Five Cent Wide Awake Library (vol. 2) (1895 08 30)
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Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., as Second Class Matter. AT FRANK TOUSEY, Pustisner, 34 & 36 NortH Moors St., N. Y, PRICE No. 1233. {coMPLETE } New York, August 30, 1895, IssugD WEEKLY. 5 CENTS. Vol. II. Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1895. by FRANK TOUSEY, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D O. JACK _HARKAWAY TRAPPED. yy . SS S : = = = : ‘ \ : N \\ ‘ Ys Six men pointed their weapons at him. To their intense horror, the friends recognized the torm and features of Jack Harkaway. He was the man bound on the hurdle. 7
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED. The Subscription Price of the Five Cent WIDE AWAKE LIBRARY by the year is $2.50: $1.25 per six months, post-paid. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Box 27. JACK HARKAWAY RAPPED. CHAPTER L HOW JACK GUT ON. Harxkaway quitted bis companiors to go in search of the brigand chief. He mounted his horse, and went slowly along the road leading to Vesuvius. The voleano had for some time past beer throwing up ashes and jets of fire. An eruption was expected, The day was fine avd clear, as only a Neo- politan sky can be. Jack had no very decided plan of action. He did not wan: to attack the brigands if he saw them. His hope was that either he or his friends would find out their haunts, and be able to cap- ture them with an overwhelming force of sol- He had been riding for a couple of miles or More without seeing any one but a few peas- antry. Ths tich vines, weighed down with their ruby fruit, were to be seen clinging to treeand hedgerow. He turned out of the high road to admire the scenery, and went across the country. The huge mountain served as a guide. It stood out graniily against the blue sky, and seemed to beckon him on to his pee ation with invisible arma, Suddenly a cheery voice exclaimed: “ Good morning, sir; or, as they say here, *buon giorno, signor.’ * “ Ah, my prince of tailors and king of big- amists!” replied Jack, who was in an exul- tant temper, ‘* you have come in time to be of service to me.” “If Mr. Harkaway requires the services of a miserable Bigamini. he can command them, for miserable though I am, I do esteem it an honor to do ) anything for a gentleman and a countryman. Pit you. know this neighborhood?” asked “ Indifferently well, sir.” “T have heard that brigands have been seen about here.” “‘Pve seen them, sir,” answered Bigamini, wee voice to a mysterious whisper. “ ou “Yes; within the hour.” “ Where were they?” “‘ Hiding among the vines on the Portici road, and if you take my tip, sir, you'll turn buck for to-day.” The cunning spy knew very well that Jack R tnes to do anything of the sort. Danger had a me of bptignzas= for him. Tee - o \ « Low He had come out to find the brigands and he was not going to prove himself a coward at the first alarm and return. In his belt were pistols, in his holster pis- tels, and he carried a clanking sword, as well as a rifle slung over his shoulder. What had he to fear? **No, my little friend,” he said. not go back; that is not my form.” ** Well, sir, if anything should happen you'll admit stterwards that I warned you. ** Certainly.” ‘«J’'m sorry I can’t come with you, sir,” con- tinued Bigamini. “Why now” The little man hesitated. ** You'll laugh at me, Mr. Harkaway, and I can’t bear being chaffed by the likes of you.” “Am I very different. from anybody else?’ inquired Jack, with a smile. “« Yes, sir; you are a ’ero,” “A what?” ** A regular ’ero. I’m only a poor tailor, and I can work at my trade and make good money anywhere, but the brigands have given me a turn, and I shall have to go elsewhere.” ‘“*How do you know that they were brig- ands?” asked Jack. “T’ve been copped by them, and I couldn’t mistake them.” ** How were they dressed?” « Like laborers, sir. They’ve got some game on, sir,” answered Bigamini. dy Well, good-bye, my little man. If you won't come with me, I don’t want to drag you into any danger,” said Jack. “Pil come as far as the stream with you, sir.” “« What stream?” «In the valley there is a stream, and I had some «iffidulty in finding the ford.” ** The ford?” “* Yes, sir. where it is.” “Thank you, sir. Jack. “T will It may be of use to you toknow Trot along,” repiied Bigamini started off, and Jack followed him Over the uneven ground, little dreaming that in his path lay the greatest danger of his life. In the course of bulf an hour Jack and Biga- mini came to the banks of the stream. The depth might have been three feet, but as there had not been much rain lately the current was not over and above strong. “Go across there, sir,” said Bigamini. ‘All right; thank you once more,” “Good-bye, sir—I’m off. We may be shot] it. at any moment,” Jack's ye curled with scorn, PS Bees <— Os | where Bigamini had concealed himself. + haa started oft, running as hard as he could Bat he had not gone far before he sank down behind some vines and lay hid. Jack was riding a metilesome charger. : Being a good ‘horseman, he always liked to be well mounted. He was very particular about his ca‘tle. ** Soho, there!” he exclaimed; ‘* gently, lad. In you go.” The noble animal arched his neck proudly and plungedi nto the boiling, seething stream. AS Searcely had he gone valf way across when he uttered a snort. He stumbled, Drawing up one leg, caught it on something. It looked like a large rat-trap, the sort of thing we call a gia. Plunging on, the horse put his other leg in a similar contrivance, Then his hind leg caught a third. The atream seemed to be full of these traps. Jack, if he bad seen some ill-looking ruffians among the bushes on the other side, would have known who put them there, : t A Ashe plunged about, Jack went over his ead, He fell against a rock that protruded above the water. His forehead was badly cut. i He was unable to help himself, and was borne along by the current, Infallibly he would have teen drowned had not assistance been at hand. But what sort of assistance? A shrill whistle sounded from the quarter Jack saw that he had The little spy got up. CT Om. «I did that well,” he muttered, ‘It wazn’t a bad dodge to set rat-traps in the stream. y They'll take him easy now.” Half a dozen men made their appearance, They ran along the bank. Ps Half of them dashed into the —. Jack, half stunned, and nearly rowned, was dragged to shore. A man with one arm was in command of this party. , = “Ts he dead?” he’ asked. ‘*No, signor,” replied one of tbe men; ‘* only — a little hurt.” «Tear down a hurdle from thas fence and © place him on it.” om The brigands who, by Barboni’s orders, bad ‘ been lying in wait for him, lost no time in obeying the lieutenant’s orders. A hurdle was torn down and Jack cast upon — His arms and legs were fastened to the Lars — by ropes. a ‘3 . a = = - a ee * be
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HAREAWAY TRAPPED. show my devotion of Harkaway,” replied the little cox- swain. “We all love him,” said Harvey, into whose eye stole another tear as he thought of the probable fate of his friend. “We do,” replied the others in chorus. “And he deserves it,” said Mole, “for if ever there was a good-hearted friend in this world—though a Bittle wayward at times—a little wayward ’—— “Don’t qualify your praise,’”’ said Harvey. “I must say it, Harvey, for I have had trials in the = through that boy ; but this I will aver and main- , that a better fellow than Harkaway never breathed.” agreed on that point,” said Carden ; “and ww we'll and show him what we can do for him. # you'll all be ready in a couple of hours, I'll go and ee after the camp furniture, stores, etc.” No one had any better suggestion to make, and Car- $n at once set about his project. Tm avery short time he had fat was required, and about an Srriage conveyed the friends towards the Castle In- They crossed the Volturno as usual, and selecting a #@yvorable spot, pitched their tent and made themselves as comfortable as they could ander the circumstances. ] The carriage returned to Naples, being taken back in the terryboat over the river. Hilda was very much grieved at this fresh campaign; but she knew it was Harvey's duty to go, and she was too good and noble a wife to offer any remonstrance in such a case. Mr. Mole carried his cask with him, and declared, as wsual, that it only contained fresh water. If this was true, and there was a spring in the neigh- borhood, his continually putting his lips to the cask seemed rather superfluous. The night was passed in that delightful climate with- out any inconvenience, sentries being posted every four hours to guard against a surprise. Scarcely had day broken when the little coxswain, who was on gu gave the alarm. “ Brigands in front!" he cried. ecrar GAA Coaten shoals fttie tr the Beckgrdand on en a e the groun gen them th party of s dozen brigands, ey saw a yofta gan with Barboni at their head. Ta their midst they carried something which the friends could not distinctly make out. “Shall I fire?” asked the little coxswain, eager! Y. h' “We are armed with breech-loaders,” replied Carden. *I can fire ten shots a minute.” “ Chance it, if you like,” said Harvey. “Call Mole up.” Harvey looked around for Mr. Mole, who had retreat- ed into the tent again at the sight of the Cy gers yoy “Never mind Mole,” said » Olt in @reases the odds to four to one. isn’t much. ng everything | our before sunset a/ the soldiers, I shall place him in front, so that the re- | sult of an attack will be his death.’’ “Monster !’’ ‘ “ As you please,” said Barboni, shrugging his shoul- ers. * Hs have the ingenuity of your master,” replied arden. “ Who is that? I own no master.” * Satan.” Barboni laughed demoniacally. “ Laugh away,” said Carden, “ your time will come, depend upon that.” “You talk like achild, Signor Carden,” answered the brigand. “Time will show.” “Tam content to wait, more especially as I have the best of the situation. ‘take my adviee and go home; you see you can do nothing.” Carden was silent. Barboni spoke only too truly. “ Gentlemen, I have the honor to wish yous very good-day,” continued Barboni. * We shall meet again.” “Very possibly.” “ and when we do”—— ‘ “ Keep your threats for those whom they may fright- en; as forme, I laugh them to scorn,” interrupted Barboni. He gave his peculiar whistle, which {sounded shrill and clear on the sharp morning air. Slowly the men began to retreat. They walked backwards, always holding up Hark- away to cover them. Gnashing his teeth with rage, Carden was obliged to let them go. In a few minutes they had vanished as mysteriously as they had come, and were lost to sight behind some ks. The little coxswain was about to make a dash. Carden pulled him back. “Steady, young one,” he said, “it’s no use tolay down your now.” “ But they’re walking off with Jack.” “Can't be helped.” “ Blow those brigands! Are they always to have the best of us?’’ said Walter, in a tone of vexation. “I hope not.” “ One thing is jolly,’ said Harvey. “What is that?” “ Jack's alive, and they don’t mean to kill him just et.” a “ We are completely licked at present,” said Card “and there is ping xt owning it when one is.” “If we shouldn't have risked Jack’s I'd have had a cut at them, if I'd died for it,” said Walter. “So would we all. But besensible, little man,” an- swered Carden. “So Iam.” “ Well, what could we have done? What can we do now? The fact is, we must get if we can’t ransom Jack.” At this juncture Mr. Mole from the tent. He had satisfied himself that there was no further danger, and he kept his courage up while Barboni was talking by atedly sipping at his cask, “ What's this?”’ he said. “ I’ve been fast asleep. eee tee gone tt thee fellows walk over us?” | Why thedeuce didn’tyou call meif there was any- said the little coxswain, impatiently. “Not much,” replied Harvey. ready,” said Carden. ‘There was a pause, only broken by the clicking of the lecks of bos gt ea be entirely occu- held in their midst. cy 1’ would be given, a his arm, e Carden to give the word, and it was well he did. cried Mr, Mole. At his signal the bri; collected in the rear a, “ What would you haye done?” asked Walter, smil- Aheir leader, ani raised up @ hurdle on which was ; ing. bs bound the body of a man. “Made a charge. Oh, you don’t know me! Td have Six men Jointed their weapons at him, had Jack away from them by hook or by crook.’ To their intense borror, the friends recognized the | ‘ Would you?’ said Walter. , form and foasures of Jack Harkaway. “ Certainly ! For goodness sake, don’t let me over- He was the man bound on the hurdle, sleep myseli another time,” answered Mr. Mole. His arms were stretch t directions, and! He preteuded to be in a state of great excitement for his legs parted in the form of a some time, but no one took any further notice of him. “ Fire, gentlemen, if you said Barboni; “but| In am hour's time the friends struck their tent, and you kill your friend.” each carrying something, returned sadly to Naples. A sardonic grin ang nig his countenance. Barboni the brigand had triumphed once more. Carden, Harvey and the little their] Their only consolation was that they knew Jack's arms. k fate, and that it ® ie te ae - aoe They shrank back aghast. “ While there is life there is ho A faint voice came from the form bound on the} But hope was nearly extinguished by despair and hurdle. annoyance. “Vire! fire! Kill that fiend and let me take my Ss “Gentlemen,” continued ‘Barboni, “you are _al- CHAPTER III. yeady covered by six rifles, and an equal number A BLACK GHOST. threaten your friend.” . I fell, I should gain after all it tT ca a ar r “So, you see, if sh 3 for The speaker was Monday. ; s od ey would share my fate, and} Hilda had been much concerned about the capture there would not the of a chance for Mr. | of Jack and Emily by Barboni. Sates bear itradic- one gt a an tin whi Sines = = The was too self-evident to con! of the nemen which they were tion. Bat she Sates that something might be done by and died a on en’s lips, | Monday's tance. oy age eper thelr » | Hai , Carden, and che little coxswain, with Mr. “Iam very , Harkaway, old man,” said Car- Mole haa returned defeated. Me 3 at “ “Let us say nothing to anybody, Monday,” said future,” Hilds. “My ides is this. You shal: go to Castel Infer. always sad yiay the part of black snoet:" : us a i am tuncetoned bo 00 ori Batt flesh and blood, mum.” the rifles of the | didn’t strike a blow for ‘Auld thing going on? You know I am always reedy.’ Harvey told him what had occurred. “You don’t mean tosay that poor Harkaway was More to you?” said Mole. “Yes.” oe benny es @ man of courage, you r “And youdid nothin Carden, you call vouventt “How could we do so?” asked “What a curious thing it is that you boys use unless ee aman to guide you,” “It's no use ing.’ “Yes, it is. Biron me, but—there! hang it all! I can’t control myself. You are a pack of cowards | back to Naples, and see | itself. “Yes, yes; I want you to pretend to be a black ghost, and dress in your wild manner.”’ « Just as I was in Limbi?” “ Exactly,” “Oh, that easily done, mum,” said Monday. “You will frighten the ignorant creatures who serve the cause of Barboni, and you will be very likely to bring back important information.” “P’r’aps lose um head, mum,” said Monday. “Even if you do, it is your duty todo what you cea for your master,” replied Hilda. “Um lay down tem, twenty, thirty lives, if um hed} um, for Mast’ Jack,”’ said Monday. “Very well,” replied Hilda, ‘‘Say nothing to amye one, not even to your wife, and start to Castle Iw ferno.” “Yes, mum.” “Remember you're a ghost, and see if you cannet communicate in some way with Harkaway and Emily.” *“*Um bound to do it,” said Monday, confidently. The faithful fellow had been talking to Hilda for some time, and declared that he was willing to die for his master, if necessary. The result of this conversation was tm. Monday should try and discover where Jack was. He readily undertook the task. Waiting until night came, he left a letter on the table ot the pantry to inform his wife that he should be away for afew days on business. Then he left for Naples and walked towards Caste Inferno, which he thought was the most likely spot for the brigands to be located. Hehad heard the arguments of the young gentle men, and believed, with Carden, that if Villanova was not Barboni, he at least was mixed up with him. pe as a@ magnificent night when he reached the Vol- 0. Thousands of stars studded the heavens, while the moon reflected itself in the swiftly-running tide. Without any hesitation, Monday threw off his hat and his clothes, which he hid behind a bush. Round his waist he wore a cloth, just as he had done when Harkaway first saw him in his primeval forest. His only weapon was a long, sharp, murderous-look+ ing knife, which was secured in his waist band. Monday felt himself wild again. ware Lebar seb a dangerous fire, he drew him- fup to eight, as if glorifying in his strength, and nostrils dilated with pride. Once more he was Matabella, King of Limbi. Pausing a moment on the edge of the stream, he plunged in head first and swam across, trough there was a very switt current to fight agaiust. He dived and sported like a duck, dashing the watera on all sides, floating on his side, swimmiug on his back, and performing other tricks which showed he waé thoroughly at home in the liquid element. It was strange to see how tis wild ‘ature asserted of civilization. again to be a savage. Reaching the other side, he shook off the water, an@ an bis march to the castle. times he ran with the fleetness of a dear. At others he crouched and glided like a snake, All the tricks and stratagems of savage warfare came into his mind, He was, every inch of him, ® warrior of Limbi, The black was in splended condition. Fine, athletic fellow as he was, he & mateh for half-a-dozen lazy, effeminate Nea‘ briganda, When day broke, he was not far from the castle. His movements were now very cautious. Suddenly he dived do ong'st some ferns, Aman was coming towards him It — a brigand. He knew that by the slouched hat, the hangd the uncouth manner, and the earbiue, together eer the dagger and pistols stuck iu his bel*, Monday grasped his knife firmly. - No thought of pity or compassion crossed his mind. He had gone on the war-path, and his ears were deaf to the whisperings of Christianity and humanity. All his instinct told him in those dread bours was that his master was in the power of the pvrigands, and consequen'ly brigands were his natural enemies, To kill them was 4 virtue. The man, whistling carelessly, cameclose to Monday. In an instant the speeng epee Se ike 2a uttering a subdued howl as hecaught him by hroat. ) t The next moment Monday gave aheavy blow with his weapon. The villain fell to the ground a corpse, A smile of intense satisfaction flitted across Monday's face. “One of the villains gone to um had spirits,” he muttered. — the dead body with his foot, he again crept Spurning He had not e far before he saw another brigané standing ina manuer before the entrance tor cave. * The man had been on guard all night, and was asleer In a short time he would be relieved. . But his companions were their rest in the & interior, and the hour for guard had not ya come. Crawling on his belly, as he had done many 6 tims and oft in his native when he wanted to ki aa ous enemy, be approached the sentry. When he was close to him, he crawled oret a stich | which broke with a lond snap. Familiy aeooday fons to his feet im front a gintaageets Site eon as iptiodhagh teak bactaee aha ed to the He he saw a ghost.
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He could not moye, and was perfectly help- less in the hands of his captors. Helpless. And without firing a shot. The devilish ingenuity of the brigand chief had beer only to successful. Seeing that his work had been satisfactorily accomplishe’, Bigamini came forward, “«Ha—ha! Signor Hunstoni,” he said, across the stream, ‘‘ you’ve got a big bag this time— an almighty big bag!” “Go back to Naples,” replied Hunston, “and spread the report of his capture.” : “fg there any hurry?’ ** It’s just as well that he should not see you when he opens his eyes.” * When he does, it will be to shut them again forever, soon, won't it?” retarneid Bigamini. “ If I was the only one concerned it would,” replied Hunston, savagely. ** What does the chief mean to do?” “ How can | tell what the chief means te do?” answered Hunston. “1 thought——” “Cut 1 quick, or, 80 help me Moses, I'll put a bullet ia you, and let the daylight through your ly carcass!’ Hanston held up his pistol as he spoke, Bigamini knew him too well notto feel sure that he would keep his word. «I know I’m a miserable Bigamini,” he said, backing gradually out of range. o Be off!” “If I'd been a happy Smiffins, you wouldn't have dared to——” Hunston cat short his words by deliberately firing at him. If he had not taken the precaation to back while ve was Jalking, his little game on this ec- centric planet would have been over. Taking to his heels, he ran back to Naples. The sound of the shots seemed to arouse Jack. He opened his eyes. He looked around, and the first face that met his gaze was that of the lieutenant of the brig- and band, his eyes again, he seemed as if to wish Lo shut out a bad cream. Hunston smiled sardonically. Touching him on the shoulder with the butt eud of his pistol, he said: «* You're awake right enough. Look up!” That face! That voice! There could be no further doubt about the matter. ** Honston!” ejaculated Harkaway. “Yes, lam Huanstom What is there to be surprised at in that?” He laughed mockingly. The horse, hampered as it was, struggled vainly to free himself. With two jegs broken, the splendid animal sank down in the stream to die, ‘He was quickly drowned. : ** Get a horse out of the nearest stable,” said Hunston, : * Si, signor,” **Shoot the first man who resists, and let us take our prisoner to tie chief.” signor,” again replied the man he Jack was himself now. The pain caused by the stunning blow on his * _ Harkaway?” he said, tauntingly. od forehead against the rocks passed away. He was fully alive to the peril of his sita- The heat of the sun was beginning to dry his wet and dripping clothes, » " Sitting down on the grass, Hunston lighted his pire. he be didn’t to find that I had taken expect Service with your the brigands, eb, 7 did not.” “I'w like a bad shilling, sure to turn ap.” geal do you mean to do with me?” asked - Led PP ur a a ee cee er ere EE ee Oe wv oo Pee CO te oO as HiRKAWAY TRAPPED. *«T'd kill you if I had my way; make a clean ] The three friends were profoundly affected at sweep of you—kill you right out.” * ] suppose you can if yon like.” ** No, Barboni is a curious sort of a beggar, but I have some influence over him,” answered Hunston. This information put Jack comparatively at ease. There was no immediate fear of death. He was out of present danger. ** How do you find yourself, old stick?” ask- ed Hunston, jovially. As we know, he was not above insulting a fallen enemy. He liked to triumph over Harkaway. It just suited his mean and narrow mind. Jack made no answer. “Oh, you can sulk, if you like. Perhaps you'll be glad of some one to talk to present- ly. ’ ie took a sip out of a brandy flask. ** Pil tell Emily you’ve arrived at the cave,” he added. «« What of her?” asked Jack, aroused from his sullen stupor, ** Oh, that touches you, does it?” *« What of my wife?” “Nothing much. We are getting on very well together.” 1 trust she is free from insult!” ‘I think she likes me better than she does Darrel.” “* What Darrel?” «Eh? ** Do you mean Lord Darrel—Gus Darrel?” “On, I’ve made you find your tongue at last, have 1?” said Hunston. ** Is Darrel of ours with you?” “ He is,” ** God defend me from my enemies,” mur- mured Jack, solemnly. ‘« Here comes the nag,” exclaimed Hunston. ** You won't find it very easy going on that hurdle; bat I can’t help that.” Jack closed his eyes again to keep out tle barning sun. He gave himself up to bis reflections, His thoughts were very bitter. Soon the horse was harnessed to the hurdle, and the word being given by Hunston, the lit- tle party began to move by unfrequented routes to the cave, It was a long journey. Hunston walked in front, pistol in hand and pipe in mouth, **Wake up that jade,” he replied. ‘ We mustn't lose time.” The horse was whipped up, aud they went at & Steady pace towards the Volturno. Jack was a prisoner once more, Fortane’s wheel had taken a turn. He, as well as his wife, was in the power of Barboni. And that power was backed up, if not shared, by Hanston and Gus Darrel. CHAPTER II. “FIRE, AND YOU KILL YOUR FRIEND.” THE three frionds, accompanied by Mr. Mole, waited until the following day for the appear- ance of Jack. Wher they saw nothing of him, they could not doubt that he had fallen a victim to the briganc chief, and was either dead or captured. The Contesaa di Malafedi called upon them, and protested that she was very sorry to hear of Mr. Harkaway’s misfortune. It was a great pity, she thought, that he had not long left Baroni to the care of the police and the soldiers, From the first she had expected no good would come of bis chivalrous attempt to capt- ure such a fox as the chief of the brigands, Carden declared that her protestations of sorrow were nothing but hypocrisy. He order- ed a carriage and drove to the general’s house, Cialdini received him, as usual, with civility, and assured him that be had sent soldiers in ety eae vy aioe cus add to which the police were actively ped . the news of Jack’s capture. Harvey especially. At first they were inclined to believe it an idle rumor. But as day.after day slipped by, and no tid- ings came of the missing ove they could no longer doubt that he was in reality a wretched prisoner in the hands of his enemies, They were anxious to do ail that lay in their power to rescue him. ‘ But what could they do. How were they to proceed? Fighting Barboni was like battling with a shadow, ever shifting its position. “Something must be done,” said Harvey on the morning of the third day after that on which Jack had promised to return, “Do you believe the rumors that are flying ac asked Carden. “ io” “Tn fact, you are satisfied that Barboni has captured Jack?” ** Undonbsedly, I don’t think he is dead "— here Harvey brushed away a tear without be- ing ashamea of it—** or we should have had his head sent us. And hhave made up my mind!” “To what?” asked Carden, ‘“«T will not sleep in a bed again until I find Harkaway.” * Bravo!” cried the little coxswain, ‘ That’s just how I feel.” “*T’m with you through thick and thin,” said Curden. ‘« As for me,” said Mr. Mole, ‘1 cordially agree with Harvey. None of us ought to sleep in beds, or, indeed, sleep atall, though ex- hansted nature must be recruited, until our dear friend Harkaway is recevered.” * Instead of jawiug and humming and haw- ing,” said Walter Campbell, ‘I think it would be more to our credit if we were to do some- ming. ** Hear—hear,” from Carden. ‘«T will accompany you anywhere, and ex- pose myself to the danger of the brigands® guns,” said Mole, ‘Let us have ao carriage and take a tent with us, and some provisions, and camp near where | fought with the brigand,” said Carden. “« Nuta bad idea,” replied Hurvey. , ‘* You mean close to Castle Inferno?” said the little coxswain. A, ‘* Yes; u quarter ofa mile or so from the Prince di Villonova’s, You know my theory met the identity of the pricce and the brig- and “* We will go,” replied Mole. “I had hoped to devote my time Lo leaching young Harkaway his tetters, as I will not eat the bread of idle- ness anywhere.” ‘* You’re welcome, Mole,” said Harvey. ’ * «JT know it; if I did not feel sare of it I would not stay an hour in this house. Iam r—miserably poor, for I have lost my ail: a gentlen en, I beg to ussure you that Isaac Mole preserves his independence.” “Young Jack,” said Harvey, “ has bis nurse always about him, and Hilda attends to him in the absence of his mother.” ; ‘*What is that to the superior instraction” which I should be able to impart to his infant mind” “It is good enough for the present,” an- swered Harvey, “ and I’m sure you'll he doing a greater kindness to Mr. and Mrs. Harkaway in getting them out of captivity than by wast- ing your valuable efforts in what you cal! im- parting instruction to the infant mind,” «Do you respect my motives, ’ “Of course I do.” «e on appreciate my principle?” “ es.” - “* Good; now I will buckle on the sword and figuratively don my armor, gird up my loins, aud work vengeance upon those brigands,” re- plied Mr. Mole. a ‘Tt is settled that we go out ‘sca ded as to be on the waich day and night?” agreeable,” replied Harvey, sacrifice I ean make ‘ll be too; Ady “ No
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What could the black, naked thing in front of him be but an evil spirit ? The Neapolitans are the most weak-minded and su- porstitious people in Italy. baa at ery it isnot surprising that the brigand | thought le saw a ghost. Taking advantage of this surprise, Monday darted upon the fellow, and stabbed him fatally. He fell with a groan. “Oh, kafoozlum !"’ muttered Monday; “um the cave. Mast’ Carden give um ears for this.” He had done what none of his master’s friends could do. Not hesitati: passed through the aperture in the sandstone. This brought him into the large, vaultlike chamber sutside the private cells and galleries. About forty brigands were lying about in various asleep. Their number had been a good deal thinned lately by their continual conflicts with the troops. Passing through these nen, Monday entered a pass- | age in front of him. | His purpose was to explore, and, if possible, find out where Jack and Emily were confined. He had not gone far before he saw a light. It was but the feeble glimmer of an oil lamp, placed in a nichein the wail. Yet it assisted the keen vision of the black. It enabled him to see a brigand, who evidently was Posted as a sentry, but he had fallen into a reverie, and was looking at a miniature of a woman. Perhaps it was the girl he loved. The girl who was to have been his wife if he had con- tinned an honest man. Cne who would not allow herself to love a brigand. Who can tell? Perhaps a life’s romance was wrapt up in the little painting. The man raised the senseless miniature to his lips. He kissed the inanimate features with intense devo- A tear sprang to his eye, and he brushed it angrily away, Was he thinking of the eS that separated him from the fair and innocent reality ? Did his conscience reproach him for having fallen so low as to be a brigand, a murderer, and a thief? He was not allowed much time to think. Monday glided, snakelike, upon him, and that dread- ful knife, sent him to his last long sleep, with only a and a gurgle. ‘ Only long practice could have made the knife so deadly in Monday's hand, ‘There was never any necessity for him to strike Y che lamp and looked about him. A door in the wall caught his eye. *, ‘It was merely draped by a piece of matting hung on "zB couple of nails, Pushing this aside, he looked in. On a mattress was a sleeping man. One glance sufficed toshow Monday that this was way. . Athick and heavy chain, fastened by a right ankle, was attached to the wall by @revent him utterin: Then he whi | “Mast’ Jack.” Harkaway’s slumber was disturbed by bad dreams, a.cry and the alarm. bikes: “Let me die like a man,” he murmured, restlessly. | in his own a _ What! would you kill me inmysleep! Cowards1” “Mast’ Jack. Um must wake up,” continued Mon- “Tie silence was profound, and thescene wasa markable one for its weird and rugged grandeur. Risking his life in his devotion to his young master | knelt the black. . Harkaway, chained and noble and aol ome ‘uneubaued, tying on arude pallet, the ot only saw the kn y ‘ill drowedngote, Of Monday, and closed his eyes eamt of brigands just now,” he es ¢ a ee inok oe "ney 4 the Malays. Ah, if I only had my ‘faithinl They do no good, none of them, so. Ne, sare, suka epaponsieinae & golem Gennes, and twice. Fassing over the body of the guard, Monday took up | his his master, Monday, whose heart was | and smoke? ¥. placed his hand upon his mouth to | -= Where did he come from, and what was his object || gradually drew near the month of the cave. re-| Laughing to himself, Monday retreated as far as he tive that he was, yet look- he once more put on his ci “Look here, Monday, old boy,” said Jack, “I shall | never forget your bravery.” “ Say nothing "bout that, sare.” “You've done a plucky thing. “Um warrior of Limbi ‘gain, sare,” replied Monday, proudly, “and um like it.” Jack smiled faintly. “You have found out the brigand’s cave,” said Jack, “and that is a most important step. Go back to found | Naples at once.” wee come too, sare.”” “No.” “You not come, Mast’ Jack,” said Monday, in pro- “Itis impossibe. See how I am chained.” “ Get um chain off somehow.” “You can’t. It would take hours, even if you had proper tools, and, brave as youare, you can’t hope to fight a horde of brigands. No, you must go back at once.” “ What do then, sare?” asked monday. - * Bring Carden, Harvey, Campbell, aad a lot of sold- iers to surprise the cave in the night.” “Why not show um fight, sare?” “ Because they will expose me tied toa hurdle in the front of the battle, and I don’t want to croak yet, if I can help it,”” answered Jack. “All right, sare. Keep up um pluck,” said Monday. “T’ll try. And now be off, Monday. God bless you, my true friend!” exclaimed Jack, warmly. Monday raised Jack’s hand to his lips, and kissed it affectionately. “You understand ?” said Jack. “Got um lesson by heart, sare,” “Don't be rash. Remember that my life and my wife's depends upon your discretion.” “ 7 safe as the bank, sare,”” replied the black, who glided as noiselessly as he had come out of the yault. Daytreak was just penetrating to the outer cave, and the brigands were slowly rising to prepare for the duties and fatigues of the day. With a feeling the reverse of pleasant Monday made this discovery ; but he had provided against such an emergency. Placing his hand in his girdle, he took out alittle phial of phosphorescent oil, } for a moment, Monday cautiously | found astonishment. With the utenost rapidity he rubbed this al? over his | Bt must let me accompauy you this time,” said naked body. The effect in the Jar*mess was remarkable. He seemed to be on fire. The fanciful flames leaped all over him, as if he had just come ont of a flaming bath. His only chance of safety was adop’ abold course. With a bound, he sprang forward, and stood in the waving midst of the brigands, grinning horribly and hands, CHAPTER IV. HILDA’S BRAVE CONDUCT. Wuew the brigands beheld a strange, uncouth, black- demon sort of in their midst, shrank back. Th in coming. Dancing about in the most fantastic manner, Monday Then uttering a fearful cry, and saying something TAs MNGLI scheme, nd though they 8 e ves, had seen the devil. \ could, and was soon out of danger. Reaching the Volturno, he crossed the river as be- fore, and finding his clothes where he had them, vilized dress, and hastened back to Naples. When he reached the city, he was so exhausted, that, after partaking of food and drink, he sank into a deep sleep, which lasted for several hours, Hilda was apprised of his return, and gave orders that be should on no account be diaturbed. Harvey and the others were very curious to know where he had been. “You stall hear for yourselves,” said Hilda, “ when he wakes a “Where did you send him, Mrs. Harvey?” asked Carden. ? “To the brigand’s cave, to seek his master.” =e agi moe be Meer 9 Carden, “he is cleverer than we have been able ow ourselyes.” In a few hours Monday awoke, refreshed in mind and body. Ie at once went into the drawing-room, where he found the ladies and gentlemen assembled. was over, and the cool xnow from are fond of exaggerating, and it will be as ject him to a searching a “ As you like, sir,” we know Monday w will “Um rather stand, sare,” said Mon’ Now tell me where you ” have been.” h adventures from us hear your ay a a) ‘ 4 T= “There 1”” cried Carden, triumphantly ; “what ait tell you? Didn't I always say the brigands were nest: ed np close to Villanova’s castle?" “Upon my word,” exclaimed Harvey, “this is great. = Rews.”* , * Immense !"" exclaimed the little coxswain. “We are no longer fighting with shadows.”" “No, we can spot our enemies now,” replied Carden, . “Tt’s all up with Burboni, yon bet,” said the cox swain, with an air of determination. bs iis “ The thanks of this honse,’',said Mr. Mole, “are Que to our mutual friend, Monday.” Hilda rose, and taking Hurvey’s watch and chain ean his waistcoat, presented them to the faithful — “ Here is a present for you,"’ she said. “Quite right, my dear,” exclaimed Harvey; “I'm glad you thonght of it.” He never contradicted his wife. Everything she did was right in his eyes. What did itmatter that the watch and chain had cost eighty guineas? Monday had deserved it. The black’s eyes were moist with emotion as he ars te eae of siekorns esteem and regard. “ Me kee: for your ¢, Missy Hildy—an too, Mast’ abvay: aud thank you both for thinking of um poor black servant,” he said. : “Don’t run yourself down, old friend,” said Harvey. “You know your're @ prince, and only servo Jack as asort of favor.” ¢ “*No, sare,” replied Monday ; ‘me serve Mast” Jack yours as um right, because he save um life. Me wait on the That all um difference.” others as favor. , examined He put on the watch and chain, and the lcckets attached to the latter, which contained photo- _ graphs of Harvey and Hilda, and regarded his new acquisition with all the pride that barbaric races attach to gold and \inkets. Ye & “We must lose no time in following Harkaway’s . orders,” remarked Carden. \ “One company of soldiers will be enough, I shoutd think,” said Harvey. ' “ Lots.” a wd “IT suppose, Mr. Monday,” said the little coxswais, ef “ that you can find the place again?” “Monday never forgets anything,” was the (5 a. “You!” cried Harvey, in amazement. ‘A, 7 “ Yes, my dear Dick,”’ she continued; “I shall dis- 35 guise myself as an Italian peasant woman. You know — ae Ican speak the language well.” de “But where is the good?” 1 i Harkaway.” “And am Ito do nothing for Emily? Do not think that women are wre ur sewing on buttons and nursing children? I believe that my sex are capable — of higher things, and in this instance, I must have my way, please.” : «4 “Very well; you shall take a > a Hilda was satisfied with this assurance. ra Lily Cockles was surprised at Hilda's cool co > and ared that she could not have made up her to go near the brigands if anybody ‘had offered — thousand pounds. 4 Hilda was grand in her determination. Ever fearless, erous, and en’ forward like the Sewish maiden of ol uae evening, Carden took Monday "s. / Ome Tlie magnificent discovery that the black bad made — ° in-chief. . yt was related to tha com: “ It would be no tion to say that the gallant old general was half mad with joy. wi f '. 2 He had reosived a notice from Florence, then ei capital of Italy, that he would be superseded if the — wagered pang oad = hed ‘ ee scandal was ing too great. “if this pasd of vipere dn sinniped out he ting Monday on the , ** I believe I can you aQ- order of merit trom King Emmanuel bh ae | “Um only want to get Mast’ Jack out, sare,” replied mm % e pace arrannnn SP it was very next daya company of soldiers should. go wi Rhee regen Hg cy ered oe brigands: tof aviogess: ? 1* > ‘. ‘There was no longer any mystery about. ‘They had a cave, and were to be fouad at a. ‘What was easier than to down ex minate them as one Nouba tebe ater } ‘This was the general opinion. sah : CHAPTER Y. “Y'VE GOT MY BILLET—LET we pre.” Pe In the morning Bigamin! paid Monday a visit, He that great preparatio being ‘ sete ueahinan he tones tae PAGS Coma ) “ Going after the brigands?”” asked pert Tica ea : though I trust you will keep out of danger,” said BF a's h i + mo) in
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« Yeu,” replied Monday, “ um soon make short work wm brigands.” 2 “ How?” “ Me find out where um cave is,” replied Monday, with an air of triumph. “Indeed. How did you manage to do that ?” . “ Phat um secret which shan’t tell you. Now we all “No,” answered : “I’ve dodged her pretty tei aati chalk uave'to out Megdes of oka aaakect tos pot for me.’ “ Take um glass of wine “Don’t mind if J do.” Monday geve bim — to drink, and he took his loav- rataer burri t> tac stable, he ised heres; ox he wevoitas before you go?” in the habit of doing. Moun the animal, he rode at his best speed to- wards the brigands’ caye. It was an idle day with the rascals. They were lounging abont inside or outside the cave, and seemed rather grave and frightened. Everyone was talking about the black ghost which had paid them a visit — the previous night, and killed three of their number. Hunston was making 2 speech in Italian as Bigamini arived. “T tell you,” he said, “ that you area parcel of fools. There are no such t! as gh “ Right, sir,” said amini. “Ill explain the “Ah! Is it you, my prince of spies?” replied Hun- ston. “ Yes, sir. Can I speak with you privately ?” a ar Is your news impor “Life and death, is” * Giacomo 1” ted be fashi Abrigand salu in military on, «Telegraph for the chief—quick. Lose no time,” said Hunston, who, turning to the spy, added: ‘Refresh my little man, and when Barboni arrives, I will send for you.” thanked Hunston, = nrg at once the cen- ter of attraction among the He partook of refreshments, and laughed at them for a fears. that there was no such thing asa ghost ait bet tapected some one had come as aspy among ~ Many shook their heads and refused to believe this. They flames / had seen a fiery creature, surrounded by and smoke, which had danced about in their midst. apnea it was an imp of Vesuvius. foreboded Barboni asked him a variety of questions, and seemed = en news that they were to a “Tt seems to me,” said Hunston, “ that the game’s SB: Mot while breathe replied Barboni, with an air “ What are we to do?” “ You know that we have two mitraflleuses—one on - @ach side of the entrance to the cave.” oan. These machines can fire one hundred shots a min- - ute, and when the soldiers come up, wo can annihilate them.” “We will how, though getting right away Pitty Pqen Bas Som Hunston. are “ We have Harkaway @his is very much ia our fa not kill I Hacky seu out?” asked Hun- sions Of hatred in his basilisk ehaway and his ‘rive, though. Cospetto. him alive.” Re org “ae . 7 of a handle. > y advanced the enemy. It had been decided that Carten should lead me sf Bersaglieri. ee Monday was by his side. Harvey, Mr, Mole. and the little. coxswain brought the rear. hind all was Hilda, disguised as an Italian pessank Jt was not advisable for more than one te
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Suddenly half a dozen blue lights were thrown ont in front of the soldiers. 3 re They flared up on the Everything became setae ectag: Alurid glare lit up the surrounding objects. The soldiers hesitated, and would have retreated. Im the yawning gulf before them they suw fierce men leaming ritie barrels. of emmaetg soldati, courage! cried Carden. * Forward !’’ cried the officers, Still the men hesitated. “Follow me !” cried Carden, drawing his sword. sis example was irresistible. The soldiers uttered a wild “ Bravo!” and iushed into the jaws of death. A harsh, grinding noise was heard, ‘The mitrailleuses were at'work. ae fatally fell the iron hail upon the doomed 0 ‘They fell like corn before the sickle. A deadly fire was poured in upon the wavering mass. Sword in hand, like a hero, Carden bit the dust. Out of all the attacking party, scarcely a handful escaped. These, scared and breathless, joined Harvey and the The blue lights died out. Grim blackness reigned everywhere once more. was heard but the gro#ns of the dying. “This is awful,” said Harvey. “Confound it all,” cried the little coxswain. “We @re betrayed. He was ahout torush forwakd, but Harvey restrained “ It’s no use,” said Harvey; “ we're licked this time; Dut no matter; they’re like rats in atrap. We must have them sooner or later.” “ Where’s Carden ?” ™ Killed, I fear.” Suddenly Monday's form was seen in the imperfeet -, -~ 3 was just beginning to break. In his arms he carried a blood-stained body, “It is Carden,” said Harvey, with one look at his pale face. Slowly the little party retreated. Not knowing what force might be yet outside, the brigands did not dare to come into the open. Barboni would not risk his men’s lives. ‘Thus far he could not follow up his success, That the troops had — party received a severe check, was enough tor When the little party removed out of danger, they ; of the soldiers who had escaped, were dispatched ‘mmediately, to Naples for reinforcements, The remainder, about a dozen in number, were pre- ' gared todefend themselves bravely. Harvey bent over the body of Carden, which was stretched out on the “ How are you, old fellow ?” he exclaimed, “I've got my billet, let me die,” murmured Carden, ip a faint voice. A tear fell from Harvey's eye. oe et it may not be as bad as “I'm riddled with balls,” re’ Carden, “Monday did what um could,” said the black, “um gee him fall and pick him up.” You can’t save my life,” said the dying man. The little coxswain su his head, Hilda and Harvey endeavored to stop the flow of But he was bleeding internally. ~ It was clear to an unprofessional eye that the days of the it captain of the Oxford eight were numbered. * Ha—Harvey,” he said in a faint wolce. = What ts it, old boy 7 rate D—don’t mess me abou my ticket. Thank you all much.” oe ae ‘You'll live alot ** said Walter. esr aps on + greed all d—die some was pmcen . wi" mea vor e wn he % ent, and his breathing was “Telegraph to England,” “Yes, “T—to my cousin.” ~g “What's his name ?” “Lord St. Clair—Bertie St. Clair, we used to ca—call “Yes.” “Tell him to co-—-come over here and just revenge ~ 7, Oortainls.” Harve - a] ‘ ~ Ber—Ber—Bertie's in the Guards.” ky pees the Guard’s Club, Pall Mall, will find _bim.” | “That's it. Oh, this pain. Sa—say I did du—du —duty before I died,” muttered the wounded a man, “You're a brick,” replied Harvey. ” ‘wish Teould die for, you,” exclaimed the little ‘odeouie, sobbing tike a ¢ ‘ . pelos poe a orgy ry Swi sm . God bl—biess you allt” he murmured. His voice was little above a whisper. The ly approaching. patella T= pany apg: ee you?” * Harkaway shall know,” answered Harvey. 3 Mow dar. dark it is, "T—can't see anyone.” been cut to pieces, and the at- “Oh, God ! all mer-——merciful,” said Carden, “receive my sp—ir—it. I co—come, I co—me to Thee.” These were his last words. So died as Brave a Christian gentleman as ever breathed. Done to death by the brigands. Shot like a dog in a dreary ambush by the rascally thieves and cowards who held his friend Harkaway cap- | ing tive in their midst. He had led a pure and spotless life. Better that the whole bandit band should be exter- minated than that he should perish. But it was not to be. The decrees of Providence are inscrutable Tom Carden was dead. Barboni lived. CHAPTER VI. THE ESCAPE OF THE PRISONERS, It was necessary to retreat. At daybreak, the brigands might come out of the cave, and seeing the smallness of the force left toop- pose them, make a furious onslaught. The attack had failed. Signally failed. The Italians made a sort of rest of their guns, and between them carried the body of Carden. Day broke, bright,and glorious. The sun shone on the piles of ghastly corpses which blocked the entrance to the cave. Very melancholy was the retreat. Their progress was necessarily slow. Harvey and Campbell were bowed down with grief. Their friend Carden was Cut off in his prime. Their leader, Jack Harkaway, and his wife, who was beloved by all, were captives in the handsof the brigands. They had not gone more than a couple of miles be- fore footsteps were heard in their rear, “Who goes there?” asked Harvey, in a loud voice. “ Friends,” was the reply, in a feminine tone. The soldiers halted, and presented their arms, Presently two women and& man wereseen approach- ag ran forward and threw herself into Hilda’s arms. “Emily,” said Hilda. “Yes, dear,” replied Emily, ‘‘you see your friend n. 7 it ible? How did you escape ?” asked Hilda, in be — “ Ask this ~ t ferry-house they found the ferryman, w knew them pretty well by this time. * He shook his head when he saw Carden, and said it was a bad business, ‘The body was placed in a room on the ground floor, and covered over with a cloak. hing,” said Lady Darrel. “I know how she % Emily and the ladies were very anxious to get. home. Harvey wanted to stop until the new arrival of soldiers came up. Hilda would not hear of, “ For the present,’’ she said, “ you must see us home. Yon can come back again, dear.” “Go along, Dick,” exclaimed the coxswain “J‘]l — and see that the soldiers do their work prop- erly.” i “Very well,” answered Harvey ; “I'll take the ladies to Naples, and come back with a carriage fur peor Carden’ as oe to send Carden’s telegram to Lord “Don't forget Bertie St. Clair.” “NotI. It was bis dyin, uest.’” \ “Call on the general, and let him know all.” az Fy Aa fear.” “I should think,” continued Walter, “ that after this bie rnc een ought to be arrested.” re er.”” : ; “TI never liked that woman,” remarked Emily, Pi — said Hilda, psy . Wr. —— me that, all along, she was rowing in house,” replied Emily, \ “He got the best part of his information from her,’? continued Harvey. “And I shall certainly ask for her The ferryman embarked Hilda, Emily, Lady Darrel, Luni, Harvey, and Mr. Mole. i ¥ : Monday remained with the little coxswain, who ovér+ hauled the ferryman’s larder to see what there was for He found nothing better than black bread Se oy = ; goat’s milk, ea Thie was better than nothing, and sharp he ani Monday took the edge off their appetites, “a When the ferryman returned, he had his boat.q solitary passenger. This was a young man, well dressed, with a sharp, quick eye, and an face. He wore no side baler sicty ery had a short beard ang 7 *Goinetl in the rregees * Springing out of the t, he approached Walter, “Say now,” he exclaimed, you're a Britisher ?”’ “T hope so,” replied Walter. i been brigand hunting ?” \ “Yes.” “I guess, from what I hear, it’s turned out a bad egg. “We can’t always be successful,” said tone of annoyance. “T reckon told at Naples you've been kicking and raising Scratch generally for nigh on four and are as far off your brigand at first.” on. “We've made some progress.” \ 4 “Well,” ssid the new-comer, “ 5 H my name’s Sam ea Clear-the-Track they me Clear- Sam in the “Glad to make your acquaintance,” eaid Wale” “No, you ain’t. Don’t be too civil. or ou'll bust, Ley hoe Feat ps make of me, but you'll let me be hunt make matters as clear as a pipe “Thank you,” replied Walter; “your countrymen — are very “Don't keep on with the tntter, * exclaimed Cleat: the-Track Sam ; “it M Walter bit his ip. “Sh*t ofthe handle.” Suddenly as you were of d Ry Prince Di Villanova, he was always ather io 7 = ral " 5 § 4 Walter, ima that’s true for you, but den’t rile up, I'm ru and ~ a «J smart where I come from , 4 5 s? S 4
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nt ma enlightened his new tele wa to the position Tr eet the Treek Sam handed him a flask. f -“Phat's old rye,’’ he said,“ and the best liquor you | - ver drank. If it don’t make your hair curl and trous- | ers turn up over your boots, guess you ain't no judge. Say now, don’t you feel as good as new ” The little coxswain thanked him as he gave back | the flask, and pronounced the old rye whisky very | - excallent. ‘Fhe American went on to tell him that he was travel- in Europe. had been twenty-four hours in Naples, and hear- | ing that four Britishers were after the brigands, he had Fesolved to come and help them all he could. Walter was glad of his assistance and of his company. | There was a fund of cheerfulness and a merry way | > Pega about Clear-the-Track Sam that was agree- j able. Carden’s death had made Walter Campbell feel very | low spirited. “Come, we're friends, I guess,” exclaimed the Amer- “so you need not look so cross as & eross-cut ican ; . Take a drop more old rye.” “You forget that my friend Carden lies dead in there,” answered Walter. : “That's true. Hullo ! what's that? I'll swearlsaw bri in the bush.” falter looked round, but could see nothing. Monday had disap ‘The few Italian soldiers who had escaped the mas- wacre were all asléep, with the excsption of the sen- | ae Were all tiredout with long marches and fa-| miet alittle while and you'll hear music,” ‘euline Clear-the-Track Sam. What is it?” ‘Tue brigands are sloshin’ about somewhere.” ) Drawing a revolver, he crept carefully down a small hill to where a public road ran along ‘rough two vine- | clad walls. All at once shots were heard; fierce cries and oaths * fose on the morning air. Then al) was still. : Walter dashed forward to take part in the affray. | But he was too late ; : He met Sam Alabaster coming back with a smoking revolver. “Guess I made the fire fly,” he cried. “What's the game ?”’ asked Walter. “They're nimble,” answered Sam. There's a car- | Lo upset in the road, and someone’s been taken Mn Bid captured a traveler, then.” ‘i aso. Isaw the varmints for a minute, and - Shen they skedaddled “With the prisoner “Icalaulate yes. They were gone in h some hole,” mt A Clear-the-Track Sam. they are, they ain’t there.” : “I wish we could have saved the poor traveler, blow | me tight ifl don't,” cried the little coxswain, in a tone | “I did what was in me,” answered Sam ; ean’t build a stone wall out of clam shells.” Walter went on to tbe road, and looking down hesaw ‘two horses lying dead, a carriage brought to a stand- —— and three brigands stretched in “One of them’s mine. I dropped him beautiful,” Temarked Clear-the-Track Sam ; pew hold, Sues ines fo spit on my hands and take a new hold, when the bys eae ‘onderful.” 1 aba ORERREC res rhey some one between them. Pos- ohare traveler they had taken trom the > ~ Qlear-the-Track Sam unslung his rifle from his pelt. - __ “ Bet you a new hat,” said he, “I drop one of the Bind too far off,” replied Walter. The American knelt down, took a steady aim, The hindmost brigand fell. sanryed sha yes ant eeaigge at wile on a yor s on ter. =, Sdaehink tine Sam fired. ; es . in a twinkling “Te “but you and “re like Paddy’ 8 fleas—when you get where |" bri pata any more that you can breed a lion 7 Woleay aaute to.” “It’s against nature,” continued Sam. get a peach out of a crab-apple ?” * No. “Can you “Nora pumpkin out of a watermelon?” “ Not much.” “ Or eagles out of duck’s eggs—orchickens from ant eggs—or goslin 's from gooseberries ? I tell you, nig- | gers ain’t of much account.” “Let's hear what Monday has to say for himself.” The black gave the American a savage look, as if he would like to try the sharpness of his knife upon him. “Me follow um brigands, sare,”’ he said, “and see them take um gentleman into um cave.’ “Was he an Englishman ?” “Yes, sare ; um know him well, and have good rea- son to remember um.” “Who is this English gentleman?” asked Campbell. “It Oxford gentleman. sare—friend of Mast’ Jack, but no friend of Monday, cos he once try to take away um wife.” “What is his name ?” “ Sir Sydney Dawson, sare.” “By Jove! I've heard Harkaway talkofhim. Didn’t | you try to rescue him , i “Not me, sare,’ * replied Monday, angrily, “me glad they take and kill him “That's wrong. You should not be so revengeful,” said the little coxswain. a did I tell you?’ exclaimed Sam, triumph- antly, “Iwish the soldiers would come up; we’d make a dash on the cave,” said Walter, anxiously. “Soldiers are all very well ; but don’t talk tome of the black trash. You show me adecent nigger, and Tl meke a whistle out of a pig's tail.” “ Ain’t all niggers swine? Can you humanize) and each one cam } them? No, sirree ?’’ His soul had fled, but ere be nae save the others from a terrible. - It was a melancholy sight to dandy of Oxford. i The refined and fastidious Sir 8: ees } Exquisite of High Street, breaker of ladies* hearts in every capital in Kurope. : He was carefully dressed, and there was a lavender glove on the remaining hand. Alas, for human vanity! Poor Sir Sydney! His bad been a short life and a merry one. While these thoughts were running tle coxswain’s mind, a fearful noise was The brigands had set a time fuse. Barboni himself had attached it to the magazine ha fore he left. His spies had warned him of the approach of the» sol . diers. He ieoad to blow them all up in the air. A flash ot lurid flame was followed by an awful rear and a tremendous upheaving of solid rock. Never would the bandits’ caves discluse the secrets of their former inmates. The rock was torn and rent, and it fell back s mass of picturesque but shapeless ruins. It was magnificent, almost sublime. bs Bhp. God for this escape,” arose involuntarily from many 4 lip. ~ That's what I call a tall blow-up,” said Clay tbe Track Sam The general bivousdked his men until the noe as well as he could. Next day an exploration of the ruins was made. No trace of the: brigands could be found, The castle was visited. Here there only reigned a dead silence, , Not even a servant was lett in Castle Inferno, ; Barboni had utterly and completely cleared out, — the lit Monday gave the American another evil look, and | Where he had gone was a matter of conjecture. went away. Seeing that the game was up, it was supposed he had ‘ It was getting on towards evening when Harvey ar- ae tothe mountains. rived with a strong detachment of soldiers. General Cialdini himself accom the troo: His disguise as Prince (li Villanova was known. There was no saiety for him and his men except ia Everybody was filled with indignation at the 2 tute flight. outrage committed by the brigands. Whether he had killed Harkaway or taken. him with A pieces ot cannon was brought up from Naples, and | him it was impossible for him to say. — arations for a most serious attack on the cave were 6 on all sides. Carden’s body was sent back to Naples. The troops then moved forward. Monday again acted as guide, and this time the ad- Vance was made with great caution. The little coxswain was in high glee. Foiled again, the whole party of pursuers had to re turn to Naples. ¥ Monday alone remained, He expressed his determination of hunting about until he had found his master, The faithful black would not give up the chase, In Naples the opinion was that Barboni had received “We will show the cowardly brutes what we can | a severe check. do,” he said. “It’s like taking a mest of snakes,” replied Olear-the- | await her trial as an accomplice of the Track Sam, swinging his long arms ‘and legs about as he climbed up the hills and over the furze. The Contessa Di Malafedi was thrown into to Lady Darrel and Luni were received and cared forby Emily and Hilda. General Cialdini declared that he would hang every | Clear-the-Track Sam was a constant visitor ab nd he caught to the first tree. ‘alter did not altogether approve of this. “I think they ougnt to be tried first,” he said. “ That brings up a,great moral question—as the nig- er said when he was stealing wen't got time to discuss it now,” replied Sam. The cave was reached just as the moon rose, and its silvery rays made the advance less dangerous. Drawing rection of the mi trail. ‘These were knocked to jeces. “Now, my lads,” said the general, “ chargeand show the rascals what you can do!” The soldiers uttered a hearty cheer, and rushed at | was, the cave at the point of the bayonet. Harvey nd their astonishment, there wasno one tp oppose an little coxswain used eir progress. They,entered the ocere, and swarmed all over it. Not a soul did the The lamps were still burning and the embers 0 dered in a corner. a fire smoul- All at once Haryey’s attention was atteacted by a | He looked under a piece of matting, and started back = genie up the ine it was fired twice in the di- 4 yr glided by, and no news came of cary aod . brigands could not have been long gone, as their Harvey's. The Englishmen were only waiting an opportunity of recommencing operations. J Until they received some news of Barboni’s E> Ws +e chickens—and we | abouts, however, they could do nothing. ae Troops took posweaslén, of Castel Inferno, andmadeig a ple 1 went ont every day. Emily hugged her grief to her sorrowing heart, yed to Heaven for Jack to be restored toher, _ ia me was a sore trial. coungrow i he But she bore it bravely, like the ‘bad language, and cleaned fretted and eee Mr. Mole declared thatif he ‘outa only see he would eat him, » maces “If you did,” replied Sam_ Alabaster, “J he’ad disagree with ou ati you'd look kinder fine about as foray and something like own brother tos frozen E tu y a oe 2 friend,” a Mo, ths smile ofmil — @ reproof, “you Bate. ee Yeu, 1.40," eal sien’: “you're one ‘of founded Britishers, who think they can do; This roused Mr. Mole’s ire, ot , “ Why, you thin, ill-made ‘ipper-snanpe be ans wered, “if I thought you meant ae in horror. _ _ He was unsuccesstul, as the brigands had hastened | An En, aren oan ene am bin, hacks ou: ths Rook: their movements, and were out of range. He had been stabbed in a dozen out this insult.’ | Ona osha rau that, though,” said he. | ‘A pool of blood had stained the rocky floor. wee Rola calling names. If I'm thin, what" = Ww 20 | But what most ‘s horror and indigna- cal - * TL won a new hat from you, and as you bet me only | | thom wae the fact thad she captive's had on “Look at the troubles I've goue through,” said’ * “@hat the second time, I'll give you an oldone when we | off and forced into his mouth. etically, Sater is Naples.” Instantly Harvey drew out the mutilated member. “ What's that to do with oe looks? You can’t Waiter laughed. “Are you dead ? Speak, if you have any life left in | ford to die. You're one of those - “Guess I'm ae a Ot en eee you,” he said. 2 Ramer skeletons who go about to save theexpenses wie returned slow: ferry, d from a funeral.” 3 St co e ly and lighted their saat almost inaudible soum up the lips of the ache tastiar Kamnetlby-cm tein. beaks they been stronger in numbers, they would Bending Harv: t ear to his blood- | # e attempted to rescue the unbappy traveler. stained .— oe Me eae: rie is it was, they would only have been throwing thetr bryan Jan Sydney Dawson, Oxford ; murdered by | Tom Carden and Sir Sydney Dawson f mth , just gone.” _ ~ * Ain’t it hot just 7” said Sam, mopping his face, “I'm was what he heard. All the ee red.as a beat. Guess I shouldn't care about cutting | “Take care,” continued the sufferer. |“ Heard say lowed these two ‘ capers in this san.” slow match—blow up cave—kill soldiers. : . ae preset betces Monday returaed. Seizing the dying man in his arms, Harvey ran to the se ay hoss, what's your report ?” entrance. ‘ / eee tex been after um ’* replied Monday.| ‘“‘ Take care!” he shouted in Italian. “ The brigands Loe eager pepe FY, JEL a ee goed have you r’ have mined the cave. Beware of an “If he doesn't come back soon,” auld Walter, *T mi “Om not able do much, sare.” This warning sent them flying. start after him,” 7 eel - ae ‘Of course yon weren't,” said Clear-the-TrackSam| The soldiers rushed helter-skelter from the cave, and ike a replied Harvey. “Lean't a . 3 had a. contempt for the black race. gained the open air. here idle.” ; Rane cae arene Sues “stemrved | Ten Tecan, Devise haokon tele” | Gamers ote nod by aud no news came, e ’ : ae oe rae ig aah white man; There was no m t. |event'tat hed lately taken alace, 7 «. er 4 # ie * 7 Pt BU my
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED. en eS Se a ee CHAPTER VII. DEATH OF THE WITCH. WHEN Monday resolved to stop and spy about in search of his beloved master, he was rather puzzled where to go. * : He wandered out in his wild state. His clothes were again discarded and hidden. Once more he was @ savage. On the evening of the day the troops returned to Naples, he was looking about the ferry. It was his opinion that the ferryman was in the pay of Barboni. ” “ Silence 1”? “I won’t besilent. Is that what you usually make your stews of? If so, I won’t dine with yeu eften ifI can help it.” “Let owlets flutter and bats fly, My Barboni shall noi die,” continued the witch. The wolf barea his gums and opened his jaws as if he saw mischief was brewing and was ready to take his own part. **What’s up, mother ?”’ said Bigamini. She made no answer. ‘* Have you gone off your chump?” he added, in English. She threw another snake into the caldron, and the wretched thing writhed and twisted. Its head protruded over the edge, but she beat it Suddenly she raised her headjand ber sharp, ferrety | pack with a spoon. eyes sought his face. “ What has happened ?’’ she demanded. “ The cave is ered, the prisoners have escaped, and everyone knows that Villanovaand Barboniare one snd the same person.” “That is —very bad.” “ We have blown up the cave, deserted the castle, and jaken to the mountains.” “ Bad—bad,”’ murmured the witch, shaking her head, Again the witch sang: “ He may suffer much and long, May be weak instead of strong ; But by the stars that pa! the sky, My Barboni ahajl not ” “ That’s more than you know,” said “ Hush | ’’ she answered ; “‘ it is the voice of fate.’ “ Voice of humbug. Give us some crub. Get out je wwavely. ib * You cursed old croaker,” said Bigamini, “are you | 924 let me come. r He pushed the old woman rudely aside, and opty : , Rae LO EE ee ee into the seething caldron. - peared “LT have nothing.” “ What's in the pot ?” he said, lifting the id, and ad. |; an ding with an appreciative sniff—“ stewed kid, I'll swear; that’s good enough for me.” You're no w 6 guest here,’”’ said the witch, “The master sent me here, so make ne bones over it. Im 8 fixture. Get some brandy, and them I'll have a dish of that goat stew.” — With s groan of discontent, the sybil obeyed him. She went toa locker in the rock, and drew out a fancied that he saw, by the glare of the aided by the flickering of the fire, iv quantity of “Got money, has she?” he murmured, look took possession of his face. eredetaladan His hand involuntarily sought his bel ‘with: ed to assure himselt that Iie kasha ota news pay Pcp aod he as T used.” - woman they call Il Spirito, and young mean Luni bave escaped.”? to, the ‘Tue caye's blown up, and the castle deserted.” é ° “Barboni has gone to the hills with his men.* on, _ res ae aeok a “You seem to Bi uriously, @hief,.” said = a “Lhave good reason.” : otaatens Iam his mother,” was nape re “Well, may 1 be s happy Smiffins 1” Bigamini, @pewing 2 long breath. Yos, he ia my son, and I love him dearly, Virgina! he has never treated meta toe “Why should he, you croaking old hag ?** asked Big- to some w hat he is,’’ said the witeh. _ “Ho's a brigand—I'm a brigand—we're all brigands, Ph cag snakes were dead now, and looked like eels ina 8 ¢,” cried the witch. “ Tshan’t.” “ You'll break the spell.’”” sincweet SE 6 8 y the arm to him back. “ Look here, old girl ; you ant ee andI shall have togive you atopper, if you come it too strong,” said Bi, * His meeicrg! tw threatening. He thought of the gold he had seen pboard in the rock. . pire, It — er his. What t matter that the blear-eyed old crone was the mother of Barboni? No a bayena — commit the deed. Heco swear the had killed her on their way back to Naples. ia She was suspected of harboring brigands. What more likely than that the Italians should put her to death, thinking her an accemplice of Barboni ? Unable to resist the temptation, i drew his knife and as she again a! pted to push him back, he struck her. “Oh! Holy Virgin!” shecried and sunk to the The witch uttered seme incoherent sounds. Rising to his feet, Bigamini gazed steadily at the and licked his mistress’s blood, Bigamini, with a ghastly smile. He didnot seeapairof keeneyes looking ab him through the entrance to the cave. _Monday was peering through the im light, which, however, was sufficient to ena! lack to see what had taken place. And what was it he saw? Keurder. CHAPTER VIII, A STRANGE BEDFELLOW. Wuen Bigamini was satisfied that the witch was dead, he dragged the body for some distance into the interior of the cave. itching her down a hole, he bestowed a curse upon her by way of funeral sermon. hen he returned to the caldron. — Sybil had spoilt the mess by throwing in the snakes. He couldn’t eat snakes, so he took up the pot. and emptied its contents outside the cave. Monday retired when he saw him comirg. Washing the pot out at the spring. Bigamini some fresh water in and some more onions, “Tll goand see iflcan’t steal a fowl or ~~ he said aloud, “at some farm-house. Blessed if I ain’t hungry enough to eat a horse.’ Stirring up the fire and putting on some more logs, he walked off, Searcely hau 2e gone befere Monday walked in. sie “ What um Bi ..1 doing here?” he asked himself, The wolf bared his gums at the black, but the lattes, | not being afraid of him, caught bim-by the neck. Holding him in his arms he teok him outside. ~\ Here was the savory stew that the snakes had The wolf appreciated this, and fell to with an appe- tite. Speedily goat’s meat, and even snakes, disappeared down his ous swallow. When he had finished his supper, he came up, and ruboed his head against Monday. He seemed to say: You’re not a bad sort, andI’m much obliged to you for this good feed.” \ j “ Poor wolf, nice wolf,”’ said Monday, patting him, Monday had seen the dead body ot the witch, and witnessed the carrying away of it by Bigamini. ; He guessed that a murder had taken place, though eo Bigamini’s object could be he was unable to come jecture. Presently he would come back with the fowls. An accomplished thief and ruffian like would not have much difficulty in finding a hen-roost, And when he found it, his scruples of co: would not prevent him from wringing the necks some roosters. He would come home and put them in the pot. This would make a splendid supper. Monday was hungry, and he determined to cut Bigs amini out if he coukl. The witch had been accustomed to sleep in a ttle bed placed in a hole cut out of the rock. Sheets she disdained as luxuries. : But she had blankets and a counterpane. ‘ that Bigamini would sleep in heg Pickin; & piece of rope, he called the wolf to * Poorewoll, come toum Monday; um good wolf, said, The animal, being accustomed to human sodlety, and for Sbatahenn came. like men. Sas maces Sout 0 hearts is through theif Seizng the wolf by the neck again, the black tied his egs together. @ The wolf seemed to understand the threat, and haw some respect for his liver, lay quiet on his back. Then he lighted a lamp, and took stoek of the cave, There were cupl in One wasa until the grab’s Pag : and I may as well rest, for I’ve all day.” Setting down th ledge Pigorene Sy tcc Rg poe se oe aia .¥ , dows the clothes." ™* *@vanced again and pales raphe oles ake ue 5 ja
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MAKKAWAY TRAPPED. -4 5 p “The witch had come to life again, or it was her ghost “Curse that nigger!” he muttered; “the brute’s f tue bed. done me oubol my .vwi supper. [Il square him up Filled with superstitious fears, he retreated outside | presently.” #he cave. Wien he had to some extent satisfied his hunger, he looked round. yoaneend was apparently sleeping. ing up ou Lis hands and knees, with a knife be: Bee: 's teeth, Bigamini determined to send him to joiu the witch. ied wus ulinost upon him, and had raised his hand to strike, Monday had been watching him. — @snake-like bound, Le threw himself on the as- sassin His hard, bony fingers held him down, and Bigamini was completely floored. “ What um do?” cried Monday, angrily. “Oh! Mr.Monday. Oh, sir,” gasped Bigamini,“ don’t please hold my throat so tight.” “What um come to do, then ?”” “The wolf uttered snarl aftersnarl, and Bigimini made Pare it was a spirit. “Tl not come in again to-night,” he said; “I'll sieep im the open. No ghosts for me. Iwasa tool to touch the old hag. I mignt have known she'd raise spirits.” So he went outside and saf on.a stone smokin« his pipe, and castiug frigutened Jooks at the mouth of the eave. Meanwhile the stewing fow!s went on capitally. The smell was most appetizing. ie had licked nis lips. had uotiing to eat all day, and he thought tled Bigamini, he as well a some salt. “ He tou'k off the top of the pot, and plunged the fork Pa oe: Alay mor re GUE Bg bic inS Kk ag ele “Lie,” replied Monday. wee “It’s a fact, on my soul, itis. Let me go,sir. Mr. Monday, you're me ia me.” urprising short time it was gone. ancy oer ieaagt ge of the savage left in him to do without breal. 42 went the fork a second time, and out came fowl ®umber two. Bis sppeti hope Rey t lost its edge, he began tea ye to tackle a thira, Bigamini, meanwhile, was sitting outside the door, @ad he could smell the savory steam of onions and untversiiy-ar race, sir.”” “You try to kill me as you kill poor witch.” “No, sir. Not me, sir. No, sir. Really, Mr. Monday, you are mistaxen.” “Um never make mistake.” b: Hd sir,” continued Bigamini, in a Merge sg the life of a wretched being. Is it not pena that I am an eutcast irom my country ” stewed fowls. a “It’s uncommon good,” he said. “IU goin and bi wu A ipy--y7 um do,” said Monday. © Eatering fhe iva, stared ack inamanmment, | “Biase anya wl fon your fotos for over There was somebody eating his su; a ang he cautious! “/ b roomed y pper. more, sir,” replied Bigam The sarge “You shall sleepin um witeh't 's sed e Bi 's repentence changed again to despair. ‘oly Moses I’ he gas “Um not like that?” as ed Monday, with a tg “I'd rather die. There’s a ghost in that bed. Monday raised his knife. “ Die, then,’ he said. The fear of death again atéacked the wretched Biga- mini. “Ill do it, sir,” he cried, eagerly. “Don’t strike, Mr. Monday ; I'll do it.” “Come on, then,” said Monday. He raised him up and led him to the bed. Pulling the clothes down a little way, he pushed him it could not be a «Fey because ghosts don’t eat, “Tsay, you fellow there, what are you doing?” he was Monday's turn to start new. “Um Bigswini,” he mutterel ; “make haste now.” He had jast finished the third fowl, and he dipped | gato the = for the fourth start, forward. “ erin a herent if you do,” he said ;“ you've had Monday jumped up, holding the fowl on the fork in @pe hand, and bis knife in the other. “Um want to be stuck like um stuck um witch ?’’| ; ge, eho yd Rede ar mea in, but, at the same time, he cut the wolf's fore paws: “Is it you. Mr. Monday?" he said, “ Whathave you he Sete ET be S88: 08 Port Relenep done your | “Tm on the warpath, ,” Feplied Monday. * Keep off” ¢ he could use his teeth and his claws, neverthe- -‘* How did you come here Bigamini lay still, trembling. He could feel something warm near him. What could it be but the ghost of the poor, helpless woman he had murdered, he could not imagine. Cowards with weak minds will believe ————- Ue really fancied that he was in bed with & t. $2 um cu dare say ead Monday. — “If um move, um get this, mind that,” Mon- *4 Well, you are @ hog,’’ sai: Bigamini, day: showing his knife. “What fowls to hungry man?” gamini cowered down under the blankets. The wolf was nevér a very amiable animal, and re- cent events had not tended to improve his temper. He to use his claws, anu he scratched his bed- ae iM, pon Lae said Bigamini, in a persuasive “Lie st * “Oh, oa Rast That's my—oh, Lord! do be ier Have you eaten the lot, and Isitting out- 5 pelt Teplied Monday, cracking the lastleg “Well, I'm blowed; I didn’t think it was in you, Mr. It's an im again Masry “/ me now, , grinning niet.” gulped as Fond annoyance. « bien wolf put down his nightcapped head, and began up with the soup,” be said. “I’m to bite. pena a “[ say,” roaved Bigamini ; ‘turn it up.” ~ What's um row?” asked Monday. me the witch is on to me.” “It um fanc “No, Mr. Monday, itain’t fancy. Oh, oh!” “Tell um it Is.” “Itcan't be, when I’m having bites taken out of me.” “ Lie still and hold um noise,” said Monday, , “T can’t, par cine ehhh wat Bigamini could bear the ure no lon, The wolf was punishing him severely. nie He jumped out of bed, and past Monday, ran out in the darkness. * Um little Bigamy-too = for me," * said Monday. “Never poees um. a Going to the bed, he ene" the gk and went out of the cave to look for the tail Bigamini was walking along ‘the road, uttermg moans and rubbin Monday Tepe him well in view. Not! would have induced Bigamini toggo back to _ forme.” meant to tell the cave at all, because the soldiers were about it. The sybil had said she was Barboni’s mother. br dn Tw begee found she was dead, and knew Bigamini had been there, he would blame him for the But Bigamin{ intended to put the blame of her dis| Wer down on a mat in the Pas Se ee, hand on his of the brigands, who were encamped at the foot of the mountains, He was thoroughly exhausted. Giving the password, he was allowed to enter the on campment. Gus Darrel was in command. A short distance higher up the hills was another de tachment, commanded by Hunston. While higher again, in a position admirably for delense, was ‘boni, with the bulk of his Darrel’s duty was to make raids on the farms, and procure food, as well as to keep a good Jookout. When Monday saw Bigamini join the advanced post of brigands, he was satisfied. “ Got um now,” he muttered. Incredible as it may seem, though sleep for eighteen hours, and — most cf the time, he felt no fati - ee a = as roa as paint. “4 ins ° a + Ao Cat off across q@untey made his way back ~Scenes. — the tact hed Se an tae a rt SsPTER IX. “You CAN'T KIKR + .HE LITTLE MeN you Exow.” Wen day broke, .asnday was truaging along the Toad to Naples. In front of him he saw some men approaching. As they drew near he made out that they were — 80) diers. At their head, on horseback, were an Italian officer — and an Englishman. onday went on at a fast pace. “Halt 1” cried the pl officer, as he beheld ‘enaked black man approacliing. “Mast’ Walter,” said Monday, “ don’t fire, sare; it am Monday.” The Englishman was Walter Campbell, and the quielg eyes of the a had discovered him before he was re: - The little Coxswain rode up eagerly. “Is it bem Monday ?” he said. “Yos, sare. “Have Pe found out anything ?”” um brigands, sare,” Foun “That's good news. How did you manage it ?” “Followed um Bigamy, sare.” He bad eae 3 spy a8 ee said Walter, “I the “By Jove!” “I always thought fellow was a bad lot.” “ Where Must’ Harvey, Mist’ Mole, and that Yaskee man, sare.’ « They’ re_on the lookout somewhere,” replied Wak ter. “ But I have come out on special b vabenaa? “What that, sare?’ “You know Miss Lily Cockles.” ‘ “Do Monday know his own head, sir?” ae “ Well she has disap; and left a note whe bo cae to cana the Di Villanova in the tle “The Panes is Barboni, sare,” exclaimed, Monday. “Ofcourse. We know that now.” “What um do?’’ “T don't mind telling youT love Miss Lily, and , Imean to om 4 this business if I can Fak, oes right, sare. - love opee. Sir ney wson—him dead now—try take her way. day stop that.” “Are your bri; swain, een to “Not so vi Mion’ fh “T'vea g mind to have = cus tn at them as Igo by on my way to the castle.” : “That not um bad idea,” said Monday, nlay. approvingly. “I can't make ont vie Rew ceca 80 foolish ; but this brigan las established ag influence over her, ek command far off?’ asked the little com “Who you think the brigands whereIee Bigamy go, sare ? i oe 688. wre him, sare. “He is tho brigand’s son He's own son, yon know,” answered Walter; “we've Lady Darrel and the poor boy they - go and settle him, sare,” replied Monday. | = io oak es celal ee oe comaning in! ” nm sare. Muc done Mast’ Jack not feo Ba ovigg tug 7” ‘ “Come ai Lead me brigands.. a brush with Bind scones will give me appetite breakfast,” answered Walter. 2 ba ¥ accordi turned ro’ The little coxs' spoke to ger officer in and the whole y followed the black, So Shea : straight.to the encampment of the - ; Scouts were thrown out by the latter, and sent ¥ es their orders, thout 7 ¢ Darrel saw the enemy coming and poe bavere and treated. But Monday led the handful of spot where they were encamped,
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They were from the rest of the combatants, @wirg to the brigands being driven up the hill by the soldiers. Asa rule Lan don't fight well when there is no plunder in vi Barboni pina nel with them to animate them by his Pipes b had been surprised, which was another thing against them, _ Seeing himself cut off ‘rom his men, Gus Darvel ht 1 hard as he could, e drew his sword and lunged at his opponent, who yas only armed with a pistol and a dagger. The did him good service, however. His shot broke Darrel’s sword arm. The weapon fell trom his hand, On dashed the little coxswain with his dagger and PP it into his breast. “ You killed Lieutenant Cockles,” he said. « And I'd kill you if I[could,” replied Darrel, sinking back. “ dare say you would,” answered the little cox- ewain, dealing Him another blow. “But you can’t Kill all the little men, you know.” Darrel sank back with a groan. “I'm uot very big,” continued Walter, “still I’ve been big enough to settle you.” “Let me die in peace,’ * said Darrel aon (li help you, if that’s all,” answered Walter, Parle him another stab in the region of the heart. denly Monday s yoice was heard. “Do um duck, sare!” The waruing came only just in time, Walter ducked his head, and a bullet fired bya fugi- fave brigand hissed over him. “Now I'll see to your father,” said Walter, camly. Darrel turned up the white of his eyes, and then be- game rigid. He was dead. Lieutenant Cockles was avenged. Having lost two-thirds of their number, the brigands scampered off as well pee onl, and left the field to the soldiers. The little coxswain was delighted at having killed the brigand’s son. Lily Cockles would be charmed to hear that the erer of her brother had perished. She was not revengful, but sue had her feelings, whieh prompted her to hate the man that had killed her brother. Time passed, Walter Campbell could not — to bury the dead, and the body of Gus Darrel remained stark and ghastly in the sunshine. “ Now for the castle,” said the little coxswain. “Lily aust be saved at all hazards.” Several suldiers had fallen in the struggle. But about thirty remained, and these, shouldering their rifles, bevan their march to Castle Inferno, Monday ‘went ahead as scout. Walter and the officer in command rode at the head of the detatchment, which, Pog a fours, brought up the rearina lon, 8 straggling lin The river Volturuo was crossed at a@ point where it was fordable, and the water did not come up higher a the waists of the men, On the other side of the river a cheery voice accosted them. “Hullo!” it said, het *tarnel et iuee are; Lrg “i heads D ands, I guess, as usual.” wat oDhour-tho: Strack fan on horseback, and with Mowe Fe coudnt rest, after we heard you'd started,” said Harvey. «I'm glad we've met,” replied Walter. “Because I we've _ sharp work poe ow us.” “ Have you been fighting ?” asked Harvey. « Gas be's well tioocok remarked Clear-the-Track “ Monday guided us toa brigand outpost, commanded by Darrel,’’ was the answer. * And you fought?" “Rather! I killed Darrel with my own hand.” “ Bravo, young one !” cried Harvey, one telite a hs rae him he conldn't kill all the itl je mi . to see how he liked it, I killed bim,”’ A coxswain, with a sinile of satisfaction. ee balauce matters. Darrel for = “¥ =fenttay fe let -, suppose ? se waite erent men, they urged their horses torw: HABKAWAY TRAPPED. Ty, until both of them lay sprawling on the floor, Mole fell on his head, which, not being so hard as floor, was considerably knocked about.” The little coxswain laughed heartily at this story. “ Your Mr. Mole is a tall drinker,” remarked Sam. “He can drink a little,” replied Harvey. “He wouldn't blink, I reckon, if you gave him some old rye that would take the hair off a man’s head, and made his inside feel as if he had swallowed a half. -pint of darning needles?” “Not he.” “TI took his cask away this morning, because the doc- tor said he was to be kept quiet,” said Clear-the-Track- “= Didn’t he goon?” “You should have seen him swell and bloat like a mad porcupine ,” said Clear-the-Track-Sam. “TI can fancy I see him,” said Harvey. ‘* He looked at me hard, and says he—‘Mr. Sam, I can generally use my tongue in defense of my rights, but you have committed so gross an outrage on me by taking away my cask, that 1 am silent, because if I was te swear for an hour, I couldn't do justice to the sub- ect.” The young men laughed again at this. “ Any news of Jack?” asked Harvey, after a “No; Monday has made an important Ay cant — ,” answered Walter. at’s that?” “ He has proved beyond a doubt that the little con- employ of the briga they call Bigamini, is a spy in the poy of the brigands.” Poor Carden always thought so.” “4 KS expect Barvori derived much informstion from him and the Contessa Di Malafedi.” “No doubt of it,” answered Harvey, “That young Harkawa;’ 's @ cute little chap,” re- marked Clear-the-Track-Sam. “Yes , he's sharp enough,’ * answered Walter. “He's got my name aspatas butter. What do you think he said yesterday ?”’ “Can't tell.” *Savs he, ‘Mr. Clear-the-Track, if Ee don’t fetch back my pa, I shail have to go after these brigands my- self.” : *« 6 You are not old enough,’ said I, “*Weii,’ says he, ‘I'm not up to your age, but I’m a boy of England, you know, and that goes for some- thin in fighting foreigners.’’ boy resembles his father all over,” said Har. vey, 2 Guess he's clever —— ae the — of = rain- bow,” replied Sam. “Anybody got any liquor “Nota drop,” said Harvey. “That's bad. I feel like wetting my gills, if I can get achance. What with the dust and the sun I'm seer h baked.” = Perhups, when we reach the castle, we can find something in the cellar,’’ said Harvey. “Tcan’t | gener aya yey — by saying on the slip of paper she gone rene castle,” said Walter. “Nor I." “The Italian troops garrison it.” “Very true,” said Harvey. “] remember one thing,” ‘said Walter, “What is 1t?’ “In the woods isachapel. Perhaps he will have a priest there, and be married.” * Not unlikely.” The little coxswain gnashed his teeth with rage and vexation. “Cheer up, old fellow, and hope for the best,” said Harvey. ‘* We may bein time wet.” “« Forward,” cried the little coxswain, impatiently. Leaving word with the officer mE es cn with ‘the Gaining the top of a hill, they beheld Castel Inferno in the valley beneath, standing out boldly in the sun- shine. CHAPTER X. THE FORCED MARRIAGE, Bansont, with an audacity peculiar to him, had de- termined to make Lily Cockles his wife, He had a deep design in doing so. Lily was a wealthy heiress. “we Bb ene in late, after If be could secure her hand, he could to some a ug about al tired though we were, we | island in the Mediterranean, where he be safe ry hesltath to, start mn once when we found you | from pursuit. ud open ane is Cockles.”* Here, loving and beloved, he pgm i Se = ust eetablished some strange influence over | der of his existence in peace and her, Walter,” musing! ngly. As the Prince Di Villanova, Naples aien winatenell del Darrel explained ee pedo ry Nae ar Barbonl, h hunted man, with a price on w a A un a Bier vilasory and without Luxe Pato the |i nis head, . ori uld prolong his existence, rob n the moun: co ong ro ‘wont oF side by side, they continued to chat as they tshvelers, and still be the ring of the the brigands, forward. t “ Where's Mole ?” asked ar / “ Very bad," answered “What's wrong with = per aa “Such a lark; since Mi “hire an English butler to put i fly iy a : Thomas, is as fond of aieecenameet ics me? tight, and Me. Mole got tnt In the nig! , sir,” bala Thosaas, ae some fellow in ts : ET een: fa “It appears that the man we've got, whose is ee his as Me ole his This life had eee prey for him. Yet an existence of love Se aay ka assumed a disguise, and went into Sand trembling girl to Pe ES oe ‘was in the garden. He saw her, San erecta will, he commanded the weak wife, = dg ma that she obeyed. They would be drinking, pamoking, and card-playing, as is the habit of the Continental soldiers, as As Walter had conjectured, he meant to make Lily hig wife in the old chapel. A priest trom a neighboring village had, in return fora handsome present, easily consented to perform the ceremony. Outside Naples the brigand had a horse in waiting. _ The half-fainting, timid girl allowed herself to be conducted to this spot. The brigand Barboni's magnetic influencs completely donteciied ber: Lily Cockles suffered herself to be lifted lightly on the horse. Then away like the wind. Away to the mountains—the bandit's bride, ts were useless, for she was far away from al§ who could help. She had quitted her friends in rash haste, What could she do, poor little bird writhing under the fascination of the snake? The brigand halted at the sybil’s cave, Brutalized as he was, he respected the old woman, who had spoken truly when she said thatshe was his mother. He expected to meet Bigamini here, It was early morning. Bigamini, pursued and watched by Monday, Sear been gone some hours. = had been traveling all night, and stood in need of rest. 2 games my darling,” said the brigand, in tender se cen’ She TIeaned on his arm, and they entered the cave, He was surprised at not seeing anything of the witch. Perhaps she had stepped out to gather sticks, Goin; ha the cupboard, he took out some food and placed it before Lily. 4 She could not eat. Then he placed her on the bed, and waving his hands over her iace, threw herintoastrong magnetic slum voice. ‘ Her eyes closed immediately, and ly sank csi Py ! soft slumber. ‘ Barboni had discovered that he was a Pe a bi the secret of his power overthe weak and gentle girl. The Sait came up to him and licked his hands, make ing a whining noise. “ What is it ?" askea Barboni, a airs whining Sieveapet 4 ¥: e took hold of the corner of the brigand’s cloak with his teeth, and tried to drag him up the cave. x's “ Diayolo !” cried Barboni, “there ig wrong.” Seizing a lamp, he went with the wolf, The animal stop in front of the hole 4n when 4 ni had pat he dead body. mi stooped down, and Ae something huddled ¢ + ber. “Sleep,” he said, in a ee ea up in aheap. ‘ He stretched out his hand. a It came in contact with cold human flesh, Fe Pa 5 gata coma io erie}, stating” back with ne orror. wr terrible suspicion crossed the mind of this man of es Hervons al onaiel, nese ain atrotehee ie his af an ing 8 stre! 3 drew u 9 body. is One glance at his pale and haggard cna otet i A fierce cry welled up from the Ee vottons of his | Falling on his knees, he exclaimed> E “ Mia madre!” “ My mother!” The sight of his murdered more than he fancied he pre ryeiee s Man of cast-iron nerve aud adaman was, he trembled. i A tear started to his eye, and fell upon the Sorpem. a! Loves his mood ch: z . sab The veins on his forehead, ewolies almost to tegen 3 ; ing, stood out like cords. fate lt Rising to his feet, he cried in a'terrible voice: bw « Cursed be the band that sed this blocd? his limbs wither and rot! may all the fiends fortune bien in fire everlasting! Let him be accursed |” and horrible to the front of cave, he sat bowed dc in his hands, with Lily was very tempt- | past- ee Pode igh bo sun aS © somber recesses aut the | warned Barboni is eect Aoi
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HARLA VAY TRAPPED, “ Come, sweet one,” he said, * time is fiying.” “Tam ready,” she answered, with 4 weary sigh. They mounted again, rode to the Volturno, crossed fm the ferry, and gained the lonely chapel in the cae the village priest was, by arrangement, awaiting their coming. “Father,” said Barboni, ‘“‘I have brought my bride.” “Tam ”* answered the priest. “Let the ceremonies of the church proceed,” said Barboni, impatiently ; “ and, cospetto! cut short your | wumeries.” They were alone in the chapel. oF iity stocks fullower had the brigand with him. by his side at the altar, looking more like | aA trance than s living being who fully under- stood what she was doing. Mesmerism, when long exerted, has the effect of| weakening the victim. Lily had been under its influence for some time. So her sbe had no will of her own. Very ay she looked. drooping, she resembled the flower name she bore. The it began to read the services of the Roman ibe head aot pane ou long bed brigand started. net gone on fore the ® His acute sense of neces stood him in good stead. “Hush |" he Sgro ig holding up his hand. A few seconds parsed. “ Per Dios!” he cried in Italian, “ ca tigi “Here they are,” “Tall: het” . “Wo an 1" exclaimed the little coxswain. He fired in his turn; but his aim being wild, oa count of his being afraid of hitting Lily, his bullet struck the priest, who fell to the ground mortally wounded. The holy man clutched his prayer-book tightly with (gee ottwe. hand, and held a crucifix to his bleeding breast with mu He breathed heavily, But still clutched the apart 4 io and stru; to raise it to his livid lips. e gasped, “ receive my sinful spirit, | — om Ra all all bd me men. Holy Virgin | this pain. seed POS The little coxswain had hurried on before oo carried > by love and excitement. They entered the chapel, led on by Walter's cries. Barboni saw the priest fall, and gazed at Lily. * ‘What could he do? The odds against him were tremendous “Death to thebriganct ” * shouted the little coxswain, he his mark. Seas” anid fees * Clear the track ; this won't is as blunt as a pump handle. Clear say-” Oe Dash ier’ replied Walter. “You're just like a girl going to get and are, for all track.” "A ball from the brigand whizzed past his head. “This won't do, stranger, nohow,” continued Clear- | bt eet ged eaeeyres tennae's See enswe tel Si rent nanan lead with canes I cleared the, -. ” said Sam. mind him. See to Miss Cockles,” said advice was not necessary, for the little coxswain ag 2 oer and was supporting the _“ Ain't we oy ocainan puna asked Sam, : He may have followers at hand,” answered Harvey, _ “That's right.” “Better the “Bast to believe it. fm be acase of ‘how was the power that Barboui exercised over “Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart,” he, muttered. married, | e world, softas a pumpkin, Clear the I | subterranean . m Send hin we've iced,” ald Harvey, who looked out | | “Not for me. I'm tee-totally down on the brig- | ands.” | “Cut along then, and see what youcan do,” said Harvey, “Stop a bit; didn’t you say something about the % men there being a chance of liquoring up?” 5, a guess this child's a fixture. The sand on | this continent is kinder on accoantable.” | “Well, it is dry,”’ remarked Harvey. “TI reckon I’ve eat to-day nigh upon a bushel, and if that won't make a man’s inwards want rinsing out, tell me what will, and I'll say I’m not thirsty.” Harvey laughed. The little coxswain had, by his tender care, brought Lily to herself ayain. She seemed to recover her presence of mind now that she was removed from the pernicious mesmeric in- fluence of Barboni. In a few words Walter told her that the brigand had gone away with his arm broken. She shuddered as she saw the dead body of the un- happy priest. That was my fault,’ said Walter; “but my hand shook so confoundedly with riding all day, and the fear of hitting you, that it was quite an accident.” “Is he really gone?” asked Lily, ‘Barboni ?” “ Cleared right out,” answered Walter, Looking up in his face, she smiled through her “*T have been very foolish,” she said, “ Wall,’ said Clear-the-Track, “* that’s a fact.” “It was not my fault though,” she continued. “ How's that ?"" “The man seemed to govern me against my will. You are all kind friends ; you will forgive me.” “ Quick as time,"* said ‘Sam. “We have no right to blame you, Miss Cockles,” said Walter, “but we shall be véry pleased if you think we have done right in coming after you saving you from a thief and a miscreant.” “Of course I am grateful ; only ”’—— Sk * shuddered visibly. “Onusy keep him away from me ia future, or I know | | not what may happen.” “He's a man that'll bear paieen ”” said Clear-the- Sam brought up the rear. They had not far to a as the castle. Here the soldiers received them kindly. Their own detachment, which they had headed con- siderably in their impatience, came up soon after. soveae parties were sent out after the wounded brigan Luch was provided for the English, and Sam png! his uncomfortable thirst in a bottle of right Lily Saeed her strength, and soom became herself ain. wi the ool of the evening the party returned to e8. iar The parties came in without having found | any trace of the enem y- Monday accompanied Harvey and his friends ae fares the river. “Um go no yor sare,” he said. “Why not ?” asked Harvey. “Never live in um town again till um find Mast’ Jack.” “ But your wife Ada wants to see you. Come home for a day or two.” “Me ove my wife very much, sare, but um owe a duty to Mast’ Jack.” “As you like.” a Tell Ada, sare, um quite well, and hope be back | oerTrust me,” said Harvey. moment Monday was his way grew ies bush, to prosecute some idea which had his savage instinct. CHAPTER XI. THE BLACK’S DEVOTION. Sranprne at the door of the chapel, Monday had seen biler,”” Said Cicarthe Track, in a tone of | Barboni making his escape. expected to see him hanging on a sour Fo afew ndap and to the otber side, fee pe wit ay trace of the wo go he imagined that he ge om away by some holsand-corner way with whieh hover uainted. ae the cavern. | & galery ent in ‘the solid rock. | Barboni had used this when Hunston’s telegram had summoned him to une Carden. setae Monday Pha. where was Barboni so likely to goasto the moun hc Darrel's been ronted, and him anche a Oe ee rate tet He wrung the faithful fellow’s Bye and the next ng that the ae place is Semerecaghdl with An examination of the brigands’ cave had shown that there was Aqummuniostion between Castle Infer~o and was foiled for the moment, he why the brigands should upon this idea, Mon hastened to the spet whete Park had been Be. | The corpse lay where it had fallen. Bodies of soldiers and brigands were also about, which also showed that Hunston was afraid te descenu into the plains to bury them, and amxioualy awaited the chief's return. Hiding himself behind a bush not far from the bedy of Darrel, Monday waited. The sun was already sinking in the beayens. A cool refreshing breeze came up from the sea, acd agitated the sultry atmosphere. For more than an hour Monday waited. He crouched like a panther waiting for his prey. Neither hunger nor thirst had any effect upon the wiry savage. He had a duty to perform. Jack Harkaway, his master, whom he loved better than than life itself—more than his affectiunate little white wife, was in captivity. The one idea in his mind was to rescue his master. Comes aee$ a gute whistle sounded - the air, Monday eeney Lecter it, as that peculiar sig- nee = A which Barboni intimated his presence to his en There was no answer. The brigaud raised his voice. “ Vi saluta Barboni : This was the Pren it His tone was no longer harsh and commanding. His broken arm had bled freely, durlng the weary journey from the old chapel to the base of the moun tains. rye ager mg’ i ad ind. A tempes een ng in mind. He was suffering exq ts cor fh “ Vi saluta Barboni ra ene aaa in a louder voice, Only the echoes of the everlasting hills mocked him, Surprised at this portentous silence, he looked care- fully around him His eyes fell upon dead bodies. Upon lieri, in their gay uniforms, pb ha dor2 side by side with brigands ‘in their picturesque cost “Ha!” he cried, “ there Las been 8 struggle, amd and my men are driven back.” He took astep iu advance. “ What is this?” he exclaimed Then came up a ficrce wail, which went to heavea. The man’s sins were fin him out. “My son—my son! Oh, raising his unwounded hand on ojthte: he fell upon his knees, and he had fallen in the 1's cave, when he mourned his mother. “a was not his mother now. It was his only son, whose death he had to He had hoped much from Gus Darrel, and to see him cut off in his prime was a sore and blow. a ogre ng 1” he wailed, in his “ My son—my son !”” he w n agony. His grief tore his already lacerated h Now he saw how sweet were the paths of virtue. How inexpressibly bitter the broad and pleasant road which leadeth to destruction. Astealthy step came behind him. A long arm was outstretched. His throat was seized from behind, and he was thrown one lay’ the gasping, with the cruel, suffocating pres jay there spe Beene tis exeie to start out of his head. mercy !’ It was the first time the proud pep eee a brn 4 successful Barboni had ever uttered those humiliating — words. i -™ had thought, in the pride of his heart, that he would never have occasion to do so. thle wes Gar epee was a day of e Lvs bent over him, poe: a AL A pistol, then his dagger. - You only got one arm,” said the black. “ Nowyou ag Bn Ningsin aa es rose to his feet. In the presence of an enemy he became brave again. It was the torture of the mind that ey him weak, es, said: sie am your priso id “That amo," replied Mon: va “If I mistake not, you are . Harkaway’s Liechk servant?” “Um friepd of Mast’ Jack,” re “Ah, Isee, You perceive ‘that my by a pistol 7. Fe it not 80, y to you.” «Cnt um Post pena bs! eo * Ofcourse you desire the liberation said Barboni. Monday nodded his head. “ Will you exchange me for him ?”* wun am got to be done?” asked a on ke this ring higher up the mountain, to Hunstoni, with an order in my for the release of Mr. Harkaway.” “ Perhaps tail in um trap.” eo,© aid Barboni: “I am fallen. wn reverses and suffered—how keenly, none but m know; tut Thses, not fallen so low as to be by my own wen.” “ Give um eee and um ring,” replied Monday. _ “You will go?” . pA bby adh + “ Do what you like ime,”” replied. . tleman, and he wiil ke . 4 ay son!" he cried, ” ~ “ von, ant
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“To = ht of my signet ring, I omder you toat once and un- tionally deliver up Mr. Harkaway, our Pa geepe ave and well, to bearer, without followin m or or- ganizing and pursuit. ussom.” Barboni gave him directions which way to go. Gallantly Monday climbed the hills for about an hour. | He saw a fire burning and brigands lying around it. Hunston was a - a large stone smoking a pipe. This was outpost N Monday glided past ithe sentries, and appeared in the center of the circle, “ Mist’ Hunston,” ‘he said, as he rose up. “ What the deuce—Monday !”’ cried Hunston. “ Don’t shoot, sare. Me come as ‘bassador from Bar- boni.” ’ Hunston lowered the pistol he had raised. HARKAWAY TRAPIED. Signor Hunstoni, incommand of outpost No.2. * You’ re free to go when you like with your black Detter, made remarks from time to time to | friend.’ Jack smiled incredulously. “Bea man, Hunston,” be exclaimed. “Don’t chaff me while I'm in my Ts sgee ae ; Sat be Mahan em eba But’ — “ Look at this.” Jack eagerly read the order by the light of the fire. “ Jack's face brightened.” ; “Thank you.” he said. ; “I don’t know how it’s been worked, Harkaway, but | you’ ve got your ticlet-of-leave,” exclaimed Hunston, “and as you know me as well as I knew you, I'll speak | the truth aud shame the devil, and say I’m thundering | sorry for it.” ** Hurston, old fellow,” love you, but I don't hate you as you do me.” ’ said Jack, “I’ve no, ceuse to mysteries of the cave, and its connection wii Inferno. Only one cloud remained to be dissipated. This was the absence, in captivity, of Jack. They did not guess that Harkaway was at that mo- ment on his way back to Naples. accompanied by the faithful Monday. Jack's absence notwithstanding, all confessed that they had great cause for congratu ation. So much had happened in so short a ti! The brigand’s power had been cri; aigpled ‘it not de- | stroyed. Mr. Mole was very talkative. “It is my opinion,” he said, “that these brigands are contemptible fellows.”’ “They've shown themselves anything but that,” re- . Harvey. \ * What's the meaning of this?” he La “That's not m - ” “ fault.’ Tackle them boldly,” cried Mr. Mole, “on the net- aa hi ae 6 “No; you've tried to make me a bitter enemy.’ tle principle.”* 3 to taney Pie sew the the black ghost again, amd kmew not what| (| Haven ee th cng ec ; pat Een Bags to said the little coxswain, “Well?” His opinion of Mr. Mole.was not very high. Monday sid out the “taal Saeed ut te other. “If you like to cut this gang, I'll forget the past.| “ What doesanettle do if you touch it lightly?” : By Jove Y” he > sald, “ what has happened ” Le “ar bygones be bygones, and give you another | Lane. rboni um prisoner; * Darrel dead.” ” * mgs.” “ “ ei our start to yourself,” said Hunston, surily. | Of course it stings you for your pains ; but dri . ieee Baie wae te at a remsaet) “s All Fight. I've made you the offer, and if we meet | it boldly, likea saat of mettle, and it soft as suk ree Un n. ee he eo ir are.” again when 7% ‘re going to the scaffold, it won’t be my mains. Now, you've been pottering about, and fs ei asia Eicaabae * this’ onder da caabasant fault, and I shall have nothing to upbraid myself | ting with your brigand.” — Ibs axes ik boat a var re “We shall have him in a corner before long. airas'bs be =e wer, r woteon, = Be me to take my owh course.” “Yes,” saidatiny voice at Emily’s knee, & me give “ifr ANG =a op ies, sare “I certainly shall, after what you’ve said,” it him hot some these days.’’ gl “Don't Lknow my own game better than you can; “Hallo! young Jack, what do you know about it?” pela here, — Ma wai efor Harkaway.” ‘ving his | catch me?” | asked Harvey ‘unston spoke toa who, on ng a T " y instructions, started off at a brisk pace higher = the| Reape: Good-bye,” said Jack. Bie Hom 2 os drew himself up proudly, and ountains. ” ae ” > . = »| “ Why not shoot um brigand, sare?” ask ‘ 0 Wan’ ey. “4 pon ad day hy in um United States, sare, with a savaxe glauce of the eye, : ‘Noone. ‘The siguificance of my remark lies in this a _ “ Monday !”” exclaimed Jac: '° way. fore Icame against you, nothing was done, Daw you cheek me” exclaimed Hunston ee conan on eee Since my arvval th Grgand ten ad fo ta fal” O * —_ ee ‘ “4 uess your're tarna .” sai “It brings back old times to you, Monday,” said andi fares, pany ber forgotten dithosbthings : hy : 5 ibs m , Branton, after & parse. a i “ Mast’ Jack doas him like,” replied Monday, hum-| “Thank you for the compliment.” 4; this something like Pisang and Limbi, sare. bly. “You think it was all through you that Barboni buat — 4 ere Pape ai = fing tumble, unsatistactory Y, ‘ins malumelod you,” said Jac up? % sort o an you, I'm 8: : » “ ” j “ You and I not enemies, Mist’ Hunston?’” pe rex aged marie MACE, but thinks’ Mast’ Jack. en Eecy, replied Mr. Mole, with acomplacent | “No. You're Harkaway's servant, and that’s allI’ve/ + Perhaps never ee Barboni again.” s Why don't you get Harkaway out clear ?”” you.” “ You forget tha: that be etic be Tis. “LT have dore the best I can, in putting Monday en. ve um Monday some drink, sare.” erated by you tf bie s men set me free; and brigand, | the scent. You layeall failed, so, like a skillful gen- “I you'll ll me what's happened, Twill” murderer, | Zhief and blac rd though he is, that is me eral, I try a new card, and dispatch the black.” . *Can’t tell all, sare. excuse for my breakin; with him.” ** A fat lot [expect be’ll do,”’ said the coxswain, “Has Barboni pulled that marriage off?” “You promise noth. “Don’t condemn him just yet. So far my judgment — “No, sare ; it stopped. “You promised it ee my name. Say no more. I} has been good, for up nye + Sb es “Who by ?” would rather panel ee: been a decided success,” replied «Mast? Harvey, little coxswain, and "Merican chap Jack spoke decisively. “I wish he may all eat pp Harvey. " wm not like cos he run down um niggers.”’ Monday was silen “But I have my doubts." F “Oh, have they got some one to take Carden’s Tide Gurnt, tr Whece Vesticcd wid Ban Gti ean, “Don’t be afraid about Harkaway,”’ said Mole. es ad ? and Jack instantly set him free. “ Why not ?” = Yes, sure ; Mist’ Clear-the-Track. “We meet on equal terms at last,” said Jack. “Feel man'e geben many lives as a cat. They’M “That's a rum name.” “T have nothing to say to you, Mr. Harkaway,” re-| never hurt him. I shouldn't wonder if he were : + Tum 7” the “My wound is stiff and walk im at any moment.” ~ Where is Barboni ?’ asked Hunseen. am weak from loss of blood, and my mind is dis- Fay leary pee ge gore “That um secret, care. turbed by the disasters which have befallen me. ae orga " replied Harvey, shaking his bead PR apts “I don’t avant to talk to you,"'said Jack, aati: « Eim lett arm broken, sare.” “Nor I to you.’ As he spoke, the door opened, and Monday rushed — It’s all his own Jault. I told him he ought totake| “Think ta lucky I keep faith with you.” in,looking wild and savage. men with ” said Hunstom ; “but he’s so jolly; “Oh,” said Barboni, blandly, “I knew you were s ite ons attire wae a piece of linen round his lone. eaded ; he won t ge Are you hungry gentleman, Mr, Harkaway ” The ladies uttered a shriek, and young Jack clung to. as well as thirsty ? “Which you are not.” his mother. {x *.0m could break um crust, sare. “That is an insult,” exclaimed Barboni, firingup.| ‘Here umcome,” said Monday, delightedly. Ba } Saad 8 ye you'll get, for we're jolly badly off heeds Jo twenty-four hours have passed over your) — um Juve frome the bottom of um street, andI liek T rations ou shall repent that speech, it” Jack.” ; opp ordered some refreshments to be placed be- Bab Bosh |” as “ — by much, you beggar,” cried Jack, who made fore Monday, who was glad to get anything. “ You'll think of my words in a short time. Cospet- | his appearance in the doorway. 4 He had eaten nothing since the Previous night when | to! you Gon’t know me yet,” said Barboni, ~| “By Jove, it’s Jack!" cried Harvey, astonished ‘ he devoured 9 eee seqnsated & fowls. = es nies 7 nies! said Jack; “the country | Harkaway en Soe site walang her in his * a mgt “Come on, sare.” “ This is too much happiness,” replied Emily, over = ae Tuck's taken a turn,” he remarked, Jack and M quickly disappeared, while the whose eyes came a dizzy film. « Yes, sare.” ee. slowly, and with laborious footsteps, climbed | fonday did a Jance on the hearthrug, and Mr. Mole _ “Bady Darrel and the real Lord Darrel, I hear, are wi, wae taint with "banger, was so excited that he got ot up, and, putting his “wi you've got Mmily back, and now Harka- was taint with hunger, and weak from Joss of| round the biack, a with him. pee "s 2 - A mass of ums and fuchsias overwh “It ‘bout time,” said Monda: DMnneialichs Sovigsh cen Sane auld bak « Um not on um geraniums,” said Monday, sput- : “Barboni wou too, our c@ there was some of the old fire in him when the toring. with his mouth full of bloom. wy the whole gat blown. Who'd have > thought it ese — nst Jack was delivered. “ Yon're better off than me,” replied Mole. “Tve ago?’ some ne Aree f Sh pega in view. only oF ee the earth.” Ho heaved s sigh of :: penaites, batt bafled, foiled and wounded as he was, Bar- They extricated themselves as well as they could. ‘. es jounced the approach of some one. If he gulds thing he meant it. had before: began such a hand-shaking as Jack had never ____ _He was pale and thin, but he cast aglance of defiance was danger ahead. A very desirable ”” said Mr. Mole, still "et Hunston, But Juck was pleased at recovering recovering his iibesty;and spitting out earth ; «I heartily approveof it. We must What do you ee tae “Now,” replied Hunston, “arent you a cantanker a sea cook ?”’ a prisoner, insult me. aes: chains off ad T ean Kick.” Jacks "you 8 os = Poor fel- to laugh af the iilstiveste af the Aafented CHAPTER XIi. JACK’S RETURE. Pee co nr little party was assembled in the of the house <n the Strada di Toledo. iy ~ an Oe <n eae adventures among the) ‘Lady Darrel and Luni, who was much stronger and! i . farkaway’s health.” “ With all the honors,” remarked Walter pares Pager went 1 issing child, an@ Emi Red was pe rg sofa, half-fainting . - Yes.”
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«De tell,” said Clear-the-Track, in surprise. Jack related how Monday had fallen upon Barboni while he was lamenting ,gyer the body of Darrel, and 0 effected an exchan, “ Well,” said Sam, but if this polished skunk ain't a cut above colored gentlemen in usual, {'ll uever touch old rye again,” He turned to Monday. “ Give us your fin, old fish,’’ he added. But Monday was goue to embrace his wife, Ada, and bring up the wine Harvey had ordered. “Are you a friend ot Mr. Harvey's,” inquired Jack. * “J reckon you aren't far out. My name's Clear-the- Track Sam, and I calculate I’m smart enough to bottle wp brigands.” Jac laughed, and Harvey explained how they had made the young American’s ag tmp . Lady Darrel, Luni, and Lady es next camein for a share of our hero's attention. He hala it deal to hear. The fi marriage, the escape of Lady Darrel, Emi- fy and Luni had been recounted hastily to: him by Monday, as well) as the death of Carden. But he now received the details. He was very sorry for Carien, and disgusted at the , epael death of Sir Sydney Dawson. Mis hatred for Barboni increased. Monday came up, dressed, with half-a-dozen of cham- " “I'm death on this “Tl put my morey on a big black man, / Doodah, Doodali, day.” “ Are you fond of si ?” asked Mr. Mote. “Nothing wonder ul,” replied Sam. “Did you ever bear that “ * Yankee Doodle came to town upon * littlo pony, Stuck a feather in his cap, and called it maccaroni ? “I gness you want to insult me,” said Sam. “By no mesus, Mr. —what'’s your name?” replied “ Clear-the-Track is my name.” : “Ah! to be sure: I have forgotten it, though Iknow was some outlandish, over-the-water nickname.” Look here, you'd better watch it.” “Who you?’ asked Mr. Mole. “Why, you mean cuss,” said Sam, * you low-minded swill-tub, guess you ain't fit to black the boots of a ' Bowery Boy. You Long Island loafer, you sand crab, TORE, Gow tr” anid iss Mole, orinking under the " . ua -. terrent of abuse. “ You everlasting ghost, you dead rabbit, you” —— “ My worthy friend.” _“ You Tushing son of a down-east kinky-headed nig- “This is too much.” _-—s Go and lie like a lizard in the sun, you smoke-dried | ald bootjack,’* concluded Sam. _ Mr. Mole sank back in his chair, with his mouth wide , Well, I never did,” he : _ “And may! be eternally ; was never called ‘ fore,” said Mr. Mole. ” Will you own up like amian that you're whipped, thundering’’—— “Don't say another word. I have a power of words, but I’m no match for you.” ‘Mr. Mole held up his hands to deprecate any further attack. ; " # T guess you ain't in if with me,” said Sam, in a tone . of contempt. “ Why, you ain't worth a red cent.” ot "Deon -. . “J own up that I think more ofa buck nigger than I do of That's so. You sniveling brother to a skunk, don't you say anything to this ‘eson I conclude I'm sume pumpkins when you're in - garden.” came up with a glass of champagne. * oper up.” hesaid, “and drink this cup of spark- _ MSife was down on me like a beaver, first,” replied ss * What's the odds? He's old enongh to be your father.” i ebeeked off.” “Harvey,” said Mr. Mole, “I never had such a tor- abuse before” 7 you cantankerous old grizzly, haven't ?” asked Sam. d HARKAWAY TRAPPED. “Having a hempen collar on and dancing on nothing.” Youny Jack was puzzled. It took old Jack nearly ten minutes to explain the Be. «| guess I'm full against niggers, | mystery of civilization called hanging. “I'd cut his head off,” caid young Jack, with a wise look ; “ that better than breaking his neck.” | “We'll see about it, young mau,” answered Jack, | patting his infant prodigy on the head. : CHAPTER XIII. A SURPRISE FOR MR. MOLE. Tre next day Jack sat out in the garden, and had a | heed think,” as he called it. rboni had been roughly handled. | Blow upon blow had fallen upon him, | He was somewhere in the mountains, for though he | | would net stay in the same place where Monday had | | liberated his master, he would have to hide in the fast- nesses. | To descend into the plains would invite capture by | | the soldiers. | His band was weakened. It was reported that several men had deserted. He had Jost Darrel. one of his best officers. So, altogether, the brigand chief was in a bad way. Still he seemed as far off as ever from capture. Think as he would, and as hard ashe could, Jack couldn't decide upon any plan. Emil ed and entreated him, with tears in her eyes, to go « to England and rejoin his regiment. She stole up to him while he was sitting under a shady tree. ~ Jack, dear,” she said. “Is it you, pet?” he replied. “You crept up like a little mouse.” “ Solam a little mouse,” she answered, “and you’re a awd Herce cat.” “You want to pounce upon brigands. Ido so wish you'd give it up.” “T can't, darling.” “Not even to please me?” “1'1T) do anything ‘woes my dear little wife,” he | replied. “Bat you me to do something which would turn the laugh against me here.” “I can't see it,” said Emily, shaking her head. “That's funny, when it’s clear.” “ Explain it to me, Jack.” “Shall 1?” , “Please. I'm only a silly little woman, and you're so brave and so clever, it seems to be folly to stay here after all we have cone through.” “You can go back when you like with the youngster.” “Oh, no, I never could leave you. My anxiety on your account would ‘kill me.” “Pretty, affectionate little darling,” said Jack, ee hair, as she knélt on the grass by his Oe. “Tell, me, Jack, why you can’t give up this life?” she —— oe edt ae the “Simply because I have pledged my w ing | Barbont to“Justice, and my honoris at stake. Must I not keep my word ?” “I should not like you to break it.” —“_— like my own little Emily,” he said, approv- y- “But, Jack dear?” “What?” tear. Suppose Barboni were to steal “J have anew our child ?" Jack langhed. “I should like to catch him trying it on,” he replied. “Why, the scoundrel daren’t show the tip of his ucse within miles of Naples now."’ S$ dixguised even 7?" she asked, earnestly. “Idontt think so. Atall events, there's no danger | of that.’ i “It makes me ha; to hear any 80.” “ Barboni will ~ J on the Irensive in future, and he'll be very thankful if we let him alone,"’ said Jack. “Lady Darrel tells me that you advise her to go to with Luni to prosecute her claim to the said Emily, after s pause. : try om Ae has promised to help her with money, | so that can obtain the title and property.” “ Tuat is kind of him,” “She'll pay Lim buck when she gets what she has a aright to’ and this will be a chance for you and Hilda and our kid to go back to the - “No, Jack dear,” answered termined not to leave you.” * Really ? “Certainly. If you think your honor requires that you mu-t hunt down Burboni, 1 will stop and he!p you rae pg however much I must regret your ‘u- T'll never leave the thief.” Then it’s no use my urging you amy further.” Not in the least.” | estate,” -” “ “ work I have in hand.”” no more, Jack. I won't be afraid, if you're know. I won ad going ?” steamer frighten you with my woman's non- Darrel the to-day, aud tuat poor deserves srtet Bar } nema, though she will never take ha ber aa 7 t, thi re and all the English | should pass very well for a lady from Limbi. eg," ai oe de- | bri 7 Jack, “after her connection with the brig- “All she wants,” replied Emily, “so she tells me, ia to obtain the titie tor Luni, and the money, and she means to live in strict seclusion abroad, though I think she is too much broken down to live long.” “So do I,” answered Jack. ‘ Huwever, go and do what good you can for her, and make some excuse for me not seeing her off, as I want tc put on my thinking cap again.’” ’ “All right, dear,” said Emily. “One kiss befere 3 = “Only one?” asked Jack> “T shall have two if I like. You owe me alotfor be ing away so long," answered Emily, pouting her lips. Jack kissed ber half-a-lozen times aud she away to see what use she could be to Lady Darrel and Luni, though ler heart was heavy again at her hus. band’s firm determination not to leave Naples until he ~ had brought Barboni to justice. She knew his resolute character. She also knew the cleverness of the brigand, and felt sure that he would give them much trouble yet. “Poor Emmy,’’ said Jack to himself. “it isn’t a waz likely lookout tor her, but I must stick to Bar- mi.”” If Jack was plotting, so was the brigand. Cruelly beaten at all points, with the murdered bodies of his mother and Lis son before his eyes he plotted. The result of his reflections will shortly be seen. While Jack was in the garden, unsuspicious of com- ing evil, Bigamini was in Naples. an had come disguised as an Italian peasant selling t. His first visit was to an old clothes shop, where purchased certain articles ef ladies’ wearing was a friend of his, gate The Jew who kept the es | and being well paid for his second-land goods, assisted him all he could. Ling Bigemini put on a very dress over his own clothes, and a net of showy colors. He shaved off ali the hair on his face. : He then blackened his skin with walnut juice, te make himself the color of Monday. Taking a look at himself in the glass, he thought he His plan was to obtain access to Harkaway’s house in the disguise of a toreign woman, because he wished te pass as Mole’s wife. He had heard much of Ambonia. ; Mole declared that she went down with the shipwhen™ it was wrecked. ; we But Bigami~i intended to swear that she was saved and had come to claim her husband, finding him eut with much difficulty and after many days. It would be a to Mr. Mole. Bigamini hated Mole. It was not nek, moog s his hatred that ed ae persouate his ie, bat because Le wanted to inte When made up, Bigamini made a capital Ambonia, He had a squeaking voice like a woman's, amd he could act tolerably well. 7 Having made himself up to his satisfaction, he left the old clothes shop, and started tor the housein which the friends were staying. Monday had got rid of the butler, who was put im his ae during his ce on the m1 “Um soon give him a dirty kick-out,” he remarked, And he did. 2 The man went withont an hours delay, and Monday was reinstalled in his pantry. ‘ oe Mole took possession of = arm-chair, as before. 2 was a very hot morning when Bigamini waa carry- ing out the orders ot his superior, : RA geass constitution required a good deal of see e found that iced champagne agreed with hime markably well. Se tia At jay he drinking this refreshing beverage, and smokii Serentes in the pantry. Ai ~ 2 With his stretched out on a chair, and Monday standing near him, Mr. Mole looked an Eastern pasha. - Clear-the-Track ha to by, on his . seat here aoe
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— DS “I’m sorry for the royal family you belong to,” re- Sam. «+ What um sorry for?” “Guess you'd better chalk your mug,” said Sam. “ Go out of this,” said Monday. “Certainly not. I’m a guestof Ur. Harvey, and gou're the boss's help.” “You no right m my pantry.” “Turn me gut, then.” Monday made a rush at Clear-the-Track, who struck out, but the black ducked his head, seized the Ameri- pan by the leitleg, and threw him over his shoulder tuto the passage. Picking himself up, Clear-the-Track laughed and Pubbed his back. “Guess that’s a lick,” he cried. “Where did you gearn that chuck, Sambo?’ “Tm name Monday.” “ “Well, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, whe taught gou that little game?”’ “Um want toknow?” es) “I reckon I do, or I shouldn't ask. “ Then um better find out.” Monday was about to close the door when @ noise of footsteps was heard, “Who come now?” hoe asked. A woman appeared at the door. “What um want here?” cried Monday. “Don’t you know me?” replied the woman. “ You black woman.” fr “Yes ; I come from Limbi. “Ha! that my island. Who you want?” “My husband.” “Who him be?” “Mr. Mole. I am Ambonia.” “What!” ee re you Mist’ Mole’s wife? drowned at sa.” ae apres ; for four months I have been very ill. Where is he? ‘They told me he was here.” Mr. Mole heard this discussion at the door. He got up, shaking with tear, and took a cautious Jook It was enough for him. Retreating, he crawled under the table, making fran- tic signs to Monday. “ Comein, mum,” said Monday. “How you leave em all in Limbi? Did um want King Matabella back ?”’ Morday certainly did not recognize Ambonia in the figure before him, but then she had spoken of a long iliness, ahd that miyht have changed her very much, Ishan’t talk about anything,’’ replied the pretend- ed Ambonia. “What I want my husband, and I qmean to have him.’’ She walked in and looked about her. Mr. Mole was nowhere to be seen. Turning to Clear the-Track, she cried : “ Have you seen Mr. Mole!” “That's a question,” replied Sam. Dra a knife, she continued : “T have black blood in my veins. I will kill those who trifle with me.” Sam had no particular wish to be stabbed, and he en- ag oer pee as ell as anybody. ‘ des which he owed Mole a grudge. Pointing to the table, he said : “Moles bide in the dark.” The false Ambonia took the hint. Seizing « stick, she began poki Come out,” she cried. ‘ Once od I’m a miserable Mrs. Mole.” Groans proceeded from the region below the table, “TI will have my mghts. Maria! as these strange people say, I will be revenged.”” Were more pokes with the stick. Mr. Mole had a narrow escape of losing one eye, and his upper teeth were Jousened. . Getting up, he showed himself. “What the deuce do you mean, woman ?” he cried, subbing his back. Ambonia threw her arms around him, aad held him ih ee embrace, as if atsight of him all her anger wanished. “Oh, Isaac! oh, my Mole!” she cried, “do I clasp fhee in my arn:s once more ?” 1 wish you wouldn't clasp so tight,” he answered. *You'll have all the breath out of me.” What =, ® . BS i Bee . Y«% adventurer?” con + you # trade by which you ean gain your a “ youa = se “No; I shall some . oy Ae OSS eee live ee haters and 8 4 * ” 4 :) Si young Harkaway’s tutor,” continued Mole, — with dignity. Paon't wang en and spamge oe uae ) friends, wit a view to marrying an heiress.” Bree a you mean?" asked the little coxswain, — turning ai “You may well blush, tore th tp Hae . You hope to marry Miss Cockles, with er six thomenaeal year, and then you think you Can live on her and never do a stroke of honest work in your life.” * ‘ he coxswain was about to rush on Mr. Mole again. But Jack laid his powerful band on his ghouldeq him. “Dou't do any more,”” he said. ~ “Isn't he an insulting old beast?” = sf es <) fe won't; be ded by me, please,” ¥ Tn bis guict, rm way. rE Whe iis ealio wea Mole is ** Whatever 5 guest, I'll have no more of this.” 3 = - “Thank you, Mr, Harkaway,” said Mr. Mi “vo a gentleman, I wish I could say as much paps. your friends, “Guess he’s given you toko,” said Sam. Mr. to place him to bring m ace ae a , but really nae fe gould not answer any q
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~" what I heard. was 4 common report,” re; ‘alter. : Clear-the-Track, “ o something speculating in gold. Well, that’s the “ We shall be out of the crowd,” said Walter. | “I'll pay. Clear the track, there.” | Sam pushed his way to the door, and taking some ; notes from his pocket, paid for the room. They ascended the stairs, called for wine, and lighted help she could, well knowing that he was Bar- | their cigars. The view was excellent. They could see the scaffold erected in the center of the square, as well as the gloomy walls of the prison from which the contessa was to emerge. Out of the surging throng, they conld see every- thing without being jostled and pushed about. = quarters,” said Walter. “Very,” said Sam. A double row of trcops surrounded the scaffold, and at each corner of the plazza was a small force of horse soldiers. The Englishman remarked a number of men in the crowd who wore slouched hats and long, cl ; They were standing in threes and fours. A tall man went from one knot to another, and spoke a few words earnestly, as if giving instruc- tions. “Those fellows look deucedly like brigands,”’. ex- claimed Walter. “Well,” replied Sam, “I don’t know that you are wrong. “Barboni’s a daring fellow if he means to try a “ Shall you interfereif he does?” “Not I,” replied Sam. “Itisn’t our business,” said Walter. A bell began to toll solemnly. The gates of the prison opened, and a party set out way to the scaffold. was formed by the efforta ofthe police and who kept the people back. curses or an, cries were heard. mob seemed to sympathize with the culprit. the scaffold stoed the executioner. No g In front of the procession came a priest, carrying a huge cross. After him were six priests praying. Then came twelve soidiers. After them walked the prisoner. She was clad wholly in white wearing a loose robe, and her head and feet were bare. On each side of her walked a helding a cruci- fix, and consolations of the ehurch. ; Suddenly the priests in advance began to chant the It sounded like a dirge for the dead. At intervals the bells tolied. The contessa’s eyes were red with w g, butshe | Lil Then a loud voice was heard. It rang through the square, and found an eche in the walls of the houses. “ Visaluta Barboni !" It was the proud cry of the inigand chief. Away went the horse and its rider and his burden. Sparks flew from the stones beneath the feet of the gallant steed. In vain were shots fired after him. Fruitless were thefefforts of the cavalry to escape from the crowd an@® pursue the robber. = was off pod = rte ipso: a bow. e from the sight of the heaving, ting, surging multitude like a flash of lightning. fe ~ And with him went the prisoner. The cloaked burden he carried with him was the Con- tessa Di Malafedi. Barboni never forgave an enemy. But at the same time he never derserted a friend. There was a great commotion in the crowd, The soldiers were striking right and left. bie hae of rage the mob scattered and fled right and left. . This gave the cavalry room toact., But it was too late. “ Bravyo!"’ cried the little coxswain. “By Georgel that Barboni’s a plucky fellow.” “May I have snakes in my boots, and be whipped by a nigger, if ever I saw anything like it.” “ He cleared the track, as you say.” “ Guess he did that fine—rather.” The slouched hat men disappeared with the It was with some disappointmenf that the separated and sought their favorite cafes or their e8. They had been cheated out of the execution. Barboni bad rescued his friend and accomplice, Contessa Di Malatedi, and soon would be sheltered in the bosom of the everlasting hills. Those among the crowd who were injured by the soldiers, or t en on by the horses when the cavalry rode the people down, were taken to the hospital. Soon the square was deserted. - Only a patrol of solliers remained. Walter and Sam returned to the Strada Di Toledo. “Well,” said Jack, in time for dinner, if the horrid sight you have witnessed has not taken away your appetites.” “They don’t deserve any dinner,” remarked Emily. “ I shall never like them again,” observed Hilda, with a shudder. “ What are you storming at?” asked Walter. “Why, you eoeet toknow. You've been to see that poor creature killed.’ “ We haven t seen anything of the sort.” ae you not go?” “ Yes.’ “Then you must have seen it.” . “ There is no ‘ must’ about it,”’ replied Walter. ibe es 2 mystify me,” said Jack. “How did sh¢ eo?” “She didn’t die.” . “Eh?” “you're just “You women are always tender-hearted,” replied & slightest q gest ae said Hil contessa 4 “ with Emily,” da. “The heswetneed quoaghs” A : “ | don’t think we ought to kill anything,” remarked iy. ay held up her head bravely, and flashed at the| “I'm knocked into a three-cornered hat,” sald Jack. crowd. “ The devil must help Barboni.” : ar Her lang Went hair streamed over her shoulders. Monday appeared at the door. Behind her came more soldiers. “ Dinner on um table,” he said. In their rear was another body of priests,and last of| The ladies and gentlemen paired off, and the whole ali came several prison party descended to the dining-room. ‘ The contessa cast a from time to i time round the square, as if looking for some one. aie aoe age From the cafe where posi- on 3 tion, she saw ae flutter. CHAPTER XV. ; a Was ita ? yy , Walter Canapbel! saw aden. = YOUNG JACK DISAPPEARS. ai Pe” y “Tsay,” he exclaimed. Durine ner nothing was talkedof but the escape ch “ What?” asked Sam of the contessa. “Did you see that white flag fluttering from the window of the next room ?” ~ Yes; what of it?” iy . 41t’sodd. How well the contessa Isn't she beautiful ?”" Suddenly there was a great swaying of the crowd. wen in slouched hats whom Wal Fy if ; were fired, and knives used freely. fey i BE ag ; E : z 3s = 8 = !’ exclaimed Walter, excitedly. _ A, om horseback, atthe northern extremity of % hp: 7 to the peers Toate to meet the elite of Neapolitan " , poo a sure to obtatn thd opinions ef ety. ” was sipping his iced lemonade, and His. of the events were ane i which were calculated to st ; oP S Bigamini had recovered from the ts wag we, ba th pan Dad weed. | e on his return. Towards evening, When Bigamiri beard him ' groan and be in great pain, =] Tete a
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Monday, grinning. At nine o’clock Zgamini asked for my brandy and *rater, and a slice of bread. This Monday ey him with. “Won're very kind to me, Mr. Monday,” said Big- amini, humbly. ** Um like to do what's right, ”” answered Monday. “It’s more than I deserve.” “That's true enough.” “Ym a wicked wretch. You don’t know how bad I 4m, Mr. Monday.” , Um make p' sf good guess.” “ Pve commit bigamy, and even murder. Ah, it Was an unlucky hour when lleft my wife and came over here to turn brigand,”* “ Soon be all over,” said Monday, jerking his head on one side with pantomimic ‘action, to indicate that he would speedily be hanged. “ Well,” = Bigamini, with a sigh ofresignation, bf: Wh: kill witch ? Wh try poiso: “ Why “yo =a poor ‘ou poison e ?? asked Monday. hi “It's all Barboni’s fault.”’ “Isit?” “ Yes,” said Bigamini, with a shake of the head. “ He tells me to do certain things, and if 1 refuse, he would kill me.” ** Indeed ?”” “ Oh, it’s a fearful thing to be a b: d.”” “Um want more brandy ?” asked Monday, thrown off bis guard by the little man’s s=>missive manner. “If 1 may tax your good nature so far, I should es- teem it a favor to have another glass.” “ Very well.” “ It comforts my stomach after this poison.” ~ All um own fault.” “* I know it, Don't overwhelm me with reproaches, Mr. Monday.” Bigamini munched the bread, and Monday gave him some more spirit from a bottle ;which he held in his band. Presently Bigamini said: “ What do you think they, will do with me, sir?” “ Give you up to-morrow.’ “To whom ?” “Um , Isuppose. Then um be tried for being a and try to poison.” “It will soon beover. Ah, me how differently my fate might have been. Mr. Monday, take my advice.” “ What that? *’ ** Take warning from me, and beware of the first false step. If 1 had never been a wicked Smiffins,1I should not have been a miserable Bigamini.” “ That's so.” “And if I'd never been a miserable _ Bigamini, T should not now be a condemned brigand.” J { “ Honesty um best policy,” said Monday. “Oh, yes. How the lessonsof my childhood come back tome!” said Bigamini, clasping his hands in mock humility. “How I call to mind the simple prayers I murmured at my mother’s knee!” He covered his face with his hands and wept. The tears streamed down his cheeks. “Don’t um cry,” said Monday. ‘‘Every brave man ought to be able to die.” “I'm not a brave man, kind Mr. Monday. “Have drop more of um brandy, and then I lock um up for um night.” “No more, Shank you kindly. I wish to spend the es back on my past life.”* heard the news?” said Monday. “Wada? Do you mean about the contessa? Has Barboni done it, yeh? Quick, speak man!” cried threw off his sentimental, whining manner, and tement. Z : evinced real exci Ot amc y et tear gec ntessa. “ Bravo | Barboni can do 1 it. Hurrah! We're in it PPeried Biganini, getting up and dancing about the Mo: stared st him in amazement, ot Ny hip abe son tomate zoe a nor don’t mean tobe,” ed Bigamint, gam he drew from Aten ah of his coat an ne nes tee foes the of the bedstead, aemeen oe neo when he ty offered. " Monday shrank back. x ihe Dez pet Bigamini fell u: took him surprise. The bar bod his head. , He staggered and wank down with an inarticulate eth a for you, my black beauty !” cried him with & suddenness which He’s quiet make ‘ace more into their hands ‘The spy had Kis own clethes on under the feminine _ ‘garments he had donned to represent Ambonia. - _ Slipping these off, he was once more Bigamini the ‘Teeusping the tar of iron, soas to be able to attack nyone who might impede progress, he es tn the lock e was turned it, and taking it out, put it in his pocket. Peon the bo house several times#he knew his a a a HARKAWAY TRAPPED. vpen door of the drawing-room. Emily was at the piano. She was playing and sing- ing a plaintive song. Bigamini heard the words : “And my darling, though absent, is thinking of me.” kt so think of me when he comes back,” he mut- Lily and Hilda were talking together. Mr. Mole had gone to sleep in the arm-chair, with a —- handkerchief over his face to keep off the = ae up another flight of stairs, Bigamini came to the nursery. A lamp was burning on the table. In a small cot, young Jack was fast asleep. From his pocket Beamia took a rag steeped in chloroform. This he laid over the faca ‘of the sleeping boy. With his heart beating quickly, he waited for the space of a minute. Then the drug had done its work. Young Jack Harkaway would make no sound now. “You're a settled member,” said & diabolica) grin. He wrapped the young gentleman up in the quilt, aad taking him in his arms, quitted = 5k nursery. No one heard him descend the s The servants being at supper, the and Monday laid by the heels with a Was nobody to stop him. He gained the street. Out he ran into the darkness. On, on, until the lim- its of the city were passed. On the Pompeii road a carriage and pair was waiting. Near it a man with one ban ore joenene, “You've been long enoug m “ Pardon, Signor Hounstoni,” replied Bigamini. is achance thatJ am here at ‘all,”” « How’s that?” “J got nabbed.” ««Tt’s all right now, though ?” “Yes.” tlemen out, head, thers “ Have you got the kid?” Bigamini pointed to the burden he held in his arms. “Jump in quick,” said Hunston, “The soldiers are about everywhere, and it’s not safe to linger.” “T’ve heard the news, signor.” “Don't stand jabbering there. Jump in, I tell you, or I shall have to help you.” Bigamini entered the carriage. Hunston took a seat by his side, the coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage rolled off at a rapid pace towards the Volturno. Lighting a cigar, Hunston offered one to Bigamini. 'd rather have a drop of something to drink,” said the latter. “Why ?” “T’'m not strong ‘enough to smoke, but I'd better tell you what has happened. 2? “ Fire away.’ Biganaini related the adventure, and — having compassion upon him, handed him his flask. “1 wish you'd poisoned the lot,”’ he said. “But you haven’t done badly. We can hit Harkaway through his child.” «Is it true, signor,” asked Bigamini, “that the con- tessa is free ?’’ «Yes, we managed that very well. It wasa regular urprise for the soldiers,”’ ¥ is she with the master?” “Of course. Don’t —_ know that the Contessa Di Malafedi is Barboni’s wife? “Never |” “She is.” “Who'd have thought it ?” said Bigamini. “She’s been his wife this ever so long, and that’s why she he}ped him and us so often. “‘ Barboni can do it when he likes,” said Bigamini, in a tone of admiration. * This is the biggest thing he has done yet, but he swore he would not desert her. We had all sworn to die rather than leave her in the lurch.” “Did you lose any men?” “Only two. Lots of townspeople were shot and bayoneted, but I drew off our fellows directly we had completed the surprise,” answered Hunston. “I'm glad they didn’t hang her, poor lady,” said Bigamini. ‘I’ve got a horror of being hanged.” “ sae have I. Don’t talk about it,” said Hunston. ini uncovered the child’s face, and the moon- light played upon the quiescent features. "= By Jove! isn’t he like Harkaway?”’ exclaimed aren plied Bigamini. ‘He i “ es, ” re « fe is. ” “ He’s the image of the old boy. I'd swear that was Jack's son among a thousand. “Wonder how he'll look without his ears,” said Bi with a grin. . “Will you try that cant on with me?” he exclaimed. Bigamini wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and sinking into a corner, rocked the child and made no answer. scent his eyes glared in the semi-darkness like live ea he = dared he at have stuck a knife into as he hing his mind. as scvsy toured bea brandy by Bigamini. had escaped rowel 4 “Um langh t’other side “ty sonth, now,” said"" “reeping up the stairs, he paused a moment at the, his cigar in silence, while the carriage was being itination. driven towards its dest Young Jack remained stupefied with chloroform. He uttered neither plaint nor cry. CHAPTER XVL THE DISCOVERY. Mr. Mote pe up suddenly and kicked over —_ “Dear me!” eé ed Emily ; “whatever is matter, Mr. Mole.” “I've had a bad dream,” he murmured. “ What about ?”” “I thought some one planted Harkaway in the ground like a Fae and then another man came and chopped him down.” “How absurd !” said Hilda. «Isn't it ?”’ remarked Emily. “T believe in dreams,”’ mf Lily Cockles. “and ¥ hope this one does not mean bad luck.” Suddenly Monday’s wife, Ada, ran into the room, She 9 up her hands ‘despairingly, and seemed in great gri bar aa am!’ she said. “Oh, Mrs. Harkaway 1” Emily sprang to her feet. “What is it, Ada?’ she asked. Oh, ma’am,I can’t find words. It’s too dreadful,” All a mother’s apprehenzion were aroused. Emily became deathly white, but did not faint. Seizing the girl by the arm, she pinched her till she hurt her, sa “Speak woman, ns Master Harkaway" ‘8 gone, ma’am.” “Gone?” “Yes, ma’am. He isn’t in his cot, and I’ve looked all over the house for him.” Emily sank back She would have fallen had not Hilda caught her in her arms. “God in His mercy help me and take pity,” mur mured Emily. “Be ee dear,” w. red Hilda. ” Cafe Di Europa were au They were conversing merrily. Jack appeared in the doorway. He saw his wife half fainting in Hilda's arms, “ What is the matter ?” he asked, anxiously. His voice aroused her. “Ob, Jack! Our son—he is Oo Ada can’t find him. Heaven help us,” sobbed Emil at Ada, “ee child gone ?” repeated Jack, ook her. roughly. “Why don’t you speak?” he cried “Tt is true, sir,”’ she answered. “Where have you been ?? “TI only went to my supper, sir, im the ball with the other servants.” “ We flas joner safe ?”” Harvey. 1 see,” replied Jack, a a across They tried the door. It was locked, and, in the absence Monday, who, pein! he part of jailer, held the key, rh were open. tg door fl ack to the baxlanrene onslaught from without Monda; wy = his back groaning. He had lost | bioes , and was weak in consequence, f ng him up, Jack placed him on the bed, and Harvey down his throat, When he could speak, he told how he had been at tacked He knew no more. Jack comprehended The spy = and taken with him the child, Harve: old u: oer ‘3 head, Jack Ly eettooed bis * sorro a Emily was hysterical, an ost ton cae into sed to be 6om: ret Bear wp, daring,” said Jack. “We will soon have. “Oh, a aust’. -she cried, between her sobs. “ Bag- boni will kill him.” raise What would that attain 2” Depend upon it, he will ropes “3 host- to make terms for <= Ne
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Many had been killed in fighting, some had deserted, and altogether his force was con- siderably reduced since Harkaway had made up his mind to exterminate him and his band. | Hunston was his principal officer, and, as we know, he was shrewd as well as brave. A position admirably calculated for defense | was chosen, and rifle-pits were dug in the side of the mountain. The brigands had no cave now. ; They found shelter in the holes of the rocks, or camped like gipsies, under tents in any hol- low they could find. Barboni and the Contessa Di Malafedi oecu- pied the chief tent. She had long been his wife, and was very grateful to him for saving her_life. The horror of a public execution and the set Sh het been spared her through He was no vulgar ruffian. The distraction in which his country was at this time plunged may ps be same excuse ‘Then England was badly ta was verned, outlaws | abounded. state The modern brigand is nothing more than a een st the outlaw of the past. 2 is the result of bad government. After occupying the position she had held in Naples, it may be supposed that the contessa felt the change very much. She had to put up with privations. But she had loved Barboni as he had never loved her, and she did not murmur at the in- convenience to which she was sometimes sub- in his hand, and, putting it to his eye, from time to time swept the sur- Stunt fis wae if bt anae, it requised sic length was ease, no ee ae ae F J contessa glided up to him, and slippi her arm iota: ‘his, loshed up eagerly anxiously into his eyes. “* Mio caro,” she cried “you are fearful of some evil.” “*No,” he answered in Italian. ‘‘The lion may be brought to bay, but he knows not what fear is, though the bullets of the hunters fly around him.” ~ “*T address by that name because it is the one I first “Speak i he said, calmly. . “You made me love you when I was but a mere girl. I have since learnt that I am not victim. . Hale Fee Es PH ae ¢ 3 fe : i cat HARKAWAY TRAPPED. “* No, Tam not. Ihave done much for you. Think of the risk Iran in Naples. No one suspected that I was the brigand’s wife.” ** You speak the word as if it was aterm of reproach. “ Se it is.” answered the centessa. ‘* But I do not reproach you witb # AV say is that I have secrificed my ie to you, snd I would lay if Jown ut this moment to sav 3 yours.” ‘* Perhaps you will have a chance soon.” “e Soon +s “©Yes. All depends upon Bi zamini’”” “ Why og “What a plague you wome are!” cried Bar- boni, petulantly. ‘‘ You ari always asking a lot of ‘questions, which it takes a man half his time to answer. Goto yorrtent; leave me.” ‘* My place is by your side,” she answered. ‘*What!” he cried angrily, ‘‘Am I to be disobeyed? Begone, wadam. Santo dio! I shall strike you.” : ‘A man who strikes a woman is a coward,” replied the contessa. ‘‘ But strike me if you will. My love for ¥ ou is so great that I would even bear that insult.” _** Why do you irritate me?” he asked. ** Because an instinct warns me that you are threatened with danger. IfLam near you I may be able to save you; and if I could lay down my life for you I should die happy.” “* Cospetto!” cried the brigand ‘is this the time for sentimental nonsense? I tell you my mind is distracted with doubts and fears. Here, Florio, Camillo! Come hither.” Two men holding command among the brig- ands approached. “Remove this lady to her tent,” continued Barboni. ‘‘Let a sentinel be posted to see ‘that she comes not forth to worry me.” The contessa drew herself up proudly. “Tt is unnecessary,” the contessa said, ad- dressing Barboni, ‘‘ to subject me to insult at the hands of your men. The Contessa Di Mal- afedi has fallen, but she has never sunk so low as to have lost all pride and self-respect. Igo, nor will I trouble you again with my presence until the danger I can see before us calls me for the last time to your side.” “The lass time ?” repeated Barboni. “ Yes.” “What mean you ?” ““My prophetic vision never deceives me; besides the sybil cast my , and fore- told that I should die to save the one I loved, and that my death would eccur on my twenty- seventh birthday.” ** How old are you now, Bianca?” asked the brigand, with a tenderness he had not before exhibited. ‘I shall attain my twenty-seventh year to- the start- ing as he spoke. ‘“‘ Did the sybil tell you that ?/ . phesied falsely. Her keen in-| 8, She never sight into the future was always a marvelous mystery. She told you that, eh? Say it again. What was it?” He spoke under the influence of great agita~| ; tion. His lips twitched convulsively, and his hands were tightly clenched, while his eagle eye roll- ‘ed ; Pots Florio were still in attendance. ‘*Back, hounds!” he cried, waving his hand fiercely. ‘‘ What are you doing there ?” ‘You called us, signor,” replied Florio. «Santa Maria !” cried Barboni, ‘‘do you dare to bandy words with me?” Florio his shoulders. “Tam no more a hog = i warp ty caine fom the ip of the brig- With lightningJike rapidity he drew a re- his and scarcely waiting to discharged a couple of ahola at the I” he said, with be. Fe as he saw the brigand put his hand to his side and sink to the ground, which was soon en sanguined with the life-stream welling from » deep wound. aa At the report of the pistol, the brigands whe were lounging about looked up. Florio was very popular with them. A feeling of indignation aded every breast, and it was felt that Barboni was shame fully abusing his power. i Camillo retreated rapidly, fearing that his master’s wrath might attack him next. Several brigands crowded round him, to in- quire the cause of the chiefs anger. ‘‘*Twas nothing at all,” he said. ‘“ Florio ae nothing. Poverino! he was mur- Loud murmurs arose. “*Gently,” said Camillo; ‘‘it is uscless te provoke him further. Heismad. Noone cag tell whose turn it will be next.” ‘* Well said,” cried the brigands, ‘*For my part, I’ve had enough of it.” **And I.” “And I.” ; ee And By ‘« Friends,” cried Camillo, “‘ Barboni’s time draws near. He is no longer the t brig. and he was. Take my advice, oh, ge go.” ‘* Where can we g0? We are outlaws,” said e. ‘* Have you not heard of the new brigend of Vesuvius—Toro by name, because he is a very Hercules? They say he stands eight feet high, is as big as a Celnenis and bette strength of a bull combined with the courage of a lion.” *« Per Baccho!” said a brigand, ‘‘ our worthy Camillo has spoken well.” “A Toro! a Toro! Down with Barboni!” cried the others. ** Hush!” said Camillo. “ All who will leave on Five-and-twenty at once rallied round : lo. But fifteen remained faithful to their chief. ; The seceders leisurely walked down the side _ of the mountain, led .by Camillo, who had | to take them to the cave of the new © fere. He was much annoyed and alarmed at this serious lessening of their already small force. During this Barboni and the conte to had remained in conversation. i ‘Tregret,” she said, ‘‘that the witch fore- said my death on my twenty-seventh birth. — that is dear to me?” — I have none, nor rie 1h
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED. The contessa smothered a sigh and returned “‘ Well done!” he exclaimed. ‘‘Youshall{ Emily wept for her first-born, and would ne ° to her tent, in the solitude of which she gave| havea purse of gold for this. Get ye to the | be comf Yent to a copious flood of tears. cook, who has the carcass of a goat waiting at| The men were preparing for a journey to the Her career at Naples was cut short, and but|the fire. Ill wager you are both tired and| mountains, with a troop of horse soldiers and that she loved the brigand chief, she had little | hungry.” left to live for. a company of sharpshooters, who had sworn to ‘Thank you, signor, Illattend to the in-| exterminate the brigands once and for all. The prediction of the sybil, that she should| ner man first, for though I’m only a miserable| Jack did not speak much. He went about die on her twenty-seventh birthday, in saving| Bigamini, I know what’s good, and’ the smell | like a ghest, making his preparations and talk. the life of Barboni, did not trouble her much. | of that roast kid would make a hermit’s mouth | ing to Mon lay, who was his chief adviser, whi There are times when the human mind is so| water.” sverwhelmed ‘with affliction, so stunned and numbed, as it were, that the near approach of death is hailed as a happy release from earthly suffering, and the hope of something better the grave may become absolutely fas- cinating from its vaguen?ss. Hanstoni approached his chief with a down- cast air. ““Well?” said Barboni. ‘‘ You bring tidings of evil. Out with your news, man.” “Camillo has deserted,” returned Hunston. “Nay,” laughed Barboni, ‘‘that is iutelli- gence to make one merry. We have a discon- tented dog the less amongst us.” The spy betook himself to that part of the) Clear-the-Track, the little coxswain, and Mr. camp where the cook was preparing the brig-| Mole, were in Monday’s pantry, which had bee and’s dinner, licking his lips as he went. | come a favorite resort, it being han iy for get- “Bianca,” cried Barboni, whose voice pene- | ting a glass of wine or a bottle of iced beer trating the tent, caused the contessa to come| ‘‘My dander’s regular up,” saidSam. “2 forward. guess I shall streak it along like wrath, when “Did you call me?” she asked. we start after the child, for it’sright down “I did. Take this child under your care, | dirty mean to go and steal a poor child that and see that no harm happens to it.” ain’t accountable for its father’s going on.” The contessa took up the young one, who| ‘If they’d taken Mr. Mole, it wouldn’t have opened h’s eyes and stared about him, the | mattered,” remarked the little coxswain. | effects of the drug given him by hiscaptor| ‘‘Thank you, Mr. Campbell,” replied Mole. having worn off. ‘* My life may be as precious as a childs.” “Tt is Mr. Harkaway's child,” said the con- “ Oh, Barboni don’t steal lumber, ” said Sam. “‘He has taken with him five-and-twenty of | tessa, in surprise. ‘‘I know him well. Often) «‘That’s why he’s let you alone, I suppo ,” ; our best men.” have I played with and given him sweatmeats. | retorted Mole. ‘‘ Then we shall have the less to keep. I had | What is your object in bringing him here ?” **You old bundle of dried meat,” said Clear. thought seriously of shooting a couple of dozen of them to-night now ?” “Not — than oe se al ** An excellent number for ing & coach, or robbing a traveler,” i may Barboni «Suppose we were attacked by the soldiers ?” “Tf we can’t fight, then wemust run away. Does your courage fail }ou? If so, you are at liberty to depart, Signor Hunstoni. © I shall you, now. You shall be able to say that you have one friend, at all events.” **T am grateful,” said Barboni, shaking his hand. “*You know I am not a man of many words, bat I am sincerely grateful, and I only pray it may be in my power to show my grati- ” _ And Hunston turned away. ‘Barboni’s quick eye was roving over the “Hal I see a form in beavis Your | my tent.’ a h . . de appt He placed the glass to his eye. t. How many have we left! swered Barboni. ‘‘A free pardon from the government,” an-| the-Track, ‘‘you're as ugly as a stone fence. | So ugly are you, that I've got a pain in the eyes ** You will mt get age ca by looking at you.” “Then the child dies. I shall place my| “Don't, I beg of you, \isturb the harmony liberty and the child’s life in the balance ; | of this little meeting by personal abuse. Bo Harkaway can choose which he likes." | quiet, and pass the bottle,” said Mole. ‘“‘My pretty one,” said the contessa, kissing} “You started if) and now you're looking at the child with all the tenderness of a woman. }me as savage asa meat-ax, You're so mad, “I know you,” replied the child. ‘You/yon’re burning inside like a lime-kiln, and I mamma’s friend. Take me home, please.” wonder the smoke don’t pour out of your nose T can’t to-night; you have come to stay | and ears.” % wl with me.” | «You have a power of invective which I do “I want to go back to my mamma and my | not like to provoke,” said Mr. Mole, “and f papa,” said young Jack, kicking and struggl- | trust you will not trouble yourself to abusa me ing till she put him down on the ground, hold- any more. If I say that I did not intend to ing him by one hand. offend you, as indeed I have the highest possi- ** How old are you, my little man?” inquir-/ ble Somat for the smartness of your country- ed Barboni, eyeing the child curiously. men in eral, and of yourself in particular.” “Me four and a half.” ** Well, Pll dry up, but I guess you're right “* Go with that lady, and you shall have] about being smart. My father was so tall that some supper soon. he had to get up a ladder to shave himself, and “‘T don’t like you. I want my pa,” answer-! we grow oysters so large that it takes two men ed young Jack ; ““my paand I are going to| to swallow one whole.” 3 j kill Barboni. Mr. Mole laughed so much at this, that Clear.’ The brigand smiled. the-Track asked him if he was going to take a “Tt would have been well for your father,” | fit, f he muttered, ‘‘if he'd never got that craze in-| No,” replied Mole, ‘‘but T'll take another to his head.” soe glass after chat, and I think if we were to send “Come along,” said the contessa, ‘‘You| for some of the Fusari oysters, we should make and I will be good friends. Johnny, come to| sure of a good lunch.” apne Monday entered the pantry, and Mr. Mole _ ‘Do you live ina tent?’ replied the child, | asked him to go and fetch,what he wanted, but interested. ‘‘ I’ve got a lot of wooden soldiers | the black seemed to be in a great state of ex- at home and wooden tents ; all 1 want is a drum | citement, for he just took up a bottle, and ran “Yes,” he continued, ‘it fas 1 thought. |anda trumpet. Have you got drums?” away again without making any remark, “No, but I’ve got a nice little bed of leaves, Something's up, I'll go my death on it,” | “He holds something in his arms. He is| and and blankets.” sai. Sam. ‘‘ That's assure as shooting, and I “TI don’t want to go to’bed. I want my tea; | wculdn’t wonder if the brigand’s in it as usual.” - “ Santissima Virgine !” exclaimed Barboni, | may I have some meat with my tea? I'm so Fy by oeoage and find it out, some of you, A enabled him to : arerag & gree with Pros-| and, sent him to the cook, from w “this is great news. Our position is not so hungry. said Lir. ‘ole, with his hand on the : The eontessa kissed him, nat eee Pik pF as milk the iM iaiemareg tet om he pres-| gone, Emily was so ill as to be confined to her bed. ¥ ; ¥ Sam. Bie ini — —s was No other than | ently returned with a smoki of goat’s|} “‘ Mr, Clear-the-Track, you’re very personal, and that, the r held something fleck on a wooden f Freragg Broe aa and ”—— Siees in his arms, which, in all pro was the | and a jug of water. “Doyou want me tostart in full blastagain !” * ehild he had been dispatched to to| (After they had partaken of this meal, interrupted Sam. “I'll give you the jerks, if > steal. Jack was easily induced to be put to want me to keep the thing warm and the — Boon the shaiowy Yorm in the valley waal of io aiape oT Te Hai voles MEH po oe cent my Toma Jost to sight, and an anxious hour elepsed be-| ‘Poor child,” she said to herself, ““what| ‘I will,” replied Mr. Mole. ete | “fore he reached the brigand’s camp. will his future be ?” ‘You're not the big ger ee tanyard now, | When at length he came, he advanced at} Who could tell whether he would live tomin-| and I’ve taken some trouble to show you what _ waee to the chief, who had been rejoined by | gle with the world, orif his career was to be cut | g little contemptible bug you are.” 7 and laid a bundle at his feet. short by the rongh and brutal men ! With another warning look at Mole, he fel aah leet chad ee Wi yas gave em aoe Sea ae Mole gave a wi looks Pass Harkaway, signor,” replied| Time alone would show. were fatal, under circumstances of extreme ha- a Sue Maa eT ae “Alive, if I haven't overdosed him with ing Yankee,” muttered The renege ‘hae i and the ab- Nok ahs wot Ha ; 's escape an me in the! The idea seemed to
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED ro : washed his hands with invisible soap in imper- | guide, though I think I know the way pretty well.” perceptible water. Jack via Harvey were reading a letter which did not seem to please them, and as Walter and | Sam entered, Jack remarked : “Tt is impossible I can consent.” *« What is it, old man ?” asked the little cox- oa “A letter from Barboni.” ** Has the oracle spoke ?” ** Yes, and he says that he has my child and will only deliver him up on receiving a free pardon from the Italian government.” “By Jove! that’s i too much,” said Walter. _ “General Cialdini would do anything in rea- son to oblige me, but this is out of his power,” | answered Jack. “So I think,” said Harvey. ‘‘The fact is, | the government is resolved to put down brig- and Barboni is such a celebrated crimi- | nal that he must be made an example of, as a. ing to others.” : ee. Fi **The cruelest part of the letter is this,” con- tinued Jack. ‘‘I am threatened I shall receive is not sent in three days; and if a further delay “That means, he will cut off his hands,” said Walter. “T's a game all can win at,” said Clear-the- ** and if,we catch him, we'll see how he s “‘T guess he’s only done it to frighten us,” stew he’s put us in.” Jack sat down aad clenched his fists with im- ‘Track. ‘* Youseem cut up, soda water.” **How was that?” asked Jack. “Tt took the breath clean out of mo; my 4 tongue felt as if it were full of stomach as if I'd swallowed a pint of while the tears ran out of my eyes my frozen : a «* a - ' “T think Ideserve a drink after that,” he said. ‘ Where is my cask?” The little cexswain and Harvey started at| At this moment the soldier came up with the me : beet, which was carefully covered over with * Keep up your courage.” said Sam, patting | vine leaves. Jack on the back. “For Bignor Harkaway,” he said, saluting. _ **f try to bear up,” answerod Jack. Jack got up and removed some of the leaves, , ‘It wils come all straight, though it’s a| disclosing to view a piece of paperon which darned tough le now. Somebody said, | was written: ‘whoever is, is right, except a left boot and! ‘With Barboni’s compliments; wanting to borrow money. If Mr. Barboni present to follow.” thinks we're going to cave in, it’s all my’eye| Jack trembled violently as he removed more and Mrs. Elizabeth Martin.” ves. Jack was amused at the cheerful rattle of} At the bottom of the basket, carefully placed Clear-the-Track Sam, and smiled in spite of his | on a piece of clean linen rag, were a pair of ““There,” continued Sam, ‘‘you’re a sight! From their size, it was easy to see they be. another poor child’s ears in a basket if the pardon | we must keep nvaana?| tinued | } . ee hetdak o ity of showing you better. My jaw does you . Ain’t Ia beg- gar to talk? Once at home I talked a horse’s hind leg off, and wore his tail down toa stump.” Mr. Mole entered with a bottle of wine. | “ Harkaway,” he -..id, ‘‘ take a drop of this cordial; or would you prefer a sip out of my cask. I hear that the life of young Jack is threatened, and that you are about to take the field against the Philistine once more. You have my deepest sympathy.” | **Thank you,” replied Jack. ‘‘I have just had some a that Monday brought me, and Iam sure that if anything could do me | good, it is the kind way in which all my friends | have rallied round me, |. “* There is nothing like carrying a small bot- ' tle of sunshine under your shirt front,” said ; ” m. | ‘I trust, Harkaway, that you will place me in the van to face danger, for I am well known as a valiant man and an able soldier,” said ole. Sam, ‘‘and he’s laughing a heap at the Mole | ‘*¥ou a soldier ?” said Sam. “ Certainly ; I am a great fighting man.” | ‘Oh, cut my straps and let me go to glory,” | cried Ciear-the Track. ‘*T do not care for your sneers, and perhaps how to kilt brigands,” replied Mr. Mole, with ignity. ** You'll cut your stick and absquatulate, that’s what you'lldo I wouldn't give a tin sixpence for your bravery, nor a pewter shil- ou're a stuffed lion. longed to a child. ¥ ASE gh ony and rage mingled broke from a P ‘* The villain has kept his word,” he groaned. It was true, Barboni had evidently heard of the approach of the foree sent_to capture him, and his first act was to cut off young Jack’s ears, which he sentin a basket to his father. The friends were horrified at this barbarity. thonght of the sufferings of tho. child, snd the t of the sufferings o} and th danger that still awaited him. CHAPTER XIX. MONDAY HAS HIS DOUBTS. Tuovau every effort was made to discover the retreat of the brigands, the scouts did not meet with the success that their perseverence deserved. : Nor was Monday more successful. Traces of encampments were found, but it appeared as if Barboni neverstopped more than a few hours in one place. He was continually changing his position, and by this means ed his enemies. Jack fretted and chafed with j the slow ss they were m: s : Three days after the receipt of the ears by Jack, a child’s hand was sent him in the same way. The brigand wrote thus: “ like a mill stream.” ling for your skill. ’ if the “T feel worse than that,” answered Jack. | .” WAG, yon. haven't, SOF oti | Sa ssiantt jnmonediatity to Waples. **Go and show the letterto the general,” mad Me iicts tusied ca hid heel, and with the | “Vi Satura Barsont.” ees t’ , ,, | air of supreme contempt, quitted his tormentor, | 2 ‘ 4 > at “ 6 the use?” saidJack. ‘‘He wouldn’t) pore than ever incensed against him. | The receipt of this letter intensified Jack's — -pardon Barboni; and if he would, upon my! hat evenin ahaa vit SaaaSe tots. ae felt sure that his first born was At this juncture our friends received a forcement in the person of Lord St. child.” admiration ran round the room. had spoken out like a hero, and each one present felt a tingling at the heart, as his fiery and noble words were spoken. you're real grit,” said Sam; ** you've got en enough to move a mud tur- tle. Po to it like shoemaker’s wax. Cheer up; We'll reseue the child yet. I’m not going to curse all creation and cut thy throat yet.” **Sam's right,” said Harvey. ‘* We must) take the in.” “Start to- We know Barboni’s in the mountains, if my life willhelp to save the ‘child, Jack's welcome to it,” remarked the little | regular camp formed to serve as the base of B) you, cousin whom Carden, in his dying had requested them to telegraph for his death. St. Clair was tall, stout and handsome. either ie or captured. A couple of days’ march them to the foot of the hills cs Monday dociared he had seen the brigands encam when he was lucky enough to rescue his master. Sentinels were posted, tents pitched, and a 4 At the age of thirty, he was in his prime, - Arriving at Naples, and hearing that the friends were active in . ing, he at once operations. Scouts were sent out, and Monday undertook a journey to reconnoiter, it being of no use to charge up the hill, when the leaders did not know if there was any enemy there to charge. Towards nightfall, a soldier who had been on guard, brought a basket to his commanding officer, saying a peasant had given it’ him for | re ignor ** Blood for blood is my m , 3 elbow pres forwarded to a large bell- | St. Clair; ‘an eye for an eye a tooth for shaped tent, in which the friends had located |® tooth—the Levitical law, Fou. know, and, _ themselves. — please God, I'll avenge poor ‘sdeath. He Clear-the-Track was playing onthe banjo. | shan't call on me in vain.” an Mr. Mole was dancing on the grass and sing-| ‘* We are all of one mind,” replied Jack. ing a song. “Ttrust you have recov your ch ‘ack, the little in, and Harvey sat| said Lord St, Clair. be looking oniad appealing” uding the Sahai coer “No, indeed. Beis dead by this tions of the ; answered Jack, who told him of Barboni' * Goi ! That’satwister fou can atrocity. " ; doi si.” The stage lost good comic actor in “ The cold-blooded monster,” ejaculated § : . and “y reckless now,” replied Jack “in fac npeny Barca Mn Bere rs £ta't he for anything. me. Y streams. . Barboni, a red mist comes before ‘ | ii , ‘=
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a only see blood, and I will never rest until the scoundrel who has murdered my child is as low | phere. | as he.” ‘“Where is the brigand ?” asked his lord- ship. “That's what nobody knows,” Harvey. ‘‘He’s a sort of Will-o’-the-Wisp, Jack-o’-Lantern kind of cove. He’s about somewhere, but our scouts can’t spot him.” “That wouldn’t do for me,” replied St. | stones and cinders. Clair. ‘‘Pve just come back from the Western States of America, and’”’—— “ What !” exclaimed Clear-the-Track. ‘* Have | as the rain fell on it, but Monday pushed on. you been to the States?” oe Yes.” ** Have you been south as far as Masonville, in Texas, where I was raised?” **P’ve been there,” replied St. Clair. ** Do you know Snack-nasty Jim, and Boston Beb, and Plug-ugly Tom? Oh! scissors! ain’t he ugly? Why, he’s as odd-looking as a blue pig with a saffron-colored tail. Oh, my! ’'m as happy as an oyster in June to meet you, stranger ; let’s feel your flesh.” He held out his hand, which the good- natured i took with the same hearti- ness as it was offered. *You'and Ill have a palavar after a bit,” he said. ‘At present I want to tell a little bit of astory.” ; “Goon. reckon I ain’t so contemptuous- ly mean as to stop you. We understand one ‘another, and I reckon when you speak to me, you ain't talking Choctaw to a Chinaman,” re- turned Oe ana Lord i iled, but was not surprised or offended at the volubility.of the American, for, being a traveled Englishman, he had got _ vid of all that stupid pride of class which - makes our stay-at-home noblemen so disagree- able and exclusive. “Clear the track,”*continued Sam; ‘‘it’s as hard to make me dry up as it is to make a hen jsit when she ain’t in the humor for it, though Tonce broke a fowl’s heart by giving her six ¢hina door-knobs to sit on instead of eggs, and she very nearly busted herself a-trying to hatch that brood out. But I’m at it again; clear the track. It’s all Mole’s fault.” ‘No familiarity, if you please, sir,” said the professor. ‘‘To my friends Iam Mole. To : Lam Mr, Mole, and I protest once more od being insulted by an American oT. “Ob, geek voll up!” cried Sam. “That's 3 . Ain’t he got my name ? I'ma - yegnular rine-tailed concede: “id “Will you let me tell my story?” asked Lord St. Clair. r a ag the pe ; Tve done,” answered Sam. ‘‘I’m as as a pie-crust.” ‘In Kansas I went bear hunting,” said St. > “We walked four miles and could bear, but we found bear tracks, and that Soablen ‘ 19 ip fenck the grizzly to hia den.” “You mean to say we ‘ht to fin brigand ge sal rity Jack. pee te, fd That’s it; and if anyone will accom: me, I will ses if I can't Uiecoyas temas pies The suggestion was a good one, but as Mon- day had failed in the very same attempt, Jack _ did not hope much from it, though he said nothing to diseourage the new-comer. F y Was constantly missing from the camp. _ He mate long jeurneys, and said no; al them when he returned, though J; éstioned him once or twice. All would say was: _ * Me not believe um child d 4 . ead, sare.” answered! ‘The lightning flashed. HARKAWAY TRAPPED. Scarcely a breath of air stirred the atmos- It was like being in a vapor bath. Butto Monday this made no difference, be- cause b2 was used to just such a climate. The thunder rolled. Tn the distance Vesuvius could-be seen in a state of eruption, throwing up clouds of lava, | At length the rain began to fall. The parched and arid earth literally steamed It was a night he could have wished for. He had wandered over the mountain so of- ten, that he knew his way about pretty well. Suddenly a blinding flash of lightning, fol- lowed by a deafening peal of thunder, caused him to stop. Something brushed past him. He grasped his knife more firmly, thinking | he was near the brigand’s hut; and another | flash, which lit up the surrounding scenery, and made every object as clear as in broad | daylight, showed him that the thing which had brushed past him was not a man. It was a wolf. The animal licked his hand, and it instantly | occurred to him that it was the same one he} once seen in the sybil’s cave. ‘‘Um Bigamini’s wolf,” he said, with a grin, as he thought of the night in the cave; ‘‘ what um do here ?” Stroking the creature’s neck and head, Mon- day reflected. The wolf had most probably followed Barbo- ni to the mountains. If so, the brigands were somewhere near. Full of this idea, he sat down and waited for daybreak, while the wolf, who knew him again, lay like a dog at his side. When the first streaks of rosy-tinged morn crimsoned the sky, Monday sprang up. Ina hollow, carefully concealed by nature and overhanging brushwood, he saw a column of smoke curling lazily upwards. _- The wolf looked at him, as much as to say: “Tt is breakfast time, and I must go and join my friends.” Then he trotted down the bank and was was lost to sight. Creeping on his belly, Monday reached the side of the hollow, and looked down. Below were two tents, and round them were grouped in picturesque attitudes, the small band of men whe remained faithful to Barbo- ni. ‘“‘Um brigands,” said Monday, 4 **Oh, Sally come up, won't Mast’ joy: pleased? It make um heart jump for um joy.” He remained watching for some time, but could see nothing of the child; and at last, knowing how valuable time was, he reluctant- ly itted the spot, and hasteded to the = below so give the glad tidings to the sol- ers. ; When he reached the encampment, he rash- ed at once to Jack's tent. ae Breakfast was being prepared by Mr. and Lord St. Clair, who was an old campaign- ie ~~ arg make an omelette in the crown an hat, if he hadn’t a ca Jack was boiling the kettle, w Harvey and the little coxswain, ai by Clear-the- Track-Sam, laid the cups and saucers on the} grass. “Monday,” said Jack, looking up.” ‘Yes, sare,” replied the black, ‘‘um find } plied _|um brigands. Come up hill, quick, or p’r’aps they go like birds.” ‘* Where are they !” ‘Bout two miles up.” ‘*How many of them ?” ‘‘Not more than thirty. Couldn’t see umall. | Call um soldiers, sare.” “Did, did you see my child ?’ asked Jack, | morrow in a faltering voice. : ‘“No, sare. Um not see but there two tents, and young Mast’ Jack, pr'aps one. Monday have not time to wait, cos might fap? geal slip away.’ id, bigetiieagths Soe Bana 5 | ete | - still um child in| He wasof a s»perstitious nature, and his All thoughts of breakfast were thrown to the winds. The news flew like wildfre through the camp, and the men were under arms directly. The cavalry remained in charge of the —, as they could* be of no use in the hills, only the Bersagliery were taken to the attack. “Tnis is great news,” observed Mr. Mo shouldering a rifle. ‘I wish Monday coul put off his arrival half an hour, though, as my |. belly cries cupboard, and I crave to break my © fast.” He putsome bread in his pockets to eat on the way. The friends lighted their pipes, and marched with the soldiers gayly up the sides of the mountain. Monday was the pioneer and led the way. Not a sound was uttered, and every one pro- ceeded with the utmost caution, lest an alarm should be given, ‘and the bri being warn- d, should succeed in making their escape through the many passes and defiles, with - which they were well acquainted. It was an anxious moment for Jack. If the attack was successful, he would know if his dear child was alive ordead. _ He determined to single out Barboni. ‘One of us shall die to-day,” he muttered through his clenehed teeth. CHAPTER XX. THE BRIGANDS AT BAY. j Banpont knew from his spies that the En- glish, with a large force of soldiers, were after him This made him very cautious in his move- ments, and he continually shifted his posi. The prediction of coming anes by the contessa was not verified, and he laughed _ ap nigoag ce : , t was alovely morning, such as one car only see beneath the beautiful blue sky of Italy, which inspires poets and painters. | The contessa came from her tent. ' Barboni was standing in the hollow where - he had pitched his tent, leaning moodily upem arifle, his eyes fixed upon the ground and his mind with thought. The rustle of the ontessa’s dress roused him from his reverie. 5 ‘*You are thoughtful,” she said. “‘T am tired of inaction,” he replied, ‘‘and I burn to show these English that Ive got the power and the will to work them harm.” ; ‘‘ Would that we could retire in safety,” she id. ‘*T expected that my threats about the child would induce Harkaway to listen tothe terma - I had rE as nt" ‘‘He makes no gloomily. i: escapi s will retire to Si though I fear ing, re’ ’ ‘ there aes safety in the mountains than the coast, which, with the price head, is sure to be well guarded.” “You laughed at my prediction,” said the contesss. ¥ «* Because you prophesied that you were to your twenty-seventh birthday.” . ‘© Tt was the sybil’s prediction.” b ‘* No matter ; the day is gone, and you are alive. : «J find I made a mistake in the the contessa, with a shiver. **A mistake ?” ' ; ‘* Yes; my troubles had made me confuse dates. It is to-day that I am twenty-seven, and the shadow of death already encompasses me. When I am gone, should you think of me, make me a grave on the mountains where the sunbeams rest when they promise a glorious © tt no 2 _ day,” 20 Fe “You will not die,” replied Barboni, his face showed that he was ill at ease. er of the old mother, had al; g
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED, ene 7 At the same moment Jack fired, in a frenzy of desperation, and the ball entered the breast of the contessa. “« Where is the child?” asked Barboni. | “He sleeps.” Suddenly the contessa turned her head and uttered a loud ery. The prophecy was fulfilled. The wolf that Monday had seen nee; theen-| Casting a glance of love at Barboni, her lips nag and which, being well*known to the | softly murmured the words :! ds, was allowed to stroll about at will,! “Caro mio he aves eat up such scraps | and offal as he could| She sank to the ground, her eyes closed, and find, ran q at the opening of the tent in which | all that was mortal of the beautiful and ac- the child was sleeping. complished Contessa Di Malafedia had passed ‘The wolf! the wolf!” exclaimed the con-| away forever. fossa. The brigand uttered a howl like that of a “Where ?” demanded Barboni. wild beast. She pointed to the tent, from which the wolf| For years he had been secretly married to emerged, bearing something in his mouth. this woman, and he loved her. it was young Jack, who, alarmed at the at-| It seemed as if every human being that he ‘tack of the wolf, clung tightly to the animal's | cared for was to be cutoff and taken from him, neck. until he stood alone in the world, like an aged The animal clambered up the bush-sovered|tree stripped of all its branches, towering side of the pit, and made off with his grandly in the forest with its gnarled and naked Barboni raised his rifle to his shoulder trunk. " But he hesitated to fire tor fear of killing He stiffed his grief, and choking back a sob the child. which rose unbidden to his lips, the man of Tke momentary hesitation enabied the crea-| blood and iron prepared once more to face his ture to escape with his precious burden. enemies. “Ocrse the wolf!” said Barboni. ‘‘Santo| His pistol was empty. _ Dio! what is the — of this?” The seven chambers had been fired, and he “ The savage bru’ kill the child,” said | hai no time to load again the cortessa. The smoke cleared off slightly, and he gota ** Away, there, a dozen of you! After the| glimpse of a head, at which he threw his pis- wolf, and bring back the brat ‘alive or dead.” | tol with crushing effect. Several brigands began to ascend the side of| It was Harvey, who fell stunned. the hollow in which they were camped. Feeling for his sword, he drew it from the The foremost one had scarcely reached the | scabbara, and began to slash right and left. top of the enclosure, when a vai washeard,| ‘‘ Vi Saluta Barboni!” and he fell back, throwing g up his arms, and/ His battle-cry rang out loudly and proudly _ rolled a corpse at the feet of his comrades. on the morning air. “*Betrayed or ,” cried Barboni.} ‘‘ Hold on, and let them have it! I’m here,” “* Ber Baccho! the ersareupon us. Back, | said Hunston. for your life, Bianca, back!” ‘* Back to back,” replied Barboni. He had searcely uttered these words when} Hunston placed his back against that of his the brow of the hill was alive with enemies. « | chief and they kept off all assailants. “Fire, idiots, fire! Pour in avolley, quick,| ‘‘ Vi saluta Barbonil!” again cried the brigand. or, cospetto! we die oo rats ina pit,” con-| ‘“‘I’m a coming, signor,” said Bigamini, tinued the brigand chief. “You drop ’em, noble signor, and I'll stab ’em Hunston and his men were not slow in obey-| with my knife. Oh, ain’t it getting jolly hot!” ing this order. , The soldier had been obliged to give up the An irregular volley was fired, followed by a| hope of being able to shoot all the brigands, steady discharge alla along the military line. because the bravery of the English had induced Soldiers and brigands both fell fast, them to storm the hollow. ' The contessa threw herself before Barboni,| If they continued to fire, they might kill heroically exposing her own life to save him. | friends as well as foes. In vain he strove to persuade her to fly. The bugle sounded. “Seek the private pass,” he cried; “‘yom| ‘‘ Cease firing.” know it well; it will take you through the| Those up above could only guess what was rock. If you ‘Jove me, fly, Bianca!” going on below. es ey" she replied, bravely, ‘‘my place is} But they did not much care for the English, your side.” “This is madness,” he replied, firing bis re- | the attack, they might fight it out, for all the volver point blank at the soldiers who were | Italians cared. down the sides. The combatants in the hollow looked like a “* This day I will fulfill my destiny,” was the | body of ghosts fighting amid sulphurous fumcs calm arising from the ess pit. ! ‘The English had been a little behird thesol-| Lord St. Clair found himself opposed to diers in the first attack, but nothing could | Hunston, while Jack and Barboni we-o making check their impetuosity when the firing began. | the sparks fly from their swords. ie eed and his friends poured down into) ++ Hullo, there! Who's who, and which is which? Clear the track! I'm on the poms Bullets flew wildly around them, but the fire | ram , and I guess it's a cate of fee-fi-fo- of the brigands to slacker, and lood of . pg gamed seats yan, atin fum, I smell the b of a brigand! And I’m “Death bei i D ee B rath * ok to the ; with Bar said Sam some strong er!—afew!” ex. boni !” cried little coxswain, w d his way through the smok and _ bled down amongst the nosy rhssoe anata a stamb cae re dead bodies at every + the vision; All the ie gare except Barboni, Hunston, of smoke j and Bi had either fallen or were o at the surprisé that they had run y: “Help! help!” cried a feeble voice. from a morning fi Barboni saw Walter h ** Who are you?” asked Sam. eae Pa vd 's got me by the throat. It’s leg, and with a| Mr. Mole—help! I—I tumbled down the bank e. inapamee ial grasp of a brigand, who was fon wi pattire tere But he tle accident had saved Mr. Mole’s life. apes ict, srt ct fre ne Se te ee 7. yeh Seer ek i | | and if the latter choose to rush like demons to | groun: dropped it somewhere, which lit- and, and, clubbing his rifle, brought it down on the skull of the latter with a foree that made the brains fly in all direetions. ‘*Guess he’s started for kingdom come, and hasn’t got a return ticket,” he said, compla- cently. Jack, meanwhile, had pressed the brigand hard, but the excitement from which he wag suffering on his child’s account seemed to un- nerve him. { This gave Barboni an advantage over his op- ponent, which he was not slow to seize. Making a feint, as if he would threaten his heart, he lowered his sword, and lunged at his leg, recovering immediately, and renin men- acing the vital part. Jack had parried the thrust in carte, but the rapid sanolocy, and the lunge in tierce were too much for him, -2d Barboni’s sword struck him in the side, glancing alongthe ribs, in- flicting « fesh wound of a very painful nature. Wild with rage, and smarting with pain, Jack dashed boldly within the brigand’s guard, and erecting his sword, plunged the point at his reast. Thanks to the thick coat of chain mail hiss he always wore, the sword broke inte py rok apr as if it had been shattered against of iron, or like a piece of glass shivered to atoms against a brick wall, $s Ha, ha!” langhed Barboni; now.” He raised his sword, and prepared to plange ; it into his bear . ae s All at once Hunston, who formed a support for his back, gave way, and this sudden release caused him to stagger back some steps. ‘*Tn the fiend’s name,” cried Barboni, ‘ ‘what are you about?” “Pm wounded,” replied Hunston ; “myone _ arm’s pierced. Fly ; ; I can fight no longer.” “Retreat,” said Barboni; ‘‘I will age ia rear.” Hunston went rapidly to a secret pass, - mre and, preceded by Bigamini, reached it. : x “‘Thave you existence of which was not lnalneas to e- Zt St. pacers ee con- " tested every inch o und with the brigands, who fought with a skill, a nobleness, a calm- ¥ " ness which commended their rage: i a his crimes, was to them a weBRe eT Wee When he neared the seeret pass, exerted all his skill, and, with a De tna Sone twist of his wrist, disarmed Lord St. Clair.. At the same time he dealt him a blow perks which brought him senseless 5 me he flung his sword at Sam, who, ay in the chest, rolled ier nae : dignified manner. om oi spite of their hatred for the man who, from ‘ 4" on thant to tha — struck — Stooping down, the brigand scized the sonsible body of Lord 8t. Clair in his corms him as if he had been a ‘heby, || darted into the secret passage. Hunston was awaiting him. ** Close the pass,” he esaiabaseds “I can’t. Myarm isuseloss. Curse way for all eternity for making me a peer, he said, savagely. e- “Where is B iz a ‘Here, noble signor.” . ‘* Take this man, quick,” said The burden was * aera the blocking up the pass. Very heavy and massive was it, For a time it resisted all the efforts of boni to dislodge it. i Lond and Serve eclee mang 18 bis done : “ After him! after him! jack, w had récovered from the mo
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e & secret passage to the inclosure, Barboni made a prodigious effort. The stone fell and blocked the entrance. __ Jack and Sam stood nog regarding this impc.tim nt to there further progress. : te Snokes !” said Clear-the-Track, scratching his hex, ‘‘that’sasettler. 1 reckon we're just a whisper too late.” i dack clambered up the side of the hollow to urge the commander of the soldiers to go in pursuit. i i Seeing that the brigands were defeated, the officer sent hismenin detachments to scour the country. Jack returned to the hollow, which was now free from smoke, and was able to see the extent of the damage done. The brigands had fought well and bravely; not one had attempted to escape, as five-ana- twenty dead and wounded men testified. _ As many as thirty soldiers had fallen, which showed that the resistance had been a despur- ate one. : Among the wounded Jack found the little coxswain, who was swearing terribly over the ball that had lodged in his leg. ; Monday had fallen early in the fight, with @ contusion on the head, caused by a blow with the butt end of a rifle. Lord St. Cluir was carried off by the rm. treating Lrigands. — Harvey had received some ugly knocks and n ‘ises. Mr. Mole, recovered from his fright, was strutting about like a hen that has just laid an egg, and was equally vain-glorious. oF ene body of the contessa, bathed in blood, ‘was on the . Jack, however, had no time to pay attention to all the melancholy objects that met his gaze. 3 He had but one thought in‘his mind, and that was to search for his child. The tents were explored, and every part of the encampment searched without any result. - Young Jack was not to be found. No one was there to tell him the boy had been carried off by the wolf,and he came to the - eoneclusion that he was dead. Barboni had sent him a pair of ears and a child’s hand as a present, and he could not thinking that his darling was no more. : og me down, regardless of the pain of his _ ‘wound and the faintness caused by the loss of > Jack gave himself up to his grief. He dared not go home to Emily and say _ that their boy was dead. ' Such an announcement, in Emily’s state of oa would most likely prostrate her to _ guch an extent that she would never be able to _ gecovor from the shock. Pll hunt him to thedeath,” said Jack. ‘It shall he life for life.” _ Being a brave man, and one not accustomed to sleep when there was anything to be got up and tied a scarf tight! _ found his bleeding side, which, thoug’ ed! i : h stiff did not represent any internal approached, and said: sound, I hope, Harkawey, after 6 2 arg cl d, andI “The escaped, sir, am in @oubt about the fate of my child,” ropli, ‘That's what Seeding ne.” alee id i> + as we used to say when we werc at sea,” an- swered Mole. oH ; **Yes,” said Jack, smiling grimly, ‘‘ we have his claws, but he alone knows the secret of ‘ Be aee tn odcits ! ‘our ornament to the e. ‘Nonsense !” said Mole. “Is Lord St. Clair ba dn’t stop it.” ea It was a pity I was so busy in her part of the field, ‘or I certainly should 6 allowed it. Really, Harkaway, I shall the brigand, after all. You young- all his own way.” Pb tea Matas oe HARKEAWAY TRAPPEB. Jack turned crossly away. Those who had been wounded were carefully attended to, carts were procured, and they were conveyed back to Naples. Clear-the-Track Sam, Jack, and Mr. Mole, re- mained encamped in the hills. Barboni, Hunston, and Bigamini were the only ones left out of the brigand’s large band to “i sanad aoe t was three to three An equal match, They took possession of the empty encamp- ment lately occupied by the brigands, and re- ceiving a store of provisions, determined to ke-p the ground. ; “Tf we can’s render an account of Barboni anc b*s onc-armed lieutenant, it’s a pity,” said Slear-+the-Track. y ; ‘® have no fear of not running him to earth, sooncr >r later,” answered Jack. pat aan Ss. cut up at the loss of my boy. woulan have lost the little fellow det the world. He was such a beauty.” “Tha ’s c simple truth,” remarked Mr. Mole. *¢ And rs his tutor, I ought to know his worth, and I unhesitetingly declare that the boy was a pr d’gy.” a ee n’t know what a prod—what did you say ?” asked Sam. % * Prodigy, sir is a term which ”—— “N ver mind what it is. I say the boy w-s a 2ock, resting-plac:= of this sort in various local _ ities to serve as asylums in case they were hunt- ed about and driven: < . finding provisioe St a *
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<a HARKAWAY TRAPPED. —- and spirits in the earth, marking the spot 50 as to know where to dig for them when wanted. “ Here we are,” said Hunston. “Time enough too,” growled Barboni. ‘“ Bi- gamini.” “Si, signor,” returned the spy. “Fasten the prisoner to a tree and set about ing some supper. It is quite fourteen since I broke my fast.” “Same here,” muttered Bi espe emer arcing Clair to the nearest Pate approached the hut and drew back | with a cry of surprise. There was a light burning inside, and the -sound of men’s voices singing a rude chorus ” he cried; ‘‘ what is this?” ed the door and fearlessly flung it back, expecting to find a party of peasants But his surprise was great when he dis- covered half-a-dozen armed men, who sprang to their feet with fierce oaths at beholding the intruder. Pistols were leveled at his breast, and his retreat was cut off. Calm and majestic as usual in the midst of he uttered his famous ery: «Vi saluta Barboni !” At the sound of that ic name, the men - ae leader stepped you?” demanded Barboni. “Ee ha!” laughed the giant, whirling 2] as he} is small; Ihave as yet but five followers, but they shall shed the last drop of their blood for you. Eh, my lads?” A ion of hands followed, anda general murmur of assent arose from all the brigands assembled. Barboni bowed his acknowledgements. ‘‘How. many men have you left? asked Toro. ‘* My lieutenant anda spy, who has charge of a prisoner, an Englishman.” Deep groans were heard, “‘Thate the English, ” said Toro. ‘They | have hunted you down, which is what our own coun en never would have done, and it is a burning shame to see a splendid brigand like | yourself in disgrace.” ** Not in disgrace,” replied Barboni, proud- ly. ‘‘Ihave been beaten by numbers, owing to a surprise, but we made a good stand, and I believe that for each of my men who fell, the enemy lost double.” “* Pardon me,” said the giant, ‘‘ I made use of a wrong term.” ‘*Let us have meat and enk ” replied Bar- boni, “‘and you shall do what you like with the English prisoner.” “Viva Barboni! viva, viva!” cried the brig- ands. Hunston had been standing at the entrance to the hut, with his hand upon his pistol, ready for any emergency. He was faint and weak from loss of blood, ‘and entering the hut, sat dewn among the ges who made room for him. “« Bigamini,” said Barboni, in a loud voice, up the wine and spirits; you know “ upon by Toro and his men. ) Atter a good meal, which washed down by | copious draughts of wine, the brigands set a Sencha ah Dore = : rf | watch and retired to rest, throwing themselves “i Ay be 4 aie. sr down on the ground in their long cloaks, and Sten tijead osm ; = | Sleeping as soundly as if they had been in bed. migtas Parton «appt Barboni, Hunston and Bigamini were thor- “So we are all for that matter; “oughly wor out ad but why you should Ua me pou Eeoe, on! | As for Lord St. Clair, he was utterly for- “Tait? ) It was eno for the that he was fp eeuaeimnn, Vigne teem “yon be the rev iat brag ed te e or nothing for PFA slate Barboui ” was the calm reply. “The same.” held out his enormous “Per Baccho, if it ent pho eg b did not 9 ee ie belles” replied the you to find with it?’ 24 ‘What fault have Barboni. “‘There are neither chairs, tables, drinkables. ei -% pare not sleep in the uncomfortable position they had posed him, and longed ar- dently for the approach of his — whom he hoped were coming in search of him. Vain hope. Willingly would Harkaway have followed on Barboni's track, but he had not the slightest idea which way he had gone, while Clear-the- Track Sam was hunting the mountains, where earths ge om het behind him. During the night Vesuvius became very ac- tive. Great clouds of ashes eg ‘stones were Pano up, the earth quaked, gnd rumbling noises like distant th wade eect all those in the vicinity that an eruption on a large scale was imminent. Lord St. Clair could not Lege —_e Magnificent s € presen by urn- ee ch ood out clearly against the bright sky. At length his head fell wearily on his shoul- der, and his eyes closed. He thought of home, and of his proud posi- find them. I will supply your tion, his in life, all blighted bya wants. Iam hunted and driven.” miserable ** Cospetto [” Sed Sor Se Soe A ae east bo “The Bersaglieri shaes Sotteaed my band | much had not his capture prevented him from this morning. I « fugitive, tired and | avenging the death of his cousin. Sok eres ceciess| ot Sele = my er to Ni; an mands, and will go ” “Fort — + a mais, Bary Paes Wa Ng do no gach (What Ihave is yours ; my band A. ad st » CHAPTER XXII THE ERUPTION OF MOUNT VESUVIUS.. Towarps Gaybreak small streams of burning lava descended the sides of the mountain. These ually increased ‘n size and strength, until they became formidable. The sentinels saw the streaming lava coming . E towards them. It was time to raise the alarm, Toro was first roused, and the others soon followed them from the hut to gaze upon the fiery mountain, down whose sides was pouring the insidious laya. The crater was in full blast, and the sight was grand in the extreme. Barboni gazed at it with his arms folded. ‘**We must move from this spot,” he ex- olaimed. “What!” replied Toro. ‘Are you afraid cf a little lava? Why, Ihave seen it worse ae Pea, gene eS ee anger.” ay, ” said Barboni, ‘‘’tis not that; but the spectacle always attracts a number of peo- ple from Naples, and we shall | have those ac- cursed English down upon us.” *‘ Ah, that is true, and it reminds me of our prisoner. What do you say—shall we finish him off before we leave the hut?” les **As yoa please,” returned Barboni, care- \ Vho is he?” : 3 ut have not questioned him.” / ** But you speak the heretic’s language. Question him now,” said Toro. Barboni ordered Bigamini to bring Lord St. ~ Clair before him, which he jcomediaae ale The young nobleman was unabashed, and returned the stare of his enemies boldly. ‘“Who are you?” asked Barboni. “A peer of England,” was the answer. = ‘‘ Your name ? * 3 **Lord St. Clair.” “What was your object in attacking me, when I had done you no harm? sant ott by you, ‘ my cousin—Mr. Ca: fo—and Tam sea not succeed.” ‘*So am I, for your sake,” sneered “Your cousin ed me once = and has gone to—well, we will ‘say Paradise: — pe tae will very shortly follow him.” to Toro, he added: "Do what you ike with the English 7 Throw him into the lava, and let him boil in — it,” said Toro, whose savage nature exulted in afte Stee ee re In spite of his natural courage, Lord St. Clair trembled when he heard his doom. The lava was flowing almost st fot i a liquid, hissing, smoking, boiling stream. It was an aw ** You killed my cousin Carden.” “Tn fair fight. He attacked me. True, am a brigand, "but what harm had T done toany.— of these en?” » Ph a to the lava! ”*eried the brig ands, fiercely er ‘Have you no heart?” asked St. | Cl, “*My heart is hard as iron,” replied Barbe “Spare my life. You can ge . wish for as ransom.” wae
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= _ Again their voices rang out on the morning | “To the lava! to the lava!” “Very well,” replied Lord St. Clair. shall see that I know how to die.” “*Take him away,” was Barboni’s only re- mark. Be Bigamini pushed him along, unt inv edge “You who was so far dependent upon other as to ask for a drink of water. “Come here,” exclaimed Barboni; ‘‘I want to talk te you.” “Dz you?” answered Bigamini, insolently; - then you will have to wait.” “Ha!” roared Barboni, with his old impetu- | of the stream was reached, wken he gave him | osity, ‘‘I will put a bullet through your ras-| J 2 violent kick which sen* Lim on his hands and | cally carcass if you dare to be insolent to me.” | Mrs. Smiffins, complying, however, with his inees into the floo? , The agony wae so great that his lordship burst his bends. He uttcced anawful cry, and taking up the bur~‘ag lava in his hands, he cast it at Bar-| voice had procceded. Boni. Tt was now the brigand’s turn to shout out. “Shoot him!” he said; ‘‘shoot him! He has blinded me.” “Ha!” cried Lord St. Clair; ‘ Carden is avenged. Thank God for that one mercy.” The next moment the rifles rattled as they ‘were raised to the shoulders. A report was heard, and the unfortunate ‘oung nobleman fell riddled with balls into the Fiquid fire which enveloped him. He was dead. Barboni was suffering the most acute agony, for the lava had entered his eyes and so burnt the pupils that his sight was gone forever. *Blind—blind!” he cried, clutching at the air with his extended hands. The brigands shrank back, appalled at this sudden catastrophe: **Blind—blind !” was all that the once fa- mous and dreaded chief could say. Tt was a terrible retribution for all his crimes, ’ as to be blind is a living death, for the blind map is dependent upon others; he can no acs help himself. e cannot see the pleasant faces of - his friends, nor the frowning brows of his foes. Neither can he behold the smiling country; _ all isa desolate blank to him, from which he ~ eannot emerge until he reaches the other side of the grave. , Running about frantically, he continued to __ exelaim in accents of terrible lamentation: * Blind, blind! Oh, God, I am blind!" To a man of his habits and life, blindness was the most awful punishment which eeuld here befallen him. : Rather would he that death had come to him at once. Toro and his men were bewildered at what had happened, so much so that they could _ searcely believe it was true. __ Hunston took the hand of his chief and led him into the hut, where ,he applied oil to his - eyes. - All Barboni could utter was, in a moaning have lost my sight! Blind! blind!” a. = “*You will be soon, I hope,” replied _ Hunston. ‘‘In the meantime you are among friends.” live like this. Oh, worst. ise,” said Hunston. fon must get a skillful doctor to come and at me. Say Iam a poor peasant who has eset, but who bawafew ducate with. If there is no hope I will Oh, Holy Virgin, how my eyeballs ‘Toro and his men went cut to stop travelers, , ing a rich harvest, as many people came ~ out from Naples to look at the burning moun- spate’ as his servant, but his his master had died out. eee ‘* Fire away ; you can’t see to hit me.” With trembling hands the brigand seized a/ forget I ever knew such a ’orrid wretch as you. “Lift up my hat, sweetest of thy sect, that I may gaze upon your lovely countenance one. more. Oh, angelic being, what bliss is mine — to meet my darling Ann once more?” ex- claimed Bigamini, jn his most wheedling and flowery tone. ‘Your a ‘umbug—that’s what you are!” said | request. ““P’'m a happy Smiffins, once more,” he con- pistol which was stuck in his belt, and dis-| tinued. “‘Thisis more than I deserve. I’ve" charged it in the direction from\which‘the spy’s | got money, my dear, and I'll go home with you | |to enjoy it. All shall be yours. Every lire is . for you.” ’ But Bigamini had quickly removed his posi- tion, and glided stealthily up to his master, knocked the pistol out of his hand, and struck | him with his open hand on the cheek. “Take that,” he said. ‘‘If I am a miserable | Bigamini, I am not going to stand your fool-| ishness.” ‘*Santo Dio!” cried Barboni. ‘‘ Has it come to this? Have I really fallen so low? Is my | depth of degradation, shame and helplessness such that I am to brook blows and insults from & contemptible worm, who a short time back | trembled at my nod ?” | “You don’t get over me,” answered Mrs: Smiffins, with a shake of the head. ‘I know ‘Pma young girlfrom the country, but you don’t get overme.’ I’ve got you, and I'll keep you. Come along of me, and be handed over | to the first police we see.” “Tf it must be so, it must, hard-hearted fair. But ere we go, grant one request.” **Well, what is it? No tricks, new.” “‘My money is buried close by here. J should like you to have it.” “<1 don’t mind that. It ain’t likely to be of “You'll have to put up witha good deal} any use to you, so I mayas well take it te start more than that if you saucé me,” answered | me in business when you are gone.” Bigamini. “T will complain to Toro of you; he is noble and generous, and will have you pun- ished.” ‘‘Toro’s not such a fool ae to aes to a helpless animal like you,” speered Bigamini, be Wore not the tid aah used to be. What you?” ; : ‘* Ah, Heaven! I am indeed fallen, since this fellow mocks and gibes at me thus. “Take it easy and be civil, or ri get a stick | and keep you quiet,” continued Bigamini, who, ; like all little cowards, was always a bully waen | he got a chance. “Well, well,” said Barboni, controlling him- | Vhat’s | ment for the the good of you since Lord St. Clair blinded | lead the van.’ MRS. SMIFFINS MAKES TOO SURE. **Come on, Sarey Ann. I will make atone- past,” said Bigamini. ‘Let me “*Ts it far?” “Up this rocky path. I go first, and you He felt a sort of contempt for this blind man, | ing on the scaffold, and then I'll ge home od | ean follow. Ob, Sarey Ann, ain’t you hard- — hearted ?” He began to whimper, and the tears fell from his eyes, but his wife paid no attention to him. She knew him too well by this time to put any faith in his tears, but kept her eye fixed self with an effort, ‘‘I will try to be humble, | upon him, fearful lest he should play her some since it is your wish, acd I am as yon say | trick and get away, as he had often done bee powerless, Give me some wine and water, | fore. good Bigamini.” ; “¢ That's civil; I don’t mind waiting on yon, when you speak sensibly, liké that. Only | had had anything to do with don’t you think you're going to ride over me now. Things is altered, I tell you; ’'m master now.” Barboni groaned in agony of spirit, but Little Bigamini was as slippery as an eel, and as difficult to hold, as all h Peon out who ini took his wife some distance up the side of Vesuvius, where there was no danger from the streams of molten lava. Having gained the top of a small plateau, made no further remark, taking the drink si-| fringed with stunted shrubs and trees, he lently. There he sat for hours. strides of late. ; In the afternoon Bigamini got restless. “T shall go out for a bit,” he said to himself, That ing fool gives me the hump.” Quitting the hut, he soon reached the road, along which several people were walking, at- tracted from Naples and the in eruption. ; , He aoe gots far befpre something fell | heavily on his head, knocking his hat over his eyes, and before he could extricate himself, his hand were bound behind his back. ‘* What the deuce are you up to?’ he ex-' you up claimed, ina rage. ‘Drop it, whoever you are! Turn it up, I say, and look sharp.” “Tl drop you, if you’re not quiet,” replied &@ voice which made him tremble. “ think that I should haye the luck to a yt Ae again, all taking a walk to look at Ve- suvius a-burnin’ just like a mill-shaft chimney | the “Sarah Ann,” said Bigamini, ‘I've been a-looking be you ever since our last pleasant meeting.” ‘*Oh, you story!” answered the woman, for never did no such thing. You've been of brigands, and thero’s a reward out for ‘You won't give me up, Sarah Ann?” along you. ‘That's what I shall do. Ill see you hang-! know I've behaved cruel to to| “Haven't you wanted to and despair. ‘« What is the matter ?” asked his wife. “*Oh, Sarah Ann.” he’ exclaimed, “som 6 brigand’s been and dug up all my money!” “Is it gone?” c ‘* Every ducat. I have been watched and gees: said Mrs. Smiffins, hadn't brought me up this hill on a chase. [ve trodden on stones and such like till my feetache.” _ y 5 ‘<Tt’s as bad for me,” replied Bigamini, ** What does that matter. surrounding vil- | robbed.” lages by the magnificent spectacle of Vesuvius “T wish to | “that you shall y ( < feaah Amun G0 you want to get rid of me?” inquired Bigimint, gravely. ever so long?” she inquired. “* Ah, I see how it is. You wish to snob who lived next door to us in the Marsh, Lambeth.” “ He’s ar “Why didn’t on ene ee : to the police as a_brigand, then I home—but not till Isee you executed.” get rid of me thig Lei. espectable shoemaker, andI don’t — know but we shan’t make a match of it.” 7 commit bigamy, as did?” ; you : “Because I’m not such a fool. and I ain’tas — it was his wife who had caught him; ‘‘yon| bad as you are. If it hadn't been for your — treatment of me, I shouldn't have thought of the shoemaker.” : f “Look here, Sarah Ann,” said Bigam ini, og you, but it sie nf ie 3 ¥
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z. —a a > a a worth while to take the trouble tohave me exe-! tuted. _. Why not?” “How can I helpit? Didn’t you tie my|( had stepped upon hands?” **Save me! save me |” “*T can’t, my dear, though much I wish, for “Do it ” ' “How? asked Mrs, Smiffins, rather puz-| you have tied my hands,” aled to understand his meaning. sang B: Though terribly frightened, Mrs. Smiffins’ “Tl stand on the edge of this plateau,” said | spirit was not subdued. ‘My hands aré tied and I can’t io mm. ewan _ * You come and shove behind, over I go— wreak my precious neck. You go home and the shoemaker in the Lower Marsh, and } love. marry — an _ se it.” 4 “Tt isn’t 2 idea, not by any means,” re- marked Mrs. Smiffins sadsctree “ Are you on?” ** Of course I ain’t got no love for you now, hatred and despisal,” said Mrs. Smiffins. “T know that. Oh, ain’t I just a miserable pee ?—that’s all. But it serves me jolly right. ** You ought to have gone straight with me.” Very trae. It’s too late now, isn’t it.” Mrs. Smi shook her head gravely to inti- mcte that it was, and that she would have no- tning .-°re to do with him on any terms whait- ever, ee > es a,” Sele Dignan ° aa heye. I can’t help a-thinking my right can i of what bos been.” : Mrs. Smiffins said: “Very well; a ’ard ‘art will have i+s punish- ment. away & good ’un,” i. Big- walking to the edge of the cli amini, ** Are you ready ?” asked his wife. “Look sharp. I’m coming whenI've counted twelve.” ber Bigamini turned his head round and watched | as she said: ** One, ttle eyes watched her every movement. . leven: make haste!” she exclaimed. “*T’ve done,” he answered. SA . two, three, etc.,” and his twinkli g/ “T wish I had you under my feet, you con- temptible worm,” she said. “*T don’t, my dear.” “€ Shouldn’t I like to maul you ?” **You’ll never have the chance again, my I shall marry my third when you're me.” **Oh, you wretch !” ‘‘Make haste, my pet. I want to see the last of you. Drep down and get smashed, will you, just to oblige yours, affectionately, a once happy Smiffins.” “‘T wonder fire doesn’t come out of the mountains and burn you up, you aggravating ing,” said his wife. ‘Sarah Ann,” exclaimed Bigamini, ‘‘ death’s & pleasant and a consoling fact. I never thought as I could look upon death with a hun- moved heye, but I do to-day. Don't be much longer over it, my sweet one, or””—— tie used and extended his leg. bia +?” asked Mrs. Smiffins, nervously. **T shall have to kick this blooming tree, and shake you off, like a ripe happle in a gale of wind.” ‘Oh, don’t, don’t!” cried the poor woman. “T’m safe as long as the bough don’t break.” «“T want to see you drop. Oh! Sarah Ann, Tm sorry for you.” «A fat lot you're sorrow’s worth,” she an- swered. «Jumping Moses !” said Bigamini. **I cant stand this much longer. Ain’t youa-going to He advanced to the edge of the plateau, and took a survey of the situation. This convinced him that his wife couldn't up. one must either hang there or fall down by the breaking of the branch or the giving way of her clothes. “Ta, ta, old girl,” he added. “TI shall leave | die ?” Rie pee Pk Rp Pa ss Don't like that,” ered Mrs. * Ri ’ mussy,” said Bigamini. e go like answ: Bigami- His wife ran at him with her arms out-|ni, ‘If you'll set me free I'll he an ' etretched, fully intending to pitch him over| woman.” . the of the rock. “Not you, Sarah Ann,” ied Bigamini, As approached her pace quickened. with an incredulous shake of the head. Just as was prepared to touch him, he atepped nimbly on one side, and missing oem unable to stop herself, and tum- over instead of her husband. BS or branch of a tree, which projected over by it dangling in the air, kicking her : 5 screaming as if she she would save her life by making as much naise as possible. He down at his ing, panting better-half, and his eyes twinkled again like i rs B & as you are lif i E i Hae i : : : i i z “Twill, indeed. Listen here. Ill never her | nag you no more,” “Tt ain’t in you not to do it, Sarah Ann.” He moved away a little. ‘*Hear me,” she cried, eagerly. ‘I, swear her clothes, and she hung | I'll be good and obedient, and never say noth- ing. No, not if you’re ever so aggravating.” “Suppose I a third?” “Til let you. The Turks have more than one wife, and so have the Mormons. Let me there’s a fellow, and you shall keep a Sarah Ann,” “*You've only been ing about half an ter dean and ipo cool x ectactal in you.” have the best of it.|ing. Don’t hallooso. Waittill you've donea night's a loose stone and missed footing, for he would have rolled over until he reached the bottom. , CHAPTER XXIy. 4 THE SPY BETRAYS HIS MASTER, Iw spite of his care and watchfulness, Biga- mini slipped over a piece of lava, andfell heay ly forward Instinetively he stretched out his hands to save his face, and so great was the effort he made that the cord with which his wife had bound him snapped asunder, ~ He was free, A few scratches and bruises were all he ree ceived from his fall, and he considered them chetely pone at the price of his liberty and freedom of action again. Reaching the main road once more, he walked slowly along until he came toa small cottage, in which livedan ld peasant woman, who got her living by selling wines and spirits. On the shutter was posted a police notice, This Bigamini stopped to read, and saw that the affiche was to this effect: : . “Five thousand ducats reward, ther with a free pardon toanyone who will eve infor- mation leading to the eapture the well- known brigand chief, * BARBONL **Information to be given to the chief officer of police at Naples. ** By order, et “(Signed) Craton.” Bigamini pondered over this for a short time, and his villainous little eyes twinkled as if some wicked idea had come into his fertile brain. Knocking at the door, he exclaimed + **Open, mother, and don’t keepa customer — out in the heat, till he’s as baked as a parche@ — P The old woman, who had dozed off while . doing a little knitting to eke out her slender income, gave him admittance. } “*A bottle of wine for a gentleman,” con- — tinued Bigamini. She placed before him |the wine of the country, which he paid for and proceeded to drink jeisurely. “‘Are you from the city, master?” asked the a poe a ar ° ** Yes,” replied Bigamini. “What is the news, may I ask?” ‘No news that I know of.” ' ‘* Have they canghs Barboni F iad = ey will soon,” — poor will to the poor.” “Rubbish. It was his lieutenant, Sexe gamini, you mean,” said the spy. a rd of him,” enswered the — “But I mind me wel’ ¢ - a Pa tu tae change. I’m sorry to tunes.” ** What do they say, “T had a police eat his sausage and take his gon. ‘He r me that Barboni’s band was broken up and all — were killed but the brigand chief, his liewtens — ant, and a spy.” _ ide “ That’s me,” muttered Bi . i “The old woman’s quick ears caught remark and she tried to i spen > Te. and don’t spend, they grow rich. Sees
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HARKAWAY TKAPPED. money have you got in that old cracked china | wij I saw. **None at all, good signor. I am very poor, so poor that I don’t taste meat from year’s end to s end.” “You're a miser. Tve heard of you before,” said Bigamini, getting up and advancing to the cupboard. eel The crone placed herself resolutely in his | way. * Stand back,” she said. ‘‘I can see what |’ you are now.” “ What am I?” he asked, impudently, **One of Barboni’s band, the spy, I think ; look too mean to be a lieutenant. Stand I say; you shall not rob me. I have a , and will defend my money with my life. Bigamini laughed scornfully. ** Ho, ho!” he cried, ‘‘so you have money, mother, have you? That is all right; the cat ipped out of the bag, didn’t it?” er withered arm was outstretched, and it trembled violently as she held up the rusty dagger, with which she hoped to prevent her- ‘self from being robbed. “Get out of the way. Iwant your mopus- ses,” said Bigamini, given her a rude push. He spoke in English. ‘* Ha,” replied the woman, “you are no true brigand. An Italian would not harm a creature like me. You are a foreign Rireling, some accursed heretic. Back, spawn ef Satan! I spit on thee.” ** The old gal’s in her tantrums. I shall have to settle her,” said Bigamini. He drew his knife, and keeping out of the reach of her antiquated dagger, which, wielded by such a feeble, palsied hand, could not have _ done him much harm, cast the weapon at her. This was a favorite trick of his, and he was an adept at it. Often in his idle moments he had practiced pitching the knife at a plank of wood. - The skill consisted in so throwing it that you gould hit a certain marked spot, and make the * knife stick upright in it. } Before casting it, he arplee atone Py nicety the position of the old woman’s Sh-sh-sh flew the knife chcougtt the air, strik- ing the aged victim with a dull thud. . «© T'll be a mark on you, my lady,” he said, - between his clenched teeth. _ ‘The dagger fell from her hand, she pressed the other to her side, and, with a groan, fell ‘ to the floor, which was soon ensan- : with her slowly flowing blood. ; ** Dead as mutton,” said Bigamini, stooping ii and ing himself of his knife. “It’s a case per’s ducks with her.” i the with his foot, he ap- proached the cupboard, which he carefully ran- ' the old teapot was the recep- . s x “What um come here for? Got um child ? ly I have not, but I have little | boni ““Yes. Oh, I see what you mean now,” said} ‘‘You have made me so py,” she said ; ee Ge aa ee eae eee Vineet ee 4 the reward e ; Bon,” a our troubles may be roving near.” . “ ” al Sica’ dug. sitesiabigtn “his goa She turned her lustrous eyes anxiously upom “Thank heaven! But heis mutilated. We saw—at least you saw the ears and hand that
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“we know any ‘Hat does the slave dare to laugh at me? | ‘‘I am a captured monarch, ui in war Let him die the death,” cried Mole. by the treachery of my army. me, peer Raising the broom, he ran furiously at the | less being.” ete fh a “Capture him at all hazards. You have | little tailor, and catching him in the stomach,| Hilda looked astonished. : Pins fortune with younow. Bring him to Naples.” | rolled him over on the carpet. ‘| “Mr. Mole, do you not know me?” she — **] will—dead or alive.” “Thus perish all the victims of my just in- | asked. 4 ** That is right. This man must die before | dignation,” said Mr. Mole, grandly, | **Know you, mistress of my soul and en. Ye **Oh, Lord, oh! he’s hit me in the wind and |slaver of my heart? Will thy devoted lover — «He will not be able to fight much, for, in | bust my boiler,” exclaimed Bigamini, getting | ever forget the blissful past ?” ( ying, Lord St. Clair blinded him. up and rubbing his stomach. ‘What does this mean, Monday?” asked — »* Is poor St. Clair dead?” asked Hilda. “What! is the wretch still alive? By the! Hilda. a> | * Another victim to your fatal resolve, to ex-| sun, moon and stars, by the octopus in the| ‘Mist? Mole go mad, mum; he crook hg terminate these bri “ | Brighton aquarium, and by the living jingo, | elbow too much. , “It can’t be helped, my dear Mrs. Harvey,” | I'll have his vital spark,” exclaimed Mole, ‘*Has he be n drinking ?” answered Jack. ‘‘ When I put my foot down! He brandished his broom and began to beat} ‘‘Like um fish, mum; for three days wry eter # ene mat be Gene Keen ty sna | the spy. eat nothing, and drink, drink all day sd done it genérally is, somehow or other.” | Die, dog, die!” he roared. | night.” “Well, goon your errand. You have my| “Tsay,” exclaimed Bigamini, protecting his} ‘What a pity! Does Mr. Harkaway “mow best wishes,’’ Fephted Hilda. | head with his arms as well as he could, “this | this ?” He went away, leaving the ladies much ) won’tdo Mr Harkaway, stop him. He’s a! ‘Yes mum; he told me to look aftex um.” more cheerful than they had been befc.e. raving maniac; stop him, sir” “Do so at once. It is dreadful toss aman ~ They were all anxious to get back to Eng-} Jack was Jaughing too much to he able to! dike this,” said Hilda, land, Z _ | interfere ‘*March!” said Monday; ‘*um got to go.” It was the wish of their hearts to see their| ‘The spy at Jast got out of the reach of the| ‘‘ Farewell, empress of my ” said Mr, native land again, and be rid of the constant} broom, and made a side dash at Mole. ‘Mole; ‘the dark days of my captivity will be alarms and worries amidst which they had} ““ Take the change out of that Alexander the | lightened by the reflection of thy dazzling” — eee nee oe Lae Great,” he said, . he struck him on the nose, i yatw5 wena of Mace ee hie iy Darrel wri em. Mr. Mole went to grass heavily and groaned. e seized her hand, kissed it, Iding| She.said that Luni was much impro wed, and} ss Taus fell Wolsey in all his y harap he | 2tms with dignity, added, “fend ony taat ‘ thanks to Hilda's generosity, which placed | _ ured; “thus fell Osar, struck down by | 800m. Iam thy captive.” | money at her service, she was able to| +)" Gagger of the assassin. Fallen, fallen, |__“‘Poor old Mole, um very bad,” muttered Procure a tutor for him, and so give him some fallen from my high estate, as Dryden sings. Monday, as he led him tos yoom, in whichhe — education, of which he stood much in need. | 405.00 1") my greatness, as the awan of Avon him with a supply cf bread and a good The lawyers she had consulted about her | 4A¢U y gree pitcher of water. ~~ claims were Sairelr inveatiqasing them. | Bast nb att They declar tif she could get the con- : Is he often like this? Because | Of his reach to do any raischief, he spoke to — fossion of the brigand chief, they had no doubt! ® caution. ee his wife Ada, and tald her he was going im they would prove her title to the estates and i aa locked up, Mr. Harka- pote ee going ™ “4 in 8 very short time. pe A ; She wished hita success, he started once An uncle of Darrel’s, hearing that he was I will have him cared for. P are the effect Pray ee. ihe open ‘ arekieh han had ab : : of drink,” replied Jack. ‘*Send for a doctor. ‘ . by dead, had taken possession of the property, | "ty octors are humbugs. Who can minister to | Teady rendered so much service to his master. ' and was not inclined to give it up without a) | ind di i. I pause for a reply.” He had a difficult task before him. . a - te. “s ” whi “ It was impossible to if the child was Ina lawsuit Barboni’s confession would be | ,-- Monday,” whispered Jack, ‘you mst Put | 1: or dead, ‘The wolf might have killed and. Mr. Mole in a room by . r = everything. : 4 Kerk came ieaarsin, &- cwrmanily wes, or he| Sten him, while on the other hand it was prob- ving to the drawing-room again, Jack found). in 4o some one a mischief.” a ee had taken bie agit. sotaeey 5 c “ Now m little man ” exclaimed Jack, st Yes, sare. S'pose um mad.” ag cave ° (Reds RG Fey ir 7 with ¢ to the police.” “Tt is what they eall D. ye or delirium > pee oe «« Ready “in” replied . tat tremens, a notuncommon result of excessive CHAPTER XXVL er a Jack laughed and put on his hat, ny at BARBONI HUMBLED TO THE DUST, = . : Why not mind um meself, sare?” iis’ =a lc gaunt fizure darkened the 1 tyou to go to the mountains at o .| Waew Bigamini left Barboni in the hut, the — to look for my child, whom you have heard | ¢},oughts of the brigand were very bitter, the; strange figure was Mr. Mole, who pro- ini say the wolf ran away with.” Bt eyes were inflamed and burning - por Bi "Hi was in his stirt sloeven, snd hed twined Um off like a shot, sare,” replied Mon-|)y, vt wreath of vine leaves round his head, which |“*J-_ pe eas |” But the mere physical : i i i ‘I think,” said Bigamini, ‘that the wolf! com to made hin look like an, anti ” will be most Wkely to go. back to the sybil's gar tretching i exciaimed } eave,” He bad lost eS i a | “Try there first,” said Monday. E His mother was dead, his wife was kil Se eNO siaiy’ foc your neverelgye deed aad . Pisa dag boy, Monday, and‘ you bal ai his side, his band dispersed and himself _ Is he mad?” whispered Jack to Monday. || only make me more than ever your debtor, bu while his enemies had trium : bot will save my poor wife’s life, which i- cursed Jack Harkawa: * The black grinned till he showed all his | Yo" . up in that of the child.” y ; : it se Dim been goiug on anyhow all day sare,"| ‘“‘Nofear, sare; Monday do his best” him to his present state. The said. “* Um not know ‘xactly what to make | of um.” _ police office, where they saw the chief, who at | who use them. a Saw “ = than usual ?” once made preparations to ca) the brigand. Bigamini had insulted him. Aad icra eats mere Ererjong regarded Bigainial with looks of| ‘This was an additional: “Tt seems to me like a case of ‘ délicious | aversion. | brigand, who could not bear trimmings,’ ” muttered Jack. he hee aes every country, are en spy whose opt bewtearg a epee It waa Oitettentl that he wasa base scoun-| “It’s hard to bear, very hard,” - guch drinkin this hot would turn | drel to betray his master in the hour of his All his sins Le plc eae gee! direst need and extremity. ‘He must be put under some restraint, So were ¢0 and the iron entered into } e.. i ee etait!” Leiesdd “Wile, betvigi P Meanwhile Monday bad to attend to Mr. The sound of footsteps fell upon his ear. F hasten dawn wick a = fhm Mole, who had been ‘avinking to such an ex- “« Hunston, is that you ?” he asked. Pens .. eee, ” sai tent that he was not clearly responsible for his | Yes,” was the reply. I can’ } “I don’t know the ” replied Mole. | actions. tox fon: aes. On spguey., wal me ' “Tam Alexander Great, just returned His head had become affected. yon'll have to ee \ from the world, and I could! He did not know who he was, or where he *« Wait,” repeat ad. “You dic weep because ~ ant. suse workd We eon was, any more than a baby. not talkito me in that way ‘és quer.” rise | “Come on, Bite,” said Monday. ‘Way shouldo't 1?” answered Hunst « ria oe , The game's up. his hand wiped ‘Lead on to my prison-house; J will follow | * you re played out now, The Me saaveneper cha Pp oy conquered monarch.” \_ onset ik it.” o “Why,” he added with savage energy, dust then Hilde came into the deusiaguante you leave me?" * Ji have I another world to} Emily's condition being so much imrpoved comuens Bette. ie mdinet meedaien that sbe could leave | got some money in ny _ “*We'li find one for your majesty,” said | her with Lily. ; ; - Jack. tA | Mr. Moie instantly feel on hisknees * Give it to (pan --Bigamipé Degan to hug. + Rudwnt queen,” he said, in ® low voice, | oo See ¢
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_ @an’t be of much use to you now. Hand it over.” ‘‘ Now, if I am to drag on a miserable exist- ence as a blind man, I shall have to beg if I have no money.” : “Beg away,” replied Hunston unfeelingly. ** Fork out the tin.” *«T never thought I should come to this; you were my trusted lieutenant.” **You should have managed things better. I'm nota fool. Can’tI see when it’s time to throw up the sponge? Give me what money you haye about you, and I'll step it at once.” **T am helpless,” replied Barboni, with a = “Take it; undo my belt, and you have a fortune.” Haunston advanced to the fallen brigand, and took off his belt, which he opened, and looked joyfully over its contents. The amount of notes, gold and jewels sur- passed his most sanguine expectations. “This is plummy,” he said. ‘‘ Good bye, eld son; I wish you luck.” “Do you leave me to my fate ?” asked Bar- “* What's the use of ing ?” tween us ?” again. He heard the chink of the gold and the rustle of the notes as Hunston placed his belt, in addition to his own, round his waist, then his footsteps died away, and bis lieutenant was gone. *« Alone, alone,” moaned the wretched man. “Blind, penniless, insulted, deserted, what a aad future have I before me.” - He was right. Toro would have been his friend if he had been the man he once was, but blind, he was good for nothing as a brigand. phe hrote tee whet Beer the mt up an wn, cautiously extending his hands to feel his way as he walked. After a time he heard footsteps again. This sound was accompanied by the click of tine men. e listened attentively. ' **Toro and his band,” he said to himself. What would he not have given to be able see? All at once the noise ceased, and only the _ tread of one man was audible. ** Is that you, Toro?” he asked. _ No, signor. ° \ * J boni. “I am lonely, and want company. I 4 com, gt Ae A ti me. Come, and let : us frien’ ” **Has Hunston been back with the doctor ?” _ ** He came without him, and, having robbed me, went away forever.” : One bird flown,” said ** Never _ mind, one good catch in the net is better than pF gospel neers » et iwand’s icions. ; ‘This speech. the bri suspicic You would not betray me?” he said, in a - ss P ‘I get back m: ht.” 4 us if get iy you're s settled member.” soon. Ihave got some treasure buried. ton did not take all. You shall be my i favorite. I will make you rich and ‘Think of that. Only be faithful to me "and gave a shrill whistle. next moment Jack Harkaway entered which was entirely surrounded by -| walk about Naples with as little fear of arrest HARKAWAY TRAPPED. At these words the brigand chief trembled] ‘‘ Where am I?” he asked, with an air ef more violently than before. | forgetfulness and confusion. ‘In the king’s name, I arrest you for brig-| ‘‘ In the hut,” replied Toro. andage, robbery, and murder,’ continued the, ‘‘ Where?” officer. |} »** Are you hurt ?” “I submit,” said Barboni, who, by a desper-| ‘I don’t know what you call hurt,” replied ate effort, tried to be calm. Bigamini, recovering from his pretended in- He had recognized Jack’s voice, and did not | sensibility, “* but a soldier gave me an. ugly wish to exhibit any weakness in his presence. | blow during the fight, and I crawled in here.” The click of the manacles was next heard,as| ‘‘ What fight?” ‘ they were fastened on his wrists. | ‘The soldiers surprised Barboni. They were * “Did Bigamini betray me?” asked Barboni. | led on by the Englishman, Jack Harkaway, and ‘Yes; I don’t mind telling you that, if it’s I fought like a lion. He wacno , because any comfort to you.” |he was blind, and what could Ido against ‘* My dying curse upon the hound ! my bit | host of them?’ : ter curse upon him!” said the brigand,in a/ ‘‘Is Barboni captured?” asked Toro, arching tone of deep feeling. his bull-like neck, as his nostrils dilated. Barboni was placed in a cart,round whichthe! ‘I suppose so, if he isn’t here.” soldiers formed, making an escort, from which “*Diavolo!” rescue was impossible. ‘Believe me, Signor Toro, I fought like a But who wae there to attempt to help the devil, and how I was not captured I don’t the fallen brigand. know.” No one. Toro was greatly excited. All had perished or deserted him, andas he| ‘‘ How long ago was this ?” he asked. was driven slowly to Naples to be placedin aj; ‘‘I cannot tell exactly, but not long, I ex- strong prison, his proud heart was bowed down ) pect,” replied Bigamini. and humbled to the dust. |__‘*The moon is up. It is some distance to His life was drawing to a close, and the scaf- | Naples; they will travel slowly, and perhaps fold, with its hideous accessories, loomed up | bivouae by the way,” said Toro, hurriedly. terribly before him. ‘“‘ What do you say, my lads, shall we make a — Jack Harkaway had, through Bigamini's | dash for Barboni?”’ treachery, triumphed over him at last. “Si, si!” cried the brigands, in chorus. The Englishmen had kept their solemn oath, | «te wag always a valiant gentleman and » though it had cost them dear. good robber,” cried Toro. ane was, he was!” oulder your m We show those = ecmnatin’ Oral Toro his men can do. ini.” or Toro,” an« Idon’t think — CHAPTER XXVIL. THE TRAITOR’S REWARD. Wuen the traitor had accompli ive by the | Pen es smo Ans purpose, and seen Barboni eaptive by the soldiers, he strutted about as proud as a ban- | sd tam cock. “On my—my h or Toro.” His reward was a large one. **Come here ; ieee eae <7 Besides this, he received a free pardon ; the Lis “De a He affected to sink back in a faint, and groaned terribly. i ‘*The poor devil is no good to us,” sai All he had to do now was to go ieustpeaniemaan. ile uepaans te hovstionaa ‘ the reward. - well for his master ; let him be where he is; we Then he could set sail in one of the Mar-| will see to him on our return. Forward, my | seilles steamers, reach France, travel first-class | men, to rescue Barboni.” tel ere ped i ig erdsiasa largess. The brigands stepped forward with ity, t gay capital with hi gains. to the delight of He looked : roand the hut, and thought that a amt i pro pap any: drink of wine wouldn’t do him any harm. ‘ An old-fashioned amphora, or jar of clay, pibccd Sex Ce, commds, acid be pioedl eect naadie police would not touch him, and he could ble citizen of the city. claim as the most res’ - ral When they were gone Bi got wine into a horn. “ ” vp. used to be Barboni’s favorite, and the bri-| ,.. That was @ close shave,” he said. “Fi seg -es Pacer etry Boe te yg ingly he quitted the hut, and was pres Old Barboni won't havemuch more of this | “cing to Naples when he thought of his wifes —_ ne Spple,” ‘ssid the swith «sardonic i in this wretched life,” een alt pe an 8 played out, and it's my turn now. th and make sure she has brok Peas shad swell in Paris?’ My eye! Sup- struck across the mountain's aide Portia pol a Hel serene? sought the spot where he had lett Yhotantonter it Pelee Blomeinn, Croco n tuteline’ tide , | tate Mas. Saiffine hanging to a beanch of ati Price Bigasmini, there's 9 zattling es! ink etgod om the heow St rice ettrprr ging {sions spend. | “The tree was there, but no Mrs. Smiffins. A slight noise in the rear roused his attention from the vain-glorious contemplation in which he was plunged. _— 3 “Oh! crumbs,” he cried, “‘ what's up?” grin. * He took a hasty glance at the door, and saw several dark figures approaching. was ‘* Strike me comical!” he said, ‘it’s Toro. |i Oh! here’s a go. I've put my foot in it now.” | to N: He instantly fell down in a corner, and But he took the most unfrequented . tended to be insensible, while almost immedi- void mesting Toro and his Mae ee ately afterw: e brigands entered. When he reac © police stati “where, is Barboni?’ asked Toro. ‘San- spate tion it was tissima Virgine!” he added, crossing himself,| It was one of his maxims that one ought to iron while it was hot. ‘ A kick or two caused hin: bipaiee himself ton his elbow, and
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HARKAWAY TRAPPED. on demand, directly news of the capture of Barboni was brought to them. Jack Harkaway bad rendered him that friendly service by galloping on in front of the soldiers. It was known all over Naples that Barboni was captured, tat Walking into the office, he said: ‘ “Tam Bigamini, and I want the reward, if ! you please,” ** Ah, yes, you are the spy,” replied the offi- cer in command, with a Plainly perceptible sneer. ‘*I ize you. “If you look at mein that way you will be sure to know me when you meet me again,” answered Bigamini, impudently. “Don’t ve impertinent,” said the officer, witt: a severe look. “No, signor,” gaid Bigamini, trembling for bis money. “ How will you have it?” “Gold, all gold, in bags,” replied Biga- mini, eagerly. The officer banded him five bags, each con- taining the value of a thousand ducats. ** Take it and begone,” he said. Bigamini had no wish to stay; the gta a police station never agreed with *bim. I: made him sick, so he stuffed the bags into his eornets, and stepped out of the place gey'y. But retribution was in store for him. _. Searcely had he reached the door when a bulky form stopped his egress, and brandished ah a over nm heud. ~__ * You little villain, I've got you again, have It” exclaimed the re, savagely. <‘ told me had ned the reward, and I knew I should find you sooner or later coming @fier the money, so I determined to wait for * you if I stood in the street all night,” “ Sarab=Ann!” gasped the astonished tuilor. * Yes, sir; your lawful wife.” ** Oh, scissors!” exclaimed Bigamini. “You thought me dead; but { didn’t hang there lony. Some kind people who had come to see the burning mountain came by, and hearing my screams, helped menup, Ob, you beast—you wretch!” She beat him with her umbrella, and seizing hia hair, puiled it violently. **T say, Sarah Ann. turn it up. It hurts. You're pulling ont handfuls,” said Bigamini, frightened out of his life, and seffering agony. “* Serve you right too, you deceitfuleet of all deceitful, slimy, crawling vipers!” replied bis wife. “T ain’t slimy.” ** Yes, you are! Oh, drat you, I'll serve you out! I'll warm you! You'll get it hot this time, make no errer?” said Mrs. Smiffins, with a handful of hair in each hand. “ Let go, will you?” cried Bigamini angrily. **T shan’t!” was the reply. The little man struggled into the street amid the laughter of the police officers, who thor- oughly enjoyed the scene, His wife continued to attack him in the same desperate manner, and he defended himself as best he could. His object seemed to be to get her away from the officers into some quiet corner. This he at length accomplished. They turned a corner, and with a savage blow, he said: “ Don’t maul me about so, or you'll be sorry for it.” ‘Shall I? she said, beating him with the umbrella. “* You fool,” he said, “ quiet?” ** Because I’m your wife, and you can’t alter why don’t you be it. You've committed bigamy, and I mean to transport you.” ‘Let go. Ighan’t ask you again,” be said, clenching his teeth, “ Never, I'll have my revenge,” replied Mrs. Smiffins. a will I, once anu forever,” said Biga- mini. He drew his knife, raised his arm, and pleng- it into her body. e She fell instantly, and he ran away, leaving her bathed in blood, to %e found by the police when they came round. “Tam murdered. Oh, that I should have come to this,” she moaned. ; Bigami:i was to» hardened now to care about committing a crime; his only anxiety wus to get clear off. 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