Very well, Then I'll send for the police. Tl make you prove your vaunted innocence at the station-house. The officers will not let you empty your pockets, They will do it for you.” ir! **'Yes; you have refused my offer to extricate you from this scrape. I suppose you think that for your father’s sake I will not go to extremi- ties, but I owe it to society to give up a danger- ous criminal to justice. You are a dangerous criminal, because your outward conduct has been that of a gentleman and an honorable young man, and you can thus the more easily deceive unsuspecting people, as hitherto you haye me,” As he spoke, the doctor crossed the room to the telephone and rung up the Central Office. With the receiver to his ear he waited for the answer, while his glance roved around the room mechanically. Dick had eropeed into the chair before the desk and buried his face in his hand. He knew that his innocence could be proved when the proper time came. Suddenly a thought struck him. “Doctor, who was in this room when you went out? Norah said there was some one here with you when she came to fetch you to ban- dage my head, but she did not notice who it was. She was too much excited about me.” Dr. Horne dropped the receiver with a jerk, and whistled softly. ; ‘‘ Dick, perbaps I may be mistaken after all. That young fellow that pitched the game yes- terday—Double-Curve Dan, as they called him —was here. I left him in that chair when I went out.” * Double-Curve Dan?” “e Yes.” ‘** He is not a thief.” “Hey-day! What d’ye mean?’ Do you think $50,000 walked away by itself, and that it broke open the drawer to let itself out? Why isn’t that fellow the thief? It lies between him and ou, and since he has vanished, and you are Dick Scott, there isn’t much doubt in my mind. I beg your pardon, Dick, for suspecting you for an instant,’ : ‘*‘Suspecting Dan Manly is as bad,” replied Dick, doggedly. ‘* Oh, docther, dear! Docther!” Norah O’Connor, breathless, rushed into the room, and clinging to Dr. Horne, panted and shook her head violently, and could say no more, The irascible old gentleman took the girl by re shoulders and shook her till her teeth rat- t ‘Oh, docther!” “There, there! I beg your pardon; sit down. I don’t know what I am doing,” said the doctor, as he pushed her into a chair, and hastily pour- ed some brown fluid from a bottle into a wine- glass. ‘“ There, drink that.” ** Phwat—is—it?” panted Norah. isn’t p’ison, now, is it?” ‘¢ Drink it!” was all he answered. The girl did as she was told, and the liquid seemed to assist her in recovering her breath. ‘*Now, what do you want?” ‘Oh, docther—Mr. Dick—two men kim to the house beyant, an’ sez, sez they—‘ We want to see Misther Dick.’ ‘He be out,’ sezI. ‘We must see him,’ sez they. ‘You can’t,’ sez I. ‘Phwere is his room? sez they. ‘On the third story, but it’s none o’ yer business,’ sez I, ‘We want summat: outer it,’ sezthey. ‘The deuce yedo! If yer donot go away this instant, Pll call the po-lice,’ sez I. ‘We want a black sachel,’ sez they.” ‘ ‘“ A black sachel, did you say?” interrupted Dick, eagerly. “Faith I did. That's phwat they said,” re- turned Norah, ‘‘ Rut let me finish me shtory.” ‘““ Yes, go on, for gracious sake, and let’s get to the end of your infernal sez they and sez I,” put in Dr. Horne, testily. ‘“ Well, as I wuz a-sayin’, they asked for a black sachel, phwat we call carpet-bags in the ould counthry—I guess ’cause they are niver made of carpet—” ‘““Get on with your yarn,” interrupted the doctor, whose patience was quite gone, “Yes, tell us about the black sachel,” added Dick Scott. j ‘“*T told ’em they couldn’t go up ther stair wid- out they walked over the corpse of me, an’ wi that one of ’em, a phwisky-drinkin’ kind of man, wid a big red nose, and phwiskers all around the gob of him, give mea shove that knocked me off me feet.” Norah stopped to fan herself with ber apron. The recollection of the shove overcame her. ‘* Well, well? Go on!” from Dr. Horne. ‘‘ Thin they both rin up the shtairs, wid me a- peltin’ after em. They got into the room, and, divin’ under the bed, they brung out the black bag that you took from the American—” She stopped and put her hand over her mouth. ‘¢ What's that?” asked Dr. Horne, looking from one to the other. ‘“‘T don’t know,” faltered Dick Scott, as for the first time be seemed afraid to meet the doc- tor’s eye. ‘‘Thin,” went on Norah, recovering herself, “they made a jump for the stairs, and d’ye know thim blayguards actooally got clean away wid the sachel. Oh, my, to think that robbers should break into the house the very fu’st day I wag there. I wisi I'd stayed at the hotel, so I o!” The girl was evidently in real distress, the more so as she realized that she had perha harmed the young man to whose family she owed the fact that she was prospering in America instead of starving in the old cabin in Ireland. “Oh! What’s that?’ suddenly exclaimed the doctor, with a little shriek, as he put his hand to his face. ‘‘Sometbing bit me on the cheek, It’s some of those confounded boys out there in the vacant lot. It is always the way, A gen- tleman cannot even have his windows open on a July morning without some of those young ras- cals throwing stones into the room, It’s a dis- grace to the cify—with the the State capital building witbin a stone’s throw, too. Hang me if I do not have a hill, introduced into the next session of the Legislature making ‘ beaneys,’ catapults and things of that kind unlawful, y ” “Sure it ‘Oh, docther. here’s some paper ‘round the shtone!” cried Norah, interrupting the old gen- tleman’s tirade. As she spoke, she picked from the floor an ob=
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——o ess , ject that looked like a dirty paper ball, but which contained a pebble to give it weight. ‘¢ Let me see it.” Dr. Horne took it from her, opened it, and found a scrap of letter-paper, upon which a few words were scrawled with a pencil. The old gentleman spread the paper on his desk and carefully adjusted his spectacles, Dick watching him impatiently the while, Then he deliberately read: “Tf you desire to know who robbed you this morning, be at the third telegraph pole from the end of the railroad trestle bridge on the river shore at midnight, and bring with you the person known as Double-Curve Dan—lut no ove else, as you value your life. ‘This is business. StrRaicaT Trp.” ‘“P. §.—We shall show a black bag in evidence. Ask R. 8.” “The murtherin’ blayguards!” was Norah O’Connor’s comment, “ What do you think of this, Dick?” asked the doctor, turning thescrap of paper over and over in his band with a puzzled air. ‘*T think that you had better go.” ‘‘ T¢ I can find Double-Curve Dan,” remarked the doctor doubtfully, as he read the note over again to himself. *¢ You will find him,” assured Dick, “Think so?” “T am sure of it,” was the confident reply. “10m!” grunted Dr. Horne. CHAPTER VIIL, OUT ON THE FLY. IT may be wondered, that during the proceed- ings of the last chapter, neither Dr. Horne, Ricbard Scott nor Norah O'Connor noticed that the ‘‘ long cabinet” was occupied. The fact was that all were too much engaged with the other matters that demanded their at- tention to notice the cabinet, or even look at it. The only time that there was any likelihood of it being observed, was when Dr. Horne stood at the telephone with his ear to the receiver, and then, it will be remembered, an observation by Dick Scott made him leave the instrument with- out even hanging up the receiver, so that it still dangled when the mysterious message was thrown through the window, But how were Dan Manly and Clara Horne faring inside? When the girl was thrown in by the two bur- glars she fell plump upon the detective, who was squeezed, half on the chair and half into a corner. There was not room to stand upright in the cabinet, except behind the chair, and there the space-was so small that any one but a very thin person stood a chance of being pain- fully squeezed when the door was closed. Clara was so dazed by the sudden attack of Slicker and her confinement,iu the cabinet that it was not until Dan spoke to her reassuringly that she realized where she was, ‘Don’t be afraid, The situation is an awk- ward one, but your father will release us as soon as he comes into the room, It seems to be im- possible for us to get out by our own exertions,” “Yes; a hundred men could not push that door open unless the lever is raised. And yet there is not a bolt or lock aboutit, It is all done by atmospheric pressure.” a j ba interesting, indeed; but T would rather admire it from the outside,” observed Dan, with a smile, J The girl had edged herself around s0 that she stood partly behind the chair, while the detec- tive leaned over the arm on the otherside. They could see into the room only from the front and part of the sides, and as the doorway of the room was at the back of the cabinet they could only conjecture that Slicker and Barker had taken their departure, It is needless to say that, shut in as they were by the thick steel door, and double plate-glass, not a sound from the room outside penetrated to their strange prison. They saw Dick Scott, Dr. Horne, and Norah O’Connor come in, and guessed from their ges- ticulations, about the nature of their conversa- tion. ‘* My father actually suspects Dick of robbing him,” murmured Clara, sadly, ‘The idea of such a thing.” ‘* Perhaps not,” said Dan, encouragingly. “Ves, he does. Ican tell from the way he is throwing bis arms, as well as from the expres- sion of Dick’s face, poor fellow.” The detective did not reply, but he smiled significantly. He saw the reason of the girl’s deep interest in the young man, and was not at a surprised by ber naive admission a moment ter: a Dick Scott and I are engaged to be mar- The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. ee OOSNSSSaDaM—m—w—=—=—=—™=—™™>' a — ** Don’t you think it is getting rather close in here?” he asked, without replying to her little burst of confidence, ‘*T don't know,” she answered, carelessly. She was rather offended because her important communication had so little effect upon her companion. She forgot that young ladies being engaged to young gentlemen was not at alla new thing in the history of the world, and that Dan Manly had probably known many engaged couples in the course of his life. The detective was looking closely at the inte- rior mechanism of the cabinet, and had squeezed himself with some difficulty upon the seat of the chair, so that, standing up in a partly-doubled attitude, he could bring his eyes close te the top of the cabinet, Clara, for the first time, looked fairly at him. Notwithstanding that the cabinet was in the shadow, she recognized him, now that she looked at him, as the wonderful pitcber who had done so much toward bringing victory to the club of her native city on the day before. She had, of course, witnessed the game, but had, with sev- eral of her girl friends, left the grand stand at its conclusion, not waiting for her father, who was accustomed to go down into the field to talk to the players, and who did not think it proper for his daughter to accompany him on such ex- peditions, Like most American girls, Clara was a great admirer of the national game, and she always insisted upon seeing every match that was played in Albany. She had greatly enjoyed ths match between the Diamond Stars and tbe Albanys, and she considered Double-Curve Dan’s ‘'slide” to the home plate a feat worthy of golden record. Now that she found herself shut vp in a little box only a few cubic feet in size, with the won- derful pitcher, she felt she was indeed in an ad- veuture well spiced with romance. Tbe controversy between her father and Dick was still in progress, but neither she nor Dan could do anything to attract their attention, The glass was double, and a tapping on the in- side glass would be inaudible in the room. As for the top and the steel door, they were thickly padded with dark plush, as was the chair. No opportunity anywhere to give a signal to the outside world, Dick was pushing at the top to see if per- chance it could be raised, He had found a set of hinges along one side of it, indicating that it was a sort of *‘lid” that could be lifted up by those having the trick of it, He either had not tbe trick of it, or it required something more than a trick to move it, for it remained as solid as a rock, in spite of all his exertions. He was in a profuse perspiration, and his breath was coming in short gasps, the result as much of his struggles to push up the top of the cabinet as the lack of oxygen in the atmospbere. “The air is getting foul, I am afraid,” re- marked the girl, now, as she began to feel an oppression on her head such as is always caused by being confined in a small apartment with- out ventilation. ‘©T suppose the doctor never intended it to contain more than one person at a time, and he bas arranged the atmosphere to suit the breath- ing of that one person,” answered Dan, thought- ae “Well, we must do something, or we shall be suffocated.” He put his face close to the window, but it was impossible to attract the attention of the doctor. He was deeply engrossed with Dick, and was not looking at the cabinet at all. _ The air was nowrapidly getting worse. Hav- ing begun to lose its healthful properties, the inmates of the cabinet noticed the inconvenience more surely than at first. ¢ ‘*T can hardly breathe,” gasped Clara. ‘‘ This is awful,” Dan did not answer, He was convinced that there must be some means of providing against such a contingency as the present, when, in the accidental absence of the doctor, the patient in- side would be able torelieve himself from the ef- fects of the confined air, Suddenly he uttered a little cry of satisfac- tion, and simultaneously the girl felt as if the weight had been lifted from her head and she drew a deep breath. ‘* What have you done?” she asked, as she drank in long draughts of the air that seemed to come sweeter every moment. The detective was standing upon the chair- seat, with his hand thrust through a small open- ing in the top of the cabinet. He looked down at her with a smile of exul- tation. “I thought thers must be something of the kind for ventilation,” he said, ‘* This isa rather complicated arrangement, but it purifies the atmosphere inside,’ In truth it was complicated. A space about four inches square, secured by an air-tight glass cover, or trap, and held in place by a small brass button, gave access to an air-chamber that was in turn inclosed by another and larger one. Thus the air was thoroughly filtered be- fore it reached the interior of the cabinet, and could be *‘ medicated” at will by the doctor to suit the condition of the patient, ; The girl here seized a cord that ran down the side of the cabinet, and that being of the cam » color as the plush padding, and following a groove from the top,,had hitherto escaped the notice of the detective as well as herself. Pulling the cord,it wes found that it oper- ated the trap that Dan bad pushed open with his hand, so that the patient could sit in the chair and raise the trap when he found the-at- mosphere difficult*to breathe. “Funny we did not notice that before,” ob- served the detective, as he still fumbled at the trap with his hand, ‘‘ Well, 1 am glad we bave found it now. If we could only attract papa’s attention we should soon be out. But that seems impossible. And —there is Norah, too. What is she talking about? Sbe seems terribly excited over some- thing.” Dan never ceased his operations on the lid of the cabinet, and bis response to Clara Horne’s last remark was to push up another section of the lid, which after being raised a little seemed to swing clear of some contrivance that held it in place, and dropped inside on a binge. “ Well, I shall learn all about the arrange- ment of this affair, if nothing else,” observed the detective, coolly, as be looked down at Clara with a comical smile. But there seems to be lids and traps up here without number.” A cloud of dust had fallen when the detective lowered the lid, and Clara’s face was frescoed with it. The detective could hardly be recog- nized on account of the dirt be bad gathered during bis explorations. He was tugging now ata large black china knob that be bad discovered in one corner. He pulled with all bis might, when he was checked by acry from the girl. The chair was moving toward the front of the cabinet, and she was being violently crushed against the thick plate-glass by the arms of the chair, The knob controlled the movement of the chair, and bad nothing to do with the open- ing of the lid, as be had hoped it had. The detective hastily moved the knob back again and released the girl from ber uncom- fortable position, Then he went assiduously to i i to discover a means of opening the upper id, If the knob was to move the chair, be argued, it must be accessible from the outside of the cabinet, and he pushed and pulled at every pro- jection and adjunct to the lid that ke could see, At last! A modest piece of copper wire that he bad discovered among the intricacies of bolts, knobs, screws and buttons by the merest acci- dent, and which ran through a smail eyelet-hole to the back of the cabinet, had struck bim as being something unusual. He put his finger on it, and with the slightest pressure a portion of the lid went up, disclosing an opening some three feet square. So nicely balanced was this trap that it remained just where it was placed, without going either up or down. Dan put his foot on the back of the chair, and poked bis head through the hole. It was at this moment that the paper was thrown through the window, and ke watched, with perbaps excusable interest, the subsequent proceedings. He saw the doctor read the note, heard the words of it, and then ‘listened to the colloquy that ensued between Dick Scott and the doctor. ‘‘ What are they doing?” asked Clara from below. ‘* Why don’t you speak to them, and tell them to let us out?” ‘““T beg your pardon,T will, But it was so amusing to hear them talking about—” ‘* You perhaps forget that it is not amusing te me, since 1 cannot hear their conversation,” in- terrupted the girl, stiffly. “True, Ahem!” He ejaculated this last word with tremendous emphasis, and Dr, Horne started. ‘* What's that?” exclaimed the doctor, looking in every direction but tbe right one. ‘A peddler in the street, I guess,” said Dick, looking toward the open window. “ There is a vacant lot out there, and peddlers do not come there—only mysterious letter- throwers,” answered the doctor, ** Perhaps it was the cat,” bazarded Norah,
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Dr. Horne frowned down this proposition so promptly, that Norah was abashed, and did not venture to repeat it. ‘‘ Ahem!” repeated Dan, louder than before, The doctor saw him. ‘* Bless my soul! from?” Dan silently pointed with his finger downward into the interior of the cabinet, With a look of intense astonishment, Dr. Horne wheeled a small table to the side of the cabinet, and the detective, dropping lightly upon it, and thence to the ground, said quietly: ‘* Miss Clara is in that thing, Uadn’t you better let her out? In the mean time, let me remark that I shall be ready to keep the ap- pointment with you and Straight Tip at mid- night.” ** I said you would find him!” observed Dick, quietly. ‘* It seems to me that he found: himself,” re- torted Dr. Horne, as he opened the back door of the cabinet, and let his daughter out, Where did you come CHAPTER IX. A CLOSE GAMBE,, Ir was twelve o’clock at night, and the heat of the last few days had been followed, naturally enough, by a thunder-storm that extended all over that part of New York State in which Al- bany was situated. The rain came down in sheets, while the light- ning cast a vivid glare over the river from one side to the other, and made an awful dissolving view of the elements, from darkness to light, and back again. The wind whistled along the track, over the big trestle-bridge, and among the bushes and shivered rocks, as if it enjoyed the night, and were triumphing over the gentle breeze that had dallied with the July sunlight for the past week, The lights of the depot twinkled as the wind made its way through the cracks of the lanterns and blew the gas about, and an occasional street lamp could be distinguished here and there by any one standing on the track of the Hudson River Railroad at the end of the trestle furthest from the city. It might be doubted whether any one would be at such a spot on suchanight. But there were two people. It was not easy to distinguish their features, even if it had been daylight, for both were wrapped to the eyes in rubber overcoats, the collars of which met the slouch hats that were pulled well down to protect them as much as ——_ be from the weather. Umbrellas they bad none, for the wind would have blown them inside out or forced their owners into the river that ran turbulently below. ‘* If we do find out who committed the robbery, I think we shall have paid pretty dearly for the information,” grumbled one of the two way- farers in the petulant tones of Dr. Horne. “It is not a very pleasant night to be out, doctor, Iadmit. But Ihave had plenty of ad- ventures of this description. Did I ever tell oo of the night I was thrown into the East iver, and—” Double-Curve Dan—for it was he—evinced such a decided determination to tell a story that the doctor threw up his hands in horror, as he wailed: ‘‘ Dan, I prithee do not begin to relate adven- tures to me now. We have enough on hand, without going back into your previous history. The detective Jaughed. He rather enjoyed such an experience as the present, for danger was the spice of life that suited his temperament eer ‘* Where on earth 1s the third telegraph pole from the end of the tridge? I can’t see any- thing but rain. I suppose the best thing will be to waddle along the track until we find one. I don’t know what else we can do,” ** T suppose so.” ** Oh, you suppose so,do you?” was the doctor’s 5 Secoagge rejoinder, ‘* A nice position for Doctor orne, isn’t it, The idea of a reputab‘e prac- titioner prowling about a railroad trestle in the dark, and rain and thunder and lightning, when he might be comfortable in his own parlor, or better still in bed, The first thing we know, we shall find ourselves under arrest for stealing coal, or railroad spikes, or on a charge of wreck- ing atrain. The whole business is disgraceful. Confound Straight Tip, whoever he is, I wish he had never come into my laboratory with his thievish fingers and mysterious notes, { hate mystery, anyhow,” ‘ Well, I don’t know, I—” commenced Dan, The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. when he was startled by a smothered yell from the doctor. “Ow! Ow!” ‘* What's the matter?” ‘“‘ Matter? Confound it! I’ve run into a post.” A flash of lightning, lasting for a second or so, illumined the scene and showed to Dan the form of Dr. Horne resting against a telegraph pole, while he fumbled inside his coat for his hand- kerchief. ‘‘-Y ou found the pole, eh, doctor?” Dr. Horne was too disgusted to reply at once. He dragged at his inner coat pocket and brought forth the yellow silk handkerchief that he always carried, and wiped his face. He had banged his nose against the pole in the dark, and he felt certain tnat his face was covered with blood. Another flash of lightning enabled him to see that the yellow silk handkerchief did not show anything worse than dirty water that he had rubbed from his countenance in wide streaks, ‘‘ Hallo! What’s that?’ broke from Dan, as he walked up to the pole and reached for some- thing over the doctor’s bead. ‘* No use asking me. I don’t know anything,” grumbled his companion. The detective pulled from the pole a piece of foided paper that had been secured in a sliver of the wood, The storm now had reached a pitch of terrific fury, and the tall pole bent beneath the force of the wind until it cracked again. The river wa- ter, lashed in foam-capped waves, roared at their feet and splashed up on the track, Under the trestle,a few hundred yards from where they stood, there was a turmoil of splashing and thumping that told of the escape of boats from their moorings and the wreck of sheds and tim- ber from the wharves that were now mingling in a wild battle, and were being smashed to pieces against the great poles of the bridge. “This may be another letter from Straight Tip for all I can tell,” roared the detective, as the ductor and he stepped a little from the shel- ter of the swaying pole and found that their — in ordinary tones, were almost inaud- ible. ** I don’t care if it is from Mephistopheles him- self,” was the doctor’s sulky reply, which, how- ever, the detective could not hear. Flash after flash of red and blue lightning threw an awful glare along the track, and en- abled Dan to see a little recess in the rock on the inside of the track. Into this recess he dragged the doctor, and turning his face to the bac of the little haven, he unfolded the note and pro- tected it from the rain with his person, ““What is the use of a letter in the dark?” growled the doctor, ‘‘No use at all. But I always carry the tools of my trade when on a professional expedition, as I consider this is,” answered Dan, cheerfully, as he produced a small bull’s-eye lantern, witha powerful reflector. He turned the light upon the paper and read: ‘* Walk toward the trestle. My i ‘6 Walk toward the trestle,” growled the doc- tor. “* Why, confound his impudence! We have just been walking away from the trestle at his command. Does he think we have nothing to do but to trot up and down the tracks of a rail- road in a thunder storm at midnight to satisfy his caprice? I believe the whole affair is a hoax.” ‘T do not,” declared the detective, quietly, as he put the paper away'in his pocket in company with the lantern, The two men buttoned their waterproofs, sere down their bats over their eycs, and, with an Manly in the lead, left the recess and plod- ded in the direction of the trestle, The storm still maintained its fury, and they had to bend their beads and fairly butt their way through the wind and rain that disputed with them every inch of the road, ‘Here we are,” shouted Dan, at last, as he turned around and allowed his words to be blown into the doctor’s ear, ‘* Here is the be- ginning of the trestle.” ‘Well, and what now?” the doctor tried to say, but the wind sent his voice down bis throat, and he could only gasp and grimace convul- sively. Dan tried to penetrate the darkness in the ex- pectation of secing the writer of the note, whom he conjectured to be either Slicker or Barker. “Ts your pistol all right?” he asked, putting his face close to that of the doctor, Dr. Horner was not disposed to strain his voice again, so he nodded emphatically by way of answer and tapped the right outside pocket of his coat, which was covered by a large flap. line of thing that The men I expect. we shall meet will very likely mean murder if “Good! We may-need it. they cannot do without it.” ‘© Pleasant!” muttered the doctor, throat, “So be prepared. But do not shoot unless you are obliged. ‘This isa job in which brains will tell more than brute force.” ’ Standing to windward of his companion, as he was, 1t was easy for Dan to make bis voice heard by the doctor, thouga difficult to get an answer. This did not matter, however, for the detective, being in charge of the expedition, only wanted to know that his directions were wntleestoods “Ah! What’s that?” exclaimed Dan, five minutes later. : He had walked upon the trestle, going slowly toward the depot, with the doctor close at his heels, when he heard, or rather felt, an ominous thumping. : . The doctor was now by his side, and, being close to him, could make himself beard by speaking at the top of his voice. “ Tt’s a train coming!” he roared. “Yes, Coming out from the depot.” *“¢ Thunder!” “We are on the outward-bound track.” *» Let us go back.” ‘¢ We haven’t time, track.” “ee How 7 ‘“‘ Jump!” was the laconic reply. The two tracks, laid on ties from twelve to eighteen inches apart, were separated from each other by a space of about five feet, while far be- low theriver roared and tumbled in black awful- ness, To jump from one track to the other was a feat that would be none too easy in the day- light. Now, at night, with the wood slippery with water, and the wind blowing a tempest, it seemed to Dr. Horne that it must be certain death, Dan, too, did not feel comfortable over their situation. A flash of lightning for a seccnd showed him the wet ties and the sbining rails, while a glimpse of the brown, muddy waters of the river under his feet seemed to be afforded him involuntarily. And now tbe thump,thump of the approach- ing train was more and more distinct, as a long light from the locomotive head-lantern was thrown along the track on which they stood. The situation was terrible. But the flash of lightning showed Dan some- inigbt give them a chance, On a very wide tie, the end of which was exactly opposite, on the other track, was a pile of fine sand, such as is used to prevent locomotive wheels slipping when the brakes are hard down and the rails greasy. There had evidently been a bad slide at this spot not long before—a very natural thing, consi ering the state of the weather—and the locomotive had dropped sand very freely to enable it to contrc] its speed. d Without hesitation Dan jumped, his feet strik- ing the sand on the wide tie, and stopping short, This was what he bad anticipated. The great danger was that he might slip. “Now, doctor!” he bawled. “Steady, and jump as you never jumped in your life before!” Dr. Horne did not try to answer. The lene of light from tke steadily approaching engine was very near now, and the clang of the bell, which the fireman who had just seen him, was ringing with all his might, nearly deafened bim. “Jump! For your life! Jump!” repeated Double-Curve Dan, desperately. One look over his shoulder at the engine that was nearly upon him and Dr. Horne precipitated himself across the chasm, ; His feet alighted on the edge of the tie, and then, wildly struggling to get a firm foothold, he felt himself falling!” ** Dan!” he cried, in agony. But there was uo occasion for him to shout. Hardly had he realized that his jump was a fail- ure, when a strong band clutched his coat at the shoulder, and he found bimself dragged across the wet ties and rails, while the train on the other track thundered by like a spirit of evil baffled in its prey. : Dr. Horne was in a very decided state of ex- haustion, and for a second or so he lay where he had fallen, to recover himself. He bitterly re- gretted now that be had taken any notice of the anonymous note, He would rather have lost twice $50,000 than have found bimself in such a predicament as the present. “ Not hurt, eb, doctor?” asked Dan. “No, but it is a wonder,” grunted the doctor, ungraciously. He blamed the detective for get- ting bim into such a scrape. in his We must get on the other
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The train on the other track, a freight, was still passing when Dan, after assisting his com- panion to his feet, suddenly grasped his wrist with a vise-like clutch, as he listened intently, with his eyes fixed upon the black darkness be- Sia the trestle from which they had come. ‘hen he made a hasty movement forward, still holding the doctor’s hand, ““What is it?’ howled Dr. Horne. ‘ You are crushing the bones of my wrist!” In tones that, while firm, would have be- trayed to any one less excited than Dr. Horne was at that time the agitation of the speaker, Double-Curve Dan shouted in his ear: ** Another train coming!” Thunder! Where?” “Coming in on this track. Itis just around the curve at the end of the trestle,” ‘* What shall we do? Jump again?” “Wecan’t. This long freight train will bo in the way. It is slacking up now, and is very likely going to run up and down the trestle for ten minutes or so, putting on new cars and so forth.” **But what are we to do?” shrieked Dr, Horne, to whose ear the thumping of another train, with the clanging of its locomotive bell, party now plainly audible. ‘‘What shall we do Dan tried to look up and down. but the black darkness was impenetrable. The trestle ran across an arm of the river, and there was no- where to go except from one track to another, At this moment the headlight of the incoming locomotive rounded the curve, and the train, at @ good pace, bore down upon them, CHAPTER X. A DEAD BALL. Let us go back to Richard Scott. When Double-Burve Dan and Clara Horne were found in the cabinet, and explanations followed about the two burglars who had stolen money from the doctor’s drawer, there was a general exclama- tion of surprise. * Phuy, sure an’ wasn't that the shpalpeen as thried to kiss me in front of the American Hotel the noight afore the last wan,’’said Norah. “I wuz only going to shtay there wan more day, an’ I think I moight have been left alone for that toime.” *“And what did you do to the fellow? Isuppose he = the worst of it,’’ laughed the doctor. ‘““Indade he did, sorr, but not frim me. Faith, wasn’t there a yoong mon up in wan uv the rooms, an’ didn’t he throw a base-ball so that it hit me Sen tienan in the oye?” - * An’ afterwards didn’t I foind out that the mon that throwed the ball was me fri’nd here, Dooble- Coorve Dan, as they call him?’ Dan shook his head modestly but Norah insisted. “No, I will sp’ake, for it’s the truth Oi’m tellin’ ez. An’ I m’ane to say that he’s a foine lad, an’ aith if Oi warn’t engaged to a dacentb’ye in the ould counthry I’d sit me cap at him, so I would.” There was a general laugh at this outspoken de- elaration but Norah was evidently in earnest and cared nothing for the mirth of her listeners, ** And now, Mr. Dick, I guess a better be gittin’ mean for your father wants to spake wid yez, I ow. This brought Dick'to himself, and reminded him that though he had been proved innocent of the robbery of his father’s oldest friend, Dr. Horne, he was still involved in crime with men of the lowest stamp, who would be likely to betray him at any moment. “ Doctor Horne, don’t you think I might venture to go with you to meet those fellows to-night?” he asked hesitatingly, as he prepared to go. ‘*No,” put in Dan Manly, decidedly. Then, with a bow to the doctor and his daughter, he udded: “Doctor Horne, believe me I know who these men are that have written the note, and it will require careful management to prevent their getting the best of you.” _ “Danger!” cried ,Clara, whose quick ears had caught the word. ‘*Do you think it will be danger- ous for papa?”’ “Tdo not,’’ replied Dav, with another smile. ‘TI will engage to bring him back safely. That is,” cor- g himself, ‘‘as faras human care can insure such a result.” “Besides, my dear, your father is not quite a baby, and perhaps he may be able to take care of himself under ordinary circumstances,” observed the doctor, who did not care to ep peas, before his daughter as a helpless creature who could not be trusted alone, ‘*Fxactly, I counted considerably on your own reputation as a brave man,” returned Dan. his graceful compliment mcllified the doctor, and he said, with a wave of his band: r “Dan, throw open your coat, and show what you wear on your vest.” P Double-Curve Dan did so, and revealed the silver Giar that proclaimed him to be a member of the ew York Secret Service. “A detective!’ exclaimed Clara. “Oh, Howly Moses! Are ye wan of the saycret ee what ketches murdherers and sich?’’ said gi who was very much overcome by the revela- n. Dick Scott had known all along that his friend The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. aaa Dan was a detective, but he had not thought much about it until now, looking upon him more as a base- ball player, with phenomena] skill as a pitcher, than anything else, “You think I must not go, then?’ asked Dick. “IT do, decidedly,” replied Dan. “Then I give in. Doctor, do you remember that Icame here with you to get some medicine?” “*Gracious! So you did, of my head.” He pulled open the door of his book-case, and se- lected three bottles, from which he made up a pre- scription, tbat he handed to Dick, with the remark that it would settle his nerves, and relieve the pain in his head. ‘* All right, doctor,’’ answered Dick, as he ep to the other end of the room to exchange a few words with Clara, “ Halloa! Where's that bottle? Iam sure I put <4 in ; here. Surely those fellows would not steal that!’ ‘* But they would and they did,” put in Dan, “I saw them take it,” “* What good could it be to them?” ‘‘No good, perhaps, unless they wanted to de- stroy evidence of an attempted crime,” said Dan. ‘*No one would want to do that, except one of two ‘men,” answered Dr. Horce, glancing half-sus- piciously in the direction of Dick, who was in esrn- na “sachs ag with Clara, and did not observe the ook. ‘“‘ The man that took that bottle does, I presume, desire to destroy the evidence.” ““Then it must have been that—” “Sam Walker, Sign known ‘gs Slicker, the umpire of yesterday’s ball game, Yes, but not a word now, if you please. I'll explain later on,” an- swered Dan, in a low voice. Dr. Horne, mystified beyond expression, could only nod an acquiescence, and admit to himself — the game was getting altogether too deep for m. Norah sat with her mouth open, trying hard to comprehend the drift of the conversation, but un- successfully. A few more whispered words to Clara, and Dick Scott, with a ferewell to Dan and Dr. Horne, beck- oned to Norah, and left the house. “ A bright young man, that; but Iam no judge of physiognomy if he isn’t worried about something,” observed the doctor, ‘It would be strange if he were not, papa, after the way you treated bim half an hour ago,” rejoined Clara, with a little pout. ‘* My dear, your old father has beenin the world many years, and he is not over-surprised when those he would have trusted implicitly prove to be unwor- thy of his confidence.” he conversation was taking rather an unpleasant turn, Dan Manly thought, as he bade the doctor and his daughter good-morning, with a promise to be back at eleven o’clock in the evening, ready to start for the rendezvous on the railroad track at midnight. ‘*You say my father wants to see me, eh, Norah?” said Dick, as he walked around the corner to his own home. * Yis, soir, an’ faith, if yez will let me say so, he do be ina bad humor. Wid all the row Oi had wid that thafe who rinned up the shtairs, divil a wan of him kim out of his room to see phwat the ruction was, Lo Ah!” Dick Scott knew his father too well to be sur- pened at this, Mr. Richard Scott, Sr., was a digni- ed gentleman, who would not consider it his busi- ness if his house was on fire, provided it did not reach his own room. ‘Well, sir, what is the matter with your head?” asked a stern, well-preserved man of perhaps sixty years of age, as Dick, witha face almost as white as the bandage over his forehead, stood in the library of his father and waited tu be questioned. “Some rascal attacked me on the street, I i pose for purposes of robbery, but I escaped with nothing more than a broken head.” “Fim! Respectable!" “But, father, I could not help it. I didn’t want to be knocked down and stunned, or—"’ “There, that will co,” interrupted the other, im- atiently. “It is a very strange thing, though, hat you will persist in getting into scrapes contin- ually, : SpaTAS, me and—and—inconveniencing ourself. ‘4 Dick shrugged his shoulders. His father was evidently annoyed about something, and was pre- pared to find fault with everybody and everything, ‘*Ts there anything that cos want me to do, father?” he asked, submissively. “Yes, thereis. A quantity of unset diamonds—” Dick started. *“ What’s the matter? Cold? You had bettershut the window. Young men nowadays have such miserable constitutions that they are just as likely to shiver in July as in January,” “No, father, Iam not cold. Why the temperature in this room is over eighty at least,” “I should think so—ninety-two, according to this thermometer on my table. Put never mind about that. There are unset diamonds, brought to Al- bany by a young man, Danicl Manly, 1 think his name is,” Here he took aletter from the table in front of him, and referred to it, with the top of a penholder running down the lines, : Yes, Manly; that’s right. I believe, by the way, I have heard of him in connection with base-ball in Albany, but I never saw him, that I am aware of.” That is right, father. He is a ball-player. He All this shaking up I've had in the last half-hour completely knocked it out 1i isa member of the Albany Club now. He has a double-curve that makes him a terror in the pitcher’s box, and—”’ Dick grew enthusiastic as he told of Dan’s ability, but his father interrupted him, coldly: “Well, this is not the time for dissertations upon base-ball. These diamonds are consigned to me for safe-keeping by acustomer of mine in New York, a lady, who thinks, wisely, that the bank of Scott, Golden & Co., is as safe a depository as she can find anywhere.” ; Dick Scott’s breath camo and went in short, quick gasps. This was a revelation to him that he would never have suspected in his wildest dreams. ** Well. father?’ “This Dan Manly has not come.” ** When did you expect him?” “‘This morning. That is, the 28d of July—the day on which the diamonds were to reach me.” “Tt is not noon yet. He may be here before long,”’ faltered Dick. ‘Here's a gintleman to see you, sorr,” broke in Norah, as she unceremoniously opened the door and entered the room. ** Who is it?” ‘““He sez his name is Manly, sorr.” Then, in a stage whisper to Dick Scott, “Sure, it’s Double- Curve Dan himself, ef you’ll bel’ave me.” “Show him up,’’? commanded the banker. “ Father, Dll go, if you don’t want me,” said Dick, as he moved toward the door. “But I do want you. Stay where you are, I have something very important for you to do.” The young man put his hand to his wounded head, He felt : s if he could not bear any more excitement? ‘*Oh, my trouble is more than I can bear,” he eg “Tl confess all.” Then, aloud: ‘ Father, “*Good-morning, Mr. Scott, broke in the cheery voice of Dan Manly, as the young detective stood in the doorway. ‘‘You do not know me. I presume, but I am very familiar with your appearance. One of the most prominent men in Albany, of course—"* “There, there!” interrupted Mr. Scott, Sr. ‘‘Let us get to business.” A thorough man of the world, if there was any- thing the banker detested it was the slightest sus- picion ox flattery. The detective saw this, and taking the chair pointed to by Mr. Scott, he took out a ncte-book, and referred to it for a minute, while Mr. Scott sat patiently back in his arm-chair, waiting until his visitor was ready to speak. As for Dick, he was the picture of abject misery. He felt that it was only a question of a few minutes when his crime would be exposed, and then— He could not think any further. He felt that his crime was known to the world, and that the hour of retri- bution had come. Bitterly he was expiating the evil into which he had, step by step, been led. His conscience was an avenging demon, from whom there was no escape. Dan at last, with his note-book in his hand, ad- dressed himself to the banker: ‘Mr. Scott, I was sent from New York, on the 2ist of July, with unset diamonds of the value of $10,000, the property: of Miss Eugenia Bulger, to be put in the hands of Richard Scott, Erq., of the firm of Scott, Goulden & Co., bankers, of Albany.” “Yes,” acquiesced Mr. Scott, nodding his head aed as the detective proceeded. “The diamonds I carricd with me in a black sachel,’’ continued Dan. “ Howly saints!” muttered Norah O’Oonnor, who had taken the liberty of remaining in the room on the pretense of dusting. She was a special protcgee of Mr. Scott and his late wife, and had been in the family for a considerable time, until she had what she called a ‘fallin’ out’ with the banker, and went to the American Hotel for a few weeks. Now, that she had come back again, she resumed her familiar footing in the house naturally. “You carried them in a black sachel, eh? Well?® said the banker, quickly. Ps eg hotel, 1 put the sachel under my pillow, and—’ “Och! Look at Mr. Dick!” cried Norah, as she ran over to the young man. Dick looked at her wildly a moment, and then feli from his chair to the floor, in a deadly swoon. CHAPTER XI. A SLIDE. THR young man had liardly reached the floor when his father was at his side. ““What’s the matter, boy? What’sthe matter? If guess he must have been more badly hurt than I thought,”’ said the banker, anxiously, There was no trace of sternness in his voice now, for in hig heart of hearts, his own Dick was bis idol, though ha but seldom allowed his feelings to be seen. Dan brought a glass of water from the hydrant in a corner of a room behind a screen, and it took but a few seconds to revive the patient, and seat him, — and trembling, but otherwise recovered, on @ sofa. “Too much heat, eh, Dick?’ asked his father, 0 lees ““T guess youraced too much on that ball game yesterday, too.” “IT don’t know, father. Perhaps I had better go to my room and lie down.” “No, stay here, whereI can see you. I don’t care about trusting you by yourself, While you are so weak. If you are not well enough to listen to busi- ness, then Iwill not treuble you. But just sit still oe ase sofa while I finish my affair with Mr. Man« y. Dick bowed his head. He felt that things could not be much worse than they were, and he well face it out now as at any other time, might aa
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} +. .- 12 “Now, Mr. Manly,” proceeded the banker. Dan looked at Dick, and he hesitated. He saw that the young fellow was worked up to the highest sae of excitement, and though, as the reader nows, the diamonds were not ia the black sachel when it fell into Dick’s hands, the latter had never examined the receptacle, and he supposed that they were still there and in the possession of the men who had robbed his bedroom, ‘Go on, sir,’’ said the banker. Dan, with another commiserating glance at Dick, continued: ‘The diamonds were ina black sachel, but—I took them out before [ went to bed.” ‘** What?” cried Dick, starting up. “Sit down, Dick. You are as nervous 4s a girl,” observed his father, ** Faith, he’s nervouser than a gurl,” commented Norah. ‘That is, some grurls.”’ ** 1 took the diamonds out of the black sachel be- fore I went to bed, and put them in a safe place.” ** Where?” asked Dick, eagerly. *No matter. They were out of the reach of thieves, at all events, and, Mr. Scott, here they are. As he spoke, he crew & small flat leather case from asecret pocket insile his shirt, and laid it on the table, keeping his hand upon it, however. ‘How many are there?” asked the banker, with his eyes on the letter before him. “T will count them to you,” said Dan. “ThankHeaven!” ejaculated Dick, fervently. “What for, Dick? You seem to be in a very ateful state of mind about something,’’ observed is father, with a smile. Dan, who knew the cause of the pours fellow’s thankfulness, deliberately counted the stones upon eo sheet of white paper on the table, where they looked anytbing but brilliant, resembling pieces of dirty gum arabic more than anything else, as uncut diamonds have a way of doing. ‘*One, two,” counted Dan, going on until he had reached forty-two. “There they are, sir. The exact tally. Forty- two stones, of different sizes, worth asum total of ten thousand dollars, or thereabouts. And I am only too glad to get rid of them,” The banker pulled the paper toward him, and carefully counted the stones twice over himself, Then he wrapped them carefully in the white paper, wrapped that again in another sheet of white paper, putting the whole into a large envelope, which he proceeded to secure all around with sealing-wax stamping it with bis seal-ring, which he remoy from his finger for the purpose, replacing it careful- ly at the conclusion of the operation, Dan Manly, Dick, and Norah watched him oaeey) and cne of the three at least felt that he would rather see those stones in his father’s possession than have a for.une for himself. *T suppose you want a receipt?” observed the peter, og last, as he held the sealed envelope in his eft hand. “Yes, I suppose I had better have one,”’ answered an. * Faith, it’s meself that ’ud want a sealed and soigned receipt fer ’ach wan uv thim lovely sbtones,” remarked Nora, sotto coce. The banker, still holding the diamonds, carefully wrote an acknowledgment of their receipt, and told Norah to witness his signature. This involved a great expenditure of ink on Norah’s part, but her name, ‘‘ Norah O’Connor,”’ in bold letters that were by farthe most striking objects on the paper, was affixed at last, and Dan folded the paper and put it in the secret pocket from which he had taken the diamonds. ‘* Good-morning, Mr. Scott,’ he said, as he moved tuward the door. **Good-morning, sir. When do you return to New York?’ asked the banker. ~ Not until to-morrow.” “Well, convey ay respects to Miss Bulger, and tell her that I will take every care of her property.” * Very well, sir.’ The detective paused at the sofa upon which poor Dick sat, and giving the young man his hand, whis- pered softly: ‘*Dick, you had better trust me entirely, There is a check of yours out that must be got back.” “What? Do you--’” commenced Dick, falteringly. “T certainly do know all about it, know who holds it, and I know that if you will confide in me, we shall be abie to obtain it, and save you from—”’ “Yes, yes—I know. Do not say that word. I was mad with worry when Isignedit. I hardly realized that it was forgery. I—’’ “To-morrow morning, in my room at the Ameri- ean Hotel, at nine o’clock. You know where itis,” interrupted the detective, putting a significant in- flection upon the last sentence which made the + young man wince. The banker who was kneeling in front of his iron gafe in a corner of the room, looked over to the detective, and he said no more, but nodding once more to Dick and Norah, left the house. In another minute the diamonds were safely de- posited in the safe, and Mr. tcott, standing up, asked Dick how he felt, “Very much better, father, thank you.” “That is well. Now, litten. I want you to— Norah, I have nothing for you to do just now.”’ Norah was listening intently to the banker, who just mow became aware of the fact. She took the hint and went down stairs to the kitchen, The banker continued: P “I donot care about taking these stones during banking hours, and at the same time I donot want tbem in the house all night.’’. « “ Yea.” The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. ** About nine o’clock this evening when it will be quite dark, I want you to take the package to the es and put it in box E, in the big vault.’ * Yes. “You_ see, Thave reason to suppose that these diamonds have been watched ever since they left New York by parties who would not hesitate to murder me if they thought I was carrying them about my person.” Dick shuddered, as he thought what might have been the consequences if his father had interfered with Slicker Walker when the latter was after the pack sachel in that very house but a little time efore. ‘*You are right, father. It would not be safe for ou.”’ ** No, I do not think it would,” agreed the banker. “When shall I take the stones?” ‘They are safe enough where they are until it is time for you to take them in theevening. Come over here and I will show you the combination of the lock.” “Why can’t you open it yourself when you want to give me the diamonds?” ‘** Because I may not be here at the time, for one thing. Besides, I think my son is thoroughly de- serving of his father’s confidence.” Dick hung his head, How sincerely he wished he was. ‘Well, father, let it beas yousay. I will try and be worthy of your trust in this matter, at least,” he dee “All right, Dick, my boy. Comeand look at this,” was his father’s response. Mr. Scott was in a par- ticularly gocd humor now that he had got the affair of Mrs. Bulger’s diamonds off his mind. Besides, he loved his son, and he felt grieved over his weak state. He knelt down in front of the safe, and with his finzers on the knob, peg the combination, moving the knob as he did so. ‘*Piace it thus, you see, Dick.”* “ Yes. ” Whose face was that at the open window—a face in which evil tendencies were so plainly written that one could tell it for that of a man at enmity with the law atagiance? The face had been cautiously brought above the level of the window-sill, its owner standing on the roof of asummer kitchen, outside, and the eyes under the heavy brows were watching everything in the room just as Mr. Scott, the banker, knelt down in front of the safe. The face was that of Slicker Walker. When the banker began to explain the combina- tion of the safe to his son, the eyes of the eaves- dropper glistened. He listen eagerly to Mr. Scott’s next words: ‘* Having put the two 2’s in a line, you makes four turns to the right to the 4, three to the left to the 1,a turn to the left again, two to the right, and—there it is.’’ The door swung — and the eager glance of Slicker rested upon the small inner drawer in which the diamonds were placed, and which, indeed, the banker pointed out to his son as their hiding-place. ** Do you understand it, Dick?” ‘*T am not quite sure, father.” “ Weil, I'll do it over again for you, then.” Accordingly the banker went over the combina- tion again andagain. Then Dick tried it success- fully, and assured his father that he remembered “ Allright, then. Well, come in here a little be- fore nine and get the diamonds, and take them to the bank. It is possible that I may be here. If so I can give them to you. Otherwise, you know the combination and can take them yourself.” “Very well, father.” * And, now, lie down on that sofa, and rest your- self till lunch time. You don’t look well. I’m afraid that fellow who gave you the crack on the head, hurt you more than we thought. You are as white as a ghost, And yet Il suppose if there was a eas match this afternoon you would want to go, eh?” Dick smiled faintly. “IT dare say, father.” “Ah! Well, itis a good thing that there is not a game inlay so you can just lie still.” Slicker, at the window, listened attentively to the conversation, while a triumphant grin lighted up his countenance, Suddenly, Mr. Scott who had turned around from the sofa upon which Dick had thrown himself, look- ed full in the face of Slicker. The latter was so much astonished that he could only return Mr. Scott’s astounded stare, and for perhaps half a minute neither made any movem-nt, Then the banker walked slowly to his table, his eyes riveted upon those of Slicaer, who still hung to the window-sill, supporting himself upon the sloping roof of the Kitchen, Mr. Scott put his hand in a drawer in the table, and withdrawing it with a quick motion, presented a pistol at the evil face at the window and pulled the trigger. But too late! Slicker divined his intention as his hand stole to the drawer, and ere the shot could be eas he had ducked his head below the window- Sill, “What is that, father?” cried Dick, springing to his feet in bewilderment. For answer the banker fired another shot ata large broad-brimmed hat that was just in sight at the window with the effect of the hat disappearing as if some one had pulled the string. * Whatis it? What is it?” asked Dick, eagerly. ** Who is it?” “I don’t know what it is now, but I know what it soon will be—a dead rascal,’ answered the banker, xh Sal ek aes . & ; > : 4 ns # op TT ee) st. Ce the Oe a es \? tw MO ie ae ahi Bi" i hi eee kee SOMAG: eR OS naey as, pistol in hand, he;rushed toward the win- Ww. ow. ‘Stop, father, stop!” implored Dick, as he seized his father by the arm, and held him back. “Let go of my arm, Dick! Confound it! Do you suppose I will allow a fellow to break into my room before my very eyes?”’ He tore himself from his son’s grasp, and reached the window just in time to see a burly figure slide allof a heap down the sloping roof and drop to the ground. “There he goes!” yelled the banker, in a frenzy, as he blazed away again, But Slicker had reached _ the fence at the end of the yard by this time, ard clearing it at a bound, waved his broad-brimmed hat in defiance at the wrathful banker, and ran around the corner out of sight. “Well, confound his impudence!”’ muttered Mr, Scott, as he removed the empty cartridges from his revolver, and carefully tilling the three empty cham- bers, replaced the weapon in the drawer. : CHAPTER XII. A DOUBLE PLAY. Wuen the sheorates train threatened Dan and Dr. Horne with a death from which there was ep- arently no escape, the detective, for the first time, elt a tremor that was as near fear as that weakness ever reached him, As for Dr. Horne, now that he saw certain death, he prepared_to meet it as became aman, There was a good deal of solid stuff in the doctor. Thnmp! thump! thump! Clang! clang! Already the locomotive had reached the trestle, The engineer had just caught ve ge of the two figures on the bridge in the rain and wind, and push- ing the lever hard down, reversed his engine and whistled for brakes, The train on the other track had gathered up in speed, and was running smoothly on, the engineer having no inea of the tragedy about to take place on the track | y its side. Hastily ‘an looked through the gloom to where the red u.ht on the last car shone luridly through the rain far away on the bridge. Thump! thump! thump! Clang! clang! The locomotive, though its speed was considerably reduced by the efforts of the engineer and brake- men, aided by the air-brake, that was on full strength, was getting very close. “Only one thing to do!” shouted Dan, into the ear of the doctor, ** What is it?” “To drop into the river. Better to take our chances of drowning than be crushed to death under the wheels. Follow me!” Quickly he Jet himself down between two of the ties, intending to drop into the roaring waters thirty feet below, when to his joy, he found that his feet had found a resting-place just under the ties. There was no time for talk, The engine was so near that he could feel its hot breath, as the steam hissed from the cylinders on either side. He seized the doctor by ‘he ankles and pulled him down, all in a heap, between the ties. Hardly had he done so when the heavy train rumbled over their heads, so close that they could have put their hands up and touched thefaxles as it passed. Dr. Horne and Dan lay clasped in each other’s arms on @ support of some kin that waved to and fro under their weight, and that might, for anything they could tell, fall with them into the river at any moment, What an interminable length the train seemed to be, as it ran along over their heads! They could see the reflection of the light from the windows— for it was a passenger train from New York- strik- ing the wet sides of the freight on the cther track, and they even heard the voices of pass: ngers, as the bustle incidental to a journey’s end put everybody in the cars on the alert. With the exception of the engineer and fireman, robably no one in all that long train knew that two fansers beings had been forced to dr: p from the trestle to almost certain death on that stormy night within a few feet of hundreds who were unable to ve them the slightest assistance. The little resting-place that Dan and the doctor has so fortunately found was notbing more than a plank that had been hung by chains below by work- men to enable them to repair the trestle, and which they had not taken the trouble to remove on the completion of their task. : No sooner had the train passed than Dan sprung up from the wabbly plank, and holding to the ties, assisted his companion to a solid place of safety. ‘Follow me!” said a voice almost in his ear, as he regained the trestle and stretched himself, The rain had grodually become less violent, and there were general indications that the worst of the storm was over, with perbaps a fine summer day te follow. Still it was too dark to distinguish anything a few yards away, for the sky was covered with thick, black clouds, and if there were any stars, they were hidden away as effectively as if they had been cov- ered by a pall. Dan Toma just see that two men stood on the trestle, and that both, like himseif and Dr. Horn were enveloped in large rubber-coats; but one o them wore a broad-brimmed soft felt hat, that he knew at once was only to be seen upon the head of one man in Albany, that man being Sam Walker, alias Slicker. . 3 ‘Walk on. We will foliow you,” answered the detective. briefly, as he took the band of the doctor, and gave him anadmoonitory pull, Not another word was exchaiged. Slicker and Pad
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this com m—who Dan was satisfied was no other ‘han Barker—marched off the trestle and along the ck, not troubling themselves to look back until ey reached the spot for which they were bound, Runbing down the bank from the track, they mo- tioned t6 Dan to come down, too. The four men then found themselves upon a small platform ef stone, against which bobbed a good- sized boat, fitted with a mainmast and jibboon, on which the sails were closely furled. A small trap aft showe! that there was a cabin, out of which, in fact, the head of a creature who might have been @& man, a boy or monkey, emerged, in response to the cry of Slicker of **Swift ahoy!” “Well, what’s the trouble?” growled the inmate of the cabin. ‘ Here’s the Swift. What do you want witA her?” “All right, Guy. This is Slicker, Everything clear?” “T guess so. The decks have been pretty well washed to-night, and I’m darned if I haven’t had to open the cabin windows on the Ice side to let the water out when the scuppers got clogged up.” “Pretty tough!” said Slicker, in a conciliatory tone. “Well, I should coila rope. Come, get aboard, if you're coming!”’ Dan managed to nudge the doctor warningly, and the latter, quick to understand, slipped his hand into his outer pocket and clutched his pistol deter- minedly. Dan did the same, and then, under the direction of Slicker, jumped from the platform to the deck of the boat, Hardly had they done so, when, as the detective expected, the craft was pushed off from shore to- ward the center of the river. *“We'd better go below,” said Slicker, as he pointed to the hatchway. Dap, though suspicious of the other's intentions, did not think it wise to decline; so, only keeping a sharp eye on the movements of the men who were virtually their captors, he descended a steep ladder running down between two lockers, and found him- self in a stuffy littie hole with room or lockers for half a dozen men, and a small table in the center, the whole feebly illuminated by the rays of a smoky coal-oil lamp. In a few moments, Slicker, Barker, Dr. Horne and the detective were seated around the table looking into each other’s faces, like contending armies ready for attack or defense, waiting for some one to open the conversation. The man they had called Guy (for he was a man after all), remained on deck, though within cail if he should be wanted, “Well, Mr. Strairht Tip,” began .the doctor, “ By the way, which of you is Straight Tip?” “ Both of us,” returned Slicker, with a grin. “Ah! Well, you told mein your letter that you could help me to get back a sum of money that was gtolen from my desk this morning.” “ Did we?” asked Slicker, innocently. “Why, confound you! Didn’t you?” broke out the doctor wrathfully. ** You say so.”’ “Isay so? Well, of allthe—~ Why, hang me if I don’t make you—” His right hand, which had never left his pocket, wriggied about ominously; but Dan, who sat by his side, se him a warning touch on the arm; and brought him to himself. “Now, see here, old gentleman,” interposed Barker, who had not spoken before, “you are not in your own house in Albany now, with lackeys at your bidding, You are on board the yacht “ Swift,” which changes her name for every cruise, and which belongs to aset of men who wouldn't think any more of carrying out your dead body to Sandy Hook and throwing it overboard, than they would of killing a Sop “The bloodthirsty rascal!” muttered the doctor, inaudlbly. “So, all you have to do in this case is to say noth- ing until you are told to speak, and when that time comes you want to s quickly and straight to the point. Now, Slicker, go on with your busi- ness, Barker concluded his harangue with an air of modest self-satisfaction, and producing a long, sharp dagger, stuck it into the table before him with so much force that it quivered again. Double-Curve Dan did not interfere in this contro- versy. He looked upon it only as a detail, that would have no effect br reer the main issue, and was therefore of no particular importance. Besid Horne was quite able to take care of himself under ordinary circumstances, “‘Now, Doctor Horne, you want ter get back yer money, i eee at asked Slicker slowly. “That’s a fool question, and I should be an ass to answer it seriously,” replied the doctor gruffly. ‘“Wal, thet’s no matter, In course yer wants yer money. Wal, ef yer do ez ye’r’ told, yer kin git it.” “Ts it here?” “No, it isn’t hyar, I an’ my friend ain't no thieves. We are respectable gen’lemen, with er taste fer base-ball, an’ with several speculations on Ys i any Other syndicate.” “ 7.” **Now, hyar’s ther proposition. You sign er cer- tain paper and give it ter me, an’ the person ez takes it will return your money to he hands in ther paper.” ‘** What is this precious paper?” “Only an order to your daughter, Clara Horne, ter give ther bearer a check for , drawn ter ther rder of William Williamson and signed Richard tt, Sr., and which you have somewhere in your se. “Why, the man’s an idiot,”” howled the doctor. your house when” 'The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. “Yes, ft does seem like it, doesn’t it? But yer see I hev er use fer thet partic’lar check, an’ I want it. An’ I'm ready ter tell yer whar you kin git back all ther money ez wuz taken outer yer drawer yester- day ef you'll jest sign thet paper.” Double-Ourve Dan did not speak, but was thinking busily. He began to see the game of the virtuous Slicker. As to why his own presence had been de- sired here to-night, he suspeeted that Slicker had an idea that he (Dan) had the diamonds still secreted about his person. The reader knows that if Slicker had supposed so when he threw the note through the doctor's window, he knew better now, Dr. Horne was boiling with indignation. “Why, you miserable rascals—”’ “‘Here, quit that!” commanded Barker, putting his hand on ae ees ofhis dagger. ‘ When you are the guests of g@éntlemen you must not iusult them In their own—I mean, on board of their own vesseL” Dan Manly’s lip curled slightly, bnt still he did not speak. * And do you suppose that Lam going to give you another $500 when 1 do not know whether I will get back the $50,000? “You won’t be giving any $500. It ain’t lixely ez you’ve indorsed ther check, an’ until you do write yer name on ther back uv it, no one kin git any money onit But don’t youfear! Iain’t goin’ ter git ' het check cashed. kin use it better than het.” Dr. Horne was mystified. He could not see through the game at all. , “P r’aps you wau’ to get Mr. Scott’s signature so that youcan copy it. Perhaps forgery is the little performance you desire to try.” “Never mind what we wantter try. Thet ain’t any uv your bizness, But I'll tell yer, ef it’s any satisfaction, thet we don’t want ter commit forgery, but—just the opposite.” Shoes go thought Dan Manly. “It is what I sus- pec x ”» ““And if I refuse to treat with you at all, what then?” asked the doctor. Slicker’s brow grew black. * Hallo, Guy!” he cried. ** Ay, ay!” came egrufily from above, “How Isng would it take you to run us down to the city—New York, I mean.” “*Tf this wind was to hold out, I could put you there by the afternoon—to-morrow night, anyhow.” * All right.” The doctor did not understand this, until Slicker continued: ** By to-morrow night, if you don’t come to terms there will be a case of mysterious disappearance a er prominent medical man uv Albany. That’s all.’ **No occasion for that,” said Dan, taking part in the conference for the firsttime, ‘ Dr. Horne will give you the paper.” ‘*Why—I—” remonstrated the doctor, but a nudge from Dan silenced hin. Dr, Horne had con- at agg respect for the astuteness of the young de- ective. “Thet’s right. Dan, you are ez smart in bizness ez you are in the pitcher’s box,’’ remarked Slicker. “Or in a bedroom at the American Hotel at three = — morning,” added the detective, with a light augh. Barker scowled, He had neither forgotten nor for- given the way Dan Manly had fooled him and Slick- er, making them hold up their hands just when they thought they had secured the diamonds. Be- sides, Barker’s eye still showed the marks of Norah O’Connor’s fist a punishment for which he felt sure that he was indebted to Double-Curve Dan. Slicker meanwhile had produced a sheet of letter aper, with pen and ink from a small locker over is head, and laid them before the doctor. “You say lamto get my $50,000 back when this check is delivered to bearer—whoever he may be?” asked the doctor, “Yes; ther bearer will be my friend hyar, Mr. Smith,” pointing to Barker, ‘and he will have the as with him,” fifty thousand dollars?” 0, $20,000. We must hev something fer all our a yer know,” Why, you are not even be to keep to your own miserable bargain, You said you would return the money you took.” “Not much I didn’t. In ther first place, ez I told you afore, me and my friend hyar ain’t no thieves an’ we didn’t take yer money. Hfwe git this check it is fer some one else, who will give us $30,000 for it. Wal, we're willin’ ter let you hev $20,000 of it leaving only $10,000 fer ourselves. It ain’t very squar’ on us, but we ain't goin’ ter kick over a thousand dol- hd “ Another nudge from Double-Curve: Dan, and the doctor, without replying, took the sheet of paper, and began to write. CHAPTER XIII THE PITCHER’S BOX. SrickeEr leaned across the table and watched the doctor’s pen as it ran a the paper. He saw that it was dated July 23, and that it was di- rected to “Dear Clara.” Then he sat back on his locker, with his back against the side of the cabin, and appeared to be wrapped in thought. In a few minutes the note was written and Dr. Horne read it aloud: “* Dear CiAra:—In the secret drawer you will find a check for $500, signed by Richard Scott, Sr. It is the one you put away for me a week or s0 ago, Give it to bearer as soon as he has placed in your hands the sum of $20,000, **¢ Jasez Horne.’” 13 “You had better tell her yer won’t be home until to-morrer night,’’ observed Slicker, carelessly. Again the doctor tossed his head impatiently, and was about to make a hot reply, when « nudge ie: the watchful detective made him change his mind. He wrote as a postscript: “I shall not be home until to-morrow ni rat,” finishing with a “J. R.” of which the last leite: ended with a peculiar twist at the end. * That's er funny 'R' you’ve made thar, doctor,” observed § licker, as he waved the paper about to vs ea ink, and then, folding it, put it in his pocket, “Yes, I often make it in that way. But now, when is this note to be delivered?” “To-morrow some time.” “You said something in your letter about a black sachel?”’ said the doctor. For answer, Slicker brought from the locker upon which he and Barker sat, a sachel that Dan at once recognized as his own. “‘I don’t see why you should produce that as evi- dence that you tried to rob me of $10,000 worth of jewels,” observed Dan, quietly. ‘‘Don’t yer? Wal, let me show yer something.” Slicker pressed a little brass button that was con- cealed in the bottom of the inside of the sachel, and disclosed a small compartment that opened in obe- dience to the pressure on the button From this compartment he took forth a paper which he spread out on the table. “What's that?” asked Dan, scornfully. “Something ez wuz accidentally found in this hyar sachel ez belongs to you, an’ that I’m goin’ ter return ter yer under sart’in conditions,.”’ *“*T never saw the paper before, This is some stupid trick that you have conceived, and that you haven’t brains enough to carry out,’’ said Dan, a Is thet so? Wal, we'll see. Wait till I read this.’ Slicker read the contents of the paper, which were to the effect that the writer, Dan Manly, known as Double-Curve Dan, agreed in considera- tion of a certain sum, to be paid by one whom Slicker did not name—to win the match game of base-ball between the Diamond Stars, of New York, and the cregee § Club, for the latter organization, by fair means or foul, and especially to balx, hold the ballin unfair positions before delivery and to exercise his ability in pitching a double-curve ball (which it was contended by some people was in itself unfair), for the defeat of the Diamond Stars and the success of the Albanys. He alsoagreed to try and get the umpire to enter into collusion with him for the same end, All this Slicker read with due emphasis. falling over hard words occasionally, and pronouncing them in a fearful and wonderful way, but making the purport of the paper unmistakable to his three listeners. “Thar, Dan, what d’ye say to that?” he asked, as he concluded the paper, and held it tightly in bis hand “Why, it is all a lie, of course. You have put that paper in the sachel, and now, for some purpose of piv own, you are trying to injure my character. Itisavery ridiculous attempt, as you would know if you were not such a blockhead.” * Keep cool!” whispered the doctor, who was de- lighted at the opportunity to retaliate on the detec- Sra for his many warnings to him to the same ef- ect. The doctor’s words brought Dan to himself on the instant. “Goon and unfold your scheme,” he said, care- lessly. ‘‘ You have read that paper for some pur- pose, I suppose?” * Wal, rather.” “ Yer tal too much,” interrupted Barker, irrita- bly. ‘*Tell the kid what you want and get through with it. If 1 was managing this affair, I’d settle it in a minute, or—” He touched the handle of his knife, and again set it quivering in the table. “Whois the man with whom I am supposed to have made this contract?’’ asked Dan. 2 epg leaned across the table and whispered in s ear. rs Why, that is absurd, You know better than at.” Slicker again leaned across and whispered for per- haps half a minute to the detective. an looked d'stressed. The communication, what- ever it was, seemed to affect him more than any- thing else that had happened since they had been in the cabin of the Swift. “Those are the conditions eh?’ he asked, with his eyes bent on the table. “Them air ther conditions!” answered Slicker, “ What do you say to them?”’ **Give me a minute’s time.’ “I'll give you ten minutes.” “Durned if I would,” grumbled Barker. “You have the game in y.ur own hands Slicker. Why ac oP he make him dance to your music?” “When I want your advice, Smith, I'll ask for Ther captain put you under my orders, didn’t he “Yes, but not for your private business,” reto the other, playing with the handle of his knife as stuck in the table, and making it shiver wickedly. “It ain’t fer you to decide what’s my bizness or your bizness, You only hev ter doez I tell yer!” * What’s that?” The question, in savage tones, was accompanied by a flourish of the knife which he drew from the table with an earnestness that threatened trouble. Dr. Horne and the detective looked pleased at the prceners of a quarrel. The same idea struck them oth; namely, that if the miscreants were to kill
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~~ board the Swift, and all the complications be ended at a stroke. But Slicker was too astute a rascal to be caught that way. He devined what was passing in the minds of the two and he hastened to mollify his quick-tempered partner, “Oh, I wuz ouly jokin’, Smith. Put yer knife down, and don’t get mad,” . “T ain't alwaysin the humor to take jokes,” was the surly reply. “Iwouldn’t get off any more of thern if I were you.” ‘Lhis quieted down the threatened rupture, and Slicker sat quietly waiting for the detective to speak. “T don’t see what I can do but accept your pro- position.” said Dan, at last ** Good!” - **Now, what is the next thing?” asked the detec- ve. ‘Wal, we shall hev ter keep you an’ ther dcctor aboard ther Swift for a while until we hev fixed mat- ters outside. We ain’t afraid ez you’d try any monkey bizness, but we must be on ther safe side, don’t yer see.” “IT don’t see,’’ remarked the doctor. “But go on.” “We hev ter send er messenger ter your house fer thet check.” *) Yeu. * An’ then, Dan, we must send your note to Mr, Scott, Senior, an’ git an answer.” “ I see.’ It is unnecessary here to enlighten the reader as to the nature of the bargain made between Double- Curve Dan and Slicker Walker in the short whis- pered communication across the table, and that is of course as mysterious to every one else as it was to Dr. Horne. Slicker’s scheme was to get the check, to which Dick had, in an evil moment, signed his father’s name, into his own possession—by what means, we have seen. Then he meant that Dan Manly should write to Mr. Scott, Sr., telling him that a forged check by his son was in the hands of certain persons from whom it could be obtained on payment of $5,000. Otherwise it would be presented at the bank upon which it was drawn, for payment. Then would follow the og Newt and imprisonment of his son. Slicker knew that Dan Manly’s communication would be repeated by the banker, and that the plot with his aid, would more, than likely be crowne¢ with success. If Dan did not consent to the arrange- ment, then Slicker, knowing that it would be im- possible for him to make a bargain with the banker, would publish Dick’s crime to the world and ruin him absolutely. In addijion to this he would (but this did not affect the detective particularly) make public the communication he pretended have found in the black sachel, showing that Dan had caused the Albanys to win the match with the Diamond Stars by foul means. Dan was well known in New York, and such a story told in that city, en. "ha him deeply, though Dan did not think would. What was Dan to do? He could not let Dick goto ruin for the sake of $5..00, muchas he disliked to con- tribute to the rapacity of Slicker and his crew, and he could see no other alternative but to accede to the villain’s demand, trusting to his own vigilance to eats hire to justice eventually. yd en am I to have that paper?” he asked. ‘Ez soon ez you hev written the letter. I'll *tend ter ther rest.” **Give me the writing materials.’’ Double-Curve Dan was a_ rapid and expert pen- man. Ina few minutes he had indited a short, busi- ness-like note to the banker, signed and dated, and taking an envelope from a heap of several thrown upon the table by Slicker, wrote the superscription, and held the note and envelopein his hands while he waited for the forged note that Slicker retained, and which he pretended to have found in the sachel. Dan did not care very much about this note, be- cause he argued that the hand which had prepared it could easily write another if it was wanted, But he wanted to see whether Slicker meant to act honorably in this simple matter. Slicker settled this question by giving the letter to the detective ere the latter handed him the one he had written. The exchange effected, Dan took a match from his pocket and burned the note from the sachel, while Slicker carefully read the note to Mr. Scott, Sr., and saw that it contained the matter given above, Then he put it in an inner pocket with a grin of sa isfaction. * That’s all right. Now, gen’lemen, we'll hev ter let yer stay down hyer by yerselves fer awhile. We'll leave ther lamp burning, an’ ez long ez yer keep quiet, why, yer won’t be hurt, But we'll be within easy reach if thar is any sign ov cp ae bh Slicker said all this in an easy conversational tone, as if he were merely offering the hospitality of bis home to two honored guests. The man they called Guy had come quietly down the companionway Curing the preceding conversa- tion, and Dan and the doctor were both somewhat taken aback to notice, not only trat he held a double- action six-shooter pointed at Dan’s head, but that two other pistols held by an Italian of villainous 6s- pect were threatening the brains of Dr, Horne. Slicker had drawn a pistol while talking, and sud- denly, in a loud voice, commanded both the prison- a they might now be called, to throw up their nds, There was no choice, Though, as we know, both the detective and the doctor had pistols in the outer — of their waterproofs, neither dared touch them. There was desperation in all four of The Pitcher Detective’s Foil. other, perhaps the stolen money might be found on i the faces around them, and any attempt to draw their own weapons would have been the signal for a volley that would have laid them low at once, with but little likelihood of the murderers ever be- ing brought to justice. ‘Put up your bands!” reiterated Barker, Rather slowly, and with a look of intense disgust, the doctor raised his hands above his head, Dan ac- cepting his humiliation with much better grace, but with even more inward rebellion than his companion. ‘*Keep your weapons ready,” directed Slicker, with a casual glance at Guy and the dark -visaged Italian. “‘ Ay, ay, sir,” answered Guy. ‘But we’re run- ning up and down the river, according to your orders, and I ought to be at the helm unless we want to run into the rocks on one side of the river or the other.” ‘“Just one minute, an’ we'll be through,” was Slicker’s response, as he deftly relieved Dan and Doc:or Horne of their pistols, and examined their clothing for other weapons. A billy and a bowie-knife were taken from Dan, besides his rovolver, but the doctor’s pistol was the only murderous implement that that worthy gentle- man possessed, Slicker did nct search them for any other property, rather to Dan's surprise, for he expected that there would be a hunt through his apparel for the diamonds. He did not know that Slicker was as well-informed as to the hiding-place of the diamonds, in the banker's library, as he was. “ That’s all right,” observed Slicker, at last, as he handed the doctor’s revolver to Barker and kept Dan’s for himself. ‘‘Guy, you and Juan kin goon deck again, l’ve pulled ther teeth uv these two gentlemen, an’ they cain’t hurt nobody now.” -‘We ], then let’s get out and leave them here,” putin Barker, gruffly, “if you bave done talking.” Slicker took the hint good-humoredly enough. He had got all he wanted from the prisoners and could afford to laugh at his partner’s shee mper, * Doctor, you and Mr. Manly kin open out them thar lockers, an’ you'll find em quite comfortable. You'd better take er sleep, cause you won’t be goin’ off uv ther Swift fer er good many hours.” Barker was already half-way up the companion- Jadder, and Slicker followed, looking around to say: “T guess yer can’t git ont uv them windows, or I’d close ther dead-lights, Ez it is yer kin look at ther view on ther river when it gits light enough, Good-night.” He ran quickly up the few remaining steps, and shut the hatchway with a bang, bolting it on the outside. Then the doctor and detective looked around their little prison by the feeble light of the smoky coal-oil lamp. CHAPTER XIV. A FUMBLED GROUNDER. “ Wet, this isa nice predicament!’’ grunted the doctor, as soon as he found himself alone with the detective, “Tt is, but it might be worse.” “But to be cooped up in this little cubby-hole, with those rascally fellows at the top of the stairs, is hard, indeed,” continued Dr. Horne, lashing him- self into a rage. While the coctor was raging about Barker, Dan i around to see what sort of a place they were Dn. He agreed with the opinion of Slicker that the best thing for him and Dr. Horne todo would be to get a few hours’ rest if possible, * Look at this, doctor,” he exclaimed, as he seized a loop of rope tucked behind a cushion that lay upon the top of one of the lockers. Ly at is it?” Dan pulled the rope, and showed that it was a sort of handle to the Jid of the locker, drawing it up and over, and revealing a very comfortable bu~k, for which the top cushion made a maitress, The other locker worked in thesame way. and in five minutes the detective, who was as handy at making a bed as pitching a base-ball, had two beds ready that looked most inviting to men who hed pacsed through such a miserable two or three hours as the doctor and himself, “There is nothing else for it, 7 suppose,” grum- bled the doctor, stretching rnd yawning. “ But I should like to thrash that fellow with the big knife before I gotosleep. The idea of an American citi- zen—Dr. Horne—being compel'cd to koo-too to a fel- low like that. It makes me Cownright sick, Imust have a smoke before I go to bed.” *“*Don’t set the boat on fire. We should be burned up in this gabin like rats in a trap!’ warned an, “If it wesn’t for that I believe I would put a light to it,” observed the doctor, as he sat on the edge of the bunk he intended to occupy, and lighted a cigar that he took from a well-filled cigar-case. genes offered one to Dan, but the detective de- clined.’ The doctor lay down in his bunk, becoming more soothed every instant undcr tke influence of his good cigar, and Den, turning out the aap which did not improve the atmosphere of the little cabin, threw himself on the other mattress and listened, in a state of dreamy content, to the soft A of the waters against the hull of the boat—for the storm had passed entirely away, and it was now as calm as it had before been tempestuous, until he dropped into a seund sleep. He had slumbered for about two hours, and the first streaks of dawn could have been seen over the horizon if he had heen outside, when a slight tap- Ding caueee him to become broad awake, and with all his wits about bim on the instant, He sat up and listened. All was still, save the measured breathing of the doctor, and the decided swish of water, indicats that the Swift was moving under the infiuence o the fair breeze that whistled musically through the trees on the river shore. It was quite dark in the little cabin, and the cetec- tive tried in vain to distinguish his surroundings, The grating in the hatch overhead was closed, and if there was anybody on deck he managed to keep so quiet that no indication of his presence eculd be made out by those in the cabin. “Guess I'll let the doctor sleep for the present,” he muttered. ‘No use waking him up until there is something for him to do.” Another gentle tapping. “Ah! I thoughtl was not mistaken.” The detective produced his small lantern, which was still in his pocket, and which be lighted with a safety match that he always,carried. Then he walked straight to the door at the end of the little cabin and listened. Tap, tap. tap! He hesitated no longer. Folded up in his small penknife, which Slicker had not regarded as @ weapon, was a stecl implement like a bent skewer. Dan thrust this into the key-hole, gave it one twist, and tke door was cpen. f In a second aman slipped through the opening and gresped him by the hand. “Dan!” ** Dick!” * All well, Dan?” * All well. Just come aboard?” “ Abcut half an hour ago.” “See anytling of the honest Slicker and his courtly friend Barker?” ‘Both on deck. I watched them from the shcre by the faint light that came from the East. Itis morning now, you know, Dan, I could just make out the figures of four men in the bow. and then I saw three of them tie down ona pile of sails, fora rest, I suppose, leaving one fellow on wetch. Ycu see, they were anchored about mid-stream then, and tbe man on watch had nothing particular to do but to look about him.” “ee ad S,?? ‘*T was afraid he might see me putting off from shorein my skiff. Eut I had to teke my chances, You told me to keep watch on you and the doctor, and I have done it all night. I lost you at first, in all that storm. Idared not keep tco near to you, because you did nct went the doctor to see me, Weil, I hid myself in a little recess in the rocks at the side of the track, to keep out of the sterm and to try end get my iders tcgether. You know what a fearful, dark night it has been, I bad given up all hope of seeing you again. thcugh I mace up my mind to stay in the vicinity all night if I did not find you. Allat once I saw fourmen walking down the track. They passed very close to me, and I distinguished the figures of you, Doctor Horne and Slicker.” “And Barker,” added Dan, *‘T don t know him, but of course the fourth man was he. I saw you all get ebcard the Swift. and then she sailed out into the river and dodged about as if the great sca-serpent was at her heels. I could hardly fCllow her, but I bad seen the craft before and knew her as the property of a secret frociety in New York to which Slicker belongs. In Albany she is supposed to be owned by a rich New Yorker, who leaves her most of the time iv charge of his captain, Guy Bingham. I knew that she would mest likely sail up and down here, so I got a small skiff that I always keep just above this spot in the Albany Club boat-hou e, and determined to row up to the Swift and board ber, according to your directions, Though how you knew that thr y would bring ou to her is more than I can guess.” “Tdid vot know,” answered Dan, coolly, ‘ but \I would have wagered a thonsand dollars upon it. T have been aboard this boat befcre, and I know every inch of her. But Siicker is not aware of that fact. I do not allow gentlemen in Slicker’s pro- fession to be better informed on my froceedings than I can help. Ifelt certain they would get me here to talk about the black sachel and I was quite willing that they should, because I intended to bring the career of Messrs. Slicker and Barker to a close for a few years if possible, and I want a good, clear cave against them.” “Dan, you're a magician.” “No, I am a member of the New York Secret Service. That’s all.” The day was fast breaking now, and a gray light began to steal through the cabin windows, Dr. Horne was lying on his back, snoring as comfortab] asif he were in his own luxurious bedroom. Thoug a rich man, he cared but little for creature comfcrts and was as satisfied to take a napon a heap of straw as upon & bed of down, He had accumulated money because he could not help it, and because he considered it a matter of honor to be paid on a scale commensurate with the services be was able to ren- der, Though modest in most things, Dr. Horne knew his ability as @ physician, and he was uncom- promisingly jealous of his reputation in this regard, Dan touched him on the shoulder, He moved un- easily and growled: “Ican’t get up. I have been up several nights now. If it isn’t very serious, go to Doctor gir aoe te foam and a clever hhysician, I indorse him, — . bes laughed softly, and the doctor awoke and looked at him through the misty atmosphere of the ay dawn. Bn Ob, Dan, that you? It isn’t often I sleep so soundly, But I thonghtit wes a night-call, ang I wanted to eet out of it, if possible.” ** Well, this is an early morning call, doctor, and I
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~ gould find you. But Di Doctor Salmon will hardly do in this case,” answered the detective, with a smile, The doctor was standing up now, and Dan, with a whispered caution to be very quiet, signed to his two companions to follow him, as he opened the door at the end of the cabin, and, lantern in hand, plunged into the darkness beyond. It was a sort of store-room, running half the length of the forward deck. Dan cast his lantern hither and thither until ic rested upon a tall locker } on the right. This he opened with his serviceable steel wire, and showed two shot-guns, a number of revolvers, Knives and four navy cutlasses. Dan appropriated two of the revolvers without hesitation and filled them with cartridges froma tin box on ashelf, which he seemed to know just where to find, One pistol he gave to Dr. Horne; the other he kept for himself, Dick had one of his own, which, indeed, he had carried, openly, in his hand Bince he first appeared in the cabin. ** Where is the skiff, Dick?” “Tt is right uuder the bow of the Swift, hitched to one of the safety-lines. If I had let it tow along from the stern it would be seen sure.” “Allright. Now, careful!” warned the detective, as he picked his way_ among coils of rope, bundles of sails and other rubbish. A glimmer of light revealed itself, as he mounted asteep ladder and pushed upahatch. He looked through the chink cautiously, and then opening the hatch wider, stole through, and beckoned to his companions to follow. ‘** Lay low!” he whispered. All three dropped behind a heap of sails, while the detective reconnoitered. ‘Lhen he put his finger to his lip, as he saw that there was work to be done at once. Lying within a few feet of the hatchway, with a sail over them, we:eSlicker, Barker and the Italian ali fast sleep. They were so near that Dan could have touched them, At the other end of the boat, with his hand on the tiller, was Guy Bingham. He had run the boat inshore to the spot where Dr, Horne and Dan had boarded it the night before, and was preparing to move the boat to a large stump that grew half in the water. Dan saw that it would require careful manage- ment toavoid attracting Guy’s attention too soon. Slowly and cautiously he crawled forward, with Dick and the doctor by his side, He whispered in the ear of each, and then, with- out a word of warning, they sprung upon the three sleepers, Dan took Slicker; Dr. Horne, at his particular request, Barker, and Dick the Italian, Each took his man by the throat, and kneeling on his chest, presented the muzzle of a revolver at his head and whispered: **Silence!”" The way the three desperadoes took their dis- comfiture was characteristic. Tte Italian only grunted and lay still. For one thing, he knew that there was nothing against him now, though in former years he had expiated crime with imprison- ment, and, in fact, had been released from Sing Sing only two weeks before. Barker turned fiercel ne the doctor, and knock- ing the revolver from his hand, wrestled with him and gave every reason to suppose that he would overpower him. : As for Slicker, he attempted to temporize. He looked at Dan and the revolver, and observed coolly: * Wal, Dan, you seem ter hev the best uv it. What's ther game?” ‘*Where is that money? You have it, I know, Tell me right now, or I’ll blow your brains out, as I have a right to do when I catch a man of your kind red-handed in villainy and attempted murder.” In the excitement of the moment, Double-Curve Dan did not notice that Guy Binghem was coming Fapidly toward him with an iron stanchion in bis CHAPTER XV. CONCLUSION—DAN scoRES 7 TO 2. Dicg, always a handy fellow, seized some half- inch hy that was lying conveniently near, and had the Italian tied up like an Egyptian mummy in two minutes. Dick had taken a great interest in the rope—untying-feats of Spiritualistic mediums, and d more than once acted as one of a committce to bind the gentleman who sits in a cabinet and untics himself as soon as the curtains are drawn. The doctor and Barker were having it hot and heavy, until the latter, with the advantages of youth and superior strength on his side, turned his an- tagonist upon his back, and, pistol in hand, threat- ened him with the butt-end, At this moment Guy reached the spot, and, rais- | ing the stanchion, prepared to deal the detective a terrible blow on the back of the head. He would undoubtedly have carried out his kindly purpose had not a ponderous fist reached the side of his face first and sent him sprawling headlong to the deck. Barney Muggins, closely followed by Richard Scott, Sr., stood over him, and taking in the eneral situation at a glance, threw himself upon arker. There was a struggle for a moment, but the at- tacking party were in the ascendant now, and Bar- ker, Slicker and Guy were soon lying as helpless as the ltalien himself. “Good heavens! Who is that on shore?” ex- claimed Dick, as he hurried to that part of the nearest to the landing. “ Oh, she insisted upon coming. She came around to the house, and Norah, who, it seems, knew all about this gy, ore of yours, told me where we am glad we came.” did not wait to hear the end of his The Pitcher Detective’s Foil He had dashed over the side of the boat, and was leading Clara Horne up the igri In another minute she was clasped in 1er father’s arms, while Norah looked benignly on and evidently enjoyed the whole situation to the utmost. “Slicker,” whispered Dan, bending down to speak in the other’s ear. ‘ You had better tellme where to find that money. It may make it easier for you.” “Curse you!” was Slicker’s savage reply. He lost his usual self-control undcr the weight of his defeat “Don’t talk like that, It will do you no good. I am not the man to taunt even a crook when he is down,”’ said the detective. ‘But I know that you have that money of Doctor Horne’s somewhere on this boat.’’ ** Well, if it is, it can stay there.” ‘**You won’t tell me where to find it, then?” ‘No! Curse you! No!” “Then, I shall have tosearch for it myself. I have a pretty good idea where it is, but | wanted to give you a chance.” “If you know allabcut it, you need not give me any chance,” was the defiant rejoinder. “TI haveacertain bottle and a tin bucket, each containing laudanum. Do you know how the State of New York deals with poisoners?” asked the detective, significantly. The other became livid. ‘* What do I care for poisoners?”? he stammered. “I have witnesses to prove that you tried to ad- minister poison, in a d_adly quantity to one Daniel Manly, of New York, known as Double-Curve Dan, and that it was only by the greatest efforts on the part of Doctor Horne, a prominent physician of Albany, that his life was saved.” eee trembled, in spite of the ropes that bound im. “Your burglary of Doctor Horne’s house, with the theft of $50.000, and your attempted robbery of Daniel Many in the American Hotel, which ‘you perhaps think is not known to me, will be sufficient to give you a long term in § ate Prison, and—” “Yes, well! Say anything about that hotel busi- ness, and where will be your friend; Dick, eh? I have sworn to ruia that fellow for going back on me, and I'll do it.’ The ruffian’s teeth grcund as he said this, and the detective winced. He must save Die ; at any cost. “He putta the mona in the coila ropa by thata hatchway,” said the Itahan, who had not spoken before, but who seemed to have been laboring un- der some mental excitement during the conversa- tion of Dan and the Slicker, which, commenced in whispers, had gradually reached loud tones. Slicker tried to burst his bonds at this revelation by the Italian, and it would doubtless have gone hard with the latter, and he succeeded in getting the ropes from his arms and ankles, As.it was, there was no harm done, and the Italian grinned at Slicker’s impotent struggles, Dr. Horne searched in the coil of rope referred to by the Italian, and, sure enough, there were his bonds, bills and specie, bundled up in a canvas bag, and thrust to the bottom of the coil inside, and cov- ered with Joose rope. ‘‘ Hurrah!” shouted the doctor, delightedly. = “T must congratulate you, doctor,” said the detec- ve. “I must congratulate you, you mean. Why, I would never have got this money back but for you. Dan, you are the smartest fellow I haye met in the whole course of my professional existence, andI will go on the witness stand when that rascalis in court on a charge of poisoning, and prove him uilty by every test known to medical science, A ellow that would debase the national game by in- troducins such diabolical methods is too bad even for hanging.” The doctor was an enthusiast on base-ball, as we have before seen, and the thought of Slicker’s at- tempt on Dan’s life in the baill-field, always made him forget everything else, tem orarily, at least. Look out!’* suddenly yelled Barney Muggins, who was some yards from the doctor, Dr. Horne turned quick! , just in time to stop a blow of Barker’s fist aimed at his forehead, Dr. Horne had been an able Scientific boxer all his life, and when he saw his old antagonist, with | his hands up in pugilistie fashion, he met him in the same attitude, while a stern smnile of satisfaction at | the prospect of a test of skill, illumined his features. Barker had not been tied securely, and while attention had been diverted from him, he had man- aged to slip out of the ropes, and fly at the doctor. He was a true desperado, and cared nothing for consequences if he could only satisfy his desire for revenge. Dr. Horne and he had been natural enemies from the first, and his one desire was to annihi- late the doctor, before the prison doors closed upon m. ‘** Father!’’ cried Clara, clasping her hands in ter- r. “Keep still, Clara! Don’t bother me!” respond- ed the doctor, impatiently, as he sparred for an Snaanae Miss Clara, don't disturb **Faix, Mis fara, don e distur er papa. He'll cl’ane out that shpalpeen in a twink, now. pat in Norab, as her eyes glistened. She’ had given Barker a taste of her own fist, and she longed to see him get another black eye. By common consent, the others refrained from interfering, Slicker, Guy, anc the Italian could not have done so had they wisbed, and the rest were. too confident of Dr. Horne’s ability to overcome his eponndns in a pugilistic encounter to desire to stop ée fun. For half 4 minute Barker and the doctor walked Tro. : 15 ess am afraid you will have to attend to it yourself. | father’s remarks. cautiously around each other, looking for an open- ing. Each maintained a good scientific attitude, with his eyes fixed on those of his adversary. At last Barker made a feint at the doctor’s eye with his right hand, and then swung his left for tne chin. But his adversary was too quick for him, He stopped the blow neatly, and responded with one on the forehead that raised a bump, and sta gered the redoubtable Barker. ‘**Hurroo! More power to the knoockles of yez. Give him anither of the same!” shrieked Norah, rub- bing her } ands in satisfaction, But Barker was up to the line of battle again di- rectly. and managed to give the doctor two tremen- dous blows on the lower part of the chest, that made the recipient puff again, Clara could hardly restrain herself from running forward to her father’s assistance, but that hero did not require any help. He recovered himself uickly, and rushing with a determination to win or die, he broke through his opponent’s guard, and planted his fist squarely, and with all his force, in 3arker’s mouth. Pugilists say that a well-delivered blow in the mouth is more effective than on any other part of the face or body. It seemed so in this case, for LS owiotd went down like a log, dazed and beaten com- letely. “ Dr. Horne walked over to him, and satisfied him- self that the damage was only of a temporary na- met Then, as he shook hands with Dan, he re- marked: “I thought it strange if my training in the gym- nasium at Harvard in the old days had all been for- gotten. 1 used to be considered pretty handy with the gloves a few years ago.” “I guess Barker thinks you are pretty handy now,” laughed the detective. “Mr Scott,’? called Slicker, when Barker had been brought to with a drink of water and secured again witb a rope, ali tle more carefully this time, *“ What do you want?” demanded Dan. “None of your business. I am asking for Mr. Scott, the father, | mean—” “Hers Tam. What bave you tosay to me?” “This! You see that young man over there, standing by ther side uv er girl ez he wants ter marry. He’s your son, isn’t he? Yes. And heis supp°sed ter a nice respectable fell: w, who wouldn’t do nothing wrong, ain’t he? Yes. An’ ther girlez he’s ter marry is ther darter uv your old friend, Doctor Horne? Yes. Wal, do yer want ter know what that precicus son uv yourn is, eh?” All the vindictive hatr.d of a mean nature thrilled in the words of the now desperate wretch. Dan stepped forward and :a.sed his hand as if he would have beaten out the life of the man who was so determined to ruin poor Dick, if he could, “That’s right. Hit er man ez istied hand and foot. It’s a nice sort uv thing ter do!” sneered Siicker, Dan drew back. ‘* What is it you mean?” asked Mr. Scott. ‘““What do I mean? Why, that Dick Cooper— your son, is—is—”’ “Ah! Just what I expected,” remarked Dr. Horve, cheerfully. ‘“ Apoplexy! I was looking for it. I have seen those symptoms before often when people have been laboring under strorg ex- citement. He didn’t ere very much warning, or 1 would have tried to help him, Don’t suppose it would have done any good, though.”’ While speaking he ha! loosened the ropes that bound Slicker, and had raised his head, and put some loose rope under it. Slicker had been smitten with the dread disease just when about to s.y the words that might have ruined two lives at least. There was vo mistake about the nature of the ailment that had visited him, All recognized it. Under Dr. Horne’s directions everybody exceps the prisoners were pressed into the service of the atient, But the swoilen face and stertorous breath- ing remained for half an hour, and then the spirit fled. Slicker Walker’s vow of hate against Dick Scott died with him. By the activity of Double-Curve Dan, who secured the papers he and the doctor had been forced to sign, the indiscretions of Dick were never revealed to his proud father. The day after the death of Slicker Walker, Double Curve Dan had a long pri- vate interview with Dr. Horne, in the course of which he told how Dick hed been led astray by evik counselors and had been persuaded to forge his father’s name toa check for $500. The doctor fumed and raged for a few moments. But Dan did not mind that; he knew that it would end all right, Sure enough it did, and b: fore Dan left the labora- tory, the check had been burned, and Dr. Horne was thereby the loser of $500, Neither Double-Curve Dan nor Dr. Horne ever had cause to regret their charity to Dick. The latter is now the hi sband of Clara. He isa member of his father’s banking firm, and in fact is the most re- sponsible person connected with it, notwithstanding his youth. Norah lives with the Scotts in the family mansion, but expects soon to be married to her lover in Ireiand, who will come for her, Barker was arrested and put on trial for burglary, His previous character went against him and he was sent to Sing Sing for ten years. Guy and the Italian were not held. They went to New York with their boat, the name of which was changed before she had got very far down the Hudson. Double-Curve Dan went back to New York to attend to his duties as a member of the Secret Service, but he is still always ready to pitch a game | for the Albany Base-Ball Club. THE END. >
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ae pict * DIME DIALOGUES Sm, ACCP UD UDO ae et pe EET aT ct Ok Pant Ot tn 0 15 to 25 Popular Dialogues and Dramas in each book. Each volume 100 12mo, pages, sent post-paid, on receipt of price, TEN CENTS, Dime Biktowniiss No. 6. fe Dime Didisarine, No. 11. The Way They Kept a Secret. For male and females. Appear: unces are very Deceitful. For six boys. The Poet under Difficulties. For five males. The Conundrum Family. For male and female. William Tell. Fora whole school. | Curing Betsy. For three males and four females. Woman’s Rights. For seven females and two males. | Jack and the Beanstalk. For five characters. Allis not Gold that Glitters. For male and females, | The Way to Do it and Not to Doit. For three females, The Generous Jew. For six males. How to Become Healthy. For 1 male and 1 female. Dime Disinnnse, No. 1. Meeting of the Muses. For nine young ladies. Baiting a Live Englishman. For three boys. Tasso’s Coronation. For male and female. Fashion. For two ladies. 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Z Pane. & ‘ ber of girls | Not so Bad as it Seems. For several characters A Connubial Eelozue. The Taroting Otticer. For three girls and two boys. | A Curbstone Moral, For two malesand female, The Public Meeting. For five males and one female. The Base-ball Enthusiast. For three boys. ~ | Sense vs. Sentiment. For Parlor and Exhibition. " . ee Ar gavernl fomalc , C Ms Beware of the Widows. For three girls. Tale in a d' Done tc oe t : o chi vs verte rs Two Views of Life. A Colloquy. For two femates. A Family not to Pattern After, For ten characters. oo : in : n a vou - cae a arent “ei F ik The Rights of Music. For two females, : How to Man-age. An acting charade. juntry Aunts Vesit to the City, several characters, A Hopeless Case. A Que ry in Verse. Two girls. The Vacat i tay Worf 1 wee The Two Romans, For two males. vem a 1e Vacation Escapade. For four boys and teacher. Trying the Characters. For three males. The Would-be School-Teacher. For two males. That Naughty Boy. For 3 females and 1 male. The He Family, F oral * Is.”” | Come to Life too Soon. For three males. Mad-cap. An acting charade. The Rairiow We ‘ e nial ch pee Pp ¥ j Hight O'clock. For two little girls. All is not Gold that Glitters. Acting proverb. e Rainbow. | For several characters. True Dignity. A Colloquy. For two boys. Sic Transit Gloria Mundi. "Acting charade P How to write “ Popular ” Stories. For two males. Grief too Expensive. For two males. ECA ROBY SOTA SERRA ACURE COREAOC: ry: Lanes pe spe Bac two eb pa Hamlet and the Ghost. For two persons. Dime Dialogues, No. 13. ro Ae sept Agr: ta ahah Eire Little Red Riding Hood, For two females. ‘clocks 4 ; , The Greenhorn. For two males. pees om 1 girl Two O’clock in the Morning. For three males, The Three M fs is Wore 16 New Application of an Old Rule. Boys and girls. An Indienstion Meeting. Bur several fonie} 1e Three Men of Science. For four males. Colored Cousins. A Colloquy. For two males. | An Indignation Meeting. Tor several females. The English Traveler. For two males. The Girl of the Period. For three girls. Worth, not Wealth. ; For four boys and a teacher, 7 The Fowl Rebellion. For two males and one female. | No such Word as F ail. F of pissin: males. Dime Dialogues, No. 3. Slow but Sure. For several males and two females. | The Sleeping Beauty. For a school. The May Queen. For an entire school. Caudle’s Velocipede. For one male and one female. Dress Reform Convention. For ten females. The Figures, For several small children, Keeping Bad Company. A Farce. For five males. The Trial of Peter Sloper. For seven boys. Courting Under Difficulties. Two males, one female. | Getting a Photograph. For males and females. National Representatives, A Burlesque. Fourmales. | The Society for General Improvement. For girls. Old Nably, the Fortune-teller. For three girls. Boy-talk. Yor several little boys. Mother is Dead. For several little girls, : An Innocent Intrigue. 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i The Dime Dialogues, (a TE A A eR TT ES SRR AT LT SORT ASTER re er eee remem sas ee 2S ene nce cemmenn aes: | The Investigati Committee. For nine ladies, A “Corner S Searuee. For four boys. The Imps of the Trunk Room. For five pape The Boasters. A Colloquy. For two little girls Kitty’s Funeral. For several little girls. Stratagem. Charade. For several characters. Testing Her Scholars. For numerous scholars. The World is What We Make It. For two girls. The Old and the New. For gentleman and lady, Dime Dialogues, No. 17. LITTLE FOLKS’ SPEECHES AND DIALOGUES, To be Happy You Must be Good. For two little girls and one i. Evanescent Glory. For a bevy of boys. The Little Peacemaker. For two little girls, What Parts Friends. For two little girls. _ . Martha Washington Tea Party. For five little girls in old-time costume. The Evil There is in it. For two young boys. Wise and Foolish Little Girl. For two girls. A Child’s Inquiries. For small child and teacher, The Cooking Club. For two girls and others. How to doit. For two boys. 2 A Hundred Years to Come. For boy and girl, Don’t Trust Faces. For several small boys. Above the Skies. For two small girls, The True Heroism. For three little boys, Give Us Little Boys a Chance; The Story of the Plum Pudding; I'll Be a Man; A Little Girl’s Rights Speech; Johnny’s Opinions of Grandmother; The Boasting Hen; He Knows der Rest; A Small Boy's View of Corns; Robby’s Sermon; Nobody’s Child; | Nutting at Grandpa Gray’s; Little Boy’s View of How Columbus Discovered America; Little Girl’s View; Little Boy’s Speech on Time; A Little Boy’s Pocket; The peng og Murder; Robby Rob’s Second Sermon; How the Baby Came; A Boy’s Observations: The New Slate; A Mother’s Love; The Creownin’ Glory; Baby Lulu; Josh Billings on the Bumble-bee, Wren, Alligator; Died Yesterday ; The Chicken’s Mistake; The Heir Apparent; De- liver Us from Evil; Don’t Want to be Good; Only a { Drunken Fellow; The Two Little Robins; Be Slow , to Condemn; A Nonsense Tale; Little Boy’s Decla- mation; A Child’s Desire: Bogus; The Goblin Cat; | Rub-a-dub; Calumny; Little Chatterbox; Where , are They? A Boy’s View; The Twenty Frogs; Go- ing to School; A Morning Bath; The Girl of Dun- dee; A Fancy; In the Sunlight; The New-laid Egg; The Little Musician; Idle Ben; Pottery-man, Dime Dialogues, No. 18. Fairy Wishes. Several characters, male and female. No Rose Without a Thorn. Two males, one female. Too Greedy by Half. Forthree males. One Good Turn Deserves Another. For six ladies. Courting Melinda, For three boys and one lady. The New Scholar. For several boys. The Little Intercessor. For four ladies. Antecedents. For three gentlemen and three ladies. Give a Dog a Bad Name. For four gentlemen, Spring-Time Wishes. For six little girls, Lost rlie: or, the Gipsy’s Revenge, ous characters. A little Tramp. For three little boys. Hard Times. For two gremeen and four ladies. The Lesson Well Worth Learning.. For two males and two females. Dime Dialogues, No. 19. An Awful st Sg For two females and two males, Contentment. For five little boys. Who are the Saints? For three young ps. California Uncle. For 3 males and 3 females, Be Kind tothe Poor. A little folks’ play. How People are Insured. A “duet.” Mayor. Acting Charade. For four characters, The Smoke Fiend. For four boys. A Kindergarten Dialogue. For a Christmas Festival. Personated by seven characters. The Use of Study. For three girls. The Refined Simpletons. For four ladies, Remember Benson, For three males. Modern Education. Three males and one female. Mad With Too Much Lore. For three males. The Fairy’s Warning. Dress Piece. For two girls. Aunt Eunice’s Experiment. For several. The Mysterious G. G. For 2 females and 1 male. We'll Mortgage the Farm, For 1 male and 2 females. An Old-Fashioned Duet. i The Auction. For numerous characters. Dime Dialogues, No. 20. The Wrong Man, For three males and three females, Afternoon Calls. For two little girls, Ned’s Present. For four boys. Judge Not. For teacher and several Telling Dreams. For four little folks, Saved by Love. For two boys. ny may eo y. ed _ — — three females. ouldn’t sh. For males, one female, A Little Vesuvius” For six little girls. “Sold.” For three boys. An Air Castle. For five males and three females, City Manners and Country Hearts. 3 girls and 1 boy, The Silly Dispute. For two girls and teacher, Not One There! For four male characters. Foot-print. For numerous characters. Keeping Boarders. For two females and three males, A Cure for Good. For one lady and two gentlemen, The Credulous Wise-Acre. For two males. Dime Dialogues, No. 21. A Successful Donation Party. For several. Out of Debt Out of Danger. For three males and three females. Little Red Riding Hood, For two children, For numer- scholars, How She Made Him Pro . A duet. The House on the Hill. For four females, Evidence enough. For two males. Worth and Wealth. For four females, Waterfall. For several. Mark = gg, Return. For four males, Cinderella. For several children. Too Much for Aunt Matilda. For three females. Wit against Wile. For three females and one male, A Sudden Recovery. Forthree males. The Double Stratagem. For four females. Counting Chickens Before They were Hatched, For four males. Dime Dialogues, No. 22. The Dark Cupid. For 3 Gentlemen and 2 ladies, That Ne’er-do-Well. Two males and two females, High Art. For two girls. Strange Adventures. For two boys. The King’s Supper. For four girls. A Practical Exemplification. For two boys, Titania’s Banquet. For a number of girls. Monsieur Thiers in America. For four boys, Doxy’s estas For three females, etc. A Frenchman, For two ladies and one gentleman. Boys Will Be Boys. For two boys and one girl, A Rainy Day. For three Sits adies. God Is Love. Fora number of scholars. The Way He Managed. Fortwo males, two females, Fandango. For various characters. The Little Doctor. For two tiny girls. A Sweet Revenge. For four boys. A May Day. For three little girls, From The Sublime to The Ridiculous. For 14 males. Heart Not Face. For five boys. Dime Dialogues, No. 23. Rhoda Hunt’s Remedy. For three females, one male. Hans Schmidt’s Recommend. For two males, Cheery and Grumble. For two little boys. The Phantom Doughnuts. For six females. Does it Pay? For six males. Company Manners and Home Impoliteness. For two males, two females and two children, The Glad Days, For two little boys. Unfortunate Mr. Brown. For one male, six females, The Real cost. For two girls. A Bear Garden. For three males and two females, The Busy Bees. For four little girls. Checkmate. For numerous characters. School-Time. For two little gine. Death Scene, Two principal characters and adjuncts, Dross and Gold, Several characters, male and female. Confound Miller. For three males and two females. Ignorance vs. Justice. For eleven males. Pedants All. For four males, Dime Dialogues, No. 24. The Goddess of Liberty. For nine young ladies The Three Graces. For three little girls. The Music Director. For seven males. A Strange Secret. For three girls. An Unjust Man. For four males. The Shop Girl’s Victory. For 1 male and 3 females, The Psychometiser. For 2 gentlemen and 2 ladies, Mean Is No Word For It, For four ladies. Whimsical. A number of characters of both sexes, Blessed Are the Peace-makers. Seven young girls, The Six Brave Men. For six boys. Have You Heard the News? A gossip’s catastrophe. The True Queen. A colloquy in verse. 2 young girls. A Slight Mistake. For 4 males, 1 female, etc. Lazy and Busy. A dialogueinrhyme. 10little fellows. The Old andthe Young. 1 gentleman and 1 little girl. That Postal Card. For 3 ladies and i gentleman. Mother Goose and Her Household, A whole school .. fancy dress dialogue and travestie, Dime Dialogues, No. £5. The Societies of the Delectables and Les Miserables. For two ladies and two gentlemen. What Each Would Have. For six little boys and teacher. Sunshine Through the Clouds. For four ladies, The Friend in Need. For four males. The Hours. For twelve little girls. In Doors and Out. For five little boys. Dingbats. For one female and three males. The Pound of Flesh. For three boys. Beware of the Peddlers. For seven mixed characters. Good Words. For a number of boys. A Friend. For a number of little girls. The True Use of Wealth. For a whole school, Gamester. For numerous characters. Put Yourself In His Place. For two boys. Little Wise Heads. For four little girls, The Regenerators. For five boys. Crabtree’s Wooing. For several characters. Integrity the Basis of All Success. For two males. A Crooked Way Made Straight. Gentleman and lady. How to ‘‘ Break In” Young Hearts, For two ladies and one gentleman. Dime Dialogues, No. 26, Poor Cousins. _ For three ladies and two gentlemen. Mountains and Mole-hills. For 6 ladies and spectators. A Test That Did Not Fail. For six boys. Two Ways of Seeing Things. For two little girls. Don’t Count Your Chickens Before They Are Hatched. For four‘ladies and a boy. Allis Fair in Love and War. 3 ladies & 2 gentlemen. How Uncle Josh Got Rid of the Legacy. For two males, with several transformations. The Lesson of Mercy, For two very small girls, Practice What You Preach. For four ladies. Politician. For numerous characters. The Canvassing Agent. For 2 males and 2 females, Grub. For two males. A Slight Scare. For 8 females and 1 male. Embodied Sunshine. For three young ladies, How Jim Peters Died. For two males. Dime Dialogues, No. 27. Patsey O’Dowd’s Campaign. 3 males aud 1 female, Hasty Inferences Not Always Just. Numerous boys, Discontented Annie. For several girls. A Double Surprise. For four males and one female, What Was It? For five ladies. What Will Cure Them. For a lady and two boys, Independent. For numerous characters, Each Season the Best. For four boys. Tried and Found Wanting. For several males, The Street Girl's Good Angel. 2 ladies & 2 little girls, A Boy’s Plot. For several characters. “That U teful Little Nigger.’’ For two males. If I Had the Money. For three little girls. Appearances Are Deceitful. Several ladies & 1 gent. Love's Protest. For two little girls. An Enforced Cure. For several characters. Those Who Preach and those Who Perform, 3 males, A Gentle Conquest. For two young girls. Dime Dial:gues, No. 28. A Test that Told. For six ladies and two gents, Organizing a Debating Society. For four boys, Tite Awakening. For four little whe The Rebuke Proper. For 8 gentlemen and 2 ladies, Exorcising an Evil Spirit. For six ladies. Both Sides of the Fence. For four males. The Spirits of the Wood. For two troupes of girls, No Room forthe Drone. For three little boys. Arm-chair. For numerous characters. Measure for Measure. For four girls. Saved a Dream. For two males and two females, An Infallible Sign. For four boys. A good Use for money. For six little girls. An Agreeable Profession. For several characters. Dime Dialogues, No. 29. Who Shall Have the Dictionary? For six males and two females. The Test of Bravery. For four boys and teacher. Fortune’s Wheel. For four males. The Little Asthetes, For six little girls. The Yes and No of Smoke. For three little boys. No References. For six gentlemen and three ladies, An Amazing Good Boy. One male and one female, What a Visitation Did. For several ladies. Simple Simon. For four little boys. The Red Light. For four males, two females, etc. The Sweetest Thought. For four little girls. The Inhuman Monster. For 6 ladies and 1 gentleman, Three Little Fools.’ For four small boys. Beware of the Dog! For 3 ladies and 3 ‘‘ Dodgers.” Bethlehem. For a Sunday-School Class Exhibition, Joe Hunt’s Hunt. For two boys and two girls, Rags. For six males. Dime Dialogues, No, 30. Invisible Heroes. For five young ladies. A “Colored” Lecture. For four males, Wishes. For five little boys. Look at Home. For three little girls. Fisherman's Luck. For two males and three females. x He Didn’t Hire Him. For several characters, A Fortunate Mistake. For six he ladies, etc. An Alphabetical Menagerie. For a whole school: The Higher Education. For eight boys. The Vicissitudes of a Milliner. For six females, Cat and Dog. For two little ones. The Asthete Cured. For 2 ladies and 3 gentlemen, Jim Broderick’s Lesson. For two boys. The Other Side of the Story. For five females. The Test that Told. For five males. Wooing by Proxy. For 2 ladies and 8 gentlemen. Learning from Evil. For five boys. The Teacher's Ruse. For ten boys and three girls, perce se of Nations. For eleven personators. Additional Personations for ‘‘ dess of Liberty.”* A scenic piece in Dialogues No, 2%. Dime Dialogues, No 31. Barr’s Boarders. For various characters. A Lively Afternoon, For six males. A New Mother Hubbard. For six little girls. Bread on the Waters. For four females. Forninst the Scientists. For two males. Sloman’s Angel. For two males and one female, What Each Would Do. For six little girls. Twenty Dollars a Lesson. For eleven males. Aunt Betsey’s Ruse. For 3 females and 1 male, The Disconcerted Supernaturalist. For one male and audience ‘* voices.” Grandma Grumbleton’s Protest. Fora “grandma” and several gir] grandchildren. Nothing Like Training. For a number of males. The Bubble. For two little giils. Medicine for Rheumatiz. For two “ cullud pussons.” That Book Agent! For three males and one female, The Well Taught Lesson. For five little boys. A;Turn of the-Tide. For 3 males and 8 females, A True Carpet-Bagger. For three females, Applied Metaphysics. For six males, hat Humphrey Did. For 5 males and 3 females, For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent, post- paid, to any address, on receipt of price, ten cents, BEADLE AND ADAMS, Pustisners, 98 William Street, New York,
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THE DIME SPEAKERS.:- Se tit} Each Speaker, 100 pages 12mo., containing from 50 to 75 pieces, Dime American Speaker, No. 1 Die Blecntioniats Wa Bi 3 | Guitare erty | aN eal ae poe Amerie, J. Jeboom’s Oration, SEC. I. Prrxcrptes or True ENvuNcIATION.—Faults Tail-enders, [Baptist, | The Man y 0} ashington, ute re, unciation; How to Avoi em. Spec es 143, Pisa ton the wenn ae The Weather ant Chernin ae ptiien a ee ee ys Temptations of Cities, ; ’ eteoric Disquisition roken Resolutions, : oe eal pea ee” The Heated Term, SEC. I. Tae Arr or Oratory. Sheridan’s List of | Be Sure You are Right, | There is no Death, Inde cna n Struggle, a megttt i Re tee ed, the Passions: Tranquillity, Cheerfulness, Mirth, | Be of Good Cheer, Races, Ff Cee Gecxire, To Wise Bound Fool- Raillery, Buffoonery, Joy, Delight, a In- | Crabbed Folks, {Shrew, A Fruitful Discourse, Th naliey of M, . % leaniy fish, é guisy, Attention, Modesty, Perplexity, Pity, Grief, | Taming a Masculine | A Frenchman’s Dinner, © Eq an, rue Vice te vie elancholy, Despair, Fear, Shame, Remorse, | Farmers, [Our Country, | Unjust National Acqui’n, arate AR hha “yx . x, Ngee eae ts, | 4 Courage, ting, Pride, Cbatinacy, ag so a By peare of ies eo my coe Fruit , ’ , Commanding, Forbidding, Affirming, Denying e Cold-water Man, ) ompson’s Dau’r, ; The Sewing Machine, No Peace with Oppres- a eeenee greeing, Exhorting, Judging, Approv- | Permanency of States, | House Cleaning, d Th i re Lif sion, taM ing, Acquitti , Condemning, Teaching, Pardon- | Liberty of Speech, It Is Not Your Business. The Ups and Downs, A Thankagiving Ser ing, Arguing, Dismissing, Retusing, Granting, De- Dime Juvenile Speaker, No. 9 he Tray Great | ne Gost of ca | ee ee Ape pe aus, Oe | A Boy's Phlosophy,, | Tale of herTrorin, 2 ? ‘ 4 ’ ect, , Wonder, ri K x s rm Reliring aid Ris’g, a Tanah Im ety rlosity Peravablon: Tempting, Promising, Affecta- | Hoe Out Your Row, Bromley’s Speech, True Nationality,” Unfinished Problems, | . 400, Sloth, Intoxication, Anger, etc. Tho Seleiete ee. lane eehe eae Our Natal Day,’ Honor to the Detid. SEC. II, Tue Component ELeMents oF AN ORA a —- Cat, peach thaperedi ys 19 Solferino . Immortality of Patriote, T10N.—Rules of Composition as applied to Words | > Sac Coo aM i pene 2 of Lif. Intelli ence the Basis of | Webster’s Porit'l System, and Phrases, viz. : urity, Propriety, Precision. The edit Orn, Mi em 8 8, The War, iberty, | A Vision in the Forum, As applied to Sentences, viz.: Length of Sentence, The re ag pe sertiye Plea for Skates, Charge of Li nt Briere: The Press Clearness, Unity, Strength. —s of Speech; the The Fairy Sh or ’ Playing Ball, After the Battle, Woman's Rights, From Sane meg my rer} t “4 pay ra the | what Was Laathed er, ALD Why The Glass Railroad Right of the Governed, rmation, the Refutation, the Peroration. ; ive Case of Mr. Macbeth, a der, ° SEC. IV. RepreseNTATIVE Exercises iN PROSE AND pg te il rote - r So a Ie ad, Prof. on Phrenology, oman, Verse.—Transition; A Plea for the Ox; Falstaff’s | {he Snake in the Grass, | The Outside Dog Annabel Lee, Alone, Soliloquy on Honor; the Burial of Lincoln; the | wolf and Lamb Prayer to Light : pnngtan's Name, The Rebellion of 1861, Call and Response; the Bayonet Charge; Histo: Lion in Love, y Little Jim The or Boy’s Syren, | Disunion. of a Life; the Bugle; the Bells; Byron; Macbet Frogs Asking for a King, Angelina’s Lament, and the Dagger; amlet’s Soliloquy; Old Things; | gick Lion, Johnny Shrimps on Boots Dime National Speaker, No. 2. Look Upward; King William Rufus;’ the Bye; an Country and Town Mice, | Mercy, Country’s Future, The Statesman’s Labors, True Immortality Let the Childless Weep, Our Country’s Glory, Union a Household, Ind dence Bell, The Scholar's Dignity, The Cycles of Pro e, Creowning Glory of U. 8. Three Fools, > : n, Our Great Inheritance, Union and its Results, Eulogy on Henry Clay, Ohio, Oliver Hazard Perry, Our Domain ga of Belief, The Indian Chief, The Independent Farmer Mrs. Grammar’s Ball, How the Money Comes, Future of the Fashions, Loyalty to Liberty, Our Country First, Last, and Always, British Influence, Defense of Jefferson, Nationa] Hatreds, Ere ber Out, trive for the Best, oni A Rising, D of Kindness, Gates of Sleep, The le, A Hoo Gem, are of the Struggle, Beautiful and bog The Worm of the Still, a and me tne ee 0, e of the Washington, a: The Deluge. Dime Patriotic Speaker, No. 3. America to the World, Love of Count Right of Self- rva- Our Ca’ [tion, ’ April 15, 1861, The Spirit of '61, The Precious Heritage, The Irish Element, Train’s t ech Union Square Speeches, The Union, Our Country’s Call, The Story of an Oak Tree, L-e-g On My Leg, History of Our yf T. F. Meagher’s A dress, We Owe to the Union, Last Speeds of stephen peech o A. Douglas, ep Great Bell Roland, The New Year and the King Cotton, [Union, Battle Anthem, The Ends of Peace, Freedom the Watchword Crisis of Our Nation, Duty of Christian Pa- triots, Turkey Dan’s Oration, A Fearless Plea, The Onus of Slavery, A Foreigner’s Tribute, The Little Zouave Catholic Cathe The “ Speculators.” Dime Comic Speaker, No. 4, Klebcyergoss on the War, ! Age Bluntly Considered, api eng The Wasp and the Bee, Comic Grammar, No. 1, I’m Not a Single Man, A. Ward’s Advice, Buzfuz on Pickwick, Romeo and Juliet, appiness, reman, The United States, Puff's Ace’t of Himself, Practical Phrenology, Beautif Cabbag: is Funny Vengceatie Peo Bachelor Like? ul, 2, a Folks, A Song of Woe, Ward’s Trip to Richm’d, Parody, The Mountebank, Compound Interest, A Sermon on the Feet, Old Dog Jock, The Fishes’ Toilet, Brian O’Linn, Crockett to Office-seekers Who Is My Opponent? Political Stump Speech, Comic Grammar, No. 2, Farewell to the Bottle, The Cork ; The Smack in School Slick’s Definition of Wife, Tale of a Hat, The Debating Club, A Dutch Sermon, Lecture on Locomotion, Mrs, Caudle on Umbr’lla, Essa Onto Musik; Discoveries of Galileo. SEC. V. OxssERVATIONS oF Goop AUTHORITIES, Dime Humorous Speaker, No. 6. A Sad Story A String of Onions, A Tragic Story, Dow, Jr.’s Le Ego and Echo. Fashionable Women, Fern Thistles, Good-Nature, Gottlieb Klebcyerg Schlackenlichter’s snake, Hosea Biglow’s Opinions, How the Money Hun-ki-do-ri’s ‘Fourth of July Oration, If be Mean No, Say No, Jo Bows on Leap Year, Lay of the A sat Lot Skinner's E M Nothing to Do Old Caudle’s Umbrella, Old Grimes’s Son, Paddle Your Own Canoe, Parody on “ Araby’s Daughter,”’ Poetry Run Mad, on dea Names, Scientific Lectures, The Ager, The Cockney, The Codfish, Fate of Sergeant Thin, The Features’ Quarrel, Hamerican Voodchuck, The Harp of a Thousand Strings, The Last of the Sarpints, The March to Moscow, The Mysterious Guest, The Sa The Sea-Serpent, The Secret, The Shoemaker, The Useful Doctor, The Waterfall To the Bachelors’ Union foe, Ep United States Presidents, Vagaries of Popping the Question, What I Wouldn’t Be Yankee Doodle Aladdin, te Moskeetare, Dime Standard Speaker, No. 7, The World We Live In, Woman's Claims, Authors of our Liberty, The Real ey em The Citizen’s Heritage, Italy The Mechanic, Nature and Nature’s God The Modern Good, [Sun, Ossian’s Address to the Independence Bell—1777, eck, Fo; Thoughts, The es’ Man, Life, The Idler, The Unbeliever, The Two Liv The True Scho Judges not Infallible, Fanaticism, b perpnte of pages griculture, rime, Irela nd, The People Always Con- Music of Labor, —_ [quer, Prussia and Austria, ishing, John Burns, Gettysburg, No Sect in Heaven, Miss Prude’s Tea-Party, The Power of an Idea, ted Beneficence lee rage, ea, Dream of the Revelers, HowCyrus Laid the Cable The Prettiest Hand, Paradoxical, Little Jerry, the Miller, The Blarney Stone, The Student of Bonn The Broken Household, The Bible, The Purse and the Sword rue Moral Courage, What is War? My Deb rah Lee, y Debo The Race, The Pin and Needle, The Modern Puritan. Immortality of the Soul, Occupation, Heroism and Daring, A Shot at the Decanter. Dime Stump Speaker, No. 8. Hon. J. M. Stubbs’ Views on the Situation, Hans Schwackheimer on Woman’s Suffrage, All for a Nomination Old Ocean, Sea, The Sea,the Sea, the open Star Bangled Spanner, Stay Where You Belong, Life’s What You Make It, Where’s My Money, ag from Conscience, an’s Relation to Society The Limits to Happiness, New England and Union, The Unseen Battlefield, Plea for the Republic, America, (Fallacy, * Right of Secession” a Life’s Sunset, Human Nature, Man and Woman, Home, The Lotus-Planter, Little Things. A Baby’s Soliloquy, oe we A Plea for Eggs Humbug Patriotism, Night After Christmas, Short Legs, Shrimps on Amusements, How the Raven Became Blatk, A Mother's Work, The Same, Who Rules, A Sheep Story, A Little Correspondent, One Good Turn Deserves My Dream, [Another, Rain, I'll Never Use Tobacco, A Mosaic, The Old Bachelor, Choice of Hours Poor Richard's Sayings, Who Killed Tom Roper, Nothing to Do Honesty Best Policy, Heaven, Ho for the Fields, Fashion on the Brain, On Shanghais, A Smile, Casabianca Homeopathic Soup, Nose and Eyes, Malt [Come. A Hundred Years to The Madman and he, Little Sermons, [Razor, Snuffles on Electricity, The Two Cradles, The Ocean Storm, Do Thy Little—Do it Well Little Puss, Base-Bi [Fever, Prescription for Spring Dime Spread-Eagle Speaker, No. 10, Ben Buster’s Oration, Hans Von Spiegel’s 4th, Drum-head Sermons, Schnitzerl's Philoso Josh Billings’s Advi “Woman's Rights,’ A Hard-she Sermon,” Luke Lather, The Boots, The Hog, The Squeezer, Jack Spratt, Noah and the Devil, New England 4 A Lover’s Luck The Ancient Bachelor Hifalutin Adolphus Jacob Whittle’s Speech, | Digestion and aradise, Jerks Prognosticates, . Distinction’s Disadvant- | A Word with Snooka, mith, [ages, | Sut Loven, Gushalina Bendibus, A Mtle Ride, A Stock of Notions, Josh Billings on Buzzers, Speaking for the Sheriff, Il Trovatore, Daking a Shweat, Kissing in the Street, Then and Now | Scandalous, Josh Billings’s Lecturing, Slightly Mixed, Doctor De Blister’s Ann’t, The Office-seeker, Consignments, Old Bachelors, Hard Lives, oman, Dan Bryant's Speech, A Colored View, Original Maud Muller, Nobody The Niam Nia People Will Talk” Swackhamer’s Who Wouldn't Feline” . Train of Circumstances, | Don't Depend on Daddan, Good Advice. The Itching Palm, | Music of Labor. ‘The American Ensign. Debater and Chairman’s Guide No. 11, 1.—DEBATING Society. Its Office and Usefulness, Formation of, Constitution of, By-Laws of, Rules of Government, Local Rules of Order, Local Rules of Debate, Subjects of Discussion. 11.—How To DEBATE. Why there are few good Debaters, Ses) me to Oratori- cal Success The Logic of Debate, The Rhetoric of Debate, Maxims to Observe, The Preliminary Premise, Order of Argument, Summary. 111, —CHATRMAN’S GUIDE. Ordinary Meetings and Assemblies, The Organization, Order of Business and Proceedings, ; The “ Question.” How it can be Treated, The ‘‘ Question.”” How to be Considered, Rights to the Floor, Rights of a Speaker as , Against the Chair, Calling Yeas and Nays, Interrupting a Vote. tion of Delibera- ve Bodies, Conven- tions, Annual or Gen- eral Assemblies, Preliminary Organization Permanent O ization, The Order of Busin Considering Reports, of Subsidia Subsidiary Motions, The Due Order of Gn- sidering Questions, Committees,
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Objects of a Committee, | Which is the Greatest Their Powers, Benefit to his Country How Named, —the Warrior, States- ‘When Not to Sit, man, or Poet? Rules of Order and Pro | Debates in Brief: cedure, Is the Readi of How to Report, Works of Fiction to be The Committee of the| Condemned? Whole, Tl. Are Lawyers a Bene Miscellaneous, fit or a to So- Treatment of Pye ciety? Hints to's Uhaienian. : ¥.—QUOTATIONS AND Iv.— DEBATES, PHRASES, Debate in full: Latin. Dime Exhibition Speaker, No. 12. The Orator of the Day, | Gravelotte, The Heathen Chinee, All Hail! The Land we Love, Jim Bludso. Spirit of Forgiveness, Be True to Yourself, Amnesty and Love, Ah Sin’s Reply Beauty, A Plea for miles, Song of Labor, The Stanislaus Scientific | Manifest Destiny, Free Italy, {Society, | Let It Alone! Italy’s Alien Ruler, Disconcerted Candidate, Curse of One Man Power, Maud Muller After Hans Treaty of Peace (1814), Breitman, The Critical Moment, What Is True Happiness? The East and the W The Irish of It. A ge Is There any Money in it? | What We See in the Sky* Are we a Nation? What I Wish, Social Science, Good Manners, Influence of Liberty, A Ballad of Lake‘Erie, The Patriot’s Choice, uffrage, The Right of the People, | The Caucasian Race, The Crowning Glory, A Review of Situation, The Pumpkin, Little Breeches, ding, When*You’re Down, Hans Donderbeck’s Wed- What England Has Done | A Victim of Toothache, The Right of Neutrality, | Story of the Twins, The National Flag, A Cold in the Nose, Our True Future, My Uncle Adolphus, Dime School Speaker, No. 13. PoPuLAR ORATOR. The True Gentleman, Fanny Butterfly’s Ball, | The Tragic Pa, Topics Uncongenial to| SABBATH-SCHOOL PrxcEs, Creatuees, A Cry for Life, Live for pens The Sabbath, Civil & Religious , | Gnarled Lives, Second Review of the | A Good Life Grand ger To Whom Shall We Give Dishonesty o: Politica, Thanks? The Great Commoner, Resolutio Character and Achieve- | Never Mind, ment, The Bible, “TI Can't,” Christianity Our Bul- It ht Have Been,” war Don’t Strike a Man The Want of the Hour, Down, The Midnight Train, On Keeping at I The Better View, Treasures of the Deep, Do Thy Little—Do it Well Keep Cool, Jesus Forever, The Precious Freight, The Heart, A Sketch, The World Sword the True Arbiter, | Beautiful Thoughts, ; A Picture of Life Baron Grimalkin’s Death True_ to Yourself, Obed Snipkina, Tone Mee. A Catastrophe, Time is ageing, Cheerfulness, The 1 of Autumn, tains, 8 ot Harshly, Last Lay of the Minstrel, urage, The U: mee Layer, The Eternal Hymn, Dread t, Live for Civil Service Reform, The Silent City. Dime Ludicrous Speaker, No. 14. 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BREADLE'’*] )IME*]IBRARY. Published Every Wednesday. Each Issue Complete and Sold at the Uniform Price of Ten Cents. No Double Numbers. 422 Blue Grass Burt, the Gold Star Detective; or, ToDuty Bound, to Vengeance Sworn. By J.C. Cowdrick. 4% The Lone Hand; or, The Recreants of the Red River. By Albert W. Aiken. 424 Hawk Heron’s Deputy: or, Nixey’s Nip. Jackson Knox, (Old Hawk.) ’ ct 4% The Sea Sword; or, The Ocean Rivals. By Col. P. Ingraham, 426 The Ghost Detective; or, The Spy of the Secret Service. By Joseph E. Badger, Yr, 427 The Rivals of Montana Mills; or, Redgrave, the Renegade. By Wm. H. Manning. 428 em Flying Glim; or, The Island Lure. By Leon wis. #9 Hair Trigger Tom of Red Bend; or, All Wool and a Y Wide. By William R. Eyster. 430 The Fatal Frigate: or, Rivals in Love and War. By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. 481 California Kit, the Always on Hand; or, The Mountain Rivals. By Philip 8. Warne. 482 The Giant Horseman; or, Tracking the Red Cross Gang. By George C. Jenks. 483 Laughing Leo; or, Spread Eagle Sam’s Dand Pard, By Joseph BE. Badger, Jr. 4 4% Lucifer Lynx, the Wonder Detective; or, A Cool Hand Among Hot Heads. By Capt. H. Holmes. 485 The One-Armed Buccaneer; or, The Havenless Cruiser. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham, 48% Kentucky Jean, the Sport From Yellow Pine; or, pn gabe Belle of Bended Bow. By J. C. Cow- 487 Deep Duke, the Silent Sharp; or, The Man of Two Lives. By Wm. H. Manning. #8 Oklahoma Nick; or, Boomer_Bolt’s Surprise Party. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 489 Salamander Sam; or, The Swamp Island Rene- gades. By Major D. B. Dumont. 440 The High Horse of the Pacific. By Albert W. Aiken. 441 The California Sharp; or, The Trail of the Gold- en Grandee. By Capt. Howard Holmes. 442 Wild West Walt, the Mountain Veteran; or, The Gunmakers of World's End. By W. H. Manning. 443 A Cool Hand; or, Pistol Johnny's Picnic at Top Notch. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 444 The Magic Detective; or, The Hidden Hand. By Jackson Knox. 445 Journeyman John, the Champion; or, The Win- ning Hand. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker. 446 Ocean Ogre, the Outcast Corsair; or, The Good Ship of Il-Omen. By Col. P. Ingraham. 447 Volcano, the ’Frisco Spy; or, The Secret of the Secret Seven. By Capt. Howard Holmes. 448 Hark Kenton, the Traitor; or, The Hunted Life. By Major D. Burr. 449 Bluff Burke, King of the Rockies; or, The Black Stake Rivals. By Wm. H. Manning. #50 The Rustler Detective; or, The Bounding Buck from Buffalo Wallow. By J. E. Badger, Fe. #1 Griplock, the Rocket Detective; or, The Han- ~ ghaw Mystery. By Jackson Knox. 452 Rainbow Rob, the Tulip from Texas; or, The Spot Saint’s Mission. By J. C. Cowdrick. #3 Captain Col p’s Long Trail; or, The Rivals of Silver Deck “oe Capt. Aisward Holmes. 454 The Night Raider; or, The Mysterious Marauder. By Major D. B. Dumont. #5 Yank Yellowbird, the Tall Hustler of the Hills; or, The Conspirators of Medicine Springs. By Wm. H. Manning. #6 The Demon Steer; or, The Outlaws on the Abi- lene Cattle Trail. By Leon Lewis. @7 The Sea Insurgent; or, The Conspirator’s Son. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. #8 Dutch Dan, the Pilgrim from Spitzenbe The Rocky Racket at Rough Robin. By KE. Badger, Jr. E's] Malor Sunshine, the Man of Three Lives; or, The Waiting Waifs at Git Thar. By Wm. R. Eyster. 460 Captain Coldgrip, the City Detective; or, The = — Woman in New York. By Capt. Howard olmes. 461 The Fresh onthe Rio Grande; or, The Red Riders of Rayon. By Albert W. Aiken, 462 The Circus Detective; or, Griplock in a New Role. By Jackson Knox, #3 Gold Gauntlet, the Gulch Gladiator; or, Yank Yellowvird’s Hot Campaign. By Wm. H. Man- > OF, oseph ning. 464 Sandycraw, the Man of Grit; or, The River Soares Revenge. By Major D. B. Dumont. 45 The Actor Detective. By Albert.W. Aiken. 46 Old h and Ready, the Sages Sundown; or, Not for Life but for Honor. J. E. Badger, Jr. \ \ 467 Mainwaring the Salamander; or, The Detectives’ Ordeal. By Jackson Knox. 468 Coldgrip in Deadwood; or, The Great Detective’s Double Trail. By Captain H. Holmes. 469 The Lieutenant Detective; or, The Fugitive Sail- or. By Col. P. Ingraham. 470 The Duke of Dakota; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Fiery Gantlet. By Wm. H. Manning. 471 The Heart of Oak Detective; or, Zigzag’s Full Hand, By E. A. St. Mox. 472 Six-Foot Si; or, The Man to “Tie To.” By P.S. Warne. 473 Gilbert of Gotham, the Steel Arm Detective; or. Fighting the Powers of Air, By J. C. Cowdrick, 474 Daddy Dead-Eye, the Despot of Dew-Drop; or, The Damsel from Deseret. By Jos. E. Badger. 475 Chin Chin, the Chinese Detective; or, The Dark Work of the Black Hand. By A. W. Aiken. 476 Bob Brent, Buccaneer; or, The Red Sea-Raider. By Col. P. Ingraham. 477 Dead-Arm Brandt; or, The Long Vengeance, By Jackson Knox. 478 Pinnacle Pete: or, The Fool From "Way Back. By W. R. Eyster. 479 Gladiator Gabe, the Samson of Sassa Jack; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Castle Crusade. By Wm. H. Manning. 480 Hawkspear, the Man with a Secret; or, New York Nick’s Spirit Trail. By Capt. H. Holmes, 481 The Silent Detectives; or, The Bogus Nephew. By Leon Lewis. 482 Ocean Tramps; or, The Desperadoes of the Deep. By Col. P. Ingraham, 483 Flush Fred, the River Sharp; or, Hearts for Stakes. By Ed. Willett. 484 Captain Broce, the Red Ransomer; or, Nick Peddie’s Wild West Inheritance. By Leon Lewis, 485 Rowlock, the Harbor Detective; or, The Terrible Twins, By Jackson Knox. 486 Kansas Kitten, the Northwest Detective; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Search-Brigade. By Wm. H, Manning. 487 Sunshine Sam, Chip of the Old Block; or, The Silent Trail of the Silent Six. By Capt. Howard Holmes. 488 The Thoroughbred Sport; or, The Big Bracer’s Bequest. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 489 The Pirate Hunter; or, The Ocean Rivals. By Col. P. Ingraham, 490 The Lone Hand in Texas; or, The Red-Gloved Raiders of the Rio Grande. By A. W. Aiken. 491 Zigzag and_ Cutt, the Invincible Detectives; or, A Precious Set of Scoundrels. By E. A. St. Mox, 492 Border Bullet, the Prairie Sharpshooter; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Black Hills Colony. By Wm. H. Manning. 493 The Scouts of the Sea; or, The Avenging Buc- caneer. By Col. P. Ingraham. 494 The Detective’s Spy; or, The Invisible Rook. By Jackson Knox. 495 Rattlepate Rob; or, The Roundhead’s Reprisal. By Jos. E, Badger, Jr. 496 Richard Redfire, the Two Worlds Detective; or, To the Bitter End. By Capt. H. Holmes. 497 The Fresh in Texas; or, The Escobedo Millions. By A. W. Aiken, 498 Central Pacific Paul, The Mail-Train Spy; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Iron Trail. By William H. Manning. 499 Twilight Carlie, the Road Sport; or, Sulphur Sam's Double. By J. CO. Cowdrick, 500 The True Heart Pards; or, The Gentleman Vagabond. By Dr. N. Dunbar. 501 age oa Steve, the Retired Detective; or, The Relentless Shadower. By Jackson Knox. 502 Bareback Buck, the Centaur of the Plains; or, The Trail of Six. By P, 8. Warne. 503 The Dude from Denver; or, The Game at Ground Hog. By Wm. R. Eyster. 504 Solemn Saul, the Sad Man from San Saba; or, The Big Shell-Out. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 505 Phil Fox, the Genteel Spotter; or, the Private Secretary’s Oath. By Captain HH. Holmes. 506 Uncle Honest, the Peacemaker of Hornet’s Nest; or, Yank Yellowbird versus the Leather Jackets. By Wm. H. Manning. 507 The Drummer Detective; or, The Dead Straight Trail. By Geo. C. Jenks. 508 Topnotch Tim, the Mad Parson; or, The Bad Men of the Basin. By Major D. B. Dumont. 509 Old Falcon, the Thunderbolt Detective, or, The Fateful Legacy. By Jackson Knox. 510 El Moro, the Corsair Commodore; or, The Lion of the Lagoon. By Col. P. Ingraham. 511 Paint Pete, the Praire Patrol; or, The Rival Rancheros. By Major 8. 8. Hall, - r \ é Li ey oF “tage Midbco: = NOES FS emaate.. 512 Captain Velvet’s Big Stake; or, The Gold Goths of No Man’s Ground. By Capt. H. Holmes. 513 Texas Tartar, the Man with Nine Lives; or, Yank Yellowbird’s Best Yank. By William H. Manning. 614 Gabe Gunn, the Grizzly from Ginseng; or, Solemn Saul’s Seraph. By Jos E. Badger, Jr. 515 Short Stop Maje, the Diamond Field Detective; or, Old Ealcon’s Master Game. By J. Knox. 516 Chatard, the Dead-Shot Duelist; or, The Fate- ful Heritage. By Col. P. Ingraham. 517 Buffalo Bill’s First Trail; or, Will Cody, the Pony Express Rider. By Ned Buntline, - 518 Royal Richard, the Thoroughbred; or, Long Pete Jenkius’s Convoy. By John W. Osbon, 519 Old Riddles, the Rocky Ranger; or, The Reser- vation Castaways. By J.C. Cowdrick. 520 The Lone Hand on the Caddo; or, The Bad Man of the Big Bayou. By A, W. Aiken. 521 Paradise Sam, the Nor’west Pilot; or, Ya Yellowbird’s Great Diskivery. By William H. Manning. 522 The Champion Three; or, Six-Foot Si’s Clean Sweep. By P. 8. Warne. 523 Reynard of Red Jack; or, The Lost Detective. By Captain H. Holmes, 524 The Sea Chaser; or, The Pirate Noble. By Col. P. Ingraham. ‘ 525 Fresh Frank, the Derringer Daisy; or, Millions onthe Turn, By Wm. R. Eyst: r, 526 Death Grip, the Tenderfoot Detective; or, A Still Hunt for Old Secrecy. By Geo. C. Jenks. 527 Dandy Andy, the Diamond Detective; or, The Twins of Tiptop. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 528 Huckleberry, the Foot-Hills Detective; or, The Rival Ranchmen. By Lieut. A. K. Sims, 529 The Fresh in New York; or, The Vendetta o. Hate. By A. W. Aiken. 530 The Savages of the Sea; or, The Avenging Cruiser. By Col. P. Ingraham. 531 Saddle-Chief Kit, the Pra‘rie Centaur; or, The Border Blacksmith’s Terrible Temptation. By Wm. H. Manning. 532 Javert, the Independent Detective; or, Captain Cinnabar in New York. By Capt. H. Holmes. 583 Oregon, the Sport with a Scar; or, The Best Man of Brace Box. By Wm. R. Eyster. 554 Greenmountain Joe; or, The Counterfeiter’s Cave. By Marmaduke Dey. 535 Dandy Dutch, the Decorator from Dead-Lift; or, Saul Sunday’s Search for Glory. By J. E. Badger. 536 Old Falcon’s Foe; or, The Matchless Detective’s Swell Job. By Jackson Knox. 587 Blake, the Mountain Lion; or, The Fresh Against the Field. By Albert W. Aiken. 588 Rube Rocket, the Tent Detective; or, The Treacherous Two. By Geo. C. Jenks. 539 Old Doubledark, the Wily Detective; or, The In- visible Foe’s Masquerade. By Wm. H. Manning. 540 The Fleet Scourge; or, The Sea Wing of Salem. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 541 Major Magnet, the Man of Nerve; or, The Muck- a-Mucks of Animas. By Joseph EB. Badger, Jr. 542 The Ocean Drift; or, The Fight for Two Lives, By A. F. Holt. 543 The te Detective; or, Major Million’s Joust with the Witch. By Capt. Howard Holmes, 544 The Back to Back Pards; or, The Right Man in the Wrong Place, By Philip 8. 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a” 41 Lasso Jack, the Young Mustanger. 1 Deadwood Dick, the Prince of the Road. By E. L. Wheeler. 2 Yellowstone Jack; or, Trappers of the Enchanted Ground. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 8 Kansas King; or, The Red Right Hand. By Buffalo Bill. 4 The Wild Horse Hunters. = one Mayne Reid. 5 Vagabond Joe, the Young Wandering Jew. By Oll Coomes. 6 Bill Biddon, Trapper; or, Life in the Northwest. By Edward 8. Eliis. 7 The Flying Yankee; or, The Ocean Outcast. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham, ‘ 8 Seth Jones; or, The Captives of the Frontier. By E. 8S. Elis. 9 The Adventures of Baron Munchausen. 10 iat, Paes or, The Fate of the Sioux Captive. By a8 s. 11 The Two Detectives; or, The Fortunes of a Bow- ery Girl. By Albert W. Aiken. 12 Gulliver’s Travels. 13 The Dumb Pay By Oll Coomes. 14 Aladdin; or, The Wonderful Lamp, 15 The Sea-Cat; or, The Witch of Darien. By Fred. Whittaker. 16 Life and Surprising Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, By Daniel Defoe. 17 Ralph Roy, the Boy Buccaneer; or, The Fugitive Yacht. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 18 The History of Sindbad the Sailor. 19 The Phantom Spy; or, The Pilot of the Prairie. By Buffalo Bill. 20 Deadwood Dick’s Defiance; or, The Double Dag- ers. By Edward L. Wheeler. 21 The Frontier Angel. A Romance of Kentucky Rangers’ Life. By E. S. Ellis. 22 The Sea Serpent; or, The Boy Robinson Crusoe. By Juan Lewis. 23 Nick o’ the Night; or, The Boy Spy of ‘76. By T. C. Harbaugh. 24 Diamond Dirk; or, The Mystery of the Yellow- stone. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham, 25 The Boy Captain; or, The Pirate’s Daughter. By Roger Starbuck. 26 Cloven-Hoof, the Buffalo Demon; or, The Border Vultures. By E. L. Wheeler. 27 Antelope Abe, the Boy Guide. By Oll Coomes. 28 Deadwood Dick’s Disguise; or, Buffalo Ben, the Prince of the Pistol. By Edward L. Wheeler. 29 The Dumb Page; or, The Doge’s Daughter. By Frederick Whittaker. 30 Roaring Ralph Rockwood, the Reckless Ranger, By Harry St. George. 81 Keen-Kvife, Prince of the Prairies. By Oll Coomes. 32 Bob Woolf, the Border Ruffian; or, The Girl Dead-Shot. By E. L. Wheeler. 338 The Ocean Bioodhound; or, The Red Pirates of the Caribbees. By 8. W. Pierce. 34 Oregon Sol; or, Nick Whiffles’s Boy Spy. By Capt. J. F. 6. Adams. 25 Wild Ivan, the Boy Claude Duval: or, The Broth- erhood of Dead. Deadwood Dick Romance No. 4. By Edward L. Wheeler. _ 86 The Boy Clown; or, The Queen of the Arena, By Frank §. Finn. a A 87 The Hidden Lodge; or, The Little Hunter of the Adirondacks. By ‘. C. Harbaugh. 88 Ned Wylde, the Boy Scout. By Texas Jack. 89 Death-Face, the Detective; or, Life and Love in a pe aoe 34 eta Ls Wheeler. By vi n. story of a Young erican. John J, Marshall. By Oll Coomes, 42 D:adwood Dick's Bonanza; or, The Phantom 43 Dick Darling, the bony Express Rider. By Capt. =a ck Darlin e Pon ress Rider. a F. Whittaker. J ists 44 Rattling Rube; or, The Night-Hawks of Ken- tucky. By Harry St. George. 45 Old Avalanche, the Great Annihilator; or, Wild Edna, the Girl Brigand. By Edward L. Wheeler. 46 Glass-Eye, the Great Shot of the West. By Capt. J. F. C. Adams. : a ee Nat; or, The Forest Captains. By . T. C. Harbaugh. _ 48 Black John, the Road-Agent; or, The Outlaws’ _ Retreat. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 49 Deadwood Dick in Danger; or, Omaha Ol, the _ Masked Terror. By Edward L, Wheeler. _ 6 Burd Bunker, the Trapper. A Talzof the North- west. By 0. E. e. The Boy Rifles; or, The Underground Camp. By Archie C. Iron. 52 The White Buffalo. A Tale of Strange Adven- age a. 5 eae Seeiit =n . , Jr., the Boy enix; or, ough By Edward L: Wheeler.’ sa . e Boy Trapper; or, The Phantom — .. Princess. by J. F.C. Adams. : BS Deadly-Eye, the Unknown Scout; or, The Brand- ed Brotherhood. By Buffalo Bill. 66 Nic’: ing a ir i or, In the Valley of Death. Capt. J. F. C. Adams, 87 Baaavooa Dick’s les; or, The Pards of Flood Bar, By Edward L. eeler. 88 The Border King; or, The Secret Foe. By Oll 69 Old Hickory; or, Pandy Ellis’s Scalp. By Harry 3 tele George. Shee y Et Steg ahs Si ae tes s ‘ ALF = GU DIM 60 The White Indian; or, The Scout of the Yellow- stone. By Capt. J. F. ©. Adams 61 Buckhorn Bill; or, The Red Rifle Team. By Ed- ward L. Wheeler, 62 The Shadow Ship; or, The Rival Lieutenants. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 63 The Red Brotherhood; or, The Twelve Aven- gers. ee | W. J. Hamilton. 64 Dandy Jack; or, The Outlaw of the Oregon Trail. By T.C. Harbaugh. 65 Hurricane Bill; or, Mustang Sam and His “ Pard.” By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 66 Single Hand; or, A Life for a Life. By W. G. Hamilton. 67 Patent-Leather Joe; or, Old Rattlesnake, the Charmer. ae. S. Warne. 6? The Border Robin Hood; or, The Prairie Rover. By Buffalo Bill. 69 Gold Rifle, the Sharpshooter; or, The Boy De- tective of the Black Ranch. By E. L. Wheeler. 70 Old hy Cabin; or, A Greenhorn in the Woods, By J. F. C. Adams. 71 Delaware Dick, the Young Ranger Spy: or, Bro- ther Against Brother. By Oll Coomes. 72 Mad Tom Western, the Texan Ranger; or, The ee of the Prairie. By W. J. Hamilton. 73 Deadwood Dick on Deck; or, Calamity Jane, the Heroine of Whoop-up. By Ed. L Wheeler. 74 Hawk-eye Harry, the Young Trapper Ranger. By Oll Coomes. 75 The Boy Duelist; or, The cruise of the Sea Wolf. By Colonel P. Ingraham. %6 Abe Colt, the Crow-KiHer. By Albert W. Aiken. 77 Corduroy Charlie, the Boy Rover; or, Deadwood Dick’s Last Act. By E. L. Wheeler. 78 Blue Dick; or, The Yellow Chief’s Vengeance. By Captain Mayne Reid. 79 Sol Ginger, the Giant Trapper; or, The Flower of the Blackfeet. By Albert W. Aiken. 80 Rosebud Rob; or. Nugget Ned, the Knight of the Gulch. By Edward L. Wheeler. 81 Lightning Jo, the Terror of the Prairie. By Cap- tain J. F. C. Adams, 82 Kit Harefoot, the Wood-Hawk; or, Old Powder- Face and His Demons, By T. 6. Harbaugh, 83 Rollo, the Boy Ranger; or, The Heiress of the Golden Horn _ By Oll Coomes. 84 Idyl, the Girl Miner; or, Rosebud Rob on Hand. By Edward L. Wheeler. 85 Buck Buckram; or, Bess, the Female Trapper. By Captain J. F. C. Adams. 86 Dandy Rock, the Mar-from-Texas. By G. Wal- . do Browne. 87 The Land Pirates; or, The League of Devil’s Island. By Captain Mayne Reid. 88 Photograph Phil; or, Rosebud Rob’s Reappear- ance. By Edward L. Wheeler. 89 Island Jim; or, The Pet of the Family. By the author of * Jack Harkaway.”’ 90 The Dread Rider; or, The Texan Duelist. By George W. Browne. 91 The Captaia of the Club; or, The Young Rival Athletes. By Bracebridge Hemyng, (Jack Harkaway). 92 Canada Chet, the Counterfeiter Chief; or, Old Anaconda in Sitting Bull’s Camp. By E, L. Wheeler. 93 The Boy Miners; or, The Enchanted Island. By Edward S. Eliis. 94 Midnight Jack, the Road-Agent; or, the Boy prerpet of the Cheyenne. By T. C. Harbaugh. 95 The Rival Rovers; or, The booters of the Mississippi. Ry Lieutenant Colonel Hazeltine. 96 Watch-Eye, the Shadow; or, Arabs and Angels of a Great Cicy. By Edward L. Wheeler. 97 The Outlaw Brothers; or, The Captive of the Harpes. By J. J. Marshall. 98 Robin Hood, the Outlawed Earl. By Professor Stewart Gildersleeve. 99 The Tiger of Taos; or, Wild Kate, Dandy Rock’s Angel. By George Waldo Browne. 100 Deadw Dick in Leadville; or, A Strange Stroke for Liberty. By E. L. Wheeler. 101 Jack Harkaway in New York; or, The Advep- tures of the Travelers’ Club. By Bracebridge Hemyng. 102 Dick Dead-Eye, the Boy Smuggler; or, The Cruise of the Vixen. By Col. P. Ingraham. 103 The Lion of the Sea; or, The Vailed Lady of San Tropez. By Colonel Delle Sara. 104 Deadwood Dick’s Device; or, The Sign of the Double Cross. By Edward L. Wheeler. 105 Old Rube, the Hunter; or, The Crow Captive. By Capt. H. Holmes. 106 Old Frosty, the Guide: or, The White Queen of the Blackfeet. By T. C. Harbaugh. 107 One-Eyed Sim; or, The abandoned Forest Home. By J. L. Bowen. 108 Daring Davy, the Young Bear Killer; or, The Trail of the Border Wolf. By Harry St. George. 109 Deadwood Dick as Detective. By Edward L. Wheeler. 110 The Black Steed of the Prairies. By James L. Bowen, 111 The Sea-Devil; or, The Midshipman’s Legacy. a, Col. Prentiss Ingraham. a 112 The Mad Hunter; or, The Cave of Death. By 113 Taek Ht es Y The Road ack Hoyle, the Young Speculator; or, The to Fortune, B Edward 1. Wheeler. : 114 The Black Schooner; or, Jib Junk, the Old Tar. By Roger Starbuck. a 115 The Mad Miner; or, Dandy Rock’s Doom, By George Waldo Browne. 116 The Hussar Captain; or, The Hermit of Helt: Gate. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 117 Gilt-Edged Dick, the Sport-Detective. By Ed- ward L. Wheeler. 118 Will Somers, the Boy Detective. By Charles Morris. . 119 Mustang Sam; or, The King of the Plains. By . Jos. B. Badger, Jr. 120 The Branded Hand; or, The Man of Mystery. By Frank Dumont. 121 Cinnamon Chip, the Girl Sport; or, The Golde Idol of Mt. Rosa. By Edward L. Wheeler. 122 Phil Hardy, the Boss Boy; or, The Mystery of the Strongbow. By Charles Morris. 123 Kiowa Charley, the White Nustanger. By T. C. Harbaugh. 1% Tippy, the Texan; or, The Young Champion, By Géo. Gleason. 125 Bonanza Bill, Miner; or, Madam Mystery, the Female Forger. By Edward L. Wheeler. 126 Picayune Pete; or, Nicodemus, the Dog Detec- tive. By Charles Morris. 127 Wild-Fire, the Boss of the Road; or, The Wolves of Satan’s Gap. Ky Frank Dumont. 128 The Youn rivateer; or, The Pirates’ Strong- hold. By H. Cavendish. 129 Deadwood Dick’s Double; or, The Ghost of Gorgon’s Gulch. A Story of Wild-Cat City. By Edward L. Wheeler. t 180 Detective Dick; or, The Hero in Rags. By Charles Morris. 181 The Golden Hand; or, Dandy Rock to the Rescue, By G. W. Browne. 182 The Hunted Hunter; or, The Strange Horse- man of the Prairie. By Ed.§&. Ellis. 183 Boss Bob, the King of the Bootblacks; or, The Pawnbroker's Plot. Py Edward L. Wheeler. 134 Sure-Shot Seth, the Boy Rifleman. By Olt Coomes. 185 Captain Paul, the Moonshiner of ge or, The Boy Spy of the Mountains. By C. D. Clark, 136 Night-Hawk Kit; or, The Puughter of the Ranch. By J. E. Badger, Jr. 187 The Helpless Hand; or, Backwoods Retribution. By Capt. Mayne Reid. 188 Deadwood Dick’s Home Base; or, Blonde Bill. By Edward L. Wheeler. 189 Judge Lynch, Jr.; or, The Boy Vigilante. By T. C. Harbaugh. 140 Blue Blazes; or, The Break o’ Day Boys of Rocky Bar. By Frank Dumont. 141 Solid Sam, the Boy Road Agent; or, The Branded Brows. By Edward L. Wheeler. 142 Handsome Harry, the Bootblack Detective. By Charles Morris. 143 Scar-Face Saul, the Silent Hunter; or, The Mys- tery of Fort Rane. By Oll Coomes. 144 Dainty Lance, the Boy Bport or, The Bank- Breakers’ Decoy Duck. Vy Joseph E. Bad- er, Jr. 145 Captain Ferret, the New York Detective; or, Boss Bob’s Boss Job. By E. L. Wheeler. 146 Silver Star, the Boy Knight. By Oll Coomes, 147 Will Wildfire, the Thoroughbred; or, The Win- ning Hand. by Charles Morris. 148 Sharp Sam; or, The Adventures of a Friendless. Boy. By J. Alexander Patten, 149 Deadwood Dick’s Big Strike; or, A Game of Gold. By Edward L. Wheeler. 150 Lance and Lasso; or, The Children of the Chaco. By Captain Fred. Whittaker. 151 Panther Paul the Prairie Pirate; or, Dainty Lance to the Rescue. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 152 Black Bess, Will Wildfire’s Racer; or, Winning Against Odds. By Charles Morris. 153 Eagle Kit, the Boy Demon; or, The Outlaws of the Gold Hills, By Oll Coomes. 154 The Sword Hunters; or, The Land of the Ele- phant Riders. By Capt. F. Whittaker. 155 Gold er, the Sport; or, The Girl Avenger, By T. C. rbaugh. 156 Deadwood Dick of Deadwood; or, The Picked Party. By Edward L. Wheeler. 157 Mike Merry, the Harbor Police Boy; or, The Night-Hawks of Philadelphia. By Chas. Morris. 158 Fancy Frank of Colorado; or, the Trapper’s. Trust. By Buffalo Bill. 159 The Lost Captain; or, Skipper Jabez Coffin's. Cruise to the Open Polar By Capt. Fred. Whittaker. 160 The Black Giant; or, Dainty Lance in Jeopardy. By Jossph E. Badger, Jr. 161 New York Nell, the Boy-Girl Detective; or, Old. Blakesly’s Money. By Edward L. Wheeler. 162 Will Wildfire in the Woods: or, Camp Life in the Alleghanies. By Charles Morris. 168 Little Texas, the Young Mustanger. By ol Coomes. 164 Dandy Rock's Pledge: or, Hunted to Death. By George Waldo Browne. 165. Billy aeerge: ee Railroad Boy; or, Run to Earth. By rl es Morris. 166 Hickory ; or, the Trapper-Brigade’s Spy. By Harry St.
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Sea eee 167 Asa Scott, the Steamboat eng or, The Land Pirates of the Mississippi. By Willett. 168 peoiay Dash; or, Fighting Fire with Fire, By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 169 Tornado Tom; or, Injun Jack from Red Core. By T. C. Harbaugh. 170 **A Trump Card;’’ or, Will Wildfire Wins and Loses. By Charles Morris. 171 Ebony Dan; or, The Rival Leagues of Silver Circle. By Frank Dumont, 172 Thunderbolt Tom; or, The Wolf-Herder of the Rockies. By Harry St. George. 173 Dandy Rock’s Rival; or, The Hunted Maid of Taos. By George Waldo Browne. 174 Bob Rockett, the Boy Dodger; or, Mysteries of New York. By Charles Morris, 1% Captain Arizona, the King Pin of Road-Agents; or, Patent-Leather Joe’s Big Game. By Philip 8. Warne. 176 The Boy Runaway; or, The Buccaneer of the Bay. By Lieut. H: D. Perry,U.S.N. . 177 Nobby Nick of Nevada; or, The Scamps of the Sierras. By Edward L. Wheeler, 178 Old Solitary, the Hermit Trapper; or, The Dra- gon of Silver Lake. By Oll Coomes, 179 Bob Rockett, the Bank Runner; or, The Road to Ruin. By Charles Morris. 180 The Sea Trailer; or, A Vow Well Kept. By Lieut. H. D. Perry, U.S. N. 181 Wild Frank, the Buckskin Bravo; or, Lady Lily’s Love. By Edward L. Wheeler. 182 Little Hurricane, the Boy Captain; or, The Oath of the Young Avengers. By Oll Coomes. 183 The Hidden Hand; or, Will Wildfire’s Revenge. By Charles Morris. 184 The Boy Trailers; or, Dainty Lance on the War- Path, By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 185 Evil Eye. King of Cattle Thieves; or, The Vul- tures of the RioGrande. By F. Dumont, 186 Cool Desmond; or, The Gambler’s Big Game. By Col. Delle Sara, 187 Fred Halyard, the Life Boat rat or, The Smugglers of the Inlet. By Charles Morris, 188 Ned Temple, the Border Boy; or, The Mad Hunter of Powder River. By T. 0. Harbaugh. 189 Bob Rockett, the Cracksman; or, Driven to the Wall. By Charles Morris, 190 pg ge de or, The Tigers of High Pine. By Wm. R, Eyster. 191 Buffalo Billy, the Boy Bullwhacker; or, The Doomed Thirteen, By Capt, A, B, Taylor. 192 Captain Kit, the Will-o’-the-Wisp; or, The Mys- oy = Montauk Point. By Lieut. H. D. Perry, 193 Captain Mask, the Lady Road-Agent; or, Patent- Leather Joe’s Defeat. By P.S, Warne. 194 Buffalo Bill’s Bet; or, The Gambler Guide. By Capt. Alfred B. Taylor, U.S. A. 195 Deadwood Dick’s Dream; or, The Rivals of the Road. By Edward L. Wheeler. 196 Shadowed; or, Bob Rockett’s Fight for Life, By Charles Morris. 197 Little Grit, the Wild Rider; or, Bessie, the Stock-Tender’s Daughter, By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. 198 Arkansaw, the Man with the Knife; or, The Queen of Fate’s Revenge. By T. C, Harbaugh. 199 Featherweight, the Boy Champion of the Musk- ingum or, On his Muscle, Wits and Honor, By ward Willett. 200 The Boy Bedouins; or, The Brothers of the Plumed Lance, By Capt. F. Whittaker. 201 Deadwood Dick’s Ward; or, The Black Hills Jezebel. By Ed. L. Wheeler. 202 Prospect Pete, of the Boy Brigade; or, The Young Outlaw Hunters. By Oll Cooaies, 203 The Boy Pards; or, Dainty Lanee Unmasks. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. 204 Gold Plume, the Boy Bandit; or, the Kid-Glove Sport, By Col, Prentiss Ingraham. 205 Deadwood Dick’s Doom; or, Calamity Jane’s Last Adventure. By Ed. L. Wheeler. 206 Dark Paul, the Tiger King; or, Caught in His Own Trap, By Charles Morris. \ 207 Navajo Nick, the Boy Gold Hunter; or, The Three Pards of the altic Buttes. By T. ©, Harbaugh. 208 The Boy Hercules; or, The Prairie Tramps. By Oll Coomes. 209 Fritz, the Bound-Boy Detective; or, Dot Leetle Game Mit Rebecca. By E, L. Wheeler. 210 Faro Frank of High Pine; or, Dandy Darke’s Go-Down Pards. By Wm. R. Eyster. 211 Crooked Cale, the Caliban of Celestial City. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. “i 212 Dashing Dave, the Dandy Detective; or, Tho qenune of the Secret Brotherhood. By Charles orris. ; 218 Fritz to the Front; or, The Ventriloquist Scam: Hunter. By Edward L. Wheeler, 2 4 214 Wolfgang, the Robber of the Rhine: Yo ag Fred, : ght otf the Crossicord i a corde, hittaker, xs Capt. Beadle’s Half-Dime Library. 215 Captain Bullet, the Raider ang: or, Little Topknot’s Crusade. By T. C. Harbaugh. 216 Bison Bill, the Prince of the Reins; or, The Red Riders of the Overland. By Col. Prentiss Ingra- ham. 217 Captain Crack-Shot, the Girl Brigand; or, Gypsy Jack from Jimtown. By Edward L. Wheeler. 218 Tiger Tom, the Texan Terror. By Oll Coomes. 219 Despard, the Duelist; or, The Mountain Vam- pires. By Philip S. Warne. 220 Tom Tanner, Scalawag and Scapegrace; or, The Black Sheep of the Flock. By Philip 8S. Warne. 221 Sugar-Coated Sam; or, The Black Gowns of | Grim Gulch. By Ed. L. Wheeler. | 222 Grit, the Bravo Sport; or, The Woman Trailer. By Gol. Prentiss Ingraham. 223 Ozark Alf, King of the Mountain; or, Feather- weight Among the Outlaws. By Ed. Willett. 224 Dashing Dick; or, Trapper Tom’s Castle. Oll Coomes, 225 £am_ Charcoal, the Premium Darky; or, How the Boy Got Even. By Chas. Morris. 226 Snoozer, the Boy Sharp; or, The Arab Detective. By Edward L. Wheeler. 227 Dusky Darrell, Trapper; or, The Green Ranger of the Yellowstone. By Edwin Emerson. 228 Little Wildfire, the Young Prairie Nomad; or, The Idyl of Echo Canyon. By Oll Coomes. 229 Crimson Kate, the Girl Trailer; or, The Cowboy’s Triumph. By Col. P. Ingraham. 230 The Yankee Rajah; or, The Fate of the Black Shereef. By C. Dunning Clark. 231 Plucky Phil, of the Mountain Trail; or, Rosa, the Red Jezebel. By T. C. Harbaugh. 232 Gold Dust Dick; or,The Three Wild Men of Eagle Bar. By Edward L. Wheeler. 233 Joe Buck of Angels and His Boy Pard, Paul By Powderhorn, By Albert W. Aiken. 234 Old Rocky’s “ Boyees;” or, Benito, the Young Horse-Breaker. By Maj. Sam 8. Hall, ‘‘ Buck- skin Sam.”’ 235 Shadow Sam, the Messenger Boy; or, Turning the Tables. By Charles Morris. 236 Apollo Bill, the Trail Tornado; or, Rowdy Kate from Right Bower. By Edward L. Wheeler. 237 Lone Star, the Cowboy Captain; or, The Mys- terious Ranchero, By Col. P. Ingraham. 238 The Parson Detective; or, Little Shocky, the Ranger of Raven Roost. By Oll Coomes. 239 The Gold-seeker Guide; or, The Lost Mountain, By Captain Mayne Reid. 240 vaene Kit, the Young Gladiator; or, The Lock- Valley. By Edward L. Wheeler. 241 Bill Bravo, and His Bear Pards; or, The Roughs of the Rockies. By T. C. Harbaugh. 242 The Two ‘ Bloods’; or, Shenandoah Bull and His Gang. By Charles Morris. %43 The Disguised Guide; or, Wild Raven, the Ran- ger of the North. By Oll Coomes. 244 Sierra Sam, the Frontier Ferret; or, A Sister’s Devotion. By Edward L. Wheeler. 245 Merle, the Middy; or, The Heir of an Ocean Freelance. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 246 Giant George; or, The Ang’l of the Range, By Major Sam 8S. Hall—‘‘ Buckskin Sam,”’ 247 Old Grizzly and His Pets; or, The Wild Hunters of the Hills. By Captain “ Bruin” Adams. *48 Sierra Sam’s Secret; or, The Bloody Footprints. By Edward L. Wheeler. 249 Milo Romer, the Animal King; or, The Round the World Wanderer, By Captain Fred Whittaker. 250 The Midshipman Mutineer; or, Brandt, the Buec- caneer. By Col, P. Ingraham. 251 Light-House Lige; or, Osceola, the Fire brand of the Everglades. By Captain J. F. C. Adams. 252 Dick Dashaway; or, A Dakota Boy in Chicago. By Charles Morris. 253 Sierra Sam's Pard; or, The Angel of Big Vista. By Edward L. Wheeler. 254 The Half-Blood; or, The Panther of the Plains. By Edward 8. Ellis. 255 Captain Apollo, the King-Pin of Bowie; or, Flash o’ Lightning’s Feud. By T. C. Harbaugh. 256 Young Kentuck; or, The Red Lasso. By Cap- tain Mark Wilton. 257 The Lost Hunters; or, The Underground Camp. By Captain J. F. @. Adams. 258 Sierra Sam's Seven; or, The Stolen Bride. By Edward L. Wheeler, 259 The Golden Harpoon; or, Lost Among the Floes. By Roger Starbuck. 260 Dare-Devil Dan, the Young Prairie Ranger. By Oll Coomes. 261 Fergus Fearnaught, the New York Boy. B George L. hikes” vi ¢ 262 The Young Sharps; or, Rollicking Mike’s Hot Trail. By Charles Morris. 263 Deadwood Dick’s Divide; or, The Spirit of Swamp Lake. By Edward’L. Wheeler. 264 The Floating Feather; or, Merle Monte’s Treas- ure Island. By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham, . Seat Lat, j +> PS ian ceey po ae ee 265 The Tiger Tamer; or, The League of the Jungle. By Captain Frederick Whittaker. 266 Killb’ar, the Guide; or, Davy Crockett’s Crooked Trail. by Ensign C. D. Warren. 267 The Buckskin Detective; or, Claude Crecy, King of American Road-Agents. By T..C. Harbaugh. 268 Deadwood Dick’s Death Trail; or, From Ocean to Ocean. By Ed. L. Wheeler, | 269 The Gold Ship; or, Merle, the Condemned. By Col. Prentiss lngraham. 270 Blizzard Ben, the Arizona Cyclone; or, The Riot at Keno Camp, By Capt, M. Wilton, 271 The Huge Hunter; or, The Steam Man of the Prairies. By Edward §., Ellis. 272 Minkskin Mike, the Boy Sharpshooter; or, Col- umbia Jim on the War-path, By Oll Coomes. 273 Jumbo Joe, the Boy Patrol; or, The Rival Heirs. By Edward L, Wheeler. 274 Jolly Jim. the Detective Apprentice; or, Harry Keene's Big ‘* Lay.’ By Charles Morris. 275 Arizona Jack; or, Giant George’s Tenderfoot Pard. By Buckskin Sam. 276 Merle Monte’s Cruise; or, The Chase of “* The Gold Ship.” By Co), Prentiss Ingraham, 277 Denver Doll, the Detective Queen; Oty omer Kisler’s Big Surround. By Edward L. Wheeler, 278 The Three Trappers; or, The Mountain Monster, By Major L. W. Carson. 279 Old Winch, the Rifle King; or, The Buckskin Des- peradoes. By T. C, Harbaugh. 280 Merle Monte’s Fate; or, Pearl, the Pirate’s Pride. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 281 Denver Doll’s Victory; or, Skull and Cross-bones. By Edward L. Wheeler. 282 The Typo Detective; or, Weasel, the Boy Tramp. By Edward Willett. 283 Indian Joe; or, The White Spirit of the Hills, By Major Lewis W. Carson. 284 The Sea Marauder; or, Merle Monte’s Pledge, By Col, Prentiss Ingraham. 285 Denver Doll's Decoy; or, Little Bill’s Bonanza, By Edward L. Wheeler. 286 Josh the Boy Tenderfoot; or, The Wild Men of Buzzard Bar. By Captain Mark Wilton, 287 Billy Blue-Eyes, the Rey mores of the Rio Grande; or, Terror Tom’s Thorny Trail. By Col, Prentiss Ingraham. 288 The Scalp King; or, The Human Thunderbolt, By Captain J. F. C. Adams. 289 Jolly Jim’s Job; or, The Young Detective’s Tri- umph,. By Charles Morris. 290 Little Foxfire, the Boy Spy; or, Old Caleb Ar- buckle, Mountain Detective. By Oll Coomes, 291 Turk, the Boy Ferret. By E. L. Wheeler. 292 Sancho Pedro, the Boy Bandit; or, The Fighting Pards of Sierra Flat. By Major E. L. St. Vrain. 293 Red Claw, the One-Eyed Trapper; or, The Maid of the Cliff. By Captain Comstock. 294 Dynamite Dan; or, The Bowie Blade of Coche- topa. By T. C. Harbaugh. 295 Fearless Phil; or, The King of Quarizville. By Edward Willett. 296 Denver Doll’s Drift; or, The Road Queen’s Big Campaign. By E. L. Wheeler. 297 The Tarantula of Taos; or, Giant George’s Re- » venge. By Buckskin Sam. 298 The Water Hound; or, The Young Thorough- bred. By Charles Morris. 299 A No. 1. the Dashing Toll-Taker; or, The School- marm o’ Sassafras. By E. L. eeler. 800 The Sky Demon; or, Rainbolt, the Ranger. By Coomes. 301 Leadville Nick, the Boy Sport; or, The Mad Miner’s Vengeance. By Major E. L. Bt. Vrain, 802 The Mountain Detective; or, The Bully of Trig- ger Bar. By T. C. Harbaugh. 803 "Liza Jane, the Girl Miner; or, The Iron-Nerved Sport. By Edward L. Wheeler. 304 The Dead Shot Dandy; or, Benito, the Boy Bu- gier. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 305 Dashaway of Dakota; or, A Western Lad in the Quaker City. By Chas. Morris. 806 Neck-Tie Ned, the Lariat-Tbrower; or, The Dug- Out Pards, By Maj. Henry B. Stoddard. 807 The Strange Pard: or, Little Ben’s Death Hunt. By Buckskin Sam. 808 Keno Kit, the Boy Bugler's Pard; or, Dead Shot Dandy’s Double. By Col. P. Ingraham. 809 Deadwood Diek’s Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon. By Ed. L. Wheeler, 310 The Barranca Wolf; or, The Beautiful Decoy. By Joseph LE. Badger, Jr. 811 The Roving Sport; or, The Bride of Chuckaluck Camp. By Edward Willett. 312 Redtop Rube, the Vigilante Prince; or, the Black Regulators of Arizona. By Major "BE. L, St. Vrain. 813 Cimarron Jack, the King Pin of Rifle-Shots: or The Phantom Tracker. By Fred Dewey, | 814 The Mysterious Marauder; or, The Boy Bugler’s Long il. By Col, P. Ingraham. ta 315 Ned, the Cabin Boy; or, The Witch of the Haunted Fort, By Jack Farragut.
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Old Ecli Card of Apnanes or, Little Snap Sh: Shot's fone unt. By T. C. Harbaugh. 817 Peacock Pete,the Lively Lad from Leadville. By Lieut, Alfred Thorne. 818 Ker-Whoop, Ker-Whoo! or, The Tarantula of Taos on the War-Path. By Buckskin Sam. 819 The Black Rider; or, The Horse-Thieves’ League. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 320 The Sea Sorceress; or, Lieutenant Ned, the Boy Skipper. by Jack’ Farragut. 821 Deadwood Dick’s Dozen; or, The Fakir of Phan- tom Flats. By Ed. L. Wheeler. 822 Nemo, the Detective; or, Kit Kenyon’s Ven- detta. By Edward Willett. $23 Arkansaw Jack, of the Man-Hunters; or, the Scourge of the Mines. By Harry Hazard. 824 Ralph Ready, the Hotel Boy Detective: Tracking the Foxes to Earth. By C. Morris. 325 Kelley, Hickey & Co., the Detectives of Phila- ' delphia; or, Satan’s Social. By Edward L. Wheeler. 826 The Ten Pards; or, The Terror of Take-Notice, By iT..0: Harbaugh. 327 Creeping Cat, the Caddo; or, The Red and White Pards. By Buckskin Sam 3.8 ae Sky Detective; or, A Boy’ s Fight for Life and Honor. By Major Mickey Free. 329 a Tom; or, The Demon’s Trail. By Harry Hazard. 330 Little Quick-Snot, the Scarlet Scout: or, The Dead Face of Daggersville. By Ed. L. Wheeler. 331 Black Nick, the Demon Rider; or, The Mountain Queen's Warning. By Captain Fred Whittaker. 382 Frio Fred; or, The Tonkaway’s Trust. By Buckskin Sam’ 333 Brimstone Bob, and His Li ghining Horse A wed tette; od Major pages to Tombs By Major E St. Vrain. 334 Kangaroo Kit; es a Mysterious Miner. By Edward L. Wheele 335 Old Double Fist; ph The Strange Guide. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 336 Big Benson, the Brazos teen or, The Queen of the Lasso. By T. C. Hi arbaugh. 837 Ben oes the Cave King; or, Pete’s Scoo By W. J. Hamilton. 5 Big P. 838 atts a prs om The Dwarf’s Revenge. By or, 339 Kangaroo Kut 's ; widiehes or, The Pride of Pl - Out. By Edward L. Wheeler we 840 Clip, the Contortionist; or, The Vigilantes Mort tana. By Edward Willett. Sz nes 841 Tony Thorn, the Vagabond peepee ning Down a Rogue. By Charles M $42 The Mountain Devil; or, Yellow hadie? oot Out- law Captain. By Harry Hazard. 343 Manhattan Mike, the Bowery Blood; ing-Up” a Difficult Case. By Ed. k& eeler, 344 The te ting Trio; or, Rattenats the Tonk- away. By Bockskin Sam. gh kOe 845 Pitiless Mat, the White Slayer; a3 ‘Red Thunder- bolt’s Secret. By T. C. Harbaugh. : 346 oe tg f Paphael: or, The Swordsmen of Zacate- % or H. B, Stoddard, Ex-Scout. wen, 847 st net Dick’s Ducats; or, — Days in the £ Diggings. By Edward L. Wheel _ 848 Fireheels; or, Old Skinflint, the : Death: Shadow. y by Roger Star buck, 349 Wild Wolf, the Waco; or, Big-Foot Wallace to the Front. By Buckskin Sam. 350 Red Ralph, the Biver et Moron; or, The Brother’s A Revenge. By N. Buntline. hg Run- or, ** Work- - 351 Deadwood ste Sente ‘ . Vendetta. By Edward need: or, aise. oan ata 352 gag Tom, the Arizona ti of ‘*Sand”’; aa ha eta from Hard in Roy By Major E 858 gal rter Detective; o , Bs ee Charles a a Pi 8 «8B Bi aye ted Ike, the Hill Tramp; Puts. By Roger Starbuck. ee She Odd 885 The fe Ring. ne the Woods; or, Daniél Boone's Last Joseph E ger, Jr, 856 Goo Sam and ‘eo. or, The Te: MM. By TCH eta rrible Six From 357 The B Hench rivetew or, The § Bit guides By Gackarin Sam, iege of Fort Pur- _ 358 First-Class Fred, the Gent from Bophers c ae Drop from Brimstone Bar, eeler. 839 Durango Dave, the Young 4 ion W: or, The Colorado Song Queen. By reese: “360 tego the Man of Myste r, The Cross of the Golden Keys. By TO. Cowarick. ° on ‘The Phantom Light-House; or, “Black Rock,” a the Smuggler Spy. By Roger Starbuck. Deadwood Dick's Claim; or, The ome 4 Face of Faro Flats, By Edward L. Wheeler. Bede: or. The Outcasts ay the Glen, Warne. rs sss The Snake and ; She'Bove By Buckakin yin. spt eS) HaléDi Ame a 865 Baltimore Ben, the Bootblack Detective: or, The Fortunes of an Orphan Girl. By Anthony P. Morris. 866 Velvet Foot, the Indian Detective; or, The Taos Tiger. By T. C. Harbaugh. 367 Wide-Awake Joe; or, A Boy of the Times. By Charles Morris. 868 Yreka Jim, the Gold-Gatherer; or, The Lottery of Life. By Edward L. Wheeler. 369 Shasta, the Gold re or, For Seven Years Dead. By J. U. Cowdrick. 870 Breaker Ben, the Reef- Runner; or, the Telltale Hand. By Roger Starbuck. 871 Kingbolt Chris, the Young Hard- Shell Detec- tive; or, The Solid Man From Slow-Coach. By Major E. L. St. Vrain. 872 Yreka Jim’s Prize; or, The Wolves of Wake- Up. By E. L. Wheeler. 873 ent eae or, The Queer Pard. By Philip S. 874 aon Dust Tom; or, Ambergris Ben’s Double Match. By George Henry Morse. 875 Chiota, the Creek; or, The Three Thunderbolts. By Buckskin Sam. 876 California Joe’s First Trail. A Story of the De- stroying Angels. By Colonel Thomas Hoyer Monstery. 877 Bonodel, the Boy Rover; or, The Flagless Schooner. By Cob. Prentiss Ingraham 378 Nabob Ned; or, The Secret of Slab City. By Edward L. Wheeler. 879 Larry, the Leveler; vard. By Charles Morris 880 Avalanche Alf, the Foothills Guide; or, The Snow-Prisoners of Colorado. By Major E. L. Vrain 881 Bandera Bill; on Frio Frank to the Front. By Buckskin Sam 382 Cool rll oe the King of Kids. By Edward L. or, The Bloods of the Boule- 383 The 1 nia Pilot; or, The Search for the Pirate Island. By Col, Prentiss Ingraham. 884 Whip-King Joe, the Boy Ranchero. By Oll Coomes. 885 Yreka Jim's Joker; or, The Rivals of Red Nose. By E. L. Wheeler. 886 Captain Cutlass, the Ocean caneer’s Girl Foe. By T. 0, 887 Warpath Will, the Boy Phantom; or, bien Guide. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham, 888 Little Ohy or, Caught in His Own Trap. By Philip 8. Warne. 389 Bicycle Ben; The Lion of Lightning Lode. eeler, dward a 890 gamver Joe: oe The Rivals of Barrel Gulch. By Maj. E. L. St. Vrain. 391 Kid-Glove Kit; or, init f Danford’s Vow. By H. B. Stoddard, Ex-Scout. 892 Romeo and the Reds; or, The Beleagured Ranch. By Buckskin Sam 893 The Boy Lieutenant; or, The Red Clasped Hands. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 894 Yreka Jim of Yuba Dam. By Edward L. Wheeler. 5 eb i The Buc- 895 California Joe’s War Trail; or, The Minnesota Massac By re. Capt. F. Whittaker. 896 Rough Rob, of Dynamite; or, The Twin Cham- pions of Blue Blazes. By YG. Harbaugh. 897 Bob o’ the Bowery; or, The Prince of Mulberry ik By Jo Pierce, of the New York Detes- tive Force. 398 Kid-Glove Kit and Pard; or, The Gold King of Weird Canyon. By Maj. H. B. Stoddard. 899 Black Buckskin; or, The ee Men of Death Canyon. By Col. A’ F. Holi 400 Wrinkles, the Ni shade D tive. - ward L. Wheel ate ee “06 401 ian pe hh. or, ilip S. Warne. 402 ant the Young Conspirator; or, Th League. By Co Col. P. T ngrebam. ea 403 Firefly Jack, i River-Rat By Charles Morris. 404 Little Lariat; or, Pecan Pete’s Big Ram: By Buckskin Sam. = 9% 405 Deadwood Dick in Dead City. Wheeler. The Mad Man ‘nak Gulch. By Maj. H. B.S 407 The Boy Insurgents or, The Cuban Vendetta. By Col. P. Ingraham 408 Little Leather-Breeches; or, Old Jumbo's Curse. y Philip S. Warne. 409 Herel, the Dumb Destroyer; or, Dick, the Boy Ranger. By O}] Coomes. 410 Deadwood Dick's Diamonds; or, The Mystery of ..Joan Porter. By Edward L. Wheeler. 411 The Silken Lasso; or, The Rose of Ranch Robin. By - Harbaugh, 412 The Wild Yachtsman; or, The Cruise of the War-Cloud. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 413 Billy Bombshell, the Cliff Climber. By Frank S. Winthrop, : | A Race for a Ranch. By Detective. By Edward L. 406 Th or, Mystery of Gold toddaid, Ex-Scout. * 414 ay Daisy from Denver; or, The Renegade Red. By Buckskin Sam. 415 The oo Detective; or, ceed Bob's Boom y Jo Pierce, of the N. Y. Detective Force. 416 High Hat Harry, the TT. Detective; or, The Sunken Treasure. By E. L. Wheeler. 417 Webfoot Mose. the Tramp Heteotives or, The Boy Bear-Slayer of the Sierras. By Ol! Coomes. 418 Felix Fox, the Boy Spotter; or, The Gold Gang of New York. By T. C. Harbaugh. 419 The Knife King; or, The Doomed Six of Syl- vania. By A. F. Ho ic. 420 The Detective’s Apprentice; or, A Boy Without a Name. By J. C. Cowdrick. 421 Deadwood Dick in New York; or, A Cute Case, By E. L. Wheeler. 422 Baby Sam, the Boy Giant of the Yellowstone, By Oll Coomes. 423 The Lost Finger; or, The Entrapped Cashier. By Charles Morris. 424 Cibuta John, the Prickly Pear from Cactus Plains; or, Red-Hot Times at Ante-Bar. By J. C. Cowdrick. 425 Texas Trump, the Border Rattler; or, Big Stakes and a Bold Game. By T. C. Harbaugh. 42% Sam Slabsides, the Beggar-Boy Detective; or, The Blind Man’s Vengeance. By Edw L. Wheeler. 427 The Three Trailers; or, Old Roeky on the Ram- page. By Buck skin Sam 428 Fred Flyer, the Bounding Boy of the Star; or, The Reporter Detective. By rles Morris. 429 Duncan Dare, the Boy Refugee. By Colonel P. Ingraham. 430 Deadwood Dick’s pet or, The Chained Hand. By Edward L. Wheele 431 ei Ah Sin; or, The ‘uve of Blood. By P. 8. Warne. 482 Invincible Logan, the Pinkerton Ferret;. or, Three Against One. By Charles Morris. 433 A Cabin Boy’s Luck; or, Captain Carl, the Cor- sair. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 434 Jim Beak and Pal, Private D a bag or, Play- ing Three Hands. By E. L. Wheel 435 Little htfoot, the Pilot of the Woods; or, The Crooked Trail. *By A. F. Holt. 436 Phil Flash, the New York Fox; "a The Mystery of Room 21. By T. C. Harbaugh 437 The Sea Raider; By Col. Prentiss In 438 Santa Fe Sal, the Slasher; or, A Son’s Vengeance. By E. eeler. 439 bet Bam, the Street Scout. or, The Hawks of the Hook. graham. By J. C. Cow- 440 Little Foxfoot, the Gold Bowie Kid; or, Old Wildfire’s Treasure. By Arthur C. Grissom. 441 The Ocean Firefly; or, A Middy’s Vengeance. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 442 Bluff Bill; or, The Lynx of the Leona, By Buckskin Sam. 443 De arood, Dick Jr.; or, The Sign of the Crim- son Crese By E: L. Wheel 444 Little ciate the Ps Praisie entaur; or, Old Kit Bandy, the Border Sleuth. ay Oll Coomes, 445 The City Vampires; or, Red Rolfe’s Pigeon. B T.C. Hartenske ¢ 446 Haphazard Harry; or, The Scapegrace of the Sea. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 447 aoe Nat, the Knife Detective. By Albert 448 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Defiance; or, Nickel-Plate Ned. By Edward L. Wheeler. 449 _ Fox, the Border Boy Detective; or, The rand-Burner’s Daughter. By J. E. Badger, Jr. 450 Wear Will, the Wonder- § dig 5 9 or, The Boy Ferret of New York. By Col. P. I ngraham 451 ee, Kate; or, Foul Play and Fair. By P. 8. Warne. 452 Hotspur Bob, the Street Boy ot poor or, Bhe Mayor of Canyon City. By Jo Pieree 453 Deadwood Dick Jr's Full Hand Sam, of Shasta. By Edward L. Oi ieel 454 Wizard Will’s Street Scouts; or, The Boy. Detec- tives’ League. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 455 Little Lone Star; or The Belle of the Cibolo. By Buckskin Sam ‘be 456 Brick, the ‘Jol Vagabo Nut'to Crack. vs Se Cha ns. Morris i a i, 2. "OM Polar Sol from the 457 Wingedfoot F Northwest. By 458 New England Ni@k; or. The Fortunes of a Foundling. By A. W. Aiken 459 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Big Round-Up; or, Flush Fan, the Ferret. By Edward L. Wheeler. 460 The tore Shadow; or, Level eicant Luke's oy Legacy. By Jo Pierce. One Against Fifty; or,The Last Man of Keno Bar. By T. 0. Harbaugh. 462 The Born Guide; or, The Sailor Boy Wanderer. By Col. P. Ingrabam. 463 Tamarac Tom, the Big Tra) or Old Walruses o’ the Woods. oul or, ‘Sunflower Tai we
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464 Nimble Nick. the Circus Prince. By A. W. Aiken. 465 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Racket at Claim No, 10; or, Phile Fly, of Phenix. By Ed. L. Wheeler, 466 Wide-Awake Jerry, Detective; or, Entombed Alive. By C. Morris, or, Monte 467 Disco Dan, the Daisy Dude; or, The Twins of Poor-Man’s Find. By J. C. Cowdrick. 468 Neptune Ned, the Boy Coaster; or, A Pirate in Spite of Himself. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 469 The Rival Giants of Nowhar’; or, The Brother’s League. By J. W. Osbon. 470 The Boy Shadow: or Felix Fox’s Hunt for the Nabob. By T. C. Harbaugh. 471 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Corral; or, Bozeman Bill of Big Brace. By E. L. Wheeler. 472 Jaunty Joe, the Young Horse-King; or, Black Jack's Big Boom. By Jo Pierce. 473 Old Tom Rattler, the Red River eanee or, Laramie Joe’s Forest Pards. By Oll Coomes. 474 Flora the Flower Girl; or, Wizard Will’s Vaga- bond Pard. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 475 The Black Ship. By John S. Warner. 476 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Dog Detective; or, Humboldt Harry, the Hurricane. By Edward L. Wheeler. 477 The Excelsior Sport; or, The Washington Spot- ter. By T. C. Harbaugh. 478 Tangemund, the Desert Detective: or, Apache Jack’s White Trail. By Frederick Dewey. 479 Detective Dodge; or, The Mystery of Frank Hearty. By Charles Morris. 480 Three Jolly Pards; or, The Pets of Paddy’s Flat. By P. 8. Warne. 481 Deadwood Dick Jr. in Deadwood; or, Moll Mys- tery. By E. L. Wheeler. 482 Stonewall Bob, the Boy Trojan; or, The Search for the Hidden Cache. By Oil Coomes. 488 Werrets Afloat; or, Wizard Will’s Last Case. By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. 484 Comanche Dick and His Three Invincibles; or, ankee Eph’s Prairie Cruise. By H. F. Thomas, 48 Git Thar Owney, the Uoknown; or, The Boy arsman-Detective’s Double Pull. By &. GC. Jenks 486 n Sam, the Sparkler; or, The Tribunal of en, By Edward L. Wheeler. 487 Nevada Ned, the Revolver Ranger; or, The Young of the Gold Mines. By Col. P. Ingraham. 488 Wild Dick Racket; or, How He Fought for Honor. By Chas. Morris. 489 The Diamond Sport; or, The Double Face of Bed Rock. By Wm. G. Patten. 490 Broadway Billy, the Bootblack Bravo; or, Brought to Bay by a Bold Boy. By J. 0. Cow- 491 Deadwood Dick Jr.'s Compact; or, Prince Pis- tol, the King of the West. By E. L. Wheeler. 492 Git Thar Owney’s Pledge; or, The Owls’ Nest Ugly Brood. By Geo, C. Jenks. 493 Taos Ted, the ona Sport; or, Boston Bob’s Checkmate. By Albert W. Aiken. 494 Surly Sim, the Young Ferryman Detective; or, The Black Bluffs Mystery. By Jo Pierce. 49% Arizona Joe, the Boy Pard of Texas Jack. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham. 496 Deadwood Dick Jr.’s Inheritance; Cristo, Jr. By E. L. Wheeler. 497 Buck Taylor, King of the Cowboys; or, The Raiders and the Rangers. By Col. Prentiss In- am. 498 us Burr, the Man from Hard Luck; or, Cap- tain No Name’s Mission. Ly J. W. Osbon. 49 Single Sight, the One-Eyed Sport; or, the Girl Protegee of Red Flash. By T. C. Harbaugh. 600 Deadwood Dick's Diggings, or, Doctor Death Grip’s Swoop. By E. L. eeler. 501 Boots, the Boy eman; or, too Sharp for the Sharpers. By Charles Morris. 602 Branded Ben, the Night Ferret; or, The Octopus e of New York. Og C. Harbaugh. 508 The Royal Middy; or, The Shark and the Sea Cat. By. Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. 604 Five Points Phil, the Pavement Prince; or, Caught in the Spider's Web. By Jo Pierce. 505 Powell’s Pard; or, The One-Armed Giant. By Major H. B. Stoddard, Ex-Scout. 506 light Ralph, the Prince of the Road; or, A Wild Night's Wild Work. By J. C. Cowdrick. 607 The Hunted Midshipman; or,}The Young Sea Ranger. By Col. P. Ingraham. 608 Deadwood Dick’s Deliverance; or, Fatal Foot- steps. By E. L. Wheeler. 609 Jack Jaggers, the Butcher Boy Detective. By Jo Pierce. 510 Cool Colorado, the Half-Breed Detective. By A. W. Aiken. 611 The Outlaw tae or, the Young Patriot Sea Ranger. dl Col. P. Ingraham. 612 Dodger Dick, the Wharf-Spy Detective; or, Jack °’ onds and his Game. By T. C. Harbaugh. 618 The Demon Doctor; or, Deadhold, the Kid De- tective. By George CO. Jenks. 614 Broadway Billy’s Boodle; or, Clearing up 4 trange . By J.C. Cowdrick. 615 Deadwood Dick’s ak ag! or, Baby Bess, the Girl Gold Miner. By E. heeler. 616 Tartar Tim; or, Five Points Phil’s Menagerie. By Jo Pierce. 517 Jim Gladden's Deputy; or, The Jolly Pard’s All- For-Love Cameaten. ‘By P. 8. Warne. 518 Rt Colorado in New York; or, the Cowboy's t for a Million. By A. W. en, ae Mystery; or, Five in One, By Wm. G. = fehen, a ae ng eat er nn PS eee Fe bn ~ BEADLE’S*HAL«'-DIME*LIBRARY. = Published Every Tuesday. Each Issue Complete and Sold at the Uniform Price of Five Cents. No Double Numbers. 520 Buckskin Bill, the Comanche Shadow; or, A | 574 Old Weasel-Top, the Man with the Dogs; or, Crimson Trail. By Col. P. Ingrabam. 521 Dodger Dick’s Best Dodge; or, The Gold Gang of Gotham. By T. C. Harbaugh. 522 Deadwood Dick’s Three; or, The “* Bellerin’ Bull ” of Bismarck. By E. L. Wheeler. 523 The Dandy Sport; or, The King Pin Conspirator. By Col. A. F. Holt. 524 The Engineer Detective; or, Redlight Ralph's Resolve. By J. C. Cowdrick. 625 Brothers in Buckskin; or, Tangled Trails in Texas. By Col. P. Ingraham. 6526 North River Nat, the Pier Detective; or, Five Points Phil’s i J Skirmish. By Jo. Pierce. 527 The Jolly Pards to the Rescue; or, The Jack of Hearts. By P. 8. Warne. 528 Fox and Falcon, the Bowery Shadows; or, Trapping forHumanGame. By T. C. Harbaugh. 529 Deadwood Dick’s Danger Ducks; or, The Owls of Oregon. By E. L. Wheeler. 530 The Buckskin Bowers; or, The Cowboy Pirates of the Rio Grande. By Col. P. Ingraham. 531 Daisy Dare, the Sport from Denver; or, The Toll Takers of Colorado. By W. G. Patten. 582 The Cowboy Duke; or, Lasso Leuis’s Strange Mission. By E. B. Forrest. 533 Wrestling Rex, the Pride of the Sixth Ward; or, Five Points Phil and the Birds of Prey. By Jo. Pierce. 534 Deadwood Dick’s Death Hunt; or, The Way of the Transgressor. By E. L. Wheeler. 535 The Buckskin Rovers; or, The Prairie Fugitive. By Col. P. Ingraham. 586 Broadway Billy’s * Diffikilty ’; or, Old Rodman’s Millions. By J. C. Cowdrick. 587 Old Buckeye, the Sierra Shadow; or, Against Desperate Odds.. By John W. Osbon. 538 Dodger Dick, the Dock Ferret; or, The Trail of a Missing Hand. By T. C. Harbaugh. 589 Deadwood Dick Jr. in Texas; or, The Ghouls of Galveston. By E. L. Wheeler. 540 Captain Ku Klux, the Marauder of the Rio; or, The Buckskin Pard’s Strange Quest. By Colone Prentiss Ingraham. 541 Jeff Flicker, the Stable Boy Detective; or, The Lively Racket in Jericho. By Jo Pierce. 642 The Canyon Pards; or, Cimarron Jack’s Last Hunt. By Fred Dewey. 543 Dodger Dick's Double; or, The Rival Boy Detec- tives. By T. C. Harbaugh. 544 Deadwood Dick Jr., the Wild West Vidooq; or, Leonora the Locator. By E. L. Wheeler. 545 Lieutenant Leo, the Son of Lafitte; or, The Buo- caneers of Barrataria, By Colonel Prentiss Ingraham. 546 Captain Cactus, the Chaparral Cock; or, Josh Peppermint's Ten Strike. By Lieut. A. K. Sims, 547 Sandy Andy; or, A Good ManDown. By P.S Warne. 548 Mart, the Night Express Detective; or, The Mys- tery at Springside. By J. 0. Cowdrick. 549 Deadwood Dick on His Mettle; or, Captain Crim- son-Cowl, the Road Raider, By E. L. Wheeler. 550 Lafitte’s Legacy; or, The Avenging Sop. By Col. P. Ingraham. 551 Nick Nettle, the Boy Shadow; or, The Old Well Mystery. By Jo Pierce. 552 Ariel the Athlete; or, the Ring Detective’s Trans- oe Sod eg 8 heed yo odger Dick’s Desperate Case; or, Sharper than the Sharps. By T. C. Harbaugh. 554 Deadwood. Dick Jr. in Gotham; or, Unraveling a Twisted Skein. By E. L. Wheeler. 555 The Creole Corsair; or, The Golden Wings of the Gulf. By Col, P. Ingraham. 556 Lariat Lil; or, The Cast for a Life. By P.8. Warne. 5857 Broadway Billy’s Death Racket; or, The Street Sleuth’s Wake. By J. C. Cowdrick. 558 The Sure Shot Pards; or, The Marked Thirteen. By A. C. Grissom. 559 Harlem Jack, the Office Boy Detective; or, The Cousin's Crime. By Jo Pierce. 560 Pawnee Bill, the Prairie Shadower; or, The Gold Ya Secret. By Col. P. Ingraham, 561 Deadwood Dick in Boston; or, The Cool Case. 7 KE. L. Wheeler, 562 Blundering Basil, the Hermit Boy Trapper; or. The Bad Man from Wapsipinnicop. By Oll 563 Doduer Di k, the Boy Vid The Gang of odger Dick, the Bo ocq; or, The ° Three. By T. OC. Harbau h. Fade 564 Powder Phil, the Boy Miner; or, The Man with- out a Past. By J. W. Osbon. 565 Kent Kingdon, the Card King; or, The Owls of the Overland. By Col. P. Ingraham. 566 The Secret Service Boy Detective; or, Tony Blink’s First Scoop. Ld C. Morris. 567 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Philadelphia; or, The Wild West Detective among the Crooks. By E. The Dendy of Dod Rustling for Milli of Dodge; or, Ru or ons. By A, K. Sims. 568 The Dand 569 Brooklyn Ben, The On-his-own-hook Detective; or, Ned Chester’s Very Bad Case. By Jo. Pierce. 570 oe ga the Card Queen; or, The Skeleton Trail. By Col. P. Ingraham. 571 Air-Line Luke, the Engineer Detective; or, The Double Case. By J. C. Cowdrick. 672 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Chicago; or, The Anarch- ist’s Daughter. By E. L. Wheeler. 5738 The Two Shadows; or, Dodgder Dick’s Stop Game. By T. O. Harbaugh. Sandy Andy’s Life Run, By P. 8. Warne. 575 The Surgeon-Seut Detective; or, Running Down the King. By Col. P. Ingrabam. 576 The Silver = port; or, Josh Peppermint’s Jubilee. By Lieut. A. K. Sims. 577 Pavement Pete, the Secret-Sifter; or, Mrs. Ingle’s Suspicious Lodger. By Jo. Pierce. 578 Deadwood Dick, Jr., Afloat; or, The Prisoner of the Weird Isles.’ By B. L. Wheeler. 579 The Chimne SPy4 or, Broadway Billy’s Surprise Party. By J. C. Cowdrick. 580 The Outcast Cadet; or, The False Detective. By Col. P. Ingraham. 581 Double-Curve Dan, the Pitcher Detective; or, Against Heavy Odds. By Geo. C. Jenks. 582 poages Dick’s Drop; or, The Man From Jersey. By T. C. Harbaugh. 583 Saffron Sol, the Man With a Shadow; or, The Tigers of No Man’s Land. By Lieut, A. K. ims. 584 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Denver; or, Cool Kate, The Queen of Crooks. By EH. L. Wheeler. 585 Will Waters, the Boy Ferret; or, Marked With a Triangle. By H. Enton. 586 The Buckskin Avenger; or, Pawnee Bill's Pledge. By Col. P. Ingraham. 587 Old Bombshell, the Ranger Detective; or, The Bad Man of White Hoss. By Wm. G. Patten. 588 Jack O’Lantern, the Under-Sea Prospector; or, The Friend Indeed. By Jo Pierce. 589 Tom Cat and Pard; or, The. Dead-Set at Silver City. By Lieut. A. K. Sims. 590 Deadwood Dick, Jr.'s, Decree; or, The Prince of Purgatory Pass. By E. L. Wheeler. 591 Delmonte, the Young Sea Rover; or, The Aveng- ing Sailor. By Col. P. Ingraham. 592 The Boy Pinkerton; or, How Tom Hildreth Run the Rascals Out. By J. C. Cowdrick. 598 Keen Clem, the Ranch Imp; or, Jim Reardon's Big Trouble. By P. 8. Warne. 594 Little Lon, the Street-Singer Detective; or, Ki¢ Christopher’s Missing Link. By T. C. Harbaugh, 595 Deadwood Dick, Jr., in Beelzebub's Basin; or, The Old Man of Mount Mab. By E. L. Wheeler. 596 Jimmy the Kid; or, A Lamb Among Wolves. By Charles Morris. 597 The Young Texan Detective; or, The Black Bravos. By Col. P. Ingraham. 598 Flute, the Singer Detective; or, Git Thar Owney in a New Role. By Geo. 0. Jenks. 599 Jim Dandy, the No-Name ig or, Happy Harry’s Hurrah Pards. By P. 8. Warne. 600 Deadwood Dick Jr. at Coney Island; or, ‘The “Piping ” of Polly Pilgrim. By E. L. Wheeler. 601 Happy Hans, the Dutch Vidocq; or, Red-Hot Times at Round-up. By Lieut. A. K. Sims. 602 The Vagabond of the Mines, By Col. Prentiae Ingraham. 603 Wide-Awake Bert, the Street Steerer. By Jo Pierce. 604 Iron Fern, the Man of Fire; or, The Dove Among the Vultures. By Wm. G. 'Pa‘ten, 605 William O’Broadway; or, The Boy Detective’s Big Inning. By J. C. Cowdrick. 606 Deadwood Dick Jr’s Leadville Lay; or, Bristol and Bucket’s Boom. By E. L. Wheeler. 607 The Rover Detective; or, Keno Kit’s Champions. By Col. P. Ingraham, 608 The Pitcher Detective’s Foil; or, Double-Curve Dan’s Double Play. By Geo. 0. Jenks. 609 Bolly Dorrit, the Veteran Detective: or, Little Lightning's Invincibles. By John W. Osbon, 610 Old Skinner, the Gold Shark; or, Tony Sh on Guard, By T. 0. Harbaugh. ad Ready April 2. 611 Bildad Barnacle, the Detective Hercules; or, The Tussle at Table Mountain. By Lieut. A. x Sims. Ready April 9. 612 Deadwood Dick Jr. in Detroit; or, Turning the Tables on Satan, By Edward L. Wheeler. Ready April 16. 613 a Blazes; or, The Skeleton’s Strange Legacy. By P. 8. Warne. ady April 23, 614 Whistling Jacob, the Detective’s Aid; or, The Queer Cumbination. By Jo Pierce, Ready April 80, 6 . » eithe Benin Chins Missions ip do Ce Cowdrick. Ready May 7. A new tssuse every Tuesday. The Half-Dime Library is for sale by ab Newsdealers, five centa per copy, or sent by mail, on receipt of six cents each. BEADLE & ADAMS, Publishers, 96 William street, New York,