Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 563) (1916 07 14)

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JULY 14,1916 5(enls Bove THAT » MAKE MONEY. Fred Towne now eran ahead of the fanch. closely followed by Yersosen. acpiniag every nerve he succeeded in keeping abreast of the car platform for the required distance. ‘You've won!” laughed the tourist, tossing the coin into his outstretched hands.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKL’ STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Issued Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered at the New York, N. Y., Post Office as Second-Class Matter. by Frank Tousey, Publisher, 168 West 23d Street, New York. No. 563. NEW. YORK, JULY 14, 1916. Price 5 Cents. —OR— : : CHAPTER I. Consequently, Jude learned the “rudiments” very slowly, : and his brother-in-law was forever catling him down about TROUBLE IN A PRINTING OFFICE. something or another. Crash! Jude didn’t care for that as long aS the pay envelope came The half dozen employees of Peter Koop’s printing estab- lishment on Main street, Leesburg, looked up in a startled way to find Fred Towne, errand boy, struggling with the ruins of a foundry form on the floor which a stone-hand had sent him to fetch. The cause of the disaster was a banana peel dexterously laced in Fred’ s path by Jude Ferguson, an apprentice, who fad a mania for mischief in general and a personal grouch against Towne in particular. “Now you've done it!” chuckled Jude, as pleased as a mud lark at low tide. “The foreman won’t do a thing to you! That was a ‘live’ form, and I was goin’ to take it to the foundry as soon as Benson had made a correction in it.” - ; It was hardly. necessary to remind Fred that the damage “=. Was a serious one, ; The revised proof of the form had just come in, with a solitary and unimportant correction marked on it, and Fore- man Gregg had written the word “Rush” in blue. pencil across , one corner of the sheet. : . The “Rush” was intended for the instruction of the foun- “shes dry—that the plate was wanted as soon as possible. As Fred was picking himself up, and regarding the wreck pan se a .rueful face, the foreman came over to see what had oh a . en ie saw that the found) over was irremediably “pied,” | thunder-gust. - We won't repeat what he said as he glared at the unfor- tunate boy. Any one who has worked “under the average job printing foreman knows that the responsibilities of his position doesn’t improve his temper, and he is apt to speak to the point when things go wrong. Foreman Jim Gregg was red-headed and more than ordi- necaly quick-tempered. ° ermore, he was Jude Bétguson’ s brother-in-law. : Sue was always carrying some story to him about Fred which 5 the natural dislike he entertained against the He | woul haye fired Fred long before only that he found y useful, much smarter at the business than s-naturally Sp and shirked his work whenever d been, a year longer in the but rhe a know halt as much |” e, ae tek ‘to the’ trad Sais tke business, es ees form he was in such a sweat is brow grew as black as a or ffice than tea ‘the “art ork for personal motives. his way every Saturday afternoon, and there were no deduc- tions taken out for tardiness. The employees of Peter Koop worked from 7.30 a. m. to 6 p. m.—ten hours. The nine-hour law was in effect, then, in union as well as the more important “open shops,” but it wasn’t in operation in Leesburg. i In any event, Mr. Koop wasn’t in favor of the shorter work ~ ay. He paid his workmen as little as he could and got as much | out of them for the money as he could. His “time-slips” compelled the men to account for every five minutes. When these had passed under the eagle eye of the foreman every morning and had been turned into the office, Mr. Koop examined them himself, and he usually had something to say > the foreman afterward which. didn’t make Gregg feel any appier. The only way Gregg coat ease his ruffled mind was to call the man or men down, though he knew, having passed the slips himself, that they were not guilty. * From a business point of view, Gregg was a good foreman you couldn’t fool him worth a:cent. He knew how a job ought to be set, and he could tell at a iver from the proof about the time required to put it to- | gether : Nevorthulsen: he wasn’t popular with’ any one but the boss. : Neither was Jude Ferguson—the men hated him, and Bilal good reason, for he was always snooping around and carry-.. ing information to his brother-in-law. Tred ed Towne, on the contrary, was a first favorite. Enaepin tas was. the chief reason why neither Jude nor Gregg liked him. Fred knew where every type in the office was to be found; Jude never, or at least very seldom, could find a case on 4 he gad a sg of copy oa ra. oe * aitty Fred hen there was a ru e foreman requen be \ to help a journeyman on the “straight matter.” If the copy was es rint,” dhe-workman let him set 8 part of the “display,” e never failed to do it well—so well, in fact, that the. men often” yranted him with written eopy pea} Sy comans pag in ra a an regg notic im do wor! sometimes expected of him, and in this ‘way got ne on “7 oe. ability. Therefore, he found him too valuabl to discharge merely wat He found it more profit to ent his grouch against the * a eee sei ak ora had to put u frm Sar

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ONLY A cheerful under strenuous circumstances, red his good temper and grit. He «was alwa and the men a wie the bar of their favorite saloon, only Fred wouldn’t drink a smoke. DOLLAR. The presses in operation were stopped about fifteen min- utes before quitting time in order to allow ttime for washing They would have taught him the road to good fellowship} rollers, etc. As the hands passed out they rang up their numbers on the time clock, and the overworked bookkeeper camé in after- He had promised his dying mother never to do either, and| ward, abstracted the sheet, and substituted a fresh one to he had the strength of will to keep his word. Besides, he had plenty of opportunity to see the effects of too much drink. receive the morning impressions. Some of the printers and pressmen made a bee-line for the saloon on the corner, but the majority went home, glad that It frequently made driveling idiots of smart typos of a| the day’s work was over. Saturday night. He also discovered that some of the best compositors in|employed in the freight town were the greatest lushers. Fred Towne lived at the humble home of a railroad man yards of the Leesburg & Western ailrodd, not far away. Just why this should be he couldn’t determine, but the fact} _The man’s name was Valentine, and he had a sixteen-year- was not to be gainsaid. old daughter named Eva, who was very partial to the young Gregg knew it, too, for he had been there himself, but had} boarder. . reformed. She admired Fred not only because he was a good-looking “Can't you look where you’re putting your feet, Towne?”| boy, but because he was manly and straightforward. roared the foreman, kicking the offending banana peel under a frame. “Get a paper and gather up that pi. distribute it after you eat your lunch.” She was a very pretty girl herself, vivacious and even- You can| tempered. Fred thought her an uncommon nice girl, and they were as He snatched the revised proof from the boy’s hand, and| thick as two peas in a pod. ' put_a couple of men at resetting the job in a hurry. “Better get a shovel,” snickered Jude to Fred. Mrs. Valentine had n a great liking for the boy, in common with her husband, a = 4 had such confidence in him “I suppose you didn’t throw that banana peel in my way?”| that she permitted Eva to go anywhere with him—a privilege said Fred, looking hard at Ferguson. “Me? Of course not. Why should I do it?” “T saw you eating a banana a moment ago.” “What of it? on the floor.” “No, But you might have done it, just the same.” “Oh, rats! Get a broom and sweep up thé mess. accorded to no one else, for the good woman kept a watchful eye over her only daughter. y She felt assured that Fred would protect Eva under any You didn’t see me throw no skin down| and all circumstances, as though he were her brother. And she was right. As Fred was on his way to the Valentine home that after- If you| noon several of the compositors detained him in front of the wasn’t a hamfatter at the business you wouldn’t have pied| saloon for about ten minutes to speak about the incident of the form. You never seen me do anythin’ like that?” “Yes, I have. I’ve seen you pi a case of times.” be ‘ you.” _ Fred took no further notice of his enemy, but went and got a piece of newspaper and threw the in it. en he placed the furniture and places, and put the patent quoins in a drawer. He laid the pi on a convenient window sill until he was/ an exception. | ready to distribute it. ; _. The stone-hand who had been ready to correct the de- molished form came over to him and said: : “I saw Ferguson throw that peel under your feet. pi. og to. give him a calling-down about it. If he worked | a funny game on me, wouldn’t leave anything larger Tee ded bearers in their} the railroad yard and the Valentine cottag the pied foundry form. type several| They denounced the affair as a scurvy trick of Ferguson's, and were of the unanimous opinion that Towne ought to take I kin handle a case of type better’n| it out of Jude’s hide at the first chance he got. Fred finally got away from them and continued on his way. His friend Tom Benedict, who was an advanced apprentice in the Koop office, and Jude also lived in the neighborhood of e. Usually Fred walked home with Tom, but this occasion was As he approached a corner grocery within a block of the cottage, he spied Eva Valentine coming out of the store with a jug in her hand. As she started toward her home, Jude Ferguson, whom she was acquainted with but didn’t like even a little bit, suddenly made his appearance from around the corner and confronted her witha smirk on his freckled countenance. i than a grease spot of . ears ae A : ” : “ “Goin’ home, Eva?” he said. “I'll walk with you.” woes snes, calling him down?’ replied Ered, ct] Sou needn't trouble yoursel,” sha answered tatly.., oat n there’ll be something doing in his direction. I don’t ay not? Ain’t I good enough for you to walk with ? eve in scrapping, but there’s a limit to everything. _I sup- yen woulda't say at YF Pred Towne came along,” he said © pose if I went 1 or jim Gregg would bounce me, and I can’t) uctily, for he liked Eva and was jealous of Fred, another “¥ don’t believe you'd lose it; but if you did, the boys would| "¢280" for disliking his shop-mate. Re by you. “Oh, Fred is a ee person. He lives with us.” would they?” “What if he does. + doesn’t give him the exclusive +. pe either quit work till you were taken back, or| Privilege to watk with you. I want a chance once in a while 'd chip in and make a pot so you wouldn’t starve while| myself. : S looking for another place.” And suppose I don’t want you to?” she replied, saucily. believed him, for he knew that, whatever might be| “Why don’t you want me to?” their faults, printers are, as a rule, always ready to help out a fellow wo when they believe he’s deserving of their 3 don’t mean to be the cause of any inconvenience to the “T have my reasons.” “What are your reasons?” persisted Jude, preventing her from going on. “I’m not obliged to tell them if I don’t want to,” she re- plied, independently. “Let me ‘a said pass. : At that moment the foreman valle him to strike off a ; “I’m goin’ to walk with you, anyway,” said Jude, following ; of proofs on the proof-press, he hurried away. er up. i ss q come ttane-hand slipped into one of the alleys and told two} “No, you’re not,” she said, making a move to cross the bag hnee lnoe tae _ popident, os eg ee r He kept close at her side, however, and she got angry. trouble. a haa - ya: cig ° “T don’t want you ‘oicliew, me,” she flashed. . z gga “l’m goin’ to walk right along with you just because you — F. ; say I mustn’t. I like you, and——” ; CHAPTER II. - “Well, I don’t like you. So there!” ae “TI s’pose you like Fred Towne, don’t you?” he sneered. JUDE FERGUSON IN TROUBLE. “Yes. 1 a6. Now are you satisfied?” *. ‘25 Pe early in the summer and there was plent, oP Sot “No, I’m not. If you don’t let me walk. with you, Pll clock when work ceased in Keep’s printing office.| punch his face when I see him again. I kin lick him with my ¥ ok off thei: parons, completed ie making out} eyes shut, and I’ll do it, too.” eer ses ¢ 1 hung the m on a hook besi the eyes oe | “last remark pony peer he was now > perched on an elevated | close at 4 Mea ae aa Jude or Eva. ah ty : Jude’s words and his attitude toward Eva ES SRE ME en Met PRS TOUT Ro ee a ee Se

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ONLY A DOLLAR. 3 didn’t soften his feelings toward Ferguson, so he stepped up and said quietly: “So you-can whip me with your eyes shut, can you, Fergu- son? Well, you’ve the opportunity to make good now, if you want to.” . Eva and Jude turned quickly around. ; The girl, with a pleased look, stepped quickly to his side, while Ferguson glared furiously at the boy he hated. _As Jude made no effort to carry out his threat, Fred gave his attention to Eva. “Where have you been? SV en”? “Well, you’re bound home, I guess, so come on.” ‘They walked off together, leaving Jude gazing after them with a malignant expression in his eyes. “Tll fix you, F Towne!” he muttered. “I'll get you bounced from the shop, see if I don’t. Yah! How I hate you: He followed on some distance behind Fred and Eva, for he lived two blocks beyond the Valentine cottage, on the Same street. _Jude tried to his brother-in-law to disch: Fred next day, which was Saturday, but Gregg laughed at him, and Jude was intensely disappointed. .. The only way he saw of revenging himself on Fred was to annoy him, for, though bigger and apparently stronger, he did not have the sand to invite a personal encounter. On the following Monday, as Fred was picking up a hand- ful of type from one of the stones to distribute, Jude jostled ee i ee Fred sprang around, but Ferguson glided away quickly and took up something to do close to his brother-in-law, and so Fred was checkmated for the time being. : on, when Fred was passing a big sixteen-page et form of solid type, which had been brought from the pressroom and stood up against the end of a frame, Jude tried to trip up Towne so that he’d fall against it with force sufficient to cause it to spring enough to bring about a whole- sale case of pi. 4 - He failed, however, and got a slap across the jaw for his pains. As he backed away a press feeder fetched him a sly kick To the grocery?” pam in the rear, and, turning upon his fresh aggressor, he struck his head against the corner of a case and uttered a howl that focussed Gregg’s attention on him. wie! | square with you,” he snarled, looking at Fred as nck he was the cause of his trouble. Fred laughed and walked on. Then Jude turned on the pressman, “What did you kick me for?” “Who kicked you?” “You did, you big stiff!” ‘ “Oh, forget it!” replied the man, walking off. Jude was mad enough to chew a ten-penny nail. - P “Here, Jude,” shouted Gregg, “give Ogden a lift with that ‘orm. , If there was one thing Ferguson hated, it was to assist in hoisting a big chase full of onto a stone. But he had to obey when ordered by the foreman, and he started in to do it very grudgingly indeed. He went so awkwardly about He howled murder and let fox the chase. His end went down like a flash of light, denting a hole in the ort and then fell over on its face, dragging Ogden with V - Fortunately, the iron quoins held all, despite the jar, and the form was saved. & ¥ my was so mad, though, that he collared his brother-in- law, , unmindful of the relationship, booted him ce. Pars grabbed a mallet and_made a motion as if to throw ree he ; e job that he caught one of - his fingers between the iron chase and the wooden rim of the foreman seized his uplifted arm ind oréered him out » went, but he was back next day, having patched the e, however, was a source of great satisfac- —- This riled him, and he began playing tricks on them to get square. 5 One of the girls reported him, and Gregg ordered him to stay out of the bindery. . Discovering which girl had told on him, he decided to be revenged on her. 2 : He found that the girl, whose name was Edith Clark, brought her lunch in a small box and left it on a shelf. So he got a similar box, enclosed a live mouse with enough of miscellaneous stuff to weight it so as to deceive the girl when she handled it, and then watching his chance, changed the boxes. When noon came and Miss Clark opened the box, the mouse sprang at her. ' re si 28 promptly fainted and pandemonium ensued in the indery. Fred happened to be in there at the time, for the girls liked to talk to him, and he stopped the panic by chasing the mouse. While the other girls were resuscitating the unconscious girl, Fred examined the box, saw Jude’s name inside, and judged he was the author of the trouble. If he had needed any further proof, Ferguson’s grinning countenance at the open doorway would have furnished it. He sprang suddenly on the young rascal, and before he could escape caught him by the ear and marched him into the bindery. By this time Miss Clark had come out of her faint. Fred explained the case against Jude, the box was looked at, and he was pronounced guilty by the girls. “Get down on your knees and apologize,” ordered Fred. “T will, like fun!” snarled Ferguson. “Let go my ear, we be “Not until you’ve “Vl die first,” be ny ude. At that moment Tom Benedict appeared. Edith Clark was his best girl. “What’s the trouble?” he wanted to know. Fred explained the situation. Then Tom took a hand in the matter, and Jude found it convenient to beg the girl’s pardon very humbly. When they released him he shook his fist at Fred and threatened dire xepgerice on him, and there wasn’t anv doubt but he meant what he said. . Miss Clark’s pardon.” CHAPTER IIL. > 3 ONLY A DOLLAR. Ferguson associated with a rough crowd of boys who had eee themselves into an organization called “The Night awks.” _ The name was appropriate because they met only at night in an old house on the outskirts of the town, and they seldom returned to their homes until long after midni Jude was not an especial favorite with them, but he was a member of the gang, and that counted so far as enlisting their sympathies in his behalf. ere Having woke up to the fact that he couldn’t injure Fred 4 a Negpes in the way he had counted on, he took counsel wi e gang. ; They advised him to say nothing for a while until some scheme could be hatched up against Towne that promised success. i Accordingly, Fergu quit playing tricks on his enemy in the printe often vain Fred imagined that Jude had learned a salutary lesson. ; met That was. where he deceived himself. } j On the Saturday afternoon following the bindery Fred and Tom 1 the office at five o hour the shop shut down on that day, railroad station to see the i depart. ; + xpress come in and behind th ns mr Phen for a ay wie Y r ‘ f 5 hi med M , followed on dod. presed and a crony of his: named orton, fo ray The four boys seated themselves on a pile of sl tracks opposite the ‘station, and ed for . attention to Jude and his com-

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4 ONLY A DOLLAR. “You don’t know nothin’, ” snorted Jude. “Well, the chap who offered the money tossed it to Fred 5 and said he’d won. He was the judge of the race, and what he ‘said goes.” Ferguson couldn’t go behind that, so with a nasty look at Fred and Tom he drew off with Morton, and they jumped the fence and walked toward the street heres “Jude will hate you worse than ever after this,” chuckled Tom Benedict. - “That doesn’t worry me any,” rephed Fred. “There never has been any love lost between us. I-don’t fancy fellows of his stamp, anyway.” { “Well, you’re a lucky boy. You’ll hve a whole dollar to spend to-morrow, “Ad “No, I won't.” “Why not? Got any het use for that dollar you won?” “Yes. it’s the only dollar I have ever owned in the world, and I’m going to keep it as a ducky piece. I’ve an idea that as long as I hold onto it I’ll get more.” “What put that into your head?” “T eouldn’t tell you. But I feel it in my bones.” “Then I'd freeze onto it if I felt that way.” “IT mean to.” ae “Maybe Mr. Koop -will re you a raise in your pay.” La “Don’t you believe it, It’s like d drawing a tooth to ect 1 a raise ‘out of him.” “T believe you. I’m a two-thirder, but I don’t get two- 4 thirds of a journeyman’s wages.” “You ought to, for you are worth it.” “That’s right. And you’re worth more than $4, Jude ite $6, and you can set type all around him. Besides, there are a lot of things you can do that he couldn’t tackle to save his life, and he’s been a year longer at the business.” "Fre A macet be worth his salt as a printer—he’s too — careless.” . “He'll never be worth His salt at anything if he don’t mend his ways.” “He wouldn’t last under Gregg if they weren’t related.” “Nor under any other foreman.” user walked back to the station and then started for *Fred pulled the silyer prize he had won out of his pocket. and looked at it. ; It lag good to own that much—a whole hundred cents’ wort 5 “Only a dollar,” he said. ‘When will I have another to match it?” “That’s a conundrum, I guess,” laughed Tom, “Silver dol- lars, or paper ones, either, are not growing on cy | for — people to pluck.” az “That’s right—they aren’t. If they were——” . “Nobody would work, Neither are they’ lying ‘road ye the road for folks to stumble over.” “That’s right, too. Hello! what’s that?” “What’s that?” Fred made a swoop at something in the gutter. When Me Pes up he held a dirty, greenish bit of paper in his Ma any people had no doubt passed that way within the last ‘ Presently the long-drawn-out whistle of the express sounded down’ the line, and the boys turned their faces in that direction. All they could see was the front of the locomotive coming down upon them like some steel-clad monster belching a thin vapor from its nostrils. hey could hear the clickety-clack of the ponderous wheels singing along the rails, and the low hum of the drivers swell- ing gradually into a roar as the long train, with the air ies set, dashed up alongside the station and came to a re The connecting platforms of two Pullman sleepers stood in front of the four boys, and a couple of smart-looking young tourists were standing with their. backs against the car, talking and smoking cigarettes. They soon pees the boys seated on the sleepers and gan to chaff th inally aoe of oe put his hand in his pocket and drew outa 1B ble s bining. new silver coin. Do you see this dollar?” he asked,-with a broad grin. “Sure we see it,” replied Fred. “Goin’ to let us scramble for it?” asked Jude, springing up eagerly, “You are going to run a race for it.” “Where do we have to run to to get it?” inquired Fer- guson. ee When the train starts,” explained the tourist, “you boys must start, tco, and try to yeep up with the platform of. this car. The chap who heads the race as far as yonder switch gets the dollar. Are you on?” - “Bet your life we are,” chorused the boys. , “Line up, then,” said the young tourist. _ Word of the impending race was conveyed through the two Pullmans, and the passengers began sticking their heads out of the windows to watch the contest, which aroused great interest and amusement. At that moment the conductor on the ‘orm cried’ “All aboard!” and waved the ‘usual signal to the engineer. | As the train pulled out the race began, first at a jog trot and then at a more rapid pace. As the cars gathered headway the pb began to spurt, for the prize was eagerly desired by each. | ‘The tourists encourged the runners in eyery way they could, while their eyes. sparkled with fun, ' Somg of the passengers began to cheer, the ladies waving - their dkerchiefs. _* _More heads popped out of the other‘cars, for the people * i got wind that something out of the usual was go- so Oe.” Pe by ip aay darted ahead of the bunch, closely fol- { nerve, he succeeded in keeping abreast of a aaeaiing re the required distance. ; _ "You've won!” lau the tourist, tossing the coin into : s outstretched han "Then the jong train per by, the passengers giving the gripped the shiny dollar in one hand as he slowed! hour or two, yet had not seen it. “= It was a bank bill worth 50. - was furious with disappointment. ‘Great scissors!” exclaimed Tom, “A fifty-dollar bill!” ie ba full eae on’ * winning the money himself, for |’ Nh oe at the Meg mh one ee er ess 1 e bri new dollar in his other hand faded into Nee ane any doubt but that it had been a fair race, nificance ore this old dirt-begrimed piece of faded aa t the + winner tee tng Deere the party. pape ’t console Ju erat about luck,” continued Tom, “it’s our way * and besides it was gall and worm- by the raftful. I never found 1 Tom, “ts larger ry a ae * to especially, win the money. in my life, and that was so smooth that I had a lot of trou- Saas “ought to have half that prize,” he snarled, with angry ble g pasting es eyes, mebody must have lost this,” said Ue “We mere for?) I won it, didn’t 12” retorted, T Towne. “That’s evident. Peon don’t ath plan y-dollar a RS Toe he pitehed money.” bills in the gutter for som: cu ow in.” Benedict. You w were two feet we end dollars i P a lot of money,” replied Fred, solemnly. “That isn’t your “IT wonder if I could fin ers be ae i. cae al en “ ‘We “ behind preritty re right, it is.” “Return ae Se AES Poe Enea eI eter rv = omy incredulously. > say x ae ity 192 et rin” ie ore ; 7 Bac 5 = » ums ates pig 1S ae “oeeca det aie Slats ye “Are you anxious to find the owner?” ‘sked Tom in gur- j , rps . ee g zr led Ju Re a: neta! hy The person. who font it spies sat bs able Se eae % 4] — 4y

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Wasi you keep this money, Tom, if you could find the wei Mat ts wouldn’t go around town asking people if "OF course, you couldn’t do that; but it might be adver- r. on! It would be a waste of goed money to advertise for. a lost bill. How could money be identified?” “This Ans could. a j it’s been on end panel together.” ! on “T think it counts for a good deal.” ; are you going to do? Keep the pill for A while on the possibility that the owner might show up?” asked Tom, onderingly. “Yes,” “Say, ae a phenomenon, Fred, The owner will never up if you keep the bill for a hundred years,” “TJ haven’t any particular need to spend the money at pres- ent, so I might as well keep it intact.” ag ean do that, of course. Kon ean use the silver spate 3 y before I do that. If it hadn’t been for th ae | I's shoul ’t have found the bill. I told you 1 d bring me luck, and you see it has.” Ago to it,” replied Tom, doubtfully. S my opinion,” replied Fred, in a_ tive tone, as, they came came to a stop in front of the Valentine cottage. right, old chap, have it your own way,” answ ‘ht, old ae have it ered Tom. “I ho Be find some more on the strength of it. Good-by. I'll see you in the morning.” Tie es went on his way and Fred wrens the house. <4F AP CHAPTER IV. | HEOLD MILL AT PLAINVILLE. Ss r was nearly ready when Fred’ entered the com- sitting- and dining-room, Ys 2 Deed fe oar the table, for it was almost time for her home, fethat Ee you suppose we've got for supper to-night, 2” she asked the young printer, ’*m not good at guessing riddles, Eva,” he replied. __, “It’s something you like,” “Ts jt? That makes it harder to a for I like most anything that F ‘s it what I’m right in ae tn tact, T’ve been right in it since b place. fot of of us—Tom Benedict, Jude Fergu- e—ran a race in the yard with the a feeedilag, and I won the a Express!” exclaimed Eva, could you do that?” ‘conce . And it-was profitable e dollar, Look at it, Doesn’t it shine?” “That’s What it is, Well, ag ‘Tom and I were coming up 3 Ren Fs : ver g a answered, shaking her head. aculated in pe cer aguas ie tenes forth the dirty. lated and dollars or i iw “ee that it | A cm ao, looked at a ONLY A DOLLAR. - 6 (a “T should think so. There isn’t one chance in a thousand.” “J hope I’m honest enough to give it up if the owner did turn up.’ “T’m sure you are; but you needn’t worry. No one will ever claim that bill.” Eva finished setting the table, and in a few minutes her father came in. Supper was put on the table and all sat down to it. Before the meal was over Fred related how he had come into possession of the fifty-one dollars. Mr, Valentine congratulated him on his luck and asked him what he was going to do with the money. “I’m going to keep them both. The dollar for good luck and the fifty till I have a pressing need to change it.” When he Avent to his room soon afterward he put the money in his trunk. Later on he and ‘Eva went out for a walk, as they did nearly every Saturday evening. He bought an evening paper, and whe they got home they looked over it together. On the first page was the story, under lurid headlines, of a murder that had heen committed the night before, but only discovered that afternaon. The victim was a reputed miser, named Abel Ashfield, one of the oldest residents) of Leesburg. He lived with an old housekeeper, known as Martha Wills, in a Jarge and roomy mansion on the suburbs. It developed that he had kept all his money and valuables in a small safe set into the wall of his bedroom. This had been broken open and everything abstracted by the villains who had perpetrated the evime. police were at work on the case,-but it did not appear that they had any definite clue as to the identity of the scoundrels, They had got into the hovse through a rear window in the basement, and had departed the same way with their booty. How much money they had sceured, and what else in the way of plunder they had made off with, was not known, as Abel Ashfield never told anybody about ‘his affairs, not even his housekeeper, who had«no idea what he was worth, The old man had two nephews, one the son of his brother, a steady-going man who was cashier in the bank of the — by town; the other, a good-for-nothing fellow, named Jim lharker, the son of his sister. Ashfield had held no communication with either for many years, so the housekeeper said, though the latter had made several attempts of late to see his uncle. That was the whole stery, as picked up by the reporters, to the time of going to press, and it seemed’ to be up to the lice to do something if the murderers were to be appre- hended and the stolen property recovered. “That’s tough on old Ashfield,” said Fred. “I remember mr seeing him once on the street—he was a small, white-haired man, With a face that looked like faded parchment. He looked as if he might be all of seventy years old. He didn’t dress as if he was worth anything to speak of. One of the compositors at the office told me that he guessed the old man had no money, only the old house in which he lived. At. Pog rate, he ived in @ way that gave color to that op 4 xa yoke like to read about murders,” said Eva, with a shudder. “Tt isn’t the most cheerful kind of reading, I'll admit,” re- plied Fred. “It’s ara to think that a poor old may like him, should be killed for what little money he might have had.” “You can’t tell but what he had a good deal, if he_really was a misery.” The faet that he had a safe. e house would look as if he was well fixed.” “I do hope the rascals will be caught pS shed.” “It is to be hoped they will. It might be that the old man’s shiftless nephew had a hand in the crime.” “That’s too dreadful to think of. His own fiesh gud seat. Fe fathers, either aad money me = Sa , rN rein :

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6 ONLY A DOLLAR. tage a little after nine next. morning, and Fred and Eval Finally they ‘were induced by the boys to enter, and they » (ay has Ss ~ a stout ¢ were all ready to accompany them. The trip they had planned over the electric road would walked around in a very careful manner. See, Fred piloted the way about, as he was of an Inquiring take them to Plainville, twelve miles away, and they ex- | mind, and liked to look into things. cted to walk around the pretty suburbs of that town and ave a modest meal at a restaurant before returning to Leesburg. - It, was an ideal day for the ride, and the young people enjoyed the trip to the other town immensely. As they sat near the front of the car, which was well filled, they did not notice that Jude Ferguson, Slatts Mor- ton and a couple of their gang were standing on the rear platform. ; Such, however, was the case, and the young rascals cast rl glances at them occasionally as thé car speeded along. _When Fred signalled the car to stop on reaching Plain- ville, Jude and his companions got off quickly and retired under a near-by tree. Then they followed Fred, Tom and the girls at a distance up the street. “You heard them say that they were goin’ to look at the old mill?” said one of the shadowers. “Slatts and me heard Towne and Benedict plannin’ things yesterday at the station,” replied Jude. “Didn’t we, Slatts?” “That’s right,” answered Morton, nodding his head. “They’re goin’ to the old mill that folks say is haunted, and then they’re goin’ back to town to eat.” “Then we’d better git to the mill before ’em. The ques- tion is, how kin we separate ’em, so that we kin get a chance at Towne. We don’t want to monkey with Benedict if we kin help it. One is enough for us at a time, and we ain’t out for his scalp.” ; While the rascals were struggling with this question they made their way toward the mill in question as fast as their legs could carry them: : It was clear that they had designs only on Towne, and it ‘took some figuring to find a practical way of carrying out their purpose. At length they reached the dilapidated structure, which stood on the banks of a stream connecting with the river that ran up to Leesburg and further on. Walking inside, they found the first floor consisted of two rooms, a large and a small one, both bare of everything but dust and cobwebs. There was a hole in the floor of the small room through bees projected a part of the huge oaken upright which supported the driving shaft of the mill. ' A jagged hole in the side of the building, overlooking the stream, showed where the shaft had connected with the water-wheel, now gone to ruin and half submerged in the water and mud. . There was also a trap-door in a corner of the room which the boys did not investigate, but contented themselves with peering through the hole into the dark and damp-smelling sr ree the cellar, where a portion of the old machinery stood in varying stages of decay. yf They could not see much, and their curiosity did not in- duce them to pursue any exploration in that direction. Re ing to a passage between the rooms, they mounted stairway to the regions above, where they found evi- dences of recent occupancy by what they supposed were Jude looked out of one of the front windows and saw Fred, Tom and the girls approaching at a distance. : - “Here they come, fellers,” he said. “We'll hide in this wage four young rascals got out of sight and waited. CHAPTER V. * | WHAT HAPPENED IN THE MILL. ; _ “Is that the old mill?” asked Eva Valentine, as they drew "replied. Pred. the big wheel is ooked down that way. “Is this place haunted?” asked Eva, with a little shudder. “That’s what people say, but I don’t take any stock in the report,” replied Fred. “Most every old place is said to be haunted more or less. You aren’t afraid in the bright day- light, are you?” ~ “No-o,” she replied, clinging to his arm, and looking fear- fully around the small inner room which, owing to the fact that it had but one window, and that boarded up, was not particularly cheerful. “I wonder what’s to be seen down-stairs?” said Tom, try- ing to make out something through the broken hole in the oor. “T guess that’s where the machinery was,” replied Fred. “There’s a trap-door,” pointed Benedict. “Let’s you and I go down and take a look.” “No, you mustn’t go,” objected Eva, grabbing her escort by the sleeve. Edith also vetoed the proposal. “It won’t take us but a minute,” said Tom. can wait here.” : But the girls wouldn’t have it, so the boys gave up the idea and all four started back for the front, reom. “well, I’m going to see what’s upstairs,” said Fred, as they were crossing the passage. Before any objection could be raised he was half-way up the stairs. Tom was about to follow, but the girls declared that they didn’t want to be left alone. “Then ll wait till Fred returns,” replied Benedict. Fred gained the floor above and looked around. There was nothing particular to see there, and he was on bay point of retracing his steps when he spied the roomy closet. ns Curious to see if there was anything in it, he went towards it, grabbed the handle and pulled it open. Two arms shot out like a flash, catching him by the collar, and he was jerked forward into the gloom of the closet. ae Before he could recover from his surprise, Jude and his companions had him down on the floor and were pounding | him for all they were worth. . - gi Fred, however, was a game boy, and the darkness prevented | his enemies from doing very effective work. : a Half their blows landed on his back and shoulders, and did not hurt him greatly. rae In a moment or two he started to defend himself in a way | Ses promised to make it interesting for his unknown as- sailants. ¥; The struggle made a noise that was heard below, and Tom, wondering what was the matter, sprang up the stairs. At that moment a portion of the closet floor gave way under Fred, and he went down with a crash out of sight. a followed, but saved himself by catching the jagged timbers. E He roared “Help!” and was caught and pulled up by his comrades. 3 “— -The young rascals were alarmed, for they believed their vietim had been killed, and they made a dash to escape from the building. — P Slatts Morton and Jude were the first to reach the opening above the stairway, and in their hurry did not notice Tom Benedict coming up.. y : The result was they collided with him, and the three went rolling down the stairs, to the great terror of Eva and Edith, vithe ouner the of Sule ge got as f the stairs, and e other 00 udes ng as far as e€ iF 7 cot luded not to make their exit “You girls hearing the confusion below not of the stairs. — pt Unfo:

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re tie ONLY A. DOLLAR. A . Am o> 4 +i. ret t n’s nose had come into contact with the corner of} “I remember, now. We heard a racket up-stairs just the stairs, and it began to bleed badly. after Fred went.up, and I started up to see what was the ea my nose!” howled Jude, scrambling to his feet., matter. Two chaps ran into me, and we all came rolling | a — My neck!” groaned Slatts, following him. 2 down in a bunch. Where are they, and where is Fred?” Benedict lay just as he had landed on the floor, silent} “They ran away,” said Eva. “And Fred, we don’t know otionless. ‘| where he is.” : e two girls were frightened out of their senses by the} “Don’t know where he is?” exclaimed Tom, in astonish- sudden and unexpected descent of the three boys together,| ment. “He’s up-stairs, of course, if he didn’t come down.” and they did not know what to do except grab and hold on} “No, he isn’t,” replied Eva, in a positive tone. “I was just to each other for protection. up there looking for him, and there isn’t anybody upstairs,” Ferguson and Morton glanced at the senseless Tom, then} “That’s funny,” answered Tom. “There’s no other way they noticed the girls in the gloom of the passageway, and,|to get down that I know of except those stairs.” seized by a fear of the consequences of the trouble that had He stood up and felt of himself. happened all around, they made a break for the front room,| “I guess there are no bones broken. I’m only lame and Scurrying out of the mill and down the road to Plainville. sore from the tumble,” he said. “I’ll go up myself and take “Oh, dear, what does this all mean?” fluttered Eva, ter-|a look.” ribly unnerved. ‘Where is Fred?” At that juncture there were sounds of steps in the next “Who is that on the floor at the foot of the stairs?” shiv-| room. ered Edith. “Is he dead?” ~ : An instant later two men, rather rough in appearance, “Dead!” screamed Eva. “Oh, it may be Fred!” darkened the doorway into the passage. “Or Tom! He went upstairs last,” cried the thoroughly| The moment they saw Tom and the two girls they stopped > oor Edith, shaking in every limb. “What shall we do,| With a startled imprecation. ; Eva was no braver than the average girl, but.she thought as much of Fred as though he were her brother. PTE The very idea that he might have been thrown downstairs is a vistas by the aay 2 who sae eee Lassie con top of aad: whs DOUBTS AND FEARS. ying there dying, per , nerved her to on.| “Well,” “what . . She ran forwtiee 3 knelt. by the bdy’s side and peered into deine hice gs i ncaemianed Debbie a beri his face. , Tom looked at the fellow. “Why, it’s Tom.” she cried, turning to Edith, with a great/ So did the girls, and they drew closer to Benedict, for they feeling of relief that it was not Fred. : et didn’t like the looks of the intradere “Tom!” shrieked Edith. “Oh, don’t say he is dead!” she| Just then there was a h avy bling in the air which added, rushing forward, and dropping beside the lad she} presaged the approach of a thunder storm. thought so much of. : ; The sun had yanished behind a dark bank of clouds which “No, he isn’t dead; he’s breathing,” replied Eva. covered half of the heavens, and the brightness of the early “But he may be dying,” moaned Edith. “Help, me carry| afternoon had gone out of the face of nature. ? him out into the air.’ pe : Under these conditions the passage between the two rooms “Yes, yes, I will; but what can be keeving. Fred upstairs? | was much darker than it had been, though neither Tom ner I’m afraid something has happened to him. I’m going to run|the girls had noticed the difference. - oe." up and see.” ; Thinking it well not to provoke trouble, Tom told the men Under ordinary circumstances Eva never would have dared|that they had come there to look at the mill. venture up on that floor, but her anxiety about Fred banished} “Well, if you’ve seen all you want of it, you’d better go,” eyery other consideration from her mind. was the surly reply. She sprang up the stairs like a fawn and stepped out on| “We're going as soon as a friend of mine comes down- the deserted floor of the room. ; stairs,” answered Benedict. ' Not a = the boy was to be seen anywhere. “What's he doing up there?” asked the man euppiclousty, “Fred! !” she called. “Where are you?” * : “I don’t know what he’s doing. He went up to | She received no answer but the dull echo of her own voice.| around. I'll see if I ean find him.” . “Oh, where can he be?” she breathed, in anxious suspense.} “Don’t leave us down here with these men,” w! is no one here, and he came up here only a few_mo-| Edith, who also expressed Eva’s sentiments on th ject. ments ago.” oh 3} “Come up with me, then,” said Tom, starting to ascend The open window attracted her notice. | to the floor above. "9 ran over to it and looked out. The men didn’t move, but watched the girls follow Bene- was not a soul in-sight. dict up the stairs. , She was growing more frightened at the mystery of the As soon’as the three had disappeared through the open- 5 iB ing the fellows talked together in a low toné, _ As she walked*back she saw the closet, the door of which om called “Fred” several times, and, receiving no reply, stood wide open. | —— to the closet and looked into ~ 4 nan eaniban Hoe f i é i f iously. a ed it and e room was so dark now that he didr no : one cae ee hole in the floor, and might have walked into it and got — ae othing clearly, then she observed| a nasty tumble like experienc ; the i oe Seen Bere ed ; f --| caught him by the jaeket and warned him _ = ‘ 7 did not connect it with Fred’s disappearance, and after; He fumbled in his pocket for a match, but he have — a final look around the big room she returned downstairs,| one; so all he could do was to examine the closet in the ‘much bewildered and upset by her inability to find her escort. | dark with great caution. i ppl sis ee “He isn’t upstairs. There’s no one there at all:. I don’t} As the place was quite bare he was soon satisfied that “know what has become of him,” she told Edith. his chum wasn’t in there. vy __ “Fred not upstairs!” gasped Miss Clark. “Why, he must} “It’s funny where Fred has gone,” he said. “Could it — be. He didn’t come down.” be ible that he fell into that hole?” he added, as the — } awful possibility occurred to his mind. 3 Eva gave a gasp, and at gent nearly stopped beating. - around in a confu

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.* This fellow now stood at the head of the stairs, with his head and shoulders above the floor. “What’s keeping you folks so long up here?” he said irritably. “Where’s that friend of yours?” Tom’s reply was drowned by a heavy crash of thunder almost overhead. The two girls gave a jump and uttered stifled screams. Almost immediately the wind and rain swooped down on the old mill, and the air grew so dark that the young people could barely see one another. “T didn’t hear what you said,” called the man on the stairs. “T said that I don’t know where my friend has got to,” replied Tom. “Oh, you don’t,” sneered the man. are you giving me?” “None at all. I’m telling you the truth.” : “Tf your friend came up here, and didn’t go down again, you ought to have found him long before this. | I’d like to know what kind of game you’re up to, anyway.” “We’re up to no game. In any case,” added Tom, losing his tience, “I don’t see why you’re’so interested in us.’ k here, young fellow, I don’t intend to take any sass from you. Just come downs where we can sa ‘track of you, or there’ll be something doing you won’t “What kind of steer The fellow spoke in a tone that showed he meant business, and Tom, having the two girls to protect, decided that the — way to avoid trouble was to obey, for he couldn’t ‘ ‘ hope to cope against the two men if they came at him. ‘Come, let’s go down,” he said to Eva and Edi “Tt won’t do to rile these men. They can make it very unpleasant for us if they should take a notion to do so.” So Tom assisted the girls downstairs, and the three went into the front room, where they watched the progress of the thunder storm and kept a wary eye out for the two men, who, however, remained out of sight i passage. Ab was terribly distressed | Fred. ses ee to herself that’ the boy was tying unconscious | at where in the hole under the closet, and she clung Edith and cried bitterly. - 2a and Miss Clark both tried to comfort her, but she was inconsolable, So the minutes event and the storm continued outside. It was an aay. heavy one. The thu + trash with fearful detonations and the lightning lit ~# the darkened landscape with startling in- It was a ng situation all around for the young people, BES LAS sige Arta 3 do but grin and bear it. What were they to do when the storm had a ? _How could they leave week mill without Fred ? * him, and e es men wished to them- _ Who were t hese men, anyway ? They were not tramps, but t Gee might easily be something iw "What was to be the end of this adventure? h, after what seemed to be an endless time, the passed away, and the we do about Fred?” asked I know,” replied Tom, scratching his head in a ee See ook agen. y- now, le expect to Apt rae cie eee d into the room. en want about a mill?” sunshi ’ ONLY A DOLLAR. eo paying no atten-| it ms > ss iS fl Therefore, the sooner we call in outside assistance, the better it may be for him.” Eva, convineed that Tom was right, offered no further ob- jection to going back to town, and so the three set oi fast as they could walk. The two men in the mill’ watched them until inehaanen nearly out of sight; then they entered the small rear room, one of them lifted the trap in the door, and they disappeared dom rd flight of steps into the cellar, pulling the trap down after them. CHAPTER VII. IN THE CELLAR OF THE OLD MILL. When the floor. of the closet gave way without the least Ww: oe under Fred, he went down into the dark depths like a sho’ Although he wasn’t over two seconds falling clean-through to the cellar, it seemed to his startled fancy as if he had dropped a mile. He landed on top of an old mildewed straw mattress, which broke his fall, but the shock was sufficient to deprive him of consciousness. He lay there insensible all through the thunderstorm, and began to recover his scattered faculties as it passed away. i en he came to he had no idea where he was, nor, at first, _ what had happened to him. | He was surrounded by dense darkness, and he began to — wonder what it all meant. , *Then his thoughts began to shape themselves, and he recol- lected having been attacked by several persons, who seemed to be boys, and inthe midst of the mix-up the floor of the | lr had given way and he had been precipitated downe w That was the extent of his knowledge. ait believed he had only been senseless a few moments, and pet ae to ascertain the extent of his injuries. ere the dickens am 1?” he “Tt’s a wonder that I didn’t: break my neck, for I must have fallen ‘soi distance. I don’t seem to feel any the worse for it, th i Feels like a mattress I’m on. That must have saved me. It’s lucky for me that I hit it so neatly. If I’d struck the hard — ground, I probably would have broken half my bones. — wonder who those rascals were who assaulted me? — were hiding in the closet. The first idea I had of trou was jerked right into the closet bo det shower 0 fists descending on my back and hailstones. Then the floor gave way, Bacy Geka last remember was the shock of fe g up down here. This 2 an adventure I didn’t count on when we came out to look the old mill. Well, tae i» and get back to Tom and the girls. : Fred felt in his pocket for his ery rina which he always carried, struck a lucifer and looked around. He found himself at the bottom of a kind of shaft, with a latte Se See out into what he surmised to be the cellar of the mi The hole, however, was barricaded ‘by several dilapidated — barrels full of rubbish. oe saw that he would be obliged to upset one of them out. triking another match to see which barrel he had better tackle for that purpose, he saw what appeared to * a Bood- sized valise crowded in among them. Grabbing hold of it, he yanked it out, and found it very. Wondering what was in it, he lit a third match and looked cS, peal Ey in small black letters, he saw distinctly “Abel _ Ashfield.” that of the at the name with fascinated mae for it was ne bowen ridey aight and Serustay 3 robbed to him, Fred that, lng te tie wei; peve! taken legs the stantly oc mp hes it contained the d oars house the scoundrels committed the i< “My gracious!” he exclaimed, as me mateh e “this is a discovery for fair. hid this can’t be a great way off. C: par iden Dard and.

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eae £ eee ONLY A DOLLAR. - 9 especially in this place, where they could easily do me up. I} Bill was staggered by his associate’s words, and then he ' must make a move quick and try to outwit them.” __ Fred put down the dead man’s valise, and, applying all y. = strength to the first barrel he laid his hands on, toppled it over. Pont ene up the valise, he stepped out of the hole over the wrecked barre ‘ another match, he looked around the cellar for Some means of making his exit from the place. He saw the stairs leading to the trap and walked over to As he put his foot on the lowest stair he heard the sounds of heavy footsteps on the naked boards above. “6 ness! That may be them now. I must hide.” He slipped under the stairway, and a moment later the fee creaked and the trap was raised, letting down a dim Z ee Two men came down. “Close the trap, Bill,” said the first. “You don’t s’pose I’d let it stay open, do you?” growled the other. ; ‘ The speaker-pulled the trap after him, and Fred could hear the two men breathing in the dark within a few feet of him. “Get out your pocket lantern, Bill,” said the first man, as he shuffled forward. _ “We'll open the valise, divide the stuff, and make off by different routes. We can meet at Barney ‘Dolan’s, in Chicago.” “We're takin’ chances’ showin’ ourselves in daylight, Harker.” . Fred caught his breath on hearing the name. oo must be the dead man’s scapegrace nephew, Jim er. S : e - + _ He was either the murderer or the murderer’s accomplice, it mattered little which, for his uncle’s blood was on his hands _ “We can’t help it,” ne an Harker, “That chap with the two girls is more than likely to report our presence in this mill. He acted deuced suspicious to me, giving us that cock- _and-bull story about a friend of his being in the upper story when there wasn’t any one there. We had all we could do to get rid of them.” Sas “They seemed to have some object hangin’ around the place,” replied the man Bill. “They didn’t want to go.” “That’s what makes me skittish about staying here any longer. It’s my opinion we’ll be safer out in the open, and _ that we can’t make a move any too quickly.” The conversation of the rascals rather mystified Fred. Clearly it had not been they who attacked him in the closet. _. Then who were his assailants, and why were they hiding . in the closet? : 5 58 ig __ He recalled the fact that during the brief mix-up his im- pression was that his attackers were boys. _ He now felt pretty certain that he had not been mistaken, _ Why several boys should have been hiding in the closet, _and why they should have assaulted him the way they did, Was a mystery that was Lag tn his comprehension. i, “We'll have to make two dles apiece of the swag,” said ill. “Then we had better hide in the woods till it gets dark.” “We can do that. Bring your lantern this way. One of _ these barrels has fallen over. I don’t see how that could have happened. They were all right when we left here to get _ something to eat in town.” i i __ “T hope there hain’t been any one here nosin’ around while -- We were away,” said Bill, in an anxious tone. : _“T don’t see what should bring any one down into this _ cellar,” replied Harker. | : f It ain’t a place people are likely to go snoop- _ Fred saw the speaker flash his pocket lantern about the barrels and then heard Harker utter a fierce imprecation. 22 ise isn’t here. It’s gone,” he said. “Gone!” gasped Bill. — oF “Yes, gone,” papied Harker, with more hard language. “Tt it have fallen behind the barrels.” Bis ager. a ; the barrel ed se a: ga alah directed of the bull’s eye all around ny, ’t there,” sai ‘Harker. en it may buried under this rubbish,” suggested Bill. |: drels. hurried up began pulling away the dirt from around the barrel. Finding no sign of the valise, he lifted up the barrel +o its former position and looked again. : Then he began to make use of some language that wouldn’t look well in print. : “I'll bet we’ve been taken in by that young chap. with the girls,” he roared. “He had another fellow with him, just as he claimed, but instead of bein’ upstairs the fellow was in the cellar. He was down here rummagin’ around when we came on the other rooster with the two girls. What were they doin’ in the passage if they wasn’t keepin’ watch? And they didn’t want to make a move, neither, when you spoke to them. As soon as they seen we meant to stay the chap fools us with his yarn about his friend bein’ upstairs. Then they went up- stairs to find him. We heard him callin’ to the other fellow a number of times. Til bet that was a signal of some kind. Then look how long they stayed up there, until you had to go up and rout ’em down: It’s plain enough now that the fellow in the cellar found the valise and sneaked with it while we were watchin’ the others.” “How could he get out of this the passage all the time?” asked outlet in the rear.” “He must have got away, unless he’s here yet.” _ As Bill uttered the last words, Fred suddenly realized the danger of his position. lace and we standing in Sakae. “There isn’t any CHAPTER Vit. FRED COMES IN FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS. Harker, as if impressed by his ecompanion’s words, began to. flash the light about the cellar. : I’m afraid I’m in for it,” thought Fred uneasily. Fortunately for him, they started their investigations at . the other end of the place, and Fred decided to make an effort to escape while they were so employed. He came out from the shelter of the stairway, softly mounted the steps, pushed up the trap, placed the valise on al a and then followed, closing the trap as softly as he could, His exit was not observed. x Taking up the valise, he made his way out of the building on his tiptoes, and then clasping his heavy burden in his arms started down the road toward town as fast as he could go. He saw that. it had been raining heavily recently, and from the position of the sun noted the fact that two or three hours ae o> aes since the time he, Tom, and the girls had come to e mill. . “T must have been unconscious in the cellar for some time after all,” he mused, as he hurried along. “I wonder where the folks are? They were evidently driven away. from the mill by those two rascals, They must be ex ing me to join them somewhere along the trolley line. Well, I’ve got to go to the police station first, turn in this valise, and put the officers onto those c s, who, without doubt, are the murderers of Abel Ashfiel The crime has done them no good, for I’ve got their plunder away from them. I s’pose © my name will in the peers now. I ’t say that I’m stuck on that. But I’m mighty glad I euchered those scoun- I can tell who one ef the murderers is, anyhow, and I'll be able to identify both if they are caught. There’s one thing I’d like to know, and that is who the boys were that were in the closet. They were not there for any good purpose, that’s certain.” . 4 Just then Fred sighted two persons coming up the street at a rapid gait. , ; When they got closer Fred, with great satisfaction, recog- nized his friend Tom. | ; : : The other was a policeman. Fred waved his winded. : cw Tom gave a shout, pointed him ir. We found a thin tye me nd and set the valise down, for he was

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19 *+ —- --- -) ~ ONLY A “TI wasn’t hurt at all, though I was knocked insensible. I Hane on an old mattress which was at the bottom of the s = + “Gee! You were lucky. Eva will be pleased to death to find that nothing has happened to you. She’s been so wor- ried about you that we didn’t know what to do with her.” “Is that so?” asked Fred, rather delighted that he was an object of so much interest to the girl whom he thought a whole lot of. “Say, where did you get that valise?” asked Tom. “I found it in the mill cellar. By the way, officer, you heard about the murder of Abel Ashfield, haven’t you?” “I should say I have. Half our force are out hunting the neighborhood for some trace of the murderers.” “Well, there are two of them, and they were in the cellar of the old mill about fifteen minutes ago.” “What!” exclaimed the policeman, with an incredulous look. ‘Tm Fiving you straight goods,” replied Fred.. “Here’s the proof of it. is valise belonged*to Abel Ashfield—there’s his name on it—and I guess from its weight that it contains the stolen property from the old man’s safe.” The officer was astonished. 4 : He saw right away that Fred was giving him the exact facts of the case. He took up the valise and admitted that it was heavy enough to contain a lot of valuable plunder. “How did you get possession of this?” “It’s too long a sory to tell you now if you expect to go after the rascals who killed Abel Ashfield: “You say there are two of them?” . “Yes, and one is Jim Harker, the old man’s nephew.” “Say, Fred,” exclaimed Tom suddenly, ‘I’ll bet those were the chaps that made the girts and me leave the mill.” “Those were the ones,” replied Fred. “If the girls had suspected that at the time they’d have had a fit. ey’d have run right out into the storm.” “What storm? What are you pune about ?” “What am I talking about? he 9 there was a big thun- derstorm an hour or more a Didn’t you hear the thunder?” “Not a bit. I must have unconscious all h it.” “Well, it was a corker. The girls were almost frightened to death. It shook the mill from roof to cellar.” “T didn’t know a thing about it. I noticed, however, that it had been sates ; “Raining! ell, I should say. It simply poured down for about halfran hour. I thought it never would let up. When it was over those rascals chased.us out of the mill, and we came on to town to notify the police about your mysterious dis- a mee, and to get assistance to search the building through for you.” “Where are the girls?” “At the police station.” ~ “Well, officer,” asked Fred, “are you g>ing to the mill after those murd “ae desperate resistance, I don’t think I’d better return to the station, and you can tell your “But the villains will get away in the meantime,” replied “We'll have to chance that. Come on. I'll carry the So they started off for the police station. Wh entered the station, accompanied by Tom and ‘the cts, Eva fairly ran into his arms, she was so delighted to see him looking as usual. : “Oh, Fred, where did you go? Do tell me.” on yh exploring expedition,” he grinned. “Why, what ou mean? : took an : into the cellar.” “Then you did fall through that hole in the closet?” ‘Z that’s about the size of it, Eva, though the hole there I was yanked into the place.’ “It wasn’t there? And what do you mean by saying that ‘yanked into the closet ?” she asked in a puzz ‘ou said the officer, who had placed the on the residing officer’s desk, “step up and tell the captain your story’ im policeman sta to him from the n B scig die cates the mill and went to the second of inv : ‘ ene. him cellar at the critical moment with the ry to the cap- on his nerve in stealing ey ee way. valise in his there, DOLLAR. hand, and assured him that his conduct would be favorably reported to the Leesburg authorities. ‘ t The four young people then left the police station to get their belated dinner, after which they took a car for home. The morning papers had the full story of Fred’s adventure in the old mill at Plainville which resulted in the recovery yee ihn the stolen property taken by the murderers of Abel shfield. : The valise contained $20,000 in money, $10,000 worth of diamonds, and other precious stones, several mortgage papers, and Abel Ashfield’s will, made out in favor of his brother’s oe George Ashfield, and cutting off James Harker with one ollar. Harker and his companion Bill were not captured by the Plainville police when they subsequently searched the mill and the woods in that direction. The rascals had taken time by the forelock and made their escape.’ As soon as George Ashfield heard of the murder of his uncle he came to Leesburg and made arranagements for the funeral. He did this out of respect to his father’s brother, and with- out any idea that he would be any great gainer by it. The discovery of the old miser’s ‘will, however, among the recovered property made a whole lot of difference to him. He immediately took charge of the estate as the acknowl- edged _ heir, and almost the first thing -he did was to pre- sent Fred Towne with $1,000 as an evidence of his-appre- ciation of what he owed the boy, for had not Fred recovered the valise the will, as well as the property, would have been lost to him, and he would only have n entitled to a half interest in his uncle’s house. Fred put the money in a savings bank, and when he showed the book to Eva he said: “My luck, you see, started with that dollar I won racing with the Pacific Express, It was only a dollar, but it’s netted me so far $1,050.” y “Do you expect it to put any more in your way?” asked Eva, laughing. “Do 1? I wouldn’t be surprised if it made me a millionaire one of these days.” CHAPTER IX. JUDE HEARS SOMETHING HE DOESN’T LIKE. Jude Ferguson and Slatts Morton, who was a Gordon press feeder, were much surprised to see Fred Towne walk into the office on Monday morning same as usual. They had not expected to see him turn up for a week, if he ever did again, for they had figured that the fall he got would knock him out badly. , Neither had read the morning paper containing the story of the recovery, through Fred, of the dead miser’s property, “As there are two of them, and I dare say they'll put up a| and they did not learn about the matter until a pressman alone, We'll spoke about it in Morton’s hearing, and he immediately beck- oned Jude over to his press and told him. . p Ferguson wouldn’t believe it at first, but he found on in- vestigation that the story was true. “Instead of injuring Towne,” he said to Morton later on, “it looks to me that we put him in the way of.doin’ a bi thjng and gettin’ his name in the papers. It makes me si to think of the luck that fellow has had lately. First he wins that dollar, of which I ought to have had half, and now he has made a sort of hero of himself, Some ngeple get e = thing in this world,” said Jude, with a look of disgust, e others get nothin’. It’s a bum world.” ~ “What you goin’ to do about it?” asked Morton. “Oh, ll reach‘him yet. The gang will help me out.” “Chase yourself, now. The foreman has his eye on us,” Jude walked away and' Morton kept on feeding the a he was at, which hadn’t stopped for a moment during the brief — conversation. ‘ Fred was the talk of the printing office that morning. The compositors shook hands with him and congratulated him upon what he had done. “The Plainville police never would have recovered that stolen property,” said one of the compositors when Fred went into his alley for a line of. type to complete a job he was help- ing another printer on. ose chaps would have got away with it, just as they’ve got away them lg “That may be,” admitted Fred; “but after all it was just e luck that put me in the way of the valise. If I hadn’t allen, down that shaft, I never would have known it was oes t

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ONLY A DOLLAR, 11 all right; but look at the merve you showed in| men, he’s always given satisfaction. On the other hand, the maliong off with it meant under the noses of the rascals.) comps always have a kick coming ovef you. Either you delay . -That’s what counts. “saving $30,000 worth of money and valuables.” “7 wouldn’t’ refuse it if it came my way,” grinned the boy. _ “1 should say not.’ _ Fred, having set the line he was after, left the alley. That morning Gregg calléd Fred to his desk and surprised him by saying that he was going to get another errand boy, and that hereafter he meant to keep him at the case. “After this week your wages will be six dollars,” added the foreman. é a oe you, sir,” replied Fred, delighted at his advance- men ‘The reason for his promotion was because Gregg was satis- fied that Towne could do as well as a certain $12 hand he had, and as Mr. Koop was always at him about running the office as economically as possible, he had decided to discharge ‘the man and save $6 on the weekly payroll. . He would have liked to have got rid of his brother-in-law, ‘too, for in his opinion Jude didn’t earn his wages, but he = care to raise a ruction in his domestic circle by letting go. As soon as the compositors heard, about Fred’s raise they pve their congratulations and expressed their satisfac- re. _. Before the week was out he received the $1,000 from George d alluded to in the previous chapter, but he didn’t men- ba this piece of good luck to any one but Tom Benedict se of seerecy, and the Valentines. i _ Fred and Eva were drawn more than ever together by thc adventure at the mill. ©. _The girl had given such strong evidences of her regard for him that the boy was*more attentive to her than ever, muct. to the satisfaction of Mrs. Valentine, whd, now that Fred was worth $1,000, had been promoted in his business, and was undeniably smart and a nice boy, an to figure on hei young as an excellent propositioin for her daughter in the future. When Jude discovered that Fred had been raised both ir position. and wages he was: wild with rage.’ ig He made a kick to Gregg, but got no satisfaction. “T don’t know what you see in that Towne,” he growled to his brother-in-law at the supper table that night. “You’ve ba es3 him as good as me, and I’ve been a year longer in the iness than he. You ought to give me a couple of more dollars.” . “ __ “J would if you were worth it, but you ain’t,” replied Gregg frankly. : “7 don’t see why I ain’t worth more’n Towne,” answered Jude _discontentedly. : re are a lot of things you don’t see,” replied the fore- man, impatiently. “You give me more trouble in a week ‘than Towne does in a year.” ? ; 5 “Is that so?” sneered. Jude. “I thought you didn’t like “I don’t like him much, but I’m not running the office on y likes oe a It’s up to me to make the best show- I can, and Towne is a mighty smart young printer. I . you were half as satisfactory, if you want to know my on. It is only the fact that you’re my brother-in-law that ay ou ought to get a good reward for| the job by your slowness, or you have to set a line over two or three times before it will answer. Now, I'll give you fair warning, that unless you do better right away, Towne is going to show you up by his work. Then Koop will want to know why I’m keeping you. You had better understand right now that, I’m not going to hurt my chances on your account. You’ll never have a better opportunity to get ahead than you’re having now under me, and if you ain’t a fool altogether you'll sit up and take notice.” tig those words Gregg finished his supper and left the table. This wasn’t the first nor the second time that he had pulled Jude over the coals for one thing or another at. the office, but it was the first time he had intimated that Fergu- son’s hold on his job was so insecure. _Jude was disgusted at his brother-in-law’s attitude toward > ng and set-up a kick with his sister, who had always stood y him. ‘ _ Mrs. Gregg, however, was beginning to wake up to the fact hat her brother wasn’t the ill-used person he had so long represented himself to be. She had been accustomed to take issue with her husband over Jude and stand up for him, reason or no reason; but at heir last run-in on the tiresome subject, Mr. Gregg had got nad and said such plain truths about Jude that Mrs. Gregg weakened. “Well, why don’t you attend to business?” replied his sis- Pn es oh “Jim says you aren’t worth your salt in the 2 . “He said that, did he?” snarled Jude. “He did. Now, after what he just said to you at the table, * looks to me as if you don’t seem to care whether you get shead or not. I can’t be fighting with Jim all the time on jour account. I’ye something else to do.” She got up and began to clear off the table. Jude was mad clear through. He counted on his sister, and now it looked as if she, too, + vas going back on him. _ Being naturally ignorant of the ins and outs of the print- ing business, she was unable to see through her brother’s fake excuses, and thus he had been able to work on her sym- ee but it looked now as if he had reached the limit of his ull. . Jude said something under his breath that his_ sister wouldn’t have been pleased to have heard, and snatching up his hat went out to hunt up some of his gang. ; CHAPTER X. JUDE. AND HIS FRIEND SLATTS GET IT IN THE NECK. Jude knew in his heart that Fred would make him look like thirty cents in the comparison of their work. For that reason, if for no other, he hated Towne worse than ever. : e, He was sore on his brother-in-law for promoting Towne, and thus putting him in a position to show him (Jude) up. Instead of resolving to apply himself with more diligence to acquiring an insight into the trade, he devoted his thoughts to scheming against Fred. “If I could only get him out of the office somehow, I’d be all right,” he mused.. “There isn’t any use of me expectin’ Jim to fire him, for he won’t. I must get around it some — other way. Slatts will help me, for he doesn’t like Towne no more’n me. I'll go around to Slatt’s house and talk the matter over with him.” : ‘ Goes He met Morton coming out of the very humble dwelling where he lived. ; ; “Where you bound, Slatts?” he asked. “Where do you s’pose?” replied Morton. the clubhouse. d . “I’m with you,” said Jude. he data 4" __ The clubhouse in question was the rendezvous of the Hawks,” on the outskirts of the town, f a_mile “his grievance’ On the way Jude enlarged te “I’m bound for me oe i 1 ee: away.

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ythe office. 12 ‘ “How will you?” asked Morton in surprise. : peerenson Jude told him what Gregg said at the supper able. Morton was smart enough to see the point. He was aware that his companion was no great shakes of a printer. He also knew that Towne was uncommonly clever at the business, for he had heard the men say so a2 score of times. Under these circumstances Jude’s lack of ability was bound to attract the attention of Mr. Koop, who was always snoop- ing around the composing and press rooms when he was in the office. As a matter of fact, the proprietor had observed Ferguson’s methods already, and had called his foreman’s attention to the fact, but Gregg had covered up Jude’s delinquencies in order to save him. ; . Mr. Koop had also noticed Fred’s activity and constant dili- gence, and had likewise pointed the boy out to Gregg as one deserving of encouragement. Consequently, when the foreman proposed to advance the bey to the case and raise him to $6, the proprietor nodded approvingly. “You'd better put up a better bluff than you’ve been doin’,” said Morton. ane you don’t, I think I see your finish. There’s no gettin’ away from the fact that Towne can set type all around you.” ; “Yah!” snarled Jude. “I thought you was a friend of mine?” “So ‘I am, but I can’t go behind what everybody knows in You know blamed well that you couldn’t seta decent-lookin’ job to save your life. Look at that card you put together this mornin’.” “What about it?” snorted Ferguson. “Why, the reader almost had a fit when he saw the proof.” “How do you know he did?” “ “J was standin’ at “his desk waitin’ for him to revise a press-proof of a bililhead I had on my jobber. He looked at . your job, then at your name, and then he showed it to his copyholder. Egan looked at it and said, ‘Rotten!’ ‘T’ll have to show this to Gregg,’ said the reader; ‘he'll never stand for ’ that. ‘Grege must have turned it over to somebody else to | - ae 4 ' se ! iS Sen reset, for it was put on my-press afterward to work off, and it looked as different as daylight and darkness from the way you had ite i Jude didn’t make any reply, and soon afterward the two boys reached the old rookery that was used as a meeting- ‘place by the “Night Hawks,” and went up-stairs. ' If any plot was hatched against Fred that night, nothing came of it. - Three weeks passed away and Towne made a fine showing at the work he was put at.. He wasn’t kept altogether at the case, but helped on the stone as well. The chief stone-hand liked the boy very much, and when- ever he had the chance he instructed Fred in his special line. He showed him how to lay out the various forms they were engaged on, explained the relative distances between the head, foot and sides of pages, and showed him how to gauge their potion be a folded sheet of paper on which the form was to Fred wasn’t working at the case, or on the large stones, he was sometimes put at locking up small forms for the job presses. ae nae day one of his forms went to Morton, who, knowing the quoins a little so that the rollers pulled the type up and the spaces with it. a F ; Then he complained to the foreman of the small presses, who, as he expected, told him to. take the form back to the stone and have it fixed. f : - Morton knew that Gregg never liked to see a form brought to be fixed up, so he halloed out to Fred: : “Say, why don’t you lock your forms up right? This one is all.loose. Everythin’ is workin’ up.” him and ‘walked over tolook atit. .« di Fred to be perfect yet, but this ‘send it into pi. i ily, “what do you mean Ww ONLY A DOLLAR. had. locked it up, tried to get him in trouble by loosening | af 1 } . “ —) “Oh, it was,” sneered Gregg. “Looks like it, doesn’t it?” “Somebody must have monkeyed with it,” replied — i stoutly. “I try to do all my work right.” sme you mean to say that I monkeyed with it?” demanded orton. “Are you willing to swear that is the way you got it from me?” : “Yes, I am.” “You saw that it was loose when I handed it to you?” “No. I didn’t notice nothin’ wrong till the rollers pulled the type out.” ; , One of the compositors came up at that moment. “That isn’t Towne’s fault,” he said to the foreman. “I saw Morton loosen up the quoins before he put the chase on the press, and I wondered why he did it.” Gregg, who did not like Morton, demanded to know if he had touched the quoins. ern” however, seeing he was in a hole, began to lie out. of it. The foreman didn’t believe him. This. was the first form locked up by Fred that tnere had ies any complaint about, and that, fact was much in his avor. “Don’t let me catch you at such a.trick again, Morton,” said Gregg, pointedly. “Fix it up,” he added, turning to Fred and then walking away. Fred planted the type down and took up the quoin key to tighten the patent iron wedges. “T’m on to you, Morton,” he said in a low tone. “You tried to get me in trouble over this form. You know there was nothing the matter with it when I gave it to you. If you ge: funny again, I’ll make you sorry for it.” “Yes, you will,” sneered Slatts, with a malevolent look. “I s’pose i Seink ou am it all gyre ate st a Been n’ erguson up, ki your finish will come all right.” $ Areaeti Fred made no reply, but tightened the form, tried it, and handed it to Morton, who went back to the press with it. _“What was the trouble with the form?” asked’ Tom Bene- dict, when Fred went into his alley, stick in hand, to set a line of type. Fred told him, and then added that he guessed it was a put-up job. : “I'll bet it was,” answered Tom. “You want to keep your on skinned for both Slatts and Jude. They'll try to do you if they can.” “They’d better not let me catch them at any funny busi- ness,” said Fred. “I'd go for their scalps quicker than wink- ing. “That’s right. If you need any help, I’ll polish one of them off myself. “You needn’t hunt for trouble on my account, Tom. I can look out for myself.” ; That afternoon Gregg went off at two o’clock to attend a funeral, and one of the compositors was instructed to give work out and Jook after things. room. ude and Slatts Morton chinning behind one of the frames. * j into his office, told him what harge both of the boys that square with the tty Dn He agli big howl to his brother-in-law, but the latter eut hi ° ; : “I told you what you might if you didn’t do hd said Greg. “Mr. 5 ody ee your discharge and it is impossible for me to keep you.” ‘ a: ‘Then G told him how the boss had caught him and Morton loi behind a frame, and that had settled their

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ONLY A DOLLAR. 13 “All right. I’m with you.” CHAPTER XL. | So they entered the a on tiptoes. THE YOUNG INCENDIARIES. 3 - was as wae as soe Saat caves of aie and Bg! : ad to grope their way along, using great caution n On Saturday nights Fred and Tom were accustomed to £0! <tumble over objects that lay about. ; to a gymnasium and practice athletic exercises for the benefit| “ py6 alley ended in a small yard at the back of the printing of their health and to enlarge their muscles. . ,;,| office. ‘ After Fred had -eaten his supper he went to Benedict’s) Phore was not a sign of the intruders anywhere. house to meet him as usual. “Where could they have gone to?” asked Tom. aos. — tes gen ng him, and they started for the gym-) «They must have made their way i one of the tig ; “Th ye’ : cer ¢ “Well.” said Tom. as they walked along, “I’m mighty glad aoe we'd hates bai 2 znd & Sf pee: ni : out Which that Jude and Slatts have been fired from the office. If any-| building they’ve broken into,” said Fred. ever deserved to be bounced it was Jude, but I never! jt didn’t take them long to discover that one of the base- he'd it as long as his brother-in-law was fore-| ment windows under the printing office was open. . man of the office. “They’ve gone in here,” whispered Fred, - didn’t bounce him of his own accord,” replied Fred.| | «pjais what they have. They’re burglars, as sure as you “Tt was boss’s orders.” live. It’s up to us te a OP. J “Well, you go and find one. I'll remain here and watch.” ’ “You’ t plenty rve to do that. They might catch noon chinning behind Benson’s frame. I saw the old man) you han eg pei pty: oe eas: standing behind the sptting-mecnine looking at something |~ «J don’t believe they will. If you're going, get a move on.” hi Tom at once moved off down the alley toward the street pooh ner ow ey and by and by I saw Jude and Morton come| here was a small barrel beside the open basement window, had been watchi “Well, I’m not surprised that Jude got it in the neck at last) son. “I told you that you were dreamin’. pie oS more time doing nothing than) “{ could Save ly I heard steps in this yard,” replied orton. “That’s ri I’ve often wondered how he managed to| « P , himse i on his time alipe: I guess. Gregir must-have cant oes op kin see for yourself that there’s no one here, hel im ou _ é “Ther ’ : ich th ” ite certainly did, or else Jude covered it up with that old hee Prrccens tty jn pe rn ee Al bluff “distribution,” which he could easily work in, secing he! at their presence Sa at that time of the night. was distributing about half his time. “They're up to some piece of wickedness, il bet a hat,” “I could distribute as much type in half a day as he put) breathed Fred. “I’m going to find out- what it is. The: away in a week,” said Fred, with a laugh. “The men always) haven’t qny right to be here,’so late at night especially. t swore that he kept the job cases in rotten shape. It didn’t) wouldn’t be surprised but they’re up to some mischief in the seem to worry him much if he dro half a dozen different | printing office. Maybe they mean to pia lot of our type in Cae ap! having —_ Saye It Sn on be PAL ; 2 just such a mean trick. i them try it an e see wha’ a couple of handfuls of old-style agate, three-nick, into 2| the inside of a ceil in the jail looks like. Z With these remarks in his mind, Fred cept in through the be ay and made his way cautiously poate che in hw, gloom. is intention was to ascend to the printing office, where ~ “I remember it, for I wanted to use the case myself at the| he expect inslls var %6 £01 PS time and epuldn’t. Jude wouldn't have lasted a week in any| chief ed to find Jude and Morton inside up to some mis other printing office. I wonder what he’ll do now? Slatts can get a job feeding at of the cther offices, if there’s a vacancy for a job press feeder, and he can hold his job down if he wants to; but Jude, even if he gets a job, will find it a mai good.” . : He meant to give them both the surprise of their lives, and something in the way of a pounding that they were likely to remember for several days, after which, if they had done a damage, he intended to put the police after them. aatenle: be theaed sounds over in a corner of the cellar unaer the’stairs leading to the oor. “That must be them over there,” breathed Fred. “What are they up to down here?” , te 8 tipped softly over and heard the two boys talking Ss ; in low tones. alf-past ten when they left, and they decided to| _They were evidently doing something, for he saw the dim tter to make They had reached the gymnasium this time, so the sub- ject under discussion was drop - The boys usually remained there until it was time for the ace close up, and this occasion was no exception to the h take a short-cut home. glow of a candle which reflected their forms on. the dirty This carried them up past the rear of Koop’s printing office. wall, and heard the rustling of paper and the occasional split- That part of the town was dark and d at night. tine sound of wood being torn a : rt. The gas lamps were few and far between, and their light} “This is where we get hunk Bape Koop,” chuckled Fergu- i ‘ar. i son. ; ghee ie so Oe De akeleedeetaneapde yn Lea anes, too. sae ee of suspicious, doesn’t it?” iets fight. The whole push will be huntin’ other sits one should be doing in there! “Fred Towne among them. Gee! How I hate that feller!” our place, t el pan get much. oe one pr petted: Fw Re tot ce *round.” the presses, and I don’t think they’d| “I'd like to see them both starve,” was Jude’s charitable reply. , ’ P9 would 1. But no such luck. Now, everythin’s ready.

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“T should say not.” : “Then don’t be so slow. It’s after eleven and we want to get home right away, so we won’t be suspected of havin’ had a hand in this thing.” | “Who'll suspect us?” é “Your brother-in-law might get an idea you were mixed up : in it out of revenge for losin’ your job.” 3 “Why should be? I’m always out nights with the gang.” “Well, are you ready?” asked Morton impatiently. “Sure,” was the reply. “Then here goes old Koop’s printing office.” “Great Scott!” palpitated Fred, who had heard enough of the conversation to give him a pretty clear idea of what was in the wind. “The rascals are going to set the building afire. I must stop this.” He sprang forward with a bound just as Jude and Slatts applied the candle to the pile of paper and wood they had prepared for their nefarious purpose. CHAPTER XII. THE FIGHT IN THE CELLAR. sie Neots, blazed up, throwing a glare for several yards around. The instant the young rascals had set it afire they started to leave the spot, only to find themselves confronted by Fred Towne. : . They fell back with exclamations of consternation and surprise. © this is what you two are doing?” cried Fred, — ing on top of the fire and trying to beat it out with his feet. “You’re a nice pair of rascals.” Morton was the first to recover his self-possession. “Slug him, Jude. It’s Towne. He’ll give us away.” | The speaker sprang on Fred and began to punch him. | ‘Ferguson followed his example a moment later. inte i himself obliged to turn his attention to defend- mself, : EY e had partially extinguished and scattered the burning pile of wood and paper. : ~ The moment his attention was diverted from it, it took hold afresh and blazed up, soon throwing a bright light around the fighting boys. Fred his hands full with the two of them. They were desperately in earnest in their endeavor to get the best of him, for they knew they were in his power, and s crime was a serious one, fs ba Se _ ” Fred’s fist took Jude in the eye and he staggered back with me a am ; i _ He landed on Morton’s jaw with a force that rattled Slatt’s ~ Both, however, came at him in, and in trying to side- step a blow from Ferguson’s fist, Fred tripped over the cellar eat down on them. ae d, holding FA =: le orton jum on him at once, and, holdi _ him down, tried to oak take f Morton was in the only available position to do any effec- tive work, and Fred quickly grabbed him by the wrists and "Jude reached for a piece of wood and whacked Towne along- ' ee ear with it. “Dy = lig aie 2” cried Fred, Ble scieshd tok ; you \ m e?” cri who could no’ 10 eae’ onslaught. a ‘ ill you swear not to give us away if we let up on you?” pt i won't,” ‘answered’ Fred, suddenly upsetting Morton rolling over on top of him. him, Jude,” cried Slatts. “He’s got me down. Break e stick down on Towne’s head. 4 ; ONLY A DOLLAR. He made his way into the cellar again, though his head was bleeding from a deep gash inflicted by Jude’s blow, and, going over to the stairs where the blaze was beginning to assume dangerous proportions, he started in to extinguish it. It was not an easy proposition he had on his hands. The smoke half choked him, and he reeled around like a drunken boy. The fire was getting the best of him in spite of his efforts, when fortunately Tom appeared with an officer. Not seeing Fred, they looked in at the cellar window and saw the reflection of the growing blaze. ~ “My gracious!” exclaimed Tom. “The place is on fire.” They lost no time making their entrnace and rushed over Ss tg Fred, smoke-begrimed and bleeding, was fighting the fire. “Why, Fred!” cried Tom. “Help me put it out,” gasped Towne, looking ready to drop, _Tom and the policeman, recognizing the seriousness of the situation, jumped in at once, and after a desperate struggle that lasted fifteen minutes they succeeded in turning the scale and putting out the fire. é As soon. as the last of the lighted wood was reduced to a smoking mass, Fred fell inst the stairs in a faint. Tom and the policeman bore him into the yard, and Bene- dict endeavored to revive him while the officer returned to the cellar to make certain that the fire was wholly out. Tom dashed some rain-water into Fred’s face and that brought him to his senses. ; “Gee! You look like a wreck, Fred. You’ve got a cut over your ear and another on the top of your head. How did you get them?” “Ferguson hit me twice with a piece of wood.” “Ferguson!” exclaimed Tom in astonishment. “Where did you meet him?” “In the cellar.” ) “You don’t mean it.” “T do. The fellows we took for burglars were Jude and Morton. They started that blaze to burn out the printing office in revenge for their discharge.” “Go on!” cried Tom, almost incredulously. “Tt’s a fact. They heard us out here, and after you went off they came to the window to look out. I was hiding behind that barrel and they didn’t notice me. When-they went back I followed them, discovered what i Bt up to, and jumped in just as they started the blaze. ey attacked me like a pair of savages, but I think I should have got the better of them only I fell over the stairs. That put me at a disad- vantage, and Jude hit me twice with a stick while Morton held me down. Then they dragged me out here, left me and scooted.” “Well, I never thought those chaps were so bad. They'll be sent to a reformatory for this night’s work.” oe the policeman joined them, Fred told his story to m. } ' “This is a mighty serious matter for those young scamps,” he said. “You must come with me to the station and tell your story to the officer in charge. He’ll send a couple of men out to arrest them.” t So Fred and Tom wént with the policeman. to the police station, about eight blocks away. Fred repeated his story, which was supplemented by the evidence of Benedict and the officer. A statement of the case was entered on the blotter, from which it was subsequently copied and enl upon by the _ boasted reporters of the morning dailies, of which L rg bo three, and duly appeared under appropriate scareheads on the following morning. . ~ Fred and Tom volunteered to pilot the two policemen de tailed to arrest Jude and Morton to the homes of the boys.. Before starting off, Fred had-his head bandaged up at a neighboring drug store. , On reaching s house, one of the officers pounded loudly on the front door. : ie family pe es : yee setired, Tee the racket aroused _ e foreman of Koop’s printery, e€ opened an upper window and stuck his hea@ pods ai 4: : : ; pleasant tone, rather — the officer, below.

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T -§ & ee “T am.” ‘ “Has Jude been getting himself into trouble?” asked the foreman. “Did you come here to arrest him?” ; “T did. Now, don’t keep us waiting, but come down and let us in.” Gregg shut down the window, and in a few mfnutes he opened the front door. “Jude is not home,” he said. “I just looked in his room. You may go up if you insist on doing so.” % “You are certain he’s not in the house?” said the police- man. “I am certain he’s not in his room or my room, You can look the rest of the house over and convinee yourself. He went out after supper and we haven’t seen him since.” yr The two officers looked the house over, Gregg’s own sleep- ing apartment excepted, while Fred and Tom remained in the background. Jude was not found, 5; The party then left, but one of the policemen took up his Post in the shadow of a_ building on the opposite side of the way to watch for the young rascal’s return. The rest went on to Morton’s home. Morton’s father, a section-hand on the railroad, came to the door and said his son had not come home yet. : emits the policeman, he, too, wanted to know if his got into trouble. . received no direct satisfaction other than that Slatts was wanted at the station-house. The second policeman also took up a position to’ watch the Morton house, while Fred and Tom, having done all that was expected of them, left him and started for their Homes. “Jude and Slatts are up against aed fair,” said Tom. “They deserve all that’s coming to them. If it hadn’t been that we fortunately detected them entering the alley, Mr. poers rinting office would have been burned down ore § ‘mn we and the other compositors, not ‘to speak of the employees of the pressroom, would have been out of work.” Yes, I guess we would,” replied Tom. “I wonder if they realized that they were committing a very serious crime?” “I should judge that they didn’t care what they did so long as rg got square with Mr. Koop.” “It is evident they drew a line at murder, at any rate, or they wouldn’t have dragged you out of the cellar. It’s my on that the officers won’t catch them to-night. Ten c to one they’ve left town, knowing that they’d be arrested as soon as you recovered your senses and informed on them.” Fred agreed with him, and soon afterward they parted company at Tom’s door. ~ CHAPTER XIII. A STARTLING ENCOUNTER, Tom Benédict was right when he said that Ferguson and Morton were not likely to be arrested that night, and that had fled the town. ‘Next morning, when their respective families read the paper, ey knew iy at gi were wanted Dy ibe Lage } sister nearly ysterics over the disgrace had on her brother, to whose many failings she had en for so 3 Pape her eyes. Gregg, consideration of his wife’s feelings, had little to on the matter, but he thought a good deal, nevertheless, had suspected for some time that Jude was a bad boy pes tg, Pome teen ys, cg in 4 . Koop’s first intimation t his property had been in danger was received from the mo pater. - - ter reading the story y, he went to the station- house for further particu but could get no more light there on the subject, so he called around to, see Fred Towne. Fred had dy told a very exciting story of his night’s adventure to alentines. ; . - Eva had been much alarmed when she saw his head ban- : se after he came downstairs to breakfast. i e assured her that the gash would soon hea}, and that it would amount to nothing. When Mr. Koop called, about ten o’clock; he was invited _ into the little parlor and Fred was notified of his presence. “Well, young man,” said Mr. Koop, when Sa as ht. I am “it seems that you saved my printing office last 7 foe roti ob ations to you. shall see a you are suitably rewarded. =! Shes ee rosa} “Tom Benedict and the police officer deserve as much credit ae - 7° ONLY A DOLLAR. a ~ 15

Gregg grinned when he heard what they watited, | He happened to be in good humor, as eve off to his liking that day: and as there was not an # not and ask his 1 * would to wait on Mr, Grege, twa days be- Fred would have been just as lueky had he not

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‘16 _ ONLY A DOLLAR. ‘ abundance of work in the office he saw a saving of nearly $5 on the weekly payroll, so he told them they could go, and they could get their money Friday night. _ This was very satisfactory to the young people, so they made their arrangements to attend the picnic. It was to be held on a wooded island down the river, about _ ten miles from Leesburg, and a steamer had been engaged to . take the Sunday-school scholars and their friends to the island and back. ___ Fred, with Eva looking her prettiest, and Tom, escorting _ Edith, who was got up regardless, arrived at the wharf in time to pick out the four best seats in the bow of the steamer, and in due time the boat, well crowded, left her dock and headed down the stream. “Isn’t this just too delightful for anything?” exclaimed ith, as the musicians began to tune up their instruments near by. “It’s all to the good,” replied Fred. “We’ve escaped a warm day’s work in the office, and will have nothing to do but enjoy ourselves as much as we-can.” : “Tt’s a cold day when I can’t enjoy myself on an affair of this kind,” chi in Tom, with 4 chee rin. sf a sine) going to be dancing,” said Eva. “And I do love ce. “With Fred,” said Tom slyly. “Oh, with anybody that’s nice,” ush, . “Well, how do I suit?” chuckled Tom. “You will have to get Edith’s permission first.” “Oh, come off! I’m not tied to her apron strings.” “3 ’t you?” tittered Eva. “I thought you were her ex- clusive property.” . “You did, eh? How about Fred and yourself? You nearly had a fit the day we went to Plainville and he fell through the hole in the closet.” replied Eva, with a deep F ped the girls and boys resumed their words. the music a \ magpies. chattering like a lot o: And thus the time was passed until the island was reached and all debarked and hurried to the grove. ered had eaten the good things they brought the for a stroll up the island, which was a ‘and narrow one. rare : , entirely covered by trees, which grew very hard for two couples, like the boys to get separated when one pair lagged not notice. for some time that Tom and out of sight. ; diseover that they were alone they were at the extremity of the island. at last, “we've lost Tom and Edith. ee Ue ae ee | 2 rey Z beard A second oe | face followed, and the two men _ looked at the young people. ‘ , ey stepped softly out of the bushes and advanced upon eon Bl sae ‘dough ah across" a were both seized by the men, who their mouths, the grove where most of the picnickers | £ . 8 f 4 7 ee Zz “£ : | gisk Est § Se It was a disquieting situation for Fred, and a,terrifying one for Eva. : , What were these men, aided by Fred’s personal enemies, going to do with them? CHAPTER XIV. THE TABLES TURNED. Fred, when he was first seized, had started to put up a _ struggle, but he soon discovered that Jim Harker had muscles of steel, and that he was practically powerless in his grip. dan? for Eva, she could do nothing in the grasp of the man Lil, Addressing Jude and Morton, Harker ordered them to each get hold of one of Fred’s legs and help carry him off. With grins of satisfaction they obeyed, and then Harker started with his prisoner for the bushes. Bill followed with Eva, and in this order the procession moved off. P A short distance behind the fringe of bushes was a little creek, and in this creek lay a large catboat, her mast hidden among the trees. a The prisoners were carried on board the boat and into the cabin, where they were released, and the sliding door shut upon them after their captors had withdrawn. There was a locker that looked like a lounge on either side of the cabin; and on one of these Fred had been placed, while Eva was left on the other. " As soon as their enemies went into the cockpit outside and shut the sliding door, Eva ran over to Fred and, throwing one arm around his neck, looked into his face. “Do you think they will keep us on board this boat some time?” she asked anxiously. a 4 Er that’s their intention. In fact, judging from the soun hear, I am afraid that they propose to carry us away from the island right away.” “If they do that, Fred,” said Eva nervously, “we'll not be able to get home. How could we get off the island if the steamer went off without us?” “Tf that was all I expected to have to worry about, in con- néction with this matter, I wouldn’t feel a bit broken up, for I'd find a way to get off this island and take you with me.” “How could ‘ic if they left us here?” “TI can’t explain now but I’d manage it somehow. We’re in the river now. Do you hear them raising the sail ?”~ “Yes, yes.” : . 5 ¥ “Well, we’re leaving the island, all right. What their next move will be is a matter of considerable interest to me. I wonder if we could find ek in this cabin that would ~ help us stand those rascals off? we had a couple of stout pieces of wood that would answer for cudgels I think we could prevent those chaps from entering the cabin. The door is too narrow for them to make a combined rush. They can only get in one at a time. Now, a good club apiece, or even one club in my hands, would give them a whole lot of- trouble. Look in that locker on the other side and see what’s in it. I’M examine this one. Perhaps luck will stand by us.” “I don’t know what you mean by a locker, Fred,” said va. od “Why, the space under these lounges. See, there’s a flap that lets down.” ( ; : Fred suited the action to the word by opening the locker on which they had been sitting. A shrill of satisfaction ran through the boy’s nerves for the very first thing he saw was a revolver lying on top of a Fated : of . x ‘ f He grabbed it up in a twinkling. © ; : “THis is fine! he exclaimed.’ “Tcouldn’t ‘have asked anything better. Now I’ll be able to stand them off in shape, for every chamber is loaded with a half-ounce_ Eva was also greatly pleased that they had something to defend themselves with, _ There was nothing else in the locker that was of any use te them. : ; “Well, let’s 1 ing for you to help to run against one.” _ Fred ope the opposite locker was” ) sia pens . ook in the other. A knife would be better me out with,” he said. “Nobody bie lo f

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care. is vope in hand. At length the boat reached the entrance to the river. ONLY A DOLLAR. eee | - . SF ST 4 Jude and Morton did not dare object, and they started off,| The captain called up several of his hauds and had the prisoners removed to the steamer, secured und placed in the hold, that is except Harker, who was so dangerously wounded “Jump eboard, you chaps, by way of the bow, and hoist the| that he was carried to one of the small staterooms and a s2il,” eried Fred to Jude and Morton. ‘hey both hesitated to obey this order, for they had re- cevered their self-possession and were calculating on making their escape. “}'ll give you half a minute to do as I order you. hold oft, I'll put a bullet through your leg or arm.” That gcttled the matter. E mae they sprang aboard, one after the other, and hoisted the sail. As we have already remarked, the breeze was quite light, and the cat-boat went along on her return course at no great speed. : “Sit down where you are and keep quiet,” said Fred to Jude Tf you ‘and his companion. “Say, what are you goin’ to do with us?” asked Morton. “T think it’s abort time you two returned to Leesburg,” replied Fred. “We don’t want to go there,” objected “Morton. ashore and we'll never trouble you any mare.” “Shut up,” replied Fred. “I’ve heard enough from you.” Morton turned to Jude and -the two entered into a low conversation. “Just keep your eye on them, Eva. They'll try to work some dodge if they can, and I don’t mean toegive them the opportunity if I can help it.” “What are you going to do, Fred?” asked the girl. “Ym going to keep on up to the wharf where the steam- boat is lying and have the captain of the boat take charge of these chaps.” : At that moment the sliding door was pushed wide open and Jint Harker sprang out, closely followed by Bill. . Each held a bottle by the neck, and there was blood in their eves. . “Put us CHAPTER XVI. CONCLUSION. : Seeing him in conversation with Eva, they thought they would be able to take him off his guard by a sudden rush. aoe made a mistake, however, in the boy they were dealing wi He was not off his rd a single instant, and the moment Harker sprang—out at him he raised his revolver and de- liberately fired at the ruffian. ; reo ts Harker depres his hand to his breast, and with a cry stag- gered and fell in his tracks. : : “Now, you go back,” said Fred to Bill, “or I'll give you.a of the same m - The rascal saw’ that he was at the boy’s mercy, so he backed into the cabin and pulled the slide to again. Eva had uttered a startled cry when Harker and his com- panion burst out on them, and another when Fred fired the shot that laid the murderer out. “He brought it on himself,” said Fred. “I simply had to fire. In another moment he would have brained me with that bottle. ~ “Do you think he will die?” asked the girl... “T don’t know whether he will or not; and if it wasn’t that I don’t like to have any man’s blood on my hands, I wouldn’t ‘Such scoundrels are better in their graves than on carth, where their presence is a constant menace.” had sprung to their feet when the men dy oa Sian See e it withou er. 2 of Bill convinced the picnic party on the island, and great excitement alon, re. ; the boat alongside the steamer, there was a crowd of boys on hand to see what was mate to come here, I’ve eld.” be og murderers of Abel Ashfield. ____The mate hurried off to see the captain, and presently that / { ' a a nay —————$$———<—_— . superficial examination made of his wound. He was made as comfortable as possible under the cireum- stances, and a man sent off to a neighboring village to get a doctor to attend him. The physician, when he arrived, extracted ‘the ball and bound the wound up. , ; Two hours later the boat reached her wharf at Leesburg. The hoes were summoned to take saree of the prisoners. Jim Harker was removed to the station-house in an express wagon, and Fred and Eva had to go along with the party in order to give the police an account of the affair. The town had offered a reward of $1,000 for information leading to the arrest and conviction of Harker and Bill, and this was subsequently paid over to Fred. Mr. George Ashfield had also offered a reward of $5,000 for the same purpose, and Fred got that, too, after the rascals were tried and convicted, Bill was allowed to turn State’s evidence, and he got off with twenty years in the State prison, while Jim Harker was eventually executed for his crime. 9 Jude Ferguson and Morton were tried, convicted, and sent to a reformatory for a term of several years. Mr. Koop seemed to have taken quite a fancy to Towne, and he was delighted to learn that the young firebugs had been captured through Fred’s plucky efforts. After their conviction he presented the young printer with a god watch and chain, and assured him that he had a steady job in the office as long as he chose to stay there. Fred continued to attend strictly to advancing himself in his business, and by the first of the following year "he had im- proved so much that Mr, Koop advanced him to $12 per week, which was as much as he paid a couple of his men jobbers, The average Bey a regular hands received was $15, only one man getting In the course of time one of the organizers of the Thter- national Typographical Unjon came to Leesburg and suc- ceeded in establishing a union, [t led to a general strike in town for higher wages and - shorter hours, ’ Nearly all of Koop’s eusployees, including Fred and Tom, had joined the union, and as Mr. Koop refused to grant their demands they quit work. . Finally, one morning the papers announced the sudden death of Mr. Koop, from heart failure. The widow tried to run the office, but did not find it a profitable job. Fred heard that it was to be sold at public auction. 5 ‘He immediately called on Mrs, og and made her an offer for the office, agreeing to pay $5,000 down and the balance in certain equal payments covering several years. His offer was As soon as Fred got possession he notified his union that hereafter “Koop’s Printing Office,” oe same of which he pro- posed to retain, would be a strictly union shop, and there was great rejoicing among the craft at the next meeting. Fred put Tom in as foreman of his composing-room, hired as many of the old hands as would return as soon as trade warranted it, and started out to build up the business to its former proportions. 7 And he-did build it up until every co in the house was ening Perry time, and every job that he turned out bore the union label. To-day “Koop’s Printing House” is the largest, not only in Leesburg, but in that section of the State, and Fred Towne is considered one of the solid men of the town. He has a fine residence on the suburbs, and it is hardly necessary to say that Eva is mistress of it. . Tom is superintendent of the entire business, and his home, which is not far from Fred’s, is presided over by Edith, whose name once was Clark. In a gold frame, hanging against the wall of Fred’s library, is a large silver coin. Both Fred and his wife would rather part with anything else-in the house than that, for they regard it as their most valued possession, although it is Only a Dollar. « Next week’s issue will contain “PRICE & CO., BOY peti OR, THE YOUNG TRADERS OF WALL SEND POSTAL FOR OUR FREE CATALOGUE r

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 19 CURRENT NEWS The Berlin Lokal Anzeiger announces that the Berlin authorities have issued an order allowing each person a half pound of meat or fat weekly Pending the issuance of meat cards. William G. Atwater, of Meriden, Conn., cele- ‘brated his 102d birthday recently. He is in good health and says he owes his great longevity to the simple life. He never had a highball or smoked a cigarette in his life. He never used tobacco. His only dietetic weakness is a fondness for hasty: pud- (ding. Mr. Atwater has been a faithful member of )the Baptist church since boyhood and reads the Bible daily. Ever since his majority every Demo- cratic candidate for President has received his vote. When fire destroyed the laundry of Joe Wha, Chinaman, at No. 142 Eighth avenue, Homestead, Pa., it failed to destroy the bank in which Joe had stored his savings. Residents of Homestead saw him digging through the ruins of his building after the fire, and a short time later saw him pull out an hurriedly reached into the shoes and produced a roll of bills from each. He had hidden $400 in the shoes. Jack Johnson, the ex-heavyweight champion of the world, has settled down in Spain, having opened a boxing academy in Madrid. It is reported that one of his distinguished patrons is King Alfonso. John- son has had.a couple of contests, too, both taking ‘place at the Grand Theatre, Madrid, where he de- feated Frank Crozier on March 10, and Arthur Gru- han, labelled the heavyweight champion of Spain, on March 25, the Spaniard being knocked out in the ) eleventh round. . Italy is short of lumber, on account of a great falling off in imports since the war, according to the newspaper JI Sole of Milan. As a result, it says, prices to the consumer are triple what they were before the war. Of the lumber imported into Italy during normal times, 77 per cent. came from Aus- tria-Hungary and 12 per cent. from the United States. In 1915, during the months previous to the outbreak of war between Italy and Austria-Hun- gary, the imports from the former dwindled to al- | most nothing. : -C. Spencer of Rockford Township, Kansas, knew ar was a fairly new family of coyotes on his farm that fast were growing to the age of destruc- _ tiver - Recently he made a search for the den, & und it. ‘The young coyotes inside heard their . + ‘ old pair of shoes. He uttered a cry of delight as he the yg, Eee om put up a fight,| him at St. ed. en they were fast inside the| years old, lives in Michigan. ne s. . a oo ” =¥ , 4 sem - A 4 ee RE a Cas, Wit SL Shs a Ds ce can tt den Mr. Spencer walled up the exit and then began digging in from the top. With a spade he dug until he hit the animals, and then shot them to death. He took the scalps of eight young coyotes to the office of H. M. Barrett, County Clerk, where John Chain, Deputy, made out a check to him for $8. The State pays a reward of $1 per head for coyotes. Some of the latest uses to which compressed air is being put are described by Harry Franklin Porter in the Factory. Among these are keeping cutting tools cool while working, blowing dirt and dust from machinery, removing lint from textile mills, raising the nap on heavy fabrics, finishing silk ribbons, polishing metal, forcing the water out of boiler tubes, testing piping for leaks, drying newly coop- ered barrels, drying yarn after dyeing, mixing paints and varnishes, blowing factory whistles, making a room fly-proof by a curtain of rushing air at the entrance, through which no winged thing can pass, and driving machine screws and nuts. After preparing to make a coupling in the Penn- sylvania yards, Altoona, Pa., Brakeman H. Ward Hall slipped from his car and the next instant his right foot was caught in a switch frog. He strug- gled to free himself, but could not. Then he tried frantically to save himself by signalling the en- gineer, who was pushing a train of twenty-four cars toward him, but the man on the locomotive could not see him. When members of his crew found him later, his right arm and right leg had been severed and he was pinned under a big steel car, but still conscious. Every car had run over him. _ He directed the work of the men who were rescuing him, and was rushed to the hospital, where he died four hours later. Abraham Wilcox, of Fort Worth, Tex., 107 years old, died at the home of his son, Edward Wilcox, 606 West Tenth street, after two days’ illness. Prior to that he had enjoyed good health all his life. Grandpa Wilcox, as he was familiarly called, had lived in Forth Worth three years. He came here - when 104 from Mexico. Seventy-seven years ago he came to America from Devonshire, England. He lived in Rochester, N. Y., and later in Michigan, go- ing to Mexico thirteen-years ago, He maintained his age was 115 years, but relatives say this is in- correct. Three times a day it was his custom to drink a toddy. “I was lit up once eighty years ago,” he said in his interview. “A man ought to be careful.” While in Forth Worth he took a walk three times a day. Every Sunday n found

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20 FAME AND FORTUNE WEERLY. HARRY, THE HUSTLER THE BOY WHO WAS HiEADY FOR BUSINESS By GASTON GARNE (A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER XXITI.—(Continued.) Jink kept his own council. He went directly out. on the street, and as he was hurrying toward the “Poodle Dog” saloon, where he hoped to meet one of his fellow -councilmen—-it was the man to whom he was indebted for the fraudulent plans—he ran into Ben Newman, another member of the board. “ello, Dink!” cried Newman. “You are just the very man I want to see. I was on the way to the Rs to look for you. Come in here to Bates’ and ave “No!” replied Dink, shaking his head. “T’ve got no time for that. If you have anything to say to me say it right here.’ Ben Newman was the mayor’s man, and he was also Wicks’ man. Dink would as soon have thought of trusting him as he would a hungry coyote, and Newman knew it, too. “You better listen to me if you feel any interest in them two fellers you have taken up with,” he growled out, “that’s all ’ve got to say.” ~ ' “What two fellers?” retorted Dink, in a half- stupid way. _ “Say, you don’t seem to know nothin’!” cried New- man. “Don’t I mean the little Yorker what did the lecture, of course, and the feller what he brung alon with him to do the figgering?” “Oh,” said Dink. “Well, what about them?” “T heard something. I won’t tell you where nor from who. He got out of the opery house kinder suddint, didn’t he?” “Who's he?” “Thunder ! How dumblike you be. The Yorker, of course.” ate . ’-*Qh, yes! Well?” “Well, T heard that there’s a plot against him; that he and t’other feller has been captured and taken up to your new claim, and that they mean to do ’em there, so’s there won’t be no more interfer- ence with business in this hyar town “Oh!” said Dink. “Well, say, ’'m obliged to you for telling me. It’s straight goods, is it, Ben?” “Betcher life! Will you go up thar and try_to perk him? I'll go along and help yer if you say the wo. “T’ll go in the morning,” replied Dink. «Butt then it Bog f be too late “Oh, that’s all right. They ‘won't dare to harm ~ them ny? iw yt everybody knows that would mean ar with m t,? ast Newman. “I only thought Yd “tell ve been trying to help you ip this busi- “Much obliged again,” replied Dink, and he pulled away and walked hurriedly to the station. He believed the story, for he had bought Ben Newman and paid. for him. He believed also that Ben would be just as ready to sell out to the Bunce bunch if they happened to feel disposed to make it worth his while. “This is a trap to catch me, too,’ said Dink to himself as he pushed on to the station. “I'll double on them, though. Let them wait and see.” Even while Ben Newman was talking, Dink’s plans had been formed. He had not the slightest intention of allowing Ben Newman to lead him by the nose. The division superintendent of the railroad was his friend, and from him he knew that he could get all the men he needed to help him. Dink did not mean to lose one moment in follow- ing up the clue Ben Newman had given him, but his intention was to follow it upin his own way, and no other. Looking behind him; he saw Ben making straight for the Poodle Dog, which was the hold-out of the grafters. _ This only seemed to confirm his sus- picions. Dink felt that there was trouble ahead. As he reached the-station a train came in, and among those who stepped from the Pullman car was a tall, dignified-looking Englishman with a servant close behind him. There were several others in the party, all men of the same stripe. The valet turned to Dink and asked him about transportation to the hotel. “Me marster is Lud Tifton,” he went on to say. “We are on our way to Deadwood to look up the mines. We have stopped over here to look up a man named Davis—Dink Davis. Perhaps you can tell us where he lives?” “Lord Tifton!” gasped Dink. ““You—I—oh, gee!” He broke away from the valet and hurried up to the .stiff-looking Britisher. “Lord Tifton! I am Dink Davis!” he exclaimed. ; “You! Well! What about the diamond?” de- manded “Me Lud,” eagerly, at the same time drop- ping his voice. “T have located it. I can get it for-you. I——” “Do so, then, and the two thousand pounds is yours. - That diamond has been in my family for over two hundred years. If you can return it to me, Mr. Detective, you will put me under the deepest obligations, and I shall take pleasure in inspecting the mine you mentjoned among the rest of those we peers out hereto the Black Hills to look ail - , ee el al ‘ rt Y eee e.> y = a fy a a a) Zi A « tae “Lar oe ene

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“Come this way, my lord,” said Dink. “You don’t need carriages ; it is but a few steps to the hotel.” It looked bad for Harry and Joe, for Dink Davis’ attention had now been taken up with business of the utmost importance to himself. Peas piloted his party to Hager’s Opera House otel. Several of the plotters saw him; Dink was right in business; they felt that their plan had failed. Midnight came, and still there were those of the plotters watching the hotel, waiting for’ Dink to come out in order that means might be taken to lure him to his doom. Down at the Poodle Dog the mayor was waiting in a private room. At one o’clock Ben Newman came hurriedly in. “Well?” demanded the mayor. “He isn’t in the hotel!” said Newman. “He and six fellers from the railroad have just left for Coyote Hill on horses. We are dished, I reckon.” “Not much,” replied the mayor. “Get to the tele- phone, Newman. Call up the Twin Brothers’ mine. All you need say is Dink.” It was a deep-laid plot to down the obnoxious councilman, and Ben Newman, who had sold out to a third side if there had been one, hurried to the|- phone, and, getting his man at the other end of the wire, said “Dink.” Meanwhile, Harry, without the least notion of the doing of the plotters or the doings of Dink, who was certainly his only friend in Dodgetown, was hustling for himself. The first thing he did was to listen long and at- tentively to the sounds in the room below. He soon came to understand that Joe Jump, the half-breed, and the man Grid were playing poker and drinking baer de ; This was certainly favorable for uninterrupted hustling on his part, so Harry went right to work. Although both the boys had been carefully searched before they were left to themselves in the loft, and everything of any value taken from them, the searchers had left Harry two sets of weapons, the value of which they probably never once thought 7 4 We refer to his teeth. Harry was blessed with good, sound ones, too, and when with great difficulty he managed to roll over against Joe and went to work on his bonds, the young German considered the job as good as done. under! That’s great!” he whispered. “Why didn’t I think of it? I believe you can gnaw those cords through.” . “Of course I can,” breathed Harry. “Just you give me time and don’t say anything. It will be your turn next. : : “It don’t have to. I’ve got a knife.” _ “You don’t mean it? -I thought they skinned you of everything, same as they did me?” “Jt was in my vest pocket; there happened to be a hole there, and it slipped down into the lining. It’s there yet if I can only get at it. How long is it go- e X FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 21 to the strained position he had to-occupy in order to get at the rope. C It parted then, and Joe, with a grunt of satisfac- tion, announced that his arms were free. : “Softly, now,” whispered Harry. “Get at your knife if you can. Trouble is, the least movement we make is dead sure to be heard: downstairs.” Inside of two minutes both the boys were free. Still the card talk continued in the room below. Harry got on his hands and knees and crept cau- tiously toward the window in the gable end of the loft, through which the moonlight came streaming. The sash was closed, but Harry managed to raise it and get a stick under it without making much noise. “Right,” he muttered, as he looked down and saw how perfectly easy it was going to be to drop to the ground. He held up his hand and motioned to Joe to come over. _Then, without difficulty, or arousing the least sus- picion of their movements, the boys dropped to the ground. ae they stood, breathlessly listening for a mo- ment. The poker game was still in full progress, and Harry felt that their-game was as good as won. Besides the loghouse there was a rude shafthouse near, built above the prospect hole which Dink Davis had sunk on his new claim. Beyond the shafthouse was a roughly-built barn, “e Harry, pointing silently toward it, led the way there. ; Two excellent bronchos were hitched in the stalls, and there were the saddles and bridles hanging from pegs driven into a post. The boys lost no time in saddling the horses, and then led them out into the open. Harry was not much on horseback riding, and had some difficulty in mounting. : Joe gave him a boost, and a moment later they went dashing past the hut and down the mountain trail, plainly distinguishable in the moonlight. The instant the clattering hoofs sounded Joe Jump and Grid were out of the hut. “Hold on, thar, you two, or you are as good as dead!” yelled Grid. “Good-by!” shouted Harry. Both ducked, and the revolver shots flew harm- lessly over their heads while they went dashing down the trail. CHAPTER XXIV. CONCLUSION. Deprived of their horses, Grid and Joe Jump were powerless te do anything to interfere with the flight of the fugitives. : _ They did not try. As soon as they realized the situation they returned to the hut, picked up their 6 te ” : few belongings, and left the place by another trail. “Don’t know. It will take forever if you keep in-| As it afterward came out, these two men were in -terrupting me. Just let me alone, Joe, and I’ll fin-|the employ of Davis, and had sold out to the Lata the job as quickly as ever I can.” _ |enemy. iy } a t the best he could do was half an hour, owing| (To be continued.) i af AS > y * 7 rt ea : .: or, pee 7 4 . : arts ies bt Peed a ‘ ¥ =i fh Ge aera ed eae ‘S . tas ae ay eee REE Te ae eS Vee ee A ene hn Coe

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a CAT ADOPTS CHICKENS. On the same day that several young kittens dis- appeared from the home of Peter Nelson, Manistee, Mich., leaving a prostrated mother cat, a hen at the same place abandoned a brood of five newly hatched chickens. Nelson placed the chickens with the cat. For days the old cat has cared for the chicks with all conceivable devotion. She washes and caresses them and becomes savage when one approaches threateningly near her adopted brood. 3 BONES IN INDIAN MOUND. Human bones, so old that they crumbled at the touch of a spade, were unearthed in an Indian mound five miles from Edwardsville, Il., by Hugh Pong, whose farm includes five mounds. The bones crum- bled when they were exposed to the air, and it was impossible to distinguish the shapes of any except some skulls and arm and leg bones. The bones were piled in a heap, and for that reason it probably will be impossible to excavate any complete skeletons. RID FARMS OF SASSAFRAS. Farmers of East Christian, Ky., are using goats to rid their farms of sassafras bushes. The bushes often overrun a field, growing up so thickly as to prevent cultivation. F. M. Harned is the originator of the plan to curb the bushes. He has eradicated sassafras altogether from his farm with a herd of fifty.goats. His neigh- bors followed his example. A herd of goats will live comfortably through a winter in a field where sassafras is growing. They graze the tender plants close to the ground and eat the buds and tender leaves out of the larger plants as well as peeling them of bark. When spring comes the field is usually clean of the bushes, the constant eating of the bud of the bush having killed it even down to the roots. Cutting them out with an axe will not prove effective, for the roots then remain alive and the plant grows again. Some strange stories are told of how the goats operate to get the buds out of the top of bushes which have attained considerable height. A farmer is authority for the story that the goats will work in pairs in such cases, one rearing up on the bush, bending it over until the other goat can reach the a bud and chaite it out. ie MAY LOSE HOT. WELLS. - Citizens of Boise, Idaho, who for the past quar- = Slew ‘of a century have taken special pride in their : ~ natural hot water for the heating of houses, public Bee A and business blocks, have just been "thads oii geome aaa treasure hangs on a slen-. = othe <Seseoge mpaaar vanes felt in this vi FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ITEMS OF GENERAL INTEREST Soe: cinity recently, and investigation made since by ex- perts in the interest of the water company lays bare the ever present possibility of the total loss of the hot artesian flow or a tremendous increase as the result of the next tremor or shock. Twenty years ago a well in Hull’s Gulch, a few miles above Boise, was spouting forth a lusty stream of water boiling hot.. Later, when pumps were in- stalled in the wells on the bench just outside the city limits to increase the supply of hot water for city consumption this well in Hull’s Gulch, a few miles away, quit flowing altogether. It remained thus dormant all these years until the earthquake shock was felt in the fall. Since then it has been spouting as of old, while there has been no decrease noted in the flow of the wells lower down. The accepted theory has been that these wells are all fed from the same stream, and that this stream is thrown out from some tremendous subterranean cauldron far below the surface of the earth. Scientists differ as to the source of the heat. By some it is attributed to internal gases. Others ad- here to the theory of radio-activity. RICHEST POOR FARM. The most remarkable “poor farm” in the United States, if not in the world, gives Providence, R. L, a distinction about which little is known. It is the Dexter Asylum, located in the midst of wealth and fashion. More exclusive in its solitary state, behind substantial walls, than any other es- tate on the East Side. ' For nearly eighty-eight years-there has been a ontinuous procession of living “freemen” of Provi- dence, or their descendants, who had “settlements” within these plantations, to the unique institution behind the $12,600 stone wall that it took the ‘city eight years to build. Upward of 2,500 have lived 9,000 have been cared for out of the “Dexter dona- tion” and the beneficence of the city of Providence —cared for in a manner befitting a charitable people nezer Knight Dexter, who bequeathed this now most valuable property out of ‘fa strong attachment comfort and relief,” “in fee simple forever,” the “Neck Farm” erties, most of which the city still holds. The value of the “Neck Farm” at the time it was devised and bequeathed to the city of Providence for the benefit of her poor was in the neighborhood of $2,500, it is claimed, but its assessed valuation serie is close to $850, 000. and died behind those gray walls, and more than. to my native town,” “an ardent desire to ameliorate . the condition of the poor” and “to contribute to their | in question and various other prop-— oP e and in strictest conformance with the will of Ebe- . to-day, with the other puotertiee, 2 gata in Pe

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ae %, THE ADVENTURES aie” FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. HAL, THE POOR BOY OF TWO ORPHANS By ED KING (A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER VII.—(Continued.) “Strip! Take off your clothes!” said a keeper, who stood near. “Be quick about it, or they will be torn off your back!” - It did not take the two orphan boys long to get out of their poor garments. To have merely looked at Terry’s emaciated form should have touched a heart of stone. But the keepers of the convict camp were not that The dreadful system which was responsible for their existence had thoroughly hardened them. As a matter of fact, they were worse than brutes, A queer now brought up. ; , Over this Hal was ordered to bend his body. Captain Brower took out one of the branding- ee the furnace and held it up close to his ee oe am hot enough,” he — “Hold him, boys!” our keepers sprang to obey. -. Two seized oa pes by an arm, and held him firmly down against the wooden horse, The other two dropped on their hands and knees, catching Hal by the ankles, pulling his legs apart. In this position it was simply impossible for the boy to move. “Ready !” called a keeper. Hal set his teeth Veni “May I die if they get a sound out of me,” he re- solved. - Captain Brower took the branding-iron and pressed it against Hal’s naked back, burning out the impression of the large letter “M.” Not a sound from Hal. — : Of course, his body contracted under the terrible pain. Who could help it? | J This was all, so far as Hal was concerned, but ae Terry, overcome with fright, fell in a dead faint. . - “Huh! This fellow has grit!” exclaimed Captain Brower. “T’other one keeled over, hey? Well, pick him up and hold him on the horse. I can’t break my _ back, stooping down to brand him on the ground.” - Hal turned away.’ pe NS eu S He could bear it all ie ead ag it made him sick torture he fainted,” he said to himself. “Now I'm afraid he 7. contrivance, like a cooper’s horse, was} done to relieve him, when the simple application of a little grease would have allayed the pain. “Twenty-eight!” cried Captain Brower. “Take ’em away. Bring up them two niggahs what come last night. May as well burn ’em, too, while I’m ’bout i Pius Terry had revived, and was moaning piteously. Led by two keepers, the boys were taken to one of the whitewashed shanties which stood over against the high paling surrounding the prison pen. “That’s your house,” said the young keeper to Hal. “You'll find a few others inside there, and you will have to make the best shift you can for the night,” “Don’t we get our clothes?” asked Hal. “No; you'll get the convict suits. T’ll send them down presently. Let me take your measure. Don’t believe I’ve got any for the little feller hyar. Your numbers will be onto the backs of yer coats, and them’s yer names from this on, You'll get along all right here, providin’ you don’t start in to make any trouble, but if you do you will be strung up naked by the thumbs and be licked within an inch of yer life, so be careful!” : Hal was silent. It was no time for argument. F tate The keeper left them at the door of the shanty. “No one allowed outside after the bell rings,” he said. “See the men in the towers around the fence? Waal, them’s the guards. There’s.a ‘lectrie light _ throwed out after the bell rings, and if they see any feller on the grounds till the rising bell rings in the morning, they shoot. Them’s the rules of the camp, so govern yourself accordingly, young fellers. Now, good-night.” “Good-night.” What a horrible mockery the words were. The shanty was.a mere shelter, built close to the paling, but not touching it. SYP Inside in the darkness, the boys could see six fig- ures stretched out on the bare ground, for there was no floor and no seat of any sort.

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5 24 Clang! Clang!. Clang! The words were scarcely. spoken,‘ when a deep- toned gong clanged out. “In with you! In with you!” called another voice. “Lie down on the ground! You'll have to make the best of it! You'll not get any clothes to-night!” Hal dropped down on the hard earth, drawing Terry down with him. “Keep close to me,” he whispered. “Try and stop that noise. It will make trouble, sure.” “Oh, Hal! Oh, Hal!” groaned Terry. “Oh, I want to die!” “No, you don’t want to do anything of the sort!” called out the voice which had last spoken. “They all say that when they are brung in hyar fust off. But life is sweet, and thar’s always a chance of es- caping. Take it easy, you fellers, and don’t make no more noise than you have to. We want to sleep, for we’ve got a blamed hard day’s work ahead of us, and this here is our only chance to get any rest.” “We won’t make you any trouble,” said Hal. ‘We will be quiet, sir.’ “Don’t sir me. We are all alike hyar. I’m 2186, in.for life, for killing the worst man who ever lived. They call me the boss of the shanty, and my orders is that you make no more talk.” A long silence followed. Some of the convicts on the floor began to snore. Terry was too frightened even to moan Pith the pain he felt. Hal drew the poor dittle fellow as close to him as possible, for the night was turning off cold, and Terry was trembling from head to foot. “Surely they won’t be so inhuman as to leave us here without clothes,” thought Hal; but that was just ‘what happened. Probably they had been forgotten, but at all . events no one came near the shanty as time crept oe Midnight! All is well!” a loud voice shouted outside at last. oe “Midnight! All is well!” Further along the cry rang out. . Again and again it was repeated. Somebody rolled over against Hal. It was the next convict on the floor on the other side of him. “Am yo’ ’sleep!” he whispered. “Colored,” thought Hal, as he answered: “No.” “Them’s the guards in dem towers ’round de fence. Say, be yo’ very cold?” . “Tt isn’t so much me as it is this poor boy I am holding in my arms, I’m afraid he will get his deat “It’s tough. Dey left me naked a whole day when I fust come in. Say, don’t speak loud. -Ef de boss yea hears us, he’ll lick de stuffin’ outer me, but I’m pull- ing off my breeches an’ my coat. Put ’em onto him quiet ez yo’ can. It won’t hurt me none to lie in a peat T is used ter dis yere an’ he hain’t. vost bers in a loud voice. s Thad sulin’ ter give yo,” FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, ee ee ; SS Se “Thank you a thousand times!” breathed Hal. “Who are you?” “Oh, say,” was the reply, “we hain’t nobody hyar, I used ter be Quash ’fo’ dey ketched me gwine fo’ chickens, now J’se 2024. Hyar yo’ be. Put dem onto de po’ lil white boy. He won’t mind dey bein’ off niggah legs, he’s so cold.” And a pair of trousers and a jacket were passed into Hal’s hands. He helped Terry put them on, thanking 2024 warmly. Then, taking the shivering boy in his arms again, Hal settled down to put in the remainder of this dreadful night the best he could. CHAPTER VIII. IN THE SWAMP. Hal North never forgot that dreadful night. - Morning came at last. As the gray of dawn crept over’the convict camp, the colored boy—he proved to be nothing but a boy —asked to have his clothes given back to him, ex- plaining that he was liable to be whipped half to death if he appeared without his convict’s uniform when the roll was called. ; The convicts in the shanty, when the bell clanged again, all sprang to their feet, and, passing outside, ranged themselves in line at a distance of some ten feet from the door. Hal and Terry did not go. “Stay where you are, you boys,” sie the boss, a big, rough fellow, whom Hal found later to have been a tramp from the North. “If they don’t pro- vide you with clothes, it hain’t your fault. You have no call to stand up naked at the roll call.” So the boys remained in the shanty. but within a few minutes the young keeper, Jack-Blunt by name, came in with the two suits of convicts’ clothes, two pairs of shoes, but no stockings, a coarse shirt for each, and a cap. “Put these on,” he ordered, orittly. and without offering a word of explanation as to why they had not been brought before. * : The boys hurried on their clothes, which were really better than the ones they had lost. Upon the back of Hal’s coat, in big dad was the number 2222. Terry’s number was 2223. These were the only names by which the boys were to be known while they remained in the con- vict camp. ~ Hal and Terry now took their places in the line. All around the prison pen, before each shanty, similar lines of convicts were drawn. ‘Before each line stood a guard with a rifle. At length, Captain Brower appeared, mounted upon a black horse. He had a book in his hand, and began calling num- (To be Saat. ak 2 ieee Soa =" ou. ais SI. at

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_ Electric wheel chairs similar to those employed at the Panama-Pacific International Exposition last year are being used successfully in Europe for the wounded and crippled soldiers. Invariably the con- valescent men prefer to direct their own chairs than to have some one push them about. One of these chairs, which is of Swiss make and costs but a small sum, is equipped with a one-quarter horsepower motor suspended between the steering and rear wheels. Current is supplied from a battery of fif- teen lead plate cells housed in three boxes beneath the seat. The battery is of 50 ampere-hour capacity and provides sufficient energy for a run of thirty to forty miles. Five forward and five reverse speeds are provided. The steering and operating mechan- ism is of the very simplest. Apaenigier Queen Elisabeth of Rumania, whose re- cent death is mourned by thousands of admirers of her character and writings as outlined under the pen name of “Carmen Sylva,” was a lover of the tales of James Fenimore Cooper. This fact became known through an enthusiastic appreciation of Cooper that Carmen Sylva expressed in a letter toa friend. The Queen was asked in 1907 whether she would be willing to send a brief message to the people of Cooperstown, N. Y., upon the occasion of the village centennial.- Her answer took a pleasing form. It consisted of a large photograph of her- self, below which the Queen inscribed the follow- ing: “Our hearts are full of love for the great poet, our childhood’s dearest friend. We can never thank him enough for all the joy he gave us. Elisabeth, “Carmen Sylva.’.”. The portrait shows a beautiful woman with kind, attractive expression ; her hair is snow white, and about her neck-is a rope of pearls. The picture is now in the museum at ing ecusole An Italian non-commissioned officer of bile sinebe _ has invented a special telemeter for anti-aircraft guns, whose aim is automatically rendered practi- cally unerring. For obvious reasons a detailed de- scription of this wonderful device, which has been adopted in all the allied armies, cannot be given. It - eonsists of a mirror attached to the gun in which the object fired at, aeroplane or* airship, is reflected in such a way that the gunfier is enabled not only to determine automatically the distance between the gun and the target, but to calculate the speed of the - aircraft. The mirror is graduated so that the dis- _ tanee and the speed of the target can be ascertained ata glance, and no time or ammunition is lost. Pro- vided the enemy aircraft is within firing range, and me range of the anti-aircraft gun has been consid- erably increased of late, the chances of its being _ missed when the special telemeter is used are re- ak ehh > Aa Tae pa FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ‘TIMELY TOPICS knee gern aps sagensecyeaseatin eget of the, slaney aera of is eae ists = planes were brought down during a recent air raid at Ancona and about eight Austrian aeroplanes were hit and destroyed or captured a few weeks ago at the front. Owing to the demand for admission to the junior camp at Plattsburg by boys under eighteen years old, a sub-junior camp for lads between fifteen and eighteen years old will be opened at Fort Terry, on Plum Island, Long Island Sound. The course will extend from July 6 to August 10, and will be con- ducted on precisely similar lines to the Plattsburg camp, under the supervision of Regular Army of- ficers. Although this Fort Terry camp is a recent development, already enrollments have been re- — ceived from the following high schools: Montclair, Glen Ridge, New Rochelle, Yonkers, Englewood, - Erasmus, Manual Training, Regis, Hartford, Dalton, Hughes and Mount Vernon, and from such private schools as Lawrenceville, Virginia Military Acad- emy, St. Paul’s, Andover, Newark Academy, Poly- technic and Worcester Academy. Another camp for school boys will also be held in New York State. It will be located at the Infantry School of Application at Peekskill and will be conducted by National Guard officers. High school boys are eligible to at- tend. The camp willbe open from August 9 to Sep- tember 9, and boys can spend the entire four weeks there or take a two weeks’ course. The derailment of railway trains by wind is not an uncommon occurrence in the case of light, nar- row-gauge railways. Mr. R. H. Curtis, writing in Symons* Meteorological Magazine, tells how this danger has been virtually eliminated on one such line; viz., a stretch of 36 miles along the Atlantic coast of “Ireland, forming part of the West Clare Railway. Probably there is no other line in the British Isles exposed to such violent gales, and dur- ing a few years prior to 1909 as many as five “blow- offs” occurred, in which the carriages were com- pletely smashed though there was fortunately no loss of life. In that year Mr. Curtis devised for the railway a pressure-tube anemometer, with electrical apparatus for giving two warnings by ringing a bell in the station-master’s house at Quilty; the first when the velocity of the wind reached 65 miles an hour and the second when it reached 85 miles an hour. When the first warning is given, 2,400 pounds of movable ballast, kept for the purpose at every station, is p on each vehicle of any train on the line at the station it reaches. When the second signal is given, trains are stopped until the storm abates. Since the apparatus was installed, in December, 1908, there has béen only one storm- _ derailment, and this was due cs a

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26 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, JULY 14, 1916. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS RRND BNO. S Sod lvece es tanh scones cheatiocetee One Copy Three Months One Copy Six Months: .0 5.06.25... 2252 .ckedseeces One Copy One Year eee cece eee eee eee ees | POSTAGE FREE HOW TO SEND MONEY—At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check or Registered Letter: remittances in any other . Way are at your risk.- We accept Postage Stamp§ the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the Coin in a separate piece of paper to ayoid cutting the envelope. Write your name and sadrens plainly. Address letters to Harry E. Wolff, Pres. FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher N, Hastings Wolff, Treas. Charles E, Nylander, Sec, 168 West 23d St., N. Y. _Good Current News Articles When men, women and children on their way to church the other evening walked into a swarm of bees, at one of the principal corners of Georgetown, Del., more or less excitement ensued. Many of the would-be churchgoers went no further but right- about faced and hastened homeward. Others, un- harmed, proceeded to church. The bees swarmed on the sidewalk and in the dusk of the twilight could not be. seen until pedestrians stepped among them. The two-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Foist of Anderson, Ind., may die, doctors believe, be- cause the lad stood on his head nearly two hours in a hole two feet deep and a foot in diameter. The mother missed the boy and searched half an hour about the house and yard. Finally she found the lad with his feet upright in a large posthole in a corner of the yard. When Mrs. Foist took fhe boy from the hole he was unconscious. Doctors worked ror two hours in efforts to revive him. Attendants think he will die on account of a number of ruptured blood-vessels in his head. ‘ FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, ° a Sie ee genes dition, and is being used regularly. .. Chang cation has not harmed the rock walls of the Well, diminished the supply of water. This well is now about 60 feet from the Missouri Pacific tracks, says the Atchison Globe, which are well toward the bot- — tom of the bluff. It has been explained to a reporter’ that the river bluff at the Kerford quarry rests on a strata of soapstone, which forms an-incline of about 45 degrees, and that the slide is caused by heavy rains soaking through the soil and striking the soapstone surface, which bécomes very slippery when damp, and permits the bluff to slide toward the Missouri River. In other words, the present trouble down there is due more to defective drain- age on the hillside than to the encroachment of the Missouri River. : Grins and Chuckles Yeast—Do you have to ask consent of your wife when you want to go out at night? Crimsonbeak— Well, if I do, and silence gives consent, I never get it. _ “Now, Johnny,” said the teacher, “if you had six pennies and Charlie had four, and you took his and put them to yours, what would that make?” “Trouble.” Artist (angrily)—No; I tell you I don’t want a model. I only paint flowers and fruit. Model (sweetly)——That’s all right. Every one says: I’m a@ peach. Miss Parvenu (just home from abroad)—There we saw the Venus de Milo. She was very lovely, but she had no arms. Miss Geraldine Parvenu (who stayed at home)—Did you look on the door of her coach ? ‘ - “When you proposed to me you said you were not worthy of me!” “Well, what of that?” “Nothing; . only I will say for you that whatever else you were, you were no liar,” Miss Prism—Don’t let your dog bite me, little boy. Little Boy—He won’t bite, ma'am. Miss Prism—But he’s showing his teeth. Little Boy (with pride)—Certainly he is, ma’am; and if you had as good teeth as he has you’d show ’em, too. Teacher—Now, James, do you understand the meaning of the word “extinct?” James—Yes’m. Teacher—Then namé one bird that is now extinct. James—Chipper. Teachet—Chipper? What kind of a bird is that? James—My pet pigeon. The cat got him this morning. ’ Little Bertha was invited out to dinner with her father and mother. Before she went, however, it was firmly impressed upon her mind that she must not speak unless spoken to. All went smoothly for a while; but when some time elapsed and no notice was taken of her she began to get uneasy. Finally the hostess, seeing something was a ee her what she would like next. “I should like to have you begin to ask me questions,” was the polite reply. 2 -* i. hr eet “RS

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_2 “FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 “How long has this been going on?” asked Cap- | THE MYSTERY OF ‘HARLEM CAVE | tain Jones of Mr. Carnue. By Col. ‘Ralph Fenton The coast of New England is one chain of rugged, broken rocks. Many of them tower up into minia- ture mountains, on which the stunted pine, where sufficient earth’ has accumulated, manages to take root and eke out an existence. : Dark caverns perforate the huge rocks and bluffs, in which the sea, with its endless rear, rushes in and out with each ebbing and flowing of the tide. Many years ago there was a little seacoast town, situated cozily among the rocks and bluffs, just back from a small harbor, accessible in calm weather, but impossible to reach during a storm. The little ham- let .bore the name of its founder, Harlem, and boasted at one time of five or six hundred inhabi- tants. Many of its citizens were enthusiastic as to the hamlet in the near future growing to a city. _ The principal occupation of the villagers was fish- ing. The coast was too rough and broken to think of cultivation, even had it possesed soil. In most places it presented nought but sharp-pointed, rugged rocks, against which the sea constantly lashed itself into foam. __ One evening the little hamlet was thrown into a little flutter of excitement by the approach of a ves- sel. A vessel seldom visited this lonely spot; not more than twice a year, to bring. provisions, and take cargo of dried and smoked herring. The fisheries were quite extensive, and furnished employment for all the villagers. When the good ship Dolphin entered the narrow, | crooked channel that led to thé small bay, and there dropped anchor, the entire village was congregated bs on the beach to welcome captain and crew. The skipper, a fine, whole-souled fellow past mid- dle.age, descended to his gig and was rowed ashore. Many of the citizens crowded about him to grasp his hand, and welcome him to the hamlet again. ; “IT am glad that you have come, captain,” said Joseph Carnue on that evening, as he sat behind the counter of his store, and the captain in front. ‘Not only because I wanted a fresh stock of goods, but because we have a mystery here, which we need year clear head to help solve.” ‘ “A mystery—what sort of a mystery?” asked the captain. F _. “A very dangerous one,” replied the merchant. “Our citizens are disappearing one by one, and there is a prospect soon of the village being depopulated.” ‘The merchant turned deathly pale as he spoke. “Di ar—how do they disappear? What be- comes of them?” asked the captain. “That we do not know. ’Tis that we want you to ‘find out for us.” ty “Can you not guess? Have you no surmise?” __ “Yes, we all have our theories, but none are satis- factory. The most seemingly improbable is the most generally accepted.” 3) Sat Sanit __ “That there is some devil, or monster animal, in- _habiting eee Cave which devours them one by one. Such a strong hold has this story got upon _ the people, that they will scarcely go eee . y oe ; pti lege te UAE ty SoM siete ; "Tg AE alin ete Sala 2 a aa oh pat, | have no hope.” . go near the cave.” “For nearly a year.” , “T heard nothing of it on my other voyage.” “Because our people were not so horrified then as now. it had just begin.. First Tom Saunders dis- appeared and was never seen again. Then Joel La- masters left his family one morning never to return. Silas Flynn was a third, and so on until at least a dozen have mysteriously disappeared.” While speaking a customer came in the store. He was nearly a middle-aged man, with a gray eye that at times was quiet, and at others blazed with the fury of a demon. He was always ‘quiet and unas- suming. Joseph Carnue kept a general stock of all kinds of goods. His store was as much an apothecary shop as @ grocery, and as much a dry goods as a hardware store. He kept a small stock calculated to supply the demands of his various customers. _ The strange, quiet man purchased a few chemi- cals and left’ without another word. “Do you know him?” asked Captain Jones. “He is a mysterious man who lives in a small cot- i‘ tage on the hill. His name is Hargus. What he does no one knows. He seldom comes to the village, ~ and when he does, nearly always purchases chemi- cals and retires without a word.” While the captain was still conversing with the merchant, a man entered, his face pale and almost too much agitated to speak. “What-is the matter now, Bundy?” asked the merchant. “My son Walter has disappeared; he was last seen near Harlem Cave, and has doubtless gone as all others have,” was the reply. aie you instituted a search?” asked the mer- ant. “The men are getting ready once more, but we “Do you search the great cave?” asked the cap- in “Only a part of the way. It is so infested with poisonous gases that no man dare more than enter it.” “There is some strange mystery here,” said Cap- tain Jones, “which must be ferreted out.” He accordingly sent to his vessel for his first mate, Harlan Swetnam, and six men, determined, if possible, to discover what strange plague. had seized the island, Mr. Bundy was almost frantic, and in spite of the expostulations of friends, rushed down to the cav- ern, into its dark mouth, never again to return. Captain Jones was not only a thorough seaman, but a scientist as well. He had made chemistry, then in its infancy, his hobby, and often when they lay becalmed he put together various acids and com- pounds to test experiments. ‘ “T am determined to go to that cavern,” he finally declared to Mr. Carnue, the merchant. “I will as- sure you that there exists no poisonous gases there ; that cannot be driven out. To be otherwise would be contrary to the laws of nature. I will discover _ what originated the gases and assure you they can be burnt up.” ts 2 Ba on ae See The citizens did all they could to dissuade Captain ae toate - ny ‘ : Py wares

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28 oes _* Jones from so fatal an undertaking, but he was de- vermined. , ; “Heave ahead, capen,” said Swetnam, the mate, “and may I be blowed if you don’t find us with sails trimmed close in your wake.” Sailors are naturally superstitious, but they never refuse to follow where their captain leads. Several citizens accompanied Captain Jones and his men to the cayern. Here the sailors provided themselves will with torches, a sledge-hammer or two, each a pair of pistols, and the captain with some sulphur, sugar saltpeter, and various other chemicals to be used if needed, The broad entrance narrowed down until they came to an aperture so narrow that but one man could barely squeeze through at a time. At last they came to where a broad, flat stone barred fur- ther progress altogether. Placing his face here, the captain caught a strong odor, not of poisonous gases, but chloroform. _ “This is not natural,” he said, as he inhaled the sickening odor. “There is some one who gets up this artificial gas to frighten persons from yisiting the interior of the cavern,” He spoke a few words of encouragement to his ' men, and then, with the aid of Mr, Swetnam, the mate, the large flat stone was removed. _ “Come on,” shouted the captain, and they dashed into a large underground chamber so strongly filled with the-narcotie odor that they were forced to hold their breath. By the light of their torches they be- held a strong wooden Se. Feeling sure that he was near to a solution of the mystery that had/ threatened the depopulation of the village, the cap- tain seized the sledge from the hands of @ sailor, and with two or three blows from his strong arms knocked the wooden door from its hinges, A strong/current of air swept from within, almost extinguishing their torches, but not quite. The men, who were nearly suffocated from the close room and disagreeable odor, felt refreshed by the sudden breeze, as they termed it. : Holding his torch above his head, Captain Jones entered me Super chamber, followed by the mate Swetnam, and the other sailors close at his heels. A crash and wild, piercing ¢ry came from a dark corner. This inner chamber seemed to have been dug out of the earth, as it was propped up by large beams of w and above their heads was a net- work of cordage and ropes, A frightful figure started up from the dark cor- ner, where a table had been overset, and, with wild screams, started toward them. He was an old man, sixty years of age, with hair and beard of a fright- ful , his arms bare to the shoulders, and his eyes gleaming with rage. “Away, away; curses on you!” he cried. “Have you trac me here at last? Do you think to be my death?” ash _ He sp forward at the captain’s throat, but was seized by the mate and ors, who held him ed table was a decanter, a flask, co fi tS wat Sage ane the upturn ‘ Shion were ap agp ono ala 4 ss ¥ ons, a sarge on in the apartment, with some rude| | FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. ~ erat

_ Having made the prisoner fast, the captain con- tinued his search, and, entering another apart- ment, found a cowering wretch with his face bowed in his hands. / _To his horror he discovered, hanging on the wall, six or seven grinning skeletons. The second man, when seized, proved to be none other than Elijah Hargus, the mysterious chemist of the village. He was dragged forth with the other strange be- ing, who had evidently not seen the light of day for years. No sooner was the old man dragged into the pres- ence of the villagers than he was seized with a fit, from which he died in a few minutes, The cavern was explored, and the grinning skele- tons in the interior chamber were, without doubt, the bones of the missing friends. The dead bodies of Mr. Bundy and son were also discovered, each having died of strangulation, rather than suffocation from poisonous gases, as was at first supposed. ; Hargus was confined that night in the village jail. Over one hundred thousand pounds in gold was discovered in the chamber where the old man was captured. On Hargus depended an explanation of the mys- tery. It was several weeks before he confessed, and when his story was told, it was as follows: His name was not Hargus, but.Sampson. The old man captured, and who died in a fit, was his father. They had both been sailors, his father being second mate; and he but a boy many years before, on a ship from Liverpool to New York. On the way, his father and a sailor named Bill Hulse conspired to kill the captain and crew, and seize the immense amount of gold supposed to be on board. They did so, murdering all in their sleep one night, and running the ship near Harlem Cave, they took everything they desired from it and‘scuttled it. Conveying the treasure to the cavern, they had fixed up the inner apartments as they were found, conveying their treasure to them. Neither of the three dared to go into the civilized world, but lived a miserable life of seclusion, In a quarrel irae in father killed Hulse, and they preserved the skeleton. Elijah, the young man, had, before going to sea with his father, studied medicine, and it was his strange whim that led them _ to preserve the skeletons of their victims. ‘When the village sprang up-about them, they hoped by silently killing all who came about the cave to break up the settlement and preserve their secret. The son, building a cabin upon earth, acted as a spy for his wicked father. Their lives had been as mis- erable as the guilty usually are, but they were caught at last. : Elijah Sampson was convicted of murder and hanged. Though Harlem pa. tote a small hamlet and its inhabitants not wealthy, they made up a nice present to Captain Jones, who, by his bravery, had discovered the most remarkable an mystery ever known on the New England coast. “Our cook ives us the same thing ing at every meal.” ‘What does io give you?” “Indigestion.”

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press advices from Tokio, call for a main battery of twelve’ 15-inch guns; displacement, 32,000 tons, und a speed of twenty-four knots. The new super- dreadnought is also to have an improved defense against submarines. Under date of March 28 the President of Para- es issued a decree providing for the study of nglish in the national colleges, to be given the Same importance as the other prescribed studies -and.the teachers to receive the same salaries as _ those of other branches. The president bases his action upon the recognized value of learning Eng- lish and “in conformity with the recommendation _ adopted by the recent Pan-American Scientific Con- gress in Washington.” Years ago English was - taught in the colleges of Paraguay, but was super- _ seded by German. _ Miss Anna Mannion, of Toledo, Ohio, in moderate _ circumstances at one time, is wealthy now through _ the sale of a mine. Her father, Michael Mannion, a _ prospector, diéd four years ago, The bulk of his _ estate was the St. John group of mining claims near _ Sugar Loaf, considered worthless. Recently attor- - neys for the State appeared in the County Court and filed a petition probating the will, which had _ been lying in the court files. The object is to clear the St. John groups title for sale, tungsten running 15-to 20 per cent. having been found there. A _ Boulder operator has offered $50,000 for the prop- __ Frederick T. Barber and some friends were driv- ing toward Anderson, Ind., in Mr. Barber’s new au- tomobile recently when the car was attacked by a large red bull. The bull struck the automobile with _ such force that one of the doors was stove in and _ the rear fender of the car was bent. The bull was _ standing in an open lane when the automobile ap- proached. When it saw the car it suddenly made a dash toward it, striking it amidships. The persons In the automobile were frightened, but escaped in- jury. The bull did not seem hurt and appeared to be glaring defiance at the machine as it walked a) is seeking them. standing in her back yard FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. _ FROM ALL POINTS °1T. A. Owens. Mrs. F. J. Carlin of West Twenty-fifth avenue was) the alligator is on horror-stricken when a lion leaped the fence and started toward her. She fled toward the house, reaching the door a few feet ahead of the lion, and slammed. it shut. The other person attacked was J. H. Hubbard of West Twenty-fifth avenue and Meade street. While picketing out a cow he en- countered the two lions and fled. When last seen, the lions were making for the foothills seven miles away. The high price of waste paper caused by the gen- eral rise recently in price of paper, stock.is adding substantially. to the funds of the Board of Educa- tion and of the Teachers’ Benevolent Association, St. Louis, Mo. The teachers’ fund is being added to from the sale of old newspapers brought to school each day by the children, while the Board of Edu- cation gets the proceeds of the sale of the waste paper picked up in the schoolrooms at the close of each day. Since the date when the children were asked to begin bringing a newspaper a day to school the schools have sold old newspapers at an average of 47 cents a hundred pounds. At this rate the value of the paper collected in about two weeks would be nearly $400. ” is no closed season for alligators in Texas sa Whe short is always open to the hunter of big ame. A quartet of young people from Rockport ad a thrilling experience in landing one about fif- teen miles west of the city at Tule Lake, while at a picnic planned in honor of Mrs. Horace Wood of Los Angeles, Cal., who is visiting her mother, Mrs. The others were Miss Erma Ernest, Ransome Owens and Louis Almey of Arkansas Pass. Tule Lake is a wild, swampy place, over- grown with canebrakes, and has always been the habitat of alligators, but they are seldom seen ex- - cept in dry seasons. Tracks were found about noon and the chase began. Wading in the slippery swamp and climbing through the brakes, was no child’s play, but the hunters’ instinct was strong and finally led them to a hole ina dry mound. The men dug down about four feet, when the spades struck the quarry snugly tucked‘away in its under- ground refuge. A royal battle ensued, while the alligator thrashed about, bellowing like a wild bull, and the ladies with excitement. A rope was dropped down and locked around the massive jaws and then the alligator, measuring eight feet , and three inches, was brought to the surface. © Nat-— urally it resisted and there was a wild skirmish to conquer and tie it to the farm wagon, behind which they dragged it home. Like the proverbial whit< elephant, they don’t know what to do with it, but. exhibition at the Owens ranch. wre . y 4 3 He . . * ot it oe pe Fe me Te gt re Se ews oe eri viet Reka

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. INTERESTING ARTICLES FIND INDIAN RELICS. On land that has been farmed for thirty years, John Thelin, a member of the Board of County Com- missioners, found a couple of Indian relics which re- flect the industry of the red men of the past. Two stones were picked up on what is known as the Saunders land, near Devil’s Lake, N. D., now owned by Thelin, where just a year ago relics of the same nature were found. The stones were shaped for use probably as mallets, with a groove around the cen- tre which would permit a handle being attached. ELECTRICALLY HEATED GLOVES FOR AVIATORS. A British firm has recently introduced a line of electrically heated gloves for aviators. Cold hands and feet are among the prime discomforts experi- enced by airmen flying at high altitudes, and it is obvious that numbed hands in particular may lead to disaster. Ordinary gloves, irrespective of their thickness, are of little use. The electrically heated gloves, on the other hand, maintain the hands at a comfortable temperature. As in the instance of the electrically heated gloves for automobile drivers, electrical connection is made between small brass disks on the gloves and metal plates on the steering wheel of the aircraft. MONEY MACHINE FAILS. Isaac Deutsch and Myer Katz of West Frankfort, IlL., are facing trial on a’charge of operating a con- fidence game brought by Anton Sorchych of Depue, Tll., who claims Deutsch and Katz'sold him a ma- chine to make $20 bills, he paying them $5,000 for the outfit. According to Sorchych, the machine was to be operated by placing a $20 bill.in an aperture and turning a crank. Scores of duplicate certificates came forth. Three thousand were “made” in two weeks. Armed with a shotgun, he is said to have guarded his machine for three days after the men left. He then discovered the device would not work without more bills and brought suit. ALASKA GLACIER RETREATS. Fifteen years ago a member of the United States Geological Survey mapped the front of the Barry Glacier, which is in the northwest corner of Prince _ William Sound, Alaska. In 1910 it was found that the front of the glacier had gone back about three ; miles from the position it occupied in 1899. BuB Johnson, of the Geological Survey, examined the _ front of Barry Glacier in the fall of 1914, and deter- mined that the total retreat of the glacier between tl PE wit EB SEE” SIRS PS A A Do OE a A ce EO Sy RE To EE ES eS ie cael EAT, A SE cen A a short account of the retreat of this glacier includes — a sketch map showing the ‘position of the glacier | front in seven different years and several reproduc- tions of photographs of the glacier. NEW USE FOR MAPS. A recent writer in “The Survey” describes the latest contribution to the “keeping of children on ° the farm” movement. In the country schools of © Sauk County, Wis., the children make an inventory of the agricultural investment of the townships in which they live, and each special feature is repre- sented on a topographic map. The results are “cow maps,” “corn maps” and a census of farm machinery and farm and home conveniences. In this extensive as well as intensive educational work, which to- gether constitute a social survey of the county, the — topographic maps of the United States Geological — Survey are used as base maps on which to plat the special information gathered. In their use of these maps the school children obtain new ideas of ge- ography and of the real significance of maps. POLICE MILITARY CAMP. The Police Department camp at Fort Wadsworth, Staten Island, was opened on May 27. Three thou- sand members of the department have volunteered to take up the practical military training after hear- ing lectures on the subject all winter. Three hun- dred men will attend each camp, which will last two weeks. The work will be under the direction of Police Department officers of rank, supervised by army officers. Time spent at the camp will not be taken from the policemen’s vacations. As each squad leaves for the camp Commissioner Woods will send men from the training school to fill out each precinct’s forces. The two weeks’ camping will cost $12. Those who take the training will live the life of aregular. They will turn out at 5:45 each morning and turn in at 10:30 p.m. The day’s schedule in- cludes motorcycle and bicycle military instruction, motor vehicle identification, machine gun instruc- tion, post graduate course in signalling and boxing and jiu-jitsu. Each delegation must pitch its camp and on the last day strike camp and return tents and equip- ment. “While the work will be held to schedule,” the | Commissioner said yesterday, “there will be time for recreation. A bathing beach fronts the camp ‘grounds and the roads in the vicinity are the best in the State. Concerts will be given every Sunday for the campers and their families and friends. The “ae + tone 1914 appeared to be about 8,200 feet, a re- ae Sigs sc Ra mar aimee oT A camp will clase Sepeenaoet 2A =i

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DREYFUS’ SON HONORED. The following citation has recently appeared in the Journal Officiel and refers to the son of Major Alfred Dreyfus, who is a Second Lieutenant in an artillery regiment: “Pierre Dreyfus, at the front since the beginning f the war, particularly distinguished himself on ebruary 26, 27 and 28, 1916, by assuming, during ' three days, a service of observation and liaison under most perilous conditions, after having re- ‘quested not to be relieved during this period to avoid the risk of disturbing the continuity of the Service during a critical phase. ‘Throughout the days of February and March, 1916, he has remained constantly upon his battery’s position, thus insuring a particularly active service of the guns under an almost continuous bombardment from the enemy artillery.” BOYS GET THE DRUG HABIT. Kansas schoolboys have contracted the drug habit. The combined energies of Governor Arthur Capper and his prohibition cohorts will be required -to “save the boy” from this awful habit. The St. Joseph (Mo.) Gazette relates: All cities in Kansas of the first and second class have been asked by Dr. S. J. Crumbine, of the State board of health, to pass ordinances prohibiting the sale of the dried leaves of the loco weed and the mescal button under heavy pendlties. Dr. Crumbine took this action to curtail the sale of these “drugs” until a law can be formulated. He intends to ask that a State law be passed ab- solutely prohibiting the importation of either weed into Kansas. Recently there has been considerable complaint from police officers over the State that youths were eating loco weed and mescal buttons which have an effect similar to that produced by narcotics. It is said the two “drugs” were intro- duced into the State by Mexicans. ‘OWNS ONE-FOURTH OF THE LAND OF THE “Until my recent visit to England I do not think I realized, nor do I believe the majority of Ameri- cans realized, the immense size, wealth and power of Great Britain,” said Allyn Williams, of London, President of the Royal Society of Miniature Paint- ers, at the New Willard, according to “The Wash- ington Post.” “This war has shown us this: Eng- lang in size corresponds with the District of Colum- bia. It is only the seat of government for Great Britain, in the same way that the District of Colum- bia is the central seat of government for the United ‘States. ; _ “Great Britain owns more than one-fourth of the FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. . THE: NEWS IN SHOKT ARTICLES Eight Games For 10c amusement an for only CO., Box 95, Le Roy, N, ¥. 5 GREENBACKS Pack of $1,000 Stage Bilis. 10¢: 3 packs. 26e, 2 to $500 EACH paid for hundreds cf old Coins. Keep ALL money dated before 1895 and «end TEN cents for New Iitus: — trated Coin Value Book, size 4x7. It may mean your Fortune. CLARKE COIN Send for ack and show the boys what a Wan Shes = c. A. NICHOLS, JR., Box oo Chit, NOY, SORSRRN Nae eth Xe Ee ee Ne ee land of the earth; she is by far the greatest ocean- carrying nation in the world, and therefore con- trols the seas; and although she was caught totally unprepared for this great war, yet not a square inch of her territory has been invaded by her enemies. She has captured the greater part of Germany’s great colonies and has within sixteen months raised a volunteer army of more than 3,500,000 men, all of whom are well paid. Personally, I believe in con- scription ; all who can bear arms should be compelled to serve their country. Slackers should not be al- lowed to escape service.” WHAT MAKES IT HAIL‘ There are certain important localities in the world where crops are blighted annually by heavy hail- storms, and scientists laboring to ascertain the cause have found out that it is due entirely to electricity in the clouds. Accordingly, a Frenchman has in- vented what is called a “Niagara electric,” in order to discharge from the clouds the fluid which they contain. : : The apparatus has to be installed on the top of a tower of a very high chimney, as if it were a light- ning-rod. It has copper points united by bands of the same metal. The conjunction of points and bands meet another copper band which is under the soil and in contact with a deposit of water. By this means the atmospheric electricity is drawn down. The practical value of the instrument is on the way to being universally recognized, writes a mem- ber of the French Academy of Sciences, who wit- nessed an experiment conducted on the top of Eiffel Tower. Almost at the top of the tower was moun the group of copper points of the “Niagara eléctric” ~ which met together in the form of an enormous snake, and extended to another band of pure copper which was directed to the soil. It is expected to be a year or two before the practical value of the system will be accorded the honorable position of — the lightning-rod, ay . Te LSS oo ieaeer Se Oe an ge

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