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ENT | < , Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1819, by FRANK’ TOUSEY, én the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. &. d Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., as Second Class Matter. Ry hate FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 18 Rose Sraurr. N. Y. PRICE Vol. I { ss are } September 20, 1879. Subscription Price $2.50 per year, { 5 CENTS, } No. 163, Young Harkaway and the Pirates. SSS = SS ——— oy aS | Ye i Ae ES \\ th Hit Knives were drawn, and the pirates moved lo their destined victims. ‘‘ Back!” shouted the doctor, waving hishand. And they instinctively stopped at the word, CHAPTER I. same contemptuous tone, “we are equal now; bined with skilful treatment, could possibly bring : THE CHIN so look to yourself.” him through. itech apenas ye Young Jack made no reply. They had a doctor on board, who was an “Now, boy,” said Hunston to young Jack,| He simply acknowledged the speech by a/American, and a man of some imowledge and when once they were fairly on deck, “ your} haughty inclination of the head, and Hunston | experience. : father saved my life off Cuba; I have saved | walked off to get his hurts, which were few and there was a fair chance for everybody. yours. trifling, attended to. The doctor looked hard at the two boys when _ Young Jack smiled bitterly. Presently several of the.crew came and helped | they were imough down. to the cockpit, and it Hunston had saved his life at last, it is true, | young Jack to take his companion, poor Harry | was evident thai their presence there excited his but it was to his treachery that they owed their inde , below, where the wounded pirates | curosity. SB ae _ disastrous defeat and the terrible massacre of | were being cared for. _. “Do you belong to this ship?” he asked, as he the boat's crew. The unfortunate orphan boy had got some ugly |'set methodically to work to see to Harry Gird-. ““You see, boy,” continued Hunston, in the’ cuts in the skirmish, and only great care, com- | wood’s wounds.
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“. YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. Te = a te The “Yes. “Not exactly, doctor,” he replied. ‘Do we look like it?” Re The doctor frowned. “Don’t let your tongue run away with your discretion, my young friend,” he said: ‘if you don’t care to be taken for one of the crew, keep your sentiments to yourself.” Young Jack bit his lip. 3 “The horrid old vagabond,” he said to himself; “he ought to be ashamed to beseen here. I sup- ' pose his job is to murder the prisoners by slow torture when the Chinese and the Lascars can’t invent anything sufficiently horrible,” And he turned on his heel, and strode haught- ily up the cabin. Turning around, he saw the doctor was looking steadfastly at him. ; And then he beckoned him to approach. Jack felt half inclined to take no notice of it, but there was a commanding look about the American doctor which the boy instinctively felt bound to obey. ; “ Come here.” ' Jaek marched up with a sort of defiant air. ‘Well, sir?? ‘“A word to the wise, my lad,” said‘ the doctor, in a low but impressive voice. , “You cannot improve your position here by any brag or bold bearing; indeed, it is very like- ly to put an end to your captivity in a very sum- mary manner, so unless you wish to walk the lank speedily, or have your head battered in, cep ag civil a tongue in your head as possible,” oung Jack hung his head, abashed at this. ““Do you hear?” «Yes, sir.” : “Then Pay attention,” said the doctor, ‘‘and Jearn that what I tell oe is for your own good, and not for the sake of saying anything sharp or disagreeable.” Young Jack did not know what reply to make to this strange speech. So he simply nodded his head and walked up pirate?” asked young Jack, in surprise. the cabin. “He's a strange man,” thought young Jack. es re called Harry Girdwood, faintly: “c eS, ? “Come to him at once,” said the doctor, per- emptorily. ‘‘ Hold his hand. He’s faint. Stand quite still.” And then while young Jack stood holding the Ee sufferer’s hand, the doctor finished dressing is wounds, handling him all the while as tender- ly as. a fond mother might. . ‘ Harry Girdwood strove might and main to stifle his groans; but do what he would, a mur- mur of anguish escaped from time to time., ‘“ Keep up awhile, my. oer boy,” said the doc- tor, encouragingly. ‘ You'll be easy presently. I shall get over it as quickly as possible.” The patient gave him a grateful look. “Thanks, doctor.” ‘Hush, don’t fatigue yourself with speaking,” Young Jack was getting more and more puz- zled now. ; Was the doctor really a humane man, and yet the associate of thieves and murderers of the a) Sat and vilest possible description? 0. So young Jack Harkaway sagely come to this conclusion: . ; “He wants to lead us into a frank avowal of our feelings,” he said to himself, “in order to betra, U8; but I must put poor Harry on his guard.” , By this time, Harry Girdwood’s wounds being dressed, he was allowed to rest, and then being thoroughly exhausted, he sank back on his pillow into @ gentle slumber. As soon ashe had watched his companion so far cared for, young Jack made for the compan- ‘ion ladder, and was just running up to see what was going forward on deck, when the doctor i) 5 him. a : ere are you going? “On deck.” Sah ie “What for?” ‘“ To'look about.” ** Are you mad?” “*T think not.” a you know what you are likely to’ meet cae Where?” “On deck.” a“ md “* Death.” “Death!” Yes, young gentleman, death. That makes you start.’ But nothing is more likely. The _ men youare among now are the vilest and most i aa A you will find. One man walked the plank but yesterday.” ‘ 2 Ors “Was he a Frenchman?” asked young Jack, quickly. ote Yes, ” c ‘‘T thought so, and called Monsieur Potiron?”’ “Yes,” replied the doctor, in evident surprise. “Then you know——” ‘*T know all about him. We picked him up.” “ You 3? “ Yes—our ship.” “ Good Heaven! you don’t say so.” “Yes, sir.” “Well—well, I am glad he is saved, at all events. Poor Potiron!” “*You knew him well.” “ Yes,” is va he a prisoner on board this ship?” ‘Yes. “Then I am glad his story was so far true, at all events.” “Was it doubted?” “Tn some measure by our officers, for he couldn’t help pulling’ the long bow at times.” The doctor pated: “*T know.” ‘*He tried it on here then,” said young Jack. ‘Of course, it was in the fellow’s blood. He couldno more help bragging and exaggerating, than a crow oni help cawing. But he was not to say a coward, after all.” / ** Indeed.” * “No. When his time came, and he was driven over the ship’s side into the water, he showed a bold front.’ 4 Rone | will excuse a question, doctor?’ said ack. “Certainly—but I don’t promise in advance to answer it.” “Of course.” ce Go on. ” “How came you amongst these men—doctor to a pirate ship.” “Can’t you guess?” “Why, no.” “Well, you might, my young friend, and yet be less quick-witted than I perceive you to be. Flow came you and your unfortunate com- panion here?’ ‘““We were surprised by treachery, and made prisoners.” ; “ And so was I——” ““Tndeed, doctor; I thought that they always put their prisoners to death.” “Such is the case,” returned the doctor, ‘in most instances; but not always immediately—or you would not be here.” “There is a reason for my escape which I will explain to you later on.” “ And .for mine, too; Iwas seized amidst a scene of such slaughter and such horrible car- nage as I never yet witnessed before—as please God I hope never to witness again. “Twas dragged on board tho junk, and fell across a whole mob of wounded, writhing about the deck. “Our ship had been fought gallantly, and the slaughter of the pirates before we were beaten was something frightful. “One poor wretch was writhing on deck at my feet, and crying aloud with the agony of his wounds. “With me it is naturally a double instinct to succor the wounded: firstly, as a Christian, and secondly, asa medical man, So I looked to him ~ressed and comforted his hurts——” ‘Then told them my profession, and I was saved, while many a poor prisoner was plunder- ed and thrown to the sharks.” ‘* And how long have you been a prisoner here, doctor?” asked young Jack. , “Nearly a year.” “So long?” * Alas! yes,” Can you escape } “T would risk my life to if there were half a chance.” B : Just then, Harry Girdwood moved and groan- ed, and the doctor motioned young Jack to si- Jence. “ Our talking disturbs him,” he said, in a whis- r; ‘‘we must be careful, for unless he gets per- ect quiet for the present, I will not answer for the poor boy’s life.” CHAPTER II. LIFE ON THE PIRATE JUNK. PRESENTLY the doctor dozed beside his patient. His hands had been full of work and he was overcome by fatigue. Young Jack sat by watching him, when a great scuffling and noise on deck attracted hi attention. ‘ Q) “T wonder what's going on there?’ thought he, : The noise continued, and young Jack er sis inclined ‘to go up on deck and see for himsel: Harry Girdwood, meanwhile, slept peacefully on. The doctor slept. } RE : Young Jack arose to stretch his legs, and every | time that he moved up the cabin, he drew nearer to the companion-ladder; and presently, he mounted a tg i: ‘ Be Then Jack forgot all about the doctor’s warn- ing, and he stepped on to the deck. ee 28 A great deal of bustle and confusion was going forward there. pais 3 Some of the erew were busily engaged in swabbing the deck, to remove the unpleasant re- mains of the late fray. ~ By the traces of blood about, he could see, plainly enough, that the battle had been fierce and fatal to the pirates, who had almost been deprived of the pleasure of a retaliation. o thoroughly were they taken by surprise, that the American ship, under Captain Disher’s able management, had given them the hottest work that they had ever Inown. The wounded were still being eee away, The slain outright were dragged off without’ the faintest show of ceremony, and swung over into the sea. f It was, indeed, thanks to this and. similar noises, that young Jack contrived, for the pres- ent, to pass unobserved. ~The boy looked about him in every direction, but there was no sign of the Vessel Which he had unfortunately quitted on that forlorn hope. ie for what? lor ; si Alack! he had had his bélly-full of glory by this time. He was no coward—far from it—yet he had learnt to feel sorry that he had ever quitted his mother’s side upon that unlucky day. \ He thought of her pale face and anxious looks, and he recalled her fond injunctions that he would keep out of danger. He reviewed his own conduct in creeping off into the thick of the fight, and he felt inclined to take an exceedingly harsh view of it. “Was it true bravery after all?’ he asked himself, that had prompted him. : Was not his bravery rather foolhardiness? ‘“Yes; decidedly yes,” was his bitter reply to this mental questioning. Moving about, alezg the deck, he came pre- sently across a teléscope, and raising it to his, eye, he quickly adjusted the focus, and swept the horizon. ; ; Nothing in sight. Yet, stay. : There appeared one sail, many—many miles distant. So far, indeed, that it appeared but the very tiniest speck. tie And this, he felt sure, must be the ship which his father and mother were in. He fixed it through the glass, and gazed long ' and steadfastly through it. f And as he looked, the speck grew smaller and smaller, until it faded utterly out of view. i It was gone. And with its final disappearance, his heart sank low, indeed; and the poor boy heaved a piteous sigh of despair, as he let the glass slowly down. Es * * % x * A hand was placed upon his shoulder, _ “ Well!” He started. f Then he turned his head, and found himse close to an Hnglishman who was quite familiar to him. ‘““ Well,Master Jack Harkaway,” said the man, “so you are here in the toils after all?” Young Jack recognized him then. “Emmerson!” + “You know me?’ “ Yes,” ; “Sharp boy,” said Emmerson, coolly, for it was indeed he. ‘‘Don’t look so scared. Are you frightened?” ack answered, quickly: ‘ Frightened | hat of? You? quite!” Protean Bob laughed satirically at this. “ Bravo! Jack. You haven’tlost the family brag, I perceive.” ; Jack reddened to the roots of his hair. . ‘* Brag should be your name!” he said. ~ No—not “Cheeky enough,” said Emmerson, turning away. ‘“Vmafraid, my fair youth, you're short lived—too smart to live long.” So saying, he walked up the deck, leaving - his | young Jack to his own reflections. “_ The presence of Robert Hmmerson was the | \
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most puzzling thing that had happenened to yaiFrom the cockpit, I mean,” explained young ; him. — ; What could it mean? Savy It was difficult to hazard even a guess; he was anxious to find out how Emmerson got on board the pirate ship. f wo! But a still greater surprise was in store for young Jack before he quitted the deck. His attention was called toa dispute that was going on aft, so he went off at a run to see what . ‘the matter was, ohiep as though a fight was going on upon eck: - “Tm in it!” eried young Jack, in something j like glee. He could never keep clear of anything of this sort. : He shared his father’s fondness for excitement, ’ ' and so strong was the instinct within him that - he never thought how foolish it was to flourish about the deck of the pirate ship while the -. wounded from the late action were scarcely vet ; eared for, but burst into the thick of the melee. ; _ Wonders upon wonders here awaited him. Avhuge fellow was knocking the seamen about like skittles. ; A mammoth man, brawny and bearded. A man that young Jack knew by sight almost as well as his own father. ’ Who, asks the reader, could he meet now? Who but Toro? The hot-tempered Italian was.quarrelling with the Lascars, or the Celestials, as the Chinese call themselves. On the present occasion, a slight dispute had arisen between them upon the question of pre- cedence. High words were exchanged between them. From high words to blows is but aslight step ‘amongst such lawless ruffians as these, so that when young Jack arrived upon the scene, they hay in the middle of a most undignified scram- ble. . Toro’s huge bulk, however, served him quite grandly at this precise amusement. He had only to lay against them. As well iriiag they oppose the march of a young elephant. But the most alarming phase in the whole af- \y fair was the incessant din which the combatants mere up. : ust imagine bad language being bellowed at each other by a dozen half-drunken men in four different tongues—to wit, Italian, Chinese, Span- ish, and worse than all, Dutch. ; ~All talking at once. All yelling at the top of their voices. , When young Jack looked at Toro, he began to feel very much puzzled. _ He had‘seen Toro there, stretched lifeless on _ the ground, and, to all appearances, dead ! -’ — He did not know how Toro had been rescued ’ by his comrades, and snatched from the grave : at the very last moment. The whole scene was so novel, and presented _ such a complete change from what he had been i ae ‘through until the last few hours of his life, ities | are: e began to ask himself if he were not in a am. He had read the legend of the ‘‘ Phantom _ . Ship,” and he had a momentary! fancy flash _* through his mind th: ote perhaps, rightly mourned as dead by his parents—that in spite of _the real look of everything around him, he was ~ out of the world, in the land of spirits, and there renewing some of the more startling scenes of his earthly career. : _ By what process of reasoning young Jack con- trived to tiken himself to the supernatural Cap- tain Vanderdecken, we are not in a position to state. - All we can say is, that whatever wild flights| - his fancy may have taken, he was brought rude- Ses Wy back to earth by being roughly collared by : ‘oro himself. P The giant had just caught sight of him, and , was filled with amazement on recognizing him. - But recovering quickly from his surprise, he Shari at him and grabbed him sharply by the Bed "Bo ue: a “Well,” said young Jack, looking up at him saucily, “ what site : teas Wh. = Pore was sbapgered. -. “Ttis young Jack Harkaway!” he exclaimed. Rather!” returned young Jack, nodding. “Why, where in the fiend’s name di you i spring from : ; j _ * Byom below,” replied young Jack... “The devil!” Zacigiediee ex-bri hero, with _“ Well, no,” retorted our youthf i stomed readiness; ‘not from there, al- ugh from below. 4 ‘ if i | glad to see you here, alti 4 * A : t YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. : : 3 y “But how came you there?” ‘« Prisoner.” “Then you must have been on board that American ship that has just——” ‘Given this side a licking and got clear off. Yes, Signor Toro, I was.” r a our father?” “Yes, he, too.” “ Ang—” “Mr. Harvey? Yes, all of us, including Mr. Jefferson.” “ Hah Y? ““Your worst enemy.” “No,” ejaculated Toro, sharply; ‘‘ Jefferson is abraveman. He fought fairly, and he won the victory. He fully merited it. Defeat, boy, is bitter, but even Toro can learn a lesson oecasion- ally, and I have lately learnt to know that it is an honor to oppose such a man as Jefferson, even if beaten.” ° Young Jack was astonished at this. He regretted his taunting words then. Of all the le in the world, he had certainly not ex anything like a frank or generous admission on the part of Toro. ‘“* Nobly said, Signor Toro,” said young Jack. ‘* And believe it or not, as tee may, I am really oughTam quite as- tonished how you can have got here.” “*Tell me how you came to be made prisoner. I was on deck about here the whole time, but I saw no prisoners made.” “* None?” “ No. ” “Did yu not see the fight between the boats?” “Well, Signor’ Toro,” said young Jack, ‘‘a nuke did take place between some of the boats. The one I commanded engaged two of. the pi- rates’ boats, and we were fast giving them pep- per, when a third boat in our rear brought de- serters from our own ship.” i ““ Deserters?” “ Yes: ”» 7 ts So you have some traitor Americans, as well ag” “There are good and bad everywhere, Signor Toro,” continued Jack. ‘The boat was rowed by one deserter. The only other person in the boat was’a prisoner, aided by the deserter to es- cape.” “T see,” said Toro: ‘‘so you had a prisoner?” ‘“Yes;.a prisoner whose life had been saved by my father off Cuba. Guess who that prisoner wey cannot.” “t y, it was——” “ Me, 7 said a voice at_young Jack’s elbow. “ Hunston!” exclaimed Toro, in greater amaze- ment than ever; ‘is it possible, or do my eyes deceive me?” Z “Not at all, old comrade,” returned Hunston; ‘* here I am—Hunston himself in the flesh.” . CHAPTER II, THE ONE-LEGGED MANDARIN AND THE MAMMOTH PIGTAIL. “A KNOWLEDGE of their language is very use- ful,” said Isaac Mole to Dick Harvey. : “ And do you speak it, Mr. Mole?” asked Har- vey. 3 te to say fluently,” replied Mr. Mole, mod- estly. “Thad no idea, Mr. Mole, you were such a nem" said Harvey. ‘‘So you speak Chi- nese ““You Inow, Richard, dialect is my strong joint. You may not now remember that my owledge of the American dialect was of con- siderable service tous when we landed in Bos- ton. "Quite rights “ae :. rig! t, ber ie Be ; og eats ow, itis not vanity on my part,” sai Y Mole, in’ bland, winning mamner, “ but I know my powers, and I canimitate the Chinese dialect and intonation so nearly that they would never take me for a foreigner—if—if—if———” i u you only wore a pigtail,”’ suggested Dick. es. ‘“ Why not wear one then!” asked Harvey with great gravity. Mr. Mole looked very straight at him. But Dick never blenched. He smelt fun ahead. ‘So you Peg A think it desirable, Harvey?” Esa . . to burst at this. ry. Mole,” he said. - ‘ti remem- continued ole. ‘* Of course. “a Why ? 24 J ry “Why, the natives here are notorious thieves and rogues; rob die they will if you are a foreigner and if they have only half a chance, so ou decidedly gain a point by looking like one of ihemselves.” “ Z see. ” s So that in their dress, and profiting by your ‘‘ Tmitative powers, which I possess so——” “ Like a maoakeye? ; “What?” “T say almost like the monkeys do—” “*T object to your similes, Richard; I don’tlike your disrespectful way of coupling my name with that of a monkey.” ‘No offence, sir.” : ‘“T dare say, but——” “‘Come—come, Mr. Mole, don’t be so thin- skinned; I took you for a man of toomuch mind “ Quite right.” : “ And y, if you analyse it, I think you will admit.that it is a compliment.” “* Ahem!” é * * * * * * Mr. Mole used to air his Chinese upon the native coolies on the plantation, and tle men, cunning enough in their way, soon learned that the best way to propitiate their chief was to pre- tend to understand all he said or wished to say in their own tongue. The honest truth is, that Mr. Mole did ‘not know much about it. ‘Chin-chin,” and a few phases of “ pigeon-Eng- lish,” had to serve for a whole vocabulary: . Mole, however, in deference to ey’s opinion of ‘‘the proper thing to do,” had his head shaved over his manly brow, and made desperate efforts to grow a pigtail. Alas! his efforts were not seconded by na- ture. Alt he could do, the pigtail would not be coax- ed into growing a respectable length. “No matter, my dear sir,” said Dick. ‘What is art for?” “Can't say,” responded Mr, Mole. ‘‘ What do you say?” i To replace nature under certain condi- ons. Mr. Mole rubbed his nose and pondered by e had, if the honest truth be told, taken some- thing stronger than tea that day, and although not any means mentally obfuscated, he felt that he was not as clear as he should wish to be as to ae meaning. 4 He felt that he had been indulging alittle, and exagerated inhis fears the effect it had taken upon him. ‘ ‘*Tsaac Mole,” he said to himself, “you must hap teem together, or else you will have Mrs. a8 out your ears. She’s a good creature, but so precious strait-laced upon the question of a glass of grog. more or less, that let her half sus- pect the least thing, and she'll look as black as— as black as—pah! Hal . ; And doubts came oyer him. _ , Had he understood Harvey aright? f Now, during this long maoan ys Dick stood looking at the tutor, asking himsel! whether the old gentleman smelt a rat. “T must be wary,” thought the artful Dick, “and not eel sport by being over 7 Then on looking again at Mr, Mole, he changed is mind. “ He’s tight.” : $Y But he was wrong. i Isaac Mole was not in that condition so vulgar- ly, yet tersely described. : sig ““My dear Harvey,” said. the tutor, “Iam waiting for the last ten minutes to hear you finish your eloquent reasoning.” ° i “Which?” ‘ “ What Ow began ” “Oh! Teco.” ‘ f ‘* All about ature and nart—I mean nature and art. Richard—Richard,” added Mr. Mole, with a half tipsy and reproving smile, ‘‘I fear you must have been indulging a bit freely to-day.” “ce Ww hat? Ly Mole, tapping his forehead significantly. 6 * Oo seers I say, ‘Mr. Mole,” exclaimed Harvey, indignantly. | Y ; ; “You know it’s true.” F ee “I know nothing of the kind. The truth is I was urging you as soberly and as reasonably as a reasoning man can to replace hature’s deficien- te ee Pt Pahl ‘ole a. i , ) ‘‘Ha! now we're getting back to it. Explain — yourself.” or gab eden as “eared “You have no pigtail. “Have an artificial one made for you.” ; ; ean Mr. Mole stared. {i “ ‘
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PIRATE* y YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE i, ..BS. ae 4 “Do. mean it?” ‘“Tsn’t it a beauty?’ exclaimed Jefferson. toilet a la Chinoise with the grace and dex. “ » sig . “A real gem!” cried the rest in a chorus. terity of a barber of Pekin, é ‘ “ Inan arose. “ His excellency, the Mandarin Chung Ike Moley,” said Harvey, with the air of a gratid chamberlain. | ; \ , The whole party bowed with every appearance of great respect. darin Mole passed on, accompanied by his - escort, bowing condescendingly. : And so they passed out of the room. * * * * a “ What do you think of that, Mr. Mole?” ask- ed Dick, triumphantly. ‘ A perfect success!” ejaculated Mole. » *€T should think so.” ; ™ S stat were all quite deceived.” f “ That they were,” ) eee Mandarin Mole chuckled to himself. i ‘*T cannotrefrain, my dear Harvey,” said the + new mandarin, bubbling with laughter, ‘‘from a vulgar idiom, although I don’t usually indulge myself in such ret ‘ Fire away,” said Dick, “and ease yourself for once.” : ““T mean to say, Harvey, that in the Cockney Mer iad can ince Wi , em, sir,” said Dic tting yet more slangy—‘‘ had ’em on foase”” ree H “F- . CHAPTER IV. 4 A LESSON IN REAL CHINESE. Monpay entered. Mra Ane ‘“Well, Monday?” said Harvey. ‘“‘What now?” ‘ Hyar’s a Chinee swell, sar, dat want to sea Me Joh tipped M day the wink Rc arvey ti onday the wink on the sk that is, Gascon by Mandarin Mole. Ys “Mr. Mole is not here at present, Monday,” replied Dick. ‘ Sare?” . ‘“‘ But he will be here shortly.” x iy oon I ax the Chinee swell to walk in, sare?” “ee es. ¥ J With that Monday disap, asisy 1 SS “Now, Mr. Mole, seid Harvey, with agreat __ show of anxiety, ‘‘ this is the time to distinguish © ourself.” “How? , poi “By letting him see you are up to every- “But do you know. who it is?’ demanded Mr, Mole, nervously. > Me rant ale Hah ie tg “No.” Seg te “ce ean. ess,” J 7 4 ’ . bee: a Teeth cana te sort of si agent who eae about ahartartig's: view! tor ab.” ‘Nader ae fi, Nei ib Koa
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thy ~aAKKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. ; 5 “-younc “ What's his name?” “So I said.” “ Bioa-ng-Ming-Ming.” Then Dick pulled the Chinese aside a few “Ts he a merchant?” paces, and said to him in a low voice: “(He's a kind of shipbroker. He has beenre-| “ Will you talk to him in your own lan- eommended to me by some friends here, and is | guage?” a most reliable person.” ; ; “Why?” Without any “pi ‘ado, therefore, the ship-| «To please him.” broker was enaitte 5 “ t ; ” Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming was a remarkablelook-| « OL, at Sa ogee ee ne eee ss ahaa : ; e@ wore a very bread-brimmed hat which shaded his face, but did not quite conceal an ugly scar across his forehead. "i had no ragtail, ‘but wore his hair, which was coarse as horsehair and jet black, very short. He had no eyebrows, nor, indeed, any hair on his face at.all; but his skin was so dark that, he looked like:a mulatto. ' This was the chief characteristic that Dick Harxey noticed. : “ He is certainly a rum one,” said he to him- self. “Js his-excellency present?” demanded the vis- itor in English, but with a very strong accent, after a pause. Harvey looked. ‘ ‘There was a tone in the voiceof Biga-Eng- ae ee that rang in his ears. Was it a familiar fone to him? ‘Query. Dick'was a rare fellow for fancying that he Biga-Bng; ‘may his servant ask the motive?” “ Been in England?” “Yes,” replied the ship-broker, who looked.ex- tremely confused,and at last fiercely laid his pe upon a short cuxved sword he wore by his side. “ Halleo, Master Chinaman!” exclaimed Dick Harvey, moticing the threatening motion of the ‘Celestial towards hissword; ‘‘whatdo you mean iby that?” ‘'ixcellency——” he stammered. “Do you mean to threaten me?” asked Dick, half drawing a revolver from his pocket. “* Certainly not, excellency, but some years ago I received such treatment from a party of your countrymen-that I am almost mad when I think al it. “Oh, indeed! Pray what did they do?” “Pardon; it is a long’ story, and it will not make you ene of your countrymen, so let me proceed to business. You sent for me.” Vos,” wi £ “ For: ” ‘For the p' se of getting rates quoted,” said Harvey, ‘‘and ¢ ning the dates of the different sir. I-can give them to you when you ber oe pee in this trade—that is all.” ease.” ” “Now, then.” __ Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming referred to a small pock- et-book he carried before he made answer: “There is the Maria Theresa on the twenty- third.” “The twenty-third. That will about suit,” said Mr. Mole. “On the twenty-fourth we have another de- 6,” “The name of the vessel, if you please.” “The ‘ Franz Josef.’ ” “ec Yes. ” s “Now,” said Dick, who hada double motive for his next apap “suppose you and Mr. Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming arrange about the rates.” : Freight?” , ic Very good.” “Make your prices in his language,” said Dick to Mr. Mole ‘ that is “What for?” asked the latter, nervously. ‘He'll be more at home, of course, and it will be just the same to you.” Why, of course—very nearly the same thing, “ And does not his excellency understand me thoroughly?” ; “Yes.” “Then why change our lan, at all?” “There is nothing ae serious in it, my good sir,” replied Harvey. ‘‘But Mandarian Mole is a great linguist in our country. He talks every tongue, and he told me on the quiet, that is, be- tween ourselves, just now, that he did not believe you were a Chinaman.” Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming gave the speaker a curi- "HS felt uncomfortable, apparent! e felt uncomfo e, a ntly. Dick watched him. , Not a look of his, not the faintest change in his expression escaped. Harvey. For the latter’s suspicions were aroused. “TH wi anything,” said he to himself, ‘that they are both humbugs—he as great as Mole and Mole as great as he. Hang me if I don’t try them!” So turning again to the shipbroker, he ad- dressed him in the following extraordinary idiom: ‘Chin Clin,” responded BigarTa * Chi in,” responded Biga- promptly. “Fxactly,” said Ditk, ‘ hin Chin talkee— Sat ponge wong, cow cross, cum roce pork.” “Oh, yes. “Do you think so, Mr. Mole?” asked Dick. The tutor was a bit puzzled, but he made a wild hit at it. “Very much, indeed.” **T thought so,” said Dick, gravely. Then he went on staring at Biga-Eng- Ming-Min, appy- who was fast waxing very Chin hin, youra pravectost alumb ugsum wt anidadly,” id Mr. M cages ecidedly,” sai . Mole. rly. . “Quite right.” : e ‘« [thought so,” said Dick, looking more serious ‘than ever. “Thad no idea you ke the language, Har- Neaid Mr. Mole. pate ‘T thought not.” “ Most fluent,” said Biga-Eng, politely. ‘*You flatter,” said Harvey, diffidently. “Oh, no.” “Well,” said Dick, ‘‘I1 have only to add that Chin Chin talkee—talkee birdsnest or finerat cum pickleggwailk ickeraboo an chapelle blanche orfulduf fers bo thoyu.” “Oh, precisely,” said Mole, ‘‘ just my opinion. Eh, sir?” “Decidedly,” responded Biga-Eng. ‘“‘T felt sure that you would agree with me,” said Dick. “ Quite right.” “ Great fluency,” said Biga-Eng to Mole. ‘‘ Wonderful,” responded Mr. Mole. Dick enjoyed it mightily, as you may sup- pose. _““The thundering old humbugs!” he said to himself. ‘‘T’ll lead them a precious dance yet.” The sham Chinese ship-brokér now began fid- geting about. Evidently he wanted to be off. But Dick would not let him go just yet. “Chin Chin,” said he. ‘“‘ Chin Chin,” replied Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming. “Pinkey winke oky in long acre chung drury lane and bumfit co perriwig in bag; us,” said Dick, addressing Mr. Mole with great apparent earnestness; “to which I may add, keri ki ko mts an’ there ugo cherribobin an’ berrymee da- sently, et Well,” said Mr. Mole, ‘‘no one could deny the truth of that.” ase one,” said the ship-broker, thus appealed ve “Well Harvey, we are quite agreed,” sai tutor, “ $0 that pisos i of a ri os “ h Woh send h “J willsend you the table of the rates,” said Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming. iS hae “Very good.” “As soon as ible,” said Harvey. And then the ship-broker made a low salaam, a took erey a pon. thi arvey followed him out, and watched discreetly where he went to. rp CHAPTER V. WHO LAUGHS LAST? ‘WHo could be happier? Who more satisfied than the three of them? Each fancied that he had hoodwinked the other two. : Z * * * Bi * * * “Tye humbugged Master Dick Harvey most completely this time,” said Isaac Mole. ‘“ He won't try it on again with me ina hurry. I got out-of it with even more than my accustomed skill and readiness. But really, { should never have imagined that he was so very proficient in the Chinese language. He took me completely by surprise.” * * * * * * “Pye rather worried the two of them this time,” said Dick Harvey, to himself; ‘‘ but old Mole ought to have a severe lesson for his lying and brag. He’s not had it half talten out of him as yet. I must manage something yet to worry him: And as for that other scamp—for I feel sure he is a sceamp—lI should like to show him up. I’m positive he is a thorough imposter. . I must give itto him. But the first step is to find out who he is, now that I know where he-lives. I feel as though I had known him wonderfully well some time or another. But when? That’s the question.” . * * * * * * * Biga-Eng hurried home, and once safely in- doors, he dropped into a cushion on the ground and gave vent to his feelings, which had con- oo erably changed since leaving Harvey and ole. “Harvey!” he ejaculated, ‘‘and old Mole. Of all the bad luck in the world, nothing could be so bad_as this; why, I shouldn't wonder that Jack Harkaway is with them. If they are all here, it will soon be the end of me. They never let a poor devil havea chance with their precious virtue, but so far I have the advantage of them. I know of their presence, but they will never dream who Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming can be.’ But ey a smile crossed his evil face. He thought of ascheme for making a good bag of money in a single stroke and taliss a ‘rise out of old Ikey Mole,” as he expressed it, all un- der one. “The twenty-third,” he said to himself. “Well, I can’t be too early with my warnifig to them. I must send them a letter now, and then make sure of old Mole, the silly old pump!” And then the shipbroker sat himself down, and addressed. a letter to-one Chung Ali, now the commander of the ¥F1 Land, a heavy war-junk, cruising about the China Seas, and said to be as suspicious a craft as any-afloat. Later on, you will see the results brought about by this letter. j CHAPTER VI. DANGER! To return to young Jack. On board the Flowery Land, all went on quiet- ly enough for ge ae The reaction r the fatal fight with the ee ship under Captain Clemmens insured Young Jack managed to take advantage of a short conversation between Toro and some of the Lascar seamen—preparatory to a renewal of their scramble, be it remarked—to steal off and make for the cabin again. Harry Girdwood still slept on. The doctor, however, had just woke up. Well, young gentleman,” said he,jgrufily,‘ so you athe Men fit to i ae oe te ers, doctor,” said young Jack in surprise. “Did Tnotsay-—" z ““Yes—yes, doctor,” returned young Jack, in- ee him; “you were good enough to give me advice; Had you given mean order, I should not have thought of disobeying you.” » The doctor smiled. : “You're as artful as you are pines, my lad,” he said; “only there is no merit, bear in mind, in risking one’s life needlessly.” “Tm not ungrateful for your kindness, doctor,” Jack said; ‘‘but really I could not control my eu- riosity, and so [—I-——” _ “And so you chose to thrust your head into the Hoy — sas - 5 ot quite that, doctor,” said young Jack, ‘I only went about to take o dons. : ‘With what result?” great deal,” said young “TY did not learn a Jack. “J thought not.”
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bis Nests sheretore: 6 “T only recognized among the crew an old enemy.” ‘* Indeed?” “Yes. A man I felt sure was dead long ago. Left him covered with wounds, and with scarce- a breath of life in him a few weeks since near ew York.” ; . At the mention of New York a smile of mingled pleasure and pain flitted over the doc- tor’s face. “Do you know New York, doctor?” asked “Do I know New York?” iterated the doctor. “« Why, I was born there. I have lived there two- thirds of my life—do I know New York: Well, no. I did know it, but I question if I shall ever know it again; eversay ‘How are you? to any of my many friends there.” And his voice grew more and-more sad as he concluded with a deep-drawn sigh. Young Jack was touched, He thought that he would cheer the doctor up. AS ao don’t like your quarters here, doctor?” ‘ 0.2 _ “Why haven’t you tried to escape, then?” The doctor shook his head gravely, as he an- swered: “No chance‘of that, you will see by-and-by. They watch me for the same reason that they saved my life, when they murdered all the poor crew and. passengers aboard our ship.” “Why? “Because, as a doctor, I am useful to them.” “ I see. ” “They watch me night andday! That little Frenchman——” “ Hypolite Potiron,” said young Jack, “ce Yes. ” , “What of him?” * He spoiled my chance, if ever I had one,” “ How?” ; ‘“‘ By his clumsy attempt to poison or drug the whoie ship’s company.” . i any. was he spared, then?” asked young ack, ‘€ Because, asa cook, he wasa. desirable ac- quisition to the crew of this slaughter-house. ut he was too precipitate; he soon w im- atient of his bondage, and he was ¢ umsy in is attempts to get free of it. Hedosed them so awkwa Iv that it was discovered at once, or nearly so, ; “And how was it discovered, doctor?” “ By them all erurins ball of the same com- plaint at once. little more patience, and the vessel would have been in our hands—drifted, in spite of them, into the hands of the authorities.” seo. “And so there would haye been an end to these wretches, whose sole delight, appereiys is blood- shed—useless brutality—slaughter.” Just then, Harry Girdwood began to talk in his ae and to grow restless. © doctor, with. his finger on his lips, motioned Jack to silence. “He is feverish to-night. But unless I am de- eosived, he will be better by the morning.” ‘You think so?” said young Jack, eagerly. a“ Yes,” * * * ok * * , Young Jack withdrew to the other end of the bans D and sat down to reflect upon the doctor’s words. ; For Jack, be it understood, had made up his anind that he would by some means or other leaye the dreadful pirate ship. ‘ _. “Tf that clumsy little Frenchman so nearly ac- complished it,” he said to himself, “surely, with care, it could be. brought off by the doctor.” And by s this became his one fixed idea. , He fixed that in his head, and from that moment he set himself steadily and systematical- dy youk to find out the means to accom- plish it. por “I must be more cautious than old Potiron,” he said to himself, ‘‘I won’t make a step unless I have the doctor’s advice and consent. His cool- ness and shrewdness, with a little dash of my desperation, wouid be sure to.manago it. “But I must not think of doing anything for the present.” : _ He could not conscientiously set_to work act- ively in this matter until Harry Girdwood was : to accompany him. ce let his young comrade be on the fair road to very, and something should be done. : e resolved. ; he had a double motive for de- 's., restoration to health. countenance , . mS : ; ne And seeing, he managed to poet by it. He invited oung Jack’s attention—explain to him learnedly the nature of the evils he had to fight against, in the treatment of his patient. this way he contrived to keep young Jack down in the cabin for the present, and out of harm’s way. CHAPTER VIL. A SPLIT IN THE CAMP, ired on MEANWHILE some other matters transp: deck upon which young Jack Harkaway had by no means reckoned. Toro was, from the first moment that he saw our young hero, all agog for settling him at on ice. eet “ Hang him up to the yard-arm,” suggested the amiable cedkieiceni ‘or drop him over the ship’s side with a six-pound shot tied to his heels, and let us get rid of the vermin.” “Why be in such a hurry?” asked Hunston. “ Because I loathe the sight of his face and the sound of his voice.” “So do I.” F “Then why not make an end of it at once?” “ Because we may make better use of him.” “Bah! These Harkaways have as many lives as a cat. They have the devil’s luck and their own, too. He'll we are careful.” A ‘“‘That’s just what I say. Let us be careful.” “ And begin by cutting the brat’s throat.” “ Not quite that.” ‘* What then?” “By squeezing iculars out of him about his father—about their ship—find out its destin- ation, and watch for them.” $ £ then?” ’ Hunston stared at him contemptuously. ‘‘ What then! Can you ask?’ GO tani eat mld, perhaps, get th mee found out, we could, perhaps, e whole of them aes ae power; think of that.” cled. be glorious!” he exclaimed. Qf course.” ; : we have him up and make him tell ‘How do you mean to-get at it, then?” : “By slow di The boy, will let it fall if ae only: allow i seer, a bit. 7 Hex Coat pelp ragging; it’s in the Harkaway bl and then ye ail bho all we want to ao Toro frowned. “T could name a way of getting to know what you want at once,” ; “*Tndeed.” “ Yes. ” “ Out with it then,” said Hunston, impatiently “or Tshall begin to think that you are tinged with the weakness of the Harkaways.” “What?” “ Brag.” Toro swore a fierce oath, and drew his knife as though he meant to carve up Hunston for his gees without Leg A But Hunston feared him not. —. He only laughed derisively at him. “Give me the boy for ten minutes,” said Toro, eeats his companion in crime was not fright- ened. “What then?” “Tl ait my life that he'll make a clean breast of all he knows.” ee or lose his own life, I suppose.” 0. “YT swear he should tell all, and in less than ten minutes. Hunston, you ever treat my sug- gestions with contempt.” y merit,” retorted the ‘‘Not more than t orton , flashed lightning, and he bit his 1 ‘oro’s eyes ning, a e bit his li till the blood came. a Few men but Hunston would haye said this with impunity. tS Pte the pak cs i he said, control- e, ‘fand you s) see,” me Hans ou, Toro,” said Hunston, deliberately, “to give the boy over to your keeping would about as sensible. as to cop & jewel coffer into the sea, because I couldn’t find out the secret to Oe 4 ; aa si you,” returned Hunston, “that you know as little of that boy’s temper as of your ” y or anys he would never spea: YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. “Never. You would tear him limb from limb. ed |The cryelest tortures could not make him wag his obstinate tongue unless he chose. He has too much of his father in him. Once arouse their vanity in this particular, and he would die like a Se a Sd ee mad, Honaiea” : owre unston !’ “And you, Toro, are a hot-headed fool!” And so with these mutual and frank res- sions of displeasure the companions in villany separated. * * * * ce ““T must look after that Italian idiot,” said Hunston, to himself. ‘He'll spoil all else tor the sake of killing the boy.” * * * * * * ‘“Vain ass!” muttered Toro, as he was left alone. ‘‘ Since he will not give ‘his help or ap- proyal, it shall be done without him. Th see the rest. of them, and hear what they have to say about it.” \ He walked aft in high dudgeon, and ran across Robert Emmerson, who was engaged’ in earnest conversation with Von eee n. “Ah, Emmerson,” said ‘Toro, ‘did you know that we have bagged a prize?” “Which?” ° “Young Jack Harkaway, to be sure.” “Vat!” ejaculated Von Koppenhaagen, “youn J ag Hargavay! Ter fiyvell” Ps ae mmerson laughed at the Dutchman’s vehe- — ment expression. ; “Not quite the devil, Kop,” said he. ‘‘Only one of his imps.” ‘His imbs! I know it vell. Dat ist zer goot!” cried the Dutchman. ‘‘He make us to danze in Ser Bowery mit his shtink droo der hole in der ¥ ** Perhaps it wasn’t him,” said Emmerson. _ “Soh! ja woh! vell, he make us to danze; ve shall hang him so higher as Haman.” ° ‘May he Gie of the caper in his heel,” said Em- ack Aa, t iol Vou Kor nhaagen, “ dat ist ried Von ki zo. Der caber in his heel 4 ver tony ds “Tl go bail,” replied Emmerson, drily, “ that the boy won’t see the joke of it.” re looked on, and smiled in grim satisfac. on. ; _ Emmerson and the Dutchman were aj ntly just = the humor to work with him, and tarot unston. ’ “Now the next thing is to inform some of the crew. Once le/them know that this boy’s father led the attack on them—and this is sure, for . Harkaway is the master spirit in every daring — enterprise that takes place near him—and the won’t stand any nonsense. I thirst to see carcase dangling in the sun.” has * * * * * * He sought out for his present p ‘an Ar- — urpose an A menian, called Kappa, who was a of the pirates, and just the man he wanted. ; It needed very little to incite the crew against — young Jack ipl : The bare mention of the fact that his father was the prime mover in the attack upon them was quite sufficient. They called a meeting upon deck at once, a council was held as to the kind of death our hero was to suffer. : Thus the matter was taken coma plesel on. and that the hands of Emmerson, Toro, and Oppen- gers SS Dep ‘“We have decided, gentlemen,” said the Ar- menian, who was as of grace asa cc er, instead of being coarse and brutal like the great _ majority of his comrades. Se eas “What?” demanded Robert Emmerson, ‘“How the boy is to die.” ‘ “ Might you not have consulted me?” F “Pardon me,” returned this genteel pirate, suavely, ‘‘it is our prisoner.” — ; *“* And ours too.” me: “Nay.” x j : “ Well—well,” said Emmerson, “it is idle los- ing one’s temper over a questionof form. What do ere nae ieee Dil TORRE NATO Yes, ‘ f atlas eg! “But not as you pro . We mean to sus- md him do aes arm by the ankles, and uso 4 asa a Shh, ror fo bad rank grimly at this. ‘action re ae ‘There is some about that not n,” said he, “andlan wiv A party was sent in Vee cmam ae Cate HN tis Miura Bodie out of ‘Stale news,” replied Emme: go ats en fics ocmme. ibkechitgt Gore usslceed his 7 ,” replied Emmerson. I’ve seen. Six men, headed by the Armenian officer Kap- oe f j
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. ¥ In eight da; oe wo ihr small ship. ever I knew a noble _ compliment you. Is YOUNG HARKAWAY ‘AND THE PIRATES, a, trotted off down the companion ladder, to Heal dhetnsstyds face to face with young Harka- way himself. : ; “ome,” said Kappa, clapping him on the shoulder. ‘“Where?” asked young Jack. “On deck.” The boy felt just a little bit uncomfortable. 8 do you want with him?’ demanded the doctor. “Pardon me, medico,” returned the ever po- lite pirate, “‘ that is our business.” “Jn that case,” said the American doctor, eoolly, “‘the boy remains here.” ee Who says so?” itd E ” ‘Are you sure, doctor,” said the polite Ar- menian, “that you are in your full senses?” ry ite. ” tad ab {?? His politeness momentarily gave way to this . slightly contemptuous expression, and he mo- tioned to his men to bear But this was not altoget Young Jack was as slippery as an eel. Down he wriggled on to the ground, toppled over two or three of the ruffians, and scram- bling through the confused heap, he bounded over to the doctor. “Come, doctor,” said the Armenian, ‘don’t you intertere. We wish to treat you with eve respect, but if you do not stand aside, wes have to be very rough with you.” Begone!” “* Come—come.”” They advanced menacingly. ; ‘Hark you,” said the doctor, ‘if you gonow, at once, I will say nothing of this outrage. Lin- ger a moment longer, and I shall complain to the captain.” A 3 ; on i!” eried one of the Lascars, “‘ does the old medico presume to threaten us?” “Down with him!” cried the rest. Now the polite Armenian tried to stay them. But in vain. Knives were drawn, and ugly words were bandied, and the pirates moved to their destined victims. “Back!” said the doctor, waving his hand. And they instinctively ine at the word. ‘Vou see this little phial,” said the doctor, calmly; “that contains what would end not merely your wretched lives, but those of the whole ship. I have but to let. itfall, and you are annihilated. In less than two minutes there young Jack off. er easy to do. ‘would not remain a fragment of your miserable carcasses, or a plank of the ship. The men back aghast, Begone!” It was a sight to see those bold bullies with blanched cheeks and quaking limbs, retreat be- fore the stern old American, and crawl up the ladder out of the way. Young Jack turned embraced him. “Oh, sir,” he cried, “how can I ever thank you enough? You haye saved my life!” The old American patted his head kindly. “‘Lask no more than to have saved you, m to the old American and ' boy,” he said. “I cannot tell you how much am gratified. Do you wantto gratify me in re- turn?’ “Tell me how I ean, sir,” he replied eagerly. “By heeding my counsels in future.” “Twill. The old doctor regarded the boy with a curi+ ous expression for a few moments. He was apie te abe abate in his face, and he soon made up ind. . “Yes—yes,” he said, “Pll trust you, Jack. If oy, well—well, I mustn't make you vain.” Two Nl elapsed tere oi ay Harry Girdwood mended rapidly. s, according to the worthy old id be fit to get vt i. This was grand news to both the Young Jack was full of fancies and wild schemes of soteping, and he felt that, backed by Harry Girdwood, he should be able to bring one of his — and dangerous plans to a head. | ! On board a be: ship Jack and his Ameri- can friend lived quietly enough for afew days. _ No other attempt was made by Toro or his vile associates to get possession of the boy, who biti that time lived at peace in the surgeon’s cabin. _. One morning Jack and the doctor were start- led from their sleep by c the sound of a cannon being fired overhead, hae ; _ Phe doctor went to inquire into the cause of it, anc he discovered that they were signaling a cs Another -victin;” said the doctor, with a sigh; ‘“‘ more prey for these insatiable murder- ers. Brutal ruffians! when will these scenes of aa and wholesale murder come to an end?” The doctor and young Jack watched . the strange ship with considerable eagerness, and they were filled with vain regrets when they saw it lured to its doom. j ; ‘* Lwould be a Christian work to warn them,” said the old doctor. : ie . would indeed,” replied young Jack, ‘‘ but ow?’ : Plan after plan was thought of and dismissed, for the simple reason that it would be dangerous to them, and perhaps risk the safety of those whom they wished to preserve. “T have a plan,” said young Jack, after a time. ‘* What is it?” “We could write them a letter,” he began. ‘*Of course,” said the doctor, interrupting him with a sad smile, ‘‘ we could write a letter, but the postage presents some difficulty. 2 i Jon’t be impatient, doctor; ’m coming to at. “What would you do?” “‘T have read of shipwrecked people telling the world of their troubles by means of a letter fast- ened in @ bottle.” ' “They might not pick it up,” said the doctor. “True, sir; but on the other hand the might.” The doctor brooded long and earnestly over it. ‘*Perhaps it is worth a chance,” he said. And so they made up their minds to try it. But just as they were making their prepara- tions, young Jack discovered that the strange ship had lowered a boat, and was going to send some men on board. ‘* Now they will discover all about it for them- selves,” said the,doctor. “Do you think so?” asked “They must be blind as bats not to discover all about it,” said the doctor. ‘Half a glance ought to tell them as plainly as we could.” “Tt ought to.” “At all events,” said the American doctor, ““wemay have an opportunity of Jett them upon their guard once they came on board. The only thing is to act with the greatest possible prudence, and then we may be of some good to them.” “You may count upon my caution, doctor,” responded young Jack, earnestly. ‘ I do. ” And the boy was fully resolved to take the old gentleman’s advice before he made the least step in the ir. % * Not ve strange ship and the o young Jack, * ae J after this the boat from the pulled alongside the Flowery Land, cer in command of the boat came on * * * ‘Young Jack could not repress his curiosity. At hazards he determined to learn all he ‘ reeived that the officer in ques- tion was dressed in the loose trousers and gaiters such as are worn by the inhabitants of some o: the Chinese islands, but his countenance was rather of the European cast than that of the dull-faced, heavy-eyed Oriental. ‘‘He looks almost like an Englishman,” thought one Jack in some surprise, And this was in some measure confirmed the next moment by hearing the officer address them in his ee ge ed ae is the Flowery Land, I believe?’ he said, 2 “Yes,” replied one of the Lascar officers. ‘And is commanded. by Captain Lin-Van- San?” f ae Yeés, ” “T have a letter for his excellency.” “Well,” thought young Jack, “that’s a rum go calling a pirate his excellency. What next?” The next surprised him even more, ‘His excellency will grant you an audience, I dare say,” said the Lascar lieutenant. “That is my wish,” “Give me your letter——” e **T cannot do that, it is inst orders. I had particular instructions to give it into the hands of his excellency, the captain, and none else.” The Lascar lieutenant smiled. . “Very well, I will seek the captain and aster- tain his pleasure.” > ; : Now the ofiicer from the boat was in luck. His excellency, the’ Captain Lin-Van-San, graciously deigned to put in an appearance. : ? The captain of the Flowery Land was a for- midable looking fellow. : He stood nearly six feet high, was broad- shouldered in proportion, and was fierce in aspect. e wore around his middlea broad sash of grey erape, in which were stuck enough knives and pistols to stock a small armorer’s store. The captain did not-wear his hair in Chinese fashion, that is, shaved off the front of the head, and gathered in a long pigtail; he let his hair grow like the Europeans, and this with the Chin- ese is usually a sign of mourning. The officer from the boat made a profound ‘obeisance as the dread captain advanced. “You bring me a letter,” said he, in good ‘* Yes, your excellency,” replied the strange officer. ‘* From whom?” ‘A friend and humble servant of you excel~ lency,” was the reply. ‘* His name?” “Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming, It is of high import- ance.” ‘* Give it to me.” The captain took the letter and handed it to the Lascar officer, who had been to announce the visit of the strange vessel. “c Read. ” The officer bowed, opened the letter, and read aloud as follows: : ‘ “ The Franz Josef will leave upon the twenty- third, and the cargo will be rich. The Flowery Land is too well-known to venture about our latitudes, but let your other vessels be on the watch. Flowery Land is watched for.. Be up- on your guard; a British ship is on the lookout — for you. Beware of her. e ace British area terror to the rovers of the sea. Avoid them as you would the plague. ‘They have push- ed the emperor to aid in the pursuit of the Flow- ery Land. — Need I say how important itis that you should be quick? “Your devoted servent to command, « Brea-EnG-Minc-Mine.” The captain frowned. “‘ These British are very meddlesome.” ‘“They are, sir.” “ And is that all?” “No, sir; there is yet a postscript at the end.” “ Go on.” ‘<The postscript says that besides carrying a regular captain, the Franz Josef’ will facet xt board the owner of the plantation’ of whon mention has been frequently made.” “TY remember him well,” said the captain; ‘‘ he has a wooden leg.” Young Jack started, He thought of his poor old tutor, Isaac Mole. **Go on.” < “Tt’s more ‘than likely, too, that two rich Americans will be of the party, and an English- man so wealthy that he can pay a princely ramsom. 1 ‘“‘He should have given.all their names,” said the captain. rears “ “One moment, captain,” said the Lascar; ‘‘he does; here are names, but I can scarcely read them. The Americans are called Jep—Jep—no, not Jep—Jefferson—I see, and Magog Brand.” Young Jack could scarcely refrain from cry- ing out aloud. ‘The Englishmen are called Harvey and Jack Harkaway,” pursued. the lieutenant, *‘and both are desperate men, but rich; and the men are worth more than the whole cane of the Franz Josef by reason of the ransom that they can be made to disgorge if they are handled judiciously. All this your excellency can get confirmed by either of my friends whom I am given to under- stand have found you by now, either Ogstani, or Toro.” ‘“*Good,” said the captain, ‘call Toro.” And then the burly Italian came epee | along the deck to where the party stood aro the commander of the pirates. a “Toro.” names.” a Harvey?” af Yes.” s “Harkaway?” ; sc “ Yes ” k “ec z Magog Brand?” ; ‘ Jefferson?” er : “Yes,” r tor; “I canscarce pronounce those bar! ; Palas Are And then the ex-brigand with a fierce oatie ue :) = Ber Ly oi Ene \ i Salva- ay cone ’
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8 : : YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. eee “Yes, indeed, I do know him; and what of all these, captain!” “Our good friend writes us glorious news from Foo-Chow.” Toro’s eyes glistened as he said: “From Biga—” “ Biga-Kng-Ming-Ming. Yes, a grand prize is to fall into our hands shortly. He writes to let us know.” “Good—good!” exclaimed Toro, rubbing his hands gleefully, “‘ very good, and is this all that Biga-Eng, as you call him, says?” Yes, “Where is his letter?” “Here,” returned the Lascar lieutenant. He put it down for a moment on a big sea chest, which stood beside him, and now it was me. In the general interest which the conversa- tion had excited no one had observed a hand steal along the top of the chest and withdraw the letter. Nor had they seen the stealer creep on hands and knees from his lurking place. All that they knew now was that the letter was gone—overboard they imagined. So was the audacious Jack. But. they did not know that. Luckily for him he had gone as he 2ame— un- seen. * * * * x * Doctor—doctor!” cried the boy, sliding down the companion ladder. ““What is it?” echoed the old American, look- ing up ina startled. : ‘See here.” And Jack handed him his booty. “ What’s this?” “ A letter; this ship is the pirate’s consort.” “Never!” “Tt is indeed.” ‘* And this letter-——” “Announces when their next victim will fall into their hands; but oh, doctor,” added the boy with a burst of feeling, ‘only fancy, my father, my uncle, and several of our friends will be on board.” The doctor started. He eyed young Jack sharply. He feared that he was going mad, that the ex- cabs ade fs had deranged his intellect. ‘* Read the letter, sir,” cried young Jack Hark- away, ‘and jearn for yourself.” The doctor did so. “You are right, my boy,” he said, gravely; ‘* this.is sad news, indeed.” . CHAPTER VIII. MANDARIN MOLE AT HOME, MANDARIN Motx appeared likely to fall into trouble, — The Chinese are notoriously superstitious, and ee eee fancies take some few peculiar eir national weakness is a belief in Feng- _ shuy, who may be defined as their god of js and has also some control over the wind. To propitiate this deity, the Chinese perpetrate all kands of wild extravagances. For instance, they will cue build their houses facing certain directions; and if examined close- ly into, it will frequently be discovered that sanitary laws are mysteriously at work in their ostensible purpose of invoking the protecting aid of Feng-shuy. It was in this way, however, that Mandarin Mole contrived most unluckily to get into trouble. He built up 2 low house, or perhaps more cor- rectly speaking, a hut, upon the property, and whether, being on the hill side, he had in some way worked in opposition to the inexplicable and pene laws of Feng-shuyism, it is not easy say. . However the day following the completion of this building, a very remarkable accident oc- curred, Mr. Mole was seated at breakfast with Dick Harvey, Chloe, Jack Harkaway and his wife and little Emily. . : _ Mr. Mole was reading a native newspaper, or was pretending to read it, for he was a more ar- rant humbug than ever, and he used to get coached up in the meaning of the newspaper and coe it off from memory, pretending al the while to decipher the Chinese characters as easily as English. Monday Sarit into their presence, closely fol- his fellow darkey, Sunday. ee teat up. i me } _ Brudder Mole?!” ejacul day. What sie jolt Darga sis lowed b Mr. *¢ Wha ‘‘Oh, such an accident, brudder Mole,” cried unday. ‘* An accident, Sunday? Surely——” “Oh, dere is——” “What? ‘‘You know dat new house?” “The new house?” tt Yes. ”» ‘‘Oh, Brudder Mole, Brudder Mole!” Mr. Mole began to grow impatient. ‘““What is it? Why can’t you speak out?’ “Don’t you get patient, brudder Mole,” said Sunday. ,. ‘No, sar,” said Monday; “you'll learn all "bout if soon enough.” : “What?” “Too soon.” “T wish you would——” “Oh, dat new house!” “What of it?” ‘““Smashed up,” replied Monday, with great gravity. j Mandarin Mole sprang up in his chair, and stamped his wooden leg vehemently upon the ground, we My new house smashed up?” ejaculated Mole. ‘* Yes, sar.” ‘Yes, Brudder Mole.” “Tt is, sar’, added Monday. ‘‘Smashed—broke up—chawed up, sar put cticed--epeauened. ct ‘Well, exclaimed Mr. Mole, staggered by the blow, ‘‘my newly-built house medolished—I | Mr, mean domelished—tut, tut, confound it, I mean demolished.” “Got your tongue in a knot?” suggested Har- vey, chuckling. ; : ‘Don’t joke, Harvey,” said Mr. Mole, reprov- ingly “Tt is no joking matter.” arvey looked very serious at this. “Right, sir, he said, ‘it is not. You should have taken more water with it,” “With what?’ “Your grog, sir.” Mr. Mole was utterly outraged at this. Before the ladies, too. Monstrous! He mentally vowed to store up a heavy debt of vengeance against that scoundrel Dick Har- v ey. t should be none the less certain or severe be- cause he was forced to conceal his anger now. None. Ds * * x * “Why, Brudder Mole,” explained Sunday, “the fack is, dat Monday and me was walking ober dere to get to work, when we: see a lot of dem fellers bolt away like scared venison.” “ Deer,” suggested Mandarin Mole. a Well; deer; ain’t deer and venison all the e 2 7 ‘* Yes, but-——” ; “Don’t interrupt, Brudder Mole,” said Sun- day, loftily. ‘Well? ‘“We see dem fellers flying off like flashes of eased lightning before we see nothink else, and ‘en all of a suddink, instead of the house we see nothink but a blank space standing up.” “ee Lor’ {? “Good gracious me!” ‘‘ Are you sure you are right?” said Mr. Mole. “Certain.” . ‘I can place implicit belief on them for one,” said Harvey; ‘‘their keen sight is really mar- vellous.” ‘You think so, Harvey?” said Mandarin Mole. ‘* Decidedly. Who but they could have seen a blank space char eed my ; ‘“Who indeed?” added Harkaway slily. Poor Jack!, Poor bereaved father! It was the first word of light-heartedness that mil had heard him utter since the fatal sea fight with the pirate junk. “And the house?” asked Mr, Mole. ‘ What has become of the house?” “‘On de ground, Brudder Mole,” answered Sun- day. ‘‘Eh, Monday?’ “Yes, all dat’s left of it,” returned Monday. ‘* But now tell me,” said Mr. Jefferson. ‘‘ Just a word, Monday.” 3 ‘Ves, sar. ‘Who did it?” ‘Dem damn niggars, sir.” . ‘“The@hinese?” “ Yes. 7 . ‘“ What can they have dons it for?” “Perhaps,” said Magog Brand, “‘it is some- thing connected with their religion, or super- stition.” ‘Mr. Mole listened thoughtfully tillnow. Then he spoke: : a He I think not. It was built by native work- mer. ‘ SEU SENN S AON TITRE TON “True.” : ‘‘ And if they found anything about the plac+ which don’t agree with their faith——” “Well, but it may have interfered with theix notions of what was right for their Feng-Shuy fancies.” eae ; ‘*T shouldn’t be at all surprised,” said Magog Brand, ‘‘ for they are a very wonderful people, and there isno getting to the bottom of their fancies.” The party then, in some considerable uneasi- ness, were led off by the two negroes to the scene of the outrage. They were right. The house which had been built by Isaac Mole as a store house for the plantation, was ut- terly demolished. There lay the house, which had taken weeks of patient labor to construct—a heap of ruins upon the ground. CHAPTER IX. THE CHINESE SENTRY THAT MOUNTED GUARD OVER THE RUINS, Tuery looked on aghast. Utterly dismayed at the ruin before them, What was to be done? They held a general consultation. “T think we ought to arm Sunday and Monday, and let them stand upon the watch,” proposed Jefferson. oe Why 9g” “They are sure to come back,” ‘* Were they in numbers?” “Dere- was a big crowd of dem,” replied Sunday. , “How many?” “ Can’t say.” “How many should you gay?” they asked, ap- ~ pealing to Monday. “Thirty or forty,” was Monday’s reply, ‘‘ or more.” ‘We must be careful,” said Brand, “There’s not much danger,” said Jefferson; ‘they soon clear off when they smell powder. It disagrees with them.” I ‘‘T have seen the Chinese fight well enough at times,” said Magog Brand. ss en they are a hundred to one, I suppose.” “Well, yes.” “ As far as numbers go, they would have it all upon their side,” said Harkaway; ‘‘so let me re- commend prudence.” “ Quite right, Harkaway,” said Mr. Mole, ‘‘al- though, to tell the truth, if I were to follow m own inclination, I should act very differently.’ * And what would you do?’ demanded Dick. “Why, mount guayd,” replied Mr, Mole, boldly. ‘ ‘* Alone?” “Yes, alone!” And he ere a regular swagger. To see Mandarin Mole just then, one weuld have deemed him capable of challenging the whole province single-handed. Dick eyed the old tutor slyly. ‘“‘Mr. Mole is quite right,” said he; ‘and my opinion is that we ought not to stand in his — ” way. Pr True, Harvey,” said Mole, ‘‘I feel I could , fight fifty of them single-handed.” \ * Surely, Harvey, you would never consent to it. ‘Not if we had to deal with any ordinary man,” said Dick, ‘but I happen to know Mr. Mole better than most of you.” ‘Yes, but consider, single-handed.” : “No—no, Mr. Mole must not be allowed to do annie so rash,” r. Mole felt tha: was a safe 0} le felt that this fe opportunity for him to indulge in a little swagger and brag without running any risk. y { ‘*Gentlemen,” he said, ‘‘I am not ungrateful for your affectionate regard and consideration. But there are moments when one’s dignity and one’s manhood revolt at coercion. I insist.” He regretted this speech very soon. Although they made such a show of 9; posing his rash resolution, they now one and gave way, and turned to leave him then and there upon his solitary watch. ‘‘Where are you going?” he asked, anxiously. “Home.” <. “To leave you,” added Harkaway, ‘since such is your wish.” 4 “Decidedly.” ‘Come along, then,” said little Mr. Brand, fallin ten Joke. ‘* But stay, one word.” “Had we not better take an affectionate fare well of Mr. Mole?” 4 ‘“‘ Farewell!” gasped Mr, Mole. “What for? — “Tn case of accident, Mr, Mole.” : +e
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Pat Se nt YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. f.% Mandarin Mole was seen to wince at the word. “ Accident!” he exclaimed. « Yes. ” “But you don’t think——” ‘‘We don’t anticipate anything,” said Dick Harvey; ‘“‘ but one can never tell, so, good-by, Mr. Mole, and may we meet again.” — - “« Amen!” groaned Mr. Mole. ‘* And may no harm come to you—at any rate, let us pray you may not be mutilated like they do their prisoners generally.” Mr. Mole made a very wry face at this. ia Ob dothey mutilate their prisoners, Harvey?” “Oh; yes,” continued Dick, cheerfully; ‘‘they are the most inventive people on the face of the earth in. the matter of tortures for their pris- oners.” — “Dear, dear!” He made a hard struggle to keep up an appear- ance of calm. But his tears would show themselves in spite of him. : «Well, good-by, Mr. Mole,” said Harvey. “One moment, Harvey,” said Mandarin Mole, “ Bh—ah—just—ah!” ‘We shall be within gunshot.” “ Oh {?? 7 “ And: though you are likely to fall honor- ably——” “Don’t.” “We shall avenge you, never fear.” “ A pretty look-out for me,” groaned Mr. Mole. “ And we'll bear your mutilated remains back to Mrs. Mole, no matter what may occur.” “Don’t talk nonsense, Harvey,’ said Mole. “« You'll find it no nonsense.’ “But what do theydo? I—I am anxious to Jearn all I can.” “Yes,” said Dick to himself, ‘‘and to find an excuse to keep me here.” Then he gabbled off hurriedly some of the no- torious tortures which the Celestials haye discov- ‘ered. - He also added a fancy sketch or two of his own. shh Well,” he said, ‘‘thisis a favorite programme of theirs. They strip the prisoner stark naked, and tie him hands and feet so that he is utterly helpless. “ “Then they procure a springless cart, and car- get the bottom of it with Jagged and rusty nails and bits of broken glass— ” “Ugh!” from Mole, “And they lay their prisoner upon this to carry him over the worst roads they can find.” ‘* Beasts!” “Then they draw his fin, _— with a groan div r nails——” his hands into his pockets. - “ With a pair of pincers, and then——” “Then,” groaned Mole; ‘‘ why, that would kill anyone. ze : ‘Oh, no,” said. Harvey, coolly, ‘“‘not anyone that was hardy.” ae Oh {” “Then they tie the prisoner up by the ankles, : and ive ea the bastinado.” ‘ **-You don’t know what the bastinado is?” **Oh, yes.” “Well, it is nothing morenor less than playin; the devil’s tattoo upon the solesof your feet wit eer canes, and by Jupiter, don’t it make you ce “Well, next——” ““There—there,” don’t want to know anything more about the horrors that these revolting wretches have in- vented.” “Oh, very well,” said Dick, ‘then I'll go.” ‘*Eh?—oh!—stop a minute.” “What for?” ““To keep me company.” “Well, said Dick, with an air of great candor, “Tmust say that that would give me t pleas- ure, only I have no wish to fall into the hands of interrupted Mr. fMole, “T ei the Chinese thieves.” “Nort” ; — ot that I so much mind their springless : : - y their bastinado, or their nail-drawing. a Ugh!” ‘ : “T only think of the sequel.” “The sequel!” shrieked Mandarin Mole. M What sequel can there possibly be to such hor- rors? oe y ” y 7 “The aad replied Dick, solemnly. “ Yes. ” od You can’t compare confinement in a prison to such horrors.” “Can't Ino, I can’t; you’re right, Mr. Mole,” said Dick, looking more and more alarmed as he spoke; “nothing can compare to the prison. Do ‘ou know they x you awake until you die ou of fatigue?” ‘“‘ Jailers are placed over you night and day, who prod your ribs with cruel spikes every time that you close your eyes.” ‘ : “What devils!” “They are.” And then, having made x Mandarin Mole about as uncomfortable as he could by this rath- er highly-colored description of the manners and customs of the Celestials, Dick Harvey made off. “Good-by. Remember we shall be within gunshot, and if they torture or kill you, we shall avenge you.” And off Harvey ran at a great rate to rejoin phe gs of the party, who were far on their way ck. When he overtook the party, they were just be se Sots the prudence of leaving Mr. Mole there one. “Tt’s all very well for a joke,” said Mr. Jef- ferson; ‘“ but sapesne that the thieves did come down from the hills and fall upon poor old Mole —we shouldn’t laugh then.” ‘“'No, indeed.” “What shall we do?” “Fetch him away.” Dick burst into aloud fit of laughter. “You don’t know old Mole yet,” he said; “there is no fear of his re g long there alone.” “Think not?” “4 “Tt is sure.” “ Still,” said Jack Harkaway, ‘“‘he might re- main too gong inst by five minutes.” “ Better him back.” ‘*No; wait awhile,” said Dick, ‘‘ here we are at home. TDllshow you a way of frightening him back, and then he will are to us how many Chinese he has killed. ut wait here for a while.” : So saying, he went in, and returned in the course of five minutes accompanied by a curious little Chinese soldier, carrying an old-fashioned musket and the cimeter-like side-arm. He wore a helmet also, which was so put on that it almost concealed his head and face. Harvey led his native trooper up to the as- sembled company, and then gave him the word of command. in his own particular Chinese. “Ry-chow!” cried Captain Dick, in those hoarse accents with which anyone is familiar who has seen an English company put through its paces by a superior officer; ‘‘ Keri-ki-ko-kum, slap- bank penniwink!” And then turning towards the company, he added, gravely: “Freely translated, gentlemen, that means present arms!” The Chinese soldier faced around. “Why, blow me!” exclaimed Mr. Nabley, in surprise, ‘look there What is it?” “Tt is Nero.” And so it was. Nero, as large as life! And a capital Chinese young Jack’s monkey —_— with perhaps this trifling ground of objec- ion. His pigtail had commenced growing rather lower down his back than did the real celestials. ‘“Now we are off to make an experiment,” said Harvey, with his old, mischievous laugh. “Where to?” demanded Jefferson. “To the plantation; to the ruins.” % va to Mandarin Mole’s post?” “Yes. “What is your trick?” said Harkaway. “Tell us all about it?” ‘‘T am only going to march Nero up there, to see how far noble old Mole’s pluck will hold out.” So the whole of the party, ae that there was a chance of fun, followed Dick ey, and monkey Nero Fy-Chow. As soon as they got within a hundred yards or so of Mr. Mole, they discovered that that worthy Neate ea been trying to raise his courage or the solitary vigil by artificial means. He had sat upon the ground to rest while he “yefreshed” from a black bottle that stood be- side him. : The bottle was labelled in ae charac- ters ‘‘ Spring Water,” but it smelt suspiciously of whiskey. So did he! 4 It was evident that he had refreshed freely and frequently, for he had been completely over- come by it, and had sunk back asleep. Not only did the worthy Mole sleep, he alse snored most discordantly. Nothing could be better for Harvey’s scheme. He brought Nero up, made him strike an awe- inspiring attitude over the recumbent Mole, and then he; vulgarly speaking, kicked up a devil of a y- First Harvey hullabalooed, and then blazed away on a six-shooter revolver. And just as he had let off his revolver, down dived Dick behind the ruins of the house. F Mole shrieked! It was a drunken cry, buta cry it was. “Murder, thieves, help! Oh, the devil!” No response to this appeal appearing to be forthcoming, Mr. Mole scrambled up to his feet —well, no, to his foot—and hurried away as fast as his legs—well, no, his leg—would him. Nero managed to fire off his gun, loaded only with powder. Mole heard the report, and tumbled flat.on his face, but was soon again on his leg, stamping quickly away. “1c, Nero,” said Harvey, laughing heartily, “we've got the best of that, anyhow. Now, Nero, Vl leave au on guard, and just go home to hear what old Mole has to say for himself. He’s sure to tell lies by the bushel over this.” CHAPTER X. NERO MOUNTS GUARD UP A TREE, AND SCALPS A MARAUDER. Nero, like a brave soldier, shouldered his musket and marched up and down. There was a bit of a hopin his m other- wise he would have looked like a highly-dis- ee sentry. his was until Dick Harvey was out of sight, for Nero was as artful as the father of evil him- self. Then he dropped his musket and began to Sas about among the ruins of the demolished a. woefully curious monkey was Nero. His sharp eye had perceived something glis- | tening in the rubbish of the ruins. He prodded down with a stick that he found, poked and racked about until he fished up the object of his search. t was a shiny leather case, such as letters and pa are carried in by many persons. ero triéd to open it, for his natural intelli- gence told him it was to be o ened, but he could not manage it, and so he ed it into his pocket in apparent, disgust. Suddenly Nero pricked up his ears. He heard footsteps. He looked about him, and then seeing cause for alarm, he scrambled up into a tree. It wanted all his wonderful dexterity in climb- ing to make good his hold up there with his musket on his arm. He had only just time to get fairly ensconced when a man ng upon the top of the steep hill just close by the ruins of Mole’s pagoda. The new comer looked carefully about him be- fore venturing to descend tbe hill. . But apparently it never occurred to him to look into the tree where Nero the artful sat perched and grinning. _ The new comer was satisfied that the coast was clear. So down he came. He paused immediately beneath Nero’s perch, and looked anxiously about him. And then he began muttering to himself. . Now his speech gh to have a singularly exciting effect upon his monkeyship. What could be the reason? ‘ Was it because the stranger, who was out- ened a thorough-paced celestial, spoke in Eng- — t ae had an ultra-Whitechapel ring in it? er’ i . Certain it is that it did excite Nero exceed- ingly. hin cocksure,” said this strange Chinese, “that I dropped it about here.” He raked al ut again. inned, and showed his teeth. nln a pray ee feger me i iran is is a prett; jigger me i “ Here Tua. eteh'a whole mob of these long- tailed pigs, to knock down old Moley- shop, tS nd the treasure he’s got there, and devil a ha’ h can we drop on. ; ws i “All the good I do is to lose my case, with my s
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t : ak os belabored the YOUNG HARKAWAY. AND THE PIRATES, = z Se eel letters and money in it. Damme, it’s like the boy that found a marble and broke a window with it.” He stopped short. pont fell upon the black bottle that Man- darin Mole had been caressing. : “What's this? Spring water,” said the stranger. ' He picked it up. He sniffed. Then his eyes beamed, and his voice sounded ecstatic as he murmured: ‘* Whiskey!” He took a suck. ‘Oh, num—num!” he exclaimed; “and Irish, too. Old Mole wasa rum old fool, but he had always a very pretty taste in whiskey!” dso he showed his belief in Isaac Mole’s taste, by sucking away at the whiskey until he began to feel the potency of it about his head. ‘*Y wonder if old Mole has been here,” he said to himself, a “T should like to dro) across him alone; I’d make him soapy, and nic his wooden member. What a lark! Ha! he! he!” And the way he laughed told its own tale plainly. ’ Mole’s whiskey was much overproof. “Td like to transmogrify him altogether,” ursued this amiable person, who was amusing fimsolf with picturing the discomfiture of the real provider of the feast; ‘‘I’d like, as the Cock- ney proverb says—or don’t say—to catch a mole asleep and shave his eyebrows! What bh Suddenly his humor changed. He went at once from gay to grave. “What if they have got my case of letters— and the money® Oh, blow the tin!” he added. “But the letters! Ob, my! that would be too aruel! How it would spoil everything, just as we have got such a delicious swindle. on! ** Oh, it can’t be!” He had got to his feet, but to his rise he found that he was not quite as steady as he could have wished. “ Dear me! I must long,” he muttered. Suddenly Nero swung around and dropped from his perch. Down he plumped, full in front of Biga-Eng- Ming-Ming—for that was the ae Celes- tial who spoke English of the itechapel idi- om. The latter gave a mig. start. Nero recovered arms like a real military ma- chine. “What is it?” cried Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming. “Oh, sir, don’t fire!” Nero remained impassive. Immovable as a statue. He was a wonderful animal, and did rare cred- 3. to Dick in having learned so much in so little ime. ‘Chin-chin!” said the half inebriated Biga- Eng, ruefully. “I wish I only knew a little more have gotcramped sitting so of their blessed lingo, I might be able to gam-. mon-him, and smarm him over.” Nero advanced upon the terror-stricken Biga- Eng menacingly. - * Don’t, h me sir. Oh great mandarin, don’t hurt a poor little fellow.” And just then he caught sight of Nero’s face. This was enough for Biga-Eng. His white face grew ghastly, ‘his teeth chatter- od; and his knees knocked together. “Evins!” groaned the wretched man; “it’s | P®! the old one been and disguised hisself and com- ing to fetch me for my sins—where’s his fork?” ero showed his teeth. And truth to tell, he did look rather an alarm- ing personage, when his white teeth stood out against his face. He was an ‘ul monkey, too, and he saw his advantage. He made another step forward. 4 Then down Biga prostrated himself in the ust. : Thereupon Nero brought down the butt-end of ee an awful whack upon Biga-Eng’s bigger en “Whoo!” yelled Biga; ‘somebody come and help me. Oh, the devil—the devil!” _ And he had good cause to yell, The effects of the blow were to color the un- fortunate man’s damaged part like a harlequin’s coat, and it effectually prevented him from en- ing himself sitting for a long whil to come. ° See 28 man until he was tired of the sport,.and then he made a grab at ¥ Bie a gene aNAy. in his cave : ‘iga-Eng-Ming- wore a wig, __ At: this, sai with his Wane , Nero shoul- dered his musket and marched off homewards. * You could see by his strut that he was nota little pleased with his exploit. Hike Minne Mee wailed and groaned—he groaned and wailed. And when he could no longer repress his curi- osity, he looked up. ‘ : ere was the conquering hero marching off | with his gun in one hand, and the spoils of victory in the other. ‘Oh, my, what a remarkably long pigtail he wears!” said the suffering man, to himself. “¢ And how low down—but I’ve done him and I could laugh if he hadn’t given me ’bacca so aw- ful, for I’ve diddled the devil himself—he thought he had scalped me, and blowed ifit ain’t a wig!” And'so he crawled away with his hands behind hin, ages and yelling: “Oh, how I suffer in this particular part!” CHAPTER XI. BIGAMINI DROPS HIS MASK AND MOLE DROPS IN- TO HIM. HarKaway and Jefferson met Mole on his re- turn from the ruined pagoda. ‘‘Glad to see you alive, sir,” said Harkaway; “did anyone attack you?” Mr. Mole nodded. o Yes. ” “Surely foe were not exposed to any danger, | ter. sir?” said arkaway. **TIndeed I was,” replied Mr. Mole. “But thanks to my good nerve and strong arm, I have given them a lesson.” ‘Goodness gracious!” said: Mr. “Did many attack you?” “ee Yes. ” Jefferson. **Tn force?” “They were at least twenty,” said Mr. Mole. “Did many attack you at once?” Yes. I will not disguise from you that I was insomealarm. But the cowardly ruffians dare not come within reach after I knocked three of them upon the head.” Harkaway and Jefferson said nothing. Their looks expressed their profound admiration for Mandarin Mole. “They all assailed me at once,” pursued the unblushing Mole, with the air of a warrior. “But L fell upon them—hang it, sir, I smote ’em hip and thigh, and I scattered them like chaff before the wind.” “Tt sounds like a song,” said Harkaway. “Tt does,” said Jefferson. ‘I should have peru sorry to have been in your place, Mr. ole. And while Mr. Mole was giving a_ finishing touch to his highly-colored narrative, Dick Har- vey came in, ‘Here’s a letter for you, Mr. Mole,” said he. Mr. Mole took it and read it. And then he handed it to Mr. Jefferson, say- ing that it was from the 2 gees relating to the yy ies of the Franz Josef. Mr. Jefferson read it and handed it to Hark- away, who scanned it through, and then read it aloud to the company generally. “HONORED SiR:—The Franz Josef sails on the twenty-third inst. by special arrangement, and special accommodation has been prepared on board for your friends, who purpose going. The state cabins and berths have been re-fitted, cee requirement has been carefully antici- “Your excellency’s obedient servant to com- mand, Bica-Ene-Minc-Mine.” “Well,” said Mr. Mole, “are you still of the same mind?” “ANP wee And so it went around, everyone deciding apa leaving the place, save Isaac Mole and his 08 Itwas poor Harkaway who had started this movement. — Since the untimely fate of mother was so saddened that arouse her from her settled melancholy. Constant change of scene was, he thought, the only thing to chase dull thought. And so it was determined that they should oung Jack, his nothing could ‘start for the voyage in the first ship—by the Franz Josef. : At the same time it was understood that they were only going for the voyage. They with old Moleto return within a few months. The only members of the party that were to remain behind were Daniel 6 and his comrade. Nabley, the French cook, Hypolite Potiron, and Mr. and Mrs. Mole. | * * * BR ee * “ By-the-way,” said Dick Harvey, “Ihave a bit of fun to relate toyou.”-” a ‘What of?” “Mr, Mole.” “Me!” cried Mole. ‘« Yes—you and Nero.” “Nero and I went up to da. ” Mole started. ‘Nero and you!” he ejaculated. ri “Yes, what of that?” the ruins of the page BS Nothing, only I didn’t know,” merod ole. sa Nero up as a Chinese soldier ——” Wie oe ‘And he looked the part to the life,” contin- ued Dick, as though he did not hear the inter- ruption. ‘‘ Well, there lay Mr. Mole asleep and “Snoring.” ““No—no—no!” cried Mr.. Mole, vehemently. ** Asleep, { grant you, but I deny the snoring. Mrs. Mole will tell you that I never snore, Chloe, my love, tell them that Inever snore, Tell the truth.” ‘““Why, you snore like a old pig, Ikey,” said Mrs. Mole. ‘‘I sometime punch you in de back, turn you ober, and den you not snore so much.” Whereupon there was a general roar of laugh- «i Well,” resumed Dick. “Don’t trouble yourself to tell any more, Har- vey,” said the tutor; enough,” j ““Come—come, Mr. Mole,” said Harvey, “I “we have had quite want them all to know about it and you too. Well, Nero and I marched up. Mr. Mole was snoring, as I said, and beside hie lay a bottle.” “Spring water,” ejaculated Mole. “Marked so, but smelling uncommonly like whiskey.” “A scandal!” “Oh, Mr. Mole—Mr. Mole,” said Harvey. ‘So it is,” persisted Mr. Mole. ‘ es,” he added, appealing to the company, ‘‘if there was any truth in your wilf story, where is Nero dressed up, eh? That’s a poser for you, Harvey—eh, where’s Nero?” Dick heard a noise that induced him to step to the entrance. : t ‘* Where’s Nero?” he echoed; ‘ why, here.” And Nero, grinning and showing his teeth, marched triumphantly in, shouldering his mus- ket, and bearing the spoils of victory. “Halloo!” cried Harkaway; ‘‘ he’s found some- ler 8 “lt rd ag Biga-Eng-M: : 00) ike se reer a lore said Magog Brand. e I aipaya jens t that he pricey wig. Well, Mr. Mole, what do you say now He had disappeared. : The overpowering evidence had even been too much for him. as * * * * * * The twenty-third arrived. The Franz Josef had been fitted u staal e - pi Dp embarked. ero was left behind, be it observed. Since his adventure at the ruins of Mole’s pa- soldier’s costume. The consequence was that the leather case con- taining the letters and money of Biga-Eng-Ming- On the ee of the twen' came upon Nero squatting on the und, and making another desperate attempt D5 open the é eee have you there, Nero?’ demanded the utor, The intelligent monkey held up his treasure to opened it immediately. : “Why, what’s this?” exclaimed Mr. Mole, ss isa pans Bn Pi too. Why, Nero, . “Why, where is 74. Mole?” So he retired until the affair blew over. enough for royalty to travel in, and ¢ goda, Nero had been allowed to retain his native Ming was not discovered. leather case. Mr. Mole, and, to his great delight, the latter where did you get this?” He went on. fifth, Mr. Mole | There were letters, so Mole opened one of them, eagerly glancing first at the outside addr which was: ; ‘ Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming, ““To be forwarded.” But inside the letter, the first words dazed poor _ Isaac Mole, and set him all of a tremble, — ; '“Frmenp Bicamini:—Your last letter has. “Hong Kong. pry bea | ess,
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YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. ——- come safely to hand. But before I go on to speak of the chief subject’ of interest to us all, let me remind you that you have been guilty of impru- dence in selecting a name sonearly like the one by which you were so long known, and by which Talways feel to want to address you, ou are surrounded by danger. You do not know how careful you should be when you have in your im- mediate neighborhood such a mob of keen-sight- ed men as Harkaway—curse him—Harvey, Jef- ferson, a new foe; and his friend, the dwarf, Magog Brand, not to speak of the two Eng- lish detectives, Pike and Nabley, who can read 8 face as plainly as a written volume! Beware of them! Your only bit of luck is having that drunken old donkey, Mole, there.” ‘‘ What!” “<that drunken old ejaculated Mole, firing 2 donkey, Mole, there.’ You have only to hang him out a drink, as a bait, and you can hook him when you please!” s He dashed down the letter with a cry of in- dignation. “Me villain!” he ejaculated; ‘but let me finish it.” ‘He resumed: “Tf you can manage to get the Harkaways off, as yousuppose, by the Franz ee b on the twenty- | 4 third, it wil indeed be glorious, for nothing can then save them from visiting our delightful floating country, the Flowery Land—and in that ease good-by to all our old enemies at one fell sweep, and we shall reap the reward of industry, the fruits of our labors. We shall be rich for life, my Bigamini. etn ep ey brat is here on board, and has been permitted to live till now. In two days he is to be hanged!” “Poor boy—poor boy,” cried Mole. The letter fell from his hand, and Nero eagerly snatched it up. ‘ Ah! Nero—Nero,” said poor old Mole, ‘if you could only read you would learn there that ou are going to lose the best master you ever Laat or ever could have, and I shall lose the best boy, my own dear young Jack.” che the old tutor, quite overcome by his feel- in fairly wept. e can’t say if monkeys ever indulge in tears, but one thing is certain. Nero knew that poor old Mole was in grief, for he sidled up to him and fondled him just as a pet dog does when you are in trouble. “Poor Nero,” said Mr. Mole; ‘‘ poor Nero, when did you get this? Why didn’t you find it sooner? Nero, you are just two days too late.” lack, he was. The Franz Josef was two days on her jour- ney. : Two days nearer its fate. Mr. Mole jumped up. What was to be done? , “Ts no use sitting down to regret,” said he aloud; ‘I must do what I can save them. Oh, what an ass I have been to fall.into such a trap. What shall I do to help them?” the looked out for the two detectives, They were both out. He scarcely expected them back that night. _ Was there no one he could consult in the mean- time? No one. ; ‘Oh, I shall die of impatience,” groaned Mole in anguish, “(I know I shall. All, all gone—all at one fell swoop, and I shall be left a poor mis- erable old wretch to end my days in solitude,” _ His grief was sincere, but still it was rather hard upon the faithful Chloe. * co * ae * * x “Sir!” said a servant, advancing to Mole. “What now?” “The broker, Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming, would see your excellency.”” : Mr. Mole started up. ne Biga-Eng?” “Yes, sir. “Show him in.” The servant bowed and left the apartment. “Now,” said Mr. Mole, to himself, ‘‘now I shall have him. Now we will see how he will go on with that ‘drunken old Mole,’ as they call me. Well, lama drunken old fool, and a don- key, but please Isaac Mole is not utterly despicable when he has ‘a lucid interval.” } He hastily concealed the pocket-book, gave a ' final glance at the letter to ascertain who was the writer, and discovering that it was Toro, he got ‘Nero out of the way while the sham shipbroker ls gt ys ee ee | was ushered intc the room. 6 traitor bowed. q Mole responded by a sae salute. _Hehad to exercise the greatest control over himself to prevent his feelings betraying him. ‘ i ERY “* Good health and re i to your excellen- cy,” said the sham ship’ roker. ‘ You are look- ing in excellent: health.” “fam, my friend,” replied Mr. Mole. ‘‘ Come and be seated.” Biga-Eng-Ming-Ming obeyed with a smile. “To what am I indebted for the pleasure of this visit?” asked Mr. Mole. “‘T have brought your excellency a little pres- ent,” said his visitor, blandly. ‘Ah, what?” “A bottle.” ‘Of spirits,” interrupted Mr. Mole, excitedly. “T thought so.” Biga-Eng smiled. ‘Your excellency is fond of whiskey?” “Yes,” replied Mr. Mole, with forced gaiety, “very. Some of my dear friends go so far as to I'm a drunken old rascal.” t Surely no one would take so great a liberty. Haye you enemies, your excellency?” ~ ‘Some few only.” “Your excellency surprises me.” “Why, when I was in Italy, I knew a scoun- drel, an Italian thief, called Toro—you look strange. Do you know the name?” ‘““No, your excellency,” replied the visitor, uickly, ‘ NotI.” “TJ thought you might.” “ Never was in Italy in all my life.” “Never?” “ Never.” “Could you swear that?” a Yes.” ‘“ At the point of death?” “Oh, certainly,” replied the visitor cheerfully, “certamly.” “That’s right,” said Isaac Mole, stumping across the room to a cabinet in which he kept some arms, ‘‘ for you are near death now.” “ What, sir?” The visitor smiled. He had not quite caught what Mr. Mole said. Mr. Mole got from his cabinet a large horse istol, an ugly, old-fashioned weapon, with a arrel eighteen inches long, and walking around Biga-Eng’s chair, he, took the unsuspecting visi- tor by the throat, and thrust the pistol muzzle into his face ‘““Now, Bigamini,” said Isaac Mole, in a strangely calm voice, ‘‘ you are at the point of death, so swear you never were in Italy in the whole course of your life.” _ KH was, indeed, the villanous and hi ritical imposter Bigamini, the murderer, and the former associate of Italian brigands; who, after being cast adrift upon the ocean, was saved by a pass- ing vessel, and now is a spy in the employ of Chinese pirates, The villain was unmasked. His color went, and his cheeks turned of the livid hue of the grave. His jaw dropped and he was dumb-stricken. “Swear!” said Isaac Mole, in the same cold and terrifying tones; ‘‘ swear it, for I have prom- ised myself that you shall die with a lie upon your lips.” Not a word. Not a sound from that fear-stricken wretch. “Do you hear?’ said Mole, with subdued ferocity. ‘‘Swear!” And he jabbed. the pistol fairly into the im- Regier ee ich igamini only gave a hollow groan. os ree?” rettted Isaac Mole. Bigamini then found his tongue. _‘“Concealment is useless,” he said; ‘‘ but if you kill me, your friends will all be sacrificed.” “Swear!” cried Mole, jabbing him again with the Siete ‘Spare me and I can save them all.” * You prince of liars,” said Isaac Mole, ‘‘ you are trying if on again.” “Tam not; my life is in your hands; is it eat I would trifie with you now?” ‘* How could you save them? ‘“Rasily.” “fixplain,” cried Mole, quickly, ‘‘ or the pistol might go off, and your head with it.” ched after them,” ‘ ‘ “Let a steamer be di said Bigamini, hurriedly; ‘‘let me be kept in bondage until they aresafe, If you can pay for goodness he shall learn that | it-—— “Tf,” eried Mole, excitedly, “if—I'll pay thous- ands—anything, everything that I possess.” “‘ Nothing is easier thén,” said Bigamini. ‘What shall I do? Iwill give my life to save my friends.” ‘Call your people.” Mole stepped up to a gong that stood in the room, and beat uponit with a large drumstick that was hung beside it. : Bigamini glanced eagerly about him. ‘‘ Now or never!” the spy muttered to himself. i theirs to a very good He bounded from his seat, and snatching up a broad cimeter from the cabinet of arms, he made a dash at Mole. “Ha!” cried Mole. 4 But before he could get out of reach, a deadly cut from the cimeter upon his leg sent him to the ground with a groan of agony. “You've got it, old Mole, have you?” said Big- amini. He raised his cimeter again to strike. Just then something lea upon his should- Se and two sharp, claw-like hands caught in his ir. The hands of something horrible and unnat ural ate into his flesh, and he was blinded with his own blood. He yelled with agony. Down he rolled upon the floor, and then, catch- ing a glimpse of his hitherto unseen enemy, he was filled with a nameless horror. His assailant was the devilish-looking sentry from the ruins of the pagoda. He scrambled up and fought desperately, and ag for the door, but some one was near at and, So he fought up to the window, and somehow or other contrived to scramble out. But his unearthly assailant had given him something to remember him by for many a long day to come; for the brave Nero had not only taken out the traitor’s hair by the handful, and this time it was not a wig, but he had also torn his tace, and blinded him in one eye for life. * * * * * * Daniel Pike burst into the room, followed closely by rhe § ; an r. Mole—Mr. Mole,” cried the latter, ‘‘ what isi ; Poor old Mole was almost beyond speech. But he pulled himself up, and with a groan “ Bigamini—window—he escapes—shoot—kill —bring him back.” Pike heard the words, and his quick wit caught the meaning at once. ‘ So, snatching up his rifle, he ran to the window, “T can see a man fying up the bill.” “After him!” cried Nabley ; “T won't.” Blas scrambled through the window, rifle in Then when he saw that the fugitive had to make a long, straight run of it in the open, he dropped upon one knee, and resting his elbow upon the other, he took along, steady aim. ‘* Hit him!” He had. The fugitive threw up his arms and fell for- ward upon his face. ‘He's safe,” said Daniel Pike, contentedly; “now for poor old Mole.” } He ran back to the window and put his head : in. A The place was full of people now. _ Poor Chloe was sy spd her husband’s head in her lap, while the servants were gathered about, looking on. “Nabley,” said Pike, anxiously, ‘‘ How is he?” “a Bad. ” ‘Is there danger?” he asked, anxiously. “*T can’t say; but the villam has eT ole ped off the other leg—if we save him, he ave to go through the world upon another wooden leg. Just then poor Isaac Mole opened his eyes. “Has Pike got him?” he feltered. “a Yes.” ‘“That’s brave,” said the sufferer. “Save them, and I can die happy. Bring him here.” Pike and one of the servantsran back and mounted the hill to the spot where his well-aimed shot had dropped the pirates’ spy. But he was gone. Where it was impossible to say. pemsty amini had got er Bee oat peed sign 0: assage was a -tale to) upon the hillside where he fell. me This was indeed bad luck, and Daniel Pike re- turned quite crestfallen to the house. CHAPTER XII. HUNSTON’S MECHANICAL ARM—‘‘ FORKS, BEWARE ME!”—THE LEGEND OF THE PIRATE TREASURE, Ler us board the Flowery Land once more. Several details have to be related in connection with the pirate vessel, before we resume the ad- ventures of the unfortunate Mole. ) They had naturally a g;o0d deal of leisure’ tim upon their hands now, and some of them put advantage. on ‘don’t miss him.”
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2 YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. avai bares Robert Emmerson showed that, in addition to the various gifts of which we have seen he was ed, that he was a highly skilful mechan- ician, and he d his hours in making a moy- ablearm for Hunston. The artificial limb was made of. steel, and so cunningly wrought, there wasnot even any stiff- ness ea beara it to those who might not happen tio know of Hunston’s loss. The hand was a masterpiece, and joined with a delicacy and finish that was perfectly mar- veolous. When this clever piece of mechanism was com- agers Emmerson showed that, joined to his skill other branches of mechani art, he was an admirable engraver. Upon the smooth steel of the thicker part of the arm he engraved this legend: “From Emmerson to Hunston. “Fors, Beware Mx! “ But woe to the wearer if raised against a friend.’ Now, clever as was this mechanical limb, it yet soncealed from the general eye a most important feature of its construction. ; This feature was known only to Emmerson. It was this. One of the springs in the top joint was anoint- ed with a subtle and insidious poison. It was so arranged that in a given time the friction would inevitably cause the joint to wear away, and then it would need the care of the in- yentor himself. ; He alone knew how to repair it in that part. The bend of guilt existing between them gave Emmerson no guarantee of Hunston’s good faith. Now this would, he thought, make Hunston gecure; for once let the spring wear through, it must corrode and then woe be to the wearer of she arm! irae progress of the work, Robert Em- merson had carefully kept the nature of it a secret. The consequence was that when Hunston ap- peared on deck amongst his comrades, there was a general excitement. ' ey all pronounced it 2 marvelous work, and Emmerson was quite liouised for awhile. ‘*¢ You see the legend it bears upon the arm, my friends and comrades all,” said Hunston. ‘ Let us hope that it is true. Let me, echo the wish heartily, sincerely, ‘ Woe to the wearer if raised against a friend!’” As mag Sg a aft, Hunston asked Toro what was the day of the month. “The twenty-third.” “ Good y" ‘* You know what occurs to-dey,” said Hun- mm. ‘* No,” replied Emmerson. ‘What?’ “ por the threatening danger into which they had been decoyed by the treachery of the pirates’ spy, Bigamini. And this was the only scheme they could hit upon. ; They got a dozen large bottles together, and in a they dropped a few small shot. This was to be used as a steadier. Then they inserted a small written note in each bottle, and carefully corked and sealed it. They next waxed each bottle and dipped itin tar. This done, they drew a broad line of white,and another of red around the top of the bottle. And when the first of these was completed, young Jack dropped it through the cabin window into the sea. Then followed an anxious time for them all. Would it float? Would it attract the attention of a passing ves- sel? Alas! it was doubtful. ‘We must hope for the best,” said the Ameri- can doctor; ‘‘it is our only chance, and I have a presentiment that all our labor and ail our per- severance cannot go unrewarded.” 5 And so the good old gentleman comforted his two young companions. The second night saw three more of their sig- nal bottles completed and Jaunched. Now, as it chanced to be fine and moonlight they could plainly see their bottles dancing on the water. ‘They are visible enough,” said young Jack. “ Our only hope is,therefore, to send out enough of de and hope for the best,” said Harry Gird- we . ve s e,” said the American doctor; “ our hépe must be in Heaven now.” And so nightly they pursued their self-set task, hoping that Providénce would send the Franz Josef across their little floating beacon of warn- ing. e Doctor,” said young Jack, one night, ‘do you remember how you saved me?” ** When?” “When they followed me down here and would have carried me up on deck.” “ Yes. ” ‘Was there any truth in that?” “Tn what?” “That little phial, that, if crushed, would send the whole ship and crew to the bottom?” “Yes, undoubtedly, it is true.” “Then,” said young Jack, thoughtfully, ‘‘we have always that one resource on hand.” The American doctor looked serious. “ $ We have; but still I should hesitate to use it. ‘* Even in a very extreme case?” asked young Tes.” “Then you just give it to me, doctor,” said young Jack, boldly.“ I shouidn’t myself.” The doctor looked more serious than before. “T dare say not, Jack,” he said, quietly, but it is better in my hands at present.’ * * % * * * Harry Girdwood was convalescent. _ Still he was scarcely fit as yet for violent exer- cise. By the doctor’s orders he reclined for several hours out of the twenty-four more than either he himself or young Jack did. He shared all their counsels, and being com- pelled to rest so long bodily inactive, his mind ‘| was all the more pliant and industrious. Ani i thought oceupied it. id. one solitary thought ever Dp) pe! At a first glance you will naturally say that there was not much scope for invention, unless be started by some plan which was of risk and danger to be contemplated for an instant. “Doctor,” said r Girdwood, late one night, as they were about tocommence their usual conference, ‘‘and ste Jack, I have got some- to you th, ae say something to provose.” “ What is it?” said the doctor. “T have a plan of escape to suggest.” “Ts it practicable?” a “You shall hear and judge for yourself.” “Go on,” Harry, said young Jack, who was all eagerness to hear it. Or In the first place, do you hear that crezking noise just overhead?” “Do you know what it is?” “It’s the boat swinging there, and it creaks with rust as the ship moves, or as the wind blows.” ‘That's it, Jack,” said Harry Girdwood, “and - was that ee Cand first yey ex ene a y groaning with pain. At it was only a confused fancy, but by degrees I have got it into shape, and I t! now that if you will help me, we can work it all pretty safely.” , ‘Go on,” said young Jack, with all the hot eagerness of youth. “Proceed,” said the old American more eravely. ‘I thought night and day how to lower that boat and ourselves with it. We must get a store of food together saved out of our rations, to vic- tual the boat, and we must get fire arms. The next thing is to have the pulleys so well greased in advance, that it will drop down into the water without any noise at all.” The doctor smiled. ‘That's a difficult job,” he said. “ Difficult,” said Jack, with eagerness, “ bus not impossible.” ** Perhaps!” “And what about the watch?” asked the doc- Tr. “You must do that.” “How?” ““Why, you must have plenty of drugs that could send them to sleep for any length of time.” “T have,” x mded the doctor; “the only difficulty would be to——” **To administer them,” said young Jack. “ce Yes. ” ‘That shall be my job,” said ; ‘‘ the plan of the French cook was a good one—all that it wanted was care in its execution.” to: “True.” **To avoid rashness.” True again.” tye night at the water id the doctor, “that is a ry daring notion.’ “Tt is, doctor; nothing but daring can save us. Would you not dare something to get out of thia floating slaughter house?” sigh. “Then join us in our scheme,” said young Jack; ‘‘I’m sureit sounds well, and with your — a it could be done, I am sure.” he doctor made no reply. d He sat moodily for along while, calculating the chances of this desperate business. ‘Well, doctor?” “Well, my dear boys, I shall join you,” he said, ‘‘ but only on one condition.” ; ‘* Name it.” “That you will be guided by me and ayoid © rashness.” ““T promise.” “ And I too.” “Then, my boys, I am in the plan heart and soul, and if you only join the greatest caution to our na’ tact and skill, something good will sure to come of it.” f . Well, the tie abeniK passed each night in maturing Harry Girdwood’s plan of escape. ee upon the third day a misfortune happened to them. One of the crew, a Lascar, named Spirillo, fell from the rigging to the deek, bruising himself rather seriously. ; The man was carried by his comrades into the cabin, and the doctor to attend upon him. The injuries te man had received were of suck a nature that they feared to move him. The consequences were that Spirillo waa obliged to spend two days and ne with them, which put an end effectually to t] i in the matter of the escape. Now the doctor was by nature humane, and he was also exceedingly polite. ‘‘Tt’s an unfortunate job, Jack,” said he fo our ‘oung hero, ‘‘ but we must make the best of it. We have a double motive in getting this Spirillo well as quickly as possible.” ‘Let me nurse him then,” said y Jack. ‘You can if you like,” said the doctor, » “« only be careful.” nae se me, sir.” * And attentive,” “J will” ) “TI would, indeed,” said the doctor, with a eir proceedings —
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‘ant upon Spirillo, the Lascar YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. ae Bt) And so young Jack found hims =o head attend- irate. The Lascar received young Jack’s attentions somewhat surlily at first, but the boy’s winnin, manner soon told upon the rough Spirillo, and by Seat he quite warmed up to him. hen it was that young Jack eae | dis- covered that Spirillc was anything but a brutal or ferocious man at the botiom, indeed, that he had under the very roughest of exteriors, some really kind feelings and worthy attributes. Young Jack made Spirillo grow quite confiden- tial in the course of a day or so. Peso by degrees he learned all the Lascar’s past It chs not without a certain interest. But we have not space here to give it in his own words. Brieti;’, then, Spirillo had fallen into his pres- ent way of life by pure accident. Without being utterly bad, he was just careless enough of his reputation and morals, generally, to drift into anything that turned up—whether a » piracy, or even slave-catching. He originall been in the merchant ser- vice, and his vessel had been run down by a no- torious pirate—one of a whole fleet—cruising about the Greek Archipelago. Here he had spent many years of his life. The Gree rover had spared his life on condi- fion of his joining them. Spirillo might have chosen the career had he had the choice left free to him. With such an ugly alternative as losing his life, he did not hesitate half a second. And so, behold Spirillo drop suddenly from being a bluff, honest tar, into a. full-blown pi- rate; one of a most notorious gang, with a heavy price upon his head, and a rope ter waiting eee or him whenever he should be captured. ““And how came you to leave the Greeks?” asked young Jack. xe a quarrel with the captain,” replied Spirillo; ‘it was about one of the prisoners taken. I knew that he was a vicious fellow; he never forgave anyone yet for so much as a thoughtless word—never forgot an injury, how- ever slight or unintentional. So I made my es- cape. ** Where?” “Here.” “What, direct?” “* Almost.” _ But did you know of these pecrie when you lived cruising about in those latitudes?” The Lascar pirate stared in a peculiar way at the questioner. **'You mustn’t be too curious,” he said. “TI don’t mean to be indiscreet,” said young Jack, hastily; ‘‘ pray don’t let me annoy you by my questions.” “You don’t,” ty hey cot ge quite melted by the eagerness of young Jack to make him- self agreeable. that that I shail refuse to tell you—nothing more. Anything about the old gang I’m free to speak about—anything—it’s only of these that I must, of course, keep silent.” “Then just one question, please,” said young Jack; “could those Greel:s make large fortunes out of their plunder?” ‘Some of them.” ** How, some?” *‘The captain and some of the officers.” “T see.” “There is a treasure in the pirates’ island of the Archipelago that would make the fortune combined, of Rothschild, Oppenheim, Baring, Pereire, anda score more,” : Jack smiled. ¢ “ Tt’s a big one, then, Spirillo,” he said. “You areright, young fellow, it is. You have read the tales of the *‘ Thousand and One Nights,’ I suppose?” “ es. ” “ And you remember the tale of ‘ Ali Baba’ ?” ‘T do, indeed,” said young Jack; “ you would ae of the Forty Thieves’ treasure?” ” oy es. ” “Well, and is there such a fairy-like cove in your pirate island?” ‘** You may laugh, young fellow, but it is liter- ally so. The wildest fancy cannot exaggerate the fabulous wealth of the treasure.” ‘ “Tf a reason could be found for lowering that boat, and let her be towed along astern, I could do the rest?” Spirillo’s pe brightened at these words. “ that ?? “ All.” be * * * * * * io night the boat was being towed along rm. Young Jack ran down gleefully to carry the news to the doctor and Harry Girdwood, The doctor was elated at this. “Jack, my son,” said he, “T believe now that we shall carry it through.’ “Believe,” cried young Jack; “it is a cer- tainty.” “We must et the boat under the window here to-night,” said Harry Girdwood, ‘‘and lower our provisions and arms into it.” ““We can manage that.” Gz ‘* And then we have but to lower ourselves.” “ And Spirillo,” said the doctor. “Of course. It would indeed be base ingrati- tude to play him false,” said young Jack. “How did Spirillo manage it?’ asked Harry Girdwood. “‘Under pretext of greasing the chains and davits,” was the reply. “The only thing remaining, is to get\Spirillo to learn our latitude very precisely, and get a chart, so that we may be ableto steer to the near- est port when once we get clear, and not drift about hopelessly in mid ocean.” “We can manage that,” said young Jack. A little after sundown, young Jack went up on deck, in hopes of coming across his friend and accomplice, Spirillo. The latter was on the look-out for him. Atasingle glance, young Jack perceived that there was something amiss, for Spirillo’s look os ee PE abe e made a sign to young Jack no’ speak with him yet, until they were sure that they wera not observed. : Then, having assured himself upon this point, he beckoned the ae pene: ; ‘* Jack,” said the , in low, earnest tones, “T want to say a word to you thatis very seri. ous. Jack stared. “* Serious?” “ Yes.” “Indeed?” “Your life is in danger, a very great danger,” “How?” ‘You have some bad enemies on board.” Young Jack smiled. é “That is no news,” he said; “and I know to whom you allude.” : ‘You do?” - 6 Yes.” ‘Then you know that there isa great danger?” “Tdo; the greatest, but I have baffled them before now in as great difficulties as this, and I have the greatest confidence yet.” 2 Spirillo stared at young Jack, and smiled dubi- ous y as he said: “You are a brave boy of England, and I hope your confidence in yourself may not be mis- placed this time. e danger is great. Toro and his friend, your fellow countryman, hate you worse than poison, and you will have to n “JT do not fear them.” a ee mld oun Jak ‘They have often meant i y “but they couldn't manage it. Besides, now. I knowthat the captain of the Flowery Land means me to live.” ‘*He does.”
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14 F ‘YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. He en ee Fis f “What have I to fear then, if the captain means it?” : “Everything. They dare not ee the cap- tain, especially as his purpose for keeping you alive is but to get a heavy ransom from your parents for you.’ “Of course.” “Well, your two enemies mean you to die; they are opposed by all the crew aswell as the captain. Therefore, they have been conspiring to put an end to you on the quiet, so be on your guard, lad.” ae EY “They mean to get hold of you, and heave you overboard in the night, while the captain and crew are all asleep. Jack shivered. “That's awkward,” he said; ‘‘and when do they mean to carry out this amiable plot?” ‘'To-night, if they can.” ‘ “Very good; I must be on my guard. But how did’ you learn it?’ “By overhearing their schemes. They did not disguise their thoughts before me. They conversed west freely in English, never dream- ing that I spoke your language.” * Good!” } “You have but to keep out of their way to- night. In the morning I will put the captainon his guard, and then woe betide themif they dare lift a hand against you.” Young Jack shook the pirate’s hand warmly. _ ‘* You are a real friend, Spirillo,” he said,earn- estly, ‘‘and Lhope to show my gratitude to you in some tangible form soon.” ; “ Help me to get the treasure, my lad, and I shall have all the reward that I want.” ' “That you may count upon.” “ Right; and now back to your cabin. Away with you. Good-night!” “ Good-night!” The boy turned from his new-found friend, and made for the cabin stairs. Just as he was upon the top step, a hand was placed upon his shoulder. © > A cloth was thrown over his head, and he was lifted up in a pair of brawny arms and borne away. In the toils! The a gasped. The full sense of his danger flashed across him. His hand had been resting upon his knife when he was caught Up, and this proved of very mater- ial assistance to him in the dire extremity. He jerked his arm free and lunged out with his knife at random, He struck something, and the knife went in pretty deeply. So deeply that his a a gave a cry of pain, and then, as young Jack wriggled with despera- tion, he dropped upon the dak To scramble up and make off was the work of a moment, Two men rushed after him. First was Hunston. Next was Toro. : The latter, as he came on, was busily engaged in binding up his right arm, which the boy’s knife had Zone right through. . Young Jack flew on like the wind, dodged around a heap of luggage piled up on the deck, and glided down the cabin stairs. They were closed upon him in an instant. “Dm safe now,” thought young Jack; “ they will never dare follow me here.” But barely had the thought flashed through his mind when he made an alarming discovery. A discovery which chilled his very blood. In the confusion of his flight he had not got in- to the right cabin. _ Ina berth at the further end of the cabin was a manstretched at full length upon his back, and tossing about restlessly. The face and form were alike familiar. A step nearer, and young Jack recognized in . the man the notorious Robert Emmerson. Robert Emmerson—the murderer! Poor Jack felt he was lost, Here was his retreat cut off. Emmerson here, his two bitterest enemies up the cabin stairs. ‘Perhaps had passed the stairs, and didnot know he was there. au as thought, he crept up the steps. ut before he could put his head out of the hatchway, he heard Hunston’s voice close by his ear: “He is not far off!” Jack drew back. Down he went again on tip-toe, and just as he t to the bottom, they were on top peering own, ‘* He must have gone down there.” ‘** Stop a bit,” said Hunston. ‘‘ You stay on ; ' t around. . The brat guard here, Toro, while I : : e must’n’t leave him isas sli as an eel. half a chance.” The boy’s heart sank. He had but one faint hi This was that they would go further to resume their search, and that he could make a bolt for his own cabin. The boy crept nearer yet to Emmerson’s berth. It was got up with a certain amountof elabor- ation and luxury for a cabin of a pirate ship,and the bed was hung with damask curtains, which now served young Jack as a hiding place, Now, as he stood here, his attention was gradu- ally fixed by the disturbed appearance of the sleeping Emmerson. e murderer’s dreams were evidently not of a pleasant nature. o wonder. R Man may occasionally elude the vigilance of the law for the crimes of which Emmerson was guilty, but there is a worse punishment than the and of man can inflict which he cannot escape. The workings of a guilty conscience. Robert Emmerson did not know what rest was. Never a night passed in quiet rest. Barely did he close his eyes ere the shadows of Nabley the elder, and of Saul Garcia, the Jew miser, haunted his dreams. Ghostly and forbidding they looked, and the words they whispered in his ears were always upon the same strain—warnings, dire forebod- ings! Zee at the moment that young. Jack came down, he was with his last victim, the wretched, murdered old Jew. Saul Garcia, robed as Exnmerson had last seen him—his pallid face whiter than his night clothes —with the blood fresh from his many wounds, and bedabbling his long, thin, grey hair! The shade of his victim did not speak to him, but it placed its long, thin fingers upon his arm and they closed upon it! Then while the miserable man_ was shrinkin, from the shade of Saul Garcia, he felt himse dragged from his bed through miles and miles of the ocean, emerging in a ay and sunny land. In his dream the shade of Saul Garcia dragged him on across waving cornfields until they came upon an English village. It was a pretty, bright scene; there was the village green away to the left, the old-fashioned Norman church; close to it with its quaintly- built parsonage a ena and just a field off was a more modern brick building with a minia- ture pay over it. The bell was just tolling the boys out of school. One of these young scholars caught Emmer- son’s attention at once. He was a fair-haired boy, with blueeyes and a clear complexion. : A handsome, well-built boy, with an express- ion that was frank and y: There was something in that boy of all the others which greatly interested Emmerson. It was himself in his boyhood. And he followed the boy’s path homewards. His way lay across a large tract of green mea- dow land, beyond which he came toa lane eut between two hills. As the fair-haired scholar passed through this ravine, a low whistle was heard that caused hi to look up. Then a man pushed his way through the bush- es, and catching hold of an overhanging branch of a tree, he swung himself, with considerable agility, down into the lané right before the schoolboy. The boy was a bit startled at first, but he soon recovered himself. And then there took place between them an earnest conversation, It'was clear that the swarthy, Bipey looking man was tempting the boy—thatthe boy was re- sisting the temptation. , / The gipsy now brought out a big, old-fashioned silyer watch as a bribe for the young boy. And the latter wavered. ; Then Emmerson grew strangely excited as he watched the result. Excited, too, in the eager hope that the boy would not yield. Strange this! Strange, for so utter a villain as Robert Em- merson to be now so troubled in his dream. His dream still continued, and he saw that the boy’s good nature conquered, and he went on his way. And then Emmerson could not repress a ery of joy. } The gipsy fellow ran after the fair-haired boy, and caught him by the collar. 2: He took out an ugly-looking knife, and flour- | ished it before the little fellow’s eyes. But the boy, too plucky for the gipsy, ducked under his legs and bolted off, while the gipsy top- pled over, and scrambled upon the ground. __ Emmerson, in his dream, gave a joyous laugh. And then the scene had faded away. iF All was darkness. CHAPTER XIV. THE FATE OF ROBERT EMMERSON--YOUNG JACK AT BAY, . , EMMERSON, in his dreams once more looked around him. The shade of Saul Garcia was still before him. - The long, bony fingers still clutched his arm. The Jew spake not, but, waving his hand once more, silently invited Emmerson’s attention again. he scene was changed. Before him now was a homely, pee inter- ior, and there were two actors in this scene, both of whom caused every pulse:in Emmerson’s body to vibrate with strong emotions. And why? Because the most prominent figure of the two was the woman who had cared for him from his tenderest infancy—who had nurtured him with a nee affection that none but a mother could show. } Yes! it was the shadow of his mother. com eee [a ole yaad a rer sis blue-eyed yy who had just fled from the gipsy tempter. And that bright little lad wus neces Emmerson eee awe-stricken, at these figures —so real, so life-like, which his conductor con- jured up in dreamland. Fide And now Emmerson could see that the two were conyersing, but he could not catch their words. ; But their gestures were full of meaning. He was describing to his mother the danger from which he had just escaped. The mother showed her fears as he went on, and then she was full of gratitude for his safe de- livery from peril. He undressed himself, and prepared for bed, and then, before going to rest for the night, he knelt devoutly at his mother’s knees, and they lifted their voices together ingrayer. _ The fair boy’s bright favé and his innocent eyes looked up to her, and she looked fondly down upon him. ; It was an eloquent picture of filial affection and parental tenderness. He thought he heard a stern voice speak. “To you recognise the group?” Emmerson started, rudely aroused from con- — templation of this touching picture, and there was the shade of Saul Garcia pointing solemnly to the scene. ~ Emmerson felt sensations which had been strangers to his breast for many and many a long year. i “Speak,” said the shade of the Jew; ** answer me.” 7 { “ Alas!” responded Emmerson, “Ido.” And with his answer came a deep-drawn sigh, telling of remorse that was more agony than any physical suffering could age be. “You remember it?’ said the shade of Saul him | Garcia, in the same sepulchral tones, “* Now look again.” Simunerson involuntarily obeyed. The scene was changed. ‘The actors were the same as before. The bright-looking boy was in bed; his mother -stood on the threshold—lamp in hand. She bade her boy a fond and lingering good night, and then withdrew, leaving the boy to his slumbers. - He was asleep almost immediately. ; Then after a brief interval a light shone faintly in at the window. h A moment or so after, the window was forced — noiselessly open, and a dark, swarthy face ay)- peared. ‘ It was the gipsy The ruffian who had met the boy in the lane, and tempting him in vain, threatened his life. Emmerson, in his spell-bound dream, watched. in breathless expectation for the next incident in this dark scene. The gipsy darkened the lantern awhile; then — clambered into the room. But.as he walked, his footfalls were not heard; they made not the slightest noise. Mi Te moved like a shadow. fs Hig feet were provided with the soft list over- shoes such as boas are reputed to wear in their nefarious calling. ay : * The intruder listened at the door. _ : q
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z . ‘YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. ; ; 15 Then he made himself secure against interrup- tion by fastening the door on the inside. This done, he stole back to the bed, and flashed the bull’s-eye lantern in the sleeper’s face until © the glare aroused him. fae As the boy opened his eyes, he was dazzled with the fierce blaze, and he failed to recognize the intruder until the gipsy spoke. “Bob, you must come with me!’ The boy refused. He was full of fears; but he stoutly refused to go with the gipsy. Thereupon the latter seized him by the throat, and brandished the knife in his face; and it seemed as if murder was imminent. ‘Emmerson could look no more thus passively. He made a rush to help the boy, but Sade the shade of Saul Garcia seemed invested with a giant’s strength, and he dragged him back with the greatest ease. Emmerson fought desperately, but he fought in vain. And in the middle of this horrible nightmare his struggles aroused him, and he awoke. * * * a * ak _ Where am I?’ he murmured confusedly. “What, a dream only? But, oh, how dreadful!” He stretched out his hand for the light. He raised it. Something was beside him. It was a boy kneeling at his bed. Tt was young Jack. The boy’s fair face was turned upwards ap- pealingly, and as Emmerson looked, the face so reminded him of the one he had just seen in his vision that he could scarce believe that he was awake. ‘“ Will this never be over?” he muttered, pass- ing his hand across his eyes; ‘‘ shall I never wake?” “Save me!” cried ce Jack. Emmerson stared “Save me!” just then at the top of the steps. “He must have gone down there.” “Never. It is Emmerson’s berth; the boy’s as sharp as a needle. He knows that as well as you do. He’d never venture down there.” “i don’t care where he has ventured,” said Har: “Once let me put my hand upon him——” oung Jack looked up imploringly at Hmmer- son, “You will not let them harm me?” he urged. “You were young once yourself, and you'll let me hide here, [ know.” Young J. ack’s stammering appeal touched Rob- ert Emmorscon in his present state of mind, more than words far more eloquent could have done, How could he forget the dream of his own youth, when he had only just seen himself back in his boyhood as plainly and as vividly as he now saw youn Jack? Tt all flashed through his mind in those few moments. He was back in the past and tracing his career from whence he had looked upon those two scenes of his boyhood until now. Step by step he traced his fall and his progress in guilt up to this. And all this panorama, of a, life flashed before his eyes in the space of a minute, and then he was recalled to himself by hearing footsteps on the companion ladder. “Save me!” cried young Jack, despairingly. He clambered up on Emmerson’s bed, crawled over him, and crouched down behind him for protection. He could not know .what was passing in the ilty Emmerson’s mind. : He could not see the workings of. that over- _ charged conscience. : 3 What, then, could have induced him to seek refuge there? stinct. y - “You're safe here, my boy,” said ‘Emmerson, placing his hand kindly on Jack's head. Hunston appeared on the steps. a ; pes and turned to his companion. “Keep a sharp look-out up there, Toro,” said he; ‘‘don’t let him slip.” “Trust me,” replied the ex-brigand. ‘‘If he slips through my fingers, I’ll forgive him.” unston advanced, and then young Jack be- to tremble with i Ig Reals - He would have crouched down behind Emmer- “son, but the latter would not allow this. Stand up,” he said; “there’s no fear while you are with me.” _ Hunston heard the voice and ran down. Just as he reached the foot of the ladder, he] Robert Emmerson was dead, killed by his false called out to Toro to follow him. “* Come on,” he shouted; ‘‘ I have him, Toro.” Toro replied with a chuckle, and ran down after his companion in crime. “You young viper!” exclaimed Hunston, ‘let me crush you. And he advanced a pace to drag young Jack out. “Stand off,” said Emmerson, springing up; “the boy is under my protection, and you must not harm him.” “Must not?” echoed Hunston, fiercely. ‘‘ What does this mean?’ ‘‘Must not!” repeated Emmerson, with a kind of dogged determination. “Oh!” cried Hunston, scornfully; “‘we will soon see this. Here, Toro!” ‘“‘ Here,” returned Toro, entering just then. ‘“Harkyou, my friends,” said Emmerson; ‘“ I want this boy spared.” , om Emmerson, want him spared—what or? “Why,” said Toro, ‘‘he belongs to the crew that are our worst enemies. Harkaway and his set have ruined us, and shall we spare him now?” “No, a thousand times no!” cried Toro. “Tt’s only to please me,” persisted Emmerson, “and pat Chas cannot refuse me so small a matter as this boy’s life. Besides, consider, the captain and crew wish him spared for the rich ransom they can get.” “Stuff!” cried Toro; “ give us up the boy.” They looked threatening, but Emmerson was not to be daunted. He had often shown courage in a bad cause, he was not to be cowed now that he was acting in a good one. “Tadvise you both to keep back,” cried Em- merson, ‘‘for I now tell you, rather than have ed brave lad hurt, I would have both your ives. ‘Your life then against ours,” cried Hunston, fiercely. As they advanced, Emmerson made one step back, and turning around, he made a grab at « pair of loaded xisfole that hung over his bed, but before he could reach them, Hunston was upon m. In his iron hand was fastened a long, ugly knife, and lifting this high above him, he ae it down with fearful force upon the stooping merson. The blow needed no repetiton. ~ “ Coward!” cried Emmerson, looking fixedly at Hunston, then he gave a dull, hollow groan, and rolled over. Hunston started back aghast. ‘Toro was considerably stertled at the deed. : Young Jack was ready to help himself by this ime. He had noticed Emmerson’s efforts to get at the pistols, and he caught them up in’ moment. “Stand off,” he cried, presenting thése; “‘ here’s one for each of you.” : Emmerson was ina bad way by now. He supported himself upon one arm, and tried vainly to rise. “You have done for me, Hunston,” he said faintly, ‘‘and with that arm, too.” “What did you interfere for?” growled Huns- ton, ina surly tone. ‘ You asked for it, and you got if. Let me look at your hurt?’ “Keop back.” replied Emmerson; ‘it is past your aid now.” : Hunston would have helped him, but Emmer- son shrank from him. . Young Jack saw the repugnance that he mani- ew and he menaced the two ruffians with the istols. is The positions were reversed now, Emmerson had to be protected, and young Jack was the protector. ‘* Hunston—villain!” gasped the wounded man. “T hayen’t now five minutes’ life inme. Without me your iron arm is useless—worse than useless. Remember my words, and the legend on the arm.’ And then, as though the effort to pronounce these words had been too much for him, he dropped back, faint and exhausted. A change came over his face. An ominous change. The end was not far off, now. *‘T would have seen you safely through this, my boy,” he gasped, faintly, ‘‘but you must see to yourself, now; I am done for. Hunston,” he added. : “ Beware the steel arm! It has been my death, > dnd Coan, witlhago-wante apal kde en, with these we upon his) lips, he sank back. ’, Moh Fecha } . friend, the villain Hunston.° ‘ At first the two ruffians were startled at the suddenness of the catastrophe, but they were too much accustomed to look upon death to be very: much upset by this murder. They sprang forward to grab at young Jack, but the boy was not to be taken unawares. He sent out his ree again, and brought the ruffians to a stand. CHAPTER XV. DESPERATE DEEDS—ADRIFT—HOW THE AMERI- CAN DOCTOR COVERED THE RETREAT OF THE | REAR GUARD. “Go,” said Jack, boldly, ‘or I'll bring the pair of youdown. I never miss.” They did not like the look of the boy, now. “Tf you don’t go, I shall lose patience,” he said; “T shall bring down one, for sure, and the other will be dealt with by your Chinese frierids for murdering a comrade.” At this, Hunston backed up the ladder, closely followed by Toro. Young Jack went up after them, and driving the two ruffians before him, in this way he made for his own cabin. The good old doctor and Harry Girdwood hast- ened to meet him. “Oh, Jack—Jack,” exclaimed Harry, '‘ where have you been?” ‘““We have been in a rare state of mind,” said the doctor. ‘“‘ What has kept you?’ ‘‘More than there is time to explain, doctor,” answered Younes, Jack, ‘‘Lhave attacked. One of them defended me against Toro and Hunston, and one has been murdered.” ““Which one? Surely not Spirillo?” “No; where is Spirillo? Have you seen him within the last half hour?” “No. Why?” f ‘We must make our escape to-night.” “ Ww hy?” “To-morrow may be too late.” The doctor was quite flushed et this, “Pray explain yourself, Jack,” he said. “Why must it be to-night?’ s “The murder of Robert Emmerson by Htm- ston will probably bring about an investigation of the whole matter, and any moment might discover all our plans, our boat ready for start- ing, provisioned and armed, and then our lives wouldn’t be wortha rap.” : He then gave them a hurried account of all that he had gone through upon that eventful night. oung Jack was right. ‘To-night or never. : The Amarin doctor got dopsthes his medi- cines and everything which been left as his portion of the preparations. : Not a thing was forgotten by him. Very few words were exchanged between them: They had made a lowering apparatus by which they filled the boat with the various articles they hae got ready for the expedition, and as this was dropped through the window with its small cargo, the doctor ticked off its contents against his written list of necessaries, carefully com- iled. . The moment approached when all would be | completed. He moved towards tho companion ladder. ‘* No rashness, and above all, don’t venture on to the deck, only signal Spirillo and come back.” “Good.” “ Harr 2 o Sir.” “ Are you ready?” “ Yes. 7 “‘ Now then, take the rifles. Where is the small keg of powder?” “* Here?” “ And the bullet mould?” ‘* Already in the boat.” “Good. Now, then.” y At this moment a low, soft whistle from above told him that Spirillo was there. ‘ Harry Girdwood answered Then he squeezed throu, slipped into the boat... on ; n the space of a minute he was joined by young Jack, who reached the boat in the same ‘ashion. c it. the porthole ana enly a monkey or a sailor can, Next came Spirillo, who glided as nimbly as *5 ar
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16 YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE “Now, doctor,” said Harry Girdwood, ‘‘make ite. right.” The eibeton* gave a look around as he spoke, and then he stepped over the ship’s side and took hold of the rope. “6 Gooey to the pirate ship Flowery Land, ferewell to the floating shambles,” muttered the American. “Not yet.” A dark form had risen from the planks, it seemed, and confronted the doctor at this mo- ment. The doctor was momentarily taken aback. nN i ar be tdo you want?’ he demanded rien bs You,” was the reply. ‘‘ You first, and them ext. **QOh! is that all?’ t The man in reponse placed a metal whistle in his mouth. But he did not blow. Before he could get out a note the old Ameri- ean gave him a sudden drive, which sent him staggering back, and then whiping from his waistcoat Soh a tiny vial, he dashed it upon the deck, close by the man, and slid down the rope into the boat. They were ready. Before the doctor could be seated, Spirillo had severed the rope with one vigorous cut. The Flowery Land held on her course, while the boat drifted astern. ‘Lower your oars,” said Spirillo, eagerly ‘‘and pull for your lives.” ““There’s no hurry,” said the American, coolly. “ What?” “They have got plenty to occupy them at present,” said the doctor in explanation. He was right. “oe Look pr “They stared in utter amazement then in the direction of the Flowery Land. The whole end of the junk from whence they had made their escape was full of a dense white Mine which utterly obscured every object on ‘* What is that?” demanded, Jack breathlessly. “Only my way of covering the retreat of the rear guard,” was the American’s quiet rejoinder. “Will it blow up?” ae 0. ” ‘But will it set the ship on fire?” “ce No. ” “What does it do, then?’ demanded Spirillo. “Blind the pirates for a time only.” “Then,” said Harry Girdwood, ‘let us pull off as fast as we can—for when the smoke clears thy! eh - ‘ We shall be out of range and out of sight 00. ; And he gave quiet a chuckle as he spoke. They watched the huge hull of the pirate junk as it receded from sight, and by degrees nothing was visible but the dense cloud of white vapor, which seemed to rise slowly to the heavens with- out losing its density. “Will it destroy them?” demanded young Jack in an awe-stricken whisper. “ No.” ‘What will be the effects of it?” “Nothing very dreadful. They will doze off quietly, if the. t a sniff of it, that’s all.” “Stiled?” ‘*No; merely drugged.” ** But when they wake u “We shall be far out of harm’s way, please oodness—and now,” added the doctor, ‘‘ lend me @ lantern, Spirillo, and let me examine the chart, for, although we are well provisioned, I’d rather not make a mistake.” * * * E rT * Morning dawned. The Flowery Land had utterl ” be anarge They swept the horizon with their glasses, but not a sign, not a trace of the pirate junk could be seen, _ And when this was known, Spirillo eyed the ‘doctor suspiciously. “T rather think, doctor,” said he, ‘‘that you have disposed of them all.’ ; ‘ How?? “Sent them to the bottom.” _ ; arene Jack and Harry Girdwood were si- en But their looks showed that they shared Spir- illo’s belief. : “‘No, my friends,” said the doctor. ‘ They are safe enough for all that I haye done to them. “ And now, gentlemen all,” he went on, airily, “new for our firshipienic afloat: to breaktast.”” “To breakfast!” shouted the boys together. PIRATES. And a hearty meal they made of it, for they] A look of disappointment showed upon Hilda’s ate as free men. CHAPTER XVI. ON BOARD THE ‘‘ FRANZ JOSEF ”—THE TWO EMILYS —WHAT LITTLE EMILY DISCOVERED ON THE LOOK-OUT. Tue Franz Josef made good headway, and with favoring winds, scudded along in a way which slightly upset the pee of the traitor spy, Biga. Eng-Ming-Ming, otherwise Bigamini. on board the Franz Josef were Jack Harka- way, Emily, Harvey and his wife,and the friends Jefferson and Magog Brand. A goodly party. Now Emily’s health had been fast sailing sick ly last days of their residence on Man- darin Mole’s property, and they all feared more than they cared to acknowledge to each other up- on her behalf. Judge then of the great pleasure, when, after being forty-eight hours at sea, they perceived a marked improvement in her. Her cheeks grew ruddy, and her eye regained its brightness, and her restoration to health was well-nigh complete. The change appeared to be wrought by magic. “ How wonderfully the sea suits you, dear,” said Hilda, repeatedly. ‘‘ You’ look better and handsomer than ever now. Your dear cheeks are like damask, and your eyes——” Emily interrupted her laughingly. “Tf you were a man, Jack would be jealous,” she cried. ‘‘ You are so full of flattery, Hilda dear.” “T speak literal truth,” protested Hilda. don’t know how far a flatterer would go.” “Nor I, if that is not flattery.” “The sea is your proper element, depend on it.” Emily looked very hard into her face. ‘ “Shall I tell you a secret, dear?” “Tf you think, I can keep one.” ‘‘ Well, I should be sorry to pledge my faith to that,” returned Mrs. Harkaway, with a smile of mischief, ‘‘ but I'll risk it. Do you know what is the chief cause of my improved health?” “The sea air.” pls 3 76 “The change.” ‘© Guess again.” “Tm at a loss.” “Then Til tell you. It is that hope is born x ee 0? aonee “What do you mean?” “Do you know, dear, what made meso ill? Do you know what crushed my spirit, my health, and almost broke my poor heart?” Hilda knew well enough, but she sought to shirk the painful topic. “You know well enough; you are a mother. and no one knows the cause so well as you. i was the loss of my dear boy, my darling Jack.” ae Emil }?? “You Tndw it,” said Mrs. Harkaway; ‘none know it better than you, Hilda. I felt that my boy was in danger of immediate death. At one time I felt sure that all was over, and then mel- ancholy settled upon me. I could not shake it off. I know that it would have ended by shaking me off instead,” she added, with a faint smile. “Then, dear, the inference is, from your fresh looks——” Emily nodded and laughed gleefully. “You guess it, I can see,” she said, with an air of conviction. ‘‘My Jack lives. My boy is saved,” : The exalted manner, the visibly subdued ex- citement that seemed to foreshadow hysterics, frightened Hilda. She began to fear that Emily’s mind was go- cert 7 ing. Fiitda sat silent before her loved friend and companion for awhile. _ , : Emiiy regarded her with a singular expression on her countenance before she spoke. “You are worrying and Fido our brains “You about ime, dear,” she said, presently. cannot understond whether [ am sane or dering.” “ Bmily !” “Well, I must say —” “ Of course, that’s frank of you. Well, you will have to enjoy a good laugh at me.” “Then the ‘subject will have to be a merry one. “Tt will,” said Emily; ‘‘ know then that Ihave been warned in a dream.” “A dream:” i : 8 “ Yes,” wan- countenance. ’ ; aight ; The confident manner of her friend had almost made her hopeful. lin y ‘“‘T dreamt that he was saved, that he had been in deadly peril, but that it was past, and that we should soon have him with us again. You don’t believe in dreams?” ; “T confess——” ’ “No need to—I know you don’t, nor I either ordinarily, but this was an exceptional affair altogether. My dream was rather a vision, and lam sure was Heaven-sent. It wasshared, toa, by the two persons who love Jack best in the . world.” 3 ‘Who are they?” ‘*T should say—perhaps his father and mother.” “No, by the two Emilys.” “What, my Emily?” “ Yes. ”» ‘She never told me.” ‘No, but she didme. Here was the place for the confidence she had to give and she knew it. She dreamt that she saw Jack in grea’ peril, and that at the most critical moment one of his worst ys enemies had his heart touched by a good spirit, and became his defender. j ‘She saw Jack in a boat, gliding with out- stretched arms towards us. “Beside him sat Harry Girdwood, and with them were two new- found friends. They were safe; she brought me her confidence, and when we compared notes, I found that our dreams had been identical in eve articular and detail.” “Tt is a most remarkable coincidence.” “‘Tt is something more than that, dear; it is a warning—a Heaven-sent vision, I feel assured, and it will take much to destroy that conviction,’ ““ Where is Emily?” ; “T left her with her inseparable companion—- the telescope.” ‘¢ Where?” “Perched up beside the captain.” “On the watch?” “ Yes. »” Mrs. Harkaway laughed heartily at this. “The minx! we have a wager on between us.” “ About what?” ‘‘Who shall discover him first. She means what Jack would call to steal a march on me. Let us go to her, and you shal! see for yourself.” They went up om deck, Here they were just in time to share in a great general excitement. The excitement Peavailing was occasioned by the lowering of a beat to fish up Amething float- ing at a distance, which little ily had spied while on the look-out. ‘ Jack Harkaway was in the boat, for he seized upon the least pretext fora change, and more- over, he was glad to gratify the girl’s whim. And as they rowed towards the white object bobbing up and down in the distance, the whole of the ship’s crew and passengers mustered on pee to speculate upon the nature of the floating object. ““Tt’s a gull she has seen skimming the water,” said Magog Brand. , “Likely enough,” returned Jefferson, ‘‘ but it’s no particular harm, if it be nothing more inter- esting even.” * * * * * * The boat pulled nearer and nearer yet. And now they were up with it. One of the sailors bent over the boat’s side and grabbed at it, and as he pulleddt in, there was a general exclamation of disappointment. ‘‘Tt’s only a floating bottle, after all!” { CHAPTER XVIL A MESSAGE FROM THE DEEP—THE WARNING. AND so it was only a floating bottle, after all. . A bottle, corked most carefully, and hermeti- cally sealed. , : Tarred, and painted white atop, with a red streak around it, and with a white collar around the neck of the bottle, which had evidently been placed there to attract the attention of any chance asser. ‘ e “What can it be?” said the coxswain of the boat. “ Tt’s arum un, whatever it is,” said another. “ A bottle of grog,” suggested one of the men. Whereupon the rest smacked their lips in eager anticipation. oe “It’s a queer way of bottling grog,” said a “Supposing a fellow prigged it, and wantedta one. hide it somewhere away,” su:
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fe YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. ‘« 4 blessed odd place to hide it,” interrupted another of the men. ‘‘ Let’s see what’s inside.” The men laughed and agreed to this, and they. were about to knock the neck of the bottle off, when Harkaway took the bottle unceremonious- ly away from them. ‘« TH take care of this,” he said, ‘‘ and we’ll see _ what's inside it when we get back on deck.” They looked black at this. But Jack Harkaway was one of that sort that men who know what discipline means do not feel inclined to quarrel with. So baek they rowed. The whole company on board the Franz Josef were waiting to meet them, and foremost among the number were the two Emilys and Mrs. Har- vey. us What is it—what is it?” asked a score of eager voices. ** Only a bottle.” “Oh! groaned the disappointed excitement seekers. Once fairly on deck, the company gathered around Jack Harkaway. ‘When the neck was knocked off, it was found that there was no liquor in it. “And yet I can hear something rumbling about in it,” said Magog Brand. “Tl wager I guess what it is,” said Jefferson. “ll wager you champagne all around you don’t guess,” said Harvey. “ Done.” “Tl bet that I guess it,” said Harkaway, sud- denly struck by a thought. Wagers became the order of the hour. Anything for a little excitement. While their sporting proclivities were being in- dulged in by the gentlemen, little Emily was seen busily engaged in writing ona leaf of her pocketbook which she proceeded to tear out. ‘What is that, Em?’ demanded her father. “My guess, papa,” replied his daughter, blush- ing a little. “What?” : “Why, Emily, you are never going to bet!” said Jack Harkaway, pretending to look inex- pressibly shocked. . “How unladylike!” said Harvey. “Dreadful!” said Jack Harkaway. *‘No—no, uncle; I only want to guess, like all | of you. Here’s my guess—only, mind, it is not to_be opened until the bottle has been broken.” The bottle was broken, and a folded paper was discovered inside. But the noise they had heard had been caused by some small shot which had evidently been placed in the bottle as a ballast. ‘* A message from the sea.” ‘The last words of some poor shipwrecked people,” suggested Magog Brand. ae st tae! 4 Little ily stretched forward eagerly, and to the surprise of all snatched up the paper. Then, before they could discern her intention, she read it hurriedly through, and fell fainting on the deck. ‘* Look to her!” cried Harkaway, bare He picked up the paper, and while little Emily was carried away by her father, he read it aloud to the amazed bystanders. “This is to warn the Franz Josef that the no- torious Chinese pirate junk, the Flowery Land, is cruising about in these waters with the avowed object of capturing it. Their plans are all well laid, and they have precise information about the Franz Josef, sent them by the agent and spy of the ea who is called Biga-Hng-Ming- Ming. Mr. Harkaway and friends of his are known to be on board the Franz Josef, so that the pirates look forward to the certainty of mak- ing a very richprize. The bbe is sent forth by Jack Harkaway the younger and Harry Gird- wood, both prisoners on board the Flowery Land, but who fondly hope that their captivity draws +o a close. Anybody finding this is earnestly re- qnested to forward it to Mr. Harkaway, who wilt handsomely reward the finder.” : Harkaway and his friend Harvey were silent. — awe-stricken silence had fallen upon them * 8 ok * * * “Well, Hilda,” said Mrs. Harkaway, ‘what have you to say to my vision?” “Say—nothing,” responded Hilda; ‘‘I am all amazement. Give me the note that my Emily Harkaway had forgotten this for the moment. He now opened it, and read there little Emily’s Soc at what the bottle would be found to con- It was simply these words—— “ A message from Jack.” “Wonder upon wonder,” ejaculated Harka- wa an rk a. y, handing it to Hild a Tne latter actually trembled when she read the words. It looked like witchcraft. “T shall look upon you as a sorceress in future, dear,” she said, ‘‘and my Emily too.” "Pon my life!” exclaimed Jefferson, ‘‘ that’s tall guessing? Why, she was the only one who shot the mark.” “The only one.” “Gentlemen,” said Harkaway, seriously, as he looked about him, ‘‘ there is something more in this than mere guessing. The hand of Provi- dence is clearly indicated here. Let us profit by the warning without delay.” ? “ At once.” ; “* At once!” echoed every voice about him. ‘“Letus have the captain here, too, and have a general conference.” ‘his was done. The captain came up, and the matter was gone into at length. “ Let us take opinions as we go on,” said Har- vey. “‘ By all means,” said Jefferson, ‘‘and suppose we begin with the captain.” ‘Now, sir.” The captain looked about him rather nervously fore giving his answer. “JT think, gentlemen,” he said, ‘‘ that you will ess my answer. There cannot be two opinions resume, on the matter. We must put back without losing any time.” “But what about the writer of this letter?’ exclaimed Jack Harkaway; ‘‘ what about my boy, eh? Shall we go back*without making an effort in behalf of the brave lads that warn us of our peril?” : st at good could we do in opposing such a vessel as the Flowery Land?” said the captain. “We could at least try,” said Harkaway. “Yes,” said the captain, ‘and swell the list of their victims, that’s all, and perhaps cause your boy to be murdered under our very eyes; no, Mr. Harkaway, that would be idle folly. The only thing is to get back and seek the assistance of the British admiral. Then we shall be able to rescue the lads, and pay out these villanous sharks in- to the bargain. ‘We shall be doing a wonderful service to the world at large by these means.” Harkaway made no immediate answer, but he Les a as if he did not relish the idea of going ack. “Well, gentlemen,” said the captain, ‘ what do you all say?” ‘*T, for one, think you are right,” said Jeffer- son. “There can be no doubt of it,” added the dwarf; ‘‘a moment’s reflection will suffice to convince you of that.” “T must say I think so, too,” said Harvey; ‘much as I am i teed Jack, to say as you have said, I can’t help seeing it would be the height of folly todo it. We must get a ship thAt can cope with the pirates.” ‘‘Perhaps you are right. I have only onestip- ulation {o make.” ‘Name it.” “That you get back with all dispatch, lose not a day, not an hour—nay, not a minute. ‘My boy’s life may actually depend upon an hour one way or the other.” They little thought what had already taken place, how Mandarin Mole had detected the vil- anous little spy Bigamini. Still less did they anticipate that poor Isaac Mole had lost his other leg, and that for the future, he would have to stump through the world on a pair of timber toes. 4 CHAPTER XVIII. THE RAFT AND ITS DEAD—AN EVIL OMEN. Youne Jack’s troubles were not over. The pirate junk was out of sight. Their Bs ih eutl on held out; but they had one severe difficulty to encounter. Bad weather. They were driven before the wind ata des- perate rate for hours. / But they lived it down. On the third day they came in sight of a sail. This raised their hopes. They hung out flags, and made every possible Ge nae ; They had the mortification of seeing the ship | die. keep on her course without heeding them. is can be easily understood. The tiny craft was invisible to the bi shi, which they saw with comparative distin ion Had the people on the passing ship been on the | thi look-out for them, a close scrutiny through a tel- escope might have revealed their mere speck of a boat, dancing about the waves. But they were not. : And so they passed on, never dreaming::that four fellow creatures were so near, compara- tively, and in imminent peril. . ‘ “We shall never be seen,” said yo Jac, despondingly, ‘unless we are near enough to get run down. ; : ‘ The doctor was more Rilinon however. ‘' He had one word of consolation for every ~ grievance. ‘ “Wait.” “That's all very well,” said young Jack, im- patiently, ‘‘ but it is more easy to preach patience than exercise it. Our only chance is to be picked up by a passing vessel.” : “ True.” “We may go weeks again and not meet an- other.” “True again.” “Then can you wonder at my impatience?” The doctor smiled. “My dear boy,” said he, ‘! when hg: get my age, you will take matters more quietly.” Another day passed.” Towards sundown they fell in with an adven- ture. Spirillo was engaged in setting a sail that he had contrived, when he spied something float- ing out to leeward. i ‘ What is it?” ‘Tt looks like a piece of a wreck.” “* Anybody on it?” “No. Yet stay—I think Isee someone—give me the glass.” He looked Jong and earnestly. ‘‘T think I'can see a man making signals.” “ Look.” ““There, in that direction.” After afew moments, young Jack distinguished something very clearly. “T am positive that I see aman on the raft,” said he, ‘‘ but he appears to be bowing to us.” “Or to someone else,” added Spirillo. ‘* Let us pull towards it,” cried Jack. Theda re an lining, and in the fading ligh e day was declining, and in the i ight it had appeared farther off than it was in ay, for in less than twenty minutes they were close enough to see what it was. Anda goeekly, spectacle it proved to be. A roughly-made raft, to which was lashed two half-naked forms. 2 One was fastened to the side of the raft, and his lashings had slipped ‘with the motion of the waves, and his di body, attacned only by a leg, while the rest of the was towed along. The other form was that of a tall, gaunt man, with sunken cheeks, hollow eyes, and a long, grizzled beard, who sat huddled up in the center of the raft, bowing gravely to something in front of . They shouted to him as they approacnped, but he did not hear them, apparently, for he went on bowing with the same gravity. “Ship ahoy!” shouted Spirillo. ‘* Halloo—ho!” responded the man on the raft, in sepulchral tones, ‘‘ bring the lights, and pipe . all hands for a dance!” They looked at each other gravely. “ An Englishman,” said young Jack. “Or an American,” added the doctor. “ee Mad ee The doctor nodded. “What shall we do?” “Give him something to eat.” Harry Girdwood tossed him a ee of biscuit, and so true was his aim, that it fell at the man’s feet. He started, snatched it up, and devoured it ly. Sond t then, before he had swallowed the last morsel of it, he feli heavily forward on his face. They pulled alongside, and the American doc- tor boarded the raft. He knelt down beside the man, and found him utterly insensible. > “The shock has been too much for him in his — weak state,” he said. He turned the man over and felt his body vain- ly for a pulse. a a e looked up at his companions in the ss Well, doctor, how is he?” asked young Jack anxiously. ; ‘““We came across him just in time to see him ” Yy was submerged, . ae Die!” “Yes, it is all over.” ; * * Ga # * thes Hunger and exposure had done their work roughly. + ‘ They looked about the raft and examined the
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8 YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. bodies for any indication of their names or the name of the ship from which they had come to this piteous end. ' Buf there was nothing to give them the least na: RE y he doctor got back to the boat and they piilled away slowly and sadly. _ “See, see!” exclaimed Harry Girdwood, a mo- pment after. “What now?” “The raft has broken up.” And so it had, strangely enough, just after the doctor had left it, and the two grim occupants of the raft slip dover and rolled to their last resting place, the bed of the ocean. ‘“* How horrible,” said Harry Girdwood, with a shudder. ‘I hope that that may not be our fate after all our supe ee “ Amen,” ri mded the doctor, solemnly. | The twilight deepened and the sun set, tinging the whole span of the western horizon with a rich golden hue. And as they strained their eyes to get the last limpse of the fragments of the wrecked raft, it ooked blood red in the sun. And as it faded away from view, the sunsank below the horizon. ° Darkness was on the face of the waters. Then their hearts grew heavy, and they drift- ed away in solemn silence. / And as they fell asleep, they all asked them- selves these two questions: i Shall we = —— mts sie . © Shall we icked up by a passing ship? And filled with dire forebodings, they felt hope abandon them. The solemnity of the position made them invol- untarily superstitious. ; In spite of themselves, they looked upon that fatal raft as an omen sent across their deere The ill-fated Englishman on the raft had just come in sight of succor and had probably died ere he could realize the fact, since his mind was distraught. . Were they, too, destined to reach help when it would be too late? They feared so: a this it was that caused them to grow heart, sick. But sleep came to help them. Heavenly sleep, the ea for all our ills. It was Spirillo’s watch that night, and a weary vigil it was for him. “T. made a mistake in joining them,” said the Malay to himself. ‘‘I ought to have known when rhe me off, and staid on board the Flowery CHAPTER XIX. SAVED—FATHER AND SON—HIGH JINKS ON BOARD THE ‘‘ FRANZ JOSEF.” ‘*Surp ahoy!” Harry Girdwood awoke with a start. ‘Where away?” aoe gee ee © pi up his glass, and looked rly out. ‘Yes, sure enough there was a ship, and ft no very great distance either. ‘Shall we wake them up?” ite a Jet us mae Pa id a “You run up a flag,” sai arry Girdw “while I fire off the rifle.” ; - ti, The rifle lay ready loaded to hand, so he lifted if, and bl away into the sky. ‘At that young Jack and the doctor awoke with a start. aS Halloo!” cried the former, “ what’s the mat- ter? : * ** Ship ahoy!” j “Sothere is, and not far off. Dear me! and we were getting down in, the mouth, too.” “Hurrah! shouted young Jack, joyfully, “we re eae dees bshtne anguine, | d ope so; don’t be si 6, lest our dis- appointment be proportionate.” 4 erne* Wisely spoken, doctor,” said Spirillo. “Tt can’t be the Flowery Land ee Spirillo had taken a long, steady look through his glass by now, and he soon put them right upon his point, 7 ; ‘*Tt’s no more like the Flowery Land than it is like. the raftiwe saw yesterday. Fire the rifle ain.” their eagerness, three of them blazed awa: now; and by the anne that fp echo of their eae shouts died away, they saw a flash of light on _ board the ship, a pest of smoke, and then came the deep boom a he answering gun, abate > » They lowered their oars, and pulled away for the ship with a hearty good will. And presently ve were so near that they could see them run their colors up to the mast- head. “The Union Jack!” shouted. Harry Girdwood. “ Let's give it three cheers.” ‘* Hip—hip—hip—hoorah! hip—hip! Why, Spirillo, man alive, you don’t seem pleased.” _ ‘<T—oh, yes!” ‘““Why, what a half-hearted way of showing yonr pleasure then.” ; “The English are notoriously hard on all pi- rtes,” said Spirillo, coldly. ‘ What tastes have I that Iam safe?” “You!” exclaimed young Jack, “why, you’re with us, aren’t you? ell, that shows you are no pirate. Why, Spirillo, my friend, the facet of your being with us would make you safe if you were known, which you are not. We shall giveno explanation beyond the fact that we have escaped from the Flowery Land, you with us.” “ All right.” “Give me your hand.” “With all my heart,” said Spirillo, reassured. “See—see; they are lowering a boat!” This was true. The ship had now lowered a boat, and it was speedily manned and pulling towards them. They'pulledsharply to meet them, and in the space of a few minutes the two boats were along- side of each other. ‘What cheer, my mates?’ cried one of the boat’s crew; “lost your bearings and drifted away?” ° Sf t's it.” “Ts yours a trading ship, my friend?’ asked the doctor. ‘* Yes, your honor, a tea ship,” replied one of the sailors, heartily. : ‘ A tea ship.” A aEtOY bound?” demanded young Jack,eag- erly. “Back to Chaney.” ‘What is the name of your ship, my man?’ “The Franz Josef.” “ The what?” almost shrieked young Jack. The man confirmed his speech with a sort of mild oath, but his speech was drowned by the great din of voices from the ship itself. And above them all was a heard a clear, ring- ing, manly voice, shouting out: Jack—Jack, my own boy Jack! Now Heay- en be thanked!’ Jack gavea yell. It was his father! They scrambled up the ship’s side goodness knows how. All we know is, that young Jack was foremost, and that in less time than it takes to write it, he was being strained to his father’s heart, and their eyes were dim with tears of joy. The two aie came running along the deck, and Hilda scudding after them, a good third in a hotly-contested. race. . And then there was more hugging and kissing, and everybody laughed and cried all at once. And as for little Emily, her joy was so great that she quite fOrgob her jady-like reserve which she was now just beginning to think it proper to assume, and she hugged her young sweetheart before everybody with greater warmth than all the rest. “Come—come, I say, Miss Emily,” said Mr. Jefferson, winking at Harvey, ‘“ ink you ought to serve us alike all around.” ittle Emily blushed purple and retreated be- hind her mamma. ‘‘ Now, Jack,” said the elder Harkaway, ‘tell me who your friends are—or rather companions.” ‘Friends, father, friends,” corrected young Jack. ‘Well, friends.” “Doctor Stanley—our good friend—he saved Harry’s life, and mine, too, for the matter of that, as much by his counsels as re ee else.” The speaker’s father held out his d to ‘the American doctor. “Sir,” said he, “you have made: yourself our friend for life—and me) your eternal debtor. I hope that I may be ina position to requite your goodness.” f “Myr. Harkaway,” returned the doctor, smil- ing, ‘‘our dear young Jack has overrated’ my services very greatly. He must have kissed the blarney stone. I am in his debt, on the contrary’ —in his and that of our young friend and fellow adventurer, Harry Girdwood.” i “Doctor!” . “Tt is so,” affirmed the American. ‘To their energy and indomitable perseverance I owe my presence here—my escape from that floating ‘slaughter house in which I was so. long a. pris- oner.” } get my legs lissome enough to lead off “The doctor is too aat said ry Gird- wood, ‘‘for without his cool head and sage advice we should have been ruined and undone twenty times.” ‘* And we must not forget our friend Spirillo.” a here to know you, friend Spirillo,” grasping PT As fs The Malay pirate was a bit abashed at this — public recognition of his services. - “The lads didall,” he said. ‘‘They planned it all. I owe them my escapa. They owe me nothing.” : a “But without Spirillo we should never have got away.” “True,” said Doctor Stanley. who provided the means.” “Tam bowed down with the weight of the obligations I am _under, my good Fre , to you,” said Jack Harkaway, senior. ‘‘ May the ae thus begun last till we havedone with e ‘‘ Hurrah!” shouted an enthusiastic tar. The ery was caught up by the whole of the as- sembled crew. And a joyous day it was on board of the Franz Josef, In the midst of the excitement, the hand-shak- “It was he ing, kissing and hugging, and, the questioning - that was going onfall around, young Jack did not particularly observe the jolly old salt who led the cheering. ; : His father led the sailor in question forward. “An old friend of yours, my dear boy,” he said. j The old sailor scraped a bow and pulled his forelock. ] “Glad to see your honor back again among us, ” he said. ¢ ‘What!” cried young Jack, ‘my old friend, Ben Hawser? Precious glad to see you, Ben, Tip us your fin.” ey shook hands with such evident enjoyment that it made the whole of. the bystanders feel a sensation of pleasure, merely to look on. _* Damme!” cried Ben, “it makes my smeller tingle and the water pump into my lee-scuppers with joy tolook at you again, Master Jack, and to think you are safe out of them shark’s clutches. Blow may pigtail, if I can hardly believe the evi- oa of my own blessed toplights; let’s feel your again. And they shook hands with greater warmth than_before. You quent to have been in that fight with the y' pirate,” sai oung Jack, “Well, I dunno,” replied old Ben. ‘ Withsuch a wessel as it were according to all accounts, the | is was eee the Lord powder monkey agin you.” “ Right.” palin “But I should vastly like to have about three of them pirates here jest now—only three, and with nothing but a bo’sen’/rattan inmy paw— damme! Vd make small biscuit of ’em and look on it as dinner, in a manner of ing? i The first mate summoned the crew, and Jack Harkaway, senior, addressed them from the top of a barrel. “T want to have some small recognition of my igh Admiral to a boy’s return, my men,” he said, ‘and sol hava — asked the skipper’s B pg gan to treat you to a double allowance o; “ Hurrah.” : ; ‘““Three cheers!” cried Ben Hawser. ‘Take the time from me, and give it mouth—one, two, three—hip, hip, hurrah!” A cameo ep apne burst from the crew. “*T would also suggest,” said Harkaway, ‘tha: we should have a dance.” i “Bravo!” “ A dance—a dance!” : ‘But the serious question of the hour is, have we got a fiddler on board?” ‘ ‘I should think so,” returned Dan, an_ old sailor, with a look of. so’ ing approac scorn at the question arising. ‘‘ Why, what do you call wser?”” : i “Can Ben play?” said Harkaway, in ‘sur. prise. “* Ben ” echoed Dan. ‘‘ Only like id suet, thats all. Can’t he, mates?” “— " —ay.” } “Well, then,” said Harvey, ‘“here’s the pro: gramme right off.” cee grog,” suggested Mr. Jefferson. — eB ‘Then clear the deck for a dance,” added Magog Brand. iis! mp mee eerie 0 ite $ i e grog. “* Here it comes.” ‘And now,” said Jack Har! r ‘‘as soon as Ben Hawser tunes up, | grog all around.” pipe. Be
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YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE PIRATES. é ; 19 This proposition was greeted with deafening cheers. q Harkaway led off the dance with a will, and every step that is known in association with the horepire he could do—ay, and do it to perfec- ) The tars were delighted. And when Jack senior was tired, Jack junior had to start off, and he showed himself scarcely less agile than his father. Then followed Harvey, and Magog Brand came next with Punch’s breakdown, which made the crew yell with gratification. It was a grand festival for the crew. And the reputation of the Harkaways—father and son—was from that day wondrously en- hanced for the sailors. ; They had looked upon them with considerable respect and admiration wep oe | now regard- ed them as men of the most exalted genius. * * * * * * While the festivities proceeded, Mr. Jefferson and Doctor Stanley stood aloof, chatting about the details of the ears “Tt is a remarkable thing,” said the doctor, te how apt we are to believe in what we most de- sire. ‘We are.” * Do you know that no sooner did we got sight THE END. of a sail Franz Josef?” ; ‘ ‘‘Indeed! Well, we came across & bottle con- taining your message. . Son eae eried the doctor, in Sastonishment. “Yes. ““Now Heaven be thanked!” exclaimed the other, fervently. ‘‘ Providence was with us.” ‘““Tt was, indeed,” said Mr. Jefferson, serious: ly; ‘it is little short of marvelous ‘that we tee have picked up one of those bottles after * * * cs * * The crew of the Franz Josef did not forget that festival for many a long day. READ THE “Boss.” "" Ei E: Boys of New York. Allthe Favorite Authors of the Day write for it, For Sale by All Newsdealers, Or sent from this Office on receipt of price, ® Cents per copy. > = wee than young Jack set it down for the
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By Hart Barnard 138 Burt, ae 4 ei or, A Sleuth-Hound on RO TEACK st sie biedins o's by Police-Captai 189 ‘'12;”) or, Tracked to Death aves — - — 140 The Young WVOMCHNOG ACT Set teicts ters Tate te 141 she tag or, The Ponta of the Treasure OUNIEIM. Miwevos Corporal Morgan Ht 142 Dick Daring, the Bareback R der. eae gud 143 Gipsy Blanche....s0. 00... 144 The nor Clown; or, The Star of the \ DUMC, anid aewad Wskae dass 2% By Harri on & Hart 145 mire cae Chums; or, Dr. Dod Ex- ploring Hxpedition.....By Commodore Ah-Look 146 Unlucky Tom....... 147 Lathy; or, The Funny “Adventures ‘ofa BG catstieyase 9 148 The ea Fiends. Life. ‘ 161 oa Bak the Bill The Murder on CEn tee eshake By Gol Robert Le nox 152 Daniel Boone, the Hero of Pana; a 8 D - By Col. Blair. College. ... «By, ‘ittlebat Titmouse 154 Tim of the Mi ii-Train: “or, “Ste a aibara (a na. 155 Out with Stanley; or, Youn ip sits tn ATIC eEe ks . SE caies sarente y Col. James Blair 156 Mad Maurice; or, “The Crazy Detective. 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1 + ‘THE FIV. E-CENT ‘WIDE AWAKE LIBRARY~-Continued. 190 The 'Pwo Boston Bo: 191 Frank Martin, the Young 192 The Locksmith’s ‘Apprentice. 193 The Charmers and the Charmed.. 194 The Red Circle.......- 195 The Nemesis; or, ‘Tracked to their Doom, 196 Tom Tramp..... 197 The Boy Pilot. 198 Satan’s Tree.....----- 199 The Schoo! on Wheels..... 200 A my eae Filash,.... 5. 201 The Mystery of a i pe 202 Bound to Be An Actor.. 203 One of the Boys.............+ 204 The Myste orthe Red River 205 The Masked Messenger....... 206 The Prairie Phantom....... 207 The Young Wngineer...., 208 Fighting Against Sr 209 Harry Halsey........ : 210 Donnell O’Gig.....-.....- 211 The Burglars of New York. Wateatwece see wees 212 Jerry O’Keefe’s Crimes. . 213 The Dare-Devii Detective.....: cetoeamers 214 Game to the Death.... GIBSRAGRAN00 -AGBa cs cader esses seceatcvacs aac cate 216 The Struggle for a Mine.....:..... ss. eee cee eee 217 Stump; or,‘ Little, But, Oh, My! comic: vee 218 Stump at School—comic... 219 Stump at Sea—comic............... 220 Stump and Jack Hawser—comic....... 221 Stump’s Rackets Below Decks—comic 222 Pe and His Chums Homeward Bound— PAIMG, «seein avant tne iat «sc teba secure 223 Three oi a Kind—comic, ..: 224 Adventures of Charile, aye and Donconihe., 225 THITteen....cessecesecces 226 The Brotherhood of Déath.. ry . 227 Tricks; or, Traveling witha Variety Show... 228 Under the GallowSs........... Asin pate ke 5 229 Adrift on a Floating Island. 230 Fred Hazle ............ 231 Shot in the Dark.. 232 Doonie Crandall.... 233 Meta, the Girl Crusoe. 234 Teddy Doyle....... 235 A Trip to the Genter of the Earth: 236 Drifting Harry.......... 237 Rory, the Smasher... 238 An Irish Boy’s Luck. 239 Behind the Bars...... 240 The Boy Convict... 241 Tornado Tim........ night of the the Tunbler,... ick 250 The Dock-Boy of New York 251 Captain Gartouche......... 252 The Gipsy Boy's Vengeance. 253 The Boy Miners. 254 Water-Duck Jim 255 The King cf the S ing Ship of the Pacific. 257 The Adventures of Harry Fra. 258 Cripple Charley. 259 The Adventures 260 Pinck: 4 261 The B 262 Jumping Joe.. 263 Jack Gordon........ 266 An English Boy in America—comic 267 Scotty, the Terrier...... | 268 Philadelphia Daye........ 269 Billy, the Boxer. ..... ett © QT0 Cadgor Cone. 2s se visp ieee ses cs ce cus 271 The False Detective nee 2 Highfalutin’ Jim...........-.... RY WS Oharley LANCE......- 21s. esseceeseeues 274 ‘A Search for a Missing Man... Nieaebs calc hoes oa 275 Commodore Rip-Rap........+.-s.eseeeseeeeee PALOVLOUOS OTL VN Gs, calecrscviens cesseccsieashaey 277 The Shadow Ship........-.+.++++ ry gus Soe 278 Lone Jack...... ic tadeze ahGh aad ave ieee sivas Dh os 279 Blue Grass Bob. . Seesceeeceenatess 280 The Wild Rider of Old Kentuck.........-sces0s 281 Shoo-Fly; or, Nobody’s Moke—comic....... Fe 282, Shoo-Fly at School—comic.........+++. wcedebes 283 Shoo-Fly in Loyve—comic....-...-.-++steeeeees 284 Shoo-Fly, the Gymnast—comic,.......+.-.. ouse 285 Sharkey, the Young Robber of the West. weeds 295 Bete BING: tes. wes 296 Free-and-Easy RE a 4 ete o, Right at That of Peres Hat boa Surtees 2 eee > Or, One. ot ph Boys—comic....... 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Gade dee 1G eo 335 The Hunters of the Silver Trail.. ssndeie dae dweere 386 Traveling With Barnum......... ....sss.seees 337 Three Dashing Hussars....... ss 388 Pat O’Corker; or, ‘Always to the Front.....s0s. $39 The Diamond Eye.......<-..s.66 340 Jack of the Naval Brigade. wee 3 $41 The Zulu’s Daughter.............0.0s scenes cece 342 “he Haunted House at Deaanees Corner..... BAS BIT GUY Be OCIOS. sais ccdedecsceccducctines $44 The Fortunes of an ‘Acrobat! Troy, $45 For the Green Flag of Old Ireland.. 846 Kathleen O'Shaughnessy ....-.....- $47 Tom, the Midshipman.......... * 348 Out With Captain Cook......... 849 Every Inch a Saijlor..... euncwe tn 350 Ralph, the Light eb 351 The Brothers mn Arms. ... 352 Jack of Cheapside 353 The Green Banner of Islam. 354 The Colonel’s‘Daughter.. 855 Walter’s Secret....... Seas 356 The Outlaws of Berkeley Forest... 857 Redspear, the Outlaw....... eudee $59 Oswald, the Unknown........... 360 Adventures of a Free Lance... 361 The Treacherous Knight... .........0...05 362 Young Jack Harkaway and His Boy Tinker 363 Tinker’s Man B ng Harkaway and the Counte 369 The Secret of the Traitor’s Gate 870 The Waif of the Tower...... 871 Ralph Wildhbawk...... 372 The Brigand Chie: 373 Marco Brayo.. r xs 877 AdBrio Bell.sc35..3.88.0. ake ie $78 The Archers of Inglewood............ $79 The Knight of the Red Cross............ 380 Jack-o’-the-Cudgel.. 881 Croquard, the Free Lance,..........s.ceeesdeee 382 The Fair Maid of Kent.......... A 383 Dick, the Brewer ........-s02-.sesse0 Calan cDhorwid 384 ‘The Oxford and Cambridge ‘Rights... eee 885 The Wild Huntsman............ceeeceeeeeeeane 886 Tom Mansfield, the Smuggler... Bo pede o 387 The Sunken Treasure. ... 388 The Slave’s Revenge.........1.0.ceesectaeeeeee 889 Cris Carrol, the Scout.............ssscsesseeecs 390 Phil Rayleigh, a London hivitn undeivecaue celta 891 The Knight of the Iron Hand......... 392 Tom of} See Nena eee we a 393 Bicycle Bob...... 904 Mark Darrell... ......scccscccccsccssgeeees sinsdt 395 Oscar re or, the Forger’s Victim........ $06. Tom Oakland. : 2. d5ii.%. fo. debe secnewonteosn® 397 The Mad Alchemist; or, bbe Unfoided. Dr. H. 898 Worm, the Pittsburgh Detective. Ry An Old Detective | 399 Rob Racket, the Scourge of the Cowboys..... eee rere eee ee eres a setae 400 GipsyDick; or,Borna Detective.By Seth Huntingdon | 478 di Ne n 401 The Red River Pilot......,.......-By Paul Braddon 402 Catana, the Robber’s bt ae ee. seth Huntingdon 408 Detective Sketches....... ew York Detective 404 The Boy Scouts of the Sierras By Seth Huntingdon 405 The Heir of Longworth. ............seecseseees 406 A Ghost in the Mirror, and other stories....... Season . M. Jordan a4 Stutterin; 412 Captain Hurricane; or, The Waif of the Wreck. By Allan Arnold © 418 Towpath Ted. «..........+.-.+++..-By J. M. Bradon 414 The Ghost of Pa tly; or, The ‘stery of Haggard Hollow...........By James Greenwood 415 The Cruise of the Beauty..By Captain Will Dayton 416 Joe Jordan, the Young Inventor a 417 Ebenezer Crow—comic....... 418 Charley Chariton, the Young Magi By Col. 419 Gorilla George; or, A New York. aos in iia By J. &. Freeman 420 Stuttering Mose; or, The Old Scout of the Rey- OLRMON. 20. Fern Faas SE .By General J. L. Johnston 421 The Kingdom in the Sea. . 422 Lighthouse Lem; or, Th man’s Reef...... -»By An Old Sea Captain 423 The Search for t! das’; or, Treasures From the Déep.....a..0.5.5%. By Gerald Fleming 424 The Young Explorers....... thas ‘apt. Will Dayton 4265 Little Nugget, the Pride of Leadville............ By Major J. ‘Anderson 426 The Young Asronaut...... ......By Professor Wise 427 The Boy Trapezist...... -By a Former Professional 428 Prairie Phil; or, The Panther of the Platte. . - Harry Rockwood 429 The Green Caps.........-...-- By a U.S. Detective 430 Hollow Roost; or, ‘The Traitor Gunde... ..625-5 By Morris Redwing 431 The Grimsdale Ghost, and other sidlege. aie gs By a Physician 432 Lost in Africa; or, The Adventures of Two Young Castaways. .-.....By Samuel T. Johnston 433 Denver Dan and His Mystic Band..By “ Noname” 434 Shorty in Search of His Dad—comic. . By Peter Pad 485 The Blasted Pine; or, Three Boy Scouts........ ’ By Capt. Will Dayton 486 Denver Dan and the Road avents. . By ““Noname’! 437 The Freebooter’s Secret......... By J.T. Brougham 488 Sawdust Charlie, the Pet of the Ring.......... a. an Old Ringmaster 4389 Denver Dan and the Counterfeirers. By * Noname’? 440 The eta Robbers; or, A Story of the James By J. R. Musick +sa0...By J. G, Bradley Mystery of Dead- Boy: 441 Ned Gwin: or, “The Mystery of a Missing Ship. : By Capt. Will Dayton 442 Denver Dan Outwitted; or, The Outlaw’s Tri- PS oe .-By “Noname” The Counierfeiter’s seseeseessgg@ BY Morris Redwing 444 The Treasure Cave; or, un WAEarth, By 2 Traveler 445 Denver Dan, the Sheriff... tives. +. By “Noname ” 446 Long Paw, the Mysterious Hu . «By Kit Clyde 447 A Yankee ‘Boy in Africa ......By Perey B. Su John 448 Black and Blue; or, Nick Wharton on the War- path. -By Harry Rockwood 449 Ivan and ismail; or, ‘Scouts of Plevna:........ By Don Jenardo 450 Denver Dan’s Peril; or, The Outlaw’s Ruse.... y “ Noname’! 451 The True Life of Billy the Kid.....By Don Jenardo 452 The Russian Spy.............. By'a U. 8. Detective 453 The Creole Brothers......By Colonel J. M. Travers 454 The se Bea or, The White King of the Atlante SET. Rhy otamaitess By Don Jenardo 455 Denver Dan to the Rescue; or, The Mountain- eer’s Stratagem.........0...00-6sBY hoger ig! 456 Condemned; or, Number 709........... By Richard R. Monts 457 The James Boys as Gubrrifias. By D. W, Steve’ 458 Billy Bangs’ Schooldays...By Captain Will Dayton 459 The Mad Doctor.. By Paul Braddon 460 ed Old "Trapper’s Dau hhter..B R. T. Emmet 461 The Shortys’ Trip Around World—comic, By Peter Pad Ms and the V} ntes.By D.W. Stevens 463 Buffalo Bill’s Chum.......By Colone Ral h Fenton 464 Denver Dan and His Chums....... aie oname ” 465 The Oki Magician.... ro -B, pn a ya Rattler 466 The James Boys and the Ku-Klux.By D. Steyens 467 The Brother’s Crime..........By Perey B. St. John 468 Molly Bland, the Detective; or, The unt for thé Murderers. .... SETI TER T. Brougham 469 The James Boys in California... - By D. W, Stevens 470 Tore Tim; or, Yc dang) With a Circus— PO: . By Peter Pad “Phe ‘Struggie "ot Des- perate Men.........+............By Allyn Draper 472 The Picador of Chapultepec.......By Don Jenardo 473 The Lost Island;.or, The Cruise of the *Car- oline”.......+.5. bi rciec CBF Colonel J. M. Travers 474 The James Boys be aah re D.W. Stevens 475 The Maxwell Brothers; hase of a <= sBY Kit & de isis Sissies ..By Peter Pad s++eseeeessby Captain Will Dayton or, The Red Cross of the Ohey- Be ediNs awe eae cee s sens » BY DOM SENETAO 479 The. sarhen Boys in Minnesota... -By D. W. Stevens 480 Buck Bidwell. the Boy Slayer of the Pawnees. ss Tang, te 8 can apace ct oby, or, The Russian Conspira: Paris. yo... ..--By & Parisian Detective 462 The James Bo 471 Mat of the ‘Mountain; or, BI. ..-+-»» Bil By Allyn Draper = Bi James Boys as hae aca D. W. Stevens 407 Strange Stories of Maniacs... 483 Denver Dan in New York.........-.By “ Noname’? By Dr. R. Jackson and Orrin Goble | 484 Tommy ‘Bounce, Jr.; or, A Ohip ae the Old 408 The Skeleton’s Legacy; or, The Mystery of the Block—comic.......-.«.-ss+++-...--By Peter Pad Island......+-ee+ee+-+++.--by Col. J. L. Trueman | 485 Washed Ashore; PG Aayenta in my nge .+++ee+.-bY Harry Rockwood 409 The Pirate’s Son................By J. T. Brougham 410 a oe keer’ beet or, Bos 4 the 11 Litto Hall ue Boy Basinecr by Gopt 486 Charlie Ghubbs at College. By Captain Will Dayton etective | 487 The Irish Claude Duval.By Corporal Morgan Ratuer Will Dayton ast The James Boys’ Longest Chase.. By D. W, Stevens
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THE GREAT FIVE-CEN IDE AWAKE LIBR ‘The Largest, Cheapest, Handsomest and Most Popular Library i inthe World. = READ THE FOLLOWING 1 LIST OF THE : LATEST ISSUES PUBLISHED : #69 Bh seat Jack; or, Life in the ‘Arotic svcvleessecceceeesessby Albert J. Booth 490 ve aiies ‘Boys in Mexico... By D. W. Stevens 491 Old Fox; or, The Mystery . the Trunk,....... ve Parisian Detective 492 The James Boys at Orackert Neok. By D. W. Stevens 493 Siivershot, the Sport from Sacramento...:.:.. . By Kit Clyde 494 The iat Slayer; or, The Terror of the Chip- POWAS. «10. sede ce aduins becceieisaes By J. G. Bradley 405 The Trist Glaude Duval asa Rebel........ By Corporal Morgan Rattler 496 Ps in the Clouds........By a Retired Aeronaut 497 The Shortys Married and Settled Down—a se- quel to all the Shorty stories—comic......... By Peter Pad 498 The Tree of Death..............By an Old Trapper 499 The Twin Detectives; or, True to Each Other., By Ralph Royal 600 William Tell, the Dead Shot of the West.... By Harry Enton 601 Trapper Duke; or, The Female Avenger........ By James D, Montague 602 Leon, oe ee or, The Avenger of the Death Pass........ 00.004 -By James D. Montague 603 Tommy Bontice, Jr,, in College—comic........ By 604 Around the World; or, Fighting to win. iZip By Harrigan & Hart 605 Out With the “Jeannette”; or, Two Years Among Icebergs.......... By a Herald Reporter 606 Captain Tom Drake; or, The a Privateers y H. 0. Emmet 607 Fred Ford; or, Life at he Oe Sohool- caine aptain Will peron 608 my Bakkus, the Boy with, the Big Mouth. OMIC...<.. ..By Commodore ‘Ah-Look ‘09 om and Arrow Jack, ‘thé Indian Nemesis..... By Kit Clyde 610 ae Phil, the Bear-Slayer of the Northern Sea: By Alex. Armstrong 611 Fred. Baxter, the Wiid Horse TAME? syne csenes By J. M. Travers 512 The Brookfield Bank Robbers. ...By D. W. Stevens 618 The Border Bandits........By James D. Montague 614 The James Boys and Timberlake. By D. W. Stevens 615 Fighting Joe; or, The Game Man of the Plains. By Kit Clyde 616 Invincible Bill...........By Alexander Armstrong 617 Skeleton Gulch; or, Captain Texas and His Band of Vultures. .....0.+00+.ece0+ By J. R. Scott 618 The Irish Claude Duval as a Privateer......... y Corporal Morgan. Rattler 619 The Wolverine; or, The Count’s Treachery. .. By a Parisian etectinn, $20 Ben Bolt; or, the Young Blacksmith.......... By James D, Montague 621 The James Boys in Court........By D. W. Stevens 622 Bob Rollick; or, What Was He Born For— RONG. MiureadeN sass ca eatcasa cea ca By Peter Pad . 623 Northwoods Tor, “the Athlete Hunter. By Kit Clyde 624 Only a Cabin- Boy’ or, Saved by Grit.......... By Harry Rockwood 625 Astray in Africa.........0....6. .By Walter Fenton 626 Tiger Ted................By Alexander Armstrong 627 The James Boys’ Cave...........By D. W. Stevens 628 The Black Mask; or, The Vow = Silence....... By T. W. Hanshew 629 Sou’-west Fred.....-..-..+..+++-++---By Kit Clyde 6380 Bob Rollick, the Yankee Notion Drummer; - Bequel to “Bob Rollick; or, What Was Born For??’—comic.. . By Peter. Pad 631 The James Boysas Bank Robbers. By D.W. Stevens 632 The Black Herculés........By Colonel J. M. Travers 33 Fireman Dick; or, The Pride of Number 9..... By James D. Monta ne 634 The Shortys Out For Fun—comic.....By Peter Pad 685 Red River Bill, the Prince of Scouts. By J. B- Scott 636 ig Express Ned, the Prince of Boy kn- gine +..+.+..By Horace Appleton 637 The snore “Ghristmmas and New Year's at Home—comic,... +ss.eBy Peter Pad ‘ 538 The James Boys’ Brides.........By D. W. Stevens 539 The Spies of the Delaware...........By Kit Clyde 540 Denver Dan, Jr., and His Band of Deadshots.. By “ Noname’’ 641 The team : mae of the Plains; or, The Terror of the Wi coal Tee eRe jarry Enton 642 On Deck; o vhs Boy Pilot of Lake Erie...... y Howard De Vere 543 From Pole to Pole; or, The Sailor Boy Avenger. By Horace Appleton §44 Dick Wright and His Band of Cannibals...... By J. R. Scott 545 7 Hig Captain; or, The Search for a Missing Perr .By Alexander Armstrong 546 Pickle ‘and Tiekte; or, Mishaps and Mischiefs— 1 Ae Pee merry | . By Peter Pad 547 Fort Hayes; or, Black Eagle, ‘the ah oe aes By Don Jenardo 548 Noiseless Nat; or, Always Just Where He’s Wanted sseeyeeeesby James D. ponienne 549 The Secrets Under th eee Pgh Kit Clyde 550 The James Boys’ Band.. Stevens 551 Sam Sharpe at School.. By ‘Gein. Will Dayton 552 Privateer ; Tom—a sequel to, *° Canter Tom DEAR 2", wacom okey st veupeaiecus . C. Emmet 553 Frank Teade ane His Steam aes 6 iat Enton 554 Billy the Bootblack; or, The Tramp Card Last . .. By Harrigan & Hart 555 The Rival Sconts. -By J. R. Scott 556 The Coral Cave; or, Paul Philip's “Gruise.... ay By Horace Appleton 557 The Army Scout; or, The Mysteries of the bee “ By Kit Clyde 558 Missouri Jack and His Band of ‘7 ’.......... By James D. Montague 659 Lasso Luke; or, The Three Prairie Pards..... By Kit Clyde 560 Shady Pell School; or, Haps and Mishaps of Schoolboy Life..........By Captain Will Dayton 561 ne ne of Gold; or, Under the Shadow of ex Seas +++«++++By Horace Appleton 562 The Mea Man of the North Pole; or, The Hey Mazeppa of the Arctic Seas......... By Kit Clyde 563 Extree Nick,the New York See WenOy e Sade Made By Commodore Ah-Look 564 Oath-bonnd; or, The Jack of Spades. By J. R. Scott 665 Custer’s Last Shot; or, The Boy Trailer of the Little Horn...........-.By Colonel J. M. Travers 566 nip Hyde; or, The Fire-Boy Fiend o: Phila- delphia.........,....By Corporal Morgan Rattler 567 Fred Hazard, ihe Star of the Circus ......++-. By Horace Appleton 568 Coonskin Kit, the Dashing Government Scout. By Kit Clyde 569 Denver Dan, Jr., and the Renegade. By Noname’? 570 Billy Badger; or, The Mysterious Unknown of the Bank Robbers’ Band. By James D. Montague 571 The James Boys’ Fate ...... By D. W. Stevens 572 Mail-Car Ned; or, Falsely ‘Acensed. Sh oe By Alexander Armstrong 673 The, Maniac Pirate............By Horace Appleton 674 Smokestack Bob, the Hero of} the. Rail, By J. R. Scott 675 Nimble Nip; or, ‘the Imp of the School—comic By Tom Teaser 676 King Morgan, theWerror of the Seas.......... y Alexander Armstrong 577 The Convict’s Oath; or, The Prisoner ofaVan Dieman’s Land.........-By Ja*ies D. Montague 678 The. Serpent Queen; or, The Mysterious Night- Riders of Georgia.........+++++-+.+.By Kit Clyde 579 The Fortune ‘Hunters; ‘or, Two Yankee Boysin « Australia....... eaceces By Alexander Armstrong 580 The. Fatal Star..........-...6+ By Horace Appleton 581 The Bootblack’s Plot; ‘or, The Mystery of a Night... By J. R. Scott 682 Huron Harry; or, The ‘Haunted SKIN... ceke es By James D. Montague 583 Doomed; or, The Secret League of Boston... By James D. Montague 584 The Maniac Rider; or, The Mystery of Hawkes- wood Grange... is Horace Appleton 585 The Gipsies’ Den.... ai » «By Kit Clyde 586 Matt Merry; or, , The Life of the ‘Sehoot.: +... a5 By Captain Will Dayton 587 The Phantom Avenger; or, Dick Darling in Montana ...:..........By Alexander Armstrong 588 ne the Texan; or, The Demons of the BING. «3355255 -By J. R. Scott 689 Lost on the Desert; or, “The Guide's ‘Treachery. By James D, Montague 590 The Avengers’ Lea: ssaseseeses By ‘'Noname” 591 The “Sea Wave's”? t Cruise; or, Bhe Pirates’ COVE. So ise ee ieee See we Seeds +By Kit Clyde 592 Cromwell's Boy Spy; ; or, The Roundheads and ‘the Cavaliers ..........- Horace Appleton 593 The Pirate Hermit; or, The Waif's Legac; By Alexander Armstrong 594 Dick the Shadow; or, The Mysterious Trails of the Backwoods.............+...By J. R. Scott 595 Fighting the Redskins; or, Beaver Bill’s Last Tra’ James D. Montague 596 The Black ‘Domino; or, The Jailer of the TOWF.. occ ce ceiccceresteccorssanes by Rit Clyde 597 Frank Reade and his Steam Team..... 4 598 Cheeky and Chipper; or, Through Thick ana Thi aed Bees Commodore Ah-Look 3 OF. bese Black Demon of the .By Horace Appleton 600 The ‘Tiger of the Seas; or, Ferced to be a Pirate By Alexander Armstrong 601 Harry O’Malley, the Young Irish Invincible... By Sergeant O'Donnell 602 Arkansaw Bill, the Indian Spy. - By J. R, Seott 603 The King of the Deep..............+-BY Kit Oiyde 604 Little Death Shot; or, the Gold- Snunter’s Ghost. By James D. Montague 605 The Magic Mirror. : -By Don ieee 606 Old Rube, the Ranger... -seee By J. R. Scott 607 Frank Reade and His Steam Tally-Ho......... 608 Out with Barnum....By Lieutenant B, ae . Kellogg 609 Storm King Dick; or, The Boy Adventu By Captain willl Dayton 610 Frank Durham, the King of The Comes Re ota y Kit Clyde 611 Hildebrandt Fitzgum; or, My ae Little Cousin—comic ..................By Tom Teaser 612 Si Swift, the Prince of Trappers,....... By James D. Montague 613 The Hyena Hunters; or, In ag Wilas of Africa y Harry Rockwood 614 The Phantom Pirate; or, fees Fatal Oath,..... »f Alexander Armstrong 615 The Young Fenian Chief...........esceseeees 616 Among the Crocodiles; or, “Adveritures in Tndia y Harry Rockwood 617 Lance and Lasso; or, The roung Mustangers Of the Plains.......+s.+.ss+++By Marline Manly 618 The Chief of the Delawares,..........By Kit Clyde 619 The Shortys Out vor Ment mic.....By Peter 620 rn a Tem; or, se ge ng the Molly Ma- gui BY. Sergeant O’Donnell 621 The Captain of the ‘Nine; or, ay a Leader.. ¢ ee Harry Rockwood 622 Sassy Sam; or, A Bootblack’s Voyage Around the World—comic..... -By Commodore Ah-Look 623 Young Putnam; or, Always to Bs Front,...... Harrigan & Hart 624 Nugget Ned; or, The Mountain Bugae enge- GQNCOL oe see ces By Morris Redwing 625 Frank Reade, Jr., and His Steam Wonder..... 626 The Spy of hog »; or, The Green Mountain Boys .. asesecseesseby Kit Clyde 627 Frank Reade, ‘Ir, “and Tiis Wiectric Boat,...... 65 Ghouls of Gilt Edge..........By Harry Rockwood 629 Frank Reade, Jr., and His ‘Adventnres With His Latest Invention.........- 630 The Shortys Out Gunning—comic....By Peter Pad 631 Frank Reade, Jr., and his Air Ship............ 632 The Young Boy Chief; or, Adventures in the Fay West........ -..e..By Captain Will Dayton 633 Frank Reade, Jr.’s. Marvel. 634 The Lighthouse on the Roc! 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