Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 508) (1915 06 25)

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JUNE 25th, DUT FOR BUSINESS; “OR:g THE SMARTEST BOY IN [0 Ly PALME IN. Prom i eetintsnnrrtsttin aa ie As Toe ee his pocket-book the villainous looking woman and her shifty-eyed gon came forward, as if in obedience to some signal. Then the dealer himself sprang at the boy.and tried to wrest the wallet from his grasp.

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STORIES OF BOYS ge Weekly—By Bupsorintion $2.50 per year. No. 508. OUT FOR THE SMARTEST BOY IN TOWN By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. PLAYING WITH FIRE. “You'll have to haul in your horses, Joe,” said Bob Stewart, Shaking his head in a decided way. an “What do you mean, Bob?” asked his companion, a bright-| _ eyed, curly headed boy of sixteen, with a whimsical grin. y “Oh, you know what I mean well enough. You've got to _ put on the brakes, or something will drop, and I know what _ that something is,” “Oh, pshaw!” replied Joe Fanwood. crank.” “No, he isn’t a crank. The major is all right—in his way. But there’s a limit to everything. You've stretched that limit to the breaking point. Better heed my warning, Joe. Hal _ Fairweather told me a little while ago that he overheard the _ Major talking to Tutor Applegate last evening about you. Applegate defended you the best he could, but Major Pond is dead sore over that rainbow decoration of the statue of Belvidere on the lawn, which he said he had traced to you. _ He said it was the culmination of a long series of practical _ jokes you have indulged in since you came to this school. He - Swore that he wouldn’t stand.for any more; that if matters ent on this way the academy would become a laughing stock the neighborhood, and would lose caste. He had fully re- Solved on writing to your guardian for the last time asking m to remove you from the school.” “Phew! Is that so?” ejaculated Joe, with a doleful ex- age that was almost comical in its intensity. “Did Major d really say that?” _ “He did. Tutor Applegate, however, talked so strongly in * favor that the major reluctantly agreed to give you an- other chance—positively the very last, he said.” 4 egate is all to the mustard.” e certainly is. All the fellows like him. You've made fins a little warm for him, too; but he doesn’t seem to hold he feelings against you.” glad that the major changed his mind.” -am I, for I wouldn't like to see you leave. You're the the academy. Every one of us would have the blues month if you had to go. But, honestly, Joe, you do things too far. It may be awfully funny to us, but r Pond has a different way of looking at things. He ps his bubbling days.” ; nk he had. Why. I heard that he was the live- West Point ever had, and narrowly escaped ‘ aed more than once.” iy years ago. The regular army rtinet of him. He’s seen hard “Major Pond is a WHO MAKE MONEY Enterea at the Post Jfice at New York, N. Y., as Second-Class Matter, y Frank Touscy, Publisher, 168 West 23d Street, New York. NEW YORK, JUNE 25, 4 ee eee a + eos — Price 5 Cents. BUSINESS 1915. Service and distinguished himself in many of the Indian cam- paigns out West, and that alone is enough to sober a man up. Now he’s married, and has a growing daughter——” “Say, Bessie Pond is a daisy, isn’t she?” interrupted Joe “Sure. The fellows are all dead gone on her—you worst of yi" “Oh, come off, Bob,” retorted Fanwood in some confusion. “No, I won't come off. You know it’s so,” grinned Bob. Joe flushed up and began digging his heels in the ground. The two boys, who were students of the Maplewood Mili- tary Academy, were standing under a spreading oak tree ~ near the limits of the grounds in the direction of the town. Joe Fanwood, who had been at the school since tlre pre- ceding September, when the term opened, was decidedly first favorite at the academy. Generous, impulsive, all fun and dash, magic. But unfortunately he was a reckless practical joker. z That spoiled all his good qualities with Major Pond, prin- cipal and owner of the academy, who had from the beginni g taken a great fancy to the boy. he won hearts by _ At first he let Joe off with reprimands, of varying degrees — of severity, even when he had previously decided to punish — him severely, for the boy had such an ingenuous, taking way _ with him, that his very manner seemed to hypnotize the» major when the two came together. ee But at last Major Pond asserted himself, and every scholai in the school knew what that meant. Joe was sentenced to various kinds of punishments, worst of which was solitary confinement on a bread-and-wa' diet for a week. ; This subdued him for ten days, and the major was beg to have hopes of a cure when ‘Joe experienced a relapse. A choice marble statue of Apollo Belvidere, which o mented the lawn approach to the front door of the aca Was discovered one caerBing highly decorated with di from the ras Mai : The effect was stunning, and a mob of delighted soon gathered about it to admire the results produ paint brush in the hands of a skillful artist. Of' course this act of desecration was reported to ft and he yisited the statue to view with his own = w happened to his Apollo.’ ‘ It took one of the school factotums a whole day to the paint and restore the statue to its pristine whiten The major was as mad as a hornet. The first thing he did was to send for Joe Fanwaod: ane ask him if he had perpetrated the joke.

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OuUL POn . ro ge nn Se ¥ He acknowledged his guilt without hesitation, though with} “All right. Have it your way. But to get back to the old -fno air of bravado, for the boy scorned a lie as the meanest|subject. You think I am out of:danger for a while? That ind of an evasion. : ‘ Major Pend has given up the idea of writing to Mr. Jessup, “You may go, sir,” said the major, sternly, and that was|my guardian?” te all Joe heard of the matter until his particular friend, Bob| “Yes. I judge from what Hal said that you're safe enough iStewart, brought it up in the present conversation between|if you quit your practical jokes: but if you don’t——” : _ ,|them. “My name will be Tim Flynn,” snickered Joe. is é Apparently Major Pond had determined to ask Joe’s guar-| “It certainly will—or Mud—take your choice.” ue dian to recall him from the academy, and had only yielded to “T'll try to be good—that is, if no temptation comes my way his head tutor’s persuasions to give the favorite of the school |—for I don’t want to be turned loose; but it’s second nature fanother chance. with me to take advantage of my opportunities.” .. Perhaps a lingering recollection of his old days at West| “A burnt child generally dreads the fire. but you don’t seem - Point, when he was something of a madcap himself, had a/to worry over a scorching. How many schools haye you been _ jgood bit to do with his decision, and perhaps a certain liking | politely requested to leave?” x ‘ he had for the bright, honest, sturdily built boy, who had not “Half a dozen or more,” chuckled Joe. ia mean streak in his nature, was at the bottom of it; at any “Well, you are a peach and no mistake.” rate, the matter was permitted to drop. A rumor, however, got abroad that Miss Bessie Pond, the major’s fifteen-year-old daughter, had seen the statue in all ; the glory of Joe’s brilliant handiwork, and report said she CHAPTER IL. had laughed herself nearly sick over it. 2 At any rate, there was a suspicious twinkle in her eyes for| - WINNING HIS OWN GAME. _ a week whenever she heard Fanwood’s name mentioned. “I guess your guardian would have hauled you over the| It was a great day at the Maplewood Military Academy. _ coals if Major Pond had asked him to take you away,” said} The baseball nine, under Captain Joe Fanwood. was playing ‘Bob Stewart. ‘ the Maplewoods, of the Interstate League—practically a team “He'd have done more than that,” replied Joe, a bit soberly. | of professional ball players, for every member drew a salary. “What else could he have done?” The Maplewoods had won the interstate championship last “Bounced me out on the cold world.” ; year by a good margin of victories, and the team expected to “Not quite so bad as that, Joe.” repeat the performance this season, as it had been strength- “Yes, just as bad as that. He told me when he sent me | ened in the pitching box. _ to the academy that he was giving me my last chance. If| In its practice games the previous season the Maplewoods _ the had to take me away, or I was expelled, he would wash| had smothered the academy boys by the score of 16-to 0. a ‘his hands of me forever.” Late in the fall the Maplewoods had consented to a return _* ~“Did he actually say that?” game, and from the confident way they came on the field on 3 “He actually said that.” that occasion any one could see that they expected to wipe _ “hen you're taking more desperate chances than I thought,” | the earth with the academy nine. _ said Bob, regarding his companion with a sober countenance.| But to every one’s surprise, and their own discomfiture, “Why don’t you switch off?” they didn’t. “I wish I could,” answered Joe, with a half-serious, half-| yjaplewood Academy presented a new pitcher in the person ‘jeomic expression. : of Joe Fanwood, a late arrival at the school. =} Do you-mean to say you can’t if you were to try hard/ Not a Maplewood professional got nearer than ninety feet _ enough?” S: . of the plate that day. . a I don’t know,” returned Joe, doubtfully. “I guess I must ota} , ” Only thirty batters faced him. ‘have been born that way. ee ‘ Of these twelve retired to the bench on strikes, one got a ‘ You «pte the ee ping imagination for getting up ridiculous | threehase drive and was marooned on the bag, another got _jSchemg¢s I ever beard of. What ever induced you to paint that)» hace on bails, while a third put a slow ball toward short- _ ‘Statue in all the colors of the rainbow? And how could you! stop which counted as a hit, though the runner got first only ‘do it in so artistic a way? Ever take any lessons in water by: an eyelash colors?” ‘ ver the score stood 1 to 0 in “No, I just decorated him in comic opera style." Aral eee i A ace ating Fes the Se : ae i 3 Well, I don’t think a regular could have done it in As a matter of course the schoolboys were jubilant, and tter shape if he had tried his best. You seem to bea regu- 3 Ge Seates at whatever you undertake. You are the best on. this spring their manager arranged a date with the profession- ae i athlete in the school, whether at baseball, football, als just previous to the opening of the interstate season. Be Goris, eeiaaing, in the gymnasium, or what not. TI tell you, FR AE eo set eian cia startet Ss Rg 0 . for we can't . ieee, aoe. rate — ra Pt sagt Ape nail-tdnin pein Major Pond, his wife and daughter and some friends oc- peed You're the only pitcher the academy has ever had eupied the private box in the center of the grandstand. 1 Senia bold the wood semi-professionals down, In| _Just before the game commenced Bessie Pond sent Joe ites game you en ched against them last fall they made Fanwood, to whom she had never spoken, as the major did two hits, and one of them was a scratch. We neyer| 2°t permit his students to be on intimate terms with his nid haye been in it but for you. The Maplewood Highs have paca a es lover's bow-knot of baby blue ribbon to pin ways given us a tight rub. Now, with you in the box this reast. r, “we expect to do them up in beth games, You see now She had an idea perhaps that this little token would inspire ¥ much dépends on you.” ; sae te fe his yn bent Set afternoon, for naturally she You've given me quite a lecture, Bob,” grinned Joe, Joe intended An. do his best an yway for the honor of the m not lecturing you—only trying to bring you to your! (i501 but when he received the bow-knot with Bessie’s Bob.” compliments, he resolved to go a shade better for her sake if ~,| the thing was possible. The Maplewoods went to the bat first, and when the major’s ular bey in the school with the G. B., I think ee daughter, whose bright eyes were evidently on the lookout, - go slow, especially yourself.” saw Joe walk confidently to the pitcher's position and stand wish me to beliey2 that I'm the smartest and most) there in readiness to let drive his first curve, she thought him y in the academy. You say that very well, Bob,/ the handsomest, manliest boy she had ever seen, and her there are. others.” young heart fluttered strangely and her face grew rosy as she eee be others, but they are net in your class. You| Saw her bunch of ribbon hanging just over his heart. yy ‘stand all by yourself. If a vote was taken on the question| Joe pitched just three balls the first inning. _ . *Who is King of the School? you’d get away with the election,; The first batter up pushed a daisy cutter te short and hands down.” found the ball at. the initial bag ahead of him; the second “Better change the subject, Bob, er I may get a swelled} batter ballooned to Hal Fairweather in left garden, and the head.” a : third batter hit a liner to Bailey at second, who held on to _ “No fear of that. You're net built that way.” it like grim death, and the professionals took the field with eee SOE AEA ae ok ONE think you’ve enjoyed my jokes as well as anybody, know I have. 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eir sympathizers made the we elkin ring. i single to left in the opening inning amid great applause, yut he got no further than first, as Bailey, t t up a high foul which was captured after a hard run by e third baseman of the opposing tea. - ‘The professionals’ second inning was productive of no re- ter and was a victim. Thompson, the academy’s right-fielder, led off with a clean The next two batters were easy outs. - The Maplewoods came to bat the third time with blood in their eyes. 3 eee were anxious to do Joe up. te. the outfield, and the academy boys came up to the plate to ty their luck again. dancing xround second. Amid great applause Joe came up to the plate. He glanced at the private box and was rewarded with a uttering handkerchief in Bessie’s hand. canie from his schoolmates. he Maplewood pitcher grinned sardonically, “Qne strike!” cried the umpire as Joe swung af the sphere missed it. Paes 'S goin’ ter kill dat ball, I don’t t’ink,” saoeal a Maple- trike two!” from the umpire, and a bunch of sarcastic »s rose from the crowd who favored the professionals, Three balls were then called. me next was the critical one, and silence and expectation “aed over the spettators. enthusiasm broke from the academy benches. rry and Fairweather started for the plate like winged ries without a glance at the ball, for two men were _ and Joe i out for the first like a good one. id he it? a he gt ‘boys were shrieking like young fiends, and the easily be heard a block away. e was still in the alr when Joe turned second, but : Deyvad the fielder’s reach anyway, for a moment later the fence, rebounded, was picked up and fired toward ate to catch Joe. ‘slid for the rubber in a little cloud of dust as the ball : the eatcher's glove, the catcher reached to tag him, the ball slipped from ell lo oan perhaps there wasn’t pandemonium for several “then strack out and thrée runs went up on the score zs innings, and so were the academy boys, for that matter. Im the sixth, however. Maplewood got down to business by hitting Joe for three singles, which, with a base on balls and an error, netted them three runs, evening up the score, _ Fairweather ted off the ext “for the academy by striking out. Joe was presented with his base. Funving to third. 3 academy reoters got noisy and hilarious again. ‘Thompson had made a hit already, and another was looked from him, but’ he ignominiously fanned. Bailey, howeyer, dashed the academy hopes to the ground g caught trying to purloin second. erro oer the ninth with the score still 3 to 3. With two out and two strikes called on him, Joe pusbed|batter to reach the first bag. the next batter,|in great glee. second and Bailey dropped it. aits,as the first man struck out, the second bunted and was|as he came to the plate. own out by Joe, while the third boosted a high one to cen- | fence.” Magic to left, and was then thrown out trying to steal second. | missed. hand to him. e best they could accomplish was three successive flies | who had said he was going to put the ball over the fence. pect was still very blue for the academy team. __ With two out, Barry, the chunky third baseman, got his| But Joe fooled the next man into biting at three wide “ones, _ base on an error; Fairweather soaked a stinger at the pitcher |and the academy crowd cheered lustily. _ Which climbed all over him, and by the time he got his hands|_ A few moments later the next batter up failed to locate on the ball the runner was roosting at first, while Barry was |Joe’s deceptive delivery, and the boy received a tremendou: hole. ‘ninth inning. d youth. who had crawled over the fence and thus saved| The ball was going toward the left-field topes as if it 1 ere b Sat sailed toward center like a bird, while a fierce roar| But he had eyes for only one thing—the white handke ts and the young captain of the academy nine was the under-teachers, and they had a glorious old time —— “the Maplewood batters were easy victims In the next two} main academy when they saw a man staggering ahead of them An error by shortstop gave the tirst batter a life, . Then another fumble by Parry at third allowed the se 01 “Butter fingers!” howled a young Maplewood sympathize! To cap the climax the third batter put a high one back | grinned the fourth batte “Just watch me put it over t “We got ‘em on the run now,” It was hard luck for Joe. 8 Three chances for outs had been given and every one If the game was lost he couldn’t be blamed. Z ie Joe glanced at the private box andgysaw Bessie wave best +5 That put him on his mettle and be struck out the batt With the bases all occupied and only one man out, the pros- ovation, for he had squeezed the team out of a very tig Joe had to lift his cap again as he came up to lead off t He was Paiteaite beseeched to soak it out of the lot. As he tapped the rubber he flashed a look at Bessie. 3 She was standing up, glancing eagerly at him, 2 te Maplewood pitcher leered as he let drive an in-curve ye Joe reached for it quick, and the crack as his bat met ball could be heard all over the ground. 4 A eyclonie roar followed. seven-league boots on. Academy boys and their friends fell over ‘one another, their hats into the air and acted generally as if they had g erazy. Before Joe reached second the ball was over the fence : the game won. He trotted to the plate amid a storm of acclamations. ed yon waving in Bessie’s hands and her shrieks of delight. The score was 4 to 3 in favor of the academy team, and was carried off the field on the shoulders of his comrades. ——_— CGHAPTER III. LASHED TO A GUN. There was high-jinks at the academy that evening. e usual hour at which the students retired was e} Hs.0 bags a so that the boys could prolong their rejoicings give full “on gett to their enthusiasm over the great v! peer ae the team itself, Tutor Appl with Major P ‘or the team pplegate, permission, invited them to a ra one seni in their honor the tables in the refectory. The other scholars turned in at ten o'clock, but the ball play ers had the privilege of remaining up half an hour longe Joe Fanwood, Bob Stewart, Hal Fairweather and Dick Bafley were crossing a section of the parade ground at the rear of the in a very erratic fashion. es “Who the dickens is that?’ asked Joe. “Give it up,” replied Bob, “but he looks as if he was full of booze.” - “He's blind, staggering drunk, that’s what he is,” said Bailey, — “Must be one of the major’s satellites,” said Fairweather. * “Well, let's see who he is,” grinned Joe. “It’s against all Bailey put a neat single in right, advancing Joe by sharp} rules for any one to appear on the grounds in that condition.” They hastened their steps and soon came up with the intoxi- ‘This was encouraging, for there was only one out, so the} cated individual, who was trying te walk an imaginary chalk line with very poor success. “Why, it’s Flynn,” said Stewart, after peering into the fel- low’s face. : Pat Flynn was a man-of-all-work about the academy, and, owing to his prying, sueaking nebiat had become particularly obnoxious to the boys.

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OUT FOR BUSINESS. ‘The four members of the ball team stepped in front of him D d the man came to a sudden stop, looking at them in a fool- . leering way. ‘How are you, Mr. Flynn?” asked Joe, ironically. “How you feeling this lovely evening?” “Paith, I'm falin’ loike a bir-rd. Long loife to yez, gents. win yez be afther tellin’ where I’m at?” _ “Don’t you know where you are, Mr. Flynn?” grinned Joe. : hure I don’t.” ue cg have you got in your coattail pocket, Flynn?’ asked “Tn me pocket, is it?’ cried the Irishman, grabbing first at one coattail and then at the other, all the time maintaining his gs with the utmost difficulty. “Faith, don’t say a worrud. ’s a flask of whisky Ive got. Will yez all drink wid me?” “Don't you know that it’s against the regulations to appear the academy grounds with a bottle of whisky in your eket?” said Joe, sternly. “Shure I do. Do yez mane to say that this is the academy?” do. We're on the parade ground.” “Howly Moses! I must get to me room to wanst. Will yez » $0. good as to p’int out the way to the shtable?” “Sure we will,” said Joe, giving his companions the wink. teh hold of his other arm, Bob, and we'll show him the or and Stewart piloted the intoxicated man over to 2 building and up into the room where the four chums punked _ What are you going to.do to him, Joe?’ asked Fairweather, y- hn, | ain’t going to do a thing to him,” grinned Joe, as he ed Flynn to seat bimself on a chair. “I merely thought to improve the looks of that ugly phiz of his. Bob, me by pulverizing those two pieces of chalk. And you, take that cork on the window-sill and burn it in the e of the gas.” . two boys did as directed, and while they were thus ‘em- Flynn went off into a drunken sleep and began to snore his mouth wide open. took the pulverized chalk and rubbed it all over Flynn's except the fiery end of his nose, whose redness was thus thrown into more conspicuous relief. y this white background the academy pitcher deftly ned several crescents and other ornaments of a like nature runt cork, drawing a kind of winged crocodile on the Irish- ‘s forehead. he soaped Flynn’s mustache til! it stuck out as stiff as at of a French army dude, and on his chin he made as good tation of a goatee as he could draw with the cork. e! how does he look now?” asked the young artist. t!” roared his companions, laughing till their sides at do you call it, Joe?” asked Bob. is; is, fellows, is the only original What-is-it, now about to ape cake for the first time for a limited period.” Fi “mean by ‘about to be put on exhibition’ ?” This is only a private seance.” bit him in public! How do you mean?” sup e you know there are a couple of old field-pieces on side “ot the main entrance, den’t you?’ I know it.” - “Well, I prepose to mount Flynn astride of one of them, tie his legs together so he can’t fall off and hurt himself, and leave m there for the major to gaze upon when he opens his bed- in the morning for a whiff of fresh air.” : out.” ; : *s the difference?’ retorted Joe, recklessly. “You vyhat Flynn is.. He ought to be made an example of. ‘t a fellow in the academy but weuld be delighted to ge of this chance to get back at the rascal. He ually in hot water, one way or another. - Isn’t ght,” nodded ‘Fairweather. “I'll stand by you in iepeel dillon eee Si wile! {olng to do the trick?” | Majo Po {you're drunk again, j}and go to your quarters, sir. “Just wait till I go over to the toolhouse for a piece of rope,” replied Joe. While he was gone Flynn snored on, utterly oblivious of the fate in store for him. “Isn’t he a beauty, the drunken scalawag?” sneered Bailey. “What he needs is a pair of horns, and then he’d be com-. plete,” laughed Hal. ; “Let’s make a pair and stick ’em on,” said Bob. “Go ahead and make them, if you know how.” encouraged Bailey. Bob got some cardboard and, with a pair of scissors, and some mucilage, manufactured a tolerable pair of short horns, which he stuck on either side of Flynn’s partially bald fore- head. ‘He blackened them well with burnt cork. “They look quite natural,” grinned Bailey. Joe thought so, too, when he returned with the rope and saw the addition that had been made to the victim. He shook Flynn into a maudlin wakefulness and told him he must go along with them. The Irishman allowed the boys to lead him downstairs on to the parade ground again, but as soon as the night air played around him he began to exhibit a tendency to boisterousness. “This \won’t do at all,” said Joe to his companions. “We must shut him up or the fat will soon be in the fire.” As Flynn opened his mouth to utter a roar, Bailey clapped a handkerchief into it and so gagged him, for the time being at any rate. They marched him around to the front of the academy, lifted him astride of the field gun, with his face to the vent, that stood almost under Major Pond’s bedroom windows, and lashed = him tight, in spite of his struggles, taking care to secure his hands behind his back. “Now let’s sneak,” said Bob. “Good-night, Mr. Flynn,” said Joe, taking off his cap and making the fellow a mock bow. “ “Good-night,” repeated the other three, also making low bows. ‘ Then the four boys withdrew as _ noiselessly as so many shadows. = In a short time the moon rose high above the building and shone down full on the decorated features of Pat Flynn. who — had been making ineffectual efforts to get free from his dis- _ agreeable situation. 5s At last he sueceeded in getting rid of the gag. ~ Finding he could use his tongue, he began to roar at the top ate of his voice, vrs The major was awakened and jumped from his bed to see : what caused the racket. = As he slammed up one of the windows Fiynn started to sing in maudlin tones. - Major Pond gazed Saks at the figure that bestrode the field-piece. Ras. Never in all his life had he seen such a queer-looking face, though he had run across many a grotesquely painted Indigg : i= in his time out West. } Flynn by this time had forgotten all about the cisions which had placed him in his present situation and had reached — a kind of jovial stage of drunkenness. . “Who are you?” roared the major, angrily. “And what are you doing astride that gun?” = Flynn stopped singing and looked up at the principal of the academy. : He did not recognize that important person, nor did he ap- pear to realize where he was. “Are yez spakin’ to me, ye ould orang-outang?” he replied, with a hiccough. “So it’s you, Patrick Flynn, is it?’ ‘eried Major Pond, in some astonishment, as he recognized the man’s voice. “And eh? Get down from that gun instantly I'll attend to you to-morrow.” “Go to blazes!” howled the Irishman. “Who are yez, any- way, that presumes to order me about? One would think yez was ould Pond himself, bad luck to yez!” - “What!” gasped the enraged principal. to me in that way, you rascal?” Flynn. regarded the major with a leer for a moment; then he began bawling: “Arrah musha, McFadden was lazy and fat, and the hair of his head struck out through his hat. He weighed forty-three; if he weighed a stun more, bejabers, I’m thinkin’ he’d weighed forty-four. Hurrah!” . “Will the get off that gun, you drunken cee ee $ Pr. Se “Do you dare talk

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“Get off what gun?” replied Flynn, insolently. 3 “What are yez talkin’ about? It’s drunk yez are yerself.” Bang! - Down went the window, and in another moment Flynn began _, to sing again, making the night air resound with a ditty which aroused Tutor Applegate on the third floor and brought him _ to his own window, where he gazed down in astonishment at _the weird figure upon the field-piece. fi ‘Tn’ ten minutes Major Pond, partially dressed and aeccom- i panied by one of the male servants in his shirt-sleeves, ap- peared around the corner of the building and approached the : mounted Irishman. “Pull the scoundrel off that field-piece!” cried the major to _ his companion. His satellite started to obey, but found that for certain rea- sons he couldn’t. ‘He reported that Flynn was securely lashed to the gun, with his hands tied behind him. Major Pond came forward and soon convinced himself that it was a fact. “Some of the boys are evidently at the bottom of this,” he ‘remarked mly. “Cut the fellow loose and take him to his «quarters. at a_face he’s got! This is Fanwood’s handi- ; work. That boy is simply incorrigible.” Flynn was relieved from his perch, but now showed a dispo- sition to fight. Perceiving which in time, the other servant did not loosen his arms, but half led, half dfagged the Irishman to his quar- ters, threw him on his bed just as he was and left him to sleep off the effects of his debauch. Be the poker! > CHAPTER IV. FOR LIFE OR DEATH. _ Next morning shortly after breakfast Major Pond sent for Joe Fanwood to come to his office. _ When the boy appeared he motioned him to a seat near his “Last night I found Patrick Fiynn tied to one of the field- directly under the windows of my sleeping apartment,” — major severely. “His face was decorated in a fan- anner with chalk and burnt cork. Were you impli- the affair or not, sir?” you insist on my answering that question, Major Pond?” “Then I am compelled to answer yes.” “Did you have any accomplices?” “T had three companions.” “Mention their names, please.” _ “TI would like to be excused, Major Pond.” - “J insist, sir,” demanded the principal. a “Then I will have to refuse to answer, because it would be unfair for me to mention who they were.” I will give you the choice of telling me who they were or Ter seine the academy at once,” said the principal angrily. “I am very sorry, sir, but I cannot say who the boys were.” : seat is is your decision, is it, Fanwood?” : vers well. I dismiss you from Maplewood Military Academy because you are a confirmed ctical joker. I have given you every chance to reform, but you seem to be utterly - heedless of the consequences. I have stretched discipline to the utmost in your favor; I have overlooked matters in your ease that I never before passed over, hoping that I might re- claim you, but I see no hope of reformation in your practical joking. It is a bad practice under any circumstances, but you carry it to excess. Go to your room and pack up. Here are ten dollars for your expenses back to your home. I will settle the rest with your guardian.” Joe rose from his chair and looked at-the major with a lump in his throat. He seemed about to say something. ; Then he pulled himself together, made the customary salute ~~ in true military style and marched out of the office. 2 Major Pond watched him go with a solemn countenance. ¥- “Too bad. ‘Too bad,” he muttered. “He’s a fine boy, 72- but———” yi He turned to examine his morning’s mail. =. + There came a knock on the door. + “Come in,” said the major. _ Bessie Pond entered and danced up to her father's desk. - “Fm going to town this morning, papa, on Dandy. Is there ig fs Ag I can get for you?’ she asked, twining an arm caress- around the major’s neck. et OUT FOR BUSINESS. SESH" Feta“? ToRR PE “EE ET SOE ; ; of 3 > ele aah rg A & 7 a ba ye ee eo, te ee ee we Pele ae © eee ee cad “No, my darling,” he replied. “Be careful of yourself.” “Yes, papa.” She kissed him and danced out of the-office again. In the meantime, Joe walked solemnly across the parade ground to his quarters. The boys had just been marched into the different class-, rooms for the morning’s work, and so Joe found the grounds® and the room vacant. He packed his trunk slowly, as if the job was distasteful to him, and the last few necesSary articles he put into a small’ handbag, which he slung over his shoulders. Long before he had finished, happening to glance from the window, he saw Patrick Flynn with a grip in his hand walk- ing sullenly toward one of the side gates which opened upon the road that led toward the distant town of Maplewood. He had been summarily discharged by the major, ! As the fellow passed the corner of the building where the principal’s office was, he shook his fist at the window and then _ went on his way. ce Joe was almost ready to leave the room when he saw Bessie Pond, mounted on her pony Dandy, canter out at the front gate. The sight of the girl caused a spasm of regret to cross’ his. handsome features, and he watched her until she was out of — sight down the road. baw Then he went to the storeroom adjoining the gymnasium, where his bicycle was kept, got it from the boy in charge, who looked at him in some surprise, but made no remark, and wheeling it outside, mounted it and started for the same gate through which Flynn had taken his departure. Passing through, he looked back at the academy, where he had spent some very happy hours, and the lump came into his throat again, and a suspicious moisture dimmed his fine eyes, “Good-by,” he said, in shaky tones. “Good-by forever. It’s tough, leaving you in. this way, but it can’t be helped. Ty couldn’t hae done different if my life depended on my actions. I wish—well, what’s the odds? I’m done for in that direction, so what’s the use of thinking about the matter any more?” He started at a smart pace down the road, and soon a grove of trees shut the military academy from bis sight. After covering perhaps four miles he drew near a lane run- ning up to a somewhat pretentious mansion. % = a he ee a - ao PRR ER oe ti a Through the trees he saw a flutter of white approaching the; road, a In a few minutes he recognized Bessie Pond and her white S pony Dandy. se As they turned into the highway ahead of him a man rose from the shrubbery, waved his hands and shouted wildly, and y then threw a big stone at the pony. yi The animal shied violently, the saddle girth broke and the — girl was unseated, and only saved herself from a nasty fall by — throwing her arms around the pony’s neck, which dashed off — down the road at a mad pace. + “Great Seott! She'll be killed!” cried Joe, starting after ; her at full speed. § As he passed the lane he gaye a momentary glance at the & man, who was shrinking back among the bushes after accom- — his dasturdly action. : That one glimpse enable Joe to recognize Patrick Flynn. en “The scoundrel!” gritted the boy, as he pedaled away for all © he was worth. “He did that in revenge for his discharge from the academy. If Bessie is hurt I'll see that he gets what's coming to him.” Joe saw that the pony had taken the bit in her teeth and was wholly unmanageable. The boy had hopes that he would be able to catch up with the little mare and stop her before she shook Bessie off. But he soon saw that he had a hard chase ahead of him. A stern chase is always a long one, and this was no exception to the rule. The question was, could Joe hold out long enough to over ke the frantic pony. He put on steam in good earnest. Never before had he got such speed out of his wheel. As the early morning sunshine glistened on the steel spokes they glowed like long needles of fire. He saw with satisfaction that he was steadily gaining on the pony, which, though unmanageable, was impeded by Bes- sie’s tight hug about her arching neck. Suddenly he heard the long shriek of a locomotive near at hand. All at once it came to his mind that they were closing in on the railroad tracks of the D., P. & L. road, which passed by, i Maplewood.

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OUT FOR - He rose a bit from his bent attitude and glanced away to the left. A long freight train was coming down the line at a ten-mile- an-hour clip. - Two problems instantly presented themselves to his mind. Would the pony reach the track in time to pass clear of the If so, would he be shut off himself by the cars, and thus give the animal a lead he could not expect to overcome? There was still another and trtly awful possibility that the - fleeing animal might reach the track only in time to be dashed with her fair rider to their death against the moving freight. - Joe's blood turned cold and the perspiration oozed out in great drops on his forehead as he thought of the last contin- geney, which loomed up with startling distinctness before his eyes. "“[ must catch Dandy before she reaches the track,” he eathed. “I’ve simply got to do it if I break a leg.” Now they struck a slight declivity which ran down to the tracks. "Phe freight train was.coming on fast. - Joe saw now that the pony would never be able to clear it, Yt was the question of life or death for him to reach the fieeing little mare in a very few seconds and turn her aside down the tracks. 2 He made the wheel from the maker's. Inch by inch he crept up on the terror-stricken animal. Now he reached and was overlapping its flanks. Now up to where the saddle girth had been. ‘The engine was crossing the roadway ahead, and it seemed Dhacal if nothing could avert a catastrophe that would involve even Joe himself in his headlong rush, ‘Fairly dizzy from the terrible strain he had imposed on him- self, he reached out one hand and grasped the pony’s bridle as : he to the ground. eer aoe, Be turned off to the right, dragging the animal around t * _ Bessie just missed bumping into the cars by a hair’s breadth. The pony tossed its head wildly, but Joe held on for all ‘was worth. ‘boy was hanging back, throwing his weight upon Dandy. were looking back with starting ‘The engineer and fireman “at the struggle beside the track, while the crew of the n at different points upon the cars were also intensely in- ed in the outcome of the aftair. e animal had to slow down, whether she wanted to or hum as it never hummed since it came it last she came to a dead stop. oe rushed around to the terrified girl’s aid. Joe Fanwood!” she exclaimed, as she dimly recognized, en she slipped inertly into his waiting arms, e had fainted. : “ey CHAPTER V. JOE'S RESOLVE. aid Bessie Pond tenderly on the grass as the caboose, t car on the freight, flashed by them, with the con- and another man standing at the doorway looking ng her on the ground, he n to sprinkle water on y golden hair had escaped its confining pins and lay d out in the sunshine like a mass of glittering strands. » was as pale as death, and the fluttering breath came e gasps between her pearly teeth showed through her lips. : as a beauty, and no mistake, but Joe wasn’t thinking rood looks just then. his thoughts were concentrated in the effort to bring her her senses. a After a little while she uttered a sigh and opened her eyes, aon PS met Joe’s and something like astonishment came aL 2” he asked eagerly. y. “Why, what is the BUSINESS. you remember? up in time to save freight train.” “I remember. Yes. It was dreadful. and Dandy’s! wood? Papa will be so grateful to you. Iam the only little girl he has. He will never, never for me as long as he lives. awfully glad I was able to do you this service.” own life to save me.” perfectly satisfied.” I’m sure papa won’t be able to do enough me, Miss Bessie,” said the boy, with a shade of his tones. to secure her hair. ing him with a puzzled expression. “Your pony was frightened and ran away with you, don't | I chased you on my wheel, and only caught Dandy from going headlong against a flashed from her eyes. — And you saved my life, How shall I ever thank you enough, Joe Fan- “Oh!” she cried, as a look of terror forget what you have done will forget it-either,” a And I never “im “All right, Miss Bessie,” replied the boy, cheerfully. “Aren’t you good? And oh, so brave! Why, you risked your “Well, s’pose I did? It’s all right. You're not hurt, and ’m “I am very, very grateful to you. You believe me, don’t you?” : “Sure I do, and if you're satisfied we'll let it go at that.” : “But I shall always be grateful, Joe Fanwood. Always, : for you Dow.” ; to do anything for “Your father won’t have much chance emotion in “Won't have a chance,” she ejaculated, sitting up and trying “Why not? What do you mean? regard- “Qh, nothing,” replied Joe, gulping down his feelings. : “But I want to know,” she persisted in her wilful way. ; “I don’t think the matter would interest you, Miss Bessie.” , “You talk so strangely. I’ve never spoken to you before, have I? And just to think you have saved my life! We must be good friends after this,” she coneluded with a shy eager- — : ness that was very bewitching. oi “I wish we could, but I’m afraid we can’t.” y . “Why can’t we? I know papa won't object after——” Pie .“The reason is because I probably won't see you again.” —— “Won't see me again!” opening her eyes in great surprise, “T don’t understand you.” eS) “T have left the academy.” = “You have——” eth She stopped and looked at him as if she could not believe the evidence of her ears. Lye “Your father dismissed me this morning because—because — I’m the worst boy in the school. That’s about the size of it, | though he didn’t actually say so. From the way he spoke I guess he meant it. So you see——” os “My father dismissed you—you, Joe Fanwood! The bright- Ss est, smartest boy in the academy! You who won the ball game | yesterday! I can’t, I really can’t believe it.” ea le “Tm sorry to say it’s a fact. Well, it was my own fault. I’ve played all sorts of jokes there. I nearly spoiled that statue of Apollo, a a “Wasn't that the funniest thing I ever saw in all my life!” she cried, with a rippling laugh, as the recollection of the © figure in all its ridiculous decoration recurred to her mind, “T never, never saw anything half so comical. What,a genius — you are!” admiringly. fe “I may be a genius, but I guess your father thinks I am a— fool. At any rate, what I and three of my friends did last night to Pat Flynn, who was employed about the stables, and whom we caught drunk on the parade grounds at half-past _ ten, settled me with Major Pond. I was called to his office — this morning, and after I had admitted my guilt I was dis- missed, you may as well call it expelled, because I refused to give the names of my comrades in the there — J-——_ affair. That's all is to it. I’m now no longer a student. It’s rather rough on me, but it’s my own fault.” = “It’s too bad,” said Bessie. “But my father will overlook everything now just as soon as I tell him what you have done for me.” “I’m afraid I couldn’t go back, Miss Bessie.” “Not even for my sake?” she asked, earnestly. “For your sake I’d do anything; but please don’t ask me. I’ve made up my mind to start out in the world on my own hook and see what I can do. Were I to return to’ the academy it would only be a question of a short time before I got my- self into some other scrape. I’ve given your father trouble enough. He’s been very lenient with me, anyway. You can’t expect him to stand for everything.” “But I don’t want you to leave the academy,” she said, poutingly. “Tf have already left.” “You must go back with me,” coaxingly. Joe shook his head.

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“Td like to, but——” “But what?” : ~ “I'm too proud to return after having been dismissed.” “But papa will make that all right.” ae “I dare say that under the present circumstances he'd be bt pe to stretch a point. But I don’t care to ask him to do! oe Bt a going to try my luck in Maplewood. If you'll permit | me © write to you I'll let you know how I am getting on. ling for a living may cure me of my tendency for prac- cal joking. At any rate, I think I ought to give it a trial.” “Weil,” replied Bessie, regretfully, “if you are determined not to go back, of course I can’t persuade you to do so. I _ shall be glad if you will write to me, and I will answer your _ letters if you enclose your address. If you should change your mind about coming back to school you can let me know.” “I promise to do so in that case,” agreed Joe. “Now I had better go back with you to the point where your saddle came off, and fix it on again somehow, so that you can get home.” Joe unhitched the pony and gave the bridle to Bessie to lead him by, while he walked by her side, pushing his wheel along. - ‘The saddle was found in the middle of the road, and Joe managed to patch the girth so that it promised to hold if the girl walked her animal to the academy. _ “Allow me to help you up,” he said, politely. “You will write me soon, won’t you?” she asked, holding him by the hand. “Yes. Good-by, Miss Bessie.” ast -by, Mr. Fanwood.” _ The boy mounted his wheel and rode off toward Maple- “wood, Bessie watching him until he was out of sight. CHAPTER VI. OUT FOR BUSINESS. out to take a survey of the business section of the town. As he passed a popular cafe he was buttonholed by Jake bins, manager of the Maplewood League ball team. | Hello, Fanwood,” he said. “What are you doing in town? e in and have something.” Thanks, Mr. Stebbins, but I don’t drink,” replied Joe, po- Well, I wish all the members of my team : you. I have to keep a mighty sharp lookout on boys to prevent them from crooking the elbow during the There’s a heavy fine goes with the offense,- but the ds are up to all sorts of tricks to evade it. Goslin, my new her, is the worst offender. I got him from Kansas City. a fine slab artist, but I find him pretty unreliable. The mm League let him go because they couldn’t control his , I guess.” didn’t find him such an extraordinary puzzle yester- grinned Joe, forgetting that he was no longer a member he academy nine. “We made six hits off of his delivery, wv hich L was pretty good, considering our team is not in your roa made half the hits yourself, Fanning—two homers and le. You played the whole game. My men only reached one inning. If you hadn’t been in the game it would been a farce comedy. {f I had you on my team I'd let lin slide; upon my word I would.” “Much obliged for your good opinion of me, Mr. Stebbins.” “Don’t mention it. You deserve it all right. By the way, hhave you chaps a holiday to-day?” Zz “No. Why?” “J didn’t know but you had, seeing you in town. It isn’t often you lads get outside your grounds during the term.” “No, not often.” _“Got time to come out to the grounds this afternoon‘ “] don't know,” replied Joe, doubtfuily. “Well, I'll give you a pass to the grandstand,” said the " manager, producing his card end writing a few words on the ry F __ back of it. “Drop out if you can. We play the Roslyns. Game 9 begins at three. We open the regular season to-morrow at a Ridgewood.” ‘The manager shook hands with Joe and walked down the street, while the boy continued his strcll. When Joe got ee ae sey art ag he found that xpressman had come back without his trunk, but had brought a note in place of it from Major Pond, a OUT FOR BUSINESS, | was under to the boy for saving his daughter's life, and urged) $$ a a and energy. I want to take up something in which I could g linterest myself. Something that offered encouragement for me to go at it for all I’m worth. I think I’d like to sell ~ The major wrote in very feeling terms of the obligation he him to return to the academy at once, as everything would be overlooked, and he was very anxious to thank him in per- son. Joe, however, had decided not to return, and so he wrote ~ Major Pond a note to that effect, giving his reasons for his resolve, and thanking the principal for his many kindnesses — in the past, which he said he was now able to appreciate that the ties between himself and the school had been severed. He sent this note out by the expressman next morning with the request that his trunk be sent on. Major Pond read the note with much regret, but he felt that he could not do otherwise than comply with Joe’s request, and so the trunk was delivered to the expressman, and be. him left at the boy’s lodgings. Joe had no definite idea what he would do for a living when he left his lodgings on the following morning. To go into a store or a shop and work for the meager wages which would be offered to him, a greenhorn in the world, was: not what he was looking for. He was ambitious to engage in some business that, through) the exercise of energy and perseverance, he could make good money at in the near future. a His plan was a good one, but being young and inexperi-| enced, he did not know how to put it into execution. While he considered the important question he mechanically turned into a side street off the main business te ee and presently saw a sign in a small store window which read: “Agents Wanted.” Joe stopped and studied the sign attentively. “Maybe that would suit me if I could catch on. I'll go in and see what it amounts to.” So*he entered the store, which was filled with samples of! gg wee or machinery. There were also shelves loaded down with a lot of miscel: laneous truck. He asked for the proprietor, and a very small youth, was dusting the articles on the shelves, referred him to a s room at the back of the store, where he found a wizened ttle man reading the morning paper. “Are you the proprietor?” asked Joe, in a business-like way. “Yes. What can I do for you?” asked the man, looking at the visitor over his spectacles. or “You haveasign in your window, ‘Agents wanted.’ I would mr like to know what the business is, and whether I would oh ; the bill in case I found it suited me.” : The man looked Joe all over before he replied. “Yes; I want an agent to sell agricultural machinery ox other things, but I hardly think you'd suit.” “How do you know I wouldn’t?” asked Joe, politely but decisively. The proprietor of the establishment seemed rather struck by Fanwood’s reply. He put down the paper and looked him over again more : carefully than before. “Well,” he said, with a slight smile, “you're @ boy. What ; I want is a man—and a man with experience.” “I’m not a man, and I haven’t any experience selling agri- cultural machinery or any Thing else; but I'm looking for work ~ that has a future in it. I’m not afraid to hustle where there's _ anything in it for me. Perhaps it might pay you to give some idea what you expect your agent to do; what the pr pects are for a good man, and other facts that would give r some idea of the business. Then if I thought I could do any- mi a worth while in your line I'd like you to give mea chance a Evidently Joe's words and manner produced a favorable impression on the man, for he pointed to a chair beside his desk and asked him to sit down. “You are rather young to embark in the business; still if you have the right stuff in you thére is no reason why you shouldn’t in tim& make a first-class agent. What have you been doing?” 3 “I’ve been at school until yesterday,” replied Joe. “Then you are quite green in the ways of business,” said the man, pursing up his lips, which the boy took to be an un- favorable sign. “I admit it. But the fact doesn’t worry me in the least. I’ve got to learn to make my living, and the sooner I begin the better. J don’t care to tie myself down to store or shop work. 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things to people. If an article struck me as being good I am sure I would take an interest in convincing people in need of _ that article that they ought to buy it. Take this electric fan you have on your desk, for instance; there is something that everybody needs in summer. Of course persons without elec- ric connections in their buildings could not use it; but wher- ever the facilities exist to supply it with power there it ought to be. If I had an office I wouldn’t be without one myself in ~Yhe hot term” . Joe spoke earnestly and animately, and the man smiled. “TI am the general agent in Maplewood for that machine,” he said. “How would you like to try your hand at selling them? A few days’ work about town canvassing stores, of- -fices and factories would probably give me a line on your adaptability for selling merchandise.” “TY would like to try it, sir.” -. “hen you shall. I rather think you're cut out for a good agent and canvasser. You have a pleasing address, a con- vincing manner, and you talk well as far as I can determine ‘at. this short interview. Your youth and lack of experience are all that seem to be against you. This electric fan is an entirely new article in this place, and I haven’t started to in- uce it yet. I will give you a bunch of the literature for ‘ou to read up and familiarize yourself with the advantages and good qualities of the machine. I have a perfect working odel in miniature, which you can carry around to make a practical demonstration with. You can leave some of the cir- culars and other printed matter wherever you call and keep a record of every place you visit, with an eye to calling later if you interest the party but he does not take a machine at once.” Mr. Jackson, that was the general agent’s name, then pro- ceeded to give Joe an insight into the methods generally fol- lowed by canvassing agents in their efforts to make a sale, In his earlier days he had been a successful agent himself, he made the boy wise to many points that would have him months to learn by experience. After Joe had studied up the electric fan literature he felt fend prepared to go out and hustle, and so, with his pockets of printed matter, and the model machine on his arm, ‘Started out for business. CHAPTER VII. JOE DINES WITH BESSIE'POND AND FATHER. succeeded in convincing two people before twelve o’clock the electric fan was just what they needed for the coming er, which would soon be upon them. also disposed of one at the restaurant where he got his ner, to be placed on the cashier’s desk. e house itself was supplied with revolving wooden fans mdent from the ceiling. , ring the afternoon the boy got orders for six more of the hines, making nine in all he sold on his first day. s his commission was fifty cents on each fan sold, he felt ity well satisfied with the results of the day’s work. . Jackson was both surprised and pleased when he showed the nine orders which were to be delivered C. O. D. next ‘guess I didn’t make any mistake in you, young man,” he d. “If you go on the way you have begun you'll turn out er. Do you want any money on account? I don’t £ ip d any commission at all in advance, but the showing made to-day is deserving of some encouragement, so nake an exception in your favor.” .. I don’t need any money to-day.” be pay you the $4.50 you earned to- day to-morrow , sir. That's satisfactory.” day was Friday and Joe sold six electric fans, aight he wrote a letter to his guardian, telling him had severed his connection with the academy, and the hat. al is Seasip his kindn da naiderati anked essup for his kindness and consideration in aes that he would forgive his delin- ai th that pr was now fully determined to world solely by his own efforts. ed the letter in the morning, enclosing his Maple- ess, so that his guardian could communicate with if so ‘disposed, and that day sold five more of the fans, every one to people who at first refused to consider his aes allowed him to give a demon- oe eg eS sesso SA NSNNppsseen nei psaiebly inscribed on the case. OUT FOR BUSINESS. a messenger from the academy had been there and left a note for him. It was a pressing invitation from Major Pond that he take dinner with himself and Bessie on ‘Sunday afternoon at three. “We shall expect. you, my dear boy, so don’t fail to come,” the note concluded. The prospect of seeing Bessie Pond again was an alluring one, and so Joe decided that he would accept the invitation. — Accordingly he dressed himself with unusual care Sunday afternoon, and about two o’clock he took the trolley which passed within a short distance of the academy. He arrived at his destination shortly before three, and was shown into the private sitting-room, where he found Bessie waiting to receive him. “It was so good of you to come, Mr. Fanwood,” she cried, — impulsively, stretching out both hands to him as he stepped forward to greet her. “I was very glad to come, Miss Bessie,” he said, with flushed face. “It was very kind of your father to invite me.” “Papa was anxious to see you and thank you in person for saving my life the other day. He was greatly disappointed when you declined to return to the academy, and so was I,” “I hope neither you nor your father are offended at the course I have taken,” said Joe, earnestly. “Oh, no. You had a perfect right to act as you thought best. Only we think it would be ever so much better for yeu if you would decide to come back next term and finish your course.” “T don't say that it wouldn’t; but I’m afraid that Mr. Jessup, my guardian, when he learns what has occurred will wash his — hands of me altogether.” “Why should he do that?” asked Bessie, in some surprise. . “Well, I’ve given him a good deal of trouble, one ‘way or the other. He is in no way related to me, and only agreed to take charge of me because my father was an old and valued friend of his. Under these circumstances I have decided to © relieve him of the responsibility and hoe my own way myself, — 1 am not afraid but I can do it. In fact, I never felt so inde- pendent and self-reliant as since your father politely told me that the Maplewood Military Academy would know me no ~ more.” “T hope you’re not angry with papa for dismissing you. You know you told me that you felt you deserved it. At any rate, — papa would give a great deal to have you back again.” “IT have only the pleasantest feeling toward your father, Miss Bessie, I assure you. I have no kick coming at all. I I think it will do me good to hustle a little for myself. I hope it will take the foolishness out of me. If a fellow has the right kind of ambition, it doesn’t do him any eke to have bine an come his way too easy. Kind of spoils him, don’t you nk?” ; “I am sure I don’t know. Papa will understand that better ag I. I only hope you will get along nicely whatever you 0. ” “You are very good to say that, Miss Bessie,” replied Joe, gratefully. “Why shouldn’t I wish you every good fortune? Am not tr under the greatest obligations to you?” -. “TI wish you wouldn’t mention that, Miss Bessie. I was oniye, 2% too pleased to have the opportunity to do you a service.” . “Thank you, Mr. Fanwood,” said Bessie, with a blush. At this point Major Pond entered the room. “T am very glad to see you, Fanwood,” he said, taking Ji by the hands. Then he proceeded to tell the boy how much he the nerve and courage he had displayed in saving his dane ter’s life. “It is, of course, impossible for me ever to repay the debt I owe you,” continued the major. “Such a service as that is beyond price. I wish, however, to offer you a slight evidence | of my appreciation, as well as a token of remembrance, and so beg your acceptance of this watch and chain.” : He handed the boy a box which bore the imprint of t most prominent jeweler in , Maplewood. Joe opened it and found an elegant gold het i and jl, “| that you-véry ‘much, Major Pond, for this 2 present, and it will give me great pleasure to wear it.” “And I hope you will wear this also, as coming from me, Mr. Fanwood,” said Bessie, stepping up and presenting him with a splendid tie held together with a diamond pin of con- siderable value. Joe accepted it with much pleasure and thanked her for it, “TI believe dinner is ready,” remarked Major Pond. “So we will adjourn to the next room. You may Ly: Bessie ine

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BUSINESS. _ Joe offered his arm very politely to the young lady, and she a sbeps accepted it. ‘The dinner was an enjoyable affair, and Joe thought Bessie “4 hee the most charming, but the brightest girl he had ever eiiich the windows he occasionally caught glimpses of y of his old schoolmates wandering around the parade ound, or perched about the doors and at the open windows their quarters. . This sight of the boys made him feel a trifle homesick, and he almost regretted that he had refused the major’s pressing ivitation to return. However, he had put his shoulder to the wheel to make his own way in the world, and he had no thought of backing out. Lee After dinner Major Pond asked him to give his own version of the capture of the runaway pony, which he did with due modesty. “Bessie told me that she thought it was a tramp who had frightened Dandy.” No, Major Pond, it was not a tramp, but Patrick Flynn. came cut of the bushes by the side of the road and_de- rately stampeded the pony, throwing up his hands, holier- , and finally throwing a stone at the animal.” “The scoundrel!” exclaimed the major, angrily. “I ought have the rascal arrested if I could Jay my hands on him.” _, When the boys were marched into the refectory to supper Bessie asked Joe if he would like to go out with her on the ver a little while in her own special boat. He said he would be delighted to do so, and so they went. They spent an hour on the placid bosom of the little river hich flowed through Major Pond’s property. he young people found a great deal of pleasure in each her's society, and finally when it came time for Joe to take his departure for Maplewood he said he hoped Bessie would him to visit her soon again. I shall always be pleased to see you whenever you find it nient to call,” she replied, in a tone which left no doubt his mind but that he would be Welcome. “Thank you, Miss Bessie,” he replied. when you may expect me.” i % With that he bade her gocd-by, receiving a gentle pressure from her hand, and started for the trolley road. 3 erm “T will send you CHAPTER vit. JOE'S EARLY SUCCESS. uring the next week Joe worked with great zeal to intro- the electric fan into Maplewood, and succeeded so well his commissions amounted to $25. On Saturday morning he received a letter from his guardian og surprise at the intelligence he had received from p a admired the boy’s pluck in facing the world on his sibility, which was very like his father, still he did not approve of the course he had taken and strong- d him to go back and finish the term at the academy. further said that he had received a letter from Major nd containing a full explanation of the situation, in which had referred to Joe’s thrilling rescue of his daughter, and est desire that Fanwood would come back to school, arid enclosed a draft on the Maplewood National Bank ), pay able to Jce’s order, wered this ‘letter immediately, thanking Mr. Jessup o ceptiscions of good will as well as for the draft, which he did not need, as he was already making money sell- fans in town, but would keep it lest he offend him, did not wish to do. 4 returning to the academy he said he had made up 1 “to do so, and gave his reasons for his determi- ng week ‘ushered ina warm wav ve, and great- i ben electric. fan anles, so that ge cleared six da ay he paid pid er visit to the academy, spending a eveni ng with, Bessie, and taking and the major. | previous visit he had explained to Major Pond wha ‘Was doing in Maplewood, and had also told Bessie omething about his plans. They were now both anxious to know aha he was getting e gave them the full particulars of his success with the up to date, and received their congratulations. Phe major gave him an order for one dozen of the fans for Joe and Bessie went walking after tea, and on their way back ran against Bob Stewart and Hal Fairweather. ran Fanwood had already written to Bob a full explanation why he had left the academy so unceremoniously. Stewart read the letter to his roommates, Fairweather and Bailey, and the true reason for Joe’s mysterious disappearance ~~ was soon known al! over the scool. i One of the results of the letter was that Stewart, Fair- weather and Bailey appeared before Major Pond in his study and confessed that they were the ones who had been mixed up with Fanwood in the Pat Flynn affair. , The principal accepted their statement, sentenced them to one week's confinement in the guard house, and then gus-- — pended the punishment indefinitely. ret “Hello, Joe,” exclaimed Bob, in great surprise, grasping him by the hand and shaking it violently, an example imme- ae diately followed by Fairweather. “Awfully glad to see bee Are you coming back to us to finish the term?” “No,” replied Fanwood, whose glowing countenance showed: that he was delighted to meet a couple of his old chums again. He did not introduce them to Bessie, believing Major Pond would not approve of it, and the girl, understanding the situa- tion, walked on ahead. “You don’t mean to say that you’ve left us for good?” asked Hal, anxiously. “T can’t answer that question yet, Hal. I may come back next term and I may not. Just as I happen to feel on the itd subject when the time comes.” > By “Well, I hope you will come back. We all feel lost without — ae you.” “What are you doing, anyway?” asked Bob, curiously. “What am I doing?” grinned Joe. “Oh, I’m out for vast ness.” ; “Out for business!” cried both boys in surprise. a “That's .it exactly. I’m hustiing on my own hook.” “At what?” asked Fairweather. “At present I’m selling electric fans.” “How are you making out?” from Bob. “Tiptop. Made $40 this week.” “You don’t say.” ‘ “That's right. And Major Pond has just givén me an order oy for a dozen fans for the academy that will be delivered to- morrow.” 72 “Gee whiz!” exclaimed Bob. “You're doing all right.” > They had now reached one of the side gates, and after a few more words the boys parted, and Joe rejoined Bessie. — “When shall I see you again, Mr. Fanwood?” asked the girl as she was bidding him good-night at the gate a counis > hours later. “Well, that will depend.” rn “On what?” “Whether you’re very anxious to see me soon again or “Why, of course. I want to see you soon again,” she pe a with a slight blush. “Have you any reason to doubt. that?” : “No: but I'd like to make a little bargain with you.” “A bargain?” “Yes. Would you care to have me come every Sunday ternoon?” “T should be delighted to have you do so.” “Will your father be pleased?” “Yes; I think I can answer for papa.” , “Very well. If you'll agree to drop calling me Mr. vor and just call me plain Joe when we're by ourselves, 2 the same time let me address you as Bessie without ‘the meee of miss, why, I'll not miss a Sunday till god go pie pereiss or the mountains, Am I asking too She looked down with a bright blush and tapped the g with the point of her dainty little shoe before ae reply. eh “TI haven't offended you, have I?” he asked » anxioi “No, Joe,” she ‘answered softly, looking up i with her wonderfully expressive eyes. “How could y offend me? I owe my life to you, and I Shall es e that as long as I liye.” — The fourth week proved a banner one with . ceeded in placing the fans in many big offic nearly fifty dollars in commissions. By this time he had pretty well exhatisted the avetlat places in town, and so as he made only fifteen dollars on the following week he decided to drop the electric fan. After paying all his expenses he found he had something ~ over two bundred dollars deposited in the Maplewood ai Bank, and this was a comforting reflection. oy _

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tural machine literature. decided he would try his hand at and see what he could do. sbe much above what he had been reaping from the electric ‘So at the beginning of the following week he hired an auto- mobile, took several lessons in the management of it, and ~ ithen started out around the nearby country on a yisit to the ‘farmers. - At the very first farm he struck he found that the owner twas preparing to visit Maplewood to buy a new reaper for the coming season. Joe saw his chance to sell one, and he, buzzed the farmer _ jfor an hour on the subject, showing him illustrations from all ‘points of view of a machine that Mr. Jackson was the agent itor, and which he claimed was superior to any other reaper for the price on the market. ve _ he farmer finally agreed to visit Jackson's store and have - @ look at the real thing on exhibition there. Joe carried him to town in his auto, showed him the reaper, and finally talked him into buying it. This sale added one hundred dollars to Fanwood’s savings, and he was tickled to death over his good luck. During the rest of the week he sold several improved plows, a barrow or two, and a number of other minor farming imple- ‘ments, netting altogether another hundred dollars in com- missions. “I guess I’m doing pretty well for a beginner,” he said to “Mr. Jackson, when he collected what was coming to him at the close of the week. “You’re doing fine, Fanwood. I hadn't the slightest idea rou would develop so quickly. You've averaged about fifty ollars per week since you started in six weeks ago.” Joe now began to get the idea into his head that if he could do so well selling for Jackson, he ought to be able to do better if he worked direct for some big manufacturing house. So he opened a correspondence with several concerns in “aifrerent parts of the country, with the view of acting as their sole agent in that locality. - Only one house took up his proposition on the spot. That was a Cincinnati publishing and printing company avhose specialty was the manufacture of elegantly illuminated ‘advertising calendars. _ The firm forwarded Joe several specimens with their terms, and a letter expressing their hope that Fanwood would take up the business, which they represented as a very profitable me to a hustler. After figuring the matter out he coneluded to give the work trial, and sent them the necessary deposit to cover a com- te line of samples, which amount was to be reimbursed he sent in his first order. ‘hile waiting for his samples Joe bired a small office ‘in business block on the main street of Maplewood, and started seas it up in a style that suited his fancy. Deught 4 = desk, three chairs, a table on which to s semples when in the office, and an oblong rug to place of a ca he had a painter letter his name on the ‘oor, and on d downstairs in the main corridor. 2 an order at a pauses for basipess eards, letter- envelopes, and billheads that provided himself with a book in which to en- ores, together with whatever sationery he would I need now is a picture or two on “the walls,” he said elf as he viewed his little den with a complacent eye. as soon as my samples get here I'll start out for busi- side ee a few blocks away was a second-hand old curiosity shop—kept by an unpleasant- Dominico Bosko, e win- icles displayed for sale in OUT FOR BUSINESS. | | a _ Joe, after a talk with Mr. Jackson, and a study of Sse jot the windows labeled $3. : 1 times, and had stopped to ae ea. gd : the ‘last time he Went by there was a ———————— striking marine oil-painting of a yacht under full sail in one Joe had a weakness for nautical pictures, so it occurred to F If he had any business worth mentioning his profits would | him that he would buy that picture if it had not been sold. — So he started for the shop. On reaching the place he-was much disappointed to find that the coveted picture had been removed from the window, > “T suppose it has been sold,” he muttered. “'That’s always” : the way. When you make up your mind to buy something that’s been hanging around for an age somebody else sad sure to step in just before you and carry it off.” a He glanced in at the doorway, hesitating whether to. enter or not and inquire about the picture. The proprietor, his wife, with a handkerchief tied over her head, and an overgrown boy, presumably their son, were busy moving a heavy piece of furniture at the rear of the store. Joe didn’t like their looks for a cent. “ However, he was anxious to get that particular marine x painting if it was still unsold, or one something like it, and as he noticed a framed picture standing on end against a bookcase in the middle of the store which struck him as be — ing-the painting he was in search of, he walked into the store to get a better look at it. Bs It proved to be the identical picture, and while Fanwood was looking at it Dominico Bosko came forward, and with a penctrating glance, as if he was sizing the boy up, asked him what he wanted. Ae “What do you want for this picture?” asked Joe, thinking _ from the careless way the. painting was treated that he might be able to get it for even less than what it had been marked up at in the window. The second-hand man looked Fanwood all over again be-— fore he answered. The boy was well dressed and looked prosperous, so Boske fixed his price accordingly. ; “Nine-a dol’,” he said, with a leer. “Ver cheap.” x “What!” exclaimed the astonished young agent. “Nine aa ‘ lars!” t 7,4 “Nine-a dol’,” repeated Bosko. “Not on your life,” replied Joe, “I'll give yau three.” “T’vee-a dol’! No take-a such small-a price.” “All right. You're the doctor,” answered Fanwood, turns ing to leave. The Italian stopped him. “How much you give-a?” “IT told you how much I'd give—three dollars. in the window a few days ago marked $3.” -*Dis not-a da same pic’.” Joe, however, knew hetter. “Well, three dollars is my limit. choose.” “Make-a five dol’. I take-a him,” “No, you won't. At least, not from me. cent more than three dollars.” “T take-a four dol’, den.” “You'll take three or nothing if you want to do bus with me,” replied Joe, resolutely. ‘ “All-a right. I take-a da t’ree.” : While this bargaining was going on the other two me bers of the Bosko family were watching proceedings the back of the store, As Joe produced his pocketbook, the villainous-look woman and her shifty-eyed son came forward, as it obedience to some signal. Then the dealer himself sprang at -the boy and tried ; wrest the wallet from his grasp. Fanwood, however, was too quick for him, and threw hand containing the pocketbook out at full length. At the same time he grasped the Nanere arm and td push him away. While he was thus employed the woman endeavor a creep behind him for the purpose of reaching the wal while the hard-looking youngster came to his father’s _ sistance. ® It was clear that the fat-looking pocketbook had sonal them, though it did not begin to contain the money they thought it did, being bloated up with letters and circulars he had received from several firms he had communicated with. — Because Fanwood was a boy Bosko fancied he would proye an easy mark. That’s where he made a mistake, Joe was strong, wiry, and quite an athlete, As soon as he saw the tactics of ‘the enemy he began to back toward the door, : ‘ You had it Take it or not as you ; I won't give a % : a

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OUT FOR dealer, foreseeing trouble if he got away now, en- Baten to his wife, who hastened to block his exit. _ “What are you trying to do; anyway? Rob me?” demanded 08, breaking away from Bosko. ene? He thrust the wallet into his pocket, and pushing the woman back started for the front of the store. _- He didn’t get there, however, for young Petro Bosko grabbed _ up a heavy bronze ornament and threw it at his head. = ag threw out his hands mechanically to save himself. Then everything grew black before his eyes as his senses ett ‘him, and he fell at full length upon the floor. _— CHAPTER X. PLANNING A ROBBERY. = Wien Joe came to his senses again he found himself in a ; i and ill-smelling place. aaa Eisaims were not fettered in any way, but he soon found Sete h oo were cramped by the narrowness of his > ings atin =e little time before He realized just what had happened to him. _ When he did he was thoroughly disgusted and angry over the situation. _ He examined his pockets and found that his wallet and every penny of his loose change had been taken from him. - “Just wait till I get out of this and I'll make it mighty __ hot for that scoundrel,” he mutfered between his teeth. “What oe Bad he take me for? A stranger and an easy mark? I guess _ he imagines because I’m a boy that he isn’t taking any great He’ll find out his mistake sooner than he bargained - Joe found his match-safe in his pocket, and he lit a lucifer in order to examine his surroundings. the second-hand store. ow that they’ve put me down here I wonder what they DI to do with me?” he said to himself. of course, he couldn’t tell what their intentions were, but ey couldn’t be otherwise than hostile toward himself. ighting a second match he found there was a wooden door, cured by a hasp on the other side. There were several knot-holes through which he tried, to e what the rest of the cellar looked like, but was unable to ‘so on account of the darkness which shrouded place. e experimented with the hasp, but found that it ap- d to be held by a padlock. ere was no other way of getting out of his pen unless could kick the boards down, and they appeared to be too z for him to accomplish that. , he sat down on the edge of the old mattress on which : been lying to think things over. He noticed now that his head pained him-a good bit, and a up his hand found that he had received a jagged | from some heavy, ragged object that oad drawn the which had dried around the cut. > young chap must have done that to me,” like to have my hands on him now; ng-and-dance he wouldn’t like.” - At this point in his meditations he heard a noise as if some on was coming into the cellar. listened, and found that there were two men descend- a short stairway into the place. carried a lighted candle in a candlestick. ; looked through a convenient knot-hole and ‘got a good “ogee who had the candle in his fingers was short and set in stature, with a hard and villainous look on his e features. ‘His companion, to Joe’s great surprise, was Pat Flynn. ‘He looked disreputable and dissipated, and his red eyes and washed-out look showed he had only just recovered from . a debauch. “Come this-way.” ‘said his associate, roughly. The fellow led Flynn over to a corner near Joe’s pen, matting down, laid the candlestick on the floor. Sit down. We can talk here without any one hearing us.” _ Fignn complied with the other's request, but his eyes roved - Testiessly around. as if trying to pierce the darkness. “Now, Fiynn, let's talk business. You say you've got. the - mused Joe. I’d make him do a and vored to detain him, and hurriedly uttered some words | eh?” ae BUSINESS. lay of Major Bend’s apartments in the academy building, ve “Yes, I have,” replied Flynn, in a surly tone. “Well and good. Now, what sort of stuff does he keep around loose? Is it worth the risk of liftin’?” “Sure it is. faith. He has a lot of brickybrack that he thinks a heap of, so he does. Then there’s the safe in his office where he kapes his money. If you've the tools to open it wid, we ought to make a haul.” Pint “He wouldn’t be likely to keep much money around the house,” said his companion. “Thot may be roight, ginerally spakin’.. But, faith, he al- ways has a wad around the first of thé month—that’s to- morrow—to pay off wid.” “How do you know he has?” “Sure, haven’t I seen it whin I wint in to get me wages?” “What's the easiest way to get into the building?” “5 “Through a little soide dure near the kitchen. I've gota kay to it.” hE “You have, eh?” exclaimed the other, with a show of in- terest. “Faith, I have,” with a cunning look. “How did you get hold of it?” “TI sthole it, so I did.” .- “The major’s office is on the first floor, I suppose?” “It is, nixt to the sittin’-room, and overlookin’ the parade ground.” “What else is there on that floor?” “Classrooms.” “Where does the major and his daughter live?” “On the second flure, above the sittim’-room and office, at the kitchen ind of the buildin’. The main stairs go up through the middle of the house. The classrooms are all on one > soide: st of the buildin’.” é “What rooms are above the major’s apartments?” “Thim are the slapin’ rooms of the tachers.” See! “To get to the major’s rooms you have to go up the main i stairs, don’t you?” ay, “No. There is a private back stairway to the dinin’-room where Major Pond and his daughter ate. It runs out of the passage-way dure thot I have.” at “Where do the boys sleep?” bye “In their quarters at the other soide of the parade stound.” — ha “Do they keep a sentry guard at night?” “No; but there’s a watchman thot goes over the place every half hour, and rings up an electric clock so as to show thot | he’s attendin’ to his duty.” : “I. guess we could muzzle him all right.” “Shure, you could do thot aisy.” “If I go into this thing with you how do we divide? should want two-thirds of the boodle, as you don’t sm the business, while I do,” “I'll agree to thot. I'll be satisfied wid one-third and. me ’ revenge on the major for givin’ me the bounce from the _ place. I thried to do up his daughter the same day he mes a charged me, but one of the b’ys came along on his verelenae j saved her.” “What did you try to do to her?” RE “I frightened her pony, ard it ran away wid her. I e picted the little mare would throw her, but she saved her self by clingin’ to her nick. Then the b’y, bad cess to for a butter-in! chased the animal and canght her down b the railroad jist as a thrain come along. It would have ¢ me good if she’d broke her nick—not thot I’ve anythin’ | her, do yez moind; but it would have hit her ould pan: tinder place, and ra have had me revinge thin.” 2 His vindictive tone attracted the notice of even the rutin by his side, who remarked, with a short laugh: 2 “You seem to be a bad man to monkey with, Flynn. “TI niver forgit an injury.” e Joe, listening to this conversation at a nearby knot-hole shook his fist at the Irish rascal. “It won't be my fault if I don’t get you in jail before you're’ many hours older, Mr. Flynn,” he muttered. “Well, Flynn.” continued his companion, “as I’ve noth- ing on hand at present, we'll try to do the job. Bosko will take the stuff off our hands at a fair valuation and ship it off to his brother in New York, so that none of it will be found here. Bosko is a sly chap. Many a crook in these parts has cashed in his pickings at Bosko’s, and no one has been the wiser. The police haven’t the least suspicions of the real] character of Bosko's curiosity shop.” “You mane it’s a fince, is thot it?” “That's what it is. Half the stuff he has for sale was

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lifted in New York and that neighborhood, sold to Bosko’s brother, who has just such another store on Third avenue, New York, and by him shipped out here to be disposed of. they play into each other’s hands in great shape.” “It’s a wonder the New York chap isn’t caught, at any rate. They have some fiy cops in thot town.” _ *T don’t advise you to go to New York, Flynn. You're likely to find yourself on the Island, if not up the river, before you know what struck you. I stay away myself on general prin- ciples. Towns like Maplewood are easier to work, though they don’t always pan out as well as a feller could wish. I hope - the academy will meet my expectations, for I'd like to go to Chicago with somethin’ in my clothes.” “Tf we kin get away wid all the stuff we'll foind there yez Wwon’t have any kick comin’.” “JT haye to take your word for that, Flynn; but I’ll allow you ought to know somethin’ about it. You meet me at the ers’ Rest on the trolley road at nine to-night, and we'll start the ball rollin’. “Faith, I'll be ace widout fail,” agreed the Irishman. into the safe, and a couple Have you a barker?” _ “Vill fetch my tools for goin’ of sacks to carry off the swag in. _“A barker is it? What's thot?” “A revolver, you chump.” “No. I wish I had.” “Ply get one for you from Bosko as we £0 out. = charge it up to you.” “He's welcome to do thot,” grinned the rascal. “Then come along. Let’s be goin’.” - Bill Bagley took up the bit of candle, nearly burned out by this time, and led the way to the regions above, Flynn folowing close at his heels. He'll CHAPTER XI. HOW JOE GOT OUT OF THE CELLAR. ¥ fe was fairly staugerod by what he had hebencad. : idee sad in some way had got acquainted with the crook Bagley, and had proposed the scheme of robbing Major Pond’s partments at the academy. They had come down to the cellar to talk the matter over ‘here they thought they would not be overheard, and within ag Se oy Joe had practically arranged to pull the affair off night. ow could he prevent them from carrying out their nefari- s project? There was ro possible way unless he could escape from the ar, and there seemed very little chance of his doing that. ie he was thinking the matter over, “he heard a noise _~ Looking through the knot-hole that domisandsa the steps saw the young Italian who had knocked him out coming n with a lighted candle in one hand and a plate and jug € other. mission seemed talerably élear. decided to pretend he had not yet come to his senses, C threw ‘himeelt on the mattress and hegan to breathe Bosko stopped at the door and listened intently. hen he opened a small slide and flashed the light inside. Prag A wag vi goe stretched out 0 on the mattress, apparently un- ght reassured him. f : down the plate and jug, and turned his attention to padlock, which he opened with ney ta he carried. hile he was doing this Joe sprang from the mattress and ed near the door ready to pounce upon him the moment was opened. — 1e door: open about half-way, then stooped late and jug. do it Joe had him by the throat and pulled where he forced him down upon the “aaah full of straw when he opened f from the young Italian's pocket ,behind his back. and then tear- aa his stone mmoeather, and OUT FOR BUSINESS. oe water, inside the pen, he shut the door, locked the padlock, and E put the key in his pocket. “Now to make my escape from this cellar,” he breathed. “I wish I could do it without going through the store and ~ thus alarming Bosko himself. I don’t want him to make his — escape before I can warn the police of his true character, and have him arrested.” He tip-toed up the stairs and found the door leading to the kitchen at the back of the living rooms in the reas of the store ajar. There was no one in the room. He glanced through the dirty window and saw that it woud growing dark outside, from which cireumstance he knew he © must have been several hours a prisoner in the cellar. He looked into the adjoining room and saw it was used as a bedroom. Fx Crossing it, he found that the door communicated with the © store. Looking in, he saw the elder Bosko sitting in the front en- trance, smoking, while his wife was seated opposite to him. Ls After figuring on the situation, Joe returned to the kitchen, opened the door and looked out into the yard—a small and © very dirty one. : The fence seemed to form part of a narrow alleyway, so the boy hastily scaled it and dropped down on the other side. “Free at last!”-he exclaimed triumphantly. “Now for the police station.” %; . Making his way out into a back street, he proceeded to in- quire his way to that building, which was several blocks away. Arriving there, he told his story to the officer in charge and handed over the key to the pen in which he had been confined. _ Three officers were at once detailed to arrest the whole — Bosko family and close the shop. “You'll notify the New York police by telegraph about Bosko’s brother and his shop on Third avenue, won’t you?” asked Joe. “That will be done as soon as the charge you’ve made against Dominico Bosko is fully established and we haye positive evi-. dence to prove that his shop has been used as a blind to receive © stolen goods.” “Well, if you send officers to the Pikers’ Rest before nine | o’clock to-night and arrest that crook, who calls himself Bill Bagley, and his rascally associate, Pat Flynn, you ought to be able to secure the evidence you-want by turning the screws on — Bagley. I guess he'll turn State’s evidence against the Boskos — to save himself.” “We can only arrest them as suspicious characters as the ease stands. Whatever you may testify to in court will be — denied by them, and without corroborative evidence the judge won't be able to hold them. Now I have a better plan,” said the officer. e “What is it?” asked Joe. 3 “You'say they have decided to burglarize the apartments 0 the principal of the military academy?” “They have.” “Very good. I will send a couple of officers out there for purpose of catching them in the act. I shall want you with them, as you will be able to identity the rascals.” ‘I’m willing to go.” “Then report here as soon as you’ve had something to ea That will be about eight o'clock. I expect to have the | brought here shortly, and will lock them up until to-mor: } morning, when they will be brought before the ‘police m gis trate for examination. By that time I hope to be able to sub. Stantiate the evidence you will bring against them. We try to get them a long term in the State prison.” _ “Ill eat at a restaurant on Decatur street, just ES corner, and be back here in half an hour,” said Joe, rising his chair, “And that reminds me that I haven't a cent. Boskos cleaned me out of about ten dollars, all I had, so I s have to ask you to lend me half a dollar until I can re! to you.” "You're welcome to a dollar,” said the officer in charge o station, handing Joe a bill. The boy thanked him for the loan and immediately b to the restaurant he had mentioned, feeling hungry e: do justice to a reasonably square meal. . ine i ae ne ae eo CHAPTER XII. TRAPPING A PAIR OF RASCALS, - At eight o'clock Joe was back at the Dolice station awaiting _ the xc, of the officers in charge. Te 7 is

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OUT FOR _ The Boskos—father, mother and son—were already occupy- ing a cell in the basement of the building, and Joe was in- _ formed of the fact. lag v At half-past eight two of the policemen who had officiated at the arrest of the Italian second-hand dealer and his inter- @sting family were detailed to accompany Fanwood to the F academy. They received their orders, Joe himself had a short talk with the chief officer, and then the three left the station, __ walked to the corner of the street, hailed a trolley going in the _ direction they were bound and, boarding it, settled themselves : = Sor a seven-mile ride. _ They reached their destination in fifty minutes, after walk- ing a long block from the road traversed by the trolley. From the street the academy looked to be wrapped in silence and darkness. Even the tutors, who were not restricted as to their hour of retirement, appeared to have gone to rest, for there was not a light in any of their windows. _ The students, who were on the verge of examination week _ and would soon be scattering to their various homes, were in bed and, presumably, sound asleep. _ Up the gravel walk and between the pair of frowning field- pieces, one of which had played so important a part in Fan- _ wood’s and Hostler Flynn’s retirement from the.school, walked _ Joe and the two policemen. 2a The boy laid his hand on the electric button marked “Vis- _ itors’ Bell” and pushed it. A gong somewhere near the kitchen end of the building re- sponded. Major Pond was in his office at the time, arranging a pile of _ examination papers, and the ring, so unusual at that late hour, _ brought him to his feet. As the servants had all retired, he answered the summons ‘himself. ; - He unbolted, unlocked and threw open the front door. _ “Who is there?” he asked. it is I, Joe Fanwood,” replied the boy, stepping into the light of the hall gas jet, which the major had turned up. _ “Why, Fanwood!” exclaimed the astonished principal. “Is it really you, and at this hour of the night? What's the trouble?” and his glance took in the uniformed officers of the law who stood at the lad’s back. “We'll give you the full particulars regarding our visit if you will permit us to follow you to your office,” replied Joe. “Walk right in, then,” invited the major, who, after their = entrance, relocked the door and led his three visitors down a corridor and ushered them into his brightly lighted private office on the ground floor. ; “Take a seat, gentlemen,” he said, waving his hand toward s. “Now, Fanwood, I am ready to learn the meaning of is rather surprising visit. The presence of a couple of po- with you gives a serious look to it.” aeven, sir. It certainly is a serious matter that has brought ; ote down here. We are here to protect your property against a couple of men who have planned to rob you to-night and to capture the rascals in the midst of their work.” _ “What's that?” exclaimed the amazed principal. you ‘say, have planned to rob me to-night?” “Yes, sir. One of them you know, as he was for some time enn (eas Flynn obeyed. Lett to, biawidtl < tie emocksiteaneledn tia knew — and examined its construction carefully by the aid antern. He was heard to utter a grunt of satisfaction, which seabed ae to indicate that he did not consider the safe a hard proposition’ at |to get around. Pulling one of the rugs toward him, he softly emptied the } upon the spot he meant to drill. j The officers were in their stocking feet, and the crisis being, ae 38 ee

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OUT FOR “You wouldn’t believe me unless I showed you the pass "Kooks. and I haven't got them with me.” “Oh, I'l believe you.” eo “YH see whether you will or not. I’ve got $3,000 each in Tie Maplewood and New Era, and $725 in the Bee Hive.” - Bob stared fixedly at his chum, “This isn’t one of your old-time jokes, is it?” he asked, in- credulously. s a, we No. I’ve given up joking for good. Making money is a tgs serious business.” yf “Do you mean to say that you've made all that yourself in 7 *three months? Why, my father don’t make that in a year, is and I guess he makes more money than any other doctor in _ Maplewood.” “Well, Bob, all I can say is that I had a $10 bill when I left 4 the academy that morning and my guardian afterward sent _ lMe a draft for $50. The rest of the money I have accumu- ‘2 # lated myself.” ag “T don’t see how you could make so much selling things on commission.” _ = “I didn’t say that I made it all that way.” = “What other way could you make it?” persisted Bob, “Look here, Bob, can you keep a secret?” _ “Sure I can.” - “Then I'll let a little light on the subject into your brain pan. Did you eyer hear of the Paul Jones: Tavern?” _ “Sure I did. It is down on Shipley street—a closed-up wreck. Went out of business about three years ago.” “You've got it right except that it isn’t there any more.” “Isn't it? Torn down, eh?” “Yes. I tore it down.” “You? Oh, come off! What are you giving me?” “Facts. I bought the building for $50. It cost me about $40 to have it pulled apart. I sold the material to a builder for $200, and the brick foundation to another man for $15, and cleared altogether $5,500.” “You cleared how much?” . “Five thousand, five hundred dollars,” - *Say, Joe, you could give Baron Munchausen points and never turn a hair,” grinned Bob. “How so?” “Why, you say you bought the building for $50, and it cost rou $40 to tear it down. That’s $90. You sold the wood for $200 and the foundation for $15. That’s $215. The difference between $90 and $215 is exactly $125, isn’t it? Yet you. say zou cleared $5,500. How do you figure it out?” *hat's the secret I want you to keep.” “How can I keep it unless you tell it to me?” “I’m going to do so. Listen.” en he confided to his chum his discovery of the A ing that he had found in the seen story room of the CHAPTER XV. BUSINESS AND PLEASURE. “invited Joe to take lunch. with him that day, and he ber ed the invitation. . Stewart was present at the meal, and he asked Fanwood w ho was getting on. Fine,” replied Joe. m glad to hear it,” replied the ohysiial “T like to see vies Soh’ in what they undertake, But aren't you going h your schooling before you get down to bustiyee for 0, sir; I am through my schooling.” Vb a. have _ been doing since -you started out for your- e nim an outline of his operations. “say you are selling waterproof paint now, eh?” ir, Would you like to see my samples? I have them like to look at them very much.” — meal Joe displayed his samples, and discoursed rity of the paint just = if he was trying to editor them. — nish a gudrintes trom the manufacturer that ) all that is claimed for it, can you?” fi better course. | ; That’s why you are succeedin BUSINESS my gardener and man-of-all-work. is a good painter. He will | do the work. I will buy the paint from you. Could you / form any idea how much paint I shall require to give the building two coats?” “Yes, sir. <All I have to do is to take a few measurements, | and make a calculation with the help of this table in the bae of the book. That will give me the approximate amount you will need. All you will have to do is to select the color that 4 you prefer, and if the results are not thoroughly satisfactory ; you needn't pay for the paint.” : “Well, that is fair enough,” replied Dr. Stewart, with a ; smile. “I. accept your terms. Go ahead and make your cae eulations and order the paint.” The physician, after consulting with his wife, picked out a certain color, and Joe registered the order in-his book. The paint was duly delivered, and applied by John to the house. - . It turned out to be quite satisfactory, and Joe received the doctor’s check for the paint. Two weeks before the academy opened for the next term Major Pond and Bessie returned from the mountains, wher they had gone after a month’s sojourn at the seashore. Joe had corresponded regularly with Miss Pond, and he knew the day they were to arrive at Maplewood, consequently he was on hand when the train came in. “You're looking extremely well, Miss Bessie,” exclaimed Joe, grasping the girl’s hand as she stepped from the cars. “You're as brown as a berry.” “Am I?” she laughed. “You look kind of dark yourself.” “Oh, I’ve been out in the sun a good deal during the hot spell.” « “T suppose you have, you busy boy. Well, I’m awfully glad to see you again.” “Same here, Bessie. me at the Argyle.” : “At the Argyle! My goodness! Aren’t we tony!” she smiled. “You must have been making a lot of money.” “Sure I have. Loads of it,” with a grin. The major, who had rushed off to attend to the transporta- tion of the trunks to the academy, now came up and shook hands with Joe. “You don’t look as if work disagreed with you, Fanwood,” said Major Pond, looking the boy over critically. “TI hope not, sir. At any rate, I feel like a bird.” “Papa,” interposed Bessie, with a mischievous laugh, “Mr. Fanwood wants us to dine with him at the Argyle.. Shall we accept?” “At the Argyle, eh?” replied the major. “You've picked out the most expensive place in town, young man.” “Well, sir, when I invite my friends to dine I like to take them to a nice place. The Argyle about fills the bill in my opinien. It is a select, quiet restaurant. I hope you will per- Pa: mit me the honor of entertaining you and Miss Bessie there, sir.” : “Certainly, if you insist, Fanwood. You have been doing pretty well, I believe, in your business.” ‘ ; “Wirst-class.” a4 They took an electric car, which landed them in front of the Argyle. During the meal Major Pond asked more particularly about Joe’s short business career, and was much astonished at his — success. “TI always thought you was a smart boy, Fanwood, and now I’m sure you'll make your mark when you grow older.” Joe staggered the major when he told him he had nearly seven thousand dollars in bank. “Seven thousand dollars!) Why—why, how——” “Let me explain how I came by the bulk of it,” said the boy, and he related how he had found the bag of money in — the old tavern. Major Pond whistled, As for Bessie, she regarded Joe with pleased surprise. “fvidently you have landed in Lucky street with both feet,” — said the major. “Are you coming back to see us = the academy when we open?” “Yes, sir.” 3 “Good!” exclaimed the ex-army officer, in a pleased tone, — while Bessie clapped her hands with delight, and her eyes sparkled. “I was afraid your business.success might carry you off your feet. You have a good educa now. It is a grave mistake for any boy to miss the advantages of a = education when the chance to get it is his. The is mentally equipped when he starts out in the wor his chance of success, othe being You and your father must dine with

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OUT FOR BUSIN 'SS. avt.i ae ; SES eee tation. On Friday morning he received a note from the major ask- ing him to come out to the academy and bring his samples of - paints).with him. aed guess he’s going to give me an order,” chuckled the lad, ; ‘He went out to the school about two o'clock, and was shown into the office. “ Im geing to repaint the dormitory buildings, the stable, gymnasium, and other out-houses, and if your paint strikes ‘ei sl'll give you quite an order,” said the ex-army cer. “I am sure you'll find it the best on the market,” replied Joe, unfolding his samples and proceeding to talk up the ad- oe of the waterproof article in which he was inter- Major Pond was really anxious to do Fanwood a service, and as the paint seemed to be just what he wanted, he gave Joe the order. Bessie cxine into the office while he was there, and after he had concluded his business with her father she took pos- session of him herself. “T want you to take me out on the river,” she said. a lovely day.” “You forget, Bessie, that Fanwood is out for business these days, and not for fun,” smiled her father. “T think he might spare me an hour or two,” she pouted, with a sidelong glance at the boy that was perfectly irresist- ible. “It is after three o’clock now. He can’t do any more business to-day, anyway.” “How do you know he can’t, puss?” “I know he can’t. Besides, 1 think he’s done enough for to-day, anyway. You've given him a good big order. He ought to be satisfied with that.” " S *“T euess I cnn spare the time to go on the river with you, - Miss Bessie.” said Joe, with a smile. : “There now, papa, I knew He could go,” she cried, skipping tout after her hat. “Bessie will have her way,” said the major. looking fondly after his only child. “J’m afraid I have spoiled her.” > ru In a few minutes Bessie returned with a little gypsy straw mB, her golden locks, and she and Joe started for the river. “It's CHAPTER XVI. ¢ THE VANISHED SAILBOAT. 3 _ “I think we'd better take the sailboat, Bessie,”,said Joe. _ “There is a nice breeze, while rowing is pretty warm work, -- and we couldn’t go very far.” _ “I had much rather, go in the sailboat, Joe,” Bessie replied. “Are you willing to trust yourself in a sailboat with me?” “Why not?” she asked, opening her eyes very wide. “ve never taken you out in it yet. so you don’t know whether I can handle the boat or not,” he laughed. » ~~ “You wouldn’t have suggested going out in her if you were not confident you could sail her all right.” “That's true enough,” replied Joe, taking hold of the boat’s painter and hauling her in close to the boys’ swimming stage. “Now, step aboard.” He followed her. hoisted the mainsail, cast off the painter, and away they glided out into the river whose water, slightly stirred by the light wind, glistened in’ the afternoon sunshine. The river was not very wide, and for some distance fol- ran between Maplewood, Hornby, a mile from the academy, 1d Cedarville. “We'll go up the river as far as Hornby,” said Joe, “or rther if you wish.” That will be nice, seat, close to the at. ‘ awfully glad you're back again, Bessie,” said Joe, earn- ” peplied Bessie, leaning back on the cock- boy whose hand guided the course of ““Are you really?” she laughed. during the six weeks you ved with a little blush. “Didn’t {me you and Bob Stevrart had ons?” 7 “But Bob Stewart isn’t you.” aig have a great deal better Tm only @ girl, you know.” fi; r on two or three occasi eh a i et ° 5 ed a course almost parallel with the trolley road which} pose “Well, you see I don’t think so much of him 4s I do of you. Bessie.” f The girl blushed rosy red, looked across lowed her fingers to trail in the water. “Don’t you like me a little bit, too?” me Why, of course I iike you,” she responded. the river, and al- he asked, wistfully. “Why shouldn’t 1? “How much do you like me?” persisted Joe, shifting the rudder so as to weather a turn in the river. “Oh, I like you—lots. There now, are you satisfied?” “I suppose I ought to be. At any rate, I like to hear you say so.” They were now passing Hornby, mile from the river. Tie Right ahead of them was a little wooded island, where many pretty wild flowers grew in profusion. ‘ “Let’s land on that island and get some 0 suggested Bessie, eagerly. as “Certainly, if you would like to,” agreed Joe, heading ; sailboat into a small cove, and allowing her to push her up on the sand. He got out ont venient tree, and then offered his hand to help her out-of the boat. ¢ They wandered around the edge of the island, picking wild flowers and talking about this thing or that. They seemed to be very happy in each other’s society, ang rather careless of the fiight of time. Bs The sun, which resembled a great ball of fire, slowly de- scended the western sky, until it almost kissed the horizon. = “We'd better cut across the island and start back, you think, Bessie?” suggested Joe. eae “Yes,” she replied. : He gathered the flowers into two big bunches, and secured each with a tendril of a creeping vine, then handing her one they started across the narrow island hand in band. tes “Good gracious! Where’s the boat?” he exclaimed, as they came out into the cove where they had landed. “Why, it’s gone,” she cried, nervously. D eta “There's no doubt of that; but I can’t see how she got loose,” in a puzzled toue, “for I am sure I tied the painigr tight enough to this tree.” ben: yi He looked up and down and across the river, for the sail- ee boat, but there was no sign of her anywhere. eth tet He climbed on to a big stone to get a better view, but with — the mark which had he soon detected the no better result. He examined the sand carefully near rints. “Somebody and he has taken which lay about half a < f those flowers?” he narrow beach, tied the painter to a com- been made by the bow of the boat, and footmarks of a man. “Look there, Bessie,” pointing at the p was on the island when we came ashore, our boat.” The girl stared blankly at the footprints and then at her companion. a ir “How are we going to get back to the academy without — a boat?” 4 “That's a difficult question for me to answer. It looks” if we were marooned, and that isn’t a cheerful thing to figure Papa won't. “Qh, Joe, we may have to stay here all night. know what has become of us.” ; *t do any better I’ll swim across to yonder There ought to be one up terest, down on the beach and started fs Before they had gone far Bessie clutched the boy by the arm and pointed through a break in the little wood, + Betas “Isn't that our boat?” she asked, excitedly. Sure enough it was, with the sail partly lowered and~ painter tied around a big stone that projected out of water a yard or two from the shore. The island curved in at this point, and that was the Joe had not detected its presence from the cove. ¥ “The man must have come ashore again,” said Joe, s no signs of the person Who had removed the sailboat from original mooring place. “Or perhaps he is cdncealed im the’ — cuddy. 1 see the slide is drawn back. Well, he had a grea’ nerve to bring our boat around here. I'm going to out and regain possession of her.” iA ee “Oh, Joe; do be careful, please.” fet = ah ” Pi ce ee ne

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OUT FOR BUSINESS. “Careful! We've got to have our boat, and if that chap in- terferes with me I'll punch his head.” : He picked up a stout branch as a weapon of defense, and then walked out on the beach, followed by Bessie. He pulled off his shoes and stockings, rolled up his trousers’ legs, and waded into the water. é Reaching the boat he placed his hands on her gunwale to pull himself into the cockpit, when a face appeared in the opening that communicated with the cuddy. Joe started back in astonishment, for he immediately recog- nized that villainous countenance. CHAPTER XVII. CONCLUSION. As Flynn’s eyes met those of the boy the expression of his countenance grew positively diabolical. With an oath he started to spring out into the cockpit. At the same moment Joe pulled himself aboard the boat. In another moment the two clinched and began a struggle for the mastery. Bessie uttered a cry from the shore as she watched the des- perate fight now going on before her eyes. As they staggered around the cockpit Joe all at once slipped, and they both went down together, the Irishman on top. Coe I’ve got yez now, bad luck to yez!” cried Flynn, tri- «= umphantly. The rascal had every advantage, for he had fastened one hand on Joe’s throat, while with the other he reached out and grabbed up a block of hard wood which he saw under the seat. _ The glare of his eyes as he raised the wooden billet to smash it down on the boy's head was almost that of a maniac. Fanwood’s life was in great danger, and he put up a game fight to save himself if he could. In spite of Flynn’s hold on his throat and the weight of the rascal’s body upon him, he managed to squirm quickly to one side, The block of wood struck the floor of the cockpit on the very spot where Joe’s head had been 2 moment before. The blow would haye smashed the boy's head pretty badly had it landed. ~ “Do you want to kill me, you rascal?” demanded Joe. “Kill yez! Well, wait till I get another chance at yez, and yez’ll see,” cried the infuriated man, reaching again for the block of wood which had bounced just out of his reach. - Fanwood, surmising his purpose, grabbed his extended arm, while with his other hand he tried to tear away Flynn's _ fingers that were pressing into his windpipe. _He could not do it. “The fellow glared down upon him, and tried to squeeze his throat tighter. . Joe began to gasp for breath. A multitude of colored lights began to dance before his eyes, over which a dark blur seemed to be forming. He could no longer see Flynn's form distinctly. _ The rascal appeared to be hovering over him like some gi- -gantic bird of prey, while between them sifted a blood-red haze through which the man’s eyes shone like the distant headlights of twin locomotives. The agony of those few moments was something awful to oe, and yet through it all he kept his wits about him. But for all that he could not disengage the strangle hold Flynn had got upon his neck, and it was but the question of seconds before he would succumb to his desperate assailant. - From the shore Bessie had seen them go down out of sight on the floor of the cockpit, and she waited in yain for them to appear again. _ She heard the noise of the struggle, then she saw Flynn the billet of wood and bring it down on the bottom of the boat with a bang. ; ‘She gave a scream of terror, for she pictured the boy lying ess and bleeding in the cockpit. Looking about her in her desperation, she spied a heavy ! upon the beach, g it, she dashed right into the water and waded to . . Ly i With a howl of triumph Flynn managed to get hold of the block ef weod to complete his fiendish work. With a ery of horror and anger Bessie scram led aboard, raised the stick in both her hands, and brought it down on the villain as hard as she could. He dropped like a stricken ox. and his fingers relaxed them selves from Joe’s throat just at the critical moment. Kneeling beside Jee, she raised his white face in her arms, and begged him to speak to her. “He is dead! Oh, heaven. he-is dead!" she meaned, the tears streaming from her eyes. “Ob. Joc, Joe! Don't aie! Please don’t die! You must not. I love you, Joe¥ She kissed his lips and face passionately, calling him a score of dear names. “Oh, Joe, Joe, I can't let you die! Indeed, I can’t.” Her tears falling upon the boy’s face revived him. and like in a delicious dream he heard her voice speaking caressingly to him, and her hands tenderly foundling him. : At last he opened his eyes, to find her arms holding his head lovingly to her breast, and her lips pressed tenderly against his. “Bessie,” he murmured. As her name fluttered from his lips she uttered a little scream of joy. “Oh, Joe. Joe! You won't die, will you?” In that blissful moment all thoughts ef Fiynn and the hor- rible death he had escaped by a hair seemed to fade away, and he only seemed to know that Bessie really cared for him— really loved him with all her heart. “Bessie, do you love me?” he asked, eagerly. “Yes, yes; I love you with ail my heart.” He put his arms around her, pulled her face down to his, and kissed her. Then he struggled up and saw the unconscious Flynn. “How is this, Pessie? You here aud that rascal senseless! What does it mean?” “J struck him, Joe,” and with that she told him how she had come to his rescue. “Bessie, you are a brave, nervy girl. You saved my life.” He then told, her how Flynn had got the best of him. and how his last recollection was that the rascal was surely doing him up. An bour later, with Flynn a prisoner in the cuddy, the sail- boat arrived at her anchorage off the academy. Joe told the stery of their stirring adventure, and Major — Pond’s wrath and astonishment was very great. Neither he nor Joe could understand why the villain was at large when he was supposed to be on his way to the State prison, a deputy sheriff having started to take him there that morning. . It subsequently appeared he had taken advantage of his guard’s momentary inattention, rushed out on the platform ef the car, and jumped frem the fast-moving train. He had made his way to the river, and in some way got to the island, where he lay concealed when Joe and Bessie arrived there themselves. : The police of Maplewood were speedily, notified by tele- plone of his capture, and within two hours he was back in a prison cell, whence he was next day removed to the State prison. Joe devoted the remaining days that intervened before the academy term began to winding up his waterproof paint business, as he now had something better on hand. He enlarged his office, and added to his furniture and other belongings connected therewith. With almost seven thousand dollars in the bank, he was satisfied that his business career had thus far been a great success, and he entertained flattering ideas of what he meant to accomplish when he entered the field of human industry on a larger seale. It is needless to say that the boy succeeded / in his ventures, and finally built up a big business that made = him rich. And he was not alone in this belief, for both Major and Béssie believed he possessed ‘all the qualities that go to make up a successful business man. ‘Pond Ag Bessie is now his wife, of course, and she often speaks of © him as the smartest boy in town. the days of Joe’s business beginning, when she looked upon Next week’s issue will contain “A FAVORITE OF FOR-_ TUNE; OR, STRIKING IT RICH IN WALL STREET.” bs

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- Benson at St. Louis, May 21, will probably be accepted as sie by George W. Moore. It was made in a tournament in whith the players competed for gate receipts. : Ss It is reported from Osaka that a young Japanese mil- _ lionaire in Hyogo perfecture has invented artificial coffee _ almost equal in every respect to natural Brazilian coffee. __ As the result of chemical analysis by experts, it is reported ~ to have been found that the goods now manufactured by the young inventor are more wholesome than the natural, : ~ while retaining all the flavor and quality which make the | drink ideal. Government clerks under Secretary McAdoo of the Trea- _ sury Department must pay their debts or give up their posi- tions. An order to that effect was issued by Acting Secre- _ tary Byron R. Newton. It reads: “The Treasury ‘Depart- ment will not be made an“agency for the collection of debts ontracted by its employees. Employees will not be retain- ed in its employ who, without specific cause, persistently _ fefuse or habitually neglect to pay their necessary personal ~ and family expenses.” The dust which fills the air in the subways of Paris has become a great nuisance, und scientists have lately been , g to find out just what it consists of. Their analyses show that the dust contains 46 per cent. of metallic iron, 1.10 per cent. of iron oxide, 12.1 per cent of lime and plas- ter, 1. 10 per cent. of grease and 12.6 per cent. of water and = organic matter. The remaining 13.7 per cent. of its con- _ tents i is made up of small quantities of a number of organic d unorganic substances. The last two strongholds of “anti-motorists” have finally umbed, and the automobile is now admitted into eyery and cranny of the United States. The last barriers fall will be those of the Yellowstone National Park, is scheduled to open for the motorists on August 1. April 25 of this year Bar Harbor, Me., and Mt. Desert, ed their roads to the hated motor car. At the last on of the Legislature a bill was passed, admitting obiles on the island, the popular summer Teeott on © prove that they could, twenty-five girls of the "department of the Baker High School, Baker, ked more than 1,000 doughnuts and gave them rs recently. _Bighteen girls rolled and cut and pieces of dough into hot lard for three ‘served the hundreds that ate the dough- aa and asked for more! The feat was part exhibit of the public schools, and the Tie ea Gert ra heap FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ¥ The run of 18 in the three-cushion-carrom billiards made| Ye. by Charles Morin, of Chicago, in a game against Frank; months in the penitentiary, James J. Jeffries, a negro por- _ the professional record and supplant the high run of 15}sions when he came up for stealing a watch from Freder- fen sl at the domestic ie ene ‘the submarine es and Eighteen months in Sing Sing is preferable to ten — ter, told Judge Mulqueen, of New York, in General Ses- ar when Jeffries turned and said: “Please, judge, I'd rather 4 go to Sing Sing.” “But if you go to the penitentiary you Et may go out in ten months,” Judge Mulqueen replied. “I should have to sentence you to eighteen months at least if — you go to Sing Sing.” “I have lots of friends in Sing Sing, though, judwe, and they say they have ball games — and 1 moving pictures there. Please send me there.” ches. ; Mulqueen smiled and changed the commitment. ick Tait in the pen of the West Court. Judge Mulqueen pronounced sentence of a year. in the penitentiary In the course of digging a well shaft on his property near Ware, Mass...a farmer encountered quicksand at a depth : of twenty-five feet beneath the surface of the ground, and sank in it until his head alone was visible, when his plight - was finally discovered. Every possible agency was called upon to assist in the rescue work, the fire department in- cluded, but, despite this he was buried for more than ty-four hours before he could be taken from his Sanger position. The reason for this was that*in digging the he had stood on a platform made of planking, and the quicksand sank beneath his weight his feet were by the boards, making it necessary to uncover his body before he could “be saved. This work at first , ey was an easy task, was rendered difficult by the ona ; caving in of the shaft when the rescuers, clinging to ladder, attempted to dig the man out. This plan had be abandoned entirely, and to keep the victim alive, it was necessary to make an improvised helmet out of a barrel. Two tubes were sent down to him; through one he received air, and through the other nourishment. The seven ancient wonders of the world were as fol- lows: The pyramids of Egypt, the mausoleum of A: sia, the temple of Diana of Ephesus, the hanging g of Babylon, the Colossus of Rhodes, the statue of Jup Olympus by Phidias, the Pharos or watch tower of Rh The seven wonders of the Middle Ages were the Colise of Rome, the catacombs of Alexandria, the great wall China, Stonebenge, the leaning tower of Pisa, the por lain tower of Nankin, the mosque of St. Sophia at stantinople. The natural wonders of America are as Niagara Falls, Yellowstone Park, the Mammoth Car the canyons and Garden of the Gods, Colorado; the giar trees, California; the Natural Bridge, Virginia; the” mite Valley. The modern seven wonders of the world variously given as the art of printing, optical ins their discovery and invention, gunpowder, steam e photography, labor-saving machinery an the elec graph. They are also given as the Brooklyn Bri Great Eastern, the Suez Canal, the Hoosac Tx C un

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CHAPTER X. (continued) _~ Evidently the manager was showing all he cared to. Even the signature was gone. _. “Well?” said Jack, his face all in grin. ~ “Well, will you go?” asked the manager. . “What sort of a place is it?” “What difference does that make? The lady is a friend mine, and I promise you the pay is good.” “Oh, I don’t doubt that. Still, a fellow likes to know what he is going up against before he goes.” ey Well, then, it is one of Madam Lozee’s parties, which “gives to her intimate friends.” “Hello!” cried Jack. “I’ve heard of Madam po husband is a big oil king, isn’t he? He’s a million- ”» millionaire!” cried the manager. “He is worth millions if he is worth a cent, but where is he? Lozee disappeared from the public eye over a year ago, since that day nobody has been able to locate him ess it is madam herself, and some day—but all that is te tter, Jack. Will you go?” ap ; replied Jack. ettled then,” said the manager, and going to the tele- e he proceeded to call up Madam Lozee. ‘since the’time he parted with Detective Duff, Jack at with no adventure worth recording i in this tale. luck was now about to change in that respect. was to be some time Hefere Jack saw Detroit. He stay, we will let it all come out little by little, as ed, that being by far the heat way. M Manaiees xt. and her pee but By ED. (A SERIAL STORY) . 2 ‘the disappearance of Martin Lozee. of Madan Lozee, not} FAME. AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ~ JOLLY JACK JONES PERI, Eee KNOCKING ABOUT THE WORLD KING 8 i Everybody smoked at them. . Immense sums were said to be lost at these gatherings Fs at bridge whist, poker and three-card loo. Besides these American games, French ones were played, so it was claimed, such as baccarat and l’ombre, which madam had picked up at Monte Carlo and other famous gambling resorts abroad. ee Altogether Madam Lozee’s princely residence had be- come most notorious, and more so of late since her hus- band disappeared. | What had become of the mighty monarch of oil specula- tions, Martin Lozee, was something which was puzzling — everybody. iS Madam, however, merely stated when asked that her — husband had gone West to take a rest from business, and would reappear in due time. s Many thought that he was in a sanitariom trying to cure himself of the drink habit. zt There were the people who opposed gambling and drink- 4 ing, and frowned upon madam’s soirees, and, taken alto- 4 gether, there had been a great deal of excitement over The party to which Jack had been invited was dom for the next evening, but the manager told Jack that it would be necessary for him to call at once to make arrange- ments, so he boarded a car and soon found himself ringing the bell at Madam Lozee’s great iron gate, which was al- ways kept locked against the outside public of late. It was not yet nine o’clock—an early hour for the madam—and Jack’s ring was immediately answered by man in livery, who came out of the porter’s lodge. Jack presented a note from the manager. The porter called up’ the great house on the telephon and the word came back for Jack to be admitted, so” passed on up the bread, tree-lined axe and rang bell at the big front door. Here he found himself up against another Soaks E wore a yellow coat and red breeches—an absurd-lo _| person for an American house. tae There was no delay, however, : st epg) Madam was expecting “Mister” Jones, and orders , that he was to go directly to her room. Rept Tt was Jack's first: experience in “my lady’s

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at the waist with a golden cord, reclined on a lounge be- fore an open fire. She did not even ik up when Jack entered. “The banjo boys, madam!” was the announcement, and madam replied: “All right. Let him come here.” Jack’s feet sank so deep in the carpet that he felt as though he was walking in a mossy meadow. He stood with the banjo\in his hand before madam as much as three minutes before she designed to raise her half-closed eyes. “Ah, you are the boy banjoist from the Eureka,” she said then. “Sit down, please. Let me hear a sample of your playing. you will answer my purpose or not. Let yourself out. Don’t be afraid!” “T don’t see anything to be afraid of,’ began Jack, when he was interrupted by the lady, exclaiming almost fiercely : “Not of me! Play !” “Am I to sing?” asked Jack. be a concert.” “Both. Sing two songs, a sentimental song and a coon song, then do your best instrumental pieces—two at least.” __ “All right, ma’am,” said Jack, and while the lady closed her eyes again he began tuning up and then started in on _ the latest coon song, which he rendered with great effect. We are alone -here. You needn’t be afraid of me. Play! “T understood it was to - though. Jack did the fandango, a cachuca and the “bell” busi-| “You may. consider yourself engaged. ot _ Waiting for a minute, expecting that Madam Lozee| - would speak, Jack started the “Banks of the Wabash.” x Still not a word when this was ended. a ness. a This over he unstrung his banjo and proceeded to put it in the bag. oa _ Madam Lozée opened her eyes. “That’s yery well, young man,” she said. _ “Yes,” replied Jack, but without his customary grin. Tt was too much for even Jolly Jack Jones to brace BN J ack Leras to feel a terrible oppression in this woman’s “Can you play in “Can you keep it up for an hour or two on a stretch?” “Just as long as anybody wants to pay for it. I’ve played all night at smokers many a time.” “Then I should say that you would answer my pur- ose,” drawled the lady. “I pay well for all I get. This an amateur affair, but since I have to bring in a nal eae shall of course pay for it. I will give you hundred dollars, Mr. Jones.” “ae dropped off his chair. is good pay,” he began. paid wet! ? snapped Madam ae “but engage you I must ask a few questions. vay age strange to you, = ay must all name?” — ie It won’t take me long to decide whether| Not a word when he came to the end and paused,|a boy who was merely to play the banjo at a card akg presence, and he sip wished that he was “on the|up and with noiseless step glided after the unsuspie ‘| his neck, pulling his head back. eae it's ons 46 an to do the rest.” FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. “Jack Jones, ma’am.” “Where are you from?” “New York.” “You have friends in New York with whom you cor= respond ?” “Why no, ma’am. make many friends, : ses: I haven’t any relations, and I don’t I only have myself to depend upon. ey. “I see. Iam told you leave Cleveland on Saturday.” “T was to. I shall put it off until Monday if I come to you.” Avge Care) x “Where were you going?” “To Detroit next.” “Are you expected in Detroit?” “No, ma’am.” ‘Do you know any one there?” “No, ma’am; not a soul.” 03 “T see, I see. I suppose these questions seem rather — strange to you?” Pe “T can’t see what they have to do with playing the a banjo at a concert.’ a “Possibly not, but you must recollect that my guests — are from the very first ‘families of Cleveland, and I haveto — be very careful who I entertain. You come here to- morrow evening as a guest, you understand ?” Sphere’ Now this was all very fine in Madam Lozee, but’ when a one stops to consider that she was merely a waitress “itr a 43 restaurant when Mariin Lozee married her it does seem! rather strange that she should be so very particular about — x where the guests would be mostly men. “Well, how is it to be settled?” asked Jack, for madam appeared to go to sleep. again. eh? ise “It is settled so far as | am concerned,” was: the cep “What time am Soba Srey ms “Very well,” said Jack, rising. come?” s “Right o’clock. Do you wish your money in strane “Just as you like, ma’am.’ ‘ “Then you shall have it. My steward .will give it yon. . Touch the bell, please—the button over there ‘near the door.” Jack walked toward the door, : The instant his back was turned Madam tau sp boy. é She was ‘up behind him without Jack ever d ean of it, and with one sweep wound her long arm aro Beets er this?” gasped Jack. “You are me! You He got no further. : Instantly a handkerchief was jad eed. his and a strong odor of chloroform filled the room... Jack had already rung the bell. " A moment later a tall, hard-featured man opened door and glided in. “Did you engage him?” he asked with a fiendish “Qh, yes. There he is,” drawled Madam Lozee, pe ing down at the carpet, where Jack lay stretched’ou tirely unconscious. “He’s engaged» That makes ghtte: be contin’) 7 S

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ITEMS OF BIG MISSOURI PEONY FIELD. Sarcoxie, a town of 1,500 on the eastern edge of Jasper Ov ty, Mo., long has bear the leading strawberry shipping point in Missouri and its peony fields are said to be the argest in the world. present there are about sixty acres of plants in the r coxie fields. This waving sea of big red, white and pink wers is a beautiful sight ‘and attracts thousands of visi- *s during the season, which is between May 5 and 25. eemovers are shipped to all parts of the acai PLAN A NEW CANAL. he next great waterway scheme to be carried out, ac- ng to present indications, is the Georgian Bay Canal, is to connect Georgian Bay with the St. Lawrence iver at the head of navigation for seagoing vessels near ntreal, says Popular Mechanics. This canal will not give vessels from the Atlantic direct entrance to s Huron, Michigan and Superior, but will reduce y nearly one-half the distance traveled by water-borne pping in going from the northern part of Lake Huron ontreal, eliminating the present indirect route by “of Detroit, Lake Erie, the Welland Canal and Lake fario. The canal will utilize for the greater part of length a continuous chain of natural lakes and rivers. total length is 449 miles, and over only 30 miles of will it be necessary to construct a new waterway, al- h much of the existing waterways will require dredg- The total cost of the canal is estimated at less than 000,000. é 1794 CENT FETCHES $245. ; } collection of United States coins belonging to a ent American, containing the most remarkable series ins, fifty-nine varieties of 1794 cents, over fifty of 1796 cents, choice cents of 1793 and other lf-cent of 1796, without pole, die cracked across fine for this rare date, brought $120. t of 1794, from the Gilbert collection, sold for $40. ost uncirculated cent of 1794 (Hays 3), also from bert collection, went for $108. Another variety }) realised $64. An almost uncirculated example of oin (Hays 25) brought $165, and an extremely 1, also of 1794 (Hays #), was knocked down height and when she learned what.had happened she resets that Louis had tried it by fastening the other end of t the noose about his neck. It is believed he was unable. -|release the noose and. his struggles kicked t FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. INTEREST Persons who passed the voleano said dense clouds of smoke were rolling up from-the crater. - 4 Four slight earthquakes, accompanied by a roaring noise, have been felt during the last three months, but are believed to have had no connection with the volcanoes, as no shock was felt here when the craters became active. Tliamna volcano, on the west coast of Cook Inlet, is a peak 12,066 feet high. It has been known as an active voleano since the earliest records of the Spanish and American explorers, but its eruptions never have been vio- lent. The district around Iliamna is virtually unin- habited. There has been no violent outburst since June 9, 1912, when Mount Katmai burst into a spectacular eruption, covering fertile Kodiak Island and the adjacent mainland under a deep layer of volcanic ash. Tliamna volcano is 150 miles west of Seward. BOY INVENTOR HANGS HIMSELF. Louis Kahnweiler, ten years old, only child of Louis M. Kahnweiler, a wealthy manufacturer of life-saving appara- tus, at No. 260 Front Street, hanged himself the other evening while experimenting with a “hangman’s noose” in his room in the family apartment in Ivy Court, No. 210 West 107th Street, New York. ; The boy had converted all available space in his own room into a mechanical and electrical laboratory. It was filled with toys, books and games. Among the books were several telling boys how to make experiments. In one of these books was a description of various kinds of knots, among them being a “hangman’s noose.” z Mrs. Kahnweiler was absent in the late afternoon when Louis obtained a length of clothes line from Kate Tuohey, a maid, and went to his room to conduct experiments. Fol- __ lowing his custom and pretending he required secrecy, the = lad locked himself in. va The maid rapped on Louis’ door at six o’clock to call him to dress for dinner. Going to the fifth floor, she reach- = ‘ {ed a fire escape and descended to the fourth floor. Through the window she saw Louis hanging by a rope to a closet — door. Among the first to respond to her calls for aid was Claude Aire, electrician of the building. He broke in the door and — cut the rope. Soon he had the noose unfastened. Telephone — messages called two physicians and a policeman. A pul- motor was summoned, but the boy had been strangled to death. ; Mrs. Kahnweiler returned while the excitement was at its ak Say eer be”, Mae 4, ae TA hysterical and the physicians had to attend her. After making the “hangman’s noose” it was pase ch rope to a door knoh and throwing the neose end over the top of the open closet door. Standing on a chair, he tied d ler him on the hig’

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-FAME AND~ FORTUNE. WEEKLY. THE NINE | <r Of ion THE ROUGH RIDERS OF THE DIAMOND FIELDS ~ CHAPTER III. (continued) Two hours later Parry Parton started out on his way back to Ellington, which place he reaehed before night. spirits. Two days later there appeared in*a number of papers in [ different parts of the State a challenge against any base- hall nine in the United States from an amateur baseball club which had never before played a match game; that one thousand dollars cash, besides seventy- five per cent. of the gate receipts, would be paid to the winning team. To the challenge was signed the name of a man well known in sporting circles in the city of Utica. Naturally it attracted a great deal of attention in base- ball circles all over the State, and within twenty-four hours a score of telegrams came to the gentleman from the managers of baseball teams, inquiring about the chal- lenge. To all of them he ansyered that the money was posted, | and that any nine could have it who could beat his team. Within another twenty-four hours a match was arranged between a nine of crack players who had clubbed together ** for the purpose, every one of whom had played in the great league games of the previous season. In another day the match was announced, and also the name of the nine which had accepted the challenge. Public curiosity was excited to the highest pitch, and telegrams and letters of inquiry came by the hundred, asking the name of the challenging team; but it was kept . a prefound secret, though the statement was published far and wide that they were amateurs who had never played a match game nor had lived long enough to vote. The popular baseball grounds at Utica were engaged for the match, and on the day the game was to be played a vast concourse of people gathered to witness it. Parry ei arton, accompanied by Fred Bagley, the junior member _ of his firm of employers, met the boys from Homesdale at _ the depot and escorted them to a hotel. He introduced them to Bagley, who seemed just a bit ebasehed as he gazed at the nine aw by ard young moun- opie a Abiked boy,” said Parton, “if syticdy asks you where are from, just tell them that you have come out of ne woods.” ne SNTT right,” said Teddy, “there” s nothing wrong in that, for it is strictly true.” : “Of course it is; I’m ing that isn’t true.” n they Teached the hotel: Parton kept them well to- 13 and. others from getting i. never going to ask you to say any- By GASTON GARNE (A SERIAL STORY) lat them. Bagley was a bit nervous. WON DERS | ‘ Only his cohen faith in the young salesman’s judgment kept him im good They had but two hours to stay at the hotel before the =] time came for them to repair to the ball ground. Three — carriages were ordered, and they were quickly driven to the entrance, where their presence in their neat uniforms created a vast amount of excitement and speculation, The other team had already appeared, and as all but two of them had before played there, winning splendid 5 reputations, they were received with round after round ¢ applause. : But when the Homesdale boys entered public curiosity was so great that the vast audience, numbering nearly — twenty thousand people, actually forgot to give them ei cheer. me One old fellow was heard. to say that they were a healthy-leoking lot of boys. 4 There was no trouble about choosing an umpire, as the : officials of the association who owned the grounds re+ tained the right to appoint one. As both teams were visitors, they tossed for choice as to which should be first at the bat, and the challenged party won it. : “That’s a bad sign,” said an old sport, shaking es, head, “and’it means that the boys will lose.” iy Long before the game was called sporting men had pel up thousands of dollars on the game, giving odds bait é three to one. % At the call of the umpire Tom Knatt went into the bos, and Billy Patten put on the mask and gloves. The man. at the bat had jong been a professional, one who had kep up his reputation season after season by his splendid work on the diamond. He was roundly cheered as he took v the bat, but the first ball that went at him he let pass in the hands of the catcher, for it puzzled him. “One strike!” called out the umpire. The catcher tossed the ball back to the pitcher, who'd livered a zig-zagger that was even more puzzling oe first one, and again it landed i in the hands of the catche “Two strikes.” -: The third delivery was a gpiral one at with the } b man struck blindly, and fanned the air. ‘ “Three strikes,’ and murmurs of astonishment heard all around the field as the batsman threw doy willow in disgust. The challenged nine were astounded, and loo! When the second man took Bag willow, seemed to hold ‘his pens

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_ The ball went at him swift as an arrow, and the bat _ Swished through the air, but the spat that followed told ‘that it had landed in the hands of the eateler. . “One strike!” 7 Again it was delivered, and those who noticed the course of the ball saw it curve part of the way and then assume a spiral course as it neared the batsman. ‘Swish! : _ The willow fanned the atmosphere with tremendous force, but the catcher got the ball. _ “Two strikes!” ‘The third delivery seemed easy, deliberate and straight. The batsman smashed it with great force and sent it ht back at the pitcher, who, quick as a flash of lightning, reached out his left hand and caught it without even leaning beyond his balance. “Out!” yelled the umpire. “Gosh!” gasped an old sport, who had put up a big Pile on the game, “where did these boys come from ?” “Never mind where they came from,” said Parry Par- ton, “wait and see where they are going.” —_- _ ‘The third man at the bat struck at the ball and missed. “One strike !” The next ball delivered was a spiral one that the bats- an made no attempt to strike, and it nestled in the ands of the catcher. _ “Two strikes!” was called. ~ “The third one was smashed out to center field, going straight as an arrow about ten feet above the ground. The man at second base sprang straight up in the air as though “shot out of the ground, reached straight up at arm’s length and caught the ball. When the spat was heard his toes _ were at least three feet from the earth, but the next mo- _ ment he was standing again in his tracks. ~“Ont!’”” yelled the umpire amid a tremendous roar from the crowd evoked by the splendid catch that had been “Suffering Moses!” exclaimed a man in the crowd, “if that boy isn’t made of india-rubber, I’m blind.” ie challengers went to the bat, and a pitcher who had d his six thousand dollars a season in the box was ared as he took up the ball and faced Teddy Robinson, 0 was the first to face him with the willow. ms curves. To his astonishment it was smashed with ck that sounded like the discharge of a rifle. @ ball sped to left field, whilst Teddy dashed for first pushed on for second. His feet scarcely seemed to y the ground, and his stride had a reach seldom seen ‘diamond. he ae ball came swiftly to intercept him, and it was an ance for either side. But he made a dive of more “feet, landing with his breast on the plate just a n of a second before the ball touched him. pment!” yelled both» nines. ———_—_—_— os _ CHAPTER IV. ras “pHAT FELLOW 1S A WONDER.” many thousands who witnessed the run and tre- ‘ senseless ls etapa anastasia gone nena tees Caen te called on him exclamations of wonder were heard on all FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. Both plavers had moved with lightning-like rapidity, but Teddy had taken a chance that not one player in a thousand would have attempted, hence the applause that greeted him was purely in recognition of his daring as well as speed. The umpire, however, had keenly watched the play, and as both sides called. for judgment, he sung out: ' “Safe!” The applause then broke forth anew, but the second baseman called out to the umpire that he was out. “Not so,” retorted Teddy, “for I felt you touch me with the ball while I was on the plate.” “Tt looked like that to me, too,” said the umpire; “it was quick work on the part of both of you, but I must decide that he is safe.” “All right!’ sung out the captain of the Ning in the field, “we're not kicking.” Tom Knatt was next at the bat, and as a curved ball came whistling at him he smashed it. It struck the ground, but was stopped by right field, who sent it quickly to third, where Teddy was forced to make another slide to avoid being put to sleep. Billy Patten took up the willow and smashed out a hot grounder to center field and dashed for first. Teddy sprinted for home, but Tom was put to second within a foot of the plate. a Crenshaw next faced. the pitcher and missed the first ball. It was caught and sent back, but the next he smashed out to. center field, where it got away and had to be chased. Billy dashed for second, passed it and got to third, whilst Dick, in an effort to reach second, fell within a few, feet of it. 5 leep at Ed McCoy spat in his hand, adjusted the willow firmly in his grasp, and eyed the pitcher in a way that told he was ready, The first ball that came he smashed to right field with great force. As he dashed for first Billy dashed across _ the home plate, whilst Eddie essayed to reach second, but failed to get there, and the Nine was retired with two runs to their credit. Both sides had played splendidly, but the two runs had a marked effect upon the audience, who well knew against whom they had been won. 4 At the beginning of the second inning Knatt went once 3 more into the box, whilst Billy Patten put on the gloves and f mask and took his place as catcher. As the young pitcher stood in the box, straight as an. arrow, with both hands at his side, every eye in the vast crowd was turned upon him. The squirming and contor- tions usually gone through with by pitchers he never onée attempted. When he was ready to deliver the ball he did it with a quick motion, just as one would cast a stone. ; But the gyrations, curves and twists of the ball was a study for thousands who were utterly unable to comprehend _ the skill and science that caused it. - | The same batsman who first confronted him was again at the bat. Three times in succession “he strove to hit the ball, and each time failed to touch it. As each strike was sides, and when he threw down the bat and retired in dis- gust a thunderous roar of applause burst from the vast con- course. i i ae eee ter et a

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~ The light of the Heligoland lighthouse is the most pow: erful in Germany, and one of the most powerful in the world. The light is an electric one, and consists of a clus- ter of three revolving lights, having the illuminating power of 40,000,000 candles. The lights are on the searchlight principle. A single block of coal, six and a half feet long, five feet wide and about three fect thick, has arrived from Higbee, Mo., en route to San Francisco, where it will be placed on exhibition in the Missouri mining display. The specimen was received by Otto Rhul, who is preparing an exhibit. It weighs 4,250 pounds, and is securely crated in a frame- work made of timbers. - eR be iad ie Be a bl Nae ase Dike cal ia The torpedo-boat destroyer Cushing showed a wide mar- gin above contract requirements on her official standard- ization trial. Her fastest mile was made at the rate of 30.6 knots per hour and the average of her five top speed ' runs, with and against the tide, was 29.68. The contract i calls for 29 knots. A maximum of about 18,000 horse- P _ power was developed. Elmer Norgard, son of a wealthy rancher, did not steal ~ from the Round Valley (Cal.) Indian Reservation one white calf with red ears, a jury in the United States Dis- trict Court found a few*days ago. The calf’s value was placed at $25. The case eost the Government $15,000, it was said. A notched calf’s ear that was to have figured as “Bxhibit A” did not appear in the case. Daniel Deram, forest ranger, said his dog ate it. ag ~ The Los Angeles Chamber of Commerce estimates that labor is 20 per cent. more efficient in and about that city than is the case in Eastern cities, where it is held that ex- treme temperatures affect a man’s working capacity. The Chamber of Commerce in a recent bulletin declared that. “figuring on a basis of 20 per cent. Added labor efficiency, s Angeles’ climate would increase the actual labor assets Pittsburgh more than $300,000,000 per year. This is cause of the almost entire absence of humidity, oppres- heat, and extreme cold.” The fire insurance losses in the United States in the last r were about $200,720,000, an increase of $28,000,000 over 1913, it was said at the annual meeting of the Na- ~ tional Board of Fire Underwriters in the Waldorf-Astoria. ‘tement was made by W. N. Kremer, President of d. He added that the companies last year took in ,000, an increase of $9,000,000. Taxes increased ‘cent., to $9,120,000. The American fire insurance 1914, he grectted, reprevented = ig tin per cent. companies. nce E. Porter fade tics tee in the United States in 1914 + $221,000,000, exceeded only in 1904 and 1906. sons were sentenced for arson. | of the board fo: aid the FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ‘TIMELY TOPICS | _ George L. Newberry, a professional aviator of Kirkwood, N. Y., was fatally injured the other afternoon when an ~ aeroplane, with which he was giving an exhibition at a picnic held in Rensselaer Park by the Troy police, fell from a height of 400 feet into Oakwood Cemetery. Newberry. -|was extricated from the ruins of his machine and hurried to a hospital, where he died in a few minutes. The acci- dent was witnessed by more than 20,000 persons assembled in the park and on the hills adjoining. Newberry made — one successful flight and returned to the park. Without alighting he arose in the air again and flew over the ceme-, tery in which the veterans were holding their Memorial) Day exercises. He was at a height estimated at 400 feet — when there was a loud explosion, the machine turned over} and fell like a plummet to the earth. Newberry was pine ~ ned beneath the machine and was unconscious when ex- tricated. ute ; The Zoological Society’s Bulletin remarks that refusal of iS food is generally the first sympton that an animal or bit is sick, The ostrich is one of the most provoking inthis respect, and, if heroic measures be not adopted, soon be- comes so thin as to become a prey to some really dangerous ailment. A fine South African ostyich received from Ari-. zona at the New York Zoological Gardens in Bronx Park last summer refused his breakfast on Dec. 23, 1914, He showed no other symptoms of illness. A week passed and he began to look thin. Keeper George Snyder, at consider- able personal risk, then began a system of forcible feeding, — ramming bolus after bolus of food wrapped in lettuce — leaves down the throat of the unwilling bird. This treat. ment was kept up for more than six weeks, and the ostrich _ became so accustomed to it that he ceased to resist. On Feb. 6, 1915, he first evinced a willingness to feed himself, — and within a short time his hunger strike was over. e * meer « Advices received by the Federal Sugar Refining Com. de pany from their’ German correspondent indicate that, 4 given normal weather conditions, Germany will produee about 2,000,000 tons of raw sugar during the 1915-16 season. The statement of the Federal Sugar Refining Company’s German correspondent added: “Since all munication between Germany and Chile has been inters — rupted our Government has worked with industrial ‘2 agricultural interests to promote the production of ‘agotio’ fertilizers from coal and from the nitrogen of the air, Notwithstanding there are some complaints from farmers of the scarcity of fertilizers. Lack of labor is consideres in some quarters to threaten the crop yields, but as far can be judged it seems us if it would be less serious even ually than the want of fertilizers. The latest reports fro all beet districts say that preparation of the soil has com menced generally and no complaint is heard abo ciency of labor. The wheat and rye fields look as pr ing as usual. It is estimated that Austria-Hung produce only 1,100,000 tons of raw sugar, or g informe: yeas” b

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FAME AND FORTUNE — WEEKLY. ‘ame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, JUNE 25, 1915. i HOW TO SEND MONEY—At our risk send P.O. Money Order, Check : Registered Letter; remittances eo any other way are at your risk. We soent in @ separate eee ia ia ean aan ase. in in @ separate p paper to avoid cutting the envelope. | Write your name and adéress plainly. Address letters to GOOD CURRENT NEWS ARTICLES ohn Marshall has a large and vigorous grapevine grow- on his home place, Apalachicola, Fla. ‘The vine meas- es 21% inches in diameter. Recently Mr. Marshall moved a decayed fence post near his residence, and after removing the post he discovered that this thrifty grapevine sprang up from the ground near this post, passed through the and assumed its large diameter after emerging from E. Wourr, President L. MoOampri, Vice-President Frank Tousey, Publisher 168 West 23d St., N. Y. According to a recent estimate-of the United States Pub- Health Service, the number of persons in this country are victims of the drug habit is about 70,000, and the ber of doses of narcotic drugs consumed by them annu- is about 850,000,000. This estimate is based on es collected in the State of Tennessee, where under a tly enacted Anti-Narcotic Law 1,403 permits were in six months to persons petitioning for the privi- f using narcotic drugs, and the consumption of such amounted to 8,480,200 average doses. iolaiing that the best thing for the young men of nel ‘University is military training, Dr. Andrew D. bite, first president of Cornell and ex-Ambassador to many, went on record at a banquet of the Cornell Corps May 18 in favor of continuing the present sy of military training at Cornell and other univer- 33. “I would,” he said, “have a nation of men who z le, but who are ready for war. We are plunged relations not only with Europe, but with the Pacific ld, and we must be in a position so that we can have = if we must fight for it.” nies ofa ‘iguana ball, which struck him behind sar while he was playing in a game of baseball at nd Street Park; Pomona, recently, has brought ondition which makes it impossible for Oscar finds it utterly impossible to stand up. Phy- ed some Bone of the ear and walk without staggering like a drunken man, and} ¢ a, | nar.” seat ‘Joh The Australian gold mines, for a time among the most productive in the world, appear to be giving out. The yield has been gradually declining for twelve years, and that of 1914, according to reports to the Comptroller of the Currency, was the lowest since 1896, amounting to only $42,300,000, as against $79,300,000 in 1903. The yield in the State of Victoria in 1914 was the smallest’ since 1851. The Australian gold yield, in fine ounces, has been as follows in the last three years: 2,049,910 in 1914) 2,205,061 in 1913; $2,321,343 in 1912. The high-water mark was in 19083—8,827,064 ounces. The State of Vic- toria has given the world, since her mines were opened in 1851, more than $1,435,618,000 of gold. Her largest pro- duction in a year was in 1856—3,053,744 ounces. The State of Western Australia has been the premier Australian gold bearer since the beginning of the present century, hay- ing supplied in the last fifteen years 23,000,000 ounces, as against $9,000,000 by Victoria. The third largest gold producing State in Australia is Queensland. GRINS AND CHUCKLES Newcome—We had a nice mess of fish for dinner, last night. Bubley—I haven’t the slightest doubt, old man— your cook once worked for us. “Shall I administer gas before extracting your tooth?” asked the dentist. “Well,” answered the fair patient from a back township, “if it doesn’t cost any more I’d rather you'd give me electric light.” Alicia—Jack is so handsome.. Gladys—Yes? Alicia— And so courteous. Gladys—Yes? Alicia—Always ad- dresses me as “Fair Miss.” Gladys—That’s force of habit. Alicia—How so? Gladys—He used to be conductor on a street car! ¢ ni 4 ‘ 3 “Tt’s hard,” said the sentimental landlady at the dinner table, “to think that this poor little lamb should be destroy- ed in its youth, just to cater to our appetites.” “Yes,” re- plied the smart boarder, struggling with his portion, “it i is tough. ” $ Willis—I am organizing a regiment for service in this war that will make them all sit up and take notice. Gillis — —Good men, eh? Willis—Regular blood-curdlers. It is a composed entirely of men who have been stung on Mex- ican mining schemes. : 2 “How will you have your eggs cooked ?” asked the wait er. “Make any difference in the cost of ’em?” inquired the cautious customer with the brimless hat and th ragged heard. “No.” “Then cook them on the top of slice of ham,” said the customer, greatly relieved. _ Johnny was sent to the cellar to draw a pitcher of cid When he got back the guest commended him. “You have good judgment to have filled the pitcher so ac in the dark without running it over.” oAW “Yi

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THE CRAZED BELLE. By Paul Braddock | “Got a story for me this evening?” _ Well, I don’t know——” » Then my uncle fell into a musing mood, and was silent for a minute or two. __. “Did I ever tell you about the crazy belle?” f ‘ “No.” “Like to hear the story?” ey, es.” “Seems to me, on second thought, that I have told this to you already.” “You have not.” “Very well.” This conversation occurred one winter evening, in the snug office of the asylum over which my uncle presided. 4 The person “spoken to was an old friend, a life-long friend, in fact, who generally spent one or two evenings a week with the ‘doctor. “Come with me,” said the latter, arising to his feet. will show you first the sequel to my tale.” Together they passed from the office, the doctor leading the way to a small room with a low-burning gas-jet. ' “Will you turn up the gas, Tom?” said the doctor. The latter did as requested, and then, turning to face _ the doctor,:saw ranged against the opposite wall a table, covered with a sheet, beneath which’ was observable the shape of a human form. Tom shuddered slightly.” Observing this, the doctor laughed, and rather jokingly remarked : oe should have supposed you were seasoned by this e, coming here as long as you have.” Frequent contact with death hardens people to it, just as a doctor, from seeihg pain so frequently, becomes cal- lous to suffering, and has little sympathy for the patient. The doctor drew back the sheet ashe uttered the words quoted. ie His friend uttered a gasping cry as his eyes rested on the body. And truly it was an awful sight. The body was that of woman. This much could be told from her clothing, Sk “Tt seems hardly aan was the muttered reply. Reverently covering up the body, the doctor preceded st, conducting him back to the cozy office, where the i tale was told: - Uriah Hudson, one of the oldest and best-known: mer- chants of New York, was the father of two very handsome were his only children, and of them he ‘ FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ae ight and honest a man as ever stepped So she felt, But there came a time when she : | ark 2 ene thn fact, Unpta:in. spite of harealfitehe: bad. } arn - keeping his and took and d care to impress his views on those with whom he came into daily contact. as Mrs, Hudson was a small woman of delicate build, a Ee fine-grained person, who was little more than a bundle of high-strung nerves. The two girls inherited from their parents the exacti- ; tude of the father combined with the nervous organization of the mother. ae The eldest was Nettie; the younger Laura. pee The death of Mrs. Hudson was a heavy blow to them — all, and rendered inevitable the postponement of Nettie’s — marriage to a young fellow who had waited on her some time, and whom she was privately engaged to. 3 Before the year of mourning had expired, the young . man proved faithless to his trust. A newer and fresher face had attracted him. 4 Nettie was so blinded by her affection that she still be- lieved in and trusted him, when to everybody else the truth 7 was too plain. Deserted! At last, like a thunderbolt, this “2 a S é 5 ow truth was forced on her understanding. if It bowed her head with shame; how could she face the — world again, she who had been jilted by a man for whom she had confessed her love? Her heart was wrung with anguish, and when Laura would have comforted *. one rh oniy dumbly moaned: 7 “Laura, let me fight the terrible battle alone! I am go es ing to my room and I must not be disturbed.” Poor Nettie! She staggered away to her room. - > Her sister did not intrude on her; but several tonal om within the next hour she glided softly to and paused out- | side the door. She could hear Nettie’s soft voice mur- Je muring as if she were praying. d Before going to rest for the night, Laura again paused Ei at her sister’s door. All was silence within; she would — not venture to enter, as she might disturb her sister’s re- se. Za) ad When Nettie failed to come down the next | Laura visited her room. Knocking at the door several ; times, and receiving no response, she opened it. a There lay Nettie on the bed, in an easy, negligent ie tude, as if slumbering. So she was, but it was that slumber which hauler’ no waking on earth. A wild cry from the lips of Laura drew her father pe e the servants to the spot. Se A physician was hastily sent for, but Nettie was beyond assistance from him. She had died from a ruptured he and her death cast a gloom on that household that x was removed. The world at large never learned the true history” Neitie’s engagement, desertion, despair and death! 4 A year rolled away. Then Laura had a suitor, another —another, and a dozen of them. : She had allowed herself to be persuaded to go into. | ciety, and at once she found a dozen or more men ready & lay their hearts at her feet. When they would haye spoken of love, she shool head. She would never love (with a shudder) ; the terri conclusion to her sisier’s love was sufficient. a

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of i 3 Vainly she struggled against her passion, until at last, a ‘worn out, hoping for the best, she gave herself into — Bishop’s arms. “Tie latter personage was a fashionable man, of bora family, but having long since run through all that he had ver had, was now no more than a shrewd fortune-hunter. ~ Laura was an only child; her father was reputed wealthy, and Harry Bishop had laid siege to her heart, without himself possessing a single spark of affection for: her. Soon after this a short illuess of Mr. Hudson’s ended ‘Now caine out the truth in regard to his actual wealth, and as is only too frequently the case, his great wealth was only a myth. a Going to the other extreme, report said that when Mr. ere, s debts’were paid, not a cent would be left. “Phew!” whistled Harry Bishop, when he heard this. “that case—— What’s to be done?” Tt is needless for us to follow up his course of reasoning. Do you suppose it’s so?” he asked a friend in an off- a id way, Hudson’s death and affairs having been allud- ed to. Pref ertainly do,” was the reply. “Where there’s so hh smoke there must be some fire.” “It’s lucky I found out in time,” muttered Harry “And Laura was left to wonder why her lover did not me. In her hour of trouble she thought he should be at her side. “But he did not come. Perhaps he had been suddenly called away from the ‘on business, and she would receive a note to that ef- ct?” But none came. ips he was sick? But her fears on this head were § ess, as she learned from a lady friend that she had _ that day seen Bishop. fs “Gradually, against her wishes, the truth began dawning pon her. She had never been able to force herself to be- e him perfect in character, and the way being open, e Daktiring wedge was already in, and it was not long fore she believed the worst of him, E ~ She remembered how her sister had died from the faith- ss of another of the sex, and into her eyes there -erept a strange flame. The muscles about her “began to gather, until at length her lips were ever ed with an expression of cruel resolution. ‘was stronger physically than her sister, and the ase not kill her. No, wt lived, and hour after hour ~brooded over her sister's death, and her own sought my love ant now tramples it under-foot. unto him!” was the burden of what she said, in a bitter— . y came a caller, eth: cage oa learned xilled ia and be inna’ and McClintock were b FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. the executioners got ready to turn on the gas. Before he Soon her brows were always contracted; she seemed not to hear when she was addressed, or if she answered it was in a rambling and preoccupied way. Now and then she frightened the servants by a flash of ugly temper ; she, who had ever been so equable and kind. At last they began to whisper among themselves that her mind had been unsettled by her father’s death. Fine-grained, high-strung, of an exceedingly nervous temperament, with no one in sympathy with her, so that she could relieve her mind by sharing her troubles with another, her thoughts turned constantly inward on them- selves; from pondering she had gone to brooding, from brooding to the sullen silence and gloomy reviewing of a diseased mind. . “He has not come!” she said, as she left the parlor one evening on the stroke of ten. “There is no longer any reason to doubt. In the morning I will send for him, and when he comes a There was a murderous gleam in her eyes as she paused thus abruptly. In the morning she did send for him, and Bishop, vexed, and, feeling like a guilty knave, could not pass by her message in silence. A quiver ran through the frame of Laura as the bell rang. It proved to be her father’s lawyer, and the execu- tors of his will and several creditors. She ordered them shown into the library, She would see them in a few minutes, she said. Again the bell rang. Into the parlor the servant showed the recreant lover. The servant departed, leaving him shame-faced in the — presence of the weman whom he had wronged, whose af- fections he had outraged in winning and casting them from him. She did not wait for him to speak. “Wretch!” she exclaimed, her eyes glancing scorn and resentment, her yoice breathing stern determination. ‘Wretch, down on your knees, and beg my pardon !” Left to himself, the guilty-feeling wretch might have — done this. Ordered, ke would not. Her hand flew to the bosom of her dress, tna forth she drew a revolver, and fired, killing him, and then turned the revolver upon herself. That is my tale for to-night, and I hope you have been interested in hearing of the Crazed Belle. a ey 2%, e LS al “te re “ iy Seventy-five cats and dogs were to be executed the other evening in the gas tank in the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals building at Twenty-fourth Street and Avenue A, New York. The condemned animals were dumped into the tank by Frederick McDonald of No. 4622 Broadway and Harry McClintock of Inwood, L. I., and — “i when all was ready the top was fastened down and one of could do this there came an explosion. The top of the tank was blown off and it literally rained cats and dogs. Twenty windows in the front of the building were blown out, many of them going across the street and striking the front of ~ the J. J. Little Building, where there is a strike of paper — ‘| handlers. Every one of the seventy-five dogs and eats | W

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eR we Oe Pe Se ee eee st ee ae ig a as ? ates fs Pons ; Sak Teco oe . " FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 NEWS OF ‘THE DAY | , i. For 2 inches of the left leg at $8,350 per inch, J $16,700,” is the bill that Earl Parsons of Mount Bethel, _ Pa., is trying to collect from the Lehigh and New Eng- - land Railroad in a suit for damages just brought. Em- _ ployed on the road as a trainman, he asserts that he was instructed by the Yardmaster at Penn Argyl, who told him _ that the track was clear, to take a train to a crossover one _ night last year. His train crashed into some empty cars _ and he was caught between two of them. When he left the _ hospital, four months later, one leg was 2 inches shorter than the other. per bearing his name and address. Some one found the i bottle and forwarded it to the distillery, where it” was filled and sent to Mr. Coates with the liquor factory's compliments. The original bottle was presented to Mr. Coates by a local friend when he started on his African ie trip. - * #: eee teas an Found guilty and convicted of cruelty to animals, fined — id $100 and additional costs aggregating $163.20, and given a ~ s sentence of thirty days in the county jail, is the penalty of © one Wilbur G. Moore of Tippecanoe county, Indiana, The 4 case attracted wide attention and is perhaps one of the most startling of its kind in the history of the American — me court. The State of Indiana was prompt in rt toe: Bi: but considering the horrid facts that were brought’ forth a + the trial, the offender probably received a light sentence, re Some fifteen or sixteen years ago, the prosecution says, Moore’s father, while driving a beautiful team. of ie horses, owned by himself, hada runaway. After the fright- ; tened animals had run a considerable distance the driver 4 was somehow thrown from the vehicle, receiving such a 3 severe injury that he soon died. From that day until this, _ . the court avers, the plaintiff has kept these two poor mouses colored horses in close-confinement, having locked them up — “ in a barn night and day for the remainder of their lives, It is further stated that they had only scanty food aS . water supply and poor bedding the entire time of their im- | i prisonment.- Recently one of the animals died, when-t : authorities investigated the case. The remaining horse Ws a immediately released and given the best of attention. Owners of Newfoundland sealing vessels are considering the use of aeroplanes as an aid to the industry in which they are engaged. It is proposed that just before the opening of the season next year two experienced aviators be engaged to visit the east coast and the Gulf of St. Law- _ ence for the purpose of locating the herds of seals. The information thus obtained would enable the fleet to sail directly for the scene of the hunt, instead of wasting much time in searching for the animals. The present season, _ which ended on March 1, was a failure, the total catch being less than 50,000 pelts. eer 4 eS eee mn _ Premier Asquith has just reported that 50,000 women of Great Britain have been registered for work which has - freed men to go to the front. In one engineering estab- lishment in Newcastle he saw 3,000 women making shells.’ - Young women of the Belgian coalfields near Charleroi have gone into the pits to take the places of their hus- bands, fathers and brothers now fighting in Flanders. id SRE ES nteeok 2 * - Without the work of these women there would be u dearth! ‘Tie Bethlehem Steel Company, of Dethichoes. Pa, a _ of fuel in Belgium. Without their work there would be} +i1) receiving immense orders from the British Govern. no support for the families they represent in the hard! ment and is fully prepared to execute them with prompt- — work of the world, but not at the ballot box. ness. Some idea of the work in hand may be gathered f Syn? ee Se from a dispatch to the New York Herald from Bethle, *Ypon the close of the New Jersey State Agricultural] jem May 19, which says that the company on that day. College this month a number of young men will be avail-| received an order for 8,000 cannon from Lord Kitchener, able for the summer for work upon fruit and truck farms.| o¢ the British War Office. The order was accompanied by. ox Several of these young men have had one or more seasons| check for $16,150,000, part of which is for work already : experience with the New Jersty Agricultural Experiment | done for the British Government, and part as an advan Station in the packing of peaches, while others have had payment for material. The cannon ordered are. tical experience upon fruit and truck farms; some pieces of a kind that can be turned out in about a m e had only general farm experience, but are desirous of} and the Bethlehem company is well equipped to ng places upon farms during the summer. ‘Fruit| hem faster than any other concern, the forging, be rs and truckers who are likely to be in need of young machining and tempering being done with great rapid dit} who can pack fruit and do other work should corre-)by means of modern machinery. In the matter of equip. Lai the horticulturist at the station. ment it is deéiared Bethlehem is as well furnished FE NE LES Se. EEE CE ere Se Ree een ae Sts ae 1 Oe eR Ot Nn eS eee ee Yeni otese = ; Krupps, and in many departments surpasses the great G Coates, a well-known mining man of Virginia, man plant. The projectile contracts are well under a surprise in the express the other day. It|and shells are being made so rapidly that Bethlehe of whisky from a-Kentucky distillery that | fast catching up with the demands of Lord Kiteh red. he odd thing about the gift was| Shrapnel now is being turned out at the rate of 12. a bottle that Mr. Coates emptied day, and of the one-pounders and smaller shells is while bain: down the River | uct is cs and arate | every tw y-four. Ae and threw into the|i g crected

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CAPTURE OF 19 COYOTES. _ ~ Capturing nineteen coyotes in one day Walter Mulske ‘and F. A. Scheirmeister, Hazelton, N. D., got $47.50 in bounties for their work. They found two dens from which ‘they caught the young coyotes and they also landed some of the old ones. is = oe. ‘Ther. veg | AW ad Tee Se fae OEE nar ee ENS eno a ad - igs < " gi ee ey i af Py SED A PREHISTORIC SNAKE. What is supposed to be the skull of a huge snake of pre- fiistoric times has been unearthed by James Eslinger on his farm, in Veale Township, Ind. Mr. Eslinger at the time was ploughing in a swamp which had never before ~ been ploughed. The skull is eight inches long, four inches wide and four inches thick. The eye sockets are one and a half inches in diameter. Mr. Eslinger estimates that if the body was in proportion to the size of the skull it would have weighed nearly 500 pounds. y ye bo Say ‘ole Des * er Fink a baa y Path lie mAs “SINGING PRISONERS” WERE PLANNING TO BREAK JAIL. _ Jail officers at Rome, Ga., have made 4 queer discovery. _ When prisoners begin to sing just as though their hearts are full of innocence and joy, they are about to break jail, and maim or murder anyone who attempts to prevent them. Recently, when there was an outburst of joyful song among the white prisoners in the Floyd County Jail, the Sheriff _ made an inspection. He found that the bars of one window had been broken, and that pieces of steel and wire were hid- den under a mattress. ae Ne es oe et Seg EVERYBODY IN OVERALLS. Since the hoys and girls of the Hickory High School, Hickory, Miss., were sent home one day recently for wear- ing overalls and aprons to school, a mass meeting of farm- ers called to discuss economic and political questions adopt- ed a resolution indorsing those schools of the county which 2 it and encourage the wearing of cotton and recom- _ mended the adoption of the ideal by all the public schools as an encouragement of the “Grown-in-Mississippi” move- “ment. The principals of several schools in the county not _ only permit it but wear overalls to school themselves. eA tn akan calc | oi “Se _.TY COBB VERSUS WALTER JOHNSON. _ Walter Johnson hes faced Cobb in the capacity of pitcher nist 183 times, and of that many times at bat the champion tsman of the American League has been sent back to ithe bench 109 times hitless, the gentleman from Georgia failing to swat the ball in his usual consistent and blithe- 2 manner when facing the consistent Mr. Johnson. So x Johnson has the honor of being about the only to hold the tiery Cobb, the champion batsman of the and the world, in subjugation. In the 183 times b faced the Washington star he made 31 base hits, just 6 of the hits were better than singles, consist- doubles and three es, These figures give - average for the ei uaintance with Mr, Johnson of 233. fe nt seasons he has main-|donian. After the war he’ commanded squadrons in FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ia INTERESTING ARTICLES _ JAPANESE BOOM IN SHIPBUILDING. The scarcity of steamers all over the world, owing todhe enormous number of vessels, taken off their ordinary runs for transport purposes, has led to an enormous increase in freights, and on some lines rates are as much as three or four times those charged in normal times. A steamer of about 2,500 tons, which formerly could be chartered for $2,500 a month, is now offered at $7,500, and even at this price it is difficult to get a ship. The Asahi says the steamer Koju-maru, 3,800 tons, which has just been sold for $335,000, was purchased by her last owner (Japanese) for $185,000 five years ago, and the steamer has been now transferred to a foreign flag, a complete reversal of the usual practice. It is absolutely impossible for Japanese to purchase foreign steamers at present. Shipbuilding is booming, and Japan is extra busy. The Kawasaki yard has orders for at least six new vessels, and the Mitsu Bishi yard at Nagasaki as many. The Osaka Ironworks built last year two vessels, the Peking-maru and the Nanking- maru, each of 3,000 tons, on the Isherwood system (that is, with the frames or ribs running longitudinally instead of transversely), and they have booked orders for eight more sister vessels on the same plan. There is some diffi- culty in getting a sufficient supply of steel plates and angles to keep pace with this activity. The Yawata Steelworks are full up with Nippon Yusen Kaisha orders, and the Osaka Ironworks hate had to go to Pittsburgh for their materials. BIG DESTROYER LAUNCHED. The torpedo boat destroyer Jacob Jones was launched May 29 at the yard of the New York Shipbuilding Com- pany, with Mrs. Jerome Crittenden of Flushing, L. L., a great-granddaughter of Captain Jacob Jones, for whom the vessel was named, as sponsor. The Jacub Jones is one of the largest destroyers in any navy, having a length of 315 feet and a displacement of 1,150 tons. A feature is the accommodations for her crew of 100 men, whieh are an advance over anything attempted heretofore in a boat of her class. She will have a capacity for 290. tons of oil fuel. Her engines will develop 17,000 horse-power, and are to produce a speed of not less than 2914 kmots. She is —_ with four 4-inch guns and four 21-inch torpedo tubes. Captain Jacob Jones, for whom the vessel was named, had a long and distinguished career in the navy in the early nineteenth century. He entered the navy in 1790, was captured by the Tripolitans on the frigate Philadelphia in 1803, and when the war of 1812 broke out was in com- mand of the brig Wasp. On October 18 of that year he — eaptured the British sloop-of-war Frolic after a hard fight, — but he was immediately afterward forced to surrender to the Poictiers, a ship of the line. He was immediately awarded a medal by Congress on his return to the Unite States, and was placed in command of ‘the frigate Mace- Sa Oe ee er te % Mediterranean and the Pacific, aS

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There are $ cards in a They are nicely rinted on good bristol- oard, and contain the latest a mermpbersai> Raed and other com- for the Down and Out Club, SO uRrasi the boys to If you are Price 10 cents a pack, by mail, post-pald WOLFF NOVELTY ©0., 29 W. 26th St., N. ¥, WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 20 W. 26th St., N, SET.— 100., pestpaid. bs SPRING TOPS = = arog new for the A top you can string. is a decided nov- large a without a is of Be Es Bele hae ; ance k _ best top om th ‘ke , @ market, ~ _ Price 12 cents each, by mail, post-paid eeps it going a . 7 Without doubt the handsomest and B. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St, B’klyn, N, ¥.| WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th Bt. MARBLE VASE. A clever and puzziing effect, easy to do; the apparatus can be minutely examined. Effect: A marble can be made to pass from the hand into the closed vase, which @ moment before was shown empty. % beautiful Price. 20c, C. BEHR, 150 W.: 62d 8t., New York City. The newest fad in picture postais. They are beautifully lithographed in a_ variety of colors and have various names, such as Harry, Edith, etc., printed on the Just the thing to mail to your friends. Price 6 for 10 cents, i by mall, postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y¥. | ; | NAME CARDS DICE WATCHES One of our best novelties. About with face dice. the size of a watch, a nickel case. A glass encloses several ivory On the rim of the case is a spring. By pressing it the dice are spun and scattered. The most intensely Interesting games can be played with it. [= can be carried In the vest pocket. For- merly sold for $1.90. a Price, 30¢. each, by mali, postpaid. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 23 W. 26th St., N. ¥. SURPRISE PERFUME BOTTLE. Those in the joke may freely smell the perfume in the bottle, but the uninitiated, on removing the cork will receive the contents in his hands. This is a simple so raps pg a go ea ce, . &Ac. y post- paid; 3 for 25e. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’kiyn, N. ¥. THE AUTOMATIC RUNNING MOUSE This mouse is nearly 80 Perfect imi- tation of the live ani- mal as to not only de- ceive the ladfes, but to even deceive the Inside each mouse is a set of clock work which you wind up with a key, ent. place the mouse on the floor and it will run rapidly in every direction in a circle across the floor backward and forward as if to get away. Suddenly set it agolng in a room | where there are ladies, and you will have the the chairs to escape the little rodent. This mechanical mouse is. well worth 60c., but we a seil it for 30e., and send it by mall post- aid, WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y. THE HIDEOUS SPIDER. : Fun for every- body with ons of these handsome brutes. His body is 3 inches long, beautifully ename)- Breen, © with GREENBACKS | Pack of $1,000 Stage Bills, 100; 3 250, Send fa & pack and show the boys what a W. carry. og * ok Chill, Me Ye reverse side. | | then | white ridges, yel- | low speckles, bulging eyes, and a big red mouth. He is armed with six legs and rwo upright feelers, made of fiexible epiral springs. A dark, invisible thread atteched to his body lets you shake him in the alr before your friends’ eyes, when the legs wiggle in a most natural, lifelike manner. Guaranteed to make any lady howl and to scare the bravest hero on earth out of his boots. Price by mall, 10c. each. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. ¥. EGGS OF PHARAOH’S ENTS. A wonderful ands startling novelty! ‘Pharaoh's Serpents” are produced from a small egg, no larger than a pea. Place one of them on a plate, touch fire to it with @ common match, and instantly a large serpent, a yard or more in length, slowly un- coils itself from the burning egs. Each serpent assumes a different position. One will appear to be ‘ gliding over the ground, with ead erect, as though spying danger; another will coil Itself up, as if pre- paring for the fatal spring upon its victim, while another will stretch out lazily, appar- ently enjoying its usual noonday nap. Im- mediately after the egg stops burning, the serpent hardens, and may afterward be kept as an amusing curiosity. They are put up in wooden boxes, twelve eggs in a box. Price, 8 boxes for 20c.; 1 dozen boxes f by mail, postpaid. | ' fun of hearing them scream and jamp upon 8o., sent & NICHOLS, JR., Box 80, ted. Si 5 enameled turned wood ee se aa Old Coins oes of \atee anvel™ pad 1895. Send 10c forour iliustrated coin value book, 4x7; get posted, Clarke & Co., Boxds, Le Roy, N.Y FLY-APART PENCILS The pary, who monkeys h this pencil sudden finds it falling to pieces in his ga You can scare the wits out of / him by saying he will have to pay tor it. But it is easy toe assemble the pencil again in readiness for another vic- tim. You can have 60 yards of joy to the minute with this pw eee 8, oateade: Pri eac. Cc. BEHR, 150 W. 62d St., ew york Bits: STRING PUZZLE This puzzle ts a won- der, It consists of two pieces of wood. A hole is bored through the up- per end of both. A red t string passes -h the holes. Take a ‘2, insert it between the wooden wacks a see RS 58 a h feces of wo an e string oad warantls Close the blocks to- parently cut in two. gether, selzo an end of the string, and _ can pull the entire cord through the holes, absolutely—not cut. Very mystifying. Price, 12¢. each, by mealil, aid. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th it.. N. ¥. TANGO TOP A brand new _ novelty. More fun than a circus. You spin the post with your fingers, and the snake tan- goes all around the top of the circular metal box, with~- out falling off, although it is not fastened in any way. When the post stops spin- ning, the snake drops from the lid. What is the secret of its great attraction to the post? The marvel of the age. Price, 10c. each, be postpaid, Cc. BEHR, 150 W. 62d 8t., New York City, ———_—_——— PERPLEXITY PUZZLE = One of the most . exasperating puzzles, calculated to make d@ saint swear. It is = very hard to do this puzzle, but it can be done. It is made of highly nickeled metal. The trick is to so arrange the buttons in the slots that the plexity.” Your chance of succeeding is very slim until you get the hang of the thing. Price 15c. each, by mail, ponipee FRANK SMITH, 383 Lenox Ave., N. ¥. season! consists ef a gmall metal, nickeled tube, with a_ lens which shows @ let girl in it to a fricnd, who wil be delighted with the first pic- ture; tell him te turn the screw in center of instru- ment to change the views, when @ stream of water squirts into his face, much to his dis- gust. Anyone who has not seen this kinema- tograph “3 tien is gure to be caught every time. can be refilled with water in an instant, ready for the next customer. Price 25c. by mail, pestpaid. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St.. N. ¥, “KNOCK-OUT” CARD TRICK.—Five cards are shown, front and back, and there are no two cards alike. You place some of them in a handkerchief and ask any person to hold them by the corners fn full view of the audi- ence. ou now take the remaining cards and request anyone to name any card shown. This Aone, you repeat the name of the card and atate that you will cause it to invisibly leave your hand apd pass into the handkerchief, where it will be found among the other cards. At the word “Go!”’ you show that the chosen ecard- has vanished, leaving absolu only two cards. ‘The handkerchief is unfolded, by — person, and in it 14 ivund the identical ox Wolew novenrx co., 29 w. sem st ke letters spell the word “per-— erry s9 Y

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‘HH. F. LANG, 1815 Centre TRICK MATCHES. Consist of a Swedish safety box, filled with matches, which will not light. Just the thing to cure the match i borrowing habit. Price, 6c., Ree postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. eee eee JUMPING JACK PENCIL. a= This pencil is made up in handsome style and | —<—=QREEEEMO- looks so inviting that look at it. every one will want to The natural,thing to do is to write with it, and just as soon as your friend tries to write, the entire inside of the pencil files back like a jumping jack, and ‘Mr. Nosy” will be frightened stiff. It is one of our best pencil tricks and you will have 4 hard job trying to keep it. Your friends will try to take it from you. Price by mail, post- Paid, 100. each. 4 _ FRANK SMITH, 333 Lenox Ave., N. ¥. ll ir ee =f NEW SURPRISE NOVELTY. Foxy Grandpa, Mr. Peewee and other comical faces ar- tistically colored, to which is attached a long rubber tube, connected with a rub- ber ball, which can be filled with water, the rubber ball being carried in the pocket, a siight pressure on the bulb causes & long stream, the re- sult cen easily be seen. Price, 16¢., Postpaid. St., B’klyn, N. Y. NEW YORE IN A NUTSHELL. ha 25 Colored Views of the Big City in an English walnut shell, prettily hinged with ribbon, to which a small tag is at- tached. The nut con- tains 25 beautifully Htho- graphed views of the principal points of in- terest in and around New York City. You can ad- Gress the tag, put on a stamp, and mail it. A nice souvenir to mail Se distant friends. each. ii, 10c. WoLkE NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. ¥. IMITATION CUT FINGER. A cardboard finger, carefully bandaged with linen, and the side and end are blood-stained. When you slip it on your finger and show it to your friends, just give a groan or two, nu se it up, and pull a look of pain. You will get nothing but sympathy until you give them the laugh. Then duck! Price, 10c., postpaid. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St., N. ¥. THE FIGHTING ROOSTERS. A full blooded pair of fighting game cocks. These liJiputian fighters have real feathers, yellow legs and flery red combs, their movements when fighting are perfectly nat- ural and lifelike, and the seoret of their movements is known only to the operator, who can caus¢ them to battle with each other as often and as long as desired. Independent of their fighting proclivities they make very pretty mantel ornaments. Price for the pair in a strong box, 10c.; 3 paira for 25c. by mail, postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. BUBBLER. The _ greatest invention of the age. The box contains a blow- pipe of neatly enameled metal, and five tablets; also printed di- rections for play- ing numerous soap-bubble games, such a Floating Bubbles, Repeaters, Surprise Bubbles, Double Bubbles, The Boxers, Lung Tester, Supported Bubbles, Rolling Bubbles, Smoke Bubbles, Bouncing Bubbles, and many others, Ordinary bubble- blowing, with a pipe and soap water, are not in it with this scientific toy. It produces larger, more beautiful and stronger bubbles than you can get by the ordinary method. The games are intensely interesting, too. Price, 12¢. by mail WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26th St,, N. ¥. TO READ THE LITYLE GEM TELEPHOYe. The transmitter in this telephone is made from. the best iraported parchment; with ordinary use will last.a long time; canbe made in any length by adding cord; the only real telephone for the money; each one put uv in a neat box; fully flustrated, with full directions how to use them. Price, 12c., postpaid. WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 29 W. 26tb St... N. B, €ARD THROUGH THE HAT TRICK With this trick you bare row a hat, and appar- ently shove a card up through the crown, without injuring the card or hat. The oper- ation can be reversed, the performer seemingly Pushing the card down through the crown into the hat again. It is @ trick which will t and interest the closest observer and diotadtiom: pth soe ne oaalres It is so simple that a d can learn how sok to perform it in a few Price 10 cents each, by mail, post : ‘ mail, -pald C. BEHR, 150 W. 62d St., New York City. MAGIC DIE BLOCK. , A wonderfully de- ceptive trick! <A solid block, two inches square, is made to ap- pear and disappear at pleasure. Borrowing a hat from one ofthe audience, you place the block on top, sliding a cardboard cover (which may be examined) over it. At the word of command you lift the cover. the block is gone, and the same instant it falls to the floor, through the hat, with a solid thud, or into one of the spectator’s hands. You may vary this excellent trick by passing the block through a table and on to the floor beneath, or through the lid of a desk into the drawer, etc. This trick never fails to astonish the spectators, and can be repeated as often as desired. Price, 35c., postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B'klyn, N. X. YOU | “NMioving Picture Stories” : ~ A Weekly Magazine devoted to Photoplays and Players = Absolutely the finest little’ publication on the news-stands PRICE 5 CENTS A COPY @ ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY BEAUTIFUL COLORED COVER DESICNS of New portraits of actors and actresses every week - EVERY NUMBER CONTAINS THIRTY-TWO PAGES FINE HALF-TONE FRONTISPIECES Get a copy of this weekly magazine and see what itis Six Gripping Stories, based on the latest and best films, each profusely illustrated with fine half-tones of scenes in the plays. Photographs and Biograpkies of the most celebrated Photoplay actors and actresses. _ | Special Articles relating to Moving Pictures, written by the greatest authorities in the film business. ‘News Notes from the studios about the doings of everybody of prominence connected with the Photoplays Scenario Hints and the names of all the companies who may buy the plays you write. Poems, Jingles, Jests and every bright feature calculated to interest both young and old. GET A COPY NOW trom your newsdealer, or send us 5 cents in money or postage stamps, aud we will mai) _ FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher est 23d Stre | 2 "i oils .

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+ | Bo FAME AND FORTUDMDE WEEHRI:.Y ; —LATEST ISSUES— a From a Cent to a Fortune; or, A Chicago Boy’s Great Scoop oo a Boy Behind the Deals: or, The Luck of a Wall Street Broker. = — rein ig aes Se ear ne Winner aie ey ck rowb on the World; or, Startin _ Business on a Dollar. Capturing the Money; or, Huw Ben Bailey Made His Mark Specuiator at 16; or, The Lad Who Worked His Brains Digging - je Gold: or, The Luck of a Boy Miner. 449 Tom, the Steeple Jack. or, Winning a Living by Nerve. riers a With Grit: or. Earning An Honest Living. mee me eens or Hes ad the Wail Street Brokers. 5 Andy, the Mill Boy; or, Rising to the Top yn an ut; or, ar joy to Beat. “ x eee! . a ep . 452 The Boy Banker's Double; or, A Strange Wall Street Mystery Hame Before the Footlights or, Fhe Boy, Who Boesed <a Seria 2 Pp “4 - a Nev E rs + york 453 The Young Beaeh Comber; or, A Fortune From the Sand. | ele ae a ne eee eee aos Re ere Or apne ~ ig ee ee Kings. 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A Young Monte Cristo: or, The Richest Boy in the World. 467 Fighting For Fame; or, The Luck Of a Young Contractor Won by Pluck; or, The Boys Who Ran a Railroad. 4 Seeking a Lost Treasure: or, The Nerve Of a Young Explore: 2 Beating the Brokers; or, e Boy Who “Couldn’t Be Done.” ] 469 Matt, the Mechanic: or, The Boy Who Made His Pile. 503 A Rolling Stone; or, The Brightest Boy on Record. fs 470 Among the Ice Peaks: or, The Voyage That Made the Money | 504 Never rd Die: or, The Young Surveyor of Hapor Valley. 471 The Little Castaways: or, The Fortune That a Wreck Brought | 505 Boss of the Market; or, The Greatest Boy in Wall Street. 506 The Chance of His Life; or, The Young Pilot of Crytal Lake. 507 Striving for Fortune; or, From Bell-Boy to Millionaire. 508 Out for Business; or, The Smartest Boy in Town. 472 Taking Big Chances; or, The Boy Who Saved a Town. 473 Always Lucky; or, Winning on His Merits 474 Out for a Corner; or, A Smart Chicago Boy. 475 The Winning Trick; or, How a Boy Made His Mark. 476 The Young Editor: or, Running a Country Newspaper 477 A Big Stroke; or, The Lad Who Made a Record. | 478 In the Copper Field: or. The Mine That Made the Money For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, 1n money or postage stamps, DY FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, - - - - - - + = = = 168 West 23d St., New York IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Write out and fill in your Order and send it to us witk the price of the weeklies you want and we will send ‘hem to you by return mail POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. 168 West 23d St., New York. FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, - - - : é P : 5 : = ouR TrEeENW-CENT HAND Boo HS No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELEC- TRICITY.—A description of the wonderful uses of electricity and electro magnetism; to- gether with full instructions for making Elec- tric Toys, Batteries, etc. By George Trebel, A.M... M.D. illustra- ns. . No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.—A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipes for diseases peculiar to h ¥ Pos. HOW TO BUILD AND SAIL contain- Containing over fifty illustrated. Ne. 4 HOW TO DEBATE.—Giving rules for conducting debates, outlines for debates, uestions for discussion, and the best sources ‘or procuring information on the question cone. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND AN- IMALS.—A valuable beok, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, mounting and pre- serving birds, animals and insects. No. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.—Containing explanations of the gen- principles of sleight-of-hand applicable “cara ricks: of card trieks with ordinary cards, and not requiring sleight-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of specially prepared cards. Illustrated. No. 52. HOW TO PLAY CARDS.—Giving he rules and full directions for playing Duchre, Cribbage, Casino, Forty-Five, Rounce, ledre Sancho, Draw Poker, Auction Pitch, ‘Il Fours, and many other popular games of seeding, and managing all kinds of pets; ng full instructions for making cages, by twenty-eight illus- TO COLLECT STAMPS OIFNS.—Containing valuable informa- rding the collecting and arranging nd coins. Handsomely illustrated. ) BECOME AN N } tricks used by magi RAPHER.—Containing useful information re- garding the Camera and how to work it; also how to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and other Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. No. 62. HOW TO BECOME A _ WEST POINT MILITARY CADET.—Explains how to gain admittance, course of Study, Examina- tions. Duties, Staff of Officers, Post Guard, Po- lice Regulations, Fire Department, and all a boy should know to be a cadet. By Lu Senar- ens. No. 63. HOW TO BECOME A NAVAL CADET.—Complete instructions of how to gain admission to the Annapolis Naval Academy. .Also containing the course of instruction, de- scription of grounds and buildings, historical sketch, and everything a boy should know to become an officer in the United States Navy. By Lu Senarens. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACHINES.—Containing full directions for making electrical machines, induction coils, dynamos, and many novel toys te be worked by electricity. By R. A. R. Bennet. Fully illustrated. : No. 65. MULDOON’S JOKES.—The most original joke book ever published, and it is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc., of Terrence Muldoon, the great wit, hu- morist, and practical joker of the day. No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.—Con- taining over three hundred interesting puzzles and conundrums, with key to same. A com- plete beok. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.—Containing a@ large collection of in- structive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. A. Anderson. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL CKS. —Containing over ene hundred highly amus- ing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A. Anderson. Handsomely Peg D. nd best clans. Also containing the Fully {llustrated. secret of second sight. Containing full directions for making Magi trated. No. 71. HOW TO TRICKS.—Containing. for performing over sixty Mechanical Tricks. Fully illustrated. No. 72. HOW TO DO WITH CARDS.—Embracing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with illus- trations. . No. 73. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.—Showing many curious tricks Noe. 70. HOW TO MAKE MAGIC TOYS.— e Toys and devices of many kinds... Fully illus- DO MECHANICAL complete instructions SIXTY TRICKS with figures and the magic of numbers. By a ae a ee oO. 5 ITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.—Containing full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject; also rules for punctuation and composition. with specimen letters. No. 15. HOW TO BECOME A CONJURER. —Containing tricks with Dominoes, Dice, Cups and Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing thirty- six illustrations, By A. Anderson. No. 76. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.—Containing rules for telling for- tunes by the aid of lines of the hand, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks. scars, etc. Illustrated. No. 77. HOW TO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.—Containing deceptive Card Tricks as performed by leading conjurers and magicians. Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. No. 78. HOW TO DO THE BLACK ART, —Containing a complete description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight-of-Hand, to- gether with many wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson. Illustrated. No. 79. HOW TO BECOME AN ACTOR, —Containing complete instructions how to make up for various characters on the stage; together with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prompter, Scenic Artist and Property Man, No. 80. US WILLIAMS’ JOKE BOOK.— Containing the latest jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned German comedian. Sixty-four pages; handsome col- ored cover, containing a half-tene phote of the author. No. 81. HOW TO MESMERIZE.—Contain- ing the most approved methods of m ism; animal magnetism, or, magnetic heal- ing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. author of “How to Hypnotize,” etc. Ne. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.—Con- taining the most approved methods of read- ing the lines en the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning. Also explain- ing phrenology, and the key for telling char- acter by the bumps on the head. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. Fully illustrated. f No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.—Contain- ing valuable and instructive information re- garding the science of hypnotism. Also ex. plaining the most approved methods- whi are employed by the leading hypnotists the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.8s. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME AN AUTH —Containing information regarding choice of subjects, the use of words and the manner of preparing and submitting manuscript containing valuable information as t neatness, legibility and general composi of manuscript. on receipt of price, 10 cts. per copy, ur 3 for 25 cts., in money or postage stamps, by - 168 West 23d St., New York. OR,