Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 968) (1924 04 18)

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Are You A Radio Fan?’ FAME AND FORTUNE. Issued weekly—Subscription price, $4.00 per year; Canada, $4.50; Fo Entered as Second-C! ee N. ¥., under the West 238d Street, New York, N. Y. the Post-Office at New York, | OUT FOR Pt PIE ee ‘ . CHAPTER I.—Playing With Fire. -_ “You'll have to haul in your horses, Joe,” Bob Stewart, shaking his head in a decided way. “What do you mean, Bob?” asked his com- _ panion, a bright-eyed, curly headed boy of six- - teen, with a whimsical grin. “Oh, you know what I mean well enough. ~ You’ve got to. put on the brakes, or something will drop, and I know what that something is.’ _ “Oh, pshaw!” replied Joe Fanwood. “Major “Pond is a crank.” ~ “No, he isn’t a crank. The major is all right— in his way. But there’s a limit to everything. You’ve stretched that limit to the breaking point. Better heed my warnnig, Joe. .Hal Fairweather _told-me a little while ago that he overheard the major talking to Tutor Applegate last evening about you. Applegate defended you the best he could, but Major Pond is dead sore over that “tainbow decoration of the statute of Belvidere on the lawn, which he said he had traced to you. of practical jokes you have indulged in since you came to this school. He swore that he -wouldn’t stand for any more; that if matters went on this way the academy would become a ose caste. He had fully resolved on writing to our guardian for the last time asking him to move you from the school.” - ‘Phew! Is that so?” ejaculated Joe, with a eful expression that was almost comical in, its intensity. “Did Major Pond really say that?” *“He’ did. Tutor Applegate, however; talked - 9 strongly in your favor that the major re- tantly agreed to give you another chance— ositively the very last, he said.” ‘Ym glad that the major changed his mind.” So am I, for I wouldn’t like to see you leave. wre the life of the academy. Every one of would have the blues for a month if you ore go. But, honestly, Joe, you do carry ‘too far. It may be awfully funny to us, t Major. Pond has a different way of looking gs. He has outlived his bubbling days.” “should think he had. Why, I heard. that was the liveliest. Even that West Point ever narrowly escaped oe ica = oe ne : NEW YORK, APRIL 18, ee es OR, THE SMARTEST. BOY IN TOWN. By A SELF-MADE MAN regular army toned him down, and made a i - — said martinet of him. you worst of any.” the ground. The two boys, who were students 0: the Maplewood Military Academy, were stand- “ ing under a spreading oak tree near the limits- of the grounds in the direction of the town. Joe. Fanwood, who had been at the school since the preceding “September, when the term opened, 7 was decidedly. first favorite at the academy. — Generous, impulsive, all fun and dash, he won ‘hearts by magic. rockless practical joker. good qualities with Major Pond, principal and — owner of the academy, who had from the be- e ginning taken a great fancy to the boy. At first ‘he -let Joe off with reprimands, of varying de- — grees of severity, even when he had previously — laughing ‘stock in the neighborhood, and would decided to punish him ‘severely, for the boy had — such an ingenuous, taking way with him, that — his very manner seemed to hypnotizé the major when the two came together. Pond asserted himself, and every scholar in the school knew what that meant. tenced to various kinds of punishments, the worst of which was solitary confinement on a bread-and-water diet for a week. He said it is the culmination of a long-series /was beginning to have hopes of a cure when Joe experienced a relapse. lawn approach to the front door of the academy, was discovered one morning highly decorated with different colored paints, which had been abstracted dvring the night from the tool-house. lighted students soon gathered about it to adm the results produced by a paint brush in the hands of a skillful artist. of desecration was reported to the major. he visited the statue to view with his ow ! Era 190 Read Pages 24 and 25 . Ye E. Wolff, Rae ey Tnc., 166 oe . 1911, BUSINE: “That was ever so many aie ‘ago. The He’s seen hard service and” distinguished himself in many of the Indian cam-. paigns out West, and that alone is enough to — sober a man up. Now he’s married, and has a growing daughter “Say, Besie Pond is a daisy, isn’t she?” in- terrupted Joe. e _“Sure. The fellows are all dead gone on her— Joe flushed up and began digging his heels il But unfortunately he was a: That spoiled all his But at last Major Joe was sen- This subdued him for ten days, and the imenhes A choice marble statue- of Apollo Belvidere, which ornamented the The effect was stunning, and a mob of Of course this acl

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~ “I know I have. I like fun as well as the 2 : pee OUT FOR what had happened to his Apollo. It took one of the school factotums a while day to remove the paint and restore the statue to its pristine ° whiteness. The major. was as mad as a hornet. The first thing he did was to send for Joe Fan- wood and ask him if he had perpetrated the joke. He acknowledged his guilt without hesitation, though with no air of bravado, for the boy scorned a Jie as the meanest kind of an evasion. | “You may go, sir,” said the major, sternly, and that was all Joe heard of the matter until his particular friend, Bob Stewart, brought it up in the present conversation between them. Apparently Major Pond had determined to ask Joe’s. guardian to recall him from the academy, and had only yielded to his head tutor’s per- suasions to give the favorite of the school an- other chance. Perhaps a lingering recollection of his old days at West Port, when he was something of a madeap himself, had a good bit to do with his decision, and perhaps a certain lik- ing he had for the bright, honest, sturdily built boy, who had not a mean streak in his nature, was at the bottom of it; at any rate, the mat- ter was permitted to drop. A rumor, however, got abroad that Miss Bessie Pond, the major’s fifteen-year-old daughter, had seen the statue in all the glory of Joe’s brilliant handiwork,- and report said she had laughed herself nearly sick over it. At any rate, there was a suspicious twinkle in her eyes for a week whenever she heard Fanwood’s name mentioned. “T guess your guardian would have hauled you over the coals if Major Pond had asked him to take you away,” said Bob Stewart. “He'd have done morv than that,” replied Joe, a bit soberly. “ “You have the greatest imagination for get- ting up ridiculous schemes I ever heard of. What ever induced you to paint that statue in all the - colors of the rainbow? And how could you do it in so artistic a way? Eyer take any lessons in water colors?” J Bae I just decorated him in comic opera , e. & “Well, I don’t think a regular artist could have done it in better shape if he had tried his best. ~ You seem to be a regular genius at whatever you undertake. You are the best all-around athlete in the school, whether at baseball, foot- ball, rowing, swimming, in the gymnasium, or ' what not. I tell you, Joe,,you must haul in your horns a bit, for we can’t afford to lose you. We look to you to pull our ball team through this spring. You're the only .pitcher the academy has ever had who could hold the -Maplewood semi-professionals down. In the one game you _ pitched against them last fall they made only two hits, and one of them was a scratch. We “never would have been in it but for you. The Maplewood Highs have always given us a tight rub. - Now; with you in the box this year, we expect to do them up in both games. You see now how much depends on you.” “You’ve given me quite a lecture, Bdb,” grin- ned Joe. — “I’m not lecturing you—only trying to bring you to your senses, that’s all.” ; _. “T think you’ve enjoyed my jokes as well,as -- anybody, Bob.” f _ you don’t seem to worry over a scorching. BUSINESS next fellow; but when it gets to be so ‘serious — as to threaten the smartest and most popular — boy in the school with the G. B., I think we ough all go slow, especially yourself.” ae “So you wish me to believe that I’m the smart-— est and most popular boy in the academy. You say that very well, Bob, but I guess there are others.” , gw “There may be others, but they are not in your ‘elass. You stand all by yourself. If a vote wa taken on the question ‘Who is King of the School?’ you’d get away with the election, hands © down.” j “Better change the subject, Bob, or I may get a swelled head.” é : “No fear of that. You’re not built that way.” “All right. Have it your way. But to back to the old subject. You think I am out of danger for a while?: That Major Pond has — given up the idea of writing to Mr. Jessup, my — guardian?” § ; Bae “Yes. I judge from what Hal said that you safe enough if you quit your practical jokes but if you don’t——” “ \ KEP “My name will be Tim Flynn,” snickered Joe. “Tt certainly will—or mud—take your choice. “Vl try to be good—that is, if no tempta tion comes my way—for I don’t want to turned loose; but it’s second nature with m to take advantage of my opportunities.” ~ : “A burnt. child generally dreads the fire, bu How many schools have you been politely requeste to leave?” = - “Half a dozen.or more,” chuckled Joe. . “Well, you are a peach and no mistake.” CHAPTER II.—Winning His Own Game. ; : It was a great day. at the Maplewood Milita Academy. The baseball nine, under Capta Joe Fanwood, was playing the Maplewoods, o: the Interstate League—practically a team professional ball players, for every member d a salary. Maplewood Academy presented a - pitcher in the person of Joe Fanwood, a arrival at the school. Not a Maplewood ~ fesional got nearer than ninety feet of the p that day. Only thirty batters faced him. Of these twelve retired to the bench on strikes, one got a three-base drive and was marooned on the bag, another got a base on balls, while third put a slow ball toward short-stop which counted as-a hit, though the runner got first only by an eyelash. When the game was over the score stood 1 to 0 in the academy’s favor. — As a matter of eourse the schoolboys — jubilant, and this spying their manager arran a date with the professionals just previou the ‘opening of the interstate seasén. That E attracted a tremendous crowd, which overflowed — the fine academy grounds. Major Pond, his wi: and daughter and some friends o¢cupied the vate box in the center of the grandstand. J before the game commenced Bessie Pond se Joe Fanwood, to whom she had never sp as the major did not permit his students t on intimate terms with his d ( lover’s bow-knot of baby blu ee | < sor Ee ce Pee

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his breast. She had an idea perhaps that this little token would inspire him to do his very: best that afternoon, for naturally she wanted- the ep academy to win. Joe intended to do- his best ~ anyway for the honor of the school, but when = he received the bow-knot with Bessie’s compli- ments, he resolved to go a shade better for her sake if the thing was possible. , The Maplewoods went to the bat first, and when the major’s daughter, whose bright eyes were evidently on the Jookout, saw Joe walk _ eonfidently to the pitcher’s position and stand there in readiness to let drive his first curve, she thought him the handsomest, manliest boy she had ever.seen, and her young heart fluttered * strangely and her face grew rosy as she saw her bunch of ribbon hanging just over his heart. _ Joe pitched just’three balls the first inning. The first batter up pushed a daisy cutter to short and - found the ball at the initial bag ahead of him; the second batter ballooned to Hal Fairweather jn left garden, and the third batter hit a liner _ to Bailey at second, who held on to it like grim death, and the professionals took the field with a zero to their credit, while the assembled ‘academy boys and théir sympathizers made. the welkin ring. ' - With two out and two strikes called on him, - Joe pushed a single to left in the opening inning amid great applause, but he got no further than first, as Bailey, the next batter, put up a high foul which was captured after a hard run by the third baseman of the opposing team. The professionals’ second inning was productive of “no results, as the first man struck out, the second ~ bunted and was thrown out by Joe, while the - third boosted a high one to center and was a victim. Thompson, the academy’s right-fielder, led off with a clean single to left, and was then - thrown out trying to steal second. The next two batters were easy outs. The Maplewoods came to bat the third time with blood in their eyes. ‘They were anxious to do Joe up. The best they ould accomplish was three successive flies to the outfield, and the academy boys came up to the plate to try ‘their Iuck again. With two out, ‘Barry, the chunky third baseman, got his. base “on an error; Fairweather soaked a» stinger at the pitcher which climbed all over him, and by the time he got his hands on the ball the runner was roosting at first, while Barry was dancing - around second. Amid great applause Joe came up to thé plate. He glanced at the private box and was rewarded with a fluttering handkerchief in Bessie’s hand. ~ “Line her out, Joe!” : “Soak it in the solar plexus!” “Put it over the fence!” ; donically. “One strike!” cried the umpire as Joe swung at phere and missed it. Sat He’s goin’ ter kill dat ball, I don’t t’ink,” Jeered a Maplewood youth, who had crawled over ' ‘the fence and thus saved the price of admission. “Strike two!” from the umpire, and a bunch of cate eries rose from the crowd who favor- professionals. ; ‘hree balls were then called. The next was critical one, and silence and expectation | < OUT FOR singles, which, with @ base on balls’ and an error, » beseeched to soak it out of the lot. As he tappe hov- standing up, glancing eagerly at him. The M rple BUSINESS TE Seren | ered. over the spectators. Crack! The ball j sailed. toward center like a bird, while a fierce ne” roar of enthusiasm broke from the academy penchés. Barry and Fairweather started for the plate Tike winged Mercuries without. a glance at the ball, for two men were out, and Joe dup out for the. first like a good one. The Maple- wood ceniter-fielder went after the ball as it os circled above him. Could he get it? : tee The academy boys Were shrieking like young * © fiends, and the uproar could easily be heard: a = m block away. The ball was still in the air when Joe turned second, but it was beyond the fielder’s reach anyway, for a moment later it hit the fence,* rebounded, was picked up and fired toward the plate to catch Joe. Joe slid for the rubber ina. - little cloud of dust as the ball struck the catcher’s glove. As the catcher reached to tag him, .the ~— ball ‘slipped from his fingers and the young eap- tain of the academy nine was safe. Well, say, perhaps there wasn’t .pandemonium 3 for several minutes. Bailey then struck out and ~ three runs went up’ on the score board. ‘The Maplewood batters were easy victims in the next ~ two innings, and so were-the academy boys, for — that matter.~ In the sixth, however, Maplewood got down to business by hitting Joe for three netted them three runs, evening up the score. Fairweather led off the sixth for the academy bv striking out. Joe was, presented. with his base. Bailey put a neat single in right, advanc- ing Joe by sharp running to third. This was ~ encouraging, for there was only one out, so the’ academy rooters got noisy and hilarious again. Thompson had made a hit already, and another — was looked for from him; but he ignominiously ~ fanned. Bailey, however, dashed the academy ~ hopes to the ground by being caught trying to- purloin second. Maplewood opened the ninth — with the score still 8 to 8. An error by short- stop gave the first batter a lift’ Then another fumble by ‘Parry cn third allowed the: second batter to reach the first bag. Pei h “Butter fingers!” howled a young Maplewood sympathizer in great glee. - RG SL tp SAE a To cap the climax the thitd batter put a high one back of second and Bailey dropped it. “We got ’em on the run now,” grinned the fourth batter as he came to the plate. “Just watch me put it over the fence.” — STs It was hard luck for Joe. Three chances for outs had been pies and every one missed. If — the game was lost he couldn’t be blamed. Joe — glanced at the private box and saw Bessie wave her hand to him. ‘That put him on his mettle and he struck out the batter, who had said he ~ was going to put the ball over the fence. With — the bases all occupied and only one man out, the — prospect was still very blue for the academy — team. But Joe fooled the next man into biting at three wide ones, and the academy crowd cheer- ed lustily. A few moments later the next batter ‘up failed to locate Joe’s deceptive delivery, and the boy received a tremendous ovation, for he had squeezed the team out of a very tight hole. Joe had to lift his cap again as he came up to lead off the ninth inning. He was franticall the rubber he flashed a look at Bessie. She

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= Em-at?” - tions to appear on’ the academy grounds with ae . OUT FOR BUSINESS wood pitcher leered as he let drive an in-curve at _ the boy. Joe reached for it quick, and the crack as his bat met the ball could be heard all. over the ground. A cyclonic roar followed. The ball was going toward the left-field fence as if it had seven-league boots on. Academy boys and their friends fell over one another, fired their hats into the air and acted generally as,if they had gone crazy. ; Before Joe reached second the ball was over the fence and: the game won. He trotted to the plate amid a storm of acclamations. But he had eyes for only one thing—the white handker- - ehief waving in Bessie’s hands and her shrieks of delight. The score was 4 to 3 in favor of the academy team, and Joe was earried off the field on the shoulders of his comrades. CHAPTER JiIl—Lashed To A Gun. ; There was high-jinks at the academy that evening. Joe Fanwood, Bob Stewart, Hal Fair- weather and Dick Bailey were crossing a sec- tion of the parade ground at the rear of the main academy when they saw a man staggering ahead of: them in a very erratic fashion “Who the dickens is that?” asked Joe. ae “Give it up.” replied Bob, “but he looks as if he was full of booze.” “He’s blind, staggering drunk, that’s what he is,” said Bailey. ! “Must be one of the major’s satellites,” said Fairweather. “Well, let’s see who he is,” grinned Joe. “It’s _ against all rules for any one to appear on the _ grounds in that condition.” . They hastened their steps and ,soon came up with the intoxicated individual, who was try- ing to walk an imaginary chalk line with very poor success. “Why, it’s Flynn,” said Stewart, after peer- ing into the fellow’s face} Pat Flynn was -man-of-all-work about the - academy, and, owing to his prying, sneaking habits, had become particularly obnoxious to the boys. The four members of the ball team step- ped in front of him and the man came to a sudden stop, looking at them in a foolish, leering way. “How are,you, Mr. Flynn?” asked Joe, ironi- cally. “How are Be feeling this lovely even- on “Faith, I’m falin’ bike a bir-rd. Long loife to yez, gents. Will yez be afther tellin’ where “Don’t you know where you are, Mr. : Flynn?” grinned Joe. ; “Shure I don’t.” “What have you got in your coattail pocket, Flynn?” asked Bailey. “Th me pocket, is it?” cried the Irishman, grabbing first at one coattail and then at the other, all the time maintaining his legs with the atmost difficulty. “Faith, don’t say a .worrud. It’s a flask of whisky I’ve got. Will yez drink wid me?”. “Don’t you know that it’s against the regula- a bottle of witisky in your pocket?” said Joe, — sternly. “Shure I do. is the academy?” “T do. We’re on the parade ground.” oe “Howly Moses! I must get to me room to” wanst. Will yez be so-good as to p’int out the — way to the shtable?” : : , “Sure we will,” said Joe, giving his com-— panions the wink. “Catch hold of his other arm, Bob, and we’ll show him the way.” Fanwood and Stewart piloted the intoxicated man over to the building and up into the room where the fcur chums bunked. ‘“ ‘ “What are you going to do to him, Joe?” asked Fairweather, curiously. 3 “Oh, I ain’t going to do a thing to him,” grin- ned Joe, as he induced Flynh to seat himself ona chair. “I merely thought I’d try to improve — the looks of that ugly phiz of his. Bob, oblige — me by pulverizing those two pieces of ehalk, ~ And you, Dick, take that cork on the window- — sill and burn it in the flame of the gas.” a The two boys did as directed, and while they were thus employed Flynn went off into a drunken sleep and began to snore with. his mouth ne wide open. Joe took the pulverized chalk and — rubbed it all over Flynn’s face, except the fiery end of his nose, whose redness was thus thrown — into conspicuous relief. On this white back- ground the academy pitcher defty sketched sev- eral. crescents and other ornaments of a like nature in burnt cork, drawing a kind of winged crocodile on the Irishman’s forehead. Then he soaved Flynn’s mustache till it stuck out as stiff as that of a French army dude, and. on his chin he made as good an imitation of a woatee as he could draw with the cork. “There! how does he look now?” asked the young artist. i “Great!” roared his companions, laughing till their sides ached. “What do. you call it, Joe?” asked Bob. “This, fellows, is the only original What now about to be put on exhibition for the fi time for a limited period.” “What do you mean by ‘about to be’ put exhibition’?” asked Bob. “Huist. what I said. I am going to exhibit presently in public. This is only a_ priv seance.” “Exhibit him in public! How do you mea “I suppose you know there are a couple old field- -pieces on either. side of thes main en trance, don’t you?” 5 ; “Sure I know it.” “Well, I propose to mount aniean astride one of ‘them, tie his legs together.so he can fall off and hurt himself, and leave him the: for the major to gaze, upon when. he opens bedroom window in the morning for a whiff, a fresh air.’ “Oh, come now, Joe, this aa get, us all” trouble,” objected Bob. : “How is the major going to find who Flynn to the gun?” “He’s sure to start an investigation, truth is bound to come out.” “What’s the difference?” retorted - J: lessly. “You know what Flynn is. be made an example of. Do yez mane to say that this —

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OUT FOR BUSINESS 5 in the academy but would be delighted to take advantage of this chance at the rascal. He keeps us continually in hot water, one way or another. Isn’t that so, Hal?” “That’s right,” nodded Fairweather. “I'll stand by you in this.” “So will I,” chipped in Dick Bailey. “All right,” agreed Bob. “If all of you fel- lows are in this thing, I won’t hold out. How are you going to do the trick?” “Just wait till I go over to the poorhouse for a@ piece of rope,” replied Joe. While he was gone Flynn snored on, utterly oblivious of the fate in store for him. “Isn’t he a beauty, the drunken scalawag?” sneered Bailey. ; “What he needs is a pair of horns, and then he’d be complete,” laughed Hal. “Let’s make a pair and stick Bob. ’em on,” said encouraged Bailey. ~ Bob got some cardboard and, with a pair of scissors and some mucilage, manufactured a tolerable pair of short horns, which he stuck on either side of Flynn’s partially bald forehead. He blackened them well with burnt cork. “They look quite natural.” grinned Bailey. Joe thought so, too, when he returned with the rope and saw the addition that had been made to the victim. He:shook Flynn into a maudlin wakefulness and told him he must go along with them. The Irishman allowed the boys to lead him. downstairs on to the parade ground again, - but as soon as the air played around him he began to exhibit a. tendency to boisterousness. “Phis won’t do at all,” said Joe to his com- panions. “We must shut him up or the fat will soon be in the fire.” As Flynn opened his mouth to utter a roar, ze: Bailey clapped a handkerchief into it and so gagged him, for the time being at any rate. They marched him around to the front of the academy; lifted him astride of the field gun, with his face to the vent, that stood almost under - Major ‘Pond’s bedroom windows, and lashed him tight, in spite of his struggles, taking care to secure his hands. behind his back. “Now let’s sneak,” said Bob. “Good-night, Mr. Flynn,” said Joe, taking off his cap and making the fellow a mock bow. _ “Good-night,” repeated the other three, also making low bows. 2 ‘Then the four boys withdrew as noiselessly as 50 1 In a short time the moon Nis disagreeable situation. At last he succeeded in getting rid of the gag. Finding he could use his tongue, he began to roar at the top of his yoice. The,major was awakened and jumped from his bed to see what caused the racket. As he slammed up one of the windows Flynn started to sing in maudlin tones. Major Pond gazed ga at the figure that bestrode the field-piece. _ Never in all his life had he seen such a queer- n by this time had forgotten all about the mstance “Go ahead and make them, if you know how,” _ looking face, though he had run across many a - ‘otesquely painted Indian in his time out West. _ ‘showed a dispostiion to fight. ent situation and had reached a kind of jovial stage of drunkenness. “Who are you?” roared the major, angrily. “And what are you doing astride that gun?” Flynn stopped. singing and looked: up at the principal of the academy. He did not’ recognize that important person, hor did he appear to re- alize where he was. “Are yez spakin’ to me,‘ ye ould orang-ou- tang?” he replied, with a hiecough. “So it’s you, Patrick Flynn, is it?” cried Major Pond, in some astonishment. as he recognized the man’s voice. “And you’re drunk again, eh? Get down from that gun instantly and go to your quarters, sir. I’ll attend to you to-morrow.” “Go to blazes!” howled the Irishman. “Who are yez, anyway, that presumes to order me about? One would think yez was ould Pond him- | self, bad luck to yez!” : “What!” gasped the enraged principal. “Do you dare talk to me in that way, you rascal?” Flynn regarded the major with a leer for a moment; then he began bawling: : “Arrah musha, MeFadden was lazy and_ fat, with the hair of his head struck out through his hat. He weighed forty-three; if he weighed a stun more, bejabers. I’m thinkin’ he’d weighed forty-four. Hurrah!” “Will you get off that gun, you drunken, vil- lain?” shouted Major Pond. “Get off what gun?” replied Flynn, insolently. “What are yez talkin’ about? Be the poker! It’s drunk yez are yerself.”’ ; Bang! Down went the window, and in another moment Flynn began to sing again, making’ the night air resound with a ditty which aroused Tutor Applegate on the third floor and brought him to his cwn window, where he gazed down in astonishment at the weird figure upon the field-piece. In ten minutes Major Pond, partially dressed and accompanied by one of the male — servants in his shirt-sleeves, appeared around the corner of the building and approached the mount- ed Irishman. } “Pull the scoundrel off that field-piece?” cried the major to his companion. His satellite started to obey, but found that for certain reasons he couldn’t. He reported that Flynn was securely lashed to the gun, with his hands tied behind him. Major Pond came . forward and soon convinced himself that it was a fact. ‘ “Some of the boys are evidently at the bottom of this,” he remarked grimly. “Cut the fellow loose and take him to his quarters. What a face hejs got! This is Ranwood’s handiwork. That bo¥.is simply incorrigible.” Flynn was relieved from his perch, but now Perceiving which in time, the other servant did not loosen his arms, but half led, half dragged the Irishman to ~ his quarters, threw him on his bed just as he was and left him to sleep off the effects of his debauch. + ‘ CHAPTER V.—For Life or Death, Next morning shortly after breakfast Major © Pond sent for Joe Fanwood to come to his office. © When -the boy appeared he motioned him to a es which had placed him in his pres- - seat near hisdesk, = a ri.

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6a | 3 QUT FOR BUSINESS. “Last night I found Patrick Flynn tied toe one _ his fist at the window and then went on his way. ~ a of the field-pieces directly under the windows Joe was. almost ready to leave the room when ~ of my sleeping apartment,” began the major. he saw Bessie Pond, mounted on her pony Dandy, severely. “His face was decorated in a fantastic canter out at the front gate. The sight of the manner with chalk and burnt cork. Were you girl caused.a spasm of regret to cross his hand- implicated in the affair or not, sir?” . some features, and he watched her until she was “Do you insist on my answering that. ques-. out of sight down the road. Bake a tion, Major Pond.” Se ~ Then he went to the storeroom adjoining the ~ cages 2p RY : gymnasium, -where his bicycle was kept, got it “Then I am compelled to answer yes.” from the boy in charge, who looked at him in “Did you have any accomplices?” some surprise, but made no remark, and. wheel- ~ “T had three companions.” ing it outside, mounted it and started for the . “Mention thei names, please.” same gate through which Flynn had taken his “J would like to be excused, Major Pond.” departure.’ Passing through, he looked back at~ “{ insist, sir,” demanded the principal. the academy, where he had spent many happy “Then I will have to refuse to answer, because hours, and thelump came into his throat again, Yt would be manifestly unfair for me to mention and_a suspicious moisture dimmed his fine eyes. ~ who they were.” “Good-by,” he said, in shaky tones. “Good-by 3 “J will give you the choice of telling me who forever. It’s tough, leaving you in this way, but ~ they were or leaving the academy at once,” said it can’t be helped. I couldn’t have. done dif- the principal angrily. ferent in my life depended on my actions. I wish = “tam very sorry, sit, but I cannot say who the —well, what’s the odds? I’m done for in that _ boys were.” - direction, so what’s the use of thinking about the — “Phat is your decision, is it, Fanwood?” . ; _ matter any more?” aT “Yes) sir.” = He started at a smart pace down the road, and _ "Very well. I dismiss you from the Maplewood soon a grove of trees shut the military agadem Military Academy because you are a confirmed from his sight. After covering perhaps four practical joker. I have given you every chance miles he drew near a lane running up to a some-— : to reform, but you seem to be utterly heedless what pretentious mansion. Through the trees of the consequences. Go to your room and pack he saw a flutter of white approaching the road. up. Here are ten dollars for your expenses back In a few minutes he recognized Bessie Pond a: to your home. I will settle the rest with your her white pony Dandy. As they turned into- - guardian.” - highway ahead of him a man rose from the shr Joe rose from his chair and looked at the major bery, waved his hands and shouted wildly, a with a lump in his throat. He seemed about to then threw a big stohe at the pony. The animal ~ say something. Then he pulled himself together, shied violently, the saddle girth broke and the made the customary salute in true military style girl was unseated, and onlv saved herself from and marched out of the office. Major Pond nasty fall by throwing her arms around watched him go with a solemn countenance. pony’s neck, which dashed off down the road at a _. “Poo bad. Too bad,” he muttered. “He’s a mad pace, - ; K <i<fine boy, but-——” : “Great Scott! She'll. be killed!” cried Joe, He turned. to examine his, morning’s mail. starting after her at full speed. : ‘There came a knock -on the door. : As he passed the lane he gave a momen’ “Come in,” said the major. glance at the man, who was shrinking among the — “Bessie Pond entered and danced up to her bnshes after accomplishing his dastar ly action t father’s desk. wee - When one glimpse enabled Joe to recognize Pa “Pm going to town this morning, papa, on rick Flynn. Joe saw that the pony had taken the Dandy. Is there anything I can get for you?” bit in her teeth and was wholly unmanagea she asked, twining an arm caressingly around The boy had hopes that he would be able | the major’s neck.” catch up-with the little mare and stop her before . “No, my darling,” he replied. “Be careful of she shook Bessie off. He put on steam - yourself.” earnest. He saw with satisfaction that he was eMes, papas. steadily gaining on the pony, which, though She kissed him and danced out of the office manageable, was impeded by Bessie’s tight h ‘again. In the meantime, Joe walked solemnly about her arching neck. Suddenly he heard across the parade ground to his quarters. The long shriek of a locomotive near at hand boys had just been marched into the different at once it came to his mind that they. were ¢lass-réoms for the morning’s work, and so Joe ing in on the railroad tracks of the D., P. & “found the grounds and the room vacant. He road, which passed by rns eae acai O e and gla packed his trunk slowly, as if the job was dis- He rose a bit from his bent attitu ‘tasteful to him, and the last few necessary ar- ed away to the left. A long freight train. ticles he put into a small handbag, which he . coming down the line at a. ten-mile-an-hou hung over his shoulders. ; Two problems instantly presented themselve “Long before he had finished, happening to his mind. Would the pony reach the track lance from the window, he saw Patrick Flynn time to pass clear of the train?” - with a grip in his hand walking sullenly toward “T must catch Dandy Bob ane 5 Shea ee ‘one of the side gates which opened upon the track,” he breathed. “I’ve simply got: ‘oad that led toward the distant town of Maple- _ Re ae ; wood. He had been summarily discharged by the _ ck a sligh jor. As the fellow passed the corner of the — v i uilding where the principal’s office was, he shook

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oo oc _ bridle as he leaped to the ground. OQUT-/FOR BUSINESS 7 never -be able to clear it. It was the question of life or deagh for him to reach the fleeing little mare in a very few seconds, and turn her aside dewn the track. He made the wheel hum as it never hummed since it came from the maker’s. Inch by inch he crept up on the terror- stricken animal. Now he reached and was over- lapping its flanks. Now up to where the saddle girth had been. The engine was crossing’ the - roadway ahead, and it seemed as if nothing could avert a catastrophe that would involve even Joe himself in his headlong rush. Fairly dizzy from the terrible strain he had imposed on himself, he reached out one hand and grasped the pony’s Then he turned off to the right, dragging the animal around with him. Bessie just: missed bumping into the cars by a haix’s breadth. The pony tossed its head wild- ly, But Joe held on for all he was worth. The - boy was hanging back, throwing his weight _ interested in the outcome of the affair. 3 ae girl. he carried her to a Pe through a culvert under the tracks. on the ground, with her head on his knee, he upon Dandy. The engineer and fireman were looking back with starting eyes at the struggle beside the track, while the crew of the train at ‘different points upon the cars were also intensely The she wanted animal had to slow down, whether Joe to or not. At last she came to a dead stop. E rushed around to the terrified girl’s aid. “Joe Fanwood!” she exclaimed, as she dimly recognized him. Then she slipped inertly into his waiting arms. She had fainted. CHAPTER V.—Joe’s Resolve. Joe laid Bessie Pond tenderly on the grass as _ the caboose, the last car on the freight, flashed by them, with the conductor and another man standing at the doorway looking back. He tied ep eady to the fence, picked up his wheel and stood against a tree, and then returned to the un- Taking her into his arms again little stream which ran Placing her - began to sprinkle water on her face and to chafe 4 her temples. “Her golden hair had escaped its confining pins and lay, spread out in the sunshine like a mass of glittering strands. She was as pale as death; and the fluttering breath came in little gasps betweeh her pearly teeth showed through her - parted lips. She was a beauty, and.no mistake, but Joe wasn’t thinking of her good looks just then. All his thoughts were concentrated in the ffort to bring her back to her senses. After a : Her g she uttered a sigh and opened her eyes. fer gaze met Joe’s and something like aston- ishment came into her face. “Do you feel better, Miss Bessie?” he asked eagerly. “Better!” she exclaimed wonderingly. “Why, what is the matter with me? What has hap- ned?” “Your pony was frightened and ran away with ; don’t you remember? I chased you on my eel, and crly caught up in time to save Dandy ym going chpape ict a freight train. m - little girl he has. ‘actually say so. “Oh!” she cried, as a look of terror flashed from her eyes. “I remember. “Yes. It was dread- ful. And you saved my life, and Dandy’s! How shall I ever thank-you enough, Joe Fanwood? Papa will be so grateful to you. I am the only He will never, never forget what you have done for me as long as he lives. And I never will forget it either.” “All right, Miss Bessie,” replied the boy, cheer- fully. “lm awfully glad I was able to do you this service.” “Aren’t you ood? And oh, so brave! . Why, you risked your own life to save me.” “Well, s’pose I did? It’s all right. You’re not hurt, and I’m perfectly satisfied.” “T am very, very grateful to you. You believe me, don’t you?” “Sure I do, ‘and if you’re satisfied we’ll let it go at that.” ‘ : “But I shall always be grateful, Joe Fanwood. Always. -I’m sure papa won’t be able to do enough for you now.” “Your father won’t have much chance to do anything for me, Miss Bessie,” said the boy, with a shade of emotion in his tones. “Won’t have a chance,” she ejaculated, sitting up and trying to secure her hair. “Why not? What do you mean?” regarding him with a puz- zled expression. “Oh, nothing,” replied | Joe, gulping down his feelings. “But I want to know,” she persisted in her wilful way. “JT don’t think the matter would interest you, Miss Bessie.” “You talk so strangely. I’ve never spoken to . you before, have I? just to think you have saved my life! We must be good friends after this,” she concluded withga shy eagerness that, was very bewitching. “I wish we could, but I’m afraid we can’t.” “Why can’t we? I know my papa won’t object after. t “The reason is because I probably won’t see you again- “Won’t see me again!” opening her eyes in great surprise. “I don’t understand you.” “T have left the academy.” “You have——” She stopped and looked at him as if she could not believe the evidence of her ears. “Your father dismiisséd me this morning be- cause—because I’m the worst boy in the school. That’s about the size of it, though he didn’t From the way he spoke I guess he meant it. So you see——" “My father dismissed you—you, Ge Fanwood! The brightest, smartest boy in the academy! You who won the ball game yesterday! I can’t, I really can’t believe it.” we “I’m sorry _to say it’s a fact. Well, it was my own fault. I’ve played all sorts of jokes there. I nearly spoiled that statue of Apollo. I “Wasn’t that the funniest thing I ever saw in all my life!” she cried, with a rippling laugh, as the recollection of the figure in all its ridiculous decoration recurred to her mind. “I never, never saw anything half so comical. What a genius» you are!” admiringly. “T may be a genius, thinks I am a fool. but I guess your father ~~ At any rate, what I and —

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OUT/FOR BUSINESS | ee never -be able to clear it. It was the question of life or deagh for him to reach the fleeing little mare in a very few seconds, and turn her aside dewn the track. He made the wheel hum as it never hummed since it came from the maker’s. Inch by inch he crept up on the terror- stricken animal. Now he reached and was over- lapping its flanks. Now up to where the saddle girth had been. The engine was crossing the roadway ahead, and it seemed as if nothing could avert a catastrophe that would involve even Joe himself in his headlong rush. Fairly dizzy from the terrible strain he had imposed on himself, he reached out one hand and grasped the pony’s bridle as he leaped to the ground. Then he turned off to the right, dragging the animal around with him. Bessie just missed bumping into the cars by a hair’s breadth. The pony tossed its head wild- ~~ ly; But Joe held on for all he was worth. The poy was hanging back, throwing his weight upon Dandy. The engineer and fireman were looking back with starting eyes at the struggle beside the track, while the crew of the train at different points upon the cars were also intensely _ Interested in the outcome of the affair. The animal had to slow down, whether she wanted to or not. At last she came to a dead stop. Joe rushed around to the terrified girl’s aid. - “Joe Fanwood!” she exclaimed, as she dimly - recognized him. Then she slipped inertly into his waiting arms. ‘She had fainted. CHAPTER V.—Joe’s Resolve. Joe laid Bessie Pond tenderly on the grass as . the caboose, the last car on the freight, flashed _ by them, with the conductor and another man standing at the doorway looking back. He tied Dandy to the fence, picked up his wheel and stood it against a tree, and then returned to.the un- Yonscious girl. Taking her into his arms again he carried her to a little stream which ran through a culvert under the tracks. Placing her ee on the ground, with her head on his knee, he “= began to sprinkle water on her face and to chafe her. temples. “Her golden hair had escaped its confining pins and lay, spread out in the sunshine like a mass f glittering strands. She was as pale as death; and the fluttering breath came in little gasps betweeh her pearly teeth showed through her ‘parted lips. She was a beauty, and.no mistake, ut Joe wasn’t thinking of her good looks just then. All his thoughts were concentrated in the ffort to bring her back to her senses. After a ES nm, she uttered a sigh and opened her eyes. Her gaze met Joe’s and something like aston- - ishment came into her face. “Do you feel better, Miss Bessie?” he asked eagerly. 9 Better!” she exclaimed wonderingly. “Why, at is the matter with me? What has hap- ene “Your pony was frightened and ran away with , don’t you remember? I chased you on my , and erly caught up in time to save Dandy ng Seanlcne aeons a oe tr, ain.” ce - little girl he has. ‘actually say so. “Oh!” she cried, as a look of terror flashed from her eyes. “I remember. “Yes. It was dread- ful. And you saved my life, and Dandy’s! How shall I ever thank you enough, Joe Fanwood? Papa will be so grateful to you. I am the only He will never, never forget what you have done for me as long as he lives. And I never will forget it either.” “All right, Miss Bessie,” replied the boy, cheer- fully. “I’m awfully glad I was able to do you this service.” “Aren’t you good? Ana oh, so brave! Why, you risked your own life to save me.” “Well, s’pose I did? It’s all right. You’re not hurt, and I’m perfectly satisfied.” - “T am very, very grateful to you. You believe me, don’t you?” “Sure I do, and if you’re satisfied we'll let it go at that.” : “But I shall always be grateful, Joe Fanwood. Always. I’m sure papa won’t be able to do enough for you now.” “Your father won’t have much chance to do anything for me, Miss Bessie,” said the boy, with a shade of emotion in his tones. “Won’t have a chance,” she ejaculated, sitting up and trying to secure her hair. “Why not? What do you mean?” regarding him with a puz- zled expression. “Oh, nothing,” replied | Joe, gulping down his feelings. “But I want to know,” she persisted in her wilful way. “I don’t think the matter would interest you, Miss Bessie.” “You talk so strangely. I’ve never spoken to _. you before, have I? just to think you have saved my life! We must be good friends after this,” she concluded withga shy eagerness that, was very bewitching. “T wish we could, but I’m afvaid we can’t.” “Why can’t we? I know my papa won’t object after- Be : “The reason is because I probably won’t see you again- vi “Won’t see me again!” opening her eyes in great surprise. “I don’t understand you.” “T have left the academy.” “You have She stopped and looked at him as if she could not believe the evidence of her ears. “Your father dismisséd me this morning be- cause—because I’m the worst boy in the school. That’s about the size of it, though he didn’t From the way he spoke I guess he meant it. So you see——” “My father dismissed you—you, Tos Fanwood! The brightest, smartest boy in the academy! You who won the ball game yesterday! I can’t, I really can’t believe it.” “I’m sorry to say it’s a fact. Well, it was my own fault. I’ve played all sorts of jokes there. I nearly spoiled that statue of Apollo. I “Wasn’t that the funniest thing I ever saw in all my life!” she cried, with a rippling laugh, as the recollection of the figure in all its ridiculous decoration recurred to her mind. “I never, never saw anything half so comical. What a genius you are!” admiringly. “I may be a genius, but I guess your father thinks I am a fool. N ar At any rate, what I and — :

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~ three of my friends did last night to Pat Flynn, who was employed about the stables, and whom ai we caught drunk on the parade grounds at half- eee past ten, settled me with Major Pond. I was i called to his office this morning, and after I had admitted my guilt I was dismissed, you may as well call it expelled, because I refused to give the names of my comrades in the affair. That’s all there is to it. I’m now no longer a student. Jt’s rather rough on me, but it’s my own fault.” “Tt’s too bad,” said Bessie. “But my father will overlook everything now just as soon as I tell him what you have done for me.” ‘s “Pm afraid I couldn’t go back, Miss Bessie.” eaat 2 _ “Not even for my sake?” she asked, earnestly. Mees: “For your sake I’d do anything; but please Share don’t ask me. I’ve made up my mind to start out in the world on my own hook and sée what I can do. Were I to return to the academy it would only be a question of a short time before I got. myself into some other scrape. I’ve given your father trouble enough. He’s been very lenient with me, anyway. You can’t expect him ' to stand for everything.” J “But I don’t. want you to leave the academy,” - she said, poutingly. : : “T have already left.” “You must go back with me,” coaxingly. Joe shook his head. “Td like to, but “But what?” ; : “l’m too proud to return after having been _ ¢lismissed.” - “But papa will make that all right.” “T dare say that under the present circum- - stance she’d be willing to stretch a point. But -I don’t care to ask him to do so., I’m going to ‘try my luck in Maplewood. If you'll permit 5 me to write to you I'll ee you know how I am. -.getting on. Hustling for a living may cure me - of my tendency for practical joking. At any.rate, I think I ought to give it a trial.” ' “Well,” replied Bessie, regretfully, “if you are _ determined not to go back, of course I can’t persuade you to do so. [I shall be glad if you will write to me, and I will answer your letters if - you enclose your address. If you should change your mind about coming back to school you can let me know.” ; _.*T promise to do so in that case,” agreed Joe. “Now I had better go back with you to the point where your saddle came off, and fix it on again somehow, so that you can get home.” —— _ Joe unhitched the pony and gave the _ bridle to Bessie to lead him by, while he walked by her side. pushing his wheel along. The saddle was found in the middle of the road, and Joe man- aged to patch the girth so that it promised to hold if the girl walked her animal to the academy. “You will write me soon, won’t you?” she asked, holding him by the hand. . “Yes. Good-by, Miss Bessie.” “Good-by, Mr. Fanwood.” The boy mounted his. wheel and rode off to- ward Maplewood, Bessie watching him until he was out of sight. ” CHAPTER VI.—Out for Business. - Joe Fanwood hired a small furnished room in. Maplewood, arranged with an expressman to OUT FOR BUSINESS been severed. t go out to the academy and bring in his trunk, and after his dinner at a restaurant started out to take a survey of the business Section of the town. As he passed a popular cafe he was but- — tonholed by Jake Stebbins, manager of the Maple-’ wood League ball team.” fesah “Hello; Fanwood,” he said. “What are you ~ doing in town? Come in and have something.” “Thanks, Mr. Stebbins, but I don’t drink,” re- plied Joe, politely. 3 oy ee “Well, have a-cigar, then.” £ “T don’t smoke, either.” Ce “Don’t you? Well, I wish all the members of my team were like you. I have to keep a mighty sharp lookout on the boys to prevent them from crooking the elbow during the season. There’s a heavy fine goes with the offense, but the lads are up to all sorts of tricks to evade it. Goslin, my new pitcher, is the worst offender. I got him from Kansas City. He’s a fine slab artist, but. I find him pretty unreliable. The Western — League let him go because they couldn’t control — his habits, I guess.” ; ; ; “We didn’t find him such an extraordinarily es puzzle yesterday,” grinned Joe, forgetting that he __ was no longer a member of the academy nine. We made six hits off of his delivery, which was ~ prety good, considering our team is not in your class. ; “You made half the hits yourself, Fanning—_ two homers and a single. You played the whole game. My men only reached you in one inni 3 If you hadn’t been in the game it would have been a farce comedy. If I had you on my team Vd ac sing ee upon my word I would.” - “Much obliged for your good opinion 7 Mr. Stebbins.” Se “Don’t mention it. You deserve it all right By the way, have you chaps a holiday to-day? “No. Why?” © : # “E didn’t know but you had, Seeing you in town. ; It isn’t often you lads get outside your grounds during the term.” Sone “No, not cften.” ¢ “Got time to come out to the noon?” : “I don’t know,” replied Joe, doubtfully. ‘ “Well, Pil give you a pass to the grandstand, said the manuger, producing his ecard and writing — grounds this afte’ a few words on the back of it. “Drop out. you can. We play the Roslyns. Game begi at three. We open the regular season to-motrow at-Ridgewood,” . ; The manager shook hands with Joe and walked down the street, while the boy continued hi stroll. When Joe got back to his lodging-hou he found that the expressman had come ba without his trunk, but had brought a note place of it from Major’Pond. The major wrote in very feeling terms of the obligation he was under to the boy. for saving his daughter’s life, and urged him to return to the academy at once, as everything would be overlooked, and he was very anxious to thank him in person. Joe, however, had decided not to retury so he wrote Major Pond a note to that eff ing his reasons for his resolve, and thanking principal for his-many kindnesses in: the pas which he said he was now able to appre that the eee choc we

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pressman next morning with the request that his trunk be sent on. Major Pond read the note with. much regret, but he felt that he could not do otherwise than comply with Joe’s request, and so the trunk was delivered to the expressman, ~-and by him left at the boy’s lodgings. ~ Joe had no definite idea what he would do for a living when he left his lodgings on the follow- ing morning. To go into a store or shop for the meager wagés which would be offered to him, a ‘greenhorn in the world, was not what he was looking. for. He was ambitious in some business that, through the exercise of energy and per- ‘severance, he could make good money at in the ‘near future. His plan was a good one, but being young and inexperienced, he did not know how to put it into execution. While he con- sidered the important question he mechanically tuined into a side street off the main business - thoroughfare, and presently saw a sign in a small window which read: “Agents Wanted.” Joe stopped and studied the sign attentively. -“Maybe that would suit me if I could catch on. YU go in and see what it amounts to.” : ~ So he entered the store, which was filled with samples of agricultiral machinery. There were also shelves loaded down with a lot of miscel- Taneous truck. He asked for the proprietor, and ‘very small youth, who was dusting the ar- ticles on the shelves, referred him to a. small room at the back of the store, where he found a wizened little man reading the morning paper. ‘Axe you the proprietor?” asked Joe, in a busi- -like way. “Yes, What can I do for you?” asked the man, Jooking at the visitor over his spectacles. “You have a sign-in your window, ‘Agents wanted.’ I would like to know what the busi- ess is, and whether I would fill the bill in case found it suited me.” ae ne man looked Joe all over before he replied. es; I want an agent to sell agricultural machinery and other things, but I hardly think you'd suit.” : “How do you know I wouldn’t?” asked Joe. ; The proprietor of the establishment seemed Se rather struck by Fanwood’s reply. He put down the paper and looked him over again more care- : y than before. eke . Well,” he said, with a slight smile, “you’re a boy. What I want is a man—and a man with perience.” 3 ria ‘’m not a man, and I hayen’t any experience ing agricultural machinery or anything else; ‘looking for work that has a future ‘in not afraid to hustle where there’s any- thing in it for me. Perhaps it might* pay you to me some idea what you expect your agent. ; what the prospects are for a good man, ther facts that would give me some idea Then if I thought I could do eo n pression on the man, for he pointed beside his desk and asked him to sit OUT FOR BUSINESS — : 9 your line I’d like you _ CHAPTER VIL.—Joe Dines With Bessie and He “I’ve been at school until yesterday,” replied Joe. $ ; “Then you are quite green in the ways of business,” said the man, pursing up his lips, which . the boy took to be an unfavorable sign... | “J admit it. But the fact doesn’t wort? the least. I’ve got to learn-to make my hi and the sooner I begin the better. I don’t car to tie myself down to store or shop work. I. “wouldn’t like it, and so it would be a clear waste of time and energy. I want to take up something in which I could interest myself. Something that. offered encouragement for me to goat it for all I’m worth. I think I’d like to sell. things to people. If an article struck meas being good I am sure I would take an interest in convincing — people in need of that article that they ought to buy it. Take this electric fan you have on your desk, for instanec; there is something that everybody needs in summeér. Of course persons without electric connections in their buildings * could not use it; but wherever the facilities exist to supply it with power there it ought to be. If. I had an office I wouldn’t be without one myself in the hot term.” : mS Seis. Joe spoke earnestly and animatedly, and the iz man. smiled. E . “T am the general agent in Maplewood for that machine,” he said. “How would you like to try your hand at selling them? A few days’ work — about town canvassing stores, offices and fac- ~~ tories would probably give me a line on your’ abaptability for selling merchandise.” J “T would like to try it, sir.” LaErES - “Then you shall, I rather think you’re cut: =x out for a good agent and convasser. You have a pleasing address, a convincing manner, and you: talk well as far as I can determine-at this short interview.. Your youth and lack of experience are all that seem to be against you. This elec- tric fan is an entirely new article in this place, and I haven’t started to introduce it yet. I will give you a bunch of the literature for you to read up and familiarize yourself with the ad- vantages and good qualities of the machine. I have a perfect working model in miniature, which — you can carry around to make a practical demon- _ stration with. You can leave some of the cir- culars and other printed matter wherever you — - call and keep a record of every place you visit, with an eye to calling later if you interest the : party but he does not take the machine at once.” Mr. Jackson, that was the general agent’s name, then proceeded to give Joe an insight into _ the methods generally followed by convassing’ agents in their efforts to make a sale. In his earlier days he had been a successful agent him- self, and he made the boy. wise to many points that would have taken him months to learn by — experience. After Joe had studied up the elec- trie fan literature he felt fully prepared to Ro out and hustle, and so, with his pockets full of printed matter, and the model machine on_hi: arm, he started out for business. ; = 1 Father. © - 3

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10 OUT FOR soon be upon them. He also disposed of one at the restaurant where he got his dinner, to be placed on the cashier’s desk. The house itself was supplied with revolving wooden fans depend- entefrom the ceiling. During the afternoon the “boy got orders for six more of the machines, making nine in all’ he sold on his first day. As his commission was fifty cents on each fan sold, he felt pretty well satisfied with the results of the day’s work. Mr. Jackson was both surprised and pleased when he showed him the nine orders which were to be delivered C. O. D. next day. ~ -“T guess I didn’t make any mistake in you, young man,” he said. “If you go on the way you have begun you'll turn out a hummer. Do you want anv money on account? I don’t usually pay any commission at all in advance,, but the showing you have made to-day is deserving of some encouragement, so I will make an exception fn your favor.” “No, sir. I don’t need any money to-day.” “Then I’ll pay you the $4.50 you earned to-day to-morrow night.” “All right, sir. That’s satisfactory.” : Next day was Friday and Joe sold six electric fans. That night he wrote a letter to his guardian, telling him that he had severed his con- yiection with the academy. and the cause that had led to it. He thanked Mr. Jessup for his kind- wess_and consideration to him in the past, hoped that he would forgive his delinquencies, and told him that he was now fully determined to make his way in the world solely by his own efforts. He mailed the letter in the morning, enclosing his Maplewood address, so that his guardian could communicate with him if so disposed, and that day sold five more of the fans, and every one to people who at first refused to consider his proposition and only grudgingly allowed him to give a demonstration of their utility. When he reached his lodgings that afternoon he found that a messenger from the academy had been there and left a note for him. It was a pressing in- vitation from Major Pond that he take dinner with himself and Bessie on Sunday afternoon at three. : “We shall expect you, mv dear_boy, so don’t fail to come,” the note concluded. | The prospect of seeing Bessie Pond again was an alluving one. and so Joe décided that he would accept the invitation. Accordingly he dressed himself with unusual care Sunday afternoon, and about two o’clock he took the trolley which passed within a short distance of the academy. He ar- rived at his destination shortly before three, and ‘was shown into the private sitting-room, where he found Bessie waiting to receive him. “Tt was so good of you to come, Mr. Fanwood,” she eried, impulsively stretching out both hands to him as he stepped forward to greet her, “T was very glad to come, Miss Bessie,” he - gaid, with flush face. “It was very kind of your father to invite me.” _ “Papa was ‘anxious to sce you and thank you in person for saving my life the other day. He - was greatly disappointed when you declined to return to the academy, and so was I.” “J hope neither you nor your father are of- fended at the course I have taken,” said Joe, - earnestly. ; “Oh, no. You had a perfect right to act as BUSINESS you thought best. Only we think it: would be — ever so much better for you if you would decide — to come back next term and finish your course.” “T don’t say that it wouldn’t: but I’m afraid that Mr. Jessup, my guardian, when he learns what has occurred will wash his hands of me altogether.” : “Why should he do that?” asked Bessie, in some surprise. 7S “Well, I’ve given him a good deal of trouble, — one way or the other. He is in no way related to me, and only agreed to take charge of me because my father was an old and valued friend of his. Under these circumstances I have decided to relieve him of the responsibility and hoe my — own way myself. I am not afraid but I can do — it. In act, I never felt so indenendent and self-reliant as since vour father politely told me — that the Maplewood Military Academy would — know me no more.” ; a a “I hope you’re not angry with papa for dis- missing you. You know you told me that you — felt you deserved it. At any rate, papa would — give a great deal to have you back again.” ee “IT have only the -pleasantest feeling toward — your father, Miss Bessie, I assure you. I have — no kick coming at all. I think it will do me good to hustle a little for myself. I hope it ~ will take the foolishness out of me. If a fellow — has_the right kind of ambition, it doesn’t do him any good to have things come his way too easy. — Kind of spoils him, don’t you think?” a “Tam sure I don’t know. Papa will understand — that better than I. I only hope you will get along nicely whatever you do.” ; ae “You are very good to say that, Miss Bessie,” — replied Joe, gratefully. : : tei “Why shouldn’t I wish you every good fortune? Am not I under the greatest obligations to you?” — “T wish you wouldn’t mention that, Miss Bessie. — I was only too pleased to have the opportunity — to do you a service.” Re nae “Thank you, Mr. Fanwood,” said Bessie, with a blush. a At this point Major Pond entered the room. — “IT am véry glad to see you, Fanwood,” he said, taking Joe by the hands. Then he proceeded to tell the boy how mu he appreciated the nerve and courage he ha displayed in saving his daughter’s life. ; “Tt is, of course, impossible for me ever to repay the debt I owe you,” continued the majo “Such a service as that is beyond price. I wish, however, to offer you a slight evidence of my appreciation, as well as a token of remembrane ae 80 beg your accevtonce of this watch and chain. He handed the boy a box which bore the i print of the most prominent jeweler in Maple- wood. Joe opened it and found an elegant gold watch and chain, suitably inscribed on the case “T think you very much, Major Pond, for this valuable pregent, and it will give me great pleas- — ure to wear it.” : Cae “And I hope you will wear this also, as coming from me, Mr. Fanwood,” said Bessie, stepp up and presenting him with a splendid tie h together with a diamond pin of considerab value. . ; ; Joe accepted it with much pleasure and thi her for it. Pas cee \

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-. OUT FOR “J pelieve dinner is ready,”. remarked Major Pond. . “So we will adjourn to the next room. ~ You may take Bessie in.” -Joe offered his arm very politely to the young Jady, and she laughingly acceptedit. The dinner was an enjoyable affair, and Joe thought Bessie not only the most charming, but the brightest ~ girl he had ever met. Through the windows he -oecasionally caught glimpses of many of his old - schoolmates wandering around the parade ‘ground, or perched about the doors and at the open windows of their quarters. This sight of the boys made him feel a trifle homesick, and he almost regretted that he had refused the major’s pressing invitation to return. However, he had put his shoulder to the wheel to make his own way in the world, and he had no thought of backing out. After dinner Major - Pond asked him to give his own version of the ' ¢apture of the runaway pony, which he did with ‘due modesty. “Bessie told me that she thought it was a tramp who had frightened Dandy.” _ “No, Major. Pond, it was not a tramp, but Patrick Flynn. He came out of the bushes by the side of the road and deliberately stampeded the pony, throwing up his hand, hollering, and finally throwing a stone at the animal.” _- *The scoundrel!” exclamed the major, angrily. “I ought to have the rascal arrested if I could _lay my hands on him.” “When the boys were marched into the refectory to supper Bessie asked Joe if he would like to go out with her on the river a little while in her own special boat. He said he would be delighted to do so, and: so they went. They spent an hour an ‘the placid bosom of the little river which flowed through Major Pond’s property.” _. The young people found a great deal of pleas- ure in each other’s society, and finally when it came time for Joe to take his departure for ‘Maplewood he said he hoped Bessie would per- mit him to visit her soon again. *J shall always be pleased to see you when- ‘ever you find it convenient to call,” she replied,, ‘a tone which left no doubt in his mind but that he would be welcome. ~ | s ; “Thank you, Miss Bessie,” he replied. “I will nd you word when you may expect me.” With that he bade her good-by, receiving a ‘gentle pressure from her hand, and started for the trolley road. ; * Joe was full of business for the next couple of weeks. The fourth week he collected nearly _ fifty dollars in commissions, but he had exhausted ‘the fan proposition in Maplewood. He now had ‘two hundred dollars in the bank. He now took jp the agricultural end of the business. He ucceeded in selling several plows, harrows, etc. “But this did not satisfy him, and he determined _- to branch out for himself. He hired a small office, furnished it with @ @esk and three chairs. One day he went into second hand place and bought. a picture. It o paying: for the picture Joe showed a fat let. The Italian’s eyes opened wide when he it and he made a grab for it. But Joe was | ick for | nd con ‘the Italian by the © ee Ee’ | 7 he had received a jagged wound with some heavy, _ place.~ One carried a lighted candle in a candle- ‘a place kept by an Italian named Bosko. — eo SR eS: ¥9 3 2 - vane ooo in BUSINESS 1] + hurled a bronze statue at Joe’s head, knocking him senseless to the floor. : CHAPTER VIII.—Planning A Robbery. Bs When Joe came to his senses again he found himself in a dark and ill-smelling place. His limbs were not fettered in any way, but he soon found that his movements were cramped by the narrowness of. his prison pen. It was some. little time before he realized just what had hap- — pened to him. When he did he.was thoroughly disgusted and angry over the situation. He examined his pockets and found that his wallet and every penny of his loose change had been taken from him. : ae ‘ wet “Just wait till I get out of this and I’ll make ~ it mighty hot for that scoundrel,” he muttered : between his teeth. “What did he take me for? A stranger and an easy mark? [I guess he imagines because I’m a boy that he isn’t taking ~ any great chances. He'll find out his mistake’ sooner than he bargained for.” . ae Joe found his match-safe in his. pocket, and he lit a lucifer in order to examine his surroundings. It was evidently a boxed-off corner of a cellar, probably under the second-hand store. ; “Now that they’ve put me down here I won- der what they propose to do with me?” he said to himself. ; Of course, he couldn’t tell what their intentions ~ were, but they couldn’t be otherwise than hostile toward himself. Lighting a second match he — found there was a wooden door, secured by a — hasp on the other side. There were several knot-holes through which he tried to see what — the rest of the cellar looked like, but was unable - to do so on account of the darkness which shrouded the place. He experimented with the. - hasp, but found that it appeared to be held by | a-padlock. ‘There was no other way of getting out of his pen unless he could kick the boards down, and they appeared to be too strong for him to accomplish that. eee ta te: So he sat down on the edge of the old mat-> tress on which he had been lying to think things — over. He noticed now that his head -pained him a good bit, and putting *» his hand found that — ragged object that had drawn the blood which had dried arcund the cut. r See “The young chap must have done that to me,” mused Joe. “I’d like to have my hands on him now; I’d make him do a song-and-dance he wouldn’t like” Cx eae, At this point in his meditations he heard a voice as .if some person was coming into the cellar. He listened, and found that there were two men descending a short stairway into the stick. Joe looked through a convenient kn 73 hole and got a good view of them. The man who had the candle in his fingers was short and thic set in stature, with a hard and villainous look on his coarse features. His companion, to J eye ust 3

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f=! _ and office, at the kitchen ind of the buildin’. he * 12 - the place every half hour, duty.” > “Come this way,” said his associate, roughly. The fellow led Flynn over to a corner near Joe’s pen, and squatting down, laid the candle- stick on the floor. “Sit down. We can ies here without any one hearing us.’ Flynn complied with tHe other’s request, but his eyes roved restlessly around, as if trying to piece the darkness. “Now, Flynn, let’s talk business. You say you've got the lay of Major. Pond’s apartments in the academy building eh?” “Yes, I have,” replied Flynn, © ‘In a surly tone. “Well and good. Now, what sort of stuff does he keep around loose? Is it worth the risk of liftin’?” . “Sure it is, faith. He-has a lot of brickybrack that he thinks a head of, so he does. Then there’s the safe in his office where he kapes his money. If you’ve the tools to gpen it wid, we ought to make a haul.” “He wouldn’t be likely to keep much money around the house,” said his companion. , “Thot may be roight, g@inerally spakin’. But, faith, he always has a wad around the first of the month—that’s to-morrow to pay off wid.” “How do you know he has?” “Sure, haven’t I seen it whin I wint in to get me wages?” _ “What’s the easiest way to get into the build- ing?” “Through a litle soide dure near the kitchen. I’ve got a kay to it.” “You have, eh?” exclaimed the other, with a show of interest.” “Faith, I have,” with a cunning look. “How did you get hold of it?” “JT sthole it. so I did.” “The major’s office is on the first floor, I sup- pose?” “Tt is, nixt to the sittin’- -room, and_overlookin’ the parade ground. ds “What else is there on that floor?” “Classrooms.” “Where dces the major and his deuehiter live?” “On the second flure, above the sittin’- gets e main stairs go up through the middle of the house. The classrooms are all on one soide of the buildin’.” “What rooms are above the major’s apart- ments?” “Thim are the slapin’ rooms of the tachers.” “To get to the major’s rooms you have to go “up the main stairs, don’t you?” “No. There is a private back/stairway to the -dinin’-room where Major Pond and his daughter It runs out of the passage-way dure.” ate. “Where do the boys sleep? “In their quarters at the other soide of the parade ground.” “Do they keep a sentry guard at night?” ben “No; but there’s a watchman thot goes over and rings up an ‘elec- tric clock go as to show thot he’s attendin’ to his “J guess we could muzzle him all right.” “Shure, you could do thot aisy!” * “If I go into this thing with you how do we divide? I should want two-thirds of the boodle, as you don’t understand the business; w hile I do.’ . OUT FOR BUSINESS ~by him shipped out here to be disposed of. ‘They / wish. You meet me at the Picker’s Rest on the trolley “J’l] agree to thot. I’ll be satisfied wid one- thitd and me revenge on the major for givin’ me the bounce from the place. I thried to do up his daughter the same day he discharged me, but one of the b’ys came along on his bicycle and saved her.” “What did you try to do to her?” “S “T frightened her pony, and it ran away wid her. I expicted the little mare would throw her, but she saved herself by clingin’ to her neck. Then the b’y, bad: cess to him for a butter-in’! chased the animal and caught her down by the railroad jist as a thrain come along. It would — have done me good if she’d broke her neck—not ~ thot I’ve anythin’ ag’in her, do yez moind; but — it would have hit de ould man in a tinder place, - and I’d have had me revinge thin.” His vindictive tone attracted the notice of even the ruffian by his side, who remarked, with a ~ short laugh: - “You seem to be a bad man to monkey with, Flynn.” Y “T niver forgit an injury.” Joe, listening to this conversation at a nearby knot-hole, ‘shook his fist at the Irish rascal. sl won't be my fault if I don’t get you in jail before you’re many hours older, Mr. Flynn,” he muttered. © “Well, Flynn,” continued his companion, “as I’ve nothing on hand at present, we'll try to do — the job. Bosko will take the stuff off our hands’ at a fair valuation and ship it off to his brotaaes in New York, so that none of it will be found — here. Bosko is a sly chap. Many a crook in these parts has cashed in his pickings at Bosko’s, and — no one has been the wiser. The police haven’t the least suspicions of the real character ok 4 Bosko’s curiosity shop.” “You mane it’s a fince, is that it!” “That’s what. it is. Half the stuff he has for sale was lifted in New York and that neigh- borhood, sold to Bosko’s brother, who has just another store on Third avenue, New York,’ and © parisien Sac ar Ms SCM, b Vaesa ne wPaye ome Fe play into each other’s hands in great shape.” 42 “It’s a wonder the New York chap isn’t caught, © Z at any rate. They have some fiy cops in thot — : town.” “T don’t advise you to go to ety York, Flynn. | 3 You're likely to find yourself on the Island, if not up the river, before you know what struck you. — T stay away ‘myself on general principles. ‘Towns like Maplewood are easier to work, though they don’t always pan out as well as a feller could I hope the aeademy will meet my ex- pectations, for I'd like to go to Chicago with — somethin’ in my clothes.” ie “Tf we kin get away wid all the stuff we'll foind there yez won’t have any kick comin’.” — “T have to take your word for that, Flynn; but I'll allow you ought to know somethin’ about it, ‘cad at nine to-night, and we'll start the ball rollin’.” “Faith, Irishman. “T’]l fetch my tools for goin’ ‘tito the s safe, and! a couple of sacks to carry off the swag in, Hav you a barker?” ‘ pa “A barker is it? What's thot?” “A revolver, you chump.” I'll be there widout fail, ” agreed — th s

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bei of the cellar. ing seen by any of the family. to the police station he stated his case to the OUT FOR BUSINESS “No. I wish I had.” “T’ll get one for you from Bosko as we go out. He’ll charge it up to you.” é “He’s welcome to do thot,” grinned the rascal. “Then come along. Let’s be goin’.” : The man took up the bit of candle, nearly burned out by this time, and led the way to the regions above, Flynn following: close at his heels. heels. Joe now gave all his attention to getting out He soon heard footsteps and glanc- ing through the knothole perceived young Bosko approaching, carrying a jug and a plate. Joe waited. Then the door was unlocked and Joe sprang behind the door as it was opened. As the youth entered Joe seized him by the throat and soon had him throttled. He then took Bosko’s handkerchief and tied his hands behind his back. Tiptoeing out the door he snapped the padlock and locked the. young villain in. Joe ascended the stairs and got eut on the street without be- Making his way officer in charge, who sent officers to arrest the Boskos. Joe told him about the expected burglary of Major’s Pond’s premises and was told that officers would be sent with the boy to the academy to have the villains arrested when they came. - Then the boy went out to get something to eat with the small amount of money the Boskos had left in his pocket. His wallet had been taken. _ CHAPTER IX.—Trapping a Pair of Rascals. - At eight o’clock Joe was back at the police station awaiting the pleasure of the officers in charge. The Boskos—father, mother and son— were already occupying a cell in the basement of the building, and Joe was informed of the fact. At half-past eight two of the policemen who had officiated at the arrest of the Italian second- hand dealer and his interesting family were de- _ tailed to accompany Fanwood to the academy. _ They received their orders, Joe himself had a short talk with the chief officer, and then the three left the station, walked to the corner of the - darkness. street, hailed a trolley going in the direction they z were bound and, boarding it, settled themselves -. for a seven-mile ride. i ‘They reached their destination in fifty minutes, after walking a long block from the road tra- versed by the trolley. From the street the academy looked to be wrapped in silence and Even the tutors, who were not re- stricted as to their hour of retirement, appeared to have gone ue rest, for there was not a light in any of their windows. The students, who were on the verge of examinatoin week and would soon be scattering to their various homes, were in bed and, presumably, sound asleep. _Up the gravel walk and between the nair of frowning’ field “pieces, one of which had played so important a part in Fanwood’s and Hostler Flynn’s retire- ment, from the school, walked Joe and the two jlicemen. The boy laid his hand on the electric Patton marked, “Visitors’ Bell” and pushed it. A gong somewhere near the kitchen end of the ding responded. b -Maior Pond was in his of- 13, fice at the time, arranging a pile of examination peners: and thering, so,unusual at that late hour, rought him to his feet. As the servants had all retired, he answered the summons himself. He ee unlocked and threw open the front oor. ‘ “Who is there?” he asked. “Tt is I, Joe Fanwood,” replied the boy stepping into the light of the hall gas jet, which the major had turned up. - “Why, Fanwood!” exclaimed the astonished principal. “Is it really you, and at this hour of the night? What’s the trouble?” and his glance took in the uniformed officers of the law who stood at the lad’s back. ; “We'll give you the full particulars regarding our visit if you will permit us to follow you to your office,” replied Joe. . “Walk right in, then,” invited the major, who, after their entrance, relocked the door and led his three visitors down a corridor and ushered them into his brirhtly lighted private office on the ground floor. ; “Take a seat, gentlemen,” he said, waving his hand toward chairs. “Now, Fanwood, I am ready to learn the meaning of this rather surprising visit. The presence of a couple of policemen with you gives a serious look to it.” “Yes, sir. It certainly is a serious matter that has brought us down here. We are here to pro- tect your property against a couple of men who have planned to rob you to-night and to capture the rascals in the midst of their work.” : “What's that?” exclaimed the amazed prin- cipal. “Two men, you say, have planned to rob me to-night?” “Yes, sir. One of them you know, as he was for some time in your employ.” / “Indeed! His name, please.” “Patrick Flynn.” “The scoundrel that nearly -eaused by daugh- ter’s death!” ejaculated the major in an angry tone. “Yes, six.” ! ‘ “Tf I can only lay my hands on him P’ll make him pay dearly for that outrage:” _ “We hope to catch him here to-night. He has in his possession a key, to the back entry of this building.” E “He has, eh? I remember now the key was missed, and we had to replace it with a new one. So it seems the rascal took it for a purpose.” “The lock itself was not changed, then, sir?” “Tt was not.” “Then by using the stolen key Flynn and his comnanion will be able to enter the building?” “Certainly. If we don’t prevent them.” ~ “Our instructions are to permit Flynn and the other chap, who is a professional crook named Bagley, to get inside without molestation. They are to be allowed to commence their work so that we can catch them in a way that will estab-— lish their, guilt past any reasonable doubt.” “T see,” nodded the major. “Now, Fanwood, ‘will you explain to me how the knowledge of this proposed burglary came to your attention -and that of the Maplewood police?” “Certainly, sir,” replied Joe, who immediate-_ ly told Major Pond of his adventure in Diminico — Bosko’s second-hand store on Brainbridge street, _and his subsequent experiences in the ¢ellar, —

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OUT FOR where he had overheard the two rascals: discuss- ing their burglarious project. , “You had rather a strénuous time of it, Fan- -wood,” said Major Pond, with a smile. “Pm not anxious to repeat it, six,” grinned Joe. “Have those Italians been arrested?” “Yes, sir. They will be brought before the police magistrate in the morning.’ “Good. They will probably get their just de- * serts.” oe AE hope they will.” “Now Jet.us talk about our own business. * do you think these men will make their ~ . pearance out here?” ; “They were to meet at a drier saloon called _ \the Pikers’ Rest, on the trolley road, at nine ; “o'clock. .I shouldn’t think they’d come out here ~« -until after midnight.” “Tt si now after ten. It is probable that they will commence oper ations in this room where my arrange to capture When ap- Soe aS - safe is, so we had better them here.” “Yes, sir. Flynn told Bagley that you always had a considerable amount of cash in the safe -around the first of the month to pay off with. “If Flynn knew his prayers as well as he pro- _ fesses to be acquainted with my business he would be in less danger of spending a portion of his life behind prison bars,” snorted the major. “That’s right, sir.” “Well, officers, if you will permit me to offer you a suggestion as to-a plan for catching those -yascals, I weuld say that that closet yonder of- - fers an admirable place of concealment for one of you. Then, by changing the position of my _ desk temporarily around in front of this win- ~ dow, a nook will be made of sufficient size to hold the other. Fanwood, take this revolver, and when _ the time comes, crawl under the lounge near the safe, As for myself, I will get another revolver _ that I keep upstairs, and keep somewhere in the background until the critical moment, when I will take a hand in the affiair. and help secure the villains.” The major’s suggestion met with the approval _of the policemen, and were adopted later on when the light was extinguished and the trap set for the unsuspected rascals to walk to. Joe kept “watch from one of the kitchen windows for the approach. of the men they were expecting. The - window commanded a view of the entry door to ~.- which Flynn had ‘the stolen key, and which naturally would be the first point aimed at by _ him and his companion. One o’clock chimed from the mantel time-piece in the major’s study,. and still there was no sign of the burglars. At quarter past one Joe caught sight of two _ shadows coming around the corner of the kitchen and slouching toward the entry door. _ “By George!” he exclaimed. “Here they come at last.” ‘ He rushed into the office, gave the warning to Major Pond and the two policemen, and then, _revolver in hand, crawled under the lounge. It seemed scarcely any time after that when the oft foot-falls of the rascals were heard approach- ane the room. Flynn was leading. the way with bag of tools, was at his heels. a bull’s-eye dark-lantern, and Bill Bagley, with : for many a long day.” _ this. Tae mnie whispered she: crook a5 I BUSINESS “Paith; it is.” - 7 Be ee “Give me the glim.” ie The professional flashed the pall of re ¢ every object in the room until it rested on the small safe near the desk. “Now go to the door and keep watch,” ordered % Bagley, authoritatively. ES Flynn cbeyed. Left to himself, the crook — dropped on his knees before the safe and ex- amined its construction carefully by the aid of | the lantern. He was heard to utter a grunt of —— satisfaction, which seemed to indicate that-he did r et Be not consider the safe a hard proposition to get — : around. Pulling one of the rugs toward him, he softly emptied the tools upon it and began oper- ations, after placing the lantern in*such a posi-— tion that the dise of light would shine directly upon the spot he meant to drill. The officers ~~ were in theirs stocking feet, and the erisis being — at hand, the man watching fromthe closet door came out and crossed<as noiselessly as a shadow te his eé6mpanion behind the: desk. This was one of the signals agreed upon, and ‘ the officer back of the desk accordingly crept out, revolver in hand, and covered the unsuspecting: Bagley, while the other suddenly turned up the gas, which had been turned down to the mere: hair of light.. The glare. of light startled the crook, who was in the act of giving the fir st sre to. the drill, and he turned around. “Sur render, you rascal!” cried the officer wih the revolver. “We've got-you dead to rights!” — CHAPTER Koh Bag of Gold. With an cath Bagley Cae bie. drill, Soceeie to his feet and put his hand to his hip po et, where he carried his own shooter. Sf “Tf you attempt to draw your gun T’ll shoo down like a dog,” said the officer, sternly. The erook saw that the game -was up high ees and he sullenly withdrew his hand. “You’ve got the drop on me,” he remarked, Bail an_ugly look, “so I give up.’ ; -By that time Joé had axtricated himself under the lounge, and he stepped up an covered Bagley with his weapon. This S gay the policeman the chance to-slip a pair of hand-- cuffs on the crook. In the meantime Major Pon and the vther officer easily overpowered Flyn f in the passage,-and the night’s work was Boke : cally over. Flynn was led into the office, where- his companion stood with his pair of steel brace- lets on a duplicate of which ornamented the Irish: man’s wrists. Joe saw that it was as much the major could do to restrain himself from la: ing violent hands on the recreant,hostler. “You infernal scoundrel!” roared the ex: officer, his face blazing with suppressed passion “Not content with making a dastardly attemj on my daughter’s life, nothing Si Lyre de me. But I will prosecute you to: the limit of the law, and see that you go wher f be out of your power to. ‘doa a: a the major’ oi

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OUT FOR BUSINESS : 15: ° He hadn’t a word to say, but shrank back like a whipped dog. “Well, Major Pond,” said one of the officers, “there is no reason why we should remain: here any longer now that we have secured the men ‘we came after. We will take them back to town on a trolley car and lock them up.” *“T am very much obliged to both of you, officers, as well as to my young friend Joe Fanwood for the service you have all rendered me this night. fo. I shall not forget to remember you in some suit- able manner as soon as these rascals have been convicted and put away. For the present permit me to offer you a glass of good: wine,” he con- eluded, taking a bottle and three glasses from a wall cupboard and waving to the officers to fill up. The third glass was not intended for Joe, but for the major himself. After the three men had drank one another’s health, the prisoners were marched 9ut of the academv. Joe bringing up in the rear with the revolver which Major Pond - told-him to retain until Sunday, when he hoped to see the boy at dinner. They had to wait half an hour for a car to take them to Maplewood, put at last cne came along. There was only one ' passenger cn board, and he, as well as the motor- man and the conductor, was astonished to see the officers with the two handcuffed men. An hour later Flynn and Bagley were under lock and key at the station, and then Joe went to his jJodgings to take a much needed rest. Whatever it was the chief officer of the Maple- - wood police said to Bagley next morning, certain it is he went on the stand and testified against - Pominico Bosko when the Italians were brought up for examination before the magistrate. Sub- sequenily the Boskos were tried and got the full penalty of the law, and their shop was put out of business. Flynn was tried and convicted on the single count of burglary, and Major Pond used his influence to get him the limit. The second charge against him of a murderous at- tempt on Bessie Pond’s life was held over Flynn’s head until he should be discharged from the State prison, when he was to be at once rear- rested and brought to book on that count. _ Bagley pieaded guilty, and, in consideration of turning State’s evidence against the Boskos, was let off with a light sentence. Bosko’s brother in ‘New York was arrested on evidence furnished by the Maplewood police, his store was broken up, ‘and he was tried and sent to Sing Sing for a “number of years. Thus the Bosko family’s little wide-spreading results, and the community was greatly benefited thereby. In the meantime Joe got his samples from Cincinnati and started out to do business with them. He succeeded very well. from the start, as they were a novelty in Maplewood, and the result was he made good ‘money as the commission allowed was liberal. He liked this work so well that after he had drummed up all the town he paid visits to neigh- boring towns, where he did quite as well. The academy vacation of ten weeks was now on, but until Major Pond and Bessie left for their outing at the seashore, Joe was a more frequent visitor than ever at the school. With Bessie’s departure Joe felt decidedly lonesome, and his work seemed harder. Still he had Bob Stewart's society as a 2 Hy game that they played upon Joe Fanwood had, partial compensation, for Bob’s home was on the outskirts of Maplewood, and the two boys had many a good time together. Bob’s father was the most prominent. physician in that neighbor- hood. Joe wrote occasionally to his guardian, telling him how well he was getting -along at his busi- ness. Mr. Jessup always answered his letters, praising the boy for his: smartness, but never failed to wind up with the earnest suggestion that Joe ought to return to the military academy when the next term commenced. Fanwood never thought ef practical joking these days, as he was too much interested in making money, and Bob Stewart was chary about getting him started again at his old tricks. Before he'gave up the advertising business Joe had his hooks out for something else to take its place. He had about $1,000°in the bank, all but the $50 sent him by Mr. Jessup haying been made by his, own exer- tions—a very fine showing by so young and inex- perienced a boy? : One morning while reading the Maplewood . Record in his office before starting out for the day he noticed an advertisement of a certain builder calling for several thousand feet of second-hand boards. Only the day before Joe had seen a sign on an old building of three — stories offering the structure for sale, subject to immediate removal, for $50. It struck him that here was a chance for a speculation. Ac- cordingly he went out and hunted up the owner of the house and offered him $10 on account, agreeing to have the building taken down at once and the wood removed or forfeit the money. Having secured this option, he went around to the builder’s office and told him that he had just beught an old house and that if the timber would answer his purpose he would sell him the house as it stood for $100, or he would have the house - demolished at his own cost and deliver the wood wherever the builder limits for $200. “The latter is the only way I would do busi- ness with you, young man,” said the “builder. “Tll go around with you and size up your build- ing. It may or may not pay me to accept your offer.” So they went around to the house together. After the builder had thoroughly examined the building he told Joe he would close the bargain on his guarantee to deliver every foot of material, except the brick foundation, at a certain speci- fied price. eo “T can use the doors and window frames, and that is the chief reason I am willing to close with you. See that the windows are not broken when taken out or in transit, for I shall hold you responsible for any damage to them, and will make a deduction from the agreed amount.” _ He then paid $50 on account, and the boy ~ started to get men and a team to take the build- ing down and cart the material to the builder’s. After he had paid the owner the $40 that was due him he started the men at work under his own supervision pulling the building to pieces. They began on the roof, of course, and worked downward. After demolishing the roof and the third) story, work. stopped for that day. 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16 : OUT FOR BUSINESS main on watch until work was resumed next and, putting $2,000 in one pocket, and the bal- morning. Next day the second story was pulled. ance back into the bag, he started for the Maple- to pieces. z wood Savings Bank. The $2,000 filled his limit — It was about eleven o’clock that one of the at that bank, so as soon as the entry had been men began ripping up the flooring in one corner made he went to the New Era in the next block. — of a room where a closet had just been removed. He discovered that the New Era’s limit. was Joe casually stepped over to see that he did not also $3,000, which left him with a balance of split the boards, but took them up whole.’ In the $875. This necessitated opening a third account, midst cf his work the man went downstairs to and the Bee. Hive, on Decatur street, accom get a drink of water, and Joe started in to take’ modated him. Having disposed of his money up a few uf the boards while he was absent, After to his satisfaction, Joe returned to the old house detaching two boards the boy found several short . to see how his men were getting on. They were boards that were loose. He took hold of them, resting and eating their dinners, for it was be- - one after the other, and they came away easily tween twelve and one. Vig ~~ in his hands. - “T.might as well eat, too,” thought the boy; _ ny Underneath these boards, and between two of “though, to’ tell the truth, I think the discovery the heavy floor timbers, he saw a dust-covered ‘of all that money has taken my appetite away.” iz bag lying in the corner. He reached down his He sought a restaurant just the same, and — arm and lifted the bag out. It felt uncommonly managed to worry down a pretty respectable heavy. Shaking it, he heard a peculiar metallic meal. On returning to the building once more sound. This excited his curiosity, and he quickly he found that the men had resumed. work on untied the mouth of the bag and then looked in- the second floor, now nearly pulled to pieces. - side. He saw that the bag-was about two-thirds The former owner was also standing around full of gold coins. 4 okie the progress of operations. He nodded 0 Joe. “What are you doing with all this material?” CHAPTER XI.—How Joe Accumulated $6,500 he asked, curiously. saa, Oa in Three Months: _ “I sold it to a builder on Dale street.” ; : : “How will you come.out on your spec.?” ee - “Great stars!” exclaimed Joe, staring at the “ve got no kick coming,” grinned the boy. _ * money as though hardly crediting the evidence “I guess you knew what you were doing wh of his sefses. “It this-real money or is it of you bought the old rookery. You look like ' He shoved his hand in and grasped a bunch of pretty smart boy.” ie the stuff. F ; “Thanks. I generally know what I’m doing. “It is real money as sure as I’m alive!” he By the way, who lived in that place last?” - evied, joyfully, as he examined the coins he drew “Who lived there? Nobody for several years ‘out and then let them trickle back among the It was vacant when I bought the building-and vest. “Gee-whiz! What a find! There must be ground three years ago. It was at one time ~many hundred dollars® worth here. It’s better to known as the Paul Jones Tavern. When busi be born lucky than rich, anyhow.” ness moved up toward Perry and Decatur streets _ The discovery of the bag of gold caused Joe ‘its former prosperity dwindled to the dogs. Tha to lose all interest in the demolition of the old room on the second floor your men have just building. Telling his men to work carefully-- finished tearing out was for a long time occupied. - while he gwas away, he started for his office with by a curious-looking little old man, said to ha his bag of treasure, Locking himself in his office, been quite wealthy, named Andrew Davis. He - he dumped the money out on his desk, and found . was found dead in bed about five years ago, and that it consisted of a mixture of $5, $10 and $20 . as nobody claimed his body, he was buried by _gold pieces. From the condition of the bag and the town. As he never received any letters, the moldy appearance of the edges of many of is not believed he had any relatives, at least the coins, Joe judged the bag of money must any that the old man cared for. Ifhe had money — s have remained ‘untouched in that hole a good in bank, it will likely remain theresfor all time | smany years. now.” » ( Pte Sct “T wonder who it could have belonged to?” he Thus speaking, the former owner strolled away — mused, as he stacked the coins up_in piles ac- in blissful ignorance of the fact that the boy he cording to their denomination. “He must be was talking to could have thrown a flood of lig! dead, or surely he wouldn’t have left this money. upon the finance of the dead Andrew Davis. Next __ scdong in that hiding-place. At any rate I made day Joe completed the tearing down of the woo the speculation of my life when I bought that structure. He then sold the brick foundation, ancient building for $50. ~The former owner just as it stood, to a man for $15. His profit on would certainly feel like kicking himself around the speculation was $125, plus $5,875 that he - the block if he knew that [ found all these coins found in the bag, making a total profit of $5,50 in that house.” ~ : thus raising his capital to $6,500. That we Joe now proceeded to count the money, and the ended his hustling for the Cincinnati fir sum total of all the coins amounted to $5,375. he then took up a new water-proof house : “Well, if this isn’t a dandy haul I don’t know Ta introduce this he ‘was provided with a - what a dandy haul is, that’s all,” he breathed of samples showing the different colors | in great glee. “I’ll have to start a new bank looked upon various kinds of wood. He account, for the Maplewood Savings won’t accept . meet with much luck when he went aroun an account of over $3,000. I’ll just put the -the paint stores, but he did much better ~ everplus into the New Era.” , as he began to canvass the painters the _ He cleanad the mold off the tarnished coins, and subsequently the farmers for mile

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OUT FOR BUSINESS Joe for strong yéa'sons wanted to stand well with the charming Bessie, for she had expressed a very decided wish at their last interview that she should come back to the academy in the fall. If he did not do so he could at least live near it so he could see her often. He felt that she would be very much disappointed if he did not, and this fact had a great deal to do with his ultimate decision of staying near the academy. One day about the middle of August Bob Stewart, who had been away two weeks at a seaside re- ‘sort, met Joe on the outskirts of the town with his bundle of samples of paints under his arm. “Hello, old chap,” “he exclaimed, shaking him by the hand, “what are you doing on the suburbs with that bundle on such a hot day?” .~ “Oh, I’m out for business as usual,” grinned Fanwood. ; : : “You look it all right,” laughed his friend, mopping his forehead: “You’ve been hustling for “over three months now. Aren’t you tired of it 97 al yet? ; “Not a little bit. up bank accounts.” “How many have you got now?” asked Stewart in a joking way. “Three. I have accounts: at the Maplewood, the New Era and the Bee- Hive.” ; “The dickens you have. How much-in each? _ A hundred?” ; ; “T’ye got $3,000 each in the Maplewood and New Era, and $725 in the Bee Hive.” . - *This isn’t one of your old-time jokes, is it?” ~ Bob asked, incredulously. “No. _money is a serious business.” - **J don’t see how you could make.so much “selling things on commission.” -. “Look here, Bob, can you keep a secret?” “5 “Sure I can” i 398 * “Then I’ let a little light on the subject into .— your brain pan. Did you ever hear of the Paul Fones Tavern?” 3 “Sure I did. a closed-up wreck. _ three years ago.” I like the fun of building a It is down on Shipley street— Went out of business about “You've got it right except that it isn’t there - any more.” ‘ _-. Ign’t it? Torn down, eh?” “Yes. I tore it down.” Te «= “You? Oh, come off! What are you giving me?” “Facts. I bought the building for $50. It cost me about $40 to have it pulled apart. I sold the material to a builder for $200, and the brick foundation to another man for $15, and cleared altogether $5,500.” 2 “You cleared how much? s “Rive thousand, ‘five hundred dollars.” “Say, Joe, you could give Bavon Munchausen ~ points and never turn a hair,” grinned Bob. “ Joe gave him an outline of his operations. “You say you are selling waterproof paint now, eh?” , “Yes, sir. I have them with me.” ~ “T should like to look at them very much.” .~ After the meal Joe displayed his samples, and discoursed upon the superiority of the paint just as if he was trying to get a customer for them. = “You can furnish a guarantee from the manu- facturer that the for it, can you?” Would you like to see: my samples?. paint will do all that is claimed i “Yes, sir.” es “Very well. I am going to have my house ag painted. John, my gardener and man-of-all work, ~~ is a good painter. He will do the work. I will buy the paint from you. Could you form any idea how much paint I should require to give the building two coats?” Fe “Yes, sir. All I have to do is to take a few measurements, and make a calculation with the help of this table in the back of the book. That’ will give me the approximate amount you ‘wi need. All you will have to do is to select the color that you prefer, and if the results are mot thor-- oughly satisfactory you needn’t pay for the paint.” ; “Well, that is fair enough,” replied Dr. Stewart, with a smile. “I accept your terms. Go ahead and make paint.” The physician, after consulting with his wife, — the order in his booky The paint was duly de- livered, and applied by John to the house, It | eae > picked out a certain color, and Joe registered ee She your calculations and order the f: - i turned out to be quite satisfactory, and Joe re- ceived the doctor’s check for the paint. ° a Two weeks before the academy opened for the next term Major Pond and Bessie returned from the mountains, where they had gone after a month’s sojourn at the seashore. Joe had cor responded regularly with Miss Pond, and he knew the day they were to arrive at Maplewood, con- sequently he was on hand when the train came ie 1 E ‘ : “You're looking extremely well, Miss Bessie,” ” exclaimed Joe, grasping the girl’s hand as she

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18 stepped from the cars. “You’re as brown as a berry.” “Am 1?” she laughed. yourself.” i “Oh, I’ve been out in the sun a good deal dur- ing the hot spell.” “T suppose you have, you busy boy. Well, I’m awfully glad to see you again.” “You look kind of dark “Same here, Bessie. You and your father must dine with me at the Argyle.” “At the Argyle! My goodness! Aren’t we tony!” she smiled. “You must have been making a lot of money.” “Sure I have. Loads of it,” with a grin. _ The major, who had rushed off to attend to the transportation of the trunks to the academy, now came up-and shook hands with Joe. “Papa,” interposed Bessie, with a mischievous laugh, “Mr. Fanwood wants us to dine with him at the Argyle. Shall we accept?” “At the Argyle, eh?” replied the major. “You’ve picked out the most expensive place in town, young man.” “Well, sir, when I invite my friends to dine I like to take them to a nice place. The Argyle about fills the bill in my opinion. It is a select, quiet restaurant. I hope you will permit me the honor of entertaining you and Miss Bessie there, sir.” “Certainly, if you insist, Fanwood. You have been doing pretty well, I believe, in your busi- ness.” : “First-class.” They took an electric car, which landed them in front of the Argyle. During the meal Major Pond asked more particularly about Joe’s short business career, and was much astonished at his success. Joe staggered the major when he told him he had nearly seven thousand dollars in bank. “Seven thousand dollars! Why—why, how—” “Let me explain how I came by the bulk of it,” said the boy, and he related how he had found the bag of money in the old tavern. “Rvidently ~ou have landed in Luck street with both feet,” said the major. “Are you coming back to see us at the academy when we open?” SVOR, Sits : “Good!” exclaimed the ex-army officer, in a pleased tone, while Bessie clapped her hands with delight, and her eyes sparkled.” “I was afraid your business success might carry you off your feet. You have a good education now. It is a grave mistake for any boy to miss the advantages of a good education when the chance to get it is his, The better one is mentally equipped when he starts out in the world, the better his chance of success, other things being equal, of course. That’s why you are succeeding.” Major Pond invited Joe to dine with him and | Bessie on the coming Sunday, and the boy gladly accepted the invitation. On Friday morning he received a note from the major asking him to . come out to the academy and bring his samples of paints with him. “I guess he’s going to give me an order,” chuckled the lad. He went out to the school about two o’clock, and was shown into the office. “I’m going to repaint the dormitory buildings, _ the stable, gymnasium, and other out-houses, and OUT FOR BUSINESS if your paint strikes my views I'll give you quite _ an order,” said the ex-army officer. “J am sure you'll find it the best on the mar- ket,” replied Joe; unfolding his samples and pro- ceeding to talk up the advantages of the water- proof article in which he was interested. Major Pond was really anxious to do Fanwood a service, and as the paint seemed to be just what he wanted, he gave Joe the order. Bessie. came into the office while he was there, and after he had coneluded his business with her father - she took possession of him herself. ¢ “T want you to take me out on the river,” she said. “It’s a lovely day.” “T think he might spare me an hour or two,” she pouted, with a sidelong glance at the boy that was perfectly irresistible. “It is after three o’clock now. He can’t do any more business to- day, anyway.” > “How do you know he can’t, puss?” “I know he can’t. Besides, I thihk he’s done enough for to-day, anyway. You’ve given him a goad big order. He ought to be satisfied with a on - “T guess I can spare the time to go on the river with you, Miss Bessie,” said Joe, with a smile. “There. now, papa, I knew he could go,” she ~ cried, skipping out after her hat. ¢ “Bessie will have her way,” said the major, looking fondly after his only child. “I’m afraid I have spoiled her.” In a few niinutes Bessie returned with a little gypsy straw on her golden locks, and she and Joe started for the river. CHAPTER XIII.—The. Vanished Sailboat. “I think we’d better take the sailboat, Bessie,” said Joe. “There is a nice breeze, while rowing as pretty warm work, and we couldn’t go very F: § eg “T had much rather go in the sailboat, Joe,” Bessie replied. “Are you willing to trust yourself in a sail- boat with me?” ; d “Why not?” she asked, opening her eyes very wide. “ve never taken you out in it yet, so you = don’t know whether I can handle the boat or not,” he laughed. ren “You wouldn’t have suggested going out in her if yo were not confident you could sail her all right.” “That’s true enough,” replied Joe, taking hold — of the boat’s painter and hauling her in close to : the boys’ swimming stage. “Now, step aboard.” He followed her, hoisted the mainsail, east off the painter, and away they glided into the river whose water, slightly stirred by the light wind, glistened in the afternoon sunshine. The river was not very wide, and for some distance fol- lowed a course almost parallel with the trolley — road which ran between Maplewood, Hornby, a — mile from the academy, and Cedarville. ~ “We'll go up the river as far as Hornby,” said — Joe, “or further if you wish.” Ra “That will be nice,” replied Bessie, leaning — back on the cockpit seat, close to the boy whose — hand guided the course of the boat.» ¢

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_ + “Tm awfully glad youre back seen, Bessie,” said Joe, earnestly. _ “Aye you really?” she laughed. “Yes. I’ve felt pretty lonesome during the six weeks you were away.” “What a fib!” she answered with a little blush. “Didn’t you write me ‘about. the fine time you and Bob Stewart had together on two or three - occasions?” ee - “That’s right,” he admitted. “But Bob Stewart isn’t you.” - om “Why, I should imagine you could have a great deal better time with him than with me. I’m - only a girl, you know.” x “Well, you see I don’t think so much of him as +I do of you, Bessie.” — river, and allowed her fingers to trail in the water. “Don’t you like me a little bit, too?” he asked, Bc wistfully. “Why shouldn’t 1?” “How much do you like me?” persisted Joe, shifting the rudder so as to weather a turn in the river. - “Qh, I like you—lots. There now, are you sat- ‘isfied?” f “J suppose I ought to be. ‘to hear you say so.” They were. now passing Hornsby, which lay about half a mile from the river. Right ahead f them was a little wooded island, where many retty wild flowers grew in profusion. “Let’s land on that island and get some of hose flowers?” suggested Bessie, eagerly. “Certainly, if you would like to,” agreed Joe, heading the sailboat into a small cove, and allow- her to push her nose up on the sand. At any rate, T like nter to a convenient tree, and then offered his sun, which resembled a great ball of fire, slowly seended the western sky, antil; it almost kissed horizon. — ack, ‘don’t you think, Besyie?? suggested J oe. “*Yes,” she replied. gathered the ER into two big “bunches, secured each with a tendril of a creeping any Sects! d, as ee came out as the cove where they had landed “Why, it’s gon; ” she cried, nervously. ‘There’s no doubt of that; but I can’t see - she got loose,” in a puzzled tone, “for I am I tied the painter right to this tree.” sailboat, but there was no sign of her vhere. He climbed on to a big stone to get Abe sen carefully near the mark which our FOR BUSINESS ee sy The girl blushed rosy red, looked across the- “Why, of course I like you,” she responded. . He got out on the narrow beach, tied the ‘We'd better cut across the island and start. “He looked ‘up and down and across the river,’ { er view, but with no better result. He he bow .of the boat,’ and he _ 1 > Basen eto “Somebody was on’ the island when we ‘came’ ashore, and he has taken our boat.” The girl stared blankly at the footprints a then at her companion. ; “How are we going to get back to the sicademy without a boat?” .“That’s a difficult question for me to answer: It looks as if we were marooned, and that isn’t a cheerful thing to figure on.” “Oh, Joe, we may have to stay here all night. Papa won't know what has: become of. us.’ “Tf I.can’t do any better I'll swim across to yonder bank andjtry to find:a rowboat. There. ought to be one up that creek yonder.” “But I should be afraid to stay here all by myself. Suppose that man who took the book was to come back?” ey “Let’s walk to the other end of the island, Page said Joe. raesty They laid the ies: in which thegchiak now - lost all interest, down on the beach and started ~ through the trees. Before they had gone-far Bessie clutched the boy. by the arm and he a through a break in the little wood. 7 “Isn’t that our boat?” she asked, excitedly. Sure enough it was, with the sail.partly low- ered and the painter tied around a big stone that — projected out of the water a yard or two from the shore. 2 : : “The man must haye come ashore again,” said Joe, seeing no signs of the person who had re- moved the sailboat from its original mooring. ; place. “Or perhaps he is concealed in the cuddy. I see the slide is drawn back. Well, he had a _ great nerve to bring our boat around here. I’m — going to wade out and regain possession of her.” “Oh, Joe; .do be careful, please.” oye “Careful! We've got to have our boat, and if” that chap interferes with me I’ll punch his head.” — He picked up a stout branch as a weapon of defense, and then walked out on the beach, fol- lowed by Bessie. He pulled off his shoes and stockings, rolled up his trousers’ legs, and waded | into the water. Reaching the boat he placed his hands on her gunwale to pull himself into the cockpit, when a face appeared in the opening — that communicated with the cuddy. - Joe started ~ back in astonishment, for he immediately recog- — nized that villainous countenance. It. was Flynn, © — ee | CHAPTER XIV.—Conelusion. - As Flynn’s eyes met those of the boy the ex- pression of his countenance grew positively dia- | bolical. With an oath he started to spring out : e into the cockpit.. At the same moment Joe pulled = _ himself aboard the boat. In another moment ‘the © two clinched and began to struggle for the mastery. As they staggered around the cockpit — Joe all at once slipped, and then both went idee te together, the Irishman on top. - vy “Faith, I’ve got ye now, bad luck to yer" -eried Flynn, triumphantly. ? The rascal-had every advantage a he ‘. hand on Joe’s throat, whi

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20 hard wood which he saw upon the seat. Fan- wood’s life was in great danger, and he put up a game fight to save himself if he could. In spite of Flynn’s hold on his throat and the weight of the rascal’s body upon him, he managed to squirm quickly to one,side. Bang! The block of wood struck the floor of the cockpit on the very spot where Joe’s head had been a moment before. “Do you want to kill me, you rascal?” demanded Joe. “Kill yez! Well, wait till I get another chance at yez, and yez’ll see,” cried the infuriated man, reaching again for the block of wood which had bounced just out of his reach. ‘The fellow glared down uvon him, and tried to squeeze his throat tighter. Joe began to gasp for breath. A multitude of colored lights began to dance before his eyes, over which a dark blur seemed to be forming. He could no longer see Flynn’s form distinctly. The rascal appeared to be hovering over him like some gigantic bird of prey, while between them sifted a blood-red haze through which the man’s eyes shone like the dis- tant headlights of twin locomotives. From the shore Bessie had seen them go down out of sight on the floor of the cockpit, and she’ waited in vain for them to appear again. She heard the noise of the struggle, then she. saw Flynn raise the billet of wood and bring it down on the bottom of the boat with a bang. She gave a scream of terror, for she pictured the boy lying senseless and bleeding in the cockpit. Look- ing about her in her desperation, she spied a heavy stick upon the beach. Seizing it, she dash- ed right into the water and- waded to the boat. Looking in over the side she saw Flynn choking the life out of Joe. With a howl of triumph Flynn managed to get hold of the block of wood to complete his fiendish work. With a ery of horror and ‘anger, Bessie scrambled. aboard, raised the stick in both her - hands, and brought it down on the villain as hard as she could. He dropped like a stricken ox, and his fingers relaxed themselves from Joe’s throat just at the critical moment. Kneeling beside Joe, she raised his white face in her arms, and begged him to speak to her. She kissed his lips and face passionately, calling him a score of dear names. “Oh, Joe, Joe, I can’t let. you die! Indeed, I . can't. ” “At last he opened his eyes, to find her arms ‘holding his head lovingly to her breast, and her lips pressed tenderly against his. “Bessie,” he murmured. “Oh, Joe, Joe! You won’t die, will you?” In. that blissful moment all thoughts of Flynn and the horrible death he had escaped by a hair seemed to fade away, and he only seemed to know that Bessie really cared for him—really loved him with all her heart. “Bessie, do you love me?” he asked, eagerly. “Yes, yes; I love you with all my heart.” He put his arms around her, pulled her face downto his, and kissed her. Then he struggled ‘up and saw the unconscious Flynn. “How is this, Bessie? You here and that ras- eal senseless! What;does it mean?” “TY struck him, Joe,” and with that she told him how she had come to his rescue. ™ “summer sun and severe winter weather, bas j guided him to his beloved master. OUT FOR BUSINESS “Bessie, you are a brave, nervy girl: You saved my life.” An hour iaishs with Flynn a prison in the euddy, the sailboat arrived at her anchorage off the academy. Joe told the story of their stirring adventure, and Major Pond’s wrath and astonishment was very great. Neither he nor Joe could understand why the villain was at large | when he was supposed to be on his way to the : State prison, a deputy sheriff having started to a take him there that morning. It subsequently y appeared he had taken advantage of his guard’s. momentary inattention, rushed out on the plat- form of the car, and jumped from the fast-mov- ing train. ._The police of Maplewood were speedily — notified by telephone of. his capture, and within. two hours he was back in a prison cell, whence he was next day removed to the State prison. Joe devoted the remaining days that inter- vened before the academy term began to wind up his waterproof paint business, as he now had something better on hand. He enlarged his office, and added to his furniture and other be- — lengings connected therewith. With almost seven thousand dollars in the bank, he was satisfied _ is that his. business career had thus far been a great: success, and he efitertained flattering ideas of what he meant to accomplish when he entered — the field of human industry on a larger scale. It is needless to say that the boy succeeded in his ventures, and ‘finally built up a big business that made him rich. cae Bessie is now his wife, of course, and she often speaks of the days of Joe’s business begin- ning, when she looked upon him as the Sma boy in town. Next week’s issue will contain “A FAVORITE - OF FORTUNE; or, STRIKING IT RICH IN WALL STREET.” on COLLIE TRAVELS 3,364 MILES The record for long-distance travel by a dog to “yf reach his home and master is held, so far as” known, by a collie who returned to his home in Silverton, Oregon, on February 15. After an ab- sence of six months when he was lost from his master’s car “somewhere in Iowa” this dog with — the instinct and sense of direction that passes w derstanding, walked intoghis owner’s restauran weary, thin and footsore, and barked a Joyful greeting. G. F. Brazier, restaurant proprietor in Silbe ton, rejoices in the return of his dog. It was in Eastern Iowa that the collie disappeared. All search and extensive advertising were unavailing and Mr. Brazier proceeded farther east to Wol- cott, Ind. showed that he was on his master’s trail. Wolcott to Silverton it is 2,864 miles. The co lie made it. In the long journey, embraci domitable dog crossed seven different states eled through the prairies of Indiana, Thin S Iowa and Nebraska, climbed the Rockies through Wyoming, and made his way over the Id desert into Oregon. His unerring inst

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 2) CURRENT CHAMPION WHALE SKULL A whale skull, so large that it had/to be sawed into eight-pieces for handling and crating, has been found on the shore of Alitak Bay, Alaska, by a representative of the biological survey, United States Department of Agriculture. The skull has been sent to the Smithsonian Iinsti- tution. DOGS SAVE HIS LIFE ~ Charlies F. Tindall, resort manager of Made- line Island, was saved from drowning by his dogs recently. Tindall was fishing on Lake Superior one mile off Big. Bay Point when his sled and four dogs went through the ice. _ The dogs managed to climb out of the water with Tindall having the reins. Cries of the dogs attracted Lee Russell, John and Charles Hagen, who were fishing about a half mile from the accident, who attached their dogs to Tin- dall’s and succeeded in pulling him back onto ‘solid ice. LOOK! ‘ “BEHIND THE DOOR,” ‘a Man’s Last Nickel.” LOOK! _ MYSTERY MAGAZINE, No. 155 ON ALL NEWSSTANDS TODAY Get a copy and read these splendid detective and mystery stories if you want to enjoy yourself. ‘¢LAUGHING DEATH’S TRAIL ” A long, gripping detective novelette written by NELS LEROY JORGENSEN 3 \ ’ Then there’s a fine two-part tale called “Cold Pearls,” of which ROBERT eens is the author, and the following big list of short stories, every one full of “excitement and adventure: by John Bellinger, Jr. “A RING AND A RIDDLE,” by James W. Eagan “WANG FOO’S RIGHT EYE,” by Carl G. Hodges “MR. LEMAR PAYS,” by Claude H. Gillespie “THE ETERNAL DETAIL, ” by Charles A. Byers “POWERFUL BANK VAULTS,” by Horace Appleton Then there’s a great selection of short articles, such as “Caught Stealing a the Payroll,” “1,000 Men Battled a Negro,” “A $50,000 Haul,” “Shot. by a ~ Minneapolis Detective, ” “oiled by a Rookie Cop” and “Pickpockets Stole | More Stories Than Ever in This Magazine . DON’T MISS READING IT! NEWS % DWARFS WITH GIANT CHESTS On the high Andean plateau in Bolivia live dwarfs with the chests of giants. These men are Bolivian Indians, and, living as they do at a height of 12,000 to 14,000 feet above sea level, have developed immense lung power to enable them to breathe properly. Death struck swiftly into a flock of blackbirds as they were passing over the J. R. Lippincott farm, Burlington, N. J., and hundreds of little bodies, rendered ilfeless in some puzzling manner, rained down among the fruit trees. Only part of the flock was affected, death was instantene- ous and the bodies showed no sign of poison, The best guess seems to be that some form of static electricity was responsible. One suggestion is that conflicting radio currents in some fashion caused the death of the birds. | Several New Jersey scientists will be a&Sked to consider that and any other possible explana- pone: Some of the bodies have been saved for em, LOOK!

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ROB AND THE REPORTERS : —= Or — - Hustling for War News by Wireless. By GASTON GARNE {A Serial Story.) CHAPTER I1.—(Continued). + Rob was a splendid swimmer, and he was. en- foying himself immensely, when he saw a man - approach the wireless station and enter. - A moment afterwards. the young man he had seen inside came out and walked down to the end of the point. “Hello!” he exelaied. “You seem to be enjoy- Ing yourself out there.” “Tt’s fine,” replied Rob. a dip yourself?” = “Oh, I’m not much of a-swimmer. “never could learn.” ' “The tide is on the edd. ‘ There’s no danger if “you keep close inshore, There’s very little un- ~ dertow.” “Then Vt risk it,” said the young man, bewis- ye to undress: ‘Rob came ashore for a moment’s rest. --. Do you work at the wireless station?’ he “asked. : } _. “Yes, I do,” was the reply. “I’m the night man “just at present. My name is Harry French.” “And mine is Rob Randall, I——” He checked himself abruptly, for he had been on the verge of saying that he was a wireless op- erator. ~~ “You were going to say?” questioned the young “man. “Oh, ;it was nothing. I suppose the war.mes- sages “keep you busy?”> sie --“You bet ! So do-the reporters. They bother “Why don’t you take Somehow I : pena to “ive them all they think they ought to get. A fellow could make a. big stake out of them if he was willing to go’ erooked and give 2 out all that comes out of the air, but the rules are . very Strict.” 4 He was undressing by this time, and he waded in gingerly, letting the surf break over him. Rob took a header through a roller and strack out boldly. ~ “Isn't it fine?” he called back. “Great,” replied the operator. gen i sw im ‘at all?” Ny no.” ° ar eae pe careful. I wouldn’t go much further out if I were you. There seems to be some un- dertow, more than I thought.” erate ttt ‘look. out for myself. Don’t you worry.” Rob swam out, and again looking behind him until he was out ‘as far as he cared to go. Turn- he saw French still paddling about. oung man was: 3 anding in water almost up to his neck. ¢ ou am ica to get back!” ‘the ‘life out of a fellow. You see, we are’ not al-- FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ‘and he struck out with all speed. ~ and sank again. oN y Garvey, as he came up oe th Instead of directly answering, French gave ae yell and sank down out of sight. aa “By thunder, he’s drowning!” thought Rob, r The operator was up in a moment. “Help! Save me! ‘I’m drowning!’ he yelle He was just sinking for the third time when Rob got him. - He found that he had all’ he wanted to do to keep from being pulled under himself, At last — he succeeded in getting the young man ashore. “By gracious, you have saved my life all right,” — gasped French, after he got rid of some of the salt water he had swallowed. pag: for eee I should be a dead one now.” - “It’s all right,” replied Rob. have gone out so far:” G “I didn’t realize how ‘far I was until you lered. Then the undertow swept me off hes ss They dressed, and Rob remarked that he m go to the hotel for breakfast. “Are you a reporter?” inquired Rrei@h: “Yes and no,” replied Rob. “I used to be on but I’m not w orking at the business now.” “IT knew you were a stranger in town was why I asked. n "Yes: IT came down here last night. ing around waiting for a Mr. “Garvey.” “Dick Garvey, who runs the news agency hi eall the United Press?” ‘ That's the man. What do yo ‘know, abou nim ?” “Well, then, he’s a crook from Crockeville. 9 he can’t buy the news he'll swipe it, and if he can’t get it that way he’ll manufacture it. EA referring, to war news, of course; but I gue. what I say applies to any kind. Garvey used to live down hére when he worked for Joe To I know -him well.’”- “Who is Joe “Torrence?” . “Oh, he’s the rich man of Rawvilie: He one of the biggest owners of the New York Warth. That fine house-on the hill is his. Say, you just ought to see his daughter! - Gee! but she peach!” /They started Aide the beach, — “Want to go into the shanty and ‘see do it?” asked French, but Rob declined, that he must get -back to the hotel, at whic parted, expressing the hope that they might meet again. The day began fair, but. towards noon easterly gale, accompanied by- ages set— confined Rob to the hotel. Most of the reporters had now. “depa ed towards evening others turned up. Shortly before six o’clock Mr. Garvey ti up in his eae bes accompanied by tw | did not enter the } ds hang Iked away. ; Just then a “train came in, and Rob Ww a. man get off among others, who put - brella and started towards the wi “Hello, Rob! Get tired . to wa: aaa day, isn’t it? Going” Come: into the parlo :

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 28 GOOD READING WRIST WATCHES POOR TIME-KEEPERS Paris jewelers have their repair departments clogged up with wrist watches. They state that no watch will stand a jigsaw life indefinitely. They also say ordinary watches must not be laid i on a cold marble bureau top during the night, as ; js the habit of thousands for watches require a certain amount of warmth afforded by bodily heat in the daythime and a cloth protection at night. FLYING FISH HAVE BEST WING is > STRUCTURE ; ee By studying the wing structure of flying fish, an authority on the flight of birds has found ed that their wings are some four or five times as 3 efficient, for soaring flight, as the wings of birds. He attributed this, says Populav Mechanics, to the fact that the fin rays formed projected ridges on the under surface of the wings. By experiment- ing with models fashioned on similar lines, he found that the fin ray caused a sheltered area to appear back of the ray when the model moved through the air. His conclusion is that this shel- tered area acts as a force to drive the wing ahead when soaring. EGYPTIAN PYRAMIDS There are numerous pyramids in Egypt, some large and some small. It was the ancient way of purying the dead. In very ancient times a square chamber was sunk in the earth and the dead were placed in it and a roof of poles and brushwood a was covered over it. Out of this pyramidal form developed the pyramids. The brush covering was ag succeeded by a covering of boards and that in mR turn was followed by stone construction. Some of the very large pyramids are Medun, erected for King Sneferu in 4720 B. C.; the three pyra- mids of Gizeh, erected for King Khufu, 4700 B. C.; King Khafra, 4600 B. C., and for King Men- -kaura, 4550 B. C. GIRL COLLARS THIEF A man who described himself as Vincenzo Logiudize of Manhattan was arrested in less than 20 seconds after he had snatched a payroll con- taining $357 from the hands of Miss Ruth Spiel- berger, cashier in the Independent Car Front Manufacturing Company, at 495 West Broadway, Manhattan the other afternoon. The girl’s screams attracted passersby, who nabbed the man and held him for the police. Miss Spielberger had come to the bank and withdrawn the $357. She was walking through West Houston street, when Logiudize, who ap- parently had been trailing her, suddenly grasped her right hand, in: which she carried an envelope containing the money, wrenched it from her and yan. The young woman grabbed him by the col- Jar and-screamed. A score of persons rushed to her assistance, and Logiudize was caught. — ogiudize, according to the police, admitted taking the money, saying he was without work, fo dor funds. : : Pol Sie 166 West 23d Street CITY’S DIRTIEST MAN Described by Magistrate Goodman in Tombs Court as the “dirtiest man in New York, if not in the United States,” and as “a menace not only to human beings, but also to animals,” Nichola ~ Ritumano, 42, who said he-had né home, but who officials of the Interboro Rapid Transit said, had 1s been living in the subway for three years, was sent to the workhouse recently for six months. Ritumano was arrested while walking along the subway tracks between the Worth and Canal street stations. The magistrate was told that Ritumano had annoyed the officials ot the com- pany for the past three years walking on the tracks, picking up discarded newspapers, riding on subway trains and sleeping in the stations. When arraigned Ritumano wore an old army coat, tattered trousers, and his black hair and beard were a tangle of dirt and grease. His hands and face were covered with grime, and he told the magistrate that he couldn’t remember when he last used soap and that he considered it poison. He said he had not slept in a bed for thr years and had not bathed in many months ee said last Sunday he tried to procure a bath in a Bowery lodging house, but he was turned away by the clerk ag being “too dirty for us here.” Ritumano took from his clothing bank hooks which showed he had between $5,000 and $6,000 on deposit. : is: Lh “Mystery Magazine” SEMI-MONTHLY 15 CENTS A COPY (~ —— LATEST ISSUES —— y : 147 TH BARRINGTON ARMS CASE, by Sack Bech- olt. 148 HOUNDED, by Frank Blighton, 149 DIRECT ACTION Harry Dntor KF, Oursler. ; 151 THY ONE CHANCE, by Thomas Ripley 152 WEHEAPONS OF HATH, by Eric Howard. . 153 IN RESERVH, by Frank Blighton. by Dr. ; _ 150 THE FOOTPRINTS ON THE CEILING, by Chag, ; The Famous Detective Story Out Today in 154 THE HOUSE ON THE ROCKS By JACK BECHDOLT HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher, Inc. ea 166 West 23d Street. — New York City “Moving Picture Stories” _ ae A Weekly Magazine Devoted to Photoplays and Players PRICE EIGHT CENTS PER COPY Kach number contains Three Stories of the Best Films ea the Screen—Ulegant Half-tone Scenes from the Plays Interesting Articles, About Prominent People in the Films—Doings of Actors and Actresses in the Studio and Lessons-in Scenario Writing. : HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher, Inc. New York

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24 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY = INTERESTING RADIO.NEWS AND HINTS — -_ Genuine tubes can be distinguished through .the trademark on the lass. The trademark oh the genuine tube is blown into the glass and cannot be removed. The counterfeit:tube has the trademark stenciled in white paste and can be scraped off. TICKLER COIL AND ITS USE The tickler coil and a coil of wire are placed in inductive relation to the primary and secondary circuits of a receiving set. The tickler coil itself is connected in the plate circuit of the vacuum tube and affords a feed back action which pro- duces regeneration. Thegfunctions of the tickler is best-explained by describing what happens if you take the telephone received from the hook when the\bell is ringing and then place the re- ‘ceiver against the transmitter. The result will “ay be a continued howling. In a radio set when such a howl is heard it is certain that regeneration 4is taking place. ; Directed Radio Waves for broadcasting are predictel by Marconi himself. As the result of “numerous experiments with directed radio waves, Marconi has come to the conclusion that this =i) practicable, but that it must bring about far ~ = greater efficiency. 2 Franklin, the great inventor recently communi- eated over a distance of 2250 nautical miles with — gonsiderably Jess expenditure of electrical energy e than is generally used. Marconi has been’ led to believe through his recent successes in directed ee radio, that owners of crystal sets in the United x States ‘will soon be enabled to receive messages - broadcast from London, because all the radio en- >. ergy ‘will be. sent out in one direction thus in- that beam. : TRACING TROUBLES “Tn using the vacuum tube receiver it often hapnens that the filament flickers or fails entirely to light.. In such a case it is a good idea to remove the tubes and clean the ends of the con- tacts,’ This is done either by file or sandpaper. ~ Sometimes the-jacks are at fault. When this happens ‘inspect the connections leading to the jack. Before attempting to make changes on the jacks remove all plate battery connections before making jack adjustments to prevent short cir- cuits, which may result in the burning out of the vacuum tube filaments. If investigation of ‘ye trouble it may be located at the “B” batteries. ' Sometimes defective tubes. cause trouble. It is - desirable to test the tubes in various combina- tions, shifting them from one socket to the next. RADIO CABINETS Furniture Radio, so called, is becoming more -. and more popular. . Virtually all the leading * de radio manufacturers are now turning out radio Bite method of communication is not only highly ’ In collaboration with C. S.’ tensifying the signals in reecivers lying. within. . a definite sensation is concerned. By radio this -earth were to get together and shout at once, th both stages of amplification ‘fails to produce the - ats made in the form of attractive furniture. Thus the self-contained’ and attractive furniture radio set is finding its way into the iving room — of the finest home, instead of being relegated to some odd corner as in the past, when it required ~~ mussy storage battery, a mass of “B” batteries, : and a maze of unsightly wires. The furniture radio move is an excellent one and will no doubt do more to give radio a definite place in the home than anything else. However, there is the ever- present danger that furniture radios may become ~~ more furniture and less radio. That is to say, ~~ there are already ample signs that the radio end P of some furniture radio sets is not, what it should be. Too much attention is paid to making the set look attractive, and too little to radio details. Furthermore, the wish is often expressed by the public that the manufacturers of the highest: grade and most.efficient radio sets put their high- est type radio sets into furniture radio form. After all, it is the radio set proper, and not the beautiful Jacobean period cabinet, that brings — real pleasure into the home. . : RADIO VOICE IN ONE HORSEPOWER It is estimated by Dr. Alfred N. Goldsmith that a radio broadcasting station is roughly a one-horsepower voice. This way of regarding a radiophone station’ is justified by the value of - power which leaves the aerial-wires. One horse- power consists in hoisting half a ton from the ground to the height of thirty-three feet, in one — minute. Sai The electrical unit of power used in speaking : of a broadcasting station is the “watt.” It takes slightly less thar’ 750 watts to. make a horse- power. The average American broadcasting sta- tion radiates from 500 to 1,000 watts. rag Measurements indicate that the power of a human voice, in loud speech or song, is only about one-one-hundred millionth of a watt. Yet this minute power is sufficient to be heard by the ear for several hundred feet. The human ear is calculated to be about as sensitive as the eye, so far as the amount of power required to give feeble voice can be built up to a one-horse-power voice. This means that the voice of a speake broadcasting from WJZ-is inereased over fifty billion times. In other words, if. everybody on voice power produced would still fall far short of the strength of a voice broadcast by WJ The world’s call would be only about one-thirtiet as strong as that of the broad-casting station The Neutrodyne Receiver is steadily growing in popularity, because of its, delectivity, ‘its “Ya reaching scope, and its utmost simplicity. ' usual neutrodyne set has two stages of rai frequency, a detector, and one or two stage: of audio-frequency amplification, making a tot; of four or five tubes. Only three controls used, two of which do most of the work while third clarifies and strengthens the signals the correctly constructed neutrodyne — there is no distracting whistle or distortion. ‘s ca “a

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remarkable feature of the neutrodyne receiver is that the same stations will come in day after’ day with the same adjustments of the three dials, . so that the user merely has to chart-the various stations according to the readings of the three dials, and from that time on the stations can be - tuned in by simply setting the dials to the chart numbers. As for selectivity, the neutrodyne, op- erating in a congested radio section such as New . York City, readily tunes out nearby stations: to pick up long-distance stations. When it comes to distance, a properly constructed neutrodyne receiver in New York City will pick up the Pa- cific Coast broadcasting stations at night as a fairly regular performance. Interference is on the increase, especially in New England and Middle Atlantic States. In- ‘deed, evening after evening radio programs are seriously marred by radio telegraphic interfer- ence. It appears that the greatest interference The Radio Club of America, the pioneer radio amateur or- anization of the world, has taken up this mat- ter and is exerting every-effort to put an end to the present very unsatisfactory state of affairs. Two operating companions have been using the 50-meter wave length and causing serious inter- erence with radio prégrams.’ One company has indicated its willingness to abandon the 450- meter length, provided its competitors do like- he shore stations operated by the Navy. Steps >» now under way, with a view to having the mmercial stations as well as the Naval stations ‘abandon the widely-tuned damped radio. trans- -mitters in favor of the sharply-tuned eontinuous- : wave transmitters. Another source of interfer- ence is the re-radiation of regenerative sets in the hands of inexperienced or careless operators. In truth, this interference is the most serious of all, for one “ham” operator can with a re- vers scattered over the wide area. Gasoline ngines cause considerable interference, because of the spark ignition which sets up radio waves. re lighting is also a prolific source of inter- ‘ence. i “TESTING eprccriaa be / Frequently where a tandem of audio frequency ) mits a fastened onto a single tube outfit, muliar squeals are emitted, together with a e question arises whereby one is trying to crifice quantity for ‘quality, but trying to pro- duce both of these in a receiving outfit is more problem than by simply looking at them out in diagram form upon a sheet of white A ne : often happens that the cause of such noises ue to some connections which have been oken by excessive strain. Other faults may be B batteries or noisy A batteries. ranging parts in their proper sequence i hould be ta Si FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ‘liable to happen here than with the B battery. se, Another source of interference is from — .tion sometimes holds the cut ends together, there- yative set, spoil the program for other re-. attling noise which makes the set sound as hough something was radically wrong. Probably — _ detect a darge current capacity must not be used for test en to see a the con-. ees wires: of 0 4 aa should be done cspecially when connecting the ~ leads to the grid posts of the vacuum tube sockets. To avoid. capacity effects, the connections should be kept at least three-quarters of an inch apart and, when feasible, the wires should be crossed rather than run parallel so that only small por- tions of the neighboring conductors are close to- gether. This holds true also for plate leads. Altogether too frequently a trouble is due to the © closeness and parallelism of these lead wires. z Rigid connections should be used wherever :_ adaptable so that accidental displacement is not likely. The connections should also be firmly clamped and the juriction of the wires tinned over. A good. soldering connection should be made rather than a twisted connection unsoldered. The latter will not remain permanent. Unde- sirable sounds in a radio set develop from faulty connections which are amplified in the subse- quent stages until their volume seriously affects the music and speech which is produced in the — head telephones or the loud speaker. - take Another important item that should be followed ~ very closely is that of the B batteries. A bad 5 battery when connected in series with. other B batteries is often the cause of disturbances. Erratic discharge within the battéry itself is the source and the only remedy is to take out the battery and replace it with a new one. Thisholds ~ true also with the A battery, although it is less ay Proper care, however, should be taken of the batteries as a whole. Too much B battery cur- rent being supplied to the plates of the vacuum tubes is another source of troublesome noise. ~ This trouble may be remedied by decreasing the B battery voltage. , pact" Where coils of the duo-lateral type are em- ployed, it sometimes happens that the fine wires. leading to them or within the coils of transform- ers are common sources of trouble. The insula- i by creating a more or less continuous path for Lat the high frequency resistance. When such a break occurs it is best. to separate the ends and apply a voltmeter to the windings. If there is no reading on the voltmeter it is a- yi sure indication that the conductor under suspicion is broken. i : Where lead wires are fastened to the base of a coil or transformer one should look at these places for broken ‘connections, since here they, — are subjected to their greatest strain. It may — be possible that if a voltmeter be applied it may show that the path ‘is complete in spite of the broken connection, but if the set is jarred slight- ly, base of a coil or transformer one should look- : at these places for broken connections, but if the set is just jarred slightly a defiection of the ies needle will be noticed. < : For a much simpler test. which will at Jeast complete break in a coil or transformer one can employ a standard flashlight bulk and its _ battery. Connections to the bulb should be made — toe the conductor under examination, with ‘the — bulb in series with the circuit. The balb will light.i£ the connections is not broken. Bulbs of purposes, as excessive flow of current through the a transformer is apt to over- : at eee eae Pr

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26 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, APRIL 18, 1924 TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Retin wle: “Copies: 4.5 vanes ses Sale Postage Free 8 Cents One Copy Three Months Rare as ay . One Copy Six Months.. crreett us 2.00 One Copy One Year... i 4.00 Canada, $450; Foreign, $5.00. HOW TO SEND MONEY —At our risk send P. O, Money Order, Check or. Registered “Letter; remittances in any other way are at your risk, We accept Postage Stamps the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the Coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. Write your name and address plainly. Address letters to HARRY E. WOLFF, Harry E. Wolff, Pres. Publisher, Inc., Charles . Nylander, See, 166 W. 23d St., N. Y.J L. F. Wilzin, Treas. ITEMS OF INTEREST 2,000 CHICKENS DIE IN FIRE Fire recently destroyed several chicken houses -and more than 2,000 chickens on the estate of Otto H. Kahn, New York banker, near Wood- bury, L. I. Firemen from Cold Spring Harbor prevented the spread of the flames to several other outbuildings. _ The residence, a quarter of a mile away, was not menaced by the blaze, which is believed to have started in an incubator or in defective elec- tric wiring. Estimate of the damage could not be obtained. LECTURER WHISTLES BIRDS’ SONGS The North Country Garden Club of Long Is- land, of which Mrs. Robert Bacon is president, is providing nature study lectures in public and private schools. It has. secured William C. » Wheeler, who shows’slides of native wild flowers, ferns and birds on a daylight screen which is a great improvement over the darkened room. He whistles the bird’s songs while showing . the pictures. The aim of the course of lectures is to interest children in natural beauty and through their appreciation of the wild flowers, ferns and birds to help to save them. The importance of conservation of wild life is becoming more apparent every day as the mountain laurel, lady’s slippers and other wild flowers, ferns and Christmas greens disappear from one place after another all over Long Island. i 8 YEARS IN THE MAIL Thirteen years after it was posted, a postal card was delivered to J. V. Scott, who lives on - Route 4, from Dyer, a few miles north of Tren- ton, Tenn, The card was addressed to his wife, Mrs. Annie Scott, and was received on Feb. 27, 1924, It was mailed at Rutherford on March 2, 4911, and lacked but a few days of being deliv- ered thirteen years after it was mailed. Rather a long time for the delivery of mail between two towns only six miles apart. rg In the meantime the writer, Bryant Overall, has died. Also Mrs. Scott, who died about three years ago. Mr. Overall died a short time after the card was mailed and since his death his father, mother, sister, brother and two children of the Scott family have passed to their reward, making eight deaths in the family during the time the card was being delivered to the person to whom it was addressed. ' The card is thought to have lodged in the bot- tom of a mail sack, where it was stuck until it » came to light and was delivered to its destination. The card is said to look about as fresh as it should have when mailed and the writing is very clear. rs LAUGHS The Judge—What proof have you that this ~ chauffeur was intoxicated? The Country Police- — man—He stopped his car at a crossing. Ses: “So you charge your husband with tearing your hair. Did you scream?” “I would have, — your honor, but I wasn’t there when he did it.” Maud—Oh, I’m invited to the Wayups’ ball, but I don’t know what in the world to wear. What would you wear if you had my complexion? Milli- cent—A thick veil. He—You are the embodiment of all that’s beau- tiful and She—What on earth are you talk- ‘ing about? He—Nothing on earth; I was speak- ing of a heavenly creature. (Cards.) Willie—Papa, is it swearing to talk about old socks being darned? Papa—No, my son. Why? Willie—’Cause I wish Johnny would keep his ‘ darned old socks out of my drawer. : Anning—Has Badders made a success of the x; stage? Manning—yYes. He acted the part of x butler so well in a play last winter that he got a ; place in a Fifth avenue family. a a Hight Jinks! Help, help! Cool, help! Mr. Cool—What are you kicking up such a row about? High Jinks—Don’t you see how I’m fixed? Mr. Cool—Yes, but I never saw you in a hole yet you couldn’t crawl out of. Visitor—Aren’t you glad you are a little girl? Little Girl—No; I’d rather be a little boy. Visi-— tor—But little boys generally have to wear their father’s leftover clothes. Little Girl—Mother is a suffragette, and she says pretty soon it won’t make much difference. f Pie A little Bangor boy surprised both his parents _ and his school teacher not a little recently, while ‘at dinner. He propounded the following scientific question to the teacher: “Which is the quickest, heat or cold?” The teacher was a little slow about venturing a reply, but finally said she thought heat was. “That is right,” said the sharp youngster, “because you can catch a Cold sn:

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@ ss STRANGE FISH : ~ The jumping fishes are well known, upon the - shores of all Indian seas. Their position is us- ~ ually one of clinging to the edge of the rocks or -- mangrove roots by their fins, with their tails only in the water.. When alarmed they make a spring by means of their bent, muscular pectoral fins, and then skim across the water by a succession of short jumps until they reach a place of safety. Scientists have found that respiration was main- - Jy performed by the tail, so that the fish may - stay out of the water indefinitely if the tip of its "tail is submerged, | - They also say it is not extraordinary for some kinds of ,fish\ to stay out of water practically a ‘day. The European tench, for instance, is taken “market, and if not sold is returned to its na- ye swimming pool at the end of twenty-four hours, none the worse fox its journey. It is cer- ‘tain that the mud minnows dug out of dry soil in Jarge quantities by ‘Wisconsin farmers do not ap- pear to suffer from their terrestrial sojourn when plunged once more into northern streams and ivers. KILLED BY “DIVINE COMMAND” ommand” to force her daughter, John Eva Win- hester, sixteen, to stamp her husband, John Ed- win Wincheseer, fifty-five, to death, Laura Eva ‘Winchester, forty-eight, is held charged with one the most unusual murders ever committed in lorida. The killing occurred at Seffner, twelve les from Tampa, Fla. ; e girl, John Eva, says her mother was ob- “with the idea that she had been made of the universe” through the ministry of ond Richey, heale’ evangelist, who is con- ga revival at St. Petersburg. <3! 'Winchestex had come under the influence the minister about two weeks ago, when her band was supposedly cured of paralysis. ‘he woman claimed a power, even over God, aughter says. and was angered at the sun ing to rise in the West at her command. blamed her husband as “the devil who stood her way.” ; * ; or himself, he put -f een The FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY BRIEF BUT POINTED Declaring that she had been told in a “divine - _ connected to two 2,500-horsepower direct current motor rated at 106 revolutions per minute. = ‘the speed too fast by the action of electrical re- _ lift, the skip will automatically slow down and- : point. G only an added output of gold ore, but the employ- spending several months trying to collect the money, Sir John killed himself rather than face bankruptcy. ee ae In order to finance the deal he had borrowed _ from Scottish banks. He gave them forged doc- Ts uments ‘as security, not’ wishing them to know. | es his real operations. He expected to repay the — ~ loans easily from the profits of the rum running. — Sir John Stewart’s suicide also reveals the fact that he paid $400,000 for the baronetcy con- = ferred: on him in 1920. It is supposed’ that the $400,000 went to the Lloyd George party funds. — He expected to “clean up” on rum running, and plunged into wild extravavances. He bought a famous castle, spent $250,000 on it and never spent a night in it. P ‘ He paid $750 a week for.a suite in a London hotel, spent $25,000 in a year just for clothes, and indulged in one luxury after another. Then his castles in the air collapsed. e NEW MACHINERY SPEEDS GOLD “MINING Powerful electrical machinery, just installed in = the Randfontein group of gold) mines in South ~ Africa, will enable gold to be mined more rapidly — and in greater quantities than has ever before ~ been possible. Whereas the average tonnage in 1919 amounted to slightly more than 100,000 — tons of ore per month, it is now the intention to haul 70,000 tons monthly from each of the two — new shafts, or a total of 140,000 tons per month, inereasing the hauling capacity of the mine by — approximately one-third. ‘ : fee iE The new installation consists of electrical hoist-~ ‘ing machinery on the north vertical shaft of the _ Randfontein group of mines, which is owned by — the Randfontein Central Gold Mines, Ltd. Each — Bi hoist consists of two cast steel cylindrical drums ~~ twelve feet in didmeter and six feet wide, directly — A central control lever on the driver’s plat- ~~ form, connected by levers to an electric controller, — regulates the direction and speed of the hoist. Although the driver can run the hoist as slowly — as he likes, he is prevented from accelerating — lays. - : bee ; gies Should the driver faint, or lose control of the me come to.a stop. If lifting men, it will halt a few feet above the surface of the shaft, and if lifting ore it. will stop a few feet above the tipping — Each hoist is designed to raise a load of 10,000 pounds of ore from a depth of 5,000 feet, at a speed of 4,000 feet per minute. This means not ment of a larger force of men.

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28. FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ITEMS OF INTEREST | HANGS BY TWO, FINGERS HALF HOUR, CALMLY SMOKING Bert Boyle, twenty-four years old, a day la- borer, calmly smoked cigarettes when he was caught between a pulley wheel and a heavy ele- yator cable on the top floor of the building at 83 East Thirty-third street, New York. Three fingers of his left hand were crushed, and by the remaining two he hung suspended, a ’ fall threatening that would mean instant death. A rescue crew worked frantically for half an hour to free him. Bert directed the work, con- tinued smoking, took a drink at one time, and when they finally got him safely extricated sank into a heap unconscious. At Bellevue Hospital they amputated the two other fingers, leaving Bert only a right hand. He hung seventeen floors above the basement dur- ing the half hour of agony, and never uttered a sound except to tell the firemen, police and half a dozen tenants what to do. WEALTH OF SIX STATES Details of the wealth of six states at the close of 1922 were made public recently by the Census Bureau. gts 7 Towa’s wealth was $10,511,682,000, an increase of 87.2 per cent. over 1912, with a per capita wealth of $4,274, an increase of 24.1 per cent. Minnesota’s wealth was $8,547,918,000, an in- crease of 58.9 per cent., with a per capita wealth of $3,448, an increase of 37.4 per cent. Nebraska’s wealth was $5,320,075,000, an in- crease of 44.2 per cent., with a per capita wealth of $4,004, an increase of 82.4 per cent. Oregon’s wealth was $4,419,459,000, an in- crease of 68.3 per cent., with a per capita wealth of $4,182, an increase of 50.4 per cent. Colorado’s wealth was $3,229,352,000, an in- crease of 40.9 per cent., with a per capita wealth of $6,285, an increase of 22.8 per cent. Montana’s wealth was $2,223,007,000, an: in- evease of 98.2 per cent., with a per capita wealth of $3,691, an increase of 33.5 per cent. FOUGHT 14-FOOT SHARK IN COCKPIT OF BOAT Details of a thrilling fight between four men and a 600-pound shark in the cockpit of a fifty- foot fishing boat Thursday became known at West Palm Beach, Fla., for the first time. The principals in the fight were T. Coleman Dupont © of Wilmington, his son Frank, Louis G. Kauf- man of New York and Captain T. E. Newell of: Palm Beach, skipper of the launch Ripple. The party went out just before noon the other day. They cast anchor, three miles off the coast near Boynton. A half a dozen kingfish had been hauled in when a shark was seen swimming near the boat. Captain: Newell obtained a harpoon and as the monster drew near the boat drove the apear with force through its back. The entire party then took-a hand in hauling the shark apeant: despite the efforts of the shark to free itself. ; . Once aboard the craft, the shark renewed its fight, as retreat to the cabin was made impos- sible for the: men because of the swings of the monster’s tail, while a rough sea kept the boat rolling about. A iu Kaufman saw a hatchet in a corner of the cock- pit and went for it!) There followed a series of attacks upon the shark. It was only after sev- eral minutes ‘that the shark, deprived ‘of its natural element and weak from exertion became quiet, that the huge tail was secured and the monster was killed.” The party returned to port with their catch, which was 14 feet long. : LOOK, BOYS! TRAPEZEE ‘The Acrobatic Wonder Toy ALMOST HUMAN IN ITS ACTIONS! - Nt consists of a handsome paralle iron frame on which the little yellow os accurately performs like an ath- ete. Five Different Stunts — THE FLYING TRAPEZE — Release the trigger-pin and the figure swings forward, gripping the brass. trapeze-bar, turns a somersault in the air and catches a cross- bar by his heels. di THROUGH THE LOOP—A swift swing and | he goes through a wire loop, makes a turn and, catching by his heels, swings head downward from a bar. THE GIANT SWING — He goes forward with a rush, releases the trapeze, catches a horizontal-bar with his heels, makes two swift somersaults in the air and catches by his heels again. ~ ey, He performs two more horizontal-bar — acts with the grace and agility of a cir- cus star, and many new ones can be invented. : The Most Wonderful Toy in - the. World! PRICE $1.50 _The collapsible stand and the little mani- | _ kin are neatly packed in a handsome box, | Delivered anywhere in the United States on — receipt of price. Address Tog * Se WOLFF NOVELTY CO., 166 W. 23d St., New York City, NeEXYSs ui . t “ aie

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THE: — : SHENANDOAH CAVERNS ' The exhibition of caverns to the traveling public is noted by the United Sstate Geological Survey as. a growing in- “dustry in the Shenandoah Val- ley of Virginia. .The famous Val- ley Pike, now a link in the New York to Atlanta highway, is tray- ersed yearly by thousands of au- tomobile tourists properly — intent upon seeing American first, and” no one has adequately seen America who has} not visited one or more of the cav- erns in the Shen- andoah Valley. Until recently the only caverns that were accessible to the public were the celebrated Luray Caverns in Page County, and Weyers Caves in northern Augusta County, near Grottoes. How- ever, within 12 months, thé End- Jess Caverns, near New Market, in Shenandoah| County, have been thrown open to the public, and on May 31 an- -other cavern nea Mount Jackson also in Shenan- doahe County, ‘made its first bid for public favor. - The latest-opened eaves have been ~ named Shenan- » doah Caverns. They are about three miles south ef Moun Jackson and two miles _-west of the Val- ley Pike, with which they are connected by ‘macadamized! road. { C tl Write for 24 packages Perfumed Sachet. setl at 10¢ each, send us the $2.40 when sold, and we Will send you FREE a jenulne Reach, all Leather Fielder’s Glove, Regulation size’ ee, Ball with Real Horsehide Cover and Iliwstrated Book by » of Nex hs _#ONES MFG. CO. Dept, 280 Attleboro, Mass. ‘She Found A Pleasant Way To Reduce Her Fat Thousands of overfat people have greatly re- duced their weight and attained a normal fig- ure by following the advice of others who use and recommend the Marmola Prescription Tablets. These harm- leas little fat reducers are prepared in tablet form from the same in- gredients that formerly composed the famous Marmola Prescription for fat reduction. i If you are too fat, you owe it to yourself to give these fat reducers a fair trial. 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PLANTING TREES WITH GUNS On the estate of the Duke of Atholl at Dunk- eld, Scotland, there is shown to the visitor a rocky crag which, in many places, is quite leafy with the foliage of trees. is called Craigy- barns, and some years ago it was destitute of any + . vegetatine. Ow- ing to the steep- ness of the rock face it was quite impossible for “any man to climb to. the upper parts, It . was wished to plant trees in the rock erevices. A pro- posal was made that the seeds of ‘suitable trees 3 should be. shot onto the crag by ; means of small muzzle- canisters were made of such a size that they srould fit into the cannon. These were filled with the seeds of the _trees and the coy- ers then put in place. The canis- ters, with gun- ‘powder, were loaded into the cannon and these This crag’ two / loading guns. 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