Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 975) (1924 06 06)

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BOYS, READ THE RADIO ARTICLES IN THIS NUMBER No. 975 “JUNE 6, 1924 Price 8 Cents OF BOYS THAT MAKE MONEY. ON THE SQUARE; ff HE SUCCESS OF AN HONEST BOY e Silas Cobb; cane upraised, followed in full chase. The boat had already started out of the slip, but Bob, measuring the intervening space with his eye, took a flying leap and landed safely with both feet on the dock.

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York, N. Y. No. 975 Are You A Radio Fan? FAME AND FORTUNE W 4 ‘Issued weekly—Subscription price, $4.00 per year; Canada, $4.50; Foreign, $5.00. Bprm S ’ .' est B sock toe Batered as ey the Post-Office at New York, N. Y., under the Act of NEW YORK, JUNE 6, “FEB 20 1925 - Read Pages 24 and 25 EKLY ESS¥piff, Publisher, Inc., 166 grdeni91l, at Second-Class Matjer, 1924 A: * 9 @. OR, THE SUCCESS OF AN HONEST BO¥,% “Z %-o%: : 4, De, : See ts %. @ Bs. By A SELF-MADE MAN : %, L ED : = Ge Be ioe _ CHAPTER I.—Bob Keane’s Ambition. wie got a better one. Why do: tayo wear a at?” x = - J wish I had two hundred dollars,” said Bob “I’ve got a Sunday suit, ves. And your mother - Keane,’ wistfully, as he and his cousin, Morris wouldn’t get over the shock for a month if she ' Cobb, stood looking at the following announce- saw that on me any week-day except it was a ment posted up side by side with various vendue Notices on the bulletin board in the Newtown postoffice: - “For Sale—On account of the death of William , all the good will and fixtures (consisting _ of one two-year-old-sorrel horse, known as Jim _ Dandy; one set of harness in fair condition, and one four-wheeled wagon in good order) of the * Hazen Express Route. Price, $200. The same : ef be seen at any time by calling on Mrs. ~ William Hazen, Bloomfield. “What do you want two hundred dollars for?” ‘asked Morris, regarding his companion in some = “Pd buy out Hazen’s Express Route,” replied : promptly. _ “Ho!” exclaimed Morris Cobb, contemptuously. at would you do with Hazen’s Express ite?” “Yd run it and make money.” “I guess you’re crazy. I’ve heard Hazen _ couldn’t make. the — pent ie how — aes ex to do anything with it, even if my 3 * Father ind let you take hold of it, which he -wouldn’t, I know.” “The reason Hazen didn’t make a success out _ of the route was because he preferred to put- ‘Wm most of his time at the barroom down at tavern instead of attending to business. He ed his customers, and—put them to all ds f inconvenience, so that they often had < go clear to Bloomfield themselves to get their = . I wouldn’t do business that way if I owned route. I don’t think Uncle Silas would stop = e from earning a little money on my own hook. ~I need it badly enough. He hasn’t any claim on _ my time, anyway.” P fy father is your guardian, isn’t he?” said pose he is. He doesn’t treat me any too ook at my clothes. Is this a decent suit with $10,000 to be obliged te go around 7 legal holiday. She’d simply make Rome howl, and Uncle Silas would back her up, too. I tell vou, Morris, I’m tired of the way things are, and I’m going to make ‘a change if I can.” “Well, supposing you did start into the express business, it wouldn’t do you any good. [If you made any money father would take it away from you. i “Well, if I make any money by my own efforts you can bet he won't get hold of a cent of it.” “How are you going to help yourself?” “That’s my business. I’ve worked like a slave for Uncle Silas for a good many years—ever since father died, eight years ago—and what have I got for it, and for the five dollars a week he gets for my keep? I’ve got nothing butthe short end of everything. Well, I’m sick of it. I’m sixteen now, and I’m going to stand out for a square deal. I’m willing to do the right thing by Uncle Silas if he’ll do the,.same by me. I’d have no objection to Jetting him keep any money I’d make if he’d guarantee to clothe me right, feed me properly, and not interfere with my business arrangements. But I’m afraid it isn’t in him: to do that. I’ve lived eight years in your family, and I’ve got your father down pretty fine. I’m sorry to say, Morris, that I couldn’t take his word to treat me the way I want to be treated, because I’m dead sure he wouldn’t do it. Your father is too old to change his ways now. What’s bred in thé bone comes out in the flesh. Your father can’t change his disposition no more than a leopard can his spots. So that’s all there is to it.” Bob Keane thrust his hands down deep into. the pockets of his shabby trousers and strode out of the general store and post-office. His cousin Morris followed him as far as the door, and while Bob continued on up the street he took posses- sion of one of the chairs on the broad veranda, where the village loungers congregated at times and, drawing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, selected one, lit it and proceeded ‘to enjoy himself after the lazy fashion that was habitual

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2 | ON THE SQUARE There was a mighty difference between those two boys. Bob was strong, good-looking and en- dowed with lots of energy and ambition; Morris was thin, with little real stamina, sall6w-com- plexioned, and handicapped with a constitutional aversion for anything that looked like work. Silas Cobb, the uncle and guardian of the one and father of the other, was a man of economical principles, to put it in a mild way. The villagers said he was_mean and penurious—in fact, he was hated and despised by his neighbors and acquain- tances. When Edward Keane, Bob’s father, died suddenly eight years*before, leavine property worth, after his debts had been paid, $10,000, and a motherless boy, the probate court favor- ably considered the application of Silas Cobb, his brother-in-law to be made the orphan’s guardian. Silas obtained control of both the property and the boys, got an allowance of $5 a week for the lad’s support, and then proceeded to squeeze as much profit out of the transaction as it was pos- sible for him to do. As long as Bob’s real aunt lived she saw to it that her nephew was well- treated: but she died a year after Bob became an inmate of Mr. Cobb’s home, and a year later Silas married an old maid, worth a little money, and almost as parsimonious as Silas Cobb him- self, and thenceforward Bob found his path hard and thorny, and even Morris, the old man’s son, found a big difference in things in general, against which he put up many a strenuous but not always effectual kick. Although Bob Keane had nothing particular on his hands that morning, he did not stroll up the street in the easy, careless fashion that most boys would have assumed under the circum- stances. On the contrary, he walked smartly along the tree-shaded Main street, with his head erect and his eyes bent straight before him. Everybody in Newtown knew Bob, and not one but liked the cheery-faced boy, and was glad to exchange a word or two with him. As Bob walked up the street his mind was full of visions of what he thought he would be able ee accomplish if he could buy out Hazen’s Express ute, CHAPTER II.—A Thrilling Rescue. Newtown was a good-sized village in Ulster County, New York State. It was situated per- haps a mile south of the trolley road which runs oe ake Highland, on the Hudson River opposite Poughkeepsie, and New Palz, on the Walkyll Valley Railroad. Many of the villagers and farm- ers in the neighborhood added to their income by taking boarders in the summer. As our story opens in the early part of June, there were al- ready a number of city people at the different houses. Among these was.a wealthy New York _merchant named William Fairchild and his daugh- ter Fanny, a charming little miss of fourteen. They were stopping at the home of a well-to-do > ag who lived about a mile outside of New- bs, eel Fairchild, being an only motherless daughter, eo an especial pet of her father, who Bw on her everything that her heart wished for. When Fanny got settled at Farmer Jordan's _ she was delighted to find that there was a beau- ital ‘though oa serge little mare on ~ with Fanny Fairchild clinging fear-stricken to the farm, and she insisted on using her upon the road when she could nersuade her father to ac- company her as an escort, for she was not per- mitted to go out alone. On the day that Bob Keane read the “For Sale” village post-office, Fanny Fairchild and her father started out on a morning ride along the county road. They had gone perhaps a quarter of a mile from the farm-house, in the direction of the village, when a big touring automobile came bowling along behind them. The chauffeur let , off a weird and ear-piercing shriek as a warnine to them that he expected undisputed right-of- — way, for the machine was humming along at a thirty-mile-an-hour clip. The mare and the geld- ing were both thoroughly startled by the out- landish toot, and their fright was magnified by the rush of the red machine as it whizzed by; them like an arrow from a bow Both animals rose on their. haunches, and, while the horse backed up against the fence, the little mare, with a snort of terror, dashed off down the road toward Newtown at a pace that would have made the famous Tam o’Shanter look like thirty cents. Fanny was now placed in a situation of great peril. because the bridle-reins had become unbuckled from the bit, and she had ~ no control whatever over the spirited and terror- stricken animal on which she was mounted. She ~ could only cling wildly to the side-saddle with both hands and let matters take their course. Bob Keene passed along up Main street until he came to its junction with the county road, and then kept on along the road. He was going to call on a particular friend of his named Dan ~— Griswold. Dan lived on a farm with his parents, — and helped to do his share of the work. A creek — crossed the road at the beginning of the Griswold — boundary line, and afterward diverged through the property. Bob and Dan often rowed up and down this : narrow stream, which emptied in a small lake ~ two miles from the road. The county had built — a substantial bridge over the creek connecting — both ends of the road. The day previous, how- — ever, a‘heavy team, guided by an intoxicated — driver, had smashed into and broken down one of © the railings of thé bridge, leaving it in a danger-__ ous condition. Bob stopped to look at the damage © the -bridge had sustained. When he started on ~ again he heard the rattle of wagon wheels from — the direction of the village. A moment after the sharp and rapid click of a horse’s hoofs on the hard road in front of him reached his ear “Somebody’s racing down the road at a mighty “With a vehicle coming ’ fast clip,”. he muttered. this way, if the two parties meet at the there is liable to be a serious a and the railing broken I shouldn’t be surprised one of them went over into the creek.” Bob hurried forward with the intention of try- ing to warn the poeta who was hidden by the bend in the highway. He had hardly gone dozen yards before Jordan’s little white anata the saddle, came flying into sight, with head and tossing mane. ; notice of Hazen’s Express Route at the it

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bridge. I must try and stop that horse some- Ww. To stop a frightened animal coming at you like a small whirlwind is not a very easy thing to do, and no one knew that better than Bob. But the risk attending such a feat did not deter ‘the brave boy in the least. The first thing he ' did was to tear off his jacket, spring into the _ middle of the road and wave it at the mare. The animal saw the apparition before it and swerved _ aside. For the moment her speed slackened by one-half, and Bob took instant advantage of the ‘citcumstance to ‘make a b at the bridle with agai hand, at the same time throwing his ; around the mare’s neck. The animal sprang yard and and tried to shake the boy off, drag- ging him with her clear to the bridge. The gon, which was approaching from the opposite - direction, reached the bridge at the same time. _ Bob, however, succeeded in swinging the mare to the hedge and stopping her at the very edge _ of the broken rail. Jt was an exceedingly narrow escape for ‘whose whitening face and staring eyes she was on the point of fainting. ness the final act of the little drama— ‘stoppage of the mare at the end of the en bridge by Bob Keane. APTER III.—Bob Borrows Two Hundred f J Dollars, Don’t be alarmed, sir,” chipped in Bob, reas- ly. “She’s only fainted. I'll get some er out of the creek below. Better lay her on ¢ ” the grass. R : eee “merchant obeyed the boy’s suggestion and “Fanny down on the soft turf by the side of road, taking her head, with its mass of en hair, on his knee. Bob climbed down to ereek, filled the top of his soft-crowned hat h water, and returned to the road. He held hile Mr. Fairchild dashed some of the liquid child’s face ‘and chafed her hands and These simple methods presently. brought back to her senses. cher!” she murmured. “Where am I?” en her eyes rested on Bob, and instantly ry reasserted jtself. She held out her hand m and smiled faintly. all remember you as long as F live,” she “What is your name?”— Keane, miss.” spoke up Mr. Fairchild, with considerable “T am very ratetyl to you.” mention . I am glad I was able er hors knew the bridge was broken, h wagon coming this way, too, I was His mentioning the name of Ct Cs stand,” interrupted the look- denly reminded Bob af the Hazen Rupress Route, ‘ man, you have saved my daughter's. ON'THE SQUARE =< 3 ing down into the creek below with a shudder. “If the mare had gone off the bridge my daugh- ter would surely have been killed or drowned.” “I saw the whole thing, sir,” volunteered the wagoner. “I must say it was.the pluckiest act I ever saw in my life. But it’s like Bob Keane to do just sych a thing. He is the smartest boy in the village.” “Oh, come now, Fenton, no bouquets, please,” grinned Bob. “IT am sure I never can thank you enough, Master Keane,” said Mr. Fairchild, as Fanny sat up and smiled again at the good-looking boy, whose bravery had much impressed her, as if she was not averse to cultivating his acquain- tance. “I hope you will permit us to know you better. I and my daughter are stopping at Mr. Jordan’s farm, about half a mile from here. We shall be very glad to,have you call on us there as often’ as you can make it convenient. You must join with me in this invitation, Fanny.” “Yes, father. You will come, won't you?” she said sweetly, turning to Bob. “Yes, miss, if you wish me to. Who shall IT ask for?” he asked. “My name is Fanny Fairchild. shall we expect to see you?” “T’ll come over in a day or so.” “Be sure that you do. I shall be on the look- out for you. Come to-morrow, in the afternoon, and take tea with us, won’t you?” Bob looked doubtful, although he was anxious to-say yes. - “You will come, won't you?” the little miss persisted, with such a bewitching smile that the boy said yes and took the engagement. “Now, young man,” said Mr. Fairchild, “I hope you will allow me to testify my grateful appre- ciation of your services in a substantial manner. I owe you more than I could ever repay were I to give you my entire fortune. I should like to present you with $500 now, simply as a little testimonial.” “No, sir. I cannot accept pay for what I did. You are both welcome to my services, for I guess any one would have acted as I did under the circumstances.” “I don’t know about that, Master Keane. It isn’t everybody that has. the nerve, or even the inclination, to risk personal peril to save an- other’s life. Now as a favor you'll accept this money, won't you?” and the merchant tendered Bob a roll of bills. = Fenton saw the roll of bills offered to Bob as he remounted his wagon and drove off. The boy shook his head. Then noticing that there was a big rent in his trousers, he said: “If you want to get me a new suit of clothes I'll call it square.” “T’ll buy you a new suit of clothes with great - pleasure; but .you must take the money, too.” “I wouldn’t know what to do with $500, sir. © Besides, my Uncle Silas would take it’away from me. He’s my guardian, and lays claim to all that belongs to me.” “You could take it to Bloomfield and put it in the savings bank in your own name. A minor is permitted to keep a savings bank account,” said the merchant, evidently anxious to find some way to induce the boy to accept the Now, when <

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4 = ON THE SQUARE - / “which he was so anxious to embark in. Here was the opportunity for him to get the necessary sum to purthase .the goodwill and “fixtures” which had been offered for sale by the widow of the late expressman. He had a strong objection to accepting any money for saving pretty Fanny Fairchild from perhaps a fatal ending to her ride; but he was not averse to borrowing $200 of the amount her father seemed so desirous of pressing upon him in order to accomplish the desire of his heart. *“T'll tell you what I'll do, sir. I’ll borrow $200 from you, if you will let me have it that way. I want to vo into the express business between Highland and Bloomfield. The man who worked the route died a while ago and his business is for sale.” “But I don’t want to lend you $200; I want to give you $500.” “T will only borrow $200,” replied Bob, decided- ly. “That is all I need to set myself up in busi- ness, and I don’t believe in borrowing a cent more than is necessary.” “Very well,” replied Mr. Fairchild, yielding the point, since he saw no other way of getting around the matter. “I will loan you the $200 you want.” a He handed Bob four $50 bills. “Thank you, sir. I will bring my note for this around to Mr. Jordan’s when I call to-morrow afternoon.” “All right; please yourself,” answered the mer- chant with a smile. “Now, here’s $25 to buy you a new suit™of clothes. I hope you won't want to consider that a loan, too.” “No, sir. Ill accept that as a present, and buy the clothes as soon as I go to Highland.” The little white mare and the brown gelding had been nipping the grass by the roadside after a very contented fashion ever since they had been left to themselves. Fanny now stepped up to the mare with the intention of remounting her. “Papa,” she said, “will you fix the bridle-reins for me?” “I will do that if you like,” said Bob, eager to be of further service to the lovely little fairy. Bob reattached the reins in a secure way. “Shall I help you mount?” he asked, a bit bashfully. “Why, of course,” she answered. She put one foot in the stirrup and the boy lifted her into the saddle as gently as he would _ have handled a baby. “Thank you,” she said, smiling down on him. “Are Joe ready, papa? “All ready,” answered her father, springing on the gelding’s back. “Good-by, Bob Keane,” St said, extending her disengaged hand to him. “And, remember, I shall expect to see you to-morrow afternoon.” “Good-by, Miss Fanny, I’ll be sure to call.” : Fanny and her father started their animals at a brisk gallop back along the road they had- come, leaving Bob delighted with the good fortune which had fallen to him. ‘CHAPTER IV.—Bob and His Friend Dan. __._ Bob stowed the four $50 peste in one pocket and _ the $25 in another, then kept on up the s se Game‘@e the lans which Yea to the Griswold farmhouse. Dan Griswold was working industriously in the strawberry patch, but he was expecting to sée his friend, as Bob had prom- ised to come over to the farm that morning. “Hello, Dan,” exclaimed Bob. “I'll give you a lift while I’m here if you wish.” “All right. Pitch right in. Anything new in © the village?” “Yes. There’s a new baby up at the Hitch- ~ cock’s, It arrived last night,” grinned Bob, as he began picking «berries. “Any other new thing?” asked Dan. “Hazen’s Express Route i is for sale.” “Is that so? Somebody told me Mrs. Hazen was going to have her nephew carry it on.” “Must have changed her mind, for there’s a notice in the postoffice offering the whole outfit" for $200.” a you know anybody that’s going to buy it?” ~ “« o.2 “Who is it.” “Myself.” > s Pi age !” exclaimed Dan, looking hard at his rien That's what I said,” answered Bob, coolly. “Where do you expect to get $2002” “T’ve got it already.” “You have!” exclaimed Dan in great surprise. “Tl have.” Bob told Dan how Fanny Fairchild’s mount had run away with her, and how he had fortunately been on hand to save her and that he had bor- — rowed $200 from her father. Dan grinned when ~ his friend described how pretty the girl was. “Going to call on her to-morrow?” he chuckled, — “T hope so.” ¢ 7 “You're lucky. When are you, going to Bloom- field to buy the’ express route? = “After dinner.” At that moment a horn sounded from the bakes door of the farmhouse. “That means dinner,” said Dan, straightening — up and looking his satisfaction. “Come alonz and have a square meal. You'll find plenty on our table. Mother expects you.” “All right. I won’t deny that I’m hungry. We. had a glass of milk, some very weak porridge, . a piece of bread with a little butter, and anticipa- tions for breakfast.” “What do you mean by anticipations?” asked — Dan, curiously. “Anticipations of what we would have for din- ner,” grinned Bob. “Oh!” snickered Dan, picking up one of the tin pails of berries, while Bob took the other, Mrs. Griswold welcomed Bob in a hearty way that was positively refreshing to the lad, and — Mr. Griswold, when he came in from sc fields, et had something friendly to say to him, too. Dan <o hadn’t made any mistake when he said there 3 would be plenty to eat on his mother’s table. “Well,” said Bob, when he and Dan had left the table, “Tl go home now, put on my other — suit, and go over to Bloomfield.” ees “T wish you luck, Bob,” said Dan, as his friend ; started off down the lane. CHAPTER V.—Mr. Kenwick Shaw. ‘Bob: went into the house and started to go up into his room to dress himself, when Mr. 4 ee a ee =e aoe <

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ON THE “Where have you been all morning?” he asked, with a frown. _ “Different places,” replied Bob. “Most of the time up at the Griswold farm.” . _ “TJ s’pose you-had your dinner, because if you _hain’t you won’t get nothin’ till tea time.” “LIL had something to eat with the Griswolds.” _ “Where are you goin’ now?” “Up to my room.” ~ “Put on your good clothes. I want you to go to Highland to meet the 3:40 train. There’s a ‘man comin’ up to look at the Chadwick farm. I expect to sell it to him.” Bob couldn’t very well refuse to do his uncle’s ‘bidding, though he knew it would prevent him _ from going to Bloomfield that afternoon to make _ the purchase of the express route. “Well,” he said to himself, as he was donning his Sunday suit, “I’ll go over early in the morn- ing. I can have my breakfast in Bloomfield. Uncle Silas will be just as well pleased, for hell “Save what I would eat, if Morris doesn’t gobble up himself.” _ §$o half an hour later, Bob, having hitched up Jeon Bonaparte, Mr. Cobb’s horse, called “Bony” for short—a name the villagers thought very appropriate because he seemed a veritable andle of skin and bones—to the rickety wagon, ve out of the yard and took the country roa for Highland, a village on the West Shore Rail- road. Bob reached Highland at three o’clock, md had forty minutes to wait for the New York in. The train came in on time and the boy ed his man by the description furnished uncle. His name was Kenwick Shaw. re you the boy that’s to take me out to 2” he asked, as Bob approached him. ‘Yes, sir. Let me take your grip.” boy carried it out to the wagon and tossed Now, sir, if you’re ready, we'll start along,” hat makes that horse so thin? Don’t he nough to eat?” > sir,” replied Bob, without cracking a , “his name is Bony, and he likes to live n”n to his name. Oh, that’s it, eh?” laughed the man. “I’m ind to say that the name fits him like a new He’s always looked this way since’ I can re- mber,” chuckled Bob. s’pose you know I’ve come up to look the ick farm dver with the idea of buying it,” aid Mr. Shaw. So Mr. Cobb said.” Do you live with Mr. Cobb?” es. sir.” Hired boy, I suppose?” Yo, sir. Mr. Cobb. is my uncle and guardian.” at is your name?” Bob. I rather like your face: You seem bright, honest boy.” — -~ . you, sir, for your good opinion.” far have we got to-go?” asked Mi. SQUARE? 5 three miles to the northwest, and Bloomfield, four miles or so to the south.” : “How long have you lived in this vicinity?” “Ever since I-can remember.” “Does Mr. Cobb do any farming ?” “As much as can be expected on a ten-acre plot.” “JT see. I s’pose you work around the place when you’re not at school?” “I did; but I’m not going to do so any more.” “Going to work in a store?” “No, sir. I expect to run an express wagon route between Bloomfield and Highland.” “Going to hire out as the driver, eh?” “No, sir. I’m going to buy the route and run it as my own business.” “You don’t say. Think you can make it pay?” “J think so or I shouldn’t go into it.” “I thought you was a pretty clever boy,” said Mr. Shaw, regarding Bob with fresh interest. “Your uncle must so consider you if he’s willing to start you up in business.” “He isn’t going to start me. self.” I’m starting my- CHAPTER VI.—Silas Cobb’s Mysterious Mid- night Movements. E Mr. Shaw was rather unpleasantly surprised at the third-rate appearance of the Cobb home. In a way it resembled Silas Cobb himself. The general aspect of the place prepared Mr. Shaw for what he might expect to see in the real es- tate agent he had come to do business with, anc we are bound to say that he was not disap- pointed Silas Cobb’s office occupied one of the lower front room. Over the door was a weather-~ stained sign which read: SILAS COBB, Auctioneer* and Real Estate. Mr. Cobb came out to greet his visitor, whom he_expected to stay all night, though the cos) of the extra victuals was a severe tax upon his economical principles. Pes “Step right into my office, Mr. Shaw,” said Mr. Cobb, screwing his countenance into as genial an expression as it was possible for him to do. “I can give you all the particulars of the farm be- fore we go in to supper.”= + Mr. Shaw followed his host jnto his small and cheerless office, while Bob drove Bony and the wagon around into the yard, unharnessed the faithful, half-starved animal and led him into his dilapidated stall. Bob and Bony were great friends. The horse seemed to realize that the boy was the only one who took the least interest in his welfare. Bony would probably have gone - to the bone heap long ago but for Bob, who by the greatest ingenuity managed to keep the life in his attenuated frame by feeding .him on the sly an extra quantity of oats. ; Morris Cobb was, for a wonder, making him- self useful to his stepmother. est he displayed.in the culinary department was ter a pause. : iites, sir.” owing to the fact that the advent of a visitor ~ wn a town or a village?” necessitated the preparation of a number of table _ AE SESE Welteseiee obs of Wan: saat sp toy Cane, bos 508 est P pe te mir iterber's ride was to aaa pe eh The sudden inter- —

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6 @ ON THE SQUARE himself solid with his father’s wife, so that he might hope to get a little more than his: share of the good things. Bob met him at the well drawing a pail of water. - “You seem to have got busy all at once,” grinned Bob. “What’s the matter? Trying to reduce your flesh?” Morris laughed slyly, lifted the pail full of water and went into the kitchen. Bob looked in through the dining-room window later and saw e visitor sitting in his (Bob’s) place. “It looks as if 1 was going to come in for the short end again,” said Bob to himself gloom- ily. “What’s the use of being worth $10,000 if one has to be half-starved? Well, if they put it over me in-that way to-night I’ll go up to Mrs. Kydd’s and get my supper. It’s a good thing I’ve got money in my pocket.” ; That put Bob in mind of his $225. It suddenly struck him that it might not be quite safe for him to carry that amount in his clothes into the house. Mr. Cobb had such a keen nose for money that it was possible he might even smell it upon his-person. In such an event he wouldn’t rest until he found some way of getting hold of it, and that would be a dreadful calamity for the boy. So Bob sat down on the edge of the well and considered where he had better hide his money.* After some deliberation he decided to hide it in the barn. Morris hardly ever went in there, and Mr. Cobb very seloom. Bob therefore went to the stable and looked around. He found a loose board in one corner, and under the loose board he put all his money but a $5 bill. The $5 he stowed away in his vest. When Bob entered the kitchen he was not surprised to hear from Mrs. Cobb sthat he wasn’t to have his supper until the rest had eaten theirs. It wasn’t pleasant for him to sit on the doorstep, while the others were enjoying a good supper in the little Gining-room, for Bob was hungry, in spite of the good dinner he had had at the Griswold farm. But the boy didn’t kick, for it wasn’t his nature to revolt at what he couldn’t change, and so he waited patiently for his turn to come. When he was called inside the table looked as if it had been struck by a cyclone. “However, he found that by some good luck all the eatables had not disappeared, and that enough remained to satisfy his appetite. Morris was evidently disappointed that Bob really got a fair share of the provender, for he had, been counting on seeing his cousin go half a less to bed. Mr. Cobb carried a pair of chairs outside in front of the house, and there he and his guest sat and smoked and talked about the Chadwick property and- other matters until the clock inside struck nine, and then the real estate man hinted that it was time to retire for the night. Mr. Shaw was shown to a room occupied jointly by Bob and Morris. Morris’ bed, being the better of the two, was allotted to the visitor while its customary occupant had to turn in with his cousin. Mr. Shaw had wondered why room hadn’t been made at the supper table for Bob. He sized up Morris, and the estimate he formed of his char- acter was not particularly flattering. However, he figured that, as the latter was the real estate Warsi whed! i came: to a ojncis had eee. “ — lodged on the y advantage of the situation. Mr. Shaw had brought several hundred dollars with him to pay down on the contract if the Chadwick farm suited ‘him. He had three $100 bills and four $50 bills. He counted this as he sat on the edge of the bed,to see if it was all right. —— Morris watched him turn over the ends of the _ bills one by one, and the figures thereon inter- = ested him greatly. Mr. Shaw divided the money, putting the three big bills in one pocket of his ~ vest, and the four lesser bills in another, , he finished disrobing and went to bed, after ee out the lamp as he had been requested © 0 do, A couple of hours later Silas Cobb entered the room softly in his stocking feet and listened © intently to the breathing of the three sleepers. Whatever. his business was there he did not strike a light, and he moved about as noiselessly as a shadow. Finally he uttered a grunt of satisfac- — ion and left the room as softly as he had en- — tered it. Daylight was flittering through the window panes when Bob awoke. - He jumped .out of bed and started to dress. He noticed a pair of trousers on the floor near — the head of the bed. Picking them up, he found it was not his own, but was Morris’, so he threw it on top of the rest of his cousin’s clothes, fin- ished dressing himself in his best suit, and then left the room without disturbing the other sleep- ers. He went to the barn, got his money from — the place where he had concealed it and then started off on foot for Bloomfield. F = — CHAPTER VII.—The Missing Money. It was about six o’clock when Morris woke up. ~ He hurriedly dressed himself and left the house, making a bee-line for the back of the barn. Look-— ing carefully around to see that he was quite alone, he thrust his hand into the right pocket — of hiS trousers. He withdrew it with a dis- appointed look, and then dived into the other pocket. A look of blank amazement came over — his features. Whatever he had expected to find — was not there. He went through both pockets olice more with the same result, and then he sat down’ on the ground with a look on his face - that would have led an observer to suppose he — had just lost his only friend on earth. It ; about this time that Mr. Shaw turned over in bed, opened his eyes and discovered that it was morning. He looked at his watch and saw that it was twenty minutes of seven. ‘ R= “Time to get up, I guess,” he said to himself, as he put his feet out on the floor. ee. _He dressed himself leisurely, After he put on s his vest he mechanically put his hands into the — pockets in which he had déposited his two rolls of bills. The $300 wad was there all right, but the four $50 bills were missing. Soe “That’s funny,” he remarked. “I must fe dropped them on the floor last night when I thought I placed them in my pocket.” = So he looked around the rag carpet for so “ trace of the bills. There was no sign of the eS Aare 3 though ibe. ore re the bed : under the supposition that they might coverlet. Then he pis : lothes pockets very ¢ the least sma Pe

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ON THE “The money evidently is gone,” he said, with _ a frown. “I wonder if that young Cobb could . have stolen it during the night? I saw him look- ing at me while I was counting it.. This matter will have to be investigated, for I can’t afford te lose $200.” He completed his toilet, went downstairs, found Silas Cobb in his office writing and reported his “What’s that?” exclaimed the auctioneer, look- ing up in a startled way. “You say that $200 -Was taken from your vest pocket during the night?” “That’s just what I mean to say, sir,” replied the visitor brusquely. “I brought up’ $500 with me to pay down on the contract if my inspection of the Chadwick farm proved satisfactory. Last night as I was undressing I counted the money to see if it was all right, and found that it was. I separated it into two parts, placing the three $100 bills in one pocket and the four $50 bills in another. This morning I found that the four bills had vanished during the night.” Mr. Cobb looked very muth disturbed. The of his right hand twitched as he drummed with them nervously no his desk. “That—is—most distressing news,” said the auetioneer, in an agitated voice. aT “It is certainly not pleasant for me,” replie Mr. Shaw decidedly. “I haven’t so much money that I can afford to lose $200.” “I hope you don’t think that I or any member of my family took your money?” said Mr. Cobb hastily, as he got up from his chair with the intention of going to the chamber and searching for the lost bills. “I have accused no one in particular of taking it as yet,” replied the visitor. Silas Cobb requested his visitor to follow him Upstairs to the room where he slept the preceding Night. They both made a thorough search of the room. but their efforts availed nothing toward inging the missing bills to light. ean’t imagine how you could. have lost ‘our money. You are sure that you placed those ir. your vest pocket?” said Mr. Cobb, plac- an emphasis on the word vest. “I am positive that I did,” replied Mr. Shaw. “In any event, they are not in any pocket of my. clothes.” While they were talking Mrs. Cobb went to the to call them to breakfast. ~ Not finding them and hearing their voices up in the chamber, she climbed the stairway to inform them that Morning meal was ready. Her sharp eyes _ detected that something was wrong. “What's the trouble?” she asked curiously. Her husband told her that Mr. Shaw had lost * $200 of his money during the night. » “For goodness’ sake!” she ejaculated. “I hope » he doesn’t think that you stole his money, Silas.” ~*T haven’t accused your husband, madam,” re- plied the visitor. : ' “It seems strange, Martha, that his money _ ould have gone,” said her husband. ~ _ Mrs. Cobb asked Mr. Shaw the same questions "her spouse had already propounded to him and rece the same answers. . you seen Bob this morning?” asked the < h him go downstairs at daylight, and I a4 SQUARE 7 haven’t seen nothin’ of him since. It ain usral “for him to get up so early,” she added, suspici- ously. She went over to where the boy’s clothes were hung on the wall. “Why,” she exclaimed, with a sort of acid sur- prise, “if he ain't dressed himself in his best suit. What does that mean?” “It means: he’s gone visitin’, I s’pose,” grunted Silas Cobb. “Gone visitin’ at half-past four in the mornin’! Fiddle-de-dee! It’s my idee he’s gone for good. He’s been threatenin’ to do somethin’ desprit for a month past.” “Why should the boy run away?” asked Mr. Fs in some surprise. “This is his home, isn’t ed “Of course it’s his home,” snapped Mrs. Cobb. “And we've treated him jest the same as if he Was our own son, hain’t we, Silas?” Her husband backed up her statement. “Then I don’t see why you should think he has run away just ‘because he put on his best suit this morning and went out unusually early,” said the visitor, : “Because I’ve suspicioned he meant to do some- thin’ like that. He hain’t been no good, about the place for over a month. I couldn’t get him to do nothin’. He's got to be a lazy, good-for- nothin’ boy, that’s what he has,” said the lady spitefully. : “He didn’t look like a lazy boy to me—quite the opposite. In fact, I don’t think that I ever saw a brighter and smarter appearing lad,” re- plied Mr. Shaw, who was clearly prepossessed in Bob's favor. “That’s because you don’t know him,” snorted Mrs. Cobb, tossing her head. “I’m not far wrong in my first estimate of a boy,” replied the visitor, firmly but polite y. “Huh!” she sniffed. “It’s my opinion Bob Keane saw you countin’ your money last night, and noticin’ that there was a lot of it he waited till you was asleep, got upsand helped himself to a share of it. Then he laid his plans for leavin’ at daylight afore any of us was up. He wouldn’t have put on his best clothes if some- thin’ wasn’t in the wind. You can’t tell me nothin’ about that boy. I've always suspicioned he was_a sly one, and now I’m sure of it,” and the lady nodded her head emphatically. “There’s no more reason for accusing this boy. Bob of taking my money than of suspecting your stepson who also slept in this room, and whom I saw watching me when I was counting the bilge “The idea! Just as if Morris would think of takin’ your money!” exclaimed Mrs. Cobb in- dignantly. “Morris is a good boy. Silas!” sharply, “why don’t you defend your son?”. — Mr, Cobb hastened to assure his visitor that Morris was one of the best boys in the county, and that stealmg money was not in his line. “T beg your pardon,” replied Mr. Shaw hastily, seeing that he had stirred up a hornet’s nest, “I did not intimate that I thought your son had robbed me.” : “I think we had better go to breakfast,” sug- gested the rea] estate man, who looked anxious and disturbed. “We can look into the matter afterward.” . “I think so, too,” said his wife emphatically.

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“The things will be stone cold, if they hain’t already.” Accordingly Mr. Cobb led the way downstairs to the dining-room, where the lady of the house hastened to dish up a round-steak, with fried potatoes and hot biscuits. She called Morris, who appeared to be in a disconsolate humor, and then the four sat down to the morning meal. CHAPTER VIII.—In Which It is Decided That Bob Keane Is A Thief. Although nothing was said at the table about © the theft of the $200, nevertheless Silas Cobb was doing some tall thinking on the subject. If his visitor had really lost that sum of money, and there seemed to be little doubt but he had, he was satisfied that Bob was the person who had surreptitiously taken the four bills soon ~after the man had gone to sleep. Why was Mr. Cobb so certain in his own mind that his nephew was the guilty party? Let us explain. On the ‘preceding afternoon, while Bob was at Hilands awaiting the arrival of the 3:40 train from New York, Mr. Cobb met Fenton, the wagoner. Fenton told him how he had seen Bob, at the risk of his life, rescue the little daughter of an early summer boarder at Jordan’s, named Fairchild, from almost certain death, and that he had seen the grateful father tender the boy a roll of bills. “Bob didn’t seem inclined to take the money, as I drove off,” Fenton said. “I thought he was a fool, but it wasn’t any of my business.” “But he might have taken it after you left,” said Silas Cobb eagerly. “That’s true. He might have done so. you seen him since morning?” “Yes; but he didn’t say nothin’ to me about havin’ a roll of money.” “Maybe he’ didn’t want you to know anything about it.” “He hain’t got no right to.keep such a thing to himself. If he has a roll of money in his pos- session I have a right to know it. I’m his guardian, and the law says I must take care of all his property. I’m goin’ to speak to him about it to-night.” It happened, however, that Mr. Cobb, being fully engaged with his visitor, found no chance to talk to his nephew on the subject. He did not forget the matter, though. Several times he asked himself if Bob really did get a roll of money from the grateful gentleman, and if so how much did it amount to. It must be con- siderable—-probably as much as $100. _ Finally Silas Cobb decided that he would wait till after Bob, his son and his guest had gone to bed and had had time to get to sleep. Then he meant to softly up to the chamber ard search Bob’s Clothes for the money, which he more than ever believed he had. But there were forces at work that Mr. Cobb never dreamed of. When Mr. Shaw was counting his money he neticed that Morris Cobb’s eyes were on him. He thought little of the matter and in due time dropped asleep. Morris, however, didn’t ‘go to : as soon as he naturally would have done. The sight of so much money in the visitor’s vest interested him greatly. He needed money badly _ himself, for his father seldom gave Have him a cent, ON THE SQUARE .ing of a back tooth. Here was a chance to and when he did it came from him like the draw- 2 a good sum, and he thought without suspicion attaching to himself, for he meant to get up be- fore the visitor awoke and hide the money. So, with this purpose in his mind, he waited for an hour listening to the man’s deep breathing while he was trying to summon up enough courage to steal the bills. At last he got out of bed, crawled softly to the visitor’s bed, and as he had carefully noted where Mr. Shaw had hung his vest, he inserted his fingers into one of the pockets, felt the bills and hastily drew them out. He had no idea — how much the notes amounted to, nor did he — care, but he’ euessed they represented a sum suffi- cient for his needs. He returned to the bed, thrust them hastily into one of his trousers pockets, and after a while fell asleep. Fifteen minutes afterward Silas Cobb came into the room like a shadow. He went directly to the boy’s bed, and taking up Bob’s trousers searched them without success. Then he thought maybe he had hold of his son’s trousers by mistake, so he took up Morris’ pants, and going through them his talon-like fingers closed on the bills. With a grunt of satisfaction, he threw down the ~ trousers and left the room. When he got to his own room he examined the bills and saw there or four of them, each of the denomination of. “So this_is what he got from that Mr. Fair- child, eh?” he muttered grimly. “Well, I guess I.can take care of them better than he. I'll tell him to-morrow that I’ve got *em, and that when he gets to be twenty-one, if he lives so long, he — can have ’em back.” 4 — With this comfortable reflection, Mr. Cobb turn- — ed in for the night. In the morning when Morris rushed behind the barn to count his ill-gotten money he was astonished to discover that the bills he had stolen had taken flight during the, night. At first he couldn’t account for the mys- tery, but not seeing Bob anywhere about the premises, he came to the conclusion that Bob had not been asleep when he took the, money; that, he had seen him do the deed, and then foxily waited for him (Morris) to get asleep, when he — had abstracted the money for himself. ak “That’s why he got up before me,” snarled Morris furiously. “He knows I won’t dare to squeal. Oh, the villain! I’d like to kill him!” As matters stood, it was clearly up to Mr. Cobb to make an explanation of the circumstances as he saw them, and restore the $200 to Mr. Shaw. There were two reasons, however, why — Silas Cobb hesitated to clear up the mystery— the first was that he was ashamed to acknowl- — edge to his visitor that he was mean enough to — creep upstairs in the dead of night and go through his nephew’s ¢lothes in order to deprive — the boy of money which he supposed he had ed at the risk of his life; the second was thaE 2 Mr. Cobb, who loved, money better than a ing else in this world, was sorely tempted to d- vantage of the mix-up to return the $200 in question, fer he hated to give up a dollar once he got his fingers on it. i ‘ After breakfast the real estate man and_ oes adjourned to the office. There was o Mr. Cobb wanted to know before he fi whether he would hold on to the + 2% 7 deci if w-

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my ‘Pointing to a chair, he cleared his throat and then asked the gentleman if he thought he would be able to recognize the missing bills. if saw them again. the Manhattan National of New York City, and have their numbers in my memorandum book. 3 t is a precaution I always take when carry- ing bills of large denominations around with me.” 4 is reply seemed -to disconcert Silas Cobb, and for a moment or two he said nothing and nervously on his desk. — “Tt is very strange my nephew should absent himself in such a mysterious wav.” he said pres- ently. “I’m afraid ” 5 _ At that moment Mrs. Cobb burst into the office in a triumphant manner. : “What did I tell you? I know’d Bob Keane _ took that money. Come in here, Morris, and tell ES your father what Bob said to you in the post- office yesterday mornin’.” Morris, who was at his, stepmother’s heels, _ came forward and told his story. He said that ' he and Bob had. gone to the post-office the pre- __ Vious morning, and while there had seen a notice - which stated that Hazen’s Express route was for sale and could be bought for $200. — “Bob said he wished he had $200,” went on Morris, maliciously, satisfied that his evidence would get his cousin into a peck of trouble, for he was sure Bob intended to use the money hich Morris supposed his cousin had taken rom his trousers pocket while he slept) to pur- chase the express route, “so he could buy out the route and run it himself. He said he was certain he could make a raft of money.” « _ “There, now,” spoke up Mrs. Cobb, when Morris ‘had concluded, regarding Mr. Shaw with a look ef intense satisfaction, “I guess you'll believe _ what I say another time. I s’pose you know _ what’s come of your money now. It’s as plain as the nose on your face that that boy saw you ‘countin’ your money and made up his mind to get D0 to buy that route. Why didn’t he take the. thole of your money while he was about it? Be- rause he only wanted $200. Now, mark my ords, he’s gone to Bloomfield, and has bought hat outfit by this time. It’s easy enough for bu to go to that place, call on the Widder en, and see if I hain’t right. You'll find m four fifties of yours in her pocket. Then _you need do is to have the constable arrest yb. He'll confess soon enough when he’s in il. After that the widder ‘ll have to give up money and take her rig back.” ‘Mrs. Cobb stated the case like a female law- and she was as certain she was right as the sun shone at the moment. Things cer- y did look black against poor honest Bob, 9 always prided himself as being on the 5 Even Mr. Shaw began to have some _after all, concerning his estimate of 's character. Mr. Cobb, however, chuckled aself as he listened to his wife’s deduction. he had little doubt but she was right in since the money on which Bob de- e@ was no ‘thought ing “on the SQUARE : 9 Mr. Cobb, that Bob, not having the price, could not buy the route. “Well,” snapped Mrs. Cobb ,impatiently, “why don’t you get busy, Silas? It’s your place to hitch up Bony to the wagon and take Mr. Shaw to Bloomfield. I caleulate he’s anxious to get his money back.” As Mr. Cobb was ruled by his wife in every particular except in money matters, in which, fortunately for their domestic felicity, they were both of a mind, he got up and prepared to fol- low out her suggestion. - “You'd better take the constable with you, pa,” Morris shouted after him, “or Bob ‘Il be sure to cut his stick when he sees you are after him.” The trip to Bloomfield, howevér, was not made after all. As Mr. Cobb led his rig out of the yard and around to the front door who should he seen driving smartly down the road, pérehed on the seat of Hazen’s express wagon, but Bob Keane, and he looked as independent, too, as a hog on ice. Silas Cobb was so astonished he could only stand and stare open-mouted as his nephew approached. % CHAPTER IX.—In Which Bob Finds Himself In A Grave Fix. - It was with an elastic step that Bob left the Cobb yard that morning, walked up Main street, and took the road to Bloomfield. As he tramped along, his imagination was fired with roseate visions of the future, and he pictured to himself the satisfaction he would take out of being his own boss. “I ought to make a good thing hauling the trunks of the summer boarders to and from Hiland’s this season, and carrying some of the boarders, too. I can fix it with the farmers, who hate to hitch up_a team to go all that distance to fetch a single guest, or perhaps two. They’d much rather Jeave the job to me. I can charge a quarter a head and a quarter for a trunk, and carry a whole lot of packages be- sides, for the Hazen wagon is a geod-sized one, and covered at that. I dare say Uncle Silas will raise Cain at first, and will insist that I turn over all the money I get to him: but he’s going to be disappointed. I’m ready to do the square thing by him—further than that, nixy.” Thus figuring on the future, and building many air castles, Bob reached Bloomfield and directed his steps to the cottage of Widow Hazen, which was onthe suburbs of the town. It was seven o’clock when’Bob knocked on Mrs. Hazen’s door. He announced his mission and*was asked"to walk in. Mrs. Hazen and the little Hazens were at breakfast, and the boy was cordially invited to sit up at the table and partake of the frugal breakfast. Bob politely declined on the score that he was in a hurry, so Mrs. Hazen took him to her barn and showed him the horse, wagon and harness that went with the route. The Bey could judge a horse as well as an experienced dealer, and after a critical survey of the outfit decided that it was worth the money asked. Many persons in the boy’s place would have tried to beat. the,;widow down in her price, and probably would have succeeded, as she needed the money badly, but Bob prided himself on be- square,” and as he honestly believed

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10 ON THE the horse, wagon and good-will of the route was worth more than Mrs. Hazen asked he scorned to resort to the dickering process. The woman looked pleased and apparently re- lieved, for she had expected to have to take possibly $25 off in order to make the sale. “Who is it for?” she asked. “For myself,” replied Bob, in a business-like tone. The woman looked a bit. surprised. “You seem young to run this business,” she said. “How old are you?” : “Sixteen.” . “Well, you look stout and hearty. Maybe you’ll get along.” “Have you a list of Mr. Hazen’s customer. “J have his memorandum book—that has all the names in it—which I’ll let you have.” “Thank you, ma’am. We'll go back to the house now. I want you to make out a bill of sale—my name is Robert Keane—and then Vu pay vou the money.” - Mrs. Hazen made out the bill of sale in proper shape and handed it to Bob. He passed over the sans fifty dollar bills he received from Mr. Fair- child. “Boys like you don’t often have $200 to invest in a business,” the woman said with a smile. She was of an unsuspicious nature, and did not dream of asking the boy where he got so much money. “That’s right, Mrs. Hazen. I only came into _ possession of that money yesterday by a piece of luck,” said Bob, and then he told her how e rescued Fanny Fairchild. “Her father want- ed to give me $500 outright; but I wouldn’t take it. I don’t believe in accepting money under those circumstances. I borrowed those four fifties from him because I saw that the Hazen - = was for sale and I wanted to get hold of > : Bob did not take any special note of the bills, though he noticed that one of them was on the First National-Bank of Albany, and that it had a red cross marked on the back. The deal hav- ing been settled, Bob went back to the barn, hitched up the team and drove out of the yard. He had asked Mrs. Hazen to direct him to a sign painter and she had told him he would find one next to the Times newspaper office on Main street. Bob drove down there and arranged with the paint- er to put his name “Keane” in place of “Hazen” 32” ~~~ on the wagon, and the ‘man promised to have it done when the boy returned from the restaurant -where he was going to get his breakfast. Before Bob left Bloomfield he bought a supply of oats for his ho and for poor, abused Bony as well. Then he started off at a brisk pace for Newtown. On the way back he prepared ~ himself for the expected run-in with his guardian. The prospect was not encouraging, but he in- tended to stand by his gun like a little man. “If Uncle Silas gets too frisky I'll take up * quarters at the Griswold farm. Dan said I could - eome over there any time I wanted to.” Comforted with the reflection that Silas Cobb didn’t cut a great figure in the village, and that _ he could count on the sympathy and encourage- “. ment of the people of h's neighborhood, “Bob chirrupted to his horse end folt as cheerful ‘re- _the future as-if he cwned a farm. He have bepu qz--2 so 2apoy if he had +> . _ of thinking, the temptation for Bob to steal the ul 2 eM | SQUARE known what was awaiting him at his uncele’s home. Morris noticed Bob’s approach almost as soon as his father did. and he yelled to his mother to come out and look. Bob was not much surprised at the sensation his appearance created, but he did not dream of the true reason therefor. He stopped in front of the office and waited for his uncle to come up, for he wanted to have matters settled then and there, so he could tell where he stood. “So you've got back, have you?” said Silas, not able to understand how the boy come to be ~ in possession of the Hazen express wagon when, — according to his point of view, he didn’t have — the money to pay for the outfit. “Yes, sir,” replied Bob cheerfully. “I needn’t ask if you have been to Bloomfield, for I see you have,” said Mr. Cobb, eyeing the horse and wagon askance. ‘3 “Yes, sir! I went over this morning to buy the Hazen Express Route for myself.” “So you’ve bought Hazen’s Express Route, — have you?” replied Mr. Cobb, with a sneer. “P’raps you don’t mind tellin’ me where you got the money to pay for it.” “T have no objection to telling you, sir, I bor- — rowed $200 from Mr. William Fairchild, who is — stopping up at Jordan’s, yesterday morning.” “What’s that?” roared the real estate man, hardly believing his ears. S Bob was so obliging as to repeat his words. “Don’t you believe him, Silas!” shrieked Mrs. — Cobb, shaking her fist in the air. “He bought - that there horse and wagon with the money he stole from Mr. Shaw.” = _ Bob heard Mrs. Cobb’s words in blank aston-— ishment. He thought she must have suddenly — gone. crazy. Mr. Cobb knew that the boy hadnt — used the money in question to buy the Hazen — route because he (Cobb) had it in his pocket at — that moment; but he judged that Bob had per- suaded Widow Hazen to let him have it on credit. — Of course he didn’t believe that Mr. Fairchild had loaned Bob $200. If he had, Mr. Shaw wouldn’t — have lost his $200, because, according to his way — Pn Mat et ee) a i 2 money would not then have existed. Silas Cobb, — however, was shrewd enough to see that he must act just as if he had not gone up to ie chamber at midnight and abstracted that - from the trousers-he supposed belonged to his — nephew. ; <3 “I am sorry, Robert,” he said in a mild, hypo- a critical tone, “to find that you are a very wicked — oy.”. yet “Why, what do you mean?” demanded Bob, amazed at the turn affairs were taking. a “I mean that Mr. Shaw lost $200 last night” while he was asleep, and the evidence points to wey a hs one ae took + ‘ se r. Shaw,” cried out Bob, energeticall you charged me with taking "3200. of — money ?” ; 3 “No, Bob,” replied. the visitor, “I have charged you with the theft, but I am sorry to say that- appearance seems to fasten the 3 = What d b rance, a “What do you mean by appea sir?” — “Well, you left the house very early this 1 ing, which your uncle’s wife says was 80: unusual:for you to do. When I got up that $200 of $500 I had brought with

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New York to pay down on the Chadwick farm was missing. Your cousin Morris says that you wanted $200 very badly to buy out the Hazen _ Express Route. Well, you seem to have bought it. If you can satisfy me that you came honestly - by that horse and wagon I have nothing further to say, and will apologize for having suspected _ you of taking my money ' “I can easily prove. that the $200 I paid this _. morning to Mrs. Hazen rightfully belonged to me,” replied Bob, promptly. - “Do you mean to say that you paid $200 in _ actual money to Widder Hazen this mornin’ for _ that outfit?” gasped Mr. Cobb, who could not understand how such a thing could be, theugh the others could easily understand it. + “T did,” replied Bob, while Mr. Shaw, Mrs. Cobb and Morris looked at Silas in some surprise. Mr. Cobb saw he had made a bad break and “covered it up by telling Bob that he hoped he could prove his words. _ “Sure I can. If you and Mr. Shaw will jump in my wagon I'll drive you up to Mr. Jordan’s, ‘and you can put the matter up to Mr. Fairchild.” “That’s fair enough,” admitted the visitor. “Come along, Mr. Cobb, it is only right the boy _ should have a chance to clear himself as speedily possible.” ~ Mrs. Cobb sniffed contemptuously, and said it was her opinion that Bob Keane was up to some trick, for since it was plain to be seen that he had stolen the money it was utterly impossible _ for him to show that Mr. Fairchild had given it him. However, Bob carried his point and _ drove his mone and the visitor to the Jordan “T want to see Mr. Fairchild,” said -Bob to Mr. ordan, when he reined the team up in front of farmhouse. pad afraid you'll be pon tees ” replied the “Why?” asked Bob. “Because Mr. Fairchild and his daughter left for New York on the eight o’clock train this morning,” was the unexpected reply. s = "Sermons y, _ “Went away this morning!” gaclaimed the boy genuine amazement. “Why, Miss Fanny made : Promise I would call and see her this after- __ “So she told me,” replied Mr. Jordan, “and she lett a note that I was ‘to hand you ‘when you I will get it for you.” Silas Cobb was very much relieved to find that b could not show that Mr. Fairchild had given $200, because-his ability to do so would aber licated matters exceedingly. He made one way or the other, and presently ‘ earien brought out the note-and handed it }Bob. The boy tore it open and read it eagerly. ran as follows: ; “Jordan Bsa June oe 191—. ar Bob Keane: received a telegram ew York early ox morning i ON THE SQUARE li to disappoint ‘you this afternoon, but it cannot -be helped, We expect to be back in a week, and then you and I must make up for lost time. Good- by. I shall never forget, nor will papa, that you saved my life ‘yesterday. Please understand that we are both deeply grateful*to you, and will be as Yours sincerely, “Fanny Fairchild.” When Bob finished reading the note he handed it to Mr. Shaw, who glanced over and returned long as we live. it. “Tt. is evidently not your fault,” we have failed to meet Mr. Fairchild; he said, therefore “that I think you are entitled to the benefit of the doubt.” “Thank you, sir,” answered Bob, gratefully. “You are a gentleman.” There was nothing more to be done at the Jordan farm, so Bob turned around and drove back. On the road he learned all the particulars of the loss of Mr. Shaw’s money. 1, sir, all I can say is that I didn’t take “Wel it,” he said earnestly. “Tt is a curious thing that you should happen to lose the exact amount that I paid for this outfit. look bad for me.” That makes the affair They found Mr. Cobb and Morris eagerly await- Noticing that Bob had lost something of his confident air, the lady imme- diately jumped to the correct conclusion that the mission had been unattended with results. ing their return. “Well,” she exclaimed, with a triumphant air, “you found out that Bob was lyin’ about Mr. Fairchild givin’ him $200, didn’t you?” “No, madam, we did not,” replied the visitor, rather disgusted with the jady’s insistence that Bob was guilty of the theft. Mr. Fairchild had been unexpectedly called to New York -this morning.” “Then I’ll bet Bob knowed about it, that’s why he was so ready to carry you up to the Jordan farm. He knowed Mr. Fairchild warn’t there.” To these unfriendly remarks the gentleman He was beginning to shift his suspicions from Bob to the whole Cobb family. « “Well, Mr. Cobb,” he said, dropping all further reference to his missing money, ,, let us go over made no reply. ‘and look at the Chadwick farm.” “We found that “Hain’t you goin’ to have that boy took up for stealin’ your $200?” asked Mrs. Cobb, in great astonishment. “Not at present, madam,” replied Mr. Shaw, coldly. Both Morris and his stepmother looked their disappointment. Silas Cobb appeared to be rather relieved than otherwise, for to tell the truth, he did not care for an official investigation of "the He hoped that his visitor might let the case, matter go by default. He reéadil accompany Mr. Shaw to the Chadwick farm, and y agreed to as Bony was still standing hitched to the wagon in front of the office the two men got in and drove | Mrs. Cobb returned, to the huff, but Morris remained | outside eyein away. with no kindly expression. He the kitchen in a- was de Bob whether it was safe for him to accuse Bob taking the $200 out of the trousers pocket. He decided that it was too_risky, for he did not doubt but Bob would not ‘only deny the act, but would immediately report his words to Mr. fae ‘

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ee © nothing.” i in Be didn’t pay for nase driers aes oa ON THE SQUARE him. Of course he felt sure that the theft could not be brought home to him, but the bare sus- picion that he was mixed up in the matter would serve to help Bob out of his predicament, and he earnestly ,hoped that Bob would be eventually convicted, as, in his opinion, he deserved to-be. “T s’pose you’re happy now,” he finally said to Bob, with a sneer. “You managed to get the $200 you ‘wanted so bad, and you’ve bought the express route.” “And you think with your stepmother that I stole the $200,” flashed Bob. “Well, you know whether you stole it or not,” replied Morris, pointedly. “T know it was loaned to me by Mr. Fairchild.” “You ought to be able to prove it, then.” “How can I when Mr. Fairchild has returned to New York?”>» : “What did he go to New York for at the very moment you want to see him? Looks funny to me. Just as funny as that Mr. Shaw should lose the exact amount that you wanted to pay for the express route.” “I don’t deny but the whole thing looks queer; but it will come out all right in the end,” said Bob, confidently. “T hope it will,” said Morris, nodding his head. “I hope the person that stole that $200 will get showed up.” “I hope he will, too.” “Well, if he hasn’t a nerve,” thought Morris, as he turned on his heel and was about to re-enter the house, when he stopped and turned around. “What are you going to do with that horse and wagon?” he asked his cousin. “What do you think I bought it for? To look at.it?” “You’ve got to keep it somewhere, provided my father’ll let you keep it.” “I don’t think he’ll have anything to say about it. “ “Why won’t he? - He’s your guardian. If he objects to you having that horse and wagon he can take it away from you and sell it.” “No, he can’t.” “Why not? What’s to prevent him?” . “That horse and wagon practically belongs to “Mr. Fairchild until I have paid him the $200 I owe him.” “That’s all rot: You’re a minor and can’t own The outfit be- Maybe grinned .-“That’s just what I told you. longs to Mr. Fairchild till it’s paid for. it won’t be paid for till I’m twenty-one,” Bob. Not being able to answer that argument, Morris switched back again. “Where are you going to keep your rig?” “Y’d like to keep the horse in our barn. I’m willing to pay your father for the accommoda- tion.” “Maybe he’d let you if you swopped horses with him,” grinned Morris. : : “That would suit me,” said Bob. “T’'ll give him this animal for Bony and a year’s rent of a stall in the barn.” “You would?” “T would.” “I'll tell him what you said; but before any- thing is done about if you'll have to . Shaw’s ve that. it has been panei g: “I expect to be able to prove that in a week.” “How will you?” “Mr. Fairchild will probably return to Jor- dan’s. by that time.” “How do you know he will?” . “Fanny, his daughter, told me so in a note she left at Jordan’s for me explaining the cause of — their sudden departure.” Morris was satisfied in his own mind that Bob was bluffing, just as he was sure that Bob had taken the money which belonged to Mr. Shaw out of his pocket. “You say Mr. Fairchild loaned you $200?” went on Morris. = “Ves. »” A “How long have you known him?” ; “I only met him once, and that was yesterday — morning.” A . “And you had the nerve to ask him for the loan of $200?” “He offered me $500.” “4 “What for?” “Saving his daughter from possible death.” - “And you refused to take $500?” said Morris, incredulously. “Do you expect me to believe that?” : “T don’t care whether you believe is or not,” replied Bob, independently. p “Well, I don’t,” replied Morris, tartly, turning — around and entering the house. CHAPTER XI.—Bob Starts In To Do Business. _ Bob drove to the post-office and took down the “For Sale” notice put up in the interest of Mrs. Hazen. In place of it he tacked up the following — announcement, which he prepared in the store: KEANE’S EXPRESS. “Formerly Hazen’s.” On and after the 16th day of June the under- signed is prepared to undertake the prompt de- livery of all kinds of light cases, trunks, packages, — etc., between Highland and Bloonifield, inclusive — —two trips, morning and afternoon. Also, b special arrangement, to any point within a radius — of six miles of Newtown and five miles of Bloom- field. Charges moderate. Address, Bob Keane, "Newtown Post-office. : 4 3 = Duplicates of the above bill Bob tacked up in " the Blomfield, Darlington and Highland en * offices before night and gaye an order oo Bloomfield printer for 250 circulars which es subsequenty mailed to all the customers of the me late Mr. Hazen and to every farmer within a limits of his route. He carried his first freight 4 that afternoon—a dozen crates of strawberries and four crates of asparagus from the Griswold farm to Highland station enroute to New York a City. At Highland he picked up a full load general merchandise for Bloomfield. He stopped at his home in Newtown to have a talk with hi marie Seon about using the vacant stall next aes : in the barn “T can't make no arrangements with you

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_ fit with Mr. Shaw’s money or not; but you can ' use it to-night if you want to. Maybe the thing _ will be-straightened up to-morrow.” “Where is Mr. Shaw?” _ “He has gone to the hotel. _ takin’ that load you got?” “To Bloomfield.” ta. _ “Well: you can’t expect Mrs. Cobb to save tea for you. At any rate, I reckon she won't do no such thing.” . “ “IT shall have my supper in Bloomfield.” “You'll have to pay a quarter for it.” _ “I expect to.” 4 “It’s a waste of good money. Mrs. Cobb will get you somethin’ to eat now if you’ll give her that quarter. It’s only right it should come to us. Are you. goin’ to turn over to me what you . Where are you “We'll talk about that another time, Uncle ” “IT can look after any money you make better than you can yourself. You don’t want to forget that I’m your guardian, and that if I think it’s best to sell that horse and wagon that you claim own the law will let me do it. The law is y or somethin’ might happen that you wouldn’t Mr. Cobb’s words evidently veiled a threat, the meaning of which Bob could not fail to under- _ stand. His uncle intended to assert his authority, if Bob was found to be the rightful owner of p express route. He intended to demand an ecounting of the business transacted each day, and would expect! the eS. to turn over to him ery ¢ent he collected from his patrons. Of e Bob had no intention of yielding to any arrangement. . - he expected trouble, he decided to consult Shaw on the subject, as that gentleman seem- ‘ed to be friendly toward him. With this idea in vii he stopped at the small hotel and in- ired for him. He learned that he had gone Bloomfield on business. The business that took Shaw to Bloomfield was connected with the idow Hazen. He wanted to inspect the bills the lady had received from Bob. He could 5 tify his own missing bills, therefore if the bills paid by the boy for the express business _ were not the bills in question, then Bob’s story ‘Was true; if, on the contrary, Mr. Shaw recog- d the bills received by Mrs. Hazen, then the had lied and he was guilty of the theft. That is Mr. Shaw’s little plan by which he hoped to erate of: if he failed to get a clue to missing i hen the gentleman reached the Hazen cot- he was disappointed to find that the widow gone to Poughkeepsie that afternoon to visit brother. A young sister of Mrs. Hazen’s was harge of the house. Did you see the money that Mrs. Hazen re- ad the sale of her late husband’s express ” 7 s, sir.” you describe the bills to me?” sir. All I remember is that there were co & ON THE SQUARE 5s 13 bills were $50 ones, and second, that at least = = them was on the Manhattan National ank. “When do you expect Mrs. Hazen back?” he inquired. “The day after to-morrow.” “Did she deposit the money in a savings bank before she went to. Poughkeepsie?” “No, sir; she took the money with her.” “It is a matter of the greatest importance that I should see those bills before she disposes of them. Can you tell me where she is stopping in Poughkeepsie?” The young woman gave her brother’s address. Mr. Shaw thanked her and left. He immediately went to a telegraph office and sent a message to Mrs. Hazen, care of her brother. Bob arrived in Bloomfield before dark and delivered his load of freight. He had done pretty well on his first day, and was delighted with his success. As soon as it became known that the express route was in the hands of a person who would conduct it along business lines he was satisfied he would get all the carrying he could handle. Bob had is supper at a restaurant. While ating he studied over his business plans for the future. “If I’m going to carry out my running schedule as I have arranged it I’ve got to live at Bloom- field. It would only be a waste of time and en- ergy to stay at Uncle Silas Cobb's place. I'd sooner pay My own way and get decent victuals and enough of them.” After supper he hunted up a small room, which he engaged to rent for a week. He paid down $1 for the first week and took possession of it. He also found a place where he could keep his hor and wagon cheap. After an early breakfast at the restaurant he drove to different places in Bloomfield looking for stuff te carry either to Highland or to places in the immediate neighbor- hood. He caught two or three orders for nearby farms, and one for Newtown. After delivering them he found a letter at the post-office from a farmer whose place was a mile outside the village asking him to call. He drove out to the farm and found eight grates of berries and several of vegetables that the farmer wanted delivered to the railroad com- pany at Highland. Bob was glad to take the order, and his price for cartage was quite satis- factory to the shipper, who said he hoped the boy would make the business pay. The boy drove ast the Cobb home without stopping and saw is uncle Silas harnessing up Bony to the wagon. x wonder where he is going?” Bob asked him- self. CHAPTER XII.—Silas Cobb’s Mission. Silas Cobb was going to Bloomfield to call on the Widow Hazen. His errand was to find out if his nephew had really paid her $200 for the express route. He could not understand how the boy could have done this, as the results of Bob’s presumed theft was in his uwn pocket. Still, if it proved to be a fact, it would substantiate hig _ward’s story that he had received $225 from Mr. Fairchild, though it would not, in his mind, re-- the lieve Bob of the guilt of having taxen Mr. Shaw's _ ~

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a < a <a : ui r. = Ss . c Pte ‘she asked, or whether she let him i4 ON THE $200. Silas had received a curtain lecture from his wife the night before for not having insisted that Bob should be arrested and brought before the justice on the charge of stealing their visitor’s money. Mrs. Cobb insisted that as long as the thief was at large, and the bills unrecovered, a certain onus would rest on the family. ~Mr. Shaw might privately think that one of the family, and not Bob, had stolen the money from him. Silas Cobb therefore was in_no pleas- ant humor when he hitched up Bony and started for Bloomfield. When he arrived at the Hazen cottage he of course learned that Mrs. Hazen was in Poughkeepsie. He wanted to know when she would return home, and was told she was expected the next day. Silas Cobb looked at Mrs. Hazen’s sister thoughtfully. : “Do you know anything about the sale of the Hazen Express Route?” he. asked her. “I know my sister sold it to a boy named Robert Keane yesterday morning,” was the reply. “Do you know whether he paid her the $200 have it on eredit ?” “He paidaher the $200.” “Did you see him pay her?” = V¥es- cir.” Evidently Bob’s story was true, then; but it was a puzzler to Mr. Cobb why the boy, with $200 honestly acquired in his pocket, should then deliberately steal another $200 for which he had no immediate use. Silas Cobb’s attitude, taken in connection with the visit of Mr. Shaw the pre- ceding afternoon on a similar errand, somewhat alarmed the young woman. _“Is there anything wrong about that money?” “Why do you ask?” replied Mr. Cobb, who was - not prepared to say whether the money was right or not. “Because you are the second gentleman who has called about the matter.” “The second gentleman!” ejaculated Silas, nerv- ously. *¥es;‘sir.” “Who was the other man?” “He said his name was Mr. Shaw.” . A shock went through the real estate man’s frame. His visitor was evidently investigating eer on the quiet, and he didn’t like to learn that. “What did -he want to know about the matter?” he asked, eagerly. “He wanted me to describe the bills my sister received from the boy: He said it was of the utmost importance that he should know befor? _ she let them out of her hands.” “Did you describe them to him?” asked Mr. Cobb, anxiously. “Not vi well, sir, as I had taken very litt'e notice’ of them. All I could tell him was tliat there were four $50 bills——” “Yes, sir,” said Silas eagerly.. “Four $50, bills. else?” “And that one of them bore the name of the Manhattan National Bank.” “Only one of them?” “J only noticed that one.” _“Then you couldn’t say whether the other three | re also on the same bank?” ~ [ll work it if she has the bills and Mr. Shaw SQUARE “You say Mrs. Hazen is in Poughkeepsie?” “Yes, sir.” ; a ’ “If I went to Poughkeepsie do you think I could see her?” “I will give you.my brother’s address and you could call there. I am sure you would find her.” “Very well; let me have it.” PRs Cobb wrote the direction down in his note- ok, - “Did you, ahem! give her address to this Mr. Shaw?” “Yes, sir. He asked for it.” That was another shock to the real estate man. Mr. Shaw had stolen a march upon him, and he might already have seen the widow Hazen, or be even then on his way te see her. He hastily took his leave of Mrs. Hazen’s sister with the intention .of losing no time in going to Pough- ~ keepsie. He hoped the lady had either banked the money or otherwise disposed of it, for he was more than ever anxious that Bob should not be able to-establish his innocence. If he found — that Mrs. Hazen still had the bills about her, and — had not yet seen Mr. Shaw, he would represent to ~ her how foolish it was to carry so much money around and suggest that she bank it at once in Poughkeepsie. E While he was following out this line of thought some evil spirit whispered a brand-new ae tion into his willing ear. If Mrs. Hazen had the four $50 bills, why couldn’t he, while pretending to examine them, substitute the four $50 bills which he had taken from the boy’s trousers? He knew they were the bills his late visitor had lost, for Mr. Shaw had described them perfectly, while he asserted that he had a record of their num- — bers in his memorandum book. Unless the widow’s bills were new ones, which would block his little game, she would never notice the substitution. Then. he would impress on her the necessity of retaining them in her possession by hinting strongly that the-money was believed to have been stolen by the boy who bought the route and ~ that the bills might have to be shown in court: — It’s a splendid scheme,” said Silas Cobb to himself, rubbing his skinny hands together with great satisfaction. “It’s a splendid scheme, and é hasn’t yet called upon her. It will relieve me of the risk of getting rid of four bills which can be identified, while at the same time it will fasten the gutit on that young rascal.” : It was a contemptible piece of business, though _ worthy of such a man as Silas Cobb. The only excuse for it he could have offered was that he honestly believed Bob h-d stolen the money in the first place and ought to be punished for his” crime, He was simply aiding justice to aecom- plish its rightful mission. <a As Mr. Cobb drove down Main street to New= town, before stopping at his home to inform his wife that he was bound for Poughkeepsie on im- portant business, he thought he would stop at — the hotel ‘and see if he could get a line on Mr. Shaw’s movements that morning. He found that the gentleman had left the hotel after breakfast — without leaving.word as to where he was ae “He’s surely gone to Poughkeepsie to see woman,” gri the real estate man unea “I’m afraid he’ll get there before I will. _In

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% ON. THE : ~ shame to think that that boy may be able to evade fully resolved to lie in wait for the the consequences he so richly deserves.” With this charitable feeling toward his nephew in his heart he drove on. = ‘ CHAPTER XIJI—A Fight To A Finish. | — Bob Keane picked up several mare crates of . berries on his road to Highland, where he turned | his load over to the railroad company for ship- "ment to New York. He then drove around the neighborhood and found that there would be noth- ing in his line until the afternoon. “I s’pose I ought to return empty to Bloomfield in order to follow out my schedule, but I don’t like the idea of doing that. I guess I'll let the schedule slide to-day. I think I’d better run over to Poughkeepsie and see if I can’t drum up some trade among those peoplé who sell goods to the across the river. 1 Silas Cobb drove into Highland. He put his team up at a small stable and ,walked down to the landing. As he was crossing the tracks near the station he came face to face with Bob. * 4s not usually of a very pleasant kind. 80 with Mr. Cobb. He was on the road to Pough- " keepsie with the express purpose of trying to ‘ fasten the ay t of the $200 theft on his nephew, and in so doing he was trying to persuade nim- self that he was performing a duty that he owed to the community. “Let no guilty man escape,” was his motto. He was satisfied Bob was guilty, therefore the boy ought to be exposed and punished. He had * also worked himself up to the fever pitch of Yighteous indignation over Bob’s action in buying out the ex-ress route without first consulting him. The bov clearly proposed to break loose from his e a guiding strings. He had as good as said that q was tired of the way things were going, and Meant to alter them to suit himself. This was - tank rebellion, and Mr. Cobb did not propose to - . stand for it. He had no air to Bob running the route if he handed all his receipts over to * him; but it looked very much as though his nephew had no intention of doing this. The boy thad actually squandered money on a supper, ) breakfast and bed at Bloomfield when he ought ~~ to have come home and paid that money over “7 ~ to him (Cobb). : i Bob had carried a big load of stuff from High- "land Station to Bloomfield, not to speak of the erates of berries which Mr. Cobb had learned that he carried from the Griswold farm to the _ Station; therefore the boy must have a tidy sum ¥ money in his clothes at the present moment ~ he would undoubtedly squander on more TWA Maer UF fe { _~ inners, suppers and breakfasts, as well as beds, ~~ unless his legal guardian stepped in and pre- sacrilege. Mr. Cobb therefore was =—¥ Vented such a res at & I’m hardly started yet" SQUARE 15 boy, after he returned home from Poughkeepsie, and get whatever money Bob had in his pockets away from him. And he proposed to repeat that pro- cess on subsequent occasions if his nephew man- aged to keep out of jail. If Bob still persisted in living away from home, and hid his money, then Mr. Cobb proposed to take the horse and wagon away from him and sell it, as he under- stood he had a perfect right to do. Silas Cobb was thinking of his designs on his nephew at the very moment he ran into him at the station. His face wore a savage look, the very intensity of which startled the boy. The en- counter was a surprise to both, but did not pre- vent Mr. Cobb from grasping Bob by the collar and dragging him into the waiting-room of the station. “Now, you young villain,” exclaimed Mr. Cobb, “T want you to give an account of yourself. Why didn’t you come home last night?” “Because it was more convenient for my busi- ness to stay at Bloomfield,” answered the boy, who then jerked himself out of his uncle’s hands and. retreated to the other side of a small table covered with time-tables, and on which also stood a fair-sized package. “It was, eh?” roared the now thoroughly aroused real estate man. “Well, I want you to understand that I won’t have no such didoes as that. You had to spend somethin’ for a bed and for your supper, as well as for your breakfast this mornin’, didn’t you?” = “I did,” replied Bob, calmly. “A rank waste of good money,” groaned the miserly old man. “You would have saved all that, by comin’ home. How much did it cost you?” “Qne dollar for a room——” “One doilar for a room!” howled Mr. Cobb, dis- mayed at what he considered the extravagant price. “Not for one night, but for a whole week,” re- plied Bob, feeling almost like laughing at the expression on his guardian’s face. “Do you mean to tell me that you hired a room for a week?” “Yes, sir.” » “Then when you return to Bloomfield this afternoon you'll go right back to that place and tell them to refund you the rest of the money, as you don’t intend to stay there no more.” “But I do intend to stay there right along,” an- swered Bob sturdily. “Don’t tell me what you’re goin’ to do, you young rascal. You'll do as I say, d’ye Caden stand? J’m your guardian, and what I say goes.” Beb thought it wise to make no reply to this pe ecb ; “You. brought a loszd of fruit and vegetabl to”town yesterday, and took back a big oad of general stuff; didn’t you?” = BS pe Hg nodded the boy. “You might just as well tell the truth, for know all about what you're doin’,” said Mr. Cobb, nodding his head energetically. “Well, you got paid for your haulin’, didn’t you?” ao : 2 you’ve got the money in your pocket now, haven’t you, less what you saua stomach and a bed?” ¥ odazed. 8. TOR “Yes, sir,” replied Bob, truthfully.

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= home eluate poe es on your other 16 ON THE “How much money have you got now?” Bob pulled out a roll of bills and began to count them. Mr. Cobb’s eyes fairly stuck out of his head as he watched the boy. He seemed to be fairly made of money. He couldn’t wait for Bob to count the money, but gasped out hungrily: “You didn’t get all that money for ‘carryin’ stuff yesterday.” “No, sir.” “Then where did you get it? Have you been robbing some other man, you villain?” “No, sir. I haven’t robbed any one so far that I know of.” : “You stole that two hundred dollars from Mr. Shaw, and I know you did.” “You seem very sure about it.” “I am. You tucked it away in your pants’ pocket after you took it, and-f it hadn’t been Tor. Then Mr. Cobb shut up like a clam, for he suddenly realized he was saying too much. “If it hadn’t been for what, Uncle Silas?” ask- ed the boy, eyeing him strangely. “None of your business. You stole the money, but we haven’t yet been able to prove it agin ou. P’rayxs we will before long,” shaking his ead meaningly. “I never stole a dollar from any one in my life,” asserted Bob, indignantly. “I don’t intend to areue the matter with you here. I want to know now where you got all that monéy.” “Mr. Fairchild made me a present of most of it—twenty-five dollars in fact—to buy a suit of clothes.” “He did?” with a sneer. “Seems to me Mr. Fairchild is uncommonly liberal with his money.” “He offered me five hundred dollars, but I re- fused it.” “You refused five hundred dollars!” gasped his guardian, hardly believing the evidence of his senses. _ “T did. I rendered him.” “You said yesterday that he gave you two hundred dollars and that. you spent it for that express route.” “He loaned me two hundred dollars. It was® only ‘on those terms I would accept the money.” Mr. Cobb looked at Bob as_if he was some new species of the human family. This boy had actually refused - accept $500 as a gift, but had accepted $200 as a loan. It was simply incomprehensible to him. The sight of the roll of bills in Bob’s hand, however, recalled his thoughts to the business in hand. “Hand over that money to me,” he said sharply, reaching across the table with the talon-like fingers in all eagerness to grasp it. » Bob drew back ane returned the bills to his pocket, “I’m going to use a good part of that money to buy a suit of clothes,” es said. “You’re goin’ to do nothin’ of the kind. You don’t want no clothes.” “IT need them, all right. * I’m using my best suit now for every day.” “You won’t use them no Ionger when you get clothes. I don’ t take pay for such a service as - other polars eatanek the boards SQUARE What d’ye think Mrs. Cobb would say if she knowed you was wrastlin’ with boxes and pack- ages and crates with them best clothes of yours?” “T don’t care what she’d say. This suit is none too good for every day.” “Are you goin’ to hand that money over to me, or shall I take it from you?” demanded Silas : Cobb, fiercely, making a move to get around ; the table. ; 3 “I don’t think either will happen,” retorted — Bob, rather defiantly. 4 “You don’t,eh? Then I’ll show, you, rm young villain!” a With that Mr. Cobb, with shee agility, sprang around the table after the boy. Bob had no idea of being caught, so he made a dash to escape around the other end of the table. He would easily have got awav if he hadn’t stumbled. Before he could recover himself his uncle had him by the collar once more. “Let me go, Uncle Silas!” cried Bob, veins up against he side of the table. aoc let you go when I’ve got that money,” replied Mr. Cobb in a tense tone, trving to get his disengaged hand into the boy’s pocket. Bob was alarmed for the thirty-odd dollars — he possessed, for he knew if his guardian once got — his fingers on it he might as well say good-by to — it. While he was quite willing to concede his — uncle’s legal right to take care of his money, he did not care to let him enjoy that right if he — could prevent it. It might be law for his =a guardian to take his property, but under the cir- cumstances it would not be justice. So he put — up a mighty game fight in its defence. He did not intend to go back and live at Mr. Cobb’s home, because from past experience he knew ~ only too well what kind of treatment he might expect to receive there. a Ever since he came under the Cobb roof-tree 3 he had been half-fed and half-clothed, in oe of the fact that he was heir to $10,000. programme would be continued in the event at a he yielded to his uncle’s demands, but he didn’t — intend to yield. To maintain himself in inde- — pendence he needed money. If.Mr. Cobb deprived - him of that he would be helpless. Therefore he — fought tooth and nail to prevent him from do- ing so. Silas Cobb was equally determined to have his" own way. The sight of so much money in his of, nephew’s hands had roused his cupidity to the — boiling-point. He would have it if he half-choked — the boy in order to get it. Mr. Cobb was not a very powerful man, as he was small and spare =. in stature; but when his passions were aroused, — as on. the present occasion, he was a dangerous — opponent for a boy like Bob. The boy’s back was against the table, and in his _ desperate efforts to release himself he had doubled © himself up under it. When Mr. Cobb bent down to get at his pocket, Bob tried to squirm out of his grasp, and when he discovered that he couldn’t do that he tried to rise up, whereupon his uncle gave him a violent shove, which resulted in fortunate consequences—the table tipped oN and everything upon it slip off on the fic This so far as the time-tables were con ceri amounted to nothing; but the package, which been standing on the a eNO was a horse |

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| ON THE split open and spread the fractured parts of an elegant table lamp for several feet around. At _ that moment the- owner of the package appeared on the scene. He saw the ruin of his property and fairly gasped with rage. He was a big man, too, and - gonsequently presented a formidable appearance. Rushing forward, he seized Mr. Cobb, who had let go of Bob, by the arms and shook him violent- ly, as a terrier might a rat. _ “What do you mean by upsetting that table and breaking my lamp?” he demanded furiously _ of the real estate man. *J_I——” gasped the frightened Silas. _~ “Pay me for it at once, or Pll hand you over to an officer. Pay me twenty dollars instantly or to jail you go.” 3 ? : Bob took advantage of the situation to make good his escape. : CHAPTER XIV.—Caught In His Own Trap. A number of people were attracted to the li ting-room of the station by the racket. The of the broken lamp was so mad that he had v little mercy on the hapless real estate man. He started to drag him to the station door when several of the newcomers interfered, saying that it was a shame for a big man like him to _ intimidate a small person like Mr. Cobb, who - looked pale and frightened. “But look at my lamp!” exclaimed the irate man. “A twenty dollar lamp gone to blazes, and all this man’s fault.” _ “No, no!” whined Silas Cobb. fault. It was the boy’s.” “What boy?” asked several. “There’s no boy here.” _ “He ran away after pushing the table over.” - You mean after you pushed him against the "sid wled the man whose lamp had been . “Are you going to pay for that lamp or are you not?” he cried threateningly. - Silas would sooner have risked a beating than have parted with.dne of his darling dollars. “ See- - ing an opening in the small crowd, he made a sudden break for the door. eee. “Stop him!” roared the man, starting in pur- “It wasn’t my & od No one; however, made any attempt to stop r. Cobb, who flew for the ferryboat, which was the point of putting out. He succeeded in ching her just in time to get aboard, while the > man was shut out. Shaking with fear, he e his way to the other end of the boat, and 2 he remained until the boat reached the ay side of the river and glided into her slip, m he went ashore and walked up the street, ch relieved to know that he had shaken off his ‘midable antagonist. He consulted his note- - for the address of the house where Mrs. en was stopping, and then asked a police- he met to direct him to the street. The - pointed out a street car and told him to at and ask the conductor to let him off nearest corner of the street mentioned. at se fo the letter. as he SQUARE 17. was a very careful man, and in a short time he was ringing the bell at the address given him. It happened that at the time Mr.:Cobb came up the steps Mrs. Hazen was engaged with an- other visitor—namely, Mr. Kenwick Shaw. Mr. Shaw had come over on the boat ahead of the real estate man; consequently he reached .Mrs. Hazen’s brother’s abode half an hour ahead of Mr. Cobb. He explained his mission to the widow, and as she still had the bills in her pos- session that she received from Bob Keane, she got them for Mr. Shaw to look at. He saw at once, and to his credit we will say, much to his satisfaction, that the four fifties were not the bills he, had lost. One of them was on the Man- hattan National, of New York; the others on dif- ferent banks of other cities—the most noticeable - being the First National of Albany on account of the red cross on its back. The widow had watched the examination of the bills with some anxiety. . “Is there anything the matter with this money, sir?” she asked nervously. “No, madam, the bills are perfectly good. The fact of the matter is that four fifty-dollar bills were stolen from me, and the boy who paid this money to you was accused of the theft. I came here to see if I could identify those bills as the ones I lost. Though I really can’t afford to lose two hundred dollars, still I am bound to say that I am glad those are not my bills, for I have taken a liking to young Keane, and I would not like to discover that he really was the thief. He says he got the bills he gave you from a rich gentleman named Fairbanks, to whom he ren- dered a signal service, and it seems evident that he told the truth.” .» “TI remember he told me that he saved the life of the gentleman’s daughter,” said Mrs. Hazen. - “That’s quite true, madam. He is a brave lad and an enterprising one, too. I am very much obliged to you for ra kindness in permitting me to look at these bills,” he said, handing them back to her. “I will now take my leave.” As he rose to go he happened to glance out of the window, and to his great astonishment he saw Silas Cobb walking up the steps fro the front door. ; _ “What has brought him here?” Mr. Shaw asked himself. “It must be that he, too, has come to get aslook at these bills. If he expects to crimi- nate his nephew with them he'll be greatly mis- taken. Madam,” he said, turning to. the widow, who was about to answer the ring, “if I mistake » not this visitor has come on the same errand as myself. As he is the boy’s uncle, and not favor- ably disposed to him, I should like to be present at your interview with him, but without his . knowledge.” _ The widow hesitated, but finally pointed to the tapestry curtains which separated the little par- lor from the room beyond. “You may stand behind those, sir. I trust I am doing right in permitting you to do this.” “You may place every confidence in me, aa said Mr. Shaw (hurrying to conceal him- self). : : A moment or two later thé widow ushered Silas : Cobb into the parlor. =a 4 oF pe name is Cobb, ma’am—Silas Cobb. of News

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it = 7 ol ie = a : ocritically; “but _-Howsver 1 dare say the gentlem : — cs ~ “So,” muttered the gentleman behind the cur- tains, _ the thief himself, and is now trying to fix the - 18 The widow bowed and asked her visitor to be seated. “T have ¢alled in relation to the sale of your late husband’s express business to my nephew, Robert Keane. You see, ma’am, the night be- fore you sold the horse and wagon to him a visit- or I had stoppin’ at my house was robbed of four fifty-dollar bills. He slept in the same room with the boy, and Mrs. Cobb and me is afeard that our nephew took the money out of his clothes, for it can’t be found nowhere about the room. It is a very suspicious circumstance, ma’am, that next mornin’ the boy goes to you and buys your husband’s business for the identical sum that the gentleman lost.” The widow acknowledge that the circumstances ~ looked suspicious. “What is the name of the gentleman who lost the-money ?” “His name, ma’am, is Kenwick Shaw. He ain’t -been here, has he, to look at the bills?” This was- somewhat of an embarrassing ques- tion for the widow to answer under the circum- stances, and in order to avoid answering it she pretended to see something out of the window. When she returned to her chair Mr. Cobb did not repeat the question, much to her ‘relief, tak- ing it for granted that Mr. Shaw had not yet showed up. “I hope your nephew didn’t steal the money,” she said, with apparent concern. “I’m afraid, ma’am, that he did,” said Mr. Cobb, with a solemn look. “It is very sad to think that a boy of his, I might almost say, tender years should be guilty of such a wicked deed. Mrs. Cobb and me have brought him up with the best of care; but it ain’t our fault if he has turned out bad. He is a most ungrateful boy, and I reck- on ingratitude is the worse sin on the calendar. pei you got them bills the boy paid you, Mrs. Hazen ? “Yes, sir. Do you wish to examine them?” “Yes, ma’am; I shall look upon it as a favor _ if you will let me see them.” The widow produced them from her pocket- #] suppose you have examined these bills care- fully, ma’am,; and know what banks they’re on?” asked the wily old miser, as he adjusted his » glasses upon his nose. “No, -sir; I only looked at the figures.” * “Hum!” ejaculated Mr. Cobb, spreading out the bills on his knee. “Would you mind raising that \ blind a bit, ma’am?” -- Mrs. Hazen complied with his sedges, and the aetls her back was turned the artful old rascal ‘substituted the four stolen fifties for the e widow had received from Bob. He made the change in a pretty slick manner, but as the --eoncealed Mr. Shaw was looking directly at him when he did it he saw the whole thing. “it is just_as I suspected. Mr. Cobb was guilt on his ward. The contemptible rascal! It -is mighty lucky for both Bob and myself that I ed to anticipate Mr. Cobb’s visit here.” - “Well, ma’am, I can’t say positively that these are the "identical bills that Re Shaw lost,” said ° believe they are.- himself will ON THE SQUARE > be over here shortly and will be able to identify them- perfectly. In the interest of justice, ma’am, you must hold them for the present. If my nephew should be arrested, as J consider prob- able, these bills will have to ha produced in court.” “But I wish to change one of these bills to-day. I want to use the money,” she said. “You must not do it, ma’am. It might enable my nephew to escape his just deserts.” “You seem anxious to have the boy punished,” said the widow, in an indignant tone. “I should think that, as his uncle, you. would rather wish to screen him.” “Justice must be done, ma’am, though the heavens fall,” said Mr. Cobb, sanctimoniously. “Well, sir, I must say that Robert Keane does not look like a thief. I think you may find that you are wrongfully suspecting him.” “T think not, ma’am. The evidence all points to’ him. It.will be conclusive if them bills he paid you are the same ones that Mr. Shaw lost.” “T hope the really guilty person: will be dis-— covered,” said Mrs. Hazen. “I hope so, ma’am, with all my heart,” coin- cided Silas Cobb. “You shall have your wish, Mr. Cobb,” said Mr. Shaw, stepping from behind the curtains. accuse you of the theft of my two hundred oe lars, and I think I shall have no difficulty in bringing the matter home to you.” CHAPTER XV.—Under Mr. Shaw’s Thumb. To say that Silas Cobb was fairly paralyzed — “{; y. + ae = 1% to be arrested for conspiracy in attempting to fasten the crime of theft upon an innocent lad. However, | shall have you arrested for i my two hundred dollars, and I think that wil *, answer just as well.” “What—what!” gasped Silas Cobb, turning white and trembling in every limb. “Have me ar- = ‘rested for stealin’ your money?” : 7 £ ma “Most decidedly.” “You’re crazy!” = ~* “Am 1?” smiled Mr. Shaw, sardonically. “Mrs. Hazen, will you please look at those bills you hold in your hand and tell me if they are the 0?” e sub- same ones you showed me a little while The widow, who had no susnicion of stitution so cleverly accomplished by Mr. Cobb | — while her back was ounee obeyed Mr. Shaw’s re-

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re, § ~ andum book from his pocket, “I ON THE one of them had a cross in red ink on it. I don’t understand——_” , “Of course you don’t understand, madam, be- cause you didn’t see the bit of sleight-of-hand that this man performed when you went to raise the blind at his request. He substituted four other bills for the four you received from Bob Keane, and the four he substituted are the four that were stolen from me in his house.” “Tt’s a lie,” whined Mr. Cobb. “Ts it? Mrs. Hazen, I want you to witness the fact that I identify the four bills that you now hold as the four that belong to me and to make the identification complete,” taking his memor- ill read off the running numbers on each of those bills.” - ° Whereupon he read the numbers, at the same time requesting the widow to note if the numbers he read corresponded with those on the bills, and she admitted that they did in each particular. “Now, Mr. Cobb, you will please produce the - four bills that Mrs. Hazen showed you when you “3 ase is. asked her to let you examine the bills that your hew paid her for the express route.” : as Cobb, though driven hard and fast into a corner, did not want to comply. “Tf you don’t do as I say I will send for a policeman and place you ander immediate ar- ” Mr. Cobb then brought forth the bills, and Mrs. Hazen identified them as the ones she had re- ceived from Bob Keane. “Now, Mr. Cobb,” said Mr. Shaw, “what have you to say for yourself?” aa “J didn’t steal your money,” he said in quaver- ing tones. “I took them bills of yours from my nephew’s pockets on the night you was robbed.” “That’s a very pretty story, indeed,” replied Mr. Shaw, incredulously. “Do you think a jury would believe that. in the face of-the circum- stantial evidence against you? Not on your life.” “But it is the truth!” cried Mr. Cobb, so earn- estly that his accuser decided to ask him to ex- plain his side of the case, : f Then Mr. Cobb, with many protestations of his innocence, told his story as the reader knows it. Mr. Shaw listened to it patiently and felt that the man might be telling the truth. = : “You say you took those bills from Bob Keane’s trousers?” he asked. “I did.” “How do you know that those trousers belonged to your nephew? Might they not have been your son’s trousers? The boys were ‘sleeping to- gether and their clothes were not far apart.” Silas Cobb was not a little startled at this sug- eestion. Such a contingency had not occurred to him before. <a “My son wouldn’t steal vour money,” he replied doggedly. “How do you know he wouldn’t?” asked Mr. Shaw shortly. “Are you willing to go into court and swear that those trousers you handled were your nephew’s ?” Mr. Cobb hemmed and hawed, and finally ad- mitted that he couldn’t swear to that fact. - “Your son is the guilty one, you can take my word for it. I saw him looking at me when I! Was counting the money, while Bob Keane seemed to be asleep. It seems plain to me just how the — son stole my money -and put it SQUARE 19 in his trousers, intending to hide it in the morn- ing. After he fell asleep you came upstairs, as you have described, went to the boys’ bed, picked up the wrong trousers, found the money you sup- posed Bob had received from Mr. Fairchild, and carried it away with you. On the strength of that you have believed your nephew guilty. Why didn’t you tell me all this in the morning; then this trouble would have been avoided. 0, you thought you saw the chance to keep my $200 Ae ged by throwing suspicion .on your nephew. ut the most contemptible part of all is your act of calling here on Mrs. Hazen for the purpose of changing the bills, so that when I saw them later I would naturally identify them as the ones I lost. Fortunately, I was ahead of you, and your miserable scheme has reacted upon yourself.” Silas polh ee overwhelmed by the situation he now found himself in. He looked as mean as he felt, and had nothing to say in his own de- fense. “Now look here, Mr, Cobb, I’m going to have a talk with Bob Keane. It’s my opinion he’s not over-anxious to have you continue as his guar- dian—certainly, after your present conduct, I think you are an unfit person to have charge of his property. If I find he is really disposed to cut loose from you, I am going to help him do so.” “You can’t do nothin’,” snarled the real estate man. “I’m his guardian accordin’ to law, and I’m goin’ to remain so.” “Now just listen to reason a moment, Mr. Cobb. All Bob will have to do is to petition the Probate Court to remove you as his guardian and appoint another. He can make his own selection, and if the court approves of the person he will be a pointed in your place. I have no doubt but Mr. Fairchild, being grateful to the boy for saving his daughter, will accept’ the trust, and he is evidently a proper person, you will have to ad- mit.” Mr. Cobb remained silent and dejected. He was no fool, and easily perceived the force of Mr. Shaw’s remarks. But it was a terrible blow to him to contemplate giving up the profits he was earning out of the boy. He wanted to fight against it tooth and nail, but Mr.Shaw had him where the hair was short, and could expose him to the contempt of the community in which he lived if he opposed the plan. “What are you goin’ to do about your $200?” he asked sulkily. : “That depends on yourself. If yout make no further trouble for Bob I'll agree to let the whole matter drop just where it is. I have my money back. Tl let you make your commission on the farm, which I have about decided to buy, and no one outside of Bob, Mrs."Hazen and myself will be any wiser as to your conduct in this matter, Is that a bargain?” Much against his will, Silas Cobb agreea to the condition. ¢ “For fear you might change your mind I’m going to have all these bills fully identified before a notary, and I shall also take a sworn statement of the eireumstances from Mrs. Hazen. I guess that will hold you down pretty tight. 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20 left the house a sadder and wiser man than he entered it. He proceeded straight to the ferry. and boarded a boat for Highland. . CHAPTER XVI.—The Success of An Honest Boy. Bob Keane reached Poughkeepsie on the boat ahead of Silas Cobb,.and immediately started to look up the few customers who had occasionally patronized the late Mr. Hazen’s country express. The boy interviewed them all, and impressed them with his business-like ways and progres- sive ideas. He received enough encouragement to feel satisfied that his trip across the river had not been wasted. The ferryboat was on the point of leaving her slip for Highland when Bob rushed on board. In his eagerness to reath the front of the boat he began pushing his way through the crowd at the entrance to the men’s cabin. It sometimes happens that “the more haste, the less speed.” It was so in the present case. In his hurry Bob didn’t notice that somebody had laid - a small, heavy, japanned box on the deck. His ‘foot caught on it and he stumbled headlong jagainst a small, spare old maid whose back was toward him. “T beg your pardon,” began Bob, as he picked himself up.- “I didn’t——” Then he stopped short aghast, for he was face to face with the one man of all others he least desired to meet at that moment—his guardian, Silas Cobb. “You young rascal!” exclaimed his miserly rei- ative. “You did that on purpose. You want to kill me, you little villain!” ~He looked so aggressive and sour that Bob thought it was the part of wisdom to get out of his way. As he drew back Silas made a grab at him, with some purpose in his mind. The boy, believing his uncle intended to get back at him _for the trouble in the station waiting-room, turn- --ed as quick as a flash and darted back the same way he had come. Silas Cobb, cane ypraised, followed in full chase. The boat had already started out of the slip, but Bob, measuring the -_. intervening ‘space with his eyes, took a flying leap and landed safely with both feet on the + dock. Mr. Cobb stood behind the iron guard rail and shook his cane at the boy as the boat re- _ceded from the dock; but Bob didn’t mind that exhibition for a cent now that his guardian could- n’t reach him. The boy hung around the neigh- borhood until the boat returned from Highland, when he boarded her and in due time reached the other side of the river. Before he landed he cast a wary eye around, thinking his uncle might be on the watch for him. u He saw no sign of him and hurried ashore. He went to the place where he had left his horse and gaged him to take a load of furniture to a house _. on the suburbs of Bloomfield. The employees of the establishment loaded the stuff on his wagon _ in the most approved fashion that would econo- - * mize space, and thén Bob started for his destina- tion in good spirits. Before he had gone very far he was overtaken by Mr. Shaw, who was driving a rig which he had hired in Newtown. The gentleman told Bob that the stolen money 4° + ON THE SQUARE drove to the store, the owner of which had en- * matter had been fully cleared up, that he had Rot his $200 back, but he would enter into no expla- nation just then. He made*an engagement with the boy to call on him at the hotel in Newtown that evening, when he said he would make every- thing clear to him. After Bob had had his sup- per he walked in to Newtown to keep his en- | gagement. “Now, Bob,” said Mr. Shaw, “do you wish to remain under Mr. Cobb’s control?” “No, sir,” replied the boy. emphatically. “He threatened to-day to take my horse and wagon away from me and sell it unless I gave him every , cent I took in.” z “Then I will assist you in the matter of a new guardian. When do you expect to see Mr. Fair- child ?” : “I expect he and his daughter will return te | Jordan’s in a week.” “Then we will let the. thing stand until we can speak to him about it. I am sure he will take a great interest in your future welfare.” Four days later Mr. Fairchild and Fanny-eame back to the farmhouse, and the girl weleomed Bob like a brother, and as the truest of friends. Bob introduced Mr. Shaw to Mr. Fairchild, and ~ then the lad’s future was fully discussed, with the result that at the next session of the Probate Court Silas Cobb’ was removed and Mr. William Fairchild appointed Bob’s guardian, a change that the boy relished greatly. Keane’s Express Route acquired an enviable reputation and became a — very profitable business under Bob’s skilful man- agement, so much so indeed that he had to put - a second wagon on before the summer was over, which wagon was driven by Dan Griswold, whe preferred that work to farming. Bob purchased Bony from Cobb, fed him up and made a new horse out of him, and we have no doubt but the = animal felt an equine gratitude to the boy as a long as he lived. , a 2 During the ensuing winter Bob arranged with — Dan to carry on the route for him, for one wagon could attend to all the carrying during cold — weather. Bob himself went to New York and attended school there. He lived at the Fairchild home near Central Park until late in the spring, when the increasing business of his express route called him back to Ulster County. That summer Fanny spent altogether at Jordan’s, so as to be near the boy she had learned to think a great deal of. This is Bob’s third season with his ex- - press, and he is doing finer than ever, havi : quite a comfortable bank account in Bloomfield. He is eighteen years old, and a fine, handsome young man. Fanny is proud to be seen in his company, and thinks there is not another boy in ; the world who can hold a candle to him. Un é she should change her mind in the near future it seems pretty certain that Bob will eventually handle a_ big share of the Fairchild money through Fanny. Next week’s issue will contain “AFTER A Ae or, THE PLUCKIEST BOY IN THE ~ yf? ens There was fire in the eye of the crusty old — millionaire. “So you want to marry my daughter? ~ And may I ask, young man, whether you have phy yeosnedis ve re — excellent eee ein = Ww. are vy prospects marry- ing your daughter.” _ a ‘=

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY a CURRENT NEWS CATCHING TROUT IN HATS pounds. Some of the large hail stones were meas- — 3 The Fraser River, British Columbia, is alive ured and they ranged from 15 to 18 inches in with oolichans or candle fish, and the Dolly Var- circumference. ~ den trout are coming to the surface in such quan- After the large hail ceased falling a heavy tities that the fishermen can catch them in their rain and hail storm followed, the like of which hats from the sides of their boats. old timers said they had never seen before. Many These trout feed on the oolichans, and when Mexicans believed the world was coming to an _ they are full come to the surface and float there end, and scores of them were found in their . for a while, going with the current instead of homes crying and praying. against it as is their custom. Oolichans are so full of oil that the trout be- ew vee come very fat after the small fish arrive in the ST. JOHN DRY DOCK TO HAVE WORLD’S be; ‘Tiver. LARGEST CAISSONS © The North of Ireland Shipbuilding Company IMMENSE HAIL FALLS has just completed at Londonderry, Ireland, one A phenomenon occurred when chunks of ice, of the two largest caissons in the world. This ighing from one pound to one-and-one-half they have built for the St. John Dry Dock and nds fell for a period of twenty-five minutes, Shipbuilding Company, whose masonry dry dock, ith not the slightest sign of rain and the sun 1,150 feet long, 140 feet wide at the entrance, and ning most of the time. The large hail stones with a depth of water over the sill of 42 feet, ie ell from a large cloud that passed over the city, was recently opened and in full operation. The it had traversed some distance before the new caisson has six completed docks. When the began to fall, showing that they had come a_ other caisson is completed two ships 600 feet long at distance. One of the stones weighed two can be accommodated. BOYS, READ THIS Bas DO YOU KNOW THERE’S A DANDY DETECTIVE-STORY PUB- = LICATION ON THE NEWSSTANDS EVERY es TWO WEEKS, ENTITLED ie BS “MYSTERY MAGAZINE?” , ~ It contains 64 pages of good solid reading matter — the kind of stories that ey ‘grip you like a vise and hold your eyes on the type from the beginning to the end of each yarn. No. 158 is out! Why don’t you get a copy and read “THE MYSTERY AT ROARING WATERS” By HARRY . ADLER “It’s a corker! Then a new two-part serial by JOE BURKE begins, called “BEATING THE BURGLAR ALARM” The short stories are “THE RENT IN THE WARP,” “THE UNWEL- f COME LESSON,” “THE GIRL IN THE CASE,” “THE INEVITABLE,” : THE BREATH OF SUSPICION,” “THE MUTILATED CLUE.” h she will tell you, from mentite your. writing, all you wish Sto know “*3 yourself, and she doesn’t charge a cent. _ Besides all this, there’s no end of interesting short articles, such as “Dap- + Don Facing Prison,” “An Automatic Burglar Gun,” “Pink Candle Thieves,” B Pra from ace Prison Pal” ae “A French Crime Museum.” i

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‘ 2 Glink / vk eA NS ie tes 22 Rob and the Reporters — Or, — Hustling for War News by Wireless By ‘GASTON GARNE (A Serial Story.) CHAPTER V.—(Continued). At five o’clock next morning a messenger put in an appearance and handed Rob two sealed ackets so prepared that they could easily be idden on his person, also a pass for himself and attendant through the British lines. An hour latex the Isabel sailed. The passage to Rotterdam was quickly per- formed and without mishap. And now Rob could not but congratulate him- self upon Walter’s companionship, for the young Bostonian spoke both French and German suffi- ciently well to make himself understood, as did Edith, while our hero knew only his mother tongue. ‘They went to a hotel and found no difficulty in engaging rooms. Next morning Rob and Walter started out to look up an automobile, and purchased a second- hand car in good condition at what seemed under the circumstances a reasonable B se “Tt seems as if everything had been made sin- gularly easy for us,” declared Edith, when they returned and told her, but Rob looked rather grave when he replied that he feared their trou- bles were yet to come. * “We are liable to have the car taken from us the moment we cross the Belgian frontier,” he said; “the man we bought it of gave us no en- couragement that it would be otherwise. There is worse still.” ° “Bless me!” cried Edith, “what now? Out with the worst, Rob.” “It seems that there are two towns called Durelle in Belgium; the one just over the fron- tier is not the one in which the sanitarium where your mother is staying ‘is located.” “Are tyou sure?” “The auto man was positive. He says he has been in both, and knows Doctor Papineau, the proprietor, personally. I’m afraid there can be no mistake.” “And where is the other Durelle?” Away beyond Brussels in the very region where the fighting is now going on.” Edith turned pale. “My poor mother!” she exclaimed. “Then there is no telling what may have happened to her?” “l’m afraid it’s se,” replied Rob. “I hated to tell you. We shall have to pass directly through the danger zone.” “And we can’t go to Brussels by train?” “Qh, no! No civilians are allowed on the few "trains which are running. It will be impossible.” I am taking you boys out of ‘your way “And eping you from your work,” FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY _ ee sighed Editha » “There you are wrong,” replied Rob. “You — know I told you that my orders were to open one of those packets when I reached Rotterdam. I did so last night and found a letter addressed to myself, giving me the location of General Tay- lor’s corps. We shall have to pass through the ~ very section in which the right Durelle is located — in order to get there.” “And when do we start?” j ’ “It is up to you, Edith. We are ready at any time.” “What in the world shall we do if we lost the car, Rob?” : “The best we can. Personally I advise you to - remain in Rotterdam or to return on the yacht to London.” i ‘Do you really mean it?” “T really mean it. I consider the risk alto- gether too great.” “So do I,” added Walter, gravely. “If you were a sister of mine I should positively forbid The - “Perhaps your sister wouldn’t mind you, — then!” flashed Edith. “I’m going—that’s al] there is to it, boys. I’m ready to start whenever you say the word.” <a With this, she went into her own room and shut the door. a “By Jove! I admire her spunk,” said Walter, “I told you how it would bé,” replied Rob. — “Edith is not one of the kind to be turned from — her purpose on account of danger.” a. “She certainly is one fine girl,” assented Wal- ter, looking Rob squarely in the eyes. “You think so, too?” - = Rob reddened as he replied: “Indeed, I do.” wa “Say, old man, I’m going to ask yeu a personal question. Answer or not,*as you please,”.Walter — said. we “Well?” = aE “Do you. love her? ‘ There are times when I have thought so.” i Rob hesitated. ; =F “Oh, you needn’t answer if you don’t want to. It’s none :f my business, of course.” Ss “It isn’t that,” replied Rob. “I have become very much attached to Edith, I will admit, but I don’t know that it means that I actually love her. Where would be the use in allowing myself to fall in love? I am only a poor reporter; she is a wealthy heiress, according to Mr. Torrence, and I have no doubt he told the youth. Besides, itis only a matter of a few days, under any cir- cumstances, when we shall part, probably never to meet again” : “Well, that’s so,” assented Walter; “all the same, you have dodged the question” P ae was wrong. Rob had spoken precisely as he elt. He had certainly grown very fond of Edith, but~ he was not willing to admit even to himself that he was in love. poe The boys talked it over, and it was decided-to” start at*four in the afternoon and cross the Be —

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DOCTORS’ PAY IN OLD DAYS "Bird cages and tin pans in exchange for medi- - eal treatment in the early days in Kansas seems - to have been one method used by physicians in collecting their bills. In some old records in the - Probate Court vaults an account was found filled by a former prominent doctor of McPherson, en long deceased. The account was for medi- cal treatment from Dec. 26, 1837, to Jan. 1, 1838, for which a charge of $4 had been made: The - following notation was made on the bills: “Credit - by 1 bird cage, .90; credit by 1 tin pan, .25; eredit by another tin pan, .15; credit by 1 hook, 05. Total $1.35. Balance-due, $2.65.” '. NEWEST GUNS SHOOT 12,000 FEET a UPWARD Aviators will do well to fly high and higher the better in the next war, if any comes, if they want to escape Uncle Sam’s newest arm, a 50- calibre machine gun firing 500 shots a minute, with a horizontal range of 27,000 feet and a per- pendicular range of from 9,000 to 12,000 feet. At the 62d Coast Artillery anti-aircraft demon- ‘trations at Fort Totten, x. J., it was shown the air is going to be untenable for bombing planes up to 10,000 feet, and dangerous up to 30,000 Five planes flew over from Mitchell Field at an altitude of more than 10,000 feet, yet, according #o those in charge of the demonstration, they were marks for the newest gun. Another gun demonstration at Fort Totten re- mtly was a 3-incH weapon on a mobile mount, ing fifteen shots a minute, effective up to 21,- 000 feet, and with a 360-degree traverse, allow- ing the gunner to follow his target in any di- rection. 300,000 PHOTOGRAPHS PER MINUTE _ Photographs at the rate of 300,000 a minute— ~ thirty-one aes as fast as those reeled off by the slow-miotion picture camera—are being made at \oeburyness under British Government au- mices. The camera used in these lightning napshots weighs two tons and is bein used by ‘ordnance experts to examine the behavior of ells and armor plate. It has shown clearly, also, what happens to a ball when struck by a club-head. The ball is ssed flat on one side during the 1-1200th part second that the driver is in contact with its ly hard rubber ball, teed up and sn shot at by a wooden plug projectile, ac- red some curious shapes before returning to-the simple life of a stationary sphere. en the projectile hit it, the ball was pressed 6 the shape of a half moon. Flying through air, it gtpmeded in the fever ions of am —— looked like an 3 ing as plate, a d in ' oi direction until it had ippearance of a coin stuck on a wall. Then jounded and e again a sphere. =. acl 166 West 23d Street | FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY BB = GOOD READING CROWS ARE STILL ALIVE Abe Roe and three other Weir_men, who re- cently became enthusiastic members of an organ- ization for the protection of wild life, plan to use reverse dynamite the next time they arrang> for wholesale slaughter of the despised crow. Cherokee County pays a bounty of 3 cents for every crow head. Near Weir there is a grove which is used as a rookery for crows. It is said that millions of crows obtain their lodging there nightly. Inspired by the idea of their organization. Roe, a grocer in private life, and his three associates, decided to kill the entire flock of crows in one great massacre. All day last Sunday they worked “mining” the grove with sticks of dyrz- mite. The sticks were tied on to tree limbs to the number of eighty-seven. Electric wires were run in a wonderful maze and a battery was put in position. After darkness had arrived the four returned to the edge of the grove to touch off the dynamite. The crows were making much noise. The switch was thrown. There was a tremend- ous explosion. Bright and early the next morning Roe and his. associates trucked out to” the grove prepared to gather up the dead and haul the heads to Co- lumbus.. Under the trees they found two dead crows. Dynamite explodes downward. The crows in the tree limbs above were as safe as if they had been in Arkansas. “Mystery Magazine” SEMI-MONTHLY 10 CENTS A- COPY —— LATEST ISSUES —— 152 WEAPONS OF HATE, by Eric Howard. 158 IN RESERVE, by Frank Blighton. 154 THE HOUSE ON THE ROCKS, by Jack:« Bechdolt The following and future numbers of this magazine Price 15 Cents 155 LAUGHING DEATH'S TRAIL, by Nels LeRoy Jor- gensen. 156 THE MEDICINE DROPPER. by G. P. Wilson 157 A QUESTION OF KICK, by Eugene Jones. THE MYSTERY AT ROARING WATERS By HARRY ADLER Out Today in No. 158 HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher, Inc. , 166 West 23d Street New York City “Moving Picture Stories” A Weekly Magazine Devoted to Photoplays and Players PRICE EIGHT CENTS PER COPY Each number contains Three Stories of the Best Films on the Screen—Elegart Half-tone Scenes from the s —Interesting Articles About Prominent People in 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 THE AUTO TRANSFORMER An iron core transformer in which the entire winding serves as the primary, while taps taken off a portion of the same winding enable a cer- tain portion to act as the secondary. THE RADIO IN YUKON Radio dances have. become one of the most popular forms of entertainment in the Yukon during the last winter, says “The Popular Science Monthly”. : Residents of Dawson and many small -settle- ments along the Yukon River have tripped. the light fantastic to broadeast music played by the best orchestras in the United States. ROME RADIO STATION With the installation of a wireless receiving set in the apartment of Pope Pius, and the es- tablishment of a broadcasting station in Rome for Italian amateurs, the Vatican soon will be able to listen-in on programs from practically all centres in Europe. The set in the Pope’s apartment is not yet in: full operation, but when it is his Holiness will be able to obtain recreation by listening to con- certs and political speeches. The broadcasting station opened in the Palazzo Alfieri is the first of its kind in Italy. It will broadcast concerts, news happenings: and speeches. RECOGNIZED RADIO SINGER’S VOICE The voice of his brother missing for five years was heard over the radio recently by William Martin, a farmer of Lakeville, near Rochester. As the result, Martin, who was unable to identify the broadcasting station, has started a search. Martin, with a group of friends, was: listening to a concert when he exclaimed that his brother was singing. He lost the station a few seconds later and effort to pick it up failed. Martin said his brother, George, ran away from their home in Cattaraugus County five years ago -when. the father opposed his ambitions to study music. ~ A MERCURY VARIABLE CONDENSER z There has appeared on the market a variable ~~ eondenser which makes use of liquid mercury > under pressure. The application of greater or Jess pressure causes the mercury to spread more “oy less over the mica dielectric and to produce greater or less capacity effect. The mercury is entirely enclosed, eliminating all possibility of dust and dirt, and, therefore, leakage and _ noises. _ It is claimed that this new condenser will stand ' more than 5000 volts, so that it can be used for _ low-power transmission as well as for receiving. - Beeause of the simple construction, the price is ‘quite moderate. FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY INTERESTING RADIO NEWS AND HINTS —) - THE SUPERDYNE RECEIVER Like most of the recent advances in broadcast receivers, the principal feature of the superdyne is its special radio frequency amplifying circuit. Both the input and output circuits of the first tube are carefully tuned to the incoming wave, which is an arrangement that is bound to give remarkable results. The possibility of oscillations has been eliminated by the ingenious device of a : reversed tickler coil. The tickler gives the tube > negative regeneration, which discourages its tendency to oscillate instead of aiding it, as the | usual tickler does. In tuning in on a station both the grid ‘circuit and the plate circuit are tuned by variable condensers. If the set clicks and breaks into oscillation, it can be immediately stopped by a turn of the tickler or stabilizer dial. It may be necessary to turn the stabilizer at right 4 angles to the grid circuit coil in order to pick up a station. As soon as the set starts to oscillate it should be tuned down immediately. Then, after both grid and plate circuits are tuned to reson- ance with the incoming signal the coupling be- : tween the stabilizer and the grid ‘coil can be reduced until the volume of signal is as great as desired or until the set is just below the point 3 of breaking into oscillation. Complicated as all this may sound, the set can be operated with but little practice. It will not only tune sharply, hae it will bring in distant stations with <i volume. “ATTIC FACTORIES <= One phase of radio as to which there has been __ much speculation is what proportion of the more . than 2,000,000 radio sets in use in the United States today are home-made, and what propo~ — tion are factory made. Manufacturers of parts sold to home builders contend that about 80 per cent. of the receipt from sales of radio apparatus by dealers have been from radio parts, and 20 — : per cent. from complete sets. The “complete set” business has taken a spurt lately. ; 3 The writer who, out of curiosity, had been look- = ing up the matter of complete sets, as compared with parts, found in addition to the fact that — iS. the great majority of sets used today are home made, that a-very large proportion of the com- plete sets are made, not in manufacturing plants, — but by what might be-called "attic manufactur-_ ers. There are throughout the country several thou- sand so-called “radio engineers,” who are mak- ing sets. One man connected with one of the large automotive houses has made 17 sets. of the well-known reflex type. He was so success- ful in making his own first set and so enthusiastic about results he got with it that he actually © wished on himself the job of making sets for his friends. If his friends had to pay for this man’s labor it would have been nearly as ex- pensive as to buy a set in the first place, but even then they would not have had the se! which he supplied which each set he made. is so interested in his friends’ sets, as wel =

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st ads Pee noe Se PO Ry Ree ee ' ceed FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY his own, that he looks after any little difficulties which arise and keeps them in shape. As a mat- ter of fact this man installed and set up the sets for nothing except the fun of the game. A man connected with the advertising staff of a nationally known magazine made a set for himself and it worked. He made another for his father and it worked. Now he is making a couple more for people who have heard these. A man in Astoria, L. I., is making his seventh set. There are actually thousands of such cases. Then there is another type of “attic manu- facturer.” For instance in Union Hill, N. J., a man who ran a garage found he could earn more money making up radio sets and selling them than he could with his garage. So he hired a manager to run the garage business and pro- to make four or five sets a week for his friends. It is no small part which “attic manufactur- ers” are playing in the development of the radio industry. ABOUT NEUTRODYNES" When building a neutrodyne set the angle at which the neutroformers are set is 54.7 degrees. To neutralize it tune in at as loud a signal as ible. Howls will undoubtedly accompany it, they will be eliminated as the set is bal- anced. Then take the second radio frequency amplifier tube out of the socket and place a piece of paper over one of the filament tips on the base. If the set is equipped with a rheostat for each tube, then all that is necessary is to turn out the filament of the first tube. If the other method is used, replace the second radio frequency am- plifier tube in the socket. Only the plate, grid “and one filament tip will make contact in the socket, because the other filament tip is covered with paper. Then adjust the second neutrodon until the signal disappears or reaches minimum intensity. Fix the neutrodon permanently in the position. Then remove the paper from the fila- ment tip and light the filament, placing the tube im operation. The first radio frequency tube is then removed from the socket and paper is placed on one filament tip and the tube replaced in the socket. Then adjust the first neutrodon until the signal is at miniumum intensity. The first tube can then be put in operation and the set should function ae igi If the set is eorrectly balanced no squeals or howls will be heard throughout the tuning range of the set. TRANSFORMER CONNECTIONS There is a right and a wrong way of doing anything and this truth is perhaps more evident in radio than in any other art. A wrong diagram may be followed minutely, yet the set of one fan who followed the diagram will work like a charm while that on another fan will work poor- ly, if at all. The two sets may be connected in what seems to be exactly the same way, but the results obtained from one are entirely dif- ferent from those obtained with the other. The secret to this paradox lies in certain little con- nections which, while they look the same, are Teally quite diff ; Take the windings of an audio frequency trans- former. In most cases the terminals of frans- 25 | formers are marked P. G. B. and F. but in other cases only two letters appear for the four ter- minals. In such cases a letter P is placed be- tween two terminals and the letter S is placed between the other two terminals. The P refers to the terminals of the primary coil, while the letter S refers to the terminals of the secondary coils. In some other trans- formers besides the letter P and SE two terminals are marked 1, while the others two terminals are marked 2. Now there is a right and wrong way to con- nect these terminals into their respective cir- cuits, and if they are not connected properly poor reception often accompanied by distortion will be the result. If your transformers are marked P. B. G, and F, you cannot go wrong on making the connec- tions. The P should be*connected with the plate side and the B with the B battery side of the plate cireuit of the preceding tube, while the G should be connected with the grid side and the F with the filament or C battery side of the grid circuit of the succeeding tube. . If, however, your transformer is marked P and S, you will have to see what is what before making your connections. : There are two leads from each coil of the transformer. One lead is from the beginning of the windine. this end being nearest the core. The other lead is from the end of the winding and is the end of the winding farthest from the core. The primary winding and leads are marked P, while the secondary winding and leads are mark- ed S. The beginning of the primary winding is marked 1 and B, while the end of the winding is marked 2 and P. The beginning of the secondary* winding is marked 7 and F, while the end of the secondary winding is marked 2 and G Now, regardless of what the terminals are marked, it is always a good idea to look at the coils of the transformer.and see where the leads from the terminals originate. In practically all cases you will find that you will get the best results if the beginning of the primary windin (1,B)_ is connected with the B battery side o the circuit the end of the primary winding (2,P) is connected with the plate side of the circuit; the. beginning, (1,F) of the secondary coil “is connected with the filament or C battery side of the grid circuit and the end of the winding (2,G) is eae with the grid side of the grid cir- cuit. c You must be especially careful of transformer connections when experimenting with reflex cir- cuits, since in such cases the circuit will not work properly unless the transformers are prop- erly connected: In such cases the principles out- lined above do not always hold and the best connections are often féund only by trial. The windings can be changed around and reversed until best results are obtained. Care in such details and experimenting along these lines will often reveal the reasons why a receiver that should work like a charm does not and also explain why little changes which do not seem very important will often make the differ- ence between good and poor results.

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96. Fame and Fortune Weekly ———e NEW YORK, JUNE 6, 1924 TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS ee HOW TO SEND MONEY — At our risk send P. O. Money Order, Check or Registered Letter; remittances im any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps the same as casi. When sending sliver wrap the Coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting : the envelope. rite your name and address plainly. ~is Address letters to HARRY E. WOLFF, ) Harry EB. Wolff, Pres. Publisher, Inc., foe BE. Nylander, Sec. 166 W..23d St., N. Y.J L. &. Wilzin, Treas. ITEMS OF INTEREST CITY HIRES A RAT CATCHER Rats are so numerous in Natchez, Miss., that the Wom.zn’s Advisory Board of the City Council _has arranged to bring a professional rat catcher to rid it of the pests. All civic bodies and the merchants of the city will be asked to join in the - campaign under his direction, and it will be car- vied out on an extensive scale. Thousands of ae Se) age of property damage has been done by the __- MERCURY INHABITED? == EXPERT The planet Mercury may be inhabited, accord- ing to Professor Bigouran, astronomer, who saw its passage between the sun and the earth. “The heat and light on Mercury are seven times more intense than on the earth,” he said, “but the atmosphere surrounding the planet is so - compact that their effects may be less violent. _ Furthermore, Mercury, like the moon, always = shows us the same side, and the existence of life upon it is highly possible.” MAY BE, SAYS aid THE WORLD’S GOLD "—-Years ago when we first began discussing the financial problems we followed the tables of one Adolph Sotbeer, a Viennese statistician, who said there was “$6,000,000,000 in gold in the world; that all the gold that ever had been in the world is conserved and still in use; that $4,000,000,000 is in coin and in circulation, -and $2,000,000,000 ornaments. ‘The report of the United States Treasury for pril 25 says that there was on that date in the $3,706,038,318.55. This would imply, if there had been no increase, that we have pretty ‘nearly all the gold in the world. Of course, there s been an increase since Sotbeer’s estimates. ‘United States, South Africa, Australia, an So Sie rly been continuously ms ll the same w: early FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY mandment cont dd. pourin of the world uncounted ni pave meany AD. == a FLYING BOAT GOES 15,000 MILES WITHOUT OVERHAUL 22 The United States Navy flying boat PN-7 re- turned to Philadelphia. May 7, after a 15,000- mile cruise with the fleet and over the old Span- ish Main. Her two 650-horse-power Wright en- gines carried her over the entire cruise without repairs and without overhaul, which naval off- cers state is an unusual aeronautical record. She — was piloted by Lieutenant A. P. Snody. Seveie The PN-7 left Philadelphia early in January — and joined the fleet in the maneuvers off Culebra. During that period she was the flying flagship of —__ Vice Admiral Newton A. McCully and Rear Ad- ; miral Montgomery M. Taylor. After this duty — with the fleet she went on a mapping expedition over the Windward and Leeward Islands. Lieu- tenant Snody also took the Governor General of the British West. Indies on an inspection over the Dominion, covering what otherwise would _ have been a ten-day journey by boat in between __ three and four hours. , a " Ne <a “4 ie LAUGHS 24 “Oh, John, dear, don’t you hear?” said Mrs. “How delightfully the baby crows!” — Humph!” said Kidby, “I’d crow myself _ = Kidby. “Crows? if I were boss of the house.” Pastor—It would surprise you to know how much counterfeit money we receive in the con- tribution boxes in the course of a year. Thought-— less Friend—I suppose so, How do you manage — to work it all off? “ae Edward—Isn’t Dick going off in his writing? Forrest—I hadn’t noticed it. Edward—it seems to me he has lost that exquisite delicacy of touch he used to have. Forest (ruefully)—by Jove! You wouldn’t think so if you had seen him work me for ten this morning. £2 A washerwoman applied for help to a-gentle- man, who gave her a note to the manager of a certain club. It read as follows: “Dear Mr. X—This woman wants washing.” Very shortly — the answer came back: “Dear Sir—I dare say she does, but I don’t fancy the job.” = Mr. Tightfist—And so you are the noble fello who rescued my wife from in front of the trie car at the risk of your life? Take this sh ing, my heroic man, as an expression of our dying regard. Mr. Raggs—All right, know better’n I do what the woman’s worth! — ~ rad had ; lessons to an infants’ class on the Ten mandments. In order to test their memo asked. “Can any little child give me zx A teacher in an elementary school

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é = GERMAN HEADMAN A SUICIDE. _ Executioner Schwiess, who had cut off the heads of 123 criminals, killed himself with a re- - yolver, making the second public executioner to - commit suicide in Breslau within three months. Schweiss was 74 years old and had retired on a _ small pension, having executed his last victim in - Cologne late in 1923. His pension was too smal] to support him and a few days ago he told friends that he would ably exhibit the ax with which he had ended 3 lives and deliver a lecture on his experiences to augment his income. He was apparently in good health and up to the last boasted that his _ method of killing prisoners was really an inade- quate punishment for the crimes they had com- mi aka _ Executioner Spathe,. who shot himself three _ months ago, was remorseful and died surrounded _ by forty-eight candles he had lighted for pris- -_oners he hadibeheaded. © , JUNKMEN CAN’T BUY RAGS. ‘The wave of economy which is spreading over the country is hard on the junkmen, Isadore . Smith, head of a wholesale junk company, at Hutchinson, Kan., complained. “We used*to ship out a carfof-rags once a week,” he said. “Now we ean hardlt get them at all. People aren’t selling rags any more. Theyre holding on to them and : cing things of them. _ On the other hand this same wave of economy is sending a flood of old iron-to the junk yards. ' The junk buyers say farmers are scouring their yards and sheds, gathering up all ‘the old metal nd selling it for junk, to realize every possible dollar. “The farmers need the money. Stuff that has accumulated for years on the farms is now coming to the junkpile,” said the junk man, _ During the past month one concern in Hutchin- : ‘has shipped out twenty-six cars of old iron.

UNAFRAID PIONEER WOMEN ‘One of the pioneer women of what is now Finney County, Kan., was Mrs. McVey, whose husband had a stock ranch on Pawnee Creek. Soldiers who were moving some Indians from Dakota or Nebraska to Oklahoma camped on the creek not far from the’ McVey ranch. Mrs. Mc- Vey had a spring milk-house and made a great deal of butter. She was careful to keep her spring-house neat and clean, She had not heard of the Indians being camped near them. About a dozen of those Indians showed up at her door and by making signs got her to under- stand that they wanted a drink. She little dreamed that they were Indians, but thought the were a bunch of Mexicans: who could’ not English, so got them a cup and pointed to the spring-house. One can easily guess what a doz- en wild Indians would do to a woman’s milk and butter in a spring-house. She soon surmised that everything was not going on all right and went down to the spring-house. She grabbed a club and made those Indians vamoose in a hurry. _While she was yet cleaning up the place a sol- dier rode up and asked her if she had seen any Indian's. This gave her a fright, because she had heard how the Indians would massacre and scalp. Imagine her astonishment when she heard that the men whom she had scattered with a club were themselves wild Indians. CHINESE FIRST TO USE NEEDLE OF STEEL ee The American spooled thread indu is founded on experiments made by ‘the wile of Samuel Slater, who in 1793 introduced Ark- wright’s spinning or cotton gin at Pawtucket, K. | tS rs. Slater twisted cotton yarns in an ordi- nary spinning wheel and made a two-ply thread. This industry still has to go back to , ined the mother country of linen, for the sewing cotton used in every American home. It is made almost exclusively of imported long staple Egyptian cotton. The licese and coarser sizes, for crocheting and industrial purposes, are made of domestic cotton. The first material used by women for binding was made from the long roots of plants or leather thongs, says the De- troit News. Woman's earliest needle was like an awl and was not,pierced at the head. The earliest needles were made of bone, stone or bronze. In the Stone Age needles began to have eyes, this kind being - Chin: was the first to use needles of x i is: strument, traveling westward, reached pray 8 was and pros- under Queen FE) TP See

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WOODPECKERS HOLD UP TRAIN Mayor Henry Weibrecht of Strong City, who is an engineer for the Santa Fe on a passenger train on the Superior branch, says his train was held up recently between Superior and Strong City as the result of a pair of home loving woodpeckers. The woodpeckers had bffilt their nest in a telegraph pole along the Santa Fe’s right of way and a spark from a passing train entéred the hole in the pole and set fire to the birds’ nest. The pole was burned and fell across the tracks, carrying the wires with it. The pas- senger train was flagged by a signal man and held up while trainmen removed the wires and fallen pole from the tracks. per ihaky PREHISTORIC ANIMAL FOUND IN PER- FECT PRESERVATION A few years ago a party of Russian explorers dug into an ice bank on the Beresovka River, in _ Siberia, and there unearthed the remains of an extinct animal in a remarkable state of preserva- tion, says the Detroit News. The skin was so perfect that it was easily removed. Some of the E _~ hair measured 30 inches. The stubb) tail was intact. Analysis of the stomach contents showed grass and fiowers of the same a that grow in “hes ortheastern Siberia to-day. cientists say the _ beast died in August because they found in its masticated flowers that _gtomach several partly bloom only at that time. . ANCIENT SWINDLING GAME STILL FINDS ai VICTIMS Ignoring his plea that he was the deceived, not the deceiver, a jury before County Judge Humph- -. rey in Queens, N: Y., found John Kucharik of - 1406 Avenue A, Manhattan, guilty of grand lar- og Kucharik was charged by Frank Kamarik of nhasset with having worked a well-worn but seemingly still reliable swindling game upon him, with the resultant loss of his savings of eleven years, nearly $1,500. S According to Kamarik’s story, Kucharik in- -_ troduced him to another man, George Smoll, and oS. - _ the three went to Great Neck on the theory that - Smoll might buy Kamarik’s house there. They = met another man, who invited them, to act as trustee in the repayment of $100,000 worth of debts his father had left in the vicinity before he went to the gold fields and became wealthy. They ~ were, of course, to deposit sumis wrapped in hand- - Smoll and Kamarik did so. - When Kamarik broke open the box a few days later it contained, of course, only newspapers. PLANT THAT EATS ANIMALS ©. o American botanists tell of an “animal- plant which they discovered in the de 7 ; FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY ae ITEMS OF INTEREST kerchiefs in the box containing the $100,000. | suggests that it is a “missing link” between the plant and animal kingdom. .The stems consist of — “flesh” around a “bone” covered by wrinkled. skin. They say that the muscular force of its ghastly fronds and long creepers is enormous. The scientists report they saw several small ani- — mals such as squirrels and rabbits caught by the — plant. When the animals were captured the life — was squeezed out of them and they were lifted by the fronds to a big opening toward the top of the main stem which serves as the stomach of the — plant, says the Detroit News. = _ Carnivorous, or, as they are sometimes called, — “insect-eating” plans are by no means rare. They exist by. the consumption of insects and = animals and specimens such as the “pitcher _ plant” “eat” flies. Such plants are found all over the tropics, always in bogs and marshes. a ————S::..———— LOOK, BOYS! | — TRAPEZEE | -_ The Acrobatic Wonder/Toy | _ ALMOST HUMAN IN ITS > ACTIONS! i pad _ It consists of a handsome parallel — iron frame on which the little yellow — ‘soe: accurately performs like an ath- | ete. : as Five Different Stunts — é THE FLYING TRAPEZE — Release trigger-pin and the figure swings for- | ward, gripping the brass trapeze-bar, turns a somersault in the air and catches : a cross-bar by his heels. a, THROUGH THE LOOP—A swift swing and | makes a | as "4 he goes through a wire loop, 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. = = He performs two more horizontal-bar | acts with the grace and agility of a cir- | cus star, and many new ones can be in-— Bes vented. * a The Most Wonderful Toy in the World! PRICE $1.50 ae 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 a ae

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY —— LATEST ISSUES — 933 Always Lucky; or, Winning on His Merits. 934 Out for a Corner; or, A Smart Chicago Boy. 935 The Winning Trick; or, How a Boy Made His Mark. 936 The Young Editor; or, Running a Country News- Tr: 987 A Big Stroke; or, The Lad Who Made a Record. 938 In the Copper Fields; or, The Mine That Made the Money. 939 From a Cent to Fortune; or, A Chicago Boy’s Great Scoop. 40 A Start in Life; or, A Poor Boy's Rise to Fame. A ide-Awake Boy; or, Born With a Winning Streak. 942 wes a Money; or, How Ben Bailey Made is Mark. 943 Digging for Gold; or, The Luck of a Boy Miner. 944 A Boy with Grit; or, Earning an Honest Living. "45 Andy the Mill Boy; or, Rising to the Li 3 946 Fame Before the Footlights; or, The Boy Who Rossed the Theatre. 947 Lucky Lee the Office Boy; or, The Nerviest Lad in New York 948 Sure to Get Rich; or, A Smart Young Messenger. Pushing It Through; or. 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