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Putered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1819,by PRANK’ TOUSEY, ém the office of the Librorian of Congress, at Washington, de. Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., as Second Class Matter. Rite : FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 18 Rose Sraeer, N. Y. PRICE } VY ‘ comPLetTe.! ms 5 sit mS ol. | poomee j November 10, 1879. Subscription Price $2.50 per year. { 5 CENTS. § No. 186. ——— Chips and Chin Chin’s Adventures with Indians. (Gontinued from “Wide Awake Library” No. 184} B y PETE R PAD as Faster and faster did the darkey ply; faster and faster did they jump, and the louder were their yells. CHAPTER L _and his wives, in which not only Chips and Chin | at Ogden, but the hearty manner in which Berry Chin took , loud part, but their sable compan- | introduced them soon insured them a cordial re. On their arrival at Ogden from Salt Lake City. | ion, the lanjo-player, also figured as some | ception, and after getting on the outside of some they were introduced by Hi Berry to several shucks. grub at the railroad boarding-house, two of the other railroad men belonging to the eastern Ogden is a bright little place, full of bustle, | boys took them out to see the sights. section, and after telling them of the-fun they | business ant fun, for like several other towns on | Chips was feeling good, and so was “Spades,” had had, left them with many a hearty shake of | the road which form the terminus of certain | but Chin Chin had not yet got over the spree of the hand. and good wishes for their success and | sections, there are always a large number of rail- | the night before, and the swelling in his head future prosperity. lroad men to be found there, and like sailors, | made him feel almost anything but celestial. The donkey ride in which Chin Chin figured at | wherever thev are found, there fun is found in| ‘* Why don’t yer brace up, Chin?” asked Chips, Salt Lake City will be remembered, as also the | large or small quantities. jas they walked along. adventure with the old Mormon tavern-keeper! It was late in the afternoon when they arrived| ‘“ Bracie allie gcue where woodbine skippie “~~ 4 rk
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% badie headie allia—bah! Melican man whiskie makie 2g much jumpie, eetle while, then damie fool allie time, so a4 Me swear damie off,” said he, with as much genuine St repentant earnestness as ever a white toper manifested. sy “Oh, terrible,” said Chips. BE “Yes, tumble allie round like monkey.” & *“No—no. Drop on your chin.” eS “Yes, dropie on headie, too,” said he, sadly. pa; «Brace up an’ give der boys some fun.” 3 “Fun knock all hellie, so be.” a Just then the railroad fellows led them into a sort of gs free-and-eas railroad, an = then took beer. ; ‘a Chia Chin had no stomach for it and wanted to be ex- i cused, but they all insisted, and so he put it under his coat er as medicine. oe Five or six of them made him feel] better, and the old eomical smile began to return again. 7S Spades was feeling even better than first-rate, for by this se time he found that he had struck a $e party, and that the prospect of his getting to the end of his journey with- out hoofing it much, seemed much brighter than ever before. e Chips was telling the railroad boys some of the adven- cK, tures they had had since setting out from ’Frisco, and they 7 were highly entertained in this way for some time, for it pr. will be remembered that some exceedingly funny things ae had happened to them. ms “Wal, you’re a pair of trumps,” said one of them, after ; Chips had finished. ** Don’t you forget it,” said the other. “Where did you come across the coon?” **Oh, back here to Colfax. He’s tryin’ ter squirm throngh to St. Louis,” replied Chips. **Got anything in him?” 4 saloon on one of the side streets, near the the whole party took seats at a table, and re “* Beer,” said Chips, smiling. Ss “T mean anything lively.” 2 “Oh, he’s got whole gobs of fun in him.” a. **Good enough. Jerk some of it out.” a F te “Ss es!” : aa __ “*Dat’s my adopted name, sali,” was the quick reply. tae _ “Whar am dat banjo, honey?” asked Chips, in very _-—s« good imiéation of the negro dialect. _ ~~. * Heah it am, chile,” said he, pulling the old instrument _* out from under the table, for it was his only friend, and he work to “undress” it sick boy. “Dar she am,” said he, after tuning it. ‘bad Now, » let us see yer claw ‘round ’mong dat cat- “Qh, chile!” he exclaimed, as he struck a few chords; _ and this set everybody in the room to laughing, for they had already all gathered around the table and were dead | wipe for fun. _ Give us a little song,” said some one. “«Fren’s, I go fo’ dat yer song de bes’ I know how, but ‘maybe fiat won’t be very pooty, fo’ I isn’t much ob a night-. ; rs “Go ahead.” And so he began a ditty: Ole man, ole man, what yer doin’ dar? “ Sittin’ in de parlor combing out my har.” Jog along Oh, I’m right on de railroad, rig-a-gig-a-Joe, ‘Come an’ heah me play upon de ole barnjo. Jog along. tion jig with it, in such a way that it became peculiarly his _ | been attracted by the music, and the Chinaman was Ole man, ole man, why don’t yer dance? — * Arn’t got no music, an’ can’t get a chance.” dog along. Oh, I am yer Kitydid, he, ha, ho! Come an’ heah me tickle up de ole barnjo. j og along. Ole man, ole man, what makes yer blink? * Been settin’ two hours an’ neber had a drink.” Jog along. Oh, neber min’, dar’s a good time comin’, All hands drink when I’s done a thumbin’. Jog along. ‘*Good enough! So we will,” exclaimed an old miner, who hadn’t heard a banjo before in years. ‘‘Here, land- “Y lord, set em up all ’round—I’m fixed!” And in a very short time everybody present was supplied with liquids. The treater raised his glass, and said: “‘ Wal, here’s to everybody but Chinamen!” and down went the drinks. Tl] take a little Chinaman in mine,” said Chips. ‘All right, sonny; I don’t want any,” replied the man, — **Gentlemen, I have a Chinese friend here, and I guess we can get up a gang in his favor after we hear » Come on here, Chin; give us a dance.” ** Put him on the table,” some one cried. ** Yes—yes; Ee him up where we can all see him;” and in a twinkling Chin Chin was boosted upon the large oaken table, in full view of everybody, and a cheer followed in © which even the miner did not refuse to join. er Chin Chin was just full enough to enjoy this sort of a thing, and he grinned like a pro sf cg suPtin ca *Nough goodie! How yis high cly?” he cried. : ** Now, Spades, give him a breakdown,” said Chips, fuli of the fun. : “= “All right.” And. he struck up a breakdown which Chin Chin instantly caught up and put down on the table with his thick wooden shoes, and with such a vim that it — wrenched ‘eee joint in it, and knoeked more dirt and — dnst. out of it than had ever been started before.* “Good!” the crowd yelled. : ‘* Red hot!” said the miner. ‘‘ Hang me if I éver knew a Chinaman before who could dance. But I'll bet ten te one that he’ll dance cheaper than anyone else, and that thar’s why I hate ’em.” Set “Go it!” yelled Chips. pees “‘Dat’s good! See him knock de putty out ob de cracks,” SVE wang EYED Which: Wacko tha vhaueed D ipadee t was. har say Which wore the biggest grin, eee or Chin Chin, but vet was some more danger that the darkey would take in his ears and back hair. a Did you ever see a Chinese dance? No? Well, it’s al- most an orc 7 to describe it, as it isa compound of _ almost everything that can be done with both armsand _ ae But with Chin Chin, there was a difference still, e mixed the song-and-dance breakdown, and the planta- — own; a something unlike anything that was ever seen | = before, and a oi. Became that nobody could imitate to ~ save their lives. ng | ope The bar-room was crowded to repletion by those who had ap lauded with deafening roars as he put in the finishing mene to his dance. . ; E t «* Best I ever saw!” exclaimed several. ~ Une ** Beats the world.” ae “* What a hit that would make on the stage?” ‘*Wher’s Charley Parsloe now?’ and dozens of other __ comments were heard on every side. Be cts ee. But Chips was not idle. He saw the hit that his pard - — atch and flipping off his cap, he went among the auditors with it. Saar ais een ees ey
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** Gents,” said he, *‘ our friend Chin Chin is about to start for China as a,miseionary to carry the glad tidings of song and dance to the benighted heathen of his own flow- land. Now, he wants dust before he can dust out. So let’s see how much yo come down to send him off.” The result was a cap full of stamps and nickels, paid in amidst the most humorous excitement, and it certainly could not have been less than thirty dollars, so wild were the admirers of the eccentric Chinaman. Eyen the miner, who had drank confusion to the China- men, was loud in his praise, and swore that he never would have suspected a Chinaman could have created such a _ sensation. *< Everybody come up!” said he; ‘I have discovered a new Chinaman. Come up, everybody!” Well, *‘ everybody” did come up, and there was a “hur- rah” that was wort y of the occasion. While the treat was going on, as espied an ico-chest standing at the end of the bar. e idea at once struck him that he could have some fun with this affair, so he drew one of the railroad boys aside and said to him: **T say, Cull, we can have some fun.” *« How?” was ithe eager query. **« Mun, now.’ Oh, sure.” «‘ We'll make Dobson believe that there’s a fellow in his ice-box,” said Chips. *“Yas—but how?” asked the man, not understanding how Chips proposed to work his jig. Oh, Tat wark that. Yon go and bet him five dollars - that there’s a man in the ice-box, and I'll fix the rest of it.” * No snap now?” ** Not on ee Go ahead,” replied Chips. «* All right,” and he pushed his way irom the crowd __ ap to the bar, where Dobson stood, while Chips worked his Way over A the refrigerator, so as to be ready for any ae re gem say, Dob, who’s in yer ice-box?” asked the railroad : ehap, inting "to it. o’s in phat ?” demanded the Jandlord, Yer ice-box.” “« What are yer spinnin *—chawin’ gum?” ** No; there’s somebody hidin’ in yer ice-box.” i * Oh, you better go home, Ike; you’re beginnin’ to get Yem bad: Somebody in my chest!” and ‘the Lowape ia laughed heartily at the idea. eee “Pll bet you five dollars there is.” ‘What? I tell yer that they’re comin’ on yer.” ** Here’ vat a fiver says I’m right,” said he, producing a “You must have ’em pretty bad, Ike; but I s’ I = Flip siecle er lie er, SO. _ here’s a fiver as sees yourn,” said he, covering Ike’s money. __ By this time quite a large number had become interested in the Ronee teiye and were eagerly watching to get at the apres co in aS meantime, had been watching to see the ae andthe moment the money was put uP, he upon the cover of the ice-chest. = i T’ve got him—I’ve got him!” he exclaimed, loudly, and psy there was a fe movement in the company e over towards where’Chips was epresre t i is a at es all asked. up the cover of the hee an inch or two ing it down again, which made it appear as oy some one was in the box and trying to force his , Bist! out. ot and Ike forced their way through the crowd about. the jig. ‘i | pressing down the cover. became interested. spectators, for sabi of them | «« A man in the ice-box,” said several. *< Thunder!” “e Fact. 33 b N “Didn’t I tell you?” demanded Ike, bnigkly, although pres he believed at. the time that Chips had placed some one there for a lark, and to enable kan to win the five dollars. “Great beans! How in thunder’d he get in. there?” said Dobson, confounded. “¢ Let him out,” said several. * Hold on a bit, let me see what he says,” said Chips, — waving back the crowd, “I say!” he added, knocking on the lid with his knuckles. ‘‘ Hello!” came a voice seemingly from the interior a the refrigerator. . ** What are you doing in there?” ** Keeping cool.” **T should say so. How did you get in there?” ** Tumbled_in, of course.” <SOh, you took a tumble, eh?” £.Veg,” “* What are you going to do there?” * Going ter stay.” “How long?” ** Until Dobson shuts u «The deyil he is!” sai Dolio: excitedly. “Then what are you goin’ ter do?” * Come out an’ have a drink.” “* What else?” ** Go throu ugh the till.” ‘Oh, you're a till-den chap, are yer?” “* You bet.” ‘* How is it in there?” ‘* Nice.” «Are you an ice man?” “* Yas, I’m on ice.” “T should say s0. An hing to drink inthere “* Four or five bottles o Potpu _ BS This created a laugh, and everybody turned to aaaine who was as red as a beet. ‘Lemme at him!” said he, wildly. bi ‘Hold on, Dob, I’ll take that money,” said Ike. “There 1 is, only let me at that son of a sea-cook, re fix him,” and he canght up a big mallet. “The old man is coming for you,” said Chips, again ad- dressing the imaginary man in the box. ** Oh, he be hanged; I’m all hunk.” “Qh, lemme at him!” yelled Dobson, coming forvard with his mallet. ** He’s after your scalp.” ‘ SSS ee ep hs” *« Tell him to go shoot himself !’’ ; “* What have yer got ter figl t wid?” 5h : ** An ice-pick, an’ a botile 0’ benzine!” errs 3. “Oh, lemme at him!” cried Dobson. “Stand: aE and see me mash thunder out of the cnss.” * ioe ee pe * the fellows erate hold him back, “‘Here he comes,” said who was doing the neatest : bit of ventriloqnism he ever did in his life. si “aor aight sy ** All right, I’m ready for him,” said the voice. _ Se nae ** Great yams! Stan : ue Git off that ere bax sonny,” said he, addressi = Chips jumped down, pes 0° vad the lid a trifle. ‘* You'd better skip,” said hea “* You go to thunder !” said the. ice, just sania as though it had come from a man in the box, but whose voice was heard altogether differently from ae it was before. = ig ‘He'll mash yer.” it, “ He can’t mash flies. He’s.a sucker !”’ - ra tase. “‘Ah—ah! look out! Don’t get persed: wit Chim yf er a Oh—oh—oh! re | ¥ ‘‘ What’s the matter?” ~ “ You've shut ii soa on m aa we i aa I ih "There, b eee that
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ue oa Pax) es Pan See = : ; af te 3 Bee LACS Coe TIS Lee ASR eee Sh Ege. ** Tt aches,” came the reply, deep in the box. “Oh, lemme at him! Pi take him forget he ever had a sore finger. Stand. back!” . Dobson being now thoroughly aroused, the crowd swayed back and gave him a chance to approach the ice- box, which he did, mallet in hand and blood in his eye. Seizing the cover, he threw it up, and at the same time smashed his mallet in among the bottles and things which the box contained, smashing several and creating a great racket. The crowd pressed around to see the smashed head of the man in the box. They didn’t see it; neither did Dobson. He was utterly confounded, and stood looking from one to the other in a most foolish way; and the crowd looked as foolish as he did, for they could not comprehend it at all «Great snakes, what’s that?” he asked, at length. “ Hee—hee—hee! Sold!’ came the same voice from a closet close at hand. Chips sprang to the door. **Oh, you are there, eh?” said he. _* You bet Iam. Didn't old Dobson think he had me? Hee—hee—hee !” The laugh was so hearty that the ee could not help joining in it to save their lives, although Dobson wned savagely. “How'd he get in that?” he demanded. “How'd you get in here?” asked Chips. “ Skipped in! * eee 2 SRO en ae Lo ahs eine na.) twee gh oe See Le. aN Oe Oe Cee re eo ee oo , ° res Rr 2° a ei ti bt we et I *, ; i" af 4 ie > naga Po tl | Raisin . ’ al - i* 4 ete . eo ae uke le af Fp A eee es
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PRE eae 3 ae EM EA ote nee Ae oe Oe EE. 1D aie a Cae ahs 6 CHIPS AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS. _ : 5 **Oh—oh! hellie, damie! ‘Squittie—squittie!” he yelled, as the conductor pulled him out of his hiding-place. ** Tl] squittie you if you don’t come out here,” said the eonductor, savagely. CHAPTER II. ' “Squirtre—squittie! Pullie cussie head lof!’ howled Chin Chin, as the conductor of the train pulled him from behind a pile of trunks by his pigtail. ‘ ** What the devil are you doing here?” -~ ‘*Ridie,” replied Chin Chin, meekly, ' Ridie! Hookie ridie, I guess.” © ** So be.” ** Who told you you might get in here?” Chin Chin was about to give it away when he web pene to look up, and discovered Ike standing near by shaking his fist at him. **Gendle Grant,” he replied. “General thunder! Where are the other chaps?” he asked, pulling away more trunks, and exposing Chips and Spades stowed away snugly. ‘‘Oome out of here, you hoodlum!” and he made a dive for Chips. “Oh, I’m here, daddy,” said he, leaping up and cutting a figure on the top of a trunk. **SoI see. How many of you are here?” asked the con- ductor, pulling away another trunk. ** Nary one.” **Oh, damie—damie! how bitie!” growled Chin Chin, still caressing his pigtail, the roots of which smarted from the pull received. _ **Nary one, hey? What do you call this?” he asked, _ reaching down and pulling Spades up by the ear, while he seams nearly as loudly as Chin Chin had done. =... “Thats a Bpade; we’re hearts an’ diamonds,” replied Chips. > ess so; and trumps, too, I guess.” : nee jaye, but you took us, boss,” said Chips, laughing heartily. __ **¥es, so be, takie poor Chinee by pigtail, an’ pull like _ hellie damie,” said Chin Chin. *y 3 _ Yes, I have taken you, but I’ll be hanged if I am going - todo so for nothing. Got any money?” ** Gobs of it,” said Chips. ** And you?” he asked, turning to Chin. “Heap big. Midlon dollar, so be,” said he. ‘How much have you got?” the conductor finally asked, _ Surning to Spades, who stood trembling and swaying with _ the motion of the car. ; } __ ** Lor’ bress yer, boss, if railroads war a sellin’ fo’ a cent _ apieee, I couldn’t buy a spike,” said he, in a most, mourn- _ ful tone of voice. i a are you two fellows going?’ he added, turning to Chips _ and Chin Chin. ‘ _ New York,” said Chips. ; . “*Me allie same; Noo Whuck,” added Chin. “Allright. First or second-class?” __ “First chop, bet yer socks. We want it off the tender- Join or no meat for us—eh, Chin?” __ “Me allie same likie you; chop first, likie mandarin, | heap ie” a prolonged whistle; Chin Chin “opened d-s eyes, and his pigtail reared up on ost sank through the car floor, so was his consternation. - Is that the cheapest for a first chop, boss ?” All right, you bounce at the next stop. Now how far Tuck. *“No, owe me. Come, young fellow, I’ve got no time to waste with you. Show your sugar.” “Can you change a thousand dollar bill?” asked Chips, just as naturally as though he had one. ** Yes, of course I can.” “Allright. Tl go ’round ’mong der boys, an’ if I -. borrow one, I’ll let yer change it.” I “*Me allie same,” said Chin. ‘* Great coupling-pins! Are you fooling me?” demanded the conductor, fiercely. **No, of course not. Tl give yer the thousand dollar bill just as quick as I get it,” said he, honestly. ** You be hanged. Come down with a hundred apiece, or off you go. Ouick, now.” “Don’t get yer snarley up, ole man. Wait ’til I pick out the change,” said he, going down into his pocket. *<T don’t believe you’ve got any money.’ ““ What? How’s that?” be asked, pulling out a hand- ful of the small change that he had received for his per- formance at Ogden. : ‘« There’s no hundred dollars there. ” ** What’ll you bet?” asked Chips, quickly. ** Bet!’ said the conductor, contemptuously. “¢ Will you bet the fare through to pard?” **No. Hustle out your fare, or off you go at the next station, understand?” “Allright. Give a feller a chance, won’t yer? Lock us - up if you think we'll skip.” ‘*T dare say you'd like ter be locked up. Ah!” he added, as the whistle blew for a station, “‘ you get things counted, by the time I get back, or out.you gout the next stop,” saying which he left the baggage-car and went into the next to attend to his duties. ‘*‘ Lockie door, klick!” said Chin Chin, springing to wards it, “‘ keepie out.” i sje Bully!” said Chips. : ‘Don’t, boys, don’t. He frow us all out ob de house, fo’ shuah,” said Spades. ‘* Hold on, boys,” said Ike, who had been a quiet witness of the whole transaction. ‘‘ It won’t do any good an’li go ~ rough with yer. How much money yer got?” ‘Qh, five or six dollars apiece, I guess.” *‘ All right. When he comes back get him ter ticket yer through second class as fur’s yer money’ll take yer,an’ we'll see if there’s anything we can do for yer.” ** All right, Ike, we'll do as you say, an’ trust ter luck. Count up, Chin.” ** Hellie damie!” he growled. “Oh, yer got ter do it,” and he counted away at his un- til he made out five dollars and had a dollar or two left. Chin Chin made out a like sum, although he felt very bad while doing it. Spades also began to get at the size of his pile, and by the time the conductor veturned, each of _ them had five dollars in his fist. ** Well, are you ready?’ he asked. F **Course we be. But I say, boss, we have concluded to see a little more of the coun dollar’s worth with you this trip,” said Chips. ** Five dollars worth?” ‘* Yes. How far’ll it take us?” ; 4. The conductor looked at them a moment and then con- sulted his schedule, after which he gave them tickets for their money, or as near as he could, and showed them inte the second class or bres, Ge car to finish up their ride. ew York for me an’ Tt was, as usual, packed with all kinds, Trish, Scotch, as : . Chinese, Dutch, and the Lord only knew what else. ‘‘Heap big dambadie!” growled Chin Chin, who was de termined not to feel well after having to part with his five dollars.” ; * eee; In fact, neither of them felt happy over the way things _ had turned out; but Chips, whose spirits were always first- rate, was inclined to make the best of it and cat ny , an’ so we'll only take five st tO Peas
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SSS SSS eee EEE SSE EEE EE SSS They rode along for some time without making further “te comments upon the situation, during. which Spades was , ’. ¢ Several trying to think of what the deuce was going to get him next, and Chin Chin was counting up what money he had left, and hiding it in his shoe, resolved that nothing short of next to starvation or loss of liberty should drag it out { nto the grasping world. He had calculated to get his head shaved the first chance he had, for there. was a month’s growth of hair upon it, which is as much the Chinaman’s shame as his pigtail is his glory. But Chips was just as happy without a cent as he was with one, and without taking notice how his blue and black companions were, he was watching an old Irishman and his wife, who appeared to be exceedingly nervous and anx- iou about how he they had come, and if the train would stop for them at St. Louis. * Ts this St. Lice?” he asked, rising to his feet as the train slacked up at Echo. ** Yes,” said a throwing his voice so that it seemed apparently to come from a man who sat behind the anxious Trishman. ** Are you sure, troth?” ** Of course!” said another voice. *“Come along, Mag, or, sure, they’ll not stop for us ter get off,” said he, gathering up his boxes and bundles. rsors sat around him, but none of them could speak English, or they did not comprehend the situation, and so said nothing. ‘Hurry, will you, Mag?” he growled, as the train began to slow up, and each with arms full of luggage began to: stagger and tumble throngh the aisle of the car towards the door, treading on other people's feet and scrambling oyer their bundles, which bloeked the way. y oe. af ent ee Tn th’s he had much bother, and probably would have ped for the purpose of having a fight with one of ‘the bears would not stop long enough for him to land. Chips was laughing like a good fellow and enjoying the joke, as he knew so well how to do. “*What makie tie-hie?” asked Chin Chin, who noticed his little friend’s merriment. “Fun,” was his laconic reply. “* How?” Tn the meantime the excited Irishman and his wife had ey Sto aS de Dutchmen, had he not been so fearful that the fought their way to the door, and ont of it to the platform of the station. _ Are this St. Lice?” he asked of the conductor, who happened to be standing near. _ “St. Louis! Good gracious, no. - ing about?” “St. Lice, sure; are this it?” **No—no. Go back into your seats again.” “Sure they tould me in here that it was.” They wer fooling you. You won’t get to St. Louis _ wntil day after to-morrow.” **Do ye moind that, Dennis?” asked his wife; but he was not exactly satisfied after all. Bat, I say, isn’t there danger that ye en get there x _ afore ye know it an’ go without layin’ us om « speech Go back to pect seats. All aboard!” he added, warn elie Tsay, Mag, mere Neat fooled wid,” he said to his 2 wife, ant entered the car. __ “Troth, T think so,” said she _.__ * Bad luck ter the bones of ns _._ the m he haythin as did it, Pll ivery bit of bim.” . __ * Oh, be asy, Denny, dear; sute, they didn’t mane it, so i be ay. y didn they _“* But, begorra, I do, then,” and he crowded slong through the aisle again, drawing out curses in nearly found that they had St e ait reac hin: ch ir seats What are you dream- | seauined |, t a fight, | but as they could not speak English and were not inclined to fight, they gave them up, and the mad Irishman took possession again. Chips saw that he did not relish the joke; and so conclud- ed to look honest and lay low. : But that mad Irishman was not inclined to give up the affair, and no sooner did he find himself in possession of his seat than he turned upon those who sat around him. «“Where’s the blackguard as tould me this was St. Lice# - Show him ter me!” he yelled, spanking his big red fists tee ether. ' But no one replied. ’ Bag Being me the dirty. spalpeen, an’ sae me spoil hia beauty!” Nobody appeared to be anxious to have their beauty ex: perimented with. “Faith, I think it was ye that said it,” he exclaimed, Li ie upon an inoffensive Norwegian, who sat behing im. The emigrant looked at him in surprise, not being ablé to speak a word of English. ‘**Troth, ye needn’t look so innercent, or I’ll put yer two eyes into one, so I will.” The Norwegian sputtered away in his native language, which only exasperated the Irishman. j ‘‘What kind of haythin gibberish de ye call that? Faith, I'll hut you one for luck onyway,” and he aimed a fiery blow at him. ut for once in his life he had roused the wrong passen- er, for parrying the Irishman’s blow as quick as thought, — e sentin a stinger that told on his nose as well as though it had been on sate ee . ‘e It knock or sprawling over upon a couple Dutchmen coke 9 sat in front of Ag and while his wife at- tended to one of them, he tried to clean out the car, but it was adailure; and after he had been bounced around for _ about five minutes receiving several foreign compliments — on different parts of his body, he concluded that he wouldn’t lick the man that deceived him, and so subsided into — swearing. : ae) Chin Chin had been an interested gene of this scrimmage, and was applauding it with all his might until — somebody drew off and gave him a smack in the snoot, — when he suddenly lost all further interest in the affair, — and went right to work to attend to the wants of « bleed-— ing nose, Pina Chips asked him, after things had become quieted down _ somehow, how he liked the fun. “yf +4 “Oh, me likie fust-late, if snoot only on somebody else, — ‘ so be,” he said, with mournful ogmigales. cet “Well, whenever yer get inter an Irish jig of that kind, unscrew yer* nose and put it in yer pocket for safe se ing,” said he, laughing. a “ee Putly 3 80 Ww ” Cate They rode along until about three v’clock in the after- — neon, when the train reached Eyanston—quite a consider- able town about a hundred miles floes Deane As the _ train stopped, the conductor entered the car where our. friends were seated. Their friends, the train hands, had tried everything in their power to persuade him to allow — mia to ride to the end of their section, but he would not g ave it. Re ts ‘Come, young fellows, you want to bounce out here, Money up!” he said. ( ee ae _* Is this, St. Lice, sure?” asked the Irishman, again leap- ing to his feet. ~ se **No, sir; this is not St. Louis. Now will you be quiet?” _ he said, savagely. Vere **Troth, an’ I didn’t know but ye’d come to it,” he said yo Pete ts Re rae oe od ome, , * e sai > again. i C i : ad Fe’ «No mo’ ridie?” asked Chin Chi cam
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; CHIPS AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS. ; , Sa Ld * All right, boss; we’ll get off,” said Chips. “Well, see that you do,” he added, going from the car to attend to his business. “* Hellie damie!” growled the disgusted Chinaman. **Gosh all smoke! What we do now?” asked Spade. Oh, come along. Do like me,” said Chips, leading the way tothe ear door. “Yes, allie same, go debil!” growled Chin, and they all stepped out upon the platform. Ascertaining from Ike that the train stopped there ten _minutes for refreshments, all three of them went for the grub counter, and got away with everything within their reach, eating so fast that the woman who was attending the counter could not keep track of her disappearing grub. When the conductor called *‘ All aboard!” they hastil paid for about half they had eaten, and again got on hoard the train just as it moved away, taking their seats just as if nothing had happened. ‘ ; Spades was very nervous and predicted all sorts of evil things that would happen to them on account of this lark, but Chips told him to be quiet, and if he didn’t like to travel in their style, to get off and skip along afoot. After they had ridden about twenty miles the conductor came into the car. Observing the three rogues, in three different colors, seated just where he had left them, he was amazed, of course. «* What in thunder are you doing here?” he yelled. «“ Are this St. Lice?’ asked the Irishman, who had been aroused from a nap~ “Shut up!” snarled the conductor, and then walked up to his customers. ** What are you doing here?” “© Ridie,” said Chin Chin, meekly. . $ : _.. **Ride thunder! Didn’t I tell you to get off at Evans- _ ton?” said he, savagely. Well, so we did,” said Chips, calmly. , “You did? Well, why in thunder didn’t you stay off?” ‘* Because you didn’t say anything “bout it.” ‘Great hugags!” eh ‘If yer wanted us ter stay off, why didn’t yer say so? How’d we know? We thought as. how it were a grubbing ap place.” . : 3 : © Well, by the great spoon! You have got cheek enough for an Indian fier ow, when the train stops again, you get off and stay off, or I will throw you through a window. Do you hear?” : “All right, boss. We stand under yer now. Nothin’ mean "bout us, only we want yer ter say zactly what’s the matter wid yer,” said Chips. ** Well, that’s what’s the matter with me now, and don’t } you forget rane ‘ _ Good enough. Good-by.” “Tl good-by you if you play any more roots on me, _ you’d better believe,” said he, going away. _° And that’s where the laugh comes in!” sang Chips, _ | merrily. ‘=. ** Where laughie?” asked Chin Chin. )_** Why, haven’t we skinned twenty-five miles more out ' of him bya little cheek? *Course we have. Nothing like _ cheek, eh, Chin?” a Belly good, so be, allie time.” _._Now it so happened that the next station was only a flag station, and as there was no signal out the train did not i stop, but kept on to the next, about ten miles further on, giving them as good as thirty-five miles for their trick. : _ ~ But when they stopped at Hampton the conductor was _. on hand tosee that they got out and did not get on again, and once more did our friends find themselves out on the a - wo a ee ee ee, oe ee ey fe r,s aoe Oe, «eto . Sh ea ee “*Goshermighty, I feels homesick, I does,” said he. “* Well, that won’t get yer home much. Let’s see what sort of a roost this is, anyway,” said Chips, starting out to look at the place. : Good gracious! it was no place at all! There were only a few shanties scattered about the little station, it be- ing simply a switch-station, where trains sometimes meet and wait for each other. by. The reader can judge how disappointed they were on finding themselves nowhere, and over nine hundred mil@ from Omaha. Things looked blue. It was now about four o’clock in the afternoon, and the only thing left for them to do was to hoof it to the next station. But they were well rested, and after talking the matter over a moment, they started along the track merrily. The country hereabouts is wild and mountainous, as is nearly all that portion of Wyoming Territory through which the rai road runs. They walked a mile or two on the track, when they were startled by a shrill Indian war-whoop, which almost made their hair stand, notwithstanding the fact that Spade’s was curled tight to his head, and Chin Chin’s was in a braided paw ; and the next instant half-a-dozen straggling ‘‘ bad hay ” darted out from the woods and went for nem. ‘‘Bress de good Lord! It am all up with us now!” groaned Spades. . ** Immergin—hellie damie!” said Chin Chin. ~ * Here’s luck,” thought Chips, as the savages came close- ly upon them. , ; ‘*Me no fightie—me no fightie,” said Chin. . ~ “< Don’t do nuffin to us, dar’s good big Injuns,” said the negro, falling upon his knees. y this time the savages had 0 seemingly more out-of curiosity than aught else, for although they were*bad Indians and out on thieving raids, they would probably not have taken life if they had been un- molested, which they certainly were in this instance. — The. white, y llow, and red specimens which they saw in the group of their prisoners excited them to sundry grunts and guttera) ejacalations; and after going through them to see if there was anything they could steal, they began to experiment with Spades and. Chin Chin, never having seen either a Chinaman or a negro before. They spat on his face and tried to rub off the black, and _ then one of them grabbed him by the wool, and with de- — lighted yells danced him around, and went through the motions of scalping, evidently regarding him as afirst-rate specimen to work on. fe The poor devil yelled for mercy, but it did no good, amd they only released him when another of the py discover- ed Chin Chin’s pig-tafl, and this excited them to great merriment. A _ in the world could not save that pig-tail, for one of them drew his.knife and cut it off close up to the roots; while the poor devil mingled his cries of engnieh and despair with their exultant yells; for whena Chinaman loses his queue he meets with a disaster equal to death itself. They evidently could not speak English; but they were well armed and full of the devil. The next thing that attracted their attention was the banjo belonging to Spades., They examined it for some time, probab ee at first, that it was some sort of weapon, but ¢ led them, and they dropped it upon the ground. “Give ‘em a tune, Spades,” said Chips, and taking up the banjo, he Hibs Somebod s charms to soothe the mee - Let’s see how it will operate on these duffers.” "he effect was magical. guns and gathered around to listen. Th to play a jig. said that music the spirit of the tune, and be A plentiful lot of cedars abound, — and there are quantities of large game to be found near — thered around them, but— the “‘hellie damie’s” and protestations ancing to touch the strings the sound start- — v4 One by one they laid down their — ey seemed to catch _
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8 CHIPS AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS. down in the most ludicrous manner and yelling as only a wild beast can yell. “« Give it to em faster,” said Chips, who had his eye on their weapons, which lay on the ground. Faster and faster did the darkey play; faster and faster did they jump, and the louder were their yells. _ So completely absorbed were,they that they did not no- tice Chips and Chin Chin, who, watching their chances, having half vented his spite he once more cocked his gur and tried to fire it without powder or ball. It was a failure. But those Indians escaped and did not again put in an appearance, but poor Chin Chin was ut- terly inconsolable over the loss of his pig tail. He threw down the gun and began pawing wildly around behind him for the purpose of reaching the stump of it, but he could feel that his long pride had ‘gone, and what was now his disgrace was only about three inches long. 1 ha lal | cal a il I cE | oe rey vm = mi ' The conductor reached down and caught hold of Chin Chin's pigtail, and began to pull, for the purpose of finding out what was at the other end ef it. took up each a gun, and, cocking them, they called upon the Indians to surrender. Spades also threw down his banjo, and caught up a rifle, and presented it at the head of one of the astonished In- dians. With a yell of fierce hatred they broke and fled to the woods, leaving our friends masters of the situation. “Go muchie hellie!” said Chin, firing at the one who had stolen his pig-tail, and Spades sent another bullet after the rascal who had acted so playfully with his woolly head. CHAPTER III. Tue Indians had fled to the woods, and Chips resolved to take the captured guns to Carter, the next station to Hampton, between which places they had been so abruptly stopped by the red rascals. That banjo of Spades had saved them, although it did not save Chin Chin’s queue, for which he wouid willingly have exchanged his scalp, and asked no questions; so high- ly do ali Chinamen prize these appendages. **Go hellie, so be!” again roared Chin Chin, and not He danced around, and said ‘“‘ Hellie damie” for about five minutes, greatly to the merriment of his two com- panions, who could not help laughing, to save themselves, and then he threw himself upon the ground and cried. ** What’s the matter, Chin?” asked Chips. * Piggie tailie gone allie deble likie woodbine twinie,” he said mournfully. ‘Well, that’s all right, ole man. anyway?” “Much goodie allie same. Oh, piggie tailie allie gone!” said he, again feeling of the stump. < “Golly! I wouldn’t make such a fuss wool off my head,” said Spades. ‘«‘They’d have ter skin yer scalp ter do that.” ‘“‘ Yah—yah—yah! dat yer war put dar ter stay.” i «Oh, hellie damie! damie hellie allie same!” ‘¢ What’s ther matter now?” asked Chips. “¢ Me allie same like damie Melican man, now,” said he, in a tone of melancholy and disgust. * “No! Does cutting off yer pig-tail make yer as bad as an American?” asked Chips, with a serio-comic mug. **Allie same, so be.” What’s a pigtail for, if yer steal all de = » éy 7 x
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CHIPS “AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS, thy ae ges ‘© Wal, I’m sorry for yer, Chin. Wish yer could drown yer grief in some whiskey.” Some. Get heap tightie, klick, so be.” ** All right; come along an’ we'll find a whiskey-spring before long,” said Chips,taking up acouple of the captured guns, and turning to go. “ Golly, wish I could find spring like dat; I build hotel aber it,” aid Spades. ** No, you’d build a mill.” l i aa AEA =] i © oe HA Hn il =, cl Chin Chin hadn't the slightest idea of the purpose for which he was being used, but he thought there was fun and money in it. “i ** Mill?” “ Yes:4whiskey mill.” «« By golly, you’s right. Come ‘long; we’s de bosses ob de road so far,” and Spades also took up another gun, leav- ing one other and the banjo to Chin Chin, who still sat on one of the iron rails and bemoaned his loss. ‘*Heap hellie damie!” he cried again, and uttering a shrill, peculiar squeal, he leaped to his feet, and taking up the gun once niore, he pointed it in the direétion that the Indians had taken, and again pulled the trigger. His indignation was only taking another leap, but the laughing of Chips and Spades brought him to his senses, and taking up his traps he started moodily along the track after them. They arrived at Carter just at dark, and going to a hotel near the station, they related their experience to quite a erowd of people, who were congregated in the bar-room. ** Wal, I swan tu man!” said the landlord, who was ex- amining the guns which the boys had captured. ‘‘ I'll be goldarned if that yar don’t beat all natur!” He was a long, lean Yankee, who had seen all sorts of sacha and had finally settled down to keeping a reyes ore bate tab fourth-rate hotel in this little town; but nothing in the world delighted him so much as an adventure of some kind, whether he was in it himself or others related it to him. Those who stood around were his friends, of course, for wasn’t he the boss of the whiskey jug? * Gosh all darn,” ‘Yer don’t go fer to tell us as how yer three sons of gi i} | said they all in concert. i} 1S Aili N ‘ fa) i \ guns got away with five Injin varmints; got their tools, an’ didn’t have any of yer own?” ra ‘* Fact, I assure you,” said Chips. ** Dat am shuah as guns,” put in Spades. «Good ’nough! Come an’ hump yerselves for a drink,” — said the admiring landlord. ** Well, I say, boys, if yer not perticular, I'll take mine — in hash,” said Chips. “What! grub-basket empty?” “Chuck full of it.” «Full of what?” ‘« Emptiness.” ‘Oh, all right; I'll grub you up, but how *bout this” ere. 3 s chap?” he asked, turning to Chin Chin; “‘Ohinaman, arn’t he?” “FZ ** Yer bet.” a «‘ But whar’s his pigtail?” «The Indians cut it off.” * «Yes, allie gone likie woodbine skippie,” sag Chin © Chin, mournfully. A shout of laughter greeted this, and they were rally ‘ aa es re So
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CHIPS AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS. as - gomical cuss, he looked even more so now than ever before. Wal, gosh all smoke! John, you’re good for all yer want at this yer bar,’’ said the landlord. _ “Have grub?” asked Chips. _ “*Grubbie allie go damie. Me wantie whiskie allie same tikie Melican man. Getie full likie owl bilie,” said he with a sort of Californian dash, for he had by this time re- 3 covered something of his former spirits. _ “Good enough, John; what'll she be?” “Eddie dropie ginie, so be,” said he, smothering his face with a grin that was childlike and bland, but not a temperance by any means. ___)* Here you are.” e: « Ginie!” he exclaimed, as he took up the bottle and _ poured ont nearly a tumbler full. ‘‘ Heap good; likie red hotie; makie feel likie don’t care dammie,” said he, as he _ rubbed his paunch after he had swallowed it. _ “Have another,” said the landlord, who saw that there - was fun brewing, and for the purpose of testing his cheek. _ Qh, yesie, some more heap allie time. Makie feel likie hunklie dorie, betie you ebly time;” and again did the gor- - geousness of a tickled Oriental smile overspread his com- ~ ical features. _ * Hold any more?” asked the landlord. ~ “Putley soon, so be.” “Qh, you think you can manage to worry down a little ore arter it gets sorter settled down among yer innards?” * Ebly time.” Satire or irony were lost upon Chin Chin, especially now en he was trying to drown the memory of his disgrace. e could take in any quantity of sympathy, provided it aids or solids, but if a person attempted to check his dis- . ee Wal, gosh darn my tumble bugs! darned if I don’t ink you're all holler,” said one of the party. Golly! guess yer would hab thought so if you heal him n de Injins chop off he pigtail,” said Spades, and after ying over it a moment, the company voted it a joke, smiled. the meantime Chips was filling his bread basket and ig at the good turn of luck. Now, boys,” said the landlord, who always had an ave he main chance, *‘ dead bust, are ye?” Paty clean scoop, boss,” said Chips. a All eight Yer don’t want only a gun apiece.” »& That’s so.” ’ * Kersactly. But yer du want grub an’ bunkin’ ” vell, somewhat.” ers: as Now, I'll give yer five dollars apiece for road an’ yer take it out in trade. Hey?” t’d be teri dollars for the two guns.” : y-” Row long will yon let us atay here for the two guns?” HE a Lemme see; four days.” os ch cash for the two guns?” Wall see "bout that. Yer see, young feller, it jakes good deal keromesgso bith sihenayat mela arinis he oe "and he g ? IX i i] _ exeusable for laughing; for although he had always been a | whiskey. m Met sete brie sh “Tl give yer five dollars in cash for the two shooters. What der yer say?” “How long will yer let us stay here for five dollars in cash?” asked Chips, who was somewhat of a sharp him- self. Lemme see; wal, two days.” “* Great horseflies!” exclaimed Chips, opening his eyes. **What’s the matter?” demanded the landlord. “T can’t understand yer figgerin’.” **Can’t—can’t! Great lamentations! Why, young fel- ler, if you war anywhar near my size I should resent that dispersion onter my character by snatching yer body.on the end of this yer knife,” and the landlord looked both hurt and indignant. _ “ Boy, I used ter be aschule master!” he added, with. awful impressiveness. “ Wal, that’s all right, maybe yer one now, but that don’t hinder my not understandin? yer larnin’.” “* Oh, if sare what yer meant, why all right, I forgive ye, of course.’ ** Of course!” chimed halfa dozen of his friends, who ha& become interested in the argument, and they all shrugged their shoulders, nodded significantly, and shook hands with each other just as Mac a great calantity had been avoided. The landlord was a great vd among them, of course, one with whom they were bound to agree any time; but when so many of them agreed at one time, and on a sub- ject so weighty, he was human enough to acknowledge the intelligence of his friends by treating them. So he “set them up,” just as they almost felt sure he would do, ané while they were drinking he again turned to Chips. “Ther trouble is with yer, young feller, yer haven’t had _ the blessin’s of education poured out on yer, so in course yer can’t understan’ gography, ’rithmetic, vowels, long di- vision, substraction, geology, triggernomity, an.” ** Wal, which one of ‘em’s got ter do with this ere trade on guns?” asked Chips. “Why, triggernomity, in course.” ‘¢Oh, I didn’t know but ’twas extortion.” ** No—no, extortion arn’t got nuthin’ ter do wi a plain case of triggernomity.” “* But yer say yer’ll let us stay four days for the two guns,” said Chips, smiling. **Kersactly. Nothin’ mean ’bout me.” “* An’ yer’ll give five dollars in cash for ’em?” ‘Yer grasp the outlines of the problem, so ter speak. Kersactly,” said he, with the voice and air of one who was pleased to find fhat he had stated a case unmistakably plain. it. It’s Chips smiled some as a fellow might who had cornered the schoolmaster. ** Wal, young fellar, business is so brisk jist now, thatI | haven’t time ter go all through a long sum in triggernom- ity for yer; but if yer arn’t satisfied, why, all yer got terdu is ter scat ther ranche,” and having got into the: ‘subject so far that he couldn’t get out without ye 2h out, che meas to wait on acustomer. ** All right, boss. Of course your learnin’ gets the of rae bal Pll pass an’ er ied on nap! four Aap Ser two guns.’ i ys **Now, how’d yer make ther inv things hitch?” and
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~ ey: Se) Es i: Eee . ; pa ee a mais: Vd figger it out an’ show yer jist how yer are what I say.” “¢ Never mind, I don’t want no figgers,” said Chips, who had common sense enough to take the best of a bargain _ when it was put to him in the way this one was. * Allright. Git right in an’ make yerself at home. Set yer weepins right behind the bar here.” ‘* Here you are,” and all five of the captured guns were stood m a corner, out of the way, and Chips and Chin once more had a home. But how was our bob-tailed Oriental by this time? He was “‘ full as a goat,” that’s how he was. The glasses of “‘ginie” had caused him to forget all about the loss of his pigtail, and he was now walking up and. down the bar- room, with his hat cocked on one side of his head, his hands in the armholes of his vest, and acting as much like a **Melican” drunken man as possible. The fellows in the bar-room were chaffing him, and langhing at his odd sayings, and the comical look of that bob-tail which stuck out under his cocked hat. **Houpie! Whang—bang! Setie up some more, so be! Pig tailie gone debil, and drunk like hellie—whoop!” said he, with a wild, comical flourish. **Go it, John,” said several. **Me allie same now like Melican man. slam bang, fightie, no pay for “ ginie!” “Oh, that’s your racket, is it?’ asked the landlord, and aél hands took another laugh. ** Allie same likie one of boys; shootie bar-man, breakie glassie, and raisie hellie allie time, so be.” “Better get a suit.of boiler-iron if yer going on that lay, jobn,”’ the landlord suggested, and everybody in the bar- room insisted upon laughing and PURGING it the best joke they ever heard. Of course the landlord treated. He was always ready to pay for appreciation, and the gang that hung around him were always ready to appreciate, for thereby they got many drinks. **Give us a song, John,” said the landlord, after the drinks. ** Heap singie and much jumpie for dustie,” said Chin. “* What’s that?” ‘**He’ll sing an’ dance for yer if yer'll let him pass around his hat,” said Chips, who also had his eye out for replenishing their treasury. ‘© An’ I play de banjo,” put in Spades. “All right. Come here a minute,” said the landlord, beckoning to Chips. Chips approached curiously. att yer'll only give a good show, I guess there’s dust i in the crowd,” said he in a whisper. ‘e Yes.” Get drunk; “T sorter think so, an’ if yer’ll only see me, I'll let the bob-tailed John go in.” se See yer.” " Whack.” * Oh! how much?” “ Oh, say half.” r _ Nonsense; we're three ter one.” 4; ia, aren’t this my shebang?” iN : with my dollar—sly, yer know—an’ we'll go up = of “How?” asked Chips nding im he hare « An’ what’s yer shebang good for without talent?” “Wal, yer a smart one. Goahead, an’share alike.” “Good enough. Go in there, Spades,” said Chips, call- : ing to his sable musician, who by this time had tuned up — his old banjo, and sat ready to go in. Ss ‘* Me all houpla,” said Chin Chin, giving afew prelimine ary steps. vel “‘ Well, shake her down.” a The music started and that bob-tailed Chinee did just ‘‘ shake her down,” for, with his big dose of “‘ ginie” and — his wooden shoes, he rattled dust and dirt enough out of the cracks in the floor to plant a bushel of potatoes, i “‘Go in, John!” shouted the delighted erowd who had : gathered to see the fun. at ‘© Now then!” . *« Houpla!” *€ Shoo-fly!” ** Good for John!” **Who dar!” and various other calls, in which chip Chin Chin, and Spades took part. — ‘‘Houpla! How high datie?” said Chin Chin, putting down his right foot for a finishere A generous round of applause followed the performance, 4 and Chips was not slow in taking advanjage of this enthu- < siasm, and taking Chin Chin’s hat, he went around among the crowd and sought to take up a collection. At first — everybody seemed to be so tickled that they could not see iB! the hat, but when the landlord hinted that he was in favor of the arrangement, and that he should contribute to the : fund himself, things took a change and the small change” began to pour in until the hat was pretty well filled wit it. ; Sh. “< Now I'll be gosh all darn,” said the landlord, with oud eye on the crowd and the other on Chips, who still held a the hat and contribution, “‘le’s have some fun.” yee The gang cheered as only a crowd of country” suckers can cheer a country landlord, and they gathefed in front of the bar with open eyes and mouths to hear what the oracle had to suggest. “*Ter-night yer know that ere chap spouts on tem: ance up here’n the hall.” Yas,” said a dozen voices, ‘¢ Wal, he’ll want a ‘terrible example.’ ” “Tn course he will,” said his attentive friends. “Wal, whar in gosh all thunder will yer find a be ‘ frightful example’ than this yer John?™ he war ing to Chin Chin. en ~~ nt — i - oy ae ie ae **Me wantie verse makie ee so bo" si ait scoop in?” “Four dollars.” Hep. Injun?” ** Square bean.” ‘¢ Wal, we'll make more up ter the hari. ‘Come q seein
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4 > shew a ¥ f es ae eine, ¢ fe bf “7 Pes 8. Fo ae ‘AD’ nies - » et 5b “INDIA ‘ “ A” P é . : 7 SS Se = ou Oh, we've got a job put up on the ole cuss as is dag in’ ter ruin this yer town by preachin’ temp’rance, an’ all you’ ve got ter do is ter be thar with yer pards, an’ watch the fun. Fact is, we’re a band of patriots, clubbed ter- _ gether ter see fair play, an’ knock the stuffin’ out of that | _ mangey cuss as wants ter demoralize the town of Carter - with his temp’rance treason. Qh, you'll see fun, jis’ bet.” _ All right; we'll scoop it in,” said Chips. _ All this had been talked aside. **Now, boys, all yer as wants ter see fair play, get ready terjinein. Yer needn’t take yer weepins ‘long unless yer \ want ter, for we don’t want ter do nothin’ ter the ole cuss, only fire him out.of the winder, or somethin’ like that; _sorter harmless ’musement, yer know, that’s all.” _ This, of course, was freely agreed to, and after partaking of another drink, a gang of about fifty started for*the little hall, where a one-horse orator was holding forth on tem- _ perance. _ He was just getting warmed up to his work when. the _* Fair-Play Delegation,” as they called themselves, filed “into the hall, singing. “ Landlord, fill the flowing bowl;” and as many of their friend’ were there to meet them, they received quite an ovation—so much of a one, in fact, that the speaker and a few of their friends of temperance were mpletely drowned out of hearing, and almost out of ht. a riot followed of course; but, in the greatness of his Slump (our friend, the landlord) came to the front, ad while seemingiy trying to stop the uproar, he said- “Feller citerzens} Hear me!” he shouted. and up there ¢ a shout and a yell that shook the building to its very oundation. “I b’leve in fair play.” (More cheers.) We bileve i in fair play. * (More of them.) ‘NowI un- an’ why yer yell an’ kick at this yer lecture. It’s cos haint got no ‘terrible example’ ter hold up; nothin’ show ther awful *fects of bad rum.” (Cheers.) ‘‘ My Ow citizens, I’ve got one that I’ll lend him.” Tremend- ms cheers.) ‘* An I'll trot him up if yer say so.” _ Well, didn’t they say so. They yelled like so many de- ons for two or three minutes. a“ “Correct, feller citizens, I understan’ the call,” and akin Chin Chin by the arm he led him upon the platform, withstanding the protest of the lecturer and the disgust of a few of the temperance people who were present. As for Chin Chin, he hadn’t the slightest idea of € for which he was being used; but he thought here was fun and money in it, and eo he at once began to ere bis antics as soon as Slump led him upon the And what a comical sight he was! Drunk as a boiled A; his hat cocked on one side, and his stumpy pigtail ekmg straight out behind like the chopped narrative of dog, and @ grin on his mug that would have made a mese god laugh, it was no wonder that he was hailed ith delight and that the applause was long continued. ~ | “Me losie pigtail, hr Allie go hellie dam, , Me goodably time, Recor. *h ing Chin Chin as a “frightful example,” all nae + OM the hotel and “ made a night of 14” Mas ak Sen paris ee '
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CHIPS AND CHIN CHIN'S ADVENTURES WITH INDIANS. 2A Rohe oe Ne Ais i bi it was loads of fun for Chips and the darkey, Spades, pat with Chin Chin it was a Fourth of July, Christmas, New Years, St. Patrick’s Day, Joss house and stewed rats combined. In fact, he was having so much fun and ‘ zinie ” that he seemed oblivious to the loss of his pigtail » tne hands of the Indians, and didn’t even care about the »mical little stump left sticking out like the tragic end of « bobtailed horse. But they all slept soundly after going to bed, and it wasn’t until late they awoke the next morning. They found themselves, however, pretty well fixed so far as money was concerned, for their united pocketbook, which Chips carried, showed a pan out of about twenyy-tive dol- tars, which they had earned since coming into the place, besides whacking up with the landlord, who demanded a fourth of what they collected. This, together with the fact of their having three days’ board already paid for on the gun trade, made them feel - very good, notwithstanding the fact that Chin Chin had a big “‘head” on him, because of the large quantity, of **ginie” he had got outside of. «‘ Well—well, you do look like a ‘frightful example’ this morning, if you didn’t last night,” said Chips, laugh- ing at the sorrowful-looking mug which his Chinese friend had on him when he put in an appearance the next morning. F Chin Chin attempted to laugh, but the sorry-looking mug which he made up while doing so, was enough to ) draw tears from a wall-eyed mule. ** Don’t try to laugh with ther front side of yer heady dle man—it’ll burst.. Try the back side.” **Oh, by golly, dat am de wuss head dat I eber seen. Ya—ya—ya!” cried Spades. ‘¢ Where are yer eyes?” asked Chips. Chin Chin attempted to open his mouth to reply, but his whole nut appeared to be sore and swollen. «* Heap too much ginie,” he finally growled. ‘Well, I should sayso. I think I’ll start up a temp’r- ance show, and take you along ter show what bad gin will do,” and Chips laughed heartily. ‘* Better take a big cocktail, and then hold yer head in cold water for an hour or so to take the ‘bees’ out of it,’ said the landlord. ‘Oh, me allie same like Melican man now; pigtail allie gone hellie; get heap drunk; habbie jimmy-jammy putty goon bimeby, ’spect, so be,” said Chin, as though he was rapidly becoming accomplished. This created a ldugh among the loungers who had al- ready gathered in the bar-room. “Oh, eivilization’ll git inter yer yet, if yer be a John,” said the landlord. “Yes, gittie heap damie foo) putty klick, s’pose, so be,” ~seplied he, half moorntuily. “Wal, go in an’ chaw yer hash, an’ maybe yer'll feel setter.” _ Neither Chips nor Spades needed a second call, but Chin Chin remained behind to have the landlord mix him some medicine out of two or three decanters, after which he joined his friends in the grub-room. It will be remembered that the landlord was a lean, lank, aay, shrewd seekers, and that he always had his a “ ens p >. oe) at 9 ts -o : + to look decidedly lively and business-like. cocked to the main chance, from selling a glass of bad whiskey for a good price, to trading horses, or buying ae broken down circus on speculation. By the exercise of his craftiness he had managed to get an equal share of what our friends took up in payment for the little entertainments they gave, both at the hotel and in the hall where the temperance lecture had been so unceremon- — iously converted into a variety show by the ‘‘ Fair Play — Gang,” who threw the lecturer out of the window because — he had the cheek to protest against the worthy landlord’s — exhibiting Chin Chin as the much-needed _— ex- ample. ” ¢ And he concluded that he could manage to pick up — several dollars by keeping in with them while they re- — mained with him, and consequently he was loud in their praises, and did all in his power to make them feel at home. : In fact, our tramps never fared better in their lives than ; they were faring under his roof and management. But — yust now he was in a bit of trouble, for a party of flush — miners had arrived from the Black Horse Gulch that morning, and were spending their money at Joe Biggs’ tavern. This would never do, and so he sent one of his friends — over there, on the quiet, to tell them how much better his liquors were, and that he bad a band of strolling players who would afford them more fun than could be bought im m city in the world. ; ut while his messenger was gone, another one from Joe : managed to get into the hash-room, where our friends riding the grub at a 2:40 gait, and there offered them five dollars a day and keeping if they would only go over and entertain his flush miners, who were jast souring ton want of amusement, and dizzy with gold dust. ; This offer Chips was about to accept, when his ] and manager got wind of it, and after kicking the messen+ ger out of doors, offered them all they could eat and drink and take up by collections, if they would remain ‘they were, and do the square thing. ec This settled it, especially with Chin Chin, who by this time was feeling much better; and so they settled down te see what the day would bring forth, while the anxious landlord devoted his talents to getting the flush miners te come over and patronize his bar. ‘ In this he was successful, ‘after much labor; and as they had a large number of friends, as all flush people have, | e bar-room was packed full of folks, and things soon Sie ae, ee ie <a One of those miners was a character which interest . Chips and Spades very much, as, in fact, he did everyb ody, and even Chin Chin began to ers his greatness at laa: and to envy him. ; - His companions called him ‘ Loug Lige ” for long, bi t ** Liige” for short, but he was much oftener called “short * than “long.” a He was known far and wide as the « bose liar,” “th Great Western Stretcher;’” “‘The Champion Yarn Sling- _ er,” and various other names, although his best friends an those intimately associated with him in the excrcise of their friendliness called him “‘ Long Lige, the Liar.” = But to those best acquainted =e him, he would never aa eee ‘es y
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ne ee ee > a. a) admnt that he ever indulged in anything but pure metal of truth, and if he was cornered he would be sure to work himself out if you only gave him time enough. Of course his companions who had been with him so long had lost the zest of their interest in his yarns, and knowing this, he wisely turned his attention to such strangers as he met about the taverns. Chips listened to several of his yarns,,and concluded that he was entitled to his name. ** Why, he even beats you, pard,” said he, addressing Chin Chin, who had also been listening, and yet without wholly comprehending the yarn he was telling. ‘Beatie me? Allie yite. He heap big, so be,” replied Chin, who regarded the assertion as relating to Lige’s phy- sical ability to “‘beat” him. ‘* He can tell a bigger lie nor you can, Chin.” ** Allie same. He heap big; makie plenty lie likie Glorge Loshington. Me lille cuss, tellie lille white lie makie tee hee, no makie cry, so be.” **Oh, yours are only little goodie good white lies that harm nobody, hey?” asked Chips, laughingly. se So be.”” ** By gosher mighty, Chips, dat am a great man,” said Spades, referxing to Lige, who had impressed him wonder- _ tally. ** Oh, yes, great man,” said Chips. “ Greater Glorge Loshington,” put in Chin Chin. Just then Lige walked towards them, followed by about | Chin Chin in Omaha.”] - E “Boss,” 'T Er EF: Boys of New York. > tae aon Pas Address a dozen of his admirers. He discovered Chin Chin and his lost pigtail, or at least the little knob of it that was not lost, and he at once became greatly interested in him. «Wal, now, I'll be everlastingly hornswaggled, if tha~ ere arn’t the comicalist sight I’ve seen yet,” said he, takin: the nubbin between his thumb and finger, and laughin; loudly as he held it up. ‘‘ Where in thunder’s yer pigtail, Johnny?” ** Alle glone uple spoutee, so be,” and some of the com- pany who knew the particulars, told him how he happened to lose it. “* Wal, that ar’s quar. But it arn’t nowhar so quar’s what I seen up in the Salt Lake valley onct. That beat all,” said he, pounding his huge fist down upon the bar so heavily that it made everything jingle that happened to be on it. ‘ Let’s licker’n I'll tell yer all bout it,” he add- ed. “Good! *Rah for Long Lige!” said a big, lazy loafer, who had been following him around like a hungry fly, for what he could suck out of him, and always ready to appland whatever he said. Several others who were just like him joined in the cheer, and'then called for their poison. [The continuation of these Adventures will be found in ‘*Wide Awake Library,” No. 186, entitled “Chips and - All the 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. : _ FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, (BOX 2730.] Hi “es Me Si eo
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——— se ~ we ae el ee ft oe ae ee as > Peter Pad 604 Around the WorHj; or, Fighting to Win...... Harrigan & Hart 505 Out With the gig or, Two Years Among icebergs..........By a Herald Reporter 506 Captain fom Drak Drake; or, The Young Privateers By H. C, Emmet 601 Fred Ford; or, Life at Boarding- School. Wes se By Captain Will Dayton 508 Billy eenee, the Boy With the Big Mouth— comic...... seveseeeesesby Commodore Ah-Look 509 Bow and Arrow Jack, the Indian Nemesis... By Kit Clyde 519 Arctic Phil, the Bear-Slayer of the Northern BOOB. 2. crecccovvcennncsse By Alex. Armstrong $11 Fred Baxter, the Wild Horse Tamer.......... By J. Travers 512 The Brookfield Bank Robbers.... By D. W. Stevens 613 The Border Bandits........By James D, Montague 614 The Young Sharpshoeters of the Rebellion... By Col. Ralph Fenton 515 Fighting Joe; or, The Game Man of the Plains 603 Tommy Bounce, Jr., in tS araeibisegn tap es y By Kit Clyde 616 Invincible BiH.......... By Alexander Armstrong 517 Skeleton Guich; or, Captain Texas and His Band of Vultures.. soscecsecee BY J. R, Scott 618 The Irish Claude Duval: asa ‘Privateer. vas Bau Bel By Corporal Morgan Rattler 619 The Wolverine; or, The Count’s Serwiansg Ja By a Parisian Detective 620 Ben Bolt; or, the Young Blacksmith.......... By James D, Montague 521 From Drammer Boy to General..........--.++ Richard R. Montgomery y 622 Bob Coins or, What Was He Bern For— «ssss2e. By Peter Pad 823 Northwoods Tom, ‘the ‘Athlete Hunter. By Kit Clyde 624 Only a Cabin- Boy; or, Saved by Grit... ..-... By Harry Rockwood 525 Astray in Africa .By Walter Fenton 526 r Ted. — 3y Alexander Armstrong 527 nec ed By Commodore Ah-Look ‘oy Be! y Black Mask; or, The Vow ef SiJence...... By W. Hanshew 529 Son’-west Fred.. wodecteesesby Kit Clyde 530 Bob Rollick, the Yankee Notion yg gl e sequel to ‘* Bob Rollick; or, What. 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Scott 582 Huron Harry: “or, ‘The Haunted Skiff.......... By James D. Montague 583 Doomed; or, The Secret Iseanie of Boston.. By James D. Montague 584 The Maniac Rider; or, The et of Hawkes- WOOd Grange... ....-seeree By Horace Appleton 585 The Gipsies’ Den.......-..--.-eeeees By Kit Clyde 686 Matt Merry; or, The Life oO: the School. .... By Captain Will Dayten 687 The Phantom Avenger; or, Dick Darling in.. Monrtana,.... ....++- “By Alexander Armstrong 588 Hugo, the Texan; or, The Demons of the Alamo By J. R. Scott 689 Lost on the Desert; or, the Guide’s Treachery By James D. Montague 590 The Avengers’ League............- By ““Noname” 691 The “Sea Wave's’ Last Cruise; or, ae Pi- PRIOR RWB S60 so snceacccend sacs eutsm By Kit agg 692 Cromwell’s Boy Spy or, The Roundheads and the Cavaliers.......+....+++ By Horace Appleton 698 The Pirate Hermit; or, ‘The Waifs Le; By Alesenee Asmatrong 694 Dick the Shadow; or, The ae Trails of the Backweod.... ........-++s++- vy J.R. Scott 595 ee the Redskins; or, Beaver Bupa Last Trail... os cedyrscceecss cscs ‘By James D. Montague 596 ara black Domino; or, The Jailer of the Tow- Laas Wis pabinen BidwabWohen damaee oe By Kit Clyde 597 Frank Reade and His Steam Team.By ** Noname” 598 “god and Chipper; or, sewn Thick and anes: 0baneeee tose eaee Commodore Ah-Looy 599 Dead Wan 8 Pond; or, rie’ lack Demon of the Sierras By Horace Appleton 690 ‘The Tiger of the ‘Seas; ‘or, Forced to be a Pirate Bv Alexander Armstrong 601 Harry O’Malley, the baecaid ios Invincible. . Sergeant O'Donnell 60. Arkansaw Bill, the Indian Spy evesse By J. R. Sco’ 663 The King of the Deep......+---+++++s By Kit Clyde 604 Little Death Shot; or,The Gola-hunter’s Ghost By James D. Montague 605 The Magic Mirror.........+-.+-+« By Don Jenardo 606 Old Rube, the Ranger..... Sones dcesis By J. R. Scott 607 Frank Reade and His Steam Tally-Ho......... By “Noname” 608 Ont. with Barnum...By Lieutenant E. H. 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720 Kidnapped; or, Forced om & — o” War.. . y J. G. Bradley 721 Jack 0’ the Plains; or, The Headless Mazeppa By Paul Braddon 722 The Prigseners of the Castle; or, A Blow for Freedom.....- eosweséven ce by Jas. D. Montague 723 Mnidoon, the Spori—comic........By Tom Teaser , 724A Newsboy’s Trip Around a World,. rm y H. K. Shackleford . 4 In Dixie; or, A War correspondeni 's Thrilling Adventures... -<.++« Col. Ralph Fenton 97.6 The Skeleton Sentinel.. eut, E. H. Kellogg 727 oom rear coer A shade By Tom Teaser 728 Tue Valleydale Social Club; or Ruined by Wine By 4. K. Shackleford : 729 3 er Yow; or, His Last Shot for Bey 1 - WORBORNCE. 500.00 cee ceccescvccecess By Kit Clyde ‘ 730 Keeping her a ‘Word; or, “ Lucky’? Landy’s PIUCK...-+ 000-000 By Jas. D, Montague 731 Yo tain ‘Privateer Tom,” etc., etc. Tom Drake; or. Bound to bea Cap y the Author o 783 The E Exiled Prin Alaska.. -By y 734 Pilot Boat No.7 and icaaowinen Boy r, captain - ie hy By Kit ‘ 735 In the Wiid beast er, - The Plains With ....By Robert Maynard Tr, ht § America By H. d 786 A Sailor Boy’s Ki ; In the South Sea oni =, Shackleford 737 The Forest Mystery.......... By Jas. D. Montague 738 Beaver te agg or, Three Voyagers im the Yellow- --By Kit Clyde 7309 A Wait from’ the "Sea; ‘or, Fiung ‘from the Foam fr By pee P. Murray 740 The Book Agent’s Luck—comic.. ...By “Ed %41 Dandy Rock, the Man from TEXAS. /J.5c00.0000 By D, W. Stevens 742 Near the Galiows; or, A Young Man’s Peril By R. T. Emmet \ 943 Dick Daunt the Diver; or, Down Among the , Sponge-Outters. .............. «By J. G. Bradley £ 744 Across the Continent on Wings; or, Frank Reade, Jr.'s Greatest Flight.....-By “Noname” 745 ar - oy sweats Sea; or, Adventures Un- Weebeteesacesee By Jas. D. Montague 146 me Shorty Kids: or, Thiree Chips of Three Old Blocks—comic. phy .By Peter Pad 747 Dick Walton among the ea aidvase bails. By W. 1. James, Jr, 748 The Six Swerdsmen; or, The Boy Cavalier. . Richard R. Montgomery 749 The Mutineers; or, Dick bea» in the South ..By W. 1 gomen Jr. ea ee ween ins; er, The Cavaliers of Mys- «reeeesesss+--0¥ Richard R, Montgomery 75 The Fignting 752 Five ; or, A Cheap Revenge..........-- y B St. John 753 Mike se nl or, Trave' for 104 Old Grudge, Soe! the Gastlo on tte Lake. . Bt eee by 755 Young Sam Patch, the Champion Boy Jumper = ii. K. Shackleford 756 Little Jack and His Twenty poy) Firemen... by Robert Lennox 157 Dick Spray; or, A Stowaway’s ben br? to China.. 158. Barnum’s . Hunters; Pe 5 dG. anaes un! *, or, DP ni- mals for the Grea’ won arth wee Mes Sebard ontgomery 759 The Seven Masks; or, Quaker City y Percy B, i Jom ‘ LEE eS bees Se Stevens 763 His Firat jor A Country Boy's Life in 7 304 The Osar's Boy i costes he . keford 's tor, Young Amer- ica in Russia .. can an «-.-by C. Little ‘165 and Trailers. . by *Noname ”’ ies Gu le Queen ero or. G. Bradley Tick Tack, essenger ¥; or, Sharp Work fora Million...... ....by Lennox 968 Sam Spry, the New York mmamer; or, Busi- ness Before Pleasure..............- by Peter Pad 769 A Lost Boy; or Homely Jack’s Luck.......... by R. T. Emmet A Week Above the ; or, Cast Adrift in Des eae Vane Ca ae es oie ees ‘onng Moonlighter; or, An American Boy in Ireland... vs. T. 773 Dasnii al, tno Eaiges of the Knife; or, The Monise F N abepele las dedose ul Braddon 774 Little the Pilot; “or, The Perils of the MINUET on usb Dives dandascasesse ..by C, Little d ‘715 The Irish Boy Monte Cristo baripeneanurnoad, date : by Corp, Morgan Rattler 776 A Cruise Among Pirates; or, The Blue-beards 718 The Two Runaways; or, "iiaithips of 8 no re soc ecerseevsssceses bY Hal Standish Way Against OG44. 8s. cby Robert Robert Lennox BO. Box 2730, f aah oT a ee, 4 s LATEST ISSUES OF THE 5 CENT WIDE AWAKE | 780 Lucky Lal, the Seamets or, Ladder of Fame.. 181 Lost in the Land of Snow; or, Boys in the Arctic «by R. ‘f, Emmet 782 Coal Mine Kit........2...0.6 by ‘Perey B. St. John 783 The Band of 12; or, The Knights of the Trail.. by Paul Braddon 784 Muldoon the-Fireman—comic - by Tom Teaser 785 Diving for Gold.,............. ..by Kit Clyde 7386 The 12 Owls; or, The Seeret Band of Chicago by Paul Braddon 787 The Five King; or, The Yankee = Pa rorer cuimbing “— y C. Little ° ‘impican by R. T. Emmet 788 The Boy Bank Messenger; or, Brave Bob Brad- shaw’s Secret Foe...........0eee00es by C. Little Dutton Made His .by H. K. Shackleford mpese sles by Kit Clyde , Frank Reade, Jr., in stralia ..by *Noname ” 792 satan; or, The sarees of Ten Years......... by Howard De Vere 793 Those Quiet Twins—comic.......... by Peter Pad 794 The Ozar’s Messenger; or, The Bape | of Moscow .... by R. T. Emmet 795 A Soldier at 16; or, Fighting for the Union . By ©. Little 196 Teddy of the Toll Gate; oe vs Man With the Green Shades.. orp. beng we be n Rattler 197 a Ro ce Boys; or ‘ie in a Yank Wdeewvecevevccsoveees Perey B. St J Jobn 798 The Mead ng Snow Twailers; or, Big Track, the Giant Moose Hunter...... oe . BY Paul Braddon 799 Denny the er A Story ef Circus Life in Ireland.............By Corporal Morgan Rattler 800 On the Rall; or, Perils in the Life cf a Young Enginee By Albert J. Booth 801 3,000 Miles ae Bicycle; or, A Race Across the *Continen: esqe A C, Little 802 Fearless Pui; or, The ‘Hero of ‘Rugged iy Paul Braddon 803 The Shortys’ Christmas Rackets—comic... By Peter Pad $04 Claim 4; or, The Hunchback of Placer: be - Noname” .-By H. K. Shackleford 789 His Last Cent; or, Hi Fortune......-..++. By N.S. Wood (The Young ‘American Actor), 807 Brian the Bear; or, The Pranks of a Wild Irish = ee ee See By Corporal Morgan Rattler 803 sig Haunied Bell Tower; 01, Smart a Mys- bd ov Uaevoeveveeevyun see B,. St. John 809 Two. Years on an Isiand of i ‘By * bert J. Booth 810 A Bootblack’s Luc! By ©. Little 811 Around the World ina Balloon; or, ae of Miles Through the Air........ y R. T. Emmet $12 The Far Hunters of Winnipeg. “By Paul Braddon $13 Six Weeks Under Ground........... By Kit Clyde 814 The President’s Buy; or, The Hero of the White HOOSG. sic s- csedevecide tueow by H. K. Shackleford 815 The Bleciric Horse; or, Frank Reade, Jr., and His Father in Search 'of the Lost Treasure of the Peruvians.. -by “ Noname” 816 Lion Luke, the Boy “Animal “Tamer. .........06 by Percy B. St. John '817 Carillo, the Corsair; or, The Mysterious Mon- arch of the Mediterranean Sehaws by J. G. Bradley 818 Fearless Phil’s Ohase...... -by Paul Braddon 819 The Ghost of the School-House... «.by C. Little $20 a Be soem Avenger; or, The Knigit ‘of the Silk Nis oles dese e'y Sons sGvees squsieis by “‘ Nename” $21 up. oma Down; or, “The Lite of: ma Elevator Boy by Percy B. St. John $22 Dick ee Middy; or, A Boy's Life fo : Man-o’- J. G. Bradley 828 Footigit Fred the Boy ‘Actor; or, Bound to be . .by N. S. Wood 824 A oling Stone; ‘or, “Jack ‘Ready’s Life of Fan «-eseen. DY Peter Pad 825 rhe Se Beeret of the Tattooed Map. -by R. T. Emmet $26 Custer’s Little Dead Shot; or, The ‘boy Scout: of the Little Big Horn............ by** Noname ” 827 A Queer Race. The Story ofa Strange People by William Westall 828 Kit Carson’s Boy Trap -by Paul Braddon = Sli Ben, the Boys oy ‘or the Revolution. . es’ Luck; or, The Irish Boy Miner... by Corp. Morgan Rattler 831 The ee Fish; or, Little Dick the Ping eRe R. T, Emmet 882 Ben the aon or, ‘seroma! in the Mon- tezuma SWAMP... .....--+0++eesereees by C. Little 833. The Mantoden's Cave; or, Two Wide Awake Boys in the Far West..... -by Percy B. St. John 834 The Boy Stage Driver; or, The Hero of Rocky eavecee.cseeeeD¥ Paul Bracdon 835 — Newsboy. Up; or, A New York Boy in by N.S. Wood ‘(The Young Americar “Actor 836 Alone in the Wild West.......... by R. T. Emmet ‘837 The Secrét of the Sealed Gold Mines.by** Noname * 838 Little Blondin, the Tight-Repe Walker..by C. Little 839 —— New York to San Francisco in a Catama- ain dlintiietnhutycigea vase oets by John’Sherman 840 A wou Jay Gould: or, A ut Amorg the Money Kings.............. H. K. Shackleford S41 —- an panes Boy; or, colng Fag B the orld.... a es T. Emmet 842 Jack Ready. 3 Schoo! Scrapes—co' ic.by Peter Pad 843 The Ice-Boat Boys; or, Cruising on Frozen Waters in the Northwest..........by O. Little PG Tee ge LIBRARY. 844 Little Blind Joe; or, The Sharks of New York. hy N.S. W Wood (tne Young American Actor) 845 Young Ironclad, the Boy Gunner. by John Sherman 846 The Boy Gold Hunters; or, ces. New York in Californias J..2. 55.0. eens sas by. R. T. Emmet 847 The Shortys in the Wild West—comic.by Peter Pad 848 Billy the Seaweed A Story of peiderss island eid NOW: Work... ccescas ésceescene y OC. Little 849 Frank Reade, Jr.’s Chase Through the auade: By *“Noname” 850 A arin Boy; or, —— Mystery = an Iron Chest. <.....0.2 seveveweeweeBy R, T. Emmet 851 My Friend Smith.: «by. Talbot Baines Reed 852 The Boy Crusoes; or, The Young Castaways of the Pacific.......... be George Rathborne 853 Jerry the Tumbler; or, Wonder of the Rin; .by Corporal Mi organ 854 son the B Bound Boy; or, Through 100 ae: of by 855 Frank Reade, Jr., aud His Electric’ Team. ree “Noname” 856 The Shortys’\Christmas Snaps—comic. . by Peter Pad 857 Two eS cr. Afloat in New York. y N. S, Wood (The Young ‘American A nm Actor) 858 i a Phil in Disguise; or, The Tiger’s Last pe tedadenaen < .by Paul Braddon 859 A Southern Boy in’ New York; ¢ or, Bound to Make His Money.......... H. K. Shackleford 860 Steamboat Billy; or, The Sinus Room Secret.. 861 The Boy Lion Tamers; or, Adventures in Africa 862 Out With Kit Carson. A Story of the Early Days Of Kansas. ....seeesesssees by R, T. Emmet 863 The Boy Samson; or, Taking Care of re 864 The Boy a New York; or, A —_ for Five MUMONS....0.40.00c:ccec00e. sei by Percy B. St. John 865 Smart & Go. the Boy Peddlers comic adaceee’ 866 A Chicago Boy; or, Up From the Lowest. . By John Sberman $67 ye Old Boy; or, Maloney After a MIG. . 066 c0sse ses ebscee ine Tom Teaser 1 868 The Boy Telegraph Operator; or. ine Mystery of a Midnight Message....by Col. Ralph Fenton 869 Dick Boldhero; or, The pre Adventures of a Young Yankee Sailor.......Written by Himself 870 Garry = Greenhorn; or, From Stowaway to Sena ++.+...by Corporal Morgan 871 From vprrant | Boy to try dis or, be i to be AE The TOP...sscsccecccesecscses R, T. Emmet 872 Bob Allen’s Ranch; or; A Cattle ing 8 oe es 873 Behind the Scenes; or, Out with s New’ York Peter Combination—comic:.........05- by 874 A Boy Among the. White Caps; re A Victim Of the Lash.......-.seceeeseees Paul Braddon $75 General Washington's Boy: or, Tie You Soldier in the Revolution.....by —= 76 Pawnee Bill and the Oklahoma Boomers. . by Geo. 877 Frank Reade, Jr.’s.Search for a Sunken Ship; or, Working forthe Coe cc ae ““Noname ® 878 Young Ca: n Tom Dri¥ke; or, In Search of irate’s Home... .. by the Author of * Captain Tem Drake, 3 etc. 879 A Bad Boy’s Note Book—comic ........ py * Ea” 880 The fr ee King, or, From Brake- man ENG... cos ee ae Col. Peveagy ong vo —comic 882 Lost on the ‘Atlantic wisnareeee 883. Monitor Matt; or, The Giant of the Waves. “Ai — Story of the Great Rebellion...by Ralph Morton 884 The Boy omer or, The a of Two” PLUCKY BOYS. . 2.20 ores ceees eho C. Little $86. His Own Boss; or, ‘The Boy ; Captain of Cat-' head Lake.i.... 2. deen es rey B. St, Jobp 886 as the Flood; or, The Plucky Ba of olnstown Boys bedeetta dae by R. 887 Muldoon the solid ienecocmia: .by som Teaser 888 The Boy Star; or, From.the Footlighis to For- TONE. . odiscsees es aeveeseeeee Dy N.S. Wood 989 The Young Commander; or, A mn ork Boy in the Southern War..... .....by Ralph Morton 800.Twe in a. Box; or, The: oad Bhort Of it—comic.. asssencessbecsesesbDy Tom Tease® 891 ~ Soldier's ‘Sen; or, The Secret of the House of Eight Pines. a Story: of New York.. a by 392 Satin Sam the Young Western ne by Paul Braddon 893. The Fanny Four--0omic....+...ss0.+- Paa 894 The White Queen of the peer dye 2s AO s06 The D Boys eden ce Seating aren Ans rgb in; or, | p of fue iia 896 The Bi Boy Meaee ‘of the “Galley; ‘or, The ofthe Treasure Ship. by Percy 807 A Bad Egg; or, Hard to Ortck 0 wr 898 Two Years With a Pirate; or, The Prantom Ship of the Gold Coast..........by J. G. Bradley 899 Muldoon’s Boardin House-comic. Tom Teaser 900 The Boy Diamo King; Monte Christo of New ork. 901 Ikey; or, He Never Got Left-comic. 902 The Armorer’s Son; or, The Mystery Tower of Londor.........- 903 a iressese) 9 Co cece vecnesssseeseneeneeaseb¥ TOM TOOS0r, The above books are for sale by all Newsdealers, or will be sent to your address, postage free, on receipt of the pries. 5 cents per copy. psi FRANK TOUSEY; Publisher: , id 34 and 36 NORTH MOORE ST., NEW YORE.