Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 588) (1917 01 05)

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4 BOYS THAT MAKE MONEY. S| Avigeia> WATCHINGHS CHANCE; FROM FERRY BOY TO CAPTAIN. 4£LF-MALE [YAN . ToT 3 ee OTHER FTORIES WT FEAR | tly | Sma ctaloee * : ——— i ? - Pt Y ene A ner Mater, © oO, seeing her peril. sprang forward and dragged her out of danger.

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FAMEAND FORTUNE WEEKLY ud Issued Weekly—By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered at by Frank Tousey, Publisher, 168 West 23d Street, No. 588. NEW YORK, JANUARY 5, STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY the New York, N. Y., Post OUffice-as Second-Class Matter New York. 1917. Price 5 Cents. WATCHING HIS CHANCE FROM FERRY BOY TO CAPTAIN . By A SELF-MADE MAN. CHAPTER I. INTRODUCES THE HERO AND OTHERS. . _ The Greenpoint factory whistles were shrilly announcing the hour of six on a dull, threatening spring afternoon when the ferryboat from Twenty-third street came into her slip at the foot of Greenpoint avenue. As the passengers streamed out of the entrance of the ferry-house, a sturdy, bright-eyed newsboy, known to his associates as Joe Judson, with his arm full of New York evening papers, circulated among them, calling out in clear, ringing tones the names of the various journals. ' About the same time another newsboy, with a broad, sal- low, face, low forehead and small, deep-set, ferret eyes, who had been playing craps with several boon companions in a _ nearby alley, eame running into the crowd, crying his papers. ’ i ao was Pete McGinniss, and his reputation was ; pretty rock - i’ he = nsese all of the neighborhood all had their eyes on ; and it wouldn’t have required much of an excuse for em to run him into the nearest station-house. ete, however, was a mighty foxy youth, and seemed to have eyes all over his head, for the cops could never catch him napping. ee ek ears 2 hare. and eee ins a of his stamping-grounds better even than the po- chased him a ene had paneres times for one teason or A - another, but _couldn’t ae ge m. ‘They never ‘interfered with him when he was engaged in ae ayocation of fh escag papers, as they had no serious charge inst brn, ad a igs of wearing his black, greasy hair cut : jong enough in front for him to brush pace over le wore as Re oe vest over his dirty, ragged shirt, too large for andes ed half res the knee, while he wore +" quite superfluous, Judson ran up to sell a paper to a man who had x Neplese? ac and a faded Prince Albert coat, a es sae no stockings, seeming to regard such adjuncts to va Pete McGinniss nate 8 ahead of him with rer are ™ eGigntete was aD — c ae “Get out of me way or I'll bust yer in de snoot!” glow- ered McGinniss, trying to elbow Joe aside and at the same time endeavoring to force a Lig ee} on the man. The customer, disgusted his jostling tactics, as well as his dirty appearance, ome | him back and bought a paper of Judson. Pikerd penny slipped out of Joe’s hand and rolled on the street Pete made a dive for it, got it and darted away. Joe cut after him hot-foot, and they dashed in and out among the crowd. McGinniss would have gotten away, only he ran inst a fat man, and the gentleman, giving him a heavy sent him back into Joe’s arms. “Hand over that penny!” demanded Judson, grabbing him by the collar of his coat. Pete tried to wriggle free, but finding that he couldn’t, he swung around and aimed a blow for Joe’s face. Judson dod his fist, tripped him up and got astride of him in a twinkling. Then he dropped his papers, seized Pete’s mane fist and wrested the cent from his grasp. Jumping up, he was soon lost in the crowd. Pete swore pou over his discomfiture, and added a new grudge to the long account he harbored against the good-looking newsboy. ferry, stood a small news-stand owned by an old woman — named Mother Meiggs, whose nature was as and pis ay as her seamed and ragged countenance was vil- ainous, With an artfulness characteristic of the hag she did not — preside over the stand herself, but employed a eae ee) interesting-looking girl to do the work. There was something about Fannie Fair, the that attracted the custom of the passers-by, and pa did a flourishing trade. Fanny, Mother Meiggs, and it was a standing wonder with Joe son, who admired ed the girl at a distance, why she put bs the old crone’s abuse. : The reason may be stated in a few words. Fanny Me teanh te the wh of a timid nature, and whe der the thumb of wicked old haridan. re EEE 0m, She. didn’ dave: say. her soul was her own, and. Mother: — ae oe ee ge Agee ty ora om stock-in-trade di of before odo hil ie McGinniss had quite 2 of po panict a 7 Mother M Fanny was closing ab ate ee Pete 1 shaking one of | J At one of the corners of Greenpoint avenue, facing the — in spite of her.success, was treated like a do La

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2 WATCHING HIS CHANCE. “T'll git square wit’ yer yet, see if I don’t, Joe Judson!” _ “You will—I don’t think,” replied Joe coolly. “Do you Imagine that you control the newspaper trade around the -ferry that you have the gall to butt in on another fellow’s customers ?” “Yah! Dat wasn’t no reg’lar customer of yours.” . “That dceesn’t make any difference. He ealled me over to sell him a paper and you had to push in and try to do me out of the sale. It didn’t do you any good, for the man wouldn't have it. Then, on top of it, you tried to steal my enny. “Ye’re a liar! I dropped dat penny meself.” “Well, I dropped you for trying to get away with it.” “Tl fix yer for dat. Me and de gang’ll get hoid of yer sSomé time and we won’t do a t’ing to yer,” replied Pete. “Then the cops will get hold of you and your gang, and that will be the last of the lot of you around these diggings for some time to come.” “What do we care for de cops? j Dey’re alwus chasin’ us and never ketchin’ us. Dey can’t do not’in’. Dey’re like ice wagins.” ‘ “They'll get you some day, allright.” “Yah! Dey’ll get not’in’! Dat’s wot we t’ink of de cops,” and Pete put his thumb to his nese and wagged his fingers in a derisive kind of pantomime. Then he walked off and bumped rudely into Fanny Fair, who was starting off with a-small bundle of unsold evening papers in her arms. “Wot’s de matter wit’ yer?” he sdid to her. “Why can’t yer git out’er me way?” ' ' Her bundle of papers fell to the walk and were scattered around the curb. ; Joe sprang forward and started to pick them up for her, intensely indignant at McGinniss, who kept right on his way. Fanny herself picked up a few, and then Joe tied the bun- dle up again for her. “Thank you,” said the girl, flashing a timid but grateful k look in the boy’s face. a “You’re| welcome, miss. If I can do anything for you at 4 any time let me know. I sell papers around here, and you'll see me every afternoon.” 3 “Dye seen you often,” she replied, “You’re a very nice : y.” = Hpaeke for the compliment. I feel sorry that you work for Mother Meiggs. I can’t see how you do it.” - PS he Si Fanny gave a frightened glance around, as if expecting the haridan to spring out on her from some place, and then, tucking the papers under her arm, smiled shyly at Joe and tripe away. : “She’s a nice girl,” said Joe to himself, looking after her. “I wish I knew her better, I can see she’s afraid of Mother Meiggs. The old sg must have some hold on her, other- - wise +] should think she’d run away from her. I wonder how the beldame got hold of her in the first place? Couldn’t be she stole her when she was a little thing. I’ve read about - such things in story books, and in the newspapers. It’s _ mighty funny how she lets herself be bossed around by that Final ge I guess it’s because she hasn’t any courage. I’m ‘While he was speaki streets for her.” le ts in the direction of Newtown Creek. me neighborhood. wi ing he was walking along one of the ength he came to a shabby brick building let out in a ince rooms each, and occupied by about sixteen s aunt and her husband, Ors lose men who | tally dissatis- the world in general and his own fate in partic- ged to a certain political party, and held ex- tired of discussing the Rights of Man, and things i? ho only had chance of doing so, but at the same time he gave a practical illustration of his contempt for the Rights of Woman by brow-beating his uncomplaining wife. Although the aim of her life seemed to be to try and please him, she never succeeded in doing so, and Joe, ‘who thought a great deal of his aunt, was thoroughly disgusted with his behavior. . When Joe entered the flat that evening he found Mr. Jen- ing at the supper table and kicking, as usual, over some- ng. . “Confound it, Mary!” he roared, “haven’t I told you a million times that I like my steak rare?” “I thought that was quite rare, Thomas,” she protested, when he interrupted her with a bang on the table. 2 “You thought! That’s just it. You’re always thinkin’ and never doin’. If I was running this flat things would be different.” : Joe, as he listened to his outbreak, thought they would be different-—decidedly so, and for the worse. He sat down after nodding to the lord and master of the establishment, and getting a frown in return. His aunt helped him to a piece of the steak, which was © certainly not well done, notwithstanding Mr. Jenkins’ asser- tion to the contrary. : The conductor took up a copy of the evening paper, and after reading five minutes he burst out into a tirade against the exactions of trusts, politicians, and finally the bloated bondholders of the railroad he was working for. “Do you call this coffee, Mary?” he suddenly demanded, breaking off in the midst of an argument against the rich. “Yes, Thomas,” she answered gently. ‘ “IT deny it, however, with a smothered growl, and then resumed his argument. In the midst of his declamation Joe finished his supper, put on his hat and hurriedly left the house. ’. =~ CHAPTER IL. FANNY FAIR FINDS A PROTECTOR. Joe had been treated to a billboard ticket to one of the cheap theatres of Brooklyn Borough, and was on his way to avail himself of this chance to see a show. He had to take a car to get to the theatre in time, and he-cut across the poorest section of Greenpoint to reach the line of cars he wanted. He was passing through a particularly squalid block when a sharp scream rang from the doorway of one of the houses. The next instant a young and pretty girl, whom he recog- nized as Fanny Fair, came darting into the » pursued by a stout virago of a woman, with a fiery face blazing with passion. Joe readily identified her as Mother Meiggs. She caught the girl by her long. disheveled hair and began to lash her savagely with a heavy strap. “You young hussy!” she roared. “I'll ’arn ye to be givin’ my food away to persons pretendin’ to be starvin’ in a land of plenty. Take that, and that, and that!” : the girl ese a vdeeoan’ ie lash descended on bes bare arms an nly-dra: shoulders, raising great, marks on the flesh. “Don’t, don’t; please don’t, Mother Meizgs! I won’t do it any more.” “T'll bet yer-won’t!” snarled the haridan, with another cruel blow. F “Don’t kill me!” moaned the girl. _ ay eg “Y'll_kill yer if I feel like it. Yer belong to me and I'll do as I please with yer. Take that, and——” The oe was snatched from her uplifted hand and she ee back with a force that landed her in a heap in e fer. 4 u wasn’t a woman I’d knock the block o: ! eried Joe Judson, so angry that he hardly knew at he : STA eat oie the | ing little girl, with blazing ana . ot drawn up tok his full height, looking defiantly at figure 1 -discomfited Mo Mei; .. The virago was didn’t know what ha ed to her. | us |, She picked h with some di ; 7 a> 1° w zo shaken up by her fall that at first she She pick no tapes eee ein ey had got into her head and made hor see things om i eee 7

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WATCHING HiS CHANCE. 8 Finally she seemed to grasp the situation and uttered a gasping cry of rage. d : : “You bloodthirsty young viper!” she exclaimed, mad with passion, “You shall pay for strikin’ me!” “More likely you'll pay for beating this\poor girl,” re- torted Joe, threatening the woman with the strap in order to_keep her at bay. p Mother Meiggs, however, was a born scrapper, and a little thing like a strap had but a trifling effect upon her. She bore the lasting scars of many a tough battle with men and women alike, and for a boy like Joe she had the utmost contempt. + he advanced upon him with teeth and nails clenched, breathing yenganpye upon both him and Fanny. What she didn’t mean to do to both of them when she got her hands on them wasn’t worth considering. _The racket aroused the whole population of the imme- diate vicinity. The windows filled with women and children, and the doorways with tough-looking men, all eager to see Mother Meiggs, who was well known to them, as a matter of course, on the rampage. Nobody cared anything for the haridan, and they would have seen her bones picked before helping her out of trouble. paey Fair had long enjoyed the sympathy of the neigh- borhood, but few of the men or women had ever had the courage to interfere between her and her tyrant, for the old beldame’s prowess was much respected by her neighbors. The people contented themselves with talking about the haridan behind her back, and the things said about her would have filled a library. * A cirele of slatternly children began to gather at a re- spectful distance from the principals in the racket, and eyed them with interest and not a little fear, Fanny's tears and terrified demeanor, but more than all i Joe’s plucky attitude in facing the female terror of the lock, Frouied poneral sympathy ip their favor, As Mother ciges began to close on Joe the excitement rose to a fever pi = eds One woman another at the windows, gai cour- age from the presence of their husbands, hegan to hurl abuse on the virago. It had no more effect on her than water on a duck’s back. - Joe began to feel decidedly uneasy over the attention he had attracted. fe also began to entertain grave doubts as to the issue of this conflict, for he couldn’t think of using his fists on the Ry vn - he oe ct = as + ai a together, he was placed at a great disadvantage, an e recognized it. Py w To the surprise of the crowd of spectators, Mother Meiggs an PO Sak Se She Eye ney. bringing her into their flat and asking protec- = for the place, f a: front, ppeared wi ts oe the subject.

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4 WATCHING HIS CHANCE. “Well, we'll take her in to-night,” he said, “but you'll have to let her have your sofa-bed in the sittin’-room,” to ~~ Joe. “I dare say you won’t mind bunkin’ on the floor here. Your aunt will furnish you with a spare blanket or two.” “Y'm willing to put up with anything so long as you do ee the right = by Fanny,” replied Joe, cheerfully. ; The matter being thus amicably settled, Mr. Jenkins told _ the girl to consider herself under their protection until something could be done for her. d CHAPTER Iil. FANNY’S STORY. “Perhaps you wouldn’t mind tellin’ us somethin’ about _, yourself, young lady,” said Mr, Jenkins, regarding Fanny with an air of interest, for there was something about the girl that told the conductor that Joe’s protege was not of common stock. , “How came you to be livin’ with that old hag, and in such a low neighborhood? You don’t look as if you was always used to such people,” : Fanny seemed timid about making any explanation of her history. 2 Joe, however, came over and, sitting on part of the chair with her, taking her hand in his, encouraged her to_ speak. “Tell us ali about yourself, Fanny, and then we'll know better how to help you,” he said. “I once lived in a nice house in Boston,” she began, “and Il remember I had everything I wanted. I had a Shetland pony, a dog-cart, and lots of playthings.” ; “Were your folks rich?” asked Joe, in surprise. * “My father worked in a big bank.” -_. “Then he must have been rich.” ee “J don’t think we were rich, for we didn’t live in a grand _ house like many ladies did, and we didn’t give balls and parties, like the big people; but we just lived nicely. I - went to school and learned to play the piano, and I was _. very happy until——” ; '. . Fanny paused and her eyes filled with tears. “Until what, Fanny?” asked Joe, gently. ‘ — “Until one ey a dreadful thing happened.” #4 dreadful thing!” repeated Joe, while his aunt ‘and fer husband looked at the girl, curiously. = . “Yes,” she said, in a choked voice. “One night the president of the bank came with another man and took my Tather away in a cab.” e : i t for?” asked Joe. “Where did they take him to?” _ “To the bank and afterward to prison.” “To prison!” ejaculated the boy. “What did they do that for? Had your father been doing some wrong?” - *No, no, no! It was very cruel of them,” sobbed Fanny. “They oat, he took money belonging to the bank and used A profound silence followed her words. _ evidently had his own opinion on the subject. : “My vather wouldn’t do such a thing. | ‘ J harge him with stealing,” cried the e her lovely eyes flashed indi, a cent from anybody that di ow’ll believe that.” _ course we believe it,” replied Joe, _ : se ha so Se ee eet good to mother and me, and they they could h ften h out “Why didn’t you tell ; “but I know the ‘ a tee” ant “I suppose, then, the

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WATCHING HIS. CHANCE. 4 5 She could see that he was not wholly satisfied to have her im the flat. Mrs. Jenkins and, Jce were not blind to the fact, either. However, it was decided that Fanny was to stay at the flat until Joe could make better arrangements for her. Joe looked the morning paper over for something that might suit the girl. He saw. an advertisement which stated that an elderly “Did she take you?” asked Joe, in a tone of interest. lady of means wanted a young girl companion bai could “No. She carried me.away to a low place where she had | make herself generally useful. lived before she came to look after my mother, and that| He read it out to his aunt and Fanny. : night carried me aboard a boat, and in the, morning we| “That would be just the place for you,” he said to his were in New York.” protege. “Why didn’t you kick?” The address gave a number of on Madison Avenue, New “She threetened to kill me if I didn’t do as she said. | York. She showed me a horrid-looking knife, and put the point| “The lady must be pretty well off,” continued Joe, “for against my neck, I was terribly afraid of her and didn’t | Madison Avenue is one of the best ‘residentees streets on dare do say enié the other side of the river.” “She took me to live in an awful place in the ci It was so dirty and common and the people were so ba ‘that I soon sick and nearly died,” said Fanny. “But I got well at last. Then Mother Meiges told me that it was time for me to get my own living, saying that she did ‘not keep had worked came upstairs. He seemed shocked on seeing ‘my mother dead and in such a poor place. She spoke to me and then went away. After a while a nice coilin came to the house and my mother was taken to an undertaker’s pee The man came back and wanted to take me to his ouse. Mother Meiggs told him she’d take me there in a aoe while, so the man gave her some money and his ad-. “T don’t look nice enough to go to fac a place,” ’ replied Fanny, doubtfuily. “Yes, you do. You’re dressed neatly, even if your clothes haven’t a swell cut, But that ain’t everything, dress isn’t. You’ ind ot the face of an angel, and you’re sure to catch eats nor kittens that didn’t catch mice.” on,” the boy, epg age 6 “What did she make you do?” asked Joe. ow ean you ialk so, Joe?” she said, with a smile and a “She took me/to a place where they sorted out rags, and | blush. : “Because it’s the truth. Isn’t it so, Aunt Mary?” “Yes,” replied Mrs. Jenkins. “You have a pretty and interesting face, Fanny.” : “That’s what she has,” said Joe. “I wish you were my sister.” y She blushed a little again and gave him an affectionate 00 “Pll be your sister if you want me to,” she said, putting her hand confidingly in his. she made me work there. When the man paid me she took the money, and often beat me if I didn’t make as much as she thought 1 ought to.” | “What arm old Villain!” “A year ago she brought me over here, and we went to live in Dover Street, where you found me to-night. After a while Mother Meig s bought out that newsstand on the |] corner of Greenpoint Avenue, and she made me sell papers _ there ev hee | afternoon. She said if I dared run away from her she’d follow me till she found me, and then she’d have “Will you?” eried the boy, with a pléased look. ee _ my life,” said Fanny, shuddering and looking in a fright- | Ill be your brother. I'd like to see ody, Mother Mei : ened way at the door, as if she half-expected to see the Fold in ya eg lay a finger on you after this. It woul mt hag. aie p in with a long knife in her hand. be good for them, I can tell you that. Well, shall we take < ell, don’t you worry about her following you,” said | the boat ‘ites the river this morning and answer that | 2 a in Ms maaotute ore “I’m going Seg pane: you. If|vertisement, Ranny?” er Meiggs shou on your track she ave me to « ; reckon with, and she won’t find that an easy proposition, re woh ge. es pale tokd Pa ee i oa heard. bet_your life.” “No, I ain’t. Aunt M is your friend, too.” __ The boy threw one arm protectingly around the girl and| «OF ¢ourse I am,” said Mrs. Jenkins. she nestled close to him, as if she felt that nothing could| «pyt T haven’t any hat?” said the girl, suddenly fecollect 3 ~ harm her while he was around. ing 4 that she had left the domicile of Mother Meiggs bare- : eg er yw Pires are savererien Joe’s aunt, and | he aded. ae _ when she conclu it the little woman came over an ay aimee = her seh oe een a kissed her and said that, she actllygst, et yn" pees, Saw lend ae fee tice, eee rover see Mother Meiggs any more. s ted J cheep = reg bed, took her to the room occupied by Joe and put vs Jenkins rece ete ag or wre r £-% a ‘soon | _ “So you’re goin’ to take charge of that girl, are you? Ne gs i bese he ~ beet and j afterward he and Fanny left the flat toge Raa: ins to Joe, after Fanny and Mrs. Jenkins} after she had been provided with a cheap but neat aah pay = eT i , ad y, wn, lere was an incredulous, sneering | ring in his tones. See nea aie fiver meg walked all the way to NG. 8 - alate ‘Me Joe, stoutly. Madison Avenue. ; P| I think I see you} Jt was quite a long walk, but Fanny was a healthy g 2 309 lee you can’t more’n pay your| and didn’t mind it no more than Joe . A eee don't ¢ "a, eg nothin’ to speak of?” eg epee the high stoop and Joe tang the Lig . . ‘How? et ae conductor, blowing out: a cloud of smoke. “hi Wien a servant came to the door Joe ecg their « wl sc n 3f looking pla n Whatever SS co adlentiaeions A 20 that he and his wit ont arn fie hug TL lady looked ‘Tt was now after ten es Mr. Jenkins h toe hes se tr rahes man wonton rom. * Se seat rforeniea she sel, ater that, and then: atter bent si ia wit neds ea. ; Was hs Joe, on, he a. he saree in on the bitches foo 2 be euca “(Pf Rte Logehpits my iy perYes _ma’an guess we'd |

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6 like your face, ma’am. I know you’d be kind to her. She needs it,” and he put his arm around the girl in a way that ke volumes. “She’s suffered a wholé lot more than most girls are called on to stand, but she sha’n’t suffer any more if I can help it. She’s my sister now, and I’d go through fire and water for her. We'll go now, ma’am, with your permission.” ; _ “Wait a moment,” said the lady, who had been much impressed not only by Joe’s earnest speech, but by Fanny herself, for the girl’s face and innocent manner appealed to her very strongly. “Sit down. I want to talk to your— sister, I think you said?” ? “No, ma’am, she isn’t my real sister, but I’ve promised to be a brother and protector to her, and that’s why I men- tioned the word.” “Well, perhaps we can get over the question of refer- ences, if you think you can’t furnish satisfactory ones. Have you a father or morther. living, my dear?” ve “My father is living,” replied the girl, her lips quivering at the recollection of her father’s unhappy fate. : “I presume he is living in this city; that is, somewhere in Greater New York?” “No, ma’am,” replied the girl, with downcast e “No?” replied the lady, in some surprise. — perhaps his business takes him away. Is that it? _ wants to secure you a home?” “No, ma’am,” answered Fanny. ? Her pitiful, dejected air surprised the lady still more. es. Oh, I see, And he “Where is your father?” : _ Fanny tried to answer, but she choked up and burst into tears. Mrs. Burgess looked her astonishment, then she turned to Joe for an exp tion. ores “You mi , with a flash in his didn’t ‘i - viele illing the exact facts about Fanny’s father. president himself, and his no rest from the hour he in a common tenement in i daughter reduced almost to rescue the child and _ bri i expense this benevolent purpose “co her pra od at the tins of her that the poor girl was in no way responsible of her father, but, nevertl was it pos- to take into her household the child of a con- her ‘to decide whether the man was guilty with the facts before them, had de- 1 e the presumption was not in a for her ? was not for “the lady WATCHING HIS CHANCE. and she could not but admire the way the boy tried to de- fend his companion’s unfortunate position. In a moment all the charity of the good lady’s nature came to the surface, and she laid her hand gently and pity- ingly on the girl’s bowed head. ; e ll me your history, my child,” she said, kindly. “Do not be afraid that I will hold anything against you use of your father, whether he be guilty or mnocent. You are not to blame for his acts.” But Fanny only wept harder, as the lady stroked her fair hair. “T’ll tell you, ma’am,” said Joe, and le did. He repeated the story Fanny had told the night before, gealling on those pers where the girl and her mother had suffered through the prejudice of the respectable element of the community, ial with a pathetic eloquence, how the pair had been forced down the rungs of prosperity till aie fetched up at the bottom. en he told how Fanny had heen, Kidnapped by Mother Meiggs, brought to New York and practically held a pris- oner ever since until he had rescued her the preceding night by doing up the old haridan. “And you have only known the girl less than twenty- four hours, and yet you have taken her to your heart as a sister?” said Mrs. Burgess. *“T have known her for some weeks by sight, ma’am, but I don’t ask to know her any better than I do now. She’s an honest, good littie girl, and whether you take her or Bee ee Stn, she’ll never want for a friend as long as I ive. It wasn’t possible for the lady to doubt the boy’s loyalty to his new companion. He believed in her from her head down, and was ready to prone it by his actions. “Have you a father and mother, my boy?” she asked him. “No, ma’am, I’m sorry to say I haven’t; but I have an aunt, and she’s the best woman in all the world.” “What do you do for a living, for I presume you are ‘obliged to work?” ; “T sell papers at the Greenpoint ferry, ma’am.” “Wouldn’t you like a better employment? You look to me like a smart, ambitious boy, and unusually intelligent,” “I am looking for a job with a future, ma’am,” he replied. “Then I will help you. My brother is president of the Greenpoint ferry. will give you a letter to him, urging him to find you something to do,” “Thank you, ma’am. I am very much obliged to you. But I’d rather you’d do something for Fanny. She needs it more than I do. I can fight my way through the world, but she can’t. Excuse my saying so, but I’ve sized you up as a kind-hearted lady, and I’m sure-you’d do the right’ thing by Fanny; but I don’t ask you to take her if you have any doubts as to what she is. If you don’t find her as good as a daughter to you I shall be much astonished. At any rate, you’ll find her good and true. That’s all I’ve got to say, ma’am.,” “Tl take Fanny, not only on your recommendation but be- cause I believe in her face. I feel sure I shall not be dis- appointed in her,” F Y emphatically. “I’d like to ask ou will not,” said Joe, one fayor, ma’am,” “What is that?” asked Mrs. Burgess, with a smile. “I want you to let me call and see her sometimes,” he said, earnestly, “I don’t want to lose her altogether if I can help it. haven’t known her long. it is true, but we’ve promised to be brother and sister, and so—you understand what I mean.” “Oh, Joe, Joe!” cried Fanny, throwing her arms around his neck and bursting into tears again, “i’d—I’d rather not stay than lose you. You’ve been my friend when no one else would stand up for me, I love vou, Joe, I leve you!” Mrs. Burgess was visibly affected by the attitude of the young people toward each other, and she hastened to assure them that they should see each other as often as once a his| week if they wanted to. ile Mrs. Burgess was sg, We ie a better for 3 a - x -

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CHAPTER V. THE ELUSIVE WALLET. , Mrs. Burgess’ brother, besides being ~ president of the ecapaalat Ferry Co., was head of an up- town bank, and Joe was directed by the lady to, go to that institution to see him. The bank was in the neighborhood of Madison Square, and the boy hastened there at once, as he was anxious to make a change in his line of business as soon as possible. Reaching the bank, he inquired for Mr. Story. —_ The attendant, after sizing him up, asked what his busi- ness was with Mr. Story. . “Pye got a letter for him,” replied Joe. t Mr. Elliot Sto “Well, give me the letter and I'll take it in to him. You can wait ied till I return.” pi ; < Joe handed him the letter and he took it into the presi- , dent’s office. In a few minutes he came out and asked the boy to fol- : low him. “You are Joseph Judson, are you?” said Mr. Story when WATCHING HIS CHANCE. 7 and the boy thought he saw’something fall from his pocket. He wasn’t quite sure about it, and so he sauntered slowly over te the spot where they had passed at the time. Sure enough, lying in the dirt he saw a good-sized wal He pounced upon it at once, It was an expensive pocketbook, and on the flap, in gold letters, was stamped the name of Frederick DeHaven. “Looks as if it might contain something of value,” mut- tered Joe. “That gentleman with the light overcoat must have dropped it. Where 1s he now?” The boy looked around, but the two men in question were not in sight. He ran across to the corner of Greenpoint ‘Avenue and rey éagerly up the street, but he couldn’t see any sign of them. He scudded up the street a couple of blocks, but the men werenot to’be seen. 5 ‘ Then he gave up the search for them and returned to the erry. He sought out a retired spot near a spile-head overlooking the river and started to examine the wallet. There was about $60 in money in it, various papers, and several newspaper clippings. let. a ‘Joe was shown into his office. Gee! This is a find for fair,” he said, gazing at the Yes, sir,” replied the boy, respectfully. i. money. “I wonder what McGinniss would say if i knew “My Mow poapeats me bahia and at you R Latina of I’d found this?” . 3 - Ome What have you been working at, if anything?”| «}req say ‘halves!’” cried a well-known and unpleasant ; » “DPve been selling newspapers since I left school, sir.” voice at his elbow, and a hand was thrust forward and “Is that all you've done in the line of work? naisndvanetandat tie ‘wallet. “ae sant St Se aay Joe whirled around and confronted McGinniss. : “At No ° RI ank Str t,' Greenpoint.” “Been hookin’ a pocketbook, eh?” said Pete, with a dis- » es “With Sage rae point. ; agreeable grin. “I was on to yer and saw yer do it. Ante up ia ne live with my aunt. My father and mother re ood that money now or I’ll give yer away to the first cop 7 ould you like to work on a ferryboat?” — “A. =e “ : st dink ind what Yds, ai, 90 Tongan 1 offers me al "Ante, up nothing” retorted, Joe, fgund this walle, vss 1 adbeast “Gi f of dat money or I'll punch yer in de snoot!” F “If you prove to be as smart as you look, and are am- ee TOR ¥ money: § ‘4 y de snoot.” . bitious to make F kd mark, you can work your way up to Pieetoned Pete, who imagined. that. he could intimidate = be captain of a ferryboat in time. Or you can study for a “Let th u 1” ered J ; ; bi Teele position while serving your time aboard one of the that wallet go!” eried Joe, tugging at it. | ; ts. I do not know if there is any likelihood of an im- on severe = i genera ensued, each hanging on for mediate vacancy aboard’ our boats, but I will communicate | 4 “De wat ; e Py h " ‘eh : : with the captains and furnish them with your name and rop it!” roared Joe, ou haven't any right to inter- _ address, requesting that they will put your application for a position on file. They appoint the deckhands and other employees, and you will hear from one of them in due “course.” f - That ended the interview, and Joe returned point in time to get home to- dinner. He told his aunt that Fanny had got the place on Madi- son Avenue, and that he also the promise of a san gy on board of one of the ferryboats Divine between Manhat- an and Greenpoint. ; _ His aunt was very glad to hear that things had turned out so satisfactorily for Fanny, and she was also pleased that Joe was in line for something better than selling news- to Green- peer ane he was soon at his e, id was not in operation, was out searching for Fanny. ; Fanny now,” chuckled _passed through Dover The r gir only I was on to save neck. * ch a good look here to look ~ her stand ell, I don’t care. t from Twenty-third os "waa ‘quite. 2 number fere with me. “Gimme half and I'll let go,” returned Pete. , “Not on your life!” ; “Pll take it all, den!” % ou can get it you will!” McGinniss suddenly let go, and as Joe staggered back he jumped at him and struck him a heavy blow in the face. | Joe went down on his back. Pete followed up his advantage by leaping on Judson chest and making a snatch at the wallet. One of McG Te ; “i inniss’ friends came up at this moment and Pete called on him for help. ee Between them they wrested the wallet from Joe’s grasp. As Peter sprang up, Joe seized him by the leg and upst _ The pocketbook slipped from his hand, slid into a hole — in the end of the dock near the ferry-house, where the sana had taken place, and disa i . ; “It’s gone t’rough into de water!” cried Pete’s friend, peering through the hole. ack rer “Climb down and fish it out,” ejaculated MeGinniss, full of money.” 3 Joe was now on his feet, and when he realized tha wallet had gone through the hole in the dock he was pri Sh Pete’s friend away, he looked through the h and saw the waliet lying across,a heavy beam near the face of the river, where it was lapping against the em ment of the’street. ~ ~~ eer ie He determined to get it without delay. piri da As he started to climb over the edge of the dock; friend hoth seized him by the arms to try and and him.

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7. ' “Git after him!” urged Pete to his friend. inter de river!” E- ; ema cia him yerself,” replied the other boy, not relish- : e job. i ete, however, was not anxious to undertake the mission ' after the punch in the jaw he had received from Joe’s hard * He and his friend leaned over the top of the stringpiece and followed Judson’s movements. They saw the wallet where it was reposing on the cross- beam, and they calculated that Joe was bound to recover it. “Well, we kin keep him from gettin’ back on the dock, anyway, unless he divides wit’ us,” said Pete. : “We will do dat,” agreed his friend. ; Lower and lower Joe crawled toward the water and the spot where the wallet lay. ¥ At that moment the ferryboat from Tenth Street, Man- _ hattan,-came in, and her paddle-wheels kicked up a suc- cession of waves. “2 Just as Joe reached for the pocketbook the water surged aaa -with a big splash and washed it off the beam. Ss ith an exclamation of vexation, the plucky boy saw it _ sucked out a yard or two into the river, and then it went at floating away on the roughened water. ; . CHAPTER VI. eae THE EFFORTS OF MOTHER MEIGGS TO FIND FANNY. a “If that wouldn’t make you mad,” growled Joe, following _ the course of the wallet. as Pete and his companions gave a shout and, jumping on _ their legs, started along the dock, keeping abreast of the a pocketbook. - The wallet soon soa 68 he under an Pj chaps, Sty wharf. Joe returned to the w the wey he had gone down. He saw Pete and his friend on the next w climbing with the evident intention *of grabbing the prize when floated clear of the wharf. | He rushed over to watch their movements, and see if they were successful. te 4 the wallet seemed to be a long time in making its , they disappeared under the dock to search for it. At that moment Joe saw it floating out from under the several yards away. He made for the next wharf, keeping its position in sight. e long, low sl was moored against the wharf and Soe saw that the let would strike against!the side of the de lost no time of the craft, and lean- springing aboard over her three-inch rail lashed the pocketbook out of the er the moment it came within reach. rom te regained the dock, where he squeezed the water his ee te as well as rhs Ferry dock to'find his bundle way he saw Pete and his companion still search- under the other wharf for the prize which had eluded neg at their fruitless quest. ep | ” he said; “maybe you'll find it—I don’t think!” re bunch of papers lying near Pete’s ,_ grabbing heoes up, ‘was soon ‘ooking’ around abc eee. that Joe saw Mother Mei near that there hurried back to the ete McGinniss. he trouble Fin store for him, he ae i a nd, wan : . nme?” “caked Joe, see yen WATCHING HIS CHANCE. “Shove him| yong ee eae, ee ort tin acer © him ‘ands surly “You old villain,” “you'll never see that girl again!” “Won’t 1?” cackled the haridan. or not. What have yer done with her? be the death of yer!” : “You'll never find out from me. If you bother me I'll tell the police how you kidnapped her from Boston, and have kept her with you ever since by threats.” “Yah!” snarled the old woman, extending her talon-like fingers at him as though she were itching to fasten them on his throat. “Here comes a cop now. he said, “Pll see whether I will Tell me, or TH If you don’t skip P’ll make a _| complaint against you.” The hag turned, saw the officer, and then, after hurling a storm of abuse, mingled with threats, the boy, shuffled away from the spot and was soon out of sight. Pete, who had been a witness of the brief interview, ex- pecting to see Joe roughly handled by the virago, was dis- appointed over the result. “She'll do yer up. yet,” he said, darkly. “Some dark night when ye’re goin’ home yer’ll git a knife in yer in- nards, and that’ll be yer finish.” Joe paid no attention to his remark and went about his business. - At seven o’clock he had disposed of all his papers and went home to supper. He was shadowed at a distance by Pete McGinniss, who noted the flat-house where he entered, and then went to Dover Street to report the fact to Mother Meiggs. After supper, Mr. Jenkins went to a corner saloon to talk with some of his acquaintances. Then Joe drew the wallet he had found from his pocket. “See what I picked up to-day,” he said to his aunt. “It belongs to a man named Frederick’ DeHaven and contains $60 in money and a lot of papers and newspaper clippings. I’m going to watch the papers to see if it’s advertised for. If the owner never turns up I guess the money will belong to me.” His aunt was surprised when he exhibited the six $10 bills, and she congratulated him on his good luck. “Oh, the money isn’t mine yet, Aunt } ary. I may have to return the whole business in a day or two.” “But you'll probably get one of the bills as a reward, and that’s something.” “Maybe , so, in that case. It’s worth it, for, owing to a young scamp who sells papers at the ferry, I nearly lost it, and had a hot time getting hold of it again.” Joe then told his aunt the fall particulars of the inci- dent. After glancing at several of the Ser which appeared to be business memoranda, he handed the pocketbook to his aunt and asked her to keep it for him. Next. morning, about eleven o’clock, a surly looking man went through the house selling shoe-laces. Nob wanted any, but that fact did not seem to bother him mu He seemed to be very inquisitive with his eyes, especially when he reached the top floor and knocked on the door of the Jenkins’ apartments. When both her husband and Joe were out, Mrs. Jenkins was cautious in her attitude toward strange visitors. She kept the door on a chaia which only permitted it of _ being opened a few inches, and through this narrow opening ane held all converse with callers whom she did not know. The man with the shoe-laces didn’t have much chance to ingpect the kitchen and consequen 4 was disappointed. e couldn’t foe with any degree of certainty whether there, was anybody else in the room besides the little woman her- As Mrs, Jenkins told him that she didn’t want any shoe- laces,.and shut the door immediately after saying so, the hawker went away unsatisfied. ; then deepest lingered around the neighborhood for an hour and — + That eng garned sy again, but Epes with a Rs

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WATCHING HIS CHANCE. 9 “No, we’re lucky to have any old clothes to wear,” the boy. The man muttered something and then started for the ; stairway. : Joe closed the door and returned to the table. “She is..’t- there,” said the man, in a low tone, to Mother Meiggs. : ste - “How kin yer be sure of that when yer only seen one room?” she asked. “They’re at supper, and the table is only set for three— the man, woman and: the boy,” he replied. The hag uttered an imprecation. “We must find the hussy,” hissed the old woman. “I never did see sich luck. e must find her. She’s worth a mint of money to me with that baby face of hers and 2 winnin’ ways. She must be somewhere ’round here. That boy is hidin’ her somewhere... I’d like to strangle him, the viper! We've got to watch.” They walked slowly downstairs and left the building. Next day the same man, looking differently, hung around | the neighborhood and asked questions of the children. r He finally learned from a boy that Joe Judson had left = the house with a girl the preceding day, and that they : turned up the next street. % ' This satisfied the man that Fanny Fair was not now in the : neighborhood, but where Judson had taken her was a mys- te ry. He returned to Dover Street to impart the little he had learned to the old hag. “The only way I can see that you can trace her is by keepin’ a sharp watch gn that boy when he ain’t sellin’ ,” said the man.* “He’s bound to go where she is hidin’ some time. By keepin’ track of his movements you ought to find out where she is.” Right yer are,” chuckled the old woman. “I know a bay at’ll an it > yes swe Stee yoo os aggre een I don’t mind spendin’ a few dollars to. make it worth - while to shadder the young viper. Ah! When I git that gal back I'll fix her!” she added, viciously. _“I’!!-make her Yue the hour she ran away. I'll strap her till she can’t ‘walk for a week! Her cries will be music to my ears! Oh, if I only had her here this moment!” and the haridan opened and shut her claws venomously. nl “Every night and morning after that Pete McGinniss hung ground the flat-house where Joe lived, and wherever Joe __- went he was closely shadowed by Pete. * aia his ear- CHAPTER VII. : JOE SECURES A JOB AS A FERRY HAND. a The third day after Fanny went to live with Mrs. Bur- me gess a letter came to the Jenkins flat addressed to Joe. ~~ ‘When Joe opened it he found it was from the captain of the Sexreooet eee on the Twenty-third Street line of the Greenpo: erry. | , f itt was requested to report on board the boat at ~ Tiest portunity, a ask for the writer. eC weaLooks like a job, ‘Aunt Mary,” said Joe, in a tone of es ce ok: What do you think you’ll have to do?” - *. suppose T’ll have to learn the duties of a deck-hand. Tecan tell you better after I see tif captain.” “Jt will ‘be much better than selling papers, anyhow,” r said his aunt. © : \ : ; : I’ve done that long enough. There’s noth- This is the chance to get thead that I’ve S for. Some day I mean to be captain of one da Ms uties on the boat were over. So te hgoomae either a captain or a pilot one of as Ichoose.” | house, sa fe and started for the ferry-house. vhom was on friendly terms, came up replied | ‘the building a boy who lived in the| your eye skinned for trouble,” | “There’s a tough rooster, with a Prince Albert coat and a loud-looking vest, on the watch for you.” “There is, eh? I know him. His name is Pete McGin- niss.” : “You’ve had trouble with him, ain’t you?” “Yes. ‘He sells papers at the ferry.” “T noticed that he’s been hanging around here every night and morning for the last two or three days. He’s followed you away from the building twice to my knowledge. He’s up to something, so I thought I’d warn you.” ; “Thanks, Jimmy. Is he around here now?” “Yes, He’s behind that fence across the street. Don’t look, or he’ll know I’m putting you on to him. Where are you going now?” “To the ferry. I hope to get a job on one of the boats.” “That so? oing to give up selling papers, eh?” . “Well, IT hope you'll catch on. Just take notice in a sly way as you go along if that McGinniss, as you call him, isn’t following you.” “I will,” replied Joe, bidding his friend: good-by. Joe changed his mind about going direct to the ferry. He went up and down several streets, walked clear around one block, all the time keeping a cautious watch behind. He found that McGinniss was following him with dogged persistency. - “I wonder what he’s after?” Joe asked himself. “He’s alone, and I’ve given him several chances to overtake me, but he keeps the same distance behind. What’s his object?” ms j It seemed a mystery to him as he started direct for the e * 4 rry. ‘ He went into the building and made inquiries about the Osceola. “She'll be here in about ten minutes,” was the reply he got. He walked to one side to wait for her to arrive. Then he noticed Pete’s eyes on him. 7 “What the dickens is that rascal watching me so per- sistently for?” muttered the boy. “I’ve a Bites mind to go over and ask him what’s his little game. Perhaps I’d better not let him know that I’m on to him. I'll just keep my eyes on him, too, after this, and see if I can find out what his A pe purpose is, ‘. hen the boat came in Joe went aboard and asked for the 5° captain. ‘te He was directed where to find him, Ph The captain was a tall, well-formed man, with a full beard Joe.presented the letter he had just received from him, The captain sized him up critically. " i “How old are you?” he asked, abruptly. i Oe Joe told him. z “Well, it is our rule 5 & such work. ; himself and does his work.” “All right, sir,” replied the “Yes, sir.’ 5 well report pasteboard, “will pass

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10 watch me closer if he was a detective and I a suspected crook. The first thing he knows I’ll jump on his neck.” “eg rushed home to get his dinner, but Pete didn’t follow “WATCHING HIS CHANCE. So he let the wallet remain where his aunt had put it, and after a while forgot all about it. : The encouraging accounts he gave of Fanny’s new life with Mrs. Burgess greatly pleased Mrs. Jenkins, and sev- That afternoon Joe sold the New York evening papers for |eral times she expressed a strong desire to see the girl the last time. On the following morning he re i to the mate of the ferryboat Osceola, after gia he had written to Fanny; telling her of his goo getting a regular job. He was put to work cabin fioors. Sui uently he tackled the windows, and then there were other jobs allotted to him which kept him busy right along. 3 He worked with a will and was under the actual charge of. the head deck-hand. That morning Pete McGinniss hung around the flat- house and looked in vain for him to appear. Just before the young tough went for his supply of after- noon papers he stopped in at Dover Street to make his re- port and receive a certain cash payment from the old woman. That afternoon Pete missed Joe from his regular stamping- md in front of the ferry-house, and he wondered where se boy had gone. Next day, however, he discovered that Joe was working on the Osceola, and he carried the news to Mother Meiggs. orted prompily on time ys a Thereafter he confined his shadowing operaticns to the 7. evenings, but his detective work was productive of no satis- factory resuits, and finally the old woman got tired of pay- cae him and called him off. ; tor he made other efforts to discover the whereabouts of xa rong but the girl’s new abiding-place remained a mystery i to. her. a ‘Thus seyeral months passed away, and Joe not only made > ; in his new job, but came to be recognized as one of fhe most efficient deck-hands aboard the Osceola. During this interval he saw vale about four times. _ She had made herself solid with Mrs. Burgess the very first on and had gradually won a warm place in that "5 heart. ay liked her new home very much indeed, and was quite happy and contented there, but she did not think any the less of Joe because she was so well fixed. Rather, she grew more and more attached to him as the . weeks went by, for she could not forget that he had been a friend to her when she needed one very badly. And it was through his exertions, wholly, that she had rs! her present desirable situation, and her gratitude ew no bounds, Although it seemed to her that she never could forget what she had suffered while in the power of Mother Meiges; ey: ROY oould she pang Papi g areas, ¢ of that Pdi es t obate, still, as time slip away, years she ca under the thumb of the haridan seemed more and the kind-hearted Mrs. Burgess, she itten a long letter to her father, telling him of all that had happened to her since her mother’s death in the on tenement, and how, at last the sun of comparative ppiness was shining on her once more, and how very ppy she would be when the stern arm of the law per- 1 to come Sagara eae more, , declared that never believed him guilty of the of-which he had been convicted, and that she never d hi friends she had made in J mand rx Burgess nen peecieg hin ly dream. suggestion of —— CHAPTER VIIL a letter |some way Mother Meiggs might get on her track luck in j|and trouble come to her. again. Joe was afraid to have Fanny visit Greenpoint, lest in again At length, however, Joe discovered that the haridan had with another hand at swabbing the |sold out her newsstand and had vanished from Dover Street. He made inquiries of several residents of the block and learned from them that the old woman had gone back to her old stamping-grounds in Manhattan to live. Under these circumstances he decided that it would be safe to have Fanny come to Greenpoint to visit his aunt. So it was arranged that she should meet Joe’s boat at a certain hour on the following Sunday afternoon, the boy having secured permission to go off duty a couple of hours earlier than usual. Accordingly, at the hour in question, when the Osceola | arrived at her slip at the foot of Twenty-third Street, Fanny was on hand ready to go aboard of her. She looked a much different- girl to what she did when she went over the river the morning Joe escorted her to the house on Madison Avenue. She now looked much plumper and, if anything, prettier. Her shapely form was attired in a brand-new China silk dress, and a stylish hat sat jauntily on her golden curls. When Joe, who was on the lookout for her, went forward to meet her as she stepped on the boat, he mentally decided that there wasn’t a lovelier girl in Greater New York, and very proud indeed he was to enjoy the privilege of calling her his adopted sister. “You’re looking fine this afternoon, Fanny,” he said, greet~ ing her with a hug and a kiss which she blushingly ac- cepted. Am 1?” she laughed. “I’m glad you are pleased with my appearance. This is a new gown I put on for the first time to-day. Mrs, Burgess presented it to me. I am sure she’s the best and kindest woman in all the world.” “I guess she is, Fanny,” admitted Joe. “She certainly treats you like a daughter. You appear to have everything you want.” “T have. She not only lets me practice on the piano, but she has just made arrangements with a professor to give me two lessons a week. What do you think of that?” “T think vou fell into a regular snap when you went to live with Mrs. Burgess,” said Joe, as they walked toward the bow of the ferryboat. “And I didn’t do so badly, either, through her, for I got this job. I expect to rise to be a mate one of these days, and after that. captain.” “You'll be a big man by that time, with whiskers, won’t you?” she smiled. “ “ll be a man, all right, but I don’t know about the whiskers. I like a smooth face bétter. Of course, if you want me to have wriskers I’il consider the matter. I feel bound to do whatever pleases you.” “You are very nice to say that, Joe,” she said, laying her hand on his arm. “You are a dear, good brother to me, and I love you very dearly,” “And will you always love me just as dearly?” he asked, Always,” she soplied: with a positive nod. made Her rep! oe very happy. Ina Sedalia the boat s at until I get back,” he said, as he sta to walk away. As she stood near the forward railing, looking out on the sun-kissed river, two hard-looking lads appro: her from ack was turned toward them, Pete did not - recognize girl. He and Mike, however, saw that she was well dressed seeing that she was alone, judged that ‘ot I eall a peach of a gal,” said Grady, regard-— admiration. ae. replied Pete. “We ve and, was “Dat’s 7 behind with a look of ot your life she’s all dat,” e a mash,

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WATCHING HIS CHANCE. occasion to what it was when we first introduced him to the reader. He wore a complete suit of clothes that fitted him, had . shoes and stockings on, a derby hat, a clean shirt and da a collar, a necktie and a Brazilian diamond secarf- He also carried a gold-plated watch-chain, strung across his vest, though he had no watch in his pocket. His companion was almost similarly attired. Within the last month Pete and Mike had quit selling papers at the ferry, and the police missed their well-known ig capt from the eS ge aoge and wondered where eer had taken themseWes is probable that their absence from ‘their old stamping- grounds was looked upon as a boon, not only by the officers patrolling that district but by the small storekeepers, whom they had often annoyed, as well. Pete and Mike looked as if they had struck luck, wher- ever they had gone. As a matter of fact, they had; for they not only dressed like ordinary boys now, but they had money to spend in - their pockets. But if the reader thinks they had improved in character for the better he will be disappointed. Pete and Mike had taken the road that lands the ma- jority of its pedestrians in the State’s prison sooner or later. They had followed Mother Meiggs to New York, and had joined the select circle of her old friends in one of the crookedest sections of Manhattan. . They were learn’ ng how to make money by their wits and at other people’s exp The success which so fet attended their efforts in this direction satisfied them that only fools are honest. Their instructors, however, did not ‘take the trouble to point out to them that if z was a merry life, in its way, it was a short one—out of jai At present Pete and : were walking on the sunny side of the way, and as ag ke seemed to beam upon them, they were persuaded aren they had hitherto only been wast- ing their time selling newspapers. As both Pete and his companion were struck by Fanny’s appearance, they decided that as she appeared to be alone they ought to make her acquaintance. ere might be something in it for them in the way of a chatelaine watch, or a ~~ etbook, that they might find a chance to borrow on the sly. , This would be profitable for them, as well as good prac- tice in their new profession. So, after a whispered consultation, they lounged up along- Site, the the girl. “Fine arternoon, miss,” said Pete, by way of breaking ge looks pa don’t it, miss?” said Mike, getting on the other me of her. Fanny step ie bo back, rather startled, from the rail and ‘on her at the boys who were trying to ‘force oes company nee. as ae ves, but iat «bat Fair!” "jac ted P. is, for a RAaimtd G ak of meetin’ aa. yer, 1 wat da Pas de I ig ‘on, for * here. Where are me would t Il on weak i ‘Sure Oe eect We'd nae itah gE honor : Hae eee ‘been recognized by hoya, Whd kney of her ion sp away Mot ig ae ara looked $8 she i i, Foren, Eee spe , 11 “Let me go, please,” protested the girl. “Don’t be in a hurry,” replied Pete. hurt yer.” “Don't tear yourself away in such a rush,” said Mike. “We wus goin’ to offer to see yer wherever yer wuz goin’.” Fanny looked around for Joe. She saw him coming forward from the middle of the boat bs where several automobiles and one horse ‘and carriage were standing. She ae he would defend her from those rude boys and. drive them away. But at that moment something happened that altered the situation without any interference on the part of Joe. The boat was approaching her Greenpoint slip, and the Tenth Street boat was just hauling out. One of the Osceola’s rudder-chains snapped, or gave way in some manner. The boat, which was still under regulation speed, swung a as if on a pivot and dashed straight at the other cra Pete and Mike, together with Fanny, stood spellbound as they saw that a collision was certain to take place. The pilot rang the bell to back the Osceola, but he saw that the threatened accident could not be averted under the circumstances, so he and the mate braced themselves to meet the shock. Pete dropped Fanny’s hand and he and his companion rede rush for’safety without any thought for the girl erse Neither had been turned out of a heroic mold, and their mgs Aerags ok was to save their own precious selves. en the boats came together with a crash, Fanny uttered a shriek and started to run. A falling plank would have crushed her to the deck only for Joe, who, seeing her peril, sprang forward and dragged her out of danger. “We ain’t goin’ to i ' CHAPTER IX. JOE’S DOUBTS AND FEARS. . p A scene of great excitement and confusion took place on 2 both boats. e Practically all the damage done hap pppenes. to os Tenth aa Street boat, which had been struck head-on by the Osceola, With her engines at rest she floated away, showing a huge rent in the side of one of her cabins. here wasn’t a particle of danger, however, of her sink- ing, but the frightened people aboard of her didn’t know that, nor take any heed of the fact. They wanted to reach shore a, as soon as they ries a some of them so badly that only the presence and en of the deck-hands prevented them from jumping over! The samé state of affairs existed on board of the Oncecla Fortunately, both boats were not carrying a great woh, ne at the time, and the panic was quickly sw te Osceola had not been greatly damaged by the te’ 1810N. { standing, bad beet of her port rail, near where Fanny had carried away; and one ae east itolding-gates that kept the passengers within ashed by the falling debris from the other boat ieerd Y Sage she souk’: be be directed into her slip by the broke rudder, the pilot started to turn her around so that could use the forward rudder. It was then discovered that the collision had put that gn er ef commission also. That. eft the boat completely out of control. and an roblem ~ now e tact the pilot was how to wan se of a strong tide that ha ote. i casita ee damage inflicted, on their craft, “3 of couple of hands with te KB ¢ was os nga Po ye forward rudder. Ve Bae While ne he with the the riv

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es 12 WATCHING HIS CHANCE. “I should think we could have her arrested if she tried to interfere with me.” “So we could; but she’s such:a foxy old woman it might “Save me, Joe! Save me!” she cried, in a spasm of terror. “Don’t be frightened. I’ve got you safe,” he whispered, re- ' assuringly, in her ear. “The danger is all over. Come, now, brace up, like a byvve little girl. . But she had been so badly frightened that she couldn’t calm herself all in a moment. She clung tightly to her adopted brother, as if he was _her only haven of refuge. “Dear, dear Joe, don’t leave me!” “I’m not going to leave you. But everything is all right now.’ Look around and see if it isn’t.” She raised her head and gazed fearsomely about. The forward part of the deck, not far from where they stood, was littered with a pile of broken planks that had been torn from the Tenth Street boat. Otherwise, excepting the broken rail and smashed gate, nothing seemed to be different about the Osceola than before the collision, except that her engine was at rest and a number of her passengers were making their way to that fend of the boat to assure themselves that the craft was in no danger of sinking. -. “Oh, Joe, it was dreadful, wasn’t it?” she said, drying her eyes. with her handkerchief. “If you hadn’t been here __ I know I should have been killed.” kj “Well, Fanny. I won’t say but that you were in a danger- ous situation when the boats collided. Why didn’t you run _ at once when you saw that we were bound to butt into the _ ‘Tenth Street boat?” < *T couldn’t.” -, "You couldn’t? Why not?” : “Those boys had hold of me.” 7 ¢ “What boys are you talking about?” asked Joe, in surprise. “Those two newsboys who recognized me and insisted on talking to me.” ; Joe then recalled that he had seen two boys rush past him just as the boats came together, but in the confusion he had ‘not recognized them as old acauaintances, catch you herself, for she knows you’d recognize her right away. She could get a man, some scoundrel she is ac- quainted with, to do the trick for her. It’s better to be on the same side. An ounce of prevention, you know, is worth a pound of cure.” By that time the rudder had been sufficiently repaired to enable the ferryboat to make for her slip, so her engine was started and she steered back down the river. Reaching the neighborhood of the slip, she put in and was soon docked. The passengers rushed ashore, glad to be out of their predicament at last. : ; Joe put on his coat and followed with Fanny. When they: issued from the ferry-house Joe saw the two boys who had intruded upon his companion standing a short distance away, watching the entrance. He now got a square look at them, and he easily identified them as Pete McGinniss and Mike Grady. As soon as they saw that he ‘was with Fanny they walked off, but, nevertheless, Joe saw that they kept a sharp eye on him and the girl, and that they followed them at a distance. The ferryboat boy didn’t regard this as a good omen, and it worried him not a little. . Still there was no way out of the diffiulty that he could see at present, and he said nothing to Fanny that would cause her alarm. ‘ Joe wondered at the seeming prosperity of the two news- OVS. The personal appearance of both was so much improved that the boy had to admit that he scarcely would have known them if his attention had not been directly called to them by Fanny. |, Of the two, Pete showed the greatest change. Never before had Joe seen him with shoes on, or a decent. pair of pants, not to speak of a coat, hat, clean shirt, collar __*T saw the boys, but they didn’t look like newshoys,” re-| and necktie. plied Joe. E His was certainly a marvelous transformation, and what “I used to see them selling napers around the ferry when! brought it about. Joe could not guess, “He must have found a wad of money,” he thought, “for he’s certainly putting on a whole lot of style for him. I dare- say he doesn’t wear his. new rig every day, but I imagine he doesn’t go around barefooted any more.” te Joe wouldn’t have felt any special interest in Peter or his new. clothes if it wasn’t that he feared: for the conse- | quences, with respect to Fanny, of this meeting. Something whispered to him that Peter would bring trouble to the girl, and if it wasn’t that Fanny was with him he would have tried to have had the matter ont with the young rascal and his companion right there and then. He felt that he could not make any move against Pete under the circumstances, and so he and the girl walked slowly toward the flat-house where the Jenkinses lived, and presently arrived there. ; Just before they entered the building Joe cast a furtive look pen and saw Pete and Mike Grady a short distance looked after Mother Meiggs’ stand.” % their names?” T heard called McGinniss.” n’t mean Pete McGinniss!” cried Joe, in astonish- nt. “Why, that rascal always went barefooted, with a -tailed coat that didn’t fit him, and a gaudy-looking vest. » bi who ran past me a while age were pretty well |, like most boys, as far as I noticed.” dn’t know them at first, but they knew me,” said ny. “They came right up and spoke to me, and then zed them. I know one was McGinniss, but I don’t - the e of the other.” sed i) CHAPTER X. AN ANONYMOUS WARNING. Fanny was received by Joe’s aunt with open arms, the | little woman remarking that the girl had improved very much for the better since the night that cireumstances forced her to accept their humble my ego bh. Mr. Jenkins was not at home, as he Soren Sundays as well as week-days, and Fanny was rather p ; was away, as she didn’t like him much. the girl was talking with P e?” she cried, open it‘he Gevwa wince 10 hed ‘Mother ‘Melege he’ll aeriiee per with Joo, and after bein be hard to get hold of her. She probably wouldn’t try to / eased that he ae

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come over adopted brother’s care. eg ; en they landed at Twenty-third Street, Pete McGinniss, seer Grady and a hard-featured man were on the watch for em. : They were spotted at once by’ Pete, who called the atten- tion of his companions to them. When they boarded a car bound west, the man and the two boys got into a night-hawk cab, which was waiting for them, and the driver was directed to eeep. pace with the car. . _ Joe and Fanny got out at Fourth Avenue and took a Madison Avenue car uptown. ie The cab followed that car as it had the other, trailing on behind it when théy reached the tunnel, and coming out after it at the other end, near Forty-second Street. Turning up that street a short block the car entered Madison Avenue, with the cab swinging on not far in the rear, After proceeding a few blocks, Joe and Fanny got out and were soon ascending the stoop of Mrs. Burgess’ house. Those in the cab took careful note of the number of the house, after which the vehicle went on to the corner, where Pete and Mike got out, and then the cab drove away with the man in it. McGinniss and his crony walked back down the block and took up their position at the corner, where they had a full \view of the house that now sheltered Joe and the girl. Darkness came on and they walked hack to a position di- rectly opposite the residence of Mrs. Burgess, sat down on the bottom step of a high stoop and waited. After a lapse of two hours, during which the ex-newsboys consumed a package of cigarettes between them, the front door of the opposite house opened and Joe came out. Poe ein ila him as far as the stoop and bade good-by. “Dat es ie de matter,” remarked Pete, as they watched Joe walk rapidly to the corner and stand there waiting for a downtown car. “De gal lives in dat house. We've got her spotted for fair. I s’pose she’s one of dem maids wot waits on de lady of de house, curls her hair and does sich tings. She struck a swell job, but I reckon she won’t last ‘long arter dis. Mother Meiggs’ll have somet’in’ to say about de matter. She won’t put on sich style when she moves down to Blank Street. And I guess she won’t run away from de old woman in sich a hurry ag’in.” : - “She won’t~ git de chance, will she, Petey?” grinned Mike, as they started to board the car following the one taken by Joe. ter leaving the eating-house they took a side street j ae the thickly populated tenement district on the East Side, and went on till , the police as a fn a tough locality. ; cops who patrolled this neighborhood had to watch out was liable to drop on their heads when they i: Ait , . mares, ae Oe 5 y turned in through a low archway that at night looked t communicated with the infernal regions, and were ing at the door of a rear building. - oor was opened on a chain and a hoarse voice de- he img was cl 1en it was open 4 m1 ‘was: ed and an iron bar put across the door. Stn chorveatees, tr: a filthy entry. illuminated there before, for they did not e way, but pushed forward of ey came to Blank Street, known get disliked, for a brick or some other _ looking for it, and send them to the hospital or the WATCHING HIS CHANCE. 18 ain in the near future left for the ferry in her} bacco smoke and permeated with a compound of villainous smells. It was hard to tell whether the odor of stale beer, or cheap, whisky, or the contents of a pan sizzling on a small stove in the corner, predominated. They each did their best to attract -notice, and a weak stomach would have stood a poor show in the place. There were three persons in the room—Mother Meiggs, who was attending to the culinary operations; the low-browed man who had accompanied the boys in the cab, and a young woman of twenty, whose dissipated looks might easily have passed her off as thirty. The old hag had a clay pipe, with a short stem, in her mouth; the man had a wooden pipe from which he drew a cloud of smoke, while the young woman, whose fingers were stained with yellow, was carelessly puffing a cigarette that she had made herself. _ The boys received a fraternal greeting, and after perch- ing themselves on«a couple of stools, got out cigarettes and added their quota to the smoke in the room. The man who had let them in now appeared and blew out the candle. ’ He was cadaverous, hollow-eyed and hideous. He also had a bad cough of the graveyard order. A hunted look shone from the depths of his eyes, and he frequently glanced at the doorway as if there was some- thing he dreaded on the other side of it. Bad as the boys were, they were the most respectable- looking of the six now gathered in the room. “Yer jest come in time for a sassage and a -tater,” said Mother Meiggs, with a villainous grin. “Don’t want nothin’,” replied Pete. “We had our peck “It’s good to be at a beanery.” “Did yer, now?” chuckled the haridan. flush these hard times. Well, Jim tells me yer’ve spotted the cage that holds my pretty bird, and that yer stayed back to make ‘sure.” “She lives at the Mad’son Av’noo house. all right,” replied Pete, nodding his head. “Doesn’t she, Mike?” : “Dat’s right,” answered Grady. “Yer kin swear to that, kin yer?” “I kin swear on a stack of Bibles as high as one of dem skyscrapers downtown.” : : “Good boys!” cackled the hag. “I sha’n’t forgit yer.” “Dat’s right. Remember us in yer will,” said Pete. The sausages and fried potatoes, with bread and tea, were dished up on a dirty table, and the four adults got busy with their knives and forks, chiefiy the former. “Dat gal has a fine watch hangin’ from a hook on her- dress,” said Pete. “Wot’s de matter wit’ Mike and me gettin dat as our share of de business ?” “Is it a gold watch?” asked the hag. “Sure it’s gold,” answered Pete. “Yer want too much. That will have to pay the expenses | | I’ve been put to to git hold of her. Maybe I’ll pay yer both “Didn't | five bones, Yer ought to be satisfied with that.” ’ “Wot’s five bones?” ejaculated Pete, in disgust. we do wot vou’ve been tryin’ to do for the last six months— on spot dat gal? “S’pose yer did? I ain’t goin’ to pay out no mint of money — on that account.” _ ; “She’s wort’ a mint of money to yer. Yer’ve said so.” “What if she is? That’s my business,” ere the hag. “If ye’re goin’ to be a miser about it I wish I hadn't chipped in,” replied Pete, in a disgruntled tone. Oy aaay “Stow yer gab or yer won’t git nothin’!” eae fo The old woman worked herself up into a state of virtuous af indignation, as if she looked upon Pete McGinniss as most ungrateful youth that drew the breath of lite rs The rest of the company,. barring who sided Poses eg en ie FO a just ‘into the business, and were d vad he shut “pba. tis ri -

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14. WATCHING HIS CHANCE. " turned against Mother Meiggs, and he determined to get ; square with her. He had counted on getting hold of that watch, and had agreed to give Mike half the value of it in money for his share, and now he easily saw that if Fanny had it on when she was caught he wouldn’t get even 2 smeil of it. “Well, if he couldn’t “get the watch, Mother Meiggs shouldn’t get it, either, if ha could help it. ~ He’d put a spoke in her wheel. He’d spoil her little game against Fanny Fair, and then gloat over her rage. Next morning, about ten o’clock, Joe Judson received a oe over-clean note, without an envelope, addressed to him- self. ; The head deck-hand handed it to him, saying a tough- looking boy had given it to him. Joe opened the note, wondering who it could be frem, ‘ and read as follows: ; “Joe Judson—You and Fanney wus follered yesterdy a.- ternoon to the hous in madson avnoo. Mother meigs has her spoted. If you dont want her kidnaped get busy. a man wil do the trick. Look out for him rite away cos ho’s on the job. ’ a FREND.” “Gee whiz!” exclaimed Joe, with a thrill of apprehension. “Tt must have been Pete and Mike who laid in wait for us and shadowed us to Mrs. Burgess’ house. The young villains! 1 won’t do a thing to them when I catch sight of them. ! will have to warn Mrs. Burgess at once, for this is a mighty setious matter. Ill agree to help pay for a detective to guard Fanny whenever she goes out. It would be a ,ter- rible thing for her if Mother Meiggs got hold of her again. _. She might cripple her for life out of revenge, or might even beat her to death. There is no time to be lost.” ‘ When the boat reached its Twenty-third Streét slip Joe got a sheet of paper and an envelope and wrote 2 note Ys. , in which he pointed out Fanny’s danger very .” plainly. if He enclosed the illiterate note he had received from his unknown friend, whose identity he was at a loss to guess, pnd through the captain of the boat he arranged to have the Jetter conveyed to the residence of the sister of the presi- dent of the ferry company by a special messenger, repre- senting that it was a matter of the utmost importance. CHAPTER XI. te . | MISSING ‘ ‘When My ie received Joe’s note she was very much She a ed to see her brother about it at once. § 2 e result of her interview with Mr. was the em- _ playment ‘of a Pinkerton ‘detective to watch the block for be cious loiterers. ; detéctiye was introduced to Fanny and got from her neg og of Mother Meiggs, as well as of some men had occasionally called upon the hag in Street, rca. y the detective arrested a low-browed { hanging around the neighborhood ve a satisfactory explanation of his pres- he was taken to police 1dquarte ran ag as an old off Mine oleuths “of reet, and his picturé was found in the Rogues’ is record showed that he had spent a large part o®his Saitek eh «184 eT heresies ly erences. Str yok NOOR Ce Pinkerton Nes ae e Fie e2 3 i tof acre | the owner of for that name is inscribed vod of | flap as plain. it Pd read this bf I first _g have » n to the ly, she dressed herself, sent for a cab and went}. Sidons of the ) Pei rederick In the méantiiie Joe kept an eyé open for either Pete McGinniss or Mike Grady. He had it in for both of them, never suspecting that the warning he had received about Fanny came from the former. As far as he could find out they had disappeared from Greenpoint for good, so he finally gave up looking for them. Thus six months more slipped away, and as many changes had been miade in the hands of the ferryboat Osceola, Joe found himself the last one left of the force on board at the time he was. hired. With the retirement of the head déck-hand, Joe was pro- moted to that position, although so far as years were con- eeried he was the youngest hand aboard. But he was remarded as-by far the most efficient, and it was also known to the captain that he was studying to event- ually fit himself for the post of mate of one of the boats of the line. The captain was also aware that Joe had the backing of ty, Story, the president of the. company, although no direct ,«cyuest had ever come from that gentleman to advance the boy execent on his merits. Fanny continued to hold the place she won in Mrs. Bur- gess’ heat, and was regarded almost as a daughter by that worthy Christian lady. Ske had written to her father at the Massachusetts State prison soon after she went to live with Mrs. Burgess. She received a brief reply from the warden of the prison stating that her father’s term, reduced quite a number of a for good behavior, had expired and that he had been set free. Fanny had been overjoyed to learn this, but her joy was much mitigated by her inability to discover, even wi e h miti i by her inability to di ith th help of Mz. Story, Where her father had gone to. rs. Burgess’ brother communicated wit the Boston po- lice, and'even offered to make it worth their while to locate Genre Fair, but the official who answered his letter could not throw any light on the man’s whereabouts. According to police regulations he was expected to report once a month, either in person or by letter, at police head- quarters, for a certain time after his release from prison, 44 after turing up three times he failed to be heard from since. So time passed, as we have said, and Fanny remained in kn agi ignorance as to whether her father was dead of lye, It was about this time that Joe remembered about the pocketbook he had found. . ‘ He asked his aunt about it and she produced it from her ureau. be é guess I can consider that money as belonging to me now,” he said, taking out the $60 and counting it over. “I'll put that in the bank with my other savings: ‘i edge will you have, Joe?” his aunt asked him. Ae Fetes Shs coking fa bt of ge wa is quite a e ‘or a boy our years, “It isn’t-bad. I wonder who this erick elise is? I saw him ovr for a moment or two that day the wallet dropped out of his — Had I been certain at the moment that he had really pulled something out of his pocket with his handkerchief I would have rushed up to the spot in a hurry and then I might have been able to have overtaken him and returned it, As I only guessed I had seen somethi drop I took my.time about investigating the matter in way lost all trace of him.” Joe looked the various memoranda over carefully, but they were untintelligible ape Ge owner. : Then he turned his attention to the newspaper clippings, whigh he had looked at before. e first he clamation of astonishment. “My s! Why, this ia about Fanny’s father!”\ mes Se story with no little eagerness and “‘George Fait ed up was headed, “A Bank Cashier in As he glanced over the first few lines he uttered an ex- _ oe. “Why, he must be ;

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count for the delay in hunting the gentlemen up, with the pping at my command, will look kind of o So the owner of this wallet is the man who sent Fanny’s father to prison. Arid to think I should find it! I wonder what Brought Mr. DeHaven all the way from Boston to Greenpoint? Probably he came to New York on business, and then had occasion to come over here. Well, I’ll read the rest of this article. This clipping will, no doubt, furnish the particulars of George Fair’s alleged crime.” : Joe learned from the newspaper article that Fanny’s father was accused of embezzling the sum of $100,000. The president made the discovery of the bank’s loss in an accidental manner, and following the matter up found » evidence that seemed to fasten the guilt on his trusted cash- ier, , The article wound up as follows: “George Fair will be arraigned before Magistrate Hogan this morning.” The next clipping ‘gave a brief account of the examina- tion of Fanny’s father before the magistrate in question, and stated that the prisoner was held on the evidence of Fred- erick DeHaven. The third clipping was a long one and referred to the trial of George Fair on the charge of embezzlement in a certain Boston court, and showed that the jury had found him guilty. The last clipping was a mere paragraph which stated that Fanny’s father had that day been sentenced by Judge Brown to seven years and six months in the State’s prison. Joe looked at the four clippings thoughtfully. “T found this wallet a year ago, about the time that Mr. Pair was released from prison, after serving out his sen- tence. I wonder why Mr. DeHaven carried those newspaper articles about in his pocketbook so long?” That was a conundrum that Joe couldn’t answer. - “T must take this book and Bienes with me when I visit Fanny to-morrow night,” he said to himself. “Per- haps she can tell me something about the personal appear- ance of Mr. DeHaven, and then I will know if it corresponds with the gentleman who the wallet. Still, she was only a little girl when her father was sent to prison. And she may only have seen the president of the bank once— the night ite called with the detective to arrest Mr. Fair. She may hardly remember the gentleman.” ’ ’ As Joe was about to close the wallet he noticed a small compartment that he had not examined. In it he found a card with “Frederick DeHaven” engraved upon it in script type. - On the back of it, in writing, were the words, “The way of the transgressor is hard.” 23 Heol followed, “Memory, the course of a man’s life,” in Pere penciled underneath, Joe read: “Shall I ever find The boy wondered what the writer was thinking about _ when he wrote those three lines, evidently at different times. _ eyening, and she was always expecting to see him at that The affection the young people bore for each other was _ quite refreshing to Mrs. Burgess. ‘ _ She honored the boy’s loyalty to the girl he had rescued from a fate worse than death, and always accorded him a hearty welcome at her home. ‘ ; Once she asked her brother to push the boy ahead, but re replied: “Don’t very about him. He’ll get to the front his own accord. | puget jor, Se 18 that spells I ily, he’ll be the youngest cap- service one of these days. pT Pe | All he néeds is a f. Pee be miall peve.” : for the sitting-room,” x surprised at the salutation, Sooty a ‘expecting and a Hiss. = Ww Joe made it a practice to call on Fanny every Sunday pe ‘WATCHING HIS CHANCE. 15 Mrs. Burgess advanced to meet him as he entered. She looked worried and anxious. “I’m sorry,” she said, “but Fanny isn’t home.” “Isn’t home!” he exclaimed. “No. And—lI don’t know where she is.” “You don’t know where she is?” he almost gasped. “She went to the Sunday school as usual at two o’clock, and should have been back about four. It is now half-past eight and she has had no dinner. I don’t know what to think. I’ve telephoned my brother to come here, and I ex- pect him any moment.” “You think something has happened to her, then?” said Joe, in a tone of alarm. . “Vm afraid to say what I think. I hope she has nof een: “Not been what, Mrs. Burgess?” quivered the boy. ceenepes by that wicked old woman.” ‘Great Scott!” palpitated Joe. “Don’t say that. I couldn’t bear to think of her in the hands of Mother Meiggs again. It would be worse than death.” P The boy broke down and covered his face with his hands, CHAPTER XII : ON THE TRAIL OF THE CAB. _ At that moment there was a ring at the front door, and in a.few minutes Eliot Story came upstairs and was by his sister. She had briefly explained over the telephone that Fanny was unaccountably absent from home, and had begged him to come over to her house. — braced up and a consultation between the three en- sued. “She left for Sunday school before two, you say, Emily?” said Mr. Story. oY eq “You don’t know positively that she was at the school, I suppose?” ; “Yes. She’s in the Bible class. The assistant minister teaches the class. I sent the maid to his house about five o’clock, when I began- to get uneasy over her lengthened absence. He told the girl that Fanny was at Sunday school as usual and left with the others.” “That was when?” ; “About four o’clock.” “She may have been persuaded to go home with one of her girl friends.” ‘ “She would not do that without letting me know.” “Then you fear she has met with an accident?” “T don’t know,” replied his sister. — . “I will telephone the nearest police station. I beli that’s the twenty-third Precinct. The captain or se : will know if anything in the line of an accident has hap- med in this neighborhood.” 5 ; “T don’t believe she met with an accident,” said Joe, Re phy an agent of arte 4 : hold of her in some way,” sai e boy, ¢ ily. Mr. Story, however, (Gens, the idea that the girl could have been carried off against her will in broad daylight, and he went to the telephone and got into touch. with the police station. ported that afternoon in the precinct. There was another ring at the doorbell. : Presently the maid came upstairs with a little boy of ten, “This boy says he found a small wallet on the avenue near the corner of Fifty-first Street about half-past six,” said maid to her mistress. “She opened it and found one of your ecards inside of it. gPresuming that it belonged to you she sent the boy here with it.” He found out that no accident of any kind had been re- — “That's Fanny’s wallet,” exclaimed Mrs. Burgess, the mo- ment her eyes rested on it. “She took it with her when she went to Sunday school.” seaeeak She ioned the boy closely as to.the exact place where he found the Tecbiiilack ant We stated that it ~ the curb at the northwest ood of Fifty-first Street, ro eiggs managed to get ia the

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16 ., When he came Joe asked him if any member of his fam- ily had noticed a public cab standing near the northwest corner of the avenue that afternoon about four c’clock. - - The gonlonse looked surprised at the question, but said he would ask his wife and daughters, who were in the house at that hour. He returned with his youngest daughter, who told Joe that she had seen a cab standing near the corner, and that it was there some time. . | She said that just before it drove away a well-dressed young man got out of it and raised his hat to a young girl who was walking down the avenue. +) He spoke with her a moment or two and then led her : toward the cab. : She said she thought the girl went rather reluctantly, and ; the next thing she saw the cab being driven away eastward along Fifty-first Street. ae the girl was inside of it?” said Joe, in an agitated e. “I didn’t see her get in, but she wasn’t on the sidewalk when the cab drove away.” “Can you describe the girl?” asked Joe, excitedly. yEe nd The young lady did so, accurately enough to convince Joe P ‘that it was Fanny. g “Thank you,” he said. “You have done me a great favor.” ‘Do you_know that girl?” asked the young lady, curiously. “I do. She is my adopted sister,” he replied. “I am very much obliged to you for the information. It has thrown considerable light on a matter of grave importance. . I ¢ ry 2 Am the cab was an ordinary one, miss?” __ “It was very ordinary,” she answered. “Quite shabby, in fact, and had a diamond-shaped patch of light-colored wood in the back.” - ' _ “A&A diamond-shaped patch on the back!” exclaimed’ Joe, uae that was a clue of great value. “Are you sure _ “Quite sure. I noticed it particularly.” : “He thanked them again, took his leave and hastened back to Mrs. Burgess’s home, where he reported what he had The matter. was laid before the police. Mr. Story declared that no time was to be lost if the girl was to be. , as by that time she was probably in the hands of Mother Meiggs.. . He wanted the smartest detectives detailed on the job, _and offered a reward of $1,000 to spur them on their task. Three sleuths were called on to take the case in hand. Joe told them what he had learned from thé young lady amd mg caprensct a strong desire to assist the detectives in search. _. They were not particularly anxious to have him do so, and one of them, after a wink at his associates, said to the poh ivell, if you want to help, I'll tell you what you can do as a starter. We are going out to try and locate the stable that sent out that cab. This may or may not take us some tle time. While we are doing this ou’d better take in the ferries on the East River, and make inquiries in regard a , as near as possible to the description ne ry t young ied: Start with the Forty- Ferry, which goes down the river to Broad- n. Then, if you learn nothing there, go on to fourth Street re 4 eS g kg : ik which crosses to Hunter’s ; “possi ie that as the cab was last toward the river along Fifty-first Street it learn anything worth rting telephone ro fe gory Senet aa aia ith, and bidding Mr. it the foot of orty- rviewed the wharf men, and the deckhands of the » slip, but none of the people had noticed such a with the outcome, he walked dejectedly down to the Hunter’s Point Ferry at the foot of ruck told him that he had ‘the boat about five o'clock. the Long Island shore by either of these *. Te 6 | hit do it replied the conductor. — WATCHING HIS CHANCE. _ Joe knew he was on the right track now, so, after learn- ing all the man had to say he went to the nearest drug-store and telephoned the facts to the Twenty-third Precinct Police. Then he returned to the ferry and took the next boat to Hunter’s Point. CHAPTER XIII. TRACKED TO COVER. _ When Joe arrived on the other side of the river he began making inquiries about the cab again, as his object was to ascertain in what direction the vehicle had gone. : At length to his great satisfaction he found a policeman who had noticed the cab with the diamond-shaped patch. The vehicle was proceeding at a smart trot out Borden Avenue, which was a long thoroughfare running to Calvary Cemetery. , It was now about eleven o’clock, and Joe didn’t think that he would be able to accomplish anything more that night. r As a venture he sprang aboard a car that ran to the ceme- ery. , He was the only passenger, and after sitting a short time inside, he couldn’t stand the pressure of his thoughts, so he walked out on the platform and entered into conversa- tion with the conductor. Joe, feeling that it would be a relief to talk about the matter, told the conductor how his adopted sister had been abducted late that afternoon from the corner of Madison Avenue and Fifty-first Street. 5 He said she had been carried off by a cab which he was trying to follow. : “Did it come out this way?” asked the man, interestedly. “A policeman at the ferry told me he saw the cab driving straight out this avenue.” “How could he know that it was the cab you were after?” asled the conductor in some surprise, t “Because I described it to him. It was a shabby vehicle, with a diamond-shaped patch on the back.” © “{ saw such a cab, just at dark!” said the conductor. “You did?” cried Joe, in some excitement. “Where?” “On this avenue, out by the branch of Newtown Creek which connects with Dutch Kills.” “How came you to notice it?” “Tt was the only vehicle near at the time, and its shabby appearance, coupled with the diamond-shaped patch, at- tracted my attention. Just as we passed it the driver turned off the avenue and began to follow the course of the creek branch. I wondered what he did that for, and kept the eab in sight until I saw it stop in front of an old building stand- ing beside the creek. By that time my car was so far away that the gathering darkness shut out any further sight of the vehicle.” “By George!” exclaimed the delighted Joe. “It was for- tunate that I came to aboard of your car. You have put me on the right eae You must let me off at the place where the cab turned off this avenue, and I’ll go on to that house and see what I can find out.” : “T will do so, of course; but it seems to me that you are undertaking what may prove a dangerous piece of business for you. That’s a lonesome locality out there, particularly at night. Dorey 4 but rascals would be in the kidnapping business, and if *y catch you butting in on them it seems likely that they’ll do you up to save themselves from the consequences of capture.” — “lm not going to let them catch me if I can help my- self. In any case I’m going to save my adopted sister from the terrible fate that menaces her if it costs me my life,” said Joe, resolutely. Y “I can see that you’re a brave ae eC conductor, regarding him with a look of admiration; “but wouldn’t it be better for you and the girl herself if you~ took the next car we pass back and notified the police how matters stand?” ae “No,” lied Joe. “I must find out whether Fanny Fair chap,” said th is in that house or not before I decide on what course I — all follow. I'll tell you what you can do to help me. ou can te get one the yourself when you gt » let them know the ne Picts tae have told you, Sate where : you saw the cab stop, and tell them I am out there on the wate Se No doubt a cow | oe r seth later the ri a, , = EST car crossed a small bridge rg , a *

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WATCHING HIS CHANCE. 17 SE EE BEE a ee eee “Here’s where the cab turned out,” said the conductor, pulling the bell strap. “It followed the creek in that direc- tion toward Dutch Kills.” : “All right,” answered the boy. “Good-night, and don’t fail to notify the police.” “I won’t fail: Good luck to you,” replied the conductor, as the car sped on, leaving Joe standing beside the track. The night was dark and overcast, and a cold breeze swept across the lonesome landscape. Joe crossed the avenue and started to follow the course of the creek. After goin less than a quarter of mile he saw the dark outlines of a building looming up ahead. He saw that it was right on the edge of the water and judged that it was the house at which the cab had stopped. As Joe cautiously approached the building he heard the sound of voices coming from a side stoop, and he saw the glowing tips of lighted cigarettes shining through the dark- ness. He immediately dropped down in the rank vegetable over- wth that w all about the house and tried to hear what ey were talking about. “Dere’s no use talkin’, Petey, de old woman is about as foxy as dey come,” said the voice of Mike Grady, which Joe recognized at once. “Dat’s wot,” replied Pete McGinniss, blowing out a cloud of smoke from kis nose. “De hawks will never track de gal to. caboose. Dey’ll look for her in de city. Arter de Scent gets cold den Mother Meiggs’ll take her back to Bostin and see wot we can make out’r her.” CHAPTER XIV. JOE RESCUES FANNY AND GETS POSSESSION OF A BAG OF PLUNDER. Joe Judson, from his place of concealment in the high | vegetation, heard every word that passed between Pete Mc- Ginniss and his crony, Grady. From that he learned that Fanny was a prisoner in the and that besides the two young scamps themselves ere were three adults in the house—Mother Meiggs and the two crooks, Bug Davis and Jim Swift. The crooks were asleep in a room on the second floor under garret. Mother Meiggs probably occupied another room on the same floor. Pete’s proposition to lift the proceeds of some big burg- lore because he and his pals were going to be wnfairty dealt by the experienced thieves, rather astonished Joe. ; a him right away that Pete’s scheme to get away wi e i lunder taken from the banker’s house, if success- ful, was likely to prove advantageous to him. , Their disappearance from the scene would leave thé house , a8 it seemed, from McGinniss’s words, that they were expected to watch till morning while the others slept. Under those circumstances Joe earnestly hoped the young Scamps would succeed in their design, proving that “honor among thieves” was a fallacy. ; “Tt would be a shame to let them escape with that stuff, though, if I could aly them doing so without queeri own plans,” said Joe to himself. “One hundred thousan dollars’ worth of plunder is a mighty big lot. If I could it and return it to the banker who was robbed, I’d to get a good reward. I wonder how I could man- if those chaps come out with the valise? I’d have to istance from the house, then knock them dark from behind, snatch the valise and hide it that I could find it again. After that I could re- an te ae’ a ew $ ae eS great difficulty I’d be up against in interfering and Mike, and that is, after they lost the valise abeely return to the house, and that wouldn’t do at Fen od is ee Ah ps sate nee me than = we of pro ongin a stranger. first autaineration. if won't pay me to attack rascals unless I can knock them out so to interfere with me afterward. How can tee re ‘. to enter the house at present, even without difficulty, he started to look house and make my attempt to rescue Fanny. | seco! Joe let them pass and then followed stealthily behind them. 2 Suddenly he heard a cry from each and saw them disappear into the ground. ‘ He walked carefully forward, wondering -what had hap- pened to them, and came almost as suddenly as they had on the mouth of a big hole. : a Qn the very edge stood the valise, containing the plunder, which had slipped out of Pete’s fingers. : Joe locked down into the hole, but only blackness met his Ze. ie ventured to strike a match and flash it down. >The hole was about twelve feet deep and the two boys lay in a heap, senseless, at the bottom. ; : “They’re safe for a while to come,” said Joe to himself, with a feeling of satisfaction. “I'll have time to carry out my plans before they recover consciousness. In the mean- time I'll take possession of this valise and hide it. ; He found it quite heavy, but that fact didn’t bother him. He carried it to a row of dense shrubbery near the avenue, — it well under the bushes, and then started back for the ouse. He tried the door opening on the porch where he had dis- covered the boys sitting when he first came up, and, as he expected, found it not secured. . r Clo the door after him, he removed his shoes and placed them conveniently near the entrance, then he crept ein 3 d and peered into a room where he saw a lamp urning. ’ ; There was no one in the room, so he turned to the stairs leading to the floor above and noiselessly ascended. ow were two doors leading into different rooms before im. One of them stood open. Joe glanced in. “Good enough. The crooks are in there. The other room is no doubt occupied by Mother Meiggs,” breathed the boy. “The garret, Pete said, is above this room, and yonder is the stairs. Now to rescue Fanny, if I have good luck!” Like a shadow he slipped up the narrow stairs, and when he reached a low-ceiled landing he quietly struck a match. A door faced him, and his heart gave a great thump when he saw that it was secured on the outside by a new bolt. He pushed it back without making any noise, opened the door and entered the attic. Right before him, on an old matterss, lay Fanny, asleep, exha’ by grief and despair. : ° The problem before Joe was to awaken her without al- lowing her to make an outcry. a He put his hand over her mouth and called, “Fanny!” in her ear. : | She awoke with a start, but lay still, apparently dazed and not realizing her situation. “Fanny, it is I—Joe. Don’t utter a sound. You are in ril, in the attic of the house with Mother Meiggs, and I ave nai to ae you. Do you understand me? She knew his voice instantly. 7 “Dear, dear Joe!” she b ed through his fingers, strug- gling up and throwing her arms about his neck. _ ; He saw she could trusted now, and their lips met in “Wai oment till I see if the coast is clear,” he said. He slipped over to the. door, opened it, leaned over the There ie SNE Pa, ” oe returned to - er in his arms carried oe and carefully downstairs to the ‘his own shoes on, opened the door and drew

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‘Gy? “ y 18 WATCHING HIS CHANCE.. SS is a lady in that cab who seems to be very ill. Would you| “Miss Fair!” he exclaimed, hoarsely. “To whom do you pind. stepping over and asking her if Sony can do pert refer?” : eee = pa She seems afraid of me.’ “Why, to Fanny’ Fair, behind us, of course,” replied Joe. ent ee came up to the open cab door she was suddenly; “My Heaven! Fanny Fair was my daughter’s name.” a ee A ind and pushed in by the crook, who slammed| He turned and looked searchingly at the girl in the gloom S ~ with one hand and grabbed her by the throat with| of the ferry-boat. : : { e i) 45 stifling the scream that rose to her lips. “Your daughier!” ejaculated Joe, his voice trembling with z ro ane ~i started off down the street a large sponge| excitement. “You don’t mean to say that vour name '% Fe 5 with chloroform was held over her face, preventing| George Fair, once cashier of the Plymouth Rock Bank, of er from making a sound and quickly rendering her insensi-| Boston?” le. . — K “T am that man.” q ape remembered nothing more till she came to her senses|_ “Then that’s your daughter! Fanny, don’t scream, please, 3 a “ i. vider ba aon house foe may ered Meiggs’s vil-| but this is your father!” h + 1 ce ooking umphantly down upon her. “My father!” she cried, springing to her feet in her agi- After being left alone she had cried till she fell asleep tao ag wake The chauffeur sprang over his seat and grasped the girl. = “Are you Fanny Fair, my child? Was your mother’s name ey ? 2 inet yes!” sobbed She. girl, ay erent rg ual) mae en you are indeed my child—my Fanny: ec ’ binary, her to his heart. “Thank Heaven, ice found a through utter exhaustion, and the next thing she knew was being aroused to find herself in dear Joe’s aie : As soon as she finished, Joe fished the valise with plunder out of the bushes, and they were about to retrace their steps when the familiar “chug, chug,” of an automobile, coming down Hunter’s Point Avenue, arrested their attention. 5 a ree ee 1 lyzed by thi =! e owned 0 e auto was simply paralyzed by this re- ; CHAPTER XV. pope climax, while the girl lay sobbing hysterically in : EVERYTHING IS BROUGHT TO APPY er father’s arms. , 2: tee looked ret eee By this time the boat was entering her slip at Thirty- 2 th oe looked up the avenue and saw the twin headlights of | fourth Street, and it was three o’clock in the morning. ; ety. e machine approaching at a lively clip. When the auto reached Madison Avenue near Forty-eighth Street it had been decided that the girl was to return to Mrs. _He decided to try and stop it and beg transportation for himself and Fanny to the ferry, tieodtan exceptional cir- cumstances, ~ How to do this in the dark was a poser. Then he noticed at his feet a disearded newspaper. Snatching it up he quickly rolled it into a torch, ignited it with a match and ed to the centre of the avenue, waving it aloft and calling on the chauffeur to stop. The man on the front seat, wondering what was wrong, shut off the power and applied the brakes, bringing the auto to <% stop near ape ; ere were two persons in the machine—the chauffeur and a stout, fine-looking man on the back seat. Joe called Fanny over and walked up to the side of the car. mY I beg your pardon, sir,” he said to the stout man, who looked at him inquiringly, “but I stopped your auto to ask you a great favor. I have just rescued this young girl from a gang of crooks who kidnapped her from New York this Burgess, so as to relieve that good lady’s anxiety, and that her father was to call around and see her next morning. The machine stopped at the door of the house and Joe ran up the stoop and rang the bell furiously. After a wait the maid came downstairs and opened the oor. “l’ve got Fanny!” said the boy, exultantly. The maid uttered an exclamation of delight, and then Fanny, after hugging and kissing her father, ran up the steps, threw her arms around Joe’s neck and kissed him, too, then sprang through the door into the house. After the owner got out, George Fair took the machine —— to a garage close by, and then he and Joe walked ack. “That seems like a weighty valise you’ve got there,” said the chauffeur. “It is, and a valuable one, too.” Then he told Mr. Fair that it was the plunder taken from some banker’s house that Jim Swift and Bug Davis had bur- glarized recently. “Why, our house was robbed three nights ago of nearl $100,000 worth of property, mostly diamonds and other - uable jewelry belonging to Mrs. Fox,” said Mr. Fair. “Then maybe this plunder that I recovered was taken from his house.” ’ “If it is you are a lucky boy, for Mr. Fox has offered a reward of $20,000 for its recovery.” On reaching the mansion the banker was notified of the matter, and an examination of the contents of the yalise showed that it did contain all of Mrs. Fox’s stolen jewelry. It never rains but it pours, is an old saving, and in thi instance another event directly affecting George Fair was recorded, in a paragraph telegraphed from Boston, in th reference whatever to inniss and me ee _ nee what i % Pete McGinniss and Mike| [, erred to the suicide of Frederick DeHaven, presi- p( RE.) ¢ valise at his feet, ; dent of the Plymouth Rock Bank, and stated that Mr. De- nije Joe was en the chauffeur with the : had left a paper exonerating George Fair of the e to trace the cab and so track the girl to the house been carried to. . narrated the particulars of her rescue, without : 5 A dea ees 2 3 rt hae! 2 —aealal SS yy Fe crime for which he had been unjustly convicted and pun- ished, and admitting that he himself had been the guilty man, pte | ; After a year Joe confessed to Fanny that he loved her dearer than a brother, and asked her if she cared for him enough to be his wife some SHY: ; | With her father’s permission, her answer was as favorable _ ye o ied, fuat ohth mike wo years later they were married, j one month 7 said,| Joe was promoted to be captain of the Osceola, and thus by © watching his chance and improving ‘it, the pened ded ; point newsboy rose step by step From Ferry Boy to Captain. _ Next week‘s issue will contain “A GAME FOR GOLD; OR, 2 € Fox. atted. quite pleasantly together until cet gd "gn abard the waiting bow New York is very m Ween mage te Teac, “ite aestainky tine le in the foree when a young girl open daylight. Cars ed from a jenly, and was about to go a oe Joe, , ; °4 at 7 THE YOUNG KING OF WALL STREET.” his arm with a vise- # | i do eel

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 19 Cc URRENT — NEWS like sausages, around the trunk at this point, inserts a blasting cap with about twenty feet of fuse in one of these sticks, lights the end of the fuse, and deseends before the explosion takes place. The ‘tr ee- top jumps into the air with the explosion and the trunk is left ready for attaching the rigging for dragging in and loading the logs. For the past thirty years Mrs. Jacob Hopple, of Freeburg, Pa., suffered intense pains in the middle of the back but could not account for it. The other day a festering appeared in the region and when it was opened a needle came out. Mrs. Hopple now. remembers it having broken off in her back when she was a little girl, forty years ago. The pain has now left, she says. The Zeppelin L+33, recently brought down near London, proved to be one of the largest and latest in the German service. It carries four gondolas in which are mounted six Mercedes engines, each of 240 horsepower. There are five propellers, and it is estimated that the airship carried 2,000 gallons of petrol in hér varidtis tanks. She is fitted with no less than sixty bomb-droppers. The ship is 680 feet long, and her total estimated weight, with her crew of twenty-two officers and men, is fifty tons. She carried seven guns, including five Maxim ma- chine guns, The Sal of San Diego Station marks the welding of the third link in a chain of five wireless stations for the United States Navy, extending from Washington, D. C., to Cavite, P. I, via the Canal Zone, Panama. The new station has three towers each 600 fect hich, and it is to operate in conjunc- tion with the two stations already in service at Washington and, Panama, and with the proposed station at Pearl Harbor, Honolulu. The latter, when realized, wi i connect the Philippines with the United Sta 7 The skeleton of a diminutive antelope, said by scientists to have lived in the vicinity of California many centuries ago, has been placed on exhibition at the Los Angeles County Museum. The skeleton was unearthed at La Brea asphalt pits, near Los Angeles, recently. The skeleton is nineteen and one-fourth inches tall, just twice the height of the Sailors on the Atlantic Fleet will have an op- portunity next spring to visit the Panama Canal and see that engineering undertaking. According to the schedule of the Atlantic Fleet announced by the Navy Department, the cruiser force, the active destroyers and the mine and train force are due to make a five-day visit to the canal during the 3 > Se eee Stee! ordinary jackrabbit. Most of the bones were well-| period of fleet exercises between March 17 and 4 preserved by the oil of the ancient lake, from which| March 26. Thousands of young men making their — a the bones of many varieties of prehistoric animals first cruise will therefore be afforded the chance of uh tions of the canal. While no formal arrangements have yet been made, it is expected that a programme will be prepared by the canal authorities, working in ha with Admiral Mayo of the Atlantic Fleet, whereby all the men will have the oppor- tunity to make a sight-seeing trip. The United States Coast and Geodetic Survey has prepared a new chart of the Passaic and Hacken- sack rivers. Up to now the Passaie river had been charted on a large ‘scale only to a short distance above Newark and only the mouth of the Hacken- sack river has been shown. The new chart includes . both rivers from their junction at the head of New- - ark bay as far as the cities of Passaic and Hacken- sack, The magnitude of the industrial interests served by these rivers is shown by. the fact that the value of the traffic borne upon their waters amounted in 1914 to $81,489,426, The gauge of the Russian railroads is about one foot wider than that of the German railroads. Hence the Russians during their retreat after the _ battle of Tannenberg believed that the Germans _ would be unable to use their narrower-gauge loco- motives and cars on the Russian linés. The Ger- =e —. mans, however, mdved one of the rails a foot in- — = liateed. of an ax and aa to remove the tops of|side its former position. At the same time they that are to be used as masts in logging opera-| ruined the track for Russian use, by sawing off the “i Kae era ed ho Oo After| ties just outside the shifted rails. The R a branches have been removed, a rigger climbs} came back and on their next retreat exploded a he pigs a set of irons, to the point where it| cartridge at each rail-joint, mashing the joint a neceisary, to cut off the top. Here the trunk is} bending in the abutting rail ends so that cars could ly nea twelve inches in diameter, accord-| not pass. This itivolved for the Germans the r ag cate Record. The rigger ties a| task of bringing up new steel and re-laying a ytaatened end:th- end tire: tteck.» eee encg yee \ have been taken. wing for themselves the construction and opera-

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20 .FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ON TOP THE BOY WHO GOT THERE By ED KING (A SERIAL STORY.) CHAPTER X (Continued). , “You are very kind,” he made reply. “We are working our way West to Montana. We have no ; money, and have been trying to find work here in x Buffalo.” We “Where did ye come from?” asked Burns. re “From Hilldale.” ey “Ye’re country boys, I see! Well, that’s not agin ~~ - ye. ~What kind of work do ye want? I don’t mind giving ye a lift if I can. Did ye ever work around horses?” | “Not race-horses,” replied Tiff. could soon learn.” “Do ye?” said Sailor Jack skeptically. “I’ve been with ’em all my life. I’ve slept with ’em, and ridden and driven ’em, but I don’t begin to know ’em yet.” : “Well,” said Tiff, “we would be glad to do our _ “Then ye’d take a job of that kind?” “We'll take anything!” burst out Tug. diet ing that’s honest,” corrected Tiff. _ -*Oh, I see,” said Sailor Jack, looking meditatively ‘3 at Tiff. “Ye’re like a brother of mine. He thinks I’m doomed because I smoke and drink a little. He’s _ studying to be a priest. But I’m not so bad as I look, Ba that. However, it’s a free country. Now, I’ve en a shine to you chaps. I’m going as far as with Sadie Mack. She starts there Satur- day in the Western Stakes. If you’ll come down to the car with me I’ll stow ye away under the straw, fend and when we get to Chicago I’ll get ye a job as swipes during the races. It’s not so bad! Ye’ll be jogging horses next, and many of the best drivers ; just that way.” Tiff looked at Tug, and each read approval in the ae eyes. oat idea of adopting the trot- ’ passage Li}. 8 “But I think we tng much gets down. But I don’t believe in it. Now I’m goin’ over to the track to get things ready fer shipping Sadie Mack. If ye want ye can go along with me.’ “We are ready,” declared Tiff. “That’s the talk.” Burns arose, and the two boys followed him with light hearts. While the job was not altogether to Tiff’s liking, still he felt that it was better to accept it. He could see nothing dishonorable in taking care of a race-horse, though the associations of a race- track might not be exactly to his taste. » It took some time for them to cross the city and reach the gates of the Buffalo Trotting Park. When they finally entered the grounds and saw the smooth course, with its dozens of fine horses jogging ‘or speeding for exercise, they by: the exhilaration of the scene. Burns led the way to the stables. It was evident that he was well known, for he was accosted by trainers and jockeys on all sides. Presently they came to a stable, before which hung some fine blankets and the accompaniments of a trotter. The great box-stall was knee deep in fine straw, and the walls were hung with boots and fancy bridles and bits. The famous clean-limbed racing mare was being led up and down for exercise outside the stable by a stable boy. : “Now,” said Burns in a low tone. “Put up a good bluff. There’s Jimmie Gaines, the driver, over there talking with Colonel Pulsifer, Sadie Mack’s owner. The two boys we have working on the mare now we will leave behind. Ill putin a word for you to — Jimmie. He won’t refuse Sailor Jack anything.” “You are doing a great deal for us,” said Tiff. “I hope you are not doing too much, or inconveniencing yourself.” Sailor Jack laughed. “Oh, say, you’ re just like my brother. afraid of imposing on people. You'll never get — :| through this world at all. You want to cultivate a i You’re too — Pe

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_ FET IO Ebay __ “Nothin’ much. Only as we are goin’ to drop our _ two boys here when we ship the mare to Chicago, |. pt want to take along a couple of friends of mine. "Mr. Clark and Mr. Ward, this is ther best trottin’ horse driver in America, Mr. Jimmie Gaines,” ‘ _ Gaines made a playful crack at the Sailor with his whip. ; “Oh, say, Burns, don’t get funny! It's a joke he’s always putting up on me, boys.” ' “We are glad to know you, Mr. Gaines,” said Tiff cordially. “I have no doubt Burns states the truth.” _ The driver smiled, but was evidently pleased and ‘Said: “Taken a fancy to the turf, have you? It’s a hard life, boys.” “T think we shall like it,” said Tiff, remembering Burns’ adjuration to put up a bluff. “I love horses. There is no more noble animal.” : “That’s right,” agreed the driver. “Get the mare| ready for the car, Sailor. The freight pulls out at " seven-thirty. Take anybody along whom you please. Fil be all right.” _ Burns winked at the boys and then motioned them _ to follow him into the stall. The driver strode away. “It’s all right, kids,” said the Sailor. “You'll get free lift to Chicago now. We havea special ear for die , and we can take anybody or anything in it we ease. Now take hold here and help me clean up zs. Those two strikers out there have been paid and their time is up.” Burns: whistled to the boy who was leading the mare. The pretty little animal was led into e stall and dressed in hood and blanket for her trip the railroad station. The sulky and harness were already packed, and soon placed aboard an express wagon. Burns n the rear of the wagon and led the mare, while and Tug rode on the seat with the driver. the Buffalo freight station the trotting mare led into the car, which was knee deep in straw. ot bed occupied one end of the car. Burns pro- to hang the car with blankets. an and Tug both helped him. It was later in the at the Loy pulled out and went booming on ride to Ditsiio on the Mock freight ee - of the boys ever forgot. There were other the train with ae and men on their Chicago ‘the men visited each other in the differ- There was a predilection to cards and to ‘y among some of them, but Burns allowed the kind in his car. a wild, free life and a novelty, to the boys, . It appealed to their adventur- es F felt eee. being led ‘into the a Tug “{f she wins to-day I gp ite Pema ns ; FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 21 race. I’d give anything to see her win the Western Stakes.” “So would I,” agreed Tiff. staying a week in Chicago.” “What of that? We can be at work as rubbers or swipes and earning a little money at the same time.” Tiff was imbued with the same desire, and he said: “All right, Tug. I see no harm init. We will stay with Burns until after Sadie has raced for the West- ern Stakes. Neither of us has ever seen a race on a big track like the Chicago track, and it will be worth our while.” Tug turned a somersault in the straw. “Hooray!” he cried. “I know our horse will win.” “But it would mean CHAPTER XI. RASCALLY WORK. Sailor Jack was pleased that the boys had decided to remain with him until after the big race. “Ye won’t be sorry for it,” he said. ye’ll like it well enough to stay right along. There's, a good living for a man who saves his money.” Tiff did not commit himself. But the two boys took up their new occupation with spirit. rapidly learned the business of rubbing, bandaging, and caring for a race-horse. At Chicago Sadie Mack was installed in a comfort- able stall at the race-track. The two boys now began to see life in its most exciting phase. Hundreds of fine horses were quartered at. the track, and, with their owners, drivers and helpers, made things lively. Every morning Sadie Mack was given her exercise jog, and later in the day a speed | trial. Jimmie Gaines drove her in the latter, but. the stable boys always had the privilege of jogging the mare. the reins over a fast horse. There was an excitement to life about the race- track which was stimulating, and meet have fas- cinated a youth of less set purpose than T But Tiff could see the superficiality of it all, and looked beyond to better things. He did not for a oye i ae moment depart from his original plans, © Tarte ment. declared. Seid no fine cet '| spirits. He complimented Sailor Jack and. ~ “You have done. ig shi tint ips {To “Perhaps . They — It was the first time Tiff had ever held iff Clark. Tug, however, had a positive predilection for the’ a also. these followere of the trotting turf fra- race-track. It appealed completely to Ads tempera- When! rave day came’ finally, tt found the little * ae mare posite Mack’ as “fit as de wa as the Colonel “an ne igh ani *) 3 re a ye St Oe SY ae be

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+9 >» FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY FACTS WORTH READING WALKING ON WATER, ‘An Italian electrician has invented an ingenious form of water-shce to which he gives the name of “hydro ski.” Compared with so-called water-shoes ; or skis already on, the market it differs in the 3 method of propulsion. Unlike forms introduced in the past, the present shoes, which are canvas pon- toons, are provided. with two sets of cross afms or axles to which paddles are fitted to their ex- tremities. ~The paddle is fastened to ore pontoon by means of an eccentric axle, explains Popular Science Monthly, and to the other pontoon by another elec- tric axle. Thee axles are not in alignment, so that by shifting the weight of the body from one shoe to the other alternately, the paddle wheel is turned at a fair rate of speed with very little effort. Steer- _ , ing is facilitated by the use of a double-blade paddle, which also enables the opérator to maintain his balance. ra TRIES TO CHLOROFORM BEES. Having closed an open fireplace in the dining. - voom of his home four years ago, A. P. Bochm, -_ Vice-President of B. Altman & Co., living at Mont- clair, N. J., decided recently to have a workman ---- yemove the sheet of iron which shut off the chimney. --‘Mr. Boehm had closed the fireplace because of _ bees, which insisted on hiving in the chimney and occasionally visited the dining-room. The workman _ who tackled the job soon became aware of the pres- Ba rican of the bees and figured that perhaps chloro- = let down the chimney, might take some of = the ambition ‘out of the insects. It did, and he : to remove the sheet of iron. It: was heavy and he had hardly moved it an inch when a stream of honey began to pour down irto a the fireplace. Pails, pans, and fmally a wash boiler _were used to hold the honey. when it was tasted it had a peculiar flavor < | odor. NO, JAIL CAN HOLD ‘HIM. eee acted he was gone. use los ng good yeah that no prison could hold .| sidered by Honolulu housewives to be far s eee the mnsae bath- the Hawaiian Islands; who came to the spends and re-! a and. on ‘Oahu, about twenty miles placed it on going out. The guard who tested the bars sounded them at the bottom. From the bathroom window Mohr, the prison’s officials say, jumped to the roof of an adjoining building and then toa lower one. He was then six- teen feet from the ground, to which he jumped. Then he scaled the iron picket fence on the Hudson river side. That no guard saw Mohr climb over the tence led to the belief that he might be a stowa- way, a theory that was soon abandoned. The only record of Mohr’s previous crimes on file at Sing Sing is that which is on the Bertillon card giving his measurements. It shows that he was sentenced by Judge Humphreys of Queens County, | to serve from two years and six months to four years on a charge of carrying concealed weapons, as a second offender. He had served about one and — a half years of that. Officers of the prison and i cra who claimed to know something-of Mohr’s record said that he had sawed his way out of the Queens County Jail and out of the prison at Comstock. NEW USES FOR PINEAPPLES. : The pineapple production of the Hawaiin Islands for 1916 will approximate 2,500,000 cases of canned product. In the fiscal year ended June 30, 1916, there were imported into the United States from Hawaii -fresh pineapples to the value of $52,928 and canned pineapples worth $5,986,160. Years ago the pineapple canneries cored, pared. and trimmed the pineapples, and then, slicing the pine, graded it by sizes into cans. The cores, par- ings and trimmings were treated as refuse and — thrown into great piles. These refuse heaps were | taken cognizance of by the Board of Health, and as the result of discussions as to methods for de- stroying same the pineapple companies themselves — decided that by-products could be made from the © refuse and form a valuable part of the income, The one-time refuse is now converted into a mash © from which pineapple juice is extracted, the cores — are cut into cubes and used in the man place fruit, and to-day no part of the pineapple is MES Oh of the valuable by-products is pineapple vine gar. It is now placed on the market at an average — price of forty cents a gallon. It lacks the “shud- — dery” effect of ordinary raw vinegar, and it is con to other kinds for use in the preparation of po eae naise dressing. sin pital rikeagail eoteasaed of lifornia in 1898 as a member of an 2 of American farmers who located at Wa

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GOOD AS Wheat = ‘THE BOY WHO WAS ALL RIGHT By GASTON GARNE (A SERIAL STORY.) CHAPTER II (Continued). Beb looked at the soldier who was bens | the Without replying, the youth played again. horses and said: _ This time it was an old-fashioned melody that his} “I didn’t know there were any soldiers in this _ hearers had undoubtedly heard many times in years part of the country.” ; _ gone by, and when he finished they were silent. “There’s a fort down close to Silverton,” was : ~ Could it be that somewhere in their makeup there| the reply. ‘was a good spot, and that the music had touched this} “So that’s it, eh? ” spot?” “Yes; did the road agents hold you up?” It really seemed so. “That's what they did.” Bob Hardy tucked the violin and bow under his|_ “Did they get your money?” . arm, took off his cap, and advancing a couple of} «Bob Hardy laughed. ; “steps, held the cap out. “T only had ten cents. I have that yet.” : oa The leader of the trio drew a piece of silver from| The trooper laughed. s pocket and tossed it into the cap. “Tt’s a wonder they didn’t take it. They would a ~The other two followed his example. have done so if we hadn’t put in an appearance, “Thanks, gentlemen,” said Bob, with a smile and likely.” . “You are liberal, I must say. I would be will-| “I think not; on the other hand, I got some money to play for you all day at that price, but business] out of them,” and the boy showed a silver coin. Is me, and I must go.’ The trooper stared. e placed the money in his pocket, donned his cap,} “ow did you do it?” he asked. ced d the violin and bow back in the case and went| “Played it out of them.” “Bh?” “I suppose you have no objection to my going?” > tapped the violist case with his finger. _ Whether or not they would have objected will] ““T played some on my violin and then passed never be known, for at that moment came the sound| my cap, and they contribu ss iarmad and the leader of the trio cried excit-| ‘The soldier stared-harder than ever, and then he s burst into a laugh. Scoot, boys! The soldiers are coming! “So you held the road agents up, eh?” he cried,: e three turned and dashed in among the trees “Say, you are all right!” e side of the trail, and as they disappeared,| - “Yes; an wheat? ind a bend mig ecg yards distant came seven} «yo, eee inly are!” t of Uncle Sam’s troopers. paus Giveton eae th e boy, ‘wiho aio at reatnaly vegas nia at te sun. It was sinking lowe in S: en radio of the trail, and their leader, a hand- : ee. Bee) “| “How far is it to Silverton?” he asked. man of perhaps forty years, wearing the uni “shout four miles.” a captain, asked: . “Well, I want to get there before Gite) if ‘possi man, have you seen any masked men B60 Tguane! 1 wiht 1 alo trail anywhere?” , ‘masked men were here a moment ago,” ‘Very well; we will see you there, likely, to-night fl Hardy. or to-morrow.” did they “go?” eagerly. . | “How did you know the road agents. were Up fe trees there,” pointing. here?” Bob asked. a x the men, will n pur, Y? the “They held up the stage two or three hours aes tg E suit * ahrnater nat reported Uy abd cane to Iaped tthe ground and leaving //if we could find them.” . . horses, the feopin dashed’ ata good-by.” — nee res

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- Bob set out down the peak whistling. It seemed that he was happy. “A clever young fellow that!” ipeisgel the trooper, gazing after the youth. Bob walked rapidly and got over the ground at - . a good rate of speed. The sun was down before he had gone a mile, however. “It will be dark by the time I have gone. another mile,” was his thought. “Then I will be only about half-way to Silverton. Oh, well, it can’t be helped. : Aad hope that I don’t get off the trail and get os ” It turned out that he was a good prophet. ¢ It was dark before he had gone another mile. eee He plodded onward, however, at as good a pace as was possible. mi On he went, and when he had gone about a mile * farther he caught sight of a light ahead of him and i a little to one side. ee _ “A miner’s cabin, likely,” was his thought. He began to debate with himself whether or not he should ask for lodgings for the night. “No, I guess I will not stop,” he decided; “it can’t be much farther to Silverton, and I’ll go on.” Just as he came opposite to the cabin the out- lines of which he could just make out in the dark- ness, he heard a noise within as would be made by the upsetting of a chair, followed by a cry ina feminine voice, of—— “Help! Help!” “Great guns! Somebody in trouble!” murmured Bob. “T’ll have to see what is going on!” and he made a dash for the cabin. Sapte it, he threw the door open and leaped CHAPTER II, BOB PROTECTS A GIRL, The sight that met Bob Hardy’s gaze was one _ well calculated to arouse his anger. _A big, burly man had hold of a girl of perhaps |? eo dieeteen or seventeen years and was shaking her "roughly. “Talk sassy ter me, will ye?” hissed the man, as Bob entered. “Waal, I’ll shake yer teeth out, ye hussy ye!” and again he shook the girl. Bob was indeed angry. 7 “Let go of that girl, you big brute!” he cried. A little exclamation of joy escaped the girl’s ‘ips: of anger came from the man. 7 “st did ye say?” he asked. said let go, of that girl!” sternly. ftan— he evidently was-—stared, Then 1 | oan inten arin rk aay anysed 24 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ee Se ee ; Both looked around; they had not known of the self and the ruffian, and then she watched the scene ve twieet ez hard er lickin’ arter Veet “Waal, I’ll tell ye: She’s my darter.” “I am not!” the girl cried. “I am not related to him at all.” “T'was just going to tell him that he was a liar,” said Bob, coolly. “Her mother wuz my wife; don’ thet make ’er my darter?’ queried the ruffian. “Not necessarily,” the youth replied. “She might be your stepdaughter, though.” “That is it, sir,” the girl said.* “But I am not of his blood at all—and I’m glad of it.” “T should think you would be, miss.” “See heer,” snarled the man, “ye’re too sassy altogether.” “Ts that so?” “Yaas.” “IT can’t help it; it’s a way I have. But, come; are you going to release the girl?” “When I git reddy!” “Well, get ready right away.” “T hain’t in no hurry.” “You had better be. Let go, do you hear?” “Say, blast yer hide, d’ye know who I am?” “No; and I don’t care.’ “Tm Bill Bunker, ther worst man in these heer mountings.” “You look it,’”’ coolly. “Whut’s thet!” angrily. “T say that you certainly look it. I can readily believe that what you say is true. But are you going to let go of the girl?” “Am I,” the ruffian said, with a leer; ““waal, Ey reckon I am, an’ d’ye know why?” “Because I told you to.” The, man laughed loudly. “Haw, haw, haw! Ye’re wrong, ” he said; “I’m goin’ ter let go uv ther gal so’s I kin take holt uv ye, see?” ’ *“T wouldn’t advise you to try to take hold of me.” “Oh, wouldn’ ye?” sneeringly. “No, ” r “Waal, I hain’t axin’ yer advice on ‘ther ee jeck.” He let go his hold on the girl and went on? “Ye see? Now, look out fur yerself, young enn 4 I never let nobuddy interfere with me without givin’ *im er lickin’.” He started toward the young stranger, but iad’ a suddenly and glared in amazement, not unmixed — i with consternation. . There was good reason for this. Bob had quiekly : drawn a vevolver from his pocket and leveled it: The girl hastened to place the table between her- before her with eager gaze. For a few moments Bill Bunker glared at sive youth, ‘and then he snarled out: - “Put down thet revolver!” The young man shook his head. es “Can’t do it, Bill,” he said. j man “Ef ye don’ I’ll take et erway frum ye, a rll gi’ on SP be Se,

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TIMELY Thirty days is the average life of the American ‘flag which flies over the Statehouse at Columbus, Ohio. At the beginning of every month a new flag ds raised on the pole on the Statehouse dome and at the end of each month the flag is torn to shreds ‘by the wind. The flags cost $1.50 apiece retail, but the Adjutant-General’s office buys them in wholesale vig at reduced prices. __ The statements so often repeated that a Jap will fight for twenty-four hours on a ration of two or three beans and a sip of tea, has been at last ex- plained. The Japanese bean is not the common horticultural bean with which our gardeners are acquainted, but a vegetable often a yard in length, “ nd large enough to fill a quart measure. A single bean makes a meal for a hungry ploughman. Prisoners in the national penitentiaries of Peru now be employed in labor outside the prison Josures, pursuant to a law just passed. Prior to the adoption of this law the following strange an nouncement might be seen on the front door of the national prison at Lima: “Laborers wanted.” “warden of the prison wished to have the ex- ‘i walls of the place cleaned up, but could not y the numerous prisoners within the walls on ‘work, as it was against the law. . ¢ hickory log in an open hearth fire may be a ot history in Ohio, but something akin to it dent in Wooster just now, where wood is be-/4 gz a competitor of coal. Abnormally high coal , have given the farmer An opening and many whers with large timber lots are hauling wood ter, where the city man, is buying it to burn or furnace. Wood is selling at $2 to $3 a and the claim is made that a load of wood ‘the farmers deliver will produce nearly as heat units as a ton of coal. { g of the wonderful attiviey in ‘British ‘the Engineer of London, states that the of new vessels built during the war almost | so ; belief. If owners of shipyards had been . years ago what their maximum possible ould be, their estimate would have been cent. below the mark. “Twenty months he Bngineer, “the designs of two great erely under discussion. T ay, they ished erected thened or ‘aie entirely with merit FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY Sonate need to maintain |that there is imperative need of the TOPICS This new means of communication is soon to be realized on the craft engaged in New York harbor service for the Lehigh Valley Railroad. It is planned to equip the pilot-house of each tug with a standard telephone instrument, so that the captain can get in touch with the tug dispatcher the moment the tug touches one of the company’s piers, over a private wire leased by the railroad. Cut-in boxes are now being installed on the end of each ~ of the Lehigh Valley piers in New York, Brooklyn, Jersey City and the Bronx. Connections between the cut-in boxes and the telephone apparatus aboard the tugs will be made by flexible cables, with the |same facility as the tying up of a boat to the pier. The foot bayonet is one of the latest weapons to be devised for use in modern warfare, as well as for the protection of hunters and others. It was invented by a Brooklynite, and consists of a steel. blade 7 inches long and 1% inches wide, which by — means of clamps and straps can be attached in a very few seconds, It slants upward at a slight angle and so does not interfere seriously with walk- ing. Especially when worn by cavalrymen, says | Popular Mechanics, it can be employed to good ad- vantage. It is also intended as a weapon of de- fense for a hunter in case of an attack by a wild ~ beast. It is the inventor’s idea that a man’s kick is quite as powerful a means of offense as a thrust of the fist, and that if the boot i is properly armed it can a made very effective. The weapon weighs poun Soldiers of the Turkish army in Syria are dying from typhus fever at the rate of 1,000 a day, ac- cording.to a dispatch from that country forwacies s through Port Said and given out by the American — Committee for Armenian and Syrian Relief. In addition to the famine from which the people of Syria are long reported to have been suffering, epi-— demics of both typhus fever and cholera are ers isk 7 ing over that country, the dispatch says. ead fever is a sudden, fatal kind which. spreac oe rapidly that many houses swiftly are depopu- _ lated y it,” reads the message. ‘ vi ; the troops is indescribable, as any a8 100 bing ood a pone ay It om Ap Crees to any c= e ppo (on ae ae > Arabian des ae, ros northern b noe be a border.” The commnfsiee a creased its undone for drugs and ch to be sent on the naval collier Czese country for Beirut about December of ‘more adequate pidemics. —

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26 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, JANUARY 5, 1917. * f: TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS One Copy Three Months One Copy Six Months One Copy One Year POSTAGE FREE HOW TO SEND MONEY—At our risk send P. O. Money Order, Cheek or Registered Letter; remittances in any other way are at your risk, We accept Postage Stamps the same as eash. When sending silver wrap the Coin im a separate piece r to avoid cutting the envelope. rite your name and sadrees address 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 Fred Bettle of Holbrook, Mass., assistant in the _dental laboratory of Mayor John S. Burbank, has a gold crown on one of her teeth. Snoodles is half Angora and half Maltese. She broke off the top of her tooth and had been much-troubled by it. The cat submitted to the operation without struggling. _ Even a cork leg is a blessing rather than a handi- ap at times. Miss Mary De Friest, of Los An- geles, Cal., is alive because Howard C. Creighton, a Civil War veteran, who was fishing on the bank of the Sacramento river when the girl’s boat over- turned, unstrapped his artificial limb and threw it to her, keeping the girl afloat until Creighton’s ‘son could rescue her. . A coat that was made by a former President of the United States, stitch by stitch and seam by seam, is proudly shown by Major H. T, Blacknall of Chicago. Ninety-four years ago a then illiterate _ youth of twenty made the coat in a little tailor shop in Raleigh, N. C., for Gen. McClanahan, Years later the tailor boy became President. His name was Andrew Johnson. Blacknall married McClana- __ han’s daughter and thus has inherited the coat. _. A farmer near Federalsburg, Ill., has a hen that 2 ‘hatched eleven chickens and two woodpeckers. The ; _ hen was missing for some time, having a hidden nest. When found she was mothering the chickens d birds. The little woodpeckers seem content to e hen scratch worms for them, and the hen as much attention to them as she does to the ens. It is believed the woodpecker eggs were id in the nest when the hen was feeding. r-fourth re G: den, New York, ee a ” > ’ ———— _ _ | after,” said the thin boarder, “What are you annual six-day bike en NA be Tight about,” “eo yo one. “Why, the if Decem-| light man was here to-day, and I heard him direction! was going to put in a an , y = FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY of John M. Chapman. Mr. Chapman has been affili- ated with the bike game for the past fifteen years, and has supervised the running of six-day races all over the country since the death of Floyd McFar- land. This year’s event at the Garden will eclipse \| any of the previous races in regard to the finish and nightly thrills, according to plans now being com- pleted by the management, which will be announced in a few days. Freddie Hill, of Boston, was the first star to send in his entry. He will be paired with Peter Drobach. Hill and Grenda won last year’s event, while Drobach took second money with Iver Lawson the previous year. Other cracks to send in their entry blanks’ are Eddie Root, Bobby Walthour, Clarence Caiman, Jimmy Moran, Iver | Lawson, Harry Kaiser, George Cameron, George Wiley, Tom Bello and Hans Ohrt, former amateur champion. ‘Grins and Chuckles Visitor—Why did you give up that fashionable Snoodles, a six-mionths’-old cat, owned by Dr-| goctor you had? Widow—I found his bills relieved me more than his medicines! The Summer Man—Anything worth catching in that lake? Hotel Proprietor—Well, rather! There are four heiresses in bathing right now!” Cynthia—Oh, what a world this is for a woman; I do wish the Lord had made me a man! Molly— Why, my dear, maybe he did and you just haven’t found him yet. wa = Wage—It will be a great thing for the young- sters when we get airships going. Wigg—How — so? Wagg—Why, when a boy gets caught in a cherry tree he can explain to the farmer that he fell overboard. ; . “I’m afraid,” said the junior member of the law firm, “that we are causing our client unnecessary trouble.” “Oh, that's all right,” rejoined the senior member. “We'll charge him for it.” 4 Agent—I have come to deliver your book.on “How to Play the Piano.” Lady—But I didn’t order any such book. Agent (consulting his notebook)—Have you a neighbor named Jones? Lady—Yes. Is it for her? Agent—No; she ordered it for you.” we Teacher (junior grammer class)—Johnny, what : gender is “phonograph”? Johnny—Feminine gen- der. Teacher—No, no; it’s neuter. Johnny—Well, it ought to be feminine ’eause it repeats every 7 it hears. age “T guess we're going to be fed by electricity h feed wire.” r oe hak? "es “pes J ~ ae + 4 osht a “4 oy ein evs See : fee gg! ny ee eee + - ‘ 4 “ga + . wa Sy =) .

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 27 5 ve ean aa | A SILENT AVENGER | By D. W. Stevens _ is well worth making a note of. 3 The early settlers of the State of New York, par- - ticularly that region in the neighborhood of Albany, She in many instances given leases of farms run-| _ ning ninety-nine years, and renewable if desired. At the end of that time the descendants of the original lessees, claiming that their long tenure had entitled them to ownership, yefused in many in- stances to give up the property or to take a new ‘lease. Gottlich Vanderdonk was one of the original “Dutch settlers, and, having considerably more land ‘than he knew what to do,with, had it surveyed, staked out in lots or farms of fifty acres each, built + road through his tract, established a settlement, and leased his small farms. _ They were let out at a trifling reht on ninety- “nine year leases, and even before the old man’s death had greatly increased in value. ~ _ Ninety-nine years passed by, and Edward Daven- “port owned a number of valuable farms, for which he received an annual rental vastly incommensurate with their actual worth. Notwithstanding this, many of his tenants claim- ‘ed that the farms belonged to them, and would ther give them up nor take out a new lease. Mr. Davenport maintained a firm stand, and the sequence was that the hot-heads threatened his _ There was one brutal sort of fellow living on one ‘of the richest farms owned by Davenport, which had come down from his ancestors, and for which 1e had paid no rent for twenty years. _ When Davenport claimed his rent, this man swore that he would never pay it, that. the farm was his, and that he would like to see any one take it away ‘rom him. — e was one of the loudest blusterers of the lot, | made the most vindictive speeches at the anti- ‘meeting, having a large following of just such VS as 1 Le : — lic opinion was not entirely in accord with rioters, although there were a great many of t ‘and the better disposed portion of the com- munity half resolved to put a stop to their excesses. was in the neighborhood at that time, Daven- being a warm personal friend of mine, and I ined to give him all the assistance that lay wer toward punishing the malcontents. the’man who gave Davenport the most seen several times, and was not struck ably by his ap carance. . ; sel, had bull eck, eo todbes Wet man that one would naturally distrust upon first sight. He had a son that was very much the same sort of a person in a minor degree as his father, and the two were the most bitter anti-renters in the whole neighborhood. One day Davenport asked me to go up into the woods with him and have some sport, there being some fine shooting, and the season having just be- gun, There were three of us, all told, Davenport, his son, and myself, and we started out in the best of spirits, never anticipating any trouble. We spent the afternoon in sport, and enjoyed ourselyes immensely, bagging considerable game, and never thinking of returning until it began to grow dark. At last we started, Davenport ahead, and Charlie and myself following behind. Davenport was several paces ahead of us, and had entered an open place in the woods, where the path widened, when we suddenly heard him utter a ery of alarm. He had come opposite to a large stump, when a man’s head and shoulders suddenly appeared above it, and a gun was pointed at his heart. He started back in surprise, and seemed utterly overcome, and at that moment young Davenport and myself came in sight. There were two men, the one with the gun being roughly clad in a coarse, checkered coat, a heavy slouched hat on his head, and his face entirely con- cealed by a mask of calico. es, The other was roughly dressed, carried a stout cudgel, and wore a wig, the hair-falling thick around his\face, which was painted a fierce red in order to prevent recognition. *: The truth flashed upon me at once—the men were anti-renters, and intended to murder the daring landlord. I shouted out a warning, and we both dashed forward, our weapons in our hands. ; There was a flash and a report, a stifled cry, and Davenport fell upon his face in the path, shot down by the assassin. Charlie fired a shot at the two men, who turned and fled upon our approach. ain The bullet struck the larger man in the arm and tore away a fragment of his coat-sleeve, which Char- lie picked up and carefully preserved. Bes We dared not follow the villains while our com- panion lay wounded, perhaps dying, in the path, © and consequently we had to let them escape, turned our attention to Davenport. — He had received a bad hurt, and.was even then in a dying state, having barely five minutes to live. “J’ve been done for, Charlie,” he said to his son, __ “and by that scoundrel——-” Here his voice broke | —. Sis him up aN him to punish os “Who was the man?” I asked, for neither of « Bie had recognized him in his- ai s Sia? as a eS ra vie a4 4 f RAE BS s and i

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28 4 “T knew him at once,” said the dying man. “I saw his wicked eye fixed upon me. He has done his work, but my death shall not go unavenged. Promise me that he shall be punished.” “Yes, yes, he shall be,” I said; “but his name— who is he?” “A tenant of mine. You iniow him well enough, man; he’s one of the——” A severe coughing fit here interrupted him. “Why, why, he’s that miser- P able old——- His mouth filled with blood, his head fell back- ward, his eyes became glassy and stared fixedly at me for a'moment, then the lids closed slowly, there oe one or two convulsive movements, and he was ea His secret had perished with him, and the task before me was rendered ten times as difficult as it might have been had he lived another minute. _ Young Davenport and I took the body home and prepared it for burial, the neighbors being very x indignant over the cold-blooded murder of a man , ’ universally beloved. A The funeral was largely attended, and many were £ the threats uttered against the unknown assassins; and I believe if it had been known then who they. were that their lives would have been forfeited in very short order. mg suspected that Dunning and his son had com- mitted the crime, as they were the most vindictive enemies that Davenport had, and had threatened his life more than once; but in a community as pecu- liarly situated as this. one was, I knew the task of bringing the villains to justice would be a hard one, - even had I discovered beyond a doubt who the men were. After the first excitement there came a revulsion an of feeling, and the people did not seem to care any- ‘thing about the murder, or whether the assassins __ were captured, any more than to look out for them- ‘selves, perhaps. A meeting of anti-renters was to take place in - the woods the next day, and thither I went in dis- 2. haesee ey meme at 8 “The place of rendezvous was crowded, and a more illainous lot of men I never beheld at one time al ‘my life, the majority of them being disguised, ny as Indians, and some in nondescript costumes ; anything i in heaven or on earth. — ny; way into the crowd, while a big, ae gaa’ fee Se ih glee 7 “pe Miss Tours—I should say so! The last time I er no pier she ent salting dw th atest io FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY In pushing through the crowd, I trod on the first man’s foot, and he turned upon me with an angry — remark, flashing his serpent-like eyes upon me, and — clenching his fist. The man was Dunning! I recognized his baleful glance, despite the mask, and was satisfied from what Davenport had said before he died that here was the murderer. The man with him was his son, beyond a doubt, ' as they always went together, and were equally dangerous in character. After one or two more fiery speeches Dunning himself mounted the platform, and made the most rabid speech I had ever listened to. “What business have they to claim our farms, : : upon which we have poured the sweat of our hands — “Drive the in- Follow my and our hearts’ blood?” he roared. vaders out, that’s what we want to do. lead, kill your tyrants, and put an end to the busi- © ness. Who killed Davenport? I did, and I am glad of it. Do likewise, and you will all be free.” There was a tremendous shouting and checrias the men seeming to be in entire sympathy with the = murderer. While the man was gesticulating and talking bois terously I heard a sharp report, saw a slight puff of smoke, and then came the whizzing of a bullet. Dunning suddenly stopped, clapped his hand to his head, tore away the mask, and fell forward like — a log. When those nearest him picked him up they found a small round hole, the outlines of a bluish color, in the middle of the man’s forehead. Some silent avenger had marked the man for his © victim, and his work had been done only too surely. T could imagine only one person that was capa- ble of doing this summary act of justice, and that was Charlie Davenport. He was the silent avenger beyond a doubt. The meeting was soon afterward broken up, and the subsequent ones were not so public, the mal-— contents not relishing the idea of having their owr 4 weapons turned against them. I found Charlie at home, much to my pin Si and told him what had happened. “Serves him right,” was all he said, and I cou get nothing else out of him. ‘The land question was subsequently settled, every sensible man knew it would be, in the o way possible, and the existing events of the t in ne ; a were after a little forgotten, but I am satisfi this day that it was Charlie Davenport who thi summarily avenged his father’s murder, hough never either denied or confessed it. ————6o en Miss Boston—They say she’s Sat Baar w2 Sear me; why do you use that se et ee aes y enough.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY . ARTICLES OF ALL KINDS LAD KILLS DEER. The youngest deer hunter in Nevada County is an eight-year-old boy, whose name is Augustin Mc- Glone. His home is at Sweetland, Cal., where he lives with his parents, Mr. and Mrs.. James Mc- -Glone. He was in the hills with a .22 caliber rifle and saw a four-pointer spring out of the brush. The animal was facing him and he shot quickly, striking the buck in the eye. The deer dropped and the lad ran home for help to bring his prize in. TURTLE SNAPS OFF HIS NOSE. Because he became inquisitive and wanted to se where a turtle put its head when it drew back into its shell, Gustave Gustafson, a Swede, of Pitts- g burgh, Pa.,is minus hig nose. The turtle popped _ out its head and snapped off the Swede’s nose when _ he was peering into the head end of the shell. Gus- _ tafson purchased the turtle, an eight-pounder, from : a fish dealer in Homestead, and was going home _-when the accident occurred. . $670 FOR HAWAIIAN STAMP. Z The highest price paid this season for a postage ae at public sale was given recently at the Col- _ lectors’ Club, New York, when a professor of Yale - University paid $670 for one of the famous mis- ; sionary stamps of Hawaii, issued in 1851. It was . of the 5-cent variety, blue, and was canceled in red, leaving the design much clearer than is usually _ the case with the customary black cancellation. In 7 perfect condition, the stamp is valued in the stand- 4 ard catalogues at $1,000. a Morgenthau, who did not care to give the _ buyer's name, said it was the first time in this country that this variety of the Hawaiian Mission- ary stamp had been sold at. auction. Another high price, at the same sale, was $205 paid for a particu- ‘ly fine copy of the United States proprietary reve- “sg stamp of the 1871 issue. This is the highest irk a copy of that value has ever sold ie NOTES FROM GUAM. oe and toads are to be introduced into the 4 and to eat the snails which spread cattle diseases. ia Goverament has offered bounties for the kill- f rats and iguanas, 3 and 5 cents respectively, in cash, rice or sheet tin suitable for at- eocoanut trees for rat protection. 10, says the Governor’s report to the the Navy, a party of savages landed rae ne ie un lange eke ee could esc the asa -serioeaingivige RSD NON SSL Se It was believed that they were Caroline Islander: on a tribute collecting expedition. Cocoanut trees in schoolyards are pan 6:242r3 of, as the fruit falls on the pupils. The first murder in Guam of an enlisted mar occurred in June, when a native seaman killed « marine at Asan. The murderer was sentenced to life imprisonment. The civilian population of Guam is 14,142, in- cluding 57 Americans and 150 others of’ foreign birth. There are 651 persons in the naval establish- ment. ” A SUBSTITUTE FOR FRENCH BRIER. The constantly increasing difficulty of obtaining the necessary amount of so-called French brier from southern Europe for the manufacture of smoke pipes is caused not so much by the restrictions placed on the export of this wood as it is by the growing scarcity in the region of its growth. The . value of brier wood shipped to the United States increased over 150 per cent. in 1914, which may be attributed to the fact that the sources of sup- ply are very limited. French brier is the root and not the trunk of a plant that is not only small but | grows very slowly, and, in consequence, large tracts of land are necessary for obtaining the needed sup- plies. The endeavors to overcome the present scare- ity of this European product, by using quick-grow- ing woods with nearly similar properties, have at least been partly successful through the utilization of domestic woods which are not only cheaper but also more plentiful. The native woods first used for making pipes successfully on a large scale were , the mountain laurel and the rhododendron. Both of these plants have very large roots considering the size of the stems and crowns. There seems likely, however, to be a-demand in the near future for other woods for making smoke pipes. Apple wood and to a lesser extent black or wild cherry wood are used, but they burn out more _ rapidly than the mountain laurel and rhododendron, Recent experiments have been conducted with wild cherry and hard maple, and it is claimed that the latter wood stands up successfully as a substitute _ for French brier. In this connection the Hardwood Record states that the maple pipe will color like A the best meerschaum, and, being a sweet, absorbent te wood, absorbs all the juices as well as a clay pipe — . would do, but it is without the unpleasant taste — of a clay pipe. As it is free from oils, it is ee + ey bitter, and is not as liable to burn or check brier, It may, however, burn if smoked ina Another thing in favor of maple is that :

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY INTERESTING ARTICLES >REE FULL OF HONEY. A large tree was cut by Frank Harris at the foot of the Tuscarora Mountain, near his home, at Charleston, W. Va. It was a large hollow pine and was packed full of honey. The largest comb was nine and a half feet long. In some places it was four inches thick. The tree contained nine large pails of choice honey. HEN GOBBLES PEARL. _ Mrs. Lettie Trapp of Portland, Ore., has a valued pet hen named Clarice. The other day as Mrs. ‘Trapp was feeding her fowls, Clarice leaped affectionately up to her shoulder, spied a valuable pearl in Mrs. Trapp’s earring, gobbled it and leaped down again, gulping. Mrs. Trapp screamed, first with pain as the pear] was wrenched away, and then with horror at her loss. She caught Clarice and imprisoned her, but could not make up her mind to have the pet despatched so that the jewel could be recovered. CODFISH SINKS A VESSEL. A cargo of dried codfish that swelled when the _ schooner Ponhook shipped water, opened the schoon- - er’s seams and sank it, according to the crew of the Norwegian steamship. Kronstad, which arrived at Galveston, November 25. -The Kronstad, two days out from the Azores, sighted the Ponhook in a sinking condition and res- cued her crew on the night of October 30 in a heavy sea. The Ponhook was enroute from St. Johns for Gibraltar, Captain Doyle and the seven men of the Ponhook were landed at Punta Del Grado, Azores. $150 TO EARN 80 CENTS. ~ When the railway officials at Sedalia, Mo., were notified that the cornerstone for the new Christian Church, which had been delivered to the depot at Boonville had not been taken away, a work train __-erew, one car and engine, were ordered to deliver ‘4 the stone at Fayette at ence, a distance of twelve|; a4 4 ay gang of 200 men working at Huntsdale were _ stopped three hours while the stone was being de- ee and it is estimated that the delivery cost the Bi , a e 40,000 years old, forming part of a collecti by Merem o Christ, have been un- ptah, son and successor to Rameses| much greater value than that which thousands s before business men and students all over the country have — A reese “fem-| been willing to take at their own expense at LA : fi ‘bare and saael training stations, os Advices telling of these important discoveries have reached the university museum in Philadel- phia from Dr. Clarence S. Fisher, leader of the Eckley B. Coxe, Jr., expedition to Egypt. In a full report, Dr. Fisher describes wandering through the capacious halls of the great palace that for centuries lay buried in ancient Meraphis. Gold ornaments, scarabs, vessels of various kinds and vases were found intact, just as they must have been when the lords of those days departed. Many of the relics found, says Dr. Fisher, date back to the Stone Age. Traces of a fire that must have ‘ravished the palace are found on every side, according to the archeologist. NOVEL METHODS OF RECRUITING. The War Department is making strenuous efforts to recruit the army in accordance with laws en- acted at the last session’ of Congress, and some novel methods have been put into operation. The failure to get as many men as was expected is accounted for by officials of the Department by the wave of prosperity that is going over the country, whereby men have obtained positions easily and at good salaries. To meet the demands for the present and the immediate future, the recruiting service must be capable, it is said, of furnishing annually an aver- age of one recruit per thousand of population. Offi- cials of the War Department say that this can only be accomplished by canvassing every accessible lo- eality in the United States, and establishing, through the aid of the available postmasters, sub-agencies, The postmasters are to be allowed a fee of $5 for each recruit enlisted through their good offices. While the present organization of the recruiting service is considered satisfactory, the time has come to establish definite limits to each district, not only to facilitate the work through the 65,000 postmas- ters, but also to give each recruiting officer exact information as to the outlying areas for which he is vesponsible. Hereafter, without lessening the ef- forts that have heretofore been taken to procure “ recruits in the cities and large towns, special ad- ditional effort is to be made thoroughly to comb all the rural sections. This can be done effectively only by securing the co-operation of the postmasters ee of the United States. Under the law authorizing furlough to the reserve : é after one year’s service, any young man who meets ee OB and household rey estimated| the yequirements for enlistment may receive, with- out expense to himslf, a txaining and discipline of

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/ FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. CUFF BUTTONS, FORTUNE TELLING CARDS. Gold. plated, .bright finished, assorted The most comical fortune telling cards shapes, set with fine brilliants. Price 10c postpaid. : “*) |B. ¥. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. re te > t + ts LAUGHING CAMEKA. Everybody grotesquely photographed; stout peo- ple look thin, and vice versa. Price, 25e. postpaid. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y. FUNNY KISSING G: These cards, from No. 1 to No. 16, run in rotation, but must be mixed and dealt, 2 white one for a boy and a red one for a girl. They are then rend alternately, and the questions and answers make funny combinations. The right lady is rewarded with a kiss. A very funny game. Price, five cents a pack by mati. ‘- H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. Ge GAME OF GOLD HUNTERS. The game consists of matching cards. There is an odd card, The unlucky one holding -it must ride the rest of the play- ers on his back around the room or side- walk. Very funny. Price, five cents a pack by mail. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y. SNAPPER CIGAR. The real thing for the eigar grafter. If you smoke you must have met him. He sees a few choite cigars in your pocket and makes no bones about asking you for one. You are all prepared for him this time. How? Take one of these cigar snap- pers (which is so much like a real cigar you are liable to smoke ft yourself by mistake). Bend the spring back towards the lighted end, and as you offer the cigar let go the spring and the victim gets a sharp. pinging snap on the fingers. sure cure for grafters. Price, by mail, ten cents each. or, three for 25c, C. BEHR, 150 W. 62d St., New York City. the pla esneravbk 3 and Biogra ‘mail you the latest number issued. —a ever issued. Every one a joke that will “arouse screams of laughter. ‘They are shuf- fled, and one is drawn—vred for ladies, white for gentlemen. On the drawn card is a mirth-provoking picture, and a few words revealing your fortune. Price, five cents *k by mail. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. NAIL PUZZLE, Made of 2 metal nails linked together. Keeps folks guessing; easy to take them apart when you know how. Direc- tions with -every one. Price, 6c.. postpaid. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St, N. ¥, Nail Puzzle HAPPY HOOLIGAN JOKER. With this joker in the lapel of your coat, you cen make a dead shot every time. Complete with rub- ber ball and tubing. Price, fee 15é. by mail, postpaid. . eat) H. F. Lang. 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N.Y THE SPOTTER CARD TRICK, The performer exhibits a die. The ace of spades and five cards are now taken from a pack. The ace of spades fs thor- oughly shuffled with the other cards, Which are then placed down in a row on the ‘table. The die is now thrown, and as if embodied with superhuman intel- ligence, the exact position of the Ace is in- ‘licated. Without touching the die, the per- former picks up the cards, gives them a complete shuffle and again spreads them out. The die is rolled as before by any person, and is seen to come to a stop with the locating number uppermost. The card is turned over and found to correspond in position, Price, 15¢c. postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y¥. E WANT YOU TO READ “Moving Picture Stories” A Weekly Magazine devoted to Photoplays and Players. Absolutely the finest little publication on the news-stands cw@s~ PRICE 5 CENTS A COPY —@p ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY BEAUTIFUL COLORED COVER DESIGNS New portraits of actors and actresses every week - - - = EVERY NUMBER CONTAINS Six Gripping Stories, based on the latest and best films, each profusely illustrated with fine half tones of scenes in , phies of the most celebrated Photoplay actors and actresses. Sato 1 Articles relating to Moving Pictures, written by the greatest authorities in the film business. ews Notes from the studios about the doings of everybody of prominence connected with the Photoplays. Scenario Hints and the names of all the companies who may buy the Poems, Jingles, Jests and every bright feature calculated to interest GET A COPY NOW from your newadealer, or send us 5 cents in money or postage stamps, and we will ys Poth “ MOVING PICTURE STORIES,” Inc. 3% 168 West 23d Street . . FINE HALF-TONE FRONTISPIECE Get a copy of this weekly magazine and see what it is you write. young and old. 3] ———— 2 to $500 EACH paid for hundreds aj old Coins. Keep ALL money dated be- fore 1895 and send TEN cents for New Illustrated Coin Vatue Book, size 4x7, it may mean your Fortune. CLARKE COIN Co,, Box 05. Le Roy, N. Y. WIZARD REPEATING LIQUID PISTOL Gurrantern == Pie, Nickel Plates will stop the G2ase beheae 2 inches Lag most vicious dog (or }} . man) without per- Per- carry manent injury, fectly safe to without danger leakage. Tires ana secharges by : pulling triggera,. Loads from any liquid, No cartridges required. Over six shots In one loading. All dealers, or by mail, 56e. Pistol with rubber-covered holster, 55e. Holster separate. 10c. Money order oF U 8S. stamps. No coins. PARKER, STEARNS g CO. 273 Georgia Avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y. GAME OF AGE CARDS, With these cards you can tell the age of any person, know how much money he has in his pocket, and do many other wonder- ful stunts. No previous knowledge neces- sary. The cards do the trick for you. The best magic cards out. Price, five cents a pack by mail. ¥. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th Sé&., N. THE SPIDER WEB PUZZLE. A very interesting lit- tle puzzle. It consists ef a heavily nickeled plate and brass ring. The object is to get the ring from the side to the center and back. This is very hard, but we give directions making it easy. Price, 10 cents each, by mail, postpaid. FRANK SMITH, 883 Lenox Ave., N. ¥. - THIRTY-TWO PAGES New York

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MAGIC PUZZLE KEYS Two keys interlocked in such a man- ner it seems impossible to separate them, but when Jearned it is easily done. Price, 6c., postpaid. FRANK SMITH, 383 Lenox Ave., N. Y. LITTLE RIP’S TEN-PINS Tn each set there are ten pins and two bowling balls, packed in a beantifully or- namented box. With one of these minia- ture sets you can play ten-pins on your dining-room table just as well as the aan can be played in a regular alley. ‘ery game known to professional bowl- ers can be worked with these pins. Price, Me. per box by mail, postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. THE CREEPING MOUSE, This is the latest noyelty out. The mouse is of a very natural appearance. When eepced upon a mirror, wall, window or any er smooth surface, it will creep slowly downward without leaving the perpendicu- lar surface. It is furnished with an ad- hesive gum-roll underneath which makes it stick. Very ee to both young and old. Price, ten cents by mail. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y. TRICK CIGARETTE BOX This one is a corker! Get a box right away, if you want to have a barrel of joy. Here's the secret: It looks like an ordi- nary red box of Turkish ciragettes. But it contains a trigger, under which ga place a paper cap. Offer your friend a smoke and he ses the lid of the box. That explodes the cap, and if you are wise you will get out of sight with the box before he gets over thinking he was shot. Price, 15c., postpaid. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 - 26th St., N. Y¥. IMITATION BED BUGS. * This toy is an exact imitation of the friendly little fellow who sbares your bed, eats out of your hand or leg and who ac- ¢epto your humbie hospitality even with- out an invitation. The fact that he also insists on introducing all his friends and family circle sometimes makes him most unpopular with the ladies; most ever woman you know would have seven kinds bedspread. re contained in a transparent envelope. rice, 10c. by mail. H. FE. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N. Y. BINGO. Tt is a little metal box. It looks very innocent, but is supplied with an ingenious “mechanism which shoots off a harmless “gap when it is opened . You can have more than a circus with this new trick. Place the BINGO in or under any other article and it will go off when the article is opened or removed. It can pry a _ be moyed ae sirurhed unas if Loved ng attem ce eac y mail, postpaid, TRANK SMITH. 383. Lenox Ave., NP y. . + eae * WHO DROPPED THE EGG? The most screaming comic catch of mod- _ern times. D it anywhere on the table or the floor and await results. The shell is a real egg shell, but the white and yolk of the egg is made of Wax. The exact size and color of a real -lash, pair article of SOUVENTR SHOF THERMOMETER, This is the prettiest and daintiest little article that we have ever seen. It con- _ sists. of a miniature French shoe only 1% inches in length, to which is attached a perfect and thoughly reliable thermome- ter. They are made in Paris by skilled workmen, apd the workmanship in every detail is simply perfect. Ladies sometimes use them to attach to embroidery work, and nothing could be more suitable to present to a lady friend as a momento, Besides being a practical ther- mometer it is a perfect work of art. Price, 8e.; 4 for 25¢e. postpaid. H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre St.. B’klyn, N. Y. GOOD LUCK GUN FOB. The real western article, carried by the cowboys. It is made of fine leather. with a highly _ nickeled buckle. The holster con- tains a metal gun, of the same pattern as those used by all the most famous scouts. Any boy wearing one of these fobs will at- tract attention. It will give him an air of western romance. The rettiest and most serviceable watch fob ever made. Send for one to-day. Price 20 cents 4 each by mail postpaid. Wolff Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St., N. Y¥. THE CANADIAN WONDER CARD TRICK, Astonishing,. wonderful, and perplexing! Have you seen them? Any child. can work them, and yet, what they do is so amusing that the sharpest 5 on earth are fooled. e cannot tell you what they do, or others would get next and spoil the in. Just get a set and read the directions. he results will startle your friends and tterly mystify them. A genuine yood thing you wish to have no end of amusement. Price by mail, 10c¢, oc | H. F, Lang,1815 Centre St., B’klyn, N.Y. BLACK-EYE JORE. New and amusing joxer. The victim is tok. tc hold the tubs close to his 50 as te exclude all tight from the back, and then to remove the tube until pictureg appear in the center. In trying to lecate the pictures he will re- ceive the finest black-eye you ever saw. We furnish a small box of blackening preparation with each tube, so the joke can be used tn- definitely. ose not in the trick will be caught every time. lutely harmless. Price b: malt se & for 25e, y 1Se, each; C, BEHR, 150 W. 62d St., New York City. MINIATURE COMPASS CHARM. consists of a true and per- fect compass, to which is When not in use the magnifying glass fits closely inside the combase and is abt seen. burnished, ‘haapenaians 4 a very attractive ap- pearance. Here you have a reliable compass, ‘ A beautiful charm, to be EPG worn on the watch chain. It a attached, by a pivot, a powerful magnifying glass. The compass is protected by a giass crystal. aud is handsomely silver-niieke!| plated and a powerful magnifying glass, and a hand- some . charm, ait in one. It is a Parisian novelty, entirely new. Price 2Se. by mail, postpaid. FRANK SMITH, 383 Lenox Ave., N. Y. Xs THE DEVIL'S CARD TRICK.-—-From three ds held in the hand anyone is askel to ly select one. All three cards are in a hat and the performer removes the two that the audience did not select the hat to them their card has vanished, gre climax; ded. 10e, SR EE De ES eS ee ee eee eee MAEBLE YASI. A clever and puzzling effet easy to do the apparatus cas be minutely examined. Effect: A marble can be made to pass from the hand into the closed vase, % Was shown empty. beautiful enameled turned “oak ae Price. 20¢, C. BEHR, 150 W. 62d St., New York City. isa The sensation of the Cay. Pronounced by all, the most at it for hours without mas- tering it, still it can be done in two seconds the tighter they grow. Price, 6c.; 3 for 15¢.3 one dozen, 50c., by mail, postpaid. LINK THE LINK PUZZLE. baffling and scientific novelty out. Thousands have worked by giving the links the proper twist, but un- less you know how, the harder you twist them FRANK SMITH, 383 Lenox Ave., N. Y. THE INK BLOT JOKER. Fool Your Frienéa, —The greatest novele ty ef the age! Have a joke which makes everybody laugh. More fun other novelty has been shown in years. Place it on a desk, tablecloth, o, any piece of furniture, as shown in the above cut, near some valuable paperg, or on fine wear'ig apparel. Watch the ree sult! Oh, Gee! Price, 15c, each, postpaid. H. EF. LANG, 1815 Centre St., B'klyn, N. ¥. THE BUCULO CIGAR. most remarkable trick-cigar in tree world. It smokes without tobacco, and never ets smaller. Anyone can have a world ef n with it, especially if you smoke it in the presence of a person who disifkes the odor of tobacco. It looks exactly like a fine per- fecto, and the smoke is so real that it is beund to deceive the closest observer. Price, 12c. each, FRANK SMITH, 383 Lenox Ave., N. ¥. The The Bot- tle Imp.— The pecu- Harity cannot be made to lie down, and yet by simply passing the hand over it, the per- former causes it to do se, This trick affords great amusement, and fs of convenient size to carry MHOUE. v0 v vevescseses op see veces svvesE rice, 106 H. F. LANG, 1815 Centre 8t., B’klya, N. ¥. MAMAS, This interesting toy {s one of the latest noveities out. It is in great de- mand. To operate it, the stem is placed Mm your mouth. fou can ‘blow into it, and at the same time pull or jerk HNghtly on the string. The mouth opens, and it then eries “Ma-ma,” just exactly in the tones of a real, ive baby. The sound is so human that it would deceive anybody. Price 12c, ench by maf, C. BEHB,150 W. 62d St., New Vork City. NEW SURPRISE NOVELTY. Foxy Grandpa, Mr. Peewes and other comical faces om tistically colored, to which is attached a long rubber tube, connected with a rub- ber ball, which can be with water, the rubber pall being carried Inthe pocket, a slight preasure on the bulb causes ©, lonz stream, the re- sult cea ensily be seen. Price, 15¢., Postpaid. - Wollt- Novelty Co., 29 W. 26th St., N. W. THE ELK HEAD PUZZLE. Just out and one of the most fascinating puzzies on the market. The stunt is separate the antlers and join them. It looks easy, to re- at try it and you will admit it is without exception the — bs < oe hest puzzle you have-ever seen. You leaye it alone. Made of silvered I" fon, \20°; 3 for 80c., sent by "ll which 2 moment betere; : 3

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY Ss 569 Tips to Fortune; or, A Lucky Wall Street Deal. wep tigy cage w 570 Striking His Gait; or, The Perils of a Boy Engineer riagiog the Market; or, A Keen Boy in Wall . B11 From Messenger to Millionaire; or, A Boy’s Luck in Wem . Pot! of Money or, ‘rhe Legacy of *, cr 4S i Street. nities ° ches; or. ucky a tree colaa Py rites. oF) ai Bikeriant, Boy) Aare 572 The Boy Gold Hunters; or, After a Pirate's Treasure. 578 Tricking the Traders; or, A Chance. apping the Brokers; or, A Game Wall Street Boy. Wall Street Boy’s Game = @ Beara in -Gold; or, The Treasure of Santa -Cruz. = Bound @ to Make Money: or, From the West to Wall Seven 674 Jack Merry’s Grit; or, Making a Man of Himeelf. The Bo _Magnate; or, Making ~Baseball Pay. 575 A Golden Shower; or, The Boy Banker of Wall Street Making Money; or, A Wall Street Messenger's Luck. 576 Milking a Record; or, The Luck of a Working Boy. 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Co., Boy Brokers; or, The Young Traders of Wall 687 A Grip on. the Market; or, A Hot Time in Wall ae A ea ag Risk: or, The Boy Who Made Good bas Yistcnee Hia Chance: or, From Ferry Boy Winte to a Million; or, A Wide-Awake Wall Street : i ie: b to Good Luck; or, The Boy Miner of Death Valley. ’ - orton’s Money; or, A Corner in Wall Street Stocks For sale by al] newsdealers. or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 6 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by *RANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 168 West 23d St., N. ¥ IF YOUzWANT ANY BACK*e NUMBERS our weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Write out and pvani Oidermiat sendat totus oeith the rice of the weeklies you want and we will send them to you by return POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY, -- TOUSEY, Publisher, 168 West 23d St., N. 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